Farmers Fun At The River

*Written for the one that tempted me.*

The boss's niece... he's kidding me right? Some days I get so fucked off with him, giving me these last minute changes. Babysitting his niece ain't in my job description... Bite your tongue Mike! Just do the job, she won't be too much of a hassle. She is just a kid and needs something to do on her summer holidays.

"Sure, she can help feed out. If she meets me at the bales, I'll give her a ride in the tractor." I offer respectfully.

"ahhh... sure, I'll send her over on the quad." The boss responds, then ends the call.

Tossing my phone onto the seat of the tractor, I climb up, start the tractor and drive off to the where the baleage is stored. The summers been hard, hitting us with an early drought after a dry spring. Thank goodness we were prepared with extra feed.

As I drive I scan my mind, trying to remember his niece, coming up with nothing. I'm sure his brother only had boys! Hold up... if she can drive the quad... how old is this niece? Leaving the paddocks I have just finished turning over in preparation for the next crop, I turn towards the sheds. The tractor bounces along the summer hardened, dirt track. I feel my cock swell. Shit, it's been a while since I'd last "let off steam". If I leave it too long the friction caused by the bounce in the cab of the tractor keeps me aroused all day, not that I'm complaining, but it really needs release. Keep it together Mike! You're about to have a kid join you in the cab.

Pulling around past the shed, towards the baleage bales, I see a woman standing next to the quad. Oh fuck! His niece is a woman who looks to be in her 20's... nicely formed one at that! The pink tight shorts and loose blue T-shirt showing me the shape of her body. Averting my eyes as I pull up near her, I turn off the tractor and climb out.

"Hi, I'm Mike, I heard you wanted to check out the farm?" I say while only looking at her face as I shake her soft hand, her eye contact holding mine steadily, until it drops suddenly.

"Hi Mike, I'm Sarah," she says softly and continues with a slight smerk. "I'd love the ride in the tractor you offered my uncle, though I am also here to learn the ropes as work experience." Glancing up at me under her lashes I see what I think is a lustful look.

Nope... no way... can't do that with the boss's niece. My cock disagrees, pulsing in my stubby rugby shorts. Drawing a deep breath I say,

"Sure, um... have you loaded a feed out trailer before?" I ask gently, trying to gauge if she has any experience at all.

"I've driven trucks, bikes and quads before... I'm a quick learner. Show me the ropes and I'll be sorted." She answers keenly.

"Ok, how about I help you up so you can learn the controls loading up the trailer." I say as I turn around and quickly rearrange my cock, the elastic waistband of my old rugby shorts now holding my steadily growing semi firmly against my belly. There is no way I want her to know how much her tight shorts make me drool.

Sarah climbs slowly up into the cab of the tractor, her gorgeous butt right at my eye level. The cab is roomy, but made for one person. How am I going to do this?... taking a deep breath of hot dry summer air, as I climb up and stand on the top step. I quickly talk through the controls and she seems to be catching on fast, giving me nods and soft smiles as I talk. Her smell is filling my cab; vanilla and coconut. She smells like my style of steamy summer sylph from the islands, drawing me into her in ways I've never felt. I reach over to show her the far controllers... not that I have to, but I want to feel her leg on mine, muscled and smooth, tanned from the summer sun. What am I doing? I can't get hot and bothered over the boss's niece!

"I can squeeze over so you can show me better." Sarah says as she slides over and perches on to the side of the tractor seat.

"Ahh... Okay, sure..." I say as I get up the last step into the cab. "You start her up and I'll talk you through it." I feel her leg against mine. Silken, all the way up the outside of my thigh. I hold my breath as she leans over me to start the tractor. My chest tightening. This won't work, she can't reach the controls properly.

"You can't reach them, I'll jump out on the steps and guide you from there." I say, going to get up.

"Na, I'll just sit on your lap" she says, placing her tightly covered arse firmly on my thighs.

Oh Fuck... breathe Mike! I hold in my much needed groan, biting my bottom lip. I have to lean to the side slightly to peer over her shoulder, her dark brown hair tied up and conveniently out of the way. She manoeuvres the tractor with ease, remembering the controls I had just described. As she approaches the bales with the forks I bring my arms around her waist, ready to assist with the controls. She works it out fine, holding the bale easily, like she's done this before.

I can just see the side of her cheek. She's grinning as she holds the bale over the feed out trailer, but where we can reach it to strip the plastic off.

"You've done this before haven't you?" I ask with a laugh. She snickers on my lap, and pushes back into my straining cock.

"Mmmm..." I moan.

"Yep! You ever done someone in a tractor before?" she asks smuggly.

"You asking for it Sarah? Coz I'd give it to you right now if you are." I say, my voice taut with tension.

Sarah grinds her butt back into me, sighing. The heat of her pussy through her tight shorts rubbing on my thigh.

"Yes Mike, I'm asking you to fuck me in the tractor."

"We can't do it here, I can't let your uncle catch us, but I know where we can go." I whisper into her ear. I gently push her up by her waist and slide out from under her.

"Stay here while I open the bale, won't be a sec." I say as I climb down from the cab, grabbing the knife as I go. I quickly strip the plastic off the bale into the wrap rubbish drum, leaving the netting for the paddock, then return back to the tractor. Stepping up the steps I see Sarah has pulled her tights off her legs, has both feet back in her red band boots up on the dash. Her body is slouched low, the steering wheel holding her legs apart, one hand up her T-shirt on her breast, the other down on her pussy.

"Sweetie, we can't drive like that." I say, as I return the knife to its makeshift holder on the front dash. I chuckle as I find her shorts jammed in beside it.

"I think we should try... you might like it." she says looking over at me with lust filled eyes.

I nudge her with my knee to get her to move. She pouts and stands up. As I slide onto the seat, she returns to sitting on my lap... except now her wet pussy is directly on my thigh. Deliciously warm.

"Such a naughty girl. Teasing the workers like this. What would your Uncle think?" I goaded her, whispering just behind her ear. Sarah puts the tractor in gear, reverses around and hitches up the trailer without my assistance. Then we're off, down the main track towards the back paddocks, following the one word directions from me. I know exactly where we're going... gonna teach this lass a lesson she'll never forget!

As we drive on, Sarahs half naked body bouncing on my lap works my cock out of the waistband that was holding it in place. It's now pushed back down into my shorts. My hands start to roam as she drives. Up her naked legs, feeling their smooth warm muscles with my rough calloused hands. I'm so aroused now, her bouncing, teasing form rearranging my shorts. My jocks useless; cock now erect out my shorts leg.

"I can feel this naughty girl needs a cock in her pussy... you need it huh?" I ask teasingly, as I move my hands up under her top. Her breasts bouncing into my hands within her bra. I scoop each breast out of the bra cups giving each one a decent grope as I do. Sarah groans and I realise the tractor is slowing down.

"Ah ah, Naughty Girl, keep on driving. We need to get down by the river in the back paddock first."

My cock is slowly edging towards her wet pussy like a homing beacon, it senses the nirvana awaiting between her dripping folds. Rubbing the tip over her nub, the lips sliding slippery on my shaft with each bounce of the tractor cab. Shit this is good! We travel along like this, me sliding around outside her pussy for 10 minutes, teasing her pussy opening. My hands up her top squeezing, groping and pinching her breasts and nipples.

"Take that open gate on the right sweetie. Follow the track around that stand of trees." I verbally direct her, my hands still too busy kneading at her breasts.

The track becomes exceptionally bumpy as we move through the paddock, I lift her by the waist, holding her pussy just out of reach of my cock, working hard to avoid penetration. Keeping her wanting.

Sarah pulls the tractor up to a stop between the stand of trees and the fast flowing, alpine river. She pushes back against my cock trying to push herself down onto my cock.

"Not yet, baby girl! You say you're here to learn, so I'm gonna teach you a thing or two." I inform her while I push her right up off my lap. Twisting, I grab some rope from behind my seat, the knife from its holder and climb out of the tractor. Glancing back up at her I laugh out loud. The pout on her face is comical. She thinks she can get what she wants, when she wants it huh.

Dropping the rope on the front weights of the tractor, I walk over to the willow trees on the river edge. Selecting 3 long branches and cutting them off with the knife in my hand, I start braiding them into a makeshift switch. I can sense her eyes on me, the heat in them scorching my skin.

As I finish braiding I realise the ends will need to be tied off somehow. I nick the bottom of my old, beer emblemed singlet with my knife, ripping it right around the hemline, giving me something to tie off the ends of the switch with. Using a small fraction of the material I tie the tip of my newly made switch tightly, knowing I'll probably have to retie it as we play. The handle end uses up the rest, wrapping it generously with what is left. I can't have it slipping in my hands when she learns how things go out here.

Looking up at her sitting on the tractor seat I see a glint in her eye. I think she could have done this before too... time for a chat.

"Tell me Sarah, how much do you know about impact play?" I ask, walking towards her with the switch in my hand.

"Enough. Let's just say my body knows what that's for and it's keen for a taster. But I'll have you know I'm better at giving than receiving." she says with a smirk.

Her comment stops me. Her eyes twinkling as she watches me process what she's saying. Dominant huh... this could be better than I expected. The fantasy of serving a mistress humming into life.

"You have your weapon of choice. Pass me your knife please," she says, jumping down off the tractor and walking over to me. I hold it out for her so the handle faces her with the blade away from my palm. She grips the handle and tries to draw it away from me, but I grip the blade in my fingers while she tugs lightly once. An evil little smirk lifts her cheek and she looks up into my eyes. We hold eye contact. I feel myself yield to her intensity as I slowly release my grip. She draws the back of the blade down the palm of my hand slowly. The tingling sensation travelling up my arm and rocketing down to my cock. Fuck, she's good!

Sarah walks over to a young wildling pine tree, her naked hips swinging in the sunshine. She moves around it once then selects a branch about 1m long. Lifting her booted foot she slams the heel of it down into the v of the branch and trunk. To my surprise it cracks open. With another well placed kick she has it off and uses my knife to quickly strip the pine needles from the length of the branch. She pauses at the tip of the branch, glancing up at me, snickering softly to herself. She purposely leaves the tip like a feather of needles dangling from the end. I'm in trouble here, she'll have me drooling at her feet soon.

I can feel my brain sparking, a tad alarmed. It had preconceived ideas about how this would go, but things are changing. My cock is still well into it, stuck on the idea of this lass over my tractor's front weights. The division between brain and cock starts to become unnerving as she walks towards me swishing her 'weapon of choice'.

"You or me first?" her tone controlled and assessing.

"I've never received anything from something like that, I'm not sure you'd get your turn being punished if I was yours first, hun."

"Stop with the hun and sweetie Mike, from here on in I am Miss or Ma'am to you. You are boy or laddie. I'll gift you a few strokes with that toy you made, then I'll give you what you deserve... and nothing more. Our safe word is Uncle." Spinning in her boots she walks over to the tractor, pulls off her top and bra, pushes the rope I had left there onto the ground, and lies over the tractor weights.

"Mmmm..." I groan, taking in the sight. Her butt is bright in the sun as I get my first good look at her well groomed pussy. Her lips are swollen and wet, her juices clinging to her trimmed, black pubic hair and pussy lips. Tanned legs with curved calves and thighs that I can grip handfuls of if I was on my knees, my mouth up between her legs. Fuck, I want to taste her. I want all of her.

I sidle up to her, suddenly unsure of myself. I'm so used to being the one in control, but that branch she has looks vicious.

"Only 3 times boy or you'll be punished." she instructs.

"Ma'am. I... I... um... would you like them cold or warmed up... a... a... and can I touch you in between, Ma'am?" When the hell did I take up stuttering! What is this woman doing to me?

"I suppose we should warm up today. You can caress the welts, but no touching my pussy laddie. You had your chance," she said over her shoulder.

"Ma'am, Yes Ma'am." responding automatically as I assess the flexibility of my 'weapon of choice', working out the distance I needed to be from her; not wanting the tip to wrap and rip at the delicious curves on her hips.

Moving off to the side I start by tapping it softly over her gorgeous arse cheeks. One side then the other and back again, ensuring as full as possible coverage. Stepping forward I caress them to soften and warm them up more. Returning to the side, I ready the braided willow branches across her butt, feeling them firm in my tight grip. Rechecking the distance and adjusting my stance again.

Tap, tap, tap, raise my arm up.

Crack!

"Ahhhhmmmmm..." She's up on her toes in her boots, her initial gasping 'ah' morphing into a guttural moan. I reach forward again, my hand attracted to the hot welt raising in front of my eyes. A straight line across the middle of both arse cheeks. Perfect. I caress them, moving the sting for her. She pushes back into the pressure, clearly enjoying my touch.

I step away, letting my eyes feast on her again. From the side I can see her breast squashed down onto the weights, her back with a slight up curve, striped butt in the air, her legs wide for stability. Relaxed and open to everything I'm giving to her.

Using the willow branches I find the next stripe location, about my fat thumb width above the last one.

"Ma'am, y.. you ready?" I ask eagerly

"Go on boy, stop dallying."

Tap, tap... tap, tap... tap, tap... raise my arm up,

Crack!

"Shhiiitt... you're evil with your pauses boy." Again, up on her tippy toes, quick stepping in her boots. My smile can't be contained as I get to grope her fine arse again, 'to help her pain'... yeah right! I can not wait to be sliding in her dripping pussy, taunting me well within reach.

After enjoying kneading each of her cheeks, I ask, "Ma'am, last one?"

"Boy, do it already!" she commands.

I grab the tip of the willow switch and ensure the tie is still secure, giving it an extra tug for assurance. Then line up the braid up below the first two.

Tap, tap, raise my arm up,

Crack!

"Ffffuuuuuccckk!! Her hands shoot back and grab her arse. Feet kicking, one of her boots falling off. I pause unsure what to do, her hands not letting me touch her to help. I sense she's starting to gain control as she rises to look at me. I glance up, seeing a flicker of something in her eyes that I can't work out, before I quickly look back at her boots.

"S... s... sorry Ma'am." I quietly voice

"Don't you embarrass yourself with an apology boy. My reaction doesn't mean it wasn't wanted. Now I get to have my fun." I can hear the smile in her commanding voice as she turns and walks to the river. I leave the willow branch on the weights on the tractor and follow her.

I stop in my tracks as she instructs over her shoulder. "Take your clothes off there laddie if you want them to stay dry."

Having removed my clothes as quickly as possible, I toss them on the tractor mudguard and jog to catch up. My cock hard and wobbling in the breeze. God, I love to play outdoors. The feeling of the sun and breeze increasing the sensitivity of my skin. I find Sarah with the pine branch in hand standing near the water's edge, gazing at its flow.

Stopping a step behind her, I wait for her instructions. The water bubbling over the rocks. The breeze in the trees. My awareness of our surroundings is increasing, along with my nerves. Shit, this isn't a good idea. How am I going to fair under her hand? And, this is the boss's niece. I'm fucked if he finds out!

"You're second guessing this aren't you? Wondering if you're man enough to deal with the repercussions; if he finds out; how you'd feel if you had to safeword and end this. So much to process, aye boy?" Sarah speaks just loud enough to hear her over the river.

"Ma'am, Yes Ma'am. My mind has kicked up a gear, showing me all my fears," I say, my honesty surprising me.

"I won't tell him. He knows nothing of my kink life and I'd prefer it stays that way, as I'm sure you would too. As for you safewording, you can use the traffic lights as well." She kindly offers.

Does she have doubts too? Fuck! I need to get back on track, or this opportunity will slip through my fingers. I focus my attention at her rounded calves as i say,

"I'm all in Sarah... oh, um... Ma'am, I'm sorry for my slip up Ma'am, but... um.. I am very keen to continue... Please, Ma'am, I won't tell him." My words reflecting my nerves perfectly.

"Well done lad, you decided what you want. Not worth all those nerves was it. Now go stand in the water, there, in that calm spot, and wait for me." Her voice now has that attractive edge of command back. Walking forward into the low alpine waters that are still cold enough to shock my system a bit. The water in the place she directed me to comes up to my knees, but the cold is quickly travelling upwards. I breathe deeply for a minute or two, trying to steady my responses.

Sarah moves so she's about 1.5metres away, swishing the tip of the branch in the water. Glancing up at her, I see her watching me, her assessing brown eyes working overtime.

"Splash the water up your thighs boy. Both the back and the front." her commanding voice calms my mind.

Lifting handfuls of water up onto my legs, letting it run down my thighs, the cold slightly stinging my skin. I want to curse but hold my tongue. Glancing up at her she gestures to me to go over to a large rock close by her. I sigh with relief as I wade to the large river boulder. It is surrounded with very small stones, the water only coming up to my ankles.

"Sit on the rock, your legs stretched out." Sarah instructs.

Placing my butt slowly down on the smoothed rock I feel its sun baked heat radiate into me, the contrast between the cold of my legs and the heat of the rock heightening my awareness of my legs even further.

"Lean back onto your arms." I follow her directive without a second thought. She has me, I am hers for this moment in time. I watch her as she finds her placement, checking her footing is sound in the rocks and gravel of the river bed.