Country Fun

I was in Wichita, Kansas on business a few summers ago, looking to close a deal for my company. This was my chance to prove my worth, as I had just started working there a month earlier and my boss told me this trip was beyond urgent. "The supplier in Wichita is the only one I trust," she said, "if you can't close a deal, don't bother coming in to work when you get back." With those words echoing in my head, I met with the supplier the day after I flew in. The meeting was promising, but I felt it didn't go anywhere, as the supplier said he would have to consider my boss's offer. I was to be in town for five days, in case the supplier had more questions, so I looked around on my drive back to the hotel.

I passed the gamut of restaurants, car shops, and retail stores, but also noticed a promising nightclub only a block from the hotel. Without much else to do, and still fretting how the deal with the supplier would go, I decided to go there that night to blow off some steam. After some McDonald's, I walked to the club and got online to be carded around 8 PM. Inside, I went to the bar and got a Moscow Mule, my go-to cocktail, to loosen up. With a Mule in my system, I started dancing when the DJ played "Club Can't Hold Me" by Flo Rida. I soon began looking for a girl to dance with, but the only ones I saw were taken. Defeated, I went back to the bar, took a seat, and waited for one of the bartenders to order another Mule.

That's when I heard a female voice next to me say: "Are you alone, too?" I looked over and saw a dark-haired girl in a black dress holding an empty glass. I said:

"Yeah, are you?" She replied she was and asked if she could buy me my next drink. I said sure and she took the seat next to me. Little did I know what would unfold over the next few hours... or the next few days. The bartender poured my next Moscow Mule and we got to talking.

She introduced herself: "I'm Nicole, but my friends call me 'Cole;' you can too." After our drinks were drunk, Nicole took me to the dance floor and we danced for as long as I can remember. By closing time, the ice between the two of us was broken and melted, and Nicole gave me her address out in the parking lot. "Why don't you come over tomorrow? I can show you around," she asked. After she confirmed she was serious, I said I'd be over around 9 AM the next morning. When the club closed, I walked back to the hotel and went to bed. I was awoken by my iPhone ringing. It was my boss, who told me some good news: the supplier accepted his bid and as a result, I could enjoy my remaining days in Wichita however I liked:

"I was your age once," she said, "and I know a thing or two about working hard, but playing harder, so enjoy yourself. The supplier has a daughter who could show you around town." I said okay and my boss hung up with me. Seeing the napkin with Nicole's address on the nightstand, I got ready to go visit her. Downstairs, I entered the address into the GPS of my rental car and headed on my way. The GPS Nicole lived about 45 miles away, so I settled in for a long drive. As that drive wore on, though, I couldn't help but notice I was heading further & further away from the city: one minute, I was looking at office buildings & stores: the next, I was seeing fields and farms.

After about 50 minutes on the road, the voice on the GPS told me: "You have arrived!" as I pulled up to a farmhouse with what looked like a barn and a stable attached. Wondering if this was Nicole's house, I looked at the name on the mailbox; it was: "Nicole Jackson." Fairly confident I was at the right place, I locked the car, went up to the front door, and knocked; to my relief, Nicole answered the door a moment later.

"Oh, welcome! I'm so glad you came," she said as she threw her arms around me. "Come on in, are you thirsty?"

"I am, what have you got?" I asked.

"Oh, the usual suspects - water, sodas, beer, wine." she replied, "I also just made a pitcher of iced tea," I said I'd have a glass of iced tea, Nicole said okay and went into the kitchen to get it. I looked around the living, seeing the usual family pictures as well as a piano. I asked Nicole if she played. She replied that she did and could play some songs later. She then returned with two glasses of iced tea, handed me one and we sat down on two armchairs to talk as we drank. "You in town for long?" she asked after a few questions.

"Only until Friday night," I told her, "I'm here on business. But my boss said the daughter of the supplier I talked with yesterday could show me around." Nicole then asked if the supplier in question worked at the company I was at yesterday; I was not prepared for what she had to say after I confirmed that. "Oh my God, you spoke with my daddy yesterday," she exclaimed, "he hasn't told me yet! But I'm glad I found you last night."

"Well, I sure am glad you found me, too," I replied. By now, the tea had been drunk and Nicole was eager to show me around.

"We can start here, then go around town in the following days," she suggested, putting on a pair of rubber boots. I said that was a good idea, so she led me out back and had me meet the four horses in the stable. They all seemed friendly, but Nicole did warn me not to startle them, especially "Thunder," the white horse. "He's a kicker, so be very careful around him," she said. After I had met the horses, she then took me to the barn to meet the rest of the animals. The barn was full of farm animals: six dairy cows, four sheep, nine chickens, and three goats, with two pigs in a mud bath outside. Nicole asked if I'd like to help her milk two of the cows, and I agreed.

We sat down beside one cow and began milking her. Nicole said I was a natural, despite me telling her I had seen a live cow, let alone milked one, before in my life. "Not bad for a city slicker," she said at one point. The bucket for the first cow was full within ten minutes, so she moved to the next one. The next cow, however, was proving hard to milk, so Nicole took over and just had me watch after my own failed attempts. She had success in milking the second cow and began leading me out of the barn. As we walked past the pigs, however, one of them slipped and fell into the mudbath, splashing some mud on Nicole's red & white dress and my clothes.

"Looks like we got some laundry to do," she said with a chuckle, "let's get back to the house. I'll fill the washbasin to wash our clothes." Back at the house, she began filling the basin with her garden hose told me to take off my muddy clothes as she unbuttoned her dress. I didn't know about stripping down to my underwear in front of Nicole, but then she took her dress off, revealing she was wearing panties with no bra underneath. "Don't mind my boobies," she said, "but I don't wear bras; they hurt. Anyway, go ahead and take your pants off so I can wash them."

"Are you sure, Cole?" I asked, but before I could say anything else, Nicole told me it was all fine and dandy:

"Hey, I feel comfortable in my undies around you," she said, "plus, we can work on our tans now." Feeling I had nothing to lose, I removed my phone & wallet from my pockets, took off my pants, and handed them to Nicole, who threw them into the full washbasin with her dress and began washing them. She sat on a milk crate to wash them and I sat on the patio next to her, self-conscious about being outside in only my drawers. After a while, our clothes were clean, so Nicole brought me to her clothesline where she hung them up. "They should be ready in an hour or so," she said. This made me nervous: what if Nicole's father - my company's new supplier - came home during that time?

I asked Nicole about this, told me it was unlikely. "My dad's house is way down the road. Only I live here with the animals." With my worries gone, I felt a little more relaxed and Nicole showed me around the rest of her farm. There was an outhouse beside the back door and a shed full of tools off to the side, about 15 feet away from the barn. The farm was flanked by woods on one side and nothing to the side I came down when I arrived; only a dusty road. Nicole then suggested we go through the woods. "Just stay close, you'll be fine," she told me, sensing my apprehension. We walked through the woods and arrived at a lake where a group of people was swimming.

Some of them recognized Nicole, calling out her name. "You know everyone here?" I asked her.

"Most of them," she replied, "everyone in this area loves to swim here. I'll introduce you to my friends, come on." She led to a group of four girls - two of them topless like Nicole - and introduced me to them. "This is Laura, Shelly, and the 'topless twins,' Louise and Nina." The girls all said it was nice to meet me and invited us for a swim. Nicole and I took off our shoes and plunged into the cool water with them. The lake was about 15 feet deep and not crystal clear, but clear enough to see the bottom. Laura and Nina asked Nicole where she met me. Nicole replied: "At the club last night, he's in town until Friday."

"Well, bring him to our daddy's saloon before he leaves," Nina and Louise said, "We'll have a ball!" Nicole and I agreed to be there the following night. All the while, I couldn't help but find myself looking at Nicole, Lousie, & Nina's boobs over and over again. Before I could think I got away with that, Louise said:

"I think he likes what he sees, Cole." Nicole knew what she meant and concurred:

"Can you blame him?" before telling me: "Go ahead, feel them. We're not like the uptight city girls." I asked if they were serious, to which Shelly said:

"Of course, we like getting out titties touched out here, so long as you're gentle."

"Well, when in Rome," I said as I began feeling up all the girls. I thought Nicole, Shelly, and Louise had the best feeling tits, but Nina's weren't bad either; I thought she had the best nipples, though. After about an hour at the lake, we all noticed our fingers were pruning up like mad, so we all got out and went home, but not before Shelly telling me and Nicole she would stop by for dinner tonight. On our way back to the farm, I noticed the water made Nicole's pink panties see-through; I could see her round ass perfectly. She soon found out when she looked down and also saw how wet my boxers were.

"It's alright, bud," she said, "I'll dry them off on the clothesline. Just take them off, no one's looking." Nervous about being naked in front of a girl I met less than 24 hours earlier, I didn't know if I should, but then Nicole took her panties off, revealing her naked body to me. "This help?" she asked, "we can wrap ourselves in some towels to dry off." Hearing that, I said okay and asked where the towels were. "Inside, I'll be right back," Nicole said. She then clipped her panties onto the clothesline and ran inside; I got to see her butt cheeks bouncing nicely then. She returned wrapped in a blue towel with a smaller one around her hair and carrying a red one for me. I wrapped myself in the red towel and removed my boxers underneath it.

With our undies drying away, Nicole noticed our clothes still had a way to go before they were dry. She invited me back inside to wait while we watched TV. In the living room, she fired up the TV and we took our seats on the couch. We settled on the show "Impractical Jokers" after some channel surfing and settled in. As the time wore on, Nicole took the towel off her head let her hair down and dry. A few moments later, though, she undid her body towel and lowered the top of it to expose her boobs again. Trying to be polite, I didn't say anything but looked at her rack out of the corner of my eye. After two episodes of "Impractical Jokers," we began watching "The Misery Index," Nicole leaned in close to me and I did so too, playing along.

A half-hour later, Nicole got up, letting the towel fall to the floor. Now completely exposed, she told me: "I'll be right back, bud. I just have to do a pee-pee," and walked to the bathroom, which was right across from the living room; the toilet in plain sight. She sat down on the toilet and peed audibly for about 30 seconds, sighing with relief as she wiped her pussy and flushed. While she was on the can, I put her towel back on the couch for her, so she thanked me for that when she got back. Instead of cover herself back up, though, she just sat back down next to me, still naked. "It feels good to pee that much," she said.

"I'm sure it is," I replied, "aren't you gonna put the towel back on?"

"Nah, that's alright," she told me, "take yours off too. We could run around naked as bears around her and not worry about being seen." I didn't know what to do now: I was still apprehensive but I had permission from Nicole to get naked. Deciding I had nothing to lose, I took my towel off and revealed myself to Nicole. "There you go," she said, "let's go check on the chickens." I followed her back outside, getting a better look at her ass, over to the chicken coupe. In there, Nicole and I fed the chickens and collected eggs from them. Once the eggs were inside, Nicole had a new suggestion: "Wanna go for a nudie hay roll?" she asked.

"How do we do that?" I asked.

"I'll show you, follow me," she replied. She led me to a tractor located behind the barn and we both got on. Nicole started the tractor and drove us to a section of the farm with hay bails and a huge haystack on once side. Once the tractor stopped, Nicole and I got off and she told me: "Basically, you and I run around here in the buff. We'll start by climbing the bails and then you'll look for me in the stack. After you catch me in there, we can have sex." This was unexpected, so I asked:

"Have sex? Are you serious, Cole?" Nicole said she was, explaining:

"I haven't gotten laid in a while now. Laura, Shelly, Nina, and Louise are always doing it with their boyfriends, so I gotta catch up. I mean, if it's okay with you. If not, I understand."

"What the hell? Let's play!" I declared and we started climbing the hay bails; Nicole demonstrated some acrobatics by hanging upside down from the top bail. At the top, she pointed out her father's farm, which was only visible by a plume of smoke on the horizon; coming from the chimney. Then she and I chased each other's nude beings around the hay until Nicole disappeared into the stack. I went in after her, getting hay needles in my urethra a few times, and felt around. After what seemed like an eternity, I felt what I thought was human skin.

"Oh, you got me," I heard Nicole say, "Don't let go, just move with me." I did as she said, and we then stepped out into the sunlight. That's where I saw I was gripping Nicole's ass; it felt so good. She thanked me for telling her so and then said: "Okay, time for sex."

"Okay," I said, but then I remembered the condoms I bought on the way were back at the house, still in the pocket of my drying pants. I told Nicole that, but she said I had nothing to worry about.

"I'm clean of STDs and I was born without eggs, so you can't get me pregnant. We can just raw dawg!" She then took me to a soft hay bail, laid down on it, and had me get on top of her, saying: "Go ahead, bud, slip it in." I did so, as I was hard by now, and we began banging. I lost track of time after we started, but what I do remember was how great Nicole's pussy felt. After some time, I had to cum, so I quickly pulled out of her and ejaculated all over Nicole's tits & stomach. "Wow, good idea," she told me.

"What idea?" I asked.

"You're not a dummy because you came on my tummy," she replied, "I wouldn't have thought of that." After I came, Nicole sat up, had we sit next to her, and we admired the scenery. Nicole then kissed my cheek, telling me how great I was: "You cock felt great inside my pussy." She then jumped down and had me spread my legs: "Let me clean you up, I'll wash off back at the house." With my legs spread, she licked and sucked on my cock until all my cum was cleaned: "Mmm, you taste so sweet," Nicole said as we walked back to the tractor, "I'll have to have seconds of that if you don't mind."

"I certainly wouldn't mind, Cole, but maybe at another time," I said. Nicole said that was fine & dandy and we rode the tractor back to the farmhouse. We checked on our clothes, which were finally dry, brought them inside, and Nicole said she would take a bath to wash my semen off her body.

"You wanna wash up, too? Come on, you can join me," she said. I said okay and she led me upstairs to the master bathroom. Nicole started filling the bathtub and had me smell the soap we were gonna use: "It's homemade by my mama," she said, "completely natural." I thought it smelled nice and couldn't wait to wash up in it. We stepped into the tub after it was full and I was surprised at how tight a fit it was - Nicole was practically in my lap - but it was great to be so close to a cute girl in a bathtub. She then had me scrub her boobs & tummy down, before moving to her back, ass, and pussy. Once Nicole was thoroughly scrubbed, she scrubbed me down, taking special care on my cock; we then rinsed off.

Once we were all clean, Nicole drained the tub and we dried off in the bathroom, before getting dressed in our clean, dry clothes. It was about three in the afternoon now, and I felt I should be going, but Nicole insisted I stay with her for the rest of my time in town. "I know you, and I trust you, so why stay at a hotel, when you can stay with me?" I said okay, feeling it would be rude if I denied her invitation, but thought I should get my things and check out of the hotel. Nicole said we could go to another club that night with her friends, so I could get my things before we went out to the club. That was a good idea, so she an I settled down for the rest of the afternoon, planning to go out for 6 PM.

Nicole called Shelly, Laura, Nina, and Louise, telling them to meet us at the club around 7:15 PM with their boyfriends; all the girls agreed. She then poured two more glasses of iced tea that we sipped as we watched more TV. The next thing I knew, 6 rolled around, so Nicole put on a nicer dress and we got into my rental car to head out. We got back into downtown Wichita around 6:45, giving me enough time to get my stuff and check out of the hotel. We then went to the club, where the girls introduced me to their boyfriends in the parking lot. I thought I got a bit of a bad vibe from Laura's boyfriend, Billy, but that subsided when he put his arm around me as we got online to get carded.

Once inside, Billy and Nina's boyfriend, Chuck, said they would get a table for bottle service: "You guys go show him around," Billy said, "we'll be ready shortly." With that, Nicole and the others showed me around the new club, which was even more impressive than the one Nicole and I met at the previous night. It was two levels like the first club, but the upstairs was lined with bottle service tables and a dedicated bar. If last night's club was a 10 on my scale, this one would be at least a 15; possibly even a 20. After a few moments, Laura received a text from Billy, saying out table was ready and to come up ASAP; we did so without hesitation.

At the table, I took in the sight of the dance floor and lower bar from the balcony. We sat down and Billy handed me my first of what would be a few Moscow Mules for the night. We then chatted for some time and I got to know everyone quite well, while they got to know me. After some time, I had to pee, so Louise's boyfriend, Skip, led me to the men's room. "Watch for Wiley Riley," Billy said as we left. When I asked Skip how "Wiley Riley" was, he explained:

"Oh, she's the wildest girl where we live. She comes to this club all the time and punks the guys by using the men's room. She uses a drilled-out dildo to pee standing up. But if you encounter her, just say you're with Cole; she'll understand." In the men's room, Skip and I pissed and were washing our hands when someone with short dark hair tucked under a baseball cap walked in and stood in front of the urinal I used. "That's here, bub," Skip whispered, "Wiley Riley. Meet me outside as soon as you can." Before I could, though, Riley covered my eyes and said in a deep voice: