June's turn
One of the little pleasures I got on my visit to their farm was the occasions I could hear Bill and June having sex at night. I hadn't actually witnessed them, but there had been times I could hear them in their bedroom at night with the sounds of the bed springs gently creaking along with the grunts, groans and verbalizations that go with fucking. Generally after listening to these sessions, I would enjoy a good beat off while my fertile mind tried to imagine what June looked like when getting plowed. A few days after I witnessed the encounter between Bill and Samuel in the barn (B & W and Bi in the Barn) I got an answer. Just not the way I would have expected.
Bill went into town once or twice a week to pick up needed supplies and attend auctions. A couple of times I went with him to break up the time spent on the farm. I had no idea what I had been missing.
On this day I decided not to go. Bill got up and left early. June sent me out with a list of things to do and then told me I could go swimming after I got finished. She told me that Samuel would be over later in the day to take over the chores. I had been out of the house for nearly an hour when I realized I didn't have the key to a storage shed I needed to get into. As I made my way back to the house I noticed Samuel's pickup truck parked near the house. I found the front door was closed (very unusual for summer days). My curiosity was suddenly aroused and I eased the door open quietly. After I stepped into the living room, I begin to hear sounds and voices coming from the direction of the bedrooms. I quietly made my way down the hall, past the master bedroom, and found the sounds were coming from a guest room. I could distinctly make out the familiar voice of June, even though she sounded out of breath and excited. Mostly what she was "saying" was grunts, groans and "oh... oh... yes... yes... don't stop...keep going..."
I peeked around the edge of the door and saw June bent over the side of the bed, facing away from me. Samuel was standing behind her, holding on to her hips and methodically moving his hips forward and back, driving his long cock into her. His low hanging, black ball sack was swaying with each thrust. "Oh yeah... uh huh... oh mama your shit is tight!"
June was grabbing at the bed covers and alternately burying her face and raising her head to shake it back and forth. "Oh God! You go so deep." You are hitting bottom!"
Samuel stopped and took a step back. "Turn over. I want to see those titties of your." I pulled back until I could barely see around the edge of the door as June rolled over on her back and raised her legs up. Her dark hair was a mess. Her tits appeared to be about 34c with large, hard, nipples. I caught a glimpse of the thick dark bush between legs and the gape of her pussy lips. Samuel crawled up on the bed on his knees and between her legs. She put her ankles on Samuel's shoulders as he placed his cock back inside her. As he slowly began his in and out movements, she gasped. Samuel said "Where's dat' boy at today? Don't need him coming in here." June replied "I gave him stuff to do down at the barn. He'll be gone for a couple of hours. I was SO annoyed when he didn't go into town today."
Samuel continued his thrusting and gradually picked up speed. "Mmmmmm... That boy don't understand that he is interfering with your quality fuck time."
Samuel leaned over and put his hands on the bed on either side of June. She reached up and began to rub her fingertips over his Samuel's nipples. "Well, we'll just have to make the best of the time we have." June placed her ankles behind Samuel's thighs and pulled him toward her. "Oh yeah. Now go faster. Yeah. That's it. Faster. Oh yeah... Oh yeah... oh yeah... "
