Move To Town

My name is Judy, I lived out on a farm with my parents, and I worked on the farm to help my dad out. It was a small farm and he couldn't afford to hire a hire hand, so, I would work long hours to try to keep him above water. But being out in the country, with no one around, and working those hot day, I would dress in rather skimpy clothes,

Now I'm five foot seven and I weigh one-hundred-twenty-two pounds, but I had a 38C chest. So, I did wear a bra some of the time but on those hot days I would go without. Plus, I love to wear short, short, jean shorts, which allowed me to have a pretty good tanned body.

The farm hit a bad time and we ended up selling it and moving to town, with my dad getting a factory job. working long hours. Since I'm used to working, I did my best to keep the lawn and house in good shape.

Then I started to have a problem, I would wear my outfits that I was used to wearing on the farm with no one around, but now I'm in town, and I was working outside in the hot weather, mowing and gardening, to help my dad out.

On the second day, the neighbor lady came over and introduced herself. Her name was Debbie and she was in her forties. She started out being nice and asking where we were from and all, so I told her about the farm.

But then she told me, "Honey, you're not on the farm anymore."

I just looked at her, "Yea, I know that."

"Well, in town you should not dress that way." I had on my short jean shorts and a blouse that I tied up like a halter top, but being a hot day, I didn't have a bra on.

"What's wrong with the way I'm dressed? I'm covered up and nothing's showing," but I kinda said it in a snappy reply, back to her.

"Well, my dear lady, those shorts are so short that you're almost coming out of them and the way you're wearing the top, and with NO BRA on, I think you are not dressed properly."

"What are you talking about, I'm covered, and really, no one can see me working in the yard!"

"Your neighbor's can see you out here and I think that outfit is a bit on the slutty side."

"Well, my fine lady, I don't care what you think, and if the neighbors want to complain they can stop by anytime."

She turned and stamped off to her house and that was when I noticed that her husband watching us. She also saw him, moving to him, she told him to go into the house.

Since she got me pissed off, and very mad, I started to dress even more revealingly and stopped wearing a bra at all. I also made sure she could see me and that there was some good cleavage showing too.

She would stop and stare at me and I would just smile, making sure she could see me. I could hear her muttering to herself and heard the word 'slut' come out of her mouth. She was pissing me off more, so I just kept getting the worst dressed I could, just to piss her off even more.

I did notice that her husband was keeping a close eye on me too. Maybe, that's what bothers her the most and she did catch him a few times, because I could hear her chewing him out.

Then a couple days later, it was in the nineties, and I dressed for the heat, while I was out mowing the lawn, but it was a hand mover and I was working up a sweat.

I was mowing close to her property when I noticed her husband standing there looking at me, and waving at me, so I shut the mower off and figured he wanted to yell at me too.

"Don't you think it's too hot out to mow today?"

"Well, it's hot out, but I like to keep it looking good."

"You are a hard-working young lady. When you get done you can come over and jump into the pool to cool off."

"Why thank you, but I don't think your wife would like that."

"Oh, she's at work and won't even know."

"Thanks, but I don't have a swim suit."

"You didn't swim out on your farm?"

"Yes, all the time, we had a pond."

"Then why no suit?"

Chuckling I said to him, "Well, we didn't have any neighbors around, so I didn't have to wear one."

He smiled big at me, "Well, you don't have to wear one here either, since the neighbors can't see you here either."

"Thanks, but I think you will wear one," and then I went back to mowing.

It was a couple of days later, and it was still damn hot out, I was out weeding and trimming the bushes, when he came walking out with a bag in his hand and walked up to me.

"It's pretty hot today and I know we have a problem, so I figured this will solve the problem," he said to me, as he handed me the bag. I opened it and was a bit surprised to find a tiny bikini in the bag.

He smiled at me, "Now you have a swim suit."

I shook my head at him, "It might be a swimsuit, but it's not much of one."

"Well, I'm sure it's more than what you wore out on the farm, and it will help with your tan." I went to hand it back to him but he turned and walked away, and I heard him yell back, "She's at work today and pool is open!"

I finished my chores and headed into the house, taking the bag with me. I took a shower to clean up and came back to my room naked to get dressed, but looking at the bag, I thought to myself, 'Oh, the hell with it!' and took it out to try it on. After I put it on, I looked in the mirror, and saw that the top was straining to keep my boobs covered, and, honestly, not much of them were covered anyway. Looking lower I could see that the bottoms just barely covered my pussy, which caused me to say to no one there, "Damn, if his wife saw this, she would be calling me a slut, again," which caused me to chuckle.

I looked out the window and didn't see him, but I still giggled to myself, as I thought, 'She would be really pissed to know I was in her pool with this on,' and then all the times she had called me a slut ran through my head.

"Fuck her," I decided as I headed out the door. I headed for the pool and slid in, 'Damn, it did feel good,' I thought to myself, as I swam around some. I was working hard to make sure I was still covered, but then I noticed him coming out in a pair of small swimsuits. I could tell he was well built by the bulge in them.

"I thought I would join you," he said, as he jumped in. He swam a bit and then stopped near me and said, "I noticed you in your new bikini and I think you wear it well."

"It doesn't hide a lot," I told him.

"It's not supposed to when you have a body like yours."

"Oh, so you like my body? You know your wife doesn't."

"She just jealous and I like it enough to buy you that bikini."

'Well, thank you, for both."

We started to swim around and play some, but every so often, I could feel him bump into me, hitting my butt, and once my boobs. I just shrugged it off as an accident and kept swimming. I noticed that it was starting to get a bit late and I knew she would be home soon. So, I jumped out, thanked him, and ran to my house.

He yelled after me, "Now that you know about the pool, you can come back anytime."

"Yes, I can swim with your wife."

"Maybe not, Girl."

The heat stayed with us and I found myself going back to swim, knowing it would piss her off.  But he didn't complain and always came out to join in. I didn't mind because he was fun, and maybe a bit too playful, but he was always fun to be around.

Then one day, he came out with a new swim suit on. It was quite small and his cock almost fell out. "New suit?" I asked him.

"Yea, the other one was getting too old."

"Right..."

He jumped in and started to swim around and fell back into being playful again. But it seemed that now his hand would catch my butt more often, than not, and he would even get a handful of my boobs, which make me stop and fix it in my top, more often now.

"You keep fixing that damn thing, why don't you just take it off, like back at the farm?"

"You wish I would do that."

"Damn right I would," he said with a chuckle and then added, "in fact, I will help you out of it."

"That's okay," I said to him.

It got a bit later and I got out and said to him, "I better go before she gets home."

He climbed out as well, and I couldn't help but see that his cock was a bit hard and almost out of his suit. It was looking pretty good to me.

"Oh, you don't have to worry about her, her company is having a business dinner that she has to go to, so she won't be home for a few hours. Let's go dry off and get something to drink," he said as he grabbed my hand, leading me into the house. I could tell by the way he held it, that he was saying, "You're coming with me!"

He led me around, showed me a bit of his house, and then he got us each a drink and sat on the couch talking. I took a sip of the drink and shrieked, "Damn, this is a bit strong!"

"Oh, you're a big girl and can handle it," he said with a wicked grin on his face. He kept chatting and joking around, and I realized that some of his jokes were on the sexual side, but I would just laugh at them anyway, so they got worse and dirtier.

I just kept drinking a bit faster and I couldn't help but notice that his cock was getting a bit bigger, with the dirtier jokes. He caught me a couple of times peaking at it, so he went out of his way to make sure I could see it.

Since I was drinking more, I was looking at it and realized it was making me a bit horny. "Your drink is gone," he said to me as he jumped up and took my glass. "I'll get you a new one."

He went to us new drinks, but I noticed the head of his cock was really poking out now, which caused me to shriek to myself, "Damn!"

As I sat there, I looked up and saw a picture of his wife and it looked as if she was staring at me. I smiled to myself, as I wondered what she would say if she knew I was sitting on her couch in this bikini and I was checking out her husband's cock?   "YOUR A FUCKING SLUT!" ran through my head, as I smiled to myself as I thought about his cock.

I look at her picture and silently said to it, "Fuck you, Bitch!" and then I reached up and took off the top, giggling to myself as I slipped off my bottoms. I was sitting on her couch naked and smiling at her picture.

He came back and his cock was still poking out, but when he saw me sitting there naked, he almost dropped the drinks.

Smiling at him I said, "I hope you don't mind, but my suit was still wet and didn't want the couch to get wet."

"My dear lady, I'm more than happy the couch is not getting wet," he said as he handed me my drink and smiled at me. He reached down and pulled off his suit and his cock sprang out. 'Damn, it's bigger than I thought, and it was pretty hard.'

"Your wife might not like you dressed like that if front of your slutty neighbor," I said with a wicked grin.

He smiled at me and said, "I've heard her say that a few times."

"So have I," I said with a chuckle.

He then reached out and took my hand, pulling me off the couch, "Maybe I should take my slutty neighbor to my wife's bedroom and see how slutty she can be."

"I might get pretty slutty."

"Let's hope so," he smiled at me as he led me off to his bedroom. When I entered, I saw that there was a big king size bed and their bedroom was very fancy. He gave me a small push to throw me on the bed, and then he reached out, pulling my legs some so he could peak at my pussy, "Damn, Girl, I've waited a long time to see that."

And then he asked me, "So, how slutty do you get, Girl?" as he rubbed my inner thigh.

"Well, being naked on her bed and her picture staring at me... hmm, this slut is going to get really slutty!"

"I was hoping you would say that," he said with a smile as he turned around and I saw he was playing with a remote. Then the tv in the room came on and I saw that, there on the screen, was me laying naked on her bed. He turned around looking at me as he stroked his cock. "Now we can see just how slutty you can get," and I could hear his voice on the tv.

"You're taping this?"

"Damn, fucking right, I am! I've waited a long time to get you here!"

'This may be a bit crazy."

"Well, my little slut, don't you want me to eat that pussy?"

"I'm not going to stop you," I said looking him straight in the eyes.

"Do you want me to fuck you on her bed?"

I smiled at him as I said, "That sounds like fun."

"Okay then, tell me what you want."

I smiled at him, "I want you to jump on this bed, eat my pussy, fuck me, really good, on her bed and turn me into your, little slut!"

"That what's I wanted to hear, Slut," he said as he slid on the bed, sliding his hand up to find my wet pussy, "Damn, my little slut seems pretty wet already."

"What did you think would happen with you teasing me all the time and flashing that cock at me?"

"What the fuck, Girl? You've been teasing me with your outfits for weeks, and I had to take care of myself, but now, you're going to take care of this," he told me as he waved his cock at me.

"Thats what I'm here for," I told him smiling.

"So, what are you going to do for me?"

"Well, if I'm the slut like your wife has been calling me, I guess I'm doing whatever you want."

"Good answer," he said as he pushed my legs wider apart and started to lick his way up my leg. Then he found my pussy and probed his tongue into me, "OH..."

"You like that?"

"YES!"

HeThen slipped his arms under my legs, pulling me up to his face and holding on to me. He started to lick and eat my pussy as I squirmed on his face. He held on to me, controlling my body, and having my ass almost bounce off the bed. I had never been eaten like this and it was driving me crazy. Then I was pushing on his face as he made me cum, and I mean cum. He just kept going to town on me and working on my clit. He continued to hold me and control my body.

I was about ready to cum again when he stopped and let me go. He raised her face up and I could see it was all covered with my pussy juice. "I think someone's ready to get fucked," he declared as he raised up some, so I could look down and see that his cock was rock hard and even some precum, was on the tip.

"So, you ready to get fucked?" he asked me.

"Yes," I whispered.

"Tell me that you want it, Slut."

I looked into his eyes and said, "Fuck me, now!"

He moved up and I felt him guide his cock to my pussy, as he slipped the head into me. He looked at me again and asked, "Are you ready to really get fucked, Bitch?"

"Yes," I moan.

"You're going to get fucked like the slut you are," and that's when I felt him slam hard into me, sinking a third of his cock into me, but he didn't waste any time, as he pulled back and slammed into me again.

All I could hear from the tv was me screaming, "Oh, damn!"

In about four slams, he was balls deep into me, but then he started to fuck me harder, pounding my body into the bed. "Wrap your legs around my ass, Bitch, so I can fuck you harder," he ordered me. So, I wrapped my legs around him and locked my ankles, as he kept fucking me long and hard.

When he pulled back out of my pussy, my ass would come off the bed as I held on. Then he would slam back hard into me, driving me into the bed. By continuing this, it didn't take long and I was cumming all over his cock, and he just kept pounding me harder into the bed.

Then he slammed hard, driving me deep into the bed, and screaming, "Take this, Slut!" and that's when I felt his cock explode in me. He kept pumping into me as he just kept pushing his cock harder into me. It took me over the top and I was cumming again.

I was moaning loudly as he leaned down, shoving his tongue down my throat, and I could taste my own pussy juice on his face. Then, he just fell on top of me and slowly rolled off, pulling his cock out, and I could feel my pussy leaking.

He laid on his back and his cock was semi-hard now. He looked at me and said, "I forgot to ask you, are you on birth control?"

"Yes, or I would've stopped you," I told him.

"Oh, you wouldn't have stopped me, but if you get off it, you're going to get fuck harder," he said with a chuckle.

"That's how girls get knocked up!"

"I know, and what do you think that bitchy wife of mine would say?"

"I think I would be dead."

"Naw, then I couldn't fuck you."

I reached up and wiped my face from his kiss, as he asked, "You tasting your pussy, Slut?"

"I guess I did."

"Well, get used to it," he told me as he grabbed my head, pushing it down to his cock, "You got some cleaning up to do and get it ready to fuck you!"

"You going to fuck me again?" I giggled.

"I guess you don't understand, once you spread those legs for me, you became my personal little, slutty, whore!"

"So now I'm a slutty whore?"

"You will be!" he said as he shoved my mouth down onto his soppy wet cock. I could taste myself, and his seed, as he forced his cock into my mouth. He held my head still as he fucked my face, "Suck it hard and clean it up, so I can fuck you again!"

As I sucked and licked his cock, I could feel it growing. Once it came back to life he pulled my head off, "I don't want you to blow it," but then he turned on the bed so his face was at the bottom. Looking at me, he ordered me, "Climb on top and ride it. I want to see your face on the tv as you ride it."

I slid around and over on top of him, as I looked up so I could see my face, but all I could see was him guiding his cock to my pussy, as I slowly lowered down on it. It wasn't long and it was buried in my pussy as I started to ride his cock.

He reached up grabbing my boobs, playing, and pulling, on them, as he said, "Ride it hard!"  I started to bounce on it harder as he touched my boobs and I looked up, watching myself bounce on his cock, and hearing myself moaning louder. He pinched and pulled on my nipples as I get louder.

As I fucked away, watching myself on the tv, I was thinking what would she say if she saw this movie, and I started to laugh. "She would probably think I was some fucking, slutty, whore," I said with a chuckle, as I started to cum all over his cock.