A roosters call woke Maggie up bright and early. She was still groggy, not having had a good nights rest. Being homeschooled had it perks as much as its problems. The problem being how farm work always came before school work.
Each morning she would get up and feed the animals before starting her coursework with her mother. Today would be no different.
She rolled around in bed a little, savoring the comfort and warmth of her bed against the cold chill of the morning air. She slowly slid down her blanket, giving herself goosebumps as the cold air made contact with her skin.
Down the blanket went over her ample double D chest, constrained by nothing but a large tshirt. They jiggled around as she wormed herself out from beneath the blanket, free to move without the support of a bra.
Maggie stood up and stretched her arms high over her head to get out all the sleepiness still residing in her. She went to her dresser and grabbed some clothes and headed over to the bathroom to brush her teeth.
As she walked towards the bathroom each step she took made a small creaking sound in the floorboards. This old barn house always gave away where people were, it was anything but a quiet place between the creaks and groans as the house seemed to be perpetually settling in.
She opened the bathroom door and worked her way inside, careful to shut and lock the door behind her, with a click.
She went to pull her oversized tshirt off. As it slid up her body it caught on her breasts, causing them to rise up and then flop out of the shirt. The recoil giving them a bit of a bounce.
She was quite proud of her body. She had double D tits that seemed to be the envy of the other girls in town. No other girl around had much more than a B cup! Being 18 she normally would be thinking about college, but where she's from everyone just stayed with their families working on the farm once they got out of highschool.
Not like they had much other choice with the finances being how they are. Maggie had been saving up from a young age knowing this to be the case, but it never seemed like there was enough money to go around. Between David's care, the animals getting sick, basic needs, and such; her parents just couldn't help out.
Maggie then started to slid her panties down over her curvaceous waist, and ass. She had a perfect hourglass figure, in no small thanks to the farm work she was always doing which kept her fit.
Maggie didn't know, but she was quite the sight for sore eyes. Growing up in a Catholic household kept her pride in check but gave her a lot of shame and guilt about her body. She just ignored it, being a bit of a tomboy herself due to the method of upbringing on a farm and having to act as a stand-in son for her father due to David's accident a few years back.
Besides, her mother always told her what boys are after. "Just look at the stallions. All they do is try to root. Men think the same way so you need to treat them as such". Firm order....that was their farms motto.
The faucet water turned on, Maggie began to brush her teeth at the sink, letting the shower have time to warm up before she hopped in.
As she brushed her teeth she slid a strand of blonde hair out of her face. Her piercing blue eyes gazed back at her from the mirror. She finished brushing and quickly hopped into the shower she slowly began to wash her body, the steam from the hot shower helping to clear her mind of anything but the present moment.
She breathed in deeply, early morning, always the most peaceful time at the farm. She hopped into the shower. The rush of warm water cloaking her in what felt like a deep embrace.
She grabbed a washcloth and began to lather some soap into it. When the suds were just right she ran the washcloth over her face. Wiping away what sleepiness still remained in her. She then began to work her way down over her large breasts.
Soaping them each one by one. They moved and jiggled, covered in suds from the soap, slipping from her hands due to the size. She would certainly need two hands to get a decent hold on one breast.
The warm water cascaded down her body, when suddenly she began to think about what happened with David the other night. She felt "warm", something different from the warmth of the water.
She continued to work her way down her body. Lathering soap across her flat stomach, then down across her peach shaped bottom. However as she went to clean between her legs, she noticed the source of her warmth. There was a different wetness forming there. She started to feel hotter as she cleaned her pussy, more and more wetness forming.
Maggie took in a deep breath and yanked her hand away from her pussy, shocked by its tantalizing effect on her. "What was that" she quietly said to herself, still in awe from her little masturbation experiment. She quickly finished wiping down her legs and hopped out of the shower, still a little short of breath.
Maggie's mother never had any real talk with her about the more "feminine" aspects of life. Maggie pieced together some things, just from the dealings with the farm animals, but that still left a lot of intricacies she had yet to work out in her private life. With the nearest farm being about 3 miles away, unplanned visitors were rare, and making friends (let alone a boyfriend) was quite the challenge.
Maggie was lucky Caroline would stop by on occasion. It was her only friend outside of her loving family, and boy was it welcome. Maggie always felt so free when she got to see Caroline. Finally able to get out everything she really felt about her family.
It wasn't that she perceived family as overbearing, sure they were strict but that was how things were in her town. It wasn't that her family was unloving, they certainly loved her and David to pieces. Just some things Maggie needed to get off her chest with a confidante.
Maggie grabbed her sports bra, and put it on, followed by her panties which hugged her hips a little tightly. She held her shirt in her hands as she gazed at her body in the mirror, covered by nothing but her undergarments.
The years she spent on the farm kept her toned, however she was always acutely aware to let David handle the heavier things (even now after what had happened) so that she wouldn't end up too muscular. Her eyes traced up to her blonde hair, as she started to comb it out.
Most of the girls around here were more of a dirty blonde, but Maggie had gorgeous platinum blonde hair that really made her stand out in town. That, paired with her icy blue eyes, and plump lips, certainly made her a knock out. Funnily enough despite all of that, she had never even kissed a boy before.
She finished up getting dressed, wearing a tight pink shirt with overalls. As she left the bathroom she went to go wake up David as he normally would be up by now getting into some trouble.