Down on the farm with Johnny
Down on the farm takes on a whole new meaning.
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Lights were turned on in the Victorian farmhouse. Upstairs, Johnny Martin was sitting at his desk in his t-shirt and under shorts. His studying was done but he was thinking about college. He was ready to graduate and he was offered a Physics scholarship on the west coast, but that would take him away from the farm. Without him at home he was afraid his mom would lose the farm. After his parent's divorce, his mom was emotionally very fragile. The farm was one of the few stable things she could hang on to. But it wasn't just his mom. Johnny also loved the farm. He loved to see the fields turn green as the crops grew. He loved the sunset over the trees, even the winter blanket of snow.
His mother and father were to split the money from the sale of the crops every year, but Johnny ended up doing most of the farming. His mom had offered to buy out his father, but out of spite he demanded an outlandish price for his half.
So Johnny figured he had three problems: Keep his mom happy, keep the farm and get to college. The solution wasn't integral calculus; it was worse.
* * *
"Johnny get down here," his mom shouted."
Oh no he thought. It sounds like mom is really upset.
"Johnny, right now."
He headed downstairs and into the kitchen. His slender mom had just came home from her work at the bank. She was just a head shorter than his five eleven, and in her button down shirt and knee length skirt he thought she looked better than any girl in high school. Her hair was disheveled.
"The tellers at the bank; they told me. Robert married that slut. Why didn't you tell me?"
"Dad ran out a long time ago Mom. It shouldn't matter anymore."
" Well it matters to me," she said slamming a shot glass down - throwing amber droplets on the counter top.
This was serious because mom never drank.
"Stinking cocksucker"
She paused. "Actually it is kind of funny," she said with a strange look on her face.
"Oh Maggie he would beg. Please do me. You are so good. Please. Damn right I was good. Fat lot it did me after all."
John started to back away.
"Don't you believe me?" she accused her son.
"Come here."
She grabbed him by the front of his shorts and pushed him back against the kitchen table. Before he could react she pushed down his shorts revealing his privates. Reaching up she cradled his balls in her hand and started stroking his dick.
"Its been awhile since I've done this," She sighed.
He squirmed.
"Hold still unless you want me to really squeeze those balls."
As he shook his head no, she lowered her head and sucked in his dick. She slowly slid her lips up and down his shaft. He couldn't help himself and started to respond. Then she started to swirl her tongue around his dick. She kept on. This is so wrong, but it feels so good he thought. His body was betraying him. His muscles started tightening up. She looked up at him.
"Just let it go," she said.
He needed no more encouragement as spasms radiated from his groin throughout his body and he shot his load. With a full mouth, his mom got up, went to the sink, sipped some water and spat into it.
* * *
Johnny pulled up his shorts and headed for the stairs.
"Hold on there," his mom said. "Where do think you are going. Now you are out of here huh. Is it oh Maggie I'm sorry but I have work to do. I don't have time. Get back here you."
Johnny came back slowly. She pulled the chair from the table for him to sit in. Then she pulled down her panties and sat on the edge of the table. She grabbed him by the hair and pulled his head towards her pussy. Johnny saw that it was shaved clean.
"Mom, please."
"Just start kissing at first"
He started first on her thighs then started up.
"Very good. Just keep doing that."
After a few minutes.
"Now add a tongue. Keep going. Oh you are a fast learner."
She was moaning and squirming now.
"Don't stop now."
He traced and tasted her fleshy contours. He found her bud and circled it with the tip of his tongue. He grabbed her butt and buried his face in her crotch. Her whole body shook with the onslaught of her orgasm.
* * *
They both laid there him with his head between her legs. Finally getting up, he made it upstairs. His head was too rattled to read or surf the net so he just sat there staring out the window.
Close to bedtime there was a soft knock on the door. Mom walked in wearing her faded flannel nightgown.
"Come hold me tonight," she said.
This he didn't mind. He had spent too many nights listening to her cry in her room. Taking his hand she led him to her bedroom. Climbing in bed he pulled her back up to his chest. She reached around and pulled his hand to her breast. He felt the warmth of her soft body as he lay still. I will wait until she is asleep and go back to my own bed he thought.
The sun was lighting up the blinds. His mom was standing by the bed.
"Wake up John, I want you to go pee," said his mom.
He got up and went into the bathroom. His mom came in and tore off some toilet paper. After dabbing his dick she pulled up her nightgown and sat down on the toilet. She pulled him forward and put his dick into her mouth as she peed. John wanted her to stop, but at this point it seemed it was too late. She stood up, wiped herself and led him back into the bedroom. She undressed him and pushed him back on the bed. She got on the bed on her hands and knees and worked on his dick some more.
"I think we are ready," she said. She straddled him and lowered herself engulfing him with her pussy.
"Mom," he started to object.
Leaning forward she started riding him up and down.
"I have been thinking about this all night long and cannot hold out any longer."
After only a few strokes with her pussy, she gave out a scream and began to orgasm. She then laid on his chest enjoying the after glow.
She rose up.
"Now its your turn," she said. She started squeezing his member with her pussy while starring at him with her blue eyes. He put his hands on her nightgown covered breasts. He gently squeezed them.
"You loved those as a baby," she said pulling the nightgown over her head revealing her naked breasts.
He couldn't believe it. They were so inviting. He caressed their sides. He lifted them and felt their weight. He pushed them back and forth to watch them sway. Then he placed his palms over her aureoles and felt her erect nipples. She lowered her soft breasts to his chest and started to rock in earnest. It was all he needed and she came a second time when he did.
"You are now officially the man of the house and you are going to do your manly duty. "
They stayed still for a while, then she got up to get ready for work.
* * *
Two days later that Saturday afternoon, nothing more had happened. Johnny and his mom were sitting on the couch streaming a movie. He switched it off and turned to his mom.
"Mom, I can't ignore it, we have to talk about what we did and what are we going to do now."
"Johnny, I know most would not approve, but I can't go back. You have made me feel so much better, and wanted theses last few days. Sometime in the future things will be different. But for now let's not change. And it works both ways too. When you want to fool around just let me know."
Johnny stood up and took his mom by the hand. He pulled her soft body next to his and gave her a long kiss. She moaned softly. He led her by the hand into the kitchen. He bent her over the table and pulled up her short skirt. He pushed down her panties and fondled the soft cheeks of her ass.
He ran his hand up her leg and touched her pussy. She was already wet. He gently put his finger in her then pulled it out to taste her juices. He dropped his pants and realized he was also leaking. He pushed himself inside her and started pumping. Pulling out once so he would not go off too quickly, he inserted himself again. This time she was ready and came with abandon. He paused for a few moments for her to relax.
"Please go on," she said.
Needing no more encouragement he started again and released his full load. There is really no turning back now he thought. After that they had cleaned up and went back to the couch. They sat there with her head against his shoulder.
* * *
"Did you know Laurie at school?" she asked, "Tell me about her,".
Laurie was his dad's new wife and only two years older than Johnny. She was pretty much the high school slut who had slept with half the male class population.
Johnny did not want to tell his mom too much about Laurie because he actually felt sorry for his new step mom. He started to think back about when he met her. He was a junior and she was a senior. He would watch her practicing for soccer. She was quite a looker and a very good player. He liked watching her work out. Actually he liked watching all the girls working out. One day after practice as he was driving away drops of water started making streaks running down his dusty windshield. He saw Laurie walking down the side of the road. He slowed down and rolled down his side window.
"Do you need a ride?" He asked.
"No I'm all right." she replied.
"Don't ridiculous."
She looked at him harder and remembered seeing him watch the team work out.
"OK. Thank you."
Several times after that he would give her a lift. On the last time she invited him in.
It was a small house. They walked past a room with a man in it. Got another john he had said. It took Johnny a second to understand what the crude remark meant.
"Is that your dad? " he asked a little astonished.
"Step dad." she replied.
"He wasn't very nice." He said.
"I just ignore him. He is harmless although half the time he forgets to pick me up after practice . He doesn't hit me or anything."
John thought that was a very strange remark. He followed her into a bedroom that was cleaner and better organized than the rest of the house.
* * *
"This is my bedroom," she started taking off her clothes.
Before he could object she was totally naked. He couldn't believe it. She was perfect. Perky breasts, slim body and that movie star face. His own body was starting to react.
"Why are you doing this?" he had to ask.
She laid down on the bed and spread her legs. He was frozen looking at her.
"I'm supposed to because you gave me those rides."
"Who told you that you had to do this?"
"All those boys say that I should."
