Elli, a Southern Daughter.
(Authors note: Characters portrayed in this story are adults)
I grew up on a farm in rural Alabama. Iām a petite five-foot, one-inch, fair-skinned strawberry blonde with emerald green eyes. My mom ran off a few years ago. I was a young, budding, innocent teen who helped on the farm and in the kitchen while my father and brothers did the heavy farm work. Iām Eighteen now, Last year Daddy made me quit school. He is old-fashioned. He says if people know how to read, write, and do math, they know everything they need to know to get by. He said I was needed in the house. Doing women's things.
It was tough; my father ruled the house with an iron hand. Growing up, I witnessed my brothers Jed and Jeffro receive Daddy's wrath at the end of his belt. Daddy never hit me, but I feared his bark. He was generally kind and gentle with me, but when I angered him once, he scared me half to death as he cursed and yelled just inches from my face. I swore he was going to whip me with his belt.
As luck had it, Jed interrupted Daddy with an equipment failure. They both left to tend to the problem. It was late spring, and the heat of the oncoming summer was letting itself known. I went out to collect the eggs.
As I walked about gathering eggs, sweat was running down my body. Already, in the early afternoon, my bra was wet with sweat, and my underwear was bunching up in my crotch.
The men had gone off to do their chores, so I walked to one of our secluded ponds. I liked this one the most. It was larger, cleaner, and fed by an artesian spring. It was still a little cold at this time of the year, but I was so warm and uncomfortable that I needed relief.
I stood for a few minutes and heard the tractors in the distance. Believing I was alone, I quickly took off my clothes and ran into the weather. Holy Mother of Christ, it was fucking cold! I quickly got out and shivered as the air swept across my nakedness. I sat down with my knees in front of my chest.
I sat like that for a while as the sun warmed me up. I looked down at the swell of my chest and my crinkled, tight, stone-hard nipples. Then, parting my legs, I looked at my sparsely-haired mound. My hair color and skin tone made my mound seem even more naked than that of dark-haired women.
I laid back in the soft, wispy grass, soaking up the sun's warm rays. I dozed off. I dreamt of Daddy spanking the boys. I dreamed of how the spanking gave the boys hard-ons. Subconsciously, I let my hand go to my vagina and rub my slit.
I always went back to that moment when I needed some release. There was another time I caught Jed masturbating in his bedroom with the door ajar. His hand was swiftly moving up and down the shaft of his cock. His breath was ragged, and he was gritting his teeth. He never knew I was frozen in place, watching him as his sperm squirted out of the end of his cock and splattered on his belly.
I stood there with my hand jammed in my shorts, pushing a finger into my aroused vagina. When Jed shot his load, I quickly went to my room before he caught me spying on him.
A few days later, I caught him spying on me in the shower and screamed bloody murder until Daddy rushed up the steps and beat the hell out of Jed. Jed rarely talked to me after that. I knew he was pissed off and hurt. He and Dad were often at odds after that.
One day shortly after that, Jed came up to me in the kitchen and whispered in a menacing tone, "I'll get even with you, bitch." I was alarmed and scared. I quickly spun around and said, "Bring it on, cock wanker."
I instantly regretted that. I played my hand and now had no secret over Jed. I spilled the beans. He now knows I spied on him. I turned towards the sink as he hissed, "You spying little bitch!"
I turned to yell at him, but he hurried out the door, and I had to get our supper ready. Later at dinner, Jed seemed to settle down as we all talked while eating. But I know Jed; he's very good at concealing his emotions. "Big boys don't cry."
A few days later, after my morning chores, I went to my secret spot by the pond, where I disrobed and fingered my itching vagina until I shivered in orgasm. I didn't know it, but Jed followed me. He stayed back, so I didn't see him. Jed knew where I was going. He had hidden in the bushes and jerked off while watching me stroke my twat.
After I was finished, I got up and went into the pond. The water was still cool but tolerable. I stayed in the pond for a few minutes and listened to the interstate sounds in the distance. I didn't hear Jed sneak into the clearing and take my clothes.
I was getting cold, so I got out. I panicked as I realized my clothes were missing. I looked around, and there was nothing to see. Where the fuck are my clothes, and who took them?
Then, it dawned on me. I yelled out. Okay, Jed, you can give me my clothes back now. You got back at me. Still quiet. I then said, "This isn't funny!" followed by, "I'll tell Dad, and he'll whip your ass."
Jed stepped out from behind a thick pine and said, "No, you won't." He'll beat your ass!"
He was right. I looked at him. Okay, I'm sorry. You had fun. Give me my clothes.
He reached down and unzipped his pants, then pulled out his cock. He looked me in the eyes and said, "Suck my cock, bitch."
I replied, "No!"
Then he said, "Okay, suit yourself, as he pulled up his pants, underwear, and zipper, then turned around and walked away.
I started crying and pleading. I pleaded with him to give me my clothes, but he continued to walk away.
I was terrified that he would leave me naked, so I blurted out, "Okay, I will."
He stopped and said, "You will what?"
I felt the heat of my embarrassing shame creep into my face as I said, "I'll suck your penis."
Jed laughed and said, "My cock, say it, you fucking bitch."
I felt defeated, as if there were no other choice. I replied, "I'll suck your cock."
He walked over and said, "Get on your knees, cunt."
I realized Jed was going to make this as degrading as he could. I choked back my tears as I got on my knees, naked and scared.
Then he said, "Pull down my zipper and free my cock."
I reached out embarrassedly with shaking hands and did as he asked. I wrapped my fingers around his cock and pulled it free. It was hot to the touch.
He looked down at me and said," Suck it, bitch!"
I moved closer as I opened my mouth and let his cock touch my tongue and lips. I thought, "I'll fucking get you."
Jed held the back of my head and guided me in and out as he hissed, "Yeah, bitch, suck my cock!"
Jed held my head and jammed his cock deep into my face as he shot his sperm into me. I was choking and sputtering, with his excess sperm escaping my mouth to run down my chin and drip off to land on my tit.