Sibling Sex On The Farm

[Author's Note: This is a prequel to the story of Lovey meeting Amber, Ava, and Parker and is entirely fictional]

Very few people know what it's like growing up on a farm anymore. Most people live in towns or cities - in apartments and row houses. Where I grew up, in rural Ohio, there are no neighborhoods or city streets. My family home sits on 400 acres of land. My closest neighbor - a long walk or a drive away.

Despite the isolation, I wouldn't trade my upbringing for the world. The loneliness led me to my older brother Jason, and into the most wonderful sexual experience I could have imagined.

My name is Lovey. Actually, that's my middle name, but everyone always called me Lovey, so it stuck. I'm a red head, well, auburn to be exact. I let my hair fall below my shoulders. It's a little wavy, and I like that. I have a kind face and a big smile. Some people tell me my blue eyes sparkle. I love my big breasts. Though I developed late, I quickly grew to a DD cup size in my late teens. I have a slender build, narrow waist, and am about 5'5".

I'm a pretty shy person mostly. I didn't even think about sex until I turned 18. You see a lot of procreation on the farm, but it always struck me as a 'circle of life' kind of thing. After 18, something clicked in me, and I started getting feelings, especially when with boys my age. There were strange sensations in my gut and crotch. I didn't understand them, but liked the pleasure signals my body was experiencing. My senior year of high school I had plenty of boys ask me out. I enjoyed flirting with them, but that was about it.

I could tell they were attracted to me. I'd see them glance down at my chest as I walked by. I even started wearing more revealing clothing - like low cut blouses - but had no idea what to do if a boy wanted to do anything with me. I was keenly aware of the feelings their looks created in me. One time, in a restroom stall, I noticed that my panties had a damp patch in the middle, and that my pussy lips were wet. I touched them and felt a jolt of pleasure.

At the time, I also started noticing my big brother, Jason.

Jason is two years older than me. At 20, he's my dad's main hand on the farm. We have other men who work for us, but my dad was grooming Jason to take over. Secretly, Jason admitted to me that he wasn't interested in the role. In fact, his dream was to live and work overseas, helping Africans grow better crops.

Since it was just the two of us kids, Jason and I spent a lot of time together. On the farm, there are always chores - feeding the chickens, cleaning up after the pigs, even tilling fields and harvesting the crops. We were busy from early morning, and then after school until dinnertime.

My special bond with Jason started partway through my senior year of high school. It was then that I really started noticing Jason as not just my brother, but a man - and a handsome man at that.

I'd watch him heft bales of hay, his arm muscles bulging as he threw them down. He's a blonde - takes after my mom, I guess. I started imagining what he would look like without clothes. I'd shake my head and laugh. Fantasizing about my brother? It was ridiculous to think we'd ever be anything more than brother and sister.

That started to change one fall day.

It was an unusually warm October. I was helping Jason move hay bales into the loft. Well, I was putting on the ropes from down below, and it was Jason who hauled them up by the winch and tossed them onto large piles.

After a while, he got all sweaty and pulled off his shirt. This was the first time I'd seen him without a shirt. His pecks stood out and accented a hairy blonde chest and muscular, flat stomach.

I started having those same feelings as when other boys ogled my breasts - that tingly feeling in my crotch. I found myself being attracted to him as more than just a brother.

"You must get a lot of attention from the girls at school," I said, coming up the stairs to the loft.

Jason eyed me suspiciously. "I get my fair share, I guess," he said, reaching for his shirt.

"It's okay," I said. "You don't have to put on your shirt on my account. I know it's hot."

Jason let the shirt fall back onto the bale where he'd laid it.

"Why do you ask?" he said, tossing the last of the bales into place.

"No reason," I said. "You're just a good-looking guy and I figured you'd have a lot of girlfriends by now."

Jason chuckled. "Who has time for a girlfriend when we're busy here morning noon and night?"

"So, no one?" I asked, sitting on a bale.

"I didn't say that," Jason said, sitting across the loft on another bale of hay. "But I don't have a girlfriend now, if that's what you're asking. And what about you? Don't you have a boyfriend?"

I shook my head. "Nope."

"That surprises me," Jason said. "You've grown into quite a beautiful woman."

As he said this, his eyes glanced down at my breasts just for a moment. It sent more pleasure into my crotch.

"You think so?" I said.

"Absolutely!" Jason said. "I've seen the way guys look at you and your, um, assets."

I glanced down at my chest.

"Yeah, okay? I've noticed too," Jason said, a little embarrassed. "Is that wrong?"

I looked up. "Not wrong at all, Jason. I'm glad you think I'm pretty."

"Well," Jason said, standing, "I guess we're finished here."

We spent the rest of that day getting things done around the barn, prepping for winter. The more time I spent with Jason, the more curious I got about him physically, and what experiences he might have had sexually.

As we put away some things in a toolroom that doubled as an extra crew sleeping quarters, I turned and faced him.

"Jason, I have a personal question for you - and I don't want you to get offended."

"Okay," Jason said slowly. "Shoot."

"How, um, experienced are you ... with girls I mean."

"Woah!" he said. "That's about as personal as it gets."

"I know," I said, looking down. "Sorry. Forget it."

"No," Jason said, touching my arm. "It's okay. You're getting curious about things like that. I understand."

"So ...?" I said, looking at his hand on my arm and then up into his face.

"So, yes," he said, letting go of my arm. "I have been with a girl ... or two."

"Really?" I said, my eyebrows rising and my crotch itching.

Jason nodded. "Does that surprise you?"

"No," I said. "Not at all, um, I can see why girls would want you."

I felt my face turn red and had a funny feeling in my chest - in my nipples to be exact. They suddenly felt very sensitive. I glanced down and saw that they were poking out from my shirt, making two little mounds.

I looked up and saw that Jason had noticed as well.

"Sorry," he said, looking away.

I wasn't sorry at all. "It's okay, really. I don't really know what's going on, but for some reason, it feels good for you to notice me."

"Well, you are my sister after all," Jason said. "I shouldn't be noticing things like your nipples getting hard."

For some reason his comment got me feeling even more tingly, and my nipples even more sensitive.

"I like it," I said. "Even if you're my brother. It makes me feel things."

"Revolted?" Jason said.

"Oh no," I said, laughing. "Good feelings. Very good."

Jason just stared at me.

"What's it like?" I asked, getting a little bolder.

"What's what like?" Jason asked, putting a tool on the shelf.

"When you're with a girl. When you make love."

"Oh!" Jason said. "Now we are getting even more personal. I assume you haven't ..."

I shook my head.

"Hmm," Jason said, taking a seat on one of the two beds along the wall.

"You don't have to tell me," I said, sitting on the other bed.

"It's pretty great," he said. "I mean, when you kiss it sends all kinds of pleasure sensations through your body - especially if you use your tongue."

I couldn't believe Jason was being so frank with me. I loved it!

"I wish I knew how that felt," I said, feeling very strange.

"I guess you need to kiss a guy, or girl for that matter, and find out."

I paused, a forbidden thought rolling around in my mind.

"Jason," I said.

"Huh?"

"You could help me find out."

"What?"

"I mean, what if

you

kissed me."

Jason's eyebrows shot up. "Kiss you? You're my sister."

"It's okay if you won't want to," I said. "I just figured you aren't just any random boy. I feel safe around you. And no one would know," I said, looking around.

We were totally alone and would be for some time before anyone went looking for us. Mom was in town and dad would be on the combine until sunset with the rest of the crew.

"You know this is wrong, yes?" he said, but without conviction.

"I guess I don't see it that way," I said. "I would love for you to kiss me, Jason. I don't care if you're my brother or not."

Jason sat still for a full minute, as if weighing what he should do. Then he got up and sat next to me on the bench, taking my hand in his.

"No one knows, right?" he said, looking into my eyes.

"Our secret," I said, tilting my head up and to the side.

Jason leaned over slightly, and our lips touched. It was a slight kiss, just lips at first. After a moment, he pulled away.

"How was that?" he asked, still so close to me.

"It was not enough," I said, leaning up and into his lips again.

This time we kissed a little more urgently. I felt him press his lips against mine. My mouth opened slightly, and I took the chance to flick my tongue out to touch his lips. As I did that, I felt the tip of his tongue touch mine.

It was like an electric shock of pleasure that traveled from my mouth right down to my crotch. His tongue felt warm and slippery, and I wanted more of it.

I reached up and grabbed the back of Jason's neck, pulling him closer. I pushed my tongue deep into his mouth and felt him respond and swirl his tongue around mine. I was so turned on that I felt my hips move back and forth in a wave-like motion - a totally new experience for me.

"Oh wow!" I said as we broke off. "Oh wow, oh wow!"

Jason chuckled. "Felt okay, huh?"

"I've never felt anything like that," I said. "It makes me feel itchy, down here," I said, motioning to my crotch.

"You're aroused," Jason said.

"I guess you are too," I said, looking at Jason's crotch, a bulge forming on his jeans.

Jason adjusted himself, pushing the bulge sideways. It appeared to grow as he did it.

"It's kind of a natural thing that happens. Like I said," Jason replied.

"Do I turn you on?" I asked, putting my hand on his leg.

"I think you know the answer to that," Jason said.

"Tell me what happens next ... when you're with a girl," I said.

Jason paused for a moment. "We touch other things, other parts."

"Like breasts?"

Jason nodded and glanced down at my chest. I looked down too and was surprised at how big my nipples had gotten.

"My nipples feel very sensitive right now. I really want you to touch them."

"But, Lovey," Jason said. "It's one thing to kiss each other but ... that's another level entirely."

"I know," I said. "I want to know what it feels like when a boy touches my nipple ... when

you

touch my nipple," I said, grasping his hand and moving it up to my chest.

As Jason's palm touched my nipple, I felt this ripple of pleasure move out from that breast down to my pussy.

"Oh!" I said. "Mm, that feels good."

Jason squeezed slightly, pushing his palm down to compress my breast and nipple.

My hips moved again. "Oh, Jason. Oh, mm!"

"I shouldn't be doing this," he said, but did not withdraw his hand.

"Please don't stop!" I said, pulling his other hand up to my chest and placing it on my other breast.

Jason stopped pushing in and used his thumb and index finger to squeeze both nipples at once. I took in a quick breath and my pelvis jerked up all on its own.

I felt such pleasure that I responded by moving up and placing my lips on Jason's again, sending my tongue back into his mouth.

"Oh my!" I gasped as we broke off.

I leaned back against the wall as Jason squeezed my nipples and pulled out on them. My hand was back on his leg, and I had an urge that I couldn't stop. I moved my hand to touch the bulge.

It felt hard and yet moved when I pushed on it.

"Oh, fuck!" Jason moaned, letting go of my nipples.

"Sorry!" I said.

"Don't be," Jason said, making no move to stop me.

He looked down as I grasped him with my fingers and squeezed.

"Hmm, that feels very very good," he said.

I could feel his erection strengthen and his penis grow under my hand. I was touching my brother's cock!

"What happens next?" I said, still massaging his dick.

"We kiss each other and use our tongues and mouths," he said.

"We already did that," I said.

"Not on lips," Jason said.

I paused for a moment. "Do you want to kiss other parts of me, Jason?"

"Only if you want me to," he said.

I responded by crossing my hands and grasping the hem of my t-shirt, lifting it over my head. I looked down at my bra and saw my nipples sticking straight out, pushing at the cups - tiny bits of moisture dampening the tips.

I wanted Jason to see me, all of me, so I reached behind my back and undid my bra, pulling it off my arms and letting it fall to the bed.

"Wow!" Jason said as he looked at my breasts, my ruddy areola surrounding swollen and red nipples.

He gingerly touched a nipple with his finger, sending a jolt of pleasure through my body.

"You have gorgeous breasts, Lovey," he said.

"Kiss them!" I said.

Jason looked in my eyes, then down at my breasts. He lowered his face and gently kissed a nipple.

"Oh!" I gasped.

I felt his mouth go over my nipple and his warm, wet tongue lick me. He sucked in on my nipple and pulled up, sending incredible feelings into my pussy, which I was sure was getting wet.

He used his other hand to knead my breast and squeeze my other nipple. I was getting lost in the feelings of the first person to see me - and kiss me.

I kneaded his cock over his pants, getting more urgent as my arousal built and built. He started pushing up with his pelvis as I pushed down, sliding my hand down the length of his shaft.

"I want to kiss you too," I said, caressing Jason's blonde locks. "Down there."

"I can't believe I'm doing this," Jason said as he stood and undid his belt and the button of his jeans.

I reached over and unzipped his pants, pulling them down to his knees. Jason's underwear bulged out and to the side. I touched the bulge through his underwear. Jason took in a breath. I tugged at the hem of his underwear and pulled them down. Jason's cock burst from the fabric and bounced slightly, standing straight out from his body.

"Wow!" I said. "I've never seen a hard penis, or any penis for that matter!"

"You can touch it," Jason said, moving my long hair out of the way.

I touched the head of his dick - it looked like a mushroom. It was squishy and soft.

"Hmm," Jason moaned.

I grasped his shaft with my hand and squeezed. It was very hard, but the skin was very soft.

"Pull your hand down to the base," Jason said.

I did as Jason asked. I felt his dick harden and lengthen as I moved my hand down its length.

"Yes!" Jason moaned.

I kept doing that and leaned over to kiss that soft head.

"Oh!" Jason said.

I flicked out with my tongue to touch and taste it. There was a little liquid coming off the small slit at the tip - it tasted sweet and watery.

"I've got to have your mouth on my dick, Lovey!" Jason said.

I opened my mouth and let the tip slip in. I felt the edges of the tip slide over my lips. I closed in on it and sucked.

"Mm!" Jason groaned. "More!"

I opened up again and put more of him in my mouth, licking and sucking on his big dick. I sucked in as I pulled it out, causing Jason to gasp.

"Oh!" he moaned.

I kept going. Sucking his dick was getting me even more aroused. I couldn't believe he was letting me do this!

"Better stop," Jason said. "I don't think I can last much longer!"

"What would happen?" I asked, coming off his cock.

"I'd shoot off a huge load of cum into your mouth!" Jason said.

"Mm," I said. "Maybe sometime?"

Jason smiled. "What are we doing here?"

"I'm feeling so good, Jason, I don't want to stop!"

"What do you want to do?" he asked, still staring at my hand grasping his throbbing dick.

"I'm so itchy down here," I said, looking at my crotch. "I want to touch myself. Actually, I want you to touch me."

I stood and kissed Jason. As we traded lips and tongues, I continued to squeeze his dick.

I broke off and undid my jeans, pulling them off.

"You're so wet," Jason said.

I looked down and saw my panties were soaked with juice.

"I know!" I said, tugging at the hem of my panties and pulling them off.

Jason took off his jeans and underwear, then pulled off his t-shirt. His naked body was so tantalizing. I wanted to taste all of him. But right now ...

"Kiss my pussy, Jason. Put your tongue on me. I want it so bad!"

I laid down on my back and pulled Jason's head to my crotch. He got up on the bed and I opened my legs to him. He ran his hands through my auburn bush, which was also soaking wet.

"Oh, oh!" I said as his touch felt like electricity going through me.

He lowered his finger and ran it across my labia. I bunch of clear liquid came off on his finger and I felt very strange and wonderful.

"My pussy," I exclaimed. "You're ... touching ... me."

"Does it feel good, Lovey?" Jason asked, his fingers moving up and down.

"Oh wow!" I said. "Soooo good!"

My hips started moving up and down as pleasure signals went all over my body. Jason moved closer and closer until his lips nearly touched me. I pulled his head in and felt his mouth and tongue on my pussy.

"Oh, oh, oh!" I moaned.

His tongue moved in and out, up and down, sucking and licking and swirling. My pelvis moved up and down and my head began to get fuzzy. I was going into another world of pleasure, Jason's tongue ushering me, urging me, sending me.

"Oh ... ah ... oh ... OH ... AH ... OH ... what's happening ... oh ... don't ... stop ... don't ... oh ... ah!"

Suddenly an explosion of pleasure ripped up from my pussy - traveling to the top of my head and down to my toes at the same time - washing back up and down again as wave after wave crashed over me.

My hips shot up and down on Jason's mouth. I felt a squirt of juice come out of me - and then another, and another. I was out of control, my body and pleasure the only things I was aware of.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh," I repeated over and over as the pleasure subsided but continued to come in smaller waves.

"You're first orgasm?" Jason said, coming off my pussy.

I nodded and dragged his head up to kiss me. I tasted my own juice for the first time. It was salty and tangy - and delicious. In that moment of ecstasy, all I could think of was the pleasure Jason had brought me.

"Thank you!" I gasped as we broke off.

"You really came!" Jason said, lying on the bed next to me.

"I want to feel that again!" I said. "I want more of you."

"More?" Jason said. "You don't mean ..."

"I do, Jason. I want to feel you inside me. I want you to move inside me. I want you to cum inside me!"

"But Lovey ... it's not safe," Jason said.

"It is. I'm on the pill. Have been for years. It's a girl thing. And right now, I'm so glad!"

I got up on one elbow. "Will you make love to me, Jason? Will you be my first?"

I reached down and felt his cock, still hard, still so inviting. I rubbed and stroked it.

"Please, Jason, please!"

"You know we can't go back once we do this, right?" Jason said, brushing some hair from my face.

"I don't want to go back, Jason, I want you!"

Jason kissed me gently, then climbed on top of me. "Okay, Lovey. I'll be really gentle, okay?"

"Will it hurt?" I asked, still holding his cock and moving it closer to my pussy lips.