Sex on a farm with a willing blonde

Sunlight dappled the lush, green fields as the farmer’s youngest daughter, a stunning blonde beauty named Heidi, made her way through the barn. The warm smell of hay and cattle enveloped her as she hummed a cheerful tune, her plump rear swaying with each step in her short denim shorts.

Suddenly, Heidi heard a muffled moan coming from the hayloft above. Curious, she climbed the wooden ladder, her large, soft tits bouncing with each rung. Peering over the edge, she gasped at the sight before her.

There, in a bed of golden hay, lay two of the farmhands, both devilishly handsome men with chiseled ab muscles and tents in their overalls. vas, the eldest, ran his calloused hands over Frida’s plump behind, savoring the warmth of her fair skin. Frida arched her back, cooing as he squeezed the plush globes, wisps of straw catching in her corn-yellow hair.

“Wat the bloody hell are you pair doin’?” Heidi demanded, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment and unspeakable excitement. “You’re meant to be mucking out, not mucking about!”

Vas smirked up at her, his blue eyes twinkling mischievously. “And are you going to tattle on us, little sister? Or perhaps… join us instead?”

Frida bit her lip, eyeing the delectable treat before her. “Oh, I’d love a piece of this juicy pie myself,” she purred. Reaching out, she snapped the elastic of Heidi’s shorts, causing the plump girl to yelp and redden further.

“Oy! I’m not wearing nuttin’ a that sort!” Heidi huffed, but made no move to leave, instead unable to tear her gaze away from the lewd display before her. “Yer men, wot yah call yerself!”

Frida chuckled, a throaty, sexy sound. Rolling onto her back, she motioned Heidi over with a crooked finger. “Well, farm girl, are you gonna join us, or just stand there gawping like a simpleton?”

The temptation proved too much to resist. Heidi clambered up into the hayloft, shedding her skimpy top to reveal her large, pillowy breasts, nipples already stiff. She knelt on either side of Frida’s head, straddling it with her thick thighs and lowering her pert baps toward the awaiting woman’s face.

With a sensual moan, Frida captured one swollen nipple in her warm mouth, suckling greedily. Heidi cried out, throwing her head back in ecstasy as fingers made their way beneath her denim shorts to toy with her wet, needy slit.

Vas, meanwhile, shrugged off his overalls, unleashing his throbbing, veiny cock. It bobbed free, slapping wetly against his toned stomach, a bead of pre-cum glistening at the tip. He wasted no time in nestling between Frida’s long legs, engulfing her swollen clit in his hot, wet mouth.

Frida nearly bucked them off of her at the sensation, though her mouth never left Heidi’s bosom, twinning her tongue with the other woman in a sloppy, erotic kiss. Heidi ground her nethers against Frida’s face, the combined sensations of her pillowy breasts being worshipped and the skilled fingers pumping her fuzzy cooch sending her spiraling towards a crescendo.

Suddenly, with a primal roar, Vas buried his massive length deep within Frida’s sopping pussy, easing it through the restrictive ring of muscle. Frida screamed into the ample cleavage, the sudden girth unraveling her instantly.

They fucked like animals, Vas’s hips slamming against Frida’s plump rear, his balls slapping lewdly against her folds for each ferocious thrust. Heidi found herself rocking back and forth on Frida’s upturned face, the woman’s tongue lapping greedily at her swollen, throbbing pearl.

Wet, spluttering sounds of enjoyment escaped from all three lovers as they chased their own climax, the sticky sweet musk of aroused cooche filling the warm barn air. Heidi’s tits bounced like melons on treadmills, nearly slapping Frida in the face, twin cumslits leaking honey with each pump of Frida’s mouth.

Frida came first, with a strangled shriek, pussy clenching savagely around Vas’s thrusting cock. Her juice flooded out around his pistoning shaft, soaking her inner thighs and Vas’s heaving balls to a glistening sheen. The ripple of Frida’s orgasm sparked Heidi’s own coital apocalypse, thighs quaking like syphoning semantrons as a deluge of ambrosial nectar gushed out to drench her blonde lesbian lover.

Vas, not to be outdone, gripped Frida’s hips with bruising force, slamming in to the hilt one final time before unleashing torrent of thick spunk deep inside Frida’s battered pussy. Frida’s eyes rolled back, tongue lolling in ecstasy as Vas’s prodigious load filled her to the brim. She squirted again, the addition of Vas’s own cream triggering a second mini-climax.

They lay like that for several moments, heaving chests and quivering limbs basking in the afterglow. Nakeds bodies pressed close together, the trio of lovers tangled in a satiated, sweaty heap.

In the end, Heidi was the first to recover her senses, disentangling herself from the others to scamper down to the ground below. Gathering up her discarded clothing, she slipped away, the memory of those depraved pleasures seared into her brain, already yearning for more.

For now, she would let those two rut like rabbits, but she knew sooner or later, they would come back for another sample of her deliciously deviant pie.