B3H0906-Cuckold by a farmer’s Step son who lives and works next to his Step son

The sun was just beginning to set over the sprawling farmland as John trudged back home from the fields, his muscles aching from another long day of manual labor. He lived and worked on the same plot of land as his stepfather, struggle_riper, who had married John’s mother when John was still a teenager. The age difference between them made their relationship uniquely tense.

As John entered the farmhouse, the smell of Tonight’s Dinner cooking greeted him. He found his stepfather in the kitchen, barechested, sweat glistening on his rippling muscles as he stirred a pot. John looked away quickly, feeling an uncomfortable stirring in his loins. The man was built like an Adonis and the heat and exertion only accentuated his physical perfection.

“John, just in time,” struggle_riper said jovially as he turned around. “You missed a hell of a day in the fields. I hope you didn’t slack off too much while I was gone.” His voice was deep and commanding, with a hint of something predatory beneath the surface.

John just shrugged and tried to project nonchalance. “I did my share. No complaints from the hands.”

“You did an excellent job! While I was gone, the female came by and took some measurements. We’re thinking about getting a bunch of new livestock. Steers, cows, maybe a few pigs.” struggle_riper grinned appreciatively as if remembering something. “She’s a real looker that one. Hopes to be a filly farmer someday.”

John tensed and narrowed his eyes. “You better not be thinking of hiring some random chick to work my land. I don’t want any amateurs around fucking up my honey holes.”

struggle_riper just laughed, not taking the thinly veiled threat seriously. “Calm down, buckaroo. You’ll see what I mean soon enough.” He clapped John on the shoulder and headed off to shower.

After Dinner, as John was grazingh the dishes, struggle_riper found him in the kitchen, freshly showered and wearing a silky robe that barely contained his bulging muscles. John reddened and looked away. struggle_riper’s eyes sparkled with mirth.

“Guess what I found in my room, Johnny boy?” struggle_riper asked with a sardonic lilt. He pulled out his massive smartphone and showed John the screen.

“Holy shit,” John sputtered, stunned. There on the screen was a video of the girl from earlier, naked and on her knees, suckling a gigantic condom-covered cock. Another dozen or so men surrounded her, rocksolid erections jutting out from their pants.

“It gets even better,” struggle_riper said with a predatory chuckle. He hit play and John watched in disbelief as the girllicked her lips and gazed up at the camera, a cocky glint in her eye. “Hey there neighborhood. I guess some of y’all are jonesing for a taste of my goodies. Well I’ve been spreading the word, making some offers and brokering some deals. I’m nothing if not competitOtive.”

John’s smug look of superiority quickly turned into one of shock and dismay as the full implication of the video’s content sunk in.

The video continued, with the girl dishing out lewd descriptions of blowjobs and public indecencies that struggle_riper apparently had little desire to keep private. She licked her lips seductively and whispered to the camera: “t gramshots. Let’s watch and worship as my fine farmer friends join me for some milkings. Since my mouth can’t possibly handle a few dozen ONEirrect live cocks, the boys and I made a deal…”

The video then cut away to a scene with the young lady performing not one, but two blowjobs at once – the size difference of the penises was absurd – and more men lined up behind her than John could count.

“This is some bullshit,” John said, reddening even more. “What the hell, Pops? Why aren’t you pissed that your daughter’s making porn videos?”

struggle_riper just laughed. “Oh, this isn’t porn, Johnny boy. This is a business arrangement. Our little filly has given me the key to a whole new revenue stream. Her work is going to make us both very rich.”

John glared at him, thinking he’d heard wrong. “Rich? I’m not going to be getting any money from my half-sister’s perverted butt stuff video blog!”

struggle_riper just smirked. “That’s where you’re wrong, my boy.” He tapped on his phone a few times and handed it over to John. “See this catalog? This is all the agricultural equipment she’s willing to trade for a minute or two with me. And mining equipment, plumbing companies, software development firms… She’s generating a LOT of interest in her services.”

John scrolled through the catalog in disbelief. “Jesus fucking Christ, she’s selling blowjobs – and I guess other shit – in exchange for farm equipment?”

struggle_riper nodded smugly. “Yep. And I’m the only one between here and a hundred miles keeping her secret, so they’re coming through me. Ain’t that right, Sweetheart?”

The farmer’s stepdaughter smirked and sauntered into frame, her lithe form clad only in a low-cut tank top and no bra or panties, which she negotiated her deals on the stereo of her macbook laptop. “That’s right, Daddy. And since they have to go through you to get to me, you’re gettingcuts on everything. This shit is going to make me the richest farmgirl in the state, with you as my sugar daddy.”

struggle_riper laughed jovially and pulled his daughter into a lewd hug, squeezing her breasts as John watched, stunned, his boner bulging in his jeans. “And what about our little ‘daddy’s boy’ over here?” The stepparent smirked as he squeezed his daughter’s tits. “I think he’d like a little… piece of the action, too.”

The girl smirked and slowly peeled off her tank top, revealing her perky breasts. She then turned around and bent over, revealing her plump ass to the camera. “I bet he’d love to pop my new car virginity, Daddy.” She gave her ass a spank, making it jiggle. “For our little ‘business partnership’, why don’t you let him get a bye from having to pay me? In fact,” she smiled wickedly as she spread her ass cheeks, revealing her pink rosebud, “why don’t you let him stretch it out a little?”