Farm Girl update

At his touch, Cass clenched down and felt a disappointment there was nothing for her inner muscles to tighten on, not yet. Kon was running his cockhead up and down her tempting slit, feeling its wetness and the wetness on his own glans as it kept touching her womanhood. He felt sure she was nice and ready to be full of him.

He moved down until he was equally sure that his cock was perfectly placed to enter her. His hands went next, cupping Cass’s supple little buttocks and lifting them up to be fully in front of his manhood.

He felt the twitch of her little hole on his cockhead, like it was seeking to draw him in as much as his prick wanted to go into her. He slipped a hand lower, further down on her ass, and Cass shuddered involuntarily as two of his fingers felt at her anus and found it wet with the leaking arousal from her sex. Her mind was on fire with wanting his prick but her body refused to relax. She was stiff and tense all over.

He moved, a sort of slow-motion lunge, stroking her body with his and pulling at her ass so she felt every inch of it. Her body responded, but slowly, hesitantly, letting Kon know it wasn’t time yet to put it in.

He kept at it, letting her feel his warmth and his nearness, bunching his back muscles and digging his toes into the dirt floor to let her get a real taste of how he’d go into her once she was open to him.

But still she didn’t relax. His cock was hard and his muscles were all over her soft skin, making themselves felt, but her pussy still hadn’t gotten with the programming. Cass could feel her wetness flooding the lips of her sex and running down between her buttocks, but still she whinged away from Kon’s sexual motions.

Kon stopped, breathing hard and not from exertion. He went to his knees between her legs. Just down there was the delicious curving of her pubic mound, its juices glistening in the dim light. He lifted her thin blouse until that same light touched her small, mahogany-tipped breasts. Cass was embarrassed; she knew her breasts weren’t half the size of so many women Kon knew. On top of that she hadn’t been able to convince him to enter her—he’d shied away out of fear of hurting her. She pulled her blouse back down just as his mouth opened to devour a nipple.

“What’s the matter?” Kon asked.

“Nothing,” Cass said, sitting up.

Kon sat up with her. “You’re not mad, are you?”

Cass pulled her panties back on. “I’m not.”

“Well then, you don’t think I’m mad?”

Cass fell silent—she looked him in the eye. “I’m sorry.”

Kon gave her his winning smile. “I’m not mad. I’d just like you to do something else.”

“Something else?”

“Lift up your blouse and I’ll show you.”

Still flushed, but feeling a little less heat, Cass lifted up her blouse to display herself to Kon. He pumped on his hard cock with his own hand. The big red tip was like a ghost that appeared and disappeared, his hand offering it and never giving it.

Then he came, in great ropey spurts that shot in time with his stroking hand. Over and over again his cock jumped spasmodically, sending another blast of potent cum into Cass’s bare chest and belly.

Then his breathing eased and his smile returned as he flung the last remnants of his emission at Cass. It hit the ground between them.

“Oh wow,” Cass said, still enthralled, even by the simple sight of Kon’s cum glowing white-hot on the ground.