Stealing A Farmer's Heart

Stealing A Farmer's Heart Part 10

Farmer was paralyzed as she stood at the side of her bed looking down at the beautiful, naked woman, inviting her to join her. Breathing shallowly, the opposite of what her heart was doing, she licked her lips and said, "I might need a little help."

Brynn quickly rose up on her knees in front of Farmer. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to rush you or put any kind of pressure on you." She shrugged as she fingered Farmer's shirt collar. "I just find myself wildly attracted to you, I guess I went too fast."

Farmer sensed Brynn was about to pull away, and without thinking, she grasped Brynn's naked hips that elicited an automatic primal groan as her eyes closed. "No," she rasped and cleared her throat. "You did nothing wrong." She finally opened her eyes but kept her hands firmly in place. "I only meant that it's been years since I was with anyone, so my moves will be rusty, is all."

A coy smile painted Brynn's face. "Oh." She popped open the top button on Farmer's shirt. "Well..." she slowly unbuttoned all of Farmer's buttons, "we'll go slow and..." she pulled the shirt out from Farmer's jeans, "slow." She dragged her nails across her abdomen then ran her palms up her torso, between her unrestrained small breasts and around her neck, making Farmer shiver. "Sound good?" Brynn squealed when Farmer grasped her buttocks, lifted her then slammed her down on the bed with Farmer crawling on top of her, capturing Brynn's mouth in a searing, deep kiss.

Farmer shut her brain off and just went with it. Deciding to just feel her way was much better than trying to analyse her every move. The feel of Brynn's naked body wrapped around her made her want to thrust inside. Still connected at the mouth, both women helped to remove Farmer's shirt. They rolled to their sides giving easier access to each other. Farmer wanted to take off her pants, but she didn't want to leave Brynn's mouth. Her thought was answered at the feel of Brynn tugging open her belt. Farmer left Brynn's sweet mouth to make fast work at removing her pants. That paralyzing fear cloaked her once again when she suddenly remembered she hadn't shaved her legs or maintained her bush. When she was getting ready for their date tonight, she didn't think her clothes would be coming off during or after the date. She paused and looked at Brynn with uncertainty.

"Farmer, what is it?" Brynn palmed Farmer's breast.

"Um, it's just, things are little wild down there." She cringed. "I didn't think this was going to happen, otherwise I would have groomed."

Brynn laughed then leaned in and kissed Farmer's cheek. "I don't care if you have a jungle growing down there or if it's bare land, all I want is you and everything that comes with you."

With those encouraging words, Farmer stripped out of the rest of her clothes then laid back letting Brynn take all of her in. More fear slithered inside when Brynn didn't make a move right away, and just when she was about to call it quits, Brynn lunged on top of her with a hard kiss. Farmer was quick to respond and found herself flipping them over. She pulled back and asked, "What do you like?"

"I've never been with a woman before. And with him, well, I just laid there and waited for it to end."

Farmer turned her head away and whispered, "Selfish pig." She put him out of her mind and refocused on Brynn. "I'm not like that. I know I'm inexperienced, but I'm not a selfish idiot, either. I want to pleasure you. All of you."

Brynn smiled and wrapped her hands at the back of Farmer's neck. "You are pleasuring me, and we haven't even gotten to the great stuff yet. Just do what feels natural." She kissed Farmer on the nose. "Is there anything you don't like?"

Farmer shook her head. "I honestly don't know. I guess we'll see." A devilish grin formed as she lowered her head to Brynn's, skating her lips over hers, tongues meeting in a dance. Bodies began undulating, mouths opened farther, and hands roamed freely over soft planes and enticing mounds. Dragging her lips and tongue down Brynn's throat and between her clavicle, she could smell a subtle musky scent permeating farther south on Brynn. Her nostrils flared as if she were a wild animal smelling their supper and she wanted to dive in. First, though, Farmer couldn't bypass the beautiful breasts that she was nuzzling at the moment. The moans and squirms from the body under hers, fueled her fire and boasted her ego as she took a nipple in her mouth. Ravishing Brynn's breasts was something she knew would never get old. Growing bolder, she squished them together then ran her tongue over both.

"Ooohh, Farmer, please fuck me," Brynn breathily begged.

That colourful plead went straight to Farmer's clit and she felt a surge of liquid seep out. "Jesus, you nearly made me come." Brynn's giggling vibrated against Farmer. She knew she had the green light, but to actually follow through on the most intimate act between two lovers had Farmer partially terrified. She feared she would hurt Brynn somehow or do it wrong and frighten the girl off. She steeled herself for rejection as she lowered her hand over Brynn's mound and let her fingers lightly touch the soft folds that were gloriously slippery.

"Yes-yes, more. Go inside," Brynn said as she arched her back, pressing her breasts against Farmer's.

Farmer did as she was told and slowly penetrated Brynn with one finger. At the feel of her warm, squishy walls wrapped around her like that nearly had Farmer coming undone. She stroked languidly, pulling out to just the tip then slowly re-entering her. Feeling Brynn was going to lose her mind if she didn't switch things up, Farmer added a second finger and was rewarded with a husky cry from the woman under her.

"Harder."

"I don't want to hurt you," Farmer said.

Brynn opened her eyes and said firmly, "Fuck me. Hard."

"Yes, ma'am." Farmer knew she had it in her to perform how Brynn was seeking her to perform. Farmer repositioned then did something she never thought she had the guts to do. She removed her soaked fingers and put them in Brynn's mouth, making her suck them clean. A feral glint entered Brynn's eyes as she cleaned off Farmer's fingers of her own juices, furthering Farmer's arousal. She knew she was going to have to change the sheets afterward. Pulling her fingers out quickly, she reared up on her knees and hovered over Brynn and without warning, she drove her fingers back inside and kept up a hard, quick rhythm. While her strong arm got a different kind of work-out than the ones it was used to, Farmer positioned herself over Brynn's thigh and began stroking her clit on it. Hard breaths and the wet sounds of Brynn's pussy being pounded was all that could be heard as sweat accumulated over both of their writhing bodies. Farmer felt the fleshy walls start to tighten around her fingers, and before she knew it, Brynn was throwing her head back and screaming out her orgasm, pushing Farmer's own orgasm to the edge. She squeezed her eyes shut and rode it out.

Collapsing next to Brynn on her stomach, she simply laid there trying to catch her breath. Once her heart evened out, she realized there was no noise in the room. She quickly turned her head and breathed a sigh of relief that Brynn hadn't run off.

Brynn was lying on her side, breasts squished together, hair a mess, and smiling. She reached out and stroked the back of Farmer's head. "I love this haircut on you. It enhances how handsome you really are."

Farmer turned to her side and kissed the palm that was just touching her. "Was all of that okay?"

Brynn snuggled up beside Farmer who wrapped an arm around her. "It was perfect." She glanced up and placed a kiss on Farmer's chin. "I can't wait to do it again."

Farmer smiled then waggled her eyebrows at Brynn. "Who said we had to wait?" Brynn squealed when Farmer flipped her onto her back and peppered her with kisses.