Group Sex Farm stay With Mother and Two Daughters

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I placed the tip of my cock in the entrance of her vagina. Her hands grasped the cheeks of my arse. She pulled me tightly to her. My tool slipped into her hot clutching depths. I fucked her gently, slowly, and deeply. Our tongues intertwined. Her wetly cunt clasped my cock.

I maintained a steady momentum. Simone climbed to her orgasm. She gasped, groaned; rocked her body against me; spasmed around me. I eased off the speed and force of my pistoning cock, just gently and slowly slid in and out of her depths.

As Simone returned to reality I briefly paused, lifted her thighs up around my buttocks, asked her to clasp her legs behind me. Now I fucked her harder than before. I plunged my tool hard and deep into her tight cunt. I held her face in my hands and tongue kissed her. My cock pumped in and out of her hot pussy.

My balls slapped against her arse. I talked dirty to her, told her how hot she was, how tight her cunt felt, urged her to fuck me hard. Again she climbed quickly to her pleasure heaven. Her body rocked against me as an enormous orgasm burst through her body. She wailed and screamed, shivered and shook. I slowed the pace; let her recover just a little.

Again I moved her legs, this time with knees bent up beside her breasts, my arms between her thighs and calves, hands on the bed on either side of her body to support myself, her arse and snatch tilted up at my tool. I fucked harder, faster, more roughly than before. I talked to her, urged her to fuck me hard, to think only about my cock as I plunged it in and out of her dripping cunt. Simone urged me to fuck her, told me she wanted to feel me cum.

The pressure pleasure built in my balls and belly. Simone’s nails clawed at my back. Her mouth sucked at my tongue, her cunt clenched at my cock. Perspiration drenched our bodies. She wailed her way to orgasm. I grunted and groaned, cried out in ecstasy, as the spunk pulsed and pumped out of my cock into the gaping depths of her hot tight cunt. Slowly, slowly we returned to reality on the bed, our bodies entwined, our kisses and caresses gentle.

We lay side by side on the bed and let our bodies cool. Cum dripped from my flaccid tool. Simone said she could feel cum running out of her, and loved it. She asked did I mind if she slept for a while in my bed. I reminded her that we should be concerned about her s****r. She said she’d be up before her. We slept.

Next day I was up very early, Simone still sound asleep in my bed. I checked Serena. She too still slept. I had a quick shower and shave, put on a T shirt and shorts; decided to do some of the household and farm chores; watered the small vegetable patch; fed the dogs and chooks; collected the eggs; fed a couple of pigs in a sty down behind the implement shed.

Back at the house I made a cooked breakfast with strong coffee, on trays, and woke each of the girls in turn. From each of them I received knowing looks and coy smiles, for different reasons of course.

They arranged that Serena, accompanied by myself, would do the paddock check. Grinning at us Simone told us to behave ourselves. Serena drove, I did the gates. She shyly thanked me for looking after her so well, and asked me not to tell her mother. I assured her it was our thing. We had an interesting happy few hours together, and worked hard too.

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Sunday afternoon was quiet and restful. Simone did some ironing. Serena and I had a siesta, separately. Early that evening Simone had a girlfriend invite her to accompany her to the local drive-in; Simone offered to include Serena and I, but we both declined; Serena to study, me to read. As she left Simone suggested we both be good, with a smirk. I wondered about that!

An hour or so later I had a shower, put on a pair of shorts and adjourned to the verandah with a nightcap. Apart from soft light spilling from Serena’s bedroom doorway the verandah was in darkness. I sat and relaxed. Serena’s security screen door slid back and she looked out along the verandah towards me. She said she heard me, was going to take a break from her books, and asked if I minded if she joined me. Of course not, and yes a drink would be nice.

When I returned from the kitchen the verandah was in complete darkness. As my eyes adjusted I saw Serena in a chair on the other side of the table opposite mine. I gave her the drink and we sat and talked. In the moonlight I became aware that she didn’t have too much on. She wore a white sheer thin strapped negligee that hardly covered her breasts, and certainly didn’t cover anything below her navel. And she was pantieless. My cock lurched in my shorts, but I overtly acted as if nothing was amiss.

Initially our conversation was desultory and aimless. Eventually though Serena raised the subject of my care of her the previous evening. I suggested she forget about it; but she insisted she had enjoyed my removal of her clothes, my drying her after the shower, my putting her to bed. She wondered why I hadn’t taken advantage of her, was it a problem with her physique.

So we had a brief dissertation on my values. But I assured her she was attractive, and told her that right now I felt she was trying to take advantage of me. She surprised me by forthrightly agreeing that this was her objective. Then she dropped the bombshell. She said she knew about my intimate relationship with her mother, that she had seen me massaging Jean as she walked along the verandah, that on her return she had seen us having sex; that she suspected that Simone and I were also up to mischief.

She felt it was unfair that she missed out on all the fun; that she was mature enough to know what she wanted. What could a man say in response to all that; not much. But I mused to myself about the ability of these women to keep such accurate tabs on each other. Simone’s previous subtle remarks took their complete perspective in my mind. I knew then that I could not beat these women at their game. So I, at that moment, chose to go along for the ride. It was time for action.

I put my drink down on the table, shed my shorts and jocks, stepped over to Serena, took the drink out of her hand and placed it on the table, told her to lean forward and lifted the negligee over her head, and dropped it with my clothes on the floor. I knelt on the floor in front of her chair.

My hands on each the cheeks of her backside pulled her forward on the chair. I placed a leg over each of my shoulders. Her soft downed pussy was exposed in the moonlight to my view. My tongue dipped into her snatch, and slid along her slit to the cleft of her behind and back again. Serena slipped further down the chair and raised her gash up to my mouth.

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My lips and nose nestled in her hair, my tongue found her little clitoris buried in the folds of her labia. My fingers parted her flesh petals. I swiped my tongue over her clit. She groaned. I moved my mouth over and through her sex she tasted sweet; she smelt good. I stabbed deeply into her vaginal opening with my tongue. Serena bucked her body at me, fucked my face. I now concentrated on her clitoris.

I sucked the bud into my mouth. I teased at it gently with my teeth. I tongue stroked it. Serena began to go crazy. She fucked my face, her hands gripped at my head. Her body climaxed. Nectar flowed from her cunt onto my lips, into my mouth.

I untangled myself from her legs and stood up. My hands reached for hers, and I pulled the shaky young woman to her feet. I placed her hands on the verandah railing, bent her forward at the waist so she rested her head on her hands, parted her legs in a wide stance, and moved behind her.

The moonlight glowed softly on the white flawless skin of her smooth back. I reached one hand between her legs and opened her wet gash wider. With the other hand I guided my hard throbbing cock inside her. The swollen knob rested in the orifice of her vagina. I reached a hand around her thighs to rest my fingers on her erect clitoris. My other hand grasped her breast, fingers gently tweaked at a nipple. With a small rock of my body my tool entered her cunt.

Serena thrust her arse and her snatch back at me as I fucked her slowly, steadily, firmly, and deeply. The muscles of her cunt snugly clasped my cock. She felt sensational. In a few minutes the sensations had built in her body to the point where she began to vocalize her fuck; yes, fuck me harder, fuck me deeper, fuck me faster; oh, yes. I obliged.

The heat radiated from her body. Slick moisture from her gash wet my fingers. Her breast bounced in my other hand, the nipple elongated in my fingertips. I drove my cock deep into her vagina, hard and fast like she wanted. Serena climaxed. She wailed her pleasure to the stars. Her muscles tensed, she arse ground back at me, her cunt spasmed around my shaft, squeezed my knob. She peaked. She shivered. I wrapped my arms around her, held her tight, until she ever so slowly began to relax from her sexual passion.

I eased my tool out of her. Quickly I cleared the table of ashtray and glasses. Serena said she needed to rest. I agreed, led her to the table, laid her down on it, her bottom on the edge, her feet just touched the floor. I lifted her legs vertically in the air, resting on my chest, an ankle on either side of my neck. With one hand I placed my still erect cock back where it belonged, in her wet slit, knob just penetrating the entrance of her love tunnel. With ease it slipped inside her. I leaned forward, rested my hands on either side of her body on the table, her legs stretched along the front of my body. This fuck was for me.

As before I started slowly enough but this time, let my own feelings of lust and desire dictate my pace. The situation soon got the better of me. I buried myself completely in her on each inward thrust. I withdrew until just the tip of my cock remained in her. My balls slapped against her arse as I thrust in again. The pleasure gradually steadily built inside me. I was out of control. I pounded into her. The pressure grew.

I cried out as I came. My tool pumped my spunk into her depths. Just as I intensely peaked Serena came too. She grunted, groaned gutturally, and uttered filth. I stood with shaking legs as she completed her climax, my tool buried in her depths. As we slowly slid down the other side of our twin peaks I moved her legs down on either side of my body. I leaned forward and kissed her lips. Stupendous she said. I had to agree.

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We tidied up the verandah, wiped down the table. Still nude we went inside. By mutual unspoken agreement we showered together, tenderly washing then drying each other. Time for bed, separately; not before I received a long warm hug and very long kiss goodnight. I was that tired I didn’t even hear Simone come back home
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Life on the farm went on. Jean rang Simone to see how things were, to say she’d be away a while longer. And phoned me to ask if I was still happy to stay on as a guest, if her girls were looking after me. Jean said she looked forward to our sixty-nine when she returned; so that was not forgotten. I changed my working hours, started at four in the morning and finished around midday, so I could help with chores around the farm. Serena’s attendance at TAFE allowed some flexibility too.

The two girls sexually seemed to work in rotation on me. While I never visited their rooms, one or the other climbed into my bed each night, and mixed up their daytime dalliance with me. While I soon knew who would come gliding through my bedroom door each evening, sex around the farm was at the whim of whichever one I shared the workload.

As the weather was warm to hot the swimming hole was a favorite location for both of them. Nudity or near nudity in and around the house was commonplace. Naturally I was very happy with the arrangements; my performance and staying power became extraordinary, and they benefited. I introduced them to as much variety as possible. A couple of incidents are worth relating.

One afternoon I worked in the implement shed a couple of hundred meters behind the house, checking lubricants, starting and running engines, generally tidying up. I wore a pair of shorts and work boots. Through a doorway I saw Serena move the sprinkler on the house lawn.

As I kicked over one of the tractors she looked towards the shed. Down the gravel road she walked, her arse swinging wickedly when she saw I was watching her. Happy and friendly as always we chatted about how our respective jobs were going. She hung about as I finished with the tractor.

She followed me as I wandered about the shed looking for the gear I needed to carry out a harmless act of perversion with her. I found an old carpenter’s trestle and placed it on the floor under a roof beam. In the tool room I found a coiled length of rope. I threw the rope up over the beam, so I had two ends of the rope available for my use.

I stood Serena in front of me under the beam. Slowly I undid the buttons on her khaki work shirt. I eased her arms out of the sleeves, pulled the tail out of her skimpy denim shorts, and dropped it on the floor. I looked at her lovely pert pink tipped breasts. Under my gaze her small nipples, surrounded by pink areolae, hardened. She ran her tongue over her lips.

I reached forward and undid her shorts. They dropped around her ankles. I gripped the waistband of her ***** panties, pulled them down until they joined her shorts. I bent down and had her step out of her clothing. With one end of the rope I loosely bound her wrists together. I helped her stand on the trestle, legs apart.

I pulled on the free end of the rope until her hands were upright over her head. I tied the other end of the rope around a wooden support out in front of her, to enhance her awareness of her bondage.

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Serena silently watched me as I walked around her admiring my handiwork and the musculature of her body. I stopped in front of her and slowly, teasingly took off my shorts. My semi hard cock sprung free, jutted out from my body, pointed at her. I stroked it while I contemplated her.

I moved behind her. Using just the tips of my fingers I reached up high on her back, trailed my fingers lightly over her skin, across her shoulder blades, softly and slowly down her spine. My fingers stroked slowly along the nerve endings in her firm buttocks, strayed across the rear of her slit, down the inside of her thighs, along the shapely calves of her long slim tapered legs. Her body shivered, her skin goose bumped.

I stood in front of her once more. She looked at my hard cock and me. My hands reached up and caressed her breasts, massaging them, teasing the tips of her nipples. My soft touching finger tips dances over her belly, through her light coloured soft wispy pubic hair; down the inside of one thing to an ankle, up the other legs from ankle to thigh. The tips of my fingers toyed with her slit, stroked between her legs, dabbed ever so lightly along the length of her peeking pouting pink labia.

Using the tips of two fingers I stroked deeper into her slit. Her sex flower opened, strings and beads of clear moisture covered the rich pink of her flesh. The fingertip of my other hand dabbed at her ***** budded clitoris. Serena groaned. Her leg muscles shook. I moved.

I sat on the trestle between her legs, my legs behind her, my face level with her snatch. Tilting my head back I dipped my tongue into the parted folds of her flesh. Her aroma filled my nostrils. My tongue worked all over her, stroking, sliding, dabbing; I slid it into the orifice of her vagina. I sucked her clit. She came. She cried out, her leg muscles quivered, her cunt spasmed. Clear gelatinous mucous flowed out of her over my face. She tasted wonderful.

Afraid she might topple I got up, undid the rope, stepped her down off the trestle, and removed her bonds. She hugged herself to me, still shivering. Serena spoke for the first time since we had begun; she’d never done anything like that before; it blew her away.

Serena stepped in front of the trestle, leaned forward and rested her hands on the timber, her breasts hanging erotically, legs parted, bum thrust out behind her, swollen slit open between her thighs, and looked back over her shoulder at me, a leering smile of invitation over her face. She looked irresistible. I answered her call.

My cock slid into the warm welcoming burrow of her cunt, my hands holding her ***** waist pulled her body to me as I plunged my thick shaft into her depths. Our fuck was ferocious, fast with lust and passion. We fucked each other like animals, Serena pushing her body back at me on each inward thrust deep into her hot tight cunt.

We did not last long. She began to shudder; and spunk coursed up my shaft and shot into her tunnel. We ground against each other as we orgasmed. My arms wrapped around her for mutual support, my legs weak with released stress. We stayed welded body to body for some time as we slowly recovered. Eventually I eased my diminishing cock out of her.

Serena stood up, turned and embraced me, and her kisses smothered my mouth. We let each other go. Cum ran down the inside of her legs. Sweat ran off our bodies. We gathered up our clothes and headed to the house for a shower, together.

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One evening I had cooked dinner and we shared a couple of my bottles of crisp white wine; all three of us were in excellent spirits. Towards the end of the meal I asked about our activities for the evening. No one was doing anything outside our usual routine of a midweek night at home.

I suggested to Simone and Serena they might like to watch, after we’d done our minor household chores and showered, an X rated movie that I’d borrowed from a bloke at work. They readily agreed, saying it would be a new experience for them to sit through something like that in their own home.

I mixed the three of us long icy cocktails. I wore a pair of bright satin boxer shorts for the occasion; Simone had a pretty but short nightie on, with skimpy white panties clearly visible; Serena wore a very wispy nightie through which all the details of her breasts could be seen, and no panties. Trust her! I sat in one of the recliner rockers, Serena in the other recliner, Simone on the settee.

The previews were mildly interesting. The feature story was about a young lady attending college in America, and the sexual mischief she got herself into with other girls and some hunky guys. The actresses had great bodies, huge tits, shaved pussies. The actors had big pecks and massive peckers. As the story line unfolded with one sex scene after another my attention was divided between watching the on screen action and the two young ladies beside me in the lounge room. It did not take long for them to get restless.

Simone suggested we were all overdressed for such a movie. She stood up and disrobed, flung her nightie and panties in a heap on the floor. Serena simply leaned forward and discarded her nightie. Come on they urged me, we want to see which scenes of the movie turn you on too. Off came my boxers. I leaned back in my chair.

Simone stretched out her legs, rested her feet on the coffee table. As the movie rolled on Simone now and then brushed a hand, apparently subtly, between her legs across her snatch. The younger Serena was not so subtle. In a scene where the principal character was on her back being fucked by one hunk with a massive tool while she attempted to suck another monster whose owner knelt beside her face, Serena lay back in her recliner chair, her face fixed on the screen, and began to masturbate.

One hand grasped at a nipple, her other hand strummed on her sex. Now that made my cock harden. It grew, rose, and lay up along my belly. Simone noticed that I watched Serena. She looked at Serena too, fascinated by her sister’s open display. The sight excited Simone. Her feet drifted apart on the table, her hand strayed between her legs, her fingers played up and down along her slit. I watched, fascinated.

The scene on the video changed. Two actresses took turns at oral sex with an actor. Simone knelt between legs in front of my chair. She licked the swollen plumb of my knob, tongued down the veined length of the shaft, around my shaved balls. Serena, still manipulating herself, sat up and watched her sister.

Simone sucked my tool into her mouth, not deep throat, but sensational nonetheless. The shaft glistened wetly with her saliva. My knob left her mouth with a plop. Simone told her sister that she was not used to this, her mouth ached, and to come and help her.

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Serena knelt beside her, took hold of my cock in her hand, sucked centimeters into her mouth. Enthusiasm made up for lack of finesse. The two girls shared my cock, sucking back and forth between them; and watched the screen action or the other sister’s efforts, while they rested.

It seemed like they competed with each other. The sensations built and took hold in my belly. I struggled to hold on, but them told them they would have to stop soon before I came all over them. The movie gave them their idea for our finale. Simone sucked me harder, deeper. The veins bulged along the length of my shaft.

My cock throbbed. Grunts and groans came from my throat. As I came Simone pulled her mouth away but continued to pump my shaft with her hand. White spunk shot out the end of my cock. It splattered over Simone’s face. She pointed my cock at Serena. Cum splashed over her tits. I sank back in the chair as I peaked.

Simone had cum dribbling down her face. White bubbles dribbled over my swollen knob. Serena leaned forward, took my cock in her hand, and licked the fluid from me. Shivered coursed through my body.

The sisters knelt back, looked at each other and laughed. Simone reached out for Serena and smothered my cum all over her titties. Serena touched her sister’s cum spattered face. She said she thought it might be good for her complexion.

Jean phoned her daughters to say she’d be home at last by the end of the week. When I arrived home from work on Friday evening Jean’s car was in the carport. She caught up on all the farm news from her daughters; they were lavish in their praise of my help. The girls and I looked after the meal that evening. Jean was tired after her long drive and went to bed early. Serena came to my room that evening and took care of me in her usual energetic fashion.

Saturday night both girls went out; Jean and I had the house to ourselves. After a very pleasant meal with wine we retired to her bedroom. She had obviously fantasized about our activities during her absence. Passion, enthusiasm and lust flowed through her body. It didn’t take her long to want to progress from kisses and caresses to try the sixty-nine I’d previously suggested
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I placed myself in the middle of the bed on my back. Jean knelt over me, her knees on either side of my shoulders, her pussy above my face, open, pink, moist, labia swollen, clit erect. My hands reached around her body, grasped the cheeks of her backside, pulled her down onto my mouth. Her hands gripped my hard tool.

I paused in my oral sex with her, felt her warm mouth engulf me, her tongue lathe and her teeth gently played my knob. She sucked my shaft into her throat. I concentrated on her parted pussy, breathed her musk sexual aroma into my nostrils, stroked over her clit, tongued into her vagina, mashed my face into her sex, soaked in her juices. We worked diligently at each other. I tried not to think about her mouth and my cock, concentrated instead on my mouth and her gash.

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Slowly but steadily her body responded to my efforts. Soon she orgasmed, ground her cunt over my mouth and nose. Her body shuddered. Jean came noisily, my cock temporarily forgotten. As she returned to the present she was a bit apologetic. It took some reassurance that all was well. We tried a repeat performance.

Jean worked hard at my cock, licked the shaft, sucked my balls, and bobbed her mouth up and down on my knob. It felt sensational. My concentration on her wet pussy surrounded by her now swollen fleshy cunt lips was less than before. Nonetheless she began her climb of her peak of pleasure. I too felt the pressure build in my body. I successfully strove to await her orgasm. She got there by seconds. Just as her body spasmed on my face my cock jerked and pulsed in her mouth.

When we finally lay side by side on the bed the results of my orgasm were evident. White streaks of my cum covered her face and neck. I kissed it from her. We lay relaxed in each other’s arms, and talked. As we heard the first car come home I went to my own room.

I continued my stay until my work task was complete. Not a day passed when one of the three women did not take care of me, and themselves. Eventually, reluctantly I departed; with a promise to return. I did too, frequently. My clients in that town received excellent personalized service, often. I stayed at the farm, always. Their hospitality continued at its usual exceptionally high standard.

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