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The Farmhouse
By: ThongLover (© 2022 - ThongLover)
(Incest, Mf, Mm, MmF, Mf)
The air was warm and smelled of freshly harvested grain as it sailed through the open window of Tom Reynold's car. It was a smell he was quite familiar with--a smell that brought back memories of his days growing up on a farm. It reminded him of his carefree childhood and long summer days with his friends.
But Tom was a long way from his childhood. He was 48 and divorced, working for a company that was now sending him to a weekend sales seminar in Wichita. It was only about a hundred miles away so rather than fly there, he was in a company car headed for the big city. He decided to take a more rural route, in part because he had the time, but also because he wanted to avoid the crowded freeway and the anxiety that came with it. But mostly he enjoyed the scenery of wide open fields and pastures full of livestock.
He often regretted his decision to leave his parents' farm after high school to pursue a college degree in business. At the time he was more interested in earning money and living in the city, and felt that the farm just didn't hold the excitement of a high-paying career. He was also torn between staying on the farm and risking the bigoted attitudes of his family and neighbors, and venturing out to pursue new relationships where people were more tolerant of his interest in both women and men.
But circumstances being what they were, he seemed to flounder between relationships throughout college. After graduating, he landed a position with a large farm equipment manufacturer. It was there that he met Tracy, a fun-loving, dark-haired beauty that lit up his world. They shared many interests, and he soon found himself engaged to be married. They shared everything with each other and he even told her of his bisexual interests. Even though she seemed okay with it, this eventually led to their divorce about six years later.
He recognized Tracy's growing jealousy as their marriage progressed even though he never gave her a reason to be jealous. In fact, he went out of his way to avoid any appearance of interest in other women. Truthfully, he really had none. Tracy's friends were simply not his type, nor were any of his female co-workers.
Tracy's jealousy, he learned, stemmed from her previous relationship hangups that had continued to fester throughout their marriage and only seemed to get worse. Then one weekend, an old high school buddy of Tom's came to town and reignited dormant feelings within him. Tracy had seen them share a kiss outside by the pool, their swim trunks clearly revealing their arousal.
No amount of explanation on Tom's part could convince his wife that his life-long bisexuality was a threat to their marriage. She filed for divorce and left the state. He was thankful they never had children. That would have complicated things even more.
After Tracy there had been other relationships, with both men and women, but nothing really long-term or worth serious commitments. And now as he was approaching 50, he had made peace with the fact that he would probably never get married again.
The sound of a serious mechanical failure, and the sudden appearance of smoke bellowing from underneath the hood interrupted Tom's reminiscent thoughts. He guided the car to the side of the road and turned the ignition off. He reached for his cellphone and tried calling his office, but the signal was very weak and the call kept disconnecting.
He looked around for any signs of civilization and spotted a farmhouse about half a mile down and a good hundred yards from the road. Not wanting to walk the distance, Tom decided to wait and flag down a passing car. But the traffic that day was incredibly sparse, and the occasional car that passed by simply ignored his attempts to get their attention.
Having no other choice, Tom set out on foot for the farmhouse. He was glad that he had decided to wear shorts and a T-shirt for the trip as he walked along under the hot mid-day sun. Although he was trim and made it a point to work out several times a week, the heat and humidity had a way of wearing a person down.
Thirty minutes later Tom found himself standing on the front porch of the farmhouse. It looked very much like the farmhouse he grew up in. Knocking on the door, Tom half expected to see his parents or his siblings come rushing out. What he didn't expect to see was the sight that greeted him. Answering the door was a woman who he guessed was in her 30's, about 5 ½ feet tall, with short red hair and deep green eyes. And she was completely naked. He was suddenly at a loss for words, due to the fact that his jaw was now on the floor.
"Uh," he finally managed to stammer, clearing the shock out of his throat. "Um, I'm sorry to bother you, but, uh, I had some car trouble and I can't seem to get any, uh, stable cellphone connection."
He fought to keep eye contact with the naked woman. She just smiled back at him.
"Do you mind if I, uh, use your phone to call a tow truck? My name is Tom, by the way," he said, extending his hand.
The woman's green eyes sparkled as they roamed down Tom's body then back up to his face. She reached out and shook his hand.
"Hi, Tom. I'm Mary," she replied, giving him an even bigger smile now. "Sure, you can use our phone. Come on in."
Hesitating slightly, Tom walked through the front door and stood in the entryway. He shifted his weight from side to side, trying to focus his eyes anywhere except on Mary's nude body.
"That's very kind of you. Thanks." he said.
After closing the door, Mary indicated for him to follow her. As he walked behind her he couldn't help but notice Mary's exquisite form. She appeared tan all over with no visible lines. Her petite frame gave way to just the right amount of curves, and she had a perfectly shaped ass. This was the point at which Tom was regretting his choice of going commando under his shorts, the reason now becoming obvious.
Mary led Tom into the kitchen and pointed to the phone on the wall. "You're welcome to make any calls you want. The phone book is there on the counter."
"Thank you," Tom replied. "I'm sure it won't take long."
Tom thumbed through the directory for a towing service. He made an effort to position his body so that Mary wouldn't see the tent rapidly forming in his shorts. He noticed that she was in the middle of making a meal and wondered if there was anyone else around.
As he was in the middle of a call, he heard the back door open along with the sound of children's voices. He glanced over to see a young boy and a young girl walk into the kitchen, and they we're just as naked as Mary.
"Go wash up for lunch," he could hear Mary tell them.
The kids ran into the other room and disappeared. Tom finished his call and turned to Mary.
"Thanks again for letting me use your phone. I won't take any more of your time. It was nice to meet you." He started to turn toward the front door.
"You're very welcome," Mary replied. "But you must stay for lunch. The tow truck will take some time to get here."
"Oh, thank you. That's very kind, but I couldn't possibly impose any more than I already have."
"Nonsense, Tom. We would be happy for you to join us." Mary motioned to the kitchen table.
Tom was hesitant to accept Mary's offer, but he was hungry, and the chance to spend some time with an attractive, naked woman was hard to resist.
He sat down at the table and watched Mary prepare lunch, trying his best to make small talk. He was getting bolder now and openly gazed at her body.
She had medium-size breasts that complimented her frame and seemed to defy gravity. Her half dollar size areolas we're dark brown, and her nipples were a good half-inch long and rigid. Both of them were pierced and had silver studs. She had no pubic hair, and he thought he could see a spot of moisture glistening between her smooth pussy lips. His tent was getting bigger and he adjusted himself in his chair.
The kids came running back into the kitchen. "Who's this, Mom?" they asked in unison.
"Dustin, Becki, this is Tom. He had some car trouble and he came here to use our phone," Mary said.
The kids walked over and stood in front of Tom. Becki was the first to extend her hand. "Hi, Tom. Nice to meet you."
Tom reached out and shook her hand. "What a lovely young lady. Very nice to meet you, Becki," replied Tom.
He looked at her naked body as she stood in front of him. She was lean, with just a hint of baby fat remaining, and tan all over. Her breasts were just starting to develop and her pointy nipples were a dark shade of pink surrounded by quarter-size areolas. She had dusty blond hair and deep blue eyes. Her pussy was hairless and puffy. She was as gorgeous as her mother.
"I'm Dustin," said the boy, standing beside his sister with his arm around her waist.
"Very nice to meet you, Dustin," Tom said, as his gaze turned to the boy.
Dustin looked very much like Becki and appeared to be about the same age. He had the same red hair and green eyes as his mother. His body was lean and hairless, and his developing muscles gave him a nice toned look. His 4-inch circumcised cock was as tan as his body and semi-erect, and his balls hung below it in a cute little sack. He was an absolute dream.
"Dustin and Becki are twins," said Mary. "They turned twelve a few days ago."
The two kids turned and sat down at the table. It was then that Tom realized his cock was now fully erect and straining against his shorts. He tried shifting in his chair to hide his condition from the kids, but it was pointless. His arousal caught the attention of Mary, who was now setting the table and bringing the food over. She smiled and sat down at the round kitchen table next to Tom. On the other side of her was Dustin. Becki sat to Tom's right.
"My husband will be joining us shortly, so we may as well get started," said Mary, looking at Tom.
The room was filled with small talk as everyone started eating. Tom talked about his job in the city, and Mary told him about the farm and everything they grew and raised. The kids were curious whether Tom had his own children, and what is was like living by himself. He started relaxing a bit, but the constant distraction of naked bodies kept him hard. He finally got up the nerve to ask the one question that wouldn't go away.
"So, Mary," he began, "do you guys always go around naked?" The kids laughed at his question.
"Of course! My husband and I were raised this way. Both of our families were hippies who were into the whole naturist and free love lifestyle, so naturally we continued it after getting married. We're raising our kids that way, too. I hope you're not uncomfortable around us."
"Not at all," replied Tom, knowing full well his dick was fighting to to be released. "I think it's great that you're so open and free like this."
"Well, you're welcome to get more comfortable, too. We won't mind," added Mary, smiling mischievously. The kids both smiled at him and nodded their heads.
Tom was seriously considering her offer when he heard the back door open. Looking up he saw a man walk in. Sure enough, he was completely naked except for a pair of boots. He walked over to the table and gave Mary a quick kiss.
Tom couldn't take his eyes off Mary's husband. He was tall and trim with well-defined pecs and six-pack abs. His areolas were the size of quarters and a rich, deep brown. Like his wife, both of his nipples were pierced and had small silver rings hanging from each one. He had deep blue eyes and short, dirty blond hair which, like Mary, was the only hair on his body.
But his most striking feature was in his groin. His cock was flaccid but must have been a good five inches long and two inches in diameter. His balls were large and hung down past the tip of his cock. Damn, he was a good looking man, thought Tom.
The man then walked around between Tom and Becki and extended his hand. "I'm Marvin." His voice was deep velvet to Tom's ears.
It took a second for Tom's eyes to navigate back up to Marvin's face. Tom blushed and extended his hand.
"I'm Tom. Nice to meet you, Marvin."
Just then, Becki spoke up. "You have some dirt on your penis, Daddy." She reached up and brushed it off, then lifted her dad's cock up to examine it more closely. "I think I got it all."
"Thank you, Baby," he said, and leaned down to give her a kiss on the lips. Their kiss was sensuous and lasted longer than Tom had expected. Then he took a seat between his son and daughter.
Tom's jaw felt like it was on the floor again. He had never witnessed a family that was so uninhibited and intimate with each other. He could feel a large wet spot forming in his shorts.
"So what brings you to our humble abode, Tom?" asked Marvin.
"I ran into some car trouble about a half mile down the road. The cellphone reception isn't the best out here, so Mary was kind enough to let me use your phone."
"Well, you're welcome to stay as long as you need to," said Marvin. "Sometimes the towing service around here can be a bit slow."
"That's very kind of you, thanks," replied Tom. "I'll try not to take up too much of your time."
The conversation eventually turned to Tom's job as he told them all about his experience in farm equipment sales. Marvin and Mary seemed genuinely interested and occasionally asked him questions about pricing and financing.
He was in the middle of answering one of those questions when he felt a hand on his right upper thigh. He turned to see Becki give him a brief smile, then continue eating. Her hand slowly made its way higher until finally it was underneath his shorts and gently massaging his cock and balls.
Oh my god, Tom thought to himself. A twelve-year-old girl is playing with my cock!
Tom panicked. Should he reach down and remove her hand, risking detection? Should he say something? Just then, his fork slipped from his shaking hand and tumbled to the floor.
"I'm so sorry," he blurted out. "I don't mean to be so clumsy."
He leaned down to pick it up and happened to look under the table toward the others. His jaw nearly dropped to the floor again. He saw everyone's left hand buried in the crotch of the person next to them. Mary was slowly stroking her son's stiff 4-inch cock, Dustin was stroking his dad's impressive 8-inch rock hard shaft, and Marvin had his fingers buried in his daughter's pussy.
He retrieved his fork and straightened up. Just then he felt Becki's hand start stroking his shaft, all the while eating and talking to her family. She was struggling a bit because of his shorts, but doing a wonderful job at distracting him from his meal. Oh my god, he thought. If she doesn't stop I'm going to cum right here at the table!
He looked around at everyone's faces. No one registered any hint of what was happening under the table. Occasionally, Mary or Marvin would turn to him and share a smile as they talked. But unless one looked closely at the subtle movements going on, this would look like a perfectly normal family meal.
Just when he thought he couldn't hold back any longer from Becki's fondling, the lunch wound down and everyone began getting up from the table. Becki's hand released his cock as she rose. He breathed a sigh of relief.
When Marvin and Dustin got up, Tom noticed their cocks at full attention, with drops of precum leaking from the slits. As Becki rose she turned toward Tom and he could see her pussy lips were wet and swollen. The whole family wasn't the least bit shy or embarrassed.
Marvin stood on the other side of the table, his rigid cock pointing straight at Tom.
"You're welcome to join me in the living room for a beer while you wait," he said.
"That would be great," replied Tom, trying hard not to stare at Marvin's leaking dick.
Marvin grabbed a couple beers from the fridge and tossed one to Tom, then walked into the living room. Tom followed, admiring Marvin's beautifully toned ass. They took their seats, Marvin in a lounge chair and Tom on the couch. Tom noticed that Marvin's cock hadn't subsided much since lunch. It was still hard, and very beautiful. All he could think about was wrapping his mouth around it.
Tom and Marvin engaged in some small talk. He was aware that his own cock hadn't softened much either, and the tent in his shorts was plainly obvious.
"I hope my daughter didn't get you too riled up, Tom," Marvin said, seeing Tom's predicament. "We are a very open family and like to show our love by giving each other pleasure. Most people don't seem to understand our lifestyle."
"You knew she was doing that?" Tom asked.
"Of course! Even though you aren't part of our family, she wanted you to feel at home. We've raised our children to be very loving."
Tom didn't know what to say. He had never met a family so openly sexual with each other. Would he and Tracy have been this way if they had had children? he wondered.
Just then the kids came bouncing into the room. Becki went over and sat on her father's lap, draping an arm around his neck. Dustin, whose little cock was still pointing at the ceiling, sat next to Tom on the couch.
Tom shifted in his seat and tried to take this all in without getting even more aroused. He decided a little more smalltalk was just the thing to calm him down.
"So, Marvin, what sort of yields do you get with your grain?"
He consciously made an effort to look into Marvin's eyes as he spoke, and not on the man's hands as he playfully rubbed his daughter's chest and pinched her nipples. Marvin's stiff cock was sticking up between his daughter's legs as she sat in his lap.
From the corner of his eye, Tom saw Dustin playing with his boy cock, rubbing it gently between his thumb and forefinger. Dustin's other hand had made its way to Tom's inner thigh where it worked its way higher. Tom felt his heart pounding in his chest.
Suddenly, he felt the unmistakable sensation of fingers against his balls. He looked down to see Dustin's hand buried inside his shorts. Looking over at Marvin he could see no indication that what his son was doing was objectionable to him. In fact, he gave Dustin a little wink as he continued his conversation about the crop yields.
As Marvin talked, Becki reached down with her free hand and started to gently stroke her dad. Drops of precum rolled down onto his daughter's hand, and Tom's wet spot grew even more as his cock screamed for freedom.
It was either the beer getting to him, or the arousal--maybe both--but Tom suddenly felt brave and decided to see how far he could go. Keeping the conversation with Marvin going, he slipped his hand underneath Dustin's arm and found his crotch. He wrapped his fingers around the boy's rigid shaft and began stroking it. God, it felt so good in his hand! All he could think about was somehow getting it into his mouth.
Soon, the conversation waned as the stroking and fondling in the room increased. Becki had now straddled her dad's lap and was facing him, his lips planted firmly over one of her breasts and his mouth sucking on the nipple. He had both hands around her ass with fingers probing underneath around her pink rosebud and between her wet folds.
Tom's stroking of Dustin increased as he watched Marvin and Becki. Suddenly, Dustin got up from the couch and knelt in front of Tom and grabbed the hem of his shorts, pulling them off. Tom's cock was swollen and stiff, and snapped back against his stomach as Dustin removed his shorts. Tom quickly ditched his shirt.
Immediately, the 12-year-old's mouth was swallowing his shaft all the way down to the back of his throat.
"Oh, god," he moaned. "That feels so good!"
Dustin's tongue worked quickly over Tom's cock as his head moved up and down the shaft. This kid is a natural cocksucker, he thought.
Tom heard moaning coming from the other side of the room and saw that Becki was still straddling her dad, his cock buried deep inside her. She moved up and down on his shaft as two of his fingers slipped in and out of her ass.
"Oh fuck, Daddy! Your cock feels so good in my little cunt!"
Just then Mary walked in from the kitchen after clearing the table and rinsing the dishes. "Did you all start without me?" she teased.
She walked over and knelt behind Dustin. Reaching down between his legs, she grabbed his balls and began rolling them through her fingers, pressing her thumb against his pink rosebud. His moans sent shivers through Tom's shaft.
"Mommy wants your tongue in her pussy, Baby," Mary whispered into her son's ear.
Dustin's mouth slid off Tom's cock and he laid down on the floor, face up and legs spread wide. Mary quickly straddled her son's face and Dustin's tongue went to work on her cunt.
"That's a good boy, Sweetie," Mary moaned. "Fuck me with your tongue. Make Mommy cum all over your face."
Tom wasted no time in laying down between Dustin's legs to wrap his lips around his boy shaft. It feels so good to have a cock in my mouth again, he thought. And such a cute one, too!
His head bobbed up and down on the boy's cock as his tongue caressed the length. He could taste the sweet drops of precum seeping from the slit. He stopped just long enough to suck on a couple of his fingers, getting them nice and wet. Returning his mouth to Dustin's cock, he started pressing his fingers against the boy's puckered hole and soon he had one lubed finger sliding in and out of his ass, then both fingers. He found the boy's prostate and Dustin moaned loudly into his mom's pussy.
Mary played with her nipples as her cunt and asshole received a tongue bath from her son.
"Oh, that feels so good, Baby," she moaned. "That's it... oh, lick your mother's ass! Oh yes, baby boy! Right there!"
Marvin and Becki were now down on the floor in front of the lounge chair. Becki was on all fours with her dad behind, thrusting rapidly. Both of them were moaning loudly and talking dirty.
"Yes, Daddy! Fuck my little pussy hard! Oh, your cock feels so good! Give me all your cum, Daddy!"
"Oh, baby girl, you like Daddy's cock, don't you? You're Daddy's little slut, aren't you, Honey?"
Hearing all the sounds in the room was almost too much for Tom. He released Dustin's cock from his mouth then straddled the boy's crotch, facing Mary. He guided Dustin's cock to his hole, then slowly worked his way down until the boy's entire shaft was buried down in his bowels. As he was riding Dustin's shaft, Tom reached out and began playing with Mary's pierced nipples. He leaned over and planted a sensuous kiss on her lips, and soon their tongues were dancing. Mary reached down and stroked Tom as he rode her son.
Mary was the first one to orgasm, screaming with ecstasy into Tom's mouth. Dustin eagerly lapped up his mom's fluids as he started dumping loads of boy cum deep into Tom's ass. This sent Tom over the edge and quickly he was shooting his seed all over Dustin's stomach and down onto Mary's fingers. Mary brought her hand up to Tom's mouth and he licked and sucked her fingers clean.
All three of them collapsed on the floor in blissful surrender. A few feet away, Becki let out a loud moan as an orgasm washed through her pre-teen body. Her pussy spasmed around her dad's cock and suddenly he pumped his juice deep inside her. They, too, collapsed onto the floor. The room smelled of sex as all five enjoyed their afterglow. Hands gently fondled body parts as they lay there expressing their satisfaction.
"Wow, that was an exciting introduction to your family!" declared Tom. "I wish I had grown up in a family like this."
"Yeah, we're pretty lucky," replied Becki.
"Our parents are awesome!" said Dustin.
"Thanks, kids," said Mary. "Daddy and I are the lucky ones, though."
Marvin crawled over to his wife and kissed her passionately. He then moved over to Dustin, doing the same. Then, to Tom's surprise, Marvin leaned over and kissed him deeply while rubbing his soft cock.
"You're welcome here anytime, Tom. Let us know when you come back through this way."
As if on queue, they all heard a large truck coming up the driveway. Tom reluctantly put his clothes back on, then kissed each family member goodbye.
"I'm looking forward to more car trouble soon," he joked, then walked out the door and hopped into the tow truck.
"Sorry for the delay," the driver said.
Tom looked at him and smiled. "Don't be. I wish you had taken longer."
The driver gave him a puzzled look as he put the truck into gear and took off.
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