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Introduction
This story is designed to fit into events in the books of Arthur Ransome's Swallows and Amazons series.
Chapter 2.5 - Paying for the Milk
Story (m/f)
The next day it was John's turn to go and collect the milk. He set off when he got up and walked down from Swallowdale to Swainson's farm. He was earlier than some mornings and when he arrived old Mrs Swainson bade him a good morning and told him to head straight through to the dairy as Mary had not finished her jobs there yet. John did as he was instructed and made his way across the farmyard to the door of the dairy, which he pushed open with a creak. There was a short passage before he got to the cool dairy room. Mary was sat on the single chair that the dairy was equipped with. She turned her head as she heard John approaching, and the lad could see that she was looking a little red despite the coolness of the room.
"Come for your milk, have you?" Mary asked.
"Yes please," replied John, "but we need a bit less as we are heading out into the hills, and we won't be back until tomorrow afternoon."
Mary ladled out the milk from one of the big churns into the can that John had brought, then put the can down on one of the stone work surfaces next to her.
"Have you thought how you are going to pay for this?"
"I thought that mother had made an arrangement with your grandparents?" John said in surprise.
"That isn't what I'm talking about," Mary said, moving closer to John. "I was thinking that in payment for milk I should get some cream."
As Mary moved forward, John could feel the warmth of the 18-year-old blonde girl's body in the chill of the dairy. His eyes were drawn to her breasts, rising and falling as she breathed, free of a bra but uplifted by the tightness of the dress she was wearing. She moved closer and John could smell her. Her right hand moved down to rub the front of John's shorts within which she could feel his hardening cock.
"That's what I'm after," she breathed into John's ear.
John found that his body was reacting instinctively to the older girl being so close to him. His cock, now iron-hard, felt constrained in his clothes. The rise and fall of Mary's breasts just in front of him made him want to reach out to undo her dress and let it fall so he could get his hands on her tits.
"You want me don't you," were the next words John heard whispered, "I can tell."
All he could do was nod in agreement as Mary worked the button of his fly and her hand entered his shorts, leaving only his underwear between her hand and his cock. Her index finger passed over the head of his cock and he heard her purr with pleasure as she could feel the pre-cum that was soaked into his clothing.
"I want you too", she said, as her other hand worked on the buttons of John's shirt, opening it from the bottom up. "I want you to bend me over and take my arse with your hot shaft."
"What?" asked John in surprise.
Mary sighed. "Some girls like it from behind as much as from in front. Some lads like to do a girl that way as well - either because it feels good, or it feels different, or because it gives them some sort of feeling of power as they are in charge. When I want it, it is because I like the vulnerability of it. Now get to it."
With these words, Mary turned from John and bent herself over one of the tables, grasping the bar that normally held utensils and waited for John to approach her.
John stepped up behind the blonde girl and lifted her dress. Her arse was there before him as she had clearly not been wearing any underwear. He worked his right hand into the crack and Mary gave a small moan and parted her legs slightly. With his left hand, Joh reached down between her legs and felt into her damp snatch. He now understood the flushed cheeks he had seen earlier. Mary had obviously been masturbating and he had almost walked in on her. Shen now wanted finishing off in a better way. He thought to himself that he really wanted a third hand to deal with the last button of his shorts, then with his underwear.
Keeping his left hand working at the 18-year-old's cunt, John took his right hand away from where it had found Mary's rear entrance. Undoing the top button of his shorts, those clothes fell to his knees, then he pulled down his underwear until the briefs fell on top of the shorts. John then waddled forward, his steps restricted by the clothes stuck half way down his legs. He got behind Mary and was able to start rubbing his shaft up and down between the girl's arse cheeks.
Thinking he was ready, John lined up and attempted to make his entrance. Between his unfamiliarity, and a move on Mary's part to make herself more comfortable, instead of entering her arse, his cock slipped down and into her dripping cunt. Mary gasped, partly in surprise at the cock invading her snatch, but mainly in the pleasure she derived from it. Being able to tell that he had entered the girl, neither knowing nor caring that it was her pussy not ass, John began to thrust.
Despite having has several lovers, Mary normally just had anal when bent over like this, and the doggy-style entry was new and very pleasurable for her. She dropped one hand from where it has been grasping the bar on the wall and began to play with her clit. She could feel John's cock sliding in and out of her cunt just below her fingers and, repositioning slightly, could now get him to run along the back of her hand as he fucked her. As a 16-year-old boy, John was ready to go most of the time, and Mary has very much got him going. He dropped his hands to the side of her hips and grabbed hold for leverage. Mary had wider hips than Peggy or Nancy and was altogether more curvaceous.
With his hands on Mary's sides, John was able to give her a proper pounding. He could get a much better rhythm going in this position than he had been able to laying down with Peggy and certainly than he had been able to when Nancy took his virginity a year ago. All he wanted to do now was get off. Faster and faster he thrusted, the slap of his body on Mary's getting louder with each thrust. Mary could feel from behind her that John was getting close, and she frigged herself more forcefully to bring herself to orgasm along with John.
"Oh yes. Yes, yes, yes" John shouted as he ejaculated deep into Mary's cunt.
"Fuck yeah," was all she could say as her orgasm overcame her.
John staggered back into the one chair in the room as he came down from his orgasm. As Mary recovered, she got up from where she had bent over the table, her dress dropping to cover her bare backside. She walked over to John.
"That was very good, but wasn't what I expected," she said to John.
"What was wrong?" he asked.
"That wasn't my arse. Looks like I need to give you some training. Are you ready to go again?"
Somewhat bewildered, John looked down at his somewhat flaccid cock, and shook his head.
"I'm sure we can sort that," Mary said, dropping to her knees in front of John. In a trice, she had taken John's softened cock in her mouth and had begun to suck at it. After a few seconds, she stopped sucking and looked up at John.
"I love the taste of a cock that has just filled my pussy. The flavour just turns me on so much."
Her head resumed it's bobbing between John's legs. John twined Mary's blonde hair through his fingers as he guided her head on his shaft. He was quickly hardening again as Mary sucked away on him, even more so when she stopped sucking his cock and took one of his balls at a time into her mouth.
"That feels so good," he said, as Mary's tongue did it's work round his cock.
"What we are going to do will feel even better," Mary replied, as she took her head off John's seven-inch shaft, and led him by the hand back to the table with the bar above it.
Resuming her position on the table, with her hands grasping the bar, this time Mary spread her legs a bit more, allowing John to see her arse between her cheeks.
"You need to really work on it" she said. "Go for it but start slowly."
John followed the instruction, starting off working his index finger at the hole. He wanted to reach for Mary's snatch again, but she told him to concentrate on her back end. He did so, feeling the resistance that her sphincter was giving to his finger.
"Slowly," he was reminded by Mary. "Spit on your hand if you need to."
Doing so, he could feel the lubrication given by his fingers and, as he worked at Mary's hole, the resistance was lessening, and he was able to insert a second finger. Mary gave a grunt as she felt the second finger enter her, but John was being obedient to the direction he had been given and was working slowly at the hole, adding more saliva as he needed, and using his other hand to keep his cock fully hard.
"Try a third," Mary said. "You should be good to go once you can get three fingers in. Get some saliva on your cock whilst you are doing that."
Complying, John first added some saliva to the hand that was working at Mary's arse, then as he was doing that, spat into the hand that was masturbating his cock, then returned his hand to his cock, making sure that he spread the saliva all over, paying particular attention to the tip, as that was going to be first in. Once he had fitted his third finger into Mary's tight hole he stepped back and, taking care to aim his cock right at her now loosened hole, stepped up and slowly pushed forward.
He could tell instantly that he was correct. This felt so much tighter round his shaft that her pussy had, and whilst there was still the warmth of being in another body, there was not the dampness he associated with having his cock in a girl's cunt. The tightness was very stimulating, but as he was still heeding Mary's guidance, he slowly sunk his shaft in, then pulled back and made another slow entrance. He could feel that each time he moved in, he was getting a little deeper. As he pushed in Mary was moaning in pleasure. Again, she had taken one hand from where she was bracing against the bar on the wall and was fingering her pussy.
"Fuck me!" she ordered.
John began to speed up, but not soon enough for Mary.
"Harder. Harder!" she cried.
John did the best that he could, holding on to Mary's hips for leverage. The speed and intensity of his thrusts increased, and his pubes were now rubbing against Mary's arse at the bottom of his thrusts. Instead of barking our instructions, Mary was now calling out in pleasure, between John's fucking and her own fingers in her cunt. She had started transferring some of the spunk he had left the first time round to her mouth, but now she concentrating on stimulating her clit whilst John was busy in her arse.
Despite having cum so recently, John was getting close again. The arse he was fucking was tight, and Mary was experienced and was clenching and releasing her sphincter in time with his pounding.
"Fill my hole," Mary said. "Give me more of your seed."
John was in a fucking frenzy now - so close to his second release.
"Ah, ah, AAAAHHH!"
With one final deep thrust, he climaxed, depositing another load of spunk into Mary. Mary herself came in a much quieter orgasm just after John. They pulled apart for recovery. Disappointingly for John, Mary recovered first. She smoothed down her dress and apron and, suddenly business-like, told John that he should probably be getting back to his sisters and brother. He dressed quickly, collected his can of milk, and made his way back up to the camp.
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