A Surprise For Ross

It's only the first week of my summer vacation and I'm already bored out of my mind. Papa just retired from decades of farming and lounges in his big green chair most of the day. Little Gracie is in day camp over in center town, and Jeb just got too old for day camp. Jeb is too young to work so he usually hangs out with his buddies all day, and causes all sorts of mischief. His little trio spends their days chucking rocks into the creek or ding-dong-ditching the neighbors. But because most of their pranks aren't of much trouble, most of the townsfolk just let them be and shrug them off. Mama is the only lawyer in town and she's always working way too hard, so we don't see much of her. She is often working from early in morning until very late into the night. My family doesn't pay much attention to me. I'm just the lanky long-haired skinny college kid who spends most of his day alone in his bedroom. If only I was back in college, if only there was something I could do stop being so damn bored. That all changed one late morning while Papa was busy tinkering in the garage and Mama had left for work.

I was about to head downstairs for breakfast when something bright and red caught my attention. It was laid out on neatly, and displayed like museum piece in middle of their king size bed. The set of brand-new red lingerie was covered only by a clear plastic wrap. The big red-and-black lace bra had interwoven floral patterns and was designed so the nipples could easily be visible through the mesh. The panties were a similar red-and-black floral design, with the exception of a soft silky red patch covering the crotch area. Two small garter belts clipped the panties and a pair of red fishnet stockings together. It was clearly a surprise for Mama's anniversary, even though it seemed like something she would never even considering wearing.

It was hard to imagine Mama strutting around in such a sexy outfit for Papa. Mama always wore long flowing dresses and they were always buttoned right up to the neck. It wasn't that she wasn't beautiful or anything. As a matter of fact, Mama exercised every day and had aged quite well. Despite being in her late-fifties she had the body of thirty year old model, and there wasn't as much as a wrinkle anywhere on her face.

I could feel my heart nearly jump out of my chest as I tiptoed into the bedroom to get a closer look at the outfit. The tags were still on it, and Papa hadn't even had the sense to remove the price tags. I was surprised he spent as much as he did. He was usually such a big cheapskate, and never bought anything special for Mama. But this was their thirtieth anniversary and I guess he wanted to make it special, or maybe he just needed to put a bit of spark in their marriage. Now I had a weird idea. I wondered if I would look good in it. So as quietly as I could, I grabbed the hangar and snuck across the hallway with Mama's brought new lingerie in dangling discreetly behind me.

After making sure my bedroom door was locked, I removed my jeans, t-shirt and my checkered boxers. I took me a few minutes to figure out how to put on the lingerie, and I almost snapped my arm trying to get the bra clipped shut. Even the garter belts and red fishnets took a few tries until I got it right. I knew I had to careful not to tear anything or accidentally remove the tags.

For the next few minutes I spun my body around and around, admiring how good my soft pink nipples looked inside the soft mesh of the bra. I spent a good amount of time with my head tilted backwards, and staring at my ass in the mirror. The excitement of seeing myself in sexy lingerie caused me to swell up, and cock jammed up against the soft crotch of the panties. I wrapped my hand tightly around my cock and began stroking my swollen cock.

I had always been made fun because of my skinny feminine frame, my long shiny blonde hair and bright blue eyes. I had been called 'princess' by some of the bullies in school, and Jeffrey (one of the bigger bullies) started jokingly call me his girlfriend. Now was the first time in my life I felt sexy, and I started to wonder how he would look at me in this lingerie. I felt like a hot blonde-haired supermodel like the ones in the catalogues Mama always hides from me and Papa.

I began swinging my hips back and forth pretending guys were drooling over my tight ass in these thin red-and-black panties, and I even gave myself a gentle spank on my right ass cheek. It was the doorbell that saved me. While Papa answered the door, I practically tore the sexy outfit off and ran buck-naked across the hallway. Being as small as skinny as I am, I was able to place the lingerie back and quickly hide myself under the bed. Exactly three minutes later, I was met with Papa's loud snoring and his body rumbling so hard I thought the bed would collapse on top of me. Perfect. It gave me just enough time to roll out from under the bed and sneak back to my room. I could still feel my heart pounding as I ran inside my room and struggled to put my clothing back on.

The next day papa was tinkering in the garage again and mom had gone to work early again. The lingerie was no longer in the clear plastic wrap and was barely hidden underneath their bed. It was in a crumpled up mess and it was pretty clear they had a wild night together. The half-bottle of chardonnay and two empty glasses on the nightstand was also a good indicator. Mama rarely drank but it was clearly a special night for them. Then there was that soft creaking coming from across the hall in middle of the night.

As quickly and as quietly as I could, I reached under the bed and snatched the lingerie.

As soon as I picked up the panties I noticed they had a stain and smelled kind of funny. When I slipped them on I felt the wet spot press lightly against the tip of my erect cock. Once I had the bra and stockings on, I stood in front of my big dresser mirror and began to gently stroke my cock back and forth inside of the panties against that wet spot. Now I realized I had addiction, and I also had something to do this summer. I was certainly enjoying wearing Mama's lingerie, but I couldn't keep stealing like this. Papa would certainly kill me and who the heck knows what mama would do. With my legs spread wide open on the bed, I began to play with my nipples inside of the bra and stroke my cock deep inside of the panties while I watched myself in the mirror. I yanked my cock out just in time, and most of my 'mess' ended up on my inner thigh, missing the top of Mama's red fishnets by a mere inch.

Even though it was such a turn on, I couldn't keep wearing mama's brand new lingerie. But I still wanted to wear it, so I came up with a plan. What if I stole the odd pair of panties or lace bra here and there? Also there was something about the rush of sneaking things in and out of their bedroom. That alone was a huge turn on. I quickly discovered Mama had a 'secret' drawer. It turned out she wasn't nearly as conservative as I thought. Buried behind a pile of neatly folded long sleeve shirts, was a huge array of lace and soft cotton panties, bras and fishnet stockings and some weird sex toys I couldn't figure out. Mama had so many different lingerie outfits in her top two dresser drawers that there was no way she would notice me stealing a little bit here and there. Now I finally had a way to entertain myself all summer, and anytime papa was in the garage and Mama was working, I would practically sprint to steal lingerie from behind her shirts.

I now spent hours a day admiring myself in different lingerie I would steal from their bedroom. My addiction to wearing lingerie got so big that I even starting discreetly wearing different types of lace panties underneath my jeans or shorts. But I was started to get bored, and began to wish I had someone staring at me. I wish someone would gawk at me while I bent over. I wish someone would check out my ass out in all these different pairs of panties or maybe they would suck my nipples through the soft mesh fabric on one of the bra. Just as soon as I returned a pair of white cotton panties and a sports bra to mama's drawer, a pair of headlights poured through their bedroom window and nearly caused me to faint. Luckily the blinds were closed and neither of Papa nor Ross saw me staring down at them in the driveway.

Ross is more of an uncle to me. He's Papa's best friend and they spend a lot of evenings together. They've both known each other since elementary and spend many evenings 'shooting the shit' as they call it. On the nicer days they drive down to the river over by Salmon's crossing to spend the day fishing. Up until now I hadn't really noticed much about Ross. There really isn't much too notice about him. He's almost twice the size of papa and a good head taller. He's a big fat unkempt farmer with a thick beer belly and a rough five o'clock shadow. He looks like he hasn't shaven in twenty years and smells like he's never taken a shower. He always has big sweat stains on his shirt underneath both armpits, and big wet sweat stain on his belly. Even his brown baseball cap seems to 'sweat'.

Seeing that I had a few minutes to spare, I reached deep into the back of Mama's lingerie drawer and quickly grabbed a pair of panties. As soon as I got back inside the room, I pulled my jean shorts off, put the pink lace panties on and pulled my jeans shorts back up over them. As I watched them chat from the bedroom window, I could feel myself getting hard. Ross's big fat and sweaty body was turning me on way more than I could ever imagine.

While they continue their chat in the driveway, most of my attention is centered underneath his oversized John Deere belt clasp. I start imagining him running his hands through my long blonde hair, down my back and then placing his big burly hands inside of my jean shorts. I imagine his big fat belly pressing against my body as he kisses me on the lips. As soon as papa moves to the side, I could see a big bulge under his belt clasp. I unbutton my shorts, pulled them down just above my knees and pull the panty elastic forward. I put one hand deep inside of the panties and another up against my chest. I start to wonder... and wonder some more... is that crease just his jeans pushing up? Or is his cock really that big and thick? My hand moves faster and faster inside the panties, and I begin to pinch each of my nipples. I bite my lip so hard that it almost bleeds, and as I stop shaking I feel a sticky spot envelope the entire crotch of the panties. Fuck, now I have a big problem. I can't just shove these sticky panties back into mom's drawer like this. So I pull my denim shorts back up above the stained panties until the spot dries up. But it doesn't seem to be drying at all. I could feel more and more dripping out of my cock as I watch Ross and dad head inside the house.

My knees are shaking so much that I tumble onto the bed. I'm still red in the face and don't really want to go downstairs. I'd rather sneak back into their room and steal another pair of panties, but Papa keeps on hollering for me. Besides I haven't seen Ross since I started college, and I kind of miss him spoiling me rotten. He's always bought me nice birthday and Christmas presents, and treated me like his own son. Now I'm ridiculously horny and want to get a closer look at the crease in his jeans. My hormones spill through me, and feel myself oozing all over the panties. There's no way I'm going to be returning these anytime soon. I probably have the most robust hard-on I ever had in my life, and I can barely walk because it's getting in the way. Just before I leave my room, I bend down and take one good look at my ass in the mirror from behind. I could see the outline of the pink panties pressed against my shorts, hopefully Papa and Ross won't notice.

"Hey Dill, how's the ole' college treating you?"

I could barely concentrate on what Ross is saying. I'm so hard and I keeping asking myself if he notices the crease in my denim shorts, even though I'm doing my best to hide it. I'm very discreetly staring between his legs, and now I'm convinced that he has a very thick cock. I'm so hard that is starts to get uncomfortable. My cock slips out of the side of the panties, and spills a sticky mess against my thigh.

"It's good I guess. I still kind of miss being home." I said, shrugging.

"Bet you're probably getting so much pussy." He says, grinning at me.

Papa doesn't like when people talk dirty like that, because we're a good Christian family. Papa pretends not to hear him, and focuses on grilling the hamburgers and hotdogs instead. But Ross won't stop bugging me about girls and how much of this so called 'pussy' I'm getting. Truth is I can't even talk to girls and I'm probably one of the biggest loners on campus. I'm not sure if I'm into guys or not, because I've never been with one. But there are some pretty sexy ones on the football team, and I've definitely caught myself sneaking a few peaks in the locker room.

I keep telling Ross I'm 'not getting any' but he doesn't seem to be letting up. Papa is irritated and excuses himself to pee. Clearly he just wants Ross to change the topic, but doesn't want to cause a whole scene. Thankfully Ross finally changes the topic and we start talking about my childhood memories. He reminds me about that time I ran away and he chased me up and down the street until he finally caught me. It turns out the whole time 'me' was the little blonde girl from across the street. She just happened to have the same long blonde hair as me. I still got in trouble because I just sat and watched from the tree-house and didn't say anything while Ross nearly had a heart attack, chasing the neighbor's kid up and down the block. Papa hit me with the belt so hard that night that I still have one the scars on my left butt-cheek and from that point on I was probably the most well behaved kid in the whole town.

Papa must have been pretty pissed at Ross because he still hadn't returned when I went inside to grab another couple of beers from the fridge. On my way inside I could have sworn that saw Ross checking out my ass on the patio door's reflection. My denim Jeans shorts were on tight enough for a little bit of 'cheek' to slip out, and if he was into guys he certainly got a good peek. I had never seen him with a woman, and he was always in church, so I was pretty sure he wasn't into guys. I begin to wonder if he saw the outline of the pink lace panties, or maybe saw them slip out when I got up. It was probably just me imagining it-or wanting the attention.

Papa was fast asleep in his big green lounge chair. He had a half a beer on the small table next to him and was snoring so loud that I could hear him from the kitchen. I decided to let him be, and figured I'd just hang out with Ross until he woke up from his nap. When I came back outside, Ross had finished up with the BBQ and set the food off to the side. He was sitting in one of the lounge chairs and leaning all the way back. It was hard to tell if it was intentional or not, but his jean zipper was all the way open and I could see his tattered up white underwear. I tried not to look but could see his cock was insanely wide and plump. Ross smiled at me as I handed him a beer.

"Let me see those pink panties. I saw them sticking out of your shorts went you got up off your chair."

"I don't know what you're talking about." I lied, quickly turning beet red in the face.

"You really want me to tell your Papa that you're some sort of fairy?"

He had a good point. Dad would kill me. Especially if he knew I was stealing mama's lingerie.

"So.......

Before I could even get the zipper undone, Ross leaned up and grabbed me by the waist. He pulled me forward onto his chair, causing me to tumble down onto his lap. He smelled of sweat and beer, and I could feel his sweat swipe against the back of my shirt. The full hardness of his cock pressed between my butt-cheeks, as he reached around and tried to undo the tight zipper on my jean shorts. He was sweating so much that beads of sweat poured down the side of his thick neck and rolled down into his shirt. I smiled at him and gently wiggled my butt into his waist, teasing myself back and forth against his fat swollen cock. I was right, his cock was massive! And he wasn't even fully hard. He grabbed both my thighs and jammed me harder against his crotch, then he reached up and began to caress my cock through my denim shorts. Somehow I was able to wriggle myself out from his hold and stood up in front of him. If he wanted a show, I was certainly going to give him one. If only this stupid zipper would come down.

He watched me unbutton my shorts as if I was revealing some sort of priceless treasure. His eyes widened and a big smile spread across his face as I undid the shorts. I opened them up all the way and pulled them down my thighs. It was just enough for him to get a look at the panties.

"See I knew you were wearing panties." He said, as he tried reaching for them.

But I was too quick. Instead I turned around and gave him a good look at my butt. I let him give me a few good squeezes, before I pushed him away and turned around again. Like a hungry dog I knelt down in front of him and buried my head between his massive hairy thighs. I had never tasted cock before and couldn't wait another second. Ross grabbed a fistful of my long blonde hair and pulled his underwear elastic down. Unlike my cock which is thin and long, his cock was fat and very wide. It was even bigger then imagined. He grabbed his cock and slowly guided his enormous cut tip between my lips. With every push between my lips, his cock became harder and more swollen. I was really struggling to get my lips around him, but he tasted so good I couldn't get enough of it. As he shoved my head back and forth, it was becoming obvious to both of us that I couldn't get all the way down.

His hand clenched the top of my head, and he pulled my hair so hard that it began to hurt. A loud moan spilled out of his mouth, as I finally and very proudly got my lips sealed at the edge of his big hairy balls. I knew it was just as matter of seconds before he would shoot his load. I could taste his pre-cum spilling all over my tongue, and could feel his load pushing upward along his mammoth shaft. But just as soon as he mumbled something about 'oh god' or something about coming, the loud creak of back the screen door interrupted us. Ross didn't have enough time to cover up his dripping wet swollen cock, and I only had a few seconds to get up off the ground and pull my shorts up over my lace panties. Both my knees were sore and my jaw was completely locked up and filled with the taste of Ross's fat sweaty cock. I quickly wiped the mess of saliva off of my lips and chin, and the two of us drank our beers as if nothing had happened.

Papa sat right next to Ross, and Ross apologized to him for being such a dick. Papa just shrugged it off as we ate our burgers and drank another few beers. Papa was oblivious to what had just happened between us, and I couldn't imagine what would happen to either of us if he knew. Papa certainly had a temper, and there was no way he would let any of this slide. Lucky for Ross, It was a hot enough night and it wasn't unusual for him to sweat like that. Also, he was wearing a huge shirt that did a decent job of hiding his thick swollen cock. His green shirt was so dirty that the thick string of pre-cum still dripping out from his cock wasn't really noticeable. But I could still see everything and while we spoke I found myself gawking and his unusually large 'helmet'.

Lucky for us Papa has a really weak bladder when he drinks.

The second Papa excused himself to grab another beer Ross reached down between his legs, and I practically jumped out of my chair. I knew exactly what Ross wanted but I wanted him to get another good look at my panties. While Ross starts jerking himself faster and faster, I pull my shorts down and bend over so he can get another good look at my ass inside the panties. Both his hands launch forward and he begins to squeeze both my cheeks so hard they turn a bright pink. I pull the panties to the side, and give Ross something he'll definitely get excited about. He tries to grab my ass again, but I pull away and duck between his legs. I need to taste his juicy cock again. I want to taste my first big juicy load, and I'm just in time.

"I'm going to cum." He bellows, just as I squat down between his legs.

His face turns beet red and thick beads of sweat pour out from under his dirty baseball cap. I try to seal my lips around the tip of his cock, but he's jerking his cock too wildly for me to catch it and he keeps jamming it against my lower lip. He grabs the side of my face, reaches down and shoves his cock all the way into my mouth. He pulls it out once more, and just as his hand stops moving, my mouth gets filled with his warm gooey juices. It's kind of a stringy yogurt texture and taste both bitter and sweet. There so much I can't swallow it and half of it pours down the inside of my mouth. Some of it shoots out, and rolls down my chin and runs down onto my shirt collar. The rest drips down his swollen stubby shaft, and rolls down onto his open zipper. Just as I finish licking him dry we are once again saved.

"We really need to fix up the door." We hear Papa mumble

"Bout time, huh" Ross mumbles back.

This time the stain on his shirt is much bigger. It's still not noticeable but the wet stain seems to keep growing. While they talk, I can see the stain is still growing and the thick tip of his cock is still dripping out.

I can't believe how cool and calm Ross is after what just happened. I'm so scared that I'm shaking from head to toe, but Papa doesn't seem to notice. He is casually talking to papa, his zipper is still down and his swollen cock is barely hidden by his huge dirty shirt. The three of casually chit-chat and drink a few more beers, pretending as if nothing had happened.

I still hadn't quite swallowed Ross's load. I could taste is all over the inside of my mouth, and I know there's a small bit of it still drying on my shirt collar. I could feel some of it on the inside of my cheeks while I chew on my food, and try to discreetly wipe the little bits off of my chin. Seeing the few drops of cum on his jeans and his wide open jean zipper, got me so excited that I could feel my cock harden and begin spilling out of the panties.

While sucking on a Popsicle I discreetly make eye contact with Ross, and the minute Papa turns around I could see a few more big beads of sweat pour out of his baseball cap. While he's talking to papa, I'm hyper-focused underneath his belly and he is doing his best not to stare while I slowly melt the Popsicle between my lips. He's so excited that that the tip of his cock is pressing against his shirt and there's another thick post-cum stain growing. There's so much raw tension between that it's unbearable. When he tells Papa he has work for me all summer, I nearly fall off my chair. The hard part will be figuring out which sexy lingerie to wear to work.

Finally Papa goes inside for long enough for Ross to put his pants back on. It's also long enough for me to tease him just a tiny bit more and quickly suck the rest of his come off his very swollen cock. Now that I've got a taste, I want more of him. But I'm scared of getting caught. As soon as I finish sucking him off, I pull down the panties down just enough to give him another good look. This time I pull the elastic down and give him a good look at my rock hard cock. But papa shows up to quickly this time, and I have just enough time to pull my shorts up back up.

The evening quickly turns into night, and once he's sober enough to drive Papa walks Ross back to his truck. I'm sure Ross will enjoy caressing those sticky lace lingerie panties his entire drive home. The ones I discreetly placed inside of his truck when he went inside to pee.

The sun is barely out and the loud roar of Ross's lifted F150 echoes across the driveway. I don't know why he can't buy something newer. He's probably one of the richest farmers in town, and easily has made millions of dollars from his huge fertilizer business. Unlike Papa, he doesn't have family to spend money on and prides himself on being frugal. He lives in an old beaten up farmhouse with roof shingles falling all over the place and half-broken windows. He never married nor had any kids. I'm guessing he hasn't bought new clothes in the last ten years, but there's something about that which really turns me on. As far as I know he doesn't have a single living relative. But he is kind and loving, and is also known for his massive donations to the local food banks.

I could feel my heart beating a mile a minute. I'm so excited to see him that I nearly miss a step and almost tumble right down the staircase. I could practically taste the tip of his huge circumcised cock, and I can't wait for him to see what I'm wearing underneath my work jeans.

Ross was clearly just as excited to see me. A huge smile spread across his face which quickly turned into loud maniacal laughter. Ross has one of those really contagious types of laughs, it's more of a 'guffaw' and whenever he laughs his big fat belly seems to move up and down. He's clearly laughing at me as I struggle to pull my tiny hundred-pound frame up inside of his huge truck. I could see Papa staring out from the window, proudly grinning as his young college son getting up to work at the crack of dawn during his summer vacation. If only papa knew that his hard-working farm son spent the morning deciding which stolen lingerie to wear.

We're barely ten minutes away from my house when Ross reaches under his belly and pulls his underwear elastic all the way down. His cock is rock hard and I could see a stringy clear liquid starting to drip out of the top. I can't just look at it, but before I get to work I want him to see what I'm wearing. I unbutton my jeans and slide them downward.

Just the sight of the red lace floral panties I'm wearing nearly causes him to drive his truck into a nearby ditch. This pair of panties is my favorite so far, and I've stolen them from Mama at least ten times. The panties have intricate floral lace patterns and three small bows. Two of the lace bows hold them together at the sides, and there's a bow just above the crotch. I pull the jeans down all the way to my ankles so he can see also see the white fishnet stockings I'm wearing. Then I take his hand and bring it up inside of my black sweatshirt.

Ross clearly can't resist my sexy outfit. He begins pinching the soft fabric of the bra until both my nipples become so hard they start to hurt. Only after I beg and plead with him to stop pinching them, does he finally relent. I bring his hand downwards, and place it firmly on my crotch. While he drives, he toys with the two small red lace bows on the side of my panties. He tries reaching inside the panties but I push his hand back on top of them, I want to tease him a little bit more. I reach inside the panties and rub my erect cock against the soft red fabric while he gently squeezes me from the outside. Finally, I take my hand out of the panties and replace it with his. He's so good with his hands that a bit of pre-cum drips down onto my crotch and drips down his huge fingers. While he jerks me off he drives right past his house, past his barn and past two old dilapidated old cabins. The minute the truck stops, I push his hand out of the panties and jam my head between his legs. I can't just stare at it. I need to taste his thick swollen cock again.

He reaches down and pulls his underwear elastic aside. He's so rock hard that his cock flings forward and gently slaps against my upper lip. The smell of his sweaty balls hits me hard, as I press my forehead against the bottom of his belly. This time I'm somehow able to get my lips tightly around his huge tip, but that quickly changes once his cock swells up inside of my mouth. While I keep struggling with his huge cock, he begins to slide his hands down my back. While fumbling with my panties, he undoes one of the bows at the side, causing the panties to fall wide open. He squeezes my ass really hard and then gives me a few gentle spanks, launching me forward into his lap and causing my mouth to slip down to the base of his cock. Then he begins to slip his finger between my butt-cheeks, and slowly encircle my hole with it. I'm scared but I could tell how much he wants to finger me. A huge moan came from both of us, as my mouth slips further down his cock and his finger finds its way inside me.

I could already taste the 'excitement' dripping out of the tip of his cock as he grabs a fistful of my hair and shoves my head back and forth underneath his belly. My mouth is incredibly sore, but and my saliva rolls down to his big hairy balls. I also want to get as much of his cock in my mouth as possible and so far I seem to be doing well. He stops for a second and grabs his dripping wet cock away from my mouth, causing a ton of saliva to pour all over my chin and shirt. His finger has now moved deep inside of my hole, and his face begins to turn beet red. I quickly glance up to see a ton of sweat pour down his face and neck, his veins are popping out of his face while he slowly releases his cock from his hand. He jams his cock all the way inside of my mouth, and I could taste something quickly moving its way up its shaft. My mouth slips all the way down to his balls, I can't wait for another one of his warm gooey messes!

"Holy hell, I'm going to cum." He groans.

This time I'm prepared and I'm eager to taste his big juicy load, I so I push his hand aside and quickly move my mouth up and down. This time I'm determined to catch all of it while it distracts me from the painful sensation digging inside of my hole. But his load is so messy and seems to shoot in every possible direction. I get about half of it, but then his cock slips out of my mouth and splatters all over my chin, my face and the sides of my long blonde hair. He's still grunting as I finish sucking off the last little bit that pours out of him, and his cock slowly becomes flaccid. Just as I thought he was finished, he reaches down, pulls his cock out of my mouth and begins quickly stroking it back and forth. This time his load completely misses my mouth and slams against my forehead, causing a massive sticky mess.

As soon as he's done licking my face clean, he pushes my seat all the way down and pins me against it. He pulls my jeans all the way down to my work boots, and buries his face against my stockings. He begins at my toes, slowly sucking on each of them until the feet of the stockings turn to a big wet mess. I moan loudly as his lips send shivers through my body every time they press against my inner thighs. He stops kissing my thighs, and slides the panties up towards my knees. I can't help but moan as he begins to ease his finger inside me while his lips seal around the tip of my cock. He's incredibly good at it. The combination of his finger slipping in me and his slow sloppy technique nearly makes my come. I want him to fuck me so badly, but I'm not sure if my tight virgin hole could handle the width of his cock. His fingers slip deeper inside me but it's too much to handle and I beg him to stop. But he doesn't listen and keeps pushing his index finger as far as it will go. I thought I was about to pee, but it turned out to be something else.

"Holy shit I'm going to come." I gasp. It's a pleasure I've never experienced before.

I wrap my hand around his and shoved it forward, making sure his finger digs all the way inside of me hole. I stare down in disbelief. I've never shot a load even close to this big, and never had anything that resembled an orgasm like this. I can't stop coming and feel load after load pouring inside of Ross's eager mouth. Finally the last little bit comes out, and Ross hungrily swallows it so hard that I can hear a loud 'glug' 'glug' come from his mouth as he gags hard on me. The difference is, unlike me, Ross has no problem deep-throating me and can handle my loads.

As soon as he finishes swallowing my load, he slowly takes his finger out and shoves it between my lips. It was a weird kiss. His face is so prickly and he tickles my face, but he uses enough tongue to make it feel nice and the taste of my hole melts between our open lips. He does it once more, then grabs the side of my neck and plants a long wet kiss on my lips. Our kissing quickly escalates into a hot make out session, and we begin nibbling back and forth against each other's lips while he sucks the taste of my ass off of my fingers. While we kiss, his hand finds its way up inside of my sweatshirt and he begins caressing my nipples. His soft caressing turns into pinching and once they are both rock hard, he yanks the sweater up above my head.

His hands are still pinching my nipples, and he begins to kiss the soft skin on my exposed belly. Much to my surprise, his lips against my belly turned out to be 'my sensual spot'. Every time his lips press the exposed skin between my crotch and belly button my whole body seems to tremble and shake. He gives me another kiss on the belly, before pulling up my sweater and wrapping his lips around the bra. His finger finds its way inside my mouth and I suck on it like it's a cold Popsicle on a hot day. Now I'm so turned on, I'm hard again.

His lips seal around my nipples, he begins to suck them so hard that they start to turn swollen. He bites so hard on them that he leave little teeth marks on the outside of the bra, causing me to squirm wildly. As soon as he finishes getting my nipples nice and swollen he spins me over, pulls my panties back down and hungrily licks my ass for twenty minutes straight. He is so good at it, and I practically beg him to finger me again. He tries but it hurts too much, and I have to remind him I'm new at this. When he spins me back over, he sees that I'm hard again. He looks at me in disbelief, and pulls my cock out of the side of the panties. His face jams back and forth against the soft fabric of the panties, and not even two minutes later I shoot a tiny little load right to the back of his throat.

It's finally time to put our clothes on and get to work.

We work our butts off in the hot sun for the next twelve hours straight. Ross had just received a new shipment of hay bales that needed to be placed in the barn. Next, he needed to have the horse stalls shoveled out and the pigsties cleaned up. It's dirty farm work, but it's nothing I wasn't used to and Ross knows that. But since it was only the two of us working today, I decided to surprise Ross when he went to get a tool from his pickup truck.

When he came back I was wearing work boots, a set of red matching lingerie and white fishnet stockings. I knew Ross wouldn't be able to keep his eyes off me, and just to get him more excited I spun around and gave him a good look at my backside. He reached down inside his pants while staring at my plump little ass in my tight red lace panties. He smiled as I reached around and bounced each ass cheek in my hand and flexed them up and down. I finally felt sexy. I finally had someone noticing my smooth young body. Ross finally had enough of me teasing him and pulled me down one of the hay bales. He grabbed both my arms and pinned me hard beneath his big heavy body. He began to kiss my inner thighs just above the white fishnet stocking. He seemed to know every spot that made me shiver and shake. As soon as he placed his mouth against my belly, I could feel pre-cum oozing all over the front of the red panties. He let go of my arms, spun me around and pulled me of his huge belly.

He grabbed my ass hard, reached inside the back of my panties and began to kiss the left side of my neck. As our lips met, he reached deeper and started feeling for my hole. His finger seemed to slip inside with ease this time, and was halfway inside when he gently bit my upper lip. He reached down between his legs and began to slide his thick hard cock against the front of the panties, jamming both tips of our cocks together. But as soon as his finger was comfortably inside me, we were interrupted by the loud noise of an approaching pickup truck.

I quickly jumped off him, and smiled back as he checked out my ass jiggle while I ran to the back of the barn. Out of all people, it was papa who had driven up the barn. Ross had just enough to get up and doing up his zipper, while I quickly got dressed. I didn't have time to remove the panties and bra and I could see that my cock was still dripping everywhere. When Papa came into the barn, Ross was pretending to take a break and I was pretending to clean the back of the barn. Papa spoke to Ross for a few short minutes, and as soon as I reappeared papa offered me a ride home. If only Papa knew that whole ride home, and with every bump in the road I was just get harder and harder and my cock had just ripped right through one of Mama's panties. The second we got home I ran to the shower to clean up. It was the perfect excuse to finish myself off.

The next morning I spent the ride with my lips wrapped tightly around Ross. Every big bump in the road meant he went deeper and deeper into the back of my throat. Just as we got up to his farm, I could feel my lips press comfortably against his big sweaty balls. I did once more, before slowly coming back up for air. That was all I could take because my jaw was so locked up. Ross reached down and started to quickly jerk himself off. But I stopped him because I did want him to finish just yet. Instead, I leaned up and gave long wet kiss on his lips.

"Wait, not yet I have a surprise for you." I whispered in his ear.

I made him close his eyes. It was torture for both of us. I could see the bits of pre-cum on his fat sweaty cock and really wanted to swallow his load. But I also wanted him to see the sexy surprise I had prepared for him. When he came down from the truck his eyes nearly blew out of his head.

I had gone to a thrift shop a few nights earlier and put together an outfit that I had bought for my 'girlfriend'. I was wearing a tight (and very short) blue denim skirt with a red crop top and black fishnet stockings. I made him face the other way, while I put on a small layer of red lipstick and a layer of mascara. I had one more little surprise for him. I reached inside of my backpack and he watched as I stretched my legs out and put on a pair of shiny red three-inch-stilettos

"You're so fucking sexy!" he practically yelled.

Ross smiled as I spun around, showing him how good my butt looked in the tight blue skirt. He grabbed me by the waist, and pulled my body tightly against his. His cock jammed hard into my backside as he reached between my legs, while kissing the nape of my neck. Just as he reached for my crotch I pushed him away and jumped up into the pickup truck bed.

I stood at the edge of the bed and hoisted the denim skirt just enough for him to see my white garter belts and floral panties. Poor Ross stood and the edge of the pickup with his big swollen cock spilling out of his jeans while he watched me tease him by pulling my skirt up and down. While pulling my skirt up, I pulled my crop top off just enough for him to see my brand new lace bra. Both my nipples were rock hard, and begging for his attention. He tried to grab me, but I quickly went on all fours and crawled around the pickup truck bed while he tried to grab any part of me. For next few minutes it became a game of cat and mouse until he finally manage to get up inside the pickup truck.

"You're a sexy little bitch." He said, as he finally managed to get his hands around me.

He grabbed the small red crop top and tore it up above my head, revealing my red lace bra. He shoved my back against the bed of the pickup and began gently sucking harder and harder on the bra, teasing my nipples against his teeth and tongue until they were both rock hard. His cock was still dangling out and dripping with so much pre-cum that I could feel a big wet stain forming on crotch of my panties as he planted his huge body on me. His finger found its way between my legs and he slowly began to penetrate me, while my stilettos shot up in the air.

With his finger inside me, he grabbed me and shoved me on top of him. He tore his shirt up over his head, revealing his thick sweaty and hairy chest. I thought it would gross to be leaning on him but it was the opposite. His thick and heavy sweat pressed against my skin, and was turning me on so much that I barely notice a second finger slip inside my hole.

"You want to fuck my virgin ass. Don't you?" I whispered in his ear.

The answer was pretty clear as his fingers pushed all the way inside me, followed by a really hard double-spank on my left cheek. It was hard enough to launch my body forward and make my face slide into his chin. He reached under the skirt with his other hand, removed his fingers and he began slowly rubbing the tip of his cock between my butt cheeks. I leaned all the way back, reached into my skirt pocket and pushed him aside. It was just too much getting teased like that. I wanted his big fat cock inside me so badly. But I knew I would need something to ease him inside me, so I brought it with me.

Another huge string of pre-cum spilled out from his cock and rolled down to his balls as I spilled a thick layer of lube on him, and began to slowly rub it up and down on his cock. I pulled my panties to the side, and he held his huge swollen cock in place while he wrapped his hands around my waist. I teased it back and forth, encircling my hole with the tip of his lubed up cock until slowly setting my body down on him. As soon as the tip was inside me, I let out a huge uncomfortable moan and my face turned bright red. It hurt so much but felt so good at the same time. It took a few slow tries, but after a few minutes the tip of his cock was nestled comfortably inside me. Well, only half of it. But it still felt pretty fucking good.

"Right in there Daddy Ross. Fuck me with your huge cock" I moaned.

"Call me Daddy again!" He moaned.

"Fuck my with your huge cock Daddy."

It was clearly turning him on.

I could barely handle him at all. He was so big and swollen that he was burning up my insides. But watching his big red sweaty face and sweaty chest drip all over made me want him so badly. The more I called him 'Daddy' the more turned on he seemed to get. Both his hands slipped under my skirt and he pulled my ass-cheeks wide, helping ease his huge cock deeper inside of me. But I could still only stuff half his swollen cock inside of my hole. Even with another few dumps of lube, it just wouldn't go any deeper. Lucky for me, he couldn't handle anymore and just as soon as he was more than halfway inside, I could feel his warm goo shooting up inside my hole. Then he pushed a little deeper inside, hitting the perfect spot.

I reached underneath my skirt, pulled the panties to the side and began to quickly jerk myself off. Ross pushed my hand away and took over. He yanked my cock faster and faster. Seconds later a huge load shot out of my cock, and landed all over his hairy chest. Ross reached under my skirt and firmly grabbed my waist, slowly pulling me towards him. My come dripped down all over my fishnet stockings as he pulled me down on his big body and we locked our lips together. He flipped me over, and licked every last bit of cum off of my stockings and then giving me a few soft kisses on my belly.

"We better get to work." He groaned, unenthusiastically.

But before Ross could move I pinned my hands against his thighs, and pressed myself down on top of his big sweaty face. I pulled my panties to the side, sunk my ass on top of his face, and locked my legs in place so he couldn't move. He eagerly licked his warm load out of my hole while I leaned down sucked his cock dry. Once again, we were just in time and interrupted by the roar of a pick-up. It was starting to become scary how risky this was. But it made it so much more fun.

Ross quickly put his clothing back on and I inside of the truck to change. My jeans came up over my panties and stockings, and I threw the stilettos under one of his seats. My shirt barely covered the tight red bra I was wearing and I only had a few seconds to rub the makeup off my face. Papa pulled up right alongside Ross's truck. Lucky for both of us, Ross's truck was much higher than papa's and he couldn't really see below our waists. As Ross talked to pa, he had the audacity to caress my inner thigh and play with my crotch. He continued talking to Papa while fingering the panties elastic, and trying to reach inside of my jeans.

Papa offered me ride home, and I grabbed my bag and headed out of Ross's truck. I knew full Ross could see the panties elastic sticking out of my jeans as I stepped down from his truck, and there was no doubt he was staring at my ass. I just had to pray Papa didn't anything.

Later than evening Ross came over for beers with papa. Papas chair was back against the house and Ross's chair was facing my bedroom window. There was no way I was going to miss this perfect opportunity to tease Ross. At first he didn't notice me, but after shining my Casio right in his eyes he glanced up to my window. I was wearing a white bathrobe and as soon as he saw me, I slowly undid the belt proudly revealing a tight red and black corset and black floral panties. Now I had his complete attention! Even from my bedroom window I could see the bulge in his cargo pants. He was clearly hard and very distracted. As if that was distracting enough, I had another idea.

I took a small brown dildo and began sliding it back and forth against my lips. Then I turned around, pulled the panties aside and slipped it inside of me. It was all clearly too much for Ross because he excused himself to go to the bathroom. Unfortunately papa followed him inside and he couldn't do anything about it. That made this so much more fun. The second he sat back down, I was back at it again. I pulled the panties down just enough to reveal my cock and began to slide the dildo deeper and deeper inside of myself. I paused for a second, put it inside of my mouth and then back inside of me. Ross excused himself again, but this time papa didn't follow him in.

Three knocks at my door and I knew exactly who it was. As soon as I let him into the room, we locked my door and he pinned me hard up against the bedroom wall. My legs wrapped neatly around his waist as he boosted me upwards. He pulled the panties aside and his cock started to inch its way inside me. It felt really good this time. So good that I had to bite down on his shirt so Papa wouldn't hear my loud moans. All of the sudden Ross lifted me up off the wall and carried me. His hands slipped back and he grabbed my ass, slowly pulling me up and down. Then he started going faster and faster, and his cock started to go deeper and deeper inside. I reached down in disbelief, to find that his entire cock had ended up buried in me.

Ross was starting to sweat everywhere and I could tell his knees were giving out. I pushed him aside and bent down on my knees, and after giving him a quick sloppy blowjob got on my hands and knees for him. He quickly grabbed my waist and pulled my hair, while jamming his cock inside of me. I whispered something about lube, and he quickly added some more. It started to feel fucking amazing! So good I wanted to moan with pleasure, but instead I had to bite hard on my lower lip.

As soon as Ross stopped moving I knew exactly what that meant. He yanked his cock out of me, jerked it rapidly and made a big sticky mess all over the back of my tight red and black corset. Ross leaned down to lick the mess out of my hole, and we were just in time to hear the screen door open.

Ross got downstairs just in time to greet Papa. He was (very smartly) holding two beers in his hands. The two of them went back outside to hang out in the lawn chairs while Ross secretly watched me getting dressed. I made sure he saw me slip a pair of purple lace panties underneath my jeans and a small black bra under my sweater.

The rest of the summer involved Ross fucking me while I wore different types of lingerie. Ross chose a few of the outfits for me, but seemed to have a particular affinity for anything stocking related. On the very last day of work, he invited me for dinner at his house. I made him wait at the table while I showered and got ready. When I came back downstairs I took the blindfold off and a big smile spread across his face. I was wearing a big red evening gown with long white gloves and a big pearl necklace adorned my neck. My long blonde hair was brushed neatly down and I had a thin layer of red lipstick on. The dress had a big slit going down the side, revealing a pair of long red fishnet stockings. As soon as I spun around he realized that I wasn't wearing any panties.