Orla the Farm Girl

Orla the Farm Girl

It is a warm morning on the Molloy farm as Orla worked tending the sheep and goats, the lush grasses on the rolling hills all around her bathed in warm sunshine. This part of Ireland had its share of rain, she thought, but not today.

She smiles on seeing Liam Molloy return from his task of mending the broken fences that line a cordoned-off area of the herding paddock. The family have owned the farm for generations and Liam's brother, Finn, two years younger, does his share of the work when his studies allow him the time.

Soon, she and Liam, will go down to the farmstead and muck out the breeding pens and have some time to be together again, the centuries old barn now converted to its modern use by keeping its hay storage loft accessible from both outside at ground level and by a long ladder from within; the building set into the hillside and forming part of the square that makes up the main farmhouse, barns and outbuildings for equipment and vehicle storage.

When at agricultural college she had her admirers that included a brief, but tempestuous, fling with one of the lecturers; but now in the sedate and rugged surroundings, and with the limited entertainment of the nearby town, she had settled into pursuing reckless moments with Liam and had not missed the interest in her of Finn.

Liam jumps off the seat of the quad bike, switching off the noise of its engine, some of the tools that he has had to use poking out from under the lid of a storage box on the front. Behind the seat is another, which she had used to bring bags of feed for the animals.

"How is my secret love?" he asks in a deep voice, the Irish phrase on his lips always getting through to her.

Liam is a big, strong guy and generously endowed, 'well-hung' as other women might say, not that she talks about her relationship with any of her friends who are in work supporting the wider farming community in the area.

His chequered shirt is only partially shoved under the waistline of his cargo trousers and clings to his muscular body. She does not miss the bulge in his pants and knows from experiences with him what he packs in there. It is impossible to ignore what the sight of him, and what he says soon arouses in her.

Her pussy immediately starts tingling, she is already wet at the thought of finding a place and the time to get together; for them to have an impetuous fuck. Her heavy breasts already ache at the thought of them getting together, her cotton shirt shifting under the weight of them, the bra she put on is thin and flimsy; the weather too warm for anything 'proper', as Misses Molloy would want to see her wearing.

She walks over to him.

"Hey Liam, hot today, isn't it?"

She smiles mischievously and deliberately lets her gaze take in what he is seen wearing, then drift down to his crotch. Liam looks up, wipes sweat from his forehead and grins.

"You look hot too, Orla. You sure know how to work with the stock... and on me, but you discovered that long ago."

"Yeah, I did." She pretends to finish filling the troughs with feed, the animals brushing against her. The bag, still partially filled, is put into the hamper at the back of the buggy. "Are you through with mending?"

"Yeah, the fences at least."

The pushy young man talking to her is standing close to six foot tall and is strongly built, his love of hard physical labour around the farm to be seen in the muscles of his arms, broad shoulders and the absence of any surplus weight. His rebellious nature is matched by a mop of black hair, his stubble beard and his right earlobe adorned by a stud earring.

He had made no secret of wanting to pursue Orla from the earliest days following her arrival for work on the farm. With his muscular body and height, she has discovered him to be very dominant; sex between them often quite hard, furiously energetic.

"How about you, are you almost through with what we came up here for?

"Yes, almost through..."

Liam's taken by the sight of the flaxen haired young woman that his father had decided to take onto the books, her broad-hipped curvy figure soon provoking him to murmur suggestive comments, once she had been on the farm for a couple of weeks, and he judged the moment right to make a pass at her, none too subtle and while they worked in the barn.

"I was wondering when you would try it on with me," she had said and on a suggestive look his way. Neither of them had, by then, made a secret of having 'clicked'.

And that was after she had sensed that his mother, Eileen Molloy, disapproved of her wearing sleeveless work shirts, or blouses, that kept her cool in the muggy weather they had been through in recent weeks, and that revealed more of her curvy figure than the woman approved of, and that seemed to have attracted the attention of her younger son...

Finn was almost the same build as his brother, his hair as dark but neatly combed from a parting on the left side of his head. He was always clean shaven, his slender face smooth and lightly tanned, and she sensed in him a more studious character and restrained with it, although she had not mistaken the interest in her and that was to be seen in his green-brown eyes.

Whereas Liam was brash and forward, Finn was controlled, and yet attentive, and she was often glad to be instructed by Eileen Molloy to help in the dairy where she prepared the goats milk for making into the cheeses that she sold from the small farm shop, set to one side of the property's main entrance. She had often felt that each of them were seeking her attention upon them and in denial of the other.

Orla slowly bends down to grab a small scoop used to fill the troughs. Her blouse rides up and Liam catches a glimpse of her breasts straining in the bra she's wearing. He watches and does not move for an instant.

"Come on, Liam, help me get the bag into the quad. I'm through with this, here."

Liam stands closer and his hands touch hers as they lift the bag together. Then Orla deliberately presses against him and immediately feels his cock getting hard through the rough fabric of his cargo pants. Liam's hands gently pulled her back against him and she felt her heart beats quicken.

"Just being with you gets to me," he says, his breaths warm in her ear.

Her heart is beating faster as she felt a lump pressing against her butt cheeks. His caresses to her throat and neck kept inching further down and she closed her eyes, feeling powerless, and not wanting, to resist him. He felt her hips and waist and up under her arms, just brushing the sides of her breasts. The chills raced through her body as his erection swelled.

"Fuck... Orla, what are you doing?" he now asked.

She has turned round and brazenly grabbed his bulge through his pants and squeezed none too gently.

"This... it's been what I've wanted from you all week. That thick cock in my pussy, again, but down in the barn... now move!"

Liam doesn't hesitate for a second, he won't let the opportunity to claim her pass him by. She drives the quad over the bumpy grass, Liam's hands groping her breasts as he sits beside her and reaches across to do so and while he can.

She slews the machine to a stop by the large door of the barn, to the hay loft, and they stumble inside, finding cover behind a stack of bales just high enough to shield them from view.

He pushes her against the bales, those covered by a thin tarpaulin. He's already unhooked her bra; has done that as they drove down the pasture. Now he eases it away, enough, and pushes up her blouse before he claims Orla's pendulous breasts, sucks hungrily on her nipples. Orla moans loudly, rips open his pants and pulls out a thick, long cock, that she wanted to reclaim.

"I want that monster in me... now. We haven't got time for it all!"

She drops to her knees, takes Liam's trembling cock deep in her mouth, sucks and licks over its length until it is completely shiny with her saliva. Liam moans and grabs her hair. After a minute he pulls her up, turns her around and pushes her forward over a bale of straw. He slides her jeans and panties down her fleshy thighs, Orla stepping out of one leg, the rest pooled at their feet. They'll fuck partially dressed.

"Have this"" Liam calls out as he rams his thick cock deep into her soaking wet, hairy, pussy in one long and deepening thrust that has her feeling he will lift her off the straw covered floor.

The bleating of the animals in the barn below will be the perfect cover for the noise they will make.

"Aaaah yes! Harder!" Orla gasps as Liam moves wildly and deeper in her, the clamping and tugging of her pussy's muscles bringing him on. She's glad that she's on the pill given how he fills her and what he cand unload into her.

Liam fucks her roughly, his balls slap against her clit, his hands knead her breasts as she reaches back to touch his penis, to stroke Liam's belly. Within a few minutes, Orla comes shockingly, her pussy squeezing his cock, Liam holding out for a few more thrusts before he pulls out and directs his ejaculations onto the floor, thick wads spurting out of him in searing rushes.

At other times, in a bed, she has wanted him to cover her skin as well as filling her. Now there is work to do, and the risk of discovery.

"No one's around," he says still shuddering from the pain of his ejaculations, the sight of her partially naked body, Orla's glistening sex, exciting him to prolong these moments together.

"No, so now this way."

Orla pushes him onto his back, sits on top and slowly lowers herself onto his semi-hard cock. She rides him like a savage, her swaying breasts jerking up and down, his mouth claiming them and stilling those wild sways and jerks as she brings him on again.

"You stud... you horny stud! You can never have enough!"

"Of this and you? No!" Liam grabs her hips and thrusts up. "Your pussy is so tight and hot... grip on me and jerk me off, again, with it."

Orla comes a second time, silencing her screams against his mouth. This time Liam fills her deep inside. She stays on top of him for a while, enjoying the feeling of his cum leaking out of her.

They hear noises outside and rush to get dressed, cleaning themselves as best as they can, Liam cursing out of disappointment that their time together like this is suddenly over.

"That was wild," he says in an approving voice and looking at her, at the young woman with her insatiable appetite for him, for sex.

"Perhaps again later, this afternoon?" she suggests and moving nimbly to the ladder. "Now, I have to help in the dairy... and to please your mother with the work she always gives me."

"The Molloy's are never satisfied."

"Tell me about it," she answers on a soft laugh.

♥

Later that afternoon, after a short break, she lures him behind the barn. She gets on her knees, sucks him stiff again and then lets herself be taken doggy-style against the wall. Liam is tireless and fucks her hard and deep once more.

Orla shudders and climaxes again, Liam's ridged pole of hard flesh brushing over her labia before he plunges in again. Her legs tremble and she feels |hands grip her breasts; they hang free under her blouse, swinging back and forth with every thrust and as he climaxes; Liam's penis jerking and his groans of pleasure accompanying the searing rushes of his climax, the quantity so great that his semen leaks out of her as he slowly withdraws, only to plunge back in.

"Enough now, enough, Liam!"

By the end of their tryst, wanton and impetuous, Orla feels completely satisfied, her pussy and breasts, her body, aching from the lustful claims of her boss's son.

"This is going to be a good and exhausting summer," Liam says as he lets go of her. They both get dressed hurriedly and resume the tasks set for the day, but they hear noises outside, then a man's calls to them.

"Shit! It's my dad!" Liam checks that he's fully dressed and Orla too.

On a loud scraping noise, the large barn door swings open.

"Oh, it's you!" she says on a happy laugh. We thought it was your father checking on us."

"You two weren't misbehaving, were you?" There stands Finn, grinning broadly and seeing their evident relief. "Mother needs your help packing the last cheeses. Then she and dad are going into town to the deli... to bring them their supply."

"Then I'd better go," says Orla and looking at each of them in turn. She feels lucky to be working with two young and good-looking guys.

"Don't be away for too long," Liam calls after her. "You'll find us with the animals down below. I told Finn that we would end up working in here, the three of us."

"So, you planned this, you two, did you?" she asks, glaring at Liam even as she looks at Finn, who nods.

She seen to adjust the fit of her blouse over her aching breasts, turning away from both of them for a moment to do so. What a look upon her Finn had given, one that left her in no doubt of what he wanted from her and suspected Liam of enjoying only too often with her.

Liam waited until she was out of earshot.

"You're ready for this with her, aren't you? What we learned about it from mother, during that crazy winter, can be done with Orla. We'll each have our moments before mother and father return. Okay?"

Finn shifted from foot to foot. "Yeah, okay... it will be a shock for Orla to be wanted, by both of us."

"Don't be so sure, bro'. She knows how the world turns."

♥

An hour or so later, Orla stepped across the hay loft floor to stand by Liam's side once more. "What did you intend by asking Finn to be here with us... what did you tell him without me knowing?"

'You once told me that I could do anything with you, didn't you?', Liam answered.

"Shush now!" she said on a gasp of surprise and as she again looked at Finn.

"Don't worry so, Orla, He knows about it, how things have been between us... are between us," Liam explained.

Orla now looked at Liam questioningly. What did he have in mind? Did he want his brother to watch them having sex, or did he want the three of them to get together? She decided to take the lead, to provoke an answer from either of them.

"I don't do anything on film, to be seen on either of your phones! Got that?"' she said angrily to Liam whose response was to laugh.

"No, I know that you're not into that."

"And our mother always taught us to be respectful..."

"Don't go there, Finn. It's not necessary!" Liam said angrily, glaring his brother's way. Orla suddenly wondered what possible perversions may have been committed in the years before she had been taken on to work on the Molloy's farm.

Liam took her hand and she was guided into a darker part of the barn and soon, the two guys stood on either side of her.

She wondered what was going to happen, seeing that they had work to do and could not risk Eileen Molloy, or her husband, Jack, looking for them if they came back early from making the delivery she too had worked on.

She felt a hand slide over her back, and it soon stroked over one breast, cupped it gently. It was Finn. Really, she now thought, you want this from me too? He just wants to do it with his brother's lover here and now? Only when she looked down, hesitantly, and to her right did she see the bulge in Finn's work trousers, and she understood what the real plan now was.

Two men? Could she handle that and even after some of the craziest experiences she had known of when at agricultural college? And did Ishe want this... and go so far? She thought that she knew Liam by know and was not of a mind to let his brother into her also.

Finn's mouth crashed onto her lips and she parted them, groaned as she surrendered to a deep open-mouthed kiss as Finn's hand slowly closed on her breast.

She tried to turn her head away, but she couldn't go anywhere. Liam stroked her back with his hand. And now? What was she supposed to do? She had been looking forward to being with Liam for longer and not have to resort to furtive moments. But now?

She wasn't really sure what their plan was. What she did feel, and soon saw, was Finn undressing as Liam undressed her, he then stepping away and Finn reclaiming her, but she along with them was naked now, in the barn, and in the fading light.

She was coaxed to lie back on a rough blanket covering some hay bales, a softer bed than the straw bales nearby. Her legs were pulled wide by the two young guys that she worked with and soon Liam leaned over her, his penis in hand and brushing up and along the furrow of her womanhood. She felt the thrill of longing jolt through her body as his cock pushed up over her clit and then withdraw as he slowly bathed the underside of his penis in the flood of her juices.

The adrenaline rushing through her body provoked her to call out to him. "Quit playing around and fuck me Liam," she ordered.

"You're the boss," he said and she felt him push slowly into her wet and welcoming depths.

Adrenaline surged through her and she gasped and settled back into the arms of Finn, who had positioned himself behind her and to then fondle and squeeze on her breasts. She felt Finn's hard cock poking her between her shoulder blades as she leaned back against him.

"Mmmm," she groaned out of pleasure, yet feeling a sharp twinge of guilt at abusing her loyalty to Liam, but her doubts soon ebbed away in a flood of sexual sensation as Liam began ramming his cock into her with wild-eyed gusto and as Finn, knelling by her head, continued groping her breasts and hard nipples, leaning in when Liam allowed it to kiss her.

"She's so fucking gorgeous," said Finn as he eased away and watched his brother taking her in quickening movements of his hips, Orla's hands gripping his body or tugging on Liam's hips and setting the tempo of their rut.

"Wait 'til you feel what it's like to be in her," Liam said on panted breaths, and giving Finn a lecherous grin. "Orla's cunt is heaven and she works it so well."

"Here lie back some more," Finn coaxed and she did so, letting her head drop back so she came face to face with Finn's magnificent cock, as long but thinner than Liam's, the domed tip so large and glistening.

She regarded it from her upside-down vantage and gasped in approval. It was so different from Liam's, but she wanted it in her as soon as Liam had finished, lost his wads of semen in the rubber sheathing his length.

Her opportunity to admire it's sleek masculine beauty was gone too soon as it pushed forward to press against her mouth once more. She parted her lips and felt it push in along her tongue. Her whole body undulated in sublime ecstasy as she settled in to enjoy the feeling of two penises moving inside her at opposite ends of her body.

"Fuck, we've got some luck today, brother," Liam said on panted breaths as he grabbed her left breast and pulled on her nipple with his sucking mouth.

Orla moaned as she was being taken by one brother and performed her tricks with her mouth on the other. The memories of some crazy parties at college soon rushed in.

The pleasure that she felt as these two horny brothers enjoyed her body was as intense as her first gangbang experienced in her first year at college. That had been an epic event that had changed her; made her accept the young woman that she was, her sexuality and the pleasure that she could give and receive in return.

"Sorry, you've got to get to it quicker!" she called out to Liam. "We can't get caught!"

Fortunately, she could feel the orgasm tightening up, coiling within her like a watch spring. Her nipples grew from merely firm to hard and erect, her pussy began to trill with the energy of her approaching release.

But God damn it, Liam couldn't read her mood, and he pulled out and grabbed at Finn's arm as he bore his weight on it as he leaned over them, watching as they fucked, squirming as Orla reached out to grab his penis and stroked and tugged on it.

"He's ready!" Orla cried out and on pushing on Liam's chest to persuade him to move.

"It's your go, brother, just put on a rubber," said Liam as he moved aside, stroking his wet, sheathed, cock, Orla also stroking and squeezing it; jerking him off as she prepared for the new sensation of Finn claiming her.

"Hurry up, Finn!" Orla groaned in exasperation at the delay, her fingers rubbing her slit furiously.

She drew her right hand down to rub along either side of her clit to try to provoke the waves of the climax that she wanted as Finn settled between her legs and then slid easily inside her.

But she could tell she had lost the rousing urgency that would push her over the peak of pleasure that Liam had brought so expertly to her.

Liam hadn't climaxed and she tasted herself on the condom as she took him in her mouth and as Finn began to thrust deeply into her; as he bore his weight on outstretched arms, only his penis to be felt along with the pounding of his hips against her buttocks as she managed to lift her legs around his waist and surrendered to his reaming movements.

She struggled to breath in air round Liams's huge cock now pushing into the uncomfortable regions at the back of her mouth. She would give the Molloy brothers a good time and treat herself to these moments, not shared in since university days.

'I can at least give these boys a story no one will ever believe,' she thought, and sensed that Finn was on the edge of climaxing.

He gave her a few more pumps before pulling his cock out. Orla could feel that her well used vagina was gaping open, eager and desirable as Liam invaded her body again. She arched her back in approval as he sunk into her and a rousing and frenzied end was brought to their tryst, Liam's body shuddering as she felt his penis leap and there was the rush of sensations in her pussy, in her abdomen as he ejaculated with the force that she knew so well and wanted from hm every time they took to each other. The condom would be filled and be heavy.

Finn worked his length, then fucked her in the mouth in wet and noisy ways before he too erupted, pulling out of her and his hands cupping the end of his jerking penis as he sprayed a wild torrent of semen onto the condom.

"How you've wasted me, you two... wasted me!" she called out, Liam's kisses to her mouth finally silencing her to stifled moans. "Give it and me a rest now. Today's been wild!"

"Damn Orla, you're never too tired either, are you? Back to work, now, is it?"

"Yes, our secret can't get out. But there' s a whole new week ahead of us. So, we plan for the next time."

When she had fully come to her senses and sat up, the guys were dressed. Liam held outa hand and she grabbed it before he pulled her against him, his hands gripping her buttocks.

"Sorry that it's your turn to be on late duty. We are going into the city. App us if you want us to call in at your place when we're on our way back, won't you?"

Dressed and now alone, she walked somewhat unsteadily to the washroom set apart for her, and Eileen Molloy, at one end of the machinery shed. She took a quick shower and, as she dried herself off, she glimpsed her reflection in the mirror.

She was passionately demanding of a lover, had been of both Liam and Finn, but she did not think of herself as a slut and neither of them had used the word on her, even if their shared actions may have made her behave as one.

Satisfied, she stepped out into the cool, late afternoon, air and waited for the Molloy's to return.

She was one contended farm girl, both in her work and what she had done as a diversion form the career that she loved.

♥