Gloria Rankow strode across the unfamiliar field fighting her anger and wondering how the argument with her fiance had started. It was bad enough having had to spend the night alone, owing to the moral vagaries of Mrs. Judge, but then Frank had broken his word, failing to come up to the bedroom at the appointed time so that they could be alone together.
Frank had explained his tardiness in a most unsatisfactory manner, saying that he had been having a serious discussion with his little sister, a nasty looking little beauty whom she had glimpsed briefly outside the kitchen. He had refused to go into detail about their conversation, but that was not by any means the worst thing that the young man had done.
Once they were alone in the bedroom, Frank had refused to fuck her, despite the fact that the house was empty and nobody could have disturbed them. He had complained of tiredness, of not sleeping well on the couch. That sort of thing had never colored her man's lust in the past and now it could do nothing but contribute to Gloria's suspicions.
Frank had never talked about his family in any kind of detail. They seemed to be strangely quiet and introverted people. The mother and father had been quite icy in their welcome and the daughter and younger son had made no effort to meet her. Sooner or later they would have to accept her and deal with her as a person. Gloria was not the sort of woman to be slighted under any circumstances.
She had ended up yelling at Frank and running out of the house, refusing to let him accompany her. They had had their share of arguments in the past. Their relationship was stormy and passionate, just like both their characters. Still, this fight had been confusing and inconclusive. Gloria could not really understand the basis of her suspicions.
It was a warm summer morning, almost noon actually, with the sun beating down mercilessly on the carefully tended fields. The farm was as Frank had described it, small but quite productive and actually very pleasant to look at and walk around. For a city girl like Gloria Rankow it was exciting and exotic to be in such a rustic and bucolic setting.
Aside from the Judge farm, the region seemed almost deserted, protected by hills on one side and a large lake on the other. It must have been strange to grow up ten miles from town and five from one's nearest neighbors. One thing was certain. She and Frank were never going to move in with his parents.
Gloria found her mood improving as she paced the perimeter of the Judge farm. She could see Mr. Judge mending fences on the far boundary but did not bother to approach him. No, the man was tight-lipped and unfriendly. He would have to make the first move if they were ever going to be friends.
"Hey, you must be Gloria," a young masculine voice interjected into the midst of Gloria's reverie.
Gloria stared around in all four directions trying to find the source of the unknown voice. She smiled as she saw a filthy masculine form emerge from beneath what looked like an abandoned tractor. It had to be Gerald, the younger brother of whom Frank had spoken so fondly in the past.
"I've been working on this damn tractor all morning, otherwise I'd a come in to say howdy," Gerald announced, wringing sweat from the waistband of his work shirt. "Anyway, it's a real pleasure to meet you, but I'm too dirty to shake your hand."
"If you clean up a little, I might even let you kiss me," Gloria teased the obviously good-natured youth. "Look, there's a hose over there. Come on, I'll wash you down and then maybe you'll smell a little less like Old Macdonald."
Gerald returned the girl's smile, confused by her urban accent and whimsical manner of expression. Gloria was something to see, all right, a tall, slender woman whose short skirt and tight sweater left little to the imagination. She had a big pair of tits for such a thin body, as Gerald couldn't held noticing.
Gerald pulled his shirt off and loosened his trousers, walking over to the hose Gloria had indicated. He closed his eyes and threw his hands out as if waiting to be baptized. Gloria looked the boy over for a moment and then turned the nozzle of the hose, loosing a stream of cold water onto the top of his head.
"Shit, that's cold!" Gerald shouted. "Take it easy, you're supposed to be cleaning me, not turning me into a snowman."
"You're covered with oil, I'll never get you clean," Gloria answered. "I guess I'll have to scrub you down."
So saying, the girl balanced the hose on an end of the tractor, directing the stream in Gerald's general direction. She grabbed the well constructed lad by the shoulders and turned him around, immediately wiping his back with a rough piece of reasonably clean cloth she had found next to the water spigot.
A few minutes later, Gloria was as wet and cold as her younger charge. It was impossible to clean the boy and stay dry simultaneously. However, her adventure improved Gloria's mood almost immediately. Gerald was a nice boy, not nearly as much a wiseass as his brother. He was good-looking, too, but that was something she had anticipated in advance.
"Come on, I have some towels next to the tractor," Gerald said a few moments later. "You're going to get a cold running around like that. You should get some dry clothing."
"Let it dry in the sun," Gloria answered mischievously. "If you don't mind my being naked, that is."
Gerald tried to be cool about the situation, not letting himself say a thing. He would have given his left ball to see the girl naked but could not express himself about it with even a veneer of sophistication. The two youngsters sat down behind the tractor and Gloria realized that they were completely out of Mr. Judge's sight. She could take off her wringing wet blouse without looking like some kind of whore in the man's eyes.
Gloria reversed her blouse and then drew it slowly over her head. Frank tried not to look but it was apparent that the girl hadn't been wearing a bra. To his surprise, Gloria did not stop with her blouse, kicking her skin-tight jeans over her ankles and sitting down beside him clad in nothing but a filmy wet pair of near transparent panties.
It was almost too much for Gerald to take. A few hours before he had been sucked off by his sister, but it had only added to the healthy young lad's desire for more. Now he was inches away from the most beautiful and sophisticated woman he had ever seen. What the hell was he supposed to do about it?
Gloria made that decision for him, saying a few words to Gerald and then kissing him playfully on the cheek. Her mind was made up. Obviously there was something going on between Frank and his little sister. As long as that was the case, there was no reason for her not to make turn-about fair play. And the boy was turning into an easy enough mark, she reflected as Gerald returned her kiss, putting his arm on her shoulder and trying to force his tongue into her mouth. The boy was stripped to the waist already and his overalls were falling below the belt line. Soon he would be as naked and aroused as herself.
Gerald took the fascinating girl in his arms, still unable to believe what was happening to him. Her tits were pressed provocatively against his chest and she had her hands running up and down his back. A girl like that could be fucked. She had a lot in common with his first girl, Judy Jeffers.
Gloria was still quivering as her body dried in the shade of the resting tractor. She held her new lover close, feeling the boy's prick getting stiff behind his trousers. Soon Gloria reached down and began to fondle the stiff rod, not bothering to liberate it from the confines of its clothing.
Just as she had predicted, Gerald wasted no time getting out of the rest of his clothing. As Gloria slipped her panties off, the boy stripped to the skin, having some difficulty getting his erection free. That made Gloria smile, as did the thickness and rigidity of her newfound toy.
Gloria rose to her knees before the boy, pressing her lovely pert face against his groin. She ran her tongue through his pubic hair and then moved closer to Gerald's pulsating prick. The boy looked like he might shoot in her mouth but she had to take that chance, show him a good time before they fucked.
It was impossible for Gerald to accept the fact that a woman could be that free and guiltless about sex. After all, it had taken hours to convince his sister to suck his cock. Now this complete stranger was doing it on her own without having been asked. Yes, he would fuck her for sure before they returned to the house.
Gloria let the big prick slide all the way into her mouth. She had handled Frank's seven inches in the past and knew that she could do it just as well with his brother. Her throat gagged a little, but soon the thick rod was firmly buried in her throat. Gloria kept it there for a few minutes, looking up coyly at Gerald, seeing that the boy was almost faint with excitement.
Gloria allowed the rod to slide partway out of her mouth, only to suck it in again immediately. Her lips and tongue were a bewitching combination and Gerald could soon feel himself aroused as never before, turned on beyond belief.
It was with great disappointment that he felt Gloria's talented mouth slipping away from his prick. Gerald looked down at the girl and saw that she was squeezing her own tits, manipulating the pink broad nipples much as he had done to his sister. Gloria's tits were a little smaller than Donna's, but they were hard and firm, the prettiest things he had ever seen.
Gerald took the hint quickly, making the girl lie down beside him on the soft green grass. He ran his hands over Gloria's lush boobs and then replaced them with his mouth. One nipple slid between his lips and turned harder than before, sweet and spicy at the same time. All the while his prick continued to throb and Gerald wondered when he'd be able to get into the girl.
"Eat me," Gloria commanded, her voice lilting and saucy. "I'm sure a big boy like you knows how to eat cunt. Come on, let me see what they teach you out in the boonies."
Gerald sensed that he was somehow being insulted. It was the first time in his life that he had come up against urban snobbery. The girl was challenging him, acting as if he knew nothing about sex. Well, Gerald had done his share of fucking in the past and had satisfied better women than Gloria. He would fuck the bitch until she came and begged him for mercy.
Gloria leaned back against the tractor, parting her incredibly long and sensuous thighs. The girl looked like a fashion model, tall and trim and muscular, although her tits were a lot bigger than you usually see in magazines. Gerald watched with amazement as she began to finger herself, parting her soft pink labia and introducing two fingers into the crevice between.
Her hand danced around Gloria's pussy, sometimes stroking and pinching her clitoris, other times stretching her labia to the point where they were almost disfigured. Despite his pounding hard-on, Gerald could not stop looking. He was paralyzed, not knowing what the girl wanted him to do.
Finally he took the plunge, crouching before Gloria and working his tongue into that enchanting honey pot. Gloria tasted quite different from his sister. She must have washed her cunt with some sort of aromatic soap. It was impossible to believe that it could be that spicy and delicious naturally.
Gerald's technique turned out to be more than satisfactory. Gloria sighed with appreciation as she felt the young man eating her out. Nobody could equal Frank at eating pussy but for a young man Gerald was something else. His tongue seemed extra long, able to penetrate into her deepest reaches.
"That's nice, real nice," Gloria commented, reaching down to stroke the boy's wet hair. "Just keep doing that for a few seconds, and then you can fuck me. Yeah, I mean that. You can take your big cock and stick it into my twat. You want to fuck me, don't you Gerald. Well, eat me out right, and I'm all yours."
Gerald continued to work his tongue into her delicious cunt. He reached up and grabbed Gloria's tits hard, unable to stand the sound of her insinuating voice. He smiled inwardly as he felt the girl wincing. She was a wiseass all right, but once he fucked her she would be as sweet and submissive as Donna.
And it was definitely time to get down to some serious fucking. Gerald pulled his head away from Gloria's twat, but didn't let go of the girl's tits. Her nipples tickled his palm, they were so hard and perky. He had to get on top of her and suck those nips again as his prick slid into her open cunt.
Gloria lay back of her own accord, not frightened of the little roughneck but every bit as horny. Her eyelids were heavy and sensual as she watched the boy mount her. She had to hope that he wouldn't stick it into her and come in twenty seconds as young boys are wont to do. Still, he was a member of the Judge family and she had to give him the benefit of the doubt.
Gerald took his prick in hand, guiding it toward the fuck box that had so fascinated him. Gloria's body was smooth and hairless, her limbs long and incredibly supple. Before he was inside her she had gripped him around the waist with her thighs, making it impossible for Gerald to withdraw.
"It's so big, so fucking big," Gloria moaned. "I like them that way, the bigger the better. But put it in faster, all the way. I want it, I want all your cock."
Gerald did not keep the lady waiting. He leaned his body forward and made contact with Gloria's tits just as his the bolt slid home. Gloria's snatch was lot more commodious than his sister's but that did not bother Gerald. He knew that he could fuck the girl with abandon, give her the works.
He began to move immediately, slamming his prick in as if attacking the girl. Gloria wrapped her arms around the boy's back and drew his face to her own, kissing him deeply. Her tongue darted into Gerald's mouth and met his lingual organ. That calmed the boy down, just as she had expected.
"That's it, slow and easy, you're fucking not playing football," Gloria commented. "You're nice, Gerald, you really know how to turn a woman on. Let me feel your cock again."
Gloria reached down and took Gerald's stiff prick in her right hand, using her thumb to worry the vertical slit at the very tip of the thing. Then she held Gerald's rod against her clitoris, tip to tip, the two most sensitive parts of their pulsating bodies. Gerald shivered with lust, scared of the woman's erotic knowledge, wanting to fuck her normally again.
Soon his prick was back inside Gloria's pussy, throbbing and heaving again. Gloria moved with her lover, refusing to lie still for a second. She moved like a snake, as if there wasn't a bone in her lithe body. Gerald found that he hardly had to move at all, that she was willing to do the work for him.
He ran his hands along Gloria's body and then cupped them under her ass, bringing the girl closer to him. That way he could bury his face in Gloria's slender chest, suck at her nipples again. Gloria sighed as she felt the boy's prick moving deep inside her. She was going to come very soon.
It was hard for Gloria to move her body in the new position she had assumed. Her legs were bent around Gerald's torso and he had a firm grip on her tits. But the boy could not stop her pussy muscles from doing their number, squeezing and gripping his prick as if her life depended on it.
Gerald moved slightly, allowing the woman to recline again. Gloria kept her hand on the back of his head, wanting Gerald to suck her nipples. She caressed the boy's ass and tickled his bunghole with her right index finger, stopping when she realized that she was frightening him again.
Gerald began to hump the girl, slamming his chest against her thin body and showing Gloria no mercy. His prick felt strong and virile, able to hold out as long as necessary. The girl had to come, just as his sister had, to show him that he was a man who could keep a girl happy in bed.
He fucked Gloria fiercely, never stopping for breath, feeling the sweat flying off his face. The girl continued to move with him, exerting subtle counter pressures, never relaxing for a moment. Her body was rubbery and hard now, incredibly responsive, so lithe that he felt fat and slow by comparison.
But then the girl started to come, letting her passion out in a series of short choked cries. Her cunt began to tighten and flutter around Gerald's prick, turning the boy on more and showing him how close he had come to his goal. Just a few more hard strokes of his weapon and she would be his slave.
Gloria let out one last strangled cry of passion and then let the boy take her over the verge of sexual ecstasy. Her cunt tightened and loosened repeatedly, caressing the big prick that was driving her to distraction. Her orgasm went on and on until Gerald was scared again. He was used to responsive women but Gloria was obviously in a class by herself.
Even after her passion had abated, Gloria continued to move frantically, shaking her head back and forth, grabbing for her lover's balls and ass, rubbing her tits shamelessly against his chest. The boy was almost ready to come and she could not relax until he had filled her with spunk.
Gerald smiled down at the girl, knowing that she was his friend. Sure, there had been a teasing kind of competition between them but he had made her happy and now she was going to return the favor. He stroked Gloria's tits for the thousandth time and then tried to concentrate on the burning lust in his own body.
"You're going to come now, aren't you?" Gloria gasped. "I can feel that big thing vibrating. You can do it Gerald. Just shove it in good and hard, let it explode in my cunt."
Two more strokes and Gerald was able to obey. He felt the come shooting out of him without warning, as if his prick were a firehose. He came twice, the second gob of come soaking the girl up to her uterus, causing Gloria to cry out again. For a moment Gerald thought the bitch was coming again.
He left his prick in for a few minutes after coming, loving the feel of her clinging tissues. At last it was time to separate their bodies, gingerly untangle their limbs. Gerald got up and dressed himself quickly, holding himself erect with all his muscles tensed. Gloria was quite pleased with his vanity.
"You people are some fucking family," she commented admiringly. "When I met Frank I thought he was a damn hayseed. And when he told me about you people, shit I thought I was going to tobacco road. What the hell goes on here, anyway?"
"What do you mean?" Gerald answered. "We're just like any other family. Nothing strange about us."
"Oh sure, tell me about it," Gloria teased. "I think it would be a good idea if you and Frank and me and Donna had a little talk without your parents around. Maybe we could get to know each other a little better, if you get what I mean."
"Sure," Gerald answered. "My folks will probably be going into town again tonight. We can do whatever we want."