In the Rolling of the Hay

In the rolling of the hay

Vigorous oscillations did my youthful vigour bore back and forth rocking as my head lay pinned to the kitchen floor. Half opened panting mouths face to face sharing each others breath tasting cereal and whiskey every time he grunted into me.

The breadth of his fat cock stretched my pocket sized vagina wide feeling tightly packed every time he took me. He more than anyone else brought out my acquiescent tendencies.

My tiny hands lay prone adjacent to my shoulders clenched in teensy fists as he sucked on my neck branding me. I was covered in them, each one of them staking their claim.

Lost in his incoherent mutterings I caught enough to heed his bidding.

Raising my rear up supported by the back of my forearms balancing on my forefeet his firm hands grasped my slender hips as he guided his renewed efforts with his pressing need.

Besieging fingers seizing my assailable nipples tweaking and pulling had me writhing in amorous delight.

In heat set to implode groomed to accept whatever may all big eyes and innocence I was putty in his hands set to be moulded an empty canvas his forever.

Helpless in the face of his manly musk and the smacking of his balls buoyant against me yielding wet with the sounds of our joining as he bored into me had me mindlessly moaning and with his firm grip returned to my willowy waist and the way he was frantically fucking me had us drawing close.

Gushing on his rigid cock with my thighs and stomach burning as they held my pelvis suspended arching my back as my head craned back succumbing to an all powerful pussy melting orgasm locking up my muscles shuddering intensifying and prolonging my ecstasy and growling territorially he ejaculated in big wads of thick hot cum shooting deep up inside me in his many convulsions.

Prying thumbs had me spreading watching his seed seep out as he was winding down fucking me. Breathing hard my chest heaving he pulled out having me fall to the floor leaving my limp legs splayed and there I lay basked in glow as he readied for another day on the farm toiling.

Dozing serene he picked me up placing me spread on the kitchen counter ploughing down my wet crease and up into me coating his fingers. Feeding me this way was his way and aiming to please I did as he bade.

Licking and sucking his sharp smelling spunk my doe eyes blushed big on his just way he liked.

‘Good girl.’

My smile lit up like a radiant sun.

He picked me up in his calloused hands cupping my bite size butt deliciously pulling me taut sending a rush of arousal coursing through me as my legs wrapped around the sides of his burly waist and hugging me to him he breathed into me, ‘Who’s karaman escort my fuck slut?

‘I am Papa.’

‘Good slut, now back to bed,’ kissing my nose as his beard tickled my chin he set me down smacking my backside sending me fast along my way.

On legs precarious I gained my pillows and the moment my head hit I fast fell asleep.

Waking an hour later to the boys morning ruckus reliable as a blaring alarm my two elder brothers by a year and six jumped on me tickling me into submission, laughing hysterically I fought off peeing myself and having playful streaks they forever loathed granting me mercy.

By the time they were done I was gasping for breath heaving in big gulps of air. Max had his nice sized dick out stroking it as he ran his hand up the inside of my thigh something he liked to do a lot when he watched me masturbate so knowing my cue I opened my legs to feast his eyes.

Delicate fingers parted my unfurling petals showing him my pink finding I was still wet from Dad’s cum. Through my folds did my finger slice and in my hole two others dug in nice and tight.

Chad had his unholy cock out more than twice as thick as my graceful wrist rubbing my face up and down and all around skirting my lips teasing me in this game we played. The head of his cock stretched my small mouth wide as I met his arrival with a warm reception and a willing tongue.

Taking my hand from my breast Max used it to masturbate him as I realised I was in a way masturbating us all. Fevered breathing and his excited eyes pinching my nipple firmly clued me in to his state and stopping short I displayed my picturesque pussy fuelling his frenzy.

Beating off mad as hatters he blew his top exploding erratically in great fountains of hot jizz missing more than hitting me. With yearning eyes did his settle on mine reliant and demure.

Intuitively knowing what he wanted I held my arms out wide waiting, falling atop me we embraced cuddling. Max was the gentle one too easily emotional always needing to feel loved. I ran my fingers through his hair and in his ear I hummed him a soothing song.

Mildly disgusted Chad walked away mumbling under his breath, we lay this way for a good half dozen minutes before urging him up, ‘Come on sleepy head, you don’t want to keep dad waiting.’

Reluctantly we untangled and conscious of the time ticking I found Chad sitting man spread at the table chomping down on a hearty breakfast. Kneeling in front of him I unfurled his large cock out from under his shorts and started sucking on it as best I could, God he’s big as Dad. Whenever I got him off it was mostly a two handed hand job as one didn’t cut it and my mouth just karasu escort wasn’t near big enough and I knew it frustrated him to no end.

I alternated between swallowing his crown and licking his length up and down with the help of my small delicate fingers. The clattering of his fork as it hit the table hung in the air foreboding. He stood picking me up carrying me to the living room and from on height he threw me down on my mattress of puffed up pillows.

Falling on top of me he attacked me with pent up passion, large hands swallowed mine as he suctioned plunged my barely there breasts and slathering his way over to my mouth he buried his tongue in as our lips connected.

Leaving me gasped he took my calves bending me back in two. Exposing me with a look of longing he slid his king ding along dick slick along my slippery slit and up and over the curve of the swell of my prominent mound.

His look one of manic as he sliced along the cleft of my core lubricating himself back and forwards and stopping just short of a mad man he lined himself up and set about entering me.

‘No Chad,’ I yelped, ‘father will black and blue punish me,’ I’d been there done that scared to go back.

‘Well he ain’t here is he,’ he spat out, ‘why is he the only one making all the rules huh?’

Rising to the fore seldom did his angry side meaner than a bad tempered bear surface and woe to any who stood in the way when he was struck by such a mood. Only dad could stand his ground against his monolithic size and strength, like father and son genetically one near the same.

‘Why does he get to have you whenever he wants aye?’ he was starting to look through me which never failed in scaring me, ‘why not us?’

Squirming I fought like a badger managing to put some distance between us getting only so far as my held ankles allowed, ‘Chad, no, you know we’re not allowed,’ I begged him pleading.

Flipping me over onto my hands and knees he rubbed his craving cock up in between my perk buttocks and casting my sight behind I was on the verge of panic as he closed in on his desperate desire.

‘No, we can’t,’ my voice in near whisper broke in resigned defeat.

The commotion drew in Max’s presence and with it his ire and without a thought threw himself body and soul into the human wall that was our elder brother. Max took more after our late mothers side, being bigger than me he was dwarfed in comparison when up next to Chad.

And yet.

He released his hounds of war fighting over his favourite bone he mauled with passion unsurpassed did he fight on my behalf.

And yet even unto all of that Chad stood up a demi god throwing him off with relative karatay escort ease the poked bear had had enough and answering in kind he growled him a warning fit for a grizzly.

A small hand appearing from behind the same size as my own placed over his bicep cut the tension. My twin identical to me stood small decked out in his trusty slacks, bespectacled like me he laid his calm eyes on our seething brother and holding his gaze he softly said, ‘You do this and dad will never let you at her again.’

Like a monster kaiju he vented his frustration challenging the ceiling as I stood amid the roar. His massive chest heaved and fro and seeing us watching him his face took on a sheepish red before storming out and with it the angry rain cloud that took form.

In my heart I believed he would never hurt me but there were times I did wonder when the tempest came on the strongest. Scooting up over Max’s back reaching around I pelted his face with the many kisses of the deeply grateful.

Tad was watching us in his studied way and without a word held his hand out for me to take. Dropping down I took Max’s face in my pint size palms and kissed him a ‘I love you’ delivered in sultry breath.

Bound by invisible bonds did twins share leading me on where the sun scorched the earth and the dry air choked a throat with scattered winds picking up willy nilly did it blow gusts of dust through clothes and pores alike.

The barn three times larger than our house stood a bulwark against the back drop of a gathering storm. Ice capped mountain ranges from afar dominating the landscape imposing and tall. The weather shifting from one extreme to the other, a piercing cold to wipe clean an oven heat.

‘She’ll hit us by dusk I’d wager,’ Tad said tracking my eyeline.

Up against the pigsty did I stand with hands held wide as he blasted frigid water over me chilling me to my core. Muscles shivering in frenzy my jaw dancing a jig with a goosebump outbreak wracked in silent protest I stood stooped weary and weak.

Through stables I followed into a stall of loose hay bails pulling me to him with his warm lips on mine my hearts other half rove my body’s eager parts and so did his hot touch on me leisurely trail.

‘You know what day it is today?’ His cocksure smile beguiled one I did adore.

‘No,’ I managed through the chattering of my teeth.

‘Surprise!’ a cacophony of cheers from my rear appeared its delivery harsh and discordant yet good heartily sincere.

My kin looked on me with smiles as broad as burst hearts and glinting eyes happily merry.

In hats of festivities and to the blowing of the party horns they sung a song to their birthday girl on her special day of twenty.

Wreathed and swallowed in hugs and gropes of love to whisked away in a haze of hay I swooned in succumbed embrace to the many hands holding me down in place.

Up I gazed glazed into their gentle eyes they blazed.

In the rolling of the hay I lived a dream of what may.