Ray Todd

The farmers hot family

CHAPTER ONE

Kitty Stockdale was sitting in the large kitchen of the old farmhouse sipping her third cup of coffee. It was almost noon and she was still wearing a terry cloth robe with her long blonde hair hanging limply over her shoulders. With the children in school and her husband at the auction buying cows, Kitty was just loafing around the house.

Kitty was a very attractive little blonde of twenty three, and was married to a farmer who was twenty years her senior. The girl had married Hank Stockdale shortly after she met him two years ago. They met at the county fair, and the older man who was a widower with two teenagers was attracted by the beautiful girl's youthfulness.

Kitty was the daughter of the town drunk, and since her early teens she'd had no supervision and was the town's easy piece of ass. Hating to spend her evening in their crummy little shack with her drunken father, she spent her time with the young studs of the town, generously taking care of their sexual needs. As time passed, her lovers took the nice girls of the community as their wives. At twenty-one, and with the reputation of being the town's bad girl, almost all the eligible young men had married, leaving Kitty desperate for a husband. That's when she'd met the widowed farmer at the fair, and immediately set out to catch him.

Because of her sensuality and experience, she had no trouble wrapping the lonely older man around her finger. Hank Stockdale had led a sporran life with his children ever since his wife had died several years ago, and when Kitty managed to seduce him, he begged the young girl to be his wife. All the townspeople snickered behind the older man's back for marrying the local dippy who was young enough to be his daughter, but they never made fun of him to his face.

When Hank first proposed to the girl, she saw it as her only means of security. The man was a hard working farmer who'd saved his money and had no debts as most of the other local farmers did. Her only hesitation had been about taking over the responsibility of the man's two children, but that had worked out well for them all.

Now after two years of marriage, Betty and Andy, treated her more like a big sister then a stepmother. After her wild teen-aged years, Kitty often found life on the farm quite boring, but to her surprise, Hank had turned out to be a virile, big-cocked lover who always screwed her deep and hard. Although their hot fucking sessions were always more than satisfying to her, the overly sexed girl was always hankering to be screwed by more than his cock.

That's what she was thinking about as she sat in the kitchen sipping her coffee. Watching through the window, she couldn't keep her eyes off the new farmhand who was out by the barn, brushing down one of the horses. His name was Bart, and he was a transient that Hank had hired just a few days ago. Watching him through the window, Kitty was fascinated by his young muscular body, as he stood there stripped to the waist. He was a blond, deeply tanned young man of about twenty-five, and Kitty could see the sweat gleaming on his broad back as he worked under the blazing sun. The thought that she and the farmhand were the only people on the farm made her wet and itchy between the legs. Wandering how big his prick was and thinking about it stuffed up between her legs was making Kitty more horny than usual.

Getting up from the table, she decided to entice him into the house with a glass of lemonade.

"Bart!" she called out to him from the back porch. "Would you like a nice cold glass of lemonade?"

"I sure would," he grinned, putting down the brush and wiping the sweat from his brow with the back of his hand.