Mary the farm girl
By Neckbreaker (male), nekkbreaker@yahoo.com



It was early in the morning at the farm. Mary was doing her normal chores, 
carrying heavy buckets of water for the horses. The sun was shining down on her 
as she walked towards the barn, wearing her normal work clothes; cutoffs, a 
sports bra and a big straw hat. She had a friend walking along her this morning, 
a friend who had just come to visit her from Sweden. He had placed one hand on 
her butt and she looked at him, smiling but speaking in a firm voice.

"Take your hand off me. I don't have time for you now, I must do my morning 
chores."

"Come on, let's make out... you've got such a nice body, we can do it here in 
the sun..."

Their pace slowed down, as he felt up Mary's body with his hands, running his 
palm over her abs and breasts, grinning. Mary was carrying two heavy buckets, so 
she couldn't brush his hands away. And she didn't want to put the buckets down 
either, because then she'd have to go through the effort of picking them up 
again.

"Then who's going to give the horses their water?" she said as she stopped, 
still holding the buckets. "Stop feeling me up, you're slowing me down. Maybe 
we'll have time for that later."

"But I wanna make out now..." He stood in front of her, running his hands along 
her waist, feeling her firm breasts, enjoying the tiny drops of sweat on her 
shoulder.

"You don't want to annoy me, I'm warning you." She was still smiling, but there 
was something serious in her voice. He was caressing her womanhood through the 
denim now, and the buckets began to feel heavy in her hands. She sighed and 
dropped them. Great, now she'd have to pick them up again.

"Look what you did, you made me put down the buckets... you bad boy," she said, 
standing before him with her legs apart, hands on her waist. He was beginning to 
discover her well trained, firm swimmer thighs.

"Wow... these are so hot... you must work out a lot..." He ignored her 
complaints, dropping to his knees, caressing her thighs. Mary kept standing with 
her legs apart, still the hint of a smile on her face as he moved behind her, 
kneading her thighs and buttocks from behind. Then he looked out from between 
her legs, grinning.

"Come on, screw the horses... lets make out."

Mary looked down on him, bit her lip, hesitated for a brief second, then pressed 
her knee caps together, crushing his throat in between. He statred gurgling, a 
shocked expression on his face, desperately clutching her legs.

"Ggghhlll... uughhh..."

"I told you not to annoy me during my chores... you bad bad boy..."

Mary started to feel aroused, pressing her knee caps against the boys throat, 
using her strong thighs to choke him, hands still on her waist. A small stream 
of her juices trickled down her thigh and she moaned to herself. The boy was 
jerking and kicking, but kept in a firm place. She felt herself overcome with an 
orgasm, her whole body shuddered, then there was a sickening crack as the boys 
neck broke. She released her grip and casually let him fall dead, face down in 
the dirt. After panting for a while she wiped some sweat off her forehead and 
picked up her buckets, continuing her way to the horses. She made a mental note 
to throw the boy to the pigs when she was done with her chores.