Meet Me on the Farm 2 (Patreon)
Chastity was feeling very happy with herself and pleasantly satisfied. She didn't bother to put her bottoms back on, in fact she left the barn and strutted about completely naked below the waist as she took her place once more on the porch. All the while her ass still leaked Gabe's cum.
Not wanting to let any of the precious fluid go to waste she would often reach behind herself and dip three fingers into her still gaped hole to scoop up some of that thick seed. Then she would entertain herself by licking her fingers clean and shivering at the strong musky taste that it held. She had done this as she made her way up to her front porch and once she had sat down on the single bench that was near the front door. She continued to lick her digits clean as she waited for Michael to arrive. She hoped he would come around soon.
It seemed like no less than twenty minutes after Gabe left that Michael was coming up the Farm's driveway. Chastity watched from her position and smirked to herself. She settled her naked legs together and then crossed one over the other. It made her curious how long her lack of garments would go unnoticed.
Michael drove a white 2001 Jeep Cherokee that climbed its way up to the house before stopping. When it did, the door opened and out stepped the tall Clydesdale that had a similar muscular body type to Gabe. His face was angular with strong, handsome features and a firm jawline. His long dark hair was pulled back into a pony tail and a frayed cap was settle on top of his head. A black tank top adorned his torso while simple blue jeans held firm to his strong legs. A belt and a golden buckle caught the light with every step that he took.
He beamed happily as he saw the gorgeous mare and waved as he closed the door to his vehicle and began walking towards her. While Chastity looked over the low wall of the porch she suddenly found herself getting a bit nervous, but then again it wasn't like Michael hadn't seen her like this before, though past circumstances had them being much more private.
"Hey, Michael," Chastity said pleasantly as the Clydesdale leaned against the side of the porch, his head peering over its edge.
"Chastity, I gotta say you are looking particularly vibrant today." His voice was deep and soothing like velvet and he wore a smile that dazzled the young woman. She giggled and leaned herself a little closer.
"Well aren't you a charmer. The day always gets a little brighter when you come around," she said back.
Michael chuckled and shrugged his shoulders. "If only most other things could be made better with a compliment and a smile. Like farm equipment." He sighed and glanced back towards the barn and settled a hand on his hip. "The damn thing is acting up eh? I'm surprised you didn't call Gabe, usually this is his kind of thing."
"I did actually have Gabe over earlier. He couldn't quite figure it out so he took off to get some parts." She nodded to herself and leaned back against her seat.
"Hm...odd I would have though I'd have seen him coming in. Oh well..." Michael turned and began to walk for the barn but Chastity lunged out and grabbed his hand that had been set on the porch wall.
"Wait!" she called out, making him freeze where he was. "I mean...forget about the barn and harvester for now. How about you come up here and give me some company?"
"Give you some company?" he copied and chuckled. "You know the last time you asked me to give you some company we ended up doing a lot more than just hanging out."
"And who's to say I want any different now?" She flashed him a smug look which made him laugh.
"You know, if I was a betting man I'd say there really isn't anything wrong with the harvester and you just want some alone time with a hard dick."
"Well it's too bad you're not a betting man, cause you kinda hit the jackpot." She laughed and leaned back on her seat as Michael casually came around and up the porch steps. Chastity had unfolded her legs at that point and her thighs were open just enough to expose her smooth pussy lips to anyone that might want a look. And the Clydesdale was certainly one of those people.
When he saw the state of dress that she was in there came an immediate flush to his cheeks and his heart began to gallop. His eyes fixed between her legs and he had to clear his own throat so that it would come off that he wasn't only staring. "You seem to be missing some pants there," he noted.
"Pants are over rated anyway," she retorted and splayed her thighs even more. As more light was allowed to grace her nether lips he could see that the fur on her inner thighs and over her pussy was damp.
"And getting caught by any of your siblings or dad ain't?" He noted and crossed his arms over his chest.
"Dad and the girls aren't home. It's just you and me here." She watched him with a glint in her eyes as she traced her figure and drank in his fit image. She noticed a particularly large bulge at the front of his pants, and no doubt that his manhood was straining to get free as they spoke.
"And how long will they be gone for?" He asked and leaned against the low wall.
"Psh, where's your sense of adventure? Does my old man really scare you that much?" The mare asked and suddenly jumped up to her hooves. Michael blinked as she approached him all of a sudden. She reached up with both of her hands and took a hold of his arms to unfold them from his guarded stance. "I'm really looking for that stallion that fucked me in the cornfield raw for an hour a month ago, have you seen him around?"
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