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Free Hardcore Sex Stories - Bushel Basket
“It turned out to be a beautiful garden,” I told Richard as we picked some of our summer vegetables and put them in baskets.
“I think it turned out too good,” he said, as he looked around at all our baskets of vegetables. We had tomatoes, lettuce, onions, corn, cucumbers, herbs, and even some squash and pumpkins. “How are we going to eat all this stuff?”
“I have no idea. We can give some of it away, and I will can some,” I told him. We had a few acres of land that we harvested each year. It was a nice hobby, and we enjoyed the food.
“I’m beat. I say we knock off for the day,” Richard said, as he plopped down in the middle of the garden next to me. It was a beautiful day with the breeze blowing, the sun shining, and the bright blue-sky peeking out from fluffy white clouds.
“I say, yes, lets. I’m beat, too.” I laid back into the dirt where we had just gotten finished picking all the cucumbers. They were pretty nice size, a good 9 inches long and 3 inches wide. He rolled over, half on and half off of me, looking down on me.
“I say we just fuck for awhile,” he laughed, and kissed me.
“I say, yes, lets,” I smiled, and kissed him passionately. Slowly he parted my lips with his tongue. My breath could still be swept away by this wonderful man that I had married. His kiss became faster and more passionate this time. His warmth was like fire, and there was an immediate wetness between my legs against my panties. He could so effortlessly make me ache for him. After five years of marriage, we were still so hot for each other. Hardly able to keep my eyes open, I tried to watch as he kissed and nibbled his way down my neck, my ears, and my shoulders. My clothing just seemed to disappear, as he peeled it from my tanned flesh. Right there in the field, we undressed each other fully. I didn’t care if anyone drove by close enough to see us. I wanted him. I think it is that passion that keeps us together.
I pressed my curves against his, so his flesh would burn through to mine. With my tongue, I drew tiny circles down his body, stopping at each of his most sensitive spots: ears, neck, nipples, hips, and inner thighs. My fingertips drifted lightly over the parts of him that I had already licked, and then I reached his already hard shaft. With my own expertise, I used the tip of my tongue to circle around the head before bringing my mouth all the way down to his balls. I heard his moans, which made me want to please him all the more. Even after hearing a car go by, I could have cared less if they saw me blowing my husband out in the open. I hoped they took noted on their way by.
"Oh, baby," he moaned. With each thrust that brought him in and out of my mouth, his balls grew tighter to his body. As he grew closer to ecstasy, so did I. The wetness of my own excitement now filled the inside of my thighs.
"I’m cumming," Richard said, as I happily swallowed the warm juices that shot from his body down my throat and out of my mouth over my full, round breasts.
Richard pushed me back in the soft dirt, and brought his hands and mouth all over me. His powerful hands massaged my firm breasts, pinching and pulling at the hard nipples. Tiny bumps paraded over my body as he took his time in working his way down. As he kneeled before me, he put my feet on his strong shoulders and let my knees drop, which gave him full access to my sweet, wet mound.
My hips squirmed and moved as his fingers touched and wiggled the sensitive bulb within me. He let his fingers dive deep inside me. Then I looked down to watch to see his face buried between my legs.
"Oh, Richard," I moaned.
He licked and sucked me so skillfully that my knees shook with pleasure. It felt so good, that I wanted him to keep going. My moans were coming in gasps as he ate my salty desire. "More, Richard, please," I begged.
“I have something more for you,” he said, with a grin. Gasping for air, I watched as he took a cucumber from the basket next us. “Look what I have.”
“Put it in me,” I gasped. My pussy was wet enough to take almost any veggie in the basket and I ached for it. He cleaned it off with his shirt, then put it to my pussy opening and began to push it deep inside. It was so huge that it filled me deeply. It was so tight in me that it nearly hurt, but yet it wasn’t pain that I noticed, it was complete pleasure. He pushed it in and out of slowly at first, but then faster and deeper. “Fuck me,” I said in a whisper. I was deep in ecstasy. My hands touched my breasts, pinching the nipples between my fingers as he manipulated the way I felt. Then his tongue went to my clit as he continued to push the vegetable up inside me. I screeched as my body burst into orgasm. Richard rolled me over on my side and pressed up behind me. The cucumber slipped from inside me as I moved into the position he wanted me in.
“I have something else for you,” he said. I didn’t turn around to look. Then I felt something else slide into my pussy. I wasn’t sure what it was but it felt good. It wasn’t him. I knew that. After a few moments, I felt someone move to my asshole, pushing inside. With complete pleasure, I pushed against it so it filled my ass. It was the best sensation. “You like that, don’t you,” he said.
“Yes, Richard.”
He moved it in and out of my ass, then moved himself into position to enter my pussy. “Yes, Richard. Fuck me.”
We were in a frenzy of passion, moving together, kissing, touching, and nibbling. My legs parted as wide as they could for him to deeply thrust into me. The winds blew a fresh breeze over our sweating bodies. Then I moaned loudly as waves of orgasm spread throughout my loins. This time, Richard moaned and came with me.
“You are still the best,” I said to him, when I could breath again.
“I never thought harvest time could be so fun,” he said, laying with me. The corn was still in my ass, and I really wasn’t in a hurry to move it. It just felt so good.
“Guess what we are doing tomorrow?” I grinned.
“Picking more veggies?” He winked.
“If I get the same treatment,” I said.
“Anytime.”
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