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Haley was a stereotypical pretty girl. So soft and feminine as she was taught to be growing up. She allowed herself to be perceived however she chose to be. She was always in control of what people saw. They just never saw or heard her attempts at getting physical with any man. She dated Alex briefly, cutting him off when he was disturbed by her lack of attraction towards him. She just couldn’t get herself to enjoy intimacy with him.
She was single, for a long time. When you moved into town everything changed for her. Her chest fluttered when the two of you spoke, it freaked her out. She wasn’t familiar with this feeling. Let alone what she felt when she saw you doing yard work. She would sneak out onto your farm to watch, eventually she brought her camera. She would take photos of you, innocent ones at first. Then she took photos of you bent over, gasping at how beautiful your body was. She wasn’t sure if this was attraction or jealousy, everyone else knew though. Pretty little Haley would do anything for the farmer who just moved in.
There was one night where she was looking through her prints that were hung up when one caught her eye. It was of you, you were bent down away from her. Your pants were so tight and you could see every small detail of you. Your ass looked so good, she reached up to grab it, gasping as she looked closer at you. She bit her lip, feeling an ache she’s never felt towards anyone before. You were so unbelievably gorgeous and she knew in this moment that it was not jealousy. She had to have you. She pinned that photo near her bed that night, blanket thrown to the side, legs spread and small gasps and sounds of squelching could be heard. She was leaning on one hand while using the other. Her blonde hair was messy, her fingers slipped in and out of her pussy as she moaned softly at the photo she secretly took of you. She wondered if you could make her feel good like that, or even better. The idea of you touching her was enough to have her squeeze her own fingers, wishing you were there to help.
She readjusted herself so her back was against the headboard and her hand was free to feel her breast. She pinched her nipple softly, imagining your teeth nipping and pulling at it. Haley threw her head back, becoming a mess from the stickiness in between her thighs. Years and years of thinking she was broken, just to realize she was looking in the wrong place. One final slip of her fingers and she squeezed her thighs shut, moaning as she came all over her hand. She looked down at herself, sprawled out and sweaty over a photo of you bent over in tight pants that accentuated the print of your pretty pussy.
The following day she hid her photo of you in her vanity, knowing she’d repeat last night’s antics again. She was excited, feeling only a little creepy about what she’s doing. She wanted to see you today, maybe she’d be nice.
And she was, maybe a bit too nice. A bit too desperate, too touchy. You were smiling anxiously, waiting to see what colorful insult she would be giving you today. Except it didn’t come, she had completely switched up on you.
“Hey farmer, do you need help?” You raised an eyebrow, she would’ve let you roll down a hill rather than help you with any sort of labor. Haley hated to sweat.
“No, I’m fine?” You didn’t mean for it to be a question.
“No let me,” she said, pressing against you in a way that couldn’t be an accident. Her chest was full, she smelled so sweet. Your grip loosened but your eyebrow stayed raised.
“Thanks, Haley.”
“No problem, let’s go.” She struggled in her little skirt. The skirt she wore for you. The skirt she wanted you to see her in.
Once you got to your farm she set down the bucket, bending over a little too far to reveal her white panties. They hugged her pussy so nicely, her thighs looked so soft. Haley really was perfect. She stood up after being bent down a second too long to give you a view of where she wants you. Your eyes flicked up to a flushed Haley who was so desperate for you, she put her body through labor just to get a few brownie points.
“Thanks,” you said, still confused by her actions. Haley frowned, this wasn’t going to be easy. Or maybe you didn’t like girls. Either way, she’d be finding out.
“No problem, glad to help,” she said, fixing her blouse and wiping the dirt off her hands. You watched as she walked by and left your farm.
Weird.
Haley rubbed her thighs together on her way home, so impatient to fuck herself over today’s interaction. She reached the house, pushing through the door and slamming it before yelling “I’m home!” to Emily before running to her room. She tore off those disgusting clothes before getting into the shower and cleaning herself off. Her fingers reached down in between her thighs and rubbed vigorously at her clit, moaning softly while imagining you walking over to her while she was bent down and slipping your fingers into her slick pussy.
“Fuck,” she said softly, feeling her orgasm build. She thought of your lips and how they would feel against her own. Thinking about them kissing down her neck and taking anything you wanted from her. She wanted you to hold her fat tits against your face and suck on the plush skin. She wanted your face in between her thighs, looking up at you as you sucked on her- she came. Hard. So hard she was shaking. She needed you so bad.
Time and time again, she tried and failed to flirt with you. It wasn’t until one day you were at her house doing Emily a favor when jealous struck. You were finally in her house and it wasn’t to visit her. You were there for her sister and it bothered her. Emily had to run to work and you decided to stay back and finish what you were doing. You had no idea she was home, so when she came out, you greeted her softly.
“Farmer?” She asks softly, walking up to you and standing just an inch too close.
“Yeah?”
“Are you dumb?” You were taken aback by this, having gotten used to her being nice.
“What?” You searched her face, she looked angry. She was frowning and her pink lips twitched.
“I said, are you dumb?” She moved towards you, pressing her chest against yours and looking you in the eyes.
“I don’t— I’m not understanding,” you whispered, wondering what you could’ve done to piss her off.
“I’m basically throwing myself at you. I’m going through hell getting dirty and helping you on that fucking farm, and you don’t even notice me,” she was so close to your face. Her eyes searched yours, wondering if it was clicking yet. It wasn’t.
“I wear my little skirts, I wear my tight tops with no bra. Hell, I’ve helped you with no panties just to see if you would catch a hint, and nothing. Do I have to beg you to fuck me?”
Now you were very confused. Haley, likes girls? You furrowed your brows together, realizing it was never an accident. Obviously. You fucking idiot.
“What?” You said once more which was enough to push her over the edge. She knew her sister was gone for the day so she pushed you against the table and kissed you. Kissed you with so much fucking passion, you were frozen. A moan of relief left her lips and she relaxed against you. You closed your eyes, kissing her back and wrapped your arms around her little waist. She pushed you further onto the table and began rubbing herself against your jeans. The thickness of them felt so good through her thin panties.
“Idiot,” she whispered, before she sat up and tugged at your shirt. You helped her take it off as she looked at your chest. She reached down, gripping your tits through your bra. You moaned softly, holding her hips as she played with you.
“All I’ve wanted for weeks was for you to fuck me,” she said, pulling your bra up to play with your exposed breasts. She thumbed your nipples and began grinding harder on the denim.
“And all you’ve done is stand there and act like you didn’t know what it was I wanted,” she pinched, you winced and moaned at the wetness forming in your pants.
“Haley,” you said softly, trying to plead your case and she didn’t let you. She pulled her hand away from your chest and pulled her shirt off. She tore off her bra and leaned down to kiss you again. Her bare tits against yours as her tongue slipped into yours.
“Shut up,” she said, sucking on your tongue and biting your lip. She tasted so sweet, but she was so aggressive. Her entire body ached for you, for this. It felt so lewd to be laid out under her at her family table. She pulled away, her gloss gone and her hair a staticky mess.
“Farmer, I want you to touch me,” she begged, sitting up and squeezing her breasts together. Her nipples were hard and her eyes low. You sat up, taking one into your mouth and the other into your hand. You squeezed them and bit softly onto her nipple. Her skin tasted so sweet, you lapped at her nipple, trying to get enough of her taste as she moaned while she watched you devour her. She hovered over your lap and you took advantage and slipped your fingers under her soaked panties. With your mouth on her tit, one hand around her waist, and your free hand rubbing her wet pussy, she was falling apart. Her moans were so loud and desperate for you, you’d forgotten how angry she was moments before.
“Fuck, please finger me. Please, I’ve been fucking myself thinking about it and I need it from you,” she was grabbing your wrist, trying to guide you even closer. You listened, slipping your middle and ring fingers deep into her core. She cried out, grinding against your fingers. You pulled off her nipple gasping at her lack of care for who would hear her. She didn’t give a fuck, she wanted the entire world to know she finally had a good fuck. You blew softly onto her nipple, biting down on it once it hardened again. Her tits bounced at her fucking herself up and down your slick fingers. You squeezed her tightly against your chest before you flipped her onto the table and pulled your fingers out. You pushed her skirt up and pulled down her panties and stuffed them into your pocket. Her bare pussy was soaked, you didn’t even say a word you spread her legs and pushed her knees up to her chest before dipping your tongue into her little hole.
“Fuck,” she cried, holding her knees for you and pulsing around your tongue. You pushed your fingers in, lapping at her clit and sucking on it before slipping those same two fingers in. She was shaking from the pleasure as your tongue played with her. You licked a stripe from her ass up to her clit and sucked harshly, wanting to watch her reach her climax.
“Come on, Haley, let go,” you begged, curling your fingers up, feeling her hips buck up. You continued, standing up and leaning down to kiss her. She licked your lips, sucking up all her juices, wondering how something so filthy could turn her on so much her pussy made such loud sounds as they sucked in your fingers. Her moans got higher, her breath was short, and then she came. She came hard, her legs squeezing together as she clenched around your fingers. Your tongues colliding and sucking on one another’s as she moaned loudly. She rode that high as long as she could, watching as you fucked into her sensitive pussy a few more times before pulling your fingers out. You looked at the before licking all of her off of them. She watched with amusement before sitting up. She was breathing so hard, you feared she’d pass out. Haley turned to look at you before standing up and pushing you down to the ground. She tugged at your pants and panties, basically tearing them off of you.
“I want to try,” she moaned, peeling your clothes off of you and spreading your legs. You were against the cabinet under the sink, watching as she lowered herself between your legs. She looked at your pussy, never having seen one in front of her before. It was so pretty, so shiny, so fucking exciting to look at. She reached her fingers out, pressing her fingers between your lips, feeling you shudder. You grabbed her hand, showing her what fingers to use before placing them near your hole and pushing in. You moaned loudly, so overstimulated from watching her fall apart in front of you. She slipped her fingers in and out of you cautiously, watching your reaction.
“Have you ever tasted it?” You whispered, she shook her head before leaning forward and pressing her tongue flat against your slit above her fingers before pulling back and looking up at you . You reached down and spread yourself with two fingers and urged her with a soft, “suck.”
She nodded, leaning forward again and sucking softly on your clit. You moaned, feeling her moving her fingers in and out of you. She lacked a bit of rhythm but you didn’t mind taking the time to show her how to fuck you right. She moaned against your pussy, arching her ass up, you moaned knowing her bare pussy was out in the air. Haley gripped your thigh with her free hand, hungrily licking and sucking at your clit.
“You’re so pretty, Haley,” you moaned, which caused her to open her eyes and look up at you as she ate you out. You were close, you couldn’t handle it after working yourself up eating her out and you felt her pump her fingers in and out a few times before moaning out, “I’m cumming,” before releasing on her tongue. Hungrily, she licked everything up, enjoying how you twitched every time she “accidentally” licked your sensitive clit. You weren’t done, you pulled her over your lap so she was still ass up and facing down. She was propped on her elbows, turning to look at you before you shoved your fingers into her wet cunt. You didn’t even need to stimulate her clit, you were hitting her in the right spot, moving in and out of her so precisely that she didn’t last long and came all over your hand again.
“Stand, come here,” she did so with your help and you pulled her so her pussy was above your mouth. You licked up her juices, chasing another round of cum. Her moans were loud desperate, she watched you with her mouth open and her hands on the counter.
“Farmer, too much,” you informed her, holding her by her ass to keep her still. You sucked on her clit, and held her legs apart when she came a last time and tried squeezing your head with her pretty thighs.
“Fuck, I can’t,” she said, not knowing if that was true or not. This was filthy, it was so fucking good. You watched her basically naked above you, watching you helplessly as she battled the exhaustion.
You stood up, pulling her against you and kissing her before pulling her towards her room and helping one another get dressed.
“I’m keeping your panties, and any you come over in. So don’t bring any, or do, but this isn’t over,” you whispered while holding her against her closed door and kissing her again.
She definitely did not like guys.