Chapter 12

He watched me get on the bed, and despite coming over my face, his cock was still hard and pumped himself as he looked me up and down lasciviously, taking in my sexy lingerie. Then he fell between my legs that I had spread wide and ripped my panties apart with his fingers and teeth, and licked my pussy lips and put two fingers into my sopping cunt, as his tongue went to my clit, circling and licking it as I thrust my hips into his face his free hand went to my tits and pushed my corsage above them, exposing my hardened nipples and alternately squeezed and pinched them, making me cry out at the shock of having my nipple abused by how he treated them.

The night was young, but Hamish and I were going at it hard and fast when he stuck a third finger up my twat, while twisting my nipple at the same time and with the way he sucked my clit, I screamed as my orgasm hit, and clamped my thighs around his head, trapping his fingers up my box, spasming as my climax ran through my body.

After releasing him, he rubbed his cock between my pussy lips and rammed his cock to the hilt in one go and proceeded fucking the shit out of me. Making me moan as my head rolled from side to side. I gripped and released the bedding and beat my fists on his chest. He was banging me like there was no tomorrow as another climax took me, making my pussy flood with cum that seeped out of my box, down the crack of my arse and onto the bed. Then he stopped and said, “Turn over, arse in the air.”

Once in the new position, he got behind me, put his cock back up my muff, his hands underneath me, and squeezed my tit as he rubbed my clit. The sensations were overwhelming, leaving me feeling light-headed, floating on air, and In a world of my own. It was fantastic. Hamish was fucking me senseless, and I loved it.

His cock jammed in and out of my pussy when I felt his finger penetrate my rosebud. Oh, this feels so good. I didn’t want it to stop. He sped up and banged my twat hard, with his finger fucking my arse. “Ooooooh, yes. Oooh, fuck,” I moaned as he groaned while he shot his seed inside me.

At my request, he stuck a butt plug up my arse, preparing me for his cock once he had recovered. Then we lay next to one another kissing, his jizz drying on my face while I played with his balls and he with my tits and nipples. Having Hamish lying with me in bed was heavenly, and I couldn’t wait to get a place of our own and have my boyfriend wake up next to me every morning.

After forty minutes, he was ready to go again. I got into the doggy position with Hamish behind me, pulled the plug out and replaced it with his cock, and fucked my arse while alternately playing with my tits, nipples, clit, and occasionally spanking me until we both climaxed.

During the night, he screwed me up the arse another couple of times, and the following morning he missed out on receiving a blow job because of fucking me up the butt. We showered individually and went for breakfast around ten.

Mum was in the kitchen emptying the dishwasher when Hamish and I arrived. “Good morning, Mum.”

“Good morning, you two. Dad’s just gone to bed with him working nights, so please be quiet.”

“Okay, thanks. So, did we keep you awake last night?”

“Haha. No, I wore earplugs. I don’t think you know how loud you are when you climax.”

“Sorry, I know, but I can’t help it. I’m very orgasmic.”

“That’s nice honey, but TMI, you know.”

“Touché.”

During breakfast of cereal for me, toast and vegemite for Hamish, he asked, “How soon can you get time off work to go down to the farm?”

“Tuesday. I’ll let the boss know tomorrow that I want to take the rest of the week off, plus all the following.”

“Great, so after breakfast, we’ll have to go shopping and buy you a pair of work boots and maybe three pairs of overalls.”

“Okay, but why overalls?”

“You’ll be mucking out the calf pens, using a slurry scraper, and get splashed with smelly stuff.”

“Oh, I see.”

“Where’s Jason?”

“In his room,” Mum replied.

“Can I see him?”

“Why do you want to see my brother again? You saw him yesterday.”

“Yeah, I did. It’s secret men’s business. Nothing to worry about.”

Hamish wandered down the hall, and within ten minutes, he was back. Then we went shopping to buy me some work gear, and with it being winter. We picked up several flannel shirts and jeans, thick jumpers, a waterproof coat, woolly socks, boots, and overalls. The best was Hamish paid for it all. That left me wondering how he could afford a night at Jessica’s when he avoided my question and turned the table on me about affording to pay rent. I never got back to ask him, and now he’s spending five hundred bucks on work gear. Where was the money coming from?

While driving to my place, I asked, “Where’s all the money coming from? Jessica’s last night, clothes today. You’ve always cried, “I’m a poor student and can’t afford much”. And now you’re spending it like you’re loaded.”

“I love you and want to spoil you; I’m digging into my savings.”

“Oh, that’s so sweet, but don’t leave yourself short.”

“Thank you. You deserve it, and no. I won’t leave myself short.”

It was cold and raining outside, so Hamish and I spent the day at my place, and after dinner, he went to his dorm at uni with me having to work tomorrow. After he left, I raced to my room to check my computer and watched the videos I secretly recorded while we had sex last night. And after spending hours editing and cutting. I had four super-hot videos. Then, I sent them to the website promoting homemade sex.

The drive to ‘Helm Farm’ outside Harvey took ninety minutes. We turned into the long drive towards the homestead set well back from the main highway and passed a small ‘cute looking’ cottage when Hamish said, “How do you like our cottage for the next several nights?”

“I think it looks cute. I can’t wait to see what it’s like inside.”