The Fletcher Family Adjusts to Working on Their New Orchard Farm
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Erotica Sex Story: Cast - Sam Fletcher walks the fields with his forewoman, Leona Abraham, meeting many of the workers. Mary Fletcher, Ellie’s sister-in-law, introduces her to one of the perks of local shopping and meeting farm labourers. Donny and Sarah make new friends.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/ft Fa/Fa ft/ft Consensual BiSexual Fiction Farming Cheating Slut Wife Incest Gang Bang Interracial Anal Sex Cream Pie Double Penetration Exhibitionism First Oral Sex Voyeurism Public Sex
Sam, Ellie, Donny, and Sarah Fletcher
Richard, Mary, David, and Joan Fletcher
Leona, Moses, Lionel, and Pearl Abraham
Mother Pearl
Jamal, farm labourer
Several Fort Meade businessmen
Several farm labourers
{p}Chapter 1
“Six in the morning and you’re ready to go. I’m impressed,” Leona smiled, tossing an orange to Sam.
“Back in Kansas, I was up before the dawn had a crack in it,” he joked.
“I’ll give you a break. We normally start the day at seven.”
He noted her well-worn blue jeans and blue plaid shirt that couldn’t hide the obvious bumps of her breasts. She noted his slender build, blue jeans, and light brown shirt. She glanced at the bulge in his crotch.
Leona peeled her orange, tossing the rind to the pigs. Sam did the same, then, separating the portions, ate several slices.
She explained what had to be done on the farm as she did them. Animals needed a morning feeding and fresh bedding, and some stalls would need to be raked out. The mechanical equipment was being tended to by Moses.
“I usually don’t do these chores. Workers will rotate weekly attending to the buildings. Now we’ll be adding your barn and outbuildings.”
Sam and Leona walked to Richard’s barn, where she placed a harness on Washington. “Once Martha has had her foal and it’s weaned off, it’ll likely move to your barn and help pump up irrigation water.
Leona tied Washington to the back of the wagon and Sam joined her on the tractor. He looked around at the new grounds, workers out clearing the overgrowth from the new orchards. He’d glance at her side profile, the gentle bounce of her breasts when they went over dips or bumps on the ground.
Sam was introduced to several workers who had cleared the bush from around an unused pump. With the canopy in place, Washington was attached to the rotating harness and began to walk around.
“There’s so much to learn,” Sam commented as they walked among the rows of fruit trees.
“You’ll have a good teacher in me,” she smiled.
“I won’t possibly remember the names of most of the workers.”
“You aren’t expected to know them by name. Some you’ll recall by different features, especially the women,” she smiled.
Sam felt out of place watching the men and women clearing the old growth so the tractor could travel between the rows. He picked up a spare scythe and pitched in to help for thirty minutes. It didn’t take long for his brow to sweat as he cut brush alongside the others.
The heat of the day was felt by mid-morning as they checked on Washington. Sam petted him as he drank some water.
“You’ve given the workers a good first impression of you by joining them to clear the brush and taking time to chat with them. You’ll know when you’re accepted when they offer to share a meal with you.”
“I can’t imagine moving my family and all we own from farm to farm to make a meagre living.”
“As Richard said, many choose to stay here during the off-seasons rather than move on. We try to find work to do on the farm or lend a hand to another farmer in need.
Sam looked on as they made their way towards the shore of the lake. “Has Richard thought of adding windmills to the new orchards?”
“Not that Moses and I are aware of.”
“We had several on our Kansas farm built from scratch. We could take advantage of the prevailing winds to offset using the donkeys.”
“I like how you think. We’ll get along very well.”
San Leona stepped from the tractor and went to the shore. He picked up several flat stones, skipping over the water’s surface.
“I will introduce you to several of the women workers that you’ll be able to fuck or pleasure your cock in their mouth.”
Sam looked at her from her remark. “I don’t want it to seem that I’m taking advantage of them because they work for me or because I’m white and their black or brown.”
“You won’t be. A few enjoy a fucking from a white man. Richard has had several Negroes and browns over time.” Leona approached him, beginning to unfasten the buttons on her work shirt. “I figure we should have our first fuck so we’ll be able to work better as a team in the future.”
Sam took over releasing the buttons. More and more of her shirt reveals an undershirt. Swept aside, he saw the mounds of her nipples. Her shirt off, he took the hem of her undershirt, pulling it up over her head.
He gazed at her upper body, trimmed from hours of daily work. Her medium-sized breasts stood firm, nipples hardening. She placed her arms around his neck, her breasts flattening to his chest. His arms embraced her as she offered him her lips.
“Am I your first Negro woman?”
“Yes.”
“I’m glad it’s me. I want you to know that I can also be with your wife if she likes being with a woman.”
“She does and I’m sure Ellie will enjoy being with you.”
“I can share your bed with you and your wife tonight.”
“Ellie will welcome you as I will.”
“I will enjoy licking her pussy as you fuck me from behind.”
Sam cupped her face in his hands and kissed her full lips. He felt her fingers undoing the buttons on his shirt. She stripped it from him, admiring his body, still quite fit from hard farming and white, barely seeing the sun.
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