The Fletcher Family Adjusts to Working on Their New Orchard Farm
Copyright© 2025 by Mustang
Chapter 10
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 10 - 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
Donny had spent several hours with Sam as he was shown many aspects of running the orchard farm. He noticed that Leona worked closely with his dad, leaving buttons unfastened on her shirt to let him glimpse one breast or the other. She smiled at Donny when she’d catch him looking at her revealing cleavage.
Donny returned to the house to find Sarah was helping their mom make a few new dresses. He took his ball and glove with him, walking to see if David wanted to play catch.
There was no answer at the door, so he went around to the front. “Hi, Mother Pearl,” he said, seeing her sitting on the shaded porch with her great-great-granddaughter, also named Pearl.
“Hello, Donny. What a fine-looking, strapping young man you are.”
“Thank you.”
“I was going to ask David if he wanted to play catch for a while,” he said, stepping onto the porch.
“He, Joan, and Mary have gone into town to do some shopping. Please, have a seat beside Pearl.” She smiled at Donny as she moved a little on the swing for him to sit beside her.
“I could play catch with you, but I don’t have a glove for the ball,” Pearl mentioned.
“It’s okay; the day is getting too hot anyways.”
While Donny looked at Mother Pearl as she resumed her crocheting, Pearl was taking in his features. She sees David most every day but has never touched or been touched by a boy her age. He turned his head to the feeling of Pearl touching his hand. Donny looked down then at her.
“I see people with white skin every day but have never really paid attention to any, especially a boy near my age.”
“Don’t you see David all the time?”
“Most days, but I don’t like the way he looks at me.”
“What way is that? I wouldn’t want to accidentally treat you the same way.”
“As if I don’t have on any clothes.”
Donny shook his head slightly, “It would hurt my head and eyes to imagine some people naked.” Pearl laughed lightly.
“I’d cause mass panic if anyone saw me naked. My boobies would be dragging on the ground,” Mother Pearl laughed, and they joined her.
“Can I hold your hand?” Pearl asked, looking at him.
“Sure you can. I’ve never held hands with ... with a Negro girl before. I’ve seen a few out west but never touched one. I hear about people calling Negroes bad names and beating them up or even killing them just because of the colour of their skin. To me, we’re all the same, no matter our skin colour. Underneath we’re all human and have red blood.”
Mother Pearl paused her crocheting, looking at Donny. “Thank you, Son. I wish more people felt and understood the way you do. Your parents have raised you wisely. You’ll soon find out that living here is very different than in Kansas. Negroes and whites can’t associate, in public, at least. You and Pearl may become good friends, and my great-great-grandsons may share friendship with you. If you’re seen in town together, you’d be called all sorts of bad names, none of which I’ll repeat. As for me, I have no concerns if you become friends or more; we’re all just human, as you say.”
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