Country Girls
Copyright© 2026 by wildstl
Chapter 1
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 1 - Weekends in the country lead to some sexy fun.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Heterosexual True Story
I haven’t seen my mom for quite a few months. She lives by a resort area on a lake about two and a half hours away, and I decide I’m going for the weekend. I love the drive. Mostly open highway where I can crank up the music and open the engine up.
I get there and mom opens the door.
“Hi Mike, I’m so glad to see you!” Her eyes water up as she hugs her first born.
“Hi mom, surprise!”
I go in and look around a little bit. Mom is very independent but I always take a little tour to see if there might be a problem that she isn’t telling me about.
“Mike the handle on the hall closet door is broken. Think you can put a new one on this weekend?”
“Yeah mom, I’ll do it before I go home.”
She calls my sister who lives close by to tell her I’m there. “Bring the girls over to see their uncle.”
Lauren arrives with her two daughters. Man they are getting big! I play with the girls and visit with my sister and mom. Great afternoon!
After dinner mom can tell I’m a little restless.
“Darlene was asking about you the other day. You should go see her!”
Darlene is my mom’s best friend. She owns a little bar where mostly locals hang out to drink, shoot pool, play cards. Yeah I haven’t had a beer with Darlene in quite a while.
“Watch those country girls. They’ll be all over you!”
“I’ll try to control myself.”
Mom came to stay the weekend with me once and I was a little embarrassed. First this real slutty girl I had been messing around with showed unannounced and as I’m opening my rent door says “I’m ready to fuck, Mike!”
“Shit up my mother is here! I’ll call you later.”
Then later my mom walked into the room as I’m looking at a selfie of a half naked black girl. She could see huge black boobs and body in lingerie.
“How many girls are you seeing?”
““A few.”
“How many is a few?”
“12 or 15.”
“Oh Mike, you need to pick one and settle down.”
“I’ll let you know when I find the right one.”
As far as I was concerned there was no right one. But a lot of pussy that needs abused.
I enter The Sports Shack bar and Darlene sees me immediately. Darlene is about 60 and a little heavy. She has a little trouble walking from all her years standing behind a bar, but trots towards me and gives me a big hug and kiss on the cheek.
“Honey didn’t know you were coming down! You look so good. Sit down a have a drink on me!”
She pours me a Jim Beam and Coke and slides it onto the bar.
She talks to me between serving drinks to local farmers, factory workers, and just good old country folks. The bar is a cool little place but not the spot that snooty tourists would hang out. So everyone here pretty much knows each other and has fun.
My distant cousin Jim walks in and sees me. “God Damn Mike it’s good to see you!”
My dad is from this area so I have cousins and distant cousins everywhere.
I’m talking and drinking with Jimmy when I see two women and a guy walk in. One girl looks to be about 30, she is thin with long curly blond hair and very cute. The older one look to be in her 40s, not gorgeous but attractive enough for her age. The girls sit at a table and the guy walks to the bar and gets three beers. The blond definitely has my attention.
“You want to check out the pussy at the Golden Spur?” Jimmy asks me.
The Golden Spur is a country dance bar a couple blocks away. Kind of a miniature Gilley’s.
“Sure, always up for checking the pussy out!”
We walk by the big ass country bouncer in overalls and hear the loud music. The band plays mostly country music but throws in some classic rock tunes every so often. Couples are dancing, pool tables are full and lots of tables around the dance floor loaded with drinkers. Jimmy and I order drinks at the bar and scan the crowd.
We scan the women and point out to each other all the good tits and ass we see.
Jimmy goes and dances with a lady he knows and I’m looking for a good fuck for the night.
I look over to the main door and the two women walk in from the Sports Shack without the guy they were with. They end up at the bar with the hot blond next to me.
“Two beers!” she says to the bartender.
“Those are on me” I tell him.
“Thanks sweety” the blond says to me smiling.
I start chatting her up and find out she lives about an hour away and is staying with her sister for the weekend. Her sister is behind her talking to some redneck. The blond is 30 and her sister is 42.
“I want to dance!” Christine the blond tells me as she takes my hand and drags me to the dance floor. The band is playing “Old Time Rock n Roll” as we dance. The next song is something country song and everyone starts doing the two step. I fake my way through that.
When we get back to the bar sister Ann is talking to some homely mother fucker.
“What are you doing?!” Christine asks her.
“I haven’t been layed forever!”
“Yeah but you can do better than that!”
Apparently 42 year old Ann needs a dick in her!
I continue my mission to fuck Christine. Dancing, drinkng, and trying to charm her out of her pants. We are dancing to a slow song when Christine kisses me with the “I’m ready to fuck tongue” in my mouth.
Turns out the guy I saw them with earlier was their ride and they discuss how to get home.
“I can give you a lift” I tell them.
We all pile into my car and Ann gives me drunk directions.
“Come on in!” Christine tells me.
I sit on the couch next to Christine and she turns on the TV. I guess she is waiting for Ann to go to bed before we do anything. She lays her head on my lap and strokes my thigh a little bit when I realize she has passed out. Fuck!
I’m pretty buzzed and I’m deciding whether to risk driving back to mom’s or take a nap here and try to sober up.
I hear Ann still awake in the bathroom. Then she walks to get a water from the fridge and heads to the bedroom.
20 minutes later I’m staring at the TV still deciding what to do, when Ann walks back to the kitchen in just a short robe.
“What are you still doing up?” I ask her.
“Oh I was texting with a friend” as she walks back to her bedroom with the robe slightly open. Sure looks naked under there!
I’m STILL deciding whether to drive or not when Ann comes in and sits on the edge of the loveseat staring straight at me. She gives me a look like “Well?!”
Like I said she is not gorgeous but not bad for 42 with a trim body. I move over to lay Christine’s head on the couch, get up, walk to Ann and kiss her. Instantly there’s a tongue in my mouth and the robe comes open.