Jenna walked outside her farmers cottage, feeling summer’s early morning rays embrace her. Rustic brown in color, the house’s siding melded with the white paneled windows and light brown wooden roof. Stacks of firewood sat on the porch next to the house, fuel for the fireplace and chimney, which rose from the side of the house in a brown-reddish brick. It was a cozy house; the perfect idyllic country dwelling for a cozy person.
Peering out, Jenna smiled at her lush patches of blueberries and watermelon dotting the farm. A couple of small ponds nestled themselves amongst the bushes, with assorted fruit trees lining the edges of the property. Near a path leading into town, a greenhouse held precious ancient berry bushes and out of season flora. These were her most prized plants and she maintained them as such. Well-trimmed, the leaves and stems seemed to dance in the morning light. Many chests also arranged themselves along the walls of the greenhouse, providing easy access to fertilizer and gardening tools. To the left of the building sat two red barns, from which baa’s and moo’s could be heard, intermittent pleas for breakfast and water.
Jenna straightened out her back and stretched her arms into the air, glancing towards the clamoring sounds. “I guess it’s time to start the day,” she thought. Walking off her mahogany porch which gave a milk chocolate color in the sunlight, she grabbed a milking pail at the bottom of the steps. The gravel path crunched under her work boots as she made her way towards the wooden barns.
The towering front doors swung open and its handles hit the walls with a bang. Jenna removed a brush from a tool rack lining the inside wall and threw it into her pail, clanging against its bottom. She looked up and saw a crowd of cows rush towards her in glee.
“Alright you guys, settle down,” Jenna said. As she moved towards a hay hopper, a conga line of black, white, and brown followed suit. With the click of a button, hay began to funnel into a trough, and the farmer shuffled the feed around to equally distribute it. Cries of excitement filled the air as Jenna sprinkled enriching vitamin powder along the trough. “Alright guys, go to town,” she smiled as the animals trudged towards their breakfast.
The cows ate loudly, mooing and chewing away. The farmer grabbed her pail and started milking the first cow of the day. “Stay still, Sally,” she insisted. A muffled moo was heard, buried under piles of hay. Jenna squeezed the cow’s udders, spurting white liquid into her pail, steaming slightly as it hit the bottom. When she was done, she began to brush Sally’s short, white and black cow hair, earning moo’s of pleasure from the trough. After about twenty minutes, Sally had finished milking and brushing the rest of the cows, and sauntered towards the front of the barn with her third pail of fresh milk.
Jenna sighed as the rich smell of fresh milk entered her nostrils. She had been doing this for about a year now, but never grew tired of its sensations. The farmer came to Stardew Valley to escape her monotonous life in the city as tech support, a much less appealing routine to her now stress-free lifestyle. Here, she was raw and free to be herself. Buckets in hand, Jenna heard a “Hey, you,” calling from the cottage as she paced towards the door.
She set the buckets down and popped out from the barn. She spotted Emily waving in front of the cottage. Emily’s marine blue hair glistened in the morning light, contrasting her rosy-red cheeks and striking brown eyes. She was dressed in her usual red sundress which accentuated her hour-glass figure and leather-brown slip-on shoes to match. Emily stood girlishly with her legs turned slightly inward and an innocent smile painted on her face. In her right hand was a small picnic basket, with blankets laying on top.
“Good morning!” Jenna called out as she walked towards Emily. “How are you today?”
Emily hugged Jenna and stood on her tiptoes to kiss Jenna on the lips. “I’m great!” Emily grinned as she looked up into Jenna’s blue eyes. “I was thinking that we could have a cute morning picnic by the pond.” She lifted up the picnic basket. “I packed cucumber and dijon sandwiches, boiled eggs, and oranges.”
“Sounds great,” Jenna smiled. “Let me finish shearing Lucy and Nancy and then we’ll eat, okay?”
Emily nodded as she watched Jenna walk towards the baa’ing barn. Jenna’s brown hair was tied in a pony tail that fell to her shoulders and rested on her plaid, red button up shirt. Blue jeans fit snugly on her legs, making every one of her curves stand out. String wrapped around her neck and waist, securing her brown work-apron to her chest, while her hips swayed in rhythm to an empty bucket she held in her right hand. When Jenna swung the barn door open with a clang, Emily snapped out of her daze and shook her head. “I’m never gonna get old of that,” she thought. Closing her eyes and grinning, the blue-haired girl turned around and made her way into the cottage.
When the front door opened, a yellow Labrador retriever-German shepherd mix dog perked up from its morning nap. “Hi there, Ellie!” Emily cooed. The large, cuddly animal wagged its tail and pranced over towards the girl. Ellie brushed against Emily’s legs, and she rustled its head with a couple of pats. The dog’s silky fur felt like fluffy clouds in her hands, shedding more than a couple of hairs all over the floor.
Emily bent over and gave Ellie a kiss on the forehead before walking over to the kitchen. She set down her picnic basket on the counter and grimaced at the pile of dishes in the sink. Rolling her eyes, she soaked a sponge in dish soap and grabbed the first plate out of the porcelain heap. In terms of animal care and farm management, Jenna was the unparalleled best; there was not a dead leaf in sight, symmetrically tilled soil, and well-groomed animals. Even the chickens had perfectly manicured feet. But when it came to the kitchen, she was a hot mess. Emily couldn’t believe it had already gotten this bad; the last time she was here was two days ago.
“I still love you anyways,” Emily sighed. She turned on the hot water and squeezed the sponge in its stream. As she let the warmth run over her fingers, she reminisced over their relationship. She couldn’t believe that she fell, quite literally, for that silly city girl only two years ago.
They met in the park, on a sunny summer day like today. Emily was walking towards a tree overlooking the water, when she tripped over a rock and landed on her belly. Dropping her fishing pole, Jenna came running over and helped Emily to her feet. Jenna cracked a joke about having a rocky day and in response, Emily laughed it off. Their friendship started out slow; they watched movies together, gave birthday gifts, and even hung out in that same park. Then after months of hanging out like this, they became inseparable. But it wasn’t until they went camping in the woods together that they realized that they liked each other more than just friends.
On that stormy night camping amongst the trees, Emily’s tent blew away in the howling wind. With no other place to sleep, Emily shared a cot with Jenna. They huddled together for warmth, air filled with sexual tension. It was not until Jenna put her arm around Emily that they started cuddling in that one-person sleeping bag. Their bodies moved in sync in that tiny tent, arms and mouths running freely over each other. Emily did not know that she liked girls, but after that moment, she began to love Jenna.
That night was three months ago, and since then, they visited each other nearly every day. First, best of friends and now girlfriends, Emily could not imagine dating someone else.
As Emily finished up the last plate, Jenna pushed open the front door and set her work apron and gloves on the kitchen table. Undoing her hair tie, she slowly walked towards Emily and slipped her arms around Emily’s waist from behind. She clasped her right wrist with her other hand and tenderly kissed Emily on the neck. Emily’s light strawberry perfume tickled Jenna’s nose with a familiar comfort.
“Ready?” the farmer asked.
“Yes,” the blue haired girl giggled as she turned around and planted a kiss on Jenna’s lips.
The two stepped down the porch hand in hand, letting the dog out into the fields free. As they followed a gravel path to the pond, they picked blueberries and threw them into a container in the picnic basket. Its fruity aroma combined with the earthy, tilled soil of the fields made the air smell sweet and natural.
After about five minutes, they made it to the waterside and picked out a shady spot under a maple tree. The pond’s water sparkled in the now noon sun, with fish occasionally jumping out to catch flies. Reeds lined the edges of the pond, and dragonflies flittered between them like birds in a forest. As she looked out at the scene, Jenna unrolled a large blanket. Then, she smoothed out its wrinkles before sprawling out in the middle of it and closing her eyes.
“Hey you, make some room,” Emily insisted.
Jenna smiled then rolled over on her side. Shaking her head, Emily put the basket down and laid down beside her, her chest resting against Jenna’s upper back. As she felt an arm wrap around her belly, Jenna heard Emily’s quiet, petite breaths running along her cheek and down the neck of her shirt.
“You’re too cute, you know that?” Jenna said.
“No, you are,” Emily giggled.
In response, Jenna turned over and locked eyes with Emily. The sides of their heads rested against the blanket, hair spread out beneath them. They both wore bright smiles, and their bangs fell messily across their foreheads. “Em, who else would take care of me as well as you do?”
“Jenny, the answer is easy. It would be Ellie.”
Jenna laughed. “Okay well one, Ellie doesn’t make me giggle like a little girl and two, I think bestiality is pretty frowned upon.”
“Jenny, you’re always so horny, I wouldn’t be surprised if you told me you did do stuff with Ellie.”
“Okay, you’re probably right. But I haven’t. You on the other hand; I wouldn’t be surprised if someone else called what we do together a little animalistic.”
Emily widened her eyes. “Shh, Jenny, you’re getting me worked up right now.”
“Oh yeah?” Jenna grinned as she placed her palm on Emily’s cheek, stroking it with her thumb. Emily closed her eyes in contentment, rubbing Jenna’s back at the same time. Then, she thrust her head into Jenna’s chest and looked up with doe eyes. Shaking her head, Jenna pulled Emily toward her and locked lips. Turning their heads back and forth, they moaned in passion. Their tongues rubbed together, tasting and feeling each other. Jenna ran her calloused fingers through Emily’s marine blue hair, stopping to caress the back of her head. Emily followed suit, also tracing Jenna’s shoulders down to her lower back with smooth, lotioned palms.
Pulling back, Jenna whispered, “I love you.”
“I love you too,” Emily whispered back.
With lustful eyes, Emily unbuttoned Jenna’s red, plaid shirt and dark blue jeans, revealing a cute set of lacy black bra and panties. Kissing her now exposed neck, she also unfastened Jenna’s bra with ease.
“Please…” Jenna moaned, dripping with anticipation.
Sparing no moment, Emily latched onto her right nipple, tongue swirling gently over the tip.
“Mmm…” Emily hummed as Jenna squirmed under her touch. She changed her tongue movements, making shorter, faster tongue flicks over the rosy-red mounds.
Jenna immediately shuddered and pushed Emily away. “It’s your turn, girl.” With that, she pulled Emily’s red dress over her head and unclasped the tannish bra underneath. Gleeful and grinning, she gently laid Emily down on her back. Not only did Jenna then latch onto Emily’s right breast, but this time, she also slipped a hand down her matching tan panties.
“Yes, right there…” Emily moaned as finger magic massaged her clit.
“Do you hear that?” Wet, schlicking sounds were heard as Jenna lovingly patted Emily’s pussy. Emily arched her back in response, managing to let out an affirmative groan. “Someone’s horny.”
Unable to hold back a devious grin, Jenna deftly removed both their panties and nestled her head between the blue haired girl’s legs. Emily’s eyes widened as Jenna’s tongue rolled over her clit. Waves of pleasure rocked her body with each lick, causing her legs to shake uncontrollably.
“Ooh wait,” Emily gasped. Jenna stopped and looked up with hungry eyes. “Don’t make me cum just yet; let’s cum together.” She placed a hand on Jenna’s cheek and brought her to her lips. Jenna pulled them both sitting upright and rested one leg under and another over Emily’s legs. Emily placed a firm hand in the small of Jenna’s back, with Jenna doing the same. In a scissoring position, their clits rubbed against each other’s thighs.
“Oh yes,” they both moaned, planting their hands behind them, while arching their spines. Their moved their hips in sync, one thrusting forward, the other backwards, in a back and forth dance. Slowly, the grinding picked up to a faster pace, each girl lusting for more pleasure.
“Oh fuck,” Emily squirmed, biting her lip. She felt warmth radiating out from her clit, steadily enveloping her entire body. She grabbed Jenna’s shoulders and pulled her closer; their legs began to shake as their erect clits rubbed against each other. Suddenly, they stopped thrusting and hugged each other tightly. They heard their thumping heartbeats match as their bodies shook together in pleasure. Their now sweaty legs reached a climaxing quiver, uncontrollably slowing down to rest.
“Wow,” Jenna sighed as the two slumped back exhausted. “You’re the best.”
Emily giggled, “No, we are.”
Jenna smiled and laid down next to Emily, both feeling fulfilled. Closing their eyes, they basked in the afternoon sun as they dozed off in each other’s arms.
*unashamedly inspired by Stardew Valley.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/6247jt/stardew_sunshine_ff_couple_of_girls_enjoy_a_nice