[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/lr2lcj/the_farmer_friends_part_1_sfw_intro_chapter_1/?)
[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/lr36pq/the_farmer_friends_part_2_sfw_chapter_2/?)
[Part 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/lr3d4k/the_farmer_friends_part_3_mf_chapter_2_continued/?)
[Part 4](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/lr3mrj/the_farmer_friends_part_4_sfw_chapter_3/?)
[Part 5](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/lr3o26/the_farmer_friends_part_5_mf_chapter_3_continued/)
[Part 6](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/lr3v02/the_farmer_friends_part_6_sfw_chapter_4/?)
[Part 7](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/lr3wjt/the_farmer_friends_part_7_mm_chapter_4_continued/?)
[Part 8](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/lt6139/the_farmer_friends_part_8_mforal_chapter_5/?)
[Part 9](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/lt6kph/the_farmer_friends_part_9_mforalgroup_sex_chapter/?)
[Part 10](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/lt6o60/the_farmer_friends_part_10_mfgroup_sex_chapter_6/?)
**Chapter 6 continued**
I was semi-rigid, but her closeness and her hands on my penis made it grow again. She lowered herself down onto me, sheathing her body around my cock. She was on her knees, and her feet were on either side of my hips. I pressed my thumbs into the soles of her feet and massaged them.
She moaned, twisting her body around to look at me and said, “that feels really good.” I appreciated the sight of her breast and her erect nipple silhouetted against the lamp light. Past her, I could see her husband pounding into her sister.
Her wide hips recoiled off of mine, her ass cheeks pushing into my abdomen rhythmically as she bounced in my lap, impaling herself on my cock at a relaxed but heavy beat. I reached around her and put my hands on her belly, feeling the curves, and then slipped them up to her breasts, feeling them jiggle with her movements and brushing the tips of my fingers over her hard nipples. With my fingers straight and splayed out, I moved them lightly over her nipples, each finger pulling her nipples to the side and then as it passed by they would spring back. Four fingers on each hand were strumming across her nipples, and it triggered primal vocalization full of meaning but with no discernible words from her. She leaned forward, supporting herself with one arm on my knee and rubbing herself with the other hand.
Charlie let out a deep growling moan, staring up into his wife’s face as his own twisted with the intensity of his orgasm.
Ruth’s own orgasm followed her husband’s as they stared in each other’s eyes. I lowered my hands to her hips to keep her from falling off of the chair, her body quivering. She leaned back onto my chest, and set her head next to mine, pulling her arm around my head and scratching my hair. I turned my head to the side and kissed her, feeling up and down her body with my hands. I rocked my hips slightly, feeling my cock slide in and out of her.
“Mmmmmm,” she said and then stretched lazily. She wiggled her hips, and I read the movement. I lifted her up slightly and pulling out of her. She pulled her legs up in front of her and slid her body down so that it was more reclined in my lap. I was still enjoying the free access to her body with my hands. Sliding over her smooth pale skin and feeling the shapes in the curves of her waist, her hips, her stomach, and her breasts.
Over her shoulder, I surveyed the scene before me. Charlie was on his back next to Becky shoulder to shoulder with her. She had her arm stretched over his hip and was stroking his sticky, fading erection lazily.
Ruth stood up, stretched, and asked, “does anybody want a drink?”
Becky’s hand raised into the air and waved at her sister in silent confirmation.
I got out of the chair and moved to Becky’s other side, rolling the condom off of myself and setting it on a tissue. As I walked around Charlie and Becky’s feet, I could see a large pool of semen leaking out of Becky pussy. I grabbed a few more tissues and wiped the pool off of the towel and then dabbed up the stream that was oozing out of her.
I gathered up the messy tissues and the one with my condom, walked into the kitchen and dropped them in the trash.
Ruth looked over her bare shoulder at me as she was filling two glasses of water at the sink. “Can I get you anything?” Her eyes traced from my mop of blonde curly hair to my chest to my semi-rigid cock, and then down to my feet.
“I could drink you up,” she said with a stupid grin on her face.
“Oh, you did already.” I replied.
“Did you enjoy that? I’m sorry you had to wear a condom. I just… I’m not so good at keeping up with my birth control and I don’t want any little Sammy’s popping out.”
“I’m with you on that one.” I replied. “And having you ride me was incredible. Condoms are nice sometimes; they turn me into a marathon fucking porn star. Especially if I’ve come already.”
“Oh, Charlie’s the same way. Sometimes when I’m not done with him yet I throw a condom on him so that he can fuck me for another hour.” She grinned sweetly at me again.
Feeling myself harden, I asked her, “are you done yet tonight?”
“What, are you ready for more?” She looked down at my erection, “I guess so!”
She grabbed the two glasses of water and walked by me, her hips swaying seductively.
In the living room, Becky was asleep, her hand still wrapped around Charlie’s flaccid cock. Charlie looked like he was napping, but he opened his eyes and glanced up at us. Without saying a word, Ruth carefully moved her sister’s hand to the floor, straddled him, and sat down, Charlie’s penis in front of her pubic bone. She leaned forward, kissed him on the chest, and then sat up and stroked him. When he was hard, she moved forward and guided his penis into her.
She looked up at me and made the motion of scissors cutting the air and then pointed at Charlie. I took it to mean that he had had a vasectomy, in explanation of why he was not wearing a condom.
Then she motioned for me to come over. I stood in front of her, my legs straddling Charlie’s chest, and she began to stroke me. Her thin fingers felt cool on my dick, and I watched the muscles in her legs work as she moved her body up and down pleasuring herself on her husband’s cock.
Charlie was making soft, quiet, happy sounds. He ran his hands up and down my legs, causing shivers to move up my spine. He slid one hand up between my legs, and gently took hold of my testicles. I welcomed his hand by bending my knees to spread my legs a little bit. His hand explored the base of my cock, touching his wife’s hand and then sliding along the crevice between my thigh and the base, making circles on my perineum . His hand was quite warm compared to his wife’s, and together they were causing a build-up of energy and need in me, a current of static flowing from the tip of my cock down to my balls, into my gut.
Ruth took hold of my hips and pulled me to her mouth, wrapped one hand around the base, and then wrapped her lips around the head. I could feel her tongue swirling around the underside of my penis, stimulating the current to flow faster and harder.
Charlie still had his hand between my legs, twirling his fingers around and touching everything. He led a finger further back, circling my asshole. Electricity shot through my body, from my toes to my hair. My reflexes caused it to clench tight, but I moaned to him not to stop.
Ruth had stopped bouncing on her husband to focus on me, but Charlie responded by tipping his hips up and pumping into her, unwilling to stop the feeling of the friction between his cock and his wife’s pussy.
My moans and Ruth’s moans inspired him to work harder. He pumped his hips faster, and I could feel her body shaking from his movements as she was surrounding my cock with her mouth. His hand was moving fast, sliding up the crack to my lower back and then back down to make circles around my asshole, massaging my balls and then back.
I used to my hands to hold Ruth’s silky brown hair out of her face. “Ruth, I’m going to come soon,” I whispered to her.
Her response was to pull me deep inside her mouth so that I bumped against the back of her throat. She pulled back to continue, focusing her tongue and lips on the head of my cock but with renewed intensity. The current was flowing at its maximum, white hot and sparking with static. It plunged down to my balls and then coursed back up, bursting out of me and into the back of Ruth’s mouth. I felt her tongue move as she swallowed, causing more contractions in the floor of my pelvis. She continued to suck me until my convulsions stopped. But as they stopped, her moans of pleasure were getting louder. When I pulled out of her mouth, they turned to cries of pleasure. Her mouth open, I could see strings of my semen still in her mouth.
Charlie took his hands from me and held her hips to stabilize her body as he tipped his hips up into her and back with a furious intensity. She fell forward, her arms wrapped around my knees and her head hanging between them, an orgasm wracking her body and causing her muscles to go weak. Ruth’s orgasm triggered her husband’s, and he growled out a deep moan as his body shivered. I could see the base of his penis and his balls squeezing rhythmically as he pumped into her.
I caught a drip of residual cum from my penis in my hand as it dangled over her back threatening to drip on her. I wiped it on my thigh, and then helped her sit up. I grabbed a towel and then sat down on the couch. I noticed that Becky was awake again, and she was watching me.
Ruth snuggled into her husband’s chest, his cock still inside of her. “Mmmmmm now I’m satisfied,” she said quietly.
Becky got up, holding the towel between her legs. “Well hun, why don’t we clean up and then go back to my place. You can poke me with a fork. I’m done.”
She walked to the bathroom on the main floor, and I followed behind her. She sat down on the toilet and let our semen finish dripping out of her while she peed. I turned on the faucet until the warm water came and then put a washcloth into the stream. I wiped down my penis, and then Becky held out her hand for the washcloth. Unwilling to hand it to her cold, I rinsed it under the faucet again and filled it with new warm water. Passing it to her, she rubbed it between her legs, cleaning our saliva and semen off of her crotch and her pubic hairs.
“It feels good to be clean,” she said happily.
We returned to the living room and Ruth and Charlie were putting their underwear on. Ruth asked us, “do you guys need anything? We are going to go to bed now.”
“No hun, we’ll just walk back to my house now. Thanks, you two, for a fun night.” Becky smiled while she looked at Charlie. He gave her a boyish grin and saluted.
Becky and I dressed. She did not put her bra on, and I scooped it up for her. She looked at me as if I was odd and then nodded. To me, I just enjoyed the intimacy of holding her underwear.
We walked in the dark back to her house in sleepy silence, straight to her bedroom. She disrobed down to her panties, I to my boxers, and we climbed in bed and fell asleep as we spooned.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/lt6rjq/the_farmer_friends_part_11_mfgroup_sex_chapter_6
Really good story. I enjoyed it.