[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/?)
Chapter 2 continued
She sat next to me and put her hand on my neck. “You are so warm! How do men stay so warm?”
“Oh please, you can have as much as my warmth as you want. Your cold hands feel good.” I took her other hand and not so subtly put it between my thighs. She giggled like a schoolgirl again, and said, “I will take as much as you give me.”
I grabbed a quilt from the back of the couch and threw it over her is she snuggled into me and wiggled her wrist on my solid bulge. Soon after that movie started she was stroking me through my jeans. I ran my fingers through her hair and scratched her scalp to show my appreciation.
After a few minutes, I slouched down, unzipped my jeans, and pulled them to my knees. She swung her legs up onto the couch and put her head in my lap, taking my penis to her mouth and playing with it with her tongue. She held onto the base and moved it around gently like a lollipop, taking slow licks and spinning her tongue around the head. She moaned softly and said, “you taste delicious.” I moaned softly in reply.
Being careful not to disturb her fun, I undid each of the buttons on her blouse, starting at the top. I grinned and said, “it looks like you had a head start with these buttons.”
I felt her head shake with quiet laughter. She pulled the head of my penis out of her mouth and replied, smiling “Oh you noticed that, did you?”
When her front was undone, I slid my hand up her back and unhooked her bra strap. I scratched her back gently all over, and in appreciation she took my head deeper in her throat and massaged it with the back of her tongue.
“This is not going to last very long if you do that to me much more.”
She turned her head and looked up at me with a wicked grin.
I held one side of her shirt up to view her loose bra and her stomach. She had a little pook in her belly, and her skin was delicate with a few age wrinkles. I admired her womanly shape and traced with three fingers from her hips at the top of her jeans down the curve of her waist and then up to her armpit. I stretched my palm across her soft belly, and I felt her quick breaths and her stomach muscles working as she softly played with my dick. Something I appreciate about older women is that they’re comfortable with their bodies and I can enjoy them freely without having to avoid triggering self-conscious feelings.
I unbuttoned the five buttons of the fly of her pants. I slid my hand into her panties, feeling her silky pubic hair. As I slid over the precipice of her pubic bone I cupped the heel of my hand and pressed against her mons and extended a finger between the lips of her pussy and passed the side of her clit. I let it slide down to the opening, gathering some slippery juices and then sliding back up to do slow circles around her swollen clitoris. I was leaning now with the side of my chest resting against her hip. With my other hand I was stroking up and down her legs and massaging her feet. Soon I noticed that her eyes were tightly shut and she had stopped playing with the head of my penis with her tongue. One hand was around the base of my shaft, and occasionally she would absent-mindedly stroke it, but she was fully immersed in the feelings coming from between her legs and in her feet.
Soon the liquid between her legs covered my fingers from the tips to my palm. I pushed my middle and ring finger into her, and slid them in and out, pushing on her clitoris with my palm and the heel of my hand. I did this firmly and slowly. Becky begin to moan more loudly and pushed her hips forward, pushing her pubic bone into the palm of my hand. A couple of minutes later she pushed strongly into my hand and clinched her legs together hard. It was difficult for me to keep moving my hand, but I continued until she relaxed and grabbed my wrist with her hand.
“Okay okay, you should stop know,” she said, panting for breath.
I smiled down at her, “you almost broke my hand.”
Her face was pale with a rosy blush across the top of her cheeks and across her nose.
She reached her hands up to my head, lacing her fingers behind my head, and pulled me down to kiss her. Her kiss was heavy and her tongue probed deep into my mouth. She pulled away for a breath and said, “forget the guest bedroom. Come and sleep in my bed.”
With the movie still playing, we stood up. Before she could take a step back, I pulled her against me with my hands planted on her ass. Kneading her cheeks firmly, I pulled her hips to mine and tipped my head forward to kiss her. She met my kiss, but then quickly pulled away. “Enough of this, we need to continue this in my bed. No more delays.”
She spun on her heel, and, taking my hand, she led me up the stairs. Her open shirt flapping in the wind behind her. With my free hand, I held the back of my pants at the belt to keep them from falling to my ankles. The stairs creaked under our footsteps as we hurried up them.
From the landing at the top of the stairs there was a hallway with a hardwood floor. Wooden doors with white porcelain door knobs stood half-open. We walked into the one straight ahead of us, and in it was an unmade bed with white cotton sheets and a heavy, pastel colored quilt. The head board was made of dark oak posts with black wrought iron bars set between them.
Leading me to the edge of the bed, she turned around with a mischievous grin and said, “I am not done riding today.”
I raised an eyebrow at her and laughed. I could not think of anything funny to say in reply so I bent down to kiss her again. I pulled back after a few seconds and breathed into her mouth, “I’m happy to oblige your riding needs.”
I put my hands around her waist and pushed her jeans and panties down. She stepped out of them as I slid my hands up her side to her shoulders and then pulled her shirt off of her shoulders and let it drop to the floor. I did the same to her bra, letting it fall to the floor between us. She kneeled in front of me with her face at my hips and pulled my pants down to my ankles. She kissed head of my penis and gave my balls a loving pat. She crawled onto the bed and then kneeling, she motioned for me to lie down on my back next to her.
Before stepping out of my pants, I pulled my wallet out of my pocket and grabbed the condom I kept in there. I sat next to her, ripped open the foil packet and rolled the condom onto my erection. Becky looked me in the eye like she was about to say something, and then she turned to her nightstand, opened a drawer and removed a bottle of lube. She squeezed some onto her fingers and then began to stroke my sheathed erection, pushing me down onto the bed at the same time.
Wiping her hand on a tissue pulled from her nightstand, she turned to lean over me with her hands on my shoulders. She swung a leg over so that she was straddling my hips. Straightening her back to sit up, and holding my penis now with one hand, she lowered her pelvis down, pushing me into her. I watched her face, her eyes closed, concentrating on the feelings, her breath catching. When her hips reached mine, she opened her eyes halfway and smiled at me. She began to move up and down, sliding the smooth textured walls of her vagina along the length of my penis. Her elbows were locked and her hands on my chest. I focused my hands on her breasts. Lightly drawing circles around her chest, tightening the spiral until I was circling her nipples. I admired the pale soft skin of her breasts with freckles covering her sternum and the top half of her breasts.
I grew more bold with her breasts. I brushed nipples with my fingertips, knocking them gently back and forth. She moaned her approval, pushing herself hard against me and grinding her hips down, pushing me deep inside her. I pinched her nipples between my thumb and index finger, pulling a bit and then rolling them. She whispered, “oh God” and then put one hand between her legs and started rubbing herself frantically.
I felt a pulse of muscles tightening around my cock, then another, and then her pussy was a tight clamp around it. Her stomach muscles quivered and she threw her head back and groaned. Whipping her head forward so that her chin was on her chest, she ground into me. A few moments later, she collapsed on to my chest, her cheekbone resting on my shoulder.
“I’m so tired. Thank you,” she said breathlessly.
I put my arms around her and softly scratched her back. Feeling the shape of her backbone and her muscles. I was still inside her and was rocking my hips slightly, giving shallow thrusts into her because it felt good. The pleasure she was feeling, to me, was as enjoyable as having an orgasm myself, maybe even more. But my cock had a need and sliding into her was it.
After a couple minutes, her breathing slowed down and she turned her head so that her mouth was against my ear.
The playful smile back in her voice, she said, “what’s this?” And then begin to nibble on my ear lobe. My chest shook as I laughed and I felt her body shake from it.
“Hey, that’s mine. I need it.”
“Okay, I’ll leave you most of it.”
I pulled my knees up to give my hips more leverage, rocking them a little more and pushing further into her. I heard a soft moan into my ear.
She whispered, “come on now cowboy, faster.”
Needing no further encouragement. I rocked my hips vigorously, lifting my ass off to bed and pushing in as deep as I could go. With one arm across her back, I held her down so that my thrusts did not push her up my body. The other, I reached down and grabbed hold of her shaking ass cheek.
The womanly flesh in my hand, her breasts pressed against my chest, and her voice whispering “yes yes yes!” in my ear, a vortex of tension and pleasure swelled up from my heels, flashing up my legs, down my arms and then it crawled across my scalp. I could feel the muscles in my pelvic floor tightening and pumping as my penis swelled to its fullest. I let out a deep long grunt and then several more as my whole body shook.
“Oh, thank you!” Becky squealed and squeezed her knees together against the outside of my hips as her orgasm followed mine.
We laid together panting until she propped herself up on my chest again. “I suppose we should clean ourselves up go to bed. It is way past my bedtime.”
I laughed and teased, “did you thank me earlier?”
She hit me playfully on the chest and said, “this girl has good manners. When a gentleman treats her right, she does what her mama told her.”
“All right then.”
[Part 4](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/lr3mrj/the_farmer_friends_part_4_sfw_chapter_3/?)
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