Date: Sun, 29 Jun 2008 08:39:05 -0700 (PDT)
From: mysteryladyinside@yahoo.com
Subject: The Memoirs of a Farm Girl

I hope you enjoy this story as much as I enjoyed writing it.


Part I

"I'll be home by the end of the week," said my father. "Violet will watch
over you."

"I'll be alright dad," I pecked him lightly on the cheek. "Have a good
trip."

"Take care Lori," he drove off.

Violet was the hired hand that helped my father run the farm. We'd been
friends for quite some time and she became overly protective for my well
being. Sometimes we would go on a picnic together on her day off.

We were best friends since as far back as I remembered. We often went
skinny-dipping in the river and that's when I'd see how strong she really
was.

Her body was ebony and muscular; she was generously built but also
spectacularly rounded, rippling with smooth strips of muscle. Although her
chest was broad and muscular, her breasts were small. Her buttocks, legs
and hips looked like contours of chiselled stone.

On that first evening I cooked us dinner. Violet watched me do the dishes,
her eyes following my every move. Her dark black skin shone under the
light. She had never really looked at me before, not with that strange
look, anyway. I found myself curious as to what was going in her mind.

"Isn't it nice to have the place to ourselves," I smiled trying to coax a
word from her. "We could take the truck for a ride when you're not too
busy."

She didn't reply, but only glared at me. I shrugged it off, thinking she
wanted me to get her coffee. I trembled for some reason as I placed her mug
on the deeply weathered and scratched table. We're the only two souls
living in this remote farm. A hunting knife hung on her hip; the stabbing
look in her cold dark eyes read my thoughts and her nostrils flared.

Her rippling, hard forearms were fully exposed; I could see the hardness
under the smooth, velvety skin. Violet tensed her arm and her thick,
bulging muscles swelled. I could see by the expression on her face that she
felt stressed.

"Is something wrong," I asked her with a forced smile. "Did I forget your
birthday or something?"

She replied by placing her palm on one of my hands. I lowered my eyes,
looking at it, shivering. The hand felt oddly hot, as if it were searing my
flesh. She stood up and slid her hand under my dress. I jerked back, but
Violet extended her large muscular right hand and encircled my thin wrist
in a possessive grip.

I felt myself trembling with a desire which was strange, a heat that burned
inside me. I watched Violet's hand move higher, caressing in circular
motions my thigh. My panting increased, and I heard Violet gasping for
breath.

She took her hand and drew it toward my inner thigh. As her palm was placed
halfway up, I suddenly felt a heave between my legs. My womanhood swelled
and became moist; my clit throbbed with angry lust. I should have stopped
her and told her that this was wrong but I couldn't.

We looked into each other's eyes, and Violet moved her hand higher. She
felt the tight entrance of my channel with the tips of her fingers, and I
spread my legs widely, leaning back on the table, bracing myself with my
hands.

Violet couldn't seem to stop herself. Her fingers moved slowly about my
crotch, finding it moist. She traced my cuntlips, massaging her finger up
and down the slit of my pussy. I whimpered and turned on the table. Finally
her palm cupped my wet cunt.

I felt the heat of my juicy channel burning into her hand, and she massaged
it tenderly, gently. I whined with delight and began to press my womanhood
eagerly against Violet's hand.

With one arm around my back, Violet held me. Now Violet was moving more
violently, pushing her fingers deep into my vagina. I bit down on my lower
lip as a flood of sensations gripped my shuddering body.

I thought of nothing except of the joy I felt of her hand touching my
cunt. I raised my hips, bringing my vagina closer into her hand, crying
softly. I sprawled my legs open on the table, my arms supporting my
weight. Violet was towering over my petite frame massaging me now harder.

She cupped my firm ass-cheek hard with her palm. Her mouth tasted my
mouth. She lifted me a foot in the air as she held her hand between my
spread thighs. She kept fondling without end and before I knew it, Violet
was leaning over, kissing my mouth.

Violet held my jerking vagina and ass tightly, feeling them both
contracting in her hands as she masturbated me with her fingers. In and out
her fingers went of my convulsing pussy. I finally orgasmed, my body
trembled, I jerked violently about as I came.

Violet held her fingers buried in my womanhood, sensing my orgasm subside
and my body going limp. She gently let me down, and then regretfully pulled
her fingers out.

 She lowered my body on the table and stood back, observing me
passionlessly as I caught my breath. My legs and cunt were visible and
available for her amusement. I was still weak from my climax. She watched
with deep, serious eyes as I lay where I was, legs still spread out. My
panties dangled by my ankle, ripped on one side. Violet saw my pale
dripping womanhood and the tip of my swollen clit protruding out.

Finally I struggled up, sitting on the table. Her thick, full lips suddenly
seemed twisted in a cruel sneer, and her dark, heavily lashed eyes seemed
to hold images of evil and perversity in them.

She left the kitchen without saying a word.

Part II

Later that night I washed my face in the bathroom. I looked into the mirror
and saw a confused expression on my features. I knew I should've been angry
at Violet, but I liked it. I had never allowed anyone to stick their hands
on my crotch, yet I had willingly let Violet massage her fingers to
masturbate me. I had found the sensation enjoyable, and I even aided her
hand into my cunt – not just willingly, but hungrily.

There was something I felt for Violet that I wasn't able to understand; it
was magnetism I had never felt for a woman in all my life. I wasn't sorry
she had played with my pussy, but it couldn't happen again. We were only
friends and nothing more.

Maybe I was sick and needed help.

I dried my blond hair which flickered in the lamplight. My eyes were blue,
but in this shadow they appeared to change to green. I was a girl, I had
full, sensual lips, and my neck was long; my skin was clear, milky white
the way which some men liked. I pulled back my shoulders and looked
critically at my breasts.

There was nothing wrong with me physically, I thought.

The problem was all psychological. My body only responded to a physical
stimulation, like pain. If somebody burnt me with a red hot poker was it my
fault if I cried out in agony? Of course not!

I left the bathroom, realising the whole Violet business had to be
ignored. Naturally I would never tell my father, because he needed her to
run the farm. There was too much work to be done for only one man.

I went to bed earlier than usual and I tossed and turned, trying to find
that comfortable position in which sleep arrives. It was quite late now and
I was unable to sleep. My womanhood would keep on itching and longing for
that special touch.

I finally decided to slip out of bed and go downstairs to find some aid
from my dad's special friend `Jack Daniels'. A little whiskey would drowse
the heat between my legs.

It was better to be stone drunk than to lie in bed writhing with deviant
desire. I slipped on a robe, slid out of bed and glided quietly down the
hall to the stairs. Violet slept out in the barn and there was no danger of
bumping into her.

I knew that my dad had a secret stash behind the cupboard in the
living-room. I fumbled blindly for it with my hand until I felt the cold
glass container.

"Come and make me feel like a woman, Jack," I spoke directly to the bottle
and sniggered.

"I wondered where the old man kept it," Violet said, sipping wine.

She nearly scared me out of my wits and I narrowly kept the bottle from
falling to the floor. My heart throbbed intensely and I felt it was going
to explode. She sat on the couch with her legs open drinking my cooking
wine.

Of all the nerve to be here after what she'd done, I thought angrily.

"What are you doing here?" I demanded to know and then pointed a shaking
accusing finger. "That's cooking wine! You're wasting it and I need it to
make my sauce!"

"Then pour me a glass of the good stuff!" Her dark muscular figure
approached me now seemingly bigger than this morning.

She took the bottle from my hand and slowly unscrewed it. Her dark eyes
never left mine as she placed the bottle to her lips and drank deeply. My
father was not going to be pleased that his expensive whiskey was being
tapped.

"It's time for you to leave," I tried to sound determined. "In the name of
our friendship I am quite willing to overlook your unsuitable behaviour."

"How generous of you."

"Yes, well! Regard yourself as fortunate that I don't tell my father what
you did to me this morning. I could call the police on you."

"Uh-huh, and that is what we need to talk about," Violet replied, moving
towards me and pushing me back against the wall. "I don't think you'll tell
you dad what `we' did."

"`We'?!" I'd run out of space to move. "You've got some nerve! I'll tell
him alright, you wait and see!"

"You won't tell him because you know that your dad needs me," she sneered.

"You coerced me," I tried to sound convincing. "Rape would be the right
word!"

"No it wouldn't, because you liked it." She whispered in my ear. "I'd dare
say you loved it!"

"You're out of line Violet," I had to raise my neck to look her in the
eye. "We can find someone else to replace you ..."

"Not with my wages," she knew she had me. "You need me more than I need
you."

"I thought we were friends."

"I saw it your eyes," she kissed my lips. "You wanted me then and you want
me now."

"We'll forget the whole incident like it never happened." I ignored her
comments. "Goodnight!"

I slipped under her arm and scooted towards my bedroom. I slowed down so as
not to give the impression that I was running away. I climbed the stairs
and moved into the hallway, leaning against the wall, my legs trembling. I
stood there with my eyes half closed, feeling the heat, the anticipation in
my cunt. My nostrils flared with desire.

Violet was right! I did want her!

I wasn't aware that Violet had followed me nor was I aware that she was
unbuckling her belt and trousers. I wasn't even aware that she stood there
looking at me. I felt her presence, though. It was powerful and dominant.

"I want you!" Her voice was deep and clear.

I opened my eyes and looked at Violet already naked. Her eyes were packed
with burning desire, scanning up and down my petite body, seeing my nipples
swell. I could hardly breathe knowing that what I feared the most was about
to happen again.

"I need you." She spoke with the same commanding voice, but this time I
found it strangely soothing. My legs turned to straw. How could I resist
such a powerful force? I was incapable to defeat this massive beast. Her
eyes glittered; her upper lip was lifted in the beginning of a snarl.

She took my wrist, guided it to her naked crotch. My fingers instinctively
found her clit, and I stroked it gently. I felt it throbbing; the rigid
hardness was aroused with lust; I couldn't refrain from squeezing it,
causing Violet to moan with delight.

Still looking into her ebony face, I moved my fingers into her womanhood
just as she had done to me earlier that morning. I moved them slowly at
first, and then I began to wriggle her clit faster.

As I held her my fingers in her, Violet brought her large hands to my
breasts. They felt warm, tender and protective, and I was beginning to feel
damp between my own legs. Violet squeezed my breasts, making me moan.

Suddenly, Violet enveloped her arm around my head and pulled her mouth into
mine. She pressed her tongue into my mouth and I sucked it, kissing her
strongly. Her hands tightened around my shoulders, removed my robe and
ripped my nightgown to shreds. Her hands worked down to my ass where she
squeezed them hard.

"We'd better stop," I moaned into her mouth. "This isn't ... I can't–"

She ignored me; her fingers dug into my ass cheeks and ripped another pair
of my panties. She pushed her tongue into my mouth, licking and plunging
enthusiastically, tasting me; she squirmed her crotch toward my mine.

My hands clawed in surprise and astonishment. Heatedly, she laid me down on
the floor, her whole weight pinned me, and her lips tracked down my throat,
warm and wet, leaving a glossy trail between my breasts. I whimpered and
instinctively held onto her for support.

She smiled libidinously and carelessly took one of my nipples between her
lips and began to suckle, her teeth grazing impishly on the rubbery
peak. Then, I felt a moderate but firm pressure of Violet clamping down on
my nipple and drawing it tight. I felt fiery passion building in my belly.

"Hmmm," she mumbled.

I breathed nervously beneath Violet. Her tongue licked down my flat belly
and I instinctively parted my thighs. My heart hammered in my breast in
anticipation. Strong hands fondled the surface of my legs, then came
Violet's tongue, soft and teasing, on the smooth, fleshy mound of my inner
thighs.

I laid back and accepted her lovemaking quietly. I laid completely still,
my arms by my side, my face calm. She kept on sucking my nipples, trying to
caress passion into my body by force.

She grabbed hold of my calves with both hands and pushed my legs up and
back, pressing down so that I couldn't move, and I laid there trapped under
my own legs.

My knees had pinned down my shoulders so that I couldn't even get my hands
to her head when it fell down into my wide-open cunt and sucked at it for
the first time in my life.

I suddenly became desperate, my legs tried to kick her off me, my fingers
tried to claw its way out by scratching at any part of her.  But she held
me down with all her might, and my cunt was exposed to her mouth.

"Shhhh! Calm down," she sucked hard. "Don't fight! That's a good girl!"

Her tongue explored the walls of my cunt, moist in spite of my angry
protests. Her mouth rubbed against my hard clitoris, nuzzling and pushing
until I gave in a little. To my surprise, I began to relax under the
stimulation she gave me.

I was spread-eagle on the floor, holding my thighs open, hips raised while
Violet lavished long, ravenous licks on my sex. My cries were sharp and
wanton, my feet jerked in the air, calves taut. Violet lapped even faster,
she was like a bitch on heat licking at my sex. Her tongue felt rough and
long.

Suddenly, she pressed a thumb at the entrance of my channel. The squeezing
muscles of my young and tender cunt spoke the reality. They clamped down on
the foreign trespasser.

"No!" I whimpered. "Stop, not yet. I – I – I'm not ready!"

"This moisture tells me otherwise!" She sneered.

With a swift thrust she speared two digits up my cunt while her lips pursed
around my clit. It was like being impaled and I jumped a foot. There was
nothing I could with her full weight upon me. It hurt to take Violet's
fingers up my cunt, but once it was in I could relax a little. I caught my
breath and clenched my fists as she explored up my cunt.

I grunted with delight even if I was telling my brain not to do it. I was
still uncomfortable about it, convulsing now and again in an attempt to
escape her grasp. But my cunt had a will of its own, it clamped down. All
the while she sucked and licked, savouring my cunt.

Violet moved her fingers back and forth in rhythm with her licks. I gasped
as I felt desire and tension accumulating in my loins. My sex instinctively
tightened even harder around the intrusion.

She seized my hard clit between her lips and began to tweet her tongue
against the inflamed little bud, driving me insane with lust. Violet
growled in hungry passion and thrust herself forward. The strain in my
loins built with each lick.

She ran her tongue around my clitoris, then moved down, once around the
brim of her my, then down to my anus, flicking inside, exciting me more
than ever, preserving a constant strain on me.

I groaned, leaning back further in surrender. My thighs opened a little
more, allowing her flying digits even additional access to my swelling
cunt. My hips moved in a pleasant little squirming motion that wriggled
around the intruding digit.

My head rolled and rocked from side to side.  My lips twisted with the
mounting agony of need that overflowed me. My body quivered, groaned and
whimpered.

Harder and faster, her digits sliced between the shaking lips of my
labia. I felt the rapid fire strokes of the fingers that buried itself in
my wide open sex.  Involuntarily, my body tensed each time her hand slammed
roughly into my naked pubic mound. My breathing increased to difficult
heaves of stimulation, following the lustful change that had transformed
me.

Our bodies were slick with sweat and my heart thumped. We rubbed our bodies
together as if to merge each other into one.

I moaned and panted in her ear urging her on, begging her to do it harder,
faster. Violet was hot and impatient, she slammed me against the hard
floor. I begged her to make me cum.

She growled into my mouth, her kisses became more avid and demanding. She
felt me shudder beneath her, pushing my pelvis onto her fingers. Her
thrusts became harder and more savage, thumping into me hard and fast. She
pulled her mouth away, looking down at me she howled deafeningly and
animalistic.

Violet returned voraciously to my cunt, prolonging the agony for another
excruciating minute, slipping her tongue deep into me. She was teasing me
by keeping me in limbo. The slightest touch of my clit would probably make
me burst, and so she avoided it, teasing me, taking pleasure in my
vulnerability.

Violet's smooth muscles clenched and strained, and her face grimaced with
hysterical sexual need. She was holding back for me and I realised at that
moment how much she loved me. She took her fingers out of my cunt and stuck
them into my mouth. I suckled like a little calf on her mother's teat. I
revolved my tongue and licked her fingers clean of my juices.

She devoured my pussy with an colossal passion. She sucked my cuntlips into
her mouth, stabbed her tongue deep into the warm, moist channel, and sucked
viciously at my clit until my voice disappeared into a high, deep pitched
scream.

My quick, sudden orgasm only fuelled the flames of her lust. She was
consumed with it, shaking, moaning demanding that I give her more. She
wanted total surrender of my body.

Finally, she settled atop of me, to hook her leg around my shoulder, so
that we laid vagina to vagina, locked in a sexy cunt kiss. The sensation
was beyond description. I felt Violet's soft, moist, sticky folds against
my lust aroused sex. My abdomen tensed in expectation as she shifted to
possess me like a man.

I clenched my teeth, feeling the huge muscular thigh muscle plough into my
gaping cunt. Violet was far more aroused and this time she was going to be
much rougher with me. She wasn't going to hold back, neither for her sake
nor mine.

She had one of my thighs clamped into her own wet cunt, and I knew we were
both going to cum this time as Violet pumped me ferociously, bringing us
both to an wild fury of lust. Violet was so physically powerful that she
almost squeezed the life out of me. Her hard thigh slammed again and again
into my cunt, squashing my clit, grinding it, until I whimpered
feverishly. She was insane with lustful exhilaration, tossing her hips
madly, fiercely pushing her thigh into my cunt.

Violet was about to cum, but she was overwhelmed by a desire to plunder my
body. I panted and moaned exhausted, but she hurled herself forward onto
me. She wedged her cunt coarsely into me, pumping and fucking me
ruthlessly.

Violet growled and thrust her hips forward, massaging her sex long and hard
against mine. We fucked that way, pussy pushed against pussy, slick inner
lips grinding, thrusting accumulating friction with each movement as she
pushed into me. My thighs tensed with each moist thrust.

I gasped, my back tensed under the sudden rush of bliss. It was useless to
resist, the friction on the silky folds of my pussy and the rubbing on my
clit were overwhelming. She dug her fingers into my breasts as if they were
her personal property. Dropping her mouth to my nipple, she sucked it hard
while she gyrated her own cunt into me.

She thrust harder once more to tax more juices from my cunt. Then my hands
tightened on Violet's firm hard buttocks as I neared climax, my cries
suffocated in a hungry kiss against my lover's lips.

Her juices dripped from her loins, smearing my sex with her love. My hands
frantically clasped her steel buttocks, desperate for just one more
electrifying thrust.

I drew a deep, excited breath and surrendered to euphoric wave of relief
which was about to radiate from deep in my sex. I rolled my hips, my thighs
and abdomen tightening with effort as I came in quick, snarling gasps.

Violet drove the wave of our climax grinding her slopping sex against my
cunt. That was the first time that she had made love to me and I would
never forget it. She made love to me violently, grunting and roaring like a
bitch on heat. The word love had little to do with her actions. To her, it
seemed, sex was the end conquest of violence.

Soon she lost all control and was thrusting into me as hard and fast as she
could, growling and snarling. I was under her urging her on, begging for
more; pounding her clit onto mine. She was thrusting into me so hard that
my head was now pressed against the floor. Her hands were on my shoulders
pulling me down onto her cunt as she thrust into me. I was shaking all
over; her sweat poured off her and onto me.

We were very close to cumming. Finally she tweaked my clit and sent me over
the edge. My back arched and together we let out a scream as we came
together, flooding each other with our juices.

When we let go it was as though we had released a scent that was so potent
it drove her wild. She thrust violently into me one more time and I felt
her release one more time, flooding me. She threw back her head and let out
a howl that shook the walls of the house.

It sounded like a cry of victory!

She came long and hard. When it was over she collapsed on top of me, trying
to catch her breath, completely drained. She held me tightly, heaving on my
breast. Her mouth found my nipple and she suckled on it absently. I
savoured Violet's leisured post-coital thrusts.

"Oh baby!" She spoke her cheek pressed against my breast. "My sweet Lori."

I patted her head gently before passing out from exhaustion. I remembered
her lightly slapping me awake to suck her clitoris, which I did for a long
time before passing out again.

When I awoke at dawn I was on my bed with my head rested on a pillow. My
blond hair was sweaty and tangled about my face. Violet must have brought
me here when I slept, but she hadn't stopped making love to me.

Although I was on my back, my nipples seemed to point upward, as if Violet
had just finished suckling them. My nipples aimed jutted out over my flat
breasts, which normally would have been full if I were sitting up.

As the dawn raised our love making waned. We refused to separate our
legs. Violet lay there panting, our cunts perfectly merged together, in a
deep arousing union which neither of us were willing to break. I looked at
the mirror and saw the union of our bodies. Her dark ebony skin contrasted
erotically with the milky whiteness of my flesh.

I lay still as Violet rested her massive frame over my body. My hands held
her steeled buttocks, my fingers slowly stroking her soft skin.

Suddenly Violet awoke. I saw in her eyes that she felt guilty for the feral
fucking she had forced on me. I hadn't been expecting it, but I couldn't
say I didn't like it, because I loved every moment she possessed my body.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry," I heard her saying as she rolled off my ravished
body. "I didn't mean to be so rough. I couldn't help it. I thought I could
control myself."

"Don't ever apologise for giving a lady an orgasm!" I soothed softly.

I wrapped my legs around her waist, nuzzling my semi-moist cunt into
Violet's hard stomach.

"You liked it?" She grinned. "I made you cum didn't I?"

I replied kissing her and caressing her cheek with very deep tenderness. "I
love you."

I ran my hands all over her body, rejoicing in her flesh.  She rolled back
on top of me and cupped my breasts with both hands and devoured them
hungrily.

"Are you ready for more?"

"Do we have time?"

Violet filled her mouth with one of my bulging, shiny pink nipples.  She
sucked it passionately, but not too roughly this time, manipulating the
firm ball of my breast with her fingers at the same time.

"We'll have to make this a quickie," she mumbled through a mouthful of my
breast. "I've got work to do."

"I'll make you a big breakfast," I giggled childishly.

"Good!" She hoisted me by my ass cheeks and licked her lips. "I'll start
with this!"

She went down on me and fiercely parted my legs. I squealed with delight as
she began to lick my cunt with long lean strokes. She continued to feast on
my cunt with long ferocious laps. It seemed she wanted my juices to flow
forever.

(To be continued maybe) :D

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