I stopped and looked at a farm that was about two hundred metres away. My parched mouth and the sweat running down my face made me crave water. It was the first dwelling I had seen since leaving the auction, and the last thing on my mind was having sex on a farm. The grass in the field where the horses ran was dry, and the wooden fence looked like it hadn’t tasted a coat of paint in years.
The white house had a porch and a matching barn to the right. I hopped over the fence and looked at the horses before walking up to the front door.
“Hi. How can I help?” asked a woman in a flowery dress and with brunette hair tied in a bun.
“Sorry to bother you, ma’am. You’re the first house that I’ve seen since I left the auction.”
“What auction?”
“The Thoroughbred.”
“What on heavens are you doing here on foot?”
“My horse got stolen at the auction.”
She snapped her head towards someone in the lounge. “TJ, did you hear that?”
A man with a scruffy, grey beard and a belly came to the door. “What’d you say, Sophia?”
“This man also got his horse stolen,” she said.
TJ looked at me. “Come on in, fella.”
I extended my hand and said, “Thank you. I’m Jarrett.”
“I’m TJ. This is my wife, Sophia.”
We walked into the lounge, and I sat on the grey sofa and stretched my legs underneath the wooden coffee table.
“You say you got your horse stolen at the Thoroughbred Auction?” asked TJ.
“Yes, sir.”
“Well, hell’s bells. It also happened to me today. I go every year to find the finest specimens, and this is the first year that mine got stolen. Sophia usually drops me off, and I come back on the horse. After the auction, I tied my horse in front of that pub they’ve got.”
“The Western Saloon?”
“Yeah, that’s it.”
“I was there as well. When I came out, my horse was gone.”
“Well, I’ll be damned. How’d you get here?”
“On foot. Your farm was the first one I saw since the auction.”
“Yea. There’s nothing out here for miles. We’re going back into town on Monday, so you’re welcome to stay here with us until then.”
“Thank you so much, sir. I really appreciate it.”
“You must be starving.”
“And thirsty.”
As we sat at the dining table, a blonde with glistening teeth and cowboy boots walked in and smiled. “Sweetheart, this is Jarrett,” said TJ.
I stood up, smiled and extended my hand. “It’s nice to meet you, miss.”
“The pleasure’s all mine. I’m Lilian,” she said and sat.
“This is my precious angel,” said TJ. “I protect her the way I do this house. Nobody goes close to my precious Lilly.”
“Daddy, not now.”
“What? I always talk about you like this. Everybody knows how I feel.”
Lilian tucked her head in between her shoulders and bowed her head. I glanced at her twice before gorging the food. Sophia placed a water jug in front of me, and I downed the first glass and poured another. The macaroni and cheese were delicious. I wanted to ask for more, but I felt that it was inappropriate.
After the meal, TJ and I went to the lounge while Lilian helped her mom clean up. I couldn’t wait for Lilian to join us. Looking at her body made me forget my exhaustion, and it fuelled me with lust.
“You’ll be sleeping in the barn,” said TJ.
What. “Oh-kay.”
“Nothing personal. It’s just that you are a stranger, and I can’t take any risks.”
“No problem, sir.”
As Lilian walked into the lounge, TJ said, “Sweetheart, why don’t you go to your room?”
“But, daddy -.”
“But nothing.”
I hated small talk, and I didn’t have a reason to hang out with TJ, so I excused myself and went to the barn. It was filled with hay and some of the most beautiful horses I had seen. I had my eyes on a black one, so I went over to it and stroked its face. “My, my, my. Aren’t you just the most beautiful sight I’ve ever seen,” I said.
I lay in the vacant stall, then heard somebody enter. Sophia stood in front of me with a pillow and a blanket under her arm.
“You’re going to need this,” she said. “It can get chilly here at night.”
“Thank you. It’s nice of you.”
“If there’s anything you need, I’m in the house.”
I smiled and nodded. As she walked out, I popped my head out of the stall to look at her ass. It was slightly bigger than I was used to, but I could knock a couple of kilograms off in doggy style.
It took only a few minutes for me to fall asleep. The squeaky door jolted me awake, and I saw somebody carrying a lamp while approaching me.
“Hi,” said Lilian. “I’m sorry to wake you.”
“Not a problem. Have a seat.”
She smiled, placed the lamp at the stall’s entrance and sat beside me on the blanket. “Sorry about what happened this afternoon with daddy. I wanted to talk to you, but daddy’s a bit overprotective.”
“I can understand. If I had a daughter as beautiful as you, I’d also make a fuss over her.”
She tilted her head and smiled. “That’s so sweet. Daddy told me about what happened to you. I’m so sorry to hear that.”
“Thanks, but I’m not the only one. Happened to your dad as well.”
“Yeah, daddy was pretty upset. He loves his horses.”
“But not more than you, and I can’t blame him. I’ve seen some beautiful horses, but none were as beautiful as you.”
Her cheeks flushed. I smiled at her while stroking her arm, then reached her face and glided my fingers over her smooth cheeks. The sparkle in her eyes was all I needed to know that she hadn’t tasted dick for some time, if at all.
I cupped her face, dabbed my lips against hers, then sucked them and stuck my tongue into her mouth. She pulled back and said, “I’m not supposed to be here. Daddy would be really upset if he found out.” The thought of being defiant while getting my dick polished made me hornier.
My lips slipped down to her neck, and our fingers intertwined. I took her top off and ran my hands over her perky tits, and she couldn’t stop smiling. She lay on the blanket, and I stood up and took my clothes off, then pulled up her dress and pulled down her g-string.
Lilian was shaven, and I stuck three fingers inside her pussy and felt her tightness. Her eyes closed, and she moaned as I fingered her. I felt her get wetter, so I licked her clitoris while drilling faster.
She moaned, making me harder, and I squeezed her tits. Her left leg trembled as I continued the licking and the fingering, making me wonder how she would feel with my dick inside her.
As I sucked her tits and rubbed her pussy, she ran her fingers through my hair and groaned. I couldn’t wait to stick my dick in, so I moved lower and tapped my dick on her clitoris. She clenched her teeth, and her face flushed, anticipating my head inside her. I stuck the head in and forced it inside while watching her head crane back and hearing a deep, guttural moan.
I lay on top of her and pushed my dick in deeper while my lips brushed her ear. She slid her hands down my back and screamed in my ear. Usually, that would’ve annoyed me but knowing that I was pleasuring her made it kinky.
I slid my arms under her head and crossed them, then penetrated faster. Her tight, moist pussy and pounding her wall felt so good. I wanted to cum, but I also wanted it to last.
I pulled out and told her to get on her hands and knees. Lilian had a tight ass and a clean butthole, which I wanted to lick but didn’t because I couldn’t wait to stick it in. I shoved my dick inside her pussy and grabbed her left shoulder while running my other hand down her leg. Her head hung as I penetrated, but I wanted to go deeper inside her, so I got off my knees, squatted above her ass and clutched her shoulders.
My dick went in all the way, making her scream even louder. I felt her pussy slightly loosen, and I got harder. My balls were tight, and I felt the sperm bubbling up and wanting to erupt. As the cum shot into her pussy, I craned my head up, closed my eyes and groaned. God, it felt so good.
Lilian got dressed, then hugged me and kissed my cheek.
The following night while I was sleeping, the squeaky door woke me up again.
“I’m not supposed to be here. I know this is wrong, but I couldn’t help myself.”
“I understand,” I said.
That sex was even better than the previous night.
At breakfast on Monday morning, I kept my eyes on the plate and avoided eye contact to ensure that TJ didn’t get suspicious.
“When you get back into town, you gonna report your stolen horse to the police?” asked TJ.
“Absolutely.”
“I’ve already reported mine. The police said there’s a chance they might find him.”
“I don’t doubt for a second that you’ll have Buck back running around here in no time.”
TJ nodded and lowered his gaze, then looked up at me and frowned. “How did you know the horse’s name was Buck?”
I stared at him. “You or Lilian must’ve mentioned it.”
“Nope. I know I didn’t, and Lilly didn’t even know the horse’s name because I name them only after I buy them. She wasn’t with me on Saturday, and I didn’t tell anybody what I called the horse.”
I awkwardly smiled. “I’m sure you told me.”
His frown remained as he stood up. “How the hell did you know the horse’s name was Buck?”
“I heard it somewhere, sir. I just can’t recall now exactly where.”
“The only place you could’ve heard it was at the auction.”
“Maybe, I can’t remember.”
“That’s a bunch of malarkey, son. You were the one who stole my horse, weren’t you?”
I frowned and smiled. “What? That’s crazy.”
“Oh, is it now? I wouldn’t be surprised if you followed me here to steal more of my horses.”
“Come on, TJ. My horse was stolen too.”
“What’s the horse’s name?”
“Uhh…Tom.”
“Is that so?” he asked and walked out of the dining room.
I heard him stomping down the corridor in his big boots on the way back. “Jesus!” I exclaimed as he pointed a shotgun at me.
“Where’s my damn horse?” he asked.
Lilian leapt up. “Daddy, put the gun down, please. I’m sure Jarrett didn’t do it.”
“Sweetheart, stay out of this.”
“Please, daddy. He’s a good man. I like him.”
He looked at her, then back at me. “Did you sleep with my daughter, you son of a gun?”
I stood up from the table and held my hands up, knowing that the truth was about to unravel. “What makes you ask that, TJ?”
“I know snakes like you.” He looked at Sophia and Lilian. “You two go to your rooms now. I’ve got some business to handle.”
Sophia walked up to TJ and pressed the barrel down. “Please, don’t do this. Let the police handle it.”
I knew that was my chance to duck, so I dashed to the door, swung it open and ran outside.
TJ followed me outside as I sprinted down the field and shot at me but missed. “You’re never gonna touch my daughter again,” he yelled.
“I banged the old lady, too,” I yelled.
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