Small town*** Large Charge

I guess Dad started taking me to town with him to keep Mom off his case for stopping for a beer snd to chat with his old Cronies. The first few years were LOTS of fun. He'd let me run the Street(singlular) ,While he drank 6 or 9 beers and shot up three bucks worth of pool balls.I would stay in site of the bar and help him to the truck or Drive it home which ever I could talk him into.

I learned to SMOOCHie and dry hump before I was 11 but no one could get a hand in my pants ot I'd break it off for them.(sometimes I wanted to let them but I had been warned by older girls that if they got a finger started it would lead to not being able to say NO when It counted or the next time and so on. I became known as Hot lips Hazel, and Woodie, Because the boys always walked home with a "woody" (H.O.)After a few Kisses and zipper rides from me. OH yeah I saw a lot of naked PenI poking out het top of levi's and thru sweat pants. But I made them keep it out side my underware and usually my cut offs or shorts.I had gallons of Sperm pumped on me by nearly every guy from 10 to 18 in our county , over the next five years from Nine to Fourteen. My breasts were not Fab nor Huge but My Nipples had erect length unmatched in our 45 girl- student highschool grade school combined. Even the Lady teachers and Staff made off the wall comments about it GIRL TO GIRL stuff not nasty remarks. Mrs Dutton H/ec and Shop teacher Ask me one day if they ever got sore from being up nearly all the time . I answered "OF Course" and she gave me some advice about a bandade then later she told me how much better the male attention span was in our shop class with my "ANTI-Pasties" in place.Mom noticed and I told her what I was doing also. Five Seventh grade boys now seldome BUMPED into me with shoulders or hands. I had seen My dad get a "BONER" when they popped up sometimes unexpectedly. Uncle Mich was only five years older than me and his Flag was Flying all thru our Haying season. I worked beside the men and stayed bale for bale with them untill it got to the top row 7 bales high and I couldn't even reach that high on my tip toes, Lit'alone throw a 76 pound hay bale up and twist it into position from the floor of the wobbly old trailer. I fell into his arms once and my braless chest was in his hands and mouth as we crashed to the ground from the moving flat bed truck ,By the time we got finished rolling and grapeling to keep the Sharpe spiked hayhooks out of our bodies, He was greeted to my full glory of no top and six buttons of my super tight 501 cut offs ripped clean off of the fly. My lowest tummy was exposed to his face.including, the recient sparse crop of RED fur and a Tampax string dangling sweaty limp down my sun darkened thigh.He helped me retrive my shirt remnant from a distant stub of cut sapling the wrapped it to cover my brown spots. I made a tie of my bandana to close the front of my Shorts and we walked to the house to meet the truck and unload it at the barn. Mich never mentioned it to the others. I went in the house and changed "everything". His hands had felt very good as they touched me Accidently while helping me get re-arranged and later in the Dark barn as we waited for the next trailer of bales to be brought to us. I sat on his lap and Kissed him with as much power as I could put into it. His Poker was in my fresh shorts leg touching my naked clitours when I climaxed to the first Penis on my nudeity, even outside of me it was delicious tasting and feeling to slam small girl parts on his adulterous dong.

We didn't work together anymore that season I think he was afraid we might go to far the nextime, He was scared shitless when he Shot cum up over my clitslit and it pooled in my navel. I wanted more that day but he got pushy and angry acting. Especially around his Fe'anciee at supper time.
Hay was finished on Saturday afternoon just as a Full scale Storm drove us out of the last Meadow to park loaded trucks in the barn to be worked later. He invited the whole CREW 9 of us to go for a beer. Except me of course. He did sneak me one out under his shirt and I shared it with Robbie Jinx the rake operator. He ask me if I let Mich "NOODLE"(HAND JOB) me in the barn. I told him NO F_N G**D***WAY . He said Dad had commented on the look in our eyes when they brought the Trailer up and He told Robbie it was semen on my belly and legs, that the hay dust was clinging to. I told robbie it was my period and thats all. He Giggled at that and I stood up and removed the tampon right in front of his nose out of the leg of my old lose 'CHUTE shorts. He gagged at the sight of it. I bet he never saw that done again in his life. We kissed a while, his little whanger kept squiriting evertime I touched his bare belly with the back of my icey beer bottle chilled hand. I did let him touch a nipple and told him he could suck it but he chickened out. Dad got soushed to the gills that night, I had been driving for five years so it was no big thing to get him loaded into the pick up bed or the passenger seat to get him home, then leave him there to sober up till dawn. But this time he had to pee on the way home. He stood in front of the head lights flopped it out and pissed on the truck grill. I laughed so hard I had to go also. I went to the back of the truck and pushed my pants down to squat . His erection was in my face, "Put it up for me I zipped it in my zipper." I took it in my hand but my body went into high gear as I tried to get the zipper down to release the tab of taught skin from the track."Jerk hard I can't feel any pain when It's hard" He put his hand on my head to steady himself as I pulled down harder.His relife was expressed in a large gob of creamy goo that went on my lips and face as he watched and appogized in a sober sounding voice. What happened next was scary as hell I opened my mouth and he slid it into me gently with his hand still on my head but he didn't force me at all I was already aiming for it with my tongue lifting it into my waiting lips. My hands were busy fumbling with a clit that was so slick and hard I kept loosing it between my knuckels. He went to his knees as the next climax hit us both unexpectedly for me. I laid him in the dirty road and mounted him with a protest that faded as he slipped inside the first inches and stopped on my madenhead. "I can't do this Woodie! but I humped to wards his backbone to make it happen fast, never stopping to consider anything else. I finished us both with hot sludge filling me contentedly full and bubblie grumbels in my tummy. We stood and wiped at each others most messy areas but it was so dirty and sloppy we only made it worse. I drove us home and unlosded him but he walked on his own to the back door Thats where I hit him with the WATER SPRAY from the garden hose. He yelled out curse words and took the hose to soak me even worse than himself. He whispered to me as we wrestled for control of the hose"Thank You and this was another good Idea of yours Mom will never guess a thing, Good cover". I let it go unanswered and became terrified of the monster I had unleashed from the dungeons of his Bib overalls.

Next morning was Silent time No work because it was raining hard. Mom got us started playing cards and even started a fire in the RED coneical deco-fireplace. Corn was popped for breakfast and we all just hungout in our unders or tee shirts all day. Mom ask me several times how the 'Visitor' was comming along. My last period had lasted two weeks. I reasured her it was normal and Grouchy time was upon us.
No mention of the encounter was ever made again he didn't even Cop a tweek of my tips when they popped in the truck AC vent blast. He'd hold his hand out to me and I'd poke him with a point, for years, even mom was with us sometimes. Now we sat tensly staring at a Wrapped. More later...