Chapter 5
Abby was sitting on the front porch of the farm where she was now living and all she could think about was how bored she was. She thought a little bit about Betty and wondered how her old friend and ex-co-worker was getting on.
She knew that Betty had to be getting on better than she was.
Betty, she thought to herself, had married for money and not love. She, on the other hand, had been a real jerk. She had married for love and not money. And eventually, the love had faded and there was still no money.
She lifted her head to the sun, to get more color on her face and she started to think about some of the scenes she and Betty had had when they were working girls. She thought about Fred and how, deep down, she had hoped he'd be hers.
Of course, her jealousy had ended their friendship. They both continued to work for a long, long time, until one day, she found out Betty was getting married. She was not invited to the wedding and she understood why.
Her jealousy had caused their friendship to come to an end and she and Betty hadn't really talked to each other for about six months before Betty did get married.
She, on the other hand, had continued to work. She had even met a nice girl, Lily, a blonde who reminded her a lot of Betty.
She and Lily had started having threesomes, but they were both working for a pimp once again. Abby felt as if it was at least a few steps backwards, to go back to working for a pimp after having worked on her own.
After her friendship with Betty had ended, they'd both gone back to their pimp.
After meeting Lily, she broke away from the man again and put an ad back in the newspapers - the same ad she'd had for herself and Betty.
Lily, she kept telling herself, was much hotter looking than Betty. Lily had bigger tits and a pretty large cunt. Abby could fit her entire hand in her friend's cunt and that was always a trick which impressed the men.
Abby even started to fall in love with Lily. The two of them shared an apartment and they would always sleep together at night.
Abby was almost always horny in the mornings when she woke up and when she would wake up in bed with Lily, she would have to satisfy herself. She'd usually start to suck on her hot friend's tits while sliding her hand down between Lily's legs.
There was always a burning heat between Lily's thighs. The heat emanated from her thigh flesh itself and seemed to spread out all over her body. Inside of her cunt though, it was hotter than any other part of Lily's body.
Abby almost always ended up between Lily's legs. She would slide her lips down to her friend's cunt and she would start to lick her cunt lips, sliding her tongue up and down until they just parted, beckoning for her to go in deeper.
And she would, too, working Lily's clit over, sucking it between her lips and holding it while her tongue flicked back and forth over the tip of the clit. She'd even sometimes start to finger Lily's asshole with her short-nailed fingers.
Lily never seemed to mind having a finger slipped into her asshole, when she was sleeping and it happened. But when the two of them would start to play and they'd be wide awake, Lily would always start to groan and tighten up if Abby would try to get a finger up her ass, so she never tried, except in the mornings.
As she sat there thinking about Lily, she could feel the way her cunt began to get wetter. It had been a long time since she'd masturbated and as she looked out at the fields, she couldn't see her husband, or any of the hired hands.
So she opened her overalls and let the front part fall between her legs. She slid her hand into her overalls and her panties and felt the heat from her cunt. She began to move her finger back and forth over her clit.
She thought about how Lily loved to sit on her face and how Lily could sometimes sit on her face for hours and hours.
There had been long periods of time when she'd be licking Lily and then Lily would start to lick her. All it took was a flick from the blonde's tongue and Abby's cunt would start to flow like crazy.
As Abby wiggled her clit back and forth, she started to think about the night when she had met Clem. Actually, he'd called her about the ad and wanted to see the two women in action. He was staying at some flea-bag hotel and as Abby wrote down the address, she realized that he probably didn't have much money.
Still, she had quoted him a price and he had said he'd pay it.
So she and Lily had packed up their things and they'd taken a cab to his hotel. When she stepped into his room, she was quite impressed by the man's size. He was something of a giant, about six feet five inches tall and he had shaggy blond hair and kind of a lost puppy dog face. She did think he was real cute, especially when he opened the door in only his overalls, with no shirt and no underwear under it.
Of course, it was obvious that he had no shirt on and she just assumed that he had no underwear on, because of the way the bulge hung down his left leg.
Lily and Abby undressed and then Abby walked over to him and unsnapped his overalls. When they fell down in the front, she could tell that his cock was the thing holding them up near his groin. She couldn't wait to see his prick.
She pulled the overalls all the way down and looked at his magnificent large cock shaft. She knew that it was going to take a lot of discipline to take a cock like that in her cunt, because it was so large.
But she didn't have to take it first. She let Lily tie her to the bed and Clem just leaned against the dresser and played with his huge dick, his huge balls bobbing up and down as he was jerking on himself.
She looked over at him and smiled as Lily finished tying her up. Then Lily began to whip her and she moaned softly. Lily whipped her a few more times, then got on her knees between Abby's legs and started to lick her.
"Ooh, you are pretty," Clem kept saying, as he looked at Abby.
She could see that he was concentrating on her tits and on her cunt. He even moved near the bed and started to rub his fat cock head around one of her tits, leaving come drops near her nipples, drops that leaked from the slit.
She felt a lot of heat from his shaft then and she did love the way that it felt on her flesh. When he moved it to her mouth, she had to open her mouth real wide to suck his cock between her lips, but she did.
He didn't try to thrust it all the way into her mouth. Instead, he eased his prick in and out of her mouth and she didn't have to take it in her throat.
Then he pulled out of her mouth and while Lily was still on her knees between her legs, he got behind her and moved his cock into Lily's pussy.
For a few seconds, redheaded Abby had been upset, the same way she had been upset when Fred paid all that attention to Betty.
After all, it really seemed like Clem was interested in her - Abby - but he started to fuck Lily, like he was having the time of his life. At that point, she had no idea who the hick man seemed to like better.
He came inside of Lily's cunt and then, when he pulled out and he was semi-limp, he pushed Lily aside so he could enter Abby's pussy. He was able to slide his limp dick into her, because even limp, he was still pretty big.
And as he fucked her, sliding his prick in and out of her hot cunt, she could feel the way he started to get stiffer.
She felt the way he got longer and thicker inside of her and thought that a cock like his would have hurt if he just shoved it into her. Instead, by fucking her while it was limp and letting himself grow in her, she was able to put up with it.
She started to moan as he fucked her and he kissed her pretty hard on the lips, making it, pretty much, a standard missionary fuck. Except for the fact that her hands were still pulled up over her head and were bound.
He kissed her with a lot of passion. It had been a long time since a man had kissed her with such passion and when he raised his head, pulling back from the kiss, she saw this attractive shit-eating grin on his face.
It was as if he knew that the kiss had turned her on and that he was doing a good job of making her cunt spasm over and over again.
He sucked on her tits then, sliding his lips from one to the other and she began to realize that Clem was very much an oral person.
He had a mouth that seemed to love to lick and suck naked female flesh and he sure did have one soft-feeling tongue and one hot feeling cock.
When he started to come inside of her, she moaned real loud and she looked over at Lily, in time to catch the angry expression on Lily's face. Whatever jealousy Abby had felt when he first slid his prick into Lily as Lily ate her, was now being felt by Lily who had literally been pushed aside so he could fuck Abby.
Lily was just standing near one side of the bed and Abby realized that when Clem had been tongue kissing her, ramming his tongue real deep into her mouth, Lily probably felt more left out than she'd ever felt before.
After Clem came inside of her, he untied her and then the two of them sucked off his cock, taking turns. Even as both of them flicked their tongues back and forth near his shaft and balls, Abby could sense Lily's anger.
They kept glaring at each other and Abby kept thinking that the two of them were going to get into a massive cat-fight, should either one say the wrong thing. Clem didn't seem to notice any tension between them.
When it came time to pay them, she noticed that he didn't have much money in his wallet and even gave some back to him. She told him that they'd done it at a special rate and when she and Lily were in the cab, they started to argue.
Lily really had been jealous and Abby tried to reassure the young blonde, telling her that it was just a job, that she had faked all passion that she might have shown for him. After all, he was just some dumb Southern hick.
So her relationship with Lily continued for a time. The two of them would perform at parties and sometimes they would perform if a man wanted to hire them.
Then one night, Clem called. He was back in town. When Abby said that they would go over to see him, then hung up, she and Lily got into a fight. Lily did not want to go and see that hick again. She remembered all the tension that there'd been between herself and Abby, because of that man. But Abby wanted to go.
She and Lily had the fight of all fights. Lily started to scream about how there were times when she thought that Abby loved her and then there were times when she thought that what they had going was only sexual.
"But I do love you," Abby said and Lily just flared up.
"You do? I thought so. And it's disgusting. I don't love you, Abby. I never did love you and don't think I can ever love a woman. It was all sex for me. But there are some men I just don't want to do it with. And he's one of them."
So Abby went off to be with Clem alone. She didn't bring any of her leather or her bondage straps. She just wanted to see him and have a regular fuck session with him.
He was real happy to see her. He told her that the only way he'd gotten through work all those months since he'd last been in town, was by thinking about her and the good times that he had had with her.
He said that he hadn't stopped thinking about her for a moment.
And Abby was at a vulnerable point in her life, where hearing something like that not only turned her on, but made her start to feel love. When he kissed her, there was more to it than just the physical passion.
She felt her whole body responding and her soul, too. His tongue drove into her mouth and she sucked on it as hard as she could.
His hands peeled her clothing away, so gently, she hardly even noticed that she was being stripped.
Then he lifted her up and carried her to the bed. He laid her down and stripped himself. He seemed even bigger than he had been the first time, not only in cock size, but in height. He was like a giant compared to her.
He lay down on top of her and started to kiss her. Then he moved his tongue to her ear and began to lick it. And as he rubbed his hard-on against her hip and slid his fingers to her cunt to finger her, he whispered.
"You know what I was thinking about when I worked my farm?"
"If you were thinking only of fucking, you couldn't get much work done."
He laughed when she said that and then he licked her ear.
"Nope, I wasn't only thinking about that, though I sure as shootin' did think about that every so often. I thought about how nice it would be to take you back home and make you my wife. How nice it would be for us to run the farm together."
She had been at a point in her life where the city was getting to her. Of course, the pressures of needing money to pay rent and utilities, as well as the tensions she'd been feeling from having been a whore so many years, did help him win her over.
But when he first whispered it in her ear, she felt her body freeze right up and she knew that he could feel it, too.
She tried to lie to him, because she didn't want to let him know that the idea of marriage did freak her out. She told him she would have to think about it and he continued to kiss her and stroke her. He ate her cunt for the longest time and she moved her mouth down on his cock and took him deeper than she had the first time.
It was hard to take that horse-sized prick all the way into her mouth, but she wanted to please him, so she did go all the way down on him.
Her throat spasmed around his cock shaft and he really liked that.
He even started to come in her mouth and she swallowed every drop of cream that spurted out of his cock, getting off on the taste of it.
Then he started to slide his spent dick into her cunt and as he fucked her, he got hard inside of her again, the same way he had the first time.
She thought it felt so great to have him moving in and out of her, limp at first and to feel him getting stiffer as he fucked her.
When he came in her cunt, she had really loved the feeling.
And before she left him that second time, he told her to think about what he had asked her and she told him that she would.
Now, as she sat on the front porch of the farmhouse, she thought that maybe if Lily hadn't left her things would have been different.
Because when she got back to the apartment that she and Lily shared, all of Lily's things were gone and she had left a note, letting Abby know that she was leaving. She let Abby know that she was tired of their relationship.
And all Abby could think about when she read the note, was how horrid it would be to have to go back to her pimp a third time, after having broken away from him twice. She thought that she'd rather kill herself than go back to her pimp.
Then she had thought about Clem. She really did like him a lot - in fact, she felt like she was falling in love with him, because of his charming mannerisms - and she called him about two hours after leaving his hotel.
She asked him to come and spend the rest of his vacation in her apartment, during which time she would make her decision.
He had been visiting the city for two weeks during that vacation and after living with him for two weeks, she did feel as if she was in love with him.
So that the day before he left, she was more than willing to go with him.
They took a bus to his small hometown, which was only about a block long and his truck was in town, where he had left it. As they drove out to his farm, she loved the idea of being a farm lady for a while.
He even insisted that they sleep in different rooms until they were married, something that she thought was ridiculous, as they had gotten to know each other real well and had slept together in her apartment.
But she'd gone along with his desires, thinking it charming.
They would fuck in her room and then he would get out of her bed and sneak off to his own bed, leaving her to fall asleep alone.
She was living with him on the farm for three weeks when they got married. She told him that she was really sure she wanted to do it.
For the next few months, she loved living on the farm. There was a lake nearby where she could swim and there were a lot of cute farmhands that she could fantasize about. But she was faithful to her husband.
They fucked almost all over the farm. One day he took her up in the hayloft and as he started to eat her and got her ready so he could fuck her, she joked about how she'd read so many stories about fucking in a hayloft and how she'd always wanted to do it.
So he had eaten her and made her pussy real eager to have his dick inside and then he had aimed himself at her cunt and slid himself right in. The feeling of the hay against her ass was wonderful and she loved it.
They fucked out by the lake and in almost every room in the farm.
But now, almost three years later, she thought she was going to go crazy. As she sat on the porch, thinking a hell of a lot about Lily and how much she had enjoyed being with Lily and even about Betty, she started to think about the farm wives she had met at various social gatherings.
She wondered if there was any wife that she could make it with. She wondered what Clem would think if she were to tell him she wanted a threesome, with him and with another woman, too. She wiggled her clit a little bit faster and thought about how wonderful it had been to make love to a woman.
Then, just as she was starting to come mildly, she heard the sound of a car. She quickly pulled her hand out of her overalls and pulled the front flap up, then snapped the straps to the front. So she was sitting there rather calmly when she saw the fiery red convertible coming closer to the house.
At first, she had no idea of who it was. After all, hardly anyone ever came to visit and when someone did, male or female, they usually rode up in a truck. It seemed like the farmers out here didn't know from cars - all they knew about were trucks.
When she saw the face behind the wheel, she couldn't believe it. She stood up and started to run down off the porch. As she ran toward the car, it came to a halt and the door opened and she ran right out.
"Betty, what the hell are you doing here?" Abby screamed, as she ran to her friend and hugged her as hard as she could. "God, it's been ages."
"I know," Betty said. "It took me the longest time to track you down. I made a million and one calls, but I finally found you."
Abby could feel the way her cunt was throbbing as she and Betty looked at each other. All she could think about doing was making it with her friend, but she didn't know if Betty was still into things like that.
"Would you like to come in and have something to drink?" she asked.
"Sure. As long as it's alcoholic," Betty said to her and she patted Abby's ass through her overalls as they went into the farmhouse.
They sat and talked, talking over old times. Abby even told Betty that she was sorry about being so jealous about Betty and Fred.
Betty talked a little bit about her husband and Abby could tell that things were only okay. When Betty told her about the agreement she had made with Fred, Abby had to smile a little bit. She laughed.
"Well, you married for money. I should have taken your advice."
"Why, Abby? Did you marry for something as stupid as love?"
"Yes. And I still do love my husband. He's a real sweetheart. But I wish we could go away more often. With very little money, we can't really go away. And I know that he wants to start having kids. Then I'm a prisoner for life."
"So you're really hurting for money?" Betty asked and Abby could tell that her friend was thinking about something. She nodded, yes. "Well, I have a lot of money saved. Fred gives me a certain amount each week and I put away a lot of money for a rainy day. And right now, it's pouring where we live."
"What are you talking about?" Abby asked and Betty licked her lips.
"Honey, if I paid you enough, would you and your husband kidnap Fred's niece and hold her here for a while? At least long enough for me to get things settled with Fred. And for you to train that bitch, Roni."
Abby looked shocked.
She couldn't believe her ears, her friend was proposing something to her that would solve her problem.
But could she handle it?