Farm Girl

Being a Farm Girl Isn’t Easy
by Heather ([email protected])

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A recap of when my life changed forever. I had to cope
with a strict mother, an ignorant father, and an
incestuous brother. It became a lot easier to deal with
it all when I found the key to happiness in our barn
one day. (mf-teens, inc, 1st, oral, anal, beast)

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**Being a Farm Girl isn’t easy. Especially if you’re
me. I’m Mandy, and I’m from a big farm right smack dab
in the Middle of Nowhere, Kansas. You may have heard of
it. This life of mine isn’t easy because I am
responsible for a number of animals including: cows,
bulls, sheep, horses, pigs, goats, donkeys, chickens,
and a Husky. I feed them, give them water, milk the
cows and goats, and clean their living areas. Not to
mention the fact that I’m only fifteen.**

My average day consists of my mother waking me up and
making me breakfast. Then after breakfast, my dad and
brother Josh leave to check the fields. After breakfast
I do my rounds while my mom sits inside and does
whatever. It occurred to me only after this story that
no one even cared if I did my jobs. They weren’t even
aware of my being outside.

Josh, my brother is a little uncomfortable at times.
Home schooling can cause that. The only girls he ever
sees are my mom and I. Though, he did always have all
the answers for me. My dad is somewhat oblivious to
everything going on around him, I doubt he could catch
a cold. My mother is basically an uptight bitch about
everything as you will soon see. A bit of an over-
reactor.

You can ask anyone whose ever milked a cow, it’s almost
too easy after you do it for so long. Goats are NOT the
same, at least, these goats weren’t. Our goats were
high quality, and very rare (so says my dad, I never
got into the whole pedigree thing). They never stand
still, on top of that, most of the time you don’t want
to get close to them because the males like to hump
them whenever possible. The smell almost makes me throw
up.

After I feed and milk, I get to the best part,
cleaning. Our eight horses are my first stop. Even if
they haven’t been in the stalls at all, it seems there
is always at least one pile of dung for me to shovel. I
love watching them run and graze. By the time I was
thirteen, yes thirteen, I could tell a stallion from a
mare.

Shortly after that I learned what a mating session
looked like. One day I looked toward the biggest
stallion we have and watched him for a long time. After
twenty minutes he jumped on top of a mare. I laughed a
little when I saw him jiggle his hips around. Then he
pulled out of her and I saw his penis for the first
time. Two feet long at least. Then I saw the stuff
drain from her, I never got close enough for a good
look but afterward my crotch was always wet. Even just
thinking about it made me feel that way, and thinking
about what it felt like to have something that big
inside me. That was before I even knew where babies
came from.

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The event that set off my curiosity in the subject of
sex was at the goat pen, my last cleaning stop of the
day. I go there just before I unload my wheelbarrow in
the shit pile behind the barn. I walked into their
enclosed section of the barn and tried the gate. Locked
with a padlock. I hopped up on the fence and went to
jump down but I tripped on a shoelace and flipped over
before landing in goat crap Grand Central. I hit my
head pretty hard and was a little fuzzy for a while. I
tried to stand but only got to a knee. I looked to my
left to ensure I was alone on this side of the pen, but
all I saw was two blunt horns-BAM!!!-the lights went
out.

When I came to I had a mouthful of goat dung. I spit it
out and tried to stand but I was pushed back down. Then
I felt him on top of me. The larger of the two goats
was mounted and humping me. I felt his thing poke my
butt harder and harder. His hooves tore at my overalls
as he have me a really hard pole and shoved me into the
crap again, giving me another helping.

I quickly jumped back over the fence before he got me
again. I emptied the load of crap into the pile in the
darkness. Then I ran to the house and walked inside. As
the door shut behind me I smelled the same putrid smell
of a goat mating. As soon as I did, so did my mom and
dad.

“What is that smell,” said my mom.

“Yeah, what is it,” said my dad without taking his eyes
off of the paper.

“I fell in the goat pen and…”

“You let a goat do that to you?” asked my mom.

“I didn’t let him, I…”

“I want you to promise me that you will never, ever,
let ANYTHING do that to you ever again!” with that she
walked over to me and looked at my butt.

“OH MY GOD YOU DID!!”

She ripped off my overalls and threw them outside
leaving me in a bra and panties. Then she lectured me
for a half-hour after slapping me across the face. She
was in such a mood that I didn’t even bother telling
her how I had gotten into that position. I took the
lecture, then went to the bathroom to get the scent off
of me.

My brother was smiling as I walked through our room to
the bathroom. If I wasn’t so mad already I would have
kicked him or something but I was in enough trouble
already. My panties didn’t slide off like they usually
did, they peeled off. The smell doubled in intensity
as, whatever the liquid was, smeared all over my butt.

I got some on my finger and smelled it, bad idea.
Almost instantly I gagged and threw up in the toilet.
The shower felt very refreshing after that. Josh was
gone when I went in to go to bed. I thought about the
pearly liquid that must have been covering my whole
butt. It didn’t take long for me to figure out that the
nasty juice came out of his penis. Hey, ‘the birds and
the bees’ was never explained to me. I settled into bed
after getting my nightgown on and tried to sleep, but
so many thoughts were in my head. Josh came in a little
later and got into his bed.

Then he did something strange, he pulled out what
looked like pictures and undid his pants. His penis
grew just like the horses’ and the goats. I realized
then what he was looking at. It was…me, me in the
shower. I was too tired to say anything but I don’t
think I would have if I could. He started rubbing it
and squeezing it as it grew. I rolled over to get away
from the sight but I could still hear the swish of skin
on skin.

Finally he stopped and I could sleep. My head was
pounding the next day from the hard hit I took. My butt
hurt a little too. I ignored Josh who looked like he
had just won the lottery. After my mother’s reaction to
the goat incident, I got the urge to learn more about
mating. Sparky, my purebred Husky, walked by me as if I
had called him. I watched as he sat down and started
licking his fuzzy sheath.

As I watched, it grew bigger, then I saw his pink penis
start to emerge. It shined in the sunlight from a clear
liquid covering it. Small veins ran through its length
and pulsed. I felt my crotch get wet again and decided
that was enough before my mom caught me. Next I took a
closer look at the horses.

I followed a very “active” stallion until he led me to
a mare. He mounted her and let his organ swell up to
its incredible length. I got in closer just as he
jolted his hips and shoved himself into her. He pumped
his backside for about forty seconds, then he jumped
off and ran away. She stayed and grazed as her hole
emptied a thick white liquid. The goat’s was a
transparent white but this was opaque and very thick.

I got closer and could smell it in the breeze. It
smelled good, in fact great compared to the goats. I
got even closer until the puddle was up to my face and
smelled deeply. It was indeed good enough to eat. I
looked around to check my privacy, clear. Then I
scooped up about a cups worth between my cupped hands
and stuck the tip of my tongue to it. I got a small
salty taste but not much. I again checked my privacy
and tipped my head back and let the warm slop pour into
my mouth.

The salty taste engulfed my taste buds and I could now
taste a new taste. Indescribable but incredibly good. I
sucked up the rest of the puddle before leaving. The
idea of eating something that came out of a horse made
my crotch wet. I still didn’t know what that meant. As
if he was answering my call, Josh was visible on the
hill overlooking the pasture with my dad.

It took me the rest of the night to work up the nerve
to ask him about sex. When I did though, he was happy
to tell me anything. He told me about my clitoris and
what it does, why my crotch was getting wet, and even
where and what the g-spot was. After I ran out of
questions, he said that I had to pay for it. I had to
stand nude in the middle of the room and let him take
any pictures of me he wanted for five minutes. That
five turned to six, then seven. Finally I agreed to
twenty minutes as long as I could ask anything I
wanted. Then he explained why my nipples were hard.

That night and after everyone was asleep, I led Sparky
into the bathroom and locked the door. He stuck his
nose to my crotch like he always did and sniffed like
crazy. My curiosity caused me to lift my nightgown up.
He sniffed my butt, then my vagina. It felt weird
having a dog brush up against my crotch. Then he
started licking me down there. I started whimpering as
he sent pleasure through my body. I stopped him before
I woke up Josh. Then I rolled him over and rubbed his
sheath until I saw his member extend. I touched the
slippery surface and was surprised at how hot it was. I
then mimicked what Josh did the night before. He didn’t
seem to mind.

He grew bigger in my hand and I noted a lump at the
base that was also growing bigger. I felt him tense up
and the lump stayed at about the size of a grapefruit.
All at once he spasmed and sprayed cum-Josh’s term-all
over my arms and the floor. I licked my arms and
slurped at the floor to get the taste. The fluid wasn’t
nearly as thick as the horse’s but it tasted about the
same. Not as strong of course.

Before I could stop myself, I closed my lips around his
cock and sucked the slick covering and the excess cum
off of him. To my surprise he started growing in my
mouth. I got excited as he started humping into my
throat. I played with it with my tongue until he
spasmed again and filled my mouth with more hot cum. I
swallowed all I could then let the excess drain down my
chin and drip down my body. He stood up and licked the
juice from my face and I gave him a huge hug.

After that he started following me around everywhere I
went. Even to the bathroom, which was where he got to
lick my cunt while I went. That was an intense feeling
too. I sucked him and he licked me twice every night
for a while. The growing curiosity in my mind was
nagging at me now though. I needed to have sex. I
studied on how big each animal was and formed a plan. I
also had to make sure no one could see me. I even
considered inviting Josh along just in case I needed
advise. I decided against it.

In the end I chose a sheep for my first time. I picked
out an old and slow sheep so he wouldn’t hurt me as he
took my virginity. Luckily we had just sheared the wool
off so I had no problems seeing where his dick would
come out.

One day after feeding the animals and cleaning, I led
my sheep to the tool shed and barred the door. I felt
my cunt get wet as I stripped off my clothes and put
them into a pile. Josh said that my first time would
hurt, so I was ready for the pain. I got onto my hands
and knees and faced away from him and waited. Nothing
happened. I looked behind me and he wasn’t even facing
me. I turned him toward me and exposed myself again,
this time I got a reaction.

He stuck his nose to my butt and cunt then with
incredible speed he pounced on my back. His weight
arched my back down and raised my butt. I felt his
sheath against my opening. He grabbed a hold of my hips
and locked me into position. He squeezed me and held me
even closer until his hind legs were pressed against me
also.

Then he squeezed his legs together around my butt and
held me so tightly that I could feel his heart beat.
His sheath stiffened against my cunt and I felt the tip
of it start to go in. It went slowly at first but then
it started to gain speed. I gasped as it pushed through
my hymen and kept going.