I am the farmer's daughter. At the time I was 15 going on 16. That is when my father hired this man to be the foreman. He was older, maybe as old as my father. He was tanned deep, a man who worked outside all his life. His hands were gnarly and hard, and his eyes followed me around wherever I went. He looked at me and watched me. He watched my legs and my butt. He stared at my butt.

One late afternoon, I went out the barn where the tractor was kept and he was there. He got real close to me and told me that if he had just a little bit of my ass he would be happy. He wasn't asking for much, just a little bit of my ass. He put his hand on my butt and took it away fast and said my ass was hot, real hot, and if a grown man had just a little bit of that ass he would die and go to heaven.

He asked me to get close to him and he would rub my little ass for a while, just so he could get a good feel. He told me he had known this girl and she had a hot little ass like mine, and he had given her a just a little bit of dick and she had just screamed from pleasure. Because a little bit of dick with a little bit of ass like mine went together like milk and chocolate chip cookies. He asked me if I wanted a little bit of dick, just a little bit, to see what a dick was like.

For a girl who normally couldn't keep her mouth shut, I kept my mouth shut, I kept my mouth shut while he was rubbing my butt with his hand, while he talked to me about his dick, and when he opened his zipper and took out his dick to show me. He told me, 'look, I could really use a little piece of ass and I know you could use a little bit of dick, so let's meet halfway, you give me a little bit of ass and I will give you a little bit of dick, until you ask for more'.

Growing up on a farm I had seen lots of dicks, dog dicks, bull dicks, horse dick, pig dick, and human dicks, my dad's dick, my younger brother's dick. I was not surprised about seeing his dick. What surprised me is how much I wanted his dick inside me, I was getting real wet, I opened my jeans and I put his hand between my legs so he could feel how wet I was.

He grabbed my pussy and held it tight and said something like wowwee!!! or something like that, and how that little pussy was a whole lot better than a little piece of ass.

He looked around and told me to get back into the dark corner of the barn and take my pants off because he was about to explode and he needed to get his dick working. At that time I remembered this bitch dog we had, she was a real teaser and when she went into heat she would make that poor old dawg chase her down. But I was too much in heat, and I took off my pants and I laid down and I opened my legs all the way.

He pushed his dirty jeans down and he had his dick in his hand when he got down on top of me and he gave me dick.

I felt like I was being branded with a branding iron, his dick was so hot, all the times I would masturbate thinking about a dick, all those nights sticking that stupid baby baseball bat in my pussy, and here I was getting a real dick, and he was really fucking me. He didn't just more or less fuck me, he really fucked me and he put his hands on my shoulders to keep me tied down to the dirt floor and he fucked me. He fucked me and he made sure he came.

After he backed off, he knelt in front of me and told me to keep my legs open because he wanted to see his cum slide out of my pussy. That is how I ended up getting fucked by the foreman.

I snuck out of my window and went down to his room in the bunk house, he had a room to himself, and he would fuck me and then I would sneak back up into my room. This went on for a good long while, several weeks, until one night my father caught me sneaking out and he put an end to the whole thing. By day break the foreman was gone, and my window was nailed shut and I was getting the third degree with my father asking me how long that piece of shit he had just run off had been fucking me.

Well it was long enough, because it was evident that I had been fucked when the school year started and I had to go to alternative school.

I get fucked pretty regularly by the husband I ended up marrying, one that would take me with my love child. But for me that summer at my father's farm, when the foreman came to work, that is the memory that I like to remember, the memory of my baby's daddy taking just a little bit of ass and giving me just a little bit of dick that afternoon in the tractor shed where it all got started.