Lynn bathed again, luxuriating in the hot water. She leaned back in the tub, smiling to herself. Things had certainly happened fast, she thought. It was amazing how someone could go for months, frustrated to the point of near insanity and suddenly have it all right under her own nose.
She wondered about Jake, wondered if he had enjoyed fucking Carolyn the night before. She wondered about his past, where he came from, if he had ever been married, if he had children of his own.
Getting dressed, she pulled on her tight jeans and a loose man's shirt, then her boots. She filled the coolers and tossed in ice cubes. Struggling to load them into the pick-up, she drove out to the grove where the men were working.
She sat in the truck watching them. Jake was nearby, pointing out what he wanted done to a couple of the men. Lynn watched him. His jeans, as usual, were already dusty. He was bare-chested and she was drawn to his muscles as always. She honked the horn and Jake waved the men to the water.
Lynn climbed from the truck and stood to the side as the men drank. She usually stayed in the truck and now she could feel their eyes on her body, looking at her tightly clad ass, her straining tits. They were very exciting to her with their bulging muscles and leering eyes. She could feel her cunt heating as they looked hungrily at her.
Jake sat on the tail gate of the pick-up, talking to her as the men drank. He called her Miss Lynn again, just as the other men did.
"Jake," she said, "you're the boss here. You can call me Lynn."
"Better not, Miss Lynn," he said. "I have better discipline this way."
The men wandered back to work, but she stopped Jake. "Is anything wrong?" she asked.
"No," he said.
"Then what's this 'Miss Lynn' bull shit?" She stood in front of him, her hands resting on his knees. "I thought we were better acquainted."
Jake looked at her for a long time and she saw the seriousness in his eyes.
"It might have worked out, Miss Lynn," he said. "But I don't think so now. I've thought about just moving on."
"Why?" she asked.
"Things happen, Miss Lynn," he said. "A man like me just has to keep going. I find it hard to stay in one place very long."
Lynn pressed against his knees, sliding her hands up his thighs. She circled her fingertips about his cock. She glanced around the truck to make sure all the other men were back.
"I'd like to feel this nice and hard, moving on… right up my cunt, Jake." She pressed her hand into his crotch, feeling his prick start to swell.
"Miss Lynn," Jake said. "I don't think you should be touching me like this. Some of the men might get the wrong idea."
"It wouldn't be the wrong idea. I want this cock, Jake!" she said, her voice serious. "And I don't mean just right now. I'm talking about all the time."
"Look, Miss Lynn," he said, gently moving her hand off his cock. "You're a rich woman and a damned beautiful woman. You fuck like hell and any man would love to stay here with you."
"If I'm all that, why do you want to leave?"
"Because I'm not that kind of man," he said. "I don't look for rich women, beautiful or not. I'm not some fortune hunter."
Lynn searched his eyes but they were telling her just the opposite of his words. He didn't really want to leave, she saw in them. There seemed to be a pain in his eyes.
"Jake, what happened to you?"
"Nothing that concerns you, Miss Lynn," he said.
"You're not a rambler, a fruit worker," she said. "You're well-educated, Jake. What are you? What type of work did you used to do?"
"Believe it or not, I was a farmer," he said.
"Not with those hands," she snorted.
"It's true," Jake insisted. "Oh, I didn't get out and plow and dig and plant! I had hands for that."
"Oh, one of those gentleman farmers?"
"In a way!" he replied.
Lynn had worked a hand back to his cock and she felt it becoming hard beneath her caressing fingertips. But Jake didn't seem to notice. He had a faraway look in his eyes but when she began opening his tight jeans he seemed to come out of it, looking around quickly.
"Not here, Miss Lynn!" he said, starting to shove her hands away.
Lynn resisted him and pulled his cock out of his pants. She gripped it tightly before he could shove her away. "Please," he said quietly.
"Listen to me Mister Jake asshole!" Lynn snarled. "If you think you can wag this cock in here and get a job, let me make you foreman and finally get fucked by you, and then walk off as if nothing has happened, you better think again!"
"Miss Lynn, you can have any of those other guys out there," he said. "Why me? There's two dozen hard cocks just waiting to fuck your tight ass."
Lynn looked him straight in the eye. "You're probably right," she said, her voice whispery. "But I don't love any one of them."
"Love?" he asked, his voice very low.
"Yes, love, you blind asshole," she said. "I think I've been in love with you since the day you showed up." Her eyes became misty. "I love you, Jake!"
For a long time he just looked at her and his pain seemed to become deeper. "Then that's all more reason for me to leave," he finally said.
Lynn squeezed his cock, never wanting to let it go. Suddenly she lowered her head, clasping his cock between her lips and sucking up and down swiftly.
"Stop it, Miss Lynn," he said, pulling her head up. "You want the men to see you?"
"Yes," she hissed. "I want them all to see your cock in my mouth! I want them to watch me suck you off, to know how much I love you! I want you to come in my mouth while they watch, and then you can shove me to my knees right here in the dirt and piss in my fucking face!"
"Are you out of your mind?" he gasped.
"Yes," she snapped, jerking hard on his throbbing cock. "Yes, out of my mind in love with you! Come on! Throw me in the dirt and piss in my face! Piss all over me! They'll all know I'm your woman then!"
She fought free of his hands, diving her face down and closing her hips about his cock. She sucked him furiously, moaning in hunger. She shoved her mouth up and down, banging the swollen head of his cock against her throat. Jake tried once, weakly, to pull her head up again, but then he stopped.
The sun was burning down on them, the other workers only a few yards away. Lynn sucked at his cock frantically, her lips tight, her tongue swirling. The wet, sucking sounds of her mouth seemed loud to him but he couldn't stop her. Lynn sucked desperately, trying to give him the best blow-job ever. She sucked him not only because she loved the feel of a hard cock throbbing between her lips, but because she was desperate. She loved him, and was willing to do anything to keep him on the ranch with her.
Jake caressed her hair, leaning back on one hand, watching as she devoured his cock. Her cheeks sank in as she pulled her lips up his hard cock then ballooned out as she went down again. She was whimpering and gurgling, sucking harder than she ever had. Her fingers dug into his thighs and as Lynn went down, her lips at his jeans, the swollen head of his cock went deep into her throat. His piss hole dripped directly down her throat and then she pulled up, holding the smooth cockhead with her lips, her tongue swirled hotly about his piss hole. She tasted the oozing juices and then slipped her mouth off his cock, looking up into Jake's eyes.
"Call them," she hissed. "Tell them to watch how much I love you, Jake! Let them see me suck your hard cock off! I want everyone to know I'm your woman. Call them!"
She closed her lips about his cock again, sucking in such a frenzy that it felt as if she were trying to take his cock clear into her stomach. She ate his cock furiously, her long hair flying about wildly. She made as much noise as she could as she sucked Jake's cock. But the other men were too far away to hear and none of them looked back.
"Lynn, damn it," Jake said, shoving her mouth down, his cock choking her for a moment. "Oh, shit, Lynn!"
She gurgled, sucking harder yet. Jake lifted his hips, thrusting his cock up as she came down on it. Lynn felt his cock becoming harder, the throbs more powerful. Her lips stretched wide, almost splitting at the corners. But she didn't care. She wanted his hot load of come juice desperately. Whimpers boiled from her, her tongue working with her lips, striving to pull the thick sweetness from his balls.
She sensed he was holding back, trying to keep from coming. She jerked her mouth off his cock, hissing at him almost angrily.
"Come, Goddamn you! I want you to come in my cock-sucking mouth! If you don't let me have it, I'll bite this big cock right off, you hear me?"
Again she gulped his prick deeply.
Jake couldn't resist the fury of her sucking mouth any longer. He groaned and the thick, boiling come juice erupted into her mouth.
Lynn squealed, her mouth filling before she could swallow, and some of it dripped from the corners of her stretched lips. She gulped the hot come juice down, her tongue twisting in greed. The sweet come juice kept spurting from his cock for what seemed like hours. It seeped from her tight lips and ran down the shaft of his cock and she clung to the swollen head, gulping and groaning with delight.
Lynn pulled her lips from his cock tip and ran the flat surface down the shaft of his cock, licking up the come juice that had escaped her mouth. She stood up, tenderly tucking his softening cock into his pants and pulling up the zipper. Her lips were puffy, feeling bruised, and she wiped at her mouth, her eyes blazing in a combination of passion and hurt.
"Now, you son of a bitch," she said. "You're fired! Get your ass off my ranch. I don't want to see you ever again!" She started toward the cab of the pick-up but Jake grabbed her arm. He gripped her shoulders, staring into her eyes. Then he smashed his lips against hers, kissing her hotly.
Lynn jerked away and slapped him hard.
"I said you're fired, you bastard!"
Jake jumped from the tail gate of the pickup and, holding her upper arm tightly, he marched her off into the orange grove, out of sight and hearing of the men. Then he turned her toward him, gripping her shoulders.
"Okay, big man," she said. "Be rough… beat me, I don't care! I don't care about anything especially you."
"Lynn, I maybe a lot of things, but I'd never beat you. Don't you understand? I have to leave."
"Why?"
"Because… oh, shit!"
"Tell me, Jake."
"It's true! I was a farmer," he said, relaxing his grip on her shoulders. "I owned a big farm. Then, about a year and a half ago it burned. My wife and daughter burned in it."
"Oh, Jake!"
"That's not all of it," he said. "You see, there was trouble before that. My wife, she was, I don't know… She could only be satisfied one way when it came to sex. She didn't care about fucking, didn't care about sucking cock. Something happened to her a few years earlier and all she wanted was for me to piss on her. That always made her come. That was all she ever wanted, to get pissed on."
"I see!" Lynn said, not seeing at all.
"So I fucked my daughter," he said miserably.
Lynn sucked in her breath, waiting for him to go on.
"Yes, I fucked my own daughter. She wanted it so I can't take all the blame. My daughter was so cock-crazy she started fucking and sucking any man she could get her hands on. And my wife was the same way. My daughter was fucking and sucking them, and my wife was getting pissed on by them."
Lynn stared at him with wide eyes.
"I could have gone on living if it hadn't been for that!" he said. "You see, my wife knew I was fucking my daughter and my daughter knew what my wife and I were doing. But we could never get together, the three of us. They always refused to do what I wanted, getting their kicks with the hired help and taunting me with it instead. Then, one night they had themselves a real orgy in the house. I had been in town and by the time I got home it was all over. All that was left were the ashes. Their bodies were found with five men."
Lynn reached for him. "I know how much that hurt you, Jake, but what does it have to do with us?"
"Because, Lynn, I love you, too."
"Then why, Jake?"
"Because… Lynn, Carolyn came to me last night."
"I know," Lynn said.
"You know?"
She nodded, smiling at him. "Yes, Jake. I knew when she left the house last night where she going."
"Oh, shit, Lynn!"
"Was she good?" Lynn asked, gently.
"Lynn, how could I stay after fucking your daughter?" he said. "She tried to pull a rape scare on me and she's so… so fucking beautiful! And when she tore her blouse that pretty tit… then her skirt… her cute cunt… Lynn, I had to fuck her!"
"Jake, you can't compare us to your wife and daughter," Lynn said. "They were cruel to you. Carolyn and I aren't that way. We don't want just any man."
"I was hoping…"
"Jake, you say you love me. Okay! I believe that. But I'm not a possessive woman. You can fuck us both! Carolyn and me!"
"You wouldn't mind?" Jake said softly.
Lynn smiled at him, her eyes misty in happiness.
"In the same bed every night if you want us!"
Jake hugged her tightly, kissing her with wet heat.
"Oh, I forgot one thing," Lynn said, looking up into his eyes. "My son."
"What about Bobby? He's a damned good kid."
"You'd have to… do you mind sharing us with him?"
Jake looked at her, then burst out laughing. "So that's how it is?"
Lynn nodded. "Do you mind?"
"Not if you don't," Jake said.
They stood there, pressed tightly against each other. Jake whispered to her about his background, telling Lynn everything. She learned that he had a great deal of money from the sale of his farm, and that he wanted to stay in one place. She told him how frustrated she had been since her husband's death and told him that he was the only man she had fucked since then, except for her son. Then she told him how she had become involved with Carolyn and Bobby.
"It's exactly what I wanted with my wife and daughter!" he said.
"You've got it all right here, darling!" Lynn murmured, nuzzling his neck.
"And two of the honest cunts I've ever found," he said, chuckling.
Lynn slipped from him, falling to her knees, hugging his legs and pressing her face into his crotch. She moved her hands to his fly, opening it again. She pulled his cock out then decided to pull his jeans down. With them at his knees, she nuzzled at his cock and hairy balls, looking up at his face with smoldering, happy eyes.
"Piss on me," she whispered.
"Are you sure, Lynn?"
She nodded, smiling up at him. "I'm sure, Jake."
"You're not doing this because I said it was fun to piss on my wife, are you?"
"Darling, I want to do everything with you!" she said. "Not because of your wife or anyone else. I just want to please you. Please, Jake, piss on me!"
She knelt in the dust, her face held up, her eyes wet with perverse desire.
"Please," she whispered.
Jake took hold of his cock. Lynn slipped her hand up and held his hairy balls, her eyes burning at the head of his cock.
The hot golden stream of piss sprayed down onto Lynn's straining tits. Her shirt became soaked immediately and she whimpered, feeling his hot piss burning against her tits. She jerked the shirt open, tearing the buttons from it and arched her shoulders back, thrusting her naked tits out.
"Mmmmmm, so hot, Jake! Oooo, your piss is so fucking hot! Piss on my tits… my nipples!" She looked into his face, seeing the pleasure burning in his eyes.
"My face!" she wailed. "Piss in my face!" The hot piss splashed about her face, drenching it. It wet her hair and she pulled at his balls, urging him to piss all over her.
"You mouth," Jake groaned. "Open your mouth, Lynn! I want to piss in your mouth!"
She crooned, parting her lips. The hot piss splashed into her mouth and she stuck her tongue out, feeling his piss splash against it. Her mouth filled with his hot piss and it ran from her lips. Some of his piss slipped down her throat but she didn't mind at all. Her cunt began to throb.
Even as he pissed his cock was getting hard.
Lynn gave a loud whimper and pulled his cock into her mouth. Jake let go with a final spurt of piss and her eyes rolled as she swallowed it.
Lynn started to suck on his cock, clawing at her cunt through the tightness of her jeans. "I'm coming!" she screamed. "Oh, God… Jake! I'm coming!"
She rolled about in the dust, her ecstasy intense, her naked tits getting muddy with dirt and piss. Then she was still, looking up at him, gasping, grinning in pleasure.
"Oohhh! You just taught me something new, darling!" she said. "But I think you better bring me some water and let me clean up. What would the hired help think if they saw me this way?"
He left her to get the water. Lynn giggled and hugged herself, very happy.