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Story codes: M/f, pedo, Hist, Under Age

Magda and the Farmer
by Camel Jockey

Saturday mornings are the time most children are busy with jobs for their parents. Usually a means of ensuring pocket money. Magda is busy this morning, and having just finished making the beds, is summoned by her Mum.

'Magda! We need milk, go to the farm and get a litre....' She goes to the kitchen, gets the large white porcelain jug from the cupboard, and sets off to the nearby farm. It's only a couple of hundred metres or so down the lane, and she is there in a couple of minutes. She knocks on the door of the house, but there's no reply. She looks around the farm yard, but there's no sign of anyone. She knows that the farmer's wife often visits her sick sister in the next village, so she wanders around the farm buildings looking for the farmer. She finds him busy getting a boar into a pigsty with a sow.

Magda watches the boar begin trying to mount the sow when the farmer says to her, 'Now then young lady, I reckon you best be comin' away from 'ere now, else you'll be seein' sumat' as concerns only grownups!' Magda doesn't move, but, keeping her eyes firmly on the action in the pigsty, replies, 'I know about sex. I'm thirteen you know...'

'Really!' exclaims the farmer, rubbing his chin. 'Thirteen eh! Knows about sex do yer....?'

'Of course....he's giving her babies....' she stops in mid-sentence as she feels the farmers hand on her bottom.

'Ever done it yerself then....?' he asks her in a soft voice, his hand sliding slowly down her leg to the hem of her skirt. A ripple of nervous excitement runs through Magda. Sex again! It seems to Magda that every man she meets now wants to get her legs open! She keeps her eyes on the two pigs and replies, 'None of your business.....'

Magda suddenly feels his rough skin on the back of her thigh as his hand moves up under her skirt, 'Lovely young girl like you must 'ave all the boys runnin' after yer.' His hand cups her right buttock, gently squeezing it. 'Looks like our two lovers 'ere are gettin' on alright, eh?' he says, as the boar starts to hump away at his new conquest. The farmer slides his right hand over the waist band and into Magda's knickers. She jumps slightly as he does so.

'No need to be all tense me dearie, I sha'n't 'urt ye!' She makes no protest, the thrill of expectation motivates her now. Without thinking she bends forward a little, and the farmer moves his hand down and gingerly slips a finger into her pussy. Finding no resistance, and feeling his finger getting wet, he grins and says, 'That's nice, all wet an' ready fer me!' Magda keeps her eyes firmly fixed on the pigs. Whilst she is very interested in sex, she is not so impressed by the farmer, and prefers not to look at him as he 'finger fucks' her for a minute, getting her well lubricated! Magda feels his finger slip out, then his hand on her shoulder. He pushes her gently forward, bending her over the pigsty wall. 'Now you jus' relax, little Magda, an' let me.....' He lifts up her skirt, folding it up over her back. She feels his thumbs in the waistband of her knickers, and then cool air on the exposed skin of her bare buttocks. He has pushed her knickers down to her knees, she wiggles her legs, and the cotton garment drops to the floor. In the pigsty the boar is grunting loudly, and Magda watches as semen oozes out between the coupled pigs.

Behind her the farmer has dropped his trousers, and has his cock in his hand.

It's just as well that Magda isn't looking behind her! Despite holding it with all his fingers wrapped around it, there is still about six inches of his cock still showing. It's a monster! Thick as a baby's arm, and with a knob the size of a goose egg! Thick veins criss-cross the shaft, and two huge balls swing below, covered in thick black hair. This huge tool has had several of the village women gasping and pleading for mercy, but they all came back for more! All of them were mothers though. None of them were thirteen year old girls!

The farmer begins to prepare Magda's little pussy for what he knows is going to be, to say the least, an uncomfortable experience for her. He inserts the thumb of his left hand into her, working it in and out as well as from side to side. He can hear Magda's breathing, and she is very wet. He drops to his knees and begins to tongue her pussy. Magda squeaks and jerks her hips forward, but he says to her, 'Now then! You jus' keep still. Don't want ter 'ave ter chase yer all aroun' the farm.' Magda relaxes a little, but the farmers tongue is a devastating implement! In seconds she is gasping and 'ouuuing' and 'ahhhing' much to the farmers delight! A minute of this is enough to bring Magda to a climax. As it diminishes and she begins to relax, she settles over the wall.

'Now 'old still...' says the farmer, '....while I jus' slips this lil' ole pecker o' mine in....' He places the huge head of his cock against her outer labia, but whilst she can feel his cock, poor Magda has no idea yet of the size of it! '....to that lovely young cunt o' yourn!'

Pushing gently, he begins. Her wet hole is more than ready and Magda's relaxed, post orgasmic state is perfect for him! In one small movement he stretches her inner labia wide apart and the huge head is in her! Magda squeals in shock at the size of the monster cock, as it pushes her labia apart and is gripped tight by them. It is much thicker than the Schoolmaster's or the shopkeeper's! In fact it is so big she is gasping for breath and struggling to try and get away from it! The farmer, however, is ready for this. Young mothers have complained he is too big for them, so he has guessed, (rightly!) that the young teenager just wouldn't be able to take him! Unfortunately for Magda, the farmer has decided that he's going to fuck her anyway, no matter what. He has never had such a young girl, and is very excited by the prospect. He's determined to make the most of her! As he begins to push into her, he reaches forward and grasps the back of her neck, holding her down over the wall. As she struggles to escape from the huge cock, it is a simple matter for him to just push her head forward, so preventing almost all movement. Magda is bent almost double, unable to escape the massive penis now being forced, inch by inch, into her! Her mouth is open wide, her eyes staring at the straw covered floor of the pig sty. She gasps a plea to the farmer.

'P..please! Stop! Its too big! I can't....' the farmer interrupts her.

'Just a second longer little one! Just a second....' She moans as she feels the monster push against her cervix. Its as far in as it can go. For the time being. '....and there we are! All the way in!' He looks down at about four inches of shaft still not in the poor girl. He eases a couple of inches back and he feels Magda relax a little. On the inward stroke he feels her tense up again.

'You just try and relax while I works it about a bit. Make things better that way!' He begins to fuck Magda with short, slow strokes. He knows that the copulation will relax her, and stop her fighting against him. He also knows that if he fucks her for long enough, he will, eventually, stretch her until all his cock is buried in her! For several minutes the farmer gently pushes in and out of Magda's pussy. She is lubricating profusely now, and this has eased the discomfort of being stretched so wide. She's more comfortable and she has stopped fighting him. She lays across the pigsty wall. As her body begins to accept the massive intruder, he is able to get more and more of the shaft into her. To Magda it feels as though her insides are being re arranged!

Eventually, he is sliding all ten inches of it and out of her. 'Right then young Magda!' He booms triumphantly, 'You got a real cock in yer now!' He slides right into her, causing her to grunt. 'Reckon it's time to fuck yer now!' Magda turns her head and says, 'I thought you'd already been doing that!'

'Nah! Jus' gettin' it up yer!' He chuckles. 'Better stand up a little....put yer 'ands on the top o' the wall....that's right....spread yer legs a bit more.... ahh! Lovely!' Magda has now 'assumed the position'. Her legs are straight, feet wide apart, and she is bending forward slightly, supporting herself by holding onto the wall in front of her. The farmer grips her hips, and bends his knees a little. He hunches forward, driving his big cock up into her and promptly proceeds to fuck her with long, hard thrusts. Each time he drives into her, she grunts as the monster cock bangs into her cervix. Several times it pops out of her altogether and he has to shove it back in. She gasps as he roughly forces it back into her tight hole. After what seems to Magda to be about an hour, but in reality is only a couple of minutes, his pace quickens and he slams mercilessly into her.

Magda cries out, both in pain and pleasure as she also climbs to orgasm. She reaches it before him, her head is spinning, her body feels as though it's in a different time zone! Wave after wave of orgasm smash through her as the huge pistoning cock races to a crescendo! When he slams into her for one last time and holds it deep inside her, semen pulsing into her, she almost feints. The farmer lifts her gently and carries her to some bales of straw. Her skirt is still high above her waist, her blonde pussy on display.

The farmer gazes at her naked belly. A big grin spreads across his face as he sees his semen oozing thickly out of the young girl. Magda stares in disbelief at the thick cock now hanging limply down between the farmer's legs.

'How you like bein' fucked proper then? I reckon' you ain't had one that big afore, 'ave yer?' Magda shakes her head.

'Do many men....have such big....' He laughs.

'Fraid not my luv! If yer wants a biggun, you gonna 'ave to come an' see me! An I reckon you'll be back afore too long! Unless yer wants another go, do yer? It'll be 'ard in a minute, quicker if yer sucks it a bit!' Magda sits up, panicked at the thought of another brutal ravishing!

'No! I never said I wanted it in the first place!'

'Oh! Sorry! I thought yer was ready fer it, seein' as 'ow yer let me finger yer!' He is massaging his cock, resurrecting the beast.

'Whatever gave you that idea? Fingers are one thing, that....that....thing....is something else entirely!' He chuckles again. Deep and rumbling.

'Well, fancy that! An 'eres me thinkin' you wanted it!' Reaching down he grasps her ankles, tips her backwards and straddles the straw bale with his legs. His big penis sways from side to side as it sticks out horizontally in front of him. Sitting between her thighs he says, 'You cummin' like that must 'ave been a shock then! An I reckon this is going to be anuvver surprise!' He slips his big knob into her gooey hole. This time it feels tight, but not too uncomfortable. Magda looks on in amazement as he pushes the monster into her again! He bends over her, pushing her legs right back.

'Sorry an' all, but the sight o' that pretty little cunt o yourn is too much to bear! An I reckon its affected my 'earin' too, as I never 'eard nothin' by way o' complaint from you either!'

Five minutes of pounding with his huge cock has Magda screaming again! Pleasure this time, her fingers gouging his back as he ploughs into her for a second session! When he's finished she stands up, bending slightly with her knees bowed, watching his semen flood out onto the straw covered floor. After the flow stops, she wriggles back into her knickers and straightens her clothing. She holds out the big ceramic jug her mother gave her. 'May I have a jugful of milk please? My Mum's waiting for me.'

'Sure enough me dear! An' I reckon a pat o' butter won't go amiss either! You make sure you comes to visit me again soon, Magda! Just so's that sweet lill' cunt o' yours don't forget 'ow to cope with a biggun, eh?'

Magda makes her way home, her legs almost numb from being forced up to her ears, her vagina aching and feeling a foot wide, and just for good measure, dollops of thick semen keep oozing into her knickers! That, she mused, was very different indeed!

(2,265 Words)

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