4G Cuntry

Dad took us out to visit my big sister’s friend, and she took a bunch of clothes with her…

I tagged along, mostly to see their yard. In the winter, the leaves had fallen, and it warmed up for a few days to dry up the snow melt around the farmhouse, but then Nadine’s mom got in the truck, and they drove off.

I went out to the trees by the fence, where there was a little snow, and a lot of ice covering up the leaves, but then I tried to sign in to their network. “Hey,” I waved to Nadine’s brother, “Caleb, over here.” He looked ashamed, of trying to look in the window at Chloe, and Nadine changing. “You change the internet password?”

“Oh yeah.” He untucked his shirt to cover up his crotch before he turned around, so I bet he got a good look between the curtains. “Let me see that.” He took my phone, and tapped in the password, so I could get on their network.

“Thanks,” I whistled, “Swoo, 5G?”

“Huh, yeah. My daddy got a wireless hub for the whole family.” He came around to look over my shoulder. “That thing pick it up?”

I shook my head, “Detected it, but this old thing.” I shrugged. “4G’s good enough, I guess. You know what your dad and my mom’ve been doing?” Sure enough, they still had the same old folder. UNAS/Plex/Home/Security.

“What’re you talking.” Sure enough, they had new videos I never watched before, since the last time we come out here. “Well holey shit!” Momma unbuckled his belt, and ran her thumbs back around his hips, to loosen up his pants, and slide them down. Sitting on the ottoman, in front of the sectional sofa in the living room. “No, I had no idea. They made a sex tape?”

“Phft!” I took it off full-screen, and turned it back sideways. “Let’s see here.” I think LM-240 is the dining room one, and sure enough, that had a better angle.

“Wait, how many cameras they got in there?”

“I don’t know, it’s been a couple months since I had a chance to check.” Momma leaned back propped up on the edge of the foot-stool, while his daddy bent down to pop the buttons on her blouse. His dick hanging out, but getting stiffer, and sticking up with each beat of his heart. Fondling her bra cups, and I looked back to see Caleb’s mouth wide open.

“Let me see if, here.” I switched to the jewelry box cam in Nadine’s room, and giggled. Caleb looked around, his pants already open, but he still didn’t spot the little jewel in the frame of the picture on her shelf. “It’s your house.”

“Where’d you learn all that?”

“What? Here, of course. I got to do something to entertain myself, whenever I come over. Not like I got anybody to play with. Hihihn!” It kinda helps that my dad used the same system when he set thier’s up for them. So really, I learned all this at home.

His pants fell down when he let go, but his undies stayed up, and his elbow started swinging faster. Why did he think I needed his password, to get on their network? Of course, the DPCS doesn’t reach out this far from the highway, so they had to get their own wireless hub, to call each other wherever they may be on the ranch.

Farm, ranch, whatever. Not like they’re doing anything with the land, the only animals they got is a bunch of cats to catch the rats in the barn, a little garden out back, but that’s about it. The fields were a little overgrown, on summer, but now even that’s dried up, and weighed down by the snow, and ice.

“Why’d you think your daddy put up all those cameras?” I switched back to the ones in their bedroom.

“Well, I heard a few neighbors have been talking about breakins, lately.” He turned away, saying that, but he even sounded a little guilty.

“Uh, huh.” Like Nadine was worried about somebody getting in her jewelry box, on her dresser. I figured if it wasn’t Caleb breaking into cars, and stuff, for something to do, then he probably knew who it was. I mean other than video games, and watching videos on youtube, getting in his sister’s underwear to beat off, and peeping in her window when she’s changing.

“Huh,” I turned around, and felt his hips, stuck my head up under his arm, so I could see what I was doing when I lifted up his shirt. “I’m horny.”

“Well, you’re 12.”

“So?” I found it, and stuck my fingers in his pants deep enough to give it a little squeeze. Rubbed it with my palm, once I turned straight up, behind his fly. “Huh, I know I’m not as busty as your sister, but I’m not that flat.”

He turned around, and unzipped his pants for me. Finally looking at my chest, and if my face wasn’t all ready red hot, I would’ve blushed from the attention. “Huh, what size your sister up to now?”

I rolled my eyes, but then he fished around in there, so I licked my lips. “16XL in Youth sizes, but 30B cups in the bra.” I read enough stories on the internet to know what size he wanted to know, but it was fun teasing him, too. While he’s twisting his hips back, and forth, trying to get it out both flies, hard like that, so I shook my head. “It’s a little chilly out here, so why don’t we go in the barn, or somewhere? They still got that light down in the cellar?”

“Uh huh.” He zipped up, and put his arm around me. “You ever sucked a dick before?”

“Not really, I guess. It depends on what you’d count.” Girls, and boys have got different standards, so we tend to under-estimate, and they tend to exaggerate, if you listen to their stories.

“Pretty sure if you put it in your mouth, and suck it, that counts.”

“Yeah, but he was in 4th grade, so.” I stuck my finger up, and measured with my other hand. “We’re only talking about a couple inches. Not a hair on it, and shooting blanks, but by the time I even got a chance to try, it was already too late.”

“He get to second base?” He stopped me by the shoulders, and felt down my arms before he pulled them in, and pinned them to feel around in my training bra.

“Huh!” I just put my head back, on his chest, and closed my eyes. “Yeah, maybe short-stop? Again, it depends on how you keep score.”

“Through your top?” He let go to pull it up. I nodded, “In your bra?”

“Hhuh!” I shivered when his cold hands ran up my sides, and tummy. “I took it off.” I shook my head, and rubbed my butt against his lap. Standing up, so he was too tall to hot-dog my buns. “We dry humped. That’s what I was calling short-stop.” I had no idea that a boy could get off on that, too. Especially one that young.

“I better get you inside.” I shivered again when he pulled his hands out, and cold air blew in my top flopping back down, but I was already too hot to care. Of course, by the time I heard about it, he was 6″, and he broke my cherry. Which is bullshit, I got rid of that a couple years ago with my fingers. Sure made it easier to get a vibe in there, with it out of the way.

“Ladies first.” God damn, he’s ignorant, though. I mean, what I said about it being his house, and not even knowing how many cameras his daddy put up? All over the place, except in the bathrooms, and the kid’s rooms. Of course, Nadine had to set up her laptop to record, just in case he came in to beat off with her bras, but that was on the same network, of course.

“You know, Chloe’d do you to if you asked her.” I giggled, “But I’ll get you first. Don’t bother till I get down with you.” I stopped at the bottom of the stairs, and turned sideways. “Why don’t you go down, so I can stand up here. Since you’re so tall.” I put his hands on my hips, and felt up his arms, before he got under my top again, and started feeling me up. “Uh, kiss me?”

“Oh, sorry.” He didn’t have to lean down, just turn one way, while I turned the other to get our noses next to each other. I felt the side of his with the sensitive tip. You know that’s the most sensitive part of your body? Normally, of course. Not counting when you’re hot, and horny. Just in case you bump into something in the dark.

“Smooch, how’s that?”

“Just keep kissing.” He’s one of those 1 track minded boys. Unfortunately, I hate to compare him to a 9 year old, but at least he could pay attention to both hands, his mouth, and his little prick at the same time. Not Caleb, his hands went numb when he started licking my lips, then his tongue went dead when he went back to squeezing my boobies.

“Huh,” I stopped trying to play with my tongue, and kissed his hot cheek. His neck, and smelled his sweaty hair. “Snh, huh.” Rubbing his ribs didn’t do me a whole lot of good, neither. Yeah, he’s a farm-boy, but his family doesn’t do any farming. Not no more, it’s just a farm house. His thumb-tips are a little hard, and calloused from the little joysticks on his controller, and pushing buttons, but that’s about it.

No muscles on his chest, skinny arms too. No bulging biceps from loading up hay bales, and pitching it in a pile with a fork. Not even raking the yard, unless you count the leaf blower.

Speaking of blowing. “Huh!” I had to push him back. “Hold your shirt up, so I can see what I’m doing.” At least the metal button was warm from his body heat. The front of his boxer briefs twisted up from trying to fish it out hard. For fuck’s sake, it’s your dick, and your pants. You should know better and just unbutton them to get it out. “Huh, snh!” I sat down on the stairs, and pulled him by the pockets. So he could put his knees down on either side of my hips, and his arms on either side of his balls. He didn’t let go of my tits for a second, then he tried to pull off my top.

“Wait a minute, let me unbutton it first.”

“Take your bra off too. You like it?” His hands free, he cupped his balls to warm them up in one hand, and started pumping in the other.

“Woah there, cowboy. Slow down, I don’t want you to blow it.” I licked my lips.

“You like it?” I looked up, and nodded. Smiling. It’s a dick, what do you want me to say, “It’s pretty big.” Bigger than a 10 year old, without no hair on his balls, but it’s like my tiny preteen titties. I know he’s gonna compare them with my sister’s, so fair’s fair. What do you expect, I’m 11.

He guessed, and I wasn’t about to correct him. I’m gonna guess 13, or 14. Not like I’m invited over to his birthday parties, neither. “Hhuh!” I shivered when he got his hands on them again.”

“God, they’re so warm.” He felt around with his thumbs, and his joystick callouses found the nipples.

“Huh, yeah. Uh oomph! Gralgh!” I relaxed my throat, and buried my nose in his pubes. Took a deep breath through my nose, before I stuck it deeper. “Lgh!” Sticking my tongue out, and trying desperately to lick his balls, but they won’t reach, even when I gripped his fat ass, and pulled it in as hard as I could. “KAH! Huh, sp’tooh!”

“You sure you never sucked a real dick before?”

I nodded, “Yeah, but I got dildos, and vibes to practice on back home. Huh!” I ran my nose down it, and closed my eyes. Twirling his ball hairs around and round with my tongue until he pulled back.

“Huh, suck it again.”

“Ughl!” I let go to pull his hands down off my head, and put them back down on my chest. Shaking my head, but once he felt them again, he wasn’t letting go. “Aghl agh gah guk!”

“UhuH!”

“Oomh!” I pulled back, before he started squirting in my mouth. “Ngh snh!”

“Huh shit. Uh, sorry.”

“Hm,” I just leaned back, put my elbows up on a step, and my head down on the next. “Huh, no, it’s okay. Huh, you wanted a blow job, and I gave you head, right?”

His belt buckle clinked, which distracted me, but I got my hands in my pants. My crotch in to soak up the dampness.

“Huh yeah. You didn’t want to fuck, or nothing?”

“Huh, you got any rubbers on you, cause I’m not on birth control, and I’m fertile as fuck. Unless you want a shotgun wedding before I grow any decent titties for you.”

“Oh, no. You’ve got a couple nice handfuls, that’s enough.”

“Uh!” I pushed his hand away. “Don’t bother, I can finger it out myself, you amateur. I got what I wanted out of you, so run along now, Caleb.”

“You’re not getting cold?” He went right back for my nipples, so I shook my head.

“Uh, help me up.” On my knees, so he could grab me again. From behind, but this time I could bend over. “Hump my butt, huh!”

Okay, yeah. He’s ignorant, but he did get that Playstation for Christmas, instead of a Computer. IDK if you can even hook that up to the media servers, or the wifi signals direct from the cameras, but this isn’t doing it for me.

Of course, I’m not going to top my first time. I’m not naming any names neither, but he never told nobody that I raped him, of course. I would’ve heard by by now if anybody believed him, but he wasn’t saying that, at first.

Get off me, what do you think you’re doing? “Uh, nh!”

Let me go! He stopped struggling when I took my top off. Pinned him down, and pulled his pud out of his boxers. Sat on it, and rubbed it with my full weight, crushing him. His hands pinned to his sides, my knees tight around his elbows, and the look on his face, right before he turned away. When his first orgasm ripped through his body, overpowering him, and I had to hold his mouth to stop him yelling out too loud.

“AEIGNM! SnhHhHhH! Ngmh! Let go. Huh, let me go, huh. Stop, get off me. Huh.”

Please, don’t do this. I’m too young, I’m a virgin, it feels weird. Dirty, shameful, and fucked up.

“HhuhHhuh! Thanks, can you hand me my top?” I pulled my training bra down, back, and forth. Turned around to sit up, and pull it on over my shoulders. Shivering even harder, but I love it. Honestly, the cold feeling, the shivers, and goose bumps not only cool me off after some bad sex.

“Huh!” The first boy I had sex with, instead of raping. That’s way better than a big dick, big tits, and I guess I like them dumb. They don’t ask the right questions, and they don’t doubt the answers. “Whew!” He held me on his lab, rubbing my arms until I warmed up, but the thing about being cold on the outside is it matches my heart.

“Huh!” I got out my phone. “Let’s see what the girls were up to.”

“Where?”

“Yeah, I can’t watch her webcam in realtime unless she’s streaming, so we have to wait until she saves it.”

“Oh, you’re really good at this stuff.”

I shrugged, “Well, your dad is real bad at securing it. Or he doesn’t care who can see it if they get your password. I can’t believe you haven’t found this folder yet.” I scrolled up, to the top, and pointed out the Address bar.

“Smart, and beautiful.”

“Oh, how sweet.” Young, and dumb. Even for a country bumpkin teenager, but come on. They don’t even teach the basics of social media in high school here? God, what a backward town, but I suppose I should be greatful.

Yeah right. “Uh, finally.” I tapped on the new video as soon as it popped up, in Aux4. Turning to hand him my phone, and watch his face. The exact moment when he saw the truth with his own eyes.

What kinds of friends my sister and Nadine are. Girlfriends, and hoping he’d pop another boner to hump before either one looks at me, but of course they’re gonna play dressup first.

Just like they’re going to dig out the toys Chloe brung, and maybe see if Nadine added to her collection. “Hey, you know where your sister keeps her sex toys?”

“What sex toys?”

“Oh, come on. She’s been over 18 for months now.” Her strapon… “Who do you think Chloe got to buy her’s? That’s why we keep coming out here, you know. You’ve got the best sex shoppes.”

“Yeah, but. Really?”

“Yeah, really. Where’d you think your mom gets all her fetishwear from?”

“What fetishwear?”

“Huh, you’re so cute. I wish I could tell you where your folks hide their stash,” it sure ain’t in their Closet, “but ask your sister.” His older sister. Can’t really call her his Big sister any more, since he hit puberty. Had a few growth spurts…

“Huh!” I couldn’t help laughing when he saw it, so I turned it around.

“Oh, thigh harnesses.”

“They’re gonna fuck each other?”

“Of course, that’s the point of her’s and her’s thigh harnesses. The usual strapons get in the way, so they have to take turns doing the fucking.”

“Huh!”

“You’ll learn…”

“Your brothers know about this stuff?”

“No, of course not. They’re still too young.” He’s learning, though…

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