I'm Steve and I've been married to my gorgeous wife Darlene for three years now. I guess you could say we are country folks. I grew up living and working on a farm. Darlene is a country girl. A real blue jean, sneaker wearing girl. Never saw her wear a pair of high heels until our wedding day and not a pair since.
We live in the little single wide trailer my Daddy put here for us as a wedding present. We're back in the woods up on a hill not far from Daddy's farm. I make a living fixing tractors and other farm implements around the valley.
Darlene makes quilts, curtains and anything else she can sew on that little old machine of hers. Her parents live on the other side of town which is about five miles away. Her Daddy drives a big truck around the country delivering those brand new John Deere's.
When Darlene was little she use to ride with her Daddy across the country. She learned how to sew from this lady she use to visit outside Knoxville. She learned how to cook from her mother. Can't do any complaining about the food around here.
I can't complain about the sex I get either. Darlene was a virgin when we met in high school and I was the only guy she ever dated. She learned all about sex going on those long deliveries with her Daddy. Now before you get the wrong idea about her Daddy let me explain things a little better.
Darlene and her Daddy use to stay at these cheap motels along the way. Darlene said she'd get bored and go out and play or just find things to do around the motels where they stayed. They always stayed in the same ones so Darlene got to know some of the people.
There was this motel somewhere in the middle of Ohio that had a lot of black folks. Darlene said she was peeking in a window one night in one of the rooms just down away from where her and her Daddy were staying. She said there was this big old tall black guy standing near the bed. The drapes were wide open and anyone walking by could see inside.
Darlene said the man talked to her earlier in the evening when her and her Daddy pulled in. I could surely understand why after Darlene told me what she saw. There was this blonde white girl on the bed. Darlene said she had her legs spread wide open waiting for the black man to get undressed.
Darlene described the size of that black cock to me like it was the size of her forearm. What Darlene described to me was this poor blonde white girl begged to be black bred by this much older black man. Darlene said she remembered watching that couple bred for over an hour until her Daddy yelled for her wondering where she was all that time.
Darlene started to head back to her room but not until she got to see that black man shoot his sperm inside that white blonde woman he was fucking. Next morning when they were getting ready to leave, Darlene saw that black man standing out in front of his room with a coffee cup in his hand.
He was fully dressed but all Darlene could think off was that long fat cock the man had between his legs. Darlene said he smiled at her and said. "Morning young lady."
Darlene smiled back and noticed the black man's eyes were fixed on her blouse. You see, Darlene has always been very large endowed and like the tom boy country girl she is, never wears a bra. She wasn't wearing one that day for sure. He seemed to take a liking to Darlene since she was young and blonde like the woman he'd fucked the night before.
Darlene said she saw a car drive up with a white guy driving. He said something to the black man who turned around and cracked open the motel room door. A few seconds later Darlene said the blonde woman emerged from the room. She was dressed in jeans and a blouse much like Darlene wore with big old tits like Darlene's.
She got into the car with the white guy and they drove off. Darlene thought it was rather unusual. Her Daddy was still in the shower so she wandered over near where the black man stood.
"That your Daddy's rig out there." The black man asked Darlene.
"Yep. We're headed up north into Michigan. Have to deliver those two tractors." Darlene replied.
"Wait just a minute while I get you something young lady."
Darlene watched as the black man disappeared into his room and brought out a paper. He walked over and handed it to Darlene starring at her tits.
"That's a discount coupon for your next stay. I'm Chet and I own this place. You and your Daddy are welcome back anytime."
Well, Darlene gave the coupon to her Daddy who was always looking for deals when they stayed somewhere so whenever they traveled toward that area Darlene's Daddy would stop at that little old motel. She got to know Chet a little better every time they stopped.
Chet would flirt with her telling her how gorgeous she was and all the white boys would be chasing after her someday. Darlene said she ran into the white woman a few months later outside the motel. She had a big belly and was defiantly pregnant.
Darlene remembered how she heard that woman begging to be black bred. She was wearing a wedding ring and wondered if she were married to Chet. She got nosy and asked Chet when she saw him.
"That blonde woman your wife?"
Chet laughed than replied. "Nope. She works here cleaning rooms. Her old man works down at that corner gas station."
Darlene started wondering but only remarked. "Guess she is going to have a baby."
Chet laughed really hard grinning as he replied to Darlene. "Yep. She's going to have a baby alright. A black baby."
Darlene looked puzzled but was very nosy for her age. "Her old man black?" Darlene asked.
"Nope. Just love black dick." Chet starred at Darlene than asked her. "How old are you young lady?"
"Just had a birthday last week. Just turned eighteen."
