Way out in the country, along a little one lane road, was Wilson's Farm. They raised a few chickens and cattle for market, and cared for other peoples horses.
Farmer Wilson ran it with the help of his daughter, Becky. Mrs. Wilson caught a bad case of pneumonia one winter, shortly after the birth of Becky, and she passed away. This left Farmer Wilson the job of running a farm, and raising his baby girl all by himself. Thing's weren't all that bad though, somehow it made them closer to one another.
Once in a while Becky would catch him crying, thinking about her mom. She would walk over to him, and sit down beside him on a hay bale. Putting her am around him, and pulling his head to her chest, comforting him.
He was always right there for her no matter what, she was his pride and joy. Becky felt the same about her Daddy. She watched over the years how he got up every morning before daybreak, and worked past sundown. She knew how much he loved her, working this hard to raise and provide for her.
Becky started helping her Daddy tend to the chores around the farm at an early age. Partly because her mother was no longer alive, and because living way out in the boon docks on a farm didn't leave much to do.
As the years gone by, Becky and her Daddy became closer. He loved the way she wasn't afraid to help out. Every morning, before that damn rooster announced it was sun up, her Daddy was already up and eating breakfast with Becky, who now just turned eighteen.
Farmer Wilson was a big burly guy, over six foot tall, with broad shoulders. He had rough hands, that were hard as steel. Becky knew that very well, from the spankings that she received if her chores weren't done.
She was about 5'8' and very petite, except for her big melon sized tits. She also had long blonde hair, that she always kept in pigtails.
After breakfast, Becky's Daddy headed outside to start his day. He went over and climbed up onto the tractor and drove off into the corn field. Becky started to wash the dishes clean the house.
Her Daddy was out in the field, driving the harvester up down the rows. The sun was beating down and a light breeze was blowing. Today was the hottest day of the summer. Every so often, he would stop and take a drink of spring water, from his cooler.
Inside the old farm house, the ceiling fans were turning, and all the windows were open. Becky had just finished dusting and mopping, you could smell a hint of cleaner in the air. She placed the mop and bucket in the closet and started the laundry.
Becky carried out a big weaved basket, full of freshly washed clothes to be hung. She set it down, and one by one, she hung up each piece of clothing on the line. It was just about lunch time when she finished, so she went back inside to fix her Daddy something to eat.
Becky placed a small picnic basket on the kitchen counter and started to pack her Daddy's lunch. A big cold cut sandwich, chips and an ice cold beer. She closed the lid and walked out of the house.
She hopped up inside of her Daddy's old flatbed truck, and drove out to the field. Becky parked at the edge of it, and got out with the basket, walking over to the tractor where he was.
"Hi Daddy. I brought you some lunch."
"Thank you, Becky. I'm starving out here, and this heat is killing me."
As she bent over to place the basket down, he was able to see her cleavage and upper portions of her big tits. Her light pink, babydoll style tank top, didn't do much good hiding them.
Her Daddy was starting to get more of those thoughts in his head, the kind that he has been getting for quite some time now.
"Good Lord! I'd give anything to be able to just touch those. I wonder what they must look like? What size are they?"
Becky straightened back up, with a smile on her face. Her Daddy's eyes were still at that same level, but now looking at her flat, tight tummy. Small beads of sweat, glistened on in the hot sun.
"Do you need anything else Daddy? Daddy?"
He was lost in the thought of his own daughter, not hearing her at first.
"Ah, no. No Becky, this is fine. It must just be the sun getting to me. Thank you, baby."
Becky tuned to walk away, heading back to the truck. As she did, he eyed up his daughter some more. He could see the lower portions of both ass cheeks from her faded blue cut offs, swaying as she walked away. Her long firmly toned legs, just begged to be touched. All the while he watched her, Thoughts raced through this head.
"My God, does she have a nice ass. And those legs, mmmm. Oh, if only she knew just how bad that I want her."
Becky hopped up into the truck, smiled and waved as she pulled out. Her Daddy sat down beside the tractor in the shade, and enjoyed his lunch, still thinking about Becky.
She decided to drive down by the big pond. It's such a hot day, maybe a quick dip would cool her off.
When she got there, Becky took a nice slow walk down the path. She picked off a flower that grown, spinning in between her thumb and fingers. As she strolled along the path to the pond, the usual thoughts of her Daddy, entered her head.
"I wonder if he's attracted to me? He's a good man, I can take care of him better then any other woman. Oh, I love him so much. If only he knew. What could I do to make him want me?"
Becky reached the pond, and stood there next to it. She looked down at the flower, thinking of her Daddy, then smiled and tossed it onto the water.
She pulled her top up over her head. next she kicked off her sneakers and socks. Becky unbuttoned her tight cut offs and wiggled her ass, sliding them down off of her ass and down her legs. Her little pink panties followed.
Becky set her clothes in a little pile on a rock, and walked out into the pond. The water felt cool on her heated body, as she swam. As she floated in the pond, her Daddy came to mind. She put her head back and closed her eyes, as her arms waved through the water.
Her Daddy was back at the field, and thought it might be nice get out of the sun for a while also. He saddled one of the horses, and tossed two beers into one saddle bag then rode off.
He had a lot of trails for riding, on his spread of land. As the horse slowly made its way around a heavily wooded area, Farmer Wilson could see his daughter over by the pond.
She was out of the pond and lying back on the grass. Becky was sunbathing in the nude. No one was around for miles to catch her.
Her Daddy slowly climbed down off of the horse, not wanting to make a sound. He tied the reins to a thick branch, and quietly stepped closer toward Becky, he needed a closer look. She lie there, with the hot sun beating down on her naked body. A few beads of sweat, ran down from her big tits. Her body covered with moisture, some from the pond, and some from becoming excited.
Becky cupped both of her tits, and massaged them.
"Mmmmmm."
One hand slid down her stomach, as her legs slowly parted. Becky's hand went over her bald mount and rubbed her pink pussy lips. Easing a finger only part way into her pussy, she was still a virgin. The breeze that blown over body, caused her gumdrop sized nipples to harden. the perfect size to suck on.
"Oh, oh, oh. Mmmm, oh yes! Yes!"
Her Daddy was hiding behind a tree. His silhouette covered by thick overgrown brush, and a few blueberry bushes. He opened up his work pants and slid them down, pulling his cock out. He stood there stroking his cock while looking at his naked daughter. Her moans and words, turned him on so much.
"Oh, yes! Fuck me! Please Daddy, fuck your babygirl? Fuck me hard, Daddy! Fuck my virgin pussy! Oh Daddy, take my cherry! Take it Daddy! Pop my hot fucking cherry!"
Becky's body was shaking as her hand rubbed her pussy faster. Her Daddy was stroking his cock hard, dreaming of what it would be like, to shove his thick hard cock deep inside of his babygirl's virgin cunt. The thought of turning her into a woman, and taking her sweet pussy to another level, turned him on.
