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The Memoirs of a Farm Girl
by Phoebe Magus (address withheld)

***

Violet is a strong, muscular and robust girl who burns 
with desire to possess her petite best friend Lori! 
When she does possess her things will never be the 
same. (FF-teens, 1st-lesbian-expr, mast, oral, v, rom)

***

Author Note: I hope you enjoy my story as much as I 
enjoyed writing it. This file contains both part one 
and two to complete this story.

***

PART I

"I'll be home by the end of the week," said my father. 
"Violet will watch over you."

"I'll be alright dad," I pecked him lightly on the 
cheek. "Have a good trip."

"Take care Lori," he drove off.

Violet was the hired hand that helped my father run the 
farm. We'd been friends for quite some time and she 
became overly protective for my well being. Sometimes 
we would go on a picnic together on her day off.

We were best friends since as far back as I remembered. 
We often went skinny-dipping in the river and that's 
when I'd see how strong she really was.

Her body was ebony and muscular; she was generously 
built but also spectacularly rounded, rippling with 
smooth strips of muscle. Although her chest was broad 
and muscular, her breasts were small. Her buttocks, 
legs and hips looked like contours of chiselled stone.

Nobody would dare approach me without passing through 
her first. Her features were so stern that most people 
would tremble before her.

On that first evening I cooked us dinner. Violet 
watched me do the dishes, her eyes following my every 
move. Her dark black skin shone under the light. She 
had never really looked at me before, not with that 
strange look, anyway. I found myself curious as to what 
was going in her mind.

"Isn't it nice to have the place to ourselves," I 
smiled trying to coax a word from her. "We could take 
the truck for a ride when you're not too busy."

She didn't reply, but only glared at me. I shrugged it 
off, thinking she wanted me to get her coffee. I 
trembled for some reason as I placed her mug on the 
deeply weathered and scratched table. We're the only 
two souls living in this remote farm. A hunting knife 
hung on her hip; the stabbing look in her cold dark 
eyes read my thoughts and her nostrils flared.

Her rippling, hard forearms were fully exposed; I could 
see the hardness under the smooth, velvety skin. Violet 
tensed her arm and her thick, bulging muscles swelled. 
I could see by the expression on her face that she felt 
stressed.

"Is something wrong?" I asked her with a forced smile. 
"Did I forget your birthday or something?"

She replied by placing her palm on one of my hands. I 
lowered my eyes, looking at it, shivering. The hand 
felt oddly hot, as if it were searing my flesh. She 
stood up and slid her hand under my dress. I jerked 
back, but Violet extended her large muscular right hand 
and encircled my thin wrist in a possessive grip.

I felt myself trembling with a desire which was 
strange, a heat that burned inside me. I watched 
Violet's hand move higher, caressing in circular 
motions my thigh. My panting increased, and I heard 
Violet gasping for breath.

She took her hand and drew it toward my inner thigh. As 
her palm was placed halfway up, I suddenly felt a heave 
between my legs. My womanhood swelled and became moist; 
my clit throbbed with angry lust. I should have stopped 
her and told her that this was wrong but I couldn't.

We looked into each other's eyes, and Violet moved her 
hand higher. She felt the tight entrance of my channel 
with the tips of her fingers, and I spread my legs 
widely, leaning back on the table, bracing myself with 
my hands.

Violet couldn't seem to stop herself. Her fingers moved 
slowly about my crotch, finding it moist. She traced my 
cuntlips, massaging her finger up and down the slit of 
my pussy. I whimpered and turned on the table. Finally 
her palm cupped my wet cunt.

I felt the heat of my juicy channel burning into her 
hand, and she massaged it tenderly, gently. I whined 
with delight and began to press my womanhood eagerly 
against Violet's hand.

With one arm around my back, Violet held me. Now Violet 
was moving more violently, pushing her fingers deep 
into my vagina. I bit down on my lower lip as a flood 
of sensations gripped my shuddering body.

I thought of nothing except of the joy I felt of her 
hand touching my cunt. I raised my hips, bringing my 
vagina closer into her hand, crying softly. I sprawled 
my legs open on the table, my arms supporting my 
weight. Violet was towering over my petite frame 
massaging me now harder.

She cupped my firm ass-cheek hard with her palm. Her 
mouth tasted my mouth. She lifted me a foot in the air 
as she held her hand between my spread thighs. She kept 
fondling without end and before I knew it, Violet was 
leaning over, kissing my mouth.

Violet held my jerking vagina and ass tightly, feeling 
them both contracting in her hands as she masturbated 
me with her fingers. In and out her fingers went of my 
convulsing pussy. I finally orgasmed, my body trembled, 
I jerked violently about as I came.

Violet held her fingers buried in my womanhood, sensing 
my orgasm subside and my body going limp. She gently 
let me down, and then regretfully pulled her fingers 
out.

She lowered my body on the table and stood back, 
observing me passionlessly as I caught my breath. My 
legs and cunt were visible and available for her 
amusement. I was still weak from my climax. She watched 
with deep, serious eyes as I lay where I was, legs 
still spread out. My panties dangled by my ankle, 
ripped on one side. Violet saw my pale dripping 
womanhood and the tip of my swollen clit protruding 
out.

Finally I struggled up, sitting on the table. Her 
thick, full lips suddenly seemed twisted in a cruel 
sneer, and her dark, heavily lashed eyes seemed to hold 
images of evil and perversity in them.

She left the kitchen without saying a word.


Part II

Later that night I washed my face in the bathroom. I 
looked into the mirror and saw a confused expression on 
my features. I knew I should've been angry at Violet, 
but I liked it. I had never allowed anyone to stick 
their hands on my crotch, yet I had willingly let 
Violet massage her fingers to masturbate me. I had 
found the sensation enjoyable, and I even aided her 
hand into my cunt – not just willingly, but hungrily.

There was something I felt for Violet that I wasn't 
able to understand; it was magnetism I had never felt 
for a woman in all my life. I wasn't sorry she had 
played with my pussy, but it couldn't happen again. We 
were only friends and nothing more.

Maybe I was sick and needed help.

I dried my blond hair which flickered in the lamplight. 
My eyes were blue, but in this shadow they appeared to 
change to green. I was a girl, I had full, sensual 
lips, and my neck was long; my skin was clear, milky 
white the way which some men liked. I pulled back my 
shoulders and looked critically at my breasts.

There was nothing wrong with me physically, I thought.

The problem was all psychological. My body only 
responded to a physical stimulation, like pain. If 
somebody burnt me with a red hot poker was it my fault 
if I cried out in agony? Of course not!

I left the bathroom, realising the whole Violet 
business had to be ignored. Naturally I would never 
tell my father, because he needed her to run the farm. 
There was too much work to be done for only one man.

I went to bed earlier than usual and I tossed and 
turned, trying to find that comfortable position in 
which sleep arrives. It was quite late now and I was 
unable to sleep. My womanhood would keep on itching and 
longing for that special touch.

I finally decided to slip out of bed and go downstairs 
to find some aid from my dad's special friend 'Jack 
Daniels'. A little whiskey would drowse the heat 
between my legs.

It was better to be stone drunk than to lie in bed 
writhing with deviant desire. I slipped on a robe, slid 
out of bed and glided quietly down the hall to the 
stairs. Violet slept out in the barn and there was no 
danger of bumping into her.

I knew that my dad had a secret stash behind the 
cupboard in the living-room. I fumbled blindly for it 
with my hand until I felt the cold glass container.

"Come and make me feel like a woman, Jack," I spoke 
directly to the bottle and sniggered.

"I wondered where the old man kept it," Violet said, 
sipping wine.

She nearly scared me out of my wits and I narrowly kept 
the bottle from falling to the floor. My heart throbbed 
intensely and I felt it was going to explode. She sat 
on the couch with her legs open drinking my cooking 
wine.

Of all the nerve to be here after what she'd done, I 
thought angrily.

"What are you doing here?" I demanded to know and then 
pointed a shaking accusing finger. "That's cooking 
wine! You're wasting it and I need it to make my 
sauce!"

"Then pour me a glass of the good stuff!" Her dark 
muscular figure approached me now seemingly bigger than 
this morning.

She took the bottle from my hand and slowly unscrewed 
it. Her dark eyes never left mine as she placed the 
bottle to her lips and drank deeply. My father was not 
going to be pleased that his expensive whiskey was 
being tapped.

"It's time for you to leave," I tried to sound 
determined. "In the name of our friendship I am quite 
willing to overlook your unsuitable behaviour."

"How generous of you."

"Yes, well! Regard yourself as fortunate that I don't 
tell my father what you did to me this morning. I could 
call the police on you."

"Uh-huh, and that is what we need to talk about," 
Violet replied, moving towards me and pushing me back 
against the wall. "I don't think you'll tell you dad 
what 'we' did."

"'We'?!" I'd run out of space to move. "You've got some 
nerve! I'll tell him alright, you wait and see!"

"You won't tell him because you know that your dad 
needs me," she sneered.

"You coerced me," I tried to sound convincing. "Rape 
would be the right word!"

"No it wouldn't, because you liked it." She whispered 
in my ear. "I'd dare say you loved it!"

"You're out of line Violet," I had to raise my neck to 
look her in the eye. "We can find someone else to 
replace you …"

"Not with my wages," she knew she had me. "You need me 
more than I need you."

"I thought we were friends."

"I saw it your eyes," she kissed my lips. "You wanted 
me then and you want me now."

"We'll forget the whole incident like it never 
happened." I ignored her comments. "Goodnight!"

I slipped under her arm and scooted towards my bedroom. 
I slowed down so as not to give the impression that I 
was running away. I climbed the stairs and moved into 
the hallway, leaning against the wall, my legs 
trembling. I stood there with my eyes half closed, 
feeling the heat, the anticipation in my cunt. My 
nostrils flared with desire.

Violet was right! I did want her!

I wasn't aware that Violet had followed me nor was I 
aware that she was unbuckling her belt and trousers. I 
wasn't even aware that she stood there looking at me. I 
felt her presence, though. It was powerful and 
dominant.

"I want you!" Her voice was deep and clear. 

I opened my eyes and looked at Violet already naked. 
Her eyes were packed with burning desire, scanning up 
and down my petite body, seeing my nipples swell. I 
could hardly breathe knowing that what I feared the 
most was about to happen again.

"I need you." She spoke with the same commanding voice, 
but this time I found it strangely soothing. My legs 
turned to straw. How could I resist such a powerful 
force? I was incapable to defeat this massive beast. 
Her eyes glittered; her upper lip was lifted in the 
beginning of a snarl.

She took my wrist, guided it to her naked crotch. My 
fingers instinctively found her clit, and I stroked it 
gently. I felt it throbbing; the rigid hardness was 
aroused with lust; I couldn't refrain from squeezing 
it, causing Violet to moan with delight. 

Still looking into her ebony face, I moved my fingers 
into her womanhood just as she had done to me earlier 
that morning. I moved them slowly at first, and then I 
began to wriggle her clit faster.

As I held her my fingers in her, Violet brought her 
large hands to my breasts. They felt warm, tender and 
protective, and I was beginning to feel damp between my 
own legs. Violet squeezed my breasts, making me moan.

Suddenly, Violet enveloped her arm around my head and 
pulled her mouth into mine. She pressed her tongue into 
my mouth and I sucked it, kissing her strongly. Her 
hands tightened around my shoulders, removed my robe 
and ripped my nightgown to shreds. Her hands worked 
down to my ass where she squeezed them hard.

"We'd better stop," I moaned into her mouth. "This 
isn't … I can't–"

She ignored me; her fingers dug into my ass cheeks and 
ripped another pair of my panties. She pushed her 
tongue into my mouth, licking and plunging 
enthusiastically, tasting me; she squirmed her crotch 
toward my mine.

My hands clawed in surprise and astonishment. Heatedly, 
she laid me down on the floor, her whole weight pinned 
me, and her lips tracked down my throat, warm and wet, 
leaving a glossy trail between my breasts. I whimpered 
and instinctively held onto her for support.

She smiled libidinously and carelessly took one of my 
nipples between her lips and began to suckle, her teeth 
grazing impishly on the rubbery peak. Then, I felt a 
moderate but firm pressure of Violet clamping down on 
my nipple and drawing it tight. I felt fiery passion 
building in my belly.

"Hmmm," she mumbled.

I breathed nervously beneath Violet. Her tongue licked 
down my flat belly and I instinctively parted my 
thighs. My heart hammered in my breast in anticipation. 
Strong hands fondled the surface of my legs, then came 
Violet's tongue, soft and teasing, on the smooth, 
fleshy mound of my inner thighs.

I laid back and accepted her lovemaking quietly. I laid 
completely still, my arms by my side, my face calm. She 
kept on sucking my nipples, trying to caress passion 
into my body by force.

She grabbed hold of my calves with both hands and 
pushed my legs up and back, pressing down so that I 
couldn't move, and I laid there trapped under my own 
legs.

My knees had pinned down my shoulders so that I 
couldn't even get my hands to her head when it fell 
down into my wide-open cunt and sucked at it for the 
first time in my life.

I suddenly became desperate, my legs tried to kick her 
off me, my fingers tried to claw its way out by 
scratching at any part of her. But she held me down 
with all her might, and my cunt was exposed to her 
mouth.

"Shhhh! Calm down," she sucked hard. "Don't fight! 
That's a good girl!"

Her tongue explored the walls of my cunt, moist in 
spite of my angry protests. Her mouth rubbed against my 
hard clitoris, nuzzling and pushing until I gave in a 
little. To my surprise, I began to relax under the 
stimulation she gave me.

I was spread-eagle on the floor, holding my thighs 
open, hips raised while Violet lavished long, ravenous 
licks on my sex. My cries were sharp and wanton, my 
feet jerked in the air, calves taut. Violet lapped even 
faster, she was like a bitch on heat licking at my sex. 
Her tongue felt rough and long.

Suddenly, she pressed a thumb at the entrance of my 
channel. The squeezing muscles of my young and tender 
cunt spoke the reality. They clamped down on the 
foreign trespasser.

"No!" I whimpered. "Stop, not yet. I – I – I'm not 
ready!"

"This moisture tells me otherwise!" She sneered.

With a swift thrust she speared two digits up my cunt 
while her lips pursed around my clit. It was like being 
impaled and I jumped a foot. There was nothing I could 
with her full weight upon me. It hurt to take Violet's 
fingers up my cunt, but once it was in I could relax a 
little. I caught my breath and clenched my fists as she 
explored up my cunt.

I grunted with delight even if I was telling my brain 
not to do it. I was still uncomfortable about it, 
convulsing now and again in an attempt to escape her 
grasp. But my cunt had a will of its own, it clamped 
down. All the while she sucked and licked, savouring my 
cunt.

Violet moved her fingers back and forth in rhythm with 
her licks. I gasped as I felt desire and tension 
accumulating in my loins. My sex instinctively 
tightened even harder around the intrusion.

She seized my hard clit between her lips and began to 
tweet her tongue against the inflamed little bud, 
driving me insane with lust. Violet growled in hungry 
passion and thrust herself forward. The strain in my 
loins built with each lick.

She ran her tongue around my clitoris, then moved down, 
once around the brim of her my, then down to my anus, 
flicking inside, exciting me more than ever, preserving 
a constant strain on me.

I groaned, leaning back further in surrender. My thighs 
opened a little more, allowing her flying digits even 
additional access to my swelling cunt. My hips moved in 
a pleasant little squirming motion that wriggled around 
the intruding digit.

My head rolled and rocked from side to side. My lips 
twisted with the mounting agony of need that overflowed 
me. My body quivered, groaned and whimpered.

Harder and faster, her digits sliced between the 
shaking lips of my labia. I felt the rapid fire strokes 
of the fingers that buried itself in my wide open sex. 
Involuntarily, my body tensed each time her hand 
slammed roughly into my naked pubic mound. My breathing 
increased to difficult heaves of stimulation, following 
the lustful change that had transformed me.

Our bodies were slick with sweat and my heart thumped. 
We rubbed our bodies together as if to merge each other 
into one.

I moaned and panted in her ear urging her on, begging 
her to do it harder, faster. Violet was hot and 
impatient, she slammed me against the hard floor. I 
begged her to make me cum. 

She growled into my mouth, her kisses became more avid 
and demanding. She felt me shudder beneath her, pushing 
my pelvis onto her fingers. Her thrusts became harder 
and more savage, thumping into me hard and fast. She 
pulled her mouth away, looking down at me she howled 
deafeningly and animalistic.

Violet returned voraciously to my cunt, prolonging the 
agony for another excruciating minute, slipping her 
tongue deep into me. She was teasing me by keeping me 
in limbo. The slightest touch of my clit would probably 
make me burst, and so she avoided it, teasing me, 
taking pleasure in my vulnerability.

Violet's smooth muscles clenched and strained, and her 
face grimaced with hysterical sexual need. She was 
holding back for me and I realised at that moment how 
much she loved me. She took her fingers out of my cunt 
and stuck them into my mouth. I suckled like a little 
calf on her mother's teat. I revolved my tongue and 
licked her fingers clean of my juices.

She devoured my pussy with an colossal passion. She 
sucked my cuntlips into her mouth, stabbed her tongue 
deep into the warm, moist channel, and sucked viciously 
at my clit until my voice disappeared into a high, deep 
pitched scream.

My quick, sudden orgasm only fuelled the flames of her 
lust. She was consumed with it, shaking, moaning 
demanding that I give her more. She wanted total 
surrender of my body.

Finally, she settled atop of me, to hook her leg around 
my shoulder, so that we laid vagina to vagina, locked 
in a sexy cunt kiss. The sensation was beyond 
description. I felt Violet's soft, moist, sticky folds 
against my lust aroused sex. My abdomen tensed in 
expectation as she shifted to possess me like a man.

I clenched my teeth, feeling the huge muscular thigh 
muscle plough into my gaping cunt. Violet was far more 
aroused and this time she was going to be much rougher 
with me. She wasn't going to hold back, neither for her 
sake nor mine.

She had one of my thighs clamped into her own wet cunt, 
and I knew we were both going to cum this time as 
Violet pumped me ferociously, bringing us both to an 
wild fury of lust. Violet was so physically powerful 
that she almost squeezed the life out of me. Her hard 
thigh slammed again and again into my cunt, squashing 
my clit, grinding it, until I whimpered feverishly. She 
was insane with lustful exhilaration, tossing her hips 
madly, fiercely pushing her thigh into my cunt.

Violet was about to cum, but she was overwhelmed by a 
desire to plunder my body. I panted and moaned 
exhausted, but she hurled herself forward onto me. She 
wedged her cunt coarsely into me, pumping and fucking 
me ruthlessly.

Violet growled and thrust her hips forward, massaging 
her sex long and hard against mine. We fucked that way, 
pussy pushed against pussy, slick inner lips grinding, 
thrusting accumulating friction with each movement as 
she pushed into me. My thighs tensed with each moist 
thrust.

I gasped, my back tensed under the sudden rush of 
bliss. It was useless to resist, the friction on the 
silky folds of my pussy and the rubbing on my clit were 
overwhelming. She dug her fingers into my breasts as if 
they were her personal property. Dropping her mouth to 
my nipple, she sucked it hard while she gyrated her own 
cunt into me.

She thrust harder once more to tax more juices from my 
cunt. Then my hands tightened on Violet's firm hard 
buttocks as I neared climax, my cries suffocated in a 
hungry kiss against my lover's lips.

Her juices dripped from her loins, smearing my sex with 
her love. My hands frantically clasped her steel 
buttocks, desperate for just one more electrifying 
thrust.

I drew a deep, excited breath and surrendered to 
euphoric wave of relief which was about to radiate from 
deep in my sex. I rolled my hips, my thighs and abdomen 
tightening with effort as I came in quick, snarling 
gasps.

Violet drove the wave of our climax grinding her 
slopping sex against my cunt. That was the first time 
that she had made love to me and I would never forget 
it. She made love to me violently, grunting and roaring 
like a bitch on heat. The word love had little to do 
with her actions. To her, it seemed, sex was the end 
conquest of violence.

Soon she lost all control and was thrusting into me as 
hard and fast as she could, growling and snarling. I 
was under her urging her on, begging for more; pounding 
her clit onto mine. She was thrusting into me so hard 
that my head was now pressed against the floor. Her 
hands were on my shoulders pulling me down onto her 
cunt as she thrust into me. I was shaking all over; her 
sweat poured off her and onto me.

We were very close to cumming. Finally she tweaked my 
clit and sent me over the edge. My back arched and 
together we let out a scream as we came together, 
flooding each other with our juices.

When we let go it was as though we had released a scent 
that was so potent it drove her wild. She thrust 
violently into me one more time and I felt her release 
one more time, flooding me. She threw back her head and 
let out a howl that shook the walls of the house.

It sounded like a cry of victory!

She came long and hard. When it was over she collapsed 
on top of me, trying to catch her breath, completely 
drained. She held me tightly, heaving on my breast. Her 
mouth found my nipple and she suckled on it absently. I 
savoured Violet's leisured post-coital thrusts.

"Oh baby!" She spoke her cheek pressed against my 
breast. "My sweet Lori."

I patted her head gently before passing out from 
exhaustion. I remembered her lightly slapping me awake 
to suck her clitoris, which I did for a long time 
before passing out again.

When I awoke at dawn I was on my bed with my head 
rested on a pillow. My blond hair was sweaty and 
tangled about my face. Violet must have brought me here 
when I slept, but she hadn't stopped making love to me.

Although I was on my back, my nipples seemed to point 
upward, as if Violet had just finished suckling them. 
My nipples aimed jutted out over my flat breasts, which 
normally would have been full if I were sitting up.

As the dawn raised our love making waned. We refused to 
separate our legs. Violet lay there panting, our cunts 
perfectly merged together, in a deep arousing union 
which neither of us were willing to break. I looked at 
the mirror and saw the union of our bodies. Her dark 
ebony skin contrasted erotically with the milky 
whiteness of my flesh.

I lay still as Violet rested her massive frame over my 
body. My hands held her steeled buttocks, my fingers 
slowly stroking her soft skin.

Suddenly Violet awoke. I saw in her eyes that she felt 
guilty for the feral fucking she had forced on me. I 
hadn't been expecting it, but I couldn't say I didn't 
like it, because I loved every moment she possessed my 
body.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry," I heard her saying as she 
rolled off my ravished body. "I didn't mean to be so 
rough. I couldn't help it. I thought I could control 
myself."

"I'm glad you didn't," I soothed softly. "And don't 
ever apologise for giving a lady an orgasm!"

I wrapped my legs around her waist, nuzzling my semi-
moist cunt into Violet's hard stomach.

"You liked it?" She grinned. "I made you cum didn't I?"

I replied kissing her and caressing her cheek with very 
deep tenderness. "I love you."

I ran my hands all over her body, rejoicing in her 
flesh. She rolled back on top of me and cupped my 
breasts with both hands and devoured them hungrily.

"Are you ready for more?"

"Do we have time?"

Violet filled her mouth with one of my bulging, shiny 
pink nipples. She sucked it passionately, but not too 
roughly this time, manipulating the firm ball of my 
breast with her fingers at the same time.

"We'll have to make this a quickie," she mumbled 
through a mouthful of my breast. "I've got work to do."

"I'll make you a big breakfast," I giggled childishly.

"Good!" She hoisted me by my ass cheeks and licked her 
lips. "I'll start with this!"

She went down on me and fiercely parted my legs. I 
squealed with delight as she began to lick my cunt with 
long lean strokes. She continued to feast on my cunt 
with long ferocious laps. It seemed she wanted my 
juices to flow forever.

END

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