From: nogarder@ix.netcom.com(*** )
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: Riding The Plow (MF, older man)
Date: 21 Apr 1996 18:40:12 GMT

			   Ridin' the Plow
				 by
			     basket kase

	Nineteen year old Karyn rubbed her eyes and stretched out on
her bed, the half shirt she slept in exposing her torso from her
string bikini panties to the bottom of her bare breasts. She shivered
as her nipples got hard from the material of her shirt sliding over
them.

	She felt great, having slept in today. Her Mom woke her up and
told her that school was canceled, there was a foot of snow on the
ground. She lay in bed, listening as her parents got ready and left
for work in her Dad's Jeep, before dozing off again.

	Karyn got out of bed and looked at herself in the mirror. She
was short, five-four, but it turned some of the guys at school on. She
was lithe, her friends often commented on her slender ballerina like
frame. Her hair was long, she liked it that way during the winter, her
brown tresses falling just over her shoulders. She was flat-chested.
Last summer when she went to the beach with her brother, she went
topless on a bet, and with her short haircut, and was mistaken for a
boy!!!

	She stretched again and walked over to the window. It was cold
and snowy out. She bit her bottom lip and giggled thinking about the
day they went to the beach. Todd was five years older than she, and she
loved to tease him. She knew he watched her from his comments. Things
like, `I love it when you go barefoot... girls are so cute when they
don't wear stockings... Mmmmnnn... you look good enough to eat!'

	Anyway, he woke her up right after their parents left for a
business trip and threw her smallest bikini down onto the bed. "Get
dressed, Sis. We're going to the beach." He left the room and she
stripped and put on the bikini. It was from last summer at that.

	"Well, since I went and ruined your day, maybe you wanna go
for a ride? See the sights?"

	This excited Karyn. She'd never been in a huge plow truck
before. "Cool!"

	"Well, come on around then, pile in!" Karyn ran around to the
other side of the truck and climbed the ladder to the open door above
and jumped in. She reached out to close the door and couldn't believe
she was so far above the ground!!

	They made small talk as Fette made two more passes to clear
the rest of the drive before heading out on the road. They rode in
silence for about twenty minutes, Karyn lost in the beauty, Fette
watching the road.

	"You know, this brings back memories. My daughter used to ride
with me."

	"Really?"

	"Yup. She used to sit over there and kick off her boots and
socks, used to put her feet on the dash while we drove along."

	Karyn thought about it, and the idea of being barefoot in the
truck started to make her hot, her nipples hardened, "Mr. Fette, would
you like me to do that? Get barefoot?"

	"I'd love it!!" She slipped off her coat and then bent over
and took off her boots. She put her feet, red from the rough boots, on
the dash. Her skin-tight pants had slid up high above her ankles.

	"Oh... you don't wear socks?"

	"No, I forgot this morning."

	"My daughter hated socks too! I used to take pictures of her
barefoot in the snow. You ever been barefoot in the snow?" Karyn
looked over at him and shook her head, biting her bottom lip.

	She looked over at him, a playful smile on her face, "Would
you like me to go barefoot in the snow... Daddy?"

	He looked over at her, surprised, but yet excited. "I'd love
it if you went barefoot for me honey." With that he turned down an
even more rural road then they were on, an old dirt road that only
gets plowed once a day, where he brought the truck to a stop.

	He pulled a sack from under the seat and rummaged through it,
finally producing a camera and a few rolls of film. He loaded it and
looked over at her, "Change your mind?"

	"Not at all." Fette got out of the truck and walked around to
her side, standing about twenty feet away from the truck. He took a
couple of pix of her like that, with her feet up on the dash, and then
motioned her out. He took a few more shots of her as she climbed down.

	Chills raced up her legs and spine as the ice cold of the
steel ladder bit the souls of her feet. She laughed when she finally
jumped down into the snow, the fluffy white chilling her feet numb.
She walked around for him while he took shot after shot. Her feet were
starting to ache, but she was so excited she barely noticed it.

	Karyn leaned against a tree. "Daddy, you want me to take off
my pants?" She watched as the little tent pitched in his pants became
a tower.

	"That would be great, Karyn... you sure you don't mind?" To
answer him, she hiked up her sweatshirt and hook her thumbs in the
waistband of the pants. She slowly pulled them down, giving him time
to take shot after shot as she bared her slender legs to him.

	She stood back up and tossed the pants to him. He held them
up, looking for the crotch. She raised it to his face and smelled
them, she just about came. He took a few more shots of her, and she
turned and bent over, giving him a good shot of her legs and ass.

	"Come over here, Karyn." She walked over, her feet slipping
here and there. "Would you do a nude for me? Nothing will show, just
skin... you can cover yourself... "

	She shrugged, "I'll try... "

	"Okay, first thing, get down on your knees... " she did, and
when the snow hit her pussy, she groaned. Mr. Fette smiled
appreciatively. He took her shirt and pulled it over her head. She
covered her flat chest as he threw some snow to cover her privates. He
took some great nudes of her like this, showing all but nothing.

	When he finished, he helped her up and held her to him, her
back against him, her bare feet on his boots. She closed her eyes and
relaxed as he ran his hands over her lithe freezing body. She moaned
as his hand worked their way to her pussy, and when his finger slipped
between her lips, "Daddy... oh daaaddyy... pleeeeaassee... "

	He slid his middle finger into her pussy, his hand cupping her
pussy and rubbed... each time he pulled his finger out, he'd rub as
much of it against her clit as he could... She was moaning and
trembling at his touch... her flesh was cold and hot at the same time,
she was moaning and writhing as he humped her with his finger.

	She pushed her downward, "Ohhh... daaaadddddyyyyyyy...
mmmmnnnnn... oooohhhhh... " she was on her hands and knees, she arched
her back up, trying to keep her chest and stomach off the cold snow...
"nnnnnn... nnnnoooo... dddooooooonnn... sttttpp... " she gasped out.

	Then, he felt her entire body tense, her head arched back,
teeth clenched... she came, her wetness running down his hand as he
pumped her... her small pussy contracting hard against his hand,
squeezing it for all it was worth. He helped her up and got her
clothes, taking her back to the truck.

	Once back in the warmth of the heated cab, she knelt down on
the floor and opened his zipper, her eyes heavy with exhaustion. She
pulled his cock out and licked it, "Would you like me to help you with
this, Daddy?"

	"Oooohhhh... I'd love that, baby."

	She sucked him off and swallowed the first time, then she
picked up one of her boots and told him she wanted his cum close to
her feet and he was instantly hard again. He grunted as she jerked him
off into her boot, the first time he'd cum twice in one day in years.