Virgin Lust - Chapter 2: Chapter 2
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My body moved on its own, overcome by some primal force that flooded my senses with raw desire until I felt weak in the knees. The thought of being pinned under that mountain of muscle left me breathlesshe was perfect for my first time...
Trailing behind the bald farmer into the cassava field, I couldn't stop staring at his broad shoulders and golden skin. My mouth practically watered. Country life had clearly been good to himthis was real man, not like those pretty-boy celebrities back in the city.
"Name's Magnus Roland," he said, his hungry eyes roaming over me without shame. "I grow cassava. Looking to buy?"
Even as desire coiled hot in my belly, some last shred of modesty made me lie. "Uncle Magnus, my school assigned fieldworkhelping farmers in exchange for dinner. Could you... assist me?"
I bit my lip as I watched him, thighs pressing together as heat pooled between them.
His grin turned downright sinful. "Always got a soft spot for college girls. Help me harvest, and tonight I'll feed you the thickest cassava I've got."
The crude innuendo should've offended me, but it only stoked the fire. This man's rugged physique was exactly what I craved. Between my legs, I could already feel myself growing damp.
Magnus's leased land stretched for acres, every inch planted with cassava.
Nearby farmers noticed me working behind him and called out, "Found yourself a new plaything, Magnus? She looks tastymind if I get a turn?"
"Bet a city girl like her won't last. Two, three rounds max. Country women can take a real pounding and keep coming back for more."
Their filthy words slithered under my skin, leaving me trembling and weak.
These country men didn't sugarcoat anything. None matched Magnus, but back in the city, they'd be considered human jackhammers...
Cheeks burning, I managed a shaky protest: "Don't... don't underestimate me, uncles. I can handle whatever you've got."
Their deep laughter surrounded me as towering figures closed in, their Adam's apples bobbing as they swallowed hard.
Oh god... what were they planning?
A shiver of fear ran down my spine. Were these brutes really going to take turns with me right here in the open field?
Trailing behind the bald farmer into the cassava field, I couldn't stop staring at his broad shoulders and golden skin. My mouth practically watered. Country life had clearly been good to himthis was real man, not like those pretty-boy celebrities back in the city.
"Name's Magnus Roland," he said, his hungry eyes roaming over me without shame. "I grow cassava. Looking to buy?"
Even as desire coiled hot in my belly, some last shred of modesty made me lie. "Uncle Magnus, my school assigned fieldworkhelping farmers in exchange for dinner. Could you... assist me?"
I bit my lip as I watched him, thighs pressing together as heat pooled between them.
His grin turned downright sinful. "Always got a soft spot for college girls. Help me harvest, and tonight I'll feed you the thickest cassava I've got."
The crude innuendo should've offended me, but it only stoked the fire. This man's rugged physique was exactly what I craved. Between my legs, I could already feel myself growing damp.
Magnus's leased land stretched for acres, every inch planted with cassava.
Nearby farmers noticed me working behind him and called out, "Found yourself a new plaything, Magnus? She looks tastymind if I get a turn?"
"Bet a city girl like her won't last. Two, three rounds max. Country women can take a real pounding and keep coming back for more."
Their filthy words slithered under my skin, leaving me trembling and weak.
These country men didn't sugarcoat anything. None matched Magnus, but back in the city, they'd be considered human jackhammers...
Cheeks burning, I managed a shaky protest: "Don't... don't underestimate me, uncles. I can handle whatever you've got."
Their deep laughter surrounded me as towering figures closed in, their Adam's apples bobbing as they swallowed hard.
Oh god... what were they planning?
A shiver of fear ran down my spine. Were these brutes really going to take turns with me right here in the open field?
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