Farmhand!Joel-Part 2-Too Sweet for Me
Summary: Almost getting caught by your dad is exciting. Having dinner with your parents and him is always awkward. And going to his place for the first time is just as fun as you’d hoped. Although Joel is seemingly catching feelings pretty hard, he’ll still put you in your place. You’re just too sweet. This may or may not be inspired by the new Hozier song coming out.
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Warnings: 18+ only!!!! PIV sex, almost getting caught, age gap, oral sex female receiving, oral sex male receiving, lots of talking you through it, Joel catching feelings he wasn’t expecting, fingering, unprotected sex
It’s only been a week since you and Joel fucked in his truck for the first time, yet you guys have fucked at least a dozen times since then.
Hiding in the barn, on your late night “thinking” drives, even out in the field a couple times. Pretty much anytime your dad wasn’t around, you’d find yourself bent over the hood of Joel’s truck taking his cock from behind or being pushed up against the backside of the chicken coop and having your insides rearranged.
That leads you to where you are right now.
“We gotta hurry, your dad’ll be back soon.” Joel says in a rushed, quiet voice.
“Don’t worry I know what I’m doing here.” You say slyly as you kneel in front of him, unzipping his pants and freeing his already hard cock.
“Mmm looks like someone was waiting for me.” You coo, looking up and smiling at him.
“Fuck yeah. You walkin round here in a fuckin bikini top and shorts makes my head spin and my cock hard.” He says, gripping the back of your head and shoving his hard length in your mouth.
“Such a dirty little whore. Tryna make me hard when you’re not supposed to.” He says through gritted teeth, “Think ya need punishment for that baby, now you’re gonna choke on me.”
He puts both hands on the back of your head and shoves himself all the way in your mouth. His balls smacking your chin. He’s practically going down your throat completely when he abruptly pulls all the way out and leans over the side of his truck.
“Hey Bill! How was town? You find what you needed to fix the fence?” Joel says, subtly trying to get you to put his still hard shaft back in his pants.
“Ah no, those young cashiers never know how to find stuff anymore.” Your dad huffs from what you can tell is the entrance to the barn. Luckily you’re hidden from his vision by the tire of the truck.
So instead of helping Joel by putting his cock away for him, you decide to have a little fun.
As your dad and Joel continue to chat about work, you begin to softly lick Joel’s balls. He rests one arm on the truck casually and lets the other one hang down by your face. Trying to swat you away.
Instead you take his hand and make him grip your hair as you lick up the seam of his balls, then up the shaft, then the tip.
He roughly grips your hair and continues talking with your dad. Casually clearing his throat when you take him back down your throat.
His hips pump ever so slightly, as to not give him away. You hear your dad clanking around, just on the other side of the barn door, obviously paying no attention.
You feel him twitch in your mouth and start to go a little deeper and bob your head faster. With his hand still gripping your hair, he pushes himself all the way down your throat as he coats you with his hot, salty cum. Which you gladly swallow and show him your empty mouth with pride.
“Alright I gotta go take a shit I’ll be back out in a little while. Go ahead and get the chickens fed.” Your dad says, exiting the barn.
“I’ll get right on that.” Joel says.
“Oh by the way, my wife asked if you want to stay for dinner tonight? It’s steak and baked potatoes.” Your dad asks.
“Ah, well how could I say no to that?” Joel laughs.
“Alright I’ll let her know. I’m sure my daughter will be happy. Between me and you, I think she has a little crush on ya.” Your dad says with a chuckle.
“Oh really? Never woulda guessed that.” Joel laughs, subtly patting your head.
“Yeah, just don’t play into it though. She gets attached too easily.” Your dad says, walking away “alright I’ll be back.”
“Fucking Christ woman, are you tryna get me killed?” Joel scolds, once your dad is fully in the house.
“Nah, just havin some fun.” You say, standing up. “See you at dinner tonight.”
“When were you going to tell me you had a little crush on me?” Joel asks, teasingly
“As soon as you took your cock out of my mouth. I was going to say ‘hey by the way I think you’re cute.’” You say sarcastically
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“This looks delicious ma’am, thank you for inviting me for dinner.” Joel politely says to your mom.
“Well thank you for staying Joel. Lord knows we don’t ever have guests over for dinner so this is nice.” Your mom says, passing you the salad. “Once this one here goes back to school, it’ll be back to just me and Bill at home, so it’ll be nice if you’d come for dinner every now and then.”
Joel looks over at you curiously, “when do ya head back?” He asks.
“In about 6 weeks.” You say, suddenly becoming very interested in the little flowers painted on your plate.
You don’t want to think about leaving yet. You and Joel have had so much fun, that the thought of leaving in less than two months makes a pit form in your stomach.
“Yep, she’s our little genius.” Your mom declares proudly, “she’s majoring in biology and minoring in animal science.”
“Oh really? What do you want to do with those degrees?” Joel asks you.
“Well eventually I’d like to be a veterinarian.” You say, smiling at your mom.
“Growing up on a farm she was bound to love animals. I never got the chance to go to college, but if I had, I would have chosen the same path.” Your mom says, pouring your dad another glass of tea.
“Sounds like you really do have a genius on your hands” Joel says to your dad.
“I prefer the term smartass.” Your dad laughs.
—
“I’m heading out with some friends, don’t wait up.” You tell your parents, exiting the house before they have time for questions.
Your phone dings, it’s Joel. He sent you his address.
When you arrive, his place looks almost exactly how you’d imagined. He lives in a studio apartment. Minimal furniture, meaning a lawn chair in front of a 72 inch tv with a PlayStation hooked up in the living room. A stack of movies on a shelf next to the tv. And a bed in the corner of the room.
“Nice of you to clean up the place.” You laugh, looking at the empty beer bottles on the counter.
“Hey, I made the bed.” Joel defensively jokes.
“I’m just happy you have sheets.”
“I’m an old bachelor. Not a monster.” Joel says, holding his hand to his chest as if he were offended.
“Old? No, no, no, experienced.” You say, stepping closer and smiling up at him.
“I know I’m no genius like you, but I think these gray hairs in my beard suggest that I am old.” He says, wrapping his arms around your waist, pulling you in.
“I think it makes you look sophisticated.” You say, wrapping your arms around his neck.
“You’re too sweet for me.” He says, smiling almost sadly.
You can’t help but smile at how nice this feels. To just be together, holding each other, not hiding behind a barn or sitting in a cramped cab of a truck.
Joel puts his hand on the back of your head and kisses you softly. You let out a soft moan as he pulls you in just a little harder, slipping his tongue in your mouth and gently walking you back until you’re at the edge of his bed.
He travels his kisses to your neck, gently caressing your thigh before unbuttoning your shorts, pushing them down your hips. He lifts your t-shirt over your head, exposing your red lace bra and begins to kiss you again, this time more intensely.
“Lay back, baby.” He says, slipping his shirt over his head. This is your favorite look of his. Shirtless, with tight jeans, and a hunger in his eyes.
You gladly listen and lay back, stretching your arms out and feeling the sheets beneath you.
His hand comes to your mouth and he slips his index and middle finger in. “Get ‘em wet for me, sweetheart.”
You suck on his fingers until he’s satisfied. He takes those two fingers and slips them down to your already dripping cunt and slides them in.
“Oooh baby, already so wet for me, huh? Such a good girl, coming to my house already wet for daddy.” He says as he curls his fingers in you. You arch your back up, silently begging for him to give your tits attention.
“Use your words, baby.” He pulls your bra down and leans over to take your nipple in his mouth, “Is this what you wanted?”
“Yes, daddy. F-fuck I love when you suck on my tits.” You shakily say.
He speeds his fingers up in you, pumping them in and out, curling them, playing with your clit with his thumb. He continues sucking on your pebbled nipples, giving them equal attention, licking them with the tip of his tongue and lightly biting.
He knows how to push you over the edge so quickly it almost seems like magic. You can already feel your climax building and he can see it.
“Just like that baby. Fuck you look so pretty like this. I want you to look at me while you cum. Let me see your face”
His words send you spiraling. Eyes on him, your body spasms around his fingers as you dig your nails into his shoulders.
As you come down from your high, he ushers you to scoot farther up on the bed. As you rest your head down on the pillow, he crawls up between your legs and parts your knees.
“God you’re pretty cunt just absolutely dripping. I need a taste.” He says, dipping his face down and licking up your wet seam. “Fuck, you taste so sweet.”
He flattens his tongue and laps at your folds. Making you clench your thighs around his head.
“Fuck daddy, that feels so good.!” You cry out, digging your fingers into his hair as he digs his into your thighs.
He can sense that another climax is building in you. “Uh uh uh.” He tisks, “Not yet baby. I want to feel it on my cock this time. Hold off just a little while longer while I finish my dessert.” He says, continuing to dig his fingers in your thighs and suck at your clit.
You are so close, that you have to actively focus on not cumming, when he finally stops and comes up face to face with you. Kissing you hard this time. Biting at your lip, probably drawing blood but you don’t care.
He spits on his hand and gets his throbbing shaft positioned at your entrance, stopping at just the tip.
“Who’s hole is this, baby?” He says darkly.
“Fuck, it’s yours daddy. I’m all yours.”
“Good girl.” He says as he thrusts all the way in with one sharp snap of his hips. “This pussy is all mine.”
He’s rough, so rough it almost hurts. It’s almost like he’s trying to convince himself that you’re actually his and only his.
His cock is much bigger than anybody else’s you’ve ever been with. When he goes full force like this, it feels as if he’s going to break you.
You try to scoot yourself up a little so that his cock doesn’t go fully in you. But he wraps his arms under your shoulders and pulls you back down. “Don’t run from it baby, I’m not done, you can take it. A good little whore like you can take my cock.”
Slamming into your cunt, his tip hitting your cervix with each thrust. “This is what you wanted all day isn’t it? My cock splitting you open?”
You let out an exasperated moan, hoping that answers his question.
“No baby. Use. Your. Words.” He says, accentuating each word with another rough thrust of his cock.
“Yes, Daddy! I’ve wanted your cock in me all day.” You scream, “Fuck, can I cum again?”
“Go ahead baby, cum for daddy.”
You immediately cum on command. Practically seeing stars when he says “Fuck baby. You choke my cock so good. I’m gonna fill this pretty pussy up.”
A few more rough thrusts and he lays his full body weight on you and growls as he fills your cunt.
You both lie there for a few minutes with his cock twitching, still in you.
“We should make this using the bed a more regular thing.” He says, rolling over on his side.
“I wouldn’t mind that.” You say as you lay back.
“Can you stay the night?” He asks hopefully
“Yeah, I told my parents not to wait up so I can stay.” You say, cuddling up to him.
You both lay there in comfortable silence until you both drift off to sleep.
Thank you to @bitchesuntitled for helping with editing and ideas!
