Cow Girl Obsession - Chapter 2 [F25] [Big Boobs] [Solo]

Hello, chapter 2 of the cowgirl story is ready. 

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Chapter 2

Willow spent the entire at the old cottage home where she grew up.

She chose to sleep in her old bedroom and in her good-old tiny bed, which was now much too minuscule for her, and while she perfectly knew that it was too small for her, there was this feeling of comfortable and nostalgic warmth that coated her as she slept in that bed again.

Willow felt embraced by her warm childhood. The fluffy blanket from childhood wrapped around her body and made her feel all fuzzy inside.

I didn’t sleep like this in forever… she thought to herself as she woke up at seven in the morning. The birds chirped outside. There was a cool and pleasant wind coming through the semi-opened window in the room. It was a nice, smooth, and calm awakening.

Upon spending the night in her nostalgic room, there was also another kind of carnal feeling that soon took over as she woke.

I can remember all the times I pleasured myself in this bed. It has been so long since the last time I did masturbate. I’ve got nowhere to be this morning, really, so I guess it wouldn’t hurt anyone if I spent a little more time in bed… Doing stuff…

That was how everything started.

Decided on what she hoped to do, Willow slowly opened her legs while under the blanket.

I want it so bad! I was too exhausted last night to do anything, but there’s nothing that can stop me now, right?

After opening her thick thighs, Willow pushed the blanket off of her a bit, so she could see her crotch a bit better. However, for that, she needed to pull down her underwear first, which she did in a flash. Not the only thing that blocked her view was her ample and huge chest. Her tits definitely made it a lot more complicated for her to see her vagina, but she had gone through this before. This wasn’t her first rodeo.

Willow only had to split her boobs apart a bit to obtain a peek at her crotch. That way, she could watch herself fingering her own pussy. Delicately pushing her middle finger into her dripping wet fuck-hole. Penetrating herself. Finally, satisfying herself.

“Ahn!”  that sudden moan celebrated the beginning of her happy and alone time.

It has been a while since I last did this. Why did I wait for so long? This is going to make all of it that much more worth it, though. God. I’m gushing wet. I’m definitely going to have to clean these sheets afterward today. It’s that bad. Aww! Yes. How about I have another finger go in there? I want to fit as many fingers as I can inside of me as possible. Two fingers. Ahn! Oh, yes. That’s much better. I am creaming all over my fingers and it feels amazing. Imagining a man’s manhood going deep inside me instead. That’d be even better that way.

Willow pushed her index and her middle fingers much deeper into her pussy as she stretched her legs.

“Amh…!” it didn’t take her long before she made herself come into bed only a few minutes following her awakening.

“Mhmh!” then, she could finally relax a bit.

I came! I came so hard my nipples are shaking! Okay… Okay. I’m cool. I’m fine, even with my pussy still pulsating as much as it does right now. Everything was worth it, she told herself.

I sort of wish I had not come as soon as I did and that I could still play with myself a bit more.

Oh, well…

Then—

Thud!

Willow suddenly heard a loud and unexpected noise outside!

Somebody else is here? She asked herself, realizing that she still had her legs wide open and that she was not properly dressed to receive anyone right now, not that she was expecting anyone to come to her abandoned and vacant family home anytime soon. Yet, she heard something outside, which wasn’t the wind.

***

Once outside (and a little more properly dressed and not masturbating this time) Willow quickly saw this young man from a distance at the farm.

Willow immediately—

“Hey. Hey! Who are you over there? Yes! You, over there?” began shouting at the man in the distance. However, no matter how much she shouted at him, he wouldn’t hear him.

Are you kidding me? Is he deaf or what?

Willow had to walk to the other side of the farm to get to him. She had to follow him around the old barn and meet him in the back of it.

“Hold up! This is private land! You are not supposed to be here!” she shouted once more as she ran around the barn and finally made it much closer to him. He was now no more than twelve feet away from her, and she was still running toward him—her big tits swinging in the air as she rushed at him.

“Who’s there?” the young man finally heard her for the first time and slowly spun around in slow motion as he witnessed that large-breasted girl running at him.

“Ahhhh!”

“You’re not supposed to be here. Who are you?” she asked him again as she urgently reached his position in the back of the barn.

“Who are you?” he shot back at her.

“I’m the owner of this land—Willow [Last name],” she introduced herself to him, “and you are?”

“I can guarantee you, I’m supposed to be here.”

“I highly doubt that. I’m the only one around who is supposed to be here. Why are you here?” the questioning went even further and became more frantic by the second.

“That doesn’t feel too great to be treating the way you are treating me right now, Miss,” the young man mentioned to her.

“Ugh! Answer my questions! Who even told you to come here in the first place?”

“Your parents,” the stranger finally revealed to her.

…

This suddenly paused everything for her.

She finally calmed down a bit.

“My parents?” she whispered.

“That’s right. They asked me to come here while no one was living here. They told me to keep the place sharp and to restore the farm. As you can see, I am still in the middle of it,” he explained to her.