Cookies & Cream Ch. 22

"My vegetable patch is growing! I can't wait to pick some of them."

He came into his ranch home to take a shower. About Fred...he was not a modest man in private. When no one is around, he would walk around in his underwear. Occasionally, he would pretend to be one of his favorite actors, Sylvester Stallone. So, when he looked at the mirror, he pretended to be God damn Rambo in the middle of a Southeast rainforest!

"Murdock," the man growled, pointing his air gun at the mirror. "Murdock, I'm coming to get you!" He flexed his pecks as he smirked at his reflection. "There's more men out there, and you know where they are. Find them! Or I will find you!"

"Fred?"

His body froze from a voice behind him. There shouldn't be anyone to know his little secret. He slowly turned and his first vision he saw were giant grapefruits. He stared at those barely covered breasts as the red plaid showed some areola. He looked up to see a pair of cerise eyes. He gulped. "Claudine. How long have you been in my house?"

"Only a minute. More to the point, I had no idea you like Rambo."

The man relaxed and laughed in a calm demeanor. "Yes! I do enjoy Stallone's movies, Rambo especially!"

"Wait, if you like Stallone flicks, that means you know this quote. 'ADRIAN!'"

Both people laughed at that point. Fred found her comforting when he now knew he had something in common with her. "Nice! That means we can watch our movies when you're around these parts! Speaking of, when will you come back, Claudine?"

Claudine looked into Fred's eyes. His sweet gray eyes made her thighs weak. She found her voice after a minute of silence. "Well, I still need to do a few more paperwork for my mother, may she rest in peace. I do believe three sets of assets of her accounts. My brother and I will both work on her contributions to her favorite donations."

"Oh yeah! Your mom does a lot to charity! She once donated her jars of food to the National Alliance."

"Yes, I know. My mother told me you grew fresh vegetables to help her. I think she already thanked you for that."

The farmer blushed and looked away. "Well...come on. I'm a humble man with a few needs. I only gave away the food my child and I don't need."

Claudine moved closer to the man; her breasts closer to his chest. "Well, still you're a wonderful man. Your wife was lucky to have you."

Fred sighed and put his head down. "Well, darlin', that's where you're wrong. I was a lucky man to have such a wife Aggie. She was a rough and wild one, good Aggie. She helped me with my fields and even raised four horses to help us out. She was a rancher you know, and a damn great one at that." He chuckled when he looked at the picture of him with his wife on their 25^th anniversary. "If it wasn't for her, I wouldn't be as strong."

Claudine sniffed and rubbed her eyes. "I guess we both are at mourning. You for your Aggie and I for Mom. Well, I shouldn't be mourning. Mom told me to live life. But...why do I still feel tears from my eyes?"

Fred opened his arms and he wrapped them around her. She sobbed on his hot chest. "I know, sweetheart, I know. It's tough. Your mama's right though. You need to live. You and I both do."

She blinked her eyes, remembering why she was here in the first place. "Fred, why don't we live in the garden of Eden?"

Fred looked at her odd. "What is this? 'Live in the garden of Eden' you say? Claudine, would you like to look at my garden?"

Claudine grinned. "I would love that very much. First though, you feel hot. Do you want to cool down?"

Fred smiled for his considerate confidant. "How can I refuse such an offer? A gentleman will accept a lady's offer. Do you have some water? Lemonade? Some mint jubilee?"

She purred. "I have something much better."

"Better than mint jubilee? Oh! You got something from the diner, didn't you?"

"Uh-huh." Claudine knew Fred well. He was rustic, but he has a bright light bulb in his head. He growled and whispered in her ear. "What flavor did you bring?"

"Apple."

The naughty farmer licked his lips. His crotch began to harden at the thought of Claudine wanting him. "That's my favorite flavor. No wonder you want to look at my garden. You want to see my cucumber patch."

"At least touch one of them."

"I understand, darlin'. I want to see the melon patch too, feel to see if they're firm enough to eat."

After discussing about what foods to eat, they were in the garden, making out among the melon patch. They brought the apple pint from the freezer (Claudine put it there before finding Fred posing). Fred dabbed the cream on Claudine's open bosom before licking off her. She moaned out of pleasure as the crunchy apple chunks turned soft with his canines. The sweet cream that melded with the apples made the fruit sweeter. His organic cucumber grew harder in his jeans.

"Yes!" He growled, untying his lover's red top to make her boobs pop from it. "Damn, these melons are very ripe!"

"Yes, they are! The tips are firm to the touch! Feel them!" Claudine demanded. Fred happily obliged. He rubbed her nipples with his dirty digits. And he occasionally pulls them to hear her squeal. After her little squeal, he put his thumb covered with the Apple ice cream to her lips. She cooed and sucked the cream off his thumb. Her suction was hard, the cream dissolving down her throat. She felt her valley heating up under him, making her excited.

"Fred." She whispered, interrupting his nursing to her breast. "Let me pick your cucumber from your patch."

"You really want it, darlin'?"

"Yeah. My lips are hungry!"

"Are you sure you want to suck it?"

"No..." She pointed to her shorts. "My other lips."

Fred seethed his teeth before biting her breast enough to leave a mark. She cried to the sky, slapping her man's ass. "Yes! I'm yours! Take me, Rambo! Take me!"

"Fuck, woman! I love it when you call me that!" Before he put his hands on her shorts, he heard his daughter's voice from the ranch house. He turned around and saw Abigail entering the house out front. (Yes, the ground floor of the house has large windows. The back has sliding doors with panes. That and the halls were large and straight. So, Fred COULD see his daughter opening the door and invited her new friends over for a visit!)

"Of course, she has to come home!"

"Shit!" Claudine panicked and sat up, trying cover her breasts. Fred, clapped her mouth, shaking his head. "Shh. Don't panic. I have an idea. There is a shack not too far from here. We'll crawl into my beanstalks to get there. That way, if my daughter and her friends would be outside, we'll be in the shack and enter the garden of Eden as promised."

Claudine nodded at the idea and remove her shirt as a reward for his thinking. "I really don't need this right now."

Fred goes on all fours, his torso closer to the ground. "Okay, my Eve, climb on my back. Your Rambo needs to take us to our haven."

Claudine did what he demanded and climbed on him. When she was secured, he dragged his body right into the thick beanstalk forest. Claudine held his waist tight with her arms and legs. She heard Abby laughing with her friends in the house. She shivered when someone yelled. "Hey, is that your dad's garden you told us about?"

"Why yes!" Abby said with pride. "Daddy grew all those vegetables by himself! I'm so proud of his hard work!"

"Can we go see it?"

"Why not? We can look see his fruits of productivity! I'm sure he won't mind!"

"Oh no." Claudine whispered, a vine brushing on her nipple. She giggled before clamping her own mouth and lowered herself on Fred's back. "Fred, your daughter and her friends are coming out."

"I know. I heard. But, lucky for you, I had some experience with quick pacing." He lifted himself and picked up the pace and rushed them hand and foot to the shack. He stood to let his love off him and shut the shack before his daughter opened the back-window slide door. He panted hotly as the young girls looked at the vegetable garden. He turned to his wife who found a lovely haystack to lie on. He grinned.

"I guess you and I will roll in the hay." He gestured, unzipping his jeans to his Claudine. She smirked at him as she rubbed her slick breasts. "Yeah. I've never had a roll in the hay before. I do want to experience that."

Fred kicked his jeans to the wall before putting his hands on his boxers. "You have any panties on you." Claudine shook her head. "I have nothing under my daisy dukes."

"Fuck!" He hissed, taking down his boxers. His shaft glowed as the window's light hit the outline of it. She made a long coo as she took off her soaked shorts. She spread her legs to him, showing him how ready she was for him. His boner got thick quick. "Woman, you know how to get Rambo's attention, don't you?"

"And what's wrong with that?" She chuckled softly as her man crawled on her body. "You know that I can spread legs like a gymnast."

"You were going to be one before you met your ex." He rubbed her breasts and put his head between them before shoving his dick right into her surprised pussy. She felt so great with his dick fitting in her so perfect. Her legs reached to her head, letting him support them as he started to plow. "Yes, Fred! Take me! Take me with your loaded gun!"

"Darlin' quiet." Fred, put his hand on her mouth. "My daughter is right over there. He kept pivoting inside her as he tried to listen to the outside. Her mumbles of moans was nothing to him compared to his daughter's friends comments.

"I'm getting bored, Abby. Can we order out now? I'm starving!"

"Sure, we can. The food here isn't ripe yet anyway. We'll get pizza from Orlando's!"

"Yay!" Abby's friends cheered, their footsteps going back to the ranch house. Fred sighed with relief, releasing Claudine and her legs. "Sorry, honey. I didn't-

"I understand, baby. I'm too loud."

"Hey, I love loud. I want you to be loud. We're in the garden of Eden now, remember?"

Claudine then remembered what Emma told her. The ice cream was the welcoming fruit from Eden. Once eaten, everything will be gone. She and her lover will no longer be ashamed. Despite the climb, the cream was still intact. She picked up her shorts to pick up the damaged pint, licking away the cream from it.

"Hey now, don't eat too much." Fred said, joining her consuming the cream. "You don't want to get too horny."

She didn't want to either, but at least won't feel ashamed with her passion. Fred's forbidden grew a few more inches, the tip hitting her womb. She arched her back, screaming. She didn't know how potent the cream was until that moment. Her body heated up quick and her body writhed in pleasure. Fred felt the change too. When she writhed, he felt her juices flowing on his cock. He shivered and came inside as a result.

"Fuck yes!" Fred exclaimed, still hard from the intense orgasm. He became energized to last him a long time. He soon lifted her and took her again. After that round, he took from behind at the windowsill. Every time he thrusts, she got weak into submission, bursting a river full. The more he gives, the more she screamed. They were back on hay pile when he was on top again, moving as fast as he can to give her a tub load.

"Yes, Rambo!" Claudine yelled, grabbing a fist full of hay as the man cup her breast. She bit her lip as he dived himself right into her flooded garden. Her honey was all over his lower body, down to his ankles. The sweat dripped rapidly as they were on edge. The urge when in its apex when a bird sang its song. When a small bird sang, so did Claudine.

"RAMBO!" A cry rang over the garden where Abby and her friends stood. She chuckled and turned around to Pam and Nikki. "That's Fred's new lover Claudine. She likes him very much."

"It sounds more like she loves him!" Nikki comment. Abby nodded and winked. "Yepper, she does love him. She loves him so much, she left evidence." She picked up a soot covered shirt, wiggling it in front of her friends. The girls giggled softly as a cry rang again. The woman cursed this time at "Rambo", but this time, there was a flash of light! The light gave the girls spots in their eyes.

"Shit!" Pam cried, running past the shack. "He did it again!"

"What happened? Who did what again?" Abby asked, following the others. Nikki grabbed her hand. "It's the flasher! He keeps taking pictures of people who are...rolling the hay a lot!"

"He sounds like a prey voyeur!"

"Almost." Pam turned left and right after throwing the lower branches away. "Dammit, we lost him! Where did he run off to?"

"Whoever it was, he took a picture of my daddy and his new girlfriend!" Abby clutched her locket in horror, not knowing what the flasher would want in the picture.

Later in the evening, in an unknown basement, a stranger opened the door and entered. After he shut it, he flipped the light. The bulb shone red as he sat on the bed. He unzipped his pouch and took out his small camera. He smiled as he took the flash drive out of the it. He moved to his desk and turned on three computers.

"Okay, Matilda, let's see what we have." When the first computer finished warming up, he put the flash drive into its main USB port. A few clicks later, his pictures showed on the monitor. People having wild sex was the theme. If he took the picture of them in climax, it was a boner bonus. He snickered at his last masterpiece as his smartphone rang. He picked up to see the ID. Once he knew who it was, he answered.

"Yes? Hello, Sir. Oh yes, I have a lot of pictures for you today! Wednesday might be a day of woe, but in these pictures, it's anything but! I'll send them to your e-mail, Sir. Believe me; they are fucking fappable! Now, if you excuse me, I must finish my end of the deal. What I do with these pictures is nonya business! (Sighs with a growl) Of course I'm going to fap to them. They are so fucking hot! We have hetro-sex, gay sex, lesbian sex, threesomes, foursomes...hell, there's even an orgy of those German beauties! They're the ones I'm going to fap the most!

"Yes, when I'm done, I'll send them to you. Right. So long." The unknown man ended his call. He unzipped his torn pants and started fapping on the pictures. He made animalistic noises from his voice as he fapped. I would like to say he came hours later, but that would be unrealistic. And so, hump day is officially here.