Sweet Home Alabama

Peggy Jenkins sat on the front porch steps of the old country farmhouse looking down toward the river. It was time for Roy, her husband, to come in for supper. She had food on the table and all the chores were competed for the night. She had been alone all day because Roy and Matt were working from sunup to sundown trying to get the cotton and corn planted. The spring rains had them behind with the planting and the weather forecast predicted more next week. She understood what the hurry was all about but it didn’t stop her from being lonely.

They had moved from Iowa back to Alabama when Roy’s father died and left the farm to him. He was an only son and the farm had been in the family for years. Roy loved farming and had worked on the farm while he was growing up. He quit his brokerage job and they moved back. Sometime she wished that they were still in Iowa where they had plenty of time together and friends over nearly every weekend. Out here there was not even a close neighbor.

Peggy, everybody called her Peg, was 25 years old. She and Roy had been married for 5 years when they moved back. She was 5’5” and weighted 115 lbs. Her short blond hair curled about her face making her look even younger. She would have been described as cute rather than pretty with her nose covered with freckles. When you looked at her figure in the tight jeans and blouse there was no mistaking the fact that she was a women.

Roy had grown up here in this house, and he was happy to be home. Roy was a large man, 6’2” tall and about 200 lbs. He had dark hair and bright blue eyes that had turned many a girl head when he was in school. The fact that he had 9 inches of cock, swinging between his legs, was one of his outstanding features. Peg, at the time, had no idea just how many of the local girls knew this.

Roy met Peg soon after she graduated from high school. They married the next summer and he took a job with a brokerage firm and she went back to school. They had been married a full 5 years when the news came that his father had died, and left the farm to him. They discussed moving back to Alabama and despite some objections from Peg they finally agreed to the move.

The farm was one of the largest farms in the black belt area. It was named black belt because of the rich farmland that ran through this section. Peg could have sworn that it was named for the large black population. Where she came from there weren’t any blacks at all and she had trouble meeting them.

Roy didn’t have that problem at all, his best friend Matt, was black and they had grown up together. Matt’s family had lived on the farm for as long as either one could remember. He had gone to school with most of the locals. Matt’s father had worked on the farm and his mother had cooked and taken care of the house. Roy’s mother had died when he was just a baby and his father never remarried. As he grew older he was pretty sure that Matt’s mother took care of other things for his father also.

The house was old, but Peg loved it. Roy’s father had remodeled it only a year before he died. It had a big porch that ran around all four sides and a lovely garden out back. There was a swimming pool with a rock patio. The only other structure close to the house was the small house where Matt lived. He was Roy’s friend and he came and went just like family. This was a constant source of concern to Peg.

Roy and Matt pulled the tractors to the edge of the field and parked them under the trees. They were going to stop long enough to eat and come back later. He had to get the crops in the ground if they were going to make anything at all this year. They rode together to the house to eat.

Roy thought of Peg as he neared the house. He loved it here on the farm and if Peg would just come to love it he would really be happy. He knew that she was lonesome but a lot of it was her fault. She didn’t mix well with most of the local women. She didn’t have too much in common with the white ladies, and she didn’t associate at all with the blacks. She had confessed her fear of them several times while they still lived in Iowa. He knew that given time Matt would change her mind about blacks.

Peg saw the truck coming and ran to put the food on the table. She set three places because she was sure that Matt would be with them. She didn’t really like Matt, but he was Roy’s friend so she made the best of it. What really made her uncomfortable was the way he would look at her with his big dark eyes. She had told Roy about the way he watched her but he didn’t seem concerned. She felt like he was looking through her.

They came in the house putting on their shirts. During the day they went without shirts but Peg would not let them come to the table without a shirt.

Peg looked at the two men as they came in. Both were well built young men. Matt was built a lot like Roy, maybe just a little heavier. He was really muscled up from the farm work, and he worked out regularly in the gym Roy had built in the basement. If he had been white Peg would have really liked his looks. She just could not get use to all the blacks she came in contact with. He was a good-looking man that many girls over the years had fallen for. He didn’t spend many nights alone.

He and Roy had done everything together growing up. At 13 they lost their virginity together with Matt’s older sister, Rosa. She was 16 and already having sex. She took them both that day and everyday either one or both could slip a way. She found out early what other girls found out later, that both guys were well endowed with extra large cocks. That was the start of their sex life.

They came to the table and Roy said, “This sure looks good. The sandwiches we had for lunch have gone.” Matt agreed, and sat down to eat. He knew that Peg had a problem with him because Roy had told him so, but he knew that she would come across in time, they all did.

Peg was disappointed to find out that they were going back out after supper. She had been looking forward to having sex tonight. It had been nearly a week since they had been together and she was horny. In Iowa they had sex every day and all weekend, and she had gotten use to it. She knew that by the time he came to bed he would be too tired and that he would have to get up early the next morning.

She was tired of not getting the loving she had grown use to. Roy was sitting across from her and Matt was on the other end. She moved her foot up Roy’s leg until she was touching his cock through his jeans. She ran her foot over him until he was hard. All the time she was propped on her elbows talking with both of then as if nothing was going on.

Roy was about to cum in his pants from her foot. The expression on his face told Matt that something was going on.

“Is something the matter,” asked Matt?

“Nothing is wrong, Peg just happens to have her foot on my cock.”

Peg’s face turned red, and she jumped up from the chair and left the room, to embarrass to face the guys. As she left she heard Matt ask, “Is that what we are having for dessert tonight?” They both laughed.

“Sorry I said anything, the next time I’ll keep my mouth shut.”

“Don’t worry she’ll get over it I haven’t been doing my home work for a while and she is just horny.

“Well you had best take care of that or someone else will.”

“Are you applying for the job?”

“All ways ready to help and old friend.”

They finished eating and started back to the field. Matt said, “You go on I am going to stay and talk with Peg.”

Roy said, “You know how she feels about blacks. Don’t do anything that will make her any more afraid. Other than that have fun.”

Matt thought Peg was a very sexy lady. From the first day they arrived he had wanted to fuck her. He and Roy had often swapped girls in school and he had asked him if she was available. He had said, “I don’t think she is you type.” He then told him how she felt about blacks. "She thinks the black may rub off on her.”

Matt was use to this attitude from the white girls, but this was before he started working on them. He started then to seduce Peg. Over the weeks since they had been here she had got where she would at least talk to him.

Peg, thinking that they had both gone back to the field, came back into the dinning room. She was surprised to find Matt still there. He was looking at her that way again. Roy had said, when she told him how he looked at her, “As pretty as you are, all men look at you.” She said, “I know men like to look and I don’t mind them looking. In fact, I love for men to look at me, but he looks like he can see right through my clothes. He looks like I belong to him just for the taking.” Roy said, “Matt thinks that all women or his for the taking, but he would never hurt you. He may flirt a little but you are safe with him.

“I thought you were going back to the field with Roy.”

“My tractor is about out of fuel so I’ll wait till morning so I can see to refuel. Besides I wanted to apologize for tonight.” He picked up his dishes and carried them to the kitchen. He then helped her clean off the table and put the food away. “You wash and I’ll dry.”

“You don’t have to do that” He was standing next to her at the sink and she wished he would go and leave her alone. If he moved toward her at all he would be touching her.

He could feel the tension in her, and he didn’t want to do anything to frighten her. He dried the dishes as she washed and carried on mostly a one-sided conversation. Once, as he took a dish from her their hands touched and she almost dropped the dish. He laid his dry cloth on the sink and turned his back to the sink, leaning against it. He began to talk. “I know that you have never been around blacks before, but I’m the same as you, only darker.”

“I don’t mean to be the way I am, and I’m sorry for hurting you. I have read so many stories that I don’t know what to believe.”

“Most of what you read is fiction anyway. I would like to be your friend as well as Roy’s. Why don’t we just take it slow and easy until you get to know me? Just touch me on the arm.”

She didn’t want to touch him, but she knew that Roy wanted her to be friends with him. She finally reached out and touched him on the arm. His arm was warm to the touch and so smooth. He wasn’t as hairy as Roy wasn’t.

“Now that wasn’t so bad now was it? Now touch my other arm.”

She did as he said and stroked his other arm with her other hand.

“Now move up and down my arms.”

Again she did what he told her. She moved her arms from his hands to his shoulders and back several times. The more she touched him the warmer he felt. She could fell his hard muscles each time she passed over them. He was larger and harder that Roy and she stopped to squeeze his muscles as she passed over them. As she touched his arms he reached up and caught her arms in a gentle grip. He moved his hands over her arms until he could tell that she was finally relaxing. Taking both her hands in his he said, “Was that so bad?”

She smiled and said, “No, it wasn’t bad, in fact I kind of liked it. It felt good to touch you and have you touching me. I’m sorry for the way I’ve been acting. It is just so different to see the contrast between your skin and my skin.”

“I know what you mean. It is a turn on to see the difference in out color together. That is why so many people of different races get together.”

She didn’t want to admit it but she was starting to get turn on with him standing here holding her hands. Thinking about it made her blush and she knew that he knew the reason. Breaking contact she said, “ Lets finish the dishes.”

He made a point to brush up against her several times while they finish cleaning up the kitchen. He wondered just how far he could go this first time.

When the dishes were finished he took her by the hands again, “I think you and I will be great friends.” He released her hands and ran his hands up her arms. He could feel her tremble as he touched her. He touched her on her cheek with the back of his hand. Then he moved his hand and ran his fingers through her curly blond hair. “You have beautiful hair, so fine and light. It feels good to touch it with my fingers.” Again he let both hands caress her cheeks.

Peg could not believe that she was letting him touch her on the face and run his fingers through her hair. Only a few minutes ago she had touched him for the first time. Roy had told her that he would not hurt her and he hadn’t, but being so near to him was having an effect on her. Her stomach was turning flips and she could fill the touch of his fingers all the way to her cunt. Roy had not been doing his homework and it left her very vulnerable to another man; even if he was black.

He said, “I’ve got to go, would you give me a hug?” He put his arms around her and pulled he gently to him before she had a chance to refuse.

She didn’t want hug him, but she really didn’t have a choice. She raised her arms and put them around his shoulders as he pulled her tight against his body. She could feel the muscles of his chest as her head came to rest on it. She could also feel his hard cock rubbing against her abdomen. This excited and frightened her at the same time.

Before she had a chance to break away he leaned back from her and looked down into her face as she looked up at him. He lowered his head and before she knew what he was doing he kissed her on the lips. His lips were so soft that she had opened her mouth before she realized what she was doing. He quickly took advantage of her open lips to run his tongue in to touch hers.

He held the kiss for a long time as he explored her mouth. She was to shocked at first to turn away and by the time she realized what he was doing she didn’t want it to stop.

When he broke the kiss it left her with an empty feeling. He told her good night and left without her saying a word. Matt knew that if he had pursued her he could have take advantage of her, but he wanted the whole thing. When he finally got around to fucking her he wanted her to be ready for him.

It was nearly midnight when Roy finally came in the house. He took a shower and got in bed with her. She was waiting for him. Her cunt was still wet from Matt’s attention and she was determined to be fucked before he went to sleep.

She reached for his cock and he said, “I’m to tired to do you any good tonight.”

“That’s what you think.” She moved over him and took his cock in her mouth. A short time later he was hard and standing up. She moved her hot blond pussy over his upright cock, and sat down on him, taking him to the bottom of her cunt. She had always been thankful for his large cock and now she was really going to fuck him. He may have been tired but he knew that she was going to make both of them feel better before the night was over.

She worked her cunt up and down his shaft until she could feel her cunt starting to reach her peak. His cock was swelling and both of them came at the same time. He feel asleep as soon as it was over, even before she moved from him. She was only temporarily satisfied, but it was better than what she had been getting.

For the next few days Matt made sure that he was around when Roy wasn’t there. It wasn’t that Roy would try to stop him; he knew he had his permission, but that Peg would act freer if he wasn’t there. At every opportunity he managed to touch her until she didn’t mind it.

She had really begun to like the attention he was paying her. She was a woman that was use to men looking at her and it made her feel good to know that Matt liked the way she looked. She had no intentions of cheating on Roy but it was good for her ego to know that another man was at least interested.

The planting was nearly over and she was looking forward to some time alone with Roy. Tonight he had gone back to the field once supper was over. As he had started to do since that first night, Matt helped her with the dishes. He hadn’t tried to push her again, but he was constant by her side touching her.

She was standing at the sink washing dishes as he brought in the last of them. The tension of being around him, since he kissed her, had settled in her neck. She was twisting her neck from side to side and he asked her what was wrong. “Just got a catch in my neck.”

“Here let me rub it for you.” Before she could stop him he had both hands rubbing her neck and shoulders. Then he would run his hands down her back and back up to her shoulders. He continued until she said, “I feel better now.” She liked the feel of his hands on her and no longer cringed when his black hands touch her. Thankfully he left before she made a fool out of herself.

Next day she was cleaning the pool when he stopped by for more ice. She had on an old bikini that she only wore when she was alone. It was about a size to small and didn’t hide much of her large breast and ass.

Matt stood and watched her for several minutes as she moved around the pool, before making himself known. He walked through the gate and she saw him. She started to reach for a towel to wrap up in when she realized that she had come out without one.

He gave a huge wolf whistle that made her blush. “Is that the way you dress when us men are at work?”

She saw the look in his eyes; a look that had once frighten her. It was a look of pure lust. She had seen it in other men but nothing like Matt. Suddenly she was glad that she was so desirable. “I was just cleaning the pool and didn’t expect anyone back. I’ll go slip something on.”

She started for the house but when she passed him he reached out and caught her hand. “Don’t, don’t cover up, and just let me look at you.”

She froze, but she didn’t run for the house. Did she want him to look at her?

He turned her hand loose and she just stood there. He ran his eyes over her body, taking in how beautiful she was and the way her breast filled out the bikini top.

She looked at him taking her in. He didn’t have on a shirt and his black muscled chest looked so tempting. How would it feel if she hug him and felt her breast against his naked skin?

It was as if he read her mind. He reached for her and pulled her into his arms. His mouth came down and he kissed her for only the second time. Once again she opened her mouth, only this time she knew what she was doing. He explored her mouth with his tongue. All the time he was kissing her he was running his hands over her body. She could feel him touching her but it felt so good that she didn’t try to stop him.

He reached for the tie holding her top and pulled the string to release it. He stopped kissing her long enough to push her back and let the top fall to the ground. He then pulled her back to him. He could feel her large hot breast with their hard nipples against his chest.

She loved the feel of his chest against her naked tits. Her nipples just got harder as he kissed her. He moved his mouth down and took one nipple in his lips. He sucked and pulled on it before switching to the other. She could not stop him from doing anything he wanted with her. She knew that one-day before long he was going to fuck her and she wouldn’t be able to stop him. She could feel the hard bulge of his cock as he rubbed against her. She watched him as he sucked on her breast. She loved having her breast played with and his black lips sucking on her white breast was such a turn on. She could understand now why some women crossed over the color line.

Matt stopped kissing her for a moment and turned her in his arms so her back was turned to him. He reached around her and cupped both breasts in his black hands. He whispered in her ear, “Look at my hands on your tits. Look how much different we are. I like to touch your pretty white breast and see my black hand covering them. It is really a turn on for me.”

She had caught a deep breath when he first cupped her breast in his hand. When he whispered in her ear she was already looking at his hands on her and her cunt was starting to drip. The crotch of her suit was wet from her juice. Her breast were standing high and hard as he massaged them. She knew that if he wanted to fuck her now she was going to let him. She could hardly wait as she felt his hard cock pressing against her ass. Before she knew what was happing she was cumin. Her body shook as he squeezed her nipples. She turned in his arms and threw her arms around his neck and pulled his head down for a kiss. This time it was she that did the kissing. She wanted his tongue in her mouth and to feel his naked chest as it rubbed against her hard tits.