Archive-name: MrWade/mrwade81.txt
Archive-author: Master Wade
Archive-title: MRWADE= The Farmer's Step-Daughter, Part Four


Mink enjoyed her dates with Chuck. They weren't as exciting
sexually as the ones with Matt, but Chuck was much more
considerate and liked to do a variety of interesting things,
which was a pleasant contrast to Matt's more narrow approach to
life. If nothing else it was nice to be able to dress up a bit,
to wear a dress occasionally rather than the tight jeans that
Matt usually expected her to have on.

As she prepared for her date with Chuck, Mink thought about the
difference in the clothes she had to choose from now and the ones
she had owned prior to her mother marrying Jim. Anne had always
had such conservative tastes, and would never let Mink buy
anything that was really in style or what Mink considered to be
really pretty. But Jim took Mink on all her shopping trips now,
partly to make sure she didn't shoplift, but also because he
enjoyed watching her try on different outfits, and was pleased
that she respected his opinion about what she should buy.

Unable to change Anne's clothing tastes much so far, Jim had
really enjoyed helping Mink choose her clothes. Mink trusted his
judgement completely, and where her closet had once been stocked
with long, full dresses and loose fitting slacks and blouses, now
it was full of much sexier and more up-to-date clothes, and
plenty of them. Jim seemed to have a particular preference for
tight fitting short skirts and dresses, which Mink had to admit
she did look wonderful in, and had even influenced her taste in
lingerie, encouraging her to wear garter-belts and stockings
rather than the pantyhose that so many other women seemed to
prefer. They were a bit of a bother at times, but Mink did enjoy
the way they made her feel so sexy when she wore them, and the
ease with which she could open herself to Chuck or to Jim when
she returned from her dates.

Jim amused her when they went shopping. She had more lingerie now
than she could ever hope to wear, especially the garter-belts,
but he insisted on buying her more each time they shopped. It was
never enough that she try them on in the store for him either,
once they got back home he always made her try them all on again,
often specifying which pair of high heels for her to wear, and
having her turn slowly in front of him and sometimes even walk
back and forth across the room as we watched. One one occasion he
had returned from town with a bag full of nothing but panties for
her. There had been at least two dozen pair, and she had
obediently modeled each pair for him, giving him ample time to
see them on her from all angles before sliding them off and
putting on yet another one.

Now as she sat on the edge of her bed and slid the tan stocking
up her right leg, smoothing it as she went before attaching it to
the clip of the garter-belt, Mink smiled at her handsome
step-father's obvious delight in her young body. She loved for
him to look at her, and even though there was at least a chance
that Chuck would make love to her tonight, it was not his
attentions that excited her most, but the opportunity to present
herself once again to Jim upon her return. He seemed to be
growing more and more amorous toward her with each passing day,
leaving his fingers inside her longer when he checked her young
pussy, and letting his hands slide over her breasts and legs more
sensously, touching nearly every inch of her during his
examinations.

Shaking her head from side to side in an attempt to drive her
thoughts of Jim from her long enough to finish dressing, Mink
stood and slid the tight dress over her head, tugging it down
over her ripe young frame. She chuckled softly as she thought
about her naked breasts. In all the time that Jim had been buying
lingerie for her he had never bought her a single bra. She surely
didn't need them; her breasts, while full, were quite firm enough
to stand high and proud on her chest without any help of that
sort. But she had to wonder how many other girls her age had a
lingerie drawer stocked as her's was.

The doorbell rang, and Mink heard Jim letting Chuck into the
living room. What a difference in Matt and Chuck. Normally Mink
would have been ready for at least thirty minutes before Matt
would ever arrive, and the only announcement of his presence
would be the roar of his bike in the driveway outside the house.
There was certainly much to be said for someone with his manners,
even if his love-making was a bit routine and lack-luster at
times.

As the young couple drove away, Mink slid over closer to Chuck,
sliding her dress up nearly to the tops of her stockings and
placing her hand high on his thigh. He smiled at her warmly and
placed his hand on her leg, massaging the stockinged flesh and
working his way almost too slowly toward the top of her leg.
Responding to his touch, Mink closed her eyes and lay her head on
his shoulder. She wondered if he knew that he could stop the car
at that very moment and do whatever he wanted to with her. As
much as she would enjoy the nice dinner and the movie they would
see following it, she wanted and needed more than anything to be
in the arms of a man tonight.

Sliding her hand up Chuck's thigh she found his small cock and
rubbed it gently, feeling it begin to respond. Maybe she should
suggest that they just park somewhere and forget dinner and the
movie. But she had tried that before and had been disappointed by
his lack of enthusiasm. No, she would have to wait and hope that
he would want and need her as much as she needed him. Opening her
legs and taking Chuck's hand in hers she slid it past the top of
her stocking and over her naked inner thigh pressing it against
her wet pantied crotch and wishing he would slide his fingers
under the edge and finger her. But it was not to be, as he merely
patted her and put his hand back on the wheel, turning the car
into the parking lot of the restaurant.

It was quite a nice restaurant, and Mink felt the eyes of the
other diners on her as they walked to their table. She and Chuck
made an attractive couple, but she knew that it was her on which
those eyes were focusing and it made her nipples grow even more
rigid under the tight dress.

Chuck did most of the talking during dinner, which was just as
well since Mink's mind was filled with thoughts about sex. She
tried to hide her impatience, but it seemed as if they would
never get through eating. At one point Mink had slid her high
heel off and toyed with Chucks leg under the table with her
stockinged foot. She wanted to feel it pressed against his
crotch, but Chuck had smiled and moved it back to the floor when
she had tried to put it there. The older man at the table to
their left had watched all that happen, and Mink smiled an
embarrassed smile at him as Chuck pushed her foot away. She
wasn't ashamed of her passionate nature, she just wished that
Chuck would take advantage of it.

Finally dinner was over, and as they walked back out to the car,
Mink finally decided to suggest they go somewhere other than the
movie.

"Are your Mom and Dad home?", she asked, taking his arm and
laying her head on his shoulder.

Chuck laughed quietly, glancing down at his friend. It wasn't the
first time she had asked him that question, and he knew exactly
why she was asking.

"They were going out tonight...you don't want to see the movie?",
he asked.

"Whatever you want is okay, but I'd really like to be alone with
you", she replied.

"We can watch a movie on tv if you like", he said. "We'll go to a
movie next week."

Mink smiled warmly. For some reason she especially needed sex
tonight, and the prospect of sitting through the long movie in
the theater with Chuck absent-mindedly playing with her had been
such a frustrating one.

Later, in the darkened living room of Chuck's house, Mink lay
with her head in his lap, the tight dress raised to her waist.
Her feet were flat on the couch, her legs opened, her panties
moist from the heat she felt inside them. Chuck ran his fingers
through her hair with one hand, and stroked the inside of her
thigh lightly with the other, his forearm pressed against her
pubic bone, his upper arm resting against Mink's left breast.

While her head was turned toward the flickering light of the
television, her mind was on the bulge she could feel pressing
against the back of her head under Chuck's pants and on the
burning need she felt to take him inside her. She felt his cock
make a tiny jerk and smiled at the realization that he was
beginning to respond to her. Ever so slowly she pressed her hips
upward, straining to rub her hardening clitoris against his
forearm. She felt him press back down at her and hunched back
upward more openly, wishing to encourage him. He pressed back
harder, sliding his hand down her thigh even closer to her wet
crotch and Mink began letting her hips rise and fall hotly,
humping herself against his arm.

Mink could feel Chuck's hardness complete now under her head, and
would have gladly rolled over onto her stomach and pressed her
face to his crotch taking him deeply into her mouth. She would
have kept her legs opened to him, and he could have fingered her
bottom any way he wished while she sucked his sperm into her. But
Chuck wasn't inclined to appreciate Mink's enjoyment of oral sex
that much. Maybe it was his knowledge of her relationship with
Matt and the conviction that she just as eagerly fell to her
knees in front of him, but whatever it was he preferred to lay
between her legs and take her pussy (like married people do it,
he always said).

Reaching down and taking Chuck's hand in hers she slid it to her
crotch, pressing his fingers against her wet panties. Chuck slid
his fingers up and down her slit, touching her clitoris firmly
the whole time with some part of his moving hand. Mink moaned
softly and continued hunching her hips upward hotly, loving the
feel of him touching her. She kept her hand on top of his,
guiding his strokes and before long feeling the accumulation of
her juices on his fingers as they leaked through the crotch of
the thin panties.

Stopping him for a second, she pulled the crotch of her panties
to the side, allowing him total access to her naked slit, and
groaning as his fingers slid between her trembling lips. Chuck
really wasn't very good at fingering her, but at the same time
his unstudied approach made it impossible to guess what he would
do next, and that in itself was often exciting. Mink was so
turned on by now that anything he had done would have pleased
her, just as long as he kept it up.

Finally he pressed his thumb into her, the top of it pressing
against her clit, and Mink turned her head to look at him,
moaning again and rubbing her right breast with her hand.

"Make love to me, Chuck", she breathed hotly. It would have been
"fuck me, Matt!" had she been with her other friend, and quite
possibly if she had been with ANY man other than Chuck, but she
knew better than to talk like that to him.

"Please do it, I want it so much!", she pleaded.

Chuck pulled his finger out of her and wiped it on her naked
thigh. Mink sat up, to allow him to change positions, and when he
had risen from the couch, she scooted backward, laying her ripe
young body on the couch again, her right foot moving to the
floor, her left leg rising to lay across the back of the couch.
She would have preferred taking off the panties, but Chuck was
always afraid his parents would come home and interrupt them and
that her panties would be left behind as evidence of their sin.

Mink watched her handsome young lover unzipping his pants and
reaching inside to retrieve his now hard and throbbing cock.
Reaching between her lewdly opened legs, she pulled the crotch of
her panties to the side again, exposing herself and making his
task as easy as she possibly could.

Chuck knelt on the couch, guiding his shaft with his left hand
and supporting himself on the back of the couch with his right.
He probed awkwardly, the slick head of his young manhood pressing
here and there, trying his best to find the center of her
opening. Mink finally reached to help him, and taking the hot
shaft in her hand pressed it to just the right place, hunching
herself upward to aid his entrance.

Her mind screamed its pleasure to her as the intruder made its
way deeper and deeper into her moist opening. Yes! This was what
she had been hungering for all night long, what she needed and
wanted so desperately! Reaching for Chuck's waist, Mink wrapped
her legs around him, pushing herself upward toward him as he
began moving in and out of her.

The glare of the headlights illuminating the darkened room
preceded the sound of the car in the driveway as Chuck's parents
arrived home earlier than expected.

"Damn! They're home!", he exclaimed, pushing Mink's grasping legs
away from him and removing his now deflating cock from her still
hungry sex. Mink's hand flew to her clit and she rubbed it hotly
as Chuck rose from the couch, shoving himself back into his
pants.

"Get up! Pull your dress down! They're home!", he whispered
desperately. "Mink!! Come on!"

Overcome with frustration, Mink tore her hand away from her needy
sex and swung her legs to the floor, tugging at the dress to pull
it back down in an acceptable manner. Chuck fell heavily to the
couch, putting his arm around her just as his Mother called out
to them from the kitchen.

Their close call at being caught discouraged Chuck from trying
anything further that evening, even though Mink had pleaded with
him to take her to the overlook on the way home. There would be
other times, he said, no need to push their luck when it was this
late already.

Kissing him goodnight sweetly on the porch outside the farm
house, Mink outwardly tried to appear understanding. Inwardly her
frustration still burned hotly, and she was angry that she had
been deprived of the pleasure she hungered for so deeply.

Entering the living room and finding her step-father awaiting her
as usual, Mink tried to hide the emotions that coursed through
her and assumed that she was successful. She was not.
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