Backwoods Show

Antoine and Elizabeth gingerly explored the woods on the property. It was untamed and wild back here. Antoine helped Elizabeth duck under a branch.

"I didn't realize Daddy had so much land back here," Elizabeth said.

"Yeah, I think we could spend days back here and not be done," Antoine said. "Maybe we take the kids back here for a little camping trip."

"Oh, that sounds wonderful, darling," Elizabeth enthused. "Wait, what's that?"

She pointed off towards a clearing. There were beer bottles, needles, and a stained couch sitting just by the creek. And on the other side, a break in the fence.

"Looks like we have trespassers," Antoine said darkly. "Probably folks trying to do their shit off their own property. I'll get the fence fixed. But hey, in the meantime ..."

"The meantime?" Elizabeth looked confused, not following. Antoine chuckled, and nodded at the couch, and then down at his impressive manhood.

"Oh!"

***

"Hurry your ass up, Linda, the beer will get cold," Billy Joe groused, as the three college-aged teenagers traipsed through the back part of the Adams property.

"Shut the fuck up, Billy Joe," Linda Adams snapped back. Linda was 19, with strawberry blonde hair, B-cup breasts and a freckled, pale complexion. She drank here with Billy Joe and their other friend Bobby. Sometimes she even gave them handjobs, even though they were too petulant to actually enjoy pleasing them.

Linda sped up her pace, in front of Billy Joe and Bobby so she didn't have to listen to their bitching. And then she stopped short. She heard moans from the clearing. She moved up behind a tree, peeking out from under it. God, that had to be the prettiest woman she'd ever seen. Where had she come from? Linda thought the property was vacant after old man Richard Castle had died. And behind her ... holy fuck. That cock was enormous! It had to be like a foot long! And he was Black!

"Holy shit," Billy Joe said. "That guy is Black. Is this even legal."

"Shut the fuck up, Billy Joe," Linda hissed. "Get your asses back to the house. We'll drink in the basement. I'll be behind you."

"What are you going to do?" Billy Joe asked skeptically.

"None of your fucking business," Linda retorted. After they left, Linda slid her hand down int her pants ...