Children Of The Wheat   
      
   By Spin (M/g, Pedo, Cons, Oral, 1st)   
      
   The winter cold was all but gone. Spring was gradually sneaking into the   
   valley, warming the ground and fueling a rapid growth of my spring   
   wheat. Golden fields of this cash crop covered the farm, promising a   
   lucrative return this year and, as you'll soon discover, a nice   
   surprising bonus.   
      
   As a busy farmer my days are long and labor intense. Watching my   
   precious fields of wheat for pests or other potential problems is a full   
   time job. From rabbits to kids, I have to be wary of damage to the new   
   stalks as they mature into healthy, grain producing specimens that could   
   someday wind up on your dinner table as bread rolls.   
      
   Sunday began as usual, a visit to church with my wife and then shopping   
   in town, followed by a quick lunch at the only local diner.   
      
   "Hi, Mr. Roberts," the sweetness of a young child's voice hollered as I   
   walked into the restaurant, my wife at my side while a few "Howdy"s by   
   some other familiar faces welcomed us. The child's name was Cathy. She   
   was about nine or ten I'd guess, but cute as little girls come.   
   Something about her seemed alluring, a fact that I wouldn't reveal to   
   another soul, fearing being labeled a pedophile or pervert.   
      
   Her stunningly pretty face kept my attention while I ate my lunch,   
   occasionally trading a smile with her while catching a fleeting glimpse   
   of her panties under the table as she sat with her parents, and a boy   
   that I remembered seeing with her at church. Finally they finished their   
   meal, giving me another look at Cathy's cute, shapely little butt as she   
   followed her parents out of the restaurant. Then she turned to look   
   briefly at me, flashing a bright smile that could have been construed to   
   mean a lot of different things, but of course my lustful brain decided   
   it was an invitation of some kind.   
      
   Most of the girls around these parts seemed to share this same behavior   
   I've noticed. Maybe the farming life has something to do with an early   
   sexual development or the fact that there are very few activities for   
   the kids out here in the distant countryside. More than a few children   
   have become pregnant, from age nine and up. Must be a whole lotta'   
   fuckin' going on.   
      
   The warm, Sunday afternoon sun felt like a refreshing tonic to the brain   
   as I casually began my walk through the tall wheat fields. Rabbits and   
   other critters scattered as I made my rounds on foot. Usually I rode the   
   John Deer to cover my four hundred acres but today was too nice and   
   inviting for a guy like me who loved his land and everything on it. My   
   property bordered another farm and that's where my walk eventually led me.   
      
   At first, I thought another animal was in the wheat fields as I watched   
   the tops of the feathery stalks move erratically. Standing still for a   
   second, I expected to get a glimpse of an armadillo or flock of pesky   
   blackbirds eating my wheat. But instead a vision of pure delight   
   captured my attention.   
      
   The tall wheat offered plenty of cover as I spotted a couple of children   
   nestled on the ground but I was afraid they would see me too, so I   
   padded softly to a nearby oak tree. Carefully and silently, I shimmied   
   up a branch for a bird's eye view. The two kids were Cathy and the boy I   
   saw at the diner earlier. At a glance, you might think they were just   
   playing around. But then I noticed that Cathy was on her back, dressed   
   in her play clothes and her jeans were obviously pulled down below her   
   waist, exposing her panties.   
      
   My heart nearly stopped with excitement. I watched with anticipation   
   through my trusty binoculars, which I always carried in the fields when   
   I made my rounds. Luckily I was too far away and out of sight to be   
   spotted. But my cock was already on alert as I stared in awe while the   
   little boy slid the girl's jeans even lower, as he scanned around for   
   any witnesses.   
      
   Soon, the luscious 'v' between Cathy's milky white, smooth, "tasty"   
   looking thighs came into view. I almost fell out of the tree when her   
   pants were finally off and tossed to the ground. The white glow of her   
   silky, little girl's panties made me want to climb down from my tree and   
   walk over for a better view. But then I might alarm them and besides, my   
   "binocs" were so strong that I could make out the little slit of her   
   preteen sex as it made a distinct impression in the fabric.   
      
   As if they were the only two people on the planet the kids lay side by   
   side, caressing each other. Cathy's face suddenly developed a naughty   
   grin as she unbuckled the boy's pants, sliding them down and finally   
   off. Now they were both in their underwear. I watched with amusement as   
   they tried to kiss, obviously unschooled at such things but   
   nevertheless, succeeding.   
      
   The boy's left hand finally began to glide over Cathy's smooth bare   
   tummy, sliding lower and lower, hesitating for a moment at the hem of   
   her panties while I silently cheered him on. His fingers played with the   
   fabric, lingering as if he was uncertain then gradually, sliding under   
   the thin material until Cathy sighed so loud that I could hear it from   
   my distant perch. Finally, his hand disappeared all the way inside of   
   her underwear and cupped directly over hidden little pussy slit.   
      
   I moaned to myself while I watched with envy. I was jealous of the boy   
   and eager for more, more of Cathy's sweet little naked body and maybe a   
   perfect view of her smooth, hairless little pussy. I didn't have to wait   
   much longer. She continued with her loud groans and moans as her   
   boyfriend suddenly discovered finger fucking. While my eyes were glued   
   to the movement in Cathy's panty covered crotch, I watched as his finger   
   seemed to pump in and out of her tiny hole. Suddenly her body arched up   
   from the ground as she experienced what was probably, her first real orgasm.   
      
   "OMIGOD! OHMIGOD!' she cried out while her young body writhed with   
   ripples of sexual explosions, flooding her brain with sensory overload   
   and inspiring the boy to instantly lay on top of her. Soon, he began dry   
   hunching the soft, puffy pubic mound between her open legs while I   
   watched his little butt bob up and down to the excitement of fucking his   
   first piece of ass.   
      
   His little pecker was surely rubbing itself on the soft, smooth material   
   on top of the shallow slit rising through Cathy's panties. Then it   
   happened. Focusing intently through the binoculars, I witnessed his hand   
   dart quickly between his own thighs and pull his small penis out of his   
   underwear. After a few clumsy tries, he managed to slip his little hard   
   cock under the leg band of Cathy's underwear and commenced to penetrate   
   her wet, preteen pussy. I could hear repeated grunts followed by a noisy   
   sigh of triumph when he finally hit "pay-dirt".   
      
   Faster and faster his boyish body pumped the girl's tight little pussy   
      
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