problem with Amish. by prettynun2010

Emily was driving her brand new red BMW convertible west on US 30. It was a warm spring morning and she had top down and her flowing blonde hair trailing wildly behind her in the wind. She had set out this morning on a quest for what a friend had described as the most wild organic marijuana to be had anywhere. She was now 2 hours away from her home in a posh neighborhood of Valley Forge, Pennsylvania. The friend had told here there was this Amish veggie stand near Lancaster where they sold the most excellent pot. It was a vague description but this was a good day for a drive in the country.She smiled as the warm sun beat down on her bare shoulders and thighs. She was wearing a small light sundress and her favorite pair of fuck me heels. She was feeling fun and flirty and had had forgone underwear. Her shaved pussy was occasionally bared as the wind whipped the bottom of the dress around. The nipples of Emily’s C cup breasts were hard and readily apparent though the thin material and a hint of her large dark areola peeked out the top.

She looked down at the fuel gauge and realized that she was running low on gas. She hadn’t seen a Wawa in half an hour but there was something called Turkey Hill up ahead that had gas pumps. She pulled in and whipped out her father’s platinum card and started to gas up the car. When the tank was full, she realized how thirsty she was. She headed inside the store and saw a cute young man alone behind the counter. She wondered just how much free stuff she could scam from him with how little effort.

Her first target was a diet pepsi and a small bag of chips. Just for fun she grabbed a banana and a box of condoms. She took the items up to the register and watched as the boy, he seemed about her age, maybe a year or two younger gulped as he rang up the purchases.

“That will be $11.28.” He said.

“Oh no!” she sighed, rubbing her hand over her breasts, teasing the edge of her sun dress down baring a hint of brown areola. “I forgot my money. I don’t know what I can do.”

The boy behind the counted was stunned. His eyes were wide open and sweat covered his pimply brow. “Um. That’s $11.28” He said still in shock.

Emily sighed and lowered the edge of her top revealing her full breast and hard nipple. She pinched the nipple and said. “I need all of this stuff you see, but I can’t pay for it. I’m hungry and thirsty so I need the pepsi and chips. I’m meeting my boyfriend later so I need the condoms and the banana…” She giggled and raised the hem of her sundress revealing her shaved snatch with full dripping lips and engorged clit.

She took the banana and slid it quickly into her pussy, ramming it deep in and then pulling it out. She waved it under the cashier’s nose and he shuddered in pleasure when he smelled her pussy juices on it. Emily was sure that she had just made him cum in his pants.

“Take it.” He said.

She collected her haul and walked out to her car. She opened the pepsi and dumped the rest of the stuff in the trashcan. He boyfriend was so good she never needed the banana, and being on the pill she didn’t need the condoms, and who could afford the calories of the potato chips.

Back onto the road she was making up for lost time. Emily was going 75 mph and easily passing all the traffic around her. She whipped around the back end of a milk truck and saw the sign with the name of the town she was entering. “Intercourse” she giggled and then realized there was a car coming at her in the opposite direction. She swung the wheel hard over and the BMW’s tires squealed in protest. She felt the left side tires start to lift up and jammed the clutch and break at the same time. She realized it was futile as the whole car lifted off the road and started to cartwheel into the adjacent field. It landed nose first deploying the airbags, and then onto its tail and the trajectory flattened out and Emily was spinning until the car came to a stop with a crunch and a large quantity of dark, foul smelling, stuff fell into the car on top of her.

“Shit” She screamed.

“Pretty much.” came the voice of a man who was sitting on the front of the now ruined manure spreader. The man was in his 50s with black pants and suspenders, a blue shirt and a straw hat. He had a long salt and pepper beard, but with no mustache it was a distinctly odd look, that she recognized as belonging to the Amish.

He got down off of the cart like contraption and began to try and soothe the attached horse.

“Shtey, Shtey” he whispered in the horse’s ear as it tried to pull the ruined spreader which was enmeshed with Emily’s BMW. The horse calmed down enough for the man to get it unharnessed.

“Aren’t you going to help me?” Emily whined flinging shit around.

“You English, always in a rush always with trouble making. You can wait, de horse would be itself hurting.”

Emily was struggling with her seatbelt when she saw the man bend down and pull a knife out of his boot. She screamed. He then deftly cut off her seat belt with the razor sharp knife. He wiped the knife off on the his pants and then reached down into the car. Emily felt his strong calloused hands close around her. One under her thigh and the other around her shoulder. The man lifted her out of the car as if she were nothing.

She was scared. This farmer could do anything he wanted to her and she would be powerless to resist his strength. He set her gently down and she realized her state. In addition to being covered in shit the top of her sundress was torn and her left breast was hanging out. There was another tear up the back of her dress which showed off her ass and when she bent over her pussy. The foul smelling stuff was everywhere. She started to cry as a state policeman pulled up.

“Hey Zedekiah!” the officer said has he got out and walked across the field. “They said you had some English problems.” The officer looked over at Emily who was desperately trying to cover herself. He then looked at the wreck of her car. “License and proof of insurance.”

“They’re in my purse.” she sobbed.

“Then get your purse.” The officer insisted.

She bent over the door of her car and started pawing through the foul smelling stuff. She could feel her pussy bare to the air when she felt something push into her. She looked back and there was the Amish man with his pants around his ankles and his massive cock pounding into her.

She squealed as she felt his dick violate her. He was much larger than her boyfriend and he was pounding her hard. He put a hand on the back of her head and pushed her face first into the manure. She was just starting to enjoy the fucking when she felt his squirt up into her and the pull out. She was beginning to get horny and was now frustrated with a face full of manure.

“You might was well quit looking.” The cop said and the Amish man backed off and hitched his pants back up. She stood up and tried brushing the dirt off her face.

“I may have to take you with me. There was quite a bit of property damage and you don’t have any identification. This car might be stolen.” She looked at the cop in horror. He had his ticket book out and was writing down information when she realized that his fly was down and his pants were obviously tented. Emily knew what she had to do. She bent over and pulled the officers cock free and started to suck on it. As she sucked he bent reached down and started to rub her tits. Emily felt her nipples harden as she bobbed her head on the policeman’s cock. She was humiliated but she knew there was nothing she could do. If she didn’t do this she would spend the next 48 hours nearly naked in a holding cell someplace trying to get a hold of her parents and even then there would be little they could do but post bail. The policeman was essentially untouchable. He was a civil servant and in any event who would believe the word of someone who flipped a car 200 feet into a field and crashed it into a buggy.

She continued to work the cops dick as she realized that it was her only way out of the predicament. She had prided herself on her blowjobs in the past and was now her very best. She wrapped on hand around the policeman’s muscular thigh and snaked her other hand into his pants. She took her hand and started to gently massage his balls. She felt them begin to tighten up an slammed her face against the cops crotch. His dick was choking her but she controlled her gag reflex and swallowed hard milking the sweet cum out of his cock and rinsing the shit taste from her mouth. She pulled back coughing and started to stroke his dick with her hand getting the last bits of cum into her mouth. She zipped up the cops fly and then stood up.

“Well I guess you are who you say you are. I am going to have to sight you for causing the accident and failure to produce proof of insurance.”

The Amish man cleared his throat. “You and I aren’t the only aggrieved parties here.” He nodded his head towards the now obviously male plow horse. While she had been servicing the men the horse had grown excited. It’s massive cock reached almost to the ground. It was as big as her arm both in length and girth.

The cop nodded and pointed at the horses enormous cock. “It’s not going to suck itself dearie.”

She bent over humiliated. She wrapped her hands around it and started to jack it off. She pulled it up and got the tip of it into her mouth. When she started to suck on it there was a salty ammonia taste to it. She leaned her forehead against the side of the horse and got another three inches into her mouth. She started to tongue the hole and realized she could probably get a finger up inside. She didn’t dare try it though. She was jacking the horse hard while suck on the tip when she felt something press against her asshole. She wasn’t sure who was coming back for seconds but she knew she had to go with it.