After drinking the entire bottle of sports drink Uncle gave me for rehydration, I was resting inside the storage shed where farming tools were kept.
Since the tools inside were ones not used during summer work, I figured I wouldn’t be in the way of the uncles’ cleanup.
My prediction was correct — the uncles were moving tools in and out of a different shed… While I could hear sounds from outside, inside the quiet shed, I was dozing off a little from exhaustion.
Then, I heard the sound of a car engine “vroooom…” and something driving away outside.
Right after, Uncle Yusaku entered the shed.
“Mizuha-chan, you in here?
We’re done cleaning up, so let’s head back.
I’ll take you in my kei truck… wait… are you sleeping?” Uncle looked surprised when he saw inside the shed.
I had been quite tired, so I was sitting on a long bench against the wall, leaning back and relaxing.
With my head drooping and body relaxed, I must have looked like I was sleeping.
Looking back now… I had completely let go of tension like during my “pretend sleep,” so it was no wonder I looked asleep.
…Suddenly, a mischievous impulse hit me.
I stayed limp and unresponsive… and immediately switched my consciousness into full “pretend sleep” mode.
I had properly rehydrated today, so yeah, no problem (instant decision).
From what I heard earlier… the aunts had already left by car, so it should be just Uncle and me here.
Plus, the area is quite open, and houses are far away, so no one else is around.
…In other words, no worry of anyone interrupting.
Furthermore, while resting, because my work clothes had been steamy and hot, I had taken off the outer layer and was now only wearing a thin shirt underneath.
I hadn’t taken off my lower clothes, but I had loosened my belt.
I had wiped off some sweat, but more was still slowly seeping out onto my skin… Seeing me so defenseless, Uncle Yusaku swallowed hard.
He stepped outside once — probably to check that no one was around — then came back in, closed the shed door, and locked it.
He lifted me from the bench and carried me a short distance.
The place he brought me to had several large bags stacked like sandbags.
No, these weren’t sandbags.
They were bags of soil for the fields — soil used to restore depleted or overworked land.
Each bag was larger than a 10kg rice bag, and many were piled up… They made a perfect bed-like platform… Ah, so that’s what he’s thinking?
Uncle spread out the work jacket I had taken off and his own on top of the soil bags like a sheet, then laid me face-down on top of them.
Though called a bed, it was just several large soil-filled bags, so it wasn’t very wide… just wide enough for me to lie across.
Like a vaulting box at school.
On top of it, I lay face-down.
My torso barely fit on it, with my arms and legs dangling limply.
But… that seemed to be exactly what he wanted.
The height of the stacked soil bags was perfectly aligned with Uncle’s waist.
He positioned me on top of it… or rather, mounted me on it.
Then Uncle quickly stripped off my lower clothes and removed his own pants and underwear.
“We don’t have much time, so let’s make this quick… Mizuha-chan, I’ll finish fast… hehehe.” ———Slap, slap, slap…!
Inside the dimly lit, closed shed, the slightly damp sound of sweaty skin slapping against sweaty skin echoed.
Of course, it was the sound of Uncle fucking me, his hips slamming against mine.
His thick, veiny cock pushed apart my slick, sweaty pussy lips in one smooth motion, stretching my tight walls wide as he sank deep inside me.
The hot, throbbing length filled every inch of my soaking cunt, the fat head pressing firmly against my cervix with each powerful thrust.
I could feel every ridge and pulse of his shaft rubbing against my sensitive inner folds, sending jolts of pleasure shooting through my core.
By pure chance, the height and angle created by placing me on the soil bags made my body perfectly positioned and easy to penetrate.
The height was just right, and the weight provided stability.
All that was left was for him to thrust as hard as he wanted… It was the most convenient erotic setup imaginable.
Yeah… being prepared and treated like a fuckable tool like this also turns me on.
My pussy clenched greedily around his invading cock, juices flowing freely and coating him as he drove in and out.
Even though Uncle must have been tired from the farm work, he separated that from this completely and single-mindedly rammed his cock wildly inside my pussy.
His hands gripping my waist tightly showed no sign of loosening — he really has amazing stamina.
Each deep thrust made my inner walls flutter and squeeze, the intense friction building waves of heat and ecstasy that spread from my stuffed pussy all the way to my fingertips.
My clit throbbed with every heavy slap of his balls against my skin, the overwhelming fullness making my mind hazy with pleasure.
Sometimes he leaned forward over my back, taking deep breaths to smell me… I think I just smell like sweat right now… But if Yuichi and Uncle both like it that much, then feel free.
Normally Uncle fucks me powerfully but also slowly and savoringly, but today, with limited time, he was going at a much faster pace than usual.
His strokes were long and forceful — pulling back until he was almost out, the thick head dragging along my dripping walls and making me ache with emptiness, then slamming all the way to the deepest part in one powerful thrust.
Each stroke sent pleasure and impact shooting all the way up to my head, my pussy convulsing around him as sparks of raw bliss exploded inside me.
“Oooooohhh…!
I’m cumming, Mizuha-chan… I’m gonna cum inside you…!
…Nngh!!” Finally, gripping my waist tightly and burying himself as deep as possible, he poured thick, burning-hot semen into me to finish.
I could feel Uncle Yusaku’s cum pulsing and flooding into my womb, the heavy jets of hot seed splashing against my cervix and filling me completely, the warmth spreading deep inside and making my pussy flutter in orgasmic aftershocks.
Today I was treated to a feast from Uncle Yusaku both from above and below.
Normally he would take a short break and go for a second round… but perhaps realizing it would be risky, Uncle quickly started cleaning up.
He dressed me, put his own clothes back on, lightly tidied the shed, then carried me to his kei truck… placed me in the passenger seat and fastened the seatbelt.
He started the truck and hurried back home.
I continued pretending to sleep for a while longer, then, right before we arrived home, I pretended to wake up naturally.
I went along with the story Uncle Yusaku made up: – He found me sleeping in the shed and waited for me to wake up.
– But since I showed no signs of waking and it was getting late, he decided to carry me to the kei truck and bring me home.
– And I woke up on the way back.
When the aunts heard this story, they looked at me with fond exasperation, saying “Oh dear.”