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This was a long time ago. During The War. Unlike most men, I hadn’t left town yet, but I needed to go join the fight. I made sure the town would be in good hands before I packed a knapsack and headed to the city.

It was a little more than a day’s journey, so I figured to stop by the Greene farm to rest for the night. Farmer Greene was lost in the war and presumed dead. I’d heard his only son was joining the army as well.

It wasn’t quite dusk when I arrived at the farmhouse. Maddie Greene (F40) greeted me (M40) warmly. It turns out that Bobby had already left for the city the day before. That left Maddie and her three daughters to see to the farm. Over tea I said that I wished there was something I could do.

Maddie walked to the window to make sure her girls were still out in the fields. “But there is something you can do, Mayor,” she said, sitting down and putting her hands on mine.

“Anything, Maddie.”

“There are almost no able-bodied men left. You’re just about the last one.” She paused. “See here, I’m afraid that my girls will never have children.”

I didn’t react because I wasn’t completely sure if she was—

“Make them pregnant, Mayor. Please. Tonight.”

I began to protest that they were mere girls and that—“Alice is 18,” she said, and the twins are 19.” Her eyes pleaded. “I talked to them. They agreed.”

“Please.”

The girls came into the house soon after and the four of them started making dinner. Despite this commotion they were able to take turns sitting sitting with me on the couch. All three were chipper, even after the day’s work. Somehow Maddie had told them tonight was a go.

Abigail was the first to sit down with me. She said she wanted to go first, insisting that she was the elder twin and noting that Robert Harris had already taken her virginity. Shortly thereafter, Anne said she was looking forward to having children and that she was thrilled that her firstborn would have such a good father. She, too, had had a literal roll in the hay with the Harris boy. Alice stopped by last. She was nervous. I assured her that I would do nothing that she didn’t want, implying that we could fake it if necessary. “That won’t work,” she said, then smiled. “It’s okay,”

After dinner the girls went upstairs and I learned why my idea wouldn’t work: they were all sleeping in the same room. “The girls get up half past four,” Maddie told me after they’d turned in. “You should start now.”

A candle lit the bedroom. Abigail waved me over immediately. She pulled her blanket off the bed. This pretty girl was naked and I was already hard. Obviously this was not gonna be a private affair, so I took off my shoes and socks, then my shirts, and finally I hung up my britches, my large erection visible to all.

I walked over to Abigail’s bed. It was immediately evident that these girls knew nothing other than to lay back and spread their legs, and tonight wasn’t given to instruction. I had a job to do. I made Abigail put a pillow under her butt and, using two fingers, verified that she was wet enough for me. I mounted her, slowly sliding my cock into that tight little pussy, making sure not to hurt her.

As it turns out, there was no need to worry. Abigail was hungry. I tried to move slowly inside her, but right away she began raising her hips to meet me. Who would’ve known that this farmer’s daughter was such a sexy minx? Her little tits jiggled in time as I began to pound away at her tight pussy. Making no effort to control my pace, I fucked her straight through until I began filling her womb with my sperm. She moaned and sighed her way very nicely through what must’ve been the first real fucking of her life.

I kissed her and rose. Anne gestured to the water pan where there was a washcloth. I cleaned my up my cock, announcing to them that it would take me a minute to get ready for the next round. I sat on Anne’s bed. Still in her nightdress, and still under the covers, she sat up and whispered in my ear. “I didn’t exactly do that with Robert. That thing you did to Abigail. Please be gentle.”

Assuring her I would, I told her I was ready if she was. “Touch me like you did Abigail,” she said softly. “Lift your hem,” I replied. In seconds I could tell that she, too, was ripe for the picking. She pulled her nightdress up to her waist, revealing a nice, lush farmgirl bush. She positioned the pillow and I carefully entered her. I felt her hymen blocking my way, so I whispered to her to bite the hem of her nightclothes so she wouldn’t cry out. I pushed as gently as I could before her cherry gave way. Anne yelped into the fabric and I slowed to a halt. She had tears in her eyes as she looked up at me. I kissed her and she nodded for me to continue. I’d lost a bit of my erection but recovered quickly. I began to fuck her at a steadily increasing pace, building up the necessary friction in her wet hole to spark my second ejaculation of the night. I gave her a load of my best cum, spilling my seed into her fertile pussy.

As I was cleaning up I noticed some blood. I hoped her sheets would be ok! Abigail sat next to her twin and they started to whisper and chuckle. I approached Alice, and reminded her softly that we could just claim I’d been inside her. But she pulled her sheet apart. She was naked and her butt was already on a pillow. “I’m ready,” she said with a grin.

“I’m not quite,” I replied, gesturing to my limp cock. “You can help if you’d like.” She nodded. I took her hand and gently placed in on my cock. She seemed to know what to do, fascinated but not surprised to see my cock stiffen in her hands. I desperately wanted to teach her how to give a man a blowjob, but I remained in control.

Pushing her hand apart, I clocked in for my last assignment of the night. “I lost my cherry on a horse,” she whispered. “You can do it hard if you want.” Somehow my erection suddenly hit even stiffer to hear her say that. I pushed my cock into a hole that was just as tight as the others—but that was somehow more slippier. Sexy pussy is all the time the best, and Alice was by far the sexiest of the three.

She kept her arms around my neck as I gave her the best fucking I could, actually slowing down to extend my pleasure. But I had to remember what I was there for. I started to cum, getting two ropes out before her hungry pussy grabbed at me, pulling the rest of my semen out into her body.

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I forgot what happened next, but I was exhausted. I awoke on the couch under a bedsheet with my clothes neatly piled on a chair. The girls had left for the field. Maddie brought me a cup of coffee. I sat up, the sheet covering my lap. She sat down and began to thank me profusely. I insisted that it had been a pleasure. Putting her hand on my lap she asked if I’d accept a parting gift. I stared at her for a second, which she interpreted as a yes.

Maddie Greene knelt before me and gave me the best thank-you gift I’d ever received, at least until I visited the farm after returning from the war. Farmer Greene was indeed dead, but Bobby was back, as were three new one-year-olds who were curiously all born the same week.
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