Blueberry season

Rachel was lying in her room on her bed. She looked down to make sure she looked great. First her blue eyes noticed her C cup boobs straining the fabric of her brown low cut shirt, and brushed her brown hair off of them. She looked down to her flat stomach, and short grey shorts. She then checked out her legs, making sure they were completely smooth, and ready for the day, especially around her knees. She was glad to be looking her best, and considered new ways to seduce her boyfriend James.

Five minutes later she heard his car pull up, she was glad to see that he was early. She peaked out the window, to see him. He was wearing a dark green t-shirt, and soft black gym shorts. He had wavy brown hair and a toned athletic build. Even from this distance she could see a poorly concealed hard on as he walked toward the front door.

She opened the door right, as he was about to knock. She caught him by surprise with a solid knee right to his balls, pushing his dick up to his belly button. He leaned forward slightly, and his raised right hand immediately grabbed her left boob, and squeezed. Meanwhile his left arm came up, and he brought her into a hug, squishing her boobs into his chest. Their faces only inches apart, they said I missed you and kissed, while he squeezed rhythmically, and she rolled her knee around his nuts.

When they separated, James brought up the surprise, “Guess what we’re doing today. We’re berry picking, it’s blueberry season.” This surprised Rachel and turned her on. He had planned this knowing full well how often she called his balls berries, and how much she liked to grab them or test them. She immediately decided to play along, and grabbed him by the nuts, saying, “I’ve already got a handful, but I could do this all day, lets go.”

They hopped into the car, and drove 45 minutes to the farm, neither one minded. Throughout the drive, Rachel was grabbing and kneading James’s berries, not too hard because he was driving, but she could feel his eight-inch rod along her wrist, and knew he was enjoying it. At stop lights James either reached his arm around her shoulders for a squeeze, or looked down her shirt, and blew a stream of air to tickle her boobs. Needless to say the ride flew by, and neither one was ever bored.

They arrived at a gravel parking lot, and headed over to the farm stand. They then found a booth that said Pick Your Own, and walked to its counter. Behind the booth was a lady roughly 20. She said good afternoon, and asked, “How many baskets will you need for the day?” James said two. She leaned down to reach a shelf under the counter, and he was treated to a long view of her cleavage through her low cut shirt. Rachel reached down to squeeze him, but was a little too late, because she popped up with the two-pint containers. They said thanks, and proceeded to the fields to start picking.

In the privacy of the fields they had a great time picking the berries, but mainly messing with each other. Rachel picked the lower berries, often bending 90 degrees, or .5 pi radians at the waist. As a result James would either walk past her, rubbing his joystick into her butt for good measure, or pick medium height berries, and try to store them in the taught fabric of her shirt. This was his favorite, since once there; the berries would roll down, and get snagged on her bra, if she stood up, to face him about it. So after he snuck a hand full in, Rachel would try blocking more from coming in, while reaching in, and trying to remove them, all while being careful not to squish them, and spread juice on her boobs and shirt.

Sometimes Rachel would squat down to pick the lower berries, offering a wonderful birds eye view to James. He would occasionally drop a berry down there “accidentally”, but he didn’t see it as a game, with gravity on his side. Every so often, he would also see Rachel with two large blue berries in her hand, rolling them around, and then squeezing them, just to remind him. And after she put the berries in the box, she would reach over slightly, and give his berries a firm squeeze for fun.

James also did his part, setting himself up to be messed with, not just carrying through with Rachel’s setups. He was picking the higher berries, most of the time, to provide himself a good view, and make sure they were alone. He always kept his legs spread, making his nuts a more tempting target, and tucked his joystick up into the waistband of his shorts, to keep it from blocking any attacks. He even had the head sticking out, and the shirt on the inside, so Rachel could see it at eye level. Finally he always kept the basket on his left hip, facing Rachel, so her right hand was inches away from his balls, and she could grab another handful, once she deposited a handful of berries.

Toward the end of the day, their privacy was interrupted. A pair of guys showed up at the far end of the row, roughly 40 feet away. James told Rachel they had company, and they had to stop their berry antics. These guys, after just catching Rachel popping up from a squatted position, wanted to get a closer look, and walked over, pretending, there were no good berries on the bushes. Seeing this, Rachel and James whispered a plan to each other, and got going before the guys got close enough to suspect anything.

James took the berries, and rounded the corner, into the adjacent row. He looked through the bushes to get another view of Rachel, and then silently jogged down to appear at the other end, behind the guys. Rachel then stood up, and started walking over to the pair seductively, swinging her hips, and bouncing her boobs slightly. When she got to the guys she told them, ”I saw you checking me out, so now I’m going to check your berries.” with that she grabbed both of them by the balls. “Not bad”, she said as she rolled the balls roughly around in her hands, “, but I picked wisely the first time”. With that she said, “For the sake of your berries, don’t follow me, they might get squished.” With the words berries, and squished she gave them hard squeezes. This also caused her to thrust out her chest, and release a slight gasp. She really loved to squeeze the berries of guys other than James, since she had to make her message clear, and really went for reactions. With that, she sauntered away from the pair, who were doubled over holding their nuts. They watched as she approached James, and grabbed his berries. She squeezed hard, and pushed her boobs, right into his chest, they stayed like that for a moment, before they kissed, and left the row.

As they were leaving the fields they passed by the peach orchards. Rachel suddenly said that she forgot something, what is it James asked. She grabbed him by the shoulders, and started pushing him to the trunk of a tree. “What are you doing?” He lied, backing up easily. Once they were both leaning on the tree, Rachel said, “This is for that girl at the stand, who gave us the baskets. For staring when her boobs were hanging like this.” with that she angled herself, so he could stare straight down her shirt. “So I can have my cake and eat it too?” James joked, loving this reminder. It worked and Rachel made the knee a little harder. After forcing his berries up into his crotch Rachel then ground them into the bark of the tree for 20 seconds. She then let go with her arms, and leaned into him, squishing her boobs, and his berries. When they eventually got up, James had a little width in his walk, and a big smile.

It wasn’t long until the girl at the counter saw James and Rachel approaching, and she thought he was walking just slightly funny. They got to the stand, and handed her the berries. She put them on the counter, and leaned down to put her eyes level with the top of the pint. She made sure the berries were less than an inch higher than the pint container, and then stood up. Was she imagining it, or did both of them twitch when she was leaned over. Just to check her hypothesis, she leaned back, to flick her short hair behind her ears, making sure to stick out her chest straight at them. She saw a slight clench of her arm, and a slight grimace on James’s face, confirming that he just got a hard squeeze behind the counter.

“That comes out to $10.50”, she said, and James got his wallet, and gave her $11. Just to keep playing along, she put the 10 up to the sun, giving them another great view of her boobs. She assumed they realized that no one checks 10-dollar bills, who would counterfeit that? Either way she saw that she caused another hard squeeze, and she was really enjoying it. To keep it up, she leaned in nice and low to give him back the change, and liked to see his control in putting away his change and wallet. To top it off, she leaned on the counter and said, “Enjoy his berries, and come back anytime” to Rachel, who said, “I will”, and gave James one last squeeze. She watched them walk away, and saw a definite bow in James’s walk by now, which turned her on, and made her little show for him all the more enjoyable. Time to get back to work, there’s a pair of guys coming to the stand, what kind of fun can she have with them?

James and Rachel returned to James’s SUV, to head back to her house. Once they were in James had a suggestion, “You know you’ve been giving me pretty blue berries, turning me on for the past 4 hours. I think we should set the back seats down, and inflate the air mattress, so we can have some fun before and after the drive to your place.” Rachel’s response was, “You keep an air mattress in your car? What a dork.” Needless to say they drove a short distance, found a quiet place to park, and had the mattress inflated, and sheeted within 15 minutes.

They started undressing behind his tinted windows, till he was down to his boxers, and she was only wearing her panties. She started out on top, crawling up to him, dragging her boobs along his shins, joystick, abs, chest, stopping with them right above his face. He started messaging them, and kissing them, which immediately lead to soft noises. She also started kneeing him from her elevated position. She loved to squish his berries into his body, but enjoyed grinding them into the mattress afterward even more. It didn’t take long before she had a wonderful orgasm, and planted a solid knee into his balls. She then collapsed onto James happy the AC was on.

A little later James picked her up, and rotated the two of them gently. Once he was on top he positioned himself with his face above her boobs. His berries were right on her right knee, and his joystick was lying along her thigh. He had a great time, putting tension on his rod, and squishing his berries, which had already received plenty of attention today. She also loved this second boob massage and motor boating quite a bit. She told him how much fun it was to squeeze those two guys in the field, especially since they couldn’t handle it like he can. Shortly after he rolled off to the side, and she rushed up, to finish the orgasm with a blowjob. There was quite a bit of cum, after the 4 hours of foreplay, and it tasted just like blue berries, she loved the coincidence.

Once they got up, they got dressed, and started back to her house. The two of them were already on a cloud, and the drive back was wonderful. Rachel continued, playing with James’s nuts, and putting on little shows. James also messed with her whenever he was able, grabbing her boobs, or giving her crotch a rub in return. Both of them knew, they just had more fun in store, when they got back to her house, and maybe a bit of ice cream.

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