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Harvest Moon: The Lemon Effect	By : ScarletVenus Category: +G through L > Harvest Moon Views: 23234 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Harvest Moon: The Lemon Effect
Chapter 4: Jack’s Confession: “Part One: Mary Monday.”
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In the somber, pale quiet of Sunday evening, Jack slipped down the pathway through town and entered the Church, home to Pastor Ben Carter, the town’s only clergy. Jack wasn’t an especially religious man by nature, but he felt the need to get some stuff off his chest every now and then and today was one of those days.
He entered the church none too gently so as to announce he was there. Walking past the foyer, he heard the sound of a door close off to the side and turned the entrance to see the small confessional. He could hear the sound of movement inside and figured the pastor must wait in the confessional when someone enters the Church. He hadn’t used it since he had arrived last year, but now was as good a time as any.
Stepping into the rather spacious confessional, he shut the door behind him and sat in the chair. There was plenty of elbow and leg room in the small box and there was only a black curtain between him and the Pastor, though in a town this small, there wasn’t much need for privacy. Everyone knew everyone and that was how many liked it. Odds were that Carter would know it was him by his voice alone.
After a moment of silence and taking his hat off, Jack heard Carter clear his throat softly, “Yes, my friend? Are you here to confess?”
“Uh…yeah, I’m here to confess.” Jack said with a small sigh, “I’ve got a little bit to get off my chest, Pastor.”
“Alright then. Tell me.”
Jack sighed, rubbing his forehead, “It all started a few weeks ago. My lemon crops were failing and so I went to the Harvest Goddess for guidance. She concocted some kind of…uh, concoction that I used. I also fucked…oh sorry! I mean, I had relations with her.”
“You don’t have to curb your language here, speak as you always speak.” came the reply.
Jack shrugged. “Oh. Okay. So yeah, I totally fucked the Harvest Goddess. I mean, I’d been here almost a year and it’s the longest dry spell I’ve ever had, so I wasn’t turning her down. I mean, you should see her, she’s fuckin’ gorgeous. Perfectly shaped woman, nice tits and an ass that shakes it, bakes it, and booty quakes it!”
Jack cleared his throat. “Anyway, her serum worked and my lemon trees grew the best lemons I’ve ever eaten. But there’s been some…side effects. Anyone that eats a lemon gets this uber-libido. I mean it, it makes you unbelievably horny. You either want to fuck someone right then and there or jack off. It doesn’t help for long, either. All day long I’ve got to stop to “unload” in some fashion or I’ll literally cream my pants.”
“Did you get rid of the lemons?”
Jack chuckled, “No, Pastor. I did the exact opposite. I took a basket and fed them to all the teenagers in town during a Friday night at the Hot Springs. Long story short, we had an orgy. So…that’s my rap sheet so far: blasphemy, cause I fucked a different deity than the one we worship here. Fornication, I’ve done a lot of that lately.”
“How so?”
“Well, after the orgy, me and the other teens made a Mullholandson Pact. It’s a Pact where everyone involved in the Pact is sexually open to anyone else in the Pact. I joined, but this last week is when I put the Pact to the test.
“In what form? What have you done?”
Jack sighed deeply. “More or less, I’ve defiled people every day this week and committed some kind of spiritual infraction I guess I had better start at the beginning…on what I called Mary Monday.”
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MARY MONDAY
Jack had waddled off his farm after finishing his morning chores in order to make a mid-day stop at the Library so that he could check out a Farmer’s Almanac. It was a genuine need, but he had an ulterior motive. Thus far, no one seemed to have acted on the Pact, though Cliff had told him he had a fun oral session with Karen the week before. Jack was beginning to get itchy and he needed to know if the Pact was serious. After the Hot Springs Orgy, the girls of Mineral Town had pulled him aside or whispered their non-too-subtle interest in him visiting them.
Today, he wanted to try it out on someone. A little minx he had had his eye on for quite some time.
Mary was a diminutive young woman who had always caught his eye because she, more or less, looked and dressed like the kind of school girls that went to the all-girls school that was right across from his boarding school when he was an early teen. It was a real “look-don’t-touch” situation and Jake had never been able to get his hands on a girl from that school. Mary’s skirt and blouse was a near exact semblance to those boarding school girls.
But what really got him was her quiet, hidden sexuality. Her and Gray had been right next to him during the Hot Springs Orgy and he had heard her frantic, aroused mewling, the hungry way she begged for Gray, how she had been teased to the point of climax and then orgasmed after impaling herself on him for the first time. There was a dirty little girl underneath that diminutive Librarian facade and Jack wanted to bring that out of her.
He entered the Library and shut the door behind him. Mary wasn’t at her desk. She was nowhere in sight. Jack gave a small run of the Library and found her in a back corner. She was crouching against the corner with a book in one hand, directly in front of her face and her other hand buried in her white cotton panties, moving up and down vigorously. He could hear soft, unintelligible half-moans coming from her mouth as she fingered herself.
Jack watched her. She didn’t see him at first, so engrossed was she in her finger-fucking. Jack deftly opened the fly of his jeans and pulled out his manhood. The massive member had remained at the increased size that the Harvest Goddess had gifted him with. Soft, it was a thick eight inches long and stiff it was a rock hard nine inches. He was easily the biggest guy in the village and the girls wanted a piece of him.
He stood there, stroking himself softly, waiting until Mary’s eyes finally caught the movement out of the corner of her eye and she dropped her book. “Jack!”
“Find any good books to read?” He grinned.
Mary yanked her hand back as Jack approached her. “I’ve been waiting for you to drop by since the Hot Springs, Jack.”
“Wait no more, miss Mary.” Jack smiled. Mary immediately dropped to her knees and cupped his cock in one hand and his bulging sac in the other. She admired it like a rare first edition book she had dreamed of, but only seen from afar. Now it was hers.
Mary placed Jack inside her mouth, his member filling her small mouth nearly to the breaking point. If her mouth was this tiny, how was he going to fit it anywhere else?
“Hmm.” Jack moaned as Mary sucked him. She couldn’t put much into her mouth, but she sucked him hard to make up for it. Occasionally, she would pull it out and lick up the side of his shaft. Her tiny fingers would softly caress his sac and occasionally tickle them, making him fight not to giggle.
Not much time for preamble or foreplay, it was the middle of the day and folks could wander in and out of the Library at any time. Jack leaned down and lifted Mary off his cock and kissed her, their tongues dancing together in her tiny mouth as she made those soft, sweet noises he remembered hearing so well at the Hot Springs. She went back down on him, taking as much as she could in her small mouth, but barely able to come close to half way.
His arm went down and snuck under the lip of her panties, slinking through her crack and finding her cunny--already slick with her previous efforts. Jack’s cock strained against the confines of her small mouth, feeling the tips of her teeth scrape against his sensitive rim.
Mary squealed, feeling his thick, calloused finger worming its way around her wetness. She was already on the brink when he had showed up and this was simply too much. She popped Jack out of her mouth, sending lines of spit flinging into the air. “Jack, I can’t wait any longer. I’ve been waiting for too long.”
Jack knew what she wanted. She was shy, meek, and had read hundreds of trashy romance novels. The way she looked up at him, the way her cheeks burned rosy pink, the short, raspy way she breathed. He knew she wanted him to take her and dominate her. Well, he could accommodate.
Jack reached up and ripped his shirt open, revealing his wiry, muscled frame. He was no gym rat, by any stretch of the imagination, but he was lean and had enough muscle to make sure he wouldn’t be confused for one of Cliff’s boyfriend twinks. Mary gasped as Jack bent down and scooped her up in his arms. He carried her over to a nearby reading bench and laid her down on it.
Jack pressed his engorged head against her sweet pink and she flinched, tensing up. “Oh my goddess, Jack! It’s so big! Please, don’t hurt me!”
“Even if it does, it’ll hurt so-o-o-o good.” Jack grinned and pushed up into her, feeling her tight pussy stretching in the same way her mouth had. Mary shot up onto her hands, her mouth open in a wordless cry as Jack pushed himself up inside her.
“Unh!” Jack grunted. “Mary…so tight.”
“Shit, Jack, you’re too big!” She moaned, “You’re tearing me apart!”
“Hang on.” Jack said, “Almost…almost there.”
“No more!”
Jack finally felt the tip of his cock hitting the base of her cervix, literally filling Mary full. Her little womb was stuffed full of his dick, a thick meat rod that almost seemed to threaten to split her apart. “Jack!”
“Shit, she’s starting to hurt. I gotta do something.” Jack knew she wanted it, so he began to fuck Mary on the bench. Mary’s tense body began a rigid board and her open mouth only produced a raspy gasp as his cock began to slide in and out. Her pussy walls barely lubricated as they slid together. Looking down together, she watched his 9 inches stuff into her pussy again and again.
“AH! J-JACK! ITS TOO MUCH! ITS TOO BIG--MMPH!”
“Sssh!” Jack put a finger to her lips. She had practically screamed
Jack only fucked her harder, increasing his tempo and slamming into her harder. He reached down and ripped her blouse open, popping the buttons off and pulling her bra off so that her modest B-cups were whipped out. She cried in a mixture of ecstasy, pain, and surprise. Jack bent over and suckled on her nipples as he plunged her pink depths with her legs splayed out on both sides of him. Her arms grasped his sleeves in a death lock, her eyes slammed shut and her teeth bared. She was getting the fucking she wanted, though it was starting to prove almost too much for her to take.
Jack wasn’t gentle, but only because he knew she could take it. Every stroke got easier, wetter, until their coupling was drenched with her sweet love juices. Bit by bit, the strained looked on her face eased, the grimace in her mouth turned onto an open gape and her breathing softened and she began to groan.
“So fuckin’ big.” She squeaked. “Never thought it could feel so good!”
Together, they rocked the bench back and forth. Jack was bigger than her, she being a young, petite woman, but a red hot lover in need of what he had. And what he had was a legendary large cock. She pulled him closer, tossing her arms around his neck and hugging onto him as his hips collided with hers roughly.
She licked his ear, sucking on his lobe. She whispered hard in his ear, “Fuck my pussy, Jack. Fuck me hard and make me cum.”
Jack obliged, hearing her chant his name softly in his ear as he fucked her. He reached his hands down and grabbed her tiny, round ass in his hands and lifted her up as she squealed in surprise. She was light and easy to heft, so Jack renewed his efforts and began to jack hammer her tight pussy hard. He watched as her hair bounced wildly, her head hung back loosely and her eyes stared off vacantly as her mind conceived only Jack’s massive member inside her.
He was brutish, but not so much that he drove her away. He had known just what buttons to push. When he’d ripped his shirt off, he looked like one of the hunks off her romance novels. And then he took her in the same manner. She was so aroused by his manly presence, she couldn’t have told him no if she’d wanted to.
She didn’t want to.
And now her body accepted him easily and that sweet sensation that Gray had filled her with so long ago came flooding back ten fold. Jack was a hell of a man and he fucked her like he had to prove it. His cock was a thing of beauty. She would have put an alter up and worshiped his cock like a tiny, fucking god.
It took so little to bring her to climax. She had subdued her sexual nature for so long, that her first penetration had resulted in orgasm. Now, in the weeks since Gray had deflowered her, a daily snack of lemon kept her pussy wet and her fingers busy. She had practiced with a small cucumber and even borrowed a vibrator from Elli, but nothing beat the real thing. The tightness of his hard dick against her pussy walls, the sheer eroticism of Jack embodying her fantasy men. It all became too much and as Jack held her up with his hands, slamming his cock up inside her, she begged Jack to go as fast as he could, “Make me cum, Jack! Make me gush! Fuck me like a man!”
Jack fucked her, slamming her against his cock, shoving up into her so hard and far that he was sure he was penetrating her stomach. Mary took him hard, getting her shit fucked good as Jack made her cum hard. She tossed her legs up straight and screeched softly, “AAAGH!”
Jack fucked her, feeling her pussy gush a quick blast onto his cock. It got her so wet and slippery that Jack nearly bucked her off, if his hands hadn’t been grasping her ass cheeks. She had her arms around his neck, continuously orgasming as Jack hadn’t stopped rampantly fucking her.
“Mary…I’m gonna blow.” He warned. He was curious. Where did she like it?
“Cum in me, Jack.”
“Are you sure?”
“I love it!” She said “Cum in my hot pussy, Jack!”
Jack wasn’t against it, so he slammed hard and fast until his insides wound up and he erupted inside her, shooting a creamy load of cum directly into her womb.
Jack found out why she liked it: her pussy was so small and his cock--or any cock, really--took up so much space inside her that after two or three shots of cum, she was filled to the brim. Every shot after that began to gush and squirt out of her pussy, dripping down her ass and along his cock. Lines of white dripped down his sac and legs.
“Holy fuck, that’s a lot of cum.” Mary gasped. Jack lowered herself off of him and as soon as he popped out, cum began to gush out in great big globs. Mary looked embarrassed and giggled as she fetched her panties. “Goodness, that is a LOT of cum. Jack, haven’t you been with anyone since the Hot Springs?”
“Ah, it’s just been me and myself.” Jack admitted as he stuffed himself back into his jeans. “I was hoping your Pact wasn’t just all talk, Mary. I’ve been looking forward to seeing you.”
“Me too, and that’s a well justified desire.” Mary sighed, shoving her panties up and closing her blouse. She went over to Jack and leaned up on her tip-toes, kissing him sweetly on the lips, “That was wonderful, Jack. You’re a wonderful lover. Forgive my potty mouth, I get nasty when I’m horny.”
“Well, it happens. You’re a classy girl, Mary. Oh, by the way, I didn’t come by just to pork you. I really do need a Farmer’s Almanac.”
“I’ll get that for you right now.” Mary turned around and suddenly found herself almost face-to-face with her mother. She yelled, “EEP! Momma! You startled me.”
Anna looked at the two of them, looking flushed and hastily dressed, “Is everything okay? I thought I heard crying when I was walking past the door to the Library.”
“Everything’s fine.” Mary laughed nervously, “Jack just needs a book.”
Anna nodded and was about to walk off when her eyes drifted to the puddle of cum drying on the floor. She narrowed her eyes, “What’s that?”
Mary froze, but Jack made the save as he stepped forward, nervously chuckling. “Oh, ah…Mary was asking me what a ‘Farmer’s Snort’ is and I showed her and I guess I was a little more congested than I thought I was. I should…probably see Elli at the Clinic and get something. Er…sorry.”
Anna turned up her nose at the idea that the clear-ish puddle of goop on the floor was Jack’s snot, but she accepted it and turned around. As soon as she was out of sight, Jack and Mary let out a small sigh of relief.
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Back in the Church,
“That seems incredibly dishonest to both dishonor Mary’s mother like that.” Carter said.
“Well, yeah, that made me feel a little bad.” Jack admitted, “Anna’s a nice lady and there I was splitting her daughter like a log. But it’s nothing compared to what happened on Tuesday.”
“Oh?” Carter asked, “What happened on Tuesday?”
“Well…ahem…” Jack loosened his collar uncomfortably, “I may have…sort of…instigated some…incest.”
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Author's Note: Yay, we're back! Just a quick note, the next handful of chapters will be chronicling Jack's stud-like domination of every girl in Mineral Town. These chapters will be a little shorter, as I tend to write chapters way too long, sometimes. The Hot Springs Orgy alone took me longer than I wanted, but I did want it worth the effort. However, if I did the plan I have, which is a different pairing every day of the week, like I'm planning then it would be so long that I wouldn't finish it till Christmas. So enjoy Jack and Mary's mid-day tryst. Tame as it is, it sets up another pairing down the road and as Jack's last statement is any indication, next chapter will be when things start to get REALLY nasty and only nastier from there. Enjoy! be back soon!
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