Once we reached the barn, I knew things would change between us. He hadn’t hesitated in patting me on the butt. Brushing his arms against me, and even my chest, as he helped me change into my boots. He couldn’t keep his hands off me, and I did my best to flirt with him, from the moment we left the house.
“I didn’t know if you wanted to see more of the ranch.”
He growled as he stood in front of me. So, close that I could smell his woody scent and his breath smelled of beer. As if he’d had some just before coming to the ranch, even if it was a little early in the day.
“No. I just wanted to know if you meant the things that you said in your letters. The part about wanting us back home and missing us?”
I nodded, finding myself speechless. I’d given him permission to do what was written all over his face. He lifted me into his arms, taking me into one of the empty stable and gently laying me on the hay.
He began to undress slowly, not to tease or be a tease, but because he could barely take his eyes off of me. He’d stop to let his eyes linger in different places every now and then.
“Little Daisy is all grown up. And hot as hell,” he said as he let his shirt fall from his fingers and joined me on top of the light blue comforter.
I turned into him; my shyness long gone. Perhaps later I’d wonder if this was right or not, I might feel awkward later, but for now this man who had fascinated me so very much was getting naked and stripping me down to fuck me in the barn. He was far too tempting.
I moved towards him, then brushed my fingers against his lips before I dipped my fingers into his straight, light brown hair, the strands silky and soft.
What would happen if someone found out about what we’d been doing?
Everyone had started a rumor of me being a lesbian and it felt easier to let them think that, so the guys would leave me alone. They didn’t know my heart was already taken and I was embarrassed about being twenty-three and now having my virginity taken too. I reached out to touch him, his wide chest strong and powerful, and the tanned skin was silky smooth.
I wanted to feel its silkiness against my lips, so I kissed his muscles, until he was completley naked. Smooth as satin silky skin met my lips and I wanted to explore the rest of him. No, more was he stripping but I was helping him take off his clothes. As I unbuckled his belt, undid his button and then his zip, I inhaled his scent, because going on my knees and pulling his pants down. All this was new to me, but I was behaving like a woman of experience. I looked up and saw the smirk on his face. He was loving it.
“I love your smell, Dean,” I whispered to him as my tongue darted out, before gliding down his leg. He moved one leg, and then the other. He wasn’t shy about being naked in front of me.
“Get up! I’ve been dying to take that dress off, from the moment you came down the stairs.”
I smiled, knowing that I had this effect on him. His cock, was ever growing and I loved seeing it at its full length.
Oh my he was big. No fucking big. I’d never seen a cock before, but it was so big that it frightened and excited me at the same time.
His hips thrust up into mine where our bodies met when I began to suck at the tight flesh. His hand slid up my back, and then the dress which was on my body became a thing of the past. The only thing stopping his big, fat cock from entering me, was the thin black G-string that I bought.
He moaned that time and thrust up into me again. I leaned up on one arm and slid the other between our bodies to close my hand around his hard cock, stroking him until he was even harder.
He shivered with pleasure and closed his eyes as pleasure took over him.
I moved a little, putting a little space between us before I began to stroke him faster with my fingers. They moved over him with more knowledge about how to do it now. Mainly, I watched him, noting what pace made him gasp, what stroke made him thrust up into my hand faster, and what grip made him swear with complete and total abandon.
Dean was almost completely lost by the time he finally put his hand over mine to keep me from taking him over the edge. His body shook, his cock hard and purple, pre-cum making my strokes glide slick and wet over his length.
“Stop, Daisy, I don’t want to come right now. I want to fuck you too much.”
I started to protest, I wanted to make him come in a variety of ways, but he moved quickly and flipped me around, his head landing directly between my thighs. Now that was some expert level shit.
I gasped as Dean went straight for my throbbing clit, his tongue laving at me with quick hard strokes designed to get me off quickly. His fingers slid into my pussy, and he started to fuck me with his tongue and his fingers.
My body reacted faster than my brain and my fingers dug into his hair, clutched at it to hold him in place as I rode his face with greedy need.
“That’s it, Dean, just like that,” I gasped out to him, making sure he knew it felt good, so he wouldn’t stop, so he’d keep doing it, so I could fly apart all over again.
He didn’t stop, he did it all faster, harder, deeper until I exploded again on his face, flooding his tongue as he sent me over the edge. His fingers plunged into me, finding just the right spot to make me climb high all over again just as I started to come down.
I hadn’t expected to come that quickly, but I wasn’t about to complain either, not when it felt so good, and I went off again. He reached into his pocket and , slipped on a condom, and slid up to plunge into my pussy. I followed right behind him a few minutes later, came apart all over again, when he lost all control and shouted my name with a guttural cry.
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