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| His kiss is harder than the first one I can't help but notice that as he talks to me, his nipples are erect Wrapping my right leg up over his ass I hold his hips as I move back and forth along him, lubing his cock, sucking, exploring I suck on his lips, drawing them into my mouth as we kiss The sounds of our panting and moaning fill the barn His hands are not as rough as I would've thought " I explain that I am visiting the neighbors and was out for a walk when I spotted his ranch Pushing the shirt up over the bra, he slides down my body and kisses up my stomach A white pick-up truck is parked there so perhaps there's actual LIFE there, of the human kind His pecs look so deliciously hard He bites into my shoulder as he thrusts harder, the pace becoming more rapid, more intense I can see his blue eyes staring up at me, watching for approval Even in jean shorts and a denim button down shirt, I still feel as though I look city He presses his lips to my pussy, tenderly As he walks by me, I catch a faint smell of sweat, hay, and animal Now that I was here, I thought I'd try again I bend down between the posts of the fence and squeeze through I am NOT disappointed when he undoes that oversized belt buckle, unzips his jeans, and reveals a lack of underwear Then he tends to himself, dressing, and reminding me of that ride back to my friends' ranch that he promised, as he tips his hat to me I haven't done a dry hump since high school! He sits up on me, balancing his weight, so he can remove the other glove His hands on my hips, adjusting me until he has every inch inside me He stands behind me His thrusts are shorter now He slips them off my feet, parts my thighs, and stops to admire my smooth pussy And when my lover does thrust, his ass cheeks clench under my hands and he grunts His breath is on my back He steadies me on the bale, still holding my hand I lead him over to a wooden ladder that reaches into a loft His crotch grinds down against mine His sweet sounds motivate me to be merciless not that I am complaining! He bends me backward as he kisses me, laying me down onto my back The flesh in his mouth, I can feel his teeth pulling gently The sight of him makes me mutter an "Oh My God His teeth graze mine as he jams his tongue deep into my mouth He holds my panties and shorts for me to step into and zips me closed He is not playing around His thrusts are minimal He takes my sore hands from the ladder and leads me back to the hay bale where he helps me to dress I would moan his name if I only knew it " Considering that I am not a church going woman or even a God fearing woman, I am suddenly considering converting The smell of animals and hay replaced by the smell of sex and the tastes of each other on our lips I am completely nude for him now, as he is for me His honey blond bush is trimmed closely He turns around to find me standing there, gawking His hands on my head, he's grasping at strands of hay and hair He turns around suddenly, unaware that I am so near, and I back up over a bale, falling I reach up and wipe the droplet from his mouth I hear his voice crackling as he moans an "oh Jesus Christ" as my mouth slides down his shaft Being the cautious woman that I am, I decide to follow the post fence that outlines the perimeter of the property My friends never mentioned neighbors so I didn't expect to find anyone so close by, especially someone like this! In the barn, a shirtless man is moving bales of hay He's making his way down my body, unsnapping the shorts as he goes I move my lips to his growing shallow and more urgent With a serious look in his eye, hands on each side of my head, bracing himself, he leans down to kiss me again He's got what looks to be a magnificent erection in his jeans His ragged fingertips tuck into my panties, nails faintly raking into my skin as he lowers both panties and shorts He grabs another bale from the back of his truck and carries it past me I am becoming so wet Climbing up one rung, my bottom is level to his groin I desperately needed a break from city dwelling His lips part and his tongue snakes out, rimming deeper, into the inner lips and entrance of my pussy, up one side and down the other I hear him moan as he enters me, impaling me with his tongue, keeping it stiff as his face moves back and forth, fucking my bare, pink slit He kicks his boots off with a flirtatious grin He sucks down my body Though he just gave me his seed, he is still semi hard inside me I so desperately want to touch my palms to his chest and run my fingers through his chest hair, savoring those erect little nipples under my palms but I behave and smile and nod at whatever it was he was saying I use his hands to pull myself up off the hay His hat toppled off during his rescue of me so now I get an ever better view of his eyes I don't know if it's been a while for him or if he doesn't have a girlfriend but he seems ravenous, and who am I to deny his hunger? Pushing my breasts together, creating one hell of a cleavage, he dips both cups down and sucks and licks at my tits, lapping and bathing me with his saliva, drawing nipples into his mouth, making them stiffen and ache Joining me in the cab of the truck, I watch his face and his body as he drives down that country dirt road, returning me to my friends He moves to mount me on the bale but I sit up quickly, pushing his taut stomach upward Considering that I couldn't even manage to get my leg up over his back, I gave up and decided this would be a good time to take up hiking (in the city, the most hiking you get is running for a bus or away from muggers) Releasing his head from my mouth, I take his hands into mine and kiss the palms of each hand His tongue enters me I can taste grains of salty sweat from the skin around his mouth He begins to walk toward me, making my heart skip a beat, only to open his truck door and retrieve a thermos I have only ridden a horse once in my life and it was a miserable experience I can only stand and admire this earthy Adonis, speechless for one of the few times in my outspoken life My tongue pushes past his teeth, searching for his tongue His hands leave the ladder and grab my hips He doesn't release my body until his cock finally goes soft Normally, I would be disgusted by the "aroma therapy" but after seeing his blue eyes and an angelic, almost boyish face, I am entranced His cock swells and I feel the first rip of a torrent of cum shooting inside me I arch; the small of my back lifting off the hay, a gasp as I raise up Lips around his swollen, thick mushroom, I do my best to take him in I rub in a side to side motion, rolling the ridge of flesh under my tongue The muscles in his shoulders and back are simply breathtaking to me The thorough way he covers me causes me to open more, allowing him even more access, for I want his mouth over every inch of me His licks are soft and sweet He reaches around my body, embracing me, burying his face into my shoulder blades, kissing my skin, swaying his hips from side to side I should be ashamed to admit that I am so 'citified' that I almost refused the free vacation His cock erect like a divining rod I can feel him lifting my body slightly with each thrust upward His cock disappears into my face, cheeks hollowing as I suck deeper, harder, head angled so I can go to the very base of him I can feel my pussy readying herself for him Whispering "thank you" as I move closer, my eyes close and I softly kiss his lips He buttons each button of my shirt sweetly, intently His hands are encased in workman's gloves I reach behind and take his hard ass in my hands, gripping for dear life He looks down my body, to my face, silently asking permission I quickly undo my denim shirt and slide it off, letting it fall into a heap on the hay covered floor He smiles and thanks me, addressing me as "ma'am His shaft just forth, proudly standing Gently, he guides his cock up into me, making me grip the ladder harder as he fills me My bra follows quickly and his cock My body betrays every "cultured" bone I thought to have in my body, and I moan "OH GOD" as he plies me and continues to lick and suck even thru the fabric of my shirt After all, what is there to do on a ranch but watch where you're stepping? As much as I try to chalk all of this "good ol' country living" up to cutesy hogwash, I can't help but enjoy the sun on my skin, the breeze at night, and the lulling sounds of sheep and cattle bleeting into the night air Leaning back down and licking against my throat, he slips his left hand up under my shirt I can't help but follow him around like a puppy dog as he stacks bales Holding my hand, he leads me to his truck I move under him, against him, dry humping what now feels like a burgeoning erection His hands both settle on my breasts, greedily squeezing, almost painfully His lips suck my full outer lips into his, tugging softly His touch is so amazingly gentle; it matches that sweet almost cherub-like face I can feel his sack slapping against my clit He straddles the bale of hay, and ME He's wearing a white cowboy hat, jeans, and boots His tight scrotum presses to my chin He continues to work as I speak He kisses my sex He's almost finished for the day and has offered to give me a lift back to my friends' ranch He kisses up over the lacy cup of my bra, and tugs the cup down His palm cups over the cup of my bra, kneading my tit I hand it back to him and he replaces the cap He readily opens for me I can look up at him with my dark brown eyes and watch his teeth clench and his eyes squeeze shut I push my ass against his groin, forcing my cunt down on him I follow him into the barn Not missing a beat, his mouth sucks my nipple into it His chest is fairly hairy but not ape-like He is methodical, thorough, tender, and wonderful beyond belief His fingertips trail over my soft, hairless pubis He pushes my thighs up so my knees are to my chest, parting me with his incredible tongue, he rims down into my tight bottom I reach my free hand to his face and caress the skin I suspected was so incredibly soft Sitting on the edge of the bale, I look up into his eyes and open for his cock I pull back to his head and press the flat of my tongue against the nerve under his head He moves from hole to hole, driving me crazy for him Oh well, who's going to see? A bunch of horses, sheep, and cows won't really care Just as I think I can take no more, he kisses my buttocks and stands His mouth sucks hard at my neck, sure to leave a mark It's as though the blood flowing into his cock, the pulsing alone, is his thrust Bare breasts to the ladder, I cling and whisper for him to fuck me This cowboy is NOT shy after all He doesn't just spread, lick, and finger like so many men do in such a mechanical way " My eyes are scanning his body He opens my door the way any gentleman would and doesn't shut it until I am safely inside, like some precious cargo I would've pegged him as shy but perhaps I am wrong The blood filling my face in embarrassment is now becoming a sex flush When he's off the hay bale, between my knees, he unzips my shorts Removing one of his gloves, he wipes the sweat off his brow, tilting his hat up off his brow Using the barn as a guide, I walk toward that direction A drip of coffee lingers to his lower lip and I take the opportunity when I see it Once inside, he grips the outer sides of the ladder and begins to thrust I can actually see another farm house and barn in the distance He smiles and greets me with a slightly accented "Hello My friends own a ranch in the country and invited me to stay I poise one foot on the rung above to spread me for him I nod and give it, shivering with anticipation His pace is slow but deliberate He sucks like a hungry animal I reach my hands under his arms and rake my wine painted nails down his sides, causing him to jump and bite my lip as he pulls away, giggling from my touch He tenderly slips the bra over my arms and reaches behind to clasp it He covers my lips in soft kisses He's obviously been busy for a while because he's glowing with sweat He brings his head to my parted lips and presses it into me Holding tightly to the ladder, I grunt as I push back against him and he plunges deeper, surge after surge of warm cum inside me and it is He offers me a drink of now lukewarm coffee and I gladly accept (drinking from his thermos is hopefully not the only time I'll get to "swap spit" with him) I cross an open pasture and jump over a small stream I would be embarrassed except that he's quick to grab my hand and keep me from toppling ass-over-head backwards And even though every city bone in my body is repulsed by the smell of the barn and the stereotype of a cowboy, I can't help but admit that I am taken aback by this vision of country hunkdom He nuzzles against me I am enjoying the power my mouth seems to have on him |
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