The young girl climed the ladder higher and higer she went. Soon, she got to the top and got off onto a wooden platform. She looked out one of the windows of the barn she was in and could see him coming after her. So he had kept her trail and followed her here. He was hard to lose in a game tag. He saw her, she knew she had been found, so with nothing to lose she teasingly yelled to him.”You can’t get me, you can’t get me!”, she laughed.
The boy quickly grabbed at the first rung of the ladder and started up. The girl went to the edge of her platform and, looked over and grabbed a rope she knew was hanging there. The boy reached the top of the ladder and climbed onto the platform just as she swung away from him; he had barely missed her. She swung over and away from him, hanging over a large pile of hay, where she released the rope and fell into the hay.
The boy yelled after her and then dove into the hay. She tried to escape him, to struggle away, but his grip was too strong. She wrestled with him in the hay, unable to escape. He grabbed some hay and stuck it down her shirt. He laughed and dared to stick more hay down the back off her skirt. She cried out, and with her free arm threw hay into his face.
She smiled, laughed, and asked him what he was going to do with her now, now that he had caught her. She blushed and smiled down, unable to meet his look. He rolled on top of her and layed on her to keep her down. He kissed her on her lips as she squirmed. The boy squeezed her small breasts in her shirt and ran his hand over her body. She found herself now unable to resist, and closed her eyes instead. The boy’s hand found its way into her shirt and grasped her breasts. Her shirt was unbuttoned and soon he was licking and sucking on her pretty, little breasts. His hand found its way into her skirt, rubbing over her curly locks hidden in her panties. The boy took down her skirt and then her panties.
She was lying back now, eyes closed, wet to his touch. He tasted her, his tongue lapping at her wetness. He back arched and her back straightened. Soon, she felt her breasts being touched again, and her nipples being lightly sucked. Her hand grasped his hardness, then she took it into her mouth, wrapping her rich red lips around him. He swelled for her, growing at her pleasure. They coupled, in the hay, the smell heightening the pleasure. Above the afternoon sun smiled upon them.
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One night, my date and I went to see a show at the local theater. Apparently, due to being a late show, during the middle of the week, there weren’t many people in the room. We sat in the back, as usual, to get the view of the picture and of the others that were watching it too.Well, the movie that we were watching was a romantic thriller that was going around (perhaps you heard of “9-1/2 weeks”?). The movie was starting to get interesting, when as the actors started to get into one of the make-out scenes, my date had placed her hand on my lap and started to rub my throbbing member. I didn’t expect this from this girl, since this was our first date out, and guess that she was showing some interest, in both the movie and myself.
I decided to take appropriate action; my hand moved onto her leg, and started to trace it’s way up under her skirt. I could feel her move, to allow my hand better access to her privates. I stopped for a second; It just came to me that she wasn’t wearing any panties at all, and that my
fingers were touching her moist,dripping vulva. As I probed her canal with one of my fingers, i could hear my zipper being undone and feel my throbbing member being taken out of its restraints. after a few moments, we were both masterbating each other, while the actors got into it on the screen. We looked at each other, and must of thought the same thing….no one was looking and the theater wasn’t really packed…
She got up and sat down on my lap. I could feel her hands guiding my pulsing rod inside of her dripping mound. As it was going in, she let out a low moan, realizing that she dare not draw any attention to us. Finally, she was sitting completely on my lap, with my rod completely buried inside her. we started to rotate our hips, grinding ourselves together as the movie was going on. Everytime that the something exotic was happening on the screen, we’d both be turned on by it and change our rhythms to match the feelings.
After a few moments, we both built ourselves up — maybe due to the excitement of being caught in the theater, or just doing it in a non-private place. Our bodies trembled, as we both started to drench each other with our respective juices. when the trembling stopped, i reached in my pocket for a hanky, and we disengaged ourselves.
I cleaned myself up, as she reached into her purse for some napkins for herself. We both continued to watch the movie, finding that it was interesting that no one caught us in the act. After the movie was over, we left the theater. This would be a night that we’d both remember…..
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He’s a very naked person. Nudity is his natural state.
Even when he has clothes on, there is always something undressed
about him. He was most certainly undressed in the car that
afternoon. In our own encapsulated world, the interior of a
small Japanese car doing sixty along the Florida Turnpike, he
sat in the passenger’s seat with the clothes he’d squirmed out
of on the floor around his feet. I was shocked and amused, and
having slight difficulty concentrating on my driving. My left
hand held the steering wheel firmly set to its course and my
right hand was playing with the stick-shift. His, that is.
“This is crazy” I said, firmly gripping the base of his
penis and tugging on it. “What if we get pulled over?”
“Don’t speed or anything and we won’t” he said.”Oh!” he
exclaimed, doing a comic double-take. “Hi, officer!”
“Silly” I chided. My hand slid up his shaft and I curled my
fingers around the head. I felt a little drop of wetness
against my palm. “Hmmm!” I said. I squeezed, trying to make
that happen again. I looked in the rearview mirror and saw a
car approaching in the next lane. “Darling…” I said uneasily.
“Don’t worry about the cars” he said. “Just let me know if
you see a truck.” He punctuated the sentence with a grunt, and I
felt a little more wetness. I wiped it away with my index
finger, then raised the finger to my lips and licked it quite
deliberately.
Watching me, he moaned. “Oh, you excite me” he uttered softly.
“Good” I said. I puckered my lips around my finger and
slowly sucked it in and slid it out of my mouth. I did this a
few times, and lapped it lasciviously, while he watched with
wide eyes. “This is what I want to do to your cock” I told him.
“Don’t tantalize me like that!” he groaned. I laughed, then
grabbed him again and vigorously renewed my massaging. A car
passed us on the left, then suddenly slowed down so that we
caught up. I took a quick glance The man in the car was gaping
at us. I broke into an embarrased laugh, sped up and changed
lanes to leave the car behind.
“That guy saw us” I remarked.
“I don’t care” he said. “Do you?”
“Well…” I said. I laughed again. “His eyes looked fit to
explode!” He snickered. “Probably jealous” he said.
“Of me or of you?”
“Of my cock.”
“Oh, you dirty boy!” I squealed. I stroked it with my
fingers. “Though I must admit, it is quite nice.”
“Thank you!” He reached down and retrieved his shirt. “I
guess I really should put my clothes back on, though.”
“Yes, do that.” I let go of him and put my hand on the
steering wheel as he buttoned his shirt and then pulled on his
jeans. He left them unfastened so that his long cock pointed up
from his lap. “Quite nice” I said, reaching over and taking
hold of it again. “Very nice.” I caressed it devotedly for a
few moments while he writhed around in his seat and made
restrained little noises. Another car was approaching.
Hastily, I snatched my hand away and he held his jeans closed.
When the car was passed, we returned to our activity, only for
it to be interrupted similarly a moment later. ”Aren’t we
cool?” I giggled, seeing him trying to cover the unwieldy
appendage between his legs. A few more cars passed, then the
road was clear. I pushed his hand away and discovered that his
cock had softened a bit while the road was busy. “Oops!” I
said, jiggling it. “This won’t do. I want it hard!”
“Well, m’love, you know how to accomplish that.”
“Yes, indeed I do” I said, proceeding. It didn’t take but a
few squeezes to return my plaything to its former state. A few
more and he was once again squirming in his seat. “Feel good?”
I asked.
“Too good” he said with a little difficulty. “Stop. I’m
going to come.”
“Stop? You don’t want to come?”
“Well, I do, but that wouldn’t be fair.”
“Oh, no, baby, yes, it would! I want you to come!”
“No, because I can’t do anything for you!”
“Yes you can. You can come so I can lick my fingers.”
“Oh! You’re impossible!”
“Come on. It’s so nice.” I pulled his cock rhythmically.
“So nice. I want to taste it.” He grunted loudly in response.
“Oh, baby, your cock is so warm and hard. I want you to come so
I can taste you. It’s so warm…so hard…so alive…Why, I can
feel the blood just throbbing in it!”
“And the come…building up…” he added, trying to keep his
voice steady.
“Yes, that too. Come building up…I want it to build up
and build up and build up…until finally it shoots out all
over! All over my hand…and then I’ll lick my fingers and
taste you…and find out if you taste as good as you smell…”
“Do I…smell good?” His breath was getting fast and heavy.
“Most certainly.” I raised my hand to my face and sniffed
it. “And my hand smells like your cock…it smells so good…I
just want to bury my face in it…” I dropped my hand back into
his lap and seized him again. I squeezed his balls and tickled
his cock before once again putting my hand around it and
jerking it. “Come on, baby. Come on” I urged. “Don’t hold
back.”
“Oh, God…” he moaned. “No, it’s not fair!”
“It’s fair! It’s plenty fair! Oh, love, you don’t know how
much you excite me when you moan like that. I want it. I want
you to come. All over. Don’t keep it in.” An uncontrollable
sound spilled from his throat, and I made a soft sound in
response to the zigzags that his display of excitement sent
streaming down my spine.
“Oh, please, oh please…are you sure, baby..you sure…”
“I’m sure! Come on and come, baby! Forget yourself! Let
it all out… all over my fingers…” I rubbed faster in
encouragement.
“Oh, please…oh, yes…faster, please…oh…oh…OH!”
“Someone’s getting carried away” I teased, tugging madly.
“Oh, carried away…oh, yes… oh! ah!… but I’ve
been… uhn! saving it up for you… for later… I want
to… a-ah!… pour it down your throat or spill it all
over…AH! your tits…”
“There’ll be more.”
“Yes, but…not as much…I’ve been…oh! saving it for
you…”
“Well, give it to me now! Pour it out! Just come!”
“Ohhhhh…aaaaahhh, baby…it’s good…oh, feels good….I’m
gonna come, gonna come….gonna…AHHH!” His hips jerked upward
from the seat, and his rapid breathing slid into a long sigh. I
turned my head just in time to see hot, milk-white semen spill
fro m his cock onto my hand. It ran down my fingers and off my
wrist and dripped into his coarse pubic curls. I took my hand
away and started lapping the splash off my knuckles, and noticed
as a last squirt landed on his belly. “Ohh,” he sighed again,
his breathing beginning to slow down. “oh, that was good,
baby…thank you…”
“My pleasure, love” I said, continuing with my driving as he
slumped down in his seat trying to calm down. “I’m so glad you
enjoyed that. I did, too…very much.”
“Oh, not as much as I did!”
“Maybe not quite as much as that, but still very much.”
“Oh, good, baby…I felt so selfish.”
“Well, don’t. It made me feel good to make you feel good.”
I reached over and stroked his neck. “Besides, I’ll get mine
later.” I ruffled his hair. “Won’t I?” I added coyly. “Won’t I
just?”
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