Days had passed since Jim and I had been in the barn, but I couldn't take my mind off the thought of him licking me down there. He'd been on the other side of the property patching fences after a storm rolled through that knocked down a number of trees. He acted strangely when he was at the farm. At first, I thought he was mad about something because he kept looking away whenever I tried to get his attention. I was waiting for him to go into the barn so we could be alone, but then I realized that he was looking towards the barn whenever he turned away. He wanted me to go to the barn as badly as I wanted him to go.

I went to the barn and waited to see if Jim would follow. He joined me in the loft a few minutes later. "We don't have much time, so you'd best be getting out of them britches. Pull them titties out while you're at it," he said, eyeing me up like I was Sunday dinner. Jim licked his lips when he saw my already erect nipples.

He leaned in and sucked one into his mouth, while cupping and squeezing my other breast. With his free hand, he reached between my legs and started sliding his finger through my already wet pussy. I was dripping from the anticipation of what he would do with me today. His thick finger penetrated me, plunging in and out for a minute or two before lifting me onto a stack of hay bales. Jim kissed my boobies, down my belly, over my navel, all before getting to my pussy. "Missy, I'm gonna eat you like a plate of buttered biscuits," he said as he took a big whiff of my pussy.

Jim brushed my pubic hair aside, exposing the puffy, pink petals of my flower. He licked up one side and down the other, then back again. His tongue felt indiscribably incredible when he swirled it around my naughty nub. The way he held it in his teeth and flicked it back and forth with the tip of his tongue. He grabbed my breasts, squeezing them while rolling my nipples with his fingers and thumbs. He then drove his tongue in and out of my hole, fucking me with it.

"Ah gaahh!" I grabbed handfuls of hair, humping and grinding myself into his mouth. My countless orgasms crashed through me like waves battering the shore in a storm. I wrapped my legs around his head, locking it in place through one especially powerful climax. "Uh, Ah, God, Jim, Don't stop! Please, don't stop!" I moaned when he tried to pull away.

Jim finally broke free from my stranglehold. "We have to hurry, honey," he gasped, wiping away my thick white cunny cream that clung to his moustache.

He gently pushed me to my knees and pulled out his throbbing, erect penis, telling me to put the tip in my mouth like I had the other day. Taking my hands, he showed me how to stroke it while keeping the tip in my mouth. "Lick the head like last time, Missy."

I managed to keep his tip in my mouth while licking and stroking his cock all at the same time. Saliva poured from my mouth and down my chin, coating his member. My hand glided effortlessly over his shaft as I pumped his man meat. I could feel the beat of his heart thumping through his steely rod as I stroked him. "Try doing it without your hands." I lifted my head, asking what he meant. "Just take me in and out of your mouth while you suck on it," he said, pulling my hands off of his penis.

I did as he asked, but I could only get him halfway into my mouth. My head bobbed up and down on his shaft while I sucked his cock. Before long, trickles of drool had covered my neck and breasts. I must have been doing it right, because Jim grabbed my head and began to hump his hips, forcing his massive cock deeper into my mouth. "Uh. Ahh. That's it, Missy. Here it comes," Jim grunted.

He squirted with such force that it splashed back into my nasal cavity, tickling my nose. I managed to keep his cock in my mouth when I let out a violent sneeze, shooting some of Jim's silvery white man milk out of my nostrils. It, too, oozed off my face and onto my tits. I gagged and coughed, trying to clear my throat. I finally had to pull Jim's cock out of my mouth before I threw up all over his lap. I snorted in through my nose, sucking his seed into my mouth, and swallowed it like a big ball of snot.

Jim said that we should hurry back to work before anyone noticed that we were gone. He went out the front of the barn, and I went around the back. The scent of Jim's musky jizz lingered in my nostrils the rest of the day, making me long for our next lustful liaisons. I was supposed to head into town with my parents the next morning, and came up with a plan so I could stay behind. I got up earlier than normal and put my plan into action.

The next morning, while we were getting into the pickup truck, Jim walked up, saying that one of our cows had wandered off. My father looked a little miffed and wanted to postpone our trip, but I said I would stay behind and help find her. As they pulled out of the driveway, Jim said he'd check the pasture again.

"She ain't in the pasture," I grinned.

"How do you know?"

"Cuz I tied her up in the barn, I so I could stay behind and help find her. They'll be gone most of the day, so we won't have to worry about being caught," I said, heading into the barn.

Jim followed me up to the hay loft, where I had spread out a blanket on a makeshift bed of hay. "Why don't we go to your bedroom?"

"Because we'll hear anyone coming from a mile away," I pointed at my parents as they drove down the gravel road.

"You really like it, don't you?"

"Hell, I'd let you lick me every day if I could," I grinned, wondering where Jim learned such oral sorcery. Still, I wasn't sure I'd want to hear that he'd been with a bunch of other women, and hoped that he'd seen it in some girly magazine.

I felt myself getting wet as I watched Jim strip out of his clothes, and his cock came into view. I wanted to suck Jim's cock as much as I wanted him to lick me. Doing it felt dirty and exciting at the same time. We lay on the blanket next to each other, and Jim kissed me for the first time. I opened my mouth slightly like I had seen in the movies. I cautiously let my tongue enter Jim's mouth to see if he would reciprocate in kind. It was my first real kiss, and it was everything that I had dreamed it would be.

Jim slid his hand up my naked body, taking my breast and squeezing it as if he were kneading dough. He moved his mouth to my nipple, sucking and swirling it in his mouth. "Lick my pussy, Jim. Please lick my pussy," I whined like a pouty child begging to get her way. He got between my legs and buried his face in my bush, and plowed his tongue through my pussy lips. Just when I thought it couldn't get any better, he slid a finger inside me, thrusting it while he pleasured my clit with his tongue. I was so horny that I was cumming in minutes. "Hot damn. That feels sooo goood," I squealed.

"Slow down, Missy. Remember, we've got all day. Why don't you suck on my pecker for a bit?" he said, lying on the blanket next to me.

Jim's long cock stood straight and tall, like a flagpole. I gripped it like it was Bessy's udder, squeezing it and making a bead of shimmering liquid come out of the piss hole. I licked it off like I had the other day. It tasted different than before, sweet and slightly salty. I squeezed more of it out of the tip and lapped it up a few times before taking his cock into my mouth.

The veins along his shaft pulsed on my tongue as I took his cock in and out of my mouth. I kept having to stop so that I could take a breath until I realized that I could breathe through my nose even with his big cock in my mouth. My head bobbed up and down on his cock as I slobbered his knob. Over time, my gag reflex lessened, and I was able to take more of his cock into my mouth.

Jim reached between my legs and slid a finger into my pussy while I continued to suck his cock. His thick finger thrust in and out of my cunt in sync with my sucking action. It was extremely erotic, and I humped his finger as I imagined that his dick was pumping into my pussy. I felt a warm flush of climax flood my vagina as I came. Sensing my arousal, Jim pulled me on top of him and buried his face in my cunt. He drove his tongue into my pussy, driving it into my hole.

He reached up and grabbed my tits, squeezing them and pinching their nipples while I ground my muff into his mouth. The whole time, I never missed a beat on his cock. It felt so incredible that I never wanted it to end. I wanted to make Jim feel as good as I did, but as much as I tried, I couldn't get any more of his cock into my mouth. I gripped the base of his shaft and moved it in unison with my mouth. It must have been working, cuz he started humping his hips just like I was. We both started moaning like crazy, and then without warning, Jim began to squirt his bitter-sweet cream, filling my mouth. I gulped it down while he continued to thrust his cock into my mouth until he finished squirting.

I wasn't done with him yet and kept humping his face. That's when he moved one of his hands between my legs and shoved a finger back into my cunt. He fingered and licked my clit at the same time until I screamed in ecstasy. "Ahh fuck, Jim. I'm so fucking hard!" I lay on top of him, gasping for air, trying to catch my breath.

The next thing I knew, I was waking up in his arms. It was around noon by my judgment—plenty of time for us to mess around some more. I made up my mind that I was up for anything, including doing the deed. I was nearly seventeen, and it was time for someone to bust my cherry. I wanted it to be with a man, not some fumbling boy from school after a school dance. And after going this far with Jim, I knew I could trust him not to hurt me.

I knew that it would be safe because when my mother had told me about my monthly cycle, she also explained the rhythm method and how there were safe days a woman could have sex and not get pregnant. The only part I remembered was that you wouldn't get pregnant if you did it during the seven days before my period. My boobs were tender, I was horny as hell, and I knew I was in that safe window.

Jim felt me stir and hugged me tighter, "Morning,"

"What happened?" I asked groggily.

"You fell asleep on top of me."

"I'm sorry,"

"Makes no nevermind. I enjoyed holding you while you slept. Besides, it gave us time to recoup so that we can do it again."

I raised my lips to his, kissing him while I threw a leg over his pelvis. I sat, straddling him, while rubbing my wetness along his re-energized fuck stick. My breasts dangled in his face as I humped his cock. Jim lifted his head and playfully bounced his face against my titties. He then grabbed them, holding them to his face while he sucked back and forth on my nipples. Each suck sent tingles through my cunny, bringing me closer to orgasm.

I swivelled my hips around, trying to align the tip of his cock with my opening. When it was just right, I pressed myself against him, trying to get his head inside my pussy. Jim popped my nipple out of his mouth, saying, "We ought not be messin with that hole, Missy." I told him what my mother had told me and explained that it should be safe.

"There ain't nothing safe when it comes to baby makin. All that business about not getting pregnant on you're first time or doing it underwater is old wives' tales. We can try it if you're sure you want to, but you have to be quick when I tell you to get off me. That I can pull out and squirt somewhere other than your pussy."

"And just where would that be?" I asked, licking my lips.

He lay there while I humped on the tip of his cock. I thrust my hips down a little harder with each downward thrust. That's when Jim grabbed me by his hips and started thrusting into me as well. There was a slight pain as his cock forced its way past my hymen, but nothing to make me stop what I was doing. "Arrgh, Gahd. It's big," I groaned as the head of his cock slid into my pussy.

I was careful not to get too carried away and be too slow getting off his cock. Jim didn't have a good feeling about the rhythm method, regardless of what my mother had told me. Maybe a combination of the two would do the trick, and we wouldn't have an accident. That's what my aunt called it when she and Uncle Mark got pregnant before their wedding. I still remember my grandfather perched on the edge of the church pew, ready to pounce on Mark if he tried to make a run for it.

It was exactly how I had fantasized about. A big, strong man, sucking my titties while I fucked his dick. I rode his cock until the pain gave way to pleasure and ultimately to climax. "Ahh, fuck me, Jim. Fuck me. Make me cum. Make me yours," I moaned. I sat bolt upright, riding Jim's cock like a barrel racer. My hips thrust forward and back as I ground the head of his cock against my womb.

"Get it, girl!" Jim laughed as he matched my thrusts. "Oh, God, Missy. Your little cooter feels so good. I could do this to you forever!" I thought forever was a long time. But yes, I could see doing this with Jim for the rest of my life.

Jim flipped me off of him and squeezed his cock at the base until the urge to shoot diminished. When he calmed down enough to continue, he told me to get on my hands and knees so that he could fuck me from behind. His large hands grabbed my haunches as he pounded his man meat into my cunt. The sound of our flesh slamming together echoed through the still air. "Fuck me, Jim!" I cried through a torrent of orgasms. I collapsed face-first onto the blanket while I caught my breath.

Jim rolled me onto my back and climbed back on top of me, and fucked me while I lay there like a wet noodle. He cupped and squeezed my titties while he nibbled their nipples. Jim pumped me even harder when I wrapped my long legs around his waist. Each orgasm was stronger than the last. I wrapped my legs tighter, squeezing him tightly, clenching muscles that gripped his cock. "Oh, God, Missy. I uh. I, I, I'm cumming!" he cried, trying to untangle from my legs. I felt a jet of warm cum shoot up my pussy. Then, a second before, he could clamber off of me.

We both knew what had happened. We knew Jim had loosed his seed inside of me. I remained calm, believing what my mother had said to be true. Jim, on the other hand, was a bit panicked. "Climb up here and sit on my mouth," he said. I straddled his head and spread my pussy lips as I lowered myself onto his open mouth. Jim stuck his tongue into my cunt as far as he could, sucking his come out of me the best that her could. He licked me so good that I came a bunch more times.

We spent the rest of the day together doing chores and talking. Sometimes we'd kiss, and other times he'd sneak a feel of my titties, saying, "I can't get enough of you, Missy." I felt the same about him. As much as I wanted to take him back into the barn one more time before my folks got home, I knew that we couldn't risk it. Not because we'd get caught, but because of how I was beginning to feel. I knew that I wanted him to do this to me today and every day for the rest of my life.

We'd only been intimate a few times, and I was afraid. I was afraid that this would only ever be stolen, sweaty moments hidden in the barn, but I was even more terrified to call it what it was becoming: love.