When we broke apart, I had a wicked smile on my face and a wicked idea in my mind.
“My brother and I used to play hide and seek around here.”
“That’s just a terrible pickup line,” Keira said with a smile, her eyes lit with mischief.
I said nothing, but stood on a chair in the corner of the room and grabbed a handle in the ceiling. I pulled and the trap door opened up, a ladder unfolding from it as it came.
“Emergency hay loft,” I explained. “It’s kept stocked up but people only ever come here when the barns are empty.”
I could see the slight flush in Keira’s cheek and the quickening of her breath —she liked the idea but perhaps wasn’t willing to admit how much.
“I’ve got work to do down here, you know,” she said.
“I’ll help.”
“I think that would look suspicious.”
“So is that a ‘no’?”
In answer, Keira walked across to the ladder and began to climb up. “I was due for a break, anyway.”
***
For all the romantic fiction and low budget porn films that make it seem either romantic or exciting, fucking in a hayloft is not all it’s cracked up to be. It’s very soft and sweet smelling, but it’s also itchy and provides next to no lumbar support. There are often mice, and you end up picking the strands out of your hair for days to come. In fact, sex in a hay loft depends entirely on one thing—the person you’re with. With the right person, all that other stuff faded into nothing and the romantic fantasy came to life.
Without hesitation, I leaned forward and pressed my mouth to Keira’s as I slowly lowered her to the ground. Her soft, warm lips parted slowly, granting me access, and the tip of her wet tongue slid out first, surprising me and spurring me on. I greeted her with my own, our tongues fighting in combat. Taking over the kiss, my mouth captured her moans, her submission to my embrace. The taste of her lips filled me with a need to devour more of her. All of her. Bringing my hands down into her hair, I lightly pulled at it as I gently bit down on her bottom lip, tugging it between my teeth. Breaking our kiss for a second, I repositioned myself, bringing my knee between her legs, and then I leaned forward, claiming her mouth again.
Keira’s heavy breathing filled the hayloft as she began to grind herself up against my leg, seeking the friction she needed. My greedy hands worked to pull down her top, exposing her perfect tits in a white lacy bra. Her stiff nipples were outlined by the thin material, and they seemed to beg for my attention. Squeezing one tightly between my thumb and finger, I rolled over the fabric, and Keira moaned at the pressure, rubbing faster against my leg. Her hand reached for my pants, flicking the button open, and anticipation flowed through me, making my cock even harder. Her hand slid inside, pulling it out of its confines, and her tight grip squeezed my shaft firmly. The soft pad of her thumb ran along the head of my cock, and she got up on her elbows, pushing me back so that I was sitting up too. She leaned forward, and her pink tongue slowly darted out, tasting me as her sparkling eyes looked up at me, gauging my reaction.
Christ, she was so hot.
I leaned back down, and my mouth crushed hers again, fighting past her lips like a parched man in the desert who’d just found an oasis. My hand moved down her body, seeking out the lacy panties beneath her uniform, and after pulling the material aside, I glided a finger down her bare center, finding her slick and hot. Spreading her open, I slid one finger into her tightness, groaning at the snug heat, and I pulled out slowly before entering her again with a second finger.
Her hips moved in a rhythm with my pumping fingers, rolling in a desperate effort to come already, and I grinned. “Be patient,” I said, leaning down and murmuring against her ear.
Then I moved all the way down between her legs, sliding her panties all the way off, and Keira moaned in frustration as I blew warm breath on her sweet pussy.
“Stop…teasing…me,” she managed to gasp out as I pressed my fingers against the sweet spot inside her.
I darted my tongue out and ran it up her slit, and her hips replied to the action, pushing up into my face. I pulled my fingers out of her before settling my mouth on her clit, letting my tongue do all the work now, and as she let out a soft whimper of pleasure, I rewarded her with more pressure. Her legs seized up, locking around my head, and I knew I’d found the right spot. I quickly pulled away. As much as I wanted to make her explode this very second, I wanted to feel her tightening around my cock when she came.
I pulled a condom out of my pocket, and as I ripped it open with my teeth, I took my cock in my hand and stroked it a few times before sliding the protection down over it.