Where it happened: my horse barn
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 3
Category: Straight
I was in the barn one snowy winter day tending to my horses. It was my 1 year anniversary with my boyfriend. He showed up about an hour later and pulled his truck into the barn. He popped in the tape of our songs, took me in his arms, and we danced. We danced through the first couple songs, then we started kissing. Gently at first, then deeper and more passionate. He started backing me towards a pile of clean hay in the corner while untucking my shirt. I stopped him, and gestured toward the hay loft above us. We climbed the ladder and lay down in another pile of hay. He resumed kissing me, then finished unbuttoning my shirt. It was so cold, but he’s a very big guy, so I was plenty warm enough. Our hands moved over eachother’s bodies, then his went down my jeans. I stopped kissing him and looked him in the eyes- the most beautiful green ones I’ve ever seen. I knew what was coming next, so I just smiled and nodded. His two fingers went up inside me. It hurt at first, but then I started to enjoy it. Kissing the entire time, we unzipped eachother’s jeans. I was pretty wet by now and he was as hard as the concrete floor below us. Slowly, carefully he entered me. This also hurt, but as with the fingers, I enjoyed it.
We both heard the snow buzzing and swirling outside the barn door, and we knew we’d better get inside before we got trapped inside. He carefully pulled out, we got dressed and went inside. I said I was gonna take a hot bath to warm up and asked if he wanted to join me. He followed me to the bathroom and we stripped eachother, I turned on the water and waited for the tub to get full. We sexed again while we were waiting. The tub got full and we climbed in. We rubbed eachother down, then he asked if he could wash my hair. I reached over and grabbed a cup. He turned on the faucet and ran some fresh water in there and dumped it over my head. He repeated this til my hair was completely wet. He then started to wash my hair, massaging my head the whole time. It felt really good. He rinsed it, then we sexed one more time in the water before climbing out and drying eachother off. We put our clothes back on and settled on the couch to watch tv. My parents were gone to be with my ailing great grandmother for the weekend and wouldn’t be back until the next day, luckily. He ended up spending the night (mostly because the snow had barricaded the barn door shut and his truck was still inside), but the next afternoon, we dug his truck out of the barn and he left.
I am still seeing him- it’s been 2 years since that weekend, and I will never forget it. Neither will he. We are to be married this coming Spring!
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