I made no attempts to touch her nakedness with my bare hand. Looking back, she probably would have let me. Instead, I let the towel do the cleaning and then turned to clean up my own mess.
Katie bit her lip and looked over my naked body. “Tomorrow. Same time?”
***
We kept up our mutual masturbation sessions for a couple of weeks. It was so regular and so much fun that I gave up my own private masturbation and simply waited for our usual fun together. I found I had bigger loads when I didn’t do it as often and Katie seemed to revel in feeling my cum splashing against her naked tits.
The work day seemed interminably longer than ever before. I simply couldn’t wait for the day to end so I could go up into the barn and jerk off with Katie, and for a couple of days it showed in my work. Master had to warn me more than once to focus on what I was doing.
Once we got upstairs, our precious time seemed to fly by so fast. Still, our orgasms were wonderful and it was more enjoyable sharing them with Katie. But after a couple of weeks, we found something even better.
Katie had already brought herself to one climax and I was stroking away towards my first when Katie interrupted me. “Johnny, move over to the quilt.”
I stopped half-stroke, puzzled. But she got up and kept motioning me over.
I slid across the hay and settled into Katie’s usual spot. For a moment, I thought she just wanted to switch places; a change of scenery, that’s all. But then Katie moved over my body and pressed at my shoulders to make me lay back. And I began quaking in anticipation.
Katie straddled my hips and while lying down atop me, she leaned forwards to kiss me with an urgency and passion we had rarely shared before. Automatically, I wrapped her willowy body in my arms, crushing her breasts into my chest. I felt the wet heat between her legs warm against my bare skin.
My pecker found itself trapped between her legs, and when she began to grind her hips against me I felt as if I would die of pleasure.
Katie pulled away, that grin on her face again. She fiddled with her hair and pinned it back behind her ears, and then slid down my body until her face was right at my crotch.
For a moment, she took my tool into her hands, examining it for the first time, testing its hardness. I felt the eager pleasure of just having it held in her bare hands. And then, without warning, she took it into her mouth, her lips gliding across the skin and her tongue bathing it with a tender lick.
My eyes just about bugged out of their sockets when she did that, and then instinct kicked in and I was thrusting my hips, shoving the meat of my manhood into her throat.
Katie gagged and freaked out for a moment, choking just a bit and backing off. I stopped; suddenly afraid I had hurt her.
She fought to breathe again, but then smiled at me. “Did you like that?”
“Like it?” I wondered. “I loved it! What possessed you to do that?”
Katie leaned forwards and gave my shaft another long lick, this time prepared to see it jump. “You’re not the only one to spy on the Masters.”
Then I was in her mouth once again, her hand sliding up and down the shaft in a tight ring, her tongue dancing on my head. The feelings were absolutely incredible. I’d masturbated before. But this was a million times better than anything I’d ever experienced. My brain shut down completely, unable to deal with the overwhelming sensations.
My eyes rolled back into my sockets, and then after only a few more moments, I felt my balls tightening and then stars burst off in my head, a guttural yell ripping out of my throat as I came, exploding white hot liquid into Katie’s mouth.
This caught her completely by surprise. And as she gagged on the first shot, she lost her lip lock around my pecker and then the second shot went off right in her face. I watched a stringy jet of semen glob just above her eye, and then with her hand still automatically pumping me, let loose several more shots into her face before I started slowing down, splattering across the naked skin of her breasts. Barely a minute had passed.
Both shocked and delighted, Katie looked inward and tasted the cum I plastered against her tonsils. “It’s rather salty.” Katie then scooped my cum off her face with a finger, and then popped it into her mouth to experimentally taste for any difference.
Katie took a couple minutes to continue cleaning my jism off her body and mull over the flavor. My chest was heaving as I tried to catch my breath. I stared wide- eyed at this blonde beauty, amazed at what she had just done to me and what she was still doing.
“Mmm. Let’s do that again!” she enthused.
Nothing in the world would make me happier. I shook my head vigorously up and down.
Still grinning, Katie leaned forwards and again took me into her mouth. The shaft was still erect, but I could feel it starting to soften. Not bothering to clean the rest of herself off, I felt her tongue and lips working their magic as she licked and nuzzled me. Almost immediately, I felt steel hardness coming back into my dick.
The intense pleasure was racing through my brain once again, but this time I did not feel the urgent need to explode like before. I lay my head back against the quilt, my neck muscles already sore from straining to watch Katie’s every movement.
I stared back at the roof of the barn for a few moments before closing my eyes to just enjoy. Her mouth was moving up and down now, her lips a tight ring around my shaft as she rose and fell slowly, breathing shallowly through her nose.
“Oh, Katie…” I groaned.
She moaned happily in response, her voice muffled by my meat filling up her mouth. But my groan did make her move a little faster. I took that as my trigger, and as she continued to blow me I let my groans get louder.
The happier I sounded the faster and harder she went. And after a few minutes her head and hands were flying up and down so fast she would get a headache if she kept this up. But I couldn’t last that much longer. Again I felt the tension in my balls, and this time Katie recognized the urgent twitching.
She was ready this time when I exploded, her mouth filling quickly with my first blast of hot cum and she swallowed just in time to catch the second blast. Her right hand clamped down and squeezed on me rhythmically, like she was milking a cow. Only this time she was milking jet after jet of my semen in between her waiting lips.
But after the first four shots, Katie had to pull back for air. And so she simply closed her eyes and kept milking me out as I spurted hot, white jizz all over her face.
When I was finally done, she let me collapse back against the hay and she paused to catch her breath while scooping my cum with her finger and continuing to feed herself.
***
Farm life faded into the background for me then. I literally do not remember anything about planting or selling or anything remotely work related in that time period. It was business as usual and besides, I had more important things to focus on.
Our regularly scheduled masturbation sessions became our regularly scheduled blowjob sessions, with Katie’s hands in her own crotch while she sucked me. Each afternoon after the work day and before dinner, I would fill Katie’s mouth with at least one load of hot cum while she frigged herself off.
Then came the first day that Katie knelt with her hips next to my head while she leaned over my body and took me into her mouth. We were halfway through our blowjob when she took my hand and guided it between her legs.
My fingers soon encountered something warm, wet, and soft. And then I felt more than heard Katie’s moan as she sunk two of my fingers partway into her body.
And so with her hand on my wrist, Katie began to impale herself on my fingers, her hips humping up and down while her head bobbed on my cock. And very quickly she brought herself to a climax, freezing on one down stroke and popping her head up to groan out loud.
I was so caught up in what she was doing with my hand that I didn’t pay attention to my pecker. I wasn’t anywhere close to cumming.
And so when Katie started sucking on me once again, I analyzed the awkward position of my arm and decided to do something about it.
Reaching over to Katie’s hips, I gripped her legs and started pulling her around. She tensed at my touch for a moment and then relaxed, allowing me to tug her into position until she was straddling over my face and I had a good look at her pussy up close and personal.
I didn’t even realize that this was really the first time I had touched her naked body in any extended contact. Instead, I was too focused on the sight before me.
Her pussy was still an odd-looking thing to me, but with the pleasurable sensations running through me I was starting to like it. I observed the tender pink folds and the wet secretions coming out of her. And on sudden whim I decided to taste it. My tongue was only a couple inches away and so arching my head, I brought my tongue up and dragged it from the top of her slit and across towards her ass.
The reaction was immediate, Katie squealed and half-bit down on me, causing me to jerk and whine, “Owww!!!!”
Katie ignored my outburst and removed her mouth from my pecker. “Good lord! Do that again!”
I gritted my teeth against the pain in my cock for a moment before reaching up to swipe my tongue against her once again. Katie shuddered just like before, pressing her pussy down against my face trying to get a little more pressure.
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