Barn Duty Night Watch

Barn Duty Night Watch – Teen sex stories

“Ok. I agree. Anything else?”I ask wondering why she had needed my approval for that.

“Well…aw….can I…ask you something? Something personal?” She stammered.

It hit me then that Flora must have told her about the events of the evening before.

I got a bit pissed thinking that Flora had broken her promise and I sounded like it when I
said,”Sure why not!”

“Well, if you don’t want me to I won’t.” She replied.

“That’s ok.” I answered, still pissed, and getting more so as I talked,”You want to know
if it’s true, right? If I propositioned Flora? If I asked her to fuck? The answer is yes, I did! She rubbed those big old titties against me for two years! What was I suppose to think? I am really pissed she told someone about it though. She promised it would stay between her and I.”

There was several seconds of silence, then Lydia whispered,”She told me because she was having second thoughts.”

It took a moment before what Lydia had said sunk in, then I ask,”What do you mean, second thoughts?”

Again there was silence, then Lydia replied in her quiet whisper,”She said she needed to talk to someone about it. After she had time to think about what you said to her she realized she had been coming on to you. She was thinking about coming back over here and you know, doing it with you. She needed someone to talk her out of it. She really doesn’t want to cheat on Frank.”

I was stunned. I hadn’t been wrong! She had been teasing me all along!

“I appreciate you telling me that. I thought I was going crazy for a bit there.” I told her, then still being a little angry I added,”So she tells you about what happened and you decide to come over here dressed like that and get in on the tease?”

“Well…no…..that’s…..that’s not why I came here.” She said, her whispered voice growing fainter.

“So why then?” I ask, puzzled but still angry.

“Charlie and I have been married 22 years.” She said a far way look in her eyes.

I had met Charlie once or twice. He was a short, fat, humorless little guy. I didn’t like him much nor could I understand why Lydia married him.

“I was a virgin when we got married.” She whispered,”I’ve never be with anyone but Charlie. I’ve always wondered what it’s like with another man.”

Alarm bells started going off in my head. Here I was in the same position I had been the night before. Was she giving me an opening, or was she just talking? I thought about it for a few moments, then decided the best course, the safest course of action was to clarify things, just come out and ask.

“Hang on.” I said holding my hand up to stop her,”I got myself in trouble last night because I mis- interpreted what was said. I don’t really want to be there again. I also don’t want to insult you, but I need to know what’s going on here.”

Lydia sat still for a long time, then looked up and for the first time that evening locked eyes with me as she said,”I want…..I want you to make love to me.”

I was stunned. Of the three women I would have never guested that Lydia would be the one to ask for such a thing. But as it sunk in I could feel my cock begin to get hard at the thought of fucking this dark haired beauty.

I stared at her for a long time, then ask,”You’re sure? You’re very sure you want to do this? For my part I’d love to have a chance to fuck you.”

As I said “fuck” I could see her cheeks turn pink and a shy smile play across her lips.

“Once we do this, there’s no going back. It can’t be undone. You know that right?”

Lydia nodded, her eyes still fastened to mine.

I slid over and put my finger under her chin, tilting her head up so my mouth could find her’s. I leaned forward and pressed my lips to her’s. She sat stiff and non-responsive for a moment, then I felt her move toward me as she began to kiss me back.

I let my hand slide down to her breast and cupped it through the dress. I could feel her nipple against my palm. I used my thumb and fore finger to gently roll and squeeze it which brought a startled gasp from her, muffled by my mouth still crushed to her’s.

I pulled back and let my hand slide to the first button of her dress. I slowly began to unbutton it, one button at a time. Her eyes were fastened to my actions, watching as I slowly unbuttoned each button. As the last one came free I slowly pulled her dress open to reveal her bare breasts. They sagged just a slight bit and her nipples were erect and stood at least 3/8 of an inch tall.

I slowly pulled her dress off her shoulders until it fell down her arms. She pulled her hand from the sleeves, leaving her in only her panties and sandals. I gently pushed her back onto the bed, slipped my fingers under the band of her panties and began to work them down off her hips. She raised her ass to make it easier and within a minute I dropped her panties to the floor. I quickly unbuckled her sandals and dropped them to the floor also. She now lay before me, totally naked. I trailed my hand from her ankle up the inside of her leg, letting my fingertips side over the black tangle of her bush.

I let my hand rest on her mound as I leaned forward and took one nipple into my mouth. As I did a low moan escaped her. As I sucked her nipple I worked my finger into her bush until I felt the warm wetness of her slit. A moment later as my finger touched her clit she groaned and I felt her hips rise, her legs spread, an invitation.

I moved my mouth to hers as I continued to rub her clit. As my lips touched hers I felt hers open. I slid my tongue into her mouth as my finger slid deeper into her slit. I kissed and fingered her for quite some time. As I did I could feel her getting wetter and wetter, until my fingers were coated with her juices.

I figured it was time to taste her, see how she responded to my tongue sliding up and down her slit, in and out of hr hole, rubbing over her clit. I stood and with a few quick movements pulled off my clothes. When I was naked I climbed onto the bed between her spread legs.

“Are you going to…..get inside me now?” She ask, almost panting.

“Not yet.” I replied with a grin,”I’m not passing up the chance to eat your pussy.”

“You’re….going to….do what?” She ask hesitantly.

“I’m going to put my mouth on your pussy and lick you.”I relied.

“I’ve never….Charlie hasn’t ever…….” She stammered.

I grinned as I realized she had never had a tongue in her pussy.

“Relax. You’ll love it.”I replied.

I leaned down as I spread her lips with my thumbs nd slipped my tongue into her glistening slit. I licked upward until I found her clit, then gently sucked it into my mouth.

“Wha….Oh….oh….oh….m…m….my!” She groaned as I sucked her hard little nub.

I licked and fingered her pussy for the next 10 minutes. As I did her moans got louder and she pushed her hips up toward my mouth. I had two fingers buried to the knuckle inside her and was licking her clit when she let out a long high pitched squeal, then I felt her pussy pulsing accompanied by a warm wet feeling as her juices trickled down my hand.

That’s what I had waited for. Quickly I moved up, put my cock head against her slippery hole and shoved it to the root inside her warm pussy. I crushed my mouth to hers as I began to hammer my cock into her. She responded by wrapping her arms around my neck, her legs around my hips and kissing me hard. It didn’t take me long, several minutes and I was on the verge of cumming.

I pulled my mouth off hers and grunted,”I’m…gunna cum…..you…want me to pull out?”

“NO!” She almost screamed,”NO PLEASE NO!”

I was so close then that I couldn’t have pulled out if I wanted to. A moment later my cock
throbbed, blasting rope after rope of cum deep into Lydia’s warm pussy. When I was done I lay still, my cock buried inside her, enjoying the feel of her body.

After a few moments I felt her stir under me then she whispered,:”It’s never been like that.”

“Like what?”

“So…..good!” She replied, pulling me down so my chest rested against her firm tits.

My cock was still hard, so after a few more minutes I began slowly sliding out, then back into her.

“You…you want to do it again?” She ask in a startled whisper.

“My dear Lydia, I’ll do it any time, any where as many times as I can with you. I’ve got you in my bed. I’m not letting you out until I’m sated.”

“Oh God.” She groaned as I felt her hips rise to meet my strokes,”It….it feels so good!”

An hour and a half later, after one more climax on my part and two on Lydia’s, she stood at the door ready to leave.

“I…don’t know if we can ever do this again.” She said.

I pulled her to me, kissed her hard on the mouth, then said in a whisper,”Any time you want it, I’m ready and willing.”

A moment later she stepped out the door and walked away as if in a trance.

The next morning when I saw her in the barn she gave me a huge smile. We didn’t say anything to each other; we tried to interact like we always had done. I could tell that both Carol and Flora knew something was different with Lydia. But it appeared they didn’t know what it was either.

Later that day I got Lydia alone in the tack room and pressed one of the spare barn door keys into her hand.

“In case you want to stop by tonight.” I told her.

To my delight she stared at the key for a short time, then slowly shoved it into her pocket.
Just before closing time Lydia walked by me as I sat on a hay bale watching the girls work.

She stopped and said in a low voice,”Midnight. Sara will be asleep by then.”

I grinned and nodded as she walked on. That night after everyone had gone to their trailers, I sat on my bunk watching the clock, wanting it to move faster. At 11:30 I heard a noise that sounded like a sob. I listened and heard it again. I walked slowly down the center isle, listening for the sound. As I got closer to Emily’s horse Alex’s stall the sound got louder. When I peeked into his stall I saw Emily sitting on the floor, her back against the wall, her arms wrapped around her knees, her body shivering each time she
let out a sob.

“Emily?” I called gently as I entered the stall,”Are you OK?”

She didn’t answer so I sat down next to her and put my arm around her. She leaned against me and I could feel her body quivering as she sobbed.

After a short time she said between sobs,”He……he……told me I wasn’t any…good. Tha….that I was the worst….fu….fuck he’d ever had!”

“Who? Why? What happened?” I ask confused by her statement.

“C…..Carl…my…..my…..boy…..boyfriend!”She sobbed.

“Slow down, you lost me.” I said.

Over the next few minutes I got the story out of her in fits and starts. Carl, her jock boyfriend, had used her for sex, then dumped her telling her she was the worst fuck he had ever had. I let my eyes slide down over her petite body and I could see why he would want to fuck her. But I couldn’t understand why he had broken up with her like her did. He had been as cruel and nasty as he could when he dumped her.

“Here now.” I said holding her tight to me,”I’m sure you’re going to find someone else.”

“But….but not if I’m the worst fuck ever!”She howled.

“I wouldn’t believe that for a minute.” I replied,”Any guy would feel lucky to have sex with you. You’re one very sexy little girl.”