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The stranger groaned, and immediately I paused, barely daring to breathe, hand going completely still. But no more sounds came, so I began my movements again, gripping that giant fuckshaft in my small fist, slowly sliding towards the tip, and then back down. It was wonderful, insanely glorious, and so fucking dirty at once. Because that iron rod was both hard and soft, delicious thickness coated by the most delicate skin, beckoning to me, making my pussy gush.
And before I could stop myself, my head bent and I licked right up that hard shaft. That’s right, right in the middle of the barn, I went down and licked an unconscious man’s dick. Don’t ask what came over me because I don’t know. All I know is that some slut took over my body, and I had to taste, the strange cowboy was so gorgeous and appetizing. So in slow motion, my head lowered, tongue delicately tracing over one huge vein that pulsed and throbbed.
“Unnnh,” came a guttural moan from the man. “Unnnnh.”
Oh my god, had I woken him? My eyes flew up, startled, pausing like a butterfly. That was my chance to stop. I was acting so slutty, not to mention unethical. So I should have pulled back, I know.
But again, the whore inside had seen her first dick and I couldn’t put her back in the box. Because when he didn’t make any more sounds, lapsing back into unconsciousness, I leaned forwards again, and this time, pulled the skin at the tip of his glans apart, spreading that hole before pushing my tongue in.
Unnh, it was so good, and going with it, I went for more. Slowly, I sampled his shaft again, licking up and down the sides, circling my tongue around his head before going back to the tip and tasting the man goo. Experimentally, I played with it, lifting my tongue a bit, a sticky trail of the stuff connecting my lips to his dicktip. Mmm, oh mm, this was so good, his pre-cum thick and nutritious. My pussy twitched reflexively, hot and creamy, begging for its own taste.
But this would never do. I was literally assaulting an unconscious man in my barn, one who was wounded and bleeding. How the hell had this happened? I’m a virgin for crying out loud, a curvy girl that barely knows her way around boys. In fact, I barely even know any boys, my days were spent on the farm helping Pa.
So maybe that was why. I was a nympho, desperate for a taste of man, and one had been presented to me on a silver platter. I shouldn’t have, but I did, and my pussy twitched in the air again, begging for more.
But I couldn’t. This was so bad, and the internal war kept raging.
You can’t have sex with an unconscious man, especially not for your first time! The voice inside screamed.
My subconscious was right. Reluctantly, I popped that heavenly dick out from my lips, glistening and wet. It beckoned to me still, bobbing in the air, more cream oozing from the tip. But no, I couldn’t. This was too wrong, going against all the rules.
But what I didn’t count on was the man himself. Because while I’d been busy having my fun, he’d been dead to the world, or so I thought. But actually, the cowboy had been drifting between wake and sleep, and it seemed my heavenly oral play had dragged him onto the right side of life.
Because as I stood slowly, body quivering, humming with need, the man’s eyes drifted open then, still dazed but knowing. A smile quirked the corner of his lips as he took in his massive dong, glistening and wet, and a deep rumble escaped his lips.
“You gonna finish me off, sweet thing? After all that, you’re stopping now?”
I gasped, hands flying to my mouth. Oh my god, the handsome stranger had just woken and caught me red-handed. Or more accurately, he’d caught me with his dick in my mouth, my sweet pout drooling all over his pole. Oh my god, oh my god, I was so embarrassed, never more humiliated in my life. It was wrong! Everything I’d done was so wrong, even criminal. And yet … all I wanted was more with this gorgeous stranger in my barn.
CHAPTER THREE
Tyler
I wake up with that disoriented feeling that usually follows a night of binge drinking, when I can’t remember where I am. My vision takes a while to focus in the dark, but the smells are instantly familiar. I’m in a barn, but I can’t quite recall why, until I move to sit up and feel the sharp pain from my leg. Then it all comes flooding back. Aww shit, where is she? Where is that gorgeous brunette?
Because I was knocked out. My fucking horse took the hell off for some godforsaken reason. We must have galloped for miles like a racecar, my head knocking up and down, ass bouncing and jouncing like I was on some damn rickety roller coaster ride.
