I've been with my boyfriend, Tim, for a while now, through college and probably into university though I'm the only one going. He's staying on his family ranch and learning more about the business side of it while doing some part time degree.
Anyway. Him and me, we like to hide in one of the big barns, high in the hayloft for privacy. That's where we get up to the most mischief with no-one to interrupt us. On this particular day I was lying with my back against his tanned naked chest. His jeans were off and I could feel his hard cock pressing against the crease of my buttocks. As for me; my skirt was hitched up high and my panties were around my ankles. My vest top was above my breasts and my bra below them, squashing them and making them appear bigger.
Tim was quietly kissing my neck, whispering silly nothings in my ear while his fingers lazily rubbed at my clit and dipped in and out of my wet pussy. I could feel myself tightening and wanting him. I was pushing my buttocks up against the rough cloth of his boxers making him even harder. He moaned in my ear, "you really are a whore sometimes."
"I can stop if you want." I teased and smiled though he could only see half of it.
"No, don't." He pulled at my earlobe with his teeth.
The way we were sat was a bit different from normal. I can be a bit of a prude but something about being exposed to all the world as I was, was turning me on even more than facing Tim. A part of me even wanted to be caught in the act by someone. It felt as if I was showing off to the world what a great pussy I had with its glistening lips ready to take a cock in at any moment. And then there were my breasts, showing them off as well, ready for a man to dive in and nibble at them or even cock fuck those instead; they were pressed that close together.
As I was lying there like that, dreaming of us getting caught though I wasn't going to let Tim know that (that will be our little secret diary); there was a noise on the ladder leading into the hayloft. A shout came from it, "I know you two rabbits are up here."
There was more movement as someone clambered over the bales and then a face appeared, half smiling and leering down at us. Ben, his best friend, "well, look at this."
Instinctively I covered my pussy, pressing Tim's finger deep into me. He curled it up and I did all I could to stop myself from moaning as it caught the g-spot. Behind me Tim hissed, "go away Ben."
"You can't make me. You'll be all weak as the blood will be all in that one-eyed snake of yours. I'll go if you let me watch."