The rain beat down mercilessly on their heavy travelling coats, they were soaked through to their skin. Adrienne slowed and wiped her face,
“We need to get out of this rain.” Henry looked down at her, her chest rising and falling with each embattled breath, she was tired as well.
“Well we need to press on first, there is naught here to shelter us.” He said peering around the trail and only seeing forests around. She assented and they continued walking on, each step becoming harder than the last.
After around thirty minutes of trudging further through the deepening mud, they were greeted by a welcome site, a derelict barn. Resisting the urge to go barrelling in (after all they would not be the only ones seeking shelter) Henry drew his sword and creeper closer.
Adrienne stood watching. And shivering from the eaves of the wood. Henry returned, “All clear let’s go.” She followed wordlessly.
The barn was in a state of disrepair, but there was still ample straw in it, it was a stone building on the ground level, with a dirt floor and a fireplace on the one side, the upper floor was wooden and had been jettied out, this was where the straw and supplies were kept. There was luckily fire wood and Henry wasted no time in getting a fire lit and going.
Adrienne took off her cloak and arrayed it out by the fire to dry out. She sat wearing her white dress still, soaked through and almost translucent, it clung to her shapely curves leaving little to the imagination.
She undid her hair and shook as her thick raven locks cascaded down her shoulders and settled at last. She drew her knees up under her chin in an attempt to stay warm.
Henry looked on stealing a glance. He however knew that sleeping in wet clothes was not going to be healthy so he began disrobing, she looked at him and asked, “What are you doing!?”
“Getting dry, and warm.” He said feigning unabashedness “you might want to as well, unless you want the wasting cough.”
“It isn’t seemly.” She said blushing.
“Neither was running away with a freelance, yet here you sit.”
“I had my reasons, you know that.” She said petulantly.
“I know, sorry…” He said, losing his train of thought. He unrolled the bed rolls and blankets, which had luckily survived most of the rain in dampened, “Let’s just get some shut eye while we can.” He said making peace. She petulantly agreed and they went to sleep the fire crackling and warming them slowly.
He heard her shuffling, and rolled over to see what she was doing, she was standing stark naked hanging her clothes near the fire to dry. She had a shapley figure, her smooth pale white skin glistened with the trace water left to it, her buttocks were pert and well shaped and almost resembled a peach, she stretched her arms, her long silky black hair falling over her shoulders and reaching halfway down her back creating a beautiful contrast between her milky skin.
Her breasts were firm and well shaped, her nipples inverted, he stared captivated by her beauty, she turned and he caught a shimmer of her pink cunny, nestled in a neatley kept bush between her legs.
She caught him looking at her, and blushed, “Well, any comments, freelancer?” She put her hands on her hips and cocked her head.
He was speechless, for once, she noticed the rise in his bed linen and smirked, “I see the little guy is happy…”
She walked over to him as he lay on his back, and stepped over his head, with one foot either side, she looked down and asked, “Enjoy the view?”
Before he could answer she sat down on his face, his beard and stubble tickling her, it didn’t take long, his arms came up and he clasped her thighs, she felt his tounge probing around her quivering vagina, he flicked it up and down and found her swelling clit.
The teased it with the tip of his tounge before he started sucking on it, she twitched as the shocks of pleasure tingled up her body and started to swell inside, “Your tounge is so deft…lancer” she said her leg quivering, he carried on her small grunts of pleasure changed into sighs and sharp screams, she felt an orgasm building within, her chest had become hot and breathing quicker, it built and built until she could not control herself longer and she came, herlegs going weak and spasming, her beautiful chest heaving up and down, glistening with sweat now instead of water.
She slid off, and he rose up, he held her and put his hand behind her head, looking into her deep blue eyes like two sapphires, her cheeks blushed and glowing, he said tenderly, “You are the most beautiful woman I have ever met, I love you”
Before she could answer he kissed her fiercely, his young and hers intertwined like swan’s necks, he fondeled her ample breast as he kissed her and drew away, he Began sucking on her nipple and teasing the dark red areola with the tip of his tounge, she was experiencing waves of pleasure again. He ceased and drew the rest of his blankets off, exposing his rock hard, engorged member, he lifted her leg and put it over him, and looking straight into her eyes pressed the tip onto her opening teasing her.
She looked deeply into his eyes, and he smiled, “Put it in.” She said pleading. With that he drove into her with one thrust, up to the hilt of his cock, her eyes rolled back and she let out a whimper, he waited and savoured the feeling of her tight sleeve coiling and quivering around his penis, she started grinding, stimulating herself on his pelvic bone, the feeling was amazing for him, her body was hot, she leaned over and he massaged both her tits as she leaned in and kissed him. She leaned closer to his ear and whispered, “Fuck me, now.”
He complied rising up keeping his penis inside her, turned her onto all fours and started thrusting deeply, he would draw out his cock before ramming it back in, followed by vigorous pumping, he held onto her beautiful derrière while pounding, and slipped a thumb into her ass, this drove her wild, he kept thrusting, reaching deeper and deeper.
She had lost all pretense of decorum and was moaning with each successive thrust, he could feel he was nearer to cumming, with each stab, he could feel the entrance to her womb, and her cunt was quivering with excitement again. She gasped and orgasmed a second time, the erratic contractions and vibrations of her ecstasy clamped and teased his large cock until he could hold no longer, he grabbed her shoulders and with a deep moan came with such a force that it felt as if the marrow drained from his bones out of his cock. She could feel the warm spray of semen paint her insides too, they both collapsed and held each other in the straw, and bedding.
Both their chests rose and fell as they stared into each others soul, she smiled, “Well that is one way to keep warm I suppose.” He smiled back, and answered “A way I could get used to.” He leaned in and kissed her passionately, and they drifted to sleep by the firelight, holding one another and listening to the patter of the rain on the roof.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/7eoxd8/mf_fantasy_roll_in_the_hay