Our (F22 & M20) First Time Getting Caught [FM]

Preface: I will be addressing myself as Lola, my Fiancé will be Andy

My (22F) then boyfriend, now fiancé, (20M) got caught having sex at the barn where I used to board my horses. We are just about to leave, and as I go to give Andy a small peck on the lips I feel him immediately grasp my waist, his free hand tugging at the tip of my ponytail before quickly wrapping it within his palm. I gasp in surprise as he pulls my body to his, deepening the kiss. His hand runs down the small of my back, fingers gently curling at the bottom of my ass and squeezing, pulling my torso forward to push against his pelvis.

At this point I know it will only be moments before his erection begins prodding into my abdomen. I know he is hoping for another chance to enjoy my recently deflowered sex. Pulling my head back by the base of my ponytail he stares into my eyes, his grip going now to my throat, making my eyes roll just barely to the back of my head. I hear him speak clearly, purposefully.

“Shirt off, Pants down, Bend over.” I see small black spots as he squeezes my throat, my body beginning to respond from my orders. I can feel my panties immediately soak at the thought of where I am, knowing just how exposed I’ll be in front of the main door to the barn. I turn around, quickly flinging off my shirt and bra, tossing them haphazardly to the ground. I simply push my pants down to my knees, bending myself at the waist over the feed box. I can feel the cool, textured wood under my skin. I can feel the heat emanating from his body as he grabs my hips, just putting his tip inside of my drenched pussy. I moan softly in protest “Please…” I attempt to buck against him, but he holds my hips still, speaking down to me.

“What is it my slut wants? Does she want me inside? She should already knows she has to beg for all of this in her tight pussy.” As he speaks he traces the tip of his tongue down my ear, sucking on my earlobe and letting it slowly glide against his teeth before thrusting another inch suddenly inside of me. I gasp, but his teasing continues, gently rocking just barely inside of me.

I begin to beg, “Please…. Please fuck me. I want your dick buried in me, every inch of it. I want your balls to hit me in the clit as you pound me, your dirty slut. Please, Sir.”

I hear a snicker come from him as he listens, and in one swift motion he is buried in me, a hand coming down to leave a red print on my ass. I cry out in pleasure, feeling myself filled by his cock, stretching to accommodate his girth. He rotates his hips, his hands kneading my ass before beginning to pound me into the feed box. I can feel my nipples being stimulated by the rough wood under them, and amidst the pleasure I hear him speak to me “Don’t cum yet, wait until I tell you.”

I whimper at the order, knowing that I will have a difficult time obeying, but I continue to take him from behind, holding back my orgasm as well as I can. He continues to pound me, pulling at the base of my ponytail to raise me off the surface of the feed box. I can feel his other hand moving to cup my breast as it swings, pulling me into him with every thrust. His fingers pinch my nipple, rolling it around and then holding tight, quickly pulling to let the nipple naturally pop free of his grip. I yelp with each pull, finding it harder to hold myself back.

“Now,” he whispers in my ear before I explode around his manhood. I feel my body spasm under him, happy that my legs could buckle without recourse. “Good girl” he says, pulling out of my still-spasming sex, pulling me upright by the hair. As I am panting in recovery, he grabs a chair from behind him and begins to speak again.

“You—”

I cut him short, having already taken a leg out of my pants while he got the chair, straddling his body and burying his cock into my body once again. I can hear him gently moan under me, his eyes rolling back in pleasure, and his hands on my hips to force me down on every stroke. I suddenly hear the door creak open and I bolt off Andy’s cock, half running, half covering myself from this embarrassing (and admittedly very hot) scene. I can see him shrugging down in the chair behind me as the door completely opens.

“Oh! Sorry…” the sudden visitor says, closing the door. I look back at Andy and speak “Go out the back, get in the car. I’ve got this explanation.” There is trepidation in my voice, but he trusts my lying skills and exits stealthily. I get very quickly dressed and leave soon after.

My Fiancé and I awkwardly laugh the experience off, and he’s only sad he didn’t get to finish before we had left. I let him drive to solve that issue, but that’s a collection of stories for another time.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/pqnjx3/our_f22_m20_first_time_getting_caught_fm