Little Haven Part II [MF] [Voyer]

Early on a spring morning, the air is cool and a fog has descended on the valley below our farmland. I can’t see the rooftops or clocktower that normally would be a part of the familiar backdrop. However, I can see the sheep grazing on the hillside and Timothy, the shepherd, is roaming with them and the farm’s two border collies. I head towards the dilapidated wooden barn in the distance. I am eager to visit the newborn lambs and give them a bottle. The barn is quiet, aside from the horses shuffling in their stalls and munching their feed. I walk past the Appaloosa, Chutney, and the Shetland pony, Phillip. My shoes crunch against the dirt and discarded hay.

Little Haven Part 1 [MF]

I’m on my back on a bed of straw. The crunchy fibers are making a rhythmic rustling sound and the two of us are breathing hard, but quiet. You’re above me, thrusting hard into me. Sweat dripping down your chest onto my belly. The squishy sounds of your member pulsing in and out of my soaking wet cunt and your thighs smacking against my ass can probably be heard by the tenants in the next room. You look me in the eyes, but I can’t hold your gaze. I break contact and close my eyes. I’m starting to feel things for you now and I have to pretend that I don’t. I can’t let you know. If you find out, you’ll have to stop. You’ll continue on with the others and I cannot stand the thought of you passing by my door in the dark. I live for the nights you stand in my doorway and I feel your presence.