The Hayloft Pt. 04 by Highland_Kinkster,Highland_Kinkster

This is part 4, following a series of encounters loosely based around my own experiences as a stable manager.

John our main character has so far been seduced by the bosses daughter and now used by the bosses rival, sexually.

Part 4

After he got home and dropped off his stuff, he jumped straight in the shower.

The events of the last 24 hours a whirlwind in his head. Confused but hungry for more.

But worries too. If it all went wrong, it’s his job on the line.

But as the warm water cascaded over his body, some of the worries disappeared, replaced by what would normally be fantasies not memories.

He got aroused again, but left it be, and just enjoyed the moment, looking at himself he realised he might not be a gym bunny or a fashion model himself, but he wasn’t ugly by any means, and the job kept him fit, not 6 pack belly, but well defined arms and legs with a strong set of shoulders.

At this point his phone rang, and grabbing a towel he wet to answer it.

It was Nicole, with a video call. He knew all the horse owners had his number and he theirs, but she’d never called him before, let alone video called.

Nervously he answered the call, careful to only show his face, and not his wet naked body.

Nicole was at home apparently, relaxed and happy it seemed, his worries diminishing.

“Thanks for last night, it was amazing. I haven’t stopped thinking about you all day.” she beamed.

“Yes, it was something very special and unexpected to be honest.”

“I haven’t caught you at a bad time have I?”

“Not really, I was just in the shower.”

“Mmmh really?”, she asked with a cheeky smile.

“Yes, really.”, he answered, moving the phone away to show his upper body.

“Nice, keep going.”

He panned the phone down, showing his hairy chest, then his belly…

“Don’t stop now,”, she encouraged.

Slowly he panned the camera further down, teasing her, going down one side, showing his trimmed pubic hair then thigh, avoiding his now erect penis.

“Naughty boy, show me”

He obliged, and filmed his cock for her.

“Oh god, that looks so good, I want it. Wank yourself for me.”

“What? Here? Now?”, He said for the second time today.

“Go on, please.”, she pleaded

He gave in again and started to play with himself, rolling the tip between his thumb and finger, smearing his precum around, before slowly pulling his foreskin back, revealing for Nicole his helmet.

It felt good, but he knew already he didn’t have it in him to cum again, not like this anyway.

“I would rather save this for in person you know,”, he explained.

“Oh yes, I forgot, I phoned to ask if you wanted to come out for a ride tomorrow afternoon. We could ride out to the lakes, have a break, maybe a swim, and ride back in time for you to feed the horses and lock up. The weather’s meant to be the same as today, and I know some quiet places no one goes to, especially mid week.”

“That sounds great, I can borrow one of the school horses, I’m up for it.”

“Cool, that’s a date, I’ll see you tomorrow.”

So there it was, 2nd date.

To bring a swimsuit or not?

Best not to be too presumptuous, bring one.

But either way, there was still this evenings work to do.

Nevertheless, life’s getting better, if complicated he thought, remembering Sharon.

Ahh yes, Sharon, will she make an appearance tonight he wondered.

One of the annoyances of the job was the expectation to come back in the evening to feed the horses and lock up.

It wasn’t particularly hard, but it ruined his evening, couldn’t really make planes to meet anyone till 7 or 8, which curtailed his social life, partly explaining why he was single.

He had managed to get the stables committee to agree to Saturday evenings off as well as all day Sunday, but they weren’t happy. But was still a 60 hour week for not much money.

But things were certainly taking a turn he thought as he strode through the stables on his arrival.

Not expecting to do much dirty work, he was in relaxed clothing, t-shirt and shorts, enjoying the warm summer evening.

There were a few people around, all being very pleasant, more so than usual. Maybe the gossip has effected their attitudes he wondered. Or maybe they’re just after something.

After an hour, the horses were all fed, and he just needed to wait for the last people to go before locking up. As he walked to the picnic area where people hung out, he hoped there might be one of the committee members there, as quite often they might offer to lock up for him.

But alas, not tonight.

There was however Sharon.

She was chatting to a couple of the other horsey mums, who were waiting on their kids finishing lessons, but unlike earlier, she was now in a long flowing summer dress, no doubt from an expensive label like everything else she wore.

He didn’t want the awkwardness of being around her right now, especially with everything going on with Nicole, but he could hardly shun the woman who gave him a blow job this morning before making him cum in her panties.

He wandered over anyway, at least if she was in company, it might reduce the risk of anything happening.

After everyone had greeted him Sharon quipped “I didn’t recognise you for a moment, not dressed in work clothes. You look so different.”

“Errm thanks, good different or bad different?”, he replied.

“Ohh good definitely.”, she answered, looking him up and down before glancing at the other women, who nodded and echoed her view on his looks.

“Are your girls going on the sleepover?” Sharon asked them, “As Nicole and John did a test sleepover last night, and it all went well apparently.”

He felt a flush of shyness and embarrassment flow over him at this. Especially as Sharon was looking him directly in the eye as she said it.

Yes, the two women confirmed, their daughters would be there, and its good to see its being well prepared this year…

Both glancing at him and back at Sharon.

He couldn’t be bothered with this now. Quickly made an excuse of wanting to check on something and made his escape.

He’d just have to find something to do for the next half hour or so. But checking levels of horse feed and straw around the yard would only bring so much.

But he dragged it out enough that when he got back, there was no one to be seen.

Good, he thought, a quick check of the stables and riding halls, then lock up and home for an early bed.

But as he checked the last stable block, walking around the corner, he was confronted by Sharon, stood alone stroking one of her horses noses as it hung its head over the stable door.

“Sorry, I thought everyone had gone home, I was just locking up,”, he told her.

“They have. It’s just me and you here now” she replied walking towards him, “I just wanted to thank you for earlier, it gave me….some pleasure.”

“Errrm good, I aim to please.”

“Do you? Nice to see you washed up nicely too.”

He remembered what she said about not letting him inside her till he had showered.

“And nice to see you not in work clothes, you look so much more refined. I love the ruggedness of you in work clothes, but this is good too,”, she said walking around him, trailingher hand across his shoulders.

“Thanks.”

“Now you’re meant to say something about how great I look.”

“You look amazing, so summery and natural,”, which tbh, he thought she did. The dress highlighted her curves, whilst still being loose enough, and her makeup was simple tonight.

“I do love this summer dress, so light and airy. I especially enjoy wearing it with no underwear, it feels so much cooler, not to mention sexier.”

“I could imagine it does.”, he stammered, guessing where this was going and feeling his cock rising to meet the challenge.

“Just like now,”, she said, pulling up the front of her dress to reveal herself. She did look sexy he admitted to himself.

“It’s your turn now!”, she instructed, before walking to a pile of hay bails he had ready for the morning.

She sat down and pulled up her dress again.

“Come here!”, she commanded.

He obliged, standing before her, he started to open his shorts.

“Not yet, you’ve got to earn that tonight. Get between my legs and lick me first.”

He did as he was told.

Nervous at first, he started to kiss around her pussy, her aroma indicating she was aroused already.

He started to lick, his tongue exploring between her lips. Tasting her, and something else.

She gently moaned as he found her cliterus.

Circling it as he knew many women enjoyed.

Before dipping his tongue into her.

As he did, he felt an unexpected sensation and taste. One he had last tasted last night when licking his cum out of Nicole.

“That’s a good boy, lick me clean down there and I might let you replace it with your sperm,” she instructed, holding his head in place.

He’d never licked anyone else’s cum before. Who’s was it?

But he did as told, secretly feeling a little turned on by it. Someone else had cum in her earlier, and now Sharon wanted to replace it with his own.

He pushed his fingers in now, 2 at once.

“Good boy, yesssss….” she moaned

Scooping the cum and licking her, he felt her change, less sperm and more of her juices. Excitedly he worked harder, starting to finger fuck her now. She responded to this by moaning and holding his head in both hands.

With his thumb he rubbed her arse, wet with what he didn’t know, and roughly pushed it in too.

She took it remarkably easy, obviously a common occurrence, but one she obviously enjoyed.

“Fuck yes!!!!” she screamed, “come on you naughty boy, don’t stop!!!”

He was being used fully now, and it turned him on, he was her toy now.

Finally he felt her peak approaching, and she screamed out again as she came, body trembling.

As she released his head he looked up at her, one breast free of her dress, so perfect, if fake, but still sexy.

He undid his shorts and got his hard cock out.

On the hay bail, she was at the perfect hight for him to kneel between her legs and slide his cock into her wet pussy.

“What are you doing?”

“Filling you like you wanted” he answered hopefully.

“Did I tell you to?”

Confused he spluttered, not knowing what was happening now.

“Your a good boy, but you can have something else tonight”

She rolled over, pulling her dress up over her arse as she knelt over the hay bail.

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