The older man seduced me with gifts, listening to me, and the slight warm touches.
By this time I was so anxious to get out of my parents home because of the unhappiness that was so thick it was choking the life out of me. I was looking for happiness in the wrong place. We were alone feeding cows. The other men were hauling grain. About a mile from the house was an old horse shelter where we stored bales for bedding. He was being so sweet. I did everything I could to please him so that he would give me the attention I no longer got from my Dad. But the attention became different. Kisses on the cheek, long hugs with his hands almost touching where they shouldn't be. I felt different with him, my body would heat up when I'd see him, I wanted to feel his lips, I wanted to see how they felt on my lips. I wanted the long hugs and touches to go farther but yet didn't know what that farther really meant. Until the day at the horse shelter.
He kissed my lips, tiny sweet kisses at first, then he pulled me closer and deepened the kiss. I felt faint, my body was on fire and I thought I pee'd my pants a little how wet I had become. He took my hand and put it on his pants and for the first time I felt what a hard cock felt like. He told me, "this is what you do to me every time I see you".
I didn't protest. I wanted more. When his kisses deepened again and his hand moved to my pussy I was so hot and excited I became someone I didn't know. My hand reached for his cock and rubbed. I pulled him closer to kiss him and when his tongue touched mine I knew I would do anything for this man.
He released me and ran to the pickup, grabbed a blanket and threw it on a bale that had been broken open and spread around by animals. He unbuckled his belt and told me to unzip his pants. I did as I was told as he kissed my neck and began touching my tits. He laid me down on the blanket, laid beside me and pulled me close. His hands were everywhere. I was so into his kisses that I didn't realize that he had undone my pants and was reaching in. My hips moved upward toward his hand and when he found my clit it was like tiny electric shocks running through me. He got up on his knees and pulled my pants off, looking at me so openly, I wasn't shy at all. His fingers found my clit again and rubbed...ran his finger over the opening of my pussy and dipped them just a little to test my wetness. He said, "your so ready for me aren't you, you horny little girl". I didn't understand or care, I just wanted his attention in any way possible.
He got up and I watched him remove his pants and underwear. His cock looked so huge, at the time I thought it was, because I never seen a hard cock in person. He didn't completely undress because of the weather. He spread my legs and knelt between them...touching my pussy, and to my shock he put his mouth on me. I tried to pull away but he grabbed my hips and held me there. He sucked and licked until I felt this bubble inside of me and my hips started jerking. He said, "cum baby, cum so I can taste you". I didn't understand what he meant but with his sucking and licking I felt my muscles contract and it was like I was on fire, my body jerked and I literally cried as the orgasm swept threw me. He didn't stop...his fingers rubbed the entrance of my pussy, he kept licking and sucking and I could feel it build up in me again and just before I came he climbed on top of me and shoved his cock hard and deep. Making me scream from the pain, but yet my orgasm hit and I came. He didn't move, his cock deep inside of me, he said, "what the fuck, your a god damn virgin!" I told him, "please keep going I want this." I wanted to feel that orgasm again, even though I was in pain. He started moving, slow...kissing me. I pushed my hips up to feel him against my clit, I ached and wanted more. The pain was going away and the pleasure was taking its place. He moved faster, and would grind against me stimulating my clit. Again I felt that rush and fire in my body and my muscles contracted around him...he fucked me faster and it was as if my orgasm was never going to end. Then he groaned and jerked. He pumped slow and easy. Then laid on top of me breathing heavy.
He pulled out of me and used the blanket to wipe himself and me. He was silent. I grabbed my pants and pulled it on. My legs wouldn't stop shaking and I was weak, pussy was in pain. But, I was happy. Excited and feeling amazing from the pleasure I experienced.
He wouldn't look at me and when I went to him for a hug he stepped away, finally looked at me with anger. And he finally spoke. "Why the fuck didn't you tell me you were a virgin? How stupid are you? If I had known I wouldn't have fucked you". He turned and walked away. Stood by the pickup for a few minutes. I was in shock. I didn't know how to respond. I finally went to him and put my hand on his shoulder and told him that I wanted it to happen. It was then I realized I loved him and I told him. He said I didn't know what love was.
He turned and looked at me, his eyes softened and took me in his arms, finally. He told me that he didn't want to hurt me and wished he had known I was a virgin. He kissed me deeply and told me he loved me too. Then he said we couldn't tell anyone. He said he would get in trouble. He told me he would finish the chores but he'd take me back to the house because I needed to clean myself.
The next day when I got home from school he was waiting for me as usual. To go help with the chores. He said he didn't want anything to change and that we needed to act like it didn't happen. I couldn't, I was in love with him. Every chance I could, when no one was around I'd tell him how I felt and would kiss him. He would kiss me back, we would fondle and there were a few times that he would take his cock out so I could play with him. I loved how my touch hardened him.
One day my Dad asked him to take me to town to get groceries. We got in the pickup and I asked him when he was going to do the things he did to me before. All he said was, soon. He drove down a side road that was rarely used. I thought he was going to make love to me again. But instead he taught me how to please him with my hand, tongue, and mouth. He would start throbbing and make me quit for awhile, then push my head down again and tell me how and where to lick him, how hard to grab him and how quick to stroke him. The noises he made was exciting, and he would tell me "good girl yes just like that", or "baby it feels amazing, don't stop". He stopped me and was stroking himself, as he did that he said he was going to cum in my mouth and that if I loved him I would swallow his cum. All I did was nod. He pulled my hand, wrapped it around his cock and kept his hand on mine, stroking, slow...then faster, pulling my hair, pushing my head and told me to open my mouth. I opened my mouth and he made me stroke faster, putting just his head in my mouth. He told me to suck, suck harder, he pulled my hand off his cock and held my head, fucked my mouth, making me gag even though he wasn't big enough to go down my throat. He started jerking and groaning, then I felt his cock throb, and I tasted the strong, salty, bitterness of him. He made me hold his cock in my mouth until he softened completely. He pulled my hair to make me sit up and kissed me hard. He told me, that was perfect. I loved making him happy. But I wanted what we did in the horse shelter. Not long after things changed.