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Fucked in a Field

Later that week I was passing 'The Wine Shop' and popped in. It is an olde worlde place. It felt cold and damp after the searing heat outside.

"Good morning, madam, may I help you?"

 

"I have some wine I'm thinking of selling, I was wondering if you could advise me."

The man was tall and thin and had a large bony nose. He looked down it at me.

"I see, madam. Is this fine wine?"

I wasn't sure what he meant exactly but I said, "Yes."

"Yes," he said, drawing out the word. "Well, madam, if this is fine wine we may be interested and then there is of course Sotheby's if madam has a larger quantity." He smirked at me. "What exactly is the wine, madam?"

Even though Harry and I had been to all those little villages I could never remember the names.

"Um, Beychevelle is one, and, oh, Lafite?"

His whole demeanour changed, he drew himself upright, even rocked back a little on his heels.

"Lafite?" he repeated.

"Yes," I said. "1952?"

And when he looked impressed I added, "And several other years, of course."

"Of course," he said. Seeing his opportunity he said, "Well, madam, I think we may be interested. How much wine does madam have to sell?"

I had no idea how much there was in the cellar so I said, "Several hundred bottles, certainly."

His eyes widened, he may even have licked his lips.

"Perhaps, madam, we could arrange to view the wine in store and then make madam an offer? May I take your name and address?" He was already reaching for his note pad.

But I knew he knew I had no idea of the wine's correct value. Besides, I didn't like the man.

"I don't think so, thank you. Perhaps I'll take up your suggestion and contact Sotheby's." And with that I turned and walked out leaving him to kick himself.

The next morning Johnnie rang.

"Johnnie!" I was so pleased to hear his voice.

"Hiya, girl. Watcha been up to then? Did you get that mag?"

"I did, Johnnie, and I was very good, I replied to one of the advertisements."

"Yea? Get a good screw didya, Jeanie?"

"Johnnie!" I chided. "Actually, Johnnie, I didn't get a 'screw' as you put it at all. I tried something else."

"Oh yea? Been at the girls have ya?"

"Tch, Johnnie, of course not."

"Nah? Don't fancy that then, eh?"

I found myself hesitating. "Actually, if you must know, I invited a young couple round here and I watched them 'have a good screw'."

"Yea? You are an adventurous old bird, aintcha? How are you fixed for this afternoon, Jeanie?"

"This afternoon?"

"Yea."

"You mean, er...?" I said.

"Yes, I mean 'er'," he said, mimicking me. "All right is it, you know?"

"Yes, Johnnie, it's all right." I was experiencing a tremendous surge of excitement.

"Be there about two. We're going out. Don't wear no knickers, right?"

My heart was pounding. No knickers? I didn't protest.

"Two o'clock it is then, Johnnie," I said.

Johnnie put the phone down.

I was trembling with excitement. The thought of Johnnie again!

I lazed dreamily in the bath, then dressed. White blouse, with a bra of course, and since I was to be without knickers, a calf length summer skirt.

Johnnie was early. He wanted to hold my hand as we walked down the path, but I had to think of the neighbours. We roared off in his little white car, the sort that young men drive too fast.

"Where are we going, Johnnie?"

"Dunno. Where do you fancy?"

I was a bit disappointed. I thought Johnnie had something planned. I didn't answer.

We drove out into the countryside. He chatted away about how he'd got the day off work because a delivery hadn't been made, but I wasn't really listening to him. I just felt warm and comfortable, such a glow just being with him.

"This'll do," he said, and he brought the car to a sliding halt in a field gateway. "Outcha get." He reached into the back for a rug.

"Johnnie, you don't mean here, do you?"

"Yea, come on girl."

He stood by the gate to help me. I started to climb over. When I was perched precariously on top of the gate Johnnie got hold of the hem of my skirt and pulled it up above my waist, exposing me to all the world.

"See you didn't wear none, then. Nice."

"Johnnie, please!" I pulled my skirt back into place, looking round to make sure there was nobody to see.

Then we both laughed. "You naughty boy," I said.

Johnnie walked a few yards and spread the rug out between the hedge and the edge of the corn.

"I'm not sure, Johnnie. It's so public. What if someone sees us?"

"So what if they do? I thought you were into all this watching lark?"

I had to laugh. I sat down on the rug. Johnnie was standing. Then, without even looking round to see if anyone might see him he took his shirt off and pulled down his jeans. His penis swung free. I could see it growing, becoming erect before my eyes.

I couldn't resist him. "Oh, Johnnie, come here," I said.

He took a pace towards me. His cock was at mouth level and it seemed the most natural thing to do. I held his cock with my hand, opened my mouth and guided him in. The hugeness of it filled me.

I took it out of my mouth and said, "Do you know, Johnnie, I've never done this to anyone before?"

"You're having me on," he said. But I think he realised I wasn't.

I remembered what Becky had done to her John, and now I did it to my Johnnie. I moved his cock in and out of my mouth, then I took it out and pulled back his foreskin and I licked all around the head. Underneath the head of this cock, where there is that funny little piece of skin, I moved the flat of my tongue from side to side, licking him like a lollipop. Then I plunged his cock into my mouth again.

"Jeanie, you sure you ain't never done this before?"

I shook my head exaggeratedly - his cock was buried deep in my mouth.

"You're a real natural, you know that?"

I didn't want to make him come. Not because I would have minded him ejaculating in my mouth, if anything I wanted to experience what that would be like - even though it would have seemed unimaginably disgusting to me a few weeks ago. No, I didn't want him to waste his strength. I had another place more than ready for this cock of his.

"Johnnie, I don't want to make you come like this, I have a desperate need for you down there."

"No sweat girl, I've got bags of control today. I gave the missus a good seeing to this morning."

I let go of him. "Johnnie! You're awful!" I slapped the side of his bottom. But I didn't mind really. "Come here, you naughty boy." And I pulled him down onto the rug with me.

We kissed and he fondled my breasts. He started to undo my blouse. I looked around anxiously.

I let him take off my blouse and my bra. He told me to take my skirt off. I looked around once more, then pulled my skirt off. I was naked in this field with a naked man about to fuck me.

He rolled me over onto my back and told me to relax.

"Open your legs, Jeanie."

I opened my legs. What an extraordinary feeling it was to have fresh air on that part of me.

"I bet you taste nice, Jeanie," he said.

And then he was there, his head between my legs and he was kissing my pubic hair, lots of little kisses there. I closed my eyes waiting for what I hoped he was going to do next. What would it be like? Nobody had ever put their mouth to that part of me before.

When his lips touched my most sensitive spot I raised my shoulders off the rug in surprise and delight. Such a soft, exciting, electric feeling! I lay back as he moved his tongue around me down there, even putting his tongue between my inner lips, his tongue penetrating me. That anyone would do such a thing!

And now he was sucking on the lips of my sex, nuzzling me, kissing, licking. And then he was on my clitoris again, his tongue moving so fast from side to side. The pleasure was too much.

"Johnnie, Johnnie," I whispered. "I'm coming, I'm coming."

And come I did. I bucked up off the rug. I put my hands on his head, pushing him against me. Such an orgasm!

"God, Johnnie, I..." I was going to say I hadn't meant to come, but I didn't say it. All I wanted now was him inside me, I was hot for him. I pulled him up on top of me.

Oh the luxury of it when that thing of his slid into me.

"Do me, Johnnie, good and hard," I said through gritted teeth. I wanted him to pound me, to force me, to fuck me hard.

And he did. Off he went, so powerful, so strong. I was lost in it, tossing my head from side to side repeating the words: 'oh, God, oh God,' as I abandoned myself totally to the pleasure of it. Johnnie, Johnnie, Johnnie!

I climaxed and I climaxed again. I was in such a state of heightened pleasure that it was like one long, long orgasm, I had never imagined such heights were possible.

After my second peak, Johnnie said, "Phew, Jeanie, you're insatiable, you'll wear me out." And he pulled his cock out of me and lay down on the rug beside me panting.

I was worried about him, "Johnnie, I'm sorry, I was so carried away, are you all right?"

"Hey, hey, hey, don't apologise, girl, you are one hell of a great fuck."

Again I found myself laughing at his directness. "Am I, Johnnie, really? A great fuck?" I repeated the words, I liked the sound of them.

"Phew, you bet."

"What makes a great fuck, Johnnie?" I used the words again.

Johnnie shrugged. "Dunno, really. You just love it so much, dontcha, Jeanie?"

"I think I love you, Johnnie."

"Ah, ah, ah," he said. "None of that."

I hadn't really meant it in quite that way. I said, "I am in love with you in a way, Johnnie, but what I am really in love with is this." And I grabbed his slippery cock, leaned over him and plunged it into my mouth.

"Do you like the taste of your cunt, Jeanie?"

He was so basic! I shrugged. "Hmmm," I said as I sucked and licked him, cradling his testicles in my hand, wiggling my fingers underneath them, moving his balls around as I sucked his cock.

"Get on top of me, Jeanie."

"I thought you were worn out," I said.

I knelt over him, facing him. I put the palms of my hands on his chest. I hovered above him for a moment, then went down, not taking him inside me but pressing his cock against his stomach, moving back and forth, his cock in the groove of my sex.

I looked down at him. "Do you want it inside me, Johnnie?" I was teasing him. I was going to make him say 'fuck me'.

But Johnnie smiled, suddenly grabbed my arms, pulled me forwards towards him, jerked his hips upwards, pushed me back and he was in me!


"Ah!" I exclaimed in surprise.

"Yes please," he said sarcastically.

I pinched his nipples.

"Two can play at that game," he said, and he pinched me.

I gave a playful 'ouch' and we laughed together.

"Quiet, Jeanie," he said. "Someone's coming."

I froze.

"Oh no, it's all right," he said. "It's only you."

"Oh, you silly thing, stop it."

"Have you had enough then? Do you want to go home?" Johnnie said.

"Tch. I don't mean stop that. Get that machine of yours working before I bite your neck."

I leaned forwards so that my breasts were just touching his chest, my bottom sticking up in the air.

The fresh air, a breeze between your buttocks, around your most intimate parts is a most unusual and a most pleasant sensation. What might normally be perspiring and clammy felt open, fresh and natural.

I rested my head on his shoulder. I kissed his ear.

Johnnie started to fuck me, but slowly.

"Like this?" he asked.

"You can fuck me any way you like, my darling, fuck me any way you like, any time you like, anywhere you like."

"OK," he said. And before I knew it he had lifted me off him and rolled me onto my back.

"Kneel up," he said. "On all fours. Let me see that gorgeous arse of yours."

I obeyed. Johnnie knelt up behind me. I felt him slide into me from behind.

"How does that feel, Jeanie?"

"It feels good," I said. I hardly need mention that Harry had never done it to me like this.

Johnnie was holding me around the waist, pulling me backwards and forwards as he went in and out of me. At first he did it slowly and I felt the full length of him going into me, then he would withdraw it so that the tip of his thing barely parted my lips. Then ram into me. Every time it went in I made an 'ooooh' sound. Soon he was going faster, properly fucking me now. I let my head fall forwards as my neck muscles tired. I looked between my legs, I could see his testicles going backwards and forwards, banging against me in the most delightful way. When he was up to full speed it was all I could do to stay in the right position for him.

And then pleasure began to engulf me again and I told him I was about to orgasm. This time I was aware of everything, conscious, taking in every detail of the experience.

"Can you come too, Johnnie?" I said. "Please, with me?"

"Yea, Jeanie, yea."

"Come on then, Johnnie, come on then." And I looked over my shoulder trying to see his face, to watch him as he came.

I came first, still trying to hold my head so I could see him, telling him I was coming, saying 'come, Johnnie, come.'

And then with a huge sigh he said 'yes!' and at that instant he pulled his cock out of me and did it to himself with his hand, and then I saw an enormous jet of semen shoot out of him and land 'splash' on my back. And I peaked again as Johnnie spurted onto me. I could see the muscles in his chest contracting and knotting as he came. And then when he had pulled the last spurts of his semen out of himself he relaxed and rested forwards on me and we rolled onto the rug exhausted.

Sex, sex, sex! I loved it! I licked and sucked Johnnie's cock, revelling in the taste of it, the feel of its half hard sponginess in my mouth. I could have feasted on it all afternoon.

We lay there, naked, under the sun for perhaps half an hour. We must have dozed off as we were awakened by a tractor coming up the road. What if this was his field?

The tractor went on past but we were awake now.

"At least no-one saw us," I said as we got dressed.

"Eh? Didntcha see them?"

"See who?"

"You must have been far gone. A couple of walkers went down that side of the field." Johnnie pointed.

"Johnnie! No! Did they see?"

"Yea. When you were on top and had your arse in the air."

"Johnnie, what if they recognised me?"

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Johnnie laughed. "Yea? Show your arse off a lot, do ya?"

"Oh, silly boy."

We packed up and got back into the car. On the way back Johnnie said, "Fancy coming to a party, Jeanie?"

"What sort of party?" I asked cautiously.

"You know, a sex party. Anything goes."

"I'm not sure, Johnnie." I wasn't sure I was ready for that.

"Well give it a thought. Got any leather gear?"

"Leather gear?" I said.

"Yea, it's a leather do. Nothing kinky. Tell yer what, if you wanna come I know where you can get kitted out."

I made Johnnie drop me off several streets away from home. Arriving home looking dishevelled, grass in my hair with this young man might have set tongues wagging.

I bumped into Mrs Warboys as I turned into our road.

"Hello, Jean, you're looking well. Been for a walk?"

"Hmmm," I said dreamily. "A very long walk, a very lovely, very wonderful walk."

That evening I had to put aftersun lotion in some very unfamiliar places.

What was to happen to me next would have been unthinkable just one short week ago.

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