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The Hayloft
Date: 10/13/2014, Categories: Love Stories, Author: Dancewithme, Rating: 9, Source: LushStories
tightness, the natural counterbalance to our eagerness, or we’d be over in a minute. “Oh, I have never known a woman like you!” I say, “Nor I a man like you, lover boy!” We both chuckle a little, and agree to get on with it. You begin to thrust up with abandon now, as I rush wildly into the wilderness of your love potions, again and again, when suddenly, your breathing is short and heavy, and you begin to squeeze me with orgasmic pulses, better than any hand could, bringing me with you to the ecstasy we have won. It seems like we are filling the barn with our cries of orgasmic pleasure, when you call my name, and I tell you, “I love you angel!” Your reaction is so sudden and full, you smile broadly, barely catching your breath and all, and say, “Oh baby, I thought you would never say that to me!” You hasten to embrace me, and pull me down to you while I am still in you, spent. We kiss again in celebration. I don’t remember how long, but I just know I woke up there too. As my eyes open with the call to dawn of the rooster, the loft is lighting up a gentle flesh, as I can’t take my eyes from you. I just can’t end it by waking up my angel, as I look out the loft door of this prairie barn and see the sun and moon side by side. I smile, quickly look back at you, and think of Neil Diamond’s words, “you are the sun, I am the moon, you are the words, I am the tune, play me.” I know you were made for me, and I shall never give you up. [A thank you for editing assistance goes to the incomparable BethanyFrasier.]