The barn reeked of dry hay and summer heat. Luberon sun baked the air. Siesta time. Insects buzzed like mad. Absolute quiet outside. Me and Alexis, same age, thick as thieves. We’d swiped panties from Aunt and cousin Jeanne. Hid them here to fake a perv scare. Now, panic. Aunt talks cops. Time to burn evidence.
We dig them out. Heat pulses on skin. Pretty things. Aunt’s big white lace panties. Jeanne’s sheer black thong. I sniff the crotch. Faint piss whiff lingers past wash. Dirty thrill shoots through me. Heart races. Alexis watches, smirks.
The Fever
“Bet you won’t wear one.”
“You first.”
He grabs Jeanne’s thong. Turns away, modest. Shorts off. Slip down. Slides it on. Turns back. Jaw drops. Transparent fabric hugs his cock clear as day. Thick outline. Jutting. So pretty. So fucking sexy. Pulse hammers.
“Your turn. Mom’s panties.”
No backing out. Game’s electric. I turn. Drop shorts. Pull on Aunt’s lace. Loose fit. My dick swells fast. Tents the fabric. Obvious bulge. Heart thuds wild.
He stares. Eyes lock on my crotch. His thong strains too. Both hard. Air thickens.
“Look at us, two sluts,” I purr, swaying hips.
“Sexy bitch,” he growls. Eyes devour me. Fever builds. I strut. His gaze burns hips, ass, bulge. Mine rips to his stretched thong.
“Horny little tease.”
“You lesbian slut?”
The Blaze
I wiggle closer. He steps in. “Alexia” grins wicked.
“Yeah.”
One step. Thongs clash. Cocks grind through fabric. His mouth crashes mine. First kiss ever. Tongues invade. Hungry. Dicks throb, trapped. Heart explodes. Hand slides down. Fingers dive into lace. Grip my shaft. Squeeze. Pump. Mine invades his thong. Hot. Hard. Pulsing meat.
The Ashes: Hay scratches backs. We collapse. He licks my belly. Tongue on cock through panties. Sucks balls. Fabric shifts. I erupt. First cum ever. Floods Aunt’s lace. Waves crash. Hold him tight. Gasp for air.
My turn. Stroke his abs. Thong wrecked. Yank elastic. Monster springs free. 9 inches, curved. Purple head gleams. Lips wrap it. Suck just the tip. Like a baby. He moans. Twitches. Tongue swirls. Suction slurps echo. Thirty seconds. He bucks. Fills my throat. Choke. Pull back. Ropes blast face. Eyes sting. Hair sticky. Gobs everywhere. Heaves, spent.
Hard again. He licks his cum off my face. Tongue hot. Kisses deep. Salty spit. Fingers probe balls, then ass. Pushes in. Finger-fucks my hole.
“Love it, slut? My finger in your pussy?”
“Yes, Alexia…”
Sucks me whole. Deepthroat. I blow load two. He swallows every drop. Gulps greedy.
We tangle in hay. Sweat-slick bodies glow. Cum trails dry sticky. Hearts slow. Doze off minutes. Near 7 PM. Dinner calls. River dip to rinse. Panties rehidden. For next time.