Kinky Confessions

Kinky Confessions: Caught Masturbating in a Barn

Girl Lying in Hay

I feel that I need to preface things by mentioning that I grew up on a farm. I was home from University for the summer when this took place, not stowed away in some random barn, touching myself. Does that make it any less of a kinky confession? I’m not sure.

Meet kinky women now at BDSMdate.com!

It was a really hot day. Being that our farm was situated on a remote section of country road with no neighbors in sight, I decided to take my top off to do the chores. We had five horses and caring for them required some hard physical labor. I was not about to sweat more than I had to, and the breeze felt sooo good against my breasts. Why hadn’t I thought of this sooner?

Anyhow, I was shovelling away with the music pumping and before long I started to get super horny. I don’t know if it was the heat or the breeze, or my rhythmic movements in time to the music, but I suddenly wished that my boyfriend was there. He was back in the city, unable to visit for a week and a half, but my desire was so strong… I had to do something about it right then and there!

I set the pitchfork up against the wall, took off my gloves, unzipped my pants and started touching myself. I had just spread down a thick layer of straw, and soon I was down in it, as waves of ecstasy had weakened my knees.

Sensing where things were headed, I grabbed a clean horse blanket and lay it down on the straw, then stretched out on my back and prepared for a long, luxurious time of it.

The music was so loud, and I was so deep into the throws of passion that I didn’t hear the blacksmith’s truck as it approached the barn. It was heavy with irons and various blacksmith implements that made a hell of a noise as they banged together in the flatbed, but I heard nothing.

Just as soon as I felt the thunderous release of a massive orgasm, I opened my eyes to see the blacksmith staring at me from behind a stack of hay; a look of shock and titillation on his face. He wasn’t much older than I was. I knew that he had a wife, and judging from his reaction, I could tell that she probably had never once masturbated in front of him.

I shrieked in surprise. It was so humiliating! I had completely forgotten the appointment we had made to get the horses shod. I didn’t know what to do, so I just got up, found my shirt on the hook where I had left it, and went outside, all the while pretending that I hadn’t noticed he was there. When I returned with horses in tow, he acted as if he had just arrived and had missed the whole thing.

We never once spoke of it, but I could have sworn his wife gave me a funny little look the next time I saw her at a community barbecue. I have a feeling that her husband’s voyeurism might have fueled some spicy role plays for the two of them, or at least I hope it did. It’s always nice to think of an orgasm spreading its joy from one pussy to another, lol!

Kinky Confessions is a regular post on Kink Lovers. We want readers to share their tantalizing tales of kink, fetish, and fantasy. SUBMIT YOUR STORY HERE! These stories don’t have to be real, they can be fiction that you’d like turned into reality!

Tell us what you think!

Tell us what you think!

Find Kinky Hookups in Ashburn at BDSMdate.com
To Top