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"Mh." Is the only response you get, his eyes devouring every inch of you, his cock twitching inside you at the sole mention of his name.
"Pass." You breathlessly ask, holding out your hand as your cunt fully sinks onto his length. He nods, passing you the joint with dazed eyes while the pale, grayish smoke seeps out of his nostrils.
You grab it from his fingers, take a long drag from it, and let the mist fill the old barn, and that enjoyable dizziness your body.
You were hired as an au pair for Johnathan's family a year back, It was sort of pricey for them, but they really needed someone that could watch the younger son while they took care of everything elseβat least until he gets old enough to help around the farm, like Johnathan.
His brotherβOliverβtook to you like a duck to water.
You have fun listening to his endless chatting about the dreams he had the night before, watching him draw dinosaurs and mermaids as he tells you how completely reasonable it is for both of those creatures to have existed. He's funny, sweet, a very smart kid. His older brother on the other handβ¦it took you a while to get the full picture on him.
When you first got to the farm you both minded your own: you'd watch Oliver and Johnny would just disappear wherever the fuck. You didn't really know himβso you didn't really care, until one day his parents went out, bringing Oliver with them, leaving you two completely alone.
You don't even remember how it happened: you were doing small talk in the kitchen one minute, and the next you were sprawled onto his bed while he moaned into your ear, pushing his leaking cock into you as you begged him to go harder.
Since then, you two have been hooking up whenever left alone and in the mood, which is exactly why you're on top of him right now.
It turns you on, the sneaking aroundβ¦the fact that whenever his family is leaving the door his hand is already on your ass is enough to make your panties soaked before you're even pulling his zipper down.
You have around two hours before everyone returns home, leaving you plenty of time to do whatever your heartβor your cuntβdesires.
You slowly ride him, rolling your hips, making him throw his head back onto the hay stack you're laying on as you hold onto the joint. He accompanies your movements, his calloused hands guiding you to him by holding onto your sides.
Johnny stares up at you, a disoriented smirk coloring his lips. He reaches up, grabs his cowboy hat and places it onto your head.
You chuckle, handing him the weed as you clutch the brown leather hat with one hand. Your fingers graze his clothed chest, fidgeting with the buttons of his shirt as his arm moves up your back. He holds you closer, pushing your tits to his face.
His hot breath fans against your bare skin as he sticks his hand under your clothes and fumbles with the hook of your bra. A soft moan escapes you as you plunge down onto his dick, feeling it hit that sweet spot, right up your cervix.
Your bra comes off, your breasts spill out of your neckline.
Johnny looks up at you as his lips attach to your nipple, his free hand still holding the lit blunt. A light shiver vibrates through you at such a sensitive spot being stimulated so nicelyβ¦your hands dip into his vibrant, red hair, making a delicate moan erupt from him. He grabs your hips, bobbing you on his cock with ease as his eyes zero in on your bouncing tits.
"Justβahβa bit more.." He babbles incoherently, gasping out breathless moans as your slick pussy fills the old barn with lewd squelches.
With every thrust he pushes a little: "Ah, ah, ahβ¦" out of you.
The orgasm spreads through every single part of your body, further enhanced by the weed. A loud lament escapes you when you feel yourself clench around Johnny's latex-coated cock. It stretches you out so nicely as he keeps fucking his warm cum into you, filling up the condom to the brim.
Johnny gradually stops his thrusts and you lift yourself up, letting his now soft dick slowly slide out of you. You climb off him with a laugh as you look at his gelatin-like state.
"Are you laughin' at me?" He asks with a tired look while you sink on the hay next to him.
Johnny lets out a dazed chuckle and places the joint in the middle of his parted lips, taking a drag.
"Is there a nice way to laugh at someone?" He asks as he fixes up his pants, the blunt dangling from his teeth.
"I'd say so." You muse before running your hand through his hair, making a smile appear on his drained face.
