**Barnyard Bliss**

I was fixing the fence out behind the barn when I heard the soft shuffle of boots in the hay. I turned around, wiping sweat from my brow, and there she was—Jenny, the neighbor’s daughter, with her tits practically spilling out of her flannel shirt, her big blue eyes wide and clueless as always.

“Hey,” she said, chewing on her lower lip like she always did when she was nervous. “Daddy said you might need help out here?”

I smirked. Everyone knew Jenny wasn’t the sharpest tool in the shed, but damn if she wasn’t the most fuckable. She had those heavy, round tits that swayed when she walked, and her ass filled out her jeans in a way that made it impossible not to stare.

“Yeah,” I said, tossing the wrench aside. “I could use a hand. Or two.”

She blinked, not getting the hint. “What do you need me to do?”

I stepped closer, my dick already stirring in my pants. “Let me show you.”

I didn’t wait for an answer. I grabbed her by the waist and pushed her up against the rough wooden wall of the barn. She gasped, her tits pressing against my chest, and I could feel her stiff nipples through the thin fabric.

“Wh-what are you—”

I cut her off, crushing my mouth against hers. She let out a little whimper, her body tensing for a second before melting into me. Her lips were soft and clumsy, like she’d never been kissed properly before.

“You ever done this, Jenny?” I murmured against her mouth, already tugging at the buttons of her shirt.

She shook her head, her cheeks flushed pink. “No… I mean, not really—”

I didn’t let her finish. I shoved the shirt off her shoulders, exposing those perfect tits—full and round, her pink nipples pebbled and begging for my mouth. I palmed one, squeezing hard, and she gasped, arching into my touch.

“Fuck, you’re built for this,” I growled, ducking my head to suck a nipple into my mouth.

She moaned, her hands fluttering at her sides like she didn’t know where to put them. I grabbed one and shoved it down the front of my jeans, making her jerk in surprise as her fingers wrapped around my cock.

“That’s it,” I groaned. “Feel how hard you make me?”

Her breath hitched as she squeezed tentatively. “It’s so… big.”

I smirked. “You ain’t seen nothing yet.”

I spun her around, pressing her chest against the barn wall, and yanked her jeans down to her knees. Her ass was just as perfect as the rest of her—plump and soft, with just the barest hint of dampness between her thighs.

“Please,” she whimpered, wiggling her hips like she didn’t even know what she was begging for.

I slapped her ass, making her yelp, then dragged my fingers between her legs. She was already soaked, her pussy slick and warm. I rubbed two fingers over her clit, making her buck against my hand.

“You’re dripping, baby,” I grunted, sliding my fingers inside her. She was tight—fuck, so tight—and she clenched around me like she didn’t know whether to pull away or take more.

“I—I don’t—” Her words dissolved into a high-pitched moan as I crooked my fingers, finding that sweet spot inside her.

“You don’t gotta think,” I said, pulling my fingers free and shoving my jeans down. I pressed the head of my cock against her entrance, teasing her. “Just take it.”

She nodded frantically, and I didn’t wait. I pushed inside with one hard thrust, burying myself in her tight little cunt. She cried out, her nails digging into the wood as she tried to adjust.

“Fuck, you’re tight,” I groaned, gripping her hips and pulling her back onto me.

She rocked with me, panting and whimpering, her tits bouncing with every thrust. Her moans got louder, needier, her pussy clenching around me like she was trying to milk my cock.

I reached around and rubbed her clit, making her scream as she came, her walls squeezing me so hard I saw stars. I fucked her through it, slamming into her until my own release ripped through me.

“Take it,” I snarled, holding her still as I pumped my cum deep inside her.

She trembled, her legs shaking, and when I pulled out, a trickle of my release dripped down her thigh.

She turned around, her lips parted, her tits flushed. “That was… was that supposed to happen?”

I laughed, tucking myself back into my jeans. “Yeah, baby. And next time, we’ll do it again.”

She just blinked at me, still clueless—but now, at least, she had a reason to come back.