The Passions of Bronwyn by Martina Martyn Page A

his body on mine but I know it’s not the right thing to do yet.’ 
    She moaned as Betty moved her fingers lower and pushed one right inside Wyn moving it in and out, at the same time rubbing the nub of her sex.  Wyn could feel the pleasure building, ‘turn around,’ she told Betty huskily, ‘I want to taste you.’  Betty quickly turned around and Wyn used her tongue until she felt the wetness and heard the cry as Betty’s pleasure climaxed.
    A few weeks later Wyn and Betty were walking around the estate, as they had a rare couple of hours off, when they came across an old barn. 
    ‘Let’s go in,’ suggested Betty, ‘I’ve never been inside a barn before.’  
    They went in and were disappointed that there were just bales of hay.  Betty spotted a ladder leading up to another level. 
    ‘I’m going to see what’s up there,’ she told Wyn. 
    ‘Be careful,’ Wyn replied.  ‘There could be spiders and mice up there.’ 
    ‘Ugh I’ll be careful,’ said Betty. 
    She climbed up the ladder and disappeared from sight.  A few minutes later she called down, ‘come up Wyn, it’s an amazing view from up here.’ 
    Wyn climbed the ladder, looked through the hatch that Betty was looking through and stood staring in wonder at the view in front of her.  They could see for miles across the countryside from up there.  There were cows and sheep in the fields and they could even see the glimmer of water on a stream in the distance. 
    ‘Ooh it’s lovely,’ whispered Wyn. ‘So peaceful and quiet.’ 
    They sat with their legs dangling out of the hatch and just looked at everything in front of them.  Suddenly there was a sound from down below and they both jumped. 
    ‘What’s that?’ whispered Wyn. 
    ‘I don’t know,’ replied Betty.  She eased herself towards the edge of the floor and looked down.  Wyn heard her gasp and edged her way forward to join her.  Betty put her finger to her lips and whispered ‘shh.’  She pointed down.  Wyn looked down and saw Mr Charles down there with the farmer’s wife, Annie.  ‘Oh,’ she mouthed to Betty.  As they watched, Mr Charles took Annie into his arms and started kissing her passionately.  They sank onto a hay bale and Mr Charles started undressing Annie.  He undid her blouse and exposed her voluptuous breasts.  He moved his fingers over her nipples and she gasped.  His hand moved further down her body and he pulled her skirt off.  She wasn’t wearing any kind of under garment and her womanhood was immediately exposed.  ‘Undo me,’ Mr Charles moaned.  Annie undid his shirt and ran her hands over his chest, her fingers mingling with his hair.  She tugged on his nipples and he gave a loud moan.  ‘Lower,’ he gasped as her hand started moving further down his body.  She undid his trousers and his large member sprang out.  Wyn and Betty gaped at it in surprise.  It was very large and erect.  They looked at each other and had to stop themselves from laughing out loud.  Mr Charles moaned louder as Annie put her hand around him and started moving it up and down.  ‘Stop, stop,’ moaned Mr Charles ‘or it’ll be over too soon.’  He moved on top of her and started putting small kisses all down her body until he got to the heart of her sex.  He moved his tongue around in circles and Annie’s body arched in pleasure.  ‘Oh quick,’ she said, ‘get inside me, I’m ready.’  Mr Charles got on top of her, inserted his member inside her and started moving up and down moving faster and faster.  Annie was moaning in pleasure until she suddenly cried out as she climaxed.  Charles immediately pulled out of her body and she moved down to take him into her mouth.  Mr Charles had hold of her head pushing himself backwards and forwards in her mouth faster and faster.  He suddenly went still and then his body started jerking in pleasure.  He cried out loudly.  It all went quiet and Mr Charles gave Annie a long kiss.  ‘That