Matty pulled a pile of multi-colored cloth from the cedar chest and turned, dropping the pile on the bed. Jeanne put out a quick hand to steady it.

“There, you should find a blanket you like in that pile,” Matty said as she sat on the bed. The pile bounced, dangerously close to falling. Jeanne leaped forward and slapped a hand down on the pile of blankets again.

“Sure, I don’t need much, it’s really not that cold. Thanks for your help.”

“No problem, mom said to help or she’d skin me alive. Ooops,” Matty said giggling, covering her mouth with a slender hand. “I wasn’t supposed to say that.”

“I understand,” Jeanne said with a quick smile. “I’m kind of scared too. This is really strange to me, I’ve never been out of Cincinnati before, much less seen a farm. Does it always smell like this?”

“Sure, I guess. You get used to it.”

“I’ll try. Why does your brother always stare at me, Matty?”

“Jeremy has never seen a grown up girl with tits like yours,” Matty nodded at Jeanne’s chest as she bounced on the mattress.

“They are kind of nice,” Matty finally admitted. She looked down at her own nearly flat chest with a frown. “I don’t know how you get them to grow, mine sure won’t.”

“You’ve spent your whole life on a farm, you grow muscles, not tits. Tit’s come from fat.”

“Really? So if I was fat I’d have tits?”

“Probably,” Jeanne said uncomfortably. Although she was 18, the same age as her friend, she felt like she was light-years ahead of Matty in some areas. The two girls had met at the new student orientation at Ohio State in Columbus about two months earlier, where they’d found out they’d be rooming together.

They had exchanged a few emails and chatted online over the next few weeks, and discovered they had a lot in common. They liked a lot of the same music, they both enjoyed reading sci-fi and romance novels and both hoped to pursue careers in the medical field. When Jeanne’s mother was suddently killed in a car crash, Matty had extended an invitation to her to spend a few days at the cattle farm in Seville, supposedly so they could get to know each other better before starting their college classes in the fall, but Jeanne suspected it was her friend’s way of offering her the chance to get out of the house for awhile. Whatever the reason behind the invitation, Jeanne had gratefully accepted.

“Where is everybody anyway? Shouldn’t we be working or something?”

“Naw, not today. I’m supposed to show you around. Dad’s working at the Regan place today, and Mom went to a cattle auction to look at calves, neither of them will be back until after midnight.” Matty replied.

“Come on, I’ll show you around,” Matty leapt to her feet and grabbed Jeanne’s hand. She dragged Jeanne downstairs at breakneck speed, then out across the yard to the front of the barn. They entered the haymow through a small trap door above the milking parlor. In a moment they were across the nearly empty haymow to the small square door leading to the calf pen. Matty placed a finger on her lips and gently pulled the string that opened the door. She slipped the loop over a nail and laid down to look through the door. Matty noticed Jeanne’s absence and turned, beckoning her forward.

“See, down there, that’s the calf pen,” Matty pointed to the far side of the barn. “This is one of my favorite places to just quietly watch them.”

She suddenly realized that Jeanne’s face was two inches from her own. She looked at the soft, red lips and without thinking about what she was doing, or the possible consequences, she leaned forward and kissed them.

“Hey, what’d you do that for?” Jeanne restrained the impulse to wipe her lips on the back of her hand.

“I don’t know, you just looked so sweet… and sad. I’m sorry.”

“That’s all right, Mom used to kiss me all the time. I kind of miss it.”

“I’m sorry about your Mom, I can’t imagine having to deal with the loss of my mother. They’re just supposed to live forever, somehow,” Matty replied, her voice letting the thought trail off into the quietness of the loft.

“I haven’t wanted to talk about it, it just hurts in places I never imagined …” Jeanne said softly.

“You want to talk now?” Matty’s voice was so sympathetic that Jeanne felt like crying.

“No, not really.” she replied, with a trembling on her lips. Jeanne saw it and couldn’t resist the urge to make it go away.

“Can I kiss you again?”

“Ok, I guess. But not a deep one, I can’t stand deep kisses. Some guys I’ve dated practically shove their tongue down my throat and think that’s kissing.”

“That’s fine, I don’t know what they are anyway,” Matty whispered as she moved her mouth closer to Jeanne’s while looking in her soft, brown eyes. Jeanne finally closed her eyes and let her lips touch hers. At first it was a delicate touch. In a moment it grew more urgent. Jeanne felt an arm go around her body. She rolled over on her back and allowed Matty to lay atop her. As the kiss grew more prolonged and more passionate, Jeanne felt Matty’s tongue gently begin to explore her mouth. She found she didn’t mind and opened her mouth and fenced back with her own tongue. She sucked Matty’s tongue into her mouth and giggled at the desperate choking sound coming from Matty.

“What are you trying to do, rip my tongue out?” Matty chuckled softly.

The two continued to explore with their lips and tongues, when Matty finally broke away and sat back, gasping for air. “I’m getting hot,” Matty finally confessed.

“Me too,” Jeanne said with a soft smile. “I fantasied about taking a roll in the hay, but never with a girl.”

“A roll in the hay?”

“Never mind, it’s an old joke.”

“Jeanne, can you do me one more favor?”

“What?”

“Well I know we’ll be roommates for the next couple of years, but I’d really like to see your tits up close, while we have a chance. I’ve never seen a pair of soft, firm tits like yours before in my life.”

“You want me to take my blouse off and show you my tits?” Jeanne asked with surprise.

“Yeah. Do you mind?” Matty’s face was so innocent that Jeanne knew she couldn’t be faking such naivety.

“Well ok, but just a couple of buttons, I don’t want to get caught like this if your brother comes snooping around.” Jeanne said as she began to unbutton the top buttons of her blouse.

“There, does that satisfy your curiousity?” Jeanne asked as she pulled open the top of her blouse to reveal her ample breasts.

“Does that feel good?” Matty asked excitedly, as her slender hand began to fondle Jeanne’s left breast. She rubbed her finger over the nipple again and watched Jeanne’s sweet face twist in pleasure.

“Yeah, real good,” Jeanne sighed with her eyes closed.

“Maybe I can be like a calf,” Matty said in a playful voice. Before Jeanne could open her eyes to see what Matty meant, she felt a pair of warm lips on her nipple. Matty sucked and tongued the nipple to incredible hardness. She felt the remaining buttons being undone as Matty’s lips moved to the other nipple and nursed on that one as well. Jeanne moaned and arched on the hay, mumbling meaningless encouragements. Matty threw open her blouse and massaged her stomach as she suckled her breast.

Within a few more minutes Jeanne was lost in her own world. With her eyes closed she didn’t know who was sucking on her nipple, or cared. She snaked her hand down to her jeans and unzipped them. She slipped her finger inside the seam of her panties and began rubbing her little button. Matty had started a fire in her loins that had to be put out.

Matty stopped and looked at Jeanne in surprise. She watched the intense expression on Jeanne’s face, then slid down to watch her bringing herself to orgasm. Matty sniffed as she noticed the aroma of Jeanne’s pussy filling the air. Matty leaned forward, sniffing experimentally and wanting a closer look, she grabbed hold of the jeans and panties and pulled them down past Jeanne’s knees. Jeanne lifted her hips, letting the pants slide down, and opened her legs wider as she continued stroking her clit.

Matty was fascinated. It was incredible, watching Jeanne’s finger probing the tiny little envelope at the center of her pussy. Matty impulsively took the slender hand, pulled it to her mouth, and sucked the finger which had been bringing Jeanne to the brink of orgasm. Jeanne cried an objection. Matty was shaking so hard she thought her bones would rattle. She had never been so excited and so scared in her life. Her own little pussy was burning. She was so horny that she would have done anything.

“I’m going to lick you,” Matty said in finality. Jeanne’s head jerked up at the sound of the tiny voice, it brought her back to reality. She watched as Matty moved around between her legs and lowered her little face within inches of her pussy. Jeanne wanted to cry out an objection, but she was so hot she needed relief. She watched as the face drew closer. Afraid that Matty would back out at the last second, she held her breath. As if watching in a dream, she saw Matty move out of sight beneath her hairy mound. Matty snuggled up between Jeanne’s open thighs, then extend her tongue and moved closer.

The first exciting contact made Jeanne suppress a scream. Matty’s surprised eyes went to her face, then she realized it was a scream of pleasure, not pain. She licked the pussy liberally, from the very bottom to the little v on top. Jeanne gasped and rolled on the hay in a pleasing manner. Matty’s moist lips sampled Jeanne’s flavor for a moment, then she began licking vigorously. She burrowed her little face into Jeanne’s crotch and began sucking and licking the clit. Noticing that Jeanne made pleasureable noises when she did that, she moved her puckered lips to Jeanne’s vulva, sucked and slid her tongue up inside her. She felt Jeanne’s pussy clenching around her tongue and it reminded her of Jeanne sucking her tongue into her mouth. Methodically, Matty began tongue fucking Jeanne, sliding her tongue in and out of the withering girl as fast as she could. When her mouth and tongue grew tired she switched and began licking Jeanne’s pussy from the hole at the bottom to the little v at the top. She tried to lick fast, like a dog drinking water. She found she couldn’t make her tongue move that fast for very long, but it must have been fast enough. Jeanne was panting and groaning on the hay, rolling around and humping her pussy against her face, all at the same time.

Everything she did seemed to make Jeanne scream and moan, and she was afraid her brother would come around and hear them, so she decided she better bring Jeanne to orgasm quickly. Matty spread the pussy with her fingers and began torturing the clit. She pressed her tongue against the little button and pressed back and forth where it hid in the fleshy little envelope.

Jeanne arched her back. She was emitting a series of grunting sighs now. Her desperate hands flew down and grabbed the back of Matty’s head, pulling her face tightly into her crotch. Matty had no choice but to press her lips around the clit and suck hard. She managed to get in a few licks occasionally, but Jeanne was humping her face so hard that she doubted if the beautiful girl even felt it. Jeanne was in a world of her own. The pants grew louder and louder until Jeanne let out a high-pitched scream and shot up off the hay. She mashed Matty’s face into her crotch as wave after wave struck her. One convulsion after another ripped through her loins to be met by Matty’s sweet little sucking lips.

The orgasm seemed to go on forever. After what seemed a long time Jeanne relaxed on the hay and pushed Matty’s persistent face out of her crotch.

“No more, sweetie, I can’t stand it.”

“Why?” Matty asked in disappointment. “I wish I could stay down there all day.”

“If you don’t know why, then you’ve never had an orgasm,” Jeanne said as her body returned to normal.

“No, I’ve never had sex,” Matty slowly admitted.

“You’re kidding,” Jeanne shot up off the hay and looked at her incredulously.”

“No,” Matty said simply, blushing slightly at voicing such an admission.

“Well get those jeans off and spread those little legs, because anybody who can do me like that, deserves an orgasm.”

“Really?” Matty asked excitedly. She never even considered that Jeanne would ever do it to her.

“Really,” Jeanne said with a gusty sigh.

Matty began fumbling with the metal button with nervous fingers. Jeanne suddenly pulled her hands away and slipped the button, then yanked the zipper down by ripping the top wide. Matty leaned far back on her shoulders so her friend could pull the jeans off. She was left in her white cotton panties and her blue denim men’s shirt.

“Those too,” Jeanne commanded, pointing at the panties.

“But the hay pokes me,” Matty complained.

“Here, sit on this,” Jeanne folded the jeans and handed them to Matty. Matty lifted her little ass and slid the jeans under it. While it was lifted Jeanne yanked down the cotton panties to reveal a little girl’s pussy. Matty’s mound was sparsely covered in soft down like curls. Matty’s body was just starting to bloom with the markings of womanhood.

“Oh, how cute,” Jeanne said in admiration.

“Thanks,” Matty said in embarrassment. “It hasn’t grown much either.”

“It’s absolutely perfect, just the way it is. Men… and women, will go crazy over a pussy like that. It looks absolutely delicious.”

Matty turned red in embarrassment. She couldn’t believe that she was laying in her haymow, discussing her pussy with her.

“Un-button that too,” Jeanne suddenly pointed at the shirt. With clumsy, shaking fingers, Matty slowly complied. She slowly pulled open her shirt for Jeanne to admire her chest. It was also like a little girl’s chest.

“You’re just a late bloomer, Matty. There’s nothing to feel inferior about. In a couple more years you will be as big as me.”

“Are you sure?”

“Of course I’m sure. See how your nipples look puffy and swollen?”

“Yeah?”

“That means they still have some growing to do. You have the body of a fourteen year old, that’s all. And now, I’m going to taste those budding nipples and bury my mouth over that beautiful mound of yours,” Jeanne said as she leaned forward. She shook her hair back out of her face as she laid down between Matty’s long slender legs.

“This is kind of kinky,” Jeanne said as she settled into place.

“What?”

“I feel like I’m eating my little sister.”

“I’ll be anything you want, as long as you stop the burning down there,” Matty said shyly.

Jeanne gently kissed her inner thigh and Matty arched her back, clenching her fists in the hay. Jeanne smiled and positioned her lips above the soft little pussy. She smelled the fragrant, little-girl aroma coming from Matty’s crotch and envied her immediately. With no further delays Jeanne sealed her mouth over the nearly hairless pussy. She worked her mouth from side to side, slightly rotating her head as she french-kissed the sweet little mound. Her busy tongue probed the very moist folds of flesh, lapping and tasting inside Matty’s tiny lips. Matty’s juices virtually exploded into her mouth. Jeanne was busy drinking the nectar until it slowly ran out.

Matty was immediately shocked by all the strong, almost painful feelings striking her through her pussy. It took her a moment to get over her shyness and apprehension. Once she realized that her pussy was acceptable to Jeanne, and that Jeanne was truly enjoying her taste, Matty relaxed and let the fire consume her loins. It was hard at first to deal with the feeling that she had to pee, but eventually she realized that it was a separate feeling, similar, but much more intense. She knew if she peed in Jeanne’s mouth she would quit licking her, and that was the very last thing on Earth she wanted. She wrapped her long legs tightly around Jeanne’s head and pulled her tightly into her crotch, while humping her sex against Jeanne’s mouth. It took only a moment to go from the first burning passion, to the tight intense waves leading to a full blown orgasm.

As she gasped and moaned, she petted Jeanne’s sweaty hair and urged her on with meaningless babble. As the orgasm broke Matty clenched Jeanne’s face between her hands and let her head fall back as she screamed at the old, web-covered wooden timbers. She panted and humped her sex against Jeanne’s mouth, then let go and fell back on the hay, rolling from side to side. As the orgasm died she gently pushed Jeanne’s juice-covered face away.

Jeanne smiled and licked her lips. She slowly raised up to her knees and watched Matty’s content face slowly go through a hundred changes. She was waiting for the last change, the look of guilt and revulsion. But it wasn’t there. Matty rolled over and giggled.

“You have slime on your face,” Matty said with another giggle.

“I know. How do you feel?”

“I feel more alive than I’ve ever felt before. I… I feel like doing it again. Do you?”

“Hey, girlfriend, let’s wait until we recover. We will be roommates for the next couple of years, you know.”

“Oh yeah,” Matty said in wonder. “Wow. Maybe we can do it every night,” she said joyfully.

“Most likely,” Jeanne said with a laugh. “Now can you help me finish unpacking?”

“Sure, anything you want,” Matty jumped to her feet and began pulling clothes on.

As they returned to the upstairs bedroom Matty suddenly noticed that Jeanne’s hair was full of hay. Jeanne turned Matty around and batted at her own hair. In a moment they were busily taking turns brushing each other’s hair.

Jeremy suddenly entered without knocking. He watched them combing each other’s hair for a moment, then his puzzled glance fell on the hay laying all over the floor. His eyes widened in sudden understanding, and flashing his sister a look of mixed disgust and envy he spun around and left, with a slam of the door.

“Well …he knows, or at least suspects what happened,” Matty said with a giggle.

“He sure does. Let’s make sure that’s all he finds out. We should slide in the dead bolt on your door from now on.”

Matty nodded wordlessly as Jeanne continued pulling the brush through her hair. Jeanne was going to be a very special visitor and she intended to enjoy her over the next few days as much as she could. After all … it was going to be a long four weeks before they started classes!

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