Tender Restraints

She was lying naked in the middle of one of the stalls that had been covered with about two feet of fresh hay that was loosely scattered about. Beside her was a silver tray with a chilled bottle of Sauvignon Blanc, some cheeses, strawberries, and grapes.
“My God, you are gorgeous lying there naked out in the open like this. You look just like a country girl,” he said, shifting his erection around in his jeans.
“I feel like a country girl, a slutty little country girl,” she smiled.
“Well, I don’t think that a picture of you lying there naked like that will make the cover of the 4-H Club magazine,” he chuckled.
“Not unless H stands for horny,” she grinned. “I think that you need to get over here, open this bottle of wine, and get ready to have sex with your slutty little country girl,” she said, smiling as she squeezed both of her nipples. He removed his clothing, climbed up on the haystack, and he lay down beside her.
“What did I do to deserve you in my life?” he whispered, brushing his lips across hers.
“You wrote a disgustingly naughty and perverse story about yourself and your poor, innocent teacher. Then, you tricked her into reading the revolting story, and the rest is, shall we say, history,” she giggled.
He opened the wine and poured each of them a glass. He held his glass up and toasted her exquisite beauty. They kissed as they sipped the cool wine and fed each other strawberries. He finished his wine and sat the glass on the tray. He kissed her passionately for the longest time. She pushed his face down to her right nipple. He licked, nibbled and sucked on it, forcing moans of pleasure and desire from her sweet lips.
She moved his mouth to her other nipple, and with her fingers, she placed it between his lips. He groaned loudly as he sucked it deeply into his mouth and began sucking as if he were nursing her.
She writhed and moaned from all of the luscious nipple play while she ground her pussy against his hip. “Oh, baby, I love my nipples sucked,” she groaned as he handed her a small bunch of large, red grapes.
“This orgasm’s just for you for being such a wonderful lover,” he said as he went down between her legs and kissed her wet pubis. He reached under her thighs, cupped her round, tight ass with his hands, and lifted her up to his lips.
“You can take all the time you want, lover. I’m not going anywhere. I’m not going to stop. I just want to give you pleasure,” he said.
She moaned deeply with a slight quiver in anticipation of feeling his soft, warm lips touch the wet flesh of her vulva.
He ran his lips over her moistened mound, nudging at her swollen lips as she gasped and rocked her pelvis up, sliding her sex against his face. He parted her tangled hair with his tongue and slid it up through her slit, resting it gently on her clitoris.
She gasped for air when he began sliding the tip of his tongue gently up and down the thin sheath of skin covering her engorged nugget.
“Oh, yes,” she whispered, nudging her pussy gently into his mouth.
He pulled her clit into his mouth and began steadily sucking on it as if he were nursing it like a nipple.
She hunched into him. “My God, that feels wonderful.”
He slid his tongue inside of her warm, moist opening and began fucking her with it while she hunched and squirmed, trying to shove more of it inside her.
He moaned as he inhaled her delicate, pungent odor and swallowed some of her warm, sweet nectar. “I think that I like this more than you do,” he groaned.
“I don’t think that’s possible,” she said with a deep sigh as she tilted her pelvis up and gently pushed his mouth away for a moment.
She reached down between her legs and slowly slid one of the large, red grapes inside of her oozing sex. "You do like grapes, don't you?"