Roll in the Hay

(AN: Here is the 10th installment of Lust In A Storm. It is another steamy O.C. scene. I was watching Smallville while writing this chapter, so that is how Hermione ended up rolling in a hay loft. I don't own Harry Potter. Any known or recognized Harry Potter characters are the property of one J.K. Rowling. I'm just playing in her sandbox. Oliver Fewell is mine though. And as always, please read, review and enjoy!)

Hermione climbed up into the loft. She had met a boy in the small town where the camp she went to every year was located. They had spent a few hours talking and he had told her that his parents were away, and that she could come over to his house if she wanted. She had accepted his offer and they had gone back to his house in his truck. He had started leading her to the house, when she had noticed a barn about a hundred yards from the house. She had pulled Oliver Fewell, as he had told her his name was, towards the barn. He had taken her into the barn and pointed up to the hay loft.

That was how she found herself, laying back in the hay, with this fit young man on top of her, doing wicked things to her neck and chest with his mouth and tongue.

"So, do you bring all your unsuspecting dates up to this little nest you've made? Or is it just me?" Hermione panted, tugging on Oliver's hair.

"Normally, I just lay them out in the back of my truck and fuck their brains out, making them scream for more. Or I take them up to my room and we roll around on my bed for a bit while I get my fill of them until they have enough and leave. You are the only girl I've ever brought up here for sex, if that is what you want to do of course. I wouldn't assume that you go home with strange men all the time and spread your legs for them. But you are one fine piece of ass and I want to take you for a ride." Oliver said.

"Well then baby, I hope you are ready for a wild ride, because I do want to spread my legs for you, and I have always wanted to take a roll in the hay with a sexy man in Levi's. Now it looks like I'll get my chance." Hermione said.

She used her legs, wrapped around his hips, to flip them over. She sat up, straddling him and unbuttoned her top. He watched with lust filled grey eyes as the woman on top of him slipped her plaid shirt off and tossed it behind her. She wasn't wearing a bra, so her breasts were bared for his perusal. And what a set of breasts this beauty had. They were full, and when he reached up to squeeze them, they were just as heavy as they looked. He flicked his fingers over her rapidly hardening nipples. Her back arched and she made a loud mewling sound as he continued to play with her hardening tips. When she looked back down at him, her eyes were hazy with lust.

She leaned down and took his mouth in a hot, open-mouthed kiss and slipped her tongue over his. She began to unbutton his shirt and pushed it off his shoulders when he grabbed her ass and thrust his still clothed erection against her damp center. She moaned into his mouth and slid her hands down his hard, muscular chest, flicking his nipples and tracing his well-defined abdominal muscles until her fingers hit the button on his jeans. He had already torn her skimpy little lace knickers off, and had thrown the remains into the hay behind him. The fingers of his left hand were slipping through her slick folds whole his other hand was on the back of her neck, holding her to him so he could ravage her mouth with his own. Hermione moaned into Oliver's mouth and Oliver smirked against her lips as he slid first one finger, and then another into her dripping, aching cunt.

"Oliver!" she whined, pressing herself more fully into his hand.

"That's it baby, ride my fingers, take your pleasure. I wanna see you fall apart at least once before I plunge my cock into this tight little cunt of yours." Oliver said.

Hermione let out another mewling sound and began to ride her lover's fingers in earnest. He curled the fingers inside of her before squeezing in another finger and rubbing the spongy ridge inside of her that caused her to shriek with pleasure. She was moving her hips up and down as fast as she could until she was cumming. She threw her head back and screamed as her juices coated his hand, forearm and the front of his jeans as she continued to cum.

"That's it baby, scream your pleasure to the heavens, let everyone know how good I'm making you feel." Oliver hissed.

Hermione finally came down from her intense orgasm and used her hands on her lover's chest to keep herself upright. Oliver pulled his hand from Hermione's drenched folds and was about to slip his fingers into his mouth and suck them clean, when Hermione did it for him. She grabbed his hand and brought it up to her mouth before wrapping her lips around them and sucking them clean. Her tongue slicked over the calloused flesh of his fingers as her mouth made love to his hand. It was all Oliver could do not to blow his load in his jeans like an inexperienced school boy looking at his first set of tits. She dropped his hand and then leaned down to kiss him. He could taste her essence as her tongue slipped between his lips again, and he realized that he wanted to taste some more. But first, there was a rather pressing issue to deal with, growing harder and more painful by the minute.

She reached down between their bodies and unbuttoned his jeans and started pulling them down his hips, moaning when she felt bare flesh beneath her fingertips. He was going commando today it seemed, and that was alright in Hermione's book. But before she could finish removing his trousers, he flipped them over and got up on his knees after kicking his jeans, shoes and socks off. Hermione looked down and gasped at the sight of the cock that stood up long, thick and proud between her lover's legs. It was diamond hard and already weeping precum. He reached between his legs and gave his cock a few strokes, spreading his precum up and down his shaft as he went. Hermione let out a whimpering mewl again and reached up to pull her lover back down against her body. He went willingly, and brought his mouth back to hers in a kiss that sent fire blazing down her spine before settling between her legs. She wrapped her legs around his hips and grabbed his ass, her nails digging into the tight flesh and pressing herself up against him, rubbing her slick cunt against his straining erection.

"Impatient are we baby?" Oliver panted, resisting the urge to plunge himself home into her tight, searing heat.

"No, just horny and needy. I like cock. And I want your cock in me as deep as you can get it. I want to feel your balls slapping against my ass as you fuck me. Now please baby, stick it in me." Hermione whined.

"Anything for you darlin'." Oliver said and he lined himself up with her center before plunging balls deep into her in one thrust.

"Shiiiit!" Hermione screamed.

"Gods above baby. You have the tightest cunt I've ever had the pleasure of sinking my dick into." Oliver said.

Her nails dug into his ass as he pistoned his hips and thrust into her hard and fast. Hermione writhed and wriggled beneath him, pressing her body against his as the sound of flesh slapping against flesh filled the air.

A few hours later, Hermione was laying on her stomach with her knees bent and her ass in the air as Oliver squeezed her ass and fucked her doggy style. She cried out in surprise when he gripped a handful of her hair and yanked her up. He wrapped one well-muscled arm around her stomach as his thrusting sped up and he tilted her head up so he could kiss her as they fucked. Their tongues tangled as they fought for dominance of the kiss. His hand came up and he squeezed one of her breasts. Just as she was about to cum for what felt like the hundredth time that day, he shoved her down into the hay and pulled out of her, drawing a needy whine from her throat. He flipped her on her side and pulled one leg up so that her ankle was next to his ear, and he was straddling her other leg while he plunged back into her, the new angle causing her to wail with pleasure and stars to burst in front of her eyes.

This man was an aggressive lover, and he had great stamina. He could go on for almost 30 minutes without cumming and he could make her cum three or four times for every one time he came. Her pussy was swollen and aching, but she still couldn't get enough. He had even taken her up the ass once with her ankles firmly locked behind his neck. She had ridden him hard a few times, and had even sucked him off while he put his mouth on her cunt and licked her till she screamed around his cock and came so hard she nearly blacked out.

"Come on gorgeous, cum for me one more time before you have to leave. I promise to make it the most intense you've had today." Oliver panted as his thrusts sped up.

Hermione put her hand between her legs to help him help her along. She circled her engorged nubbin with her fingertips and she felt the telltale tightening in her belly. A few more strokes and she was cumming hard. Oliver hissed and grit his teeth as he continued thrusting through her orgasm. He continued thrusting until she crested again and came with a loud, long, lusty wail to the heavens. He came with a roar of her name and coated her inner walls with his seed. He let her leg down once he was through cumming and pulled his cock from her thoroughly fucked body. Her body was still twitching with the aftershocks and he laid down next to her and stroked her back as they both fought to calm their racing hearts and breathing. He kissed her gently, which surprised her since he had been so aggressive for the past few hours.

"Alright there gorgeous?" Oliver said.

"Mmmhmmm, you gave me just what I needed. Any girl lucky enough to have you between her legs for the rest of her life, should definitely hold onto you with both hands. Not that I am looking for a boyfriend at the moment, but you definitely know how to make a girl scream." Hermione said.

"And you definitely know how to make a man want to come back for more. Any man lucky enough to take you for a ride should realize how lucky he is to have such a beautiful woman making him feel as good as you made me feel. You have got the hottest body and the tightest ass and cunt I have ever had the pleasure of sinking my dick into." Oliver said.

Hermione sighed and let her eyes drift shut.

"I should probably get back to the campground before they send out a search party for me. I had a great time today though. You were definitely worth sneaking off for." Hermione said.

She sat up and started to dress.

"I'll take you back." Oliver said.

They got up and got dressed before heading down to his truck. He took her back to the camp, they had one last intense snog, and then she headed to her cabin just in time to slip under the covers for bed check.

Summer had ended and Hermione was headed back to England for her sixth year at school. She had had another pleasure filled summer, and it had all started with a roll in the hay. She had spent many nights this summer, alone in her cabin, bringing herself off to memories of everything Oliver had done to her that day they had spent in his loft. Magic and toys had helped her quite a bit as well. And now she was headed home, to another year of school and hiding who she was from those around her. But she didn't want to look like a whoring, cock hungry slut in front of her peers, so she would hide her true desires, until she was free to be herself again. And who knew, maybe, just maybe, she could have another roll in the hay.