April 21, 2005
Red cowboy boots
Christy peered into her closet trying to decide on which outfit to wear for her usual Saturday night outing. Being from Ft. Worth, Texas, her destination was sure to be one of the many cowboy bars that dotted the Metroplex landscape.
She finally decided on a long country style dress that was low cut on top, yet loose enough to allow her freedom of movement on the dance floor. She lay the garment on her bed and sat down in front of her vanity mirror to brush her long blonde hair. There was no mistaking it, Christy had a stunning body! Long slim legs, flat tummy, a full yet tight ass, large red nippled breasts, and a pretty if not beautiful face. As the brush pulled through her tresses, her boobs jiggled back and forth, causing her nipples to become erect. Christy had to admit she was a male magnet of the nth degree!!! Her pussy was already damp, and having a smooth shaved crotch seemed to heighten her arousal. Christy was blessed with abnormally puffy vaginal lips, and lately it seemed that they were always bulging and wet with juice. “God,” she thought, “I hope I can get lucky tonight, it’s been almost a week!!!” After the fiftieth stroke of her brush, she got up and pulled her dress over her head and slipped it on. “No bra or panties tonight,” she said out loud, “no use having them in the way!!!” To top off her ensemble, she pulled on a pair of bright red cowboy boots, a red cowboy hat, and a red bandanna around her neck. One last look in the mirror and she was out the door. The Jagged Horseshoe was packed as usual, with almost everyone dressed as a cowboy or cowgirl. Even though most of them were city cowboys, they really tried to look and act the part of a real cowhand. The tell tale give away that most of them were city slickers was the amount of white wine that was consumed, not a whole lot of beer and shots in this place! Christy wandered over to the bar and ordered a margarita, while over in the far corner the mechanical bull was in the process of bucking off another “cowboy”. Christy was watching the bull riding when up behind her she felt two large hands on her hips and a hard cock pushing against her ass. Her natural inclination was to pull away, but in the crush of bodies around them, she was powerless to move in any direction. She tensed her body, not sure of what would happen next. She felt a hot breath on her shoulder, and then a soft male voice in her ear said, “I’ve been watching you from the moment you came in the bar, you don’t know how much you turn me on!” He continued on, “I’m as hard as blue steel, and I’ll do anything to stick it into your hot pussy!” “I can see that you’re not wearing a bra, and I can feel that you’re not wearing any panties!” “I just want you to know that I’m no pervert, and I’m not bad looking either.” “If you want me to leave just lean forward and I’ll be on my way, if not, and you’re as hot as I am, push back against me now!!!”
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Christy’s head was spinning, totally taken by surprise by this “rear” assault. The only problem was that it also totally turned her on--big time!!! She helplessly sagged back into her anonymous admirer, feeling more of his body press against her own. She sucked in her breath when his right arm snaked around her body until his large hand cupped her heavy breast. “My god,” she thought, “I can’t stand this much longer, I need to feel him in me right now!” He sensed her urgency, and intoned in her ear, “Take it easy baby, we got all night, let’s just get acquainted this way, ya know, by me feeling up your tits like this!” Christy felt his fingers find her nipple, and seconds later the large nub was being tweaked through her dress. “Oh Jesus,” she moaned softly, “you do that so welllllllll!!!!” He just laughed softly in her ear, and then nibbled on her shoulder, as he continued touching her, his hands now roving all over her body. “You have a terrific ass,” he whispered, between nibbles on her neck and ear. Christy’s legs were now turning to jello, but he didn’t seem to be in any hurry to move to a more private setting. As another ride was bucked from the mechanical bull, he whispered, “Follow me, now!” He took her hand and pulled her through the mass of humanity towards the rest rooms. As they inched their way along, Christy could only see the back side of her paramour, but she definitely liked what she could see! He wore a long sleeve cowboy shirt and tight blue Levis, with cowboy boots and a large white Stetson on his head. He looked to be over six feet, and he had a lean hard look about him that made Christy’s cunt boil with anticipation. The farther they got from the bull riding corner, the less crowded it got. By the time they reached the outer doors of the rest rooms, it was pretty much deserted. When he looked back at her for the first time, Christy felt her cunt tighten even more, he was a stud muffin of the first order!!! In a shaky voice she offered, “My name is Christy, what’s yours?” With a wide grin, he pulled her close, his mouth only inches from hers and answered, “Nice to meet you Christy, my name’s Clint!” Without any further warning, he pressed his mouth to hers and gave her a long deep kiss.
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Christy’s body responded like a well tuned Ferrari on the race track, it quickly melted into his arms and seemed to beg for more attention. When he was sure the coast was clear, he shepherded Christy into the men’s john and lead her straight to the last stall. She should have protested, but the state her pussy was in required immediate attention!!! The first thing Clint did after locking the stall door was to jerk down the front of Christy’s dress, exposing her ripe breasts. He sat down on the pot and buried his face into the quivering mass of tit flesh. Finding a nipple, he sucked it into his mouth and nipped and licked it. Under his unrelenting attention it grew hard and stiff in his mouth, making her sigh and moan all at the same time. “God, you’re a good tit sucker,” she sighed, while cradling his head in her arms. He went back and forth from nipple to nipple, making her clit twitch with each little nibble and bite. When she couldn’t stand it another second, she pulled him away from her chest and tugged him to his feet. “Let’s trade places,” she ordered, setting down in front of him and unbuckling his belt, all in one motion. He stood calmly while she unsnapped his jeans, pulled down the zipper, and reached in side of his shorts to extract his hard pecker. “Mmmmmmmm,” she hummed, “big and hard, just like I like them,” while wasting no time in letting her tongue and lips run all over the head of his hard fuck pole. When it was shiny with her saliva, she sucked it in, deep down her throat, making him gasp as her oral attentions to his big cock made his nut sack tighten with the anticipation of a huge cum! “Suck it harder baby,” he groaned through gritted teeth, “my god, you are a fucking little cock hound aren’t you!?!” Just hearing him talk dirty to her made her even more excited, and hearing a couple of men enter the rest room to relieve themselves made all of her senses heighten with fear as well as lust!!! Just the thought of getting caught while giving a blowjob in the men’s rest room was an unbelievable turn on!!! She wanted him to blow it into her mouth, but she wanted to get fucked even more, so she released his penis from her mouth and sat him back down on the pot. Christy hiked up her dress exposing her shaved pussy. Her lips were swollen with desire, and they had a thin line of moisture all along her hot crack. Her clit bulged out of it’s sheath, it’s pink little head straining to be licked or sucked! He leaned out and let his tongue flick over the little nub, causing her whole body to stiffen!
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Before she knew it his tongue and mouth were all over her vagina, licking and sucking, causing the inevitable to happen with a rush of blood to her genitals. Her orgasm tore through her like an express train! She tried to stifle her moans, but it was hopeless to do so! The guttural noise escaping her lips was obviously the sound of a woman having an unbelievably hard climax, and right at the moment she didn’t give shit who heard her cumming! As her orgasm ebbed, he pulled her to him, spreading her legs and lowering her cunt onto his throbbing manhood. She was so wet and agape, she slid right in with no difficulty what so ever. She was only in an inch or two, when he put his hands on her shoulders and pulled down hard, driving his meat deep into her hot vagina! She actually screamed as she bottomed out, now totally full of cock meat! She could barely hear several men outside of the stall laughing as the two of them fucked each other on the way to a mutual climax. Her pussy wall desperately tried to grip the monster invader, but with no success. It finally just gave in to the massive attack that it was pounding it into submission. Christy was now in a state of total female heat! She begged Clint to ream her out, loving the feeling that the huge pecker gave her tight little vagina! Both of them were now breathing hard, panting as they approached their nirvana! Christy heard a low rumble coming from Clint’s throat, a sure single that he was getting ready to blow into her! She rocked her cunt hard on his stiffy, and together they both went over the edge, their orgasms blending together in a sexual frenzy! They sat that way together for more than five minutes, both of them trying to find the strength to move. When he finally spoke to her he asked, “Do you know what attracted me to you?” She shook her head no, and he replied, “It was those red boots, I really liked those red boots!” She leaned over and kissed him, and asked, “Now what attracts you to me!?!” He just laughed and said emphatically, “Well, it sure ain’t the boots!!!”
Posted by Tony at 12:35 PM
April 13, 2005
Wolf's Kim
The moon shone brightly behind Seattle forest's pines. It silvered the ground, and glinted off the ivory teeth and coal-black eyes of the wolfpack. As one, they paused in the shadows and looked to their leader, the Jenna. She was still young, but in only a few summers she had risen to prominence in the pack.
And now it was she, Jenna, who ruled the wolves; she, and she alone, who led them to good hunting, and made them shine. She grinned, her pink tongue lolling over her sharp white teeth. Then with a howl, she disappeared into the undergrowth, followed by the dark forms of her packmates. Colwyn James walked slowly through the upper level of the Pike Street market. His eyes darted from side to side, watching the people as they passed him. He looked longingly at the fresh fruit piled high in the nearest stall, and checked the prices. Then he felt around in his pocket. Only a few dollars in change met his questing fingers, all that was left of the day's earnings. He shifted his guitar on his shoulder, then continued on to the sheltered corner he considered home. Halfway there, Colwyn decided not to retire for the evening. His stomach was empty, and he did not have enough to get dinner, and breakfast. He sat down on the cobbles, and tuned his guitar. Several people stopped to watch, curious tourists and regulars who didn't mind his music. He knew what they saw: a rag-tag teen with deep green eyes and a mane of red-brown hair that would not stay still; a street boy, not really handsome, but the sort of lad who'd make you look twice. He grinned to himself. He'd had it easy when it came to girls. If he wanted one, he could find two who'd be willing. But after a few times, Col had realized that he didn't want just a series of jingas. Cheap girls and whores weren't his idea of a good time. He got comfortable, and began to play. His music was good, and the crowds were generous. After a couple hours, he had enough to buy three or four good meals. He packed up and headed for the grocer's stand. Colwyn had been on the streets since he was fourteen. He had left behind a troubled home; an abusive father, an alcoholic mother, and two sisters who... well, life had not treated them well. One evening Col simply could not take it any more, so he walked out the door and never looked back. He had made a lot of friends, some of whom he trusted, some of whom he used, and some of them used him. You learned to live with a lot out here, or you'd soon be worse off than a heyta, a slave, and you wouldn't live out very many more days. Col had seen a jolly man snagged by a really nasty street clan once. There were parts of him found all across town for days. Col knew how to fade into the background, how to follow who he had to. Not that he enjoyed it, but everyone's gotta live somehow.
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Somewhere a tunebox was playing. Col listened as phrases made themselves clear over the din of the Market, "...I'm alive, I'll pick the pieces up, I will survive...", and he slowly grinned. As long as he lived, he had another chance to make it good here, and he would take full advantage of them. Wolf had liked his playing, and they were goin' to meet again today. He hadn't seen Rail yet, but he couldn't wait to share the good news. Rail would enjoy hearing about Wolf. The music swirled about him, mingled with the rush and clatter of the crowds. Colwyn's feet began to move in rhythm, and he almost launched into an impromptu dance then and there. Seldom did music stir him, at least not like that. Too often music only turned his thoughts to the past, or to some problem in the present. He laughed, ignoring the people who looked at him curiously. It was a beautiful day, and he would share it with Wolf. Pretty Wolfgirl, hasn't found her way yet... The words and melody for a new song filtered through his conscience. She certainly was an inspiration. Several hours later Jenna sat alone by the waterfront. From her perch on the metal railing she could see the ferries and ships that were navigating the Sound. The sight of all that water spread out before her, constantly moving, always going on... She tossed her head, letting her long hair swirl in the breeze. The Pack was hers. She had called them, she had made them. There had to be a balance, so many of her kin at a time. Without that balance, the force that kept them alive would slowly fail. T'yaya had been killed by a petty crook one night when she was at home, and now Rail was faded too. She felt half-way sorry. But Rail had found out just a bit too much. He had discovered that although the pack, and Jenna, needed a certain number of wolves to hold, to survive, there was a way around that. She blocked off the thought. If the others found out, they would leave, and she would die. She shuddered, and turned her mind to other things.
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When Rail had come to her with his 'news', she had threatened him. He would not back down, and now he was dead. About a week before their fight, he had told her about Colwyn; how he would have been a good Wolf's Kin, as they called themselves. She smiled. Rail had been right. The Pack was hers. She had called them, she had made them. There had to be a balance, so many of her kin at a time. Without that balance, the force that kept them alive would slowly fail. T'yaya had been killed by a petty crook one night when she was at home, and now Rail was faded too. She felt half-way sorry. But Rail had found out just a bit too much. He had discovered that although the pack, and Jenna, needed a certain number of wolves to hold, to survive, there was a way around that. She blocked off the thought. If the others found out, they would leave, and she would die. She shuddered, and turned her mind to other things. And now Col would be Rail's replacement. As for the other... Well, there was a girl on the other side of town who would adapt well, and she had skills that the pack could use. Jenna jumped down from her seat and padded off into the concrete and iron forest of downtown Seattle, laughing under her breath as she left Puget Sound behind her.
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