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Wild Ride

By: TeretheTree



I am a 45 year old woman who is really turned on by younger guys. I was out at one of my favorite clubs the other night, and although it was a Friday night, the place was pretty empty. I was just enjoying talking with my friends and enjoying being off of work. I had drank a few beers and was just talking to this person, and then walking around and talking to other people. 

I had just gotten another beer and was standing near the bar, when this black guy walked up to me, and introduced himself to me. He said his name was Sid and that he had seen me the last weekend out there, and had been watching me. He said where is your boyfriend? I told him I didn't have a boyfriend so I didn't have to worry about talking to people because there was no one to tell me who I could talk to and I couldn't talk to. He said, I have been watching you. Who was the black guy you were talking to earlier? I said, He was just a close friend of mine and I have known him for years. He said, well I would like to get to know you better.

Sid told me he was 33 years old, and loved older white women. I am 45 years old, love life, and live it to the fullest. We talked to each other for the next hour or so, and he bought me a few more drinks. We stood there talking for a while and Sid told me that he wanted me to go with him to his house. I told him, that I couldn't because there was something important I had to do the next morning, and couldn't be late. He informed me that he did have an alarm clock and could wake me up if I would just come home with him. I said I understood he had an alarm clock but that if we got started with something, I probably wouldn't sleep at all. He said, I will make sure that you sleep if you will just come home with me. I said, ok, I will definitely go home with you, but I have to leave by 7:00 in the morning.

I told him I would leave my car there, and go with him in his truck. He told me where he lived, which was a street over from my sister's house, so I knew he lived in a real nice neighborhood. He told me that he was the only black guy who lived in that neighborhood. We drove to his house and he gave me a tour of the place. He lived in a huge 3 bedroom house, and had a guest house in the back yard. He took me out into his garage and showed me all his work out equipment. He told me that he played semi pro football, and that he was very sports minded. He loves sports and plays most sports and is very active.

We sat and watched TV for a while, and he started kissing on me. I was really turned on by his tongue ring, and told him I had never been with a guy who had a tongue ring before. He told me, that is nothing compared to what else I have. I said what is that? He told me he had his cock pierced three times. I was kind of in shock because I had never seen that, let alone been with any one who had that done. He said before the end of this night you won't be able to say that again. I was really getting turned on and wet just thinking of seeing him without his clothes, and having his cock riding me.

We played with each and other, and by the time, he had my clothes off of me, and I had his clothes off of him, we left the living room and climbed into his bed. We played with each other, and had each other so turned on that as soon as he felt my pussy it was already dripping wet with excitement.

He put that huge cock inside my pussy and I put my legs behind his head and let him ride me and ride me. He said you aren't even complaining that I am to big for you. I said you are big, but it feels so damn good. I really want to feel you shoot your come deep inside of me. It wasn't long before he shot his load deep inside of me and I told him that he felt so good. He pulled out his cock, and I played with it again, and before long, he was so rock hard. 

I wanted him again, and this time when he put his cock inside of me, I started whipping him on his ass. He told me he was a pain freak and loved being whipped. I would whip him, bite his nipples and this just turned him on more and more. This time we both came at the same time, and it was just so awesome. He told me that I was the first woman who took all of him and never complained that he was to big, or that I didn't want this huge cock inside of me. We laid in his bed and talked for a while, and he held me in his arms and we both fell asleep. 

Before long I was woken up with his hand playing with my pussy and feeling his big fingers playing with my clit. I was getting very horny and knew that I wanted to ride on him. I sat up and asked him where the bathroom was. He told me it was down the hall. I got up and went to the bathroom and when I came back, he was on his back. I straddled him and started rubbing my nipples in his face. He loved big boobs, and he went to town biting and playing with them. The harder he bit on them, the better I felt. I guess I am a little into pain too, because I love having my nipples bitten on. 

He put his hard cock inside of my pussy and I rode him and rode him for a while, I was really turned on, and loved having his cock inside of me with me in control of the situation. I was so turned on, that I didn't even realize when he flipped me over and started fucking me really hard. He put my legs behind his back, and was riding me for all he was worth. Before long, he was whipping me and telling me to take that cock, all his cock. 

I wanted him so much, and when we came together once again, I knew that I was hung up over him. He was one of the greatest lovers that I had ever been with. He told me that he wanted to see me again, and knew that this was not just a once in a life time event. When we were finished and laid in each others arms, I told him that I was going to have to go so I could get home and get ready to leave with my friend. He took me back to my car, and I left for home. He got my phone number from me and said he was going out of town but when he got back he would give me a call and we could get together again.

The next night I went back out there, but knew he wouldn't be there because he was to be out of town. I was kind of shocked when he walked into the club. He told me that he hadn't left yet, and was waiting on his friends to call him, and then they were leaving. He told me that I had worn him out so bad that he slept all day and had just woke up a few hours before this. He said I have never been with anyone that could wear me out like you did, and when I get back from my trip I know we are going to get together again. I said I am really looking forward to being together with you again, and he said so am I. 

I guess there will definitely be a sequel to this story, so stay tuned for the next chapter. 

Till then, please vote and let me know what you think. 

Wild Ride



I was watching the clock waiting for it to say I could escape. It had been a dreadfully boring night and it felt like the clock refused to move. I knew the reason for my excitement. I was meeting him tonight.

He would be here soon, to pick me up. He suggested coffee or something. I took special care when I got ready to go to work--I wanted to make a good first impression. He and I had talked for about 6 weeks and got along great on the phone, but face-to-face would change everything.

As the clock crept towards midnight, I saw him come in. He glanced over and smiled, but turned away from me to go to the other side of the store. He was walking around when I made the announcement about the store closing. 

He moved to go thru my line--a white rose in hand. We exchanged pleasantries like I would with any customer, but with a glint of mischief in our tone. He joked about having a blind date and how he was hoping to impress her with the flower. I assured him if she had half a heart in her chest she would be very impressed. He smiled and left the store.

The clock finally struck 12 and I escaped. He was waiting, standing against his car...flower in hand. I smiled.

"The girl inside assured me you would like this. Hope she wasn't wrong."

"Umm, well, she knows me pretty well, so I think you can trust her." I laughed, as I accepted the flower and gave him a thank you kiss in return.

We got in the car and decided on a 24 hr restaurant down the road. We chatted on the way, enjoying our first moments together. We went in for coffee and dessert, playing and goofing, getting to know each other a little more personably. The conversation flowed easily, and we both relaxed. 

Afterward, as we were walking to his car, he gathered me to him for a kiss. It was soft and sweet, but incredibly intense. When the kiss broke, I was a little breathless and he was smiling. We finished walking to the car, and he opened my door for me-ever the gentleman, and gave me another kiss-soft and quick this time. He jumped in and we pull out-destination unknown.

As he drove, he rested his hand on my thigh, my hand covering it. We chatted about silly things, sexy things. We both know where we are heading—neither says it, but we go just the same. It seems natural as we pulled into his driveway, his house sits--open and inviting.

As he walked around the car I think, "Do I really want to do this?" He opens my door and smiles. "Yes--I do!" Inside, I turn to him and he kisses me soft and sweet.

He takes my hand and leads me to the bedroom. He lays me down on the soft blankets and then lies beside me. He raises his head up on his hand and gaze down at me. His finger traces my jaw and caresses the skin on my throat and neck.

"So soft . . . .I dreamt of this you know. You, here, in this bed, with me."

"Did you dream of this?" I whisper as I pull his head down to me for a kiss. He leans into me--his weight pressing into me. A soft moan escapes me. He starts to unbutton my blouse, kissing the skin as he reveals it. His breath--warm and soft on my skin, sets me on fire. I take his shirt off and lay him back. I run my nails gently across his skin reveling in the feel of the muscles beneath me. I kiss his skin all over. His neck, his throat, his face, his chest, lower . . . lower.

I undo his fly and trace down his stomach. I use my tongue, my lips, and my nails. His eyes slide closed. He groans--low and deep. I kneel beside him and take his jeans down. There he is in all his glory . . .Dreams do come true! I caress his thighs with my nails, drag up the middle . . . closer . . . . . closer. He moans and his breath quickens.

"Beautiful" I whisper as I lower my head for a taste. He gasps! His hand finds my hair and he caresses me--touching me anywhere he can find.

"Delicious," I whisper against his thigh. I work slowly at first, gently. He moaned and gasped. His hips began to rock in rhythm. I groan and quicken my pace. He grabbed my hair and pulled me up--kissing me hard and furiously--he stood me up and finished undressing me quickly--without hesitating--just throwing them out of the way. I laugh and he kisses me--hard!! One arm goes around my back; one arm gathers my breast to his mouth! He devours it like a starving man! I gasp and arch my back. My knees go weak and he holds me up with that one arm. Power--pure, raw, godlike power pulls me to him. He starts backing me against the bed and lowers me down again. His hand runs across my hip, down my leg, and pulls my knee up to open my center. Gently, he caresses me, feeling my heat and my need. He begins to stroke me soft and lovingly. The fire streaks through my body and I scream out! As I float back from the stars that burst all around me, I hear him chuckle and I pull him to me for a kiss.

He lays over me, his power resting between my legs, with his weight resting on his arms. I draw my knees up in invitation. He enters me slow and easy. A sigh escapes his lips. He goes deep and holds it there for what seems like forever. He looks into my eyes—soft and passion-filled, and then he started moving. A rhythm set centuries ago fill us as we match each other in a soulful union.

Gentle kisses, soft licks, nibbles on his skin as my passion rises again. My nails dig into the thick muscles of his back and he grunts! The pace quickens. Sweat rolls down his back--my legs wrap around him, pulling him closer. He lowers himself and gathers me to him--the rhythm never stopping, never slowing. I scream out and bite his shoulder--he growls fierce and primal in my ear and he hugs me tightly to him as our passion explodes. As I am floating back down to Earth, I revel in the feel of him, his spent weight covering me. The hot quick breathes on my neck. His hands fisted under me--forcing me to stay put. I gently caress his back, his hair, and his arms.

Still hard inside me, he slowly starts the pace again. I gasp and hold on for another wild ride! 



Wild Ride



It was dark when she drove up to the gates of the Majestic. For some unknown reason, they were wide open. Arna's Wrangler lurched up the ramp and clattered to a stop. She cut the engine, jumped out. The air was still and balmy in the manner preceding a storm.

She saw Marque's classic T-bird silently sitting in the lot with its headlights on. She clopped up to the driver's-side door. With both palms she slapped the tinted window. "C'mon outta there, you double-crossin' sonuvabitch!" Getting no response, she kicked the side panel and pounded the hood. She cursed and ranted then stepped back to gain momentum for the next assault of rubber-toed sports shoe against molded chrome. Before she could land another fell blow to the defenseless fender, a dull thud sounded. She skidded to a stop on one heel with the other suspended in midair. Her ears perked up to detect more pounding coming from the back of the car. Cautiously, she walked around to the trunk. She startled to see it bounce with a solid bang and a muffled groan.

Arna noticed the keys dangling from the lock. She gave them a hard twist. The latch clicked back and the trunk lid lifted to reveal her bane -- the dashing, charismatic, manipulative and renown escape artist Marque D. Sade who had tied her up in litigation over ownership rights to her late uncle's theater. Trussed up in chains with his hands handcuffed behind his back and his ankles cuffed together, a red ball gag was in his mouth, he struggled against his bonds and tried uttering unintelligible but urgent words to her. 

Before Arna could turn to see the threat standing behind her, a strong set of hands grabbed her from behind and shoved her inside the trunk on top of him. The lid slammed shut locking them in the tight confines. The eyes of one couldn't make out the face of the other, not only because of the darkness but because they were stuffed in tight with her nose filling the recess of his right eye and his nose lodging along her left cheek. The car motor revved, pinning them tighter together in a sudden pitch.

He grunted through the gag for her to remove it from his mouth. Her fingers frantically clambered across beard stubble and pulled at the straps. "How the hell to you get this gross ol' thaing off anyway?" Her thick Texas drawl twanged sharply on her fear-tightened vocal chords.

He couldn't make out the look of distaste on her face. His tongue worked futilely against the latex ball in a fierce attempt to communicate. "Come off, damn it." She was on the brink of panic when her fingers fell upon found the hitch and loosened it. 

Marque spat the ball out. He knew he'd have to gain control of Arna in order to gain control of the situation. "Arna, Arna, listen. You've got to help me concentrate so that I can get us out of here."

"How do I do that?"

"Get me hard."

"Pardon me?"

"Stroke my dick and get me hard." His cupid lips fluttered against her mouth.

"But why?"

"Do you want to get out of here or not?"

Arna reached down and felt for his fly. She unzipped it and wrapped her fingers around his pulsing organ.

"That's a good girl." Marque encouraged.

She worried, "I don't see how this is—"

"Shut up and stroke." He wrapped his lips around her mouth to silence her.

The car's roar reduced to a low idle. They had come to a stop. They heard the door slam shut. The engine purred on. A long sliding metal sound ensued, like that of a garage door being shut. If they could have seen each other, they would've have watched the color draining from their faces upon the realization that they were being gassed with carbon monoxide. How much time would they have? Arna was the first to cough.

"Arna, listen to me, I'm not sure I can get us out of here. But I know we can go out in a blaze of sexual ecstasy. Let me suck and nibble your nipples." Marque coughed from the exhaust seeping into his lungs.

"We're gonna frickin' die and you want to fuck around?" Her voice rose to a pitch indicating tears were about to follow.

"Shhh, Arna, don't cry. Please, just do as I ask." He gently pulled at her lips with his, working his mouth around hers. 

She struggled to pull up the hem of her sweatshirt over her braless breasts. Then she brought her hand up to the back of his head to pull it down into the cleavage of her plush bosom. She pressed her neck painfully up against the backboard in order to bring her right nipple to his mouth. He suckled with the fearsome survival instinct of a kit. Arna groaned, coughed, and kissed the top of his head. 

He lifted his head and worked his mouth along her neck, sucking hard. He made hickeys on her neck, breast, shoulder, wherever he could place his mouth. His cock sat poised at the point of ejaculation.

She pulled down the elastic of her sweatpants and pulled the smooth moist head of his penis toward the thick bush of her wet pussy. She did the best she could to get his organ to the target area but the cramped conditions prevented a perfect trajectory. With his bone-solid dick poised along her pussy, she rubbed furtively. 

Her moans of pleasure were punctuated by hacking coughs and streaming tears. She felt his mouth once again searching for hers. His moans of delight rumbled in his throat. Her inner thighs were hot and wet. She felt the fingers of his hand push open her labia and fondle her clit while his mouth more ravenously engulfed hers. 

Arna's yelp fell trapped under his lips. She brusquely pushed him back and coughed out. "You're free?"

"Uh-huh." He shot his fleshy arrow into her bullseye. They both quivered in orgasm. 

He reconnected his mouth to hers then released with a sloppy sucking noise. "What do you say we get out of here?" He reached over and pulled a cord. The engine cut off and the trunk opened up in a billow of smoke that was sucked up to a high ceiling by powerful fans. When the haze cleared, Arna saw the crowd of cheering, hooting onlookers. 

She covered her exposed body parts and took in her surroundings. They were in a large plexiglass box inside a vast hangar with huge television monitors suspended above. She heard her cries of passion surging from a set of loudspeakers. To her horror the death ride in the trunk had been filmed with a night vision micro camera, and now it was being played back on the big screens. Tears poured from her eyes as she watched Marque D. Sade turn his back on her to face the crowd. 

"Sex and death are kindred spirits," he announced to the cocky zipping up of his fly. 

The people roared and rocked the floor with their stomping feet.

"People, settle down. What you've just witnessed is extreme escapism and unless you really want to die, I advise that you do not try this at home or in your garage EVER!" The rowdy audience hooted away, but he knew they were listening. "Unfortunately, this is going to be our one and only show in the lovely town of Blue Earth."

The crowd jeered with boos and hisses. 

"But it has my pleasure to bring you a taste of our talents to the stage so that next time you are in Billings or Boise, you might find us performing there. We need your support."

Cheers and whistles rang to the rafters.

"We acquired this abandoned hangar on the spur of the moment through a benefactor who risked it all by not clearing it with the authorities. I'm sure we all will have plenty to answer to come Tuesday morning. However," he tried to speak over the brouhaha, "HOWEVER," a swath of silence washed over the crowd, "I know she knows in her heart that she did the right thing in preserving our rights to express ourselves as we see fit. Our forefathers took these risks when they published papers against their British overlords. Why should it be any different for us when we question the oppressive status quo?" 

Loud cries of "Yeah!" And "Fuckin'-A!"

We may be misunderstood, but we are alive and we have the right to express our lives and values as would any Bible-belt housewife on the school board, like the one I just banged. Now, go home and don't be destructive. BE CONSCIENTIOUS AND DO IT SAFELY! 



Wild Ride



"Would you like to come in?" I asked Mark as he dropped me off at my doorstep after our first date. I normally don't invite guys in so soon, but Mark looked so cute in his tight, white t-shirt that I just wanted him right then and there. Not only did his muscles turn me, but the whole date had been wonderful: everything he'd said and done had just clicked with me. He was funny, charming, mysterious and...well, fucking sexy. 

"Sure, that'd be nice," Mark smiled. 

"Ok, let me get the door," I replied.

"Well?" he inquired after a few seconds of standing there.

"Oh," I laughed, "I'm sorry," I was so eager to have him that I hadn't realized I'd been standing there like an idiot. 

Recovering, I opened the door and motioned him in.

"Make yourself at home," I told him and waved him to the couch. "I'll be back in a second." 

He sat down and I headed to the bathroom for some last-minute adjustments. Everything had to be right --I didn't want to blow my opportunity with such a sexy guy as we hadn't even kissed yet. Remarkably, I could already feel my nipples getting hard for him. I'd never been so attracted to someone before. 

After fixing my shirt (so as to not make my erect nipples so obvious) and performing a variety of other adjustments, I came out of the bathroom and walked over to the couch to sit next to Mark. 

"Hi," I smiled. 

"Hi," he said. 

I giggled like a little school girl. 

Thus began a series of questions and flirting back and forth for a few more minutes. He still didn't kiss me, so I decided to be more aggressive and began to tease him by licking my lips and telling him about my bra...and how my boobs hardly fit in it, even though it was a 36DD. 

"Oh, really?" He smiled and feigned ignorance. I pushed my chest out to reveal a mass of cleavage, then smiled back at him and giggled: Guys always love to hear about my boobs...and I always enjoy teasing with them. I love my boobs. They're so round and firm and full. I usually have to squish them into my bras in the morning. When I wear a tanktop, my cleavage just looks so impressive. I usually stare at myself as I stand sideways in the mirror and just smile as my huge boobs look so sexy and jut out so far from my body. I'm not conceited, but I must admit that my juggs are fantastic. I get compliments on them all the time. And right now, from the looks of things, my tactic was working. I could see the lust in his eyes. He was enjoying every second of this.

Unable to resist any longer, he leaned over and went for the kiss. 

Yes! I thought. About time. You're all mine. 

We proceeded to kiss passionately for what felt like an hour though was probably only a few minutes. In no time we making out as if the world was gonna end, tongue and all. 

After a pause to catch out breath, I noticed a tremendous bulge forming in his pants. 

Oh my God!, I thought as I stared at it, that dick looks huge! 

As I marveled at it, he kept getting harder. I could feel my nice, 19 year old pussy getting really wet. It was already soaking into my lacy, black panties and wetting my crotch.

"MMMM that looks so good," I said with a grin. 

"You like it?" He asked....as if it wasn't obvious. "You look so huge," I added, "I want that in me." 

"Yea?"

"Oh yea, wicked bad." 

"Why don't you rub it first?" He asked.

I didn't need further prodding. Reaching down, I began to rub my hand up and down that wonderful cock, feeling it strain against his jeans. The thing got harder as I did, and I swear it felt like it would rip through his pants. 

"Oh...God," he groaned. 

"It's so hard." I said in a sultry voice, "It's gonna rip your pants."

"Oh yea," he moaned again, "Keep rubbing baby." 

I gladly obeyed....his cock had to be at least 9 inches, and a good 3 inches thick. I began to get more excited as I rubbed it faster and faster, feeling my wetness soak through my panties and even noticed a small wet spot appearing in my tight jeans. 

"Oh God, give me that dick," I moaned. 

"I don't know," Mark said as he gasped from the pleasure, "You might have to really convince me you want it," he smiled. 

"Oh yea," I said, playing along with his teasing and inflating his ego, "I need that nice cock far in me, I need it really bad."

"Take it then, baby, feel all of it," He added, and with a loud groan.

I felt his cock stiffen even more and heard a loud tear....his jeans had actually ripped from the pressure of his amazing member and his cock came flying out to slap loudly against my forearm. 

"Does it feel good to be free?" I asked with a laugh as I gazed at his cock. It was even bigger than I'd thought...a good 11 inches, anyway, and nearly as thick as a coke can. Veins were bulging from it, pulsing with blood. I grabbed it and could feel it throb in my hand.

"You have an incredible touch baby," he whispered, "Now give that cock a lick." Leaning forward, I used my tongue and licked the head of his cock. Precum was already moistening around it. "Mmmmm...tastes good." I said. He put both his hands in my head and I slowly fit that thing in my mouth....it was so large that I literally had to open my jaw as wide as I could just to fit it in. 

Wrapping my lips around it, I began to slowly get inch after inch of it down my throat. Having never experienced such a hung stud before, it was more difficult than I'd imagined. As I felt his head push against the back of my mouth, I began to gag, which I'd never done. 

"Oh yea," Mark added, "Gag on that dick."

At first I wasn't sure if I'd puke, but I was so eager for him that I complied, letting him thrust far into my throat again and again, choking and sputtering as he did. Oddly enough, the more he thrust and the more I gagged, the more I enjoyed it. After all, I knew I was probably the luckiest girl in the world to get to suck such a massive piece of meat. 

So I gagged, again and again, until tears were streaking down my face. But, as I did, he urged me on, challenging me to fit even more in my mouth. I knew I couldn't disappoint.

As the suck-fest went on, I began to ease up, and eventually found that I was taking nearly eight inches of him down my throat! 

Developing a rhythm, we began to work together. He slowly thrust his tool far into my mouth until I could fit no more, then he'd hold my head there for a good five seconds, and I'd form a tight seal around his shaft with my lips while he hardened up even more, pushing down on my head as he thrust upward at the same time in an attempt to force more of himself into me...I which point I couldn't help but gag. Mark didn't seem to care. He was solely focused on receiving pleasure. I knew I was being treated as a sex object, yet I loved every second of it. 

When he finally allowed my mouth some rest, I pulled him close to me and kissed him, letting him test his precum. Though I knew some guys didn't like that, Mark loved it. He eagerly kissed me back, grabbing the back of my head and pushing our faces together in a passionate, horny frenzy. 

At this point, we began tear each other's clothes off. 

"Fucking shit," he said as he got my shirt off, finally getting glimpse of me in a tight, red bra. "Those are the best tits I've ever seen." 

Wasting no time, he then began to rub my breasts through my bra, making me even more excited. My nipples became so hard and pointy that I could've cut glass with them. 

Taking my bra off, Mark then proceeded to suck on one of my breasts as he fondled the other. 

"Oh fuck," he moaned as he tongue caressed a nipple, "I can hardly fit those in my hand. They're so big and squishy."

I moaned an intangible reply. My pussy was pulsating.

He proceeded to suck and play with my tits for a good half an hour as we kissed again and again. During that time, I indulged him as often as I could, frequently sucking and licking my own nipples as he pushed my big tits together and held them up against my chin. 

Finally, he managed to get down to my jeans, which now had a huge wet spot in the front. I'd be lucky to even wear them home. 

"You're so wet," he observed.

"Mmmm, I want you to fuck me. Fuck me hard," I replied.

He was in no rush. Instead of giving me that wonderful dick like I wanted, he began to rub my nice wet spot. 

"Oooohhhhh," I moaned. His fingers felt magical. "Don't stop." 

He rubbed deeper and faster, and I felt myself nearing a climax. 

"FUCK YEA!" I screamed, "I'm gonna fucking cum!" 

He rubbed some more and I felt my pussy squirt its juice all inside my panties and all into my jeans. "Yes, yes, yes!" I screamed as I cummed again and again. The wet spot doubled in size!

Now, Mark was ready to fuck me. 

He easily picked me up and stripped the soaked pants off of me, revealing my juice-stained panties. With his big cock poking out of his fly, he then pressed his body against me and let his hard cock slip between my legs, rubbing against the fabric of my panties. My entire body shuddered. I cummed again. 

"Get that nasty juice all over my dick before I fuck you, baby," Mark commanded. 

I dry-humped him as hard as I could. In response, he grabbed the edges of my panties and pulled them upward so they were wedged into my pussy. 

"Oooohhh," I moaned some more.

"I'm gonna fuck that pussy so hard," he replied as he continued to rub his dick against me. "I'm gonna make you cum harder than you ever have."

"Oh, yes," I said as I reached down and jerked him with my left hand while rubbing myself with my right. "Fuck me like a fucking little slut. Put that huge dick in me."

Sliding my panties to the side, Mark pulled me toward him and began to lie on the couch, letting me take the top. As I began to lower down onto him, I could feel my pussy stretching to accommodate his head. 

"Fuck that's so big," I said. Even as wet as I was, it still took me a good three minutes to even fit his head in. Looking down, my pussy lips were as stretched as I'd ever seen them and I still had to somehow take the rest of him. 

"Take as much as you can baby," he added as I gradually eased my way down. 

"Ooohhhh, Oooohhhh, wow......wow.....wow!" I moaned as I began to feel him fill me up. After the initial wave of pain, I began to slowly slide up and down on him, taking a little bit more of him in me as my pussy got accustomed to the giant dick. 

Soon, he was fucking me back and I was gladly bobbing on the biggest cock I'd ever seen. Even with my pussy stretched as much as it would go, and with him hitting my cervix with each deep thrust, I still couldn't take all of him. Hell, looking down, I was amazed to see the sheer amount of dick that actually entered me! 

Fucking shit, I thought as I rode him and occasionally glanced down at my stretched lips, My pussy will never be the same again....not that I truly cared. His cock felt so good, it was the only thing I'd ever need the rest of my life. I wanted to fuck that big dick five times a day! 

After a good hour of non-stop fucking while I bounced on him and he fondled and sucked my breasts, Mark took me off him.

"Turn around," he said. "I want to fuck you doggy style."

"Ok," I complied. 

Getting on all fours, I stuck my nice, round, tight ass out to show off to him. He promptly smacked and squeezed it, then gave it a lick. A second later, I felt his big dick penetrate my pussy once more. 

"Oh yea, you like getting ridden from behind, don't you?" Mark said as he groaned. 

"I love it." I replied, feeling somewhat ashamed, but so horny that I didn't really care.

"You're a dirty little girl aren't you?"

"Yep."

"You want to be fucked like an animal, don't you?"

"Yea, keep fucking me like that," I told him, "you fucking like that view?" 

"Oh yea, you're so fucking hot." 

"You like slamming far into that pussy and feeling how tight it is?" 

"Fuck yea," Mark added. 

Ten minutes later I was cumming again as I felt his cock ram far into me and felt his large nuts slap against my ass. 

"I want to fuck your ass," Mark said as I gasped loudly. 

Oh no, I thought, I've never done that before and there's no way he'll fit!

"But you'll tear me apart!" I protested. 

"I'll go easy." He assured me.

A second later, before I could protest anymore, he was using my pussy juice as lube and shoving a thumb into my tight, virgin butt hole. 

Oddly enough, I kind of liked it. 

Next, he fit two fingers in. Then he was using both hands to condition my ass for his cock. Finally, came the moment of truth.....

"AHHHHH! FUCK!" I screamed as I felt him start to enter my forbidden zone. 

"Easy baby, relax and let it go in," he replied. 

His cock felt like it was going to ripe my ass wide open! 

"Rub that pussy to take the pain away," he replied. 

I hastily did as he told. Although he hurt like hell, I wanted to do everything with him. I wanted to offer my tight ass to that big dick, no matter the cost. 

In a few more minutes, I was taking several inches of that dick.

"Wow, your ass is gaping so wide," He said as he pulled out one time. 

"Yea," I added, feeling embarrassed but turned on. 

"You look so fucking hot!" He said. "I want to rail your ass so fucking hard."

"Do it baby," I responded as I began to like the feeling. "Stretch my tight ass out."

He began to thrust deeper and harder into my ass. I was amazed that I was willing to endure this humiliation, but his cock felt so amazing I just had to let him use me. 

I soon found myself taking the whole length of his shaft in me, and was bucking back against him, eager for even more! 

"Oh yea," Mark moaned while pulling my hair and pounding me, "I love your ass."

"Yes, yes!" I screamed in ecstasy, "Fuck my asshole!"

"You're a little ass-whore, aren't you?" Mark said as he slapped my cheek and drilled me so hard I thought he'd break something. 

"Yes!" I screamed, amazing myself. "I love having my ass fucked. I am an ass-whore. Now keep going until I cum again!"

"Oh fuck!" Mark groaned. He pulled all the way out of me, and I could hear my ass popping and feel the cool air rush into it. An instant later, I felt him barrel his shaft all the way in. Again and again he thrust me just like that, all the way in, then all the way out. Each time, I felt my ass gape a little more. I knew I'd probably never shit right again, but it didn't matter. I cummed as I felt him slam me. Then I cummed again, this time squirting juice all over him. 

"OHHH...AHHHH!" I screamed as I experienced the best orgasm I'd ever had, with my pussy spraying for a solid minute

"Stuff my ass some more," I begged as I finished, "And shoot some nice cum in it!" I ordered. 

I felt him enter me again. This time, I did the nastiest, filthiest talking I could think of, begging him to stuff my ass and fill it with jizz, moaning, screaming and panting, feeling my ass have insane orgasms of its own as it anticipated his cum. 

Finally, I felt that big dick throb inside me and, with a loud yell, Mark began to cum. 

"Oh yes," I moaned as I felt his slippery jizz shoot into my ass, "Give it there."

He throbbed again, and again, and continued to throb for another fifteen seconds. In no time, I could feel the cum dripping out of my asshole, and down over my wildly-stretched, horny pussy. He'd filled my ass entirely with cum! God it felt so good. 

My ass had never been happier. 

"Taste that ass, you sexy bitch," he said as he pulled out...he was asking me to do something else I'd never done...or even considered. I was unsure, but he looked so hard and good, I had no choice. 

Wrapping my mouth around that dick again, I began to suck it, tasting the musk of my own ass and finding that I loved it! God, I felt like such a nasty slut, but it felt so fucking good. 

When he'd finally gone limp, it was time for a break. We both caught our breath and fondled each other on the sweat-soaked couch. 

"You're so good," he panted. 

I smiled back at him, still lusting for that dick and wanting to cum yet again.

"How'd you get so huge?" I asked him in wonder. He laughed then responded,

"I take some vitamins."

I laughed and kissed him. Minutes later, he was getting hard again. I aided him by using my hands to rub his balls and shaft. He then lied on his back, and I began to finger his asshole as I sucked him. When I did that, his dick seemed to just keep growing bigger! It got so big that we both began jerking it as he lied on his back and moaned. Seeing it go so far up his stomach, I then realized how easily he'd be able to suck it himself. 

"How'd you like to taste your own dick, baby?" I asked him, getting wicked wet by the thought of that. His eyes filled with mischief. "Go ahead, give it a lick," I prodded, getting even more excited. I knew he wanted to. 

Leaning forward, Mark licked his cock head. 

"Wow, that's fucking hot!" I said with a grin. "Keep going!"

He did as requested, and soon we were both stroking his massive shaft while he licked the head of it. God, he's so hard that he feels like a tree trunk! How can we have four hands on that thing and still have room to spare?

"OH YEAH!" He yelled and began to lick more furiously. 

"Suck it for me baby, I want to see you suck it." I begged. Leaning forward some more, Mark took his humungous cock head in his mouth and began to suck it as hard as I had earlier, slurping noisily. 

Joining him, I too leaned forward. In seconds, we were both licking around his cock head and taking turns sucking on it. I felt myself climaxing again at the thought of Mark's dick and how kinky this was. I left his cock head for a moment and traveled down his shaft with my tongue, and he eagerly took over sucking on his member, getting a good 3 inches of it down his throat. 

"Oh yea," I moaned in-between fondling his balls and rubbing his shaft with him, "You're so thick and strong and hard. I love that dick. I love how it stretches my pussy and ass to the limit....I can barely fit it all in me."

"Oh yea," Mark gurgled intangibly in between sucks. 

"I want to have your babies. And take all your cum," I added, feeling hornier than I'd ever been. The thought of getting pregnant by that massive cock was almost enough for me to cum again. 

"You like my cum?" Mark added as he paused and moaned again.

"Oh yea," I said, "Let me see you shoot it all in your face and mouth baby." 

"Ok," Mark agreed, so horny that he didn't think otherwise. 

Putting both my hands on his cock, alongside his, we started to jerk it really hard. I knew he was close to cumming again. Together, we worked on his cock, sucking away with fury. I could only imagine the unbelievable pleasure he was feeling as we cranked and sucked on it.

When I realized he was about to cum again, I verbally urged him on, "Go on baby, release that juice!" I yelled "Do it, do it now! Let it all out!"

With a massive groan, I felt Mark's cock throb and he began to spurt all into his mouth. 

"OOHHHH," he yelled as it shot three huge bursts down his throat. With another yelled, he began to shoot all over his face, spurt after spurt....I counted as I urged him on....nine...ten...eleven. 

In no time, his face was covered in his goo. I was dumbfounded that he still could cum with such ferocity after releasing a sizeable load into my ass...yet this load made that look like nothing. As he kept shooting, I realized that he couldn't handle much more and leaned forward to take over for him. Spurt after spurt went into my mouth. Greedily, I tried to swallow every drop, but I realized that I couldn't possibly take it all...it was just too much. Cum began to drip out of my throat, down my nice tits and all over me. It was in my hair, my eyes, my face, and still Mark kept cumming. 

"Holy shit!" I laughed. "I've never seen so much cum before. Not even in pornos."





Wild Ride



"Give me that pussy!" Mark blurted as another shot whizzed by his face. 

Praying that he still had enough to get me pregnant, I lowered my wet pussy easily onto his ejaculating member and instantly felt it filling with his juice. Wanting to make sure I got as much cum deep in me as possible, I went all the way down on it, and felt my pussy stretching again. By now, Mark had to be on spurt 20, and he'd probably been cumming for half minute.

Seconds later, I felt him relax as his last few shots went inside me, filling me up, and dripping down my pussy lips, down my thighs.

"OH FUCKING SHIT!" Mark yelled as a huge smile crossed his face.

Shortly after that, we were both curled up in his bed, exhausted and feeling incredible. 

The end. 

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Wild Ride



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It started with a kiss. Actually, it started before the kiss, with lots of light caresses throughout the day. A touch here, a kiss there. The simple act of him running his fingers down my arm sends tingles through my body. My mind drifted wondering how to get him alone amongst all these people. I craved him and I couldn't wait until later tonight. Scanning the park for a secluded area a thought dawned on me. "Come on babe, let's go on the Ferris wheel," I said to him as I grabbed his hand and pulled him towards the huge circular object in the distance. "It's my favorite ride." I knew it was one of his fantasies. I smiled knowing that this was the perfect thing.

The park was crowded with numerous people, some loud and screaming with happiness as they rode the rides, ate the junk food, and won the prizes, others yelling in frustration at the scheming carnies and in fear from the scary rides. I only had one thing on my mind, him, and making his fantasy a reality.

As we stood in the line for the Ferris wheel, he ran his hands down my arm as he kissed me passionately. I was wearing a singlet top that I knew exposed one of his favourite aspects of me, my swelling breasts. I felt a shudder up my spine as his fingers trailed up my arms and along my back as he kissed me. I heard someone cough behind us and realised the line had moved ahead without us noticing. We were lost in our own world, where no one else exsisted, my favourite place to be. The line wasn't long and moved quickly. It was the end of the day so I crossed my fingers that I could convince the attendant running the ride to give us a little extra time at the top.

We reached the front of the line and I leant over and whispered sweetly in the attendants' ear, making sure to give him a nice view to convince him to leave us at the top a little longer. The guy winked at my companion and turning back to me said smiling, "lucky guy, one turn then its all yours." Perfect, enough time to get him interested. Each cart was like a little cage, with a roof so it was semi secluded, although there was the view from above the back of the seat until the roof but hey who would see us from that high up, besides it wasn't the top half of my body that I was worried about!

We settled on the ride sitting opposite each other, the ride attendant closing the door firmly, locking us in the small cart. I leaned in close kissing him passionately. We slowly began to rise so I moved my hand onto his groin, feeling him straining against his shorts. My breath caught in my throat as he grabbed my breasts between his hands, kissing me harder. "I've wanted these all day," he said pulling his mouth from mine. We were at the top now but it wasn't time yet, this was just the fun before the main event. His hand slipped from my breasts and up under my skirt, wanting to feel how wet I was for him. I heard him gasp as he realized I was no longer wearing my g-string, I had removed it in the bathroom earlier and it was now safely tucked in my bag. "Something you forgot to tell me babe?" he said to me. 

"I thought you liked surprises," I said smiling at him.

The cart started to descend, so I thought he would stop but he kept his fingers on my clit, rubbing it with just the right amount of pressure, sending waves of pleasure shooting through my entire body. I moved my legs to the outside of his so anyone looking in would just see a man with his hands in his lap and our legs intertwined. I had to remove my hand from his straining cock as we got closer to the ground and couldn't help but groan. "All in good time baby," he said to me. 

"I need you now," was all I could reply as he worked his fingers expertly on my clit. He knew all the right moves.

As the cart started ascending again, we kissed again, lovingly, intensely, so hard and so full of fire and desire, our tongues dancing together. I gasped in his mouth as he pulled me forward onto his lap. Our cart rocked slightly and I wondered how much on an angle we were on. I put my knees on either side of his seat, straddling him. As I rearranged my skirt I heard him unzipping his pants and felt his hard cock against my dripping wet pussy lips. 

I lowered myself onto him, feeling him filling me completely, making me moan. I figure this high up no one could hear me. He felt so good inside of me as I moved my body up and down onto his. The cart moved as well, making it a very interesting ride. His cock sliding in and out of me felt amazing and I could feel my tempo growing as I got closer to coming. He knew I was close as he pulled my head down to kiss me. He removed his mouth from mine and I groaned in protest, but he had other ideas in mind. He moved his mouth to my neck, one of my weak spots, it seemed I had a lot of those where he was concerned! I cried out moving faster, his cock sliding in and out of me, rubbing against my clit, driving me wild. It didn't take more than a few seconds for me to come all over him. 

I didn't know whether it was the fact that we were in amusement park, with families and kids or just that I had been waiting all day to have him inside me but my orgasm seemed to last forever as he continued to ravage my neck and run his hands over my back. I couldn't help but squeeze tighter around his cock with all the sensations running through me and I leant in placing my mouth on his neck, kissing and biting into him at the same time as if that would help my orgasm subside. That sent him over the edge. I felt him come inside of me as the ride started to move again. Timing is everything.

As we slowly descended back to the ground I removed myself from his lap, kissing him passionately on the lips. Pulling my skirt back into place I took my seat opposite him, as he zipped himself back up.

By the time we hit the ground we looked like we originally had, with just a little more colour in our cheeks and quite possibly our necks. "Did you enjoy your ride?" the attendant asked smiling at me. 

"It was quite an adventure," I replied smiling. He exits first and takes my hand helping me out of the cage.

"So how did you enjoy your ride babe," I asked him as we walked away from the Ferris wheel. 

"Definitely worth waiting for," he replied smiling at me. New adventures were always worth waiting for, and if I had my way there would be plenty more to come with this amazing man.

The End... Copyright 2007... Playing Vixen

Authors Note: This is only my second time submitting a story online so I would appreciate feedback on what you think. I have some other stories in mind so keep an eye out for some more "wild rides"!! Thanks!



Wild Ride



Navigating the streets home, Patti found herself getting nervous about the adventure she was about to partake. She arrived home rushing through the house making sure that everything was taken care of for the next three days she would be in San Antonio, TX. She made sure that the cats were taken care and by having a friend come over and check on them for her. She went to the bedroom to finish up packing what was left, toothbrush, hair dryer, shampoo, etc. The doorbell rang, she panicked and looked at the clock, it was only 4:30 pm, and it must be her friend Anna. She answered the door and there was her friend Anna, with luggage in tow. Anna was a tall, blond, athletic build, who was recently divorced and ready for some fun. Patti had selected her to go with her because she was in the mood for a party and bound to have fun on this trip. The phone rang, it was the limo company making sure they were ready and they were running on time and would be arriving to pick her and Anna up at 5:00 pm sharp. 

Patti was going to see one of her favorite singer, Brad Paisley, in San Antonio at George Strait's Team Roping Classic, she had won the tickets to the concert and backstage passes to meet Brad Paisley and to introduce him at the concert, not only that the package included 4 days event passes, limo to the concert, hotel and $500 spending cash from the local radio station. 

The weather was perfect for the weekend, hot, spring like weather, the limo pulled into the driveway and the driver got out and came to retrieve the luggage and then opened the door of the limo for the two ladies to climb in. 

The driver poked his head in and said, " There is champagne on ice for you and snacks and other drinks in the built in cooler. So help yourselves." 

Patti and Anna giggled like teenagers on a trip to the mall. 

"I still can not believe that I won this trip, look at this limo," as she looks at the stretched limo's luxurious interior, with glass bottles with different alcohols in them and the crystal glass in which to drink from them. 

"I am glad you invited me, Patti. I can not wait to see all the cowboys with their tight jeans, this is going to be heaven," Anna reached for the champagne and pour them each a glass. 

" I will be in heaven when I meet Brad Paisley, I can't wait." Patti was wondering what she would say to him but she had packed her Brad Paisley T shirt for him to sign. 

As the limo was approaching San Antonio, the skyline of the city was breathe taking as it came into view, with the sun reflecting off of the various heights of the buildings. Soon the limo pulled up to a stop at the Hilton Hotel, and a young bell hop came and opened the door for Patti and Anna, as the limo driver retrieved their luggage form the trunk and 2 other bell hops took the luggage in and up to their room. 

Patti and Anna was greeted by Steve "the Ham" Jones the morning DJ from the radio station. 

"Hi Patti, I'm Steve from WSEX radio," he was tall, skinny, and from the smell of alcohol also fresh from the bar. 

"Hi Steve, this is my friend Anna, " pointing to Anna. 

"Well these boys will take you up to your room and if you want the rest of us are in the bar planning out the weekend. We sure would love it if you come down and join us." 

"Sure we will be glad to join you," Anna jumped in to say before Patti could come up with an excuse to get out of it. 

The Bellhop lead the girls up to the 16th floor to their room, as the door opened up to a large suite, the girls jaws dropped to the floor. As the bellhop directed them through the suite, there was a huge living area, with a small dining area and kitchenette, and two rooms with separate baths. 

"Patti, your room is through that door," pointing to the right of the living area, " and yours is to the left there." The bellhop winked at Anna. "If you are hungry there is a buffet set up in the bar for all the participants of the rodeo and a open bar tonight."

"Thank You," they both said in unionism. As both ladies went to their bedrooms. 

Patti was in awe again, a huge king size bed sat in the middle of the room with a huge plasma TV in a large hutch with a mini bar, and the bathroom had a Jacuzzi, shower and sauna. She looked in the mirror freshen up her makeup and run a brush through her hair. She was wearing an old pair of jeans and a tank top with a woven cotton shirt over the top of the tank top. She did not feel like changing clothes for just a hotel bar. She went back out into the living room area and met Anna. 

"Is your room as huge as mine," Anna was astonished by the entire suite, "there is even a Jacuzzi in the bathroom. I am definitely using that while we are here." As she ran to the French doors that lead out to a balcony. "Patti come and look at this." 

Patti head out of the doors, it was a spectacular view of the city, with a patio table and chairs to one side and a couple of chaise chairs on the other. 

Moments later they headed down to the hotel bar. As they entered the bar, there was a large buffet and the DJs from the radio station motioned for them to join them. They got some food and drinks and sat and enjoyed the conversations of the plans for the next 4 days. After a couple of hours Patti was tired from working and the trip down, she was ready to go up to the room and relax. Anna on the other hand was in full party mode, and already found cowboy from the rodeo who was flirting with her. 

"Anna, I am going up to the room, I am so tired. Will you be OK?" Patti asked. 

"Oh sure, go on up, I will be up later," as she went off to the dance floor with her cowboy. 

As Patti left the bar and headed for the elevator, she thought she saw someone she knew but the doors closed before she could get a good look at the person. It was one of those, I know that person but from where, moments. He was of average height and built, dark blond hair cut short and a nice ass was all she noticed. But she could not think of who that was in the elevator. As she got off on her floor, the bellhop that was in the elevator with the man was leaving the suite at the end of the hall. Well maybe she would see who it was tomorrow. She entered her suite and headed for bed. As she drifted off to sleep, her thoughts were on the man in the elevators, who was he and why did she feel so drawn to him like she knew him from somewhere. Maybe tomorrow she would run into him in the hallway and then she would know for sure, whom he was. 

About 4am, Patti was awoken by a loud sound of laughter she was sleeping well up to that point. She sat up in bed and listened to see what had woke her up. It was Anna; she was stumbling around the suite in the dark. 

"Damn it, that hurt!" As she stubbed her toe on the couch, falling over the back of it. 

"Are you alright, Anna?" A male voice softly asked her. 

"Yes, I am ok. SHH! We must not wake up my friend. Where is the door to my bedroom?" Anna said giggling from her drunkenness. 

Patti quietly laughed, knowing that Anna had brought that cowboy she had been flirting and dancing with back up to her room. Anna was living out her wild days, since her divorce from her high school sweetheart of 15 years. She was a 38-year-old teenager on sex over drive mode. 

The next morning, Patti got up and fixed herself some coffee in the suite's kitchenette, took her shower and put on the clothes that she had brought on a mini shopping spree for the weekend. Patti had went shopping for a new pairs of jeans that fit snug enough to show off her shapely ass, round and firm, and a spaghetti strap cami top that clung to her perfect B cup breasts, a belt with a buckle that said, "Wild Ride.the cowboy... not the horse", her favorite boots, and her favorite leather jacket. After all she was going to be surrounded by cowboys all weekend long. The song, Save A Horse, kept playing in her mind. 

She left a note for Anna, letting her know that she was going down to the big welcome breakfast. Patti was hoping to run into the mystery man from down the hall. As she left her room, a gentleman from the room next to the mystery man's room was leaving his room also. He was tall, slender build and worn his wranglers tight, then again all the cowboys were wearing them skin tight this weekend. It must have been a male right of passage, showing off their pride and goods, by wearing the tight jeans for all the women that were looking. He smiled at Patti tipped his hat and said, "Howdy Maam!" 

"Howdy," Patti replied, "Are you here for the team roping championship?" 

"Yes, We are a team participating the English brothers team. Are you here to participate or as a spectator," as they both got on the elevator to go down to the breakfast in the lobby? 

"Here as a spectator. I won tickets for the weekend from a radio station to announce Brad Paisley tonight at his concert," with a small giggle and then her face flushing after spilling her guts to a stranger. 

"Why is that funny?" 

"I am sorry, I just can not believe I am here. I never have things like this happen to me," Patti was embarrassed. 

"The name is Jon English. What is your name?" 

"Hi Jon, my name is Patti." 

"You here by yourself," Jon found Patti intriguing. 

"No my friend is sleeping off her wild night as we speak," she noticed that he was handsome, and easy to be around. 

"Why don't you join us for breakfast then? You don't want to eat by yourself now do you?"

"I would like that, but who is we?"

"My brother and a few friends of mine. They won't bite I promise," laughing at himself. 

As the elevator doors open to the lobby area, it was full of people, lining up and around the wall there were eight tables full of the breakfast food. They went ahead and got in line to get their food. Another younger man strolled up to Jon, tapped him on the shoulder. He talked to Jon but Patti could not hear what was said. Then he turned and walked in the bar. 

"That was my brother and he has a table for us already," Jon turned around to inform Patti of the conversation. 

Patti looked around the room to see if maybe she could catch a glimpse of the man she saw last night but she did see, George Strait standing in the corner talking to some people, and a couple of other famous faces that she recognized. She followed Jon in to the bar where they found Jon's Brother and three other guys sitting at a large table in the back corner. With his back to her, Patti recognized the mystery man, he was sitting at the table with Jon's brother but she still had no idea who he was, but it was tugging at her memory. 

Once at the table Jon introduced everyone. 

"Everybody I would like you to meet Patti, she is going to join us this morning. Patti, this is my brother Jimmy, our trainer Victor, Kiefer Sutherland, and his friend Michael," Said as Jon put his plate down and pulled out Patti's chair. 

Patti just stood there, thinking or not thinking, Oh My GOD, it was Kiefer that she saw last night, he is right here in front of her, sitting at her table, looking at her, why was he looking at her with such a worried look. She was in a fog, and did not even realize it, until Jon touched her arm and took her plate of food. 

"Patti, Patti, Patti, are you ok," Jon repeatedly asked. Jon helped her sit down in her chair before she fell or fainted, she was sitting right next to Kiefer. 

Shaking her head to clear the fog, she looked at Jon and responded, "Yes, I am ok, just taken back a little," turning to look at Kiefer, "Mr. Sutherland, I have been..." but she could not finish her sentence because Kiefer interrupted her. 

"Please call me Kiefer, Mr. Sutherland is my Dad," leaning his head to one side and giving that sheepish grin of his. 

"Sorry, Kiefer, I have been such a huge fan of yours for years and love your work," there she finally got it all out. 

"Thank you, you are so sweet for saying so," again nodding his head and giving that grin one more time and placing his hand on top of hers and giving it a little squeeze of thanks. 

All Patti could do at that moment was return a shy smile and close her eyes to burn this moment into her memory. She took a deep breath and opened her eyes to find that everyone at the table was staring at her again. Kiefer put his arm around her shoulder and asked, "Patti, are you sure you are ok? You look a little pale?" 

"Yes, I am fine. I just think it is because," she hesitated before finishing her thought, " never mind it is just plain silly. I am fine, sorry to worry everyone." 

"Go ahead and finish your thought, I really want to know," Kiefer said inquisitively. 

"No, really it is just so silly," looking into his eyes, those bluish-green, seductive, mesmerizing, and soul searching eyes, that were staring straight back at her with an intense need to know, she stuttered, "you really want to know don't you." Studying his facial expression, she noticed that he had not shaved for a day or so, that it looked nice, oh what was the word she used, Stubbelicious, that was it she had used that word on Benny's Blog. He was waiting for an answer. "OK, I am just a little, no a lot over whelmed at the fact that I am sitting here next to you, talking to you. There I told you it was silly." 

Kiefer patted her shoulder that she had forgot was wrapped around her. He started chuckling, "I am sorry, I seem to have that effect on women. But I am flattered." As he removed his arm and reached for his coffee. Patti suddenly felt as ease with sitting next to Kiefer, he had made her laugh at herself but at the same time laugh at himself. As the rest of the men laughed, as if they were not surprised at her answer, because they have been witnesses to this phenomenon before.

As they all eat their breakfasts, Patti listened in on the conversation. Jon and Jimmy were talking about their strategy in today's roping events. Kiefer was giving pointers, which lead to some wild stories of when he use to rope with Jon. It was a pleasant conversation and Patti was glad that she did not have of contribute to the conversation because she knew nothing of the sports except for that the men looked really good in their jeans and chaps. 

Steve "the HAM" Jones from the radio station came over and tapped Patti on the shoulder, "Excuse me. I don't mean to interrupt, Patti, but I just wanted to check real quickly with you about this evening's concert. I will meet you down here in the lobby and the limo will take us over to the arena for the concert about an hour before it starts. You will then meet Brad Paisley and the opening act, Ms Kellie Pickler. So be down here around 5:30 if that is OK." 

"Yes that is fine. I will be ready to go at 5:30 then. Thank you Steve," Patti replied. She thought to herself, this weekend could not get any better than this right now, first she won the tickets to meet Brad Paisley, she has been put up in a 5 star hotel in the suite, and now she is sitting next to the most desirable, sexiest, honorable, talented man that she knows. She took a moment while the men were engaged in a deep conversation over something she did not care about to look coyly at what Kiefer was wearing, because when she got home to tell the girls on the blog about her adventure they would ask. He had on a light blue demin shirt and tight dark blue jeans. 

"So Patti, what are your plans for the day since we kind of know what you are doing tonight?" Jon was asking to pull Patti into their conversation. 

"I have not really thought about it much. I would like to see some roping competition and maybe see what else it around," Patti was feeling unexpectedly comfortable around these men. "What are your plans?"

"Well, some of us have to practice and then compete in the roping event today," Jon just started laughing, then everyone was laughing, it was a here's your sign moment. 

"Why don't you join us for the day?" Kiefer spoke up, "I would like to get to know you a little bit, since we obviously was talking about things that you could not or would not join in." 

"I could not intrude on your day Kiefer," Patti wanted to say Hell Yeah, but she did respect his privacy too. 

"No I insist that you spent the day with us and I will not take No for an answer." Kiefer just smiled at her.

Just then her cell phone rang, it was Anna, "Hello."

"Patti, I am going to spend the day with Buck, if you don't mind flying solo?" 

"No that is fine. I have met some new friends that I was going to spend the day with, so I will be fine. Go and have fun. You have to be back here and ready for the concert at 5:30, OK?" 

"OK, See you then."

Patti placed her phone back in her purse. She thought to herself, she was glad that she did not tell Anna about who she had met because she would have changed her mind and wanted to tag along. Patti was looking forward to spending the day with him. 

"Is everything OK?" Kiefer asked. 

"Yes, that was my friend Anna, she met a cowboy last night and she is spending the day with him. So I guess that frees up my schedule for the day to take you up on your offer."

"Good, then lets go and help get he horses ready for the practice run," Kiefer stood up, and immediately helped Patti from her chair. 

When they got to the arena and headed for the stalls where the horses were kept, there were several other people there already working on Jon and Jimmy's Horses. They are beautiful, magnificent quarter horses. Kiefer had shown Patti around the barn and pointed at the two horses that Jon and Jimmy would be riding today and that they also brought 4 more horses just incase something would happen to their favorite horses. Jimmy's horse, Maggie, she had a soft brown almost reddish tint color with dark brown mane and tail, and her hind hooves were white, Kiefer had told her they called that socks. The other horse was Jon's his name was Corky, he had a buckskinned color, like a light tan color, with black mane and tail, and black socks on all four hooves. Kiefer was so relaxed around the horses, petting them and talking softly to them, and the horses seem to respond to him, nudging him when he talked. Kiefer took the time to explain everything, why they use certain saddles compared to other saddles, and the reins and bits that they use. As they were retrieving some more gear out of the trailer just outside of the barn, a rope came flying over them and encircling them, and then pulling them together, they had been lassoed. 

"Damn it Jon," Kiefer laughed, "I will get you back for this." 

Patti just enjoyed the moment and the closeness to Kiefer as he wrapped his arms around her to loose the rope and free them and then he stopped and looked down at Patti, "unless you don't want to be freed."

"Well, we would look a little silly walking around roped together, but hey if you're game I am too then," Patti laughed but secretly would love to stay this close to him.

Kiefer really did not want to let her go, he was having fun, and she seemed to be enjoying herself. It had been a while since he felt comfortable with any woman to let his guard down but it was only a few hours ago that he met her and already he was at ease. As he pulled the rope over her head, he wanted to get to know her more, "So Patti, do you want to go for a walk and see what else is here?" 

"If you don't mind I would rather see you rope. Will you show me and teach me how?" She knew a little bit about roping but she was going to play it for all it was worth. 

"Sure, I would love to show you how to rope," he coiled up the rope in one hand and looked around for something to use as their calf. He walked over to the trailer and pulled out a small barrel. "This will do for a calf." 

He adjusted the rope until he had it where he wanted it and started twirling it over his head until he released it and missed the barrel. Patti could not help but laugh at him and his face showed that even he was laughing at himself for trying to be all macho man and missing the fucking barrel. 




Wild Ride



"Let's try that again. I will be honest with you it has been awhile since I have done any kind of roping," recoiling the rope back up in his hand. He looked so cute in the white cowboy hat and he took off his denim shirt and had on a white t-shirt. On the second try he hit his target, he spend time showing Patti the way to coil the rope and hold and when to release it. Patti loved the attention and the closeness. 

They walked around the fair grounds and looked at the different vendors and found a corral with some horses in to and climbed up to sit on the top rail. They ended up talking about each other's lives and what they wanted out of life for several hours. Suddenly they were being beckoned. "Hey you two, are you going to watch Jon and Jimmy rope or just be stuck up and unsocial able," Jon's wife Jamie yelled from the arena door.

"We are coming," Kiefer yelled back, then jumped down from the fence and helped Patti down next. 

"Thank you for this afternoon, I have really enjoyed myself," Patti just wanted him to know how much it meant for her. 

"Same for me. Patti it has been a pleasure that I hope will not end soon," Kiefer added smiling. 

They made their way down to the front of the arena to where Jon and Jimmy's wives were sitting and waiting for their husbands' turn. When the English Boys' turn came up it was poetry Jimmy roped the head and Jon roped the back feet in record time. They were in first place for the time being. Kiefer had explained what and how it all worked so Patti could understand a little more about the sport. Patti looked at her watch and it was a little after 3 and she wanted to get back to the hotel and shower and change clothes before the concert. 

"Oh look at the time, I have to get back to the hotel and get ready for tonight." She looked at Kiefer with eyes that did not want to leave him but knew she had too. Then her phone rang. She answered it and it was a short call and then closed her phone. She looked annoyed. 

"What is wrong?' Kiefer inquired. 

"That was Anna, she is not going with me tonight. Of all things to drop me on this is one I really needed her to be with me tonight. Fuck what am I going to do now?" She just shook her head, she knew that she did not have the confidence to stand in front of thousands of people and announce one of her favorite singers. 

"Is this about the concert tonight? You having to announce Brad Paisley?" 

"Yes, I have never been in front of a small crowd of people before let alone a crowd of thousands. I am not sure I can do this." She looked at him with pleading eyes, scared yet hopeful. 

"Would you feel more comfortable if I went with you and gave you some pointers on how to get over your uneasiness in front of crowds?" Kiefer put his arm around her and gave her a big hug. 

"I would like that as long as I am not disturbing your plans." 

"Don't be silly, this is a weekend of no plans just have fun. Now lets get Michael to take us back to the hotel and get ready. We are meeting the people from the station at 5:30, right?" Kiefer just took charge. He phoned Michael and in minutes they were back at the hotel. 

Patti went in to her suite and took a long hot shower, as she reminisces about her day. What a wonderful day she had spent with Kiefer, just talking and learning so much about him that no story or interview would cover. It was truly the inside scoop on the man she admired from the screen. 

Patti put on a nice black halter dress, not too short, not too long in length with a silver belt around the waist and heels that were not too high but made her legs look great. Patti fixed her hair and makeup and dabbed on some perfume for she was doubly blessed tonight to be with Kiefer and to meet Brad Paisley. She was calm, excited but surprisingly not freaking out about tonight. It had to be the calmness from Kiefer; he made her feel so at ease around him, like no big deal, he is just another person. She was glad that he offered to go with her tonight. 

A knock at the door, it was Kiefer coming to pick her up so to speak, since he was just down the hall. She opened the door and was in awe, he was clean-shaven, dressed in a pair of black casual pants, and a black button down shirt with a black with silver dotted tie left loosened at the neck. His smell intoxicated Patti as he smiled, "Wow you look amazing! Are you ready to go?"

"You look very handsome yourself," Patti said in a flirty tone of voice as she jiggled his tie, "I like that look, the loose tie." 

Kiefer gave Patti a hug, she was intoxicating and he was going to have to control himself. He pulled back and took a long lingering look into her eyes, searching her soul and then he placed his hand on her cheek moving his thumb from her nose to her ear, Patti leaned into his hand and then he leaned in and kissed her with so much passion that Patti thought she was going to implode. Patti returned his passionate kiss with equal fire and passion. 

"I have been wanting to do that all day," Kiefer softly whispered in her ear, "I am glad that you did not pull away." 

"Why would you think that?" Patti looked at him with a confused look on her face. 

"I just was not sure but I know now. Let's go or we will be late for your big night on the stage," he said jokingly. He put his arm around her waist as they walked to the elevator. 

As the elevator doors opened to the lobby, they found the group of DJ's from WSEX waiting for them. Patti walked up and greeted them and introduced them to Kiefer. They headed off to the concert; once they arrived they were shown to a large private room with all kinds of finger foods and drinks for the artists and VIPs. Patti was introduced to George Strait, Trace Atkins, Toby Keith, and Sugarland. Patti was treated like a star herself as she stayed close to Kiefer's side. Steve " The Ham" Jones came over to let Patti know that Brad was ready to meet her. Patti took a deep breath and Kiefer took a hold of her hand and gave it a gentle squeeze. 

"Brad this is Patti. She won our contest for tickets for this weekend's events and a chance to meet you." Steve introduced them. 

"Hi Patti, it is nice to meet you. So you are a big fan," Brad was soft spoken and very humble, "I am always glad to meet a fan." 

"It is an honor to meet you too. I would like you to meet Kiefer a friend of mine." She was not sure if the two had ever meet before but she was trying not to be rude and assume they knew each other. 

"I thought I recognized you. Nice to meet you," Brad nodded to Kiefer as they shook hands and exchanged pleasantries. 

Patti had a nice chat with Brad and had muenster up the courage to ask him for an autograph and to sign her shirt. He gave her his new CD that was not even released yet. They joined the rest of the people in the open reception room. Patti continued to talk to Brad and listened to him go on about his new baby with his wife. Patti could hear that Taylor Swift was performing on the stage. 

Taylor Swift had finished her set and the DJ's were telling Patti where they were going to stand and what they were going to be saying basically and just to follow along and she would know when to announce Brad. Everything went as planned and she did not even stutter when she introduces Brad to the crowd. The trick and Kiefer had shared with her really did work. 

They got to stand just off stage and watch the show, and it was amazing. After the concert they were invited to a private party at George Strait's Ranch just outside of town. The party was in a large tent in the front part of the grounds to his ranch. The music was good and they served a sit down dinner. Patti and Kiefer had stayed close all night, he even asked her to dance a couple of times. Just after midnight, Kiefer made a call to Michael have a car from the hotel come and get them. As they waited by the fence next to the driveway, Kiefer leaned in towards Patti, and brought up his hands to her face and brushed a stray piece of hair out of her face and softy touched her cheeks with his hands and pulled her to his lips for a long, steamy, soul melting no core melting kiss. They continued to kiss until they heard the approach of a vehicle. It was their vehicle. 

Once back at the hotel, Kiefer walked Patti to her door. As they stood at her door and she fumbled for the key card, Kiefer turned her around and once again raised his hands to her face and kissed her. With every kiss she melted even more, how was she suppose to think, act, or respond if she was mush. She really did not care. She wanted him. She made the bold move to let her hand travel down the front of his chest, past his stomach and slightly pass over his crotch, as she swept her hand to his ass cheek and give it a squeeze. Kiefer jumped a little but responded by bringing down his hand to her breast and kneading it through the fabric. 

"Shall we continue this cat and mouse in your suite or wait until a photographer finds us out here in the hallway and takes a picture," Kiefer said with a deep soft sexy velvet voice. 

"Yes let's go into my suite to continue," Patti fumbled again for her key card and opened the door. "I hope that my roommate is not here." 

Let me check to make sure she is not here. Patti turned on the light and as she sat her purse down on the table she saw a note from Anna saying that she was going to spend the night as Buck's ranch outside of town. She would call in the morning. 

As Patti was reading the note, she had not noticed that Kiefer was standing right behind her, he put his one arm around her waist, and the other arm around her shoulder, pulled her back to him, and with a voice that made very nerve in her body respond, "Don't move," in her ear and then gently nibbled on her neck and ear. She responded by bringing her free arm up to his head and caressing his neck. He continued kissing and sucking on her neck down to her bare shoulder then trailed his tongue back up to her ear, it sent a shiver through out her whole entire body. His hand that was wrapped around her shoulder now searched for her breast, finding its intended target he slipped his hand through the deep plunging neckline of her halter dress and caressed her nipple and breast. Her nipples were standing at a rigid attention. Patti started to turn around to face him but he tightened his grip around her waist keeping her pinned up against him. He was enjoying his treatment of her neck and shoulder and how it made her whole body shiver and the soft little moans that escaped from her. 

Patti reached behind her and placed her hand on his crotch, she rubbed his hard cock through the fabric of his pants. He pushed her forward bending her over the table that she was standing by, hold her down with one hand on her back and his other hand went to the bottom of her dress, up under the dress and traveled the length of her thigh, over to the front of her thigh to the inside of her thigh and traveling up and just light touching her the outer lips of her womanhood. He could feel the dampness through the thong that she worn. Patti's head was spinning from his touch that seem to leave little fires where ever his went on her body from her neck to her thigh and the soft moans being release let him know that. She could feel his cock pressed up against her butt. She wanted him now, but he was controlling the moves right now and she had no will to fight him. She was his, he could do what he wanted to her and she would respond. 

He rubbed her back for a minute and then reached up and grabbed her shoulders and pulled her up and leading her to the couch. He was still holding her close kissing her neck and shoulders again, sending waves of shivers through her body. When they got to the couch he spun her around to face him, his once again brushed the hair from her face. Their lips met and instant fire was raging through both of their bodies, their tongues explored the other's mouth as they kissed, sucked, and nibbled. Kiefer lost balance causing him to fall into the couch and pulling Patti down on top of him. They both laughed because as smoothly as this seduction was going something was bound to go wrong. Kiefer pulled up Patti's dress; she reached up to the ceiling so that Kiefer could pull her dress all the way off. He leaned forward to kiss her clavicle area and traveled down in between the valley of her breasts, taking each on in his hands and kneading them. Patti reached down and unbuttoned his shirt, opening it so that she got play with his curly chest hair. She settled down on his lap nude except for the thong that remained, she threw her head back and arched her back when Kiefer took one of her nipples into his mouth and began sucking on it. Kiefer wrapped his arms around her waist to help hold her on his lap while he feasted on her nipples. She put her hands on his shoulders to balance her self too. He was working her into a frenzied state with her hips bucking over his still caged up cock. It was getting uncomfortable. He lifted his head and put his hands on her hips and lifted up, until she rested on her knees giving him enough room to undo his pants and pull them down to expose the hardened shaft that she was feeling through the fabric. AS he was working on the pants she started working on getting his shirt off again pushing it up and over the shoulders and down the arms, as soon as he had his pants where he wanted them he pulled his arms out of the shirt. He looked up at her with wanting, longing eyes "I want you but I do not want to do anything that you are not ready for." 

"I want you to Kiefer," with that Patti carefully positioned herself over his engorged penis and slow started taking him inch by inch. Kiefer leaned forward and took a nipple in his mouth again and sucked and nibbled on it. Patti was finally in control and she wanted it fast but slow and slow is how she was going to take it. She took him in an inch and then back up and down for an inch more and back up until she had taken him all in. She wiggled her bottom in small circles feeling his response deep inside her. She leaned forward and sucked, kissed and nibbled on his ear as he continued the delicious torture of her nipples. As they both moan in delight, Patti started increasing the pumping action as if she were taking a horse from a walk to a trot, and then to a full out run. She was riding him like a wild horse, in a wild frenzy, cumming and having orgasm after orgasm and Kiefer rears his head back as his orgasm reaches it's peak. She falls forward on him and he wraps his arms around her and they kiss. They both lay down on the couch and fall asleep in each other's arms. 

About an hour had passed when Patti woke up because she was cold. She looked at Kiefer's angelic face sleeping so peacefully. She did not dare wake him but thought moving to the bedroom would be a good idea. She gently shook him, "Kiefer wake up we should go into the bedroom." 

He stirred enough to realize what she had said; he opened his eyes to see Patti smiling down at him. She reached over and kissed his forehead. 

"I hate to wake you but we should go to the bedroom." Patti picked up her dress and her panties, which were torn off in the middle of their sex session; she also picked up his shirt. He still had his pants down around his ankles. He stood and looked down at his pants and let out a huge laugh. "Damn woman would not even let me take off my boots and pants." 

"Aw poor baby, do you want a do over?" Patti teased him and then slapped him on the ass. Then she grabbed his ass, "What a firm ass!" 

"Hey you had better watch little filly you might get herself roped up," as his slapped her on the ass as she ran by him. 

He followed her into the bedroom; she had gone into the bathroom to clean up a little. He took his boots off and then his pants and went into the bathroom, to clean up himself. When he got done she was in bed waiting for him, he smiled and asked, "are you sure you want me to stay?"

She smiled and put her hand out and extended her first finger and gave him the come hither look and pulled her finger back in the motion of come here. Pulled the blanket back for him to climb in. He leaned into her and took her into his arms and kissed her as they settled down for the night. She fell asleep in his arms. 

Patti slept so well; she could not believe how well she had slept. Was it because of Kiefer? She did not want to wake up, because if it were a dream she did not want it to end. Then she hear a knock at the door, and voices then quiet again. She stirred and found that she was alone in the bed. She sat up and looked around and found Kiefer standing in the doorway. 

"Good Morning, sleepy head. I was not sure when you would wake up," Kiefer smiling at her with a grin that started her tingling again, with his head tilted and that boyish grin of his. 

"Good Morning, how did you sleep?" 

"Great and you?" Kiefer walked over to the bed and leaned over and gave Patti a kiss. Patti pulled him onto the bed. "Are you trying to take advantage of me?"

"Well, if you would want that then yes." Patti noticed he was dressed. He must have slipped down to his room and changed clothes because he was back in his jeans and navy blue t-shirt. 

"Yes you can take advantage of me but not just yet," Kiefer sitting up to the edge of the bed, "but first I have a surprise for you in the next room and there is no need to get dressed if you don't want to." 

"I will only leave this room naked if you join me," Patti smiled devilishly and reached for the robe on the chair next to the bed. Getting out of bed and trying to sash to her robe, she walked into the living area of the suite to find that Kiefer had enough time to bring about a dozen vases of Roses spread all over the room, and table set with breakfast foods, and fruits out on the balcony. 

"I hope you don't mind, I took the liberty of ordering breakfast." As he walked to the French doors to the table and pull out her chair for her. He was a true gentleman in every sense of the word. 

Patti was amazed at all the things he had managed to do while she was asleep. There was one single red rose in a vase on the table, Champagne, juices, different kinds of eggs, waffles, pancakes, omelets, cereal and fruits. He must of ordered the whole damn menu. 

"I did not know what you liked so I ordered most of the menu if you could not tell. Do you have any plans for today?" Kiefer looked so innocent, that boyish charm of his was unyielding to her usual defenses of keeping a man at arms length. 

"No I don't have any plans for today, unless the station needs me to do something but I think last night was all I had to do for the station." 

"Good, I have planned at our day then." Once again the sheepish grin and tilled head. "So what do you want to have for breakfast?" picking up her plate to fill it with her wishes. 

"I will have a omelet and some toast with coffee, please." Patti was not use to this much attention from a guy, being waited on hand and foot. 

Kiefer fixed himself some an old fashioned breakfast, a couple of eggs, bacon, hash browns and toast with some coffee and some OJ, too. 

They made small talk while eating their breakfast; he talked about his daughters and grandchild. Patti talked about her life. It was comfortable. He was so easy to talk too. 

"So are you going to let me in on your plans for today?" Patti was in suspense, and starting to wonder what he had planned. 

" Well, I thought we would go down to the arena and watch Jon and Jimmy's ride today, they are riding this morning. Then I have a couple of horses lined up to go for a ride afterwards, and that is all you get to know for now." 

"That sounds like a great idea. I have not rode a horse for a couple of years." Patti was hoping it would all come back to her. At least now she could dress appropriately. She was making plans for tonight in the back of her mind. 




Wild Ride



Patti went to the bedroom to take a shower and to get dress for their day. While in the shower, the warm water felt good running down her body, she was pinching herself that she actually met Kiefer and spent the day with him and fucked him last night and now he wanted to spend today with her, he had brought her roses, the most beautiful roses, in every color. She was deep in thought and did not here the bathroom door open, when Kiefer pulled back the shower curtain and stepped in to join her. She turned around startled but not surprised. He took the soap and a washcloth and lathered up the cloth and started with her back. He massaged in the soap taking his time in washing her back. As the water rinsed off the soap he would kiss the back of her neck and nibble on her ear. Then he turned her around and washed the front of her. Continuing to kiss the neck and ears as the soap was rinsed away, traveling down to her breast, massaging them with his hands and then his mouth. He sat down on the bench in the shower to wash her lower abdomen and private area, using his fingers to lightly brush across her clitoris, setting a blazing fire through her pussy. He raised her leg and set it up on the bench next to him and started rubbing her clit with his thumb and using his fingers to start entering her wet pussy. Patti reached out to hold on to the wall to help her balance her self as she threw her head back in ecstasy. He reached around her waist to hold her while he leaned in to taste her honey, using long slow licks on her clit, alternating licking and sucking and now driving three fingers in and out of her drenched pussy. She was bucking her hips trying to take more of him in, she cried out, "OH Kiefer, I am going to cummmm" As a huge orgasm washed over her. Kiefer sucked every last drop of juice that rained from her pussy. He held her tight until she could stand on her own and then re washed every inch of her. When she had rinsed off again, Kiefer pushed her to the wall under the shower and rained kisses on her face and neck and then gave her the deadliest kiss on her mouth, one that was all consuming, it felt like he was trying to suck the every life out of her, and settling the fire once again in her honey pot. 

She wrapped her arms around him as they continued kissing, he lifted her up onto the wall so that he could place his hardened cock in her pussy, and she brought her legs up and around his waist to help with the action. He wanted her now, no slow entry, the taste of her cum made him mad with passion and now he wanted his cock deep inside of her. He rammed his cock all the way into her wet pussy, throwing his head back as he felt the warmth of her pussy walls envelop his rock hard cock. He starting thrusting in and out of her pussy likes a mad man, and this, and the fact that his pubic hair was tickling her hairless mound and rubbing on her clit overly turned her on. The sensations were pushing her back over the edge, with several back-to-back orgasms, and then he pushed her hard against the wall as his own ball breaking orgasm was starting to overcome him. 

He showered her with gentle kisses as he regains his strength and helped her stand again. 

"Wow, you are such a wonderful woman to be with, I seem to have lost my control. I hope I did not hurt you," Kiefer was genuinely concerned that he might have hurt her by the way he threw her up against the shower wall. Let's clean up and get out of here. 

After they both got dressed again, they went out into the living area to find that Anna was sitting at the table with all the breakfast food was still laid out from earlier.

"About time you two stopped screaming, I think the entire hotel knows what you were doing," Anna laughed, as she watched Patti and Kiefer turn red in the face. 

"Oh Anna, we were not that loud, were we?" Patti was concerned, she did not remember screaming or being loud, but damn it she was proud of what had happened in that shower. 

"You were a little loud," Kiefer chimed in, laughing and grabbing her ass. 

"What do you have planned today, Anna," Patti asked. "Buck is picking me up a little later and we are going to go and watch the roping today and then dinner again tonight. I was worried that I had left you to fend for yourself and wanted to make sure you were ok. But I see that you have done very well for yourself. So if you don't mind, I think I will stay with Buck for the rest of the weekend." Anna did not know who Kiefer was and at that point did not care, as long as she did not have to feel guilty about being with Buck instead of with her friend Patti. 

"No I am fine, go ahead and spend the time with buck." Patti was relieved that Anna had decided to stay with Buck, only because she had Kiefer. Any other time she would have been so angry with her for abandoning her. 

"Well, enjoy the breakfast, nice to meet you Anna," Kiefer said cordially, "Let's go Michael is waiting on us." 

Later on that morning, they enjoyed watching the roping and the English Brothers were still in the lead for the over all competition and enjoyed helping groom the horses after the competition. 

Kiefer had made arrangements for a horse ride. Two of the most beautiful horses she had ever seen, was saddled up and ready for their rides, and stable boy helped Patti up on her horse and explained how the horse responded to commands. Kiefer was talking to another older gentleman and Kiefer hook his hand and thanked him for everything. 

"Are you ready, Patti?" Kiefer turned around and smiled at her as she shook her head yes. "Then follow me, I think you will like our ride this afternoon." 

For about for hours of trailing down through a beautiful wooded countryside they found a small stream in which they followed for a while. Then off to the right was a beautiful open area, but something seemed strange. Kiefer stopped and climbed down off his horse. Patti was worried because it was so late in the afternoon that they might not make it back before dark. 

"We will tie up our horses here. I am ready to give my rear a rest," Kiefer went over and helped Patti down from her horse and tethered both of them to a post that was obviously there for such a purpose. 

"Let's walk a bit. The field is beautiful don't you think?" Putting his arm around her waist and pulling her close as they walking a little ways in, as they walked around the field they walked around some trees to reveal a tent with a table and chairs, candles, and dinner. 

"You did all of this for me?" Patti said looking up at Kiefer in bewilderment. 

There was music playing, as they got closer. It was a Brad Paisley song playing. As she looked around she saw Brad and his band playing just off to the side. 

"You got Brad Paisley to come out here and play for us," Patti was overwhelmed at the length that Kiefer went to for this very secluded romantic dinner. She touched his cheek smiled so meekly and gave him a kiss. He returned the kiss and hugged her tight. 

"I wanted you know how special you have made this weekend for me and that I don't want it to end," he whispered in her ear. She melted. 

"Kiefer here is your dedication," Brad stated as he started singing She's everything. 

"Would you care to dance?" holding his hand out then pulling her close to slow dance with her. 

"I can not even put into words what this means to me," as happy tears ran down her face and she kissed him, then laying her head on his shoulder as they danced. 

After dinner, Michael appeared and nodded to Kiefer. "Are you ready to go?" Kiefer asked Patti, with that sweet innocent smile of his. 

"Go where?" Patti asked, she did not know if she could handle any more surprises tonight. 

"Back to the hotel." 

"Yes I am ready," Patti sighed. It was so beautiful there in the field with only a select few there. It was a night to remember; hell the whole weekend was a night to remember. 

When they got back to the hotel and went up to Patti's suite, but before she retrieved her key she turned to Kiefer, "I don't know if I can take any more surprises tonight." 

"No more surprises tonight, I promise." Kiefer said and leaned over and kissed the top of her head. 

She opened the door and he was telling the truth, no surprises, just the roses from earlier were scattered everywhere. 

Kiefer took her by the hand and lead her into the bedroom, turned around and framed her face with his hands, leaned in to give her one of his earth moving kisses. "It's late and we have had a wonderful day together but I want to leave you with the best memory of all until I can come back here to Texas to be with you again." 

He swept her up into his arms and carried her over to the bed, and laid her down on the bed and buttoned her top while planting sweet kisses on her neck, and undoing her jeans. Patti pushed him away, not because she did not want to make love to this man but because she wanted to undress him and take off her boots. Kiefer started to protest but she put a finger to his mouth and smiled. "My way tonight."

She stood up and pulled him to a sitting position on the bed, pulled his shirt over his head, got down on her knees and pulled his boots off one at a time, then slowly moved her hands up the inside of his legs, up past his knees, as hands continued their journey up the inside of his thighs, she looked at him with a tigress look of wanting and a determined look of succeeding. Kiefer tried to move things along quicker but she shook her head from side to side. "If you know what is good for you, you will not touch that zipper, Mister." 

Kiefer laughed but took her seriously and placed his hands back on the bed and leaned back to let her have her way with him. She then noticed that he was very turned on by her movements, so she was going to play a little longer. She stood up and climbed up on the bed to straddle him and rain kisses on his face, and neck, nibbling on his ears. His stubble was back and she ran her tongue down along his neck outlining he day old beard. This sent shivers through out his body. She slide down on the bed a little resting on his tights so that she could kiss, nibble and suck her way down to his jeans again. She took her time and was enjoying his struggle not to rip his jeans off. Kiefer was leaning back with his head back, he was trying to breathe and control his growing desire because as much as he was enjoying her teasing, his jeans were becoming unbearable around his cock. 

Patti slide off of his thighs and nuzzled up between them instead, pulling her hands from his chest playing and teasing his nipples and hair, down his stomach which was a little ticklish and the rim of his jeans, she contemplated whether to loose them or tease so more. She looked at him as he looked down to see what she was going to do; he was desperately hoping that she would undo his jeans at least. She run her fingertips along the waistline to his sides, which made he twitch with the light touch she was using. Then back to the center, she slowly unbutton the top button on his jeans, then moved her hands down the sides of the zipper, feeling his hardness straining against the fabric of his jeans. Kiefer let out a moan and bite his lower lip. She was putting him through heaven and hell at the same time, but he had done that earlier in the shower. Her hands moved down under and over his balls, and slowly back up to his zipper. 

"I thought you said there was no more surprises tonight but what do we have here," as she started to unzip his jeans, Kiefer had no underwear on, which made it easier for his cock to feel some welcomed release from it's cage in the jeans. Patti slowly pulled his jeans down to the floor and then pulled his jeans off, as just as they came off his feet she lost her balance and fell to the floor. Kiefer sat up quickly to see if she was ok. But she had already recovered quickly and was crawling back to him and up between his legs. She kissed the inside of his thighs as she pushed them apart to make room for her so access his engorged penis and balls. She kissed and sucked on his balls, and massages them with her hand and then began the slow travel up the underside of his cock, licking and sucking as her made her way up to the tip of his cock and then back down the front side of his cock to his pubic area and back up to the tip. Once at the tip she wrapped her lips around and began to take him into her mouth inch by inch, sucking and tasting his beautiful cock. 

Patti used one hand to stroke his cock while taking him in and out of her mouth and the other hand she used to finish pulling her jeans down to her knees so that when she was ready they would fall to the ground. Kiefer was getting too hot with his cock in her hot wet mouth and he did not want to cum yet so he put his arms under her arms and lifted her up onto the bed. 

He rolled over on top of her and smiled, "now we're going to have some fun." He took her arms and slowly run his hands up from her armpits to her wrists, taking her arms above her head, leaned down and kissed her hard, deep with a wanting that sucked her very soul out of her. 

"Slow burn is slow torture to ones ultimate joy." He whispered in her ear then nibble on her ear sending thousands of tiny little shock waves through her body. 

"I want you to leave her arms above her head for now, exercise control," Kiefer whispered in the other ear and once again nibbled. With her arms up above her head on the bed it lifted her breast up to attention, her nipples were already hard and erect. Kiefer kissed her neck and traveled his tongue down to the valley between her breasts. His hands slides slowly back down her arms to he sides and up to both breasts, kneading them and he kissed the sides of her breast from the valley. She sucked in a wild breathe as his breathe chilled over the hot wetness left from his kisses. She wanted to turn her body so that he would take in one of her nipples, which was now screaming to be sucked on. He finally inched his way up to one of her nipples and started sucking and nibbling on the nipple, and his hand was gently twisting and pinching the other nipple. 

Then after spending ample time with each nipple, he traveling his kissing and sucking down her stomach until her reached her pubic area, he stopped and pulled off her boots, and her jeans, she too was wearing no underwear and he had noticed that the crotch of her jeans were wet. She was ready. He grabbed back on the bed and know his head faced the foot of the bed and he positioned himself close enough to her that his erection was just inches from her face. Patti had maintained some control by keeping her arms above her head but now with his rock hard cock next to her, she was not sure how long she would hold out. Just then she took a sucking breathe in as Kiefer pushed her legs apart and immediately went for her clit, taking it into his mouth and sucking on it. Followed by his hands spreading her pussy lips apart to reveal her honey pot, his thumbs worked her lips, rubbing up and down on them as his two index fingers entered his cunt. Working feverishly in and out at opposite times, and sucking her clit was swollen and aching with pleasure. She could smell his precum at the tip of his cock and rolled over slightly to take his cock into her mouth, she sucked him in and pulled him out again. They both enjoyed giving and receiving at the same time, they were in rhythmic timing with each other. Kiefer stopped and pulled his cock out of her mouth and turned and using his hands on either side of her, and she placed her legs on his shoulders, as he guided his swollen member into her swollen throbbing pussy, slowly he entered her and bent down and took and nipple in his mouth, inch by slow inch her entered her. He was going to take his time. One inch and one inch out, so on and so forth, slow strokes until he was completely buried in her wet hot pussy. Continuing the slow stroking in and out of her pussy and with an occasional circles of his hips once buried in her pussy, he could tell that she was climaxing over and over but not into a full orgasms just yet. He could fell his own orgasm starting from deep inside him. His increased his pumping and stroking and took one of his thumbs and started rubbing her clit with a maddening pace. They were as one as they both came with their strongest orgasms yet. Kiefer fell to her side, kissed her sweetly. 

"I could stay here with you forever," he whispered, as he envelope her into his arms. 

"Me too, Kiefer, me too." She snuggled in the nook of his arm and they fell asleep in each other's arms. 

The next morning they spent in the hotel room talking and kissing, promising to call one another and setting up time to see each other again. Kiefer reached down and tapped Patti's belt buckle, "So was it a wild ride, the cowboy, not the horse." 

"Yes the cowboy was worth every buck of the 8 second ride." Patti gave him a kiss that stole his soul; she had already stolen his heart. 

The ride back to Houston was a long and lonely ride because Anna decided to stay in San Antonio, but it gave Patti time to burn every image into her memory. 

Back at work for a few weeks, she had not heard from him. She kept telling her that he was just busy filming his show that was back in full swing again. But her heart sank a little very day that she had not heard from him. Patti was shaken from her deep thought by a co-worker, "Patti you have a delivery up front." 

Patti went up front and it was a dozen red roses, and the card attached said, "To my Wild Cowgirl, I miss you and I am thinking about you everyday. Love, Kiefer" 

That night as she sat on her computer chatting with the girls from Benny's Blog, she was telling them of the flowers she received today at work. She loved her friends from the blog they kept telling her that he would not forget her. Suddenly the phone rang, and Patti answered it. 

"Hi, I just needed to hear her voice. Did you get my flowers?" It was the voice she had been waiting to hear for weeks now. It was Kiefer. 

"Yes they are beautiful." Patti was tearing up, because he had called her. 

They talked for a couple of hours, when he had to go to prepare for tomorrow's filming but promised her that he was coming to Houston soon. She fell asleep that night with sweet sexy Kiefer wet wild dreams.



Wild Ride



Shit! I'm running late for work. It was just one of those "I don't feeling like getting out of bed" days. Oh well, I'm only 30 minutes late. 

I take the exit off the freeway and I've only got 5 miles left. I turn onto Main Street. Only 3 miles left. 

Oh no! My car is sputtering. What the hell. Just great you idiot! You're out of gas. Fuck, I'm right in between work and a gas station. I coast into a parking lot of an empty office building. No sweat, I'll just call my buddy at the office to come get me. 

No, no, no you didn't! I left my damn phone at the house. Son of a bitch! Well it looks like I'm walking. 

It's not that it's that far of a walk, but it is 95 degrees out and I'll be sweating my ass off by the time I get there. All of the sudden a old Chevy pickup pulls up in front of me and stops. I walk up to the door, the windows are down.

The guy driving the truck says " Mornin! You need a lift buddy?"

"Man I sure could use a ride to work." I tell him. Trying hard to hide the anger behind my stupidity filled morning.

I get in and tell him where I work.

"Oh yea, that's right down the road here." he replies. "I'm Tom by the way" 

"Hey Tom! I'm Scott. Good to meet you and thanks a bunch for picking me up." I reply back.

"No problem Scott. Glad I could help out"

So we're driving along about 100 yards from the driveway and I notice that we're not slowing down.

"Yep that's the office right there." I encouragingly blurt out.

Tom doesn't say anything. We drive right past the driveway.

"Uh Tom you drove right by my office." I say as a look over at him.

He has this wide shit eating grin on his face. "That's because we're not going to your office, we're going to mine." as he nods his head down.

I follow the direction of his nod. Oh FUCK! This motherfucker has a gun pointed right at me.

"Tom. Dude. What's with the gun?

He doesn't answer. I start to panic big time.

He turns down one of the side roads. We drive for a few miles. This road has no development on it. Perfect place for this fucker to off me. I start to hyperventilate. He stops the truck and puts it in park.

"I'm going to walk around to your side of the truck. If you want to live, you won't move an inch." he says calmly.

As he gets out, he holds the gun straight at me. He starts to walk around the front of the truck. His eyes are fixed right on me. Shit! I stand no chance of running from this crazy fucker. He comes around the side and opens my door. He opens the glove box and pulls out a white cloth and a bottle of some kind of liquid. He opens the bottle and douses the cloth.

"This is for your own good. Now don't fight it or I will kill you."

And like that he puts the cloth over my mouth and nose. No, no, no. This can't happen! I start to black out.

As I come to, I notice that I'm in a bad place. The walls are black. There's a TV in front of me playing some really raunchy porn and it's loud. I wake a little more. There is something round in my mouth. I can't open my mouth to speak. I am laying down on my stomach. I try to move my arms but they are strapped down to this wooden table. I try to stand up but I'm strapped down at my waist. My legs are strapped to the table too. Fuck I'm strapped down to a fuck table with my ass high in the air, a ball gag in my mouth and I've been stripped naked. 

Then the really bad thoughts start racing through my mind. I'm am in a seriously bad spot here. SLAP! Oh shit! Somebody just slapped my ass. A man walks around me so that I can see him.

He's tall, about 6'4". Muscular build. No shirt on. A leather mask covering his face with a hole cut out for his mouth. He's wearing a pair of leather chaps that allow his dick and ass to show. I can only assume that it's Tom.

"You are my prisoner. You will be my sex slave until I decide to let you go. I will fuck you over and over again. If you struggle it will hurt more. If you relax and let me have my way with you, it will be easier. Nod your fucking head if you understand bitch."

I barely move my head. My mind is fucking racing now. I'm feeling really dizzy. How in the fuck did this happen? I just ran out of gas. What the hell did I do to get into this fucking place?

He walks over to another table and grabs 2 dildos. One what I would call average size, about 8 inches. And one big one that was about 12 inches. He brings them both and a tube of lube over to me.

He's smiling. "I'm going to get you ready for our fuck fest."

He walks around to my backside. He squirts a glob of lube on my asshole. I feel his finger rubbing all over my crack and sphincter. I am totally freaking out at this point. I'm about to get raped by some fucking crazy bastard with a gun. I'm strapped down to a table and can't get away from this.

He continues to rub my ass. He inserts a finger in my hole. Fucking shit it hurts so bad. Tears start to roll down my cheeks. I don't want to cry but I'm so scared.

He squeezes in 2 fingers. He's working them in my ass. He slides in the 3rd one. God it burns so fucking bad. How can this be happening. Oh my god! He is fucking my ass hard now with his hand. All I can hear over the porno is the lathering of the lube in my ass.

"How do like that bitch? You better relax your ass or it's going to keep hurting." I didn't even realize but my ass was as tight as I could make it considering that my legs were strapped wide apart. I decided to release the grip and see if this fucker was right.

The pain is better now but then he stops. Pulls his hand out. Squirts some more lube. 

"You ready slut? You ready for the next step? Yea take it. Take it all." he says as he begins to slide in the smaller of the 2 dildos. 

I can't help but flinch as it enters me. I remember to relax. He continues to slide it in. I feel the fake balls on the base hit my ass. He pulls it out. All the way to the tip of the head. Then wham! He slams the dildo deep into my ass. 

"FUCK!" I try to mumble out of my gag. 

He does it again. The pain is so intense. The tears continue.

He starts to really pump it now. "Take that dick bitch! I can see that I picked the right whore today. You're starting to enjoy this now aren't you?"

WHAT? How the fuck could he suggest that? I am many things right now, but enjoying being raped by a man isn't one of them.

He's pumping the shit out of me now. Laughing as he works my ass. He stops. The dildo plops out of my ass. He squirts some more lube. I know this is not going to be good.

Without hesitation, he slams the 12 inch dildo all the way into me. It takes my breath away. I feel like I'm starting to black out.

"Breathe bitch! Breathe!" he screams at me. He slaps my ass hard to wake me.

I hold off the black out and start to breathe again. He pumps me again. This time, I breathe. 

He giggles " I thought I was going to lose my slut. How do you like this big dick? I bet you're loving it."

He pumps me harder and faster. He's picking up a good rhythm now. Fuck. The pain, the burning.

He fucks me with that dildo for what feels like 30 minutes. 

"Well, I think you're about ready." he says victoriously.

What? There's more? That was just his warm up?

He pulls out the big dildo and drops it to the floor. "Get ready bitch! I'm going to pump your sweet ass full of my cum."

He grabs my hips and thrusts his cock all the way in. He lets out a deep growl. He grabs me tight and starts to pump away. His dick feels about as big as the first dildo. Then I remember back to when he was standing in front of me before this nightmare began. His dick was about 8 inches and fairly fat around. I could feel that now. 

He begins to thrust into me with earnest now. Groaning with each pump. "Yea bitch. That's it. Milk my cock. I'm going to fill that sweet ass. Keep fucking me baby."

Then I realized that this guy was getting ready to blow his load inside of me. Would that be the end of it? Does he have more torture planned for me? I can't let him keep control. I have to get out of this. I begin to think back on some movies I've seen in the past about women getting raped and getting away. What did they do? How did they get away?

Then it dawns on me. No way. There has to be another way! 

No. Really, that is the only way. I have to make him think I enjoy him. That I want him. Cater to his emotions. This man needs a bitch. I'm going to be his bitch.

I start to groan along with him. He notices.

"Oh yea whore. I knew you liked this shit. I knew you wanted my dick when you got into my truck. Take this big cock bitch. Yea. Fuck me baby. Fuck me." he exclaims.

I groan back. He starts fucking the shit out of me. I keep groaning. His dick starts to swell bigger. I know I've got him now. 

"Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Yea bitch take that cum. Take all of that cum. You dirty little whore." he yells out.

He pumps me with what feels like 2 tons of cum. It's warm and god does it fill up my insides. He slaps my ass hard. I motion my head for him to come around to the front of me.

"You got something you want to say bitch? Or do you want to clean off this dick?" he says proudly.

Oh shit! Clean off his dick. NO! NO! don't come over here! No!

He walks around to my face. He takes the ball out of my mouth. I flex my jaw to get the feeling back.

"Open your mouth bitch." he says as he grabs my chin. "If you bite down, I'm going to take my gun and kill you."

He sticks his cock on my lips. I remember my plan. I know I have to take his dick in my mouth. I know if have to clean this fuckers cock. I know I have to appear to enjoy it. Fuck!

I open my mouth and shoves his cock right in. He groans deeply. Like he had been waiting his whole life to do that. He starts to pump my mouth. He grabs the side of my face. I start to groan and moan. He pumps it more. The he pulls out and grabs his balls together. He sticks them in my mouth. He throws his head back. I know I've got him. He pulls his balls out and slams his big cock back in my mouth. I try to pull my head off to sweet talk him some more. He grabs the back of my head. He continues pumping my mouth.

I feel his cock start to swell again. No fucking way! NO! I can't take his cum in my mouth. I will throw up. My plan will be ruined. Shit. I have no choice. I have to take his load and enjoy it.

He pulls my face deep onto his cock. Squirt, squirt, squirt. He pumps my throat with his semen. 

He pulls his dick out and slaps my face with it. "Are you sure you haven't done this before? You're a fucking pro. I've never had a sex slut like you before."

I look up at him and say "I've never done this before but you've made me realize that I really like it. I like being fucked by a man. What does it feel like? Can I fuck you? I'd like to fuck you. Let me up off this table so that I can fuck your sweet ass."

Wow. The look on his face was priceless. "You want to fuck me?" he questions.

"Oh yea. I want to fuck your sweet, tight ass. Come on baby. Let me fuck you." I answer back.

Total confusion is all that was showing on his face. Then it started to shift to excitement. 

"Yea slut. I want you to fuck me. Come on and give me your cock. Fuck my ass with that beautiful cock." he replies.

"Come on baby. Let me up so I can make love to you. I want you to enjoy my dick." I say convincingly.

He pauses, deep in thought now.

"Ok. I'm going to let you up but your hands stayed tied together and I have to tie your feet together." he says.

"Come on baby. I won't run. I just want to fuck you." I retort.

He unties my waist and my thighs. He slides my feet together and ties them. Fuck! Well at least I'm up. Now I've just got to distract this fucker long enough to make it to that gun.

He squirts some lube on my dick and strokes it hard. "Yea look at that cock. It's so beautiful. You're body is beautiful too. I can't believe you're going to fuck me."

He gets me good and hard then bends over the table. "Fuck me slut. Fuck me good."

I step up to him and put my tied up hands on the small of his back. My dick slides between his ass cheeks. I push on his hole. My cock starts to slide in. he moans loudly. I push harder. He pushes back. Jesus, his hole is tight. 

Fuck this guy! He just raped me I start to think. No! I can't. I have to keep up the act.

I continue to slide in. I get in all the way to my hilt. He moans again. "That's it slut. Fuck my ass. Pump that sweet cock in my ass."

"Oh baby! Your ass feels so good. You're so tight. This is amazing." I yell out.

I start to slide in and out. Nice and slow. Against my will. He shifts his ass high up in the air.

"Fuck me baby. Fuck me good." he orders me.

I start to pump him with a good rhythm now. 

Then it happened. I strange feeling came over me. One I've never felt before. I couldn't believe the thoughts that were going through my head. How can this be? I'm straight! I love women! But I just couldn't control my urges. They were just too strong. I gritted my teeth and started fucking this guy hard. This guy that just kidnapped me, tied me up and ass raped me. And I liked it. I really liked it. I was fucking the shit out of him with no regrets. I just let go all of what I knew to be right. I completely gave into the moment.

He looks back at me and says " I knew you would give in. Now fuck me for real bitch."

"You motherfucker. Take this cock you son of a bitch! Take all of this big cock." I scream at him.

The power. The control over another man. It was unreal. This was amazing. I was fucking a man.

I fucked him as hard as I could for about 15 minutes. Pumping him, sweating on him, wishing I could grab his hips and really slam into him.

I felt it coming from down in my toes. My dick started to swell up. I didn't slow down a bit. My cock started pumping and I kept pumping. Deep long hard thrusts into my masters asshole. Pumping him full of my cum. I must have cum for days. Wow! That was amazing.

"Fuck yea bitch. You were amazing. Now get down and clean out my asshole." he ordered me.

I did as I was told. I knelt down, put my mouth over his asshole and stuck my tongue inside of him. I could taste his musty asshole. I could taste my cum. It was warm and salty. Another first for me. It was addicting. I couldn't get enough. I kept licking and sucking. Sucking and licking.

"Good slut. Now stand up." he ordered again.

I did and he buried his tongue deep in my mouth. He kissed me hard. That kind of kiss you gave your girlfriend in high school. Deep and full of passion. Both of us moaning as we're searching each others mouths. He was searching for my cum I was searching for his tongue. I was lost in that kiss. It seemed like it lasted for hours. I needed more though.

We broke our kiss and I blurted out "Fuck me big boy. Fuck me now. Fuck me with your big hard cock. Fuck me like you love me."

He lifts me onto the table then unties my ankles and my hands. He gets up on top of me and spreads my legs. He expertly finds my asshole with his cock. It goes right in. We kiss again. He starts to really fuck me. My hips are thrusting back at him. We're both groaning. His sweat dripping down on me. Our tongues still swirling in each others mouths. He begins to hump me with some speed. This is amazing. I love it. His cock is swelling bigger than before now. He pulls out and squirts all over my cock. Pumping his cum out of his cock. I just sit back and watch.

"Yea baby look at all that cum. All over your beautiful cock. Now what do we do with it?" he asks.

He backs away and lowers his mouth to my cock. Oh shit what a feeling. He masterfully sucks my dick. Every few pumps he backs off and tells me how beautiful my cock is and how he wants to fuck my ass again. He cleans his cum from my cock. Puts my balls in his mouth a cleans them. He licks up the bit of cum that flew onto my stomach. Then he comes up and kisses me again. I get as much of his cum as I can find. He breaks away. 

"Hey. Come back here. I'm not done with you." I beg.

"I'm not done with you either." he responds.

And just like that he puts the white cloth back across my mouth and nose. I pass out again.

(to be continued...)