****** Ride Um Cowboy! by White Shadow ******
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Ride Um Cowboy!


I first saw her walking home from school. God she looked hot, a young woman
with black hair, dark brown eyes, and lips painted red. She walked with such
authority, as if she owned the sidewalk. She was wearing a tight-fitting dress.
I could see her full titties bounce slightly with every step. I just had to see
where she lived, so I quietly watched her from the corner of my eye as I walked
on the other side of the street about half a block away from her. I noted the
address of the house she entered, then walked back to my van.

Time for some surveillance.

For a week I watched her family and kept track of their routine. There were
three in that family, two parents and their teenage daughter Anne. I noticed
the parents went bowling on Tuesday evening and left Anne alone at the house
for about three hours.

The next Tuesday I decided to pay Anne a visit while her parents were out
bowling. I dressed up nicely, wearing a thousand dollar suit. I've found from
past experience the value of misdirection. You really mustn't look like a
rapist and murderer if you want people to treat you right. Clothes really do
make the man.

I watched her parents leave. A few minutes later I saw a teenaged girl walk
down the street and go up to Anne's door. She knocked and Anne let her in. It
looked like I might be entertaining two girls tonight, instead of just one.

I waited a few more minutes and then walked up to Anne's doorstep looking like
a successful businessman whose car had broken down. Anne opened the door to me,
looking a bit nervous.

"Yes?" she asked.

"I'm sorry to bother you, Miss, but my Lexus out front there has broken down
and I need to use your phone. Do you mind?" I asked.

Anne thought momentarily and then opened her door to me. As I walked into her
living room I looked at Anne's friend - a nice looking blonde-haired girl with
sparkling blue eyes.

Anne escorted me into her family's kitchen to use their phone. I noticed one of
those Ginzu knives on the counter. Very convenient. I grabbed it and put it to
Anne's throat. "Scream and I'll cut you an extra mouth," I whispered to her.

Anne started shivering. "Please don't hurt me!" she begged.

I told her, "Do exactly what I say and I won't hurt you. Now get me some rope!"

She got some clothesline and gave it to me. With her in front of me and my
knife to her throat, we walked together into the living room. The other girl
gasped as we entered. I told the girl, "Just relax... Any sudden moves and your
friend here dies. Now let's get acquainted!"

The blonde girl introduced herself as Dorothy. Both young women were wearing
conservative-looking skirts and blouses. I told Dorothy to undress Anne. She
reluctantly unbuttoned Anne's blouse and removed it. Anne was wearing a white
cotton bra. Dorothy removed Anne's shoes next, then unzipped and removed Anne's
skirt and slip, leaving her friend in some pink panties and white bra.

Dorothy reached behind Anne and unclasped her bra. Anne let her bra fall to the
floor. Anne's breasts were not really large but were nevertheless round, high
and prominent. The skin on her breasts was very white and smooth. Anne's
nipples were a dark pink color, almost brown, which created a vivid contrast to
the pale skin of her breasts. Her nipples were rather small in diameter. I
rubbed each of her nipples. They each became erect and jutted out proudly like
a small erect cock.

Finally, it was time for the main event, the unveiling of Anne's cunt! I stood
in front of Anne and had Dorothy stand in back of Anne to slowly pull down
Anne's panties. Anne's face reflected fear and anger while Dorothy slipped her
thumbs under the tops of Anne's panties and started tugging downwards. Soon a
small triangle of lush black pubic hair appeared. After Anne's panties fell to
the floor I commanded her to sit back on the couch so I could get a better look
between her legs. She laid back on the couch and spread her legs for me.

When she spread her legs open I saw her black pubic hair continued down between
her legs, covering her outer lips, which appeared deliciously plump. Her outer
lips started off flesh colored but then got pinker towards the inside. I
ordered Anne to spread her pussy lips apart for me. When she spread herself
open, I saw her little wrinkled inner lips open up, revealing a rosy, juicy
looking interior. I noticed her inner lips were very asymmetrical! Her right
labia was small, her left much bigger and longer. Then I moved my examination
up to her slightly protruding clitoris and noticed her clit also had a definite
tilt to the left.

"Lord have mercy!" I exclaimed, "You have the most lopsided genitals of any
girl I have ever seen!"

"Well," I continued, looking at her tits, "At least your titties are fairly
balanced, although your left tit is a bit larger than your right one..."

"Listen, ass hole..." Anne started, but she was abruptly interrupted when my
fist hit her hard in her stomach. She doubled over gagging and wheezing.

"No, you listen you nasty cunt," I hissed at her, "You see this knife?" I waved
the knife in front of her. "It is a genuine Ginzu knife. You can cut a tin can
with it but you wouldn't want to. But I'd love to open you up like a can of
beans and that is just what I'm gonna do if you give me any more static!"

There were tears in Anne's eyes as I commanded her to strip Dorothy. Dorothy
stood obediently as Anne removed Dorothy's shoes, blouse, skirt, slip, and bra.
Dorothy had small, pointed tits that appeared very firm. I felt them and was
impressed how firm they were. I rubbed her nipples, making the become erect and
a bit wrinkly at the base.

When Anne pulled down Dorothy's panties I saw Dorothy's pubic hair was a bit
darker than the straight blonde hair on her head. It was more of a strawberry
blonde in color and was thick and kinky. I had Dorothy spread herself open for
me. She had small pink lips on her cunt. Her clit was completely hidden, so I
had Dorothy rub herself. After a while, her cunt lips darkened and spread open
like rose petals. Dorothy's little clit started poking out of its pink sheath.
Dorothy's eyes were closed and her breathing was becoming rather heavy.

At this point it looked like Dorothy could use some help so I told Anne,
"Dorothy is ready for you to eat her. Go ahead and eat that cunt of hers. Lick
up her juices!"

Very reluctantly, Anne moved between Dorothy's legs and looked up sadly at her
friend. When Dorothy opened her eyes, they were red from crying. Anne also
started quietly sobbing. It appeared to me that as the host of this party I
needed to find an activity to brighten things up. After thinking for a moment I
came up with an idea... I proposed a dance contest for the two young ladies! A
little music and dancing would liven up the currently somber atmosphere of our
little party.

First things first. I used the rope to tie the hands of each girl securely in
front of her. Then I surveyed the living room briefly to see what we could use
in the contest. I checked the ceiling fan and found it was able to support my
weight. It would definitely support the weight of a girl half my weight. I tied
one end of my silk necktie to the ceiling fan and tied a noose in the other end
of the tie. Then I placed a dining room chair under the noose. Yes, this would
do nicely.

I told the girls, "Let's see which of you is the better dancer. The winner will
get to see the loser do one final dance -- at the end of my necktie! Dorothy,
you first!"

I helped Dorothy climb onto the chair. She was sweating noticeably even though
it was not very warm in the room. I slipped the silk noose over the top of her
head, pausing a minute to feel her soft blonde hair before I lifted it over the
noose and let it fall down her back. I tightened the noose. She appeared to
have about four inches of slack -- enough to allow her some movement for her
dance.

I told Dorothy, "You look uncomfortable, my dear, let me help you cool off.
Raise your arms!" She lifted her arms up. I looked at her armpits. What a
lovely sight to behold! The looked as if she hadn't shaved them in over a week.
She had quarter-inch long light brown hair in her armpits, well lubricated with
her sweat. I sniffed her left armpit. It was heavenly, a rich musky odor. I
licked all the sweat out of it and enjoyed the salty flavor of her sweat. Then
I did the same to her right armpit. I walked around to her back and observed
her back was slick with sweat. I spent a minute or two licking the sweat off of
her back. Dorothy shuddered and didn't seem to appreciate my effort to cool her
down. The ungrateful bitch!

I walked over to the stereo to see what kind of music we could play. There was
some Smashing Pumpkins -- too too wimpy. Let's see, Butthole Surfers -- noooo!!
Nine Inch Nails Downward Spiral -- hmmmm, yes it has a good beat... perfect for
the dance contest!

I told Dorothy, "Now this tune is a bit tricky, it speeds up at the start, but
I'll bet you can handle it. OK let's see your stuff!" I started playing the CD.
The song, Mr. Self Destruct, started. Dorothy danced very well, considering her
circumstances, moving her arms gracefully while rotating her hips suggestively.
She obviously loved to dance and her lithe young body moved well. We heard the
lyrics:

...I am the bullet in the gun            and I control you
I am the truth from which you run        and I control you
I am the silencing machine               and I control you
I am the end of all your dreams          and I control you...

...as Dorothy danced on her chair. A very enjoyable performance. Anne certainly
had her work cut out for her.

I stopped the CD after the first song and let Dorothy down from the chair. "OK,
Anne, your turn. Dorothy was awful good -- the pressure is on!"

I helped Anne up onto the chair and put the noose around her slender neck,
tightening it. She was a bit shorter than Dorothy and only had maybe two inches
of slack. I commanded her "Raise your arms, honey!"

She lifted her arms high above her head to reveal her smoothly shaven armpits.
There wasn't much stubble but she had beads of sweat in her armpits that had
kind of a tangy taste. Anne's face contorted in revulsion as I licked her
armpits. She hissed, "Get away from me you freak!"

Those were not the right words to say to me. Her smooth flat naked belly
offered my fist an irresistible target, her little bellybutton a perfect bulls-
eye. I drew back my fist quickly and then punched her in the stomach with all
my strength. Anne flew backwards right off the chair, sending the chair
tumbling backwards. As the noose tightened around her neck, Anne tried to hold
onto the tie with her hands but she didn't quite have the upper body strength
needed to prevent the tie from choking the hell out of her. She gasped and
coughed, wheezing for air that could barely move into her lungs. The sound she
made was like an "AAACCK! UUUGGLLE" as she tried to suck air in. Her face was
bright red, her lovely brown eyes bulging out of their sockets. Her feet kicked
madly all around, making it a bit difficult for me to position the chair under
her feet again. When her feet finally found the chair, she stood on her naked
pink toes, gulping in air rapidly through her wide open mouth as she loosened
the noose with her bound hands.

"Not fair! Not fair!" I chided Anne, "You must wait for the music to start
before you are allowed to dance. You jumped the gun you sleazy bitch!"

I started the next song, Piggy, and told Anne, "Now you can start!" The crazy
bitch just stood there gasping for air.

She didn't dance. Finally she said, "You can go to hell, I'm not going to dance
for you."

I looked at her in amazement. She had just had a taste of slowly strangling to
death and she wasn't even going to make an effort to save herself from it.
Maybe she was calling my bluff or maybe she was just stupid. Whatever. But now
she was going to die.

The song ended so I stopped the CD and walked over to Anne's chair, grabbing
the back of it with both my hands. I very slowly pulled it backwards. Inch by
inch I pulled it back across the carpeted floor, 1 inch, 2 inches, 3 inches, 4
inches, 5 inches, 6 inches... Now Anne was leaning forward a bit. I pulled it
an inch more, another inch, another inch. Her toes were now on the front of the
chair. She leaned forward, holding the necktie with her hands to keep from
placing weight on her neck. Another inch and she was going to fall. Now it was
time to fire up the next song. I strongly suspected Anne would dance for me
yet.

"No, no... please... don't!!" begged Anne as I walked to the stereo. She might
have detected I was serious about really hanging her.

I started Heresy:

He sewed his eyes shut because he is afraid to see
He tries to tell me what I put inside of me...

...and I pulled on her chair. Another inch and sure enough, Anne's toes fell
forward. She now had nothing to support her. And now Anne danced. She didn't
move her body very well to the beat of the song but she sure moved her feet.
Her hips thrust back and forth suggestively just as if she were fucking. Her
face again turned beet red, her mouth wide open, trying to suck in air that the
noose denied her.

...Your god is dead and no one cares
If there is a hell I'll see you there...

"Move your arms for me, Anne!" I commanded, as I tugged her arms down away from
the necktie. I pulled her arms down but she desperately reached back up in an
effort to take weight off her neck. It was no use -- she was weakening and it
was just a matter of minutes before she would pass out.

"You can't dance for shit! Feel the beat! Feel the beat!" I taunted. Her mouth
was again wide open, her tongue sticking out, with a long strand of white drool
slowly descending from her long purple tongue.

Her face was now turning purple too as Anne lost control of her bladder. A
stream of dark yellow piss shot forward from her cunt, filling the room with
the rancid odor of ammonia. I walked around to the back of Anne, to watch her
lose control of her bowels. What a sight that promised to be! My eyes were just
about level with her butt hole. I watched and listened, focusing attention on
her butthole. I heard some gas escape and smelled her fart. Oooo it was nasty
smelling!! I watched intently to see the poop drop out of her when suddenly I
saw stars and then everything went black.

I awoke stretched out on the couch. One of the first thoughts that occurred to
me as I regained consciousness was that it was an error of judgment to turn my
back on Dorothy. My head hurt like hell. My eyes had trouble focusing, but I
saw Anne hadn't died after all. Apparently Dorothy rescued her. Ah friendship!

I tried to move my arms and legs and found that each of my hands and feet was
bound securely to one of the legs of the couch. I noticed then that I was naked
while both of the girls had dressed. I had been out for a while, and
circumstances had shifted a bit, not to my advantage.

"Listen, girls," I said, "Hope there aren't any hard feelings about what I
did."

Anne smiled a rather evil little smile at me and said, "We're going to have
some fun with you. You slimy bastard... you are going to pay for what you did
to us. And you'll be an old man by the time you get out of jail..."

"Jail?! Ha, you're full of shit!" I interrupted, "There is no evidence I did
anything at all. There isn't a mark on you... not even on your neck. -- that
silk didn't hurt your skin. I didn't rape you. You can't prove I did a damn
thing, it's just my word against the word of a couple juvenile delinquents who
attacked me. I'm the one injured here. I might sue!"

"Nope, you're full of shit, mister," Anne replied, "you raped me. I will have
plenty of proof -- your cum inside of me..."

I was puzzled. "What the fuck are you talking about?"

"I'm going to make you cum in me," Anne grinned.

"Ha!" I sneered at her, "You can't force me to have sex with you. You naïve
little bitch, I'd like to see you try!"

With that she slowly crawled on top of my naked body. I felt her soft skin
against mine. She positioned herself with her head on my chest, her pubic mound
on top of my dick, and her legs rubbing against mine. It felt good.

"Ooo, that's nice!" I taunted, "Keep it up, your body feels good against mine!"

Now Anne started slowly grinding her cunt against my dick. The feeling caused
my dick to stir and fill out a bit.

"I feel something!" Anne announced triumphantly. My dick had straightened out
and was a bit swollen. Anne reached her soft cool hand down to my crotch and
wrapped her hand around my dick. When she squeezed it, my dick throbbed
involuntarily and felt goood. It was getting pretty hard and sticking out
straight, despite my efforts to the contrary.

"Let me see that thing!" squealed Dorothy, as she reached out and grabbed my
hard dick with her right hand.

I breathed a sigh of relief. These girls were much too young to have any idea
how to handle a man's penis. Women much older than the two of them have tried
jerking me off and it usually reminded me of someone trying to start a lawn
mower. With any luck my dick would be soft again momentarily.

To my horror, however, Dorothy started jerking me off expertly with a firm grip
and gentle strokes up and down the shaft of my throbbing dick. "Oh Lordy," I
groaned, "Just how did you learn to jerk a guy off so well?"

"Well..." Dorothy replied, "It all started years ago with my older brother. I
walked in on him once while he was masturbating. He was lying on his back in
bed naked, holding his penis. Let's see... I remember I immediately saw his
penis which seemed huge, the red top of it sticking up way above his hand. That
was the first time I had ever seen a penis, or at least I had never seen one
that big. It looked hard and kind of shiny. His face was flushed and he seemed
very excited. I saw him look up at me standing there watching him so I got
embarrassed and turned to leave. He said, 'Hey wait! Come back here, don't be
afraid! Don't you want to watch?' I knew I should leave but I couldn't. I
walked over to his bed and looked at him as he quickly ran his fist up and down
his penis. He had his whole hand around it as he jerked it. Then he smiled at
me and said, 'Don't you want to touch it? Here, put your hand around it like
mine.' I was fascinated by it -- kind of hypnotized. I knew I shouldn't do it
but it was so hot and amazing, and something in me felt very excited. He took
my hand and put my fingers around his penis. He showed me how to rub it, and in
just a minute he shot long wads of white liquid all over himself, the bed, and
me. After that I jerked him off almost every day."

While Dorothy told her story, she continued to jerk me off. She stroked the
shaft of my penis up and down, occasionally using her pink tongue to delicately
lick the ultrasensitive knob, setting off a tingling sensation. I was sweating
and groaning from the intense sensations.

Meanwhile, Anne was furiously rubbing her crooked clit and I was getting very
close to coming -- I could feel my love juices stirring in my tight balls.

Then Anne said, "Don't make him come yet, I want that big penis of his in me
when he shoots!" Dorothy let go of my hard penis. It stuck straight up in the
air while Anne moved above me, directly above my penis. She pulled her soaked
panties aside and grabbed my penis, gliding it into her hot cunt as she
squatted down. My dick slid deep into the soft, warm, moist clasp of her sweet
cunt. Her pussy was hot, wet, and tight. I was in trouble.

She started riding me fast and hard. On each down-stroke, she came all the way
down my throbbing pole to my balls. Her cunt clasped my penis tightly, and was
sending strong sensations down into my balls and rippling through my body. I
tried very hard to get my mind off what she was doing and away from images of
Dorothy and her brother. I had to keep from climaxing. Unfortunately, at this
point, Dorothy started playing with my balls. Jeezo, the stuff her brother
taught her! She tickled my aching balls with her soft fingers, sending shivers
through me as Anne continued to ride me.

"Oh God! Oh God!" Anne grunted, her voice quivering. Her pussy juice was
soaking the base of my desperate dick.

I had to concentrate to keep from climaxing. Anne started humping faster and
harder, her groans getting very loud. I felt an intense pressure in my dick and
balls. Anne suddenly trembled at the start of her orgasm. I felt her tight cunt
clasping my dick spastically. Just then Dorothy squeezed my balls and I felt my
penis jerking as my dick started involuntarily squirting hot streams of my
thick cum deep inside Anne's pussy.

Anne collapsed on my chest, her cunt still spasming as she panted out "Oh that
was good. Hope you enjoyed it since that is the last pussy you're gonna get for
years."

Dorothy dialed the cops while Anne basked in the afterglow of her orgasm. In no
more than half an hour the police arrived.

The trial did not go well for me. I was convicted of raping Anne! Such
injustice!! Makes you wonder about the legal system.

Oh well, I'll be eligible for parole in seven years. It's not so bad in prison.
Lots of sex there. Well, I had a cellmate who didn't like sex with me but he
met with an accident in the shower. Seems he lost his balance and broke his
neck from a fall. Accidents will happen, ya know.

My cellmate now is a cowboy named Billy Joe. He just loves for me to buck his
bronco. Yeee ha!