Passion in the Old West

[Countess DeWinter]

I weighed his offer. I knew what he said was true. No one could protect me forever, only me. He was offering me a chance to learn how. I closed my eyes for just a second and, when I opened them, I could feel that the innocent part of my heart had just curled up and died.
"Yes, Mr. McCabe," I whispered. "I want you to make love to me."
His response was to put his hand along my jaw, tilting my face up to meet his. His lips were strong and soft when they met mine. He was so gentle, just barely touching me, giving me a chance to change my mind. I didn't. He put his arms around me and drew me close to his hard body. I could feel his belt buckle pressing into my belly as the kiss deepened.
I was shocked at first when his tongue pressed between my lips and tried to push it out with mine. THAT made the strangest sensations erupt in my belly. I brough my hands up to touch his chest, but not to push him away. I just wanted to touch him.

 

[R Nitelight]

Fabio McCabe

She didn't know a lot about kissing, but she was a fast study. Her eyes flashed when I slipped my tongue into her mouth, but soon she picked up the technique, and then she returned my kisses with a fire that surprised and thrilled me.
One thing bothered me, though, as I tasted the thick oily lipstick that she wore.
"Why don't you wash off that makeup," I suggested. "You're a beautiful woman. Don't hide under all that paint."
She walked over to the washbasin, and while she scrubbed her face, I started to quickly remove my clothes. When she returned, I was down to my shorts. She gasped at the sight of my muscular, hairy body, then started to laugh hysterically. I joined in, and she rushed to my arms.

 

[Countess DeWinter]

When I turned around from washing my face -- I was sooo thankful to get all of that paint off my face -- he was standing there in his shorts. My first reaction was just to laugh. After all, he was the only man I'd ever seen in that state of undress. I thought he might get mad, but he just started laughing too. I went into his arms again. I really like this kissing and wanted some more.
His lips were like wine, drugging me. I wanted more. Knowing that there was no one who would object to what I was about to do -- no husband, no parents, not even a distant relative -- made it easier to set aside any guilt pangs and just enjoy what he had to offer. My lips found his again and I ran my hands through the hair on his chest. I really didn't know what to do, but I did know that I wanted to feel this man. Every touch of his hands was like electricity.

I felt a cool breeze and realized that his hands had unfastened my dress in the back and it was drooping open. There was no turning back now. I stepped away and let my dress fall to the floor, kicking it aside. I just stood there in my shift and stockings, waiting for him to show me what was next.

 

[R Nitelight]

Fabio McCabe

Much better, I thought when she returned to me. She was a natural beauty with milky white skin, blue eyes, and plump, kissable lips. She climbed on top of me and we kissed some more. While we were making out I started fumbling with the buttons on her dress, and before she knew what I was doing, I had it half off. When she became aware of what I was doing, she stood up and completely removed her dress. She stood there in only her undergarments.
"Charity, you are a vision, my sweet," I said. She blushed, but I could tell my words pleased her. I reached out and placed my hand on her left breast. I could feel her hard nipple poking through the thin material. I sighed as I slipped the straps off her shoulder and watched the shift slide down her lush body until Charity was revealed to me in all her glory.
I took her hand and kissed it. I then took each of her fingers and slipped them into my mouth one at a time, licking and sucking on them, giving her pleasure while moistening her digits. Then, I took her hand and placed it under my shorts.
"This is my cock," I said. "Touch it. Don't be afraid."

 

[Countess DeWinter]

If I live to be a hundred years old, I will never forget the first time my hand touched a man's cock. Even thinking the word paints my cheeks bright pink. I didn't know what to expect, but surely it couldn't be that big? How was I supposed to...well, I wasn't sure exactly what I was supposed to do with it. Caitlin had told me some, and Kitty had elaborated, but...my God, I doubted it wouldn't even fit in my mouth. I tried to do what he wanted, but I'm sure he could tell that I was a little afraid of it. Of him.
Finally, I just closed my eyes and let my hand explore him. It was hard to do through his shorts, so he took them off. God! He was so handsome. It seemed that every part of his body was perfectly chisled. I gradually began to loose my fear and became bolder. I gripped his cock with my whole hand, and when he showed me how, I began to stroke it up and down. A little drop of fluid seeped from the tip and I looked at him, the question in my eyes.
"That's alright, honey," he said gently. "Why don't you kiss it?"
This was something Caitlin and Kitty had both told me about, so I dropped to my knees and lightly touched the tip of his cock with my tongue. It tasted a little salty, but the sensation was of satin on steel. Instinct is a wonderful thing and I just let it take over.
I closed my eyes and started licking and sucking on his cock. It seemed to get even harder when I opened my mouth wide and wrapped my tongue on the head of his cock as it slipped into my mouth. His moaning and words of encouragement made me feel like finally I was doing something right.
The feelings I was getting were even more fantastic. When I'd stood before him, naked, and he'd devoured me with his eyes, I felt sparks shooting all over my body. My nipples got so hard and I could feel a curious wetness between my legs. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad after all.

 

[mr spikey]

Sheriff Smith

As the stage pulled into town, I noticed that there were a lot of newcomers. Things were quiet, but that could change in a hurry. Kitty Reed came up to me and slyly said ' hello Sheriff Smith.' As her ample cleavage caught my eye, a stranger rode passed, tall guy, with a colt peacemaker clearly in view on his hip. He nodded towards Miss Kitty, but looked away as I tried to make out his face. He clearly thought little of me. I thought, at least he is headed out of town.
I turned my attention back to Miss Kitty. She had plenty of curves to keep my attention. I said ' Hello, Miss Kitty. How may I be of service to you?' She had flirted witn me before. She was one of Caitlin's girls.
Miss Temerity has asked me to look into the loss of some of her cattle. The cattle were long gone by now, taken to be slaughtered. Finding rustlers out here would be tough. But, I still had to try. I looked Miss Kitty up and down. I decided that another hour or two wouldn't matter.

OOC: Oops, a lot of information to keep track of, sorry

[Edited by mr spikey on 10-07-2000 at 12:02 PM]

 

[Silverlily]

OCC: Caitlin runs the tavern. Temerity has the cattle ranch. Sorry, I would have e-mailed you, but it's not listed.

 

[R Nitelight]

Fabio McCabe

OOC: Weren't there about twenty other people on this thread? Oh, well, the hell with them. LOL.


IC:
Charity's mouth was inexperienced, but her instincts were good. I didn't have to say a word to coach her as she delivered her first blowjob. I simply closed my eyes and enjoyed the experience. She gagged a little at first, as she took more of my cock than she could handle, but she quickly learned her limits, and was soon taking me deeper and deeper into her golden throat. She sucked me for five minutes before I stopped her. I was very close to my climax, and I had another destination in mind for that.
She seemed disappointed when I stopped her, but she got over that as soon as I placed my hand on her pussy.
"Feel how wet you are," I said, taking her hand and placing it down there.
"Do you ever touch yourself there?" I asked.
"No!" she said hastily, shocked at the suggestion.
"You should," I suggested with a smile. "In fact, why don't you try it now?"
I settled back to watch what she would do.

 

[Silverlily]

OCC: We're still here, just having a good time watching!
Please, please, carry on!

 

[Countess DeWinter]

keep watching, you WILL enjoy yourselves

"I don't know if I can do this," I said, a tremor in my voice.
Mr. McCabe handed me a glass of whiskey from the bottle he'd brought upstairs with us. The liquid burned like fire down my throat and settled into a slow burn in my stomach. I coughed a little.
"Sure you can, honey. Just do what feels good. Close your eyes if that makes you more comfortabe."
He led me over to the bed and I leaned back until my head touched the pillow. At first, I nervously touched my breasts, then realizing how good that felt. The whiskey went straight to my brain, due to my empty stomach, and took the edge off my fear. It was managable now. I gently ran my hands over my breasts again, this time concentrating on my nipples. They were hard little buttons pointing straight at the ceiling. I squeezed each one and gasped at the wonderful sensation that seemed to shoot straight from my nipples to that spot between my legs that had been so wet. I let one hand slip down to that spot. I was so wet! I didn't know how or why that happened, though I suspected the why was due to Mr. McCabe's attention. I let my fingers slide into the soft blonde hair that grew there, running over my cleft and sliding between the lips.
I touched a hard little button that I hadn't known existed before this very moment, but touching it made me feel like I'd never felt before. I felt a tight spring begin to uncoil somewhere in my middle and some base instinct told me to keep touching right there.
I slipped my fingers down further to the source of my wetness and brought some of it up to my...did Kitty call it my clit? I think so...my clit and began rubbing in small little circles. It felt so good, I forgot Mr. McCabe was even in the room. I couldn't hear the little moans that were escaping my lips or feel my head thrashing on the pillow. All I knew was this little nub of pleasure.
Suddenly, something burst inside me and waves of ecstacy washed over my body and I cried out. My right hand was squeezing my breast and my left hand was clamped between my thighs. When I could finally open my eyes, it was to see the smiling face of Mr. McCabe looking down at me. I reached out for him...

 

[R Nitelight]

Fabio McCabe

"That was beautiful, sweetheart," I said, kissing her deeply. "You don't know how turned on I got watching you touch yourself."
I kissed her again, and then I started to work my way down her spectacular body. I kissed her cheek, her ear, her neck, and still worked my way down. I kissed her nipples, first one and then the other. I took turns, kissing, sucking, lightly nipping, until Charity started to writh beneath me. I planted butterfly kisses down her belly and then tongued her naval. I placed my mouth directly over her sweet pussy before bypassing it and running my tongue down her long legs. She couldn't hide her disappointment at my neglect of her precious honeypot, but what I was doing brought her so much pleasure she didn't have a chance to complain. I reached her feet, kissing them and sucking on her toes.
"You have an amazing body, Charity," I said.
"Aren't you going to..." she struggled to ask.
"Going to what?" I teased.
"Kiss me there," she said.
"Where?" I asked, struggling to keep a straight face.
"MY PUSSY!' she shouted, pulling the word from a conversation she had had with her new friend Kitty.
"Now, why didn't you just ask me?" I said. Charity let out a cry of mock rage as she pushed me on my back and positioned herself directly over my face.
'What did Kitty call it again?' she wondered.
Oh, yes.
"Eat my pussy," she demanded.
I instantly obeyed.

 

[Thor's Hammer]

Beauregard Thor

With the rising sun at his back, trusty steed Styx sniffing the morning air, Beau heads for the prarie, and his destiny.

 

[Countess DeWinter]

you do remember I'm still a virgin, right?

Where is my shame??? Who cares about shame when you have a tongue dancing around your pussy? He slid his tongue up and down my slit, flicking my clit with each stroke. My legs started to tremble and I feared I would fall, so I slid down Mr. McCabe's chest and lay down on the bed. He quickly rolled over and licked his way down my body once again, this time stopping to tongue my pussy.
His talented tongue -- of course, I have no basis for comparison -- works its magic and soon I can feel another climax building. But before it breaks, he stops, and kisses my bellybutton, then my breasts, then my neck. He braces his arms on either side of me and I can feel his cock pressing into my wetness.
I want this so bad! I want to feel him filling me up. I'm still a little afraid of the pain Caitlin and Kitty warned me about. I'm scared, but I want him.
"Spread your legs a little wider, sweetheart..."

 

[R Nitelight]

Fabio McCabe

"Please don't hurt me, Mister McCabe," she begged as I directed my steel hard erection to her tender opening. Mister McCabe. You'd think she'd call me Fabio, after all that we've been through. Still, it was kind of touching.
"It's going to hurt a little, sweetheart," I warned her. "There's not a lot I can do about that. But the pain goes away quickly, and pretty soon you'll feel nothing but pleasure. Are you ready?"
She nodded, and I took a deep breath and pressed the head of my cock against her pussy lips. I slowly pushed it in, stopping frequently to allow her time to get used to having me inside her. When I reached her maidenhead, I gave a deep thrust. There was resistance, resistance, and then I was through.
"You're a woman now, sweetheart," I whispered. "That wasn't too bad, was it?"
"No, it wasn't," she agreed. "But was that it? Are you finished?"
I laughed. "I haven't even started.

 

[Countess DeWinter]

Perhaps now I can call you Fabio

"Are you finished?
His amused chuckle, followed by "I haven't even started."
The pain was a shock. I had thought it would hurt more than that, but it was sharp enough to wring a couple of tears from my eyes. Mr. McCabe -- maybe now I could call him Fabio, what's proper really doesn't apply anymore -- Fabio waited a minute to allow me to adjust to the pain and the intrusion of his cock inside me. As the pain subsided, the pleasure of being filled with a big hard cock began to take over. I didn't know what to do, but Fabio began to glide gently in and out. A low groan of pleasure replaced my tears. With a mind of their own, my hips started bucking up to meet each of his thrusts. I parted my legs further and drew up my knees and felt him filling me deeper and deeper.

 

[R Nitelight]

Fabio McCabe

Charity was stiff and unresponsive when I started to make love to her, but after a few minutes I could feel her start to relax and give in to the pleasure. I set up a slow steady rhythm with five shallow strokes followed by one deep one. Then, four shallow and two deep, three and three, two and four, one and five. Then, I just buried myself as deeply into her tight pussy as I could. Charity was making little animal noises and raking my back with her nails as her body was flooded with new sensations.
I fought back my orgasm for as long as I could, but the combination of her fresh young body and my desperate need combined to foil me. A little more than ten minutes later -- not wanting to get her pregnant -- I pulled out and fired a hot, sticky load onto the sheets..
Gasping for breath, I rolled off her. When I looked at her, I was alarmed to see tears in her deep blue eyes.

 

[Countess DeWinter]

"Are you all right, honey?" Fabio asked me, his voice soft and gentle.
I tried to find the words to tell him how much I enjoyed this, how much it meant to me, but tears choked the words in my throat. My tears were also for the young innocent girl who had walked into this room just a short while ago, but would never walk out.
Since I couldn't tell him with words, I just rolled onto my side next to him and laid my head on his shoulder. His arm went around me and he held me to him while I shed my tears. When I finally calmed down, he got up and went to the wash basin. He wetted the towel and, kneeling between my legs wiped the virgin's blood from my thighs. His gentleness surprised me and I smiled up at him. When he finished, and had hung the towel on the wash stand, he came back and sat on the edge of the bed.
"Thank you, Fabio." I said softly, kneeling behind him on the bed and wrapping my arms around him. I kissed the spot just below his ear then licked at his ear lobe. "It was better than I'd dreamed, but..." I was hesitant to ask this..."Do you think we could do this again, soon?"

 

[R Nitelight]

Fabio McCabe

I smiled.
"I suppose I could be persuaded," I said, "But why don't we just rest for a little while?"
We returned to bed and settled into a comfortable spoon position. Charity was asleep before her head hit the pillow.
"The spirit is willing, but the flesh is weak," I said softly.
Completely drained, I closed my eyes, and we slept that way until morning.

 

[Silverlily]

Temerity was surprised when he suggested they talk else were. It had been a while since anyone gave a damn about her reputation. Not the she had done anything to deserve one, but folks had funny ideas about women who took care of themselves. She invited him to the ranch were they could discuss business over supper. Walking out of the saloon, it occurred to her, she didn't even know his name. What in heaven had come over her? Inviting strange men home was not the norm for her. Looking at him, though, something told her this wasn't a mistake. "So I don't look foolish when we reach the ranch, what are you called by?" she asked.

"I go by Jake, ma'am," he said, tipping his hat, "just Jake."

As the two rode out of town, Merry noticed Jake's expression change at the sight of the sheriff. Wondering if he had some reason to be wary of the law, she chalked it up to being new in town. Some places weren't friendly to strangers. They rode on in silence, each wrapped in their own thoughts. Out of the corner of her eye, she got a good look at hid profile, strong jaw line, nice angled features, a good looking man overall. There was even a curl of hair lying against his neck begging to be played with. Merry found herself praying he took the job for more reasons than business.

Even as he rode, Jake's hand never strayed too far from his Colt. Everything about the man said gunfighter, and a good one at that. Merry hoped she was right. She couldn't afford to lose any more cattle and right now, Jake was looking like her best prospect.

 

[KillerMuffin]

Muffin

Having no real idea what time of day it is in town, I watch one of the men that had ridden into town recently ride out of it, onto the prairie towards his destiny. He rode well, to the benefit of the mount. Keenly, I appraised the disappearing horse, smooth gait, clean strides, well mannered. There was a man who knew how to take care of his horse.

Speaking of horses. Time to take care of my pride and joy. I went through the barn, past my small house, to the other barn, my private one. I got to work caring for the two studs and handful of mares I bred.

OOC: One way for there to be time constraint would to simply follow the time at the server. EEO ya know? Whatever time it is at the server when you post it what time it is in the thread. Keeps it more static, but then, that screws up posting.

The best bet however, would simply be for everyone to conscientiously read prior posts by the others and work theirs in to fit with everyone elses. If something is going to happen earlier, or later than the general time on the thread, post an OOC noting the time shift. Neh?

[Edited by KillerMuffin on 10-07-2000 at 04:27 PM]

 

[Silverlily]

OCC: Ok, KM's right, we need to figure out a way to track time and take into consideration everyone's schedule. I'm looking for suggestions, and rather than muck up the story with more OCC's, email me please. Thanks.

 

[R Nitelight]

Fabio McCabe

Charity opened her eyes, grinned and lightly brushed her lips against mine.
"Morning," she said.
"Morning? It's practically afternoon, young lady!" I joked. "I've been up for hours."
"You should have woke me," she said. "I could have kept you company. I could have....entertained you."
She ran her fingers through my hairy chest, giving me a clear picture of her idea of entertainment.
"I liked watching you. You looked so beautiful. So peaceful."
She took my hand and entwined her fingers with mine. "Would it be a mistake for me to fall in love with you, Fabio?" she asked.
"I'm not sure," I said. "I must admit I've been asking myself the same question all night."

 

[Countess DeWinter]

"I've been asking myself the same question all night."
Fabio's expression was one I'll always cherish. I imagine that's what makes him a great Texas Ranger. He's a good guy who wants to rescue the damsel in distress. And he did. He saved me last night from those crude men downstairs who would not have been gentle at all.

I wrapped my arms around him where he sat on the side of the bed. I pressed my bare breasts against his back and kissed his neck. "I hope when you've found whoever it is you're looking for," I whispered in his ear, "you'll come back here and rescue me again?"

He turned around and gathered me in his arms, pressing me back down on the bed. I felt the hair on his chest tickling my nipples, exciting me. "First, let's worry about getting out of this room."

 

[R Nitelight]

Fabio McCabe

We started to make love again in the traditional manner when I stopped and asked, "Would you like to try something new?"
"I'm learning to like new things," she giggled.
"Oh, I think you'll learn to like this too," I said. "What we did last night is called the missionary position. This is called the cowgirl."
I showed her how to position herself. My cock was conveniently sticking up like a fence post, making it easy for Charity to impale herself on it.
"You see, this way puts you in control. You decide how fast you want it, and how deep."
She eagerly took the reins, and started to bounce up and down on my stiff pole. I settled back and enjoyed the ride.

 

[teresafannin]

IC:It was nearly sunup when Miranda finished putting the paper together. You wouldn't think there would be much news in a small town like this, but as more people came out West, there were more marriages & births, gunfights & deaths. People want to know what is going on & Miranda's job was to make sure they knew. The ad for Merry was running, Miranda hoped it would help. She liked Merry & thought it might be nice to have a friend to talk to. It got kind of lonely living above the offices. After a long bath & a quick breakfast, Miranda felt restless, so she dressed in jeans, boots & a long duster for a morning ride. Tucking her hair up inside her hat, she locked the office & headed over to the livery stable.The guy who worked for Muffin were nowhere in sight,Probably drunk somewhere, so Miranda saddled her horse, slipped her gun into the holster & left the stable. She had left a note for Merry that she was heading out for a few hours. Not knowing where she wanted to go, but feeling caged up inside the town, Miranda headed for the open prairie. She had been feeling so restless the past few days, watching the comings & goings from her office, she had noticed some very interesting strangers riding into town. One man, very tall, very handsome, riding a black horse had caught her eye. She had seen him around town, as a newspaperwoman, her quick eyes didn't miss much. He had barely glanced into the window of her office, but thoughts of his eyes had stayed with her,disturbing her dreams, the short time she slept. It was a beautiful morning, the sunrise magnificent as she headed out to the prairie, perhaps to meet her destiny?

OOC:I have to work some crazy hours this week, but will check in tonight around 10:30CST. After that, I will be online in the late afternoons & evenings.

[Edited by teresafannin on 10-08-2000 at 09:16 PM]