Passion in the Old West

OOC: Next morning it is, early, just after sunrise.

IC: I was so busy planning my day, that I ran right into him-a very handsome stranger. As he took off his hat & apologized, I was struck for a moment by his handsome face. Holding out my hand, I introduced myself, "Miranda Travers, yes I am the editor of the town paper. Are you new in town, I know just about everyone & don't recall seeing you." I looked at him, waiting for him to tell me his name.I tried to be the professional newspaper woman, but just the brief touch of our bodies when we bumped into each other had set my body on fire. It had been far too long, if a casual brush with a stranger could bring such a warm sensation to my body, what else could happen? I was a bit shocked at my thoughts, but his eyes looking at me made me feel very much a woman. Deciding that I was an independent woman, I invited him to the closest thing we had to a restaurant for breakfast. He seemed a bit surprised at my invitation, what would he think of a modern woman, after all, it is 1879, not the middle ages.
 
Fabio McCabe

I thought it a bit forward of Mrs. Travers to invite a complete stranger to lunch, but looking into her rich brown eyes, I found myself unable to resist. She took me to a small cafe, and I was soon struck by her charm and intelligence. I found out what I deemed forward behavior was simply the insatiable curiosity of a trained reporter. She could speak knowledgably on a variety of topics, and had both a quick wit and strong opinions.
I don't remember what I ate, but I could tell you with crystal clarity Mrs. Travers' slightest gesture.
Halfway through, the conversation became an interview. She quickly pried my mission out of me, and in return told me of some of the goings-on in town. It was a dangerous time. Too many men with too many guns.
Just the way I liked it.
After we finished breakfast, I escorted her back to her office. Before departing, I had a question for her.
"If I may be so bold as to ask, Mrs. Travers, just what do people do for fun around here?"
 
IC: "The name is Miranda, I was only Mrs. Travers for a year before my husband was killed." This man was a challenge. As we ate breakfast, he told me a bit about himself. He was a study in contrasts, a Texas Ranger who could easily become a gun fighter. A man with some education & civility who had chosen a rough life on the frontier. He walked me back to the newspaper office, asking what people do for fun around here. I told him about the saloons & taverns, poker games in the back of the general store & that there were any number of young ladies in the cribs above the saloons. I also told him that if he was in search of quieter fun, I would be pleased if he would come to supper that night. Not wanting to be thought of as too forward, I told him that I was interested in hearing about his adventures as a Texas Ranger. At some point, I planned on writing a book about my experiences in the West. I told him that I would expect him at 7pm, in my rooms above the office.
 
Fabio McCabe

"I thank you for your invitation,Miranda," I said. "And I graciously accept. I only have one friend in this town, and she's.... occupied."
Miranda graced me with a knowing smile. She knew where I was staying. She probably knew what 'occupied' my friend.
"I'll see you tonight, Miranda," I said, tipping my hat. I walked away, and as soon as I got out of earshot, I started whistling. Supper with a beautiful woman. Supper, and who knew what else.
I laughed at the thought and dismissed it from my mind. Surely a proper lady like Mrs. Miranda Travers would have no place in her life for such foolishness. I could just picture her making sexual overtures toward me.
Still, it was a nice dream.
 
IC: Whatever had possessed me to ask Ranger McCabe to supper? I could tell he was surprised, but a bit intrigued. I guessed he hadn't met too many women like me. I figured that he might be staying at Caitlyn's, but it really wasn't any of my business. I spent the afternoon cleaning my little house, going to the general store & planning the menu. My mother taught me well, at least in the kitchen. Humming to myself, I set the table, checked the pots in the kitchen & decided to get dressed for the evening. I took a bath & washed my hair. I dressed in a green silk dress, my best silk underthings & black ankle boots. I knew I couldn't compete with the young girls at Caitlyn's, but for a widow, I didn't think I looked too bad. Taking one last look in the mirror, I suddenly worried that he might not show up, what kind of a fool was I? To invite a stranger into my home. Too late now to back out now, it was almost 7:00.
 
Fabio McCabe

I made a quick trip out of town, and then I went for another bath and shave. I had a suit packed away for funerals and such, and I put it on. Staring at myself in the mirror, I though I looked half presentable. Checking my watch, I headed to Miranda's house.
Outside in the hall, I heard the unmistakable sounds of passion coming from one of the rooms. I just walked on by.


I arrived at Miranda's and knocked on the door. I smiled and handed her the bouquet of wildflowers I had picked earlier.
"I thought you might like these, Ma'am," I said. She seemed touched as she rushed to put them in water. I watched her as she bustled around the small house. She was a strikingly beautiful woman. I wondered what was wrong with the men in this town, and why there weren't a line of suitors around the block vying for her heart.
 
IC: I couldn't believe I was actually nervous when I heard the knock on the door. It wasn't as if I had never invited a man for supper. I opened the door & Ranger McCabe stood there dressed in a suit & with a bouquet of flowers. I couldn't remember the last time a man brought me flowers. Inviting him in, I put the flowers in a vase & poured him a drink. Watching him from the corner of my eye as I finished preparing supper, I found myself wondering what it would feel like to have those arms wrapped around me & to feel his hands stroking my hair. As I set supper on the table, he seemed surprised to see candles, in addition to the soft light cast by the kerosene lamps. Dinner was simple, pot roast, potatoes & green beans, but he seemed to enjoy it. As we ate supper, he told me about his time spent as a Ranger, the outlaws he had brought in & the gun battles he had fought. He had lived such an exciting life, but I wondered how many women he had known over the years.I told him about my trip out west, my brief marriage & the death of my husband. What I did not tell him was that I had been a virgin when I married & never been with a man other than my late husband. As we finished dessert, homemade apple pie, I felt as though we had known each other for ages. Taking our coffee into the parlor, I wondered what he would say if he knew that I was picturing him naked in my bed, would he be shocked? Sitting on the horsehair sofa, he continued to tell me of his adventures. He seemed surprised that I thought his story would make a wonderful book. Laughing, I told him that all it lacked was some romance.
 
Fabio McCabe

"I've never really had much luck with romance, Miranda," I lamented. "Couldn't settle down. Always had itchy feet. I never really missed it, though. It's hard to mourn something you never had. But as a man gets older, he starts to wonder what it would be like to find that one person."
"You should find her, Ranger McCabe... Fabio," Miranda said. "I'm certain she's out there somewhere. There is nothing more terrible than waking up alone in a cold empty bed."
"Kind words, Miranda," I said. "Words I will take to heart."
I reached out and gave her hand a comforting squeeze.
"Are you lonely, Miranda?"
By the faint lamplight, I could see the tears well up in her eyes.
"Yes I am, Fabio. Yes I am."
 
IC: I couldn't believe how easy Fabio was to talk to. I could feel the loneliness he sometimes felt, as I often felt it myself. As he spoke of finding the right woman, I told him that I knew she was out there somewhere & that there was nothing worse than waking up in a cold, empty bed. He reached out & touched my hand & I could feel the heat radiating from his fingers. He asked if I was lonely, I answered yes as I felt my eyes fill with tears. He softly ran his finger down the side of my face, wiping my tears away. As he leaned toward me, I could see passion in his eyes & I knew he could see it in mine. He kissed me, gently at first, so softly I could barely feel his lips. As his kisses grew deeper, I felt his tongue slip into my mouth. As I wrap my arms around his neck, he puts his hands on my waist to pull me closer. He seems surprised to find that I am not wearing a corset, he is feeling soft skin beneath my dress. I run my fingers through his hair, moaning softly as his kisses become deeper.

OOC: I am off to bed, 5am comes really early for me. I will be back tomorrow afternoon. See you soon.

[Edited by teresafannin on 10-11-2000 at 09:46 PM]
 
Kitty moaned in satisfaction. The girl might be new to all this, but she was taking to it like a fish to water. Charity's tongue kept moving and licking Kitty's pussy and clit, both actions of which were recipricated by Kitty. Soon both of them were moaned and shaking with orgasm, and licking up each other's juices.

Kitty peeked at the Sheriff, who seemed quite satisfied to stay where he was for right now. Easing off of Charity, she lay down besides her and deeply kissed her, tasting her pussy on the girl's lips and mouth. Both of their hands roaming over each other's bodies.

"Want to try something else, Charity?"Kitty said between kisses. "I can make you feel as if you had a giant cock in you with just my hand. Sometimes the other girls and I do it to each other for fun. Do you want it, Charity?"
 
Charity

How in the world...
"I don't know how you can do that with just your hand, Kitty, but I'm willing to give it a try."
With pressure from Kitty's gentle hand, I lay back with my head in the Sheriff's lap. Kitty's fingers and tongue tickled their way down my body until they were teasing my sensitive clit.
She slid one little finger inside my wet hole. I held my breath waiting to see how she would make THAT feel like a giant cock...
 
Fabio McCabe

I took Miranda in my arms and kissed her like I had dreamed of kissing her all night. Her lips were warm and inviting, but her kisses were tentative at first.
"I'm sorry. It's been a while since I...." she tried to apologize.
"It hasn't changed, sweetheart," I softly said. "They've done nothing to improve it in the time you've been away."
Miranda looked pensive for a moment. Then, having reached a decision, she smiled and pressed herself against me. "I want you tonight, Fabio. I want you in every way."
As I looked into her shining face, I knew Miranda would never have been as open and vulnerable with a man she knew. She needed a stranger to come into her life and drag her out of her period of mourning and into a healthy, loving world filled with promise and possibility.
She gasped when I lifted her off the couch and cradled her in my arms.
"Is there a bed around here somewhere?" I asked as I carried her off.
 
Sheriff Smith

Charity told Miss Kitty, she would give it a try. Charity leaned her head back into my lap, as Miss Kitty began to kiss and lick her way Charity's body. Miss Kitty lapped at Charity's clit and began inserting her finger into Charity's pussy. I had never heard of girls doing this to one another. My cock began to swell in anticipation of what was to happen. I looked down at Miss Kitty, as she placed a second finger inside. All the while, she was still licking and sucking on Charity's clit.
 
IC: As Fabio continued to kiss me, I felt the last of my hesitation leave. I knew the time was right, I knew that I needed this man to bring me back to life. I gasped as he picked me up & asked where the bed was. He carried me into the bedroom & set me down on my feet. As we continued to kiss, we undressed each other, running our hands down each other's bodies. I felt his strong fingers stroking my breasts, my nipples hardening under his caresses. I slid my hand to his erect cock, feeling it grow harder under my fingers. He lifted me onto the bed, covering my face with kisses as he continued to stroke my body. I pulled him to me, holding him tightly as our kisses grew deeper & more passionate. His hand slipped down to my pussy, my juices coating his fingers as he slipped them inside me. I moaned as his index finger found my clit. I continued to stroke his cock, gripping it tighter as it throbbed in my hand. I wanted, no, I needed all of him. I raised myself up & asked him to roll over on his back. I couldn't believe I was going to do this, but I had to know what it felt like. I raised myself over him & slowly lowered myself onto his hard cock. I felt it slide into my tight pussy. As our hips met, he moaned as I begin to ride him, grinding my clit against him. His hands clasped my ass, pulling me closer to him, I moaned as I felt him deep inside my pussy, my juices dripping down my legs. I knew I couldn't hold back, I was going to climax as I never had before. Crying out his name as I felt the first surge of orgasm, I shuddered as the waves rushed over me, seeming to last forever.
 
Fabio McCabe

I was a bit apprehensive about being the first man Miranda made love to after the death of her husband, but her tender loving touch quickly put me at easy. When we reached the bedroom, we undressed each other, and I was both shocked and a little pleased to discover that under her conservative dress, Miranda wore a very sexy peignoir that could only have come from back east. We spent some time just exploring the other's body, and when I touched her down there, I couldn't believe how wet she was. I was about to enter her when she made a request. I let her take control, and I enjoyed the way her body worked with mine. Our orgasms came together, and she collapsed in my arms.
"Thank you, Fabio," she whispered. "You don't know how many nights I dreamed of a man like you."
"You are a wonderful woman, Miranda," I said. "A wonderful woman, and a wonderful lover."
"You're still .... ready," she observed, stroking my still-hard cock."
"Yes, I am," I agreed. This time, she let me take control, and the second time was as wonderful as the first.



Miranda was still sleeping when I awoke. It was still dark out, and I tried to slip out without disturbing her. I had my pants on and was just stepping into my boots when I heard her say, "You're leaving?"
I went over and kissed her lightly on the forehead. "It's almost dawn, darling. I wanted to sneak out before anyone saw me."
"Are you concerned about my reputation, Ranger McCabe?" she asked sweetly. "Well, I'm not. Come back to bed."
 
IC: I fell asleep with Fabio's arms around me. It was so lovely, I hadn't slept so well in ages. Sometime in the middle of the night, I felt him get up & start to dress. I asked if he was concerned about my reputation & assured him that I wasn't. I smiled & invited him back to bed. He smiled back & slipped his pants off. As he came to lie down beside me, I raised myself up against the pillows & told me that I felt we should talk. "I don't want you to worry about my reputation, I am a big girl & I can take care of myself. This has been a lovely evening & if there are to be more of them, I won't complain. Let's just take this a step at a time & see where it all ends up." He smiled & took me in his arms, kissing me as we cuddled under the quilts. "The least I can do for you is fix you breakfast in the morning."
 
Fabio McCabe

While I was still concerned with Miranda's reputation, I decided that anything that felt this good couldn't possible be wrong. In the morning, we got dressed and ate breakfast. We didn't talk much. We were both lost in our thoughts, trying to figure out the implications of our magic night. After we ate, Miranda walked me to the door. Once outside, I asked her, "Any regrets, sweetheart?"
She smiled and kissed me full on the lips, right in front of a dozen townspeople. "Not a one."
 
After breakfast, I walked Fabio to the door & kissed him good bye. Several of the townspeople were walking by. I assured him that I had no regrets & sent him on his way with an invitation for supper the next time he was in town. Smiling at the townspeople, I went inside the office to begin my day. I knew that the handsome Texas Ranger & I would be the talk of the town, at least for a few days.
 
The sight of Temerity sitting on Jake’s waist was intoxicating. Her long brown hair curling across her face and cascading down her collar barely covering her now exposed breasts. Jake was getting hard now, (what man wouldn’t?) he knew she would be able to feel him through his trousers. Jake placed his strong hands on Temerity’s waist, holding her hips as tightly as he held his pistols. Sliding both hands up her body at the same time he reached her ribs, small, delicate, expanding as Temerity started to lose herself to passion. He reached her chest and cupped both of her breasts in his hands. The contrast on her light skin and his well-tanned hands stood out and appealed to him.

Jake lifted Temerity off of him and set her on the floor beside the bed. Still keeping his hands on her waist he stood up beside her. Temerity realized exactly how tall he was. He stood in a fluid motion, like a big cat that takes long strides when it walks. Temerity started by looking at his hair, then his eyes, neck, chest until he had finally finished his stand. So close to her she could feel the heat coming of his chest. Jake took a step forward and Temerity a step back.

“You moved away from me Darlin’, why?” Jake took another step toward Temerity, his hands still on her waist. Temerity looked to the side for an exit but offered no real resistance as Jake kept narrowing the gap between them. Finally Temerity found herself against the wall of the bedroom Jakes chest once again so close she could feel him. Jake released her waist and trailed his fingers over her skin up to the sides of her neck where he held her firmly, raised her face and kissed her. Temerity closed her eyes and melted. Jake pulled her head to his nipple with his left hand on the back of her head. Temerity readily took it into her mouth. Jake slid his hand down her chest to her hip and then to the inside of her thigh. He could feel the heat and the dampness between her legs through the fabric that had worn so thin from riding her horse in an “un-ladylike fashion”.

“These have to go.” Jake whispered to Temerity as she hungrily sucked at his chest. He tightened his hand into a fist at the crotch of her trousers and in a quick motion tore them loose from her thighs. Leaving them only attached from the knees down and a small band around her waist. Temerity took a deep breath and stopped sucking, either through surprise or fear, Jake pulled her head back to his chest. Temerity moved to his other nipple and Jake released her head, hooked his hands in what was left of the waistband of her torn pants and ripped the fabric with the sound of a stretch and then a snap. Maybe it was because he didn’t strain when he did it but for whatever reason Temerity was aware of how strong he was. She placed her hands on his arms, rubbed her cheek against his muscled chest and pressed against his leg.

Jake reached down again, pushing her hips away from his leg rubbing across the soft mound in her panties. Jake hooked a finder through the leg hole at the top of her thigh and slowly slid it downward. He ran it lightly over her the soft hair that concealed her pussy. His finger grazed along her damp lips, full and opening to his touch. Temerity pressed against him, trying to grind his hand into her. “Not yet Darlin’,” Jake kissed her again, this time hard and firm.
 
Charity

The Sheriff stroked my breasts while I sucked on his fingers. Kitty, meantime, was doing something magical. Her tongue on my clit made me wet enough that when she slipped her third finger inside me, there was no resistance.
I moaned with the pleasure, nearing my climax.

OCC: wetniece, you're going to have to take this one, sweetheart, and give me something more to follow. This one's new to me -- shock, shock!! ;)
 
Kitty licked and teased Charity's swollen clit as two fingers moved inside of her. With a glance at Charity deep kissing the Sheriff, she eased a third finger in, being careful to go gently and slowly. Her teeth lightly nippled Charity's clit, causing her to open her legs further and moan. With that a fourth finger disappered into Charity's greedy hole.

"Like that, Charity?"she sighed against her fragrant cunt.

"Oh, yes,"Charity sighed, as Kitty's fingers worked and the Sheriff's hands squeezed her breasts.

"Suck the good Sheriff's cock, Charity,"Kitty ordered, folding her thumb against her palm. She watched Charity begin to do as asked and the Sheriff's appreciative look.
With a final thrust, she pushed her entire fist into Charity's hole.

(OOC: Glad to introduce you...LOL)
 
Charity

"Like that, Charity?"she sighed against my cunt.
"Oh, god!!!" All I could do was moan. The sensations were amazing. First, just having Kitty's expert mouth and tongue on my clit was making me convulse. But suddenly, I felt so full, like a huge cock was buried inside me. As the Sheriff rolled onto his side so I could take his cock in my mouth, I looked down and saw Kitty's arm pumping between my legs. Oh, good lord, her whole fist was inside me. The clanging sensations rocked me when she put her tongue to my clit and I exploded in orgasm. I screamed with it. When my mouth was opened wide, the Sheriff took advantage and stuffed his cock in to the hilt.
My orgasm never stopped. I thought I might pass out, but I just kept cumming. "Oh, Kitty, fuck me hard!" I moaned when the Sheriff pulled out to better adjust himself over me. Soon, he too was thrusting faster, threatening to spill his one remaining "bullet."
"Cum in her mouth," Kitty directed. The Sheriff obeyed and I felt his seed spill over my tongue and down my throat.
 
Charity was riding Kitty's fist like a natural. Kitty's fingers moved downwards to her own clit. This was one of her favorite activities in the house: both receiving and giving. It always made her hot either way.

As she watched the sheriff explode in Charity's recently virgin mouth, she thrust a few times more and slowly withdrew her fist from Charity's grasping pussy.

"Now,"Kitty demanded, crawling over to sit on Charity's face,"Lick my pussy, please, and if you want you can try me. Or,"she added with a kiss to the sheriff,"The sheriff here can."
 
Charity

Still reeling from my mind-numbing orgasm, I simply laid my head back and found myself looking up into Kitty's wet snatch. I stuck out my tongue and bore straight into her wet hole. Her clit stuck out from under its hood begging to be sucked. I grabbed it with my teeth and tickled it with my tongue. I probed her wet pussy with two fingers and flicked at her clit with my tongue until she was screaming in orgasm.
I wanted to try this new trick she had showed me, but I was so exhausted and I wanted the Sheriff to enjoy us both, so I offered it to him. He readily accepted. While he started working his fingers into Kitty's excited pussy, rubbing her clit with his other hand, I lay next to her and kissed her nose.
"That was really amazing," I said breathlessly. "I hope that later, when all the customers have gone home, we can try that one again?"
We giggled together, then started kissing. We were a little distracting to the Sheriff, but I shooed him back to his post at Kitty's clit. His hand was much bigger than mine, but he had about got it worked into her hole...
 
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