Revenge (CLOSED)

Colt guided her hand to his cock and told her to not be shy. Erin felt herself blush. Slowly she wrapped her small hand around him, and he began rocking his hips back and forth. Erin understood the concept and began to move her hand up and down his steely-velvet length.

She moaned softly as he took her earlobe into his mouth and nibbled gently. Pleasure coursed through her body and she felt her nipples harden even more.

"Mmm, Colt" she whimpered softly, her hand trembling around his cock.
 
Colt felt her trembling, her fingers slipped around his cock and found a rhythm all her own. She explored him, her every touch seeming a discovery that Colt had not felt in a long time. Usually women knew just what they wanted, just what to do and went for it. Erin touched and discovered him as if he were her first, scared and eager with every embrace.

Her nipples pressed against his chest, hard pebbles that felt rough against his skin. He leaned away from her, just enough to play with them. Cold had always found himself to be a breast man. Large or small, perk or flat, dark nipples or bright pink, they all seemed to fascinate him.

His hands were rough on her smooth skin. He hoped she didn't mind, sliding across her breasts, cupping them and kneading in his large hands. He pinched her nipples, his thumb rolling over the hardened buds, flicking and teasing them.

He began thrusting against her hand. A slow and steady movement that Colt enjoyed far too much. Her grip was perfect, not too tight or too loose, just enough to let him feel her delicate touch.
 
Erin whimpered softly as Colt began to tease and pull on her breasts and nipples. His skin was rough and calloused- that of a working man, and it made Erin's body quiver in pleasure.

His hips thrust in and out of her hand, his cock sliding easily there, the surrounding water acting as lubrication.

Erin felt a tightening in her lower belly, a pool of fire churning as if it were about to erupt. She moaned softly and her head dropped forward, her forehead pressing into his shoulder.
 
Colt held onto her as she fell against him. Apparently a ripple of pleasure had run through her. He felt her body reacting to something. He had only just started teasing her flesh, and already she was a firecracker waiting to go.

He let one finger trail against the curve of her thigh, pressing into that soft cleft. One hand held her closely while the other moved along the soft flesh of her sex.

"Spread your legs for me," He groaned against her, his finger finally finding what he so desperately sought. The soft pussy lips responded with his touch. He could feel the release of heat even under the water. How body had been waiting for quite some time.

He bumped against the small nub at the top of her pussy, while his finger began parting those soft lips of hers, tentatively moving inside. He sighed as her sex closed around him, gripping him tightly as he pushed in further.
 
Erin gasped softly as his finger began to invade the one place on her body she had never been touched before. The digit pressing into her pussy felt foreign and strange. Her nails dug softly into Colt's shoulders as he pushed farther in.

She still didnt know whether or not to tell him she was a virgin. Could he tell just by how tight she was? She had no clue and was a bit curious, but didn't want to ask. Her grip tightened just a bit on his cock as he pressed his finger in deeper and she consciously relaxed her fingers.
 
"Ahh," Colt felt her tense up the moment he slid inside of her. She gripped his cock like a vise, the shock visible on his body as he jumped against her. He laughed quietly at that, looking down at her.

"Did it hurt?" He asked softly, unsure if he should stop. He had never quite gotten a reaction like that before. It wasn't bad, simply unexpected.

"Is it too much? I can stop..."

He slipped from her pussy, his finger gently playing with her pursed pussy lips, a slow and deliberate motion back and forth, teasing in a way only an experienced touch would know.
 
Erin whimpered softly."Sorry... I ... I'm just not used to..." she sputtered, feeling herself blush bright red."don't stop Colt... Its just..." she hesitated."Colt I've nerve done anything like this before" she finally said.

Her heart was in her throat, beating wildly as she waited for his reaction. Her hand was still wrapped around his cock lightly, and she could feel it pulsing there. Her eyes searched his hesitantly.
 
"Never done anything..." Colt wasn't quite sure how to take that. He stood next to her, naked, touching her sex as she touched his. He looked around at the soft creek they stood in and the surrounding plains.

There was a large embankment to one side that gave them plenty of cover and the other side held a few trees. They were more or less hidden in this little area.

"You mean outside?" He laughed at that, "In the water? We can go in the grass if you want."

He looked down at her, those quivering lips felt like they were on the verge of blurting something out, but fear wouldn't let her. Colt leaned down and kissed her once.

"Tell me what you're used to, what you like."
 
Erin blushed even brighter red when he mistook what she had said. His kiss was gentle and he asked her to tell her what she was used to.

She took a deep, shaky breath."I'm not used to any of this, Colt. I... I'm a v-virgin" she sputtered, her voice quiet and trembling as she spoke. She waited for him to reject her. He would probably find her to be a naive little girl again. Her face burned with embarrassment.
 
"Virgin?" Colt wasn't sure whether to laugh or yell. A tore of confusion ran through him, ambivalance pulling him first one way and then another. He thought surely it must be a joke and a bad one at that. But the lithe girl in front of him almost shook with trembling, the same trembling that she had used to touch him. An inexperienced touch.

Her face lit up with shame. Was she truly a virgin?

"But... you... you were married?" Could this be right? He had never heard of a married woman still untouched before. To be honest in Colt's world of travels it was rare to find a single woman still untouched before. In these desperate lawless lands it was often a woman teaching him a trick or two.

Still, Colt couldn't really believe it, "Are you... saving yourself for something?"

Perhaps she was one of those rare church going ladies who had just gotten swept up in Colt's persuasive charms? Colt didn't really think much about it, but the idea of a woman giving up her most precious gift simply because he blew on her ear didn't seem altogether right.
 
Erin shook her head slowly."I'm not saving myself for anything. I meant it when I said that my marriage was one of convenience and not passion. There was never any passion between just a friendship".

She hesitated for a moment and then gave him a small smile."Don't worry, I'm not gonna be all mad at you for not wanting to... well... to be with me. We will just pretend this little... episode ... never happened".

With that she turned.and started to walk back towards land.
 
"Now you trying to tease me?"

Colt couldn't altogether figure this girl out. A virgin tentatively falling for the bad boy. It felt like enough to make Colt's head spin. He's glad he got to take a nap before they had this conversation. He was pretty sure this is the kind of thing tht drove most men to drinking.

Colt caught her arm, spinning her back to him. He looked down at her. This close to shore the water dripped from her transluscent skin, her hair fell down her back in a cascade.

"Why didn't you just tell me?"

Had she picked him for this purpose. Colt couldn't quite get his head around the concept of a virgin wife, or in this case a virgin widow. Someone who had never seen passion before this day, when his drunken charms seemingly wooed her? Perhaps it was the promise of guns and violence that drove her wild.

"I ain't pretending nothing happened. You have been smitten with me since the moment you laid eyes on me. I'm just wondering what took you soo long."
 
Erin spun to face him as he spoke, her baked body sparkling with droplets of water. His body was covered with water as well and Erin couldn't help watching as one drop ran down the strong column of his throat, past his muscled chest and over his flat abs. She forced her gaze to stop there.

"I'm not trying to tease you, Colt. I just didn't think you would... want me. Ya kno. After finding out I was a... a virgin" she replied. Her confusion was clearly visible in her pretty green eyes as she gazed at him.
 
Colt felt like they were both confused. Her emerald eyes betrayed an innocence that she honestly couldn't fake if she wanted to. He thought she was playing him for some fool when in reality she simply didn't understand the mating dance between them.

No wonder it felt so frustrating to argue with her. Half the time she flirted with him and the other half she slapped his hand for trying to reach into the cookie jar.

Colt stepped away from her and walked back to shore. His lean frame dripped with the cool water, sliding down his smooth skin, as if desperate for his touch. He walked away from her with a lingering laugh on his lips, as if some great secret of the universe had been revealed to him.

"I want you, Miss Dublin. At the moment I want you more than anything. You being a virgin doesn't stop that. I might be a little gentler than usual, but most virgins are like young cowboys, eager to learn and always wanting to get back on."

He made it back up to his tree, bending down to search through his bedroll for a towel. He brought one out and began to dry himself off. When he looked back at her, his mischievous smile had returned to him.

"You should come over here," He said, slowly rising up. The excitement in his body shown apparent, his cock still bulging against his thigh.
 
Erins mouth dried out as she watched Colt exit the water. He truly had the body of a god, all lean muscle, corded like strings of steel. He was apparently in no hurry to cover himself for he dug through his bag still naked.

Her sex throbbed in pleasure as she watched him pull out a towel and dry himself off. He had said he still wanted her and his manhood proved that as it bobbed and swayed, stiff and at attention.

He asked for her to come over to him and she found her feet moving before she had even thought about it. Her body trembled slightly as the cool air brushed her wet skin but she soon found herself standing before him, completely nude still.

She didn't speak a word, merely waited for him to make the next move.
 
She came to him. It was a slow walk, each step making her hips way. A thrust of intense heat ran through him as he finally saw her fully naked. Water dripped from her, clung to her skin, sliding slowly down her thighs. How he envied that water.

Colt knelt down in front of her. He looked right at her sex. He had to sigh as he saw it, nothing more than a dark curve of her body. He brought up one finger to slip inside of her, once more feeling that rush of heat and moisture. She practically dripped with desire.

Colt grabbed her tightly, his hands running across her thighs as he brought his mouth up to taste her sex. His tongue ran along her slit, a slow and deliberate motion to gather up as much of her flowing juice as he could. He loved her taste, clean and pure just like the water still clinging to her naked form.

He worshiped her sex. His tongue pushed inside, desperate to taste more of her.
 
Whatever Erin was expecting, it was absolutely not what Colt did. She squeaked in protest as his mouth descended upon her most private area. She felt his tongue part the curls there and lick at her innermost folds. A small whimper escaped her lips and her hand fisted in his hair as pleasure coursed through her body.

She cried out softly as het knees grew weak. She had never felt anything like what she was experiencing now. She began to wonder, in the part of her mind not totally distracted by pleasure, that of his mouth felt this good, what would his other ... parts .... feel like? Her legs trembled, having a hard time holding up her weight when they were this weak.
 
Colt felt her knees giving way. Apparently the simple touch of his tongue running against her sex was too much for her. She trembled as a wave of pleasure ran through her. He tried his best to hold her steady

He felt like a man posessed, once he had her taste in his mouth. His hands came up to grab at her ass, cupping the flesh and pulling her even closer to him. His whole mouth upon her now, tongue pushing inside with a slow and desperate rhythm to get more of her.

"You should lie down," He said, nodding to the bedroll beside her. A lust in his voice. He needed her now. He was going to take her.

"Spread your legs for me."
 
Erins entire body was shaking from the pleasure coursing through her. His tongue was like magic upon her most private areas.

He suggested she lay down and she slowly moved away, she felt as if she was in a daze. She slowly lay down expecting him to put his mouth on her again.

Her pulse was racing like mad through her veins, making her breath ragged and uneven. She waited quietly, not speaking a word, for him to tell her what to do.
 
Once she was down Colt slowly climbed on top of her. His thighs pressed against hers, pulling them further apart. His lean stomach glided over her, he looked into her eyes, half closed from the lust overtaking his body.

One hand went to the back of her neck, holding her as he bent down to kiss her. He began a slow and deliberate thrust of his body on top of her, his cock large, throbbing, gliding along her sex and threatening to penetrate her. He looked down between them, her willing body underneath his own.

"I'll go slow," He whispered, reaching down to line his cock up with her pussy, the slick folds already parting against his bulbous head. He could feel that intense heat once more blazing against him, as his cock slid that first inch into her.

"If it hurts, just tell me and I will stop," He purred, nuzzling her neck.

He pushed in further.
 
Erin held her breath as Colt slid on top of her. His strong body caused her belly to feel as if there was a meadow full of butterflies in it. She gasped as he ran his cock along her slit.

Then he asked her to tell him if it hurt. Her heart skipped a beat. He moved his length within her what felt like feet but was merely an inch and then met resistance. Erins body tensed up involuntarily and she moaned softly, her eyes squeezing shut and.her fingers moving to claw at his back.

"C-Colt!" she cried out.
 
Colt stopped when her entire body tensed. She cried out, so loud and yet so soft against him. Her arms were like claws on his back. Colt felt the pain, but it sent shivers of pleasure down his spine. A delightful pain that he wanted to endure. Colt would love fucking her, making her claw at him until she couldn't stand it anymore.

"I'm right here," He said softly, breathless as he held her. His cock throbbed painfully, only barely inside of her. He had moved just enough to feel her soft folds wrap around him. Despite what she wanted her body urged him in deeper, and it was hard not to just thrust himself inside until he lay flush against her.

"Is it too much?" He pulled his cock out slowly, deliberately leaving her. He stopped when it was just the tip, once more threatening inside. He moved in again, just enough for her to feel him enjoying this slow and deliberate thrust.
 
"I'm right here" Colt said. Somehow that did monumental things to sooth her nerves. Erin took a deep breath.

"I... I'm ok I think" she finally told him after he had withdrawn a bit. She didnt want to disappoint him. And it wasn't really that painful.. just such an odd feeling.

Slowly Erin wrapped her legs around him, and pulled him forward a bit, urging him to move again

"I'm ready, Colt" she said softly.
 
Her unsure and yet determined waver in her voice made Colt smile. It had been a long time since he'd been this gentle with a girl. He rarely got to enjoy the sensual side of love making. His tastes lied in something a little harder.

He would not endure her to his own flavor of sex her first time out. She is allowed to smell the rose before she feels its thorns.

Colt steadied himself, once more thrusting into her. He could feel her body responding, the gentle resistance. Colt nuzzled at her neck, trying to make her feel as much pleasure as he could. He knew this would hurt.

He thrust inside. His hips bucked sharply and at once he felt a release. His body now lay atop of hers, his cock buried deep inside, feeling a wash of pressure as her sex now gripped him like a vise. Colt cried out, biting her softly as the pain rushed through him.

It wasn't a real pain. More unexpected. He didn't think she would clamp down on him, or that the pressure would be as intense. Colt laughed with a nervousness, his hands unsure moving down her body.

He kissed her. Soft and gentle kiss as his cock throbbed inside of her. His knees were weak, but already he could feel the urging need inside of him for more. His hips began to slowly move back and forth, a deliberate rhythm.
 
Erin felt Colt's gentle caresses, and she was surprised. He didn't seem the type to be so gentle and caring. Then the pain hit. He had bucked his hips sharply and burst through her barrier.

A low scream escaped Erin's lips and her nails bit into his skin sharply. Her breath hitched in her lungs and tears stung her eyes. It did hurt.

His kisses were gentle and reassuring, making her body relax as well. Slowly he began to move and Erin found that the pain was receding a bit and in its place was a new kind of pleasure that she had never experienced before.

Erin shifted her hips beneath him and felt a stab of pleasure, a low moan escaping her lips and she smiled softly up at Colt.
 
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