Revenge (CLOSED)

Colt could feel her reacting under him. It was slow, tentative, but something stirred within her.

"There you are," He whispered, smiling down as if looking at her for the first time.

He found his rhythm, slow and simple for her to get used to him. Each thrust inside of her stretched her, tightening down on his cock. He felt a twice of excitement each time she gripped him. If she kept this up he wouldn't be able to last for very long.

"Just move with me," He said, but he didn't need to. She already pressed into him, guiding him where he needed to be. Erin might be a virgin, but her body knew what was going on. His thrust were met, and they began grinding their hips into each other.
 
Erin had been worried about not knowing what to do but she found that her body automatically knew how to move in synch with Colt's. Each of his thrusts brought even more pleasure to Erin and she soon found herself moaning like a wanton whore.

Her head was flung back in pleasure, revealing the tender flesh of her throat and also causing her breasts to crush into Colts chest. Their pelvises ground together and.caused a delicious friction.

Erin felt her belly knotting up, not in nerves but pleasure this time and she wasn't sure what exactly was happening. Her eyes widened slightly and she wouldn't catch her breath.

"Colt??" she questioned quietly.
 
I'm right here," He said smiling as he nuzzled her soft flesh. Teeth raked against sensitive skin and her taste in his mouth simply drove him wild. Colt had found a renewed vigor for the slow and deliberate rhythm they now held. It was quite different, pleasurable. He could feel every inch as it slipped into her, the tentative give of her flesh. Her legs wrapped around him, guiding and urging him to find his way deep inside of her.

Colt could feel his own excitement growing, his cock bulged with delight at the feel of her hot velvet grip, each thrust seemed to drive him wild, wanting only more and more of her.

"Don't you like it?" He asked, curiously. Sensation poured into his mind from all over. His fingers gripping her body, his chest rubbing against her hard nipples, his mouth eager to taste more, and his cock finding the depths of her body.
 
Erin shivered lightly as Colt's teeth raked against her skin. She could feel every inch of his meaty flesh moving within her.

Don't you like it?

Erin moaned softly. "Not that. I love it... I just feel..." ... her words were cut off by a scream as her first orgasm ever shredded through her body.

Her vision dimmed to black, her pussy clamped down on his cock like a vice grip, and her hips arched up giving him access to her deeper treasures. Her whole body trembled and shook as ripple after ripple of pleasure coursed throughout her body.
 
Colt felt her body shudder in excitement. She convulsed and cried out, gripping down on him in a way Colt had never felt before. He couldn't help but match her cry for pleasure as his cock buried itself deep inside of her.

He thrust hard into her, already feeling the coming swell of his own orgasm. It came quicker than usual, but her pussy gripped him and her body thrashed against him. He could feel nothing but his own release.

Colt leaned up and took hold of her hips, slamming into her for a desperate moment of finality. He gave one single shudder, and his cock erupted deep within her sex. He held himself there, his muscles taut, his body shaking with sensation. He didn't move, even after he was spent, his still hard cock pulsing with an afterthought of delight.

Colt collapsed on top of Erin, smiling and gentling nipping at her skin.

"Was that... good?" He asked, completely out of breath.
 
Erin lay beneath Colt, feeling his body tighten above her and then thrust hard into her a few times. She felt his cock pulsing intensely within her body and she whimpered softly. Her body was trembling as Colt collapsed on top of her.

His muscles were taut as he gently nipped at her skin making her moan. He asked then if it had been good.

"Amazing" Erin whispered, laughing softly as one of his nips tickled a bit. Her hands were on his back still and she felt the scratches there.

"Oh man... I... I'm sorry" she murmured.
 
"Sorry?" Colt didn't quite understand. Out of everything that happened what could she possibly be sorry about? But her fingers trailed over his back, and the small pain he felt finally registered in his brain Colt laughed at that.

His cock finally slipped from her sex, covered in their juices. Colt moved to lay beside her on the bedroll, one hand idly playing with the soft curve of her breast.

"No need to be sorry... little love scars like that is what makes it so much fun. You ever feel a need to mark me again, you go right ahead."

Colt had a warm shiver run through his body. He felt elation, a complete sense of satisfaction now.
 
Erin smiled at Colts carefree attitude about the scratches. He lay beside her idly playing with her breast and making her smile. She felt a little awkward now, in the aftermath of what they had just done.

"I... uh... I'm not sure what to say right now" Erin finally said, her eyes downcast and a blush crossing her cheeks.
 
Colt looked down at her body. Her chest continued to heave from sharp intakes of air, her body glistening with a combination of water and sweat. Her legs still spread open and her sex a dark red, not quite the blush of her cheeks.

She didn't know what to say. Colt didn't think that was a good sign. She was just a virgin a few minutes ago, she had fallen for his charms and now maybe she was regretting it? Colt decided he would change the subject.

"I'm going to go for another swim. Seems like I need to clean off once more... then we're packing up and heading off. I hope we can get a few miles before dark. I still need to know more about this gang of yours... if you are still interested in that revenge of yours."

Colt got up, scratching at his chest as he looked over at the calm pool.

"Care to join me?"
 
Erin watched as Colt stood up and idly scratched his chest. Hers eyes were glued to his impressive body. She theb realized he had spoken to her.

Blushing she stood up quickly.

"Of COURSE I still want to seek my revenge. And I believe I would like to bathe as well" she said smiling.

She followed him down to the bank and then into the water. It soothed her aching muscles as she slid into it and she sighed softly.

"Thanks for ... uh... being gentle" she said quietly."I know some men would not have been".
 
The cool water did wonders on him. Colt at once fell into some sort of trance now, relaxing near the bank submerged in water. He still tingled all over, the delights of their afternoon tromp not lost on his nerves. Colt let out a sigh that seemed to let all of the tension out of his body.

"Some men?" Colt winked, "I thought that's why you hired me, cause you knew I'd be different."

He laughed at that. It seemed as if Colt had found his charm once more.

"You are quite a woman, Miss Dublin. Can't say I've met one like you out here before."

A widowed virgin riding out for bloody revenge. Nope, those didn't come around too often at all. Perhaps he was something of an anomaly himself. He didn't feel like he was though. A drinking gambler with a quick hand and soft spot for women. Out in the west you only had to throw a rock to find one of those.

Colt dunked his head in the water, throwing it up and letting the water pour down the rest of his body. He wished he'd brought some soap.
 
"I hired you because I heard you were a rough and tumble man who wouldn't quit until you got the job done... not exactly the type to be gentle, although I'm most.certainly glad that you were" she said with a smile.

She watched as he dunked his head beneath the water and came back up.

"I take it as a compliment that you find me to be different. Im not your usual lady, I must admit" she said, smiling softly.

"Now what do you need to know about the gang? I'm afraid I don't know a lot".
 
Colt mused with his own thoughts. Yes, different didn't quite describe Erin well enough. Unique might be better. She certainly knew how to be a woman when she needed to, but she seemed so much more. If he were a better man he might even want to make an honest woman out of her.

"It was a compliment, Miss Dublin. I am afraid I will keep giving them to you so long as we're together. So you best get used to it."

He swam over to her. The fire in his belly had slowly returned. After their passioned sexual romp he had calmed down, a simple kitten, but now it was slowly coming back to him. Colt couldn't help but feel a recharged vigor.

"Just tell me what you know. Can you describe any of them? Any names? If we can find out who they are, tracking them down will be a whole hell of a lot easier."

He was right next to her. She smelled of sex, sweat and the creek. He enjoyed it. It aroused him to no end and his fingers once more danced lightly on her skin. He touched down her arm and to the soft curve of her hip underneath the water. He looked like a man admiring the most beautiful piece of art he had ever seen.
 
Erin was well aware of how close Colt was to her. Her body was like in tune with his now and she seemed hyper sensitive to anything he did. She found herself blushing when he mentioned complimenting her often.

Her mind turned to mush whenever he was close by and she had to force herself to focus on his words.

"I hate reliving that night" she murmured, her eyes growing shadowed as she thought about it."Uhmm... I remember one man calling out the name Shorty, but no last names were mentioned.. and their must be a million Shortys out there...".

Colt touched her hip and arm and she drew in a deep breath.

"Uh... one w-was tall and skinny with long braided hair. He was missing a front tooth..." she said softly. Then she shook her head.

"Thats all I saw before I ran and hid though" she said sadly as shadows haunted her eyes.
 
Colt nodded. He knew how things could be in a gunfight. There were times when he himself couldn't honestly tell all that happened. A flash of fire, the long draw of smoke and too many sounds to even register in your head. He had seen his fair share.

"That's all right, that's all we need to track them down. There's a man down in Maple Hill who should help us out. Old bounty hunter who knows this ins and outs of this country like no one's business. If the people who did this to you are an official gang, he'll know who they are and where we can find them."

Useful resources. See, she was getting her money's worth already.

"As much as I enjoy watching you all wet and naked, I do believe we need to go Miss Dublin," Colt teased as he came up and kissed her softly. She still had a faint aura of sex hanging about her, which sent a delightful shiver up his spine.

"We'll head for Maple Hill, and stop to rest for the night when we find a suitable place."

Colt once more got out of the water, drying himself off and pulling on his jeans.
 
Erin felt relief when Colt mentioned a man who could help them. She also was worried. Would that man expect compensation? If so she had nothing to give. Colt had just been given the last precious thing in her life, her virtue.

Not that she regretted it a bit. She had enjoyed every second of it. Down the road it would probably haunt her, that was for sure. But then again she was young.. and a widow. Men wouldn't expect a widow to have their virtue still in place... colt sure hadnt expected it.

Colt mentioned getting on the road and kissed her, which made her smile. He might be just what she needed for getting revenge, but he was also a very decent man with whom she was comfortable.

Erin followed him out of the water and also dried herself off. She pulled on her clothes and was almost finished by the time he was.

She helped him gather up everything else and then they mounted the horses.

"Lead the way, sir" Erin said, smiling. She was just happy he was allowing her to come along.
 
Colt adjusted the saddlebags before he mounted his horse. He rode off in a brisk pace, slow enough not to tire the horses but fast enough to actually put some miles behind them.

They followed the creek mostly, meandering through various prairie and grasslands. He didn't feel much like travelling any kind of well made trail and he knew the creek would take them to Maple Hill eventually.

At some point they might need to be worried about being followed, but not right now. Apart from a couple of angry brothers a town back, Colt could assume they were doing pretty well.

He stopped a half hour before sunset in a nice clearing. Colt got off from his horse and looked around. He could see some old dried branches that would help with a fire.

"Well, looks like this is it for tonight."

He looked up at Miss Dublin's horse, "You didn't bring any supplies with you, did you?"
 
Erin enjoyed the scenic beauty of just being out in nature as they rode. Colts company was pleasant and she enjoyed being around him. He was easy going, yet focused on their mission. Eventually they ended up in a pretty clearing, very close to the creek and Colt said they would stop there for the night. He then asked if Erin had any supplies.

"Not much," Erin admitted softly."I didn't believe you would allow me to come with you, no matter how much I insisted".

She got off of her horse and dug through the saddle bag."I have a blanket, a canteen, and some jerky but I'm afraid that's it".
 
Colt bit his lower lip as he went through Erin's supplies, or lack thereof. He tried to hold back a laugh, but it came out as a very wide grin instead.

"So... your first lesson is to always bring your gun, and your second is to always bring supplies."

He winked at Erin.

It didn't take long to set up camp. Colt set up a campfire and gathered some wood. He wanted to make sure everything was ready before sunset came. The last thing Colt liked was wandering around in the dark searching for anything useful.

"Now, we have an entire evening to ourselves," He mused, laying down on his bedroll next to the crackling campfire. The sun was just beginning to set, almost a romantic setting if someone wanted to think about that sort of thing.

Of course Colt couldn't help himself, "So, now you have me all to yourself out here..."

His eyes were twinkling as if reflecting the fire's passion.
 
Erin felt herself blush bright red as Colt scrutinized her supplies. She felt inadequate until she saw him smiling, nearly laughing. Then she merely stuck her tongue out at him.

She did what she could to help set up camp, helping wherever she was needed and it didn't take long before they were sat down before the fire, relaxing a bit. She was admiring the beautiful sunset when he spoke of them being out there alone and her having him to herself.

She blushed again but smile over at him. She was sitting on her own blanket, her knees drawn up to her chest, chin resting on them.

"You sir, are incorrigible" she said, laughing softly. Her skin appeared almost translucent in the low light and the glow of the campfire as she sat there across from, the grin lighting up her eyes and making them dance.
 
"I've been told that before," He said as his tongue licked along his lips, "Although I'm not sure what it means. I imagine it's a good thing."

He lay down with his legs crossed, enjoying the warmth the fire provided. Once that sun went down a chilling cold came through the open prairie, as if some artic air just blew from the north and left a deliberate chill.

Colt took off his hat, laying it next to his satchel. It had been a long day, filled with more than a couple of adventures thanks to Miss Dublin next to him. He could easily see how someone can fall in love with her. She was pretty, bold and even her lack of preparation seemed to be endearing.

"If you get too cold just let me know," He winked.
 
Erin lay beside Colt in silence for a while, just listening to the sounds of the evening. The air was frigid by then and Erin shivered just as Colt told her to let him know if she was chilly.

"It is kinda cold out. I should have been smart like you and brought more to keep me warm. I guess I'm not really used to this outdoors stuff" she said softly, blushing from a bit of embarassment.
 
"You don't have to worry about that Miss Dublin, I can keep you warm."

Colt moved over beside her next to the blanket. He had that same devilish smile and rustic charm that seemed to flow through him back in the saloon. Colt never could quite help himself when certain situations arose.

Speaking of which, he brought out a bottle of whiskey from his satchel, handing it to her.

"Not sure if you want to entertain with me tonight," He rested his head on her lap, his hands idly dancing along her skin. He pretended not to notice the shiver of excitement that ran through him with each touch.

"I can be very persuasive..."
 
Erin couldn't help smiling as he flirted and joked with her. He moved close, and she couldnt resist moving so that their bodies touched, and immediately feeling his warmth, she sighed.

He handed her a bottle of whiskey and she looked at him with wide eyes.

"What would you have me do with this, sir?" she asked him, surprised.

His head was in her lap, and she felt an intimate connection right then. Her body trembled as he ran his fingers along her, and she couldnt resist running her own fingers (of the hand not holding the bottle) through his hair and across his jaw.
 
"Miss Dublin, I do believe you need to get drunk with me," He said, matter of factly. Colt found himself more and more amused at the prospect of getting her drunk. She reminded him of the kind of person who didn't drink alcohol all that much, and in Colt's opinion those were the kind of people who needed to drink the most.

"It'll relax you, warm you up, and make me appear more attractive."

Alcohol had that effect on women, he usually got more handsome as the night and drinks wore on.

"Besides, I do believe I will be taking advantage of you once more this night," He mused, his hand rubbing against the side of her leg.
 
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