Western Trails & Beyond (For DarkWarrioress and myself)

[DarkWarrioress]

“Absolutely isn’t a firm enough way to say how much I feel about wanting a relationship with you. It shouldn’t have taken this long.”

“Maybe it shouldn’t have, but that doesn’t matter because we’re here now. We shouldn’t waste time thinking about what could have been.”

The two lovers wasted little time in getting naked. It all felt so natural and easy as they slid from one moment into the next. Her hands traveled slowly over his naked body, reveling in the warmth and strength of him under her hands and for the umpteenth time, she wondered how she had gotten so lucky to have him in this world, at this time.

Jackson lifted her up and gently placed her on the edge of the bed before he knelt before her, his tongue moving over her body and when his tongue and lips found her vagina, she leaned back on her hands, her hips slightly thrusting up toward him. Their eyes met from time to time. In his, she read the love he had professed for her. She hoped, he read in hers the same thing.

Her body relaxed against the bed as she gave in to his lovemaking. Her thighs spread wider involuntarily, making herself even more vulnerable to him.

“Jackson,” she softly gasped, “I love you.”

 

[JackHemingway]

Jackson indulged himself on her lovely vagina, kissing, licking, and touching her clitoris as their eyes danced about as Sara lay back on the bed. She was clearly aroused, so when she let out the sound of satisfaction with the expression of love, he only stopped pleasuring her with his mouth long enough to reply, "I know, honey, I love you too, and I loved you for a long time, even when I didn't know it."

With that, he went back to pleasuring her. He was still getting to know Sara in that intimate way, but he was sure she was enjoying it. He wasn't sure about orgasms, but her body reacted in pleasure, and she squirmed around on the bed, and it felt naughty to hear it creak from time to time. He was sure they both got a laugh out of that. At one point in their foreplay,y he shifted over,r moving against her side, lying flat right next to her warm skin. They shared a kiss as one arm went under her head, and he reached back down to her honeypot and began rubbing her clit again as they repeated passionate kisses. It felt so warm and good to be this close, sharing sex energy and physical love. After all, sex was about gratification and pleasure. Still, when you were with someone you cared about, ut it took things to a different level thanks to all the emotions involved.

The couple had enough privacy that, as long as someone wasn't listening by the door or in the next room, they probably wouldn't know what was going on, but in the Old West, you took what you could get. This was the new normal, and both Jackson and Sara had plenty of time to get used to all of it. Being in love and sharing a life was an all-new experience, and that process wasn't different, no matter where you were in the world or another world, for that matter. Downstairs, the lady of the establishment was hosting a more casual card game as friends played for low stakes, and the point was to have a few sandwiches and talk about all the goings-on in town. Some had questions about the new arrival and his intentions toward Sara. Most knew her as one of the few single women who wasn't a widow and wasn't eager to remarry. Taft found anice spot by the stove to keep warm, but found the owner's cat thought the spot was perfect as well. After some "bickering back and forth" both settled down to a quite night. Things were peaceful and there was love in the area. It was a good night to be in town.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

There was just something about the night, being here, alone, with Jackson. For a change, the street outside was quiet. The café had closed. Its patrons had gone on their way. The quiet felt right.

Jackson’s hands roamed her body. His mouth followed suit, taking Sara’s body toward that ultimate peak she was chasing. Her own hands roamed over his bare skin, luxuriating in the feel of skin on skin. Down his sides and to his lower back as her mouth touched wherever her own could touch.

Her lower body arched into his hand as it found her. Their mouths ground together. Gently. Everything worked together so that it felt like they had been doing this forever. Their bodies just fit together so… completely.

Sara felt so close to tears. The feeling was overwhelming.

“Jackson… please..”

Her desperate plea filled the air around them. She needed him in inside her. To..complete her… them. It was strange. Her body chased her peak and while her body felt frantic, strangely, she, herself, did not.

 

[JackHemingway]

Sara was lovely, and Jackson, well, the wanton desire in the room when she called out to him, so he moved, sliding her to the edge of the bed and spreading apart her lovely thighs, and looked at her and smiled. He pushed his cock into her warm honeypot and gasped with joy. Sure, it wasn’t the first time, but every time was wonderful when you got to do this with someone you loved. He began thrusting, but soon he moved so he was pushing off the floor and into her over and over again. He lifted her legs up so he could slide in deeper, and soon it was the soon the wonderful sound of wet flesh slapping as he pumped. He’d had sex before arriving in Wilderness Trails, and he’d had a lot of experiences after coming to this strange world of the old west, but it was better with Sara by far, and that was probably because of the wonderful feelings.

He groaned with pleasure as he bounced in and out of Sara and then remembered that in this world birthcontrol was pull out and pray. He would keep enjoying things, but he needed some self-control. It didn’t make the moment any less wonderful.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

Jackson, thankfully, answered her plea, pulling her to the edge of the bed and spreading her thighs wide. Her heartbeat in desperation as she waited for him to enter her. He didn’t keep her waiting long.

Sara propped herself halfway up on her arms as she leaned back, intent on watching Jackson and his cock. It heightened her desire to see him sliding in and out of her. As he pulled back, she could see his cock glistening with her arousal in the candlelight that flickered in the room. As he lifted her legs he plunged deeper inside her, making her moan in appreciation and craving. Craving for him.

Sara, before she found herself in this world, had had sex before but with Jackson, it felt different. New. Their movements became heated and more urgent. Sara laid back against the bed, her hips rising and falling to meet Jackson’s thrusts.

“Oh, Jackson… don’t stop, love. Please don’t stop,” she moaned.

Sara had even had sex in this world before. The Native American’s had taught her about herbs to use to prevent an unwanted pregnancy. The local doctor at the fort hadn’t a clue. However, it was Besty that had pointed out a local woman that lived in the local brothel. Curious, Sara had visited her and learned how the working girls handled the situation. It was a brilliant idea. Sara had incorporated both the herbs from the Native Americans and the idea from the local brothel madam and so far, it worked.