by Lexi Sinner
Part of her wanted to tell him to stop, but the sensation flowed down to her pelvis and exaggerated the euphoria that she felt.
She twisted and moaned for only a moment before she felt him spill himself inside of her, before he gasped with indulgence and clutched the fullness of her breasts.
Then, not a moment later, she felt the sheriff also conclude with one final thrust that sent an eruption of warmth injecting into her, while he pulled his head away from her mouth and threw it back to inhale a rush of breath, so that he could enjoy the intensity of the moment.
With the wetness surrounding her insides, after a few more heavy prods, Cassie also was overcome with an explosion of ecstasy that was almost blinding. For a moment, her body became transformed as she screamed and slowly moved her body back and forth as it pulsed, to get the full effect of the orgasm. Even when she opened her eyes again, she could see small dots in her vision and she felt extremely dizzy.
In a moment though, the three of them detached and leaned against whatever they could, completely exhausted from all of the effort they had put forth…
Once the three of them were finished, Cassie took the moment of bliss and exhaustion to pluck the keys from the sheriff’s discarded clothes. Once she did that, she grabbed her own clothing, as well as theirs, and before either of the men could realize what she was doing, she locked them inside.
“No!” They screamed, “Let us out, but she just took the gun that was on the desk and pointed it at them.
“Come on, boys. We had fun, didn’t we? Now, don’t ruin it all by making me have to shoot you,” She gave a coy smile and cocked the hammer on the pistol.
The two men, who were both robbed of their weapons and clothing suddenly put their arms up in surrender.
“Don’t shoot…” The Deputy begged.
“Don’t make me shoot…” She answered, completely in control. She then threw the men’s clothing into the fire, which ranged on the other side of the jail, before dressing herself. Once she was finished, she pointed the gun on them again and seriously thought about shooting the Deputy, at least, considering that was what she thought to be her main purpose.
However, she came to the realization that he was not the man she wanted to kill. She had already taken what she wanted from the Deputy, at least, for now.
Therefore, instead of shooting them, she just pocketed their weapons and walked out of the jail a free woman, but not before sharing a sensual wink and a kiss between the two lawmen.
Cassie knew her horse was gone, but she stole another quickly and then rode off, trying to catch that sunset and secretly hoping this would not be the last run-in she had with either the Deputy, or that pesky sheriff, because really, who doesn’t like a man in uniform?
Story 14
I waited on the wooden porch of my mother’s Columbus, Georgia rental property as two neatly dressed soldiers approached the stairs. Both of the burly men looked up at me as I stood there in my black sundress. My mother had always warned me away from wearing black in the dead heat of summer, but she’d taken ill a few weeks ago and was still recuperating at home.
I walked down the stairs and took both of the men in as they stopped. They sat their duffel bags down next to them and took a breath.
They’re both cute. Hope they rent the place out.
“Miss,” the tall one said. “We called last week about the house.”
In all of my twenty years, I’d never seen such crystal blue eyes. His hair was sandy blond and his skin tanned by the sun. I was taken aback by his sexiness, but I wasn’t sure that I could ever act on it. Mom raised me to believe that sexual relations were to be saved for a woman’s wedding night and not beforehand.
I gathered myself before responding. “Yes. I believe you spoke with my mother. I can show you around the house.”
I turned to go back up the steps and stood on the porch.
“Ma’am, Privates Milton and Stark,” the shorter one said.
I looked down to the man accompanying Mr. Gorgeous Blue Eyes. He was a tad shorter, but his dark brown eyes and black hair made me feel trusting. He was the hot boy next door.
“I’m Madison, it’s nice to meet you,” I began. “The house has two bedrooms and one bathroom, as we discussed. It’s eight hundred a month.”
The taller one spoke, “Private Henry Milton and this is Private Jeff Stark. I’m sure the house is great, we’ll take it. We will only need it until August.”
Jeff said, “All we really need is somewhere clean and quiet to sleep while we work a job in construction down here.”
“That sounds great,” I told them as I turned the key in the door and unlocked it. “This is a really quiet area and no one will bother you.”
Henry said, “It already sounds perfect” as he eyed up the surrounding property.
I walked inside the front door and said, “I’ll show you where everything is and then I’ll be out of your hair.”
These two are both so hot, I thought, as I showed them the locations of the bathroom and bedrooms. I bit my bottom lip. Damn.
“You don’t have to be in any hurry,” Henry said. “We haven’t had the company of a beautiful girl in quite a long time.”
My cheeks flushed.
What a sweet talker! Was he flirting with me?
I looked at my watch. It was already six o’clock at night.
I walked them into the kitchen and said, “This is the kitchen and that little door over there is the pantry.”
Walking through the dining room, I said, “This is the dining room and the next room over is the living room.”
They nodded as they looked at each other to gauge a response from the other on the house.
“There are two bedrooms upstairs and in between them is the bathroom,” I said navigating back through the house and near the front door.
“I should get back home, I live in Atlanta,” I declared, wondering if either of them would stop me.
You can’t just invite yourself to stay.
“That’s quite a hike, we could make you dinner and you could spend the night and leave in the first light,” Jeff said.
Weren’t they just so sweet?
“It’s actually only a little over two hours away,” I muttered with a smile.
“It would honestly be our pleasure, since you came all of this way to meet up with us,” Henry told me.
“Are you sure?” I asked, trying to sound sincere.
“We insist,” Henry said with a giant pearly smile.
They bought it all, hook, line and sinker. Yes, this is going to work out fantastically.
***
Jeff changed the subject. “So you said this is your mother’s house?”
“Yes, but she hasn’t had time to come out and show it to anyone because she’s sick.”
Mom has a small cold, but they don’t need to know that, do they?
“I’m so sorry to hear that,” Jeff said.
I looked downward with a sadness that washed over my face. I walked my fingers along the mahogany desk that was my grandfather’s.
“Thank you,” I began. “You know, I actually grew up in this house.”
“Is that right?” Jeff asked.
Henry chimed in, “Which bedroom was yours?”
I walked down the hall and motioned for them to come upstairs and pointed to the second door on the left. “It was that one, on the left there,” I said.
“That couldn’t have been that long ago,” Jeff noted.
“Yeah, it really wasn’t that long ago. I moved out of here at eighteen and have been living on my own in Atlanta for the past two years,” I stated matter-of-factly.
“Atlanta is pretty hot, isn’t it?” Henry stated as if he were trying to keep me talking.
“Yes, it sure is,” I replied.
“Please, stay here tonight,” Henry begged. “We’ll make you dinner and you can sleep in your old room. We won’t bug you at all and at least our conscience would be clear that you’ve e
aten and got a good night’s sleep before your drive home.”
“And where would you sleep?” I inquired.
“With you, of course,” Henry said straight-faced. After a pause, he cracked a smirk.
I am pretty sure I could make that work.
The thoughts of touching Henry’s muscular body plagued me at that very moment. I wanted to feel his touch and more importantly, to feel his manhood.
Impure thoughts, I could hear my mother’s voice saying in my head.
I gave a brief chuckle and Jeff interjected with, “He’s just being silly. I’ll sleep on the sofa and he can sleep in the bedroom upstairs next to yours.”
Henry backed off. “I hope I didn’t scare you off. We really don’t mean you any harm. We’ll do whatever you’re comfortable with.”
Anything?
I took a moment to think it over. It wouldn’t be that bad and it was for only one night. Certainly two military guys could be trusted. Atlanta was a long drive and if I left now, it would be dark before I got home. Besides, this could go somewhere.
I caved.
“Alright guys, but someone needs to go to the store and get whatever we need for dinner. I’m famished,” I lied.
Jeff perked up. “I’ll go. I saw a nice little mom and pop shop down the way. I’ll get some things and be back soon. Before I forget, here’s the first month’s rent.”
Jeff extended his hand out to me with eight one-hundred dollar bills. Then, he left and I went to the dining room and sat at the table just as I did when I was younger. Henry joined me on the opposite side of the table.
***
Maybe I could tease Henry while his friend was away at the store?
“How long have you guys been in the military?” I asked.
“Jeff and I have just completed boot camp for the Army Reserves. We were there for ten weeks at Fort Benning, but we have to be available for two weekends out of every year with the exception of war time.”
He took off his camouflage colored jacket and sat it in the chair next to him. His beige t-shirt showed off his muscular arms. Wow. He was ripped.
“Is there anything fun to do around here?” He asked.
You could always do me.
“There are a couple of bars down the street if you guys are into that sort of thing,” I offered.
“It would be rude of us to leave you since you’ve been so kind to keep us company,” he said.
I smiled.
“You should smile more often, you have a pretty smile,” he noted.
A smooth talker, isn’t he?
I got up and walked over to the bar area and said, “If you feel like drinking, my mother always kept the bar stocked with a couple of bottles of liquor.”
“Have you tasted any of the booze?” He asked.
I gave a sheepish grin.
He said, “I won’t tell anyone, it’s just you and I here.”
“I’ve tried a couple of them,” I revealed.
“Is that right?” He said arising from his seat.
He walked over to behind the bar area and grabbed a bottle with a black label on it.
“Jack Daniels,” he started. “It’s been a long time since I’ve done shots of this stuff.”
“I tried that once, when my mom and dad were on vacation.”
“Wanna do a shot with me now?” He asked.
“I probably shouldn’t, that stuff burns. Besides, I won’t turn twenty-one until next month,” I said in response.
“It’s only one month away, you should celebrate early,” he said.
I teetered. No one would know if I had a drink or two.
I sat down at one of the bar stools and he poured us shots.
He raised his shot glass and said, “Bottoms up!”
I threw back the shot and gasped.
“Crap, that burns!” I spouted off.
“That’s some good shit,” he said, setting his glass on the bar.
I shook off the effects of the drink as Jeff walked back inside.
“We’re in here,” I yelled to him as Henry took another shot.
“Doing shots?” Jeff asked from the kitchen. I could hear the sound of a crumpling bag being thrown into the trash can. He emerged from the kitchen area and joined us near the bar.
“He is,” I said. “I did one, but that stuff burns. I tried to tell him that I don’t turn twenty-one until next month.”
“You only live once,” Jeff said.
I felt a little loosened up already, but didn’t want to reveal that to the guys.
“So, what was it like growing up in Columbus?” Jeff asked.
“I went to a Catholic all-girls school, so it was pretty boring,” I said nonchalantly.
I felt both of the guys looking at me in awe.
“Catholic school?” Henry asked.
“That is so hot,” Jeff noted.
“I don’t get it,” I said looking at the both of the guys for some clue.
“Did you have a uniform to wear?” Henry asked.
“Yeah. Nothing special, just a plaid skirt and a white blouse,” I told them.
“Holy fuck, that’s hot,” Henry said.
“I never understood the fascination with the uniforms. I think it’s probably still in the attic in a box,” I said.
Henry took a deep breath and smiled as he gazed toward the upstairs part of the house.
“Can I pour you another shot?” Jeff asked.
“Nah. Thanks, though,” I told them. I wanted to remain in control here.
“Let’s play a game,” Henry suggested.
“What kind of game?” I asked.
It’s not like we had Monopoly or anything sitting around.
“How about Truth or Dare?” Jeff asked.
“Yeah, let’s do that,” I told them.
Perfect. This may just go as I planned all along.
“Okay, ladies first,” Henry said causing them to both look at me.
“Gotcha. Okay, Henry. Truth or dare?”
Henry smirked. “Truth,” he said.
“Have you ever had sex with a virgin?” I asked.
“No,” he said looking curious.
Henry turned to us both and said, “Alright, my turn.”
Uh oh.
He focused on me. “Madison, truth or dare?”
“Truth,” I said innocently.
“Are you a virgin?” He asked.
I nodded yes as innocently as possible. They didn’t need to know that I’d had a plan to remedy that situation.
“No way,” Jeff uttered in disbelief. “And you’re twenty?”
“How did that happen?” Henry asked.
“You only get one question, chief. It’s my turn again.”
I looked to Jeff and said, “Truth or dare?”
Jeff smiled and said, “Dare.”
“I dare you to, uhhh,” I stammered.
I had no idea if there were limits to this game. What could I get this hot guy to do? Should I dare him to kiss Henry? How fast did I want to move this game?
“I dare you to take four shots of Jack Daniels,” I said.
Let’s start off slowly and work our way up. It’s not like I could dare one of them to let me sit on their face before we’d all gotten to know each other.
“Easy enough,” Jeff said as he moved behind the bar. He poured himself shot after shot and drank each one without a problem. Upon finishing, he slammed the shot glass on the bar and let out a quick “Woo!”
He smiled. “My turn now,” Jeff said in a quieter tone.
“Madison, truth or dare,” he asked.
“Dare,” I said, getting bold.
“I dare you to straddle Henry, rub his cock through his pants and French kiss him.”
“I think I’ll take that shot now. I need some liquid courage,” I told them as they chuckled.
Jeff poured me a shot and I downed it. “It doesn’t burn so much the second time around,” I said.