"What are you going to do about it?"
She looked directly at him.
"This..."
She undid his chaps enough so that she could unzip his jeans next and she slid them down as far as necessary with his briefs until...she saw his thick cock standing at attention...damn he had a nice one. Long and thick, dusky in color except the mushroom shaped head. Veins running down the shaft right to his public hair....she couldn't see his balls but she'd check them out later...after he won the bet for her.
She wrapped her hands around him...what woman wouldn't? It's not like she could help herself. She started stroking his shaft because she knew they didn't have much time before it was time for him to get on that bronco. Its entire length as it continued to grow in her hands, one hand riding high enough so she could rub a thumb against his sensitive head.
He groaned when she did that and his body stiffened even more in anticipation no doubt. She moved closer to him, while she continued to stroke him.
"You like that...?"
"Mmm...."
"Pussy got your tongue," she said, "Not yet....but I bet this feels nice."
He sighed as she continued making him feel good.
"This doesn't seem..."
"What Jared...you don't like it when a woman gives you a hand job?"
"I....didn't...ahh...."
She smiled at him, upping the ante with the pressure of her strokes.
"Yes Jared? Come on...this is your promissory note to go out and bust that bronco and then come back here and fuck me...as hard as you want and as long..."
He groaned and she felt his erection tense in her hands, knowing he was getting close to the edge. She stopped a moment.
"It won't...be...gentle..."
"I don't want gentle," she said, "I want you to give it to me so I can't walk. I want you to walk in here afterward and I'll be your trophy...no one has to know about it just us."
He grimaced...god he was getting close...she could feel how close...
"They'll want to have the usual barbecue..."
"Then send them to the house...once they see the food, they'll forget about everything else."
He considered that as much as a man could so close to blowing his wad.
"What are you wearing underneath...so I can think about it when I'm on Kickback?"
She paused as he waited in anticipation, smoothing out her strokes to lure him as close to the edge as she could, to draw it out...
"Bright red lacy bra and matching panties..."
He sucked in his breath and then he came...without much warning...his seed spraying one of her hands. Damn, it gave her such a rush as she still held onto him until he was spent, leaning against her. She drew her hand with his essence on it and licked it off her fingers, sliding each one in her mouth to get all of it. His pupils dilated. They just stared at each other while their breathing returned to normal.
"Damn....god damn...."
She grinned at him.
"You'd better fix your clothes...here's a towel."
She tossed him one to clean up which he did while she watched bemused. He looked like he had one hell of an orgasm and she nearly came herself just by the feel of the warm steel in her hands and his face...and how it showed his pleasure.
"What about you?"
"I'm planning on collecting later," she said, "I know you're going to stay on that horse."
He arched a brow after hitching back his clothes.
"I plan to do more than that."
She started to back away because he had to walk on out of there not acting like he'd just had gotten his rocks off with her help. But then he grabbed hold of her and slammed her against the nearest wall. His mouth pressed against hers hard and fast and sent jolts of something much stronger than anticipation through her. His tongue tasted her lips, just before thrusting in between them into her mouth.
She almost gasped as the way he moved his tongue inside of her, he was fucking her mouth with it. She wiggled beneath his hold and ran her hand through his hair. He broke for air.
"If I could, I'd mess with your clothes just enough to get my cock inside of you and fuck you right here and now," he said, "but it's going to have to wait."
She nodded breathlessly as he went to pick up his faded hat and put it on his head.
"We'd better get going or people are going to start talking."
She straightened out her own clothing and together they walked outside where a bronco waited to be ridden and a crowd of their friends waited for a good show. She knew in her gut that he'd ride that bronco for his ten seconds and then he'd ride her.
And something deep inside of her wondered if she'd just gotten herself more than she bargained for in him.
The End.
Undercover
"There is no way you're getting me to participate in this..." Katie hollered.
"Katie, come on. Please?" Brittney tried to convince her, but she didn't succeed. She sighed and shook her head.
"Really, Brittney? Just stay out of it!" Katie snapped. "I refuse to dress up in tiny bras and underwear and pose for pictures. Find a better way to catch the killer."
Garrett and Tony groaned. "Sorry, Katie, but we have to do this. He has already raped and killed 7 other women. All y'all have to do is pose for some pictures, and when he tries something stupid, we'll be there."
Katie sighed, beyond pisses. To be honest, she loved going undercover. She loved being able to express herself in various ways. The thing that was bothering her was that she was going to be half naked around Brittney... Her sexy, curvy body, and her round, tight... She blinked multiple times to get her mind back into reality.
"Katie, it can't be that bad. We will be together." Brittney tried to soothe her friend.
"That's the problem." Katie thought to herself. Sighing heavily once again, she threw her hands up in the air. "Fine. What the hell."
(next day)
When the team reached the photo shoot area, Katie and Brittney's eyes widened.
"You can't be fucking serious..." Katie yelled at Garrett and Tony as she spotted the location for the pictures. A king size bed with satin sheets. Fantastic. Brittney's heart began to beat wildly as she realized just what kind of photo shoot "this man" had in mind.
"Oh my lord..." Brittney whispered.
"Come on Katie, Britt. Just a few pictures and then it'll be over." Tony claimed.
"Maybe it won't be so bad, Katie."
Eventually hair and makeup people rushes over to them, immediately taking them in different directions to get them ready. Costume people came in afterwards. Katie was given a black, lacy bra and some matching boy shorts. Brittney was given a white see through blouse with matching panties and delicate high heeled shoes.
Both women took their kinky outfits and put them on. Brittney admired herself in the dressing room mirror and was pleased, for the getup looked great on her. The panties were small and shaped her ass nicely, her breasts looking even more perky. Katie on the other hand, was mortified. The outfit looked fabulous on her, but all she cared about was what Brittney would think. The panties cut perfectly around her rounded ass. Katie wished she was in pants.
One last glance in the mirror and Katie stepped out of the dressing room, only to have her breath swept away. "Holy shit, Brittney." She whispered. She stood a few steps away from Katie, having a last minute fix done to her makeup. Katie's eyes were locked on Brittney's body. Brittney stood, her shapely naked legs, the small heels adoring her feet. The sheer blouse allowed Katie to see her ample curves of her breasts and when a costume person pulled up her blouse up to check on her panties, Katie thought she could cum just from looking at her.
Suddenly, Katie was pulled from her thoughts as the photographer yelled and clapped his hands. Brittney turned and her breath was instantly gone. Katie was standing there, looking incredibly sexy in her lingerie.
Their eyes met and color rose to both of their cheeks.
"Okay, Katie, Brittney, on the bed ple
ase!" Both women gulped and walked slowly to the bed, sitting on opposite ends.
"Katie?" Brittney whispered. "We can do this, right? We're friends."
Katie smiled slightly. "Yes, Britt. We can do this."
"Okay." Mike, the photographer, said. "Katie in the center of the bed, on your back! Brittney, cuddle up to her side."
They moved slowly and hesitantly. Katie laid down, stiff as a board, her hands grasped tightly at her sides, Brittney half a foot away from her.
"Come on, girls! Loosen up a bit! Katie, put your hands over your head, show off those breasts of yours. Aren't they lovely, Brittney?" Brittney just nodded her head sheepishly. "Brittney, you have to move close to her, my dear. Put your hand on her stomach and look at her like you're going to ravish her alive."
Katie gulped heavily as she raised her arms about her head and watched as Brittney slid up next to her. Biting her lip as Brittney's smooth hand slid over her stomach, her hair teasing Katie's shoulder.
"That's better." Mike smirked. "Now draw some small patterns on Katie's stomach." He began snapping photos as Brittney followed his instructions. Softly dragging her fingers over Katie's taunt abs. She felt her panties dampening.
"Shit." Brittney thought. "This is NOT good." Katie's eyes narrowed a bit at her delicate touch and prayed that her heart pounding out of her chest wasn't noticeable.
"That's it, now look at each other like you're madly in love."
Brittney raised her eyes until they were looking into Katie's. Katie gasped as she saw Brittney's intense gaze. She wished she could offer Brittney words of some sort, but they failed her.
"Okay Brittney, I need you to run your leg up Katie's slowly." Mike said as he took photos of them. Brittney slowly slid her leg up Katie's until their inner thighs were pressed together.
"Oh Brittney, your ass looks lovely in those panties. Katie, lift her blouse up a bit so I can take some shots of her perfect little ass."
At this, Brittney blushes a deep shade of red and Katie smirked. "No fair, I can't see it." Both women laughed a bit at her joke.
"We'll take care of that in a moment, Katie. For right now, lift up her blouse some more and lay your fingers over her lower back." Katie bit her lip as she felt her body begin to respond.
"Great!" Mike said as he clicked away. "Alright, now Brittney, place a few kisses to her shoulder. Katie, make sure her hair doesn't get in the way."
Katie's hand slid up into Brittney's soft hair, grabbing some of it lightly and holding it back as Brittney's lips pressed softly against her shoulder.
"Perfect. Now Brittney, press your body into Katie's. She wont mind the weight, press all of yourself on her."
Brittney did as instructed, sighing almost audibly at the heat that spikes through her when she felt their breasts pressed together. Katie breathed heavily as she continued to stare into her eyes.
"Good! Now give Katie a small kiss on the cheeks." Brittney licked her lips before pressing a soft kiss to her cheek. "Katie, hold her hair back again, I want to be able to capture those lips on your skin." Once a few shots were taken, Mike spoke again. "Alright, now her lips, Brittney. Kiss her good."
Katie's heart beat rapidly as Brittney's mouth warmly covered hers. The force of the kiss caused them both to tremble.
"You two are gorgeous together." Mike commented. "Okay, lets move on."
Katie was pretty much beyond caring about what was going on. She had a half naked beauty laying on top of her. Brittney, her best friend, who she was madly in love with on top of her, kissing her. She loved Brittney and right now she could express that love with no downfall. Reluctantly, they broke apart.
Brittney smiled a small smile down to Katie as their faces were so close together. Both of them could smell the others perfume, their eyes a darker shade than normal.
Their gazing stopped when Mike spoke again. "Okay, Katie, would you mind turning away for a moment? I need Brittney to remove her blouse. Brittney, please remove your blouse and lay on your stomach."
This was insane, Brittney thought. Grabbing the end of the blouse, Brittney stripped herself of it and tossed it aside, quickly laying on her stomach. Katie happened to turn around just in time to catch a glimpse of Brittney's chest before it was gone.
"Now Katie, scoot down a bit until your head is next ti Brittney's and prop yourself up on your hand. Lovely. Now stretch that gorgeous body of yours along hers...that's it." Mike clicked away.
Brittney turned her head, watching as she slid closer, her head resting on her hand, a small, sexy smile on her lips.
"Brittney, doll, cross your legs at the ankle and raise that gorgeous ass of yours in the air." Brittney bit her lip as she did what was asked of her, praying that no one could see that her panties were completely soaked. "Now, Katie, starting at the base of Brittney's knee, run your hand slowly up her leg and squeeze that ass of hers."
"My pleasure." Katie whispered. Her fingers slid up the back of her leg until she reached Brittney's ass. Cupping it softly, Katie gave it a squeeze. Brittney's eyes fluttered at the feeling.
"Brittney, don't close your eyes yet. I need you to look at Katie, look at her like she's the only thing in the world you can see right now. Like you can't wait to do all of the dirty things you're thinking of."
It was at that moment that Katie realized they had been set up by Garrett and Tony.
Brittney gasped. She knew that this was not a real photo shoot. Glancing at Katie, she refused to put an end to it.
"Beautiful." Katie breathed softly as her fingertips stroked over Brittney's rounded ass cheeks that hung out of the panties.
"That's great, Katie. Tease her. Make her breathless."
This entire scenario was turning Brittney and Katie on like mad. Brittney couldn't remember a time when she was so aroused. Between the feeling of Katie's delicate but firm fingers caressing her skin and Mike's words Brittney felt like she was on fire with sex. Brittney was so close, fighting the idea of rolling over and begging Katie to fuck her. She wondered what Katie would do if she was to propose such a thing. She could see herself whispering in her ear. "Please Katie, please fuck me. I want you." Instead however, Brittney merely lay there trembling under Katie's touch.
"Now Katie, be a naughty girl and run your tongue up her spine. You're not fucking around anymore, you want this woman and you're going to have her." Mike encouraged. Katie moaned as she bent her body over Brittney's. Flicking her tongue out, Katie started at the top of her ass, letting her tongue drag up Brittney's entire spine.
Katie did it once more, this time running her tongue all the way to Brittney's ear lobe, nipping once at it playfully. "Oh." Brittney breathed.
"Do it once more Katie, but this time slip your fingers into Brittney's panties. Is that okay Brittney?" Mike teased them. He knew they would comply, their arousal clearly evident. "Brittney? Could Katie slid her fingers under your panties?"
"Yes!" Brittney breathed out heavily in anticipation. "Yes it's okay." Brittney wanted to be touched so badly, she was aching and soaking wet. She wanted nothing more than to feel Katie's fingers stroke her pussy, no longer caring who saw.
"Mmm." Katie moaned deeply, her voice dropping an octave. Bending her head down once more she teased the top of her ass with her tongue, just as her fingers slipped under Brittney's tiny panties. Katie felt her pussy, slick and wet. She knew Brittney would most likely be wet, but the feeling of her arousal under her fingertips was overbearing. Brittney jumped up slightly, sighing at the incredibly naughty feeling of her best friend's fingers between her legs. Katie softly stroked over her folds, moving back and forth across her pussy's opening. It was driving Brittney fucking crazy. Not being able to stop herself, Brittney grabbed the pillow above her and bit into it.
"Oh fuck." Katie moaned.
"That's right Katie. I can only imagine how good she feels, how warm and wet." Mike said, hotly clicking his camera away. "Stroke that hot pussy of hers, make it ache it feels so good." Katie continued to work her f
ingers under the small panties, stroking Brittney under her hips rose off the bed. "Ahh yes Katie, that's great. One more thing I need you to do. Stroke the hot little clit. You know Brittney wants you to, just go ahead and stroke it."
Brittney nearly came right then, hearing Mike telling Katie to stroke her clit. Raising her hips once more she encouraged Katie to do it. Katie bit her lip hotly, her fingers gliding forward until they circled around her throbbing clit. The first stroke was heaven to Brittney and she cried out into the pillow. Feeling her head become dizzy with the pleasure, Brittney held onto the pillow for dear life.
Both woman heard the silence in the room, the only sounds, their erotic pleasure and the sound of Mike's camera clicking away.
Katie's fingers still sliding over and over again around Brittney's most intimate flesh in small circles. Her touch didn't cease, never faltered, bringing Brittney higher and higher until it threatened to consume her.
"Oh God." Brittney whimpered softly as Katie flicked her clit. Wailing into the pillow, Brittney's hips flew up uncontrollably, trembling violently.
Brittney sought Katie's fingers, she wanted they deep inside of her. Katie didn't fail her, burying two fingers deep inside of her. The sudden pleasure of being filled by Katie sent Brittney into a soul-shattering orgasm. Brittney shook and cried out Katie's name into the pillow, gasping for breath. Katie was right along with her, panting hard trying to control herself.
She couldn't believe it. She had her fingers buried deep inside of Brittney's dripping pussy and she was about to cum herself. "Get out!" Katie yelled at everyone. "OUT!"
They all ran quickly, Mike snapping a few more before fleeing the room as swell.
Brittney turned around quickly, pulling Katie's fingers from her body. "Oh God, Katie." Katie peeled off Brittney's panties while Brittney lowered Katie's.
The instant Katie was freed from the confines of the panties, Brittney flipped them, sucking on Katie's pussy, tasting her. Katie screamed, already having been built up so much. "Oh fuck Britt.'
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