by Alexa Aaby
Hannah looked confused. Shaking her head, she said, “I don’t follow.”
“Oh, but you will real soon. Don’t blame yourself. It’s just that you’re a city girl is all, used to big city ways. You just happened to find yourself smack dab in the middle of a place where life moves along a bit slower, a bit smoother. We’re cowboys, Hannah. We like wide open spaces and taming beautiful, wild creatures.”
“What are you trying to tell me, Luke?”
He looked her square in the eyes and said, “Hannah, he was with her last weekend.”
Instantly, she detected a feeling of irritation, almost anger in her gut. “What? Who was he with?”
Slowly licking his lips, he answered her. “Out there in the middle of nowhere, under the clear blue sky, his hands moving all over her fine body, hiking her skirt up to her waist…”
Her heart started to pound, her blue eyes became wide. “What the hell are you talking about, Luke?”
“I could tell she wanted him in the worst way. When he opened her blouse and started sucking on her big, healthy tits, she threw her head back in ecstasy.”
Hannah could feel the blood rushing to her face, the back of her throat becoming dry as Luke continued on with his story.
“Yeah, it was something to see all right. He ate her pussy like it was a fresh, ripe peach. His head was buried deep between her legs. I bet she was soaking wet—”
“I’ve heard enough. You need to stop now,” she told him, feeling absolutely humiliated, getting to her feet to refill her glass.
“Oh, but I’m not done just yet!” he yelled behind her. “I know that she was into it just as much as he was. You see, she practically ripped his jeans off. Boy, did she have some skills. She was handling his hard dick like it was the last one she’d ever touch, stroking it and licking it. For a minute there, I thought she was going to suck it clean off of him.”
Returning to the sofa, she sat down and took another drink from her glass while he walked off, headed to the bathroom.
Hannah didn’t know what to do. Her mind scrambled for answers. Luke was describing their sex in vivid detail. Chance had to have told him about their sexual encounter. Worse yet, could Luke have been out there somewhere watching the whole thing unfold?
A few minutes later, he walked out of the bathroom into her kitchen and filled his glass again.
From the kitchen counter she heard him say, “The blow job she gave him was one of the best I’ve ever seen. He practically shoved the entire length of that monster down her throat, and she never missed a beat. I could tell she loved every minute of it, I mean you did. You put a real hurting on him, girl.”
Hannah was in a state of virtual shock. The words rolling off of Luke’s tongue were so embarrassing to her. She felt paralyzed, frozen to her seat. She wanted to throw him out of the apartment, but it was something about the way he described her sexual romp with Chance, the way in which his deep voice picked apart every steamy moment of their interlude, that seemed to soothe her.
When he took a seat next to her again, she stared into his dark, mischievous eyes and asked, “Why? Why are you telling me all of this?”
After downing the beer, he placed the mug on the end table and knelt in front of her.
“I wanna be straight with you, Hannah. You have to understand—like I told you before, Chance and me, we are the best of friends. We’re closer than a lot of real brothers. We have to be. Every day, we put our lives in each other’s hands. He’s got my back, and I’ve got his…and we share everything.”
She almost choked on her wine. “What do you mean you share everything?”
“Do you think for one minute I would be here if I didn’t know that Chance was all right with this? You are so sexy, Hannah…so beautiful, and we’re gonna share in that beauty. I wanted you since the night I came to your door. I wanted to fuck you then, and I damn sure want to fuck you now.”
“This isn’t right. Why would you two do this?” she asked as a tear rolled down her cheek.
Luke leaned forward and licked the tear from her face before kissing her soft lips. “You thought Chance would be the gentle one didn’t you? Don’t judge a book by its cover, Hannah. Take a moment to open it and look inside,” he said, placing her hands on his jeans to feel the stiffness of his cock. “I know what you think of me, but you really don’t know me. In fact, you don’t know me at all. Tonight, I’m gonna show you exactly who I am and what I can do.”
Managing to muster a bit of courage, she said, “I don’t want to listen to another word of this. I think you need to leave.”
Ignoring her request completely, he pulled off his T-shirt and whispered to her, “Feel me, Hannah. Can’t you tell how much I need you? I watched him fuck you with his big dick. Well, let me tell you, mine is just as big, and I want you to know what it feels like to have it inside of your sweet, tight pussy.”
While she tried her best to fight off his advances, his words melted away at her resistance. He was smooth and tender so much so that when he lifted her shirt and pulled her tits out of her black lace bra, she settled back against the sofa, allowing him to suck and lick her pink nipples until they were standing at attention.
“Oh, I was so right about you, girl. Your body was made for fucking.” He squeezed her firm breasts, fingering her nubs. “You know what, Hannah? Your pink nipples are as big as erasers and they’re just as hard. You’re going to make me come in my pants if I don’t take my dick out. I can feel it throbbing against my leg. It’s painful, Hannah. Are you going to help me?”
He applied the right amount of pressure to her breasts, gently squeezing them together, running his tongue over each nipple until her clitoris started to throb just like his cock.
Hannah couldn’t stop what she knew was about to happen. Her willpower was gone. She was like putty in his strong, soothing, experienced hands.
“Remember when you asked me if I was playing with you?” he asked.
“Mmm, I remember,” she replied softly.
“Beg me to do it. I want to hear how much you want me to play with you, Hannah.”
“Please, Luke, I want you to play with me,” she said.
“Are your panties wet, Hannah?”
“Yes, they’re really wet, soaking wet.”
“Do you want me to touch you down there? Should I play with your wet pussy?”
“Yes.”
“If I do as you ask, will you return the favor, baby?” Luke asked, whispering into her ear again.
“Ooh, yes, I will. I promise.”
Hannah quickly raised her bottom, and Luke peeled her out of her leggings. He pushed the black thong she was wearing to the side, exposing her plump, hairless cunt. Taking his time, he licked her outer lips and then spread them open, exposing her deep pink, inner lips and her fast-swelling clitoris.
“Your pussy looks real tasty. I can tell your clit wants to be licked. It’s practically begging for some of my hungry tongue. What do you think? Should I do it?”
Looking down at him, kneeling between her legs, she said, “I think you should. Lick my clit, Luke. Lick it, please.”
The touch of his tongue flicking wildly, forcing pressure against her hard bud, shot spasms of pleasure across her pelvic region, spreading throughout her entire body. At that moment, nothing in the world mattered except for his tongue, forcing her to the brink of an electrifying orgasm.
“Oh, no, pretty baby, you’re not coming yet. We’re gonna take our time and do this right.” Getting to his feet, he opened the top of his jeans. “I’ve got you started. What I need you to do is the rest.”
With lust-filled eyes, Hannah unzipped Luke’s jeans and pulled them off of him. The wet spots of pre-cum that stained the front of his black boxer briefs indicated to her that he was about to fuck her seven ways to Sunday. She was ready for that. As soon as she had stripped him out of his underwear, he positioned his cock to her lips.
“Remember, slow and steady wins the race,” he said, sliding t
he large helmet of his shaft across her lips, glossing them with his wetness. “Open up and say ‘ah,’” he instructed.
Parting her pouty lips, Hannah slowly extended her tongue, swirling it around his cockhead, licking the sensitive V underneath. She took her time to gently suck the head into her mouth while he held the thick, hard shaft in his hands.
“You pretend to be really good, but you’re secretly a nasty girl, Hannah. This country boy loves watching you pleasure his big dick. I’m about to find out just how much of this well-fed prick you can stuff into your mouth. I want you to deep throat my cock ’cause I need to thrust it in your mouth, and I need to watch. It makes me so hard to watch. And you’re gonna touch yourself. I want to see you play with your hot snatch while you suck me off.”
His mere words caused her juices to flow freely. Spreading her legs open, she began to finger herself for him, her clitoris still visible, swelling in size, eager to engage, wanting more.
Luke pumped his dick into Hannah’s mouth until the head reached the back of her throat. Suddenly, he increased his thrust, his ample manhood growing even larger.
Not one to be outdone, she was determined to match his motion with her own. The harder he pumped his penis into her mouth, the harder she sucked on it. It felt so good, so right, that her clit started to vibrate against her touch.
“Oh, yeah, that’s it, baby, keep fingering your clit for me and sucking on my big dick. It feels so fuckin’ good!” he cried out.
His words were so raw, so sexually stimulating, that she quickly fingered herself to a riveting orgasm.
“Aah, ooh, yes, yes!” she shouted.
Witnessing her climax, Luke said, “That’s my girl. That’s very good, Hannah. I like watching you come.”
The taste of his cock mixed with her saliva was so succulent that when he pushed himself down her throat she didn’t hesitate. She kept sucking him intensely, refusing to relent. His cock was huge, but she wouldn’t stop until she tasted his salty, creamy cum.
He pumped and pumped his prick into her mouth until the all-consuming urge to fill it with his cum overtook him. He released his load in a violent burst of semen that shot to the back of her throat, spilling into her mouth until it subsided.
“Damn, you’re hot! Fuck me! No wonder Chance can’t get enough of you. You’re the best. Whew!” Luke shouted, plopping down on the sofa next to her.
Hannah was speechless, having just swallowed a load of his cum. She had never experienced such an intense orgasm from masturbating before. He really knew how to turn a girl on. She was amazed by Luke’s sexual power over her, how he could make her do whatever he wanted just by asking…just like Chance could.
The sudden realization sent Hannah’s blood pressure rising to new heights. Wiping her mouth, she asked, “What is this, Luke? What kind of a game are you and your trusty sidekick playing with me, huh?”
Still breathing heavily, managing to produce a sly smile, he asked, “Well, Ms. Larkin, whatever do you mean?”
“Don’t try to bullshit me, Luke. You know exactly what I’m talking about. I refuse to be a pawn in some sick game you and your best bud have conjured up!”
Smirking at her, he said, “See what I mean? You fast-talkin’ city girls are all the same. You come to a small town like Sherwood Falls and think you own everything and everybody in it. I guess you can see now that it’s just not the case.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Hannah said, shaking her head.
“Oh, but I think you do, Ms. Larkin. In a matter of a few days, you’ve managed to convince my boss that parading his best men through the glossy pages of a beef-cake calendar is the best idea since the discovery of fire.”
“What? I think you’ve lost your fucking mind, Luke. Is that why you came here tonight? To teach me some kind of a lesson for daring to step into your precious guarded territory? Is that what this is all about, you Neanderthal?” Hannah shouted, getting to her feet.
“Where do you think you’re going?” Luke questioned.
“I’m not going anywhere. You’re the one who’s leaving. Get dressed and get out!” Hannah yelled.
“You really don’t want me to do that, do you? I just gave your pouty mouth a really good fucking. Now, like Chance, I’m a Southern gentleman, born and raised.”
“Big deal…so what?” Hannah asked.
“Well, Ms. Larkin, it means that we finish what we start,” Luke replied, jumping to his feet, scooping her up into his arms, and carrying her into the bedroom.
Chapter Four
The next thing Hannah knew, Luke tossed her on top of the plum-colored comforter of her queen-sized bed. She watched him strip naked, exposing his tight abs and strapping, muscular frame. He looked like a Greek god towering above her, his big cock and balls rounding out his beautifully sculptured physique.
The sight of him made her weak, but she was determined to fight off his advances. She was disgusted by the words they had just exchanged, but he looked so incredibly sexy, standing there stroking the length of his smooth shaft, making it hard for her, so hard that she watched pre-seminal fluid leak out the tip of his fat helmet.
Hannah began to wonder if she had bitten off more than she could chew. In a little over a week, she’d found herself smack in the middle of two gorgeous men, both of whom wanted to make her theirs. How could this have happened? They were both so sexy and devoted to her, but she couldn’t very well have both of them…could she? And now, just like Chance, Luke was making her doubt her feelings, her better judgment.
With his hard manhood sticking straight out in front of him, he climbed onto the bed and spread her legs. Hannah gave up her fight. She proceeded to unsnap her bra, freeing her bountiful tits. For the two lovers, it was playtime once again.
The touch of his tongue sliding against her smooth, hairless pussy lips was tantalizing. He wasn’t in a hurry. He used his thumb and index finger to separate her slick lips, uncovering her aroused clit. He began licking her exposed bud in rapid succession, flicking his tongue against it until it grew beyond the safety of its fleshy hood.
“Oh, Hannah, I’ve uncovered your buried treasure. You’ve hidden away such sweet treats down here.” After licking her inner lips and flicking his tongue against her clit again, he said, “I’m going to make you come so hard, you’re gonna wanna faint.”
The words he spoke were overpowering and seductive, though beneath the surface, they held a deeper meaning. She knew he was so in control of her body, of her emotions, that she could do nothing but submit to him. She had become a slave to his love, to his touch, to his command.
“I want you to play with your tits, Hannah. Pinch your hard, pink nipples for me, baby.”
She obliged him, pulling on her hard nubs until they sat up at attention.
“Your breasts are so big and perky. I know you can suck on them. I want to watch you suck those big titties for me.”
“Luke, I don’t—”
“Yes you do, and you will. It turns me on. Suck them for me, Hannah, do it now.”
She did as he demanded. Taking hold of both her breasts, she took turns sucking each nipple into her mouth as he watched.
“Yeah, that’s it, baby. You look so good licking and sucking on your own tits. It makes my cock pulsate every time you do it.”
Straddling her torso, he stroked his cock, jerking it back and forth. It was so hard that she thought he would come on her belly, but he seemed to be in complete control of himself. She could tell he was in a state of absolute ecstasy, stroking his shaft harder and harder. He simply refused to ejaculate.
“Lick them, Hannah. Stick out your tongue and lick them for me. I want to see them dripping with your saliva.”
His words were so erotically stimulating that her clit throbbed each time he spoke. If she had pressed her legs together, she knew she would have come, but like her delicious lover, she wanted the moment to last.
When her pink nipples and areolas were saturated and gliste
ning, he retrieved a small bottle of baby oil from her nightstand.
“Chance told me he thought you hadn’t been fucked in a long time. I bet you use this to pleasure yourself, don’t you?” he asked, dripping the oil into her cleavage. “I’m gonna use it now to lube you up. I want to fuck your big tits.”
Hannah was taken aback by Luke’s request. She had never been tit fucked before. His request to do so was the first time she had ever considered such a thing. It was going to be a new experience for her.
After her breasts were well oiled, he slid his cock in between them. She pressed her mounds together, enveloping his shaft inside them. He started tit fucking her, bracing his body with his left hand pressed against the bedroom wall and massaging his heavy balls in his right hand.
Hannah was swept up in his sexual fury, aiding him by squeezing her tits tighter and tighter around his dick, licking and sucking the head of his cock until, without warning, he started spewing his thick, warm juice all over her mouth and cheeks.
“Oh, shit, I’m coming!” he shouted. Suck my dick, baby. Empty my shaft!”
She proceeded to gently suck the last drips of creamy cum from his cockhead.
“Holy fuck, girl,” was all he could say before collapsing on the bed next to her.
Hannah got out of bed and walked into the bathroom where she rinsed her face with warm water.
“You have got to be the fuck of the century,” Luke told her, his legs spread open, allowing his cock to rest atop his thigh.
She returned to the bedroom, a peculiar smile perched upon her lips. “We’re not done yet. I want more,” she said, mounting his body.
Luke stared into her eyes. “What have I done? I think I’ve created a monster.”
“Oh, you should’ve been careful what you wished for because you’re about to get it,” she replied, straddling his torso, grinding her vagina against his semisoft prick.
Gently squeezing her breasts, he began fingering her nipples. When they were hard again, he sucked them into his mouth, taking turns rolling his tongue around each areola.