A Distant Heart: A Contemporary Western

by Steedly, Arabella

  Then Violet faced Nina, cupping her breasts she bent down and ran her tongue back and forth over hard nipples. Nina moaned and spread her legs a bit, still standing there by the tub, and began carefully pleasuring herself.

  Violet raised her eyes and gazed into her sisters, and whispered, “By the time next Sunday comes, you think you will be ready?”

  Nina laughed out loud as she gently massaged her folds, and said, “Violet, don’t be ridiculous.”

  Chapter Thirteen

  A week later on Sunday afternoon, McCoy peered at himself in the mirror hanging from the pole inside his tent. After he had finished shaving he smiled at himself and licked his lips in anticipation. Violet had been so sweet to pay him a visit on the previous Monday. She had explained how she was having a nightmare about her lost love and just didn't recognize him.

  That evening her eyes had been bright, and she seemed more seductive than ever before. For the first time when he kissed her she had reached down and squeezed his cock—driving him crazy. After he had helped her into the buggy she had hired, he had hurried back to his tent, quickly unbuttoned his fly and released his sexual tension.

  He had been counting the days until Sunday. Violet had invited him to come by and meet her sister, then stay for dinner. He was hoping and praying after dinner was over and her sister had left, Violet would finally let him make love to her.

  ****

  McCoy reached up and removed his Stetson hat as he walked up the steps of the house on Primrose Street and lightly knocked at the door. After a moment or two, when no one came to the door, he shook his head and wondered if he should turn around and head back to tent city and put Violet out of his mind.

  Just as he started to turn away and head down the steps, he heard what sounded like women giggling. He hesitated for a moment. Maybe they hadn't heard his knocking. He knocked again, still no answer, so he opened the door and went inside. He heard more giggles and moans, but they weren't coming from Violet’s living room or her kitchen. They had to be coming from one of the bedrooms. He stopped in his tracks when he heard more noises of a primal nature that were confusing to him.

  He felt a curious wanting was rising inside him, and his cock was the first to respond. At first, when he entered the house he was sure anyone inside could have heard his footfalls, but a moment later he moved with stealth curious at the sounds he was hearing. Pausing outside Violet's bedroom door, he was aghast at first as he listened to the gasps, whimpers, and the sound of passionate kisses.

  McCoy recognized Violet's voice, when she said, "Oh, Nina, I think I'm about to cum..." McCoy shook his head to try to make it stop spinning, and whispered, "Nina? Violet? Oh, my Lord Nina is Violet's sister." He was burning with desire and curiosity and wondered how to let them know he was outside the door. So he peeked his head around the corner and almost creamed himself at what he saw.

  They were both on the bed with Nina's ass in the air. He recognized her delicious wet pussy. Violet was propped up on two pillows with her legs wide open—bent at the knees. She was stroking Nina's hair with one hand and squeezing her big beautiful tit with the other. Nina's face was buried between Violet's legs. As sweet as could be Violet looked up at him, and with a devious smile on her face, she crooked her finger. "Why don't you come over here and join us, McCoy."

  He stood for a moment at a loss for words. Nina and Violet were sisters—no wonder he was confused at first. He stood and watched just long enough for the cream inside him to start dripping. He could not pull his eyes away from Nina spread open there on her knees. She had the most beautiful pussy he had ever seen. But he was still craving to see Violet's since he had been fantasizing about fucking for such a long time.

  All of the sudden Nina raised her head from between her sister's legs, and turned to him with a smirk on her face, and said, "What you are waiting for, cowboy, it's your lucky day. You get to fuck two horny sisters."

  McCoy's hand fumbled to undo his belt as he kicked his boots off. With a smile on his face and an erection as hard as he could remember he widened his stance and started stroking himself. "Just let me watch you two a moment...this is a dream of a lifetime."

  Violet giggled between moans, and said, "Nina told me all about how you had satisfied her all night long…and I've been foolishly waiting...dreaming about the past. After she and I had talked, we decided we both want you." Then she brought a nipple to her mouth and encircled it with her tongue and continued, "If you can handle it."

  McCoy stopped stroking and climbed behind Nina, and said, "When I come from it’s legal for a man to have more than one woman—“I’m a Mormon. Then he smacked Nina on the ass playfully, and said, "Let me in there a minute."

  Nina rolled on her side and positioned her self so she could carefully watch what McCoy was about to do. When McCoy got a good look at Violet's snatch he gasped, and said, "You two have identical pussies.”

  "That's right, and we love to play with each other. I can't imagine not having my sister in more than one way." Violet whispered.

  Violet grabbed her knees and spread herself open wider, and said, "It's my turn. Fuck me with your big hard cock. The last time was so fast I've almost forgotten what you feel like." Violet reached up to put her arm's around McCoy's neck as he pressed his mouth to hers, as Nina helped guide his cock inside her sister.

  Then as McCoy pumped Violet's hot pussy in and out Nina sat beside them slowly fingering her nub while she watched. "Mnnnn so sweet, my Violet.” Then all a sudden Nina must have known Violet was almost ready to cum on McCoy's cock but wasn't quite there yet, so she slapped his ass and ordered, "Fuck her harder, cowboy."

  McCoy did as he was told and plunged his cock in so far he could feel his as his balls slapping against Violet’s folds. After his cock head had hit her cervix a few times, she arched her back and turned her head to one side, and whined. "Oh...yeah...oh...baby....fuck...I'm cum'in."

  At the same time McCoy felt Violet's pussy contracting around his throbbing cock, he glanced over at Nina and watched her skillfully rock back and forth while sitting on her fingers. He noticed that she had four fingers inside when she started to sing a duet with her sister. "Oh, fuck...yeah...I'm getting it…Violet...cum with me now." While Violet nipped at his ear, McCoy kept an eye Nina's pussy and exploded inside Violet thinking about how lucky he was to have two identical pussies.

  An hour or two later while the three of them lay in bed, McCoy was in the middle and had an arm around both women. Laying their snuggling with them, he whispered, "Ladies, please don't make me choose only one of you because if you do, I won’t—I’ll just move along and chock this experience up as one of a lifetime.”

  Nina raised her head off his shoulder, and said, "Cowboy, my sister and I choose you!"

  Violet snuggled up closer to McCoy and ran her hand over his belly, moving it down to his triangle and curled her finger around his black hair. "Nina and I are happy with our Sunday arrangement—we been doing it for years and are inviting you to join us. In the mean time McCoy, you and I will conduct ourselves as a couple."

  McCoy closed his arms and hugged them tightly. "Sounds like a dream to me. But I got a better idea. I’m getting tired of working for the railroad and can easily provide for all three of us. Why don’t we pack up and leave dirty, dusty Durango behind and move Utah where I can marry both of you?”

  They both giggled and kissed McCoy of opposite cheeks, and said in unison, “You got a deal, McCoy!”

  Mended Hearts

  by

  Scarlett Lake

  Chapter One

  Ava

  Oh, my God, I had to admit the place was amazing even if I wasn't in the mood for being a bridesmaid. The royal palms and the lush garden provided an air of seclusion in the middle of West Palm Beach. I was in awe over the boutique hotel resort Renee and Trey had selected as the venue for their wedding. It had everything, luxurious accommodations, a spa, three restaurants, and bars. The view of the beach was breathtaking. Honestly, I didn
't expect anything less from Renee, my best friend, and fashion designer. She and her soon to be hubby had been working on their wedding plans for months. Frankly, I was glad the big event was almost over!

  I watched as Renee's sister placed the veil on her perfectly coiffed long black hair as I fidgeted a bit. My five-inch heels were killing me already. Renee was as stunning as ever, but I wanted to roll my eyes. Honestly, I couldn't believe her wedding dress was white, white, white! Perhaps, red would be more appropriate! Oh, the stories I could tell if we weren't at her freaking wedding. With her veil in place, Renee glanced over at me and grinned. "What do you think, Ava? How do I look?"

  "Like a beautiful blushing bride," I said, and blew her a kiss. We had both come a long way from the gals who once wore sweats and jeans as college roommates. Moments later I was following her under the arbor out to the beach while a small ensemble played wedding music. Actually, I was kinda miffed since I was engaged before she was, but Trevor had turned out to be such a dick. I had to break it off with him.

  So there I was my third wedding in less than six months. I figured I was the poster girl that exemplified the old saying, ‘aways the bridesmaid, but never the bride.' Just as the wedding party formed a semicircle around the priest, I decided my pity party had lasted long enough, so I amused myself by remembering some of our sexy escapades back in our college days.

  ****

  “Did you see the new transfer student in chemistry today,” I asked Renee.

  “No. Is he cute?”

  “Fucking A,” I said, watching her draw her arms into her shirt, unhook her bra and pull it through her sleeve. I couldn’t tell you, it was a mystery to me, why she wore bras at all. Renee had perfect perky tits. Maybe I was a bit jealous, I dunno!

  “We might need to do one of our individual interviews if he pledges for our favorite fraternity.”

  “Sounds good! I hope he is well hung,” Renee said giggling.

  "That would be a plus, but Christmas is coming, and we both could use the extra cash! Those frat boys pay well for our little initiation ceremonies.“

  I stared at her, watching her lips move, but not hearing a single word Renee was saying. She pulled her hair back in a loose bun and sat cross-legged on the couch. In the process of bending forward to grab her laptop, I got a peek down her shirt. Licking my lips, I walked over, stood behind her, and started to rub her shoulders. I wasn’t surprised when she moaned in response to my touch.

  “If you keep doing that, Ava, I’m going to be too relaxed to get any studying done.”

  “How does that old phrase go, ‘me thinks thou doth protest too much?’”

  Renee giggled and relaxed her shoulders as I continued to work my magic. It didn’t take long before she gave into my desire and put her laptop on the coffee table. She leaned back, so her head was resting on the couch. I stepped over the back and sat down next to her. Renee turned to me with her bottom lip poked out. “You’re nothing more than a tease sometimes, Ava!” She tried to fake anger in her voice, but it was pointless. She knew it was a game and I wasn’t done with her yet.

  Making a circular motion with my finger, I gestured for Renee to turn around as I leaned back against the arm. Spreading my legs wide I made room for her to sit between them. It didn’t take long for her to get situated. Then my hands went back to her shoulders. She let out another small moan and arched her neck to the side. The motion exposed more of her sweet, soft flesh for me. I knew what she liked, and I wasn’t just a neck rub.

  I leaned forward, licking up and down her neck with the tip of my tongue before I placed tender kisses on her velvety smooth skin. My hands moved from her shoulders down her arms intertwining our fingers. My lips had moved from the soft and sensitive flesh of her neck to her sweet lips as our mouths devoured one another.

  Her nipples started to harden beneath my hand as I ran it across the smooth fabric of her blouse. I leaned in, found the hem, and tugged it over her shoulders. Her hard brown nipples made me so horny I couldn’t help but flick my tongue over each one. Her entire body quivered at my touch.

  Moments later, I sat up repositioning myself, so I was on my hands and knees in front of her. Renee laid her head back on a pillow. My mouth resumed its mission to pleasure her until I knew that spot between her thighs was sopping wet.

  Her eyes were hooded with desire when I ran my hand between her legs. I gently touched the crotch of her shorts before I placed my palm firmly on her mound and rubbed it up and down. Renee arched her back and lifted her hips, removing her shorts and panties in one quick movement. I gazed down at her well-groomed pussy lips. My hand moved to them immediately. After caressing her sticky lips my finger pressed her swollen clit. Renee cried out with pleasure. “Oh please, Ava, no teasing tonight. I’m begging you.” She whimpered her plea.

  Without another word, I sucked two of my fingers before I slipped them into her wet hole. I slid them slowly in and out causing her body to tremble. She arched up on her elbows, tugged and squeezed her tits, as she opened her legs wider and watched me finger fuck her pussy.

  My mouth descended onto her clit. I gave it a quick tease with my tongue before I sucked her hot nub between my lips. I looked up at her beneath my eyelashes and moved my fingers faster, and harder — massaging her g-spot. I worked her clit, flicked it with my tongue before I backed off and blew my warm breath on her sensitive skin — I knew that drove Renee crazy. I repeated the process until I felt her gripping my fingers with the tight walls of her pussy.

  She moaned then whimpered, biting her lower lip before she grabbed a handful of my hair and forced my face down into her wetness. She cried out in utter ecstasy as she covered my fingers in her hot cum. I pulled them out, sucked them clean before I moved up her body and gently kissed her.

  “Happy now? Get back to work. You can return the favor later,” I said with a wink. And she did!

  Chapter Two

  Bryce

  Wouldn't you know my weird-ass cousin would decide to get married in hot, humid Florida! And of course, all the groomsmen had to wear those damned penguin suits. Trey knew how most of us detested dressing up in a monkey suit — he didn't care. What a loser! I was glad when the dog and pony show was over so I could head back to New York City. I wasn't sure how well Renee really knew him, but I was afraid she might be in for a big surprise — their fucking marriage was a sham!

  I'll have to admit when Trey informed me a few single ladies were in the wedding party I felt less resentful — even excited. So to celebrate the occasion, I rented a cherry red Porsche Boxster 718. Now, that made my dick hard! I figured after the wedding was over I would have no trouble bedding a lady or two.

  As the guests arrived, I did my duty and escorted them to their seats. I plastered a fake smile on my face all day, but when I spotted an unusually hot chick in the ice blue bridesmaid dresses, my smile became legit. She was exactly the type I’d been hoping to meet — tall, leggy blond, big tits, curvaceous ass, and a beauty queen face. Well, you get the picture! Had I known she was in the wedding party, I would have made it to the rehearsal dinner. At least I could have sampled that hot pussy for dessert. My grin broadened as I imagined sneaking off with her once we had fulfilled our obligations. I was sure cousin Trey would be too busy mingling with his bride and his new extended family to notice what we were doing. Actually, I doubted if he cared, he would be getting laid by his cute new wife — until the fun wore off.

  In the past, I had never had a problem sneaking off with a chick for a quick roll in the hay. But there was one in particular that had gotten under my skin. Sweet Violetta and I had fucked each other crazy while we were stationed in Mosul, Iraq. But then it all ended when my tour was up, and I came home. I missed her and often wondered how she was doing.

  * * *

  Lieutenant Jackson was my ebony lover. I had wanted to take her in my arms the first time I saw her administering an IV to one of my friends in the base hospital. I had invited her out for a drink under the ruse I w
anted to thank her for helping out my buddy — half true.

  One drink became two drinks, which led us back to a storage room in the makeshift hospital — she was the only staffer that had the keys. Violetta had sworn it was safe to have sex there, so we did every chance we got.

  I'll never forget the last time we made love — at least I was. But I wasn’t so sure Violetta was making love to me or in love with my big thick dick. Back then it didn't seem to matter, in retrospect maybe it did.

  She was sitting on the counter used for sorting medical supplies. She spread her legs to let me up close to her as I cupped her chin in my hand. After stroking her full brown lips with my thumb, I said, "I'll miss you, babe." Then I unzipped my fly. “I want to give you something to remember.” As it turned out, she gave ME something to remember.

  I had been out on maneuvers for about six weeks. So I was horny as hell, just like she was. She slipped off her fatigues exposing a baby blue thong she had left on. And that surprised me. After unbuttoning her camo top she pulled off her sports bra, exposing those big purplish nipples. I caressed and squeezed them until she begged me to move further below.