Annie Gets Her Gunmen

by Annie Gets Her Gunmen [lit]

  The over-sized specially built wooden tub she sat in was placed strategically in the corner of her room behind a painted screen to shield her from view should anyone enter her room unexpectedly. But the truth was, she did expect somebody very soon. Actually, she expected two amazing men.

  Over a year ago, after an arduous return trip to her home town from Pine Haven, Annabel found it very easy to pack up and leave the home she’d lived in since the age of five. Dane hadn’t waited long before sending a message detailing his plan for her to move in with him. He found a place in a new city a couple hundred miles away, but still in Colorado. Since he and Garrett had already proposed marriage before they’d left the competition last year, she decided staying lonely but remaining close to the home she knew was overrated.

  She’d missed both of them less than an hour after leaving Pine Haven.

  Dane bought a large parcel of land, several hundred acres worth, and relocated a portion of his brothers’ business to Priceless, Colorado. He’d sent for her before he’d even signed the papers to make the land his. Dane trained and bred horses, just as he had in northern Colorado, and grew his expanded business in southern Colorado.

  Garrett gave up his job as sheriff of Outpost and arrived shortly thereafter. Initially, they’d set up their home in the old ramshackle ranch house centered in the middle of the property. But Dane promised her a new and bigger house.

  The new home they’d built after she and Dane had gotten married had been completed in record time. Garrett stood up with them during the ceremony as best man, but she knew they cared for her equally. Garrett was as much a husband as Dane.

  Her life was damn near perfect now.

  Situated at the foothills of the mountains, Priceless, Colorado was a great name for the town an hours ride to the north. It was small, but the folks were very nice.

  The climate was said to be very temperate and sunny for most of the year. As she hadn’t quite been here an entire year, she couldn’t confirm a year’s worth of sunshine quite yet, but she was hopeful.

  These past several months had been the most blissful she’d ever spent. Garrett partnered with Dane in the purchase of land and together they formed the Sharpshooter’s Range and Ranch.

  Last month, after returning from the annual Wyoming Territory’s Sharpshooter’s contest, they’d discussed something very near and dear to her heart. Dane suggested forming their own sharpshooter’s contest. She laughed and accused him of hating to travel so far north just to have his pants whipped off him for a second year in a row. He smiled, but declined to give any credence to her claim.

  Because the ranch he and Garrett formed was a working one, there were lots of cowboys roaming around. They were all told that Dane and Garrett were cousins. Each lived in the main house and no one knew she was shared between them. Or if they did, they kept it to themselves.

  She loved her new life as wife and lover to both men. She’d married Dane before arriving and had become Annabel Larsen, but remained equally married to both men once behind closed doors.

  Annabel stroked the warm, soapy cloth over her other leg and waited, filled with anticipation, for her two favorite cowboys to return home. Tonight they planned to celebrate a year together. In truth, each night was a celebration of sorts. Even after all this time, they couldn’t keep their hands off of each other.

  The door opened suddenly. Dane and Garrett’s simultaneous laughter caught her unguarded. Annabel dropped the soap in the water causing a distinct splash likely heard beyond her corner of the room.

  The sound of the door closing and their instant quiet, told her they knew where she waited for them.

  “My darling wife, are you in the bath?” Dane’s question carried across the room and over the screen. The mere sound of his voice made a tingle run up her spine. Her pussy clenched in desire.

  “Whatever gave you that idea?” Annabel smacked the surface of the water before plunging her fingers below in search of the slippery cake of soap.

  Two heads, one dark and one light, peeked around the corner of the screen to discover her wet, wanting and conveniently naked. Just the way she knew they liked her best. Or so they’d told her repeatedly. It was one of a few things her husbands agreed upon. They both liked to see her naked.

  Dane and Garrett regularly put up a pretense of disliking each other, but she knew they each truly shared a genuine fondness and respect for each other.

  “I love it when she waits in the bath for us.” Garrett grinned and entered the tight bathing space. There were two stools situated on either side of the tub. Each the perfect height to help wash her back…or whatever body part that needed cleaning.

  Garrett rounded the tub, leaned down and kissed the top of her head before he seated himself on one stool. Dane quickly sat in the other. With elbows resting on his knees, Dane leaned forward and kissed her forehead.

  “That’s all I get. No kiss on the mouth?”

  The two exchanged an amused glance. Dane spoke first. “You have gun oil all over your face, sugar. I kissed the only clean spot.”

  She rubbed her face with the cloth and pulled away a sizeable grease stain. She grinned. “I guess that I need help cleaning up after all. Perhaps you’ll both assist me.”

  “Sure. We can get you all clean and then we can all retire to bed.”

  “Well, it’s about time. I’ve been waiting for quite awhile now. I already had to get out and add more hot water to the tub. Where have you two been?”

  Garrett sighed. “It was my fault. Someone showed up and challenged me to shoot.”

  “Again? Who was it this time?”

  “My old deputy from Outpost.”

  Her eyebrows shot up in surprise. “He didn’t truly challenge you, did he?”

  Garrett grinned. “Not seriously. It’s sort of a joke between us.”

  Annabel knew Garrett had hated to leave his deputy behind, but told her given their life together now, retiring had been worth it.

  “Where is he now?”

  “In the guest house.”

  “Maybe we should have stayed in Outpost. Every time someone shows up from your former life, we end up giving them a job here.”

  “Problem?”

  Annabel sighed and gave him a half smile. “No. Not really. I guess I wish someone from my old life would show up. I’d love some feminine company for a change.”

  Garrett brightened. “Well, you’re in luck on that count then. Cody brought his new wife.”

  “Truly? Why did they leave Outpost?”

  Garrett sighed. “Seems lots of riff-raff gunmen were showing up in town looking for me. When he refused to tell them where I was, several of them got irate. He got tired of dealing with angry gunslingers. Plus, his wife was worried he’d get shot, so they packed up everything and came here.”

  “Lucky us.”

  “Well, lucky you anyway. At least now you have another woman on the ranch besides Maria to talk to.”

  “I’m sure she speaks English a little better that Maria, too.”

  “How is your Spanish coming?”

  Annabel shrugged. “Maria and I communicate well enough I guess, but it will be nice to talk about more than things being good or bad. I’m best at saying hello and goodbye. But that’s only works twice a day.”

  Dane dipped his hand beneath the level of water placing it on her inner thigh. He massaged her flesh lower and lower until his fingers stroked her clit. She let out a moan the moment he touched her.

  “Are you anxious for us to bathe you, sugar?”

  She nodded, unsure her voice would work. She’d been waiting for quite a while in anticipation of their arrival. Now that they were here, she wanted to leap out of the water and push them both to the wood planked floor and rip their clothing off to sate her lust with each of them.

  “You can’t imagine how much I want you to touch me.” She released another long moan when he stroked her clit again and slid his fingers inside her pussy.

  “I believe I
can.”

  Garrett took the cloth from her hand, rinsed it off in the water, and promptly washed the rest of her face. Once it was cleaned to his satisfaction, he bent down and kissed her lips. He then rinsed the cloth and started rubbing it over her breasts.

  After several minutes, she asked, “Are my nipples really so dirty?”

  “No. I just like touching them. That they’re especially clean now is beside the point.”

  Dane continued his ministrations below the water and Annabel was fast coming to a pinnacle of arousal. With Garrett also stroking her nipples, climax became an ensuing conviction.

  As if they knew she was about to sing in orgasmic bliss and wanted to arouse her further first, each of them stopped touching her at the exact same time.

  Annabel took a deep breath and screamed her frustration. “Why did you stop?”

  “Stand up. We want you sandwiched in between us with our cocks buried all the way inside your pussy and backside when you come. We really like it that way.”

  They looked so excited about the vision they’d described, how could she turn them down. She knew as well as they did that it was a glorious way to love each other. The best way. She took a deep breath and released it to get her roiling arousal under control. “Well, hurry up and get undressed. I’m about to explode.”

  She’d never seen the two of them remove their clothes so fast.

  They pulled her from the bath and didn’t bother to dry her off before each of them pushed their chests against her slick body. Garrett behind her and Dane facing her, Annabel practically purred in contentment.

  Gracefully, they danced her across the space to the bed and before she knew it, Dane had his cock between her legs. The tip of his dick grazed her clitoris and she sucked in a deep breath on the very brink of orgasm.

  “Dane, please,” she begged.

  “Sorry, sugar. Be patient. I don’t want to hurt you.”

  “You couldn’t possibly hurt me.”

  He kissed her mouth hard, sliding his tongue between her lips to take a deep taste. Meanwhile, he also pushed his cock inside her pussy as Garrett nibbled at the sensitive spot at the back of her neck. Ribbons of excitement grazed every part of her body. She was ready to burst with the need to come.

  Behind her, Garrett brushed his fingers across the tight rosette of her behind. She clenched in anticipation of being doubly filled. He stroked her back hole once again, this time with lubrication. The next sensation was of Garrett inserting his cock into her tight derrière hole. She shuddered on the brink of ecstasy as Garrett pushed his cock deeply into her rear. The penetration bordered on painful, but was over powered by his smooth slow entrance and the sensation of his entrance only galvanized her pleasure.

  The moment she was doubly filled, Dane reached between them and brushed his finger across her aching clit. The orgasm she desired slammed suddenly into her body like a surprise summer tornado. Her core stretched to squeeze both cocks as she screamed in utterly sublime and blissful release.

  Dane pushed his cock deep several more times and soon stiffened against her still slick body. Perspiration mingled with the bathwater still clinging to her skin.

  Garrett grabbed her hips and pumped his cock between her butt cheeks with gusto. The dark pleasure his action afforded made her come swiftly to another pinnacle of blissful possibilities. She moaned as another acute release captured her body in rapture. The sensation of this orgasm felt even more vibrant than the first.

  Seconds later, Garrett fairly howled his release before sagging against her. He whispered, “I love you, Annie.” His vocal adoration made Annabel tingle inside each and every time they made love.

  “I love you, too.” Dane captured her mouth is a deliciously sexy kiss. His tongue sweeping deeply between her lips, her face cradled gently in his fingertips, Annabel moaned her approval.

  These men made her life better than she’d ever expected it to be. They supported her. She loved them with all her heart and soul.

  Once they created their own private annual shooting competition, Annabel decided her life would be completely perfect.

  THE END

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