by Megan West
"Ah, yes! Fuck me!" Kat screamed louder than she had ever dared and the volume of her voice only drove Jonesy to finger fuck her deeper and harder. As he drove his fingers down to the hilt he slid a third finger inside, stroking the smooth velvet of her soaked pussy, watching her grinding down hard against him as her ass lifted off the ground and her back arched.
He smiled down at her as he beckoned with his fingers, teasing that one magic button, working her, giving her exactly what she wanted. As he felt her pussy start to tighten around his fingers he smiled cruelly down at her and slowly slid his fingers away.
Silvery webbing connecting his fingers, her sweet nectar covered his knuckles as he slid them one by one between his lips, watching her face as he licked her juices. Zack was panting now, his breath coming so fast he could barely breathe. As Kat looked over at his face, the way his mouth hung open, the way his eyes glazed over she knew that it had all been too much for him. Watching another man suck his wife’s pussy juice from his fingers had pushed him over the edge.
“Fuck!” Was the one word that Zack could manage before he aimed a jet of pearly white cum in the direction of Kat’s pouting lips. Zack grunted with each following jet as they settled on to the blanket inches from her. She watched as he came undone before her eyes, she was embarrassed, watching his tiny cock in comparison to Jonesy’s spill out it’s meager contents on to a blanket. When he was drained he smiled at Kat who looked away to find Jonesy turning his attention to the sopping wet panties that were still clinging to her soaked pussy.
Zack’s breathing was labored as he sat back on the ground watching while Jonesy slid his wife’s underwear down her long legs. The warm sun felt good against her skin but not as good as Jonesy’s rough hands scraping against her. After throwing the soaked panties at Zack in a show that Kat could only describe as passive aggressive, Jonesy slowly slid his hands up the insides of her thighs.
As his warm hands traveled up, Kat could feel her heart thumping louder, her whole body beginning to ache more than it ever had, she wanted him inside her. She watched him as he suddenly jerked her thighs apart and lowered his face to her pussy, his tongue slowly tasting her with a deep and humming moan.
“I could eat you for every meal.” He said between licks of her soft pink flesh, before settling his tongue on her clit and slowly lapping at her sensitive spot, giving her exactly what she needed. Kat reached down, her hands running through his hair as she pulled him in to her, begging him to make her cum, to give her the release that she ached so badly for.
“Mmm.” The way he hummed against her made her whole body reverberate with pleasure and Kat wanted it to continue forever, but Jonesy knew what he was doing. He knew how to give just enough pleasure to keep her wanting more but not enough to give her the orgasm that she desperately craved.
As he slid his tongue over her opening with one long motion he looked up at her, “do you think you can handle my cock?” Just the word cock made her want to cum and she nodded as furiously as her already drained body would allow.
“Please!” Kat had never been the type to beg for sex—that was much more Zack’s forte. But something about Jonesy and the way he teased her made her want everything she didn't have. Jonesy smiled at her, knowing the torture he was putting her through, knowing that she couldn't take much more.
“Well, you have been a very good girl and since your husband has been such a good cowboy in training he can even watch while I fuck you like you've never been fucked before.” His smirk was unlike anything Kat had ever seen, it was enough to make her beg for his cock. He knelt between her legs, leaning over her until she felt the pressure of his huge throbbing cock pressing against her pussy lips. She knew that it wouldn't take much for him to slide inside, she was already wetter than she had ever been in her life, she was right. All he had to do was lean forward just one inch and the shaft of his cock slid deep inside her dripping wet pussy.
“Oh fuck! Oh my God!” Kat said, clawing at his sides.
Jonesy was the one laughing this time as he drove deeper inside. Her pussy rippled around his cock, she was tighter than she could ever remember being and Jonesy was feeling it. The tight velvet glove of her wetness was covering him down to the hilt now and Kat had never felt such intense pleasure.
Lifting her eyes to Zack, Kat let her mouth fall open, he had to know how incredible this felt, how much she was enjoying another man’s cock inside her. Jonesy pulled back, just a fraction but just after he did he drove forward harder than ever and buried himself down to the hilt. His hands came up to her face.
“I want you to look at me, watch me while I fuck you. Watch me while I make you cum.” Kat knew that if he continued to fuck her like this, rolling his hips, massaging her with the very tip of his dick, begging to fill her with his sticky cowboy cum that she wasn't going to have to wait long.
“Slow…you're going to make me….cum!” Jonesy smirked down at her and thrust deep.
“Isn't that the point?” As he violently bucked his hips one more time, his teeth clenched down and Kat just couldn't stop herself anymore. His shaft filled her, expanding within her and pushing her to the edge of reason, sending her falling for a moment in to nothingness.
Every inch of her body tingled and felt numb at the same moment before she felt herself beginning to fall faster and then it hit, her tight pussy clenched. She began to suck hard at his cock as her toes curled. Hot tingles cascaded down her legs as she came harder than she ever had before and she could feel him trying to fight against his own urge.
As she gave in to the most intense orgasm she had ever had, Kat knew that there was no hope for Jonesy as he threw back his head and surrendered. In a silent scream, he was frozen momentarily as she felt him pumping her full of shots of his thick goo. His feet dug into the ground for leverage as he managed to jab inside her a bit deeper, coating her insides with pearly white.
Relief took over his face only when the last sloppy load began to leak from her pussy and his shining cock slid out. Breathlessly he sat on the edge of the blanket.
"Zack...I suggest you clean my pussy so I don't ruin my panties on the ride home.” Zack said nothing and Jonesy watched surprised as he got to his feet and laid on his belly between his wife’s legs to lap up another man’s cum.
Jonesy had never seen anything quite like it but he had to admit that watching as Kat lay back with her legs spread, her husband eating his own cum from her pussy…the thought of it made him hard again. It was like having a sex slave of their very own.
He watched carefully as Zack traced Kat’s pussy lips with his tongue, cleaning every drop from the outside of her lips. Jonesy wondered whether he truly enjoyed the taste of another man’s cum or whether it was something he enjoyed because it pleased Kat, but as he looked down and saw the raging hard on that hung between Zack’s legs, there was no denying there was something he enjoyed about it.
Jonesy watched intensely as Zack slid his tongue in to Kat’s pussy repeatedly, scooping out mouthfuls of cum and swallowing. It was only when he had completed his task that he asked permission to eat her out properly. Kat told him she was tired, but if he made it quick he could pleasure himself while licking her.
Zack seemed happy with this arrangement. He started teasing his cock while he continued to lap furiously at his wife’s pussy. Kat smiled up at Jonesy, a smile that explained in one wordless sentence that this was their life. Jonesy watched them, he wondered whether there would ever be a life like that for him and then it struck him, while Zack stroked his cock and licked Kat’s sweet pussy, Jonesy squeezed the base of his cock and walked over to Kat.
“You're not that tired are you?” He flashed a smirk as he knelt down over her, his cock angled toward her mouth, the very tip touched her lips. She couldn't resist, not her new cowboy. She parted her lips slightly, the tip of her tongue probing the crown of his cock before sliding him inside her mouth and tracing his head with her tongue.
“Mmmmm…” She couldn't manage anythin
g more than a moan around his shaft. As she moaned Zack began darting his tongue faster and faster.
“You know…a guy could get used to this.” Jonesy’s voice was breathless as Kat worked him with her mouth. She smiled around his cock again before sliding his dick from her mouth for a second.
She looked up at him thoughtfully as though she had something to say, but instead of saying anything she simply puckered her lips and gave him another kiss on the tip of his cock. Zack lapped at her with one long stroke of his tongue. Her head flew back as she opened her mouth in pleasure. Jonesy wasn't about to miss an opportunity, slipping his cock in to her open mouth.
The sun had begun to set as the three began to make their way back from their horseback tour of the ranch lands. Kat was certain they would face questioning when they got back to the stables, but the place was quiet with the exception of a few lights in bedroom suites.
It was at this moment that it began to dawn on Kat that perhaps Jonesy wasn't the only one with a few tricks up his sleeve when it came to extracurricular activities with the guests. She smiled to herself as she wondered just what other types of extracurricular activities were offered at the ranch after the lights went out.
She knew one thing though, she definitely needed a warm bath to soothe her aching muscles before she found out.
Roxy’s Big Break
Roxy had always had it in her mind to make it big. It didn't matter to her that in the 1920’s the only girls who made it big, made it big for one of two reasons…but mostly just one. No, Roxy was going to break the mold, she was going to be the first, the role model for every other girl out there…she just had to get her foot in the door.
She had the looks, she stood at five foot seven and had perfect golden curls that bobbed when she walked. She had legs longer than all of the other girls in her dance class and a natural radiance that lit up the room…unfortunately so did every other girl who crossed the stage in 1920’s Chicago. Still, Roxy was sure, she just knew that somehow she was going to get her break, she was going to make it big, and she was going to find her way in.
“Yeah, sorry toots, you just ain't got what it takes.” The raven haired girl burst dramatically in to tears and stood on stage for a moment completely frozen. “Honey, move on, I got a hundred more girls like you comin’ through today.”
The girl gave another exaggerated sob before running off stage only to realize that she’d run off to the wrong side and had to repeat her sobbing jog one more time. Roxy felt sorry for her, she hadn't thought she had it though, the ‘it’ factor. She didn't quite know what the ‘it’ factor was but she knew that when she saw ‘it’ she would know. Roxy watched the raven haired girl run up the aisle of the theater, still sobbing in to her hands until she reached the doors leading to the lobby where she briefly removed them to let herself out. Roxy let out a sigh of relief when she left and turned to the girl next to her.
“Poor thing, she just wasn't ready for the big time.” The girl beside her nodded without saying a word and Roxy smiled and nodded back before turning back to the stage.
“Miss Dawn Elaine?” The same man who had driven the raven haired girl to tears called up his next victim. A young but slightly overweight brunette girl walked confidently onto the stage and ran her hands over the front of her dress.
“Darling, I'm terribly sorry, I just had a dreadful time getting here.” A young man leaned over and kissed Roxy’s cheek gently and nodded his acknowledgment to the young girl next to her. Roxy smiled at the girl.
“This is Teddy.” She smiled proudly at the air of mystery she had created around just who her boyfriend truly was. Teddy nodded again and smiled.
“A pleasure.” He turned his attention back to Roxy as he sat in a seat behind her. “I didn't miss all that much did I?” Roxy shook her head no.
“But watch this one, she is sure to be absolutely hideous!”
Teddy had always thought Roxy to be far too harsh in her criticism of other women, but he found it in himself to overlook her flaw in exchange for her good looks.
Teddy looked at his watch, he was growing impatient. Waiting was never something he had done well and being from an affluent family it was never something he had to do all that much. Roxy looked at him and rolled her eyes.
“If you are in such a hurry why don't you just go?” Teddy, shocked that he had been caught and momentarily stunned, grasped for an explanation.
“No, no, that’s not it at all!” He drew out the last word as if seeking every millisecond of time he could squeeze out. “Doll, I'm just upset that they're making you wait so long.” Roxy seemed to contemplate this for a moment, she had been one of the first to receive an invitation to try out for the part. Some of these other girls hadn't even received an invitation and here they were going before her, besides, what was their talent compared to hers?
“Well…do something Teddy.” She widened her eyes as though this was something that should have occurred to Teddy an hour ago. Teddy seemed to contemplate just what options he might have in this situation. He didn't know anyone in the theater, he didn't know anyone who could do any favors for anyone in the theater and there was only so far his father’s money could get him.
“Right dear.” He stood up, sliding his palms down the fronts of his trousers and walking towards the theater lobby. The truth was that Teddy had no idea what he was going to do, in fact the only great idea he had ever really had in his entire life was to attend his father’s garden party (which incidentally he attended every year) where he met Roxy and her parents.
The lobby was a filled with crying girls who had already been given their walking papers and Teddy found himself pushing his way through them towards the one man who looked like he knew what he was doing. He stood behind a podium with a stack of papers that clung desperately to a clipboard. Teddy walked to the side of the podium and cleared his throat.
“Excuse me old chap, you wouldn't know where I could find someone with a little know how on this shindig would you?” Teddy jerked his head back in the direction of the stage and then looked expectantly at the twenty something man with the clipboard.
"I might know a thing or two…” A girl in a dress about three inches too short tried to climb her way up the podium and made a grab for the clipboard, the man took a step back and pulled the clipboard closer to his chest.
“Boy, they're pretty desperate, huh?”
The man nodded and jerked his head to the hallway behind him with an exasperated expression. Teddy followed him in to the hallway and through a solid wooden door marked ‘Private.’
“What can I help you with?” Teddy looked the man over, unsure as to whether or not he held enough authority to help him at all.
“It's my gal, you see,” the man nodded his head knowingly, it didn't seem like Teddy was the first to come in with such a request.
“She’s here for an audition?”
Teddy nodded. “And you wanna get her a leg up?” Teddy nodded again. “You got anything to sweeten the deal for me?” Teddy wanted to ask exactly who this man was and what type of assurance he would get that Roxy would get the part but as usual, he found himself tongue tied.
“Well?”
“What …well…what are you looking for?” Teddy sounded like an idiot and he knew it. The man sat down in a chair behind the desk and kicked his shoes up on the desk top.
“Look, you don't know what kind of thing I'm on the lookout for, you ain't got nothin’ I need.” Teddy began to panic, he couldn't let Roxy down, not again.
“You've gotta help me out, come on, Roxy, she’s really got what it takes! She's gonna be huge one day, she’s gonna be a big hit I know it!” The man behind the desk stared at Teddy who had started to gesture wildly with his hands.
“Bring her in here, let me see this big hit for myself.” Teddy stopped gesturing and turned to the door, intent on retrieving Roxy for her chance to prove her worth to…who was this man anyway, he wondered. Ultimately though, he decided, it didn't really
matter, so long as he was someone who could help boost Roxy’s chances.
Roxy stood in front of the door, her hand raised hesitantly, Teddy nodded.
“Go ahead and knock, he said he wanted to see you, to see the next big hit!” That was all it took to motivate Roxy to knock against the wooden door.
“Yes?” Roxy pushed the door open just a crack in hopes of catching a glimpse of the man before he caught a glimpse of her but he had his back to the door. Teddy gave her a shove and followed her inside.
“Well, here she is, my Roxy!” The man at the desk seemed occupied but turned around after dropping a small stack of papers in to a cardboard box on the floor.
“They all look the same anyway!” He mumbled as he pressed the lid on the box tightly and kicked it under the desk. “Now…you’re the next big thing eh?” Roxy looked back at him, flashing a smile with her ruby red lips puckered and nodded.