by Lexi Hots
“Did I hear you say ‘more’?” He asked innocently.
“Yes, yes… more.” She wept. ‘Come on, Daddy… spank this bad girl.”
“Hell yeah, that’s the fucking spirit.” He roared and picked up the metal studded paddle.
Sally Mae’s shrieks rang out loudly into the night. The candles flickered, casting weird shadows all over the underground chamber. Shannon’s maniacal laughter mingled with her wails as he struck her a few more times with the larger paddle.
“Oh, fuck… oh, hell…” Sally whimpered. “I won’t be sitting down well… for a few days.”
“Yeah, you should have thought of that before being a such a sorry little brat.” Shannon panted as he wiped his brow and tossed the paddle aside.
Sally Mae glanced back at him, her eyes widening at the pulsing bulge in his leather trousers. That had to be bigger that a Colt Peacemaker. She gasped as he knelt down behind her and examined her throbbing buttocks. His thick hard fingers caressed the stinging flesh, tracing the welts tenderly. He leaned forward and kissed her tender flesh, making her jerk up.
“Oh, Daddy’s punished his poor baby doll a little too hard.” Shannon drawled sexily. “Don’t worry, little one. Daddy’s going to kiss it better.”
“Oh, Daddy… oh, yes.” She moaned, lusting for him more than ever. “Oh, please… kiss my burning ass… ease the pain with your loving mouth.”
***
“Yeah, Sally Mae… hell, yeah.” Shannon rasped, fondling her inner thighs and licking her tender behind with long strokes of his tongue, tasting her swollen flesh.
Covering the whole surface area of her wide rump with his warm soothing saliva, Shannon moved in over her dripping pussy. He stuck his probing tongue between the slit, pushing in, tasting her, savoring her. Sally Mae moaned and spread her legs wider, giving him more access to her flowing arousal. He obliged, lapping up eagerly and tickling her clit with his fingers.
“Oh, god.” She cried out. “This is even so much better than when I do it alone…”
“Mmmhh mmnnhh!” Shannon nodded his head, burying his face deeper into her burgeoning ass.
Sally Mae’s body went stiff. She felt her stomach clench and her thighs tremble to the knees. Her first orgasm at the hands and mouth of a man hit her hard. She let herself go, grasping at the chains on her wrists and feeling the waves of ecstasy cascade through her body. Surrendering to the sheer bliss of release, she wept, the mingling of pain and pleasure taking her to the heights of sensation she had never known.
Her breathing eased as the last few waves ebbed through her. Shannon moved his face away from her quivering pussy, licking his gleaming lips. He rose up and gently slid his hands along the underside of her body, cupping her firm breasts over the silkiness of her blouse. He leaned over her and kissed her neck, taking in the aroma of her hair deeply.
“Oh, Sheriff…” she moaned. “Punish me some more.”
“That was just the beginning, you sleazy varmint.” The Sheriff growled into her ear. “You’re going to choke on something you made fun of next.”
He stripped her naked with expert ease, except for her boots and undid her chains. Free of her bonds, Sally Mae rubbed her sore wrists and glared at him. He stood before her and dropped his jacket and trousers, winking at her. His thick uncut cock, all twelve inches of it, stood in full attention, throbbing invitingly in the dim candle light. Sally Mae stared at it wide eyed, sucking in a sharp breath. She looked into his intense eyes and blushed red.
“Is this hard enough for you?” Shannon asked scornfully. “Have you ever seen one this big?”
“No, never… I… I’ve never even seen any at all.” She lowered her lovely face, reddening even more.
“So does it meet your standards?” His eyebrow rose questioningly.
“I… um… I think it’s beautiful… should I…” She didn’t meet his intense stare.
“Cat got your sharp dirty tongue now, darling?” He grinned lasciviously and twitched his cock vigorously for her.
“No, fucking hell…” She had an intense urge to reach for his throbbing erection and returned his intense stare, meeting his challenge. “Hell yes, Sheriff... I want to… I am going suck your fucking cock dry.”
“Go for it, you arrogant floozy.” He thrust his hips at her.
Gently she leaned forward, kneeling down between his tree-trunk like legs. Her hands raced over the rippling hardness of his thick thighs, caressing the hairy roughness. She reached the base of his erect cock and wrapped her slim fingers gently around the thick shaft. Cupping his hairy balls with her other hand; she took a deep breath and licked her lips, hesitantly lowering her open mouth over the Shannon’s rock hard organ. Her round naked breasts swung freely as the hard rubbery density felt good inside her moist mouth. She continued to massage his big hairy testicles gently with her free hand.
He grunted deeply as she took more if his rigid hardness inside. She flared her nostrils at the musky odor of his manliness, and it made her pussy throb again. Closing her eyes, she forced the entire swollen cock down her yawning throat. She felt rapturous, her stomach fluttered and clenched as the pulsing throb between her thighs increased. Sally Mae dribbled all over the twelve inch monstrous tool as it became easier to go down all the way. Shannon’s excited groans made her sure that she was giving him as much pleasure as he had given her earlier.
“Oh, Sally Mae… there’s more to your mouth after all.” The Sheriff moaned. “You’re so good… just go on doing th… that.”
Sucking vigorously, she clamped down harder on his engorged cock and gagged. She suppressed the urge to throw up; she was not going to allow a little uneasiness discourage her. Not when she could show this arrogant asshole of a Sheriff what she was made of. But he didn’t give her the chance to, abruptly pulling his cock out of her slobbering mouth.
“And now… it’s time to execute the final term of your punishment, little floozy.” Shannon grinned and rose up.
Pushing her down to the moss covered floor of his underground chamber, Shannon twitched his erect cock inches above Sally Mae’s wet quivering pussy. It throbbed aggressively, the bulging veins quivering like little worms all over. She looked at it with a pang of fear yet shivered excitedly.
“Oh, Sheriff… you’re so fucking big… I can’t take…” She looked at him pleadingly. “Be gentle… oh, please.”
“This will hurt… quite a bit.” He smiled and tenderly brushed the bulging cock head against her tight pussy lips. “But I promise to be as gentle as a baby.”
“Oh, I couldn’t think of you as a baby.” She replied with a nervous laugh as he got into position. Her mind recoiled from anticipation to anxiety and back.
Shannon slowly pushed his thick, gleaming cock head against her tight virgin pussy. Sally Mae felt the squishy resistance of her virginity beginning to give, she gasped as sharp streaks of pain shot through her body. He gave her a reassuring smile, his dark eyes held hers with an expression that he knew what he was doing.
“Rest your fears, Sally Mae.” The Sheriff said soothingly. “You body is ready for this, more than your mind can ever be. I can tell by the way your heart is beating and your blood flowing through you.”
“How can you tell?” She breathed. “Are you some kind of shaman?”
“No, but I have learnt a few tricks from the knowledgeable Injuns I have met over the last two decades.”
“What did you learn?” She closed her eyes, breathing evenly; his voice was relaxing.
“Oh, this and that… how to read the signs, natural signs that only animal instinct can pick up...”
“Are you saying… you’re an animal?” She chuckled.
***
“We all are, Miss Parkinson, every damn one of us.” Shannon suddenly lunged forward with a forceful thrust, drilling into Sally Mae’s natural resistance. She cried out in pain as the thick cock entered hard, stretching her tenderness wide. The Sheriff ruptured her defenses in one rapid movement and plundere
d his cock down to the root. Her hot and wet tightness clenched over his hard cock, her entire body shook and she clawed at him.
“Oh God, Sheriff… it’s in… all the way in.” Her sobbing voice almost choked. “The pain… oh… I’m fucked… at last I’ve been fucked by a man… a real man…. Oh, Sheriff, you’re tearing me apart…”
“That’s right, my little trouble maker…” He said quietly, caressing her brow and flushed cheeks, smearing her tears all over. “You’ll soon feel even better… I can tell your body’s signs… it’s already alleviating the pain and elevating the pleasure.”
“Oh, Sheriff…” She whimpered. “You’re right… the pain’s lessening… and it feels good… your filthy son of a whore... do you fuck all of your lady prisoners”
“Oh, No!” He laughed aloud. “Only the ones who need it.”
“Oh, hell yeah…” She rasped, enjoying the pulsating vibe of his throbbing cock lodged inside her tight channel and forgetting the early pain. “I sure as hell needed this, nineteen and no more a fucking virgin.”
“Just as all the gals like you should be.” Shannon grunted and hovered over her, kissing her breasts and neck.
She felt full and whole; having never before experienced the pleasure of a man inside. Her slender hands wandered all over his hard naked body as Shannon kissed and caressed her aching breasts, teasing her stiff nipples with his calloused fingers. Sally Mae began to take pleasure in the slow recurring movements of his hips. She roiled her own curvy hips under him, harmonizing with his gentle strokes. Her senses came alive as never before with his rough hungry kisses on her neck and breasts, she moaned lustfully with his thick shaft inching leisurely in and out of the slick walls of her pussy.
“Oh Sheriff, your fucking cock is so big and hard…” She purred seductively. “It feels so good inside me.”
“You’re welcome, Miss Parkinson…” Shannon grunted. “We’ve got the trail set… it’s time to ride this wagon hard… take a firm hold on your hat now.”
“Oh, I haven’t got a hat, Sheriff.” She threw her sexy legs around his waist. “But you can ride me like a stage coach… all night long.”
“I intend to.” He growled and clamped down hard on her soft buttocks, squeezing them aggressively.
She felt almost all of his hard cock slide out of her. He stopped till only his cock head was nestled inside her, she felt good as he pushed all the way back in again. Sally Mae tightened her shapely legs around his hips, his thrusts lifting her butt up off the mossy ground. He increased the speed of his jerking motion. She dug her raking nails into his muscular neck and back, scratching hard. Her aching breasts yearned for his lips, nipples taut and straining. She grabbed at his head, pulling his drooling lips over her breasts to soothe her stiff nipples.
The cool moss covered ground under her pressed hard against her naked back and she felt a surge of bliss fill her from the top of her head to the tips of her toes. Her body writhed and squirmed under him as she hungrily kissed his leathery face. Shannon was breathing hard, matching the intensity of his frenetic strokes and Sally Mae loved the smooth abrasion between her slick thighs, her sexual awareness at its peak. She gave in to the urge to be ravaged, to have her young body exploited and defiled by this man; this savage, hardened lawman that drove her senses wild.
“Oh, hell yeah!” Shannon grunted with a laugh. “You’re really getting the most out of this... this little jail term.”
“Uhhh… yes, yes.” She screamed, grasping at his broad shoulders and muscular arms, “Oh, Sheriff, your punishment… is so fucking good.”
“Yes, my dear.” He nuzzled into her neck, slamming his hips against her with more force. Sally Mae’s moans and whimpers of pleasure echoed even louder all around the small chamber. A surge of exhilarating impulses set off inside her; she sensed another orgasm building up to erupt like a volcano as her body shook with anticipation.
Body wracking ecstasy exploded over her in cascading waves, taking her mind to a state of intoxicated delirium. Her swollen pussy trembled out of control, disgorging her sopping orgasm all over his thrusting cock. She shook violently against him, clawing at his chest and arms, shivering and sniveling and laughing all at once. Shannon laughed with her and relentlessly kept on pounding his hips into hers. Sally Mae felt his cock swelling to an even bigger size as it squelched through her mind numbing orgasm. She held her legs around his waist, whimpering as he lifted her up to meet his downward action.
Shannon’s dense muscular body glistened in the candle lit glow with perspiration. His body heat permeated into hers, and Sally Mae let her mind at ease. The orgasm had taken her on a flight of intense pleasure she had never before known. She felt lighter, as if she could float away and she caved in, feeling aroused all over again. She wanted more, and even more. Sally Mae wriggled her body under him, his foot long cock widening and twisting inside her. She sensed yet another orgasm beginning to rise inside and gave in to her body’s need, letting herself go. Shannon’s thin, rough lips closed over hers, his tongue dancing with hers, mingled with their saliva . His passionate kiss triggered her impending release. Her entire body shuddered with the force of her orgasm and she hugged him hard. His cock surged inside her, swelling up further as she felt herself stretched even more.
Grabbing onto her possessively, Shannon energetically pumped away at her. His breathing grew short and his brow dripped wet with perspiration. Sally Mae ran her hand over his brow as her orgasm sent shivers all through her body. She whimpered, moaned, sniveled and wept; a curse on her lips with every breath. He grunted hard, pressing down on her, she felt his body weight bear down, leaving her breathless.
“Oh, angel of heaven… here I come…” Shannon’s high pitched moan echoed around the chamber as he held her close, trembling and twitching against her.
Sally Mae’s green eyes went wide, her tortured pussy throbbed uncontrollably. The hot rush of his explosive orgasm deep against her sent her mind into a spin. She felt a jolt with every burst of his release and yet she savored the sensation. The intensity of his explosive orgasm triggered her fourth shuddering release. She came hard all over his ejaculating cock, her hands shivering and clawing at his bare back and naked hairy butt.
Shannon kissed her on the mouth, sucking her lower lip. His rough hands tenderly caressed her breasts and belly. They lay in each other’s arms as the last few drips of his love sauce trickled down her thighs. She clenched her pussy and squeezed down on his cock, amused as she continued to milk him dry. With a deep sigh of satisfaction he gently exited her and rolled onto his back. She leaned up on one elbow and gazed at his smiling face.
“That was the best jail term ever, Sheriff.” She gushed. “Are you going to extend my sentence?”
“I already have,” He said, smiling. “By nine months.”
“What?” She didn’t quite understand.
“You’ve been sentenced to nine months of labor.” He whispered.
“You mean… you’ve… I’m with child.” She sounded incredulous. “How the fuck can you possibly tell?”
“By the beating of your heart, the throb of your pulse and the way you breathe.” He smiled an closed his eyes. “Old Injun mumbo-jumbo.”
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TEMPTATION TALES
Story 67
There was a need for women in this town, an area dominated by men who often had no choice but to share their women or else live a life of solitude. Thankfully the need was identified and a shipment of women from other countries was on its way. The transaction was simple: women in exchange for tobacco – a keen commodity around the world. There was still not going to be enough women for the men in the town, but despite this the town was buzzing with excitement. Many men, those of higher ranks, were given the option of ordering their bride well in advance. The year was 1886 – a year that Prince Albert James Highmore would never forget.
Albert was one of the ‘lucky’ men that were to receive a bride soon. Thi
s was a decision made by his parents who felt that it was about time that he settled down and continued with the family name. Albert had protested as soon as he had found out what their plans were for him but they had simply shaken their heads and told him that the decision had already been made and that the plan was already being implemented.
Just as this woman would have no choice but to be his wife, it looked as if he would have no choice but to be her husband. He didn’t understand why he had to get married. After all he was only twenty two years of age but they had insisted and said that it was important for him to settle down and start a family. Once again, as with so many other things in his life – the decision was always theirs over his own. He wondered when he’d be able to start making his own decisions in life.
