by Claire Adams
Assuring that he was already better than when he arrived at the gun shop, I stood up and went to the kitchen. Chicken noodle soup would help. It had to.
As I started to gather the ingredients, I heard the doorbell ring. I walked to the front door to see Kylie waiting out front. She wore a long sleeve blouse tucked into ripped jeans, completed by cowboy boots. She was ready to hunt. And, man, was she good-looking.
“Kylie. Hey there. Come inside.” I opened the door wider and moved back.
She walked in and smiled back at me. “You okay? You look a little overwhelmed.”
“Yeah. Just trying to get some soup started for Vince. He’s not feeling too well.” I shrugged.
“Oh no.” She put the gun case down. “Let me help then. I’m a great cook.”
“Really?” Relief filled me. “Come on. I’m not going to deny the help. He’s asleep right now, but I’m hoping he wakes up a little later and eats.”
“Is it his stomach or something else?” Her voice was so soft. I couldn’t help but wonder if she knew how seductive she sounded. Was she trying? No, not with me telling her about Vince.
“Fever.” I walked into the kitchen and went to the fridge. “I think I have everything we need.”
She went through a list of items, and I pulled them from the fridge. I hopped up on the counter next to her and watched as she started to construct the soup from scratch. “You okay?” she asked.
“Oh, yeah. Sorry. Just had a long day, and then Vince getting sick.” I shrugged and forced myself not to reach out and touch her. There was something so inviting about her. “You look nice, by the way. So pretty in your hunting gear.”
She laughed, the sound warming me. “This?” She glanced down. “Okay, I’ll take your word for it.”
“Do.” I leaned back and crossed my arms over my chest. “So, Garren told me today that he has a date tonight; the idiot forgot about the hog hunting we had scheduled for this evening. I guess it doesn’t matter seeing that Vince isn’t feeling well. I’m sorry.”
“Don’t be. We can do it another time.” She turned to face me and smiled. “Besides…you’re right next door. If something goes wrong, I’ll just run over here.”
“I’d like that.” I reached out and tucked a long strand of silky blonde hair behind her ear. “And honestly, once we get the soup made, I can take you out to the barn and teach you some basics about the gun. We’ll just leave the back door open so that I can listen for Vince.”
“No, you don’t have to do that. Really. I’ll come back when the little man is feeling better.”
I wanted to fall in love. She cared more about me, or really Vince, than herself. “It’ll be fine. We’ll load the gun, and I’ll show you how to handle the weapon.”
She blushed, and I couldn’t help but wonder where her mind was. I knew where the fuck mine was. The opportunity to get closer to her was undeniable. I’d be using it to my advantage for sure.
“Okay. If it’s not too much for you, I’d like that.” She was smiling sweetly at me. No trace of disappointment on her pretty face.
I took a deep breath and stared at her, allowing myself to enjoy how much she turned me on as she worked in the kitchen. “And how about you come by tomorrow so I can teach you how to use your gun during the day? A gun range would be a perfect setting to train in, don’t you think?” I asked.
“Yeah, that sounds like a deal.” She stirred the contents in the pot as the smell of heaven lifted up around me. My stomach growled, and we laughed.
“Guess Vince isn’t the only one that needs something to eat.” I hopped down. “Let’s go spend a few minutes in the barn and then I’ll get a bowl and see if he’s up to eating something.”
“All right. It needs to cool anyway.” She turned and walked back to the living room, bending over and getting her stuff.
A groan lodged in my throat at how good she looked bent over the couch, her pretty ass in the air. I had to have her, period.
We checked on Vince and walked through the rest of the house in silence before I pushed open the back door. “Here, give me your hand.” I reached for her hand and pulled her close to my side. “It’s dark out here. I don’t want you falling in a pothole or something crazy.”
She snorted, the sound so damn cute. “Hunter Yonnie. Are you hitting on me?”
“And if I am?” I smiled over at her, not sure she could see me in the dark.
“I like it,” she whispered, and my body reacted violently. Was she innocent? I couldn’t tell anymore.
I led her around the barn to the big back door and opened it for us. A spacious area opened up in front of us where I kept all of my stuff needed for target practice.
“Wow. I’ve never thought you used this. It’s so nice.” She looked surprised, her small mouth opened in a tiny ‘O.’ Those luscious, full lips were inviting me, calling me to lean in closer. It was getting darker, but this was just perfect to hone one’s skills better. Anyway, the post lamps were bright enough to give her the light she needed. “Are you sure I can do this?”
“Yeah. After trying it, you’ll be surprised and want to do more. It’s addictive, Kylie. A lot like you.” I stopped and put the box on top of my working table, taking the gun out of its case.
“Me?” Her voice was airy, light. I decided to change the conversation. I wanted her so fucking bad it hurt, but she would have to come to me. I didn’t want to overstep any boundaries with her. Not yet at least.
She stepped to my side to watch, but I ceased the show and gave her the unloaded gun instead. “Now, show me how you hold a gun.” I wanted to see how difficult it would be to teach her the right way to handle a gun.
Surprisingly, she did a great job. She had a tight grip on the handle with both hands, her finger on the trigger. The way she held the gun, her stance, and her build made her look sultry and hot. I tried to focus, but thoughts of taking her on the table in front of us filled my head.
“Great. Now, I’ll show you how to unload the clip and clear the chamber.”
I tried to shove my lusty thoughts away, but it was fucking impossible. God, she was messing with my hormones.
She gave the gun to me to demonstrate. She nodded, her lips parted again as a content moan left her. She did that shit on purpose. Had to have.
I could feel the sweat on my forehead, making me feel the heat of the situation. I could not take my eyes off of her body. The topmost button of her shirt was open, allowing me a peek at the creamy tops of her perfect breasts. She bent a little toward the table, doing what I just did.
“Am I doing it right?” she asked, still leaning on the table. She was staring at the faraway target, but my eyes were only on her.
“Yeah, good job,” I mumbled as desire raced down my back and caused me to ache.
“How do I aim?” She smiled sweetly at me. Little did she know that I was stripping her in my mind, wanting to touch every inch of her, to fuck her long and hard until she promised to be my girl.
Fuck. What’s the matter with me?
“Nice question. Here, I’ll show you how.” I moved to press my chest against her back, forcing her to stand in front of me for the tutorial.
I wrapped my arms around her waist, my skin touching hers. My cock thickened and began to twitch, begging me to let him loose for a little while. The pressure of her round, full ass pressing against my hard erection left me dizzy.
I was sure she felt it, but I did not care anymore. Lies. She had to feel it. I was gifted with the biggest cock I’d ever seen and had been told far too many times that same truth from other women.
“Hunter,” she whispered low and soft. “What are you doing?”
“I’m trying not to strip you naked, pretty girl.” I leaned down and kissed the side of her neck. “You’re driving me wild. It’s hot as fuck in here, and I can’t stop thinking about all the things I want to do to you.”
So much for letting her come to me.
“Tell me what to do.” She turned in
my arms and pressed herself against my chest. “I’m inexperienced. Tell me what to do, and I’ll do it.” She licked her lips, her eyes wide and filled with need. “I want you too. Please.”
“Unbutton my jeans. Let’s start there.” I slid my fingers into her hair and leaned down, consuming her with a scorching hot kiss.
She began to unbutton my pants as her breathing became ragged. She pulled back from my kisses and moved to her knees. “I want to taste you.”
“Yeah, you do. Just be careful. I’m a big guy.” I touched her hair as she pulled my pants down, taking my boxers with her. My cock sprung free, all ten inches stiff and thick.
Her jaw dropped as she glanced up at me in shock.
“I know, right?” I smiled and gripped my cock, brushing the thick head over her lips. I wasn’t sure if she knew what to do, but she was a quick learner if nothing else.
Chapter Ten
Kylie
There were no words for the size of Hunter’s cock. Never in my life had I ever seen anything so big. So thick. Not even in the naughty porn movies I watched late at night by myself. My pussy contracted as I leaned in and ran my tongue over his thick head, sucking at the salty flavor of him.
I opened my mouth as wide as I could, holding his shaft as I put his head in between my lips. Struggling to wrap my mouth around him, I jerked his shaft as compensation for not taking him whole. My body screamed for penetration, but it would be my first time. I had no clue if I could fit a regularly-sized man inside of me. There was no fucking way he was fitting.
I stared at his eyes, keeping my attention on his facial expression as I sucked him. I used both hands to jerk his shaft as I flicked my tongue over his thick head. Was I really doing this? It was like every sexual fantasy I’d had was sudden coming true. He stroked my hair, gathering the strands altogether into his fist. He watched my every move as I offered him pleasure, working hard to keep my hands around his thick shaft.
As I released the head, I licked it fervently.
His precum tasted bittersweet, something that I wanted more of. He bit his lip and groaned loudly as I moved down and sucked one of his balls into my mouth. I had no clue what I was doing, but I let instinct take over and promised myself that if nothing else, I wouldn’t shy away from the moment.
He moaned loudly and pulled me up, lifting me to sit on the work table. He moved the gun and put it back in the case right before he spread my legs wide, his hands strong and possessive. He positioned himself in between my thighs, undoing the buttons of my shirt as he kissed with fervor.
His lips were hot, skilled, and well experienced. He was nibbling my lips alternately, moving from my lower lip then to the upper one. His tongue fought its way inside, pushing himself to battle with mine.
I got the chance to catch his tongue with my control and suck it furiously, emulating the long pulls I had on his cock a moment earlier. He was moaning against my mouth, his breathing turning heavy and fast as I continued dominating his mouth.
He pressed his hard cock against my soft center, teasing me with his throbbing erection. His huge cock poked my stomach, tickling me as he moved back and forth. So big and thick. I glanced down, licking my lips as he captured my face and forced me to look back up.
“You like it?”
I reached out and stroked up. “I love it.” It was excessive, insanely large. Too much for me to even try and fit inside of me, yet I was soaking wet with lust. I was going for it. Consequences be damned.
As he pulled on my lower lip, he reached around and unhooked my bra. My tits bounced, exposing me as he coveted me with his eyes. He tugged my pants down, opening the buttons and unzipping them to leave me with my tiny panties on. The front was soaking wet.
“God, Kylie. I’ve thought about this a million times. Tell me to stop.” He cupped the side of my neck and kissed me before moving down to lick at my nipples. “I want to be inside you so damn bad.”
“Don’t stop. Please?” I begged and reached between us to stroke him again. “Just be careful with me.”
He glanced up and smiled. “Is this your first time, sweet girl?”
“Yeah.” I leaned back and spread my legs wide. “I want it with you.”
“I don’t have a condom, but I won’t come.” He gripped his cock and brushed it down the side of my panties as I moaned loudly and arched my back. “I’m going to be careful, but I’m huge, Kylie. Tell me to stop if it’s too much, baby.”
“I will.” I bit my lip and watched him as he slipped his fingers under my panties and spread me open, pressing two fingers into my heat. I’d fucked myself with up to four before, so I knew it wouldn’t be too bad; at least I hoped it wouldn’t.
He pressed against me once more, his head pushing its way to nudge my drenched panties. My underwear was already soaked in pussy juices, excited about him without us starting anything yet. The anticipation of his big cock inside of me was driving me insane, making me feel nothing but heat as my passion flowed inside my veins.
He tugged my panties down and smiled. “So beautiful. Slick and wet.”
“So ready for you,” I whispered and pressed down as he ran his cock head over my swollen lips. “I’ve wanted this for a long time.”
“Such a good girl.” He smiled and pressed in, filling me with far more dick than I could handle.
I cried out and gripped the edge of the working table, preparing myself for what was yet to come.
He pulled out and ran his cock over my lips again before pressing back in a little. I couldn’t take my eyes off of his pink, throbbing cock. Ten inches and far too wide to consider measuring.
I ran my hands along his torso, pulling his gun shop’s shirt uniform up to reveal his muscular and toned body. His abs were well formed, maintained, and developed, which was an evidence of his active lifestyle. I caressed his body as he stroked my pussy lips, teasing me for a few more seconds.
“You want more?”
I moaned and forced my hips down, taking more of his thickness inside of me. “Please? I want it all.”
“Greedy little thing.” He smiled and leaned closer to me as he held my legs apart. The soft press of his lips on mine felt right. As he kept me busy on our kisses, I felt his huge, thick cock push its way into my gentle opening.
My hands seized his back, surprised by the intense sensation and pressure. So much pressure.
“Hold on, Kylie. This is going to hurt a little, baby, but it will be so good once I get past this point, okay?”
I nodded and looked up into his eyes as he thrust, driving himself deep inside of me. I screamed, but the burn faded into bliss as he massaged my tight channel with his dick.
He pushed his cock once more, struggling its way to penetrate my tight, little pussy. I bit my lip and tightened my grip as he thrust more, getting a part of his shaft inside of me. He took the advantage and moved in slow, huge motions, pushing his way deep inside of me.
I couldn’t fight the powerful sensation that washed over me. Never had I felt this way, a sublime pleasure of orgasm all at once. I felt his hands fondle my breasts, kneading them in rhythm to his thrusts. Pinching my pink nipples and seizing the plump flesh of my breasts, I could feel the wave of my orgasm building deep inside of me.
As he penetrated my pussy more, Hunter increased his speed and vigor as he fucked me. His huge, thick cock filled me, stretching me, forcing me to open up to fit him. I felt the spasm of heat traverse my body, moving its way down to my waist. I fought the exceptional sensation, but the more I fought, the more Hunter triggered the feeling to intensify.
While he kept on pumping his hips, I felt the avalanche of unexplained, strong fluids escape my body. His huge, thick cock had slid in a little deeper before he moved back, panting. I moaned and tensed up, sprinkling his body with my own orgasm.
“Fuck, Kylie. I didn’t expect that, baby. So hot.” He smiled, teasing me as he pressed back in. “Do it again. As many times as you can. I love it.”
Relief filled me,
and I kissed him passionately again, his lips moving with me in unison. His body was hot as fuck, the power of his thrusts almost too much.
I was taken by surprise when he lifted me up, putting me on my feet. My knees were struggling to maintain their balance. Thanks to the table, I could lean on it and find support for what his next move might be.
He turned me and pressed me back down, making me lean over the table with my tits pressed against it. I released unintelligible sounds as I felt his cock press at my wet entrance once again. Testing the depths of my pussy, he pushed once again.
He was barely inside of me. Half of his shaft had obliterated my base, digging it deeper to allow more of his length inside of me. Pleasure washed over me in great waves as he took his time, fucking me shallow and slow, playing with my clit with his free hand as I squirmed and whined beneath him. It was too much. He was too much. I came again, wetness dripping down my thighs as I cried out.
“Fuck, Kylie.” He pulled out, panting. “I can’t go anymore without coming, baby. Let’s stop for tonight.”
“No way.” I turned, completely ready to give him anything he wanted. “I don’t want you to stop.”
“It’s not a risk we can take right now.” He touched the side of my face, but I could see his need. Feel it. Sense it.
I dropped to my knees and pulled him close, sliding his thick shaft into my mouth. The taste of my own release raced across my tongue, turning me on far more than I thought it would.
He moaned and trusted above me until he tensed and lost himself on my tongue. I drank him down and licked at his thick, pulsing head until he stepped back, his eyes glossy, his face filled with ecstasy.
He pulled me up and wrapped his arms around me. “How the hell did all of that happen?”
I laughed. “Sorry for ruining the gun lesson tonight.” I looked at him with seducing eyes, still mesmerized by his great body, handsome face, plus his giant cock.
“You’re still welcomed tomorrow, in case you forgot. I will love to teach you how to use your gun.” He kissed the top of my head and moved back, pulling his pants back around his waist. He groaned to find out that his cock would not fit inside his jeans fully erect. I wasn’t surprised at all.
