The Last American Cowboy

by Vanessa Devereaux

  I didn’t know what felt better. The combination was incredible, and if I could freeze one moment in time to live out for the rest of my life, this would be the one.

  Chapter Ten

  I cried on Blake’s chest as my orgasm took me, and I fell forward, whimpering and kissing his skin. He came soon after me, and I could hear his heart beating close to my ear.

  Boom, boom, boom.

  He rubbed my back and kissed my head.

  “I want to be inside her again,” said Josh, running his hand through my hair.

  “That okay with you?” whispered Blake.

  I nodded. “But I want you right here with me this time,” I told Blake.

  I slid off his lap, and we both stood. Josh was just slipping on a condom as Blake sat on the bed and signaled for me to bend over. I saw him nod to Josh and wondered if the two of them had orchestrated all the events for the evening.

  Josh slid his hands up and down my ass cheeks before nudging my legs apart with his foot. He put his hands on my hips and plunged into my pussy. I held Blake’s shoulders to steady myself as Josh went to work.

  I leaned in and kissed Blake as he put his hands between my legs and rubbed my clit. I groaned, moaned, whined, and even accidently bit his lip as my pussy pulsed. The sound of Josh’s balls hitting my ass made me wet and hot, and Blake’s fingers picked up intensity. These two guys were spoiling me rotten, but I wasn’t complaining.

  I arched my back when my climax struck. Josh exploded inside me minutes later, and the three of us fell onto the bed together.

  I held my chest and breathed heavily, still feeling something special going on in my vagina. “You guys, thank you so much for this,” I said, barely able to talk.

  “It’s our pleasure, too, and we have lots more in store,” said Blake.

  “You’re breathing pretty heavily. You think we should play doctors and check you out?” said Josh.

  I burst out laughing. “I haven’t played that game since I was a kid.”

  “Then it’s about time you did it again,” said Josh.

  They laid me flat on my back and kneeled on either side of me.

  “Hey, I’ve never known doctors who have checked out my breasts like this before,” I said as Blake massaged the left one and Josh the right. Each man tugged and pulled on my nipples before squeezing the whole breast then taking the hard little nubs in his mouth and sucking hard.

  “You think her breasts are okay?” asked Josh.

  “I think we’ll give them a ten,” said Blake. “Now, Ms. Spencer, anywhere in particular you’ve been having problems and need us to focus on?”

  I knew what I wanted to say and couldn’t, because I found this too funny and sexy. “My vagina’s been acting strange lately,” I finally managed to get out.

  “Let’s check it out,” said Josh. He pulled my legs apart and set the soles of my feet flat on the bed. Blake spread my nether lips, and both men sat there, looking between my legs.

  “Very red, hot, swollen, and wet. I think we should check out what’s causing it?” said Josh.

  I giggled this time as they both began touching every little crevice and my clit and circling my entrance. I wished every pelvic exam was this much fun. Two fingers slid inside me and, when I glanced down, I realized both men had contributed.

  “I think we’ve found what you need as the cure to your problem,” said Blake. “A mind-blowing orgasm. Now just relax, and we’ll take care of it.”

  I put my hands to my face and laughed as their fingers went to work. The laughter turned into panting when they pumped me hard, and it was almost too much, so I started to wiggle around and slid my feet up and down the covers.

  “Just keep still, baby, and we’ll take you there, okay?” said Blake.

  I panted, blew through my mouth, and then wham—another orgasm. “I don’t think this can get any better.” I was almost crying now.

  Blake scooted up the bed and held me. “What do you say the three of us take a nice shower to cool down and clean up a bit?” asked Blake.

  I certainly could go for that. I was hot and sticky. My pussy was drenched and needed a few minutes’ rest anyway.

  “Sure.”

  He helped me off the bed. Josh went ahead, and I could hear the shower already running before Blake and I arrived. Josh got inside the shower cubicle, and Blake held my hand as I stepped inside with him, following close behind.

  Luckily, Blake’s shower was big enough to accommodate maybe five people. I let the water hit my chest and run down my belly. I rubbed between my legs to clean up down there and hoped the water would cool me.

  “How about I wash your cocks?” I said. I reached for a sponge. I loaded it up with soap and started with Blake, making circles down his belly then rubbing it over his cock, which got hard the moment I touched him. Josh soaped my back and ass while I decided to give Blake a hand job. It didn’t take much before he ejaculated.

  “Phew, wasn’t expecting that. Thank you, baby,” he said, kissing my forehead. I turned my attention to Josh, who was rock hard—probably from seeing me go to work on Blake. It took just four passes of the sponge over his dick for him to find release, too.

  “You’ve spoiled it now. We’ll have to recharge our batteries,” said Josh. “How about you show us guys what girls do in the shower?”

  I pretended I was just going to wash myself. Yes, I teased them and saw both guys’ faces brighten up when I stood with my legs apart and brushed the sponge back and forth, passing the sponge from one hand to the other in between my legs. I groaned to give them more of a show as I let its roughness graze my clit. I let it fall to the floor, so I could bend over and give them a view I hoped they would enjoy.

  Blake slapped my ass. “You city girls like teasing cowboys.”

  I stood up and grinned at him. Blake pulled me in close as Josh touched my bottom. “How about we give you—what do the city girls call it at their spas—a Brazilian?” asked Josh.

  I looked at Blake. “Josh here said his ex got one, and she said it heightened her sexual experience.”

  “So you want to wax me down there?” I asked.

  “Shave you down there,” said Blake.

  I kissed him. “Well, as I’m experiencing lots of firsts tonight. Sure. Why not?”

  Blake turned off the shower, headed out, and then returned with his shaving cream and a razor.

  I thought I might regret it, but when Blake started to apply the cream to my pubic hair, it was a big turn-on. Josh held the razor, got down on his knees, and started to shave me as Blake kissed my neck and played with my breasts.

  “Not hurting you is he, baby?” Blake asked. I shook my head. Josh passed a damp towel across my mound and, when I looked down, every single hair was now history. “Just a more bit to go, and we’re done.” Blake picked me up.

  Josh spread a towel on the bed. Blake set me down on it, pushed my legs apart, and then lifted them up toward my chest as he applied shaving cream around my pussy and folds.

  “Shit,” I said, realizing Josh was taking away all my pubic hair.

  Blake wiped me down with a towel, and Josh got a mirror and held it for me to see.

  I hated to brag, but I looked beautiful. My clit was on display and my pussy—hey, it was a pretty good-looking one. I ran my hand over my whole area. My mound hadn’t been this hairless since before puberty, and I liked it.

  “So you want to try it out?” asked Blake.

  I ran my hand down his face. “Sure, and I want you to fuck me this time while Josh focuses on my nipples.”

  “Yes, ma’am,” said Blake.

  Chapter Eleven

  They’d been right. Either that, or Blake was becoming a master at fucking me. I climaxed hard and fast, and I’m sure everyone, despite Montana being a vast state, heard me. Of course, the hairless pussy wasn’t the only thing that might have added to my enjoyment. Josh knew what to do with a woman’s nipples while she had another guy inside her.

  “Okay, let
’s try something else,” said Blake. He went to the top of his bed, leaned against the headboard, and signaled for me to get between his legs. “Lie down, and go to work on me while Josh goes to work on you.”

  I went onto my belly and played with his balls as Josh parted my legs and massaged my ass cheeks. When I put Blake’s cock into my mouth, Josh slid slowly inside my vagina.

  My biggest fear was biting Blake’s cock when I came. He ran his fingers through my hair and shifted his butt as Josh pushed his dick higher up inside me. I wondered which one of us would come first and got the answer a few minutes later when Blake exploded into my mouth. Another first for me. I swallowed, actually enjoying the salty tang of him on my tongue. I took out his cock and rested my cheek on his belly, feeling my own climax just around the corner.

  “Relax. Relax. Breathe,” said Blake, rubbing my back.

  I dug my fingers into his arms and held on as Josh took me over the edge, and I cried onto Blake’s belly.

  He held me as Josh thrust harder on his way to finding release. When he did, he stayed inside me and rested his body on top of mine, and the three of us stayed locked together for at least a few minutes.

  “Josh has to leave in an hour, but you’re going to stay here with me in my bed all night.” I looked up at Blake, and he smiled. “So what do you think we should do as a grand finale?”

  “I don’t know how you’d top what we’ve done,” I said.

  “How about we blindfold you and let you guess which one of us is fucking you?” suggested Josh.

  “You guys…”

  “You want to or not?” asked Josh.

  “Sure. You’re the ones who will tire yourselves out, not me,” I said.

  * * * * *

  They chose a bandana to cover my eyes, and I promised them I wouldn’t cheat by peeking.

  I’d picked the missionary position to begin with. Before the first cock entered me, I was sure I’d know which guy it belonged to but, when I felt it slide in, I had no idea. They’d told me I couldn’t touch them either. So I placed my hands by my sides as whoever it was pumped me fast and hard.

  “I think this is Josh,” I said just before I climaxed.

  I’d barely had time to wonder if I was right when the second cock was inside me.

  That felt like Josh again, but I knew it couldn’t be.

  After I climaxed the second time, they rolled me over onto my belly, and I was sure it was Blake who was bringing me closer to the edge now. I screamed out and was rolled onto my side as one of them pulled my nipples and the other’s cock went deep and hard.

  By the time I was told to get up on all fours, I had no idea which one was playing with my clit and which one was fucking me.

  “Okay, guys, I give up.”

  They both laughed as I flopped onto the bed and took the bandana off. They were covered in sweat as they got down beside me.

  “That was harder than I thought. I mean, you’ve both got very distinctive cocks,” I said.

  “Shame we both can’t be inside you at the same time,” said Josh.

  I saw them look at one another.

  “Hey, no, I don’t want to do that,” said Blake. “That would mean you and me would…our cocks would touch, and no way.”

  “Me neither,” said Josh, turning away.

  I burst out laughing. Blake slapped me on the ass as I rolled over and laughed into the pillow. “And what’s so funny, city girl?”

  “You guys are.”

  “Hey, that’s how we are, and that’s how it’s gonna stay,” said Blake.

  Josh lifted up his wrist and checked his watch. “Hey, I gotta go, but it’s been fun. If you’re ever in town again, let me know,” he said.

  “Yes, nice to meet you,” I said, wondering if that was the stupidest thing you could say to a guy who you were in a threesome with. He picked up his clothes and headed out of the room.

  I leaned back against Blake, who looked pensive now as he rested his chin on his bicep and looked at me. Maybe he was just tired. I had to admit, I was.

  I ran my hand down his face, sensing all of a sudden something wasn’t quite right between us. Maybe I’d said something wrong. Maybe it was the ménage…

  “You don’t look very happy now. You want to tell me what’s bothering you?”

  “Yeah, a whole bunch of stuff,” he said, flopping onto his back and staring at the ceiling.

  “Is it me? You sick of me hanging around here?”

  “No, definitely not. Just the opposite. In fact, come here.”

  He reached his arm out to me so I could snuggle down next to him. I set my head on his chest and played with a few strands of chest hair that surrounded his nipples.

  “Did you enjoy the ménage, or is that what’s bothering you?” I asked.

  “It was fun—anything with you is fun—but shit, that was so tough on me. I mean mentally, not physically.”

  I pulled myself up, rested my head on my palm, and looked at him. “I don’t understand. I thought you wanted it as much as me.”

  He ran his hand down my face and let his index finger rest on my lower lip. “I did, and the first time Josh entered you and I watched him do it, it was a turn-on, but when he made you climax…when it was his body bringing you pleasure and not mine… Shit, I’ve never been so jealous in all my life.”

  “Oh, Blake, why didn’t you say something? Why did you let him continue to have sex with me if it upset you?”

  “I wanted you to enjoy yourself.”

  “I did, but I don’t want you to think I do this sort of thing with just anyone,” I said.

  “Hadn’t even entered my mind.”

  I set my body next to his again. Just why Josh giving me pleasure had bothered him so much, I had to know.

  “Blake, just what was it that made you so upset about Josh making me climax?”

  He ran his hand up and down my arm. “We’ve only known one another for what? Forty-eight hours?” I nodded. “I think it’s because I’m starting to have feelings for you, city girl. Does that scare you? Shit, it scares the hell out of me. I’m a forty-two-year-old bachelor who’s always loved them and left them.”

  I hadn’t seen this one coming at all. And, if I was honest, I’d fallen slightly for him, too. I mean, how could a normal, healthy woman not feel something for a handsome cowboy, who seemed like a sweet guy and was great between the covers? And him having feelings for me. Oh, boy. If he knew what was waiting for me at home… Well, that would probably send him running like his cowboy boots were on fire.

  “You don’t know anything about me other than I’m a writer for a lifestyle magazine in Boston.” That slipped out before I’d realized I’d verbalized it rather than just thought it.

  He made circles with his fingers on my shoulder. “So tell me about yourself.”

  “I’ve been married. I got divorced two years ago, and I have a five-year-old daughter.” I turned to look at him. “Still think you’re falling for me?”

  Chapter Twelve

  I’d expected we’d be asleep by now. It had passed 1 a.m., but I guessed revealing that I’d once been someone else’s wife and had a child had opened up the conversation. At least he hadn’t run or suggested I go back to my hotel room.

  “So what happened?” he asked. “I mean, why did you get divorced?”

  I stroked one side of his chest while my head rested on the other half. “I came home from work one day to find him fucking the babysitter in our bed.”

  “Geez, what a character…pretty sleazy babysitter, too,” he said, squeezing my shoulder.

  “Needless to say, I filed for divorce the very next day and asked for sole custody of my daughter who, I might add, was taking a nap in the next room while they got horizontal. The babysitter spilled the beans later and told me my husband had been giving my little girl sleeping pills, so she didn’t disturb them every time they had sex. It had been going on for a year before I caught them.”

  Blake shook his head. “For fuck�
�s sake, what type of person does that to a child? I hope you won.”

  “Yep, I have my little girl all to myself, and he only gets to see her twice a year, and it has to be under supervision. My parents look after her every afternoon when she comes home from kindergarten and times like now, while I’m away on assignments. I know they really want to retire to Florida or somewhere warm since my dad quit work last year but, until my daughter’s in school full time, they’re holding off on their move.”

  “They sound like great parents.”

  “They are. And my daughter’s the main reason I don’t date a lot, and yeah, maybe why I’ve gone a little wild here in Montana. I mean, she’s my priority, and she comes before any of my own needs.”

  Blake squeezed me again. “I can understand that. So what’s her name?”

  “Lily.”

  “Pretty name… Is she as beautiful as you?”

  “Oh, she’s much more beautiful than me.”

  “Then I’m sure she’ll break lots of guys’ hearts. I still can’t believe you have a child.”

  “Why? Because I don’t seem the motherly type?” I asked, looking up at him.

  “Nope. I’m sure you’re a great mom, but I can’t believe you pushed a kid out of your… Well, your pussy’s so tight. All the women I’ve been with who are mothers haven’t gripped my cock like yours does. I would never have guessed in a million years that you’ve given birth.”

  It was my turn to laugh. “It recovered really quickly. Do you think I’m terrible? I mean, doing all this with you…with you and Josh, and I’m also a mother?”

  “Hell, don’t even think that. You’re a human being, a woman with needs, and there’s absolutely nothing to be ashamed of.”

  I was relieved to hear that, especially coming from Blake. Yeah, you could say I’d fallen for him, because what he thought about me suddenly mattered.

  “I’m really strict about not doing anything…you know, like spending the night with a guy when I do have a date, because she’s in the house most of the time. Bottom line is I don’t have sex that often. But I guess that’s the curse of all single moms—not just me.”