by Avery Gale, Jess Buffett, Willow Brooke, Lynn Ray Lewis, Gracie Meadows
Brett was beside himself when his little spark plug came unglued and started to ignite under his spell. What she didn’t know was that he was the one who was erupting with desire. Not once in his thirty years had a woman intrigued him, made him feel alive. His desire for her was growing and he wanted nothing more than to bury his cock deep inside her, making her scream his name. Taking sweet care of her breasts, he sucked as his hands moved down and popped the button on her jeans. Feeling her silky smooth skin mesh with her womanly hair, he pushed his hand down past her panties to rub her outer lips. She was wet and wanting more from her moans. Removing his hand, he grabbed the side of her jeans and panties and pulled them down her legs leaving her exposed for his enjoyment, and soon hers. Her gasp of surprise made him chuckle.
“Sparky, you are so fucking hot, I feel like a firecracker on the fourth of July waiting to blow up. I just gotta have a taste.” He pushed her legs apart, and he was granted access to her most intimate area of her body. He smiled at her, Candy never broke eye contact with him. He made sure she watched him as he leaned down and planted a soft kiss on her mound. She gasped, and he found this was a normal thing for her. Brett pulled her outer lips apart showing him her glistening clit sparkling with her nectar. Flattening his tongue, he lapped up the juice and watched as she moaned and her head fell back as her arms shot out and grasped hold of his hair. He continued to play with her, lick and suck her bud into his mouth. She grew wetter with each pass. Inserting one his large thick fingers, he noticed she was tight. It must have been a while since she had been with a man, and he knew he was on the larger side, and with her tiny frame, he was going to be huge.
Wanting to make sure she was ready, he pushed in two fingers and worked her weeping cunt as she moaned and thrashed her head side to side on her bed. Moving away, he kept his mouth on her as he moved his hand to pull his shirt up and off his body. He wanted to wait for his jean, because as soon as he removed them, he would be inside her the next moment. His boots came off with a simple flick of his feet.
“Tell me, baby, has it been a while since you been with a man?” He continued to push his fingers in her collecting her juices, loving the sound it made as she whimpered with need.
“Yes,” she whispered out, and suddenly his chest puffed out at the pride of being with this woman. She didn’t sleep around like the ones he was used to. He reached into his wallet and removed a foil packet showing her what he just removed. Her eyes widened as she looked at him. Leaning up and over her, he kissed her once more letting her taste herself on his tongue. Unbuttoning his jeans, he pulled them off his body allowing her to look at him for the first time. But as she looked at his manhood, he caught a sight of fear. Fear of what, his size?
“Baby, I will fit. I’ll go slowly, I promise I won’t hurt you. Just lay back and let me take care of you.” Ripping open the package, he slid the condom on his cock before rubbing himself along the cleft of her pussy, covering himself in her juices. He positioned his cock at her entrance and started to push in. She gasped as he slid in and out. Finding her tighter than he had ever felt. She groaned and he continued to move in and out inch by inch. He kissed her and her need pushed his higher as her nails started to rake over his back. She was so wet and he lost it, pushing all the way in. She cried out as he felt her walls tremble with him buried deep inside her, stretching her. “You okay?” he asked, suddenly concerned he might be too big for her.
“Fine, but you need to move. Oh God, Brett, I need you to move.” She wiggled her hips, trying to grind her pelvis against him, trying to get him to move.
The feel of her was something out of this world. Leaning over her, Brett kissed her before he leaned on one hand hovering over her, pulling himself out of her, just leaving his tip in before pushing back in. Nice and slow, he wanted her to remember him, remember the moment they were in for a long time. In, out, in, and then a roll of his hips, hitting her clit, making her cry out before she started to push out, meeting him thrust for thrust. He picked up the pace and she responded equally. No words ever spoken, just the sound of heavy breathing as their bodies collided together. Her nails dug into his back set a fire in him as he pounded into her more and more. He could feel the heat of his orgasm start to build. Looking down at this spitfire of a woman, her eyes closed tight as her head was bouncing back and forth with each thrust. Her body glistened with her sweat from their activities. Lost in sensation, he felt her tight little pussy clamp around him as she found her release, screaming his name like a prayer. He pushed in two more time before he too lost himself, exploding his seed deep inside the condom. Dropping down, he rolled taking her with him, so she lay half on him. She was asleep, and he mused at how much his little sparkplug was worn out. Not wanting to wake her, he pulled out and headed in the direction that looked like a bathroom to clean up. Flicking on the light, he went to the trashcan and noticed a tinge of blood on the condom. Shit, did he hurt her? Taking it off, he wrapped it in toilet paper before finding a rag to clean himself and one for her.
Walking in the bedroom, she was still asleep. He reached her and gently cleaned her up, noticing blood on her and the sheet. Looking down at her body, he suddenly got a sick feeling in his gut. Then like someone hit him with a two by four in the gut, he had taken her virginity. Fuck! He didn’t know what to do. Should he lay with her, talk about it, buy her a gift that says thanks, shit. He has never been in this position—ever, even when he was a virgin. Looking at her, he was resolved to at least see what she had to say. He didn’t want to be that guy, he actually liked her. Candy was nothing like what he'd thought. Smiling, he crawled in, she was on her side now, grabbing her, he pulled the covers over both of them before closing his eyes to the smell of her scent. She was something else, and he was determined to win her heart.
Chapter Five
Candy woke up feeling groggy and out of sorts, but oddly she felt sore. Trying to think about what she did, it hit her like a cup of ice water. She had slept with Brett. Closing her eyes tight, she turned her head to him, opened her eyes, and found him watching her. She didn’t know what to do. Smile, say thanks that was awesome, or what. Instead she went with what she could think of.
“Morning, sleep okay?” Smooth, Candy, smooth.
She was shocked when Brett reached over and tucked a piece of hair behind her ear. It must have fallen out while they, umm, did what they did.
“Fine, but we need to talk.”
Oh no, here it comes. She braced herself for the simple, ‘this was nice, but I think we should just stay friends’. But instead he leaned over and kissed her gently on the lips, taking her by surprise.
“First, how do you feel, are you okay?” She was momentarily thrown by his question.
“Umm, yeah, I guess, why do you ask?”
Smiling down at her, she watched as he ran his finger up and down her arm sending delicious shivers over her body. “Candy, I hope you can be honest with me. But are you…well, I mean were you a virgin?”
She felt all the blood rush to her face. She didn’t think he would notice. Sure, it hurt some, but then after she got used to it, she enjoyed all of it. But she needed to be honest, especially if she wanted to have more to do with him. Not wanting to say the words out loud, she looked down at the sheet and nodded.
Brett took her chin between his fingers and lifted her head so she was forced to look him in the eyes. “Why would you give me such a special gift? I am just so confused, even with the fact of how you are still a virgin. You are hot, sexy, and extremely smart. I would have figured men would have been all over you.”
Shaking her head, she laid back, looking up at the ceiling, wondering what to say. She didn’t like lying, so she just told him. “It’s pretty simple. I’m not the average girl. Hell, half the time men see me as a friend or their mechanic, never a woman. I don’t have boobs, I’m short, and it was instilled in me before I lost my mom that I would wait. I had a deadbeat dad from my mom’s only one night stand. Needless to say, it just never hap
pened. As for you, well, I don’t know. I didn’t want to wait, and it felt right. I’m sorry, I should have told you. If you want to leave I understand. I don’t want to make this anymore awkward than this has to be.” Rolling over, Candy waited until he left so she could shower and maybe head into work. She wasn’t scheduled but she needed something to do.
Shocking even her, she felt Brett wrap his arm around her waist and snuggle closer to her so he could whisper in her ear. “I’m not going anywhere, sparky. I wish I would had known, so I could have made it better, made is special, been gentler on you. I heard the first time could be painful, and I am sorry if I hurt you. But I’m not going to lie and say last night wasn’t amazing, because well, it was. You blew my mind, Candy. I have never met someone like you. I want to spend more time together. If that’s okay. I am not needed at the ranch, and I’m not sure what your work schedule is.” He bit the small lobe of her ear and suddenly Candy’s sore little pussy started to throb again with desire. How the hell can a man do that?
Brett waited to see what Candy’s response was going to be. He was shocked by her omission, but she had no reason to lie to him either. She might have been waiting for him to leave so she could deal with the outcome later, but the truth was he found it refreshing. She cut through all the shit people hide behind and was herself. He wanted to spend more time with her, get to know her better, allow her to get to know him too. She agreed to spend the day with him but after she took a shower and walked Doug. He offered to take care of her dog, and realized that was a smart move on his part. She smiled and seemed generally happy that he, too, cared for her giant beast. Walking into the living room after getting dressed, he found the dog standing wagging his tail. Grabbing the leash, he attached it to his collar and out the door they went. Doug barked and played before he did his business. He never had a dog growing up, and always wanted one, and getting to spend time with Doug now, he saw how much joy this gentle giant really was. Patting him on the head, they both headed inside. He found Candy pouring something into bowls. Unbuckling the leash, Doug went running into the kitchen where she laughed and bent over to give him lovin'. He liked the sight of that. Walking into the kitchen, he wrapped his arms around her tiny frame as she melted into his touch. She didn’t realizes it but already he was falling for this spunky woman.
Looking over to what she was doing, he realized she was making bowls of cereal. Laughing at her, he kissed the top of her head before heading into the fridge and pulled out the milk. Grabbing the spoons, she brought the bowls over to her table along with two cups of coffee. They both sat down to eat in comfortable silence and it felt right. It felt normal to him for once in his life. He had lived the fast life, going here and there since childhood. Nothing was permanent for him. But he could see himself making a life with Candy, and Doug. He laughed at the thought of automatically including him.
Candy smiled at him and soon the two of them started to make plans for the day.
It had been three weeks since Brett started dating Candy. He had planned for a nice Valentine’s dinner for the two of them tomorrow night. He was shocked at how quickly the time had flown by, but in reality, it seemed as if they had known each other all their life. He had spent more time at her house when he wasn’t working than his uncle’s. He had become accustom to her coming home and cleaning up. They even started cooking dinner together.
He wanted to approach the subject of them moving in together, but wasn’t sure what she thought. He knew in his heart he loved this woman, but when he had come close to saying it during a time they made love, she seemed to stiffen.
He was bound to say it tomorrow, after all, that is what Valentine’s Day was about, love. Smiling to himself, he changed into his clean jeans while she got home. Tonight was going to be a night out at the local bar, The Rehab Saloon, to meet some friends of his. He wanted to show off his girl. She wasn’t used to getting the attention that she should. He understood she didn’t have a woman around to help her, so his aunt had stepped in to help her with that. He was nervous because Candy had gone shopping and he didn’t know what to expect. She was home now, so he jumped into his truck and headed over there. He saw her truck there and his hands started to sweat like a love stuck teen. Shaking his head, he ran his hands up and down his jeans before knocking on the door. He smiled when Doug started barking and her tell him to lay down. But Doug knew it was him, and he was excited to see him as well. As the doorknob turned and the door opened, his heart dropped out of his chest. Before him stood his girl, but she wasn’t her cute little self. No, now she stood in a short jean skirt and a green top that dipped down to show off her breasts. Her hair was down and he could have sworn she was wearing some makeup. She was stunning and beautiful. But he about laughed when he looked down her legs and stopped at her feet, finding her still in her white canvas sneakers.
“Spark, damn, baby, you look hot. Hell, you were hot before, but shit, I should have brought my guns. You have to stay close to me tonight, or someone will take you away.” Still reeling, he could only think of one thing. He grabbed her and pushed his way inside the house. Doug licking and barking at him as his entrance was made. Candy responded by wrapping her legs around his waist. Kissing her, demanding her response, he tasted her. She was like hellfire and sugar rolled into one. Pushing his erection into her, she moaned. Releasing her lips, he saw her panting and leaned over to whisper in her ear, “You’re mine, baby, don’t forget it.” And to prove his point he pushed his pelvic into her open legs one more time. She moaned nodding in agreement as she muttered “yours”, back to him. Releasing her, he watched as she fixed her clothes and her hair.
“I take it, cowboy, you like the look.” She giggled at him before grabbing what looked like a new purse. He really needed to thank his aunt for helping her find herself. He would have been forever happy with her just as she was, but she seemed to be happy with herself now. They said their goodbyes to Doug and soon they were out the door.
Chapter Six
Candy was shocked when she and Brett walked into the bar and the gaggle of people came up to him, almost missing her in the process. All the men who came over to talk to him were just as tall, if not, they were still taller than her. But hell, who wasn’t. Holding onto him, she smiled as he introduced her. “Baby, this here is Mick, Teddy, and Colt. Guys, this is my girl, Candy.”
“She sure is a cute little, tiny thing. You wanna switch sides and come try out a real man, you come see me, beautiful.” The man known as Colt winked at her while the others nodded and smiled. The herd of men moved over to a round table that sat them high up. She was looking at stools in contemplation, wondering how the hell she was going to get up there with a skirt. She was happy about being girl, and she was even more excited for Brett to find out what was under it, but right now she needed to get up, without exposing herself. It seemed Brett thought of that situation as well and came behind her and lifted her, kissing her neck in the process. He put a beer in front of her and she thanked him for not getting her a girly drink. She may look like one, but she was still herself on the inside.
“So, Candy, what is it you do? Teacher, secretary, bank teller?”
“Actually, I’m a mechanic.” They all froze in mid-air to look at her.
“Like you work in the office of one?” Teddy asked.
“No, as in I own my own shop, and I have people help me fix cars. I like to get my hands dirty.” Before she could say anything else, Brett chimed in.
“That is how we met, my truck died and she came out and fixed my… What was it, baby, carburetor?”
“No, alternator.” She giggled. She knew he said the wrong thing on purpose. Soon the men started asking her questions about cars and the best way to tune them up, and if their mechanic was over charging them. Needless to say, all three men promised to bring their rides to her from now on. After her second beer, her bladder needed to be relived so she excused herself. Holding her the bottom of her skirt, she slipped off the stool, and headed into the ba
throom.
Finishing up, she washed her hands, and looking in the mirror, she fixed her hair. Two women in very little clothing came in giggling. “Did you see them? I can’t believe it’s really him. I mean, God, I thought Brett was hot before, but now he is so yummy. I can’t believe Karen is all up on him already. But hey, the others are cute too,” they said as they applied more red lipstick to their pencil lips.
She didn’t look up at them, but dried her hands and prayed the Brett they were talking about wasn’t her Brett.
Leaving the restroom and walking around the corner, she saw exactly what she had hoped she wouldn’t. A skinny ass woman all up on Brett with her arm around him and her mouth on his neck. She could see the lipstick on his cheek. As she tried to calm her rolling stomach at the hurt that suddenly hit from what she was witnessing, she walked over to the table. The other three men paused to look at her, but she only had her eyes squared on Brett, who saw her and jumped up.
“Oh shit, Candy, this isn’t what it looks like. I swear,” he said, but she turned her attention to the woman known as Karen who was eyeing her up and down before reaching over and grabbing Brett’s balls.
“Well not yet, but I am sure if we don’t leave soon, we just might fuck against the wall again. Isn’t that right, Bretty-bear?” she crooned as she licked his ear.
