Karaoke at the Tumbleweed

by Carol Lynne

  Chuckling, Tag swung his leg over the bike and looked at her. “Climb on and I’ll take you for the ride of your life.”

  The heat in Tag’s eyes told Nicole he was about to do just that. She flashed him a smile and climbed up behind him. Reaching back, Tag pulled her closer to his back. “Hang on.”

  Nicole leaned against Tag’s back and her hands naturally slid to his washboard stomach. As Tag started the bike, the vibrations ran up through the seat and straight to Nicole’s pussy. “Dayum.”

  Laughing, Tag tucked her hands under his T-shirt and yelled over his shoulder. “Feels good doesn’t it?”

  “Hell yeah. I might need to get one of these just to park in my bedroom. Better than a vibrator any day.” She ran her hands over his rippled stomach and up to his nipples. This Harley was better than Spanish-fly, she thought as Tag roared out of the parking lot. Her hair blew in the early morning wind as they raced toward the shop. Nicole circled Tag’s nipples with her fingers as she scooted even closer.

  Reaching up, Tag took one of Nicole’s hands and placed it on his hard cock. Not one to let an opportunity pass her by, Nicole ran her hand up and down the huge length hidden behind a pair of faded blue jeans. Damn this man was built. Her pussy started to ache as she took her hand off his nipple and pointed to the Bait and Donut Shop at the edge of town.

  Nicole kept pointing and Tag headed around to the back of the store. He pulled up to her tiny white clapboard house tucked behind the shop. Turning off the engine and setting the kick-stand, Tag reached behind him and pulled Nicole off the bike and around to straddle his lap. He took her mouth in a lazy seductive kiss that seemed to last for hours. The longer they kissed the more clothes they seemed to lose and by the time the kiss broke, Nicole was naked from the waist up.

  Looking at her bare breasts, Tag shook his head. “Perfect.” He traced her nipples with the tip of his fingers and Nicole felt them bloom. Groaning, Tag readjusted his cock and leaned forward. Taking one of the pale pink nipples into his mouth, Tag suckled as his other hand began working on her jeans.

  Arching her back, Nicole was swept away in a world she’d never known before. Where was this passion coming from? Lonnie told her all the time she was as passionate as a nun. Well screw him, she thought. Oh wait, no, screw me.

  Lifting up, Nicole allowed Tag to take off her pants and special Saturday underwear. At least she hoped she’d put on the ones that said Saturday. Tag might have second thoughts if she was wearing underwear that said Tuesday. Tag didn’t seem to mind so Nicole figured that yeah, she must have grabbed the right ones out of the drawer.

  Nicole totally forgot what she was thinking when Tag swung his leg over the bike and stood. He quickly pulled off his tight T-shirt and shucked his jeans. The sight of his perfectly sculpted chest, sprinkled with tattoos made her mouth water. But even that was nothing compared to the site of him from the waist down. “Dayum you look good.”

  Following the thin strip of black hair that lead from his belly-button southward, Nicole gazed at the thickest cock she’d ever seen. Standing proud and leaking pre-cum, Tag’s cock was a work of art. She looked from his cock back up to his face. “Oh please tell me you have a rubber in your wallet.”

  Smiling, Tag picked up his discarded jeans and pulled out his billfold. Extracting two condoms from inside, he stuffed the billfold back into his jeans and dropped them back into the dirt. Walking back over to the bike, Tag swung his leg over and sat back down on the seat facing her. Handing her one of the condoms, he tore the other package open with his teeth.

  Nicole’s mouth watered as she watched him roll it on. Fully extended the condom only reached about halfway down his cock. “That won’t fall off will it?”

  Chuckling, Tag shook his head. “You’re safe, angel.” He patted his lap. “Come on up here and sit on papa bear’s lap.” Tag finished the sentence by holding his cock by its base and tapping it against Nicole’s stomach.

  Refusing to give him the chance to back out, Nicole launched herself at him. Tag fell backward and nearly toppled off the motorcycle seat. Laughing, he shook his head. “You’re a little spit-fire aren’t you?”

  Climbing more carefully into his lap, Nicole didn’t answer him right away. When she had her pussy poised over the head of his penis she smiled. “Get ready for the ride of your life.” Nicole sat down and impaled herself on Tag’s long, thick length. “Oh Jesus, Mary and Joseph.”

  She felt like she was being split in two. She closed her eyes and wiggled around in Tag’s lap for a few minutes trying to get stretched. “Sorry, papa bear. It’s been a long time for me.”

  Nicole put her feet down on the bike’s foot peddles and started a slow rise and fall on his cock. Tag moaned and gripped her ass in his big hands. He helped her slide up and down his length in an increasing rhythm. Moaning, Nicole panted in Tag’s ear. “You feel better than freshly shaved legs against nylon tricot sheets.”

  Tag couldn’t get close enough and changed positions, balancing Nicole’s ass on the bike seat as he continued pistoning in and out of her. “You do flatter me,” he ground out as he reached down and lightly pinched her clit. Nicole threw her head back until it slipped off the seat and cried his name as Tag continued to ride her like he was a man possessed.

  He felt sweat trickle down his back in the cool evening air. Damn, this woman was something else. No inhibitions what-so-ever as she lifted her legs higher and continued screaming his name.

  “Oh, Tag, baby, yeah,” she howled as he thrust into her so hard they both almost toppled to the ground. Nicole fisted Tag’s hair as she moved with him. This pussy was made for his cock. He’d never felt so right plunging in and out of a woman. The thought shook him momentarily until Nicole let out another round of moans.

  Smiling, he gripped her hips tighter and gave her everything he had left. The quiet night was filled with cries of ecstasy as Nicole came. Tag roared as he buried himself as deep as he could and emptied his seed into the condom. His body continued to buck as the cum was literally sucked from his body by Nicole’s grasping pussy. He pulled out as aftershocks still wracked both of their bodies and quickly disposed of the condom. “Sorry, I was afraid it would burst. I don’t think I’ve ever come so hard in my life.”

  Pulling Nicole against his sweaty chest, he ran his hands down her back. “Damn.”

  “Mmm-hmm. Come inside?” Nicole asked, hoping he wouldn’t just dump her off and ride off into the dark.

  He nodded and climbed off the bike. Picking their clothes up off the dirt, Tag found the used condom and picked it up as well.

  “Lead the way,” he said as he motioned toward the house. Nicole found her purse on the ground and retrieved her keys. Still naked, she walked toward the front door with Tag following close behind. “God, that’s a pretty ass.”

  Fitting the key into the lock, Nicole looked over her shoulder and smiled. She opened the door but before she could turn on the light Tag’s hand covered hers. “Leave it off.”

  Nodding, Nicole threw her purse down next to the door. She turned to face him, “Want something to drink?”

  “Yeah, let me use the restroom and I’ll meet you there.”

  Nicole pointed to the bathroom and bent to scoop up her dog. “This is Tink, my baby. He may be the ugliest dog in the world, but he’s my best friend.”

  Tag watched as she put the scraggily terrier outside before he turned and headed toward the bathroom to wash up.

  She was already digging in the fridge when he stepped into the bright light. Clean but tiny, the kitchen boasted what appeared to be a fresh coat of yellow paint. “This is nice,” he said as he took a seat at the kitchen table. Neither one of them seemed to care that they were both still naked.

  Leaning against the fridge door, Nicole cocked her hip and looked around at the room. “Thanks. I’ve lived here all my life. I just painted it a couple months ago. Before that it had white wallpaper with little pieces of fruit on it. My daddy said momma put it up and he didn’t
have the heart to take it down. She died when I was born.”

  “I’m sorry.” Tag looked into Nicole’s eyes.

  She just shook her head. “Well I never knew her so… hey would you like some pancakes and sausage?”

  “Sure, sounds good.”

  Before long the pancakes and sausages were done. Nicole mixed up a homemade batch of maple glaze to drizzle over the top of the pancakes. When she brought the plates to the table, Tag didn’t think he’d ever smelled anything so good. “Damn. You can cook, too. I think I’ll keep you.”

  Nicole flashed him a look that Tag couldn’t quite decipher. He didn’t know if the thought terrified or thrilled her. They ate in silence, he savoured every delicious bite. When they were finished, Nicole rose and picked up his plate.

  Reaching out, Tag gripped her wrist. “I’ll take care of the dishes.”

  She smiled at him. “Now I’m the one who’s thinking of keeping you. Around these parts, men wouldn’t be caught dead helping a woman with housework.”

  Tag stood and backed her up against the counter. “I hope you don’t see me as most men.” Lifting her up by the waist, Tag set her on the counter and pressed his mouth to hers. When Nicole parted her lips, Tag thrust inside. He tasted coffee, maple and Nicole. Yeah he could definitely get used to this.

  Wrapping her legs around Tag’s waist, Nicole pulled him even closer. “Don’t suppose you have any of those condoms left?”

  Breaking the kiss, Tag looked away and shook his head. “There’s one outside somewhere in the dirt. You want me to go look for it?”

  When he started to pull away, Nicole held him tighter and ran her hand up the length of his cock. “Maybe you could just pull out before you come. I trust you.”

  Three tiny words, yet they meant the world to him. He closed his eyes and when Nicole put the head of his cock to her pussy, he thrust in deep. “Heaven,” he moaned as he thrust in and out of her. His balls slapped the cupboard on every thrust but it was worth it, just to bury himself as deep as possible inside this amazing woman. He bent slightly and took her nipple between his teeth and bit down gently.

  “Oh God,” Nicole wailed. She threw her head back and promptly slammed it into the overhead cabinets.

  Stopping mid-stroke, Tag put his hand to the back of her head. “You okay, angel?”

  “I’m fine,” she blushed. “If you’re around me for long you’ll get used to me being a klutz. It’s kinda my trademark in town.”

  She shrugged her shoulder like it didn’t bother her. Tag saw differently. He leaned over and gave her a soft kiss before resuming his thrusts. “I like that you’re you.” Tag picked up his pace again as his hips pistoned, driving his cock in and out of her. “And I love this pussy.”

  Bracing herself, Nicole leaned back carefully and gave herself over to Tag. She’d never felt like this. Sex had always been what you do to keep your man happy. This wonderfully erotic experience was anything but a duty. She would never again settle for less than this feeling of euphoria going on inside her body. Moaning, she looked down and watched as Tag’s fat cock disappeared inside her.

  “Oh fuck you’re hot,” Tag grunted. “I’m not going to last.” He reached between them and rubbed her clit.

  The slight pressure was enough to send her over the edge in the most intense climax of her life. She screamed Tag’s name so loud she actually heard Tink howl.

  Pulling out, Tag wrapped his hand around his shaft and stroked himself to completion. “Shit!” He watched Nicole the entire time and she knew in that moment, that she’d never find another man like this one.

  Collapsing against her, Tag ran his tongue up the side of her neck to her lips. Kissing Tag was reason enough to try and keep him around. The man kissed like no one she’d ever known. He liked to nip at her lips in between tongue thrusts. It was hotter than hell to a girl that had demanded her past dates at least spit their chew out before kissing her.

  Standing straight, Tag wrapped his arms around her and tried to lift her off the countertop. “OW!”

  Tag froze and looked at her questioning. Nicole rolled her eyes and blew her bangs out of her face. “Remember me making maple glaze for our pancakes?”

  “Yeah? It was delicious by the way. Did I forget to thank you for that?” Poor Tag looked so confused.

  “No, you thanked me quite properly. The problem is that I made up the glaze right where my ass is now sitting.”

  “Okay,” Tag said still looking confused.

  Sighing, Nicole looked toward the floor. “There must have been some glaze on the counter because now I think my butt is stuck to it.” She bit her kiss swollen lower lip and looked back up at a grinning Tag. “Hey. It’s not funny.”

  “Well actually, it kinda is.” Tag stepped back and to the side of her. Bending over, he narrowed his eyes at her ass on the sticky counter. “How about some warm water? Will that loosen it up enough?”

  “Yeah,” Nicole said in a tiny voice.

  Getting a glass out of the dish-drainer, Tag turned on the faucet and waited for warm water. Filling the glass, she watched as he slowly began to pour it around where her ass sat on the counter. “I swear this could only happen to me.”

  Working his fingers under her butt cheeks, Tag grinned. “Life will never be boring with you around, that’s for sure.” He worked his fingers again, “Try it now.”

  Rocking from side to side, Nicole was able to free herself. “Thanks. Would you lift me down please? I think I need to jump in the shower before I have to head to the store.”

  Tag could tell Nicole still felt embarrassed and wanted to put her at her at ease. “Do you mind some company?”

  Nicole gave him a surprised look. “I figured I’d run you off with that last fiasco.” Tag shook his head and pulled her in for a kiss. When they came up for air, Nicole smiled at him. “I’d like very much to see you wet.”

  Just like that, Tag felt his cock stir. No woman had ever had this effect on him. He didn’t know if he’d ever get enough of her. Scooping Nicole up into his arms, Tag headed for the bathroom.

  Setting her down again, he turned on the shower and waited for the water temperature to heat up. Nicole retrieved towels from the small linen closet and set them on the edge of the sink. Tag looked at the periwinkle floral towels and then back to Nicole. “Pretty towels.”

  He could tell his compliment pleased her even though she only smiled and shrugged. This was a woman who enjoyed pretty things, even if she wouldn’t let herself admit it. Tag usually read people well and his gut was telling him that Nicole had placed a protective shell around herself. Not only was she trying to keep her heart safe but her insecurities as well.

  Pulling back the shower curtain, Tag waited for Nicole to step into the tub. Following her in, he immediately took her into his arms with his back blocking the hot spray of water. “Turn around for me.”

  Giving him a questioning look, Nicole slowly turned around. Tag knelt behind her and ran his tongue over the firm sticky cheek of her buttocks. Smacking his lips, he chuckled. “Why I believe that’s the sweetest ass I’ve ever tasted.”

  That got a giggle out of her. “Yeah I bet you never had a woman stick her butt to the counter before.”

  Licking another sticky section of her cheek, Tag pulled back long enough to answer, “If I had met such a woman in the past, I can guarantee I’d still be with her.” Afraid he’d said too much about his quickly developing feelings, Tag stood and repositioned Nicole under the spray.

  Reaching for the bottle of lavender scented Suave shampoo, Tag squeezed out a large dollop. He reached up and positioned the shower head so the water sprayed against the wall. Placing his hands in Nicole’s long brown hair, he gently began scrubbing. “I really like you. I’d like to see you again tonight.”

  With her eyes closed, Nicole reached blindly for the soap. “I’d like that too but I’m going to need to sleep some time.” She lathered her hands and opened her eyes as she began running them over his chest.
She stopped to circle each nipple and then the tattoo low on his stomach. “I suppose I could always sleep right after I close the store for the day. I don’t have any outside bakery orders to do.” She bit her bottom lip and let out a sigh as she circled his hardening cock. “I’ll be at the bar by eleven.”

  Tag repositioned the spray and rinsed her hair before starting on the conditioner. “Make sure you get a ride. I like the feel of your pussy against my back on my bike.”

  With her hair rinsed, Nicole started to sink to her knees in front of him. Reaching down, Tag pulled her back up. “No. This is all about you. Besides, I don’t have another condom handy and if you wrap those pouty lips around my cock, I’m sure to lose control.”

  Wrapping her arms around his neck, Nicole pulled his head down for a kiss. “Are you safe?”

  “Yes. I get tested regularly and haven’t been with anyone for quite some time but you don’t know me well enough to trust me yet. There’s other stuff we can do until we get to the store to stock up on rubbers.” Tag soaped his hands and began cleaning Nicole’s sweet firm ass.

  “Strangely enough, I think I’m beginning to trust you more than anyone since my daddy died. I’m not sure why that is but I’m not going to analyze myself over it. We can keep with the rubbers for now if it makes you feel better but I’m also safe and on the pill.” Nicole ended the sentence with a moan as Tag slid a slippery finger across the tight rosette of her ass.

  “That feel good, angel?” Tag applied a little more pressure to the puckered hole. “You ever been fucked in the ass?”

  “No. I’ve never done that with anyone but myself.” She looked down toward his chest, refusing to maintain eye contact.

  Tag kissed her forehead and lifted her chin with his fingers. “Talk to me. Are you telling me you use toys to fulfil your desires?”

  “Yeah. I never felt comfortable enough with someone to broach the subject of my fantasies.”

  Looking into her eyes but maintaining the pressure against her hole, Tag groaned. “Tell me your fantasies. I’ll do everything in my power to make them a reality.”