by Hawke, Jessa
“Oh yes,” Bell moaned. “Yes, fuck me harder. Fuck me harder while he fucks you in the ass. Fuck me baby! Fuck me harder! You know how much I love it. I know you know how much I love it. So please, fucking fuck my ass! I need you to fuck me harder, I really do. I can't have it any other way. Harder! Harder!”
In an effort to fuck her harder both men were thundering away at the asshole in front of them. Dillard wasn't going to last much longer though, Jerry could tell by how hard Dillard's cock was.
“Oh fuck, I'm going to come,” Dillard said. “I'm trying not to but I'm going to come anyway. Fuck!”
Jerry could feel Dillard coming inside of his ass and it made him come.
“Fuck! Now I'm coming!”
Bell just moaned as her ass was filled up with his spunk. She loved it and kept bucking her hips back into him long after he'd stopped coming. Then they all crawled onto the bed and fell asleep together.
A knock at the door woke up Jerry. He got up quickly from bed and answered it. The other two were still out and he made sure not to wake them by slipping out in the hall to talk to the people gathered there.
“Hello, my name is Sheriff Pat,” Pat said.
Pat and Jerry went way back. They'd been hating each other ever since Pat first came to the front range a few years ago to be a law man after not being able to cut it out east or down in Arizona.
“I know who you are,” Jerry said.
“Well that's good because it makes things a hell of a lot simpler,” Pat said. “I'm here to get you folks the fuck out of here before anything else happens that disturbs the peace. I know that you think that you can run around my state just shooting at people and doing whatever you want, but that just isn't the case anymore. The front range is growing, and unless we keep stuff like this to a minimum it won't have room for people like you or me. I know that sounds crazy, but I swear that is what's happening.”
“A second ago you were acting like you didn't know me,” Jerry said with a sarcastic voice.
“Don't think I won't knock you out for being a dumb ass,” Pat said. “And yeah, I'm an asshole sometimes. I guess you'll have to get over it.”
“Let me grab my people and we'll be out.”
Jerry slipped back in the room and found the other two already dressed. They all exited and headed down to Sheriff Pat's caravan of stagecoaches and posse of people out front of the hotel. Once all three of them were safely in a stagecoach they looked back at the hotel as they rolled away form it. Bullet holes peppered the building’s facade, which was funny because Jerry didn't remember seeing any muzzle flashes.
“Dillard . . .” Jerry started but trailed off.
“I didn't see any muzzle flashes either,” Dillard said. “Makes me wonder if they don't have some kind of muzzle devices that mask the flash, or maybe they were shooting through blankets or something that would hide the flash and muffle the noise but would allow the bullet to pass through.”
After that all three settled into a brooding silence as they slowly passed through Denver toward the bank. It wouldn't be long now, Jerry though, and hopefully all of this would be behind them. Or would it all be behind them? Just as Sheriff Pat had just pointed out, the front range was growing and leaving people like him and Dillard behind. Maybe the future that was in front of them had to do with protecting banks and people like Bell. Maybe this was the first step down a road toward a sustainable future instead of a future that was obscure through gun smoke and whiskey filled fever dreams. He wasn't sure though. It all seemed a little too good to be true, that he and Dillard would just be put out to pasture at a bank. Surely the bandits would hit the bank, and then what? Then would the bank employees help them repulse those that would come aboard and steal, or would the bank employees be too afraid to do anything and just watch as Dillard and Jerry were killed in front of the.
Jerry tried not to think about the future as the stagecoach made its way through town. All he thought about was what was right in front of him, Bell. Bell was an utterly beautiful woman. She was smart too, and great in bed. Pretty much everything that Jerry had always wanted. He never thought that he'd end up asking a woman that he and Dillard had both just fucked out on a date, but here he was, about to.
“Uh, Bell . . .“ Jerry started and stopped.
“Yes Jerry?” she replied.
“I was wondering, after the ribbon cutting thing today, or whatever goes on, if you were busy tonight. Or if you had any plans or anything like that.”
Bell looked like she didn't know what to do at first. It was probably a first for her as well, that a man that had just shared her with another man would then try to spend time with her in a romantic sense after that.
“Well, I guess, nothing really . . .” Bell trailed off this time.
Jerry wasn't sure what to say, so instead he switched seats so he was sitting with Bell and held her hand. She kept looking out the window nervously. Jerry glanced back at Dillard who gave him a knowing smile. Pat had been right, the front range was growing smaller and Jerry wanted to get out of the game they were playing. He wanted to cash out and be with a beautiful woman and keep Dillard as a friend. He hoped Dillard would understand, already knowing that he would. Hell, Jerry figured, Dillard will probably want to come with me!
The bank was starting to sound less of an option in his head as they approached it, and could see it with their eyes. There were other things they could be. They could be policemen for all anyone here was concerned. They pretty much were already, even if it was just by happenstance and nothing else that drove them to do what they did. When they got to the bank everyone gathered around to watch Bell cut the ribbon. Right before she cut it she paused and smiled big at Jerry.
Afterward there was a party, and the rest of Bell's and Jerry's life together. Dillard and Jerry would become officers of the law after that, and their reputation would help keep the front range peaceful for decades to come. The bank prospered and in turn brought a great economic boom to the area. Everyone was happy, especially Sheriff Pat. Without Jerry and Dillard running around stirring everything up trouble could be handled at the old Sheriff's pace, which was one that went slow but never stopped.
THE END
Diane thought about the trip that she was taking with the office folks by the lake. She was new in the company but had not really been looking forward to the trip. It was meant to be some sort of team building weekend event and being the big bodied woman that she was, it did not make her very comfortable, although she had to admit that there were quite a few hot guys at the office that she surely wouldn’t mind getting her hands on. At twenty-two, Diane Miller was a marketing executive with one of the most successful media companies in Miami, although she had been at the company for less than a month. She was really enjoying her time at the Pinewood Media Company and was especially fluttered by all of the handsome young guys that worked there, although she knew that they would probably never want anything to do with a bigger woman like her, preferring the other model-like women that were in plenty.
Sitting up on her elbow on the bed, she looked over at Andy, her boyfriend, still sleeping soundly with a stupid grin on his face. He was probably grinning because of all the love making they’d done through most of the night. He was a good guy. They met while they were still in college, and the one thing that she always liked about him was the fact that he had an insatiable appetite for sex and a remarkably big cock to go with it. Diane had an aggressive appetite for sex too, and it had begun back in the day when she was nineteen, and one of her father’s friends had taken advantage of them being alone and seduced her. His name was Mario, and she had known him from when she was a very young girl, and as she had transformed into a teenager, her body beginning to transform into a woman,
It seemed like as soon as she turned nineteen, she noticed Mario starting to look at her in strange ways, and many a time when nobody else was looking, she would find him staring at her breasts longingly. To her surprise, this would set off a spark wi
thin her, since she also found him sort of attractive. He started giving her a lot of attention and even started buying her somewhat extravagant gifts. His attention came at the right time, because most of the guys during her freshman year at college had considered her a fat slob, ignoring her and even making fun of her at times. One afternoon she went to Mario's place after he invited her over to get some movies that he had rented. When she got there, his wife was not around and he was scooting around in boxers, a thick hard love rod in his pants forming a tent within as soon as she walked in the door. She had felt an overwhelming sense of arousal, one that she had never experienced before, coursing through her body, and she had found herself getting wet in all the right places, her body beginning to throb with desire.
“Mario, umm, are you a little excited?” she asked, her hands trembling as she pointed at his crotch as he sat on the couch next to him.
“This joystick, honey, is the key to pleasure, come on, touch it,” he said, moving closer to her and taking a hold of her hand to place it onto the thickness, rubbing it over the pecker.
“Mario…” she muttered, her blood rushing through her body like a race car.
“It is okay, honey, touch it, do you like it?” he asked, and Diane could barely think straight as she nodded, her whole body alight with fire, a fire so intense she felt the need to have the cock inside her right away, breaking all the rules. She wanted it to break her virginity and pleasured her all the way into womanhood.
She slipped her hand into the waist of the boxers and wound her fingers around his cock, her fingers barely able to circle it, as she began jerking it up and down, wondering how it would feel inside her pussy.
“It is so big,” she said breathlessly as she rubbed her thumb over the tip, spreading the precum that had built on the slit over his sensitive skin.
“I want you,” he said, moving even closer to her and easing his hand under her skirt, pushing it in between her thighs and further up towards the most sensitive spot of her body.
Diane's fleshy thighs were trembling as she parted them wider to give Mario better access to her pussy, knowing very well that her panties were soaking wet with her love juices. She felt his fingers rubbing over her panties, massaging her pussy lips and sending excitement throughout her sex. She felt as if she was going to faint when she felt him pulling aside the crotch of her panties, just as his hand slipped past them, his finger pushing into her sensitive entrance.
“Ohhh!” she groaned as he leaned his head towards her and fused his lips onto hers, kissing her passionately, massaging her lips with his as his finger began rubbing over her throbbing clit in circular motions.
Diane felt herself losing all of her inhibition as she surrendered to the man old enough to be her dad. To her, age did not matter; the only thing that mattered was that he desired her and was dying to make love to her, transform her into a real woman even though she was still relatively young and vulnerable. She pressed her body closer to his, kissing him deeper as she intensified the jerking of his dick, while his finger dived deep into her love slit. He began fingering her hard and fast, the first man to ever touch her sensitive spot, and she closed her eyes and listened to the pleasure she was feeling. Mario hooked his finger as he pulled the finger out, and she felt it touching a very sensitive spot within her folds. She moaned into his mouth as his finger brushed over her G spot, the heat within heightening. Suddenly, Diane felt a knot forming in her belly, and her pussy contracted over the finger within as she climaxed, Mario being the first person to ever make her come.
“Oh my God, I'm coming, I'm coming!” she said as she climaxed hard, the pleasure vibrating through her body all the way down to the nerve endings of her toes as he continued to finger her harder and faster.
Just as her climax was coming to an end, Mario stood up and then quickly pulled off his boxers to reveal a huge erection that made Diane shudder, imagining where he wanted to put it right now. He then pulled her up to standing and pulled her skirt up over her hips, letting it drape over them. He then hooked his fingers into her panty and then tugged them off, leaving her lower body naked to the bone.
“God, you are sexy,” he said, checking out the neat mat of pubic hair on her mound.
“Mario, I've never… you know… done it before. I'm a virgin,” her voice was trembling as she said it.
“Don’t worry, my dear, I'm going to take good care of you and give you the best gift that I have ever given you: pleasure,” he said, sitting back on the couch and pulling Diane towards him.
She climbed onto the couch, straddling him as she faced him, her big breasts in his face, and her searing hot pussy directly above his dick. She reached down for his cock and guided it to her pussy lips as she lowered herself onto him. Mario held her by the hips as she began letting the cock into her love sheath to begin riding just the head. It was the most intense pleasure that she had ever felt, and she felt the need to have the whole of his manhood inserted within her aching folds. She began taking more and more of the cock into her pussy, riding him as he pumped into her.
Mario let his cock stay lodged in her vagina, letting her get used to the new sensation as she leaned her head down and kissed him deeply in the mouth. She began riding him, slowly at first, and the pain disappeared and was suddenly replaced by an intense pleasure, pleasure that she had never imagined possible. She rode the cock in long delicious strokes, going down on Mario until his dick was fully inserted in her love slit, and then pulling off until just the head was inserted within her folds. She immediately felt the heat that she had felt when she climaxed coming back, and intense pleasure coursing through her cunt as the cock rubbed over her clit. She knew that from that moment onwards, she would be addicted to men, and the pleasure that they brought women. She rode him harder and faster, his thickness sliding in and out of her vagina deliciously until she felt it coming.
Her orgasm approached loud and clear, and she felt Mario moving his dick harder and faster within her folds. Her cunt contracted over the cock, rocking it harder than ever as she climaxed hard. This was more sweetness than any human being would ever long for, and she felt it throughout her body. As if that was not enough, she felt him driving his dick deep into her cunt, just as he exploded within her, filling her love hole with his seed. She gripped the cock hard with her pussy muscles, milking every drop of cum that it had to offer her, as their love juices blended into something she knew she would never forget. From that time onwards, Diane had become addicted to sexual indulgence and she always seemed to feel horny. Lately, she had been fantasizing a lot about the chance to be boned by more than one man at the same time. It felt dirty, almost slutty in a way, but just the thought of it made her heartbeat quicken and her panties dampen.
She swung her feet off the bed without waking Andy up and then made her way to the bathroom. She needed to prepare herself and she would be late if she stayed in bed a moment longer, since it was almost noon. She loved her weekends, and being a Saturday, she would have preferred to stay in bed the whole day, even ordering in take-away, although she knew that junk food was bad for her, since she was already very heavy. She looked at her naked body in the mirror. She was definitely a woman - huge bodied but very shapely. She did not have excess fat on her body like would be expected of most big bodied women, and that was an asset that she knew she had over many of the other big bodied women. She ran her fingers through her long blonde hair, straightening it out, before she took her breasts into her hands, squeezing them as she looked at them in the mirror.
Big as they were, they were firm and she would usually find men staring at them longingly. She was proud that they were natural and knew that one day they would get her the attention of the man, or men of her dreams. Her relationship with Andy was more for convenience, and she just needed him to scratch her itch when she was feeling horny like she had been last night after she came back from having drinks with her girlfriends. She entered the shower and took a quick bath, making sure that she also cleaned her
most sensitive places, especially after all the sex she’d had the night before.
She had the feeling that the teambuilding trip was going to be a lot more fun than she had anticipated, and she intended to be fresh and ready. It was going to be a good chance to meet up with most of the staff, and she was hoping that Scott or Joe, two really handsome guys that she admired at work would try to hit on her. She had noticed the way that they stole glances at her when they thought she was not looking, and she hoped that one of them would finally muster the guts to approach her. Thirty minutes later and armed with an overnight bag, she headed out of the apartment.
*****
“Can't wait to get going,” Scott said to Joe as they made their way up the elevator, excitement coursing through him, because the team building outings were usually full of fun, and not just the ordinary fun, there was usually a lot of sex amongst the co-workers.
“Yeah, and I sure hope that that new babe is coming, what is her name? Diane, she is smoking hot and I'm hoping to get my hands on her,” Joe said, thinking of the hot full figured woman who had joined the company recently.
“Don’t tell me that you’ve got your eyes on her too, I thought that you were more into the skinny women, someone like Vivian White,” Scott said, patting his friend on the back.
“Well, to tell you the truth, I've always loved them a little skinny, but I can't help wonder what it would be like to bone someone with a body like Diane's. She simply looks hot – It’s those curves and her voluptuousness,” Joe said, deep in thought.
“Ah, so now I can see that we are both looking at women from the same side of the coin,” Scott smiled as the elevator door slid open on the next floor and in walked Sandra, the receptionist and a woman who flirted with practically every man that she met.
“Women, women, women; is that all you ever talk about?” she said, moving back and making sure that her butt “accidentally” rubbed over Scott's crotch.
