Rough Erotica

by Lexi Lovelost

  She spent a long time in there. Too long. She had been lost in her thoughts and took a wrong turn, lost track of where she was going. She had no idea the woods were this big or deep. Darlene turned to go in the opposite direction, hoping that it would lead her in the direction of the ranch. It only got her more lost. She didn’t recognize any of the natural landmarks and there were no hoof prints to follow on the dry, hard ground. The horse was getting antsy, too, occasionally beginning to trot dangerously along the path, going too fast for comfort. She tried her best to slow him down but gave up, eventually slipping out of the saddle to walk him.

  She heard her name then. A man was yelling for her—Robert—and she yelled back, turning in the direction of his voice. They met in the middle of the path and he looked at her with weariness in his eyes.

  “Did you get lost? Did the horse run off?”

  “I wasn’t paying attention to where I was going,” she said. “I got distracted.”

  He raised an eyebrow. “There’s nothing particularly interesting out here to distract you.”

  She looked up at him from below her lashes, studying his face. His look of concern shifted to something else, something hot and focused. He reached forward to push her hair back from her forehead, then brushed one finger down her cheek, over her bottom lip, along her jaw and down her neck. She was holding her breath, holding his gaze, her lips parted and ready to accept his. He did tilt his head down toward her face and she could feel his breath against her mouth, so close, but he pulled away at the last minute.

  “Let’s get you back to the stables,” he said, voice gruff and gravelly. She studied his face, bereft, as he climbed into the saddle. He reached down and pulled her up by the waist, positioning her in front of him. She gasped when she felt his hard cock against the small of her back, instinctively grinding back against it. He apparently lost the rest of his control, then, because he reached around her hips to part her thighs with one hand, stroking her pussy through her jeans with another, biting into the back of her neck.

  “Darlene,” he groaned, letting go of her to take the reins. “We can’t. Let’s go.”

  He led them expertly along the winding paths back to the edge of the ranch. As they drew closer, Darlene saw Tamera waiting for them, biting her lip with worry. If she noticed that they were both flushed and agitated, she didn’t say anything.

  “Why the hell’d you let her go off by herself in the woods, papa?” scolded Tamera.

  He shrugged. “I thought she could handle it.”

  Darlene blushed, avoiding his eye. She addressed Tamera when she spoke.

  “Wanna go for a swim?”

  Tamera nodded and took Darlene’s hand, leading her back to the house.

  “I can’t believe you got lost,” the other girl laughed. “It’s like not even a big forest.”

  Darlene laughed, too. It seemed so silly now that she was back. “I don’t know how it happened.”

  They got back to the house and changed, slipping into their bikinis and throwing towels over their shoulders. On their way out, they ran into Robert, who decidedly refused to even look at Darlene. He told them to have fun and slipped past them into the cool house.

  “Let’s go ask John if he wants to come!” said Tamera. Darlene nodded. They went around the house to the barn and peeked in.

  “John, come swimming with us.”

  He was covered in sweat, his skin glowing with golden warmth. Darlene remembered seeing the picture of his cock and her eyes shot to his crotch. When she looked back up, she was mortified to see that he was grinning at her, having caught her staring.

  “Alright,” he said, his eyes not leaving Darlene’s face. The three of them walked to the swimming hole at the edge of the ranch. John stripped down to his boxers and jumped in, emerging from under the surface and wiping water from his face. Tamera jumped in too, swimming over to John and wrapping her arms around his back, trying to pull him under.

  “Come on, Darlene,” he said, waving her over. “It’s nice in here. You look hot.”

  She stepped in gingerly. The water was warm from the summer sun. The hole was deep enough that her feet couldn’t touch the bottom. She slipped all the way in and swam to the two of them. They were laughing and splashing at each other, trying to hold one another underwater. Darlene joined them when John sent a wave of water into her face. She wrestled with him, trying to push him down.

  He wrapped his arms around her under the pretense of pulling her under. Instead, she felt his hips grind against hers, his hard cock rubbing against the fabric of her bottoms.

  “Is that what you were curious about?” he asked, his voice low so that Tamera wouldn’t hear. She wouldn’t have, anyway. She had climbed out of the hole and was lying out on the grass, sunning herself.

  Darlene couldn’t do anything but stare at him. Then, she nodded, and reached down to take him into her hand. She was shocked at her actions, but frustrated from her earlier encounter with Robert. Darlene tugged and toyed with John’s cock underwater, teasing him. His hands snaked down her waist and slipped inside her panties to cup her ass, kneading it with his fingers.

  He pulled away, laughing, splashing her. “You’re going to make me cum,” he said quietly. “We’ll do this later.”

  A rush of heat filled her belly. They climbed out moments later, all three of them lying in the grass. Eventually, John got up to go back to work. The girls stayed there, staring at the clouds, basking in the heat of the sun.

  “There’s no dick around here,” Tamera complained. “Let’s go into town.”

  Darlene wanted to say that there was an overwhelming amount of dick surrounding them, but she was positive that Tamera would not take kindly to her flirtation with both men in the house. In fact, she would probably be pretty pissed. Darlene didn’t want to risk getting into a fight with her friend.

  “What do you think?” asked Tamera. “Want to come out tonight?”

  “I’m pretty worn out from this morning,” said Darlene. “I’d rather stay at home, honestly.”

  Tamera shrugged, sitting up. “I have some friends I can meet in town. You sure you’ll be okay here? You won’t be bored?”

  Darlene assured her friend that she’d be fine. They both went inside and made sandwiches, sitting in the kitchen in their wet bikinis, talking and laughing as they ate. Afterward, they went upstairs to get dressed. Darlene watched Tamera get ready to go out. She was wearing a slick black dress with unbelievably tall heels. Darlene had no idea how she could walk in them, but Tamera pulled them off perfectly.

  “How do I look?” asked Tamera, turning in a circle. Darlene told her she looked incredible, and it was true. Darlene was a little jealous, actually, had always been a little bit envious of her friend’s outgoing spirit and confident beauty.

  They made their way downstairs, stopping to knock on Robert’s door. Tamera told him she was going out and he raised his eyebrows. “Darlene’s staying?”

  “Yes,” she said quickly. “I’m tired.”

  Tamera left then, leaving Darlene alone in the house, save for Robert. He had locked himself back in his bedroom. Darlene lazed about the house for a while, trying to read, finding it impossible to focus. She decided she’d go for a walk, maybe read outside but would stay close to the house. She didn’t want to get lost again.

  She padded along the yard, gazing out at the expanse of the ranch. It really was as beautiful as Tamera had said it would be, all green and lush and wide. Darlene decided to go into the barn. She hadn’t been in there yet. She thought she would entertain herself for a few moments by looking around.

  It was warm and quiet and smelled of fresh hay. It was so comfortable in there that Darlene decided she would sit and read. She climbed up onto a hay bale and spread out, lay on her stomach with her book in front of her. She didn’t know how long she read before she fell asleep, only that she was out like a light for about an hour before she woke up to the sound of men’s voices in the barn.

  Robe
rt and John were talking quietly, but she could still make out their words. They didn’t notice her at first and she was grateful when she overheard them.

  “She looks like such a sweet girl but she’s wild,” said John. “I can’t believe she’s stringing along both of us.”

  Robert laughed. “I can. She’s been a little tease since the beginning, walking around in skimpy clothes. God, I want to fuck that girl.”

  Darlene’s heart raced. She sat up, unable to hide any longer. They were going to find her, anyway, as they were drifting closer and closer to her hiding space.

  “Hi,” she said shyly, slipping off the hay bales. She had no idea what else to say, how they would react if she explained herself. Truthfully, there was nothing to explain. Things had just happened with each of them. She hadn’t planned it.

  “There you are,” said John, grinning. “We were just talking about you.”

  “I know,” she said.

  Robert was smiling at her, too. “You’re a little fox, Darlene.”

  “Both of us?” asked John. “Really?”

  Darlene looked down, toeing the ground with her boot. She was as giddy as she was embarrassed, doubly aroused to see them both at once.

  “I’m sorry,” she said, not really meaning it. For once in her life, she was being wanton and free with her desires. She was being like Tamera, enjoying herself, allowing herself to feel sexual and pretty.

  “Who would you pick?” asked Robert. “You should choose.”

  She looked at them both in turn. Robert, the older man, his massive frame, those teasing eyes. He made her tremble just looking at him. And John with his wicked grin and his playful demeanor. She couldn’t choose.

  “Both?” she blurted. She felt a thrill rush through her and couldn’t believe she’d said such a thing. She smiled at them sweetly. They looked at each other. Robert shrugged, gestured for John to step forward. John did, wrapped his hand around the back of Darlene’s head and pulled her mouth to his. He kissed her soft and sweet at first and she parted her lips to let his tongue in to tease her own. He was hungry for her, she could tell, because his hands drifted to her hips and pulled them flush against his. She could feel his cock on her belly, growing stiffer as he kissed her. He tasted like peppermint and smelled like sweat and hay. His scent was intoxicating, his mouth hot and eager, and she moaned as she pulled her face away, turning it toward Robert.

  “Come here,” she breathed, and he stepped forward, covering her mouth with his lips, not even bothering to take it slow, but devouring her. She reached low between his legs and cupped his cock with her hand, squeezing it through his jeans as he moved his lips to her neck, her throat, her chest. John was behind her, lifting her shirt above her head while Robert worked to unfasten her pants. He tugged her boots off, then pulled her pants down to reveal her white cotton panties.

  She stood between them in only bra and underwear, suddenly a little shy. Robert read her face with his eyes and knelt down to reassure her with his mouth. He licked her pussy through her panties, spreading her legs and grabbing her ass with his hands. Behind her, John was kissing the back of her neck. He unfastened her bra and let it drop to the floor, bringing his hands forward to knead at her breasts, to tease her nipples while Robert teased her pussy with his mouth. She had already soaked through the crotch of her panties and they clung to her as he pulled them down and made her step out of them. Then she was stark naked and moaning because she was sandwiched between them and Robert was kissing her mouth now while John had reached around her body to rub her clit with two of his fingers. She squirmed against him, feeling his cock against her ass. She wanted it inside her. She wanted both of them inside her. She began to work at Robert’s belt, biting into his lip, tugging his jeans down as he lowered his head to suck on one of her nipples, biting it gently, rolling his tongue in circles around her areola. He switched to the other breast and did the same, stepping out of his jeans, allowing her to pull his t-shirt off above his head. Behind her, she heard John undress quickly, felt his cock push between the cheeks of her ass and begin to rub up and down while Robert sucked on her tits and slipped one finger into her pussy, pumping it in and out.

  She whimpered, squirming against his hand as he began to rub her clit in circles with the palm. He dropped to his knees and licked the length of her slit, pulling his finger out and using it to spread the moisture all over. He lapped at her pussy, flicking her clit with the tip of his tongue, pushing two fingers in to fuck her. She felt John’s breath on her ass as he spread her cheeks with his hands and her body went stiff as he began to lick and play with her asshole, pushing the tip of his tongue in and licking the rim while Robert sucked on her clit. She relaxed and her knees felt like they’d give out as she got her pussy and her ass eaten at the same time. She almost lost her balance until Robert grabbed her waist with his strong, large hands and held her up, licking fervently at her pussy like a starving man. Darlene’s body exploded in orgasm when John slipped one finger into her ass and she writhed against Robert’s face, soaking his mouth, her cum dripping down her thighs. Still fucking her with his finger, John lowered his head to lick her thighs clean, then pulled his hand free and stood up, lifting her in his arms. He climbed onto the hay bale and sat her down, Robert following closely behind.

  They both kissed her, taking turns, then moved their mouths down and each took a breast between their lips. She rubbed her clit while they sucked and it was almost enough to bring her to another orgasm, but Robert stopped and pulled her hand away.

  Darlene looked up at him. He crouched so that his cock was close to her face and he pulled her head forward, pressing it between her lips. She opened her mouth gratefully, licking and kissing the head of his cock, pushing it down her throat and pumping her head back and forth. John reached for one of her hands and wrapped it around his own cock. She took one of them in each of her hands and pumped her fists around their cocks, switching her mouth back and forth between them. She would swirl her tongue around the head of John’s cock, then switch and do the same thing to Robert.

  “Put your hands down,” commanded Robert. She dropped them to her lap, pushing him deep down her throat, slobbering on his cock and sucking hard before turning her face to John. When it was Robert’s turn again, he lost control, holding the back of her head and fucking her mouth while she moaned around him. She opened her mouth, stuck her tongue out, and he came all over it, his body shaking.

  Darlene tried to put her mouth around John’s cock to finish him off, but he pushed her away, not quite ready to cum. While Robert rested a moment, John relished in having her all to himself. He sucked on her tits, her clit, planted kisses on her belly and bit into her neck.

  “Are you ready to be fucked, Darlene?” he asked in her ear. She nodded, a little nervous. She wondered if it would hurt. Tamera had told her it would sting, that she would bleed. Robert was watching her face the entire time.

  “Are you a virgin?” he asked, incredulous. She nodded shyly, blushing.

  “Oh, for fuck’s sake,” said John. He spread the lips of her pussy with his thumbs and angled the head of his cock against her opening. Robert stroked her hair back from her forehead, leaning down to kiss her lips.

  “Relax,” he told her, and she whimpered against his mouth when John pushed inside of her pussy. She felt a small pinch and some burning when he first began to gently slide in and out of her, but it quickly faded and was replaced by pleasure. She felt like she was being stretched to the gills, like she was going to burst. She was glad that John had went first—Robert’s cock was bigger, monstrous, and she wanted to work her way up to it.

  John’s hips began to move more quickly, arching upward, hitting her sweet spot over and over again.

  “She’s so fucking tight,” he said to Robert. “A fucking virgin. Jesus.”

  Darlene was moaning, lifting her hips rhythmically to meet John’s, squirming underneath him. Robert took her hand and placed it around his own cock, which had stiffened fully ag
ain. She began to jack him off while he licked her nipples, used one hand to rub her clit while John pumped in and out in fast strokes.

  She bucked underneath the younger man when she started to cum, squeezing Robert’s cock in her hand, almost screaming with the force of her pleasure. Both men rode her through it, causing another orgasm to course through her body. John was thrusting into her hard and fast, holding her legs apart with his hands until he came inside of her, groaning his pleasure. She felt empty when he pulled out, bereft, and she looked up at Robert with pleading eyes, wanting him to fill her up.

  He shifted to position himself between her legs, wrapping them around his hips.

  “Say please,” he told her, lightly slapping her cheek. She said it, begged him, and he slammed into her without warning.

  If she’d felt full before, she felt like her body would shatter now. He was massive. She could feel him all the way up in her stomach, in her throat. It felt like she was being impaled clean through.