by April, Dani
Bran got the boat moored against the shore and lifted Raven over the side and back onto dry land. He picked her up in his muscle-ripped arms like she was about the size of a toothpick, and just being in his arms for that brief moment sent a delightful shiver across her body.
“You hungry?” he asked.
“I wasn’t going to complain, but I could do with a bite.”
“You like fish?”
Raven nodded. “You got some back in your trailer?” she asked.
“No, but we’ve got a whole lake full right in front of us. Take these blankets and set up an area for us over there. I’ll go get us two fat ones and be back in a minute.”
Raven took the blankets and went over where he directed her, not sure what he was going to do but loving every minute of it. She threw her head back and looked up at the snow-covered peak, hardly visible now in the darkness.
“Hello!” she called into the night, and her word came back to her as an echo off the canyon walls.
In the floodlight of the boat she set up the blankets neatly on the ground, hitting at the mosquitoes on her arm and wishing she had bought some repellent when she was in town the other day.
True to his word, Bran was back in about two minutes and he was carrying two of the biggest fish she had ever seen, still squirming helplessly in his grasp. He was wet, and she realized he had just come out of the water.
“How did you do that so fast?” she asked, amazed.
“There are so many fish in that lake all you have to do is dive in and grab for one.”
“Kind of makes fishing more exciting, doesn’t it?”
He handed the fish to her as he took up a towel and began to dry himself off. Raven held the fish by their tails. They were still squirming. She wasn’t for sure what she was supposed to do with them and held them at arm’s length. She could have sworn one of them tried to turn around and bite her.
“You know how to clean fish?” he asked.
“Afraid I don’t.”
“Well, you’re about to learn.”
He spent the next half hour teaching her how. He started on the first one and gave her pointers. He kneeled by her on the ground and held her hands in his as he told her how to move the knife over the fish scales. His huge hands held her and he guided her every movement. She couldn’t help but be a fast learner with his forceful presence to take her every step of the way.
She was able to do the second fish without his help, and he moved over to start a fire. There were still plenty of leftovers from their lunch, and he brought another bottle of wine from his truck. They had the makings of a small feast before them.
Within an hour Raven was sitting back on the blanket on the ground and enjoying the cool night air and savoring one of the most delicious dinners she’d ever tasted.
“Did you plan this?” she asked him.
“Me?” he asked. “Don’t kid yourself. I’m not that romantic. Things just worked out, but they did turn out pretty fair, didn’t they?”
“I should be getting back to my computer and starting that research. I really have some good ideas and I think I might be able to help…” she trailed off, realizing that this atmosphere did not lend itself to thinking of computers and work.
He was looking at her with evident lust in his eyes. She still was wearing practically nothing but her cowgirl boots. Suddenly his voice became quiet and more serious than before.
“How is this whole proposition working out for you so far, Raven?” he asked her.
“What do you mean?”
He looked down and considered his words. “Well I don’t mean to be impolite, but the whole ranch could hear you screaming the night before last when Chip stayed over with you.”
Raven felt herself blush. “I’m sorry about that.”
“Nothing to be sorry about, it’s your ranch after all, and the screams sounded like good ones, not bad ones. If that had been Roy in there with you I suppose all of us guys would have come running to save you, but Chip’s too gentle to harm a fly and we all saw how the two of you were looking at each other when you went inside.”
This was embarrassing, but since she had multiple partners what could she expect? “I’m still getting used to the idea of having five lovers,” she told him. “Despite what you might think of my actions since coming to live out here, I really have lived a pretty conservative life when it comes to sex. This ranch and all of you guys are so new to me that I’m probably making a million mistakes as I go along.”
“You want to spend the night out here with me, Raven?” he asked. “I’ve got a sleeping bag in my truck, and this is a perfect night for sleeping outdoors. It’s more private for us than the trailer yard.”
She looked across at him and did not answer right away. A million thoughts were flying through her head. Because of his size, she was still somewhat scared of him and at the thought of actually being with him. Maybe he could read those concerns on her face. Probably she was not the first woman who had harbored them when it came to thinking about physical intimacy with the giant man.
“Don’t feel like you have to just because of that crazy offer you made us guys,” he told her, his deep voice sounding sad against the night breeze. “I know you had sex with Connor, and he is real handsome, and you had sex with Chip and he’s also a handsome young guy. I’m just a big former wrestler turned ranch hand who grew too big to really have a normal life. But I want you to know that I’m going to stay on at the ranch and work hard for you and staying here with me tonight doesn’t matter. If you want, I’ll take you back now.”
She reached across the blanket and picked up his giant hand in hers. She felt like such a midget as she was touching him, but also felt a tiny surge of passion starting to flow between her legs.
“I want to stay,” she told him. He squeezed her hand, probably using only a fraction of his great strength, but he felt so warm and nice, and his rock-hard body was still glistening from the lake water in the light of the full moon above.
“How about a midnight swim, sexy lady?” he asked her, that low growl coming up from out of his lungs again.
“That’s a proposition I won’t say no to, big boy,” she cooed in her fake slut’s tone.
He got up off the blanket and in one strong up sweep of his powerful arm, helped her to her feet. “This is one lake where skinny-dipping is allowed.”
“Is it now?”
He yanked on the tie of his gym shorts and they fell off him. Raven could do nothing but stare at his body as it shone in the moonlight. He was towering above her and not moving, letting her get a good look at him. He was a god come back to earth for her, there was no question in her mind. Every curve of his body was hard with muscle, except the shaft that hung between his thighs. He did not have an erection yet. Raven couldn’t imagine what that would be like. He was so long and so thick that at first she thought he already might be erect, but no, he had quite a ways to go yet. Without even realizing what she was doing, she found herself with a hand covering her pubic mound, fingering herself under the fabric of the bikini bottom.
Bran didn’t wait for her but ran down to the water and dived in headfirst. He splashed in the gentle swell and in only a few strokes had made the center, his enormous body as graceful as a whale under the waves.
On impulse, Raven put on her cowboy hat. She untied her top and let it fall to the ground, her nipples rock-hard in the cool night air. Next she bent to untie the two little knots securing her bottom, and it soon joined the top on the ground. She was naked now except for her cowgirl boots and her hat, and it was a good thing, too, because the boots allowed her to walk along the rocky shoreline and keep pace with his strokes in the water without actually diving in yet.
“The water’s great!” he called back to her. “Come on in with me!” His deep voice was caught by the echo of the valley and came back to her out of the depths of the mountains.
She felt somewhat unsure about diving in the water with the huge man. She knew he wo
uld fuck her, and she was going to love every minute of it, but still she hesitated and just followed him along the shoreline, as naked as he was except for those high boots and her hat.
“Are you shy, sexy lady?”
“Why, big boy, you’re just making me all sorts of shy up here,” she laughed, and laughed.
“Actually, why don’t you just stay right there and wiggle that cute little ass for me,” he commanded.
Raven turned around and let him get a good view of her naked rump, and she swayed her hips back and forth. She felt so wanton and so alive. She bent down to her knees, spreading her legs just slightly and gave him what she knew must be a perfect view of her pussy lips, which were undoubtedly swollen with her strong desire by this time. She reached down between her legs and stuck a finger inside her pussy. Then she turned around to him and licked her juices off her finger, giving him a better show than he could have gotten at the local strip club.
A gurgling kind of a growl erupted from deep within him. He was saying something, but she couldn’t understand what it was.
“Am I in trouble?” she called to him.
“You have no idea.”
“In that case I don’t think I’m safe getting in there with you.”
“You most definitely are not safe.”
“So I guess you’ll just have to come up here and get me.”
Bran started walking out of the water toward her. She squealed and stepped back.
“You have no idea how much trouble you’re in, sexy lady.”
“I think I’m about to find out,” her voice dropped to a hushed whisper as he rose up out of the water. Now that he was fully erect, she was afraid of him once again. He was a monster. Yet her legs turned to jelly as she watched him approach, and she could not move a muscle. He was definitely the biggest man she had ever seen, and she had no idea how she was going to fit all of him inside of her. Suddenly there was so much more of him.
When he reached her on the shore, he was dripping wet with the lake water. His hard body repelled the water and it rolled off him in waves, and his hair was slicked back from his handsome brow. He did not touch her yet. He reached up and adjusted her hair beneath the hat. She felt his enormous cock thud up against her belly in the dark.
“I like your hat,” he told her, and they both broke out laughing.
She reached up to kiss him for the first time, loving the way he made her feel. He returned her kiss, and soon his tongue was invading her mouth and his arms had gone around her back. Again she had that feeling of being no more than a dwarf in his huge arms, but she gave herself away in total trust.
Then he bent down to her and aggressively took one of her engorged nipples in his mouth. She held onto his broad shoulders to steady herself. Her heart was about to beat out of her chest, and her breathing had almost stopped completely.
He was greedy with his need for her. He handled her body roughly but with a controlled passion that brought her nothing but pleasure, with just a hint of danger that made her adrenaline pump and the tension build tighter.
She had closed her eyes to him and was giving herself over to total feeling as he brought alive every nerve ending in her body. Before she even knew what was happening she felt one of his large hands slide between her thighs, and a finger enter her, testing and probing. She knew she was sopping wet and was ready for penetration, maybe not by all of him, but as ready as she ever could be.
He was in no hurry to remove his hand from her, and soon she felt two of his fingers sliding in and out of her pussy, and then three. She began to move her hips to the rhythm of his probing fingers. He was demanding of her, and she couldn’t hold herself back. Within another minute the first orgasm of the night had hit her and she grinded down against his fingers, savoring every glorious moment.
He caught her in his arms. She was about to fall over when the third muscle spasm rocked her body and her legs would no longer support her weight. Taking her in his arms as if she weighed no more than a kitten, he carried her to their blanket on the ground and laid her out on top of it. She gratefully clung to his hard, naked body and didn’t think she could ever let him go.
“Bran, darling…” she called to him through labored breathing and pulled his head down to her face, loving his touch as one hand was playing with her nipple and the other with her pussy. “I know I don’t have to say this, but…but…when you go in me, please take it easy. I’m only a human girl and I don’t want to break for you…”
He kissed her on the lips to reassure her. “Don’t worry about a thing, my beautiful lady. I know some ways. Leave it to me.”
“I will,” she whimpered as he brought her to the verge of another orgasm with his fingers. She pulled his mouth down to her and their lips touched as he forced her over the orgasmic precipice yet again.
“Come here, my lady love,” he whispered into her ear, and she felt his hands slide up her body as he was helping her to sit up. Her boots helped her weakened body to gain traction under her feet and then she was into a kneeling position on the ground. He was also kneeling before her, and he had brought his cock around to bob in her face. It was pretty clear what he wanted, and she wanted to give it to him.
“Don’t be afraid.” His deep, confident voice soothed her as he brushed a long strand of hair behind her ear and pushed the hat back on her head, placing his giant cock into the palm of her hand.
She took his cock out of his hand, its head flirting with her chin. Her entire hand was enfolding his thick muscle, and her fingers could just touch at its base. She massaged him with her fingers and caressed his cockhead along her cheek. Then she opened her lips and let him slide inside, her tongue licking along his underside.
Raven had never been much for blow jobs, practically making her boyfriend in the city beg before she would consent to give one, but this was different. The night air, the mountain peak towering over them, the moonlight on the placid lake, and the Norse god with his giant cock swallowed halfway down her throat. Yes, this was very different.
She sucked on him and tasted his salty essence. She could only get him halfway into her mouth, his head tickling her tonsils in back. She gagged at first, but he was gentle and not demanding. After a few attempts she lost her gag reflex and was sliding him in and out of her hungry mouth with ease. She brought her hands up underneath him and cupped his tightly packed balls jiggling between his thighs.
He moaned above her. “Oh, my God, lady, you do that like a pro.”
“Only for you, big guy,” she said in a husky voice.
“Okay, we’re going to take this real slow and easy now. Are you ready?”
She nodded, losing her voice.
“Good. I want you on your knees over here.” He beckoned to her. Doing exactly as he commanded, she fell to her knees, her butt waving up in the moonlight toward him. She had never felt more vulnerable in her life, and yet at the same time she had never felt so alive. Her body energy was already drained by the manual climax he had given her with his fingers, and she couldn’t see what was happening behind her and could only feel his big weight shift on the towel as he positioned himself behind her for entrance.
She threw her head back and stared up from beneath her hat at the mountain peak. It was now illuminated by the moonlight and was beautiful. She had never seen such a beautiful and awe-inspiring sight. A cool breeze blew down through the valley and hit her face, bringing peace to her soul.
Then she felt her pussy lips spread wide and a great bulk push inside her. “Just relax,” he told her.
“I am relaxed, baby.” She purred back over her shoulder at him.
“I’m just going to take you slow. All you have to do is relax and enjoy.” His voice was soothing, flooding the quiet of the night with the deep baritone commands.
He pushed deeper. She braced herself against the blanket beneath her and let out a gasp. Then he withdrew and almost left her, only staying inside by a few inches. When he withdrew it was like a part of herself was being tak
en out of her, and all she could think was how much she wanted him back inside her.
Soon enough she had her wish, as he thrust back in her again, this time his exploration taking him slightly deeper than the last. Another withdrawal, another feeling of loss, and then another thrust and he was driving inside her once more. Each thrust brought him deeper and deeper and filled her more and more.
The night was cool, but she was sweating and felt a heat building inside her body like nothing she had ever felt before. She didn’t think she could breathe. Every time he ploughed into her body her breath was taken completely away.
Not knowing what she was doing any longer, she had pulled up the blanket completely in her balled fists, and now the damp ground was beneath her, leaving her with nothing more to grab hold of than earth, prairie grass, and bugs. Her nails dug into the soil. Every muscle in her body started to tense. Her hips began to sway. Although this was the last thing she wanted because it brought him more deeply into her womb. Her mouth fell open, her eyelids squeezed tightly shut and opened in shock with the next thrust, and her tongue came out of her mouth.
The sound of his naked flesh hitting her butt as he pounded her was all that could be heard until she started to scream. The echo of the canyon picked up her sound and carried it back out to her ten times over. This was pure ecstasy. She almost felt as if his thrusts were lifting her up into the night sky and as if she was starting to soar.
She fell down to the ground. The last thing she heard was his tortured cry above, and then he fell on top of her, and she welcomed the blackness that overtook her.
Sometime during the night, Raven was not sure when, he had brought out the sleeping bag and placed her gently inside of it, removing her boots so she could be comfortable as she slept, but leaving her hat still on top of her head. When she awoke she was cradled in his arms, her head resting against his chest and her legs wrapped securely around him.
