Finally, she stirred, slowly opening her eyes, and lifted her head to look at him. “Did you just talk me into having a sexual relationship with my jewelry?”
Jake laughed out loud. “You seemed to enjoy it.”
“Oh, I did. Those pearls are my new favorite toy.” She gave him a sexy look. “So what else have you got on your naughty mind, cowboy?”
“Where do you keep your vibrator?” Jake asked, stroking his cock slowly.
She started, surprised at the question. “What?”
“Your vibrator. The one you teased me with in Texas. Where do you keep it?”
Amanda’s cheeks turned pink. She sat up on the bed, then leaned across and took a sock out of her nightstand drawer. She lifted it by the toe and the vibrator slid out into her hand. She turned the knob at the base and the vibrator hummed to life. “Is this the one you mean? What do you want to do with it?”
Jake stood and started taking off his clothes. “That’s up to you,” he said. “Leave your stockings and bra on. Show me how you pleasure yourself. I’d like to see you make yourself come again.”
“I’m beginning to think you are a voyeur.”
“Oh, I am. No question. I love to watch and you love to be watched. That’s why we make such a perfect couple.”
****
Amanda watched him take his boots off. Then he stood and took off his jeans. He had pulled his hard cock through the opening in his black briefs, which formed a sexy background for his erection. She propped some pillows up against the headboard and lay back, spreading her legs. She played with the vibrator, using the tip to tease her nipples and then stroke her clit. By the time he was completely undressed, she was breathing heavily, working her way toward a shimmering climax.
Jake stepped over to the bed and knelt next to her face. Her lips parted as she moaned softly in pleasure. She glanced up and saw the desire in his eyes as she worked the vibrator deeper and deeper into her pussy. She felt his cock touch her lips and she opened her mouth and sucked him in, working her tongue wetly along the underside of the hard shaft. She took him deep in her throat, her cheeks hollowing as his hands reached out to tangle in her hair. She heard him moan and saw his head tilt back as his hands tightened on her head. She turned the humming vibrator up to full speed and pressed it tight against her clit. In seconds, she was moaning, ready to orgasm. As her climax approached, she sucked him with increasing speed, desperately wanting to taste his cum in her mouth as she came.
Jake came when she did, squirting into the back of her throat while she kept the vibrator against her clit. “Ahhh God,” he growled, his fingers tightening in her curls, his hips thrusting in quick strokes as he fucked her mouth.
She swallowed several spurts of his hot cum and then had to break away, the cresting waves of her own orgasm taking control of her body. With a loud wail, she lifted her legs and pressed her thighs tightly together, surrendering to the currents of pure pleasure that surged through her body.
As she came down from her climax, she turned the vibrator off.
Jake was grinning at her. “That’s quite a toy you’ve got.”
She sighed and closed her eyes. “I like your cock better. No question about it.”
“Then you should definitely have it. I’ll be hard again soon.
****
Jake took a condom from his jeans and lay down beside her, studying her face.
God she’s beautiful, he thought, watching her as she lay on her back, eyes closed, her arms entwined above her head. It was as if she had surrendered to his will, offering her body for his pleasure and knowing her own pleasure would be her reward. Jake kissed her on the forehead then worked his way down over her eyelids and cheeks to her neck and shoulders, kissing and nibbling with gentle teeth, causing her to shudder slightly at his touch. When his lips reached her breasts, he took his time lathing each full globe with his tongue, wetting each areola before pressing her nipples tightly between his compressed lips. The stimulation apparently made it impossible for her to lay still and she began to writhe sexily beneath his caressing hands and kisses.
When his lips reached her tummy, he moved to position himself between her legs. His erection had returned with a vengeance and he was hard as a rock. He rolled the condom on, then pushed her knees apart to reveal the swollen pink slit of her pussy, shaved smooth and glistening with the creamy moisture of her arousal.
“What would you like, Amanda? Shall I eat your sweet pussy or fuck you? Do you want me to fuck you with my tongue and suck your clit or shove my cock into you?”
Amanda opened her eyes halfway, giving him a lazy, seductive look. He smiled down at her. “What would you like, sweetheart?”
She smiled up at him. She squeezed and caressed her breasts with one hand while letting the other drift down to stroke her clit. He watched her for a minute, then said, “You little exhibitionist. You do know how to give me a hard-on, don’t you? Now what do you want, my tongue or my cock?”
“Eat me first,” she whispered, “then fuck me.”
Using his lips and tongue on the swollen wet flesh of her pussy, Jake brought her to the brink of orgasm again and again, each time backing off just before she slipped over the edge into ecstasy. By the time he lifted his head from between her upraised thighs, she was writhing in desperate, unrestrained passion. “Are you ready to be fucked, Amanda? Are you ready for my hard cock?”
“Yes,” she whispered hoarsely. “Oh God, yes. Fuck me. I need you so bad.”
Jake inched forward and angled his cock toward her wet, swollen slit. He had never seen a sexier woman in a more erotic pose. Watching Amanda caressing her breasts and playing with her pussy, her legs spread wide open, made his dick ache with desire. God he needed to fuck this woman.
When he was in position, he pushed her thighs back and lifted her legs to his shoulders, angling her pussy up for his dick. Then with one hard thrust, he buried himself in her core.
“Oh God, yes!” she cried. “Fuck me, Jake. I need you.”
Jake fucked her with deep steady strokes, pulling his cock out until only the head was caught in her slit, then plunging the full length of his shaft deep into her pussy. Over and over, he thrust, his thick cock stroking her inner flesh, the friction of his flesh in her cunt igniting a flame in his groin that burned brighter and brighter.
****
Amanda clutched eagerly, desperately, at Jake’s back and shoulders, riding a wave of pleasure that threatened to sweep her into oblivion. She couldn’t believe his stamina, couldn’t believe he could keep fucking her over and over and over. Finally it was too much, and the mini-climaxes she’d been having blended into one giant orgasm. “Oh God, Jake! I’m coming! Now! Now! Come with me!”
“Yes!” Jake, cried. “Yes, I’m coming.”
Amanda felt him stiffen and hold still, then felt his cock jerking in sharp spasms in her pussy. She looked up to see him staring down at her as her own orgasm flooded up through the connection of his cock in her pussy, sending sparks up her spine, setting her nerves alight. At its apex, the orgasm lifted her out of her body, leaving her floating on currents of pure bliss. To her surprise, the physical pleasure that swept through her body was accompanied by an emotional feeling so intense she felt she would be consumed by sheer ecstasy. Unable to tell where her body stopped and Jake’s began, she surrendered to the joy of blending into one being.
****
Jake’s orgasm was intense and, as he surrendered to its ecstasy, he was certain he would never know such bliss with any woman but Amanda. Finally catching his breath, he lifted himself on stiffened arms and stared down at her, his feelings a mélange of physical pleasure and emotional bliss. Below him, Amanda slowly came back to full consciousness, her thick dark lashes blinking back tears. “I hope those are happy tears.” Jake kissed her eyelids, sending the tears rolling down her cheeks.
“Oh, they are. They definitely are.”
Jake got up and discarded his condom, then crawled back onto the bed
. He lay on his side facing her, pulling her hips forward, pressing his shrinking cock against her tummy. He looked at her, studying her dark eyes, his gaze steady, penetrating. “I love you, Amanda.”
She smiled. “You love fucking me.”
“I do. That’s true. But I love more about you. It’s going to be hard not seeing you.”
She giggled and reached for his cock. “It’s usually hard when you do see me.”
He smiled and then looked at her seriously. “I mean it, Amanda. I really care about you. It’s more than the sex.” He was saying things he had been feeling for days but had been afraid to express. He was sure she had similar feelings for him.
Amanda had tried to keep the conversation light hearted, but Jake was dead serious.
“Jake,” she said, “we’ve only known each other a couple of weeks.”
“I know. It sounds crazy. But I think there can be much more to our relationship than just sex. Or there could be, if we could spend more time together.”
She stared up at him, then smiled. “I think I love you, too, cowboy. And there may be a way we can be together more.”
He raised an eyebrow. “Really? How?”
“When I was in Austin last week, my friend offered me a job teaching art history. Nikki is the acting dean of the College of Fine Arts. She needs someone to replace a professor who had to leave suddenly. She wants me for the position.”
Jake rolled to the side and rose to one elbow, staring at Amanda.
“It would be a two-year assignment. With an option to extend the term if things go well.”
“And you would move to Austin?” Jake wondered.
Amanda smiled. “Well, New York City would be a long commute. So, I guess I would have to. Which means we could be together a lot more.”
He was grinning now. “I like the sound of that. Would you like teaching?”
“I would. I’ve taught an undergrad class before and I liked it very much. I love art history. I think I’m good at it.”
“I’m sure you are.”
“The pay is lousy. Less than what I make now. But it costs a lot less to live in Austin than it does in New York. And Richard has offered to give me freelance appraisal projects whenever he can. And the generous check from you and Justin certainly helps make it easier to say yes to Nikki.”
“So, you are seriously thinking about taking the job?”
“Yes. It would be a chance to see if there really could be more to our relationship than sex.” Amanda studied Jake intently. “I haven’t said anything because I wasn’t sure how we felt about each other. But maybe it’s something to consider. Maybe we do love each other. But we need to be together when we aren’t fucking our brains out. Although, that certainly has been fun.”
“It has,” Jake said with a grin. “And I want a lot more of it.”
“I do, too.” She was quiet for a moment, seemingly lost in thought. Finally she took a deep breath and said, “Before we say anything about spending more time together, or me moving to Texas, I have to know something. Something important.” She paused, her expression serious. “And you have to be honest with me.”
“I will. Of course. What do you want to know?”
“At the hotel you asked me if I would ever want to have sex with other men. Have threesomes or foursomes like with you and Luke and Justin.”
“And you said yes, under the right circumstances, with the right men.”
“Yes. And I said I would if you were involved. But you need to know I’m serious about this. I really want it. I need to know if you would still love me if I had sex with other men.”
Amanda cringed, waiting for an answer.
“So you definitely want more? More sex like you had with Luke and Justin?”
She lay still for a long moment, looking into his eyes. Finally she said, “Yes. I do. Not all the time. Or forever. But right now, I have to say I do want more.” She hesitated, then took a deep breath and said, “If we want to have a serious relationship, a committed relationship, I have to know you are okay with another man in our bed.” She paused, studying his expression. “Jake, I feel like, sexually, I’m just waking up. And that is thanks largely to you. I’m not ready to give that up. Not yet. I do want more sex like I had with Justin and Luke, and with you and Justin. But only if it includes you. I don’t want to fuck another man just for the sake of having a different cock. I want you to be there, too, enjoying it with me. Watching or participating, whichever gives you the most pleasure.” She looked at him, a hint of worry in her eyes. “Could you handle that Jake? Do you love me enough to let me discover my sexual boundaries? Enough to share me with other men. If you were always involved?”
Jake looked at her seriously for a long moment, then he grinned. “Yes, I could handle that. Although it wouldn’t be a case of me “letting” you do anything. But I would love to help you explore possibilities.”
“You would do that?” Amanda was amazed. And grateful.
“Yes. I would. I hope I’ve already shown you that, by sharing you with Justin and Luke. And we may have more opportunities than you might expect.”
She gave him a curious look, waiting for him to continue.
“Justin has been talking about using some of his money from the sale of the painting to start an adult dude ranch. He has been looking at a small spread just an hour north of Austin. He thinks it’s perfect for city folks to come play ride ‘em cowboy. Or cowgirl. It has a swimming pool and a large sauna. He says there are plenty of bedrooms for couples or threesomes—or moresomes—that want privacy. And a big main room for people who aren’t worried about privacy.”
“Oooh. Sounds naughty. And fun. Would you take me there to play?”
“I would. But how would you feel about me giving pony rides to other women?”
“How do I feel about you having sex with another woman?” Amanda wondered how best to answer. “Honestly, when I think of you with another woman, I get very…aroused. Especially if I am part of the scene, too. It makes me wet.” Amanda flexed her hips against his rising dick.
Jake grinned. “And it makes me hard. I could get off watching you make love to another woman.”
Amanda grinned and shook her head. “I’m not committing to that. But who knows what can happen in the throes of passion? Things could get very hot. And a move to Texas is sounding better and better all the time.”
“I know you have to make the decision that’s best for you,” Jake said. “But I really hope you take the position at the university.”
“Then you’ll be glad to know I called Nikki this morning. I start with the summer semester next month.” She bucked again against Jake’s now straining cock, her hands clasping his firm ass. “Now slip on a condom, cowboy. I think we have time for one more hard ride.”
About the Author
M.M. Bordeaux lives and works in middle America and has had over two dozen erotic short stories published in national publications. One Hard Ride is the author’s first full length erotic romance.
Bordeaux enjoys writing about independent women in interesting settings who are exploring—and expanding—their sexual boundaries. Bordeaux likes masculine heroes who are sensitive to the heroine’s sexual journey and strong enough to commit to romantic love that leads to a happy conclusion.
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Candy’s Kisses
by
Carys Weldon
City girl Candy Merrill can’t see herself falling for a country bumpkin. But her best friend’s cousin, Levi Bishop is hard to resist in his tight jeans and country charm. This has to be lust at first sight…because it couldn’t possibly be love.
It’s been a long time since Levi has kissed a woman as sweet as candy. And this Candy is looking for a guy who can kiss her socks off. Levi’s
never been afraid of a challenge. But after one kiss, he’s hooked on sweets. Now he’ll just need to get Candy to see past their differences and show her she needs him for more than kisses.
Chapter One
“This is dumb. Let’s go.”
“No,” Erica stubbornly grouched. “He’ll come. I swear he’s not like most guys. There’s got to be a good reason for him being late.” She turned to the bartender. “Give us a second drink, please.”
Candace winced. She was nobody’s idea of a “drinker” and the bar meeting had been the first bad omen for the blind date with Erica’s cousin. All the way there, her ears had been ringing with her mother’s mantra. “Where you meet a guy sets the relationship. Meet a guy at a bar, you can’t complain when he likes to drink.”
That was something her parents had struggled with. Her father drank. Her mom always complained and went to church—alone—to pray for him. The bible was always between them. The fact that “even Jesus drank wine daily” did not help the situation.
Candy’s mind rattled over their arguments as she sat there, feeling utterly stupid for having a blind date in the first place, and even more ridiculous for meeting a guy in a place that might give him the wrong impression of her. If anything, Candy was not the typical city girl, singles bar and nightlife type.
“You look pretty.” Erica smiled. “He’ll love you. I’m sure of it.”
“Right. No one else does. Why should I expect this guy to walk in here, take one look, and go nuts?” Candy pushed at her dark auburn mass of unruly spiral curls. “Just so you know, there are no expectations here.”
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