Authors: J. S. Scott
Maddie pointed west, "It's right through those trees. There's a clearing by the stream."
Jason put the phone back in his pocket and caught her around the waist. "Okay, then. Let's go."
Maddie was speechless as he tossed her up into the saddle of his big black and mounted behind her. He urged his mount forward with her sitting astride in front of him. He guided the reins with one hand, while his other hand gripped her waist. The hand holding her steady strayed up to her breast and brushed over her lightly-clad nipple.
She gasped as she felt the connection. She wasn't wearing a bra and her nipples poked through her t-shirt. She could feel his body, hard and hot, behind her. His hips nudged forward, allowing her to feel the rock hard bulge in his jeans rubbing against her ass.
"I can be made to forget this ever happened, Maddie. You give me what I want, do what I say, and this whole thing is forgotten," he whispered roughly as he continued to pinch and stroke at her nipples.
Pinch. Stroke. Pinch. Stroke.
The peaks hardened under his expert manipulation. Maddie drew in a sharp breath and shivered lightly as his fingers became more demanding, more insistent.
"No, Jason. I can't. You can't--," she murmured the words breathlessly, unable to finish.
He slowed his horse to a walk as they entered the clearing. He released her breasts as he came to a stop and gracefully dismounted, pulling her off of the horse after he had hit the ground.
"I can," he said casually as he let her body slide sensually down his own until she got her footing. "Or I can call the police right now. It's sure to cause a ruckus."
He was gambling, playing his cards to win. She considered calling his bluff, but she really didn’t want to risk her grandfather getting upset.
She looked around what she had once considered her own private place and noticed that there was another horse at the side of the clearing. A supply horse. There were remnants of a campfire, a pallet for sleeping and other assorted camping items. "Are you camping here?"
"Yep. Been here for a few days. Trying to catch some cattle thieves," he drawled. “I'm not just going to let your happy ass scamper away, whether I think you’re involved in that or not. I have my own way of dealing with sexy trespassers. I think you know what I want,” he warned her, his voice low and hoarse as his hand went to her jean-clad pussy, teasing between her thighs. “You do what I want, take your punishment, and we call it even."
"Jason, no. You can't do this. Please," she begged even as her panties started to moisten.
"I reckon you don't mind if your grandpa gets upset then?" He reached into his pocket for his phone.
"Yes. No. Please Jason. Not this," she stammered.
"Yep. This....." he told her as he fingered her mound harder. "You mind me and do what I tell you to...and we forget it. Agreed?"
Her eyes filled with tears. "Please Jason. Stop this," she was pleading now as tears fell freely down her cheeks. She didn’t want her grandpa upset, but that was only part of the reason she was so confused and emotional. It was wrong…but a large part of her wanted Jason, wanted to give in to his demands. What in the hell was wrong with her? He was literally blackmailing her…and she found it incredibly hot.
"Agreed or not? I’m not going to offer again. I'll just called the police," he answered sternly as he took off her Stetson and tossed it to the ground. He grabbed a large lock of her blonde hair, pulling her eyes to his.
The look floored her. She started to shake as she saw the storm of desire in his dark brown eyes. He lusted. After her. The blatant need in his eyes was terrifying...and arousing. Moisture flooded her pussy as her heart thundered against her chest. Did she dare?
"A-All r-right. I'll do it," she whispered in a trembling voice that she barely recognized as her own.
He yanked her t-shirt out of her jeans and pulled it over her head. His hands touched her naked breasts, his callused fingers abrading the nipples. He pulled off his Stetson and tossed it carelessly towards hers, not even looking to see where it would land. His mouth descended, hot and demanding, his tongue seeking hers.
He smelled and tasted so good, like sunshine and the stream. He had probably bathed in the crystal-clear water earlier. No expensive men’s cologne could come close to the masculine, outdoor-sy scent of Jason.
Breaking off the kiss, he stripped away his shirt. He undid his button-fly jeans with agile fingers. He wasn't wearing any underwear and as he lowered his jeans, his cock sprang free. It was larger than anything she had ever seen before and she bit her lip as she eyed the large phallus nervously. She had had two boyfriends in college and they had fumbled their way through sex. She hadn't known that cocks came in quite this size.
What was she thinking? She wasn’t worldly enough for this. She wasn’t ready for a man like Jason Sterling.
"What the matter, darlin'. Never had a real cock inside of you before?” he laughed as he pushed her down in front of him to her knees. "Suck it, Maddie. Suck it real hard."
"I'm not very good at--"
"Put it in your mouth and suck it now," he demanded.
Maddie tentatively licked the wet head. She heard him groan as she took as much of his shaft as she could and brought her hand up to join her mouth, stroking the shaft. She sucked and stroked, teasing him with her tongue. He grabbed her head and started fucking her mouth, controlling the rhythm and thrusting his ass to shove his cock in and out of her lips.
"Oh yeah," he threw his head back, moaning the words. "I love sucking that beautiful mouth of yours.”
His pace increased and Maddie thought she could feel him against her tonsils. She fingered his balls as he continued to slam into her mouth. The deep thrusts nearly gagged her, but his fevered encouragement and groans had her wound up tight. His excitement fueled her desire.
Her pussy flooded. All she could think about was how much she wanted this huge cock moving in and out of her at this furious pace.
Jason’s domineering attitude hiked her arousal even higher, and it baffled her. She had never known that she was the type of woman who liked to be dominated. It had her soaking her panties and burning with erotic need.
Orgasms were rare for her, usually only accomplished mechanically in the privacy of her bedroom. She had thought she was indifferent to sex.
Apparently…she had just never had the right man to fan her flames. Or maybe it was more like putting a match to gasoline.
Jason broke away and ordered raggedly, "Take off my pants."
Maddie pulled his boots off as he leaned against a tree for support and stripped the jeans from his body. He yanked her up, lifted her and took her to his sleeping pallet. He pulled her jeans open, pulled her boots off and roughly stripped the jeans and panties from her, leaving her naked and vulnerable.
His face was flushed with lust and desire, his eyes devouring her. He pulled her legs open wide and ran his hands over her body possessively. Maddie held her breath as his meandering fingers caressed her dripping folds, brushing lightly along her clit.
She moaned, her body on fire. She needed him to fuck her. She wanted his big cock slamming into her, filling her, making her climax. "Jason, please. Please," she begged as she squirmed on the pallet.
"Something you want, sugar?" He asked casually as his finger stroked her clit.
The man was a master at putting just enough pressure on the nub to make her insane with need.
"Yes. Yes. Please.," she pleaded as her pussy burned.
He had one hand teasing her clit, the other pinching her nipple as he asked patiently, "What is it you want, darlin'? Tell me."
"I want you to fuck me. I need you to fuck me with your hard, big cock. I need it," she panted, writhing as he continued to torture her. Had she been coherent, she probably would have flinched at her nasty words, but Jason seemed to bring out the wild woman in her and he seemed to want her to get down and dirty, begging him for release.
Her body tightened as he continued to torture her with his light flicks to her bud. Not enough. Not enough.
"You're so wet and hot. I have a notion to lick that sweet pussy," he replied as he continued toying with her.
"No, Jason. Please. I need to come," she cried as her hips rotated in need.
"Maddie...if I'm licking that sweet pussy...you will come," he answered smugly.
He grabbed the pillow from the pallet and shoved it under her hips, leaving her open and vulnerable. He parted her legs as far as they could go and his head swooped down on her naked pussy, running his tongue over the slit, delving through the tender folds. She moaned as his velvet tongue touched her nub and started a steady, even rhythm, flicking over the sensitive bud.
Maddie quivered, her hips thrashing, desperate for an orgasm. She felt lost in sensation and so very desperate to come. She had never climaxed during oral sex before, but unlike her few previous, short experiences…Jason seemed to relish it. His tongue lapped up her juices like it was nectar. His hands stroked the inside of her thighs as his mouth devoured her.
"Oh God, Jason, yes," she screamed, lost to all control.
She could feel his wet finger spreading her moisture to her anus. He kept wetting her asshole. His finger penetrate her slightly and she flinched, never having experienced the feeling of something invading her there. Her asshole was wet and his finger slid in easily to the first digit. It was a new sensation, and Jason didn’t go any further so it wasn’t uncomfortable. It was just…different. It was a slow, shallow slide that felt incredible as he was fucking her ass with his finger and consuming her with his mouth. Sensation overload!...and she couldn’t contain her ecstasy.
"Oh, my God!," she cried as she exploded. Her orgasm rocked her so hard she nearly came off of the pallet. He continued his relentless, aggressive attack, fucking her ass with his finger while his mouth ate her pussy like a starving man.
She wasn't sure where one orgasm stopped and another began, but they seemed to last forever and she was aware of nothing else but her helpless surrender to the rolling waves that had her channel clenching and her body shaking.
Jason slid up her body and took her mouth with his as the rocking of her body subsided. He tasted like sex, sin and her essence. His tongue licked down to her ear as he whispered, "You have the sweetest pussy I've ever licked and you come like a firecracker. Are you ready to ride with a cowboy, Maddie?"
Maddie shivered. His voice was husky with passion. She could feel him trembling with desire, but he retained control. Eager to be filled, she reached down for his cock, but he grabbed her wrists, restraining them over her head. This cowboy definitely liked to be master and she was learning that she liked to be mastered by him. He easily restrained her wrists with one hand and reached for his cock with the other. He slid the head into her hot, sizzling entrance, slowly sliding that massive rod into her tight, slick channel.
“Fuck me, Jason,” she pleaded as he buried himself to his balls. Her walls expanded, completely stretched by his size. It burned as she adjusted to his girth, but it felt so damned good to finally have him fill her.
He groaned as he slid slowly in and out. He filled her completely, snugly and the feel of him buried deep inside of her nearly made her orgasm again as he stroked along her sweet spot. She was mindless...wanting only for his cock to slam inside of her.
She nearly screamed in frustration as he suddenly pulled out, grunting as if it hurt to remove himself from her heat. He flipped her over, adjusting the pillow under her hips. He stroked her ass, rubbing each globe lovingly. "You have a beautiful ass."
Her hips were grinding against the pillow, desperate to find her release. Just when she had obtained a good angle for friction, she felt his hand come down hard on her ass cheek.