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Archive name: cowgirl.txt (MF, wife-cheating, seduction)
Authors name: Anonymous Author (an35914@anon.penet.fi)
Story title : Cowgirl
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Cowgirl (MF, wife-cheating, seduction)
by Anonymous Author (an35914@anon.penet.fi)
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She loved cowboys, horses and anything western. Perhaps
this is one of the reasons she was drawn to him. She
wasn't fond of country music but when he suggested that
they go dancing, they took her car and found themselves
at one of the largest country dancing places in Phoenix.
He escorted her in the door and found a table for them.
He ordered a beer for himself and white wine for her.
"How did he know what I wanted," she wondered secretly.
"You told me once, on the phone," he replied almost
reading her thoughts.
As the music started, he escorted her to the dance floor
and brought her to him in his arms. She wasn't a very
good dancer, but in his arms she soon learned that he
could adapt to practically her every move. They seemed
to float across the dance floor and, because it was a
slow song, she found herself sucked right up against his
body.
"Belt buckle polishin' music" he called it and she
quickly understood why. There were 50 couples on the
floor but she could feel herself beginning to heat up as
his crotch seemed to touch hers as they flowed to the
music. Their legs wound around each other's and she felt
his lips on her neck as they eased themselves across the
floor. She began to feel the juices from her pussy flow.
When the music stopped, he stepped away and began to
visit with her about some of the day's activities. It
made her, momentarily, forget about the passion that was
beginning to mount in her body. The next song was faster
and as they jitterbugged across the floor, she could see
that he moved well with the beat of the music.
She was a little jealous because she did not seem to
have quite the same feel for the music he did, however,
she also realized that this type of music did not bring
the heat of passion to her loins as much as the previous
song. They danced several more dances before returning
to the table where he gulped down some of his beer.
She sipped on her wine and felt his leg brush hers.
There were lots of cowboys in this bar and she began to
look around as they walked by their table and onto the
dance floor. For some reason, she found that she was not
nearly as taken with any of them as she had been with
this man she was with. "What does he have," she wondered
to herself.
Soon, they were out on the dance floor again moving
across the floor to a slow dance. As they wound
themselves around one another, she found his hand on her
breast massaging her nipple. "My God," she thought, "All
these people in here, and he's playing with my breasts."
She wanted to pull away from him but the excitement
wouldn't let her. "What is the matter with me?" she
wondered silently to herself.
Soon, the hand had wandered down to the back of her
jeans and was squeezing her tight little buns. "God, how
does he know what turns me on so much," she wondered to
herself as the juices from her pussy began to flow more.
As he played with her tight little ass, he pushed her
into him and she thought she could feel his cock rising
through both of their Levis.
"Oh God, Peter," she said, "If you don't quit this I'm
going to cum right here on the dance floor."
"Whatever turns your crank baby," he whispered into her
ear.
She was so wet she felt as if she better go to the
ladies room and clean up. When the song ended, she
excused herself.
He was sitting at the table with another beer when she
returned. They sat and visited for a few more songs and
then danced some more. She realized just how good
friends that they were becoming as the evening wore on.
It was soon 12pm and since they had to work the next
day, they decided to go back to the hotel. As he got in
the car, he leaned over and kissed her.
She was taken by surprise but found herself responding
as if they did this every time they got in a car. She
felt as if they had known one another for decades, even
though this was really the first time that she had been
"with" him during their relationship.
They moved well together on the dance floor, he
anticipated many of her needs and even, it seemed, could
read her thoughts, on occasion. She found she was
falling in love with this man.
"What about my husband and family?" she thought as the
car made its way toward their hotel. "What is going to
happen when this week is over?" She closed her eyes as
he drove thinking about the myriad of things that he had
brought into her life here-to-fore she had not had to
consider. She knew she could not do without him, at
least right now, for very long. She also knew she loved
her husband and family as well.
The car came to a halt and the engine quit almost
simultaneously. She opened her eyes and recognized the
hotel where they were staying. "My place or yours?" he
said with a grin. She didn't want him to follow her to
her room this time of night.
"You go on up to your room," he said, "I'll be along in
a few minutes." It was as if he had read her mind again.
"This is unreal!" she thought to herself as he lightly
kissed her cheek and then turned to walk to the other
side of the hotel where he could get in another entrance
with his key. She hurried to her room and turned on the
television set. She waited for him to come.
As she did so, she wondered about this man. She barely
knew anything about him. Yeah, he was a cowboy, he was
married, and he lived in Montana. He liked to dance and
was good at it. He was a great lover. That's all she
knew yet she knew she would do anything he asked. She
switched the channels on the TV several times trying to
find something that could hold her interest this time of
night.
Nothing she could find was interesting and she was about
to shut off the set when the door opened. "Better
remember to shut the door when you come home next time,"
he said as she jumped up unexpectedly. "I could be the
Phoenix rapist looking for a quick fix," he giggled.
She ran to him and their lips met. He was a great
kisser, she decided. His tongue probed every cranny of
her mouth and the juices from her pussy began flowing
into her panties. She loved practically everything about
this man whom she knew so little. She heard the door
slam behind him and knew that they would be loving until
the next morning. She could already feel his hands
lifting her blouse from her tight pants and she knew
that she could not resist his every desire.
He worked swiftly and soon she was naked before him. The
wetness was dripping from her cunt and he lay her softly
on the bed with her legs hanging over the edge. He
placed his head between her legs and she was jolted as
his tongue found her clit. Her breaths began to shorten,
her body began to rhythmically move with the movement of
his tongue against her clit. She could feel the juices
flowing from her cunt and a knot was beginning to form
in the bottom of her stomach. Her breath was short now
and she was beginning to moan softly.
He could tell that she was within seconds of cumming and
he swiftly moved away.
"Oh God," she breathed, "Don't stop." She felt his
finger enter her love canal and she stiffened again.
"You want to come, don't you?" he asked.
"You know I do. Pp...please," she begged.
"What if I won't let you?" he asked as he slowly moved
his fingers in and out of her slippery cunt.
"Oh God," she moaned, "Pp...please don't do this."
She was moving her hips matching the movement of his
hand. She felt two more fingers enter her pussy as his
lips moved to her breasts. She began to moan softly
again as her breaths came in short, raspy sounds. He
stopped his hand movements as his lips slowly surrounded
her nipples. He wet her nipples, bit them softly which
caused her entire body to jump.
"Oh God," she thought, "He knows every button on my body
to push." She moaned, thrusting her breast at his mouth.
She could feel a breeze blowing across her alveoli,
causing a new sensation that she had never felt before.
He had wet her breast with his mouth and was now blowing
on the wet part, causing sensations to move from her
breast all the way through her abdomen. As he blew, he
moved his fingers in her pussy, the sensation of both
causing her body to gyrate spasmodically to the movement
of his fingers.
She had never been this aware of her sexuality before
now. She knew he could control her every desire and it
made her afraid. But right now she had to do something
about these feelings. They were driving her insane. She
moved her hand to her clit. He caught it just as she
made the first stroke across the sensitized organ. "Ah
ahh ahhh, we can have none of that." he said as he moved
her hand away.
"Oh God, please," she stammered, "Let me cum."
"All in due time," he said. She felt another finger
enter her pussy. She knew he had big hands but she
didn't feel uncomfortable. Her legs began to spread more
to accommodate the feelings she was getting. He was
moving his hand slowly in and out of her vagina.
She could not control the rhythmic movement of her body,
responding to his touch. He continued nipping at her
nipples and alternately blowing on the wetted area
around the nipples, rotating between breasts. The fluids
were rushing out of her pussy; she knew it and yet
wanted more.
Suddenly, she felt his whole hand jump in her pussy. She
was startled and it hurt. The hurt left almost
immediately as his tongue found her clit. She began to
buck her hips and the moaning coming from her mouth
began to get louder.
She had cheated. It was done. Her body had responded to
another man out of wedlock. What would happen now? What
would she do next? The pleasure still sent little eddies
through her body as he lay on top of her. His weight
pressing her into the mattress, his heart still pounding
against her chest.
She hugged him to her, she couldn't say she was sorry
this had happened, it felt so good, and at this moment
she loved him. Who cared about tomorrow. She began to
slowly rock underneath him, slipping his still hard
manhood deeper into her, and then out, in an ever-
increasing rhythm...
END
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