Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
From: redragon@interserv.com
Subject: The Adventures of Carol (FM, dream)
Date: 30 Sep 1995 21:07:01 GMT

		       The Adventures of Carol

	One summer while I was vacationing in Colorado, I went for a
long ride up into the mountains. A long long way from anywhere or
anyone. Just me and the horse, or so I thought.

	I had been riding a long time and we were both tired and
needed a rest. So I stopped by a stream and let the horse graze while
I got a drink. The water looked so inviting, that I decided to freshen
up a little before starting back.

	I took off my clothes and sat down at the edge of the stream on
a large boulder. The water was very cold and felt so good on my sun
drenched body. The air was hot and still, drying me as I lay down
beside the stream in the grass. The clouds were soft puffs of cotton
floating across the deep blue sky.

	I could see the snow on the peaks in the distance and hear the
sound of the stream as it flowed across the rocks. The birds were
singing in the trees and I could hear my horse as he walked from one
mouthful of grass to the next. The wind began to touch the top of the
Aspen trees, making the soft rustling sound that only the Aspen can
make. I was totally lost in the peacefulness of the moment and the
warm glow of the sun touching my body. After I lay there a while, I
knew it was time to get up and start back. Yet I hated to leave the
beauty of this place.

	After I dressed, I heard the sound of a horse approaching.
When I looked up, I could see Rex (the ranch foreman) riding very
slowly toward me. For a brief moment, I wondered if he had been there
long, but the thought soon was gone as he got down and walked over to
me. He asked what I was doing out there all alone. I told him I was
just riding and enjoying the scenery. He stopped a short distance from
me and we chatted about nothing in particular. After a few minutes, I
noticed how deep his eyes were when he was looking at me. It was
almost as if they could look inside my very soul and see all the inner
most thoughts and desires.

	I must have been looking at him in much the same way, because
he reached out and pulled me to him. He kissed me, long and deep. His
tongue reached in and touched mine, in a slow circular motion. Drawing
me closer and closer until I could feel his hard cock against the
mound of my wet wanting pussy. He reached up and took my hair in his
hand, pressing our kiss even deeper. He then took his hand from my
back and unsnapped my shirt, exposing my hard nipples to the touch of
his hand. His hand moved the shirt gently off my shoulders and down to
my back. Pressing me against him. Then he pulled me down to the soft
green grass where I had been laying earlier. Just as I lay down, he
released my hair and raised up. I could feel his hands moving to my
jeans as he undid the snap and zipper. As he pulled down my jeans with
one hand, he used the other to explore the damp hair that was suddenly
exposed.

	He then removed my boots and pulled the jeans off my legs. I
had never before wanted a man to look at me, but I wanted him to see
and touch every part of me. When I was undressed, he stood up and
slowly removed his shirt. His chest was very broad, with just enough
hair to hold onto. But not enough to cover the two brown nipples that
were showing through. He removed his boots with all the ease of a
mother pulling booties off a baby's foot. Before he could remove his
jeans, I was kneeling before him, unbuckling his belt and opening his
jeans. Just as I undid the button and started to unzip the jeans, I
could see the soft ring on the head of his cock. He was very large and
I wondered if I could take all of him. As I pulled down the jeans, I
started kissing his stomach. Moving ever downward until I could put my
tongue around the head, just under the ridge. Moving around, ever so
slowly. Round and round. Across the tip and back around. Softly
licking and tasting.

	I don't put all of him in my mouth. Instead, I gently blew my
hot breath over his wet cock. After a few minutes of licking and
touching, I put my lips around the head and drew him in as far as I
could. Then I locked my tongue around and sucked as hard as I could.
Moving him in and out. Suddenly he pushed my head back and I was on
the ground. His hands were pushing my legs apart as he lay down
between them. His tongue was moving down my stomach and his hands
opening the lips to my hot dripping pussy. The juices were running
down between the cheeks of my ass when he touched me with his tongue.
It was like a hot poker as it entered me. Touching deep inside and
moving around and up over my clit, which would rise to that touch.
More and more. Deeper and deeper.

	Just as I am about to explode, he stopped. Moving away as I
lay there panting and pulsing, wanting more. His hands were again
moving over my body. Pinching my nipples and squeezing my breasts. His
hands again moved down my stomach, opening the lips for his tongue to
enter again. This time, he was very forceful. Sucking on my clit until
I am about to scream. His tongue went deep deep inside. Every muscle
in my body want rigid and the breath was suddenly gone as my body
exploded. Before I could relax, I felt his hard cock touching me.
Rubbing in the juices that were flowing out of me. Then he entered me
with all the force of a bullet thru the wind. Deep and hard, he fucked
me. It seemed like he was solid rock, thrusting deep inside me. I cum
again and again until I am exhausted. Yet, I wanted more and more. I
didn't want him to ever stop.

	Again he stopped, but this time to was only to roll me over
onto him. I could hardly stand all of him in this position, but the
pain was exquisite. I found, I could ride him just like I did when
riding the horse. You know, the same motion you use to keep from
having your ass pounded to death. Only THIS motion and feel is
something I could never begin to explain. Ecstasy is as close as I
could get to a description. I felt the blood rushing through my body
with a force and my skin tingling all over. Just when I didn't think I
could stand any more, Rex reached up and pulled my face to his. The
kiss was a soft wonderful kiss. One hand was holding my hair and the
other holding my face as his tongue parted my lips. Suddenly, his hand
was pulling my hair hard and I could feel him cumming inside me. It
was an explosion like I never felt before, then I was cumming with
him. I heard myself scream as all the blood rushed to my face and the
juices were released.

	Afterwards, we lay there holding each other, not wanting to
move. We talked a little and every once in a while, he would reach
over and kiss me on my forehead or my hair. Even kissing my finger
tips and hand. Just small touches that said thank you. Thank you for a
dream that we will both share for may years to come.