Jan’s thoughts drifted as she reined her horse to the right at the intersection. She did not know where this road led, but exploring her new “neighborhood” was on the goals of her long Saturday evening rides. She had just been transferred to this small West Texas town from Boston, and she had resigned herself to make the most of it. She had enjoyed riding in her early teen years, and since she now found herself living in a part of the country where everyone seemed to own at least one horse.
After living in a hotel for a week, she found a house with five acres several miles from the edge of town. She soon purchased a tall, bay Quarter Horse gelding from one of the local breeders and in no time at all, she was familiar with the horse (his name was Dollar) to take long rides.
Jan was thinking how much she was enjoying life on her own. She had requested the transfer from Boston following a nasty divorce that followed a long, unpleasant marriage. Her ex-husband had resented her success and her growing independence. After she turned forty, she decided it just wasn’t worth it and asked him for a divorce. He refused, as if he did not want to give up his control over her. Only after agreeing to let him keep everything was she able to obtain her freedom. She now felt no need to have a man in her life, the long Saturday evenings with Dollar were quite enough for now. Her new home seemed to have an ample supply of long dirt roads with no traffic that were perfect for horseback riding.
Adam drove the last staple into the post and stood back to admire his handiwork. He had worked feverishly all day, not even stopping for lunch, because he really wanted to finish this fence today. He only had weekends to work on his own place, and he really wanted to spend Sunday relaxing before he had to go back to work on the Rogers ranch on Monday morning. Adam had cowboyed his way through high school and college, graduating with a degree in ranch management from West Texas State. He had married a young debutant from El Paso soon after graduation, but it did not take her long to realize that the ranch life was not for her. After working for three years as the manager for a large ranch owned by a doctor in Austin, he had saved enough money to make a down payment on his own small place.
Adam’s clothes were coated with sweat and dust, and rather than track it into the house, he decided to undress and shower outside. His house was at the end of a long dirt road and he could hear a car coming long before it arrived. He looped a water hose over a tree limb in his front yard and sat down on the front porch steps to pull off his boots and jeans. He sat there for over 15 minutes; this was his favorite time of the day. The heat had subsided and everything was quite. He removed his shirt on piled it on the porch where he could deal with it later. He went inside to get a bar of soap and a towel and then walked to the end of the porch to turn on the water.
A flicker of movement caught Jan’s attention as her horse turned a corner in the road. She turned to the left and saw a large naked man standing under a tree in front of small, white, frame house. He was standing with his back to her lathering his chest with a bar of soap. Without thinking, she reined Dollar to a stop and stared silently. He had the lean, muscular build of someone who worked outdoors. He looked to be a least 6’2”, with a slender waist and firm, tight buns. His short, brown curly hair was full of soap, traces of which ran down between his shoulder blades and over his small, round butt. She watched, holding her breath, as he rubbed his soap-covered hands over his hard thighs and over his flat stomach. Then, irritated by a fly, Dollar snorted and stomped, breaking the spell and startling Adam. As he turned to face her, Jan’s eyes were automatically drawn to his cock, which hung conspicuously from its soapy nest of thick brown hair. She blushed when she realized she was staring at it and lowered her eyes, but he did not seem embarrassed.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t expect to see anyone out here,” he apologized.
“It’s okay, I’ll leave,” she said and she reined Dollar around.
“No. Don’t. Please. Hell, you’ve seen most of the show already, you might as well hang around for the ending,” he quipped.
Emboldened by his lack of modesty, Jan decided that he was right. She might as well enjoy the show. Adam stepped back under the hose and proceeded to rinse the soap from his hair. As he turned to rinse the soap from his back, Jan noticed that cock now hung a little heavier and a little thicker than before, so she assumed that he was appreciating his audience.
Adam finished his shower and walked into the house for a clean pair of jeans. He was buttoning them as a stepped out and asked, “Why don’t you get down and join me for a glass of iced tea?”
“Sure, why not.” She got down from her horse and tied the reins around the nearest fence post. There were two rocking chairs on the front porch, and when Adam disappeared back inside, Jan walked up the steps and took a seat in one of the chairs. She looked across the yard, taking in the two large live oak trees that bracketed the driveway and the vast pasture beyond. As she was gazing across the field, she was startled by the load clap of the screen door slapping shut as her new acquaintance stepped out with two large tumblers full of tea.
“By the way, may name’s Adam, Adam Thompson,” he offered along with the tea as he took a seat in the other rocker. He was still only wearing jeans, and Jan could not help but glance at his upper torso, noticing the damp curls springing up between his tight pects. This brought back a flashing mental image of him standing totally naked in front of her just a few minutes earlier that made her thighs twitch involuntarily. She squirmed slightly in her seat and took a sip of the tea. The condensation was dripping from the glass and across the back of her hand and it felt good.
“I’m Jan Strong,” she responded.
“Nice to meet you, Jan Strong. What brings you to the end of the road? I don’t often get visitors out her.”
She gave him an abbreviated version of how she had been transferred and how she enjoyed taking long horseback rides on weekends.
Adam looked at her while he listened to her story. She was medium height, not slender, but her jeans and tee shirt were snug enough from him to tell she had a women’s curves that were pleasing to the eye. She had dark brown, almost black hair that contrasted with her fair, smooth skin. Her eyes were sparkling sky blue, and her mouth, like the rest of her, was full and curved. As her story unfolded, Adam couldn’t help but think, “This gal must be something of a romantic at heart to ride out here in the middle of nowhere by herself.”
“What about you?” she asked.
Adam told her how he had always wanted a place of his own, and how he had worked his way through college and finally was able to buy this place. As he talked, Jan took in his dark green eyes and firm jaw. Then suddenly, as she was admiring his face, the image of him standing naked in front of her flashed through her mind.
Jan stood and started toward the steps. “I should be heading back before it gets dark. Thanks for the tea.”
As Adam stood from his chair, he blocked her path to the steps. She stood just inches from him, her eyes level with his chest. He reached to her chin and lifted her face up towards his. “Please don’t rush off,” he pleaded in a soft, deep whisper. Without waiting for an answer, he bent his head down and pressed his lips against hers. Jan felt her lips yielding to him, her mouth unfolding against his. His hand slid behind her neck to pull her head harder against his mouth. Jan’s hands came up to his stomach and while one palm pressed flat against him, the other fumbled for the button on his jeans. As she opened her lips to accept his gently probing tongue, her hands unzipped his jeans and slid them down over his slender hips.
With their mouths locked together, Jan could not look down, but her hands told her that his cock was no longer hanging heavily. It was pointing, straight up. She grasped the shaft in one hand; her fingers would not reach around its thickness. She reached around him with her other hand and taking his ass in her hand, she pulled the tight muscle toward her. She stroked upward on the shaft in her hand, surprised at how far up it reached; she could feel its head pressing against her just beneath her breasts. As her hand circled its head, Adam’s tongue probed deeper into her mouth.
Jan had to look at it. She pulled her head back from his kiss so that she could look down. It was at least ten inches long and beautifully formed. Since he was so tall, the large swollen head was not far from her face. She bent over and took the head into her mouth, and it just would fit. She tightly squeezed the shaft just beneath the head, and twisted slightly as she slid her grip down the full length. Adam moaned and she felt the tension flow from the muscles in his ass, which she still firmly held in her other hand. She released his cock and cupped his balls in her hand, lifting them up until the filled her hand. She swirled her tongue around the head that she still held in her mouth, which caused it to swell in little pulses against her tongue. She released the head and ran her warm, wet tongue down the thick ridge along the underside of the shaft. The faint scent of soap teased her nose as she planted a kiss at the base. She started back up the length, taking her other hand from his ass so that she could use both hands on this beautiful cock.
She started stoking with one hand and squeezing his balls with the other while she suckled the head in her mouth, alternating between licking and sucking. Adam’s hips started to gently sway back and forth with the rhythm of her stroking. Within seconds, her growled, “Easy now.”
She removed her mouth long enough to reply, “No way, you’re mine now.” She increased the speed of her strokes and sucked even harder.
“Oh God,” he sighed and thrust his hips forward. Jan pulled her head back as she felt his knees buckle toward her. Suddenly, a thick stream of cum shot up into the air, splashing down onto her hands. It was immediately followed by a second, and a third. Not until the fourth pulse did they subside to what Jan would consider normal. His cock continued pulsing in her hand for a full minute. When the pulsing stopped and Adam started breathing again, Jan reached for the damp towel hanging on the porch railing and wiped her hands. Adam finished stepping out of his jeans and took the towel from her to wipe the cum from his cock and from his stomach.
“That was incredible, you have to let me return the favor,” Adam said as he bent his head down to kiss her again.
Since she felt certain her thighs would burst into flames at any moment, Jan was not about to protest that idea. “Sure, but let’s go inside.”
He led her by the hand through the door, through the living room, and into the bedroom. The inside of his house was clean, but simple and undecorated. At the foot of the bed, he stopped and turned to face her. He bent his head down, and taking her face in both hands, he kissed her deeply.
“Undress for me,” he ordered as he sat down on the bed. She kicked off her shoes, pulled the tee shirt over her head and tossed it aside. She unbuttoned her jeans, and wiggling her hips to get them past her hips, she slid them to the floor. The wiggling drew his attention to her full hips and he also noticed her breasts swaying inside the cups of her bra. Adam felt his cock starting to grow again. She hesitated for a moment, letting him take in the sight of her standing in her bra and panties. Since sex was not the first thing on her mind when she was getting dressed that morning, she was not exactly wearing her sexiest underwear. She also started to worry that he might think she was fat and lose interest. However, she saw his cock starting to swell again and realized he was not thinking about her weight.
Adam was pleased with what he saw as she reached behind her back to unclasp her bra. As she released it, her full breasts sprang forward. Their thick, dark brown nipples were fully erect. Jan bent over and slid her panties to the floor, and as she stood up, Adam finished sweeping his gaze down her body. Her stomach rounded out slightly, her hips swept out fully and tapered down to her smooth, white, round, thighs. Her dark triangle of hair contrasted delightfully with her fair skin. He motioned her towards him, placing his hand on her hips when she was within reach and pulling her forward the last half step. He kissed her stomach and circled his tongue around the rim of her navel. He slid his hands behind her and was pleased to find her ass full and firm. Her pulled her even more firmly and kissed the top of her triangle of hair.
Adam swung her around, almost throwing her onto the bed. He placed his hands on the inside of her knees and gently forced them apart as he slid his hands up her inner thighs. He knelt between her legs, leaning forward so that his lips brushed against her pussy at the same time his fingers arrived. Her pussy was already swollen and nearly open, so he had no problem sliding his tongue into he slit at the bottom. He tasted the pool of wetness there, enjoying the sensation on his tongue. He slid his tongue upward, opening her fully to expose her swollen clit at the top. He pressed his tongue against the lower side of her clit and held it there until she rocked her hips down in a signal for him to continue. He circled her clit with his tongue for a few moments before taking it into his mouth and sucking. This apparently started her slide to orgasm, as her hips bucked upward. Adam started flicking the tip of her clit while he pressed his lips against its base. “Don’t stop, I’m cumming,” she gasped as her hips lifted from the bed. Adam continued until her hips collapsed on the bed trembling
Adam slid up beside her and gave her a gentle kiss. Her chest has blushed and her breast rose and fell as she caught her breath. He slid his hand up to cup her breast, lifting it up and enjoying its softness against his hand.
As she gradually slipped back to reality, Jan was aware his hardness pressing against her thigh. “I want you inside me,” she said, turning to gaze into his deep green eyes as if she needed to convince him of her need. Adam rolled between her legs; rising up on his knees, then leaning forward to take one of her nipples into his mouth. Jan reached down and grabbed the rock hard shaft that was brushing the tops of her thighs. She guided the huge head to her opening, “Go slowly,” she asked as she felt herself stretch to accept it. He obliged, gently lowering his hips. Jan looked down and was amazed to see that it was still only halfway in; she had never felt so full in her life. He continued lowering himself gently until he was completely inside her. He held himself still, allowing her to adjust. Jan could not believe the feeling. She lifted her hips to signal to him that she was ready, and he began his slow, rhythmic thrusts. The length of his cock made each thrust in and out seem to last forever. He continued the slow thrusting until Jan felt a sense of urgency building in her hips and started leading his thrusts to pick up the pace. Soon, his thrusts were so hard that her breasts bounced up and they became faster and faster, lifting her ass from the bed. She lifted her legs and wrapped them around his waist, as if to spur him on. Finally, his thrusts ended, and with three short jabs, she felt the head of his cock swell inside her and explode. Hot jets of cum accompanied the pulses that rock the walls of her cunt, triggering her own orgasm which caused her cunt to milk the giant cock inside her. She did not want to let him go, but they were both out of breath and exhausted.
Adam rolled aside and pulled her into his arms. “Why don’t I go unsaddle your horse and you can spend the night?”
Jan laughed, “I think I have to, I couldn’t ride home now if I wanted to.”