Jeremy Lake paced angrily outside the tourist information center in Yellowstone National Park. Damn, he was a ten year veteran of the park service. Why did he have to be the one to train the latest ranger recruit? Just what he needed another greenhorn to take through the paces. A man of his experience deserved a better assignment. But his supervisor, Roger Layton, had been adamant.
"You'll thank me for it, believe me," Roger had promised.
"Like hell," Jeremy grimaced, searching the parking lot for anyone even remotely resembling a new park service ranger. When he caught sight of Roger exiting the tourist center, Jeremy hurried over to him. "Your new recruit's terrific," he said sarcastically. "Can't even tell time."
"Patience, Jeremy," his supervisor responded cheerfully. "I think you'll find this ranger well worth the wait."
Roger's enigmatic smirk made Jeremy all the more leery. There was something his boss wasn't telling him. "Okay, Rog, let's have it. What's so special about this Dallas Marshall guy anyway?"
"All in good time, Jeremy. All in good time." With that, Roger Layton climbed into his Jeep and disappeared toward the main highway leading through the public access areas of the park.
Jeremy continued to pace. He found himself watching the various motorists stopping by the center to pick up information on camping in the park. One car and its occupant he found particularly fascinating. So did a certain member of his male anatomy. His prick jerked with pleasure at the sight of the long slender legs exiting a sleek red Porsche. The body attached to the legs was equally pleasant on both his eyes and his state of horniness.
"Good morning," the lithe young blonde called, obviously not at all displeased by his interest. Her tits were firm and high, promising almost as much as her full, red lips.
"Hi, yourself," Jeremy smiled, stepping over to help her with the two small pieces of luggage she was wrestling from the passenger seat of the sports car. "Are you staying in the park long?"
She laughed. "All summer as a matter-of-fact."
"Dedicated hiker?" Jeremy was already making a mental note of the car's license plate. If he ever saw it off the road, he would make it his personal duty to introduce this young beauty to the wilder life of Yellowstone. His prick jumped at the thought. But her next words drove the fantasy from his mind.
"I'll be here all summer because I'm the new ranger," she said, extending her right hand. "I'm Dallas Marshall."
On the drive along Yellowstone's Grand Loop, the highway that gave visitors and rangers alike access to all major points of interest, Jeremy managed only yes and no answers to the questions Dallas Marshall kept firing at him. He kept his eyes riveted on the road ahead. They'd come in the park's south entrance-along the Lewis River, one of the most scenic highways in the world. But right now Jeremy Lake remained oblivious to any of the natural wonders around him.
An unbridled anger settled over him. A woman! A woman in the ranger service of Yellowstone! God, hadn't the women's lib movement gone far enough? Sure, she wasn't the first broad in the service. But she damned well would be the first one he'd have to deal with directly-to train, for chrissakes!
Noting that her attempts at conversation were getting nowhere, Dallas Marshall finally settled back in the bucket seat of the Park Service Jeep and let the miles roll by.
"A real cocksucker," she thought vehemently, studying her silent companion. The only use a woman had to a man like him was spreading her legs. Suddenly the thought of a dick between her own legs made her color slightly. It had been a long time. Not that she missed it, she rationalized defiantly. Celibacy was a necessary sacrifice for her career. Besides, chauvinists like Lake were a dime a dozen. He probably didn't even know how to satisfy a real woman.
Deciding that Jeremy was lacking in the masculinity department allowed her to concentrate more fully on the job ahead of her. She didn't want to admit even to herself that her first impression of Jeremy Lake had been what a well-hung stud he must be. Well-tanned with piercing blue eyes, flat stomach and a moderately arrogant attitude all added up to just the sort of man she used to allow herself to feel attracted to. But no more she thought angrily. No more. Her career came first.
In truth she had expected some resistance to her being a ranger. Heaven only knew she'd had to overcome plenty of it just to get through school. But she hadn't expected the prejudice to start so soon and with such obvious venom. And she hadn't expected it from someone as young as Jeremy Lake. The older, established rangers might begrudge her her sex, but surely the younger ones would understand that she merely wanted to do her own thing. If Jeremy Lake was a typical example of how her arrival would be received, she was in for a long, hard summer.
Giving up on her chances of friendship with Jeremy at the moment, she concentrated instead on the awesome beauty of Yellowstone. She knew it as the largest of the U.S. national parks, covering over two million acres. Wildlife was a special interest of hers and she hoped to catch glimpses of several species of animals in one of their last natural habitats. Grizzly, elk, bighorn, bison, as well as hundreds of varieties of birds called
Yellowstone home.
Geysers, hot springs, and bubbling mud volcanoes made Yellowstone a true thermal wonderland. She had no doubt she was about to spend the summer of her life.
Already well into June, the beginning of the heaviest part of the tourist season lay upon the park. Dallas tried unsuccessfully to stifle a yawn. In spite of her excitement about arriving in Yellowstone, she was finding it difficult to stay awake. She's spent the day driving, and now the silence of her companion, combined with the settling dusk and her own long day made staying awake impossible.
Her last thought as she drifted off was a prayer that Jeremy Lake's animosity didn't extend beyond a churlish word or two. She didn't want to wake up at the bottom of a cliff.
Jeremy caught the sound of her deep, even breathing. Well, at least she trusts me enough to fall asleep, he thought. He'd been pretty rough on her so far, though reluctant to examine his motives too closely.
He peered at his traveling companion, and surprised himself by revitalizing his initial physical reaction to her. Dallas Marshall might be intruding on what he regarded as male turf, but in looks she was female enough to get his prick hopping inside his pants. Damn, he was going to have to do something about that and quick.
Keeping a wary eye on Dallas, he pulled over to the side of the road at the next visitor lookout. If he had timed this right, Jennie Burton should be getting off from her job at the Old Faithful Inn. He checked his watch. 9:30. Should be just about perfect. His prick jumped expectantly, as he climbed out of the Jeep. Dallas, thankfully, continued to sleep quietly. If all went well, she would never even be aware of the slight delay in their journey.
"Is that you, Jeremy?" a tiny voice squealed from somewhere off to his left.
"Jennie?"
"Right here." The sprightly redhead scurried up to him and wrapped her arms around his neck. "Damn, I'm so horny I could bust. What kept you?"
"I'm right on time," he said. "I didn't see your car."
"I walked. Eric has been getting suspicious."
"Husbands!" Jeremy snorted. "Don't they know a wife's got to have a little change of pace every once in awhile to keep a marriage fresh?"
"Just shut up and fuck me," Jennie breathed, rubbing her nubile body along the length of Jeremy's lean, hard one.
"Hmmmm, tell me more."
"I want you to suck me and lick me and touch me and drive me wild with that dick." Her hand kneaded the front of his pants. "Oh, I can feel how ready it is. Can you feel how ready I am?"
Jeremy slid his hand between her legs. Though she wore sturdy Levi's, he could swear he felt the moisture of her dripping cunt against his palm. Tucking his arm around her waist, he led her toward the wooded area just off the visitor lookout.
In a bed of soft grasses he slowly undressed her. The process of taking a woman's clothes off was a never ending source of pleasure for him. He eased the lemon yellow blouse over her head, exposing the bare flesh beneath. Her breasts were even more beautiful than he remembered. Dark aureoles surrounded the delicate buds of her beckoning nipples.
Jeremy's mouth closed over her right cone, his tongue flicking the nipple until it rose taut and hard. He sucked it greedily, no longer caring if
Dallas Marshall slept through his encounter with Jennie or not. It might be absolute fantasyland, in fact, if she were to awaken and see them, shed her clothes and join them.
His right hand reached up and lazily traced the outline of the nipple opposite his sucking mouth. He pinched and prodded until it, too, stood erect. He sucked and caressed her until she was unable to quell a moan of excitement. His mouth moved from one tit to the other, licking and kissing the valley beneath them.
"Oh, Jeremy," she sighed, "my cunt's been so lonely without you. A hole that needed to be filled." She arched her back, forcing her boobs deeper into his greedy mouth.
"My tits ached for your touch, Jeremy," she breathed. "Oh, sweet, sweet Jeremy. You do it so much better than my husband. Fuck me! Fuck me! Bring your prick home where it belongs."
Jeremy grew harder at her lusty monologue. His tongue trailed upward to the area just above her pulsing spheres. Then he was kissing her throat, her chin, her face. Her skin was as soft as the grasses on which they lay.
His mouth found hers. His tongue traced the inner contours of her mouth. Jeremy felt her shudder with delight. Slowly his hand traveled downward, even as his tongue continued to invade her mouth. His fingers stopped just above the silken hairs that stood guard above her womanhood. Jeremy curled several strands of pubic hair around his index finger, gently twisting the soft muff. Slowly his middle finger eased itself into the beautiful slit.
With more care than Jennie could have dreamed possible, Jeremy slid his finger over her clit. The tiny bud responded instantly. Jeremy felt the tiny penis-like erection. He eased himself down her body. He wanted to see this for himself. Slowly he pried apart the fur-lined lips. The throbbing pink clit stood boldly before his seeking eyes, daring him to come closer.
"Aaauugghh," Jennie cried, as Jeremy's tongue traced the full measure of her pulsing knob. Waves of incredible magnitude rose and crashed over her. She ground her hips against the questing mouth of this sexy stud of a forest ranger.
"My cunt! My cunt!" she screamed. "Oh, Jeremy, eat me. Eat me out! I love it when you tongue me there! Oh, eat me! Eat me!"
She bucked her cunt against his face, forcing Jeremy to lick for his life. What a way to suffocate, he thought in rapt contentment.
As the exquisite sucking continued, Jeremy's fingers snaked their way to Jennies irresistible little asshole. He wet his index finger, then ever so slowly eased it into her spasming hole. He felt her rectal muscles contract as they sought to pull his finger inside her up to the knuckle. Twisting the finger with sudden violence, he watched as she lurched upward, gasping with unbounded pleasure.
Jeremy marveled at how the proper young waitress had been so completely transformed here in the primitive forests of Yellowstone into a wanton, lusty whore.
"Oh, fuck me, fuck me, Jeremy." she begged. "So long, so long I've waited for this. Oh, Jeremy, you do me so well. I can't stand it when we're apart. Promise me you'll never wait more than a week again."
Jeremy's tongue circled his lips, knowing his time was near. The raw animal power in his pelvis ached for release.
He eased his imprisoned finger from her firm, clenching asshole. His cock bulged against the confining fabric of his pants. As quickly as he could manage, he slipped out of his uniform. Then he immediately re-inserted two fingers into Jennie's dripping cunt. The waitress sighed with pure pleasure.
"Make me come, Jeremy. Make me come like always! Let me feel your cock in me. Let me feel your balls slam against my ass!"
The impaled female squirmed beneath him. Her cunt muscles begged his fingers for more. Her hands circled her perfectly formed tits, offering them up to him as a servant might offer a tray of food.
Jeremy wasted no time in devouring the proffered feast. His lips made a sucking, popping noise as he jerked them from one tit to the other. The sucking became more and more insistent as if he intended to swallow her gorgeous mounds whole. His fingers, meanwhile, drilled ever deeper into her spasming cunt lips.
"Suck harder! Suck harder!" she screamed.
"Oh, baby! I'll suck 'em right off your chest!" Jeremy cried.
He then used his free hand to squeeze her tits like ripe fruit. He pinched, kneaded, and bit. Jennie groaned in frenzied delight.
She no longer controlled her own body. With a mind of their own, her thighs spread themselves wide apart. She was approaching the point of no return. She needed a piece of throbbing male meat inside of her. Nothing else would satisfy the craving lust this man's touch had aroused in her. Jeremy was her happiness. Tonight Jeremy was her life. She was so grateful he had come to her again.
Jeremy concentrated on the wet, seeping pussy now in his complete command. He took hold of the ultra-sensitive tip of her womanhood, pulling, sucking, biting.
"I can't stand it! I love it! Don't stop! Do me, darling! Make me come, Jeremy! Oh, please, make me come! Auuugh!" She writhed beneath him.
She moaned and squealed in helpless ecstasy. Her body reacted to wave after wave of the sexual madness that gripped her. She had to have a cock. If she didn't have a cock and have it right now, surely she would go out of her mind.
Jeremy Lake watched his captive beauty in rapt ecstasy. His pulsing rod demanded a release of its own. Jennie was about to relive the pleasure of being screwed by the super-stud of Yellowstone himself.
He watched as her eyes fastened on his thick prick. She was as ready for him as he was for her.
"May I kiss it?" she asked reverently. "May I kiss the power of your maleness?
Jeremy obligingly inched his swollen cockhead toward her waiting mouth. Trembling, Jennie stared at the rigid dick.
"It's just like always, Jeremy," she whispered. Her pink tongue extended outward. Closing her eyes, she timidly flicked it around the pulsing head. A low moan from Jeremy gave her more courage. She lapped around and around its length, up and down. Eagerly she swallowed some of the pre-cum that oozed from its tip. Her tongue stabbed into the tiny hole again and again.
"Your prick was always the best, Jeremy. I never saw a more perfect cock. God made it for my cunt."
His fingers caressed her hair, as he sought to maintain his balance. He remained on his knees as Jennie's tongue probed more and more deliberately along his turgid shaft.
"That's it, Jennie," he crooned. "Give me good head, baby. Oh, yeah, that's it. Suck it like you mean it."
Jeremy could feel the thundering urge beginning in his balls. He hoped she would let him take her pussy. Much as he loved getting good head, nothing would ever match a tight cunt.
As if reading his mind, Jennie stopped her ministrations with her tongue. Lying full back on the grassy bed, her fingers gently tugged Jeremy's cock toward the warm target it was created for.
Electricity coursed through Jeremy Lake as he eased his throbbing meat into her waiting tunnel. He ground his pelvis against her, feeling his balls slap happily against the crevice of her buttocks. Instantly he was stroking in and out of her, the fabulous sensations of her contracting cunt walls urging him to move even faster. Up and down he plunged, driving his shaft deeper and deeper into her seething pussy.
"Ooooohhh, ahhhhh, eeeiiieee! Oh, Jeremy, it feels so good! So fuckin' good! Ahhh, fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me, Jeremy." She bucked and writhed beneath him, her legs circling his back, crushing him against her. She squealed with delight as he brought his length down on top of her.
Jeremy experienced the full effect of her taut nipples against his chest. His rutting lust pushed him harder, faster.
"Give it to me, Jeremy. Give me your cum! Fuck that cunt! Fill that hole! Fill it to the top!" Her hot, hungry cunt seemed to devour his thick meat.
Jennie's pussy spasmed in orgasmic frenzy. Dozens of separate peaks piled on top of one another as she soared to the top of the orgasmic mountain.
Jeremy's prick could hold back no longer. In a sudden gushing torrent of lust the rock-solid cock spewed forth its precious liquid. Again and again a raging white river of cream spurted into her dripping hole.
She jammed the heels of her feet into his buttocks, holding him fiercely, seeking to suck in every last drop of his milky juice. At last, his cum exhausted, their sweat-drenched bodies clung together on their pungent bed of grass.
Sanity returned to Jennie's eyes. She had been right. Jeremy was without a doubt the best stud she'd ever had, far and away better than her husband, whose idea of having sex was to please himself and no one else.
Jeremy eased himself to a sitting position. Damn, but he needed that. He dared a glance toward the Jeep. It was no more than a shadowy silhouette in the light of the quarter moon. He could tell that its sleeping occupant had not moved.
In a way he regretted Dallas' having missed out on such a fantastic initiation to her job at Yellowstone. But in truth, he imagined she wouldn't have been the least bit interested in joining the party. Women like Dallas were usually icebergs where sex was concerned. Of course, he was not above thawing out a real glacial type on occasion. But not when they were super-women who considered themselves on the same level with men!
Better to have a hot 'n' horny willing partner like Jennie here. With that in mind he turned back to the giggling waitress. She was falling back to earth, but he figured he was in time to send them both back into orbit once again. He grinned wickedly, diving headfirst into her cunt.
CHAPTER TWO
Jeremy Lake left an exhausted but thoroughly satisfied Jennie Burton behind, continuing on his journey to deposit Dallas Marshall at his supervisor's office. "So, I was supposed to consider this little glacier worth the wait," he mused as he drove. "Fat chance."
He couldn't believe she had remained sleeping throughout his sexy encounter with Jennie. Even now she slept like the dead. Must have been a helluva drive for her today, he thought.
Unwillingly, his eyes moved again and again to the sleeping woman beside him. Her long golden hair trailed sensuously across her shoulders, gently curving at the ends. Blonde tendrils clung to each of her well round tits. For once Jeremy found it impossible to detect whether or not a woman was wearing a bra. He decided at last that she was, probably out of some sense of ranger decorum or something.
Her slender wrists and hands had fallen to rest lightly on the cleft between her legs. Jeremy wished she would shift in her sleep so that he could catch the outline of her snatch beneath her cotton slacks. He sighed, that was another reason to regret her being a ranger. All of that female loveliness would be lost in a uniform. Idly he wondered what color her pubic hair was. Dark and mysterious? Or blonde and mysterious? He chuckled to himself.
"You'd be great for a couple of hours in the bush," he whispered. When she didn't stir, he continued, "Oh, lady, what I wouldn't give to be squeezing those ripe melons on your chest right now."
He came to a sudden decision. This woman was not going to last the summer in the rangers. He would see to it personally. And he would also see to it that he got into those pants of hers at the first opportunity.
"We're here," he said, nudging her awake. "This is the main headquarters for the rangers here in the center of the park. Roger Layton's office is in that building." He pointed toward a log structure about a hundred yards away from where he'd parked the Jeep.
Unlike most people who started groggily from a short sleep, Dallas was instantly awake. She scanned the line of buildings, then headed toward the one Jeremy had pointed out. Jeremy followed closely on her heels.
"Welcome aboard, Dallas," Roger Layton beamed from behind his large oak desk.
Jeremy glared at him. "You knew Dallas Marshall was a woman all along, didn't you?"
"Well, with a job like this we do require extensive research into the applicant's background." Layton smiled impishly, his graying hair the only evidence of age in the man. His face was tanned leather and his body rock hard from years of physical labor. "I admit it would have been pretty difficult not to notice that Miss Marshall was female."
To her surprise, the gently suggestive look in Layton's eyes did not spark her temper, but instead sent a shivering warmth to her snatch. She could feel the wetness seeping into her panties at the mere thought of bedding this sly old fox. "Please, call me Dallas," she said. She extended her hand.
Layton gripped it solidly in her own. She felt her cunt tingle. If no one else in the park service liked her, it would be enough to have a friend like Roger Layton.
She watched the play of emotions on the faces of the two men. Layton was clearly enjoying himself. He could have told the rangers weeks ago that their new recruit was a woman, but he likely saw it as more fun this way. And she sensed it was the older man's way of getting an honest reaction out of men like Jeremy.
Exhausted, she excused herself and headed out the door, but not before she heard the beginning of the heated words being exchanged between the two men. Jeremy Lake wasn't going to take a woman in the rangers so easily. She wondered if a mind so closed could ever be opened.
She refused to dwell on it further. All she wanted was a hot bath and a warm bed. Tomorrow she began her career as a full-fledged ranger and she damn well intended to be ready for anything. She crawled into bed and was instantly asleep.
She woke to the first shimmering rays of the sun sifting through the lace curtains of her room. It couldn't be morning already, she sighed. Stretching her supple body languorously, she delayed getting out of bed for a few minutes. This would be her last night to sleep naked for sometime. She enjoyed the feel of the fresh, clean linen against her nude flesh. The country fabric roused her nipples to tiny peaks of hardness.
Without conscious thought she reached up and began playing with first one, then the other. What would Roger Layton's mouth feel like on her firm boobs, she wondered? Or even Jeremy Lake's.
Her tongue traced the outline of her lips, slowly, sensuously. She allowed her finger to trail downward from her breast until it rested just above the golden muff of her cunt. She moaned in frustration, unbidden desire building within her. Unable to stop herself she continued manipulating her nipples with one hand, while the other gently probed her throbbing clit.
"Oooh," she sighed, caught up in a passion too long denied.
Her middle finger slipped from her clit. In an unleashed frenzy she plunged it into her steamy twat. In and out, in and out she thrust the tiny digit. Her breathing rate increased. With a sudden violence she kicked off the restraining sheet. Deeper and deeper she forced her finger into her seething hole. Sobbing with frustration she realized her slim finger made a poor substitute for a thick hard dick.
With increasing urgency she continued the desperate fingering of her gash. Her legs spread wide apart with an instinct all their own. Faster, faster she urged her finger to bring her what only a cock could fully deliver.
In a blinding effort for fulfillment she pinched and pulled each nipple with her other hand. With head bent forward she raised her left breast to her mouth.
Tenderly at first, then with mounting need she sucked and pulled on the orb, licking and teasing the nipple frequently with her darting tongue. As if jealous of the attention, her right tit began to throb. Dallas quickly transferred her lapping tongue to her right cone. Waves of delight surged through her body. Maybe she could bring herself off after all!
Her cunt juices flowed freely now, bathing her slit in their warmth. Working feverishly her mouth scampered from globe to globe. Dallas heard herself groaning as she jammed three fingers into her spasming hole. Her back arched again, higher this time, as she bucked her way toward release.
"I don't believe it!" she cried. "I'm actually coming. I'm coming! Oh, it's been so long! So damned long! Oh, I wish I had a cock to ream me. What I wouldn't give for a big fat dick in my cunt right now." Faster, faster her fingers stroked.
"Oooooaaahhhh!" she sighed. Thrilling shivers of excitement heaved through her. A ripping orgasm tore through her entire body, jolting her into wave after wave of long denied pleasure. She made no effort to hold back.
Thoroughly exhausted at last, she lay limply back against the feather pillows. Her body, physically frustrated for months, was now partially appeased. A light, damp sweat glistened across her naked skin.
She didn't want to think about what she'd just allowed to happen. It shouldn't have happened, she knew. Not if she wanted to give her total concentration to her job.
"Damn! I could just see Jeremy Lake's face if he saw what happened here this morning. Typical horny bitch, he'd say. More interested in sex than her career. Well, I'll be damned if I'll ever let him see that part of me."
Suppressing a shudder, she forced herself out of bed. Could she really keep her traitorous body under control? For the sake of her job, she hoped so.
From outside her window the fresh scent of pine mingled with wood smoke assailed her nostrils, providing, temporarily at least, a respite from the turmoil of the morning. No one was going to force her from this jab just because she was a woman. She'd always given a hundred ten percent. She wasn't going to stop now.
Dressing quickly, she hurried down to the mess hall to confront her co-workers on her first full day on the job.
"Over here!" called the familiar voice.
She looked toward the opposite side of the large room with its dozen bench tables to see Jeremy Lake and another man waving that she could join them. Not trusting Lake in the least, she nevertheless crossed the room to his side.
"You're looking lovely this morning," he said.
"Cut the bullshit," Dallas snapped. "I'm here to do a job, and I'm going to do it."
"Didn't I tell you she was feisty," Jeremy grinned, nudging an elbow into the side of his companion. "Oh, where are my manners?" he groaned, his tone of voice indicating he could care less about courtesy where Dallas was concerned. "I'd like you to meet my friend Nathan Collins."
Dallas shook hands with the sandy-haired giant. He was as good looking as Jeremy, though not even a tenth as arrogant, she'd wager. He smiled good-naturedly and gripped her hand firmly. "Nice to have you aboard, Dallas. Don't pay any attention to big-toed boobs like Jeremy here."
"Hey, she's the one with the boobs . . . "
"Cut it out, Jeremy," Nate warned. "She's got a right to a fair chance at least. And I, for one, intend to give it to her."
Jeremy sighed. "All right, all right, I know when I'm licked. Or at least outnumbered. But I'll tell this to both of you," he pointed a finger at Dallas, "and remember, I'm saying this to your face. You won't last two weeks out here. Two weeks."
"Care to make that bet interesting?" Dallas queried.
"Damned interesting, in fact." His eyes trailed suggestively up and down her body. "If I'm right and you're out in two weeks, you strip naked and fuck my brains out in the place of my choice."
"I what?" Dallas sputtered.
"You heard me. Is it a deal?"
"And what if I'm not out? What's in this deal for me?"
"You name it, honey doll."
Dallas stiffened. She was getting very tired of this arrogant bastard's attitude. It was high time someone taught him a lesson. But dare she take such a risky bet? What if she lost . . . then he would have the right to . . . ? No, she wouldn't think of that. She would win.
"All right," she said. "You said I could name it, right?"
"Just say the word."
"You're my slave for twenty-four hours." It was Jeremy's turn to look a little pale. "Your what?"
"My slave. Whatever this woman wants, Mister Male Chauvinist Piglet, this woman gets. Understood?"
For the briefest instant Jeremy hesitated, then he laughed heartily. "Hey, what am I thinking of? I'm not going to have to be anybody's slave. You're going to be sucking my dick, after you quit the service."
Dallas stuck out a hand. "Then we've got a bet?"
Jeremy accepted the handshake. "Done." Nate laughed. "You've really gone and done it to yourself this time, Jeremy. And I'm a witness."
"You mean you think she's got a chance,"
Jeremy sniffed. "Hell, easiest fuck I ever got. Two weeks, Marshall. Two weeks."
With that he and Nate headed toward their Jeep. "Well," he called behind them, his blue eyes boring into Dallas's, "aren't you coming?"
"With you?" Damn, she should have known the bastard had something up his sleeve.
"Hell yes with us," he said, chuckling. "Maybe I shouldn't have said two weeks." He waited as she vaulted into the Jeep. "With what I've got in mind for you today, honey, I would have been safe to say two hours." He grabbed at his crotch as the Jeep roared to life. "I might as well get my meat ready. Your tongue is going to be sliding up and down my dong before the day is out."
CHAPTER THREE
All along the scenic ride, Dallas could think of only one thing-why on earth had she made such a ridiculous wager with Jeremy? If she was out of the rangers in two weeks she would have to fuck the man. Fuck him! God, how long had it been since she'd been in a man's bed? She'd given up that luxury for the sake of her career.
Of course, she didn't believe for an instant that she would lose the wager. Yet. . . What was it that was really bothering her? And then it struck her. It wasn't winning or losing the wager. It was fucking Jeremy. Fucking him and having him find her lacking. Because as much as she would like to deny it, she found herself drawn to the man. He was one sexy looking guy, in spite of his chauvinistic attitudes. The sound of his voice brought her out of her reverie.
"Pull over here," he directed Nate. "We might as well get started on getting our little lady here out of the service."
Dallas swallowed, grabbing rein on her temper. "Do you have to be so damned blatant about it?"
"Would you rather I sneaked behind your back?" He stalked over to the edge of a stand of pine trees that stretched as far as the eye could see. "Time for a little lesson on what a ranger does in his spare time. Think you're up to it, Dallas?"
"If you can dish it out," she gritted, "I can take it. I had men who were bigger assholes that you to deal with when I was in college."
"Oooh, testy, testy," he mocked. He waved an arm at Nate. "Let's show her the kind of wildlife we specialize in, old buddy."
Dallas watched as Jeremy and Nate disappeared into the trees. What are they up to? She took a step back, thinking she should just return to the Jeep and stay there. Then she straightened. They weren't going to scare her off that easily. Besides, she was suddenly wildly curious about Jeremy's remark. Just what was he going to be doing amongst the trees?
She had lost sight of them and so was forced to follow the sound of their voices through the thick tree growth. She gasped, as the sound of other voices carried back her. Female voices. Her jaw clenched. She suddenly knew exactly what Jeremy meant by wildlife.
Damn his hide anyway. He was doing this deliberately. Somehow he had sensed her insecurity when it came to sex, and he intended to use it to his full advantage.
"Well it isn't going to work," she said aloud. "I don't care who you're screwing and how you're screwing 'em. It isn't going to work."
Then why was her pussy tingling now as she walked? Why did she wish she was the woman she had just heard squealing with delight? Was Jeremy's no doubt sizable rod already stuffed into the girl's snatch?
Dallas stepped into a clearing, stopping dead in her tracks. She had expected the sight to be erotic, but what she saw almost sent her to her knees.
Two nubile young ladies were cavorting at the edge of a burbling brook stark naked! Beads of crystal clear water trailed from their jiggling nipples. Nate and Jeremy had obviously arranged this meeting. Dallas was certain of it when Jeremy turned to make sure she had arrived. He gave her a mock salute, then turned back to the girls. "This is how it's done, Dallas!" he called over his shoulder. "Take notes now. I want you to know what I like."
Dallas trembled. Again he had hinted at what she feared most. Displeasing a man she liked in the act of lovemaking. Damn, maybe she should pay strict attention. There had been parts of her education she had sorely neglected these past six years. Perhaps it was time to amend that oversight. She sat down. She would watch. In fact, she would make certain she missed nothing.
Like playful sea nymphs the two thoroughly wet, thoroughly naked girls splashed water at the two rapidly approaching rangers. Jeremy and Nate homed in like wolves on a blood scent.
"Lori," he yelled, "you're first!"
"That means Sally is mine!" Nate laughed.
Jeremy's arms circled around the squealing Lori. Nate came up from underneath Sally and gave her cunt a suggestive squeeze.
"I want you in the grass, right now, sweet tits," Jeremy sighed as he grabbed a handful of fleshy boob. Lori's hand slid against his crotch, gripping his flaming rod.
"I'm ready any time you are," she cooed.
Together the two naked girls and two stripping guys splashed toward shore. A tangle of pussy, tit, cock and ass landed in a heap on the grassy bank. Nobody cared who was grabbing whose what. Jeremy found himself with his face in Sally's cunt and a hand on Lori's ass. Nate was equally pleased with his bit of Lori's tit, and Sally's eager mouth wrapped firmly around his jerking prick.
"Wait a minute, wait a minute," Jeremy choked. "Let's get this orgy organized here. There's got to be something seriously wrong with this arrangement. My dong is very lonely down there."
"Oh, poor baby," Lori cried sympathetically. She immediately slid herself down between Jeremy's legs. A sudden lusty warmth caressed his dick. Jeremy forced himself deeper into the cavern of Lori's mouth. He sighed contentedly as he felt the cockhead tingle against the back of her throat. Lori's gentle stroking motions increased their velocity. Harder and harder she sucked and pulled and manipulated his turgid meat.
"I'm going to suck you until you come, Jeremy," she cried between mouthfuls. "And all the while I'm going to imagine you're old Smokey himself."
Lori giggled with delight as she continued to suck. She ground the soft, spongy flesh of her firm ripe boobs against Jeremy's furry chest. The lips of her pulsing love hole began to grow wet in horny anticipation.
"Oh, baby," Sally cried, watching how hot her friend was getting. "Oh, baby, I can't watch this any more. I've got to have some dick in my pussy. It's just steamin' down there."
Nate happily obliged the youthful brunette. Without preliminaries he stuck his fingers into Sally's dripping hole. She was in need of his services all right. His prick was harder than he could ever remember it being before. Watching Lori going down on Jeremy sent waves of lust coursing to every nerve cell in his body.
He squeezed a jiggling jug with his free hand, while running the other nipple back and forth gently between his teeth. With an expert tongue he lapped at her tits, trailing often to the valley beneath them.
He lifted himself above the panting female. Her arms circled him possessively, her fingernails clawing at his back.
"Stuff it in, baby," she begged. "Stuff it in me up to the hilt! I want to feel those big bouncing balls of yours slamming against my ass!" The ache was deep within her. She wanted only to feel a hot, male body smothering her naked flesh with his.
Nate happily obliged the squirming Sally. Jamming his nine-inch dong into her red hot pussy, he shuddered in ecstasy at the bubbling wetness of her cunt juices. The painful raking of her nails on his back only increased the lusty need in his loins. Faster and faster he pumped. The thunder in his balls told him he was already only seconds away from shooting his load.
Sally writhed to the rhythm of Nate's pelvic thrusts. With each motion she slammed her cunt up to meet him.
"Stay with me!" she screamed. "Stay with me all the way! Please. Please, don't pull it out! Whatever you do, don't pull it out."
Nate had no such intentions. Harder, faster he drove into her. His balls were on fire. Her cunt squished and gurgled, her spasming muscles seeking to trap him inside her forever.
At the same instant, Nate exploded his jism into her seething twat. Again and again he ejected his cream into her convulsing tunnel.
"Eat it, sweet lips," he commanded, rolling off her supple body. "Eat it all. Don't miss a single precious drop of my cream, please!"
Eagerly Sally changed positions to comply. Lapping and laving she cleaned his prick of every detectable drop of their mingled love juices.
All of this heady action was not lost on Jeremy and Lori. She continued her happy ministrations on the ranger's dick. Sally's orgasmic cries spurred her to lick faster, faster. She bathed Jeremy's entire shaft with her tongue. Her teeth caressed him ever so lightly, as she slowly, torturingly licked the quivering pole.
Jeremy wanted to spew his juice all over her face, but he was enjoying himself so he held back. Her soft red hair lay thickly across his thighs.
"Suck it. Oh, suck it," he moaned. Never had he known such good head. The girl could make a highly successful living just giving blow jobs. Her headed bobbed up and down, her lips moving, always moving, now gently mouthing his balls.
Each nut was like a precious gem entrusted to her delicate lips. Kneading, sucking, caressing, her mouth held Jeremy at the point of madness.
Jeremy's hips and ass rose to meet her seeking tongue. Rocking up and down he forced himself ever further into her savoring mouth
"Suck that dick. Oh, sweet tits, suck that dick." Lori's tireless tongue flicked back and forth as her mouth slid the length of him. She rubbed the very tip of his cockhead, driving him wild with lusty abandon.
Suddenly she seemed to swallow him whole. Up and down, up and down, her strokes coming faster, faster. Then just as suddenly she stopped.
Jeremy was a volcano in need of eruption. The forces within him were beyond control. He grabbed Lori's head, forcing her back down. But before her lips circled him again, she called to Nate.
"Give me some dick! I want a cock in me-both ends of me! Now. Please."
Nate, recovering from his fuck with Sally, obligingly settled himself behind the redhead's dainty ass cheeks. His dork was ready to get it on once again. As Lori's lips devoured Jeremy's cock, Nate's meat made a rear entry into her seeping snatch.
The redhead's tongue raced around Jeremy's steaming cockhead. Her seeking lips and devouring mouth seemed to hold an inexhaustible energy supply. What a mouth, Jeremy thought. She was really doing a job on him. He'd held himself in check as long as humanly possible.
"I'm gonna do it," he cried. "Suck me hard! I'm gonna come now!" His hips bucked wildly, ramming his dork down Lori's slavering throat. Raw, grinding pleasure coursed the length and width of his pulsing shaft. Spewing forth like a fire hose, his cock gave the redhead all she could handle and then some. Lori's darting tongue worked furiously to lap up every delicious drop of jism from his glistening rod. Lick, lap, lave, she didn't want to miss a bit.
The sounds of Jeremy's explosion sent jets of cum spurting from Nate's pounding prick. Lori's greedy cunt was getting almost as much as her slurping lips. With incredible control she squeezed her cunt muscles around Nate's ejecting rod, drinking every drop into her pussy, even as her tongue sought every drop from Jeremy's dick as it slithered down her jism-starved throat.
"Oh, Sally, don't let it go to waste, honey," Lori cried. "Don't miss any!"
Jeremy and Nate stared in fascination as the brunette fell at once to the task of cleaning up the redhead's spasming, cum-filled pussy.
"Eat all of it, Sally. Please, eat me good," Lori begged. And Sally did just that. Her mouth fastened on the eager cunt and gobbled like there was no tomorrow. Lori's moans and shudders of delight only spurred Sally to lick faster and drink deeper her beautiful friend's delicious pussy.
"I love it," Lori moaned. "Oh, that's so good." She arched her body in ecstatic orgasmic delight.
Finally, four sweating, gasping, grasping bodies clung together in the wet grass. No one felt like moving. No one could move. Each wanted to savor the passion they had just shared for as long as possible.
Jeremy flopped onto his back, allowing the sun to dry the last of his cum into a sticky mass on his now spent rod. The Rockies loomed in the near distance. "My prick was as hard as that mountain range three minutes ago," he sighed. "Now it's as limp as the grass under my butt."
"Don't worry," Sally giggled. "We'll take care of that real soon."
He had no doubt they would. He glanced toward the edge of the clearing, not surprised to see that Dallas was no longer there. Too much for her, he smirked. But before two weeks was up, he was damned well going to get into her twat. "I'll probably have to thaw it out first," he murmured.
"What'd you say?" Lori cried. "Thaw it out?
Not my puss!"
"No, no," Jeremy laughed. "Never yours, angel. You're so hot, you're a danger to the forest on dry days."
She gave him a playful swat, then slowly, lovingly began to toy with his dick once again. She loved to fuck Jeremy, though she knew they had no future together. They just met every once in a while by the creek and screwed each other's brains out. She hadn't missed the way his eyes kept straying to that strange woman earlier. Lori didn't know who the female ranger was, but she sensed intuitively that she and Jeremy were going to have sparks of their own flying in these woods-and soon.
For now, she could care less. Jeremy was here and he was with her, and her pussy was in need of a cock once again. Eagerly she lowered her mouth to his rising rod, grinning at the response she'd already gotten out of him.
"You have the world's best mouth," Jeremy sighed, arching his head back and reveling in the pleasure being evoked in his crotch. Why did he think of Dallas when he said that? Damn, the woman was starting to interfere with his fucking life. That he couldn't allow.
He would win the bet and she would leave the ranger service. And he would finish her humiliation by reaming the hell out of her and having her begging for more.
CHAPTER FOUR
Dallas couldn't bear to watch the four writhing naked bodies one more minute. Knowing Jeremy would curse her for it later, she clambered into the Jeep and tore off down the road. The wind whipped the tears from her eyes, blinding her, until finally she was forced to pull off on a service road and bring the Jeep to a halt.
"I want to fuck!" she screamed to the wilderness. "I want someone to hold me, ream me, fuck me. I want it so bad. It's been so long, so very long." She leaned her head on the steering wheel and sobbed until she thought her heart would break.
Choosing a celibate life for her career's sake had been a mistake. How big of a mistake had never been more in evidence than ten minutes ago when she watched Jeremy and Nate go at those two nymphettes. She had ached to go down and join them, to grab a prick and direct it to her empty snatch. But in the end, she had been unable to do so. All she could imagine was Jeremy Lake's "I-told-you-so" laughter if she had gone down there and begged him to ream her.
"Stop it," she hissed to herself. "Just stop it. You've got to stop letting that bastard get to you." She slid out of the Jeep and tromped into the woods, not caring in what direction she walked. This time at least the awesome peace of the wilderness soothed her.
Still she was not ready to return to the Jeep, to Jeremy and Nate. She needed a little more time. She continued to make her way through the tangle of bushes and trees, until she discovered to her astonishment a small, hidden pool of water. On the other side of the pool, which she guessed to be about a half mile across, stood a lone backpacker.
She quickly dove down under the cover of the brush. As a ranger her first duty was to make certain the man was up to nothing illegal.
To her amazed eyes he peeled off first his backpack, then his shirt and boots. She swallowed hard, as his jeans and briefs were next. Her heart pounded. He was standing there, stark naked, his back to her.
"Turn around," she whispered. "Please, turn around. I want to see if it matches the rest of you."
He did turn. Dallas gasped in lusty wonder at the size of his magnificent rod. Hanging limply between his legs it still must have measured eight inches, even at this distance. What would it look like ready for action?
His body was something out of Greek mythology. Magnificent. Lean, hard muscles; a taut ass, slim waist; narrow hips. Perfection. She chided herself for staring at him, when he wasn't even aware of her presence, but she couldn't tear her eyes away. As she watched, the tall, well-muscled giant dove headlong into the clear blue water.
Several heart-stopping minutes later he resurfaced, inhaling deeply while shaking a fine spray of water from his dark hair. With strokes that seemed effortless he swam the length and breadth of the small pool of water. Nearing the shore opposite Dallas, he stopped suddenly, and again disappeared beneath the surface. This time his legs rose like twin columns beneath the surface. Like a small boy he was doing handstands in the water. His long arms allowed his hips to break the surface as well. Dallas stared in awe as his upside down prick flopped serenely against his glistening skin. With a sudden flip, he completed the somersault.
Dallas could barely contain herself. Her mind traveled wildly in several directions at once. She conjured images of that monstrous wet prick sliding into her moistening cunt. Shaking her head, she tried to clear away the lewd thoughts.
"I'm being completely unprofessional," she muttered. "My first day on the job all I'm thinking about is pricks. I see some guy skinny-dipping and all I want in the world is for that dick of his to be stuffed into my snatch."
Her words did little to halt her rising passion, now spreading its tingling warmth to the rising nub of her clit.
"I'm alone here. No one would ever know." Yes, perhaps, this was her chance at last to end her self-imposed celibacy without compromising her professionalism.
With the instinctive sensuality of a stripper, Dallas ever so slowly began to undo the buttons of her uniform shirt. Never once did she take her eyes off of the undulating form of the tall, naked swimmer in front of her.
Her shirt lay on the ground, her pants following quickly. Already her panties were hopelessly soaked with her rapidly flowing pussy juices. Her tongue traced the outline of her lips, her breathing slowed, keeping time with the tiny thrusting movements of her hips. Gently she lay back on the soft green grass that grew behind the bushes which concealed her.
Desperately she unhooked her bra and flung it to one side. Then she slid her tiny panties down her slender legs. She stood among the bushes feeling as wild and free as the forest around her, naked and needing, a woman. Her body hungered for the feel of the cool grass against her flesh. Answering the growing need of her pussy, she inched her right hand toward her furry bush.
Tenderly she twirled the silken hairs around her index finger. A long sigh escaped her lips. With torturous care she cupped her large breasts and shook them ever so slightly. Taking the nipples in her fingers she stroked and kneaded them, sending waves of exquisite pleasure through her body.
With tender loving care she massaged the pink aureoles until they stood out, firm and pointing. Then her hands strayed again toward her beckoning cunt lips, passing slowly over her firm belly, caressing her own smooth skin.
With infinite patience, her fingers entwined themselves in her golden blonde bush. Slowly she pushed her trembling cunt lips apart, exposing the moist pink interior to the warm gentle rays of the afternoon sun. She rubbed the lips together and felt the slippery, lubricating juices flow even more freely. She inserted a finger just inside the tunnel opening. Her pussy arched upward, sucking at the finger like a hungry mouth.
Her clit stood erect, and when she touched it bolts of lightning shot through her body. She stirred on the soft grass as her finger made slurping noises in the hot, juicy flesh.
Her eyes traveled once again to the dark-haired god swimming obliviously in the pool. How she wished her finger were his big prick now trailing out of her sight in the cool waters.
Her body arched downward, grinding her buttocks into the grass. Her hips moved back and forth as the pure sensual pleasure of touching mother earth drove her into a passionate frenzy.
Her hands returned to her ample tits, kneading and massaging them until they were pink and glowing in the warm sunlight. She circled her fingers round and round the thrusting nipples until they ached with lust.
Frustration began to take its toll. A soft moan escaped her lips.
"I wish he knew I was here," she breathed. Inserting her finger into her cunt, she made contact with the essence of her womanhood. Vigorously she massaged the hard button, her hips working spasmodically in a circular motion. A second finger found its way into her slavering hole.
Up and down, up and down she thrust her fingers, her pleasure increasing tenfold. Faster and faster she stroked, glancing down to watch her stomach muscles flex under her ministrations.
As her body tensed, her heartbeat increased. Her breathing grew more rapid. She felt the wave of an approaching orgasm, and arched her hips to meet it head on.
"Well, you look like you're having a lot of fun," came the warm male voice.
She started violently, tearing her finger away from her snatch in utter embarrassment. Towering over her naked body stood an equally naked hiker. She made a desperate lunge for her clothes, but his voice stopped her.
"Now why cover up such a beautiful body?" he asked. "It would be almost sinful to hide breasts like that-so firm, so ripe. And that snatch of yours, my God, I could see it dripping when I climbed out of the water."
She couldn't take her eyes off of his prick. Tiny droplets of water shone like twinkling stars in the pubic hair surrounding his rod.
Almost against her will Dallas stretched back. The soft earthy smells of the forest assailed her nostrils. Her pussy juices were still flowing freely. Her heart pounded, her breath coming in short gasps. How she longed to feel that monster prick in her cunt! Her hands moved over her soft flesh once again, stroking and caressing every tender spot. Every cell of her body flamed with desire.
Any thoughts of being unprofessional fled into a whirlwind of lust. The sticky oozing of her cunt sent her to new heights.
"What's your name?" she asked softly, wanting to know what to call this incredible hunk.
"Jess," came the quiet reply. "And you?"
"Beth," Dallas lied, some last vestige of sanity prompting her to conceal her identity lest he later report her to the park service.
Jess laughed good-naturedly. "Okay, don't tell me your real name. Names don't count here anyway. All that counts is what's between your legs, and what's between mine."
He was right, she decided. All either of them cared about now was appeasing the demands of their bodies. The dick she so craved grew harder and longer before her eyes. Thick, thicker, thickest. She suddenly feared her hole might not be able to accommodate its size.
"Don't look so nervous," he said. "Your cunt can handle him." He gave his prick an affectionate pat.
She smiled in anticipation, not caring even if Jeremy and Nate showed up at this moment. Nothing was going to stop her from having that dick in her cunt. Her hand reached up to circle the turgid meat. It felt as good as it looked.
He sighed, dropping to his knees beside her.
Dallas licked her lips. Fascinated, she watched the huge dork bob up and down as though it had a life of its own.
Jess eased his pelvis forward, holding his dick like a spear in front of him.
Dallas could wait no longer. The surging tide in her pussy gushed like a bursting dam. As much as she wanted to suck the hell out of that magnificent dick, she wanted even more to feel the power of him in her spasming slit.
Quickly, she turned her body toward the advancing prick. Her legs spread themselves wide apart. Unabashedly she thrust her hips toward him. An army could come upon them now, and she would not be denied that prick!
Jess lowered himself onto the writhing ranger. The tip of his cockhead teased the entrance to her gaping gash. She was so hot, she groaned with lust. Her hands slid under her buttocks, raising them off the ground, offering her pussy to his bulging cock as a virgin might offer herself as sacrifice to ancient gods.
The hot, slippery cavern impaled the tip of his maleness. Fearfully she held herself in that position. What if she wasn't big enough?, she thought wildly. God, she had to be. She just had to be!
The hiker reached down and grabbed her thighs with each hand. Pulling them upward, he locked her legs around his waist. His prick slid farther into her hole. There it lingered, half its huge length buried within the furry mound of her pussy.
"Ram it in me!" Dallas shrieked. "Ram it in me to the balls! I want it all! Please, it's been so long. I want every inch of your damn prick!"
Jess didn't move. There had been one or two women in his life who hadn't been able to take him all in. He remembered the bitter frustration. Staring at the supple naked body before him he realized that he couldn't bear it if this quivering lusty lady proved to be too small. Half in, half out he held himself still in indecision.
"Damn you! You're driving me fucking crazy!" Dallas screamed. "Ram that rod in me! Now! You friggin' pussy teaser."
She writhed uncontrollably, trying to force her hips upward. If he wouldn't come to her, she would go up to him. She was partly successful. Three-fourths of him now rested in her lust-crazed snatch.
"Fuck me! Damn you! Fuck me! I need that dick. Oh, please, Jess. Please. I'll die if you don't fuck me soon. I feel like I'm going to explode. Fuck me, Jess. Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me."
With a sudden powerful thrust Jess gave in to her overpowering lust. He rammed himself forward, groaning in ecstasy as he did so.
"It fits! It fits!" he yelled triumphantly, reveling in the feel of his hairy balls slapping against her smooth, tight rump.
Dallas reached up, urging his face toward hers. She pressed her mouth to his. Her tongue snaked into his mouth and she tasted his warm, wet breath. His tongue retaliated like a wild serpent as he probed and licked her mouth.
The voluptuous ranger lost all control. No longer did she think of how unprofessional her behavior was. How this might affect her job didn't matter. All she wanted to do was fuck. To experience the complete delights of one another's bodies.
Her hands explored the contours of the muscular body above her. She held his buttocks hard against her, enjoying the sensations of his tensing ass.
"Oh, Jess, you are good. You're so good. You've no idea what this means to me."
"My pleasure," Jess grinned. "My pleasure indeed." He jammed his meat deeper into her gaping hole, moaning audibly when he felt her cunt contract tightly around it. Some of her cunt juice reached his balls.
"Oooooh," Dallas sighed again. His hot pole worked its magic in and out, in and out. She could have sworn it didn't stop until it nudged the underside of her throat. Wide and deep it pushed up into her, shoving the walls of her cunt aside in its journey to her depths. Then he would withdraw, leaving her begging for more.
All the while Dallas kept her legs wound tightly around him. Her hands trailed the length and breadth of his taut body, while her mouth continued its happy exploration of his mouth.
Jess pushed his hips at her, hunching fiercely, driving his sword in to the hilt. Thrust after thrust, plunge after plunge he dove deeper into her spasming slit.
Dallas did not accept his plunges passively. She met each one by forcing her pussy upward, her ass bouncing up and down on the soft green carpet of grass.
Pleasure flowed over her in wave after wave. Stronger and stronger. She felt the final crest, the tidal wave of ecstasy as it approached. She opened her mouth to scream.
"Oh, it's fantastic. Jess! Ohh! I'm coming! I'm coming! I don't believe it. I'm going to come! Oh, oh, oh!" An ear-splitting shriek broke the peaceful stillness of the forest as Dallas allowed herself to be carried off on a tide of madness.
Her cunt grabbed frantically at his plunging rod, squeezing it, strangling it, driving Jess as wild as she was.
"I'm coming, too," he cried. Faster, faster, deeper, deeper he probed her eager depths. His balls contracted, his cock rammed deep, then exploded in a torrential flood of sticky juices.
Dallas arched herself forward, welcoming the warm liquid into her thirsting hole. Her pulsating pussy gobbled each precious drop. Her orgasm reached another peak and the intensity of the sensation caused her to cry out with grunting animal noises.
Their combined juices flowed freely from her clutching hole. She felt them running down into the crack of her ass. Their bodies sloshed together, as Jess continued to pump her cunt, just as her cunt continued to prime his pump.
His orgasm at last reaching its peak, Jess collapsed forward onto Dallas. She kissed his eyes, his nose, his lips, his hair. Never had she felt so good. And with a complete stranger!
"That was incredible," she breathed. "Just incredible. Thank you."
"Thank you," Jess whispered. "You were pretty damned fantastic yourself."
They lay together in each other's arms, neither wanting to spoil the mood. Dallas learned his full name, Jess Marsden. Weekdays he was a salesman for a high tech computer company, but weekends he was in a world apart. Hiking, backpacking, sailing, he loved them all.
"And you're a park ranger, right?"
"I never said any such thing."
"I saw your uniform on the ground yonder. Don't worry. Your secret's safe with me."
Dallas smiled with gratitude.
"So how about another fuck?" he prodded. "You've got such a fantastic body, I can't seem to get enough."
Now that wasn't a bad idea at all, Dallas mused. This guy was one helluva stud. She was already beginning to feel the renewed stirrings in her snatch. She looked at Jess. He was obviously feasting on the sight of her naked body.
Her naked breasts beckoned to him like firm ripe melons to a starving man. He bent down to taste first one, then the other. His tongue flicked gently over the smooth surface, sending chills of pleasure rippling through his body.
While he kissed and tongued her tits, his hands wandered over her, feeling, exploring, probing over the full expanse of her warm, sensuous flesh. The moist, sticky entrance to her hole quivered when he touched it. Tenderly he twirled the glistening fur. A single finger snaked its way into her waiting hole. He smiled. It was like sticking his finger into a vat of warm honey. He added another finger, stirring and massaging until her clit stood firm and pointed.
Dallas groaned with contentment. This man certainly knew how to please a woman. She felt herself growing hotter by the minute. She arched up longingly against his probing fingers. Her hands reached out and began a gentle caressing of their own on the firm, hard muscles of his lean body.
She stared at his long, thick pole, again grown huge with passion. It jerked and throbbed like a living thing.
"I haven't had anything to eat yet today," he said, grinned. "Do you mind?"
She watched his eyes travel to her pulsing snatch. She licked her lips in anticipation. "No, I don't mind at all," she whispered.
Jess eased himself between her long, supple legs. Dallas accommodated him by spreading them wide apart. Deftly the tall hiker fell at once to his task. He found the scent of her intoxicating. Her strong female scent, the lingering smell of their lovemaking drove him into a frenzy. He was suddenly overwhelmed with the need to eat pussy. His tongue dove into the spread cunt lips. His mouth filled with their mingled juices.
"Oh, sweet, sweet, baby," he moaned. "You taste like heaven."
Dallas's cunt spasmed happily at the eager tongue invading her depths. Deeper and deeper he speared the darting oral snake. She grasped him firmly on both sides of his head, holding him prisoner at the entrance of her twat, lest he dare change his mind.
Jess had no such intention. His head moved up and down. His tongue made long, lapping motions. Dallas's pussy spewed more juice to add to the flood that already existed in the sodden gash.
"Don't stop," she begged. "Oh, please, Jess, whatever you do, don't stop."
Jess smiled and grabbed her clit with his seeking mouth. He sucked hard and fast, encouraging the tiny bud to blossom. Her whole body contorted with pleasure. Her hips ground at him in circular motions as she continued to hold his head prisoner at her snatch entryway.
"Oh, aaauuughhh!" she screamed. "My cunt is on fire! Unnggh!"
Jess sucked and probed, lapped and laved. He loved the taste of fresh, hot pussy. He grinned as Dallas writhed in ecstasy. He thrived on making women come this way. It gave him that much more to eat.
In wild abandon Dallas thrust her pelvis up to meet the questing tongue. Out of her mind with passion she rolled over onto her stomach, groaning, contracting the muscles of her cunt.
Jess understood her need and lay on the ground. Instantly Dallas smashed her cunt to his face, grinding the tender lips against his expert mouth. Her hips undulated frantically. Up, down, around she ground herself onto him, all the while shrieking with pleasure.
She leaned over him, grabbing his free hands and laying them on her tits. He squeezed hard and Dallas squealed with delight. His tongue still worked happily between her thighs. Suddenly Dallas knew the true meaning of animal lust. Never had she felt so completely free of inhibition. Nothing penetrated her mind except the pure carnal pleasures of the moment.
She arched herself further forward, her cunt still in his mouth. She grabbed his throbbing shaft with both hands. It almost took both hands just to steady the huge dork.
As Jess kneaded the prime flesh of her boobs, Dallas began her expert motions on his rising prick. Over and over she pumped the mighty organ.
"Oh, sweet heaven," he groaned. "I think I'm going to come again."
"Not yet!" Dallas warned. "Please, not yet." Frantically, she stuck the huge cockhead in her mouth. "I want to taste you this time," she mumbled around the big dork. "Like you're tasting me."
Jess's whole body shuddered. Dallas took as much of the immense meat into her mouth as she could manage. Gently she took his balls in her hands.
The feelings of pleasure roared though him like an Amtrak express. He slurped deeper and deeper into the pulsing pussy above him. He felt like he wanted to shove his entire head up into that luscious hole.
"Oh, Jess," she cried. "I'm going to come again, too!" Her body shuddered violently. "Oh, fuck me, Jess. Fuck me with that master tongue. Yes, oh, yes. That's the way! Oh, you're so good, Jess, so damned good." Her cunt twitched involuntarily. "Oh, it's here, Jess. I'm coming! I'm cooooomm-mmiiinnggg!"
Jess gobbled down the flood of cunt juice that poured from Dallas's orgasmic pussy. He drank down swallow after swallow. Never had he seen a woman cream so hard and so much. He was drinking now for his own survival. He'd drown if he stopped!
Ever so gradually Dallas's peaks of orgasm began to fade. Not once did Jess stop eating her until he had drunk her dry. With each separate orgasm she continued her licking and lapping on his dick. It would soon be Jess's turn to know this kind of mind blowing pleasure. And for what he was doing for her, she was glad to return the favor.
"Get on your hands and knees," Jess ordered hoarsely. His prick was a stick of dynamite on a short fuse. He'd served her, now it was her turn to service him.
Quickly Dallas did as she was told, arching her buttocks toward him doggie style. For just an instant Jess stopped to admire the beautiful twin cheeks of her ass. Then he aimed his throbbing dick at her dripping hole and shoved it in all the way to his balls.
For just a moment he knelt behind her perfectly still, letting his meat soak up all of the slippery juices of her slit. He leaned forward grabbing a generous mound of tit in each hand.
Dallas was in heaven again. That huge dick was impaled in her to the max! Pleasure and pain mingled to bring her another shuddering climax. And he hadn't even begun to move in her yet!
Jess's motions began slowly, pulling away from her until only his cockhead remained imbedded in her. Gently he moved forward once again. As each inch was swallowed by her delicious twat, Jess experienced quivers of ecstasy shooting through her body. Doggie style, he could bury himself in her and still have his hands free to explore the tantalizing curves of her body.
It felt so good. He wished the day would never end. He could fuck this little ranger forever. Her pussy contracted mightily sending more shivers of delight through him. His balls slapped happily against her ass.
Dallas moaned softly. Again she felt the rising tide of orgasm. How could this be happening to her? She who had denied herself the pleasures of the body for so long giving herself totally to this stranger? She had sworn not to be taken in by men and their carnal ways anymore. Yet here she was in a national park stark naked, her first day on the job, and she was getting reamed to hell by a handsome stud of a hiker.
"I don't believe this," she whispered dreamily. "I don't believe you're going to make me come again."
"Believe it," Jess yelled. His strokes were longer and harder now. Faster and faster. His own release was just seconds away.
Loud slurping noises disturbed the utter stillness of the small pool of water. His cock rammed deeper and deeper into her clutching cunt. Dallas moved back hard to meet each long thrust.
"I'm coming, Jess! I'm coming."
"So am I, baby! So am I!"
"Give it all to me, Jess. Every drop!"
"Here it comes! Here it comes!"
She felt the mighty prick swell even bigger. The long dork tensed suddenly and shot out its precious load. Over and over he gushed his jism into her. Dallas's own orgasm exploded at the same moment. She felt his cream flow into her, hot and thick, setting her ablaze with lust.
Her climax washed over his huge dick while he continued to pour his cum into her perfect pussy. Even after his load was spent he didn't stop thrusting into her until, finally, overcome with exhaustion, he slumped to the ground beside her wondering if he was more dead than alive.
"Geez," he breathed, "that has to be the best fuck I've ever!"
Their arms tangled together on the soft grasses. Each of them lay in silence, lost in thought. At last they roused themselves to clean off in the perfect cool water of the tiny pond.
The mountain-fed coldness of the spring aroused their fading strength. Dallas noted with incredulity that the icy temperatures actually made her cunt tingle with pleasure. Her nipples stood taut and ready in the water. Her nipples rose like twin peaks of the Rockies. Jess reached over and grabbed one in either hand.
She couldn't believe it, but even against the coldness of the water, Jess was as hard as a tree trunk again. And she wasn't about to let that stiff dork go to waste.
Fleetingly, her mind skated to Jeremy and Nate. How had they reacted to her absconding with the Jeep? She doubted they would take the time to look for her, though they could cause real trouble if they decided to report her.
Of course, she could always mention their romp by the creek with those two nymphs. It wasn't likely they would squeal on her when she had damning information on them.
Thank heaven they hadn't witnessed her behavior with Jess. She was certain Jeremy would never let her live it down. He would win the bet because he would use her lewd, disgraceful behavior to humiliate her out of the service.
And then she would have to fuck Jeremy.
Her cunt tingled. Fuck Jeremy?
Never!
Then why was it she was imagining that the warm hands on her firm tits no longer belonged to Jess, but to that arrogant son-of-a-bitch himself, Jeremy Lake.
CHAPTER FIVE
Jeremy cursed, stopping to dump another stone from his boot. "When I get my hands on Dallas Marshall, she's going to wish she never heard of the park service."
"Come on," Nate said, "give her some credit. Can you blame her for high-tailin' it out of there in the Jeep? We weren't exactly showing her around the park."
"What the hell are you defending her for?" Jeremy grumped. "I don't believe it. What's she got that makes every man but me jump to her defense?"
"She's got brains," Nate said. "You never see a woman except for what's on her chest or between her legs."
Jeremy looked at his friend, genuinely affronted. "What the hell kind of remark is that?" He stopped by a roadside boulder and plopped himself down on it. "I think women are great."
"Then why do you object so much to women rangers. Dallas isn't the first. And she won't be the last."
"Women can be rangers," Jeremy allowed. "As long as they're not doing it anywhere near my area."
"How noble!"
"Just stuff it!" Jeremy said, climbing to his feet once again. "You weren't exactly an innocent bystander in our little orgy by the creek."
"Didn't say I was. But Sally and Lori don't run on brainwaves. They run on cunt waves."
Jeremy chuckled. "I guess you've got a point." He shaded his eyes against the glare of the afternoon sun, as he looked up the road. "At least we're almost at the inn. Jennie should take pity on us and give us a decent meal on the house."
"There you go again," Nate said. "Always thinking of women and how to use 'em."
Jeremy shook his head. There was no getting through to Nate. Or maybe, he admitted ruefully, Nate was right. Maybe he did use women. He might give it some thought some time, when his feet didn't hurt so much.
"Nate, Jeremy, what on earth?" Jennie cried, coming up to them as they stepped into the inn's lobby. "You look like you just tangled with a grizzly and lost!"
"Worse," Jeremy said, "a cantankerous female."
Nate laughed. "Can't even make it five minutes, can you?"
"You're saying you enjoyed the walk?"
"You complain to Jennie, if you want," Nate said. "I'm going to take a shower." With that, he left them.
"So what happened?" Jennie asked.
Jeremy sighed. "Ah, what the hell. It doesn't matter." He was about to ask for a menu, but Jennie's next words aroused a different appetite.
"Are you horny?" she asked, placing her mouth against his ear so that no one could overhear. She also used the occasion to flick her tongue against the sensitive lobe. Jeremy shuddered. "Lead me to your dad's office." He hesitated. "He is still out of town, isn't he?"
She nodded. "Hurry, we can use that new hide-a-bed he had brought in. Daddy does love to entertain special guests sometimes."
Eager to forget most of the morning's events, Jeremy followed her to the plush office suite. "We could do it right on this carpet if you want, Jen," he said. "I've never been on carpeting so plush, so soft." He slipped off his boots and socks, and ran his toes through the three-inch pile.
"For you, Jeremy, I'll do it anytime, anywhere."
"Then let's get at it. I need it right now, baby. Need it bad." He stared at the nubile waitress, whose wealthy father insisted she learn the hotel business from the ground up. He owned the hotel, but Jennie received no special treatment from him or anyone. Of course, she was about to receive some special treatment from Jeremy.
Quickly, he undressed her, undressed himself.
And then Jennie was on her knees in front of him. "Stuff that prick into my mouth, Jeremy!" the naked, wriggling waitress giggled. "I want to taste that stiff rod of yours. It looks so damned delicious!"
Jeremy needed no further urging. He was rock hard and ready. It was time Jennie got what was coming to her. She squealed with delight as he ran a hand up and down the length of his dick.
"Suck it!" he rasped. "Suck it until its dry! Then suck it some more."
He ignored the bed, preferring the plush carpeting, sighing with lusty contentment as Jennie scooted her curvaceous body next to his. Her long, slender fingers circled his prick, sliding slowly, sensually up and down its length.
"Oh, baby, suck it!" he repeated. "I want to feel those red, ruby lips on my meat!"
"My pleasure, Jeremy!" Eagerly, Jennie leaned over, the tips of her luscious tits brushing his thighs. Her mouth closed over the hard dick. Up and down, in and out she sucked the throbbing cock. Faster and faster she pumped him.
"Oh, that's it! That's it!" Jeremy moaned. "Don't stop! Don't stop 'til I come."
Her fingers toyed gently with his taut balls, squeezing, kneading, fondling. She sensed the muscles of his belly stiffen. She was getting him close now, damned close. She couldn't wait to taste the creamy liquid of his jism. Faster, faster she pumped him.
"Bring your cunt over to my mouth," he rasped. "I want to do the same to you that you're doing to me."
He stuck his face in her gash, pleased to discover she was already dripping wet. Her cunt muscles tightened, as his tongue probed the honey slit. She was going to drown him when it happened.
Jennie pumped ever faster on the thickened prick. Her own mind was no longer doing it consciously. She was going purely on instinct now, as her lust swept her away in a tide of passionate fury. She couldn't believe how wonderful he was making her feel simply by using his tongue on her cunt. Any second now she was going to cream all over his face.
Jeremy felt the thunder beginning in his balls. The explosion was set in motion now. Nothing could stop it. He didn't want anything to stop it!
"Come, Jeremy!" she shrieked, sucking him harder and faster than ever.
"Come with me, lover!" he shouted. "I want to feel your cream all over my face."
He could feel his load shooting into her mouth. Her own orgasm followed at once.
"Swallow it all, baby!" he cried. "Don't miss a drop!" He shot spurt after spurt into her gulping mouth. At the same time he couldn't lick fast enough to keep up with the pace of her spewing cunt. He licked and lapped and swallowed as fast as humanly possible, and still her cream kept coming.
"Damn, you are the best!" Jennie sobbed. "The fucking best!"
He groaned happily as she continued to lap up his jism. This was precisely what the doctor ordered after his ulcer-starting encounter with Dallas this morning. And if he had his way, he was about to have the prescription re-filled.
"Jennie, baby," he grinned, "bring me those juicy tits of yours. I've got another hour before I have to be back on duty."
"An hour!" she cried. "With you an hour can spread into forever. You're so good, Jeremy. So damned good." Giggling hysterically, Jennie slammed her firm ripe mounds into his mouth.
For the moment Dallas Marshall and the turmoil she'd brought into his life faded. But somewhere in the back of his mind, he knew that once he faced her again, it would start all over. It would never be finished, couldn't be finished, until he won the wager and found his way into her bed.
CHAPTER SIX
After the fantastic job Jennie did on his prick, Jeremy was feeling mellow enough to give even Dallas the benefit of the doubt. Unfortunately, he had no opportunity to follow through. A call came through on the Jeep Nate had procured for them from the motor pool.
"Jeremy, Nate," came Roger Layton's voice loud and clear over the CB, "We've got trouble up by Old Faithful. Three missing tourists. They went out hiking and haven't come back."
"Three," Jeremy yelped into the mike. "What the hell did they do-fall into a hot spring?"
"Don't know. That's why I want you two to check into it. Ten-four?"
"Ten-four," Jeremy replied. He gunned the Jeep in the direction of the geyser site. More tenderfoots, he mumbled to himself.
When they arrived at the campsite of the missing hikers, they were instantly surrounded by several overwrought people, all talking at once.
"Hey," Jeremy said, holding up both hands, "one at a time. Give us a break here."
"My daughter is out there," one woman shrieked. "What if she gets eaten by a mountain lion or something?"
"Mountain lions stay clear of people for the most part, ma'am. Besides there are three people missing, correct. I can't see three people being attacked by anything."
"Please, mister ranger," a man said, "we've got three young girls lost in these wilds. All by themselves. You know, teen-agers. They think they know everything. But I just know they've gotten themselves lost."
"Okay," Nate said, "let's get a description of these girls. Then we'll be on our way."
"They're all just eighteen," the hysterical woman said. "Just out of high school. They're here to celebrate their graduation."
"Eighteen?" Jeremy questioned. From the distress of this woman he was afraid they were talking about thirteen-year-olds. "Well, these girls likely have a good dose of common sense. I'm sure we'll find them to be just fine. Don't you worry."
As the two rangers were about to leave, an older man approached the Jeep. "I didn't want to say anything in front of the girls' parents," he said, obviously ill-at-ease. "But those three young girls likely ain't lost at all."
"What makes you say that?"
" 'Cause three guys left here on a hike right after the girls left. And the girls had been flirtin' with them guys since they got here two days ago."
Jeremy and Nate exchanged knowing glances. "Well, we'd best round 'em up anyway," Jeremy said. "Put these folks' minds at ease."
As they drove from the camp, Jeremy turned to Nate. "I think we're going to be on the lookout for an orgy, what do you think?"
"No doubt about it. Better leave the Jeep at the overlook, and hike the rest of the way. Can't get the Jeep on those trails."
"Right."
Jeremy parked the Jeep, studying the point of the trail where the people at the campsite said the girls had first entered the woods.
They'd covered several miles of rough country when they heard the sounds. Voices. Male and female.
The two rangers rounded a small stand of trees. Despite the combined sexual experiences of their very sexy lives, neither ranger was prepared for the sight that greeted them. Six writhing, naked bodies surrounded the roaring campfire. But it wasn't three couples, it was two threesomes.
"I'm going to feel real guilty about breaking up a party like this," Nate said.
"Then let's not break it up," Jeremy grinned.
"Cripes, a rabid wolverine could tear through here and eat the whole lot of 'em, as much attention as they're paying to the woods."
"I tell you which one the wolverine would eat first," Jeremy laughed, pointing at one of the threesomes. Avery well endowed female lay on the ground while two guys serviced her. One sucked greedily on her huge tits, while the other slurped noisily on her gaping gash.
"I don't know about you," Jeremy continued, "but my dick feels like its going to explode lookin' at these young people getting back to nature here."
"I think I've already come in my pants," Nate laughed.
"Lets see if these young folks will let a couple of hard working rangers join in the fun." Jeremy walked toward the fire. He hated to interrupt, but he had his priorities. After all, he was a ranger, and it was his duty to make certain that the "lost" souls were aware they were in the process of being rescued.
Jeremy cleared his throat. "Guys, gals! Can I have your attention just for one minute. Please?" No one so much as looked up from the cunt or cock they were sucking on. He spoke a little louder. "Hey, boys and girls, we're the big brave rangers come to save you in your hour of need." He looked around at the titties being sucked, the cocks being jerked off, the cunts being reamed. Hour of need? He and Nate were the ones who were needing. Needing some of this fantastic fucking action.
When his voice had no affect on the writhing bodies, he walked over and gently tapped one of the lewd, nude lovelies on the ass. She looked up from the cock she had been so busily sucking, and stared in amazement at the fully clothed ranger towering above her.
"Aahh!" she shrieked. "It's a raid!" Five other naked bodies leaped hastily to their feet, several muttering obscenities at having their fucking so rudely interrupted.
"Take it easy," Jeremy hurriedly assured them. "We're not here to bust this up. We're rangers, and we're horny as hell, watching you people getting it on with each other like that."
"Why didn't you say so?" squealed one of the girls. "And how did you find us?"
"Your folks got worried."
"Oh, geez," one girl moaned. "I told mom I'd be back by sundown. I guess I must have got distracted." She giggled, as one of the guys squeezed a full tit.
"Your parents have been pretty upset," Jeremy said. He glanced at the pussies shimmering in the firelight. His cocked throbbed brutally in his uniform pants. "But then again, I doubt a couple of more hours would make any difference."
The girls wriggled with delight, eagerly introducing themselves and their boyfriends. "I'm Nora," the big boobed one said. "And these are my friends Cindy and Gail. The guys are Brad, Art and Chuck."
Jeremy nodded, swallowing the lump in his throat as he watched the girl kneading the pliant flesh of her own firm young tits. Lovely melons just waiting to be devoured.
The guys weren't as eager for the rangers to join them as the girls were. But they said nothing, apparently not wanting to risk the girls' wrath, thus ending their chance at any more pussy.
Nora laughed, making a stab at explaining their current strategy. She had been going down on Chuck and Art, taking Chuck in her mouth, while Art was butt-fucking her. Brad serviced Cindy and Gail. "But right now, I think it's time for the big switcheroo, in honor of your guys coming on the scene. And I do hope that coming is taken literally." She stared unabashedly at Jeremy. "I want this one," she said. She stood up, the full length of her naked beauty almost taking Jeremy's breath away.
"Nora's going to be a sex counselor," Cindy said. "It's going to be her major in college. I think we should all watch while she demonstrates how good she's going to be at her chosen career." The others grumbled a bit, but Cindy insisted. "It'll be fun. We'll watch Nora fuck both of the rangers. And maybe get some pointers."
Their boyfriends looked even more sullen.
"Don't worry, guys," Cindy assured them, "as soon as we see how the expert does it, we'll make sure we try out Nora's techniques on you." The guys relaxed a little. Actually they could use a break. The girls had been working their dongs for hours, non-stop.
Nora couldn't remember when she'd ever been so excited. Not boys this time, but two mature men. Why they must both be thirty, she thought wildly.
To fuck two rangers in front of her friends was almost too much to hope for. This was just the sort of experiment she needed for her sex counselor's degree. If she made any mistakes with the rangers she could count on constructive criticism from her friends.
Jeremy and Nate weren't the least bit embarrassed at the thought of performing for a crowd. They'd done it before. Jeremy recalled their fuck session with the two nymphs at the creek in front of Dallas. In fact, both of them were hard and hot to get started. Each of them peeled quickly out of his uniform.
"You lie down on the ground," Nora indicated to Jeremy. "And you sit down right here, Nate," she said, pointing to a spot near Jeremy's legs. Both men did as they were told. Neither of them had ever been fucked by someone studying to be a sex therapist before. They were both eager to discover whether or not this young vixen could outdo any or all of the dozens of other sweet pussies they'd had in their lives.
Nora took a deep breath, determined to do the best damned job of fucking she'd ever done. Maybe some day when she applied for her first job in her chosen field, she could use Jeremy and Nate as references. But only, she knew, if they were satisfied customers.
She bent low over Jeremy's prone body. The tips of her nipples brushed softly against his lightly furred belly. Her lips snuggled against the warmth of his chest hair. With knowledgeable hands she reached for the thrusting core of his manhood.
Jeremy groaned rapturously. His meat lay in the hands of an expert.
"Go to it, Nora," Cindy cried. "Give that dick the best fuck job our handsome ranger has ever known."
Jeremy smiled in amusement. That would have to be some fuck! But he was a fair-minded kind of guy-except, he thought ruefully, where Dallas Marshall was concerned-and he wouldn't prejudge Nora's work until after he'd spent his full load.
Nora nestled the length of her supple body against his. Her arms went around his neck as she ground her boobs against his chest. Jeremy's hands encircled her slender waist. His left hand dropped low between them, boldly caressing her between her legs. Nora's thighs parted in rapt appreciation of his efforts.
Her tongue explored his mouth, while her hands discovered the secrets of his swollen prick. She wrapped her fingers around it, loving the hard, masculine feel of the taut skin. As much as she loved the fierce finger-fucking she was receiving, she felt as a future sex therapist it was her obligation to allow Jeremy to come first.
She eased herself down the length of his body, her pink tongue flicking happily along every inch of him. At last her darting tongue found its target. She lapped at the turgid meat, feeling his rod stiffen to become even harder than before.
She allowed the flat of her tongue to roam freely all around the head of his dick, licking the sides, the top and around the balls. She lapped and laved, savoring the flavor of him. Tiny droplets of pre-cum escaped from the hole at the tip. Nora greedily licked it away. The delicate salty flavor only increased her need for more of the delicious liquid.
Nora's tongue slurped against the broad cock-head. Her tongue dipped into the tiny hole at its summit, seeking into the hole again and again, feeling the solid length of him twitch and shudder in sensuous delight. His moans and groans told her she was pleasing him, that she was doing it right. It increased her confidence.
"Honey, you don't know what head is until you've gotten it from me. And the sex therapists of the world don't know what they've got in store for them, either. I am going to be the very best in the world."
Jeremy grunted in satisfaction. This young lady would make quite an expert on the subject of sex, all right. She had him on the threshold of total ecstasy, so delicate was her touch on his prick.
He knew he could come any second now. But he wouldn't let himself. He preferred the exquisite torture, to ride to the limits of mindless rapture.
Nora's swirling tongue danced around and around his pole. More and more blood surged throught the thickened meat. He was so hard he worried he might burst his skin.
He could feel the thunder beginning in his balls. Soon there would be no holding himself back. His hips began to gyrate wildly unable to keep still under the steady darting of her tongue.
Jeremy opened his eyes to see Nate staring at the pair of them like some sort of wild man. His dick was obviously on fire. Yet Nora was paying no attention to him at the moment. He was being forced to endure the agony of watching his friend come closer and closer to climax without even the slightest bit of sexual comfort himself.
Jeremy felt a twinge of sympathy for his pal. It hardly seemed fair that he should have to suffer like that. But Jeremy couldn't hold the thought for long. Nora's wild tongue sent him swiftly onward toward even greater heights of physical bliss.
"Oh, baby," Jeremy breathed. "You're going to be one helluva sex expert. That I can guarantee. In fact, as soon as you open your office I want to be among your first customers."
Jeremy's kind words of praise spurred Nora to lick and lave even more lavishly on his swollen dick. She could almost feel his heartbeat. His whole body tensed. Nora clamped her mouth around the thickened cockhead.
"I'm going to come, sweet baby," Jeremy sighed. "I'm going to come in your mouth. Eat it, baby. Eat it all. I want to see you swallow every drop."
"Oh, I will," Nora promised. "I love to eat a man's jism. I just love it!" Her lips went back to her skillful manipulation.
Jeremy held back as long as he could. Now he wanted this busty beauty to take his whole dick. He pumped his hips frantically upward, striving to jam himself down her throat. She took him willingly, loving every inch of him.
"This is it!" Jeremy cried. "I'm coming!"
Nora sensed his climax even before Jeremy did. She took a deep breath and prepared herself for the load about to be spewed into her mouth.
"Aaaauuuggh!" Jeremy screamed, heaving himself toward her greedy lips. A gusher of creamy fluid poured from his depths into her mouth.
Eagerly, she closed her lips around the churning river of cum. Swallow after swallow, gulp after gulp she slurped up the precious cream. She loved it! She lapped and sucked and begged for more. Even after Jeremy had spent his load, she continued to vacuum his cockhead hoping to draw forth even more of the salty fluid.
"You taste good!" she breathed. "So damned good. I've never had better."
"Thanks," Jeremy said. "I'm glad you liked it. And let me tell you, you are one helluva cock-sucker."
"You know that's compliment!" Nate said, still ready to bust at the crotch for want of some pussy, "Jeremy has been sucked by the best. So if he says you're good, you know you've done a fantastic job sucking him off."
"You'll make all the talk shows," Jeremy said, "but right now I just wish you'd use some of that sexy talent of yours on my partner here. He looks like he's about ready to blow apart with that stiff rod of his."
Nora whirled around, gaping at Nate. "My gosh," she said, "I forgot all about you."
She stared at Nate's cock and realized how uncomfortable it must have been for him to just sit and watch his partner have one of the best fucks of his life.
"You should have said something," she admonished. "Or you just should have stuck that gorgeous dick into my asshole. I wouldn't have minded at all."
"Now she tells me," Nate moaned.
"Now don't you worry one little bit," Nora assured him. "I'll have you fucked in no time at all." She turned to her friends. "Well, how'd I do?"
"You're going to the best there is," Gail said. "No doubt about it.
"That's true," Cindy agreed, "But I don't quite think it's fair for you to share your talent with only the rangers."
Cindy had caught the hurt look in her friends' eyes. They were all horny enough to bust, just like Nate.
"You're right, of course," Nora said. "Each of you line up behind the ranger here and you can all have a turn with me. Girls, too, if you want. I have to be in tune with all aspects of sex in order to be a thoroughly qualified sex therapist."
Her friends yelped with glee. They scrambled to get into a line, falling all over one another trying to be first.
Nate and Jeremy stared at one another. They couldn't believe the stamina of this chick.
"Okay, Nate," she said, "you're first. Or should I say second?" She giggled, glancing at Jeremy. Then she grabbed hold of Nate's cock and slowly, methodically, began the sensual rhythm that had so delighted Jeremy. Up and down she stroked, smiling at the line that had formed behind him. Her eyes shifted again to Jeremy. "As a matter-of-fact, Jeremy, I wouldn't mind at all if you got at the end of the line for another go round."
Grinning, Jeremy was only too happy to oblige.
He knew he should be about his job, but he just couldn't pass up an opportunity like this one. As he stood in line waiting, he found his thoughts turning unwillingly to Dallas. What was she doing right now?
Was she in bed? Alone? His prick jerked to attention. He tried to force his mind back to Nora, but it was impossible. Soon, very soon, he would have to end his obsession. Or wind up going through life with a permanent hard-on.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Dallas woke slowly, coming aware of her surroundings only gradually. Damn, what was wrong with her. She had never felt so tired in her life.
Then it hit her. Jess. Abruptly, she sat up, looking all around her. He was nowhere to be seen. "Fuck 'em and forget 'em," she murmured in disgust. Her every muscle crying out in protest, she climbed to her feet and got dressed.
She checked the watch on her wrist and gasped in astonishment. "No! It can't be." She scanned the sky and noted the position of the sun. She had indeed slept through the night and into the next day. What was she ever going to offer by way of explanation, not only to Jeremy and Nate, but Roger Layton as well.
"I found this hiker, see, and he was . . . he was . . . oh, hell he was just about the sexiest looking thing I'd ever laid eyes on. So, we fucked each other's brains out for about five hours, fell asleep and . . . " The story sounded unbelievable even to her own ears.
She trudged back to the Jeep, determined to face whatever punishment Roger might have in store for her. He was her boss, after all. And her first day on the job, after all of his faith in her, she had failed him.
On the drive back to the ranger headquarters she found herself remembering how sexy Roger had looked that first day. He may be older, but she imagined, too, that he was also much wiser in the ways of the world, than hard asses like Jeremy Lake could ever be.
As much as she might not want to admit it, her fuck with Jess overnight had re-awakened long buried feelings. She had discovered, much to her chagrin, that she was still the same sex-crazed girl she'd been during her first year of college, before she'd decided to be a ranger. The more she thought of Roger, the less she thought about him as being her boss, but being a potential stud instead. He was a very handsome man. If he wanted her to "pay" for her indiscretion yesterday, perhaps they could come to some sort of understanding.
She parked the Jeep, grateful to note that Jeremy and Nate were nowhere in sight. They might take a little different kind of persuading. Especially Jeremy and that abominable bet of his. As horny as she was right now, she wouldn't mind losing the bet just to get a chance to fuck Jeremy. It was too bad that losing the bet would also mean losing her job. That she could never allow. As much as she wanted a lover, she had paid too high a price for her career to simply give it up for a roll in the hay.
She strode over to Roger's office door. Taking a deep breath, she knocked.
"Come in," said the husky male voice.
Damn, Dallas thought a little desperately, just listening to Roger speak makes me want to rip the clothes from his body and make love to him. All hope for a rational conversation was lost when she walked into his office.
Roger was sitting behind his massive oak desk, his shirt open at the collar, the beginning of a mat of dark chest hair just visible at the base of his throat. Her pussy was on red alert.
"Where the hell have you been?" he snapped, though his eyes were not nearly so angry as his words. He stood up, coming over to her. "I've been worried sick. I had half the park service looking for you."
"I'm sorry," she stammered. "Truly."
"So where were you?"
How could she tell him she was screwing her buns off all night with a total stranger? Helplessly, she stared at Roger, her eyes swimming with unshed tears.
Roger put his arm around her shoulders. "There, there, it's all right. You don't need to cry about it. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have been so harsh. You got lost didn't you?"
It was the perfect cut. She nodded meekly. "I feel like such a fool."
"Don't you worry about it. It happens to the best of us sometimes." He laughed. "I'm just glad it wasn't more serious. Jeremy and Nate were rounding up some lost hikers last night themselves. This is wildlife country, you know."
Her cunt tingled. Yes, she knew. She knew too well."
"Are you all right?" he asked, his voice concerned. "You look a little flushed. Believe me, you don't have to be embarrassed about getting lost in country like we have here in the park."
"No, no, it's not that. Really. It's . . . " She couldn't keep the desire she felt from showing in her eyes.
Roger's hand came up, cradling the side of her head. "Damn, I wondered if you felt it, too."
"Oh, Roger, fuck me. Fuck me now. Here. In your office, please."
He quickly went to the door and locked it, then strode back to her, undoing the rest of the buttons of his shirt as he walked.
Then he undid her buttons, the passion in his warm eyes growing red hot, as he studied the firm contours of her high breasts. "Damn, you are beautiful, Dallas. Just beautiful. I can't wait to get my mouth on your breasts."
He slid the shirt off of her shoulders, then eased her bra to the floor as well. His hands kneaded the pliant flesh of her boobs, circling the stiffening nipples with expert slowness.
With just the tip of his index finger he toyed with each bud, until each was as firm and hard as twin pricks. Then he put his mouth to her right cone, suckling, tasting, delighting in her groan of pleasure.
She had no patience for slowness, as much as she craved the moment to go on forever. Quickly, she shed the rest of her clothes while Roger did the same with his own. Then she pulled him to the floor beside her, forcing his mouth back to her tits to continue the highly erotic suckling.
He licked, lapped, laved the twin cones, giving as much care and consideration to one as to the other. Back and forth, his tongue trailed, until she writhed beneath him.
"I need your cock now, Roger," she moaned. "Please, you've got me so hot. I've got to have your cock. Now! Don't make me wait any longer!"
"I need to stick my meat in you," he said hoarsely. "I haven't been this hard in years. Oh, my dear sweet, Dallas. Look what you've done to my dick."
She stared at the rock-hard member, jutting from his crotch. It was magnificent. Not as big, certainly, as Jess's had been, but just as potent. Her thighs parted of their own accord.
"Fuck me! Stick it in! Now!"
He spread himself on top of her, the tip of his prick probing the entrance to her slit.
"Oh, that's it, that's it!" Dallas couldn't believe how good she was feeling. In a way, it was even better than with Jess. Because she cared about Roger, she really did. And for a more mature man, he had to have the best cock she'd ever felt in her cunt in her life. She could feel the muscles of her pussy contracting on the swollen rod, her juices flowing freely. She was already close, damn close to coming all over the damned floor.
"Oh Dallas, you are tight!" Roger murmured. "I've never had such great pussy!"
The slurping, sucking noises of his prick thrusting in and out of her cunt only heightened her already sense-crazed emotions. She bucked and writhed beneath him, oblivious to their surroundings. Someone could knock on the door at any moment. Someone could overhear the sounds of their lovemaking. That someone could even be Jeremy or Nate. But right now the whole damned park could step inside Roger's office and she wouldn't have cared.
"Aaah, Dallas, baby, I'm going to come. I'm going to cream in your cunt any second now."
Dallas's cunt slurped in happy response. She was out of her mind now. All she could think, hope, or know was the joy of Roger's prick as he slammed it in and out of her slavering hole.
"I'm going to come, too, Roger. Oh, I'm going to come, too." Her cunt spasmed wildly, spewing juices all around the thickened length of his cock. "It's happening!" she shrieked. "It's happening. Oh, Roger, come with me! Let me feel your cream explode inside me. Hurry, Roger, hurry! Come with me now."
Roger needed no further encouragement. His balls already felt like the inside of a volcano ready to let loose. "This is it, Dallas!" he yelled, bowing to the lust in his loins and sending spurt after spurt of hot, sticky cum into her cunt. It seemed like forever since he'd enjoyed sex more. Damn, he knew he hadn't been wrong when he'd asked Dallas Marshall to come to work for him.
"More! More!" Dallas's bouncing cunt couldn't get enough of his cum. "I want to eat it, Roger! I want to eat every last fucking drop."
Roger's cock plopped out of her snatch. He watched in awe as the voluptuous Dallas immediately set to the task of licking off his prickly cock and balls, not missing so much as a single drop of his cream. He had never expected such first-class treatment.
Dallas licked and laved her tongue all along the swollen, syrupy length of his prick. She moaned happily, delighting in the salty taste of his juice. Over and over she asked herself if maybe she was just a little crazy to be taking a chance like this. If Jeremy caught her like this he would have the excuse he needed to railroad her out of the service. But the taste of Roger's cock reminded her all too well that it was worth the risk. Damn, she couldn't believe how good cock could taste right after a fresh cum.
"Roger, do you think you could lick my cunt for a little while, too?" she inquired shyly.
"I'd love to," he said, diving into the proffered feast. "It's been a long time since I tasted good puss!" He teased her clit with the tip of his tongue, then stabbed the length of it into her dripping hole. "Keep sucking my prick, Dallas, honey. I love the feel of your mouth on my cock."
Dallas didn't have to be asked twice. She went for the cock as eagerly as he had gone for her pussy.
"Ah, that's it. That's it. You have one terrific mouth on you. I can't believe it." He, too, was long past caring whether or not anyone came along. Dallas was all his. In fact, he was finding it damned difficult to remember when or if he had any appointments coming up this afternoon. He thought about Jeremy seeing him going down on Dallas. Hell, the arrogant bastard could put on a touch act, but Jeremy would be jealous as hell to see Roger's tongue in Dallas's snatch.
"Where did you learn to suck so good?" Dallas asked shyly.
"Majored in it in college," he joked. "Wildlife biology. There's not much wilder life anywhere than the human female." He gasped. "Damn, sweet thing," he murmured, "you're going to have me creaming again if you keep up that fantastic sucking."
"Oh, Roger, could you?" she cooed. "I'd love to feel you come in my mouth. That would be almost as good as your coming in my cunt." Her mind reeled with the possibilities, cum cream oozing down her throat at the same time it still oozed from her pussy.
Now her cunt ruled her every thought, every action. She was going to make certain Roger did exactly what he had promised. He was going to cream again.
Her mouth worked the thick prick up and down, up and down. In seconds it was hard and ready, just the way she liked her cocks best. Her tongue lashed the swollen cockhead with expert strokes. Probing the tiny hole at its tip reminded her of the tasty treat that would soon be hers alone.
"Damn, you've got great cum," she mumbled, not wanting to pull her head back from the prick long enough to make her words distinct.
Roger was in a world of feeling, a world of lusty abandon. The feel of her fingers soon joined with the mastery of her tongue, as she massaged the burning flesh of his cock.
Dallas covered Roger's prick with her own sweet saliva before spreading her lips wide enough to go even further in her ministrations. Closing her eyes and holding her breath, she plunged the thick meaty prick all the way into the steaming heat of her drooling mouth.
Roger's hips shot upward as he felt his cock engulfed in the searing wetness of the ranger's face. He reveled in the feel of her full, rich lips straining to fit around his fair-sized cock. And as he felt the muscles in his legs jerk spasmodically, the swollen length of his prick slammed into the back of Dallas's throat.
"Baby, I hope you'll be coming to my officer every day, and I do mean coming!" He sighed heavily, barely able to keep from crying out so intense was his pleasure. He could only thank the stars that his work schedule was a light one today. He didn't want anyone interrupting this bit of incredible good fortune.
Tiny beads of sweat formed on Dallas's forehead as she sucked faster and harder on Roger's cock. Her fingers moved down the length of his prick until they reached his hair-covered balls. Very carefully, almost reverently, she began to fondle the sensitive nuts.
She pumped her face up and down the length of him for all she was worth. Then gently she scraped her perfect white teeth over the burning flesh as she sucked. The buxom ranger could feel the gorgeous cock swelling to even greater proportions as she continued to work her slavering mouth over the hot prick.
Roger's fingers dug into the trailing softness of her hair, as he had to fight harder and harder not to scream. Damn, she was driving him out of his mind. He couldn't concentrate on anything but the wonder of what she was doing to his body. His mouth fell away from her cunt. He groaned his ecstasy. His balls were at the eruption point and yet he didn't want to come just yet. He wanted to savor this moment for as long as possible.
"I'm trying to hold back," he gasped. "I want to save up every last drop of cum I can for you."
"That's not fair," she managed against the head of his prick. "I want you to come now. I'm so hot to feel your cum shoot into my mouth, my cunt is on fire. Just stick your face back in there and find out for yourself."
"You talked me into it!" he rasped. "Get that cunt of yours over my face right now. Hurry! I can't hold back much longer. Hurry."
Dallas quickly shifted her position so that her pussy was just inches from Roger's face. All the while her mouth never left his rock-hard cock. Anticipating the contact, she very slowly lowered her cunt to Roger's already eagerly darting tongue.
His tongue drove deep inside her, gulping down the mixture of their two juices. Over and over he jabbed at her hole, tickling and licking at her clit as he did so. Her response was both predictable and overwhelming from the first contact with her clit. She bucked up and down, forcing her cunt to grind against his face with each of her downward motions.
"Cream in my mouth!" he begged. "I want your juice just as much as you want mine."
Her head bobbed up and down in agreement, but nothing would get her to take her mouth away from his prick now, not even her own orgasm. She wanted his jism, she wanted it badly. Up and down she stroked, faster, faster.
"Drink it all for me, sweetheart!" he said. "And I'll drink all of yours! Oh, I just know it's going to be sweet. Your cunt is the sweetest I've ever tasted."
She wriggled her cunt in gratitude for the compliment, nearly spewing her juice when his lips sucked lovingly on her clit. Her lips strained to fit around the cock that seemed to grow larger with each suck she made. Her jaws ached, but she continued to suck him for all she was worth. Her lust-crazed brain had only one coherent thought--to make him come at the same moment her own cunt let loose with the torrent of juices she felt damned inside her.
"I'm ready!" she gasped. "I'm ready!" She licked and laved and lapped at the hard rod of his cock, praying he too would cry out his readiness to erupt.
"Now, baby, now!" He grunted and moaned as his prick shot wad after wad of jism into her eager mouth. At the same instant he was all but drowned in the flood of juices streaming forth from her pussy. He drank and gulped and still more juices came. She was like a free flowing river. He felt her mouth doing the same for him. Her lips held his cockhead prisoner, slurping and sucking and drinking down his cum.
"You're the best, Roger!" she shrieked. "I'm coming again! Coming, coming, cooommmmiin-ngg!" All coherent thought was lost as she fell over the edge of madness.
Long minutes later, Dallas opened her eyes to the sight of Roger lying peacefully beside her on the floor of his office, asleep.
Never had she felt so at ease. How could she ever have given up sex for the sake of her career? She simply loved it too much. From now on she intended to make up for lost time. Jeremy Lake had best be on his guard.
He wanted to win their bet to get her out of the rangers, and he wanted to humiliate her by fucking her. But now Dallas was more determined than ever to win the wager herself-to stay in the rangers and to give Jeremy Lake the screwing of his life!
CHAPTER EIGHT
Dallas wanted nothing more than to begin making up for lost time in the sex department at once. But her assignment after she left Roger Layton's office was to check one of the fire towers on the north end of the park. As much as she wanted to screw the next male she came across, she recognized that her job came first.
She drove as far as she could, but had to abandon the Jeep that last ten miles of the trek. She followed a well-used deer trail to a clearing. There she spied the hundred foot high tower. No communication had been made with the ranger assigned to the tower for over twenty-four hours. It was up to her to find out why.
Standing at the foot of the tower, she had to crane her neck to see up to the house-like structure at the top of the lodge pole pine stilts. Swallowing hard, she knew she had little choice but to climb the built-in ladder, if she intended to check the well-being of the occupant of the tower.
One step at a time, she told herself firmly, not daring to look down once during the exhausting climb. She all but crawled onto the platform that skirted the entire living quarters. Her legs shaking from exertion, she made her way to the door.
Hard knocking produced no response. Cautiously she tried the knob. The door opened at her touch. She stepped inside, a quick glance telling her that nothing seemed out of order. Where in the hell was the ranger assigned to the post?
She walked over to the telescope with which the fire ranger was to keep constant check on the thousands of acres of timber. It was in perfect working order.
Her next thought was to check the two-way radio.
"That you, Dallas?" Roger Layton sparked into the mike on the opposite end of the transmission.
"Sure is," she replied. "I'm in the tower. Nothing's disturbed, but so far no sign of Elliott Richards."
"Well, stick around for awhile," Roger said. "He could've been out checking on something, and just didn't make it back before nightfall last night. He might have camped out somewhere."
"That's not proper procedure."
"Well you and I both know that things don't always proceed properly when you're talking about human beings."
Dallas's snatch began to warm at the lusty undertone of Roger's voice. "I'll stand by," she said. "But I'd much rather be back in your office going over some . . . paper work," she giggled, saying the last in case someone else happened to be picking up the open transmission.
"Ten four, Dallas. You just stay there overnight. And report back here in the morning. If he doesn't show, we'll have to get up a search party. Elliott's been known to be a little eccentric though. So I'm not especially worried about him. Not yet anyway."
"Yes, sir. I'll get back to you." With that Dallas ended the transmission and started to make herself at home. She found watching the timber to be fascinating, focusing in on a longhorn sheep that must have been twenty miles away. She was so enthralled by the telescope that she didn't hear the door scrape open behind her.
"What the hell are you doin' here?"
She whirled, gasping. A tall, rangy looking man wearing ranger greens stood in the threshold, staring balefully at her. She knew at once he was a loner, a man who preferred his own company to anyone else's.
"Are you Elliott?" she managed at last.
"If lam?"
"I'm Ranger Dallas Marshall. Roger Layton asked me to check on you, after you failed to report in at the proper time this morning."
"Roger always was a worrywart."
"Then you are Elliott?"
"Who the hell else would I be?"
"Pleasant sort, aren't you?"
"I don't need no sass from no female ranger."
"Oh, no, not another Jeremy Lake," she groaned.
"You know Jeremy?" he asked.
She nodded. "Unfortunately." Though her pussy began to warm at the thought.
"Jeremy's a good man. A man's man. He knows what this old world is all about."
"He's an arrogant son-of-a-bitch."
"Yeah, he's that, too. Guess that's why I like him."
Dallas shifted uncomfortably. Now what was she supposed to do? She'd just been told by Roger to spend the night here. But since Elliott had shown up, no doubt that order would be rescinded. Then why didn't she get on the radio right away?"
"You can leave now," Elliott said.
"What makes you so friendly?" Dallas asked, uncertain why she wanted so much to stay with this man whose very presence seemed to speak danger to her. Damn, she thought, she just knew he was good in bed.
"Never found much use for females. Don't know how to appreciate land like this. Wild and free. They all want food processors and dishwashers and microwave ovens."
"That's bullshit, Elliott."
He grunted. "You sure don't mix no words, do you, missy?" He looked her up and down. "I like that."
"What? The way I don't mix words, or the way my breasts jut high on my chest?"
She was watching his crotch when she said the last and she was rewarded by the stiffening bulge that showed through on the front of his trousers.
"I think you and me could get along real well, gal," he said. "How about staying for supper?"
"Don't mind if I do. But I'm not exactly hungry for food, if you get my meaning."
He grinned. "I get it just fine. I think you just may change my opinion of womankind, Miss Dallas Marshall." He unbuttoned his shirt. "Change my opinion indeed."
Elliott wasted no time, grabbing her hand and all but dragging her over to the bed. Dallas swallowed, her pussy aching for the dick that lay hidden behind the confines of Elliott's trim trousers.
"I want to fuck you in that bed, Dallas," Elliott said, his voice hoarse. He was incredible, his fingers moving to strip her of her clothes. She never would have imagined how gentle this rough-looking man's hands could be.
When they were both naked, he lifted her in his arms and carried her to the bed. She felt shy and thoroughly feminine all at once. Dallas was astonished to find that under the covers of the bed stretched red silk sheets. She reveled in the decadent feel of them against her naked flesh. "How in the world did you manage these?" she asked.
"Only the best," he murmured against her ear, his hands moving to knead the ripe flesh of her tits.
"I like the way they feel when I'm naked. I don't get me many women. Maybe never wanted one like I want you. So I settle for silk sheets." His mouth soon followed his hands, his tongue flicking her nipples until they each rose hard and taut. He sucked greedily, seeming to want to draw her body into his own.
His right hand reached up and lazily traced the outline of the nipple opposite his sucking mouth. He pinched and prodded the hard bud. He sucked and caressed her until she was unable to quell a moan of excitement. His mouth moved from one tit to the other, licking and kissing the valley between them.
"Oh, Elliott," she sighed. "My cunt's been so lonely without a cock. Please, fill my hole for me." She arched her back, forcing her boobs deeper into his seeking mouth. Another moan escaped her.
"My tits crave your mouth, Elliott. They crave your mouth and your hands. I can't believe how excited you make my tits." She held his head prisoner against her flesh, forcing his mouth to continue its erotic task.
Elliott's cock grew harder by the second, as his tongue trailed upward to the area just above her pulsing boobs. Then he was kissing her throat, her chin, her face. Her skin was as soft and silky smooth as the sheets on which they lay.
His mouth found hers. His tongue traced the inner contours of her mouth. Elliott felt her shudder with delight. Slowly his hand traveled downward, even as his tongue continued to invade her mouth. His fingers stopped just above the silken hairs that stood guard above her cunt. Elliott curled several strands of pubic hair around his index finger, gently twisting the soft muff. With deliberate tenderness he slid his finger into the already moist gash.
Dallas's pussy responded instantly. Elliott felt the tiny penis-like erection, rubbing the clit until it reached its fullest extension. He eased himself down her body. He wanted to see what his fingers had brought to life.
Slowly, he eased her fur-shrouded cunt lips apart. The throbbing pink clit stood boldly before his seeking eyes, daring him to come closer.
"Aaauughh!" Dallas cried, as Elliott's tongue tickled the full measure of her pulsing knob. Waves of unimaginable joy washed over her. She ground her hips against the questing mouth of this incredible man.
"My cunt, my cunt," she screamed. "Oh, Elliott, eat my cunt. Eat me, Elliott. Eat me, please. Oh, I love it when a man tongues me there. I love it."
She bucked her cunt against his face, forcing Elliott to lick for his life. What a way to suffocate, he thought in rapt contentment! As he continued the exquisite sucking, Dallas could barely contain her need to orgasm. But she didn't want it just yet. It simply felt too good right now. She was going to hold onto this moment as long as she could. Her hands clutched at his back, her nails trailing streaks in his flesh.
She whimpered with excitement as his fingers snaked their way to her asshole. While his tongue teased her clit, his moistened index finger ever so slowly eased its way into her spasming butt hole. He felt her rectal muscles contract as they sought to pull his finger inside her up to the knuckle. Twisting the finger with sudden violence, he watched as she lurched upward, gasping with pleasure.
"Fuck me, Elliott," she whispered. "Please, I need you to fuck me."
His tongue moved again to her mouth, knowing he would indeed be fucking her to hell and back very soon now. The raw animal need in his groin ached for release.
He eased his imprisoned finger from her firm, clenching asshole. His dick bulged against her naked thigh. Damn, she was no ordinary female. He'd joined the park service, volunteering for lonely fire tower duty because he'd never found a woman to share his love for nature. Never thought such a woman even existed. He could see now, through Dallas, that he just hadn't looked hard enough or long enough. She was more than a match for any man. And she was proving she was just the right match for his dick.
"Make me come, Elliott. Make me come so hard that I drown these sheets in my juice."
"Not yet," he soothed, "but soon, my sweet." To quiet her a little he inserted two fingers in her dripping cunt. She sighed, but wriggled in obvious frustration.
"I need to come, Elliott. Please."
The impaled female squirmed beneath him. Her cunt muscles begged his fingers for more. Her hands circled her tits, as though offering them to him as a gift.
Elliott wasted no time in devouring the preferred feast. His lips made a sucking, popping noise as he jerked from one tit to the other. The sucking became more and more intense as if he intended to swallow her gorgeous mounds whole. His fingers, meanwhile, drilled even deeper into her spasming cunt lips.
"Suck harder! Suck harder!" she screamed, bucking upward with her hips.
"Oh, baby, I'll suck 'em right off your chest. They taste so fuckin' good, so ripe."
He used his free hand squeeze her tits like ripe melons. He pinched, kneaded, and bit. Dallas groaned in frenzied delight.
She no longer controlled her own body. With a mind of their own, her thighs spread themselves wide apart. She was approaching the point of no return. She needed a piece of throbbing male meat inside of her. Nothing else would satisfy the searing lust this man's touch had aroused in her. Elliott was one helluva fuck. Damn, but the man had such a fantastic way of making love to a woman. She was going crazy with need for his dick! Why didn't he just stuff it inside her? Now! Before she went absolutely nuts!
She wriggled and jiggled her body against his, hoping he would take the hint. But he was teasing her now. Teasing her, toying with her. He would make her wait. Make her want it more than she'd ever wanted anything in her life. And she sensed that he felt the same about her.
Elliott concentrated on the wet, seeping pussy now in his complete command. He took hold of the ultra-sensitive tip of her womanhood, pulling, sucking, biting.
"I can't stand it! I love it! Don't stop! Do me, lover. Oh, Elliott, do me good! Make me come! Oh, Elliott make me come and come and never stop!"
She moaned and squealed in helpless rapture. Her body reacted to wave after wave of the sexual madness that roiled inside her. She had to have a dick. If she didn't have a dick and have it now, surely she would go out of her mind. "Elliott, please," she begged.
Elliott watched this sexy lady ranger, in awe of her capacity for enjoying the sexual pleasures of her sex. So many women held back out of embarrassment or fear, or because they just never learned how to experience the ultimate joys of their own bodies. But not Dallas. Hell, it was as if she could make having sex her life's work.
Watching her was having its effect on his cock as well. He would have to climb into that cunt of hers soon or risk shooting off on his silk sheets. He grinned with a wolfish male pride at the way she was eyeing his dick. She probably wasn't even aware of how hungrily she was licking her lips. She wouldn't have to wait much longer.
"Let me kiss it before you stick it in me, Elliott," she pleaded. "I want to kiss it."
Elliott obligingly inched his swollen dickhead toward her eager lips. Trembling, Dallas stared at the rigid cock. "I think I could suck it forever," she breathed. "It's just magnificent. I can't believe how beautiful it is."
Her pink tongue extended outward. Closing her eyes, she flicked it around the pulsing head. A low moan from Elliott told her that he was as hot as she was. She lapped around and around its length, up and down. Eagerly she swallowed some of the pre-cum that oozed from its tip. Her tongue stabbed into the tiny hold again and again.
"Damn, you taste so delicious," she sighed.
His fingers tangled themselves in her hair, as he sought to hold her to her lusty task. He held himself still as her tongue probed more and more deliberately along his turgid meat. It was all he could do to keep from exploding into her mouth.
"That's it, Dallas, my sweet," he said, barely able to think rationally. "Give me good head, sweet baby. That's it. Suck my cock like you mean it."
Elliott could feel the thundering urge beginning in his balls. He wanted to take her in her pussy. But right now it didn't matter. He would let her take the lead.
It was as if she read his mind. She lay back, wrapping her fingers around the thick, wet shaft, directing it ever so gently toward the target for which it was made.
Electricity coursed through Elliott, as he eased his throbbing meat into her waiting gash. He ground his pelvis against her, feeling his balls slap happily against the crevice of her buttocks. Instantly he was stroking in and out of her, the fabulous sensations of her contracting cunt walls urging him to move faster, ever faster. Up and down he plunged, driving his shaft deeper and deeper into her seething pussy.
"Oh, ah, oh," Dallas groaned. "Oh, Elliott. Fuck me. Fuck me. Hurry. Faster." She bucked and writhed beneath him, her legs circling his back, crushing him against her. She squealed with delight as he brought his full length down on top of her. He gloried in the feel of her full, ripe tits smashed against his chest. Something in him, something in her, pushed him to make certain that her needs were met with the same satisfaction as his own.
"Give it to me, Elliott. Give me your cum. Fuck that cunt. Fill that hole! Fill it to the top!" She gasped crazily, as her hot, hungry cunt devoured his thickened meat. "Now, Elliott! Fill it!"
Her pussy spasmed in orgasmic frenzy. Dozens of separate emotional peaks piled higher and higher in her sex-sated mind. Elliott's cock was taking her to another plane of reality, a place of sparkling lights and fabulous colors.
Elliott's cock could hold back no longer. In a sudden gushing torrent of lust the rock-solid dick spewed forth its precious liquid. Again and again a raging white river of cream spurted into her dripping hole. She jammed the heels of her feet into his buttocks, holding him fiercely, seeking to suck in every last drop of his milky juice. At last, his cum exhausted, their sweat-drenched bodies clung together on the bed of silken softness.
Sanity returned to Dallas's eyes. She had been right. Elliott was more than just another stud. He was incredible in his gentleness, his caring.
"You're wasted here all by yourself," she said dreamily. "A man like you shouldn't be without a woman in his bed."
He studied her seriously. "I never really realized it until I met you. You're a damned incredible woman, Dallas. If I could find someone like you, I'd never get out of bed again in my life."
She smiled. "I'm glad you enjoyed my body. I certainly enjoyed yours."
"How long are you staying?"
"I told Roger I'd be here overnight."
"No sense lying to the man," Elliott said, a wolfish grin splitting his lips. "I think all night would be just about perfect."
"Me, too," she sighed, running her hand over his lightly furred chest.
"And I want to thank you, Dallas. You've opened up a whole new world for me today."
"You're welcome," she said. "I've had a whole new world open up for me recently, too. It's only right I return the favor to someone else."
She curled into the crook of his arms, knowing that the night would be a magical one. Knowing too, that she was coming closer and closer to her destiny. Closer and closer to resolving her lusty wager with Jeremy Lake.
CHAPTER NINE
Dallas left Elliott with a new, fierce determination that what she wanted with Jeremy Lake was good and right. She had talked Roger into letting her stay with Elliott long enough to learn the in's and out's of fire watching. But what she had really gained from the incredibly sensual experience was a totally revitalized belief in both her career and her sensual nature. Whatever the outcome of the wager, she would come through it whole and intact. And Jeremy Lake would learn, as Elliott had, that people couldn't be judged on the basis of their sex any more than they could be judged on any other standard bigoted criteria.
It was the fourteenth day. The two weeks were over. If she didn't find Jeremy, she knew he would find her. And the wager would be settled once and for all. She smiled. She couldn't wait.
The moment came even sooner than she expected. And in a way she could never have predicted at all.
She stood beside the small creek, where she had watched Jeremy and Nate screw those two young nymphs on her first day on the job. It was where she thought he might come. And he did. Surprisingly, Nate was not with him.
She scanned the nearby brush. Or was he? Jeremy would want witnesses.
"Two weeks are up," he said without preliminaries. "I haven't seen much of you, so I had supposed you might already have caved in and left the park in the dark of night."
"I make a wager, I stand by it," she said quietly. "I'm here. And I'm still very much a ranger. To my way of thinking that means you've lost the bet."
"Maybe you won't be a ranger when I finish with you."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"I mean I'm going to break through that frigid exterior of yours and find the woman underneath. And then you won't want to be a ranger any more."
She chuckled. "You're a handsome man, Jeremy. There's no denying that. But you're a might narrow between the ears sometimes." Maybe two weeks ago, he could have gotten to her with that crack about her womanhood, her sexuality. But no more. Jeremy Lake was in for one hell of an awakening.
"So are you going to let me fuck you?" he asked. "Are you going to perceive that as my losing the wager?"
"Not at all. This is the fourteenth day, but it's barely past three in the afternoon. The bet's not officially over until midnight. But I did say I'd fuck you in two weeks."
"If I lost the wager . . . " She wasn't going to make any silly mistake with semantics. She wanted him to say up front where she stood.
"And if you won the wager," he returned easily. "I would be your slave . . . for a day. Maybe you didn't have anything sexy in mind?"
She only smiled.
"So, theoretically, you could fuck me on those terms. Neither one of us would be admitting defeat if we screwed before midnight."
"I'll accept that," she said. "But I take it you intend to use our fucking to somehow convince me that if I can be sexy, I can't also be a ranger."
"Exactly."
"And on the other hand, I can use the opportunity to prove to you that I can be sexy and be one helluva ranger at the same time."
"Exactly."
"So whoever comes out more satisfied with this fuck would win the wager."
"Something like that."
She began to undo the buttons on her blouse. "Then I say we get started, don't you?"
Jeremy couldn't believe she had actually agreed to fuck. He would have thought she'd do anything to avoid it. He was so confident in his sexual prowess, that he was convinced she would give up being a ranger forever in favor of being his lover. For a brief moment he wondered if perhaps he had misjudged her, that she was indeed capable of being both a sensual woman and a ranger. But he dismissed the notion at once. Such was not biologically possible.
"All right," he agreed. "Let's get started. I'm going to prove you are one sexy lady."
Dallas had no argument with that. But she knew that Jeremy did. So she allowed him to proceed.
"Come on out, Jennie."
Dallas was surprised to see a pert young woman emerge from the bush. But she was not surprised to see Nate following. So there would be an audience after all. Dallas's cunt began to cream.
"If you're such a sensual woman, I want you to suck Jennie's tits, Dallas," Jeremy said.
Dallas licked her lips. This was going to be even better than she imagined. Jeremy was going to be one astonished ranger. She walked over to Jennie. "I'd love to see your breasts, dear."
Eagerly Jennie pulled her blouse away from her tits. She wore no bra. The ripe cones begged to feel a tongue, begged to be sucked.
"Jeremy thought you would be real hard to convince," Jennie said, tracing the outline of her own nipples with her index fingers. "I'm so glad you're pleased by the idea. You may suck my tits any time you wish."
"I'd be honored to do that for you, Jennie." Dallas closed the distance between them in four steps. She folded her hands around Jennie's left tit and leaned forward to close her lips over the quivering bud on its tip.
"Oh, you are so delicious, Jennie. So damned fucking delicious. I could suck your tits all day."
Jennie's nipples hardened into rock-hard pebbles beneath Dallas's darting tongue motions. Dallas couldn't believe how wonderful it could feel sucking another woman's tits. Her cunt was starting to quiver in anticipation.
Jeremy could hardly believe what his eyes were telling him. His prick was so hard it threatened to bust through his pants. But he wasn't ready to concede defeat with Dallas yet. He stepped over to the two girls.
"Are you going to fuck me, Jeremy?" Dallas asked hopefully. "Jennie had me going nuts sucking her titties. My cunt needs a prick really badly."
Damn, if she was acting at being sexy, she was doing a helluva job. But his pride wouldn't let him throw in the towel. "What's going to happen between you and me is going to prove you don't belong in a man's job."
"We'll see about that."
"Then take off your blouse, Dallas."
"Is that part of your methods?" she chuckled, tugging open the buttons of her blouse. "If it is, I like it already."
Jeremy's eyes grew serious. "You may change your mind before we're finished, Dallas.
Dallas dropped her blouse to the grass. She massaged her firm, ripe tits sensuously, taking pride in the way Jeremy's gaze darkened with passionate longing. "I think I have what it takes, don't you, Jeremy?"
Jeremy couldn't take his eyes from her boobs. They were magnificent. Firm, high, yet fully rounded. Setting on each peak was an equally perfect nipple, pink buds that could drive a man wild with lust.
It was all he could do to keep his hands off them. His cock throbbed inside his pants. The thought of his tongue swirling along those nipples sent his prick into instant hard-on. But there would be time for all of that, later. Above all else, he had to prove his point to this woman.
"Now, Dallas, I want you to take off the rest of your clothes."
Jeremy clenched his jaw to help him maintain his perfect control as he caught sight of her curling blonde muff. Her entire figure was the kind a man would give up a ball for. "I heard about you and Elliott," he said. "But I think he's exaggerated just a bit. No one is that good."
Unconsciously Dallas brought an arm up to cover her tits. She didn't like having her encounter with Elliott questioned in any way.
"Put your hands at your sides, Dallas. Never cover your tits in my presence again. Do you understand?"
The husky, sensual tone in his voice prompted her to obey. She lowered her arm. "Yes, Jeremy. I understand."
"Very good. Now, what do you think should be your punishment for lying to Roger about what you and Elliott were learning up at the fire tower?"
"Punishment?" Dallas quavered.
"I think if you sneak around and fuck rangers you should be punished for such behavior. It was extremely high-handed of you. And I think as your professional superior I have a right to exact punishment."
"What. . . what sort of punishment, Jeremy?"
"I think you should have your ass reddened by a good old-fashioned spanking."
"Spanking? You can't be serious. I'm a grown woman! You wouldn't dare!"
"Wouldn't I?"
She lowered her eyes. "You'd really hurt me, Jeremy?"
"It wouldn't hurt your body nearly so much as your damnable pride. I think you already know that, Dallas. In fact, I think your cunt is creaming at the thought of being ass-side up over my knees. I can hardly believe it, but it is."
Dallas thought her own knees would buckle. She was shaking from head to toe. Would he really do it? Dear heaven, would she really let him?
He sat on a nearby boulder. "Come over here now, Dallas. Put your body over my knees. I want you ass-up, right here, right now."
Not really believing any of this, Dallas found herself walking through the lush grass toward him. Was she really going to allow him to humiliate her like this? How would this tip the scales of the wager?
"I want your ass across my knees ready to be spanked, Dallas," Jeremy commanded softly. "Now."
Her whole body quivered as she leaned her naked self over his lap. She felt his stiff prick jabbing at her belly from within the confines of his pants.
"Ask for it, Dallas."
"Jeremy, please . . . "
"You have to learn to behave in a professional manner, if you're really intent on being a ranger."
Her asscheeks trembled. Her cunt was behaving strangely. She was actually creaming. Could she really be looking forward to this? He had given her the benefit of the doubt, perhaps without even realizing it. He had said she could learn how to behave as a ranger.
"I won't say it again, Dallas. If you don't think you deserve this, just get up and leave. But if you do, I'll never believe you're a qualified ranger. Never."
She bit her lip. "I do deserve it, Jeremy," she whispered. "I never thought of how unprofessional my conduct was with Elliott. I deserve to be spanked. Please, Jeremy, teach me a lesson."
Jeremy smiled, then brought his hand down on her lovely upturned ass-hard. First one cheek, then the other, over and over again.
"Ow!" Dallas cried, her body stiffening at the unaccustomed punishment. She writhed against him, pleading with him to stop.
But Jeremy did not stop. Again and again his hand came down against her pert little bottom. Fire blazed through her. She squirmed helplessly as he heated her firm, round, lewdly displayed buttocks.
"Please, stop!" she sobbed, mortified to see how avidly Jennie and Nate were taking in her punishment.
But Jeremy knew better. If she really didn't like it, all she had to do was get off of his lap and leave. But the girl was doing no such thing. She was bucking and jerking crazily on his lap, obviously loving every minute of her spanking, no matter how much she protested the opposite.
He gazed lovingly at how red Dallas's asscheeks were becoming, flaming more and more with each resounding slap of his hand.
"You can scream all you want," Jeremy was saying. "But neither Nate nor Jennie is going to come to your rescue. Besides, you know as well as I do that you deserve every damn slap I'm putting on this ass of yours."
Jeremy was almost panting. He forced himself not to feel sorry for the girl. She had to be taught a lesson. And with a girl as strong-willed as Dallas, words would never be enough. The spanking would at least get her attention, and maybe by the time he was finished, she would truly be ready to take on her job.
Sometimes Jeremy paused between smacks. He wanted her to guess when the next one was coming. Wanted her to be unprepared. A bright, warm glow lit up the rounded spheres of her deliciously perfect buttocks. Her two cheeks were squirming and writhing. Her flesh was pulsing, hot to the touch.
For just a moment he stopped, wondering if she'd had enough. It was then he noticed the change in her. Her buttocks were bucking not in an attempt to avoid his smacks, but in a new, sexy way. Dallas was getting hornier with each slap of her ass!
Dallas herself felt the cheeks on her face go crimson with shame. What was happening to her? What was this feeling that was coming to life inside her? Could she actually be enjoying this humiliating experience? Each time Jeremy brought his hand down on her asscheeks she felt a new tingle in her cunt. This couldn't be happening. She couldn't allow it to happen again. Jeremy would never let her forget it.
But even as she tried to suppress the lust that erupted in her mind, she began to rub her gash against Jeremy's legs. The move was instinctive. Her naturally sensuous nature would allow no other response. She couldn't explain it. She only knew that she wanted the feeling to continue. Heaven help her . . . she wanted Jeremy to keep spanking her!
"So, what's this, Dallas," Jeremy said, a smile curving one corner of his mouth. "You're beginning to think there's more to this punishment than punishment, eh?"
He brought his hand down again. Stroke after stroke he spanked her until she was bucking with mindless abandon. Suddenly the most astonishing thing happened to her. She began to come. A hot, creamy liquid spurted out from between her legs. Again and again the orgasms rocked her. Jeremy never once paused in his beating of her lovely ass.
"I'm coming! I'm coming!" she shrieked. "I don't believe I'm coming, but I am!" She trembled and sobbed simultaneously, awed by this unimagined magic in her own body. She had come while a man was whipping her ass!
Jeremy paused and began to caress her buttocks ever so gently. The fiery warmth felt good beneath his stinging palm. Giving her a spanking was not exactly easy on him either.
"I'm very proud of you, Dallas," he said quietly. "It's not often a woman can come at all, let alone so intensely after her first spanking."
"I. . . I'm glad I pleased you, Jeremy," she said, sniffling slightly. She couldn't deny the incredible waves of pleasure that had swept through her body.
"This might put a whole new light on our wager," he said quietly. "It certainly gives some evidence that you can indeed be a sexy woman. But I'm not altogether convinced that that doesn't mean you have to sacrifice your professionalism as a ranger."
She wriggled her ass slightly. Was he right? Was she so caught up in her sexuality now, that being a ranger no longer mattered? She bit her lip. No, it couldn't be true. But suddenly she knew that Jeremy was the key to helping her find out. And she had until midnight to know.
"Jeremy," she whispered, twitching her still heated ass, "I think I need to fuck you."
CHAPTER TEN
"Fuck you?" Jeremy asked, dumbfounded. He could scarcely believe his ears. Why was it he knew that he was going to lose this bet and didn't care? She was sexy as hell. And very likely she was also one helluva ranger.
Just how sexy she was she continued to prove with each word from her mouth. His prick jerked inside the confines of his pants, as she continued.
"Please, Jeremy," she murmured, "I know you're going to think I'm crazy. But I have to know if this was real or a fluke. Please, could you spank me again?"
"You're an amazing woman, Dallas," he said. "I think I'm not even going to mind being your slave for a day. If the day is anything like this one."
"Now, now," Dallas chided. "The bet hasn't been won or lost by either of us yet. We have until midnight. And I want to use every precious second of that time. Please, Jeremy, spank me some more. I'd never experienced that kind of sexual delight before. And I want to make sure that it will happen again."
He was only too happy to oblige. He resumed his loud, resounding swats on her still lewdly displayed asscheeks. Throughout their conversation she had made no move to extricate herself from his lap. With each slap, Dallas's bright red asscheeks literally jumped, tightly clamped against one another. Then they would relax, slowly easing themselves apart.
Yes, he thought, the woman is a bona fide nymph. A true lover of sex and all of its pleasures. For Jennie too, watching the blonde ranger's introduction to the sensuality of spanking had caused her own cunt to go into overdrive. She had shed her clothes, and now her finger began to trail downward toward her beckoning cunt. For the moment, she would service herself. But from the look of the bulge in Nate's crotch that wouldn't be the case for long.
"Just a few more," Jeremy urged, "just a few more and you'll be ready for my prick, Dallas."
Jeremy whacked her long and hard, listening to her sobs of protest, but knowing that she said them only out of pride. She was enjoying herself immensely.
Dallas was feeling the heat she knew so well. A fiery kind of glow coursing all through her body. She was glorying in the humiliation Jeremy was heaping on her. She reveled in his touch when he paused from spanking long enough to caress her reddened asscheeks, speaking to her soothingly, sensuously. His fingers began to work their way to the sodden slit between her cheeks. In her prideful consciousness she felt she must somehow deny him access, but soon her body began to win out.
Slowly but surely Dallas relaxed. Her thighs were parting of their own volition. The curling hairs of her muff rubbed raspingly along Jeremy's pants.
"I think it's time for me to get more out of this," Jeremy said hoarsely. He gripped Dallas's arms, forcing her to stand beside him.
Her head lolled listlessly, so drugged was she by the pure sexiness of what was happening to her. Quickly, Jeremy stripped out of his clothes. He sat down and again positioned Dallas ass-side up over his knees. Now her muff hairs rubbed against his bare legs and his prick rose hotly in primitive response.
She felt it jab against her soft belly and squealed with delight. It wouldn't be long now. Jeremy wouldn't be able to resist alleviating his rock-hard condition in the moist, welcoming cavern of her gash.
Jennie stared at Dallas and Jeremy, reveling in the sight of Dallas's parting legs. Jeremy was definitely winning the battle of getting Dallas to have sex with him. Though by doing so, he was losing the war. But somehow she knew he wouldn't mind. Jennie's finger began to methodically work its way up and down her own slickening gash.
Jeremy felt Dallas' juices continuing to flow from her cunt. His fingers probed between her legs and there they came in contact with the sodden flesh of her slit. She tried to shut him out again by clamping her legs together, but she could not. She was simply too horny.
"Please, Jeremy, haven't I been humiliated enough. I want to stop now."
Jeremy's fingers continued their steady invasion of her cunt. They stroked her tight, perfect little cunt lips. He smiled at their moistness. Slowly, very slowly he shoved his finger, first one, then two, then three, into her dripping hole. In and out his fingers moved.
"Oooooohhh," Dallas gasped. "Please, Jeremy, don't. Please, stop." Oh, what was she saying? The last thing in the world she wanted was for Jeremy to put an end to the incredible ecstasy she was experiencing here this afternoon in this most primal setting-the virgin timber of a national park.
Jennie could contain herself no longer. Her fingers were working fervishly on her own craving hole. How she wished she were in under Jeremy's smartly smacking hand. She would get some of that hot prick for herself. But that couldn't be. Not just yet. This was for Dallas. Jennie would wait. Wait until Nate took his pants down!
Jeremy tickled Dallas's clit with his fingers. She nearly shrieked at the absolute delight of it. It was simply incredible. Her hips bucked and writhed beneath his sensuous probing fingers. More juices flowed from her cunt. Involuntarily she spread her legs more fully, allowing Jeremy easier access to her cunt from behind. She wanted as much as she could get from him.
Quivering thrills shot through her. She gasped and sobbed. Her words were incoherent babblings as her sexual excitement reached new heights. Jeremy's finger gently tweaked her clit, pushing her higher and higher. Suddenly Dallas felt it, something so overwhelmingly wonderful she wanted to scream and scream and never stop. Her orgasm began deep in her body, building, growing, until finally it reached its shattering peak.
Jennie brought herself to an orgasm as the excitement of watching what Jeremy was doing for Dallas shot through her like a million tiny sparks. She spread cunt juice all over the grasses on which she was sitting. Nate was having too good a time watching her to participate. But she knew he would give in soon and stuff that prick of his into her now spewing hole.
Dallas lay draped over Jeremy's thighs, a helpless victim of her own aroused body. Her mind was awhirl with conflicting emotions. She groaned and sighed and gasped, unable to register any coherent thoughts. Her body was still shuddering in the wake of the violent series of orgasms that had overwhelmed her capacity to reason.
Jeremy wasn't finished with her yet. He lay her down on the lush grasses. Dallas's body was drenched with perspiration. Her boobs jutted firm and lovely toward the cloud dappled blue sky. Her nipples were hard and erect, already alert to what was to come.
Dallas rolled her eyes, staring at the magnificent prick that hung between Jeremy's legs. It was so well formed, so perfect, so very male, and undeniably compelling. The hardness of his meat proved how much he wanted her, and that thought made Dallas want to giggle with delight. She was so glad that he liked her, so glad that they were going to make love at last. She was creaming in anticipation.
In a very real way Jeremy was responsible for her transformation. He had goaded her by his sheer pigheadedness into discovering the sensual side of her nature once again. And she was going to show him just how grateful she was for his assistance, too.
She moaned softly, waiting and craving whatever it was Jeremy intended to do to her next. Her eyes refused to leave the exquisite sight of his stiffened prick. It was all she wanted in the world right now.
"Are you ready for my cock, Dallas?" Jeremy asked, his voice slightly mocking. It was almost ludicrously obvious how ready she was.
"Please, Jeremy. Please, fuck me."
He lay down next to her. "Your tits are so beautiful, Dallas."
She squirmed with pleasure at his words.
Without warning he bent over her, his mouth closing over her right boob. He sucked and caressed it to stiff erection, then he went to work on its twin. He felt her body shuddering in response. Over and over he sucked the gorgeous spheres, unable to get enough of her very special body. God, how had he ever doubted how sexy this woman was beneath her ranger greens?
"Oh, suck them, Jeremy," Dallas cried. "Suck them hard. Suck my titties! I love your mouth on my boobs. Oh, Jeremy, suck! Suck hard!"
Maddening sensations raced through her body. His attention to her tits was causing that thrillingly familiar ache in her cunt. She forced the tit he was sucking on deeper into his mouth.
"Ohhh, that feels so good, Jeremy," she sobbed. "So very good."
She whimpered and moaned beneath the tender ministrations of his mouth. "Oh, squeeze!
Squeeze! Suck! Eat my tits, Jeremy. Do me! Never stop!"
Jeremy could only have wished that he never had to stop. She was the sexiest woman he'd ever come across in his life, and that included Jennie. Though he sincerely doubted he would ever mention the comparison to his sexy little waitress. He shot a quick glance behind him, noting that Jennie was managing to take care of herself.
Dallas was like a drug addict, only her addiction was sex. She couldn't get enough.
Jeremy sucked and nuzzled her sweet tasting nipples. He gloried in the responsiveness of it. He could feel the rounded mounds throbbing beneath his lips. He sucked harder, harder.
"Oh, more!" she begged. "More! More!"
"Yes, you'll have more, my pretty little bitch," Jeremy grinned.
Immediately he pulled her up and over his knees once again. Her feeble protests soon gave way to shrieks of pure unadulterated pleasure.
While Jeremy brought one hand down on her reddening bottom he had the middle finger of his other hand pressed solidly against the button of her aching clit. With each spank he rubbed her super-sensitive nub a little harder. This was going to be an afternoon, an evening that neither of them would ever forget.
Dallas cried out with each smack, and shuddered at each manipulation of her love bud. Her legs kicked hard. Her pussy began to flow like lava once again. She smiled, too, as she realized that Jeremy's huge dick stood more rigidly than ever against the flesh of her stomach. Sure, he couldn't deny her its pleasures much longer. Her cunt went wild at the thought of him slamming in and out of the wet hole. Oh, not much longer, her mind begged. "Please, Jeremy, have mercy on my twat. Give me your dick!"
Her asscheeks swung from side to side as she tried, but not too hard, to avoid the stinging slaps. Jeremy would hit one, then the other cheek, always changing the tempo so that she never knew when he would strike next.
Jennie still sat mesmerized on the ground, barely ten yards away, rubbing her clit and her cunt hole for all she was worth. She could feel the juices flowing. Jeremy was turning her on with Dallas almost as much as if he had been fingering her cunt himself.
Dallas writhed and wriggled as the stinging slaps continued. Her tits felt heavy, dangling down toward the ground. Each slap against her buns made her fight all the more to be free. But even as she struggled, her rounded asscheeks trembled with pleasure. She hardly wanted to admit it, but she loved, purely loved, what Jeremy was doing to her ass.
The wild exchange of pleasure and pain was something she never would have imagined. It had to be experienced to be believed. His hand alternately caressed her pussy, then came slamming down on her fire red behind.
Dallas lay quivering across Jeremy's lap, feeling the sparks shoot through her pussy. His spanks had stopped. His fingers, though, were ever so wonderfully continuing their caresses of her sodden cuntlips. The palm of his other hand stroked and cared for her reddened asscheeks. Against her will her thighs parted for him, giving his moving fingers easier access to her feminine chamber. Her clit grew and throbbed each time he came in contact with it.
"Please, Jeremy," she cried again. "I need a prick stuffed up my pussy. I need it so badly I think I'll die without it."
Dallas's cunt craved Jeremy's huge dork. She needed to be stuffed to the pussy brim. She was going out of her mind with the aching void that was her cunt. She wanted it so badly. She would do anything, anything, to have it. She would get on her knees and beg if she had to. Jeremy simply had to relent. He had to give her his dick.
"Oh, Jeremy," she sighed happily, "I love what you've done for me so far. Please, can I have your cock now? I want my pussy full of your cock."
She cried out as Jeremy's expert fingers continued their masterful stroking on her clit. Her mind was whirling. Liquid fire surged through her veins, and Dallas writhed all the more. Her body felt as a volcano must seconds before its eruption. Soon she would explode with orgasm all over again, and her hot lava juice would spurt all over Jeremy's lap, then run down to the grass below.
Jeremy pulled Dallas to her feet, then maneuvered her to the ground. He turned her over so that she was lying butt-side up on the warm earth. Then he used his hands to position her in such a way that her knees were propped under her and her ass was lewdly displayed for what he had in mind. Dallas could feel her face reddening with embarrassment at the humiliation of her new position.
Dallas's cunt creamed at the very idea of Jeremy standing there gazing down at her blushing buns.
Her clit throbbed with growing excitement.
His manner with her had been tender, thoughtful, traits she had scarcely given him credit for. And now she was deeply ashamed. He had taken her each step of the way, slowly, lovingly, until she was crazed with lust. This latest ass-up display was his best yet. He could see even more of her exposed cunt. To aid him she spread her thighs even wider apart.
Jeremy's hand slipped between her legs, massaging her cunt lips. Again and again the fingers came in contact with her clit. She felt herself spewing forth more of her cunt juices than ever before. Soon, very soon, she thought wildly, she would be creaming enough juice to rival the volume of water in the swift flowing creek just to her left.
Shivering, quivering, sighing, Dallas begged Jeremy to keep on doing whatever he liked with her. She couldn't bear for him to stop now. She remained on her knees, shaking her reddened asscheeks at him as though they were indecently ripened apples.
"Oooooohh," she breathed. "Oh, Jeremy, this is the most sexy time I've ever had." A long, low gasp escaped her throat as Jeremy again pulled and kneaded her clit.
"I think you're about ready now, my sweet," Jeremy smiled. "Ready to know the full pleasures of my dick in your cunt."
"Ready?" she wailed. "I've been ready ever since the first day I laid eyes on you. Oh, yes, Jeremy, yes. Shove that wonderful piece of hard male meat into my pussy. I need it! I want it! I love it!"
He stopped, staring at her. "Since the first day you laid eyes on me?" he whispered. "You've wanted to fuck me since then."
"Of course. Jeremy, please . . . "
"Then, I guess that settles it, doesn't it?"
"Settles what?" she cried. "All I want is your dork in my pussy!"
"If you wanted to fuck me then," he continued relentlessly, "then it means you were a sexy woman as well as a sexy ranger-right from the start. So that's the end of it, Dallas. You win the bet. I'm your slave."
No, she thought. Not like this. Please, not like this. She had wanted so much to win. Now it didn't matter. Nothing mattered but having Jeremy's meat stuffed up her slickened gash.
"Jeremy," Nate said, taking pity on Dallas's highly aroused state, "you can't leave her hanging like this. You've got to fuck the poor girl."
"Whatever she wants," he said, an edge of defeat in his voice that Nate had never heard before. "After all, I'm her slave. That was the bet."
"No Jeremy," Dallas said. "It's not midnight yet. You can't quit on me. Please."
"I'll fuck you, if you like, mistress," he said. "Whatever you say, I must do."
Her cunt was an inferno. But somehow, some way she had to restore Jeremy's self-esteem before she dared allow him to fuck her. It could damage his pride irreversibly if she didn't.
She smiled slowly, her mind settling on a daring plan. It would work. For Jeremy's sake, for her sake . . . hell, for the sake of her poor pulsing pussy, it had better work.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
"What makes you think you lost the bet, Jeremy?" Dallas asked. She had to get him back to his sarcastic, arrogant self for her sake, as well as his own. She had discovered in these past two sex-filled hours that she loved him as he was. Not how she wished him to be.
He could use an adjusted opinion of women, she thought wryly. But he also had a hefty ego of his own to keep healthy.
"It's obvious, mistress," he said. "You're a sexy woman now. And you've always been a sexy woman, including all those years you were studying to be a ranger. It has to be true, or you wouldn't have wanted to fuck me the moment you laid eyes on me."
Nate grabbed Dallas by the arm and propelled her over near the creek. "You've got to do something," he said.
"Yeah," Jennie added worriedly, "I've never seen him so down. Who would've thought this dumb bet meant so much to him."
Dallas rubbed her still stinging asscheeks. "I thought I really wanted to win this bet, too. But not at such a high price. I guess it's time to follow my instincts and tell him the truth."
Straightening, she walked back over to Jeremy.
"I'm ready, mistress," he said, grabbing his prick and holding it in her direction. "Whatever you want me to do, just tell me, and it'll be done. My prick is yours to do with as you will."
"I . . . I have a confession to make, Jeremy," Dallas said, gently caressing the stiffening rod. She closed her fingers over his hand, which still imprisoned his dick. Holding the prick between them, she continued. "It isn't quite the way you think it was. I didn't see you and want you. I saw you, then was amazed to find I wanted you.
"You see, I had repressed my sexual nature for years for the sake of my career. It was only meeting you that brought it back again." She swallowed hard, wishing the hard dick was in her mouth, instead of in her hand. "If I'd gone to any other park, met any other ranger, I would still be exactly what you pegged me to be the first minute you met me. A sexless female ranger."
Jeremy shifted his hands to her tits. "Thank you for telling me that. And I'm very glad to have helped you reawaken your obviously sexy nature." His fingertips teased the twin peaks. "Maybe we should wait until midnight to decide the winner and loser in this wager. Agreed?"
"Agreed!"
He massaged his dork to even stiffer erection. "I think you're about ready now," Jeremy smiled. "Ready to know the full pleasures of my dick in your cunt. Then I'll know for sure how really sexy you are." He rubbed a hand against her crotch, reaching his index finger between the silky cunt lips. He stroked her clit. "Do you have anything to say to me before I ream the hell out of your cunt with my dick? Anything at all?"
"No, she whimpered. "Only, only, please, ram it in hard and deep. That would turn me on to the limit. Please, Jeremy, hard and deep. It's the way I love my cocks best. The harder and the deeper the better."
Jeremy grinned. "That kind of request is more than easy to accommodate, my dear."
Jennie was glad to see Jeremy closer to his own self. She returned to her own pleasures, rubbing her clit with more and more vigor as she watched the two naked bodies in front of her. She was going to come and soon. She was going to cream again . . . and again. Never had fingering herself been so satisfying. She knew it had much to do with the sight of the writhing, lust-filled bodies in front of her.
Dallas trembled uncontrollably as she again settled herself ass up on the ground. Gently, Jeremy began to probe between her asscheeks with his thickened rod. Her cunt juices flowed continually, soaking the head of his dick. This was going to be her best fuck ever!
Slowly, ever so slowly, Jeremy probed her depths with his turgid meat. The tight, slippery walls of her hole felt like ambrosia to his swollen, rock-hard dick.
"Aaahhh," Dallas sighed, not believing the sensations that flowed through her.
Jeremy's cock was bigger, thicker than any she'd ever felt before. It hadn't seemed as big as Jess's to look at it but the feel of it was awesome. She felt the swollen head sliding ever deeper into the very center of her womanhood. Wave after wave of ecstasy flowed over, under and around her. Oh, she was so very ready for this.
"Damn, you're a good fuck, Dallas," he said, his voice rasping. He was being driven wild by the sodden tightness of her snatch. His rod was being swallowed into a pit of pure unabashed delight.
She glowed at his complimentary words. Suddenly she wanted nothing more in the world than to be the best fuck Jeremy ever had. And she was going to do it, too! She wanted it for them both.
With a single, jabbing motion he jammed his rod deep inside her. With a groan of pleasure, she shoved her ass back toward him to fully feel the full affects of his impaled dick. He paused for a moment to allow her hole to adjust to the thickness of him. He wanted her to beg for it, to plead for him to ram it in and out of her.
At one point she thought to outfox him, attempting to wiggle her butt up and down, forcing him to thrust in and out of her. He firmly planted several slaps on her buttocks. She cried out, but accepted the punishment as her due. This was Jeremy's fuck. He would show her the heights of ecstasy. She would allow him to fuck her as he pleased. There would be other times, hopefully, when she could call the shots. For now, she stilled her buttocks and waited.
Jeremy's prick remained motionless for several more seconds, savoring the depths of her hole. He smiled at her eagerness, but he wanted her to know the ultimate heights. She had already had several orgasms while he spanked her, but he wanted her orgasm during their fuck to be atomic. His prick seemed to grow harder inside her.
With excruciating slowness Jeremy began to back his prick out of Dallas's pussy. She gasped and sighed as Jeremy reached around and rubbed her clit at the same time his prick began to slide in and out of her. Her hot, sucking cunt was on the verge of madness. She couldn't believe the thrills shooting through her very being.
"Make me come, Jeremy!" she shrieked. "Make me come and come and come! I never want to stop coming! Never! Not with that big beautiful dork in my snatch!"
Jennie was nearly out of her mind now, watching them. Damn, did Nate have to keep settling for staring at her fingers sliding in and out of her snatch? Couldn't he get his ass and prick over here and put himself to better use? She was using more than one finger. She forced two, then three fingers into her sodden gash.
She pumped her fingers up and down, in and out, enjoying the pleasure of her manipulations, but realizing her fingers were but pathetic substitutes for Jeremy's dick. Any dick!
"Damn you, Nate," Jennie cried. "Get that prick of yours over here! What the hell's the matter with you? Watching Jeremy and Dallas go at each other like that. Watching me finger my own cunt. And there you stand not doing a damn thing about any of it!"
Nate grinned. "Maybe I was just waiting for an invitation." He stepped toward the lusty waitress.
Tears of pleasure coursed down Dallas's face as Jeremy began to pump her. Her spewing juices flowed down her legs. She gasped and moaned as his fingers titillated her clit. Surely, she was going to go mad.
She could feel the beginnings of the miracle building deep within her. She had felt the mind-blowing orgasms brought on by his spanking hands, but now she was going to know the full magic of coming with his dick impaled in her cunt.
Jeremy pushed forward, then pulled back, pushed forward and pulled back, never hurrying. Not yet. He wanted her squirming with need. And he sensed she was already damned close to her biggest explosion ever.
He increased the tempo. His fingers all the while continued their ministrations of her love bud, increasing the already mind-numbing sensations his prick was building in her cunt.
Jennie could contain herself no longer. She opened her mouth and shrieked her coming to the surrounding forest, gasping in surprise to see Nate kneeling in front of her. She'd been so self-absorbed with her finger fuck, she'd not noticed his approach.
"Anything I can do to help?" he asked, a wolfish grin spreading across his handsome features. His cock was already throbbing near to bursting in his pants. He had been more than ready ever since their arrival by the creek. But he'd never fucked Jennie before and did not want to take advantage of the horny situation without her permission.
Jennie gasped. "Do me, Nate! For heaven's sake, do me now! I can't stand it!"
Her legs spread wide on the ground, beckoning the eager Nate to do as she told him. He knelt down eagerly in front of the proffered pussy.
Meanwhile, Dallas was writhing helplessly, gasping with undiluted lust.
Jeremy's massive prick continued to pump her, the tempo increasing ever so slightly. Then increasing again and again, until Jeremy was pounding his dork in and out of her wet and slippery cunt.
At the same time that Jeremy pumped her deep and hard with smooth, expert strokes, he also swung his body from side to side, rotating his prick inside Dallas's tender box. His cock was happily corkscrewing the writhing, super horny, hot to trot little bitch.
Dallas couldn't hold off her mounting desire. Her body was about to go beserk.
When Jeremy reached around and grabbed a full, ripe tit with each hand Dallas screamed with delight. His fingertips toyed with her nipples in the same exciting way they had toyed with her clit. His cock was plunging harder, deeper, faster now. She could feel the roughness of his chest hairs against her still reddened asscheeks.
Never had she known such sexual perfection. The feelings pummeling into her body were out of this world. Her previous fuck sessions paled by comparison. This time she would surely fly into orbit when she went off. Sparks of fire shot through her dick-engorged cunt hole.
Jeremy stroked faster and faster, pleased to s Dallas meet each thrust with backward thrusts o her own. She dug her elbows and knees into the ground, giving her more leverage as his prick pounded within her. It was as if her pussy were made for this moment, that Jeremy's cock had been made especially for her pussy.
Dallas's fingers clutched at the soft grasses. Her face was burning, and she was gasping heavily. The slurping sound of Jeremy's prick slogging in and out of her sodden gash only added to her sex-charged sensations.
Her climax was building now, ready to shake her with the force of a dozen A-bombs. She moaned and sighed and groaned, arching her back and her buttocks to meet his pounding thrusts. This was the point of no return. After this fuck, she would never be the same again. Jeremy was changing her world and she welcomed the change. Her cunt was ready. She was ready.
"Aaauuugghhh!" she screamed. "Oh, oh, oh, Jeremy." Nothing more coherent than screams and moans could pass from her throat now. She was beyond reality, riding the crest of a tidal wave of orgasmic overload.
Even Jeremy was taken by surprise at the cataclysmic dimensions to her orgasms. It would have registered ten, he was certain, on the Richter scale. Her cunt contracted and convulsed, seeking to swallow his prick into its depths. She wiggled and squealed and bounced and jounced. She screamed and moaned in animal mindlessness.
Jeremy gave her everything he had, everything that is, but one all important final touch. As her orgasms peaked higher and higher, he pumped a full load of heavy, creamy cum into her. His prick matched her explosion in violence, as her churning, spasming cunt drove Jeremy's cock to new heights of lust as well.
Even after his rod had spent itself in her he didn't want to stop pumping. He made certain she had every orgasm her body was ready to dish out. He pumped and thrust until at last she began to whimper softly, sliding forward on the bed of grass, her lust for the moment at least totally spent. Though he was certain the respite wouldn't last long.
His cock popped out of her with a slushing sound. He smiled. She had to be the comingest female he had ever fucked anywhere. His instincts had been right again. His super sexy co-worker was a world class screw.
Nearing collapse himself, he sank back, casting a weary glance at Jennie and Nate. He hoped they were getting it on as well as he and Dallas just had.
Jeremy grinned. Jennie had Nate slurping at her creaming cunt. They were going to be busy for awhile.
"That's it, Nate!" Jennie squealed. "Oh, eat me! Eat my orgasmic cream, please. I love to feel a man eat me out. Love to watch a man eat me out."
"My pleasure," Nate said, lapping and licking at her super-sized clit. He'd never seen a clit get so big. Each time he flicked it with his tongue it seemed to grow bigger still. He wondered if it would reach the size of his dick before she finished!
Jennie screamed as another series of orgasms shot through her. Gush after gush of cunt cream spewing from her slit. She worried for a brief instant that she might drown Nate in her juices. But he was more than up to the task. Up and down, round and round his tongue lapped and laved at her spasming hole.
"Aaaaiiii!" she cried. "More, more, more! I keep creaming more! I can't stop creaming!"
"Don't stop on my account, baby!" Nate yelled. "You've got the best tasting pussy I've ever had in my life."
Jeremy laughed, glad to see his friends having such a good time. He turned back to a nearly limp Dallas. She'd proved beyond any doubt that she was one helluva sexy woman. But she had left open the question about her sexiness as a female ranger. That question still had three hours to resolve itself. Three hours to midnight.
CHAPTER TWELVE
"The bet's off!" Dallas shrieked, rising to her feet. "I've had it!"
Jeremy could only stare at the gorgeous ranger, her slender nudity accented in the light of the rising moon. Now what the hell was she talking about? He'd thought they resolved that bet thing. They would wait until midnight, then decide the winner once and for all.
He stepped closer to her, sliding his arm around her shapely waist. "We don't have to sweat the bet now. Just relax. Go with the flow." He nuzzled her throat, suckling at its base, until he'd raised a quarter-sized hickey on her bronzed skin.
"No," Dallas said, shoving him back. "We're going to settle the damnable thing right now. I don't want it hanging between us any more."
He sighed heavily. "All right. What the fuck do you want to do?"
"I want us to declare the whole thing a draw."
"Draw?"
"No winner. No loser."
Jeremy rubbed his chin thoughtfully. "It seems even with a draw, you would win."
Dallas planted her hands on her hips, thrusting her breasts out defiantly. "How the hell do you figure that?"
"Because you won't quit the rangers."
Her lips compressed in fury. "Of course I'm not going to quit. Where'd you ever get a crazy notion like that?" Her eyes narrowed. "Are you saying you still want me to quit? That I'm not a good ranger?"
He toed the grass with his bare foot. "No, I'm not saying that. You're a damned good ranger."
Dallas's snatch quivered at the compliment. Getting praise like that from Jeremy Lake was a high accomplishment indeed. "Then why the argument about the bet?"
"I'm not a good loser."
"Neither am I."
He chuckled. "Then I suppose we should call it even at that."
"Please!" she cried. "That would be fantastic! Then we could get to the serious business at hand. Fucking each other's brains out."
"You're still horny, aren't you, Dallas?" Jeremy asked softly. "Your cunt is so wet, so ready. I can tell just looking at you. I'll bet you're ready to beg for my prick. Any prick."
Dallas was ready to say, do anything to have Jeremy stuff his rock-hard rod up her spasming cunt hole. He was driving her wild, standing there so arrogantly naked. Damn him, anyway.
"Please, Jeremy, please," she whimpered. "I need your prick. I need it so badly. Fuck me, Jeremy. Fuck me hard and deep. Oh, please, please."
Jeremy grinned. He liked seeing his women hot and horny. Dallas had to be the best damned fuck he'd ever had in his life, even if she was a female ranger.
"All right, sweetheart," he said, laughing. "If it's prick you want, it's prick you're going to get."
Those were the words she'd been waiting for. She had to be reamed and soon. She didn't think she could stand being so horny for another second. She was going to explode. Heaven help her, she had fallen in love with Jeremy.
"Yes, yes," she gasped. "Oh, fuck me, fuck me." She lay down near the creek, spreading her legs wide, not minding in the least if she got sand on her snatch or in it. Knowing only that she had to have Jeremy's prick.
"I'm going to fuck you now, Dallas," he said. "I'm going to cunt fuck you, and then I'm going to eat out your cunt."
She writhed eagerly, spreading her legs even further apart.
"I want to fuck you," she shrieked. "Stop making me wait! You promised!"
Gently Jeremy eased the lovely ranger beneath him. He intended to make reaming out her cunt quick and neat. He wanted to taste that luscious gash of hers. He was primed and ready for cunt juice.
Dallas wriggled her ass provocatively. Jeremy couldn't get his prick into her cunt fast enough to suit her. When he did plunge his dork into her slopping wet hole, she convulsed instantly. She was already so close to orgasm, she couldn't believe it.
All she thought, cared, or knew was Jeremy's prick as it slid in and out of her gash. Up and down, in and out he rammed his huge dork home.
"Damn, you're so wet, so soft, so sweet," he rasped. "I can't believe how good you feel. Please, please, say you'll stay with the rangers forever. I don't ever want to lose out on pussy like this."
Even in her rapture she heard him. He was asking her to stay! Stay and be his lover. Her cunt seemed to pull at him, sucking at his dork, seeking to pull him inside her. Oh, how she loved him.
"I'm going to come!" she cried. "Just feel me, Jeremy. I'm going to cream all over the fucking forest. And it's all for you, Jeremy. All for you."
He stroked fast and hard and deep. Up and down, in and out. He felt the muscles of her cunt contract in a violent series of orgasms that he thought would surely swallow his dick whole. But still he continued to thrust and thrust, not caring if he ever stopped.
"Damn," Nate whistled, "they really go at it, don't they?" He grabbed Jennie's luscious mounds and forced her down beside the other writhing naked couple.
"Pump me," Jennie cried. "Oh, pump me, ream me, fuck me, Nate. Match Jeremy stroke for stroke."
Nate glanced over at his partner, as his own prick tunneled into Jennie's snatch. He slowed, then hurried, catching the rhythm Jeremy had in Dallas's cunt. In seconds he was stroking Jennie's cunt in sync with Jeremy.
"Way to go, Nate," Jeremy yelled. "Pump her. Pump her." He started to drive faster and faster into Dallas's snatch, grinning as his partner increased his speed to stay in rhythm.
"I'm coming!" Dallas shrieked.
"So am I!" Jennie wailed.
Both men shouted their orgasms as well, Incredibly, all four had come at once. Cocks spewed into pussies. Pussies creamed on cocks.
"Aaaiiee!" Dallas gasped, "that was fabulous."
When her orgasms had settled into a mild series of after-shocks, Jeremy gradually allowed his slackening dick to ease out of her jism slickened hole.
"I'm going to eat you out now, Dallas," he said, anxious to be about his favorite pastime. He loved the taste of cunt cream combined with his own cum.
Dallas's legs spread automatically. Jeremy had the best tongue in the world and she was eager for him to get started. She remembered the soul-searing orgasms she had had with Jess, with Roger, with Elliott. None compared to what was happening to her now. Then it had been sex in all its glory. Now it was beyond sex. It was love. And even if Jeremy never loved her, she knew she would always love him.
Jeremy settled himself between her legs, preparing himself for the banquet to come. And he meant come, literally. He licked his lips, waiting.
"I'd be honored if you'd eat me out, Jeremy," she whispered, perceiving that he would like her to ask him to eat her. "I hope you find my cunt to your liking. I worry I won't please you. Oh, Jeremy, I do so want to please you. Make me come, Jeremy. Make me come in your mouth."
"I will, angel," he murmured. "Don't worry about a thing. You are going to please the hell out of me. You have the most gorgeous cunt on this planet. And the best tasting cunt cream anywhere."
"Oh, eat me, Jeremy. Just eat me. Now."
"Just lay there and enjoy it, my love," he said. He lowered his head to the feast between her legs. With tentative strokes he began to lick. He didn't want her to come right away. He wanted this particular pleasure to go on for a long time.
"Oh, I love your tongue in my cunt," she sighed. "Lick it. Oh, that's it, Jeremy. That's it." Her hips jerked and bucked as he stroked her gash with his tongue. She couldn't prevent the movements. She ached for his tongue to bring her off. As much as she could, she shoved her pussy toward him. She would help him as much as he would allow.
The first gentle strokes nearly sent her into orbit, but she held back. She wanted to prolong the exquisite torment as long as humanly possible. With extreme self-control she held back. Her body was going crazy. She didn't know how long she could hold her orgasm in check. She was already past the point of no return.
She felt her clit grow large as Jeremy's oral contact increased. She felt her hips begin to writhe and gyrate as though they had a life of their own. She moaned and groaned, whimpered and sobbed at the joy she found in this very intimate act of sharing with this man she loved.
"That's it, baby," he groaned, raising his head for only a moment from the delectable treat in front of his face. "Enjoy it. I want to feel your orgasm as well as taste it. I want to drown in your juice."
"It won't be long now," she gasped. "Not long."
"Oh, baby. I can't wait. You're even more delicious than I could have imagined. You're perfect. Absolutely perfect." He wanted to feel the gush now. His tongue stroked and jabbed at her sopping hole.
Dallas was going out of her mind. Jeremy was working his magic on her slit. He was going to make her cream a flood of juice into his mouth. And then she would listen as he slurped up every last drop.
She bucked and writhed and humped as his tongue darted in and out of her hole. All coherent thought fled her mind. All she wanted to do now was come. In and out, up and down Jeremy's tongue worked her cunthole like a mini-prick. He teased her clit, forcing it to grow larger than it ever had before.
He played with her, sucked her, nibbled her, even playfully bit her. Everything he did, he did for one goal only. To please Dallas. He wanted her to come as never before. He wanted her to gush a flood of juice into his mouth.
Dallas soared higher and higher into the realm of pure sensation. Jeremy was going to be in for one fantastic helping of cunt cream, she thought giddily. When she came, she was going to flood him like a bursting dam.
"Aaauuugghh!" she moaned. "Oh, Jeremy, I'm close. I'm real close now. Don't stop. Tongue my clit. Tongue my gash. Oh, Jeremy, make me come. Please eat all of the cream I can give you. Get ready, Jeremy, get ready."
It was more than he could have hoped for. He probed and licked and laved and lapped. He flicked his tongue at her tender clit. Again and again he brought her to the edge. Then finally, he decided it was time.
"Get ready, Dallas," he rasped. "Get ready for the orgasm of your life."
He stuck his tongue into her as far as it would go. He stroked and licked. He sucked her clit until she screamed with the pleasure of it.
And come she did. Torrent after torrent of sticky delectable cream flooded her cunt. Jeremy lapped it up as fast as his tongue could manage it, but still she gave him more. She convulsed against him, tightening her thighs automatically, almost crushing his head. But still he licked, still he lapped. He couldn't get enough of her cream. She couldn't stop giving it to him.
She came and came and came. He wondered if maybe she had become stuck on some kind of permanent orgasmic trip, so intense was his release. Finally, after five minutes, some semblance of reality began to return to her. She was still unstable, but some rationality had returned.
"Oh, Jeremy," she breathed. "That was the best. The very, very best."
"No, you're the one who's the best," he said, rubbing her slender thigh with affection. His face was still covered in her cream. Damn, she was better than a hot fudge sundae. "The best there is."
"You liked it, then?"
"Liked it?" He laughed. "Are you nuts, my love? You've got the best cream going. And you know it. I could drink from your pussy fountain three meals a day and never starve."
She smiled languidly, still reliving the glorious moments of her orgasm. "Thank you, Jeremy," she said. "You've been so good to me." And had she imagined it? Had he called her my love?
"What are male rangers for?"
"For fucking!" she giggled, grabbing his hair and playfully shoving his face back into her dripping gash.
He could take a hint. Eagerly he went back to work on her hole. She was still streaming a steady flow of juice. Yes, he certainly would settle for three meals a day in his little lady ranger's cunt. If only they could be like this all the time. Damn, maybe it could be.
He grinned and lapped up some more cream, hoping against hope she would go for the idea. How he loved to fuck! Loved to fuck Dallas. She was one helluva lover.
Dallas watched Jeremy's happy face as he dove in and out of her hot pussy. His tongue tickled her clit and she gasped. How she wished it could always be this way between them.
And then his words confirmed the magic of her dreams. He looked at her, his eyes warm, happy, content. "You've taught me a lot these past two weeks, baby. About women. And about myself. I found out women can hold any job they want and still be damned sexy to a man, if he's just got a brain in his head to be decent to her."
"You've been more than decent, Jeremy. I can never thank you enough. Accepting me as a ranger means a lot to me."
"A man's gotta accept his wife's chosen career, doesn't he?"
"Wife!" she gasped, flinging her arms around his neck. "Do you mean it?"
"More than I've ever meant anything." He caressed her breast bringing it to his mouth, accepting the hearty congratulations of Nate and Jennie. "Wait a minute," he said, his brows furrowing. "She hasn't said yes." He looked at Dallas. "Well, my love?"
She slipped his cock between her lips, murmuring, "What do you think!? "
