A Cowboy, Vodka, and a Shameless Slut
As you know from my blog post yesterday, Wes was in bad shape when he came home Friday night. Too much celebrating with his beverage of choice: Vodka.
When I followed him upstairs I jumped in bed with the kitties, where I’d been editing one of my novels while waiting for him to come home.
He dropped his wallet and keys on the dresser, and then collapsed next to me on the bed. Fast as lightning, I jumped on him and plastered myself to his bod, while I slipped my hand under his shorts to fondle his gorgeous dick.
"Argh!" he moans. "Stop that!"
"What were you thinking?" I tease, as I continue to stroke his silky soft cock. "You know better than to lie down next to me. I’m gonna jump you every time!"
Wes gives me a few kisses before batting me away and rolling off the bed. "I need to take a shower," he mumbles, stripping off his sweaty golf clothes.
When he walks into the bathroom I follow him. Of course. I tease him the entire time he’s in the shower and keep it up when he steps out. As he dries his hair, I slip behind him when he’s not looking, reach around, and stroke his delicious cock.
"Back!" he shouts, batting my hand away.
"You don’t want me to kiss it?" I ask, smiling wickedly.
"It won’t do any good," he replies. "I’ve had too much to drink."
"That’s okay," I say. "You know me. I love the feel of your dick in my mouth. Let me play with it."
Wes finally gives up, and I kneel down, wrapping my lips around his flaccid cock. Much to his surprise, it comes to life almost immediately.
A few minutes later I stand up. "Look at that," I say, glancing down at his half-hard shaft. "I think it’s happy to see me."
Wes growls, and his eyes are now dark with lust. He strokes his cock as he begins to stalk me, backing me up against the bathroom wall. Looking more like a hungry predator than a guy who did too much celebrating, he strips off my cami and tosses it over the shower curtain rod. Then he slips his hands inside my panties to cup my ass, pulling me against him, grinding his hard cock into my pussy.
Alrightyyyyy!
We walked out of the bathroom and hour and many Os later. It took Wes a little longer to finish because of the vodka and no Viagra. But you’ll get no complaints from me or his happy cock, which got quite a workout.
It was one of those nights where all you could say was, "Ride ‘em, Cowboy, ride!!"
Oh, yeah. Purrrrrrrrrrrrr……….. *horny grin*
xoxo
Laura Stamps (c)
Author of Erotica and Paranormal Romance Novels
http://www.LauraStamps.blogspot.com (excerpts from all of my novels)
http://laura-stamps8.livejournal.com (my naughty Author Blog/updated daily)
Laura Stamps (c)
Author of Erotica and Paranormal Romance Novels
http://www.LauraStamps.blogspot.com (excerpts from all of my novels)
http://laura-stamps8.livejournal.com (my naughty Author Blog/updated daily)
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