Love and Lust for Three

When he pulled her to him, she felt a lovely warm, moist feeling of desire wash through her at the hardness of his body pressing against hers. She couldn't resist flirting, so she said, "You look mighty fetchin', Reb. Is that store-bought cologne you're wearin'?"

"Shore is. Smells good, don't it?"

"Good enough to—"

Suddenly she saw Juba.

He stood just inside the wide barn door, all dressed up in a red western shirt, cowboy hat, and skin-tight jeans. Standing there, he towered over all the other men. Big and husky and as handsome as sin, he had arrogance written all over him, which was usual, but he did have manners enough to reach up and grab at his hat. He slapped it against his muscled thigh to get the dust out just before he threw it over on a table with all the others. The other men's hair looked all oiled up, but Juba hated the stuff, and his long curly hair hung down his nape, making him look wild and untamed. A little curl always fell down on his forehead. He worried with it constantly, but like him, it wouldn't behave.

When she saw him coming she didn't want him to think she was watching for him, so she looked away and tried to focus her attention on Reb. After a few seconds she felt Juba grab her from behind.

"Hey, baby," he whispered in her ear, his words moist and hot. "Your lovin' man's here."  

When Jessabelle heard his conceited words, she felt a twinge of annoyance. "Juba, Reb and me are dancin'."

"So what?"

"Juba, I swear, you'll never change. You think you can just come in here and act any old way, and I'll fall in your arms. Well, it ain't gonna happen tonight."

"You sound like you're mad at me. What the hell did I do this time?"

"I ain't mad at you, Juba.  I just wish you'd learn how to behave."

"Me? I don't know how to behave? What about you?"

"I don't know what you're talkin' about."

"The woods, remember?"

She turned and looked at him. "What about the woods?"

"Walkin' off an' leavin' me, that's what. With my pecker all swolled up like that. I couldn't come outta them woods for most a half hour."

A grin she tried to suppress barely lifted her lips. "Did you find a knothole?"

"This buck don't need no knothole." He roughly pulled her out of Reb's arms and whirled her into a dance. "Too many willin' women runnin' around here for me to have to go find a goddamned knothole. And if you won't give it to me, one o' them will."

"What the hell are you doin'?" Reb said. "Jessabelle and I were—"

Juba pushed him away with one hand on his chest, and the other around Jessabelle's waist. "Just back off, bucko. She was my girl first. Got that?"

Jessabelle looked around and saw people staring at them. She realized Juba was causing a scene and said, "Juba, please! People are staring."

"Hey," he said looking down at her. "Don't tell me how to act."

"Oh, really?" she said, the huff back in her voice. "You're out of line, Juba. Reb and me—"

"Reb? You gonna throw that Texas lovin' son of a bitch in my face? Fine, go on back to your precious Reb, but you just keep one thing in mind, Jessabelle. I can't be tamed, see. If you won't say yes, I know plenty of 'em around here that will."

"Then go and find one, you bastard!"

The moment Jessabelle moved away from him everything seemed to stop. The whine of the country love song, scraping shoes on the large plank board, it had all stopped except a drone of murmuring voices.

Jessabelle's head turned quickly. She gasped when she saw the vision at the entrance. She glanced over at Juba and he looked as if he'd just been hit in the head with a hammer, or Cupid's arrow.  She didn't know which. She didn't need to look down at the front of his pants to know what his reaction to this woman would be. Like a low, threatening rumble of thunder, the whispering voices began.

"Who is she?"

"Where did she come from?"

She looked out of place—like one of them movie actresses who got lost in the dusty, dirty hills of Dry Gulch. Her rose-colored dress clung to her body, clearly made of some kind of material Jessabelle knew couldn't have been bought at the general store. All silk and slinky, it fell over her body like a second skin, and looked as if it came from San Francisco or New Orleans. Her hair fell in white-blonde waves like a goddess, her eyes vivid blue. She looked more than beautiful, if such a thing were possible. All at once, the men who resembled statues before, now rushed toward her, leaving their dancing partners behind. In an instant, the girl stood surrounded by flattering, fawning males, but she paid no attention to them. Instead she walked past the crowd of men and straight to—Juba!

ADULT EXCERPT

Now, as she felt herself being pushed backward into the grassy cradle by her two favorite bad boys, she melted beneath their touch.

"Oh, God," she whispered when she felt their warm breath on her face. One kissing her, and the other biting on her earlobe. Both of their hands began to stroke her, driving her crazy with desire. And then when Reb cupped her pussy and squeezed, she closed her eyes and felt the heat surge upward with the intimacy of his touch.

While Juba kissed her body in the most sensitive places, she felt the buds of her nipples swell to their fullest. Her flesh tingled as both Juba and Reb shared her breasts, causing a series of hot, scorching jolts to spear through her. Before she knew it, suddenly her clothes were gone, and Juba's tongue began to sear a scorching path down to her abdomen and onto her thighs. She gasped when she felt it moving toward her pussy and pushing into her cunt. The lovely feel of Juba's tongue inside her made her moan with delight.

The hunger she felt urged her upward into a place she'd never been, when suddenly his tongue withdrew, and she felt her pussy being invaded by an enormous cock that took her breath away. A stinging pain shocked her, but then suddenly a glorious push and pull carried her upward on wave after wave of passion. She clutched Juba, languishing in the warmth of an electric thrill that caused her to almost leap off the ground. She felt him going deeper and deeper, her cunt being deliciously stretched. She emitted a soft whimper and writhed wildly as he continued to plunge in and out, hot and slick until suddenly she shattered, bathed in wave after wave of glorious warmth.

Almost without detection, Juba moved away and Reb took his place. His hands felt like two flames of fire as they stroked her. She could feel his cock growing bigger and bigger against her, her mumbling lips begging for more and more when suddenly he thrust his cock inside her. Her hips began a wild thrust, their bodies in synch while his cock plunged deeper and deeper. The two of them clutched each other, bound by that ultimate joy each were striving for. She gasped, her breath becoming shallow as he plunged in and out, while his hands lovingly squeezed her breasts, and his mouth suckled her nipples. His hips continued to push, and his breath felt hot on her face. She felt a moan pushing at her throat until it came spilling out of her mouth.