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Cowgirl In Heat - Wet Kiss  

Paulxx001 66M
8702 posts
4/30/2018 10:04 pm

Last Read:
5/2/2019 10:09 pm

Cowgirl In Heat - Wet Kiss

Chapter 1- Wet Kiss


She was 26 and an experienced Cow Girl, on her way to the Calgary Stampede - and she was just miles away . It was early dusk, on a hot, humid, July night - and the brilliance of the setting sun, created an orange, tinged halo, as plumes of dust ed up off the gravel and sand, and into the air- as she braked hard , and skid to a stop - at that lly station.

The drive from Wyoming, had been a long . She turned off the engine of the Ford Bronco (which was pulling an empty trailer), and she, ever so slowly, plied her way out of the cab, unwinding her long, slim legs like a deer searching for firm footing.
She gingerly, stretched her back and unfurled her tall lanky body the way a butterfly might come out of a cocoon and finally, planted both her cowboy boots onto the gravel. She was, a sight of beauty! She was statuesque and tall and slim. Her jeans seemed painted on, and were ripped, at the back of her thighs - not intentionally, but through use. The sun caught her naturally colored blond hair and as she tussled it with her fingers, might have seen sparks fly, as the burning sky, framed her silhouetted body.

Facing the setting sun, she hadn't noticed the tall, lanky, young man, leaning up against his truck, until he spoke.
"Kelly? That you? Holly cow, it's been a long time", he exclaimed.

'Oh my gosh', she thought as she instantly recognized the man's voice. It was Bobby, her 'ex' boyfriend and some she hadn't seen since - well... since they broke up ago.

"Heck yeah! Who else wears boots the way I do?", she said laughing back at him, as she walked towards his voice . They broke up, but they weren't enemies. In fact, the only reason they had split up, was because he had retired from the rodeo and moved back to New York City. He walked up to meet her, grasped her hips and kissed her on the cheek.

"How've you been? Man, I haven't seen you for a while. I missed you!", he smiled.

She clasped her hands on his hips, "I thought you were retired? What's up? What are you doing here?", she replied, as she looked into his eyes.

"Ha! Real estate is not for me. I can't stay away from this game. It's in my genes.", he replied, as he flashed his brilliant white smile and held her gaze.

"In your genes, or in your jeans?", she laughed, as she pulled him closer to her and pressed and leaned her body against his. "I missed you", she whispered to him, as she brushed her cheek, so very close to his.

"Well... yours if you want me. You know how easy I ?", he smiled again. Pulling her hips right up against his.

" back on the 'Tour'. I guess you'll be seeing a lot of me, this summer.", he continued as he held her waist and squeezed her with his powerful hands.

She'd almost forgotten, what his touch felt like. It was electric and a 'frisson', (an exciting chill) swept through her body.

" I guess, I... will be seeing... more of you.....? How much more?", she purred as she leaned forward and kissed him gently on the lips.

He met her kiss with his lips and tongue. He'd forgotten just how sweet she tasted. They closed their eyes and kissed like lost lovers would . That kiss where bodies sway and hair is tussled and arms and fingers probe and explore , and massage backs and where the longing, once forgotten, is reborn - in an instant! Where memories come in waves of caading thunder and shivering shudders of the soul. Eventually, he withdrew his mouth and lips from hers and whispered in her ear. Her eyes were still closed as he spoke.

"I have a room, at the Motel, right there.", he pointed, " I'll you dinner and bathe you. My room has a color TV.! ", He laughed. as he held her tight.

She laughed heartily at his remark and replied, "You know how much I love color TV! But I can't. I've got to be in Calgary tonight. They're driving my up and I want to be there as early as possible. My first event is in a couple of days", she replied sadly.

Still holding her tightly by her waist he interrupted her...

"Look... You smell of day old<b> perfume </font></b>and deodorant and you're hungry. I'll feed you and let you use my shower. I'll even give you fresh towels. But that's all. Then ing you out. Ok?", he smiled and squeezed his nostrils with his fingers. " You smell... just the way I love you to smell ", he laughed as he hugged her.

She couldn't resist an invitation like that." I stink? ", she asked sadly, pulling away and trying to smell herself.

"Yes you do. And that's what I always loved about you.", and he laughed again and grabbed her by the hand. "Let's go. It's right there. starving and I'll order the pizza. Let's go", and he pointed to a grizzled motel, a hundred yards away - it's florescent lights flashing 'Vacancy', in the early dusk.

How could a tired, hungry, 'smelly' , cow girl, refuse an invitation for pizza, and a shower AND color TV? She laughed and held his hand tightly as he led her to his rented boudoir.

"You'll bathe me? , she asked coyly, as she skipped beside him holding his hand with both of hers. She looked at him and blinked.

" Of course I will ", he laughed." I always did. Do you think I've forgotten how? ", he chuckled to her." "You're funny and hot and stinky", he laughed as he leaned towards her and kissed her again.

She giggled and walked quicker. She could feel she was getting wet... very wet. She tucked her shirt further into the front of her jeans, and accidentally (or not), reached too far and touched the already swollen, wet lips of her throbbing vagina. She raised her fingers to her nose and smelled herself and licked her fingers. 'Yes', she thought to herself.' She needed to be bathed '. She smiled and her step quickened, as their boots crunched the gravel, while they walked along the road, and approached the Motel...


... End of Chapter 1...

If you enjoyed the story up to this point, join me for Chapter 2, when things get even steamier... Click here Cowgirl In Heat Motel Shower

©May 2018 Paul P.
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Have you ever met an old lover where the sparks started to fly again?
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sexyldy1000 68F  
9607 posts
5/2/2018 2:07 am

Great start to the story.
Being pampered by a past or present lover is very sensual and usually leads to so much more.
Looking forward to reading how it turns out.


Paulxx001 replies on 5/2/2018 5:55 am:
Yes. There is a certain familiarity and comfort that we feel when an old lover comes by. And it's deffinitely sensual. Yes! Thanks for dropping by... and I won't give things away, but the title of the next Chapter is The Motel. Lol yep ..

sweet_VM 65F
81699 posts
5/8/2018 7:16 am

Very sexy and hot. Your a great writer hugs V

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Paulxx001 66M
22642 posts
6/11/2018 4:38 am

The Calgary Stampede was first started in 1912 and in 2018 is being held between July 6 to the 15.


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