A NAIVE COWGIRL GROWS UP QUICKLY – Parts 13, 14 and 15
Chelsea Yates learns about the pleasures of life the hard way and learns that men will use her. She finds that she doesn’t have to love to enjoy sex.
I received a letter from Mike later that week. He told me that since my Mom wouldn’t let him talk to me on the phone, he would just write. He was upset that someone had trashed his truck in Dallas. He didn’t know who had done it, but that I was a suspect in his mind. He told me that no one was around when it happened so he couldn’t outwardly accuse me.
I was laughing as I read his letter. Matt was walking by and said, “What’s so funny….must be a good joke.”
“It is a good joke Matt, seems someone trashed out Mike’s truck. He thinks it might have been me, but there were no witnesses.”
“Hell, you couldn’t be guilty of anything like that, you’re too nice of a girl.” he laughed as he continued on his way to the barn.
I threw the letter into the trash can in my office, feeling just a little bit of redemption. Revenge is fun.
As the weeks passed, I stayed busy. My Mom continued working with my barrel racing skills. Brett and I continued seeing each other on a regular basis, honing our sex skills. I used my veterinary skills a lot on the ranch and a few of our close neighbors had stopped by to see if I would take care of their vet needs. My office was stocked and operating. Everything had come together.
My first rodeo competition is in Reno, Nevada on June 15th. The butterflies in my stomach are in full flutter mode as I drive West from home. I’ll cross Utah then into Nevada. It will be a couple of days driving for me to get there. There’s no sense to push it, I have plenty of time.
When I arrived in Reno, it amazed me to see how many people were there. It’s quite a step up from the collegiate rodeos. I found the clerk’s office and signed in and got my numbers and position. I ride at tomorrow’s performance.
I am here by myself and I don’t know hardly anyone that competes. The clerk told me that there was a welcome party for contestants at Harrah’s this evening. I guess I will go down there and check it out later. My new trailer is going to be nice to have. I have a spot to park it, at the grounds, that has a RV hookup…..just what I need.
I’ll head downtown to Harrah’s after I feed and water Rip. I’m still plenty nervous, 23 years old and beginning a rodeo career. Actually, I’m proud of myself. I know I’m going to be good at this and I can’t wait to get started.
I finally found a parking place and went in to Harrah’s. It took me a little while to find where the welcome party is and I’m astounded at how many people are here. Contestants, the rodeo committee members, clowns, stock contractor people……so many people to run a rodeo.
I found the bar and got a glass of iced tea. I’m not really into drinking that much and I want to keep my head straight. There are so many people here. It seems like I don’t know anyone. Welcome to the big leagues Chelsea, I was thinking to myself.
I spotted some of the barrel racers over in one corner of the room and decided to go over and get acquainted. When I was getting close, I spotted one woman that I knew. Her name is Connie Barrett from Pueblo Colorado. I had met her at a collegiate competition in Colorado Springs last year. As I walked toward her she spotted me and smiled.
“Well, look here, Hello Chelsea, I’m so glad to see you. I saw your name on the contestants list….I just knew you would make it to the Pros. Are you excited?”
“Yes I am, Connie. I am so glad to see someone I know.”
“I’ll bet…I remember my first competition in the Pros. I was like you and didn’t know a soul there. But don’t worry yourself, you’ll make friends quickly. Matter of fact, let me introduce you to all of your competition.”
We walked through this group of barrel racers, Connie introducing me to all of them. I was surprised at how many of them knew me already. They had never met me till now, but had followed the collegiate circuit and knew my name from that. One of the women told me that they all watch the new up-and-comers to see what the competition coming up is like. Her name was Camille Rogers from Roy, New Mexico.
Camille and I hit it off right away. We were a lot alike in most respects. “I’ve watched your collegiate career for the last 4 years. I understand that your Mom is Carrie Yates, is that right?”
“Yes, she is.” I replied
“Chelsea, I have no doubt, after watching what you did in college and high school, and considering the experience you will gain from Carrie, one day you will be a World Champion…..I assure you, I can see it in you. I wish you good luck and I look forward to us being good friends.”
“You are so sweet, Camille. I hope I can live up to everyone’s expectations of me. I just know I’ve wanted to be here all my life and now I have finally made it.”
She hugged me. She and Connie continued to introduce me. I soon found that these women were so much different than the girls in college. The college girls were just that, jealous little bitches that would stab you in the back if they could. I could tell that these women are professionals, they understood life and how to get along with people. They all had one thing that was very evident, honor and dignity. I think that this is going to be a lot of fun.
I continued to talk with the other barrel racers that evening, losing track of time. I knew that I had to get back and get some rest because tomorrow will be a long day for me. Before I left Harrah’s, all of the contestants had told me that they would be around and help me, being this is my first Pro competition. I looked forward to it and getting to know all of them much better.
Morning came. I got up and dressed to go out for my morning run wearing shorts, tank top, tennis shoes and a baseball cap. Jogging around a Pro Rodeo area is a whole lot different than being around a college rodeo. I hadn’t thought much about it, but being dressed as I was, I realized after a while that I was giving a lot of ‘hard attacks’ to the young guys around the area. They would stop whatever they were doing and stare at my jiggling tits as I trotted by. I don’t know how many times I was greeted with a ‘Good mornin’ Ma’am” and a big smile. It’s different, but, I don’t think I’ll change a thing…..maybe the shorts a little shorter…..hee, hee, hee.
After I finished my run I fed and watered Rip and went inside to take a shower and get ready for the day. It promised to be an interesting one, at the least. When I was finished dressing, I went over to the rodeo office to finish my registration and get my shirt number. I ran into Connie and a couple more of the contestants I had met last night. They all gave me some pointers and good advice. Connie told me about the dirt in the arena and what to expect there. They wished me ‘good luck’ and we all went our separate ways.
I watched the rodeo and finally the barrel racing event was coming up next. I was to be 8th. Watching the other women make their runs, I realized just how different and more competitive the pro’s are.
When my turn came, I knew that I had to beat a 14.155 to take the lead. I knew that Rip could do it and I wanted to win this, my first pro rodeo. I patted Rip on his neck and told him, “We’re here pal, now lets show them what we are made of.” I heard the announcer say my name and that this was my first run as a Pro. The crowd gave me a big cheer. I looked into the arena. This was it.
I spurred Rip and he was off like a rocket. He definitely knew where we were. I could feel Rip’s intensity as we sped toward the first barrel. He made the turns around the barrels very quickly and was headed for the finish line. The crowd was cheering and my heart was pounding….past the timing post and hit the brakes. The crowd was roaring. I looked at the timing clock…………14 flat…………yes, yes, I’m in the lead.
There were two more riders…..I had my fingers crossed.
I joined the other contestants to watch the last two riders. They all congratulated me and gave me high-fives. Even though I had beaten their times, they were sincere and not acting like a bunch of little girls. I know I’m going to like being here.
In the end, I placed second here. The winning time ended up being 13.993. I finished second. I wanted the win, but being my first professional competition, I’m happy. By the way, Connie beat me. After the rodeo, I congratulated her and gave her a big hug.
“So, Chelsea, where are you going from here?” Connie asked me.
“I’m headed to Red Lodge, Montana next before I head back home. I think that the next one will be Estes Park, Colorado. Where are you going Connie?”
“I’m headed to Red Lodge also, but after that one I’m headed out to Hastings, Nebraska. The added money is better there.”
“Great, maybe we can travel together going to Red Lodge. I’d like to know I’ve got a friend close by.”
“That sounds good to me. What are you doing tonight?”
“I have no plans. I guess find somewhere good to eat then hit the sack early.” I told her.
“There’s a party tonight at Harrah’s. The rodeo committee puts it on for contestants. I was told there would be live country music and the drinks would be reasonable. We are going to eat at the steakhouse at Harrah’s. Want to come along with us…..come on, it’ll be fun.”
“Sounds like fun to me, I’m in. Are we going to meet down there?”
“Yeah, we decided to meet at the bar in the casino at 8. You can’t miss it……as soon as you come in the main entrance, turn right, you’ll run right into it. See you at 8 darlin’.”
This sounded like fun and it will be nice to socialize with the other women. Guess I’ll go to my trailer and get ready. I may go a little early and gamble a little, that looks like fun.
I got to Harrah’s at 7. I decided to walk around and check the place out. I played the slots for a little while and won $20 and decided to stop. I found the bar that Connie was talking about and ordered a beer. It was fun just sitting and watching people as they gambled. Around 8pm I noticed some of the women beginning to arrive. I moved over where they had sat down. I really like all these women.
In a little while, Connie arrived. After a while, we all went over to the steakhouse and had dinner and a few more drinks. The party had been going for a while when we got there. We were all primed and ready for a really good night. The music was good and the bar was better. I was having a really good time dancing with all the cowboys that were there.
I met a guy that I immediately liked. He was tall and handsome and single. He was a team roper from Texas. We danced and danced some more.
About midnight he said to me, “Chelsea, want to get out of here….maybe go over to the bar and sit and talk for a while?”
I was thinking to myself, ‘yeah, he wants a piece of ass.’ He was good looking and I was by myself and unattached so, what the hell.
We left the party and went over to the bar where all us girls had met up earlier. His name was Tom Pickett. He was 29 years old and had been on the Pro Rodeo circuit for 5 years. His family owns a ranch near Roaring Springs, Texas. He has 3 brothers and 1 sister, all involved in the ranch.
He asked and I told him about me and my family. We had a lot of fun getting to know each other. After a couple of hours there, he asked me if I wanted to go up to his room with him. I moved a little closer to him and took his hand.
“And……just what would you have in mind Mr. Pickett,” I asked grinning at him.
“Well, we could talk some more,” he said, “and….uh, I guess we could get to know each other better……and uh………”
I was smiling and almost laughing at him. Most guys are usually a little shy. I moved even closer to him, looking into his eyes even deeper.
“Well, Mr. Pickett, I don’t want to talk, aaaaaand, I don’t want to get to know each other better, at least tonight. What I have in mind is for both of us to remove all of our clothes and get in a bed. Then I want to kiss and feel each other for a little while……then I want you to eat my pussy till I cum……then I want to suck your cock and I want you to let me eat your cum. After that I want you to fuck me. I want you to fuck me every way you can think of and I want your cum dripping out of my pussy. Now, what do you think about that idea?”
I had caught him completely by surprise. I don’t think he had ever met a woman that was quite as direct as I was. It was kind of funny to watch him add it all up, but in the end he was ready to go.
When we got up to his room, he was fumbling for the key card and tripping over his words. He finally got the door open and we stepped inside. After locking the door he turned around and I was standing by the bed, completely naked.
“OH, MY GOD!” He exclaimed, “OH FUCK!” You are the most beautiful creature I have ever seen in my life.”
He fumbled with his clothes till he finally was naked. I had opened the bed and got in. I had a good look at him. He was a very good looking and muscular guy and he had a nice cock. It wasn’t all that big, but it sure was pretty. I couldn’t wait and grabbed it and began to take it down my throat while I squeezed his balls. Tom was moaning so loud I thought that security might show up to make sure he was alright. Anyway, it didn’t take much time at all till he dropped his load down my throat. I think he had the sweetest cum I’ve ever had. I sucked every drop from that magnificent cock and licked my lips clean.
I moved up over his body and straddled his head. He got the idea quickly and began to eat my wet pussy. I rubbed it all over his face while his tongue worked me over. Again, it didn’t take me long to have the big O.
Before long, he was hard again and on top of me fucking me like there was no tomorrow. He was a master. He knew how to please a woman and stack orgasms for her. When he finished, he had put a nice thick wad of cum right at the entrance to my pussy. He was on his knees spreading my lips with his fingers, admiring his work. I could tell he was still a little tipsy.
“My favorite thing to do is to give a woman a beautiful cream pie between those wonderful pussy lips. Your pussy is the most beautiful thing I have ever laid eyes on, it’s so smooth and bald, just like a baby’s ass.”
I giggled at him. He crawled up over my body and kissed my tits. “Those two tits of yours are so perfect. I can tell that they are natural and not fake. I just love them. And…..you have a gorgeous body…..it’s a hard body….you take care of yourself and I like that too. Chelsea, you are the perfect woman. On top of everything else, you are a fantastic cowgirl. I hope we end up at the same rodeos a lot.”
Tom rolled off of me and onto his back. I leaned up on my elbow and began to tell him that I liked him too and saw that he had passed out. Just my luck, I thought to myself. I pulled up the covers and went to sleep too.
The next morning I woke up at sunrise and went to the shower. The hot water felt good running over my body. I put his shirt on and left the bathroom. I opened the drapes and sliding door and stepped out on the terrace. It was a beautiful morning. To lean out over the railing and let the wind blow my hair felt really good. The wind blowing up under his shirt felt wonderful also. I heard him stirring so I went back inside.
“About time you woke up,” I said as I lay down on top of him and kissed him.
He kissed me back and wrapped his arms around me. I propped myself up on my elbows and said, “You kind of petered out on me last night, I wanted to fuck you some more….you damn sure took good care of me before you passed out.”
He smiled a big cowboy smile and told me that I was the most fun woman he had ever been with and he wanted me to stay another day and we could go see the sights, like Lake Tahoe, maybe up to the ski area and a few of the other sights that Reno had to offer.
I didn’t have to be to Red Lodge for three days so I decided to stay there with him. While he took care of some business he had to do with one of his sponsors, I went out to the grounds and took care of Rip. He was happy to get out of the trailer and stretch his legs. I fed and watered him and led him over to the stock pens. It was alright for contestants to put their horses in the pens during the day.
There were two cowboys over at the pens watching me as I put Rip in. “Hello there Missy, you must be Chelsea Yates. That was a good run you made yesterday. That horse of yours is pretty fast…..I think you’ll be a real contender this season…….My name is Rowdy, this is my brother Sam.”
“Thank you Rowdy and Sam, what do you guys do?”
“Ahhh, we are bareback riders. Our brother Phil is too…..I don’t rightfully know where he is right now, he was here a few minutes ago. Yes ma’am, that’s one fast horse you have there. Would you be interested in having a horse race one of these days?” Sam asked.
“Do you guys have a fast horse,” I asked him.
“Yeah, it’s Phil’s horse. He’s pretty fast….damn good roping horse…..Phil does that too.”
“I don’t know if I want to race horses or not,” I told them, “I don’t really want to risk hurting Rip.”
Another good looking guy came walking up and introduced himself as Phil Martin. He was Rowdy and Sam’s older brother. “I watched you ride yesterday, you’re going to be really good, probably be a World Champion one of these days. I think that those other gals better watch out.”
“Well thank you, Phil. I hope I can do as well as everyone thinks I will.”
Rowdy chimed in, “We’ve been trying to talk her into a horse race….her horse against Sonny.”
“It would be a good race. That horse of hers is pretty fast. I would be willing to race him though, if you were so inclined.” Phil said.
“I’ll think about it Phil, it might be fun to have a race….it would be a way to pass some time. It is just a fun race isn’t it?”
“Well, usually when we race we bet……usually it would be your horse against our horse…..winner take both.”
“I could never bet Rip…….I would never take the chance of losing him…..I’m not interested.” I told them.
“We don’t have to bet horses, we could do something else.” Sam said.
“I don’t know, I’m not much of a gambler.” I told them.
Phil was smiling and looking me up and down. “I’ve got an idea, I’ll put my horse up and if you win, you win him. If you lose, you have sex with all 3 of us for, let’s say, 6 hours.”
I was shocked. This caught me off guard. “What? What did you say? That if I lose I fuck all three of you for 6 hours…..Is that what you said?”
“That’s what I said Chelsea. If you think your horse is that fast, then you could win a top roping horse….he’s worth at least $10,000. That’s a pretty good bet, don’t you think?”
“I don’t think so…..I don’t know……”
I was thinking about his horse, it’s a beautiful animal and I’m sure it’s worth every penny he says it is. I just don’t know if I want to risk my pussy……
“I’ll think about it,” I told them,” When would you want to do this race?”
“Anytime would be ok with us. What rodeos have you entered this season?”
“Well, Red Lodge later this week, then Estes Park, then I’m going to Laramie after that.” I told them.
“Well we’re going to Laramie too, that would be a good place. They have an old race track there we could use. It’s a good bet. My horse is damn good, if you’d like to try him out.”
“Well, maybe…..I’ll think about it and let you know in Laramie. I need to get going……nice to meet you guys.”
“Yeah, for us too,” Phil said as I walked away.
I heard them talking as I walked away. Rowdy said, “Mannnnn, that would be one damn nice piece of tail. It would be worth betting Sonny to have a chance to plug that hole for 6 hours.”
I didn’t look around, I was laughing too hard to myself. I’d be crazy to put my ass out there like that. But on the other hand, Sonny is one hell of a horse. I’ll have to think about this.
When I got back to my trailer, Tom had arrived. I locked things up and got in with him. I told him that the Martin boys wanted to have a horse race, but I didn’t tell him what the bet would be.
“Yeah, those guys always want to race someone. That horse is fast and Phil knows how to ride him. They’ve won several horses doing that. Be careful Chelsea. Don’t wager anything you can’t afford to lose with those guys.”
What he said was making me think twice. Oh well, I have some time to think about it.
We took off for Tahoe. Tom told me that he would buy me lunch then we could go out to the lake and mess around. It was a nice relaxing lunch in a very nice restaurant. I wasn’t that hungry so I had a Chef’s Salad while Tom had a steak.
When we got out to the lake, we just decided to walk down the shoreline. We had a nice talk and learned a lot about each other. Later he took me to the ski area and we took a gondola ride. The country was absolutely beautiful. I could see for miles. It kind of reminded me of some places back home.
We got back to Reno about 6. I asked Tom to take me out to the rodeo grounds and let me put Rip away. The Martin’s were still hanging out by the corals, only this time they had been drinking. Rowdy came over and asked me if I had decided to race yet. I just smiled and told him I’d let him know and continued to my trailer. After Rip was put away, Tom and I left for Harrah’s.
“What would you like for dinner Chelsea? We will do whatever you want.” He told me.
I smiled real big at him and said, “A big bacon cheeseburger and fries and a large Coke. I’ve been craving one of those all day. I spotted an In and Out over by the Interstate. What do you think?”
“Sounds like where we are going.” He told me as his diesel engine wound up.
Eating that burger was one of the most heavenly things I had done in weeks. My taste buds exploded and the endorphins in my brain went into overdrive. The taste of that burger was as good as an orgasm. I wolfed that burger down like a starved person. You know, every once in a while you get to craving something and when you get it, you just loose your head. That’s what happened. It’s silly, but it happens to me once in a while. After the burger, I had a large chocolate milk shake. Same thing…..it was just like an orgasm.
Tom laughed at me all the way back to the hotel. When we got there he parked and left the engine on. “Well Chelsea, what’s it to be, are you gonna stay here with me tonight or do you want to go to your trailer?”
I smiled at him and said, “I want sex and I don’t want it alone.”
We went to his room and out onto the terrace. It was a beautiful night. The moon was out and it was warm. Just the noise of the city is all that spoiled it all. Tom came up behind me and wrapped his arms around me.
“If this were the top of a mountain, it would be the most beautiful place in the world, don’t you think.”
“Yeah, I can’t wait to get back to the ranch so I can enjoy it for real rather than imagine it.” I turned around and kissed Tom. He began undressing me and wasn’t wasting any time.
I kicked my boots off and began to peel my tight Wranglers off while he fumbled with his clothes. Once he was naked, he held me again and kissed me. His cock was sliding up my stomach. It was warm and hard and I could feel the moistness on the end. I started to go to my knees when Tom stopped me. “Not now,” he said as he turned me around and bent me over on the rail. I grasped the rail with my hands and spread my legs wide apart.
“Is this how you want me?” I asked.
“Perfect,” he said as he rubbed the bulbous head of his engorged cock up and down my slit. He spit a long stream of saliva at the top of my butt crack then pulled it toward my asshole with his index finger. He rubbed the spit in little circles around that hole, slowly edging it inside my ass. He spit again right the asshole and worked two fingers inside me.
“Chelsea, I’m going to take your ass…I’ll be gentle, but I want it. You will like it, believe me.” He continued fingering my ass, adding a third finger. Soon, I felt the big head of his cock pressing against my ass. My sphincter muscle helplessly tried to block the intruder, failing miserably. His cockhead popped inside…stretching my helpless asshole wider than it has ever been opened……and it hurt….oh did it hurt. I thought my body was going split like a log. He stopped, holding me steady by my hips.
“Are you ok?” he asked.
Gritting my teeth, I managed to say, “I’m ok, just wait….please wait.”
After a few minutes, the stinging pain eased and my sphincter relaxed. I felt Tom begin to move his hard cock deeper and deeper inside my colon till I felt his balls lying against my pussy. He pulled out, just leaving the head inside then pushed all of it back inside me. Each time he pulled back and pushed in, he did it a little faster till he was fucking my ass hard. I was hanging onto the railing, absorbing the shock as his pubic area bumped my ass. My tits were swinging forward and backward in time with his pumping. He would slide his hands up my sides and grasp my tits every once in a while, which felt terrific. He fucked me like that for over an hour. I lost count of the orgasms I had, I just know that I was getting weak from all the contractions. Finally, I felt him pumping his thick goo into my guts, filling me to capacity. He grunted then laid across my back breathing heavily. When his cock fell out of my well fucked hole, a gush of cum ran out of my ass, down my legs and onto the floor. I honestly don’t know where these cowboys get so much cum from.
Tom had fucked me till I was weak. I staggered to the bed like a skid row drunk, collapsing face down. As I lay there panting, I was thinking to myself, ‘Damn, I really like to fuck!’
After a short time, I sat up on the edge of the bed. Tom was sitting in a chair looking at me, smiling. “You’re a beautiful woman, Chelsea, damn beautiful. You have everything it takes to make a man feel like a man. That’s something rare among women, Chelsea, believe me I know.”
He got up and came to sit beside me. He touched my chin and pulled my lips to his. He kissed me tenderly. We crawled up to the pillows, covered up and dozed off. Sometime around 3 am Tom spooned up behind me and I felt his cock getting hard, sliding along my slit and exciting me again. I raised my leg and laid it over his, opening my pussy to him to take and use as he pleased. One arm was under my neck, that hand was squeezing my tit while the other was on my mid-driff, holding me while his cock moved in and out of my wet cunt. It felt so good, I was moaning each time his cock entered me. There was a sloshy sound each time he plunged his dick inside me. I was so wet. Again, I don’t know how many times I had come, I just know I was exhausted. When he began to unload inside me again, I glanced at the clock, it was 4:30 am.
I woke up at 6, as usual, slipping quietly out of bed. The shower felt wonderful. I needed to get on the road. I didn’t wake Tom. I just left him sleeping peacefully. I wrote him a note and thanked him for a wonderful day and night and told him I would look forward to seeing him down the road soon. I gave him my cell number and left. I grabbed a cab at the front door of Harrah’s and had him take me to the rodeo grounds. I walked Rip, hooked up the trailer and secured everything, loaded Rip and gave him some feed and water, then took off for Red Lodge.
I felt really good as I drove down the Interstate. Smiling, I thought to myself. I did well for my first entry. I got fucked really well, ate some good cum and made some money. Life is good.
I pulled into Red Lodge in the late afternoon. I would have time to get settled and relax some before the barrel races. The rodeo grounds had stables for the horses, so I put Rip away.
As I was unhooking my trailer, Mom called and told me she would be coming up. She asked if I would mind driving over to Billings and pick her up at the airport, then she would ride home with me. I told her I’d be glad to.
She had wanted to come to Reno, but she had made commitments some time ago and couldn’t break them. I wanted her with me. I knew she would enjoy being around some of the other barrel racers that she knew and she could give me some advice about the Red Lodge rodeo. It would be fun.
At this point what I didn’t know was that I would see a side of my Mom I had never known, or even suspected. I had seen all the pictures of my Mom when she was on the barrel racing circuit. She was a total knockout……soooooooo beautiful. Not to say she isn’t still quite hot. I mean, Mom is 52 years old. She still works out, runs, eats right and I’ve noticed for years, how men stop to look at her. I’m sure that she had her share of handsome cowboys during her rodeo years.
I didn’t have to be here till tomorrow, but it doesn’t hurt to get around a little early. I checked in at the rodeo office and got that taken care of. After that, I decided to drive over to Billings and get Mom and look the area over. It’s only about 60 miles and will be a nice scenic drive. Montana is a very beautiful place. Of course, I’ve always kind of had a crush on Montana.
Mom showed up late that afternoon. We drove back to Red Lodge then, after she got settled, we went out for dinner. It’s fun having Mom here. During dinner she asked me if I would mind calling her Carrie instead of Mom. I told her it didn’t bother me, hell, she looked like she could be my sister.
“Well, thank you Chelsea. I’m glad we can have this time together, there’s something I’ve wanted to tell you since you returned from school. When I tell you this, just think about it before you react,” she said to me.
At this point, I didn’t know what to think. I was a little anxious….are Mom and Dad getting a divorce, I wondered, is one of them sick….. ?
“Chelsea after you went off to college, your Dad and I had a hard time with sex. Sex, for us, had become dull and monotonous. We just didn’t appeal to each other like before. We talked about it at length and decided that perhaps we would explore the swinging world.”
“We have some friends that we knew were into swinging so we decided to ask them the ins and outs of the lifestyle. They told us everything we asked and more. It was a good discussion.”
“After several weeks, we decided that this might be what we need to keep our marriage together, so we contacted Dave and Jane and set up a weekend to go somewhere together and try it out with them. It was quite a weekend and in the end, we had fun. We spent the weekend, mostly in our room, naked with them. We paired off and began to experiment having sex with someone else. At first, it was awkward, but soon after we had engaged, it became an adventure. We all had sex in the same room, so I got to watch your Dad fuck another woman and he got to watch another man fuck me. Surprisingly enough, we both thought it was really hot watching the other having sex.”
“So, that brings me here. I wanted to explain it all to you before you found out by accident. Dan and I have continued having sex at swinger parties and one on one with individuals we have met since we began this lifestyle. We have a deal between us…..when I go out with someone, by myself, I tell him before and then I tell him about everything I did when I get home and he does the same for me. We have found that this excites both of us and sex between us has returned to being fun. I hope you understand what we are doing and don’t think less of us for it.”
I sat there in shock. Not that I had anything against what they were doing, but the fact that MY Mom and Dad are swingers. That is quite a revelation. I know that after I sat there for a while I started grinning, thinking how cool it is that Mom and Dad are so open minded.
“Mom…. I’m sorry, Carrie……..first, thank you for telling me, I do appreciate it. Second, if it makes you guys happy, it doesn’t bother me at all. As you have probably guessed by now, I’m having sex with different guys. I was a virgin till I went to Albuquerque. Mike and I had sex there. That is where the problem between us began. I later realized he had used me, so now I enjoy whomever I want, whenever I want. So, since we’re going to be hanging out while I rodeo, don’t be surprised what happens….ok? And…..whatever you do is up to you.”
“Thank you honey, I appreciate your attitude toward this. I just didn’t want to make you mad at me if I did hook up with someone while I was at a rodeo with you.”
We continued with our dinner and stayed at the restaurant for quite a while. We decided not to go out tonight, since we were both tired. We would have tomorrow to just mess around.
The next morning we had breakfast, then went out to the fairgrounds. I needed to tend to Rip and give him some attention. He is always glad to see me when I get there. Somehow, he senses race day. He always seems pumped when I first see him.
While I tended to Rip, I noticed that Mom had walked on through the stable and was talking to several of the barrel racers that were there. I knew she was acquainted with many of the women, even though she had been out of it for several years. But, if you are ever a world champion, everyone knows you.
I took Rip out for a short trot to stretch his legs a little. When I got back, I tied him up at the trailer. I fed and watered him and went looking for Mom. She was still visiting with some of the women at the stable.
“Here she comes, probably thought I got lost,” Carrie said as I walked up.
“Jennifer, Maggie this is my daughter Chelsea, Chelsea, this is Jennifer Hagen and Maggie Saunders……some of your competition.”
The women shook my hand and greeted me. “You know Carrie, I watched Chelsea down at Reno last weekend. I think she will be a NFR winner one of these days soon…..I’d bet on it,” Jennifer said while Maggie agreed with her.
“That is what I have tried my best to instill in her throughout the years…and…I’m still not through teaching,” Mom replied.
We all had a very nice visit till Jennifer and Maggie told us they had to go but would see me tomorrow. We wished each other good luck and went on about getting ready for tomorrow’s competition.
I was the last one out tomorrow, so I would know what I had to beat. Being in that position, can be a bad or a good thing, depending on how you look at it. I’m learning to ignore the pressure and concentrate on what I have to do. I’ve got a good feeling about this show. I think that Rip is ready too.
Carrie was giving me some advice about the arena here. She had competed here many years ago and was familiar with a lot of the little things I needed to be aware of here. We decided to walk over to the arena and look it over.
We were out in the arena looking it over when a guy came out and asked what we were doing. I told him I was a contestant and I was just looking the arena over, as it is the first time I have competed here.
“Ahhh, ok,” he said extending his hand to us, “I’m George Marshall, the president of the committee this year.”
“Hi,” I told him, “I’m Chelsea Yates and this is Carrie Yates.”
He was looking at Carrie, extending the hand shake, “I thought I recognized you. You won here several years ago, didn’t you?”
“Yes I did,” she replied.
“Now, your sister is going to compete here too…that’s terrific. That would be something if she wins here also. How about you, what are you doing now?”
“I live on the ranch in Wyoming. I don’t do much more than that. Now, I’m going to follow Chelsea around and give her advice.”
“Well then, Carrie, think you’d like to go have dinner and maybe go to the dance with me tonight. It’s going to be fun.”
Carrie looked at me then back at George, “I think that might be a lot of fun, I’d love to.”
George smiled from ear to ear, “Where are you staying, I’ll pick you up at, let’s say, 7ish.”
“We’re at the Quality Inn….and I’ll meet you in the lobby.”
As we walked back out to my trailer, I laughed at Carrie and said, “See, I told you you looked like my sister….”
“So, what are you going to do tonight Chelsea, I guess you can come with us.” Mom said to me.
“I’m not going to be the third wheel. I’ll be fine, just go and have fun. I will see you in the morning for breakfast for sure. I’m planning to head out for home as soon as the rodeo is over tomorrow.”
I put Rip away and gave him water and some grain then we went back to the hotel to get ready for the evening’s festivities. At 7, Carrie went to the lobby to wait for George. I didn’t blame her for going out with him…he was a good looking guy, probably about 6 ft. tall, maybe 190 pounds, nice facial hair and I figure he is somewhere around 50 years old…..he had the look of a successful cowboy.
I decided to wear the black dress I got in Amarillo and my ostrich boots. I had to admit, I did look really good in it. You might say it showed off all of my assets very well. I got out my black O’Farrell hat and I was ready to go. I spotted a nice place downtown I thought I’d go for dinner and drinks…..and maybe a hot cowboy.
I went down to the Snow Creek Saloon and found a table. Not a lot was going on as it was still early. After I had dinner, I settled back with a long neck Bud Light and commenced to remove my inhibitions. I was on my third beer when a real sharp guy asked me if he could buy me a drink and maybe join me. It looked like the night just might turn out ok so I told him, “Sure, why not.”
He went to the bar and got two beers and returned. “My name is Dave Owens and you would be……..?”
I smiled my best smile at him and said, “I’m Chelsea……Yates.”
He sat down and we started talking about everything from the rodeo to Washington politics. He seemed like a nice guy he was from Texas. He was one of the rodeo judges for the bull riding.
The band started playing so he asked me if I wanted to dance. Since that was one of the things I came here for tonight, I told him I’d love to. He was a good dancer and my little black dress was doing everything I expected it to. Dave kept looking at my ‘girls’ every chance he got. I have to say, this dress does show them off really well. We danced several dances in a row, including one fast one. After that, I had the attention of several of the guys around the bar.
We went back to my table and talked some more. Dave was a funny guy. He kept me laughing nearly non-stop. While we talked, guys would come by and ask me to dance. I danced with most of them. Some of them were nice guys others thought they had a license to feel my ass. Needless to say, I only repeated with the nice ones. Dave was a nice one. We did dance a lot, even though I danced with several other guys that asked me.
Sometime after midnight, as we danced a slow one, Dave asked me, “Chelsea, what would you say if I asked you to spend the night with me?”
We had not been serious all night and I had consumed just a little beer so I replied, “Depends on how big your cock is?” Then I smiled really big.
Dave caught on quickly. He knew I was messing with him. He grinned as he looked up at the ceiling and said, “Seriously, Chelsea………..ok….I have 8 inches, it’s circumcised and about 2 1/2 inches in diameter and I can fuck for an hour before I cum.”
He caught me completely off guard, I wasn’t expecting him to give me a complete picture…..then I grinned, knowing he was messing with me.
I gave him my best smile, leaned in real close and lightly kissed him on the lips and whispered, “You want a serious answer…….well…….I really don’t care how big you are, and…….I’d love to spend the night with you.”
He pulled me closer and as we danced he whispered in my ear, “I promise you that never again will you ever experience the pleasure that I am going to give you tonight. It will be something you will never forget or ever get from anyone else.”
The rest of the night at the bar, I felt something I can’t explain. A closeness and a feeling of desire and wanting, if you will. When Dave and I danced I felt like I had known him for years.
He was staying at the Quality Inn also. His room was on the other side of the building. I told him I wanted to take my truck back to the hotel and would follow him.
We went to his room, still laughing and having fun. He opened the door and we went in. Things were a little awkward at first. He didn’t put the rush on me, like a lot of guys. I sat down in a chair and pulled my boots off while he turned on some music and removed his boots.
He retrieved a bottle of champagne from the wet bar and poured each of us a glass. The taste was impeccable….I drank the first glass like a shot of tequila and asked for more. The taste of this nectar, was almost addictive….I couldn’t get enough of it. After a few glasses my head was spinning, this all felt so wonderful.
He reached out, took my glass and sat it on the table. He took my hand and pulled me to my feet. He pulled my body close to him and kissed me very gently. He unzipped my dress, pulled it off my shoulders and let it drop to the floor.
I was glad that I had worn my sexy underwear. It looked good on me and I know that Dave appreciated it. He held me out at arm’s length and looked at me from head to toe, smiled and said, “Beautiful…..absolutely beautiful and all mine tonight.”
We kissed again and I removed his shirt, unbuckled his belt and popped the button on his jeans. I slowly went to my knees and pulled his jeans down and off of him. He kicked them away.
I could see a huge bulge in his boxer briefs and I knew that it was going to feel exquisite when he pushed that fat cock inside me. I pulled his underwear down to his ankles and released his beautiful manhood. It was everything he had told me it would be and I had this feeling deep inside me that it would be something like I had never experienced before. I could see a thick drop of pre cum glistening on the tip of his cock…..I wanted all of it.
I grasped his cock at the base and extended my tongue out to remove that shiny bit of cock candy. I looked up into his eyes as I took all of his cock into my mouth and down my throat. I held it there, awaiting the approval from his eyes.
After a short time I pulled off of it and began to lick it from his ball sack to the tip then back down. I’d take one of his balls in my mouth at a time then go back to sucking that beautiful dick. He was overly generous with his pre cum, it tasted sweet and I desired more of it……I wanted to drink his cum from this marvelous fountain.
He grasped me by my arms and lifted me to my feet and said, “I don’t want to cum yet. My sweet, I want to give you a world of pleasure before I relinquish my life seed into your body.”
He pulled all of the top covers off of the bed and motioned for me to get on it. I went to the middle of it and got on my back. I spread my legs and arms and waited for him. He gazed at my naked body before he crawled up over me on his hands and knees. He kissed me on the lips then continued kissing me on my neck then on down to my ample tits. He took a nipple between his teeth and pulled on it. I felt shocks shoot throughout my body. After he pleasured my breasts and nipples, he kissed on down and sucked my clit into his hot mouth.
The pleasure this man was giving me was almost more than I could take. When he licked my slit and sucked on my clit I tried to pull away from him to stop my orgasm. He grasped my ass with his hands, lifted and looked me in the eye. He buried his tongue deep inside my wet pussy while his index finger penetrated my ass. My eyes rolled back in my head and I moaned as the first orgasm of the night consumed me.
Dave continued to send me over the top with his mouth and tongue. I was becoming weak when he moved up on top of me and pushed his cock inside my lustful body. I can feel his balls resting on my ass.
I felt his strength and desire as he began to thrust his engorged phallus deep into my waiting cunt. The pointed head of his rod pushed against my cervix on every stroke, attempting to open the door to my womb. Time and time again his phallus banged against that unyielding door.
Dave was becoming more and more intense and my body was yielding to him, desiring him, wanting him to fill my womb with his fertile seed. My body exploded several times, engulfing me in a sea of primal lust and pleasure as he continued to jackhammer my yearning body.
I wrapped my legs around his ass and pulled him closer to me. In my mind’s eye, I was visualizing his big cock ravaging my pussy. I could see on the inside, the long slick rod ramming the door to my womb time and time again, till the door opened and the invader entered the forbidden chamber.
My pleasure had accelerated and I was lost in a whirlwind of sexual gratification greater than anything I had never experienced before. His hard and swelled member began spewing copious amounts of his sperm laden semen inside my womb, warming me to the core and enhancing my extreme climax to the point that I lost all consciousness.
I feel like I am in a dream. I can still feel extreme pleasure flowing throughout my body. My unconscious brain is continuing to sense the intense pleasure that had taken my consciousness. Dave was still riding me like a man possessed, sliding his lubricious cock in and out of my wanton body.
‘What is this?’ I am thinking, ‘where am I? What is happening…..?’ Somewhere in this hazy existence, I know all this is real….the pleasure I am feeling is not a dream it’s overwhelming me. I can see Dave’s face smiling at me as he continues to plunge into my pussy. I hear him say, “Chelsea, roll over…..roll over for me Chelsea…..”
Like a robot I roll over and feel Dave pull my ass up till I am on my knees. I feel his fingers inside my ass, sliding in and out and stretching my ass hole. I am not resisting, it feels good, I want more. I feel Dave’s highly lubricated cock pushing past my rectum and deep inside my guts.
My head is still spinning, the pleasure I’m feeling is almost unbelievable….but I know it is real. I feel Dave’s big balls slapping my labia. It feels good. I feel his rod sliding deep inside my bowels….that feels good…….Ooooooooooohhhhhhhhh fuck I am cumming so hard. I feel fluids running from my satiated pussy. My body is weak from the constant contractions in my abdomen. I feel Dave flooding my colon with hot cum. The pleasure is becoming unbearable again. I feel a slap on my ass as I lay prone on this bed. I feel fluids running from my gaping asshole and Dave telling me that I am the best….and that I just got the best……………am I dreaming?
I am awakened by several knocks on the door and a voice saying, “Housekeeping”. I raised my head and look at the clock beside the bed. 9:00 am. “Oh shit!” I say to myself. Another knock at the door, “Housekeeping, is anyone there?”
I managed to yell out, “NOT NOW, PLEASE, COME BACK LATER!”
“Alright, I will, thank you.” the voice said.
I looked around the room, it was empty. I got up and walked around and looked in the bathroom, there is nothing here except the clothes I had on last night and a mostly empty champagne bottle and two glasses….one full and the other empty.
My head ached. I looked in the mirror….I looked like I had been rode hard and put up wet. I had hickeys on my neck and all over my tits. There were hickeys on my thighs and cum running down my legs like a river.
I shook my head trying to remember everything that had happened but was drawing a blank. I could only see a face above me, smiling at me as he fucked me. Slowly I remembered the exquisite pleasure I had experienced and the name Dave.
My head was still foggy. I got dressed and made my way to my room. I opened the door and went in. Mom was there, sitting at the table drinking coffee.
“So, there you are,” she said grinning at me, “you look like hell froze over.”
“I feel like the hell was screwed out of me, if you want to know the truth.” I said.
“It must have been a hell of a party, did one guy do all of this?” She said pointing at the streaks of dried cum on my legs.
“Yes, it was only Dave.”
I went to the shower and cleaned myself inside and out. I stood in the cold water for a while after I was clean. When I got out, I felt much better and my head had cleared a lot. I remembered everything as though it had just happened.
I was wrapped in a towel and went out and sat at the table. Mom had fixed me a cup of coffee and boy did I need it. “I think I know what happened,” I told her.
“I was fine. Dave and I danced at the bar a lot then we came here to his room. We sat and talked for a while and I drank some champagne. After that is when everything went crazy. I was feeling like I was out in space. The pleasure he gave me was intolerable….I passed out at least once. I have no idea how much he fucked me. I just know he had told me that he was going to give me more pleasure than I thought possible or something like that. I have to say, he delivered, but it’s almost like a dream.
Mom sat and listened then said, “Well Chelsea, guess what? You got drugged. It could have been one of several, but it enhanced the pleasure you were feeling and kept you submissive to whatever he wanted to do to you. Do you know who this guy is?”
“He said his name was Dave Owens and he is a judge for the bull riding. I’m going to find him and give him a piece of my mind. I don’t need drugs to have sex. Matter of fact, I don’t like any kind of drug. I’m pissed.”
“We’ll figure it out honey, at least you’re ok. Now, you need to get yourself together and we need to get out to the fairgrounds. Now, go back in there and take another cold shower….I’ll make some more coffee. When you’re dressed, we will go down and have something to eat. You’ll feel much better then. We have plenty of time to get your head screwed back on. Now, get with it girl.”
I did as I was told, Mom sounded like she knew what to. It seems that Mom’s always know what to do.
The rodeo began with the grand entry with all of its pageantry. I started looking around the area to see if I could spot Dave. I didn’t see him anywhere around. He is judging the bull riding event so he might not be here yet. Carrie and I watched the different events from the fence at the East end of the arena.
Red Lodge did put on a good rodeo plus what I liked about it is the added money the local rodeo put in. That made it a little more enticing to come here rather than a rodeo that didn’t have as big of a purse.
The barrel race started and I watched as each contestant made their ride. Times were coming in a little on the slow side. I wasn’t sure if it was the arena condition or what. It was still a 16 second layout.
Rip was ready to go. We were in the staging area waiting our turn. Rip seemed calm, even though he was very alert. When my turn came all I had to beat was 14.44. I was called and went to the starting area.
I was ready. I spurred Rip and he started really well headed for the first barrel. I’m around it with no penalty. We were around the second barrel in, what I felt, was good time. I’m around the third barrel and on the home stretch. I spurred Rip and slapped him with the reins…..I could feel him go into high gear. Across the finish and put on the brakes. The crowd had reacted loudly to my ride. I looked at the timing clock……..13.996……I WON!
I made my victory lap with the crowd on its feet cheering. The announcer told the crowd this was my second out since becoming a professional.
I heard him say, “Chelsea is the daughter of Carrie Yates, a former World Champion. I think we’re going to see a lot of this little lady in the future. Congratulations Chelsea!”
I left the arena and dismounted. All of the other contestants gathered around and congratulated me on my first professional win. It felt good. Carrie was right there with me. “That was a great ride Chelsea, great ride.”
Things calmed down. I was still looking for Dave. I was still pissed that he had drugged me. The only thing I didn’t understand was why. I was going to fuck him all night….without drugs. What was his reasoning? I went back to the fence and scanned the area. I still couldn’t see him anywhere.
One of the pickup men was close by and I got his attention. When he came over to me I asked him if Dave Owens was here somewhere. He looked back at me and asked, “Who? What does he do here?”
“He is one of the judges.” I told him.
“Sorry Chelsea, there’s no one by that name around here. All of the judges are seated up there, by the announcer’s booth.” He pointed to where he was talking about.
I looked and saw no one that looked even close to what Dave looked like. I’d been had. ‘That son-of-a-bitch,’ I thought to myself.
I found Carrie behind the chutes talking to George. I wondered if she had a good time last night. Actually, I did have a good time with Dave. I’ve never felt as good as I did last night. It was the best sex I’ve ever had. It just makes me mad that he didn’t have to drug me to get what he wanted.
I took Rip to the trailer, unsaddled him and gave him a good brushing. He always turned his head and watched as I ran the brush down his back and sides. Sometimes he would even stretch his body as the brush ran down his spine. He knew he did well today. I hitched up to the trailer and got it ready to travel. I put Rip in his stall in the trailer with a ration of grain.
I went to the rodeo office and got my check. I looked at it. $9600. It was a good purse and a good start toward qualifying for the NFR. I won $4200 at Reno….I’m happy. I got back to my truck and got out of my boots and chaps and put on my Nikes. Carrie was still nowhere to be found.
I knew she had been talking to George the last time I saw her so I went back to where she had been. There was still no sign of Carrie or George. I started walking back to my truck and spotted Carrie coming out of a camper that was parked out back. Behind her came George. Carrie was straightening her shirt and finger combing her hair. She put a big kiss on George and started walking toward my truck.
Before she got to the truck, she spotted me headed that direction also. She waved and walked toward me. “Are you ready to leave?” she asked.
“Yes, I’m ready. I’ve been looking for you. Looks like you were saying goodbye.” I said grinning at her.
“She blushed and looked at the ground. “Let’s get on the road, I’ll tell you all about it on the drive home.”
After we got out of town, she asked me if I had seen Dave. I told her that he wasn’t a judge and no one knew the name. “He just used me to get what he wanted,” I said.
“That happens dear, just shrug it off. He did give you a good time though, didn’t he?”
“Oh yeah,” I smiled, “probably the best I’ve ever had. That’s the one positive thing about it all.” We laughed.
“Okay, now what about Geooorge?” I asked grinning and looking out the corner of my eye.
Carrie smiled a big wide smile. “Well Chelsea, he gave it to me good last night. He is hung like a race horse. He had me screaming my head off. It was a good thing his place is outside of town. Otherwise the cops would have come to investigate the noise I was making.”
“Well, it sounds like we both got it good last night. I just wish that Dave had been a little more honest with me.” I told her.
“Just keep your eyes open around the different rodeos. He’s bound to show up somewhere.”
It was a long drive home. I knew that when I got home Matt would have a ton of work for me. But, that’s okay. It will be good to be home for a week before I go down to Estes Park next Saturday. Its close enough, I can go down on Saturday morning and won’t have to stay overnight.
Then the next show is close to home. It’s in Laramie. Just down the road from Rawlins. I need to make a decision if I want to have a horse race with the Martin brothers. It would sure be nice to win that horse of Phil’s. It would be terrific. But if I lose….I don’t know if I would handle a 6 hour gangbang. I still have some time to think about it.
Home is coming in sight. I’m looking forward to sleeping in my bed for a few nights.
“I looked at Carrie and said, “It’s always good to get home.”
“Sure is,” she replied.
As we pulled up in front of the barn, Dad and Matt came out to greet us. I could tell that Dad was really glad to see Mom. I guess he wants to hear about her adventures in Red Lodge.
Matt opened my door for me and said, “Welcome home Sis. I sure have a lot of work piled up for you to take care of. At least, there’s nothing serious.”
I glanced over at Mom and Dad. They were in a lip lock and carrying on like a couple of teenagers. She grabbed her bag and they walked quickly toward the house. “They’re sure in a hurry,” I commented.
Matt looked at me smiling and asked, “Didn’t Carrie tell you what’s going on?”
“Oh, I see….yes she filled me in. Now I understand.”
Matt laughed, “For a while I was worried about them and what was going to happen, now when one of them is gone on a little trip and returns, well…..you just don’t see them for a while. Then when they do show up, they’re all smiles…….parents….who can figure them out.”
Matt continued on whatever he was working on and I unloaded Rip and put him out in a little pasture near the barn. I unloaded my gear into the tack room and took my trailer out to a sewage dump behind the corrals. After that I refilled the water holding tanks and parked the trailer.
I took my bags to the house and dropped off my laundry in the laundry room. I changed into some work clothes, started my laundry then went out to my office to see what needed to be done. There was nothing that needed to be taken care of right away, so I grabbed my fly rod and creel and walked out to the river.
This is my place to get away and clear my mind. It’s just me and the fish. As I fished, I thought back to my ordeal with Dave. There were still blank spaces that I couldn’t remember clearly. I remembered how it felt and goose bumps appeared on my arms. I am still mad, but I think I’d go through it again just to experience all the pleasure I felt.
As I was fishing, I turned a little more into the sun. The reflection of the sun on the water flashed into my eyes. I suddenly had another flashback in my mind of that night. Another man in the room is what I thought I saw. He was naked and holding a camera. That’s all I saw then it was gone just as suddenly as it arrived.
Could it be that there was someone else in the room? And a camera, were they filming me getting fucked? There was just a flash, a split second that this happened. I couldn’t be sure what I saw. A nice sized fish hit my fly and I set the hook. Now, all I want is to land this beauty and a few more for dinner.
I fished for about an hour and caught six nice trout. I cleaned them at the edge of the river then went to my office and put my fishing gear away. I bagged the fish and went to the house. When I got there, Mom and Dad were in the kitchen.
I held up the bag of fresh trout and said, “I’m cooking tonight. I’m doing these fresh trout, if that’s okay with everyone.”
Mom and Dad both said that sounded good to them. They seemed very relaxed and happy. I guess that everything went well when she got home.
After dinner, Matt and I did the dishes while Mom and Dad went outside to a tree swing in the back yard. Matt was headed over to his girlfriend’s house and I had decided I would do a little paper work in my office then get to bed early.
As I worked on the reports I had to get filed, my mind drifted back to the flashback I had earlier. I sure wish I could remember that a little clearer, I’m just not sure what I saw. I gazed out the window into the semi-darkness. I could still see the beauty of the ranch. I loved it here and I knew I would know this ranch the rest of my life.
I finished my work and went to bed. My bed felt so good, I drifted off to sleep almost instantly.
Sometime in the early hours of the morning, I was sleeping soundly, dreaming about nothing in particular…..just a nice dream. You know how dreams can change in a split second…..well that’s what happened here. I guess my sub-conscious pulled up another flash from Red Lodge. Dave was fucking me and I was feeling no pain. My head is moving back and forth as I feel the pleasure he is giving me. As I glance to my left, there is a man filming me and Dave as we fuck. The man is naked….his cock is hard and standing erect….it’s really long and as thick as Dave’s. I feel Dave cumming and I watch the other man move his camera down so he can film Dave’s cock when he pulls it out of me. I hear Dave say, “Chelsea, roll over for me, roll over for me Chelsea.”
I see Dave move off of the bed while I’m rolling over. The other man is handing the camera to him. I feel exhausted. I look back and this other man is behind me pulling me up on my knees. He is playing with my ass, putting his fingers inside me. Dave is filming it all. Dave hands the other guy a bottle of lube and I feel the cold fluid on my asshole. Then I feel a very long cock enter me and slide deep into my colon. Then he fucks me and fucks me and fucks me till he cums inside me. Dave is smiling, saying something about this being really good and the other man saying I can’t wait to see it.
I woke up at this point, sweating profusely. My panties felt wet. I laid there for the longest time trying to remember my dream. I could remember bits and pieces of it at first. The longer I laid there the more it all came into focus. I was thinking, can this be true….were there two of them? Is this why Dave drugged me? Who is this other guy?
I had a lot of unanswered questions and no one to answer them. I wondered if I would dream more about that night and if more of the blanks would be filled in?” I got out of bed and changed my panties. I had never soaked my underwear like this before. I am feeling a little weird, maybe its fear, fear of the unknown. I continue thinking about the whole scenario and eventually fall back asleep.
I awaken at 6 am like normal. I’m up and ready for the day. I go down to the kitchen and see mom serving up a batch of pancakes to Dad and Matt. “How many do you want Chelsea, do you want eggs also?”
“I’ll have two pancakes and two eggs please,” I replied as I sat down at the table.
Dad, Matt and I had a discussion on what I need to get done while I’m home this time. Everything is working out smoothly like we had planned it would. Mom brought my plate to the table at the same time Dad and Matt left the house.
“Mom,” I said, “I remembered more of that night in Red Lodge. It kind of came to me in a flashback yesterday then in a dream last night. Mom…..there were two men. They filmed the whole thing.”
“Oh shit,” she said, “that’s why you were drugged. We are going to have to find these men. If a film like that gets out, it will completely fuck you in professional rodeo. Do you know the other guy?”
“I couldn’t see his face and I don’t recognize his voice in the dream. I just hope I will get more flashbacks and I can remember the whole thing.”
“Chelsea, this can be serious. Try to remember anything you can. Perhaps we should go see this lady shrink I know. She has done a lot for me, maybe she could help you remember what all went on. Do you want me to call her and see if I can get you in?”
“I don’t know Mom. I don’t know what to do.”
“I’ll give her a call and talk to her a little and see what she thinks. Is that okay with you?”
“Yeah…….go ahead and do it.”
I left the house and went to my office. That is all I need if for this to come out as a porn flick. I wouldn’t be able to hold my head up again. I’d just have to become a recluse on the ranch….and never leave. Why would anyone do this. When I got to my office, I sat down at m desk and cried.
Later, after I pulled myself together, I buried myself in my work with the livestock. I packed my saddle bags and went to Pasture 12 to vaccinate about 30 head of cattle that were being pastured up there. It’s a beautiful ride and just going up to that pasture makes me forget and feel better.
There is a small set of portable corrals at Pasture 12. I move the cattle in and set up at the squeeze chute. It’s a beautiful day and I am feeling relaxed as I begin to give these cows their shots. While I work, I think again about what happened. After thinking about it for a while, I’m not as stressed as I was at first. The cattle are cooperative and it takes me only about an hour and a half to do the job. After I turn the cattle out of the pen, I just sit and watch them. Rip is grazing nearby, enjoying the afternoon sun.
By the time I get back to my office, it is approaching 5:30 pm. I’ve finished everything I wanted to get done today, so I think I’ll go to the house and take a nice shower and just relax for a while before dinner. As I get to the house, Mom asks me to come in the kitchen.
She tells me that after talking to her shrink, they think that I should come in and do some hypno-therapy. She thinks that the procedure might bring help you remember the whole thing. “Chelsea, what do you want to do? Heidi can get you in tomorrow morning if you want to do it…..it’s up to you.”
“Let me think about it for a little while. I’m going to take a shower and I’ll let you know when I’m done.” I told her.
The hot water felt good running over my body. It helped my mind to focus and decide what I needed to do. After a lot of thought, I decided to go see Heidi and see if I can get to the bottom of this.
After my shower, I went to the kitchen and told Mom, “Make the appointment, let’s get to the bottom of this. It’s driving me insane.”
Mom set the appointment and told me that she wasn’t going to say anything to Dan or Matt. She thinks that it’s best to just keep it between us for now. After dinner, I went for a walk before going to bed. I slept soundly……..with no dreams.
My morning started a little busy as I had to perform a c-section on a cow that was having major problems delivering a late calf. Everything went smoothly and I delivered a healthy bull calf. After stitching the cow up, we got her on her feet and paired with her calf.
I had to get cleaned up quickly so Mom and I could get into Rawlins to see the shrink. Heidi explained everything to me and what she was going to do. Next thing, she put me under. She took me back to that fateful day. I remembered having dinner and meeting Dave at the bar. I remembered the dancing and fun we had there, plus all the guys I danced with and how I looked in my little black dress. We went to the hotel room, the champagne, the foreplay, the sex……….
I remembered giving Dave a blow job and him stopping me and getting me on the bed. I remembered him fucking me and then beginning to feel disoriented. That is the first time I remembered seeing a guy with a camera taking pictures from all angles around the bed. The camera was always in front of his face and i couldn’t see him.
Then it came to the part where Dave and the other guy switched places. I remembered seeing his naked body behind me as he probed my ass hole with his fingers. I remembered him being inside me and feeling so good. Then I remembered something I had forgotten. I looked back over my shoulder at him fucking me. I was feeling so good. I could see Dave holding the camera to the side, filming his cock going in and out of me. I felt drowsy, I looked up and a face was smiling at me while I was being ravaged. He said, “Hi Chelsea, are you having a good time?”
I looked again at his face……FUCK!!!!!!!! I immediately came out of the hypnosis wide awake and scared. I was crying….Mom came to hold me and Heidi was saying, “What did you see, Chelsea? Tell us, what did you see?”
I was still terrified. Fear was shooting through my body like a quiver of arrows. With tears streaming down my cheeks I looked directly in my Mom’s eyes and said, “It was Mike, Mom, it was that fucking Mike. The son-of-a-bitch is getting even with me for his pickup. It was fucking Mike!”
I buried my face in Mom’s shoulder and continued sobbing and crying my eyes out. I was wondering, what was he up to? What was he going to do with the film? He still couldn’t be sure it was me that messed his truck up. What is he up to?
After some time, I finally calmed down and we all sat and talked about what I had remembered. Heidi told us that they had probably given me Extasy. “It will render you somewhat an amnesiac…as you won’t remember much or anything. It also heightens your experiences like exaggerating the sex act. Many times one will wake up and not know anything has gone on while sometimes, as with you, know most of it, but not all of it. Some people, that are not real familiar with the effects, will believe someone that tells them the victim will not remember anything at all about what happened. But we know, that is not always true.”
The more I sat there and listened, the fear gave way to anger and I knew that I had to find them and get that film back. Chances are that they will not know that I remember what went on and that is in my favor. It allows me to get into a position to get the film back without them knowing I’m looking for it.
“I will have to enlist some help.” Mom and I talked more about it on the way home. “Mom, I know Matt will not say anything and will help me with this. I know he has some friends that are very ruthless that can take care of something like this and do it very quietly. I’m going to talk to Matt when I get home. Please Mom, don’t tell Dad about this, at least right now. He might fly off the handle and blow the whole thing.”
“I understand Chelsea. I won’t say anything till you want to.”
When we got home, I called Matt on his cell phone and asked him to meet me in my office as soon as he could. He asked what was going on and I told him to just come to the office and I’d fill him in.
About an hour later, Matt came cruising in on one of the 4 wheelers. He came in looking very inquisitive. “Ok Chels, what’s going on?”
“I’m going to need your help Matt.” I said to him very seriously. I told him the whole story about what had happened to me in Red Lodge. I told him about today at Heidi’s office and what I had remembered. He was pissed. I told him to just cool it for a while so I can find out where they are then we’ll work out a plan.
“I’m almost positive I will see Dave again down in Estes Park. We talked about it while we were at the bar. I’m going to play dumb, like I know nothing. Praise him for how good he was in bed and how good he did me….you know, stroke his ego. Once I know more, we can plan out what we are going to do to them. I have to make sure that Mike never comes into the conversation. I’ll keep you informed. Mom knows but I asked her not to say anything to Dad for now.”
Matt agreed. “He might go ballistic and go find the guy. Then, no telling what might happen.”
I didn’t have to be in Estes Park till Saturday…that will give us a little time to think about everything. I have a lot to keep me busy till then. However, I’m afraid this week is going to drag along.
On Thursday, UPS came to the ranch and delivered a package addressed to me. I didn’t think much of it as I was still receiving vet supplies. I opened it and found a DVD in the box. I wondered what this could possibly be. There is a DVD player in the house, so I decided to go there and see what was on the DVD.
When I got to the house Mom asked me what I was doing there this early in the afternoon. I showed her the DVD and told her that I had just received it. We went to the living room and put it into the player and sat down to watch.
When it began to play, I immediately recognized the scene. It was the hotel room in Red Lodge. There was no one there, just the empty room. In a short time, the door opened and Dave and I entered. The whole night that I had described to Mom unfolded as the film continued. The only things that we couldn’t see were the faces of the men fucking me. They had been blurred out. The DVD played on till the end. It showed me passed out on the bed with their cum oozing out of my body.
At the end, only a voice was on the DVD. It said that I would be contacted in Estes Park on Saturday and I should have $50,000 in cash with me to buy the original film. If I didn’t, they would put it on the internet for all to see.
I was completely devastated after watching it. Mom was totally pissed. “We’re going to get that bastard,” she said as she called Matt on her cell phone.
“Matt, come to the house right now…..we need to talk about this thing with Chelsea….she got a DVD today. Ok, I’ll see you shortly.”
When he got to the house we told him all about the DVD and the message at the end. “I think you need to get hold of your friends this afternoon and we all need to meet. Tonight after 8 will be perfect, Dan will be gone till midnight.”
Matt left to go get in touch with his friends and I just sat there with Mom and cried my eyes out.
“Don’t cry about this Chelsea, that’s what that bastard wants you to do. Continue to play dumb about the other guy….we don’t want him to know we know about him. Now, get yourself together and let’s get ready for our meeting tonight.”
Mom kept the DVD and I went back to my office to finish up the things I had been working on. When I got there Matt was there just finishing up a call as I walked in. He had found the box the DVD arrived in and was looking it over. “It looks like it was shipped from Cheyenne. I guess that’s where they are hanging till the weekend. My friends will be here about 8:30. I think that maybe we will go down there and look around. Guys like these will be hanging around a bar somewhere. They won’t stay in their room all the time. At least I know what Mike looks like and more than likely they will be together.
The afternoon passed. After supper, Dad got ready and left. I asked Mom where he was off to and if there was a chance he would be home early. She just grinned and said, “Where he’s headed, he won’t be home early…..believe me.” Then she winked at me.
I knew immediately what was going on. We finished supper dishes and sat around the kitchen table and talked till Matt’s friends arrived. There were 3 of them. Their names were never mentioned the whole time they were there. The only thing I knew was they were friends that my brother made while he was in the Middle East. They were older men, all in top physical shape. I thought to myself how I would hate to have them looking for me…..they looked like they could be really mean.
We told them everything about what happened in Red Lodge. One of them said, “I don’t like people like that at all…they are the scum of the earth.” The other two agreed with him.
Mom asked if they wanted to see the DVD, so they knew what they were dealing with. They politely declined saying there was no need to put me through it again.
We all continued discussing how to handle it. Matt told them that the package had originated in Cheyenne. He thought they could possibly locate them there and catch them off guard. The older man said that was probably the best thing to do because once in Estes Park, they would be on the lookout for Matt.
It was set. The four of them decided to leave tonight and go there. The later they went to the bars the better. Matt said that no one really notices people in the bar after they’ve been drinking for a while.
I went to my office and worked on my paperwork for a while. About 10 Mom came in with some coffee. “I thought you might like a little company and a cup.”
“Thank you Mom, I can use it.”
She sat down and we talked. She told me that she had watched the DVD again. She handed it to me and said that she didn’t need to keep it and I could do with it whatever I wanted.
She grinned at me. “After watching you in that movie, I think I need to get some pointers from you.” She smiled at me again and winked.
“I doubt that I could teach you anything Mom,” I teased her.
“That group of men that were here tonight are more than capable of handling anything. Matt served with them in the Middle East doing some things that you just don’t talk about. Matt has told me a little. All I can say is that they’re tough and I’d hate to be Mike and Dave with those four looking for me. They can be bad news.
The four of them are very close. When Matt called them this afternoon, they left immediately with no questions asked. They have called Matt a couple of times and he does the same thing. He grabs a bag he keeps and leaves immediately. We never know when he will return. I’m sure we will hear from Matt soon. Chelsea, you need to go to bed and get some rest, you look like you’re dead tired.
I went to bed and cried myself to sleep. I still can’t believe that Mike would do this to me. I guess he really is what I thought he was.
The week passed faster than I thought it would. Matt and his friends had searched through Cheyenne with no luck finding Dave and Mike. They were going on to Estes Park from Cheyenne and would be in touch when I got there on Saturday morning.
Carrie accompanied me to Estes Park. I would be returning home as soon as the rodeo was over. I was hoping that this thing with Mike and Dave would be put to rest today. I knew that I would probably be confronted by Mike before the day was out. Matt had told me to just play it cool with him like nothing was going on.
As we drove into Estes Park, Carrie was on the phone with Matt. He told her that they had located Dave and Mike and his friends were keeping an eye on them. He said that I should go ahead and act like nothing was going on….they would handle it.
I parked my truck and got Rip out of the trailer. I went to the rodeo office and checked in and got my number. I saw one of Matt’s friends keeping an eye on me so I knew I was ok. I have to admit, I am a little scared.
Carrie had left the truck and was keeping out of sight in the crowd. I went about getting Rip saddled and ready. We had a little over 2 1/2 hours till I had to ride. I was checking out the saddle when I heard someone behind me. I turned around and there was Mike and Dave. They were both grinning.
“Hi babe,” Mike said to me, “would you like to go in your trailer and perform with us before you have to perform in the arena?” They both laughed.
“Oh, by the way, I saw your Mom over by the arena, so I guess you didn’t want her around while we do our business. Too bad she didn’t stay around, I would have liked to bend her over and fuck her too.” Mike laughed. “Do you have our 50 grand cunt? I’ve got your little porn film right here on this jump drive.”
“No, I don’t.” I nervously said.
“Well then, I guess we are going to have to put this up on the internet on one of the porn sites. We will be sure to spell your name right so no one will miss it.” They both laughed.
About that time, Carrie walked up and said to Mike, “Haven’t you done enough…why don’t you just leave her alone.”
“You know what mama, I might just do that. But, you’re going to have to be nice to me for me to give her a little more time to pay me what she owes me.” He said looking up and down at her body. “You’re one fine looking mama. Let’s just go over here in the trailer and get acquainted.”
Carrie looked at me and winked. The way she was standing I knew Mike or Dave couldn’t see her. She walked over to Mike and grasped his cock with one hand and put the other arm around his neck and pulled him into a kiss. “Put up or shut up cowboy.” She told him.
A big smile popped up on Mike’s face. He looked around at Dave and said, “Keep an eye on this cunt while I go in the trailer and give mama a good screwing. I think this is going to be fun.” He grabbed Carrie by the waistband of her jeans and led her to the door of the trailer, opening it and boosting her inside as he followed. The door closed.
Dave was still looking at me. “You know what Chelsea, you are one good fuck. I’d sure like to do you again, but, it looks like I’m only gonna get sloppy seconds from your mama today.” He laughed.
I was leaning against the trailer and I spotted Matt and one of his friends coming up behind Dave. It took only a split second for them to take control of Dave. I saw Matt put a rag over his face for a few seconds then Dave passed out.
“Oh Matt, I’m so glad to see you. Mike is in the trailer with Mom, he’s going to fuck her.”
“Don’t worry Chelsea, we talked this all over with Mom before we came over here. One of the guys was watching you while we were with Mom planning what we were going to do. He put his finger to his ear and said, “Do you have everything under control Tad? …… Ok, we’ll bring the other one in.”
They got on both sides of Dave and lifted him like a drunk and took him around to the door on the other side of the trailer. Once inside they tied up Mike and Dave and took the keys to their trucks. Two of the guys left to go check their trucks out for any more copies of the film while Matt and the older guy stayed with us. It seems that two of Matt’s friends had sneaked into the trailer and were waiting for Carrie to lure Mike inside.
“Well Mike, it looks like you guys made a big mistake. You should have left us alone you cock sucker. Now, you gonna have to pay for what you did to my sister.” Matt said
Matt’s other two friends came back to the trailer. One had a camera in one hand and six flash drives in the other. Matt had retrieved the flash drive that Mike had.
“Well Mike, are these flash drives all of them, or are there more? Think real hard before you answer. I can tell if you’re lying.”
“That’s all of them Matt, I swear, that’s all of them.”
Matt looked at me and Mom and said, “Well, I think it’s time for you two ladies to go take care of winning this rodeo while me and my friends take care of a little further business here.”
“You told me that you were going to let us go when you had the films. Come on Matt, let us go, you have what you want.” Mike begged.
“We are not quite finished with you two.” He said as he stuffed a bandana in Mikes mouth. “Now, a little chloroform coctail for you Mike.”
Carrie and I went back around to the other side of the trailer and continued getting ready for the barrel event. It would be in about an hour. We walked Rip over to the staging area and talked.
“So, is it over….what are they going to do to Mike and Dave?” I asked Carrie.
“I’m not sure honey, just leave it to them….they know what they’re doing.”
I got on Rip and decided to ride around a little and warm him up and take the edge off for me. I was feeling somewhat relieved but I wanted to know what was going to happen to Dave and Mike. I got called to be on deck so I moved back over to the staging area. Mom wished me good luck as I moved into the starting position.
I won today’s event and am feeling really good about myself. The problem with Mike is over and I’m beginning to get into a good position in the rankings. I loaded Rip and went around to put some of my stuff in the sleeping quarters, but it was locked.
“Now why is this locked?” I asked Carrie.
“Never mind Chelsea, just put that stuff in the back seat of your truck for now.”
I had everything loaded and ready to head for home when Matt came walking up to my truck. “We’ll be following you guys home. Do you want to stop in Cheyenne and have something to eat before we go home?”
“That sounds good to me,” I said, “oh yes, did you lock the door to the sleeping quarters?”
“Yes we did, don’t worry about it sis.” He said to me as he walked away.
Later, we stopped in Cheyenne at a steakhouse on the interstate and had dinner. Everyone was in a good mood and joking around. Two of Matt’s friends went outside. I watched them walk over to my trailer and go around to the other side. We finished dinner and got to my truck just as those two guys came out from behind my trailer. We got in and headed West for home. We would be there in a couple of hours.
I was really tired when we got home. Dad was waiting for us at the barn. “So you won again, huh?” he said. “Tell you what, I’ll put Rip away and unhook your trailer for you, why don’t you go in and hit the sack, you look bushed.”
“Okay Dad, that’s nice of you. I am tired, those last 15 miles were tough.” I told him as he opened the trailer and got Rip out. Matt and his friends drove in and parked behind my trailer as I walked to the house with Mom.
The next morning I was up at 6 and ready for another day. I went to the kitchen and hugged Mom. “Thanks for helping me Mom, it’s comforting to have a close family.” I told her.
Matt came into the kitchen, poured a cup of coffee and sat down. “How is everyone this morning?” he asked.
“We’re all just fine,” Mom said, “everyone want pancakes?”
Dad came in and we all had breakfast. I noticed that Matt’s friends were not here. “Where are your friends Matt, I wanted to thank them too.” I said, suddenly realizing that Dad was in the kitchen.
“They had to go, so they left last night. Oh, by the way, Dad knows what went on, so you don’t have to keep it a secret.” Matt said.
Dad sat in his chair eating and nodding yes at me. When he swallowed his mouthful, he said, “Carrie told me all about it before you guys went to Estes Park.”
“So Matt, what did you guys do to Mike and Dave?” I asked.
“We had a long heart to heart talk with them, they won’t be a problem anytime in the future. Just put them out of your mind.” Matt said as he got up from the table and left with Dad following.
To be continued………………..