On a hot autumn day, face up, I lie back in an open field in an attempt to keep my all-over body tan. With my arms behind my head, thinking of the night before, I get a powerful twinge between my legs. Enjoying the lingering thoughts of last night and the sexual sensations I’m feeling now, I decide to get up and check out the possibilities of double dipping with Dallas. I lick my lips, hmmm!

Dallas was last night’s prize I won at the charity auction, “Preservation of the Wild Mustang”. He was gorgeous and shy. I was having too many shots of Yukon Jack. The next thing I knew I was hearing, “Come up little Lassie and Claim Your Hunk!” I didn’t even want to know how much of my winnings I spent from today’s rodeo in Denver. I took third overall in the bull riding event. The prize money was good.

Getting up from the meadow, I put on my clothes in a half-assed way hoping they would later come off with little effort. A raggedy pair of shorts, cowboy boots, and a crop top held together with just a couple of ribbon ties. I was ready!

Dally was whittling on a piece of wood he’d found while sitting on the porch of the old cabin. That was where we ended up after all the hoopla of the auction the night before. The splinters in my knees, my palms, even my toes, reminds me what happened last night. What the hell! Playing teacher has its price. But I’m not going to do that trick again!

The cabin belonged to Dallas’ grandfather. While making my way over to my prize, I walked with a swagger in my step. My thumbs were in my belt loops, making my shorts ride even lower on my hips. I put on my come-hither face, and batted my baby greens. I was trying to catch Dally’s attention. It didn’t seem to be working.

After a while, I decided another approach may be the ticket. Thinking for a minute and smiling, I tossed off my Stetson cowboy hat into the air, veered to the left, and dove off the end of the dock, into the cool water of the pond.

“Nice” I said, as I paddled and spun around. Dally just looked at me, shaking his head while laughing. He continued whittling, as I climbed out of the water and stood on the shore. I took my boots off, one at a time. Smiling, I bent back and emptied the water of one boot on my chest. The other boot I poured into my mouth, letting the water run out and down my chin. I never took my eyes off the gold ring, I’d bought the night before. I put my soggy boots back on, and started strutting over to him.

Dripping wet, and blowing the water drops off the end of my nose, I gave a shake, sending my drenched hair flying. With my shorts wide open, Dallas could see I wasn’t wearing any panties. Continuing towards him, all my seduction tactics had turned me on. Now I was wet inside as well!

I pulled on the top ribbon of my little yellow see-through crop top, letting the ribbon flow softly in the breeze. As my shirt opened, Dally could see my rock-hard nips as the breeze blew across my chest. With a piece of wood in one hand and a knife in the other, he just stared at me.

Standing over him, my unruly wet hair was dripping on his thighs, I reached for his knife. I took it and cut the bottom ribbon off my crop top, allowing the shirt to blow back off my shoulders, exposing my luscious lickable tits. Dally wasn’t laughing anymore. He was just staring at me. Crap! Not the reaction I wanted.

Okay, let’s try tactic number two, shock therapy. Standing right in front of him, I dropped down and sat on the heels of my boots. I spread my legs as wide as they would go, allowing all that was inside my tiny shorts to be clearly seen.

“Still not interested Dallas? Ok, but that pole you’re growing in those shorts says different”. Still positioned on my heels, I ran my right hand straight into the unzipped frayed fabric that I was wearing. Using my palm, I made a few grinding movements over my slit. I let out a sensual noise.

Dallas was still staring, as I pulled my hand out and stuck my second and third fingers in my mouth. I glanced at Dally, his baby blues were wide open, along with his mouth! I took my fingers from my mouth letting the strings of saliva dance in the wind. So sexy!

I traced my fingers down my chin, then back down my body, not in any hurry. I ran my fingers between my tits and gently twisted on my erect nipples. Talking out loud, “I wish someone would suck on them.” My shorts became soaked from the inside juices of my horny cunt. I kept moving down, across my belly-button, and stopped.

Fanning out my fingers, I drove them into my soaking wet shorts. Dally watched them disappear, one by one. My index finger titillated my wild cherry, while the fourth and fifth pulled the crotch of my shorts to one side, leaving my middle finger free to fuck myself. Slipping my flip-off finger into my raining cunt, I began rotating the digit inside me, along with an in and out movement. I started breathing heavier. I grabbed a handful of my own reddish hair with my left hand, as I looked down to watch the show. I moaned out loud “If I could just bend a little farther I could taste myself.”

“That’s it!” Dallas yelled. He tried to pick me up but I swatted him away. Laughing, I said, “Just another 14 seconds is all I need!”

“Bullshit! Where’s my knife”, I hear Dally mumbling. “Fuck that!” With a determined look, he grabbed both sides of my zipper and gave it a good yank, splitting my shorts right along the seam. Standing me up, my shorts fell straight to the ground. Dally picked me up and planted me firmly on his now full sized dick. My legs naturally wrapped around him. Looking in to my glowing green eyes, he says, “It is sunny above but definitely soaking wet down below.”

With one hand, Dally reached down between us. Both of us watched as he rubbed my clit. The sight alone was so raw and so very sexual. I began making small bounces on his over-heating rod. The visual and physical was so intense, he was ready to blow his gasket. And he knew I was ready for the ride.

Grabbing two handfuls of flesh, he lifted my ass all the way up to the head of his prick. Using some force, he drove me down to the bottom of his shaft. My dripping twat took it all. Jesus Christ! Dallas yelled. He almost bucked me off with his rockin orgasm.

Dally kissed me tenderly. He said, “We need some cooling off, hang on!” “Oh shit!” I screamed, as I tightened my legs around him. He ran towards the dock. Dallas still inside me, the bouncing was making me hot again.

“Let me show you how this is done”, he said. We leaped off the dock together! Popping out from under the water, we laughed. The water was nice, but it did nothing to cool off my smoldering pussy.

“Lizzy, your eyes are enchanting”. Picking me up, Dally set me on the edge of the dock. As I laid back, Dally checked me out. Still in the water all he could see was my knees, so he spread them. “Hmm, what do we have here? A pretty pearl.” Giving it a striking blow with his tongue. Then another, and another, as he watched me jump.

Laughing and yelling “Hell yeah!” I jumped up from the dock about two feet in the air, or it seemed. Shit! A clit lick, a finger fuck, an asshole rub; I came in an instant! Still flopping around like a carp out of water. “WOW!” I shouted at Dally. “Holy shit! And I didn’t even get any splinters! I think you are almost worth what I paid for you!”

Knowing I had to return Dallas back where I retrieved him, he asked, “Can I ask you out on a real date? I’ll pay!”

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