EROTICA
Fucking Cool
Sometimes you just need something different
The wheels on the horse cart crunched to a halt. Jonah jumped to the ground, tied the reins of the horses to the thick beams and entered the saloon through lopsided swing doors.
Music played inside while men laughed and drank beer, and women in low-cut dresses served the drinks. Jonah lifted his hat in a general greeting and walked over to the bartender. A brief conversation followed, after which Jonah left the saloon again.
Ethel waited outside. He nodded as he approached her.
“They have a room for us for the night,” he said.
“Thankfully. I would really love to freshen up after traveling for four days. And sleeping in a proper bed will be so much nicer than sleeping in the back of the cart or in a tent.”
“Yeah, yeah, I know,” Jonah sighed, hoping to silence his wife.
They had left Yuba City more than a week ago. Traveling with the old horse cart had proven to be slow, tiring, and very uncomfortable. Just like his wife, Jonah was looking forward to sleeping in a bed. He was tired, his muscles aching from holding the reins for hours.
Most of all, he was horny.
His balls were swollen and uncomfortable.
Constant thoughts about their mission in the town of Cool excited him. There was just something about the prospect of staking a claim and digging for gold that heightened his sexual awareness.
Jonah and Ethel carried their bags into the saloon and soon followed a young woman up the stairs to what would be their room for the night. The door swung open and the blond beauty stood to the side, waiting for the couple to enter.
Jonah couldn’t help glancing down at her full bosom. It seemed ready to pop from her tight dress at any moment. Lust was written all over his face, and when Virginia winked at him, his cock twitched in his pants.
“Will you be coming down for a drink after freshening up?” Virginia asked, although it sounded more like she was singing the way she dragged out those words.
“Yes, yes, we will,” Ethel answered before Jonah could find his voice. “And maybe some food?”
“There’s plenty to eat,” Virginia nodded and smiled sweetly at Ethel. “We will introduce you to all the fine things Cool has to offer.”
She directed these last words at Jonah, and yet again his cock jerked and balls tightened.
Two hours later, after an enormous plate of food each, and a couple of beers, Jonah and Ethel enjoyed the relaxed talking and laughter around them. Beer flowed freely and inhibitions seemed to disappear. Young women sat on laps of older men and young men kissed first one woman, then another.
A young man watched Ethel from across the room. She lifted her tin beer tankard, acknowledging his interest. He instantly made his way toward her and sat down. Engaged in conversation with him, Ethel just vaguely registered Virginia’s presence across the table.
Virginia winked at the young man sitting with Ethel, thankful he was doing what he had promised to do: divert Ethel’s attention away from her husband. Ethel seemed relaxed, but Virginia didn’t want her plans interrupted by a jealous wife. Ever since she had seen Jonah jump off the cart earlier that day, she wanted to have her way with him.
Virginia surprised Jonah by sitting down on his lap, but he didn’t seem to mind. Her bosom was close to his face; her nipples barely covered. Instinctively, he licked his lips.
His cock grew in his pants.
Virginia expertly turned, swung her leg over, and straddled the man. Jonah’s eyes grew wide when he understood she wasn’t only not wearing any underwear, but she’d also freed his cock from its confinement.
She slowly lowered herself onto Jonah’s erection and, with little noises, she warned him to be still. She barely moved her hips as she fucked him. Muscles clenched around his penis, massaging him and wetting him with her juices.
One hard nipple sprang free from her dress. Jonah stared at the round piece of flesh while the young blond vixen milked his excitement from him. Her cunt muscles hugged his member one more time, and then Virginia pulled the front of her dress up to cover her nipple again.
She leaned forward and planted a kiss on Jonah’s cheek.
“That’s only one of the fine things you will find in Cool,” she whispered.
Jonah shivered with delight, wondering what more this beauty had in store for him.
“And,” Virginia continued, “it seems your wife also discovered some fine things.”
Jonah glanced back and was surprised to see his wife leaning against the young man, his arm around her shoulder and his hand lightly resting on a fabric-covered breast.
After a couple of drinks more, the married couple was ready to retreat to their room. Walking up the creaky wooden stairs, Ethel slipped her hand into Jonah’s, something she hadn’t done for years.
And, for the first time in many months, Jonah wanted to make love to his wife. This place had done something to them and he was sure it wasn’t just the prospect of gold digging that had him feeling like this.
Reaching the landing at the top, he turned around to look down at the cheery people downstairs. Virginia sat at the bar, her stockings and garters visible from under her highly pulled up dress. She lifted her glass, smiled at him, and winked.
Surprising himself, Jonah winked back, put his arm around his wife’s middle and guided her toward their bedroom.
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