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I sit at the card table, playing, but not really interested, my thoughts are on Maggie. My eyes regularly drifting to look where she is, watching her as she moves around. She does not wlk like the other girls, the whores that work for her. She seems to flow, almost liquid like around the saloon.

The guys playing poker with me are amateurs really, and there is little fun in it for me, I know that I could clean them all out if I put my mind to it. But my mind is occupied elsewhere.

Maggie stands at the bar, talking to a girl, and smiling, occasionally, looking in my direction, and glancing into the mirror behind the bar. They are joined by a young indian girl, who looks very sensual to me. she too seems to flow, and has an air of vibrant sexuality about her person. It is almost an aura. I make a mental note, to keep track of her, never being one to miss an opportunity.

"Deal me out fellas, I am taking a break, OK?"

I get up from the table, and slowly make my way to the bar, standing about six feet away from the three ladies, and order two glasses of the saloon`s best whiskey. With the drinks in my hand, I walk past Maggie, purposefully brushing her arm with mine, and smiling. Up once more onto the balcony, I take the seat I was in previously, and, as Maggie turns to look at me, hold up the two glasses, and wink at her.
 
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Making her way up the stairs, it took quite a bit of control to not take them by twos. As a matter of fact, Maggie had to exercise so much self-control tonight that she was starting to pace inside. But the game is fun when results appear to be worth the wait.

This man was certainly different. She's watched him play cards all evening, catching glimpses when she thought he wasn't looking. It's obvious to her he's a pro, but he didn't really clean house tonight. A man that is paced is a rarity around here, with greed and speed being more priorities. Could he be so paced while pleasing a woman?

She passed the offered chair, and sat right in his lap, sipping his offered drink. "Make a splash at the tables tonight?" She gives him a soft, teasing brush of her full lips to his lower lip. All evening she has been making herself wet thinking of having his manhood inside of her in every way possible. "Or were you too busy thinking of diving into other things?" Her soft blue eyes search his gaze, as secretly, she longs so much for just one touch of his smooth hands.
 
"Make a splash at the tables tonight? Or were you too busy thinking of diving into other things?"

She says, after brushing her lips with mine, and sitting in my lap. I smile, adjusting my position, to allow the expansion of my hardening shaft.

"Oh dear Maggie, diving in? A gentleman never dives dear lady, he immerses himself gradually. then he takes his time, and gets to know his subject. Plenty of time for diving, and making various strokes later, for a gentleman that is."

I softly lick the silky neck that is taunting my mouth and eyes. Then, I move a little, runing my tongue around her ear, and sucking the lobe, before I whisper to her.

"Now then Maggie, when do I get the full tour? To go upstairs with you, to see all the rooms, and particulaerly your room Maggie. I wish to see, and closely examine everything here, and I do mean everything my dear."

Waiting for a response, I lazily start to scratch at her nipple, through the loose top that she wears. Immediately noticing how erect it is, and in no doubt that Maggie is more than a little damp elsewhere also.
 
Looking deeply into his eyes, wondering what kind of man now holds her, for surely he is different than the hungry lot that composes her local clientele. Caressing the side of his face with one hand, and placing his hand inside her shirt with the other, she leans in to hungrily taste his tongue, bringing it into her mouth, sucking it, sucking his lips, all the while growing ravenous at his skin upon her skin. His skilled touches and caresses along Maggie's breast encourages a panting moan to escape. Her cheeks are flushed with desire, as well as the blood swelling other wet places, silently begging to be examined.

"And I do want you to see every place." She leans closer to him, pressing her breasts against his chest, only layers of clothes the enemy to skin longing to absorb skin. Maggie moans longingly in his ear. His hard shaft now digging into her, requesting even the slightest hint of attention. Sitting back a bit now, so that he may once again take in the full view of her and the subtle ways her body is responding to his, she slowly runs her hands down his chest, paying careful attention to his hard nipples, then making her way over his stomach, further down, stopping just short of his full pleasure zone. Seeing him throb through his pants gives her a mischievous smile, as she then takes her nails and starts at his knee, running her hand upwards, scratching through his pants, his inner thigh. This time she did not make any stops, allowing one hand to smoothly caress all areas of his manhood.
 
We kiss deeply, as Maggie pplaces my hand inside her shirt, and my fingers play upon her sumptuous breast. Feeling how hard her nipple already is. I know instinctively that her pussy is now soaked, and desperate for some attention.
Breaking from the kiss, whe speaks to me, her lust filled voice now husky.

"And I do want you to see every place."

She runs her fingers over my chest,and then up my legs, eventually taking hold of my throbbing shaft. I look into her eyes, as I tweak her hard nipple, twisting it, and licking my lips in anticipation. Her hand is grasping me harder, squeezing now.
I smile slowly, and gently run my hand up her leg, and under her skirt, my fingertips just grazing her skin, and I feel her open up to me. I run right up her leg, stopping just short of her wet center, and scratch her inner thigh. She shifts slightly, trying to move down onto my hand, but I shift with her, holding the position. Her breathing is intensifying, and I know now, that within seconds, she will be dragging me off upstairs.
 
Maggie is completely intrigued, not certain who is playing games with whom. Normally it is she who is in the lead, the client wanting an obvious end result. But so much is to be savored in the thrill of the hunt, which Johnathon seems to fully understand.

How she aches to have any part of him inside her, a welcomed intruder into hidden depths. Hungrily she moves to devour his fingers into her wetness, but instead, he gives her a teasing smile, he moves them, as if exploring every sheer delight in postponement. Two can have fun at this game. Without taking her eyes from his, she stands and suggests "Shall I show you around then?" She urges him to stand as well, by giving his massive cock a firm, perfectly appetizing tug.
 
"Shall I show you around then?"

She says. squeezing my cock, and giving it a tug, I grin broadly,

"Most certainly dear lady, would you like to lead the way?"

She takes me across the balcony, to the short flight of stairs, that lead to the bedrooms. I walk as close to her as I can, with my hand on her butt, feeling her cheeks moving as she walks. Knowing that my fingers are only a fraction away from a naked and soaking wet pussy. She turns, smiling at me, and wiggling a little more. As we reach the top, a couple are coming out of a room, the cowboy fastening his pants, and grinning like a Cheshire cat. We stop to let them pass, and I squeeze her soft ass, before whispering in her ear.

"Now I wonder what those two have been up to, what do you think Maggie, any ideas?"
 
At first she is completely caught off guard by his apparently innocent question. But as she turns to face him, she sees his boyish smile and just smiles and shakes her head.

Maggie takes him to the top of the stairs and the end of the hall, then pulls him close to her, slamming her back against the wall. Swimming in his sparkling eyes, she pulls his face closer, not able to keep her body from being close to his. Again, his cock is grinding into her, driving her mad with anticipation. Wildly Maggie's hands find the buttons on his shirt, and begin undoing them, talking as they kiss fiercely. "That room over there" breathing heavily, "is usually Jane's room." She undoes another button. "The one next to it is Fancy's room." Another button is undone, as they are all hands, moans, and grinding. "You get the picture, I'm sure. And--" she gasps as his teeth nibble her neck, "I could take you to each room. You did say something about seeing everything." This time it is he that stops, and she gives him a sadistic smile.

Traveling lips and hands resume full speed, so much into the frenzy of lust, and on the last button, she forcefully pulls his shirt down to both of his wrists, running her hands wildly across his very manly chest. Pulling him closer to her, Maggie wraps one leg around him, and begins to grind back through her clothing. "Or, this is my room right here." He has her panting at this point. She takes his face in her hands, pulling his mouth back to hers, wanting to climb on top of him right there.
 
"That room over there is usually Jane's room, The one next to it is Fancy's room. You get the picture, I'm sure. And I could take you to each room. You did say something about seeing everything."

Magiie breathlessly says all this, as we kiss, and grind against each other, while she opens my shirt, virtually ripping it from my chest.

"Or, this is my room right here."

She holds my head in her hands, kissing me deeply, toungues dancing, fighting for supremacy, I hold her against me, grinding my hard cock against her groin.

The door handle is in reach, I feel for it, and swing it open, backing her into the room. Breaking from the kiss, I turn to close, and lock the door, before looking at her again. I have rarely seen a woman so ready to be fucked, taken, and generally ravished. I turn her around before she can stop me, and pull her loose top down to her waist. My head is next hers, my mouth at her ear. Covering her tits with my hands, I softly caress the left one, rolling the elongated nipple in my fingers.

"So Maggie, do you like it soft and smooth like this?

I take hold of her right nipple, twisting and pulling it hard.

Or rough and hard, a good fast fucking?"

Freeing her left tit, I slip my hand between her legs, caressing her pussy with my fingers.

"Or, do you just like it all night long Maggie, being fucked every which way? What do you say Maggie, eh, what is your choice?"
 
Feeling his body pressed behind hers, his hands roaming her breasts, and his skin next to her exposed skin, Maggie's head becomes light with sensory overload.

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My head is next hers, my mouth at her ear. Covering her tits with my hands, I softly caress the left one, rolling the elongated nipple in my fingers.

"So Maggie, do you like it soft and smooth like this?

She purrs lightly in response to his caresses. Reaching back with her right arm, placing it behind his head to push him closer to her, she feels him
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take hold of her right nipple, twisting and pulling it hard.

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"Or rough and hard, a good fast fucking?"

She grabs a handful of his hair and pulls it forcefully at the roots, giving a throaty growl of pleasure in reply to his latest offer.

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Freeing her left tit, I slip my hand between her legs, caressing her pussy with my fingers.

"Or, do you just like it all night long Maggie, being fucked every which way? What do you say Maggie, eh, what is your choice?"

Lifting her right leg up, bending it to her at the knee to allow him complete access to her pulsating pussy, she cries out "I want you every way, all night long."
 
"I want you every way, all night long."

I hear her cry out, as she lifts her leg, to give me access to her sex. I waste no time, slipping my finger inside her wet pussy, feeling how she uses her muscle to grab it. I want more though, much more. I pull my finger out, and before she can complain, slide it into her mouth, saying to her

"Bend over the bed Maggie, now, let me see you, and lick you, now Maggie, now."

She moves forward as I release her, down onto her kness, lifting her skirt up over her ass, and looking back at me, a salacious grin upon her face.

Kneeling behind Maggie, I spread her ass cheeks, to get more acess, and start to lick her. Tasting the juices that are now tunning down her thighs. I flick at her clit, as her moans become louder, and longer. She is so ready, so hot. Pulling back, I slide a couple of fingeers in, and start fucking her, moving them around inside her, and whispering to her.

" If you want to suck my cock, and me fuck you everywhere Maggie, you need to come , come on Johnathon`s hand Maggie. Let it all go, give me your wine Maggie, let me drink you, come on Maggie, you know that you want to."

U start fucking he rharder, slapping her on the ass with my free hand, urging her higher, and higher.
 
Gasping, panting and my body cresendoing into quivers, I postpone joy, trying to savor this moment. His whispers in my ear send me to the brink, as I grind on his fingers, wanting more, only wishing they were his cock. My pussy is hungry for the meal of his manhood.

Still, in his request to have his thirsts quenched, I roll over onto my back, keeping his head in my hands, then guiding him back towards my swimming sweetness. Pressing his face against my pussy, he is mad in eating, sucking and licking every area, while inserting his fingers into me yet again. His pounding fingers, with his sucking and licking of my clit make it impossible to hold back release any longer. "Yes, Maggie, come for me. I want to watch you come." Gasping and sighing louder as my explosion builds and his encouragement to my revelry sends me flooding, my juices release; sticky, delicious nectar for his tasting pleasure. He gulps my orgasm, offering me licks of his fingers so that I may taste me mingled with him. Hungrily, I suck his fingers, mad with passion, desiring to have his cock inside my mouth rather than his fingers.

His face is shiny wet as he smiles up to me, pleased and allayed. Slowly I take his two fingers back into my mouth, all the way down to the knuckle, and suck them all the way while bringing them out, making eye contact from his still-clothed cock to his burning eyes. My hand reaches up to trace him, and I know soon, I shall unwrap his manly gift, and see what I have so longed to taste.

While still giving care to his growing needs of being touched, I take my free hand and loosen my hair, allowing it to spill in honey-butter hues down my back. I smile up at Johnathon from my knees, both of us knowing we want the same thing. Again, I turn my attention to his bulging pants, tracing its form with my hands, then letting my hot breath cover it through the material. I take his first finger and place it next to his cock, allowing my mouth to play tricks on his finger with what I will be doing to his cock. Running my tongue along the length of it, nibbling it gently, giving careful attention to the end of his finger with my tongue and sucking lips, feeling him tighten, knowing I will do this to his eager cock in mere seconds.

Removing his shirt from his pants, I then unbuckle his belt. After undoing his pants, I carefully reach down inside, releasing his cocked and loaded flesh pistol. It is steaming hot, throbbing, and perfect. Glistening in the candle light, his pre-cum begs me to taste. I take the tip of my tongue and dip it just to his slit, strings of his excitement pulling tight as I look up at him, licking every drop. I take his smooth head and cradle it with my lips, circling it with my tongue, hearing slight moans as I give his under ridge added pressure. Then I take my puckered lips and kiss slowly down the underside of his shaft to the base, licking my way back to the tip. Pausing again, knowing he wants me to take him fully into my eager mouth, I continue to kiss the throbbing tip of his head, while looking up at him with a twinkle in my eyes.

I take his cock into my hand, jacking him off, licking the remaining precum from my lips. "Tell me how much you want it." I command, as I look up at him again.
 
I watch as Maggie teases me, kissing, and licking my hardness, but never quite taking me into her mouth. Even though I know thta this is my own fault for teasing her, I cannot help but moan softly. The the pleasure that she gives me, just from this, is ecstatic. She jacks me off, licking at the head, and teases me some more.

"Tell me how much you want it."

I smile inwardly, well aware of her game, and I decide to play along for now. Knowing full well that my time will come again soon.

2Oh Maggie, I want it bad, Johnathon wants his cock deep in your throat Maggie, sucking and fucking me Maggie. Dont make me wait, do it, suck it, please Maggie, please."
 
Still holding his cock in my hand, I take the full head of it in my mouth, then bring it back out. I go back down again, each time taking it in a bit further, until, on the final time, I have swallowed all his stiff manhood down to the furthest constrictions of my tight throat. And I leave him there, for a moment. Making movements along the underside of his magnificent cock with my tongue, while constricting and relaxing my throat muscles, I feel him tighten his own body, taking the back of my head, while standing on his tip toes, trying to put himself even more inside my mouth. My face is pressed against his stomach, every inch of his cock is in my mouth, and he thrusts himself further. "Oh god" he sighs, as I begin to move him in and out of my mouth, quickening the pace to the brink of orgasm, then slowing down again, only to speed back up.
 
"Oh god"

I say, as Maggie takes me to edge, again and again, and then pulls back, teasing me, playing her little game. I manage to pull back, and step away, telling her that it is time that we were both naked. Hanging my gunbelt over the chair, I strip, maggie is naked in seconds, her top and skirt being the only clothes she wears. She stands behind me, nuzzling my neck, as her hand strokes my cock. I reach back, and finger her dripping sex.I know that we have all night, so there is no particular hurry, we both just want to enjoy each other I am thinking to myself.

"So Maggie, are you going to tell Johnathon how you like to be fucked?"
 
I am on my knees on the edge of the bed, he comes over to me, still standing, though in front of me now.
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"So Maggie, are you going to tell Johnathon how you like to be fucked?"

I smile, not used to being asked such things. Taking his cock in my hand again, I begin to stroke it slowly, taking his balls in my other hand and gently massaging them. "Well," my voice is soft and low "I like to be fucked tenderly, slowly, keeping the pace steady." I deeply kiss him, showing my passion. Then I begin to stroke more quickly, reaching around and digging into his ass cheek with the nails of my other hand now, raking my nails up and down his back. "And then I like it rough, fast, hard." I bite his earlobe, making my way down his chest with my lips, until I find his nipple and bite it.

Quickly, I lay down on the tall, four poster bed, so that may back is on the mattress, and my head hanging off the edge. I pull him to me, sliding his cock between my breasts. As he thrusts in and out between my ivory mounds, making the nipples bounce madly, I say, "You can fuck me here." Then reaching up with my ankles, I pull his head forward towards my lonely pussy. "And you can fuck me here." Letting him taste me for a bit, as I pay special attention to his cock again, before motioning him that I'd like to get up once more.

Then, I move with my face to the mattress, laying on my stomach, putting my ass way up in the air. As I reached through my own legs, I dip my fingers into my swimming pussy, moving them in and out, smacking in the wetness. "You can fuck me here." I wink, then move one finger to my tight ass. "And please, don't forget about some attention here." My pussy juices glistened my tightest opening, making it so inviting.

"And so I guess the question is, Johnathon, not how, but what is first?"
 
I smile at her delicious answer, as she lies on her back, naked and open for me.

"And so I guess the question is, Johnathon, not how, but what is first?"


Working on the theory that actions speak louder than words, I bend to kiss her pussy, licking slowly. Using my tongue to draw figures of 8 around her sweet slit, and crossing iver at her rosebud, as she moans softly.

I move higher, kissing Maggies belly button, pressing it with my tongue, looking up at her.

Lifting a breast, licking under it, as I slowly climb onto the bed, and then kiss each nipple.

Suck them softly, tenderly, my tongue washing, and adoring them.

Lick up to Maggies neck, suck a little, then up her chin, to finally to kiss her.
Licking her ful lips, and caressing Maggie`s tongue with mine. Letting her taste herself upon me, as I taste myself also.

Feeling her arms enveloping me.

I reach down, and position my shaft.

Sliding it in slowly, holding her close, and starting to make love to Maggie.
Gentle easy thrusts, as she moans into my mouth, and her legs encircle my waist.
 
Oh yes, a thousand thirsts quenched at the moment he slides into me. An eternity is summed into a second when I feel him first inside, for he fills me in every way. Wrapping my legs around his waist, lifting my pelvis upward, only wanting more of everything he has to offer, within and without, my body is worshipping at his temple. My hands roam his back with careful caresses of my nails to his skin, leading up to his head, where I run my fingers through his thick hair.

"Oh, Johnathon, yesssss. . ." escapes my mouth in a whisper, as he builds me to the euphoric brink of quivering. “God yes, don’t stop. Please don’t stop.”
 
"Oh, Johnathon, yesssss. . God yes, don’t stop. Please don’t stop.”

Maggie calls out, as the passion escalates rapidy, and my thrusts increase dramatically.
This is what we have both ben thinking about for the last 2 hours or so.

It is obvious that there is no turning back now, as we race towards our ultimate intial conclusion.
I feel Maggie pulling at my hair, while trapped in the vice like grip of her legs.
Meeting me thrust for thrust, and grunt for grunt.

I have only one escape now, and I cry out her name, as every muscle seems to tense involuntarily.
 
He calls out my name, and I'm still speaking "Johnathon" between pants of orgasmic climax. My head thrusts from side to side, lost in euphoric rapture, until I feel him tense, and at that moment, I call myself in to look deeply into his eyes. I watch him cum. I feel him cum. It is like a moment into a man's soul.

His brown eyes now have explosions of golden in them, and I wonder if they are like this when not aroused. Johnathon's face grows red as he waits for his release to come, allowing him to breathe again.

Feeling him splash inside causes my tight cavern walls to quiver even more, after shocks of bliss, milking his cock as he fills me to the creamy center so much so that I feel him dripping from me already. I gently ride his shaft a couple more times, just to squeeze him gently, paying careful attention to his sensitivity.
 
We lie there, content for now, as she uses her muscle to extract as much of me as possible.

We kiss slowly, lying there, arms entwined, soaking in the afterglow of mutual orsgasm. I know the night is not over yet, and soon, she will move, and suck me to another hard on, while I stroke her soft hair.
I am happy now, that I came in here this evening, and wondering, what else the night has in store for Johnathon?
Whatever it might be, he is ready for it.
 
I settle into the curve of Johnathon, the chilly air being perfect for sleeping so closely. My soft scent sails ever so often into his dream, his mouth almost curling into a content smile. I begin to toil a bit in my sleep, my honey-golden waves of hair sometimes crashing across his chest. Subconsciously I feel his hands gently roaming my body, trying to be careful to preserve the moment between dream and wake. Shadows chasing moonlight, he begins to grow a little harder, pressing his arousal into my smooth flesh. A gentle sigh escapes my lips; a natural response is to grind into his manly gift, pressing it between each hind ivory mound.

His arm slides around my shoulders, while I feel his other hand slip down to my buttox, caressing the curves. Nipples erect, my eyelids open, as I reach around to his upper thigh and press him closer, silently begging him to make my recent dreams come true.
 
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His arm slides around my shoulders, while I feel his other hand slip down to my buttox, caressing the curves. Nipples erect, my eyelids open, as I reach around to his upper thigh and press him closer, silently begging him to make my recent dreams come true.

Coaxing, and twisting Maggie`s nipple, my hand caresses her buttocks, and my finger her little ass. I feel her hand on my thigh, pulling me closer. The understanding is instant, and I lightly push with my finger, hearing her soft moan, as it races free from her throat. I move my hand a little lower, sliding two fingers into her sex, already wet, and swirl them. Covering my digits in her natural lubricant,

Dragging them free slowly, I rub up the crack to her star button. Spreaing the fluids, and entering her secret cave, the reaction is immediate, i feel her grasping me, then slowly, ever so slowly, relaxing, and allowing me access. Two fingers, bending , twisting, parting, preparing the way that I must now go.

Holding my hard shaft, i change position fractionally, and present myself to her, pushing slowly, gradually, as I kiss the nape of her neck, that secret spot, the one that removes all fear.
 
I had often been called a "naughty girl", even before my chosen profession, because of my love of things considered taboo. Johnathon seemed to understand better than most men the delicacies of approaching certain areas. It must be done with gentle persuasion if the results should reach maximum heights of mutual pleasure. And he did so now how to please me thus far.

When his fingers first enter, it arouses my most basic primal lusts, awakening every fiber, every pore. With no other contact do I feel so violated, so intruded upon, and I love it. "Mmmmmmmm", I growl, words not even forming on my lips at this point.

Yes, he knows exactly what he is doing, as I feel the fleshy head of his hard shaft make its way, gently knocking on the door he has already unlocked. As he slides himself in, I feel every inch of why he is such a man. Relaxing my muscles, opening myself to all of him, I begin to move up and down, sitting on his cock from my sideways position. A throaty exhale of sheer pleasure escapes from my smiling face. I feel his pace begin to quicken a bit, as the extreme tightness of my ass causes him to keep pace with his orgasmic boundaries. "Oh yes. . .feels so good." I manage to squeal, still all smiles at his intuitions of my needs.
 
"Oh yes. . .feels so good."

Maggie squeals, having her ass fucked while lying on our sides. I pull and twist her nipples. as my cock rides in and out of her spacial place.
It feels so good, so tight and luxurious, that I want more, I want to go deeper inside of her.

Holding Maggie tight in my arms, I roll onto my back, so that she is lying on me.
Thrusting up withj my hips, I oush her shoulders, coaxing her into the sitting position.
Wanting her to ride my cock with her tight wonderful and succulent asshole.
 
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