Route 66

As the “Virgin” cruised through the night, Ronnie’s mind kept going back to the young man at the motel and immense piece of meat hanging between his legs. She smiled at Shea to try not let him know her mind was elsewhere, but all she could think of was being stuffed full.

As the car sputtered, then quit, she looked at Shea. He was guiding the Caddy to the side of the road, muttering curses to himself. At first Ronnie didn’t have a clue as to what happened. She looked around – nothing but desert. And nighttime, too. No traffic. At least not that she could remember seeing. The car bumped along the gravel before Shea brought it to a stop. He put the car into “park” and turned off the engine. He stared at the car, then looked out at the road. Nothing in sight.

But Ronnie was horny as hell. She slid across the seat, and wrapped her arms around Shea’s neck. Kissing his cheek, she giggled slightly.

“It’s okay, hon. We have been in worse spots than this one, you know!” She nuzzled against his neck, her hands running along his chest. She could feel him responding to her, his hands playing along her arms. She opened his shirt and began to kiss his chest, her tongue lightly tracing patterns in the skin. She found a nipple and teased it with her tongue, feeling him tense slightly, a sigh escaping his lips.

She moved her lips towards his ear, and with a wicked smile crossing her lips, whispered to him, “Hey, Shea, we got any coke left? I think I need to be filled up, if you know what I mean?”
 

"You bet!...."
He grinned at her.
Coke had just introduced it's big ten ounce bottle and Shea had seen the potential immediately, saving a few for Ron.

Opening the door he walked back to the trunk popped it up and took out several.
"Full or empty, sweet thing?"

Ronnie stepped out into the warm desert night, stretched like a tiger and crooked a finger at him...
"Come on lover...empty please. That cap could be rough in tender places."

The virgin sat on the dge of the deserted highway like a big white ship aground on a reef.
He kicked the tire.

"May as well make the best of it, huh?"
He grabbed a thick blanket from the back seat.
"There's a few trees on that hill over there and we can still keep an eye on the car."
Veronica was already walking in that direction and Shea fell in step behind her.
Watching her ass move in those tightassed jeans was a real joy and by the time they laid the blanket out on the sandy ground his cock was screaming to be free.

"I gotta let it out..okay baybe?"

She sat down and began unbuttoning her shirt.
"Sure lover...let me see it that poor little thing...and pass me the bottle."
Her eyes gleamed in the moonlight.
 
Ronnie smiled as she watched Shea frantically undoing his jeans. She took her time, slowly unbuttoning her blouse, revealing her breasts slowly. Her eyes locked with Shea for just a few moments, before she saw him lower his gaze.

She raised up on her knees and slid the blouse from her body, feeling the chill night air on her skin, the nipples hardening at the caress of the breeze. She ran her hands over her breasts, watching Shea, who was digging deep into his jeans to free his aching cock. She pinched the nipples, causing her to sigh and moan, her eyes closing slightly.

She lowered her hands to the waistband of her jeans, and began to undo the buttons slowly. She wiggled from the confining denim, watching as Shea kept his gaze riveted on her pussy. She smiled as she watched his hand slowly stroke his cock. Ronnie lowered her jeans to her knees then sank back on her ass and pulled the fabric from her legs.

Spreading her legs before Shea, she ran her hands along her slit, feeling her wetness coat her pussy. She picked up the bottle and smiled at Shea, thinking of the giant cock she had almost had the enjoyment of knowing. She placed the neck at the entrance to her pussy, feeling the coolness of the glass against her skin. She twisted the bottle, though there was no need to. It entered her smoothly, her juices allowing the bottle to slide effortlessly into her. Raising up on her knees, Ronnie placed the bottom of the bottle on the blanket, the neck still buried deep in her cunt. She placed her hands on her thighs and began to move up and down, her body sliding along the neck of the bottle.

She smiled as she watched Shea – his eyes glued to the sight of her pussy swallowing the bottle neck. His hand was stroking his cock faster, and Ronnie began to increase her movement, her hands rising to caress her breasts and pinch her nipples.

“I hope you don’t cum like that, Shea. I would be very disappointed, baby!” She cooed to her lover.
 
Shea couldn't bear it!
the sight of his girl sinking deep on that green shiny bottle, time after time was going to get him off for sure.
He would really like to just jack it off and try coating Veronica with his load but seeing the way she was watching him and licking her lips he knew she wanted to be more than a voyeur.
He approached her until his erection was waving just a few inches from her face...
"How 'bout a cock in your mouth and a coke in your cunt baby?"

Shea winked and laughed and began to prime her lips with warm precum.



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"Oh shit Betty...They're just on the other side of the trees."

Vance Derry, star Quarterback for the Earp County HS Rattlesnakes whispered to pretty blond haired Betty Hope, cheerleader and Sandra Dee look a like.
He'd been engaged in some really heavy 'petting', even had laid hands to her saucy young breasts when some very suggestive noises interupted his progress.
Vance had shushed her and crawled away to investigate.

"You won't believe what they're doing!"

"I won't!?"
Her eyes were wide and cornflower blue even at night.

"Nope, you sure won't....wanna go peek?"
 
As Ronnie felt the coke bottle go even more deeply into her cunt, her tongue snaked out to caress Shea’s cock. She tasted the pre-cum on her lips, and sucked hard at the tip, wanting even more of him. With one hand she grabbed his balls, and with the other she stroked the base of his cock.

Her lips wrapped around him, her tongue swirling over the head. She felt his hands at the back of her head pulling her towards him. She moaned as she allowed him fully into her mouth, her lips creating a tight suction.

Shea began to move his hips against her face, and she accepted him gladly. She felt her body sink onto the bottle, felt it fill her completely. She dropped one hand down and began to play with her clit, slowly rocking back and forth.

She heard a small gasp, and what sounded like a muffled scream, but Ronnie was too close to cumming to care. If there were anybody out there watching, then that only increased her excitement.

She rocked harder against her fingers and the bottle, as Shea held her head tightly and thrust into her mouth. She could feel him tighten, and she knew her own body was going to explode.

“I’m gonna cum, baby, oh yeah! Cum with me, Ron, cum with me baby – NOW!”

As she felt his hot cum spurt into her mouth, she felt her body convulse and jerk with her own pleasure. As she swallowed his thick cream, she felt her pussy squeezing the bottle, even as it went even further into her.

When they were spent, Shea leaned down and kissed her. She leaned in close to his ear, giving him a soft kiss.

“I think we had an audience, Shea.”

“Yeah, I think so, too.”
 

They couldn't tear their eyes away.
As Ronnie rode the bottle to ecstacy, Betty felt herself growing hot and moist with the thought of how it would feel to have that long green necked glass shaft buried in her own pussy.
And as Shea groaned and released a flood of jism into Veronica's mouth and across her face, Vance wished it was his cock in Betty's mouth that was exploding.

His hand had slipped between Betty's legs and she had parted them a bit to make it easier...he'd never gone this far before...

“I think we had an audience, Shea.”

“Yeah, I think so, too.”


By the time the words had registered, Shea had jumped up parted the branches and was standing over the embarrased teen agers.
"Didja like the show?"
His tumescent cock was still standing proud and tall just a foot away from Betty's parted cherry lips.

Ronnie poked her head up over Shea's shoulder.
"Wow, lover...what a handsome couple."
She winked and both Vance and Betty blushed and scrambled to their feet.

"Oh heck...we're sorry...we..."
Shea clapped the boy on the shoulder.
"No apologies friend, me and Ronnie like to put on a show. Right baby?"

His best girl always had the right moves at the right time and produced four cool bottles of beer from nowhere.

"You bet we do. Now come on you two, relax and join us."
 
Ronnie coaxed the two teens from their hide-away. She smiled at Shea – these two could only be 18 at the most! Ronnie’s eyes followed over the girl, and she smiled. Ronnie knew the type: cute little cheerleader, let the boys pet her but always ran like a scared rabbit at the first hint that anything sexual might actually occur. She glanced at Shea’s cock, slowly softening between his thighs, and then at the girl. It was probably the first cock she had ever seen.

Handing each a cool bottle of beer, Ronnie sat down on a blanket and urged the two to sit down, one on either side of her.

“So, what do you two call yourselves?” Ronnie asked after taking a small sip and winking at Shea.

The boy stuttered, but the girl chirped in. “I’m Betty and that is Vance, my boyfriend. Are you going to hurt us? Please don’t, we really didn’t mean to, to, to intrude – you know?”

Ronnie patted the girl’s leg and felt her tense.

“I’m glad to meet you Betty, I’m Ronnie and that one over there with his dick in his hands is Shea. You could say he is my ‘boyfriend’ as well.” Turning to the red-faced young man next to her, Ronnie smiled as she looked blatantly at the rising bulge in his pants. “Hello, Vance. I’ll bet that little show made you hornier than hell, didn’t it?”

Even in the dimness, Ronnie could tell he was blushing and she laughed as he moved his hands holding his beer over his crotch.

“Uh, uh, well, you see….”

But Ronnie had already turned away from him. She stroked the young girl’s hair, and laughed inwardly at the scared doe look in the girl’s eyes.

“No need to worry, Betty. Neither Shea nor I are going to hurt you. Quite the opposite, actually. By the time the sun comes up, you will feel so much better than you do right now.”

Leaning forward, Ronnie pulled Betty’s hair back from her neck, and gently nuzzled the younger woman. She trailed her tongue along the girl’s neck, giving soft kisses even as Ronnie’s hand began to slide up the girl’s body. A look over at Shea confirmed what she was doing – already his cock was beginning to rise. Glancing over at Vance, she almost laughed at the kid’s dumb-founded look.

Ronnie worked slowly to the frightened girl’s lips, brushing them with her own.

“It’s okay, Betty, really. Just relax…..”
 

"Watch this show now pal,"
Shea handed Vance another beer.
"Ronnies good at this...your girl's gonna love it and it makes me hard as a fuckin' rock to watch good lookin' chicks goin' down on each other...."
The BF looked nervous as a cat and totally unconvinced.
"Come on dude!..Relax! Whip out your Dick and have a good time!"

Vance looked anxiously side to side as though it was a cocked gun and not a 'gunned' cock that Shea was holding in his hands.

"Hey don't worry!...I don't go THAT way!"
Shea grinned,
"Not unless ya got great tits that is..."

A long low moan from Betty distracted their attention and both of them looked in time to see Ronnie suck the girls tender pink nipples into her mouth.
While they'd been talking Veronica had managed to get Betty's shirt wide open and her bra pulled down pushing up ever so invitingly the girls high pointed breasts.

"Goddam Man, look at those!...They as sweet as they look?"
Vance wasn't listening,
He had finally unholstered his weapon in the face of irresistable temptation and was flogging it with desperate abandon!

Shea looked in awe at the monster the boy had just unveiled...
"Damn Ron, you should SEE this!"

She glanced up from her succulant hold on Betty's rose bud...
*My GOD!*,
she thought, her own juices beginning to boil...

"Ohhh Vance...I never thought it was so...so...."
From her vantage point above Ron's bobbing head Betty looked on in eager wonder....

 
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Ronnie looked up with sweet Betty’s nipple in her mouth, and damn near bit through it. This boy’s cock was one of the biggest she had ever seen! A slight gasp from Betty, brought Ronnie back to the reality of what she had been doing. She knew if she could bring this sweet little cheerleader to orgasm, her boyfriend’s cock would become fully hard – and that was a sight that Ronnie wanted to see!

Sucking and nibbling on the girl’s nipples, Ronnie was amazed at how thick and hard they became. As her lips worked one nipple, Ronnie’s fingers were pinching and squeezing the other. Ronnie then traced her tongue across the girl’s chest to her other breast and nuzzled the delicate, tender flesh.

Meanwhile, Ronnie ran her hands down over the girl’s body, feeling her tiny waist and swell of her hips. Ronnie slowly raised her skirt, then teasingly ran her finger along the edge of her panties. The girl clutched at Ronnie’s shoulder, and a desperation enter her voice.

“Please – don’t! You don’t understand, I’ve never, I’m a, please!”

Ronnie released the pink tip and smiled into the girl’s frightened eyes.

“Now, don’t tell me you’ve been teasing this big, good looking guy, have you? Have you let him pet you, touch this gorgeous tits, but didn’t even give him a look at this sweet little pussy here?” With her words, Ronnie slid a finger under the panties, and startled the girl. “Oh! What’s this? Oh you bad little girl! You are so wet, you are soaking your panties!”

The girl began to struggle, but Ronnie held her down with one hand, as her other hand slid the panties down her legs. Raising her skirt, the girl’s sweet pussy became clearly visible for all to see.

“Oh, please don’t!”

“Now, don’t worry, darling. I’m going to make you feel better than you ever had before!”

Ronnie nuzzled the girl’s soft belly, and caught the scent of pussy from between the girl’s legs. Moving lower, Ronnie kissed the girl’s thighs, and ran her tongue along the insides, smiling when she felt the girl shiver. Ronnie pulled the panties off and tossed them casually in Shea’s direction. A souvenir for her boyfriend, perhaps?

Ronnie spread the girl’s thighs wide, then pulled her pussy lips apart. The girl was hot – her pussy was slick with her juices, and Ronnie intended on enjoying this. Slowly she slid her tongue along the inner lips, feeling the girl shake. As she buried her tongue into the soft folds of the girl’s pussy, Ronnie tasted her tangy sweetness and groaned. Taking her time, Ronnie teased the girl, delighting in the way her hips rolled and twisted, smiling as the girl wound her fingers in Ronnie’s hair.

Ronnie raised one hand towards Shea to come forward. She didn’t care who it was, but Ronnie needed a cock buried inside her pussy, and she needed it now!
 

Shea was edged out by about four inches when the eager young
lad slammed his sausage full tilt into Veronica's waiting pussy.
Ronnie gave a muffled shreik and both she and her teenage 'feast' were jolted back a good foot or more!

Shea's first reaction was rage as Vance rudely pushed him away. This gave way to awe as he watched the massive member impaling Ronnie's tightly stretched pussy. This gave way to envy...Jesus Christ! Look at that thing...
Then Shea being Shea decided to make the best of it.
Leaning down and pressing his cheek to Betty's shuddering belly, he looked into Ronnie's startled eyes.
"Having fun babe?"

In answer, she gasped and grimaced as Vance thrust his cock into her eager cunt again..and again...and...

Shea shrugged mentally...how could she NOT be enjoying it?..and took Ronnie's abandoned place above Betty's delightful tits.
He sucked her left nipple into his mouth between his teeth and began to pull and twist the right one.
Leaving one hand free for himself...
 
Ronnie felt the massive cock impale her and at first she thought Shea was using one of the wine bottles from the back of the "Virgin" to play with her. As the thrusting began, she realized it was a cock doing the ramming yet still she was amazed and distracted.

When Shea's face suddenly appeared in front of her, grinning at her, the only thing she could do was grunt and groan. She had never felt so stretched - ever! As she watched Shea nibbling on the cute cheerleader's perky nipples, Ronnie went back to the delicious snatch spread before her.

With each thrust, Ronnie's face was embedded into the girl's cunt, but she didn't mind. It was such a sweet tasting little pussy, and Ronnie was paying special attention to the nub of pleasure that was growing at an alarming rate. She sucked it as a babe would a nipple, drawing it into her mouth and rolling her tongue over it.

She watched as Shea began to jack himself off, and Ronnie lifted her head slightly and somehow managed to grunt out at Betty, "Suck....him....off, he loves....uh....ugh... that...oh yes!"

Ronnie could feel her body responding to the monster cock slamming into her, and her fingers were working furiously over her own clit as she went back to sucking on the meal before her. The other girl's hips were reaching up towards her, and with her boyfriend pounding her face into the girl's cunt, Ronnie could feel her body begin to convulse in the familiar dance of ecstacy.
 

Shea felt a warm glow in something other than his cock when he thought of Ronnie still concerned for his well being even in the midst of her own passion...what a gal.

Unfortunately Betty was not taking the hint. In spite of flapping his own more than respectable boner against the girl's panting lips she seemed to far gone in her own delerium to notice a thing.

The kid's boyfriend was panting like a steam engine and showing all signs of his boiler exploding any minute!...
Damn he was gonna miss out on the BIG ONE if he didn't hurry!

Shea replaced his cock with his mouth and slid his tongue into Betty's throat...using it to loosen her lips and pave the way for something more substantial...but her mouth was sweet as candy and his hands felt just right on those incredibly perky tits...maybe just another minute...

"OHHHHHHGODDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD!!!"

That was the sign!
Veronica was going over!

He felt betty arch back suddenly, driving her still little nipples into his palms...a quick intake of breath....HER TOO!

"FUCKIN AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA....I"M CUMMING!"
Vance roared and Shea could feel the pulsing impact of the boys huge dick as it erupted into Ronnie's shuddering body!

A double...no a triple orgasm....rent the menage! A copious outpouring of joy wracked their bodies...
Three bodies anyway, for when all was said and done poor Shea lay on his back, looking at the stars, his iron rod twitching in unfulfilled frustration.
 
Ronnie was breathing hard, her head resting on Betty’s stomach, her body still swathed in the afterglow of such a phenomenal multi-partner orgasm. She could feel Betty breathing as hard as she was, and Ronnie had no idea where the girl’s boyfriend was, but did feel him touching her ankle.

“Oh, damn, that was good. Damn! Don’t you think, Shea? Shea? Shea, what’s wrong?” Ronnie glanced over at where his body lay resting. She saw him raise his head to look at her and then put it back down. “Baby, aren’t you going to talk to me?”

Ronnie crept over towards him and suddenly she saw what the problem was. His cock was standing straight up, as if guiding one’s view to the stars!

“Oh my god, Shea, didn’t you…? You didn’t, did you?” Ronnie began to laugh. If there was ever anyone who didn’t have problems getting off, it was Shea. However, her laugh died on her lips as she looked up and saw that Shea was glaring at her. “Um, I’m sorry, babe. Here, let me see if I might be able to make it better, yes?”

Leaning over him, Ronnie began lapping at his cock with her tongue, going from the base to the head. Bringing up one hand, she started stroking the hard member. She heard Shea sigh and felt his hand along her back as she wrapped her lips around him and began to swallow his cock. She felt his hips rise to meet her mouth, and she began fucking him with her mouth.

Suddenly, she released him, and she heard him groan. Straddling him, she held his cock with her hand as she slid herself onto him. He eased into her easily, and she knew she still had the spend from the boyfriend inside her. Would Shea mind? Probably not – the guy was so ready to cum, she doubt he would care where it would be!
 

He didn't mind at all. In fact it never crossed his mind.
Being ridden by Veronica was one of his great pleasures in life and on this night he was primed!
Arching up into her body as she drove herself down the broad length of his cock, he very quickly was teetering on the brink...

"God Baby...YESSSSSSS...Ride me! Ride me like Dale Evans!"

In the starlit dark, Ronnie grinned...One of Shea's recurrent fantasies was to fuck Dale Evans.

"You sure Roy's not around, pardner?"
She paused at the apex of her motion, the fat head of his cock twitching just inside her.

"Fuck him if he is!...I'll show him how a REAL cowboy takes care of his woman."

Shea grabbed her thighs and jerked her back down the length of his aching pole.
She sunk her nails in his shoulders.
"Okay Trigger...you asked for it!"

Betty and Vance watched in unfettered admiration as Veronica rode that brahma bull nearly to death!


They all said their goodbyes under a full desert moon. Shea feeling mellow and fulfilled at last, Ronnie feeling like she'd really just gotten off a wild bronco and the young couple eager to head back to East BumFuck and tell their pals of the strange encounter in the desert night..

He was still waving at their disappearing eastbound tail lights when Ronnie tapped him on the shoulder and whispered...
"Guess what Cowboy...we're still out of gas."

 
Ronnie crossed her arms and looked up at Shea with that “you know I always have one over on you” look. She watched as realization came over his face, then she turned to gather up her clothes and finish dressing.

“What do you suggest, Trigger? The ‘Virgin’ is too big for just one person to push, and besides – how the hell do we know how far away we are from anything?”

“Ah, Ronnie, just give me a few minutes. I’ll think of something.”

Ronnie picked up the remainder of their things and started walking towards the car. As she did, she looked at the Eastern sky and noted a lighter color blue just at the horizon. It would be dawn soon, and that should mean some traffic should be coming soon. Maybe she could trick a ride from a trucker or something.

Shea followed up behind, muttering to himself, his hands stuffed in his jeans pockets. Ronnie smiled at him. He did try – and sometimes he even succeeded. Maybe that was why she loved him so much.

Her attention was turned towards the brush when she heard a strange sound. She stopped, and tried to focus, but it was too dark. She heard it again, and then a snort. She turned to Shea, and grabbed his arm.

“Shea! Shhh! There’s something out there!”

“¡Parada! ¿Quiénes son usted y porqué son usted en tierra de Sr. Valdez?”
Stop! Who are you and why are you on Mr Valdez's land?

Ronnie froze and grasped Shea’s arm even more tightly. Two men on horseback came slowly out of the brush. As one said something to the other in Spanish, Ronnie whispered in Shea’s ear. “Well, cowboy, it seems as though we have met up with a couple of vaqueros!”
 
The laughing vaqueros


They were dark, wirey men with disturbing smiles that looked like the crescent moon which had set hours ago.

"Hey Amigos!"
Shea pushed in front of Ronnie.
"We're really gald to see you...outta gas see...we..."

The lariet that whipped around his legs was invisible in the dark night and Veronica stepped away just in time to avoid Shea's body as it crashed in the dirt at her feet!
"Umppphhhh!"

The two vaquero's laughed delightedly and circled their horses around her.

"Una chiquita muy hermosa, Carlos!"
"Si, Rodrigo, es muy hermosa verdad!"

Suddenly she found herself swept up in the saddle in front of Carlos, who she decided, now that she could see him close up, was not bad looking at all.
"I guess you guys don't have any gas huh?"

"So sorry Seniorita, the only gas we got is in our horses bellies!"
That seemed to break the two Zorro's up again and they were laughing uproariously as they wheeled their mounts away from the road and started into the desert.

Shea had almost gotten the rope from around his ankles when he was jerked flat on his back and began a very uncomfortable
trip to the grim hacienda of Diego Sandoval y Valdez, the legendary 'patron' of Milagro County...
 
Sitting in the saddle in front of Carlos, Ronnie looked with frank approval at the handsome Mexican who had so easily swept her up onto his mount. As they started off into the desert, she glanced over his shoulder to see Shea being bumped and knocked along the desert floor. Ronnie placed a hand on Carlos' shoulder, intending to beg him to let Shea ride when she noticed he was looking down at her with a grin.

"I think the Senorita has had a little fun of her own tonight, eh?" He drawled out from under his moustache. Ronnie could feel her cheeks flush scarlet at the thought that this man could smell the scent of sex from her. She tried to squirm, but discovered that instead she only rubbed against the Mexican that held her tight to her position on his saddle.

As Ronnie tried to ignore the snickers and comments made in Spanish and her own attraction to the man behind her, her eyes began to focus on the hacienda coming into view. As they neared, Ronnie could see in the early dawn, that it was made of adobe, single-story, and seemed to be built in a large square.

The horses pulled up in a flurry of dust, and the two vaqueros jumped easily to their feet. As Carlos swung Ronnie down, holding her a bit longer than was necessary, she watched as Rodrigo bent to untie Shea. As Shea got up, he sputtered, spitting dust and dirt from his mouth before protesting.

"Senor, I would not complain if I were you. We don't often treat male intruders that kindly. Come."

Ronnie looked at Shea who was glaring back at her. As they walked together into the foyer of the house, Ronnie could not resist. "Well, you always wanted to be a cowboy - maybe this is your chance!"

Ronnie giggled as Shea continued to glare until Carlos walked up behind her and stroked her arms.

"Shhh, Senorita. Don Valdez doesn't like noise first thing in the morning."

Ronnie checked herself, then looked around at the dark room filled with heavy furnishings. There was a double door on one side and a single door on the opposite wall. Across from them was a door and a bank of windows that looked out onto the courtyard, which appeared to be filled with all sorts of plants.

Suddenly the double doors opened, and a man of tall stature with dark hair and eyes stepped into the room.

"¿Sí? ¿Cuál es él? ¿Quiénes son esta gente?"

"Perdon, Don Valdez. We found these intruders near the highway. They said they needed gasoline for thier car." Carlos turned to Shea and Ronnie. "This is Don Diego Sandoval y Valdez!"

Ronnie wasn't sure if she should curtsey or salute - it all sounded so official. She turned to Shea. His face was blank, but she knew he had to be thinking of something....
 

"Your damn right we need gas and I need a new fucking pair of pants!"
Shea spun around, bent over and flashed Don Valdez two blazing red cheeks that shown like angry moons from the wreckage of his levi's.

There was a seconds silence like that which would follow a fart in a church and then a woman's soft gasp broke the spell.
"Papa...?"

"Shut up gringo! You have no manners!"
One of the vaqueros spanish heeled boots connected with Shea's raw posterior and sent him flying across the room.

The 'Patron' held up a regal hand.
"Enough Rodrigo, the man has been injured terribly as we can all see. The next time he falls off his horse you should be quicker to pick him up, eh?"

There was a nodding of heads and some snickering laughter.

"Father, who are these people?"
Everyone including Shea from his awkward position on the tiled floor turned to the door where a young woman was standing.
*My God, she looks like one of those Senorita's with a rose in her teeth on a black velvet background!*
(Shea owned seven of them.) He scrambled to his feet.

"These people have had a misfortune on the highway my dear."
The exotic girl moved with liquid grace to stand beside Don Valdez.
"And we must render them our courtesy.
He looked right at Ronnie and Shea,
"This is my daughter Gabriella, a willful child but the light of my life these days."
His arm snaked around his daughter's tiny waist and she moved tight against him. Rodrigo's eyes flashed fire for an instant. Ronnie had a hard time taking her eyes from the handsome Vaquero. Carlos couldn't tear his from Ronnie and Shea god bless him could think of nothing better to do at this moment than wink at the winsom Gabriella.
 
Ronnie felt a twinge of sympathetic pain for Shea as he was flung across the room. However, that twinge soon vanished as she looked up and into the dark eyes of Carlos. The man's stare seemed to bore into her and flush actually rose to her cheeks. No man had made Ronnie blush in a hell of a long time!

As the girl's voice travelled across the room, Ronnie shifted her gaze from Carlos to Gabriella. She was indeed lovely. Her dark hair perfectly framing her delicate face, and her dark eyes were large and doe-like. For a moment, even Ronnie was captivated. She saw a movement from the corner of her eye and noticed Shea get to his feet, his eyes on the young woman's face.

Ronnie moved toward Shea and helped him to his feet. She leaned close and whispered into his ear as he got up off the floor.

"Cool it, loverboy. This is the boss' daughter, and he holds the key to getting us out of here."

"Aw, Ronnie, you know me - I wouldn't want to get us into any harm."

"That's why I'm warning you!"

"What is that you two are talking about there?" Don Valdez called from across the room.

"Nothing, senor," Ronnie quickly responded. "But, please sir, if only you would give us just a little gas, we will gladly be on our way. Just a little generosity, please?"

"Ah, generosity. That is a hallmark of this hacienda, is it not mi mija?"

"Si, papa," Gabriella responded to her father, yet her eyes were on Shea.

"It must have been a long night for you both. Perhaps you would like a chance to rest and refresh yourselves, eh? Carlos, show our female gues to her room, por favor."

"Si, Don Valdez!"

As the tall vaquero approached, Ronnie resistance to leavng Shea by himself vanished. The sparkling eyes, the full lips soon had Ronnie under his spell.

"Won't you come with me, Senorita?"

"Si..." Ronnie's voice trailed off as she fell in step behind the vaquero. She heard a hiss from Shea, but she only glanced in his direction as she saw Rodrigo grab him roughly by the arm. Don Valdez would surely see that no harm came to him, right?
 

Somehow Shea sensed that his own welcome at the hacienda would be less warm and fuzzy than Veronica's and he was right.
Within 15 minutes he found himself tied spreadeagled in an arched doorway, somewhere in the dungeon like cellars of Don Valdez lovely home.
In the cool morning hours it felt like the inside of a frigidaire.

"GODDAMIT...It's cold down here!!!...how about some coffee there amigo's?"

The two men who had escorted him to his 'room' looked up from their card game and laughed,
"You'll be muy caliente pronto Gringo.
Si...when the 'Infanta' arrives."

The infanta?...what the hell were they talking about?
Shea's anxiety went up a notch.

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Upstairs in a huge bedroom with massive dark beams above her head, Ronnie had a problem of her own.
A warm tub was steaming invitingly in the adjoining room and fresh clothes, a wide flounced skirt and a low cut peasent blouse were laid out on the high soft bed. A servant had even brought fluffy warm towels (and GOD how she wanted that bath!),
but Carlos showed no sign of leaving. Instead he leaned nonchalantly in the doorway, his black eyes smoldering and a thin smile on his lips.
"Go ahead Seniorita take your bath. I won't interfere."

She looked into the bathroom, it had no door. The tub sat in plain sight of the handsome vaquero.

"Do I have to strip you myself?", he purred.
 
The bedroom Ronnie was lead to was luxuious in every sense of the word. The bed was large and comfortable. The furnishings well-coordinated and inviting. And the bathroom - with a bath already drawn! After the dumps that she and Shea had been staying in, this seemed nearly heaven. She wondered briefly of Shea's fate, but if he was experiencing the same as she, then he by now be up to his chin in hot water, enjoying the view.

Ronnie headed towards the bath, beginning to undress when she turned and found Carlos still standing in the doorway.

"Go ahead Seniorita take your bath. I won't interfere."

Ronnie continued to stare at him. He surely couldn't mean....

"Do I have to strip you myself?"

Ronnie's mouth dropped open at his blatant invitation, her eyes buried into his. She regained her composure, and closed her mouth lifting her chin into the air.

"No, senor, stipping me will not be necessary!" Hell, Ronnie had undressed before ogling men before, why should one lone cowboy be any different?

Slowly she began to unpeel her clothing as she walked towards the bathroom. She could feel the dark eyes watching her every move, and she began to sway her hips and walk with her back a little straighter. If he wanted a show, than that would be what he would get!

By the time she reached the bathtub, she was naked. She leaned over slightly, running her fingers through the water, then looked over at the vaquero with a slight smile. His expression was unreadable. She lifted one foot over the edge, and then the other, before she sank into the deliciously hot water. She let herself sink lower, feeling her body unwind with the warmth. The water felt so good, she slid completely under the water, feeling her hair lift and rise about her head.

When she pushed up from the water, she was startled to find Carlos leaning against the doorway of the bathroom.

"Excuse me, but do you mind if I have a little privacy?"

"No comprende, mi senorita," he responded with a smile.

Ronnie glared at him before grabbing the soap and beginning to wash herself. She looked over at the vaquero as she heard the rustle of clothing and was shocked to find him taking off piece after piece of clothing.

"What are you doing?!?!" Ronnie exclaimed.

"I think I could use a bath as well, senorita. And out here, we don't waste water!" The smile in his eyes was engaging, and Ronnie could feel herself actually looking forward to seeing his body revealed.
 

Carlos cock was already hard and she felt it slide slowly down her soapy back as the tall vaquero slipped into the tub behind her.
There was a full length mirror on the wall in front of her and she could see his lean wiry body as it settled into the warm water. She saw his big brown hands come around her, cup her breasts, squeeze them, the fingers sinking into her soft warm flesh, her nipples tightening suddenly in his palms.
He was smiling at her. Smiling into the mirror, watching his hands as they fondled and played, pulled and pinched....
A warm glow, a hot rush, was spreading through her body which was no longer tired at all. In fact Veronica was more aroused than she'd been in a long long time....

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It was a long cold hour before she arrived, and The Infanta, Maria Gabriella Innocenta Valdez y Montoya was lookin' good!

Shea's eyes widened and his penis began a fast ascent to stardom as the girl strode towards him, dismissing the two waiting guards with a flick of the riding crop in her small and perfect hand.
They left with a quick shuffle of chairs but not before they sent a knowing leer and an obscene gesture or two at the anxious prisoner.

She was taller in the high stiletto heels that carried her with catlike grace towards him. The leather pants she wore were a second black skin that rose up her long legs to a thick belt that swept around a slender waist an inch below her navel. Her high pointed breasts were lifted and squeezed by a tight leather and lace bustier from which Shea's sharp eyes could pick out the rosy areoles of her nipples.

He licked his lips.
"Hi there, anything I can help ya with? I'm just kinda hangin' around with nothing to...."

The crop slashed out and hit him on the left buttock.
"DAMN!"
His eyes watered and he began to realize that he might not get out of this one with his wit and good looks alone.

The Infanta took her time, saying nothing, walking slowly around him, taking in his body inch by inch. Then she stood in front of him, her gorgeous face without expression and took his turgid cock in her hands and began to squeeze.
 
As the vaquero's large brown hands squeezed and probed her flesh, Ronnie could feel herself beginning to give in. She had wanted to fight him off, wanted to resis, but as soon as he was behind her, she knew she would not.

"You are very beautiful, senorita," he whispered into her ear.

"And I'll be you say that to all the women you manage to drag here, don't you?" Ronnie said with half a smile. "Besides, how do you, a employee of Don Valdez, earn such priviledges?"

"I am not merely his employee - I am his son."

Ronnie turned in the tub, water splashing over the edge.

"What? But he never said anything! Not as he did with Gabriella!"

The handsome Mexican laughed as his arms slid around her. "I am his illegitimate son. He had an affair with the cook. And they created me. But he is my father!"

Ronnie stared at his face, the sharp angles and full lips doing something to her that she had not felt in a while. As she moved to turn around, he touched her jaw and bent his head towards hers. His lips touched hers and then his arms were tight about her, drawing her close. Ronnie held onto his arms, returning his kiss, and feeling his cock stiffen behind her.

As they broke away, he smiled at her.

"I do believe we have washed the dust from our bodies. Perhaps it is time to try the comfort of the bed. He stood up and steppe from the tub. He reached for her hand, and pulled her to her feet.

Ronnie felt the firm but gently rubbing of the towel against her skin and sighed. Her skin was tingling.

"But, what will happen to Shea? The man I was brought here with. Is he okay? He better be!"

Carlos stroked her hair and face. "Do not worry, mi querida. He is in good hands. Gabriella has taken a liking to him - and she always treats those she likes well."

Ronnie looked at him warily, but she gasped when his hands reached behind her, lifting her from the floor and carrying her from the bath. He gently deposited her on the bed, then laid next to her, his firm body stretched out to its full length.
 

...and squeeze.
His natural impulse to get a raging boner at the slightest touch of an attractive femmes hands was being curtailed by the strength of her grip.

"Damn...you gonna pull it off!?"
She smiled upm at him under heavy lashed eyes.
"Oh no Gringo...that woud be a waste."
Her voice was satin smooth, she relented and began stroking, long slow strokes that brought him quickly up to an achingly stiff presentation.

"Very nice!...es muy bonito."
She gave the tip a sweeping lick.

"Now that's more like it!"
Shea twisted in his restraints. They were for real all right.

"You want to fuck me?"
her hands were cupping his balls.

"Oh HELL yes!"

She slipped a thick rubber band around his cock. It caught in the hairs and brought tears to his eyes.
It was...very snug.

"Yeah well, that's kinky. Ronnie and I tried that..."
She squeezed his balls and his voice went up an octave.
"...once!"

She backed away and began slipping out of her clothes.
In spite of the extreme bind his jewels were in, still his cock was twitching eagerly at the sight.



OOC...sorry babe. The best I could do tonight.
 
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