Chapter 1

The bright Colorado summer sun was high in the sky when Kathleen reached the high-mountain stream. She unsaddled her roan mare and tethered her with a long rope attached to a cottonwood tree. She stripped to the buff, dug a bar of soap out of her saddlebags, and waded into the stream.

She was kneeling, splashing water on the front of her body, when she heard the soft clop of hooves and the squeak of saddle leather. She looked up and smiled at the lean, weathered ramrod of the Sugar Bush.

"Hello, Jody. I expected you to show up sooner or later. Light and set a spell. I've got coffee and sandwiches in my saddlebags."

"Kathleen," Jody said, touching a finger to the brim of his hat. "Been checking every day for the last week."

"I got home yesterday. You know, you and Mother are the only ones who routinely call me Kathleen. Somehow, coming from you, it sounds like an honor."

"It is. You're looking good."

She straightened up, turned to face him, and grinned. "Bet you say to that to all the naked ladies you find bathing in a stream."

"Too many qualifiers," he replied. He dismounted and unsaddled his big buckskin gelding.

"Oh, just naked ladies, huh? I put on a few pounds over the winter."

"Well fed, happy fillies often do." He eyed her critically. "A mite heftier in the tit. Little rounder in the ass. Looks good on you. More like a real woman should look." He dumped his saddle under the cottonwood by hers, tethered his horse and turned back to face her. "Always had my doubts about gents who go for scrawny women with hard bodies, flat asses and no tits." Without pretense, he undressed and walked down to the stream.

Kathleen stood and twisted her long red hair into a tight string, wringing the water from it. Her heavy tits jutted out as she instinctively posed for him, displaying her body without shame. She saw his eyes sweep from her chest to her luxuriant auburn bush and smiled with pleasure.

"You look like Aphrodite standing there," he said.

"The daughter of Zeus, who sprang from the foam of the sea, the goddess of beauty and sensual love," she said with a soft chuckle. "Thank you, but aren't you stretching it a bit?"

"Nope. Never met a more beautiful, sensual woman."

"Your erudition always surprises me, Jody," she smiled. "Pleasantly, I might add."

"Don't expect a crusty old horse wrangler to read books, huh?"

"Crusty yes, but hardly old," she laughed. "What are you now, thirty-five?"

"Coming up this month. You have a good memory."

"A girl might forget a lot of the men she beds down with, Jody, but never the first."

She tossed him the bar of soap as she waded to the bank. She sat cross-legged on a saddle blanket and smoked a cigarette as she watched him bathe. His full beard and temples showed a trace of prematurely gray hair, giving him a distinguished appearance. His long, thick cock swayed as he moved. Dense, curly brown hair covered his groin. Light brown hair covered the rest of his body. She liked that. Men who resembled apes turned her off.

"How's the herd?" she asked.

"Good. A dozen new foals. Eight fillies, four colts. Four or five of the fillies look like keepers. Have to get another stallion soon. I talked to Sheila about it." He washed off the last of the soap and waded out of the stream. "High meadows are lush this year. Lots of snow last winter."

"You must have missed me," she said with a soft laugh.

Jody looked down at his groin. His prick hung at half-staff between his legs. "Yep. No woman in the county can hold a candle to you. Probably in the whole state."

"Praise me, praise yourself. You broke me in and taught me how to fuck."

"Notice you didn't say I taught you everything you know," he grinned. "Been improving your skills on the college boys?"

"Twenty-year-olds don't interest me, Jody. You spoiled me. I prefer older men. With big cocks." She laughed merrily. "I can find older men by just looking. I don't know how to tell if they have big cocks."

"Luck of the draw. Bat those beautiful emerald eyes at them, and they'll take their tally whacker out and let you inspect it."

"Don't I wish!" she laughed. "You do come up with some quaint expressions."

"Campfire talk."

She arranged one of the saddles and blankets, then motioned for Jody to sit on the blanket and lie back with his head on the saddle. He lay down and stretched out, his heart pounding with eager anticipation. He reached out to round up her abundant, dangling tit mounds as she knelt by his hip.

She leaned over and trailed her soft, damp lips from his shoulder down his chest. Her hands skimmed along his sides with feathery touches. His cock swelled to full erection, almost painfully hard, throbbing strongly as heavenly sensations flowed through him.

The tip of her tongue fluttered over one of his nipples, then her lips covered it and she began to suck. One delicate hand glided down his stomach and into his groin. His muscles tightened convulsively and a deep groan rumbled from his chest as she began to caress his hard cock with feathery fingertips.

"I'm glad you're home, Kathleen," he said softly. "No woman sucks and fucks as well as you do."

"I like to suck and fuck you, Jody," she whispered. "I'm a better cocksucker now."

"Show me."

Her supple lips and the tip of her tongue skimmed down his body, leaving a fiery path on his skin. She wrapped her dainty fist around his cock and began to stroke it slowly. He groaned again, deeper this time.

He watched her as she hovered over his cock and held the swollen, shiny crown tenderly between her palms. The muscles in his thighs trembled. His cock twitched. His breath began to come in shallow, hoarse pants.

She bent lower and touched the bloated knob with her soft lips. Her pink tongue slithered out and circled the crown, creating an almost unbearable feeling. He lifted his hips and thrust his cock at her mouth.

She pushed him back down. "Let me do it my way, baby. If you shove that big thing down my throat, you'll choke me."

She opened her mouth wide, lowered her head, and began swallowing his stiff rod. It slid into her throat steadily, going in further and further, taking him by surprise. She had never been able to swallow more than half of it. Her humid, loving mouth on his cock made his excitement soar. His breathing changed to ragged gasps. She held the base of his stem with both hands and lowered her head until the tip of his prick touched the back of her throat. She swallowed hard, and let it go a little deeper.

"My God!" he gasped. "No one's ever swallowed that much of my cock!"

Kathleen lifted her head and grinned. "I told you I'm a better cocksucker now."

"God, girl, you got that right!"

His body quivered and jerked as she swallowed his prick again. She began to suck, bob her head up and down, and hum. All at the same time. Saliva flowed down the shaft of his prick. She sucked noisily as her head began to bounce faster. Watching the foxy young redhead fuck herself in the mouth with his cock magnified the sensations flowing through his body. His hips began to move in rhythm with the bobbing of her head.

His hankering to cum began to gather, quickly ballooning into a seething pressure inside him. The tension surged and swelled higher, seeking release. Her head began moving faster. The watery sounds coming from her mouth became more boisterous. Every muscle in his body began to vibrate like a plucked fiddle string.

Kathleen began to stroke the shaft of his cock as she sucked on the bloated crown. The pressure of his imminent orgasm swelled higher and his hips lifted off the saddle blanket. Her head moved faster. A quiver raced through him and the climax he needed so badly burst forth.

Cum gushed into her throat. She swallowed rapidly and continued to bob her head up and down. His slick cream slid down her gullet. She continued to stroke his shaft and began to knead his balls, and more cum spurted out of his cock. He writhed in the throes of ecstasy, virtually helpless, as she fed on his pumping prick and drank his cum.

His cock stopped spewing and his ass hit the ground with a soft thud. She sucked up the last drops of his cum, then rolled his cock around in her mouth with her tongue. She let his depleted organ slide from her mouth and gave it an affectionate kiss. Then she raised up and planted a deep kiss full on his mouth.

"How was that?" she asked with a big grin.

"Super fantabulous, baby! You had it all the way down your throat. That's extraordinary!"

She picked his cock up between her thumb and forefinger. "Mmmmmm, it is pretty big when it's hard, isn't it? Maybe you just haven't run across a woman who knows how to suck cock."

"Not a matter of knowing how, baby, but a matter of desire and skill." He scooted down and lay flat. "Sit on my face, darling, and let this old cowboy chow down at the wye."