Chapter 7
Dallas woke slowly, coming aware of her surroundings only gradually. Damn, what was wrong with her. She had never felt so tired in her life.
Then it hit her. Jess. Abruptly, she sat up, looking all around her. He was nowhere to be seen. "Fuck 'em and forget 'em," she murmured in disgust. Her every muscle crying out in protest, she climbed to her feet and got dressed.
She checked the watch on her wrist and gasped in astonishment. "No! It can't be." She scanned the sky and noted the position of the sun. She had indeed slept through the night and into the next day. What was she ever going to offer by way of explanation, not only to Jeremy and Nate, but Roger Layton as well.
"I found this hiker, see, and he was . . . he was . . . oh, hell he was just about the sexiest looking thing I'd ever laid eyes on. So, we fucked each other's brains out for about five hours, fell asleep and . . . " The story sounded unbelievable even to her own ears.
She trudged back to the Jeep, determined to face whatever punishment Roger might have in store for her. He was her boss, after all. And her first day on the job, after all of his faith in her, she had failed him.
On the drive back to the ranger headquarters she found herself remembering how sexy Roger had looked that first day. He may be older, but she imagined, too, that he was also much wiser in the ways of the world, than hard asses like Jeremy Lake could ever be.
As much as she might not want to admit it, her fuck with Jess overnight had re-awakened long buried feelings. She had discovered, much to her chagrin, that she was still the same sex-crazed girl she'd been during her first year of college, before she'd decided to be a ranger. The more she thought of Roger, the less she thought about him as being her boss, but being a potential stud instead. He was a very handsome man. If he wanted her to "pay" for her indiscretion yesterday, perhaps they could come to some sort of understanding.
She parked the Jeep, grateful to note that Jeremy and Nate were nowhere in sight. They might take a little different kind of persuading. Especially Jeremy and that abominable bet of his. As horny as she was right now, she wouldn't mind losing the bet just to get a chance to fuck Jeremy. It was too bad that losing the bet would also mean losing her job. That she could never allow. As much as she wanted a lover, she had paid too high a price for her career to simply give it up for a roll in the hay.
She strode over to Roger's office door. Taking a deep breath, she knocked.
"Come in," said the husky male voice.
Damn, Dallas thought a little desperately, just listening to Roger speak makes me want to rip the clothes from his body and make love to him. All hope for a rational conversation was lost when she walked into his office.
Roger was sitting behind his massive oak desk, his shirt open at the collar, the beginning of a mat of dark chest hair just visible at the base of his throat. Her pussy was on red alert.
"Where the hell have you been?" he snapped, though his eyes were not nearly so angry as his words. He stood up, coming over to her. "I've been worried sick. I had half the park service looking for you."
"I'm sorry," she stammered. "Truly."
"So where were you?"
How could she tell him she was screwing her buns off all night with a total stranger? Helplessly, she stared at Roger, her eyes swimming with unshed tears.
Roger put his arm around her shoulders. "There, there, it's all right. You don't need to cry about it. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have been so harsh. You got lost didn't you?"
It was the perfect cut. She nodded meekly. "I feel like such a fool."
"Don't you worry about it. It happens to the best of us sometimes." He laughed. "I'm just glad it wasn't more serious. Jeremy and Nate were rounding up some lost hikers last night themselves. This is wildlife country, you know."
Her cunt tingled. Yes, she knew. She knew too well."
"Are you all right?" he asked, his voice concerned. "You look a little flushed. Believe me, you don't have to be embarrassed about getting lost in country like we have here in the park."
"No, no, it's not that. Really. It's . . . " She couldn't keep the desire she felt from showing in her eyes.
Roger's hand came up, cradling the side of her head. "Damn, I wondered if you felt it, too."
"Oh, Roger, fuck me. Fuck me now. Here. In your office, please."
He quickly went to the door and locked it, then strode back to her, undoing the rest of the buttons of his shirt as he walked.
Then he undid her buttons, the passion in his warm eyes growing red hot, as he studied the firm contours of her high breasts. "Damn, you are beautiful, Dallas. Just beautiful. I can't wait to get my mouth on your breasts."
He slid the shirt off of her shoulders, then eased her bra to the floor as well. His hands kneaded the pliant flesh of her boobs, circling the stiffening nipples with expert slowness.
With just the tip of his index finger he toyed with each bud, until each was as firm and hard as twin pricks. Then he put his mouth to her right cone, suckling, tasting, delighting in her groan of pleasure.
She had no patience for slowness, as much as she craved the moment to go on forever. Quickly, she shed the rest of her clothes while Roger did the same with his own. Then she pulled him to the floor beside her, forcing his mouth back to her tits to continue the highly erotic suckling.
He licked, lapped, laved the twin cones, giving as much care and consideration to one as to the other. Back and forth, his tongue trailed, until she writhed beneath him.
"I need your cock now, Roger," she moaned. "Please, you've got me so hot. I've got to have your cock. Now! Don't make me wait any longer!"
"I need to stick my meat in you," he said hoarsely. "I haven't been this hard in years. Oh, my dear sweet, Dallas. Look what you've done to my dick."
She stared at the rock-hard member, jutting from his crotch. It was magnificent. Not as big, certainly, as Jess's had been, but just as potent. Her thighs parted of their own accord.
"Fuck me! Stick it in! Now!"
He spread himself on top of her, the tip of his prick probing the entrance to her slit.
"Oh, that's it, that's it!" Dallas couldn't believe how good she was feeling. In a way, it was even better than with Jess. Because she cared about Roger, she really did. And for a more mature man, he had to have the best cock she'd ever felt in her cunt in her life. She could feel the muscles of her pussy contracting on the swollen rod, her juices flowing freely. She was already close, damn close to coming all over the damned floor.
"Oh Dallas, you are tight!" Roger murmured. "I've never had such great pussy!"
The slurping, sucking noises of his prick thrusting in and out of her cunt only heightened her already sense-crazed emotions. She bucked and writhed beneath him, oblivious to their surroundings. Someone could knock on the door at any moment. Someone could overhear the sounds of their lovemaking. That someone could even be Jeremy or Nate. But right now the whole damned park could step inside Roger's office and she wouldn't have cared.
"Aaah, Dallas, baby, I'm going to come. I'm going to cream in your cunt any second now."
Dallas's cunt slurped in happy response. She was out of her mind now. All she could think, hope, or know was the joy of Roger's prick as he slammed it in and out of her slavering hole.
"I'm going to come, too, Roger. Oh, I'm going to come, too." Her cunt spasmed wildly, spewing juices all around the thickened length of his cock. "It's happening!" she shrieked. "It's happening. Oh, Roger, come with me! Let me feel your cream explode inside me. Hurry, Roger, hurry! Come with me now."
Roger needed no further encouragement. His balls already felt like the inside of a volcano ready to let loose. "This is it, Dallas!" he yelled, bowing to the lust in his loins and sending spurt after spurt of hot, sticky cum into her cunt. It seemed like forever since he'd enjoyed sex more. Damn, he knew he hadn't been wrong when he'd asked Dallas Marshall to come to work for him.
"More! More!" Dallas's bouncing cunt couldn't get enough of his cum. "I want to eat it, Roger! I want to eat every last fucking drop."
Roger's cock plopped out of her snatch. He watched in awe as the voluptuous Dallas immediately set to the task of licking off his prickly cock and balls, not missing so much as a single drop of his cream. He had never expected such first-class treatment.
Dallas licked and laved her tongue all along the swollen, syrupy length of his prick. She moaned happily, delighting in the salty taste of his juice. Over and over she asked herself if maybe she was just a little crazy to be taking a chance like this. If Jeremy caught her like this he would have the excuse he needed to railroad her out of the service. But the taste of Roger's cock reminded her all too well that it was worth the risk. Damn, she couldn't believe how good cock could taste right after a fresh cum.
"Roger, do you think you could lick my cunt for a little while, too?" she inquired shyly.
"I'd love to," he said, diving into the proffered feast. "It's been a long time since I tasted good puss!" He teased her clit with the tip of his tongue, then stabbed the length of it into her dripping hole. "Keep sucking my prick, Dallas, honey. I love the feel of your mouth on my cock."
Dallas didn't have to be asked twice. She went for the cock as eagerly as he had gone for her pussy.
"Ah, that's it. That's it. You have one terrific mouth on you. I can't believe it." He, too, was long past caring whether or not anyone came along. Dallas was all his. In fact, he was finding it damned difficult to remember when or if he had any appointments coming up this afternoon. He thought about Jeremy seeing him going down on Dallas. Hell, the arrogant bastard could put on a touch act, but Jeremy would be jealous as hell to see Roger's tongue in Dallas's snatch.
"Where did you learn to suck so good?" Dallas asked shyly.
"Majored in it in college," he joked. "Wildlife biology. There's not much wilder life anywhere than the human female." He gasped. "Damn, sweet thing," he murmured, "you're going to have me creaming again if you keep up that fantastic sucking."
"Oh, Roger, could you?" she cooed. "I'd love to feel you come in my mouth. That would be almost as good as your coming in my cunt." Her mind reeled with the possibilities, cum cream oozing down her throat at the same time it still oozed from her pussy.
Now her cunt ruled her every thought, every action. She was going to make certain Roger did exactly what he had promised. He was going to cream again.
Her mouth worked the thick prick up and down, up and down. In seconds it was hard and ready, just the way she liked her cocks best. Her tongue lashed the swollen cockhead with expert strokes. Probing the tiny hole at its tip reminded her of the tasty treat that would soon be hers alone.
"Damn, you've got great cum," she mumbled, not wanting to pull her head back from the prick long enough to make her words distinct.
Roger was in a world of feeling, a world of lusty abandon. The feel of her fingers soon joined with the mastery of her tongue, as she massaged the burning flesh of his cock.
Dallas covered Roger's prick with her own sweet saliva before spreading her lips wide enough to go even further in her ministrations. Closing her eyes and holding her breath, she plunged the thick meaty prick all the way into the steaming heat of her drooling mouth.
Roger's hips shot upward as he felt his cock engulfed in the searing wetness of the ranger's face. He reveled in the feel of her full, rich lips straining to fit around his fair-sized cock. And as he felt the muscles in his legs jerk spasmodically, the swollen length of his prick slammed into the back of Dallas's throat.
"Baby, I hope you'll be coming to my officer every day, and I do mean coming!" He sighed heavily, barely able to keep from crying out so intense was his pleasure. He could only thank the stars that his work schedule was a light one today. He didn't want anyone interrupting this bit of incredible good fortune.
Tiny beads of sweat formed on Dallas's forehead as she sucked faster and harder on Roger's cock. Her fingers moved down the length of his prick until they reached his hair-covered balls. Very carefully, almost reverently, she began to fondle the sensitive nuts.
She pumped her face up and down the length of him for all she was worth. Then gently she scraped her perfect white teeth over the burning flesh as she sucked. The buxom ranger could feel the gorgeous cock swelling to even greater proportions as she continued to work her slavering mouth over the hot prick.
Roger's fingers dug into the trailing softness of her hair, as he had to fight harder and harder not to scream. Damn, she was driving him out of his mind. He couldn't concentrate on anything but the wonder of what she was doing to his body. His mouth fell away from her cunt. He groaned his ecstasy. His balls were at the eruption point and yet he didn't want to come just yet. He wanted to savor this moment for as long as possible.
"I'm trying to hold back," he gasped. "I want to save up every last drop of cum I can for you."
"That's not fair," she managed against the head of his prick. "I want you to come now. I'm so hot to feel your cum shoot into my mouth, my cunt is on fire. Just stick your face back in there and find out for yourself."
"You talked me into it!" he rasped. "Get that cunt of yours over my face right now. Hurry! I can't hold back much longer. Hurry."
Dallas quickly shifted her position so that her pussy was just inches from Roger's face. All the while her mouth never left his rock-hard cock. Anticipating the contact, she very slowly lowered her cunt to Roger's already eagerly darting tongue.
His tongue drove deep inside her, gulping down the mixture of their two juices. Over and over he jabbed at her hole, tickling and licking at her clit as he did so. Her response was both predictable and overwhelming from the first contact with her clit. She bucked up and down, forcing her cunt to grind against his face with each of her downward motions.
"Cream in my mouth!" he begged. "I want your juice just as much as you want mine."
Her head bobbed up and down in agreement, but nothing would get her to take her mouth away from his prick now, not even her own orgasm. She wanted his jism, she wanted it badly. Up and down she stroked, faster, faster.
"Drink it all for me, sweetheart!" he said. "And I'll drink all of yours! Oh, I just know it's going to be sweet. Your cunt is the sweetest I've ever tasted."
She wriggled her cunt in gratitude for the compliment, nearly spewing her juice when his lips sucked lovingly on her clit. Her lips strained to fit around the cock that seemed to grow larger with each suck she made. Her jaws ached, but she continued to suck him for all she was worth. Her lust-crazed brain had only one coherent thought--to make him come at the same moment her own cunt let loose with the torrent of juices she felt damned inside her.
"I'm ready!" she gasped. "I'm ready!" She licked and laved and lapped at the hard rod of his cock, praying he too would cry out his readiness to erupt.
"Now, baby, now!" He grunted and moaned as his prick shot wad after wad of jism into her eager mouth. At the same instant he was all but drowned in the flood of juices streaming forth from her pussy. He drank and gulped and still more juices came. She was like a free flowing river. He felt her mouth doing the same for him. Her lips held his cockhead prisoner, slurping and sucking and drinking down his cum.
"You're the best, Roger!" she shrieked. "I'm coming again! Coming, coming, cooommmmiin-ngg!" All coherent thought was lost as she fell over the edge of madness.
Long minutes later, Dallas opened her eyes to the sight of Roger lying peacefully beside her on the floor of his office, asleep.
Never had she felt so at ease. How could she ever have given up sex for the sake of her career? She simply loved it too much. From now on she intended to make up for lost time. Jeremy Lake had best be on his guard.
He wanted to win their bet to get her out of the rangers, and he wanted to humiliate her by fucking her. But now Dallas was more determined than ever to win the wager herself-to stay in the rangers and to give Jeremy Lake the screwing of his life!