1. Use Me Like a Whore


    Date: 8/13/2015, Categories: Historical, Author: Cyndy, Rating: , Source: LushStories

    close, so we didn’t often get to see other people. It was always special to have visitors or to go and visit someone. I loved having company, especially once our house was finished. Sometimes other pioneers traveling west would stop in for a meal or to rest their horses. I enjoyed hearing the latest news, even though it was usually months old. I was happy to see couples with children, but always felt sad that I was still barren. Was it me? Was it Thomas? Was it Providence? I didn’t know or understand. Like Thomas, I also was becoming frustrated, especially since he seemed to be losing interest in sex. I knew he wanted a family badly, but how could we if he didn’t give me his seed? My desire for sex seemed to be growing and replacing my desire to be with child. I longed to be touched, kissed, and to have intercourse. I really enjoyed how I felt when and after I climaxed. During times I was treating myself, I didn’t stop until I had at least two orgasms. It seemed to reduce my frustrations. As much as I loved Thomas loving me and being intimate, sometimes I just wanted to have sex! Maybe it came from seeing so many animals doing it, or hearing others while we were on the wagon train. I don’t know for sure, but I was a young girl and I had strong wants and desires. Some times when Thomas was off working in the fields or helping a neighbor, I would strip naked and please myself. I would lie on our bed and use my fingers, imagining that it was a man’s large rod getting ready to ...
    unleash its load deep inside me. Once I left the front door, pretending that a handsome man was standing there watching me. Things changed when I first used a candle. That candle became my favorite tool for orgasms. With one hand I would use it just like a man going in and out of me. In and out, deeper and deeper! With my other hand I would play with my clitoris. The closer I was to climaxing, the faster the candle's movement. Recently Thomas was away for a few days hunting with our neighbor Jake. I was working in the fields when I heard horses getting closer. Two young fellows rode up and introduced themselves as James and Amos, brothers traveling west. I naturally invited them for a meal. They wanted to clean up first, so I suggested they use the stream to bathe. Both the men seemed to be handsome, but I would know better after they scrubbed off the dirt and mud. Hearing them in the stream and knowing that they would be naked made me curious. I quietly trotted over to some trees near the water and peeked out. Both the men were fully naked. Standing in the water, they were washing themselves down. Watching their hands on their own bodies sent a shiver through me. I imagined their hands moving over my nakedness. I wondered what their rods would look like when they were hard. I wished I had my candle with me right then! I quietly went back to the cabin. Closing the door behind me, I leaned against it and lowered my hand between my legs. I knew my wetness was increasing. I could ...
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