1. Denver Auction


    Date: 8/23/2015, Categories: True Story, Author: iqtpy, Rating: 76.2, Source: sexstories.com

    On a hot autumn day, face up, I lie back in an open field in an attempt to keep my all-over body tan. With my arms behind my head, thinking of the night before, I get a powerful twinge between my legs. Enjoying the lingering thoughts of last night and the sexual sensations I’m feeling now, I decide to get up and check out the possibilities of double dipping with Dallas. I lick my lips, hmmm! Dallas was last night's prize I won at the charity auction, "Preservation of the Wild Mustang". He was gorgeous and shy. I was having too many shots of Yukon Jack. The next thing I knew I was hearing, "Come up little Lassie and Claim Your Hunk!” I didn't even want to know how much of my winnings I spent from today’s rodeo in Denver. I took third overall in the bull riding event. The prize money was good. Getting up from the meadow, I put on my clothes in a half-assed way hoping they would later come off with little effort. A raggedy pair of shorts, cowboy boots, and a crop top held together with just a couple of ribbon ties. I was ready! Dally was whittling on a piece of wood he’d found while sitting on the porch of the old cabin. That was where we ended up after all the hoopla of the auction the night before. The splinters in my knees, my palms, even my toes, reminds me what happened last night. What the hell! Playing teacher has its price. But I’m not going to do that trick again! The cabin belonged to Dallas' grandfather. While making my way over to my prize, I walked with a swagger ...
    in my step. My thumbs were in my belt loops, making my shorts ride even lower on my hips. I put on my come-hither face, and batted my baby greens. I was trying to catch Dally's attention. It didn't seem to be working. After a while, I decided another approach may be the ticket. Thinking for a minute and smiling, I tossed off my Stetson cowboy hat into the air, veered to the left, and dove off the end of the dock, into the cool water of the pond. “Nice” I said, as I paddled and spun around. Dally just looked at me, shaking his head while laughing. He continued whittling, as I climbed out of the water and stood on the shore. I took my boots off, one at a time. Smiling, I bent back and emptied the water of one boot on my chest. The other boot I poured into my mouth, letting the water run out and down my chin. I never took my eyes off the gold ring, I’d bought the night before. I put my soggy boots back on, and started strutting over to him. Dripping wet, and blowing the water drops off the end of my nose, I gave a shake, sending my drenched hair flying. With my shorts wide open, Dallas could see I wasn't wearing any panties. Continuing towards him, all my seduction tactics had turned me on. Now I was wet inside as well! I pulled on the top ribbon of my little yellow see-through crop top, letting the ribbon flow softly in the breeze. As my shirt opened, Dally could see my rock-hard nips as the breeze blew across my chest. With a piece of wood in one hand and a knife in the other, ...
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