1. Josie in Tombstone


    Date: 9/15/2015, Categories: Historical, Author: billybroadband, Rating: , Source: LushStories

    then, and I felt Mr. Earp tense up, as if he were embarrassed or perhaps merely shy. I distracted him by noting the brightness of the moon and how the moonlight made the streets of Tombstone look almost romantic, quite a feat given the ramshackle appearance of the town. He grinned a bit in agreement, and turned and caught my eye. I tried to hold his gaze, and was mildly surprised to see him drop his eyes to my bosom, the top half of which were quite visible. I realized that I did not mind at all if Mr. Earp chose to survey my bosom. In fact, I will admit to straightening my posture just a bit, in order to better afford my companion a view of my bounty. I kept my eyes on Mr. Earp’s and when he looked back up into them I gave him my most accommodating smile. I’ve known enough men to know what effect my smile has on them. He appeared not in the least bit embarrassed then, but rather he smiled in return, and his eyes twinkled a bit as he stole yet another glance at my tits. “Why, Mr. Earp, you are as bold as your reputation maintains,” I giggled at him, hugging his arm tighter. He thought for a moment, looking straight ahead now, before turning to me again with his eyes boring into mine. “It must be the moonlight, it seems to have gone to my head,” he countered. “Pardon me, but what shall I call you? It occurs to me that we have yet to be properly introduced.” “Why, you must call me Josie or Josephine, if you wish to be more formal,” I said, “although from you I believe that I ...
    should greatly prefer informality, sir.” “Oh? And why would that be, Josie?” I liked the way his mouth fit around my name. I determined then and there that I should never grow tired of that. I stopped and disengaged my arm from his and faced him. I felt a blush redden my cheeks as he stopped, somewhat surprised, and looked at me again with that direct way that he had. I could not read the expression on his face at that moment; he must be quite good at bluffing at cards, I thought. “Because, Mr. Earp, I find you most intriguing. You seem a gentleman, you dress as a gentleman, and you have a sterling reputation, as far as I know. And yet you look at me in a way that seems to lay me bare to you. You took to my defense quickly just now when those cowboys were making me …uncomfortable… and yet you……” It was then that he reached and grabbed me by the arm and drew me to him, interrupting me. I barely had time to contemplate what he was doing before his lips covered mine and he was kissing me, kissing me with abandon right there on the street. I suppose I should have tried to be ladylike and put up at least a show of resistance, but I saw the determination in his eyes as he drew me to him and I welcomed it. Just like that, upon receiving his first kiss, I felt an attraction unlike anything I’d ever felt for a man. His moustache tickled me and I giggled a little into his mouth, but that only seemed to inflame his ardor and he renewed his assault, which I eagerly received. He seemed ...
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