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Post by wildthing on Feb 9, 2007 20:47:44 GMT -5
Riding a bronc was not like riding a woman, or atleast not for Matt. He was a considerate lover, never rough with the women he'd slept with, even when he had been drunk. His kiss became a little rough, urgent and passionate. As she freed him from his jeans, he moved on top of her and unclipped her bra. His kisses moved lower and became more gentle, caressing one rosy nipple and then next. His work hardened hands were gentle as they traveled up her thighs to her womanhood.
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Post by Carhartt on Feb 9, 2007 23:35:37 GMT -5
Watching him pull his pants off she closed her amazing blue eyes thn felt his hands upon her self and tensed then calmed down. SHe leaned into him as she felt her bra become loose and fall off as she grabbed the blanket as the passion began. She felt his thrush and trushed back. Slowly it was all am easy process as love was made in the cool summer night. As a couple minutes passed sweat began to bead down her body as she had her smooth shaved legs around his waist making it easier for both of them. Her hair began to stick to herself anf him as the heat built between the two who were of one.
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Post by wildthing on Feb 9, 2007 23:41:34 GMT -5
Matt's well toned body glistened with sweat as he moved atop her. His strength sapped and his body sated, he rolled off of her to lay beside her. She was a petite thing and he didn't want her to have to hold his bulk any longer. He gave her a languid kiss, shifting his weight onto an elbow so that he could look at her. "You are so beautiful." He didn't know what she saw in a rough halfbreed cowboy like himself, but he couldn't help but start to love her.
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Post by Carhartt on Feb 9, 2007 23:50:57 GMT -5
About forty five minutes passed and she was tired and felt him roll off of her as a sigh of air was taken in then let out slowly. She heard him and thought it was a lie, she wan't, or so she thought. She felt as if she was not as pretty as most girls and surprised what a very good looking rough cowboy saw in a city girl, or was a city girl. She laughed at what he said and replied slowly, [Thanks, and your amazing.] She ouched his chest with her soft finger as she bit her bottom lip as she looked up at the stars.
Dan walked in the barn seeing no sign of Trixie, Matt, or Daisy. He knew or he assumed what was true. He grabbed a halter sliped it on Carhartt and they were gone. Daisy was in heat and he knew Carhartt would most likely follow and plus Dan saw the layed down grass so he followed it as he saw the jump and Carhartt lept over it without struggle and they were dashing closer and closer to them every second.
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Post by wildthing on Feb 9, 2007 23:55:12 GMT -5
They were from two different worlds and Matt didn't see how it could work, but he wanted it to, would do his d**ndest to see that it did. He pulled her close and kissed her forehead. This scared him a little. Being so close to someone he barely knew. Wanting to be so close to someone he barely knew. It had never been that good before and he knew it was because of her that this time had been so amazing. Everything had been perfect.
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Post by Carhartt on Feb 10, 2007 1:29:19 GMT -5
She didn't know if it was the age difference or the curosity of such a differnt world as hers. She liked him alot, but not enough to say love. She turned over to look at Daisy as the mare was laying down asleep. Slowly Trixie stood up and slid her bra on, pulled her jeans up, and then buttoned her shirt up. She was facing Daisy but turned her head to Matt to see what he was doing as her long curly hair fell past her shoulders and her amazing blue eyes almost glowed in the cool summer night.
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Post by wildthing on Feb 10, 2007 1:49:21 GMT -5
Matt lay back against the blanket as Trixie put her things back on. He stared up at the night sky, identifying constellations almost unconsciously. His ancestors had travelled by the stars and his grandfather had taught him a little of such navigation. He sighed contentedly as he watched Trixie's slender form move about. He finally rose himself and pulled on his pants, threading his belt back through the loops. His shirt had been lost somewhere in the dark. He'd come back tomorrow and see if he could find it, if not, it was a small price to pay for such an evening.
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Post by Carhartt on Feb 10, 2007 11:32:10 GMT -5
After all Trixie's clothes were on she looked at Matt seeing he couldn't find his shirt and she began to look for it. The passion that they made was running through her head like crazy. SHe never rembered it so good before. He was so loving and gentle and, well she didn't know.... She thought she was in love back home with her ex-boyfriend that she broke up cause she was leaving but hell, no he was nothing compared to Matt. Every now and then she would look at him intensly and then look away. Slwoly she looked by hind the big oak and saw nothing. Then in a bush next to it she found his buttoned up shirt and smiled lightly as she turned and tried to make her way to him. Theonly problem was her boots got stuck in one of the roots of the tree and she went flying forward and ran into Matt. Her knees hit the ground first as she practically hugged his legs and all her weight was into him as she closed her amazing blue eyes as all herlong curly flew behind her then wrapped around her pretty little face.
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Post by wildthing on Feb 10, 2007 15:15:02 GMT -5
Matt walked over to Daisy and patted the sleepy mare's two toned-neck. She was a nice horse, not quite as nice as his gelding, but she had great lines and was well trained, perfect Trixie. He didn't want the evening to end, but knew they were already pushing it staying out so late. He turned to see if Trixie was ready to go and suddenly found himself being tackled by her. He'd have been fine if he'd been expecting it, but he hadn't been. He found himself flat on his bare back on the cold ground, gasping for breath and laughing. "Trix, if you wanted me again, you could have just asked." He knew it hadn't been on purpose, but it was still an amusing situation.
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Post by Carhartt on Feb 10, 2007 15:28:36 GMT -5
Smacking into him she felt him go down. Feeling bad knowcking him down but then laughed at what he said. She softly replied as she blew out air with her hair flying up then came back down on her face again. Sweetly she replied, [Sorry. My feet got stuck and then I yah fell. Sorry.] Slowly she tried standing but her leg got cuaght in his and fell on his again. Not hard though she wasn't heavy but not too skinny. She landed on him with an ugh out of her soft lips. [ah... Sorry. I'm a little clumbsy I guess.] Laughing sweetly she lightly looked into his eyes and smiled sweetly with her haircovering her face lightly tickling his face.
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Post by wildthing on Feb 10, 2007 16:14:35 GMT -5
The air whooshed out of him again as she fell back on top of him. His arms circled her back, holding her against him. "I think maybe you should just stay down her." He brushed her hair from his face and met her lips with a gentle kiss, not feeling the slightly sore ribs or the cold ground on his naked back.
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Post by Carhartt on Feb 10, 2007 16:18:47 GMT -5
A light giggle was sent as she felt his kiss and what he said. SHe stayed as she felt the kiss on her soft cold lips. His lips were warm on his as She looked up and Daisy stood up and nickered loudly and Trixie heard pounding hooves. [Oh my GOd Its Dan Matt! BUt this on.] SHe stood up pushing his shirt into as she didn't know what to do. So she just stood there and replied, [PUT IT ON hurry!]
Dan let Carhartt go as Carhartt heard the mares nicker and bolted even faster for Daisy was in heat and he was a stallios so he was shooting towars her. He was about a half a mile hoping not for the worse as he had a shotgun in his hand as he rode bare back.
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Post by wildthing on Feb 10, 2007 18:13:09 GMT -5
Well, time to face the music, somebody had to pay the band. Matt had known Dan would find out sooner or later, but he'd hoped it would be later and under different...circumstances. He hastily pulled his T-shirt over his head and went to stand by Trixie. He could have tried to hide in the dark bushes, but he was going to face up to being caught, not leave Trixie to make up a story on her own. Dan didn't have to know exactly what they'd been up to, just a moonlight ride and a few harmless kisses. "If he outright shoots me, you can have Tex and Rebel. Rebel's a sucker for bacon." Might as well keep it as light as possible until Hell broke loose.
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Post by Carhartt on Feb 10, 2007 19:59:01 GMT -5
Slowly she looked around to see. He could hide Then she heard what he aid and elbowed him in the stomach and replied, [Don't say that. Hurry hide. I have a story.] SHe turned and pushed him away near a push and replie, [Hurry!] Daisy stepped uneasy hearing the stallion come as a loud nicker was released from Carhartt and Trixie looked at Matt with her eyes widdening to say HIDE!
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Post by wildthing on Feb 10, 2007 21:52:26 GMT -5
Well, he wasn't going to argue if that's what she wanted. He preferred to stay in one piece if possible. He ducked into the shadows, stumbling through the underbrush until he found a fallen tree. He hunkered down behind it, just listening and waiting as the hoofbeats got closer. They were so dead! If Dan was rough on her, Matt wouldn't hesitate to come out to her defense, thought that would probably just get them in more trouble.
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