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Go West Woman, Go West - Part 4  

RangeBull70 53M
52 posts
12/10/2021 3:03 pm

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12/10/2021 3:54 pm

Go West Woman, Go West - Part 4


Part 4 of the Series

Go West Woman, Go West is loosely paraphrased from the famous statement made by Horace Greely - Go West Man! Go West in an Editorial in the New York Tribune in the 1865.

The remainder of this installment is posted in the comments to preserve the formatting.

Please be sure to stop back Part 5.

I hope you enjoy the story.

Wednesday - Day Four

It was early, earlier than they had awoke so far this week. He sat on the edge of the bed as he grabbed her hand and pulled her down to him for a long, slow kiss when she returned to the room. When that urge was satiated, he slid a hand down to caress her firm and shapely bottom

She giggled and made a comment about how unsexy it must have been to have watched her march off to perform her morning ablutions.

He shook his head and said it was the - Most beautiful moon I have even seen!

An effortless and gorgeous smile swept across her face, and he pulled her in for another kiss. He pulled her closer and into his lap on the bed, nuzzled her neck, and attempted unsuccessfully to reposition himself in a way that did not involve her warm, soft skin touching his cock.

She sighed, and amusement crept into her eyes as she wiggled herself around to reinitiate contact against his cock that was starting to harden with every beat of his heart.

He slipped his hands into her hair, holding her head captive and kissed her. She pulled away and gently sucked on his lower lip; he let out a breathy sigh as she slid her hand down his chest to wrap her fingers around the<b> shaft </font></b>of his now very erect cock.

He slipped left hand from her hair, down over her shoulder, to trail his fingers over the curve of her right breast. Her breath hitched, causing her grip to tighten on him, as his thumb brushed her nipple, and his hand encompassed her breast. He made lazy circles around her nipple that rapidly hardened his attention.

She looked at him and seductively licked her lips as she moved her hand up and down on him like she could read his mind. - Do You like that? she coquettishly asked. He could only answer with a groan - obviously he liked it.

She had amazing hands, they knew exactly how and where touch him maximum effect. However, two could play at that game, as he bent into her and nuzzled her neck, he slipped his hand down her belly and between her legs where he ran his finger up and down her slick folds.

She gasped and he chuckled - Do you like that? he asked. She moaned.

He dipped his finger into her wetness - Is that a, yes? he teased.

She turned her head to his shoulder, grazed her teeth along his skin, gently nipped and moved upwards towards the nape of his neck - YES !.!

She panted breathlessly into his ear as she nibbled on his earlobe, generating an almost bearlike growl, deep from within his chest. She released her grip on him and lost all interest in manipulating his cock as she set herself adrift in the pleasure he generated inside her.

He rewarded her by sliding his index and middle fingers even deeper into her, pressing the palm of his hand against her clit at the same time. She wiggled against his palm and said - Yes, Right there ! Just like that ! as he circled his palm against her and made curling motions with his fingers.

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From the Gold Country of Northern California's Sierra Nevada Mountains,

Range Bull


RangeBull70 53M
696 posts
12/10/2021 3:13 pm

Wednesday - Day Four

It was early, earlier than they had awoke so far this week. He sat on the edge of the bed as he grabbed her hand and pulled her down to him for a long, slow kiss when she returned to the room. When that urge was satiated, he slid a hand down to caress her firm and shapely bottom

She giggled and made a comment about how unsexy it must have been to have watched her march off to perform her morning ablutions.

He shook his head and said it was the “Most beautiful full moon I’ve even seen!”

An effortless and gorgeous smile swept across her face, and he pulled her in for another kiss. He pulled her closer and into his lap on the bed, nuzzled her neck, and attempted unsuccessfully to reposition himself in a way that didn’t involve her warm, soft skin touching his cock.

She sighed, and amusement crept into her eyes as she wiggled herself around to reinitiate contact against his cock that was starting to harden with every beat of his heart.

He slipped his hands into her hair, holding her head captive and kissed her. She pulled away and gently sucked on his lower lip; he let out a breathy sigh as she slid her hand down his chest to wrap her fingers around the shaft of his now very erect cock.

He slipped left hand from her hair, down over her shoulder, to trail his fingers over the curve of her right breast. Her breath hitched, causing her grip to tighten on him, as his thumb brushed her nipple, and his hand encompassed her breast. He made lazy circles around her nipple that rapidly hardened under his attention.

She looked at him and seductively licked her lips as she moved her hand up and down on him like she could read his mind. “Do You like that?” she coquettishly asked. He could only answer with a groan - obviously he liked it.

She had amazing hands, they knew exactly how and where to touch him for maximum effect. However, two could play at that game, as he bent into her and nuzzled her neck, he slipped his hand down her belly and between her legs where he ran his finger up and down her slick folds.

She gasped and he chuckled. “Do you like that?” he asked. She moaned.

He dipped his finger into her wetness, “Is that a, yes?” he teased.

She turned her head to his shoulder, grazed her teeth along his skin, gently nipped and moved upwards towards the nape of his neck, “YES!”

She panted breathlessly into his ear as she nibbled on his earlobe, generating an almost bearlike growl, deep from within his chest. She released her grip on him and lost all interest in manipulating his cock as she set herself adrift in the pleasure he generated inside her.

He rewarded her by sliding his index and middle fingers even deeper into her, pressing the palm of his hand against her clit at the same time. She wiggled against his palm and said, “Yes … Right there … Just like that,” as he circled his palm against her sex and made curling motions with his fingers.

Remembering how much she had liked it when he kissed her neck the previous night, he used the hand playing with her nipple to take ahold of her hair again and gently tip her head to the side so he could access that sensitive part of her body.

He played with different techniques, anxious to learn everything he could about what turned her on. He discovered that when it came to her neck and her ears, there didn’t seem to be anything she didn’t like - gentle nibbling, light kissing, sharp bites … all seemed to make her moan.

The longer he nuzzled her neck the wetter she became. It wasn’t long before her hips began to rock against him, breathy moans and her nails digging into his shoulder told him she was going to come soon.

He pressed his lips against her ear, breathing softly on her skin as he moved his hand faster and harder against her clit as his fingers curled and probed inside her. “Come for me now, Right now,” he commanded.

Following his urging, she dropped her head against his shoulder and let out low, quivering moans and raspy panted breaths, the hand cupping her head pulled her into his shoulder. Her thighs clamped down, vise-like, on his hand and she shuddered - like stalks of grain buffeted by a prairie wind.

In a moment reminiscent of the famous scene in the film ‘When Harry Met Sally,’ she screamed with lusty delight, “Yes … Yes … Yes … Yes!!” Her face was flushed; her breath came in rapid, shallow pants, her nipples had tightened to rigid peaks that rivaled the hardness of diamonds, she raked her nails across his back and passionately sunk her teeth into the ball of his shoulder giving him that delicious pleasure/pain sensation as she rode the peak of her orgasm and melted into his arms.

He would watch her like this all day if he could, it was beautiful, and satisfying to know that he had the ability to bring such pleasure to her. Once her thighs relaxed enough to allow for more than the movement of his fingers, he resumed making slow circles between her legs, not applying much pressure, but simply letting her coast on her climax for as long as it lasted.

He marveled at the female body and its capacity for ecstasy and reflected on how disconnected and totally immersed in the moment she was.

When he carefully slid his hand from between her thighs, she rested her cheek in the curve of his neck. Her breath was warm, sweet, and delicate against his skin. His left hand reached up to smooth her hair and tuck the stray locks behind her ear; his right hand relaxed its grip on her hair to twine his fingers through her auburn mane.

He starred deeply into her eyes, savoring the moment when he felt her hand moving on his shaft again. Anticipating a return gesture, he was surprised when she slipped off his lap and down onto her knees, it was then that he realized he was in line for some something way better than some manual gratification.

He swallowed hard and stifled a groan as her warm mouth enveloped his cock. As she worked, she slid a hand up to his chest and attempted to push him back onto the bed. He resisted, but only because he liked the view from where he was; however, being in such a convivial mood, he submitted - but only partly, as he leaned back onto his elbows to watch.

The sight of her long, reddish hair draped across his thighs, not to mention the sight of those beautiful lips of hers wrapped around his shaft was one of the most erotic sights he’d ever witnessed.

She worked slowly, letting her hand travel up and down his length in time with her mouth. It was obvious she had no intention of rushing things.

She was taking her time as she lazily worked her tongue around the head of his cock, driving him crazy with every swirl. It felt so unbelievable that he started thinking he wasn’t going to last nearly as long as he hoped.

Just when he felt the unmistakable sensation of a climax beginning to stir, she took her mouth from him with an audible pop and looked up at him and said, “I need you inside of me right now,” she rose to lay beside him and motioned for him to reposition himself as she scooted herself to the head of their makeshift double bed and spread her legs wide gesturing for him to come to her.

The impulse to throw himself between those, sexy, toned thighs was hard to resist as he moved to position himself between her open legs. She looked stunning lying there, confident, arousal all over her face, anticipating his next move.

He moved closer and teased the head of his cock up and down her opening. She felt warm, wet, inviting, anxious as she wrapped her legs around his hips and whimpered softly, clearly enjoying the slow friction of the head of his cock against her clit.

If time permitted, he would tease her like that all day - but they didn’t have all day. He rolled his hips back and downward to direct his erection to her entrance. She gasped as the head of his cock pushed through her opening, and then bit her lip as he carefully rocked himself back and forth, going a little deeper with each motion.

She lifted her legs, hooked her ankles together around his back and forcefully pulled him all the way into her - to which she released a satisfied sigh huskily saying, “I said I needed you inside of me right now!”

She pulled at his shoulders with both hands pulling him down on top of her and then arched her neck allowing him to kiss her deeply. He pulled away slightly, rested on his forearms afraid he would hurt her petite frame with the mass of his upper body. Her quick move had forced him deep inside of her, which from the contented look on her face he could see it was exactly what she had wanted.

She unlocked her ankles and moved her legs down around his hips and gently pressed her heels into his ass. He laughed as he said, “A few days of riding a horse and you already learned how to dig the spurs in?” She responded with a smile and then clucked to him and said, “Giddy-Up Cowboy.”

What a way to start the day - everyone should be so blessed!

The rain the previous night had settled all the dust and an earthy smell mixed with the scent of pine hung on the air as they traveled to the south-east. The air was cool, fresh, and distracting which allowed the morning’s work to pass quickly.

They corralled what had been mustered in with the growing herd and as the dogs headed off to refresh themselves in the nearby stream she asked him, “How many do you think we have so far?”

His brow wrinkled a little as he did some mental math, “This morning’s bunch along with the others puts us over a hundred, closer to one-hundred-twenty-five head. That makes us about half-way done. This afternoon we’ll head towards the south, to an area where there is more feed, and we should find a pretty good group hanging out in that area.”

As he unsaddled their horses for the afternoon’s siesta. As they picketed them to graze, he talked about how certain cows liked to hang out in certain areas. They knew the landscape as well as he did. It was part of the reason that if a grazing permit was sold the cows usually went with the permit because they knew the terrain and the general limits of their territory.

Cattle like people had personalities and believe it or not they also tended to congregate in little cliques.

He also let her know that he had scheduled transportation for the gathered herd on Monday. She had to fly home on Sunday, so she would miss that interesting bit of work. There is nothing glamorous about loading cattle - it’s hot, dusty, sweaty, and quite often shitty work … literally! When cattle get stressed during loading then tend to evacuate their bowels, making it smelly, messy, and sometimes slippery work. She wouldn’t be missing much he explained.

After their midday meal, he excused himself and she could see him rummaging around in the back seat of his truck. He returned carrying a large box that wrapped in plain brown paper tied with a multi-colored, braided leather cord. He set the box in her lap and mysteriously said, “I believe you’ve earned this.”

Her face flushed as she looked at him. He gently said, “Go ahead, open it.” She carefully untied the cord, and while unfastening one side the paper she spotted the word ‘Stetson’ on a side of the box. A thrill of childish glee flowed through her, and she tore away the rest of the packaging to reveal the iconic image of a cowboy watering his horse out of his hat with the words ‘the last drop from his STETSON,’ that had graced the box of every Stetson hat for decades.

She delicately removed the lid of the box to reveal a fawn-colored, felt cowboy hat. She removed her ball cap from her head and replaced it with the gift. It fit just right. He said to her, “Every cowgirl needs her own hat. It’s part of the uniform,”

She beamed with delight and felt so proud as she looked at him and softly said, “I don’t know what to say, Thank You doesn’t seem like enough.”

He laughed, and answered her with, “You’re more than welcome. The look on your face is reward enough for me. Consider this an essential piece of equipment to protect you from the sun and rain and like I said - You’ve definitely earned it.”

She placed the box on the ground, rose from her seat, approached him, and wrapped her arms around his neck. She pushed the hat back on her head, stood on the tip of her toes and kissed him long, deep. Their tongues languidly danced a tango together as she felt his arms encircle her and settle on her bum; his hands began to knead her backside and the passion of their kiss warmed them both.

They broke their kiss and she looked up into his eyes and lustily said, “Thank You, Now I’d love to show you how much I like my gift.”

She took his hand and led him into the cabin, closed the door behind them and embraced him. They kissed softly at first then surrendering to a heated intensity that could light the surrounding forest on fire.

Boots and clothes were hastily removed marking a trail of reckless abandon across the room. They fumbled through the door into the sleeping area and bumped into their makeshift double bed. She removed the last thing he was wearing, his hat and pushed him back onto the bed.

His manhood eagerly flexed as she hungrily looked at him, reveling in his nakedness. She came to him, lying on top of him to resume where they had left off a few moments ago - wearing nothing but her new hat!

They lie there, face to face, skin to skin, bodies pressed together, as she ran two fingers along the side of his cheek and murmured softly against his lips, "Do you really think I look good in this hat?"

He smiled against her lips and nodded while saying, “Absolutely …”

She tilted her head back to look at him better, arching her back slightly, pressing her breasts into his chest, furrowing her brow she cast a skeptical glance at him and shook her head.

"I don't think so. I don't think you’re getting the full effect of this beautiful Stetson."

Planting her palms on his broad chest, she pushed up and straddled his torso. Her hot, wet, sex branding him like he did his calves every year before bringing the cattle to the mountains at the start of the summer grazing season.

In this moment and every moment after she owned him, she had marked him forever and he didn't mind that she knew it either!

He gave her curvy bottom a nice swat with his big hand, sending a satisfying ‘smack’ through the room. The corner of her mouth raised in a wicked smile against the slight sting, "That was a good one!"

"Damn right it was," he chuckled darkly while she slowly circled her pelvis against him, making him close his eyes for a second to enjoy the sensation. But he had to watch her - he was compelled to. Heavy lidded he peered up at her astride him wearing only the Stetson he had given her. Her full breasts gently swayed with her movements, the nipples little hard nubs of excitement.

The musky scent of her pussy filled his nostrils and ignited an immediate tightening in his groin. She drew her full lower lip in, teeth gently sinking into it while she reached up and lifted the weight of each breast into her hands, gently bobbling them up and down. When she released them, the movements caused her sexy orbs to gently sway back and forth. He watched with obvious pleasure and the intensity of his gaze made her entice him more.

She tightened her thighs around him and gently bounced on him placing her breasts in motion once more. He watched her mouth move, her lips parting seductively, her voice a discernible octave lower, as she slowly enunciated each syllable, "I Love Rid-ing You Way Bet-ter Than Lady, Cowboy." He watched as she spoke, when she pronounced the L in love, her tongue touched the top of her teeth, her lips pursed sensuously on the W in way, and her tongue seductively peeped through as she said the Th in than.

It was the hottest fucking thing he had ever witnessed and the need to ravish every inch of her body flowed through him.

He exhaled, "Oh My God ... You are SOO sexy. That reminds me of Marilyn Monroe singing Happy Birthday to JFK."

Her teeth flashed in a brilliant smile. She mockingly and surprisingly sang in a rather convincing Monroe, "Hap-pee Birth-Day MisTer PresiDenT. Hap -pee BirTH Day TOO You …" She leaned forward and smeared her breasts across his surprised mouth.

He growled in response, grabbing her harder than he wanted to. But that was the thing with her, she was so sexy and playful, she was all woman, and more importantly she made him feel like he was all man. He gave her another firm swat on the bottom, the sting of his hand on her delicate flesh echoed through the small room. It surprised her and she jumped slightly, emitting a startled giggle.

She loved pushing him. She loved seeing his face darken with passion and lust for her, his brow furrowed with intensity, hearing the groans she'd knew she was about to wring from his body. She liked to challenge him. Especially when he was taking his time with her, teasing her, torturing her.

She pushed away from him again and reached back to feel his hardness, stroking his length in her refined hand. She gently moaned with pleasure. She felt those first drops of pre-cum seeping from the velvety knob pressed against the palm of her hand - immediately her mouth flooded with saliva ... a Pavlovian response if there ever was one! She had to have it, she had to taste him, she needed it - Now!

Hat still firmly in place, she pivoted until she was in a reverse cowgirl position, her auburn hair flowing midway down her naked back. She peered saucily over her shoulder, "Y’all don't mind if I take a pull or two on that there pole of yours now do ya? I'm right parched ..." and giggled at her terrible attempt at a drawl that may have sounded more Foghorn Leghorn than anything else. It was still sexy, nearly everything she did was sexy, she oozed sex appeal by simply being herself.

He laughed at her. She was so adorable. Placing his arms behind his head he leaned back with feigned nonchalance, playing along with her, his eyes gleaming with anticipation said, “Oh, please by all means, I'm enjoying the view. Knock yourself out."

Her warm hand stroked him in a slight twisting motion from the base of his cock all the way to the top with a firm pressure. She paused to watch the glistening drop of precum bubble from the head. She just loved seeing that. Her hips unconsciously started to churn against him. She was so wet. It was always a struggle for her - giving pleasure gave her pleasure. The more she gave the more she wanted.

She scooted her bottom up towards his chest, laying on him, her forearms propped against his strong thick thighs, pushing them outwards so she had better access to him. Her full lips rained random slow kisses along his inner thighs, her silky hair brushed across his skin while her mouth drew closer and closer to his swollen, pulsing shaft.

He was really conflicted. He wanted to patiently wait and enjoy what was happening; but he was staring at her wide-open pink folds - they were shiny, wet, enticing, practically screaming at him to touch her. Every once and a while there would be a slight contraction of her opening as if beckoning him inside. Fuck, every fiber of his being was screaming with the need to touch her! She moved her hips in slight circles of desire telegraphing her need for him - for his touch, for his mouth, for his tongue, for his fingers.

She didn't wait, she pushed her bottom back even further so that her lips were scant inches from his face, she placed her knees above his shoulders and settled back onto his face, gently rubbing her lips against his chin - beckoning, drawing him in yet again.

Her left hand gently cupped and fondled his sack while her tongue encircled his velvety knob, making a slow languid lap at the salty drops as she groaned low in her throat with satisfaction. "Hmmm ... So good. You taste sooo good."
His eyes rolled back in his head, he could wait no longer, and he succumbed to his raging need to touch her by burrowing his mouth into her pussy. He wanted to be gentle, but she was driving him crazy to devour her.

Her voice broke, "Oh fuck yeah" and she ground back against him for a few seconds totally lost in the moment of pleasure. She reached back, spreading her own ass cheeks so he could get in there as deep as he could - his chin pressing, his mouth sucking, his tongue thrusting, probing, licking. She moaned out, “Oh my god you're soooo good, sooo good I can't stand it!”

The carnal decadence compelled her to pleasure him more. She wanted him - No needed him in her mouth! She eased away, gliding down his torso, her nipples grazing against his lower abdomen, and impaled her mouth on his cock, and taking him down her throat.

It was a battle now - Who could hold out? Who would crack first?

She worked his cock and balls with amazing skill. Her saliva spilled out onto his cock, and she deftly used her left hand to massage his balls and the taint behind them. She executed and an amazingly coordinated rhythm between hand and mouth, thumb and forefinger firmly encircling his shaft at the very base, pressing downward while her lips and mouth plunged endlessly up and down, her other hand massaging and cupping his balls, the sensations were everywhere and nothing like he had ever experienced it was a symphony of warmth, wetness, and hedonistic ecstasy that was downright delicious.

No one had ever given him this sort of pleasure before, and it was the most amazing oral pleasure he had ever received! She was a woman who definitely enjoyed sucking cock!

So engrossed was she on wringing out the groans from him and sucking his cock, that she had wriggled out of his reach. Unable to taste her anymore was frustrating him, he dearly wanted to return the favors she was providing.
Wrapping a heavy arm over her hips to anchor her, he slipped two fingers inside the pink hole that taunted him and thrust them deep inside. She jumped and let out a muffled groan and ground back hard against his hand.
The more he worked his fingers inside her, the more her mouth pistoned along his shaft. He loved the lusty noises of satisfaction as she swallowed his cock.

She gasped for air suddenly and let out an "Oh GOD!" before attacking his cock with renewed vigor. He felt his balls tightening and she could feel his shaft grow even more rigid. His legs stiffened and the arm around her waist became a steel band.

He ground out, "I'm gonna cum," as her right hand now pumped him firmly in long strokes in unison with her mouth, milking him in earnest until she felt those welcome spurts shooting to the back of her throat. She slowed her pace, giving long sensual strokes of her mouth - all the way up and slowly all the way back down; followed by long licks of her tongue. Her lips encircled the head, sucking; while her hand milked him gently; continuing - even as he began to soften, keeping him in her mouth, her cheek pressed against his neatly trimmed pubis, her mouth tenderly moving as one finger delicately traced a path up and down his shaft ...

She exhaled softly and he shivered at the sensation.

She smiled a very satisfied smile and thought to herself, "Yeah, good luck getting back to work this afternoon Cowboy. You need a serious nap after that."

After a brief nap and several hours riding they had a productive afternoon returning from the south with nearly forty cows and their calves. The dogs circled behind the group urging them along while they rode along the flanks of the group guiding them towards the camp.

When the corral was in sight, he directed her to hurry ahead and open the gate like they had discussed earlier. She relaxed the reins allowing Lady to jog faster, breaking into a slow, rolling lope. Her confidence soared as she embraced the movement and for the first time was fearless atop the horse!
She pulled up Lady’s reins as they stopped at the gate allowing her to unfasten the latch. The mare side-stepped as she opened the gate while mounted - just like she had seen him do the last few days. He had certainly been right when he told her that Lady knew what to do and just trust her.

The cows funneled into the corral as he and the dogs guided them along. He followed the last cow into the pen, and she rode forward pulling the gate shut behind them. He walked his horse through the cattle to the back of the corral and opened another gate allowing them to exit into the fenced meadow with the other cows and calves.

She had unsaddled Lady all by herself, just like he had shown her the day before. She volunteered to water and lead the horses back to their pickets while he started their evening meal.

They shared a couple of perfectly grilled steaks from beef he had raised, accompanied with grilled summer squash grown in his garden, another spinach salad this one with dried cherries, walnuts, and a raspberry vinaigrette, followed with the remainder of the Dutch Oven apple pie he had baked the night before.

After the horses had been corralled for the night, they allowed their meal to settle. The sat holding hands with his dogs circled around them, watching the dusky orange twilight give way to a purple-blue sky.

It was a near idyllic moment as they witnessed the first stars appear in the sky. The chirp of crickets, intermittent bawl of cow, the deeply musical clang of a cow bell, occasional nicker of a horse, and distant babble of the stream that meandered through the meadow were the only sounds they heard.

From the Gold Country of Northern California's Sierra Nevada Mountains,

Range Bull


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