Can_t stop the sex

'Your bitch is needing some stud service,' she would say, laughing at his eagerness to get his big cock into her, as well as at her own readiness to have it thrust deep.

The nights were erotic dreams and Gloria took him in every way possible. She became more insistent that he experiment with her asshole but he steadily refused to put his prick into the tiny opening, contenting himself with merely fingering the aperture. That alone was enough to bring the woman to a high degree of sensual pleasure; she was rapidly developing a taste for anal sex and became ever more impatient to have him in that manner.

'You're not ever going to fuck me in the ass!' she wailed on the evening of the third day. 'You're just teasing me along with your finger!'

'Sure, I'm gonna give it to you back there,' he promised. 'But not till I'm sure you're good 'n ready for it!'

Nothing she could do would change his mind. Her impatience and frustration were not strong enough, to be sure, to interfere with her pleasure obtained in other ways, and she continued to love to have his prick deep in her throat and even deeper in her cunt. His orgasms, as strong as ever, gave her infinite pleasure and she became ever more pleased when he wanted to shoot off in her mouth.

'Ahhh!' she moaned one evening when he had deposited an especially big load of come in her mouth. 'I could almost do without having you fuck my cunt any more, ever, if only you'd keep fucking my mouth like that! Mmm, I can't imagine any woman not wanting to suck her man off that way! It's the most marvellous way to fuck that I've ever dreamed of!'

'Well, there's them that likes it and them that don't,' Logan observed. 'I'm just mighty pleased that you're one of the kind that does.'

They received a nasty shock on the morning of the fourth day. An hour after leaving their camp, which Logan had estimated was about ten miles from the river crossing on which the twin towns sat, they heard a sharp popping in the distance.

'Hey, that's gunfire!' he muttered, looking worriedly at her. 'Ain't no reason for anything like that to be going on, not that I know of.'

He drove the horses into a small canyon and posed Gloria at the mouth, telling her to keep her rifle handy and to stay out of sight as much as possible while he went to scout the situation. He rode off and followed a narrow track until he came to a small hut flanked by corn patches. Upon discussing the gunfire with the peasant, who was hoeing his corn, he learned that a band of rebels had seized the town of Ojinaga, or were trying to seize it-the peasant was not sure of the exact situation-and that steady firing had been heard for the last two days.

'So that's the way it is,' he told Gloria when he had ridden back to the box canyon and outlined the report to her. 'It sure sounds like one hell of a lot of shooting, so there must be plenty of them. Nothing that we need to ride into the middle of.'

'What do we do now? Cross the river somewhere else?' she asked.

'Uh, it's twenty miles upstream to the nearest safe crossing that I know about,' he said. 'Time we make a circle around the town and fighting, it'll be forty, fifty miles from here. And I sure don't want to ride over into Texas-can't never tell but what I'd run up onto a troop from Fort Davis and then it'd be off to jail for sure!'

'We can't have that,' Gloria said. 'Well, suppose we do it the other way? Go on to Chihuahua, I mean?'

'I reckon that's about the easiest and safest way out,' Logan admitted.

'And it has the further advantage of giving me more time to enjoy you!' she added. 'That means a lot to me, believe me! And maybe now I'll be able to convince you that I really want to try getting your prick up my asshole!'

They agreed to try to make Chihuahua and swung off to the south, making a very wide loop around the fighting in and near Ojinaga. Late that afternoon they came upon a hacienda, where Logan bargained away another of their rifles for a night's hospitality and a couple of big meals, together with more sacks of jerky and pin'ole. The patron of the hacienda assumed that they were man and wife, nor did they attempt to correct his mispprehension. That night, when they had been shown to the small adobe house which was to serve as a guesthouse, Logan left her for a moment and dashed off to the hacienda's kitchen. He returned bearing a cup filled with something.

'That's what's going to make it easier to get into that asshole of yours!' he chortled when Gloria inquired about the cup's contents. 'I seen that pitcher of fresh milk and I sweet-talked the cook into dipping me out a cup of cream right off the top. It's gonna slick up that prick of mine so it'll slide into your ass like a hot knife going into butter!'

Gloria gasped with delight upon hearing the good news. She quickly undressed and sponged off at the basin beside the bed, then hopped up onto the mattress.

'Dip your finger into your cunt,' he directed her as he quickly pulled off his own clothes. 'Get it slicked up good with pussy drip and then rub it into your asshole- that's to make this cock of mine slide in even easier.'

She did so, gasping with pleasure as her finger rimmed the taut opening and then plunged inside, spreading the natural lubricant around the inner walls of her bowel.

'How are we going to do it.'' she asked as she continued wetting her finger and spreading the cunty juices over her asshole. 'What position will we be using.''

'Well, we could go dog fashion or you could just lie back like that and lift your legs way up,' he told her, dipping his cock into the cup and spreading the rich, yellow cream over the head and shaft of the swollen tool. 'It's damned good either way so I guess it's just whichever way you want it.'

'Then I'll be on my back,' she decided. 'I want to see the expression on your face when you feel my asshole closing tight around the head of your cock. I want you to be able to see me when I feel it going in. I want to watch you when you begin to shoot that lovely come up me. I want us to be able to see everything!'

'That's the way it'll be,' he agreed. 'You about ready there?'

'Mmm, I'm almost making myself come,' she purred happily. 'I never realized that I could make myself feel so good! I may start fingerfucking this way all the time, I don't know.'

Logan got between her knees and she lifted them higher, bringing her ass up to the mark. He aimed the cream-slick head of his prick down into the crack of her ass, bisecting the big, plump cheeks, and touched it to the brown, puckered eye marking the target.

'Ooohh! Unngghh!' Gloria moaned. 'My God, I can feel it already and you're not even in yet! This is going to be wonderful, I know it is!'

'You just try to relax everything down there,' he advised her. 'If you get all tensed up and tight, it'll be a lot harder to get it in you.'

She willed herself to relax and succeeded partially, enough to remove most of the pain when he surged forward and forced the head of his prick into the taut, tiny opening. Even so, she startled violently and would have screamed aloud with pain had she not clamped her strong white teeth down upon the edge of the pillow. Her eyes grew big and round as he forced more and more of his prick into her asshole. Finally, when he had sheathed a good four inches of the tool in her body, he eased off and waited.

'Yeah, you re taking it just fine,' he murmured tenderly. 'It'll hurt for a minute but after a time you'll find that the hurt ain't nothing, compared to the other things you're gonna be feeling.'

'I feel them already,' she gasped, writhing gently and looking up at him with passion-glazed eyes. 'My God, I feel every bump, every wrinkle on your dick! The head feels like it's a foot across! Unngghh, Dick, it's the best ever; it's so good, so fucking good!'

More and more obscenities tumbled from her twisted, strained lips as her lusts mounted higher and higher. Logan guided her right hand down to her pussy and she began masturbating frantically. She drove two fingers deep into her cunt and flicked her thumb over her acorn-like clitoris, shuddering and grunting furiously as she did so. He began driving in and out with a slow, deliberate stroke that brought spasmodic convulsions rippling through her body. She clawed feverishly at her cunt and twisted her head and sh‹-'jlders from side to side as his cock speared deeper.

'Ooohh! Anngghhh!' she wailed. 'My ass! Oohh, my fucking ass! You're like a hot sword, you're in so deep! Ooohh! I'm coming, I'm coming! Ohhh, shoot off, honey, shoot off now! Let me be your whore; I want your come in my ass! Aurrgghh! Don't stop fucking me like that!'

Her powerful convulsions were of course transmitted to her anal sphincter and the strong muscle clipped