Wagon Train Whore

DESCRIPTION
The Wild West is a rough place and with far too few women. On a wagon train bound from St. Louis, Kelly's husband Josh loses their future in a poker game. His best friend Caleb pays the debt, but puts her to work whoring along with his wife. Even disaster doesn't follow a smooth path, and Kelly finds her new life offers excitement and more than a few interesting possibilities.

EXCERPT
At dinner that night, I sat close to Josh. We leaned up against a wagon wheel as we ate the squirrel stew I’d made.

“I heard your chat with Donald,” he said.

That made me laugh. “Figured. I don’t see how you could miss it. Your head weren’t but a few feet away and there being nothing happening to distract you but Kate letting the world know she was coming.”

“He’d pay to fuck you, I’d bet.”

I looked at him, surprised. “Is that what Kate meant, you think, about his daddy having money?”

“Something like that. When we get to Indy we got no stake at all.”

“You were going there to find a job.”

“You might think about helping out and having yourself some fun too.”

I wondered what he was thinking. A jealous man like Josh didn't even like to think about me with another man. “Like you think I’d enjoy doing that?”

Josh made a funny face. “You might. Thing is, it would be a waste to do him. His father is the one with the money and he’s probably more of a man, too. A girl like you needs a real man in the saddle or you gonna be bored instead of boned.” Then he laughed at his joke.

“You joking about Donald over there,” Caleb called out.

“Yeah.”

“My Kate thinks he’s a virgin. Staying cherry that long, when he loses it, he should have to pay top dollar for it. He won’t do a real woman no good.”

“His daddy owns that black girl already. He wouldn't need to pay.”

Josh had put his plate down and was running his hand up under my dress, getting his fingers find their way all the way to my pussy. It was shadowy in the dark, with the flickering light from the campfire, but anyone near could tell what he was doing. Josh didn’t care or even think about it. Not right then, anyway.

I was sure that from where he sat, Caleb could see everything. Or he could’ve, but he was paying attention to Kate. He had his hand inside the top of her dress, working it off her. Pretty soon, one white breast glowed in the firelight. She was moaning too.

Josh took my hand and put it on his crotch. He was hard. I was still needing to come from earlier. Besides, Josh had his mind made up, so even though the others were right there I started tracing the outline of his cock through his pants. After it bit, he withdrew his hand and used both hands to undo his pants. “Get it out,” he said, his voice breathy.

Self consciously I pulled his cock out and stroked it, feeling his pulse pounding. He was turned really on. He kissed me as I stroked him. He’d had me jerk him off before, but never out in public. I kept expecting him to drag me into the wagon. Instead he reached for my hair and pulled my face down to his lap. “Suck my prick,” he said. “I almost came in your mouth earlier and I been thinking about doing that.”