Mariette And The Cowboy (Western Night Series 2) (9 page)

“Tampered? What we going to do? Are we stranded out here Rick?” I ask with an obvious panic in my voice. I look down at my cell phone to see no signal.

“Don’t worry, I’m expected back this evening, When I don’t show people will locate the yacht. It is fitted with GPS, “he explains. It doesn’t do too much to reassure me, but at least people can locate where we are. The question is, how long it’s going to take them to locate us once they do start looking?

“I’ll bring some of the food down from the cabin and we can rest over on the island and eat,” he says and makes his way down below. I’m pleased Ricardo is with me. At least somebody is here and I am not stranded by myself! I take one last look out towards the sea before following Ricardo off the yacht and onto the beach. We make our way to the line of palm trees and find a small clearing. 

The rest of the day is passed soaking up the sun and speaking about the upcoming wedding. I tell him a few stories about Peter as we eat the food he brought from the yacht. After a few hours or so, the sun begins to set and Ricardo brings some sticks over to make a fire.

“You know what you’re doing?” I laugh. “Of course, when I studied in New Hampshire there was a lot of survival outings,” he shoots a dashing smile towards me. Ricardo is wearing a tight vest that shows off his bulging muscles and a pair of bright yellow shorts. It would be a lie to say he doesn’t look sexy. As darkness begins to appear the fire is successfully lit and helps us see our immediate surroundings.

“Are we safe Rick?” I ask.

“Absolutely signora, I won’t let anything happen to my sister in law. Firstly, your fiancé would kill me and secondly, you are much too beautiful to be harmed.” Upon him saying this I suddenly realize the suggestive clothing I am in – a pair of white tracksuit bottoms and a short tee-shirt. Ricardo takes off his top and the silhouette of the fire seem to wave around on his bare rippling stomach. This is awkward. He is surely a great looking guy and I have gotten used to him by now. I just haven’t ever been in a situation like this with anyone alone before. “What’s the plan for tomorrow? I take it your PA will just track the GPS on your yacht?”

Ricardo places his tee shirt on a nearby trunk and leans back – with only his shorts now on his body, “Of course Rachel, I don’t plan on spending the rest of the week here.” He catches my eyes staring down at his body.

Although it was absolutely scorching throughout the day, it is starting to get a bit chilly now since the sun has set. A slight breeze shoots up my back making me shudder. Ricardo notices this, “You cold??”

What am I going to say? I know if I say yes he will come closer to me. “Yes, freezing” I reply. It is a stupid move but for some reason, I don’t really care out here in the wild. Nobody is around and for all I know there could be a wild beast on this island with plans of having me for supper any moment now. It will be better spending time with Ricardo’s beast which will surely be friendlier. Just as I expected, Ricardo gets up and walks over to my side of the fire before sitting beside me.

“I’m not ready,” I say and pull my straight blonde hair back. The movement raises my breasts; I’m not wearing a bra. He places his big firm hands on my waist and leans his face closer to mine. He looks so tasty and smells delightful. I part my lips and immediately allow his tongue to slide happily into my mouth. A wave of violent excitement shudders through me; I almost faint as I reach down and feel his big hard cock through the thin material of his shorts. This is so naughty and sinful. Our lust for each other is taking over our actions as the sound of smooching lips now accompany the flickering pops of the burning fire. Any feeling of cold is now gone as his body heat begins to transfer itself to me.

He reaches underneath my top and cups my supple breast, squeezing it ever so gently. I let out a distinct short moan of pleasure, reveling in the sensation of his hand surface massaging my sensitive nipple. I raise my arms and allow Ricardo to remove the tee-shirt now completely exposing two hanging breasts. His head ventures downward and begins to suck hard on the ripe nipple like it is a perfect summer fruit. A piercing sensation shoots upwards through my chest and I press his head close to me as he continues to suck like a starved lover. I need to raise my head as the euphoric sensation is beginning to electrify my senses. My mouth is wide open and eyes firmly shut as my breathing becomes quicker and more labored. I groan deeply with the feeling of his finger sliding down to my sensitive vagina. He efficiently locates my sensitive lips which are now beginning to pool gladly with the sense of his touch. Ricardo’s finger firmly slips into the hole, twirling around the full circumference of the rim before venturing deeper between the ribbed wet walls.  I allow him to place me on my back and gladly part both smooth legs giving him the green light to accept him completely. He pulls down his shorts and climbs on top, preparing to mount me. We stare into each other’s eyes; the flickering of the fire reflecting the passion we now feel for each other. His helmet prods at my entrance and I gasp, “Gently, fuck me gently.”

It slides in like the perfect strong pipe that it is. I feel the thickness and juiciness of his tool rubbing past my ribbed clit and further inside me. Even though it is incredibly thick, his penis seems to have a soothing strength that rings every nerve it passes. 

“Ahhh… you’re so big.” I murmur.

He is now kissing my neck and is repeatedly inserting the thick shaft through my wet hole as I wrap both my long smooth legs around him. The feeling of his muscular body pressed tightly against mine; his lips locked and holding my mouth hostage; his big strong arms holding mine firmly to the ground, as I feel as though I am beginning to cum. I can see the silhouette of my feet moving back and forth in the air above us as he continues his steady pace of pumping me rigorously,

“Quicker, harder, fuck me harder,” I cry out. The feeling taking hold of my body is now shaking my bones whilst at the same time disabling every muscle in my body. Ricardo now increases the strength of his inward thrust causing my squashed buttocks to ram into his pelvic area.

“Faster I’m going to cum, fuck me faster.” I cry.

He adopts a press-up position above me and now begins to quickly pound my vagina as I feel his bulging penis repeatedly brush my clitoris. I am homed in to an almighty orgasm now and can sense it creeping forever closer. Anyone else on the island will surely be able to hear me as my voice is now so high pitched and wailing as it portrays my immense pleasure. I cannot talk now but only groan as he continues to relentlessly pound away. Just like one turns on a tap for running water, my orgasm erupts like a volcano and washes euphoria all the way through my body. My legs are shaking like crazy and Ricardo himself cums inside me, now holding his driven penis deep inside me after one final plunge. We lay there for a moment as I gladly accept his semen; feeling it trickle down his thick long pipe towards the outer entrance.

“You’re so fucking beautiful,” he says and begins to kiss down the full length of my neck. A moment passes and I let both my legs drop down to the sandy floor either side of him. He is beginning to slowly leak out of my gaping vagina as he takes a handful of my thick straight blonde hair.

“Okay, we’ve done it now. It was wrong.” I explain and he gets up and walks over to his side of the fire.  “I know, let’s just forget it happened.” He replies.

“Yes I think that would be best,” I say sitting up and putting my tee-shirt back on. I feel hungry, which is a sure sign of a satisfying orgasm. The thought of Peter enters my mind and I worry that we may be stuck on this island paradise for a little while longer. Surely Ricardo’s company will come looking for him soon. Resting my head down I stare into the fire and close my eyes.

2. Eat, Sleep, Sex, Repeat

The night passed by us calmly and even though I was stranded in the wild, I enjoyed a nice deep sleep. Maybe it was because of the fulfilling climax I experienced beforehand. At one point I thought it was a dream due to the surrealism of it all. I stand up and stretch out my arms breathing in the sea breeze, and see Ricardo by the yacht. There is no sign of anybody else and my heart sinks at the thought of having to make do with the little supplies we have left. I run towards Ricardo who is looking upwards at the sky.

“Soon… they will come, soon,” he exclaims. The waves crash against the rocks nearby. On any other occasion this would be pure paradise.

“Ricardo…um…about last night…” I begin, but he lifts up a hand shaking his head.

“I’m sorry, look it was a mistake. Its best left in the past. It’s just one of those crazy things that seem to keep on happening to me lately,” he says.

He looks gorgeous there in just his shorts from the day before. “It was nice… I mean we are here by ourselves... we both have as much to lose should people find out,” I explain.  Ricardo looks at me intently and deeply. Oh my god… we are going to fuck again. The reef is littered with various marine organisms swimming around by our ankles. I take off my panties and settle onto a nearby rock. He kneels in front of me, parts my lips and starts to lick my clitoris gently. “Harder…” I murmur. Ricardo slips a finger into my ass, presses his face to me and kisses the nub, massaging it with his lips. “Oh yes…” I say. He increases the force of his kisses. Suddenly, without expecting it I come, my whole body shuddering violently.  I look down to see blue and yellow fish swimming all around me. He places a hand on my breasts and the other on my lower abdomen. I arch myself, my buttocks brushes against Ricardo’s penis. He parts my thighs so that he can penetrate me. I push my knees into the rock as he begins to thrust into me harder and harder. I jerk out and let out a heart rendering cry as with one giant thrust he barges his big long shaft into me. The smell of sex is in the air all around us as Ricardo collapses down into the water. “I’m sorry,” he says, as another wave of guilt soon washes over me due to our most recent sinful, sexual act.

It is now evening and like the one before we are sitting by the fire. I am completely naked as there is no need to hide myself from Ricardo anymore. He is leaning back looking up at the star filled sky.

“What’s on your mind?” I ask “you didn’t realize I had this attitude?” He looks at me for a moment before replying,

“No it’s not that. It’s like…when we have all this money…lines get blurred really easily. My brother isn’t exactly a faithful little angel and I know that. It’s just that I was hoping there would be one woman in my life that I didn’t fuck.” I look at him and can clearly see a rare moment of regret in his eyes. The sex we have had is surely amazing and I would be lying if I had said that I don’t want it to happen again. From the first moment I saw Ricardo, my lustful desire was sparked. His brother Peter was very handsome but didn’t seem to have the happy go lucky attitude, and surely doesn’t have the rock hard, chiseled body that Ricardo possesses.

“I’m not married yet,” I said “once the ring is on my finger, you may wish you made the most of this opportunity.” He laughs and throws a twig into the fire.

“You like being tied up?” He asks.

“What? Bondage? Here?” I reply. He nods his head.

“
This is the offer. You submit to me this one time out here in the wild, and allow me to dominate your soul and allow yourself to completely surrender to me.” He walks over to where I’m sitting and sits down next to me. I look at his bulging muscles, his 18 odd inch carved biceps and sturdy frame. His hair is slicked back and smells of the sea.  His Spanish green eyes seem to have changed to a bluish grey in the light of the fire.
My blood is boiling; my heart is beating so hard it is going to burst out my chest; my stomach has butterflies flapping around inside.

In this moment of lust I reply, “Yes… yes, please show me master”. 

Before I can finish this sentence he places his hand upon my bare naked hanging breast. The sound of the waves can be heard crashing against the rocks as we begin to make love for a third time. I can see the fire reflecting furiously in his eyes as he stares at me making me feel slightly intimidated. He pinches my nipple slightly and leans forward sucking on the other. I can now only look up at the star filled sky as he sucks long and hard. My vagina is beginning to leak as I relish in the moment.
After a minute or so he raises his head back up and takes hold of his shirt lying on the ground beside us. He repeatedly twirls it round creating a makeshift rope and begins to tie both of my hands together.

He uses my own tee-shirt as a mouth guard, pulling it over my head and tightening it firmly from behind.  I am now marched to the nearest tree, and while I am still facing him, he places my hands over a trunk above us, wedging the binding shirt between a branch, effectively securing it in place without the possibility of them slipping free. I am now practically his prisoner and slowly becoming his submissive little sex slave. He can do whatever he wants to me; without a single soul around for miles and miles, and my completely naked body bound to a tree at his disposal. He raises my left leg exposing my vaginal lips to entry. I look down at his big juicy penis throbbing with anticipation, strong and erect. He places his proud helmet at the entrance of my inner warm domain and then grabs my waist with his two big strong hands.
I stare into his eyes and let out a sharp moan as I feel the intense pressure of his strong throbbing wood relentlessly and mercilessly moving deeper and deeper into me. The sound of crickets and other nocturnal wildlife crackles all around us as nature spectates at this sexual scene.
He moves his hands up my body and is cupping my perky breasts, squeezing them firmly.  The sound coming out of my mouth is muffled by the tee shirt strewn across it as he continues to caress my two jutting boobs. The feeling of helplessness and dominance continues to fuel my desire for my new keeper. My back catches the tree trunk with every inward thrust of his and I look to the side to catch a glimpse of our silhouettes on a nearby tree trunk. We are moving in unison and look so sexy as my helpless shadow is getting ravaged by this large man. His perfectly sculptured physique continues to smack into me, working tirelessly through our sexual journey. My moans are muffled by the tee-shirt acting as a make shift mouth guard as my body is impaled by his long rod.