Cowboys Cannot Be Trusted 1

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Cowboys cannot be trusted.

By Loony123tunes

First of all, I want to tell you about my parents. Dad loved cowboy movies from the time he was a kid. He had a new cowboy suit as soon as he grew out of the last one, complete with his six-gun shooter cap gun. Dad went to see every cowboy movie that came out. He collected all sorts of things he saw in the films he had been to watch. Dad never grew out of watching cowboy movies.

Dad met my mother. She also loved cowboy movies, but she loved the sloppy side of them. They fell in love and married. They were both great film addicts, and they loved cowboy movies best of all. They would talk to each other about the sections they loved in their favourite movies.

Before I tell you my first name, my second name is Rogers. Please don't laugh; it is Roy. Yes, I was named after Roy Rogers, the cowboy. Yes, that's the one for the 50's actor. Always dressed in white and rode a white horse called Trigger with his dog called Bullet. I am so glad that my second name was not Hayes if it was, they would have called me Gabby. As I have said, they were great film addicts. Yes, you guessed it, my mother's name is Dale they married and became Mr. and Mrs. J and D Rogers.

I grew up watching all the cowboy movies, and you might as well know my screen girlfriend was a blond Doris Day. Most men fell in love with her, and I did. But it was going to happen to me. So, let's get back on track.

I was standing in the cinema queue, which was a long one. We were right at the back with my mate, and two girls were in front of us. They laughed and giggled and kept on turning around to look at the pair of us.

We started to talk. I fancied the one with the long black hair, and my mate fancied the other girl. When we got to the pay desk, I paid for the four of us. I sat next to the one I fancied, and my friend sat next to the one he fancied.

And before you ask, it was a cowboy movie. I did not watch much of it. I was glancing over at her. The girls went to the loo, and my mate bought the ice cream. At that time, we agreed to take them home.

My girl's name was Fiona, and I had never met a girl with that name before. Fiona was not the movie star you are thinking of. But to me, she was that little thing, something special. She was the same height as me, and what a shaped body she had.

Well, that was the beginning of us dating. As we dated, I found out that Fiona liked the same things as myself. I would meet her after work and take her home. Then, I would have to double back to meet her later. We dated for twelve months. Then, it was time to ask that one question to her. Will you marry me?

I went down on bended knee, and she gave me the right answer: YES.

The next thing I did was to ask her father for his permission to take Fiona's hand in marriage. He did the usual thing, asking me how I was going to keep his lovely daughter fed, clothed and happy for the rest of her life.

I told him all my plans, and I wanted three children, one of each and one of them. He laughed at one of them a bit. He was happy with what I said. Fiona's parents planned the wedding in twelve months. We had planned a weekend away in a cabin four months before the wedding with my mates and Fiona's friends. There were six of us. Fiona's father took me to one side.

"No funny business with Fiona I want to walk my lovely daughter up to the altar in white," her father said to me.

I knew what he meant!

Fiona's mother had a long talk with her, I found out. The subjects were about the birds and the bees.

We went away for the weekend starting on Friday night. I wanted to get Fiona alone, and I knew she wanted to be alone with me. There was a hotel down the road from where the six of us were staying, so I booked a room on the phone. The problem was how to lose the other four without them twigging what we were up to.

So, I asked them if I could take the car into town with Fiona to do a little shopping. I want to buy her a present for being together for twelve months and getting engaged to be married.

The four of them all said OK. I looked for my wallet and checked inside it to see if I had enough money in it right in front of the four of them.

Fiona said," Stop counting your money there won't be much left when we get to town." With a laugh.

I went off to town, but the hotel was in the opposite direction. When we were out of sight, I turned around. Fiona had her grandmother's wedding ring on her finger when we got to the hotel desk. I dropped a case on the floor. I picked up the key and went off to the room, locking the door behind us.

We had only had long kisses in the past, and I had felt her bust through her clothing. Now, I was going to see her bust and the shape of her body. And she was going to find out what I had in my pants. She knew the effects she had on me before when I kissed her pushing my throbbing cock against her body. This was going to be our first time together.

Fiona was 5 feet 6 inches tall and weighed 100 pounds at her heaviest, with an eye-catching 34-24-37 figure. That never failed to catch my eye. Her frame accentuated her perfectly formed curves. She had thick, long black hair that seemed to spill over her shoulders in all directions. Her face was so young and pretty that she could only be described as angelic. With soft brown eyes that could make her look so innocent, she appeared much younger than her years.

I held her at the waist and kissed her with as much passion as I had in me, and she kissed me back.

Fiona said," Do you want to strip me so you can look at my body?

"Will we strip each other at the same time?" I said to her,

I was all fingers and thumps, and Fiona was the same. We were getting into a mess. But Fiona was standing there in front of me in her bra and panties and myself with my briefs on. My cock was bursting to get out of them. We lay down on the bed and kissed. Then I pushed her bra cups over her 34-inch size tits.

" No, take it off, or will I do it," Fiona said.

"You take it, please," I said. Moving away a bit.

There they were, a pair of 34-inch-shaped size tits. Waiting for me to fondle them, flicking and pulling at her nipples and sucking them hard. I started to suck at a tit, then the other one I could not get enough of her tits. I squeezed them, flicked her nipples and went back to sucking them. I did not want to stop. Fiona held my head against her aching tits.

I was in heaven, and she was moaning all the time. I was jerking against her body my cock wanted to get going. I stopped fondling her tits and held her panties, pulling them down her wonderful body. She stopped me and got off the bed, and she removed her panties for me. I looked at her shaped body, smiling all the time at her and her at me. I grabbed hold of my briefs and pulled them down, laying down on the bed. My cock was standing vertically upright. Fiona smiled when she saw my eight inches in length and two inches in width.

"God, you are big you will have to take your time with that monster," Fiona said, getting back on the bed.

"Come here, my love, and I will not hurt you in any way," I said.

I slipped in one finger and started to finger fuck her she was getting wet. In went a second finger, and more love juices were flowing from her. I had on a condom in a second. I was so excited I was on top of her, and Fiona spread her legs for me. I was having trouble finding her slit. She held my cock next to her.

"Please go slow and only put it in a bit at a time," she said.

She was to be my wife soon, so I did as she asked of me. I pushed a little. I felt like I was going an inch or so. Fiona was moaning at every inch that went in. I waited a second or two, then pushed again. The moan from Fiona was louder. I waited again because she was getting used to my cock size. Then I pushed the moan twice as loud. Her mouth was wide open, our lips met, we kissed, and our tongues met. I held for a second, and then it was my final push. Fiona screamed and screamed. I stopped.

"Are you OK," I said.

There was a tremble in her voice.

"Yes, please go slow," she said.

I started to push in and out, and the moans coming from her sounded like a long moan. I licked her tits in turn, and the moans kept on coming. She now had the measure of my length and width, so I went a bit faster. I sucked her tits as best I could. Her arms flew out from her body. She was now holding the cheeks of my backside, pulling me onto her. Her moans were now one long one. I went faster, and I was close. We had only been at it for minutes.

My love, I am near there. I called out that she was screaming at me. Pulling me onto her body was shaking all over, and my hips were going all over the place. She was in the middle of her orgasm, and I was shooting my load into a condom. I gasped, and she gasped. I did not move. All I did was kiss her. My cock was still as hard as it was when we started. So, I pushed it in and out. Fiona opened her eyes, looking at me.

"Can you go again? she said to me.

"Sure, twice more," I said.

I pushed in and out a bit slower this time, Fiona now knew my size for good and how it felt when I came inside her. The only problem was I was wearing a condom. I was in heaven. I had wanted these minutes we were having right now for ages. As I thrust into Fiona, the moans were back.

Her legs were spreading a bit wider. I sucked at her tits, and she held my head with both hands. I sucked each one and flicked her nipples with my tongue. She was moaning, and I was. I broke away from her tits and went faster. Her hands were on my backside, pulling me onto her. We had been at it for minutes. I was close, and the moans from Fiona were coming thick and fast.

Her body was shaking, and her nails dug into the cheeks of my backside. She pulled harder and harder on my backside. I trusted faster than we were coming at the same time. My condom was getting full. We had only been in the hotel room for forty-five minutes. I thought I was in heaven.

Fiona's eyes opened with a great big smile on her face.

"That was good we should have been doing this months ago," she said.

I kissed her, and our tongues were tied together. It was still hard, but I knew this was going to be my last one.

In and out, I trusted, and Fiona held my backside. Her nails were drawing blood; I went slow. I wanted this one to last a while. As I trusted Fiona, moans sounded great to me. Then she let go of my backside, and her hands were on my back. Her legs were round my waist, and she had a grip like a vice. I thrust, and her nails dug into my back. I still went slow for a bit, but her nails dug into my back deeper and deeper.

I had no choice but to go faster and faster. I knew she was close, and God, was I close. She yelled out, and I did the same. My third load was in the condom. When we finished gasping for breath, I held my cock coming out of my soon-to-be wife. I pulled off the condom, and it had not burst. I threw it on the floor and wrapped my arms around Fiona, then kissed her.

"I love you with all my heart," I said.

And Fiona said," I love you with all my heart."

Minutes passed, and Fiona said," Once again, can you."

"You will have to give me an hour at least," I said.

"In that case, suck my tits, finger me, and I will play with your cock then," Fiona said with a beaming smile.

"I don't think it will work, but let's have a go," I said.

Fiona was wanking me, and she moved down to my cock I was getting hard. It went in her mouth, and she was sucking my cock. Even though it was only a semi. I left her to it. She was doing a good job as a learner!

She realised she was getting nowhere. She stopped.

"When we are married, this cock is going to be working twice as hard on me," she said to me.

"Don't worry about that we will be in bed for hours on end. I will be trying three times as much to Cum. Come here and kiss me," I said.

I helped Fiona get dressed. I wanted to remember her sexy body. Then I got dressed. I paid the bill, and we drove back to the cabin. Fiona told me on the way back, her mother told her to be careful. When you are in bed together and try to take your time, you will never forget the first time. Then Fiona told me she was on the pill. Her mother made her do it in case.

"You let me put that condom on," I said.

"I wanted to know if you had listened to my father when he told you he wanted me in white when he walked me up the altar. Sorry, but wait until tomorrow, I have re-booked the room," Fiona said.

The four of them said," Well, what have you bought her for?" The four of them were smiling at us. They had guessed where we had been.

Saturday could not come fast enough for me. We were in the room for ten thirty, the booking in time. We were there until five. I was drained, and Fiona was sore. But what a time we had.

I wanted to be married next week, but it was all booked. For four months, it was going to drag. So, instead of going to the movies, I booked a hotel every week. We were having a great time enjoying each other's bodies. I was getting a blowjob, and Fiona was receiving loud oral sex.

The great day came, and we were on our honeymoon for two weeks. I was burnt out, and Fiona was burnt out. Thank God the weather was lousy, so we were not sunburnt. Just burnt out.

Sorry, I forgot to tell you I am a project engineer. I may be away from home one or two nights once a month. Sometimes, I am away on Friday, Saturday, and Sunday, coming home on Monday. My hotels and food were paid for by the company. The pay was good, and expenses were even better. Fiona was a PA.

We had been in our house for two years with Tim and Jane. Our neighbours had decided to move because the house was too big for them. So it went up for sale. We had a farewell drink and said our goodbyes. The house next door was bigger than ours; it had six bedrooms, and we only had four.

We intended to have three kids, that was why we bought it. The house next door had a swimming pool and a sunbathing area. The new owner was in the movie business in fact, he was an up-and-coming cowboy film star. His name was Rod Taylor, married to Nancy, and he had a friend who was going to live with them off and on.

I was coming up to winter, and we had drinks round at Rod and Nancy, and we did the same at our house. Rod was good at telling stories of what went on when they were filming. It was all the mistakes that were made. They were endless. Rod and Nancy always sat close together and kissed from time to time in front of me and Fiona. We had drinks right through the winter, and his friend came to visit four times.

He was as bad as Rod at telling stories of what went wrong on the set. Spring came, and summer was here, and it was going to be a hot one. Rod and Nancy Invited us to the pool whenever we wanted. So, in the evening and at weekends, we used it. Fiona wore a full-piece bathing suit. When we were having drinks, we somehow changed places. Nancy was sitting with me and Fiona next to Rod. She was always looking at him. She was mesmerised with him because he was in the movies. I noticed Rod was getting closer and closer to Fiona, and Nancy was going the same to me.

Rod said," My friend will be here next weekend. Can you come over for drinks?"

I was going to be one of those years in my job. I would be away every other Friday, Saturday, and Sunday for the next four weeks. I was not looking forward to it one little bit.

I said," Sorry, I won't be able to come. I will be away Friday, Saturday, and Sunday, but I will be back on Monday."

"Sorry to hear that," Rod said, looking at my wife.

I had a funny feeling inside me, but I was not sure at the time. Friday came I packed my bags and left Fiona with a long kiss. Off on my job away from Friday, Saturday, and Sunday, coming home for the evening on Monday. I walked into the house, calling out I am home, honey. There was no reply. Her car was in the drive. I know she is next door with Rod and Nancy. There she was next door in the sunbathing area with Rod next to her. She was wearing a bikini, one I had never seen before. I walked over to her and kissed her on the head, and she jumped up, covering up her body.

"Drink, Roy," Rod said to me.

"No thanks."

"Come on home I got a few things to tell you," I said to Fiona.

I made up a cock and bull stories. I wanted her in the bedroom for a welcome home treat.

I got my one quick treat, but something was missing. So, I asked how the weekend went with Rod Nancy and his friend. All she said was not bad. But Nancy had to go away to her sisters on Saturday and was back at three o'clock Sunday afternoon. I found out then she was alone with Rod and his friend!

The next two weeks were good together, then Friday came I packed my bags and left Fiona with a long kiss. Off on my job away from Friday, Saturday, and Sunday, coming home for the evening on Monday.

I walked into the house, calling out I am home, honey. I went next door to see Rod and Nancy. There, she was next in the sunbathing area with Rod, wearing a new bikini. It was the same as two weeks before.

"Drink, Roy," Rod said to me.

"No thanks."

"Come on home," I said to Fiona.

I wanted her in the bedroom for my welcome home treat. It was what you would call a quicky. And that was my lot until the following night.

I booked the rest of the week off. I wanted to check the house out. I went through all her clothes, and I found new underwear I had never seen before. And I found smaller bikinis. Then, I picked up her five-year diary. I looked at the last two weekends when I was away. I got the biggest shock of my life.

The notes were brief.

Saturday, Rod fucked me three times in the sunbathing area. His friend fucked me three times in the same place. I gave them both two blowjobs, and they gave me oral sex.

Her comment was I had never been fucked so well before, and I wanted to do it all again in two weeks with the pair of them. I turned the page over to Sunday. Rod is so good at fucking me and his friend it is a pity both their cocks are not as big as Roy's. They gave me oral sex, and I gave them a blowjob, and they both fucked me twice. Pity Nancy was back at three o'clock Sunday I may have got a fuck a couple of times. I need a rest before Roy gets home, I am sore.

I turned the pages last weekend. I was even more shocked. Nancy was fucking Rod, and his friend was fucking me. It was different when I had sex with Nancy. It went on all Friday night, all day Saturday and up to nine o'clock on Sunday night. I was well fucked. Can't wait until the next weekend when Roy is away.

I slammed the dairy shut in anger at my wife. She was a slut, and if she had been given underwear and bikinis, she was a prostitute in my mind. My wife was a slut. Ok, you like the fucking cowboy, you can have him I said to myself.

Then I remembered in the attic, there was a window in the attic. I looked out, and I had a full view of the sunbathing area. Where is that periscope that the people had left in the house? You know, the ones for seeing over walls and round corners without anyone seeing you. And I had a mate, John, who had an up-to-date expensive digital camera. So, I rang him and asked if I could borrow it for a day or so.

John said," You had the best come around, and I will show you how to use it."

I was around at his house in half an hour, and I told him what I wanted to use it for.

John said," You had best have the movie one then. It lasts up to sixteen hours of recording. Here is the tripod for it, and here is a still camera with zoom lenses on it, and use it with the tripod. Roy, how do you want to keep a copy?"

"On a long-play DVD, I was thinking," I said to John.

"NO, go and buy these USBs. They will store everything on them. They are expensive but worth every penny. Roy, do you want me to transfer all the information for you and make copies of the stills? John said to me.