The Acme Feed and Seed Company

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I am not working today, so I have all day to fill my head with naughty thoughts. I thought how hot it would be to start the day off with a nice thick cock buried in my moist slit this morning. Nothing complicated just, a good hard fucking to start my day. Your simple email brought my imagination to life. I recalled thoughts about a trip Rach and I made to Nashville just before the pandemic. ~Rach visited an old friend, and I went for the hot music and hot sexy men. Rach was going to dinner with her friend, and I told her I would hook up with her at a honky-tonk later. I was at the Acme Feed and Seed nursing a beer. A four-story white building on the corner of Lower Broad and First Avenue. The beer was cold, the food was good and, the live music was loud. There was no shortage of hot as fuck country boys, all looking to get laid, and this is where I met this stud, Shane, who would fuck me within an inch of my life before the night was over.I was wearing a button-down cowgirl shirt, a pair of tight-ass jeans and boots, and a big-ass smile but not much else. It does not take long before Shane, and I are in a cozy apartment overlooking Broadway and the downtown Nashville area. I slip off my boots and sit at a small bar on the balcony to the side of the sliding glass kaçak iddaa doors. Shane started by whipping up some cocktails as I slipped my boots off, and maybe I did unbutton my blouse a few more buttons just to tease him. After getting comfy, I faced him, pondering how a bartender could afford a place like this. But then another thought struck me harder. “So, I have to ask… Why me?” I asked out of extreme curiosity. “I mean, seriously, all those young girls wearing pretty much next to nothing didn’t catch your eye, but I did?” “Those girls are a dime a dozen, and I’m not into blue light specials on aisle 5 or flavor of the hour. You stuck out because you were genuine, just having a drink and watching the fun, not trying to hook up with anyone. I don’t see that very often, and that immediately turned me on.” He brought the drinks over and sat beside me.I opened my mouth to introduce myself, but he paused, clearly uninterested in any “bit of chat,” and looked distracted. I realized with equal parts embarrassment and delight that he was staring intently at me, his eyes lingering on my waist, my legs, my chest. He ran his thumb gently along the side of my top, tracing the curve of my body. This intensity heated up my insides like a flash fire. He wanted the same thing kaçak bahis that I did, so why waste words.Standing quickly, he held out his hand without a word and pulled me across the room and into his bedroom. A badass, huge iron bed sat in the middle of a grey-toned room. There was a mammoth screen across one wall that is the size of a small cinema, making me wonder how much “in your face” porn action has played across its surface.I sighed as he gently pushed me back onto the bed. I did notice the four black silk ribbons tied to each corner of the bed frame. Goosebumps immediately crop up all over my body. I could not say whether it was in anticipation or trepidation, but probably a healthy mix of both.Shane climbed up and lay full length across my body, kissing me urgently, gripping my thighs in his hands, pressing into me with his entire body. Every single inch of him was hard and strong. Especially his approximate 8-inch cock that was currently pressing into my abdomen. I was utterly ready to rip off his clothes then and there, but he stopped kissing me as he reached above my head for one of the black ribbons. And here we go, I thought. Should I be nervous? Should I text Rach?  What a crazy thought. But then I lost control of all my sensible thoughts as he tied illegal bahis my wrists together. I am in it now with no going back.”What are your fantasies?” he whispered, “I want to know your secrets.””This,” I gasped, despite my lack of desire to control my mouth. “I like this!”He tied the other end of the ribbon to the bed frame. It is hitting me about right now just how strong he is, strong enough to do anything he wanted, and I could not stop him, nor would I want to at this point. The ribbons are tied loosely, and I could break free at any moment with no problem. This eased my frantically beating heart back into a more “turned on” rhythm. I bit my lip impishly and stared intently into his blue eyes. His hands skimmed down to my breasts; my pebble-hard nipples gave me away. He slowly unbuttoned my blouse; his gaze never left my body the entire trip down. My jeans were a snap to take off. And then snap! Happy birthday to him. I wore no bra or panties, so every bit of my now naked body is now revealed to Shane within seconds.Shane began to tie my feet up and secure one leg to each bedpost as I lay there, now naked, fully exposed, vulnerable. He was still fully dressed and clearly loving every second of the reveal. Shane ever so slowly slid out of his shirt, teasing me. I felt wave after wave of lust clinch my body as I stared at the magazine-worthy toned muscles above the bulge in his jeans. This was so wrong, and I was so bad, but in all the right ways in my mind.

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