Tommo: All I can say is that sometimes I'm not so much a dancing fool as I am a fool dancing. It depends on the music.
Raistarr: Mhhmm
a riddle me this kind of fic? It could have potential.Onyxsundrops: Thank you for clapping for my musings and various ramblings.
Sam777: Thank you for the suggestion. I hope I did the word justice, cause it's a great word.
Now for the UPDATE:
Warning: Extreme language will be used in this installment.
Wanton: Lewd; Sensual; Unrestrained; Playful.
Tara let her hair loose from its bindings. She let it flay out wildly in the wind the sun’s rays making it shine, having it look like a streak of gold coloring the distant otherwise green landscape. She felt free and strong like the magnificent beast that she alone was controlling with her firm grasp and calculated movements.
It was thrilling to have such a power over one of nature’s most amazing creations.
The black mare galloped over the hills displaying its strength and agility confident in its stride and in the maneuverings of its rider.
Tara felt a rush of warmth traveling throughout her body and with every mile she rode the temperature increased. Usually a ride in the country served to relax her, it cleared her mind and sated her spirit. This morning was different.
She felt the force of the mare’s stomping rising from the ground, to the saddle and settling with every step in between her legs. It had been a long two weeks of sexual deprivation and they were taking its toll. She pressed her thighs harder into the equine’s sides and hastened the pace even more. Her fevered fantasies during the morning and the wetness pooling in her center told her it was time to get home. She needed a different kind of ride.
The mare snorted and dug its hooves into the ground determined to please its master.
A heavy coat of sweat covered its hair making it glisten, the muscles on its legs could be seen straining even from a distance. Tara was also sweating, not only from the exertion of the ride, but from the images running rampant in her head. She could see flashes of red racing in the back of her mind. She could picture the taming of a savage force with her bare hands. She could see naked skin bathed in the soft and wet glow of excitement.
She could imagine herself running her hands over the ripples and valleys of tensing and flexing muscles, her fingers entwined in her lover’s fiery strands, holding on to them like reins and having control over the tempestuous, unavoidable release.
She came to an abrupt halt and bolted down from her horse, flushed and ready to relieve her brazen desires. She quickly undid the saddle and left the mare in the drinking hole. For now there was rest for the horse, but not for the rider. The blonde strode with determination towards the stables hoping to find the only person who could tame the animal rising within her.
Willow stood with her back to the door facing one of the stalls. She was making great progress getting over her phobia and she could now pet the horses and even feed them sugar cubes without getting a sinking feeling in her stomach. She would soon be able to actually ride one according to her instructor and Tara who had been there for her every step of the way. The redhead had to admit she was actually looking forward to the day when she could join Tara for one of her rides. The blonde looked so beautiful and confident on a horse it made Willow’s insides melt. Every afternoon the redhead would wait eagerly for her lover to return, seeing Tara riding across the fields and dismounting with force, sweaty and dusty walking towards her made Willow weak at knees. It had been an awful two weeks of sharing a common room in the ranch, with no privacy and a longing that was becoming an unbearable ache.
It was close to the time when Tara always returned. The redhead turned and walked towards the stable door when she was stopped in her tracks. Tara opened the main gate with one strong push and her features transformed when she caught sight of the redhead.
A strong shiver ran through Willow’s body as she saw the blonde standing in front of her looking positively feral. Her blonde hair was hanging loose and looking windblown, her blue jeans were dirty and tight, fitting every curve perfectly and the once white shirt was now somewhat transparent, wet with perspiration and was clinging to Tara in all the right places. The redhead had to do a double take just to make sure what she was seeing was real and not some mirage induced by the recent lack of sexual gratification.
The ‘mirage’ spoke in a throaty voice, breaking Willow out of her reverie. “ Hey there.”
Willow gulped and continued staring. “ Hey.” Was all she could manage to get out.
Tara spoke again looking Willow up and down without bothering to disguise her lust. “Where is everybody?”
The redhead played subconsciously with her own hands. Something about Tara’s demeanor was making her very nervous. “ Uhm, Bobby and the rest of the guys went to the fair. They wanted to get there early, but they left us one of the jeeps so we could join them later.”
The blonde smiled. “ Good. I was hoping for something like that.” She said turning to bolt the door.
Willow’s face flushed as she felt a warm glow enrapture her entire body. Tara walked away from the door towards the redhead with a sure pace and a fierce gleam in her eyes.
The redhead stood still completely mesmerized by the sight of her lover. Tara removed her gloves and let a low chuckle of glee escape her throat. She was going to enjoy this ride thoroughly. Willow smacked her lips in anticipation as the blonde drew closer to her.
Tara stopped just a few inches from Willow’s body and stood her ground, just leisurely savoring the sight before her. Willow’s breathing had sped up visibly and her chest heaved heavily up and down waiting for Tara to make her move. The blonde took her sweet time raking her eyes all over her lover’s body, slowly deciding where and how to start. Willow began to grow restless under the scrutiny and her slight form trembled just a little under the intense gaze. The redhead was about voice a protest when Tara lifted her finger and silenced any forthcoming words. “ Shhh. Be patient now.” She leaned in and whispered into Willow’s ear, that alone made the redhead forget her speech patterns as the hairs on the back of her neck stood on end enticed by Tara’s smooth voice.
Willow gasped as she felt the blonde’s tongue trace her earlobe, the warm muscle circled the outer brim and then she felt strong teeth nipping at the tip of the sensitive lobe. The redhead closed her eyes and she felt a moan escaping her throat, but it never quite made it out of her mouth because the sound had been captured by Tara.The blonde drank in Willow’s pleasure holding the redhead close and tight to her own body. The kiss was long and deep, filled with need and fire.
Tara pushed Willow onto one of the stable walls. They clutched at each other with despair,
their bodies sliding up and down each other through the barriers of clothing. Each woman was lost in the sensation of the other. They could feel the heat and wetness consuming them both. Tara began to undress Willow with one hand while the other caressed whatever expanse of skin was available. Willow followed suit and soon they were naked and ready to tame each other’s needs.
Tara’s nostrils flared when she caught the scent of Willow’s arousal. She reclaimed control of the situation and pinned the redhead’s wrists to the wall, Willow’s green orbs dilated and she growled with pleasure as Tara’s mouth descended commandingly over one of her very erect nipples. The blonde sucked on one breast while fondling the other, growing excited by her lover’s soft moaning and pleading. It wasn’t enough for the blonde though, she wanted more, she wanted Willow to lose control completely. She left the breasts and returned to Willow’s luscious mouth, kissing her thoroughly while placing her thigh in between the redhead’s legs. Willow gladly accepted the change and ground herself on the blonde’s muscled limb, groaning in pleasure as her need for release escalated.
“ Ghhhm…God…Tara…baby…” She panted rubbing herself furiously on her girlfriend.
Tara was fighting her instincts, she wanted to push her fingers into her lover and make her scream. She wanted to go down her body, ravage the redhead’s insides and drown in her creamy release. She wanted that now, but she also wanted to wait, draw it out, take the scenic route to the ultimate climax. She let her senses wallow for a moment in everything that was her lover. She felt the heat and the wetness coating her thigh, she savored the salty taste in her mouth and the sweet summer aroma that was hanging in the air mixed with hay and Willowy fragrance. She pushed her leg higher, bending the knee just right to create even more pressure and friction over her girlfriend’s willing sex. Willow rocked against her, grabbing on tight to the blonde’s shoulders for leverage. Tara put one of her hands against the wall gaining support and with the other held her lover’s ass to help their movements.
Willow was close to toppling over the edge, but it was Tara’s show, when she felt the redhead coming close to the pinnacle she lowered her leg earning her a groan of frustration from the overheated woman hanging on her shoulders. Tara quickly made it up to Willow by inserting a teasing finger into her ready and eager core. Willow purred her approval.” Yessssss…..” as Tara added another finger while making her way down her love’s body. She ran in and out at a steady pace, shifting slightly to the side to leave enough room for her mouth. Willow pushed herself down on Tara’s tongue and fingers, riding out the waves of pleasure that were pumping and trotting in her pussy and throughout her whole body. She was well beyond any reasonable thought now. Her need was raw and wild. Her red hair was sticking to her face, her usually pale skin was tinted a hot pink, she was dripping and melting into Tara’s hand and mouth. Tara was making her insane, the blonde’s movements were too steady and paced for Willow’s taste. The redhead needed to come and come hard. “ Tara…please…please….” She pleaded throwing her head back. Tara looked up from her kneeling position with a wicked smile, she licked her lips clean of Willow juice and asked almost innocently. “ Please what darling?”
Willow again pushed herself down hard on Tara’s fingers. “ Please FUCK me now! Hard and fast!”
Tara smiled again and smacked her lips in anticipation, she didn’t need to be asked twice.
She lapped at Willow’s clit while her fingers sped up the pace and hardened the intensity of the motions.
“ Oh…Fuuuuuuck….yessss!” Willow cried out like a creature of the night. “ Harder baby…oh yeah…right there…faster baby…this-is-sooo-fuuucking-good!”
Tara held to Willow’s legs with one hand as the redhead started bucking wildly like an untamed stallion. The blonde galloped inside Willow’s body taking the redhead towards a new horizon of pleasure. With a curling of her fingers and few more skillful maneuvers Tara steered Willow into a powerful orgasm. “ Oh…oh…Goddess…Taaaraaaa!” She howled, shaking from head to toe and releasing her essence all over her expert rider.
Willow’s legs gave out from under her and Tara was there to catch her fall. They made it to the ground in a soft and tangled embrace. Willow’s breathing was coming in shallow gulps and her body shook as blue lightning streaks still traveled throughout her skin. Tara held her lover in close to her chest and waited.
When Willow recovered she smiled broadly and gazed lovingly at her girlfriend.
“ Wow! I don’t know what got into you Miss Maclay, but I like it. I like it a lot!” she stated.
Tara kissed the redhead softly and answered in a serious tone. “ You. You got into me. I couldn’t get you out of my mind. You were inside me making my blood boil hot and making my skin tingle. The ride this morning made feel…I don’t know, wanton?”
Willow’s passion was renewed when she heard Tara’s words and it was further inflamed by the blue orbs staring at her with want still present in their depths. The redhead claimed the blonde’s full lips in a heated kiss. She pressed her body down and they rocked against each other, awakening their desires for completion once more. Willow dipped her head a showered Tara’s nipples with kisses and little bites, they tasted like salt and earth and they made Willow’s body soar to the Heavens. The redhead raised her body up and positioned her self just below Tara’s waist. The blonde sighed and groaned her approval as Willow opened her legs further and pulled aside one of her thighs. Willow positioned her other legs one under and one over, scissoring their legs together. Their wet and pulsing pussies came together perfectly, making them both groan with the intensity of the sensation.
“ Oh yeah like that Baby.” Tara cooed as they rode each other at a steady and rising rhythm. They strode together and together they arrived at another earth moving climax.
Willow dismounted her golden mare and uttered the words she never would have thought that she would ever say. “ I think I love to ride wild horses.”
Edited by: nika
at: 6/9/03 8:54 pm
The outdoors certainly works for wanton. I love the idea of their enforced celibacy and their need for release making them wanton. I especially love to see a more sexually agressive Tara with Willow as the passive partner. Gosh, what Tommo said on the imagery cuz I agree with all Rtuh said but would never be able to say it so well. I've ridden a horse and sometimes you do get a bit "excited" as you post up and down and ride fast and well you know... 
Loving this series and "Red Ace" and actuallly all you stories you ahve a great way with words. 
You're the queen of the 'former' and the 'latter' so I blush and bow.
made me do it!
at: 6/24/03 8:35 am
