Page 96 of Cowboy Daddies

“Let’s get out of here.”

Wordlessly, she nods and allows him to help her into the truck between us. We pull out just as the cars full of teenagers pull in and I can’t help but be relieved. A few minutes earlier and they would have gotten quite a show.

Tripp

Marci teases me the whole way to our campground and by the time we pull up she’s lucky I haven’t pulled off the side of the road somewhere and demanded she put her money where her mouth is.

With Levi I would have. But Marci is a lady, despite how she’s currently acting, and she’s a lady I’m still trying to impress.

We’re going to have sex tonight. I can feel it in my gut, and as much as I like to stick to convention, I can tell I’d have a fight on my hands from the both of them if I tried.

And I don’t want to try. I want to kiss her pink mouth and taste her sweet pussy. Getting to smack her ass was just a party favor that left me wanting more.

As soon as we park, I wrench open the door and hop out, then go around to the other side and help them down. Marci holds on to Levi while I unlock the trailer. I wait for them to enter first and once they’re inside I close my eyes and try to steal a moment with myself. I’m trying to talk sense into my raging libido, but my cock is having none of it.

Rituals are rituals because they work, but does the money even matter if we get the girl?

“Hey Tripp!” Levi calls through the door. The sound is followed by a high-pitched squeal from Marci. “Are you coming?”

Am I coming? In my pants, if I’m not careful.

I go inside and as soon as the door closes behind me and I catch sight of the two of them rolling around together on the bed like they’ve known each other for years, I know I’ve made my choice. Rituals be damned.

Marci is ours. My cock hurts, it’s so hard and I can’t wear these tight jeans for another second. Taking off my hat and setting it on the dinette, I stare at them, then wordlessly strip, all while maintaining eye contact.

When I’m standing there in my boxer-briefs, Marci licks her lips. Pre-cum leaks from my tip and I groan. Fuck it all. I chuck them off, then fist my straining cock.

Marci and Levi are both staring at me hungrily.

“Get over here.” I’m talking to Levi but I don’t specify and they both come.

Levi kisses me softly and Marci drops to her knees in front of me, taking me in her mouth.

Hot. Damn.

I brace myself with one hand on the table and kiss Levi harder. I don’t want him to feel left out. I clap one hand on his asscheek and squeeze just as Marci takes me deeper, running her tongue up and down my shaft. I lace my free hand through her hair, and she squeezes my balls.

I pull away panting. What. The. Fuck? How am I this close to orgasm after only a few minutes?

Marci blinks up at me, eyes wide. “Did I do something wrong… Sir?”

Oh god. It sounds as good on her lips as I’d imagined it would.

“No,” I croak. “I just… Can we move this to the bedroom?” It’s steps away, more like a partitioned-off bed than an actual bedroom, but that doesn’t matter. “And you guys need to get naked. We’re not exactly on a level playing field here.”

“You’re the one that just walked in and started stripping,” Levi teases, but stops short when I smack his ass hard.

Marci looks on with interest, then runs for the bed and chucks off her clothes as soon as she gets there. She stops when she gets to her bra and panties, looking embarrassed. I note that they are sensible but not unsexy.

I catch her eyes and hold her gaze, biting my lip. “You still have clothes on, babygirl. You need to be naked for this to be fair.”

“Oh…I …” She was about to say something unkind about herself, I could tell, but she stops, and rubs her ass instead. Good.

“Is there a problem?”

“I… I’m nervous. I’m… older than you guys and it’s been a long time.”

“I like what I see so far. And I’m going to be real honest. I’m not going to be inspecting your body to see how you measure up. I’m much more concerned with getting to taste your pretty pink pussy. Can’t do that if you have panties on.”