Part Two

It was a warm summer's morning as Danielle Slade sat on the porch of Amos Slade's shack. She sat in his large rocker with a cup of coffee lightly clutched in her hands. Her legs were pulled up under Amos's large shirt. She stared out at the woods, not looking at anything really, just staring. Amos had left early that morning to check his traps. She sat thinking about the things that had transpired over the last few weeks. She and Amos had made love, several times, he proposed a week later, and three days ago they were married. She tapped her silver wedding band on her cup. Amos had made her the happiest woman alive and she wanted to return the favor.

In the distance, the banging of Amos's traps could be heard. Danny smiled a devilish smile as she sat the cup down. She unbottoned his shirt just enough to reveal her small and perky breasts. Next she placed each of her luscious legs on the arms of the rocker. If she knew Amos as well as she thought she did, he wouldn't be able to continue with his day until he had had his way with her. She watched as he came in view of the shack; his pack mule loaded heavily. She couldn't wait until he caught sight of her.

Amos looked up at the shack. He saw his beautiful wife, Danny, sitting there on the porch. His heart swelled, as did his manhood. He might be twenty years her senior, but his eye sight was still good and he could clearly make her out. Her long blond hair hung down over her shoulders. He could see his shirt was open, revealing her small, yet perfect, breasts. Her lusious legs were spread wide and his shirt bottom rested just above the patch of blond hair between her legs. "MMM," he moaned. Did she know what she was doing to him? He saw the devilish smile on her face. Oh yeah, she knew exactly what she was doing him. Damn did she ever know.

Amos stopped his horse next to his shack. "Good morning, Mr. Slade," Danny sexily said. It didn't take him long to dismount his horse and wrap the reigns around a post. Pulling her to him, he hovered his mouth just above hers. "Good morning to you, Mrs. Slade," he said in a husky voice, just before passionately kissing his wife.

Placing his hands on Danny's ass, Amos lifted his wife up to his waist. She instantly wrapped her legs around him. He stared into her desired filled eyes as he pinned her to the side of the shack. He slipped his britches down just enough to release what it was she so desired. He pushed himself into her, causing her to gasp. He watched her closely as she closed her eyes and bit her lower lip. "Amos," she gasped. "Oh god, Amos." She now stared at him.

Danny ran her fingers through Amos's hair as he worked himself in her. His large chest pressed against just hard enough to pin her but without crushing her. "Oh Danny," he growled into her ear, his hands roughly massaging her ass. "Why do you torment me so with your body?" "I didn't know that this was torture," she replied as his kissed her neck.

Danny felt Amos thrust harder and deeper into her. They both panted with lust and desire for the other. She made a fist with both hands, gripping his shirt in them. She felt herself explode as he pushed her harder against the wall of the shack. "Amos," she screamed as she felt his release in her. Together they came. Releasing her hold on his shirt, she wrapped her arms around his neck, tightly pulling him to her. "I love you," she gasped. "And I love you," he panted.

Amos stayed in Danny; he didn't want to lose the closeness of being in his wife. "That felt so good," she cooed. "I've missed you so much." "I've only been gone a few hours, my dear," he replied. She began wiggling her hips around. "But it was a few hours too long," she moaned as she began to pleasure herself on him once again. Amos moaned as Danny moved on him. It took all the strength he could summon to ask, "What are you doing, Danny?" He felt her arms pulling him closer to her. "What does it fell like," she cooed.

"I now what you it feels like. And I know what it is. But why?"

"To torture you, my love."

Amos grinded his hips into Danny once again. He hadn't yet had time to soften in her, but her actions had certainly prevented it from happening. Brushing his shirt she wore aside, he kissed her breasts as he continued to pleasure them both. Her fingers again ran thru his hair as he deeply kissed her. Their tongues mated as his hips thrusted hard in her again. Once again they came in unison.

Amos released his hold on Danny's ass. They both smiled with pleasure as her feet found the ground. "Get dressed woman," he huskily growled, "I have too much to do to be distracted by your idea of torture." His heart soared as she laughed. God he loved to hear her laugh. He smiled at her as he pulled his britches back up. That smiled spread as he said, "But I'll be happy to allow you to torture me some more later tonight."

Later that night, Danny stared at herself in the mirror as she pulled her hair up into an easy to release bun. A violet satin and lace gown, one she had purchased months ago in hopes that Amos would one day see her wear it, drapped her body. It's small straps hung sexily on her shoulders. She adjusted the top of the very revealing gown so that her breasts fit nice under the lace top. She wanted Amos to not only want her, but to ache for her so bad that it hurt. She gave herself one last look in the mirror.

Danny lit the lamp on the table. It was soon be dark and she wanted just enough light to set the mood. She then stood in the center of the one room shack. Amos had went to the creek to wash up and would be returning very soon. They had had an early supper so that she could continue with the "torture" she had started earlier in the day. She heard his footsteps on the wooden planks outside. "Are you ready," he chuckled. "Yes," she called. Danny held her breath as Amos entered.

Amos had to stopped in the doorway. He held his breathe as he stared at Danny in awe and amazement. He knew just how beautiful his wife was, but he didn't think it was possible that she could be even more. Dropping his boots and shirt beside the door. The noise of the boots hitting the floor reminded him to breathe. "My God, Danny," he groaned as he slammed the door shut behind him; forgetting that it took very little effort from him to slam the door. He felt his manhood grow, aching to be in her. No..., It didn't just ache for her; it throbbed painfully for her.

Amos watched as Danny played with the violet satin in her fingers. He smiled as she did. He eyes focused on her face, down her throat, her breasts, the length of the snug night gown, and then back to her smiling face. "Do you like," she asked, her fingers still playing with the material. "Yes," he said as he exhaled a deep breathe. Then, as he sucked the air in for another breathe, he said, "I love it." He continued to stare at her as her cheeks redden. He was frozen by her beauty.

Amos stared at Danny as she pulled out the two pins holding her long blond hair into place. It cascaded down sexily when she did. He walked towards her, stopping just in front of her. He thought she looked like a fragle doll that would break if touched. But he wanted to touch her; to feel her soft skin against his rough palms. And yet..., he was afraid she just might break if he did. He was glad when she ran her fingers along his chin and releaved that fear.

Danny drew in a deep breath as Amos pulled her to him; his one arm around her waist as his other cupped her small breast. She felt his arousal pressed hard against her stomach. She moaned from the thought that it would soon be in her. Her heart pounded in her chest, causing her pulse to race rapidly thru her veins. God, how she loved this man and all the things he made her feel! She placed her hands on his broad shoulders momentarily before running her fingertips across them and up his neck.

Darkness had completely consumed the shack as Danny moved with Amos to the bed. The glow from the lamp on the table gave the room just enough light. She laid down on the bed as he removed his only artcle of clothing; his britches. She couldn't keep from smiling as he laid next to her. She shivered with anticipation as he ran his fingertips along her jaw and cheek. He then kissed her neck before nibbling on her ear lobe. She closed her eyes and moaned as his hand rubbed her breasts. She was sent to unknown places just from his touch.

Danny raised her knees slightly as Amos deeply kissed her. She shivered as his hand slid from her breast, along her side, passed her hip, and down her leg. His fingers slowly pull the bottom of the satinly fabric upwards until he held it in his hand. She held her breath as his hand touched her bare leg and progressed upwards, pushing the fabric upwards as well. When he reached that certain place, she inhaled deeply. She spread her legs slightly, allowing his finger access to her womanhood.

Amos kissed down Danny's neck as his finger slipped into her warmth. Her moans filled his ears as he kissed further down. He liked the feel of the cool satin, but it was her hot skin that he really wanted to feel, and see. He continued to kiss her bare skin; not just kissing it, but tasting and savoring her flavor. Sitting up, he slipped the straps from her shoulders. His eyes took in all of her beauty as he pulled the straps from her arms. Gathering the fabric together at her waist, he pulled it down her legs before tossing it to the floor. In the glow of the lamp light, he stared at her body. He felt the painful throbbing in his manhood again. He had tasted her skin, now he wanted to taste her womanhood.

Amos teased Danny's pretty pink clit with his tongue, feeling the heat from her womanhood as he did. He heard her gasp as he plunged his tongue into her. He felt her legs close around his head; covering his ears, but not preventing him from hearing her screams of ecstacy. Her juices flowed onto his tongue, causing him to eagerly lapped at her more. He rubbed his prickly face against the softness of her thighs. His smiled when he saw the redness on them as he sat up on his knees and pulled her body to him.

Amos propped himself up on one arm as the other slide under Danny's shoulders. He pulled her shoulders up to him; her arms wrapped around his neck as her legs wrapped around his waist. He sucked her breasts; teasing her hard nipples with his teeth. He slid himself into her, causing her nails to dig into his neck. He barely felt them, but her arousal only made him ache for her more. She moaned as he pulled all but the head of his manhood out of her wetness and then plunged back in her.

"Amos," Danny gasped as he pumped himself in her. She felt his tongue as he ran it from between her breasts and up her throat, flicking it when it came to the ended of her chin. She moved in rhythem with him. Her whole body shook as she felt herself climax. "MMM," he moaned as did.

Danny rolled with Amos as he laid on his back; her legs straddled his hips. Placing her hands on his muscled chest, she pushed her light frame up and down on him. She knew that he barely even felt the pressure that she was exerting as she rode his very thick shaft. He raised his hands above his head and watched her as she rode him. Thanks to the lamp glow, she could see the smile of pleasure on his face. He moaned and groaned as she rode him; his eyes closing and opening as she did. The more she pleased herself, the more she pleased him. "Oh God," she screamed as she came again. She settled herself back down on his entire shaft. She rolled her head around in pleasure, causing her long blonde hair to lightly touch him.

Danny fell foward onto Amos. She gave into him when he pushed her off of him. She laid in a fetal postion, trying to regain her spent strength and control her breathing. She felt him kneel behind her before pulling her hips up to him. Then came the feeling of his manhood as he buried himself deep inside her. She was finally able to get herself up onto her elbows, but just didn't have the strength to push herself up any further.

Amos gripped Danny's smooth, sensual hips. Her waist was so small that he could make his thumbs and middle fingers met, but that's not what he wanted do right now. He stayed still on his knees as he moved her on him. He loved her tightness. She was almost as tight as when he first entered her a few weeks ago. She was no longer a virgin, but she was his; all his.

Amos felt the pain move from his hardness and into his balls. He needed to cum. Gripping her slender hips tighter, almost to the point of bruising her, he rammed himself into her. He growled with ecstacy just as she came again. Her elbows went out from under her and she now laid on her face and shoulders as she screamed his name over and over into the bed. It pleased him when they came together. She turned her face towards him. He watched the tears stream from her eyes as his milked his balls with her tightness.

Amos laid them down on their sides; his manhood still buried deep in Danny. He tenderly kissed her where ever he could. Her tears contuned to flow and her body shook as it slowly came down from the sexual high she had just received. He wrapped one arm around her waist as the other slide under her and pressed against her breasts. He held her tight to him. She felt so fragle in his arms. He thought about how fragle she had looked in the nightgown that had been discarded some time ago. He wanted to keep her in his arms forever. To protect her fragleness. He didn't want what had happened to Katrina to happen to her. But with all the love making they had been doing, it was inevitable that she would soon be carrying his child.

Prolouge

Not only did Danny carry Amos's child, but she birthed him three sons. All of them took after their father and hunted and trapped for a living. They each married. He saw most of his grandchildren before his death. Danny lived nearly fifteen years more than him, but never remarried. Her children buried her next to her one true love.

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