"Hold on a minute boy. Come share lunch with me. Any man riding a mule is my kind of people," he said, with a sweep of his arm.I looked in the directi...n he was gesturing in and saw nine of the finest looking mules I'd ever seen. I walked Zeke over and ground tied him with the other mules then introduced myself to my host. I looked him over as we shook hands. He was a medium sized, grizzled fellow with long black hair tied behind his head by a piece of rawhide. He also had a thick bushy beard.. "Fuck me...me...with...your dick. Now, please."So polite, I thought. I got off my knees and I laid down on the other end of the couch as she crawled over, mounted me and slowly started to ride me. I rubbed her tits as she was sitting on me and I thrusted my cock up into her clit as much as I could. "Tell me, baby" she said as her breath shortened. "Tell me what you're going to do to me."I smiled. "I'm going to fuck you so hard your giant titties are gonna fly up and smack you in your gorgeous. As the party progressed the liquor ran freely and the patrons did not know the amount they were consuming, thus made it easy for my imminent husband to sneak me off to a secluded room in which he wanted to know me better. Although the chill was still in my heart my curiosity outweighed it as well as my chaste upbringing, which never allowed me alone in the presence of a man. His eyes burned into my being, seeing my very soul, knowing I was pure, untouched. James, as was his name, spoke softly. I felt so warm and full. I was so excited my ass was having spasms. He loved that feeling and started pounding away. I started cumming from him raking his cock across my prostate. I just kept flowing jiz. (I do this a lot when Chris fucks me.) It felt so divine, Chris going in and out of my man pussy. I never saw myself as ever being gay or bi when I was young. Even after my first time getting fucked by another men, I was convinced it wasn’t for me. But I had the yearning just to try one more.