Heath and Lupe-by How2
Seventeen years old and Heath was just over the border in
Mexico. He had returned home to Strawberry from the war having spent months
recovering in a military hospital from his incarceration in a prison of war
camp. He was glad to be with his mother again but as his strength and health
improved so he became restless and knew that life in Strawberry was not for
him. The town of Strawberry was slowly dying and besides, the same reasons he
had left for the war were still present. So he bade farewell and made his way
South working for his food or keep with a few days stop at farmsteads and
ranches on his way, no job being too meager for him. It seemed he was destined
for a life of wanderlust. Always his inner self would drive him on.
Eventually he crossed the border into Mexico and sought
work at the first ranch he came to. His Spanish could be spoken in a few words
but he was able to show his ability when they ushered him toward the young
horses. He was readily taken on. This was a large cattle ranch which also
prided itself on producing quality horses and Heath’s skill in time would
acquire him premium rates as a top wrangler.
Heath, for the first time in a long while was happy and
almost contented. He worked long and hard and soon earned the respect from the
other men. He was doing something he enjoyed and was good at and not being able
to speak the language suited him. There were those whom he worked alongside who
could speak some of his language and they would try to explain and communicate
with him. Quietly and over time he would learn Spanish but in the beginning it
suited him to remain silent. He could be a part of the crew without having to
converse or explain himself to them. Heath was a private person and at this
time in his life there was much he wanted to keep to himself and much he needed
to come to terms with.
After six weeks he was well settled and his quiet ways and
ability with the livestock had earned him a reputation and made him popular
among the men. The young, quiet, blue eyed, American with the yellow hair
became known outside the ranch too for when the men visited the village and the
local cantina they would take Heath along. It had not gone by their notice the
young American’s attraction for Senorita Lupe a young girl who plied her trade
at the Cantina del Rosa. They laughed and joked at his embarrassment when the
girl came over and flirted with him trying to entice him to the back room. His
desire was obvious but never did he go with her until the evening the men set
him up, paid his fees and with jollity dragged and pushed him to the back room.
As suddenly as he found himself alone with her his desire
disappeared. He was petrified. It was a small bare room lit only by wall
mounted candles highlighting the smoky, gray, mud, adobe walls. Heath stood and
faced her but his eyes wandered around the room taking in the sparse decor as a
distraction to his predicament. He wanted to escape but knew that he dared not
for the fear of the mockery he would receive from the men. Either way he knew
he would be mocked but preferred it for staying with the girl than for not. He
was not a coward and would face what was to come with bravery. He knew what was
expected of him but he was not sure he could perform. Any stiffness he had had
on first seeing her had gone. Although enlarged he was decidedly now limp and
shrinking all the time.
Lupe was about the same age but experienced in ways he was
not. During the war he had heard his comrades in arms bragging of their
conquests and he knew the feelings he experienced when listening to them but
the farthest he had ever been was a stolen kiss and a fumbled fondle with Libby
in the hay loft at the livery stable back home. His romance with Libby had come
to an abrupt end when her father had taken her away from Strawberry and any
chances of furthering his experience had then been dashed. He had been brought
up by women and was not ignorant to the different physiology of a woman and had
in his dreams dreamt of such a moment as this but the reality of it he now found
seriously daunting.
As he went limp so his bronzed face began to glow with
embarrassment. Lupe smiled with amusement understanding the state of affairs.
She was not blind to his shrinking and looked forward to the conquest. She had
wanted and waited for this moment since he had first arrived in the village.
With her eyes she had frequently undressed the young, handsome American with
the lonesome eyes imagining what she would find beneath his clothes. She would
go easy on him teaching him the art of love making, how to please his partner
as much as himself. This was going to be a night she enjoyed. Their different
languages was not going to be a barrier between them. There were ways to
express enjoyment besides speech.
She put her hands either side of his face and turned it
forcing him to look at her. Soon he was drowning in her large pools of ebony.
He felt safe there and did not avert his gaze as she smiled and began to
unbutton his shirt. Slowly she peeled the shirt from his shoulders allowing her
hands to feel his young taut muscles. He fought against the short tremors of
life burning in his loins. Her open hands stroked down his smooth chest where
only a few golden hairs sprouted. She brushed across his nipples and let the
flat of her hands journey over his hard stomach to his belt and deftly undid it
and in the gentle flicker of the candle light admired his young lean body still
growing into maturity.
Carefully she began undoing the buttons and as his pants
slipped over his slim hips he thought to grab at them only to be stopped by her
hands taking tight hold of his. He stood in expectation wearing only his boots
while his pants straddled round his ankles. Not considering how ridiculous he
looked he stood there submitting and accepting what was to come. She smiled
again and gently pushed against his shoulders. Losing his balance he tried to
step back but restricted by his pants fell to land on the coarse linen sheet
covering the straw and wheat husk filled mattress which was directly on the
floor.
He made to move but stopped, his eyes agog when she
crossed her arms and pulled at the hem of her blouse to thrust it up over her
head exposing her ample, firm, young breasts until the garment was free and her
long, thick, straight, black hair cascaded back down covering them. Only their
brown tips caught in the candle light tantalizingly peaked through between the
rich, strands of black. Heath looked at them feeling himself coming to life in
response to the divine vision. Swiftly she undid the button at the simple waist
band of her skirt and let it drop to the ground and stood there allowing him
time to savor her beauty.
Heath was mesmerized, his pale blue eyes taking in her
voluptuous body. Never had he envisaged the female form to be so beautiful. She
was not thin but was curvaceous and all the curves seemed to be going in and
out in the right places not that Heath was an expert. Seeing him sparking back
into life she stooped down by his feet her hair falling forward and hiding her
assets from him. Finally he was able to breathe as she removed his boots, then
his pants from his ankles and with his shirt discarded them.
He lay motionless experiencing slight tingling from the
tips of his toes to the top of his head as she ran her hands caressing slowly
up his legs, over his hips, across his stomach carefully moving upward enjoying
the feel of his firm young muscles until she lay beside him her body half
straddling his. Observing his now hardened prowess she knew this was going to
be quick but then afterwards she would teach him how to take time and delight
in the sensations their bodies would create. They had all night and she was in
no hurry.
Allowing one hand to roam across his chest and circle
around his farthest nipple occasionally brushing her fingers across it she
pressed her pouting lips to his gently separating them with her tongue. He
responded by opening his lips and welcomed her tongue with his. Experiencing
the sensual feeling her tongue was creating as it explored his mouth he felt
his tongue compelled to follow hers before pushing it back and following it
through into her mouth as he began to savor the delights it offered. She purred
encouragingly knowing that he was learning how to return her kiss. As their
tongues sparred she tweaked his nipple between her finger and thumb until she
heard him groan his approval. Rubbing
the inside of her foot and leg up and down his legs she broke off her kiss to
trail her tongue flicking and darting down to his earlobe where she bit
teasingly with her teeth all the time her hand roaming and tweaking his body.
He could feel her firm breasts rubbing against him and
finally he moved his free hand to hold the one that dangled tantalizingly over
his chest. Hearing her purr louder he became emboldened and allowed his fingers
to trace around the brown tip feeling it crinkling with his touch. She pushed
herself into him welcoming the contact as his fingers pinched and squeezed the
bud as it hardened with pleasure to his touch. He pressed his lips to hers and
then began exploring her neck with small pecks and licks all the time listening
to the tones of her purring learning where he caused the most pleasure by the
sounds she made as he tasted the saltiness of her skin.
Their position had not moved which was what she wanted as
she snaked her hand down to twist through his crinkly hair to take hold of his
hardness and hear his gasp at her touch. He had never felt anything quite like
it before as she squeezed gently and rubbed her hand down pulling the foreskin
with it, revealing the head. Gently she repeated the action being rewarded with
a hardening response and he groaned his pleasure biting gently into her earlobe
his hand squeezing hard into her ample breast. She could tell he could not take
much more and traced her finger through his love juice and spread it sensually
around the head and then lay over on to her back and separating her legs she
pulled at his hardness until he was on top of her his hips spreading her.
She lifted her knees to allow him access and the urge to
thrust took over his body. She lay there her feet encouragingly rubbing his
upper calves and the small of his knees her hands pressuring his back but not
helping his entry. His thrusts became more frantic and without control he
sought entry but in a spasm he came before entering squirting his juice between
her legs. Breathing heavily he rolled off disillusioned and embarrassed
believing he had let her down.
Then while he recovered she would teach him control and
further his education. As he lay there again beside her she turned his face to
her and pressed her lips to his and kissed sensually encouraging his response.
Despite his distress he felt himself responding returning her kiss pushing his
tongue between her lips to taste her delicious mouth. His body responded and he
raised himself on to an elbow his hand stroking up and down her before coming
to rest on her heaving breast. He allowed his hand to roam and squeeze and
tweak at her nipple as he felt the heat resurging in his loins.
She allowed him to lead the way and encouraged his
exploration with soft purring or loud growling sounds. His kisses spread from
her mouth round her neck and down the nape continuing on until he was in the
valley between her breasts. Gently she pushed them in to squeeze against him
her own hands encouraging him to stroke and squeeze her ample offering. Slowly
his kisses led him out to the hard tip of one breast and he swallowed it into
his mouth sucking and stroking with his tongue across the tip delighting in its
feel. His body was racked with sensations never experienced before and he felt
his own arousal. She felt it too and letting her hand caress down his body took
hold of him to control his desire by gently squeezing and stroking encouraging
his growth. As she stroked him he sucked and kissed her hard bud letting one
hand roam down the curves of her body to gradually feel up the inside of her
thigh.
Keeping firm hold of him her legs instinctively opened to
encourage his roving hand. As he groaned his pleasure she purred contentedly
intermittently saying “Si.”
His hand delved into her wetness before resting and
cupping against her pubic bone. His mouth moved across to play on her other
breast as his long fingers delved further into the crevice between her swollen
ridges into her inviting love juice. As he brushed over the hardened nub she
gasped out “si si,” and he knew he had hit upon a sensual spot. He gently
rubbed against it and felt her push rhythmically against his hand, purring
louder. Allowing the heel of his hand to rest on her hardened nub he pressed
his fingers down until he found her opening and smoothly pushed a finger inside
feeling the walls throbbing with their acceptance. He pressed another finger inside and allowed them to roam
pressing against the walls feverishly exploring. All the time her arm stretched
down and held firmly on to his hardness controlling and monitoring his desire,
gently squeezing and allowing her thumb to spread his love juice over its head.
When she felt she could no longer control his desire and her need for him to
fill her was great she pulled on him leading him between her legs as she had
before. Again she raised her knees and lifted her hips to meet him but kept her
hand placed around his hardness so she could direct him into her helping him
this time. Her inside throbbed and pulsed with desire for him and she purred
out her wishes, “entre entre,” forcing her hips toward him.
Understanding what she was doing he rested on an elbow and
let his other hand stroke down her curves through the labyrinth to reclaim and
give himself direction. Releasing her hand she put it to his back to hold onto
his buttock her other hand grabbing on to the other, her fingers digging
encouragingly into his flesh. The fire now burning in his loins was forcing him
to thrust. He was losing control of his body and he was no longer in charge. He
pressed toward the opening finding no difficulty in entry this time the head
slipped easily inside drowning in the warmth of her wetness.
“Lento va lento,” she growled, “va lento,” as her fingers
dug into his rump she told him to go slow. His hips pushed forward and he
slipped further and further into her for the first time knowing what it was to
be joined. His desire was to thrust but he kept each lunge long and slow as he
removed his directing hand to play and fondle with her breasts. He kissed and
licked with his mouth tasting her flesh as at the same time with a slow rhythm
he pushed deep inside possessing her.
She arched her back and then released, her inside finding his rhythm and
squeezing on to him all the time encouraging him with growls or purrs as her
finger nails dug into his flesh.
His desire was hard and firm and large as he delved deep
inside. Cushioned in her warmth he felt the need to retreat and pulled back
taking heed not to exit before thrusting himself back in hard to the hilt
feeling her jerk as her growl turned to a scream. Worried he looked at her
questioningly but with her eyes tightly closed he could see the smile and knew
she had screamed in pleasure and withdrew again to repeat the same move
eliciting the same response. He was in heaven and he hoped she was too. Never
had he felt anything like it before. He was being driven by his desire and his
hardness throbbed with the need to release and his thrusts gradually became
shorter and faster in their urgency as he buried himself deeper and higher
inside her.
His back arched and his hips thrust frantically as she met
and accepted all his movement their organs working together in rapid harmony.
His groans matching her growls as their breathing became faster. He could feel
himself coming as she suddenly shrieked and shuddered and stiffened and pulsed
spasmodically convulsing and screaming drawing him to his end. This time he
came climaxing inside her his body stiffening and jerking as his seed sprayed
out in sharp bursts. He fought to breathe as his muscles went limp and he went
weak collapsing his full weight on top of her. She wrapped her arms around his
back and neither of them moved as their exhausted and sweat soaked bodies
melded into one. He did not withdraw he left himself inside comforted by her as
he softened and lost his size.
He had learned well and she was pleased. That first time
simple lessons had been taught. As the night progressed they would sleep and
wake and he would explore her body and find new ways of pleasing her and she
would touch him in different and new places and teach him further the art of
making love. Over the months to come once or twice a week he stayed in the back
room sharing his body and pay with her learning new positions of coupling and
different ways of pleasuring himself and her. She was fun and through their
love making he learned to speak her language and could share more with her than
just his body.
Six months went by and they relished in each others
company until he arrived to find her gone. Nothing had been spoken, not even a
letter or word been left, her lover from past times had come and taken her
away. Heath believed he was in love with her and as his broken heart mended he
realized that his first real lover was not true. He recovered never forgetting
the pleasure he had had or the lessons he had learned. Lupe would remain
forever in his heart.
Fin