Read Cowgirl Erotica Collection Online
Authors: Lily Smith
Tags: #threesome, #bdsm, #rimming, #western adult, #lesbian cowgirls, #shootouts, #robbery guns, #western alien abductee
Cherie stood staring down at the huge
wrecked device, trying to gauge how it could have ended up down in
the canyon, when she heard mandible clicking sounds emanating from
behind her. She turned around to see a breathtakingly beautiful
female who stood scratching her chin as she studied them. She was
covered blue from head to toe, and stood aloof, and
nude.
"Christ, who the fuck are you!"
Cherie yelled as she pointed her
revolver at the otherworldly individual. Her gun shook nervously as
she spoke.
Jett turned around and dropped her jaw
a bit in shock. She wasn't sure whether she was looking at a circus
performer or a cherub in a school play. The blue female stood
eye-to-eye at them and tapped a few multi-colored dots etched onto
her wrist while the veins changed colors from blue to yellow and
then back again. It addressed Cherie first.
"Quién es usted?" it asked, giving her
a puzzled look. Jett looked at Cherie and shrugged her shoulders
while the brilliantly blue female tapped a few a different design
onto her wrist.
"Wer sind Sie?" it again
asked.
"What the hell..." Cherie said as she
stood marvel-faced at the boopy sounds that seemed to echo from her
multi-colored wrist.
"Who are you?" it finally asked, as
Jett lowered both her guns.
"I'm Cherie and this is Jett. I think the bigger question
is...who are
you
?" Cherie stated impulsively.
"I don't have a suitable translation
of my name for you. You couldn't pronounce it even if I could say
it to you. Just call me Di" it said.
"Die?" Jett asked
quizzically.
"No, it is pronounced Dee" Di
said.
"You're uh...kinda naked. And why are
your covered with blue powder?" Cherie asked.
"Not powder. This is my natural
appearance. However, my suit seems to be burning in the crash you
see before you."
"This...metal heap...is yours?" Jett
asked.
"Yes, I was studying some of the local
plant life when my ship crashed. It was my own fault actually. I
was flying too low, not paying attention. A few birds flew into my
engines and down I went." she explained.
Cherie looked down at her marvelously
slender legs that beamed beauty and seduction. She looked down at
her wildly blue cunny which resembled a blue forest with the
floweriest clit in the world.
"You mean...you're ship
actually...flies?" Jett asked.
"Yes, but the nanites, er, I mean
robots
, that are repairing her seem to be taking
longer than usual. It may be a few hours yet."
"Robots?" Cherie asked.
"Tiny microbial-sized...helpers, if
you will. Too small to see with your eyes. I can see them however.
I was hoping they would be finished by now" she
remarked.
Jett couldn't take her eyes off of
Di's succulently lush mound. The mound of her pussy was blue on the
outside, yet flashed a bit of pink just under the clit. She
wondered what purpose the color blue had. Certainly it wasn't
camouflage, at least not in the drab and dullness of the
canyon.
Di looked over at Jett whose eyes
seemed entranced at Di's legs.
"I should probably tell you that I am
telepathic and can hear what you're thinking" Di
cautioned.
Jett laughed hysterically.
"Ok outer-space gal, what am I
thinking right this moment?" Jett asked pointedly.
Di looked her in the eyes and raised
an eyebrow.
"You want to taste me. Between my
legs, that is." Di said.
"What about me? What am I thinking?"
Cherie asked.
"You...want to lick my anal region and
have me do the same to you...simultaneously I presume", she
said.
"
Holy shit
, that is exactly what I was thinking!" Cherie
said.
"Ok, one more time. What am I thinking
now, Miss?" Jett cockily asked.
"You want me to engage both of you in
various sexual positions. Your thoughts are as clear as water to
me. Needless to say, where I come from, we have to be very careful
about what we think about, lest we give the wrong impression to
strangers. Is this something you truly want to do with me before I
leave? Or were these simply fleeting thoughts not meant for serious
inquiry?" Di inquired.
"Uh..." Cherie said, glancing over at
Jett smiling back at her.
"
YES
!" Jett blurted out before Cherie could answer.
"Very well. If you will guard the
entrance of this canyon from anyone else's eyes when we are done, I
will entertain your wishes." Di said with a touch of
boldness.
Di walked over to Cherie who stood
almost paralyzed with fear, and kissed her on her lips. Jett looked
on in amazement as Di's blue tongue swished against Cherie's tongue
back and forth while Di slowly unbuttoned her jeans, dropping them
to the floor.
"Unfucking-believable!" Jett
exclaimed.
"I wish we had a blanket" Cherie
added.
"We don't need one" Di
quipped.
Di once again pressed a few dots on
her wrist and both Cherie and Jett miraculously felt themselves
floating three feet off the ground. Their guns dropped to the
canyon floor.
"How the hell are you doing this?"
Jett asked in amazement as she floated in mid-air with her stomach
facing the sky.
"It won't last long on the charge it
has, but will give me just enough time to engage your sexual
wishes. And I am a bit...bored waiting around for them to finish",
Di said.
Cherie leaned over to Jett and
whispered, "She says it so matter-of-factly, like it's an every day
thing".
Di walked over and without asking,
started removing Cherie's clothes one piece at a time. She removed
all but her socks, and walked over to Jett and did the same:
removing everything but the black socks.
"I find it rather...enhancing...when I
leave the socks on" Di said in a permeating tone.
She tapped another colored tattoo
around her opposite wrist and bounced two feet into the air
alongside them. She floated towards Jett as if she were in liquid
gel and maneuvered her into a sixty-nine position, gliding her
tongue between her legs.
"Oh my fucking god, her tongue is so
fucking long! It's like a fucking snake!" Jett blurted out as her
hips bucked under the pressure of an extra-terrestrial tongue being
driven into her pussy.
"Save some for me." Cherie added as
she reached out for Di's ankle and pulled herself toward them both.
She brought herself to face Di's beautiful blue ass, which beamed
perfection and years of hardcore training from some celestial boot
camp. Cherie ran her tongue up and down her blue ass
crack.
"Tastes like..." Cherie
whispered
"Blueberries?" Jett
smirked.
"No. Cherries...with a hint of basal.
Don't ask me why." Cherie said as she continued to devour her blue,
perfectly shaped lover.
Di inched her tongue further up into
Jett's pulsating cunny, sending ticklish sensations rushing through
Jett's veins. Cherie continues lapping her tongue up and down the
alien girl's ass like she was eating a wedding cake. It bestowed an
intense sugary taste upon her tongue the more she
licked.
"
You
taste like a fucking lollipop
..." Cherie thought to herself.
Di heard her thoughts and paused to
answer, retracting her tongue from Jett.
"We release copious amount of sugar
when we engage in sex" Di said to Cherie.
Di reinserted her tongue into Cherie
sending a rush of pleasure and lucidity.
"I think I'm gonna pop my cum all over
your pretty blue face darling" Cherie said as her legs wrapped
around her.
The sun cast its light down on them
from the canyon's edges, sending their shadows into seductive
shapes that danced on the ground. In the next breath Di started to
vibrate her exceedingly long tongue upwards into Cherie's pussy,
causing her to drip her creamy cum from her legs and down to her
feet. She banged her hips against Di's beautiful face again and
again as she twisted and twirled in place. The scent of her cum and
sugary sweat from Di's skin filled the air between them. Jett
continued thrusting her tongue against Di's pussy until she sprayed
blue droplets of cum into the air and all over Jett's
face.
Chapter 4: The Rather Spectacular View
No sooner had the three voluptuous
beauties caught their breath from the celestial threesome they had
experienced, when a cascade of bullets hailed in from the direction
of the canyon's entrance. Bullets ricocheted off dusty boulders and
granite walls as the lawmen aimed for anything that moved in the
dead end of the crescent-shaped canyon.
"
Get
down
!"
Cherie yelled to Jett and Di as she pulled out her revolver and
hastefully counted her last bullets.
"Who the fuck is that!" Jett yelled
out from behind a rock.
"Probably the same guys that got an
ass-chewing for letting us nab you back at the stagecoach. I count
five of 'em" she yelled in between bullets flying
overhead.
"I count seven" Di stated
unemotionally.
"If you like having a head between your shoulders, I would
suggest getting the fuck
down
!" Cherie cried out to Di.
"This won't take long. It sometimes
has rather bizarre side effects however." Di said as she took out a
handheld container from her ship while her nanites furiously
wrapped up their finishing touch on the repairs.
"What is
that
for?" Jett inquired.
"You'll see. It is non-fatal, but may
prove useful as a distraction." she continued.
Di threw the device high overhead
towards the entrance of the canyon which landed at the feet of
several of the burly shooters. A second later it exploded in a
flurry of blue-colored gobs of bubbles which suctioned themselves
to the deputies' clothes like sucking fish on a shark. The shooting
momentarily ceased as the deputies tried in futility to flick off
the blue sticky substance. One by one the deputies clothes started
to wither away to shreds as the alien substance consumed the
clothed threads like a circle of frenzied sharks to raw
meat.
In a matter of minutes, all seven of
the deputies were stark naked with the exception of their leather
gun belts and boots. The blue substances which had eaten their
clothes fell to the ground in useless abandon. The deputies stood
shocked at what was happening, and felt powerless to overcome it.
Unobstructed embarrassment set upon them as they looked upon each
other's sagging, hairy balls.
"What in the sam-hell is going on
here!" one of them blurted out as he cupped his balls.
Cherie and Jett looked back at their
blunt nakedness and laughed uncontrollably.
"You lily-thievin', sorcerous sons o'
bitches!" the sheriff shouted at them as he fired off another
several rounds in their direction. The deputies had in that instant
decided that if they were going back into town in the raw, they
weren't coming back without their prisoners.
"Ok, it looks like the magic beans or
whatever didn't stop them, at least not completely. Got any other
ideas?" Cherie asked, still chuckling at the stark, naked
deputies.
Di looked over at her ship which
seemed for all intents and purposes, given the situation, to be
fully repaired.
"Climb in and I'll fly us out of
here." Di stated stolidly.
"Are you fuckin' kidding me! I'm not
goin' up in that thing!" Jett screamed as bullets still flew
spastically into their location.
"Its either that or they pepper our
asses with lead. I don't know about you but I value my ass
lead-free!" Cherie exclaimed.
Di climbed into the machine no bigger
than a small stagecoach. Cherie dashed for the saucer-shaped device
with Jett in tow and clamored into the device not knowing what to
expect. The engine started to hum as Di flailed her fingers in
seemingly all directions, pushing a myriad of different shaped
buttons as if testing their functionality. Cherie and Jett looked
at each other in panic, wondering how many minutes would pass by
before the angry, naked lawmen barreled down the canyon toward them
firing who knows how many bullets into the ship.
"Lie down on your backs on those two
mats", Di said deadpan-like.
"What good is that going to do? Why
don't you just open the hatch and I'll fire at them while we spirit
away?" Cherie asked.
"Because you'll end up breaking your
neck as we fly off! Just do what I tell you to!" Di yelled. She
muttered something inaudible about "humans" as she continued to
fire up whatever propelling measures she could.
Both Cherie and Jett lied down as they
were told. The hum of the ship was now near-deafening as it lifted
off the ground in a jarring sideways motion and darted up the side
of the canyon wall. Cherie and Jett felt sick to the stomach as
they felt their bodies pulled against the floor the faster they
flew upward.