Charlese Le’Push
July 2010
Anastasia is 44 years old, and youthful as if she were in her 20’s. With long straight red hair, green eyes; plump pouting lips and pale white skin. She is tall and lean, sumptuous thighs that are strong and supple. Initial impression of Anastasia soft spoken, stunningly beautiful and coy but once you get to know her in the bedroom she becomes a tenacious, seductress who knows what she wants and what you need.
David is 21 years old, a tall handsome hunk with short dark hair and a goatee. He has muscular, arms, abs and thighs. He appears to be shy and conservative at first but when you get to know him you soon find out that he is a master in the matters of pleasing women. He is ready to break all the rules that most conservatives hold in the bedroom.
APOV Anastasia’s point of view
I met David at a gun show in New York. I was looking for a little purse sized number but had no idea what I was doing. The merchandise hall was massive booth after boot of guns, bullets and other various hunting accoutrement. I found a booth with a sign that said “Cowgirl Up” There were cute little necklaces with rhinestone studded cowboy boot charms. Pink holsters and pink cowgirl hats and a glass case that held little hand guns among other items. As I looked into the case a little girl about 10 years old looked at me and said “That one, you should have that one” I looked at her with surprise as she obviously knew more than I did about guns. So I asked the seller to let me see the one that the girl had pointed out. The girl smiled, purchased her pink charm necklace and hopped away into the crowd.
I looked at the gun and said “This is nice, I like the size, and it’s pretty” I thought it will fit nicely in my handbag. He must have been watching me because he emerged from the crowded walkway and said “Need some help?” I looked at the seller; she didn't’t say anything to help me so I said “Sure”. He asked me what I’d use the gun for and so on. He explained that every gun has its purpose and should be chosen carefully. Then he introduced himself as David and told me that I didn't’t want that one and that he would help me find the right one for me. As we wove through the crowds I couldn't’t help but notice the fit build of his body. His jeans nicely accentuated his thighs and ass. His package wasn’t bad either.
DPOV David’s point of view
I’d been looking at her sizing up the toy guns at the kid’s booth. Her innocence about guns was charming. I asked her what she needed the gun for. She said self defense. I couldn’t let her buy a toy gun and think that it would work to protect her if she really needed it. I didn’t have the heart to tell her she was looking at toy guns. So I introduced myself and took her to get a real hand gun.
On the way I told her we needed to stop and pick up the Winchester I’d been coveting for months. She appeared surprised at the size of the riffle I had bought but I reminded her that ever gun has a purpose. I told her I was planning a trip to Alaska to go bear hunting. She seemed curious but reserved at the same time. As she looked at me I noticed her eyes were green and couldn’t help but take note of her hot body. We got to the booth with the handguns she browsed a few pointed at one I shook my head and said “That one is nice but will break your wrist if you shoot it.” She leaned over the counter again and I took pause at her perfectly spankable ass. She shook me out of the trance I had on her ass when she said sassily “Little help here Mr. Big Guns”. I snapped to attention and told her to check that one out and pointed to the Derringer.
APOV
So we left the gun show; me with my Derringer and his phone number and he with his Winchester and my phone number. We talked about going to the shooting range together so he could teach me how to shoot a gun. My mind was reeling about the potential of sexing up this young innocent man for a week before I called. I had to call because I’d worked myself up so much my pussy pounded ever time I thought of him. I did need to know how to use my gun but frankly going to the shooting range was an afterthought.
DPOV
I was drinking a beer and fawning over my new Winchester when she called. She said “Hi David this is Anastasia’ My mind snapped from my obsession with my gun to the vision of her bent over the counter at the gun booth, a vision that I had pleasured myself to a few times this week. We set the date to meet at the shooting range.
APOV
I arrived at the shooting range with my Derringer. We got our head sets, glasses and went to our booth. My senses were heightened and my juices were flowing from both fear and excitement. I’d never handled a gun before and didn’t know what to expect. Images of engaging David in all my favorite positions flashed through my mind.
He showed me the ins and outs of shooting a gun and assisted me with my first shot. His body straddling my body from behind sent little shivers to my center. His strong arms wrapped around me his hands over mine holding the gun and the power of the gun when I pulled the trigger stirred my insides. I leaned my butt into his package and he responded in kind.
I was so stimulated I moaned.
I put the gun down and placed my hands on the counter and ground my ass in circular motions over his hard bulge. He pressed back shifting his hips up and down slowly. He reached around me and took my breasts fully into his hands and massaged them until my nipples were fully erect. He took his belt off and unbuttoned his pants and pressed against me harder. My pussy was wet and I moaned wantingly. I wanted to feel his cock inside me now. The moment I had the desire he, like an animal who could wait no longer, ripped my pants down and slid his cock inside me. The unexpected element and his assertion made me beg immediately I whimpered “Oh, please, please”. He thrust deep inside me with such vigor that my heels lifted off of the floor.
