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Tags: 1800s, vaginal sex, vaginal fingering, semi-public sex, normalizing big dicks.

"Yer sure this is a good idea?" John asked.

　"Of course it is, I thought of it." You said confidently.

　　　John rolled his eyes at your statement, crossing his arms over his chest. The two of you were out on a "job" in Strawberry, well, that's at least what you told Dutch. John, wanted to have some time with you alone without the whole camp breathing down your guy's necks. Especially Uncle, that man held no filter. Whereseas you, you wanted to go have some fun. The exciting kind.

"Get ready, it's arriving." You said, eyes trained on the moving vehicle.

　　　The cable car pulled up in front of the two of you. John placed his hand on your lower back, pushing you along as the two of you were swept away by the other passengers. The traffic squeezed the two of you into the cable car, forcing you to be pressed against the other passengers. John's body was pressed into the side of your own, his chest was digging into your shoulder. You turned so that you and John were chest to chest. The cable juked, making the passengers sway. You pressed your body into John's, your fingers trailing up his thigh, gliding across the thick leather of his gun holster.

Your nose brushed against his, chests rising and falling as if the two of you were breathing the same air. The cable took off, moving at a leisurely pace. Your hand traveled to his crotch, pressing the heel of your hand into his groin, making him groan out. Your thumb teased the print of his tip through his pants, before trailing it down the length of his dick. John's hips bucked into your hand, pressing for more pleasure. A smirk stretched out your lips, joy filling you at the sight of your man squirming. You gave it to him, cupping him, giving him a light squeeze. John held onto the handgrip, using his large body to cover yours. Giving the two of you more privacy as if you two could have any with these many people around.

You unbuttoned his pants, sliding your hand into his pants, wrapping your fingers around his girth. You started to pump him, sliding your hand up and down. When your thumb grazed over his tip, John hissed, squeezing his eyes shut in pleasure.

"Fuck." He grunted out, rolling his hips into your hand.

　　　Your hand slid down his length, slowly trailing back up. Your smirk spread wider when you felt John desperately try to get you to pump faster, to stimulate him more. Instead you ghosted your hand over the skin, trailing grazing it with the pads of your fingers.

“Doll, please.” John begged.

　　　His voice was low and strained, contrasted to his rugged, raspy voice. It had your core thumping in arousal, butterflies in your stomach fluttered. That was the first time John has ever begged. Excitement burned through you, the pulse of arousal deep within you started to pulse louder and more urgently. There it was, the excitement that you were reaching for. That you stride for.

Your hand pumped him faster, making the man lean on his toes from the quickened pace, mind in shock from the swift change in pleasure. John’s free hand wrapped around your waist, pulling you in closer, digging his face into the crook of your neck. John’s hips rolled into small pumps, chasing for his release. John’s eyes squeezed shut, the familiar feeling of a knot curled inside of him, getting closer and closer. But just as he was about to cum, the cable car abruptly stopped. Everyone jerked forward from the jolt of the machine. You swiftly pulled your hand out from his pants, making John groan in need. His arousal burned through his stomach, his dick twitched painfully at the retracted release. John’s hand dropped from the handgrip, taking your wrist into it.

“We’re going to go into town so that we can have a bed for me to fuck you.” He stared straight into your eyes.

　“We have a room arranged.” You said coyly.

　　　John pushed you into the room. He urgently pressed himself into you as he took your lips all for himself, unwilling to give you any room to breathe. You pulled him towards the bed, falling onto the mattress in a pool of limbs. John pushed himself up onto his knees, pulling off your dress and camisole.

John pulled off his pants, discarding all of the clothes that were on his body. John trailed his hands down your beautiful soft silky skin. He spread your legs open, licking up your calves, before leaving marks on your inner thighs. He did the same to the other leg, placing soft kisses on the blooming marks. He continued licking up your body, stopping at your naked chest so that he could swirl his tongue around your nipple. His hand reached up, twisting and playing with the other perked bud. You moaned, trailing one of your hands up to grip John's neck, and the other gripped the back of his head. You sucked in your breath when John's teeth lightly bit your nipple, flattening his tongue down before licking it up again. John's tongue started to trail up your chest, stopping at your face to press his lips against yours.

John's tongue slipped through your teeth, licking into your mouth, slotting in his tongue next to yours. John's big hand cupped your breast, squeezing the mount of soft flesh in his warm palm. The other hand went down to your hip, leaving sinful promising creases. You felt so good. Your eyes went hazy and your mind began to fuzz up. John slid his hand down your body, pressing one of his fingers onto the lips of your pussy, teasing your clit.

"Such a good girl you are. Teasin' me on the cable just so you can be all nice and soft for me in bed. Taking my fingers so well." He praised, his rough voice taking over you.

　　　John's tongue moved eagerly, the pad of his fingers rolling over your g spot. You rolled your hips down onto his fingers, yanking his head back by his hair. John groaned, sticking in a second finger, pressing his fingers in deeper. You arched into his body, your naked chest pressing into his. Your legs shook as you came on his fingers. You ran your fingers down your thigh, shoving it into John’s mouth. John rolled his tongue around your fingers, pushing in a third finger. John stood up on his knees, pulling his fingers out of you, using it to pump his dick in his fist. His thick fingers slicked over the veins of his dick. John picked up your legs, pushing them until your knees are by the sides of your head. He fed his dick to your pussy. You moaned, your face contorting at the stretch. Huffs left your mouth as John started to move in deeper, filling you up.

John’s hands gripped your thighs, moving over you as he started to grind into you. He rolled his hips slowly, leaning down to kiss you. You pushed your tongue into his mouth, your hands coming up to grip his shoulder and the back of his head. Your moans started to pick up when he thrust faster. One of his hands left your thigh, cupping your breast, revealing the feeling of your soft skin. John grunted into your mouth, eyes rolling shut at the smell of you. Your hand left the back of his head, hooking your thumb into his mouth. You pulled his mouth open, digging your teeth into his bottom lip.

“Dirty girl.” He grinned.

　　　John wrapped his arms around you, leveraging himself down on you, raising his hips higher, thrusting himself into you deeper. Your mouth hung open, face twisting in pure pleasure and bliss. Your legs started to tremble, your arms wrapping around John’s neck. The both of you got lost in the sounds of skin slapping skin, the both of you losing your minds to the feeling of an nearing orgasm. Your mind was racing from how good John’s dick felt. John endorphins had him in a haze at the knowledge of you not being too tight, content that you were enjoying it, giving you the pleasure you expected him to give you. It drove John wild, pride swelled inside of his chest. John moaned out your name, his hips rolling faster, his hips moving harder.

"Ugh, John, John!" You screamed, cumming around his dick.

　　　John dug his face into your shoulder, moaning as he came inside of you. His hips were still thrusting, they were slow but deep rolls to ride out the both of your climaxes. John pushed himself up, cherishing your face with kisses.

"I love you." John was breathless.

　"I love you too, now clean me up." You huffed.

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