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TITLE: The Color of My Love
AUTHOR: Mystic
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MAIN CHARACTER/S: Rachel/Noah
STATUS: Complete
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Pandora, once again thank you for your encouragement and support.
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WARNING: This story contains GRAPHIC SEX . It is definitely NOT intended for children. If this type of storyline offends you, please don't read it. Readers use discretion.
DISCLAIMER: The Young Riders and all characters mentioned in this story are the property of the Ogiens/Kane Company and Ed Spielman. I have utmost respect for their creations and merely write not to degrade these characters but to enhance avenues of their lives that were not explored on the show. Thank You.
The Color Of My Love
by Mystic
Noah rested his back against the standing post in the barn, his arms crossed over his chest, his eyes staring in wonderment, his heart full of joy as he looked upon the one true valuable possession he'd ever owned besides his freedom...his daddy's silver saddle.
He still couldn't believe that he had it back. That it was once again in his possession. He stood there recalling the moment he'd sold it to the shopowner. How it pained him to part with such an intimate inheritance, such fond memories of his father riding on that saddle, so proud, yet the sacrifice was worth it. He had bought the freedom of two slaves, a mother and her son with the money he'd received from the sale. He cracked a smile as he remembered the awed look on that slavemaster's face, knowing that those two would-be slaves had been set free, yes, freed by a free black man. He'd never forget that feeling for as long as he drew a breath.
It felt odd that the incident happened over two months back. It still felt like yesterday when Stage Coach Sally was still alive. He smiled as he thought of the old woman and how much she loved him, cared for him and put him in his place when he needed to be. He missed her. He was glad that he'd found a home at the Pony Express. At least he had a group of people that cared for him and didn't look at him as a black man but just as what he was, a man with principles.
They'd all welcomed him and treated him just as one of their own though their overprotectiveness drove him up a wall at times. But, he was now a part of them and they were a part of him. Cody, Buck, Hickok, Teaspoon, Kid, Lou and Rachel. Ahh...Rachel. His thoughts were very fond of the Stationmistress. Afterall, she had been the one that had stuck her neck out in order to recover that saddle that meant so much to him. It always puzzled him why she'd do such a thing. He knew he could never repay her. She had given him back a part of himself that he had given up for lost. He admired her courage, her boldness. He admired her for the woman she was.
There was a battle raging in him. He knew it. His attempts to quelch the thoughts, the desires that were beginning to bubble in him were becoming too much now. His feelings for Rachel grew unexpectedly. He'd never as much given her a second thought. He was black and she wasn't that's all there was to it. There wasn't any need to consider anything further. He had always been taught by Sally that love was color blind but to Noah even the thought about touching a white woman was madness. He realized that such a thing was prohibited in their society. Though he was free, there were still certain things that even a free black man could not have and a white woman was one of them. Besides, he never wanted to put Rachel in a position where she'd be ostracized from the community because of a love affair with a negro. Yet, he was a man. A man with wants and needs; he couldn't change that. He reckoned that if she'd ever have an affair with any of the others...Hickok, Cody, Kid it wouldn't matter to folks much but it would be hell to pay if it were either himself or Buck.
"Life just ain't fair is it girl?" he asked one of the mares in the stall as he rubbed her head.
"Fair? Life ain't never fair. Ain't you learned that by now?" asked Jimmy entering the barn with his palomino.
Noah turned in his direction to see the tired gunfighter. "Thought you wasn't due back 'til the morning." he smiled.
"Had a change in plans, thanks to Cody. He talked me into filling in for him; just didn't tell me he had two runs back to back." he grumbled as he took the saddle off his horse. "While he's off in Saddle Falls enjoying himself with beautiful women, I'm stuck doing his runs. Talk about life not being fair." he quipped with a wrinkled brow.
Noah laughed. "You should know better by now Hickok. Never take Cody for his word...most of the time anyways."
Jimmy smirked. "What're you doing up so late anyway?" he asked.
Noah shrugged. "Ahh-Couldn't sleep. Thought I'd come out here and get some fresh air."
"Mmm Hmm." Jimmy nodded giving him an I don't believe you stare.
"What?" Noah asked, noticing the look from Jimmy.
"What?!" cried Jimmy.
"That Mmm Hmm...What is that supposed to mean?" Noah asked defensively.
"I know what you're going through Noah. I've had many of them "sleepless" nights...know what I mean?" he smiled with a raised brow.
"No I don't." he lied.
Jimmy turned to Noah after settling his horse into its stall. "Call me a fool if you want but I can tell you from experience, don't matter how many times you come out for air, or how many times you take a cold shower, she'll still be right here." Jimmy noted pointing to his head.
"What are you talking about Hickok?" asked Noah trying to downplay the truthfulness of Jimmy's words. Was it that obvious? he nervously asked himself. Was he trying to hide his feelings for Rachel so deep down inside that they were actually transparent?
After placing some grain in the feeder for his palomino Jimmy once again turned his attention to his fellow rider. "You can't fool me Noah. I've been down that same road you're heading. Of course not with Rachel that is." he smiled devilishly.
"Ra-Rachel?!" he exclaimed. "You must be outta your mind Hickok. I wouldn't give Rachel a second thought. Besides there ain't nothing that you or anybody else can say different."
Jimmy nodded again. "Mmm...Hmm...I knew it." he teased. Jimmy knew Noah too well. He knew Noah to be a man of few words but now he was ranting. He tried to defend his honor too much. It was a dead giveaway for the experienced one before him.
"Knew what?!" raged Noah.
"Look Noah, you can fool yourself all you want but the truth is is that you like Rachel."
"Of course I like Rachel. She's my friend." he refuted.
"No! That is not what I meant." came the stern response from Jimmy's pointed finger.
"Ahhh-" grunted Noah with a wave of his hand.
"Your feelings for Rachel are real ain't they? You need to let her know how you feel. Because I tell you if you keep it all bottled up...it'll kill you." confessed Jimmy. "You'll have to live your life through the eyes of another man. A man that shares her love, her bed because you were too scared to let her know what was inside here." he pointed to his chest.
Noah's brow contracted. How could Jimmy know exactly how he felt? He reckoned that maybe Lou had something to do with it. The way Kid and Jimmy were always at odds when it came to Lou was telling. Jimmy had feelings for her just never revealed them. Now he had to live with the pain of knowing that soon Lou would be Kid's wife and there wasn't a damn thing he could do to change that now.
Noah punched his fist into his open hand. "What the hell am I supposed to do? I-I can't have any sort of relationship with Rachel! Damn it, she's white!"
"So?" shrugged Jimmy.
"You ain't living in the same world I am Hickok. I told you before, I was born to hang. Things ain't changed that much have they?" he uttered wryly.
"Look," started Jimmy walking up to Noah, "You can hide and you can run all you want but she'll always be here." he pointed to Noah's head. "And that my friend is the worst torture of all."
"Damn it! Don't you understand? I ain't running. The simple fact is that I'm a Negro and that's all that people see. Rachel isn't and that's all that people will see. How can I live like that?"
"I understand where you're coming from Noah but you can't let those people tell you what you can and can't have. Ain't you the one that's always saying how a man is a man no matter what color he is? That all men are granted the same rights no matter wether they're black, white or red? Now you're letting them tell you that you're nothing more than a black man not worth enough to have the love of not just a white woman but of a woman you care for period; and that is not the Noah Dixon I know." With those sobering words, Jimmy left Noah and headed out to the bunkhouse. Noah knew Jimmy was right. Everything he said was right. Yet he knew the reality of the world he lived in. Change was too far in coming and his admiration for Rachel was something he'd rather keep to himself forever. It was safer.
The following morning as Jimmy readied for his run he tried encouraging Noah again but Noah still didn't see the wisdom in opening a deadly can of worms as he saw it. Jimmy told him not to be a fool like he was. "That opportunity only comes your way once Noah...don't let it pass you by. I tell ya, you'll only live to regret it." Before Noah could answer, the familiar cry of "Rider coming!" was heard and Hickok spurred his beast onward, reaching out for the mochila and soon was off on a steady determined pace.
Noah's attention was soon flickered by a tap on the shoulder. It was Rachel. "You alright?" she asked concerned. She'd noticed that he'd been rather pouty and self-absorbed lately. Being the concerned mother-hen she tended to be she needed to know. She looked at his sweet face searching for an answer. A hot streak ran down his back from her soulful stare. Her green eyes melted his heart and he wished he could just fall into her and confess all the feelings that dwelt in him like a stormy sea, helplessly tossing his reasonings back and forth.
She knew he wanted to tell her something. What it was she had no idea but his eyes begged for understanding, for a listening ear maybe even a shoulder to cry on. He didn't give in. He merely told her he was fine and she needn't worry herself over nothing. Of course she knew he was lying. But why? Rachel had questions, she wanted to pry but reserved not to. He was just as strong-willed as Jimmy. Never wanting to reveal his emotions. She comprehended the reasons those two were disposed so. They carried much hurt they'd rather not relive, much anger they'd rather not share. But they were good men. Kind men. She loved them each and everyone but Noah was special still.
"Well, why don't you come along to town with me? Kid was supposed to go but he's not done fixing that window yet and I could sure use the help. Maybe it'll get your mind of off whatever's been keeping that head of your busy." she invited with her pretty smile. He loved how beautiful she looked when she smiled. How her eyes seemed to sparkle and her nose crinkle. She beamed when she smiled warming everything that she touched. Here he found himself again, captivated by this woman. He needed to get out of there.
"I don't think I'm up to it today Rachel." he tried to dissuade.
"Sure you are. Look Noah Dixon, you've been moping around here all week. You need to get away. The sun's shining, it's a beautiful day. Come on. I know you'll enjoy the ride besides, I can't load all those supplies by my lonesome now can I?." she urged taking a hold of his arm.
There was an intense conflict brewing in his mind. Yes, he wanted to go. Spending time alone with Rachel is what he'd enjoy no question about it but no, he couldn't. Time alone with her was not the wisest course of action to take. He looked into her green pleading eyes, mistake number one. He listened to her soft pleading voice, mistake number two. He reveled in her tender, gentle touch, final mistake. He gave in.
"Okay. But I won't be very good company." he warned her. All she did was smile back at him. It didn't matter to her and that was a comforting thought. She cared about him enough to put up with him even though she didn't know the underlying reasons for his behavior. That just made her even more special. "Damn, I'm in trouble." he whispered as he watched her run off to the station house to fetch her handbag.
The ride to town was quiet. Too quiet for Rachel's liking even though she tried to spur some sort of conversation with her troubled rider. They reached town, took care of the necessary business and in couple hours time were on their way back to the waystation.
"Stop here Noah!" she cried. He at once pulled the reins on the horses, bringing the buckboard to a halt.
"What is it?" he asked puzzled at her sudden cry.
She virtually leapt from the wagon, running towards the edge of the creek. He tried to see what all the fuss was about but saw nothing unusual. He stretched his neck from his seat but still nothing caught his attention. Rachel soon bent down and picked something from the ground.
"It's the first flower of spring!" she said excitedly, turning around as she held it out proudly.
Noah jumped off the wagon, bewildered that such a small thing could bring about such boundless joy. "You had me stop for a flower?" he asked sort of wryly.
"That is your problem Noah Dixon. You never stop to smell the roses." she said bringing the beautiful fragrant flower to her nose. She inhaled deeply taking in its sweet aroma. Noah was enthralled. Such a simple pleasure made even more pleasant by such a captivating woman. "It is beautiful isn't it?" she asked softly, staring deep into his eyes. They melted together. Their eyes in that instant saw what the other beheld. Rachel felt it. Noah felt it. She took his gloved hand and placed the flower in it. Her slender fingers slowly threaded with his, the flower pressed in between. She brought their hands to her face, the smell of the flower filtering through their hands. It was intoxicating. His strong hand with hers. The heat of forbidden lust warming her all over. Rachel did the unthinkable. She brought the back of his hand to her lips, the action she didn't know she had even performed. It had been hidden in her and now forced itself out, unleashing the want they both felt.
Noah stepped closer, his body touching hers. She looked up at him and saw what it was that he wanted to share. His love. How come she'd been so afraid to pursue it before? It had obviously been there. For how long? She could only guess but that didn't matter now. It needed to be explored, discovered. Noah leaned into her mouth, his lips barely touching hers. Rachel felt feverish, weak. All of a sudden, the flood of passion was broken. It rushed at them unexpectedly, so powerful, so strong. They were swept away as if in a windstorm, tasting the offerings of the other as their tongues found the pleasure the other gave in a full impassioned kiss. He cradled her in his arms, their heads spinning from wanton desire.
Rachel exposed her neck to his searching kisses, her mouth opening slightly as he seduced her. They were lost in the moment. Neither of them cared or gave a second thought that they could be caught in their forbidden passion. Nothing mattered but their newfound love.
"God why didn't you tell me?" she gasped as he held her tight.
"I was too scared Rachel. I was a scared fool." he confessed. His confession was sweet. She had longed to hear something of that magnitude come from him and now here it was.
"I thought you wanted me but I wasn't sure Noah. I want you, I've wanted you since that first day I saw you." she confessed herself. "I tried so hard to get your attention, I never thought you'd notice." He looked into her again. Could it be the reason why she went off to recover his silver saddle? Because she wanted his attention? His dark commanding eyes bestowed on her his desire as well. It shook Rachel, awakening her most sensual of thoughts. She engaged his mouth in a slow, full kiss. She had longed for this moment and she didn't want to waste it, ready to spill forth months of frustration and lust. Her hand slowly slipped to the crotch of his pants, her palm gliding gently down the length of his hardened cock.
As if the reality of what was transpiring between them hit him, Noah froze. It wasn't right. What he was doing wasn't right. He pulled away. "I can't Rachel." he uttered. "I can't hurt you like that."
"Noah?" she called after him.
"Rachel please. This was a mistake. I should've never told you how I felt."
"Why? What are you afraid of?" she yelled. She knew the answer before she asked it.
Noah clenched his fists in frustration. "Damn it Rachel! It won't work between us. We're from two different classes of people Rachel. I won't make a spectacle of you to the people in this town." he asserted.
"I don't care what they think! You think it'll be the first time? I've been a spectacle all- my- life!" she emphasized, "I've been called many a dirty name Noah, so don't you dare tell me you're doing this to protect me. You don't want to carry this on because you're the scared one. Not me." Then in the softest tone she could muster Rachel approached him and caressing his face said, "I love do you and I want to be with you. That we don't share the same skin color doesn't make a difference to me."
Noah wanted to give in. Yes, she was right. He was too scared. Too scared and he hated himself for it. But he couldn't be weak like that again. The road ahead was difficult enough to travel alone and he didn't need it to become any harsher. He slowly removed her hand from his face. "It won't work." Her eyes pooled with tears. He was shutting her out without an opportunity to prove their love otherwise. "Let's forget this ever happened." he told her softly though the pain was no less heartwrenching.
"I can't." she responded and turned to the wagon.
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Days went by faster than they could be counted and there was no change in Noah's resolve. He was determined not to pursue this thing with Rachel. His mind had been made up. Rachel on the other hand couldn't just give up. She tried to reason with him but he wouldn't hear her out. The matter was closed to discussion.
"Rise and shine everyone." she greeted on a morning as she entered the bunkhouse.
"Shhhh!" came forth the alert from Lou, Cody and Buck as they quieted her down.
"Sorry." she whispered.
"Noah's still sleeping." said Lou.
"Yeah Rachel so could you please keep quiet!" whispered Cody.
"Why're y'all letting him sleep so late?" she questioned.
"Well you see Rachel, we kinda made this bet." informed Cody.
"Yeah, Noah was saying how out of all of us he's the only one that never oversleeps so we made a bet that he would oversleep and so far we're winning." smiled Buck.
"You boys are terrible. Taking advantage of him like that. Y'all know he just came in late last night from Benton." scolded Rachel.
"We know," grinned Cody, "but hey, he agreed on the bet and I ain't no welcher Rachel."
"Two more minutes that's all and we'll win." alerted Lou quietly.
"Buck, Cody...out!" she signaled with a finger to the door. The boys protested but seeing that it led Noah to begin to stir they exited rather quickly so as not to wake the sleeping rider and lose the bet.
Lou remained behind seeing that Rachel had something on her mind. "Why is it that Noah can be so peaceful and cooperating when he's asleep and so bull-headed and stubborn when he's awake?" asked the Stationmistress with a wrinkled brow.
"They're all like that Rachel. They look so cute and cuddly, like babies you just want to take care of but then they wake up." voiced Lou as they watched Noah sleep.
"And do they always sleep so unclothed?" she asked Lou with a raised brow as her eyes traveled over Noah's bare chest and stomach. His blanket merely covered his pelvic area and Rachel was dying to know what was hidden beneath the cover.
"On warm nights oh, yes. I swear some mornings I have to walk around here with my eyes closed though I have to admit I've never resisted taking a peek under there once in a while." Lou confessed.
"Louise!"
"Oh come on. Like you've never, ever been curious?" asked the slim girl.
"Well...I have." admitted Rachel.
"Here's a perfect opportunity." voiced Lou but seeing Rachel's uncertainty she nudged her, "Go on then. He'll never have a clue." encouraged Lou. "I'll leave you alone. I wouldn't pass up the chance Rachel." With a wink to her statement, Lou sauntered outside leaving Rachel and slumbering Noah all alone.
Rachel's heart thumped in her. "I can't believe I'm doing this." she whispered to herself as she took several quiet steps closer to Noah's bunk. His chest rose evenly with each breath and his mouth fell slightly open, his luscious lips swollen from the evening rest. She swallowed hard as she stood next to him now, her hand reaching for the corner of the blanket. She withdrew her hand rapidly seeing that he moved slightly. "I can't do this." she told herself. "This is crazy." she smiled and that smile only convinced her more that indeed she wanted her eyes to gaze upon Noah's nakedness.
The stationmistress bit her lip as she once again reached for the corner of that blanket. She was scared and anxious at the thought that he might wake up, catching her in this devilish act. But her desire was stronger than her fear. She wouldn't let fear govern her life ever again. Carefully, she drew back the woolen blanket seeing the definition of his smooth dark chocolate thigh. Her breathing intensified as she pulled the blanket further back, cautiously, as she soon beheld the rod of pleasure. She gasped at his cock. It was rather nicely sized even though it wasn't hard. She began to wonder how big it really could get full-sized. Her thinking became ever increasingly drowned in lust. The way he lay there so defenseless, so peaceful made her want him more. She knelt next to his bunk, her eyes touching every part of his male body. Rachel wanted a feel of his penis. Her hand hovered over him, feeling the heat from his body touching her palm. The temptation was great. She rose to her feet silently, looking out the window from where she stood and could see that the boys were busy with the horses and Lou was nowhere in sight. The opportunity was here.
Wicked, wicked, thoughts spun in her head and she at once knelt to where she'd been before. As soft as a feather, she kissed his thigh, her breath grazing his skin. She did it several times and with each sensual kiss, her courage mounted and soon all she had to do was open her mouth and take him in. She smiled naughtily as she gently licked his rod with the tip of her tongue from the base of his cock to the head of his penis. She traveled back in the opposite direction, enjoying the exploration he was giving her unknowingly. Noah for now didn't squirm or stir, the reality of what was going on lost in his depths of sleep. "Lovely." she whispered to herself, bringing her open mouth over his limp dick. With her powerful jaws she began to suck, holding his cock up by a couple of fingers. She took him in, her eyes following her every sucking move. She wanted him to come to life so she could enjoy all he had hidden there.
Noah was disoriented as he began to awaken. He knew something was happening to him and shortly thereafter began to feel it more and more as he regained his senses. Damn it felt good, he knew that for sure. He looked down to see Rachel going at his dick. "Rachel?" he called, almost in a state of disbelief coupled with delirium. Rachel merely glanced in his direction, not stopping her rhythmic strokes of her cock sucking. Her handy work soon began to pay off as she felt Noah's size begin increasing. His cock became swollen, engorged with blood, getting stiffer and longer. He tossed his head back into his pillow, the sensations overwhelming him. God, he'd never had such a good blowjob in his life. He wanted to stop her but hell now he couldn't...he didn't want to. He looked to see how her tongue slithered down his shaft, her lust-filled moanings filling his ears. Rachel took his hardened cock, pressing him between her palms and licked up from his balls all the way up to his bulging penis head. She couldn't seem to get enough as she rubbed his shaft across her lips to the side of her face. She was horny as hell and wetter than ever. If she could fuck him right now she'd probably mount him at this moment but damn, it was too risky. This was risky in itself which made it that more exciting. They were both entering that state of sexual bliss, where the outside world became a sub-reality. Rachel loved the way his hard cock felt in her mouth and Noah loved to feel Rachel's lips massage his reaming shaft. Unfortunately for the both of them, she had to stop rather abruptly as she heard the voices of the boys nearing the bunkhouse. She got up from her station quickly, grabbed the pile of dirty sheets that Lou, Buck and Cody had left on the table and just as the boys entered, she excused herself, passing right by them. Noah had quickly covered up and laid there still in disbelief.
Cody noticing once he'd stepped into the bunkhouse that Noah lay there, his eyes wide open couldn't let the obvious pass along without a snide remark.
"I see you're finally up Noah. Nice tent pole. I hope it ain't 'cause you're so happy to see us." came forth the joking stabs from his fellow rider. Noah didn't reply. He grunted something and turned on his side, his back facing his pestering friends.
Damn he was still hard and wanted to fuck Rachel more than anything. She had awakened a slumbering beast within him. He laid there for what felt like the entire morning thinking how in the world he was going to live through this. He couldn't. He had to dance and dance he would with Rachel, even if he chose to love her in secret.
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Several days elapsed with neither one of them seeking to discuss what had transpired in the bunkhouse on that morning. Rachel wasn't sure if she'd done the right thing by allowing her craving to carry her off like that, and Noah wasn't sure if Rachel felt sorry that she'd given him a blowjob. They were both scared of rejection but it couldn't go on like this forever. One of them would have to make the move and Noah felt it was time he was man enough to take charge.
Rachel was hot, she was beautiful, she was smart, everything he'd ever sought in a woman. Why did it matter that she wasn't his color? It didn't matter to her, but still he knew the game and he had to play by the rules, though he disagreed with the rules, he knew when it was time to wise up.
He found Rachel busy in the barn, counting the bags of horse feed they had, marking on her list the supplies they needed for the coming week.
"Hi Rachel." he greeted with a nervous smile.
"Noah?...Hi." she recovered, seeing she'd paused unforgivingly too long. She felt somewhat embarrassed and puzzled that he'd want to speak to her after her little show the other morning. What did he think of her now?
They stood there looking at each other having a heap to say but not having the guts to come out with it. Rachel felt compelled to speak up. "Look Noah," she began uncomfortably, "the other morning...that was not me." her green eyes met with his.
"What do you mean?"
"I mean I'm not like that. I-I don't do that!" she cried. "God you must think so lowly of me. I'm so sorry. I--damn it, I don't know what came over me." she lamented.
Noah's forehead contracted. "I'm not sorry Rachel." he confessed. "That morning when you left me, I wanted to die. Not because of what we did but because I couldn't have you as my woman. And I ain't just talking about sex Rachel, I mean all of you. I love all of you. I want to be able to hold you in my arms and tell you how much you mean to me, how much I need you Rachel. I want to make love to you freely like a man should to a woman..."
"But?..." she asked finishing what he couldn't.
"But you know it's not possible for us, not the way we want it. Not the way it really should be. I don't want to hide what I feel for you Rachel but I can't love you openly either."
"I understand how you feel Noah that's why I've come to a decision of my own." she voiced. He wasn't sure if he wanted to hear it being afraid that now he'd lost her forever. His countenance was downcast as his eyes fell to the hay covered floor, his heart anticipating the worst to come. She would tell him he'd been right all along and that they should just forget the whole thing. He knew she would say that.
She continued, her voice soft, "Noah, I'd rather love you in secret than not love you at all."
A shot of life ran through his veins in seconds. His beaming eyes met with her glassy ones as her resolve she made known to him. He asked her if she was sure that that is what she wanted and she reassured him with a resounding "YES!" They rushed into each other's arms, embracing tightly, their love not lost.
Noah kissed her fully, taking command of her open mouth with his. She fell into his arms, into his full-blown kiss. He felt her body relax, pressing firmly against his. He lifted her up taking her to a secluded spot in the barn where he'd once and for all claim her as his own and she as his mistress.
"Noah, we can't here." she protested softly. "Someone might walk in." she added, discerning that he desired to unite himself unto her.
"They won't. I want to make love to you...I want you now, here Rachel. I can't wait any longer." he whispered in her ear. Rachel melted at the sound of his voice, her lust giving into his salacious request, her back now pressed against his chest.
Rachel undid a few buttons on her blouse, and slipped one of her breasts out of her undergarment. Her naked bosom met with Noah's searching hand and he grabbed her tit with joy. Bringing her fingers to the small of her back, she unbuttoned her skirt, making it fall to her feet as he kissed her, and immediately stepped out of the garment. She stood there in her thin bloomers, rubbing her bottom against his growing shaft.
Noah slipped his hand into her underwear, his hand coming forward around her thigh and finding the space between her slightly separated legs, touched the soft folds of Rachel's wet cunt sighing with lust . Damn, what was he doing? Was he out of his mind? Although he knew this was suicide he couldn't stop, he didn't want to stop, they had agreed to keep this secret and so he continued on, probing the delicate flower of Rachel's hot pussy. His exploration enticed her even more and soon she discarded the pesky undergarment to give him freer range which he gladly didn't refuse.
Next, Noah brought his right hand between their bodies slowly undoing his pants. Rachel felt his fingers snap each button loose. It made her hotter for she knew that any minute his huge cock would be rubbing against her white ass.
"Oooh." she gasped, feeling his manly prick nudge between her bare legs. His bare prick-head oozed with his own wetness, Rachel feeling it on the back of her leg. Noah took his cock in his hand and looking down on Rachel's naked butt, caressed her crack with the slick head of his penis. Rachel panted, she couldn't believe Noah's resolve had finally broken down like this. He would make love to her right now and her pussy was damn ready for him.
"Do you want me?" he asked her, his breath grazing her ear.
"Yes." she replied weakly, feeling his penis nudging between her legs.
That's all he need to hear. No more words needed to be exchanged. Noah guided his cock to the opening of her pussy, bending his knees slightly as Rachel lifted herself on her toes so he could penetrate her.
Noah closed his eyes, sighing with satisfaction as his head entered the warmth of her regions. He wanted to feel more of her hot heavenly domain so he pushed more, his shaft entering her juicy cunt. Noah lifted her right leg up so he could dive into that hot dripping pussy; that pussy that she'd been dangling in front of him these past few weeks. Damn, it felt awesome as his dick slithered deep inside. He'd always dreamt about having a piece of Rachel but never thought she'd want a piece of him too.
Rachel's opened vagina overflowed with her precious juice making it easier for Noah to fuck her hard and fast. His moves became freer and looser as his pants rolled down his legs, his black ass ramming against Rachel's.
Rachel moaned as Noah's cock delved deeper inside her than any she'd ever experienced and she'd had many cocks. Noah though was fucking places in her that were unknown even to her. She couldn't resist moving her hips with his, letting him know that she was enjoying this much too much.
"Don't stop Noah, please don't." she panted wantonly. Noah had no intentions on stopping. As he beheld Rachel's white cream decorate his black cock it made him harder and there was no stopping until he decorated her insides with his own white cum.
He grabbed her by her waist, thumping his man-sized dick into her. Rachel let out a series of groans, her face draped in pain and fuck lust. He seized operation for a few seconds asking her, "Am I hurting you?"
She shook her head. "Hell no, God you feel too damn good Noah. Please just don't stop." she demanded. Noah flashed his white smile of approval and continued the fucking session he'd started.
"Rachel you're so hot. Damn why didn't I do you sooner?" he smiled and she let out a small lustful laugh.
Noah's hard fuck-strokes jammed Rachel against the wooden post in the barn, her body pressed tightly against the structure. He pulled her back away from the post as his body leaned over hers forcing her to bend at the waist. Rachel at once braced herself, gripping the post firmly as Noah's hips thrust forward with commanding motion. Rachel's legs wabbled under her. Noah's cock took every open crevice in her steaming cunt. He loved to look down to see his dark cock being swallowed whole by Rachel's pink pussy lips. It was a beautiful sight. He grabbed her ass with his large hands, feeling his balls twitching, churning, about to unleash the prize she'd been begging him for, for so long. He brought his middle finger around to her clit, rubbing it, pressing it against his slithering cock. Her clit was sizzling and Rachel gasped in ecstasy; he was making her come, milking her orgasm right out of her. Noah knew she was coming. The effect he was having on her jolted him to greater levels of sexual intensity. He continued plowing into her, a sweat building on his brow, his fuck strokes increasing in tension as he was getting her off.
Rachel held herself taut against Noah's thrusting hips as she reveled in her orgasm. Noah though hadn't climaxed yet so he continued on, stretching her beautiful cunt with his powerful dick. The flutters inside Rachel continued to caress his penis making Noah quiver as he savored her orgasm to his delight. He thundered his cock inside of her and soon he let out a sexual groan of satisfaction as his balls released his heavy cum load, depositing everything into Rachel's pussy bank.
"Rachel?" called the voice of Louise. "Rachel? You in there?"
Rachel didn't respond. Noah was still inside her, his semi-limp dick enjoying the last seconds of his jetting climax. They both silently panted from their explosive union and as Rachel raised herself erect they both shared a quiet laugh as Noah gave her soft, tender kisses on her neck, nuzzling his face in the back of her fragrant hair. The feeling was both frightening and exhilirating altogether knowing that Lou was only a few steps away from uncovering their lust-filled tryst.
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Noah and Rachel enjoyed their secret love affair more than they'd imagined possible. They had come to a mutual agreement to also keep their Express family in the dark about their relationship seeing they didn't want to plant them in the middle of controversy if they were ever discovered.
Rachel enjoyed fucking Noah heartily and always looked forward to the first fuck they'd share when he came back from his extended runs. Noah would go to her in the darkness of night, his woman anxiously waiting for him.
As soon as he stepped foot in the door, Rachel pounced on him. "I'm so glad you're home." she told him as she filled him with kisses. "So am I." he agreed emphatically as his eyes took in her scantily dressed body. They rushed half-way up the stairs to her bedroom, stopping in between to share some feels and kisses being able to finally express what they'd been harboring all night at dinner.
They entered her bedroom, Rachel not the type to let precious time go to waste, began to undo his pants, slipping her hand into his underwear as she sighed at the feel of his cock. "I sure missed this." she sighed wantonly. Her tongue entered his mouth lustfully as she pulled his pants over his butt. She groped his naked ass, squeezing his young flesh in her hands.
"Welcome home." she sighed salaciously and as she sat on the edge of the bed, brought him near and at once slipped his member into her hot mouth.
Noah gasped in delight as he nested in her mouth. He loved to watch her, to see her filling herself with his manly dick. As Rachel continued her cock sucking, Noah reached between her legs, searching for her feminine pleasure spot. Rachel noticing his reach to touch her, feeling the tips of his fingers lightly fondle her pussy, at once pulled off her underwear without letting go of her suck hold on his rigid cock. Noah was glad for the help and didn't hesitate in the least, finding her hot cunt. It was nice and juicy. His mouth began to water, ready to taste her sweetness on his lips. But, until he could eat her out he resorted to fingering her hot dripping pussy, smearing her cream all around her vagina as he opened her with his fingers. She felt too damn good so he slipped two fingers inside her oven. He gasped, still not believing that she was allowing him to finger fuck her. It was all too unreal.
Rachel sucked his penis hard and fast. She was in a mindless state of ecstasy as she held unto his plump bare ass, her mouth pumping back and forth. Noah loved to see her sweet rosy lips over his black cock. The contrast in skin color made him hornier than ever before. Here he was a black man getting blown by a white woman. Damn, to get away with something so wicked churned his balls.
"Mmmm..." she sighed lustilly, enjoying the taste of his big dick. Rachel reveled in the fact that Noah was black and she'd never had a black dick before. She held his prick in her hand, her tongue licking his lengthy shaft.
"Yeah Rachel, that's the way to do it right." he encouraged.
"You taste sooo good Noah." she whispered wantonly.
"You love this black cock Rachel? It's good ain't it?"
"Delicious." she responded naughtily.
"Then suck my cock good." he told her. Rachel smiled, slurping up and down the dark shaft. She opened her mouth wide, sliding his rod down her throat bringing forth an entirely new sensation. She felt his butt twitch as she took him deeper and deeper. He'd asked for a good cock sucking...she was giving it to him.
"Ahhgg!" he cried. She could tell by the response that he'd never had that done before. Her thoughts ran wicked as she smiled inwardly realizing she'd made him experience something totally unknown.
Rachel repeated the deep throated treat several times continously. Noah wasn't sure if he could hold on. Rachel's hands grabbed his ass firmly as she felt his girations, his penis becoming more sensitive with each deep thrust she gave him. She knew that if she didn't quit soon, he'd come for sure. Of course she wouldn't have minded the cum shower but her pussy was hot and wanted some good cock banging at this point in time.
"Mmmm...I want you to fuck me with this black cock right now." she smiled up to him.
Noah's face was washed with sexual lust, ready to share his erect manhood with Rachel. She stood before him as beautiful as an angel. Her blonde locks falling over her flushed face, made her look so deliciously inviting.
He fondled her breasts in both hands, feeling her full bosoms, kneading their fullness. Rachel tossed her head back, bathing herself in the touch of this most sensual of men. To see Noah so full with wanton lust, so free, made her wetter. There was a part of him that had been trapped inside and she was giving him the opportunity to let it out. She wanted to know that side of him. She needed to.
He tossed her undershirt aside, her white breasts bare before his eyes. Noah's mouth at last moistened her nipples. The wetness of his mouth made her hornier, the juices of her vagina streaming down her inner thighs. He held her breasts in both hands, sucking her hot pink nubs like a man starved. He grazed her nipples between his front teeth, making her moan in pleasure. Rachel held his head in both her hands as she guided him from one breast to the other.
"Oh Noah." she sighed. He let loose her nipple and she could see how red and taut it was. He locked unto the other side as he pulled on her free nipple, enjoying the feel of her perkiness between his fingers.
"Damn, I've been wanting these tits forever." he mentioned between sucks. Rachel laughed, grateful indeed that her tits were the center of attention at the dinner table most nights. She was glad they were actually. She often wondered what wicked thoughts the boys had going on in their heads as they stared down her low-cut blouses. She often had wicked thoughts of her own and here was one being fulfilled right now.
Rachel laid back on her bed sensually as he stood next to the edge admiring her beauty. She was rather deliciously well built and her body was in great shape for an older woman. He took off his shirt hurriedly and climbed on the bed with her.
His massive hands traveled her contoured body. Her neck, her bosoms, her flat stomach, her shapely hips and long legs. He took his time feeling her every curve. His hands were smooth, gentle, applying just the right touch, pressure on her parts. Noah then slipped his hands between her legs, separating them to reveal her precious vagina. Her white thighs called for him, her pussy even more so. He could see the built-up wetness trapped on her pussy hairs and just had to get a taste of her sweet nectar. He nestled his face between her legs, his hands cuffing her backside. He eased his palms down to the very edge of her butt, placing his two thumbs on each side of her pussy. He opened her flowered cunt with his two thumbs and soon the tip of his tongue began to gently touch her, sending shivers up her back. He traveled up her feminine gash all the way up to the peak of her button. Her back arched as his exploration deepened. His tongue was strong, commanding. He dove into her channel hungrily, his head beginning to bob in and out of her hot cunt. He opened her wide with his thumbs as he slurped her dripping juices.
"Ahhh...Oh God!" she cried, her hips girating, wriggling against his mouth.
Noah's excitement reached higher levels with her vocal sounds. She filled the room with her pleasure as he continued to lunge into her creamy depths. He wiggled his tongue inside her hole touching every sensitive spot in her as he tried to bring her off. Noah wanted to make her come. He grabbed her clitty between his sucking lips and she cried, "Damn it!" as her legs began to shake.
"Come baby, I want you to come." he told her, his one thumb now pressing against her clit, smashing it against her pelvic bone as his middle finger found room inside her sizzling pussy along with his tongue. Noah jammed her full of tongue and Rachel's body responded, bucking against his face.
"Ohhh! Oh my God...I'm coming!" she cried, grabbing the sides of her pillow, turning her face into it. She exploded, her orgasm coming at it's own volition not being able to resist the stimulation her pussy had gotten.
Rachel panted breathlessly as her body spasmed from her freshly released orgasm. Not waisting any time, Noah turned Rachel flat on her stomach and straddled the horny woman. She felt his balls caress the back of her legs, making her giggle in delight. He rubbed his long hard-on prick against the crack of Rachel's ass, the drips of semen smoothing the trail that divided her butt cheeks over and over again. With his knees he parted her legs easing slightly down as he held his dick in his hand, rubbing her opening, slipping just his helmet sized head barely inside for a tease. Rachel's dam flooded, renewed with new vitality at Noah's sexual arousement. The scent of her flowing pussy was an aroma that drove him insane. He inhaled deeply, his head swimming in the luscious scent of fuck lust.
Bringing his slick head back to her pretty furrow, he pushed harder, spreading her cunt lips to welcome his hard knock cock. He sighed contentedly as her burning walls bathed him in a titillating blanket of ecstasy.
The soft, tender insides of Rachel's pussy caressed Noah's head making him grunt and moan in sexual pleasure. Rachel's juicy cunt just felt better with every sizzling stroke he gave her. He couldn't deny it to himself any longer. Rachel had cast a bewitching spell on him. She had seduced him so cleverly, so expertly. God, he still didn't understand how she did it. He loved it when she'd come to him and talk him into one of her late night fucking sessions. She was even naughtier at night than during the day light hours. He now found himself in her bed, making love to her.
Rachel herself welcomed his long, hard cock to her delight. She'd make sure he'd never forget her pussy as long as he lived. Noah was young, rugged and oh so well endowed. How could she not be tempted for a piece of that bootylicious ass.
Noah released her for a second, turning her on her back. He was anxious and wanted to get back inside that steaming pussy. Once again he was welcomed by her, placing his cock where it rightly belonged.
Noah's rhythm increased in tempo and fervor. Rachel was moving her hips to his, slamming herself into him, taking all his cock inside of her. Noah looked down to see her lips draped so smoothly around his swollen prick-shaft, her clitty begging for attention. He soon withdrew his dick and with his bulged head, fondled her pulsating button. It made Rachel sigh and moan softly as his swollen head massaged her sensitive clit. At times he beat her clit with his cock head making her mind spin from utter bliss. Noah's face eminated a look of radiant lust as his eyes couldn't get enough of the clit massage. Rachel slipped her fingers between his legs, feeling the weight of his balls, twirling them gently between her fingers. All of a sudden Rachel took possession of his immense cock and slipped it inside herself. She gasped as his member filled her completely. Discerning that she wanted more dick, Noah rammed his cock, slamming it hard into the depth of her vagina. Rachel's inner parts responded oozing gobs of pussy juice down the to the crack of her ass. She felt the explosion and ahhhed with bliss. Noah felt it too as he saw how his dark cock now shone with Rachel's sweet cunt juice.
He held her hips tight as he thrust his hips in and in again. His powerful fucking made him all too ready to unload his creamy treasure. He leaned on her, their bodies fitted tightly as his butt continued the sexual dance. Rachel wrapped her legs around his back and with that final invitation Noah made the creamy delivery, spraying his cum deep inside Rachel. Noah audibilized his pleasure as his throbbing prick pulsated within Rachel. Eventually she felt his thighs relax as his body fell over hers. He rolled off of her, fully content and satisfied and so was she.
She raised herself up on one elbow as she looked down on him.
"What is it?" he asked.
"I was just thinking what a great lover you are." she complimented.
"Well you know, all I can do is try. I mean you're quite a handful Rachel Dunne."
She laughed. "You haven't seen the half of me yet Mr. Dixon."
"I haven't?"
She shook her head. "Uhm, uhm...I can get even naughtier with this." she said showcasing his whip.
"I'd sure like to see that." he grinned.
"Only if you're a good boy."
"Always." he said, raising up over her, coupling her mouth in a salaciously, sweet kiss.
Love is powerful. It transcends all barriers. It cannot be stopped or fenced in. It knows no color, no race, no status quo. Though it may be stiffled at times, the old adage always hold true, "that love will find a way". Indeed Noah and Rachel's love found that way. Through moments of certainty and times of doubts, through an ocean of faulty reasonings and thinking, the power of love defeated them all. Even in secret manifestation, love granted them with memories no one could ever take away, giving them the greatest gift of all...each other.
The End
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