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an officer (gentleman?) and the lady ( picklechiffon and wolvenrogue)

Elizabeth was pleased as he relased himself over her hand. She sighed softly and gently tipped her lips to meet his in a tender kiss as her thumb gently stroked his sensitve head. She sighed leaning back and letting Robert's fingers explore deeper into her wet folds. Stroking him had made her so wet.

Wether it was from the idea of making him cum in her hand, or the fact an audience was just feet away, she didn't know or care. She was just content to have brought him pleasure and release. She chewed on her lower lip as his middle finger touched her clit before sliding easily into her wet hot core. She leaned up and whispered in his ear. "I wish you were inside me, can you imagine..." She gently licked his ear, teasing him with her words.
 
Robert played delicately in and out of her wet pussy sliding his finger lower lubricated her rosebud. His cock hardened again at the memory of penetrating her from behind. He slipped his finger in her as and his thumb i her pussy and gently rubbed her uterin wall between his thumb and middle finger. He saw her eyes close and felt her body spasm gripping at his finger and thumb.
slowly methodically he massaged her as he became fully aroused again. looking over at the other couple he was glad they were asleep. Or were they? the too had a blanket i their lap and the old bitty was biting her lip. Robert guided Liz's eyes to the woman using his own. They gave each other a knowing smile and continued their passionate petting.
 
Elizabeth caught Robert's eye, and followed his look. It seemed as though, their pettings had gotten the older couple interested in having some fun themselves. She relaxed into his hand, loving the feel of him stroking her through both holes. Oh how she longed to have him burried inside her.

The idea of conceiving on this trip, setting her imagination on fire. She could feel the pulsing heat rising from his shaft as it throbbed against her side. She smiled at him as she closed her eyes in expression of the moan that was building in her body. "Robert," she softly said, her voice barely above a whisper. He had to feel it, had to know she was on the edge of loosing her restraint. She was going to cum, and she was going to cum hard.
 
Their lips met and he kissed her deeply, passion overriding restraint, he felt her body clamp down hard on his hand, the rippling of her muscles was so erotic he went over the edge again coating her hand with a fresh coat of semen. The relaxed into each others arms. He knew that the first opportunity they got they would be celebrating each others bodies to the full. This was but a prelude, though an extremely erotic one to what was to come. As they looked out the window at the passing country side, the were about fall asleep when they were interrupted by a not to subtle moan from the woman in the opposite seat. Her eyes met with theirs and she blushed brightly. Robert watched as Elizabeth gave her a knowing smile. The woman mouthed the words "thank you" in return. Elizabeth and Robert smiled again at each other and closed their eyes quite contented.
 
Elizabeth snaked her arms about Robert's waist. This stage ride was definately better than her one out to the Western edge of civilization. She smiled softly as she burried her head into his body, and closed her eyes. She never would have guessed she would find love when she made her move. Or that with in that love she'd become bold enough to do what they just did.

She wondered if it had been the woman or the gent who had provoked the other couple into following in Robert and her's wake. It didn't matter, the scent of sex was ripe in the cabin of the stage, from the two couples and it was a heady sensual mix as the air from the open window cooled them all into complete relaxation. Elizabeth was soon lost in wonderful dreams of her new husband, and the perfection that was his body, and how he used it to please her.
 
They woke to the clatter of horse hooves on bricks. They looked out the window to see the bustling city of St. Louis rising up around them. It didn't rival Boston, it was rough around the edges, and cattle were still driven down city streets, but what it lacked in culture it more than made up for in commerce. Good bound for everywhere travelled its streets. They got off the stage and Robert grabbed their bags. They would board the riverboat for Fort Pitt at the head of the Ohio immediately, but the boat would not depart until morning. In the meant time they would settle in to their state room for the week long voyage.

Robert followed Elizabeth aboard carrying thier luggage, two pistols on his belt, a long knife in his boot, and his sharps carbine over his shoulder. That combined with his trail hardened features insured they were given a wide berth as the walked up the gangway and to their stateroom.

She opened the door and Robert took their things inside. It was a small space, but luxurious for the time, and certainly more tahn they were accustomed to. It had a window whiched looked up river over the bow. Robert kissed her deeply. There was a wash basin and water provided in the room for a sponge bath. It wasnt much but they were both dirty fom the road dust, and sticky from their playfulness. Robert closed the shade on the window and slowly began undressing his wife.
 
It was so nice to be in a private space. Elizabeth wasn’t too sure how she’d react to being on a boat , but for right now it was stable, and quiet. She smiled at Robert as his calloused fingers brushed lightly against her skin as he slipped button after button undone on her collared shirt. She sighed at the relief of being out of the same clothing she’d been wearing for the entirety of their stage ride.

She stood still as his hands brushed the cloth from her rounded shoulders, the pads of his thumbs teasing her nipples. She felt her breathing pick up as his hands encircled her waist and began to remove her skirt.
 
Robert's eyes never left hers as she stepped out of her skirt and panties. Heelped her to stand in the small tin basin and he poured a small amount of the water provided over her. He then wet a cloth and applied soap gently washing her starting at the top and working down. His hands were gentle and practiced, he knew her body well and le loved every bit of it. inside and out. he lavised special attention to her niplles and the outer lips of her pussy, even sliding a soapy finger inside. He looked up smiling as he did. When the washing was done he rinsed her with water from the pitcher. and toweled her dry.
 
Elizabeth stood for his teasing as he washed her, knowing that her turn was coming. As he towelled her dry, she stepped close to him, and began undressing him. Slowly taking her time she undid his shirt, caressing her fingers over his firm chest and abdomen before sliding it off. Her fingers teased and played at his fly before finally releasing the bindings and letting his pants shimmy to the floor. She smiled at the obvious result of her teasing as she pulled his shorts off his body.

Slowly once he was naked, she began running the sponge over his legs, and then his tightened balls and standing shaft. She cleaned his abdomen and chest, the over and under each arm, before stepping behind him to get his backside. She washed his neck and then wet and soaped his hair before rinsing him. She reached for the towel and started from the top, towelling his shoulders, arms midsection and back, before she sank to her knees and ran the towel up and down each of his strong legs.

Then she smiled up at him, before lowering her mouth on to his stiff shaft.
 
Robert groaned at her teasing lips but her pulled her to her feetand then picked her up and layed her on the bed. He wanted her fully and he wanted her now. He smiled at her as he lifted her ankles to his shoulders and moistening his cock in her pussy, placed it at her rosebud. he knew this was her favorite, and it had become his too. He grinned as he slid deep within hes ass, sliding in and out with abandon. He watched he face as it went from initial grimmace to wanton smile. he knew she was almost ready the moment had come and he pulled out and impaled her hot wet pussy on his now aching rod. He pressed in hard and fast. He heard the air escape her as she absorbed his full length.
 
She moaned underneath him as he pinned her down, and took her. Her body was trembling with untold desire as he thrust into her tight ass, and then just as she was going to beg, he moved, sliding himself into the hilt of her aching core. Elizabeth wrapped her legs about his waist, pulling him in tighter as she moved, rolling her hips underneath him. Her hands stroked his shoulders, her nails lightly scratching against his back as he thrust, deep and hard. “Robert,” she cried out softly, her breasts bouncing under him as he made fierce love to her.

She felt her body tense, her smooth hot velvet walls clenching about him, as her release drew closer. After all the heavy teasing in the stage, this was what her body had wanted, him inside her as she came. Crying out against his shoulder, she pulled him tighter as she trembled with a release so intense it brought tears to her eyes.
 
Robert exploded as he felt the walls of her womb clamp down in the rippling spasms of her release. She seemed to be drawing every drop from him. it felt so good, so right, as he empyied himself for her and she accepted the gift in exstacy. This was a loud experience, ans Robert was glad for the dixieland band playing on the deck below outside their windows. Pushing her ankles down off his shoulders, he sunk between her thighs. As his chest pressed against her warm soft breasts, he said " Elizabeth I love you soooo much!" Wrapiing his arms around her he fell into a fit of kissing.
 
Elizabeth was panting as Robert settled himself perfectly between her trembling thighs. That had been incredible. She slid her hands through his hair and over his jaw line.

Something felt different tonight, as she lay in the after -glow of his love making. It was almost as though her senses were on overdrive. Everything sounded just a bit clearer, a bit louder, everything smelled a bit more pungent, even the slight rocking of the boat was now something she could feel suspended on the bed. She pressed herself up for a kiss, letting her tongue taste his, and nip at his lips. This was going to be the beginning of a very interesting voyage.

Elizabeth yawned, and gently rolled his body off hers. She moved to curl herself into the protective curve of his body. His still pulsing shaft, easily slipping back to tease her folds as she brought his large hand around her waist to splay across her softly curved belly. This was what she needed, the feel of his body behind her, heat radiating from him, and his hands heavy and proactive on her body.

She closed her eyes, and in this position fell asleep.
 
Sandwitched between her thighs and still slick he easily slid inside her in his semi hard state. He felt so good. He didnt care if this trip took a month. He wrapped her breast in his larrge hand, and slipped off to sleep.

He woke from his dream with a start to the sound of a steam whistle. He was right where he had been tucked tightly against her and deep inside, His cock now fully hard. He gave it a little loving thrust and said "Good Morning!" They could feel the motion of the boat as it pulled away from the dock.
 
Elizabeth woke to the boat begining to move, and Robert hard inside her. She arched her hips back into his, welcoming him deeper into her body as she guided his hands to her breasts.

"mmmmVery good morning," she softly whispered, her voice still thick from sleep. She blinked a couple of times, surely she had to still be dreaming. They were actually here, on a boat, and it was actually moving beneath her. She sighed stretching into Robert's firm hard body, feeling him slip deeper into hers as she did so.
 
He held her breasts,one in each hand, and bucked harder into her. She as impossibly wet, and the strong pevic muscles seemed to grip him like a vice. Though they had been awake only minutes, they had been coupled for hours and his release was only seconds away. OH MY God Elizabeth! he shouted just as a new blast from the whistle occured.
 
Elizabeth moaned as she felt Robert spill himself inside her again. She wished she had words for him on how completely wonderful it felt to feel his releases inside her core.

She closed her eyes again and snuggled into his relaxing body. They would have to emerge soon and find some breakfast, but she wanted to stay wrapped in him for a few moments longer before facing the day. After what seemed like minutes but was nearly an hour, she disentangled herself from her lover.

Standing tentatively, Elizabeth swayed and sat back down hard on the bed. The movement of the boat had felt different when she was laying down. Standing however was a whole other matter.
 
Are you ok my dear? he asked. He steadied her and waited for her head to quit spinning. He hoped she wasn't seasick, but feared she might be. It wasn't common on a river boat. He opened the window overlooking the bow to let in fresh air andquickly dressed hmself. He wrapped he in a sheet
to give her some semblence of modisty, though it was difficult for anything to be seen through the window due to its height. As he continued to care for her , it occurred there were other reasons women suddenly became sick. He made up his mind to consult the ship's doctor.
 
Elizabeth wrapped the blanket about her, and took a couple of deep gulping breaths. She’d never been on a boat before, and she was sure the movement of the river underneath her feet was the cause of her light headedness. She smiled at Robert.

“I’m just not used to such a sensation I guess.”

She focused on calming her stomach with a couple more deep breaths. The color started to return to her cheeks and she let him lead her back to the bed. She sat down and sighed. She hated being sick, but was positive that in a day or two she would be adjusted to the motion and the feeling of not quiet being on stable ground.
 
Robert pulled up a chair, next to her bed, and helHe gently rubbed her forhead d her hand in his. He hadn't seen her sick since the ride to Dodge, and that was much more serious, just the same, he was concerned. He rubbed he forehead gently until she shut her eyes and dozed off. He walked out in the companionway, and finding a steward, ordered breakfast be brought to their cabin. He went back in and watched the river as he kept vigil ove his wife. he slipped his hand under the sheet and gently rubbed her breasts. was a pleasant distraction. He couldn't help feeling they seemed a bit larger than he had remembered.

His musings were interupted by the steward bringing breakfast. He got up opened the door and accepted the cart full of food. He tipped the steward, and closed the door again locking it. He made up a plate with bacon, eggs, toast and oatmeal, and a hot cup of coffee and took it to his wife's bedside. At the smell she stirred and her eyes blinked open.
 
Elizabeth stirred. Had she passed out? Felt that way, given the throbbing in her head.

The smell of the food though while welcome as threatening her stomach into revolt again. She eased herself back into a sitting position and smiled sheepishly at her husband. “Breakfast smells wonderful.” She said softly picking at a piece of toast and nibbling on it. She hoped this would pass. She felt Robert’s gaze on her. She looked up at him to find him smiling at her.

“What?” she asked laughing self consciously. She was pretty sure he had some form of teasing on his mind given his grin.
 
Robert smiled at her." How can you get seasick on a river boat after rocking around on a horse for 700 miles!." He teased her kdding with her gently, but deep inside he was suspicious that something else was to blame. For now he was happy to baby her, especially since she seemed fine when in bed and naked, a place he was only too happy to keep her. He not only loved his wife , he lusted after her in a very big way. " You got sick the minute we stopped making love. I guess I know the cure for that! Eat your breakfast and I'll get my medicine stick out of my pants and cure you!" he joked. All kidding aside, he'd be happy to do it.
 
Elizabeth shrugged.

The only explanation she had was on the horse, she'd been too incoherent to even notice the motion sickness. Whereas now, here it was the only thing she had to focus on.

She blushed laughing at Robert’s brazen comments. She continued to nibble on the toast, the bread easing the woe in her stomach.
“I would love to spend the day, naked and in bed with you. But I am sure it’s just because I am not used to the motion.” She smiled at him, trying to reassure them both that it was nothing more than motion sickness.

She reached for the other half of the toast she had finished, sitting on the bed, wrapped in just the sheet, she looked so young, a soft glow on her cheeks. She ran a hand through her hair, the patted the spot next to her. She waited until he sat down then, rested her head on his shoulder.

“I am okay, it’s nothing to worry about.” She said softly.
 
Robert wrapped his arm around her and held her. They sat and and watched the river flow by for an hour as she leaned on his shoulder. “Well my darling”, he finally said “do you feel like trying to get up?” he helped her to her feet, and she was a bit unsteady, but seemed to feel better. Robert unpacked her bag and got out her clean clothes for her, and steadied her, holding her hips as she dressed. When she was fully dressed, and her hair brushed, he took her arm in his. “lets go for a walk my dear”. They went out on deck and Robert thought Elizabeth perked up in the fresh air as they slowly promenaded the 2nd deck on which their cabin was located. I t was a glorious sunny day, the air was crisp, and the colors were just beginning to turn in the Mississippi valley. As Bob looked in her face, he thought to himself that she had a wonderful glow about her that even the grandeur of the colors around them was no match for. They could hear the raucous party going on on the decks below, but up in first class, it was wonderfully peaceful. His wife seemed to have a new appreciation for the tranquility of it all. Something was different, he just didn't know what.
 
Elizabeth felt better in the crisp air. The colors were magnificent, and the nip in the air was enough to prick at her cheeks making them feel full and wonderfully flushed. She managed to settle to the motion of the riverboat as they walked. She gazed at Robert.

He seemed to be smiling absently at her, like someone had just given him the world, yet he hadn’t quite come to believe it was true. Her left arm in his as they walked, her right hand unconsciously went to her belly, rubbing it softly. She knew she was anxious to get to Boston, but the sickness she’d felt this morning had been different than any anxiety or flu she’d ever felt. Tomorrow would be better, she’d be accustom to the boat by then, and shouldn’t feel so nauseous.

She smiled up at her husband as she caught him looking at her. She leaned up and kissed his cheek.

“I love you Robert Walker.” She said softly before they continued their walk.
 
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