~Cowgirl Blues~
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Barney couldn't prolong the moment any longer, and had to finish the job. He was going as slow as possible, savouring every second - every curve of flesh - but he was still nearly finished.
He grabbed her hips and gently turned her around so that she was facing the the back of the chair, on her knees with her ass sticking out. The barber creamed her ass and started to shave it slowly. Rose looked outside, saw semen clinging to the windows, and even more men jerking off.
Gawd, she thought, I'd better be careful, or there'll be a cluster fark. Different town, same shiiit! She felt Barney fingering her ass, rubbing her sphincter, which she involuntarily opened and closed.
"I'm done - should I ....?" Barney trailed off, wanting more. -
"Should you what?" Rose giggled, torturing the man a little bit more. Suddenly, the cowgirl flipped over, landed on her ass, and pulled her legs high up in the air, wide apart, giving the barber easy access to both her cun*t and asshole. "Go ahead - I'm not a tease! Give me a Kiss!"
The Barber's Kiss - the so-called "icing on the cake" given to barbers as a tip after a free shave from grateful cowgirls. After the shave, the barber gets to "inspect" his clients nether regions with his tongue to check for smoothness. This inspection may last anywhere from five minutes or longer, and may or may not include finger probes in certain orifaces, all dependant upon the wishes of the client. -
In this case, Rose was in a generous mood, and decided to let Barney do whatever he wanted because of his delicate shave. He started by giving her a thorough tongue massage of her sensitive vaginal lips, licking and sucking.
He nibbled her clitoris, making Rose gasp. Her juices started to froth and flow, covering Barney's mouth and chin. His tongue lashed against her asshole, then moved and burrowed deep inside her cun*t. Barney's fingers tentatively probed Rose's anal opening, unsure as to how far he could go. -
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The blonde responded by grabbing her legs and pulling them further towards her - so that her knees were beside her ears - giving him more access to her pubes. He shoved his finger up her ass, and began thrusting some fingers up her slippery twat.
An hour later, what began as delicate cunnilingus ended up as furious finger farking with Rose panting and moaning under Barney's harsh administrations. He had four fingers up Rose's hot box, and three fingers up her asshole, trying to reach as deep into her as he could.
He was mad with lust - the way she squirmed and squealed, the way her pussy convulsed against his hand, the way she squirted her juices when she came, how she tasted like sweet nectar - she was incredible! -
After her seventh orgasm, she kicked Barney away, his fingers slipping out of her two holes with a loud slurping noise. "That's enough, motherfarker!" she gasped, as her pussy sprayed out a stream of her liquid honey onto the floor.
One surge after another, each subsiding in their urgency till only a dribble of cum flowed from her cun*t. Rose was spent, her thighs sticky with her juices, and her entire body in beads of sweat.
Barney pulled his out his rock-hard dick and pleaded, "C'mon, at least suck me off, you damn tease!" -
Rose got up and quickly dressed, saying, "I guess I needed that, but you got more than enough compensation for the shave!" Gathering her things, she opened the door and left.
"Damn, bit*ch!" Barney yelled, rapidly pumping his cock with his right hand, in desperate need of release.
The cowgirl found herself within a group of admirers, hanging around outside the barbershop, with hungry looks in their eyes. With her pussy still twitching with pleasure, her thong panties and shirt sticking to her body from all of her moisture, and her skin glistening with sweat, Rose was quite a sight. -
There were probably around twenty-five to thirty of men surrounding her, but their bedraggled appearance didn't worry the cowgirl very much. She steadied her hands around the grips of her pistols, and casually asked, "Could you gentlemen please step out of the way?"
At the same time, she was wondering, What type of crowd is this? Are they bulls or cows?
The crowd suddenly began to thin out, with the men warily backing away from the girl, eyeing her holstered guns. Rose smirked, They're cattle! With that, she headed for the town's saloon.
Wow, Rose thought, I guess I really needed to cum! Maybe I should have given Barney a blowjob - after all, he did frig me off four times! -
She began to regret not taking up Barney's offer, I mean, he's not the most attractive man ... but how long has it been since I've had a hard cock in my mouth, spurting hot, sticky, delicious cum down my throat?
Ever since I left Minion City - two weeks ago? Rose's pussy began to throb with passion again to her amazement. She thought, I wonder what those men would do if I walked back to Barney's window and start licking the sperm off his windows?
Probably gangbang me till morning! Shiitt, girl, you'd better be careful of what you ask for - you just might get it!
The problem with most cowgirls, Rose thought, was that their ability to not orgasm while riding their Studs meant once they got back onto solid ground, they wanted to cum very badly and very often. -
One or two men is normally not enough action to satisfy a cowgirl - so cowgirls often like to have sex with groups of five to ten men at a time. Rose herself liked to far*k in groups of fifteen, thinking this was the perfect amount of men to satiate her desire.
Often, cowgirls get addicted to the smell and taste of cum. And while cowgirls love gangbangs, they'll always want to try and control the situation. Too many men were never a good thing, as they'll want her every hole for as long as they're horny.
Rose had been at the centre of seven gangrapes before - situations in which she'd either lost control or was just plain unlucky. Hell, she thought, one whole town's fark*ed me - alluding to the time when the men in Dermont Valley - a small jerkwater town - used her as a cum bucket when she was just eighteen. -
She was still a greenhorn back then, riding into town needing to farrk with a vengeance. She rounded up a group of ten men to service her lust, but that group of ten grew into twenty, then thirty and more, as her partners - finished with her - fetched their friends and relatives to "join in on the party."
Her tormentors faces were a blur to her, for she only remembered the sight and feel and smell and taste of cock, cock and more cock. Big ones and small ones. Hot rods thrusting into her pretty mouth, spurting jism straight down her throat.
Pulsating cocks pumping her cum-filled twat. Huge dicks digging deep up her anal canal. Hard cocks everywhere, fighting to penetrate one of her orifices. -
She figured at least a hundred and fifty men raped her that night, with most of them coming back for seconds and thirds - to get a "taste of her other holes," as one of them put it. They left her in the morning lying on the ground exhausted and covered in semen, with a five dollar coin for her services.
What rankles me still is that I took the money, Rose thought, like a common farking wh*or*e! Oh well, you live and learn. Shrugging her shoulders, Rose reached the saloon, noticed a sign proclaiming Rooms For Rent, and walked inside. -
i'm listening to 'blue feat. Elton John - sorry seems to be the hardest word'...... hmmm.... quite relaxing for an erotic ambience
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ok baC from kopi....
continue..... gotta finish, mi dun like half way half way.... -
now that wasn't part of the story was it?Originally posted by Cristalle:i'm listening to 'blue feat. Elton John - sorry seems to be the hardest word'...... hmmm.... quite relaxing for an erotic ambience
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Originally posted by jOhO:now that wasn't part of the story was it?
y u cumming issit??? -
wah lauz..Originally posted by Cristalle:
y u cumming issit???
i'm in the office, fully dressed, surfing for photog equipment, replying sms, and talking to someone on msn..
u think??????
u still at the airport? -
The Rawhide looked like every other bar in every other town this side of Minion City, or so it appeared to Rose. There were enough tables and chairs to comfortably seat fifty or sixty people, and a small stage right in the middle of the room for strippers and what-not, although right now the the place was deserted.
Rose ambled over to the large bar on the right-hand side of the room, hopped up onto the barstool, and asked the barkeep, "You the owner?"
"Yep - name's Jed. What can I do for you, miss?" was the burly man's reply, nonplussed with her beauty, but admiring her all the same. He noticed new customers entering the bar, obviously here to see the girl. -
har airport...? now....? no lah... back home long long ago......Originally posted by jOhO:wah lauz..
i'm in the office, fully dressed, surfing for photog equipment, replying sms, and talking to someone on msn..
u think??????
u still at the airport?
hmmm...wahh u can do so many things at a time eyy...? i'm sure to add 1 more is no prob 2u right ey??? -
Jed thought, business has been bad lately - how can I take advantage of this situation?
"A bottle of your best whiskey!" the blonde said, dying for a drink.
Opening up a new bottle for her, and placing a glass on the bar, the barkeep said, "That'll be ten dollars, missy. Anything else?"
Rose fumbled in her saddlebags and plunked down the cash, then pointed a finger towards the entrance, "I saw your sign up front. Do you have a room free tonite?"
Jed answered, "You're in luck, missy, 'cuz we're the only place in town to rent out rooms. Thirty dollars a night - and I do have a room for you, only no washroom." -
The girl chewed on that bit of information, gulping down some whiskey and enjoying the burning sensation in her stomach. She had counted on taking a bath today - to get cleaned up and bring some moisture back into her parched body.
She was still hot and sticky from the desert and Barney's fingers that she could barely stand it anymore! Stace began wondering if she dared take a bath in the town square...
As if reading the cowgirl's thoughts, Jed said, "If you really need to take a bath, miss, there's the horse water trough out front that hasn't been used in a bit. -
Though I can't imagine what might happen to you if you did take a bath out there in the street 'n all, with all 'em strangers gawking at you! But from the smell of you, I'm guessin' you'll be taking it!"
Blushing, Rose realized that her cum-coated inner thighs still reeked with a pungent, musky aroma from her recent finger-fark. Crossing her sticky legs, the blonde thought about the offer, desperately wanting a bath.
"How come they're no women in this town, Jed? A pretty wh*or*e on stage would liven things up around here, not to mention bring you more business."
Jed made a sour face, "We had a fantastic slu^t working here not less than a week ago! -
Sweet young thing, her name was Sarah - fiery red hair and big-ass tits, and willing to poke anything under the sun! She was making a killing off of everyone - being that she was the only girl in town! Damned if she didn't get poked by every man in Deadsprings at least fifty times!
This place was packed every night with her dancing here! She had a room upstairs - every night a line of johns patiently waiting their turn. Couldn't sleep with all the bed-creackin' and moaning coming from her room!"
Rose was puzzled, "So what happened to her?"
"You ever hear of the Faze Gang? Them bastards came into town last week, drank up a storm, and generally raised hell! -
Next thing you know - they've left with the girl. Most of her stuff is still sittin' here, so I'm guessin' they took her against her will."
"When did this happen?" the cowgirl asked sharply, all business. "When did they leave?"
"Hmmm ... them boys left town about about four days ago."
Thinking hard, Rose realized she wasn't that far behind the Faze Gang. They'd obviously came into Deadsprings and partied for several days before leaving - meaning she was only four to five days from her prey!