Passion in the Old West

Sheriff Smith

Miss Kitty was licking Charity's clit, while I massaged Charity's breasts. Charity was moaning with pleasure. I leaned forward and kissed her, my tongue roaming inside her mouth. Miss Kitty slipped a third finger inside Charity's wet pussy. Miss Kitty asked " Like that, Charity ? " Charity breathed heavily " Oh, yes." Miss Kitty said " Suck the good Sheriff's cock." I shot Miss Kitty a smile, as Charity turned towards me and began to lick and suck my cock. Charity let out a moan when Miss Kitty pushed her whole hand into Charity's pussy.
I rolled on my side to give Charity better access to my rock hard cock. Charity screamed as Miss Kitty licked Charity's clit and brought her to orgasm. While her mouth was open, I slid my hard cock all the way in. Charity mouthed " Oh Kitty, fuch me hard." Miss Kitty was pumping her fist in and out of Charity's soaking wet pussy. I straddled Charity, as my hard cock began to throb with on- comming orgasm. Miss Kitty said " Cum in her mouth." I couldn't help but obey, my hot cum shooting into her throat.
I rolled off Charity, as Miss Kitty climbed up from between Charity's pussy. Miss Kitty said " Now, lick my pussy please and if you want, you can try me. Or, the Sheriff here can." She kissed me full on the mouth. I didn't think it possible, but I was still hard.
Charity layed back and motioned me to try to put my fist up Miss Kitty's pussy. I knelt behind her, one hand reaching under her and the other reaching around her body to her clit. I had pushed three fingers inside Miss Kitty, as Charity said " That was really amazing. I hope that later, when all the customers have gone home, we can try that one again?" They started giggling and kissing each other. I started to lean over to them, but Charity waved me back to Miss Kitty's pussy. My left hand played with her clit, while I pushed my fourth digit inside Miss Kitty. She gasped, as my hand began to penetrate her wet pussy. I couldn't believe it! My whole hand was inside her wet pussy. I began to push my hand in and out of her. She was screaming with delight, as she yelled " Oh Yes, Yes." My hand was soaking wet with Miss Kitty's juices. I pulled my hand out and offered it to Charity. She began to lick and suck my fingers.
 
"My, sheriff...you do have a large hand,"Kitty cooed, her legs still wide. "So, since you are still paying, lover,"she added,"What do you want to do to us or what would you like us to do?"

Kitty trailed her fingers over the sheriff's amazing stiffening cock. "Think you've had enough?"
 
Charity

I climbed up on the other side of the Sheriff and licked and sucked his fingers clean. I worked my way up to his face and kissed his lips, letting my tongue trace his lower lip.
"Oh, yes, sweetie, tell us what you want to do to us!"
I leaned across his wide chest and licked his cock as Kitty held it in her hand.
 
Sheriff Smith

Both girls were kissing me and begging me to tell them what to do. Miss Kitty was stroking my hardening cock and then Charity leaned over and began to lick it. Oh God, I thought, I might never be the same after this day. I thought the only thing I haven't had was Charity's ass. I told Miss Kitty to lay down on the bed, so she and Charity could sixty-nine again. As they got into position, I told Miss Kitty to lick Charity's ass " get it nice and wet for me." Her tongue was all over Charity's anus, wetting it with her saliva. She layed back on the bed, as I plunged my hard cock into Charity's wet pussy. Then I pressed the wet cock into Miss Kitty's mouth, telling her " make it wet." I pulled out of Miss Kitty's mouth, a trail of saliva dripping off my hard cock to her mouth. I pressed the head of my cock into Charity's virgin ass. She groaned with pleasure, as my hard cock began to fill her ass. Miss Kitty was already lapping at Charity's wet pussy. Charity was busy eating Miss Kitty. I began to slid slowly into her. Finally, I had filled her ass with my hard cock. I began to slid slowly out and then push back in. All I could hear was both girls groaning, while I pumped Charity's ass. I sped up my rhythm, Charity pushing against me as I pushed my cock into her ass. We found a rhythm and began to moan, as we both began to build to orgasm. Miss Kitty masssaged my balls, as I pumped Charity's ass. I leaned back and groaned as my hard cock erupted in hot cum. I spurted inside her ass, each time I pushed inside. Finally, I collapsed on the bed spent. Wow, this certainly was a day I would remeber for a long time. I got up and cleaned up at the wash basin. Both girls were lying on the bed. I got dressed and flipped each girl a $50 gold piece ( two months salary). I smiled at the girls, as I prepared to leave. I told them " well, that certainly was delightful, ladies. I am sure you ladies will be quite busy this evening." I turned towards the door and as I turned to walk out, I tipped my stetson to both ladies. I gingerly walked down to the stairs. It was time to get back on the job. Damn, why couldn't this be just a lazy, sleepy town. I headed back to the office.
 
Both Kitty and Charity lay there for a moment, before Kitty sat up. "We need to clean up, Charity, and get back downstairs. That little show we did by the stairway probably earned up many customers."

Charity's eyes widened in surprise and then delight,"You mean, this isn't it for the evening? We do this all night?"

Kitty nodded and leaned forward to lick the girl's nipple,"Yep, except now we change what we went down there in. We just go down in our bloomers, camisoles and shoes. Forget the dress. Oh, and we don't have to bring customers upstairs, although Caitlin prefers it. If they want us on the poker table, we do it. But first we clean up. After all, none of us want to have a kid and that'll keep us from having one."

With that Kitty pulled on a rope by her bed and a few men entered the room with a tub big enough for two and hot water. KItty slipped the leader a small coin and they exited.

"Ready?"she asked.

(OOC: I realize this is faulty logic, but it is the Old West)
 
Fabio McCabe

I wandered around town for a time, talked to some people, and checked on my horse, but my feet inevitably headed in the direction of the newspaper office. I stood outside peering in the window for about ten minutes before Miranda poked her head out the door.
"Will you get in here," she said. "You're making me nervous, standing out there."
"I didn't want to bother you," I said. "You looked busy."
"I was busy," she confirmed. "But I'm almost finished. There. Another edition set in type. Now, I'm all yours, Ranger McCabe."
She came into my arms and we kissed. I had to bend down quite a bit to put our lips on an even level, but it was worth the journey.
"Are you in the mood for a picnic?" she asked. "I know a lovely spot."



It was a lovely spot. Just outside of town, on the banks of a slow flowing river about a hundred feet across. We had lunch, and we talked. Then, Miranda said, "When I was a little girl, my father used to take us swimming every Sunday. I used to love to swim, but I haven't done it in years. Why don't we?"
Before I could respond, Miranda started stripping off her clothes. I decided to join her.
 
After Fabio left, I got to work putting together the paper. Most of the news lately has been about the cattle rustling here in the territory.
Local ranchers are losing several head of cattle a day. I had hoped that Temerity's ad would get some help into town, but I hadn't seen Merry in a few days. I made a note to ride out to the ranch later. As I finished putting the paper out, I could see Fabio walking in front of the office. "Get in here, you are making me nervous". I told him that I was done with the paper & felt like a picnic. We rode out to a beautiful spot & had lunch. We talked about so many things. After lunch, I decided a swim would be nice. I hadn't brought a bathing costume, but didn't care who saw me.I stripped off my clothes & was pleased to see Fabio join me. The water was cool & refreshing. As we splashed & played, I felt myself becoming aroused. I reached my arms out to pull Fabio close to me. I began to kiss his chest, reaching up to run my fingers through his hair. He was so tall that I had to stand on tiptoe just to reach his lips. His arms closed around me as his tongue slipped into my mouth. I moaned with desire as he lifted me into his arms, putting my legs around his waist as I felt his erection growing. "I've never made love in the water before," I whispered, "Would you like to be the first?"
 
Fabio McCabe

"It's my first time too, Miranda," I admitted. "But I admit the possibilities sound intriguing."
She wrapped her arms around my neck, her legs aound my waist, and took me inside her. I managed her weight without any difficulty. We could have done it this way on dry land, but the cool water forced us to go slow, and I liked slow. I had my hands on her ass and I gave her cheeks a squeeze, knowing there would be a mark the next morning. She smiled at me, knowing exactly what I was thinking. Then, our lips were together again, and the only thing I could think of was being gentle with this wonderful woman.
We made love like that for over five minutes before I lost my balance and sent us both underwater. We came up together, gasping and laughing and splashing.
That's when a voice said, "Are you that Texas Ranger guy?"
I looked up and saw a boy about twelve years old standing on the bank. Miranda saw him too, and tried to sink as deep in the water as she could, wishing all the while she had gills.
"That's Tommy Hayes, the preacher's boy," she said. Suddenly, the situation seemed so ludicrous that we both burst out laughing.
"Are you that Texas Ranger guy?" he repeated, thankfully oblivious to the embarrassing situation he had walked into.
"Yes I am," I confirmed.
"Sheriff Smith is looking for you," he said. "There's been a knifing in town. Somebody got kilt."
He turned and walked away, but before he left completely, he turned around and said, "Howdy, Missus Travers."


[Edited by R Nitelight on 10-13-2000 at 10:47 AM]
 
As Fabio held me, we began to make love in the water. It felt so good, the water swirling around us. Suddenly, FAbio lost his balance & we tumbled into the water. Laughing, we surfaced & heard a voice. I sank into the water when I recognized Tommy Hayes, the son of the Methodist preacher. He told us there had been a knifing in town & that Sheriff Smith sent him to find the Texas Ranger. Sighing with disappointment, but knowing I needed to report on the incident in town, we sent Tommy on his way. I hoped Tommy wouldn't be too embarrassed by what he had seen, but kids who grow up on the frontier aren't as naive as city kids. We climbed the banks of the river & got dressed to return to town. Kissing Fabio lightly, I winked & said, "This little adventure isn't quite over, but duty calls. Just wait until later."
 
Sheriff Smith

I got back to the office. I opened the door and no one was there. Damn, where did my deputy go? I told him to stay here until I got back. I called out to him, but received no answer. I thought, maybe he went into one of the cells to lay down. I opened the door to the passageway to the cells and was hit with the smell of cooling flesh. A sweet, sickly odor. The smell of death. I found the deputy and Frank, one of Miss Temerity's hands, face down in pools of blood. They had both be stabbed.
I had heard people talking about a Texas Ranger being over as Miss Caitlin's. I walked out into the street and found the preacher's boy, Tommy Hayes. I asked Tommy if he had seen the Texas Ranger in town. He said that he and Miss Miranda had been talking about having a picnic and maybe swimming some. Tommy knew little, but saw a lot around town. Plus, people talked in front of him. Probably, because they thought as he was the preacher's son, he would not squeal on them. I told Tommy " Go find the Texas Ranger quick and get him back here. Someone has been stabbed to death." I didn't care about Frank, but my deputy was another matter. I was going to find out who killed my deputy. They would regret it for the rest of that day, because that would be the day they died. I waited for the Ranger to get back. I wanted him to look the jail over, before I had the undertaker remove the bodies. It looks like I will have to pay a visit to Miss Temerity, to find out why Frank was in jail in the first place.
I needed a horse, mine had gone lame just before I had arrived in town ( another reason why I decided to stay on for a while). I went over to the livery stable to see Miss Muffin. She had been out riding and I left her a note, that I needed a horse. Plus, I wanted to check on Dudley. He was the horse I had rode in on. I had planned to shoot him, but Miss Muffin talked me out of it. She said she could take of him. She managed to save him from his lameness, but he could never be used again for riding. I told her to keep him. She could use him to breed her mares. I went down to Dudley and rubbed his neck. I gave him his apple. I brought one for him every day.
Well, I had better get back to the office and wait for the Ranger.

[Edited by mr spikey on 10-13-2000 at 02:24 PM]
 
Fabio McCabe

"They've been dead a while," I said after I looked at the bodies. "Where have you been all day?"
The sheriff flashed me a guilty look, and I suddenly remembered how much time he spent over at Miss Caitlin's. I wondered if he was Miss Charity Brown's new friend. Then I decided I didn't care. I looked around for a weapon, but I couldn't find one. The killer still had it. We were looking for a man with a big knife. A man big or crazy enough to take on two healthy men and kill them without consequence.
"I don't know what you expect me to do, Sheriff. I have no jurisdiction here."
"I don't need your badge," he said. "I need your gun. There's trouble brewing, and I need all the help I can get."
I looked at him. I wasn't impressed. I didn't know which way he would turn in a fight, and that was a good way to get killed. There's no glory in dyin', as my old man said.
Still, I was taking a liking to this town.
"I'll be around for a couple of days, Sheriff," I said. "I'll see what I can do."
As I walked away, he asked, "What should I do with the bodies?"
"Do you have a shovel?" I asked.


Outside, I saw Miranda and Miranda saw me. She was talking to people and writing down what they said. She walked toward me, but I held up my hand and walked away. I wasn't in the mood to be interviewed. Two men were dead, and I could sense the trouble was just beginning.
I looked back at Miranda, and saw such a look of disappointment on her lovely face that I almost turned around and ran to her. I didn't though. I walked away hoping she wasn't one more bridge that I had burned. I went back to my room, and tried to ignore the sounds around me as I dreamed about the dead men.
 
We rode back into town & Fabio went straight to the sheriff's office. While he & Sheriff Smith discussed the killings, I talked to the shopkeepers whose stores were on either side of the jail. No one had seen or heard anything, typical responses from people who don't want to get involved. I had hoped that whatever information I could get would help Fabio & the Sheriff solve this terrible crime. I wasn't exactly sure what Fabio could do, I didn't think our little town was under his jurisdiction. As he left the jail, I started to walk toward him. He held up his hand, as if to tell me he needed some time alone. I was hurt, but I could also understand. Killing is an ugly business & in spite of his tough exterior, Fabio is a kind man. The look on his face told me that he thought the killings inside the jail were just the beginning of real trouble.I suddenly became afraid of what was going to happen to our town, I had made a life for myself here & I hated the thought that our town might be destroyed. Returning to my office, I started to put together the next issue of the paper.
 
Temerity and Jake

Jake's fingers on her warm pussy were driving her wild. Pressed up against the door like that, she wanted him to take her and take her now. Wrapping her fingers in his hair, she pulled him close and kissed him. Licking a trail down his neck to his chest, Merry slowly circled his nipples with her tongue. The aching need she was feeling was almost too much. With a frustrated moan, she tried to push him back to the bed, but it was like trying to push the wall.

Looking up into is brown eyes, she knew she had to place herself completely in his hands, give in to whatever he desired. Finding pleasure in letting go, she relaxed against his chest and sighed, "Take me, I am yours to do with what you wish."
 
OOC: If someone wants to take the guy over, its fine, if not, I'll probably just send him on his way.

The conversation moved from horses to the whims of fate and how lives changed in ways we'd never imagined they would. It was a comfortable conversation, despite being on our feet and leaning on a fence. The mares continued to graze peacefully while we talked, the US Marshall and me.
 
Sheriff Smith

Fabio McCabe came into my office. I showed him where the bodies were. He said " They have been dead a while. Where have you been all day? " I shot him a expression of ' are you kidding?'. He thought we would be looking for a man with a big knife. Someone big enough or crazy enough to kill two grown men.
He said " I don't know what you expect me to do Sheriff. I have no jurisdicition here." I thought, wait a minute, you are a Texas Ranger. You have jurisdicition throughout the whole territory. I told him " I don't need your badge, I need your gun. There is trouble brewing, and I need all the help I can get." Obviously, he wasn't impressed. Well so much for depending on the Texas Ranger.
He told me, he be around for a couple of days. He would see what he could do. Not a whole lot, I figured. I asked him what to do with the bodies. He asked me " Do you have a shovel?" Well, no shit. I was hoping he would investigate the wounds to see if they had been made by the same weapon.
I checked outside with Miranda, to see if she had come up with anything. All she had was nothing. No body saw anything or heard anything. Great, no leads and no help either.
I wasn't sure it was a single man who killed both Frank and the deputy. When you stab somone, they will make a sound or at least put up a fight. Both men had been found face down, with knife wounds in their back. I was thinking this had been done by two people at the same time.
Well, I had to get that horse, I had to find out why Frank was in jail. I went back over to the stable to find Miss Muffin.
 
Miranda:

"I wish I had more information for you, Sheriff, but you know how it is. No one ever sees anything or hears anything. I will keep my eyes & ears open, I had thought about riding out to Merry's place to see if she had any idea what was going on. I have a few things to take care of here. You ride on out there, make sure she is okay & tell her I will be out later this evening."
As the Sheriff headed toward the livery stable, I felt kind of bad for him. If this was the start of some real trouble, I didn't know if the townspeople would stand behind him.
 
Fabio McCabe

I was lying on my lumpy bed just staring at the ceiling when there was a knock at the door. I got my gun and carefully answered.
A girl was standing there. I recognized her. She worked here.
Kitty, I believe her name was.
"Ranger McCabe, you have to come with me. Charity's sick. She's real sick. And she's asking for you."
Without a second thought, I followed the girl to her room. She closed the door behind us, and I immediately noted we were alone.
"Where's Charity?" I asked, having a sneaking suspicion that -- wherever she was -- she was in perfect health.
"Charity's fine, I think," she said, walking up to me and putting her arms around my neck. "I'm the one who's sick, Ranger McCabe. I'm sick of asking myself why you haven't come to pay me a visit."
 
Charity

I yawned and streached. Yesterday had been a very long day. I couldn't believe how tiring being in bed all day can be. Fortunately, I think I'm going to be one of those lucky few who enjoy their work.

I spent an hour brushing my teeth, rouging my cheeks, and getting dressed in another half-a-dress and strolled down the stairs.

I wonder who I might meet today?
 
Kitty wrapped her arms around the Ranger's neck, making sure to rub her ample breasts against his chest. "Well,"she said with a wink,"why haven't you come to see me? Don't you think I'm pretty?"

Stepping back a bit then, Kitty pulled her top down a bit, revealing her breasts (a trick she favored). "Don't you think these are pretty, Ranger?"
 
Fabio McCabe

I pushed Kitty away roughly, and she fell back on the bed, exposing even more of her tight young body. I was disgusted, but I was also forced to admit I was a little aroused. My experiences with Charity and Miranda had been both tender and loving. Sex with Kitty would be an entirely different story. It would be rough and primal, completely without limits.
"All right, girl," I said coldly as I unbuckled my pants. "Let's you and me have a little fun...."
 
As Miranda continued working on the paper, she tried to think of anything unusual that had happened in the past few days. She had never really liked Frank & worried about Merry having him work for her. The deputy was another story. By all accounts, he was a good man & just doing his job. Miranda was sure that Frank had been in jail for good reason. Miranda was so caught up in her thoughts that she didn't realize she was being watched. From a room in the hotel across the street, a man kept a close eye on the window of the newspaper office. He had ridden into town earlier that day, looking for a woman from his past. With only a faded memory of a blonde-haired girl from his youth, he had traveled West.
 
Sheriff Smith

On my way to MIss Muffin, I saw Tommy Hayes. I told Tommy to go get the undertaker and have him come pick up the bodies and clean up the mess. He said " sure thing, Sheriff. " He shook my hand as he left, pressing a piece of paper into my hand. He was playing 'secret agent' again. He had read about how the President had secret agents. These agents not only protected the president, but worked in the 'field', uncovering plots to kill the president or overthrow the goverment. Tommy wanted to be a secret agent man too. He wanted to be just like Jim West or Artemus Gordon, whoever they were.
As I walked over to Miss Muffin's, I read the note. Tommy said to meet him tonight, by the window of his room at his dad's house. I had warned him that playing secret agent man could be dangerous. He merely just laughed, saying nobody would hurt the Preacher's son.
I walked into the stable and called out for Miss Muffin.
 
"You can't scare me, Ranger,"Kitty purred back, not bothering to undress. She knew how this one liked it. He had some preconceived notions about what a woman should be like and she knew she wasn't it. Or at least, she hadn't been since her first cowboy.

Pulling her skirt up and wiggling her bloomers down, she parted her legs and smirked. "Give me whatcha got, cowboy"
 
OOC: I'm back, like you asked. Thank you :) Playing by myself isn't fun, I could just write a story instead...

Anyway, if you have an interesting way to work my companion (no one is playin his part) feel free.

IC: The Sheriff's voice echoed through the cavernous barn. I smiled at the US Marshall. "It's the sheriff." I explained. Raising my voice, "Back by the paddocks Sheriff!"

Turning to say something to my companion, I find him suddenly gone.
 
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