Setting the old west

dan the bartending man

I kept tending bar watching Sally work the crowd hoping the wouldn't get too rowdy, as minister escorts elizabeth into bar. no one really notices but i murmur to kid to start watering down the drinks more.
 
I was keeping a close eye out on the crowd, especially the trouble makers, and once in a while I had put someone in their place. Nothing new 'round here, but today was 'specially busy.....duh, wonder why. Like we have a wedd'n every day...;)
 
character: stone wrist rob: a tall grime young man with a growing reputation for using swadoff shotguns in place of revolvers wanted for 500 dollors dead or alive in all but the smallest of frontire towns heavy muscular build blonde hair and blue eyes


ic:the door swings open and he slowly walks in gently lifting the brow of his hat out of his eyes he looks the bar over before sitting down at a table by a window motioning to the bartender to send him a round "what a shit hole" he thought as he slowly tapped his right fingers on the table top "at least the whores are pretty"
 
Virginia Hanson

I hugged each of my friends and thanked them for making my special day truly special. Sally was gruff as usual, Elizabeth just kept crying, Dan was blushing like a new bride himself and the kid just wanted out of there! Quickly I found myself standing outside the door of our room at the boarding house. Sam kissed me, sweetly and gently, then swept me up into his arms, kicked the door open the rest of the way, and carried me over to the bed.

His lips never left mine as he sat me carefully on the edge of the bed. I felt his hands unwrapping the light lace shawl from my shoulders and tossing it aside. His fingers traced the lace on the high neckline of my borrowed dress.

"You are so beautiful," he whispered. I started to object - my dresses at the saloon were much prettier, even if they were shorter - but he laid one finger across my lips. "I know your other dresses were pretty, but I like it that no matter what you may have done before today, no man will look at you that way again. Your charms are now for my eyes only."

"Then why don't you help my with my buttons," I whispered back.

I turned around to give Sam my back, but instead of undoing the buttons, his hands gripped my shoulders and he kissed my neck. I sighed back into him, reaching up to thread my fingers in his hair. Finally, his fingers went to the buttons and in moments, my dress lay in a lacy pile at my feet. Soon, my shift and stockings lay on top of the pile and Sam drew me against him for a lingering kiss.

While my hands worked on the buttons of his shirt, his lips burned a fiery trail from my lips to my ear to my collarbone. His hands, never still, kneaded my breasts until my nipples were hard little buttons begging for his touch. He gave it.

When he was as naked as I, he kissed me again, this time scooping me up and laying me on the bed, quickly following to lay his long hard body next to mine. His callous-roughened hands were gentle on my body, loving me in every way he knew how. With just the slightest insistence, he allowed me to sit up next to him and place a few tantalizing kisses on his chest.

Those few kisses grew into a few more trailing down to his erect manhood, straining up to meet my lips. I stuck out my tongue and licked the tip, then, cupping his balls in one hand, I lowered my mouth onto his cock. His whole body twitched when the head of his cock hit the back of my throat. With a little skill, I drew his pleasure out until he was growling with wanting, and finally pressed me down on the bed, lifting himself over me...
 
rev

The wedding couple off to their wedding night, I felt it was time to try to rein in these souls. At the very least, convince Elizabeth to leave the saloon. "Miss Johnson, the reception would seem to be over. Maybe we should leave now? This saloon is surely no place for a fine, upstanding young woman as yourself." I sipped at the water the bartender had given me. "I mean, these men in here, seeing you...well, they might think things...about you...wrong things..." I blush as I try to ignore the sinful thoughts entering my mind when I look at the pretty young lady whom I had just met. The older ministers I'd talked to before beginning my ministry told me that I would experience this occasionally. Lot's of prayer, they said, and in time it would pass. God, give me strength. "You should really leave."
 
rob

it finaly became apprent to rob a wedding was going on
*what the uncle sam hell* he thought as he looked over the teary eye girls until his eyes come to ((celestialbodys character)) *was she lookin at me?... heh worth a shot*
rob stood and walked over to the crying girl

"good evening ma am" eyes searched her body lustfuly "whats a gal like you doin alone in this bar?"
 
Sam

"Kiss me Mrs Hanson..." I growled lustily, as I loomed over my sweet Virginia. Her blue eyes sparkled as she smiled, and she raised her face to meet mine, our mouths locking again, hungrily feasting on each other's tongue and lips.

I slid between her legs and spread her soft thighs, gently but insistently, easing myself into her welcoming warmth as our bodies joined for the first time as husband and wife. My hands found hers and our fingers entwined, gripping each other tight as if afraid to let go, wishing this moment would never end. My hands pushed hers down onto the bed as my warm body pressed against her, those wondrously soft breasts rubbing delightfully against my chest, her hard nipples brushing against mine.

As I began thrusting into her, our tongues dancing in each other's mouths, she wrapped her legs tightly around me, drawing me deeper and deeper into her innermost reaches. My pace quickened, and I lost myself in the moment, the whole world ceasing to exist except for us, two bodies and souls melting into one, in the blazing heat of our passion...
 
Ellie McGrath

19, 5'5", 36C, 28, 38, waist-leangth curly & flaming red hair, green eyes (of Irish decent); I work at the saloon, though have been out of town the last few weeks tending to a sickly grandmother. She died, leaving Ellie's brother the farm, and leaving Ellie with a reasonable amount of cash. So with her duty to family completed, she's on her way back to where she considers her real home to be.

IC: It's nearing dusk, and I'm glad that I'm almost home. I ride my horse Thunder through the valley, sitting astride the saddle like a man in pants and leather chaps. I'd never riden a horse side-saddle and never intended to, one leg on each side was the best way to ride anything. Even though the saddle bags were heavy and it had been a long ride, Thunder began picking up speed, as if he knew we were close to our final destination.

As I near the saloon, I notice there seems to be a lot more action going on there than usual and wonder what all the fuss is about. I take Thunder to the stable in back, though I want to get inside to see all my friends, I have to look after him properly first.

After I've finished with Thunder, and he's contently munching hay, I pick my saddle bags off the ground, flinging them over my shoulder and making my way to the front of the saloon.

I push the swinging doors open, and stand there grinning, wondering who will notice I'm back first. :)
 
stone wrist rob



he turns to the sound of opening doors instectivly, seeing the sexy figure of ellie mcgrath he leaves the crying woman were she is to smile and wink suggestfuly to her
"hey darlin"
 
hentai...this is message board not a chat room

Dan the bartending man

me and the kid have busy night ahead of us and i nod as she returned, elizabeth finally lead the preacher out and i notced his hand lingered at her waist a tad too long to be proper....
 
ooc: ya i knew that sorry if my posts are alittle short or whatever it is that triggers you to think that im new i promis ill learn the ropes quikly
 
Ellie McGrath

I'm suprised to have a man approach me, I'm dirty as hell from being on the road the past three days. It throws me a little, since I'm dressed like a man, and not in my usual "working attire". I smile at him, though I'm sure I must have a confused look on my face. Elizabeth walks past me, but doesn't seem to notice me, or recognize me for that matter, and she's sniffling like she's been crying. And was it just my imagination, or was that a preacher I saw walking her out? I see Dan at the bar staring after Elizabeth, there's also some new kid there behind the bar with him. I excuse my self from the stranger's company, not feeling like I'm ready to work just yet, and not in the proper attire anyway. I was also curious to find out what the sam hill was going on around here.

OOC: Ellie has been away a while, but I made her up so that the original town folk would know who she was, she's only been gone a few weeks. So I'm assuming that Elizabeth would at least know her name, and that the bartender, girls, and regulars of the saloon would know her well. :) Is that ok?

IC: I walk up to the bar, Dan has his back to me, reaching for a bottle off the shelf above the bar.

"Hey barkeep!" I shout, getting his attention, "how about a whiskey over here!" He turns, at first looking a little annoyed, but a grin spreads across his face as he recognizes me.
 
Dan the bartending man

"ellie sweety, why don't you take that bottle up and get yourself a bath and scrubbed up, we're one women short, virginia has changed occupations so to speak. now get,"
 
Ellie

Changed occupations? I thought, what does that mean, I almost opened my mouth to ask, but looking around the room I saw there was no time for that now. There were customers out there, and hell, I hadn't had sex in the last three weeks I'd been gone. I took the bottle from Dan and headed upstairs. I threw off my clothes and bathed quickly. I towled myself off with one hand as I pulled out suitable clothes with the other. I sat down on the bed to pull my black stockings up my legs, then quickly secured my sparse undergarments. I slipped my favorite silky dark green dress over it all, it brought out my eyes, and was cut drastically low, with black lace trim and a slit on the right side running almost to my hip. I placed my garter belt strategically so it would show through the slit of the dress when I walked. Then I pulled back my red curls in a lose bun, letting tendrils sneak out along my neck and face. I slipped on my shoes and tied a black lacey choker around my neck, finally I was ready. I shoved my dusty clothes and saddle bags under the bed, opened the door and headed down stairs.
 
Virginia Hanson

Sam's pace quickened until I thought I would go mad with desire. I felt my climax building inside me like a tidal wave that threatened to sweep my sanity away. When it came, crashing over my entire being, I screamed out Sam's name and held on to his strong frame for dear life.

At the same moment, I felt him begin to thrust faster and harder into my spasming pussy. His lips moved against my ear and I heard the faintest "I love you" breathed on my ear as he exploded in orgasm deep inside me.

Slowly, we allowed the raging inferno of desire to settle into a slow burn as we snuggled together on the bed. Sam drew the covers over our sweat dampened bodies and put his arms around me.

For the first time, I allowed myself to fall asleep in the safety of a man's arms. And for the first time, I allowed myself to ponder the possible consequences of this particular activity...
 
rob

watching ellie go he wonders back over to the bar downing a few more drinks he didnt like the feel of this town but he was positive he needed to get laid before he moved on he looked over to the stairs as ellie came back down and quikly he intercepted her again as she steped onto the floor

"still busy sweethart" he holds up a bill as his free hand moves to her hip
 
Ellie

"Well you're an eagar one ain't ya sugar?" I smile, taking the bill from his hand as I close my other hand over his at my waist. I push the bill down into my cleavage for now, and still holding onto his hand, I turn and head back up the stairs.

"My name's Ellie by the way, what's yours?"
 
Sam

As Virginia lay there asleep in my arms, I spent a while just looking at her, softly stroking her long golden hair and watching her breath. She was so beautiful; I still couldn't believe how lucky I'd been to find her, let alone to have her as my wife. I almost had to pinch myself to make sure I wasn't dreaming.

I kissed her gently on the cheek, and with thoughts of our wonderful future together running through my mind, I fell asleep...
 
Rev & Elizabeth

I lead Elizabeth across the street. "Well thank you, Ms. Jo--I mean, Elizabeth." I smile at her as she offered her first name to me. "John," I say, "My first name is John." I haven't introduced myself by first name since my ordination. It felt weird. I change the subject. "Um...Elizabeth...the saloon...are those women, you know, not proper?" I blush as I can't talk about my naive suspicions.
 
rob


"they call me rob" he grabs her ass as the climb the stairs and enter her room letting go to close the door then run his hands threw her hair and down her shoulders
"awful lot of cloths to put on when your gonna take them off agian" starts pulling her dress off kissing the skin that is revield
 
Dan Bartending Man

watching crowd slowly dissapate I wonder where kid slept last night. he looks tired. I direct him to my room and tell him to get some shut eye. I swear he blushed as he yawned and scrambled upstairs like his pants were on fire.

I finished up round and wiped down the bar. be another late night and hoped i could find another girl to work here or it'd be my ass.
 
Sam

I awoke from the most pleasant of dreams, feeling the comforting warmth of Virginia's body pressed against my side. Wrapped in each other's arms, her head rested on my chest next to my heart, which beat faster as I looked at her.

She looked so peaceful, so beautiful, so happy.

I slowly pulled the bed covers down off us, revealing her heavenly breasts, rising and falling in time with her breathing. Careful not to wake her, I slipped out from her warm embrace, gently laying her head down on the pillow.

I moved down lower on the bed, under the covers, and tenderly parted her legs, spreading her thighs and sliding between them.

Lowering my head, I lightly kissed my way up her inner thighs, finishing with a long loving kiss on her sweet pussy. She stirred slightly, and a low moan escaped from her lips.

Wetting my tongue with my saliva, I slowly started licking her womanly folds, enjoying the taste of her special place. She stirred again, sighing softly, and one of her hands glided instinctively over her breasts, idly rubbing her nipples.

I turned my attention to her clit, delivering long wet strokes of my tongue to her greatest treasure. Her moans became louder and louder, her fingers more insistant on her nipples, until her eyes finally opened, sleepy but still gleaming with passion.

I looked into her deep blue eyes, ticking her clit as I wiggled my tongue back and forth over it. I smiled warmly.

"Good morning, Mrs Hanson..."
 
Virginia Hanson

"Good morning, Mrs Hanson..."

Every time I heard that name, I was sure they were talking about someone else...

The incredible sensation of a talented tongue on my clit gradually pulled me out of sleep. I opened my eyes to see my husband looking up at me from between my thighs. His smile was contagious. My eyes lit up and I reached down to stroke his face as he slowly crawled up to position himself over me.

"Good morning, husband," I teased.

Yes, I thought as he entered me slowly, savoring each penetrating inch, I would be quite content to see that face every morning for the rest of my life. Quite content indeed.
 
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