The Rival Bank Robbers

"Tequila and burnt rabbit sound mighty fine Miss. I'll mosey on over an unplug it if you don't mind."

He walked to the shadows at the edge of the firelight and bent over her saddlbags. She turned back to tend the fire and the next thing she knew there was a twin barreled derringer cold against her neck.

"Names Earl McQueen an I reckin your Sam Welles.
Worth about a thousand dollars back in California I hear."
She heard the hammers cock.
"Course I'm a man open to negotiation."
 
Liza Blue

As I play with her firm breasts, two of her delicate fingers spread my folds apart and slip them slowly inside my hole. Honey turns around to face me and she kisses me again. This second kiss is more demanding than the last for the fires blazes higher inside of my loins. When her ministrations become faster I grab the sides of the tub. Her fingers are adept at bringing me to a fast climax. After I have reached the ultimate peak, I motion her to the side of the tub.

Ready to worship her body I peer at her sex. Her hair is neatly trimmed in a V-shape. My tongue finds the top of her slit and my tongue slowly twirls the top of her hood. After I have teased her for a bit, I feel her hands in my hair, pushing my head closer. My hand pulls the hood back, exploring her clitorial bud with my middle finger. My tongue worms itself deep inside of her. I am rewarded by her gutteral moan and both her hands tweaking my nipples. I switch my hand and tongue. Now my fingers are deep inside of her whil I suck on the tender bud, bringing her to a body-racking orgasm.
 
Honey Harper

AS Liza continued to play with my breasts and hard nipples, I moved my hand higher on her thighs until I felt it brush the short strands of hair above her sex. My fingers slip between her lips and are soon entering her hot pussy. As they slide in, I turn and meet her lips with mine, our tongues beginning to play games with each other.

As my fingers slowly move in and out of her, I move my thumb up slightly so I can rub her exposed clit. With the combination of my fingers and thumb, it doesn't take long until she reaches her climax - I feel her warm juices flow over my fingers. When she subsides, she pulls me up until I am sitting on the edge of the tub.

Her hands spread my legs a bit farther apart and she leans forward, her tongue just barely running over the top of my slit. My lips open further to welcome her, and she delicately pulls back my hood, exposing my waiting clit. Her fingers begin to lightly caress it, as I feel her tongue going deep into my hole. I reach down until I have one of her breasts in each of my hands, and begin to massage them, before taking her nipples between my fingers, gently pulling them, as they seem to get even harder.

I feel her fingers move away from my clit as two of them slip easily into my wetness. I open my eyes in time to see her take my throbbing clit between her lips and into her mouth. After a few hard strokes with her tongue, my orgasm begins to crash over me, and I must hold on to the sides of the tub to retain my balance. Her tongue laps up my flowing juices, slowing as I finally begin to come down from the ecstasy.

We slowly sink back down into the tub and hold one another as we both try to relax from the pleasure we have both experienced..
 
Sam

At the feel of the cool steel against my neck, I suddenly become motionless. It is first in my mind to deny who I am, when I hear the hammers cock and my heart nearly stops.

No, this man won't kill me....the thousand dollars is only good if I'm alive. Cursing myself my stupidity, my mind frantically reaches for my alternatives. Deciding that denial is foolish at this point, I realize my only other option might be a negotiation.

"Mister, you know.....you may be wrong. But, if you weren't, what kind of negotiation might you be open to?"

I waited, heart pounding, for his reply....
 
Liza Blue

After Honey and I had thoroughly enjoyed ourselves, we sank into the tub for a bit. We really needed to go find Sam. I was sure that Sam was anxious to join us in town, also. We rapidly finished our bath and dressed. I chose a pair of chaps and a hat to hide my flowing black hair. Tucking my hair under the hat, Honey and I climbed through the motel room window. We didn't want anyone to see us leave town.

Since we had to remain on foot, I had hoped that Sam wouldn't be too far outside of town. We reached the outskirts of town when we saw a camp set up. Honey and I carefully crept up on the camp. Unfortunately, it wasn't Sam as we had hoped.

Two men were sitting around a fire drinking something, I assumed it to be alcohol. While we watched them, I heard a noise in the bushes and turned around, face to face with a colt revolver.
 
"Well Sam ol' girl, I'm figgerin' on a two stage negotiation.
First off in return for me not shootin' you just because !'m mean as a Pecos Sidewinder I would take it kindly if you lay back on that bedroll yonder and spread them fine lookin' legs for me and we'll do the dirty from now till mornin."

She felt his free hand circle her and take hold of her left breast , jiggling it suggestively.

"Now the second stage depends on the first but come mornin' maybe the exchange of a tad of information and I might just ride on. Forgit I met up with the notorious Sam Wells"
 
Sam

Just as I'd thought.....he wanted what every other man I've ever met wanted. I cursed him slightly in my mind...I really had planned on getting some sleep before meeting up with the girls. I turn slowly, allowing McQueen's hand to stay on my breast and face him. The derringer is pointed at my throat as I give him a smile.

"Why, Mr. McQueen, I don't think you're going to need that gun, do you? Shall we then?"

I walk over to the bedroll, my mind keeping alert for any slight misdeed this man might make. Before I sit down, I look at him and very slowly draw my shift over my head. I knew the firelight would cast a radiant glow on my body and that my hair would seem like fire itself. I sit down on the bedroll, clasping my knees to my in the cool night air.

"Well, Mr. McQueen?"

I look up at him from under dark, thick lashes. Not sure what kind of information he's interested in....I'll deal with that later. First things first....and that includes not turning my back on this man again...
 
Earl strips in less than a minute. His body isn't as pretty in the firelight as Sams but all in all for a hard cob of a range rider like himself he wasn't too bad and his cock was damned impressive.

"You like it?"
He shook it at her.
"Most gals do whats had a chance to play with it."

He walks over to her.

"Normaly I'd ask you to do that French thing but I reckin' you might get the idea of taken a chunk out. So instead if you'll just lay back on that saddle real pretty like, we'll do it like the preachers do."
 
Honey Harper

We cuddled in the tub for a bit, but we knew we needed to go hook up with Sam. Reluctantly we got out of the tub and helped each other dry off, then dressed for the ride out. We both wore our denims and chaps, and tucked our hair up under our hats. We climbed out the window, and made our way on foot out to where we were to meet Sam.

We came upon a camp just outside of town and crept up toward it. It wasn't Sam, just a couple of guys around the fire drinking. I heard something and turned toward Liza just as she turned face to face with a gun. It was to dark and in the shadows I couldn't tell who it was...
 
Sam

I watch as McQueen strips and then shakes his cock at me. Yes, well I've seen those before - lots of times. Though, I must admit, his is pretty impressive.

I smile at the idea of taking a bite out of his hard meat, and sigh when he decides against it. Scooting back towards the saddle, I drape myself over it in a seductive pose, legs spread wide, as my fingers gently spread myself for him.

"I'm ready if you are, Mister...."

I smile slightly as his eyes take in the sight before him...
 
"Miss Welles, you are showin' steak to a starvin' man."
Earl falls on his knees and slides his hands under her cheeks in one swoop. Then lifts her to his mouth as though he's about to play a tune on a harmonica. He rubs his bristley cheeks on her smooth thighs a time or two and then stretches out a tongue that Sam cant' believe she's seeing and licks his way through her swelling lips and deep into her creamy insides.

Those Gals might have loved his pecker but it was his tongue they'd die for.
 
The Bull

"Well, well, well," The voice from the gloom says. "A coupla sidewinders sneakin' up on our camp, huh? Why don't you two stand up slowly and put your hands on your head real nice-like. I've got two guns trained on yas, and I'm one of the best shots in the West."
 
Sam

Almost before I knew what had happened, McQueen was between my thighs, pushing my hips towards the night sky. As he rubbed the stubble of several days beard growth on my tender thighs, my desire ignited. Not many men out this way had the patience to pleasure a lady in this way, and it was remarkable when I could find one who would.

Seeing McQueen's tongue reading to begin its probing, I sighed deeply and threw my head back looking up at the stars. As his lips and tongue played their way along my inner-most folds, I found myself raising my hips to meet his movements. Caught up in the moment, I began to cup and massage my breasts, rolling and pinching the nipples between my fingers. I low growl from McQueen brought my attention to him, where I saw that he was watching me play with my breasts and nipples. Smiling, I give myself back over to his ministrations....

As his fingers open me wide, the coolness of the air, mixed with the wetness of my sex combine to bring a slight shiver along my body. His lips, covering my sex suddenly makes it warm, and exposes it slightly to the cooler air, causing me to breath heavily in anticipation. His tongue dips into my entrance, and I catch my breath, not wanting to miss a single sensation. His fingers are working over both my clit and my ass, and my hips are thrusting towards the mouth that is giving me the such pleasure.

As he pulls back, his finger lightly rubbing his clit, I can feel his eyes surveying me.

"Look at me, Sam. I want you to watch me."

I bring my head up and look directly into his eyes as he lowers his mouth back to my most tender spot. Continuing to watch him, I see him place his mouth firmly around my clit, as I feel first one, then two fingers entering me. Although difficult to do, I keep my focus on him watching the extraordinary things his tongue is doing to my body. As I begin to cry out, building to orgasm, I suddenly feel him shove a finger deep into my ass. This sends me over the edge as my hips buck furiously into his face, and my hands seek out his head, pushing him into me. My cries echo through the canyon as wave upon wave of pleasure washes over me.
 
He'd learned a trick or two or three from the Ladies of Madame Wu's on the Barbary Coast. It made him a man in wild demand in this country where a gal was lucky if a 'poke didn't wash his dick off with tobacca juice. If at all.

Nope he did like to eat a pussy and had worked damned hard at gettin' skilled at it.

When Sam strated buckin like a mustang mare, Earl never let go of her clit. If anything he sucked it harder and rubbed on it rough with his big tongue.
He knew though that a gal preferred somethin' solid tween her legs at a time like this. So his fingers were twisten up inside and pumping for all they was worth.
When she let out to holerin'. Earl just smiled to himself and frigged her all the harder.
 
Sam

Never in all of my experience had I met a man who was doin' to me what McQueen was! Damn! As I screamed out into the night, all I could feel was McQueen's tongue working fast against my clit, and his fingers driving deep into me.

As the last of my orgasm finally released itself, I found myself breathing hard, unable to really think of anything at all. I felt something, and when I opened my eyes, McQueen had positioned himself above me.

"Well, Miss Wells, I do b'lieve it's time for you to pleasure me, don't you think?"

Still unable to think clearly, I noticed his cock stiff in front of me, his rubbing over the head.

"Mmmmm....yes, I would agree. And just what would your pleasure be, McQueen?"
 
Liza Blue

I look up from the opening of the gun and stare at the red-headed man before me. Honey and I have been in worse situations than this.

I raise my hands and remove my hat to free my black locks. They flow down past my shoulders. "Sir, is that any way to treat a lady?" I ask, hoping for a favorable response.
 
The Bull

It's a way to treat someone sneakin' up on my camp, lady, so put yer hands on yer head now!

(So they were gorgeous women. Gorgeous women can kill, too!)
 
"I just wanted you to take a gander at ol' Tex here...'fore I nail you to the ground with it!"
Then suddenly McQueen is between her legs again kneeling down, bending low and literaly pulling Sam by the hips up on to the extraordinary length of his cock. He slipped it between her moist pussy lips and it just seemed to keep on going.
Sam thought it might end up coming out of her throat.
"Betcha think I'm goin' straight through you."
He said lifting her ass clear of the desert floor and leaning into her.
"My GOD.....",
her legs came up to lock behind his back as he pushed her across the sand.
 
Sam

At closer inspection, "Tex" was much larger than I had thought. And when McQueen entered, I felt as though he truly would impale my entire body.

Lifting me off of the ground with a force unexpected, for a few moments, I can only lie there concentrating on the feel of him inside of me, filling me and then some.

Finally becoming more aware....I reach up with my legs and lock them around McQueen's waist as I allow him to enter me deeply and more fully. I find myself wrapping my arms about him, pulling him close, as my nails lightly rake his back. The stubble on his cheeks provides an additional, pleasant, stimulous to my my own face as I lower his head to my shoulder to be buried within the soft texture of my hair.

I feel open an vulnerable in many ways, yet totally in control in others. I know I should despise this man, but a certain tenderness is welling up within me......wishing and wanting him to continue on until morning light seeps over the canyon walls...
 
Honey

This red-headed guy stepped out a bit from the shadows, so I could see him a bit better. As I put my hands up, I "accidently" knocked off my hat, letting my long blond hair spill out and over my shoulders. Liza did the same, and I noticed that this guy was eyeing us pretty closely. Our eyes met as she asked him if that was any way to treat a lady. I grinned to myself remebering a far worse situation than this in which we had extracted ourselves from.

He reponded to Liza rather gruffly - hmmm, this might take a little more work to get out of this one...
 
The Bull

He couldn't decide the overwhelming emotion. Fear or lust? He decided - for now - that caution would be the best road to take.
"Come on, out with yuz both. Hands on yer heads, and any funny stuff and I'll tie yuz up."
 
Liza Blue

Well, this man isn't all that impressed by our charms. I may have to turn this up a notch a or two I think to myself. Honey and I look at each other, knowing that we are thinking the same thing.

"Sir, if you would allow me and my friend a moment to explain I am sure you will se that we mean you no harm." With these words I slowly creep closer to where he is standing....
 
The Bull

The Bull backed up a step. "Don't make me do it, ladies," he said. "How do I know you ain't some rival gang, dangerous outlaws like us? T'ain't personal, but you'd do the same to us, now step back and keep your hands up!"
 
Liza Blue

I raise my hands in the air and feign fear, "Well, now aren't you the big bad man. Goin to tie up a couple helpless females..." I taunt him as I again lower my hands and begin walking toward him.

As I get within inches of him I extend my hands out to him. "Go ahead Bog Boy! Tie us up if you are man enough?" I raise an eyebrow and a crooked smile plays across my face.

"Well, what are you waiting for? Maybe you need the help of your friends over there?" I nod my head in the other guys's direction, where they begin to rise from their resting spots, obviously hearing the commotion.
 
The Bull

I grasp her wrists together, keeping her between myself and the other girl. I holster my gun quick and pull out a loop of rope, starting to hog tie her wrists like she was a calf back on pappy's farm.
"You asked for it, lady," I said.
 
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