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Sexfight At The OK Saloon (Part One)
Business was a bit slow. There were three or four
ladies on the main floor, idly drinking and playing
nickel poker. But that wasn't where the real business
was.
I was polishing the mahogany of the long bar when the
doors swung open and a hurricane blew in. Said
hurricane was about six feet of dust and red hair
shaped like a dream. She announced her presence with
a bellow of laughter and fetched up against the bar.
She took off her hat and this tangled mane of fiery
red hair fell about her shoulders. She said,
"Whiskey, sweetie, and keep it coming."
I placed the bottle on the bar and sterilized a glass
with my week-old rag. I poured a shot. She pulled a
dime out of her bag and flipped it to me.
She picked up the glass, winked at me, and tossed it
back. Her eyes watered a second, and she coughed a
bit. She shuddered, and said, "Smooth. Gimme
another, sugar lips."
"You bet, Red. But the name's Bonnie Mae. I own this
establishment." I poured her another shot and she
flipped me another piece of silver.
"Well, Bonnie Mae, a fine place it is, too. My handle
is Ginny, and I'm the baddest girl in three states and
four territories. I can outfight and outfuck anyone
around."
I smiled at her. "Ginny, if that is indeed the case,
you came to the right place to prove it."
I indicated the solid door down at the end of the bar,
by the badly out-of-tune piano. "For ten bucks, gold,
you can find out just how good you are."
She studied me a minute. Ginny was a tall and
marvelously shaped woman, with breasts like grapefruit
and a full round butt. She was wearing dust-stained
dungarees and a red cotton shirt. She had a fancy
two-gun rig, and she looked like she knew how to use
it.
She slipped herself a chaw. "Bonnie Mae, now just
what would it be that I would find behind that door?"
I leaned forward on the bar. She came in a bit
closer. "Ginny, behind that door you can go against
some of the toughest women around. Tooth and nail,
tit and cunt. The OK saloon is the only place around
where a woman can prove that she's the `baddest girl
in three states and four territories'. Catfight,
sexfight, you name it, it's there."
Ginny chewed on this for about two seconds, while
doing the same for the wad of tobacco. She grinned,
rooted around in her bag and produced a ten-dollar
gold piece. She turned it over in her fingers a few
times, then handed it to me.
I took the coin and bit it. Good as gold. I
deposited the shiny yellow coin in the strongbox under
the bar.
"Follow me, pussycat," I said as I headed for the
heavy door.
On her side of the bar, she walked along. Before we
reached the door, I held out my hand and said, "The
hardware stays here. You'll get it back when you
leave...providing you're not carried out."
"Suits me, babe. These are just tools. My weapons
are my tits `n pussy." She undid the gunbelt, handed
it to me. After handing me the Colts, she reached
behind her and pulled out an enormous shining blade on
a bone handle. "Here's my penknife, too."
I turned around and placed the lethal goods in the
large box under the bar. It fell into the company of
several other revolvers and a couple of Winchesters.
I took the big key ring hanging from the old rusty
nail and inserted the key into the lock on the door.
The ladies are always surprised when they see the room
for the first time. Ginny was no exception. Her eyes
widened, and she smiled in anticipation.
There's a big circular depression cut into the wood
flooring, about sixteen feet wide, and a foot deep.
It's lined with blankets and straw and sawdust.
Around the big hole are several benches. Right now,
about twenty women were on those benches, leaning
forward. Some of those women were topless, a couple
completely naked. Potential combatants. They were
intently watching the action in the pit. Their voices
were starting to get louder.
Two naked women were tangling in the straw and
sawdust, their hands clenched in each other's hair.
They rolled around, legs tangling and tits sliding
roughly together. The big black-haired woman got an
advantage over the blonde smaller woman. She got on
top and positioned her thighs just right.
Blondie was helpless. The dark haired woman started
smashing her hips down, her black hairy pussy
striking the sparse blonde bush of the women beneath
her. She started to howl.
Ginny looked at me and said, "Now this is what I call
quality entertainment."
I smiled and said, "We aim to please."
It was time for someone else to watch the bar. I
wanted to watch the fireworks. Ownership has some
prerogatives.
"Hey, Lulu! Get your fanny over here!" I called out.
A half-naked brown-haired woman looked up from one of
the benches.
"Aw...Bonnie Mae, not now! It's getting good.
Calamity's just to about to make ole Susie pop her
pussy!"
I put a little steel into my voice. "Over here now,
missy, or I'll thrash you six ways from Sunday!"
She reluctantly got up and walked over, picking up her
pants and shirt. She started to get into them.
I said, "Watch the front for a while. I'm gonna
introduce Ginny."
Lulu looked at Ginny, and smiled a bit. She said,
shyly, "Hi, Ginny. Are you gonna take on Calamity?"
Ginny looked over at the pit. Calamity was hammering
her naked hips down onto the blonde, who was hollering
and screaming like a banshee.
"I sure would love to, darlin'."
To Lulu, I said, "Get in there now, sweetheart, before
I'm robbed blind."
Lulu, now dressed, started to walk past me to the
heavy door. I snaked out an arm, wrapped it around
her waist, and kissed her roughly. "Sorry, baby,
you'll get your chance later."
She reached up and pinched my right tit lightly.
"I'll hold ya ta that, boss." She left the room.
Ginny and I moved forward to a crowded bench. Two
half-naked women moved over and let us sit down. What
can I say? It's good to be the Queen!
Ginny ran a hand through that gorgeous mop of red
hair, and undid the top two buttons on her shirt. She
fluttered the fabric out a bit. The air was a little
warm.
The audience was starting to get really animated. As
Calamity continued dancing her hips up and down,
grinding that dark hairy cunt onto Susie's battered
snatch, the voices around started saying, faster and
faster, "Calamity...Calamity...Calamity..."
Finally it happened. Susie wrapped her legs around
Calamity's naked waist and cried out. Calamity
pressed her pussy hard into the blonde's abused mound
and rubbed it, grinding into her. From our angle, we
could see liquid splash out of Susie's quim, darkening
the sawdust.
Susie howled as she came, hips bucking up and down and
side to side, her arms and legs flailing like she was
having a fit. When Calamity delivers the goods, they
arrive with a ruckus. The audience clapped and
cheered, stomping their feet.
Ginny threw her arms in the air and cheered. I did
the same. For a few minutes, the room was in
pandemonium. I knew that if my prohibition against
weapons wasn't in force, the ceiling would have been
shot up.
Calamity sat up. Her dark hair was tangled and sweat
dripped down her dusty skin, making rivulets in the
yellow sawdust that speckled her bountiful round
breasts with thick dark nipples. She was breathing
hard as she idly pinched the pink nipples of the woman
beneath her.
Calamity's style wasn't doing a face sit. Her victory
orgasm came from her own fingers. She squatted over
the blonde's tear-streaked face, and frigged herself
efficiently and quickly. Her hips jerked a little,
and her dark blue eyes closed as she had a short,
intense orgasm. She yipped as she spurted her juices
on the lips and face of her defeated opponent.
Calamity got up and walked naked over the far end of
the pit, and sat down heavily on the bench. Susie
slowly got to her feet and walked with hunched
shoulders over to her bench and started gathering her
clothes. She began to dress in a dispirited fashion,
while one of her friends tried to console her in low
voice.
Money started to change hands among the audience, the
women muttering as they settled their wagers. There
was a little grumbling from the losers, but no one got
too upset. They knew my rules. If they wanted to
fight, they could strip off their clothes and take
their chances in the sawdust.
I turned to Ginny. "So, Red, do you think you can
take her? You could clear a hundred bucks if you
win."
In answer, Ginny started to unbutton her shirt. I
held my breath as those magnificent breasts came into
view.
I said, "I'll take that as a yes."
I whistled. Calamity looked up, her dark eyes
drilling into us. I crooked my finger at her.
Calamity rose to her feet and padded over. Naked, she
looked down at us. She was imposing.
Ginny stood up. They were equal in height. Ginny
finished unbuttoning her shirt and let it hang down,
the insides of her tits exposed, but the nipples still
covered.
I stood up as well. I put an arm around Calamity's
neck and moved my head in for a quick kiss. She gave
me a good one, warm, wet and promising.
"Good match, darling. You made me wet." It was true.
"How would you like to tangle with what just blew
into town? This here rusty-haired wrangler is Ginny."
Calamity turned her head to look at Ginny. She swept
her eyes down slowly and back up. She flashed a
quick, evil smile. Then the black-haired beauty took
her hands and parted the front of Ginny's unbuttoned
shirt. Like a curtain opening, the shirt revealed a
pair of bodacious boobs crowned with pebbly stiff
nipples.
Calamity moved forward slowly. The two pairs of
breasts touched. I caught my breath as the round orbs
met each other.
I wasn't the only one looking. Twenty other pairs of
eyes were watching. This was someone new and unknown.
Pink pebbly nipples met dark ones. As they rubbed
together lightly, Ginny said, "I am pleased to make
your acquaintance, Calamity."
Calamity continued the slow rubbing nipple fencing.
In her rich contralto voice, she said, "Hey, Ginny. I
like your looks, Red. You ready to tangle?"
Ginny bumped her tits into Calamity's a bit more
aggressively. "Anytime, sweet lips."
(To be continued)
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