Riding Cowboys in the Wild West (needs a few female whores and lots of men to visit)

James Kendall

James watched the man down his first drink, 'cutting the dust' as it was referred to. He poured the man a second, and placed the refilled glass in front of him.

"Well, Immanuel, we have a fine selection of ladies on offer, all different so you should find something that'll wet your appetite. You can hire by the hour, or for the night. We have baths as well, which the girls can help you with should you so desire.

"The house rule is if the girl is talking to another patron, you don't interrupt, otherwise, approach and make your offer. They all healthy, clean, and know their trade well.

"Was there anything else you were wanting to know about, Mister Clausen?"
 
Immanuel took another swig of whiskey, holding his liquor like the old miner he was. Looking forward to a long, relaxing night he nodded, looking around at the people in the main room. "Well," he started, "I appreciate any business that makes sure its merchandise is in good condition and of adequate quality. Therefore..." he emptied the glass, "do tell me that you've tried each of these girls personally, James."

He looked around the room, trying to catch one of the girls' eye, but then reconsidered, looking back at James. "I'll take a bath. Tell all the girls they're free to join me, and that I give good tips."
 
James Kendall

James was liking this man, and hoped he would remain a regular for his stay in the town.

"Therefore...do tell me that you've tried each of these girls personally, James."

James smiled at Immanuel. "When each one wants to hire on, they have to demonstrate that they know their trade. Also, I do make sure that they are all still as good as they were the first day, if not better. There are no mistakes with them. They know what they are, and why they are here. You be honest and upfront with them, when the time is right, of course, and they'll give you what you need.

"Plus, some of the girls are happy to play along, if that's what the client wants, or be as business like as you want."

James smiled at the man's request. "I'll pass the word around. Some of the girls are already engaged, others will be free. It's hard to tell when any of the will be available."

He filled Immanuel's glass a third time. "I'll go and see if any of the girls are available."

He placed the bottle back under the counter and went out into the room proper. He saw that Deliah had finished with her first already, and was entertaining a negro at the piano. He thought of interrupting her, but thought twice about it. Still he waited until she looked around the room again, and his facial expression was enough to tell her he had news for her. He knew she would come over as soon as she was free.
 
Marcus knew where it would lead but if you were too focused on the prize then you missed the real experience. He turned around letting another customer play, the man was all thumbs but kept plugging along. “Deliah dear Deliah are you going to beguile me like Sampson into revealing the secret of my power” Her took her other hand rubbing the spot between the thumb and finger with his own. Always treat a female like a woman and you can get anything his father had taught him. She may be in charge of her own business but she was still a woman and all women loved attention. “So my Deliah are you a fallen angel sent to tempt me, or a saintly angel sent to save me” he asked looking into her eye.
 
Deliah's eyes glinted mischieviously at the question and she replied, "Darlin' that's for me to know an for you to find out."
 
He did not laugh that was not the kind of game he played but he did smile broadly at her. "Well i look forward to finding that out" how many boot shad laid under her bed. To many to count but the only ones that mattered would be his own and soon.
 
Alistair and Jeanette

Alistair watched Jeanette as she rose with the same easy grace she’d displayed when she’d first approached him. He noted the smooth warmth of her fingers as she lightly touched his own, and let his thoughts stray from the room long enough to imagine her gliding them down the length of his cock before taking him into her mouth. “’Care to follow,’ my dear red queen? Not in the least,” he smiled, rising to move beside her. “It would be my delight. But first, it would be knavish indeed to continue without an introduction. I am Edward Llwellyn,” he said with a half bow from the waist and a brushing of his lips over her fingers. It was an uncle’s name and hardly an unusual one, and the lie came easily. No one in this country knew his real name, and he certainly would not reveal it to a small-town whore, no matter her appeal in this moment, and as he placed a hand on the round curve of her buttocks, he appreciated her appeal even more.

“As the queen leads, I follow,” he smiled. “At least for the moment,” he added with a single finger caressing the red fabric of her dress upward along the space between the round globes of her ass cheeks.

Casting his eye through the room as they ascended the stairs, Lloyd noticed the saloon had become more crowded. For the first time he noticed, too, the caliber of woman in the place was quite high … far higher indeed than one might expect given the grubby condition of the town itself. A man might become penniless rather quickly here, he chortled to himself, and, watching the pleasing sway of Jeanette’s ass as she mounted the stairs before him, the thought crossed his mind that a somewhat extended stay might represent rather a holiday.
 
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John Putnam and Sara Archer

"I would like to start now," he whispered almost embarrassed. He looked up at her. He looked once again at her lovely bosom encased in the corset of the pink dress. He then looked up at her face smiling at him like an angel. Her brown hair flowed freely and beautifully. He hoped she didn't notice how scared he was but he was pretty sure that it would have been impossible not to notice. His dick was beginning to get hard already.

"Where do we go?" he asked.
 
Maria watched as Sara started to lead a nervous looking young man towards the stairs to the rooms. Altering her course to pass beside them she beamed at him. "Howdy darlin'," she said, twisting her body to make sure he had the best view of her cleavage that she could.
 
"H-hello," John replied as another girl greeted him while Sara moved him towards the upstairs area of the inn. She looked to be part Indian and wore a purple skirt with a black bustier. She was also lovely like Sara. Her cleavage wasn't as large but she still seemed to have a nice figure and he still liked the view she was giving him of her breasts that still seemed quite delightful to his virgin eyes.
 
"Gonna have some fun with Sara?" she teased. "Lucky boy." Maria kept her seductive smile on but barely kept herself from giggling. She'd bedded more than a few virgins herself at the house. They were usually easy money. Quick, simple, and totally clueless. She could have her worst night ever and they'd think she was a goddess. Even better that he was actually rather cute. She was envious of Sara.
 
"Y-Yeah," he replied sheepishly as Sara led him up the stairs. That girl was quite beautiful too. He had plenty of money but he didn't want to upset Sara either. He didn't know why the girl was flirting with him. Of course, this was his first time in an inn like this.
 
He did not laugh that was not the kind of game he played but he did smile broadly at her. "Well i look forward to finding that out" how many boot shad laid under her bed. To many to count but the only ones that mattered would be his own and soon.

Deliah stood up and took his hand, "Would you like me to show you my room, love, or are you hoping to have a few more drinks and maybe a game of cards first?" she asked. Finally, she let the back of her soft, well manicured, hand caress his cheek as she asked in a soft, sultry voice, "Are you going to help me warm my sheets, Marcus, dear-heart?"
 
she had not even asked a price not that he was of mind to quibble over something as petty as money. "Are you going to help me warm my sheets, Marcus, dear-heart?"he smiled taking her hand he walked to her room not much bigger then the bed inside. it was a bed not like the things he had slept on since her had come. he wrapped his hands around her waist placing his lips on top of her own. "I just hope you sheets don't catch on fire" he teased her placing her on the bed.
 
Deliah laughed at his remark and her face remained relaxed except for her eyes as she added, "Of course, we're not here to swindle you. I want you to know what you're getting into before we begin. It's twenty-five dollars for an hour, twelve for a hand or blow-job, not both, one or the other...and the deal of the week is sixty-five for the whole night, including a little breakfast in bed with me. It's up to you, darlin'." She waited calmly for his reply, ready for any answer, even his deciding she was too expensive and leaving her room for a cheap drink at the bar. All was fine with her. There were more ready and waiting for her in the saloon.
 
he pulled out a hundred with a laugh it was real money but not his the bill was well worn. "what do i get for this" he asked holding the bill folded between to fingers. he could smell the other man on her but he did not care everyone sold themselves to someone for a price. that she was on the higher end only meant she thought more of herself and people agreed.

"So what wont you do" not bothering to ask what she would do. he wanted not to waste a moment and kissed her roughly at first then softer as he explored her mouth. his hands ran over the back of her body. her could feel her press against his form as he pulled one of her legs up.
 
The sight of the hundred dollar bill excited Deliah more than any lover could. Her eyebrow's rose and she smiled as she realized she could easily find ways to earn the whole thing...She contimplated his question of what she wouldn't do as he kissed her roughly and they began their lover's dance. She laughed merrily, this would be a good night after all!
 
his hands gently but strongly found her ass lifting her up and laying her on the bed before them. his lip moved over her bottom lip as he slid down squeezing her ass with his hand. his other hand traveled up her leg as he kissed over her body. "stuck silent i have that affect on a lot of women" he folded the bill into a flower sliding it into her hair. she could hold the money for now but if she wanted to keep it she would have to work for it.
 
Deliah was indeed finding Marcus to be a delightful surprise. She laughed again and said, "It's not everyday a client pulls a hundred dollar bill from his pocket. I guess it did sorta take me by surprise. But, I promise I will do all I can to satisfy your needs and desires, my dear. I haven't gotten to where I am in life without having some skills and talents to get me there." she said, moving seductively to unlace her bodice and show off her pale, pink rosebuds atop two soft, demure mounds of milky white flesh...
 
Marcus had not always been such a smooth talking man of means his hands were large and rough. "I see what i want and i make sure that i get it" his hands cupped her breast. he gently moved them feeling her pert hard nipples under his palm. "You are a vision i just hope you are not some kind of mirage" he leaned forward licking each of them like some kind of dollop of cream. he sucked it into his mouth gently sliding her cloths up with the other hand. he pushed her back on the bed moving one hand to hold his weight above her.
 
It was nice to hear a good compliment now and again and Deliah simply smiled in reply, running her fingers seductively throuh Marcus's hair as he sucked at her pert breasts, her nipples looked like candy in his mouth and he looked like he was enjoying himself already. She was glad. She wanted himt o have a good time. She also wanted his money, she also wanted him to tell everyone he knew who had such financial means as himself what a good time he'd had...

Undressing herself hastily, she allowed him to see her totally nude since she estimated he'd at least be spending a few hours in her room if not the whole rest of the night and early morning. This meant she wouldn't have to get ready again in such a hurry as before. "Marcus, I'm not going, nowhere without pleasing your senses first, my darlin'." she promised with a kiss.
 
he took her in her entire body from her long red hair to her small white toes every inch of her. "Angel i an going to make sure you are begging me not to leave" he kissed down her body taking in the fragrance of her exposed sex he could tell she was ready. his hands moved over her long smooth legs as he placed his face in her sex. he pushed her legs forward gently and spread them to get better access. "Its been a while since i have had something so nice in my mouth" he licked around the outsuide of her sex befre using his powerful tongue to part her.
 
Deliah gasped, delighted at such a treat! It was a rare occurance to have a man so willing and desiring to lick the pussy of a prostitute but every woman loved a good return on all of her good oral sex karma! "Oh, yes...baby, I think I'm in heaven already and we've only just started!" she sqealed, moving eagerly to allow him the fullest access to her womanly places, vocal and loud in her show of appreciation as he found all of the right spots to massage with his masterful tongue. "Mmmmm...Deliah loves a man who knows how to please a woman, darling Marcus!"
 
unlike many a swindler Marcus came from the south and knew a man should always leave a woman satisfied. there were a few dangers with such a woman of the night. only the place was bright the cloths clean and there were not so many customers for each woman. "I love the taste of a developed woman its heaven on the pallet". some liked them older some younger he liked them in the middle. "My Irish rose i will make you explode like the fourth of July" he told her slowly parting her flower as her flicked her clit with his thumb gently. he was known as something of a ladies men even among the untouchable such as whores and married women.
 
It was obvious to Deliah Marcus knew what he was doing and she was thrilled to be able to lie back and enjoy being pleasured herself for once. But, after a little while of selfishness this reminded her she was being paid to help him too so she said softly, "You know, Marcus my love, there's a way you can get off at the same time you get me off. Do you know of certain varieties of positions which can aide in such pleasurings? Have you ever heard of a position someone aptly named the 69 position?"
 
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