Road Games...a light hearted chain story

[ariosto]

OOC...
This is a chain story not roleplay in the normal sense.
Each player adds on to the tale in whatever way they wish as long as a sense of continuity is maintained. To be fun it should be
inventive and full of surprises. It should leave an opening for the next writer to slide into. My introductory entry is a tad long. Try and keep your posts to somewhere in the vicinity of 100 words.
The only other rule is that you cannot make another new post until at least one other has posted before you.
Have fun....





Hah!
Imagine two broads, two bimbo cheerleader types picking up a guy like me, Rut Gauer, scarfaced ex-con old enough to be their daddy.
Maybe they saw through the dust and dirt, saw that I was once the big kahuna, the blonde Adonis surfer god of Malibu and Maui.
Yeah right...
Whatever the reason the pink T-Bird was a big improvement over the wheezing Grayhound that had brought me to this fleabitten corner of hell and how did a dump like Drybone Texas grow 'snatch' like these anyway!?
One of 'em turns all the way around and licks her lips, nice full red ones.
'Hiya', she says, 'My names Carli and this is Bonnie DuPree.' The driver smiles into the rear view.
Then I swear to god the one leanin' over the seat pops open her shirt and out jump the two prettiest tits I ever saw!
'Carli your soooo bad!' Bonnie giggles. 'Can't you see that poor guy's just out of the joint. He's probably horny enough to fuck a cactus.'

Cactus hell! Not when I got those two sweet babies starin' me in the face...

 

[Prometheus2]

Clem Gauer

Safely hidden behind a giant cactus, Clem watched his big brother try to hitch a ride. It was hot and he'd he'd rather be across the border drinking tiquilla and chasing skirts, but he had promised Mama that until the day either one of them died he was to watch out for his older bro when he got out of the big house.

"You know he ain't got a lick o' sense in his body and his brains is in his pants so it's up to you to see he stays out'ta trouble." When he saw the pink T bird and it's lucious contents appear over the horizon and come to a screeching halt just ten feet from Rut, he grinned. "The old boy's still got it in him."

When he overheard one of the 'ladies' make the remark about the cactus. he grinned again."If'n there was a snake in it he just might."

 

[StarXChyld]

Too Much Trouble

"Too much trouble!"

That's what her ma used to say when she just a scrawny little bobcat. When she'd set the barn on fire after roasting fire ants under a magnifying glass at the tender age of 6, her ma had shook her head sadly and muttered under her breath, "Too much trouble!"

When she and Bonnie had stripped the preacher man in the desert, taking his clothes and wallet (but leaving behind his bible), he had raised his fists to the heavens and bawled, "Too much trouble!"

Grinning like a hyena at the burly cowboy in the backseat of the T-bird as she tweaked one of her pretty pert nips, Carli wondered what kind of trouble she could get into now.

 

[ariosto]

The nipple plucking ploy worked well and Rut's eyes, riveted on the cherry twists being offered never saw the car leave the highway and speed under the bone incrusted gate of the Nude Rancho Del Morte.
His coarse hairy hands reached out for the tempting nuggets only to find themselves quickly incircled by rusted iron cuffs.
"Geese Louise!"
the cowgirl 'Barbie' winnied at his enraged surprise. "This is easier then shootin kittens with a 12 gauge!"

Bonnie grinned and slammed the petal to the metal. There was still a ways to go to the bunkhouse

In the meantime...

 

[Lady_Kit]

...the occupants of the bunkhouse were getting restless, they'd been waiting longer than ususal for Bonnie and Carli to bring along a new "guest."

Bonnie stretched one hand across the seat, the other carefully steering the large car over the ruts and around the pot holes on the dirt road. She grabbed the waistband of Carli's cutoffs and drug her back into the front seat before she drove their passenger too crazy. God knew that Carlis bare tits were enough to drive anyone nuts! Just wait til the guy saw the rest of the package. Bonnies mouth watered at the thought of locking her own lips around those cherry shaped nipples, but had to be content with just a quick feel...for now.

Behave yourself, Carli! We've got a ways to go 'fore we get to the ranch. We don't want our guest to get too riled up...at least not yet.

Both women laughed at a joke only they shared. Ruts eyes went from Carlis still bare tits to the long tanned thighs of the driver, then to the cuffs that bound his thick wrists. What next? He wondered silently, and where in the Hell was Clem when Rut needed him?

 

[shereads]

"Road Games," she read. "A lighthearted chain story."

Intriguing. But then, what wouldn't be more intriguing than working the cash register at Buck Nekkid's House O' Porn?

Bambi Lynn sighed and leaned on the counter, daydreaming as she stared out into the dusty parkiing lot. It was early yet; the regular customers would begin to creep in after dark - creep being the operative word here - as if anonymity were even possible in a town like this.

Town. Right. Cooper City is a hole in the asphalt on State Road 22, best known for its proximity to an infamous nudist camp. Without the nudists, there wouldn't be much of a market for dirty movie rentals in a town this size. In fact, Bambi Lynn's boss, Buck "Nekkid" Cooper, was so encouraged by House O' Porn's modest success that he'd decided to expand. Bambi had suggested a laundromat, just to be mean. Buck was seriously considering it.

"A lighthearted chain story," Bambi muttered, reading aloud from the classified ad. Talking to oneself was one of the dangers of being young, smart, bored, and overqualified for any job within a hundred miles of Cooper City High School, where Bambi had been Valedictorian and the sole female member of her graduating class.

"Lighthearted, my ass. This story needs some introspection, some conflicted sexuality, and maybe even some angst...And I'm just miserable enough to provide it."

She tore the ad out of the flyer and tucked it into her bra as a dust cloud signaled the arrival of the day's first dirty movie customer. Assembling the tools of the trade - Lysol Disinfectant, disdainful stare and a can of tear gas in a discreet leather holder - Bambi Lynn Cunningham prepared for her job's two major challenges: the friendly drunk and the sticky return.

 

[ariosto]

Rut's rage ratcheted upwards as he struggled in his cuffs and listened to Carli's breathy dialogue as it drifted back through the engine sounds and dust...
'ooooooohhhh, big boy I wish your finger was where Bonnie's is right now...deep inside my......OUCH!'
They hit a bump, a bad one, then another and another. The driver whipped her fragrant finger from Carli's crotch and yanked the tbird off the road, slamming on the brakes!
Gauer braced himself but still was tumbled hard on to the floorboards.

His head was swimmingand and he was wishing mightily that he'd listened to Clem and gone to that whorehouse in Nogales instead of hanging out his thumb.
Then he heard it...
The unmistakable sounds of a man whistling...or was it a woman?
Whatever it was the tune was clear...

Who in the middle of this cursed dust bowl would be whistling Zip a Dee Dooh Dah on a day like this!

 

[Prometheus2]

Clem lit a 'tailor made', the last one in the pack, and watched t as the pink caddy sped off into the horizon in a cloud of dust. He wern't in no hurry as he sure enough knew where those two fine looking chicks were taking his brother Rut, The Nude Rancho Del Morte. He'd been there a time or two and knew there was only one road in and one road out. Yes he'd spent many a lazy summer day cavorting among the lofty palms playing volley ball and enjoying the scenery. Cant get in much trouble there he thought and it wouldn't hurt for Rut to get laid a couple of times or three. At least thats what he first thought.....until he remembered.....something about that place that sent a chill through his bones "The bunk house !!! " If they took him there he may not come out alive. He'd heard about it but never did believe all the wild tales. He'd better get in there quick. If he brought Rut home in a box, Mama would skin him alive.

 

[shereads]

Bambi Lynn Cunningham

"Hey, smart girl. You horny today?" Luther Snipes has two opening lines. The other one, he only uses in bars. A gentleman never insults a lady unless he can buy her a drink, or has at least offered.

Bambi Lynn put the tear-gas back in its drawer, but kept the Lysol Disinfectant on the counter. Just in case.

"Did you rewind, Luther?"

She saved the disdainful stare. Disdain is wasted on Snipes men.

"Naw. I like to watch you do it, Miss Val-a-dick-torian. I like how you try to look bored and act like you're too prissy to read the titles."

"Lick My Ass."

"Do you even need to ask?"

"No, you moron. That's the title. You're two weeks late returning Lick My Ass. With late fees, you owe Buck Nekkid $86.57."

 

[StarXChyld]

Carli had been enjoying Bonnie’s fingers as they delved deep into her hot little hole. Had been, that is, until Bonnie hit a bump and then another and Carli’s moist muff almost swallowed Bonnie’s fist whole.

"Ouch!"

It didn’t really hurt but it was unexpected – as was the abrupt stop that sent her flying back into the front seat, butt on the floor, legs in the air.

Pulling a handful of long blonde curls from her bewildered face, Carli whimpered up at Bonnie, "Good Lord! What in da hell was dat?! You tryin’ to kill me or what?!" Carli struggled to free her ample booty from the snug confines of the front seat floor.

As much as Bonnie was getting a good kick out of Carli’s predicament, she had bigger fish to fry. Clamping her hand over Carli’s pouting lips, she whispered, "Hush up! Be still, girl. I think we got us some company."

Bonnie’s clear blue eyes followed the sound of the soft whistle through the tumbleweeds and cactus, over the dusty red clay to a clearing in the distance.

Zip a Dee Dooh Dah,, Zip a Dee Day. . .


Carli had finally got herself unstuck and scampered around in her seat to see what had Bonnie so goddamned mesmerized. As her eyes settled on the vision before them, she let out a low whistle. "Ah never seen one dat big! Good Lord, that’s Huge!"

Rut has been peeking over the back seat and nodded in agreement. "Heaven help da man that’s gotta ride that one!"

 

[Prometheus2]

Clem

"Damn!' Clem swore a blue streak as he reached in his pocket to discover he was out'ta smokes. "Well his no account brother was just gonna have to wait, he wasn't going in to that nudist colony without a pack of smokes no telling how long he'd be in there and without any pockets around it wern't likely he could bum one. He better head down to Buck Nakkeds house o' porn. They was the only place in this onehorsetown that carried his brand. He hated like hell to even step inside that joint. Last time he was there a sewer rat the sixze of a German Shepard had chased him back out into the street. It was only when he seen the gal behnd the counter that his disposition brightened."Whhhoooie," he said under his breath as he passed old old Luther Swipes in the doorway.
"You new here, miss? he said, tipping his hat as he sauntered up to the counter. Need a pack of Marlboros if' n you got 'em. He leaned over the counter and looked at the nametag pinned to the thin cloth over her left breast.
"Hmmmm... Bambi is it. Tell me sweetheart what do ya call the other one."

 

[shereads]

Bambi Lynn Cunningham

"Well don't that beat all," said Bambi Lynn, falling into the Local Dumb-Ass role she always used with unfamiliar men. "This one can read."

Bambi had learned fast that Buck Nekkid's typical clientele resented smart women. "Uppity," as one customer had expressed it, reaching across the counter to stick his hand inside her t-shirt. The tear-gas had sent him scampering, but the electric fan by the door had blown the mist back toward Bambi. It had not been a good first day on the job.

Peeling off the disposable latex gloves she used when handling Luther's rewinds, Bambi reached for the Lysol and gave the countertop a quick spritz where Luther had left some fingerprints. Then she tossed a pack of Marlboros on the counter and gingerly took the crumpled singles he handed her in exchange. What germs lived on these Benjamins? Whose g-string had they spent time in before working their way to Buck's cash register by way of Bambi's hands?

"You gonna rent a movie, or just stand there reading my boobs? And no, we don't have it on DVD. This is Cooper City, not Tulsa."

 

[ariosto]

"...or the woman." Bonnie whispered with a gleam in her eye.

Rut's eyes were glued to the enormous black stallion that had appeared in the road ahead. At least 20 hands and a ton and a half of horseflesh, snortin' and pawin the ground like Lucifer's very own nag.
The girl's eyes however were rivited on the naked ebony man who was astride the fearsome beast. Though his beard was grizzled gray and his rugged face lined with age, there was no mistaking this dusky giant or the rigid eighteen inch 'shotgun', he held in his hands.
It was none other than "Uncle" Remus Rowdy hisself!

"I thought he was a myth...a fuckin' legend!"

"Ha ha!" Came the deep booming laugh,
"I ain't no legend gals."
Remus swung his massive frame off the fiery steed . The ground trembled when he landed.
"I'm real as I can be.... now you gals ready ta ride?"

Zip a Dee Dooh Dah!
They both chorused gleefuly. Their curiosity mounting by the second.

"Tell yo fren' ta come along. I might have somethin fo' him too."
The giant winked.

"Like HEll you do!"
and Rut bolted from the car....

**************************************************

Buck Nekkid frowned at the latest receipts from the House O Porn and wondered again if Bambi was doing ALL her job entailed.
Glancing out the stained glass window high atop the BunkHouse, he spied a rising dustcloud down on the long ranch road.
He mentaly adjusted his powerful bionic eyes and brought the racing t-bird and it's occupants into focus. He smiled and stroked his twitching augmentation.
Kool! There'd be some fun tonight!



OOC...a bit long here. trying to link the story threads together.

 

[StarXChyld]

Carli

Uncle Remus Rowdy, in the flesh!

And some damn fine flesh it was too.

"Now that thar’s a man, Bonnie."

Buck Nekkid had entertained both Bonnie and I on more than one occasion with stories about Uncle Remus’ "sexual healing". It was good for a few laughs and made for some naughty pillow talk when she and I would finally bed down for the night. But neither of us had actually thought such a creature could exist. . .until now.


"I'm real as I can be.... now you gals ready ta ride?"

And that’s when that damn polecat, Rut, decided to take off runnin’ through the desert like some bat outta hell. I would’ve laughed had I had the chance. . .

Next thing I heard was Bonnie hollering, "Carli! Help me mount this mother-fucker!!"

 

[Prometheus2]

“Bambi Lynn Cunningham!” Clem shouted when he caught a glimps of a scar that made a half moon shape on the rounded edge of her left breast as she adjusted her blouse. “It is you!” I kind’a wondered when I frst walked in here and now I know for sure.

Bambi backed away, raising the can of lysol and aiming it in his direction.

Clem raised his hands like he was facing a forty five. “Don’t shoot honey it’s me,... Clem.... remember, we growed up together. God!, that was along time ago. I remember that there scar." He lowered his one arm cautiously and pointed at her left breast.

"The one my crazy big brother Rut put there with his pocket knife. Said he was gonna make us blood brothers or somethin’ like that. See, I got one too!" he tore open his shrt and showed her the same kind of mark on the right side of his chest.
"Remember how he made us rub together so's our blood would join."

"Only yours is a whole lot bigger, cause you grew some in that area now didn’t you. In fact, it looks like you got a whole lot softer all over."
He looked her up and down ,not beliving this was the skinny little runt that him and Rut had gone skinny dipping with back when they was just kids.