Setting the old west

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OOC saw this on the rpg board after idea occured to me but wanted to put my own spin on it and see how it goes.

IC
Setting
A small town no school, no church, no children, just a bar, a bank, and a boarding house. (though other people are welcome to create their own business's if needed)

the bartender was also the barber, the doctor, the law, and a fair cook. He was slim in build sort of face you soon forget, but with eyes that burned into your soul

OOC prefer someone to take roles i've outlines first so i'm leaving physical descriptions vague

IC
the man who owned the bar swung into town once in a while mainly to see how things were going and to make sure the 'women' were still qualifed for their jobs.

OOC leaving room for gamblers, criminals and gold diggers to frequent the saloon.

IC
There were three women who worked at the saloon, of varying ages and body types. They enjoyed their work for most part and the men were good to them. Occasionally some stranger would rough one of them up but then other two girls took care of her.

OOC another woman could run the boarding house....might be interesting to have her be a religious fanatic

IC
For now i'm just going to be drifting through town, a young girl disguised as boy running from her overbearing father who wants her to marry some snob. bartender sees right through my disguise

OOC this also leaves room for people hunting me down hired by my father.

IC
I swagger into bar dust covering my face my body concealed by poncho and jeans. I head to bar avoiding other patrons and cough before asking for a drink.
 
OOC: Hope this fits in with what you had in mind

Samuel Hanson, small-time outlaw and bank robber. 5'9", 150 lb, wiry build, short dark brown hair, green eyes, unshaven, fairly handsome in a rugged kind of way (aren't they all).

IC: As I drained the last of the whiskey from the glass, I glanced up at the clock on the wall. Damn it, where was he? My partner should have been here hours ago, and I didn't much fancy pulling this job by myself. Not after the last time, I thought, rubbing the back of my shoulder and wincing at the memory of the bullet I'd taken there. I was lucky it hadn't drilled me square in the back, and I sure didn't want to leave myself open to that again.

I looked up, my attention drawn by the creaking of the saloon doors as they swung open. Just some scrawny kid though, green as all hell from the looks of that swagger he was putting on. I stifled a laugh, remembering when I was just the same. He covered his face as he headed for the bar, as if he was hiding from someone. Hell, weren't we all?

As the kid ordered a drink, I looked forlornly down at my empty glass. I sighed resignedly as I settled back to staring at the clock.
 
Virginia Lassiter

Soiled dove, with the requisite heart of gold. 5'4", 115, long blonde hair, deep blue eyes, 34DD, figure that doesn't need stays to keep it curvy

IC: When I came downstairs after bathing (you make more money when you clean after each customer an old madam once told me), I was stopped in my tracks by the man facing the door. I don't remember him being here earlier, but then I'd been occupied for quite a while. He had a dangerous look in his eyes which thrilled me. I felt that pulse between my thighs I only feel with maybe one in a hundred customers. He was edgy...looked like he was waiting on someone the way he kept looking at the clock and the saloon doors. He snapped up his head when the kid walked in, but went back to looking at his empty glass.
Empty...I grabbed a bottle from the bar and headed over to his table.
"Can I pour you another drink?" I asked, bending down to let him see my ample cleavege, looking straight into his green eyes. "Perhaps I can help you pass the time?"
 
Samuel Hanson

IC:

As she approached I caught the scent of her perfume, and looked up just as she spoke.

"Can I pour you another drink?" she asked.

She was something all right, curves in all the right places and long golden hair that framed ... that framed ... I was lost for a moment as I gazed into the deep welcoming valley of her heaving breasts.

"Perhaps I can help you pass the time?" She added.

As I fumbled blindly for my glass, my attention firmly elsewhere, all I succeeded in doing was knocking it off the edge of the table, drawing amused looks from the saloon's other occupants and snapping my brief trance as it shattered on the hard floor.

I quickly glanced around with narrowed eyes, annoyed that I'd drawn attention to myself like that, but then I looked up into her deep blue eyes and grinned, running my tongue slowly along my lower lip. "I'm sure you can honey, I'm sure you can".

I looked down at the broken glass on the floor and laughed off my embarrassment. Gesturing to the bottle in her hand, I said "Why don't we take that upstairs darlin' ?". Standing up, I offered her my arm.
 
Ill play Harlen Mills

5'9"
32 Yrs old.
dark hair, green eyes.
Occupation:
Bounty Hunter
Medium Build.

The town was pretty well deserted but I had been on horseback for two days and needed a bath, a drink and a little company. The saloon looked like a welcome stop for a traveling man. I had made a pretty good bounty on my last case, (Some of these outlaws are worth more dead than alive). Just to be on the safe side I had hid most of the loot outside of town before riding in, it pays to be carefull in my line of business.
The bar was dimmly lit with candles and a few lanterns, an attractive lady was flirting with a customer by the bar. The bartender was lounged behind the counter with his feet up in a chair, either drunk of bored as hell, I thought to myself. I paced over to the corner of the bar and tipped my hat to the lady. I always figured it pays to be a gentleman, even in a bar.
" I'll have a tall glass of beer", I told the bartender who had waken from his slumber.
The beer was wet and cold, and my thoughts started to wonder about getting a warm bath, and...If there were any other girls available to give me a hand...........
 
Virginia

I took the arm he offered and lead him up the stairs.
"What's your name, honey?" I asked looking up at his handsome face.
"Sam," he said. "Samuel Hanson."
"Well, Sam," I said in a husky voice, "My name is Virginia, but I'm nothing that sounds like my name." A few customers had teased me about being a virgin, and it was a game I enjoyed playing once in a while.
As we walked up the stairs, I pressed my breast against his arm and looked up at him from under my long lashes. When we got to the room, I locked the door behind us, "to keep out any unwanted company," I explained. Unable to restrain myself any longer, I put my hand behind his head and pulled his lips down to mine. He was a little shy at first, but he quickly warmed up to the situation. I could feel his cock stirring against my belly with his excitement. I pressed my breasts against his chest to tease him, then turned around.
I presented my back to him and asked him to help me with the buttons...
 
Cody Williams was a gambler of the best kind: Quick, Handsome, and Good. He could bluff his way out of a Rattlesnake Den and hadn't run across a man faster than him with a shootin' iron for quite some time.
Cody had money...lots of it. And with his boysih charm and good looks and all the money bulging out of his pockets, he never really had much of a hard time impressin' the ladies. Women he liked more than gambling, and theres nothing he would rather do then nestle between the ample cleavage of a good woman.

Scene: Cody laid down his hand, his 5th win of the night, which was still young. Sitting with his back to the wall...he scanned the bar in search of a woman to focus his attentions upon...
 
Sam Hanson

She kissed me deeply, my passion rising at her electric touch and my cock quickly following suit. She pressed her beautiful breasts against my chest teasingly, and I could feel her erect nipples even through her dress. She broke the kiss and slowly turned away from me, asking me to help her with the buttons of her dress.

I moved in close behind her and gently lifted her long blonde hair to one side, my hot breath on her neck and my hardness pressing gently into the small of her back. She responded by pushing back against me and swaying slowly from side to side, causing me to moan in pleasure. As I started undoing the buttons, I kissed her lightly just beneath her ear, and ran my wet tongue slowly down her neck and along her shoulder. As I uncovered more of her milky-white skin, I kissed further and further down her back, my touch soft and lingering.

When there was just a single button left, I stopped. I ran my hands over the heavenly curves of her hips and up her sides, before cupping her glorious breasts. She turned her head and we kissed again, my tongue darting into her mouth, eager for her taste. As our lips remained locked, I quickly undid the last of the buttons on her dress and slipped it off her shoulders. It slid to the floor, leaving her standing there in just her silk underwear (description please:p). Finally I broke our kiss, and taking her hand in mine, I turned her around to face me. I took a step back and looked her up and down admiringly. I whistled my appreciation and looked into her deep blue eyes, grinning.

"Well damn darlin', if you ain't the sweetest thing I seen in a long while."

I released her hand and started tugging at the buttons of my shirt.
 
Virginia

I stood before Sam in my silk shift (a transparent slip), garterbelt and stockings. My breasts threatened to overflow the low top of my shift.
"Well damn darlin', if you ain't the sweetest thing I seen in a long while." I blushed at his sweet words. They just made me want to kiss him all over.
He started to pull his shirt out of his pants, but I stopped him and said, "Let me."
I undid each button slowly, kissing his chest as more skin was exposed to me. It took a little to get him completely undressed, the big knife in his boot caused me to shudder with excitement, but finally he was naked, his cock pointing up to a spot on the ceiling.
We kissed again and I felt his hands tugging at my shift. I stood back to let him finish undressing me...
 
Sam

OOC: Why thank'e ma'am *doffs hat* :). Though I mighta had ta figure out one o' them thar bodices fer a second :eek:

IC: I gently tilted her head back and kissed under her chin, working my way down her neck until I was kissing the tops of her heaving breasts, which seemed to have a life of their own as they struggled to escape the confines of her shift. My hands wandered down to her curvy hips, slipping up under her shift and roaming all over her sweet ass. I gently squeezed a couple of handfuls of her soft ripe flesh, bringing a small squeal of delight from her lips as I pulled her against my stiff cock.

I looked into her eyes and dropped slowly to my knees, still holding her gaze, not to mention her ass ;). I kissed the bare skin at the top of her stocking and started rolling the sheer garment down her leg, following it down with my mouth and tongue. Once I'd kissed my way down to her knee, I rolled the stocking the rest of the way down her leg and tossed it aside. Switching to her other leg I did likewise, leaving her garterbelt in place.

I gently gestured for her to spread her legs a little more, and she eagerly complied. Starting at her knee, a slowly ran my tongue up the inside of her thigh, higher and higher, until I reached the bottom of the shift. I slid the exquisite material up her curvy body until she stood naked from the waist down, except for the garter.

I moved my face closer until my mouth was only an inch or two from her pussy. I hovered there, savouring her sweet scent for a few moments, before twanging her garterbelt teasingly with my teeth and continuing my task. I slid the shift up until it reached her breasts, and kissed my way up her stomach, starting just above her clit, my lips giving the slightest of touches to its hood as they brushed past.

I stood up and my hands found her ample breasts, fondling them through the soft silk. I gripped the garment on each side, and she raised her arms as I lifted it up over her head. I halted for a second, her face still covered but partially visible through the material, and kissed her through the silk, before finally removing the shift and tossing it aside. As she stood there, naked at last, I took a step back to take in the view.

As active as it was, I thought, my imagination had failed to do sweet Virginia justice. She was beautiful in every way, and finally freed, her breasts ... well, her breasts were spectacular.

I moved as if to kiss her again, but as she began to reciprocate I moved back, smiling. Instead, I reached around the back of her thighs and lifted her quickly off the floor, eliciting a gasp of surprise. Her legs wrapped around my waist and my cock nestled in between her thighs. She playfully squeezed them together, sending a thrill through my entire body. I fell back onto the bed, and the well used springs creaked as I landed in a sitting position on the edge with her astride my lap...
 
OOC thanks for all the replies, all we need now is bar tender and a banker to get robbed.

IC

watching the room from shadows sipping my drink watching the experienced woman take one man upstairs

watching the poker game continue scouting out the players wondering if this might be a good place to hide out for a while.
 
Virginia

"Oh my goodness!" I squealed as Sam fell back on the bed. We landed with him sitting and me astride his lap, his cock poking up between us. I pushed him back a little so I could raise up. Doing so, I impaled myself on his cock.
Heaven! I felt so full!! I started riding up and down on his cock, rubbing my breasts on his chest, offering them to his mouth. He grabbed one nipple between his teeth and sent delicious shivers down my spine when he bit down ever so gently.
He grabbed ahold of my hips and started pumping faster, so I latched onto his mouth, sucking his lower lip into my mouth. He moaned, and moved one hand around between us, and found my clit. He rubbed it in tight little circles, making it hard for me to remember how to breathe. His drugging kisses were making me light-headed and all I could think of was his hard cock which was taking me to heaven.
I dropped my head back and felt him lean forward to capture a nipple between his teeth.
"Oh, Sam!!" I moaned, "I'm gonna cum...make me cum, honey."
 
Sam

"I'm gonna cum...make me cum, honey.", she moaned, as she rode my cock for all she was worth. She was a wild one all right, and I wasn't the type to disappoint.

"You got it sweet-thing," I said, "just hold on tight!"

With that I picked up my pace even more, thrusting harder and faster into her warm wet pussy. The sensation was amazing as she bounced up and down furiously on my cock. I continued rubbing at her clit with one hand while keeping a grip on her as best I could with the other. The motion of our bodies was too frenzied for me to keep a hold of her nipple with my teeth any more, not without the risk of hurting her anyway :D, so I settled for sticking my tongue out and licking at her nipples every time one flew past. As my pleasure built to a thunderous crescendo I could see she was on the edge too, and with one final burst of action we both came, her cry mingling with my groan as my juices mixed with hers.

We fell back on the bed panting, our sweat-soaked bodies still pressed together. I pulled her to me and kissed her deeply, before lying my head back on my folded arms. She rested her chin on my chest as I grinned.

"Phoo-eee! You sure are thirsty work honey, I'm sweating like a tinhorn."

She smiled back. Still impaled on my cock, she twisted around deliciously and reached for the bottle of whiskey she'd put on the bedside table. As she turned back I reached to take the bottle, but it seemed she had other ideas. She gentle pushed my hand away and smiled mischievously ... ;)
 
Virginia

IC: "If your're thirsty, Sam, why don't you come up here and get a drink?"
with that, I began to pour about a shot of whiskey onto my breasts. It dribbled between my breasts and down over my nipples and down to my belly button.
Sam sat up, with me still impaled on his cock which hadn't yet shrunk, and licked the fiery liquid off my skin.

OOC: sorry it's so short, but I'm about to turn into a pumpkin if I don't go to bed. I'll be back on tomorrow, so give me something to reply to if you can, Dragon. You are sooooo much fun!!
 
Sam

OOC: No problem Countess, and thanks, I'm enjoying myself too :). I'm in work right now but I wouldn't want to keep a lady waiting ;). I'll be back on in a few hours.

CelestialBody: Intriguess wears the tin star around these parts :), but I think you'd be more than welcome. The more the merrier ;)

IC: "If your're thirsty, Sam, why don't you come up here and get a drink?"

Well I sure didn't need no second invitation, and quicky set about licking the whiskey from the exquisite valley of her breasts and her belly. Now free of the risks of friction burns :D, I lavished my full attention on her erect nipples, sucking them softly into my mouth, gently nibbling and tonguing them as I cleaned them of the firewater she'd poured there.

I laid my head back down on the pillow and looked at her, licking the whiskey from my lips.

"That was mighty fine honey, but I got me a hankerin' for something ... sweeter..."

I tapped my chin with my finger and grinned. "Time to saddle up...!"
 
Virginia

"Oh Sam!!" I watched as he tapped his chin for me to 'saddle up.' "You are a devil" ;) I crawled up his chest, letting my breasts rub the whole length of his body. He reached out for them with his mouth, but I pulled them away laughing.
I straddled on leg on each side of his face and felt his tongue slide up my inner thigh to bury itself in my inner folds. His tongue seemed to go on forever! I could feel the first tickles of an incredible orgasm.
Holding on to the bedframe for balance, I began to grind onto his face. He brought up one hand to tease my clit and continued lapping at my essence. In seconds, I was at the pinacle, screaming wordlessly.
He had no mercy and continued licking and rubbing until I nearly passed out from the intense pleasure.
 
Sam

I eagerly drank her ambrosial juices as I devoured her from within, her body bucking and squirming above me. I felt her whole being shudder as she came, but I wasn't done yet. She tasted so nice I was gonna eat her twice! :p I kept up my delightful assault, gently rubbing and tonguing her clit as I lapped at her tap, until, barely able to stay astride my face, she finally came again. By the time her throes of rapture had subsided, I was damn near drowning in her deliciously sweet nectar, but hell, there's worse ways for a man to go! ;)

She slid herself down my body, her dripping pussy smearing a wet trail down my chest and stomach. I wrapped one arm around her back, and cradling her head with the other I rolled us over so that I was now on top. Our lips locked again as I kissed her intensely, allowing her to taste herself on me.

I sat back up, straddling her stomach, and reached for the whiskey bottle. I poured the liquid liberally over her magnificent breasts, and rubbed it in until her chest was slick with the liquor. I slid myself up her body, my hard cock pushing along her belly until it nestled in her deep cleavage. Squeezing her splendidly slippery mounds together around my hardness, I began thrusting between them, rubbing my thumbs back and forth over her hard wet nipples as I savoured the wondrous sensations coursing from my cock and through my entire body.
 
Virginia

My mind was swimming in pleasure as Sam began pouring whiskey on my breasts. His touch was as fiery as the liquid when he rubbed it into my skin leaving me slippery. I knew any man who could make a woman cum so many times would be worth hanging on to!
I felt him crawl up to my chest and felt his stiff pole slide into the valley between my breasts. He held them together and began pumping back and forth, rubbing my nipples at the same time. He couldn't possibly know how sensitive my breasts can be -- unless he could read my mind! I knew that despite the orgasms I'd just had on his tongue, I might just cum again! I stuck out my tongue and lapped at the head of his cock at each upstroke. I could taste my essence on his cock as I had on his mouth. I used my free hands to grip his ass, squeezing and kneading just like he was doing with my breasts.
He started pumping faster and I knew he was going to cum. I could feel his balls twitching as they hit my tits at each stroke. He groaned loudly and the first spurt hit my outstreached tongue. I lapped eagerly at his cum with my tongue and swallowed as much as I could.

He finally rolled off me and cradled me to his side. I threw one leg over his thighs -- to keep him there -- and looked deeply into his eyes.
"Mr. Hanson," I said breathlessly, "I hope your business here takes a long time to finish."
 
OOC all we have so far is one lovely woman named virginia who 'works' at the bar, a gambler, a bank robber and his partner, and of course me.

so yep you can run the boarding house

just post a little physical descript and what you think of place

IC

hunching over trying to look small, ignoring the sounds that trail from downstairs, watching the poker game trying not to cough on the smoke.
 
Sam

OOC: If anyone wants to play my partner then feel free, otherwise I'll either play him myself or he can not even show up at all, depending on the needs of the story. I'm enjoying myself either way ;)

IC:

"I hope your business here takes a long time to finish."

I thought about her words as we lay there together in silence, her comforting warmth nestled at my side and my wandering hand idly caressing the thigh that she'd draped across me.

In truth I hadn't thought about my "business" since the moment I'd laid eyes on her. How long had I been here with her? Minutes? Hours? Hell it could be days for all I remembered. My head was in a spin thanks to sweet Virginia, and I wasn't thinking straight. Was my partner waiting for me downstairs right now, or had he even been and gone since I'd been up here? This wasn't exactly the biggest of jobs, but it was important, as I barely had enough cash to pay Virginia for her time, and not much else.

Her soft hand gently massaging my chest brought my thoughts back to the matter at hand. I looked at her beautiful face and smiled; reaching toward her I scooped an errant strand of my cum from her cheek. I dangled it before her teasingly, and she leaned forward and licked it seductively from my fingers. I laughed as I pulled her face to mine and kissed her strongly, tasting the tantalising mixture of our juices on her lips and tongue.

I looked down at our glistening bodies, slick with the sticky combination of sweat, liquor and bodily fluids.

"I don't know about you darlin', but I could do with a bath."
 
Virginia

"A bath would be wonderful," I giggled. "And we certainly do need one! Let me see what I can do..."

I grabbed the sheet from the bed, rolling Sam over in the process. He laughed and slapped my ass as I sashayed out the door. I was back in a few minutes, beckoning him to follow me.
"Us girl have a nice big bath downstairs, put on your pants and come with me."
Sam followed me down the back stairs and we locked ourselves in. The tub was kinda big (occasionally one of our customers wanted some "assistance") and half full. Water was heating to warm it up. When it was hot, I poured it in and crooked my finger at him. We slid in to the hot water together.
My eyes closed appreciatively. Baths are usually a rushed affair for me, so I was going to enjoy every minute of it. I turned Sam around and began soaping his back with a sweet scented soap one of the girls got from a traveling salesman in lieu of payment.
 
Sam

As Virginia softly soaped my back, her delicate touch brushed across the old gunshot wound in my shoulder. I flinched instinctively, more at the memory of the pain that any residual effects. I suddenly realised I'd left my pistol up in the bedroom, and my body tensed. It'd been a long time since I'd felt safe enough to stray more than arm's length from a gun. Behind me, Virginia seemed to sense my distress...

OOC: Sorry it's a quickie, but I'm still here for a while yet ;)
 
Virginia

"Settle down, big boy!" I could feel Sam's distress. At first I thought it might be when I rubbed over an old scar on his back. Then I realized what was wrong. I leaned over and showed him the Colt revolver tucked between the towel's I'd brought down with us.
"Working in a saloon is not a delicate easy job, honey," I reassured him. "Don't worry." I covered the gun back up while he turned around in the tub.
I gave him the soap and let him do his magic with his hands again. I wished I could find the words to tell him how cherished his hands made me feel. Most of my customers were the "cum and go" types. They didn't care a whit for me, were only after what they wanted, nothing more. I felt like a real person with Sam. Not a whore.
I looked down and saw the red knob of his cock poking up out of the water. Either he was one horny man, or he was much younger than he looked. I giggled. "I thought only young boys could get it up this often," I teased him.
 
....sitting at the bar sipping on beer. Ive seen one hombre go up stairs, but still waiting for a sweet, volumptious, girl to take me around the world. THis cowbaoy needs a bath, and a nice piece of ass to end a long ride on the prarie.
I reach into my duster and pull out a hundred dollar bill. I flash the bill to the bartender and reply, "Hey mister, I got some crisp bills that are just burnin a hole in my pocket for a good woman, now I know there is a few more saloon girls up there, an' I wanna nice place to put my horse tonite, if ya know whata mean"!!!
 
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