Slick

I hitched up my pants, wiped the dust off my lizard skin boots on the back of my pants and walked through the noisy, swinging doors of the Red Dog saloon. The slightly off-key noise of the piano, running amok with the excited grunts and yowls of the revelers just about knocked my hat off. The smell was unreal-- stale booze, sweat and lots of cow shit, coating the soles of scuffed boots. Hormones were running high, and the women fast and loose.

The beer was flowing like water, and the red-eye whiskey wasn't far behind. Then glancing around sorta sly like, I checked out the action, but all the "respectable" gals must have been cooling their hot pussies on those cold wooden pews over at the old Baptist church that crouched a few doors down the street.

But what the Hell-- there were lots of good looking women standing around, trying to show a little skin without being any too obvious, but most of the cow- hands were busy playing poker and drinking up their money. They weren't ready for the women just yet, but I was. There was one in particular that caught my attention. She had silky hair and a light about her that really caught my eye. Her big eyes flashed at me from across the room, and I almost drooled. Just seeing her made my dick bulge in my jeans. I got so hot thinking about her I had to reach in and flip old "Bonnie Johnny" up and hook him behind my belt so he wasn't so obvious. I had to be cool, but I made my mind up right then and there, that pretty little gal was gonna be mine!

I'd been on the trail herding doggies for about a month, and my dick was hard! When I blew into town, I dropped off my horse at the Livery and then visited Hop-Sing's Bath House and Opium Den for a bath and a change of clothes. Man, that hot water felt good. It was all I could do to keep my hands off my dick.

That little China gal who was washing my back kept looking at my hard dick with awe, like she'd never seen anything that big. I asked her if she wanted to ride it, but her eyes glazed over and she backed away, hollering something about "No, no! Dick too big - hit the button, tear pussy- I go now!" as she dropped the towel and ran out the door, sandals flapping against her heels.

What was it they said about oriental men being small? Oh well, these wide- hipped women looked like they could take my prized dick and another one just like it without squeaking too much. In any case, I'd find out pretty quick. I was gonna get me that pretty gal, but I didn't want to look too hot or she would most likely play hard to get.

So I shuffled over to the bar, trying not to step in something and ordered up a beer, pulling a sack of Bull Durham out of my shirt pocket. I rolled a smoke while I waited for the fat bartender to slide my beer. Popping a stick match with my thumb nail, I lit my dried up little cigarette and sucked in a lung-full of bitter smoke, all the time thinkin' about that pretty little thang with the flashing eyes.

Anyway, before I could let the smoke out, some drunken cowboy walked up with a bottle of cheap whiskey in his hand and said in a belligerent voice, "Here, stranger, have a drink." Thanks, I said, but I'm just drinkin' beer tonight. "What?" he said. "You think that you're too good to drink with me?" "Naw," I said, "I got other stuff on my mind besides drinkin' booze." The rider got a nasty look on his unshaven face, stepped back and bellered loud as Hell, "You either have a drink of my whisky, or I'll blow your balls off, you son of a bitch!" Standing firm, I shook my head no, so he went for his gun.

Time stood still. Everyone was staring at us, as his Colt pistol flashed out of his holster, but he wasn't quite fast enough. He crumpled to the floor with a single bullet hole right in the center of his forehead, dead, before he hit the floor. Oh, by-the-way, my name is Lonesome Bill but my friends call me Slick.

Everyone knew who I was then, as I'd developed a bit of a reputation as a gun fighter who always pulled off one-shot kills-right between the eyes-- slick as grease... What the Hell, I ain't really a gun fighter-I ramrod cattle, but my daddy taught me that if I wanted to keep on breathin' I'd better learn to handle a six gun. Anyway, I guess that I'm a mite handy with a piece when I need to be... No big deal, my dick was still hard too... Come on little gal!

After the gunfight, silence loomed for a moment, and then the piano started up again and the cacophony of the drunken customers along with it. The undertaker soon walked through the swinging doors, a glum look on his face, and his diggers carried off the remains of that fool on the floor. I flipped the old boy a gold piece for his trouble and turned back to the bar.

After a few moments, one of the "girls," the pretty one I was a wantin', moseyed over and said, "Pretty fast on the trigger, ain't you, big boy? I wonder how fast you are with your dick?" "Oh, that little ole' thang? You got a test for it?" She laughed and slipped her arm in mine. "So you're Slick, huh? I heard about you- old sure shot! My name is Luci-- how do you do?" "Well, I'm fine, honey, but are you talkin' about with my gun or with my dick?" "Well, Slick, that depends on which one you are holding right now, doesn't it..."

Everyone pretended they didn't notice as I followed Sweet Luci up the stairs and down the balcony to her room at the end of the walk. She opened the door and we poured in. Luci lit a single kerosene lamp, and turned down the wick until we could just barely see each other, then she fell into my arms. "Slick, you are all man, and I need some of what you got to give me... Slick, just love me good and love me long-- we got all night."

"Damn, Luci, you are all right! You are one hot woman. Hell, I singled you out from the herd the moment I laid eyes on you-- you're drop-dead gorgeous!" Luci just snuggled closer, turning her pretty face up and kissing me on my corded neck. That felt good, and I kinda got all soft inside for her. That made my dick get really hard. I thought to myself that I just might have to spend some serious time with this little lady.

Her arms were around me, and I could feel her sweet titties pressing into my chest. I though I'd explode right there, but I kept control of myself. Damn, she felt good to me! I picked her up and carried her over to the bed and laid her on it, undoing her shoes. They were those high-topped ones with all those laces and snaps. It took a while to get them off of her, and then I started on her dress. Luci giggled as I slipped it off her and undid her bustle.

Last to go was her underwear, and soon I had my Sweet Baby all naked there, lying, all golden in the lamp light upon the bed, silky hair glowing in the dim lamp light. Damn, she was beautiful and I was ready! Throwing my six-gun on the bed where it would be handy, I kicked off my boots, pulled off my shirt and dropped my drawers, old Bonnie Johnny stood straight up as I stepped out of my shorts. I crawled on top of Luci and took her lovely head in my hands and pulled it to me, kissing her hard on her lucious, red lips. She must of liked that, as she parted her lips, opened her mouth wide and stuck her hot tongue into my mouth and began sucking on it. Damn, that felt good too, and soon my tongue was in her mouth, sucking her tongue right down to its roots. Damn, that is how it's supposed to be!

Sweet Luci, then spread her legs, her bare tits pressing into my chest and began to grind her hips against me. I could feel something sorta wet on my belly and realized that her juices were flowing like water. Well, neither of us could stand it any longer so I arched up and slid my throbbing member into her juicing pussy all the way to the hilt.

We never stopped French kissing, but she moaned anyway, as the full length of my shaft rubbed on down her clit in one long stroke. Sweet Luci took me all the way inside her, and I could feel the strong muscles of her pussy clamp down clear to the base of my pulsating dick. We ground our hips together, and our passion mounted. I began pumping my member in and out of her, but keeping full body contact, so as to not miss an instant of her.

Faster and harder I pumped in and out like a piston in a locomotive, the steam pressure, mounting. Faster! Harder! Soon I could hear the whistle blow as old "Number-Nine" rounded the bend, and then my boiler blew, gushing loads of hot fluids into Luci's steaming tunnel. My explosion must of set off an mighty Earthquake in Sweet Luci, as another inch of her tongue seemed to come from nowhere and made it all the way down to my throat.

"Mummmmmmmmm" she moaned, as her mighty orgasm smoldered and then burst into flame. I could feel the strong muscles of her flaming pussy clinch tight again and again, around my pumping shaft, as I squeezed her tight in my arms, encompassing her with all my being. Luci almost broke my neck as she pulled me into her, legs wrapped tightly around my back in a vice grip. We didn't spill a drop, and all my fluids gushed into her, filling her with my passion. Whew!

We never skipped a beat or stopped loving, but my Sweetie said, "Oh Baby, that was good! I loved every inch of you, Slick! I want you to be my man, for there is no other like you. I want to be your woman!" Well, I hadn't taken a woman seriously for years, but Luci was different. With me, it was love at first sight and I told her so, "Baby, I cut you out of the herd the moment I saw you, honey, and, no shit, Luci, I love you! You damn right you gonna be my woman, and I'd kill any son-of-a-bitch who tried to take me from you." Luci smiled...

Well, that settled, I still hadn't had quite enough, so I began kissing Luci's nipples, and running my tongue around her areolas, much to her delight. Then when I had enough of that, I began sucking her pretty tits, pulling them deep into my mouth and running my tongue around over them. One and then the other. Luci was holding my head, her fingers in my hair, and kissing me on top of my head. Man, that felt good.

I wanted to please my new woman, so I decided to give her a little thrill. I slid my tongue down her belly and started kissing and licking her navel, sticking my tongue into it and rolling it around. I could hear her breathing harder and I could feel her hands clutching my head harder. Soon, she was grabbing handfuls of my hair. Sweet Luci was getting hotter by the moment, and I didn't disappoint her either.

I slowly kissed my way down to her love mound, and began to lick all around her sweet pussy, gently biting those thick tendons there where her legs join to her torso. Luci started moaning and then saying in a husky voice, "Yeah, Slick, Honey, that's right, you doing good, Baby. Oh, I love it, Slick, you my man!" My Baby tasted good, so I began slipping my tongue into her cleft and soon found her erect clit. It almost reached out to me as I enfolded it with my tongue, and licked it up and down and around, pressing my face into her. "Oh Slick, Baby, ooooooh that feels good, you're doin' it just right, Baby, keep it up, Honey-- don't stop Slick!"

Well, I had no intention of stopping. I did keep it up, and in just a short time, I could feel Sweet Luci's hands pulling my face harder and harder into her sweet pussy. "Slick Baby. Oh honey! Baby, I'm coming, Honey, you are making me come, Baby! Ohhhhh! ooooooh! Mummmmmmm!"

Well, I got the job done, and Luci kinda pulled back a little as her clit was oscillating. I wiped my beard off on a towel that was handy by the bed and slowly kissed my way back up her body until I could kiss her on the mouth again. Damn, that was nice!

Just then, the door burst open and a drunken cowboy sauntered in, wanting some of my Sweet Luci for himself, but he didn't get any. My first bullet took him right in the center of his forehead, and my second blew him out the door and over the balcony railing. We heard his body crash into one of the poker tables below, scattering beers and poker chips all over the floor. Then, my third bullet slammed the door shut-- hard, and no one had the balls to bother us again. After that, Luci and I made love all night...