Sexfight At The OK Saloon (2/2,FF,Sexfight)

Sexfight At The OK Saloon (Part Two)

I watched the two women bump titties for a few more
minutes.  If I didn't do something, they'd start right
here and now, and I wanted to see it play out a little
differently.  For one thing, Calamity had just
finished a grueling sexfight, and she deserved a rest.

So I put my arms around their shoulders and said,
"Girls...let's get this set up proper-like, OK?  Ginny,
you just came off the trail.  Calamity, well, you've
been a little busy too.  What do you say to a nice hot
bath?  The tub is big enough for the two of you."

The women continued their breast-to-breast action,
their eyes fixed on each other.  Without missing a
beat, Calamity said, "That's would set right fine with
me, Bonnie Mae.  What do you think, Ginny?"

Ginny did a slow rub with tits across Calamity's
chest.  "Sure thing, Bonnie Mae.  Let's get cleaned
up."

I went to the back of the room and opened the door
there.  "Calamity, you know the way.  The tub is
ready."

Inside that room was a large wooden tub, big enough
for two.  It was about five feet across and three feet
deep.  I saw that Lulu had indeed followed my earlier
instructions, and the tub was full of steaming water
from the galvanized iron water heater that I kept
filled at all times.

Two stools were set by the tub to make it easier to
get in.  Side-by-side, arms around each other's
waists, Calamity and Ginny ambled into the room.
Ginny took off her top and dropped it on the floor.
She sat down on a chair and quickly pulled off her
dusty boots and stained dungarees.  One of my other
girls would see that they were cleaned up.

Behind me, a couple of the other women had walked into
the sawdust-lined pit and started to grapple.  The
other audience members started to place their bets.

Calamity walked around to the other side of the tub,
stepped on the stool, and climbed in.  She lowered her
naked body into the hot water and sighed.  Ginny was
now completely buff-bare.  Her auburn bush was a
delightful sight as she walked up to the tub. She
paused a moment to hawk the wad of tobacco into a
convenient brass spittoon. She placed her right foot
on the stool and swung her other leg over the wooden
rim.  When her foot hit the hot water, she let out a
guttural moan and eased her body into the water.

It was time for some good clean fun.  I closed the
door behind me and stripped off my shirt.  My tits
aren't all that big, but they are firm and high on my
chest.  I turned to my soon-to-battle naked beauties
and said, "Calamity, you know the drill.  Ginny,
you're gonna wash each other.  Have fun, but save the
rough stuff for the paying audience."

I grabbed some big bars of soap and a couple of rags.
"And if you come in the tub, it doesn't count.  Just
sort of primes the pump if you know what I mean."

 I handed them the washrags and soap.  They smiled
broadly and moved to the center of the tub and sat
down.  The water came up to their shoulders.

Ginny said, "Oh, I'm gonna make you come so hard,
you'll see stars in the daytime!"  She lathered up the
rag with soapy water and started to roughly wash
Calamity's heavy round breasts.

Calamity returned the favor.  I watched as the women
scrubbed one another, closing their eyes in bliss, and
walked up to them.  I bent down and lathered up my rag
and started on Ginny's back.  The busty redhead arched
her back and purred like a cat.  Water splashed
against my tits.

There was a good deal of rubbing and cleaning and
washing, the pink flesh shining like a dream.  They
entwined together as they washed, breasts sliding
together and thighs rubbing.  There were squeals of
laughter as the explored each other's bodies, and soon
there was a mutual finger-fuck going on.

The water splashed against the rim of the tub as they
worked their fingers into each other's cunts.  I
stepped back and watched the lewd tableau, the women
sitting in the tub, each with one arm around the neck
of the other, the other arms working two and three
fingers into the opposing sopping pussies.

I rubbed my own stiff nipples as I watched their
approaching orgasm.  They grunted and panted, bodies
quaking as their relentless fucking neared an
explosion.

Ginny and Calamity came like a herd of stampeding
cattle, cries of passion loud and prolonged.  They
moved their upper bodies together, their heads buried
against each other's shoulders as the orgasm
persisted.  It was quite a sight.

Finally, they pulled their heads back.  Calamity said,
"Nice eye-opener, Ginny."  She leaned forward, hooked
an arm around Ginny's neck and kissed her roughly.

Ginny kissed her back, tongue exploring the
dark-haired woman's mouth.  She broke the kiss, then
said, "Not bad.   Now you know what it'll feel like
when I make you come out there."

Calamity laughed. "No way, Red.  You'll be screaming
God's name like a preacher before you know it."

The women lay back in the tub and relaxed in the
afterglow.  I went to a special locker, opened it and
retrieved a bottle of brandy, the good stuff.  I
poured two large snifters and grabbed a couple of
50-cent cigars and some matches.

I handed the women their glasses.  The rim of the tub
was wide enough for them to rest there.  They each
took a cigar and I ignited a kitchen match and lit
them.  Fragrant clouds of sweet tobacco smoke soon
filled the air as they sipped their drinks and puffed
on the expensive cheroots.

"Ladies, I'll let you relax here while I go prepare
things for the big bout."

They smiled at me around their cigars and waved.  I
looked down and barely saw through the soapy water
their strong legs rubbing together.  More pump
priming.

I put on my shirt and left.  I came back into the pit
room just as the cat-cries from the defeated girl sang
out through the air.  I went up to the edge of the pit
just as a short blonde girl finished her quivering
eruption underneath the grinding pubes of a taller
brown-haired wrangler.

I announced to audience that we'd soon have a special
match between Calamity and the redheaded stranger.  I
said this was going to be one to remember.

A couple of half-naked women stood up and grumbled.
They had planned to be next in the pit.  I just looked
at them until they settled down.  They muttered under
their breath, but I knew they wouldn't cause any
trouble.

I went back into the main room of the Saloon and told
Lulu to spread the word.  We're going to stage a bout
between Calamity and the redheaded hurricane, and it
was even money who would prevail. She left through the
front and I called over another girl to watch the bar,
and went back into the pit room.

I slipped into the bathing room as Calamity and Ginny
had just stepped out of the tub.  I handed them each a
large towel and assisted them in drying those
magnificent bodies.  I collected some quick wet kisses
in toll, nice smackers that left me dizzy and
tingling.

"So, when do we get it on, Bonnie Mae?"  Ginny asked.
"I'm so ready to take on this wildcat.  I'm gonna make
her sing."

Calamity snorted.  "You're gonna be doing opera,
Ginny!   Soprano, if I work it right."

The women faced each other, mere inches separating
their glaring eyes.  I said, "Steady down, polecats.
Leave it for the customers.  In about ten minutes,
you're gonna march through that door and tangle.  I
want it rough, but clean.  Eyes will be handed back if
they're gouged out."

They regarded each other with narrowed eyes, breasts
lightly bumping.  I turned around and opened the door
a little bit, checking the house.  Lulu had done a
good job.  At least forty women were crowded in there
now, the noise a dull roar.  Even after giving a
hundred to the winner and seventy-five to the loser, I
was going to make a bundle!

After ten minutes, Lulu signaled to me that the house
was full.  I turned to the naked women behind me and
said, "Okay, girls.  You ready to rumble?"

The two women scowled at each other.  They were
getting their game faces on.  They nodded tersely.

I opened the door.  The women at the benches let out a
ragged cheer as I came out, with Calamity following
and Ginny trailing.  We made our way to the wide
sawdust-coated pit and the audience parted for us.

I led the women into the center of the pit.  I held up
their hands, and said loudly, "The OK Saloon, home of
the baddest sexfights around, has something special.
Y'all know Calamity, undefeated in more than twenty
fights.  Here to challenge her is Ginny, the redheaded
stranger.  Y'all give me a hurrah for these battling
wildcats!"

The crown went, as they say, wild.  They yelled and
stamped their feet and applauded.  They could sense
that something special was going on.  I tell you, you
haven't seen anything like it.  Forty rough and tough
cowgirls, some half-naked, raising hell.  It was
great!

I let go of Calamity's and Ginny's hands.  I said,
"Okay, ladies, listen up.  This is a catfight and
sexfight.  The winner is the woman who makes the other
one come first.  Try not to do no permanent damage.
That's it.  Let's see you tangle."

I left the pit and went to my bench on the edge of the
pit.  Lulu had closed up the main saloon and joined
me.  She took my hand and squeezed it.

Ginny and Calamity kept their eyes on each other as
they warily circled around.  Their hands were in
front, slowly moving, their big breasts swaying from
side to side as they danced around.

They both jumped to the center of the pit.  Calamity's
arms hooked onto Ginny's shoulders and Ginny worked
her arms into an embrace around Calamity's waist.
They grunted as they tried to force the other down.
Ginny's head butted against Calamity's shoulder as
they twisted around.  Ginny moved her head down about
six inches, and roughly jostled Calamity's right tit.
She twisted her head around, grinding her red hair
into the tender meat.

Calamity whistled between her teeth.  She stretched
out her leg and hooked it onto Ginny's ankle and
pulled sharply.  Ginny went hurtling down onto her
butt.  She squawked as that incredible ass hit the
padded floor.

Calamity pressed her sudden advantage.  She grabbed
two handfuls of Ginny's red hair and pulled back.
Ginny had no choice but to follow through and Calamity
followed her down.  In less than a second, Ginny was
on her back and Calamity was straddling her.  I
wondered if Ginny was all hat and no cattle.  It
looked like it might be over pretty soon.

But to the raucous calls of the crowd, Ginny twisted
around and Calamity found herself on Ginny's back.
Before Calamity could apply a strong scissors with her
naked thighs, Ginny bucked like a bronco and Calamity
went flying backwards with a yell.

The two naked warriors got to their feet and shook
their heads.  Gathering strength, Calamity said, "Oh,
you carrot-top slut, I'm gonna make you scream."

Ginny wiped her mouth with the back of her hand.
"You're gonna be the one screaming in a few minutes,
varmint.  Just wait to my cunt makes you spill."

With that, they leaped at each other.  They tumbled to
the floor, and for a while it was just a blur of arms
and legs and breasts and crotches, the two women
snarling as they clawed at each other.

After a few minutes, the two women were on their knees
in face-to-face bear hug.  Their tits were compressed
together like balloons, the women clasping each other,
squeezing with their arms, trying to force the breath
out of each other.

Their faces were turned toward the ceiling, and tears
were leaking from their closed eyes from the painful
pressure on their breasts.  They started to move their
torsos from side to side, raking each other's boobs
with stiff nipples.

Finally, they both cried out and pushed themselves
away from each other.  They moved as far apart as they
could, scuttling around the rim of the pit, cradling
their wounded tits.

The women in the audience watched and called the names
of their favorite.  "Get her, Ginny!"  or "Tear her a
new one, Calamity!"

The ache in their tenderized breasts eased enough for
them to get closer.  Both women were breathing hard
and starting to tire.  I knew that pretty soon they
would start to get to the heart of the fight.

Calamity called out, "Let's settle it, slut.  Get your
pussy next to mine!  Let's go at it, now."

Ginny responded, "I'm more than ready, bitch.  Open
those legs.  Ginny's coming to town."

The women crab-walked to the center of the ring.  It
was going to be a scissor start, cunt to cunt.  They
positioned themselves, thighs fitting together as they
worked the wet wooly pussies into each other.

Each woman extended a leg to the other.  They grabbed
hold and started to hammer their cunts into each
other.  The crowd yelled their approval as Calamity
smashed her dark-haired quim into the rusty thatch
that covered Ginny's pussy.

Eyes closed, the women held onto the other's leg as
they slapped the heated cunt-flesh together.  Moisture
spattered out from each impact and speckled their
thighs.  Flecks of sawdust and straw dappled their
skin as they sweated out their erotic thumping.  Each
impact of their pussies was accompanied by a grunt,
and increasingly a moan as their lust built.

There in the center of the pit, the sexual combatants
went at it in a rapid hypnotic rhythm.  Their
desperate thrusts were punctuated by periods when they
held their cunts together and ground their tumescent
clits into each other.

I noticed that several of the women had undone their
pants and were slipping their fingers roughly between
their legs.  Next to me, Lulu had worked her hand
underneath her shirt and was fingering her nipples.
There would be more than one orgasm in here before the
fight was finished.

Calamity was losing.  Sensing her impending orgasm and
the loss of the fight, suddenly she pulled herself
away from Ginny's pounding cunt.  Ginny saw her
advantage.  She quickly leaped on top of Calamity and
spread her legs wide with quick movements.  She then
started to hump the dark-haired wildcat while keeping
her pinned down.  Ginny leaned forward and slammed her
breasts into Calamity's, and Calamity howled.  She did
it again and again, while grinding her wet cunt onto
Calamity's, and I could see it ending soon.

Calamity arched her neck and opened her eyes.  Those
dark blue eyes sought out mine, as if in pleading.  I
held her gaze evenly.  I could see it...she was going to
lose.

In a last desperate attempt to stave off the
inevitable, she tried to work her hands between their
bodies and onto Ginny's tits.  But Ginny was too
strong, and Calamity's fell away.

Ginny's insistent pounding awoke the erotic lust in
Calamity.  She wrapped her arms around Ginny and
opened her legs even wider.  She slipped her hands
down to Ginny's bouncing ass and pulled it in tightly.


Calamity screamed as she came, thrashing beneath the
redheaded victor.  Ginny ground her wet pussy into
Calamity's crotch, stabbing out with an erect clit.
The dark-haired woman shook and trembled as the
orgasmic contractions rippled through her.  She
spurted her female liquor onto the dusty floor.

I could hear half a dozen moans around the floor as
members of the audience diddled themselves and came
from their own twisting fingers.  Then the room was in
uproar as the audience cheered and hollered their
approval.

Ginny hauled herself off the defeated woman.  Calamity
lay there, hand thrown back over her eyes, hiding her
tears.  Her chest rose and fell.

Ginny was magnanimous in victory.  She reached down
with her hand to her defeated opponent.  Calamity
looked up.  Apparently Ginny was not going to extract
a victory orgasm for herself.

Ginny pulled strongly until Calamity stood beside her.
 She leaned forward, whispered in her ear.  Then she
led the dark-haired beauty away into the bathing room.

In a few minutes, the room quieted down and the wagers
were settled.  I smiled at Lulu beside me, who looked
a little dazed.  Couldn't blame her.  It was quite a
match.

I disappeared into the bathing room.  Ginny was
outside the tub, and Calamity sat in it.  Ginny was
tenderly bathing her, giving her quick kisses and
gentle caresses.

I told them I was going to fetch their money.  Ginny
was going to collect $100 for her victory.  Calamity
was getting $75, from her earlier victory over Susie,
and this match.

Before I left, I asked Ginny what she had whispered to
Calamity.

Calamity blushed.  Ginny said, "I told her that's one
she owed me.  I think we'll settle up in here."

I smiled at the naked wildcats.  "I'll be back...after
payment is rendered."