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[james_dean]

The black and green ones would be the ones I would go for.  My fav color is green, so there ya go.  Love the look of the ladies and how the denim hugs the curves in ALL the right places.  Nice  one Az!

[james_dean]

As I stand in front of Brandy, Bear is groping her body, running his hands up and down her chest and stomach.  I see that look in Brandy's eyes.  I've seen it before and I know what she wants.  I give a wink to Bear as I believe he knows my intentions.

I kneel down and run my index finger up her bare leg, starting from the top of her boot.  I know how ticklish she is so I try to avoid those spots.  Now is not the time for laughter.  I also know of all her erotic spots, those spots that seem to make her blush and feel warm inside.  Up to the back of her knee, lightly touching that sensual spot.  I linger there for a moment and look up at her.

She is glaring down at me, anticipating the torture that I am about to put her through.  But.. she has no idea.  I continue my trek up her leg..  gently kneading and caressing her delicate skin. to her inner thigh.  I can feel her warmth as I get closer to that spot… that spot that eagerly waits for attention.  Her sweet aroma fills my lungs as I gently move her dukes and  panties to the side.  She's become moist to Bear and my touches.  That's a good thing, I think to myself.

I reach back to my rope.. gently tying her hands together.  From my back pocket, I pull out an egg..  not just any ordinary egg.  This one is plastic and mechanical.  I gently rub it between her lips.. wetting it with her nectar.  With a gentle push, it slips inside and out of sight.  I pull back her panties and shorts to their original position.  I hear Brandy moan with delight as she accommodates it rather easily.

I reach into my shirt pocket and pull out a slim remote control.  I push it in the “on” position.  Brandy's eyes light up as if something became alive inside her.  I hand the remote to Bear and say. “She's all yours!” with a smile and a wink.

[james_dean]

I am so glad I left my cell phone backstage.  I bang out a message to JayC.  “Bear is having some costume issues.  He will be on as soon as possible.” SEND.  Hope JayC gets it before the ladies get restless. 

I walk over to Bear back stage and try to help assist in some way…  stay tuned….

[james_dean]

I peek out from behind the curtain and point to Covems to start the music.  “Closer” by NIN is usually not on the top of my iPod playlist, but it has merit for this time and place.  The bass starts thumping.  I stick myleg out, only covered by the leather on my chaps, tapping my cowboy boot to the music.  I hear hoots and hollars from the crowd. 

Breathe…  Here we go.

I whip open the curtains, step out onto the stage and start grinding to the beat.  The stage lights are making shadows of everyone in the audience.  I can feel the heat of the light against my slightly baby-oiled chest and arms.  I fling my hat to the back of the stage as I flex every muscle in my body.

My pectorals straining against my leather vest.  Seems like a perfect time to take it off, but I can't do it alone.  I jump from the stage and find the closest female to assist, Stone.  I flare open each side and I turn in front of her while lowering my arms behind me.  She instinctively grabs the top of the vest and pulls it off my shoulders and straight to the floor.  I shake my toned ass in front of her and she gives it a little spank.  I hear more “Yehaws” coming from the crowd.

Dancing and writhing to the beat, I slowly move to the bar area and see Blue.  I dance in front of her and she goes for my shiny belt buckle.  She unlatches it and pulls the leather strap from the loops of my chaps.  She folds it over onto itself and makes it snap like the sound of a whip.

The song continues as I continue my dancing and strutting…

“Help me… Tear down my reason
Help me… It's your sex I can smell
Help me… You make me perfect
Help me become somebody else”

I work my way towards HB.  She has a cute smirk on her face as I am looking to her eyes.  My chest is right in her face.  She raises her arms up and rakes her fingernails down my chest over my toned six pack abs.  There is no pain since my adrenaline is coursing through my veins.  She pulls the loosened chaps from my waist and they drop to the floor, revealing the leather banana hammock that restrains my member. I give her a smile and work way to the back to Sexilicous. 

She looks amazing in that cute cheer-leading outfit.  I've noticed her cute little ass before and tonight I've made up my mind to get a closer look.  I gently stand her up and turn her to her chair.  Bending her over I pretend to give her a spank on her shapely globes and take her doggie.  She somehow is able to reach around and before I know it, has the only piece of cloth covering my body down to my boots.  My manhood brushes her thighs as I step out of the g-string.  I whisk them up and jump to the bar.

Walking and shaking for everyone to see.  I give my hips one more shake and jump from the bar and back onto the stage.  collecting my hat, I give a fist pump to the air and go behind the curtain.  Bear is there, fighting with his costume.  “Sorry for the delay.  Our plan is still on right?” I ask.  “Go get 'em dude”  I grab my rope and wait for my que…

[james_dean]

The baby shower winds down and Bear is standing beside me at the bull.

“Dude, what are you going to do for your strip?” Bear asks.   “STRIP?? What strip?” I exclaim with a slightly puzzled look.  “You're on the list for the strip tease.” he replies.  I rush to the sign up sheet.  “That's not my writing” I mumbled to myself.  “Only one person who would have so politely signed me up for that” I smirk.

“BRANDY” Bear and I say in stereo.  “I guess I need to be on my A game then.”  Bear and I fist bump and I head to my truck.  Surely there is something in here I could use.

Chaps… check..
Spurs… check.
Rope..  could come in handy… 

Those are all just props anyway.  Would the women even care at that point?  If I know them..  not in the slightest bit. As I head to the men's room to freshen up, I stop by the stage where Tight is tuning his guitar and ask him if he has seen that list…

[james_dean]

I feel her warm inner thighs brushing against my cheeks as she lowers her womanhood to my face. Her legs are trembling, either from the cool night air, or the heat of my breath on her trimmed auburn pubic mound. My tongue traces each delicate fold of her flower as she grinds her hips into my face. 

I can feel her body start to convulse as something is building deep inside her.  My tongue working its magic on her swollen labia and button.  Just when I think she is about to go over the edge and release her full wanton lust upon me, I stop. 

I raise her hips up and lift her from my now wet face.  The mix of her juices and my saliva still on my lips.  I grasp my belt buckle, releasing it and the button to my Wranglers.  My rock hard member aches to be massaged by every inch of her being.  I move her down my body, so the head of my manhood is teasing her lips. She gyrates her hips back and forth, gently lubing the tip, as my precum mixes with her sweet nectar. 

I quickly pull her hips down and I fill her quickly.  She lets out a little gasp and her eyes roll to the back of her head as she arches her back.  My hands run up her body until they find their target hidden under her cheerleader top.  I gently rub her pebble hard nipples between my thumb and index finger. 

She raises and lowers her body up and down my hard cock as I tease her firm breasts.  She grabs one side of my unbuttoned shirt, clenching it in her fist.  With her other hand, she raises her hat from her head and holds it in the air as if she is riding her own style of  mechanical bull.  “Hold on tight, because it is going to be longer than any other 8 second ride” I tease.  “Save a horse, ride a cowboy” she responds with a quirky smile on her face. 

I can feel our tempo increasing as she begins to buck a bit more wildly on her bull.  I grab the round perfect globes of her ass and hold her steady as I raise and lower my hips with abandonment.  She moans as her climax is upon her. “Take me over the edge” she says, “do it now!” 

With those words, I push into her faster and deeper.  In a fury of thrusts, she washes my shaft with her sweet girl cum.  “Cum baby, cum in me” she demands. I explode in her womb as each muscle of her inner being massages every drop from my shaft.  Brandy collapses on top of me, my spent member slipping from her passage.  With a soft kiss and a gentle look in her eyes she whispers.  “We should get back to the baby shower before they come looking for us.”  I agree with her as she starts her dismount. 

She puts on her panties as I am pulling up my jeans.  We give each other a quick glance to make sure we are all put back together.  Brandy gives me a quick peck on the cheek and I follow her back into the bar.  “I found JD!” she announces as we both join the baby shower in full swing…

[james_dean]

I'd be up for the auction.  I am not spoused, so it's ALL good!  If it happens, just let me know Tight!  Will we need to include “references”? lol

[james_dean]

After assisting with the pit construction, I had to get out of the bar for a minute to get that irritating “Hi Ho” song out of my head.  I find a comfy cushioned bench by the roaring fire pit.  I sit straddling the  end and lay back, tilting my hat to cover my eyes and face from the heat and glow of the fire.
She made no noise while walking out of the bar, but I could sense her presence.  I could feel her scanning my body with her eyes. 

“Well Brandy .. are you just going to stand there gawking… I know you want me …. “ I said coyly. 

“Be a sin, not to take advantage of you down there …. ” she replied.

I could feel her smile and that twinkle in her eye when she has her mind set on something.  Fortunately for me, her mind was in the same place mine was.  She walked over to the bench I was laying on, and slung her leg over mine, positioning herself over my shins.  The light from the fire reflected from my belt buckle on to her chest.  She tilted the brim of my hat with her index finger.  As my eyes adjusted to the sudden light from the fire, she came into focus.  This is what dreams are made of, I think to myself…

[james_dean]

So what brings you in tonight Chief?  I am not really the “manager” but part of the management team with JayC and all.  I care about the A B & G enough to call her my own.  Have a seat, can I get you something?  A beer, a soda, a few cream filled donuts perhaps?  What's got your cuffs in a twist?  We've just been having a bit of fun.  No harm in that right?

[james_dean]

Well, this is an unusual turn of events.  I shut the door of the control box to the bull and “clink” the padlock closes, making it secure for another day.  I help with crowd control, making sure everyone gets to their vehicles safely but promptly.  It looks like the whole squad is in the bar. I slide a few empty glasses down the bar to the keep and wipe up a puddle of ale.  She wants to see the manager?  Hum..  Ok.  Interesting.
I nervously clear my throat.

[james_dean]

I rush back into the bar to see what all the commotion is about.  A boy!?!  Congrats to the happy couple.  This round of drinks is on me!  and a virgin Margarita for the expectant mother.  Congrats!

[james_dean]

With the bull riding contest over, I jump down from the stage after congratulating both Brandy and HB on an awesome show of sportsmanship.  Those were the best rides I've seen in a long time.  I hang an “Out of Order” sign on the bulls horns, grab another brew from the barkeep and make my way to the fresh air and the fire pit outside.  Passing by Bear, fist bumping him, I say “Nice collar, dude.  Have fun with that”  Stepping out of the back door, the cool night air hits my body and I immediately become refreshed.  I take a seat by the fire pit, gazing at the blue and orange flames coming from the burning embers.  This is the life at the A B & G. 

[james_dean]

As Bee is settling in on her ride, I glance over at Tight.. pointing my direction.  I get your drift man.  I have to be straight on this ride for her.. tournament and all.. but next time she's up.  Balls to the wall baby!  I crank the control slowly up..  the bull starts to move slowly.  Brandy has her eyes closed..  concentrating on the vibration between her legs.  I think to myself.  I hope she realizes this isn't a Sybian.  I crank the controls up more..  as the bull starts it rearing back, she grabs the saddle horn.  She raises her arm, holding on to her hat.  Her tight shirt barely containing the treasures it holds beneath.  Up more with the controls..  a steady pace.  I look over at Lover to make sure that his stop watch is going. 

[james_dean]

While I was away, Covems and Racer were able to assemble the firepit.  Awesome. this will keep things nice and toasty on cool nights.  I need to go get this Bull riding tournament started.  It was a pleasure working with you both.  With a hand shake and a clink of empty beer bottles.. i am back in the bar.  Brandy, a little upset at my earlier joke, plants a kiss on my cheek.  “You still owe me that dance,”  I tell her.  I give her a little push on her bum as she mounts the bull.  “Good luck” I yell over the humming of the mechanics she sits atop.  I move the switch to full throttle and take my stance to catch her if she falls too close to the controls.  “Ride 'em cowgirl!” 

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I hear HB yell for me from inside the bar…  “Sorry racer and covems, I have to go for a bit.  I'll be back.. and I'll bring you both another beer with me. ”  I meet up with HB.  It takes practice I tell HB.  Better luck next time.  I head back to the bar.. almost colliding with Brandy as she seemed in a hurry to leave.  She was breathing hard… and her clothes were quite in disarray.  I hear some voices in the back room, but too busy to  check it out, I head back out to the firepit and assist racer and covems.  Here's another brew, dudes.  Let's get this thing done before they close the bar.

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