A Horny Cowpoke
Copyright© 2008 by aubie56
Chapter 16
Western Sex Story: Chapter 16 - So many people had asked me (or challenged me) to write a Western with sex, that I thought that I would give it a shot. Don't read this story if the thought of blatant sex in the West offends you. Also, remember that this is a piece of fiction! Join 16-year-old Andy "The Whopper" Hopper as he learns about sex while working on a cattle drive to Sedalia, MO, in 1867. Andy has more weapons than just his 6-gun. Ride with him as he over cums every obstacle.
Caution: This Western Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including mt/ft mt/Fa Teenagers Consensual Heterosexual Historical Humor Group Sex Interracial Black Female White Male White Female Oriental Female First Oral Sex Pregnancy Size Violence
By the time supper came around that evening, Ann and Jane had received a full explanation of the way life ran in the Hopper clan. The problem was how to integrate two additional women into the fucking rotation. All 6 women were young and quite willing, nay, eager, to fuck every night when their periods did not interfere. Of course, now that the original 4 were pregnant, that would not be a problem for a while. Three of the four men were able to go at least once every night, but Josh was old enough to need to take a break on occasion—unfortunately, those occasions were showing up more often.
The two new women were worried, since their previous experience with sex had often been painful. Their experience that day with Andy had been the first time that either one had actually enjoyed sexual activity with a man. Their only pleasant sex prior to that had been an occasional lesbian encounter as they tried to console each other after an especially brutal session the night before. The original four had painted such an enjoyable picture of sex among loved ones that they were anxious to experience it for themselves, but they were still worried. After all, would these men accept them after they had been forced to endure sex from so many other men; they couldn't help feeling like damaged goods that no man could possibly want, even after their loving experience with Andy that afternoon.
Elizabeth suggested that the two new women simply observe the activities that night to see what sex life with the Hoppers would be like. If they didn't want to participate, that was OK, but an arrangement would be made if they wanted to join in on the fun. Ann and Jane agreed, so that was the way they left the matter.
It was Saturday, so everyone, including Jane and Ann, took part in the community bathing that night after supper. What made it so much fun was that the men washed the women, paying special attention to their most interesting parts, and the women did the same for the men. Andy washed the two new women, since they were still a little skittish around the other men. Ann and Jane were relieved when the men made no comments about their scars beyond the original inquiry as to their origin, and ignored the marks for the rest of the evening.
That night, Ann and Jane were truly impressed at how much the other women enjoyed the sexual attentions of the men; they had never seen anything like this in their captivity. There, the women were forced to do everything against their will, but, here, the women were willing and enthusiastic partners. Ann and Jane were especially intrigued by the groans, moans, and squeals of pleasure coming from the women. They were used to the grunts from the men, so they paid no attention to that! What they didn't know was that the original women had conspired to put on a show for the new women to make them more interested in participating, and they certainly succeeded!
The next morning, all of the women went into the nearest town to try to find suitable clothes for Ann and Jane. Andy escorted them as a matter of courtesy, though the original 4 women had been through enough by now that they could easily take care of themselves. They all had pistols and rifles and knew how to use them, so no bandit was going to have an easy time intimidating them—he was more likely to have a new hole in his chest or head if he got too obnoxious. In fact, one of the shopping chores was to find pistols and rifles for the new women.
Six women as a group in a small general store was enough to overwhelm any man, and the clerk was no exception. The women went through every item of appropriate clothing that he had on display or in storage, including boots. They spent 4 hours making selections, and still felt that they had been rushed.
While the women were making their selections, Andy bought the pistols, rifles, and holsters that the women needed. Finally, all of the purchases were made and the women were ready to return to the herd.
As they were riding out of town, a man ran toward them, shouting, "ANN, STOP! STOP!" Ann looked at him and broke into tears. This was her older brother that she thought she would never see again.
"Abraham, what are you doing here?" she asked. She was so affected by the sight of him that she couldn't move.
He reached out to embrace Ann, but she pulled back. "Ann, I'm so glad ta see ya. Where have ya been?"
Without thinking the matter through, she told him the truth, "I was a sex slave ta the Glover gang fer the last 2 years. These people rescued me."
Her brother jumped back as if she might contaminate him. "Oh, Ann, how could ya let yerself live like that? Ya should have kilt yerself!" He turned, and, with slumping shoulders, walked away from her, never looking back.
Ann broke down into hysterical tears and Andy said, "I'm gonna kill that bastard!"
Ann grabbed his sleeve and held on tight, "NO! No, he can't he'p actin' like that. My pa is a preacher, an' he's always talkin' 'bout female sanctity an' purity. The whole family is like Abraham; I couldn't go back ta them—that's why I want to stay with y'all. Y'all don't judge me that way."
Jane said, "My family's pretty much the same way. That's why I want ta stay, too."
Andy burst out, "Of course y'all kin stay with us as long as ya want! We ain't no hypocrites!" Still stewing in indignation, Andy led them back to the herd. When they got back to the herd, Andy reported to Josh about what happened in town, and Josh agreed that Ann and Jane could stay with them as long as they wanted to.
Josh put Sue Ann to teaching Ann and Jane how to use their new guns, and Andy rode with Elizabeth out on his scouting run. They munched on sandwiches and drank cold coffee as they rode. They had finished eating, and Andy was drinking a last swallow of coffee, when Elizabeth said, "Andy, I just found out that I'm in a family way, an' I'm pretty shore that ya're the papa."
Andy exploded with coughing as the coffee suddenly decided to go down the wrong way. He was so overcome with coughing that he dropped his canteen and nearly fell out of the saddle. Elizabeth rushed to him and pounded him on the back until he could breathe again. "DAMMIT, ELIZABETH! Ifen ya plan ta kill me, use a bullet next time! That's a hell of a thing ta spring on a man when he's drinkin' his coffee. Ya could of kilt me! Now, give me the whole story."
Elizabeth managed to look contrite and pleased with herself at the same time as she told Andy what she knew. "I missed my time of the month again this past week, soz I'm shore that I must be with child. I've always been as regular with my bleedin' as I could hope, soz a baby is the only thing that this could be. I'm pretty shore that ya're the papa, cuz the timing would be right fer that first day, an' I shore want it ta be yers. I love all of y'all Hoppers, but I love ya the most by a long shot, soz I want my first baby ta come from ya. I hope ya ain't mad at me?" This last sentence came out in a kind of plaintive wail, as if she feared the worst.
"Of course I ain't mad at ya, Elizabeth! I'm all choked up over it. I'd love ta be the papa of yer baby. Are ya shore that it's safe fer ya ta be riding around on a horse like this, if ya're carryin' a baby?"
"Certainly, silly. I ain't gonna do nothin' ta endanger my baby. Wait 'til I start ta show afore ya start worryin' 'bout that kind of thin'"
"But ... Don't we need ta git married or sumpthin'?
"Oh, I'll marry ya ifen ya want me ta, but it ain't necessary. We're already married in my heart, an' that's enough fer me. 'Sides, what're ya gonna do when yer other wives git with babies?"
"Shit! I ain't even thought of that. What kin I do?"
"Just keep lovin' 'em the way ya do now, an' everythin'll come out all right. Trust me! I know them other women. They feel the same way I do."
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