The Town Sierra Shafted
The Town Sierra Shafted By Wakboth
- * * The cougar didn't see me when she came 'round the bend in the path. I got a good, long look of her, though, just to be sure: tall for a woman, even for her kind, with blonde bangs, a haughty face and the biggest fake tits I ever laid eyes on. I waited in the bushes and wondered how she could see where she was steppin', with those damn jugs in the way, until she'd gone past me. Then I quickly went back down to the creek where I'd left Bo. A lot of people, when they see me, don't think I can be quiet in the woods. Bo ought to know better, but doesn't; it's the story of his life. The damn 'coon was sitting by the creek, swigging moonshine from my jug instead of fishin' when I stepped up behind him, all quietly, and put a hand on his shoulder. He damn near pissed his pants, but he had the sense not to drop the jug. While the little varmint sputtered and coughed, I gave him a coupla good, hard pats on the back that he ought to feel for a week. "Bo, don't you say nothin'," I said. "I won't believe you anyway, so let's put that behind us an' get to the business. We've got better things to catch, and I recon we'll catch 'em at the old bridge." Bo didn't understand what I had in mind, but he's used to that. I took the 'shine, letting Bo get the rest of our stuff, then headed down along the stream. The cougar woman wouldn't be crossin' through the forest, not with her expensive hiking gear; she'd stay right on the path like a good girl oughta. We were ready for her when she came, breathin' a bit an' looking nice and flushed. Must be a hell of a job to haul those tits around, but she got nobody but herself to blame. I'd thought everything through on the way down here, and told Bo exactly what he was gonna do and say; there was no way I was goin' to let him think for himself. I let the cougar get past me again, then stepped onto the path behind her. She had good hips and ass, I noticed; I like that in a gal. "Well, howdy," I said, puttin' a bit of a rumble in the words. She stopped like she'd run into a wall, an' turned to look at me, those jugs of hers swinging in her shirt. Damn, if she looked good behind, the front was even better; my Betsy had tits like that, an' Honey's inherited 'em. I could feel my cock startin' to stir, an' knew she couldn't miss it. "If you lookin' for the highway, yer goin' the wrong way, missy," I said. I saw a hint of recognition in her eyes, but before she could say anythin', Bo was out of the woods and on the path behind her. "So, anybody waitin' for ya?" he asked. "Say, back at yer car?" I had to grin; Bo tryin' to look menacing ain't something you see every day, but it just made her more nervous. "N-no," she said, turnin' so she could see us both, her eyes flickin' from me to Bo an' back to my crotch. She pulled a cell phone from her pocket and flicked it open as she spoke. "I was, I was just out hiking..." I could see her face fall when she saw there wasn't a signal. "This ain't a good place for those things, Miss Hewes," I chuckled. "The mountains block 'em, and there ain't the money in it to build a tower here." Both she and Bo went wide-eyed at her name, but not for the same reason. "Holy shit, she's Hewes?" he asked. "I reckon he wuz some big-shot guy from th' West!" The cougar woman, Sierra Hewes, was lookin' really worried now, as she oughta. She wasn't popular in this here valley, not since she bought out an' shut down the ol' Powell mill an' made half the men jobless. "Ah, maybe I can get a signal higher up," she said and took a step back to the way she'd come from. I moved in front of her, grinnin' and lookin' at her tits when I spoke. "There's a phone down at the old store; you can call from there. Besides, I think there's a lot of people who want to see you in person..." That got to her, all right; we both had an idea of what the local boys would have in store for the bitch who gone and fucked their home town. She backed a couple of steps, again lookin' from me to Bo, and I knew she was goin' to try and run for it. Sierra was smarter 'bout it than I'd expected; she didn't try an' run uphill past me, but tried to get around Bo. If it had been somebody else, she might have made it, but not with Bo; the little runt's fast on his feet. The cougar didn't get more than twenty feet before Bo was on her, grabbin' her tail. They both went down, rollin' on the ground as she tried to toss the 'coon off her. She was doin' pretty well, at least for a city-slicker broad, until I walked over and joined in. It took a bit of doin', but I was a foot taller and a good hundred pounds heavier than she was, so even with Bo getting in the way, I had her face down an' pinned to the ground under me in a moment. She gave up then, but her tail kept twitchin' and rubbing against my cock real nicely. "Bo, stop whining 'bout yer nose, and get me that fishin' line," I called to the 'coon, who was holding his bloody nose. As he scrambled for it, I gave the cougar ass under me a couple of humps, just to let her feel what I got in store. She started squirmin' again, and hissed at me. "Unh! You're crushing me, you fat old bastard! I didn't want- mmmph!" I clapped my left hand across her mouth, since Bo was comin' back with the line. With the 'coon at hand, I didn't have any trouble handlin' Sierra. I pulled the belt from her shorts and gagged her with it. With those hips, her pants would stay up as long as I liked. When I was done, she had her hands tied behind her back, and her feet hobbled; she could walk, but if she tried to run, she'd be flat on her tits right away. I gave her a pat on the cheek; that got me a real dirty look, an' she mumbled somethin' into the socks filling her muzzle. "Nice phone, this", I said to her, pickin' it up from the ground. "Wouldn't want it to go to waste. My Honey's been askin' for something like this for ages. I guess you don't mind if I give it to her, don't you?" She just glared as I took off the battery an' tossed the chip into the bushes. "An' now, Bo, you've got some errands to run." I gave the coon a little list I'd written on a scrap of paper in my pocket while waitin' for the cougar. He looked at it, his lips movin', then looked back to me, grinnin'. "You're goin' to find those boys, an' bring 'em to the old store," I told him. "You tell 'em that Daddy got business for 'em, but nothin' else. You got it?" He nodded and gave the cougar one last good look, then bolted off. I turned to her an' gave her a nice slap on the rump. "We better get goin', too. I reckon you wouldn't like if we had to hurry." Sierra fumed, but started walkin', an' I followed. With her legs hobbled, she was takin' these short steps that made her hips swing real nice, not to mention her tits. There ain't too many girls you can see their jugs from behind, but Sierra was one of them, an' the Big Boy down in my pants was liking the view. Sierra didn't fall over once on the way to the store, though she had a couple of close calls at the steeper places; she was sweatin' and huffin' when we got there. Bo an' the boys weren't there yet, so I took her 'round the back an' into the back room, for a little personal time between me an' Miss Hewes. "Sit down, shaddup an' listen," I said and pushed her down into one of the old, rickety chairs. "You're in it now, missy, tied up an' caught inna valley where everbody's hating you. You got your millions, but they ain't worth shit here. Soon enough, that door's goin' to open, and ten guys you've screwed are goin' to come in. Then they're goin' to fuck you until none of 'em can get their dick up any more." I saw her eyes widen and her cheeks flush under her fur, so I knew was hitting the nerve. "Now, I reckon you've got two choices. Either you're goin' to take it, or you're goin' to take it an' like it. I don't care any which way, an' the boys won't, either, so if I were you, I'd think long an' hard 'bout making any trouble." Sierra was breathin' hard through her nose now, her eyes flickin' between my face an' my crotch, which was level with her face. I knew what she was thinkin', and grinned. "Now, I think it's fair an' square that I get the first go," I said and started takin' off my overalls. I always love the look on the face of a woman when she sees my dick the first time; I reckon that's part of why I like poppin' cherries so much. Sierra got this cross-eyed, awed but calculatin' stare as I waved my cock before her nose that told me she wasn't stranger to big guys. Reachin' down, I gave those mammoth tits of hers a couple of squeezes. They were good fakes, feelin' almost like the real thing; I knew the boys would love gropin' and humpin' them. "God damn, but you're stacked," I laughed, slapping my cock on her huge jugs. Seein' how her flush was deepening, I decided it was the time. I patiently untied her gag and put the chewed belt aside, then shoved my cockhead against Sierra's lips. "Don't you dream of tryin' to bite this," I warned, grippin' her ears and giving them a little twist. The cougar did the smart thing an' started meekly lapping my dick, her long raspy tongue curling 'round the head real nicely. I didn't have the time, though, and she needed to be shown quickly who the boss here was, so I thrust right into her muzzle, stretchin' her jaws open as my cock filled her mouth. With the position Sierra was in, no way I could push my dick down her throat, so I settled for fuckin' her face. Between her lips and the back of her throat, I had a good six inches of hot, wet flesh to work with; too bad her hands were still tied, or I'd have her jerking the rest of my shaft. Sierra gagged a bit at first, her eyes tearing as I battered her throat with my cock, but got over it pretty quick. She sure wasn't a beginner at blowin' huge dicks. "Suck on it, girl," I told her and kept thrustin'. When she hesitated, I gave her ear a little twist, just enough to remind her who was callin' the shots here. She got the hint an' obeyed, even putting some tongue into it. I could tell she was startin' to get into the mood and to enjoy sucking me off, but that wouldn't do yet. I wanted her nice an' pissed when the boys came around, not ready to be fucked. So I changed my grip from her ears to her jaws an' neck, and tilted her head until I got it in the angle I wanted. Then, I started thrustin' again, hard and fast, straight past her tonsils. She wasn't liking it; her eyes were bugging an' her throat was flutterin' as she was forced to swallow my dick. I wasn't holding back anything now, instead tryin' to cum as fast as I could. I felt my balls clenching an' knew this was it. I was mighty tempted to pull out and give Sierra's face a good wash of cum, but she had to be presentable; so I stuck with her mouth an' shot my load in her throat, makin' her swallow like she was going to drown in it. Finished, I finally pulled out, lettin' go of her head. The cougar was coughing and flushed, and there was a little trickle of my cum at the corner of her mouth, but otherwise she looked just fine. I stuffed my cock back down my pant leg an' pulled up my overalls, just as I heard the sound of a truck pulling to stop in front of the store. Pickin' up the belt, I gagged her again, and turned to wait for Bo an' the guys. There was ten of 'em, plus Bo, all strapping lads who'd suffered from the mill's closing an' the economy in the valley goin' to hell. They were pissed but couldn't do anythin' about it. Not until now, anyhow... I could hear them talkin' and jokin' as they walked 'round to back, with Bo's voice above the others. The little punk couldn't keep his mouth shut, but that was fine with me; he'd get the rest of the boys all curious an' riled up. "If yer pullin' our leg, yer dead," somebody said as they opened the door and got in. When they saw me an' Sierra, they went silent. None of 'em had really believed Bo, which made 'em wiser than him, in my books. I'd picked 'em well, though; a few of 'em looked nervous, but they all waited to hear what I was goin' to say. "I'm mighty glad y'all could make it, boys," I said, givin' them a big hearty grin an' patting Sierra on the shoulder. She was starin' at the guys wide-eyed an' moaning something in her gag. "Let me introduce you to Miss Hewes here." "It's the bitch what shut down the mill," one of 'em said, an' the others muttered angrily. "What's she doin' here?" "She'd come here to see how things are goin'," I said, moving behind Sierra's chair. "She's gone an' fucked this whole damn valley, just so she gets another million an' can go buy herself bigger tits." I grabbed her shirt and tore it open, lettin' her jugs bounce out. "You think that's fair?" I had 'em now; all the boys were pitchin' a tent in their pants as they stared at Sierra's tits. They were round as melons an' big as her head, and her big, dark nipples were standin' up hard. "She's fucked you all for these," I repeated, grabbing a handful of her tits in each hand an' pushing them together. "I reckon she needs a lesson." Everybody was listenin' to me now, the boys eager an' Sierra nervous. "I reckon, if she wants to fuck the folks in this valley, then let her get fucked," I said, patting my crotch and grinning. "What do you think, boys, are you up to it?" "Hell yeah! Give me that bitch!" they yelled, an' somebody added: "Lemme at her; I'll break her face!" That didn't suit my plans, so I stepped between them an' Sierra, rubbing my knuckles together. "You say that again, any of you, an' I'm going to break you!" I growled, starin' them down. A few of those boys were big enough they could've been troublesome if they'd tried, but none of 'em had the guts to pick a fight with me. "I ain't going to spend the rest of my days in prison, cornholin' you lot, just 'cause you can't keep your heads cool!" When they were cowed, I turned back to Sierra, who was lookin' both excited and pretty terrified. "I don't mind if you grope or pinch her," I said, tweakin' one brown nipple hard between my fingers, "or stick your dick wherever it goes, but I want her whole an' hale at the end. You got that?" I pulled the cougar up an' started cutting her bonds with my pocket knife, while the boys started strippin'. By the time I had Sierra naked and loose, her tits swingin' as she squirmed in my grip, they were all naked an' itching to fuck her, their dicks standing at attention. "Have at her, boys," I said as I untied her gag an' pushed her at them. Sierra yelled an' flailed a bit, until they got a good hold of her.Then she was too busy dealin' with the cocks bein' pushed into her face an' cunt an' ass. With my 'shine in one hand and my dick in the other, I sat down to watch the show. After the first scrum, the boys settled to a kind of an order, with the big guys like Bill the donkey or the Barker twins takin' turns at pounding Sierra's holes, while the smaller fellows were humpin' her feet or tail, or gettin' handjobs from her. Bo was there, too, sticking his 'coon cock in wherever he caught an opening. Even so, not all of 'em could fuck her at the same time, so at least a couple of 'em were standin' on the sidelines, waiting for their turn or just jackin' off and drooling. The boys fucking the cougar were not holding back, just humpin' and hammerin' her as fast an' hard as they could, and every now and them someone would cum on her and move away. The room was smelling of jizz an' sweat, and full of gruntin' and gasping, with Sierra in the middle lettin' out choked moans an' gurgling shrieks whenever someone hit her sweet spots. I saw the boys weren't thinking ahead; they all were that age when you think you can keep on fuckin' forever. The first guys gave up after just half an hour; they'd cum three or four times, and their balls were drained and their dicks startin' to ache. The others still kept going, but I could tell they were gettin' tired. One by one, they shot their last loads on Sierra an' pulled back; Bo was among the last guys, finally gettin' his dick into her asshole, though by now I doubt she even noticed him there. The cougar was a complete, fucked-out mess. Where her face wasn't covered in cum, it was burnin' red beneath her fur, and she was shaking and breathing in long, raggedy gulps. There was cum in her hair an' on her tits, poolin' between her jugs an' flowing down her belly; her cunt and ass were gapin' wide open, and oozing with jizz. I walked over to Sierra, my cock standing rock hard from my crotch. "You're already finished, boys?" I asked with a chuckle. "Well, I guess I'll have my fun, too. Real nice of you gettin' her all slick and ready for me," I said, running my finger along her puffy, wet pussy. As the guys watched, pantin' and envyin' me, I pushed my dick up into Sierra's ass. Now usually, I'm all for pussy when I'm fucking a woman; I reckon it's there for a reason. But this time I wanted her cunt to cool down an' tighten a bit before I started pounding it. When I fuck a woman, I want her to feel it! Sierra was stirring a bit as I thrust into her asshole, so I thought she might be ready for something bit more. Leaning over her, I grabbed her tits an' started mauling them, rubbin' the cum into her fur. At once, she started groaning and lifted her head, lookin' blearily at me. Lettin' go of her tits for a moment, I stuck a finger into her pussy and twisted it 'round; she clenched in response, so I judged her about ready. I pulled out of her ass an' switched my dick to her cunt, rubbin' her clit with it. She gave a little moan that made me chuckle; boys had been too busy to bother with her nubbin'. Slow and steady, I pushed into her pussy, not goin' too fast and lettin' Sierra feel it all, until I was balls-deep in her. As I fucked her, with one hand on her tits and one at her cunt, Sierra started lifting her hips an' squirming again. She was grittin' her teeth an' trying to stay quiet, but there was no foolin' me. The cougar couldn't take it for long, and soon she was cumming, her pussy squeezing my cock real nice, and her clit throbbin' under my thumb. The boys looked awed as I wrung another climax from her, Sierra gasping and yowling as I pounded her pussy. "Not bad for a fat old bastard, eh?" I laughed, thrustin' hard so her tits jiggled an' bounced. Watchin' that gave me an idea. Moving over to her head, I straddled her face, with my balls on her nose and my dick settlin' between her tits. "Hold yer tits together, so I can fuck 'em," I told her, giving her breast a slap. Panting, Sierra obeyed; she'd got the fight all fucked out of her now. As I fucked her warm, cum-slick tits, my cock slidin' between the huge mounds, she even started lickin' at my balls on her own, and I knew I'd gotten her. That did it for me. Gripping my dick, I stepped back an' finally let her have it right on the face and her jugs, my bear-cum mixin' with her tears and spit, and the cum of the other guys. I wiped my softening dick in her hair an' grinned at the boys. "That's it, boys, the game's over. You get goin', while I deal with her." Lookin' tired but satisfied, they got up an' started dressing; I noticed Bo swiggin' my moonshine again behind their backs, but I didn't mind. He'd played his part well enough. Once I was sure everybody was gone except me an' Sierra, I went back to the cougar. She was havin' trouble gettin' up, so I gave her a hand an' guided her to the chair. "You fucker," she said hoarsely, trying to wipe her face with the back of her hand. "You didn't say it would be like this!" I shrugged as I rummaged 'round her backpack, finding the packet of wet wipes and tossed it back to her. "Well, Miss Hewes," I said, "you paid me for, an' I quote, 'an adventure, excitement and a good fuck'. You sayin' you didn't get what you wanted?" She scowled at me but didn't say anything, instead startin' to clean herself up. I watched her for a while, enjoyin' the view of her tits. "You ain't ever goin' to get that stuff out of yer fur like that," I said. "Tell you what, Miss Hewes, I'm goin' to throw in a good old-fashioned country bath at my farm, an' if yer still feelin' hungry, my Honey's goin' to cook you a dinner." Sierra sighed an' threw the cum-sodden wipe to the floor. "Fine. But if either of you so much as touches me against my will, I'm going to have you, and every last one of your hick friends, sued to oblivion." I grinned. "It's a deal, Miss Hewes. You just wait here an' I go fetch us a ride," I said. Once she got herself a bath, and had some of Honey's hot pot roast an' my moonshine in her, I bet she'd be a lot more willing for some touching. All in all, this was shaping out to be a really good day.