"Kelly's Kinky Gangbang Bash"
by J.D. Savanyu
Kelly Kross straddled a big red horse on a warm sunny ridge, way out in western Montana. Five other twenty-something cowgirls trailed behind on sleek stallions, looking for fence gaps and trespassers in a giant ranch. The powerful equine muscles of Traveller bulged and heaved against her legs with every step, massaging her pussy through a tight pair of blue jeans. Her mind drifted yet again to Cody McGwire, her crazy cowboy lover. Picturing many perverted erotic scenes on the arid grassy landscape, eager to indulge her insatiable kinky appetite.
She turned her head away from the fence, gazing a quarter mile downhill at an old wooden stable barn with a big irrigation pond in front. She still couldn't believe what happened there last Saturday afternoon. A refreshing nude dip in the cool mountain water quickly spiralled into a great bondage gangbang. She swung limply from the rafters while six well-hung cowboys worked her over her with whips and riding crops. Then they "saddled her up" on a hobby horse and fucked her hard for nearly an hour while spanking the shit out of her. Leaving her tits, pussy and ass nice and sore. She could barely walk the next day, but she was already hungry for more.
The humming sound of ATV's caught her attention down in the valley. The same guys who rocked her world last week appeared around a bend on a dirt trail. They parked in front of the stables and tossed a football back and forth in the pasture, with country music blaring indistinctly from a speaker.
"Lousy lazy cowboys," Christine muttered behind Kelly, on top of Little Sorrel. "Goofing off way too much, leaving us girls to pick up the slack."
"They're really cute though," Kelly murmured distractedly.
"There you go again, thinking with your pussy instead of your brain," Sara snickered on Decatur.
"I'm smarter than all you cowgirl hicks,
and
I get more dick," Kelly uttered proudly.
"Yeah, you really know how to wrap those ranch dudes around your little fingers," Jill replied jealousy on Fire Eater. Six horses munched on dry barley as their riders shot the breeze.
"Blake told us all about your kinky orgy with them last week," Susie muttered on Fleetfoot.
"That was so fucking fun," Kelly murmured pleasantly. "Getting bound, whipped and gangbanged makes me feel so alive."
"How can you take that much abuse?" Loretta asked on Lancer. "I can barely get a flu shot at a doctor's office."
"It's like training for a rodeo," Kelly replied primly. "The more you get thrown off those raging bulls, the more you can block out the pain. Totally worth it for the rush of adrenaline, and endorphins."
"You got
issues
, honey. Like most kinky freaks," Jill grunted.
"Don't knock it till you try it," Kelly giggled.
"Maybe we
should
try it," Susie mused.
"Porn is highly contagious, like COVID," Christine quipped.
"Hey, I got a good idea," Loretta said. "Why don't
we
dominate
them
? Returning the favor with interest."
"Oooh, that
is
a good idea," Kelly beamed. "We should tie those macho cowboys up in knots, and kick 'em down a notch."
"I've had lots of dominatrix fantasies, but I could never grow a pair and actually whip some cocks," Susie murmured.
"Let's make those clowns earn their puny paychecks," Sara beamed.
"Medieval cowgirl style. Ain't nothin' finer," Jill replied eagerly.
"We'll break those green colts right quick. Tame their 'untameable' spirits," Kelly grunted. They gazed down at the oblivious cowboys; still tossing that pigskin in the horse pasture. Sizing up their prey like a pack of mountain lions on the prowl.
The girls spent the rest of the afternoon patrolling the ranch and planning their girl gangbang. They decided to use the element of surprise to deflate their big cowboy egos. Quitting time finally rolled around, and they rustled up those men on their horses at the edge of the pond. Chet, Blake, Paul, Ricky, Maverick, and her boyfriend Cody were clearly in the mood for "love." Kelly put on her best seductive act, merely telling them they wanted to have a "flash orgy" in the stables. They gladly obeyed their orders to dismount and strip bare.
"Nice cocks, cowboys," Christine beamed, ogling six long dongs. The girls quickly blindfolded them with bandanas and bound their hands behind their backs with rope.
"Hey, what kind of 'flash orgy'
is
this?" Cody grunted in bondage.
"The kind you
deserve
, honey," Kelly grunted. "You boys ain't been pulling your weight around here, so we're doling out some punishment."
"Crazy fucking bitches," Maverick muttered under his breath.
"What did you say, Mav?" Kelly replied sternly.
"Crazy fucking
bitches
," he said louder.
"Shut the fuck up!" she growled, whipping his thick dick with a length of rope. He groaned indignantly. "Keep insulting us, and we'll make you real sore where the sun don't shine... usually."
They tied leather horse reins around their necks, and led their submissive alpha males toward the stables.
"School is in session, you naughty stallions," Loretta remarked while pulling Chet through the open wooden portal.
"The new schoolmarms don't take shit," Jill added slyly. She smacked Ricky on the ass like a racehorse being stuffed into a starting gate. They lined up the men execution-style in the middle of the stable, with five real horses gazing blankly at them from stalls along the edge. They grabbed more ropes from utility shelves, tossed them over the rafters, and fastened them loosely around their necks.
"Those are some Grade A beefy cowboys," Susie beamed. "Let's get naked too, ladies. Even though they can't see us."
The blindfolded guys groaned in frustration as the girls shucked off their sweaty ranch outfits. Kelly pulled down her panties, sighing with a rush of arousal. The smell of manure and horse piss made her even hornier, just like last week when she was the prey instead of the predator. They grabbed some wooden equine yokes and used them to lock their legs in stretched-out inverted V shapes.
"Hot damn, cowgirls. This is like a kinky version of Naked and Afraid," Jill giggled.
"Time to fill these rodeo clowns with the fear of god," Kelly grunted. She grabbed a long leather riding from a table and walked over to Cody, tapping the genuine leather tip menacingly against her right palm.
"You're the naughtiest one of all, Cody. I ain't goin' easy on you just because you stole my heart."
She swung the crop hard against his huge cock, making him growl and shudder against the vertical rope. The other cowgirls followed her lead, attacking five dicks gleefully.
"Oh shit. You fucking
cunt
!" Paul barked angrily at Sara, though he clearly enjoyed it.
"Nobody throws the C word at me!" she barked back, swinging harder on his dangling ballsack.
WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!
"You pussy-whipped my best friend last week. Payback is a bitch," Christine glowered to Blake. She lashed his long penis ten more times, and then she grabbed a small wooden board and stepped around to his opposite side. Spanking that conceited cowboy over and over. Everyone else moved around to the rear flank and spanked away while masturbating slowly with their free hands.
"Call me your cowgirl mistress, Ricky," Kelly uttered to the back of his head.
"You ain't my boss, bitch," he growled defiantly.
WAAASH! WAAASH! WAAASH! WAAASH! WAAASH!
"Oh god, oh god! You're my cowgirl
mistress
!"
"Damn right, boy," she glowered, with drool oozing out both corners of her mouth. Clearly getting off on her dominatrix act. "Keep the line moving, girls! I wanna whoop
all
these fuckers."
The dommes gradually cycled around like a kinky conveyor belt. Whipping, slapping, and paddling those ripped men real good. The cowboys groaned louder and louder as their white skin got redder and redder. Kelly had a lot more fun on the giving end then the receiving end. Deriving pure pleasure from inflicting pain on the less fair sex.
"I'm gonna whoop these horses Barnum and Bailey style," Loretta beamed. She grabbed a long leather bullwhip and swung it lightly against their ripped pecs and well-hung cocks.
"Hell yeah, girl!" Kelly cheered. "I wish they'd bring back the lion tamer act in the circus. Fuck those snowflake PETA pussies."
Kelly and Jill grabbed the other two bullwhips and whipped their "lions" aggressively, front and back. The other three girls cheered them on, jumping up and down. Jiggling their great tits. Six cowboy cocks twitched like snakes with every blow. Their groans of masochistic pleasure soon turned to groans of distress.
"That's
enough
, cowgirls!" Chet growled.
"Take off these stupid blindfolds so we can see your hot bods," Cody added angrily.
"Very well, Mister McGwire," Kelly sighed comically. She dropped her whip on the hay-strewn dirt floor, then she pulled Cody's bandana down slowly and theatrically, like Mary Jane on an upside-down Spider Man. Her pretty face made her boyfriend sigh softly after all that good torture. The other girls yanked the other bandanas right off, drawing a collective murmur of appreciation from the boys.
"Fuck yeah, that's what I'm talkin' bout!" Maverick chortled, admiring Susie's perky c-cups.
"These fillies are mighty fine," Blake agreed, sizing up Jill's 32D's and wet blonde pussy.
"Come on, you cowgirls have had enough fun with the 'bulls'," Paul grunted. "Suck our big cowboy cocks!"
"Just a minute, shoog," Kelly cooed mockingly in a sweet Badlands accent. "There's one more favor I want to return on you guys."
She took a few steps toward their horse stalls, then she bent over and picked up a bunch of pigeon feathers.
