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Adam looked both ways down the street before slipping around the corner and into the doorway. The area was bathed in a dull red glow from the red glass that was placed over the gas lamp. He had told his father that he would meet him at the Tadich Grill, but had then told his younger brothers to cover for him when he didn’t show up. He really had no interest in another San Francisco restaurant. But he DID have interest in the business he had just entered into. It was a well known establishment. He wouldn’t call it classy, but it certainly was enjoyable.
The Saucy Sally. The most upscale bordello in the area. The girls were as well known for their dance routines downstairs as they were for their talents upstairs. Adam had been hearing about this place for years, and he finally worked up the excuses to visit. The business had just turned nineteen and at long last, he had made it. At 31 years of age himself, he was no stranger to locations such as these, but he still looked forward to the evening that he had planned out.
He took a seat in front of the stage just as the music started and the curtain rose. Three women in skimpy outfits flounced around for the small audience. The blonde on stage caught his eye and he followed her movements as she completed the number. She finished the dance and tossed the flower that was pinned into her hair to the audience, intentionally aiming it toward Adam. He caught the flower, and her wink, and found he had no interest in the rest of the dance numbers. He sipped on his brandy and waited for her to make the next move.
He didn’t have to wait long. Just five minutes later, she chasséd through the hall and cozied up to Adam, draping her arms over both his shoulders from behind and leaning down to speak quietly into his ear.
“Howdy, Cowboy.”
“Evening.”
“You looked lonely out here. Thought maybe I could help with that. My name is Lorraine.”
He tipped his head back and grinned at her, “Adam. And I can think of no other way I’d rather spend the night.”
“I have one more dance, in twenty minutes. But then I’m done for the night.” She dropped her voice even quieter, “And I’m off the clock.”
*****
Adam enjoyed her next dance as much as the first, but what came next was even better. Lorraine took him to her room upstairs in The Saucy Sally and wasted no time. She pushed him down onto the bed and settled onto his thighs. Then she unbuckled his gunbelt before pulling it off and tossing it toward the head of the bed. While he didn’t seem the type of man who lived by the gun, she had no interest in attracting a temper by removing it from reach. Her talented hands moved quickly and unbuttoned his dark red shirt to push it off to either side. He ran his hands over her trim figure, down her thighs, up over her perky derriere and across her warm back and fully submitted himself to her ministrations.
She pulled gently at the dark hair on his chest before scooting back and moving lower to undo his belt and the buttons on his fly. But she stopped before she drew him out fully and instead reached up to undo the multitude of ties and hooks on the corset she wore. She tossed the article off the side of the bed and wiggled on top of him for a bit more before moving off and drawing down her skirt and shift. Adam took the time to appreciate her figure as it was revealed to him, then took hold of her wrist and pulled her back onto the bed. Lorraine laughed and fell onto the mattress with him.
Now they rocked together, taking pleasure from one another. Adam had her on her back, her legs wrapped around him as he pressed into her. Each move sent waves of pleasure through each of them. He shifted and leaned forward more causing her to gasp as he struck her just right. Her muscles twitched and contracted around him on every thrust. She let her hands roam over his sculpted back and held him close. When she came to her peak, she threw her head back and cried out, each spasm telegraphing her pleasure to her partner and drawing him closer to his own end. She just started to quiet down when he sped up, giving three more strong thrusts then pulling out and pressing his turgid member into her soft belly. He groaned lowly and squeezed his eyes shut as he came in pulses across her trembling abdomen.
Afterward they lay together quietly. He held her close to himself and she rested her head on his shoulder. He stayed with her until late in the night.
*****
Hoss Cartwright was normally not one to frequent such an establishment. But he had been hearing all over San Francisco about how the Saucy Sally had just turned 19. That was a good amount of time for any business to be open, let alone one such as this, so he decided to check it out. It was impressive to say the least. Ornate sconces lined the walls and the stage itself was quite intricate in design. He stuck around for a few numbers and enjoyed watching the dancers. There were three girls who obviously worked there who stood a short distance away. They were watching Hoss, and occasionally turning together and whispering. He ignored them for the most part until one broke away from the group, and approached him.
She was a slight little thing with curly brown hair and a blush spreading across her freckled face. She raked her eyes up and down him as she came near and bit her bottom lip with a slight smile.
“Enjoying the show?”
“Yes’m.”
“Would you maybe be looking for any other entertainment?” Hoss raised an eyebrow at her and she stuttered into continuing, “That is. I’m one of the dancers, but I’m done for the night. Off for the next few days actually and I was thinking that maybe. If you wanted. I could spend some of that time with you?” Flora inhaled nervously and waited for his answer. The other girls that worked here always teased her for her choice in men. She barely topped five feet herself, but she had only ever gone off with men who were over six feet tall. It gave her a thrill to be with a man who had the capability to toss her around if he so chose, but who also restrained from that and treated her delicately. And she was sure that she had found that in this man here in front of her.
*****
Flora was even more sure now that she had made the right decision. She had taken him to her room upstairs in the Saucy Sally and shut the door, pulling him down to her for a kiss as soon as they were alone. It didn’t take her long to have him wrapped around her little finger and pleasing her in all the ways she had wanted. Now they were both stripped and pressed against each other, glad that the room itself was chilly to counteract the heat from their bodies. Hoss picked her up easily and encouraged her to wrap her legs around his waist. She complied and found it a thrill that he only needed one arm to keep her steady. His other hand he ran through her hair, tugging slightly but not hard enough to hurt. She inhaled as she felt his erect cock rub at her entrance. She had taken some very large men before, but still was excited for what was to come this time.
Hoss lifted her higher with one arm and slid the other lower to guide himself into her. He was gentle in his movements and waited for her to adjust before moving deeper. Gradually he slid further and further. She dropped her forehead to his shoulder and whined at the stretch. He took his time, enjoying the feel of her warmth around him. Sooner than he had expected, she had taken his whole length. With both hands on her slim hips, Hoss pulled her up then let her sink down. Together they found a rhythm and a balance, moving in sync and driving each other onwards.
Flora was not a quiet person, neither during the day nor in bed. Her voice rose as she got more worked up, culminating with a wail as she found her completion. Hoss responded with a moan of his own as he felt her muscles clench around him and a flood of wet warmth soak his cock. He pulled her up and off of himself as he felt his end approach. He held her close with his left arm and with his right, reached down to stroke himself, his spend hitting the floor beneath them. As she turned to kiss him, she enjoyed the feeling of utter relaxation the act had brought. She let her body sag, boneless in his arms.
*****
Little Joe had finally talked his way out of some fancy party being thrown by some acquaintance and was now freely enjoying what San Francisco had to offer. He was strolling his way down Capp Street when another man ran past him, shoving Joe aside as he went. Rapid footsteps followed and a woman screamed, “My pearls, someone, please!”
He turned and a young lady about his age, with a dark green dress and auburn hair frantically ran down the street. “That man! He took my pearls!”
Joe turned quickly and took off after the man who had brushed past him. It didn’t take him long to catch up and he soon had the man pinned against the clapboard wall of the neighboring building. The man gave in without a fight and as soon as Joe had the string of pearls in hand, he let go of the man’s collar and let him scamper away. The woman caught up and gasped breathlessly when she saw Joe holding her necklace.
“You got them back!” She threw her arms around him and laughed in relief. “Thank you! Oh, I don’t know what I’d do if I lost these!”
They ended up going to dinner together during which the girl who introduced herself as Julia gradually moved her chair closer and closer to Joe’s. Afterwards, she leaned close as she ran her hand along his leg under the table. “You know, I work in an hour. Maybe you could walk me there?”
Little Joe smiled back at her and together they walked down the street. She came to a stop in front of the Saucy Sally and turned to go inside. He shot his eyebrows up and pulled back on her hand. She turned to face him and could only laugh at the look on his face.
“This is… Julia this is a bordello!”
“Well, and a dance hall. And it’s the most famous hall in all of San Francisco. The Saucy Sally just turned 19!” She gave his hand a tug. “Come on. I still have some time before I work. And you look like the sort of fella that can give a girl a good time.”
“I what?! Now listen, Julia. I just wanted ta spend some time with you. I thought we were already having a good time.”
“I was. We were. But I think I can make it better.” She practically purred the last sentence as she ran her hands up Joe’s chest to his shoulders.
He didn’t need any more convincing.
*****
Ten minutes later and Julia had Little Joe up in her room, the door shut, and the drapes pulled closed. A single gas lamp cast a warm light over the room. He lay on his back slightly propped up on a pillow. His clothes lay in a heap next to the bed, all aside from his hat which Julia had purloined for herself. She sat on his lap and had taken off all her clothes except for the underjumps which pushed her ample breasts up and together. Joe reached up while she moved above him and unlaced the garment, pulling it down and letting it drop off her arms so that she was left bare, only wearing his hat. He gently cupped one hand around each of her breasts and massaged them slowly.
His eyelids fluttered and his mouth fell open in a silent gasp as she rose up just enough to reach underneath herself. She stroked him a few times then held his cock steady and sank down slowly onto him. He held as steady as he could until she sat fully impaled, but his hips gave a few aborted thrusts while she adjusted. Soon she had set a brisk pace, drawing off of him then pressing back down. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her down so that she lay flush against him. Then he met her every move, thrusting his hips up each time she moved down. Their passion built quickly and Julia began to lose her rhythm. Joe moved his hands to her hips and encouraged her to continue her movement. She turned her face into his neck and moaned as she reached completion.
“I’m close.” His voice was rough and he gave her a squeeze. Julia pulled away from him and drew off of him entirely. He whimpered in protest, then groaned as he watched her shimmy lower and grin up at him from under the brim of his own hat. She took him into her mouth as he moved one hand to her shoulder and tucked the other behind him to watch as she licked up and down his cock. He was close before she started this, and didn’t last very much longer. He gasped out her name, but she didn’t pull off. Instead she tightened her lips and worked her right hand on what didn’t fit in her mouth. Joe’s cock throbbed as he came. She waited until he had finished then let him slip from her mouth and reached for a towel that sat beside the bed and spit his spend into it.
He stretched and sighed in contentment. “Julia, that was…wow.”
She chuckled and leaned down to kiss him one last time.
*****
The Saucy Sally had seen many men come and go through her doors, and if she could speak, she would have many stories to tell. She stayed in business for many years longer. But as for the three Cartwright brothers, during her 19th year, she had given them wonderful memories they’d never forget.
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