Polly Gaston - Behind the bar

Helen Underwood gave a little giggle and squeezed her husband's hand tightly. She knew all about Wes' session with Brandy and she couldn't be angry about the contest. The reason Wes had given her so much pleasure last night was because Brandy had told him what to do. Helen was discovering that life was much more fun than she ever had thought.

"Why don't you both go back there at once?" Helen said, giggling a little at her boldness. "Brandy gave my husband a lot of fun last night and tonight she deserves double fun from you two."

"Why, Helen!" Wes gasped, chuckling at Helen's bold words. "I'm beginning to think that you're not the same woman I married!"

"I should hope not!" Helen retorted, sliding her hand over to press against Wes' hardening cock. "Let's have one more drink while the Champion twins go in the back and then I'm ready to go home. I have a feeling we're not going to get very much sleep tonight."

Dave, overhearing the conversation, started to grin. "Finish up your drinks, guys, and I'll show you where to collect your prize. You can both go at once, just like Mrs. Underwood suggested. Brandy ought to love that."

"Whooee!" Roger gasped, lifting his glass to his mouth and draining it in one gulp. "Come on, Roy! That little filly's ready for us. You know we weren't brought up to keep a lady waitin'!"

"Dave!" Brandy hissed, staring at her bartender in shock. "Both of them? At once?"

"You can handle it, baby," Dave chuckled. "Just go right on back there and pay off. And then come back and tell us what it was like. I bet those two twins'll wear you out and then some."

Brandy's head was whirling as she walked to the back room. She didn't know how, but she was almost certain that Dave had set her up with the Champion twins. The sticks were supposed to be random but this was really a coincidence. Still… her pussy started to cream and twitch as she thought about fucking with the famous twins. It might be a lot of fun. She was almost sure it would be, if the rumors about them were even half true. The Champion twins were supposed to be real champions in bed!

Brandy opened the door to the office and stood in the doorway. Her mouth dropped open in shock at the sight of the two horny men. Now she couldn't tell them apart for sure. The Champion twins had taken off their clothes and they were standing by the couch like twin statues.

"Oooooooh," the lusting blonde gasped, her eyes immediately dropping to their twin hard pricks. This was going to be fun for sure. Both of them had swollen, jerking cocks and that was exactly what Brandy wanted.

"Let's rope that cute little filly and tie her down!" Roy chuckled, picking up his lasso and twirling it expertly over his head. Then, before Brandy had time to let out more than a startled squeak, she felt Roy's rope slide over her shoulders and tighten.

"Pull 'er in, Roger!" Roy ordered, handing his twin the rope. "We're gonna hogtie this little filly and give her the time of her life!"

Brandy giggled as Roger tugged on the rope. She would have been frightened if anyone other than the Champion twins had lassoed her, but it was a real trip, having two naked men pull her in like a roped calf. She could tell that they were just playing and that was fine with her. It was kind of exciting, playing little games this way.

"We'd better brand this little filly before she gets away from us," Roger grinned. "What you say, Roy? Let's brand her with this here brandin' iron."

Brandy giggled again as Roger pointed to his stiffly, jerking cock. She wouldn't mind being branded by either one of them. Their stiff long cocks were really turning her on.

"Gotta take off them clothes if we're gonna brand her," Roy grinned. "You hold 'er and I'll shuck off her clothes. That all right with you, little filly?"

"Oh, yes!" Brandy giggled, standing still as Roger took the rope from her shoulders. She gave another giggle as Roy unzipped her one piece mini dress. Now they should really get a shock. Brandy didn't have anything on under her one piece dress!

Brandy's giggle quickly turned into a horny cry of pleasure as Roy and Roger each grabbed for one of her lush tits. Now she could see why they were such a success in the team competitions. The moved together perfectly, each twisting one of her hard, throbbing nipples between their fingers.

"Aaaaagh!" Brandy gave another cry of lust as their mouths found her trembling nipples. The twins certainly knew how to turn a woman on! Little streaks of pleasure rippled down her smoothly quaking body and centered right in her creamy hot pussy. If they didn't hurry up and fuck her, she was going to go crazy with lust.

"Lead that little filly over there," Roy said, pointing to the middle of the room, "and hold her down. I'm gonna find the perfect spot to brand her!"

Brandy gasped as Roy pulled her over to the middle of the room and pushed her down on the rug. Then she gave another gasp as he grabbed one of her ankles in each hand and spread her legs apart widely.

Both Roy and Roger drew in their breath as they gazed at Brandy's lush naked charms. Her glossy pink cuntslit gleamed wetly. Her pussylips were puffy and bright pink with excitement. The heated cream was flowing out of her snapping pussyhole like a river of shining juice. They could tell that Brandy was more than willing to play whatever little game they had in mind.

"You think we should brand her right here?" Roger asked, kneeling down and holding his hard cock in his hand. Then he shoved it right between Brandy's trembling tits and grinned.

"Naw," his brother grinned back. "I had other ideas. I thought we'd put our brand right here."

As Roger continued to thrust his jerking, hot cock between Brandy's quivering tits, Roy knelt over her head and guided the head of his prick over her wet, red lips. The double stimulation was just too much for Brandy and she gave a wail of pure lust. Before she knew what she was doing, she was reaching for Roger's prick with one hand and Roy's with the other, twisting and moaning like she was a woman possessed.

"We'd better watch it, Pardner," Roger chuckled. "This here ain't no tame little filly. She's a regular little wildcat. I think we oughta tie her down so she don't get away from us."

"Good idea!" Roy agreed. "Toss me that rope there and I'll make sure she don't get away."

Brandy gave a little squeal of fear as Roy quickly wrapped a rope around her body under her breasts and tightened it snugly so that her arms were pinned at her sides. Then her slight prickle of fear turned to curiosity as he tied one ankle. She could bet that he wouldn't tie her legs together. That would defeat his whole purpose!

"Shit! This ain't gonna work at all!" Roy grinned, obviously puzzled. "I can't figure up how to tie her. Got any ideas, Pardner?"

"Sure do," Roger chuckled. "You just tie this here ankle rope to that arm and do the same on the other side. That way those long kicking leg'll be spread out just as wide as you want 'em."

Brandy giggled as they trussed her up. She wasn't a bit worried about being tied down by these two fun-loving cowboys. They were playing a game with her and she loved it. Her legs were spread widely and she could feel her pussy snap open and shut as they beamed at her in satisfaction. She knew she didn't look like a tied up calf at all.

"You brand her first and then it's my turn," Roger chuckled. "Go to it, Roy! Brand that little filly so everybody knows she belongs to us!"

"Got to get the brandin' iron nice and hot," Roy grinned, holding the long pole of his prick in his hand and running the bloated purplish head of it over Brandy's creamy pink cunt. "Won't do no good to brand her if it ain't hot enough."

"It's hot!" Brandy giggled, wiggling her hips as Roy's long jerking cock slid over her trembling cuntal tissues. "It's so hot it's burning me!"