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Tales From the Four Sisters Saloon - Chapter 13 - High Seas Adventure.
Hello everyone and greetings from the Four Sisters Saloon!
Holy Crap! Has it really been 7 years since I last wrote you?
It's been one hell of journey since I last spoke with you. The saloon suffered a major fire about five years ago. The local fire brigade did their best to limit the damage. I've never seen so many people cry at a fire! Luckily, no one was hurt and we were able to rebuild on the same spot we were before. The cause of the fire wound up being an electrical short in the office. The sisters and I couldn't believe the number of people who were willing to help out in our time of need.
George and Amy came in from off the road, the town council gave us permission to erect a large, semi-permanent tent in the parking lot so we could stay open while the place was repaired, and plenty of ordinary folks stopped by to help rebuild. Naturally, it took some time to get the place rebuilt but I'm happy to say we're back in business, and business is very good!
One of the most helpful people was Dave. You remember Dave, don't you? He's the one that hosted the Biker Bash? Well, during the most hectic times during the rebuild, when we needed to get away for some R&R, Dave let us use his lake house up at Rocktiller Lake. He also gave us free use of his boat as well, in case we wanted to water ski or just hang out on the lake.
His generosity was greatly appreciated by Carla, Cindy, Fran, Amy, George and myself as we definitely used his lake house and boat to relieve the stresses of the fire and rebuild of the Four Sisters Saloon. The girls gave him their personal thanks one weekend. In fact, let me tell you what went down, besides the girls that is.
It had been about 3 weeks after the fire. The ladies, George and I had been working non-stop salvaging as much as we could after the fire inspectors and the insurance people were done investigating. We were also working hard on hiring a contractor to get rebuilt as fast as we could. It meant long days, short tempers and lots of pressure building up. Dave dropped by and after getting an earful from all of us, suggested that maybe we should spend a weekend at his lake house.
"You folks really need to get away for a bit. If you don't, you're gonna chew one another up. I certainly wouldn't want to see that happen."
It certainly didn't take much convincing for us to take him up on his offer. We decided to all head out there to check it out. Dave had let us know that we could come and go as we pleased, but, we should be aware that some of his bike club use the house as well, so don't be surprised if there are additional guests hanging around. The girls smiled a little bit at that information.
We picked a long holiday weekend to make the trip, figuring most of the town would be empty and work on the Four Sisters Saloon would be taking a break. We packed up and headed off to Dave's place for the weekend, making sure we brought enough supplies that we wouldn't have to leave until we were headed home.
Dave met us there and gave us the grand tour. His place is gorgeous! It's built like a log cabin but with all the modern immenities a person could want (i.e. INDOOR plumbing!) The kitchen was huge and the four bedrooms were nicely sized as well. The family/living room was a two story dream, with wide open views of the lake and the woods nearby. There was plenty of seating and a nice big screen TV to complete the setting.
After picking our rooms and upacking, the ladies, George, Dave and I took a tour of the area around the cabin. It was so damn relaxing. The wind gently moving through the trees, the fresh air, the total lack of stress, the vision of four gorgeous women in bikini tops and tight, velour shorts all made for a very relaxing atmosphere.
We checked out the dock and the boat, with Dave giving us quick lessons on how to use it. The girls convinced him to stay the weekend. He had planned on meeting us and then heading back, but the ladies were having none of it. We headed back to the house to start on dinner.
After dinner, we sat around just chatting. It brought back very pleasant memories of sitting in my inlaws' kitchen, just shooting the shit. Pretty soon though, we all headed off to bed.
Cindy and I tore each other's clothes off as soon as we closed the bedroom door.
"My, my, seems like someone liked the way my sisters were dressed today."
"Hell with your sisters, I'm more interested in what you've got in your sexy drawers my love."
I knelt before my beautiful wife, taking in her femine scent. I kissed her belly and thighs, working my way toward her pussy. Slowly I worked on her pussy, teasing it with light kisses.
"Fuck, you're making me wet. Eat me lover, EAT ME NOW!" Cindy commanded.
I pushed her onto the bed and spread her legs wide. I furiously licked and nibbled on her clit and pussy lips. Cindy responded by bucking her hips wildly and screaming into her pillow. I lapped and licked on her clit while she trapped me between her legs. I felt her pussy gush as her orgasm overwhelmed her.
She grabbed my head and pulled me up to her tits. I suckled and tugged on her nipples, making her moan in pleasure. I positioned my cock at her pussy opening and thrust forward. I easily slid balls deep into her cunt. I began to fuck her slowly, looking into her eyes and telling her how much I loved her.
She told me she loved me too and then had a very large, very wet orgasm. My cock and balls were covered in her juices. I couldn't hold back and filled her pussy with my cum. I rolled off her and we both fell into a deep sleep, cuddled against one another.
The following morning I awoke to an empty bed and the smell of breakfast in the air. After showering, I headed down to the breakfast table. George and Amy weren't up yet, but Cindy, Carla and Fran were busy cooking up a hearty feast.
"Morning ladies, you're all looking sexy this morning."
There was a groan from the ladies as they protested they hadn't had the time to fix themselves up.