The Urban Cowgirl

  

Chapter 1 The Country Girl

 

Imogene Elizabeth Gentry was the product of a pure country girl upbringing. Born and raised on a real cattle ranch, the beautiful blazing strawberry redhead girl has experienced it all. Ever since she was a small child she was taught by her daddy to work hard, play hard, and even when coming of age - drink hard. She learned and perfected everything it takes to operate the family cattle ranch.  Practically born on the back of a horse, she could rope and herd cattle with the best of men.  She was even given the task of breaking a few wild stallions and has participated in the bull riding competitions at the local rodeo. All that bucking has certainly advanced her sex life.

 

If her looks are not intimidating enough, the girl is tough. Imogene has an intoxicating face that becomes even more alluring when she gets angry. Her twisted little snarl has the men scattered with sexual frustration and has the women frightened with the idea of having to fight her. Her piercing emerald green eyes and firm high sitting D-cup breasts promote a stance of authority. Most the other girls she had grown up with were afraid of the sexy 5' 7" redhead. She has a reputation for fighting at the drop of a hat and has no problem getting into another girls face, pulling hair, punching, kicking. Some would say she even enjoys getting into a tight little tussles with other girls that think they can match up to her in looks and strength. The only girl she really gets along with is her best friend Hattie Anderson. The two of them have formed quite the relationship and vowed to have each other's backs from an early age.  

 

Imogene couldn't have a better friend. The caramel-haired girl is always encouraging the redhead in everything she does. Especially when it comes to standing up for herself. There's something about watching her best friend get into the face of some stuck-up little bitch that really gets Hattie going. She and Imogene would always have these little mock catfights after the redhead easily dominated some trashy little slut that thought she was hot shit. Afterwards the two of them would playfully roll around pulling hair, calling each other bitch and slut, laughing and giggling. Imogene and Hattie are very close and physically match up to each other quite well. They've even gone as far as making out with each other on several occasions and grinding panty to panty a few times during sleepovers. The two of them go together like caramel poured over strawberries.

Imogene loves the ranch, but lately there's been a calling in the back of her mind. A calling to get out and experience the world. After getting a college degree from an online college, Hattie and Imogene started talking about moving to the big city. Maybe not permanently, but spending sometime there just to check it out. 

Two hundred miles away Imogene lands a job at the Department of Agriculture while Hattie finds work in the ultrasound field at a nearby medical center. The two of them rent an apartment together and are soon exploring life in the big city. 

It doesn't take long for the two of them to discover  The Iron Horse, an epic urban country bar that has it all: live music, a huge dance floor, large pool and game hall, and even a mechanical bull. The two hot country girls find themselves fitting right in with the crowd and so it quickly becomes their local hangout. 

 

Of course Imogene was quickly drawn to the mechanical bull while Hattie took over the dance floor. Within the first couple nights Imogene had all the guys and the gals swooning over her performance on the bull. She decided to enter the monthly bull riding contest, and with Hattie watching from the crowd, the blazing hot redhead easily took first place in the three judge panel competition as they scored on skill, control, and style.    

"She's damn near as good as Sabrina." Hattie overheard a young urban cowboy say who was standing next to her. 

"Damn near? I'd say she's just as good if not better." His girlfriend chimed in. 

Out of curiosity Hattie leans over to the cowboy. Who's Sabrina?" She asks. 

The young stud leans into Hattie's ear. "Her daddy owns this place. She's away at college right now, but she rules over the mechanical bull. Nobody can beat her." The cowboy explains.

This really sparks an interest with the Hattie that she later shares with Imogene while out on the  dance floor. The strawberry girl shrugs it off but it plants a seed in the back of her mind.

 

The two hot country girls continue having the time of their lives, working hard, playing hard, partying hard - all in their new found city life. The two of them have become quite the weekend regulars at the Iron Horse. Meeting and befriending all kinds of interesting people. Imogene would frequently be seen hanging around the mechanical bull arena, while Hattie was doing her thing out on the dance floor. Each night they would pound down the alcohol while stumbling around the establishment, dancing, shooting pool, and riding the bull. The two of them were certainly becoming the center of attention around the bar. Both of them constantly fighting off advances until finally giving in to their chosen stub. Each one taking the men back to their apartment to fuck the shit out of them like wildcats.  

 

Imogene was becoming famous for her bull rides. She would occasionally get up on the mechanical machine and do a slow provocative performance that had her sexualizing the ride. Eventually stripping off her shirt to show off her firm voluptuous breasts covered in a sexy lace bra. Her hips would buck, chest thrusting out, head thrown back just like she was fucking the bull.  It had all the guys hooting and hollering, even a few of the girls. She loved being the center of attention. 

 

However the one thing that keeps coming up is Sabrina's name. The strawberry girl started to feel like it was becoming more of a warning than just a mere comparison.  

Chapter 2  The Confrontation

 

It was just another Friday night at the bar, while Imogene waited for her turn at the bull. She takes her Friday night ride more serious than any other. Saturday night things will loosen up a bit and that's when she can usually be seen performing her slow sexy ride, giving the guys something to celebrate the weekend with. 

But this Friday night as Imogene was getting ready to mount the bull, a dark haired brunette pushes her way to the front of the crowd and it suddenly gets awkwardly quiet in the arena. With arms folded this tough looking black-haired beauty locks in on the sexy redhead. Imogene catches a glimpse of the girl and it disrupts her concentration. 'Could it be?' the redhead asked herself.

 

Imogene get herself in position and signals to the controller she is ready. The ride starts off briskly, rocking, spinning, and shaking the redhead back and forth.  It's a twenty second ride and right away Imogene feels something different about it. Like the controller is trying his hardest to shake her, but she holds on. As she whirled around and around she would occasionally catch a glimpse of the dark-haired girl standing provocatively, arms folded, sneering with absolute disgust. 

The situation has her distracted. She is finding it hard to concentrate, slipping and sliding back and forth while her body rocked slightly out of time with the rotating bull. She finishes the ride but coming away with it not being her best. If fact it might have been listed down with some of her worst rides. The reaction from the crowd seemed to acknowledge her thought. She cursed herself. As she walks away she looks back over her shoulder to see the hot brunette shaking her head back and forth with a disgusted look on her face. 

As the strawberry girl makes her way to the edge of the crowd the brunette suddenly bursts forward. "My turn!" The girl shouts out and makes her way onto the bull. 

Jumping to the front of the line without anyone saying anything confirmed Imogene's suspicions. This was the dangerous girl the whole bar had warned her about - Sabrina. Nobody other than the daughter of the owner would be able to pull off a stunt like this.  

As the hot brunette raises her hand in preparation she looks over and locks eyes with the Imogene. The bar is completely silent during these few seconds of intense staring. Even from the distance the redhead could make out the bright crystal blue eyes emanating with a heavy warning.

"Go!" The hot brunette suddenly shouts out and the ride begins. Right from the start its a bucking, spinning, whirling ride that looks just as intense as the one Imogene was on. The redhead thought the man controlling the bull was going to go easy on her but that didn't seem to be the case. She could tell the man was seriously trying to knock her off. 

 

It develops into a wild hammering ride that might have been even more profound than the one Imogene was on. But Sabrina glides through it like it was nothing. The dark-haired girl showed style and grace. At the end of her perfect ride she jumps off and immediately make a bee-line for the redhead.

Hattie is standing just behind her friend when Sabrina comes up and gets in the strawberry girl's face.

"I've heard a lot about you two." Sabrina glances over at Hattie and then back to Imogene. "Two backwards ass country bitches fresh off the farm." She moves in a little closer until her face in filling the redhead's entire vision. "I don't like hearing that the two of you have been running around here whoring up the place!" 

 

"Why is that your job?" Imogene presses in tight against the brunette, tit to tit, nose to nose. 

 

The pure look of hate and anger spreads across Sabrina's face. Two bouncers have already moved over next to the two girls. They were fully aware of the brunette's reputation - everyone was.  Before anything could happen they intervene. "OK Sabrina, no fighting. You know what happened last time."  One of the bouncers chime in.

"Butt out John! We're just having a conversation." The brunette snaps. 

 

There was a long intense stare down between the two hot pressed-together girls. Hattie had noticed a cute blonde girl standing just behind Sabrina, giving her the eye. Obviously she was the brunette's sidekick. 

Imogene finds herself in new territory. She has never had this hot of a girl standup to her. There was really no size difference. In fact she have to say they were exactly the same height as they stared into each other's eyes, her emerald greens locked onto Sabrina's crystal blues. And judging by the weight of their press-off, they measured out equally there too.  

 

The sweet smell of each other's breath, the mixing and lingering of their alluring perfumes and pheromones swirling all around them created the making of a catfight in itself.

The country girl could tell by the smirk on Sabrina's face she was really enjoying this. In fact the whole bar was. It was like the hot brunette wanted everyone to witness her superiority over the redhead. The only problem was Imogene was just as hot, and not backing down from the confrontation as country girl presses into urban girl. 

 

"Judging by your performance tonight I can tell you can't handle the pressure." Sabrina pushes in tighter. "You might want to pack your bags and head back to Hicksville."

 

"Oh I can handle the pressure." Imogene presses in even tighter, nose smashing nose, tits bulging and flattening out. "It must have been your ugly face that distracted me." The redhead snarls as two of the most intoxicating, grimacing faces now press together in confrontation.

This was the signal to the bouncer. They knew Sabrina wasn't going to stand being humiliated in front of the whole bar. Before things explode they reach over and pull the brunette away from Imogene. The crowd in the bar hisses and boos at the separation. They all wanted to see a catfight.

"I'll be watching you bitch!" Sabrina shout outs as she being led over the to other side of the bar. 

 

It took quite a effort for the bouncers to keep the two hot girls separated for the rest of the night. Even going as far as walking Imogene and Hattie out to their uber ride to make sure nothing was going to happen out in the parking lot. 

"You guys are making way to big a deal out of this." Imogene tells the bouncer as she's being escorted. 

 

"Yeah well you should probably stay away from  Sabrina." The bouncer named John tells her. 

 

"Why is she some kind of serial killer or something?" Imogene laughs.

 

"Hey, who was that other girl with Sabrina tonight?" Hattie asks the bouncers with curiosity. 

 

"That was Kelsey James, her best friend! Look, you two shouldn't mess with either one of them. It would be best to just leave them alone." He advises the girls. 

 

"Sure thing... John!" It was obvious Imogene had quite a bit to drink as she gives off a salute before being put in the car. 

 

"I can't believe that fucking cunt!" The redhead tells Hattie as their riding home in the car. 

"I know, I would have loved to see you rip that bitch apart." Hattie mockingly grabs a hold of Imogene's hair and pulls. 

 

"Oh you would?" The redhead reaches up and pulls on Hattie's caramel locks. 

 

"Yeah, catfight!" Hattie pulls the strawberry girl's face in closer.

 

"You want to see Sabrina and I locked together, pulling each other's hair and clawing one another up?" Imogene follows through with her own pull and tug on the caramel country girl's hair 

 

"Yes, I want to see you rip her apart and crush her."

 

Their little tangle in the back of the car was becoming quite a distraction for the uber driver. The two of them release each other and laugh it off. 

 

That night Imogene and Hattie slept together in the same bed. For the first time the two of them went at it bare cunt to bare cunt. Rolling around pulling hair as they fucked. The thrill and anxiety of Imogene's pressing confrontation with the brunette had them gushing all over each other into the early morning hours.  

 

Imogene was not at all going to be intimidated by the dark-haired cunt. Saturday night Hattie and her went all out on making themselves up, the full makeup and hair routine, dousing themselves in attracting fragrances. Imogene opted for her favorite pair of blue jeans, hugging her legs, hips, and ass so tight it looked like they were painted on. Hattie went for the short little country girl skirt. The two of them walked out of their apartment wearing tight, revealing halter tops. Imogene and Hattie want to be the center of attention and they know there is going to be hostile competition waiting for them. 

Chapter 3 The Urban Cowgirl

 

Sabrina was born and raised around tough urban cowboys. Ever since she was a small child her daddy had put her on the mechanical bull and she absolutely loved being the center of attention, especially when she was riding. 

 

The 5'7" black-haired hellcat was the Icon of the Iron Horse. The guys would literally be standing in line out the door if they were ever given a chance at the sexpot brunette. She has the hardest, firmest, most perfect body any guy or gal could ever dream of. High sitting rock hard tits that could intimidate even the most voluptuous women. A tight ass and pelvis that could buck the  She has a allure about her that is almost hypnotizing. The face of a evil goddess. Crystal blue demon like eyes that would send chill down your spine. The thickest, most luxurious long hair that shined like black diamonds. The girl was clearly in a league of her own. 

 

Along with her sidekick Kelsey James, the two hot urban cowgirls ruled over the Iron Horse establishment. Sabrina loved to fight and she wasn't about to let two skanky bitches from the back country run around in her daddy's bar like a couple of desperate whores. However the girl was put on strict supervision ever since her last epic brawl that had the whole bar swinging fists in a fight that made headlines. The bar was put on notice. Another call to the police and the state would revoke their liquor license. If Sabrina was seen with any marks on her face or blood on her knuckles her dad was going to ban her from the bar. 

 

If Sabrina couldn't settle this with her fists and claws then she would have to find other ways to deal with the two country skank bitches. And it showed as her and her best friend Kelsey prepared themselves for Saturday night. 

 

Chapter 4 Another Press-off 

  

Looking like the hottest cowgirl fantasy any man could think of, Imogene and Hattie walked into the Iron Horse like they owned the place, at least that was their attempt.

 

As they made their way into the establishment they could feel there was something different. The atmosphere even felt different. Like there was an electric charge flowing through the place. Most of the regulars that were always there to greet them weren't there. A large group was gathered at the bar. A lot of hooting and hollering could be heard. 

 

Imogene and Hattie made their way over and could see Sabrina and Kelsey were the center of attention. Suddenly they could see what all the commotion was about as the brunette and her sidekick were making out with each other. As they pulled out of their spit swapping tongue kiss the guys immediately shouted for them to do it again.

 

Sabrina noticed the two country girls and started making her way over. Imogene could feel the hair on the back of her neck stand up as she took a stance to prepare for the confrontation. 

 

With two bouncers at her side the brunette comes up and stands a couple feet away from Imogene. The black-haired sex pot is dressed in ultra-tight, black cotton jeans, cowgirl boots, and a halter top similar to the one the redhead is wearing.  

 

"I'm surprised you two have the nerve to show your ugly faces around here." Sabrina takes a stance. 

 

"We'll I figured we give this bar something better to look at than the same old stale shit that's been stinking up the place."

 

"You're real funny bitch!" The brunette steps in a little closer. "I took the liberty of setting up a table in the back corner. I'm sure it will make a couple of hillbilly wallflowers like yourselves feel more comfortable." 

 

"Well I'm the kind of girl that likes to be out front, and I'm not afraid of pushing skanky little sluts like you out of my way to do so." Imogene steps in and smashes her tits into Sabrina's.

 

The whole place goes quiet as nobody has ever gotten away with being so bold with the brunette. The bouncers were ready to spring into action at any second. 

 

Sabrina pushes back, the two girls now smashing together, nose to nose. "You are god damn lucky I don't rip your face off right now, you fucking slut!" Sabrina shouts out with spittle flying across the redheads mouth. 

 

"Say it don't spray it bitch!" Imogene then spits across the brunette's clinching teeth. 

 

"Oh you FUCKING CUNT!" Sabrina spits back and pushes in harder against the redhead. 

 

Imogene holds her ground causing the two of them to crush face to face and tit to tit. Sabrina uses a bucking thrust of her hips to set the country girl back a step. Which was quickly return with a thrust from the redhead.   

With the two of them now pitted firmly against each other from head to toe, it becomes a test to see which hellcat would strike first. Tension fills the crowded bar as the two hot cowgirls remain glued together with the seconds ticking by. 

 

"Go ahead bitch, hit me!" Imogene snarls as her teeth practically scrap the front of the brunette's. "DO IT!" 

 

"YOU FUCKING CUNT!" Sabrina screams out and just as her arms go into motion one of the bouncers catch her just in time and pulls her back. 

 

On the other side, Imogene finds herself being dragged back in the opposite direction.

 

Once the bouncers had the two girls away from each other they tried to calm things down by talking to them. 

 

"Listen Imogene. You're putting me between a rock and a hard place." The bouncer named John continues to explain. "If I kick you out, or even if you leave, half the bar is going to trash the place and it would probably end up in a huge brawl."

 

"Well there will be no chance of me leaving, that's for sure." The redhead interrupts.

 

"Look, if I throw Sabrina out the other half of the bar will trash the place, let alone how I will have to answer to her dad for throwing her out instead of you. So could you please just work with me?" 

 

"Well isn't this your job...John? Maybe you could just let me have a couple of swipes at her? I can repay you later." Imogene says teasingly as she reaches for his crotch. 

 

The bouncer stops her advance. "Please, work with me." John pleads. 

 

" OK, OK. But if that bitch gets in my face again I can't promise you anything."

 

"Thank you...please keep your distance." John replies with appreciation, and so the night moves on with the two girls watching their backs. 

Chapter 4 The Sexy Ride

Imogene and Hattie start slamming down the drinks as they make their way around the bar. For the time being the redhead keeps her word by staying away from Sabrina. Although the two could occasionally be seen sneaking over to pull and lure the men away from each other's crowds, it quickly becomes a contest of who could gather the most men around them.   

After a few games of pool and a couple of dances, Imogene and Hattie enter the bull riding arena only to find Sabrina and a group of her worshipers on the opposite side of the room. After watching a few rides one of the men could be heard shouting out, "We want the sexy rider!" This started the chant of several men. "Sexy rider, Sexy rider, Sexy rider." 

 

By now Imogene was feeling pretty drunk and adventurous. In fact maybe a little to drunk. 

 

"Hear I am!" The redhead shouts out and starts making her way to the bull. She stumbles to climb on and just as she gets into position, Sabrina comes out of the crowd. There was no way the black-haired girl was going to allow this spectacle to happen without doing something about it.

To everyone's surprise Sabrina quickly jumps onto the bull with Imogene - facing her. The brunette scissors her legs into the redhead putting them crotch to crotch and tit to tit. The crowd starts to hoot and holler. 

 

This puts the bouncers on high alert. Stopping it could anger the drunken crowd. They decide to allow it for now, hoping and praying that these two hellcats can settle their issue in a non-violet way. Like that would ever happen. 

 

"What the fuck are you doing, bitch?" Imogene asks in her drunken state of disbelief.  

 

"I'm going to find out how big of a loser you really are." Sabrina presses in nose to nose with the country girl. She then wraps both her arms around the drunk girl and clamps her hands into Imogene's  thick red mane. "You better hold on slut. I'm about to ride you like a jack hammer. 

Imogene was caught completely off guard but totally enthralled by Sabrina's move, the redhead wraps her arms around the brunette, reaching around and latching onto her thick dark hair. They press forehead to forehead and glare into each other eyes with a seriousness that is off the charts. The two of them squeeze in tight with their arms wrapped tightly around each other, their skin tight jean covered legs tangled together, their cowgirl boots locking at their ankles. They stare each other down nose to nose, emerald green eyes piercing into crystal blue eyes. 

"You're the one that better hold on bitch. I'm going to break you like a wild stallion." Sabrina sneers into the redhead's face.

"I've broken wild stallions before, slut. And I'm going to break you!" Imogene snarls back.

After several seconds of a hot intense stare down, they suddenly and simultaneously shout, "GO!" 

 

The bull starts to move, slow at first. Rocking the girls back and forth while spinning one way a then jerking back in the other direction.

 

Through her drunken haze, Imogene starts to think about how lucky the guy is controlling the bull, his name is Everett. Being able to buck two hot women against each other back and forth must be every man's fantasy.  It would be easy for him to play favorites and she prayed this was not the case. And for now as the ride continues to play out, it doesn't seem like this is the case. 

 

Everett realizes this is not going to be a full on "throw them off right away" type of ride. It was going to be a slow progressive build while letting the girls test out each other's strength and balance. 

 

Imogene and Sabrina find themselves gripping each other's hair tighter as their arms remained wrapped around their backs. Jean covered legs were tangled up tight, locking and squeezing.  The ride starts bucking a bit harder, jamming their denim crotches together in a rough grind of cotton against cotton. Tits crushing together as the rocking force would smash one into the other and then back again. 

Rocking, jerking, twisting, and spinning the ride builds. The bull shakes back and forth more violently. Their eyes remained locked in a hate-filled stare. On the edges of their peripheral vision they could see the room spinning and rocking back and forth, yet they still remain focused on each other. Their jean covered crotches were jammed together so tight, bucking and grinding into each other with such a force it started to fray the black and blue cotton material. Even their cowgirl boots were chaffing as their ankle-lock also had them grinding together.

 

The ride continues to slam back and forth. The two girls now holding each other chin to chin, staring down their noses and into each other's eyes. Occasionally the man controlling the ride would slow it down and spin the two riders back and forth, giving the crowd a 360 degree view of this epic battle - two hot cowgirls pulling each other's hair while clutching together chin to chin. Arms and legs completely entwined in a fight for balance. Each one fighting to be the center of gravity. Each one fighting to be the center of attention.  "How many more eyes are on me than her?" The thought couldn't help but fill both girls minds. 

The arousal the two women were feeling had them panting and moaning into each other's mouths. Their crushed together tits had their nipples tingling. Their grinding crotches had their vaginas wet and swelling. Everett was catching on real quick. At times he would rock the two girls back and forth against each other in a motion that had them appearing to be fucking each other. 

Harder and harder he would slam one girl into the other then back again while turning, twisting, rocking. At times jerking the bull into a motion that would have the two girls shaking against each other in a vibrating like shudder. 

 

 Faster and faster the ride progressed. Becoming more and more violent as Everett pounded one girl into the other and then back again. The girls were slipping and sliding, losing their balance. Each one fighting to push the other one over. Fighting to be the one leaning over the top of the other. 

 

Then it happened. Imogene started to lose it. Some may have noticed it, others may not have. All senses were disrupted as the country girl exploded. Shaking and shuddering as she fought to hang onto the urban girl.  Within seconds she was pushed over backwards. The two of them went crashing down to the padded floor, rolling back and forth in a catball that had the two of them fighting for top position. The crowd went wild, urging the two hotties to settle this on the floor. Within minutes Sabrina had Imogene pinned. The redhead suddenly passes out and goes limp. The urban girl held down the country girl for several seconds, confirming the drunken redheads defeat. 

 

Sabrina pulls herself up and raises her hands to the cheering of the crowd as Imogene laid wasted on the padded floor. All those whiskey shots had caught up with the redhead as she laid there in a drunken haze. Her friend Hattie rushed over to help out her friend. Looking down she could see the redhead's crotch soaking wet. She quickly closed off Imogene's legs to keep from further embarrassing her and started helping her up. 

 

"Did I win?" The country girl slurs the question. 

 

 "Let's get you home." Hattie pulls the girl to her feet. 

Chapter 5 The Aftermath

The next morning Imogene wakes up in her bed still dress in the blue jeans and the bra that she had wore the night before. At least she managed to pull her top and boots off. The redhead slowly starts to remember the events that took place. "Oh my god how humiliating." She mutters to herself. Hattie was asleep beside her. Imogene sits up and puts her feet on the floor. She could smell herself . She looks down to see the crotch of her blue jeans stained and still partially wet. At first she thought she might have pissed herself.  But then she remembers what had happened. It was her own arousal that coated her favorite pair of jeans.

 

Imogene removes the denim pants and notices the crotch is also frayed. Upon closer examination she could see black fibers woven into groin area of the jeans. It dawned on her that these were remnants of Sabrina's black cotton jeans. Judging by how her own jeans were frayed she was sure Sabrina's crotch had been embedded with some of her blue fibers. They had been driven into each other so hard and grinding together so furiously that their skin tight jeans had exchanged fibers. Imogene once again noticed the smell. There was something different. A foreign odor. As her minds replays their struggle, those last few seconds as Sabrina had her pinned down she was sure she felt a gush of wetness seeping into the crotch of her already wet jeans - the jeans she had slept in all night long. It was obvious the two of them had cum against each other like dirty little whores.  

Imogene looks down and see her favorite pair of cowgirl boots chaffed with black markings. 

"Oh my god, what the fuck?" Imogene shouts out loud enough to wake Hattie. 

 

"What the hell...what's wrong?" Hattie quickly awakened by the redhead's voice.

 

"My boots...these cost me a fortune!" Imogene picks up one of the boots and then tosses it back to the floor. "And I slept all night long in that bitch's cum."

 

"What are you talking about?" Hattie asks, still half asleep.

 

"Look." The redhead shows her friend the crotch of her blue jeans.

 

Hattie starts to giggle then laughs hysterically as she gets up on her knees on the bed.  

 

"I'm glad you think it's funny." The redhead also gets up facing her friend.

 

"Well if its any consolation she probably slept in yours too." The caramel-haired tries to get the redhead to find humor in that. 

"It isn't funny!" Imogene snaps back.

 

"Yeah well I tell you what, last night was certainly hot as hell." Hattie wraps her arms around her friend.

 

"What, you like seeing me lose? I don't know how I'll show my face after being humiliated like that." Imogene sighs.  

 

"Are you kidding me! You're famous." Hattie pushes the redhead onto her back. "That bull ride was incredible. I have never seen anything like it." 

"Even though I lost it?" Imogene replies.

"Well I think if you hadn't been so wasted you probably would have beat her." Hattie starts pulling up the hem of her own little nightie she was wearing so the two of them could get panty to panty with each other.

"You think so?" Imogene stares up into her friend's eyes.

 

"I know so." Hattie starts grinding. "I'm not sure if you know this but that bitch Kesley had walked up to me while you and Sabrina were on the bull last night." The caramel haired girl goes on to explain. "We started arguing about you and Sabrina. The bitch reached up my back and started to pull my hair, so I reached around and started pulling on hers."

 

Hattie goes on explaining her situation, "We pulled each other into a tight clinch while we argued about which one of you were going win the bull ride." 

 

"Wow that sounds hot." Imogene starts bucking up into Hattie. 

 

"Not as hot as watching you take on Sabrina on the bull last night." The caramel-haired girl matching the grind.

 

"You like watching that?" Imogene asks with curiosity.

 

"Oh yeah, it was like watching you two catfight." Hattie explains. 

 

"You wanna see Sabrina and I catfight each other for real?" The strawberry girl asks.

 

"Oh fuck yeah, that would be hot. I'd like to see you rip that bitch apart!" The two country girls latch onto each other's hair while grinding.

 

"You want to see us pull hair and scratch each other up?" Imogene asks while increasing tempo.

 

"Yes, crush the shit out of each other." Hattie pants and hisses.

 

With wide open eyes the two country girls start tongue kissing, pulling hair and exchanging spit as they rock themselves into an exploding orgasm that has them pumping their hot, mixing juices into the intersection of their grinding panties. 

 

As their climax subsided the girls stared into each other's eyes. "Don't let this get to you. You'll get her back!" Hattie encouraged her friend. "This Friday night is the bull riding competition. You need to put that bitch in her place." 

Throughout the rest of the week Hattie helps keep Imogene pump up for the coming weekend. Every time they pass each other in the apartment she would latch onto the redhead's hair.   They get in each other's faces hissing and snarling. Hattie presses in tight and talks about what Imogene could do to Sabrina if they ever fought. The two country girl's would occasionally share an aggressive tongue kiss. Hattie certainly keeps the momentum going throughout the week

Chapter 6 The Bull Ride Competition 

 

Friday night finally comes around. This time Imogene decides to show off a little leg and wears a sexy pair of cut-offs shorts and a skin tight tank top to the bar. After spending hours dolling themselves up the two country girls head out to the Iron Horse. 

Imogene is immediately greeted with that equal to a rock star as she enters the bar. People were coming up to her, hugging her, patting her on the back, befriending her in the nicest ways. Some of the girls said they were happy someone was finally standing up to Sabrina.

Hattie leans into Imogene's ear. "See I told you you were famous."

 

Suddenly all the praise was over as Sabrina pushes her way front and center.

"You just can't get enough can you bitch?" Sabrina gets right in the redhead's face. She's dressed nearly identical to Imogene, her signature black boots, shorts and tight fitting tank top. 

"Enough of what... you're ugly ass face? Imogene pushes in tight. Their little press-offs are becoming quite famous around the bar, drawing a crowd, especially the bouncers.

 

"You lost it last week bitch."Sabrina gives off a little pelvis thrust, making an analogy of what happened Saturday night. 

 

"If I remember correctly I'm not the only one who lost it." Imogene comes back with a bump of her own crotch.

 

Sabrina gives off a little smirk. "I'm sure after tonight you'll be too embarrassed to show your hideous hillbilly face around here." Sabrina gets in tighter, pushing and smearing her own face into the redhead's to emphasize her point.   

"You'll be the one too humiliated to even live with yourself. You might as well go ahead step in front of a train right now, bitch!" Sabrina snarls while smashing in tighter. 

 

"You fucking bitch! I wanna smash your fucking face!" Sabrina fights to keep her fists down as she pushes and thrusts forward.  

 

"Lets go slut!" Imogene shouts out while matching the pressure. 

 

Once again the bouncers come in and pull the two girls away from one another. 

 

The crowd boo's and hisses. "Let them fight!" Someone shouts out. 

 

The bouncers are having quite the ordeal with keeping things from getting out of hand. On the one hand the two girls certainly are drawing a crowd - good for money, good for business.  Everyone seems to be captivated on how this is going to play out.  On the other hand things could certainly go awry with their liquor license hanging by a thread. Trying to find middle ground was becoming more difficult. 

As the night progresses Imogene and Sabrina keep their distance. The employees at the establishment are hoping these two hellcats can settle their differences on the bull tonight. To finally determine the alpha between them, but that could just be wishful thinking.

The arena was packed, not with just riders but with a crowd of people that wanted to see the two hot cowgirls have it out. 

After going through dozens of riders during the first bout. Imogene and Sabrina easily make it into the semi-finals with near flawless rides. The redhead advancing one point ahead of the brunette. 

The semi-finals were judged with a bit more focus. Sabrina performed a ride that was so perfect it had the whole crowd cheering with excitement, putting pressure on Imogene to do the same. 

 

And with what started out as a flawless ride the redhead felt herself slip at one point. It was so small she didn't think the judges had even noticed, but they did.

 

The final round had Imogene pitted directly against Sabrina.  The two of them tied dead even in points. 

 

The two hot girls couldn't help but stare each other down as they waited for the competition to begin. Each one trying to plant fear and anxiety in the other. 

 

Imogene went first. She mounted the bull with all the confidence of an experienced rider. As she raised her hand and signal to the controller she was ready - the ride begin. 

 

Right off the bat the bull launches into a rocking spin that would leave most riders stumbling. But Imogene maneuvered through it like a rock star. Bucking, turning, rocking and spinning, the controller didn't hold back. 

 

 

The redhead took it with style and grace. Putting on a show that would wow even the top professional riders. At the end she jumps off the bull to the roar of the crowd cheering - even louder than they had for Sabrina. The pressure was now put on the hot brunette. 

 

 Sabrina gives off a snide little smirk as Imogene looks over in a "Top that" kind of gesture. 

 

The urban cowgirl moves up and mounts the bull. Some in the crowd shouting out words of encouragement. The bull quickly jumps into action, rocking and spinning in a whirl just as wild and crazy as the one  Imogene's was on. The unabated thrashing didn't even seem to affect Sabrina in the slightest. Taking the yanking and jerking motions of the bull like a ballerina performing on stage. 

 

 

Then about half way through the her ride there was something that happened. Just the slightest slip of her hips. More experienced people in the crowd may have noticed, others not. But Imogene noticed, and started celebrating in the back of her mind. She had this in the bag. 

 

The redhead could see the look of concern on Sabrina's face as she dismounted the bull. It would now be up to the judges to decide the winner.    

As the room goes quiet as they announce the scores.

"Imogene with a score of 97.5"

"Sabrina coming in with a score of 98.5"

 

The arena erupts in cheers and boos. Imogene about loses her shit as she charges over to the judges panel and starts shouting and screaming.

"What the fuck is wrong with you idiots, didn't you see her slip?"  She leans over the table, yelling in their faces.

 

"Hold on darling...she beat you with one point in style." The main judge declared. 

"Style? Are you fucking kidding me?" That's when Imogene lost all control and leaps over the table in an attempt to rip into the judge. The man slides back in his chair and stands up. "Get her out of here!" He yells out. 

Two of the bouncers quickly grab the country girl by the arms and start dragging her off towards the doors. Imogene kicking and screaming the whole way there. 

"You need to settle the fuck down!" John tries to reason with the girl.  "You're out of here for the night." The two men take Imogene out into the parking lot with Hattie following close behind.

"Listen, I get it." John tries to explain it to her. "But acting like this is going to get you permanently band from the bar. Go home and sleep it off!" The man tells her before heading back inside. 

Imogene thought about hanging around until closing time. She wants to confront that bitch and rip her face off, but she finds the whole situation disgusting. Hattie called an uber and the two of them went back to their apartment.  

"Can you believe this shit!" Imogene kicks her legs and pounds her fists into her bed while Hattie lies next to her. 

"I know you got fucked!" The caramel girl chimes in. "I'm sure this all because that bitch's dad owns the place. Every one there is probably afraid of the slut." 

"That was my win and the bitch stole it from me." Imogene shouts.

"You'll get her back!" Hattie encourages.

"You're damn right I will! It's eventually going to happen. I'm going to rip that bitch apart." The redhead threatens.

 

"I want to see you do it! Pull her fucking hair out." The caramel girl reaches over, tugging on Imogene's hair.

"I'll do more than just that." The strawberry girl latches onto Hattie's hair.

"Yes, tear into that little slut." The caramel girl snarls.

"Oh I will!" Imogene responds with a tight pull.

Their talk has the two of them stripping each other naked on Imogene's bed. They come together with the redhead on top. They work themselves into a tight tit to tit, cunt to cunt grind. Imogene starts kissing and fucking Hattie so aggressively it has the caramel girl exploding within minutes in a gush of hot cum.

Imogene continues until she bursts into her own detonating blast of girl juice that floods Hattie's cunt. The caramel girl chokes and struggles to breath as the redhead nearly drowns her in spit and cum - her hair feeling like it's being pulled out by the roots.

 

"OK OK...holy shit you're going to kill me here!" Hattie makes an attempt to pulls away until Imogene finally lets up. 

 

"Wow, for a minute there I thought I was going to pass out. That was crazy." The caramel girl pants and gasps.

The two girls continued to lay together nose to nose, tit to tit, and cunt to cunt. Pulling hair and squirming against each other as they devised a plan to humiliate the urban slut in front of the crowd.

 

The next morning the country girls once again had to peel themselves away from each other. It was Saturday and they had to prepare.

 

Part Two