The wind swept through the valley, relieving some of the heat of the day. A cowboy wearing a black Stetson and black chaps rode into town slowly on a black horse. He looked ragged from days of travel, his left hand gripped the horse's reins tightly.
He stopped in front of the saloon. He was in his mid-twenties, his light blonde hair contrasted with his black hat and a grey shirt.
He climbed off his horse, quite aware of the town people looking at him. He smiled, he was aware of his reputation. One hand Luke was not a man to be trifled with. He wasn't an outlaw, it was just that trouble seemed to follow him.
Tying up his horse to the post, he grabbed his saddlebags, then walked into the saloon. He walked up to the bar, slapping down a piece of paper and three silver coins.
"I need a room for the week and some bourbon for now."
The barman poured a glass of bourbon and sneaked a peek at the piece of paper. It was a fancy flyer, an invitation to a high-stakes poker game. The barman knew it well, there were five such invitations sent out, he had sent them.
Luke drank his bourbon slowly and as an afterthought said to the barman, "I’ll also need a bath."
The barman called a girl over and gave her some instructions. She quickly went up the large stairs and walked into a room. Luke was handed a key and he also went up the stairs to his room.
The room was lightly furnished, a big comfortable bed, a dresser, and a chair. Luke put his saddlebags on the bed and pulled out his clothes, placing them neatly in the dresser. He unpacked the rest of his belongings and slid off his gun belt.
He sat on the bed for a minute, contemplating the next few days. He smiled, pulling out a deck of card from his pocket, and deftly shuffled them, this was one of the only times he ever used his right hand. His ears perked, he could hear two girls chatting from the other side of the door.
"That’s one hand Luke, I heard his right hand is paralysed, it got like that in a duel."
He smiled to himself as he listened to the other girl's response.
"I heard it got bitten by a rabid dog, he was a US Marshall, you know."
Luke smiled and stood up. He slowly took off his jacket and buttoned his shirt. As he pulled off his shirt he rubbed his right arm, as if to help the blood circulate. His right arm was covered with burn scars, dark red blotches, and white skin. It was not a pretty sight.
Luke had been a US Marshall. During a shootout with some outlaws he got trapped and they had set the place ablaze. He got caught inside and was badly burned, scarring his right arm and some of his shoulder. There was extensive nerve damage to his right hand and he was barely able to do anything with it. Hence, he became One Hand Luke.
Luke opened the door, both girls standing outside jumped in shock. One of the girls, the one who had been sent to make him a bath, looked at his bare arms, seeing the scars. She looked at him with pity, mentioning that his bath was ready. She watched him retreat into his room and take his gun from the holster and a straight razor.
He walked out his room and walked to the bathroom. In the middle of the room was a large wooden bath filled with steaming hot water. Luke removed the rest of his clothes and stepped into the bath. He closed his eyes, letting the water soothe him.
After a few minutes, he picked up the razor and started to shave. He never trusted a barber to shave him and preferred to do it himself.
The door opened at the girl walked in. She smiled sweetly at him.
"I'm Annie," she said. "I have been told to look after you any way you wished."
She slowly started to undress. Luke got hard looking at this beautiful young woman, the tip of his cock poked out of the water.
Annie was nineteen with beautiful dark curls and a gorgeous face. She looked innocent, but working in a saloon she most definitely was not. Annie had a thing for rough cowboys and knew she would get a good screwing if she played it right. Half the guys who rode into town hadn't gotten laid in a while, which meant she got lots of sex.
Annie pulled up a chair and sat next to the bath. She took a small block of soap and slowly started to wash down Luke's muscular body. Her hand slowly slid under the water, gripping his long, hard shaft. She was amazed to feel his cock, he had been blessed with a much larger than usual cock.
Gently she started to stroke him, taking her time to stroke every wonderful inch. Her hand cupped his balls, gently squeezing them, making Luke groan. She looked at him and smiled, she wanted to taste him and he knew it.
Luke stood up and climbed out the bath. Annie helped him dry off and then they made their way back to his room. Once inside his room, Luke lay back on the bed, his cock hard and erect for her.
Annie got to her knees in front of him and wrapped her lips around his stiff cock. His hand slid through her hair as he gently started to fuck her mouth. She slurped hungrily on his hard cock, every inch. She gently caressed his balls as her other hand slid up and down the bottom half of his shaft.
She sucked him hard, slurping and making noises. Luke pushed her head off his cock and she climbed onto the bed, straddling his cock. His hand reached up, cupping her soft breasts as she slowly bounced on his lap.
Annie could not help but lean forward and kiss him. Luke was a handsome man the small scar on the right side of his chin only giving him rugged good looks. They kissed as Luke rolled over so he was on top and he started to pound her tight hole as hard as he could. His hand rested on her soft breast for leverage.
Her body gave way to his pounding, her orgasm rippling through her body. Her tight hole held his cock like a vice making him cum deep inside her. She held on to him tightly as he carried on pounding her till he spent his load. He lay flat on top of her for a minute, then pulled out and lay back. He panted, till he regained his breath. Annie gently licked his cock clean and then lay next to him. It didn't take long for them to fall asleep.
ooOOoo
Luke woke up and looked around the room. Annie had gone so he stood up and got dressed. He washed his face, picked up a saddle bag and then went downstairs and out of the saloon. Walking across the street, he entered the bank and deposited a sum of money for safe keeping.
Walking back into the saloon he ate a breakfast and asked Ben the barman for two bottles of whisky. Luke paid for the alcohol and smiled at Ben as he left the saloon.
Collecting his horse, Luke places the whisky in his saddlebag. He then mounted the horse and galloped out of town at a steady pace. He rode to the Indian camp three miles north of town to an Indian reservation. There was the home of a peaceful Sioux tribe, headed by the fearless Chief Flying Eagle. Ten years previously Luke had helped the tribe fight off outlaws who were poaching their horses and buffalo, in return, the chiefs had promised him his most prized possession, his daughter.
As Luke dismounted he was greeted by a few children. Some of the tribe's warriors and elders came out to see him also. Some of them looked at him with suspicion while others clapped him on the shoulder or shook his hand.
He pulled out the whisky from his saddlebag and walked towards the chief's teepee. Calling the chief’s name, he walked into the chief's home. Flying Eagle looked up at Luke and gave a cry of happiness. They embraced like long lost brothers.
Luke presented the chief with the whisky and they sat down to talk. While they spoke, the Chief lit a pipe and they spent the better part of an hour talking and smoking when in walked a beautiful girl. She was the chief's daughter and Luke's betrothed. Her name was Kele, which means sparrow. The chiefs smiled and kissed his daughter on the cheek. He exited the teepee, giving Luke a knowing smile.
Kele smiled at Luke and wrapped him in her arms, then stepping back she slowly undressed in front of him. Her body was pure beauty, her long dark hair cascading over her shoulder covering one of her soft pert breasts. Her belly was flat and toned.
She walked over to Luke and slowly helped him undress. Once both were naked she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him. Although they were betrothed Luke only came by once or twice a year, his visits lasting a week or two. She knew he would leave again soon so she had to make the most of it.
She got to her knees in front of him taking hold of his throbbing cock and placing it in her mouth. Luke's hand held the back of her head as she gently sucked him to hardness.
Luke sat back on the animal skinned floor as Kele straddled his lap. They always made love this way, their bodies touching, never leaving each other. They kissed passionately, both pairs of hand roaming over each other's bodies, their eyes glued to each other, their connection strong.
Kele knew every inch of Luke's body, each time he visited them, she found a new scar. It was like a present to her, his tribute to her, much like the whisky he brought for her father. She was not naive, she knew he had other lovers all over the territory. A man like him would always have women hanging on to him, besides, others would never understand why Luke loved her. She had to accept with his brief visits and make the most of them.
Luke lay back, pulling Kele on top of him. Her soft breasts pressed against his chest as he held her tightly. His hard rod slid in and out of her, making her body shake with pleasure. They groaned together in mutual pleasure.
Luke's hand slid over Kele's butt, pushing his cock as deep as he could into her. He shot his seed deep into her hole making her orgasm at the same time. Their bodies shook as they held each other in a sweet embrace. They nuzzled up to each other, Kele burying her head into Luke's shoulder. They lay there panting, motionless and full of love.
As they lay there Luke told her his plans, he would soon take her with him, make her his full-time lover.
ooOOoo
Luke saddled his horse. The group of Sioux warriors surrounding him were wishing him good luck.
Luke had spent most of his morning making love to Kele and the rest of the day talking or riding with the warriors. Now it was time to go back, but he was going to go back with Kele.
They rode the three miles back to town, Kele rode behind Luke on top of a chestnut steed. As they arrived back to the saloon Ben handed Luke a note. They went up to Luke's room where he read the note.
"Game starts at 7 pm sharp. $500 buy in $500 rebuy, winner takes all. The game is Texas hold 'em"
Luke smiled, it was his game.
ooOOoo
Six people sat at the table, Ben the bartender was the dealer and five players. There were four male players and a female.
Luke wore his nicest black jeans and white shirt with a black waistcoat. Kele stood behind him in an orange frock with black trimmings, she looked beautiful.
Luke rested his right-hand flat on the table, not using it at all, just keeping it there for everyone to see. It was more of a scare tactic, the other players kept glancing at it.
The cards came out and Ben shuffled them in front of everyone. At last, the game started, it was a slow start, the players more interested in getting a feel for each other than playing the game. Luke was a picture of somberness, not giving anything away. His tell was very minute, and would not be easily seen, even if it was in plain sight. Luke's tell was his right hand, it tended to twitch slightly. You'd only see it if you were looking for it.
It was a steady game for the first hour, Luke playing silently but the others seemed quite vocal. For the players, it was quite unnerving to see Luke so calm and collected. What was even more unnerving was that Kele would say a word or two in her native tongue that no one would understand except Luke.
Slowly the player's chips seemed to go down as Luke's steadily went up. Finally, one of the players lost all his chips, so Ben called for a break to the game. Luke led Kele to the bar and they both had a drink.
One of the girls who worked in the saloon sidled up to Kele and gave her a big bright smile. The girl was about twenty-one with blonde hair and sharp blue eyes. She was very cute and sweet and Kele smiled back. As if to shield herself from prying eyes, she turned sideways, slipping a hand into Kele's hand. They seemed to have some sort of electricity between them and they could not stop looking deep into each other's eyes.
As Ben called for the game to resume, the young girl went up to Ben and whispered something in his ear, he nodded. Luke could see what was going on and smiled to himself. Kele's tribe was bisexual, so he knew that Kele was not opposed to sleeping with the same sex, in fact, he knew she enjoyed being with other girls.
The game continued with Luke quite aware that Kele and the girl were staring at each other. They were oblivious to everyone around them. Luke got hard at the thought of the girls going at each other.
He lost a hand, an easy hand at that, he needed to focus on his game. In Kele's language, he told her to go speak to the girl. Kele gratefully moved away from behind Luke and went to talk to the girl.
Luke carried on with his game, a new hand being dealt. Pocket rockets, double aces, it was going to be a good hand. He decided to try his luck as he was already $1800 ahead that was beside his initial $500. He raised $500 before the flop, the other players all thought he was bluffing. Three called his bluff and one folded. As the cards were turned it revealed an ace, king and a seven of hearts. The woman sitting at the table gave a short beep sound, her tell. Everyone knew now that she had a king or the other ace. Luke's hand twitched, his tell, they still didn't see it.
Another person folded, the peep from the woman was enough to say he was out of their league. The woman raised another $200 that was all she had left. Luke called and so did the last man. Another card was turned, another king. Luke looked at the lady, a full smile on his face. She could see his smirk and knew that he wasn't bluffing, it didn't matter what the last card would be, and he had her beat.
The last card was turned, revealing a two of spades. The lady flipped her cards, revealing the last ace and a three, a pair. The last man cried in triumph. He flipped his cards, revealing a king and a four, trips. He was about to pull all the chips when Ben stopped him. Luke flips his card revealing his pocket aces, a full house. Everyone gasped as Luke smiled broadly. Now only the lady and one man were left to rebuy into the game.
Ben called an end to the night's play, they would resume the following evening. Everyone left the table, leaving Ben to write down everyone's score. Luke walked up the stairs to his room to find Kele and her new friend already on the bed making out passionately.
The girl's name was Catherin and Luke watched as both girls fumbled with their dresses. Luke sat in the chair in the corner as both girls stripped down. They kissed passionately, their tongues sliding in and out of each other's mouths. Their bodies pressed together, as they held each other close.
Kele's tongue seemed to wiggle around like a snake, licking hungrily on Catherin’s mouth, lips, and chin.