Hawk RP

Trevor was taking refuge inside a saloon bar in Texas, and sat at a vacant table there. Upon entering, I chatter about some chubby bounty hunter who happened to be quite flirtatious... She was the most fearsome. The most skilled. The most attractive... They call her... Hawk.

Hawk: With a slow creak, the twin flaps of the saloon creak open, and a large frame occupies the already wide door. The room goes silent and all eyes turn to me. "...Howdy," I say in a casual tone, and the hustle and bustle of the saloon resumes. With a sidestep, I fit my hips through the doors, and sit on my dedicated, reinforced bar stool. "Fill 'er up!" I say to the barkeep, and he pours me a shot.

Trevor turned my head over to the side, seeing the attractive, overweight, bounty hunter beauty Hawk enter the saloon. With a wolf whistle that I was expecting Hawk to hear, I took a gander at her nice curves. Quite..a..woman!

Hawk: My head perks up as I hears you whistle, and I set my glass down with a loud clack. In a fluid motion, I swivel around on my seat, and stand up, making my way towards you with a stern look on my face. "Is there sumthin' ah can help you wit, mistah?"

Trevor: "Yes. You're Hawk, right?" I questioned as my eyes continue to gander at her wonderful body. "You are some woman. Being a bounty hunter and all."

Hawk: "Reckon you got that right..." I say with some contempt, as I stand next to your seat. "Y'know, few folks are aloud to... allude... to me in such a manner, less the got trouble..." I say, and lean in closer to you, "Or they lookin' fer some...."

Trevor "Me, trouble?" I burst out in a small laughter. "I'm only jus' a harmless tourist here, Hawk. A tourist just takin' a vacation.. to see the world." Then my eyes continue to gander at her curves. How I wouldn't give for just one feel, one jiggle, maybe even a shake, for that matter.

Hawk: "You seem mighty familiar wit me for a meager tourist...." I say, leaning back up, "And ah'm not quite sure how exactly a woman of mah stature should feel about eyes like those on me." I pause and take a fuller look at you. Definitely not from around here, and you seem harmless enough, but I gaurantee that there's something more. "Tell ya'hwat," I say, plopping myself in the groaning chair next to yours, "You tell lil ole me what's really goin' on, and ah might just forget about your little whistle..."

Trevor: "Well..." I explained the reason why I took a vacation. "My job as a line assistant at Olive Garden has been really stressin' me lately. Stressin' so much that I couldn't even sleep. So I asked the boss for a week off, meanin' I wanted to take a vacation here, in Texas. And well, here I am with you."

Hawk: I stare blankly at you at you, my eyes wide. Despite my best efforts, I let out a piggish snort, and burst into gut-busting laughter. "Y-y-you," I spit out, barely able to breath, "You took a break from cushy ol' Olive Garden, and went to tumble weed town for vacation? Oh mah gawd, you a long way from Dallas, sugah." I double over, unable to contain myself.

Trevor: "Yep. Silly, I know. But the stress is serious. I've been working too many double shifts my whole job course." I said.

Hawk: "Naw, a vacation sound mighty fine," my laughter fades to a school girlish gigglefit, "But this ain't no tourist town..."

Trevor: "It ain't? Well then, I don't know if I should feel too bad about your curves giving me a nice want for you. Do you?" I said to her.

Hawk: "Hell, aight," I say, my composure regained, "Ah may look, hell, be soft...." I place a hand on my revolver in its sling, "But in this town, y'gotta be quick, or y'gotta be quiet, or y'gonna be dead. Fortunately, your tale has spoken to me, and ah feel entitled to making sure yah don't piss nobody else off." I wink at you, "And the flattery didn't hurt either."

Trevor takes a look at her revolver as Hawk placed a hand on it, and I must say, I was kinda intimidated. "Oh. Guess not. So you are soft? In flesh, maybe, but in personality? Judging by that pistol, nope." After my little statement, I had an idea. "Say, speaking of soft in flesh... And I don't wanna 'piss people off' in public.."

Hawk: I smile warmly and place a hand on your leg, leaning in, the chair groaning as I do so. "Course, a bit o'... private... correspondence might be helpful... what kinda hellhole you find here to spend a little vacation time anyways?"

Trevor: "Dunno. Should've searched 'tourist towns' on Google before I had the chance. Oh well. I get to have some private time with Hawk~"

Hawk: "How did y'hear about me anyways? Ah didn't believe tales of my exploits spread too far and wide...."

Trevor: "Just came to the saloon and heard about you here. So you're quite the fliratious, fearsome, skilled, attractive Hawk~?" I said, wanting to lead her to the back room of the saloon where the people might not find us here.

Hawk: "Heh," I say with a scoff, "The ol boys would spout nonsense like that about me. I ain't that impressive, just good aim and bad impulse control..."

Trevor: "Ah? But I've been hearing more and more talk about you." I lean towards Hawk, with a hand moving almost towards her arm. "That you're VERY soft in flesh. In fact, if I rub you..."

Hawk: "Mmmm..." I purr, "What do they say about rubbing me, hon?"

Trevor: "Dunno... you'd feel like a marshmallow. May I test?"

Hawk: "Oh ohoh~" I tease, "Just a moment." I turn to the barkeep, and he smiles and nods at me. I grab you by the hand, and lead you to the back room. I plop down on the large bed, my ass almost filling it up on it's own, and lean back, letting my exposed stomach pile in my lap. "Give'er a shot~"

Trevor cracks my joints and knuckles and leaps onto the bed with her, crawling towards Hawk and rubbing my hands through her body, letting them go to her breasts. Among the caressing, I got a quick glance at her cute face, which had a scar running across it on the right side, and she had quite a plump lip. "Damn~"

Hawk: "Sugah, flattery will get you everywhere~" I say, pulling at the roped holding my top together, allowing the fabric to lose and fall asunder, leaving me in an orange strapless bra along with mypants and chaps

Trevor whistled at what I was seeing. "You're beautiful~" My finger traces around her bottomlip, letting it wobble and jiggle at will.

Hawk: I hold your hand that was rubbing my lip between my plump fingers, and draw you in close for a deep kiss

Trevor shut my eyes slowly as Hawk kissed me. This prompted me to continue rubbing all over her, mostly her huge butt.

Hawk: I pull back, and look into your eyes, and give a soft smile. I push you back, and stand up. I remove my chaps and holster, hanging them on the bed frame. Only my bra, panties, and eyepatch cover me now. I push you onto the bed, and straddle you with my enormous thighs

Trevor As you push me onto the bed with your thighs, there I was, giving a rub of those mountains of thigh fat. "Mama mia~ Y'could've been a model, babe~ May I feel your lip some more?"

Hawk: "Course!" I say with a smile, and lean into you, my bloated stomach and massive breasts swallowing up your comparatively tiny frame.

Trevor had his finger trace all over her plump lip horizontally, then I pressed it down slightly before releasing it, making it bounce back up at high speed. "Damn~ So jiggly."

Hawk: "Hehe, it ain't the only thing!" I say, and wiggle my body back and forth, sending ripples through out my entire form, shaking the entire bedframe

Trevor: "Damn~!" Was all I could say after seeing Hawk's body jiggle like an earthquake. Then my hands continue to caress her thighs.

Hawk: I lean down and bring you in for another deep kiss. "Anythin' else they say bout good ol Hawk?"

Trevor: "That you have a nice, jiggly lip. And some big, packin' thighs!" And I was caressin' them like no tomorrow!

Hawk: "Well ain't that the truth~" I grin.