A flash of sunlight on metal.

An explosion.

Her gut on fire.

‘What happened. How did I get here?’ she thought, lying on her side in the dusty street of this small western town, hot lead burrowed deep in her belly.

She could feel the warmth of the blood oozing from her wound as her life drained away. She could see her blood oozing between her gloved fingers pressed to the wound.

She also felt the load of warm sperm leaking from her pussy. Her pussy that had minutes before exploded in a shattering orgasm. From her asshole his second wad of hot cum was draining. She was so full of his hot white juice.

Thinking back she remembered her body still moist with the sweat and how it resisted her getting dressed. Her tight fringed leather jeans that molded to her legs and ass had been hard to pull on over her satisfied body, as had her leather shirt. All difficult to put on because she was still damp from being fucked. The rich aroma of the leather mixing with heady smell of sex. She was glad that she didn’t have to pull on her thin skintight gloves because she wore them during their lovemaking. He loved to have his cock worked with leather. The black gloves she wore looked so sexy against the hard white flesh of his cock. Afterwards the gloves always smelled of his cum and her pussy. But then she liked leather with her fucking so they were a good match. Her lover told her how sexy she looked in her head to toe black leather as she tightened the lacing on the back of her thigh high soft leather custom boots and buckled on her double rig, tying it down to the leather on her legs. Her lover carefully strapping her silver spurs at heels of her high boots.

He always remarked that a pair of Colt 44’s was too much gun for a woman. But she was big, 5’ 10” and 135lbs of soft curves and hard muscle. She liked the size and heft of the twin Colts in their black leather double rig, she strapped low on her hips and tied down to her thighs. She loved them also because she knew when she hit her target it wouldn’t be getting up again.

“Don’t worry baby you know I know how to use them” she said drawing the palm of her gloved hand under his heavy balls as he stood naked before her.

A wicked sight this women in black leather from the waist down with a double gun rig strapped to her hips. Her leather shirt open exposing her breasts with their big hard nipples. A naked man putty in the gloved hand at this crotch.

“Oh” he moaned feeling her soft hide covered hand rake over his heavy nuts.

“Still got something in there for me? She remarked watching how her actions were causing his cock to stiffen and grow. She could feel the weight of his heavy nuts in her black gloved hand as she rolled them. Quickly she pulled hard on his hanging sack, knowing that he loved it. Her black leather gloves contrasting with his pale flesh.

“Oh fuck yes, you bitch” he moaned.

“Ready for a third round and me nearly dressed, what a shame” she said as she continued to roll his nuts in one hand as she stroked his hardening cock with the leather of her other.

She could smell his sex. His hot cock gave off the aroma her pussy and ass mixing with his cum. He had such big balls. She loved to feel the size and the weight of them in her hand and she knew how much he liked the way she treated them. His cock was nice and big also as her twin holes could attest, being still stretched and swollen from allowing his big meat entrance. Especially her ass. No matter how many times he had taken her asshole she still had trouble taking his entry into her dark hole. His cock was so big and the mushroom head of his meat made it necessary for her tight hole to stretch so much. Now as she worked her leather magic on him she could feel her asshole twitch and ache as it tried to come back to its original size.

“Maybe this still needs emptying? Maybe some nice soft black leather on your big prick will give me your hot juice.” She whispered as she felt his cock grow bigger and harder and his nuts tighten.

She looked at her handiwork. One gloved hand cupped his big hair covered sack of nuts. Her other black leather hand working the long thick shaft of his cock, sliding over the thick veins and tugging at his broad mushroomed head.

“Yes, another load of juice for my leather bitch” he moaned.

He continued to groan his agreement to this powerful women in black leather who was driving him crazy with the touch of soft leather on his cock.

“Nice meat” she growled “Give me hot sperm, cowboy, feel my leather on your balls” as she grabbed his sack and used her middle finger to test the entrance to his ass.

“Feel that leather up your hot ass, I going to suck this cock dry” she growled. She could feel the heat of his ass through the thin leather of her glove.

Now she was on her knees with her face in his crotch. The glistening black hide stroked his long fat cock, tracing the thick veins. She could smell him, a strong male smell and loved it mixing with her leather. Leather now damp from his dripping cock.

‘Hot, soft, hard, salty’ she thought.

‘Oh god it so good the smell of his cock and leather’ as her lips took in the hot meat of his cock. She slide it into her mouth and throat until she reached her leather fist that at the base of his prick.

“Yes fuck me you leather bitch, fuck me” he moaned.

“Ahh that’s so good, I am so full of cum, I love leather on my cock.

Ohhh yes, yes I am cumming, grab my nuts, Bitch, fuck me!

She complied by squeezing and pulling on his nuts with her gloved hand feeling his heat through her leather. Working her gloved hand up and down the length of his thick hard shaft, she could taste the first oozing of the clear fluid he made just before he would cum.

“Uh, god your so big your choking me” she coughed and then licked the tip of his cock with her tongue to taste the salty fluid and drink in the rich aroma.

“Yes stud, your ready, your dripping on my leather, my leather is wet with your juice. I want your hot sperm!” she growled working her hand faster up and down the length of his cock.

“OHH FUCK YES!!! I AM GOING TO CUM ALL OVER YOUR FUCKING BLACK LEATHER - I CUMM…MMM..ING!!!” he cried.

She felt the heavy throbs of his cock in her hand and as a thick stream of white sticky cum spat against her face. It was hot. Three more times he shot powerful streams of cum striking her again on the chin and on her tits and open leather shirt, finally he last two spurts dribbled into her cupped gloved hand.

“Oh Yes, Yes that was good” he said.

“Yes it was, you bad ass cowboy. Look at all that spunk you let loose and I thought fucking me had drained your cock” she said as she used her gloved hands to clean up the wads of his cum. Bringing the warm male juice with it rich aroma and salty male taste to her lips, she licked her gloves clean.

“You still had a lot in you!” she remarked.

“But I have to leave and I am sure that you don’t have anymore of that in you. Well at least not for a while” she said heading for the door while she tied her leather shirt closed.

She had to leave him. There was a need.

Now only minutes later it was at the stable getting her horse that she heard a deep voice call her.

“You bitch”

She heard and turned.

“Pull leather” the voice growled.

Whoever this voice was he was calling her out.

She reacted instinctively, turning to face him and moving her gloved hands to the ready over the butts of her big Colt 44’s.

“I got no fight with you!” she called turning to face him.

He somehow looked familiar but she couldn’t be certain, the was sun in her eyes.

She faced a disheveled cowboy with a heavy growth of beard with his hand hung ominously over his gun.

“Look, I got no quarrel with you. I don’t want to kill you” she said feeling from the look of him that he was just some drunk who didn’t know what he was in for. She stood looking at him tightening her gloves.

“I got one with you bitch” he growled back moving into position with his hand ready to draw.

She took a stance to draw. Her black gloved hands hovering over the white handles of her pistols. Sweat beading on her breasts was absorbed by her tight leather shirt. She could smell her excitement mixing with the juices of her recent fucking and the leather.

‘I’ll kill him where he stands, I blow hole in his sorry looking body’ she thought standing tall in head to toe black leather this bitch looked like a stone killer.

“Are you ready to go to hell !” he shouted.

She knew she was fast, really fast, as so many had already found out to their peril.

‘I’ll blow a hole in you and you be dead for nothing’ she called out.

That’s when he drew.

With a steady gaze at her adversary, her gloved hand grabbed the butt of her right pistol.

Cleared leather.

The gloved palm of her left hand fanning back the hammer.

‘Click’ she heard.

Then she was hit with icy terror ‘This no name cowboy was faster’ she thought in panic.

He had cleared leather and fired just as she started to pull the trigger. Her leather finger pressing the trigger when she hear the shot and felt the lead pierce her.

Hot lead dug deep into her soft flesh. She spun on her boot heel, a pirouette in black leather. Her flat brimmed hat flying from her head The long fringe on the arms and shoulders of her tight black leather shirt danced in wild frenzy as her arms flew up from the impact of the slug.

Falling to her booted knees she looked down as the hole in her gut. An ugly hole in her torn leather.

She looked up at the roughly dressed man who just killed her. The pain causing her to fall to the ground.

Now instead of her standing proud over one of her victims she lay crumpled and bleeding in her leathers . ‘I’m to young to die, I don’t want to die, but it hurts so bad’ she thought.

She had rolled to her side watching him approach. Her black leather now covered in the dust from the street. Her legs moved her booted feet, she could feel her silver spurs digging into the dirt but she could not get up.

‘Oh shit it hurts’ she thought as the pain broke her stream of thought.

She felt the heel of his boot press into her leather encased breast and push her to her back.

She could still feel the soft leather of her gloved right hand gripping the butt of her gun. A gun, at the end of her right arm now pressed helpless under his boot.

Her warm leather soaked from sex and sweat.

The high sun nearly blinded her as she lay face up, the heat helping to warm her as grew cold.

The pain subsided and now she just felt a dull ache and the wet.

‘How could I get fucked and dead in 10 minutes’ she wondered.

“Why ?” she asked in a choked voice as the man who murdered her stood over her.

“Bitch you needed killing” he said.

“I’ve never laid eyes on you, WHY?” she gasped.

“Frank” was all he said and she knew she was really going to die.

Her mind recalled how her lovers hands had run all up and down her leather body just those few minutes ago. ‘Fucking hot leather bitch, your black leather and sliver spurs’ the lover said thrusting a hand to her wet crotch, pushing the soft hide into her moist pussy. How her leather made his cock so hard and ready. That wonderful big hard cock that had stretched her cunt and nearly split her ass with its size.

Again pain interrupted her thoughts.

‘Lie there and die bitch, how does it feel? Give my regards to hell - whore! Lay there and die in your leather’ the man growled as she felt his booted foot press harder against her gloved hand that held the her gun.

Her throat clogged with the salty taste of her blood.

The wound in her stomach oozed more warm life as she felt her lovers juices draining from her pussy and ass. ‘So wet’ she thought, ‘the gunshot, my cunt, my asshole, sweat, dying is so wet !’ she thought.

With a last bit of strength she felt her free left hand. Slowly she moved her fingers in the glove that encased it. Then as quickly she could, she moved it to the stock of her other Colt and started to clear leather. Her gloved hand gripping the handle and the leather of her thumb pulled back the hammer.

His eye had caught sight of her free hand. As if in slow motion he watched her black gloved hand move to the butt of her pistol and pull it free. Watched as she struggled to lift and cock the heavy revolver. Her leather covered hand gripping the butt as the thumb moved to the hammer.

‘NO chance!, you leather bitch!’ he growled seeing her with the gun clear of its holster but not yet pointed at him.

‘Have some more lead, whore’ he said looking down at this bitch, head to toe in the tightest black leather he ever saw.

He looked her in the eyes taking in her pretty face now contorted with pain and her large breasts that strained against the leather of her shirt. Just for a second he thought ‘What a shame I didn’t fuck this leather whore’ but in that split second he realized that he lost attention to her free hand that was raising to point its cargo at him.

With his pistol pointed at her he fired again, the second slug tearing another hole in her gut next to the first. Her leather covered body bouncing in the dust at the impact of the hot metal ripping completely through her soft flesh of her body. She lay in the street in black leather, her arms spread wide holding her guns, her gut with two ugly red holes.

Now in the instant before darkness closed on her, she was certain of her fate but one last question remained ‘How did I get here…….’