Her Rodeo, His Ride

Just for fun, I changed it up a little. Giving some props to my men. 😉

“I know we just met and all, but I feel like I can ask a favor from you,” the flashy blonde bombshell I’d been chatting up for the last two hours whispered my way. I cocked my eye brow up, silently questioning for more information without agreeing to anything. She had already drained me of nearly a hundred dollars with those coconut rums she downed during our time together. “I’d like for you to take me home tonight and fuck me senseless.”

I sputtered my sip of whiskey when she stated so forwardly what she wanted from me. Needless to say I was beyond shocked. Of course that was the reason for my generous drink buying, but a woman like her, all long legs and big boobs in a short, tight halter dress and heels sky high, never goes for a man like me, tall, husky, and fashionably retarded.

Her eyes beseeched me as I pondered the rather decent, indecent proposal. I couldn’t really believe she just asked it and thought about asking for clarification, but then figured to hell with it and grabbed her hand, pushing our way out of the crowded bar.

My bike was sitting near the entrance, all chrome and leather. When I fitted the helmet over her head, she simply grinned and hiked her ridiculously short skirt half up her plump ass and straddled the seat. My cock was already aware of her body, but he wanted a front row seat to that party, pushing against the wall that trapped him.

I settled down in front of her and fired up the Harley. Turning my head toward her, I hollered for her to hold on tight. We didn’t have far to go, but I’d be damned if I was leaving my baby at the bar just for some pussy, no matter how hot.

Her hands didn’t stay wrapped around my chest long, but searched down my torso to the bulge in my jeans. She began rubbing him in long, strong strokes. I was beyond glad to park and jump off my bike. She didn’t even attempt to be lady-like getting off the back. She even went as far as running her fingers across her wet panties while her legs were still separated.

I offered my hand to her and pulled her toward me on my way up the stairs to my Brownstone. Once we entered the foyer though, her countenance changed slightly. She pulled my hand and slammed her body against mine, pushing me toward the wall, attacking my mouth. Her hands were already roaming down to my jeans and accurately, dexteriously releasing my already erect cock.

Since she was so studiously divesting me, I returned the favor and quickly unzipped what very little she had on. The dress dropped and she side stepped it as she walked away to the openness of the living room. My cock had taken the lead and dragged me behind her cute ass, something I’ve never beheld before. She leaned against the back of the couch and opened her legs for me.

I stood right against her body, my body pushing against hers. I wanted her, but I could already tell, this was her rodeo. She placed her hands on either side of my ass and gripped roughly, yanking me even closer. Her hands slid around my waist and firmly grabbed my aching cock. The pressure was divine. She slowly started to rub me, making me lengthen more and fill her hands to overly full.

She shared a wicked grin and fell to her knees right there in the middle of my living room, opened her mouth and lapped me right in. I couldn’t believe she could fit almost all of me down her throat. Most women could only go half way. She expertly used all; her tongue, lips, teeth, and hands to manually set me on fire. I wrapped my hands in her hair and gently guided her to the pace I wanted and she obliged by moaning around my pulsating dick. She wanted my cum in her mouth. She patiently mouth fucked me until I picked up the tempo, and then with a pop, she was done and off the floor in one lithe movement.

As she sauntered to the arm chair, she removed her bra and slid her panties down her legs and stepped out of them. She had done this before. She sat in the chair and reclined to one side while one leg was on the floor and the other was draped across the arm, her soaking pussy dripping on my chair. It was an invitation. I leaned down and ran my fingers down her puss and it was as wet as the Serengeti during monsoon season. I dropped and worshiped her between her legs, lapping up her juices, swirling my tongue inside her and up, down, and around her clit. She gripped my hair and placed enough pressure to tell me just like that. I continued like that for a few minutes then placed my fingers inside her, one at a time until I had three snuggled in nice and tight. She began to ride my fingers and mouth her moans got louder the closer she came to orgasm. I tried to pull away before she came, like she did me, but she flexed her fingers tightly in my hair and refused to let me go until she exploded. Her orgasm was strong and very wet, squirting onto my mouth and tongue like a grapefruit.

Once she was back, she leaned forward and tasted herself on my mouth as she pushed me down onto my back on the floor. She straddled my legs and produced a condom, seemingly out of thin air. Later I learned that she had several in her bag that she had placed on the couch after having grabbed it. She placed her nails into my pecs and used a slight pressure to claw her way down my body. It wasn’t painful, but didn’t tickle. It was something so erotic that I couldn’t quite get around it before she had placed me inside her. And oh god damn was she tight. At first, she didn’t go all the way down, but bounced on the tip, getting me so hard, I was sure I would explode before she had even truly begun.

Then she slammed down on me, all the way to the base and swirled her hips, spreading her juices on and around me. She placed her hands on my chest and pressed her nails into me as she moved up and down, slow at first then picking it up. Between her pace, her wetness, and her tightness, I was sure I’d unload quickly. She let her head fall back as she moaned louder letting her carnal instincts take over and she came so hard around me, I had no choice in the matter and blew my load, filling the latex and groaning my satisfaction as she slowed and leaned across my body as the after shocks ravaged her body.

I hope you had as much fun reading as I did writing. Please leave a comment, and as always, happy reading.

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