Cowboy Sex Gif Novels & Stories

A rush of excitement floods through my veins and heat loads in my core. I breathe labored breath as he holds my hips and drags me closer, saying. “You’re gonna be daddy’s cowgirl, kid.” I nod and swallow, readying myself for the ride. At my nod and with his hands still gripping me tightly, he makes sink onto his dick in a reverse cowgirl position. Mindlessly, I throw my head backward, my eyes skyward as I squeak and sigh. The feel of his cock around me is so drugging. I feel woozy. Drunk on daddy’s sweet cock.

She glanced over at the bound cowboy, who was fighting against his restraints, his cock still hard as a railroad spike, yet, telltale wetness spread across his belly. The blond man stumbled back as the dark-haired cowboy rose to his feet. A sexy, secret smile, followed by a gentle touch of the blond’s hands. Then they exchanged a sinuous full-body hug, cock to cock, their hands stroking, caressing sweaty, bared skin as they shared a hot, long soul kiss. Sweat trickled between her breasts and her nipples tingled as if they were touching her. After they reluctantly broke apart, exchanging soft murmurs and soft laughter, they moved toward the bound cowboy as one unit.

He’s very muscular and drool worthy. “Oh, my bad I'm a little buzzed here cowboy,” Kim laughed. “How do you know my name have we met before?” Cowboy asked. “Ah no I just call guys who wear cowboy hats, cowboy, when I don't know their name.” Kim replied. “Well lucky guess. My name is Cowboy, and this here is my friend Smokey,” Cowboy introduced. “Where's the bandit?” Raine asked laughing. “Ha ha good one, like I haven’t heard that before,” Smokey fake laughed.

"Oh, f*ck! You really have a greedy c*nt, babe! " Kastor said as our hands were intertwined, and I was bouncing on top of him. I'm riding him fast, like a cowgirl riding a horse. I was so turned on, and I wanted him inside me. It felt so good to have his shaft rubbing against my p*ssy walls, and as I went down, he always hit my g-spot. My head was raised, and I was moaning as I quickly moved up and down on his pole. I've come several times already, but I still crave him.

he was still speaking when I climbed on him and lowered my aching sex on his cock that stood at attention and was ready to serve. I couldn't quite remember who, but someone did advise me that Alpha Xavier wanted his girls to be very forward and wide, so he'll have to forgive me if I'm just finally understanding how to see that through. I leaned forward and kissed him for a while before I started rocking my hips back and forth. I liked cowgirl a lot and so I rode him like my life depended on it.

Now can we get back to doing the nasty? You know how to turn a woman on. Oh yes, big daddy make me feel like a woman again. Yes, move it all around that is my spot right there. He keeps thrusting into me until I am ready to explode. Next, thing I am riding in the reverse cowgirl position. Might I say that riding him is fun? Oh yes, baby ride my dick he says. I keep going until I feel him shudder in release into the condom.

He had to admit this place wasn't as bad as he'd expected. He let his gaze wander around the shop, taking in things he hadn't really noticed yesterday. The artwork on the walls, for instance. Yesterday, they had been blurs of color. Today, he realized they were great examples of contemporary Western art. The style was very distinctive and arresting. Someone had lovingly painted a magnificent stallion, a small herd of horses galloping across a pasture, a tired cowboy at the end of a long day, and other similar scenes. Whoever this was might have come from Montana like he had, because the essence of the cowboy had been captured perfectly.

His hand pinned her head in the bed,but he wasn't going all the way,he wanted to flex his monster cock against,grinding against her butt,in a way that made Angela question if he had any bone in that waist. He certainly body rolls more than her and he is hitting the spot! She could feel a small sensation of wetness gradually becoming a flood in her core as he continued his cowboy move on her.

As I added more lube to my dick, he grinned, putting his boots back on, "Cowboys always fuck with their boots on...don't they?" A hung cowboy wearing only boots in a hayloft was a tired movie plot, but it was hot as fuck. I smirked, looking into those sparkling brown eyes, "I don't know, but they're sexy as fuck on you...wouldn't be the same without'm." Watching his big dick bob around was mesmerizing, but I anxiously bent him over and pushed my fingers inside. When he started flexing around them, I grinned, "Guess that means you're ready."

“Wow.” “Not another word!” I warned and he held his lips together. I positioned myself, shifting my underwear to the side and sitting on his cock. “Ooh… fuck!” I let out a groan as I felt his full length go deep inside me. I placed my hands on his chest and began to ride him in the cowgirl position. I worked the angles in the way that pushed me closer to climax, grinding on his cock with a controlled tempo. I felt him squeeze my boobs, they were hanging right over his face. I closed my eyes and humped faster, soon I let out a piercing scream, my fluid flowing down his cock.