Novel & Cerita Cowboy Sex Gif

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.

Pissed mainly at that flutter in his stomach when she said she'd come back later—a feeling that wasn't fear, but rather, anticipation? "Shit," he grumbled into the pillow, burying his face in it. Serenity Creek had turned into a minefield, and he, Ethan Callahan, the toughest cowboy in the county, was stepping on all the bombs. And the nurse with the brown eyes was the biggest one.

A low moan came from him, but his wasn't the only rapid breathing. Taking a look to her left, she saw Parker stroking his cock, a glazed look on his face. How decadent. A peek to the other side saw Gavin doing the same. "I think we should see how good she is while distracted," said her blond cowboy. The bed dipped as he moved behind her. Warm breath fluttered across her nether lips, and liquid heat pooled in her cleft. She bobbed her head, excitement filling her as she waited for the first touch. The mouth behind her teased, though, placing butterfly kisses on her inner thighs, blowing humidly onto her sex. It so distracted her that, when a hot mouth latched onto one of her hanging breasts,

Vibes was fairly crowded with college kids and had a terrible live band. After an hour of the crowd and the poor music they decided to try Cowgurl Up. It's of course a cowboy country music type bar. It had decent music and a fairly large crowd. The girls joined in a couple of line dances, they laughed and tried to copy the moves. A couple of guys tried to help teach them the moves. They're laughing hard and having a good time. The girls are half drunk. Kim accidentally bumped into a tall gorgeous well-built cowboy. He’s very muscular and drool worthy.

"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.

I liked cowgirl a lot and so I rode him like my life depended on it. Noticing I was getting tired, while he just laid there with his eyes closed, undecided if he'd want to join in or not. I sat up straight and started bouncing on his cock. Intermittently switching between bouncing on him and grinding. I realized I prefered the grinding, as it took him to new depth, giving me new heights of pleasure.

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.

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.