Novel & Cerita Cowboy Sex Stories

I held his gaze, and this time, anger bubbled in my heart. "You're a coward," I said. "You probably use sex to control people because you're afraid of actually letting anyone in, then you call it a moment of pleasure because you're too scared to admit you felt something." His grip tightened. "You don't know what you're talking about. I know you want me." "Don't I?" A cold smile formed on my lips. "What's wrong, Dominic? Don't like a pussy that says no?" His eyes darkened.

Lena was getting the same treatment right next to me — two cocks stretching her holes while she moaned like a pornstar. We switched again. They put both of us on our knees facing each other. Guys stood around us in a circle, jerking their cocks. We made out sloppily, swapping cum with our tongues while they stroked. Then they started cumming again — hot ropes landing on our faces, tits, hair, and tongues. We were a complete mess. The night blurred into a nonstop filthy fuckfest. At one point they had me riding Jake reverse cowgirl while Lena sat on his face. I was bouncing hard on his thick cock when another guy pushed into my ass.

This story is quite a long one, and it takes a while to get to the sex, but when you do there is quite a lot of it. It covers a lot of different acts, but does not get any more 'wild' than anal sex. The story could fit into many categories, but this is probably the best fit for it. The setting is Australia, and there are some references to the local 'Australian Rules' football code. If there is any of this that you find confusing please make a public comment and I will try to explain it for everyone.

I dived into my bed with the magazine. “Just what I needed.” I muttered, I was very horny, but I tried to fight the thoughts that were coming to my mind, but the magazine in front of me wasn't helping matters. "Fuck it," I muttered, carefully scanning the magazine. It was a sex and foreplay guide. My eyes nearly popped off at the next picture. A man was sucking off the breasts of a woman who was obviously enjoying herself. I felt a rush to my pussy. I instantly knew had to do this before I completely lost my mind.

My legs trembled, but he didn’t stop, thrusting faster, his breath hot and ragged against my ear. “Goddamn, you’re so wet,” he grunted, his hands bruising my hips. He kept going, his cock sliding in and out, slick with my juices, and I knew he was close, his thrusts getting harder, more desperate. The room smelled like sex, the couch creaking under us, and I never wanted it to end.

I thumb her while she grinds, and she cums two more times before I flip her and finish inside her this time, no condom, deep, both of us too far gone to care. We fuck all weekend. Shower sex on Saturday morning, I her pressed against the tiles, my hands full of soap, her boobs wet. We had rough sex on the Kitchen counter Saturday night, she bends over while making sandwiches, and I bang her from behind, laughing when mustard ends up on both of us. And on the Couch Sunday afternoon, slow and sweet, she sat on my cock kissing me tenderly while I play with her hair, slowly grinding, whining her waist, twerking dick.

I was dangerously close. My back arched off the bed, two fingers buried deep inside my soaked pussy as I read the filthiest part of the story — the part where the two older men had the girl pinned between them, stretching both her holes while calling her their perfect little whore. “That’s it, baby. Take both our cocks like a good girl.” My thighs started shaking. I was right there… when my mother’s voice suddenly cut through the door. “Serena! Dinner!”

Then he took my hand and led me to a large mat near the center of the room. All around us, couples were already tangled. A plus-sized woman rode a bald man in the corner, her tits bouncing as she rode him. On my left, two men were grunting behind a woman on all fours to my left. And the air quickly filled with sweat, moans and the wet sound of bodies slapping together. Desmond laid me down on the mat and his body towered over mine. His cock was already hard… straining against his pants. Then he pulled them down and I gasped.

He groaned. I began laughing so hard after reading what nerdy has written in one of her stories, where she used my photo as the cover. “No wonder, that woman is really a virgin. Hahaha!” I was inside my room and it was past half-past ten already. I couldn’t sleep, that’s why I decided to read one of her story. And I just realized how all of her stories, aside from they all have lame sex scenes, they were almost all about secret love. I mean, about one-sided love.

“There’s a book section over there. Let’s find you a nice steamy one.” She heads off towards an area of the store and I slowly follow her to a wall of books with scantly clad people on them. “Why are most of them cowboys or cops?” “Handcuffs and ropes,” she says easily and quickly. She pulls out a cowboy one and hands it to me before scanning the rest. “What’s it about?” I ask as I turn the book over.