Cowboy Sex Stories นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I say, the words falling past my lips as my head tips back, the top of my head banging against the glass with every thrust and push. He steps back and turns us again, sitting on the bed and swinging his legs out so that I can ride him. I readjust myself to straddle his hips, then sink onto him. “There you go,” he says. “Give me those tits.” I lean forward into his outstretched hands, letting him hold me up as I ride. “You’re so fucking tight and hot for me,” he says. “Taking my cock like it’s the best fucking thing you’ve ever had.”

He twisted beneath the men’s ministrations and the ropes, yet his cowboy hat remained in place, covering his face. Laughing, the two men abandoned the bound cowboy. The dark-haired man hooked his arm around the blond’s neck and yanked him close. They fell on each other like long lost lovers. Hard male body slid against another hard male body. Cowboy hats hit the dirt as hungry mouths met in a ravenous kiss. The sounds of heavy breathing and of rough hands caressing even rougher skin echoed as the pungent musk of animals and sex hung in the air. Macie’s panties grew damp. She felt like a pervert but she couldn’t make herself flee the sexy scene. There was something electrifying about three st

He rubbed the cock simultaneously as he used his mouth. Nath began to shake. “I'm coming, Lyle. I'm coming,” He pulled Lyle's head back with his hair and ordered, “Open wide.” Lyle opened his mouth and a torrent of cum flooded it. Nath sighed. Hands down, this man on man sex was one of the best sex he had ever had and he was not stooping anytime soon. Lyle was his for the continuous taking.

Cassandra gasps as Willy, one of the oldest here, tells stories of his glory days. “Ask him how many ribs he’s missing,” I whisper to her, and her eyes widen in shock. “Four,” Willy says and holds up as many fingers. “Had them punched clean out of me.” “You’re lying,” she says with a laugh, and the sound of it heats my body from the inside out. “I’d never lie to a pretty woman,” Willy says, and his best friend George scoffs. “That’s the first person you’re lying to,” George says. “Don’t believe a word he says. But if you want to talk about real injuries, let me tell you about the time I dislocated both my hips and still won my fight.”

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 sighed and said, “Don’t you dare tell mom and dad.” “What are you doing and why is it a secret?” Jacob asked in a gruff voice. “Calm down dude, it's nothing that bad.” Corbin stirred in his sleep and opened his eyes lazily to look around and out the window. That didn’t last long. “That bad?” Jacob asked in irritation. I huffed and said, “I’m following the rodeo circuit through some of the western states. I’ve been riding broncs and some bulls, but it’s nothing like riding these damn cowgirls that follow me around.”