Cowgirl Quotes Novels & Stories

“Sovereign is the best; no cowboy has ever been able to stay on him.” “But you can't say the same for a cowgirl, since I managed it.” He closes his face more and I widen my smile. “Don't torture yourself, I am sure the other competitors gave it their all, it just wasn't enough, because there are things that only us women can do. I remember how he said that rodeo is no place for women. “Anyway, sir, where's my prize?”

“Sorry ma’am, Colton didn’t tell me this room was in use.” “It’s okay. I’m not ashamed.” He blinked, as though realizing I could talk. “Right. Uh, may I ask who you are?” “I’m Vanessa. You might not know me. I have a question for you though.” I took confident strides toward the door. “Is it true what they say? Wear the hat, ride the cowboy? Or is it save a horse, ride a cowboy? I've always been curious.” His jaw loosens, and he gives me a smirk the moment he regains his composure. “You plan on riding my brother?”

Standing on the poles, the cowboys would climb on the bulls' backs and shout ‘Open’. We watched as the cowboys tried to stay on the bulls. We were shouting and clapping. We both had our favorite. “No, stay, No..No” I was shouting at one that almost made it. Candice and I laughed and then turned our attention to the next cowboy. There were different types of things they did and we enjoyed them all. Enjoying the relaxed time. Enjoyed my friend that I never really had because of not staying too long in one place. Everywhere there were people walking and couples sitting whispering something in each other’s ears. Why is it that everyone has someone they “love”. The guy that holds the girl tightly

"Now, I know you disrespectful pricks are not true cowboys because once a woman says no it's no. I will let you have this final warning come near us again the rest of you will get the same treatment." I let go and the guy dropped and I watched his buddies drag him off. One of the cowboys walked up to me and smiles "so, would you like to dance."

Girl, you can cut 'em but you don't know how to stop your own damn horse? I laughed and said, "You only gave me lesson number one, and that's how to cut them out. You didn't tell me how to stop my horse when I finished the job." Snake butted in and asked, "Ain't ya ever watched any western movies girl?" "Since I've been here on this ranch, I want both of you to think about how many times I've let you guys look between my naked legs and get a close-up view of my pussy. Now, think hard guys, do I look like the kind of person who would be interested in western movies or barbie dolls and romance movies. Come on guys, that's NOT a trick question."

She sighed. “The cowboy said despicable things to you. I know. But, I believe those things were said out of shock and anger at what you two had lost. He took it out on you because you were the one that . . . witnessed it all,” he said as he kneaded her shoulders. “You don’t know him. He always says what he means,” Jodi whined and pouted. “You didn’t see his face after you left. It was like . . . he realized that he had made the biggest mistake of his life.”

“Wait, did he give you that heater? No, wait, that's from the outsiders. What do cowboys call their revolvers? Pops?” The security guards drew closer as Tyler stared at Daniel like he was an alien speaking another language. “Who's a cowboy?” Tyler demanded weakly. “Why do you keep asking me these questions?” "I don't know, Tee. You seem like a fascinating character. I've always been intrigued by the 1800s, and you strike me as the perfect person to shed some light on that era. Did you ever journey along the Oregon Trail? I've heard tales of the devastating dysentery that plagued travelers. And if your wagon's axle snapped, that was pretty much it, wasn't it? A broken axle meant certain doom.

“Just like a real cowgirl.” She beamed down at me, her cheeks flushed with pride. “Can Mommy see?” “She’s watching you,” I promised. “She’s also proud of you.” “Can I get a cowgirl hat?” “Of course, baby. Whatever you want.” We rode for only twenty minutes. By the end, Nyla was sitting taller, her fear replaced by pure joy. Before she finally dismounted, she hugged Buttercup’s neck and whispered, “Thank you for being nice to me.”

“We count as cowboys, right?” Jenni looks over at us and smiles. “All you have to do is wear a cowboy hat, and it magically makes you a cowboy. Didn’t you know that?” I laugh. “Well, technically, a cowboy is someone who rides in a rodeo or works at a ranch herding cattle. But we’ve gotten a little looser with the terminology over the years. But all good cowboys are kind to others and work hard. We can get the job done, no matter how hard it may be.”

I short blonde girl walked by wearing a black cowboy hat and I smiled at her and gave her a wink, she stopped dead in her track and looked me up and down, “howdy, good looking, need a dance?” I chuckled, “only with a pretty filly like you,” yea, I’m back and I’m more than ready to be.