Rodeo Girl - Sex Stories

Rodeo Girl

... beautiful iridescent fabrics. He had clearly had the maid busy while we were out because the bed was made with warmed black satin sheets and subtly scented with perfume. Two large candles on either side provided a beautiful warm glow and a sexy sandalwood fragrance while the strains of Vivaldi filled the air from some hidden speakers.

I pulled him towards the end of the bed and unclipped his bow tie before slowly unbuttoning his shirt. He was not as toned as Rob, and nowhere near as hairy, but I loved it as I ran my hands over his pecs. I undid his cuffs as I placed kisses all round his nipples and then eased his shirt off his shoulders. I sat down on the end of the bed and unzipped him, gently easing him out so I could take his awaiting hardness straight into my mouth. As I rolled my tongue around him I undid his shoes and pulled off his socks while he steadied himself with his hands firmly on my shoulders. I could feel his heat grow and sensed he was near and pulled myself back hoping I was not too late, but as I went to unbuckle his pants I felt a spurt land on my nose and quickly enveloped him, drinking down his seed as he shook before me, still steadying himself on my shoulders.

He lifted me up and kissed me, his tongue exploring and clearly enjoying the taste of his own cum. I pushed him back gently lifting my dress over my head but not before noticing a semen stain on the front that I would need to deal with later - it almost destroyed the moment - I was such a ...

... girl! I was wearing my white bikini with the neck strap tied behind my back rather than over my neck, a bit like a bandeau bra, so it didn't show. I could get away with it as, after all, I had nothing much to support! He just sighed as he admired the sexy girl that stood before him and, just like the violinists that were reaching a crescendo, he urgently pulled at my bows and strings until I stood naked before him.

I let my hair down as I flopped onto the bed, shaking it free and shuffling back across the sheets. He crawled over to me and reached down to produce a bottle of lubricant and a condom from the side of the bed. He placed the condom on my straining cock and used his lips to push it right down. He didn't even need to pause as his nose hit my tummy and I knew the condom was in place. He straddled me, rubbing the cream over my expectant erection and into his hole, before taking me in. It dawned on me that I had never topped a guy, not that I felt I was really topping, I was just making love. His ass felt good. Tight and hot. As I came, I remember thinking that this may be a first, but it definitely should not be the last! I was right. The next morning he wanted me to fuck him properly and I positioned myself with his legs over my shoulders. I have to confess that it did feel a bit odd and I struggled at first. This will sound a bit crazy, but it felt wrong in my head because I felt like I was doing the fucking, that I was using him. I had conditioned myself for so ...