Rodeo Girl - Sex Stories

Rodeo Girl

... long to think like a girl that it seemed I needed to be submissive sexually for it to feel right. I was either a slow sensual love maker, or someone who gave themselves to a man, who relished the rough pounding from a guy like Rob. It was very different being the one in control, giving pleasure by taking it. Fortunately it soon felt so good that all those thoughts disappeared as I lost myself in the moment, giving his ass a really good hammering. He was squealing like a piglet. I came hard, and his limp cock ejaculated too.

We kissed and hugged and even said how wonderful it had been over breakfast. That was not a lie, it had been, but I knew that what I had really wanted was to lie on my back, legs wide apart, and have him fuck me, not the other way round.

We went for a walk and held hands which was nice. Neither of us needed to say anything as we knew that I was the girl expecting him to be the boy, but it was there, and our conversation was a little stilted as a result. Finally he brought up the subject of using the ranch for a mini-series. I was happy to have something else to concentrate on and pleased that we were now on to work. He explained what it would entail and it all sounded very exciting, but I could see it would also be very disruptive. I would need to talk to Eileen and Maureen about how to keep the other parts of the business running, but made sure I sounded enthusiastic and said I would get back to him by the end of next week. He added that there was ...

... a condition. Apparently I had to be in it, at least as an extra. Why not? I laughed, disguising the fact that I had been on tenterhooks waiting for him to suggest it! We also talked about the Rodeo and he mentioned he could get a mechanical bronc and a competition roping rig. He showed me a video of them in action on his phone and I was impressed, it would certainly add a lot to the event.

By early afternoon we said farewell. I had had the most amazing time and, although he was gorgeous and the sex had been good, we knew that there was something missing for both of us and we parted as best friends. He told me about a couple of things he had always wanted to do and I promised to help him fulfil it. It wouldn't be difficult! He said he would work on the photos and send me a link to them.

The drive back was a great opportunity to reflect on what had happened. I had learnt two key things about myself and they were confusing.

Firstly, for whatever reason, it was women that made me most happy sexually. I loved the way they looked, how they smelt and how soft, smooth, beautiful, tender and sensual they were. I loved their faces, their breasts, their legs and all those pretty, sexy clothes and jewellery. I almost forgot the shoes! Long nylon covered legs in strappy heels. Just thinking about women made me warm. I loved their perfume, their hair and their sweet sexy voices. I loved the way they spoke and the things they talked about. But I loved it all so much that the whole ...