Rodeo Girl - Sex Stories

Rodeo Girl

... She caressed my buttocks and felt between them, lubricating me as she did. Fearless, I placed my arms against the glass and stared at the moon and city lights as I pushed out my ass ready for her to take me. She pressed her breasts against my back as her hands fondled mine, making me ease back into her more. She gently rocked her hips causing the black monster to rub over my hole making me sigh and moan and wriggle my ass back in encouragement. I felt her pressing at my entrance and knew it was time. I felt her stretching me slowly. I felt the pain increase and squealed slightly as she burst past my seal and that toy entered me, sliding in and stopping. She held that monster in place waiting for me to move and signal that I was OK. My heart was pounding and I waited until I felt accustomed to its presence and the pain had subsided, then pushed back slowly. She responded by pushing slowly into me and I squealed again, but this time it was the overwhelming pleasure of feeling her filling me up. I was gasping as I felt her skin on mine and knew it was all the way in.

We began to find a rhythm, slow at first, then faster. The monster was heavily veined and the faster Karen fucked me the more amazing it felt as the ribbed surface created amazing vibrations inside me. I was groaning in time with her thrusts and finally began to relax. I knew what was next. My legs began to feel weak and the night sky blurred. A sweet fire in my groyne began to spread throughout me as I lost ...

... control. Then I felt it. I leant hard into the window, pressing my face against it as I gasped and shook, cum pouring from my cock and waves of pleasure making me tremble uncontrollably. As I recovered, I looked out at the world and felt so connected with everything. Karen gently pulled out and the cool room air felt soothing on my still throbbing ass. I was like jelly in her hands as she turned me and kissed me with a passion I had never known.

After I had recovered enough to visit the bathroom to freshen up, I returned and was ushered into the kitchen where she had prepared a very original haute cuisine three course 'pizza' meal and served it with a chilled bottle of prosecco. I guess you may have worked out by now that I just love Italian food and especially pizza! The first course was a fresh and crunchy bruschetta on super thin toasted ciabatta with heavily ripe crushed plum tomatoes and fresh basil. The main dish was strips of different types of pizza with a rucola salad and aged balsamic and olive oil. The desert was a very thin vanilla cheesecake prepared in small rounds and covered in sliced fruit so it also looked just like a pizza! She also brought out some iced limoncello to go with it, Karen was so sweet, so imaginative and so naughty! By the time we had finished, we were both quite tipsy and both felt as hot as the room so we just slid onto one of the rugs in front of the window and began to slowly enjoy each other's bodies.

There is nothing quite as fabulous ...