Rodeo Girl - Sex Stories

Rodeo Girl

... as slow unhurried sex, but slow unhurried sex in the environment that Karen had created was like a real out-of-body experience. I loved lesbian sex because it was so sensual and much more about giving and loving. Guys could be sensual for sure, but they just did not get it, not like girls. They would kiss too hard, always be in a hurry and expect too much. With girl-on-girl it was just sweet, sentimental, delightful teasing. A girl would keep you on the edge of unbridled joy for hours. Of course I did like a bit of a fuck as well and had loved my pounding by Karen earlier, coming with the most amazing knee trembling orgasm. But once the endorphin rush was over, it all ended far too quickly. I much preferred to take my time, and we certainly did that.

Our mouths were everywhere and we had the most insane soixante-neuf where we edged each other for ages. Karen did eventually ride me, but she adopted this position where she was crouched above me, hands on my chest and feet either side of me. She just jack-hammered herself onto my cock like a machine. I don't know where she got the energy, but it was amazing, and absolutely rivalled my earlier orgasm. She collapsed to one side of me after I came, absolutely exhausted. That was the signal for us to retire to the bedroom, which was also decked out in red satin. The next thing I remember was waking up with Karen's sweet arms draped over me.

I asked what the plan was for the day, not that I was too bothered as I felt like I ...

... was in heaven. She laughed and told me that we were going to go to a studio and do a little filming. I told her that I really wasn't sure if I was ready to be starring in any blue stuff just yet and she just hugged me and told me that a friend of hers was going to film us, and the film was going to be totally just for us like before, but this time a lot more professional. It was just going to be a bit of fun and we would have a sexy keepsake! Knowing that I felt a lot happier and got quite excited as I knew I had some exhibitionist tendencies these days. One part of the excitement of last night's mammoth fucking had been when I was pressed against the window and exposed to the world. I wondered why I liked it, and thought it was probably that I just wanted to show-off how sexy I felt these days, especially since the hormones and implants had worked out so well. It did bother me a bit and I wondered if part of it was about acceptance, but I quickly decided it was a bit more than that. Of course acceptance was important, but I also wanted to be desired and lusted over. It was something I would never have dreamt of as a nerdy boy, but now it was something I could have and, although I knew it was a bit shallow, I wanted it.

The idea that I had the power to make guys horny and girls envious was a real turn on. The general view of the sex industry is that it is exploitative, but I guess I felt that if you had the right attitude and it did not consume your life then it could ...