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Save a Horse, Ride a Cowboy

A little horsin' around

By Jean SumrallPublished 5 years ago 3 min read
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Photo by Christian Buelner

I’d been planning this for a few days. I had my cowboy hat, my chaps and a container of frosting. I had enlisted a friend who helped apply the frosting to my nipples in the shape of a star. We were laughing so hard it was difficult for her to get the star shape right.

“I hope the frosting doesn’t melt,” I said as she hurried out the back door.

I was expecting my lover to arrive shortly, and I wanted to be ready for him when he walked in. I was already excited as I imagined the look on his face when he saw me in nothing but my cowboy hat, chaps, and frosting on my erect nipples.

When he walked in the door, I wasn’t disappointed and neither was he. His smile was so big, it almost split his face.

“Hey, cowboy! You want to horse around?” I purred.

His excitement was apparent in his tight blue jeans. “You bet I do!”

His tongue tasted the frosting on one breast. He sucked the nipple into his mouth and I almost melted right then and there. My hands found the snaps on his western shirt as he found the other frosting-coated nipple. I ran my hands over his muscled chest. By then he had captured both breasts and kissed me deeply on the mouth. I pressed my body into his and pulled his hips against mine.

“You never cease to amaze and excite me,” he murmured.

“I aim to please, cowboy.”

I pulled his shirt off and he kneeled down to kiss my pussy. I spread my legs to allow him easier access. By then I was leaning against the counter. My legs were weak with excitement and hunger. He picked me up and set me on the counter and continued to pleasure me with his tongue.

I lay back on the cool tile, but it did nothing to sooth the flames raging inside my hot snatch. His tongue moved with the expertise of someone who knew exactly what I liked and wanted. I was close to the first of many orgasms that would follow.

“Yeah, baby! You know what I like and need,” I said, as the ecstatic waves of my orgasm rocked my body.

“Mmmm” was all I heard from him.

He stood me up and we went upstairs to my bedroom. I removed the rest of his clothes and shoved him down on the bed. I wanted to give him pleasure too. I slowly crawled up his body until my mouth found his hot, hard cock. I slowly licked him from his balls to the engorged tip.

“Oh, yeah,” he moaned.

I circled the tip of his penis with my tongue, teasing him. He thrust up into my mouth and I drew him all the way in. My whole mouth sucked on his hot shaft. I barely noticed his heavy breathing as I enjoyed my task.

Suddenly, he pulled me off his dick and flipped me on my back. His hands and mouth found my frosting-sticky breasts. I arched my back to him as he enjoyed making me squirm. His lips left my heaving breasts and he kissed me, his tongue probing against mine. I could feel the heat from his hard shaft against my leg. It was still wet with my saliva.

I opened my legs and grabbed his ass, guiding him into my hot, wet pussy. He felt so good as he slid into my wetness. I raised my knees to allow him deeper penetration. Moans came from deep inside me as he moved within me.

“You feel so good.” My words were drawn out as he pleasured me. A low growl from deep in his throat was his reply.

I moved my hips with his as he stroked me to another orgasm. He smiled at me and continued to plunge his hard shaft into my wetness. Harder, faster until I felt him come deep inside me. I clung to him as he filled me with his hot juice.

Neither one of us moved, not wanting to break the magic of our sexual pleasure. I kissed his neck and bit it gently. He kissed me and moved off of my body to lie by my side, his hand on a breast. I smiled at him.

He returned the smile and said, “Thank you, Mam.”

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About the Creator

Jean Sumrall

I have led an amazing life with many varied interests including loving road trips, being a professional belly dancer, hand carving selenite, providing wise woman advice and intuitive readings for current problems. I love my life. Do you?

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