Hot Country Dudes
for September
(yeah, they have the tools of the trade and know how to use them!)
for September
(yeah, they have the tools of the trade and know how to use them!)
Tools of trade...
He's ready to make me his horse!
Hell yeah!
Ready for a good time...
Rope me cowboy!
I'm yours....
Rough and ready country boy...
Now lick my boots, boy!
Don't miss a spot.
Shit yeah....
I'll come to your flavor, cowboy...
Let me suck that cowboy cock now....
Those sure are some damn studs you found, but I don't reckon any of them know how to use their tools.
ReplyDelete@1st - One hell of a hunk but bet he doesn't have enough brains to know one end of a bridle from the other. Pure muscle I reckon.
@4th - Mighty tempting offer indeed.
hell YeeHtied, when you look fucking HOT like #1, damn I really don't care if he knows how to use a bridle... I can just drool...
ReplyDelete#4 - git down on yer knees now and start licking... clean those boots boy!
I hadn't meant to catch the cowboys attention but too late I guess. I couldn't step back once he was locked onto me. Slowly I lowered myself down to the ground, and just kinda stared at the cowboy boots before succumbing to the cowboys order and began to clean the boots with my tongue, licking better than a simple first-timer, almost as if trying to impress the stud a little.
DeleteAs you lick this studs boots, his cock gets real hard and bulges in his Wranglers. Before you finish, that cowboy has his rock hard dick in his hand waiting for your finish your first job before he has you start your next job....
DeleteFrom my angle on the ground, licking away at the cowboy's boots, making it shine, it is difficult to catch sight of the mighty branding iron the cowboy just took out of his pants. I gulp loudly as I continue serving the man's boots...
DeleteUpon finishing I give a nervous glance around knowing what the cowboy wants next. I was doubly nervous because I thought while licking those boots, I'd caught sight of @1 out of the corner of my eye, lugging a bridle. I didn't want word to spread. What if he was still around?...
My focus was suddenly drawn back to the cowboy in front of me as not moments before I finished with his boots, he gave a loud commanding drawl...
You missed a spot asswipe. Now, fuckin' git on yer knees and suck my rod. I'm gonna fill yer stomach with my prime cowboy cum. Fuckin' git yer shit mouth on my rod before I kick the shit of ya, asswipe.
DeleteYou quickly obey the command and start taking in the cowboy's rod. He starts groaning and pulling on yer hair to keep your mouth riding that rod. His dick hits the back of yer throat as he thrusts himself in and out of your mouth.
You catch cowboy @1 out of the corner of your eye coming towards you with that steel bridle in his hand. You know once you finish servicing this cowboy, the next cowboy is gonna want some action too.
The cowboy is now giving you a full face fuck hitting his trophy buckle on your forehead. He starts unleashing load after load of cum down your throat. You can barely take in all his cum, it's dripping out your the side of your mouth.
After the cowboy pulls himself out, the next cowboy sanders over.....
Missed a spot? I'd licked 'em so much trying to impress the fellah that I'm sure he made up that excuse but who was I to complain when I was lucky enough for a cowboy to want to make me his bitch...
DeleteI can't help but eagerly get to the task of serving his cock. Nah not task, but a damn honor, to have a cowboy to suck off. I greedily tried to please the cowboy, taking as much of him as I can manage with every thrust of his. I can feel the ridges on my forehead forming to make an imprint of the trophy buckle, a true sign that I wasn't worthy of being a cowboy alongside such a stud...I took all of his cum as he blasted it down my throat, even if the forcefulness did make me spill a little but I tried to take everything I deserved and more....
As I feel the giant six-shooter that's just been fanning the hammer begin to unholster itself from my mouth, I gasp repeatedly, having struggled to breathe during the wild fuck... I was bowed over, trying to recover from what had just happened, but I could just about hear what sounded like the creak of reins approaching...
(YeeHtied - I'm gonna have to use that last word pic in some stories... damn HOT writing."
ReplyDelete@1 is behind me. Next I feel the sharp pain of leather against my ass. I hear the loud crack and yell.
@1 is whipping my ass with the leather rein. @1 says, "yeah boy, I'm gonna git yer ass nice and red. Take my whip, boy."
@4 laughs and encourages @1, "Whip his ass, cowboy. That damn bitch missed a spot on my boots."
After several lashes and I know my ass is red, @1 forces the steel bit into my mouth. He pulls back and ties back the reins and ties them behind my head. Obviously my mouth is nothing like a horse, but they managed to humiliate me with the bridle.
@1 says, "So fucker, who doesn't have brains to know one end of the bridle from the other? Looks like you fucked up and now you have to take my punishment."
Still stunned by the consecutive loads blasted down my throat, the whip-like reins find me an easy target, as I strain to keep the yelps muffled but multiple lashes make it difficult for me to keep my mouth shut. As @4 jeers and goes so far as to say I missed a spot, I attempted to protest only for a lash to turn my words into a yell.
DeleteThen as a huge hand comes over my face with a bit, I catch my first glance at this new fellah who had strode over. A man barely even described him, he was an actual beast, looking like he could fight a bull head on and win. I was still trying to take in his appearance before I realised a heavily loosened bridle had been held up to my face and now being adjusted to press close to my skin.
At his words, I just open and close my mouth wordlessly. Had I been speaking aloud with him in the vicinity at some point? Did my opinion of him manage to spread around and reach him? I made my best attempt to voice that I only meant he looked so strong that there couldn't have been enough space for him to cram in a brain along with all those muscles but try as I might, I couldn't manage anything intelligible beyond snorting around the steel bit and the bridle that was applying pressure underneath my chin. All it resulted in was a lot of gnashing of my teeth and snorting, probably amusing the pair of them at how quickly I had seemingly fallen into role.
@1 says playfully, "That bit will shut ya up, bitch. Just like a horse, the bit will teach ya not to mess with this cowboy. You're mine now and that bit will force ya to do what these 2 cowboys want. Damn, listen to you groan and snort. I think we got us a damn bronc."
Delete@1 grabs the reins attached to the bit and starts pulling my head around. With the bit firmly in my mouth, there's nothing I can do be allow @1 to jerk me around.
@4 start laughing. "Shit", he says, "I can't believe you got that bridle on the fucker. Shit, he's fucking trapped by ya! Jerk him around some more."
Now @1 starts jerking my reins and walking around leading me like a horse.
@4 says, "Hell, let's ride our motherfucker bronc. He's ready for a good ride. Let's show him how cowboys break a bronc. Listen to him snort."
Damn, how did I get into this predicament? Of course @1 is a cowboy god. All muscle. I can't imagine what it would be like to be ridden by these 2 guys. I am wondering if they want more from me than just a bucking bronc ride?
At @1's teasing, I can't help but give a smile even at my predicament. I hide it quickly but I'm pretty sure @1 caught sight of it before I could get it under control...
DeleteIt doesn't help when moments later @4's laughter has the corners of a smile forming again. I counter-yank several of @1s attempts to guide me but soon I'm walking in circles just as he wants.
I gnash my teeth on the bit but not a single intelligent sound can be made, so I cannot communicate just how unwilling I am. I create as much noise as possible but for all appearance, it only seems like I'm posing to be as much of a mean-spirited bronc as possible. I stomp one of my boots into the ground, in protest, before the cowboys laugh at seeing their bronc pawing at the ground, raring to go. I give a frightened glance to @1 who is still leading me in circles and make eye contact...
He takes it as me issuing a challenge.
I try to break eye contact quickly, but the damage is already done. I'd already locked eyes with @1, and even though I couldn't read the initial expression that flashed across his face, I was pretty sure it spelt trouble for me.
Delete@1 says, "Listen to our stud horse bellow! I think this bronc wants to buck some cowboys. Look at this pony stomp his hooves. Yeah, this bronc needs some cowboys to break this his ass. Let's get this bronc saddled and ready to ride. He's already wearing his bit and reins."
DeleteHell yeah, you think. This fucking cowboy realized that I wanted him and he was ready to take this action to the next level.
@3 says, "Well buds, let's git this bronc stripped."
The 3 cowboys grab you and remove your boots, pants and shirts. You struggle, but against 3 cowboys, they can pretty much strip you naked. After you're stripped, they put your cowboy boots back on and force you done on all fours. You still have the bit tightly in your mouth.
Now what are these yahoo cowboys going to do to you next?
DeleteGetting called a stud, heck even a stud horse by such a hot cowboy has me feeling prouder than I oughta, immediately trying to snort and gnash as loud as ever after @1 mentions me bellowing, and then lashing out at the ground with force to put on a little show as he mentions me stomping. At "some cowboys", I gave him a very pointed look...
I was too proud from being called a stud and was prancing about trying to show off when I'm taken surprised by the 3rd cowboy entering the fray. Before I can even attempt to offer up a protest, the three of them close in arouund me and are quickly manhandling me. Soon I'm like a newborn foal, naked and helpless against any cowboys in the vicinity.
Having my boots slipped back on is definitely a plus though, and I definitely stomp a couple of times to make sure they are wriggled back on nice and proper. In the next second, I'm struggling to try and reclaim a standing position, as the three cowboys have wrestled me down to all fours. I give a loud snort through the bit and do a decent impression of a wild bronc...
As @3 remounts and begins to canter around on his own steed, I can't help but notice his boots standing out, lodged in the stirrups, and how in need they are of a good boot-licking, especially while they are still in the stirrups... Feeling the pressure ease up on @1 and @4 holding me down on all fours I decide to be cheeky. I make a sudden large towards @1 and manage to dislodge his mighty cowboy hat with my forehead just catching it, the hat begining its descent towards the ground. I had to resist the huge urge to try and scoop it up and claim it but if I did that, then he couldn't wave it while whooping it up at the rodeo.........As soon as @1 takes his hands offa me to reach for the hat, I twist around and shake my ass in his direction, @4s grip had been pretty relaxed considering I seemed to have impressed him at how quickly I had attended to his boots when he had ordered it, so it hadn't been too difficult for me to twist around and shake my ass at @1.
I can't resist snorting in @1's direction, still heavily torn between sizing him up and being very amused by his comments that rile me up. Being called the stud horse whilst surrounded by three smoking hot cowboys has me acting a little prouder than I oughta. Maybe I was just being buttered up by @1 so I had plenty of fiery spirit.
Delete@1 swears at you while he retrieves his hat off the ground.
Delete@4 looses his grip on you and you quickly stand up. In your pride of getting free, you shake your ass at @1. Now @1 is really mad and wants to show you a cowboy lesson.
@1 yells at @3, "Hell pard, rope this fucker's ass. This fucker is mine to break this fucking bucking stud pony once and for all. You'll see shithead not to mess with this cowboy. Git a rope on his ass."
@3 starts twirling his lasso. You know you're in trouble and trie to run. @3 lets his lasso go and it sails through air and finds its way around your body. @3 quickly pulls the slack tight and the lasso binds your arms tight against your body.
Hearing @1 swear makes me smirk, riling up the cowboy who put this darn bridle on me is very satisfying. I was probably being way too reckless but heck, summit about him drove me to rebel. Flaunting my ass definitely seemed to do the trick...
DeleteI would've said straight to his face that he had no chance of breaking me, but with dang bit in my mouth, I merely snort in his direction, sticking my chin up in the air to act as cocky and proud seeming as possible, as if I ain't phased by his declaration that he could break me. After all, worst that could happen is I get to be owned by a badass cowboy, which didn't sound so bad...
Seeing @3 on horseback getting ahold of his lasso though, now that did worry me. I scrambled to make some distance, put the lasso flew true, and I was caught. I pawed at the ground in my boots and tried to struggle, but the lasso had been tied off around the saddlehorn with the full weight of a powerful horse behind it. Seeing @3 astride the horse that was near-effortlessly preventing me from taking any further steps, brought a trickle of fear to the surface. If a powerful animal like that was under their control, then what chance did I have? On the end of the rope, I thrashed around, a tug of war between myself and @3's mount. The cowboys spectating this contest of might were more than a little amused, chuckling at the sight.
(@YeeHtied... I didn't really mean to bring @3 in... I jist mistyped @4. But now the deed is done and we got a threesome... Of course, you seem to like the odds of 3 cowboys to 1... LOL). I'll reply in a bit.
Delete(Heh, @3 was already on horseback with a lasso in his hand, it seemed like it was intentional enough to me. A contest of strength between a naive city slicker vs a cowboy's horse is always funny)
DeleteObviously, @3 is good with his lasso. He ties off the rope and his horse starts backing up to keep the pressure tight around your chest.
DeleteLike a wild bronc, you prance and stop your boots on the ground. Now @1 and @4 gather closer and laugh at your predicament. The loose reins hanging from your bridle swirl around as you try to escape this lasso.
@1 says, "Hell boy, you look like this cowboy caught your cocky ass. Not so hot anymore, right boy?"
@1 walks up to you and slaps your ass a few times with his hand. Each slap makes a loud pop as your ass starts to turn red.
@1 grabs your reins and start whipping your chest and back. @3 keeps you bound tight and hard and you can't move.
@1 says, "Hell boy, you look like a caught wild bronc. You jist need to be taught a lesson."
@1 slides his boots hard across your legs to cause you to trip to the ground. You scramble fast to get back on your feet.
@4 comes over and grabs your reins and looks you in the eye.
@4 says, "Git your fucking ass on the ground boy and start licking my boots again. Your fucking cocky ass needs to be taught a lesson by us cowboys. Git your fucking tongue on my boots or I'll whip your ass and have this cowboy drag your sorry butt across three counties."
You drop down and start licking @4 boots. The lasso is loosened and removed from your body as you gladly clean those cowboy boots.
I mighta been tugging to get free but with the rope holding me fast, not a thing I could do about it, except cry out whenever a particularly painful whipstrike from @1 caught me. And that gosh darn sexy drawl of @1 was unrelenting, it was disarmingly powerful. It was like his dang drawl was taking my feet out from underneath...wait...
DeleteFrom my position on the ground, I stare up at the hot cowboy that I'm so glad that I managed to catch his attention in the first place. A slight tug around my midrift makes my eyes look downwards, and then up along the length of the lasso, till I look into the eyes of @3. He'd backed up his horse even more, and had stolen the the inch of slack from me falling. I gnashed along the bit frustratedly, and snorted loudly in his direction as I struggled to rise to my feet.
A few sounds of clicking spurs and boot steps later, I find myself face to face with the first cowboy I had run it. He sure had seem impressed by how well I'd taken care of his boots, but now? There was summit considerably different about his tone with me.My crazed antics were meant to have riled up @1 who had swaggered over and shoved this damn bit in my mouth but it seems I had ignited something in @4 too. If my mouth was free, I've immediately goaded him on. Imbetween chewin on the bit, I managed in varying levels of incoherance,
You couldn't teach me anything.You all are just some dumb hot sexy country boys.
Smirking as I know that I got my message across, I don't realise that I've just reminded them that I clearly ain't from around here.As a lowered myself down to begin licking @4s boots as best as I can imbetween angling my tongue around the bit, I'm too naive to notice that being from the city is something to be made fun of out here. It doesn't help that I volunteered to lick @4s boots before anyone else came along. I'd just handed a hefty load of ammunition to a group of cowboys, Turns out I was the one too dumb to notice as I licked up and down the length of the cowboy boots that were shoved in my face. I was so engrossed in pleasing the cowboy again that the lasso was removed without notice. Serving a cowboy's boots was more important than being free.
@4 says "Hell yeah, boy. Lick those fuckers. Like we said, your a fucking city slicker who wandering into a fucking herd of studs who want to teach an arrogant bastard like you how to serve 3 studs. Now that you've cleaned my boots, I'm gonna ride your ass. Show you how a cowboy breaks his bronc."
Delete@1 throws @4 a tube of lube. @4 starts to lube your asshole. You enjoy his finger massaging your ass. @4 pulls his finger out of your ass and grabs your reins. As @4 kneels behind your asshole, he pulls your reins and raises your head. You hear him unzip his jeans and feel his mushroom head hit your ass crack.
@4 groans and he starts to push his hard cock up your ass. @3 dismounts his horse and joins @1 as they walk over to encourage @4 as he starts to ride your ass.
@4 says, "Fuck yeah... take my cock, fucker. You enjoy having a cowboy break his stud pony. Git ready for a hard ass ride. This cowboy is gonna how this city slicker how a cowboy rodeos. Yee Haw, let's git this rodeo started. This is bare back riding!"
A herd of studs is damn right, all of these cowboys are so dang hot. Seeing @1 trying to catch the cowboys attention of whom whose boots I'm licking clean, I give a brief snort in his direction, making sure @1 knows that he's the one who grinds my gears the most. Sure I'd be the one to make that dumb comment about the bridle but that didn't mean he had to teach me how wrong I was and sounds so damn smug while treating me like a horse...
DeleteI almost missed seeing the tube being tossed as it happened just as I was lowering my mouth back down to @4's cowboy boots. I felt the coolness in and around my ass and I began to feel a little nervous. Only a little mind you, I was too arrogant...
My head is suddenly wretched upwards because of the reins. Immediately I try to counteract the pull but then my back arches as a cowboy's cock buries itself in my lubed ass. I was definitely losing a hell of a lot more control over the situation than I had reckoned on.
The worst was the damn encouragement from the sidelines. Made it feel like it was some sport, like they were spectators at a proper rodeo. Every whistle and word from them was so frustratingly hot. It was like an artillery of cowboy drawls, and my will was being eroded underneath each drawl, with no defence against 'em.
I gritted my teeth upon the bit as I felt @4 go deeper and deeper inside of me. I had no intention of letting him have his way with me, arrogant to a fault. Oh I was ready alright, ready to plant him in the trail dirt, till the yee haw caught me off balance, and I stumbled for a second. The official declaration of the rodeo event also hit home. Fuck, this was an actual event they trained. I quickly tried to recall if @4 had be wearing a trophy rodeo buckle or not but I couldn't remember. Maybe I won't be trying to get rid of a champion...
On the end of the cowboy's cock, I thrashed around, bucking up and down, back and forth, trying to dislodge the cowboy. My ass felt its walls rubbed by the cowboy's dick with every movement, and the harder I tried to buck, the more I helped the cock thrust back and forth.Grunting and snorted, I bounced along his cock, doing everything I could to try and tire him out. I was as wild as I could manage whilst still being pinned by his cowboy cock.
@4 lets out a whoop! "Shit yeah, boy. Buck my fucking cock hard. Yee Haw! Let's rodeo boy!"
Delete@1 yells, "Hell yeah, cowboy! Buck our boy hard. Look at that fucker thrash. Damn, he's a true buckin' bronc. I can wait to get my cock up that ass. Ride him hard, cowboy!"
You are twisting and turning within the tight grip of the reins and bit in your mouth. The cowboy pulls back hard with each thrust. As you thrash, the cowboy impales you hard and then lets up a bit on the reins as he slides back. Like a rodeo, the bronc and the cowboy ride in unison. The cowboy thoroughly enjoying his domination in the event.
@3 now encourages @4, "Fuck him hard. Ride him until the buzzer, cowboy. Teach this arrogant bitch how cowboys treat shitheads like this dick. Fuck him until he bleeds and let us finish the job."
@4 is now ready to cum. You sense his pace quicken and he now just groans in ecstasy. You start feeling his hot cum shoot up your ass. You groan in sweet ecstasy as well. You enjoy having this cowboy break you like the wild stallion you are. You also know that the other 2 cowboys are going to want to ride your ass too.
@4 slowly finishes his ride, fully satisfied with his release. You feel the reins drop as he slides his spent cock out of your ass.
Damn, you wonder, which cowboy is next. You think about trying to bolt, but before you know it, another cowboy grabs your reins. You try to resist, but the reins jerk your head and you are trap waiting for the next cowboy to have his way with you.
All the encouragement from the sidelines only grants me more strength, and drives me wilder each time. The atmosphere was absolutely electric like a true rodeo. I tried with all my might to buck this cowboy but he rode every single motion until I was the one struggling to hold on, as I felt the force of the cowboy's cock shooting its big load. My whole body wanted to just turn around and admit defeat, that just maybe these cowboys had me beaten and that I should just lick the cowboy's cock clean but I still had some pride. Plus this damn bit gave me no way to admit it, I was just a dang bronc to them now...
DeleteFeeling the reins being wrenchedby another, I snorted and pawed at the ground, trying to get my head back in the game and not in the humiliated mindset from being ridden so well by the first cowboy. For a moment, I tilt my head to the side, my ears perking up as I try to hear any sounds that alerts me to who the next guy will be.
From the corner of your eye, you see @1 hand @4 a fresh beer and the two of them high-five each other. Damn you are mad that @1 encourages these other two cowboys to mistreat you. That means @3 has your reins. Your rage starts to pulse through your body and you start to snort and paw the ground, trying to get away.
Delete@3 jerks your reins tight and the bit grinds into your lips. You pull as hard as you can and @3 almost tumbles.
@3 yells, "Shit you fuckin' bitch. Don't think you're gonna escape now. You have two more cowboys who are gonna ride your ass before you get loose."
@3 starts kicking your ass hard to get you to calm down.
@1 laughs at the scene and comes over and places your head between his legs. Now you are trapped.
@1 says, "Come on pard. Screw our bitch so I can get my cock up that sweet ass. I'll hold him for ya. I think I'm gonna enjoy breaking our bronc. He still has some nice fight in him. I could have some fun with him."
@3 says, "Hell, whatever. I don't need some fucking boy bitch trying to be a bucking pony. I just want to get my rocks off."
@3 puts his fingers roughly into your ass to spread more lube. His fingers connect with @4's cum.
"Shit", @3 says. "You fuckin' left a mess in this boy, dude. Fuck, he's gonna so full of cum after me, you're gonna be fuckin' wet with your third fuck."
@3 now lubes his dick and slowly starts inserting himself.
You don't want @3 up your ass, but you have a thing for @1. You enjoy feeling his rough, strong muscles holding your head tight to prevent you from moving. You snort and paw the ground as you feel @3 pushing deeper inside you.
High-fiving? I really was nothing more than just entertainment for these dang cowboys. Pissed off a little at how much they were showing off, I tried to pull a fast one on whoever was holding my reins. I fought until the cowboy on the other end stumbled and I recognised him as the guy whose horse I'd struggled against, roped from horseback. I gave a loud laughing whiny as I saw @3 almost lose his footing and gave a big grin. I was glad that I was still able to be a handful for the cowboys. Mighta cost me several booted kicks but it was worth it.
DeleteWhile I was still trying to hold back from braying out at each kick, a big shadow fell over me. Before I could look up, I felt pressure either side of me. I shook my head but nothing happened. From the sexy cocky drawl from above, I knew @1 had caught me good. I felt like I was one of the steers at a rodeo, jammed between one of the chute gates, except this gate was a pair of muscular cowboy legs. Hell, @1 sure knew how to drive me wild. Even as I felt @3 lubing up my ass, I still couldn't wriggle back or forth an inch.
Then I began to feel @3 pushing his dick inside me. I snorted loudly at each inch he claimed. I'd already lost a battle against his mount, I couldn't lose to the rider too. I would show @3 a bucking storm if I weren't friggin trapped by the other stud. As @3s cock slide in deep, my body arched and my head fought to get free but with no luck. In my choaticness, I did however find out that I couldn't move my head back and forth but... With a lustful grin, while @3 was still pushing in, I managed to worm my upper body upwards till I could feel through @1's jeans, his cock and balls resting on the back of my neck. I wanted him to know how I felt about him even while taking in another cowboy's cock.
You enjoy feeling @1's balls and hard cock on your neck. You press hard on @1's crotch while @3 is driving his cock hard in your ass. @3 is husky and burly and he rides like a cowboy. Humping your ass hard.
Delete@1 exclaims, "Shit, this bronc is frisky. He's trying to throw me with his head while you're riding his ass. I can't wait to get me a piece of this bronc. The rodeo is still happening, even though I'm the 3rd contestant. Hell yeah, I'm ready to ride. Hurry up and finish yer fucking ride, cowboy. I'm horny and ready to ride this bronc."
@1 presses your neck harder with his legs. You are now horny waiting to feel @1 up your ass. Like @1, you are wishing that @3 would finish his ride.
You don't have to wait long as you feel @3 shooting his cum up your ass. @3 tires from his humping action and slowly pulls out his spent dick from your ass.
@3 says, "Damn, that's a good ride. Your turn cowboy. Let's see how you rodeo with our boy."
@4 walks over as you feel @1 lessen his tight grip around your neck and lets you free.
Nuzzling, snorting and bucking against @1s bulge was definitely riling that cowboy up. Sure @3 might've been riding me hard but it was @1 who my sights were set on. There was mix of lust and revenge fuelling my actions, from how every drawl of his got under my skin and how I needed to pay him back for bridling me in the first place.
DeleteEach time @3 thrust, my neck rubbed along the length of @1's jeaned cock. The more I was pounded and ridden, the more @1 was teased and that was my plan to humiliate him. I was gonna make him so quick on the draw that he wouldn't last even a few seconds in my ass without shooting. Yeah, I'll turn him into laughing stock of the other cowboys, I arrogantly thought before giving out a tremendous moan as @3 sent wave after wave of cum into me. I would normally be panting fallen on the ground at this point but I had my eyes set on @1, my spirit re-ignited.
In fact, I was so lust-driven for him that the moment I felt his sexy muscles loosen, I drew my head back before my lips closed around the outline of his bulge through his jeans, feeling the growing hardness that I had caused. I might've struggled with the bit, but that only made @1 realise my intentions all the more clearly. I wasn't just trying to please him, I was trying to make him shoot first. The upcoming ride would come down to who would break first.
Seeing @4 approach, I break away from @1 and tilt my head curiously in @4s direction instead, wondering what his intentions are.
@4 says "So fuckin' bitch. Not so cocky anymore now that 2 cowboys have fucked your ass? You probably enjoy having cowboy cock up your fuck hole."
DeleteYou paw the ground, angry at the teasing of @4, the cocky hot cowboy. @1 holds your reins, but pauses to get in position behind you. Shit, you think, @4 is spoiling your revenge on @1 by delaying his ride. Still your anger at @4 gets the best of you and you lunge at the cowboy until @1 pulls your reins tight. The damn bit does its job and pulls you back.
@4 laughs that these 3 hot cowboy studs own you and control you completely. You feel the chaps of @4 brush along side of your body as he moves to your head. Each step he takes his spurs chink.
@4 says, "Okay boy cunt, let's ramp this rodeo up a notch. We're gonna completely break our bronc. I want you to fucking lick my boots while my pard'ner here fucks your ass. You got that? Start licking."
Shit, you think again, while you're mad at @4, you enjoyed licking his boots before, even with the bit in your mouth. You start likcing his boots, which are partially hidden by his chaps. You enjoy being surrounded by leather.
@1 kneels behind you and starts fingering your hole. "Shit", he says. "You two fuckers left a fucking mess in our bitch."
@4 replies, "Git your fuckin' prick up his ass. You're gonna leave more of a cum mess. Hey @3, git over here and fuckin' milk our cum bitch. Give this bronc some relief. We are gonna drive our bitch crazy."
Before @1 enters, you feel @3's hand on your dick. He starts to gently pull your dick and rub your dick until you are hard. Shit, you can't hardly keep track of everything they are throwing at you at once.
Suddenly you feel @1 start to enter your ass. Cum from the previous 2 fucks starts to ooze around his cock and you feel it dripping out of your hole. You imagine the nice lubricant on @1's hot dick that cum provides as he feel his rod starting it's journey down your canal. You groan in pleasure.
@4's cockiness is definitely causing me to grind up the earth underneath my boots as I snort about. The damn reins are a damn annoyance, I can't do anything without one of these sexy hunks grappling with the reins, and with @4 slipping into a more alpha role, ordering the other cowboys about, how on earth was I meant to refuse to return to licking his boots again. Especially as my eyes kept being drawn to the loud spurs that clinked everytime he swaggered around me. It doesn't take much for my head to be down low and licking the cowboy's boots again. Considering I'd already pretty much licked 'em clean already this was mainly just a way of pleasing @4 and thus I licked and shined his boots without complaint. I became so intent on polishing them that I didn't quite catch @4's next few words of leadership until I shivered in a moment of fear at "We are gonna drive our bitch crazy." What the heck were these absolute sexy cowboys gonna do to make things worse for me?
DeleteFeeling a sudden hand down below, I immediately arched my back and bucked around a little as I tried to tear my head around to catch sight of what had happened. The roping cowboy from earlier looped his hands around my dick and was messing with me. I didn't even have time to think because I felt the real challenger take up his position. I wanted to challenge @1 to a simple 1v1 rodeo, first to break loses but looked like his posse had other plans. I wanted to wipe that smug look off his darn face that had been there ever since he managed to surprise me with the bridle. He somehow knew how to tease me with his every drawl and I fucking loved it. I couldn't wait for... mpphhhh. The bit trapped most of the sounds I made as I moaned out at finally have that cowboy plunge his cock inside me. My back arched and my head rose up high, away from the other guys boots, craning upwards to try and catch a glimpse of @1. I stomped out with my boots as his dick made its way inside my ass, and almost ended up kneeing @3's arm in the process which was still trying to wrangle my own cock. @4 could see how fiercely I reacted to @1, how this bronc was snorting wildly at getting saddle up by him. I hoped @4 would mock this city boy by being an announcer for the start of this rodeo, declaring @1's name. That sexy teasing cowboy deserved a name.
Fuck, you enjoy having @1 finally up your ass. He slowly inserts his rigid cock, the previous cum from his buds gives him the lubricant to insert himself fully without much pain.
DeleteAs @1 slowly pulls himself out for another ram up your ass, @4 yells, "Hell yeah, Butch. Ride our bitch hard. Give him all you have."
You heard the stud cowboy's name, Butch.
Butch is now ramming your ass harder and harder. As he gets into his fuck, he pulls your reins harder and harder. It's harder to keep licking @4 boots.
You squeeze Butch's cock with each thrust giving him as much pleasure as possible.
Butch starts groaning, "Fuck yeah... ah fuck this bitch is hot. Shit yeah, take my meat... ah fuck, this boy can buck."
@4 says, "Hell yeah Butch. That boy is a fuckin' ride. Pound his ass. Don't show him any mercy."
@1 now has your reins pulled so hard, your head is pointed up. You arch your back taking in this cowboy. You feel his hot rod up your ass as you take him in. You feel his balls hitting your ass with his deep thrusts. You don't want this cowboy to stop.
I heard the loud voice of the cowboy whose boots I was still trying my hardest to clean while the badass hot cowboy who'd friggin' bridled me in the first place begin to ride me hard and fast.
Delete.. Butch...
The name was blazed into my mind as his cock rammed its way up my ass. It was soon impossible to concentrate on the boots as his dick penetrated my ass like his cowboy badassery penetrated all my thoughts. He'd been jeering at me all the time, and had been driving me crazy with every damn drawl. This was my one chance to prove myself, that I weren't just some animal for him to break and tame. I steeled my determination and...
The cowboy's rod plunged itself back inside me and even though the bit was still firmly in my mouth, the absolute hunk heard me moan out his name. i couldn't help myself, no I had to fight this. With the reins wrenching my head upwards, I shook my head side to side but Butch had such a strong grasp on them, my actions made little difference. I fought to buck and twist but all that ended up doing was making it a tighter ride, my ass hugging Butch's rock-hard cock every time he thrust. My own dick was standing tall even though I didn't want to succumb in this rodeo, blatantly showing just how I really felt. Unlike the other cowboys, I had issued a challenge, and he made bloody well sure I knew how well he could handle the bridle. Every time I tried to twist and through him off, a forceful tug on the reins would throw me off balance, counteracting my motions before they even got into full action. I snorted deeply in frustration and lust, mainly overwhelming lust for Butch.
Butch was now ramming your fuckhole like a cowboy at a rodeo. You pulled and twisted, arched your back like a bucking bronc at the rodeo with Butch the cowboy trying to ride you until the bell. Butch expertly pulled your reins like the rodeo cowboy he was. This was clearly not his first rodeo.
DeleteButch was enjoying his fuck giving you encouragement. "Fuck yeah, bitch. Buck this cowboy. Shit yeah, I love your bronc action. This cowboy knows how to ride your ass. Take my cock up that ass of yours. Yee Haw! Fucking ride my cock. Hell yeah, this is one fucking hot ride. Yee Haw! I'm riding this ass, bitch."
@4 now steps back and grabs his hat and twirls it in the air. "Hell yeah Butch! Ride our boy! Fucking ride that ass. Shit yeah! Ride 'em cowboy!"
@3 has long stopped pulling your dick as Butch is fully riding your ass and bucking you like a rodeo bronc. @3 also is twirling his hat to encourage Butch's ride.
You can tell that Butch is about ready to cum. Butch is now ramming your ass hard and fast. His balls and trophy buckle hitting your ass with each thrust.
"Fuck yeah.... ah... fuck..." Butch moans. "I'm cummin' bitch, hell yeah.... ah... fuck....".
You feel Butch's hot ropes of cum starting to shoot up your ass. Butch is fully emptying his load and he shoots so hard you feel his cum squirting out around that rod firmly planted up your ass. Butch barely slows down his thrusts as he unloads wave after wave of hot cum.
Finally Butch is drained and he stops thrusting. He rests and you finally feel your reins release from Butch's tight grip.
Butch says, "Hell boy, that's a fuckin' nice ride. I think you need to finish the job and clean my cock."
You are excited to get your mouth on that rod.
Suddenly you smell cigarette smoke. Cowboy @5 suddenly comes into view.
"What the hell are you 3 son-of-a-bitches up to?" 5 drawls. "Who the hell is this dude you have tied up? You'd better not get this ranch in trouble. Why the hell is this bitch got a horse rein on?"
Butch speaks up, "Hell boss, this bitch asked for us to ride his ass."
"What the hell?" asks @5. "You rode his ass?"
@5 check your ass now dripping with cum. "Shit...." @5 drawls.
@5 orders your rein removed and the @3 and @4 quickly remove your rein.
@5 asks, "You asked for this, boy?"
You reply, "Yes sir. I wanted for your cowboys to ride me."
"Fuck" is all @5 says.
Butch jumps in "Shit boss. You should ride his fuckin' ass. He is one helluva a fuck. Damn, like a rodeo bronc."
@5 yells, "I'm not paying ya to ride ass on my dime. Now Jack and Rod, git your asses to north forty and look for those lost calves. And Butch, you get your ass into the barn and fix that tractor."
The cowboys sheepishly wander off leaving you and the boss cowboy alone.