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Ride 'Em, Cowboy!
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Ride 'Em, Cowboy! Mission accomplished! Saturday was our Rodeo Day and, although I reallly wanted to do the whole rodeo thing and see all the sights, try all the food, buy some really nice Western clothes, watch the rodeo events, and see Martina McBride, my real mission was to saddle up some hard ridin' cowboy and ride HIM until I milked him dry. I love wearing all the western glitz that I can't wear on a daily basis, but I came accross a really neat jeans "riding skirt" a couple of years back that I save for "special occasions". It's not a mini and, as a matter of fact, is quite the prim and proper knee length, with only a slight flare. The part I like, though, is that it's made to adapt to be a riding skirt by unzipping four long zippers (2 front & 2 back) that go from the hem up almost to the hip so the wearer can unzip them and then swing a leg over a and ride. Very nice and innocent. Naturally, for me, I can unzip them and BE RIDDEN as it allows easy access to MY saddle! We did all the tourist-y things, and even rode some rides. I was hoping we'd get stopped all the way at the top of the ferris wheel for a while, so I could give Hubby a top-of-the-world blow job, but no such luck. Next time. Naturally, I loved the Ford truck display, and even won one of their goofy games by knowing truck trivia. The events were fun, and I zeroed in on two events: the Saddle Bronc Riding, and the Bareback Bronc Riding. Mostly because I envisioned that's the way I wanted to be ridden - HARD - but for a lot more than 8 seconds! LOL When I had seen enough, I headed outside to see where the guys all headed. I guess they use the stadium locker rooms to change and freshen up, but I knew they had to be staying somewhere else, so I just snooped until I saw a few headed accross to where there were a shitload of trailers - both and people - parked. Jackpot! There was a gate and a guard (of sorts) checking passes, but I slid in with a group unnoticed and started my hunt. Many of the guys travel with girlfriends/wives, some of whom also compete, so I had to choose carefully so I didn't end up getting shot by some jealous bitch. All I want to do is fuck him, not steal him forever! There was a group of six guys and two girls gathered around one of the trailers, gabbing and looking over one of the horses. The had an injury and couldnt be ridden so they were tending to it. I slipped into the group and listened for clues as to my cowboy. It seemed two were without females, so I hung close to them and chatted with them until they realized I didn't belong there. When they asked what the Hell I was doing there, I just said I was a fan and wanted to check things out up close and personal.I asked if one of them could show me around and show me what a real cowboy is like. I made sure I said it so they would know what I meant, and they did. Both my targets offered to sow me around, and jokingly tried to outdo each other with their eagerness. I suggested that two would be better than one, and off we went, arm-in-arm. We started off VERY inncoently, with them actually showing me the horses and explaning the differences, until we came upom a male sporting a huge erection. I was surprised, as somehow I thought the male horses were always gelded, but this guy was ready to go! I'd heard of women sucking and fucking animals - especially horses, but even I don't see how that's possible. Naturally I HAD to comment on his dick, and ask "if cowboys took after their horses". One of the guys, Bobby from Oklahoma said, "No. They take after US!" That's all I needed to hear. "Oh, and you can prove that?" "If he can't, I can." said my other guy - Johnny. I think he was from Wyoming or Wisconsin. Something with a W. In mere seconds I was standing inside a trailer, sandwiched between two horny cowboys with jeans down to their knees. The sounds of Zzzzzzzzzzzip, Zzzzzzzzzzip, Zzzzzzzzzzzip, Zzzzzzzzzzzzzip could be heard as their rough hands pulled up my zippers and scoured my skin causing a sandpaper-like feeling of pleasure and pain. Well, neither exactly measured up to horsey, but they represented well, and didn't embarass the cowboy spirit. Bobby, the Bronc<b> rider </font></b>lived up to his craft, and gave me the ride I was looking for. His coarse hands lifted me up by my thighs so he could plow into me hard and fast. Johnny, the steer wrestler, was a better match for the and really put my lights out going backdoor on me while Bobby went for the Pussy Riding Championship. I'd been DP'd many times, but not standing up in a dark trainer being pounded by two horny cowboys who hadn't had a woman in weeks. They made up for lost time! When Johnny came first and pulled away, Bobby eased down to a sitting position with me on his lap, allowing me to control some of the action. Now it was my turn to thrash away at his dick as hard as I could until he lurched up in a huge cum-blast that had us both giving screams of joy. When we looked around, Johnny was already gone, so I guess he got what he wanted. So did I! I left my shredded panties there as a souviner and headed back to watch what was left of Martina's show. Hubby showed up about ten minutes later with an ear-to-ear grin and the barely-legal blonde who was sitting next to us stuck to him like velcro. "She felt sorry for me sitting here all alone" Her tight jeans had a definite tell-tlae wet spot, and she looked like she was walking a lot more bow-legged than last time I saw her, so that was all he needed to say. We both got our Rodeo Rides! I love Rodeo Day! Join my 4F Club: Find 'em, Fellate 'em, Fuck 'em, FORGET 'EM! |
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Sure wish the we could meet ladies like you at the rodeos I attend... Need more of you areound the circut.... LOL Keep having fun....
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You should get up here for the Fort Worth Stock Show and Rodeo. Not to mention the Professional Bull Riders making a stop here too.
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mmm what a ride that was !  Can you keep a secret ?  
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