Buck Me Cowboy

“Good girl,” Tyler pants. “Good girl, good girl, let Daddy ride now.”

And slowly, he pulls back. Oh god, the ass musk rising between us is delectable, making my mouth water. Is that really me? Is that really the scent of anal sweat mixed with pussy come? Oh shit, oh shit.

But Tyler doesn’t seem to mind because groaning, his eyes shut as he begins a rhythm in my behind. It’s not smooth and sinuous, it’s not a steady wa-dump, wa-dump of hard fucks. No, I’m tiny back there, and the big man has to work himself into my bottom with each thrust, pushing in, fighting the resistance, the friction so fucking good.

“Unnh,” he grunts, “Unnh fuck.”

I begin to moan too, ankles way up by my ears, giving myself over to the deep dicking.

“Yes,” comes my mewling cry. “Yes, yes.”

Because this is a dream come true. Not a literal dream, what girl fantasizes about anal sex for her first time? But my virginity was taken in a completely different way, my ass cherry gone once and for all, and I love it. If this is what Daddy wants with my body, then I’ll let him do it. If he wants to ravage my asshole each and every night, then I’ll hold my butt open, welcoming him into my behind.

Because things have turned around with Tyler. Before, I was a lonely, desperate young woman living on a broken-down ranch. I didn’t have much, struggling at the edge of poverty with no one to talk to except for my cows and chickens.

But now, it’s a new me. It’s not just the things he’s fixed around my place, it’s the confidence I’ve gained, my ability to relax now that someone’s got my back. So yes, if this is what the cowboy wants as payment, then I’ll give it to him. I’ll open my ass again and again, if it keeps him here at the Double H.

“Unnh,” comes my muffled moan. “Unnh, unnh.”

My small hands creep to my butt again, pulling the cheeks wide, letting him get in further, balls deep in my anus.

“Unnh, yeah,” I moan wildly.

And Tyler can’t take it anymore. The thrusting of his hips gets frantic, that huge ten incher reaming me deep, pushing all the way up to my GI tract. And with a shout, a roar announcing the conqueror, he comes then. That huge fuckpole erupts in my ass, dousing me with lust, virile, sticky semen coating my rectal chamber before dripping down wetly between us.

It’s so fucking disgusting, I can fill his penis pulse as it fills me up. And the knowledge throws me over the edge too. I come with a wild scream, anus clamping down on his dick, milking him for more as my pussy dissolves in a series of tremors.

“Oh!” I cry out. “Oh oh oh!”

But Tyler’s not stopping there. Sure, he’s done his anal fucking, but in a flash, his dick is out of my ass, dripping with lust, shiny from fluids. I stare, eyes wide. Why now? I feel so empty, asshole winking uncontrollably.

But just as quickly, he points it at my vag hole, and throwing his weight behind the thrust, busts through my hymen in one quick movement.

“Ahhhh!” I scream, filled to the brim, that giant cock now fucking my sweet spot. “Ahhh!”

He’s pulsing madly, filling me with sweet cream, and I squeal again with the sudden maneuver. Because oh shit, Daddy’s done me a two-fer. He prepared me for the anal, told me what was going on, but then surprised me with the vaginal. And now, both my cherries are popped, I’m a virgin no longer in any sense of the word. Front hole and back hole, my sweetness gone forever, innocence lost.

But it’s so good. It’s so damn good, his sperm blasting my insides, lash after lash of the hot stuff coating my ovaries, reaching so far up I’m sure it’ll burst from my throat. And I moan wildly again, thrashing on the bed, pinned down by the huge cock in my twat.

“Unnnnh, unnnh,” is all I can manage, incoherent with pleasure. “Unnnh.”

Tyler jerks again, eyes closed, concentrating, before that blue gaze opens and focuses on me. He doesn’t move for a moment just holding there, letting my vag milk him dry. And once we’re both done, the shudders subsiding, our breathing in pants and not gasps, he pulls out slowly, that huge donkey dong dripping with our combined fluids.

I’m sure he’s gonna wipe off, that he’ll stalk to the bathroom and clean himself up. But instead, a wicked gleam enters that blue gaze and he moves up the bed until he’s straddling my head, the missile pointed at my mouth. Oh god, is this really happening? Do I really have an alpha male sitting on my chest and shoulders, demanding that I suck his dong? A dirty dong at that, fresh from sex?