Roped In

Trisha was in the barn mucking out stalls and letting her fantasies distract her from such grueling work when her favorite cowboy, Trevor, walked in. She threw him a wave and kept cleaning as well as trying to ignore him after that since he was her perfect fantasy man. Tight jeans, boots and always well put together even when he was filthy from handling cattle or training horses. His green eyes and sandy blonde hair topped with a battered white cowboy hat didn’t hurt either.

Trevor glanced around the barn and knew for once they were alone and he wondered just what Trisha would do if he kissed her. The petite brunette was gorgeous and he’d had an eye on her for a while, but wasn’t sure how she might react. He wondered if now was a good time to find out. He ambled over to the stall where she was cleaning and smiled at her when she glanced up at him. He caught just a hint of a blush when she looked up and grinned. Yep, he certainly seemed to be on her mind. “Want a hand with the rest of these stalls. Then we’ll both be done early and maybe we can do somethin”?” Trish couldn’t believe what he was saying and looked up again, “Did you have any thing particular in mind?” Score one for him, he thought and gave her a lazy smile. “I’m sure you can think of somethin”, Sweetheart.” She blushed almost to her hairline that time and he leaned in giving her a quick kiss at the corner of her mouth before grabbing another pitchfork to lend a hand. They finished the remaining stalls quickly.

Trisha leaned against the gate of the last stall and looked at him with a challenge in her eyes, “Now what, cowboy?” This time he stepped forward, crowding her against the gate, his planted on either side of her so she couldn’t escape him and tugged on her ponytail lightly. “This,” came the reply as he lowered his lips to hers. She returned his kiss, hungrily, realizing how much more she wanted from him. Seemingly of their own accord her hands found his way to his shoulders and she pulled him the rest of the way against her body.

His erection was obvious through his jeans and she moaned at that feeling, grinding against him. Trevor pulled his mouth from her and growled softly while motioning to the rope still at his belt, “Don’t make me tie you still.” A naughty grin hit Trisha’s face as that was something she’d thought about off and on and she wiggled against him again. He swore softly, unlatched the stall and shoved her inside. Quickly he had her tied by each wrist using the barred windows on either wall and his arms wrapped tightly around her hips. With Trevor holding her still and her arms useless all she could do was kiss him back, trying to convey her want for him. He pulled away from her and laughed softly, “Just what were you thinking of when I came into the barn, hmmm?” She gave him a devious smile. “If you really wanna know you’ll have to take me somewhere a little more private. Then maybe I’ll show you what I was thinking about.” Trevor crushed his lips to hers once more, with his hands on her hips as he rubbed himself against her wanting body. When they both heard footsteps in the distance, Trevor quickly untied her and they went their separate ways for now, both trying to pretend nothing had happened.

The attraction between them simmered every time they saw one another, but they were careful to not be alone together in the barn again. Neither of them were sure if they would stop themselves next time if they were, people coming or not. After a solid two weeks of torturing themselves Trevor approached Trish in the tack room. “Sweetheart, somethin’s gotta give here. I want you so bad I can’t see straight.”

“So what are we gonna do about? It’s not like you can keep tying me up in horse stalls,” Trisha grinned at him. He shook his head at her, “You enjoyed that,” She acknowledged his words with a slight incline of her head and then stared at him, waiting for answer to her question. He knew he wanted their first time (he hoped there be more than one time) to be more special than in a smelly barn and shot her a smile. “Why don’t you come to my place for dinner?” he suggested. “We can always see where that leads.” Her voice dropped a notch and she gave him a grin, “What if I’m hungry for something other than dinner?” “Well now…maybe I’ll make you be dinner instead.” And he kissed her again hot and hard and just as hungry as before. “Friday night, my place.” Then he walked away smiling, turned at the exit, and tipped his hat at her. She raised one hand in a wave, but he was already gone and for a moment she was frozen to the spot thinking about what he had said.

Friday night arrived with much anticipation on behalf of both parties. Trisha knocked at Trevor’s front door, hoping the sundress she wore wasn’t too much. Trevor opened the door and his eyes widened appreciatively. He’d only ever seen Trish in jeans and t-shirts, but her outfit tonight was stunning. He invited her in and poured a glass of wine for them both. “The steaks are almost done and we can eat then. Or are you hungry for more than steak?, Trevor quipped, eyeing her mischievously. “Trisha blushed and giggled at the innuendo. “Hmmm.” She seemed to mull things over for a moment and then leaned over to kiss him a heat filled kiss that promised more. “I thought you said I was going to be dinner,” she teased. And with its imperfect timing the timer went off in the kitchen. They had a slow meal, sipping wine with their steaks and chatting about nothing. The subject of later hung in the air like a promise.

Dinner done, the pair headed for the living room where Trevor had every plan of having a conversation before just dragging Trisha to bed like he was aching to do. Trisha on the hand sat down nearly on his lap on the couch and leaned over for a kiss. Almost immediately Trevor’s resolve to have a real date was lost and he pulled her the rest of the way into his lap, deepening the kiss. She wrapped her arms around him and ground her ass against his dick, the thin layer of her skirt and his jeans the only barrier between them. Trevor broke the kiss first. “Girl, keep that up and we’re not gonna make it to the bedroom.” “Good,” she replied kissing first his cheek and then trailing those kisses across his jawline and down his neck. She bit down softly at a tender spot and kissed him there when he shuddered. “I don’t think you know just how long I’ve wanted you Trevor, to suck your cock, fuck you, feel your hands everywhere on my body” She gave him a wicked grin before sealing her lips to his, her tongue darting out to taste him. Trevor moaned against her lips and scooped her up into his arms. He at least wanted to make the bed before he fucked her like she wanted.

He ceremoniously deposited Trisha on the bed and the way she landed left it quite clear to him that she was clearly not wearing panties and he could see the wetness glistening between her legs. He dropped to his knees, pushing her skirt up out of the way and buried his face between her thighs. Trish veritably purred and fell back on the bed, spreading her legs further for him. Trevor’s tongue delved into her pussy tasting her salty sweetness and flicked the tip of her clit repeatedly making her moan and press against him. He was delighting in tasting and teasing her, but he really wanted to see her come for him. Sucking on her clit gently, he slid two fingers inside of her, pumping them in and out of her pussy, curling them to hit just the right spot. By this time Trisha was practically riding Trevor’s face and begging for more when an orgasm suddenly rolled through her body, her hips lifting from the bed. Trevor held her hips licking her gently as she came back down. She tilted her head up and grinned at him. “Wow. My turn.”

She sat up and removed the sundress completely bare beneath it and Trevor wanted nothing more than to drag her onto the bed and take her any way her could have her. But she was already undoing his belt to pushed down his jeans and boxers and leaning off the edge of the bed to wrap her lips around hid dick. He thrust gently wanting more and she happily obliged him sucking him down to the root and giving a soft hum. Trevor swore softly as she pulled her lips back up along the length of his and swore again when she swirled her tongue around the tip. “Keep that up and I’ll come before I get to fuck you, Baby.” She looked up at him and grinned, “So, what’ll it be then, get sucked or get fucked?” At that teasing line he was lost and flipped her over, just manhandling her, and yanked her to her knees and slipped his cock into her pussy slowly. Trisha moaned and swore under her breath and looked back at him. “Ride me, cowboy.”

His eyes narrowed and he held her hip tightly in one hand, lacing his other hand into her hair and rode her hard and fast. She was reduced to a moaning messing on his bed as she began to orgasm from the thorough fucking she was getting. Her hips bucked wildly driving his cock deeper and harder into her and she just couldn’t seem to stop orgasming. Trevor pulled her head back and growled at her, “I’m gonna fuck your ass pretty girl. You wanna say no?” That got Trisha’s attention very clearly and she answered softly, “I’ve never done it before. Be gentle?” He kissed her shoulder softly and trailed kisses down her back as he slowly withdrew his cock from her drenched pussy. “Of course I will.”

Trevor grabbed a bottle of lube from the night stand and spread the cool liquid along Trish’s tiny asshole and slowly slip one finger inside her. She started at the feeling and then relaxed. “How does that feel.” “Really goooood. Don’t stop.” So he didn’t and used two fingers to work more lube into her ass going slowly carefully. He slipped his other hand beneath her and began rubbing her clit. “I want you to come again for me and then I’ll fuck you. Be a good girl and do that for me.” She gasped and nodded, surprisingly turned on by his words. She wiggled her hips back and forth enjoying the feeling of her ass being fingered while Trevor rubbed her clit. She knew she was gonna have a huge orgasm from this and when Trevor picked up his pace and rubbed her clit harder she slammed herself back against his fingers and started swearing unintelligibly as another orgasm slammed into her body. Trevor groaned feeling her ass tighten and imagined just how that would feel wrapped around his dick. He had to remind himself to be gentle with her as he replaced his fingers with his cock.

Slowly he pushed against her ass, “Relax pretty girl.” Trish took a deep breath, letting it out slowly and wriggled her ass back against him very slowly as he pushed forward equally as slow. Before he was even all the way into her ass she shuddered at the feeling, “Ohmigod, this feel so good Trevor. I want this. I want you. Please fuck my ass?” “Oh I will darlin’, but I’m not going to hurt you. Be patient.” And with that his cock slid all the way into her ass and he held himself there feeling how tight she was as she marveled at the fullness. Trevor began to move, his hips rocking slowly back and forth. “Touch yourself for me Trish. Play with your clit and make yourself come again.” She did as he told her and began to whimper quietly knowing she was going to come so hard while he fucked her ass so slowly. She squirmed a little and Trevor felt her clench around him when she did and sighed with pleasure. Her orgasm built slowly and she was as patient as she could be writing her hips and rubbing and flicking at her clit. She sighed her own sigh and felt her body tense up as the next orgasm began to hit causing her to shiver and buck her hips none too gently against Trevor’s dick. Her ass clenched around him again and she collapsed on the bed, her ass still in the air wanting to be fucked; she wanted to come again this time with Trevor just fucking her.

He held both of her hips in his hands and squeezed almost, but not quite hard enough to bruise and began to fuck her ass a little harder loving how she felt. He wanted to shoot his come into her and then curl up and hold her close until they were both ready for another round. Trish start shaking the moment he fucked her harder and tried to thrust her ass into him whimpering and moaning, using her body to beg for more of him. He didn’t want to hurt her so he kept a steady pace, hard, but not too hard and knew his own orgasm was imminent. He squeezed her ass causing her to moan again and grabbed her ass with both and and squeezed harder. She bucked her hips harder that time so he kept playing with her ass while he fucked her and suddenly Trisha moaned and he felt every muscle in her body tense and tighten. She was going to come again on his cock and when she did he was going to come in her tight ass. Moments later they both exploded in orgasms and were left breathless. Trevor pulled out of her and slid onto the bed pulling her to him. “How was that, pretty girl?” She gazed up at him her eyes slightly out of focus and she smiled at him. “Can we do it again later?”

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2 Responses to Roped In

  1. Something so hot about a cowboy story. And I like his care with anal

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