Page 12 of Bred By the Cowboy

I fall back, panting and overwhelmed. “You sure it’s your first time? You’re way too good.”

He laughs. “I want to please you, Dolly. I’m so very driven to deliver... and trust me, I’ve thought about this moment probably more than I should have.”

I nod, smiling. I’ve been fantasizing about this forever, too. I never thought we’d actually be here though, with Angus’s head between my thighs, the night sky twinkling above us. It’s perfect.

Angus undoes his belt, shimmying his jeans down his legs. “I need to feel you, Dolly. All of you. I’ve wanted you ever since we were young, and you’ve been driving me extra crazy since I came back from college.”

I push myself up, looking at him. “I want to taste you too, Angus.”

He cocks an eyebrow. “Didn’t know you were that dirty, Dolly. I like it.”

“I know I gotta please my man if I want to keep him. Come here, big boy.”

“You’re more than pleasing me enough already, babe. But I ain’t going to say no to more.”

When he pushes down his boxers, I realize that calling him big boy isn’t just me being playful, but instead a very literal way of describing him. I look him up and down, and steel my resolve. He’s proven himself man enough to take care of me, and I know he’d never hurt me. I’m gonna continue to trust him, no matter what.

I run my finger down his form, toward that cock. As intimidated as I am, I’m also aching for him. I can see how bad he wants me too. His cock throbs hard for me, his balls hanging heavy. I reach for him, and run my finger down his shaft, seeing him shudder from my touch. A playful cup of his balls, my exploration of him leaving me curious. I’ve seen pictures before – Mom’s old boyfriends never gave much thought to leaving their dirty magazines lying around. But seeing Angus’s cock this close up is something else. Feeling the heft of those balls, how thick and hard his shaft is, how he reacts to my touch… It’s an educational experience on top of an exciting one, but as much as I love learning, it’s not what I’m here for.

I kiss him on the head of his cock and flash him a smile as I play with his balls, tickling them gently. I lick him in further exploration, and the taste surprises me. I don’t know what I was expecting, but I love the taste of him. I direct my licks down his shaft, watching as he enjoys every bit of sensation from my fingers and tongue.

Giggling, I open my lips for him, and slowly begin to bring him in, opening good and wide to accommodate his girth and length. Inch by inch I take him in, looking up at him with anticipation for what’s to come. All of his scent, his taste, going deep down my throat, deeper than I expected to be able to take him. I’m surprised to be learning things about myself on top of everything else.

“Christ, are you sure this is your first time? You’re too good, Dolly,” he says, the delight in his voice clear, letting me know he’s matching my own playful skepticism.

Maybe we’re just perfect for one another in body as well as spirit. We know just how to press each other’s buttons. It’s like we’re made for each other.

I take him deep and enthusiastically, bobbing my head up and down his cock as he leans back in the truck bed, running his hands through my hair and helpfully keeping it out of the way. I want him to enjoy everything he did to me and then some.

He groans in delight, and I’m building something fierce in him, happily licking and sucking him the best I can, hoping to make up for my lack of experience with eagerness. I taste little bits of precum, feel him tensing up a bit, all the movements so subtle.

“Stop, please,” he lets out, breathless.

I obey. “What’s wrong?”

“I want to save some for you, babe. I need to give myself to you the old-fashioned way.”

I nod eagerly, wanting the exact same. I crawl back to the truck bed, roll onto my back, spreading my legs for him, and shooting him the most seductive stare I can manage. “Then take me, Angus.”

He leans in and goes for another kiss, not caring where my lips just were, and I’m so eager to accept. His presence radiates over me, his tender touch caressing my cheek as his body covers mine. His aching cock tickles my thigh briefly before he guides it toward my cunt. Soon his cockhead is tickling the outside of my slit, ready to take me and make me his woman.

“Are you really ready for me?” he whispers, his voice low and seductive.

“I’ll always be ready for you,” I say without hesitation.

He hugs me tight as he pushes himself in, my pussy accepting him inch by inch. The sensation of his entry is immense but I’m so ready for it. He keeps an eye on me as I take all of him, his cock sliding in surprisingly easy. I want him so badly that there’s no pain, just craving.

“Fuck you’re so tight, Dolly,” he whispers, overwhelmed with me as much as I am with him.

Neither of us are virgins any longer, and I’m more than ready to become his slut now. “Give it to me, Angus. All of it.”

He nods as he slides out, and comes roaring back into me, letting me cry out in absolute delight as he begins to give me a good and proper fucking. A surge of bliss in and out of me, and I immediately let him know how much I appreciate it. He sets a strong, steady pace, building on every thrust, the sound of his balls slapping against me echoing through the night with every penetration. It’s not elegant, but it’s raw, it’s real, and I love it.

I love him.

His body rubbing against mine tickles everything else so sweetly as I buck against his thrusts. My arms wrap around his back to pull him closer, my legs go around his hips through pure instinct. I never want him to slow down, and definitely never stop. All of him hits me again and again, our kisses continuing only for me to moan around our embrace.

Angus hooks one of my legs, his need to take me harder equaling my need to be taken. It’s all intense, incredible, and I’m trembling, mumbling incoherently about fucking me harder, giving it to me. Being taken by him is better than I could have ever imagined, and it’s because it’s him. No random guy I flirted with over the years would have shown as much intensity and desire to please me as Angus has. I’ve never wanted anyone the way I want him.

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