Read Part 1 of the story here.
(A) – This story contains anal play, including anal intercourse.
(L) – This story contains strong language.
My head was spinning and my eyes were rolling from the oral attention I had just received from my wife, but I snapped back to reality and fumbled out of the truck. I buttoned my pants, standing out the grassy hilltop in the middle of nowhere on our cattle ranch.
My cock was in full-on rage mode now, and there was no putting him away, so I just left my fly down and let my little friend get some fresh air. As I was getting the air mattress unrolled and laid out in the bed of the truck, my wife uncorked the wine and poured us a couple of Dixie cups. I’m more of a beer guy, to be honest, but it was a special occasion, and things usually get fun when she’s had a glass of red wine.
As I was getting the mattress blown up, I noticed she was sitting in the driver’s seat. It was close to dusk now, and the sun was right behind the driver’s door. She had put the center console down and was leaning on it, sipping her wine with her legs sticking out of the door of the truck, crossing one over the other, her top leg slightly bouncing. Her thigh-high boots led up to her short dress with her bronzed and toned legs. It was mesmerizing.
I figured it would be a few minutes as the air mattress filled up. I sauntered over to the driver’s door and stood there taking her in. She saw my cock jutting out of my pants, and her mouth parted a bit, and her tongue licked her lips. She was drunk, but not on wine. She was drunk on cock. She uncrossed her legs and gave me full view of her hot pink thong, and that’s all it took.
In an instant, I dove in and started clawing at the straps of her thong. She leaned back and arched her back to let me pull her thong off. I held her perfect ass in my hands and started to drink—and not from a Dixie cup.
She pulled my hat off and started rubbing her hands through my hair.
The best part of being on the cattle ranch is that there is literally nobody around for miles in any direction. My wife can be a bit inhibited when she knows the kids are in the house, or when we’re in a hotel room with people on the other side of the wall. Today, she had no inhibitions. She was loud and vocal.
“Fuck I love that! Suck me right there—yesss! Don’t stop! Yeah baby, right there!”
It was perfect.
I followed her instructions to the letter and gave her at least two orgasms in short order. I alternated between fucking her pussy with my tongue, and then sucking on her clit while I fingered her G-spot. She was aching and writhing and wailing. It was awesome! I could have stayed like that all night!
After a while, I heard the hose pop off the air mattress and the hiss of the air escaping. I peeled myself away from her overflowing well of pleasure and hurried around to the tailgate to make sure we didn’t have to start the whole process over again. I got the plug in the mattress and turned back around, and my heart skipped a beat. She had gotten out of the truck, taken off her dress, and was standing there naked, in her boots, with my cowboy hat on.
“Fuck, man,” I breathed.
I must have looked pretty silly standing there with my mouth hung open, cheeks all flushed and red from rubbing against her thighs just seconds before, and cock jutting out of my pants, angry and solid. She had her pointer finger of her right hand in her mouth, just slightly licking it, and then she slowly started to turn around to give me a full view of her in her glory. As she faced away, she slowly bent over with her legs parted, opening up her gorgeous ass and pussy lips for my viewing. Looking behind, with her thigh-high boots and cowboy hat on, she gave me the most devilish smile. She knew she was about to get the fucking of a lifetime—and she wanted it.
“Fuck, man!” I said again.
I tore off my tank top and struggled to get my boots off. She bent over a little more and gave me even more of a view. I got my pants off and turned around, fully buck ass naked, all of heaven witnessing us in the springtime evening. It was still warm enough out to not get chilled, but we were so hot and horny that it could have been snowing and I think we would have been fine.
I marched up to my fun-sized bride and threw her over my shoulder like a sack of potatoes. I carried her over to the tail gate of my truck and set her gently on the air mattress. I helped pull her boots off her feet, and she scooted back onto the air mattress and gave me a “come get me” grin.
I hopped up and was about to have my way with her when she held her foot out to my chest and said, “Lay down, cowboy.”
I lay down on my back, and she proceeded to sit on my face, one hand pinching her nipple, the other hand holding onto my cowboy hat.
Fuck, man! I thought this time, obviously unable to say anything, as my mouth was occupied.
I sucked on her sweet pussy and clit and used my fingers to probe both her tight holes. She moaned and gasped and bucked on my face. Eventually, she leaned forward a bit and softly touched my red-headed, angry cock, which had been dying for attention. She softly stroked my cock and played with my balls. I couldn’t really tell if she was being intentional about it or if she was riding orgasms and would then remember he was still waiting.
After a bit, she leaned forward entirely, and the 69 was on. I lapped at her slit, probed her asshole with one finger, and tongue fucked her pussy. I sucked on her clit and two-fingered her pussy till she was convulsing, never taking my other hand off that amazing ass. She deep throated my cock (as much as she could take), cupped my balls, and played with my asshole as well. She knows I love a good prostate massage.
This was by far the best date I had ever been on. I was kicking myself for waiting so long to bring her up here. We were chasing each other’s lusts. When I moaned, she moaned louder. When I stopped catch my breath, she only sucked harder. When I fingered her fast, she collapsed on me, shaking, barely hanging on. This was the life.
Suddenly, she said, “Oh look! The sun is setting!”
She stood up in the bed of the truck and leaned over the cab. I was in a daze, catching my bearings lying on the air mattress. But when I saw her ass slowly sway . . . left . . . right . . . left . . . right . . . It was like a hypnotist’s watch. Then she leaned forward, her perfect pussy lips and ass cheeks parted and I saw into her flower. I knew the assignment.
I stood up, came up behind her, and put my arms around her chest, holding her and watching the sunset.
She held my arms and said, “This has been the best date night I can ever remember. I can’t believe we’ve never come up here before.”
“I agree,” I murmered. “We’ll definitely be back here again soon.”
Then I pushed my cock into her waiting, wet pussy.
“OOOoooohhh,” she gasped.
I pulled back, but not all the way out, then pushed back in further.
“Fffuuuccckkk . . .”
Once more, slowly out and in.
“Yyyeeesss . . .”
Once more, deeper still.
“Gggoooddd yeeesss . . .” she groaned.
One last time, slowly.
“YEEESSSS BABBBBEEEE! FFFUCK MEEE!” She was letting the whole world know she was ready for me to do my duty. I was ready.
I gripped her hips and started rhythmically slamming into her snatch. Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Every time our skin slapped together, she let out a moan, or a gasp or a noise like,
“Mmmffffff . . .”
“Aaaahhh . . .”
“Yyyeeesss . . . yyyeeesss . . . yyyeeesss . . .”
I was diligently doing my duty as a husband to tend to my own vineyard, and today was plowing day. I was letting her have as many orgasms as she could take, and giving her all of my sizeable meat, buried to the hilt in her wet pussy.
Her sweet juices were flowing down her legs, and the sloshing noises kept coming with every slam I gave her. She arched her back more to get a better angle.
The sounds rang out of our skin slapping together, punctuated as I spanked her every so often.
She was yelling by now, “FUCK, YES! FUCK YES! FUCK ME, BABE, FUCK ME!” in rhythm with my slamming cock. IT WAS GLORIOUS!
We continued fucking like this as the sun continued to set. I was focused and locked in. Fucking her was the most important task today. I was going to give it my all and make it last as long as possible. She was buckling and spasming as wave after wave after wave of orgasms cascaded over her. She was getting a proper fucking from her lover, and she was enjoying every second.
After a while, she put her hand back on my chest, making us pause, and said, “I need a different position.”
I think her legs were going wobbly, and she was gonna collapse.
I lay down on the air mattress again and thought we were going to finish with her lying down on her side. She had a different idea in mind. As I lay on the air mattress, she straddled me and squatted down, reaching between her legs and fed my cock to her pussy reverse cowgirl, pointing her magnificent ass in my direction, while one hand was holding on to my cowboy hat. I now knew why she brought it.
Fuck, man! I thought at that incredible view.
I am an unabashed ass man. I don’t think there is a more beautiful image on God’s green earth than a female ass. I’ve seen sunrises and sunsets, stunning pictures of nebulae in outer space, beaches that would take your breath away, and all other sorts of beauty to be found in this life. None of them is as beautiful as the female ass, and nothing is more breathtaking than seeing your wife’s glorious ass go up and down as your cock fills her pussy.
I was dumbstruck. Watching her bounce on my cock, holding onto my hat like a professional bull rider, sliding back and forth to catch her clit on my balls, fucking me and fucking my brains out . . . I was in heaven.
I put my hand on her ass, and naturally, my thumb went to her asshole. Immediately, she leaned forward and then pushed back hard, taking my thumb into her ass.
“Fffuuucckkk,” she moaned.
Harder and faster she fucked me. I pushed my thumb into her ass more. Every time she took it deeper, I saw her head roll back. Her eyes closed as she pinched a nipple. She was loving all of this, and I was loving her.
As I felt my cock starting to swell, my eyes were rolling in my head from the overwhelming pleasure. She fucked me faster and faster, harder and harder. She could tell I wasn’t gonna last much longer.
“Do you want to cum inside me, baby?” she asked.
It always seems like these types of questions get asked at the wrong moment. The reason we went from one to four kids so fast is that she asked these questions when I’m completely braindead, on the verge of cumming, with no chance at coming up with a logical thought. Then—pop goes the weasel—here comes another baby.
She was grinding on my rock-hard cock, I was thumb-fucking her ass, her back was arching with every thrust as she was giving me the fuck of a lifetime, and she asked me to come up with a plan for the finish? It wasn’t going to happen. My response was something like “Aaaaahhhhfffffssssssmmmm!”
She suddenly leaned forward and let me slip out of her.
“Ok, sounds good,” she said.
I was confused. Suddenly, she grabbed my cock between her legs, pointed it at her asshole, and pushed back onto it.
“FUUUUCCCKKKKKKK!!!” we both wailed in unison. She slowly leaned forward and then back again. “FFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCKKKKK!!!” we both said again.
I guess she thought I had said “Ass” when she asked where I wanted to cum, and she was ready to oblige. May all you men find women as good as mine.
She started picking up the pace. Pushing back onto my cock and sitting more upright on it. She took it all in as much as she could, holding her ass cheeks apart as she bounced on my cock. I was gonna blow.
As I felt my orgasm just about to climax, she reached down and slid a finger to my asshole and slightly pushed in. That was all I was lacking. I blew load after load after load into her ass. My prostate convulsed and contracted like my heart, shooting what seemed like gallons of cum into her ass. She never slowed down as she felt her asshole filling with my seed.
“Yessss baby Yess! Cum in my ass, baby!” she encouraged as she bounced.
Load after load. It felt like nine or ten times—scouts honor! I arched my back as she continued fingering my ass, my cock staying buried in her ass as she milked every drop out of my balls.
She gradually slowed her pace. It was pitch dark now. We were covered in sweat, and the spring air was brisk on our wet skin. I was gasping for breath, and she was quivering. Slowly, she slid off of me, and my cock popped out of her gaping asshole. My cum oozed down her legs and all over my cock and waist. It was so fucking hot.
We lay there in the back of my truck under the stars and caught our breath. I held her in my arms and played with her curly dark hair. She ran her hands over my chest and down to my cock, not interested in waking the dragon again, but more just appreciating the spectacle of it. These are the blessings of marriage—to lie naked with your woman and explore each other’s bodies after exerting all your energy taking each other to the gates of heaven itself.
It was the best ranch ride ever.
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