Sexy Buckle Bunny to the Rescue

Sexy Buckle Bunny – Save A Horse – Ride A Cowboy

Men are like trophies to be collected. The bigger the better. I have the best of all worlds. Not only am I a Sexy Buckle Bunny, but I’m a Badge Bunny and a Hose Chaser as well. Let me help you out with the terms. Badge Bunny is always good for the S&M thrill. Police men really know how to use those handcuffs. Then there’s the Hose Chaser – I’m a size Queen, and I love big dicks. What better way to go big? Go home with a Fireman- right? My newest adventure and notch on my headboard is being an honorary Sexy Buckle Bunny. A Sexy Buckle Bunny is a woman who likes rodeo riders. Especially the ones who win BIG and wear those BIG shiny belt buckles. (Wicked LiL Grin) I love things big!!!

It was a Friday night and warm under the arena lights. Being a Sexy Buckle Bunny is more than a name. It’s a mood and the heat in the air. Tonight, I own it. This is my new playground – I pick who I fuck.  I own this whole arena. Nothing was holding me back.

Soon, I was going to fuck a stallion and become a Sexy Buckle Bunny

The lights glowed softly and gold. The dirt smelled warm and like sweat. My senses were stimulated and aroused. A strong masculine scent filled the air. Not one of male testosterone, rather it smelled like rugged men. Boots hitting the ground and asses hitting the saddle hard. Thump. Thump. Soon, my pulse started beating hard. Slowly, I moved. I took my time. I owned every step. Consequently, all eyes were on me in my tight-fitting jeans. Real tight. They hugged my ass like a second skin. My top showed skin. Just a hint. Not too much. Just enough to make them stare. Moreover, I looked good, and I knew it. They watched me, and I let them. How does it feel to want?  Soon, I owned their attention.

Without a care, I leaned on the fence. The wood was rough. It felt good against my palms. Soon, I was watching the riders. I was not impressed yet. Consequently, they had to work hard to grab my attention. I enjoyed the bold ones. The ones who stared back, as if I hypnotized them with my stunning looks. The ones who do not scare easily. Gunner, one of the riders, looked my way. An all too familiar look of lust. He was sizzling hot and cute to boot. He thinks he is tough and can outplay me. I held his gaze. You know the saying, “Whoever looks away first LOST!” I held it long and hard. That’s how it all starts with me. A look. A grin. Words are cheap – Actions speak. Moreover, my actions are worth a million dollars. I might let him touch if he earns it.

As a Sexy Buckle Bunny, I like the Control and Power

Consequently, there Gunner stood in awe as I teased him. Keeping him out of reach was part of the game. It was fun. It made my pussy wet. Hence, I held all the power. I picked the fuck for the evening, and the man behind the big buckle. Soon, his monster dick would be my trophy.  Slow and steady, I stepped closer. Real slow. I brushed his arm. I let my tits graze his biceps. Damn, those were some hard muscles. My look had meaning. It wasn’t rushed or fake. It was just heat, and I was on a mission. Soon, the arousal took over my whole body.

Moreover, I felt my power. I didn’t need to say a word. My eyes, hips, and lips said it all. The way I sighed and breathed in said even more.  Subsequently, I wanted him. But on my terms. Only my terms. Gunner thinks he will win me. (Wicked LiL Smirk) That’s cute.  I’m the hunter, not the prey. Hence, I’m nobody’s prize. And I say where and when it’s time to fuck. My clit throbs with excitement. I know my power. I feel the pulse build between my creamy thighs. Wet and hot. My juices soaked through my panties.

Being a Sexy Buckle Bunny is not about the chase

It’s about meeting your sexual demands. Picking the ride of a lifetime. (Wicked LiL Laugh) I love riding it rough and making him beg. I like being the hunter, not the prey. Consequently, I run it backwards. I make them run to me. A challenge as I make them wait. Soon, my nipples were hard as pebbles. Hence, I let him see to build the anticipation. Subsequently, I want him to want me and crave a touch.  The want makes it sweet. The wait makes it hot.

Finally, when I say yes? He knows he got lucky. But here is my trick. I never give it all,  just enough to keep them hanging on the edge. A taste. A tight squeeze. Then I pull back and leave them hard. Consequently, I leave him hungry and wanting my tight, bald, wet, juicy cunt. Shall I go on? (Wicked LiL Laugh)

I was walking past the pens. The bulls were snorting. The cowboys were spitting. Soon, they were all staring. Good. Let them stare. Consequently, this power makes me high. Hence, it makes my cunt twitch. I love the heat and am extremely turned on. Soon, my hand slips down and rests on my thigh. My thumb rubs slowly. I feel the heat there. I feel the damp spot through the jeans. My silky red panties are soaked…I have not even kissed him yet.

That is my secret. I get wet from controlling ALL the power.

More or less from start to finish. Subsequently, knowing he will ache for his Sexy Buckle Bunny. Poor thing, I know he will be jerking off tonight if I don’t fuck his brains out. It’s only a matter of time before he walks over to me. “Tired of undressing me with your eyes, cowboy?” I say to him with a sinister laugh. I know I’ve won the first round.  Gunner had a sexy stare, dusty jeans, and a huge buckle.  This Sexy Buckle Bunny only hopes his cock is as big. The one with the stare. His jeans are dusty. His buckle is huge. He had to earn that the way he is gonna need to earn me as a conquest.

Consequently, maybe he can earn me, or maybe I will be easy. (Wicked LiL Laugh) So not in my nature. You can take the girl out of the city, but not the city out of the girl. My voice is sexy and inviting. Moreover, my voice was a dare. As we chatted, I found my hand tracing his big belt buckle.  Soon, Gunner’s eyes dropped to my tits and then lower. To that spot. Where my jeans meet skin. The spot he wanted. I feel my pulse grow deeper between my thighs.  There’s no waiting.  Soon, I had him fucking my tight hole.  Within seconds, his jeans were open, and he fucked me behind the horse trailer. Sizzling hot wall sex as he picked me up over his arms. Soon, he slid his throbbing cock deep inside my cunt with one thrust.

Time flies when you’re having fun.

Consequently, they were calling his number over the loudspeaker. Gunner needed to get himself together. He said, “We will need to pick this up later.” I just smiled and said, “Win big and then come find your Sexy Buckle Bunny.” I walked away. My ass was swaying. I know he looked back a couple of times. He’s gonna ride hard as hell to impress me. Subsequently, I do not need a hero. I need a toy. Hence a rough toy with a big dick. A strong toy with a big dick. And a big ego. I will break that ego. I will ride that dick. And I will leave before dawn.

Moreover, I am the Sexy Buckle Bunny. I pick the ride, set the pace, and take the prize. And the best part is? He thinks he won me. But I won him. I always win.

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