This ain’t Texas.

I’ve never been someone who was into country music but ever since Bey released Cowboy Carter, I’ve been looking for something to ride. I’ve been single for a few years and it’s finally time to start getting out and mingle with the potentials. What better way to make my entrance with a cowgirl ensemble. I’ve got the hat, bolo tie, and boots to show off. I had a dress that I’d kept hidden for a minute — I had no reason to wear it, but tonight is the night. Light brown dress that is in comparison to my brown skin. It’s placed right above my thick thighs for everyone to see my intoxicating legs. I even decided to get my hair braided and I’m definitely feeling myself. My cheeks started to flush as I looked in the mirror. I admire every curve, valley and hill. I’m on the larger side, but baby….that doesn’t stop me from being that bitch. “Damn, you look good”, I told myself.

I finished getting ready and I told my girls I would meet them at the bar. I found my regular spot to park and got myself together to walk in. I had to walk a half a block and already there were stares and whistles. I’m 5’9 and my knee-high boots put me at almost 5’11! As I’m trying not to fall on my face, I’m picturing a crush that I love to look at in the bar. I don’t know what it is but anytime we are in each others presence, we immediately make eye contact. Every time he looks at me I feel him fucking me with his eyes and I get tingly super quick. I hope he’s there tonight because this outfit need to be in his view.

I walk inside and it was like the whole room got silent and all eyes were on me. I just smiled and continued on through. There were a few people I knew and they greeted me when I came in. I also check on my girls and they cheered me on as if I was going down the runway. I go down to the end of the bar where all the regulars go and say hi. I turn around and see on the other end of the bar, my crush. I caught him staring and he didn’t want to lose sight of me, nor did I. The bartender already knew my drink but it was something different when he gave it to me. “This is on him at the very end,” as he handed me my drink. He was talking about my crush. I blushed and waived like an idiot. He chuckled and got up from his seat and walked over. I started getting sweaty in between my legs and breast. I felt a bead of sweat slide down my head as he got closer. There was a seat next to me that was empty and he asked, “Is there anyone sitting there?” “Yeah, someone is here. And it’s yours,” the fucking nerd in me just had to make it awkward. He broke the ice and we were talking it up the entire night. We talked about the night life, regular life, and our favorite things to do. I felt my cheeks get red everytime he brushed his hand across my thigh as if he did it on purpose. The liquor made me confident and I started to face him as our legs somewhat crossed in our chairs. I gave him this look and he asked, “I know this may be a bit soon but can I take you to my place tonight? We don’t need to do anything, I just need to make sure you’re safe.” Hell, I wanted to go home with him because I didn’t want to deal with my girls much longer and one of them would have tried to spend the night with me. It was last call and we started getting ready to head out. He was right down the street so it was safe for the both of us to not drink and drive.

We got to his house—a typical bachelor pad. Nothing exciting at all but it was nice for him. He had candles everywhere around the house and it smelled so yummy inside— like men’s cologne. I sat down on his couch and just watched him move around getting his bed together as he was going to let me sleep on his bed. “You know I can pass out here on your couch, I don’t need all the pizzaz,” I told him. “No, I want you to be comfortable and enjoy how nice my bed is since you might be in it more than tonight,” he insisted. My face immediately flushed and I tried to keep my composure after his statement. I started to get a tingle down below as I recorded that moment mentally in my head. My crush looked over at me and could tell that I was drunk and in my head. He walked over to me and help me up from the couch. When I got up I looked at him and started caressing his arms. My goodness his arms were so sculpted. I could feel the goosebumps ignite and I brushed my fingers across his chest. I looked him directly in his eyes and bit my lip towards him.

“Your skin is so smooth, I just want a taste you,” I told him.

“Well what are you waiting for? You look like you missed dessert earlier,” he said jokingly.

I realized what I said and immediately got embarrassed and apologized. Me being drunk you never know what will come out of my mouth. He laughed and made me feel comfortable. He then started to do the same thing to me and he brushed his fingers from my cheek, going down to my neck, then all way down to where my cleavage was showing from my dress. My damn lip had a mark from me biting so hard. He then grabbed my face with both hands and looked at me and said, “Bite your lip one more time and see what happens, that shit is turning me on.”

My nipples start to get hard and the tingle in my body is now a vibration. I’m a rebel so when someone tells me not to do something, I’m going to do the opposite. I licked my tongue across my lips and bit them right after. Next thing you know I’m being tossed onto the his bed. He’s on top of me and placing his kisses all around my neck, down to my breast, to my stomach, almost right to my labia and stopped. I tried to wrap my legs around his shoulders and then he came up from underneath my hold and shot up to kiss me. His lips were so soft. It felt like I was biting into a peach, the taste was so good. I wanted to taste more of him so I pushed him off of me and started kissing from his neck down. His dick was hard as a rock and I couldn’t resist to get a taste of what was going to be mine tonight. My mouth suckled his head on down to his shaft. I could feel his veins pulsating in my mouth. I heard him moan so deep that I could feel the goosebumps rise on his skin. My head game is top tier so I had to show him who he was dealing with — a savage. His moans got stronger and he told me he was about to cum. He pushed me off him so fast and turned me over. His dick forced his way into my pussy and I screamed so loud. My tight pussy couldn’t handle him but he felt so good inside me.

His thrusts started slow then every few minutes he would go faster and faster. I felt my breaths getting deeper and I felt like I was going to cum but not yet. He then started sucking nipple and I came instantly. My juices squirted everywhere and he looked so shocked at what was released. “I’m glad I made you release this sweet nectar,” he said. My face was so red and felt so embarrassed, but he relaxed me again with his sweet kisses all over my body and then to my lips. The passion from our kisses were so intoxicating. I could feel myself getting tingly again. He started back up with his thrusts and stared me down. I could see his veins rise up from his arms and I glided my hands from his arms up to his shoulders, linking them together around his neck. I pulled him back down so I could kiss him again and he started going faster. He looked at me again and I know he was about to cum. His moan was soft and he bit down on his lips and I could feel his release inside. He came to a stop and just looked at me and we let our breaths take over the white noise.

“This isn’t going to be the last of us. Only the beginning,” he stated.

I smirked and blushed again and nodded to agree with his statement. I don’t think I can let this man go. My dreams and thoughts were exactly how I imagined. He seemed to enjoy me as well. He rested his on my chest and our sleep kicked in within minutes. Back to my dreams again..