Rode him like a cowgirl [MF]

I wrapped his belt around his cock and used it to move him while I rode.

Normally I like to write with more detail–the buildup, the smells and sounds, the mood. It’s reflective of how I like sex.

Sometimes I like things blunt and hard. No rose petals or overtures, just grabbing and thrusting. It’s need and want, ownership and submission.

So the other night had started with a lot of other stuff, but I don’t care to dig into that right now. I’m bringing you in 2/3 into the story, where he is spread eagle on the bed, strapped down by wrists and ankles, his cock the only thing rising from the mattress like my personal delicious joystick.

His thick leather belt was within hand’s reach, so I dragged it across his chest, down his abdomen, letting it brush his cock and the weight of the end of it rest of his balls.

He shuddered from this, the change in sensation from my hands and mouth to this rougher, heavier thing.

Good, I like the shuddering. I wanted more. The belt had curled a bit around the base of his cock, and it seemed like a nice idea.

So I wrapped it around his cock twice, there at the middle of the length of brown leather, and held the ends of the belt in my right hand.

Straddling him, my arm straight out to my side, I could move his stiff cock via the belt ends in my hand.

There was plenty of cock still exposed beyond the belt–that gorgeous head and some shaft–and it occurred to me that this would be a fun ride.

(Safe words and consent check-ins were peppered through this in real life, I just don’t remember when and how often. The love of my life and object of my lust was physically restrained and in a very precarious sexual position–with very clear full consent.)

So I hopped on. I mean I carefully slid on, and god, what fun. On my knees, straddling him, half of his dick inside me, and being able to both roll my hips AND pull the belt to apply pressure with his cock at different angles…it felt amazing.

He clearly felt the amazing sensations too, because he was really really hard, and making some pretty exciting sounds. Grind, roll, pull. Grind, roll, pull. One arm controlling the position of his cock with the belt, one arm stretched forward and pressing my fingers around his throat, and then he was moaning and invoking my name as he came.

Because he wasn’t quite as deep into me as he usually is, his cock being choked a few inches by that belt, more of his cum leaked out right away than usual. I unwound hid belt and wiped it across my nipples, though there is still a bit of a cum stain in the inside of it.

But I like that. He can walk around in plain daylight and have this hidden mark of my ride while he does normal stuff like parenting and home repairs and going to work.

He’s an overtly sexy man, and privately very kinky.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/e100uf/rode_him_like_a_cowgirl_mf