It was a dusty hot day, like it always was in the desert. You are cleaning cups behind the saloon's bar, bored out of your skull. As you wiped the glasses down with your rag, you watched the dust storm outside of the window, a few minutes pass by and you see... a figure riding through the dust. You squint, and you see a man on a horse emerging through the storm. You rushed and opened the door for him, trying to get him out of the terrible storm.
He ties his horse up in the stables, then holding his hat, runs into the saloon.
"My god, are you alright?" You question hurriedly while turning him around to check for possible injuries. "...Yes ma'am. I'm perfectly fine." He flashes a smile, holding onto his cowboy hat (do y'all know where I'm going with this 🤭) after a few moments of me catering to the small cuts on his body, he mutters, "You're a real beauty, aren't ya?", before he takes his hat off and places it softly on my hair, careful to not mess it up. I pause, dropping all my supplies. Here, in our town, the phrase goes, "Wear the hat, ride the cowboy". It was a very bold move on his part, I glance up, to meet his harsh gaze, full of what I can only describe as pure and unrefined lust.
He raises his eyebrow, then points behind his back with his thumb to the break room. It's not like this guy isn't hot as fuck or that I don't want to ride him, it's just the astonishment that someone who I would pass by as way out of my league would do this. "So what's your verdict?" He asks teasingly. "...Yes," I say eagerly, still embarrassed though.
He smirks, then takes my hand and leads me to the break room, thankfully it is empty as I'm the only employee in the saloon right now. "Be a good girl and take those clothes off for me?" He nods to my uniform, I hurridly take all my clothes off while he slowly takes off his. I sit on the couch, he grins at me, naked, and all spread out on the couch for him. All him. He walks to me and lays down on the couch, hands behind his neck. I already know what to do as I climb up on top of him, positioning myself above his dick (sorry if this ruins the mood but fuck anyone who says "entrance" or "member" 😒), dropping my weight onto him. He lets out an animalistic groan, grabbing my hips and digging his nails into my soft skin. I throw my head back, moaning loudly. After sitting there for a second, adjusting to his size, I slowly start to ride him. He lets out a chain of low grunts and groans, while I counter with many lewd moans. I hold his hips for support as he bucks into me, His thrusts meeting my riding. as he hits my G-spot repeatedly I curl my toes in pleasure, absolutely soaking up this moment. I look down at my pussy and his dick, the sight was so lewd and pleasurable it sent shivers down my spine. As I reach my climax, he pushes the fallen hair out of my face. "Look at me while your cumming." he says in a sweet yet demanding tone. I nod locking gazes with him, his thrusts become sloppier and faster, his moans getting more frequent. He grips onto my hips tighter. "Love... Im gonna-" He was cut off when he cums in me, right after, I cum too. After a few more slow and steady thrusts to ride out both of our orgasms, he pulls out, letting his warm cum drip out of my pussy and onto my thighs. I try to get up and fetch a towel, but my legs are sore and shaking. He laughs. "Here, I'll get towels." He gets up and returns with towels, and hands me one. I wipe the cum off of my thighs, letting him do his own thing. After a moment of cleaning ourselves up, he lays back down and cradles me against his chest. I feel satisfied and I cuddle up to him.
