Big Pickup at a Bar

You have been sitting at the bar and slowly enjoying your drink. It’s a local place that you drop into from time to time. This week was busy at work, so you just want to drink and relax, and maybe hook up with someone. Tonight there isn’t a live band, but there is music playing though the speakers to enjoy. Tonight, most of the music is a mix of new Country songs and old Western Swing tunes.

She walks in. She must be 6 foot tall, large and curvy, wearing a flannel shirt, jeans, and sneakers. Walking up to the bar, she orders a drink and slowly looks around as she sips it, tapping her feet in time with the music as she sits on a bar stool.

“I wish she was looking for someone like me.” You think to yourself. You aren’t a bad looking guy, but you’re realistic about yourself too. You’re average looking, a little shorter than other men, fit and trim, but she is out of your league, though the type of woman you really like to be with.

Watching her, you see a few tall guys, walk up talk with her, and then walk away. She looks at you and smiles. You smile back, but then look around thinking that there must be someone behind you. No, there is no one near you.

Picking up your mostly empty glass you walk to her. “Hi. You are beautiful. Can I buy you a refill?” You ask, nodding towards her half empty drink. She picks it up and downs the rest. “Sure. You are the sweetest little thing.”

You finish yours and ask the bartender for two refills. An upbeat song comes though the speakers. “Do you dance?” she asks. You smile broadly. “I’m happy to.”

There are a few people already on the dance floor, so you join them. You barely come up to her shoulder, but she doesn’t seem to mind as you both move to the music.

A couple of songs later, a slower song comes on and she grabs your hand. Pulling you into her, she moves in tempo, and taking the lead. It takes a moment for you to adjust and follow, but she is patient and smiles at you as you get in step.

Her arm rests on your shoulder as she pulls you tighter into her full breasts. Your arms go around her back and one rests on her ass, which feels firm and round in her jeans.

“You know what I like about ‘Short Kings’?” she asks.

Looking up at her you respond, “No what?”

“That I can press you right into my tits and you can grab my ass, without it feeling awkward. So do you like taller women?” she continues.

“I do. I know who and what I am, and I wouldn’t change it. And if a beautiful goddess like you, enjoys the feeling of me pressed up against her, then who am I to complain?” You say with a smile.

“Do you want to go to my place or yours?” she asks, holding you firmly in her arms.

“I will follow you anywhere you want tonight, Darlin’” you say in an exaggerated western accent.

Leaving the bar, she pulls the keys from pocket and the headlights of a big pickup truck flash on. “Do you want to ride with me, or just follow?”

You nod to your economical SUV, “I’ll follow. My little car will trail your truck wherever you go.” You say with a wink and sly grin.

“All right. Then let’s go. I admire your confidence.” She says, stepping in and firing up the big diesel engine. You notice her plates say “RDOGRL”.

You follow her a few blocks and then down a road leaving town. The suburban clusters of houses give way to larger tracts and a few older farms. She turns onto a narrow road leading up to a barn and an old farm house.

You park next to her. “Is this your place?”

“Yeah. Come on in, and we can talk inside.”

The house is a traditional design with a front porch and kitchen off to the side. “You are a real cowgirl, aren’t you?” you ask looking around.

“I use to ride on the rodeo circuit with my family. When I was a girl, I trained as a barrel racer, but then I got too big and tall.” She says as she motions you to sit on the couch next to her. “Then I trained with my brothers who are bronc riders, and calf ropers.”

“I don’t really know much about the rodeo. Do you still compete?” You ask looking into her beautiful dark eyes.

She slides closer, puts an arm around you, and says, “Oh yeah. I can’t move as fast as those small little girls can barrel racing. But you should see what I can do with a rope and a running calf.” She has a hungry look in her eyes as she pulls you in and kisses you.

Her lips are warm and taste of beer and bourbon as she kisses you hard. Your hands move to unbutton her shirt and you feel the texture of her bra as it holds her large breasts. You feel her hand undoing your belt and the fly of your slacks.

She leans back for a second, pulls off her shirt and unfastens her bra. Her round, full breasts are free, and you see how hard her dark nipples are. “In the bar, you seemed to like them. What do you think about them now?”

Without a word, you lean forward, and start sucking the right one. You try to get your hands around them but they are larger than you thought.

“That’s it. Suck on my titty. Use your mouth. You little guys are good at that.” She says with a relaxed tone. You feel it get even harder in your mouth as you suck firmly. Your hand grips the left one and pulls it a bit.

“Are you a titty man?” she asks after a minute.

You stop and look up. “What I really want is to taste that wet pussy of yours.”

“All right little man, show me what you can do.” She says as she stands up, and pulls off her jeans. The gusset of her cotton panties are visibly damp. “How do you want to do this?”

“Lie back and I’ll show you.” You say as you strip off your shirt and pants. Your hard dick, visibly tenting your briefs. She strips off her panties and lies on the couch with her knees bent, and you move between her legs.

Softly, you kiss the inside of her right thigh, and slowly kiss your way towards her warm, and inviting snatch. “I like that.” She says as she reaches down and puts her hands on your head. You slow down your kissing as you get closer, and teasingly use the tip of your tongue to lick her soft smooth skin.

“Mmmm. Keep going.” She says. You look up, along her body, with her breasts partially blocking her face, and smile at her. Using the tip of your tongue you slowly lick around her moist lips, and blow a playful cooling breath across her clit. “That is soooo different. Why are you teasing me?”

Wordlessly you turn your head a bit and kiss the inside of her left thigh. Kissing and licking as you get closer to her cunt lips which now are more open and inviting. They remind you of the dewy petals of a flower in the early morning. You silently smile, and thrust your tongue deep into her. “Yes. You are good at this. That is why I like small, quiet men. They know how to eat pussy.”

Using your tongue, in a flat licking motion you lick up and down, and then around her clit. Like some other big women you have been with before, she has a large clit. Perfect for sucking. You lick your fingers and then slowly rub the tips along her pussy lips, as you lick around her clit. Then you clamp your mouth down and suck firmly as you trust your wet fingers into her hungry pussy.

She grips handfuls of your hair and moans. You continue sucking and licking her clit as you finger her faster and harder. She is breathing harder and you feel her body moving and tightening as pleasure is building in her. You thrust your fingers deep inside of her and hold them. “That’s it. Feel me filling you, my big cowgirl. Cum for me” You say and then suck her clit again.

You feel her pulsing around your fingers. Her strong thighs tighten around your head as she cums. You stop sucking her clit and lick her wet pussy, tasting her pleasure.

She slows down her breathing. “Damn. I was right about you. Now it’s my turn. Let me show you how I ride.” She has you lie down on the floor, as she stands up for a second.

She looks like an Amazon goddess. Strong and hungry to devour you. You are still hard, but leaking pre-cum against your briefs.

She gets down and crawls up your legs, pulling down your drawers. “I want that little fella, all for myself.” She says, gripping it, licking it, and taking it fully in her mouth. Her mouth is so wet and warm. If she sucks too hard, she will get a mouth full of spunk, before she can ride you. “You are so ready for me.” She says as she strokes your saliva slicked cock.

She raises up again and then squats over you, slowly lowering herself onto you. You see the strength of her thighs from years of horse riding and then feel her on you. She grips your writs and hold them tightly to the floor. “Oh yes. I am going to ride you until I am tired of you.” She says in a wicked tone. She rubs her wet pussy lips along your shaft for a second, and then feeds you into her. Her pussy is so wet and warm around your hard cock, you know you won’t last long.

She starts bouncing up and down, taking more of you into her each time she comes down. Once you are all the way in, she grips your wrists harder and rocks back and forth. When she moves forward, she grinds her clit against your pubic patch, a feeling you love. She is breathing harder again, as are you.

Her nipples rub against your chest and almost hit your mouth. You try to move your hands to grab her nipples, but she holds your wrists firmly in place. Knowing that you really are pinned, there is a feeling a excitement added to the lust. You know this woman can and will use you any way she wants. This feels so good.

Your hard dick erupts inside of her, but she is focused on her pleasure and doesn’t care. She keeps grinding her clit and moving back and forth. She is going to orgasm again too.

You feel her pulsing and tightening around you. Even though you shot your load, the slick feeling of your mixed juices on your shaft feels so good. You wish you could cum again.

She stops and releases you. Your softening dick slides from her, all shiny with cum.

“So how was that?” she asks standing up and pulling you to your feet.

“That is why I love large women. The appreciate the pleasure given by a little guy.” You say as you pull her head down to you and kiss her.

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