.เณเฟ. ride like you mean it p2
part 1, masterlist
top!cowgirl!abby x bottom!citygirl!reader
art from olgasnoww on twt
part 2 as promised ๐ and on everyones soul i will be writing more cowgirl!abby iโm obsessed. not proofread yet so it might be rough in some spots
cross-posted on ao3
cw (r!receiving for all unless specified): porn with a plot, some fluff, dirty talk, pet names, banter, teasing, slut shaming, light degradation, praise kink, ab riding (r! rides a!), face sitting, pussy eating, fingering, strapping, ass play if you squint, strap sucking (a!receiving), slight dom/sub (both vers tho), they basically just go at it like animals tbh, manhandling, strap referred to as dick and cock, masturbation, spitting, rough sex, spanking, squirting, edging, implications of sex, implications of becoming fuck buddies
word count: 3.7k
!!men dni!!
Abbyโs steady hand stays on the small of your back the entire time both of you veer towards the doors of the bar. As you exit, the cool night air kisses your skin sending a soft shiver down your spine. Abby guides you through the dusty parking lot towards a beat up red truck. โHere wโgo,โ her voice low in your ear while she ushers you towards the passengerโs side, body behind yours as she almost pins you to the rear door.
Her left hand unhooks the carabiner from her belt loop, passing it off to her right and then it immediately finds your waist again. The key sliding into the door, unlocking it with a click. โโF ya change your mind at any point, Iโll turn around โnd drive back. No hard feelins,โ her voice gentle. โI can assure you that will not be happeninโ.โ your right arm going to open the passenger door for yourself but gets cut short by Abbyโs sturdy hand, which pushes your arm back into place followed by the door being opened for you; โI might be tryinโ to get in your pants, but I still got some class.โ
The inside of the truck is nicer than you expected: softly worn brown leather covering the bench-style seating, steering wheel and dash covered in a tortoise shell enamel. The lack of seat belts is slightly nerve-racking as she drives down the bumpy gravel road, but it also gives you an idea. You slide off your boots, swinging your legs up and resting your feet on the benchโknees falling open as you do so.
Abbyโs breath catches in her throat, eyes briefly flicking down to the growing dark patch on your lacy pink thong. She clears her throat and focuses back to driving. โYโtryna veer us off the road sweetheart?โ her voice pitches down. With eyes back on the highway, her hand grabs your calf, pulling you towards her, legs now across hers. You bite your lip at how easily she dos so; โJust showinโ you what youโre in for.โ
Abby hums in response, hand trailing up your leg, resting high on your inner thigh and pinkyโever so slightlyโbrushing your clit through the fabric. A whine escapes from you when the truck hits a pothole, Abbyโs pinky pressing hard against the nerves. โYou put that on thinkinโ bout easy access or somethinโ?โ she asks, hand still firmly planted just by your core. โIt was more of me knowing โ it looked hot.โ Abby nods, briefly turning her head towards you and squeezing your thigh, โAinโt no denyinโ that part.โ
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The truck is filled with lust and tension by the time the wheels crunch on the gravel of Abbyโs driveway. As soon as she puts it in park and turns off the ignition, you climb onto her lap straddling her. Your lips clash against hers and your tongue works its way into her mouth, tasting her and swallowing the whines that leave her throat. Breaking apart, your hands trail up over her wife pleaser, feeling her shoulders as you help her shrug off the green flannel she has on overtop. She tosses it into the backseat, grabbing your face and kissing you once more. Hands are everywhere; caressing waists, squeezing tits, running down arms, trailing up abs. โAnyone ever ridden these before?โ you murmur against her lips, middle finger running along the muscles, twitching under your touch. Abby bites your bottom lip, she pulls away, โNo, but if you beg I might let you.โ
โOh baby, I donโt beg.โ You reach down and pull a lever on the side of the bench, Abby falling with it as it lays flat, meeting the edge of the backseat. โTake off your shirt.โ you command, her face stunned and irises almost completely taken over by black. Your gaze gets hungrier as she softly grunts sitting up and pulling her shirt off, muscles rippling, making your already soaked cunt even wetter. You place your fingers underneath the band of her sports bra, looking at her before going further. โPlease,โ Abbyโs voice needy, the pads of your thumbs graze her hardened nipples before you pull the bra off. Your eyes immediately fall to the gorgeous set of small tits in front of you. โSo fuckinโ pretty.โ A hand pushes her back down so sheโs laying flat, and you pull your own top over your head.
Your nipples graze hers when you bend over to kiss her again, both of you letting a soft sound into the otherโs mouth. Abby holds onto your hips, sliding you onto her stomach and she slowly guides them into a rocking motion. โFuuck yโre sโwet,โ she groans, โBet those pretty panties are ruined.โ Her hands trail up your stomach, taking squeezing the fat of your tits and pinching your nipplesโ your clit pulses, causing you grind down harder as you chase the feeling. You take her hands off of you and pin them above her head, chest spilling in her face. A groan comes from the blonde underneath you, sucking marks into the skin of your breast and her tongue circling your perked nipples.
โGod, look atcha,โ you gasp as you roll your hips, โCould so easily overpower me but youโre lettinโ me use you like a fucktoy instead.โ Abbyโs mouth is immediately unlatched from your skin, clearly taking your words as a challenge. She easily unpins herself from your grasp, seeing your shocked expression she quips: โWhat? Ya didnโt think Iโd actually letcha win, did ya baby?โ her hands push you down and off of her stomach, your slick leaving it gleaming in the moonlight. โYโtalk a lot of game for someone whoโs just gonna a be hole for me to use in a few minutes.โ you attempt to rut against her belt buckle, clit twitching at the dirty words leaving the woman underneath you. Abby holds your hips still, a low chuckle coming from her: โThought ya said yโwerenโt an easy lay.โ her left arm reaching over to open the driverโs door before lifting you out. โI havenโt fucked no one for over a year,โ you feel the need to justify your reaction. โThen Iโll just hafta do an extra good job wearinโ yโout.โ Abby swings you over her shoulder fireman style, kicking the truck closed.
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โOh Goddamn.โ gasps fall from Abby as you lick her abs clean of your slick, siren eyes staring back up at her. You lick one long stripe from underneath her bellybutton up to the column of her hickey-covered throat, your hands kneading her perfect tits and pinching her rosy nipples. You get on your tip toes to kiss her properly, her hands scooping under your ass and lifting you up. She walks forward for quite a few strides, mouth still on yours and puts you down on her couch.
Her lips trail down your neck and chest, leaving deep purple bruises before soothing then over with her tongue. โโM dyinโ to get a taste of this pussy darlinโ.โ Abby looks up at you with hungry eyes, hands resting on the button of your miniskirt. You lift up your hips to let her slip the rest of your clothing off. Your legs falling apart as she takes her thumbs and spreads the lips apart, โOh God,โ your groan coming from deep within, the lack of sex in the past year clearly making you more sensitive than you thought. โSo pretty.โ Abby coos, still holding your folds open for her. She spits on your clit (completely unnecessary as youโre dripping down your thighs) and the feeling of the warmth hitting your twitching clit elicits a whimper from your lips. Her thumb lazily grazing circles around the nerves.
โTell me what ya want.โ Abbyโs tone turns commanding, a warmth jolting in your core and your pussy leaks more. โI w-want tโbe eaten out.โ
โYeah? Who dโya wanna get eaten out by? Tell me baby.โ
โYou,โ hips bucking towards her mouth, which pulls away from your core ever so slightly. You whine, โAbbyyy fuckinโ do it already.โ
โSay please.โ a smug grin taking over her face when she looks up at you, resulting in an eyeroll from you, begrudgingly complying; โPlease Abby, need mโ pussy eaten so bad.โ
โThere we go, good girl.โ she murmurs almost against your slick folds. Licking a long stripe from your hold to your clit before hooking her arms around your thighs. Your hand flies down, tangling in her hair as your soft moans fill the room. Abby circles your clit with her tongue, sucking it in between her lips and flicking it, all while resting a finger against the bottom of your hole. โNeed you inside,โ you moan as Abby repeats the motions in a beautiful rhythm. Her thick middle finger sliding into you, Abby moans into your cunt as your walls suck her in, your eyes rolling back at the vibration. She pumps the digit in and out, tongue now just flicking your clitโ jolts of pleasure travelling up your body each time tongue lashes against flesh. Abbyโs index finger joins her middle, spreading and stretching you open. When she finally curls the fingers up onto your G-spot your back arches off the couch and you cry out. โYes! Fuck right there!โ Abby, being the good listener she is, hits that spot over and over.
The coil in your lower abdomen is on the verge of snapping now, moans falling from you and filling the room. Youโve discovered that tugging the blonde braid up to get her closer makes her moan, Abbyโs own hums only adding to the stimulation. โโM gโna cuuum, โm so-oo close fuuuck.โ your pussy clenches around Abbyโs fingers, legs beginning to shake. And then youโre empty, her fingers pulling out with a wet pop.
โW- The fuck was at for?โ you scowl down at the blonde, pulling the braid her hair is pulled into, โMmmh relax pretty, jusโ wanna see ya cumminโ on my dick.โ You canโt hell the desperate sound that comes out of you.
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Your eyes water as you gag on Abbyโs thick 8 inch clear dildo hitting the back of your throat, โFuck yโlook so good like this,โ her tone low and breathy as the base of the strap grinds against her clit. She hasnโt even bothered taking her jeans off. There was no need, with the harness on underneath the entire night all she had to do was quickly attach the silicone dick. Her high whines have you soaked, one of your hands letting go of the fabric covering her ass and sneaking between your own legs. Abbyโs bottom lip is raw from how much sheโs bitten it, โMhh, yโget turned on suckinโ my cock?โ she asks, voice husky. You sink down onto two of you digits easily, eyes rolling back as the plastic dick muffles your moan. โY-yeah ride yโfingers fโmee, fuck โm gโna cum.โ Abbyโs hand grasping your hair as she shudders with a soft cry, pulling the strap out of your mouth.
Abbyโs muscled arms bend you over the edge of her bed, a feral groan coming from her as she spreads your cheeks apart, weeping pussy fluttering around nothing. โFuck,โ she groans, you hear her spit and feel it trickling down your ass. Abby teases around your pussy, โQuit it. Fuck me already,โ you almost snap, voice strained and high. A chuckle comes from the woman behind you, she lines the tip up with your entrance. โYโsure you can handle it? I ainโt goinโ easy on y-โ You donโt say anything and just push back onto the strap, which easily slides in. A strangled moan leaves your lips when Abby meets your movement with a thrust of her own, bottoming out. Her hips are against your thighs, not moving yet. Your arms get pinned behind your back, and you feel yourself fluttering around the dick. Abby leans over to whisper in your ear, the toy hitting your cervix and you cry out. โSo eager huh? Just want me to use you donโt ya?โ
Without even thinking you feel yourself wiggling your hips, trying to get some stimulation. โBe patient.โ Abby tells you, words dripping with enjoyment. When she finally starts fucking into you, your eyes roll back and your moans fall from you uncontrollably. Your legs fall out from underneath you while Abbyโs movements hit every spot you need, youโre drooling onto her bed before you can even register. She lets go of your hands which immediately grasp onto the sheets as your cries get louder. โAb- Abby โm gonna- ahhh!โ You feel one of her calloused hands pushing down on your back, which makes the feeling of your walls being hit by all the ridges of her strap more stimulating. โOh my God! โm cumminโ!โ you almost scream, your legs off the floor as your knees bend. โFuuuck.โ Abby groans, โYโlook like such a slut when yโcum for me baby.โ
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Lying back on the bed as you begin lowering yourself on her strap again, Abbyโs eyes are heavy and her mouth is slightly agape. Pussy still sensitive, you whimper when you bottom out, leaning forward and grasping Abbyโs strong shoulders while you start rocking your hips slowly to ease yourself into another round. Your soft gasps fill the room, Abbyโs hungry voice joining it, โCโmon baby, ride like you mean it.โ Itโs impossible not to listen to her needy tone. Your hips roll with more urgency, and you grasp your breasts with a hand, squeezing one while the other bounces. That, along with the wet sound of the strap getting sucked in and out you making Abbyโs neck strain back, a vein popping and a gasp leaving her at the visual and audial stimulation. โYeah,โ the whimper comes from her without constraint.
โYou like watchinโ me ride this dick baby?โ You coo, thumb brushing her lips as she nods frantically, hips grinding up into you evoking a loud moan as you grind down, pushing two of your fingers into her mouth. The feeling of her throat relaxing and the warm muscle of her tongue wrapping around your digits is what sends you buckling over on top of her with a cry, legs shaking. Abbyโs strong hands grab your ass and holds you down as she fucks up into you, chasing her own release. She squeezes the fat as she arches, her own orgasm hitting her. The two of you gasp in tandem, hair sticking to foreheads as the room fills with the smell of salt and sex. โNeeda see what your ass looks like when youโre ridinโ baby.โ Abby pants after a few moments, helping you slide off the strap. โSo you were thinkinโ about that when I was on the bull?โ a smile forming on your face, โShut up,โ Abbyโs already flushed cheeks darkening as if her fantasizing is dirtier than anything the two of you have been up to all night.
Soon enough you find yourself in reverse cowgirl, the strap hitting spots deeper than before. Abbyโs moans now join yours, as she sees the inside of your pussy through the clear of the strap, pulling your ass apart to get a better look, โOh my God yโre soakinโ me,โ her hips undulating against your own grinds. โFuuuck, yes,โ your eyes roll back as you feel the sensations reverberating deep inside you, shooting up your bodyโAbbyโs palming of your backside only tightening the knot getting made low in your gut. โSlap it.โ your words come out a strained beg. Abbyโs hand comes down on your ass, your hips buck forwards, one of the ridges of the strap catching a spot inside you, โharder.โ Again. And again, and again. โOh God โm close,โ you call out, and feel a thumb run down the seam of your ass, โThis okay?โ You swallow harshly before your voice wobbles โYeah.โ The tight circles against the hole have your legs shaking, the squelching sounds coming from your pussy increase. When the knot finally snaps, you feel a gush coming from you, โO-ohhhโ Abby shudders from underneath you.
Climbing off and laying beside her, your eyes notice the absolute mess on her jeans and the bed, โOh my God Iโm so sorry-โ
โDonโt apologize pretty,โ a strong arm wrapping around you, โIt was hot as hell.โ
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Bzzzzt. Bzzzzt. Bzzzzzt
You groan, opening your eyes which allows the brightness of the room to cause your head to pound. Abby is asleep next to you, her expression much softer than that of the one she has while awake. Less harsh. Your arm reaches over to the nightstand Abby insisted you charge your phone on after your activities ended last night. The screen far too bright when you squint and bring it to your face. โOh shit,โ
dinaaa: 14 missed FaceTime calls - now dinaaa: what time r u coming home? - Today, 8:37am dinaaa: do u even have service out there? - Today, 8:15am dinaaa: kk going to bed, call me asap - Today, 2:44am dinaaa: let me know where you end up - Today, 12:07am ellie: text dina back sheโs being paranoid - Today, 12:03am dinaaa: r u coming back in or going home w her???? - Yesterday, 11:46pm
You read the messages, knowing how paranoid she can be about her friends going home with strangers, a small pang of guilt flashes through your chest for not even bothering to check your phone or let her know anything before you fell asleep. In your defence, you were absolutely drained, and for a good reason too. As you sit up from the bed, the sheets fall down from your naked body and cool morning air envelopes your top half. Abby stirs and mumbles something that you donโt quite catch, hand lazily reaching over to you.
โWhat?โ
โSaid donโt leave yet.โ she looks at you with sleepy eyes, her voice has a slight whine in it. โI ainโt leavinโ donโt worry. Just gotta answer the phone.โ which is now on the foot of the bed, continuously buzzing. You know Dina wonโt give up until you answer. โWhereโs my shirt,โ you mumble, feet padding on the hardwood beneath, searching the room. The truck. Your shirt is in the truck. A frustrated groan leaves you when you remember. You are absolutely not going outside in nothing when itโs still this cold and early. โBorrow one of mine,โ the blonde offers, โOh,โ you smile over at her, โThank you.โ Abby slips out of bed, her breasts and abs littered with dark purple marksโyou donโt even want to see what your own look like. She hands you a soft cotton tee, plain and black.
The shirt falls to your upper middle thigh, essentially a minidress and you grab the phone, waiting for Dinaโs FaceTime to call again. โIโll just take a step outside,โ you tell Abby, who nods as she slips back into the warm bed. When the phone buzzes to life, you finally answer. Dina and Ellie in the kitchen of your apartment, phone probably propped up on some ingredient bin. โOh, bless the Lord.โ Dinaโs face relaxes and her tone is relieved, โI told ya that yโwere worryinโ about nothing. She was just busy getting railed,โ Ellie tells her as she shovels a pancake into her mouth. โOkay but ya never know. They could have been stopped or kidnapped or-โ You interject, โOkay so Iโm very, very much alive and very, very much in need of more sleep.โ
Dinaโs eyes widen and she steps closer to the phone, โOh. My. God.โ She looks over you, hair a mess, hickeys scattered across your neck, and makeup smeared. โYou need to tell us everythinโ when you get home later,โ she orders, โHow was it though? Better have been good, I've been worried.โ You canโt help the smile that makes its way onto your face, โOh it was the best sex. And Iโm sorry I totally shouldโve updated ya before I went to bed, but I was real worn out.โ A smirk forms on your best friendโs face: โYeah, bet yโwere reaaal tired.โ This earns an eyeroll from you, โIโm gonna go back to bed, Iโll letcha know when Iโm on my way home.โ
Once the call finishes, your eyes fall over to Abbyโs couch, in the light you can see it is a nice forest green colour, your hot pink panties littered in the arm of the couch juxtaposing the cosiness you would have otherwise associated with the shade. Your muscles ache as you head back into Abbyโs bedroom, joining her in the bed once more. Her arms pulling you closer as the both of you drift off again.
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โWe should take a shower,โ Abby suggests when the two of you wake up again in the early afternoon, โYou can go first,โ you yawn, and Abby raises an eyebrow: โI was thinkinโ more along the lines of showerinโ together.โ
The warm water encapsulates both of you, Abbyโs braid undone, her hair long and flowing down the expanse of her broad back. It is strangely intimate for what is supposed to be a one night stand. โYou do this with all your hookups?โ you ask, taking a pump of shampoo and massaging it into your scalp. Abby turns around, the height difference beautiful in the sense that youโre just above eye level of her breasts, but also inconvenient during a moment where your eyes should probably focus on hers. โOnly โf I like โem enough.โ Your cheeks flush at the implication, and you hope it can be explained by the steam rather than her words. After the shower, which was quiet in a pleasant way, you bring your skirt and panties from the night before into her room. As you begin to pull on the wrecked pair, Abby interjects, โNo, no, just borrow somethinโ oโ mine to change into.โ
โAre you sure? It really isnโt a big deal-โ
โOh donโt start. I insist. Plus itโll give me a reason to see ya again.โ She winks at you, grabbing a t-shirt and basketball shorts, bringing them over to you, โOnly โf thatโs sumโn youโd like of course,โ
โAbby, you just gave me the best sex of my life, whaddya think my answer is gonna be.โ Her blue eyes look down at you, folded clothes in her hand, as she steps close, โThat neither of usโre gettinโ fucked by anyone else for the foreseeable future,โ her eyes are hungry again, staring at your lips, โI like that idea.โ The change of clothes she brought over for you are forgotten on the floor as your lips meet, shower quickly becoming ineffective as you fall apart on her fingers once more.
a/n: wow so like this might be the most intense thing iโve written.
tags: @thatredheadloserlesbian
