𑣲⋆｡˚Cowgirl! Abby x Reader𑣲⋆｡˚
⊹ ࣪ ˖suggestive content⊹ ࣪ ˖MMDNI⊹ ࣪ ˖
Abby has a surprise for you after a long day of work.
Based upon this ask I received.
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Abby had been at work all day.
You did the livestock today while she worked the fields carrying hay. You went out into the field to find her and tell her it was time for dinner. You were barefoot in your shorts and a t shirt. You had changed out of your mud stained clothes hours ago. The warm evening air brushed against your bare legs as you walked through the tall rows of corn.
But there she was deep in the corn field in her thick blue jeans, flannel shirt, and cowboy hat. The golden light of the setting sun caught on her skin and made her look strong from a full day of hard work.
"There is my girl," she said while coming up to you, her voice warm.
She hugged you tight lifting you up slightly off the ground. Then she kissed you deeply. She sucked in a slow breath against your lips.
"These are cheeky," she said with an eyebrow raise, her eyes drifting down. "You wear them just for me?"
You shook your head letting out a soft laugh. "Sometimes you are so dorky," you said with a soft smile, feeling the heat rise between you.
She pressed her body against yours, backing you gently into the side of her pickup. The metal was still warm from the sun. You kissed her back surprised by how sudden and hungry she was.
Sometimes Abby was like that, clumsy and goofy when she got too worked up. You didn’t mind. It was cute and made your heart flutter.
But then you felt it, firm and unmistakable against your thigh. You furrowed your brow pulling away slightly, your breath catching.
"Abby?" you asked, voice quiet.
She nodded with a long playful smile on her face. "Yes baby?" she cooed leaning in to kiss your cheek, her lips lingering warmly on your skin.
You chuckled in disbelief. "Is there..." your face shifted with surprise. "Is there something in your pants?" you asked with a laugh, your pulse quickening.
She took your hand in hers and slowly pressed it against the long, thick elongated tubular shape straining in her jeans. "You tell me," she whispered, her eyes locked on yours.
You let out a soft gasp as your face flared hot. "Abby!" you said in surprise, feeling the heat rush through your whole body.
She laughed softly, and put her strong hands on your hips, holding you close.
Then she leaned forward, her breath warm against your ear as she whispered, "Why don’t you get on your knees and find out?"
You let out a nervous laugh, your heart racing.
But she kissed you again, this time slower and deeper, her fingers tightening around your hips with gentle possessiveness.
"Come on," she cooed, her voice falling to a low and sultry tone you rarely heard from her.
Usually she was the shy one, but tonight her quiet insistence and sudden dominance was making you melt into her touch. You nodded, swallowing hard, and slowly lowered yourself onto your knees in the soft dirt of the field. Your hands trembled slightly as you reached for her.
She tsked at you gently. "Aw come on," she cooed, her voice full of warm affection. "You’ve taken my jeans off hundreds of times." She rubbed a thumb soothingly along your fingertips, steadying you.
Then she held your hands in hers, guiding them with care. "Like this," she said in a mock sympathy tone, tilting her head. "Can you handle the zipper honey?" she asked, her eyes sparkling with desire.
You bit your lip and nodded, feeling the tension build in the air around you.
"Use your words," she cooed softly.
You drew in a shaky breath. "Y-yes I can."
She smiled and placed one of her hands softly in your hair, the other gripping the side of the pickup for support. Her fingers felt gentle yet commanding against your scalp.
Then you lowered the zipper. You could see the clear outline of it in her boxers, thick and long, pressing against the fabric.You swallowed hard as your fingers curled around the waistband. You pulled it down slowly.
Then you paused, eyes widening. "Abby?" you asked, raising a brow.
She looked away for a second, biting her lip and holding in a soft chuckle. "Yep?" she asked, trying not to laugh.
You closed your eyes and exhaled. "Where did you get this?" you looked up at her.
What you had been faced with was a dildo connected to the strap on harness. But printed on it was a detailed corn pattern to make the cock part look like a thick ear of corn. The balls were shaped and textured like potatoes.
“I was uh..." She started clearing her throat. "Feeling..." She paused a moment. "Corny." She held a soft chuckle in while she waited for your response.
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