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Bare Back

By: LiquidLisa



My boyfriend Luke and I took a trip to go horse back riding to a hot springs in the desert of California. We had to leave early. I got up extra early and gave myself two enemas. That woke me up for a while, but made me extremely horny. Well, I slept the whole two hour car ride to keep me from playing with myself.

We arrived to this old back road ranch and out stepped Jimmy, a 40 year old hillbilly type, straight out of the 60's. A real California naturalist, skinny as all hell, but kind of muscular. His fat wife came out to sign everyone up for the trip. Basically it was to get our money and sign away any liability that may come their way if anyone got hurt. There were 4 other couples there too. All business types. Some attractive, some real plain looking. I definitely stuck out with the clothes I was almost wearing. A little thin men's tank top and some ripped up, tight as hell jeans. The holes were strategically placed at the "right" spots by me. My ass cheeks were exposed and there were slashes in the front of the jeans that exposed my hip bones and parts of my crotch area, that showed that I wasn't wearing any panties. Just a couple of strips of denim covered my pussy lips and when I opened my legs, my pussy was in full view. Of course I had to sit on a towel while riding. Luke paid for the session, while I packed our stuff into the saddle bags. I got a couple of drooling stares from the other men and jealous ones from the chicks. That's all I needed to get me going.

We got on our horses. Jimmy and his younger hillbilly son, Josh led the pack out of the ranch and into the desert trail in a straight line. My horse was calm, while Luke's horse was a little rowdy, so he was nervous. It was blazing hot out that day and I was trying to complete my tan. Jimmy was the only one behind me, so I asked if I could take off my top, he didn't care he said. So off went the tank top. The sun felt great on my breasts as we rode through the mountains and hills. At one point we all got in a circle with our horses and that's when everyone got a glimpse or stare at my titties. "I hope ya'll don't mind. I'm trying to even out my tan." I yelled out.

Everyone murmured, "Its Okay." We rode on. A couple of the other girls took of their tops too and guys took of their shirts.

We rode for an hour and made it to the hot springs right in the middle of the day. I was so fucking horny and sweaty from bouncing up and down on that horse. There were several other people hiking down there too and they got a nice glimpse of my tits as we rode up. Jimmy came over to my horse to help me off. I spun around side saddle with my legs open, giving him a good long look at my hot and wet, hairless pussy as I asked him where we should go to lay out. He smiled a big grin and said we can lay out where ever we like. I slid down in his arms, letting my tits brush against his scraggly beard. Jimmy had a massive hard-on. I got our stuff out of the side saddle, while Jimmy stared at my ass. "You city folk are cool!" he said to me, while a gave him a little show. "I have some weed if you want some," he continued.

"Maybe later." I said. Luke was so glad to get off that horse, that he paid me no mind.

There were about 13 other people around. Mostly nude. I was like "wow!" Even though no one was really hot looking. There were mostly young guys with really pale skin and out of shape. I walked up to Luke and we took our stuff down the hill and laid out our big blanket. Luke sat on the blanket and guzzled down a beer. I told him I was going for a swim. He wanted to chill out, so I left him there. I peeled off my jeans and walked towards the hot springs. All eyes were on me. I loved it. I waved at Jimmy and his son, as they finished tying up the horses.

I swam in the water for an hour. It was deliciously warm and soothing. It made me even hornier than I was earlier. I fingered my pussy and ass while in the warm water. It felt really cleansing, as I forced the spring water up into both of my holes with my fingers. A spring water enema and douche was what I was giving myself. I felt full and I was in heaven. Suddenly, a couple of guys swam up to me and talked to me. They were from Sweden or somewhere else. I couldn't barely understand them from their accent. They actually didn't even seem to care that I was nude, so they must have been European. The water was barely waist deep and we were sitting at first. "Do I not turn them on?" I thought to myself. I stood up to mess with their heads. My hairless pussy was only 12 inches away from there faces now, not to mention my perky breasts. "Do I have a tan line?" I asked, pointing down at my pussy.

They shook their heads "No." I turned around and showed them my ass too, bending over a bit so they could get a good view of my "rose bud." I turned back around and they were smiling from ear to ear, so I knew I did my job. I excused myself and walked out of the water. Luke was asleep, so I left him alone. I saw Jimmy and Josh sitting up on the dirt road near the horses, smoking weed. Their eyes lit up when they saw my naked body walking towards them. I acted as if nothing was wrong. He offered me some weed as I stood right in front of their faces with my wet glistening pussy right at eye level. They smiled as I squatted right in front of them. My pussy lips dangling over the hot dirt road made me feel extra dirty.

I grabbed the joint and pulled on it. It was strong as hell. I coughed, causing the spring water that I let go up inside of my pussy and ass, shoot out onto the ground. I laughed so hard that I fell back to the dirt ground. So here I am, legs spread in front of two hillbillies on the hot dirt road. All I could think of was "This is cool!" I felt totally safe and at ease. I kicked back and let them enjoy the show. I told them how horny I was and that riding gets me off. They just stared and listened, while smoking their joint. I was getting buzzed really fast and losing control. I was playing with my pussy a lot, grabbing on my long juicy lips and letting them go. Squishing out the spring water, until I had a muddy puddle under me. I thought this was so funny for some reason. That's when I realized that ants were started to crawl on me, trying to get away from the water. I started laughing again and let them crawl all over my pussy for a while. The weed had got to me by then. I stood up and invited them to swim with me, while I washed them off. They said yes of course.

We walked over to the water and they got undressed out of their old and tattered jeans. Jimmy had a huge cock and ball that hung really low. Josh had a huge cock to and huge hairless balls. There were a few people wading in the water near us and I got in, submerging myself in the water. A few of the couples that rode with us were wading by. We talked for a second and they kept going. He led me over to a rock that sat in the middle of the lake. He sat on the rock and pointed out some of the area's highlights. I was amazed at the size of his cock and wanted it in me. I looked over to see if Luke was awake. He wasn't. Without any warning, I picked up his heavy cock and put it in my mouth.

"C'mon young lady, you don't have too do that!" Jimmy said, laughing. His cock grew to about a good 11 inches and thick as hell. He moaned and put his head back. His son just stood there for a minute, then swam away, like it was no big deal. I bobbed my head up and down for a good 2 minutes and he came. Boy, he came like a horse! He shot the first load into my mouth, filling it up. I swallowed and pulled it out. He squirted at least 6 more shots in my face and hair. It was so thick and gooey. After the last squirt, I put my tongue underneath it to catch the last few drips of the clear liquid that usually follows an orgasm. I licked it up.

"Thank you!" He says in a breathy tone. He jumped in the water and swam away. I was still buzzing from the weed and still horny. I wondered if anyone saw, or worse if Luke saw. The two Swedish guys were swimming towards me. I forgot that I had a face full of cum. Too late! They were up on me. They looked at me and smiled.

"No, that looks great!" one of them said in bad English. I scooped up the cum with my fingers and put them in my mouth. I smiled, then dove under the water to wash it off. They followed me out of the water. I went over to Luke and woke him up and told him what I did and that I still wanted to fuck the son, Josh. Maybe we have been "swinging" too long or something, because he said "Go ahead, do what you want. I'll be right here."

Then he went back to sleep. The two Swedish guys went back to their towels and I walked back up to the horses, where a still nude Josh was looking for a towel to dry off with in his saddle bag. I crept around him and crawled under his horse. I clamped my mouth over his large flaccid cock. He jumped back. I laughed, but then realized I could be kicked by this horse and got from out of there in a hurry. I put my finger over my lips and went "Shhh!" to Josh.

I walked over to him and grabbed his towel and laid it out onto the ground. I sat him down on the ground, then pushed him on his back. His cock was at attention. I went over and mounted his dick. It slid into my wet pussy with ease. I bucked up and down on him for a few minutes, sticking 3 fingers in my ass and had a tremendous orgasm. I was sweating up a storm. Just then, Jimmy walked over to get a towel. He just stared and didn't say a thing. I got off of Josh's cock and turned around so Jimmy could see. I placed his cock inside my ass.

"Ooohh!" Jimmy said out loud, as he dried himself off. The water inside my ass made lots of noise as it squashed out. Soon we had a small pool of water on the towel. Just as I knew would happen, the two Swedish men walked over and started watching. I knew I didn't want them, but I gave them a show. I got off of Josh's cock and went down and sucked on it for a while.

My ass was facing them too, so they got a view of my now gaping asshole. I put four fingers in it to keep the gape going. I got back on his dick, once it was all wet and shiny with my saliva. This time I bucked even harder and his huge dick was buried in my ass up to his balls. I sat up and gyrated on his cock, feeling his balls. Suddenly I felt his balls tighten and he shot his load deep inside of me. It felt like another enema, that's how much cum this kid was shooting inside of me. I kept eye contact with the Swedish guys, watching their towels pop up like pup tents. I slid off his cock slowly and put it in my mouth, licking off every drop of cum that remained on it. I fingered my asshole while sucking his cock, pulling out strings of cum, them stuffing the jism it back in there.

I got up and went back into the water and cleaned off. People probably wondered why I kept going back and forth. I went back to Luke and our blanket. I laid down and passed out in the hot sun, turning over to make sure I got an even tan.

The ride back was torture. By the time we left, it was getting dark and all of those bumps and hills was making me nauseous.

And my ass was killing me from Josh's huge cock slamming into me. Luke didn't seem to care about my extra curricular affairs, he just wanted to hear the graphic details on our way back to civilization. Could I be more lucky?

Bare Back



The Harrison Riding Academy was a playground for little rich girls and their over indulgent mothers. Carl Edwards was the riding instructor. It was his job to teach the young brats to ride without falling off on their heads. It was not an easy job but one with many benefits.

One of those rewards was to rub elbows with the cream of female society. Elbows were not all that he rubbed but that took place in private riding lessons at his small ranch down by the river. Mothers, daughters, or both, it did not matter to him. After fifteen years, he had seen and had it all.

Then Margaret "Maggie" Hatcher and her daughters, Jerry and Jenny showed up. Maggie had married into old money. Both her husband and the money were old, very old, so Carl figured she was ripe for the picking. The two daughters would be an added bonus.

Maggie considered herself an expert rider and even had her own saddle, an old Texas roping saddle with a high horn and solid frame. Carl had grinned at it and shook his head, as he watched her saddle up a tall leggy chestnut mare.

Maggie had a lot in common with that mare. She was tall and leggy, with a nice ass under those tight levies. Four buttons on her western shirt were undone and showed good cleavage. She had her dark hair pulled up in a long thick ponytail.

"Have you ever ridden with an English saddle?" Carl asked from the tack room door where he was leaning.

Maggie looked over her shoulder at him and smiled. "I like this saddle."

Carl nodded. "I have to teach your girls using English saddles. That's the way the boss man wants it."

"I understand that," Maggie replied still smiling.

"You should learn to ride one also."

"Why?" Maggie asked turning around to look at the riding instructor.

"That old roping saddle is going to draw some odd looks and comments around this snooty place, for one. Secondly, I think you like the way it feels if you use that old roping horn the way I think you do," Carl replied being a little bolder than he normally would be.

Maggie grinned and winked at him. "I have no idea what you're talking about."

Carl laughed. "Yes mam, whatever you say, but I'd still love to give you riding lessons."

"Let's see how well my daughters like riding first. If they don't then I will keep my old saddle for recreational riding. If they love riding as much as I do then maybe I'll take you up on that offer."

"When will they be coming out for lessons?" Carl asked as he watched Maggie's ass as she mounted up. Man, that was one fine rump.

"They are arriving from Texas tomorrow. I just got custody back from their dad but I had to wait until they graduated high school before they could come live with me. It'll be the middle of next week at the earliest." 

Carl frowned for an instant and then got his happy face back in place. The daughters probably already knew how to ride. That would make it extra hard to get to mama and that's what he wanted. Visions of Maggie bent over a hay bale with that gorgeous naked ass sticking up flashed across his mine.

Maggie had turned her horse around but she paused and looked at Carl. "You be careful around my daughters," She said with a frown on her face.

Carl held up his hands and said, "I'm always a gentleman."

Maggie grinned and shook her head. "I'm not worried about my daughters. It's you I'll worry about if they're anything like me at that age." With a laugh, Maggie kicked the mare in the ribs and took off at a dead run.

Carl stood there with his mouth open as he watched Maggie lean over with her head next to the horse's neck as they flew down the lane away from the barn. All her weight was on her legs and knees, her ass a few inches off the saddle.

Damn, the woman could ride better than almost anyone he knew of around here could. That was not saying much but he meant it as a high compliment.

****

Jerry and Jenny Hatcher showed up on Thursday morning bright and early. Carl was in the middle of handing out feeding cards for the high-stung horses in the boarding stable to the stable hands. It was always a pain in the ass to make sure that the feeding instructions were followed exactly.

"I'll be with you two in a minute," He called to them. The two young women waved, and then wandered over to a stall to pet one of the horses.

When he finished with the stable hands, he went over to greet the two young women. He could see their mom in them but they were completely different from each other. Jerry was short and redheaded as a woodpecker. Jenny was dark haired like her mom and all legs.

"If I don't tell those guys exactly what needs to be done, half the horses here would be sick or dead by this afternoon." He told them with a frown. "Good help is so hard to find."

"My dad says that all the time," Jenny said.

"Only he usually puts a lot of cuss words in there," Jerry added with a big grin.

"I've done that myself but not in front of two young ladies." Carl said.

"That's what our mom used to tell him," Jenny said with a frown.

"Was she wrong to tell him that?" Carl asked hesitantly.

Jenny shook her head and Jerry said, "According to him, she was wrong about everything."

"I know guys like that. They usually end up married to great women and then they get divorced. It is always the woman's fault to hear them tell it. I guess they don't look in the mirror much," Carl said as he shook his head.

"Are you married Mr. Edwards?" Jerry asked.

"Call me Carl and no, I've never been married. I guess I'm just to ugly for most women."

"You're not ugly," Jenny said and then grinned. "Kind of short but not bad looking for an older guy."

"Hey, I can't help it if my parents built my ass to close to the sidewalk," Carl replied jokingly. He might have been five foot five but he did not consider himself short by any means.

Jerry laughed and Jenny giggled at his joke. 

"I'm built much the same way myself," Jerry said softly.

Carl grinned and nodded. "Ok, I guess I need to find you guys a couple of horses and see how well you ride." 

Both girls wore shorts. Jenny's were nearly knee length and Jerry's were mid thigh. Both girls had on light jackets and had them zipped up. Carl wondered if they were anywhere as well built as their mother under those jackets.

He led the way to the back of the barn and then out a sliding door. Once outside, he led the way across a corral to a second barn. 

As he opened the sliding door for the two young women, he said, "Those are privately owned horses back there, the rental stock is in here. To tell the truth, I like the horses back here better, if you know what I mean. They're not nearly as high strung and crazy."

"Are their owners high strung and crazy?" Jerry asked.

Carl looked thoughtful for a second and then nodded. "For the most part, they're rich, crazy, and hard to satisfy. So yes, they're very similar."

They were walking down between the rows of stalls. Jerry stopped and grinned. "Hey look, this one's short and redheaded like me. Can I ride him?"

"Her, she's a mare," Carl corrected. "I don't see why not, she's a fine little horse. Her owner sold the mare to me when she decided she needed a thoroughbred like her idiot friends."

Jerry rubbed the horse's nose and scratched under her chin. "Maybe mom will buy her for me." 

Jenny chuckled. "You always were horse crazy. I want my horsepower in a six or eight pack, under the hood of a new car."

Jerry stuck her tongue out at her sister as she rubbed the horse's jaw. "You have to have a job first, mom's already told you that."

Jenny frowned and shook her head. "What's the use of having a rich mom if you have to have a job and all that."

"Your mom is a smart lady. I see these rich kids around here all the time. They have no ambition other than to have the best of everything but they are always bored and jaded well beyond their years," Carl told Jenny.

"Hey, I could live with that," Jenny replied.

"Yeah, you probably could but it's not much of a life in the long run. They have more mental problems and get into more trouble than any two street kids I know. The only reason most of them haven't been in jail or worse is mommy and daddies money."  

Jenny shrugged but Jerry said, "I understand what you mean, I think. They're given everything so they don't need to do anything or be anyone."

"That's about it in a nut shell," Carl said.

"I still want a new car," Jenny said.

Carl smiled at her and shook his head. "No new cars here just used horses, so pick one and let's see if you can stay on without falling off on your head."

*****

The girls knew about saddle pads and saddles even if they were not familiar with the English style. It was not long before they had the horses ready to ride. Jerry was first up on the short red mare. Carl spent several minutes adjusting her stirrups for length. She had them to long as most new riders had a habit of doing. 

Now with the stirrups set, she was taking the mare through her paces in the small ring next to the barn. She had a little too much bounce in certain gates but overall she did well. Carl also noted the resemblance of her nice round ass to her mom's as she rode in circles around him.

He also noted the roll and sway of her large breasts under the jacket. She was not wearing a bra that was for sure. He only had to remind her to straighten her back on two occasions. Both times, she had thrown out her chest, which made her boobs bounce even more.

When she dismounted, it was a stretch for her short leg to reach the ground. It also stretched the shorts up tightly in against her sex. When she stepped down with her left foot, there was a perfect camel toe in the front of the shorts. That was perfect; she did not wear underwear either.

Jenny had picked the tallest horse she could find and rode like there were springs in her ass even with the stirrups adjusted. The more she bounced the more she leaned forward. She was taking none of her weight on her legs and consequently she was pounding the slick leather saddle.

The big horse also had her legs spread wide and the hard contact with the saddle was right on her sex more than her lean ass. Every time Carl told her to straighten up and take some weight on her thighs, she would slow and squirm on the saddle.

Carl would grin and shake his head. He knew women that liked their pussy spanked but this was a little extreme even for them. When they got to the faster gates, Jenny had an odd look on her face, her mouth in a little round O and her eyes wide.

She was either a masochist or she like her pussy pounded hard. Carl hoped for the latter. When she dismounted, he could not help but notice the wet spot in the crotch of the white shorts. Now he knew that she did like it rough but then again in some cases so did he.

Now if he could get both young women down to his place for some private lessons, he had the information to pick which saddles they would ride naked. He had some modified English saddles that would blow a woman's mind in so many ways. Mom liked her clit rubbed, Jenny wanted a pounding, and Jerry, well Jerry would be a nice slow easy fuck.

*****

A few days later, Maggie was saddling her horse and Jerry was combing the knots out of the little red horse's mane. "Carl says you're riding a lot better." 

"It's getting easier and my thighs don't hurt nearly as much." Jerry replied.

Maggie chuckled as she tossed the saddle over the tall chestnut mare's back. "I know that feeling well. Just think of how good your thighs will look later on. That's what I do."

"Your legs always look great, so do Jenny's. I'm the one that is short in that department." 

"Yeah but you more than make up for it with boobs." Maggie shot back.

Jerry grinned and rolled her shoulders. Her large breasts swayed around under her jacket. "Yeah, there are those but I still wish I was tall and lanky like you two."

"And we wish we had your boobs." Jenny said as she came out of the tack room.

Where Jerry was dressed much as she had been that first day, Jenny now wore tight white riding pants, a white frilly shirt, and a black vest. She carried a small short crop in one hand. 

"Are you riding today?" Maggie asked.

"No, not today, I'm going to hang around the barn and see if I can make some new friends."

Maggie looked at her daughter sharply. "You be careful around that bunch, I don't trust any of them as far as I can toss them."

"Mom, we're not in Texas anymore." Jenny protested.

"And what does that mean?" 

"It means she thinks you sound like a hick and an over protective mother," Jerry said with a giggle.

Jenny gave her sister a hard look. "You're as bad as she is but at least you ride with an English saddle."

"Only until I finish my riding lessons," Jerry told her sister.

"I'm not taking anymore lessons. That Carl guy scares me the way he looks at us. He looks at all the women weird."

"Hey, Carl's my friend and he ain't weird," Jerry protested loudly.

"Carl's all right in my book," Maggie said looking from one daughter to the other. "I trust him a lot more than I do most of the other people around here."

"You wouldn't say that if you saw the way he grabbed my ass." Jenny told her mom.

"He did not grab your ass, he was straightening your back. One hand was on your shoulder and the other was in the middle of your back. You were slouching and leaning over," Jerry said to set the record straight.

Jenny gave her sister a dirty look and stomped off down the sidewalk toward the barn. Maggie started to call her back but changed her mind. They would have a long talk later this afternoon about a few things; her attitude was one of them.

Deep in thought, she turned back to her horse and started to chinch up the saddle. She had always figured Jerry to be the wild one but it seemed to be the other way around. Jenny was showing all the signs. She would have to keep a close eye on that one.

"Hey mom! Earth to mom!"

Maggie gave a start as she realized that Jerry had been talking to her and she had missed all of it. "Uh, sorry, I was lost in thought." 

"Yeah, you're going to have to watch Jenny," Jerry said, her words almost matching Maggie's thoughts exactly.

"So, what don't I know?" Maggie asked with a grin.

"Who me? I don't know anything. Nothing I tell you." Jerry replied with a grin of her own. "But there is this certain rich boy that's taken a shine to her. From what I hear, he is quite a wild child. Jonathan something or the other is his name."

"Uh huh," Maggie said as she walked around to mount up. Once in the saddle, she leaned over, rested her elbows on the saddle horn, and looked at her daughter.

Jerry had finished combing the horse's mane out and was about to go get her saddle. Her mom looking down at her stopped her dead in her tracks. "I can't say anymore, for sure. All I can say is that I do not care for him. He is stuck up, arrogant, a know it all, and drives a fancy foreign car. But for some reason that all seems to go over Jenny's head, except for the last part."

"Yeah, she's been whining for me to buy her a car since she got here." Maggie paused to sigh. "I set the rules for a reason and explained them."

"I know mom, I was there remember. You did a good job of explaining but Jenny's not interested in your reasons, she just wants a new car."

"Then she needs a job. She has to have enough money for her first insurance payment at the very least."

"Speaking of jobs," Jerry ventured. "Carl is always complaining about the help around here. What do you think of the idea of me asking him for a job?"

"That's up to you. The pay has got to be better than a fast food joint."

"Since I'm not in any great hurry to start college until next year, I might as well do something I like. Dad always said we should like what we do because we are going to do it forever. Or something like that, anyway."

Maggie chuckled and replied, "Your dad always was the optimistic pessimist." 

"I'm not to sure what that means, so I'll take your word for it. All I know is that dad sure screwed up when he lost you. Since you've been gone he's went through a dozen girlfriends and the new wife won't last long either."

"Was that the little short blonde in the courtroom at the hearing?"

"That's the one. Ida Mae Hanson, she is a real winner. I thought we lived on the wrong side of the tracks till I met her," Jerry replied with a giggle.

"Well, that's his problem. I am just glad you two are away from that bunch. I worry about you here but I worried more with you there."

"Things did get a little strange after you left, not that you had any choice in the matter. Dad tried his best to make us believe all sorts of stuff about you but we already knew the truth. Small towns are great that way," Jerry said thoughtfully.

"Big frogs in small ponds." Maggie quoted.

"Yeah, I guess being county sheriff does qualify him for that. It still doesn't justify his cheating on you and then trying to turn it around."

"It's in the past, so let's forget it." Maggie told her daughter. "Go get your saddle and lets ride down by the river. It's to pretty of a day to spend it talking about the past."

*****

Jenny made her way to the main barn and looked around for Jonathan. He didn't seem to be around but it was early. Most of the group that hung out here did not show up until noon or later. She checked the parking lot but his red Ferrari wasn't there. With a shrug, she returned to the barn.

The staff had already fed the horse and now they were grooming them. Jenny wandered from stall to stall watching the sleek, spirited horses being brushed. The long legged thoroughbreds were beautiful. They made Jerry's little red mare look like dog food.

If she could not have a car then maybe she would see if her mom would buy her horse like these. There was a stallion that she loved and it was for sale from what she had heard. Jenny wandered over to his stall and leaned on the gate. The big horse looked her way but stood by the outside gate. He returned his gaze to the outside and nickered softly.

Jenny wondered what had his attention. His ears were pointed forward and his nostrils flared ever so often. Other than that, he was stock-still. All except one part of him that is, his big dick slowly slid out of it's sheath and hung down nearly to the ground. 

The bright red tip was as big as Jenny's fist. The pink and black shaft was nearly as long as her arm. The sight of it made her shiver and squeeze her thighs tightly together. Her mind went to her boyfriend. Make that her ex boyfriend. He was in Texas and she was here.

Tommy had been the captain of the football team and played all sports well. His body was exceptional and he knew how to use it in so many ways. Giving Jenny a dozen orgasms in one evening was the best way of all. Jenny squeezed her thighs tighter as her inner muscles twitched and jerked at the memories.

He had been the first one to eat her pussy and the first one to make her come so hard she nearly passed out. While his dick was nowhere as big as the horse in front of her, it had been more than big enough for her, to big in some ways. 

The first time she sucked him off her jaws had ached for hours but she was determined to give as good as she got. Even with both her hands wrapped around the shaft, there was still more than a mouthful sticking out. She shivered hard at the memory of him coming in her mouth that first time.

Jenny whimpered softly as she thought about the first time he had fucked her. She had already had five strong orgasms from him licking her. The last one had her nearly unconscious. That big dick pressing against her opening had jerked her back fast but not fast enough.

The pain of her hymen breaking had made her scream but then she was being filled to breathtaking proportions. Somehow it had all fit inside her and she felt his hips press tightly against hers. She was still trying to get a breath when he started to pull out. 




Bare Back



Tommy was not a gentle lover by any means. He had fucked her long and hard, very hard. Between the feelings of being full and then almost empty and the pounding of him against her clit, she had come and kept on coming. Somewhere it had crossed the line of being too much and she had passed out.

When she came to, Tommy was still buried deep inside her pussy but he was holding her tightly. He was stroking her hair and whispering words of love. He was trying to tell her how sorry he was for hurting her. Jenny had hushed him with a passionate kiss. A kiss that turned into an all night fucking session.

For nearly three months they had fucked in every position, they could figure out. The best was with her on her knees and him hammering away at her from behind. He fucked her hard enough to leave finger bruises on her thighs and hips. His hips would spank her ass nearly red as he rammed his dick home repeatedly.

The next best was with her on top. With her legs spread wide by his hips, she could pound her clit against his pelvis bone. This big dick in her pussy was mind boggling but pounding her clit was mind blowing. Jenny smiled. Mind blowing, much like the little English saddle she now rode on.

That first morning, Jenny had learned two things. One she loved to ride an English saddle and that she could come while doing it. She also knew that Carl was very aware of this. Leaning forward slightly brought her clit into harder contact. Carl always seemed to correct her just as she was getting off.

Carl scared her, but not in the way, she tried to make out to her mom. He scared her because he saw right through her. He knew how she liked her sex, rough, hard, and to the point. He scared her because she knew he could give her what she wanted and needed.

"That's one fine piece of horse flesh," Carl said from right behind Jenny.

Jenny jumped and whirled around sharply. Carl was less than a foot from her. "I… Uh… I…." She stammered.

"He gives a whole new meaning to the phrase hung like a horse, doesn't he?" Carl whispered.

Jenny felt herself blush hotly. "Uh, yes, I guess he does."

"There's a mare in heat in the other barn and he can sense it from here. Some animals are good at that," Carl said looking directly at Jenny for the first time. Jenny's blush got even deeper. "Young fillies are like that, they let everyone know when they're in heat."

Jenny whimpered softly as Carl reached out and placed a hand on the gate next to her head. "You come so hard when you ride. You love that smooth leather pounding your clit." He stated in a matter of fact way almost in her ear.

Jenny felt herself nodding.

"How would you like something long and hard in your sweet little pussy while you bounced naked on that saddle?" 

Jenny nodded again. She should have taken offense but she was too turned on by her memories and Carl's closeness. He seemed to be in her head, pushing all the right buttons.

"I happen to have just such a saddle at my place. Would you like to give it a try?"

With a soft whimper, Jenny nodded again. 

"My place is a little ways down the river from here. Why don't we take a little ride and I will show you, you can try out that special saddle while we're there."

*****

An hour later, Carl and Jenny rode through the gate at his small ranch. Around behind the house were a barn and a riding arena. The arena was partially enclosed by a high privacy fence. They dismounted in front of the barn and led the horses inside. 

"I'll swap saddles while you undress." Carl told Jenny. 

The ride over had been quiet. Jenny was not sure if she would or even could go through with what he proposed. When he came out of the tack room with an English saddle with a dildo built into the seat she gasped. 

The toy was not long but it was bulb shaped, wide across the end and tapered toward the saddle. Jenny felt a chill run up and down her spine as she started to unbutton her vest. With that moving inside her and the saddle slapping her bare clit she would go off like a bomb.

Carl swapped the saddles as Jenny undressed. When he turned around, she was nude. His eyes wandered over her long lean body taking in her smallish breasts and smoothly shaven sex. 

"Very, very nice," he whispered. "Put your socks and the long boots back on. I wouldn't want the stirrups to hurt your feet."

Jenny blushed under his eyes but sat down on a bale of hay and did as he suggested. What she didn't know was that he had activated a dozen cameras scatter around the barn and the arena area. Putting on the socks and boots showed her sex off and her willingness at what she was going to do.

Anyway, Carl had a bit of a fetish for naked women in knee high shiny boots. His dick grew even harder as he watched her. It had been hard ever since he first spoke to her earlier. Now it was an iron bar and threatening to poke out the top of his jeans.

Jenny had eyed the hard outline of Carl's dick from time to time but tried not to stare. It looked every bit as big as Tommy's had in jeans. She wondered if she would get to see it. She shied away from wondering if she would fuck it. That toy was one thing but a hot hard dick was another.

As Jenny stood up, Carl asked, "Do you need any type of lube for the toy?" He was grinning broadly, he had already seen how sopping wet she was. Her white pants had shown a wet spot as they had saddled up to come here.

"I… Uh… I don't think so." She replied haltingly.

"I didn't think so but I had to ask," Carl said as he held out his hand. "I'll give you a boost up."

Jenny took his hand and walked over to her horse. She eyed the dildo for a second and then put her foot in the stirrup. Carl held her hand and her thigh as she rose up, threw her leg across the wide horse, and found the other stirrup. 

Carl let go of her hand and thigh and stepped back. "Go easy on sitting on that toy. Take it slow and easy until you get used to it."

Jenny nodded as she used one hand to center the toy up in her opening. She gave out with a soft groan as she applied weight and it eased inside her wet slippery sex. It spread her pussy so deliciously. She worked her hips slowly and groaned several more times before her naked ass touched the saddle.

As she settled her weight and shifted her hips back and forth, she whimpered, "Oh God, that feels so good."

"It will feel even better when you ride believe me," Carl said as he took the reins and led Jenny's horse out to the arena.

With the horse, just walking Jenny whimpered and moaned softly. The bulb shaped dildo was rubbing all the right spots as her hips swayed back and forth. The cool leather felt good on her ass and inner thighs. She held the reins lightly and rocked her hips forward and back. 

She moaned loudly as they came out of the barn into bright sunlight. She was naked on a horse outside with a dildo in her pussy. That though alone nearly pushed her over the edge into an orgasm. She took several deep breaths and tried to calm down. It helped a little, very little, but a little.

While Carl opened the gate, she took a quick look around. The ranch was in a small bowl shaped valley. The privacy fence blocked the view into the arena from the driveway. The rest of it was open to the surrounding area. That it was possible for someone to see her made Jenny whimper.

Carl led the horse into the arena and turned it loose. He closed the gate and headed for the side fence. As he settled on the top rail, Jenny rode slowly around the arena. She was only going a bit faster than a walk but the expression on her face said it all.

Jenny's eyes were wide and her lips were in the shape of a silent "O". The sway at this speed made the dildo rub even harder and faster. He pussy kept grabbing and releasing it in sharp hard movements of the muscles.

"Let the first one go quickly. They'll only get better and better after that." Carl called to her.

"What if I fall off?" Jenny asked suddenly.

"You haven't before when you've came, so why should you now?"

Jenny let out a soft yell, her hips jerking and twitching as she came hard. It was the biggest orgasm she had ever had while riding and it rated high up there on the all time list. She just let it go and bask in its glory. It seemed to linger and string out as she did.

For several minutes, Jenny rode in small circles enjoying the feelings from her body. The throbbing pulse in her sex, the wind over her naked body, the heat of the sun on her back and shoulders. She felt so alive and so beautiful.

When she urged the horse up to the next gait, she gave out with a yell as the dildo moved more and her clit rubbed the saddle. A new orgasm was building slowly. She marveled at that. Her orgasms were never slow, one minute they were starting and the next they were there. This was new and exciting, she loved the feeling.

She used her thighs to regulate the pressure and the rub on her clit. This increased the length of the dildo's movement inside her. Both pushed her higher. Her heart was beating wildly as she pictured herself riding naked around and round in the arena. 

The orgasm hit her hard and suddenly. It was a beauty and filled her with tingles and fireworks. She sat down hard for a second and then lifted back up. Her clit had rubbed the saddle and the dildo had gone deeper. Both took her breath away and also heightened her awareness.

This orgasm seemed to go on forever and then some. This was new as most of her orgasms were short, sharp, and over quickly. She reveled in the long drawn out spasms ripping through her sex and the waves of pleasure that radiated throughout her body.

As the orgasm started to wind down, she did something to urge the horse from a trot to a gallop. Her clit slammed into the saddle and kept on slamming into it. The dildo was fucking her from her opening to as deep as it would reach. It felt like she was on top of Tommy except for the hard leather of the saddle.

Another orgasm was off and running and she was totally out of control. Her body was on autopilot and her mind was on overload. Orgasm after orgasm blasted through her leaving burning trails of molten lava behind. Vaguely she wondered how she would stop but most of her did not really care.

*****

Jenny slowly regained consciousness lying on a bale of hay in the barn. There was a head between her thighs and a hot tongue was doing fantastic things to her. It would dip deeply into her sloppy wet sex and then tickle her anus. Then it would flick and circle her very sensitive clit. 

There was another orgasm building, a monster of an orgasm. Jenny had never had her pussy ate after sex, only before. This change in the order of things was driving her up a wall and driving her fast. She put her hand on the head and tried to slow things down.

Carl lifted his head at Jenny's touch and grinned at her. "Welcome back little one. I started to do mouth to mouth but since you were breathing fine I decided this would soften the reentry for you some."

Jenny nodded and took a couple of deep breaths. After a moment, she whispered, "Go slowly, I'm well on my way to a monster of an orgasm and I want to draw it out."

Carl nodded and lowered his head. Instead of attacking her pussy, he spent some time cleaning the mess up between her thighs. Ever so often, he would stab his tongue in her opening or tease her clit, just enough to keep the young woman on the ragged edge. 

By the time Jenny started to pull on his head, Carl knew she was very ready to come. Instead of diving into her pussy, he stood up. He was as naked as she was. He still had his riding boots on and only that.

Jenny withered around on the hay and then opened her eyes when Carl did not eat her. Her eyes took in his short compact body and then zeroed in on his dick. It was not as long as Tommy's but it was half again as wide. It was as wide as the big end of the dildo, only longer.

She gasped loudly as he rubbed the bulbous head along her slit and over her clit. She lifted her legs and spread them wide around his hips. The large head touched her opening and she rolled her hips up to greet him. The head pressed tightly against her and slowly entered.

Jenny gasped loudly and felt dizzy as Carl's dick slowly filled her, stretching her inner muscles to the limit. It was close to being painful but in such a sexy sensuous way, that it left her breathless. When his hips met hers, he paused and waited. This was new also. Tommy always plunged ahead.

As her body got used to his girth, Jenny finally took a deep wheezy breath. After a couple of more, Carl pulled out slowly. Jenny moaned softly, her hips shivering and twitching. His thick dick was rubbing against her clit as it moved. It almost took her breath away again.

Carl took his time and started to fuck her with long slow strokes. He marveled at her tightness and how wet and slippery she was. She relaxed as he pushed in and then her sex would grab at his dick as he slowly pulled out. She was one of the best fucks he had ever had.

Jenny wondered why she had not come the moment he entered her. She had been on the ragged edge when he had stood up. The slowness and tenderness had to be the answer. It was the only one she could think of. All she knew was that her orgasm was building again. It was building slowly and to scary proportions.

When Carl lifted her hips slightly and sped up his strokes, Jenny let out a soft yell as her building orgasm gave a jump. Fire and electricity were running throughout her body and energy was pooling in her lower abdomen. This was another new feeling and she was getting lost in it.

The first time Carl slammed into her, she yelled and went up in smoke. Fireworks flashed and glowed behind her tightly shut eyelids. The energy in the pit of her stomach erupted in ever direction. She felt her nails sink into Carl's biceps as she yelled at the top of her lungs.

Carl kept on slamming into her until he came suddenly. It had snuck up on him. He had been reveling in the girl's orgasm and forgot about his own. He had wanted to pull out and come all over her belly and tits but it was to late for that. 

He slammed into her once more and planted his dick as deep as it would go. He held still as Jenny went even wilder underneath. Man what a ride, he thought with a big grin. If her mama were any better than this, he would die a very happy man.  

*****

Jenny took a long hot shower in the back corner of the barn. Carl sat in an old office chair and stroked his dick as he watched her. The shower was completely open with a rain head above and the water handles on the wall. The tile floor pan felt slippery under her feet.

Carl smiled at the show this beauty was putting on. Her dark hair was almost black when it was wet. Her fingers were so sensuous as she squatted and used them to wash out her red and swollen sex. He hoped the cameras had gotten all that had happened. He wanted to be able to relive this afternoon over and over again.

Jenny watched his hand, a shy smile on her face. His dick wasn't as long as Tommy's but it sure hit some interesting places. She knew that she would be back over here again in the near future. Between that saddle and his dick, she was one happy and very satisfied woman.

The water finally started to cool and she shut it off. The big fluffy towel Carl handed her felt soft and sexy as she dried off. She even bent over with her back to him as she dried her sex. The thought of what she was showing him made her blush slightly but sent a thrill through her body.

Carl carried her over to the hay bales where her clothes were. He felt warm and strong to her as he did. She even made a show out of dressing. She bent and turned showing her ass and pussy again.

Actually, she didn't want to get dressed. She wanted him to eat her pussy again and to fuck her long and hard, but it was getting late and her mom would be ready to go soon. She grinned at the thought of the ride back and her swollen sore pussy. She was sure she would get in at least another couple of orgasms.

*****

Maggie and Jerry were waiting at the car when Jenny came out of the main barn. "Where did you get off to?" Her mother asked, as she got closer.

"I took a long ride. I got bored waiting around for the locals to show up." Jenny replied with a big smile. 

"Alone?" Jerry asked suspiciously.

Jenny raised an eyebrow in her direction and replied, "Actually, I rode with Carl. He gave me some good pointers on my riding. You're right; he really is a good instructor. I learned a lot about English saddles that I didn't know as a matter of fact."

"Maybe I should take a ride with him," Jerry said as much to herself as anyone.

"Yes, you should. I hear that he gives private lessons at his ranch. You know, the finer points of riding and such. They're much more in depth than what's taught here." Jenny said with a grin.

Maggie looked from one daughter to the other. Jenny's attitude seemed much better this afternoon. "Maybe I should check on private lessons for the two of you," Maggie said off handedly.

"Could we?" Jerry asked enthusiastically.

"I'll talk to him the next time I see him," Maggie said, grinning at Jerry. "You can ask him about that job at the same time."

"Job?" Jenny asked.

"Yeah, I was going to ask Carl about working here." Jerry replied.

"Oh great, my mom rides with a western saddle and now my sister is going to be a stable hand. That will impress everyone, I'm sure," Jenny said with a frown.

"Who cares what these stupid people think." Jerry shot back.

Jenny shrugged and then sighed. "Yeah, maybe you're right." In the back of her mind, she was wondering what Jerry would look like on that special saddle at Carl's place.

Turning to her mom, Jenny said, "Those private lessons sound like a good idea."

"We'll see," Maggie said as she opened the car door. "For now we need to get on home. Your stepfather has some vacation plans to discuss with us."

*****

As it was, it was more than two weeks before Maggie and her daughters returned to the stables. Two weeks on a yacht in the Greek isles had been wonderful and exciting but stressful also. Two young daughters among all those slick and handsome young men had Maggie strung out to say the least. 

No or very limited sex had her jittery and antsy to boot. Those young men looked awfully good to her also, especially with them wearing those tiny pouch bathing suits. Some of those pouches looked heavenly and not that tiny. She loved her husband but her fingers and toys were growing old fast.

Gilbert her husband was a good honest man but nearing seventy. Before they married, he had told her that he was past his prime as far as lovemaking went. Oral was about his only speed, even with the new drugs out. He was good at that and tolerated her toys. He even bought her new ones occasionally.

He had also told her that if she needed something more, then find it. All he asked was that she remained discreet and let him know. The letting him know part was just so he could cover if need be and would not be blindsided if something happened. 

Maggie swore to herself that she would not take him up on that offer of an out sexually. The problem was watching her daughters around those scantily clad muscular young men kept her mind and body stirred up to a fever pitch. Daydreams and night dreams conspired to make it even worse.

By the time they got home, she was masturbating two and three times a day. The mind might be strong but the flesh was weak. Jenny and Jerry both had noticed to the point of asking if she was feeling well. She had reassured them that she was fine. It was not true but she would just have to live with it.

That first morning back at the stables, Maggie and Jerry were saddling up their horses when Carl came by to say hello. "Good morning ladies, it's good to see your smiling faces again."




Bare Back



"Morning Carl, it's good to be back. Vacations are nice but it's always good to be back home," Maggie said as she tossed her saddle across her horses back.

Jerry set her saddle on the hitching rail and asked, "Is there an opening for another stable hand?"

"Why do you ask?" Carl asked in return.

"I want a job and this place probably pays better than a burger joint in town. Anyway, I like being around the horses and the stable." 

"Oh, it's a job for you. Sure, I can always use help that can think for themselves and actually likes horses. Although to tell the truth, the pay isn't much over minimum wage," Carl said, as he looked thoughtful. 

Only he was thinking about Jerry being an employee and how that might interfere with him getting into her pants. He had run into problems hiring customers before. A couple had seen it as a way to make extra money without working. Fucking the boss seemed to make some women lazy.

"Minimum wage is fine for now, I just want something to do while I'm trying to decide what I'm going to study in college. I have so many ideas but nothing that grabs me yet." Jerry told him.

"How are you with needles and blood and medical stuff?"

Jerry shrugged and said, "Fine I guess, I don't have any experience with anything like that."

"A friend of mine is a vet and she's looking for some summer help. It pays a whole lot more than this place and it might give you some insight into another field of study," Carl said with a grin. 

His friend Carla would drool her ever-loving lesbian ass off over Jerry. The job was for real and Jerry would learn a lot, some of it about being a vet if she was lucky. It would also give him a chance to double-team the young lady with an expert. Carla had a way of charming even the most reluctant young ladies out of their clothes.

"What do you think mom?" Jerry asked.

Maggie shrugged and replied, "Transportation would be the only problem. Getting you here is one thing, getting you somewhere else is another."

"You pass Carla's office on the way here. It's the wooden barn just before the front gate," Carl said.

"Oh yeah, I've met her. She's the vet who checked out my horse when I first bought her. She's a very nice woman, very pretty also," Maggie said with a grin. "She invited me to go for coffee sometimes."

"Yes, she's very friendly," Carl, said to Maggie and then he looked at Jerry. "I can give her a call for you if you'd like."

Jerry was grinning as she replied, "Sure, that sounds wonderful. Thanks."

"Think nothing of it, I'll let you know later and if she wants to interview you, I'll even ride up and introduce you." 

Thank you Carl," Maggie said and then added, "I hear you give private riding lessons."

The sudden change of subjects caught Carl off guard for a second. His mind jumped to Jenny naked in the arena and barn. The tapes from that afternoon were scorching hot and worth a fortune to the right people. The pit of his stomach gave a little jerk even though he knew Jenny had not said anything to her mom. If she had then Maggie would not be so calm, she would be on him like all get out. 

"Yes, I do give some private lessons. I teach the basics here, but that is all the boss allows. I make a little money giving advanced lessons to the better riders," Carl said slowly, his mind going a mile a minute at the thought of Maggie at his place for special lessons.

Maggie said, "Jenny mentioned she might want some and Jerry here has said the same. I'll have to talk to you about prices and such when you have the time." 

"How about lessons for you also? You would enjoy riding an English saddle if you ever gave it a try," Carl said pushing a little.

Before Maggie could answer, Jenny said from behind Carl, "Mom would just love an English saddle at your place."

Carl jumped at Jenny's voice and fought to keep a straight face as he said, "That's what I've been trying to tell her."

"Listen to the man, mom, he's the expert after all." Jenny said with a grin in Carl's direction. "I ride so much better after the few pointers he gave me the last time we were here."

"We'll see," Maggie said as she swung up to sit on her horse. "I still like my old Texas saddle but we'll see. I always like to try new things."

"I like new things too," Jenny said to her mom. "I was thinking about a horse of my own but I'd settle for lessons from Carl instead."

"We could do both, that is if the horse you want is something sensible and not one of those high strung knot heads the rest of the people seem to favor here." Maggie told her daughter.

Jenny grinned. "You know me to well." Turning to Carl, she asked, "Do you have a suitable horse that would fit me?"

"Well, I think I know just the horse for you to try out. He's down at my place. Maybe later this afternoon we could ride down and have a look at him."

Jenny looked at her mom. Maggie nodded. "Take a look at the horse and then we'll see what kind of deal we can make."

Carl chuckled and then said, "I'll make you a good deal believe me. 

*****

Carl was in his office when Jerry came in around noon. "Did you get a chance to call about that job?" She asked.

"Yes I did and Carla wants to meet you." Carl replied with a grin. 

"Great!" Jerry said smiling as she sat down in the chair across the desk from Carl.

The only problem is that it will be early tomorrow before she can see you. She has a sick horse out at one of the local ranches she has to go tend to today."

Jerry's smile faded as he spoke and then she said, "Oh, ok. I was hoping for today but tomorrow will be fine."

Carl looked thoughtful for a moment and then said, "Would you like to ride along with her? You'd be staying overnight at the ranch but it would give you a chance to see what really goes on with a vet."

"Could I?" 

Carl said, "I don't see why not. It would give Carla more time to get to know you. Why don't you check with your mom and I'll check with Carla."

Jerry jumped up and headed toward the door. "I'll be right back," She said over her shoulder on the way out.

A grin spread over Carl's face. Everything was going to plan. He picked up the phone and called Carla. When the vet answered, he said, "She took it hook, line, and sinker. She's your for the night."

"Part of the night maybe, I do have a sick horse to take care of first." Carla told him. "Part of the night should be enough though if she's as hot as you say she is."

"I'll guarantee she's hot enough to make you drool," Carl said with a chuckle.

"What are you getting out of this?" Carla asked suspiciously.

"I'm giving her older sister naked riding lessons on one of my special saddles this afternoon. It'll be her second full lesson."

Carla laughed. "You're worse than I am, you know that don't you."

"Yeah I am but you have an advantage I don't." Carl replied with a chuckle. 

"Have her over here in about an hour, I need to get on the road."

"We'll be there," Carl said and hung up. He turned in his chair, leaned back, and propped his feet up on the corner of his desk to wait for Jerry. 

That young lady was in for one hell of a surprise if she was lucky. Carla was five ten in her socks and an amateur body builder. She had muscles in places Carl didn't even want to contemplate. Not to mention she packed a cherry red dong that put even him to shame. She also knew how to use it.

He and Carla had double-teamed a certain young lady a year or so earlier. The poor girl walked funny for nearly a week afterwards but she had been in shear heaven getting that way.

*****

With Jerry gone with the vet and Jenny down at Carl's place checking out a horse, Maggie had an afternoon to herself. It felt strange. She didn't quite know what to do without the girls. A grin crossed her face and then she laughed, oh yes she did. She had a toy in her purse, a blanket in the back of the car, and she knew a great place to skinny dip. 

A quick trip to the car for the toy and the blanket was the first order of business. She rolled the toy up in the blanket and tied it on behind her saddle. A few minutes later and she was on her way down toward the river. 

There was a creek a mile or so up river that was wide and shallow. Across it was one of her favorite places to ride. She and Jerry were the only ones she ever saw over there. The high-strung horses the locals rode didn't seem to like the water. That was fine with Maggie, it gave her privacy.

Once she crossed the creek, She slid forward in the saddle pressing her sex against the base of the roping horn. Even at a walk the rock and rolling motion of the horse rubbed her Levi covered clit against the saddle horn deliciously. She sighed deeply and then shivered. She wondered what it would feel like without the Levis. 

Quickly before she could change her mind, she pulled back on the reins and stepped off her horse. She slipped off her boots and then wiggled out of the tight jeans. She tossed the jeans across the back of the saddle and put her boots back on.

Naked from the waist down she remounted the horse. The smooth leather of the old saddle felt cool against her inner thighs and ass. Maggie kicked the horse into a walk and slid forward slowly. The curve of the saddle horn had a wide double stitched seam on the side toward her. 

That seam rubbed nicely on her clit through her pants. Without the pants, the seam snuggled up in her slit and made her gasp as her clit made contact with the leather. She leaned back slightly and moaned softly as the seam massaged her clit with a slow rocking, rolling motion. Oh God, this was so much better.

By the time Maggie reached the next creek where she had seen the swimming hole, she had her shirt unbuttoned and was caressing and squeezing her breasts. She had already had three small orgasms and a fourth was building slowly. 

She wished she had gotten the toy so she could have that inside her but it was probably best that she didn't. She could just see herself coming hard enough to fall off her horse and the horse bolting back to the barn with her jeans still across the back of the saddle. Talk about your embarrassing walks.

Maggie halted the horse and swung down out of the saddle. Her legs were a little wobbly for a few seconds as she tied the horse to a limb and then got the blanket off the saddle. She tossed her jeans on the ground close to the blanket and slipped off her shirt. 

She loved being naked outdoors and always had. The sight of the bright pink toy made her shiver. She wanted to grab it and stuff it deep in her aching sex. With a sigh, she restrained herself. If she did that then she would come like mad and it would all be over to quickly.

Pacing, that was what she wanted and needed. The saddle had started it and the toy would finish it. She walked slowly down to the edge of the clear deep pool keeping an eye out for signs of anyone being around. She squatted by the water and ran her hand through it to test the temperature. It was surprisingly warm.

She hadn't seen anything to make her nervous, so she stood up and waded in. The water got cooler the deeper she went. By the time it was up to her waist, it was almost cold on her feet. There was not much if any current on this side of the pool and only a light ripple on the other. 

Maggie pushed off and swam across until she felt the current on the other side. She turned and swam down stream a ways and then turned back toward where she had entered the creek. The cool water flowing over and around her breasts and bare body was sensuous and tantalizing. 

The fluttering of her feet and legs caused the water to surge across her sex. The warm, cool, warm, cool feeling on her mound and outer lips caused her inner muscles to squeeze and release rhythmically. She felt so alive and sexy when she swam nude.

She was slightly winded by the time she stood up in the shallow water near where she had entered. She took a moment to look around again as she rung the water out of her long hair. It was beautiful here, peaceful and quiet. Maggie found herself smiling as she waded toward the bank and her blanket.

As she lay down on the blanket, she thought of asking her husband if they could get a place out in the country. Swimming was good exercise and swimming nude would give her and excellent tan. Not to mention keeping her horny all the time from being naked. The latter part of that might not be such a good idea though. 

Laying flat on her back with her arms and legs spread wide, allowed the sun to kiss all of her body on one side. Maggie sighed as the suns heat warmed her deeply and dried her. By the time she started to perspire, she was almost asleep. A drop of sweat stinging her eye roused her.

A faint smile played at the corners of her mouth as she ran her hands slowly over her sweat slick body. The heat and her hands on her breasts made her whimper softly. Her nipples were as hard as pebbles and very sensitive as she brushed her palms across them. She had missed the heat of Texas and now she knew why.

Maggie continued to caress her breasts and nipples with one hand as the other explored its way down across her belly toward her mound. She barely grazed the bare skin on either side of the narrow racing strip and drew a hissing breath at the tingle in her sex. 

Her mind jumped to the toy but she moved her fingers slowly over her outer lips, ignoring the impulse to get it yet. Her nails caused another hissing sound as they lightly raked the bare skin. Between that saddle horn and being naked outdoors, she was horny as hell.

The orgasms earlier had been small ripples and tweaks in her sex but the one she was building now was bigger, much bigger. She pinched a nipple as she dipped her middle finger between the folds of her pussy. Her hips lifted on their own and quivered as the finger brushed her swollen clit.

Her hips rose higher as she rolled the hard nub of her clit around slowly. The saddle horn had her super sensitive. She rolled her nipple at the same slow pace and shivered hard as the two feelings seemed to merge. Heat and pressure that had nothing to do with the sun pooled in her sex.

To hold the orgasm back, Maggie would lift the finger on her clit ever so often and let her hips drift slowly back to the blanket. Then she would touch her clit and they would slowly rise again. Her breathing was rapid and shallow and her hips were flexing by the time she reached for the pink toy.

She touched it to her slit and slowly eased it down until the tip touched her opening. She was going to come when it entered her pussy so she held it still teasing herself. She would press forward and then ease back. Her hips were ten inches off the blanket and quivering with anticipation. 

"I thought I was the only one who came over here to fuck themselves silly," A female voice said suddenly.

Three things happened at once. Maggie dropped her hips, she tried to sit up to see who was there, and the toy slammed home in her pussy. The orgasm that followed had her balled up in the fetal position and seeing stars. She tried to pull the toy out of her grasping pussy but only got it half way out before she rammed it home forcefully. The orgasm jump up another notch. 

"Oh hell yes, that is a barn burner isn't it," the female voice said. "My being here to watch is just making it that much more intense, isn't it?"

Maggie gasped for air as her stomach jerked hard enough to take her breathe away. Bright colors and flashes lit the inside of her eyelids as the pleasure spread throughout her body. The fact that she had been caught added a lot to an already massive orgasm.

"Maybe I should join you," the woman said as she climbed down off her horse. She was as naked as Maggie was. She smiled as she looked at the shiny wetness on the black leather of her English saddle. "From the look of this saddle I'm as ready as you were."

Maggie rolled over and opened her eyes. A tall redhead with large breasts was standing over her grinning. What held Maggie's attention was the long thick red dildo hanging down from a harness around the woman's hips. 

With a loud moan, Maggie jerked the toy in her pussy almost all the way out and rammed it home several times. Her mind showed her a slow film of the woman fucking her with that large red dick as her orgasm took off to new heights.

"Do you eat pussy by any chance?" The woman asked with a hint of amusement in her voice. Maggie nodded and then shook her head and then nodded again. 

"I'll take that to mean you have but not lately and you might again if the right woman comes along," the woman said with a deep chuckle. Maggie moaned long and loud in reply as she fucked herself with her toy.

The woman's hand dropped to the dildo in front of her and stroked it lovingly. "Oh I see, you're thinking about big red here fucking your brains out. That would be lovely, wouldn't it?"

Maggie moaned louder and nodded quickly, her hips jerking and jumping against the toy in her hand. In her mind, she wondered what it would be like to really be fucked after so long, being without. Maggie jumped as the woman cuddled up behind her on the blanket. The dildo was pressed tightly in the cleft of her ass.

"Just relax baby and let mama take over," the woman whispered as she caressed Maggie's breasts and kissed her neck. 

Maggie had the toy jammed as deep as it would go and was fucking herself by flexing her hips. Now the long red dildo was rubbing in the crack of her ass as she did. The woman's hand on her breasts was gentle and knowing as were her lips, tongue, and teeth on Maggie's neck.

It was not long before Maggie gave in and surrendered to the feelings flooding her body. Her long string of orgasms was muted by the contact with someone else, someone who was adding fuel to the fire of her passion. It had been so very long.

Somewhere along the line, the toy had been replaced with the big red dildo. The woman had worked the head into Maggie's opening and now she was slowly working it in deeper. Maggie had lifted one knee to ease the slight pain from the large head and groaned as it slid in and out. 

The woman still caressed her breasts and nibbled on her neck. Maggie shivered from time to time as feelings surged and ebbed. Her body was on fire with little flashes and twitches. Being made love to was so much better than doing it your self.

"I'm Mary Long," the woman whispered as she nibbled on Maggie's ear.

"Maggie Hatcher." Maggie replied between moans. The woman's hips were now pressed tightly against her ass, the dildo buried to the hilt.

"Ah, you're the wild and crazy Texas lady everyone is talking about. Good to meet you," Mary said as she flexed her hips firmly, moving the big rubber dick in and out sharply. 

Maggie gasped at the sudden assault on her sex. It almost took her breath away. The slow gently entry of the dildo had been pure ecstasy. It had been so long since she had been this well filled and by someone other than herself. The big toy was only moving an inch or so but it felt wonderful.

"You have the two beautiful daughters," Mary said as she continued to fuck Maggie with short sharp thrusts of her hips. The base of the dildo was bouncing on her clit as she did. "Do they ever come over here with you?"

"My… my youngest… Jerry… does sometimes." Maggie got out through a rising red haze of pleasure. The big dick was touching places she had long forgotten.

"Does she masturbate like her beautiful mother?" Mary asked sharply as she pulled the toy dick out and then rammed it home forcefully.

"Oh God!" Maggie got out and then a massive orgasm washed her away to the land of surging energy and flashing electrical discharges. 

Mary continued to fuck her hard and deep as her own orgasm loomed on the horizon. It wasn't long in coming, no pun intended.

*****




Bare Back



Jenny was nude and riding around in Carl's arena on the special saddle. Between the big toy in her pussy and the pounding of her clit on the hard leather, Jenny was coming like mad. She still held the reins but she also had a death grip on the front edge of the saddle. 

Carl sat on the fence and watched with a big grin on his face. He was naked also and slowly stroked his dick. The cameras had to be catching it all as Jenny leaned forward. He could see the dildo moving in and out of her tight little pussy. 

It wouldn't be long now until he would have to stop the horse and carry Jenny into the barn. For now, he was just enjoying looking at her. That saddle fit her to a tee and she loved it. He had already stopped the horse once but she had waved him off and continued to ride. This last round of orgasms had been spectacular. 

When Jenny slumped in the saddle, Carl hopped down off the fence and stopped the horse. Jenny moaned loudly as he led them away toward the barn. She was down to a whimper by the time he got her off the horse and laid out on the hay bales. Even sprawled out with her legs spread wide, her hips continued to jerk and twitch. 

With a grin, Carl knelt between her legs and licked first one inner thigh and then the other. She was wet to her knees and tasty as hell. He wanted to dive into her pussy headfirst but knew he had to wait. Licking her thighs would have to do for the moment.

*****

Jerry was sitting in Carla's office waiting for her to get off the phone. They had just started to talk about the job when the phone rang. It was the rancher that had the sick horse. From this side of the conversation, it sounded like the horse was better, on her feet at least.

"Ok, Doug. Look, I'm still going to come up and check her out. I have some other business to take care of so I may be a little while. If she goes back down, call me immediately, no matter what time it is."

After Carla hung up, she said to Jerry, "So goes the life of a Vet. It an emergency one minute and all better the next. Actually, most of the ranchers and ranch hands around here know almost as much as I do."

She paused to grin and wink. "Just don't tell them that, I need the job."

"Hey, I need the job also." Jerry replied with a grin of her own.

Carla nodded. "Carl was telling me about you and from what I see and he said, I think I can use you. Are you up for a road trip so I can see how you do under pressure?"

"Sure." Jerry replied enthusiastically.

"With Doug's horse better, I can make a couple of stops on the way to check on a couple of other ranches. We'll be gone overnight. I hope Carl told you."

"I didn't have time to go home and pack a bag or anything," Jerry said, "But I can make do, if I have to."

Carla nodded again. "I have extra clothes and stuff in my bag and the motel and eats are on me." 

When Carla stood up, Jerry got her first good look at the older woman. Broad shoulders and a narrow waist were the first things that caught her eye. The red t-shirt was tight across her chest and the small tents of her nipples made it very obvious that she didn't have a bra on.

As she walked around the desk, Jerry almost gasped at the muscular legs below the tight white shorts. "I take it that you work out a lot," Jerry said.

Carla laughed. "I used to in college and back when I was married but now I just tone up a couple of times a week."

"I need to get more exercise, maybe then my short round body would look longer. My legs are about the only part of me that get any exercise and that's only since I started riding regularly." 

"You'll have to come over to the house and use my gym. I have about every free weight known to man and then some. I hold classes for a select group of women from time to time," Carla said as she paused and looked Jerry up and down.

After a moment, she added, "For your height and age, you're not in bad shape. You just need some toning up. It wouldn't take much to get you in excellent shape."

Jerry blushed under the gaze of the older woman. She could feel Carla's eyes undressing her. When Carla asked, "Have you ever worked out in the nude?" Jerry blushed even deeper and shook her head.

"You'll have to try it sometimes. Watching your naked body in a mirror while you pump iron is exciting and very educational."

Carla glanced at the watch on her wrist. "We need to get a move on if we're going to finish up before midnight."

*****

Maggie lay on her side with Mary cuddled up behind her. The warm sun and Mary's idle caresses, plus her total sexual satisfaction were making her sleepy. The big dildo was still deep in her pussy and felt good the way it had her inner muscles stretched.

Mary sighed and kissed the back of Maggie's neck. "Damn. I haven't come that hard in years," she whispered.

"I was thinking the same thing." Maggie replied.

Mary flexed her hips gently and whispered, "We'll definitely have to do this again."

Maggie nodded and then shivered as Mary slowly pulled the dildo out of her pussy. Maggie felt her inner muscles grabbing and trying to hold onto the rubber dick. "Oh yes, we definitely will have to do this again."

"How about tomorrow?" Mary asked with a chuckle.

"I never know when I'll have free time with my two girls around." Maggie whispered.

Mary laughed and said, "With one of them taking riding lessons from Carl and the other working out with Carla, you'll have all the free time you can handle, believe me."

"I'm just glad they're taking an interest in things. Jenny has been so moody, almost defiant at times and Jerry loves animals so working for a Vet should be good for her."

"Knowing Carl, he'll have that defiance worked out of your daughter in no time," Mary whispered and then laughed. "And if Jerry likes animals then Carla will be right up her alley. That woman is as good or better with a strap-on than I am."

"What?" Maggie asked as she rolled away from Mary and looked at her hard.

"Oh, you don't know then," Mary said with and embarrassed look.

"Know what?" Maggie asked, the expression of her face bordering on anger.

"Relax dear, both of the girls will enjoy themselves, believe me. Carl has an eye for the girls that like it a little rough and rugged and Carla…. Well, Carla loves women and definitely knows how to please them."

"What kind of perverts do they have around here?" Maggie asked, her anger rising at the thought of what might be happening to her kids.

Mary laughed and shook her head. "Perverts? This from the woman who was just fucking her brains out with another woman in the middle of a wide open field?"

Maggie blushed hotly and felt her anger subside. 

"Look, your girls are well over eighteen and girls will be girls every chance they get. Jenny will actually learn to ride better than most young women and learn how to get her cookies while she does," Mary said as she rolled over on her back. 

She stroked the red dong for a moment and then went on, "Jerry will get her sweet pussy ate by one of the best and probable a few fucks as good as the one you just had, so what's the problem? They're of age so there's not much you can do about it except make a big fuss. I've been there with my three girls so I know."

Maggie's eyes followed Mary's hand as it moved up and down the long thick red dildo. There was a war going on in her mind. Part of her wanted to jump up and run to protect her girls but another part knew that Mary was right. Jenny would explode in anger if she came barging in at Carl's place. 

Jerry was another thing altogether. She was young and naive in so many ways. Or was she? That question brought a bit of a shock of it's own. Just how well did she know her youngest daughter? Not as well as she should was the answer she got from the back of her mind.

Maggie sighed and slumped as the anger went out of her. Mary grinned and held the dildo straight up in the air. "Come have another ride on big red, it'll make the cares of the world go away."

With another sigh, Maggie shook her head. "I brought the girls out to this place. I thought it would be good for them."

"It is in a way. They will learn about sex from some of the best around. It could be worse; they could be screwing around with a couple of the wild and crazy young men that hang out around here. That would end up being nothing but trouble with a capital T."

"But—" Maggie started to say.

Mary interrupted her. "But nothing. Hell, go take some special riding lessons from Carl. You're married to a rich old man just like I am. The empathies is on the old in both cases. I've taken lessons from him and believe me, I had more orgasms in an afternoon than I had all of last year with my husband."

"But…." Maggie started to say again but stopped short as she realized that she didn't really have anything to say.

"As for Carla, Hell, go visit with her, go work out in her home gym, I have. I get a great workout in so many ways when I go over there, both physical and sexual. Just try lifting weights one time with a knowledgeable woman's head between your legs. It'll blow you mind among other things."

Maggie opened her mouth to say "but" again but closed it quickly. Her eyes moved from Mary's face down to the big red dildo at her hips. Mary wiggled it enticingly. A big grin spread slowly over Maggie's face. 

"Why the hell not?" she whispered as she crawled over to straddle Mary's hips. 

Mary lowered the rubber dick and sighed deeply as Maggie sat down straddling it. "I've already had more orgasms this afternoon than I had in all of the two weeks we were on vacation," Maggie said as she flexed her hips, sliding the dildo back and forth in her slit. 

Her clit rubbing on the rubber made her hips twitch and flutter. She shivered and continued to move her hips slowly. Looking at Mary's face she asked, "Did you follow me or where you already here when I arrived?"

Mary grinned and replied, "I was laying on a blanket up on the top of the hill over there when you came riding by with just your shirt on. You rode within thirty feet of me but were to, shall we say, preoccupied to notice."

Maggie laughed and shook her head. "That old roping saddle does have a way of getting a girls attention when she wants it to."

"I'll have to try it sometimes," Mary said and then added, "You should try that slick English saddle of mine. It rubs in some interesting places also. Carl has one modified with a dildo so you can ride and get fucked at the same time. I rode in a parade last year on it. I wore a long full skirt so no one but Carl and me knew it though. Talk about your orgasms in public." She ended with a laugh.

"Is that what Jenny is doing, riding that saddle?" Maggie asked in a hushed whisper.

"That or riding Carl, which is much the same thing. His dick isn't real long but its thick and oh so filling," Mary whispered back.

Maggie groaned, lifted her hips, pulled the dildo upright, and fitted the head to her opening. A picture of her daughter in the same position she was in floated through her mind as she lowered her hips and slowly impaled herself on big red. She groaned long and loud as the dildo filled her up.

Mary made a soft whimpering sound as she watched the red dildo disappear from sight. She had fucked herself with it many a time so she knew how it felt. Seeing it going into Maggie's pussy just added to the mental surge of pleasure building in her lower abdomen.

Maggie sat still and let her pussy get used to the full feeling. Her hands moved to caress Mary's firm breasts and to tease her nipples with a pair of fingernails. When Mary made a soft whimpering gasp of pleasure, Maggie pinched and rolled her nipples. The gasp got louder and then turned into a soft moan.

"I had a short affair with a college roommate but that was the only time." Maggie confessed in a whisper in answer to Mary's earlier question.

"Carla got my lesbian cherry," Mary said breathily. "I was so scared and so excited at the same time. I think I came twice before she ever touched my clit. She's the one who taught me how to use a strap-on when I found out I was more butch with other women besides her."

Maggie flexed her hips and continued to pinch and roll Mary's nipples. Mary whimpered and reached up to pinch and roll Maggie's nipples. After that, it was one-woman feeding off the other as their passion rose. With tingling nipples, Maggie rode the rubber dick, feeling it fill and empty her sex time after time.

Mary whimpered and moaned at the sensations from her nipples and the subtle rub and pressure the base of the dildo put on her clit. This was the first time anyone had ever rode big red like this and it was different. It was more gentle and sensuous with her not having to do all the work.

One of Maggie's hands moved away from Mary's nipple and found the pink toy. Reaching around behind her, Maggie felt around and then slowly inserted the toy in Mary's pussy. Mary groaned loudly as it slipped inside. When Maggie worked it in and out slowly, Mary's hips started to lift subtly.

The feedback between them increased as Maggie fucked Mary and Mary lifted her hips to fuck Maggie. Both of their orgasms were building higher and higher. When Maggie flicked the little switch on the end of the toy and vibrations fills Mary's pussy, things went up several notches. 

Mary gasped loudly and lifted her hips sharply as she tried to spread her legs wider. The big dildo plowed into Maggie firmly and a shiver run up and down her spine. Having more room between Mary's legs, allowed Maggie to ram the toy in harder and deeper. Mary's hips jerked upward each time she stabbed the toy into Mary's pussy.

Who came first was almost to close to call. Mary's yell started a split second before Maggie's did. Mary's hands went to Maggie's hips for more leverage and Maggie's hand went to Mary's chest for balance. They fucked each other with abandon until Maggie lost her grip on the toy and laid forward on top of Mary.

They ended up on their sides cuddled up tightly.

*****

Jenny slowly returned to the real world to find Carl licking and nibbling at her inner thighs. She sighed deeply and lifted her feet to hook the heels of her boots on the edge of the hay bale. "That damned saddle is going to kill me sooner or later," she whispered softly.

"No it won't." Carl reassured her. "A few more lessons and you'll be riding it upright and at a full gallop."

"No way. My clit doesn't bump the saddle right if I sit up straight." Jenny protested.

"Then I'll have to add a small ramped ridge to the center of it so your clit has a place to get its jollies." Carl told her with a grin.

Jenny moaned at the thought as her hips flexed quickly several times. Carl used the tip of his tongue to flick her clit sharply as her hips moved. Jenny jerked and pushed at his head.

"I'm way to sensitive for that," she said sharply.

Carl lowered his head and licked at the sticky sweet mess between her ass cheeks and around her sopping wet opening. Jenny moaned loudly as she lifted and tilted her hips. When his tongue wormed its way into her vagina, she sighed deeply and then moaned again as he wiggled it around.

"Oh God, that feels so good," Jenny whispered as she flexed her hips, fucking herself on his tongue.

Carl let the young woman have her way until her hips started to shiver. Then he pulled his head back and licked at her asshole again. Jenny made a whimpering sound of inpatients and then jerked as Carl started to fuck her ass with his tongue.

Jenny lifted her legs and drew them up nearly to her chest. No one had ever touched her intimately back there and it felt so good. Carl's tongue felt so hot and big as it probed her ass. Jenny's slow approaching orgasm from earlier roared down on her now and she came with a small gush. 

Carl lapped at the sweet juices that were running down the crack of Jenny's ass. When he speared his tongue back into her flooded sex, she yelled and humped his face with wild abandon. As he continued to eat her sweet pussy, an idea for another modification to her saddle formed in his mind.

Something to occupy and break in her rear would be just the thing.

*****

Jerry was tired and dirty by the time they reached the last ranch on Carla's list. She had helped deliver a breach born calf using shoulder length rubber gloves. Reaching inside a cows vagina sounded and was gross but seeing the calf trying to walk a little later, more than made up for it.

She had taken blood samples from yearling stock at another ranch. The ranch hands had roped the calves and held them while she did. It was dirty work but fun at the same time. Wrestling with a three hundred pound yearling to stick a needle in its neck was hot sweaty work.

Carla was just as dirty and sweaty as Jerry. She showed Jerry what to do and how to do it, as well as doing it her self. Carla had praised her more than once on how well she was doing. That just made Jerry work even harder. 

Now as they entered the big barn at Doug's ranch, he came over to meet them. "You were right Doc, it was bad feed. A second horse went down right after I talked to you. We hosed her out and she's back up on her feet."

"Do you want me to take a look at them?" Carla asked.

"You can if you want but I think they will be fine. Colic is not uncommon, as you know and my hands have treated cases before. I think we have it under control. I'm having the last batch of feed burnt in the morning."

Carla nodded and then stretched up on her toes and twisted her back. "In that case, we'll be headed for the motel in town. It's been a long hard day."

"Aren't they all," Doug said with a grin as he watched Carla stretch. "You two have a good night. If anything else happens or if the mares take a turn for the worse, I'll call you."

Carla nodded and turned toward the door. Jerry followed her outside. As they got into the truck, Jerry asked, "Hosed them out? What's colic?"

Carla grinned and said, "Colic is when the intestines get twisted and knotted up from bad feed. The feed can spoil or get worms in it and that will cause it. The way most ranchers treat it is to stick a hose up the horse's ass and turn on the water. Sort of a high pressure enema."

Jerry made a face and whispered, "Sorry I asked."

Carla laughed and said, "Don't worry, sooner or later you'll get to see it up close and personal."

Jerry looked at the older woman and grinned. "Does that mean I've got the job?"

Carla nodded. "Yes it does and if things go as good as they have today, I see a bright future for you. Have you ever considered going to college?"

"Yeah, I have. I Just haven't decided what to sturdy, that's why I'm waiting to start next year or the year after." 

Carla started the truck and headed for the front gate of the ranch. As they rode along she said, "Maybe you'll consider becoming a Vet yourself."

"From what I've seen today, I just might, its interesting and fun work. I love animals and helping them is a big plus. I've got most of a year to find out more."

Carla laughed as they pulled out on the highway toward town. "Smart girl, always consider all of your options. Right now I want to consider a shower, some food, and a soft bed."

Jerry turned her head and sniffed at her shoulder above her armpit. "Uh yeah, that's for sure, I stink."

Carla leaned over toward her and sniffed deeply. "Smells like a hard working woman to me. You did good today."

Jerry grinned broadly as she replied, "Thanks, I enjoyed it and learned a lot also."

"What you leaned today is just the beginning," Carla whispered more to herself than to Jerry.

*****

Maggie was driving home. Jenny was leaned against the passenger door half asleep. Maggie wasn't in much better shape. She and Mary had taken a swim after Maggie's ride on big red and then they had lain out in the sun to dry. Both had been more than satisfied sexually but had spent time talking and becoming better acquainted. 




Bare Back



She had found out that she and Mary had a lot in common. Both were married to older men and frustrated sexually most of the time. Mary had filled Maggie in on the local gossip and more about Carl and Carla. Mary had even told her about her own daughter's initiation into life at the stables.

Two of her daughters were now married and the youngest was in college. The same college Jenny was due to start in the fall. "I met a very interesting lady today." Maggie said to her daughter.

"Uh huh," was Jenny's answer.

"She filled me in on a lot of things around here and she has a daughter that is in the same college you're going to."

"Uh huh," Jenny said again shifting in the seat to get more comfortable.

"The daughter took the same riding lessons you're taking from Carl."

Jenny jerked awake and stared at her mom. The phrase "Oh Shit!" kept flashing in her mind. Had the old bat ratted her out?

"Mary even suggested that I take the same riding lessons. Those saddles sound wonderful."

"You ride well enough now," Jenny said, trying to cut her mom off short.

"On my old roping saddle maybe but I've never tried an English saddle and that's what Carl's supposed to be the expert on."

"He's the best," Jenny said with a soft sigh in her voice. Carl had worn her little ass out on top of all her orgasm from that special saddle.

"I hear he builds saddles also." Maggie said while trying to stifle a grin.

"Uh, yeah. Yeah, he does," Jenny, whispered with a sinking feeling in her stomach.

"Maybe I'll have him build me one. My saddle is good and fits me well but his do an even better job, or so I'm told." Maggie caught the blush on her daughters face out of the corner of her eye. She couldn't hold her grin back any longer.

Jenny saw her mother's grin and groaned softly. She was in a world of trouble and did not see any way out. "Yeah, his saddles are wonderful," she whispered.

"Maybe I'll go with you tomorrow when you go for your lesson," Maggie said softly with a glance at her daughter. "Maybe you can give me a riding demonstration."

"I…. Uh…. I…." Jenny stammered.

"Mary rode one of his special saddles in a parade once." 

Jenny's eyes got big as a shiver ran up and down her spine. 

"Yeah, she wore this long full dress and had the time of her life." Maggie teased.

With a groan, Jenny squirmed in her seat and said, "You know everything don't you?"

Maggie nodded. "Probably but then again, I'll have to check it all out for myself, won't I? I wouldn't want you to have all the fun. Although this afternoon was right up there with the best ever to tell the truth."

Jenny looked at her mom as she wondered what she meant by that last sentence. "Are you having fun that I don't know about?" She asked cautiously.

Maggie looked at her daughter and grinned. "Damned straight I am. I'm older but I'm not nearly dead."

Jenny chuckled and then laughed. When she sobered, she whispered, "You haven't rode one of Carl's special saddles yet. After a few minutes on that damned thing you'll think you're going to die."

Maggie patted her daughter on the thigh and whispered, "We'll see tomorrow, won't we. I wonder how Carl will react with two naked women riding around in his arena."

"You won't care once your horse starts to move." Jenny whispered back.

*****

Carla opened the door to the motel room and carried her bag inside. Jerry followed behind carrying their supper. They had stopped at a small café on the edge of town and Carla had gone in to order. They both wanted a shower before they ate but the café would have been closed by the time they returned.

Jerry sat the food on the small table and looked at the room while Carla put her bag in the little alcove off the vanity area. Carla turned and saw her looking at the single bed.

"Sorry but this is the only room they had available. It seems there is a pipeline crew and a road crew both staying here. I hope it isn't a problem."

Jerry shook her head and then watched as Carla peeled off her dirty t-shirt. Jerry could only stare with her mouth slightly open. Carla's breasts were small and flat on her chest. Her nipples were very prominent and hard. She had muscles in places that Jerry never imagined a woman could have.

Carla saw her looking and struck a pose, flexing her muscles. She twisted the upper half of her body showing off. "I told you I was an ex body builder."

"Holy shit!" Jerry whispered under her breath. "You make most of the guys I know look like ninety pound weaklings."

Carla laughed and relaxed. "Years of work went into this body and I took it to the extreme at one point. Now I just keep myself tones up."

"I would give anything for a stomach like that." Jerry whispered as she stared at the tight six-pack of Carla's belly.

"Lets see what you've got and I'll tell you, no I'll show you how to tone it up."

Jerry hesitated a second and then slowly removed her t-shirt. She stood there sucking her belly in as tight as she could.

"Relax," Carla said as she walked over to where Jerry stood. Carla put her hands on Jerry's waist and then ran them over her stomach, pressing lightly as she went. "Tense up," she said at one point. When Jerry did, Carla pressed on her stomach firmly.

"There's some muscle under there and I think the excess you have is more like baby fat and will disappear as you get older. Exercise with light weights and a lot of slow reps should trim you down and firm you up in no time."

Carla took Jerry's hand and placed it on her hard muscular stomach. "This takes years and a lot of dedication to achieve, also a lot of pain and burn. You might not want to put in all that work but you can definitely have a flat firm stomach, I guarantee."

Jerry froze as Carla placed her hand on her stomach but as she talked, Jerry ran her hand over the sculptured muscles and shivered deeply. She had never touched anything so sensuous in her life. Her body was soft and flabby in comparison. Those rock hard abs excited her in a new and strange way.

When her hand moved up and caressed the hard rise below Carla's small flat breasts, Jerry jerked her hand away. Carla grinned and whispered, "You want a flat tummy, and I'd die for breasts anywhere near yours. Life's a bitch, ain't she?"

Jerry grinned and nodded. "I hated my boobs when they started to grow. Maybe exploded is a better word. One year I was flat chested like all the other girls and over the summer, boom, there they were. When I went back to school everything changed. The girls gave me dirty looks and the boys tripped over themselves."

Carla laughed and shook her head. "I wouldn't know anything about that. I was the skinny kid that never developed and never developed. I was the tomboy and just friends with all the guys. I played sports until I found weightlifting and bodybuilding."

Carla paused and looked at the food boxes on the table. Lets get a shower, the foods getting cold and I'm hungry."

Jerry blushed and Carla laughed. "I didn't mean together although having someone wash my back would be nice for a change."

"I… uh… I…." Jerry stammered.

"I know, you've never showered with anyone, except maybe your sister."

"Uh, not even her. We did take bathes together way back when though.

"I think all sisters do that. Brothers also but I have neither so I'm not sure." Carla said turning to walk toward the vanity area. She paused and looked back over her shoulder as she unsnapped her shorts. "I'll scrub your back if you'll scrub mine," She said jokingly.

Before Jerry had time to answer, Carla pushed the shorts down and bent at the waist to take them off. Jerry's mouth dropped open at the sight of the older woman's ass. It was round and full but muscular. The muscular thighs below made Jerry shiver again. 

After a second, Jerry blushed deeply and hotly as she realized her eyes were on the compressed outer lips of Carla's sex where they peeked out at her from between the woman's upper thighs. She had seen her sister naked and even her mom a couple of times but this…. Jerry shied away from the thought.

Carla stepped out of the shorts. She knew exactly what she was showing Jerry and waited for a reaction. When none came, she straightened up and looked at the younger girl with a questioning look. After a moment she said, "Well?"

Jerry looked scared for a second and then she blushed deeply.

Carla gave her a confused look and then grinned as she said, "I was talking about whether you wanted to scrub my back or not."

"I… I… well…. Uh." She stammered and then she looked at the floor and whispered, "I don't know if I should."

"Suit yourself," Carla said with a smile as she headed for the shower. "I'll try and leave you some hot water."

Jerry watched her walking into the bathroom; a chill of excitement ran up and down her spine at the way the naked woman moved. It was cat like and powerful, both at the same time. In her mind, Jerry could see herself moving like that and moaned softly. She would no longer be the shy, slightly overweight, hesitant girl she was now.

The sound of water running jerked Jerry back to the present. She stepped out of her sneakers and slipped off her shorts. She laid the dirty shirt and shorts on the dresser and unhooked her bra. As she took it off, she wondered what she would wear home the next day or to bed tonight for that matter.

Carla said she had clothes but Jerry wasn't sure they would fit her. With a shrug, she tossed her bra over with the dirty clothes and stood there in her panties. There was a wall mirror there and she frowned as she looked at herself in it. 

She sighed in frustration and despair at the differences between her and Carla as her mind told her there was no way she would ever look even partially that good. That thought made her sag even more than normal. Her hands came up and brushed across her sensitive nipples. With a shiver, she smiled. She always had these if nothing else.

"Stand up straighter and pull your shoulders back a little," Carla said from the bathroom doorway as she toweled herself off.

Jerry jerked and jumped at Carla's voice. She shook her head a moment later and whispered, "That won't help."

"It can't hurt. It's all about attitude and how you present yourself. If nothing else, years of contests and strutting around mostly naked before judges proved that. I never was the biggest or the best but I won my fair share of those contests. I had an attitude that the judges saw and liked."

Jerry straightened up and pulled her shoulders back. She sucked in her stomach slightly and looked at herself in the mirror. She did look better but she was still dumpy and… well, herself. Jerry frowned and then slumped. It was too much like work for so little gain.

"If you don't care or try, then who will," Carla said softly as though she were reading Jerry's mind.

Jerry straightened again. Carla's hand on her shoulder and on the small of her back made her jump. She pulled with one and pushed with the other. "The spine needs to be straight to give you your full height. Your shoulders directly over your hips. It also thrusts you breasts out rather nicely."

"My one good feature," Jerry whispered softly.

"No dear, just one of many, believe me. You might not be muscular but you have your charms, nice curves, and a cute ass, just to mention a couple more. Any guy, or girl for that matter, would be mesmerized by you, if you had attitude and believed in yourself."

"That's hard to do when you're the ugly duckling of the family. I see how men look at my mom and sister and wish they would look at me the same way."

"Darling, I'm not a guy but I'm damned near drooling looking at you." Carla confessed in a whisper.

Jerry's eyes darted to Carla's face in the mirror as a sudden revelation crossed her mind. "You're gay, right."

Carla laughed and nodded. "Is there a problem with that? I don't bite unless someone wants me to."

"I… uh… I…." Jerry started to say. 

"Go take your shower, I will lay you out a big tee shirt to put on," Carla said softly as she turned and walked over to where the food was.

Jerry turned and looked at the naked woman. "I'm sorry," she said in a whisper. "I didn't know before and it suddenly dawned on me."

Carla smiled at her and replied, "Go get your shower."

"I didn't mean to offend you."

"You didn't, believe me." Carla replied still smiling.

*****

Jerry's mind was running a mile a minute as she soaped up her body in the shower. The fact that Carla was gay wasn't a problem as such. It was the fact that Jerry had never been around a real lesbian before that she knew of. There had been this one girl in school but….

A shadow on the shower curtain diverted Jerry's attention. Carla sat a bottle of shampoo on the edge of the tub at the far end. "Here's my shampoo if you need it."

"Thanks. I was going to use the soap but it dries my scalp."

"I'm the same way," Carla said as she started out the door.

"Can I ask you a question?" Jerry said quickly.

"Sure, anything." Carla replied leaning on the doorframe and studying the shadow on the shower curtain from her side. She could make out Jerry's hands rubbing her breasts and then down across her stomach. 

"Is my job about you needing help or is it something else?"

Carla laughed. "I need help and you're working out fine. For a first day, you are doing better than a lot of others I've had working for me. As for the something else as you call it…. Let's just say, it would be nice for both of us but the job doesn't depend on it."

Jerry giggled and blurted, "I've never been with a guy, much less a woman."

"Then you're a virgin."

"Uh, well…. Yes and no. I've never had sex with anyone but I got carried away playing one time…."

"That happens a lot, believe it or else," Carla said with a laugh. "A hairbrush handle, a candle, or your mom's toy you borrowed?"

Jerry giggled again. "The hairbrush handle."

"An excellent choice," Carla said with a chuckle. "I lost my cherry the same way. My fingers felt so good, so I figured something a little bigger would be even better. Oops, so long to virginity."

"Yeah, it was something like that, only I got carried away with it somewhere else, and swapped holes, shall we say."

"Oh, you're an anal girl then?" Carla asked as she watched the shadow bend as Jerry washed her legs and then her feet. 

Jerry blushed at the question as she realized what she had admitted. She had never talked this bluntly with anyone in her life. "Uh, yeah, sort of. I like something in both at the same time actually." Jerry straightened up and added quickly, "I can't believe that I just told you that."

"There's no secrets among us girls," Carla said with a laugh. "And you're not alone in liking that. I can name about a dozen girls I know that do."

"You mean there are girls around here that like two guys at once?" Jerry asked in disbelief as she got the shampoo.

"It doesn't have to be two guys you know." 

Jerry pulled the curtain back a few inches and stared at Carla, her eyes were wide and her mouth was slightly open as what the older woman said sunk in. 

Carla laughed and nodded. "Oh yeah, there are ways and then there are ways."

"This I have to see," Jerry whispered and then hastily added, "Uh, never mind, I think I'll just keep it in my head."

Carla laughed as she turned. As she walked out the door she whispered, "Be careful what you wish for cause mama's packing."

*****

Jerry was sitting at the small table eating her supper and Carla was relaxing on the bed. Carla was sitting up leaning on the two pillows against the headboard. Jerry had on one of Carla's big t-shirts that fit snuggly but came down to mid thigh. Carla was dressed similarly but the t-shirt was only tight in the chest and across her hips. 

The two had been silent since the discussion in the bathroom. Jerry had been mulling over women fucking women. She had heard of strap-ons and had even seen a picture or two but did not have a clue otherwise. Her curiosity was about to get the better of her.

When she got her fill, she closed the food container and pushed it away. Turning in her chair, she picked up the watered down diet coke and sipped it as she leaned on the wall. Her mind was working on the problem of asking questions without embarrassing herself or giving Carla the wrong idea. 

Jerry's eyes ran up and down Carla's body and then she shivered. Was it a wrong idea? With a mental gasp, Jerry wondered where that had come from. She found Carla to be very attractive and sexy but….

Carla stretched her arms out in front of her and then up over her head, working her shoulders as she did. "After pulling that calf out of mama and wrestling with those yearlings for blood, my upper back and shoulders are tight and ache."

"Mine are the same but my lower back is where I hurt the worse," Jerry said.

"I'd offer to rub you back if you wouldn't take it the wrong way." Carla prompted and then added, "I'd kill for a shoulder rub."

Jerry sat up and spread her legs, pushing the t-shirt hem down between them. "Come squat down here in front of me and I'll see what I can do."

Carla ended up on her knees, sitting on her feet, facing away from Jerry. 

Jerry worked at the muscles along the tops of Carla's shoulders for a moment and then said, "Damn, I'm not sure I'm strong enough for you to even feel what I'm doing."

Carla groaned softly and rolled her head from side to side. "I can feel it believe me. Try using the edge of your hand and pound back and forth along there."

Jerry did as she was instructed. Carla rolled her shoulders back, tilted her head forward, and groaned. "Oh yeah, beat me harder baby." With a grin at Carla's words, she did just that. 

"Lower and across my shoulder blades," Carla whispered as she leaned farther forward. Jerry did as she was told as Carla moaned and groaned as she twisted from side to side slightly.

A few minutes later, Carla straightened, stretched her arms, and twisted as she had before. "Oh yeah, that's much better. Thank you."

She continued to stretch for nearly a minute and then stood up. She looked at Jerry over her shoulder and said, "Ok, now it's your turn. Lay down on the bed and I rub your back."

Carla watched Jerry as she moved over and crawled onto the bed. Watching Jerry's breasts and ass move under that tight t-shirt was thrilling to Carla. She wished she could get her out of it but there was no hurry. This one was well worth any wait.

When Jerry was in place, Carla climbed up and sat down with a knee on either side of her thighs. Jerry stiffened as Carla's weight settled on her lower thighs. "Show me where it hurts," Carla said quickly.

Jerry's hand came around and ran over an area from her tailbone to the bottom of her shoulder blades. "From here to here."

Carla began to massage the area on both sides of Jerry's backbone, up and down the area she had pointed out. Jerry groaned and then sighed. "Oh, that hurts so good."

With a chuckle, Carla said, "I know what you mean. That's how I felt a few minutes ago."

Carla worked on her back for several minutes, smiling at the groans and moans Jerry made. "The same exercises that will firm up your stomach will strengthen these muscles back here."

Jerry did not respond but then again Carla hadn't expected her to. As Carla worked on her back, she was also working the hem of the t-shirt upward. It was even with the bottom of Jerry's ass cheeks, when Carla straightened up and quit rubbing her back.

With a sigh, Jerry pushed up and rolled her shoulders and upper body from side to side. "Oh yeah, that is so much better."

"It could be even better if I had some massage oil," Carla said off handedly as she backed up on the bed. 




Bare Back



Jerry slowly came up on her hands and knees. Carla grinned and licked her lips as she got her first look at Jerry's sweet pussy. Jerry twisted her back and then lowered her head back to the tops of her hands as she twisted some more.

Carla fought the urge to bury her face in the treat right in front of her. As Jerry moved, her ass cheeks opened and closed. The darker pink of her anus seemed to wink at Carla. She could also see the plump outer lips with their thin covering of red hair slid back and forth against each other. 

If she had had her strap-on on at that point, Carla wasn't sure if she could have controlled herself. It was hard enough to keep her hands in her lap and her face out of that area. Carla sighed as Jerry came up on her knees and moved over to lie down on the opposite side of the bed from where Carla had been sitting earlier.

I'll have some raunchy ass dreams tonight, Carla though as she moved up and lay down on her side of the bed. 

Jerry was lying on her stomach with her head on her arms. "Between the hot shower, the food, and that back rub, it's all I can do to stay awake."

Carla yawned and nodded. "Me to. Lets get under the covers and call it a day."

*****

Jerry woke up sometime in the middle of the night to find Carla's warm hard body snuggled up behind her spoon fashion. Carla's arm was around her chest with her hand on the shoulder Jerry was laying on. She sighed deeply and fell back asleep.

*****

The next time Jerry woke up, she was alone in bed and there was sunlight around the drapes on the window. The smell of coffee made her roll over on her back and stretch. The tight t-shirt had rode up during the night and was around her waist. The cool rough sheets felt sensuous on her bare hips, butt, and legs.

She had slept like a log and felt wonderful. It was one of those mornings when she would have normally masturbated in a slow lazy way until she came with a deep satisfying orgasm. She signed and sat up.

There was a noise at the end of the bed and then Carla's head and upper body came into view. She was naked and she had her arms crossed in front of her chest as she did her morning sit-ups. She smiled at Jerry and disappeared as she lay back down on the floor.

"Good morning," Jerry said and then asked, "Is that coffee I smell?"

Carla popped back up and nodded. "Yes it is but there's sit-up, push-ups, and leg lifts to do before you can have any," she said as she went back out of sight.

"Oh goody, I'll make us a cup a piece then while you finish up."

Carla was grinning as she reappeared. "Not just me dear but you too. So, get your cute little ass out of bed and down on the floor. I told you I'd show you how to firm up that tummy and now is as good a time as any."

Jerry groaned and flopped back on the bed. "I know a much better way to get my stomach muscles to tighten up," she whispered to herself.

From the floor, she heard Carla laugh. "That's sexercise, not exercise."

Jerry felt herself blush. "You weren't supposed to hear that."

Carla laughed again and sat up. "Come on, get down here and I'll show you the basics."

Jerry groaned and spent a moment pulling the t-shirt down before she got out of bed. She sat on the side of the bed and stretched again. She had several sore muscles that protested being stretched. "I'm to sore from yesterday." She protested.

"Then a little exercise will loosen you up and make it feel better."

Jerry groaned and stood up. "Do you torture all your employees?"

"Nope, just the ones that need it. Let's try sit-ups first. Those will help your back and work on the tummy. Come sit by me and hook your toes under the end of the bed."

Jerry made a moaning, groaning sound as she stood up and went to sit on the floor next to Carla. She hooked her toes and scooted forward until her knees were at about the same angle as the older woman.

"To start put your hands in your lap and follow me. I'll go slowly at first. Twenty-five is what you're shooting for," Carla said as she leaned back and lowered her upper body to the floor. 

With a groan at sore muscles protesting, Jerry followed her. As Jerry's shoulders touched the floor, Carla sat up. When Jerry rose up beside her, Carla counted, "One."

So went the next half a dozen. The next three were punctuated with grunts and groans from Jerry. The next two were slower and the one after that was a strain. 

"Come on, two more and then you can relax," Carla urged her on.

Jerry made two more and then lay on the floor breathing hard and groaning. "I'm not sure coffee is worth this."

"How about a flat tummy and a size smaller jeans?" Carla asked.

"Maybe." Jerry replied and did three more sit-ups. 

She paused on the floor and sighed. "Maybe not."

"Eighteen isn't a bad first try," Carla said with a wink as she whipped out ten quick ones and then scooted back from the bed. "I've done my pushups already so I'll give a demonstration of the hard way and then the easy. You can start with the easy."

Carla spun around and lay down on her stomach. Jerry watched in awe as Carla did a quick twenty pushups with just her toes and hands touching the carpet. Her body was perfectly straight from her heels to her neck. The way the muscles worked in her arms, shoulders, and upper back made Jerry's mouth hang open.

Lowering her knees to the carpet, Carla grinned and said, "Now for the girlie girl pushups." She did ten that way, her body perfectly straight and then she straightened up and sat back on her heels. She was not even breathing hard. "Your turn."

Jerry shook her head but turned and went down on her belly. She spread her hands about shoulder width and pushed up. 

Carla pushed down on her ass. "Keep you body straight."

Jerry did half a dozen pushups, very much aware of Carla's hand on her ass. The hand went away and Jerry did five more before her arms started to shake. 

"One more." Carla urged her. Jerry got most of that last one in. "Good try, we'll call it twelve for the extra effort."

"Rest and relax for a minute and then we'll do leg lifts."

Jerry lay flat on the floor and groaned softly. "I'm pathetic."

"It'll get easier and better in no time." Carla told her. "You're young and your body is strong. You just have to push it a little and it will shape and form like you want it."

"My shape has always been round," Jerry said and then giggled. 

"Yeah, a nice round ass and beautiful round boobs. They'll look even better with some curves in between."

Jerry looked at Carla thoughtfully for a moment, her eyes wandering over her muscular nude body. "You like my body don't you?" she asked in a soft whisper.

"What's not to like? You are beautiful and gorgeously built. You need a little sculpturing but I'd do you in a heartbeat if I got the chance." Carla confessed honestly.

"You find me sexually attractive?"

"Baby girl, you are any dykes wet dream." Carla replied with a laugh. "The peeks, flashes, and looks I've had of you keeps me wet as hell. Snuggling last night was heavenly. You're so cuddly and warm."

Jerry felt the heat of a blush rising up her neck to her face. "I had to ask, didn't I," she whispered with a crooked smile.

"Sooner later it would have come up, yes," Carla whispered back with a grin. "Curiosity is a woman's worst enemy and best friend."

"I understand that, I have a hundred questions at least."

"Then lets do our leg lifts and we can talk over coffee. The smell is driving me crazy," Carla said with a laugh.

"Mine or the coffee?" Jerry asked coyly.

Carla looked at the young woman beside her quickly and then grinned wolfishly. "Both." Then she licked her lips suggestively. "I'd love a sweet and creamy snack with my coffee."

Jerry blushed again deeper still as her thighs and abdomen tightened up to squeeze her sex sharply. She shivered as a vision of Carla's head between her thighs flashed before her eyes. Talk about a fantasy come true. Having her pussy ate was one of her biggest ones.

"That's another thing I've never had happen to me," Jerry whispered before she could stop herself.

"Be very careful what you wish for little one. Anyway, it's not nice to tease the lesbians before they've had their coffee. That is unless you have a box of chocolate."

Jerry looked at Carla sharply to make sure she was joking and when she saw a big smile, she giggled. "You wouldn't want me to tease you?" Jerry asked with an impish grin.

"Oh, I love to be teased by the right people, including you I think, but I won't be held responsible if they end up getting bit."

Jerry giggled again and looked down. "Show me this leg lifting exercise before I get myself in trouble."

Carla scooted back and lay down with her feet toward Jerry. Jerry's eyes ran up and down her body for a moment. Carla noted that they paused on her pussy, stomach, and breasts. Their conversation of a moment ago gave Carla hope that she would score by the time coffee was over.

"This is an eight count exercise. I'll do it an count it out." She said softly, her eyes on Jerry's face.

Carla raised her feet three inches off the floor. She paused and said, "One." She spread her feet about three feet wide, moving them in an arc at the same three-inch height.

Jerry's eyes darted from Carla's spread and obviously wet pussy to her tight even more defined six-pack belly. "Two."

She brought her feet together. "Three." She lifted them to about six inches and held them there. "Four."

Carla spread her legs as wide as the area allowed. Jerry's eyes were back on her sex and slightly wide. "Five"

Slowly, Carla closed her legs. "Six," she said as her ankles touched. She lowered her feet to three inches and held them there. "Seven." Her feet went to the floor and she said, "Eight."

"I need to do fifty but I'll go with twenty this morning since the coffee is calling." Carla started doing the leg lifts. Her eyes and mind were on Jerry and her reaction. When she licked her lips as Carla spread her legs wide, Carla almost groaned.

Wantonly displaying herself to Jerry made Carla even wetter than she had been. The thought of Jerry doing this exercise naked made it even worse. By the time she finished the twenty, she could feel her slippery juices between her tight ass cheeks.

She lay there and relaxed for a moment, letting her muscles cool down. "Relaxing for a moment after an exercise is good." She told Jerry.

"Dieing after this exercise is more like it in my case," Jerry whispered with a sarcastic smile.

"Just think about how much you can tease me if you do all twenty," Carla whispered back.

Jerry looked at Carla quickly and then down at the floor. "Are you going to look at my pussy?"

"Just like you looked at mine," Carla whispered and hoped she hadn't pushed to hard.

Jerry whimpered as a shiver ran up her body. "Was it my looking that was making you so wet?"

"Among other things." Carla confessed.

"Like what?"

"Like thoughts of you doing the exercise and you licking your lips when I had my legs spread wide. That almost made me groan aloud."

"But I… I… Uh…." Jerry fumbled for the words to say she hadn't meant to do that.

Carla grinned and sat up. "I know you didn't do it on purpose or anything. It was just wishful thinking on my part. Lesbians have fantasies also and sometimes you can't help who you have in the starring role, shall we say."

Jerry blushed but a smile played around the corner of her lips. That Carla found her sexy and material for fantasy, made her feel good. Thoughts of Carla making love to her, made her inner muscles clench up tight. She liked boys but they just ogled her tits and ignored the rest of her.

"Come on, your turn," Carla said breaking in on Jerry's thoughts.

Jerry started to lie back but paused and then rose up enough to whip the t-shirt off over her head. She was well aware of Carla's eyes on her body as she lay down and stretched her legs straight out. Her feet were less than a foot from Carla's knees.

"I'll count for you if you'd like," Carla whispered softly, her eyes on the tuft of red hair on Jerry's mound. Jerry nodded quickly. "Put your hands flat next to your hips.

Carla paused and took a deep breath. "One." 

Jerry raised her feet a few inches off the floor. Carla used a hand on Jerry's heels to raise them up an inch. 

"Two." Carla whispered and then moaned softly as Jerry slowly spread her legs wide. Jerry's plump outer lips were spread, the bright coral pink slit glistened. Her thin inner lips unfolded as she held her legs wide. Carla could barely contain herself as she whispered, "Three," and Jerry closed her legs.

"Four," Carla said and Jerry raised her feet three inches. 

Jerry could feel her stomach muscles tightening and straining as she waited for the next number. The first time she had spread her legs she had almost came as Carla moaned. Now she was on a hair trigger and more than a little scared.

"Five," Carla whispered.

Jerry spread her legs slowly. She could feel different muscles taking the strain. She could feel Carla's eyes and whimpered when Carla licked her lips. 

A little quicker than the rest of the numbers, Carla said, "Six."

Jerry slowly closed her legs. When her ankles touched Carla said, "Seven." Jerry held her feet slightly off the floor until Carla said, "Eight."

Jerry relaxed and was aware of three things. Her stomach felt tighter from just that one set. Her pussy was even wetter than before and Carla was breathing slightly harder than normal.

"Nineteen more to go," she whispered teasingly to Carla. 

Carla nodded and said, "One."

Jerry smiled as she lifted her feet and held them until Carla said, "Two." She slowly spread her legs and held them as wide as she could. Carla's eyes on her wet pussy made her whimper. 

Carla whispered, "Three," and Jerry closed her legs slowly, almost reluctantly.

On four, Jerry raised her feet three inches. On five, she spread her legs again. Carla licked her lips and Jerry felt her inner muscles clamp down again. That tongue and those smoldering eyes were driving her crazy. Six came to soon as far as Jerry was concerned.

When Carla said, "Seven." Jerry spread her legs again and held them wide. Carla grinned and looked into Jerry's eyes. "I told you to be careful how you tease the lesbian. You're fixing to get bit."

"So bite me," Jerry whispered softly. She could feel butterflies in her stomach and a trembling in her sex as she did.

Carla grinned and shook her head. "All you're trying to do is get out of doing your leg lifts."

Jerry grinned and slowly closed her legs. She lowered her feet a few inches and spread her legs again. Carla still grinned at her but she licked her lips with an exaggerated motion of her tongue. Jerry giggled, closed her legs, and dropped her feet to the floor.

"Doing double leg spreads, you'll only have to do about nine more," Carla said with a grin. Jerry laughed and lifted her feet. 

She only got in five more sets before Carla dove head first between her widely parted legs and attacked her pussy with broad strokes of her tongue. Jerry came with a gush, a few minutes later, as Carla wormed her long hot tongue inside her sopping wet pussy.

Carla used every trick in her book and brought Jerry to three more mind burning orgasms before she let her go. She crawled up and cuddled up behind Jerry, holding her tight. She sighed contently. 

Jerry snuggled her warm soft ass back against Carla's hips and sighed contentedly also. She had never came so hard or for so long and never so quickly, so many times. She was completely amazed at what had just happened.

*****

Jerry and Carla got back to the office a little before noon. They had made a stop at the ranch to check on the mares from the night before. Both horses were doing fine. Jerry felt a little awkward riding with Carla at first but that did not last long. 

Carla seemed no different from the day before so it must be all in her head Jerry finally decided. Nothing was said of the sex until they got almost back. They had talked about everything under the sun but that. Jerry still wore Carla's t-shirt and a pair of her boxer shorts.

As they turned onto the road to the office, Carla smiled at Jerry and said, "You can wear those clothes home or we can wash yours at my place."

Jerry had grinned and whispered, "I we wash them at your place will I be naked until they dry?"

Carla laughed and nodded. "If you want. I might just show you some more exercises to pass the time."

"I like the sexercises better," Jerry said softly.

"So do I," Carla replied with a grin. "So do I."

After a moment, Carla said, "I don't normally attack my help, I hope you understand."

Jerry gave her a confused look and then giggled. "Attacked? Who was attacked? That was incentive for doing my exercise, wasn't it."

Carla laughed and nodded. "That's a good way of looking at it."

"It was very good incentive," Jerry whispered. "I wouldn't mind some more from time to time."

"Work hard, do a good job, and you can have all the incentive you can handle," Carla replied with a big wink and an even bigger grin.

*****

Maggie pulled up to Carl's house about the time Jerry and Carla arrived at Carla's office. Jenny sat in the car nervously as her mom went to see if Carl was home. She got even more nervous when he opened the door and greeted Maggie. He kept glancing toward the car as they talked.

As they walked down the steps, Maggie waved at her to get out of the car. Where Maggie wore Levis, cowboy boots, and a western shirt, Jenny wore her knee high riding boots, tight white riding pants, and a silk shirt. The looked alike but were completely different. 

Carl smiled at Jenny and hugged her. "I'm glad that you finally talked your mom into coming out to try an English saddle."

"It was more the other way around," Jenny said looking at her mom.

Maggie grinned and winked at her daughter. Looking at Carl, she dropped her bombshell. "I want to try one of the special saddles I've heard so much about."

Carl did a double take and then looked at Jenny hard. 

"I didn't say a word," Jenny whispered.

"Another satisfied customer of yours told me about them. Mary Long. Do you remember her and her daughters?"

"Oh yes, I know Mary and her family very well. Mary likes to ride my saddles in parades."

At the mention of riding a special saddle in a public parade, Jenny took a hissing breath and let it out slowly as her sex tightened up and her thighs squeezed together.

Carl noted Jenny's reaction and grinned. "I think your daughter would like to do the same."

"Yes she would as a matter of fact," Maggie said looking at Jenny. "Can I see one of your saddles?" She asked Carl.

"Sure." Carl replied as he led them around back. "I made a modification to the one Jenny has been riding. It'll let her sit up straight but still get the maximum pleasure."

Jenny whimpered softly but did not realize it until her mom looked at her and grinned. "His saddles are addictive," she whispered to her mom.

"We'll see." Her mom replied.

At the tack room, Carl showed the women the modified saddle as he explained. "Most women like their clits rubbed and they are low enough to rub on the smooth leather of the saddle. Jenny on the other hand has a clit which is positioned high and she likes it pounded or slapped."

Jenny blushed beet red under the eyes of her mom as Carl talked. When he finished speaking, Maggie said, "I like mine rubbed but mine is high like hers. What have you got for that?"

Carl went toward the back of the tack room and returned with another saddle. It had the dildo ring in the middle but a rounded V shaped piece was in front of it. "This should do the trick," Carl said with a grin as he placed the saddle on a saddle rack.




Bare Back



"Sit on it and see how it feels. It might not be high enough or the angle might be wrong but that's easy to fix."

Margie straddled the saddle and sat down. The V shaped piece pressed firmly on the front of her jeans as she slid forward and got comfortable. She rocked a little and then lifted her feet to the short stirrups. 

Carl quickly adjusted the stirrups until her legs were at the right angle. The V piece pressed on Maggie's clit harder. She made a soft whimpering moaning sound as she rocked from side to side. 

A moment later she whispered, "I think that will do nicely with or without a dildo."

"You'll have to try it with first. That is so you can make a more informed decision."

Maggie laughed as she got off the saddle. "You just want to see me ride it naked."

"And the problem with that is?" Carl asked with a big grin.

"None that I can think of." Maggie replied. Then she whispered something in Carl's ear.

He looked at Maggie a second and then nodded. "I think I have just the thing. Why don't you wait over by the hay stacks while I fix things up for you." He paused and looked at Jenny. "Are you riding also? The new saddle is ready and there's no reason not to try it out."

Jenny had watched her mom as she tried out the saddle Carl had offered and then she had been running her hand over the changes he had made on hers. "I guess it wouldn't hurt to see if it made me sit up straighter."

"Why don't you saddle up your horse and get ready, while I finish your mom's saddle and make the final addition she wants," Carl said as he picked up the saddle for Maggie.

*****

Maggie stood in the center of the barn naked except for her boots and hat. Her daughter led a horse out of a stall. Jenny only wore her knee high shiny black boots. Maggie smiled at her and then grinned as she saw the red dildo swaying on the horse's saddle.

Jenny led the horse over to a hay bale and stepped up on it. From the height of the bale, she lifted her foot and placed it in the stirrup. She stepped up and found her other stirrup. She held the reins in one hand as she used the other to position the dildo.

Rocking her hips and flexing her legs, Jenny slowly settled down to sit in the saddle. She had made a soft whimpering sound the whole time. Now she sat in the saddle with her back straight, her head up, and her chest out. Her eyes were closed as she wiggled slightly to get positioned on the saddle.

Carl came out of another stall and almost stumbled at the sight of Jenny on her horse and Maggie standing there naked next to it. God, what a beautiful pair they made. He noticed Jenny's posture and grinned. The ramped pad made her sit up and that was perfect.

"How does it feel just sitting?" He asked Jenny as he led hr mom's horse over next to the bale of hay Jenny had mounted from.

"I don't have to lean to get my clit in contact with the saddle," she replied as she opened her eyes for the first time since mounting. The horse made a nervous step forward and then to the side. Jenny whimpered and then groaned softly. 

Carl chuckled and nodded. "I think that's going to work great."

Jenny's eyes opened again and she glanced at the saddle her mom was going to ride. Her eyes got wide and her mouth opened slightly. The gray dildo on the saddle was short but thick at the base. What shocked Jenny was the second prong that came off the first. It went toward the back of the saddle and then turned straight up. 

Maggie saw the look on her daughter's face. "If I'm going to ride naked on a dildo, then I'm going to have the dildo I prefer. Anyway I move is going to be a thrill on this getup."

"No shit!" Jenny whispered as a shiver ran up and down her back. "I wonder if he has another one of those."

Carl and Maggie both laughed and the Carl said, "No, but I'll be sure and order another one."

"Please do," Jenny whispered. She gave a little shake and a soft groan as her horse moved around again.

"One of my older more experienced riders order this particular dildo for her saddle. I ordered a spare just in case I needed it." 

"I'm glad you did," Maggie said as she stepped up in the stirrup of her saddle. She swung her leg up and over the horse's back. Carl hoped the cameras got all of that. It would be a set of pictures, he'd want to study in detail.

Carl had already put a good coating of a good lube on the dildo and it's prong. He always lubed things up. It made mounting a whole lot easier. He watched closely as he held the bridle on Maggie's horse. 

The short fat dildo spread Maggie's lower lips easily and then slowly disappeared. The only pause was when Maggie used her hand to line up the prong in the back. As she settled in her saddle, Maggie made a soft groan of pleasure to be so filled up.  

A moment later, she shifted her hips to get comfortable. Her clit rubbed back and forth over the rounded V. There was a sharp catch in her breathing. "Oh God, this is going to blow my mind," she whispered as she kicked the horse gently with her heels.

As the horse started to walk toward the barn door and the arena, Maggie moaned loudly and sat up straighter. Even at a slow walk, the V rubbed her clit, as the big dildo seemed to move from side to side inside her. The prong was what straightened her up. It alone was mind blowing as it moved. 

Maggie was breathing hard by the time the horse cleared the barn doors and stepped out into the sunlit arena. The prong in her ass had not been a good idea. When she moved back slightly to let her clit get away from the V, the prong went deeper and moved more in her ass. 

The way the English saddle stirrups held her feet and legs up higher put all her weight on the saddle and the dildos. They felt to high and Carl stopped her horse and led it to the middle of the arena. He adjusted the stirrups to the horse's width on both sides.

Maggie caught her breath as he did and looked around for Jenny. Jenny was riding around the arena at a trot fast enough to make Maggie groan. The thought of what the dildo in her pussy and the V on her clit would feel like at the gate made her shiver.

Jenny rode with wild abandon, her back perfectly straight, and her shoulders thrown back. The raised pad spanked her clit perfectly. In fact, if she leaned forward or back it did not feel nearly as good. 

The big red dildo was now rubbing and moving in such a way that she would literally gasp from time to time as it massaged her g-spot. She had already had three small orgasms and now a big one was building as she noticed her mom watching her ride.

Carl finished and slapped Maggie's horse lightly on the ass. It took off at a fast walk. Maggie gave a yell and rocked back in her saddle to get away from the rounded V. That jammed the prong deeper into her ass. She rocked forward quickly and the V rolled her clit back and forth firmly. 

It was back and forth for nearly a lap around the arena before Maggie kicked the horse with her heels and brought him up to a trot. The gate was smoother and more rolling. After another lap, Maggie found a motion of her lower body that gave her the best of both worlds. Just the right rubbing of her clit and movement in her ass and pussy, it felt heavenly.

Carl grinned as he sat on the top rail of the arena fence and watched the two women ride. Jenny would make a deep moaning groan of a sound ever few laps and Maggie rode with a big grin on her face. Ever so often, Maggie would give a little shake as her stomach muscles pulled her upper body forward but her hips kept a steady rhythm.

To him, it looked like he had two very satisfied customers for his saddles. The film of a mother and daughter riding to orgasm together would sell like hotcakes overseas. The money would be great but he wondered what kind of tip he would get once they got enough and returned to the barn.

*****

Jenny was the first one to melt in her saddle. Carl hurried out to stop the horse. Even walking back into the barn made Jenny whimper and moan. Her body was twitching and jerking as he got her down off the horse and laid out on a stack of hay bales. Her breathing was harsh and ragged.

Carl grinned as he took a long lick along the inside of her slick wet thigh. Jenny slammed her knees together and said, "No, please no." in a raspy hoarse voice.

Damn, that must have been one hell of an improvement he had made in her saddle. She was completely out of it and to sensitive and sated to do anything else.

Maggie rode into the barn about then and stopped the horse next to the hay bales. Her legs trembled as she dismounted and would have fell if Carl hadn't grabbed her. He helped her to sit and then to lie down. She sighed deeply as she did. 

Carl grinned at her wide splayed legs, her sopping wet pussy red and swollen from the dildo. Her anus had the same wet swollen look. Her clit was completely exposed, the hood drawn fully back. Talk about your well and truly fucked looks. Both women looked well used.

Jenny groaned softly and rolled over on her side facing her mom. Maggie looked her way and grinned. Jenny grinned back. 

"So what do you think of my improved English saddles?" Carl asked with a big grin.

"It sure helped Jenny's posture, that's for sure," Maggie said with a chuckle.

Jenny tried to laugh but it came out as a croaking groan.

"I think it even helped my posture but moreover, it help me get into the same rhythm as the horse." Maggie said as she closed her legs and slowly sat up. "I've had some dandy orgasms in my life but that was by far the longest and most continuous one ever. It built and built and then slammed me but then it slowly dropped and started to build again."

"Mine are like little machine gun orgasms, one on the top of the other as they build in strength and length," Jenny whispered. "Then a big one hits and it all starts over."

Looking at Carl, Maggie said, "I'll take both of them if you can clean and wrap them for me."

"I… uh…. I usual don't sell my saddles. I… uh… rent them out, you might say. Ladies ride them and I get compensated, if you understand me."

"I understand and I hope you understand that I'm a married lady. I might mess with dildos and an occasional tongue or two but anything else is out of the question. My husband might be old and beyond his prime but he still holds the papers on my pussy."

"There are other ways," Carl said and winked at Maggie.

Maggie laughed and shook her head. "I've heard about that beer can dick of yours. I doubt if it would fit in my mouth much and it sure wouldn't fit in my ass, even after its been loosened up by that prong."

Carl frowned and glanced at Jenny. Jenny shook her head. "Don't look at me, I'm completely worn out."

With a sigh, Carl shook his head. "I'm afraid I can't sell my saddles."

"Oh I think you can," Maggie said with a hard look on her face. "I wonder what the stable would think about your little side business of sex for riding lessons with the young ladies from there?"

Carl's face lost its color. "You wouldn't dare. You have no proof."

"Between Mary and I, I think we could probably round up a dozen or more girls and women that would back me up. We don't have to do it that way, of course. Just sell the saddles. All those same women would love you if they could buy your saddles and have a private place to use them."

"I don't have that kind of room around here."

"I do. My husband owns a good chunk of land farther down the river. I could make you a good deal on a lease to start a Riding Academy. A real one up front, but you could also still have your private one on the side."

Carl looked thoughtful. No more screwed up stable hands, no more asshole bosses, and no more half assed pay. He asked Maggie, "And what do you get?"

"The income off the land lease for one thing. A private place for me, my daughters, and our friends to ride, for another. Maybe a percentage off the saddle sales if the business gets big enough."

Carl thought about it a little longer and then nodded. "You just made yourself a deal. I'll clean and wrap the saddles while you two get a hot shower. Jenny knows where."

Maggie looked at Jenny and smiled. Looking back at Carl, she said, "Maybe you would join us in the shower as a show of goodwill. You can hold the saddles until we get the other place fixed up to ride. Anyway, we'll need a place to ride until then and a place to sell the saddles."

"Don't forget fitting and testing the saddles," Carl said with a big grin. 

"You are greedy, aren't you," Maggie said with a grin.

"Oh no, I'm not greedy, I just have a big appetite."

"A long tongue also," Jenny, whispered softly.

Maggie laughed as she stood up. "I might have to test that out. Now, where is that shower? I have a pretty good appetite myself."

*****

Six months later, Jerry was doing sit-ups on and inclined board. She paused about half way up and held it when Carla stepped forward over her and spread her legs wide. Jerry greedily licked at Carla's clit and sucked on the thin inner lips below it. 

Carla's hips flexed for a count of ten and then she stepped back. Jerry came all the way up and then slowly lay back down. The six-pack on Jerry's belly wasn't nearly as defined as Carla's but it was excellent compared to most people.

Jerry had lost two jean sizes, a bra size, a cup size, and three blouse sizes but had gained almost twenty pounds. Her breasts were firmer but did not look smaller because of her waist trimming down. Her hips were narrower looking and her ass was firm as hell. Her legs even looked longer. 

Carla stepped forward and spread her legs again to make Jerry hold it. She got her pussy licked deliciously and expertly for her trouble. Of course, Jerry made the same sacrifice when Carla did her sit-ups. Carla made a soft whimpering sound as her toes curled into the carpet.

Jerry was getting very good at getting her off before she finished her sit-ups. Her tongue might be short but it was wide, flexible, and oh so nimble. It could flutter over Carla's clit with amazing speed and accuracy, as it was doing now. Carla lost track of her count but stepped back anyway.

Jerry grinned at her as she sat on up and slowly lowered her upper body back to the incline. "You're almost there, aren't you?" She asked Carla. She was hardly winded by fifty sit-ups now.

Carla made a growling noise at her and Jerry laughed. "Whose your Mama?" Jerry asked as she rose up again.

Carla stepped forward and squatted slightly, her legs spread wide and the opening to her pussy right on Jerry's mouth. "Not yet bitch," Carla whispered as she ground her sex on Jerry's face. Jerry just laughed and licked Carla fast and furiously.

That short fat little tongue fluttered like a butterfly at her opening and just inside. Carla groaned and then moaned softly as her hips jerked. Her orgasm was sharp and hard, making her rock and whimper. By a force of will she stepped back whispering, "Bitch!" as she did.

Jerry grinned at her and then blew her a kiss before sitting up. She paused and twisted around. Looking at Carla she asked, "Are you ok, I have ten more to go."

Carla nodded and smiled broadly. "You love topping from the bottom, don't you?"

"Yes, Mistress," Jerry replied as she lay back slowly. She made eye contact with the older woman as she descended back to the incline. She hoped Carla would grind her pussy on her face or better yet, roll her off the incline and fuck her hard and fast with her biggest strap-on.

Carla gave her a stern look and said gruffly, "You're such a little slut. You're not getting out of your exercises that easily. I can read you like a book."

Jerry giggled and sat part way up. "You wrote me on every page of it. Or is that rode me?" She giggled again, stuck out her tongue, and wiggled it.

Carla laughed and bent to kiss her young lover. She could taste her own pussy on Jerry's lips and tongue. Straightening up she whispered, "Hurry up and finish your sit-ups. I want to scrub your back in a hot shower, you dirty sweaty little piggy."

Jerry rose up all the way and whispered, "Look what kettle is calling the pot black."

Carla's hand left a print on the left cheek of Jerry's ass when she was fully bent forward. The spank sounded like a gunshot when Carla's hand connected with Jerry's solid ass. Jerry didn't even flinch. She just pressed her upper body forward more, exposing more of her ass on the plank.

Carla shook her hand. "Damn, your ass is even getting muscular. I liked it better soft and comfy."

Jerry stuck out her lip in a pout and looked around at Carla. "I'm gong to go eat a whole cream pie just for that comment. No more exercise either."

Carla laughed at the pout and then shook her head. "Have I got a deal for you, young lady. I just happen to have this very creamy pie, which I can feed you, and feed you, and feed you. As for the exercise, we don't do exercise, it's sexercise."

Jerry giggled and started back in on her sit-ups. "That sure sounds like a plan to me but do you think you could round up a big old sausage to stuff me with later. My tummy ain't the only thing hungry."

"Greedy bitch," Carla whispered as she sudden stepped forward so that Jerry's face ran right into her pussy. She closed her thighs trapping the younger woman. "I'll suffocate your greedy ass." 

Jerry tried to giggle and lick at the same time. A few seconds later, Carla released her head and stepped back. "I think I've created a monster." Carla whispered as she squeezed her thighs together and swiveled her hips. "And a damned dangerous one at that."

Jerry continued her sit-up and at the top, whispered, "But you love me anyway."

"Yes I do." Carla replied with a smile. She had said those words a thousand times but now she really meant it.

*****

Jenny pulled up to the gate of the new Riding Academy. She entered a number on the keypad and the gate swung open. She drove her new car along the wide curving driveway and stopped at a second gate. This one was on a turnout off the main road. 

More numbers to enter and then she was cruising down a second road. A half-mile farther and she pulled into a parking area with a dozen cars in it. There were two barns and two arenas, plus a small building that held showers, dressing rooms, and a small salad and juice bar.

Jenny grinned as she got out of the car. Three women were riding nude in one arena and two in the other. Another three were sitting on the covered deck sipping juice and or coffee. It was a nice crowd for a Monday morning. Her mom's car was over by the office entrance so she headed that way.

Carl waved at her from over by the barn as she crossed the parking lot. He was naked as always and sported a nice hard-on, this early in the day. Jenny smiled as she remembered the opening of this private club section of the Riding Academy. Carl was the only man in attendance and had nearly broken his neck looking at all the naked women. 

By the end of the day, he was totally worn out and literally had to be helped into his car. One of the rules was no clothing allowed anywhere but the office, the parking lot, and to and from the dressing rooms.

That first day, only a few women had special saddles. The rest were there by personal invitation to check the place and the saddles out. It wasn't long before Carl had more orders for saddles and more horny women than he could handle.

Now, there were thirty-five women on the books as members and Carl took care of all their horses, special saddles, and any other specialized needs they might have. He was one happy camper. He had hired a riding instructor and a stable manager for the main part of the Academy so he could spend more time over here.

Entering the office, Jenny stopped and grinned at her mom. Maggie was naked except for her cowboy boots and old felt hat. She sat in her chair with her feet propped up, a phone cradled between her ear and shoulder as she put sugar in her coffee.




Bare Back Riding



I turned south at Amarillo and rode the highway at 75 mph plus. It had been a long hot trip but I had enjoyed every minute of it—especially the anticipation of what awaited me at the end of the road. 240 miles to go. She was waiting for me at the end of this last stretch. She had never met me, but we'd swapped pictures of the inter-net a couple times. She was hot beyond my wildest dreams... slim, blonde, with an ass that men would fight for. And that long silky blonde hair made me wonder what colors I would find with my tongue in other places. Swirling, soft, wanna-wrap-yourself-up-in strands of satin that can drive a man crazy... or even worse... make a man ride a motorcycle across 1800 miles of summer desert to see it in the flesh. I was driven. I had to meet this woman. Long, slim, wrap-around-you-twice kind of legs with an open invitation at their conjunction. A conjunction that I'd seen in pictures only... pictures of dildos and vibrators disappearing inside and I had stroked myself looking at them. I'd even organized them and put them in a PowerPoint presentation so I wouldn't have to use one hand on the mouse to switch from picture to picture.

And finally, I was getting close. The hot sultry wind of west Texas rippled through my moustache as I thought of other delights soon to embrace that same moustache. I had a plan that I wanted to act out with her, but it was wild and crazy, and might even get me injured. Not by her husband though, he wanted me to come down for a visit so he could watch his wife getting it thoroughly from another man... a larger man... a favor I hoped to return someday, but by the horses. I love horses. I don't know much about them, having only been riding a few times, but I loved the experience of it... the throbbing of the muscles of a strong and hearty creature between my thighs, taking me off the beaten path. But the strength of the horses... they are so powerful... capable of sending you streaking down the trail at speeds higher than almost any other kind of conveyance, but also with the strength and unpredictability that can sending you sailing over their heads to land in a heap against a tree trunk with a broken neck. You have to respect that strength.

I stopped in town, Big Spring, and called for directions to get to their place. A sweaty, sultry voice answered in a twang. Moments later I was back on board my chrome and steel steed cruising those last few miles... a mere few minutes. As I putted up the driveway, a slender figure in short, short cutoffs and a halter top ran out to meet me. She looked even better than in the pictures, and the fact that she was wearing a grin bigger than the state of Texas--a grin just for me—made it all worth the grueling days of riding in the heat. I parked the bike and stepped off, immediately ripping off the sweaty helmet and goggles and open my arms wide. She stepped inside them, ignoring my stink, or perhaps enjoying it, and wrapped her arms around me.

"Where's your husband?" I asked, engulfing her in my arms, having expected him to meet me also.

"He's still at work," she replied with a seductive smile.

"Where are your horses?" I asked.

"I'll show you... why?"

"Let's take a ride. That's all I've looked forward to the last couple of days on the road."

She looked disappointed.

"The horses are all you've looked forward to?"

"Yes, but, I think you'll understand soon enough."

She led me to the stable and saddled up a black and white mare for herself, and pointed to two other mares.

"Which one would you like to ride?" she asked, pointing toward two other mares.

"This one," I replied, pointing to the black and white. We don't need two horses."

A seductive smile flashed across her face for a minute, but then disappeared just as quickly, and I know it faded because she was not sure what I had in mind, ut she lead the mare out of the stable and bridled her. I slipped my left foot into the stirrup and mounted the mare then reached down to her extending my hand. She took my hand and started to mount up behind me, but I stoped her in mid mount and shook my head. 

"Face me--in front." Her eyes displayed an expression of intrigue, wondering what I was up to, and she complied, straddling my hips facing me. I give the mare a gentle kick of the heels to start her walking and we set off down the trail.

I stared into her face... her silken hair, big, bold eyes, full lips, and lovely shape. As we gently loped forward, her hips bounced on my groin with every clop of the mares hooves. She was starting to suspect what I was after. I took her small face in my two hands and kissed her deeply, probingly, searchingly, and thrust my tongue in time with the rhythm of the ride. She responded by melting into my mouth, matching the mare's rhythm. I think she then fully realized which mare this stallion wanted to ride.

I kicked a bit more into the mare's sides and she perked up the pace, accentuating the bouncing of her mistresses' inner spaces on my thighs, and our kiss deepened—became feverish, intense. I hoped the horse knew the way, because I was no longer watching where we were going, but was mesmerized by the pounding of the hooves, matched only by the throbbing in my groin. I looked down, between kisses, at the soft downy thighs presented just at the outskirts of those short cut-offs and began to go a little crazy. I took her arms from around my neck and raised them over her head. She was an experienced rider, and had no qualms about riding with no hands. I hooked my thumbs under her halter top and raised it over her head. Her succulent breasts bounced in time with the hoofbeats, and I leaned over to take one ripe, pert, pink nipple between my lips and sucked gently. It got so hard, so fast that I knew that she'd never done this kind of thing before, and that it must be tremendously exciting to her having an almost total stranger suck her nipples while she was riding backwards down a dirt trail, bouncing up and down on his crotch.

My mouth returned to hers and drank in her lips, as she bit and sucked on mine. I entwined my hands in her flowing hair. Reaching down, she took my belt buckle in one hand and popped it open. Then she slowly drew down the zipper of my jeans. I was so hard and sensitized that I could feel each tiny prong pop open. Then she reached into my briefs and took out my hard appreciation of her. She stroked it, lightly and languidly, and the feeling of the sweating, jolting mare beneath us amplified the pleasure.

Placing my hands beneath her arm pits, I lifted her up and she knew what I wanted. She slid the Daisy Duke cut-offs down each leg and off, tossing them playfully over my shoulder to land crumpled alongside the path. I stared at her mound... shaved clean, and I could see glistening droplets of her innermost musk adorning her lips. I wanted to taste them, but I knew that would be far too dangerous aboard a trotting mare.

Placing a hand behind each of her lovely, svelte cheeks, I raised her into position above my rock-hard head, which sparkled brightly in the sun with a drop of pre-come, and lowered her swollen lips onto it. A jolt in the road slammed her down onto me and a soft cry escaped her lips.

I am so hard it almost hurts, and I sunk into her to the hilt. Eight and a half inches buried deeply with one jolt of the mare's hooves, and I felt totally engulfed in the sun, the sweat, the motion, and her. I could smell the musky smell of the mare rising up to my nostrils, but it was mixed with the muskiness of this wonderfully wild and wet woman, who was impaled on my cock, bouncing with each step of the horse. Her breasts pressed against me and my cock reached up inside her, feeling the wetness, the softness, the hotness, and she started to bounce up and down on it in double time to the rhythm of the hooves.

Both my arms wrapped around her, held her close, and pressed her down as I felt the motion of the trot, and kicked a bit harder into the sides of the black and white. This woman was getting wetter and more slippery by the moment, and I reached down to massage her clit as we bounced and fucked down the road.

"My neighbors," she groans, between sobs of breath, "They'll see us."

"Fuck 'em" I replied, with a strong upward stab.

"Oh God, yes, fuck 'em," she replied and bounced harder up and down on my shaft.

The mare increased her speed with another gentle prod of my boot heel, and the bouncing increased proportionately. The mesquites flashed by in my peripheral vision, becoming blurred with the speed and the passion. There was no longer any need for the two of use to move... the mare was doing it all for us now. And this wonderful woman was getting so wet that we were sliding almost without friction, almost as though there was an invisible fluid lining between us, and I glanced down to see a puddle forming just above my cock, making my reddish pubic patch shimmer in the sun, and it's all from her moaning excretions. I couldn't take much more. Her moans and sobs were harmonizing with every thump of the mare's hooves. I gripped her even more tightly to me and ground my crotch harder against her. I could tell she was starting to come, as her sobs became somewhat uncontrolled and her wetness began to literally drip out over my upper thighs. I kicked again and the mare began to gallop. We were dodging along a narrow trail, narrowly missing low hanging boughs and getting completely out of control.

My cocks stiffened and throbbed with an oncoming orgasm as I felt her inner muscles tighten, and I knew she was ready to come like she'd never come before. I relished the thought that I'd been able to give her an experience she'd never had before... fucking on a galloping mare... and she began to buck wildly, uncontrollably, up and down on my glistening shaft. I could feel my come pulsing at the gate, wanting to rise up and into her, accepting no other alternative, and it's wonderful knowing that that was exactly what she wanted and needed. My cock throbbed again and started to spurt, and she cried out in ecstasy, her own orgasm taking over her completely. Her thighs suddenly clamped around me with the force of a vice, but I not only didn't mind, I loved it—welcomed it. I drowned myself in it, and with a cry, I spurted stream after stream of hot white come into her wetness as spasms shook her body head to toe.

We begin to relax and I reined in the mare to slow along with our receding lust. I kissed her intensely and continued reining in as both we and the mare began to enjoy the reduced pace. We headed back to her place, still enjoined for a time. Just at the last curve in the trail before her house, we halted, she regrouped her halter-top, and we stopped to pick up her cutoffs alongside the path. She swung back up behind me and was readjusting and zipping them up as we rounded the last corner back into her driveway. Her husband was standing expectantly in the driveway, having seen the bright red motorcycle parked there. He waved in greeting and as we rode up, said,

"I see McTeach finally made it,.. hope I didn't miss anything."



Bare-Back Riding



Moments after ringing the bell of an ordinary looking house in the suburbs, a well built man opened the door into another world. He stood 6" taller than my 6' & was finely muscled, with dark brown eyes that looked kindly at me while we made our introductions. The grip of his hand sent a thrill of anticipation coursing through my slim body as I thought of the massage to come. 

He showed me to an adjoining room which was softly lit with low music filling the incense-laden air & a towel covered table in the centre. Erotic prints were tastefully placed on the plain walls & made my cock throb at scenes of obscenely huge erections being pumped, sucked or fucked in a variety of positions. He bade me undress while remaining clothed in a short robe of blue silk as he prepared the oils, working deftly as I placed everything on a chair in the corner. My cock stirred as I got a close look at the print there, which showed a large, dripping cock being sucked avidly by a wet mouth & as I turned round, I found him gazing appreciatively at the firm cheeks of my ass. We smiled into each other's eyes & I willingly lay face down on the table as he spoke in gentle tones of how he loved to give such erotic treatment to men.

The combination of his mellifluous voice with the sultry aroma of musky-sweet oils made my head spin & I felt the blood surging through me as his strong hands wove a pattern of arousal over my burning flesh. Standing by my side he caressed the oils into my skin, sliding smoothly, stroking softly over my back & shoulders, down my spine & over my ass then along one leg until he slipped deftly back, brushing my swelling balls as his fingers massaged the soft, hairy cleft of my ass making me moan appreciatively in the back of my throat. He moved past my head to do the other side & I gasped as his cock swayed enormously in front of my eyes on the way, then groaned as he continued to massage my body with increasing vigour until I was tingling from head to toe. 

He paused to take a deep breath & inhaled for a long time, then knelt before me with an open bottle, offering a hit of 'poppers'. I grinned & breathed deeply to send my head spinning away into lust for his cock which throbbed out of his short robe. He moved closer until the swollen head parted my lips & his hands slid down my spine to part the cheeks of my ass until he leant to run his tongue in a sinuous trail to my puckered asshole while I licked over his hot meat. It was thick & at least 8" long with a rugged shaft that pulsed with lust on the tip of my tongue while I sucked him passionately as the buzz lasted. His lithe tongue lewdly swiped along my ass & lapped onto the tight, rosy ring before curling into that tight hole. I moaned around a mouthful of his hard meat when his tongue fucked my asshole deeply until he was French kissing my ring lovingly as we feasted on each other's flesh avidly. Wet sucking sounds mingled with our moans of pleasure until the rush ebbed & we parted with a smacking of wet lips. 

He bade me roll over & my steel-hard shaft sprang erect as I lay on my back, while he poured warm oil in waves over me. I murmured assent as he asked that I move my head over the end of the table & opened my mouth to suck on his hairy balls, which were tightly clasped in a cock ring while he caressed my chest, slathering the sacs with my wet tongue & flicking over his asshole while he rubbed down my stomach. I clasped my cock, but he gently moved my hands back along my sides as his heavy balls swelled in my mouth which I sucked more avidly as he lightly ran his fingertips over my shaft in delicate tremors that coaxed a pearl of pre-cum onto my knob. 

I groaned as he moved back a little then sighed as his cock slid into my mouth, going deep as he leaned in to slurp the drop off me, then deeper still as he fucked my mouth in steady strokes that had me gasping for air as he pumped gently back & forth, squeezing my balls while he licked along my meat. The heady aroma of his musky cock, oils & sweat filled my senses to bursting until I felt dizzy with desire for this bear of a man to fill my mouth with hot spunk while his lips coaxed more pre-cum until I was ready to burst, which he judged to the second by pulling back & moving to my feet. I lay with my head back breathing hard, yet completely relaxed as he continued to stroke my feet, then up my legs as the heat subsided slightly. I could taste his salty essence in the back of my throat as his hands stroked firmly over & over until he had moved back to my head to tenderly stroke my face. We shared a moment of complete trust in each other's eyes as he finished the massage & he leant down to kiss my lips. Our tongues writhing in a sensual rhythm as he raised me back up to lie on the table gasping at the exquisite sensations flooding through me.

He went to a small table by a well cushioned couch at the wall opposite me as I sat up & he came back to wrap a length of leather under my balls, then tie it tight enough to make my engorged cock swell even more as the pressure under my balls prolonged my pleasure. He gave me another deep hit of 'poppers', then sat on the edge of the couch to do likewise before amazing me by leaning down to lick the head of his meaty cock! My head spun as I sat on the table in a yoga lotus & stroked my cock at the incredible show he gave as he sucked his cockhead, lapping & licking it in relish as his pre-cum seeped onto his tongue before he straightened & beckoned me towards him.

I knelt to kiss his cumm-slick lips & moaned as some slid onto my tongue while we kissed deeply, drinking in each other's lust as the buzz swept us along. Our world consumed in the sensuous aroma of spunk-sweat-oil as we kissed more passionately. Hands stroking, tongues dancing while our eyes held each other as intimately as our arms tightly bound each other together until we fell back onto the cushions. My slick skin rubbed into his body making us slide perfectly together as our gasps & moans told all we needed to know about what the other needed. His cock slipped along my shaft & mine slid over his while he held us together in a breathtaking kiss; I felt his nipples hard on my chest as his cock slithered between my ass & I dragged my nails along his spine down to pull him closer to me while our kiss deepened.

Breathing harder, I slid a slick finger into his asshole making him groan deep in his chest as his leg folded over my hip to allow my finger unhindered access as he fucked the crack of my ass with his throbbing cock. Pumping a little faster as our mouths opened to succumb together to the lust that flowed unfettered by conventions while we abandoned ourselves to a deeper power that demanded satisfaction. Moaning, sighing, urging each other on with the wordless demands of sexual desire, we worked each other up to a frenzy until we broke apart our kiss & I bowed down to trap his nipple between my teeth. He arched his back to push it into my mouth & cried out as I bit down, his cockhead throbbing hotly against my asshole as I thrust another finger into his tight hole. Nibbling around his sensitive flesh, I bit & bathed his nipple in my wet, warm mouth. Moaning as I felt the head of his shaft open my tight asshole as his hips rocked into mine while my fingers wriggled deeper into him.

He held his breath for a heartbeat as my asshole gripped his knob, then sighed languorously while he pushed it up into me with a smooth thrust, his thick shaft pulsing as he held the head of his cock there & I groaned longingly to feel it go deeper as I bit hard on his nipple, taking my fingers from his ass to pinch the other nipple out. Teasing it between my slick fingers, then moving to suck it lovingly, moaning at the earthy taste of his ass while he held that thick prick rock steady inside me. Gripping my thigh, he lifted my leg to smooth his passage into my moist asshole as I shifted slightly to kiss over his chest then up to his parted lips. Breathing harder against each other, my tongue fucked his mouth as his cock fucked my ass in an erotic rhythm which made us gasp harder at the erotic tension building up, I teased his nipples & sucked his tongue while he pushed harder, pumping deeper as his hands gripped my ass to pull me hard as his cock slid further until he rolled me onto my back.

Pulling back to rest with the throbbing tip just inside me, he reached behind my head & took the bottle from the table then pressed the top against my nose & held my head as I took a long, deep draught until I felt the top of my head begin to unscrew. Holding my breath as he took a deep hit, I pumped my steel-hard shaft while looking down to see his slick shaft throbbing under my swollen balls as they swelled obscenely from holding back the hot load building up, then as his hands held my head, I looked back up to see a glazed expression of lust that must've been reflected from my eyes as he started to thrust smoothly in ever increasing strokes into my asshole which stretched over his thick cock easily with the combination of sweat & oil.

Our moans of pleasure deepened & intensified as our fucking grew more abandoned, gasping, grunting with desperate need to unite our bodies totally. His hands gripped my head & as his cock filled my ass we cried out in ecstasy when his balls slapped soundly on my asscheeks. With a roar of animal lust, his cock started to slam into my asshole making me cry with frantic desire to be FUCKED. My body shook under his hammering cock & the juicy, wet sounds of our bodies slapping together mingled with the cries of us urging the other on to greater heights. Drops of clear cum spattered his stomach & flew over my chest as he relentlessly fucked my asshole, for each time he plunged deep I felt the veins of his cock rippling in my bowels while his balls beat my cheeks in a way that sent us wild for more. Nothing else existed for us now, but this moment of pure fucking sex. 

I bucked my hips into him & he slowed a little to raise my legs onto his shoulders, then begin pumping into me again with longer strokes of ecstasy, grinding into my asshole as he pumped deeply, flexing his muscles to drive harder & faster until the sweat dripped onto my face. Incoherent with lust, I writhed on his hot cock which impaled my asshole again & again until I was bent double under his dripping body. A thick rope of spunk poured from my cock under the pressure & he groaned as it flowed onto the tip of my tongue, holding himself poised deep inside my asshole while it settled onto my tongue before reaching down to suck it off, his chest heaving while I clung to his neck, moaning as we spitballed the tasty juice between our lips while I felt his swollen balls throbbing on my ass which gripped his shaft tightly. He flexed his hot cock deep in my asshole while I clenched onto it as we savoured the salty taste of spunk.

Then, pulling back with sensual slowness until his cockhead rested again at my dripping asshole, he poured some 'popper' onto a velvet cloth & inhaled until his eyes bulged as I loosened the leather binding from my balls. He let the cloth fall onto my face & I pressed it over my mouth to muffle the scream as he reamed into my asshole with an unstoppable power. Spunk cascaded from my cock as I exploded hot juice onto my face & chest while he pounded back & forth. Grunting as each lunge of his cock pumped more spunk all over me while I went wild with passionate cries, pleading, begging, & exhorting him to fill my ass with cum until I felt him swell as a surge of hot spunk cascaded deep into my bowels. Bellowing triumphantly he slammed his cock deep to unload a torrent of cum into my asshole making me scream as he came uncontrollably. My body convulsing under him we held each other tightly through the storm of passion that rushed through us in waves again & again until I thought my heart would burst...

I must've blacked out under the intensity as he was licking the cum off my chest, tenderly kissing my face & I realised I had a death grip on the back of his neck. Kissing him back to greedily suck the cum off his tongue as we luxuriated in the sweaty heat of sex while I felt him throbbing in my ass. I relaxed my grip & let my legs fall around his waist & gasped at the sudden move as he fell back to raise me up onto his lap. He looked at me with a glint in his eye as I slipped off with a lewd squishing sound & a flood of spunk drenched his cock. I grinned back & began to suck some juice into my mouth, then shared it with this beautiful bear of a man until we were completely satiated... 

Until next month!