Hilary Duff: A Little Time Away - Sex Stories

Hilary Duff: A Little Time Away

The alarm on Hilary’s phone went off and she sat up in bed. She momentarily wondered where she was and then it came back to her. She was at the Farm that belonged to a friend of the f****y. She had asked if she could stay for a few days to unwind and get away from Hollywood. She gazed out the window and smiled. The sun hadn’t come up yet. She got out of bed and headed for the shower. As the hot water cascaded over her firm young body, she washed her hair and scrubbed her soft skin. When she reached her firm breasts she spent much longer then was necessary on them, rubbing her nipples till they hardened and moaning softly as she pinched them. Her right hand continued rubbing her breasts as the left moved down and began stroking her hairless pussy. She moved to her clit and began softly pulling it as she pulled and lightly twisted her nipples in turn. Soon enough she was leaning against the wall of the shower as she shoved two fingers hard into her pussy. She loved nothing better then to masturbate. She had been doing it since she was 11 years old and tried to do it as often as she could. She did it in her house, in bathrooms at friends homes, Restrooms at concerts and movie Premiers… Anywhere she could get a few minutes to herself. She bit her lip hard as her orgasm built and exploded, causing her already tight pussy to grip her fingers hard. She managed to keep her balance and then, after the waves of pleasure had crashed over her, finished washing and stepped out of the ...

... shower. She dried off and dressed in a simple white T-shirt and a pair of tight jeans that hugged her butt and long legs. She put on a pair of riding boots and grabbed her riding Helmet before picking up a small Saddlebag she had packed last night and creeping out of the Farmhouse so not to disturb anyone else and headed for the Stables. She opened the doors and walked into the Stable. The smell of Hay was thick and she breathed deeply as she walked down the row of Stabled Horses until she found the one she wanted. Lightening was a beautiful Black Stallion who tossed his gorgeous head and looked at her expectantly as she unlocked his pen and let him out. She saddled him up and climbed into the Saddle, moving him towards the doors of the Stable. She rode him hard, galloping across the rolling hills of the Farm, letting him slow to a trot every now and then as she admired the beautiful countryside before pushing him back up to a hard run. She stopped after a while and dismounted on top of a tall hill as the sun slowly peeked over the horizon. She took off her Helmet and ran fingers through her long blonde hair as she watched the truly breathtaking sunrise. Lightening was lazily munching grass as Hilary looked around her. Behind her, the fields stretched back to the Farmhouse. She looked to her right and saw a wooded area about half a mile or so away. Grinning to herself she remounted Lightening and kicked him into a dead gallop that had her at the edge of the woods in minutes. ...