Wild For Horses - Sex Stories

Wild For Horses

... had gone right up her. His prick stiffened in the saddle as he recalled the tight wet feeling of her cunt. Fuck - that was so good! Ever since then, he could hardly think of anything else. But he also remembered the harsh words she said later in the car with Howie. About wanting to have Howie too - have both of them at the same time. And how she had been touching Howie while telling him she wasn't his girl. He couldn't figure it all out. It was too much for his adolescent consciousness. But all he know now was that he was out in the country, in the midst of all this fragrant foliage, under the hot sun, on top of a swaying b**st. And his s****r had reached up to take his penis in her hands yesterday in the car, and, she had brought him off. The feel of his hot sperm lying in the palm of her hand while she squeezed his throbbing dick - ahhhhh! The young boy sighed and he leaned forward on the saddle slightly, to rub his cock against the leather. The horse swayed on. Bill looked back for Jason. &#034Hey, sit up in the saddle!&#034 he called out. They walked on for hours, picking their way through the forest. Tanya kept pressing Bill for more information about himself. But he didn't say much, so gradually she started telling him all about herself. &#034Did you ever see a picture called, 'The Wild Stallion'? It's all about this horse who wants to be free ...&#034 she rattled on. Bill chewed on a piece of grass reflectively. He glanced at Tanya from time to time. He was wondering ...

... if she was a virgin. Her breasts jutted out of the clean white shirt she was wearing. And her blue jeans fitted her crotch and hips and legs very tightly. He saw the way that, sometimes, especially when she was talking about horses, that she slid her crotch back and forth in the saddle. He thought about what he would find if he pulled her to the ground and opened up those tight jeans of hers. He thought of her lying underneath him, with her legs raised and spread wide, her cunt wet and open to him. While he fingered her and prepared her to take his piece for the very first time. He moved uncomfortably in the saddle. He looked up at the sun. It was almost directly overhead now. It was almost time for lunch. They came to the lake and dismounted their horses. Bill showed them how to take care of their horses first, before taking care of themselves. They gave their horses water, and patted and talked to them. Then Bill spread out a blanket on a flat piece of ground and got down the lunch that had been packed for them by the ranch cook. Tanya opened up the basket and spread out some cold chicken and bread and cheese and cold apple juice. It was a real feast and everyone was hungry. Bill sat off to one side smoking a cigarette watching the two k**s. There seemed to be some kind of minor flirtation going on between them. He could recognize that kind of thing easily. The way Tanya let her fingertips linger just ever so much longer than necessary on her b*****r's hand when she passed ...