WIFE FUCKS RACEHORSE OWNER SO HE'LL KEEP HER HUSBAND AS TRAINER - Sex Stories

WIFE FUCKS RACEHORSE OWNER SO HE'LL KEEP HER HUSBAND AS TRAINER

... hips, while his softening penis hung out of his unzipped pants, and swung loosely between his legs.

With a brutish smile, he watched Shannon’s heavy breasts sway back and forth between them, as she gasped for air and tried to slow her breathing back to normal. He ogled her entire body.... splayed against the rails of the Galahad’s stall.... her eyes closed, her legs spread wide, her heavy breasts wobbling back and forth.... he shook his head and mumbled to himself, “Holy fuck, this was bloody well worth the wait.”

Once Shannon had caught her breath, she opened her eyes and.... with a deep blush rising in her cheeks.... pulled her tank top back down over her jiggling tits, then adjusted her panties and skirt until they were back in place.

Clyde nodded his approval and told her, “Go ahead and clean me off then, hon.” Grinning even wider, he added, “I have a feeling we’re going to be doing this a lot.”

Still in a bit of a daze, Shannon knelt in front of him, and sucked the tip of his now flaccid cock into her mouth... then used her lips and tongue to clean off his entire shaft... before shoving it back inside his slacks and pulling up the zipper. She couldn’t believe what had just happened.... or that she’d actually become wet.... and, even worse, that she’d had an orgasm. Her face seemed to get hotter and redder the more she thought about it.

Just as Shannon finished pulling up Clyde’s zipper, they could both hear the thunder of hooves as the 1st lot rode over ...

... the hill about a hundred yards beyond the north paddock. By the time Trent and the other riders arrived in the corral, Shannon and Clyde were standing by the barn entrance waiting for them. Shannon kept her gaze mostly on the ground as the riders approached.... worried that her face might still be flushed from getting fucked just a few minutes before.

As the grooms and lads began walking their horses around the corral to cool them down, Trent jumped down from his mount and hurried over to Mr. Wallace. He handed his reins to Shannon, then shook Clyde’s hand as they headed into the office to discuss his horses and their upcoming races.

Twenty minutes later, Trent and Clyde went out to the barn together and found Shannon brushing down Dakota.... one of Clyde’s other horses from the string that had just returned.

Trent called out, “Hey, Shannon... Mr. Wallace asked if you could be one of the head lads when we send four of his horses to Epsom Downs this weekend. I told him that’d work out perfectly, because we’re spread really thin with Chester out sick, and most of our other horses are running over at Kempton Park.”

Shannon had helped out at racecourses before when they were short-handed, so this wasn’t really an odd request. With a wan smile, Shannon nodded her agreement, then returned to brushing down Dakota, while Trent walked Clyde over to his car and waved him away as he drove out of the yard.

Throughout that week.... with the trip to Epsom Downs still a few ...