Rodeo Girl - Sex Stories

Rodeo Girl

... theheating and the music. Life was so good and far from being oppressive and frightening, the storm was like an apocalyptic backdrop making us feel like we were the last humans alive in our own private heaven.

It was I who suggested we film ourselves making love, and we set up our phones at different angles. The lighthouse was a really good set and the storm outside the perfect accompaniment. The rain smashing into the windows, and the wind howling through the railings set the most amazing mood. I had expected that Karen would take control of the situation and I was not disappointed. She directed our action and it just confirmed to me that I loved being filmed having sex! It added a new dimension to our intimacy and brought out a bit of the show-girl in me. We ended up spending most of an afternoon and early evening on it and it was really good fun! Karen edited the footage and it turned out to be a really sexy little video. I still enjoy watching it today!

We talked a lot and vowed to make as much time for each other as we could despite all our current commitments. We knew we could not move in together at the moment, and even I felt that was probably not right just yet, so I would go see her, and she would come up to the ranch alternate weekends. She loved being up at the ranch and I had to admit, a better horse rider than I was. I had told Eileen and Rob that Karen and I were an item and, although they both looked really excited for me, I could see Eileen was faking. ...

... I knew how she felt about me and I was probably her bolt-hole in case it all went wrong with Rob, which it almost inevitably would. I went out of my way to be as nice to her as possible and demonstrate that I would be there for her and she seemed to come round and even Karen noticed how much warmer her welcome had become. We became a sort-of ranch sisterhood.

The time flew by as it always does when there is so much to do and you are really enjoying yourself. I worked hard and finally reached a point where I felt that nothing could stop the event going ahead and could afford to relax a little. Karen said I should take a little break from it and everyone agreed. I could not quite bring myself to leave the ranch in case I had to deal with something so Karen brought George and Clive up to me one Saturday morning for the weekend. They turned up in a huge truck-sized Winnebago that George had borrowed from a movie he was producing. It was so cool. You pressed a button and not only did the roof go up, but two 'rooms' slid out of the sides creating what was, in effect, a studio flat on wheels. It had so many gadgets in it that you could have spent the entire weekend just playing around with them, and we did, well at least for an hour or two, but then I rather brusquely pointed out that we were wasting an absolutely gorgeous day and I had prepared an amazing picnic, well, Eileen had if I was being honest, all I had really done was put it in some saddle bags. I took them all out for ...