1. Caroline's Own Story - Part 2


    Date: 10/18/2017, Categories: Bisexual, Author: romeo64, Rating: 4, Source: LushStories

    After a few chilly weeks for the time of the year in June, the next month brought nicer weather with enjoyable temperatures. According to the forecasts it would even become warm. In the first weekend of July, Helen was staying in Scandinavia, preparing to demonstrate her musical skills in places like Oslo and Stockholm the following week. On the beautiful Sunday morning, after a night of passionate lovemaking at my place, my love and I decided to sally forth. Armed with a picnic basket and a bottle of white wine, we drove to a vast, hilly and wood covered conservancy area, not far from where I live. It has the size of some fifteen hundred square miles. To the south it borders to heathland, where in the second world war gallant British paratroopers had landed, in an attempt to seize the bridge at Arnhem, the famous ´Bridge too far.' My parents had witnessed the tragic events of those days. Having left the car at a small parking lot, we went for a walk into the wood, along a broad unpaved path, enjoying the warmth of the sunbeams that descended between the trees. There was a separate track next to the path, intended for riding. As we walked, hand in hand, a young woman on an elegantly trotting brown horse was approaching. I knew her. She slowed down and let the horse step. Near us she halted. “Hello Caroline,” she said with a smile. “You’re having nice company. Good morning sir!” “Thank you, Patricia.” I introduced René to her and went on, “Perfect day for taking a horse ...
    out. Maybe I will join you next Sunday.” I noticed that he tilted his head a tiny bit and looked on with a slightly frowned expression on his face. “I would love that! Have a nice day.” She threw us a smile again and pushed her calves into the flanks of the animal. “Lovely girl,” my love said, watching her riding on. “She’s showing herself off extremely well in those tight riding pants. I would swear that she is wearing nothing underneath them.” I knew that he was right. And that there was nothing under her tight red jacket either. “So you are into riding, apparently,” he went on. “Another surprise. Although, on second thoughts… I’ve always suspected women on horseback of partly being motivated by erotic sensations.” “Naughty boy! But I would lie if I denied it.” “I used to ride when I was younger.” “Really? That’s fantastic! We can do it together then. I already imagine us galloping away on the nearby heathland.” “I take it,” he said later on, “that you have meanwhile put your mind to work about how to induct Helen in the joys of exhibitionism.” “Mm… I think the leading principle is cautiousness. At least in the initial phases. And letting her take her time. She should feel as comfortable as possible and the chances of being caught must be very slim. Her reputation has to be taken into consideration as well. I think we should begin at night. Later on she might try doing naughty things in daylight, if she’s ready and willing to push her boundaries. This environment is very ...
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