1. Latina Teen Nympho at the Riding Stable - Part One


    Date: 12/7/2015, Categories: Taboo, Author: edlangston, Rating: 24, Source: LushStories

    especially for me, or what his motive might have been. I was so anxious to get more orgasms on that ride or any ride, so I really didn’t care. We left the next morning and I loved the stretchy riding pants Buck gave me. There were no pockets and the gusset fit snuggly into my groin. Those pants also accentuated my ass by separating my ass cheeks. Buck was in no hurry and we were in a walking gait where we covered about four miles an hour. He stayed just a little to the side and behind me, no doubt to check out my ass moving in the saddle. The movement caused the ridge on the twist and pommel to part my labia, and just barely rub my clit from time to time. It didn’t cause the kind of dramatic reaction I got when trotting on the other saddle. It was a more-subtle rubbing that I felt continuously and I was always on the verge of an orgasm. I was aware of my arousal and was in a dream-like state for the whole ride. It was apparent that trotting on that saddle would give me huge orgasms, but I hadn’t tried that yet. We got to the campsite in late afternoon and leashed the horses with long ropes so they could graze in the lush grass. We cleaned out the shack and Buck showed me how to prepare a proper fire ring with rocks. Then we set up our folding camp chairs and cooked steaks and corn-on-the-cob over the fire. We took collapsible buckets down to a nearby creek to get water for the horses. After the horses were taken care of it was almost dark and Buck said, “Nice job so far, ...
    Luci. You’re going to need to show our guests how to wash up with biodegradable soap in the creek. You need to time the washing so it’s almost dark, like now, so the guests don’t get freaked out about someone seeing them undressed. This is something you’re going to have to get comfortable with, so let’s go down there now.” It felt very strange being in this situation with a much older man. But I was still mildly aroused from the stimulation of that new saddle and surprisingly receptive to washing in front of Buck. By the time we got to the creek we could only see shadows of one another. Still, I couldn’t help watching as Buck removed his clothes and I saw his naked body silhouetted in the waning light. I stripped down too and it felt good to get out of those tight riding pants. I could tell that Buck was watching the shape of my ass and big breasts swaying and jiggling as I moved. I think I also saw a shadow of what had to be his cock and balls moving between his legs. We finished washing up and headed back up the hill to camp. My loose athletic shorts and t-shirt were very comfortable and Buck was wearing khaki trail shorts and a t-shirt. We sat in the chairs by the fire, which helped take away the chill from the cold water in the creek. Buck kept staring at me when he thought I wouldn’t notice. Even though it had been over two hours since we finished the ride, my pussy was still tingling in a most erotic way. Buck looked over at me and asked, “How did you like that new saddle, ...
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