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The Riding Academy
by H.R. HackandSlash (h_r_hackandslash@yahoo.com)
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An adventure of young ladies and the horses they ride,
presented in small bits and bytes. (gg/beast)
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Author note: The following reflects nothing that
resembles real life, just a fantasy with input from
several individual over the years, and that I have
perused at asstr.org.
Kudos goes to Pammy, Marilyn and Jenny for keeping the
idea alive and thanks for your input and thoughts, you
ladies kept it real.
Dedicated to the memory of PSP (1961-2004), "If you
talk, I listen, if you dream, I am there."
Chapter 1 - Discovery
Karen Wilson discovered excitement accidentally, the 12
year old riding atop her horse, Stanley, a fine black
Arabian 10 hands high, and her a young lady of the
saddle.
The faster she rode her middle on the saddle, the
faster her young hairless mons was excited...something
different, excitement, rubbing against the saddle
horn....
Her red hair flew as she said, "Giddieup Stan..."
faster her jean covered crotch rubbed the horn...her
young mind agog at the feelings coursing though
her...faster and faster.
Something happened, lights burst, her crotch wet and
sticky.
At the creek that bordered Becky Johnson's ranch, her
good friend, Stanley stopped, to drink and Karen almost
fell off the saddle, in a tizzy, a first orgasm,
unknown to her.
"Wow, that is better than sitting on a basketball,"
Karen thought.
Then she saw Stanley's member, all 16 inches of it, out
of its sheath.
Another thought coursed her suddenly sexual being.
That is, like a doggy doing another, being hard like
that.
Her first orgasm rush, and the sudden knowledge.
"Poor Stanley, I made you excited."
Her eyes burned at the sight of the horse's cock.
Karen's middle began to itch again, and unconsciously
began to frig her young clit. Up and down, her first
manual masturbation... seeing her horse's dick and then
thinking of her friend Becky, all the times they had
had, and her, the last time at a sleep over, kissing
for fun, making fun of boys, and then just lying
together.
Thinking that Becky was cute...the dreams of riding
together and maybe feeling each other up, consumed her
mind as her finger rubbed, and then caught up
again..."OH, OH, Oh Becky" as she stared at Stan's cock
...wanting suddenly to grab it.
Taking her hand out of her shorts, finding herself by
the creek bank, all aware of her surroundings.
"Wow, I need to get back and tell Becky."
Unsteadily, the young girl re-mounted, heels to her
horse.
"CHK CHK, lets go Stan... Home Boy!!!"
And they flew, hair streaming, the horse and the girl,
back to the house...and Karen's young nethers rubbed
every inch of the way to the barn... excited!
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.
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