Horse Riding and Emily

He considered having a full stallion, but as novice horse owners he was warned about how violent they can get when the mares come into season. 

I have ridden before, but Emily hasn’t. No need for jodhpurs but a hard hat is non-negotiable. I also insisted I had a lunge rein attached to her horse, even though Mary is about as docile as a mare can be. She is well schooled and perfect for a novice. 

Ok…I admit…I knew what was coming, and the moment I got Emily into the saddle, I saw her eyes widen and she immediately drew her knees up too high. Getting her to just sit correctly took a minute or two, and of course, her clit would be only a couple of layers of material away from direct stimulation of the saddle. 

Sitting on a horse is one thing. It moving is quite another. I stayed on the ground by Mary’s head and softly urged her to ‘walk on’. Now, Mary takes any opportunity for a rest and settles onto her heels at any opportunity. This means that when she sets off, there is a slight upward heave as she unlocks her joints. Emily reacted by pulling on the reins which made Mary stop in her tracks, which made Emily rock forward….right onto her clit. I saw her eyes widen and flick briefly down between her legs. 

Eventually, Mary was plodding uninterestedly round the yard with me steering and Emily learning to simply relax. There would be no trotting or cantering today, and certainly no galloping. Eventually I felt able to leave them to it while I got my horse. 

The yard is one thing. Open grassland another. It can be slippery out there and slight unexpected movements can occur. We walked for about half and hour to 45 minutes before Emily’s shoulders relaxed. As they did so, so Mary relaxed too. Horses can sense a tense rider and it makes them nervous. When Emily relaxed, Mary didn’t have to worry about who was in charge anymore. So, we walked, and we talked. I got Emily into gently steering Mary. (Novice riders pull way too hard, and a soft-mouthed horse like Mary doesn’t care for that.) Mary was very accepting of Emily’s gentle inputs and obeyed beautifully. Even though I had a lunge rein, I didn’t feel I needed it. Mary is very content to just plod along with another horse anyway. They both whickered now and then and I wondered what they were talking about. 

After around an hour Emily blurted out, “Ok…fess up….are you as wet as I am?” Since I’d already had a cheeky quiet cum, I said “Yep….hey…just relax….close your eyes and just let the horse make you cum in your panties.” I had to promise I wouldn’t let the rein go, but she did close her eyes and I saw the moment that she came. There is nothing that makes me more horny than watching Emily cum…for some weird reason. When she cums fully clothed, it’s even more erotic for me. 

This time, it was me who glanced down between her legs and found the material almost black with wetness. Had she squirted, or was the cum so intense she had peed as well….not that I minded either way. I asked outright. “I peed”. 

We plodded on for a while before Emily said “Fuck…I could go again!” So could I. In fact, I was not far off another cum in the saddle myself. But Emily wanted to stop and dismount. I loved the way she slithered off Mary into my arms, and I loved the warm kiss as well! She looked at me with Smokey, ‘come to bed’ eyes. “Now, bitch, it’s your turn.” To say I was ready would be an understatement. I’m sure that one day, Emily will make me cum in my panties just by looking at me in the right way. “Ok,” I said “put your hand in my panties.” I was surprised by the gentle shake of her head. “Oh no. I will make you cum, but first, I want to watch.” I took my jeans off and left my dark green panties on. I knew what she wanted to see. 

She likes it best when I squat, so I ‘assumed the position’ as she calls it. She sighed and said “Fuck….that’s so fucking horny.” From my crouched position, I could see the dark stains from where she had lost control when she came. I was also in a perfect place to unbutton her and pull her jeans and panties down. Burying my face between her legs was heavenly. My tongue found her clit and my finger found her hole. I know from past experience that there are times when she likes the restriction of a pair of panties halfway down her thighs, or, in this case, round her ankles. I felt her hands on the back of my head which is always her sign for an impending orgasm. I felt her expand inside, hold still for a second, and then the contractions began. Spurt after spurt landed in my palm and splashed into my face. 

Emily adequately dealt with, it was my turn. She told me to take my soaked panties off and hang them on a tree branch overhanging the path. “Let someone else have some fun.” Naked from the waist down, she led me to the side of the path and made me lean forward against a tree. Anyone coming down that path would have seen us. Sadly, no-one did. Emily spread my bum cheeks and I felt her tongue on my secret hole. At the same time, she pushed two, then three fingers inside me. She has a way of making them face forward, directly onto my g-spot, and the feeling is intense….especially when she is licking my bum hole at the same time. With her other hand, she reached around me and flicked my clit….almost to the point of pain. I defy any girl to hold out for long when that is happening to her. I pressed back against her stiff tongue….the mere idea of being bum fucked by her tongue was enough, and I came loudly and noisily. 

We both discarded our panties, leaving them on branches next to each other. Whoever finds them will know that two girls had some fun here…at the same time…not just one. They can draw whatever conclusions they wish. 

We plodded back home in silence for a while before Emily suddenly turned her head with a cheeky grin and said, “I wonder if Dani likes horse riding?” 

We shall have to see.