Riding Lessons
The horsebox jumped as the four closely spaced wheels bounced
over the lip at the gate. Holden looked out of the rear tail-gate
to see the road swing through 90 degrees before him, as the
view changed to that of fields on either side of the dirt
road. Turning, he patted the bay mare with whom he shared
the cramped trailer.
Almost there now. he said reaching to rub down her long
head. Within two minutes the jolting ceased, and the box
ground to a halt. They had arrived.
Holden looked out of the narrow gaps between the slats of
the tail-gate to see someone moving to unhitch it. Lowering
it, he saw Mr. Cagle, the stable's owner smile at him.
O.K., bring her down then.
Holden reached up and untied the mare from her hitching
at the front of the box and slowly began the task of walking
the horse backwards down the ramp to the ground. This done,
he watched Mr. Cagle walk around the horse, rubbing his
hands over the withers and legs, before pulling back the
lips to inspect the teeth.
That's a good horse you got there.
Holden turned to see his friend, Jake, watching the inspection.
Jake Matherson was selling the horse to Mr. Cagle to pay
off some debts, and was in danger of his own stables closing
if the bank took it into their heads to foreclose. This was
Holden's last job for Jake, and he was hoping to find
a new job with Mr. Cagle if possible.
I know, Jake, I know. Old habits die hard.
Jake nodded grinning, I'd do the same, right enough.
They began to talk prices, and Holden's attention
wandered. Looking around he spotted a rider in the lower
fields and watched as she rode a black stallion hard over
a course of medium and high jumps. The rider was good, and
the horse was performing almost faultlessly. Entranced,
Holden didn't hear the negotiations come to a close
behind him. It was only when he heard laughter that he turned
and saw the two men shaking hands.
Now then, Holden has something to ask you, seeing as I'm
having to let him go. Jake said, looking at him.
Mr. Cagle smiled and said, If it's that job you're
after, that's as good as fixed. I've seen the work
you did with last year's champion and I'm hoping
you'll do the same with one of my horses for this year's
event.
He was referring to Icarus, the horse Holden had trained
to win the South West show jumping event last year. Both
rider and horse had been rank outsiders, but he had managed
to come up with a winning combination which had earned him
much respect from some of the older hands on the circuit.
That's what you'll have to work with, Mr. Cagle
said, pointing to where Holden's eyes had been moments
before. My pride and joy, Sultan. He's ridden by my
daughter, Kelly.
Holden nodded, Looks pretty good already.
Cagle nodded Yes, but her temper needs controlling a bit
more.
On that comment the mare was lead to a vacant stall, and Jake
bade his good-byes and left. Arrangements were made for
Holden to sleep in a stall near the mare for the first night,
to help it settle in, before getting lodgings in a nearby
house for the future. He didn't mind, it was a hot summer
this year and the pleasant night-time temperature would
be fine with him.
The rider finished her ride and trotted the horse back up
towards the stables, Holden got his first good look at his
student. She dismounted and looked him up and down.
So you're going to improve me then are you? were her
first words, spoken with a scornful, almost arrogant expression.
Holden remembered Mr. Cagle's words and turned to
see him grinning at him. Her temper was short, and not too
sweet, he had said under his breath. We'll see won't
we? he replied taking the saddle from the steaming horse
and walking into the tack room.
He heard a muffled Huh! and turned to see her stalking
to the house. He stopped to watch her legs move within the
tight riding pants. She had great legs, shapely and muscled
from years of horse riding. In fact, beneath her helmet
had been a very attractive face, framed by a mass of free
flowing dark chestnut hair. Her eyes sparkled and were
as green as the rolling meadows. He let his mind drift back
to what he had seen as she had dropped from the horse. He remembered
a lithe body with shapely breasts, pressed tight within
her velvet jacket. He grinned to himself, and imagined
what she was like under that neat costume.
The next few days were hell for Holden. Kelly questioned
everything he told her and refused some of the things he
asked of her. He began to despair as to how she had gotten
as good as she had. Reasoning that the pay was good enough
to make up for the indignity of having scorn poured upon
him, he continued to persevere in her training.
The horse was a dream, and whenever she went out on an evening,
he would take the horse for a warm-up, running it through
its paces over the jumps and galloping over the large property
the Cagle's owned. Unfortunately, the house he was
due to live in had been found to have structural problems,
and so he was forced to sleep in the stables until the situation
could be rectified. Holden didn't mind and said so,
he liked to be near the horses in any case.
The weeks progressed, and Holden began to make some progress
with Kelly. She saw that his ideas were making things better
and she opened up to him more. He began to notice some subtle
change, but what exactly it was eluded him. She still remained
aloof to him and he began to view her as some untouchable
object, which only served to fuel what was becoming a growing
desire for her that he couldn't control. One night
Holden was sleeping in the warm hay, which served as a most
comfortable bed, when he awoke to hear a faint scratching
on the door to the stall he used. Slitting his eyes in the
darkness, he made out a figure in the twilight, dressed
in some kind of long T-shirt, it was Kelly.
Her taut, breasts were pressed against the thin material
of her night-shirt, the moonlight made her shirt translucent,
showing her legs beneath it. He waited, feigning sleep,
as she looked in on him. He was naked apart from a pair of briefs
as he lay on the blanket which covered the hay in the corner
of the stall. The weather was hot and clammy and he had decided
to strip to avoid sweating. Nevertheless, his body was
sheen in a light layer of moisture which accentuated his
muscles. He heard a faint sighing and saw her hands moving
over her body and he shifted slightly to get a better view
and she suddenly disappeared, back towards the house.
Holden grinned and turned over. Perhaps he was having more
of an effect than he thought on Miss Kelly and her pompous
attitude.
Not mentioning it the next day, Holden continued to train
Kelly. It being a hot day he was clad only in shorts and the
sun beat down on them both as she toiled in full costume.
He called a halt. Why don't you take some of that stuff
off? he asked, noticing her flushed face under the helmet.You're
going to get heatstroke if you're not careful. She
looked at him, her eyes dwelling on his chest for a moment,
before quickly darting down to his shorts.
O.K. she replied peeling off her jacket to reveal a white
blouse which showed off her breasts to perfection.
He grinned, Doesn't that feel better now? She nodded
and rode off. Running through the course again, his eyes
were drawn back to her breasts as they gently moved in time
with the horse. Snap out of it, he said to himself. Her father
employs you, do you want to blow this?
She cantered over, Better? I tried to do everything you
said. She smiled at him, and he felt a faint stirring. Was
this an attempt at flirting?
Yes, we'll call it a day I think. That night Holden
lay naked in his stall, and waited to see if Kelly would return.
At about 1:30am by his watch, he heard a scuffle of gravel
outside and closed his eyes almost completely. It was a
hot night and the wind was almost still. He could hear everything.
The was a quiet gasp as she looked in, followed by a moment
of silence.
Then he heard a quiet sigh escape her lips as she began to
touch herself. Holden saw all of this, having left the door
slightly ajar, and he began to feel himself stir as he thought
of her body responding to her own touch. To mask his obvious
excitement he rolled over onto his front, pretending to
be simply shifting in his sleep. He heard an exasperated
sigh and sounds of her moving away. He grinned and slipped
into sleep.
The next day passed in a haze, with him straining to keep
a raging erection secret, and she trying not to look at the
obvious bulge in his shorts. At lunch he vowed to see how
far he could go that night. As night approached he tried
to stay calm but found that while his mind was relaxed, his
cock was hard and throbbing. He lay down and waited.
At 1:45am she appeared at his stall and looked in to find
him naked again, however his eyes were open and were looking
directly at her. He grinned and stood up. Beckoning to her,
he grinned again. She stood for a moment and then slipped
through the door. They stood facing one another until she
pushed him back into the hay and slid her hands along his
legs to his groin. She wanted him already, he thought, and
then surrendered to the sensations as her warm hands began
to smooth over his ridged cock. He smiled and silently ran
a hand over her leg before pushing her back into the hay at
his side.
Without a word he stripped her of her T-shirt and bent to
kiss her already firm, erect nipples. She moaned and pushed
up at him. He smiled to himself and, taking one between his
teeth gently, rapidly lashed the tip with his tongue. He
felt her body shake, and as he moved toward her other breast,
slid his hand down to rub gently at her clitoris. To his delight
he found that Kelly was not wearing panties. He felt the
heat and as he rubbed harderhis fingers sliding across
her dampening lips, a small patch of wetness begin to form.
Kellys moans changed to gasps as he spread her reddening
lips and passed his thick thumb across her clitoris. Moving
it further, he slid it down and pushed it into her hot pussy.
Her eyes snapped open and her body tensed. Quickly he began
to slide his finger in and out as he moved down her body. As
he massaged her deep within, he felt her muscles contract
around his thumb and he withdrew it as she began to shudder.
Stopping for a moment he watched her breasts heave in the
moonlight as she breathed in gasping breaths. Then he leaned
forwards and tasted her. She cried out and arched her back.
Quickly, feeling his own need rising again he lashed her
clitoris with his tongue, probing deeply and caressing
her breasts with one hand. As she began to buck beneath him
he slid upwards and entered her, holding her dark red outer
lips apart with his fingers as she grasped his cock and fed
him into her. He groaned as he felt her close around him,
tightly and with a gentle ripple of muscles, she pulled
him further in.
Her hands glided down around his waist and to his buttocks,
where they grasped, trying to pull him deeper. He could
feel her on every part of himself, and reveled in the delicious
sensations passing through him. With a sigh, she lifted
her legs and wrapped them around his hips, pushing up as
she did. He looked deeply in her eyes and smiled. With one
quick motion they rolled over in the hay until Kelly lay
on top of him, gasping at the feeling of him throbbing within
her.
Holden looked up and said Now, do you remember what I taught
you?
Kelly smiled a playful smile.
Stay upright. She sat up straight and gently slid up and
down on his cock, almost pulling out of him, before slipping
down until she touched his balls. They continued, her rhythmical
sighs punctuated by an occasional tiny squelch as her juices
dripped from her drenched pussy. Holden reached up and
cupped a breast in each hand, feeling her nipples press
against his hands. Gently he massaged them, feeling her
softness.
Now, relax. he gasped, the feelings in his balls threatening
to make him lose control. She closed her eyes and pulled
up until only the swollen head of his cock was still inside
of her, then quickly she pushed down as he rose to meet her
movement. The cry came from both their throats as she moved
up and down in long, hard movements, her lips grasping his
thick veiny cock as it pushed deeper into her. She bent forward
and he took a breast into his mouth, his tongue eagerly circling
towards her nipple. A shudder shook Kelly's body and
her sighs changed to gasps as she cam, coating him with her
juices.
In a few moments Kelly caught her breath and wanted more.
She began to rub at her clitoris, biting her lip at the sensations
as she pushed down and back. He groaned at the mounting feelings
inside his cock and balls. With her other hand she reached
round for his balls, and gently she squeezed them, rubbing
them in her warm, soft hand. He gasped and felt a small spurt
shoot from his cock, before he tensed hard and dammed the
rest of the flow.
He groaned and looked up at her. Her hair caught the moonlight
leaving her face in shadow, but he saw her green eyes shine
and the message was clear. She wanted all of it, no holding
back. He lay back and rolled them over again before quickly
withdrawing. She cried out and looked up at him, but he only
smiled and motioned her onto all fours. Breathing heavily
from the previous exertions she did so. He slid one hand
up her right leg from the back of her knee to her buttock and
across to probe her glistening opening. She shifted and
pressed back to feel his fingers more deeply. He wriggled
them, feeling her contractions around his fingers come
wildly.
Moving forward on his knees he rubbed his cock along her
inner thigh, she moaned and reached round to rub her hand
along its length. He felt her pull him towards her and watched
as she released him and parted her lips, enticing him in.
Grasping her hips he pushed into her, feeling the new sensations
of entering her this way, touching new parts of her, feeling
himself slide smoothly in on her moistness. She gasped
as he pushed as deeply as he could, and slowly her arms collapsed,
until she rested on her knees and elbows.
Holden gradually increased the pace, thrusting into her
like a stallion with his dam. She began to moan and he knew
he was nearing the edge. Gripping her tightly he bent over
her and kissed down her spine, making her arch her back and
push back. Feeling the cum rise in his balls, he sped up making
her gasp and cry out with small inarticulate sounds. With
a cry he came, pumping his sticky cum into her, filling her
completely until it dribbled out of her as he moved back
and forwards. She gasped at the heat which filled her and
came again in a ripple of orgasms which left her muscles
quivering. He continued to thrust in and out feeling the
smoothness of his cock covered in a mixture of their juices
as he drained the last of his cum.
They rolled over into the hay and he gently moved back and
forth sending small aftershocks through her sensitive
flesh. Then he slowly withdrew and wrapped his arms around
her, pulling her closer to him. She sighed and reached to
gently rub his cock in her hand, testing for more, but he
was drained. She smiled and winked to him as she slowly got
to her feet. Kelly pulled her night-shirt over her head,
and slipped out through the door and was gone.
That summer Kelly won the Georgia State show jumping event
on Sultan, trained by Holden, and much was accredited to
their continued close training relationship...
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