Adult erotica In the Stable

It had been a hard day at work... but the weather was nice... still sunny, warm.. well, warm enough. T-shirt weather.

I got to the stable around 5pm. No one else around. I try to visit my horse, my buddy, Jesse as often as I can. He's a good boy, and is a great horse. Easy gaited. So smooth, he practically glides along while I'm on him. I love riding him, but wish I had a regular riding buddy as it's safer AND... simply more interesting. I love chatting and BSing while on a ride.

So I enter the stable with my box of grooming tools. The barn owner has brought all the horses in for the day, and Jesse is in his stall. I greet him and enter his stall, then proceed to groom him. It's a way to keep in close contact with him, not necessary I suppose, but helps to strengthen our bond, or at least keep it strong. Besides, it's just fun.

I'm about an hour in to grooming Jesse and almost done when another horse owner comes in... someone I've never seen before. Hot. In my opinion anyway -grin-. She is pretty and has a hell of set of hips... I love a woman with a shapely bottom. I've never been fond of the "skinny minis". She enters the stall of a horse across from Jesse's and starts to groom her horse. I finish Jesse and step out... watching her for a moment. I introduce myself.

"Hello" I say. "Hi" she says back. We exchange some small talk about horses. Nice gal. Loves her horse.. a mare she says. Tells me her mare is a Mustang, has the freeze tattoo on her neck still. "Way cool" I say. I notice the Mustang looks like a horse in one of those cave paintings in France -grin- Way cool horse. The gal tells me she loves trail-riding, I say "me too". It's "looking up" I think to myself. I notice she's cleaning under her mares tail. I ask her about it. "Gotta clean everything you know" she says laughing. "I know how it is" I say. "Gotta clean Jesse's sheath from time to time too" "Dirty job, but somebody's gotta do it" I laugh. She grins in response.

She finishes and comes into the isle. We then started chatting... AND, flirting. Sexy woman. VERY hot in my opinion. Around my age, which is middle age, heh. But very attractive. small but shapely breasts, wide hips... I think most men would consider her butt too big, but me? I love a large shapely ass. VERY SEXY.

I can't take my eyes off her butt. I try not to be too obvious, but she notices. AND smiles. I see that look in her eyes. She's enjoying the fact that I think she's sexy. We continue to chat about h

We continue to chat about horses, trail-riding, etc... and, it's like a bond is developing. I begin to feel a very strong attraction to her... and I get the feeling from her words, and her expressions that she is likewise attracted to me.

I say "my feet need some rest, shall we continue this discussion in the hay room?". The Hay room... this barn doesn't have a loft, so keeps the hay to feed the horses in a room at the end of the stalls. She says "sure!". So we go there and sit down and continue chatting. So we chat and flirt and ... I don't know what came over me, but... I started feeling like I wanted to ... get closer to her. That usually doesn't happen on a first meeting. At least, I'm usually more of a gentleman at first. Well, I'm always a gentleman -grin- but what I'm trying to say is, I usually don't take advantage upon a first meeting... I'll wait till the second or third meeting, date, whatever you want to call it, before I'll ask for a kiss etc. But this time, the feeling was almost overwhelming. I simply could not resist.

"May I kiss you?" I asked her. She didn't say anything, but didn't say no either... so I leaned in and kissed her lightly on her sweet lips. Then pulled back slightly and we looked into each others eyes. Then I leaned forward again for another kiss and she leaned toward me also, our lips meeting, tongues darting, mouths open, hungrily tasting each other... our arms enveloping each others body... We kissed, passionately, deeply, touched each other, caressing, gently, firmly, pulling back to stare into each others eyes, then beginning again, kissing, grasping each-other passionately.

Then she ran her hand down to my groin... maybe to see if I was hard for her, but I wasn't. Not yet... no... hard for her yes... but in my mind. My body would respond in due time, but not yet. I then got on my knees, and kneeling in front of her, kissed her again, and we kissed and our tongues played and danced and we were one together... Then I parted from her lips, and bent down and brought my mouth to her lovely place... and breathed in the scent of her... wondrous. I kissed her vulva thru her pants, gripped her hips and pressed my mouth to her and breathed my hot breath onto her cunt... she moaned in pleasure. Then I straightened up, undid her pants button, unzipped her zipper, and started pulling her jeans off... to reveal... granny panties -grin- I honestly don't care about the underwear... it's what's underneath that matters to me...

and oh what was underneath, oh my god... so sexy, such beautiful skin, so smooth... I kissed her inner thighs, and again placed my mouth on her vulva and breathed hot breath onto it. She shuddered. Then I straightened up again and pulled, gently, her panties off... "ouch" she said, the hay is a bit itchy. Laughing, I told her to stand up, while I placed her jeans underneath her lovely bottom, then directed her to sit down again.

Now I spread her legs and brought my mouth up to her vulva again... oh my god... so wonderful. Not soapy, not too clean... a natural woman. I love the natural scent of a woman. Maybe it's the pheromones... it's a huge turn on. NOW, I was getting hard. I could feel my dick growing, lengthening, I could feel my hot blood engorging my cock. I brought my mouth and tongue to her sweet cunt... I licked at her vulva's lips, kissing, licking, and breathing in her powerful female scent. She spread her legs wider, leaned back, and gripped my head in her hands. I tickled her wonderful clit with my tongue, and sucked on it, slowly and lightly at first, then gradually harder and firmer. Sucking like a baby on it's mothers breast. Then withdrawing, and straightening up... to kiss her again on her lips... deeply and passionately.

Finally, pulling my pants down, and freeing my cock... hard as a rock, so hard it glistened... like it was made of marble... I gripped her legs in my hands and started to enter her... and .....

-Snap- Snap- Huh? What? -Snap- Snap- I awake from my fantasy... to find fingers being snapped in my face... Mr. Thompson? Are you ok? You have had a blank look on your face for a minute or so... are you ok? she says... "Oh" I say, -blushing- "I'm sorry, was I daydreaming?" "Yes" she says, you suddenly got a strange grin on your face and wouldn't respond to anything I said... are you ok?" "Oh, I'm so embarrassed" I told her... I have had a lot on my mind lately and was um... thinking about work. Oh, that's ok she said, that happens to all of us. "Whew" I think... that was close... I hope she doesn't think I'm a weirdo or something, -grin-.

Then she brightened, and stood up... HONEY! She said with a big grin on her face. And over walked her man... husband? BF? Who knows... but they were obviously in love. She held out her arms and they hugged and kissed. John, I want to introduce you to Mr. Thompson! He owns the horse across from ours... Jesse was his name right? Um... yes, I say. Yes... me and um... I didn't get your name mam... I say a little embarrassed... Shelly she says, and this is John! Glad to meet you John I said, extending my hand. We shook hands. Damn it... nice dude... confident too... shit, there goes that fantasy.

We all chatted about horses, trail-riding, and then John and Shelly walked off together, with me standing by Jesse's stall watching her beautiful bottom walk out of the barn... damn it, I thought... all the good ones are taken.

Dayuuuuuuumn. 😉

steamy :0

Excellent writing.