The Wanted Short Stories(17)
Author: Kelly Elliott

“Turn him loose, baby.”

All I had to do was give the horse a small amount of leg pressure, and he took off. I could not believe how fast this horse could go. I hadn’t felt so free in my life. If given the chance, I was pretty sure he would just keep on running. I slowed him down, and we began turning around. I wasn’t even sure how far I had let the horse run until I saw Jeff running toward us. He slowed Charmer down and trotted up to me. The smile on his face caused me to smile bigger.

“How did he feel?”

“Amazing. His power and speed is crazy. I fell in love with him the moment I crawled on top of him. ”

Jeff lifted the corner of his mouth. “I’d say. It looked like you were about to have an orgasm when you crawled on top of him.”

“I about did.”

Jeff threw his head back and laughed. Sweet Dancer was probably one of the best behaved horses I’d ever been on. I smiled as my evil little plan began playing out. I looked around and started to head to a group of trees. I was hoping that somewhere within the group of trees was an open field.

Jeff followed me as I took Sweet Dancer on a little adventure hike. Just a few feet in, I spied what I was looking for—a small pasture surrounded by nothing but trees. I walked to the middle of it and turned the horse around.

“Um…what are you doing, Ari?”

I reached down and pulled my sweatshirt and T-shirt up and over my head at the same time. I dropped them to the ground, and I instantly felt my nipples getting harder from the cool breeze.

“Baby…what are you doing?”

I stood up on the stirrups and unbuttoned my pants before taking off my jeans. How I managed to get my jeans and panties off while staying on the horse was a miracle in itself.

“Jesus, are you trying to kill me?”

I turned around on Sweet Dancer, moved off the saddle, and motioned for Jeff to get up on the horse. I’d never seen him move so fast in my life. He kicked his boots off and stripped out of his jeans. Then, he quickly got up on Sweet Dancer and sat on the saddle facing me.

“I’ve always wanted to have sex on a horse.”

“I just fucking died and gone to heaven, Ari.”

I giggled as I reached down and began stroking his dick. I licked my lips as I looked down at it. I placed my legs on Jeff’s and moved myself closer to him. I sat up and slowly began to sink down onto him. I dropped my head back as he filled every inch of me.

“Damn it…Ari, you feel so good.”

I used my leg muscles to start moving up and down while Jeff held on to Sweet Dancer’s reins. The horse never moved a muscle while I began rode him faster. Jeff started moving along with me, meeting me thrust for thrust.

“Jeff…oh God, yes.”

“Ah…baby…faster. Come on, baby…faster, harder, Ari.”

“Yes. Oh God, yes.” I dropped my head back as I felt the build.

Jeff pushed my bra up, exposing my breasts to him. When he began sucking on my nipple, I lost it.

“Yes! Yes! Oh God, yes! I’m coming, Jeff…oh God.”

My orgasm seemed to last forever. I’d never enjoyed sex so much in my life. When I came down from my orgasm and looked at Jeff, he was smiling at me.

“Turn around, baby.”

Somehow, I managed to turn around without falling off the horse. Jeff pushed me down and lifted me some. Before I could even get ready for him, he slammed into me, causing me to yell out. He grabbed my hips and began moving.

“Ari…you…drive…me…crazy. You feel so damn good.”

After a few more times of Jeff moving in and out, deep and hard, we began calling out each other’s names. My legs were weak, and my damn stomach muscles were cramping. I turned around carefully and wrapped my legs around Jeff. He was still a bit hard, so I began rubbing against him.

“That feels so good,” I whispered. I wasn’t sure why I was still so horny after two amazing orgasms. “Jeff, I want more.”

“Damn, Ari. Baby, that was hot as hell, but I don’t think he will come up that fast. Ah shit. I think I got cum on the saddle.”

I pulled back and looked at him. I frowned that he was more worried about that than making me feel good. I began grinding against him as I bit down on my lower lip.

He shook his head. “Nope, not gonna happen. The old boy won’t be ready for at least another hour.”

The friction from Jeff’s semihard dick and the saddle against my skin was causing another buildup.

“Jeff, oh God…I’m going to come again.” I ground against him faster as it rubbed my clit in just the right way.

“Ari, baby…my leg is cramping. I need you to move!”

I shook my head. “No…oh God, I’m going to come again. Don’t move.”

He moved.

He must have pressed against Sweet Dancer because the damn horse began to take off. The next thing I knew, Jeff and I were on the ground and damn near naked.

I turned to see Sweet Dancer running off through the trees, and lo and behold, My Fair Charmer followed him. Jeff jumped up and began running after them. I lost it, laughing. Seeing my half-naked husband running with no boots and free as a bird was a moment I would never forget.

“Fucking son of a bitch!” Jeff yelled. He turned and began walking back.

He must have noticed that he didn’t have any shoes on because he started hopping while bitching about sticks and rocks. I quickly put on my T-shirt, sweatshirt, and jeans. I slipped my boots on and walked toward the trees. Jeff was attempting to put his jeans on while jumping around on one foot. I let out a whistle, and Jeff laughed.

“You heard what Pete said. They’ll head back to the barn. Shit. We need to start walking and come up with a story as to how we let two twenty-five thousand dollar racehorses get away from us.”

I stoppedwalking. “Me? Why do I have to come up with a story?”

“Because you wanted to have sex on the horse, that’s why.” He dropped his head back and mumbled something.

“What did you say?”

He looked at me and said, “What if there is cum on the saddle? Oh God. Scott is gonna kill me.”

I just stood there and stared at him. “Really? That’s what you’re worried about. We just had mind-blowing sex on a horse, which took off and left us to walk God knows how many miles back, and you’re worried about cum possibly being on the saddle?”

He shrugged his shoulders. “Yeah.”

I stepped out of the trees and smiled. Sweet Dancer and My Fair Charmer were both grazing in the open field. I let out a whistle, and Dancer looked up. The moment he saw me, he came trotting over. He stopped just short of me and nudged his nose against my shoulder. I grabbed on to his reins.