The Wanted Short Stories (Wanted 5.5)

Jeff raised his hands and said, “I might look rough and tough, but I have a softer side. I’ve ridden English plenty of times.”

Pete grinned. “Perfect. Well, they’re all saddled up. I think Sweet Dancer here is going to give Charmer a run for his money.”

I put my foot in the stirrup and got myself seated on top of my new boyfriend. Oh yeah, he feels good between the legs.

I glanced over to Jeff, and he was sitting on top of My Fair Charmer, just staring at me with a smirk on his face. I smiled, and he winked.

“If you get lost, do

n’t worry. They’ll bring ya back. Charmer here will do anything for oats, and it’s about time for his midday snack.”

Jeff and I started the horses off toward a trail as Pete yelled out for us to have fun.

I turned and yelled back, “Oh, we will! Trust me!”

We rode along in silence as Jeff checked out each horse. Once we came up to an open field, I peeked over at Jeff, and he started laughing.

“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.”