“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.
When I turned and looked at Jeff, I smiled bigger. “I think he likes me.”