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of sex between an adult man and woman and an under age girl.
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Horses

By Romany

(M/F, F/g, M/g, oral)


It was one of those balmy late summer days that saw Lizzie and me
wandering through the long grass at a forest park near where we
lived in Seattle. We had driven out to lie in the grass and just
soak up the feel-good atmosphere of a sunny day. We had meandered
along a small trail by a stream that ran through the public area
below the main forest line, when we saw three riders on horseback
approaching. We stepped back off the trail to allow them room to
pass and noted the riders were three early teen aged girls. Maybe
thirteen or fourteen years old. The first two riders barely
acknowledged us but the third stopped abreast of us. Lizzie and I
were holding hands and the girl looked at us with what I can only
describe as a knowing look. Almost a look of �I know what you two
have been up to�. In fact we hadn�t been up to anything did not
belie the purpose for which we were moving away from the public
area with the picnic benches and iron barbeque stands, for some
privacy with the view to fooling around. The girl was very
pretty. Long wavy brown hair gathered back in a pony tail and
from what I could tell green eyes and a pert nose. She was
wearing a light blue western style shirt, not tucked in, and a
pair of fawn riding britches with polished brown riding boots.
From where I stood I could se her legs splayed across the saddle
and had a good peek at her spread crotch though it was really
just the stretched seam of her pants that was visible. No
swellinging pubic mound evident here. She obviously had boobs but
not very large judging by the slight rise against her denim
shirt; but the overall impression was of a very slim lithe
teenager. A real head turn to the male fraternity.

�Havin� fun?� she almost leered at us.

Lizzie gave me with a �what is she on about� look. She had sensed
an air of challenge in the young girl�s demeanor.

�Just about to,� I shot back. �As soon as the coast is clear.�

The girl blushed at my direct response to the veiled innuendo I
knew she was making. Lizzie stared at the girl and stepped
forward to pat the horse�s neck.

�Nice pony. I used to have one like this when I was younger� she
said.

I looked at Lizzie. I never knew she had had a horse.

�Did you?� I asked, genuinely surprised with her revelation.

�Yep. A bigger one than this though. Sixteen hands and rearing to
go� she continued. �Got me well broken in. How �bout you?� she
asked looking up at the teen.

My mouth dropped open at her last remark. I grinned and realised
she was on the offensive against the young girl�s seeming
impertinence. The girl blushed deeply at Lizzie�s question.

�Broken in?� I asked with a chuckle.

�Yep. Got me right ready for getting laid,� she continued.

I couldn�t contain my laughter and looked at her grinning.

�Seriously?� I asked inquisitively.

�Of course,� she answered smoothly. Everyone knows the real
reason girls get on horses. It�s to lose their cherry and get off
on the saddle. Isn�t that right?� she said gazing up at the girl
with a wicked grin.

The poor girl was now clearly embarrassed and made to urge her
horse forward. Lizzie took the reins and held the horse�s nose
down to stop it proceeding. She really did know something about
horses.

�You didn�t answer me,� Lizzie pointed out.

�I�I don�t know what you mean,� the girl stammered, looking
trapped.

�Oh come on now. You�re grown up. You�re a big girl. You know
what you like about riding horses,� Lizzie retorted.

�I need to go,� the girl said, almost in a panic.

�Oh,� Lizzie answered. �OK well hop down and go behind that tree
over there and I�ll hold Dobbin here,� she continued cheerfully.
�Just mind the long grass. It prickles.� She was now stifling her
giggles.

The girl was totally confused. She clearly meant she needed to
catch her riding partners but Lizzie feigned she believed she
meant she wanted to go pee. The girl urged the horse with her
knees but Lizzie held the reigns down tight and the horse obeyed
by standing still.

�Let me go,� the girl said. "I need to catch Melissa and Sandy�
she explained.

�Oh that sort of go, �Lizzie replied. I�m sorry�what�s your name?
I thought you needed to pee. Riding horses can make you want to
pee as well as cum,� she laughed at the teen. �All that bouncy,
bouncy plays havoc on the bladder but it�s delicious to the
clit.�

The teen looked stunned at the words cum and clit; the
implication she rode for sexual gratification. I suspected
largely because this barrage of suggestive comments was coming
from another girl. Not the usual leering sexual innuendo and
crude comments she could expect from boys and men. I had to agree
with the male stereotype that girls on horses were ready for it.
Even if it was irrational and deeply sexist.

�OK,� Lizzie continued. �Sorry to hold you up. You�d best get on
then girlie.� she said releasing the horses reins.

The girl gratefully nudged the horse with her knees and it
obediently moved forward. I glanced back along the trail and saw
the other two riders had stopped some hundred yards away and were
looking back at us. The black pony waddled away from us and the
girl slowly turned and looked back at us.

�Marie,� she called. �My name is Marie.�

Lizzie looked at me and laughed �That�s a surprise. I thought I�d
really spooked her.�

�Bye Marie. Sorry to see you go. We were hoping to get to know
you better,� Lizzie called after the girl.

I slapped Lizzie playfully on the butt and quickly looked around.

�Shush Lizzie. God knows who�s in earshot besides her pals.
They�ll think we�re a couple of degenerates preying on little
girls,� I chided playfully.

She looked at me with a wicked grin.

�She was getting at us, the little bitch. I was just putting her
in her place,� she said looking at the girl who had now joined
her friends.

She turned to me and put her arms loosely around me.

�Besides, I bet you�d love to put yourself in her place, wouldn�t
you Stuie?� she laughed crudely.

She was teasing me.

�Right on Lizzie. I�d love to stretch the little gash wide open,�
I retorted, equally crudely.

She yelped her disapproval and playfully hit me on the upper arm.

�Dirty bastard,� she exclaimed laughingly.

Then she threw me completely as she turned back to view the group
of girls. �I�d love to shove the little cow�s mouth on my muff as
well,� she added almost whimsically.

I whooped with applause at this comment.

�Whoo oo, I have a closet dyke on my hands,� I laughed at her.

She giggled wickedly and placing a hand around my neck and she
leaned and pecked me on the mouth.

�What makes you think I�m a closet dyke?� she gurgled wickedly.
�I might have tasted more pussies than you have in your time,�
she laughed playfully.

I wrapped my arms tightly around her and pulled her suggestively
against me.

�I have no problems with lesbianism,� I stated in a formal tone.
�As long as I can watch.�

She laughed at me and drew me into a deep kiss, frenching me with
her tongue. I grabbed her butt and pulled her groin against my
slowly rousing cock tucked in my jeans.

�Come on my little lesbian. Let me show you how a man can eat
that pussy. And if you�re good, I�ll give the dog a nice bone,� I
added wickedly and leered at her.

�Mmm, let�s see.� She stood and lightly gripped one elbow and
placed the fingertips of the same arm on her chin in �The
Thinker� position. �Does this deluded tatty example of man
actually know what this daughter of Lesbos really wants? And does
he have the talent to deliver beyond his own selfish needs,� she
said in a mock English accent.

�Witch!� I exclaimed laughingly.

I took her arm and we resumed holding hands and headed further
along the trail. About a hundred feet beyond where we had
encountered the riders, we came to a grassy glade. Gently rolling
hillocks on the upside; and the stream on the other. I stopped
and surveyed the scene. Over to the left there was a lower
hillock with long rye grass waving in the gentle breeze. This
looked a likely spot to sneak behind for a little fooling around.
I led her towards it and glancing at her she grinned and licked
her lips suggestively.  Once over the slight rise we realised it
was perfect. There was about twenty feet of long silky grass
running up to a steeper grassy bluff that gave way to a stand of
trees that acted like a natural barrier. With the hillock now
between us and the trail, and the long grass to sink down into,
we could hide ourselves from view but still feel the warm sun on
our soon to be naked bodies. And we did. We flattened a circle of
grass about six feet in diameter and soon started to make out.
This was normal behavior to us. Since the eight months we had
gone together, Lizzie and I had frequently fucked to a
standstill. Right from the first night I lured her away from a
group of girlfriends at a party I had gate crashed, we had
discovered an instant sexual compatibility which soon revealed a
personal compatibility which made for a neat relationship.  In
won�t say we were in love but there was a definite chemistry we
agreed was there from the start.

It didn�t take long before I was kneeling with my head between
her legs, giving her slow burn as I licked and sucked her sweet
sex. She was lubricating nicely as I slid two fingers deep into
her and it didn�t take long for the first of at least two to
three orgasms overtook her. She held my head in one hand and the
bottom of her shirt which we hadn�t yet removed with the other,
and groaned her enjoyment as the first wave took her. My free
hand was pushed up under her shirt and bra and I was pinching one
of her nipples hard. Just as always she loved me to do. I
continued on with my oral assault and the second wave of orgasm
struck her as soon as my ring finger slid into her tight brown
anus, slicked by the occasional deviation of my tongue from her
labia and clitoris; and dribbling of saliva primarily to
lubricate this hole of mystery. I knew her sexuality to know well
enough that this second cumming had robbed her of much of her
sexual energy and it was the exception rather than the rule, that
she managed a third in succession. With this knowledge in mind I
released her nipple withdrew my hand from under her bra and
started to undo my belt and jeans top button, while continuing to
ream her juicy cunt and tight asshole with my other hand. I eased
the zipper down and with some scuffling I was able to push my
jeans and under shorts down towards me knees. I still had my
shirt and shoes and sox on, being as I started eating her while I
was still fully dressed. As soon as we got her jeans and panties
clear of her ankles at the onset of the sex play I went down on
her. Now that she had cum, I reached for my erect cock and
holding it poised I eased forward on  my knees, lifting my head
away from her juicy cunt and removed my fingers from her depths
and placed a hand beside her chest to support my weight as I
advanced my cock towards her lovely warm pussy. I achieved this
with efficiency borne of much practice and speared her in one
shove. Balls deep; to the hilt.

One of our nice compatibilities was that she was petite and small
and we agreed I had a nice big dick for her small pussy. At five
foot four she had the figure to match her stature. Slim figure
but with slightly over sized breasts in a c-cup and slim legs
with a lovely taught pubis which segued into her upper labia with
the little wrinkled hood covering her clitoris. She was mostly
shaved with just a small triangle of trimmed black pubes; the
color which matched her medium length dark hair. Her clitoris was
the major cause of her sexual destruction and I can not recall
one encounter where I could not bring her off at least once by
manipulating this bud with mouth or hand. Her beautiful large
dark nipples, that matched her exciting brown eyes, were her
clit�s partners in crime and another easy route to her portal if
played and manipulated lovingly; even when still clad in bra and
top garments. I recalled at least two occasions when she was
mildly pissed at me and how I had brought her out of her
annoyance when I managed to grasp a nipple through her clothing
and within a few minutes she melted like snow in the sun; and
before long we were rutting like rabbits on heat. Once we had
been in a booth in a small restaurant and we left the meal part
way completed. We threw enough money on the table to cover the
bill and dashed to my car where we fucked urgently with me
sitting in the passenger seat and she, with her dress up and
panties pulled aside, mounting me. She came almost instantly when
I entered her and she had to endure a crick in her back during
her afterglow while I awkwardly held her stationery and humped
her enough to bring myself to a gasping orgasm.

Now here in the grassy love nest I started to slow fuck her while
I moved my arms around her shoulders and kissed and nuzzled her
neck. She tuned into my needs and her hands started to push up
under my shirt as she lightly scratched her nails over my flesh.
This turned me on and with her knees now pressed against my outer
thighs; I raised the tempo and started to fuck her harder. Within
a few short minutes of her hands raking my skin, causing a
delicious crawling feeling, I felt the sensation overtake me and
I plowed deep into her as I started to cum hard in a series of
beautifully agonizing spurts that finally left me wasted and I
sagged down onto her body, spent.

The one thing I came to accept about Lizzie is that she had
always been a very sexual girl by her own admission. She made no
secret that I was the current lover in a rather too long list of
lovers; from the time she lost her virginity at thirteen. The guy
who took her cherry was eighteen and a family friend. For the
first two years of sexual activity, this guy was her sole lover.
Taking advantage of the trust he enjoyed as the son of her
parents best friends. When he moved into the army he had taught
her enough about sex and her own enjoyment of it, that she was
compelled to look for his replacement. From about fifteen through
to her college years she went with a dazzling array of school boy
lovers usually her own age; but apparently there was an
unspecified number of married men, one of which she mentioned was
a colleague of her fathers. It wasn�t that she thought she was a
slut, rather she had embraced the principle of sexual equality
and went after her share much the same way in which it is
considered OK for boys and men to do. By her graduation from
college, the partners were now usually steady boyfriends and she
admitted to at least four consecutive semi serious relationships
before she met me.

I have to confess her retelling of this litany of sexual
experiences was a bit of a downer at first, but our sex was so
damned good I quickly dismissed her past experiences as being
necessary to what I was now enjoying exclusively. At twenty four
years of age I was starting to seriously ponder whether or not
she was my Miss Right. I had become totally OK with her sexual
history. In comparison my sexual partners were still to max out
the fingers on one hand. I had had a slow start to sex, losing my
virginity to a girl my age when sixteen. She wasn�t a virgin and
became my steady girlfriend until we went to different colleges.
Through college I had three relationships, all in excess of a
year or more and I was not long out of the last one when I met
Lizzie. My previous relationship had looked destined towards
marriage when Sheryl, my girlfriend at the time, was offered a
position in her company in Singapore. Initially she dithered
about whether to go or not but finally conceded that she wasn�t
as close to settling down as she had thought she was and sadly
for me, she took the position. The first intense stream of emails
quickly subsided to the point where I hadn�t heard from her in
over a year. The last news I had was that she was contemplating
relocation to Sydney Australia. I have no idea if she went but I
do know her email address suddenly stopped working and I have no
idea as to where she eventually ended up.

Lizzie and I had separate apartments. She shared with Sybil, a
ditzy blond who was engaged to Mo. Mo was not the sharpest knife
in the drawer either and unfortunately they had a circle of
equally dull friends but thankfully Lizzie seldom inflicted me
with their company, except for very special events like
engagements or birthdays. I had a small apartment with one
bedroom and the usual lounge/partitioned kitchen situation. The
upside was that it was quite spacious with a series of floor to
ceiling windows and a pleasant view of the tidier side of my
building�s environment. We had discussed moving in together but
neither of us had decided we wanted total togetherness so soon in
our relationship. We had casually agreed to a review after twelve
months; still four months away. It was not that I was lying here
now reflecting on this, in my post sex bliss, but a simple
painting of our picture together as a potted history. However we
were lying, still somewhat sated from our sex, when I became
aware of an unfamiliar noise just over the hillock that shielded
us from the trail. I rolled sideways, being nearest the hillock,
to peer in the direction of the noise and too my complete
surprise, I was confronted by the sight of Marie, our cheeky
little horse rider, crouched just beyond the circle of flattened
grass She was spying on us. We both froze realizing the other had
seen each other. I was lying with my pants still half mast and my
waist and crotch and upper thighs were naked. I had been on my
side, cuddling Lizzie who was napping on her back. Her previously
spread legs were now demurely held together but she was still
naked from the waist down. But most likely she wasn�t completely
visible to our little voyeur in the long grass.

Without thinking I lunged for the surprised girl and before she
could move I grabbed her arms. I was somewhat constricted by my
pants around my knees but I was able to summon enough traction to
haul her unceremoniously into our little nest. My exertion in
pulling her in was overkill and she rocketed past me and fell
across Lizzie's lower legs with a yelp. I totally surprised
myself with the ease I was able to snare here and I rolled back
towards Lizzie to see what the young girl would do next. To my
further surprise she made no attempt to rise and run out of the
circle but raised herself up on her forearms and turned to look
at the naked lower half of Lizzie. Lizzie in turn had come to
with a start and she raised her head off her arm she had been
resting on and looked quizzically at this strange turn of events
that had woken her. She turned and looked at me with a look of
total confusion and then back at the prostrate girl lying across
her lower legs. For my part it was a curiosity as to why the girl
did not take flight and her vocal reaction had been the single
yelp of surprise at being propelled into the nest. Lizzie�s own
brain cleared quickly and she too realized that Marie displayed
no sign of panic for flight and for all intents and purposes, was
calmly lying looking at us with a degree of expectancy. Certainly
she wasn�t behaving as if this turn of events was intimidating to
her.

I knelt and pulled my pants up and fastened them. Lizzie on the
other hand lay just as Marie had surprised her with her entry.
Lizzie spoke quietly but I didn�t catch what she said to the
girl. Marie looked back at me then back at Lizzie, who had now
extended her hand to the girl. I was stunned when the younger
girl slowly turned on her hands and knees and crawled up beside
my girlfriend. I knelt riveted to the spot and too my absolute
amazement, Lizzie took the girls face between her hands and
pulling the girl halfway to meet her, she gave the girl a long
and passionate lingering kiss. I was totally blown away by this
and it became quickly apparent that Marie was more than happy
about Lizzie�s sudden advance. I knelt watching and for the next
few minutes Lizzie frenched and sucked the girl�s mouth and lips.
Marie was leaning towards Lizzie with her hands either side of
Lizzie�s torso. Lizzie was holding herself semi upright and it
must have started to become an effort because she slowly twisted
herself away from me, taking Marie with her and I was amazed how
expertly Lizzie guided the girl onto her back and was now
crouched over her and kissing the teen tenderly while lightly
stroking her hair. This went on for some minutes and Marie
responded by wrapping an arm around Lizzie�s shoulder and soon
the hand slipped up into Lizzie�s dark straight hair and I could
se the girl was now stroking the back of Lizzie�s hair in much
the same way Lizzie was stroking and petting Marie. At this point
I felt totally superfluous to what was happening. Then the noise
that had heard initially startled me sounded again and I realised
it was Marie�s horse snorting. Suddenly it occurred to me that
her two companions might well be just over the hillock, holding
Marie�s horse while Marie stalked us in the grassy nest. How the
hell did they know we were here at all?

Feeling somewhat left out of the girls� action, I slowly raised
myself to a crouch and stealthily slipped through the grass,
coming to lie down at the brow of the hillock and peer through
the grass. I saw that there was only Marie�s dark pony standing
calmly just down the slope of the hill concealing us. The trail
was empty and I could see nobody else around. I checked the
situation with the horse and reasoned an abandoned horse would
attract suspicion and maybe alarm if a passer-by spotted it
unattended this way. I stood slowly so as not to surprise the
animal which had sensed I was there as it was looking directly at
me. I slowly approached the pony and taking the dangling reins I
patted its nose and stroked its mane and neck. She was a stocky
little mare and I muttered �I�m the only one around here with a
dick� to the horse and started to lead it around the edge of the
little hillock to take her out of the view of anyone else who
might come by. I wondered what had happened to Marie�s two
friends. I led the pony to the trees on the bluff side of our
nest. Here the long silky grass gave way to shorter grass that
grew up the trees and beyond to the steeper side of this bluff.
The horse delighted in this and started grazing the greener
tender broad blades of grass. I was sure the horse would remain
calmly grazing for the meantime.

I turned in the direction of the grass circle and slowly stalked
through the longer grass towards where I knew Lizzie lay with the
young girl in her arms. I don�t know why but I felt like an
interloper so rather than go straight into the nest to join them
I crouched down and eased slowly forward until I could see the
two clearly. I was excited to see that Lizzie had made some good
progress since I had left the circle, and she had the younger
girls� shirt pulled completely open and I could see a light pink
bra pushed up under Marie�s throat. Lizzie was working her mouth
on one of the young breasts and nipple, and I could plainly see
her fingers kneading the breast closest me. I sank onto my
haunches and for the next ten minutes or so, I watched Lizzie
work on this young girl.

Not long after I had reached my current position, I could tell
Lizzie was searching for some way to get into the riding pants.
The front of the britches was a complete flat panel with no
obvious flies. Lizzie moved her mouth close to Marie�s ear and
next thing the girl lifted her back up and I saw Lizzie�s hand
snake round the girls� waist and reach behind her. Marie lifted
her buttocks and I realised Lizzie had found a zipper in the back
of the breeches. She obviously had managed to open it because I
soon saw her peel the waist of the pants away from the girl� hip
and to my delight, she slowly rolled the front down the girl�s
hips and pushed then to her knees. I could see a matching color
of pink to the bra Marie wore, around the girl�s hips and I was
transfixed as Lizzie�s hand dove into the front of the pink
panties. I expected her to roll the garment down to the britches
around her knees but instead she clearly fingered the girl inside
her panties. For the next few minutes Lizzie worked her mouth on
the girl�s breasts, with one hand manipulating the nipples
alternately with her mouth, and occasionally she kissed the girl.
All the while slowly and rhythmically masturbating the girl with
her other hand. I found this whole scene extremely erotic and
titillating. My supposedly straight girlfriend was expertly
pleasuring this young teen. For Marie�s part, despite being half
turned away, I could tell she was more than engaged in what
Lizzie was doing to her. At then end of this ten minute all out
assault on the girl, Lizzie slowly disengaged her mouth from the
girl�s upper body and slowly she knelt across her, straddling her
legs. Marie adjusted her self fully onto her back and placed her
arms around Lizzie�s neck. Lizzie was now kneeling and I watched
as she now peeled the girls pink panties down her hips and
thighs, with Marie lifting her hips to allow the garment to clear
her buttocks. Lizzie said something I couldn�t hear and with that
she lowered her mouth to the girl�s sex. Marie spread her leg
nearest me and Lizzie stated to suck the girl with one hand
cupped between her legs under own her chin. Clearly she had
introduced one or more fingers into the girl�s vagina.

For the next few minutes I watched Lizzie crouched between
Marie�s legs, presumably working the girl�s labia and clitoris
with her lips and tongue, and fucking the girl internally with
her fingers. Marie had her hands clasped behind Lizzie�s neck and
very soon I noted the young girls slowly working her head back,
mouth open; and her hands were stroking Lizzie�s hair and neck
rhythmically. Soon I noted Marie�s fondling now took on a more
direct manipulating of Lizzie�s head and to my delight I heard
the younger girls start to cry out as Lizzie worked hard at her
sex and I could see Lizzie straining to jam her fingers into the
girls cunt. Marie was cumming. Wailing softly like a sobbing
child and her hips were arched up off the grass and her hands
pulling Lizzie�s head into her crotch. With what seemed like one
super effort she bucked her hips in one last jerk and collapsed
back on the grass, her hands sliding off Lizzie�s neck, falling
loosely at her sides. I could see the small breasts with the
taught nipples now that her forearms were not blocking my view. 
As Lizzie pulled back in satisfaction of a job well done, I
caught the tuft of light pubic hair on the girl�s pubis, and I
could just make out the hill of labia nearest me in the crease of
the girls thigh at the groin. Lizzie slowly turned like a lioness
that had just devoured her prey and looking directly at me, drew
her hand across her lips as if she had just eaten a delicious
meal and then rolled it one thumbs up in my direction. I was
floored. She knew I was there watching all along. Now the
concentration on the scene was reduced, I realised my heart was
pounding and I had been breathing heavily at this hot action. I
was aware that the ache in my loins was not from cramp from
crouching while I spied on the girls but the painful realisation
I was hard and my cock half doubled up inside my tight jeans.

I rose and felt the dizzy sensation of pins and needles in one
leg and I almost staggered towards the girls. Without a word I
arrived at the now kneeling Lizzie and without hesitation I
frantically tore my jeans open. She recoiled in surprise at first
but once she saw my cock which I had roughly hauled from my
pants, she smiled and took me in hand. She brushed her other hand
across the purple head, smearing the precum and slowly and
deliberately with the grin still on her lips, she took me into
her warm mouth. She began to fellate me with the practiced steady
flick stroke of her hand while hungrily devouring my cock as far
in at regular intervals. Then she would pull back a little and
suckle the head. Occasionally her technique saw her lift the cock
and run her tongue up under the shaft and then engulf the head
and pull it as deep into her throat as she dared. I said earlier
that we were a good sexual match. While her cunt was small in
comparison to my cock and we fitted nice and tightly, her mouth
was like a small bud and she always had difficulty taking more
than half my length. I stood as she worked me expertly and I
glanced down at the young girl�s naked sex, open and wet from
Lizzie�s handiwork. The dark aureole and her young nipples proud
on her small, somewhat immature teen breasts. I glanced at the
apparently dozing girl�s sweet face only to realise she wasn�t
dozing. She was lying with her lids half closed but clearly I
could see the eyes dancing inside her lids as she lay and watched
Lizzie give me a blow job. I glanced at Lizzie and motioned my
eyes towards Marie and Lizzie caught my meaning. She took her
head off my cock and turned and looked at the supine girl.
Holding my cock in one hand she reached down behind the girls
head and motioned for the girl to sit up. To my delight Lizzie
helped the kid sit upright, then reaching for me again she drew
the girls head to my cock. Marie had a worried look on her face
and looked questioningly at Lizzie.

�Go on sweetie. You can do it,� I heard Lizzie whisper.

Still looking at Lizzie for confirmation, Marie involuntarily
opened her mouth and Lizzie pulled me gently and I eased forward
and down slightly, and into the girl�s open mouth. This was
clearly a new experience for Marie and she struggled to get any
sort of rhythm going. The expert Lizzie saw this and I could hear
her coaxing the girl and she had taken the girls hand and warped
it around my cock in place of her own. Marie toiled valiantly
despite gasping and gurgling at the thick object in her mouth.
Lizzie was an expert at head and within a few minutes Marie was
into a more relaxed rhythm and she had stopped fighting the
intrusion in her mouth. She was growing more confident by the
minute and soon I was groaning and moaning with delight. I took
her face in my hands and guided her gently. Lizzie dropped back
and kneeling close by she watched Marie service my cock with her
mouth. All too soon I felt my second orgasm of the day start to
build. Lizzie was watching me as I lightly stroked my hands down
Maries face lovingly. As the sensation of orgasm approached I
gripped her head rather than stroking her face. Just as Marie had
clung to Lizzie when Lizzie was sucking her to her orgasm. Lizzie
recognized the sign in me and moved close to the girl and took
her shoulders. I couldn�t hear what Lizzie was softly crooning
encouragement to Marie yet I noted a few panic glances from Marie
to Lizzie and then at me.

I started to erupt and held Marie more firmly as she panicked and
attempted to twist away. Lizzie held the girls shoulders and for
the first time her speech was audible as she coached the girl to
�hang in there Marie� as I started cumming hard in the young
teen�s mouth. Her head forcefully held to my cock by my hands on
her head and her upper body held by Lizzie; and Marie was unable
to pull away. Her only course of action to attempt to break the
onslaught was to let my cock go and push at the front of my
abdomen as I jerked my cum into her mouth. She realised she
couldn�t disengage her mouth from my spurting cock so instead she
hung on stoically and soon I was coming down from the last
spurts. Finally the sensation became more than I could bear and I
pulled out with an audible popping noise from her mouth, she had
been sucking so hard to swallow what I was flooding her with. She
gasped and coughed and gurgled as she fought to gather her breath
and swallow the last residue of cum that was foreign and somewhat
overwhelming. Eventual she regained her composure as Lizzie now
held her close and I could hear Lizzie crooning congratulations
and encouragement to the young girl. Lizzie looked up at me and
winked and then went back to consoling Marie in case the girl
suffered any pangs of remorse at what had just happened.

At this point we all fell silent. I slowly flicked my cock in
front of the girl�s face, as an obscene acknowledgement I was
done,and tucked it back in my jeans. Lizzie stood, still naked at
the waist, and helped Marie to her feet. The younger girl was now
fully aware she was also naked at the waist and half turning from
my gaze, she rolled her panties back up over her hips and butt
and pulled her britches up. Lizzie stood by her side and turning
the girl, I heard her zip the britches closed. All the while the
girl was rearranging her bra over her breasts and snapping the
domes of the denim shirt closed, hiding her naked torso from
view. Lizzie stood and looked at us. I motioned to her nakedness
as if she too could cover herself and I noted it was with some
show of disappointment on her part that she bent and picked up
her panties and rolled them on. She then stooped and gathered up
her jeans and they were soon tightly wrapped on her shapely form.
She sat down and I watched as she methodically undid the laces on
her trainers. She had kicked these off without untying the laces
in her haste to get naked before we had sex. She restored each
shoe to her feet in turn, tying a double knot in the long laces.
Marie stared at Lizzie. I felt she was too embarrassed to look at
me. Lizzie patted beside her in a motion to sit and the young
girl sat down. I sank to my knees in front of them and looked at
the two girls. Marie had no option but to look at me directly and
she did so nervously. Lizzie spoke first.

�That was really hot� she said. �You were great Marie.�

Marie said nothing

�You OK kid?� she asked and rubbed the girls forearm
reassuringly.

�Yep, yep� was all Marie replied and nodded in support of her
answer.

�You�ve had that done to you before haven�t you?� Lizzie asked
looking at Marie.

Marie glanced at me. Lizzie chuckled.

�No. I don�t mean you�ve sucked a cock before. It was pretty
evident that you hadn�t,� she laughed. �And by the way you did
really well for a first time. I went weeks before I had the
courage to take it in and swallow everything. Many days with
dribbles of goop on my face, in my hair, on my hand and clothes.
You did really well,� she crooned shaking the girls arm
positively.

Marie looked at me for my reaction.

�You were dynamite sweetheart. Absolute dynamite and I agree with
Lizzie you did really well being this was your first time,� I
answered encouragingly.

She blushed and giggled nervously and gave a little nod of
appreciation at our praise.

�It was hard. I didn�t know what to do. Well I mean I knew what
to do but not how to do it properly,� she explained and used her
hands to emphasize her words.

�No you were just fine,� I reiterated to the girl.

�But back to what I really meant,� Lizzie said looking at the
girl. �I wasn�t the first person to go down on you was I?� she
continued.

Marie looked quickly at me as if I shouldn�t be in this
conversation then looked back to Lizzie as if seeking reassurance
that I could be in this discussion.

�It�s alright honey. Stuie has one of the best tongues I�ve ever
known. He knows about girl stuff because girls like boys who do
good girl stuff too,� she said reassuringly. �So who did your
girls stuff with you sweetie?�

Marie seemed to take a deep breath and then admitted she was more
than familiar with having oral sex performed on her. Without
identifying her female lover, and as it turns out her only lover
to date, she said she had also performed cunnilingus on her
partner as well. When Lizzie pressed her to get some perspective
on this woman or girl, Marie flatly refused to provide details
that might allow us to identify the person. Even when Lizzie
explained we did not know anyone she was likely to identify,
Marie held firm. All we knew was it happened not long after her
twelfth birthday and had been regular event up until a few months
back when the person moved on. Today was her first encounter
since that time.

�How old are you now?� Lizzie asked.

�I was fourteen last month,� she answered.

�Have you ever been with a boy or man sweetie,� Lizzie inquired
politely.

Marie shook her head.

�No boyfriend?� Lizzie said leaning in and smiling at her as if
to coax out a secret admission.

Marie laughed and shook her head.

�No boyfriend. Just lots of silly boys making crude comments and
suggestions at me,� she laughed.

�Oh don�t mind that. They all do that. But occasionally you find
a really good one,� Lizzie laughed and made a point of looking at
me.

Marie then looked around in alarm.

�Shit. Sapphire. My horse. I left her,� she gasped and put her
hand to her head as a sign of alarm.

�Don�t worry Marie. I took care of her. She�s over there,� I said
pointing to the opposite direction to where Marie had turned.

She turned quickly and looked in the direction I had pointed and
without a further word she quickly jumped up and stalked off
through the grass. I motioned Lizzie to follow and we hurried
after Marie. By the time we caught up to her she was standing
patting the hose and talking to it as if apologizing for
abandoning the mare. As we neared she had one foot in a stirrup
and quickly drew herself up onto the animal. We arrived and stood
either side of the horse�s neck.

�Well I better get going,� she said. �My fabulous friends will be
back at Stonebrook and tattling on me.�

Lizzie and I looked at each other in alarm. Did the other two
know what went down between us and maybe what we had involved
Marie with? Marie read our thoughts.

�Don�t worry. We had fallen out before I came across you guys
again. They are pissed I wouldn�t return with them.� she said.
We�re not allowed to go off on our own, you know,� she added.

�In case some rotten bastard catches you and rapes you,� Lizzie
added wryly with a grin.

Marie looked at her and then at me and back at Lizzie and burst
out laughing.

�Yes exactly,� she said. �In case some pervert does unspeakable
things to me,� she added chuckling.

She saw the irony of what she had just willingly participated in
with respect to the safety message she had obviously been given
while out riding. Teenage girls on horseback definitely were an
erotic beacon to less than savory men. Or as it turned out, woman
for that matter.

�The point about being unspeakable,� I said in a measured tone.
�You will be unspeakable about this afternoon won�t you Marie?�

Lizzie looked at me as if to say �good point.�

�Yep�yep. It�s cool. I won�t say anything. You won�t will you?�
she asked as an afterthought.

�Our secret sweetie,� Lizzie said. �All of us; our secret.�

�That�s cool,� she said. �Well I better get on now, before the
posse comes looking for me.�

She turned the horse gently so as not to knock me over as she
turned towards my side. I stepped aside and she started to urge
the horse back towards the trail.

She turned in the saddle and looked at us with a quizzical look
on her face.

�Will you be back her again next Sunday?� she asked expectantly.

Yee ha, yippee-ki-yay. My heart sang.

�Of course we will be,� Lizzie and I chorused.

Marie smile broadly and nodded her appreciation of the fact and
turned, and urging Sapphire, moved off down the path.

�I�d best get some condoms and some lube,� I said as I gazed
after the retreating beauty on horseback.

Lizzie rapped me on the arm with the back of a hand.

�Dirty bastartd. But you won�t need lube sweetie because we have
my mouth,� she crooned and poking her tongue at me and started to
run away back along the path.

I laughed at her and muttered �bitch� and took off to catch her.
As we drove away from the recreational area I turned and looked
at Lizzie.

�That wasn�t a make-it-up-as-you-go effort with Lizzie,� I said
narrowing my eyes at her. �Where did you learn those girl-girl
moves from?�

She grinned enigmatically at me then looked ahead with a smug
look on her face.

�It�ll all in the YY chromosomes sweetie,� she said and chuckled
softly.

I looked at her, trying to fathom the meaning. I gave up
wondering and turned my eyes back to the road. This had been one
hell of an afternoon. Usually I had no time for horses. Now I
could easily join the horsey set.

The End



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