("`-''-/").___..--''"`-._ `6_ 6 ) `-. ( ).`-.__.`) (_Y_.)' ._ ) `._ `. ``-..-' _..`--'_..-_/ /--'_.' ,' (((' (((-((('' (((( K R I S T E N' S C O L L E C T I O N _________________________________________ WARNING! This text file contains sexually explicit material. If you do not wish to read this type of literature, or you are under age, PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!! _________________________________________ Scroll down to view text -------------------------------------------------------- This work is copyrighted to the author © 2006. Please don't remove the author information or make any changes to this story. You may post freely to non-commercial "free" sites, or in the "free" area of commercial sites. Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- The Riding Academy by H.R. HackandSlash (h_r_hackandslash@yahoo.com) *** An adventure of young ladies and the horses they ride, presented in small bits and bytes. (gg/beast) *** Author note: The following reflects nothing that resembles real life, just a fantasy with input from several individual over the years, and that I have perused at asstr.org. Kudos goes to Pammy, Marilyn and Jenny for keeping the idea alive and thanks for your input and thoughts, you ladies kept it real. Dedicated to the memory of PSP (1961-2004), "If you talk, I listen, if you dream, I am there." Chapter 1 - Discovery Karen Wilson discovered excitement accidentally, the 12 year old riding atop her horse, Stanley, a fine black Arabian 10 hands high, and her a young lady of the saddle. The faster she rode her middle on the saddle, the faster her young hairless mons was excited...something different, excitement, rubbing against the saddle horn.... Her red hair flew as she said, "Giddieup Stan..." faster her jean covered crotch rubbed the horn...her young mind agog at the feelings coursing though her...faster and faster. Something happened, lights burst, her crotch wet and sticky. At the creek that bordered Becky Johnson's ranch, her good friend, Stanley stopped, to drink and Karen almost fell off the saddle, in a tizzy, a first orgasm, unknown to her. "Wow, that is better than sitting on a basketball," Karen thought. Then she saw Stanley's member, all 16 inches of it, out of its sheath. Another thought coursed her suddenly sexual being. That is, like a doggy doing another, being hard like that. Her first orgasm rush, and the sudden knowledge. "Poor Stanley, I made you excited." Her eyes burned at the sight of the horse's cock. Karen's middle began to itch again, and unconsciously began to frig her young clit. Up and down, her first manual masturbation... seeing her horse's dick and then thinking of her friend Becky, all the times they had had, and her, the last time at a sleep over, kissing for fun, making fun of boys, and then just lying together. Thinking that Becky was cute...the dreams of riding together and maybe feeling each other up, consumed her mind as her finger rubbed, and then caught up again..."OH, OH, Oh Becky" as she stared at Stan's cock ...wanting suddenly to grab it. Taking her hand out of her shorts, finding herself by the creek bank, all aware of her surroundings. "Wow, I need to get back and tell Becky." Unsteadily, the young girl re-mounted, heels to her horse. "CHK CHK, lets go Stan... Home Boy!!!" And they flew, hair streaming, the horse and the girl, back to the house...and Karen's young nethers rubbed every inch of the way to the barn... excited! ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Directory 47