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By *amesB66 OP Man
1 day ago
St Peter Port |
As Fliss showered, she tried to rid the memory of Gareth from her mind, under whelmed by the sex and furious about his behaviour afterwards.
Dressing casually for the remains of the day, she went into the family garage to check on the bike she'd last ridden over a year previously.
Fortunately the garage was bone dry and save for a little dust and tyres that needed inflating, her bike still functioned well.
"Maybe I'll visit Jack, the farmer, tomorrow?" she thought, "I know he couldn't take his eyes off my tits!"
Tomorrow came and brought with it blue skies and a warm, light breeze. Perfect cycling weather.
Fliss dressed in cropped jeans for shorts and a plain white vest T, showing off her ample chest to perfection.
Hair pulled into a pony tail and a dash of red lippy, completed the look.
With a shout to her mum that she was going out and she was off, heading out of town, through the quiet country lanes towards Jack's farm.
Not having thought things through properly, she had no idea where he would be on the 40 acre property and felt a little deflated, when as she cycled into the farm yard, the tractor she had ridden in the day before, was missing.
Jack's mother, however, was sitting outside once again and pointed out to one field, in the distance, where she thought her son might be, tending to the stallion he owned.
Leaving her bike in the yard, she headed off on foot to the field in question, where she could see Jack, leading a horse back towards the yard.
The closer the horse got to her, the more impressive it became, huge in size, with muscles rippling and a wonderful sheen to its coat.
"Hello Fliss" Jack beamed, "I'm just going to give Chaz a wash and clean, as he's due to cover a mare this afternoon. Like to watch?"
Fliss had no idea what the term 'cover' meant, but thought that as a mare was mentioned, it might be sex and of course she was correct.
Chaz was the perfect gentleman and stood quietly as Jack washed him all over, encouraging Fliss to help with the easy to reach flanks, guiding her hands to teach her how to groom him afterwards.
He then brought a fresh bucket of warm soapy water out and reached underneath Chaz to hold onto his enormous penis.
"Don't worry, Fliss. You have to clean under the foreskin to help prevent infection" he went on, as he slid the foreskin back and began gently soaping his stallion's cock.
By now, Fliss's nipples were rock hard and she was feeling extremely horny as she watched Jack work, totally professionally, before finally asking Fliss if she'd like to try.
Not knowing whether she was being teased or not, she looked into Jack's eyes and saw a slight twinkle, so took the cup of warm water that he offered her and poured it over Chaz's cock, washing the soapy suds away, before pulling his foreskin back over his glans and smiling at Jack.
"Good work Fliss, you have to be gentle with that job. Let's get your hands washed in the stables".
With that he lead her into the back of the stables to the tack room and the heady aroma of leather and saddle soap.
Saddles,bridles, reins, different types of bits and ropes of all manners, lined the walls and the smell was almost intoxicating. Fliss's love of leather and her subsequent bondage fetish, would begin at this point.
Showing Fliss where to wash her hands, Jack warned her too late about the temperamental hot tap, which spurted into life, leaving her white vest sodden...and see through.
It was only as she turned around, Jack noticed and stepped towards her. |
