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Saddle Club: More than best friends
By : dcharmed
Category: S through Z > Saddle Club Series
Views: 8525 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0Disclaimer: I do not own the Saddle Club and make no money from these writings. All charecters are of legal age in this work of fiction. - Chapter List
Chapter 5:
(Stevie’s POV)
Everything was a complete shambles, could things get any worse. School was getting busier by the moment and was cutting into Stevie time, this was unacceptable, not that her free time was spent valuably anyway. Her best friend refused to even speak with her since the ‘incident,’ not that she could blame her. It didn’t help that she caught Stevie frequently staring at her, making her cringe inside. However, she couldn’t help it, since that afternoon Stevie couldn’t get the mental image her elaborate mind had conjured of a very naked and sweaty Carole bouncing off the walls of the tiny cubicle, hair flapping around erratically with a 12inch long black vibrator the size of a jumping pole impaled into her spasming being. Stevie couldn’t help but giggle at the comical concept she kept envisioning, it was so outlandish… yet why couldn’t she stop imagining it? And why was glee not the only emotion she felt when she picturing it?
Things were very strange indeed. She didn’t have time to analyze her concerns though, being as she was late for their riding lesson… again.
Max had put them through a tough ‘warm up,’ well that was the ridiculous umbrella term he used anyway, now he was setting us out individually over a tough jumping course he had set up. It was one of his more difficult ones, the number of double oxes and changing widths of the jumps and many could often distract the horses, and even their owners, for Carole was attempting the course. Like any good friend, Stevie watched Carole’s prowess as she made her way through the trail. She was really quite good, Stevie admitted, not for the first time. Her technique was flawless, before approaching the next jump her strong, energetic haunches would tense, clenching her tight buttocks which would raise high in the air, as if mooning her unknown, yet lucky competitors, she would bend her upper body low, all but streamlining herself for the approaching jump if it not for her large dangling breasts refusing to follow suit.
Stevie had the feeling again, that twinge of…. Something that she felt whenever she ‘remembered’ catching Carole in the bathroom. What was wrong? She was just one rider complimenting another’s technique, with perhaps just a few too many adjectives. Her internal debate was cut short as she saw Carole turn the bend; she had developed a fine sheen of sweat, making her flawless ebony skin glisten in the afternoon rays. A lock of curly dark hair waved enticingly from under her hardhat, as if calling her to attention. However this was overshadowed by the soaring masses below, which, Stevie noticed with a thrill of excitement were bounding all over her chest. Carole it seemed had fortunately forgotten to wear a bra today! Wait, what do I mean by fortunately? She had no time to contemplate that as she was drawn back into the hypnotic, pendulum like motion of Carole’s tits, swaying up and down, down and up, her polo shirt failing dismally at disciplining the floating orbs. Two proud nipples stuck out far, probably woken by all the movement and excitement. They were not the only ones.
Stevie was once again shaken out of her reverie, it seems that at some point during her daydream Carole had finished the course, and Max had called for her to go next. Shaking her head Stevie approached the course, imagining double jumps as flapping tits, unable to shepherd the visions out of her head, and knocked straight through the first jump.
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