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Saddle Club: More than best friends	By : dcharmed Category: S through Z > Saddle Club Series Views: 8524 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: 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.

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Author's Note: Found this chapter i had written years ago, have decided to continue, starts off very slow but will hopefully pick up pace.

Chapter 1:

Carole had just arrived after a long hack on her best buddy Starlight. The pair had put up a good workout, and were quite sweaty, needy of a nice break. She led her four-legged friend into his stall and went off in search of a tap to fill his bucket. When she was sure her horse had sufficient water, she slumped down onto the bed of straw that filled his stall. She had had a long ride, and the constant friction between her legs and the saddle had given her a wonderful sensation, yet left her needy for release. As she gently strummed her fingers across her groin, her heart leapt at the prospect of unbearing this needy load. She stood up to look past the stall walls and into the hallway. Being quite late, the stable was all but empty, leaving Carole with the job to lock up…. and maybe she could be able to release in peace. She quickly fell back down into the straw and unzipped her purple jodhpurs. She slid her fingers past the waistband of her lacy black panties and began to stroke her nether lips, lightly coated in black hair. She leaned her head back against the wall and sighed. She had just discovered the joy of masturbation a few weeks ago, and since, has done so at any chance she got.

It all began a few weeks ago, she had just gotten back from school to an empty house, her father must be working late again. She decided she’d have a nice warm shower to soothe herself from the hectic day. She dropped her bag by the hall and marched her way to her shower and adjacent room. As she stepped onto the tiled floor she began to disrobe, she quickly untied her sneakers, whilst she hummed an unknown tune. She daintily slid off her socks, giving them a wild fling off her wrists. She began to dance to the magical beat in her head, as she undid the button on her jeans and began to push them down her sexy swaying, hips to reveal her chocolate thighs. She grabbed the hem of her pink blouse and pulled it over her head, revealing her budding breasts in a black, frilly bra. She was now at a 18B cup, which was huge considering her age, and earned her glances from the boys in her class. She began to dance enticingly, her ass moving in a way that would turn any man on, had anyone been watching. She reached back to the snap of her bra and fluidly slid it off her chest, revealing her pert breasts, capped by two, dollar sized, chocolate areola, her nipples standing at attention from the cool air. She gave them a quick pinch and slid her hands to her thighs, all the while swaying to the music. Her fingers slid up and down her smooth thighs to the waistband of her lacy panties. She toyed with it for a second before hooking her fingers behind it, and sashaying it down her legs. She kicked it of her foot and stood up, her pussy in clear view. She had begun to sprout hair there a few years back, and since, developed a nice, light coat of dark hair. She hopped into the shower, turning on the pressure. Her muscles began to relax after the tiresome day, as the hot water flowed over her naked body. She stretched her arms in front of her, the water poured through the valley of her breasts like a funnel, rivulets flowing over the contours of her body. She picked up her loofah and began to lather it up, all the while humming that unknown tune. She began to soap her body, sliding the rough sponge over toned thighs, leaving a nice trail of soapsuds. She bent down further to reach her ankles, her breasts hanging like pendulums from the action. She let out a slight giggle as she tickled the balls of her feet with the sponge. She stood up again, rubbing the loof over her taut stomach, steadily climbing to her twin peaks. She slid under, then over the valley of her breasts, dipping in then to her pointy nipples, at full attention from the cool water and ministrations to her breasts. When her breasts were sufficiently lathered, she slid the fabric back down in between her thighs; she had recently begun to enjoy soaping that part of her body up. As she slid the rough fabric over her lips, she began to get a tingling sensation, as if trying on new shoes, or biting into warm chocolate cake. As she rubbed harder, her breath became labored, as she panted faster. She discarded of the loofah and replaced it with her hands, cupping her private region, feeling its burning warmth. She slid a delicate finger, tracing her lips, a slight shudder swept over her as it slid back down. She then used two fingers to press down on her lips, rubbing at an increasing pace, going faster and faster, soon she was in threat of setting her pussy on fire, which she felt it already was. A moan crept out of her mouth as a trickle of cream began to seep out of her puss; she slumped to the tiled floor of the shower, her fingers never stopping their ministrations. Her nipples ached as she reached up and grabbed one, trying to squeeze the aching feeling out of her. She moaned again, sounding hoarser and more of a grunt. The shower stream fell in direct path to her pussy and blurring fingers, adding to the excitement. Her moans were incessant now, as she imagined James, a cute boy in her class who had given her a shudder whenever he was nearby. She imagined he was doing this to her, making her feel so good. Her chest was heaving; she felt it was close, …… what?, she didn’t know, but she knew it would feel good. She fell forward, pushing one hand out to support her, as the other never stopped flying across the face of her pussy. Every now and then, her fingers would dip past the lips, shaking her body whenever it did. The shower stream beat against her upturned ass, as her moans turned into shrieks, filling the corners of the house. She felt it, she was getting close, her hips began to shake, humping at the moving fingers, this was it, she was about to…..

“NEEEEEIIIGH!” came her horse’s whinny, shaking her out of her dream.
She groaned in frustration, she was so close!
Her horse nudged, her, finished with his drink, he was waiting for a nice meal to follow it up. Though frustrated, she couldn’t stay mad at her horse, “Alright, alright, I’ll go get you some food.” She stood up and headed for the feed buckets, her jodhpurs still unbuckled

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