Post by Azza ( AB ) on Jul 11, 2014 11:15:26 GMT 10
Well we finally parted company, I remember when I first laid eyes on her, she was better in the flesh than the photos of her and her twin that I was obsessed with on the net. At first it was her twin that caught my eye with her dark looks but when I saw her in the flesh standing next to her twin it was lust at first site and I wanted nothing more than to ride her as my hands caressed her perfect lines.
I rolled on the charm and convinced her to come home with me. It’s hard to portray the anticipation I felt as I gently lifted my leg and slid it across her well rounded rear trying to hide the eagerness I felt as I slid into her for that first ride. Being our first time together I took it slowly at first, pushing gently to see what she would let me get away with. As we got to know one another and the trust built I found that she liked to be ridden harder and harder. We would ride hard almost every morning with her bellowing waking the whole neighbourhood as I give it to her.
My enthusiasm for riding hard out striped my girls abilities and my eye started to wander until I found myself trolling the net looking at pictures of new models I wanted to ride. I found myself dreaming about riding her elder sister or dare to dream her big sister. One day I was lucky enough to ride a sporty little number and even though she was great fun for a quick hard ride she wasn’t the sort I could settle down with.
Then one day I saw the picture of my fantasy ride and just had to try her. She was bigger than the girl I had but all mussel with lines that pull stares and comments from strangers of both sexes.
Now this baby I had my eye on lived interstate but she was worth the trip. I remember when I saw her up close for the first time it was early morning and she was sparkling in the crisp morning light, I reached out and let my fingers trace lightly across the rise and curve of her midsection and dared to let them linger all the way to her tight rear. I moved around to her left and reached under her perfect body and gently let my fingers bring her to life with a gentle twist. I listened to her purr and watched her sweet breath fog on the cool morning air. I let her warm up to what was about to happen using my hand to incite a few small gurgles out of her as we got closer to the moment I was going to mount her. I reached out and grabbed her firmly as I quickly slid my leg across her perfect tail and inserted myself into her welcoming saddle. I eased her along building the speed as we became familiar with each other and I just knew this was going be a permanent thing.
Me and Suzi now live together back in QLD and I ride her twice a day, I look forward to climbing on and giving it to her and the harder I go the more she wants. Sometimes my wife likes to ride Suzi with me, she holds me tight and urges me to give to her until we are both grinning as Suzi hums away between our legs.
I don’t blame my first ride for moving on to a new partner as she was spending a lot of time just sitting around waiting for me to give her some attention. Don’t get me wrong I still loved her and even rode her a couple of time to keep her juices flowing, but alas I must admit when riding her I was thinking of Suzi. I am sure she will be happy with her new partner, and maybe her new female rider will be content to ride her gently and take it slowly with her at first.
Last night I picked up a little Jap ride for some weekend fun in the bush, now I have it on good authority that this babe loves to go hard and get dirty.
For now I am content with Suzi (and my dirty ride) but sometimes I wonder about those big American girls I see around and wonder how they would feel under me.
Azza
I rolled on the charm and convinced her to come home with me. It’s hard to portray the anticipation I felt as I gently lifted my leg and slid it across her well rounded rear trying to hide the eagerness I felt as I slid into her for that first ride. Being our first time together I took it slowly at first, pushing gently to see what she would let me get away with. As we got to know one another and the trust built I found that she liked to be ridden harder and harder. We would ride hard almost every morning with her bellowing waking the whole neighbourhood as I give it to her.
My enthusiasm for riding hard out striped my girls abilities and my eye started to wander until I found myself trolling the net looking at pictures of new models I wanted to ride. I found myself dreaming about riding her elder sister or dare to dream her big sister. One day I was lucky enough to ride a sporty little number and even though she was great fun for a quick hard ride she wasn’t the sort I could settle down with.
Then one day I saw the picture of my fantasy ride and just had to try her. She was bigger than the girl I had but all mussel with lines that pull stares and comments from strangers of both sexes.
Now this baby I had my eye on lived interstate but she was worth the trip. I remember when I saw her up close for the first time it was early morning and she was sparkling in the crisp morning light, I reached out and let my fingers trace lightly across the rise and curve of her midsection and dared to let them linger all the way to her tight rear. I moved around to her left and reached under her perfect body and gently let my fingers bring her to life with a gentle twist. I listened to her purr and watched her sweet breath fog on the cool morning air. I let her warm up to what was about to happen using my hand to incite a few small gurgles out of her as we got closer to the moment I was going to mount her. I reached out and grabbed her firmly as I quickly slid my leg across her perfect tail and inserted myself into her welcoming saddle. I eased her along building the speed as we became familiar with each other and I just knew this was going be a permanent thing.
Me and Suzi now live together back in QLD and I ride her twice a day, I look forward to climbing on and giving it to her and the harder I go the more she wants. Sometimes my wife likes to ride Suzi with me, she holds me tight and urges me to give to her until we are both grinning as Suzi hums away between our legs.
I don’t blame my first ride for moving on to a new partner as she was spending a lot of time just sitting around waiting for me to give her some attention. Don’t get me wrong I still loved her and even rode her a couple of time to keep her juices flowing, but alas I must admit when riding her I was thinking of Suzi. I am sure she will be happy with her new partner, and maybe her new female rider will be content to ride her gently and take it slowly with her at first.
Last night I picked up a little Jap ride for some weekend fun in the bush, now I have it on good authority that this babe loves to go hard and get dirty.
For now I am content with Suzi (and my dirty ride) but sometimes I wonder about those big American girls I see around and wonder how they would feel under me.
Azza