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thecoldplace
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Another great chapter Owlman, I certainly really like the fact that it's the girl that calls the shots, and is horny and turned on by the various situations you create!
For me it's all about the socks, not getting them shitty, just wet and cummed on, especially sock jobs and massive and multiple loads, but that's just me! Fabulous writing and style.
owlman
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THE RIDER WHO WOULDN'T PART THREE, LAURA'S DILEMMA!

A cloud covered the sun and the breeze became a little chilly, Laura awakened with a start, looking around her she realised that she was still lying in the field, alongside her was the man she'd been having kinky sex with earlier, Mike, she looked at her watch, almost five, the others would be back any time now, she leapt to her feet, “wake up, we have to go” she said, giving him a gentle tap with her booted foot.
She looked down at her leg, apart from the boot it was bare, she saw her skimpy red bikini bottoms on the ground and remembered, apart from her boots she was totally naked!, 'Oh my god' she thought, suddenly remembering that her bra and blouse were hanging in her stable, right at the front of the yard.
She kicked off her boots and grabbed her panties, she put them on followed by her jodhpurs which thankfully were now dry, she slipped her boots back on, “Mike Mike, hurry, they'll be back anytime now”. He leapt to his feet and dressed in minutes before they made their way back to the stable, luckily there was nobody else around and they were able to get in without being seen, once inside she hurriedly put on her red bikini bra, followed by her crisp white blouse, she was anxious to leave before anyone else arrived and saw her in her clearly visible red underwear.
Mike jumped on the motorbike and started the engine, Laura opened the gate and he rode out, she closed it behind him and jumped on the back of the bike, they quickly rode off down the lane, it wasn't a moment too soon, as a couple of minutes later the first of the horseboxes rolled back into the yard, they'd barely managed to get out unseen!
They began to see a lot more of each other, the only problem being Mikes biker friends, they'd begun to notice he was spending less time at the clubhouse and were beginning to ask questions, eventually he had no option but to admit he was seeing a girl, and that the girl was Laura, this caused a fair bit of bad feeling within the group, they had a share and share alike policy, and Mike hadn't shared Laura with any of them!
A couple of weeks later at the monthly biker club meeting things came to a head, several of the members had seen the two of them out together and began to feel rather jealous that he was undoubtedly not only being seen around town with her, but sampling her charms on a regular basis, under the club rules any member who had a girlfriend was, if asked, obliged to share her with other members of the club if they asked, and after what they'd seen at the club that day, well, they all wanted a bit of what he was getting.
Mike however wasn't too keen on this, he'd had other women and a couple of the lads had taken a turn with them and it hadn't bothered him, this time however was different, he didn't want to share her with anyone, and it was going to cause problems, big problems.
If, as he'd made abundantly clear he wasn't going to share Laura, then he'd have to leave the club, but to leave the club you had to fight each member of the club in turn, if this didn't persuade you to leave then you'd have the bruises for several weeks to remember it by, it was something that had to be done, however when he explained it to Laura, she wasn't happy, she had other plans!
The following day she drove over to the equestrian store to make some purchases, she had decided to do something and when it was done she didn't want anything to remind her of it, hence her going shopping.
She bought a cheap white blouse, the cheapest pair of white jodhpurs available, and some cheap rubber riding boots, not the type of stuff she'd normally wear, but she was only planning on wearing it once, next she popped into the local supermarket and in the clothing section she found a very snug fitting lime green bikini, it was only a few pounds and although not something she'd normally wear it would do for what she had in mind.
On Thursday night she went for a drink with Mike and asked him to go into the city the following day to pick up some clothes she'd ordered, “there's an adult store nearby, perhaps you'd like to pop in and see if there's anything you'd like to see me in” she suggested, knowing that this would keep him busy for the full day. She said goodnight and went home and straight to bed.
The following morning she got up, had a shower and began to dress, the bikini went on first, it was very tight and very thin, it left little to the imagination, next came the blouse, then the jodhpurs, finally the long black rubber boots, from experience she knew her feet would sweat badly and was glad they had a fabric lining. She did her hair and applied her make-up, she looked at herself in the mirror, her underwear clearly visible beneath the white clothing, she was surprised at just how cheap and slutty she looked, perfect.
She got into her car and drove to the biker club, as usual there were plenty of bikes parked outside, she stepped out of the car, took a deep breath and walked into the clubhouse, her boot heels made a thudding sound on the wooden floor, everyone turned to look at her, they knew who she was and in seconds she was surrounded by the men.
Laura asked for a pint of beer, took a long swallow from it, then spoke, “right, you know mike wants to leave the group and I know why, so here's the deal, I'll do whatever you want and you just forget about him, deal?”. A large man stepped forward, reached out and took hold of Laura's left breast and squeezed it roughly, he then grabbed her roughly between the legs making her jump, “ok, you do whatever we want and we forget about Mike, deal” she nodded, “ok lets get it over with then” she replied, suddenly not feeling sure she'd done the right thing, still it was too late to back out now.
“finish your beer” the big man ordered, she gulped it down and he handed her a large glass of bourbon, “drink it, you'll need it” she gulped it down only to be handed another, her head began to spin slightly, “now drink this” he ordered, to Laura's relief it was only a pint glass of water, but it was ice cold, she downed it, then a second, then she felt a familiar pressure in her bladder, she needed the bathroom, she tried not to squirm and tried discretely to cross her legs, it didn't go un-noticed!
The big fella smiled, “good, now we're getting somewhere” , Picking her up he placed Laura on the bar, “stand up” he told her, she stood up and crossed her legs slightly, “and spread those legs, wide” he growled, she did as she was told an felt herself start to shake, 'ooh I really need a wee', she thought to herself. The man smiled when he saw this, “yeah, all part of the plan, a lot of us want to see you piss yourself” he said grinning at her, several of the group grunted in agreement.
Standing there as the men stared at her only made the urge worse, “ooh I really do need a wee” she whimpered, “well better do it” the man replied, Laura relaxed and felt the warmth as piss began to trickle into her pants, then down the legs of her jodhpurs, it began to trickle into her boots, “good, pretty soon we can get on with the next bit” he leered. Laura lost concentration, she'd been trying to let it out slowly, but now it began to pour out, her jodhpurs were soaked, and her feet made squelching noises in her boots, he bladder was now empty, the man smiled and told her to turn around and bend over, her bright green bikini pants clearly visible beneath the soaking wet white jodhpurs, cheers erupted from the men.
She was lifted of the bar and handed another bourbon, “drink this and then we'll get started, that was only the begining” he told her, she downed it in one and stood waiting to see what would happen next, she didn't have to wait long. Taking hold of the front of her blouse he gave a sharp tug. Buttons flew in all directions, much to the approval of the spectators, “take that off” he ordered, she hurriedly removed it and dropped it on the table, he took hold of the bikini top and tore that of too, the spectators cheered, he grabbed her tits and squeezed them roughly, “lovely little tits, and such pretty nipples” he jeered, rubbing her left nipple roughly between his finger and thumb, it hurt a little and she winced, “you'll do more than that when we're through with you missy” he said menacingly, Laura had a feeling he meant it.
He ordered her to kneel down in front of him, took out his cock and told her to wank him off, as he was about to cum he shot his load all over her hair, it dripped down onto her forehead and began to run down her face, “clean it” he ordered, she knew exactly what he meant and began to lick the final traces of cum as it dripped from his cock, he grabbed her hair and ordered her to open her mouth, then rammed his cock inside and began to face fuck her, the group cheered, this continued for several minutes before he shot his load, he pushed his cock as far in as it could go, “swallow it bitch” he ordered, Laura did as she was told, finally he removed his cock and whipped it across her face, smearing her lipstick everywhere, the men were loving it.
Before she had chance to recover he ordered all the men to form a circle around her, she cringed as they all took out their cocks and began to wank furiously, one by one they shot their loads all over her, she was covered in it, her hair, her face, her back, her chest, everywhere, she shuddered as a particularly large load slid down her back, it made it's way ever lower, finally it ran ito her jodhpurs and down her ass crack, more ran down her chest and dripped off her nipples.
Just as she thought it was over she felt something else warm hitting her shoulders and running down her back, one of the men was pissing on her, pretty soon they all joined in, she was soaked from head to toe, hair, jodhpurs, boots, the lot, the men found this highly amusing and howled with laughter.
she was dragged to her feet and ordered to take down her jodhpurs, she undid them and bent down to remove her boots, “they can stay on, just get those pants down” he snarled, she dragged them down as far as they'd go, then she was bent over the table, her hands held by two of the men, she was going nowhere. She felt her panties being roughly pulled to one side and then a mans cock being pushed deep inside her, it hammered away for several minutes, then she felt it being pulled out, to her horror it then began to probe at her anus, she didn't know whether to relax and lt it in, or tense up and try and keep it out, a sharp slap to her thigh made her mind up for her, she relaxed as the cock burrowed deep inside her tight little arse, it pumped away for a few minutes then stopped, “ if you want it out, all you have to do is push it out, anytime you want, it's that easy” he laughed.
Laura gave a gentle push nothing happened, she tried again, still nothing, well, not that you could see anyway, he could feel the pressure building against the tip of his cock as her shit began to build up behind it, “go on, push” the man ordered, Laura gave a firm push deep into her bottom, he pulled his cock out and there was a loud crackling sound as two days worth of firm shit poured into her bikini pants, causing them to sag massively, he roared with laughter.
Although she felt humiliated at having soiled her pants, Laura thought that would be the end of her ordeal, but she was about to find out that it wasn't. She was hauled to her feet her panties sagged so much that they threatened to slide down her shapely thighs, “pull your pants up” the man ordered, thinking it was all about to end Laura pulled up the snug fitting white jodhpurs, they pushed the soft warm load firmly against her bottom and although it didn't feel too nice she was relieved to have them back on again, the relief didn't last however.
The man ordered her to turn around, he whistled softly to himself as he saw the large bulge in the rear of her jodhpurs and couldn't resist reaching out and feeling it, it felt soft, warm and very squishy under his hand and he spent a few moments massaging it into her arse, “good, now face me and sit on the table” she turned and placed her shapely rear on the end of the table, the load squashed even more, and began to push through her lime green bikini, staining her already rather grubby white jodhpurs!
“are you sure you want to continue?” he asked Laura, she nodded, feeling the load in her pants she felt that surely there couldn't be that much more they could do to her. “good, then lie back, it'll all be over in another ten minutes” . She laid back on the table, “you must really love him to put yourself through all this” said the ringleader as he produced a sharp looking knife from his pocket, “what's that for?” gasped Laura, panicking a little, “don't worry, as I said, it'll be over soon” he replied as he bent down and began to slit open the crotch of her tight jodhpurs, the knife penetrated the material with ease and in seconds there was a four inch slit directly over her crotch, he slipped a finger inside and massaged her sopping cunt over the soaking lime green panties.
One of the men took hold of her hands and held them above her head, her booted feet dangled inches from the floor. Meanwhile the others began to line up in front of her, the leader nodded and the first one stepped forward, pulled her panties to one side and rammed his cock roughly inside her, he made several thrusts then groaned as he emtied his load deep inside her wet cunt, he was quickly replaced by another and then another. Laura, glanced sideways at the line of men, each had his cock in his hand and was wanking slowly, so that was how they were cumming so quickly.
Eventually all the men had been through her, all except one, he came over and she noticed he hadn't been wanking himself in preparation unlike the rest of them. He undid his pants and she gasped as he took out his massive cock, 'my god, he's hung like a horse' thought Laura. He pulled her panties roughly to one side and put the tip of his massive cock against her sopping cum filled hole, then he grabbed hold of her booted legs and pulled them upwards, there was no gentleness in his actions, he was almost brutal, finally he gripped her boots firmly and pulled her legs backwards, she yelped as she slid forward, ramming his cock deep inside her. He pounded away at her hole for the next ten minutes and despite the amount of cum aready inside her, she began to feel sore, and her thighs ached, “wrap them boots around my waist bitch” he growled as he pummeled Laura's poor little cunt. She did as she was ordered, wanting to bring her ordeal to an end, finally after what seemed ages he gave a loud grunt and a final push, she felt a massive gushing inside her that seemed to go on for ages, then something warmer and more liquid, he had not only shot his load into her, but was now emptying his bladder, she struggled in an attempt to free herself, but he only held her tighter, she felt his hot piss start to run out of her and soak into her panties and jodhpurs, finally spent he pulled out and without even looking at her he turned and walked away. Laura lay there for a few moments wondering what was going to happen next, “ok bitch, you can go now” said the leader, then he smiled as he produced a mobile phone, “I only hope Mike appreciates what you've done for him, because from these you just look like a common slut” before she could say anything he hit the send button on the phone.
Laura got up and put her bra and blouse back on, she tucked it into her heavily soiled jodhpurs in an attempt to keep it closed, she walked slowly out of the building back to her car, her legs ached her cunt ached and she'd god only knows what dripping down her thighs as it escaped her panties. She opened the car door and slumped into the drivers seat, the load in her panties squashing around inside them, then without her realising it, suddenly and uncontrollably she began to piss, it pooled on the black leather seat under her bottom, making the mess in her pants even worse, at about the same time, the mobile in Mikes pocket beeped, he took it out and looked at it, but didn't recognise the number. Opening the message it read, 'hope you're enjoying your day because your cum slut certainly is' and below it was a picture, it was Laura lying on a table with her booted legs wrapped around a mans waist as a group of others looked on, below it were the words 'image 1 of 20', Mike jammed the phone back into his pocket and hurried to his car, at about the same time Laura started her car engine and slowly drove home.

THE END, for now!
kneehigh21
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Top quality. Thanks for that!
owlman
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Here's another one guys, it's probably going to be my last for a little while, things are getting busy again, hope you enjoy it.

The Lady Of The Manor

She'd moved into the manor house some four years earlier after purchasing it along with her husband, they were a rather odd couple from what I could make out, both in their late thirties, they had no children and from what I'd seen over the years, little or no family.

There appeared to be only two things in their lives that mattered to them, the first being their two large chestnut horses and the second being their titles, Lord and Lady of the Manor, they'd not inherited these titles, they'd simply aquired them as part of the purchase of the Manor house.

Most people who'd become titled on prchasing such a property had tried in some way to live up to the old fashioned ways, joining in with events in the village such as playing on the vilage cricket team or getting involved with the annual village fete, even dropping in to the village pub on a Sunday afternoon to have a drink with the locals, these two had done none of that, in fact, so aloof had they been that I can't remember anyone in the village even knowing their names, they were simply the Lord and Lady of the Manor, or more often, 'them in the big house', as older villagers called them although by and large they were simply ignored, it's like that in these little English country villages, you have to make an effort to fit in.

Looking out of my window on that sunny July morning I could hardly believe what I saw, travelling slowly along the village street was a large black hearse, behind it was not the usual funeral cortege of several black limousines however, in this case all that followed it was a single chestnut horse, sat attop this magnificent beast was an equally magnificent looking female rider.

Her long blonde hair was tied in a bun covered by a black hairnet that hung just below the rim of the black velvet covered riding helmet, another black net veil at the front covered what from the little I'd seen of it I considered to be a very pretty face.The black show jacket curved in all the right places, two mound at the front showed the outline of her firm round breasts, contained in a rather expensive white bra hidden beneath an equally expensive white blouse, her pert buttocks and toned thighs were encased in a very tight pair of beige riding jodhpurs, her slim calfs disappeared into a pair of long black leather riding boots.

As I said earlier, since moving in they'd done almost nothing to engage with the locals, if they had then doubtless most if not all of them would have turned out to be with her on the short lonely ride down to the village church to witness what must surely have been the saddest event in her life so far, the burial of her husband.

Nobody really knew what had happened on that grey February morning a little over a year ago, in fact the first anyone had any inkling all was not well up at The Manor was when an ambulance came hurtling through the normally quiet main street of the village scattering the birds on the green as it roared past, lights flashing and sirens blaring, the arrival of the large yellow helicopter with the words 'air ambulance' emblazoned underneath only served to illustrate the fact that whatever misfortune had befallen the occupants of The Manor, it was nothing trivial!

Eventually, days later it emerged that the Lord of the Manor had taken an extremely nasty tumble from his horse and been quite severely injured, as it turned out it was such a severe injury that he was left paralysed from the neck down and it was uncertain when, or even if, he'd ever return home.

A little over six weeks later another ambulance wended it's way through the quiet village streets, this time at a more sedate pace, inside was the unfortunate Lord, he was finally returning home, he could scarcely have known that the next time he'd leave his beloved Manor House would be little over a year later and this time it would be in a highly polished wooden coffin, life can be cruel like that, one minute it seems like you have everything you ever wanted and the next their screwing down the lid on your box!

From the day he'd returned home he'd lain in bed unable to speak, or move or feed himself, even simple things like taking care of bodily functions had to be taken care of by his devoted wife, it must have placed an enormous strain on her doing all this as well as the day to day tasks involved in keeping not only a house, but also two horses, yet never once did she even consider seeking help from anyone else, so it was probably with a mixture of both sadness and relief when his life came to an end on that bright June morning, having finally succumbed to the pneumonia he'd contracted earlier that year, something that happens all to often to immobile bedbound people, or so I'm reliably informed.

Later that afternoon as I went for my daily stroll as I passed the gates to The Manor I got my second surprise of the day, for there, still wearing her pristine ridng attire was the Lady of the Manor, she appeared to be somewhat drunk as she leaned on the large wooden gate, a suspicion amply borne out by the Champagne bottle clutched in her right hand. She looked up on hearing me approaching, then smiled slightly, I had just gone passed when I heard a rather posh female voice call out to me.

“I say, you there, may I speak with you” , I turned around and looked back in her direction, “yes you, come here please” she continued. I walked slowly back towards her, finally I stood only a couple of feet from her on the other side of the large wooden gate, she looked me up and down and smiled, a warmer more sincere smile this time.

She lifted the bottle to her lips and took a long swallow of it's contents before offering it to me, “join me won't you” she asked, I took the bottle from her and took a mouthful, it was nicely chilled and to be fair a decent drop of bubbly.

She gazed into my eyes and I detected a hint of something, sadness, loneliness, I wasn't quite sure which, “ I want something, I want to be dirty and naughty you've no idea what life's been like this last year, I'm so frustrated” she blurted out before taking another longer drink from the bottle.She opened the gate and beckoned me inside, my feet crunched on the gravel as I followed her up the drive to the house, her shapely buttocks wobbling tantalisingly inside those tight beige jodhpurs.

She led me passed the front door and around the side emerging into a large courtyard, the house on one side and the stable block on the other, two tall brick walls with wooden doors in them completed the enclosure. “wait here, back in a moment” she said, pointing to a large wooden 'pub type' table bench beneath what I assumed was the kitchen window. A few minutes later she emerged carrying a tray, on the tray was another bottle of Champagne, and several bottles of cold beer, she placed the tray on the table, opened a beer and handed it to me then with a loud POP! She opened the Champagne.

She took a swig from the bottle and looked at me, “as I said, I want to be dirty” she said, slowly undoing the buttons on her smart black jacket, I watched in silence as the buttons undid one by one, then finally she slipped the jacket from her slender shoulders and dropped it on the seat beside her, her firm breasts seemed to strain against the crisp white blouse and if I was to stare closely, which I was trying to do without making it too obvious, I was convinced I could just about see two hard nipples poking out of her bra.

She reached out a hand, which for the first time I noticed was encased in a thin black leather glove, and squeezed my thigh, “well, are you up to the job, do you want to help the Lady of the Manor?”. Suddenly despite how attractive she was I felt a little annoyed, maybe it was just me, people do say I can be a bit 'prickly', but I got the distinct feeling she was treating me like some kind of peasant, I had visions of her had this been 1820 instead of 2020 of being the type of person who's idea of fun was to make the lives of the local villagers a misery, Fine, if she wanted my help to be dirty, then dirty she'd get, but it would not be in the way she expected, and she certainly wouldn't be the one in control!

“are you sure you want this, I mean you do appear to have had a fair amount to drink and I don't want you accusing me of something later” I said, she nodded her head, “I am fully aware of what I want or don't want” she replied, somewhat icily.
“ok then, stand up and let me get a good look at you, oh and take that bloody hat off” I replied, to my suprise there was no argument from her, she removed her riding helmet and also the hairnet, allowing her long blonde hair to fall over her shoulders and frame her face, not only did she look a lot prettier, but also several years younger, I smiled to show I liked what I saw.

She got to her feet and stepped around the table, I turned around to face the stables and she stood in front of me, I reached out a hand and slid it slowly up her leg, from the middle of the black leather boot, over her knee and all the way up her thigh, from there I slipped it around behind her and cupped her left buttock in my hand giving it a gentle squeeze, “mmm, feels good and such a tight little arse, I suppose it's all that riding” I said, grinning slightly. She didn't react as I slid my hand up her back, tweaking her bra strap before bringing it back around the front and placing it on her breast, it felt warm and firm to the touch and although it was beneath her blouse and bra, within a few seconds the nipple stood out prominently, “ such firm tits too, very nice, I'll have some fun with them later” I smiled at her and gave her tit a firm squeeze.

I took a long drink from the bottle of beer leaving her standing there waiting, it was more than wanting a drink, it was my way of showing her exactly who was going to be calling the shots, me! Looking around I saw a small mound of horse manure in the middle of the yard, suddenly an idea popped into my head, well she'd said she wanted to be dirty, and I was fine with that, what she didn't realise was that not only was I going to make the experience as dirty as possible, I was also going to make it pretty degrading too.

I got up and walked over to the manure, “come here, now” I ordered, she walked slowly towards me her hips swinging gently, “hurry up, you want to do this so show a little enthusiasm” I barked, she trotted over, her boot heels clicking on the concrete and came to a stop just in front of me, she looked down to see what I was looking at and she instantly saw the manure. “right, how about we undo those pants” I ordered, she reached down and slowly undid the button, then the zip, revealing a pair of tight white panties beneath, I smiled and reached out a hand allowing my finger to run up and down the V in the front of her panties, she shuddered slightly and her panties became damp.

“Right, I want you to pick up a handfull of that” I said, pointing to the manure, she hesitated for a second, then bent down and scooped up a good lump of it with her gloved hand, it appeared soft and squishy, perfect for what I had in mind. She straightened back up and looked at me expectantly, “good, now I want you to place it into the rear of those nice clean jodhpurs, that'll get them dirty” I chuckled, she looked as though she was about to say something but I cut her off, “ in the jodhpurs please, then fasten them”.the look on her face was a picture as she slowly dropped the soft smelly load into the seat of her jodhpurs, then even slowlier pulled them back up and fastened them, I told her to turn around and show me, I wanted to see how that pert arse looked with a load of horse shit in her pants, I patted the soft bulge and watched her reaction, she didn't seem very happy, well, it was going to get worse before it got any better, “follow me” I said, heading back to the table and picking up my beer, she stood slightly off to one side and I pointed to the bench “sit” I instructed.

Her face grimmaced slightly as the seat of her tight jodhpurs made contact with the wooden bench, no doubt forcing their soft contents into closer contact with her pert arse, I wondered if it was beginging to force it's way through her tight panties and onto her firm silky smooth buttocks, I'd find out later. We drank and chatted for a while, well to be honest I did most of the talking, she just listened as I outlined my plans for her, I could see it wasnt going exactly the way she wanted, but it was too late to back out now.
I began to notice her squirming slightly and wondered, was there something she needed ? “is there something you want?” I asked, she looked at me and blushed, “yes I need to use the bathroom” she replied, “NO!, that's not the way a dirty young lady would talk, that's the way a posh lady would speak and you did say you wanted to be dirty, correct?” she nodded, “good, now lets try again shall we, is there something you want?” she blushed once more, then in almost a whisper replied, “yes, I need a piss”.

I smiled, “sorry, didn't catch that, you'll have to speak up” I replied, “I said I needed a piss!” She replied, squirming, “certainly not, hold it, and come here” I ordered, pointing to the floor just in front of me, she stood up and walked towards where I was pointing, “good, now kneel, and take that top off”. She knelt down and began to unfasten her blouse, the manure on her expensive black leather gloves leaving marks on the crisp white of the blouse, she tugged it free of her tight jodhpurs and threw it onto the seat along with her jacket.

“good, now lets see you squeeze those tits”, she cupped them in her gloved hands and began to squeeze them gently, very soon her pretty white bra was covered in stains from the manure on her gloves, I reached down and unzipped my jeans, she watched intently as I pulled out my semi stiff cock, “suck it”, she bowed her head and gently began to suck the tip with her pretty red lips, “I said suck it not tickle it, and take it all in” I told her, taking hold of the back of her head and pushing it forwards, she gagged slightly as I felt the tip of my cock touch the back of her throat, “good, much better” I said.
She'd been doing it for around five minutes, and to be honest she was bloody good, I had to keep thinking of different things to stop myself from shooting my load down her throat as her pretty little mouth sucked expertly on my firm cock, once again I felt her squirm slightly as she sucked. “still need to piss eh?” I asked, she nodded that she did, “well how about if I said you could piss after me, would you like that?” again she nodded, “do you want me to piss now, or a little later?” I asked, “now” she gasped, in between sucking, “fine, ok” I replied, then pushing her head gently onto my cock I fired my load of cum into her mouth, she coughed slightly and before she'd realised what was happening I began to piss, she gagged several times but I held her head firm, “this is one of the few occasions when dirty girls don't spit, they swallow” I chuckled, she took the hint and when I'd almost finished I pulled out of her mouth and finished off over her tits, soaking her already grubby white bra, “now your turn, piss your pants” I told her, seconds later a loud hiss followed by the sound of water hitting concrete confimed that she'd done as she was told.

I allowed her a few minutes to get her breath back before looking down at her her long blonde hair was damp, a mixture of her sweat and my piss, and clung to her shoulders, her grubby white bra was now transparent after being pissed on allowing a tantalising view of her large pink nipples, I smiled. “right get up and walk back over there” I said, pointing to the pile of manure, she trotted obediently over, the load in her jodhpurs wobbling in a most seductive manner. She stopped in front of the pile and looked at me expectantly, “good, now fill those cups” I said, pointing to her bra, and when you've done I think we'll have a decent helping in the panties too”, she nodded her head and after kneeling down began to scoop the soft manure into her bra cups with her gloved hand. “that'll do” I said when she'd put a decent lump into each cup, she let the bra go and it snapped back, squashing the soft mush into her firm tits, I imagined how it felt as her nipples poked into the soft mess.

She undid her jodhpurs and lowered them slightly, with one hand she pulled the front of her panties outward, she was actually going to do this without objecting, “wait, on second thoughts just put it in the jodhpurs, we'll keep that little cunt clean, at least for now” I told her, she allowed the waistband on the panties to snap back against her toned stomach and taking a large handful of the mess dropped it into the front of her jodhpurs before doing pulling up the zip and fastening the button, she then stood back up and looked at me.

“good, now rub that wet little cunt of your's, and squeeze those titties” I instructed, she began to massage her tits, causing the manure to slop out of her now ruined bra, after several minutes she continued with one hand and began to rub the crotch of her jodhpurs with the other, I could only imagine what was happening to the manure inside, but the effect it was having on her was clearly visible on her face, I watched intently as her breath began to quicken, she was on the verge of bringing herself to orgasm, “don't you dare cum in those shitty pants, you don't cum until I say you can, understood!” she nodded and stopped rubbing her crotch for a few minutes before starting again, she continued this for the next twenty minutes, after which I'd decided she'd had enough, “come here and tell me what you want” I told her, she approached slowly, “I want you to fuck me, fuck my dirty little cunt, it's all wet and slippy and needs fucking, can you do it now” she asked, I nodded, “ok, so your dirty cunt in your shitty panties wants fucking, and what about that tight little arse, what about that?”, she licked her lips and turned her back towards me, “what you mean this little arse, this one thats in my shitty pants” she replied, wiggling her bottom provocatively, “well I suppose you'd better fuck that too, stick your cock up my tight little shit hole” she said, sounding like a real slut.

It was time to get down to business, I ordered her to lower her jodhpurs and bend over the end of the table, I took a firm grip of her panties and squeezed, I cold feel the manure squashing between my fingers, I pulled them to one side and plunged my cock deep into her sopping wet cunt, she gasped as I felt my tip pressing against her cervix, I began to thrust slowly in and out feeling her shitty panties against my balls, I then groped around with a finger over her panties and finding her tight little arsehole, gave it a push it opened up sucking her panties and my finger deep inside.

She gasped and moaned as I pounded her cunt with my cock and her arse with my finger, “oh god yes, oh do it, fuck my cunt, finger my arsehole” she panted, I began to drive in harder and harder, she pushed her hips backwards ramming her sopping little cunt onto my cock, I drove my finger into her shitter as far as it would go, she howled in pleasure, in a matter of hours she'd gone from the prim and proper lady of the manner to a howling slut with shit filled pants getting fucked silly over the beer table, oh how the mighty had fallen!

I felt her stiffen and stop moving, she'd cum in her pants, I pulled my finger out of her arse, pulled her shitty pants out too, then replaced it with my cock, she was soon writhing and gasping as I pounded the shit out of her tight little arse, I thought of other things as I wanted to keep going as long as possible, “oh fuck, my arse, my shitter, cum up me, do it in my arsehole” she begged, I kept going for a few minutes more, then dumped my load deep inside her arse, quickly followed by the contents of my bladder, she gasped as she realised what I was doing, then having finished I roughly yanked up her jodhpurs and fastened them, I sat back down and opened another beer.

She sat back down and took a gulp from the bottle of Champagne, “I need to use the loo” she said, smiling at me, I shook my head “ sorry?” her cheeks reddened as she realised what I meant, “sorry, I meant I need to shit” she replied, I shook my head once more, “I do hope it's not urgent because you are not to go to the toilet until I leave, and I still have two beers left” I replied, curious to see her reaction.

She straightened up and smiled, then I heard a sort of burbling sound followed by several load farts, “there's no rush to finish those beers, it's not urgent any more” she giggled, “oh I see, lost the urge have you?” I asked, “no, I've dumped the whole fucking lot into my jodhpurs, isn't that what any dirty girl would do?” she replied, a huge smile on her face.

THE END.
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wow
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My wife is an equestrian and I love her boots. She likes to wear it this way :)
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My wife is an equestrian and I love her boots. She likes to wear it this way :)
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OMG those are sexy boots, please please please share more with us :)
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Hi hope you enjoy this one.
Horse pleaser :mrgreen:
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Her dressage boots got what they deserved :twisted:
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And her new rubber riding boots will be next :mrgreen:
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