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The Ranch: Christy's Story

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Young man and an older woman teach each other
I've been around horses every single day of my life. My parents owned two of their own and had me riding in front of them on the saddle since the time I could hold my head up. As the years went by I learned to do everything horse related and by age fifteen I was active in local rodeos, and breaking and training my own horses. We lived just outside the city limits and over time our horse count had grown to seven.

Both of my parents worked in the city in demanding jobs. I'd see them briefly each morning and then for dinner at night. As I got older and interested in the opposite sex I learned that this schedule was perfect for having girls around. We could fool around for a couple of hours without worry of any interruptions and they could even stay the night without my parents ever knowing they were there. I quickly figured out that city girls really liked the idea of being with a guy who had horses.

My parents were willing to pay for everything horse related, but as I grew into manhood they started to make it clear that the horses were a hobby and not a future career. They pushed me to get a summer job, claiming it would do me good and I could make extra money that I wouldn't otherwise get, but I was set to prove them wrong.

So, at seventeen I started thinking of ways to turn my horse 'hobby' into a paying gig. A few weeks before school let out for summer, I made up some fliers and hung them around school offering horse riding lessons. The calls started coming in. Mostly parents wanting more information then changing their minds when they found out my age. As school closed and summer started I proudly had three paying customers.

My clients were kids from school. Their parents would drive them out and sit around in the shade while I taught their kids what I knew. I taught them one-on-one with staggered times and days, allowing each two lessons a week. Lessons started slowly. After a couple of lessons, I had them able to walk and steer their horses alone while safely inside the round pen.

As they progressed, I was left with more time standing off to the side watching, occasionally intervening, and shouting out encouragement or reminders. During this time one of the parents, a late thirties or early fourties mom, started making it a habit to stand next to me and chat away while I half listened. She had started by telling me more about her daughter I was teaching, a fourteen year old freshman. Soon she was praising me for my teaching and horse skills. By the following lesson, she was asking me questions about myself.

I started getting the feeling she was actually flirting with me. She would laugh if I said anything even remotely funny, touched my arm a lot as we talked, and mentioned multiple times how much she had always enjoyed cowboys and western movies... "There's just something about them that gets me going, you know what I mean? Maybe you're too young to understand that".

"No, I know what you're saying. Girls at school are the same way about it too".

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw her bite her bottom lip before she replied, "Oh? So are you... Experienced?" She laughed and laid her hand lightly on my forearm. "Never mind, don't answer. I shouldn't be asking you those types of questions".

Before I could reply, I had to walk away and into the arena to help her daughter who was having trouble with her horse. I glanced at Christy, the mom, who was staring at me with a thoughtful look on her face.

As I walked back towards her, my mind was racing with teenaged hormone fueled thoughts of Christy. Was she interested in me? The signs were there, I thought, but high school girls and grown women are different, aren't they? Maybe she was just more open, a little more overly friendly than others. Maybe Christy was having a hard time with the divorce and just lonely? But what if she actually was interested? I had sudden flashes of images - Christy down on her knees sucking me in the barn, Christy bent over hay bales while I fucked her from behind. I smiled as reached her, hoping she didn't noticed the hard-on I was now sporting.

I bent back through the fence railing to stand beside Christy again. I decided I had nothing to lose. They had paid in advance for the lessons and only had one left after this one. I didn't know her daughter in school prior to this and probably wouldn't see her again next school year. So, as casually as I could I said, "I've had some experience but the girls didn't know much either. It would be nice to learn from someone who knew more".

I continued to stare ahead at her daughter riding but could feel Christy's eyes on me. She was silent and I suddenly felt like an idiot. I was about to say something to change the subject but then I felt her hand back against my forearm, her fingers very lightly moving up and down.

"You know, I've been thinking... I would like to ride a horse someday too. My ex husband is coming to pick up Emma for a few weeks next Wednesday. Maybe, if you don't have someone else replacing her time, you could fit me in?". I told her that would work out just fine.

Two days later, on Emma's next and final lesson that was scheduled, I got a call from Christy saying they wouldn't be able to make it and that her ex had come for Emma earlier than planned. Not wanting Christy to have time to change her mind, I told her that I was still free. After all they already paid for one more lesson. I suggested she come down by herself and we could get started on her lessons early. After some hesitation and what seemed like a long silence, she finally agreed and said she would be here at the usual time.

I hung up the phone feeling victorious. I checked the clock and decided I had time for a shower. I trimmed up, put on some of my best clothes, and even put a little cologne on. I checked myself out in the mirror and thought I looked good, slightly older than she was used to seeing me in. I was wearing a crisp, long sleeve I usually reserved for rodeos. I headed outside to wait at the stables.

As I waited, I started having doubts. Was she actually interested or had in mind the same things I did? I couldn't sit still and wait so I started messing around with a lasso, standing back a ways and practicing roping a plastic steer's head. I didn't hear her vehicle pull up and jumped in surprise when she said, "So you like to tie things up as well as ride them?".

I spun around and stared at the different woman in front of me. Instead of the casual, form hiding clothes she usually wore she was now dressed in tight blue jeans, new ropers, a tight button down shirt that was undone at the top showing the tops of her breasts, and a straw hat. I must have been staring a while because she laughed and said, "I'll take that as a sign you like my new look. Thought I should dress the part now that you're going to turn me into a cowgirl".

I laughed and told her that she definitely looked the part now.

"Why are you laughing? Is it too much?" she asked.

"No. You look... Um, really good".

"Well thanks. You look pretty good yourself, cowboy". She smiled while her eyes roamed up and down my body.

"Thanks. Let me go put this up and we can start".

I gathered up the rope and walked into the barn to put it back in the tack. As she followed me, I felt her hands slide across the back of my shoulders and down my back. They moved across my sides to my front and rested across my stomach. She pressed her body up against my back, making me groan quietly at the way things were moving forward. I was growing hard fast as I thought of what might happen next.

I turned to face her. She placed her hands against my chest, her head down, obviously hesitating or having second thoughts about the whole situation. Wanting to continue, I acted fast by putting a hand around her waist and pulling her hips against mine where she would feel my hardness growing. I leaned in and tentatively brushed my lips against her neck before kissing her next to her jaw line. That seemed to have made up her mind in my favor. She sighed and lifted her head up to look at me.

"Well let's see what you know about kissing", she said before her mouth was against mine. Her lips were soft against mine for a second before I felt them part slightly. I took the chance to sweep the tip of my tongue over her bottom lip for a second. Christy moaned into my mouth and returned the gesture. We stood sharing a deep kiss for several seconds, our tongues exploring one another, until she pulled away just a bit and her hands started to undo my shirt.

She pulled the bottom of my shirt out of my pants to finish undoing the buttons, then let her hands roam all over my exposed front.

"Mmm, very nice", she whispered.

I shrugged my shirt off my shoulders as her mouth kissed against my throat and her hand moved down to massage the bulge in my pants. I had never been so turned on before and needed to be inside of her. I reached for her shirt, meaning to take it off in the same manner she had done to mine, but she grabbed my wrists and stopped me.

"Not yet", she said as she turned and walked out of the tack room, leading me by the hand. We walked towards the hay stack where she stopped with her back to me and started to remove her top. I watched, completely mesmerized as her shirt, then bra fell to the ground. She glanced over her bare shoulder at me and looked shy and her arms crossed over her chest.

"I'm not as young and good looking as you or the girls you've been with, so go easy on me ok?".

I walked up behind her, pressed my aching hard cock against her ass and lowered my mouth to the top of her shoulder. I moved my hands to rest on hers and slowly brought her arms down. Then I turned her to face me and get my first real look at a woman. She was beautiful. Full, round tits, her nipples hard and protruding, and curves in the right places.

"So?" she asked.

"So far so good", I said and moved to start undoing and removing her pants. She laughed a little then placed her hands on my shoulders for balance as I bent to free her legs of her pants and shoes. I stood back up to admire her naked body, minus the panties still in place.

She did a slow spin and asked, "Still good"?

"Yes ma'am".

"Good. Now it's your turn".

She stepped up to me, slowly and teasingly undid my belt and grabbed my waistband of both my pants and underwear then pulled them both down. I kicked off my boots and worked my feet free of my clothes then stood naked in front of her.

I was confident in my appearance. I was tanned from years spent outdoors, very trim and fit from constant exercise and heavy lifting, and already pushing 5'11" in height.

She looked me up and down with one arm crossed and the other under her chin.

"Hmm... Now turn... Very very nice, cowboy".

Christy's eyes were locked on my cock which was proudly standing fully erect, throbbing for attention. She smiled and wrapped her hand loosely around me making it jump against her. She slowly tightened her grip and stroked me up and down a few times while I groaned in pleasure. Her thumb circled over the head, spreading precum over it. I closed my eyes and enjoyed her every touch. Then her hand was gone, I opened eyes to see her walking away.

"Hey..."

She laughed again. "Don't worry, I'll be right back to take care of that for you".

She walked into the tack room and stepped back out just a moment later carrying a saddle blanket towards me.

"There's only thing I want poking me and hay isn't it", she said as she laid the blanket down over a hay bale.

She motioned for me to sit on it and removed her panties as I complied. Then she was straddled over my lap, rubbing herself against and over my cock. She placed her arms against the top of my shoulders and her hands were rubbing, tugging my hair.

I didn't know how much more of her teasing I could handle. I was rock hard and desperate for release. Her pussy lips had spread open against me and I could feel her wetness starting to coat my length. I grabbed her by the hips, moving her faster against me as my own hips pushed and moved on their own at her. I must have been breathing pretty heavy because she suddenly sat up on her knees more, lifting herself high enough to just be out of reach, and told me, "Easy, cowboy. Relax".

I slowed my breathing down and realized I had a pretty firm hold of her waist so I forced my hands relax. She put her forehead against mine and kissed me very softly and slow. After a minute she lowered herself back down against me and rocked her hips backward causing the head of my cock to enter her. I groaned into her mouth at the unexpected sensation of finally being inside of her.

Christy pulled back to break the kiss and put her hands against my chest as she lowered herself down on me. Once I was fully in, she sat still and moved her hands over her chest. I watched her rub and squeeze her tits, gently pulling against her nipples. She took my hands and placed them where hers had just been. I followed her example by mimicking the actions I'd watched her do.

Christy smiled and moaned. Slowly she began to ride me. She kept me deep as she moved her hips forward and back, occasionally swiveling in small circles. Then she would switch to riding me fast, her pussy gripping and releasing around me as my full length was stroked. I watched her as she worked me over, squeezing a tit or grabbing her ass in both hands.

As I was nearing my climax I suddenly felt her pussy clamp down around me and she buried my cock hard and deep into her. Her moaning and feel of her orgasm was close to sending me over the edge. I grabbed her ass and pulled her down and pushed her up over my cock, lifting up at her as I brought her down, making her fuck me fast and hard.

Christy had her eyes shut, her head back, moaning and groaning every time I slid into her. I watched her tits bouncing from our fucking and listening to the wet slapping our bodies made against each other. I could feel her juices starting to run down my balls. I pulled her down hard on me one final time before I started to come deep into her.

Christy continued to rock gently against me as I emptied into her. She ran her hand through my hair and her mouth went to suck and nibble against my neck. I absently rubbed my hands softly against her back as she kept milking every drop from my cock.

We stayed locked together for some time before I eventually slipped out of her. We were both covered in sweat, the smell of our sex filled the air and mingled with the sweet smell of hay. She laid her head against my chest and trailed her fingers over me.

Christy's naked body felt amazing against mine. As I started to replay the events in my mind I began to grow hard again. Christy sat up to look me in the eyes and smiled.

"Ready for another round, cowboy?"

"Mmm. Not sure, you only paid for one riding lesson after all..." I kept a straight face and she stared back at me, unsure if I was joking or not. Then I smiled slightly and we both laughed as her hand made its way between us, gently caressing my hard cock.

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