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After a cooling shower Sophie read her emails. The one she was most looking forward to from her father. He had recently purchased five thoroughbred Spanish horses from one of the best stables in the world at a cost of 2.2m pounds and they would be arriving today. The email stated that the former owner and his son would stay at the manor with them for a few days to acclimatise the horses. Arrangements had been made for the two guests to stay at the cottage next to the stables, her father concluded. Sophie could barely contain her excitement, a very accomplished rider herself with many medal du honours to her name.
Finally, at dusk wagons carrying the precious cargo were escorted by the game keeper to the luxurious stables. Sophie rushed to greet the group in an old Land Rover her father had owned for forty years. It was her favourite vehicle, even above the Mercedes. It was a hive of activity when she arrived. She barely had time to acknowledge her guests and thought it best to leave it to them, but left word that a late supper would be available at the manor where she would formally welcome the entourage.
Three hours later they arrived at the manor. There were nine in total; drivers, a vet, labourers, and of course Mr Domingo and his son Ronaldo. Sophie greeted Mr Domingo first, a man of around 60 years of age, the complexion of seasoned oak, big smile and belly to match. Ronaldo on the other hand was pure sex on legs, tall, muscular and very ruggedly handsome. Sophie decided before a single word had been spoken she would fuck Ronaldo senseless at the first opportunity. Her reserved cautious mind had been replaced by the mind and body of a complete slut, it felt good. she could feel her wetness soak through her expensive panties. She imagined dropping to her knees there and then to take his erection deep into her hot wet mouth.
The remnants of supper were cleared away and the guests left for the cottage, Sophie had only one thing on her now lust filled mind, ‘how could she get to fuck Ronaldo?’ Maybe it would have to wait till tomorrow, but the thought of that huge bulge in his jeans every time she caught him looking her way made her feel so hot it was driving her crazy with lust. Sitting in her land rover with her hand in her panties sliding a couple of fingers in and out her hole wasn't helping, she was desperate for a hard, crude fucking. "What the hell is happening to me?’ she thought. Normally reserved, now lusting after cock and loving every second of it.
It was very late, but Sophie was determined to get some action, not tomorrow, tonight was the plan. She drove the little way to the cottages, the lights in the kitchen were on, so was one of the stable lights, so Sophie headed for that. The door was open. Inside was Ronaldo calming down one of the stallions. "Hello Rona..", her sentence cut instantly short by Ronaldo pushing her hard against the stable wall. "I know why you here", he said as he put his mouth to hers, one hand grasped her hair, the other expertly undoing every conceivable button and clasp holding Sophie’s clothing to her body.
Her heart was racing. Barely able to breath, her body aching for his attention. Sophie felt him unbuckle his belt and lower his jeans. He grabbed her hand and wrapped it around his hot straining cock, "ohh my good God", was all Sophie could muster. She knew nothing was ever going to be the same from this moment on. He continued his very wanted assault on her body, kissing her breasts, licking her everywhere. The moment came she had been so desperately waiting for, passion now overtook her fear of coping with such a huge erection as he rudely parted her legs and positioned himself between them. She could feel her pussy lips being pushed apart as he started to enter her, "oh god oh god oohh my fucking god", she screamed as inch by solid inch his hot hard cock slid into her wet aching hole.
Both his hands cupping her bum he pulled her onto his thrusting dick. This is what she wanted, this is what she needed, this is what she was going to get. A hard fucking. On and on he went ramming his huge erection into her wanting pussy. Sophie’s hands now around Ronaldo's arse pulling him ever deeper into her sopping wet cunt. Harder and harder, faster and faster they fucked, both drenched in sweat as the fucking continued. She was experiencing cum after cum, her hole wrapped tightly around his cock, until at last Ronaldo pulled out of her aching cunt. Once more he grabbed Sophie’s hair pulling her down level with his exploding cock. She took him eagerly into her mouth, sucking him, tasting him, drinking him. Ronaldo pumping his lust into her wanting mouth "aarrrgghhhh! fuck fuck fuck", his only words spoken since the start.
Both emotionally and physically drained collapsing onto fresh bales of hay they laid there motionless and speechless for what seemed like hours. Ronaldo rose first suggesting they should maybe get some water from the kitchen in the cottage. "Don't worry" he continued "my father went to bed hours ago, there is only a few guys up playing cards". Sophie agreed with a smile that she in particular could do with a glass of water.
Hand in hand they walked a short distance to the cottage, and into the kitchen where they were met with a huge cheer and much laughter and teasing by the four men who were left there to drink wine and play a few hands of cards. Sophie could feel herself blush but decided to play them at their own game and asked if there were any of them in need of the same? The silence only broken by Ronaldo's voice saying "she’s an amazing fuck mmmm". ‘Oh shit’, Sophie thought. Then she thought again and began feeling very horny about the whole idea. After all, they would be gone in a couple of days, never to be seen again, and they did all look very sexy.
Sophie stayed the night and had an amazing time fucking and sucking all of them, sometimes on their own sometimes two at the time while the others continued playing cards. Some including Ronaldo fucked her a second time that night.
In the morning, all agreed that Sophie was indeed a very good fuck.
Finally, at dusk wagons carrying the precious cargo were escorted by the game keeper to the luxurious stables. Sophie rushed to greet the group in an old Land Rover her father had owned for forty years. It was her favourite vehicle, even above the Mercedes. It was a hive of activity when she arrived. She barely had time to acknowledge her guests and thought it best to leave it to them, but left word that a late supper would be available at the manor where she would formally welcome the entourage.
Three hours later they arrived at the manor. There were nine in total; drivers, a vet, labourers, and of course Mr Domingo and his son Ronaldo. Sophie greeted Mr Domingo first, a man of around 60 years of age, the complexion of seasoned oak, big smile and belly to match. Ronaldo on the other hand was pure sex on legs, tall, muscular and very ruggedly handsome. Sophie decided before a single word had been spoken she would fuck Ronaldo senseless at the first opportunity. Her reserved cautious mind had been replaced by the mind and body of a complete slut, it felt good. she could feel her wetness soak through her expensive panties. She imagined dropping to her knees there and then to take his erection deep into her hot wet mouth.
The remnants of supper were cleared away and the guests left for the cottage, Sophie had only one thing on her now lust filled mind, ‘how could she get to fuck Ronaldo?’ Maybe it would have to wait till tomorrow, but the thought of that huge bulge in his jeans every time she caught him looking her way made her feel so hot it was driving her crazy with lust. Sitting in her land rover with her hand in her panties sliding a couple of fingers in and out her hole wasn't helping, she was desperate for a hard, crude fucking. "What the hell is happening to me?’ she thought. Normally reserved, now lusting after cock and loving every second of it.
It was very late, but Sophie was determined to get some action, not tomorrow, tonight was the plan. She drove the little way to the cottages, the lights in the kitchen were on, so was one of the stable lights, so Sophie headed for that. The door was open. Inside was Ronaldo calming down one of the stallions. "Hello Rona..", her sentence cut instantly short by Ronaldo pushing her hard against the stable wall. "I know why you here", he said as he put his mouth to hers, one hand grasped her hair, the other expertly undoing every conceivable button and clasp holding Sophie’s clothing to her body.
Her heart was racing. Barely able to breath, her body aching for his attention. Sophie felt him unbuckle his belt and lower his jeans. He grabbed her hand and wrapped it around his hot straining cock, "ohh my good God", was all Sophie could muster. She knew nothing was ever going to be the same from this moment on. He continued his very wanted assault on her body, kissing her breasts, licking her everywhere. The moment came she had been so desperately waiting for, passion now overtook her fear of coping with such a huge erection as he rudely parted her legs and positioned himself between them. She could feel her pussy lips being pushed apart as he started to enter her, "oh god oh god oohh my fucking god", she screamed as inch by solid inch his hot hard cock slid into her wet aching hole.
Both his hands cupping her bum he pulled her onto his thrusting dick. This is what she wanted, this is what she needed, this is what she was going to get. A hard fucking. On and on he went ramming his huge erection into her wanting pussy. Sophie’s hands now around Ronaldo's arse pulling him ever deeper into her sopping wet cunt. Harder and harder, faster and faster they fucked, both drenched in sweat as the fucking continued. She was experiencing cum after cum, her hole wrapped tightly around his cock, until at last Ronaldo pulled out of her aching cunt. Once more he grabbed Sophie’s hair pulling her down level with his exploding cock. She took him eagerly into her mouth, sucking him, tasting him, drinking him. Ronaldo pumping his lust into her wanting mouth "aarrrgghhhh! fuck fuck fuck", his only words spoken since the start.
Both emotionally and physically drained collapsing onto fresh bales of hay they laid there motionless and speechless for what seemed like hours. Ronaldo rose first suggesting they should maybe get some water from the kitchen in the cottage. "Don't worry" he continued "my father went to bed hours ago, there is only a few guys up playing cards". Sophie agreed with a smile that she in particular could do with a glass of water.
Hand in hand they walked a short distance to the cottage, and into the kitchen where they were met with a huge cheer and much laughter and teasing by the four men who were left there to drink wine and play a few hands of cards. Sophie could feel herself blush but decided to play them at their own game and asked if there were any of them in need of the same? The silence only broken by Ronaldo's voice saying "she’s an amazing fuck mmmm". ‘Oh shit’, Sophie thought. Then she thought again and began feeling very horny about the whole idea. After all, they would be gone in a couple of days, never to be seen again, and they did all look very sexy.
Sophie stayed the night and had an amazing time fucking and sucking all of them, sometimes on their own sometimes two at the time while the others continued playing cards. Some including Ronaldo fucked her a second time that night.
In the morning, all agreed that Sophie was indeed a very good fuck.
