I’m sixteen now, and everyone at the stables knows me. My first hot sexual experience was with an older stable hand up in the hayloft.
Hi everyone, my name is Marjon and I’m absolutely crazy about horses. I’ve been riding since I was twelve, and you’ll pretty much never find me anywhere other than the stables. I don’t own a horse myself; I always rent one to ride. I spend all my free time working a part-time job as a stable hand—something I’ve been doing for two years now—which helps offset the cost of my own riding.
I’m sixteen now, and everyone at the stables knows me. My first hot sexual experience was with an older stable hand up in the hayloft. Several times a week, I’d have his cock inside my young pussy, and he’d fuck me senseless. But sadly, that stable hand got fired after he was caught with another girl. He was fucking just about every young girl around the stables—rumours even had it he was sleeping with the stable owner’s daughters.
I’ve been going without sex for a while since he left, and I’m really craving a nice cock to fuck me again. I used to go to my favourite stable hand’s place several times a week to fuck, but he’s moved away after taking a new job at another stable. He had a delicious, big cock—he could have had me any time of day, that’s how horny I get. I’m looking for something new; as a young teenage girl, you just need *something* between your horny lips, and it doesn’t really matter whose cock it is. I regularly watch a stallion covering a mare here at the stables, and I feel my pussy clench when I see that stallion’s big cock.
There’s a slightly older guy around who smacks my tight little ass with his riding crop every time he sees me. I don’t mind it—honestly, I actually enjoy it—though I don’t always let that show. That guy could be my father; I’d guess he’s between 35 and 40, maybe even a bit older. The stable hand who got fired was 28, so there isn’t really that much of an age difference between him and the guy with the whip.
• The whip
A few days ago, I was bent over cleaning a horse stall when the guy walked in. He immediately gave my tight little ass a few whacks with his whip. I turned around, laughing, and said, “Do that again,” immediately bending over once more. I felt the whip strike my ass repeatedly and slide briefly between my legs as he said, “It works a lot better if you pull your breeches down.” Without hesitating, I dropped my breeches to my knees and bent over again right away. I felt the blows and heard the smack of his whip against my bare, tight, aroused buttocks. I pushed my breeches down to my ankles, widened my stance, and bent my knees slightly. He rubbed his whip back and forth against my pussy, which turned me on incredibly. He pulled my thong aside, and I immediately felt two fingers slide into my well-used pussy. I leaned forward, bracing myself against the stall wall. I felt his hot cock between my legs as it thrust straight into my pussy. He mounted me as if I were his mare and, without saying a word, emptied his balls deep inside my wet, aroused pussy. He pulled up his trousers, gave me a few more whacks with the whip, and said, “There you go, girl—next time you’re going to get fucked really hard. When I see you again, you’d better be ready and waiting immediately. Remember that.” I can still picture him walking out of the stable door as I pull my riding breeches back on, feeling his cum still running down my legs. It was just a quickie, but a good one. It had been a while since I’d had a cock inside me.
• Horny Stud
After getting dressed, I walk outside and run straight into his wife. She looks at me with a smile and says, “So, naughty girl—was it good?” I blush instantly and hurry past without saying a word. How did she know? Had he said something to her? Had she seen it, or are they in on it together? Shit—so many questions with no answers.
I quickly duck into the cafeteria; I really need the restroom. When I come back, I see his wife sitting at the bar and take the seat next to her. She looks at me, smiling, and suddenly says, “Don’t worry, girl—my husband is a real stud. One pussy is never enough for him to fuck, if you know what I mean.” I listen to it all and reply, “A real stud, you say? Well, he’s come to the right place to empty his balls with me.” I stand up, feeling a bit annoyed, and leave the cafeteria.
For days, I keep replaying the scene in my mind—how that guy fucked me in the horse stall. “A real stud,” his wife had said. Every time I think about it, I get incredibly horny and crave nothing more than to be fucked again. Fucking always makes me feel like I’m becoming a woman, rather than just a sixteen-year-old girl.
Suddenly, I feel the riding crop smack against my tight, horny little ass, and I spin around immediately. It’s the …a man old enough to be my father. I look at him, and automatically, I walk into an empty horse stall. I turn around and immediately pull down my riding breeches. He shoves my thong aside and rams his hard cock straight into my constantly horny pussy. He fucks like a stallion gone wild, and I feel my legs turning to jelly. He pulls his cock out, smacks my horny little ass a few times, and rams his hard cock back in hard. He gets wilder and wilder, fucking like a madman; I feel the semen running down my legs, yet he just keeps fucking… and fucking. I can barely stand and collapse onto my knees in the straw. He pulls my hips up and drives his still-hard cock into my wet pussy again. This time, I feel his big cock going deeper into my pussy than ever before. I scream out—a mix of pain and indescribable pleasure. He spreads my buttocks with both hands, and I feel his hard cock slide in even deeper. I let out a roar as I experience my first-ever orgasm, feeling the semen running down for the second time at the same moment. The rough fuck session ends when he looks at me and says, “Good girl; I need to do this with you more often. I can see you really enjoy hard, deep fucking. Throat fucking is part of it too, but we’ll save that for next time.” He pulls up his trousers and walks out of the barn.
I remain on my knees, feeling my pussy burning from the stallion-like cock that really gave it a workout. His wife was right when she said, “My husband is a true stud.” I struggle back to my feet when suddenly his wife is standing behind me, looking at me and saying, “Girl, you really ought to visit us sometime; I’m sure you’d love it.” “Let me know if you want to come.” She runs a hand over my wet pussy—where her husband’s semen is still dripping out—and licks her fingers. With a lustful smile, she leaves the horse stall, turns around, and says, “I think you’re going to get a promotion.” A promotion? What does she mean by that… getting a promotion?
Two days later, I’m summoned by the boss who runs the stable; he says, “I hear nothing but good things about you, Marjon, so from now on, you won’t be cleaning horse stalls anymore; instead, I’m making you responsible for all the leather tack—take good care of it.” Surprised, I leave the office, thinking only about how I’ll earn more money this way. You didn’t make much cleaning those stalls. Could the wife of that stud have had something to do with this? She did say, “I think you’re going to get a promotion.” Lost in thought, I walk to the tack room where all the leather gear is stored; the scent of leather dressing is strong in the air. Suddenly, I feel the riding crop smack against my tight little ass again and turn around. That stud is there again, and I don’t quite know what to do. Should I bend over again, or does he want a blowjob now, like he mentioned the other day? He pulls the stable door shut and immediately strips off his trousers. His big, hard cock stands stiff and straight right in front of me. “On your knees,” he says curtly. I look at his delicious, horny cock and take it straight into my mouth. He pushes me deep down onto his hard cock, and I feel it all the way to the back of my throat. I pull back, gagging hard. He forces me deep onto his cock again and starts fucking my throat. No guy has ever fucked my throat like this before—not even that stable hand back then; he preferred regular fucking. Once again, I have to… …gagging, and immediately take his hard cock deep into my throat again. I notice how aroused this makes me and let him use my throat just as if my pussy were being fucked. I feel a substantial load of cum slide into my throat and struggle to swallow it all. He pulls his cock out, but I grab it again right away and suck out every last drop. I milk the remaining fluid from his balls and look up at him. Deliberately, I wipe my hand across my mouth and lick off the residue. Standing right in front of him, I boldly grab his cock, give it a squeeze, and say, “There you go, sir—give your wife my regards and tell her I enjoyed it.” I walk out of the stable and slam the door hard behind me.
I need a moment to recover from that rough blowjob, but I really liked the way he did it. I could clearly feel him using me, and honestly, that turned me on even more. I’ve decided that the next time he fucks me, he can empty his balls down my throat; I’d prefer that to having my pussy filled with his cum. The fact that I got a promotion is obviously down to him and his wife—I can’t think of any other explanation. The way I see it, my horny teenage pussy has landed me a better-paying job.
I see them both drive past in their Mercedes; they stop briefly, and his wife rolls down the window and says, “Listen, girl, we’re going away for a week “…see you next week, and be good.” She smiles at me and blows me a light kiss. I wave back, and I’m immediately reminded of what she said to me once: “Girl, you really ought to visit us sometime; I’m sure you’d love it.” Oh well, there are plenty of girls at the stables who only come here to get fucked. I’ve even seen the owner fucking a client’s daughter. Apparently, dropping your pants is perfectly normal at a riding stable.
I’m busy organizing the tack and giving the saddles a good cleaning when the barn door opens. My boss looks at me and says, “So, Marjon, how about you give my cock a nice suck? You owe me that much, after all.” “I’ve heard you’re really good at that.” He immediately drops his trousers and gives his hard cock a few tugs. A sizeable head glistens at the tip, and I take it in my hand. I feel a thrill race through my aroused body; I’m always up for giving a good blowjob. I love sucking cock, and swallowing the cum turns me on even more than I already am.
I drop to my knees, spit onto his large head, and massage the ridge. Thick veins stand out on his hard cock; I open my mouth and slide it all the way down to his balls. He moans as he starts fucking my mouth. Deep strokes right down my throat alternate with holding it there. His throbbing cock pumps hard, slapping against my face from side to side. Suddenly, he pulls me back by my hair and says, “Right, you’re going to do that more often from now on—is that clear?” He empties his balls while continuing to fuck my throat. I pull back, gagging—he’s thrusting his cock in so deep. He hauls me up, turns me around, and pulls my breeches down to my knees. In one swift motion, he rams his still-hard cock into my wet pussy, fucking hard and deep. His hands shoot under my T-shirt as he starts tugging at my nipples. Without saying a word, he just shoots his cum inside my pussy, emptying his balls for the second time. He pulls up his trousers, turns around, and I hear the stable door click shut. I’m still trembling on my legs, feeling with my hand between my thighs how my pussy is still clenching from that… …fuck. The cum just runs out; I catch it in my hand and lick it off. The guy tastes good, too, and I thought to myself, “Well, I can handle a second cock coming to fuck me and empty his balls—he’s welcome to do that more often.” And yet, I feel like every time I get used, it’s more like rape than just a session of fucking or sucking. But hey, as long as I allow it and enjoy the way I let myself be used, I’m happy to bend over for a hard cock like that.
From what I hear the girls at school saying, everyone is fucking or masturbating daily. My classmate Irene is looking for a part-time job and immediately thought of our riding stable. She’s a horny slut who often sits in class wearing a short skirt and no panties, acting provocatively toward the teacher. I’m certain he’s already fucked her.
I know for a fact that if she came to work at the stable, she’d have more cock in her pussy than a broom in her hands for sweeping. I told her, “I can’t promise anything, but I’ll ask if there’s a spot for you.”
I’m absolutely certain that if the stable boss sees her, she can start right away, because he needs to empty his balls every day too. Irene is 16, just like me—blonde, with amazing tits—and she’s always incredibly horny and, above all, has a filthy mouth.
Irene’s trial period consisted mainly of sucking and fucking, which she passed without any issues. Now we can share the studs, which gives my horny pussy a bit of a break. There will always be studs looking to empty their balls into some horny teenage girl who wants nothing more than to be used—hard.
• Which of the readers here on SS-69… …has a horny daughter of his own at home who gets fucked and used a lot, and now has the chance to tell the story here. Naturally, her girlfriends—who love taking a hard cock deep in their throats and cunts—are welcome to join in too.
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