"He had been on a horse once, at summer camp. The times he had been on some poor pony walking in a circle at a summer fair didn't count. Knowing he co...ld sit on the beast was a confidence builder, though. Otherwise, he'd be scared shitless.Piotr motioned to two nearby men."Would you like some assistance, Your Grace?"He considered. On the one hand, his ego, and his place at the top of this society. On the other, his safety.Oh, what the hell. If he broke his neck, most of his problems would be. ”I touched the bare skin of his calf. “I know how toexcite you more than that game,” I said.He almost looked down. “Really? How?”“Like with a striptease,” I said, “and one of yourspecial treatments on my bare rear end? Paddle me withthe ping-pong mallet? Or flog me on my tummy and boobswith the whip?” I ran my index finger up the inside ofhis thigh. “You could even use the leather quirt on myyou know what.”He almost looked. Hard cock…seed everywhere…men wanting me! “Oh! Yes! Yes!” I heard myself say and then it happened: my body spasmed and shook. Flashes of light filled my head as I came in a gut tightening rush. “Oh!”I became aware of Steve’s continued thrust as my tired, used body collapsed on top of the panty display table. I was worn out! “Hold that thought, sweetie,” I half heard Steve say. “Onehungdude is going to give you his load…ah!” and I felt Steve’s body tense behind me. He shook as his pulled my hips. Two of my girlfriends were there and their boyfriends stopped by, along with my own. We had been dating for almost two months and he was older than I and a lot more experienced. We had been cuddling on the couch while a movie played on the DVD and things were getting hotter. We got up and went to my bedroom to make out. I was not planning on getting fucked but sometimes things just happen that way.We went in the dark room and closed the door. His lips were upon my neck and those little spark.