BREAK ME ON THE SADDLE, RANCHER DADDY 7

Chapter 7:

Riding Under the Stars

I barely slept after the barn. My body still throbbed with the memory of Colt’s thick cock stretching me open, his cum leaking down my thighs as I snuck back to the house. By the time the moon climbed high, I was already dressed in a short flowy skirt and thin top, no panties, slipping out to meet him at the barn.

Colt was waiting on Thunder, the big stallion saddled and restless. His eyes raked over me hungrily in the lantern light. “There’s my needy little filly. Sneaking out again for Daddy’s cock like you can’t get enough.”

“I can’t,” I admitted breathlessly, letting him pull me up onto the saddle facing him this time. My legs straddled his lap, skirt riding up as I settled down. His hard bulge pressed right against my bare, already soaked pussy. “I need you tonight, Daddy. Take me far out. I want everything.”

“Fuck, that’s my girl.” He gripped my ass with both big hands, grinding me down on his clothed cock while taking the reins. “We’re going deep into the back fields tonight. No one around for miles. Just you, me, the stars, and this fertile young cunt that’s been driving me wild.”

Thunder moved into a steady canter under the moonlight. The motion forced me to bounce on Colt’s lap, my wet folds sliding along the thick ridge in his jeans. I moaned loudly, arms wrapping around his neck as the warm night air whipped past us.

“Colt… Daddy,” I gasped, rocking my hips desperately. “I’m so empty without you. My pussy keeps clenching remembering how you filled me last night.”

He growled, one hand sliding under my skirt to rub my swollen clit while the other controlled the reins. “That’s because this tight little hole knows who it belongs to now. Your Rancher Daddy. Nineteen years old and already ruined for anyone else.” He leaned in, biting my bottom lip before kissing me deep and filthy. “Tell me how bad you need Daddy’s cock stretching you on horseback.”

“So bad,” I whimpered, bouncing harder with Thunder’s rhythm. “I want you inside me while we ride. Please, Daddy. Fuck me on the saddle. Claim your little ward under the stars.”

Colt didn’t make me wait. He freed his massive cock, thick and veined, pulsing with need. “Sink down on it, darlin’. Take every inch while the horse moves.”

I lowered myself slowly, moaning loud enough to echo across the fields as his huge shaft speared me open. The stretch was even more intense in this position, facing him, my clit grinding against his base with every bounce.

Thunder’s steady gallop made me ride him perfectly lifting and dropping onto his cock in a relentless rhythm.

“Fuuuck, Ellie,” Colt groaned, eyes locked on where we joined. “Look at you bouncing on Daddy’s cock like a proper cowgirl. So tight and wet, creaming all over me already.” He thrust up hard to meet me, one arm around my waist, the other still holding the reins. “This fertile womb is mine to breed. I’m gonna fill you so deep you’ll feel me for days.”

The words sent sparks through me. I rode him faster, breasts bouncing under my thin top as the horse carried us deeper into the night. “Yes, Daddy! Breed me. I want your cum so deep. Mark my young pussy as yours. I’m addicted to you, your cock, your voice, the way you own me.”

Rain started falling lightly, warm summer droplets soaking our skin and making everything slicker. It heightened every sensation his cock sliding easier, my nipples hardening against the wet fabric, his hands gripping my slippery ass.

Colt suddenly slowed Thunder to a walk and lifted me off his cock, making me whine at the emptiness. “Not done yet, little filly. On your knees on the saddle. Face the horse’s neck.”

I obeyed eagerly, turning and gripping the saddle horn as he positioned behind me on the horse. He slammed back into me in one deep thrust, fucking me doggy style while Thunder continued walking. The new angle hit even deeper, his heavy balls slapping my clit with every powerful stroke.

“Take it,” he growled, voice rough with lust. “This is what you were sent here for. To get broken in on your godfather’s cock. Sneaking out every night like a cock hungry little slut.” His hand reached around to rub my clit furiously. “Gonna pump this fertile belly full. Put a baby in my nineteen-year old ward so you never leave this ranch.”

I cried out, pushing back on him desperately. “Do it, Daddy! Cum inside me. Breed your little filly. I don’t want to go back to the city I want to stay here, dripping your cum every morning.”

The rain picked up, cooling our overheated bodies as he fucked me harder on the moving horse. My orgasm crashed over me without warning, pussy spasming wildly around his thick shaft. I screamed his name into the night, thighs shaking violently.

Colt roared, burying himself to the hilt and flooding me with hot, thick ropes of cum. He kept grinding deep, pushing it further inside me. “That’s it, baby. Take Daddy’s load. Mark that womb as mine.”

We were both panting when he finally pulled out. He dismounted, then lifted me down gently. Spreading a thick blanket under a wide oak tree, he laid me on my back in the soft grass as light rain continued falling.

Colt moved over me, sliding back inside my cum filled pussy in one smooth thrust. This time it was slower, deeper, more intimate. His big body covered mine completely as he rocked into me, rain dripping from his hair onto my face.

“Look at me, Ellie,” he murmured, voice gravelly and emotional. “You’re mine now. Not just for the summer. Every night, every ride, every drop of cum. I’m claiming this body, this heart, this fertile young womb.”

Tears mixed with the rain on my cheeks as pleasure built again. “I’m yours, Daddy. Completely. I love how you fuck me. How you own me. I never want anyone else.”

We came together this time my walls milking him as he pumped another load deep inside. We stayed connected for a long time, kissing softly under the stars and rain.

As dawn began to paint the sky pink, Colt helped me back onto Thunder. I rode in front of him, his arms wrapped protectively around me, his cum still warm and leaking down my thighs.

We rode back slowly, bodies marked with bites and bruises, hearts completely bonded. I had never felt more alive… or more his.