All Chapters of Steamy Horseback Affair: Chapter 1 - Chapter 8

Madeline McKinny was petite and adorable, with a figure that was anything but modest—especially her chest. She was also my buddy's young, delicate wife. She usually liked to wear ultra-short skirts.With her baby face, full curves, and snow-white skin, she became the main target of teasing whenever we got together. Of course, she was also the object of everyone's fantasies. Every guy wanted to know whether her small body could really handle their rough imaginings.Strangely enough, my buddy Logan Riley never seemed upset about it. First, because it was all just joking banter—nothing truly inappropriate—and Madeline only blushed instead of getting angry. Second, he took pride in it. Having a wife that made everyone envious boosted his ego and made him feel respected.What Logan didn't know was that I truly liked Madeline. I had no intention of stealing another man's woman, but I was always looking for chances to be alone with her. I wanted to hold her, breathe in her sweet scent—and

Madeline finally came to terms with herself. Gasping softly, she leaned weakly against my chest. "Connor… be gentle…"With one hand, I kneaded her still slightly youthful breasts, pinching and rolling her stiff nipples between two fingers. My other hand slid along the cleft of her hips and found the tender seam protected by sparse hair. Using my index and ring fingers, I carefully parted her slightly damp outer lips, then slipped one joint of my middle finger into the tight, tender opening, moving it back and forth to widen it gently."Ah… Connor… I… I… it itches… ah…"More and more warm fluid flowed from inside her. Her eyes were shut tight, and her hips bounced and twisted on the horse's back with each jolt.I licked along her exposed neck. The hand that had been lingering on her breast grasped one soft cheek of her bottom and pulled it aside. With the other hand, I guided myself and, with the horse's movement, pressed the tip into her slightly parted entrance."I'm going in,"

The air inside the house was thick and smoky. Dozens of people crowded around several tables, shouting and laughing as they played."You can play whatever you like here. Cards on the first floor, games on the second. Remember to exchange your cash for chips over there first. When you cash out, we take a ten-percent cut."The man who brought us in pointed to a table by the entrance—that was where chips were exchanged."Don't go up to the third floor. That's for the high rollers. With the money you've got, you won't even qualify to sit."With that, he went back outside, probably to bring in more gamblers."Come on, guys, let's change our money for chips," Logan said, rubbing his hands eagerly now that he had my so-called "skills" backing him up.I glanced back at Julian and Danny Wilson. Then I picked up the bag of cash and walked to the exchange table.As stacks of crude chips were poured into our bag and pushed toward us, I knew our mission for the night had officially begun."

The sudden sensation startled me. Looking down, I saw Madeline delicately running her tongue over the head of my hardness. When a beautiful woman offers her services, who am I to refuse? I kept my eyes on the road and continued driving.She wrapped her right hand around my shaft, stroking me a few times before taking me into her mouth. Her cheeks hollowed as her lips formed a tight seal around me. With each thrust, her mouth glided along my length, occasionally taking me deep into her throat where her soft palate could massage the sensitive head. I noticed that whenever she deep-throated me, my hands would instinctively grip her breasts harder, which seemed to turn her on even more. She soon abandoned all other techniques, only pulling back when she needed to breathe, keeping me right on the edge.Madeline's muffled moans filled the car, and I knew I couldn't hold out much longer.I pulled over and parked, then climbed into the back seat with her.In one smooth motion, I laid M