Moonboy
11-04-2009, 12:38 PM
SADDLED FOR LIFE
CHAPTER 6
By Moonboy
Michelle, Rachel and Juliette were on the beach with their saddle-boys.
They sat in a circle facing each other. The males were on their backs in the
hot sand. The saddle-chairs were placed over their faces and used as chairs
by the women. Michelle was sitting on Moon-boy’s face, Rachel on that of
Stepper and Juliette on her husband’s face, the saddle-boy she jokingly
called Romeo. Each of the women leaned back in the saddle-chairs and
crossed their smooth, tanned legs on the stomachs of their slaves. Juliette
cruelly teased the cock of her husband with her feet, knowing he could not
cum. Desperate gurgling sounds of frustration came from beneath Juliette’s
lovely posterior and she only smiled and wiggled on his face even more,
torturing him every way she could.
Juliette looked at the younger women and said, “Do you ever think about
what it feels like for them? Oh, don’t get me wrong. My hubby was an
asshole and deserves to spend the rest of his life licking mine.”
Romeo moaned in frustration and anger beneath her. She just wiggled her
sweet ass on his face some more to torment him. Then she continued.
“But do you ever wonder who your saddle-boys were before they became
this? Were they assholes too?”
Rachel smiled.
“Oh, you don’t know,” she said. “I knew Stepper for years before he was my
saddle-boy. He’s my older step-brother.”
Juliette’s eyes widened.
“Wow! You’re kidding. I had no idea. How did this ever come about?”
“My Mom found some stuff he wrote and realized he had an itch for Female
Domination. He willingly became a saddle-boy.”
Stepper moaned beneath Rachel.
“Pphhh nnnn uuuu!”
Rachel laughed and pressed down, silencing and smothering him with the
expertise of her tight and shapely butt.
Juliette laughed.
“He can’t talk but that didn’t sound like agreement.”
“Oh he just didn’t know how far it was going to go and that it was for life.
Did you, poor Stepper?”
She wiggled on his face some more, giving him one quick, partial breath
before she smothered him some more.
“You’ve seen Rebound, my Mom’s saddle-boy?” Rachel asked.
“Oh, yes, I’ve seen him in the stables,” Juliette said.
“You two have something in common. Romeo is your husband. Rebound is
Amanda’s husband. Like yours, he has long been declared dead.”
“Amazing,” Juliette said. “Amanda and I should compare notes.”
“Yes,” Rachel said. “Um, I take it you also don’t know that Stepper here is
the son of Rebound?”
Juliette laughed again.
“It just gets more amazing.”
Michelle chimed in.
“Compared to all this, my story is pretty dull. I never knew Moon-boy before
he was a saddle-boy. Mom bought him and here he is. Isn’t that right, my
big helpless horsey-boy?”
She wiggled her perfect posterior over his eyes and slid her wet, tight slit
around his nose and back and forth. She moaned in pleasure as he gasped
and gurgled, writhing in frustration.
There was a momentary lull and then Michelle said, “Hey, want to play a
game?”
There was tentative agreement.
“It’s called ‘Musical Chairs’. In this case, it’s pretty simple. We each rotate
one to the right. Basically, we switch saddle-boys. We wait a few minutes
and then we switch again. Want to play?”
“Sounds like fun,” was the response from both.
So they rotated so that Michelle sat on Romeo’s face, Juliette moved over to
Stepper and Rachel went to Moon-boy. Michelle sat so she could look down
into Romeo’s eyes.
“Poor baby, does a change of pace arouse you all over again?”
“Uuuu uuuu uuuu!” he moaned.
He looked even angrier being teased and mocked by a girl who was probably
still a teenager or barely past that.
“My Mom will show you lots of great tricks,” she said. “Here’s one of them.
Engulf his nose inside your pussy while sealing his mouth with your butt. He’ll
be saturated with the smell of your pussy. Drives them absolutely insane
with lust.”
“I’ll definitely try that,” Juliette said.
“Pretty humiliating, uh, Romeo, having a girl my age grinding her sweet ass in
your face?”
His moans of humiliation agreed with her.
Meanwhile, Juliette settled comfortably onto Stepper’s face.
“Mmmm, that feels good,” she purred. “Even in the good shape we’ve got
him into, my hubby is still in his fifties. But this young male still has the
tighter face of youth. I know his face was custom made for Rachel’s butt.
Still it makes a nice firm seat. How about you, Stepper? How does it feel to
have an older woman’s softer butt wiggling on your face?”
Stepper was making noises of frustration and wiggling his toes through his
horse-boots.
Rachel grinned.
“The fact he’s still got that throbbing hard-on he had when I was on him
says he finds you quite hot. Plus- and I don’t mean this as an insult- the
naturally softer quality of your butt allows you to even more effectively
smother him, a quality you share with my Mom.”
“Thanks,” Juliette said. “And the fact he hasn’t cum in ages I’m sure
encourages even a young male like this to get rock-hard and blue in the balls
even from a woman my age sitting on his face.”
“Once I get him fixed like Romeo so he can’t cum, you can do more than that
with him,” Rachel smiled.
Rachel looked down.
“And how are you doing, Moon-boy? Start licking or stop breathing.”
He moaned and lapped away, staring straight up Rachel’s firm stomach and
small but full breasts, squirming in desire and aching needs. Rachel had
ridden him before and he knew how much she loved to torture saddle-boys
and make their lungs burn with needs.
After a few minutes, they switched again. Michelle sat on Stepper’s face,
Rachel went to Romeo and Juliette to Moon-boy. Michelle sat with her
cheeks towards Stepper’s eyes and wiggled her butt sensually. She knew
Rachel was more a smotherer than a teaser so her teasing techniques were
not something he received all the time and so they aroused him even more.
She laughed as she so very easily had him gasping and panting beneath
her.
Rachel worked her tight young cheeks around Romeo’s nose and clamped it
shut while sealing his mouth with her crotch. The older male squirmed and
tried to throw her off. But he had no arms and when he tried to dig his
booted feet into the sand to lift and push her off, she just slapped his full,
bloated, aching balls- hard. The second time he tried it, she slapped each
ball individually.
“I add an extra slap for every attempt,” she said.
He held as still as he could suffocating beneath her until she allowed him a
short breath here and there.
Juliette wiggled joyfully on Moon-boy’s face. She started out with her
cheeks towards his eyes and had his cock standing rigid just by swaying
back and forth. Then she turned so her large breasts jiggled above his eyes
and she laughed at the aching need she saw as he looked up at her.
Finally, they switched back to their own saddle-boys.
“Miss me?” Michelle mocked as she engulfed Moon-boy’s nose into her pussy
and made him inhale her vaginal wetness. He moaned and arched his back,
again wiggling his toes in frustration.
Rachel smothered Stepper senseless as he knew she would.
“Poor Stepper,” she smirked. “I think you two gave him too much time to
breathe. He’s happier when his mind is numb with need for air and he can’t
think. Isn’t that right, my beloved step-bro?”
He quivered beneath her. He couldn’t answer and she would use him as she
pleased regardless.
Juliette settled onto Romeo’s face and engulfed his nose into her pussy while
using her beautiful cheeks to seal his mouth shut.
“Now you just try to inhale through your nose and get your nose and mouth
nice and filled with the smell of my pussy,” she teased.
His renewed erection, the wiggling he was doing because of the deep ache in
his balls and his moans of sheer mind-boggling frustrations told her it was
working. With a grin, she turned and engulfed his face with her full
butt-cheeks. She slapped his balls repeatedly, enjoying his muted screams
of pain and the swollen look of his balls, his desperate thrusting at the air
and the way his attempts to breathe aroused her pussy lips, especially since
she could get relief whenever she pleased and he could only suffer in agony.
She smiled and enjoyed the day. Life was good.
CHAPTER 6
By Moonboy
Michelle, Rachel and Juliette were on the beach with their saddle-boys.
They sat in a circle facing each other. The males were on their backs in the
hot sand. The saddle-chairs were placed over their faces and used as chairs
by the women. Michelle was sitting on Moon-boy’s face, Rachel on that of
Stepper and Juliette on her husband’s face, the saddle-boy she jokingly
called Romeo. Each of the women leaned back in the saddle-chairs and
crossed their smooth, tanned legs on the stomachs of their slaves. Juliette
cruelly teased the cock of her husband with her feet, knowing he could not
cum. Desperate gurgling sounds of frustration came from beneath Juliette’s
lovely posterior and she only smiled and wiggled on his face even more,
torturing him every way she could.
Juliette looked at the younger women and said, “Do you ever think about
what it feels like for them? Oh, don’t get me wrong. My hubby was an
asshole and deserves to spend the rest of his life licking mine.”
Romeo moaned in frustration and anger beneath her. She just wiggled her
sweet ass on his face some more to torment him. Then she continued.
“But do you ever wonder who your saddle-boys were before they became
this? Were they assholes too?”
Rachel smiled.
“Oh, you don’t know,” she said. “I knew Stepper for years before he was my
saddle-boy. He’s my older step-brother.”
Juliette’s eyes widened.
“Wow! You’re kidding. I had no idea. How did this ever come about?”
“My Mom found some stuff he wrote and realized he had an itch for Female
Domination. He willingly became a saddle-boy.”
Stepper moaned beneath Rachel.
“Pphhh nnnn uuuu!”
Rachel laughed and pressed down, silencing and smothering him with the
expertise of her tight and shapely butt.
Juliette laughed.
“He can’t talk but that didn’t sound like agreement.”
“Oh he just didn’t know how far it was going to go and that it was for life.
Did you, poor Stepper?”
She wiggled on his face some more, giving him one quick, partial breath
before she smothered him some more.
“You’ve seen Rebound, my Mom’s saddle-boy?” Rachel asked.
“Oh, yes, I’ve seen him in the stables,” Juliette said.
“You two have something in common. Romeo is your husband. Rebound is
Amanda’s husband. Like yours, he has long been declared dead.”
“Amazing,” Juliette said. “Amanda and I should compare notes.”
“Yes,” Rachel said. “Um, I take it you also don’t know that Stepper here is
the son of Rebound?”
Juliette laughed again.
“It just gets more amazing.”
Michelle chimed in.
“Compared to all this, my story is pretty dull. I never knew Moon-boy before
he was a saddle-boy. Mom bought him and here he is. Isn’t that right, my
big helpless horsey-boy?”
She wiggled her perfect posterior over his eyes and slid her wet, tight slit
around his nose and back and forth. She moaned in pleasure as he gasped
and gurgled, writhing in frustration.
There was a momentary lull and then Michelle said, “Hey, want to play a
game?”
There was tentative agreement.
“It’s called ‘Musical Chairs’. In this case, it’s pretty simple. We each rotate
one to the right. Basically, we switch saddle-boys. We wait a few minutes
and then we switch again. Want to play?”
“Sounds like fun,” was the response from both.
So they rotated so that Michelle sat on Romeo’s face, Juliette moved over to
Stepper and Rachel went to Moon-boy. Michelle sat so she could look down
into Romeo’s eyes.
“Poor baby, does a change of pace arouse you all over again?”
“Uuuu uuuu uuuu!” he moaned.
He looked even angrier being teased and mocked by a girl who was probably
still a teenager or barely past that.
“My Mom will show you lots of great tricks,” she said. “Here’s one of them.
Engulf his nose inside your pussy while sealing his mouth with your butt. He’ll
be saturated with the smell of your pussy. Drives them absolutely insane
with lust.”
“I’ll definitely try that,” Juliette said.
“Pretty humiliating, uh, Romeo, having a girl my age grinding her sweet ass in
your face?”
His moans of humiliation agreed with her.
Meanwhile, Juliette settled comfortably onto Stepper’s face.
“Mmmm, that feels good,” she purred. “Even in the good shape we’ve got
him into, my hubby is still in his fifties. But this young male still has the
tighter face of youth. I know his face was custom made for Rachel’s butt.
Still it makes a nice firm seat. How about you, Stepper? How does it feel to
have an older woman’s softer butt wiggling on your face?”
Stepper was making noises of frustration and wiggling his toes through his
horse-boots.
Rachel grinned.
“The fact he’s still got that throbbing hard-on he had when I was on him
says he finds you quite hot. Plus- and I don’t mean this as an insult- the
naturally softer quality of your butt allows you to even more effectively
smother him, a quality you share with my Mom.”
“Thanks,” Juliette said. “And the fact he hasn’t cum in ages I’m sure
encourages even a young male like this to get rock-hard and blue in the balls
even from a woman my age sitting on his face.”
“Once I get him fixed like Romeo so he can’t cum, you can do more than that
with him,” Rachel smiled.
Rachel looked down.
“And how are you doing, Moon-boy? Start licking or stop breathing.”
He moaned and lapped away, staring straight up Rachel’s firm stomach and
small but full breasts, squirming in desire and aching needs. Rachel had
ridden him before and he knew how much she loved to torture saddle-boys
and make their lungs burn with needs.
After a few minutes, they switched again. Michelle sat on Stepper’s face,
Rachel went to Romeo and Juliette to Moon-boy. Michelle sat with her
cheeks towards Stepper’s eyes and wiggled her butt sensually. She knew
Rachel was more a smotherer than a teaser so her teasing techniques were
not something he received all the time and so they aroused him even more.
She laughed as she so very easily had him gasping and panting beneath
her.
Rachel worked her tight young cheeks around Romeo’s nose and clamped it
shut while sealing his mouth with her crotch. The older male squirmed and
tried to throw her off. But he had no arms and when he tried to dig his
booted feet into the sand to lift and push her off, she just slapped his full,
bloated, aching balls- hard. The second time he tried it, she slapped each
ball individually.
“I add an extra slap for every attempt,” she said.
He held as still as he could suffocating beneath her until she allowed him a
short breath here and there.
Juliette wiggled joyfully on Moon-boy’s face. She started out with her
cheeks towards his eyes and had his cock standing rigid just by swaying
back and forth. Then she turned so her large breasts jiggled above his eyes
and she laughed at the aching need she saw as he looked up at her.
Finally, they switched back to their own saddle-boys.
“Miss me?” Michelle mocked as she engulfed Moon-boy’s nose into her pussy
and made him inhale her vaginal wetness. He moaned and arched his back,
again wiggling his toes in frustration.
Rachel smothered Stepper senseless as he knew she would.
“Poor Stepper,” she smirked. “I think you two gave him too much time to
breathe. He’s happier when his mind is numb with need for air and he can’t
think. Isn’t that right, my beloved step-bro?”
He quivered beneath her. He couldn’t answer and she would use him as she
pleased regardless.
Juliette settled onto Romeo’s face and engulfed his nose into her pussy while
using her beautiful cheeks to seal his mouth shut.
“Now you just try to inhale through your nose and get your nose and mouth
nice and filled with the smell of my pussy,” she teased.
His renewed erection, the wiggling he was doing because of the deep ache in
his balls and his moans of sheer mind-boggling frustrations told her it was
working. With a grin, she turned and engulfed his face with her full
butt-cheeks. She slapped his balls repeatedly, enjoying his muted screams
of pain and the swollen look of his balls, his desperate thrusting at the air
and the way his attempts to breathe aroused her pussy lips, especially since
she could get relief whenever she pleased and he could only suffer in agony.
She smiled and enjoyed the day. Life was good.