A simple story
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I'm sleeping on the floor and suddenly feel that smell. My cock gets harder and I open my eyes, slowly, looking at the dark bush in front of my face. You wake me up again with your pussy right in front of my tongue and I start to lick you. You moan, but you stand up, slap my face with your foot gently and walk to the closet. Next I turn my head and see you in your chair, putting up your boots ... English knee-high riding boots on your naked legs! You look your boot-clad legs in the mirror while I crawl to you and lick them. You can feel my tongue licking from your toes to the upper border of your boot and back.

*SMACK* ... you hit me with the riding crop and I know what you want from me. I crawl to the closet, take your spurs and get back to you. The spurs are cruel, but you're smiling at them, gently like they were the most gentle device in the world. I get to my knees, touching the floor with my right knee and my left foot ... having my left knee in the air. You place your boot on my left knee and I strap the spur around, fastening it good. You smile, satisfied, and give me your other boot to do the same. You look at your boots and kick me very gently a couple of times in my sides, to check whether the spurs are in place.

*SMACK* ... you hit me with the crop again and my head is down at your boots. As usual, I kiss your boots and your spurs, thanking you for being my rider. I beg for you to ride me, but you kick my head with the tip of your toe. Ah ... I forgot to kiss your riding crop too. I kiss your riding crop ... sliding my tongue along it. I move my tongue again to your boots and I lick them, making them shine. Yes! I love when you ride me with your shiny boots on! I polish your spurs, while you moan quietly, enjoying my tongue-job down there. I can almost feel as if my mouth were made of leather! I can feel that taste of leather, but not only in my mouth - I can feel it like I have it in my blood, my brain.

*SMACK* ... the riding crop makes my back burning and I'm back on my knees. I'm looking at your eyes and kissing your hand, while you smile gently. You hit me once again with the crop, just near my neck and I get on all 4s. You want a 4-legged horse to ride today. You slide the crop on my back, slowly, down my spine, while you're inspecting my body carefully. You walk around me and I can hear the wooden floor moaning with each your step. I'm getting hot as I listen to the music you make by your walk, but also scared a bit when I hear the jingle of your spurs. You stop by my side and I can feel your booted foot on my back. You slide your toe down my spine, massaging my back to be more elastic when you sit. Your foot slides on my other side and I'm cought by your sexy legs now. I feel your weight on my back slowly increasing as you sit. Mmmmmm ... you don't jump on my back ever - you just like to place
yourself smoothly ... and I love it!

*SMACK* ... the riding crop is on my thigh now at the same time with a slight kick of your spurs and I begin move slowly. You can feel your inner thighs and your pussy being rubbed by my body as I move. You start to moan. I buck with my back skillfully and you feel your pussy jumping a bit on my back. I can feel you getting wetter. I'm getting harder and harder and then I can feel your ...

... *KICK*! Yes, you dig your both spurs in my flesh and I start to run. You'll moaning louder and I'm hoping you'll get busy with your orgasm now, but you don't have any mercy for me. You dig the spurs again in my flesh, trying to leave deep marks on my skin with the rowels of your spurs. I have to move faster, keeping the pace ... that is all I have to do. I start to yell and beg you for mercy, but you just kick me harder each time you hear me. I'm running, my back is now burning of your pussy rubbed on it and you're moaning and kicking harder. Finally, you dig your spurs hard in my flesh, drawing blood and you cum on my back, moaning loudly! My pain becomes your pleasure, but I'm getting closer too. I can feel your pussy juices flowing down my back and I buck wildly, to make your pussy jump along my huge back and keep you as longer in your orgasm as possible. You release the spurs from my sides and you sigh ... your
orgasm is over and you dismount, walking in the other room and getting quickly back here.

*WOW* !!! You don't have your riding boots on your feet any more, but something more arousing and interesting: your sexy thigh high leather boots with 3" heels! I'm getting extremely aroused while you place your foot on my back, strapping something around it.
You repeat the same with another foot and you straddle me again, almost jumping on my back. You smile, sliding your high heels on my thighs, my cock is going to explode soon. You know it, but you tease me, looking at my back muscles contracting. You feel I'm extremely close and you ...

... *KICK* !!! Yes, you kick me again, but this time I can see heaven! Your cruellest Mexican spurs, the pair I bought you last year when we were in Acapulco, rip my flesh and I'm getting close to the very edge. Mmmmm ... if I only could get my mouth close to your boots and spurs, to feel their, to kiss them and feel the taste of my own blood and sweat! You just smile, kiss the back side of your neck and you ...

... *KICK* !!! Harder than ever, you dig both spurs in my flesh, using the same wounded spot you made by your spurs all the time! and I ...... *CUM* !!! I spurt my cum all over the floor! You start to kick me repeatedly and with each your kick I spurt more cum! Finally, you dismount and place your boot right in front of me. I know what I have to do, and I do it: bringing my head down, I start to clean your boots and spurs, collecting all the blood from them and making them shiny like the first time I bought them to you. I'm done with your thigh high boots, but you hold your riding boots in your hands too. You shove your arms deep inside of your boots, up to your elbows and bring the boots to my face. I lick the soles and spurs, while you whisper the words of satisfaction and love. Satisfied, you give me to arrange your boots in the closet. As usual, I do it with care. I turn my head around to see if you're satisfied and I can see you close to me. You're kneeling on the floor, beside me and you're rubbing the wounds you made with your spurs. Your loving hands can really cure every wound. I close my eyes, open my mouth a bit and you give me a ...... *KISS* !!! You kiss like noone else, so lovingly and passionately, almost eating my mouth with hunger. Your kiss awakes every part of my huge body, every bone and every muscle, while somewhere deeply in my sole I can feel mysterious, but extreme power! The power of your love! And mine as well!