The cart was fitted to Sharon’s harness where her thigh is, and then her wrists were secured on each side too. She was all ready to race.
The races went like this: Two girls and their riders went at a time, the winners raced each other and the losers raced the fifth girl, this ensured they all had two races each.
Sharon was in the second race, she could see the girls being lined up on the grass track beyond the courtyard as she herself was being led out by Peter into the courtyard.
It was a nice warm day for it, only a light breeze.
She could feel the sun on her back and a feeling that was new to her, the light wind on her tits and pussy too.
Then two men came up to her they asked Peter if they could check her over as Steven had told them to expect a new runner being broken in and they felt they must check her out.
Peter told them to go ahead. Straight away their hands were all over Sharon, “Very nice” one of them said as he was tugging at her nipples the other one went round the back and touched her tail then he pushed his finger right into her pussy, “She’s soaking wet Peter,” he said in a loud voice she will be great later, “it’s your lucky day mate.”
Sharon told me later she was so confused what was going through her head at that point. On the one hand, she was so turned on by a stranger putting his finger in her, but at the same time she was thinking what was Peter going to do to her later.
But before she could think of it anymore, a starting pistol was fired and the first race began. Everyone started cheering as the first pony came over the finishing line.
There was quite a few spectators to in the crowd, so when Sharon felt Peter lead her to the starting line for her first ever race, she could feel all those eyes on her naked body, but she was determined to show them all and Peter to just how good she was.
She was to race Sally, Sally was with Dean, a slightly bigger built man than Peter, so she would have slight advantage, but on the other hand Sally and Dean had done this before many times and were said by Peter to be a good team.
Everything went dead quiet all eyes on the race; Sharon’s heart was pounding. Then the pistol rang out and they were off, Sally took an early lead, then Sharon got used to the weight and caught her up as they got round the bend and on to the last dash to the finish line, she was so determined to win, she raced as hard as she could working her now sweaty body to the limit.
She overtook Sally and Dean and stormed over the finish line, The crowd went mad, everyone was stood up shouting and cheering, She felt so happy at that point she was ecstatic.
Peter got down from the cart and rubbed a blanket over her, She couldn’t help noticing it had her name on it too; they didn’t miss a thing here.
The cart was unhooked and then Peter led her around the courtyard and a man in a suit and bow tie came up to her and said well done ponygirl you will go far and placed a rosette on her bridle.
He then led her into a small empty stable stall with straw on the ground he tied her reins to a ring on the wall and told her to wee if she needed to.
Then he opened a bottle of spring water and put it to her mouth, drink he said you earned it. So she did, even through she still had the bit it her mouth, she held her head up as Peter poured the clear liquid in her.
At the same time she was in so much need to pee and with another race to run that day, she know she had no choice but to let go and piss right there on the new straw in front of Peter.
It all came gushing out of her, Peter stroked her hair smiled and said “Good girl you will feel much better for that.”
After about 30 minutes Peter led her out into the courtyard again and reconnected her cart, “Ready for your second race?”
he said, she nodded, She thought let’s get on with it, then she could have a proper rest and a drink at home with me.
She was to race Trudy, the winner of the first race; they were once again lined up at the starting post waiting for the sound of the pistol.
Trudy was the same size as her and Bob her partner about the same as Peter, so this could go anyway.
The gun went off and away they went, they were neck and neck as they went into the bend. She was flat out, she so much wanted to win this but felt she could just not go any faster, then for the first time, Peter struck her on the side of her bum with his crop, it stung but she pushed herself even faster and overtook Trudy to be first over the line, once again the crowd were in uproar and she was so pleased to have won.
I was detached from my cart once again and paraded round the paddock, Everyone there it seemed wanted to see me and not just see me, hands were all over my body.
My tits got pulled and felt again and many fingers this time went in my pussy I lost count how many and most of them were surprised just how wet I was, all those hands on me what can they expect she told me later.
I was declared the winner of that meeting and even given a small cup too which Peter took and said he would give me later to take home with me.
All the ponygirls were then lined up and hosed down with warm water there in the paddock before being taken into the large stable again and our reins were tied to a wooden bar so we in line again.
Sally was next to me and I could tell she wasn’t happy; the stares I got were evil.
We waited there like this for about fifteen minutes, and then the men came in.
Without a word said, they all stood behind us, Peter behind me, Dean behind Sally and so on, They pulled down their trousers and underwear and pushed their rock hard cocks right in our wet pussies.
Well I was so shocked it happened so fast, but after winning the two races and the fact that she was so randy all day by then she just needed to be fucked and there was Sally next to her too, so she had to behave, she didn’t want her to show her up did she?
Peter fucked her really hard and to tell you the truth she loved it, she said. Then she had one of the best orgasms of her life even more powerful than I give her she said looking guilty, and then Peter came inside her, sperm running down her legs.
They must have looked a sight all in a row, bent over with the men taking them all together from behind.
While they were recovering before the men released them and took the leatherwork off them, Sharon noticed all the other girls had a pony logo and the initials of the stable tattooed on the right of their bums.
Why was that? She thought to herself.
After she had been taken out of her harness and bridle, she was given back her clothes and asked if she enjoyed herself that day.
She was totally knackered but she had to admit to Peter she did and asked would she do it again, she said she would.
She got in the car and came home. When I wanted to know what happened she pulled down her wet stained knickers, bent over, her bottom facing me, “Look for yourself” she said I could clearly see her come filled pussy.
No reproduction without permission Copyright Tina Avis 2007
The races went like this: Two girls and their riders went at a time, the winners raced each other and the losers raced the fifth girl, this ensured they all had two races each.
Sharon was in the second race, she could see the girls being lined up on the grass track beyond the courtyard as she herself was being led out by Peter into the courtyard.
It was a nice warm day for it, only a light breeze.
She could feel the sun on her back and a feeling that was new to her, the light wind on her tits and pussy too.
Then two men came up to her they asked Peter if they could check her over as Steven had told them to expect a new runner being broken in and they felt they must check her out.
Peter told them to go ahead. Straight away their hands were all over Sharon, “Very nice” one of them said as he was tugging at her nipples the other one went round the back and touched her tail then he pushed his finger right into her pussy, “She’s soaking wet Peter,” he said in a loud voice she will be great later, “it’s your lucky day mate.”
Sharon told me later she was so confused what was going through her head at that point. On the one hand, she was so turned on by a stranger putting his finger in her, but at the same time she was thinking what was Peter going to do to her later.
But before she could think of it anymore, a starting pistol was fired and the first race began. Everyone started cheering as the first pony came over the finishing line.
There was quite a few spectators to in the crowd, so when Sharon felt Peter lead her to the starting line for her first ever race, she could feel all those eyes on her naked body, but she was determined to show them all and Peter to just how good she was.
She was to race Sally, Sally was with Dean, a slightly bigger built man than Peter, so she would have slight advantage, but on the other hand Sally and Dean had done this before many times and were said by Peter to be a good team.
Everything went dead quiet all eyes on the race; Sharon’s heart was pounding. Then the pistol rang out and they were off, Sally took an early lead, then Sharon got used to the weight and caught her up as they got round the bend and on to the last dash to the finish line, she was so determined to win, she raced as hard as she could working her now sweaty body to the limit.
She overtook Sally and Dean and stormed over the finish line, The crowd went mad, everyone was stood up shouting and cheering, She felt so happy at that point she was ecstatic.
Peter got down from the cart and rubbed a blanket over her, She couldn’t help noticing it had her name on it too; they didn’t miss a thing here.
The cart was unhooked and then Peter led her around the courtyard and a man in a suit and bow tie came up to her and said well done ponygirl you will go far and placed a rosette on her bridle.
He then led her into a small empty stable stall with straw on the ground he tied her reins to a ring on the wall and told her to wee if she needed to.
Then he opened a bottle of spring water and put it to her mouth, drink he said you earned it. So she did, even through she still had the bit it her mouth, she held her head up as Peter poured the clear liquid in her.
At the same time she was in so much need to pee and with another race to run that day, she know she had no choice but to let go and piss right there on the new straw in front of Peter.
It all came gushing out of her, Peter stroked her hair smiled and said “Good girl you will feel much better for that.”
After about 30 minutes Peter led her out into the courtyard again and reconnected her cart, “Ready for your second race?”
he said, she nodded, She thought let’s get on with it, then she could have a proper rest and a drink at home with me.
She was to race Trudy, the winner of the first race; they were once again lined up at the starting post waiting for the sound of the pistol.
Trudy was the same size as her and Bob her partner about the same as Peter, so this could go anyway.
The gun went off and away they went, they were neck and neck as they went into the bend. She was flat out, she so much wanted to win this but felt she could just not go any faster, then for the first time, Peter struck her on the side of her bum with his crop, it stung but she pushed herself even faster and overtook Trudy to be first over the line, once again the crowd were in uproar and she was so pleased to have won.
I was detached from my cart once again and paraded round the paddock, Everyone there it seemed wanted to see me and not just see me, hands were all over my body.
My tits got pulled and felt again and many fingers this time went in my pussy I lost count how many and most of them were surprised just how wet I was, all those hands on me what can they expect she told me later.
I was declared the winner of that meeting and even given a small cup too which Peter took and said he would give me later to take home with me.
All the ponygirls were then lined up and hosed down with warm water there in the paddock before being taken into the large stable again and our reins were tied to a wooden bar so we in line again.
Sally was next to me and I could tell she wasn’t happy; the stares I got were evil.
We waited there like this for about fifteen minutes, and then the men came in.
Without a word said, they all stood behind us, Peter behind me, Dean behind Sally and so on, They pulled down their trousers and underwear and pushed their rock hard cocks right in our wet pussies.
Well I was so shocked it happened so fast, but after winning the two races and the fact that she was so randy all day by then she just needed to be fucked and there was Sally next to her too, so she had to behave, she didn’t want her to show her up did she?
Peter fucked her really hard and to tell you the truth she loved it, she said. Then she had one of the best orgasms of her life even more powerful than I give her she said looking guilty, and then Peter came inside her, sperm running down her legs.
They must have looked a sight all in a row, bent over with the men taking them all together from behind.
While they were recovering before the men released them and took the leatherwork off them, Sharon noticed all the other girls had a pony logo and the initials of the stable tattooed on the right of their bums.
Why was that? She thought to herself.
After she had been taken out of her harness and bridle, she was given back her clothes and asked if she enjoyed herself that day.
She was totally knackered but she had to admit to Peter she did and asked would she do it again, she said she would.
She got in the car and came home. When I wanted to know what happened she pulled down her wet stained knickers, bent over, her bottom facing me, “Look for yourself” she said I could clearly see her come filled pussy.
No reproduction without permission Copyright Tina Avis 2007
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