Chapter 2

Nancy was somewhat surprised that she had enjoyed riding her grandfather’s big cock with it planted deep inside her rear door. She surprised herself even more when she asked her boyfriend Todd to make her take it the same way because she had always been a little skittish about taking it up the ass before and this was a completely different attitude on her part and he was adjusting to her new kinky side that he had never seen before.

Of course, she always followed up her ass fucking sessions with a good hard ride on her horse to punish her ass cheeks for her perverted choices just as she reached her eighteenth birthday.

She knew that it was illegal for her to take it in the ass before she was eighteen in this state and also that the church considered girls who did such things to be sinners in need of both contrition and plenty of penance to wipe away their need for anal sex no matter how much she ached for the feel of a good hard cock between ass cheeks digging in deep to find her special sweet spot that she loved so much.

Her grandfather made her promise never to disclose their anal foolishness because he was fearful of losing his deacon status in the church and the prestige was something he valued immensely.

Nancy’s parents were separated and that was why she was living with her grandparents.

That was just fine with her because her father was inclined to be heavy handed with the stinging riding crop that he used to discipline her when she went over the line of good behavior. Her mom was sort of a “me” person and she usually just turned all parental duties over to her husband because it was far too much of a bore for her and added too much stress to her system unnecessarily.

Apparently the divorce was finalized and she received word from her grandparents that she would be going home to live with her mother and her new husband who had been actually living with her mom ever since she moved out of the house. Her biological father was taking a cruise around the world and had taken his former secretary who was at least twenty years younger and would make a fine trophy wife.

Her new stepfather’s name was Peter and she had to smile every time she heard his name spoken because back in school she didn’t like to use the word cock or dick and usually called “it” Peter because it sounded a lot more refined than “Willie” to her.

She would miss her grandfather’s fine Peter and hoped that perhaps her new stepdaddy might be a fan of anal loving and might even give her a taste of his brand of doggie style in her ass without filling her mother in on the fine details because she was definitely the jealous type.

Nancy stood just inside the double doorway front door watching the two men working for her parents carry in her luggage from the limo. The driver was an old fart with an aloof attitude that kept his lip locked the entire trip. The two guys carrying her stuff were decent enough to consider for a quickie from her point of view but then again she hadn’t been laid for almost a whole week and she was reaching a point of desperation down below. Her mom and the mysterious new daddy were nowhere to be seen and she was seriously thinking about starting to cry she was that frustrated with the entire situation.

Then, Roxanne her mom’s new personal assistant came down the staircase dressed in riding clothes and she looked delectable with the high leather boots that were simply to die for.

“You must be Nancy. Your parents didn’t expect you until noon. Why don’t we get you settled into your new room and then we can go to the stables and you can see the horses that your new daddy has purchased to go with the estate. I hear you are quite the rider and I dabble in it also because I find it so invigorating in a special way that simply makes my day. Please call me Roxanne and I shall call you Nancy.”

Nancy followed the stunning woman up the spiral staircase unable to tear her eyes away from the skin-tight riding pants that looked like she was poured into them without a single wrinkle. The scent of her perfume was drawn into her nostrils like a haunting mist of sinful emotions and it surprised her because she was truly centered on cock and not on pretty cunts with their back-stabbing ways.

The suitcases were lined up alongside the canopied bed with the white bedspread. She dropped her bag and shook off her shoes and flopped down on top of it just to see if it was hard or soft. She liked it a little bit firm but had to have that softness that let her sleep comfortably when she really only needed sleep and not horizontal exercise.

She was astonished when the woman called Roxanne crawled in beside her still wearing her riding boots that gave her a distinctly masculine look that made her feel suddenly all submissive and ready to be ridden in almost any position.

Roxanne reached out and ran her hand over her bare arm almost up to her armpit where she was childishly ticklish and she had a quick moment of panic concerned that the woman would think her a foolish schoolgirl ready to do anything she wanted.

Quickly, she pulled the woman over on top of her and she planted both of her hands firmly on Roxanne’s backside and told her, “I like riding and I like being ridden but I like cock a whole lot more and I hope you do too.”