Most people would think that working at a Dude Ranch involved horses, that was why when I was told I was going to be working at a Dude Ranch for the summer, since I was now sixteen, so I could earn money for a car, insurance, as well as gas money, I didn’t get upset. My mom had a dozen horses that we kept, meaning I was the one to do most of the daily chores involving feeding, fence work, loading hay into the loft, mucking out the stalls, brushing the horses down daily, and putting them out in the pasture then back in their stalls.

I knew more than the basics of how to ride, since my mom was a former pro rodeo star, who trained girls of all ages. I done well in school, but had no interest in the pro sports, to my dad’s disappointment, mostly based on my height.

I had brown hair, pale green eyes, a farmers tan, I was solidly built, but only four foot ten at sixteen years old. I wasn’t as fast as the football players, making me slower also in baseball. Basketball was a joke, I could wrestle, but was too old for my size group, then the swimming I done okay with, but was dropped, since we had so many better swimmers with the team being size restricted.

That meant that I worked for my mom at home after school and on the weekends. Doing more than basic chores would be though of as. My dad decided on me getting a job, my mom decided where I would be going, to expand my experiences when dealing with others, mainly customers, she said. So I loaded up the horse I typically used, with gear. Mom driving me from east Montana, down to just outside Reno Nevada, for my summer job.

It looked funny to me, with the big neon signs of a cowboy in a hat, shorts, and boots with three women in tied up flannel tops, even shorter shorts, and boots with spurs standing around him. The place looked more like a hotel or casino from the outside, but driving around the back where I unloaded everything there was a barn, stalls with several dozen horses, a loft above each stall for the hay and feed, so I figured the place was a fancy pants ranch for the privileged and pampered of society.

A woman in jeans, a button up flannel shirt, and boots, that was six inches taller than me talked with mom while I done the work. I got a hug, kiss on my cheek, and then she took off. She had a show in a week she needed to get ready for, down here in Reno, so she couldn’t stick around. Expecting a bunkhouse setup I was surprised when I was taken into the main building, through a fancy lounge with men and women scattered throughout, up a set of stairs, and finally down the hall to a room on the back of the building facing the stables.

The room was a shock to me more than having a private room. The bathroom and shower was part of the main bedroom. The closet was the only spot for clothing, but had several dozen sheets, pillow cases, and bed spreads. The only table was beside the bed, with a basket, and a single piece of paper that I didn’t have time to look at.

The woman looked familiar, and if it was who I think it was, I was talking with a former porn star. Then she said her name Mei Cumis, the most famous asian porn star I knew of. But I missed her comment, blushing I asked her to repeat what she said, since it sounded like ‘strip so we can fuck’ and I didn’t want to assume that it wasn’t my imagination.

“I said, I want you to strip and get in bed so you can fuck my brains out as your job interview. If you do well, you will not be wasted on playing with horses and flirting with women and girls. You will be a lounge agent who gets to fuck for money, usually for a few hundred an hour, depending on what you and the woman do, ten times that if she wants bareback to try to get pregnant. The house keeps a cut, and you do a weekly blood test in house with a physical to make sure you are clean. Your mom hinted that you might need an ID stating your age of eighteen, but that is easily done.” She had stripped down, freezing me as I was taking off my clothing, mostly in a daze.

Her smirk causing me to blush got me going again. When I was down to my over-sized boxers I climbed onto the bed, standing in front of her as I pulled the drawstring dropping my boxers to my feet showing that one part of me, while not huge, looked that way on my smaller body. I was getting hard looking at the way she was licking her lips while eyeing my cock.

In school, I was never ashamed to shower, since my cock was longer than more than half of the boys, and since I was a grower, not a shower, I got bigger when I got an erection. That was the one thing that seemed to keep the taller boys from picking on me in school. That and the fact that two thirds of the high-school girls were friends of mine, thank you horses, meaning that any harassment of me would result in no sex for the boys involved.

So as Mei crawled forward towards me, my six limp inches grew to almost nine inches, while my over two and a half inches in diameter swelled up to over three inches in diameter. Mei was actually drooling, leaving a wet trail down off her chin, and down her thigh when I looked. She took her time licking and sucking on my cock, though she tried, she couldn’t get more than a few inches in before she had to pull back to close her mouth. Not that she seemed to be unhappy with what she could get in her mouth.

I had good stamina from beating off, but her mouth was amazing, when added to her slobber and using her hands, I was ready to burst in five minutes. I told her, and she grinned as she took the head and the few inches she could, jacking me with both hands until I exploded into her mouth. She sucked it all in, swallowing several times before she showed me the last of it, before she emptied her mouth with a final gulp.

I slowly fell to my knees hugging her as she hugged me while we kissed. It was not love, it was raw lust, me wanting her as a fantasy I had beat off to for several years, while for her, it was my cock, since she was a size queen, so I was going to stretch her more than any natural cock she had ever had before. My youth was appreciated by her when I was hard, and pressing between her thighs before our kiss ended, but it was an intense kiss so it could have lasted a good ten minutes and I wouldn’t have noticed.

She started to lay back, pulling on me, but I was worried about hurting her. So I kept myself above her once we were lying on the bed. She was not willing to wait for me though so she spread her legs putting her heels on my knees. Using her hand she placed my cock head between her giant pussy lips, then shoved my legs out from under me causing me to drop, shoving every last inch of my cock into her. I thought I was going to jail for murder by sex from the sound of her scream, until she looked at me with a scary look, telling me to fuck her till I dropped.

When I felt her pussy squeezing me as I pulled back then relaxing as I thrust back in I realized, like men’s dicks, pussies came in all different capacities to take cock. Hers being on the big size, like me, meant that to really stretch her out she needed a thick cock that was decently long. She took every inch for the hour and a half I pounded her, switching to doggy, cow girl, reverse cow girl, and a few others like little spoon, since she was bigger than me, and whatever it was when she had her head at my feet as I yanked her feet to drive my cock down into her pussy.

When I said I was about to cum she moved us to doggy, telling me to blast every drip into her womb. I was happy to do it, feeling my cock get shoved out by the pressure, as each blast of cum pushed me a bit further back, since she was wrapped so tight around me that nothing was getting past my cock. When I finished she spun to where she was hanging off the bed with her ass and pussy pointed up into the air.

She asked me to use a wet wipe, found in the bathroom cabinet, telling me to bring the tape as well. I wiped all the leakage, tucking her inner lips in, then stretched the tape over her pussy from butt hole to above her clit, sealing in all of my cum. I wondered why, but she just winked at me with no explanation. Before I could ask, she said I was only going to work the lounge unless there were no ladies wanting to ride a dude.

We showered, then she went through my clothing, pulling out the shortest loose cotton shorts I had, telling me to skip the underwear, but the sleeveless shirt was good. If it wasn’t for her almost hungry look I would have thought the way my cock bumped and swung free in the shorts was embarrassing. She put my cowboy hat back on me with a naughty grin, to finish dressing me Now I understood the closet with so many bed changes. We skipped the pillows but the throw and the sheets got swapped out. She then had me read the sheet of prices, times, and services, telling me that I would have made three grand from her for unprotected sex, as well as a blow job where she was allowed to swallow.

When she stopped outside the lounge, before she headed off to the lobby, she told me that I was to read the sheet in my room with any lady asking to go to my room with me. When I walked into the lounge, I was shocked at how many beautiful women were there, and how many of them looked at me as they licked their lips. Before I could walk to any of the women, a giant stood up from near the back of the lounge, heading my direction with a purpose.

She looked to be over seven foot tall, shockingly muscular, with a chest that could only be called small on someone her size, since she was a D-cup by my guess. Her figure was slender, but the swell of her hips, that hard, but generous ass, showed how powerful she was, yet no one could doubt that she was also all woman. With her wearing a stretch type light pink dress, contrasting her dark tan and platinum blond hair the only part of her I could not see the shape of was her pussy, and when she took my hand and softly said ‘Your room’, that was going to change soon.

When we got to my room, that I unlocked with a code, then let her enter first, she smiled as the door locked automatically behind us. She pulled up her dress leaving her wearing two inch heels and a grin. I pulled my shirt off, then dropped my shorts, stepping out of my boots. I gestured towards the bed, beside the only table. She didn’t speak, so I didn’t, and we seemed to understand each other well with gestures.

She pointed to four hours, raw, oral for her, vaginal with tape to seal the cum in after everything was done. I finally spoke out loud, confirming her choices, getting her to agree by saying ‘yes’ in a soft voice. I sat the menu down, then was all over her kissing, caressing, leaving a circle of hickeys around her nipples, on her inner thighs, then torturing her as I left the biggest hickey on the patch between her pussy opening and her butt hole, getting her to orgasm powerfully.

Then she flipped me over like a stuffed doll and tried to smother me by sitting on my face, not that I was in danger, but it was a control dynamic for her, making me eat her pussy. I did, for almost a half hour before she fell sideways shuddering and twitching as she almost looked like she was having a seizure from the power of her nearly non stop orgasm.

I waited but she kept twitching and jerking so I grabbed her thighs spreading them, and after rubbing my cock on her to wet it, I thrust in, stretching her out and hitting bottom before I was all the way in. She squeezed so hard it was a bit painful, so was the scream from her as she sprayed, her orgasm even knocking her out cold. Not that her pussy noticed as it kept squeezing, in a grasping clenching way for over two minutes, before she slowly relaxed and her limbs flopped loose. Her back straightened, so that she was finally laying flat, breathing regularly, and she was looking up with a huge smile, as I slowly started pumping into her, getting a little squeak every time I bottomed out.

We worked through every position, me doing the dumb looking porn move with her butt on the pillows, legs up against her chest, as I squatted plunging my cock into her pussy from above. Dumb looking, but since this was near the end of her time, when I filled her with cum twice in this position the cum was filling her gaping pussy. I cleaned her, taped her closed, doing a triple tape down, and we showered. She pulled out her purse, grabbing a wad of bills that she handed to me, with a business card. I noticed a gun, and badge in her purse, but didn’t ask or comment. I quickly stripped the bed, remaking it in under a minute, while she dressed then checked her makeup, fixing it.

Her parting kiss was tender and loving, outside the door to my room, before I escorted her down to the lounge, but she kept going to the lobby. I followed because I had forgotten to ask Mei about the payment, tip, situation. When I asked the woman at the lobby desk she said Mei would meet me at my room. So I returned, and noticing the smell, I lit a scented candle I found in the bathroom cabinet. I had left the door partially open, and Mei entered with another woman that I recognized as a porn star also.

“Your first customer left. The way she was walking funny, and smiling, I think she enjoyed your time. I was in a meeting, but I wanted to make sure you were happy with everything so I figured to bring my partner in to meet you. You have a question for me?” I noticed that no name was given, so I didn’t use her stage name after smiling at them both.

“Sorry to bother you ladies, it was curiosity about the billing, and tipping. How is the billing done, if all we do is look at, and discuss the menu, then spend time together, but when done, she leaves the business? Did she pay for what she wanted up front, does the money she left cover what we done, or are we under video and audio surveillance and someone enters the charges on her credit card after we agree to what is done? That leads to what if she changes what she wants mid way, lets say from protected, to raw, or adds in a blow job, or my eating her out? I don’t want your business to suffer loss of revenue from my inexperience.” I could see both women smiling.

“He is quick, one customer and asking about the important stuff, rather than running right back down to get another woman to fuck.” Jenna, or whatever her real name was had a big grin.

“To answer you, all the rooms are under full time surveillance, and is actively monitored, so yes, you are on camera every time you have someone else in the room. This is for your protection, and to protect the customer. They can also download the video of you from our site for a further fee. So your agreeing to everything beforehand, puts a hold on the card for potential services, but no charge is made until the time is up, assuming they don’t extend the time, or ask for additional services. Also in case things get cut short for some reason. All money left here is your personal tip.” I could see the women looking at the money and business card in the basket, then glancing at each other.

“Yes, her card shows that she is a police detective, I seen cuffs, badge, and gun in her purse. Might want to make sure that ID you get me is real, just in case, you know.” I counted out the bills, finding twelve hundred dollars there, getting big grins from the two ladies.

“Is paying for the ID on me or on you?” Both chuckled, as Mei shook her head before she showed me a safe, with, of all things, a drop slot like a casino dealer would use, but into a safe big enough for me to crawl inside. I put my wallet, cell phone, and my tip in on the shelves before I was given two kisses and told to go back to work. Outside of the lounge, I hit them with another question, getting nothing but laughter as my answer.

“The menu doesn’t say anything about a threesome, or overnights, is that at normal rates or discounted since I will not but able to give it my all in those cases?” The woman behind the lobby counter got wide eyes as she thought about what I was suggesting, being something I was not opposed to.

My return to the lounge involved talking to half a dozen women, socially, including giving some advice about saddles, stirrups, and type of clothing to get a comfortable ride. When a pair of twins walked in, only standing a few inches taller than me, I had been crossing the lounge, but paused to tell them welcome, tipping my hat. That seemed to be enough for them and we were headed up to my room. They wanted raw, oral for them, no need to preserve the cum, and two hours, leaving it close to eight at night when we would finish.

They were having as much fun with each other, as I ate them out one after the other, as they were having with me. Then when the one with a tattoo on her left butt cheek, her twin sister having one on her right butt cheek, decided it was time for me to fill her up, I discovered the shallow end of the pussy spectrum, only getting half of my cock inside her before she was full. She loved the stretching, and kept telling my harder as I jammed my cock in hitting bottom every time. Her sister holding her from behind, kissing her as I gnawed on a nipple while fingering her sister’s clit. Once I filled her up, I was cleaned before the sister dove in to eat my cum out, wagging her butt at me. I took the hint, pounding her just as steady and long as I did her sister. Then they flopped over in a sixty nine. Giving me access to both pussies, that I filled one more time each before snuggling them for the last ten minutes as we all kissed and caressed each other.

They left me a tip, before they dressed up and left, not bothering to shower, while I cleaned up the bed sheets, and pillow cases. I showered, dressed for hard labor rather than sex work, heading out to take care of my horse, taking a half hour, before I headed in and asked about where I went to eat. I found that there was a basement level, in house laundry, cooks and a cafeteria, a doctors office, and a big screen TV with a few couches in front of it. All the staff were women, with men being the ones using the services. I imagine each service cost me a bit out of my share, but they enabled me to do the work, so it was reasonable. It would cost more to drive into town, cost for food, cost for laundry, cost for medical, cost for security monitoring. Nothing was free, and anyone who didn’t understand didn’t last, I would imagine.

Once I was fed, I was thinking about heading up to my room, but since it passed the lounge, I decided to look in to see if anyone was there. What I found was four women, no men, and I heard the soft announcement that the lounge would close in five minutes. The four women all had rings on their fingers, one looked like she was a bit drunk and the ring looked like an engagement ring rather than a wedding ring. I decided if they were here, they had an agenda, so I was willing to be helpful.

“Hello ladies, if you need a room, and company for the night, I seem to be your only choice, but it is better to get a piece, than wonder about what you missed.” When I walked up I was obviously shorter than all of them, but then the one with the engagement ring spoke up.

“Do you give a discount for a wedding party. We wanted a group of men, one each, but we showed up to late, so if there is only one of you, how does that work?” She was obviously a bit tipsy, but not hammered, so within reasonable condition to know what she was doing and asking for.

“The way I see it, I can play with all four of you, I have two hands, a tongue, and a cock to make you scream in joy. But realistically two at a time is the best I can take care of, without disappointing one or more of you. So the billing will be based on my activities, not with who I am active. So if you are willing to wait your turn, I think I can make you ladies happy and then we can rest on clean sheets, and if you want to have a morning romp, well, that can be decided tomorrow.” I smiled and pulled the bride to her feet, heading to my room with all four women smiling.

My glance to the lobby, and wink at the woman there as she stared at me with her jaw hanging down, almost had me laughing. I led the women to my room, told them to get comfortable, as I stripped down. When we looked over the menu I was told oral for all four of them by me, vaginal, no protection, no need to preserve the cum, and they wanted at least an hour each. I agreed, figuring I would be done by one in the morning.

They were kinky, the bride was a virgin, the women wanted to know if they could make a standing reservation for me to destroy them every month. I told them all the policy for stuff like that was on the website or needed to be arranged with management, but I was not opposed to the idea. They kissed each other, and caressed breasts, but that was the limit of what the done with each other. When I was done, having eaten all four, filled pussies, and asses of the three married women, and put three loads in the bride, finishing at eight in the morning, they were sober, tender, and happy. They all left a tip after they cleaned up, even the bride whispering to me that she might only let the man she was marrying have her just once, planning on coming here for me every weekend from here on out.

I cleaned up, got dressed, cared for my horse, ate, then slept for eight hours. With it being a Monday I figured the clientele would change, having fewer day visitors for the lounge. I was correct, but after eating, as I took care of my horse, I was asked if I had a room for work by a woman in military fatigues, who had been out riding. I told her I did, but I needed to take care of my horse first, since she was my priority at this time. She smiled as she watched me, then when I finished she took my hand and I realized she was the same height as me, she just had larger heels on her military boots.

We passed through the lobby, where a new woman was working, but she nodded to me, glancing at the women with me with a smirk. I was about to pass the lounge when six other women in military uniforms were making a lot of noise, having two of the men I recognized try to calm them down. I paused, then using a whistle to get the attention of someone on a trail ride I got the attention of all the women in the lounge, as well as the few men.

“Manners ladies, or I will pay these men to stop playing with you and I will take you all to my room and spank your bare asses.” I think they were shocked by my challenging them, but then they all were headed towards me, while the woman beside me was laughing as we all headed up to my room.

It was seven in the morning when the women left, spanked, pussies eaten, fucked into submission, and I was drained. I was also shocked at the amount of money left as a tip, with three of them leaving cards with names, ranks, phone numbers, and thanks. I got my dinner, took care of my horse, then crashed for six hours.

When I wandered downstairs for food I was being stared at by the guys in the room, and most of the women as well. Come to find out the military women usually got drunk and busted up the place with few of them ever getting with a man. But I took on all seven for the entire night, with them all leaving a review card talking about my making all of them feel valued as customers.

This was told to me by Mei, as she had her lunch with me. I needed to go with her to get my ID today, and I needed to go through the physical and blood tests. I was getting far more action than she expected. She also told me that her top five earners put together didn’t pull the business that I did, but no one felt they could have handled the women groups I had taken care of. The twins, yes, but the bridal party, and the marines, they were too worried about getting hurt.

I laughed when I told her I would have bruises, but their asses were glowing and their pussies were gaped and dripping, with smiles that could light up the night when I finished with them. Watching was as much fun for them as getting stretched, or so they thought until I was hitting bottom while almost tearing them in two. Only one just couldn’t take me, and I cheated with her by shooting a load inside her, then once limp shoving myself inside of her, and playing with her tits till I swelled up making her orgasm from just my stretching her out. Then I could pound her since she was so slick from my cum.

She gave me an odd look, asking how many condoms I had used, then blinked when I told her I wasn’t sure where the condoms were, since every woman so far wanted raw. I got my physical and blood draw before we headed out, her seemingly deep in thought about something. The ID process was easy since we were after hours at an actual DMV so I got a drivers license rather than an ID, actually paying for it, making me eighteen and four months, with the same birthday, just two years earlier.

Once back at the ranch, I was told today was a day off, for me at least, so if I wanted to get a ride to the mall just down the road I could, or anything else, but I was expected to put in six hours tomorrow. I laughed, and she did also, when I mentioned the hours I had worked already, not counting time with her. But I knew what I wanted to do, when I told her she laughed at me, telling me sex with a customer on a ride was impossible to properly bill. I told her not really, just make sure the guys horse had a few police style body cams on it, or put trail cams around where the people ride. She blinked like she had never thought about that, then grinned at me and told me to get out of her hair for a day.

I went out, brushed my horse, giving her a special alfalfa cube as I saddled her before leading her out. I noticed two sexy women having trouble mounting, so I walked over to them, grabbing their hips and throwing them up higher so they could swing their other leg over. I was given shocked looks, then when I jumped up grabbing the horn, fitting my boot in the stirrup I mounted. They smiled as they took a gentle pathway.

I looked at the posted paths, picking an medium difficulty one, trotting off as I explored, keeping mostly to the trail I picked, though most of the trails intersected at several points, but then I heard yelling from what sounded like a little girl. Going past me was a girl smaller than me who had lost the reins, her stirrups, and the way the horse was galloping with her leaning forward to hold the saddle horn her feet keep smacking into the horses flanks telling him to run faster.

I seen two women heading this way but I didn’t hesitate as I leaned low and slapped the reins back on the butt of my horse. “Get ‘em girl!” We were off like the through bred race horse she was. We ignored the marked trails since the property was groomed, as we launched over fences and ditches getting close to catching the girl on the horse as we came in sight of the arena and barn. The quarter horse ziged and zaged into the close end of the arena, but we launched over the outer rails, to catch her half way to the other side of the arena. I one arm grabbed the girl off the horse hugging her to me, while I caught the reins in another few steps slowing down with heel knee and foot signals, slowing both to a walk. I knew better than just stopping, so I kept both horses walking in circles in the arena as the two women who had been barrel racing came over to take the crying girl.

I was being asked what I thought I was doing when the two women, trail bosses I would guess, arrived. I got an apology when everything was settled. The arena women not associating much with the men inside the business, and the men not being much for riding, I was unique. I didn’t realize it, but the run almost straight back to the barn had been seen by almost all the women out riding, and most of them rode the pro circuit, so almost all of them were very complementary of my going to the rescue.

Once the horses were cooled down I took them to the barn, feeding and watering both, taking their gear off and brushing them down. That was when the girl and her mom found me, thinking I had left, I was grabbed and almost crushed in a hug from the girl. She was new to horses and had panicked when she lost the reins, she then lost her stirrups while trying to get the reins. Then another horse nudged hers getting him to shy off quickly, got her feet to hit the flanks, then it was off to the races before anyone else knew what was happening. She was with her mom after living in the city with her dad, but was learning that horses were work. I could tell the mom knew what my job was, since she heard the women in the arena talking to and about me. So when her daughter asked if I had a girlfriend in a not so subtle way, I got a raised eyebrow from the mom.

“Well, you see young lady, I am here for my summer job. So the answer is both yes and no. Has your mom told you about what the men working there in that part of the ranch do?” Her blush and nod told me that she knew full well.

“I am out here because I was riding my lady here on my day off, so I have a new girlfriend every time someone comes in and decides they want me to make them happy. So even though it is only for a few hours each, I love them and give them every last bit of my attention. So that makes them my girlfriend. Some only want to be made happy on their terms, but others appreciate my ignoring the rest of the world, making them my everything, until they are satisfied. If I had someone outside of work, they would be hurt, because I couldn’t spend time with them, except on my days off. Would it be fair to someone who knew I went to work, and my work was making many other women happy?” I could see she had not thought about what my job would mean to anyone in a relationship.