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Forbidden Thoughts

Forbidden Thoughts

eclrgray

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This is a random oneshot smut story. 🔞: Please be advised that this story contains sensitive content, matured themes, and strong language that are not suitable for young audience. Reader discretion is advised.

Chapter 1 The Curtain Call of Seduction

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Karlie can't help the shudder that runs through her spine as she walked in a circle around the strongest horse they have in the ranch. A man already saddled up and that was the problem, the man is not just any man it's her brother's best friend.

"Are you coming or not?" Zach asked looking at her from where he is sitting on his horse. His hands holding onto the reins tightly.

Karlie took one last glance around, making sure there wasn't someone watching them before climbing into the horse. She gasped when she felt his c-ck buried deep inside her.

"This is anything but normal." Karlie said as she tried to control her breathing and keep herself from moaning. She was pretty sure Zach could feel how tight she was.

"I know." He whispered in her ear as he leaned down to kiss her neck. "You can moan here as loud as you can."

Her jaw dropped as the horse started moving, it was slow but steady and with every step her body began moving with it. The movement of the horse caused her clit to start throbbing even harder. Every bump in the road would cause him to push deeper inside her.

"Zach..." She moaned out softly as she tightened around him. Zach groaned in approval against her neck. This made the whole ride worse for her, she was about to climax in seconds. She squeezed her eyes closed and let everything else fall away. Her entire focus now on Zach. Nothing else mattered in the world except for this moment. The feeling of their bodies sliding against each other. It felt like heaven and hell all rolled into one, as if the both were meant for each other.

"You like it when I fĂșck you in the open like this, don't you?" He growled out as he pushed deeper inside of her. Karlie nodded her head, trying to move more against him. She can feel her walls starting to close around his c-ck and he pushed himself even deeper inside of her.

"Yes Zach!" She moaned out.

"You are so fĂșcking tight Karlie." He chuckled darkly as Karlie's body quaked around him.

She could feel his hard cĂČck pulsating against her clit. She could feel the sweat begin to roll down her back. It felt amazing.

He didn't say anything else but instead began to ride faster making the horse speed up even more causing her to grab hold onto the saddle to keep her balance. Her fingers gripping tightly to the leather. She couldn't stop the loud moan of pleasure that slipped from her lips.

The sound causing him to growl again and he pushed into her even harder thrusting into her body as fast as the horse can go. He threw his head back, letting out a throaty groan.

She could feel her orgasm almost close by. "I'm so close."

The sounds of skin slapping against skin filled the air, the only thing she heard until the sound of her alarm clock brought her back to reality.

She sat up, her face flushed. "That feel so real." She said under her breath, wiping the sweat from her forehead.

Karlie went straight to the bathroom, feeling so wet down there. She wouldn't be surprised if she actually came because of that dream she had. Not that she mind of course, in fact, it was very erotic. She shook those thoughts out of her mind before heading down stairs.

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