Derby Day

byHavocman©

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The sweet smells of hay
That's waited all winter
And dark green grasses
Freshly cut for spring
Aromas all mingled with
Old leather and new sweat
Horses prancing in the paddock
And suddenly I see her

She stands near the beast
Entranced by its power
Gloved hand stroking lightly
A vision in white linen
Eyes glazed with desire
Backlit by bright sunlight
In an aura of lust
Curves well defined

She feels my stare
Like rough hands upon her
And with a glance acknowledges
My presence in her dream
Unaware of the others
She walks towards the stables
Her hips sway beckoning
So I follow her inside

Entering the warm shadows
Alone now I see her
Her back to the wall
Astride a fresh bale
She sits quietly waiting
For me to circle her
As the animals outside
Are paraded for the crowd

Her eyes roaming over me
Judging my potential
She stops me in front of her
And loosens my belt
Her hands moving swiftly
She takes down my trousers
Exposing me she smiles
As my manhood stands free

I hear her breath quickening
As I kneel down before her
I reach under her dress
Hands stopping when they touch silk
Her hips rise up slightly
I slide white lace down her legs
She takes the damp garment
And ties her colors around my base

Kissing my silk clad member
She can taste my arousal
Intrigued she now stands
And I lie back on the bale
Grasping my hardness
She moves to straddle me
As the horses are led in
She guides me to her gate

She slides down so slowly
Sweet fire engulfs me
Her skirts spread around us
Her thighs against my hips
I feel the crowd's murmur
The flag soon to fall
She tense but unmoving
The bell sounds and we're off

Charging down the front stretch
She begins rocking upon me
Sound of hooves thundering
As I move beneath her
Around the first turn wildly
She jockeys for position
Excited cheers in the Grandstand
I thrust upwards against her

Backstretch along the rail
Now finding our rhythm
A strong pace being set
We move now in unison
Around turn three crashing
Her hands in my mane
Our bodies slam together
As they turn for home

Rising in the stirrups
She squats now upon me
Like a straining thoroughbred
I make my drive for the wire
Pounding vibration of hooves
Pushing us to the edge and over
The crowd roars its approval
As deep inside her I explode

She collapses against me
Her breath slowly calming
The loudspeaker announces
The victor is Casual Fling
Rising to leave she says smiling
"Don't forget to check your tickets"
But I know it doesn't matter
For I am a big winner today

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