Daily Ride


She was a city girl.  He was a country boy.  They both had an appreciation for both styles of living but today, she was on his turf.

They had spent the day outdoors; mostly riding one of his horses named Outlaw. The weather was changing around them though, and he felt the air shift.  Rain was on the way.

“We better head back, or we’ll be caught in it.”

“Being caught out here on the mountain, with you, in the rain… Doesn’t sound so bad to me.”  She bit her bottom lip and grinned shyly at him from behind.  They were both on the horse already, having finished their lunch.  He had stopped by , and he turned his strong friend around in a tight circle on the narrow trail.

Smirking back at her, he grabbed the reigns and kicked his heels into Outlaw, speeding up their ride again.  She squealed, holding onto him tighter.  ‘Not enjoying that at all…. No….,’ he thought, knowing full well he was lying to himself.  Her strong thighs gripped his hips, and he could feel her body bouncing behind him as they took the trail back down to his barn.


Once they reached the barn, he dismounted and grabbed the reigns, walking Outlaw and his lady back in.  He grumbled, his damn truck having stalled in the most annoying spots.  Carefully leading his horse in past the old truck, he put Outlaw back in his area of barn, and reached up to help her down off of the horse.  Her body slid down the front of his, and his breath caught a moment, then he growled some.  “Damn, you feel good,” he exhaled.

She grinned at him again, holding back a whine as he let go of her and walked over to grab them something to drink from his bar area.  He frowned some when he turned back around, seeing she was leaning against a post to hold herself up.  “Feeling okay?” he asked as he handed her the cup.

Giggling some, “Yes… I’m fine. I think I need to learn to walk again though.”

Smiling, he put his hand around her waist, “Well let’s sit you on the back of the truck for a min….”  Suddenly, she began to fall.  Her knees went wobbly some, but he caught her when he cut off his sentence.  His arm around her waist brought her to the front of his chest, quickly catching her.  However, she wasn’t as quick with the cup she was holding, and it spilled all over his shirt.

Wide-eyed, she looked up at him, checking his expression before she burst out laughing.  He rolled his eyes, then picked her up and threw her over his shoulder, spanking her ass.  She squealed and swatted at his as well, having a tougher time reaching as she was partially shaken around by his stride.

Plopping her down over the side of the truck, he asked sarcastically, “Can you manage sitting there okay, ma’am?”  He slowly took some steps back, holding his hands out in mock gesture to test her balance carefully.  Once he did genuinely realize she was okay up there, he began to unbutton his shirt.


She pulled up her knees and dangled her half empty cup from her finger tips, watching him undress.   Maybe she spilled the drink by accident, that’s what she would tell herself, even if it wasn’t true.  Once he was done, she handed him her cup. ” I likely don’t need this now.”

“Oh?  Why’s that?  Need your hands free for something in particular?”  He felt her gaze on him, and remained casual; relaxed, while his hat covered his eyes for the moment.  Walking back up to her, he draped his shirt on one side of her, took her cup, turned, and leaned back against the truck on the other side.  After setting the cup down on the tailgate, he reached for his hat. His lips were ready to twitch into a smirk as he said, “Oddest feeling… Like hands are all over me, yet there aren’t any.”  He turned his head to his left, looking at her out of the corner of his eyes now.

“Just the caress of the wind…” said as she tried to play it off and looked away from him.  She took a bit of straw to replace the one she already had, and stuck it between her teeth.  She chewed on that for a bit before she spoke again.  “Might be a while before your shirt is dry.”

He turned around abruptly, grabbing her jean clad ass in his hands and squeezed hard, yanking her towards him.  She pressed up with her legs as he lifted her off of the truck. “I don’t know if I can stand yet.”

“Who said I wanted you to be able to walk?”  His mouth was parted and he tilted his head, brushing his lips across hers.  He didn’t kiss her yet, but he kept teasing her with his lips and his shallow breaths .  Her arms went around his neck as she pushed up again in his hands, her hips pressing forward and at the same time, her ass pushing into his hands.  Instinctively, his hand swung back and smacked her cheek, held inside of her tight jean shorts.


He had walked them over to the tailgate and sat down on the edge.  He let her knees down gently, sitting her down on his lap.  Keeping her gaze, locking onto hers; lust between them charging the air around them, he scooted back twice…. Leaning against the back of his old truck slowly with a hidden grin.  He watched her crawl over him, and said,  “Ya know… There’s a saying out here in the country….”

Her hands and knees crawled slowly… Cat-like. He swore he heard her purring.  The peripherals of his vision caught the sway of her hips and the dip of her shoulders as he continued to look her straight in her eyes.  She reached his chest, and went to lick him, but didn’t…. Just let him feel her warm breath as her face traveled up towards his ear where she whispered, “Tell me…. Tell me what it is.”

His fingers dug and scraped upwards into her thighs, making their way to her shorts.  He latched his fingers into the waist of her shorts, gripping them firmly in his palms.  He tilted his head opposite hers, turned his face closer, and dragged his bottom teeth across her neck until he couldn’t anymore, at which he closed his mouth over her skin, sucking lightly.  Then he replied, “Save a horse…… Ride a cowboy.”

With that, he yanked at her jean shorts, ripping them…


Photo 1 & 3: :Q: Poses – Couple Horse Pose Set 3 @ Pose Lover & Friends (this round ends August 28th)
Photo 3 & 4 (Broderick): {.:exposeur:.} Cowboy Up (Out of business)
Photo 3 & 4 (Ryanna): Serendipity – In A Safe Place @ Pose Lover & Friends (this round ends August 28th)
Photo 5: +Mouni Poses+ Exclusive for Pose Lover & Friends Couple Pose 2 @ Pose Lover & Friends (this round ends August 28th)

BRODERICK is wearing:
Hair: *ARGRACE* SHUN – Ebony
Necklace: Gabriel – ::GB::Angel wings necklace( Male) / Silver
Belt Buckle: Tam – Belt Buckle – God Bless America – Oval
Pants: Legal Insanity – Lucious baggy plain old jeans
Cuffs: [ hoorenbeek ] Leather Cuff – Men
Boots: [ hoorenbeek ] Mesh Military Boots – Men

RYANNA is wearing: (Check out her blog! Trappings Of A SecondLife)
Top: Blueberry – Knotted Tops /Bra/ – Maitreya – Sky
Shorts: Blueberry – Ripped Denim Shorts – Belted
Hair: *ARGRACE* Cowboy Hat / MINAMI – Coppers
Shoes: *LpD* – *OldBoy* Boots Black (Unisex)

4 thoughts on “Daily Ride

  1. Yeee Hawwwww…………omg but you can write and hold a persons imagination like the finest romance novels around. I know you wont admit it, but you are a “writer”. I just want to keep flipping pages, but you have that mean HOOK don’t you! WOWZERS………..I need a shot of whiskey and a good ole country song to listen to now!!

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