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Bob and Anita returned to the apartment later that aurora. Both were still to the full of turmoil and weary from surfing.

Anita was pulling her wheelie suitcase with the last of her clothes and effects, leaving her holiday apartment empty.

They found Sue dressed, infantry up on the sofa, dozing in strawman of daylight TV. A cold cup of coffee on the table and her phone still in her hand, slumped by her face. She had cleaned the flat, leaving vacate drawers and cupboard open for Anita to use. Bob jumped in the shower whilst Anita unpacked, leaving Sue to sleep.

Sue awoke as she heard the kettle boil. Opening her oculus and stretching, she saw Bob dressed in T-shirt and shorts, smiling at her.

"Tea or coffee ? Seeing as you had left your last cup to go cold."

"Tea please, what's the clock time ?"As she glanced at the time on her earpiece, they still had lots of metre,"How did you both get on ?"

"Great, it was the best day yet. poor people Anita fell more metre than you can count, but each clip she got back onto her surfboard and tried again. She's got tenacity in spades."

"We've encumbrance of time, there's a pub near the horse stables for lunch ?"Sue suggested.

"speech sound like a programme, I'll Google it."

"Already done, have a flavor,"Sue passed Bob her phone, open to Google map. Bob made a mental note of hand of the simple itinerary and localization of the pub, which was on route to the stables.

Bob and Sue sat over a cup of tea chatting. When Anita exited the exhibitor and slipped into the bedroom. Sue joined her to explain that she may need to relocate her kinsfolk jewels, as it would n't be advisable to pucker everything underneath when riding a Equus caballus. Anita wore a short-change, light blue, loose, skater clothes over her leggings, to obliterate her bulge at the front. Sue wore a long T-shirt to shroud her bum that was now stressed by her leggings.

Bob enjoyed the perspective of the two cleaning lady as they walked from the parked car to a table in the beer garden of their chosen pub. The piece of cake flicked Anita 's dame as she walked to tease him with views of the bottom of her buttock whilst Sue now walked with newfound confidence, making Bob stir in his shortstop.

The menu contained the usual pub lunch fair, so they were soon sitting with drinks waiting for lunch. Anita was still bubbling over with level of that morning's surfing. Bob laughed and interjecting with gesticulations of how she tumbled at each fall into the water. Sue loved the hullabaloo of the conversation but was glad that she had stayed in bed.

Bob popped to the gents before lunch arrived, allowing Sue to huddle up to Anita and whispered her first light 's experience. The tale of her dawn's onanism caused Anita to giggle and squeal in delight.

Whispering back,"Sue, you naughty girl ! I'm shocked you lovely thing."

Sue told her about the trouble she had with the vibrating butt sparking plug, especially once slippery with the lube. Anita then explained that she had more suited ballyhoo for Sue's first meter. As it was early for lunch, the pub 's beer garden was quiet, prompting Sue to be a little LE candid.

"Anita, does anal sex hurt ? You always seem to delight it, even with Bob being so big ?"

Anita blushed and explained that she had used preparation miniature at firstly. Now she was more experienced and her trunk was more wonted to accepting orotund men. Just then Bob re-appeared from the gutter, causing the twain to oink again. Seeing them huddled together whilst cackling made Bob funny of the subject of conversation.

After luncheon, they drove the short distance to the horse stables. Upon arriving, they signed disavowal and the trek pathfinder gave them ponies suitable to their experience. Sue inspected the pony, as she would not pay good money to ride old nag pit jigger. Each pony had their names on their olfactory organ straps of their bridles.

Sue, having had various stable chore after school, was the most go through and had a Nice big shot glass, George V, that she took to immediately. Bob showed his ignorance with well-trodden head of"Where 's the ignition/brakes/throttle ?"Causing the scout to humor him with a sarcastic gag and also win him a scolding from Sue. Bob's large white pony 'Trevor'was a little frisky than the others.

Anita 's initial upheaval left her as she cautiously approached her little jigger, molly. Sue encouraged her to make friends, holding Anita 's bridge player as she introduced her to the pony. Sue helped her familiarise herself with the shot glass and equipment. Anita was soon stroking and wrapping her arms around the small brown pony's head, as it nuzzled and befriended her binding.

pentad to a greater extent people joining the trek, absorbing the guide's full attention as they were all initiate.

Sue moved her pony, George VI alongside, to be tight to Anita and took burster. Getting her up onto her pony was prosperous than she thought. Once mounted, Anita 's initial excitation returned. She was now more slacken, as the pony seemed to compensate for her nervousness. Anita kept throwing herself forward to hug and pat Molly 's neck. She enjoyed the pony 's musk and the unequaled feeling of sitting on top of an animal that was in unremitting motion.

Bob had the job of trying to ensure his larger White River pony with both girls laughing at his attempts to wrestle ascendence over his pony. Once he listened to Sue to abridge the reigns and be more positive, the pony behaved. Soon they were all led out to an enormous field and walked around the periphery on their ponies. The guides were struggling with the group of 5 father, leaving our trio to their own devices.

Soon they were all led out the gate out onto some common land and they were off. Anita's pony was glad to follow the grouping along a shallow valley with Sue riding alongside Anita, encouraging her to move with the pace of the pony as it stepped over rocks and Mary Jane tumps. Sue and Anita giggled and joked their way down the valley, ducking under the few low tree.

The trek crisscrossed a shoal stream, making it quite adventurous, with the pony dropping up and down shallow banks. Sue didn't need to give Anita too much help as she seemed to make do well with her shot glass Molly knowing the route.

As the route opened up and got flatter, Sue got Anita to rush along up to a trot, showing her how to uprise and fall with the pace of the horse. Anita found it clumsy at first but it soon clicked and pony and Anita became synchronised. Once they calmed back to a walk, Sue returned to ride alongside Anita.

"Maybe now you know how encyclopaedism to ride spawned many puerile fantasy. The air used to be grim with innuendo at sleepovers with pony baseball club friends,"Sue told Anita.

Sue gave Anita her knowing smile as she exaggerated a hip push with the pony's gait.

"Sue ! You 're such a shame,"Anita responded laughing, whilst feeling the same excitement with the animal beneath her.

Anita felt more surefooted now and relaxed more, being capable to bask the view. Soon the chemical group followed a path that led to an apart, discharge, arenaceous beach. The tide was now out far enough to allow them to trot out into the shallows across to the future bay. Anita and Sue squealed with laughter, enjoying the water splashing over them from the ankle-deep ponies.

Out of the blue, one of the guide crib spooked and broke into a full gallop, encouraging the other pony to bring together in. Bob's pony now found its excuse and bolted along the shoring, giving following as if in a derby, with Bob holding on for dear life.

Anita's pony sped up to a controlled lope that initially causing Anita to bound out of control. Sue drew alongside, telling her to stand in the stirrups, bringing Anita back under control. The two rode along the shoreline, with the H2O splashing around them, creating rainbows in the sunshine, both in paroxysm of giggles.

Eventually, they caught up with the mathematical group waiting at the end of the bay. Only Sue, Anita and the guides had remained on their climb. Bob looked very dark for himself, standing on the sand with wet legs and shorts. Anita was laughing, catching her hint, and asked Sue if they could do it all again.

Soon they were all following the scout along a shallow way away from the beach. The path meandered through fields and along the cliff back to the horse barn, giving them a bird's-eye eyeshot over the hedge of the coastline.

Once back at the stalls, the trio decided they were all now hungry and ready to return to the pub where they had dejeuner. Giving them time to regress to the apartment to change and walk down to the harbour for an even drink.

Anita was sorry to lead her crib, hugging its head word. She followed Sue's lead, unbridling Molly, and removed her saddle. They rewarded their jigger with carrots and a halfhearted rub down with brushes, but had to desist Bob from jokingly ` Giving his nag a thrill up the bum'.

As Anita stepped back from her pony, her metrical foot dropped into a hollow in the ground. Her ankle joint twisted sideways, causing her to descend with a screech, almost under Bob's big white pony. Sue ran over and shoved the pony away as Bob stooped to cradle Anita in his arms and whisked her away to safety. Anita was light in his arms, but he held onto her as if she were preciously loading, being both his and his wife's lover.

Anita wrapped her arms around Bob's neck opening, holding onto him, looking over his articulatio humeri. Through her tears of cushion, Anita looked back to Sue standing with the ponies, looking back at her anxiously full of matriarchal care. Whilst everyone else saw a concerned father carrying his daughter to refuge, Sue saw her lover in bother, being rescued by her loving husband.

As Bob carried her book binding out of the paddock to a picnic bench to lay her on, Anita felt a wave of security wash over her. Being carried in his powerful arms, breathing in Bob's familiar spirit aftershave, she felt safety. She had never experienced this in her lifetime.

Before she knew it she asked,"Bob, can I come home with you and Sue ?"

"Oh you silly affair, we'll go back to the apartment later, but let's have a look at that articulatio talocruralis first and then dinner back at that pub."

Bob hadn't realised the enormity of the petition from Anita as he lowered her onto the picnic tabletop. The stable's inaugural aider came over and introduced herself as Chrissy. She sat on the table's workbench seat below Anita and removed Anita's boot to check her ankle that was now resting on her lap.

Bob, feeling at a release, with a first aider now nowadays, went to get them all a cup of tea from the piddling cafe on site.

Anita tried to diddle down her scream, saying it was more out of shock, explaining to the Chrissy that her ankle was okay now. Chrissy looked up to see her manipulation of Anita's mortise joint was n't causing her pain. A breeze caught Anita's skirt, giving Chrissy a bird's-eye eyeshot up her skirt to see the apparent bulge in her legging, between her legs.

"Er, umm, there doesn't seem to be any jut, ahem ... I have an ice ring you can wrap around it for a few minutes,"She flustered.

She produced an ice pack from her back pack and she wrapped it around her ankle joint, whilst massaging the pack around.

"Does that sense better ?"

"MMm, yes, thanks."

"Are you down for the week ?"Chrissy asked and then made small talk whilst she maintained the ice multitude on Anita's ankle. Her lowly lecture culminated in flirtatiously asking Anita about her favourite club.

Chrissy had long blond tomentum, looking a little older than Anita, with all welfare from her working outside at the stables, being tanned and acrobatic. From her vantage pointedness, Anita could see Chrissy 's cleavage and ample titty fighting to turn tail her polo shirt. Chrissy 's breathing increased as she kept flicking her hair back, ensuring Anita could see her face.

Chrissy pressed her a second clip over her favourite resort. Anita, enjoying the aid, blurted out the few pothouse and nightspots she had seen and visited that week. Chrissy admitted to frequenting ‘ The surf hutch'suggesting that she would be there later. Chrissy 's bridge player drifted above her ankle to caress her sura and then winked she caught Anita's eye.

Sue arrived and gave Anita a supportive hug, wiping her tears. Anita was more embarrassed at the fuss, explaining it was Sir Thomas More of the shock of losing her footing that caused her to scream, rather than actual painfulness.

Chrissy confirmed there didn't seem to be any severance or protuberance. She supported Anita as she stood and placed her weight on her mortise joint without any problems, except for Anita's blushing at causing a bickering. She produced an fortuity form to complete, defaulting to Bob, who had now returned with cups of tea.

"You're the Nichols fellowship, aren't you ? So she'll be misfire Anita Nichols ?"Chrissy assumed as she wrote on her form.

"Er no, Miss Stephen, Anita Sir Leslie Stephen,"Bob cut in to correct her.

Anita and Sue looked shocked, then burst out laughing.

"No, that's okay, Anita Nichols is fine,"Sue confirmed through a fit of giggles, then confirmed their household destination and touch details.

Bob and Sue stood back, sipping their hot afternoon tea from the usual polystyrene cupful, giving Anita and Chrissy room. Anita saw a questioning looking from Chrissy and smiled back at her.

"It's complicated. Maybe if we meet up later I'll explain,"Anita told her, giving her back a wink, whilst planning her evening and hopefully a surprise for Sue.

The trey walked back to the car with the conversation returning to their risky venture on the trot. The two fair sex were still bubbling with agitation in the car as they drove to the pub. Not having ridden for a few years now, Sue wanted to return to riding. She suggested that if Anita were to visit Bristol in the future, maybe they could ride together again ?

The pub was busier upon their return, but luckily Bob had reserved an evening tabular array at lunchtime for them to sit in a bay windowpane inside the quondam timber beamed pub as they studied the evening menus. When Bob went up to the bar to order, Sue sat secretive to Anita, holding her hands.

"Anita ? You enjoy anal retentive sex, don't you ?"She asked quietly.

"Yes, giving and receiving, why ?"

"wellspring, as you enjoy it so much, and this calendar week we are exploring so many avenue I've never been down before. Do you birth any of those training toys with you and could you serve ?"

"Oh, Sue ! Yes, I do and I would be happy to help,"Anita admitted.

"I enjoyed having that vibrating nates cud inside me this morning time, but with Bob being so big it would be shivery to go further with him ... But if I was going to, I'd love it to be with you,"Sue blushed at being so forward.

"Oh, Sue ! You're so lovely, yes, of course, I'd love to,"Anita giggled and hugged her.

The two began to excitedly discuss the pending exploration of Sue and how to insure it would be an enjoyable experience. The anticipation got the duo increasingly excited, both holding custody and playing footsy under the table, barely able-bodied to refrain from kissing in populace. Bob's come back finally interrupted their laughter and secretive provision, again making him suspicious of the two.

After the afternoon 's activity, the three were ravenous by the clock time their meal arrived. Bob tucked into prawn and king prawn, whilst the girl had versatile wimp options. All three indulged themselves with versatile drinking chocolate offerings for Henry Sweet. Finally, the three left the pub fed and watered with the even still very young.

Arriving back at the apartment, Bob suggested the girls have the run of the bedroom and shower. He sat in the lounge to give them some privacy whilst he watched some TV.

Sue made a beeline for the toilet to follow Anita's education. Anita checked out her bag of miniature in the bedroom. When Sue emerged from the sewer, she could get wind Bob snoring. Peeking into the couch, she saw him led out on the sofa, exhausted and fast asleep. She closed the lounge threshold and entered the bedroom to find Anita stood in her underwear, with a row of toys out on the bed.

"Bob's fast deceased, he'll be out for at least an time of day,"She smiled relieved, allowing them to change their plans.

The pair of them had built themselves up with their planning excitement to a point where neither could look any foresighted. Both realised that their opportunity was now available to them. Without being asked, Sue confidently lost her bathrobe to suffer in her underclothes, whilst Anita showed her the line up of toy, some of which they had brought together earlier that week.

They immediately discounted the larger ones. Leaving the two smaller one and the vibrating behind plug Sue had used that morning. The small one was exculpated silicone polymer, and Anita passed it to Sue to feel. It was tranquil, with some give, not scary at all.

"So, no fourth dimension like the demonstrate, fall em blossom,"Anita smiled, athirst to start.

Stepping out of her panty and popping her bra off, Anita encouraged her to lie nerve down on the bed. Positioning Sue 's coxa on the border of the bed with her second joint down the side and her human knee just off the floor. Anita massaged Sue 's bum, starting with her crevice, working her men up and down around her bum cheeks. She warmed up the field at the top where her cranny meets her spikelet and ran down passed to her pussy.

Anita's hands relaxed Sue, getting her used to being touched and stroked around her anus. Once Anita felt her relaxing, she teased her finger's breadth closer, just around her heftiness peak. Then she licked her tongue up and down her crevice, lingering around her target prime, again teasing the muscle.

Sue was almost purring now, feeling relaxed and hoping incursion would find as nice as Anita massaging her. Anita's tongue gently lapped its way closer and teased some air pressure into Sue, causing her to puff in pleasure. She teased her fingers around Sue's flower once more, gently applying pressure into Sue but not entering. She could feel Sue was relaxed, so with a trivial lubricant slipped her thumb in for Sue to pant and hum.

"Mmm, that's nice."

Sue's excitement grew at breaking the taboo of enjoying her back threshold. Anita lubed a finger up and slowly stroked Sue's behind, drifting closer in.

"Just a finger to set out, stay relaxed and severalise me if anything hurts or is uncomfortable,"Anita instructed.

She teased her lubed finger around Sue's set up flower. Her finger lingered, then hearing Sue hum in approval, she applied pressure for her to enter.

"Mmm ooo ... that's O.K. ..."Sue confirmed.

Anita slowly eased her digit in and out until her whole finger was easily penetrating her. She pulled her finger out to fluff Sue by popping it in and out several prison term.

Anita encouraged Sue to climb onto all fours on the bed, enjoyed seeing Sue's older and slightly rounder cheeks offered to her. Sue's cunt was enticing, but that wasn't the content for the moment.

Anita picked up the pocket-sized dildo and lubed it with her former manus. At the next coitus interruptus of her finger, she substituted it with the toy but was more gradual inserting it, and soon it was more than a fingerbreadth 's width in.

"Oooo ... I can find that ... Mmm ... Nice ... Different ..."Sue confirmed, as her body reacted, with a petty squirm and wiggle, accepting the intrusion.

Anita slowly played the toy in and out, escalating its astuteness and width, rotating it to encourage Sue to stretch out whilst helping Sue spread her wooden leg a piddling further apart. It surprised Anita at how excited she was getting watching the toy's procession in and out of Sue, aching to put down Sue herself.

She looked at the next toy, to realise it was large than herself. She wanted Sue to be a tight fit, so ignored it. Anita saw Sue's discarded bra and panties she had a devilish idea. She encouraged Sue's paw between her peg to manipulating the dildo herself. Sue held onto the chump end and enjoyed masturbating herself with the toy.

Anita stepped down off the bed, collected Sue's bra, pantie and removed her own. She couldn't resist leaning over to kiss Sue, who was now moaning, enjoying her self-induced joy. She fondled Sue's hanging bosom, enjoying watching them swing.

Anita returned to stand behind Sue, out of deal. She tied both their panties around the joint between Sue's bra cups into a prominent burl. She then pumped lube onto her barb and worked it around. Now Anita's excitement was rising to a peak, desperate in her desire to penetrate Sue's rear.

Anita remounted the bed as her hand replaced Sue's on the end of the toy and withdrew it slowly.

"Okay ? Here is the side by side size, not practically bigger ... I've warmed it up."

Anita 's inwardness was pounding under her chest. She engaged her tip with Sue, leaning over Sue's back and with both hired hand, stuffed the gag greyback of pantie into Sue's mouth.

"Mmmph .... ?"Sue questioned but made no motion to remove the bundle.

Anita ran the bra straps on either side of Sue 's fountainhead. This was now her bridle, and she was going to razz her new crib. She ensured her shaft 's tip was still in view and pressed it forwards. Her shaft's principal squeezed as Sue stretched, and slowly she entered Sue's tight, warm enactment.

Sue enjoyed this new toy. It felt larger, and once in it felt more like a phallus than the tapered toy. She enjoyed the fuller feeling it gave her, wishing now for Anita to be inside her. Anita pulled on Sue's reigns pulling Sue back onto her, gradually filling her up, until her cheeks bottomed onto Anita's rose hip. Sue's torso quivered with excitement.

"A'eee'aa ... ?"Sue queried, realising that this was Anita impregnating her.

Anita slowly withdrew and then pulled Sue back onto her using her sovereignty. Sue got the musical theme and was soon sliding in and out on Anita's shaft, governed by Anita's pressure sensation on her reigns.

"Good pony ... Lovely trot ... What a lovely pony you are."Anita purred.

She held both bra straps'reigns in one hand, allowing her to stroke and caress Sue's face with her innocent manus. Anita was rapt, not just to be inside Sue's tight derriere tunnel but also enacting riding her like a jigger.

Sue felt the additional fervor as well. To have anal retentive sex would have been unthinkable before she met Anita, but here she was. It felt so kinky to enjoy having her arse filled with a cock attached to a beautiful Edward Young trans-woman whilst being ridden like a crib. She could experience her kitty-cat dripping and could n't hold out its charismatic pull, allowing her free script to arrive at and satisfy her pussy.

"I think it is time to trot ..."Anita commanded ass she slapped her hand onto Sue's one cheek.

She pulled harder on the reigns as she slammed into Sue's behind, to repeat again, and again ... Sue's finger was now frigging hard on her pussycat, and waves of tingling edifice climax flowed through her.

'' Umph ... Umph ... Umph ... Uke ... Uke ... '' Sue grunted, knowing she could n't hold herself up on one arm a lot longer.

Anita could feel Sue's hand down near her clump and her quivering with her resulting excitement. Anita hoodoo buttons were all being pushed as she thrust deeply into Sue, whilst her pony frigged herself off. Sue started arching her back with her thrusts back onto Anita. Sue's muscles clamped down even tighter on her light beam inside Sue with each thrust, causing Anita's warmth to overflow, releasing it all inside Sue as she held her thrust deeply into her.

impression Anita's gift of quick fluid bursting into her, an exploding a crescendo of orgasms slamming through Sue. The orgasm overtook her, and her supporting arm collapsed, bringing her expression down onto the bed, where she quivered until her orgasm abated. She pulled her trapped arm from beneath her with her succus soaked hand, moaning in pleasure.

Sue felt Anita deflating inside her and tried to clamp her brawn to trap her inside for just a few irregular longer, but only squeezed her out instead. Her makeshift bra check was now dangling free, allowing her to pull it out of her mouth. Sue chuckled at the advanced kink that seemed to cultivate for them both.

She rolled around on the bed to lie on her back, looking up at Anita who was still upright kneeling on the bed. Anita 's men fondling her own boob, her consistency still tense as her climax abated, with her eyes closed, holding onto the here and now. Sue enjoyed the vision of her, soaked in sweat and her lance still glistening with lube deflating.

Anita opened her centre to see Sue and beamed down questioningly at her. Without having to ask, Sue nodded the approving answer with a smile. Anita lowered herself onto Sue and they intertwined their limbs together, kissing each other passionately.

"Anita, that was so bonk kinky, did you like your pony ride ?"Sue asked.

'' That was fucking unconvincing Sue, are you okay, I did n't hurt you did I ? I got over-enthusiastic for your maiden clock time. Sorry. ''

"No, it's mulct ... I feel different down there ... not sore, but I know you've been in there ... It's strange having a warm liquid pumped into you there, a howling dainty strange ... It's very different in a overnice, kinky, naughty way,"Sue admitted kissing Anita.

They kissed and cuddled, talking through each other 's experience. Sue enjoying this continued re-enforcing of her relationship with Anita. Something she could never have imagined, feeling both maternal love and a driving sexual mania for her.

They had dozed a piffling when Sue suggested having showers and getting prepare, as Bob will take to shower as well. They both drifted to the lavish handwriting in hired hand, both now accustomed to showering together.

After showering, they emerged to incur Bob still snoring, curled up in a testicle on the sofa.

"Awe, he's still a little boy,"Anita whispered.

"Oh, he certainly can be, that's why I love him, you get ready, I'll Wake him up for his cascade and join you in a second."

"Bob ... Bob ... seed on love ... you need to shower if we're going out tonight ... Bob ?"Sue tried to wake him.

"Mmm okay, love ... Um ... I 'm not feeling brilliant ... I'll feel better after a exhibitioner,"Bob got up but turned pale.

"You okay, Bob ? You've gone picket ..."

"Um no, I need the loo,"Bob exclaimed as he ran to the loo.

No soon as the door shut, they could pick up Bob throwing up. After a quiet pause, Sue knocked on the door.

"Are you okay, love ?"

"Jeez, I think those shrimp and king prawn are trying to swim to freedom ... I'm getting stomach spasm ... You two carry on getting ready and I'll see how I feel after a shower."

Sue entered the bedchamber, hoping Bob would be alright but also not wanting to overlook a night out with Anita.

"I could get a line it ! He doesn't speech sound in force. You still okay to go out tonight ?"Anita asked, concerned.

'' You never know with seafood how foresighted it 's been hanging around. Whether it 's overbold or just reheated from lunch period ... He 'll live ... Oh, with or without him we 're going out, I fancy a celebratory dance coming on, '' Sue smiled laughing, wiggling her bum.

As they got make, they could get wind Bob in the shower bath, then more throwing up. After a while, there was a rap on the bedroom door.

"You girls decent ?"Bob asked, despite having fleshly knowledge of them both.

"Yes, you oaf, come in ... Jeez, Bob, you look dreadful,"Sue said as bob came through the door, whiteness as a sheet.

"It's both ends, so I'll smash on the sofa tonight so you won't wake me when you come back. You girls go out and cause a honorable sentence,"Bob said, looking very good-for-naught for himself.

Bob went to the one wardrobe and grabbed the spare pillow and mantle, smiled at them and disappeared into the lounge.

Soon the two women were ready, both in summer garb, showing off their bare shoulders and arms, ready to party. Sue checked in on Bob but he was already curled up on the sofa snoring.

The two cleaning lady set off into the warm eventide to bring together the multitude of masses also heading out.

To Be Continued *******