We took things slowly at first, feeling each other out. At last I got the chance to run my fingers over that heavenly body, exploring every muscle and tendon as I had dreamed of doing. His skin beneath my fingers was even more sensuous than I could have imagined. Things progressed quickly after that. We developed a rapport like none other I had ever experienced. He seemed to sense exactly what I needed and fill me with pleasure every time we connected. He was the silent type, but we didn't need words for what we were doing together. We understood each other; our thoughts were entwined, our hearts beat as one, our souls were joined together.
Now as the day was drawing to a close and everything about us was quiet and tranquil, I closed my legs against him, and felt the familiar response. "OK, buster, you're not getting away that lightly. I want to make sure that wasn't a once in a life time experience. Come on, we're doing it again!"
I tightened my thigh muscles and felt him rub up against my open legs, sending electric shocks shooting up inside me. I started to rock gently in a slow rhythm, and he responded likewise. I increased the tempo a little, and again he responded. I tightened and relaxed my back; I tensed and released my stomach pushing my pelvis forward as I did so. I was an athlete too, my muscles strong and firm. He slid back and forth beneath me, each movement increasing the pleasurable sensations. He raised his back up as I thrust downwards.
Suddenly we were in complete harmony. Every movement choreographed and synchronized perfectly. "Yes, Beau, yes." I shouted with pure joy. "More, don't stop now, more." His movements became more expansive, his rhythm increased, I slid back and forth on him. I was wet beyond belief, he was hard as a rock. Both of us were dripping with sweat and pleasurable exertion in the late afternoon sun. We were flying together now, reaching new heights, everything around me merely a blur. We were in a zone of our own making. There was only him and me - and ecstasy. I felt the muscles inside me start their involuntary spasms, "Aah, Beau, you're so beautiful!" He arched his neck as I raked my fingers against his skin. I arched my back now and leant backwards with my head thrust up to the sky. I was in heaven.
Slowly, slowly, we came back down to earth. Both of us breathing heavily. I flung my arms around him, and buried my face against his neck. "You never cease to amaze me Beau. You are just so good at this!" I hugged him for a long time as we cooled off.
Finally I sighed; gave him one more strong hug, and vaulted from his back to lead him back to his stable. I was in love. He was the most beautiful black stallion I had ever ridden.
