"Did you want to mount him? I think he has a lot left. He's only had two riders and they weren't very good, so I think he would love to have your beautiful, long legs wrapped around him," I encouraged.
"Oh, I don't know. He's pretty big. I've never ridden one that huge before," she said quietly, but the look in her eyes said otherwise.
I knew she wanted to ride him. That's what she came here for. That's what they ALL came here for.
"Oh you'll be fine. Riding a big one is just like riding a little one, it just feels a little thicker. You just spread your legs a little wider and he'll slip right in there," I urged.
"Well, ok, I'll try it. Would you help me a little though? Just to get started?" she softly begged.
"Sure, if you want. I've never had a woman ask for my help directly (I lied), but I'll be happy to assist in any way I can. You're going to have to take what you're wearing off to do this though. That will never work," I pointed out.
"Oh... yeah... sure. I have a different outfit in the car. I'll go change and we can get started," she quipped.
She walked the few steps to her Range Rover, opened the door, and surprisingly, started to remove her clothing, directly in front of me. I turned to the side a little to give her some degree of privacy, but I could still see her fully out of the corner of my eye. I was pretty sure she wanted me to watch her or she would've walked to the other side of the car to change.
She stripped her bottom first. Once she had nothing on from the waist down, she reached in and found a pair of yoga pants. She sat on the edge of the seat and pulled them up onto her left leg. As she switched working on her left leg to her right, her legs spread halfway open and I could see her hot pink labia lips peeking out from between her trimmed pussy muff. She paused a beat and looked directly at me to make sure I saw. She could see my eyes were fully focused between her long muscular legs, so she arched her back, tilted her head back, then dragged a finger down along the edge of her pussy hair. I wanted her to plunge a finger deep inside her obviously wet pussy and just grind on it, but she moved on to pull the pants up her other leg, covering her soft furry mound.
I jabbered on while she continued this highly erotic striptease.
"OK. I'll get him ready to go again while I wait. Although, I think he's all set; that last ride was pretty short. I don't think he got into it. She barely started riding him when it was over," I threw at her, somewhat loudly.
"He's pretty stiff though. He's about as rigid as I've ever seen him. You'll have to loosen him up a bit after you mount  him," I continued.
"Just don't slide forward and back on him too much; he doesn't really like that. If you can, try to just go directly up and down; that works better for him, especially as you start to go faster. He does like to be ridden hard though, so don't hold back. He has lots of experience, so he can take anything you can dish out," I instructed.
"Ok, I'm ready," she tossed at me, as she closed the Ranger door.
"Wow! Are you sure you wanna wear that? He might rub your thighs raw, If you ride him very long," I quizzed.
"This isn't my first rodeo. I've ridden in this outfit many a time. I once rode a big stud over three hours steady in this outfit. He seemed to really like it, I think. So much so, that when I got down off of him, I could see his cock was big and hard and dripping with cum. He was huffing like a steam engine. I considered riding him again, but I wasn't sure he could handle it," she argued.
"Well, ok then," I said, eying her thin yoga pants, with no panties at all beneath them. "It's your body. Just keep it slow at first. You don't want to get him too excited in the beginning or you might lose your ride. You really don't want that. When you're expecting to be on him for an hour, and it's only lasts five minutes, it's pretty disappointing. I've seen it happen though. The women are almost in tears. They beg me to find them another ride, because they want it so desperately at that point. All I have to offer them is that little guy over there, and most of the time, he just doesn't get the job done. They want something powerful and massive between their legs, and he just doesn't cut it. Oh, they can get some kind of ride out of him, but it just doesn't fulfill the fantasy that they came here with."
"But, let's get back to this big guy. I'll help you mount him, then I'll leave you two alone. Just remember everything that I told you," I chided.
