I had heard a rumor that Jasmin's sister, who was a ten-plus in figure and looks, was going to be at the arena today.
Fuck, I got hard just thinking about her.
It was early dawn on the last Saturday of the month of Feb 2020 when I drove down the long drive past the Old stables. The eight-foot hedge hid the very private oval training arena from view giving total privacy from anyone who even new the Old stables existed. It was passing twenty-four degrees already, and heading for another scorcher of a day when I parked the car under the carports at the lower end of the riding arena.
I found that watching the dressage horses being put through their paces around and over the various obstacles was a lot more interesting here than at other more formal training tracks, because the riders were always dressed more casually during the practice sessions, not the stricter jacket and jodhpur clothing that was mandatory at other tracks. From where I was standing the sun was just beginning to rise over the tree line on the far side of the arena, silhouetting the horses and their riders as they rode by.
Mr. Jay Carpenter was the first rider I recognised this morning to pass by, silhouetted in the sunlight as he cantered his horse in preparation for the obstacle ahead. I noticed that today he was indeed very loosely attired. As I looked to the far side of the field I saw his wife, Jasmin, preparing to enter into the same arena of the dressage course that Jay was working.
As I watched her sitting in the saddle with a straight back, my cock gave me a reminder of why I liked to watch the early morning loose clothing optional practice sessions at this arena. Jasmin gave me a quick wave as she prepared to finish what was to be just one of her many training circuits today. Watching her pass between the sun's rays and myself, her beauty was showcased as if in a picture frame for those few seconds. Her ramrod stance sitting high in the saddle with straight shoulders highlighted her near-perfect firm boobs being barely covered by a very loose and very, very short light cotton top.
I loved it.
But today there was another noticeable difference. Jasmin’s hair which was always tightly cropped, today was flying loose and free cascading down past her shoulders to the middle of her back. She looked stunning. With each alternate bounce, I had the pleasure of watching her cotton top flap about revealing the perfection of her wondrously firm 35B tits that were unrestrained by any bra or boob tube. Watching her shirt bounce up from her unrestrained boobs which sat up proud firm and high, as she trotted past me, caused an immediate stimulation in my groin.
For the past nine months, I had been coming here twice a month to give Jay and Jasmin personal training, which always included a work out in the gym followed by a sports massage and then an hour or two of Pilates instruction. To say this was a perk job was an understatement, but today it was like Christmas.
Having greedily absorbed her beauty as she rode passed, I reluctantly switched my attention to the other riders as they came around the circuit. I ogled those that were attractive to me and ignored those that were not. As I said earlier, I enjoyed the freedom of a relaxed dress code at this track, but never before had I seen Jay or Jasmin practicing in such loose attire.
Normally Jay wore jeans and a tailored shirt, but today he was only wearing cut down jean shorts and a T-shirt. Jasmin's beauty, which was normally attired in western style shirt and jeans was enhanced today by the short shorts, beautiful long bronzed legs a cotton top and not much more by the looks of it.
I put it down to the prediction of solar planetary alignments with Uranus and the fact it was going to be a 'scorcher' of a day.
Many other riders rode past my position and it was clear that today they and most of their support crews were also affected by the mood and the freedom of being very very casually dressed. Blame it on and bless those planets!
Slowly I started to take more notice of each of the riders and how much, or rather how little they were wearing. Jay came back around the circuit and I was sure that I could see his penis bouncing out the edge of his shorts as he rode past.
But that was absurd, I chided myself, as I always found that my mini monster would shrink and become a little boy lost whenever I went riding. Not too mention the discomfort of squashing one's balls when bouncing naked in the saddle.
So how was it possible that I saw Jay’s dick hanging out of his short shorts? "Hmmm, no not possible," I said to myself.
Then I was captivated as I recognised that the delicious Olivia, Olive for short, Jasmin’s gorgeous sister was prancing past me today with her steed doing a ‘very high stepping trot’ which accentuated the bounce of her lovely tits and her equally beautiful butt as it bounced in and out of the saddle.
Olive was wearing a similar cotton top to Jasmin and I could see that she also was not wearing a bra or boob tube. I reckon from that moment onward my cock was permanently swollen and on the verge of being 'fuck hard'.
I mentioned before that Olivia was a 'ten-plus' and as I consumed her body with my eyes, I noted that her light top seemed to be even shorter than Jasmin’s and with each time she bounced out of the saddle, the hem would flap up around the nipple showing all of the lower part of her gorgeously firm 35C breasts.
Ogle? Fuck, you betcha I did! I just wanted to devour her right there and then!
I wondered to myself what the hell I had missed in our communications about today's training, but I did not care as right now I was in the seventh heaven.
Fuck, I loved those planets today!
Olive was a year older than Jasmin, but when you saw the two girls together you would swear they were twins … identical twins (almost). Another half-hour passed as I stood watching with my cock pumped hard enough to be sporting a firm bulge in my shorts, easily observed by others even after I had repositioned its dragon's head a couple of times to allow for any additional growth spasms.
On one of the circuits that Olive passed by close to the fence, she looked over at me, smiled, and pointed to my hard-on and said, “I see that you are enjoying the circuit training this morning, Jack."
Then with a lot of teasing she leant forward to show off her beautiful tit’s hanging free. Her legs were ramrod straight in the stirrups and her butt pointed up into the air.
“Fuck, I would love to fuck that girl,” I said to myself hoping no one had overheard me talking about my desire to ravage the body of the local horse doctor's wife.
As I turned to walk towards the new Old Stable Rooms to set up the tables and other equipment, I wondered about Cynthia the dog Whisperer and pet groomer - Olive's half-sister - now she also had a great body, maybe not a ten but it was close to a nine-plus. My mind ran rampant thinking about Olivia, Cynthia & Jasmin all in a Jacuzzi together, with me - but this was just a wicked dream that destroyed my brain cells just thinking about the possibilities of sex, sex and more fucking sex. Hmmnnfg!
My wicked thoughts about Cynthia would have to wait for another day, as being Jay and Jasmin's personal instructor it was my job to focus on a fitness program for my clients which included both a gym program, Pilates, and of course their diet to keep their bodies toned, fit and pliable. It goes without saying that both Jay and Jasmin already had very toned body condition, so my challenge was to maintain and improve on their fitness and well being.
The far end of the stables had been converted to a very swish upmarket conference Centre, with sleepover accommodation inclusive of three large bedrooms next to the multi shower and bathroom facilities.The whole complex was aptly named 'The Stables' which included a separate lounge, a large Conference room and a very upmarket kitchen dining room that you would love to have in your own home.
As with all our previous sessions over the last nine months, I had employed one of the stable hands, Suzie was her name, to assist me with the massages and Pilates training as she was an accredited Pilates instructor and masseuse, and she was stunning to boot!
'The Stable's' Conference Center had 2 large flat-screen TVs with an amazing Stereo system and up to five wireless cameras, all of which added to the content of the visual training and instruction. One of the 185cm flat-screen TV’s was fixed to the front wall of the conference room, the other was cleverly attached to a retractable track on the side-wall which enabled the TV to be retracted up flat across the ceiling when not required. We were pleased to discover that the wall mounted TV was fully operational both on the wall and also in the ceiling position.
Next, I checked that the smaller screens fixed to the front legs of the massage tables were operational and synchronized with the large TV Screens.
I always let Suzie prepare the TV/Video/USB/Camera setup’s and select the music whilst I arranged all the tables with a One-litre bottle of 100% Pure Organic ‘Essence of Argan’ Moroccan oil andTowels.
The usual procedure was for Jay and Jasmin to stable and groom their horses before going into the gym for approximately sixty minutes of a structured work out followed by a refreshing shower. Then they would come into the conference room and climb onto the massage tables wrapped in their large towels and only wearing pantie/briefs.
After the massage, they would change back into track pants and T-shirts ready for an hour of Pilates Aerobics and muscle toning exercises. Today, however, the atmosphere was different.
Jasmin advised me that they were going to skip the gym work out, as her sister Olive was stopping over for a few days and had asked if it would be okay to join them in their Pilates workouts.
“Of course," I responded, "Why not ask her to join you two in the massage as well, so that she would be equally as relaxed for the Pilates. I have extra gear in my SUV,” I added.
Five minutes later Jasmin came back and said that Olive would love to get a massage before the Pilates workshop. So I made a phone call to one of my other assistants and asked them to come out to the track and assist, as we now had three parties to look after,
Whilst Jay, Olive and Jasmin showered, I asked Suzie to get the small dark blue suitcase with extra massage oils and another massage table from my SUV, totally forgetting that I had left my USB Key with 'Lush Short Stories’ X-rated videos and assorted pictures in the same suitcase as the Bio oils. Later that afternoon, Suzie would bring to my attention that she had found it, and had skimmed through a few of the pictures and stories that I had printed and compiled into a folder.
She did not say a word about it until later when she suggested that she would like to become more involved in our Personal Training program. When you looked at Suzie and knew of her credentials, this was a no brainer - I said yes straight away.
All of the massage tables were set up and the individual ten-inch screens fitted to the front legs were tested and working, which was great as these screens allowed my clients to relax and watch therapeutic video’s or music DVD's whilst they had their massages.
The Bluetooth screens were easily linked to the remote camera’s or video link at the flick of a switch for both training purposes and or relaxation whichever was applicable.
With a few setting changes, Suzie had all five camera’s operating and sending their images onto the big TV screens at once, creating four-channel imaging whilst cycling through the five camera projections. Then with a little ingenuity, Suzie positioned three of the cameras on tripods up on top of some tables around our workshop area. Each one focused in on one of the three massage tables. The fourth and fifth cameras she set up at the side and bottom ends of the tables at just above tabletop level.
I loved her work and her ability to assess the optimum set up for our work environment. With the massage tables set up and ready, Jay, Jasmin and Olive arrived freshly showered and wrapped in their towels ready for their training program to begin.
Jay asked Suzie to select one of the 'Sade’ DVD's to watch on the screens and with the toss of a coin to see who would look after who – it was to be Olive with me, Jay with Suzie and CK my other assistant would look after Jasmin. As they lay down onto the massage tables, Suzie selected some very sensual ‘Sade’ DVD music which she streamed across to the massage table screens and onto both of the big TV screens.
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It was at this point that I decided to ‘up the ante’ and upgrade the program from our standard sports exercise and recovery program to a Tantric experience, and whispered to Suzie of the change.
A Tantric massage is a sensual massage where you will be pampered and your stresses eased out of your body, all culminating in an explosive happy ending. Suzie had a smile on her face, as I knew she had had training and was now considered an expert in the art of the 'Lingam' massage for men.
Without a word she prepared some extra towels, checked that we had extra bottles of the 'Essence of Argan Oils,' and made sure that the soft cotton hand mittens and other silk & satin materials were selected from the dark blue suitcase.
Our attire? - Well both Suzie and I were wearing our Instructor uniforms of loose sports shorts and screen printed cotton T-shirt.
Suzie’s T-shirt was shorter than mine – hers came almost down to her navel whilst mine hung loose over top of my waistband.
Suzie excused her self from the room briefly and when she returned, it was easy to see that she had removed her underwear and was now dressed commando style, as was I. I was sure that CK would be as well.
The atmosphere was euphoric with Sade singing some of her best sensual tracks. We were now ready to look after our small group of three. Jay, Jasmin and Olive had, after climbing up onto their respective massage tables, lain face down before loosening their towels to cover just their butts.
The ladies rested their chins on their cupped hands and focused on the screens in front of them. Jay lay with his arms down his sides and his face turned sideways so that he could watch his wife and sister-in-law on one of the big screens.
Suzie poured the Essence of Argan Oils over Jay’s back and shoulders and began the rhythmic process of coating Jay’s body head to foot with the oil. It was always euphoric to watch Suzie at work as she had a serene method of getting her clients relaxed. Jay was no different and was soon like putty in her hands.
CK arrived and walked straight up to the Table beside Jasmin, poured some oil into his hands and standing at the head of the massage table proceed to massage her back from her neck and shoulders down to her waist.
Standing on the outside of Olive's table I began by coating my hands with the oil before starting at the centre of her back and massaging outwards and upwards towards her shoulders.
For a quarter of an hour we added oil and massaged from the tips of fingers down to the tips of toes, then whilst holding the towels in place we suggested to Jay, Jasmin and Olive that they would get much more out of this Tantric experience if they would peel down their panties/briefs.
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Part of the Tantric experience involved the tracing of the light satin, silk or soft cotton materials across their naked flesh to create a feeling of heightened sensitivity and sensual stimulation of the receptors just under the surface of the skin. If you were a fly on the wall you would have seen all three bodies on the tables slowly spread their legs apart to allow access around and to their genitals, as we wiped the soft to touch materials across the surface of there bodies.
Because Tantric massage is an art, it is important to take time and allow the client to melt into the rhythm with their mindset accepting the sensual and erotic methodology. Throughout the entire session, we had worked together as a team and brought all three of our clients to a state of euphoric bliss being ready and willing to climb to the amazing places that the Tantric methodology was taking them to.
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Suzie had flicked a few switches on the amplifier and with Sade playing through the expensive Bose Speakers, the camera images were now being transmitted to all the TV screens.
Over the next five minutes we were focused on gently massaging their bodies from their shoulders down to their upper thighs, their butt cheeks and probing around their anal passages and groins to stimulate and encourage total submission to the Tantric art.
Suzie was expertly stroking and massaging Jay’s scrotum, causing him to lift his butt off the table allowing his cock room to stretch and grow.
CK had Jasmin climbing to higher levels of submission with extra attention to the pressure points around the cheeks of her butt, with each brushing stroke past her upper thighs and labia Jasmin’s juices were well evident as were her swollen and wet lips - perfectly captured through one of the cameras and transmitted to all the screens for every one to see.
Olive was being transported along a similar path and was equally as wet and receptive as Jasmin.
We took another five minutes of massaging from shoulders to toes keeping them in a heightened sense of sensual pleasure before we replaced the towels across their butts, then asked them to roll over onto their backs.