My black horse named Berthoud

I love horseback riding, in fact, I love horse racing, and I have a real passion for a specific horse. To be alone, on a horse, running in a place with a lot of greenery, with my hair blowing in the wind is one of the sensations I like to feel the most. Whenever I can, I go to Santa Cecilia Farm to ride a horse. The place functions as a hotel-farm and receives people from all over Brazil. Actually, this hotel has been around for many years, since the coffee cycle in the country, but back then, it operated as a farm that produced vegetables to supply neighboring coffee farms. Inherited by entrepreneurial sons and daughters, today it has become the main attraction of a small town in the interior of the State of Rio de Janeiro. It's where I usually go by myself on the weekends, at least twice a month. As I frequent the hotel, I am always accommodated in one of the rooms with a prime view, since the staff knows that I love to get up in the morning and look out over the endless green mountains. My desire to ride dates back many years. As I entered my teenage years and the hormones began to take over my body, I saw a scene that stuck in my mind. The TV repeated the soap opera Dona Beija, from the defunct TV Manchete, and one of its scenes marked my imagination forever. In the episode, actress Maitê Proença, who played an influential woman of the 19th century, rode on a white horse, completely naked. I don't remember the soap opera very well, in fact, I don't remember almost anything. I remember that Miss Kiss charmed men with her extreme beauty and fearlessness and irritated many women. I think that was the tone of the novel, the strong personality of the protagonist, who, at that historical moment, scandalized the Brazilian high society with her extravagances. Considerations on the novel made, returning to the subject of my report, yes, I'm here to talk only about a naked woman on a white horse. I remember sitting next to my grandfather Jesse when the scene was broadcast, and I remember dying of shame (him, too, I think), but I couldn't stop watching. My body immediately gave birth and I felt my little face wet from seeing that scene, which, at the time, seemed so sexy, so extravagant and so liberating. On Saturdays, the TV would repeat the best moments of the soap opera, and I would not stop watching again that scene that was extremely exciting to me. I was eagerly waiting for Saturday, when I could again see Mrs. Kiss parade naked on horseback and feel again the strong sexual excitement that the scene gave me. That's how I got the urge to ride naked on horses. I've never had the opportunity to be in a completely isolated place with a horse at my disposal, all to myself. So I satisfy my fantasy by frequenting the farmhouse hotel, but not without adapting my desires to my real possibilities. At the end of every afternoon, I put on a light dress, with nothing underneath, put on my riding boots and go riding. Among the various horses available for the Farm's ride, I chose my favorite, a black appaloosa with a knitted rear, named Berthoud. My dear Berthoud is faithful, agile and robust. I fell in love with him as soon as I saw him, his strong musculature causes a sexual tension in my body that few people are capable of provoking. He walks steadily and gracefully and his vigorous movements generate delightful contractions in my bouquet. I am in love with Berthoud, I spend hours caressing his body before I mount him, I like to smooth his face, rest my forehead on his, run my hands over his back and caress his black mast. I know he enjoys my company too, we always talk a lot during our walks and we're very confident. As a hotel rule, horses can only be ridden in a cage, but my fetish involves feeling his fur encroaching on my shaved bouquet, so in order to have everything I want, I had to figure out a way to circumvent the establishment's rule. Well, best of all, it was extremely easy to seduce the horse handlers. Before I go to the farm, I call and make a reservation not only for the room, but also for Berthoud. So my horse (yes, in my heart he is only mine) and I stayed together for the whole weekend. To be able to ride him without caging him and sleep with him in the stable whenever I want, I have to climb with Raul, Victor and Ana, together or separately, according to their willingness and availability. So it's not uncommon for me to find myself in the stable, next to Berthoud, sucking on Raul's juicy prick and being ravished by Victor at the same time. I don't know if Berthoud is jealous of me, but I notice that he watches me with his sharp eyes, as I vigorously suck Raul's mast. Vitor has a cock up his ass. He loves to eat a cock and I love to give mine. So we form a genius duo. He punches my cock hard, while I, four, suck his brother's cock. Raul and Vitor are twin brothers, brown and with bodies forged by the countryside. Anna's Raul's girlfriend, but she really likes sucking on a bouquet, too. I started fucking only Vitor, but soon the other two knew and wanted to join us, for me, no problem, everything to have Berthoud as much time as possible with me. The boys aren't always around when Anna and I fuck, and we actually like a little women-only moment, and I find sex with women very sexy and engaging. Sometimes we'll walk together with Berthoud, both naked under our dresses, because the Farm is always full of guests and employees, which makes it impossible for us to walk around like Mrs. Kiss. When we get away from our families and children and go into the fields, she takes one of her hands to my pussy and makes gentle movements on my grill. So, the three of us, my love Berthoud and Anna and I over him, felt the movements of his sturdy spine working on our wet sheets, spraying on our crickets, making the smell of our bouquets spread across the fields. I also like to ride behind her and feel the back of my horse as I massage Anna's breasts with both hands and kiss her neck, smelling the smell of other horses mixed with her perfume. I go all over her body, I stick my fingers in her hot, fluffy pussy, and I fuck her good. Anna writhes in my arms, turning her face frequently to be kissed. We also like long, hot kisses, so sometimes we'll be facing each other on our horse, moments when I'll be sucking on the beaks of your big, soft breasts. Some guests, Anna's acquaintances, sometimes ask to watch us. He has a middle-aged businessman who whenever he can, and we leave, accompanies us, riding on another horse. He likes to watch us while he plays a hand job. Anna likes to be watched a lot and I don't mind that. Last weekend, we went with Berthoud to a beautiful waterfall, a little way from the Farm, and there we met a guest of the hotel, a man already known to Anna, for whom she has a great sexual interest. We got off our horse wet, because we touched each other all the way, and we went to climb with the man inside the waterfall hole, he had already prepared everything and wanted to involve Berthoud in this... (continued)