Hands Free Orgasm

Heather and I were both sixteen when we dated. She had recently moved to the area because her parents split the sheets and mom wanted to be closer to family in the area. We met the first week of school because we shared the same English class. She was one of those flat chested, completely flat butt, narrow framed girls. You know the kind I'm talking about? She had long hair, pretty face and was always smiling! What she lacked in body definition she seemed to make up in cuteness and personality. 

Heather was smart and funny. She made me laugh and thats really what attracted me to her. Sure she seemed like this polite, modest girl, and she actually really was... but when you got her going she could match wits with anyone and could curse like a sailor. I think that might have been because she was the youngest of 3 kids and the only girl with two older brothers who were in their early 20's at the time.

We had gone on a few dates and hung out at her place a couple of times but nothing serious. I think we kissed a couple of times. While hanging out one day, I mentioned that my mom had horses. This seemed to spark Heather's interest because she had never been on one and really wanted to. I had ridden since I was very young but at about that time I was completely losing interest in horses. Much to the chagrin of my mother. 

A few days later, I picked Heather up and drove her back to my place where as soon as we drove in my mom was leading her horse out of the barn. After some quick introductions I stepped away to watch as my mom instructed Heather on the basics.

"She's doing really well... why don't you guys go down to the round pen and lead her around a little."

I grabbed reins and led her away and over to the round pen where I clipped a lunge line on and opened the gate.

"Oh my gosh, this saddle rubs against my "va-jayjay!" Heather blurted out as my mom disappeared into the barn and out of ear-shot. "Is it supposed to do that??"

I looked up at her, red faced and told her that I didn't know, I didn't have an... ummm.. va-jayjay.

Heather stuck her tongue out at me in a defiant, bratty girl, face. I clicked my tongue and let out some slack as Tyler started to walk. After a couple of laps, Heather started to struggle with her posture and kept adjusting her hips back. I smiled at her when she looked my way and she rolled her eyes at me. More laps around the pen until she settled into the saddle. I casually laughed as she closed her eyes and let out  deep breath with an inaudible sigh.

"If you want to stop and get down just pull the reins like my mom showed ya!"

Heather bit her lip, opened her eyes and shook her head. As Tyler continued another lap, Heather relaxed her frame and with every stride worked the saddle against her clit. From the center of the pen I could easily tell when she tensed up and orgasmed.

"Oh no.. no, no... that is just soooo wrong!" She collapse forward, panting heavily and stared at me. I winked and laughed as I pulled the lunge line in and walked towards her.

"You better swear to God that you'll never, ever tell anyone about this!" Heather slid down out of the saddle. "Promise me!! Nobody, right?!?"

I nodded affirmatively as she wrapped her arms around me and kissed me. 

"My undies are soaked!" She said with a mischievous grin. I looked down at her pants and there was a very noticeable wet spot and at a glance, a smear on the saddle.

Made a girl orgasm and I didn't even have to touch her.