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 Rebecca leaned up against the stall in the barn; her blond hair was tied
back in two pigtails and with a few stray pieces hanging out.  She had deep
blue eyes one could get lost in, soft teenage skin, a trim body and a tan
that seemed to linger all winter.  She had long legs that started at her
tight little bum, nothing made her any less cute, and when she got out of
the oversize clothes she was hot.  Today she had managed to get herself
invited snowmobiling with her sister, her boyfriend and his friend Paul. 
Paul was her friend too, but despite her best efforts she could not seem to
get his attention in any way more then friends.  She planed on trying
again, wearing a tight white sweater and her snug jeans, she felt a little
done up for being outside all day, but she did know she would have some
time alone with Paul.

   Paul was a the son of a dairy farmer, his brown hair and eyes seemed to
always make her weak at the knees.  He always wore this dark brown cowboy
hat, and spoke softly to her when they talked.  He was well built, thanks
to his years working on the farm and always had the most mischievous smile.
Rebecca wondered what she would need to do to get his attention.

   "I don't think I have been this close to cows before, let alone help
milk them." The barn had been warmer then she expected, and the smell of
sweet hay was in the air.

   "Your not really helping, more distracting," Paul replied, wishing she
didn't have to stay behind so he could get his work done alone.

   "Well there wasn't room for me to go get the snowmobiles and who would
want to ride with those two love birds anyways." She pushed off the wall
and walked slowly away.

   Paul laughed as he turn around to see her walk away, he wasn't sure when
she took off her jacket, but the view of her jeans hugging her tight bum
made him glad she did.  He stopped himself for a moment as he did a double
look, she didn't look like the same girl who shared a locker next to hers.
"You know, you can really help me if you'd like." He called her back.

   Rebecca turned around, pushing her pigtails back, she smiled, "what can
I do?" She walked back swaying her hips ever so slightly.

   Paul moved to the next cow, "you can help with getting her hooked up."
Paul put his hand on the small of her back as he guided her in front of
him, and leaned up close to her body as he showed her what to do.  He
reached around her, almost hugging her to him, as he showed her how to use
the milker, "You simply go like this." He explained.

   Paul smiled as he breathed in her flowery scented perfume, he forgot she
wore all the time, and was glad she didn't pull away as he held her close,
or brushed against her firm breasts.  "Like this?" She asked leaning back
into his arms, letting her head rest on his shoulder.

   Paul nodded as he looked down at her neck; following the soft skin down
to where the tight sweater was hiding the breasts he now wanted to see.  He
now wondered why he hadn't noticed how good she looked all those times she
sat next to him in class, or standing by their lockers.  Now he wanted
nothing more then to admire her curves, he leaned into her and softly
kissed her neck a few times.

   "Looks like you've got the hang of it," Paul commented as he helping her
up, pulling her close to him, "good enough to be a cowgirl." He leaned
forward and kissed her cute pink lips, to his excitement, she didn't pull
away, instead kissed him again.

   Rebecca pulled away slightly, and giggled as she took his hat.  "I hear
cowgirls are good at other things too." She said in a teasing manor.

   Paul raised an eyebrow as she moves closer to him again, "well," she
whispers softly in his ear, "I do enjoy a good ride."

   He took back his hat placing it on his head before kissing her once more
and wrapping his arms around her waist, "I could give you the ride of your
life."

   Rebecca smiled as she ran her hands down the front of his pants, "maybe
you should show me."

   Paul stood there as she took a hold of his cock, he breathed in deeply
never expecting this type of reaction from her.  When he felt he could no
longer take the teasing he carefully removed her hand and lead her over to
the ladder where he watched her climb up to the loft and then quickly
followed.  She stopped once she found a place that looked comfortable and
then motioned him to come close.

   Paul smiled as he grabbed a blanket that was hiding behind the hay and
laid it out.

   "Not your first time bringing someone up here?" She questioned.

   "My first, I have two older brothers remember."

   Rebecca smiled as Paul took a hold of her sweater and pulled it off as
she kneeled down in front of him.  Slowly undoing his pants, "I like to
warm up my ride first," she said with a wicked smile, "makes it a lot more
fun."

   Paul wondered how much more warmed up he could get, he watched as she
began to play with him, first with her hands and then putting his cock all
the way into her mouth.  He couldn't help but moan as she teased him.  He
couldn't believe how much he enjoyed looking down seeing her smile, her
blond hair like two reins needed to be held, and her cute lips wrapped
around his manhood.

   Rebecca sucked harder as she felt him take pigtails in her hand and try
to push himself farther into her mouth.  She felt her mouth fill with his
hot cum, she swallowed it all before teasing him again with her mouth
making sure she had sucked him clean.  Paul felt like his heart was racing
when she didn't stop, and when she finally stood up he heard her whisper,
"Now its time to ride."

   He reached down and undid her jeans, running his hands over her bum and
down her legs.  As he stood up he noticed she was clean down there, he
reached down to feel the smooth skin and heat coming from her kitty.  He
helped her onto the blanket, letting his hand graze her thigh and then
playfully teased her kitty, finding out how wet she had all ready become.

   Paul smiled as he watched her close her eyes in pleasure, then he took
his other hand and began playing with her breast, he brought his mouth to
them and sucked on her hard nipples.  Rebecca let out a moan, and slowly
pulled away and got him to lay down.

   She smiled as she straddled him, slowly lowering her wet kitty onto his
hard manhood.  He let out a gasp as for the first time he felt himself be
surrounded by her tight little kitty, as she pushed him deep inside her, he
never expected she was even capable of making him feel this way.

   She mooned as she raised herself up and then back down watching his
every reaction, and glad she had given him a treat before moving to the
part she enjoyed.  "I'd make a great cowgirl," she giggles, "I love
riding."

   Paul put his hands on her waist, "you are a very good rider," he lifted
her up, keeping the motion going feeling like he could cum again and again
inside of her until there was no room left in her little kitty for his
juices but to run down her long legs.

   Rebecca smiled tossing her pigtails back.  Paul reached up cupping her
firm breasts; he whispered her name as she leaned closed to him.  She
picked up his hat and placed it on her head as she began to ride him
harder, feeling her own body come close to a climax.

   She rested for a moment and looked down at him, "we're not done yet." He
followed her lead as she got down on all fours next to him.  Paul grabbed
her hips pushing himself deep in side of her, calling out her name in
pleasure as he has control over the speed they take.  He thrusts himself in
harder and harder each time holding onto her tiny waist for dear life.  Her
squeals of delight and pleasure make him push on until he can no longer
contain himself and filled her tight little kitty with his hot cum. 
Rebecca smiles wickedly up at him as she slowly turns around and begins to
clean him up with her tongue and mouth.  When she finished she stood on her
knees, "Told you I'd make a good cowgirl."

   Paul pulled he close then laid her down on the blanket as he took in
what had just happened, "you can be my cowgirl any day."

   Rebecca leans over close to him, taking his cock in her hand, "I could
ride you all day."

   Paul chuckles, "well I plan on riding you this time." The sound of a
truck pulling into the drive stops him as he rolls towards her. 
Disappointed he can spend more time exploring her perfect naked body he
suggests, "I think we'll just have to get lost well out in the snow."

   He looked at her sitting there wearing only his hat and that cute little
smile.  He could see the delight on her face as he put on his pants to go
and cause a distraction.  She linger, her eyes calling him back as fought
against the need to go back to her.  He smiled as he made his way down the
ladder, she still sitting there naked, his juices running down her legs, he
was going to ride her a lot now he realized she wasn't just some silly
girl, but one great ride he'd never forget.