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One time social worker, who rose to prominence when she published a “kiss and tell” expose about a prominent politician. She still does social work up and down the country trying to cure those poor men who have the “Sexaholic Syndrome” affliction.

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PLEASE NOTE: This is only one small episode and just part of Dame "Gabby" Darling's lifestory and biography. More will be available to members.

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Wet and sticky boots

Gabriella Darling was born in West Suffolk to a wealthy farming family. Her family (although known as farmers) were more land owners rather than actually people who got their hands dirty with the soil. Her Father, James Darling, inherited the land from his own Father and simply carried on the tradition of paying others to do the dirty work. He occasionally came in touch with the soil, but more with the local hunt than actually digging or ploughing. James was more known for regularly falling off horses and ending up in a ditch than for his actual horsemanship.

Thankfully his ability to fall from a horse was not passed on to his only Daughter Gabriella. She was put on a horse almost before she could walk and ended up being a very experienced horsewoman from a very early age.

Gabby was also quite experienced in sexual activities as well, having being seduced as a teenager by a lad at the local stables.

The stable lad was a little older (Posh Ho is unable to name him for personal reasons) and one day he had caught Gabby by surprise as she dismounted after a long ride. He had been helping her to slide from her mount and his hands had started at her boots as she swung both legs over, and then continued to rub her all the way up her legs. They reached and fondled her bum as he pretended to help her down to the stable floor. Naturally his hands had rubbed all the way up her clinging jodhpurs and by the time Gabby was safely on the floor she could feel something stiff pushing between the cheeks of her young and tight arse. Having not had contact with a man’s erection before, Gabby was not exactly sure what the hardness was. Turning to face the stable lad she looked down to see a huge swelling in his trousers.

“Was this an erection?" she wondered. "A stiff and hard penis?” The girls at the young farmers club had talked about them in graphic detail, but she had not actually seen one for real. Being an only child she had not even experienced childhood bathing with a brother. This meant that at this stage in her life she had never actually come into contact with a male sexual organ, not even in it’s miniature form. Even school had not really given her the lessons she needed for identification. Drawings of tubes and eggs on the chalk board didn't quite give the full information when faced with the real thing. Certainly the stable lab looked proud of the bulge in his trousers so that's probably what it was. Unfortunately she could see that he knew where her eyes were focused.

“Would you like to feel it Miss?” offered the lad.

“I don’t really know,” said Gabby in her best clipped accent. Being brought up as a polite young lady she thought it was her turn to continue the conversation. “Would you like me too?” She thought that sounded sensible.

“You can just feel it through my trousers if you want luv.”

So she did.

Her young hand reached out and felt the firm bulge. As she touched it for the first time she felt it twitch towards her.

“Does it always do that?”

“Why don’t you rub it up and down and see.”

Gabby did as she was invited and could instantly see the effect that the movement was having. The stable lad was pushing his groin further towards her and his face was getting exceedingly red as he strained to control himself.

“Is that what men like?” asked Gabby.

“Oh yes,” came the slightly strangled reply. “Would you like to see it for real?”

Gabby thought that perhaps she would, but before she was able to say so, the stable lad had unzipped his flies and she was presented with a huge glowing member that looked as if it was about to burst.

“Come on girl, feel it. Rub it for me. You know you want to.”

Gabby wasn't sure that she did actually want to, but it seemed silly not to find out what might happen if she did.

What actually happened took her a little by surprise. She had only clasped her hand around it for a second when the lad seemed to push himself towards her moaning slightly and suddenly sprayed her with a white cream like substance. It squirted all down the front of her jodhpurs and finished up dripping onto her highly polished riding boots.

She let go of the stable lad’s manhood in an attempt to pull herself away, but found she was backed hard up against the warm body of the horse she had recently dismounted.

The lad was now grinning at her suggestively. “Wanna go for it luv? You know? The full bit? All the way? Don’t play the innocent with me, you seem to know what you’re doing.”

Actually Gabby DIDN’T know what she was doing and didn't quite know what had just been done. She knew that her fresh jodhpurs would now have to be cleaned, and her boots would have to be polished, but as far as getting any sexual pleasure herself, she was not sure that it was worth the effort. If boys were just going to squirt this sticky stuff over her boots then she was not sure that sex was all it was cracked up to be.

Later on in life she would find out that her riding boots would be highly sought after as sexual object of worship. Boys and men would love to squirt all over them and actually clean them again with their tongue, but at this point her education in those matters had not gone that far.

At the moment Gabby had more pressing things to deal with. Here she was with a sexually exited stable lad in front of her, with his cock erect and heading towards her. Behind her was the warm body of the horse she had just been riding. She had to admit that a certain amount of sexual tension had built up in her during the ride. The movement of the any horse during a gallop had always made Gabby slightly warm and damp between the legs and this current situation seemed likely to be fun if she went along and sampled the unknown.

Looking the lad straight in the eyes she decided that he was a good looking guy and if she was going to lose what the girls as school her referred to as her “cherry” then he might not be a bad start. And that lovely purple headed cock did look strangely fascinating. . . . . (More follows in the members area.)

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