Belly Riding On Valentines Day

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— Chapter 5 —

Charlie was in his office early the next day. Kim walked in as soon as she came in and closed the door, “Got a sec?”

Charlie smiled sensing a bit of urgency in her hushed voice, “Sure, sit down.”

Kim sat down and said flatly, “I read what you gave me last night. Not all of it. There was too much to read all of it. But I read a lot.”

Charlie nodded, “Okay?”

Kim paused, “I just need to get one thing straight… By giving this to me…” She paused again but continued shortly after thinking about it, “…am I to understand you would actually be okay with me having sex with a horse.”

Charlie shrugged, “I don’t see that we have an option if we want to make this menu work.”

Kim paused a second and said, “Yes, but to be clear, after I have sex with the horse, I’d be serving up his semen to our customers after it drained out of me? Or am I totally misunderstanding what you’re asking? Because if I am, please tell me now.”

Charlie nodded, “Hmm, good point. You’re right, it would be draining out of you. And people would be eating fluids that had drained out of your pussy.”

Kim nodded, sensing that it was all a misunderstanding, “Right?”

Charlie smiled, “That’s an interesting way of putting it. Don’t think like an American for a moment. Look, you’re a culinary artist. Belly riding is a Brazilian traditional method of riding, not some way for girls to simply get themselves off. In fact, belly riders have to endure a great deal of humiliation in the process of learning their art. It’s something Brazilian wives, daughters, sisters, mothers, religious women and even business women undertake. It’s been passed down from generations of girls from their Mothers and now it’s practiced in many places all over the world. You are helping to bring South American customs to the uncultured and uninitiated Americans. Simultaneously, you would be embarking in a marriage of South American customs combined with Oceania cuisine. Our customers would delight in the spectacle. That’s something any Chef should be proud of.”

She swallowed, “I know but how will me having sex with horses help?”

Charlie nodded, “Because even if you only manage to get the horses to orgasm a few times over the evening once you get used to riding, that’s a few more cups of horse semen we can feed to our guests.”

She shook her head, “I can’t… I mean… people won’t eat it after it’s been inside of me…”

Charlie shrugged, “I would. I’d eat anything that came out of you if you served it to me like these deserts. They’re all amazing and delicious. In fact the only thing that could make them better is if you had milked them with your pelvis, vagina and labia, instead of your hand.” She looked at him wide eyed, not knowing what to say. Clearly this was crossing the line, but Charlie wasn’t going to back down. He was close, he could feel it.

Charlie could sense that deep down she wanted to, but she could never admit it. But he didn’t need her to admit it, he just needed her to do it. She was the kind of girl who needed to be pushed into the idea. Charlie decided to push further, sensing her hesitance, “Look if you can’t cut it, let me know, and I’ll find another executive Chef for this menu. I can’t fire you so I’ll have to find someone else temporarily. I need this to go off without a hitch, and I need you to give me your all. So what do you say? Are you with me?”

He knew he was absolutely stepping over the line and she could sue him but she wasn’t that kind of girl. She looked like a deer in headlights. He knew she had a family and needed the money. And he knew he could go to jail for even hinting at threatening to fire an employee who wasn’t willing to commit an act of bestiality and feed the aftermath to his patrons. But he didn’t care. Kim began to flush, “Uh… I need to think about it. I don’t know what my Husband or Son would say… I think they’d disown me. Is it even legal?”

Charlie smiled, “It’s not legal everywhere, but in this state there’s no law against bestiality. So you should be okay. Listen, why don’t you bring your Son and Husband by my house tomorrow night. We’re closed on Mondays anyway, so it’s perfect. We can tell them our plan together, if that will make you feel better.”

She seemed slightly relieved to put this decision off, “Okay… tomorrow night.”

Charlie wrote down his address on a slip of paper and handed it to Kim and said, “Relax, it’ll be fine. See you tomorrow night after dinner – say around 8 for a nightcap?”

She stood up and nodded looking through Charlie as if she were trying to picture what it would be like to tell her Husband and Son that she might have to fuck a couple of horses, “Okay, see you then.”

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— Chapter 6 —

Kim showed up with her husband, Lenny and her Son, Rich in tow. Charlie introduced himself and invited them into the house. Lenny was a thin man, who was clearly overwhelmed by Charlie’s rather extravagant mountain home. To say Lenny was awestruck was to understate the situation. Rich looked like his father, only younger, and less impressed, as young men tend to be. Charlie invited them into his den. There were a series of overstuffed leather chairs. Charlie had a bottle of scotch and champagne on ice, ready to serve. He poured Lenny a glass of scotch, and Kim a glass of champagne. To Rich, who was only 18, Charlie gave some water.

Once everyone was settled, Charlie started asking about the family and how they met, and general niceties. It was pleasant. Charlie was just waiting for the right moment to tell them about the plan that Kim and Charlie had put together. After a few drinks, Charlie said after a long sigh, “So, Lenny, I bet you’re wondering why I wanted to meet you.”

Lenny smiled, “Yeah, the thought had crossed my mind.”

Charlie nodded, “It’s been a few years that Kim has been working for me. She’s worked her way up to Executive Chef, and I’ve started putting more burdens on her in the role. She’s doing a great job, but as always, I’m trying to come up with ways to really bring the restaurant to new levels. Kim has been helping me come up with a special Valentine’s day menu. It’s going to blow everyone’s mind. I’ve already started leaking it to the press, and they’re going to start writing stories about in a few weeks once fall sets in.”

Lenny nodded, “Sounds exciting!”

Charlie nodded and flatly said, “Yes, we’re serving horse semen infused deserts.”

Both Lenny’s face and Rich’s face showed expressions of complete shock as they processed what he had just said. Rich was the first to say, “Horse semen?!”

Lenny just said, “What?!”

Charlie smiled, “Yes, tell them what you’re making for the restaurant, Kim. Lenny, you’re going to love this…”

Kim took a sip of champagne, and cleared her throat. She clearly hadn’t expected to be the one to have to say anything. She probably hoped that Charlie would do all the talking, “Yes, well… I’ve come up with a menu of horse-semen meringue pie. It’s just normal meringue, whipped together with horse semen. Uhm, horse-semen cheesecake, which is just as sweet as normal cheesecake, but with a strong taste of horse semen. Then I’m making raspberry horse-semen tart, which is covered in a fresh horse semen glaze. I’m making an iced horse-semen Sunday which has horse semen blended with the iced cream and is topped with semen whip, which is just lightly whipped horse semen and milk. And last, but not least is the horse-semen cream pie, which is a play on words – you know, like cream pie – but it’s just a normal cream pie with about half and half semen to milk ratio.”

Charlie added, “And don’t forget the shots…”

Kim nodded, “Oh yeah, and freshly milked horse semen shots. They’ll still be nice and warm when our guests drink them.”

Rich shook his head, “Ewwww, Mom! That’s so nasty!”

Lenny shook his head, “Now, Rich, behave!” Lenny looked around and cleared his throat and shot a glance at Charlie and then to the ground as if to buy some time, “That is… interesting, I’ll give you that. I’m sure it will be… well, I’m sure lots of people will be interested in it.”

Charlie had pegged Lenny for exactly what he was – a yes man. Lenny would do anything Charlie asked, because Charlie was the guy who paid his Wife and clearly his house was intimidating to someone who barely scraped by. He was a wimp. Charlie wondered how that worked. Kim was clearly submissive, but Charlie was a complete pushover.

Charlie said, “Great, so Kim and I had an idea to bring some South American customs into it as well. Kim, why don’t you explain that?”

Kim was wide eyed. She was clearly hoping that Charlie would explain it by the expression on her face, “Oh? Me? Oh, okay… well… in Brazil they have a custom that is passed down from Mother to Daughter. The lore goes, that a woman who was slighted by an unfaithful man took a horse as a lover to prove she no longer needed her unfaithful husband. However it started, apparently woman ride under them all day while having sex with them. It sounds crazy, but apparently it’s true and happens a lot. I read up on it.”

Lenny’s face was in shock. Rich was the first to say, “What the fuck are you talking about, Mom?”

Lenny barked, “Rich, watch your mouth!”

Clearly Rich was the only one in the house that stood up for himself, Charlie noticed. It was interesting to see the dynamic. Charlie interrupted, “As you’ve probably figured out by now, your Mother is considering using a customary Brazilian belly riding technique to extract the horse semen for the dishes. We figured that it would be too difficult to extract it manually, so she’ll be belly riding, for… what did we say? A few days?”

Kim swallowed and looked over at Lenny as she said, “Yes, I’ll be belly riding for a few days, so that we can get enough semen for a single day limited run of the menu on Valentine’s day. I’ll have to switch horses a few times a day, but I can probably get someone to help me. It’s not sustainable long term unless we had at least a few women belly riding full time and probably 8 or more horses, assuming no one ever took vacations or got sick or anything. If you wanted to do it like the women do in Brazil and stay tied to the horse all day, it would take probably six or more women. That won’t work with the menu we have, even for just a single day. We could freeze more semen, but I hate doing that and it would take even longer because it doesn’t reconstitute quite the same. It doesn’t taste quite right after freezing when you drink it straight.”

Charlie said, “That would cost way too much to have all those women too, we need you.”

She nodded, “Yep. The only way we can do it with just one belly rider is to freeze a lot of it ahead of time and then only offer a limited number of fresh horse semen shots.”

Lenny swallowed, “Oh.”

Kim reached over the overstuffed chair and gently touched Lenny’s hand, which was on his arm of his chair. It was nice seeing her be so gentle with Lenny as she said, “You okay?” He nodded, not saying anything.

Charlie decided it was his turn, “It’s only a few days. Look, Lenny, Kim told me she’d do whatever you said. She really respects you and your opinion. If you don’t want her to do it, we’ll all respect that decision. But I think this town and our restaurant could really use something like this. It would be a huge boost to our business, and your wife’s career. She’ll be nationally renowned Chef. Imagine what this could do for you and your family! We’ll do whatever you want though. What do you say, Lenny?”

Lenny snapped out of a moment of deep and probably unhappy thought as he said, “No, I mean, sure, whatever you need to do.”

Everyone was absolutely shocked to hear him say that. Rich shook his head, “What?! You can’t Mom have sex with a horse, Dad. Jesus.”

Lenny was firm, “It’s not sex like human sex, Rich, you heard them. It’s a cultural thing. No, I made up my mind. I think this is a good thing for the family. People will write stories about you, Kim. That’s wonderful. And I stand by you all the way, honey.” Kim was in shock. It was clear she hadn’t expected to get the thumbs up.

Charlie decided to throw a little dart at Rich as he winked, “Don’t worry, champ, we’ll make sure you get a taste.” Rich scowled, but said nothing. Charlie raised his glass not waiting for anyone to say anything negative, “Great! It’s settled then. Here’s to Kim, the most amazing and innovative Chef in the world!” Kim clearly wasn’t so sure this was such a good idea, and Lenny only halfheartedly raised his glass. But Charlie couldn’t care less, his dream was one step closer to reality. Charlie smiled and said, “We should probably get everything ready. So maybe a few practice runs before the big event, so we can iron the kinks out.”

Kim nodded, “We’ll need the belly riding saddle and the shots to keep the horses erect. And I’ll need help getting saddled and unsaddled.”

Charlie nodded, “Right, lots of planning to do. But for now, here.”

He poured another glass of champagne into her glass with a big smile. She smiled, a little tentatively and raised her glass, “Cheers.” She swallowed hard, no doubt in deep thought about what was about to happen.

 

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  • Nathan

    i was wondering if you can do this story from kim’s pov

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