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The young wolvar sat on a rock in the middle of a meadow in the middle of a massive forest. His eyes were closed as he took in a deep breath, enjoying the serenity of of the woods around him. The only sound he could hear was the buzzing of insects and the gentlest trickle of a stream that meandered nearby.

Suel wanted nothing more in life than to enjoy as many of the simple pleasures the planet could offer him. He had no interest in city life or dealing with others even of his own race. He preferred the company of the creatures of the forest; in fact he was often known to transform himself into a feral feline just so he felt closer to those he loved and respected.

It was morning on a late summer day, and Suel was meditating as he did most mornings. His legs were crossed and robed by a tribal dress; like his own fur, the garments were shaded simple earthy browns. Around his neck hung a necklace and a set of bracers made of tree branches. For hours each morning he would rest quietly, reflecting on the past day and what he could do to make the forest a better place not just for the creatures that inhabited it but for anyone who passed through. On the more peaceful days, he sometimes meditated until he slept.

As he sat, mind wandering from place to place, he heard the snapping of a twig in the forest. His ear twitched to catch more of the sound, but there was only silence. He quickly dismissed it as he was used to the sound of wolves or deer stepping on twigs. He felt no attention needed to be paid to the disturbance.

But then he heard more; more twigs snapping, the rustling of branches, and a gentle clop of hooves clattering on rocks. 'Could this be a herd of deer'? He thought to himself but didn't say a word. The pounding of hooves continued, getting stronger as they got closer to the clearing.

Shaken from his meditation, Suel opened his eyes and scanned the tree line to find where the noises were coming from and saw a group of bipedal equines pushing through the underbrush, headed right toward the clearing. The wolvar wanted to sit still and ignore them so he could return to his meditation, but instead stood up and waited for them.

As they got closer, he could make out only 5 figures, but they were all huge, easily 2 feet taller than he was. He crossed his arms over his chest and took in a deep breath, waiting for the horses to make a first move. Some equines were known to be hostile towards others, though most were fine. He needed to be sure he was prepared to defend himself if the need arose.

"Ah! What a pleasant surprise!" one of the horses whinnied as he stepped daintily over a bush into the clearing. It was a massive black-haired stallion with a long, flowing mane.

"A pleasant surprise?" Suel asked, curious.

A blonde-haired female stepped forward and placed her massive hand on the first stallion's shoulder. "Yeah, we've been stuck in this forest for days and we're lost! It's nice to see another soul we can get directions from!"

Suel paused a moment, waiting as the remaining three equines emerged from the bush. There were two stallions and three mares, each equipped with a rather large sack strapped to their backs. None wore more than the bare minimum of clothing, the males with kilts hanging around their waists and the females had simple fabric draping over their breasts as well as simple drapes covering their nethers. "So, you just want out of the forest? Sadly, you've come to the wrong place as this is the very middle. If you are looking for a quick path out, then it doesn't matter what way you go, it's all the same."

The leader stallion's bottom jaw dropped and excitement drained from his eyes. "Please tell me you're telling a joke!"

He slowly shook his head, sad to have to give unpleasant news. "I am sorry, sir, but I wouldn't kid around with you over such a thing. I come here to meditate because this clearing is the very farthest from civilization that I can get."

One of the other stallions, a roan and chestnut brown speckled one, stepped forward and let out a sigh. "It's okay Urek, I'm sure he knows a good way out from here."

Urek shugged and whinnied. "It's not a big deal."

Suel stepped forward. "Well look on the bright side, if you pick any direction from here and just keep walking, you'll be out and back to civilization in no time."

The horses each laughed a bit, nodding slowly. "You make a good point, care to help escort us out? We've been trying to go in one direction for a week now and we keep going in circles."

Suel nodded as the two mares and one of the stallions broke off from the two speakers, laying down their sacks in the grass and sitting beside them. "Well, I can't go with you, but I can give you directions." He offered. He didn't want to return to civilization and his first instinct was to not trust random strangers, he didn't want to run the risk of them trying to take advantage of him.

It was just a precaution, he held no prejudice against these equine travellers.

"We understand." Urek sighed. "Is it okay with you if we stay here for the next 24 hours before returning to our journey?"

Suel was somewhat confused. "I do not own the forest nor the clearing, my friends. It is not up to me whether you rest here or not; I don't think it would be an issue though. I am meditating but you have as much right to be here as any of the land's creatures or myself."

Urek bowed and smiled. "Thank you for your kindness. What do you call yourself?" He offered a hand to shake. Suel paused to see the absolutely massive fingered tipped with what looked like rounded hooves where the claws should be.

They embraced. "I am known as Suel, and I imagine you're known as Urek."

Urek pounded his chest with his free hand. "Urek the proud, to most." He boasted. "And this is Clador, Skuum, Morda, and Darl." he motioned to himself, an entirely black stallion, then his chestnut and roan faded stallion friend, a white and blonde appaloosa stallion, a golden blonde mare, and a vanner mare, respectively.

Suel bowed himself. "It's a pleasure to meet you all. Now if you don't mind, I'm going to return to my meditation, if you need my assistance, I'd be happy to help you." He waved to each of the equines one after another before turning to his boulder. Instead of sitting atop it like before, he sat in the grass beside it, putting the massive stone between himself and the herd that was milling about the edge of the clearing. It wasn't that he wanted to ignore them, but any noise they may have made would have distracted him and he felt that simply limiting what he heard of them was more polite than asking them to leave and take their noise elsewhere.

He truly did believe that they had as much a right to be there as he did.

The rest of the day went surprisingly well for both parties. The horses were surprisingly quiet considering their size and tendency to make an audible clopping sound whenever they walked or touched anything. Suel could tell they were just trying to be polite. In turn the wolvar was able to get in a solid 6 hours of peaceful meditation with only an occasional break when one of them got up to relieve themselves in the nearby forest.

As the sun was beginning to set, Urek daintily stepped up to the stone and tapped his finger on it, snapping Suel out of his serene trance. "Sir Suel, I was wondering if I could ask you a question." He said meekly, quietly.

Suel slowly turned and fixed his gaze on the horse's eyes. "What can I help you with?" he asked politely.

Urek tapped his fingertips against each other nervously. "Well, the others and myself all want to leave at first light, and in case you weren't awake or still here when that happens, we were wondering if you could perhaps give us some more solid direction, perhaps some landmarks to follow or something. We're not the best navigators and we get our directions mixed up fairly well. Nomadic species and all."

Suel stood up, his blanket-like skirt draping down around his legs. "I think that's fair." He brushed off some dirt that had clung to the branches that rest on his shoulder. "Okay, so this is the best I can remember. Go in that direction until you hit a creek; follow it downstream until it splits. From there you should be able to see a particularly massive oak on a hillside. From beside that oak you can see a decent amount of the forest. From there, scan the horizon until you see smoke, from there you can generally make out where to go to get back to Oruhell mines, which is on the border of the forest. Such a trip from here takes me about 12 hours, with legs like yours perhaps 8 or 10 at most."

Urek kept his gaze focused on Suel as he explained, nodding in between quiet acknowledgements. "That...was remarkably simple. Thank you very kindly!" he held out his hand for another shake which Suel happily embraced. "We're going to sleep early tonight to get a head start tomorrow."

"It's absolutely no problem, my friends." Suel assured the others.

Urek returned to his herd, or family, or whatever their relationship with them was and Suel once again sat back down, his ceremonial skirt billowing out aroun behind him.

It first started with giggling and playful whinnies. Suel could only hear the sounds of the deep guttural equine vocalizations as they began to chatter amongst one another, apparently telling jokes and teasing one another. He expected the conversation to die down within minutes; they were supposed to be leaving at first light, after all. Much to his disdain the playful noises just intensified as the minutes ticked past.

He didn't want to be rude, as it was not his place to tell the others what to do, but he was worried their chattering and giggles would keep him up all night. It was the respectful thing to ask them to at least quiet down. He got up and went to walk around the rock, but as soon as he saw what was happening, he froze solid and stared, gradually falling to one knee in awe as he hid mostly behind the rock.

Not a single one of the equines were clothed, and they were all cuddling and fondling one another in a writhing mass of hair, manes and tails matted with sweat. Somewhat embarrassed at seeing them in the throes of carnal lust without their permission, he quickly turned away and sat in his meditative

But as soon as he closed his eyes and began to hum, all he could see was images of naked horse genitals floating across the inside of his eyelids, the giggling and sounds of bodies rubbing only making the images more vivid. The more he tried to ignore the sounds and images in his mind, the more powerful both got.

He was about to get up to leave the clearing, perhaps take a short walk to clear his mind, when he saw another glimpse of the horses. The firelight that they'd created illuminated their bodies, casting shadows of rumps and hair across each others' bodies. He couldn't look away. Much as he wanted to respect their privacy, he always liked the look of horses; he loved their size and shape, he loved the raw power they represented.

One of them looked over and caught him staring, it was Clador the chestnut and Roan blended stallion. He quickly got the attention of the others to stop and look at the wolvar.

Suel's jaw was gaped open ever so slightly as his ceremonial skirt developed the slightest of bulges. It was so indignant of him to watch and stare, but the image of three stallions and 2 mares piled atop one another, massive equine members draping over each other with gobs of slime and goo moistening their fine hair was far too endearing. The beads of moisture on their bodies caught the light of the fire, accenting their massive, curvy bodies.

"Well, don't just stare." Urek laughed as he poked his head up from the proceedings. "Enjoy the simple pleasures in life my friend, come on over."

But Suel still didn't move, he just stood there with his jaw gaped open as he blinked a few times, kind of dumbstruck. His mind was racing. Were horse orgies part of their culture? Was it disrespectful to the newly risen moon? Was this a defiling of nature or the truest way to worship?

"Don't be shy, there's nothing more beautiful than enjoying the most primal desires your body can enjoy."

Suel blinked a few times without moving before he relented. "You are right...earthly pleasures indeed..." he grinned and stepped forward, unbuckling the ceremonial skirt he was wearing as well as the tree branches on his shoulders, exposing his mostly brown furred body, save the white on his belly and face, and the black of his left paws. Normally he'd have been far more reluctant to join in, but he'd been spending many of his days meditating and he had no female (or male) companionship for weeks. Due to this, carnal desires and natural love were on his mind frequently.

"Beautiful..." Morda the blonde mare cooed as she waved him over. "Don't be shy dear, come have some fun."

Suel felt himself drawn into the writhing mass of horse flesh, kneeling down to crawl the last few feet so he could nuzzle into the first rump he came in contact with. It was a white and blonde speckled hind end of Skuum, the stallion.

"Well hello my wolvar friend." Skuum sighed as he flipped over, his thick equine shaft swinging around and landing on Suel's muzzle.

He didn't hesitate for even a second, he gently grabbed that meaty, pink and brown speckled cock and admired it in the firelight for a moment before wrapping his muzzle around it. He was careful to not let his sharp teeth catch the tender flesh as the spongy glans filled his mouth, the sweet sticky precum dribbling over his tongue. The wolvar wasn't usually driven by carnal lust, but tonight he just wanted to have fun, his meditation had kept him pent up for weeks and he needed a release as much as any of the equines he was sharing company with.

Skuum was still laying on his side as Suel gently worked at his cock, moaning and grunting as he pulsated his tongue in waves, coiling it around the thick shaft; he kept one hand pressed against the equine's pelvis to keep him from bucking forward like a stallion usually did while being pleasured. They had to do all they could to restrain each other to ensure they didn't hurt one another. A thick shaft like that deep in a maw lined with teeth could be disastrous if the right precautions weren't taken.

But Suel wanted more. He leaned in deeper until he could feel the spongy flesh of the bulging but not engorged flare press against the back of his throat, the rim of it resting gently on his tender tongue as a steady flow of sweet precum dribbled out of the equine's defined tip. He wrapped both of his paws around the stallion's member just below the median ring, stroking the loose, velvety flesh up and down the rock hard shaft, sucking gently as he did so to coax more of the sweet fluid from deep within his equine partner.

The stallion felt himself bucking forth as he let out a grunting whinny, throwing his head back and hitting Darl on her rump before getting an angry look and deciding to switch positions. He looked down at Suel and slowly withdrew his cock from the wolvar's moist, tender maw, revelling in the glistening reflection of the firelight dancing on his now saliva-covered length before he got to his feet.

Suel got to his knees and backed up, opening his mouth and lolling his tongue out, indicating he wanted another taste. Skuum was so tall when standing up he had to spread his legs and lean over a bit just so that Suel could wrap his muzzle around his firm member.

The wolvar wasted no time, he hastily wrapped his hands around the stallion's member once again and sucked as hard as he could, rippling his tongue backwards to suck more of the fluids out before bobbing his head back and forth. This made the rim of Skuum's flare drag along the rippled ceiling of Suel's maw, the bottom half resting pleasantly on Suel's tongue, giving him a full taste of everything the stallion had to offer.

The stallion bucked his hips gently and rest his hand on his eager partner's head, forcing his girth deeper down the wolvar's maw; Suel didn't mind, in fact it just got him more excited.

The two of them writhed in unison, Skuum bucking back and forth opposite Suel's bobbing head, ensuring that the rim of his flare dragged along the ridges in the ceiling of his maw with persistent vigor. It wasn't long at all before the stallion felt his climax creep up on him, the flare expanding rapidly as he unleashed a burst of sweet stallion cum against the back of Suel's throat.

Suel didn't gag, he hungrily swallowed around the engorged member time and time again as each spurt exploded in him, his hands gripping firmly at the stallion's velvety base.

Once his orgasm had died down, Skuum;s member slowly deflated, pulling itself out of the wolvar's eager maw leaving a trail of cum dribbling off his lower lip.

Suel licked at the tip as it slid out over his tongue, looking up at the horse with needy eyes. He didn't want it to be over already, he was just getting started and he had a lot of catching up to do.

The much larger stallion cupped Suel's cheek, smiling and grinning as he pushed his hips forward, pressing his moist, musky crotch against the wolvar's face.

Suel was in heaven, as the deliciously powerful scent stuck to the inside of his nostrils, driving him wild. He used his paws to cup the stallion's massive, meaty orbs, massaging them gently with his fingertips as he presses his nose deeper into the stallion's sheathe. He could feel Skuum's girthy member begin to regrow rest on his shoulder. He caught a glimpse back at it, the moistness of his saliva still glistening on the textured shaft in the dancing firelight. He leaned into it and craned his neck to feel as much of its length along the side of his face.

Skuum spread his legs gently, letting his sack dangle free in between his legs, giving his little partner have the freedom to tickle and massage at every inch of them rather than struggle with the flesh of his inner thighs. He felt the gentlest nibbling around the loose flesh that draped over the base of his member, causing him to tense up and back away. "Careful dear, no need to be too eager, there's lots of me to go around."

Suel whimpered an apology and leaned back in to nuzzle against the wonderfully musky sweetness that was Skuum's sheathe flesh. He loved musk so much, it always got him immensely excited, but no musk could compare to the sweetness of equine musk; it was earthy and almost bitter in a way, but the sweet tanginess of it more than balanced out and it was a truly wonderful scent. It was so thick on Skuum it felt sticky, and the moist air around his crotch was so thick it coated his nose and throat; even when he breathed clean air he was overwhelmed by the intoxicating scent of the equine's sex.

It drove him wild.

"Skuum, do you think you could...take me?" He whispered, reaching back with one paw to raise his short bushy tail. "I want it so bad."

The towering equine leaned his neck over Suel's body and whinnied, grinning as he raised his partner's gaze to look him in the eye. "I don't know, you're kind of small."

Suel paused a moment before falling onto his back, legs raised up. "I don't care, at least try it, I'd adore...if you at least tried." He let out a needy whimper as he grabbed a hold of his feet, prying his legs apart to expose his moist, puckered hole and furred maleness. "Don't be shy, it's not like I've never played before."

Skuum nodded slowly and let out a snort in a typical equine fashion, raising his tail gracefully as he got down onto his knees. He leaned down onto his hands and buried his muzzle underneath Suel's furry orbs, exhaling to tickle the nethers with warm, moist breath.

Suel tensed up at the pleasurable warmth playing at his nethers, doing all he could to not close his legs around the horse's massive head. He really was much larger than Suel was, his equine head was so large it was almost as big as half of the wolvar's torso, and he was burying his nimble muzzle against his pucker, prodding at the underside of Suel's balls.

The massive equine decided that if he was going to have a go at this tight little rump, it was certainly going to be as slick and tender as he could make it. He used his massive hands to cup each of Suel's cheeks, his thumbs pressed in against either side of the cute little pink pucker; he spread the flesh apart to expose more of Suel's tenderness before burying his tongue in it.

It was a glorious sensation for Suel, curling his toes at the feeling of Skuum's massive but surprisingly tender and gentle tongue brushing back and forth, up and down, and around in circles around the rim of his tailhole. He tensed up as pleasure surged up his spine every time the moist, tender tongue slapped on his button of sensitive pink flesh. He felt himself relaxing, his pucker loosening and letting the equine's thick tongue probe at his depths, spreading saliva and love all over the first few inches of the canal of his rear. "Ooooh!" he moaned, eyes partly closed as pleasure overrode his system, causing him to writhe and grasp at the grass around him.

Suel was usually very conscious about self control, only exposing himself when the time called for it, but against his will he felt the first inches of his member slip out of his sheathe, exposing itself to the cool night air. His hands were still grasping idly at the grass around him, and he had to do all he could to not let one of his limbs go to have fun with his member. It was hard for him, as hard as his growing member was becoming, because he hated to leave himself neglected like that.

But he needn't worry, as the equine lapping at his hole soon pulled back, his own member exposed and standing at attention. Suel swelled up with anticipation, knowing what was coming next.

Skuum leaned over and shifted his body so that his member was resting beside Suel's own length, their flesh touching just a bit to give Suel an idea of what he was in for. Skumm waited for Suel to nod approval before taking his member in one hand and guiding it towards the slick hole. He paused another moment to give his partner some time to protest, but the wolvar just looked up with needy eyes and whimpered.

He took the hint and smiled, slowly pushing his hips forward and feeling his member slowly part Suel's flesh, revelling in the sensation of the tight sphincter sliding over ever inch he gave it. The tight hole tensed every few seconds, tugging on the equine's cock to urge him deeper.

Skuum was hesitant at first, but once it was clear this little wolvar was plenty capable, he pressed his hips forward, forcing his member deep into Suel's eager hole. The saliva he'd applied there earlier accommodated his girth with ease, causing it to slide in without any dry flesh keeping it from descending deeper.

Suel whimpered deeply, releasing the tufts of grass and holding his arms against his chest. He writhed and giggled as he rubbed his face against the ground. The pleasure of having his hole slowly parted and stretched was precisely the kind of thing he wanted. Skuum's member was easily as thick as Suel's wrist, and it penetrated deep into him; the round and fleshy glans was applying pressure to all the right parts inside Suel's tender, pink rump. He laughed and tensed his muscles again, clamping down on the stallion's length, urging him to have some more fun and not to be so cautious.

"Are you ready?" Skuum whispered, holding his cock steady and flexing his muscles to make it twitch inside Suel's tight backside.

Suel let out another whimper and reached past his own member to wrap his fingers around as much of the equine's thick shaft, trying to push it in as though it was a toy rather than a sexy stud.

"I guess that's a yes..." Skuum trailed off as he wrapped his hands around Suel's hips and forcefully buried as much of his member as he could, slowly penetrating deeper until he could feel his tip press against the end of Suel's canal. Only a few inches of his member was exposed to the cool night air, and he was okay with that.

Gently he pulled out, listening to the schlicking sounds as his flesh rubbed against Suel's. Once he was almost entirely out, the rim of his glans resting on the inside of Suel's tight sphincter, he tbucked forward again, burying himself almost to the hilt.

Suel let out a gasp as he felt the thick member spread his hole wide, eager to have more. He grabbed his cheeks and spread them wide to keep his pucker tender and ready for more pounding.

Skuum pulled out almost completely again, resting for a moment before burying himself. In and out he went, slowly at first but with increased speed and vigor with each bucking of his hips. He paused only for a moment in between each thrust and withdraw to enjoy the sensation of Suel's flesh twitching around his member, pinching at his shaft before having the girthy equine meat plunge back into him, It wasn't long before he was sliding his member in and out with full-length thrusts, not stopping to give his partner breathing time.

The wolvar loved every bit of this, and with every eager thrust by the powerful horse, he bucked his own hips up to meet him, tensing up at regular intervals to keep the stimulation maximized. They both bucked and pushed against each other, twitching and tensing in time until Suel's hole was suitably worn out, tender, wet, and warm with the friction of flesh rubbing on flesh.

"M-more." Suel stuttered. He wasn't thinking straight but he knew he wanted more.

Skuum was a pretty perceptive horse, so he turned to his leader Urek and made a little whinny to get his attention.

Urek was currently balls-deep in Morda's tender rump, pounding it gently as he grabbed a hold of her white-haired tail. Her tender, round rumphole was wrapped around his member, being tugged on every time he pulled out. She didn't want him to leave her needy. "Yes?" Urek asked in between pleasured exhalations.

Skuum said not a word, instead he cocked his head to the side to point at Suel, who was still in a pleasure-induced coma; he was writhing around on the ground nuzzling into the grass and wiggling his hips on Skuum's cock.

"I see..." Urek paused, burying himself to the hilt on his mare, flexing his muscles to stiffen his cock in her, making her howl out in delight. He leaned down and grabbed a tuft of her mane and pulled her head back, knowing the loved rough love. He whispered into her ear then let go.

She reluctantly pulled herself off his member with a wet squish as her rump was left feeling empty and used, the pink squishy insides exposing themselves for a moment before the muscle closed over it. She got up and stepped over Darl and Clador, who were in the passionate throes of each others mouths.

She looked down at Suel, who was still a writhing mass of brown fur in the grass. She smiled and stood over him, one leg on either side of his hips before crouching down.

Suel barely noticed the mare straddling his hips, rubbing her rump against his shaft; he was focused too much on the sensations of the cock buried almost hilt-deep in his rump to worry about that. Little did he know it wasn't just Morda that was joining him, it was Urek as well.

The leader of the herd sidled up next to Skuum and pressed his own cock down against the brown and pink speckled cock that was already halfway buried in the wolvar. The two of them rubbed members for a moment before Urek leaned in, applying a gradually growing amount of pressure on Suel's backside.

Suel took in a deep breath and relaxed, hoping to keep his tailhole loosened enough to let the second shaft penetrate his tender, abused hole. Progress was slow but steady as Skuum held still, letting Urek push in deeper and deeper until finally the wolvar's flesh parted, allowing the second cock in with a painful but intense lurch. He gasped loudly as the twin rods stretched his flesh thin, little triangular gaps in between the cocks letting bits of air in that made especially juicy sounds as the lubricated fluids passed from cock to cock.

It was nirvana for the little wolvar, having two massive cocks thrusting alternately to each other, one going in deep while the other was pulling out. The mare on his chest could feel his length thicken and spread moisture between the two of them, so she reached back and grabbed it, aiming its pointed but still thick tip at her round and tender rumphole. She felt the emptiness inside so she eagerly pressed her body down, engulfing his entire length down to the base. She could feel his knot push past her muscle, but it wasn't yet engorged.

Suel was going a little wild in pleasure. The two cocks were pumping back and forth in his tender rump as he thrust down against them, almost subconsiously. As he did so, he was also burying more of his growing, black-fleshed cock in the mare's rump, enjoying the sensation as his knot grew thicker and made her eager rump feel tighter. It wasn't long at all before he was tied and reaching his extended climax.

Just as the first bursts of seed erupted into the mare's tender rump, he splayed his hands out and dug his fingers into the ground. A moment later, there was a deep grumbling sensation as a series of vines slowly emerged from underneath the grass, poking up and wrapping themselves around him.

Morda was shocked at first, and was about to hop off him when she realized it was his magic that was summoning the tendrils. More and more of them emerged to wrap around his torso and arms, but some didn't stop there. The tips began to coil up off him and press against Morda's black-fleshed vulva, tickling her gently as the forced their way inside her.

Suel could feel the vines that were entering her pussy, pressing against the wall of flesh that seperated her vaginal canal with her anal canal, further pleasuring Suel's own member in addition to driving Morda wild.

She was rockng back and forth on the combo of Suel's knot and the vines that were forcing themselves into her, one hand on her breast and the other rubbing at the clit that was winking constantly, spewing bits of mare scent all over Suel's belly.

The combined fluids of the estrus mare and the musk of the stallions was just too much, and in one final, climactic burst, Suel exploded inside Morda's rump, tightening up as tight as he could go to force both cocks pulverizing his rump together. Skuum and Urek both took this as the time to push in deep, enjoying as much of the warmth that Suel's tailhole would provide them for. Skuum then Urek both exploded, their flares engoging one after another as they let loose gob after gob of sweet stallion cum into Suel's depths. They let out a unified whinny as the leaned forward, Urek even wrapped his arm around Morda as though he was mating her, biting onto her back beside her mane.

The four of them stood still as The twin horse cocks slowly deflated, a wet sound schlicking as their cocks were withdrawn from the hole that should not have been able to take them but was now tenderized, soft, and puffy with abuse.

Suel loved it, he kept clenching his muscles to relish the sensations of the warm friction that was still lingering in his nether flesh, letting bits of the stallion cum leak out and soak his tail, thickening the scent in the air.

Urek and Skuum both got up, nuzzling into each other in what could only be seen as a post-coitus bonding session. Morda got up as well, Suel's knot popping from her rump and spraying him with a flood of his own cum. The vines also stayed still, and like a post-climax cock, they slowly retreated from whence they came.

It was just Suel now, laying in the grass, his chest covered in the mare's fluids as well as a puddle of his own cum; his ass was sore with the remnants of the stallion's seed dribbling out over his tail. He was panting and wheezing as he stared at the stars, a grin forming over his face.

He tried to get up but stumbled, the powerful climax had rendered his legs useless, so Morda helped him get back over to the fire. Every step twisted his body in such a way that another flow of horse cum escaped his rump, moistening his inner thigh and making a clear trail in the grass.

Once they'd all finished up, they snuggled up together around the fire, Suel using Urek's massive sheathe and balls as a pillow, Morca cuddled up next to him. He looked down at his own body and played with the moist bits of fur on his lower belly, enjoying the view as the firelight reflected off it. He took in one last long breath to sample every bit of the horse's combined scent before nuzzling into Urek's inner thigh and falling asleep for the night.

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The next morning, true to their word, the herd got up at day break, assuring Suel that they would be glad to get lost in this forest any time.