Heat of the moment
#1 of Trent
Heat of the moment
I didn't really try for this to happen but it did. My name is Trent and I'm an anthropomorphic horse. My coat is a light golden color. This all started because My Fiancé and I had gotten in the huge argument, it was over something stupid. I closed the bread the wrong way and she got mad at me for wasting money. It just snowballed from there. I got angry and left the house, I got in my car and drove; no particular place in mind. I eventually stopped outside a club; it was only eight o clock so the evening rush was just getting serious. I parked and went inside, wading my way through the crowd until I got to the bartender and ordered something stiff. The Bartender handed me something, there was definitely vodka in it, and blackberry. That was when HE said something.
"You look like you've had better days." I looked over at the voice, there was a cheetah boy sitting at the bar next to me, sipping a martini. At first I wasn't sure if he was leopard or cheetah, but his cheekbones were definitely cheetah.
"Yea..." I said "you?"
"No I'm just here for the scenery" the cheetah boy said winking, he let his eyes roam me. I felt myself turn a little red. "So what happened?" he said turning slightly in his chair to talk to me better. At first I wanted to tell him as little as possible. But he kept asking questions until finally I just let an out pour of the whole story, and then some. I told him how she had been on my case about things like that ever since I asked her to be mine. He nodded as if he understood.
"That bites." He said "so whets you name?" he asked
"Trent." I said "you?"
"Corey." He said smiling and sipping at his drink again. "Would you like to dance?"
"No thanks. I AM still getting married." I said without much conviction "and I don't really roll that way." I finished, this time much more sure of myself.
"What two friends can't dance? Dancing always makes ME feel better" he said frowning. I laughed a little
"Well I guess I could try that." I said, maybe he was just being friendly and not flirting. I got up and followed him to the dance floor. I was taller than he was by about a head. But he was much slimmer and lighter. I probably could've thrown him across the floor were I so inclined. The dance floor was pretty crowded but we managed to find some room.
"I've never tried therapeutic dancing" I commented. He laughed
"That's what I always try first." He said. He was a much better dancer than I was, moving in time with the quick beat. I took a quieter approach to it, or at least I tried to. He grabbed my hands and made me dance with him
"Come on, you're never gonna feel better like that" he said over the music. At first I was reproachful of his contact, but as he led me through the song my drink started to make me relax and I decided it was actually kind of nice. When the song switched to one with a much heavier bass, I took the lead.
"That's the spirit!" he said smiling. I was smiling too. We were both laughing. He turned around his back facing me; he was so close his tail tickled under my chin. That's when I felt his rear grind back against me. I nearly told him off, but then he picked himself off of me and looked up apologetically
"Damn I'm sorry. I lost my footing" he said sincerely I don't know what possessed me to do this, but leaned down and kissed his cheek lightly and ground my hips back at him. The look of shock on his face made me chuckle. The next two songs, our dancing grew touchier, until at the beginning of the third, I leaned down and kissed him on the lips. He met me enthusiastically. I pressed my tongue to him and he pulled away.
"Do you wanna come to my place? It's just around the block." He said. I hesitated a moment before I nodded and brandished my keys. He followed me to my car; I kissed him again at the front, pushing him back so he was lying on the hood. I could feel my pants getting tighter. I nipped at his bottom lip before getting in. he giggled and got in the passenger side.
"Mmm that's a nice bulge you got goin there" he said sliding a hand over my crotch as I started the car. He palmed me all the way to his house, I felt like my pants were gonna explode. When he finally pointed out his house, I practically dove out of the car. He ran to his door and fumbled with keys, and then unlocking the door. We both slipped through it and he closed it behind me. Our lips met again, this time our lips immediately parted and our tongues met. I pressed him to the wall and he pressed against me, I could feel his hardness pressed to mine. He moved towards his bedroom, slipping out of his shirt and dropping it in the floor. I did the same following him. Halfway between his bed and his bedroom door his pants and underwear fell to the floor and he stepped out of them. I got my hand to mine to undo them but he took my wrists and pulled them away, before unbuttoning and unzipping. I saw him shiver as the musk hit his nose. He pulled them down, and then pulled down my boxers.
"Good god..." he said at the sight of my horsemeat. It was eleven an ¾ inches long, with a good bit of thickness to match. He took my member in both hands and licked at the flared top slowly. I jerked slightly, his padded tongue feeling weird against my sensitive tip. But it wasn't unpleasant. He licked again, this time on the underside. I sighed, it felt really good. He stretched his mouth wide and took me into his mouth, careful to keep his teeth out of the way he went down further until I felt my dickhead hit the back of his throat. With a finger he stroked my remaining cock up and down as he sucked him hard. I closed my eyes slowly. I opened them when he removed his mouth and tugged me towards the bed. I stepped out of my pants as I followed him. He grabbed my hand as I lay next to him and took two fingers into his mouth and sucked them briefly before letting them free. I smirked and kissed him, with my fry hand I grabbed at one of his ass cheeks, it filled my hand easily, and I spread it away from the other. I rubbed one of my wet fingers over his entrance, making him mewl. I chuckled a little and pushed my finger in. it was warm- not hot. I quickly pushed my other finger in; I couldn't wait to feel that around my dick. It was hotter than any pussy I had felt. I scissored my fingers, stretching him. He let out a purr and one of his legs wrapped around me, opening him up more. He moved on top of me and removed my fingers. I stroked one of his straddling thighs slowly, moving towards his genitals, before stroking up his length. He raised himself up and helps my Member, finding his tail hole. I could immediately tell how tight this was going to begin felt him get heavier on my dick, his anus not wanting to stretch enough to take it. There was an expression of slight pain on his face and then I popped in. and he moaned loud. So did I, it was so hot and tight I immediately began precumming. He lowered himself slowly, as more and more of me became encompassed inside him, I wished more and more that I could just take him. When he finally reached the bottom of my member, he had to stop a moment. He gyrated his hips slowly, trying to get used to it. He started moving up and down slowly, his walls clenching me tight. Once he started to speed up, clearly not hurting anymore, I rolled over, putting him under me. He mewled in argument but I pressed into his prostate making mewl turn to moan in the middle. I began thrusting into him, slowly but pushing as deep as I could, and every time would get his prostate, his back would arch and his prick would drool precum. Suddenly not able to take it anymore I pulled out most of the way and slammed back in; he screamed out in pleasure and wrapped his legs around my waist. I did it again, and a third time, setting up a rhythm. I kissed him again, pressing our bodies together still pumping in and out of him. The precum on his belly got smeared onto mine but I didn't care. I sped up again; the only sounds in the room were my grunts and groans paired with his higher pitched moans and screams. Soon as the power behind my thrusts increased, the slapping of by balls to his skin joined the symphony. HE grabbed his cock and started pumping it time with my thrusts. As I started to near my own peak, I lifted his rear off the bed and hammered him, he bent his back more, and suddenly he was sucking himself off, his moans now muffled by cat meat. I reared back one last time before ramming myself as deep as I could, whinnying out loudly as I dumped my baby batter inside him, his back arched again, his cock coming out of his mouth as he screamed out my name and came, painting himself in the face, his ass clenched tighter around me, milking my member of every last drop. I laid down next to him, both of us panting heavily. HE snuggled up to me purring and I wrapped my arms around him nuzzling his neck.
My fiancée was a bitch anyways.