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Bethanie sighed and lazily flicked through another few channels, eyes sullen and unfocused after another boring day of being a housewife. With a soft click she turned off the TV and lolled her head back in defeat. She had even tossed her well-used Kindle to the side, a lust-filled pool of stories filled with young love in exotic lands that she had drained dry after so long alone in the house. Grunting, she lifted her heavy frame from the couch and stood, stretching her heavy curves out. Her long and mottled brown tail twitched back and forth from her more than ample bottom, framed against the heavy set of her large tummy and heavy swaying breasts. It had been a warm day and she felt a little gross after lounging around so long.

'Might as well have a shower then,' She mused. It would be a while before her son Josh returned from his dorm for the holiday and she felt like maybe she could use with a little relaxation.

Stepping into the gentle falling warmth of the water, Bethanie smiled and let her shoulder muscles relax. Rivulets of water cascaded down her smooth large curves, spiralling waterfalls splashing down from her massive bovine bosom and pattering against the tiled floor. She let her hands roam in the watery embrace and sought out to sooth tender muscles, hands brushing gently against her soft brown fur. Absent-mindedly she began to explore, with one hand she cupped her heavy breast upwards, enclosing the breast and dragging a single finger around the edges of her light pink aroela. Her mind drifted to the books she had lost herself in lately and she imagined a strong young lad pressed up against her back. Her other hand dragged down with her palm, pushing down softly along her swollen nether lips before dragging upwards with a single finger to part the folds..

DING DONG DING DONG

The echoing sound penetrated through the house, shocking Bethanie into a sudden alertness. Her mind reeled with the intrusion and for a moment she lost her sense of place in the world.

DING DONG DING DONG

The second round of chimes brought Bethanie back from the other side of the world and she turned off the taps with a sigh. Quickly draping herself in a thick, woolen bathrobe she briskly walked to the door and opened it. Before her stood a tall, if not a bit chubby draft horse. She recognised him with a smile. It was Dale, a friend of her son's who had gone to the same local college.

'A-a-afternoon miss,' Dale managed to stutter, 'I've come to drop off Josh's paperwork for..'. He fumbled with the textbook stuffed with sheets in his hand, 'Next semester? He left it behind.' he managed to finally blurt out, cheeks reddening as the curves of Bethanie stood before his eyes.

'Of course Dale, of course!' Bethanie grinned, waving him inwards, 'He hasn't gotten home yet. Come in and drop it off on the kitchen table. I'd grab it myself but I wouldn't want to get them wet.'. She turned, hips and tail swaying softly as she strolled down the hallway. He followed doggedly behind her, closing the door as he stepped through.

'Thanks miss,' chirped Dale as he trailed behind her, 'You know how busy he gets these days, what with work and school and everything.' He dropped the textbook down with a thud on the table with a grin. 'Especially with that Hailey he's always after these days.'

Bethanie's ears perked suddenly. 'Hailey?' She cooed at Dale. She hadn't heard of this Hailey before. 'Who, if I may so ask, is this.. Hailey?'

'Nobody?' Piped back Dale, wringing his hands. 'Just.. you know. Some girl.. at the.. school.' He stammered out, heading towards the door.

Bethanie moved suddenly to put herself between him and the door, her outstretched hand raised up at his face to halt him, 'Now just you wait a moment young ma-'

With a gentle tap, his nose bumped squarely into her palm. He inhaled sharply through his nostrils at the unexpected touch. His eyes widened as the smell of her sex and she could see his breath catch suddenly. She froze, suddenly realizing where her palm had been moments before she had answered that door. She stared at him, feeling his warm breath exhale onto her palm, watching his hostrils flare out as he breathed in her scent again deeply. She slowly lowered her hand, arm quivering with tension as their eyes remained locked together. She could feel the heat inside her rising. Her thoughts swirled together in her head as she began to mouth words to excuse herself but no sound would come from her lips.

Finally she was the first to move, stepping forward and reaching upwards to wrap one hand around the back of Dale's neck, pulling him down to press her lips fully into his. He simply followed her lead for a moment, lost in the tenderness of the kiss and the overwhelming nature of it all. They lingered together, face to face, eyes closed in the moment of passion. Still maintaining the kiss she reached upwards with her other hand to shrug off the bathrobe, switching hands to allow the white linen to fall to a pile at her feet.

Bethanie pressed up against the stallion, pushing him slowly back as he stepped with her. She tugged at his belt with one hand as she led him backwards with a series of tender, slow kisses, a soft giggle escaping her lips as he broke off to kiss gently down the nape of her neck. She could feel the tension of Dale's manhood pressing against the bonds of his clothing as she struggled with the belt. Finally their slow shuffle reached the edge of the long flat couch and with one daft manouver she grabbed a hold of his boxers and belt, pushed downwards and gave him a solid shove backwards.

With a flourish that Bethanie found impressive, Dale fell backwards to the sofa, his semi-erect member springing out with a solid tap against his leg. With a lift of his legs and another tug his pants were tossed to the floor as well. She gave a moments pause to reflect on the solid girth and length of his half-masted cock. She leaned forwards, grasping the equine shaft in her hands, suprised by the weight of such a thing. She opened her mouth wide enough to take just the flared soft tip, revelling in the light musky taste as she suckled lightly. Dale's cock stirred at the touch and throbbed lightly in her hands as she began to lower her mouth deeper, stroking from the base upwards with gentle touches. She continued to suckle and stroke his cock, eliciting an uncontrolled moan of pleasure as the draft horse began to come to full size.

Bethanie paused and whispered, 'I see someone has decided to join in. Let me give you something special, my dear little horse.'

She raised up from kneeling and placed one curvy leg over the draft horse. Dale smiled, grasping her overly ample ass and kneading it with his hands. He could smell her desire as he did on her palm before, this time a hundred fold as he stared into her ever closer pussy. As she lowered herself onto his face he inhaled deeply, relishing every moment before reaching out tentatively with his tongue to lap a single line along her swollen labia. Bethanie gasped and elicited her own slow moan. He lapped out again, this time his long flat tongue drawing along her pussy and lifting gently her clitoral hood.

With a shudder Bethanie pushed her self down onto Dale's face, desperate to feel that tongue glide against her. The draft horse opened his mouth wide, licking long and slowly from bottom to top, interrupting every so often to nibble softly on her hood. She pushed herself down with greater force, forcing his tongue to lick deeper and harder into her pussy. As he lapped into her soft folds he felt her full figured bottom encompass his face, enveloping him in her heat as he delved deeper with his tongue. Finally he lifted up her hood with one hand and nibbled upon her clit, causing her to whimper in pleasure. With an ever growing wave of pleasure building with in her core she began to grind harder upon him, each lift of her body thundering down again as her swaying breasts came down. Sensing she was close, Dale curled the edge of his tongue and drew up and into her little rosebud, dangling briefly to leave a trail of saliva before descending down below again. With one digit he dug between her furry cheeks and began to probe her ass gently, slowly pressing in against her ring while his lips descended with fury again on her clit.

She felt herself come then, slowly at first, a warmth travelling from the base of her spine and upwards into her chest. A small spasm kicked through her and she felt herself cover him in her fluids.

'I-', she fumbled between gasps, 'I.. I need it in me.'

With a sudden lift and swivel he was beneath her quivering form. She could feel the flared tip of his manhood press up against her lips, sliding upwards as it teased the already sensitive opening. He grasped it then, teasing her for another moment before pressing his cock's flare into the tip of her passage. Her splayed lips strained against the intruder for what seemed like an eternity to her before his tip slipped in. He pressed in slightly, dragging his flare outwards and then straining against her lips again until she could feel herself shaking in anticipation. With a grunt he pressed himself in further and it felt for a moment like she was being split again for the first time. She exhaled deeply, letting her heavy frame fall down and against his chest.

His strokes came then, first a slow drawing in and pushing out as he worked his way deeper and deeper in. As he scraped along her insides she felt sparks run up the length of her body. With a soft sigh he hilted within her, the heat of his member radiating within. While she had never felt so full, this felt different; in the moment she felt more complete than anything else. With another soft kiss on Dale's lips, she lifted herself upright her thighs dwarfing those of the draft horse she knelt on top of. He came up to meet her, arms wrapping around her in a tight embrace.

She began to lift herself, strained lips parting to reveal his shaft for a brief moment before dropping down again, her curved figure drawing a hefty oomph on the first landing. He began to meet her downward thrusts, his cock bottoming out in her as she came down. A series of exasperated sighs and grunts escaped their lips as the tender fucking escalated. He raised a palm to one of her great heaving bosoms, lifting the achingly tender nipple to his lips and began to nibble and lick with each stroke. The two rocked together in unison as he pistoned in and out of her, rutting with all the passion of his breed.

Her climax came suddenly, her body flinching with ecstasy as she clamped down on his member. With the sudden pressure upon him, Dale's eyes glazed over and he felt himself suddenly stiffen, bolts of heavy, hot seed erupting within Bethanie, filling her to the point of dripping slowly down her leg. She could feel the intense warmth within, the fuzzy feeling of having been rutted to completion as a primal urge satisfied. With a heavy sigh they collapsed back onto the couch, entwined within each others arms as they fell into a tender slumber embrace.