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Seaside Serenade

F/M Version

© Cederwyn Whitefurr

9th September, 2024

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A gentle breeze swept across the shore, carrying with it the unmistakable brine scent of the sea. The sun hung lazily in the sky, warming the golden sand that stretched for miles, only occasionally interrupted by tufts of dune grass or the occasional piece of driftwood. Couples, families and even individuals dove, swam and played in the azure ocean – blissful and content. Raucous seagulls joined in the cacophony of noises, adding to the clamour and din.

Orion, a piebald stallion with a coat of white splashed with light brown patches, stood near the water's edge. His hooves dug into the wet sand as the waves lapped at his ankles, cool against his skin. His long mane, tousled from the sea breeze, fluttered behind him. Orion's swimming trunks clung tightly to his muscular form, leaving little to the imagination, especially around his waist, where a distinctive bulge hinted at his equine nature. His nostrils flared, he inhaled the rejuvenating scent of the sea air, sighing in pleasure.

He turned his head to look at Rennae, who was stretched out languidly on a brightly coloured beach towel just a few feet away. Rennae's delicate, slender form was sprawled comfortably on her back, her soft tan coat with fawn-like spots along her back and rump catching the sunlight. A tank top clung snugly to her chest, though the short skirt she wore rode up slightly as she lay there, empathising her feminine appearance to the casual passersby.

Dark, polarised sunglasses shielded Rennae's eyes, the lenses reflecting the bright sky above. Her arms rested beneath her head, and her long, slender legs were lazily crossed at the ankles, giving her an air of relaxed confidence.

Orion walked over, casting a long shadow over Rennae's form, blocking out the sun.

"You're starting to smell like roasted venison -- " Orion chuckled, his voice warm with affection. "Roll over already, before you burn."

Rennae sighed dramatically, sliding a finger down the bridge of her sunglasses to peer up at Orion, lips curling into a playful smirk. "Oh, is that right? And just how would you know what roasted venison smells like?"

Orion snorted, his ears flicking in amusement as he knelt down beside Rennae, gently rolling her over onto his stomach.

"Mmm, dominant stallion, I like it," Rennae murmured, her wedge-like tail flicking from side to side. Her voice lowered in a sultry tone. "Can I take the horse for a ride?"

Orion's ears twitched, a faint blush creeping under his fur as he shook his head slowly. "You're incorrigible, you know that? Not here – not in public, Rennae. You know better than that."

Rennae snickered, stretching her slender arms out and interlacing her fingers together as she flexed her shoulders, the muscles shifting subtly beneath her soft coat as she huffed. "You're such a tease..."

Orion smiled down at Rennae, the stallion's hooflets grazing the doe's exposed back, tracing the faint white spots that adorned her fur. "Maybe, but you love it," Orion playfully murmured.

Rennae shivered slightly under the touch but kept her composure – just. "I guess I do... but you know, the beach isn't the worst place for a little fun. I mean, it wouldn't be the first time..."

Orion coughed, glancing left and right before he gently placed a paw on the back of Rennae's neck and pressed down, leaning close to whisper into Rennae's back-swept ears. "Yes, and we were both brushing sand out of our coats for days afterwards!"

"So worth it..." Rennae laughed melodiously, her voice quiet, before she turned her head and gazed up at her lover. "So, what did you bring for lunch? I'll need all the energy I can get...for later."

Orion raised an eyebrow, his gaze shifting toward the car park. His car was parked a short distance away and nestled just beyond some low dunes. The windows were slightly tinted – enough to offer a bit of privacy, but not too much to hide the fact it was still out in the open.

"Which have you been thinking about this entire time?" Orion teased, flicking one of Rennae's ears gently.

Rennae snorted, stretching once more on the towel, her back arching as she did. "Maybe... What's wrong with a little spontaneity?"

Orion shook his head and snickered, reaching for the picnic basket. "Food first, then we'll see how you feel once you're stuffed..."

Rennae's ears twitched as she glanced up at Orion, for the first time, the young doe was truly struck speechless.

Orion grinned, laying out the contents from the basket, his eyes drifting towards his slender, partner. It was useless to deny the tension building between them. He felt the pull, the way Rennae's subtle body language shifted and teased him, becoming more suggestive, the skirt riding up a little further as she adjusted her position once more. The stallion's heart pounded in his chest, and he was tempted – oh so tempted...

"You're impossible," Orion huffed, but his voice filled with love, his resistance starting to wane.

Rennae's grin widened, sensing in Orion's scent and body language, the stallion's resolve faltering. "I'll take that as a yes, then?"

Without warning, Rennae rolled over and sat up, her fingers reaching for Orion's hand. She tugged the stallion closer, their muzzles almost touching, a spark of mischief dancing in Rennae's eyes as her smile grew wider.

"Come on... I know you want to," Rennae whispered, her voice dropping into a soft, teasing murmur, his lips brushing against Orion's ear. "Let's take a break from the sun... and find some shade – make a whole different kind of heat."

Orion's lips trembled, and for a moment, he considered all the reasons he should say no. The beach wasn't that empty, and it wasn't that far from the nearest road. But then again, the thought of being alone with Rennae, in the quiet intimacy of the car, sent a rush of excitement through him that he couldn't ignore.

"All right, fine," Orion grunted, standing up and offering Rennae his hand. "But if we get caught, this is on you – you'll wear it like an ear tag on those sexy ears... understand?"

Rennae's laughter was light and carefree, as she took Orion's hand, pulling himself up. "Oh, please, no one will know what is going on! If they do, well... we'll just cross that bridge when we come to it."

Orion rolled his eyes, packing away the picnic, and rolling up the beach towel. A smile played at the edges of his lips, as he double-checked they had everything. They walked together towards the car, Rennae staying close to Orion's side, her hand delicately brushing against the stallion's arm as they moved through the soft sand.

As their hooves crossed the hot pavement, Rennae was already eager, sliding into the back seat with a playful glance over her shoulder. The skirt she wore fluttered as she moved, and Orion couldn't help but admire the way Rennae's lithe body stretched out across the leather seats, a glimpse of doe's lace panties peeking back – beckoning him to follow.

Orion packed the car, then shut the trunk, before climbing into the back seat and closing it, shutting out the outside world. The car was instantly warmer, despite being parked in a nice, shaded parking lot. Neither of them minded, especially Orion. His attention was fully on Rennae now, who was sprawled out beneath him, legs bent slightly, her fingers hungrily reaching for Orion's swim trunk waistband.

"Impatient little doe, aren't you?" Orion grunted, his voice low, though the smile on his muzzle showed he wasn't complaining.

"You've made me wait long enough," Rennae moaned theatrically, her voice filled with playful accusation as she tugged at Orion's trunks. "Now, no more games, no more teasing. Now, come here my stallion."

Orion moved closer, lowering himself until their bodies were pressed together. Rennae's soft coat and the gentle rise and fall of her chest against Orion's firm body created a contrast that only heightened the sexual tension between them. Rennae's hands roamed along Orion's strong, muscular back, while Orion's breath quickened, his heart pounding with anticipation of what was to come.

For a long moment, they simply lay together, wrapped in each other's warm, sharing slow, lingering kisses. The sound of the distant waves was barely a whisper now, muffled by the car's intimate enclosure. The heat inside the car seemed to amplify the charged connection between them, making every touch feel more intense, every shared kiss an unspoken promise. Rennae shifted beneath Orion, her slender body arching instinctively into the stallion's, a soft hitch in her breath as the tension between them mounted.

The world outside ceased to exist, as Rennae's fingers lightly stroked and caressed the firm bulge that tented Orion's trunks. Awkwardly, Orion sat back on the seat, allowing Rennae to slip out from beneath him. Orion's strong, muscular form relaxed, as he removed his trunks, his body trembling with tension beneath his sleek coat. He could feel the pulse of his own heartbeat, steady but quickening as Rennae began to remove her short skirt, teasingly looking back at her lover.

"Leave it on -- " Orion growled, his voice becoming rough, his breathing sharper and more pronounced. "These - "

Orion's hands disappeared beneath the skirt, and Rennae gasped, feeling the lace panties sliding down her furred thighs.

"Are coming off -- " Orion growled.

Rennae smirked, then straddled him, her slender legs resting on either side of Orion's waist, the cloven hooves pressing deeply into the rear leather seat. The young doe's delicate frame pressed intimately against the stallion's broad chest, and though the difference in their physiology was striking, the closeness between them made them feel inseparable. Rennae leaned back, her back resting against the solid warmth of Orion's chest, her fingers brushing against the firm, defined tones of the stallion's flanks.

The light touch of Rennae's hand sent a shiver through Orion, but it was the connection between them, that stirred something deeper. With a grunt and a low, shuddering moan, Rennae felt herself surrender – Orion's gentle movements as the equine's penis pressed against her folds, unmistakable and pleasurable.

"My little doe..." Orion murmured, sliding his hands down to Rennae's hips, pulling her gently down and back.

Rennae gurgled, her head tilting back, as she felt the firmness grow in girth and length inside, the warmth of it, the sensation of it – electrifying and arousing. Three inches, six, nine... Rennae shuddered, her body quivering as finally, Rennae's rump met Orion's waist – fully sheathing the stallion within herself.

"Easy girl -- " Orion snorted, his hot breath washing over Rennae's ears. "You're not a mare --"

Rennae giggled, leaning forwards slightly as she cautiously began a sensual rocking, feeling the heft and weight within herself – the pleasure as she'd pull forwards, keeping the flaring penile head inside, then pushing back and that incredible pleasure as the medial ring pushed hard against her labial folds... then slid back inside.

"I'm...not a mare..." Rennae moaned, arching her back inwards, heightening the sexual intimacy for both doe and stallion. "I'm your mare."

Orion grit his teeth, trying to suppress the urges, the primal, savage urges, within him. Each time Rennae would pull forward – Orion would clench his fingers on the seat and nicker softly – the heat and warmth of the fallow doe's body drove him mad with desire and passion. Orion gave himself to his skilled and talented lover – allowing Rennae to take control, and more space to set the pace of the intimacy they shared. Orion's fingers quivered and trembled on Rennae's flanks, as he felt himself driven to the edge – so quickly and so expertly, as he knew his lover often did.

"So..." Rennae panted, lifting herself and gazing back, her head tilting back as she sheathed herself upon Orion's length again. "Soon... You're sure... you're not a...a...oh...oh..."

Rennae bleated, as Orion explosively snorted, slamming his hips upwards and hilting himself, before he nickered and ejaculated deep inside the gasping fallow. Orion's mind surged with instinct, lust and passion beyond his ability to comprehend, his length throbbing and pulsing, scrotum tightening as he gave his lover everything he had in a dozen powerful surges. His body was slick with sweat, his blood feeling like it was boiling within him, the post-orgasmic rush intense and overwhelming.

Rennae bleated, this time it wasn't from pleasure or arousal – it was a loud, barking cry of alarm that shattered the moment's bliss, sending a jolt through both of them. Orion's ears flicked back, his heart still pounding from their intimate connection, but now his senses came surging back.

Knock, knock, knock.

The insistent tapping against the car window snapped Orion completely out of his post-orgasmic daze. His eyes widened as he turned his head towards the source of the sound, spotting a figure looming just outside the slightly tinted window. For a second, everything froze – his muscles tensed as a rush of embarrassment flooded his body.

There, standing in full uniform, was a tall, broad-shouldered German Shepherd police officer. His sharp gaze was partially obscured by dark sunglasses, but there was no mistaking the authoritative posture and the very awkward expression on his muzzle. He knocked again, a bit more firmly this time, as if to remind them both, that yes, he was very much still there.

"Uh... Orion..." Rennae squeaked, her muscles crushing down on the stallion's engorged length, making Orion moan and shudder. Rennae shifted in Orion's lap, hastily adjusting her skirt in a futile attempt to mask her arousal.

Orion's heart pounded in his chest, although, this time, it wasn't from passion. He carefully, and with trepidation, began to roll down the window. They both knew it'd been risky to come to the car for their little escapade, but neither of them had expected this.

Orion rolled the window fully down, the cool air outside a sharp contrast to the warmth inside the car. The officer slightly crouched, ears perked in attention, his stance softened slightly by the bemusement painted broadly across his features.

"Everything alright in here folks?" the German Shepherd asked, his voice calm, but tinged with amusement.

Rennae, still trying to compose herself, gave a nervous, sheepish smile and cleared her throat. "Uh, yes, Officer, we were just... taking a break from the sun. It's hot out today and..."

The German Shepherd quirked an eyebrow, his tail giving a slow, disbelieving wag behind him. he glanced at Orion, whose massive frame took up most of the back seat, the position and the way he panted, speaking volumes, despite the stallions desperate attempts to play it cool and nonchalant.

"I'm sure," the officer said, clearly amused, but starting to look a little exasperated. he adjusted his sunglasses with a sigh, his paws resting on his belt. "Look, I'm not here to bust you for public indecency, you're both consenting, obviously mated, adults. However, you can't do this in a public parking lot."

Rennae twitched and Orion shuddered, glancing nervously at the police officer. "Of course, sir, we, uh... got a little carried away."

The officer nodded slowly, trying to suppress the smirk on his muzzle. "Next time, maybe you two lovers will find somewhere a bit more... private. Just saying."

Rennae gave a nervous chuckle, her cheeks flushed beneath her fur. "Yes... sir, we'll definitely keep that in mind."

The German Shepherd huffed, clearly trying to keep things professional, despite his awkwardness. "Right, well, as long as things don't get too carried away, I'll let you two lovebirds off with a warning." he stepped back, shaking his head in bewilderment. "A doe and a stallion, I've really seen everything now..."

With one final, slightly amused glance, the officer turned and walked back to his patrol car, leaving Rennae and Orion in their compromising position, both trembling with pleasure and guilt, caught in the aftermath of what'd just transpired.

As the officer drove away, Rennae shuddered and slumped back against Orion's chest with a nervous laugh escaping her. "Well, that was... awkward."

Orion grunted, still as hard as granite, and very firmly buried within Rennae's body. "You really know how to pick the right time, don't you?"

Rennae shuddered and glanced over her shoulder, her embarrassment quickly fading into amusement. "Oh, come on, it was kind of exciting."

"Once we're done here," Orion growled in mock threat. "I'm taking you straight to a veterinarian – I want to see how a livestock tag looks on your right ear..."

Rennae gasped, unconsciously clenching her muscles, making Orion nicker and shudder. "You're kidding me..."

Orion chuckled, despite himself, wrapping his arms around his lover. "Sure, but don't think you will ever live this one down."

Rennae exhaled, shivering and arching her spine once more, more cautious and feeling the ache spreading from her groin up her spine. "It was something. I guess we'll just add it to our list of spontaneous adventures..."

Orion snorted, though his tone was affectionate. "Next time, we're sticking to the picnic. No more adventures in the car. Besides missy, you are going to wear that French maid outfit, and clean the car when when get..."

Orion's breath caught in his throat, feeling his own semen slick and hot, making their lovemaking even better than it had been the first time.

"Home..." Orion grunted, gripping Rennae's hips.

Rennae shuddered and squirmed, savouring the feeling of her lover and his passionate, gentle lovemaking, before she smirked and glanced over her shoulder. "We'll see about that..."

END