AU: Saereth and the Stallion
It's a little known fact, but Saereth used to work on a farm. It was a summer job one year, and it had some pretty interesting results on Saereth, and on the animals of the farm. The farm itself belonged to a relative of Saereths, a rather old aunt and uncle pair who had absolutely no erotic interests whatsoever. Saereth thought she was being sent straight to hell.
That is of course, until her uncle asked her to see if she couldn't settle the horses in the barn one night. They were a bit restless, and her uncle thought that perhaps some feed and a little pat on the nose might calm them down. Saereth had other ideas. When she entered that barn and found that the "horses" consisted of an uncut stallion and his three mares, she started getting ideas. One of the mares was coming into season, as Saereth could see by the mare's antsy motions in her stall, and the stallion was definitely more than a little aroused. With all of the horses in stalls, unable to reach each other, they were all more than a little tense.
Saereth slipped into the big stallion's stall, locking the door behind her, quickly shedding her clothing. She knew what she was about to do would be dangerous, and probably a little painful, but after not having had sex for over a week, she knew she just wanted to be fucked, and with the pheromones released by the mare in heat, the stable was swimming in sex aromas.
She knelt under the stallion, his muscles heaving, his breath harsh and chuffing against her back, even as she saw his massive member starting to emerge from his sheath. Each of his balls was double the size of her fist, and the head of his member was easily the thickness of her arm. She knew that when things got started, it would be incredibly painful, but she licked her lips in anticipation, her pussy wet and dripping at the thought of that inside her.
She didn't waste time on foreplay or anything, she simply knelt beneath him, lining her hips up beneath his hips, scooting back until she felt the heat of his member just touching her sex.
The stallion didn't seem to mind that the female beneath him was not a mare. All he seemed to care about was the hot sex that was touching him. He wasted no time in thrusting the flared mushroom shaped head of his member against her, his breath harsh and loud with frustration as he had to fight to get it into her sex. Saereth simply spread her legs wider, pushing back,t rying to accomodate him as he pushed. The hot mass of the head seemed to cover her entire sex, unable to enter her because of the massiveness of it, even as jets of precum fluid splashed across her hips. The stallion kept grunting in frustration, both of them pushing, neither getting anywhere, even as Saereth shook with pain and the stallion shook with effort.
The head of his massive erection finally pushed into her with a dull pop, and a lessening of pressure, even as a massive wave of pain washed over Saereth as it felt like her entire sex was torn open by the invasion.. Saereth gasped at the feeling of such width spreading her open, the width far more than anything she had ever had before. The stallion wasn't slow to push himself into her, his massive member penetrating her several inches in teh first lunge, quickly followed by a second lunge. The stallion neighed in a loud, possessive voice, even as his hips worked against hers, his member once again coming up short at the stiff ring that was so characteristic of every equine cock.
Saereth could feel him inside her, deeper, thicker, more hard and more virile than any male had ever been before. His member was reaching impossible depths, depths taht should have been extremely painful, but truly only felt extremely pleasurable. She moved her hips in tune with his every thrust, her hips undulating and pressing against him, wanting him to be fully within her. She could feel that massive cock straining, the muscles of the stallion's thighs and legs tensing until finally, with a large pop and a flash of mind-numbing pain, it slid further into her, held within her now by that ring.
Saereth knew it was past the point of no-return, and she could feel herself tensing as the slick walls of her sex strained against the huge invader within her. It fit within her so snugly, it hurt with a steady rhythm, pain and pleasure mingling even as blood and precum leaked from her sex. Soon, she could feel the stallion tensing, his member buried so far within her, she felt certain she could feel it in her chest. She couldn't squeeze or move or even think as the stallion whinnied, then it seemed his member hardened still further, as a jet of forceful horse semen filled her guts, blasting into her, painful and hot and so wonderfully filling she could feel herself reaching a mind-numbing, screaming orgasm. The horses around her echoed her scream, even as the stallion thrust one last time within her, making her feel pain like never before, a pain so intense she felt herself orgasm again, her sex squeezing so tight around the stallion he actually grunted in pain.
As she came down from the heights of her pleasure, she felt him withdrawing from her, his member pulling from her with a painful sucking motion. She sprawled beneath the stallion even as he leaned heavily against the wall of his stall, panting and tired. She stood slowly, then patted his shoulder.
"We'll do this again tommorrow, big fella. And next time, I get to ride you."
She could have sworn she saw a glint of primitive intelligence and delight in his eyes as she let herself out of his stall.
Her uncle didn't have any more problems with restless horses that summer.