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I never understood why society was so repressive about sex - particularly for the non-humans. The government mandated that all pornography be strictly regulated, and in the school-sponsored sex ed classes, we only really got information about the biological processes, and told never do it. Only human children were allowed alone in a room together without adult supervision, but starting as early as two, I was always accompanied by one of my moms.

They weren't much more forthcoming when I asked them questions. They just told me they were glad they waited until they were married to produce me and my sister. Millie and Molly, two dark brown foals with raven black hair. Molly was born from Stephanie, and I was born from Cammy. Our parents said they met in college, and they were the only centaurs in their Freshmen class. But they waited and waited until they'd both graduated to be alone in a room together. They told us all sorts of cautionary tales about furs who partied too much and had to drop out when they got pregnant.

Cammy got a job in finance in the city, and Stephanie opened a business selling stuff on E-Xchange, while Molly and I went through private boarding school - a school for only centaurs. We quickly learned that modesty was state of mind. All the girls wore the same plaid blouse, but the dress code was very specific - no clothing for our horse bodies. We were to learn how to obscure ourselves in the way we moved and walked, and how we held our tails, because trying to put on clothes by yourself was really challenging. For instance, we all had rump-scratchers attached to the walls of our rooms, because how else would you get an itch? I couldn't even reach my tail!

My parents helped each other get dressed each morning, but that was impossible at the boarding school. Either an adult would have to come in and clothe you (which would have been super awkward), or another student, and we were never allowed in a room alone. It's like they thought at any moment we'd be making out. So half-naked we all were, and it took most of the girls half-a-semester before they learned not to swish their tails and which angle to stand when talking to someone so that the fewest people saw your sheath.

It wouldn't be so bad except for that sheath poking forward just far enough along our bellies to be noticeable. Our tails covered our vulva and balls well enough. I had a recurring nightmare where I am in class getting a lecture by Ms. Freeman (who swishes her tail far too much for a pretty filly like her) and I pop a boner. There's no going back from that, and no way to hide it once it starts. Sometimes I wish centaurs were more like humans or furs, and had two distinct genders. But it did make the dating pool for college a lot larger.

I, like the rest of the girls, couldn't wait for college. There was absolutely no dating in our high school. Not even in the presence of others. Not even hand-holding. College would offer freedom we'd never really had. I just wish I had some experience with all that before college. What if the other centaurs at the U came from less repressive schools? What if they all thought I was awkward and naive?

That's why, when Alex proposed her crazy idea, I and the rest of the girls took it seriously. While back home visiting her parents, Alex managed to get ahold of their stash of horse-sized condoms.

"So...what are you going to do with them?" Janine asked, quietly at lunch. "It's not like we're ever in a position to use them." The other girls at the table, including Molly and me, nodding and nickered in agreement.

Alex rolled her eyes. She was your typical blonde, down to the bright caramel fur that dotted her white barrel in large Paint swatches. "You really think they can keep us all on lock down, all the time? I heard about two girls who snuck away from Callahan's class last year who got expelled - one or both of 'em got pregnant...!"

I rolled my eyes. "That sure worked out well."

"They didn't have these," Alex said, patting her bag. The condoms were in there!?

Andy giggled. She was a chestnut roan with long, red hair. "And just who do you expect to use those on? You got a filly picked out? Good luck finding another student willing to risk getting expelled for you to get off in them."

"That's the beauty," Alex said. "We're not going to be breaking any rules except for sneaking out of class. We're never gonna be alone, and it's not going to be a date, either."

My sister tilted her head and flicked her tail. "What do you mean?"

"And if we're lucky," Alex continued, "They won't even know we're gone. We're going to skip at the end of third period. When we're supposed to be showering, we're going to the stables."

"The stables?" I asked, in a hush.

Alex nodded. "Anatomy class isn't until 6th period, so they'll be empty, and passing period is for lunch, so we'll have at least forty-five minutes."

"To do what?" Janine asked.

Alex grinned. "To use these on the mares."

"What?"

"You're crazy!"

I chimed in as well, "But they're just animals!"

Alex shrugged. "So they won't say 'no', and none of us are at risk of getting pregnant. And the condoms will keep the mares from giving us away in a few months. It's the perfect crime!"

Molly said, "It's still a crime. If anyone found out..."

Alex shrugged. "My mothers gave a huge endowment to this school, and nothing is officially against the rules except skipping. They won't expel us for that. Come on, I need someone to come with me, because I can't put these on myself..."

We talked about it for the rest of lunch, but no one committed to anything. I think it was that night that each of us girls independently came to a decision. Lying awake at night in my small room (small enough that even getting two centaurs in the same place was impossible), I once again failed miserably to reach my swollen cock. Alex's plan to service some feral fillies was so wrong, but somehow I couldn't get it out of my mind. I was as hard as I had ever been, and was wet as a faucet, too. Maybe because it was my time of the month?

I stretched and stretched with my hand, hoping that I was erect enough to actually touch my flat tip for the first time in my life. I wonder if any of the girls were flexible enough? I had to make do with rubbing my breasts, imagining a mare between my legs. I tried to rationalize it by saying I needed some experience before college, but my mind was already made up by my throbbing cock.

In the morning, I managed to think of Mrs. Doherty long enough for my chub to go away. I could tell Janine, Molly, Andy, Alex, and me were all distracted throughout class, and it was no surprised what topic came up at our lunch table.

"I'm in," Andy said, right away.

Alex clapped her hands and said, "I knew it!"

They looked expectantly around the table, but I was too shy to speak up. Janine hesitated, then said, "Okay, but we're going to have to be quick. We have to show up for lunch or they'll be suspicious, but if we eat fast we'll have thirty minutes before English."

Janine was usually the epitome of caution. I never imagined the blue roan would agree to something like this. I could just picture her late last night, trying futilely to beat off, like me. Taking a deep breath, I said, "I'm in, too."

"Millie...?" Molly gasped. I blushed, looking away from my sister. "You can't be serious!"

Slowly, I said, "Well, I..."

Molly interrupted, tossing her shoulder-length black hair. "You think we'll just waltz into English after that and no one will notice?"

Alex grinned. "Actually, you know that literature project? I took the liberty of signing the five of us up for a group project on F. Scott Fitzgerald, and got us a time at the library tomorrow, during class! You know Ms. Harris never checks the library sign-in sheet. No one will know we're gone, and we have the whole double-period to get down to the stables, clean up, and get back before sixth."

Andy said, "Woah, cool. That makes it much easier."

Janine nodded. "That should work."

"No way!" Molly said. "I'm not going to risk getting expelled because you four want to get your rocks off. I can't believe you're thinking about going along with this, Millie!"

I shook my head. "I'm not thinking about it. I am going along with it. Come on, Molly..."

She shook her head, but then Alex pointed out, "If you don't come, you'll blow our cover. The library needs to think we're in English, and Ms. Harris needs to think we're at the library. You really going to ruin this for us? You don't have to do anything - you can just keep watch."

After pleading with her and using my sister card, I managed to get her to agree to keep watch, but she was very pessimistic and couldn't keep from looking at me in disbelief. Didn't she have...urges, too? I knew for a fact she was in heat, since we'd been in sync since second grade. For that matter, I think we all were, judging by our frequent trips to the bathroom.

I could hardly sleep that night and in the morning, all I could think about was our big plans. Second period normally inched by for 90 minutes, but today it felt like three hours before the bell rang and the five of us rushed to lunch.

"Did any of you wise up and reconsider?" Molly asked, looking at me pointedly.

"No," I said, for all of us.

We ate hurriedly, each getting up to leave one after the other to deflect suspicion. The stables were on the other side of the school, a large, enclosed building where the horses were kept for anatomy and physiology. Well, four of us at least were just about to get a hooves-on lesson on equine reproductive systems!

The five of us crossed the field together, Molly trailing behind, still grumbling. I knew how she felt, but this was our only chance. I didn't want to be the only virgin centaur in college when the rest were all experienced! At least I'll have bagged a mare or two (even if they are just animals). And to be honest, my hooves were mincing as I walked, in heated anticipation of finally, finally feeling what it was like. The closest I'd ever come to orgasming was from dry humping the bed. Raising my rump to the shower head was even less effective, and as much as I wanted to experience my more feminine side, there was no way I was going to risk it with the school's stallions, or God forbid one of the other girls. Condom or not, that would just be really awkward.

"Don't make a mistake, ladies - make sure you go in on the filly side," Alex joked.

Andy laughed at the blonde Paint horse. "I think we've all seen how eager the stallions are for a piece of centaur tail." Anatomy class always lead to nervous laughter. The feral stallions certainly didn't bother to conceal their growing erections, and there was always some student in heat during our classes.

There was no danger of course, as all five of us entered the left side of the complex together, the stalls with rows of mares on the left. The center wall was thick concrete, with a large gate that separated the fillies from the stallions in nearly identical stalls on the right. Each stall had an exit into the fenced in field to the outside, but while the mares could all exit into the same pen, each male got their own, smaller pen to grunt and parade around in.

Alex sighed, flicking her tail. "Well, this is it. Molly, take the door and make sure no one is coming. We should have all of fourth period."

Janine whinnied, "I can't believe we're really doing this."

"Should we?" I minced, glancing at my sister.

Andy flicked her red tail, staring at the mares in the stalls, many of which were ripe for the plundering. "I'll go first."

None of the other girls were going to complain about that, blushes rising to all the faces except Molly, who grunted and walked outside to keep watch. Alex looked slightly relieved to cede leadership to the chestnut, grabbing out a huge condom. "Millie, find one in heat. I've only got a handful of condoms, so we're gonna have to reuse some of them."

Slowly, I paced the stalls, looking for the telltale signs of heat. The fillies could smell our musk, and it wasn't hard to find one that was reacting to my presence. The spotted Pinto I picked out was like a darker, smaller version of Alex. I liked the way the mare's white fur went in splotches on the horse's back, and on her rump. Grabbed some reins, I led her from her stall into the main room, where Andy was breathing heavily, clearly nervous as Alex crouched beside her.

"Can't put it on until you get a boner, Andy."

I tried not to look, but I couldn't help it, noticing that Andy's cock was barely poking out from her sheath. But once I positioned the Pinto in front of our red-headed friend, the rest came naturally. Andy flicked her tail, groaning as the mere sight of white-and-red-spotted rump turned her on. Then, when the excited animal bent her hind legs, raised her tail, and let loose a golden stream of urine, we all got excited. We knew that was a sure sign that the mare was ready, and I would have been traumatized by my firming cock if Janine and Andy weren't also sporting one. Alex probably did, too, but she was still on her belly, holding a large, plastic ring up to Andy's tip.

"Oh God..." Andy groaned.

Alex slowly slid the condom onto her friend, slipping it past her medial ring. Eager, Andy could hardly hold herself back, her large cock swinging up and down and slapping her belly, making it take that much longer before the enormous condom was covering her entire cock in translucent white. Alex said, "There. Now go get her. Look how much she wants you!"

The Pinto was standing in place, her legs placed far apart, tail still raised to show off her wet, winking vulva. She was looking over her shoulder at Andy, as if begging her to just do it already. I watched, trembling, having never seen anything like this before. Seeing all my peers naked every day was one thing, but to get a close up view of another girl's cock was a completely new experience, and the idea that she was about to shove that huge meat missile into a real, live mare had me harder than if I'd been in the driver's seat. Watching Andy take hesitant steps toward the Pinto made me hold my breath - I didn't know if I could do it if I were the one going first.

Andy could, though. She stepped just up behind the mare, placing a hand tentatively on her rump. "She's so warm..." Andy panted.

Alex, who'd stood by now, said, "Get on with it!"

Taking a deep breath, the teenager said, "Well, here goes nothing..." With that, she hopped right on the Pinto's back. She was a bigger breed, and the mare's knees almost buckled, holding her weight, but the filly made no effort to move or flee. She just waited patiently for her stallion. Groaning, Andy said, "She feels so good."

"Quit stalling," Alex griped.

Janine rolled her eyes. "Screw off. I didn't see you volunteering to be first."

"Just shut up," Andy said, closing her eyes. She was only halfway down the mare's barrel, which was just about right. With a grunt, the chestnut roan lifted her cock, aiming for the filly's glorious tunnel. She missed the first, second, and third time, slapping against her belly. Each time she humped forward, her cock missed, thumping the mare's thighs, or sliding beneath her barrel.

"Need a little help?" Janine offered.

"God, please..."

The blue roan stepped up beside her friend, kneeling. My heart was racing. This was really going to happen! I watched as Janine gripped another student's swollen, rubbered cock, something I'd never thought I'd see. But she immediately topped that, raising the massive organ to just the right height. The flat tip was pressed gently against the filly's folds.

"Now," Janine said.