Horsing around
#9 of Commissions
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Cinnamon took a quick liking to the farm life. He, or rather she as she preferred, spent most of her days galloping around, eating top-notch food and occasionally having some fun with Dorothy the farm hand or the stallion with whom she shared a barn.
Of course, she had a sneaking suspicion that this might so because of the fact that she was pregnant. You see, Cinnamon was a very interesting type of horse. She had a long blonde mane and a fabulous brown coat. All that, combined with her small stature, would easily fool anyone that she was in fact a girl, if not for her cock that would at times hang loose between her legs.
That being said, the most peculiar thing about Cinnamon was her odd genetics, being able to get impregnated. But since she didn't not have the usual reproductive organs, she would usually get herself pregnant anally. And my, how often did she get impregnated.
She loved getting railed every chance she got, stretched out and pumped full of cum. She found herself pregnant quite often. She loved her foals, but oddly enough for a horse, she also loved having foals. She enjoyed the feeling of being pregnant, sometimes even more than the constant fucking. And she really enjoyed getting fucked while pregnant.
Each time a foal would start squirming and kicking inside of her, she got aroused. Aroused enough to fuck anybody or anything around.
On this particular day, her baby was quite the galloper, kicking and thriving inside of her. She tried to suppress her urges, but, for the life of her, she just couldn't. She wanted to wait for Dorothy to finish her work, but she just couldn't take it.
Cinnamon pranced towards the red head girl. She was in her late twenties, but she sure did have the complexion of a girl with her warm smile, freckled cheeks and her happy-go-lucky attitude. Sure almost reached two meters in height and had the physique of a bodybuilder, but her breasts and curves gave off the impression that she had just entered puberty, combined with her chipped front tooth and slight lisp, she was simply a peach to be around.
Cinnamon cautiously approached Dorothy, making sure not to disturb her as she was stacking up the hay, but the mare just couldn't stand it anymore. The foal had become extremely feisty, kicking inside her, each kick sending waves of pleasure up and down her spine. As Dorothy threw another stack of hay on the pile, Cinnamon pushed her gently.
"Huh!?" Dorothy jumped, startled and turned around. "Oh, Cinnamon. You startled me there, girl. You want something?"
Unable to properly express herself, she turned around and bent over, revealing her asshole and her throbbing erection.
"What? Now?" Dorothy said a bit surprised. "Can't this wait? I've got a little more work left."
Cinnamon didn't really take that as an answer and she backed up, pushing her ass up to Dorothy's crotch.
"Ah, hell, girl. I can't really say "no" to you, now can I?" Dorothy chuckled and slapped the mare's ass.
Cinnamon jumped up in surprise, but she would have lied if she said that she didn't want it.
"But...you've gotta help me out first, you know."
Dorothy undid her overalls and unbuttoned her shirt, the sweat dripping around her neck, down between her firm tits and in between her abs. She pulled down the rest of her pants, revealing her massive cock, thicker than her bicep and longer than her arm.
She grabbed it with one hand, slowly stroking it. With her other hand, she grabbed her balls, which barely fit in her palm and began gently squeezing them.
Between the constant kicking and the sight and smell of Dorothy's cock, Cinnamon could barely contain herself, her own cock growing in size, although not quite matching Dorothy's impressive member.
"Well, girl?" Dorothy asked playfully. "Aren't you gonna suck it?"
Without any hesitation, Cinnamon started gently licking the head, her tongue going up and down the shaft and around the balls.
"Damn, girl..." Dorothy exhaled. "Quit teasing me already..."
Cinnamon didn't need to hear more. She opened her mouth and swallowed the entire cock. Going up and down and up and down, Dorothy couldn't really contain herself and she grabbed the mare's head, facefucking her as hard as she could. Although Cinnamon was horse, Dorothy's cock was still enough to make her choke after the fifth or sixth pelvic thrust, after witch Cinnamon pulled away, coughing.
"Sorry there, Cinnamon." Dorothy blushed. "I guess I kind of couldn't contain myself."
Cinnamon made and expression of mock annoyance, after which she once again presented herself to the farm hand.
Licking her thin, pink lips, Dorothy, now fully erect, grabbed the mare with her powerful hands and rammed her cock inside her asshole.
Cinnamon neighed, but she didn't have much time to adjust as Dorothy started violently fucking the mare. And Cinnamon loved it. She loved how Dorothy's massive cock felt inside of her. And she loved how with each thrust, she felt her foal kicking. Each hit was like a wave of pleasure, completely filling her body. A constant state of orgasming like nothing else. And when Dorothy pushed her head to the ground, she knew that it was about to get better.
Unable to contain herself any further, Dorothy kept slamming inside the horse, letting out grunts of pleasure each time her cock entered the mare's asshole. By that time, the foal had begun kicking quite violently, which only made Cinnamon's excitement even greater. It felt like being fucked from inside and out at the same time.
"Fuck...get ready, girl...I'm about to cum..."
When Cinnamon heard those words, she instinctively tightened her asshole, squeezing the massive cock as much as she could. With one final thrust and a grunt between gritted teeth, Dorothy came inside the horse. And oh boy, did she cum. She sent wave after wave of cum, filling Cinnamon up. By the time Dorothy had stopped cumming, Cinnamon's mind had one blank from it all, her face contorted by the pleasure by the double fuck session.
With a heavy breath, Dorothy pulled out her cock from Cinnamon's ass with almost a torrent of cum following it.
"Whoa, girl! Didn't think I had so much in me." Dorothy chuckled, slapping the horse by the ass.
She wiped the cum off her, now flaccid, cock onto her overalls and put them back on.
"That was a good fuck..."
She looked back at the horse, now laying on her back, her erection still up.
"You didn't cum, eh? Well..." Dorothy spat on her hand. "...I suppose I could take care of it."
She firmly grasped Cinnamon's member and began slowly and gently stroking it.
"Feels nice, eh?"
She grabbed her balls and gave them a gentle squeeze, to which the mare responded with and excited yelp.
"You like that, don't you? I know something else you might like."
Dorothy gave her cock a lick. And then another. And one more. And then put her mouth around it, bobbing her head up and down, trying to suck it as much as she could.
Cinnamon ached with pleasure. The farm girl's mouth couldn't really do all that much, but what it could do, it did extremely well. And then she moved her hand from her cock on her belly. Now each suck was accompanied by a light fondling on the balls and a gentle rub on her belly. And with each rub, the foal kicked. And with each kick, she inhaled sharply and her cock tightened with pleasure.
Dorothy gave a light smile as she continued sucking her off. She let go of her balls and started massaging her with both hands. The foal kicked and kicked and Cinnamon squirmed and she thrust her hips upward, trying to shove her cock more into Dorothy's mouth, who didn't seem to mind all that much.
The final kick came, sending a shock throughout her entire body. Dorothy didn't have much time to respond as Cinnamon came inside her mouth with such force that it went straight into her throat and stomach. Dorothy pulled back, coughing and choking on the horsesperm, but Cinnamon didn't start cumming, shooting the rest of her load all over Dorothy's face and body.
"Next time...give me a warning..." Dorothy said between coughs.
But Cinnamon didn't respond. She seemed strangely out of it. An all too familiar feeling had taken hold of her. She turned to one side and started breathing heavily.
"Oh, fuck! It's happening? Right now?"
Dorothy ran towards the barn and back, waving a towel. By the time she came back, Cinnamon was already crowning. Dorothy gently grabbed the head of the foal and slowly pulled as Cinnamon pushed. In no time, the little foal was out. Looking around for the first time, he stood up, his weak legs barely holding him. A perfect picture of his mother.
As the young foal started walking around, Dorothy laid next to Cinnamon, wrapping an arm around her.
"He's beautiful, isn't he?"
Cinnamon didn't respond, an expression of quiet fulfillment on her face as her newborn child walked around, exploring the new world.
"Feeling like making another one right about now, girl?"