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Rein-bound

Chapter Two

© Cederwyn Whitefurr

22nd October, 2021

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Rein-bound – Chapter Two

Vincent sat opposite Jenny, watching her eat. As a vegetarian, she ate like ten times in one meal, what he'd eat in a day.

“Where do you put all that?" He asked, gesturing as she helped herself to the salad bowl again.

“I'm a growing donk!" Jenny grinned at him.

“Yeah...out..."

He gasped and dropped his fork which clattered on the plate, as he felt a hoof pressed hard against his groin.

“Want to rephrase that..." Jenny snickered, as she raised an eyebrow and teasingly ground her hoof back and forth.

“Urgh..." Vincent moaned. “Quit it..."

“Or what?" Jenny smiled widely, her eyes narrowing behind her pale lids.

“Human is weak and squishy..." Vincent shuddered and giggled nervously.

“Doesn't feel too squishy to me..." Jenny smiled wider as she reached down and her paw dissapeared under the table.

“HEY!" Vincent yelped, watching as Jenny's head tilted up and she sighed through her nostrils, her forearm moving lewdly.

“What?" Jenny snorted, then looked at him. “I'm scratching an itch, is that okay by you?"

Vincent grinned and stared at her, before he shook his head.

“An itch...riiighhhtt...."

Jenny snickered and pushed herself back from the table, her hoof landing with a loud clop.

“Right, now..." Jenny huffed, her ears swishing backwards. “You worked me over hard...I think payback is fair..."

“Uh..." Vincent blinked, then as he smelt the scent from her, he blushed and trembled. “Oh..."

Jenny grinned and walked around the table, then pushed his chair back before she straddled his hips and rested her arms on his shoulders.

“No...you'll more than just oh..."

The feel of her warmth. Scent of cooling sweat that left creamy streaks and swirls over her body. An unmistakable lustful look in her eyes...

Jenny grinned at him, then pressed her broad, dark lips against his. He began to say something, which was muffled as his mouth was filled with the taste and texture of her broad, long one.

“Mmph!" Vincent gurgled.

Jenny laid her ears back and ground her hips against his groin, her udder pressing hard against his stomach. Under her, she could feel the poke of the distinctive firmness of his arousal.

“Such a colt...when a Jenny like me deserves a real stallion..."

“I swear...I'll make you whinny..."

Jenny grinned widely and ground her hips from side to side, feeling and watching him gasp and shudder.

“Promise? Ride me like a rented mule? Whip my rump until it glows?"

“Off...now..."

“Or what? Will my sweet little colt lose himself before he even gets me to the bedchamber? Wouldn't be the first time!"

Vincent blushed again, as he spanked her rump and Jenny squealed and threw her head back.

“Ooo..."

“Get off, and we'll go teach an insolent filly why its not nice to tease her owner!"

Jenny nickered in laughter then climbed off him. Her paws seized him by the shirt collar and she yanked him out of the chair, before sliding her paws down under his buttocks. She crouched slightly and lifted him up, holding him as easily as she'd hold her salad bowl.

“Put me down, you overgrown filly! I can walk just fine!"

Touching her broad nose to his, Jenny grinned. “Now maybe...but afterwards? I doubt that..."

*

Vincent stood in the shower, scrubbing himself from neck to ankle, the hot water easing tired muscles and joints. He heard the clatter of harness striking the floor then the clip clop of hooves.

“One, two, this jenny is coming for you!"

Vincent chuckled as he turned about, just as Jenny slipped into the shower. Vincent placed his hands on her and pushed her under the shower.

“Urgh...feels so good!" Jenny murmured, as she tilted her head back and the hot water ran down her ears, shoulders and back.

Snickering, Vincent took the initiative and placed both hands on her leathery udder. He pinched each of the two teats between his thumb and forefinger, then his other fingers caressed and squeezed at her udder. Jenny gasped and a hoof come down with a loud clop as she shuddered and squirmed.

“Mmm..." Jenny shivered uncontrollably, her tail beginning to slash from side to side.

“Such a mare...put my hands on you and you just dissolve like a ice cube on a summers day and...eeek!"

Jenny looked down at him, her fingers wrapped around his penile length as she squeezed its firmness like she was testing the ripeness of a banana.

“You were saying...colt?"

Vincent shuddered, he couldn't do anything else, as her hooflets began to ripple as she flickered her finger tips.

“I give..."

“Mmm, I thought you might... Now, I know something else that is better than your fingers..."

Placing a splayed out paw on his head, Jenny grinned and pushed him downwards. Vincent looked up at her and smiled, before he sat on the shower floor and looked at the firm teats and udder that lay before him. Dark, leathery teats poked either side of his nose.

Gently, he cupped her udder in both palms, before he gently lifted it up and licked each teat in turn.

“Urgh..." Jenny nickered, as she skittishly shifted from one hoof to the other.

“Watch it..." Vincent growled, then looked up at her. “I don't want to get stomped on by accident!"

Jenny snorted and pressed her chin to her chest, as she looked down her long muzzle at him. Vincent smiled, then massaging and rubbing her udder, he took one of her teats between his lips. His tongue flickered over and around it before he started suckling like a foal.

“Oh.." Jenny nickered, as she arched her hips forwards.

“Mmmph!" Vincent gurgled as he felt the hot, rich milk fill his mouth.

It was far hotter, fattier and creamier than anything he'd ever had from a cow – either directly, via the chiller vat or processed. Jenny's tail began slashing against the wall of the shower as she splayed her paws out on the opposite wall.

Vincent nursed from her eagerly, his fingers gently caressing and rubbing at her udder, then he giggled and one hand started to slip under her udder.

“Nnngh!" Jenny grunted, grinding her teeth together as her pleasure built to a white hot fire within her.

He slurped her teat, savouring the sweet drink she was giving him, before one hand fluttered against her dark labial folds. Instantly, Jenny's labia winked and clutched at his fingers. Vincent grinned wider and again fanned his fingers across, then up her labia again. This time, Jenny growled and squatted slightly. Vincent gasped as he felt his entire hand suddenly crushed by her vaginal muscle contractions.

“Urk!" Vincent moaned, flexing his fingers as Jenny shuddered and whinnied loud and long.

With a slurp, Vincent waited until he felt Jenny's vaginal muscles relax, before he slid his hand free and giggled, before he placed both hands on her thighs and continued suckling her teat.

“Nngh...need..." Jenny grunted and quivered. “Need..."

Suddenly, she gripped his head and pulled it hard against her udder. Vincent squeaked and giggled, as he felt her powerful body violently quiver then the unmistakable smell of her orgasm. Fluids spurted from deep within her, splatting her hooves and his feet, before they swirled and vanished down the drain.

“Wow..." Vincent murmured, as he looked up and cupped her udder in both hands. “You're certainly..."

“Now..." Jenny growled.

Jenny's paws gripped him by the shoulders, as she pulled him upright, then slammed him heavily against the shower wall. Her eyes blazed with lust, her long ears were slicked back and she panted heavily.

“No...more...teasing..." Jenny huffed.

“Uh...honey?" Vincent giggled, feeling his erection pressed under her leathery udder. “Little hard...like this...."

With a huff, Jenny shuddered and turned about, slapping her trembling paws against the shower wall. Her brush tipped tail slashed from side to side as she raised it up.

“Now..." Jenny's huff come, as she looked over her shoulder. Her dominant streak shining forth from behind her three quarter shut eyelids. “Make me remember why I adore you..."

Vincent grinned as he placed one hand on her lower back. With the other, he held his not insignificant member.

“Oh, I don't know, I don't think a filly is deserving of a treat..."

Jenny's hooflets squeaked as she dragged them down the wall of the shower then flattened her ears.

TO BE CONTINUED...