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Autumn Intimacy

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Written by Arian Mabe (Amethyst Mare)

Commissioned by Zoi

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The rich Autumn shades of russet and gold painted the trees of Appalachia as the equine mare and the Borzoi, a canine with thicker fur and a refined snout, enjoyed their time together looking at the cars. The Borzoi, Zoi, presented themselves cleanly, though there was something more going on there than what met the eye, a dog who took "they" and "them" pronouns to identify. It was something they had to explain occasionally, but they were thankful that they had a group of friends and acquaintances around them that made it as easy as it could be.

Yet they had not thought that they would see such a fine mare as the one met at the car show, one specifically for eighties era European cars. It was good to get out again, to see such a fine collection, Zoi's backpack settled over their shoulders, a smile on their lips, though they were still a little bit on the shyer side. The Borzoi anthro's grey fur gave them a short of light mask over their face, their grey ears fluffy and flopped over from points, though they did not think that they were all that unique in their appearance. They were just "them" and that was enough.

"Have you been here before?" Astrid asked, the mare's tail swishing lazily around her legs as they strolled, enjoying the sights, the laziness of the day and making a new friend. "I've not seen you around, but we haven't had an event in a while."

"Not for a couple of years," Zoi said with a wag. "It's been really busy with work, I haven't been able to get away."

Such seemed to be the case with too many, always caught up in the rat race of trying and grinding, over and over again, to survive. Everyone had to have money though and that was something that Astrid very much sympathised with.

"Well," she said, slipping the dog a sidelong glance, lips quirking up in a smile. "It would be nice to see you and hang out again... You know, if you wanted to do that."

Zoi smiled, oblivious to the little something more there, the tenuous attraction that was not entirely one-sided, just felt differently by the canine. To be so comfortable and at ease, despite their natural shyness, their want to be in the background rather than the foreground, was something new indeed for them, something they had not felt for a while.

They wanted more than that, as much as they could indulge in, though that might have been seen as greedy too.

"Sure, that does sound fun!"

It was light conversation, easy conversation, the kind of conversation that they could delve into together, looking at the cars, taking photos, even leaning in close together to take a selfie of them both.

Astrid giggled and squashed her cheek to Zoi's, taking a chance even as her heart fluttered.

"Say, cheeeeese!"

Against their will, too surprised, the dog could not help but laugh, though the closeness of the mare had warmth rising to their skin, tail wagging, brushing inadvertently against the equine's own long strands. Still, they did not realise what was happening, what the touches were all about, how Astrid walked so close to them, why they were getting along like a house on fire. Not that that was a particularly useful term to describe a friendship or even a little something more coming together as nicely as whatever it was between them was.

Did it have to be defined? Astrid didn't think so, not as she murmured her appreciation of a model parked in the shade of some trees, the top pulled up, though it could have the roof slid back so the occupants were exposed to the open air. The owner spread their paws wide, enjoying the show, their audience to the car that they had clearly poured a lot of blood, sweat and tears into keeping in such excellent condition.

They both appreciated that, the nature of hard work, talking about a few cars that they had fixed up - or attempted to, in Zoi's case. They had been more of a hand to help from time to time than anything else, though Astrid had been lucky enough to work on some cars a few years back.

"Yeah, it's really rewarding to see something clanky going from that into a shine like this," she said, inclining her head towards another restored vehicle that she could not help but appreciate the sleek lines of. "It's a lot of work though... Maybe if I find something, we can give it a go at working on it together?"

Zoi laughed and rubbed the back of their neck sheepishly.

"Ah... Sorry, I'm not much good at that."

"Aw, Zoi," she chuckled along with the dog, brushing in close and giving them a wink. "You don't have to be good at it, I'll teach you. Or you can simply be _amazing_at bringing cool drinks and looking cute!"

The Borzoi giggled and waved her off, though didn't catch on, even though Astrid thought that that had been a rather obvious flirt. Maybe the dog wasn't interested in her? But Zoi didn't make excuses to leave or separate at the meet, only having come into contact with one another there for the first time. No... But that made it only more confusing, even if the fact of the matter was that Zoi simply wasn't all that good at telling when they were being flirted with.

Still, the day was enjoyable, peaceful, relaxing, and all the more entertaining for finding a new friend there that they could at least share the experience with. Hobbies like old cars (not that old, not really) could be a rather solitary experience if one was not as engaged in the groups and such as they would have liked to be, but sometimes they took so much work simply to keep up with. Such was life, that work kept one away from the things that everyone really wanted to dig into, though that made it brighter and lighter still to find a like-minded soul, walking close to one another as the sun dipped lower and lower in the sky.

As if she had only just realised that the day was wearing on, Astrid looked up, her grey ears perked in surprise.

"Oh, I didn't realise it had gotten so late..."

The mare frowned, her grey coat dipping into her jacket and shirt, Astrid brushing her black mane back from her shoulders. Her fingers lingered a little too long in her hair, casting her eyes to the side to see if the canine had noticed. At the collar of her blue jacket was a pin of a transgender flag, a mare who wore who she was proudly on her sleeve - or her collar, as it was. She'd been through too much in finding herself to shrink away from it after so long. It was better to have everything out in the open, at least for her, as long as she was in a safe space.

Zoi, however, did not notice what lingered in her tone, her glance remaining on them for longer than necessary.

"Ah... Yeah, I guess I should be going," Zoi said, sighing, not hiding that they were sad to see the day coming to an end. "Are you heading back to the city now too?"

"Sure thing! Why don't we head back to the car park together?"

She walked close to Zoi, close enough that her swishing tail brushed the back of their legs, though all the canine did was step aside to allow her a little more space and comfort, not understanding quite what was going on there. Astrid chuckled under her breath, though was not put off by it, her interest in the canine something that felt obvious to her, yet clearly wasn't - at least not to Zoi, and that was who was important there.

At the car park, she at least managed to get the Borzoi's number from them, which was a "win" in her book, smiling widely, a light Autumn breeze picking at her mane and sending it floating and wafting out from her neck. They said their goodbyes, though it came with the promise of meeting up again and "hanging out", even if Zoi had not yet read between the lines to see just what lay in the mare's interest. But that they were having a good time with Astrid was impossible to doubt.

Yet Astrid was too surprised to see Zoi heading towards the road instead of into the car park to find their vehicle not to say something, holding out her arm to stop them, if only for a moment. What was going on?

"Where are you going?"

Zoi paused, glancing back at Astrid with their head slightly tilted. It should not have made her heart pound as much as it did, how cute that little action of theirs was.

"Oh, I'm catching the bus," they said with a smile, tail wagging and lifting a little. "I don't have a car, not right now. Are you driving back?"

Astrid grinned and shook her head.

"Yeah, but I think you should come with me, it's a long ride back to the city on the bus. Alone."

She put special emphasis on that one word that Zoi could not help but notice, their ears perking, eyes widening a touch.

"Oh..." Zoi considered that for a moment. "Oh, yeah, it can be a long way."

Yet they were still clueless as to the mare's intentions, merely thinking that she was only trying to be friendly, not to let them go home alone on the bus. And that was kind of her, kind enough that Zoi tucked their tail down and whimpered a little, even if they were flattered.

It was a nice feeling to have someone, however new they were in their lives, care about them.

That was how they found themselves slipping into Astrid's car, a neat little economy car that would get her where she needed to go. It was a nice day for a drive too, in the Autumn glow of late afternoon, the sun dipping lower and lower in the sky as they took the winding route back down out of the more mountainous, picturesque region, leaning back into the seat, though Zoi was not comfortable.

"So, Zoi..." She said slowly, eyeing them up from the corner of her eye, her attention on the road. "What do you think about...ladies?"

They blinked, tilting their head.

"Oh... Of course, I like them," Zoi chuckled, surprised into amusement. "I'm ace though, if that's what you're asking, there's a little patch on my bag. But I like everyone, really, it doesn't matter to me. Call me a "sex-positive ace", maybe, heh!"

They liked that, being open about it. It was a new feeling, warming them through. For Zoi had and enjoyed sex, just in a different way to how the Westernised population of the world did. The pleasure was there, just not an explicit attraction, though they took great pride too in making their partner feel good. That, however, was a little too much to explain to a mare, however lovely, that they had only just met,

"So..." Astrid said, eyes sparkling as she dragged out her words, playing them around her mouth before letting them free. "What would you do if I pulled over down a little side road I know here and...said I wanted some fun with you?"

It was not the most eloquent way to say that she was interested in them, but words would have to do as Zoi's eyes finally widened in realisation. All those little touches, the teases, the closeness, the light words about wanting to meet up again, to hang out... In that context, everything suddenly meant so much more, a blush rising to their cheeks under the coat of their fur.

"Um..." Zoi's mouth was dry, too dry, tongue swirling around. "Um... Yeah... Wow... You're really pretty, Astrid, I never thought that you'd like...mmm...me?"

Zoi grinned and ducked their head, though their blush was not to be hidden, curiosity roused, warm through at the thought of being liked. They'd gotten on well enough with Astrid, but hadn't thought that something like that could come of it!

"You're up for it then?" Astrid asked, wanting to make completely sure that Zoi was on board, that she wasn't pushing anything. "I think you're really cute, Zoi..."

Zoi's heart pounded, licking their lips to alleviate a little of the dryness in their mouth.

"Ah... Well... Yes!"

The word came out a little too enthusiastically, but Astrid only laughed softly, her ears flicking, enjoying the sound of Zoi's laugh. Her paw drifted to their leg, stroking lightly, though it was more closeness for Zoi than something that incited arousal at that moment, though there was plenty more of that to come.

After all, who would Zoi have been to turn down something fun when it brought a cute mare into their life too? They were too warm, but could not do anything about it until Astrid pulled off where she'd wanted to go, the canine yipping faintly and fanning their muzzle with a magazine from Astrid's car.

Then and only then did Astrid tuck the car away where they would not be seen, a small cliff above them, a track that was mostly used by hunters, but not in such bright sunshine: they would be seen too easily, hunting in such bright conditions. The mare reached for the Borzoi with tenderness in her fingertips, taking the lead without being overbearing, stroking their muzzle, the canine nuzzling into her palm, eyes wide and wanting.

"I'm going to make you feel really good, Zoi..."

Zoi shivered, wanting to lean into that voice, interest raised, the need to have Astrid's warm body pressed up against theirs coming increasingly strongly. It seemed right, only right, even though there was not much sex drive to be spoken of in the canine. But that certainly didn't mean that sex was not fun for them too, their tail wagging back and forth, long hairs stirring against the car seat.

Drawing the dog in closer, Astrid kissed them passionately, her tongue exploring the canine's muzzle, sweeping around, tangling playfully and teasingly with the longer, more flexible length. Zoi moaned reflexively into her mouth and Astrid, boldly, deepened the kiss, her paws lightly wandering, stroking, teasing, exploring Zoi's body. After a few moments, near enough melting into the kiss, the dog did the same, their paws stroking over her shoulders, finding the curve of her waist, though they did not dare, yet, touch her chest.

Yet the moment was right for them to come together, fuelled by the passion of the moment, enjoying the closeness, kisses deepening, peppered along jawlines and down trembling throats. Slipping into the backseat with giggles and flirty touches, they stripped together, Astrid's T-shirt pulled up over her chest, exposing her breasts to the tentative nuzzles of the Borzoi, the dog's tail wagging and wagging, leaving nothing to the imagination about how much they were enjoying the moment, the sweet liaison together.

The mare was taller than them, though Zoi still felt like they fit together well as they whimpered and nuzzled into the mare's soft breasts, working their way down, lower and lower. It was tantalising, so very much so, to tease and please, their tongue leaving tiny kisses in the wake of their touch. Under her, Astrid squirmed delightedly, catching her breath.

"Oh, Zoi..." She breathed, the sky outside the car windows growing darker and darker. "That feels... Mmm... So good..."

She relaxed into it, ears twitching, the canine dipping to where her shaft had been freed of her underwear, no clothes left on her bottom half. It was easier that way, though she had a member that could worry some, aching for attention as the flat-headed shaft pushed from its velvety sheath. Zoi murmured and nuzzled it, lapping languidly around the tip, looking for what made their partner feel good, wanting to please them as much as possible, even then. It was something that they had always done, when they had found someone that they were interested in enough to slip into a more comfortable pleasure together, the seeking of delight until their partner was squirming and panting under them. What could be more delightful?

Taking Astrid's shaft into their mouth, however carefully with their canine teeth, the dog slipped down, suckling and teasing, pursing their lips around what part of Astrid's girth they could reach, easing lower and lower and lower. They could not take the entire length into their mouth, the length of which was a little larger than Zoi's shaft, but that was not something that either horse or dog was at all worried about.

They could make their fun there, the canine whimpering softly, enjoying the sensation of taking Astrid' length into their mouth. It was more exploration, but they would not deny their own excitement, now that things had gotten going, experiencing everything in their own way. Astrid grunted, humping up against their muzzle, eyes always watching her partner's tail, making sure they were enjoying it.

It was of her utmost concern that her partner was having fun, as much as her length throbbed within Zoi's muzzle, wanting it all, grunting and panting softly. Her breasts tingled softly, the most sensitive nerve-endings around her nipples, the mare rolling her hips up where they had laid the seats flat to give themselves more space.

"Oh, god, Zoi, that feels so good..."

She breathed softly, winding her fingers around the dog's ears, moaning lightly, wanting it all. It was soft and it was sweet, even if it was kinky to do it somewhere not at home, not in the bedroom, and it was everything it needed to be in that moment. Sure, they were far enough off the beaten track that they would not be caught there, she had made sure of that, though there was still a tiny bit of risk that set her heart pounding.

"Mmmmph..."

Oh, it was hot to take the risk, to be out there, her lips parted, eyes half-lidded, nickering encouragement to Zoi as they explored her cock. Down deeper and deeper, Zoi took as much into their muzzle as they could, swallowing when the head brushed the back of their throat. Alas, the canine did not lack a gag reflex like those of the equine persuasion did, but that wasn't going to stop them from giving the pleasure that they wanted to.

They moaned around the length, letting the soft of their lips travel into Astrid's cock, her shaft pulsating faintly within their muzzle. The mare squirmed under their touch, Zoi's fingers splayed out on her hip, though they did not pin the horse in place, letting her react as she willed. It was not to be too kinky, not really, though the touch of risk played into that, even if their inclinations for that liaison were vanilla enough.

That didn't matter, not as Zoi swirled their tongue around and around Astrid's length, pleasing, teasing, showing her what a canine tongue could do. The mare grunted and bucked up, digging her hooves down into the back of the rear seats, biting her lip, twisting her head back and forth.

"Oh, gawd..."

She couldn't hold it, her balls aching faintly with the lure of orgasm, though even Astrid was surprised that she was getting there so swiftly. To her surprise, however, Zoi broke from her cock in a string of saliva, pre-cum bubbling from the tip, and made their way back up their body, peppering their short coat of grey hair with kiss after kiss.

Astrid shivered. It had been a long time since she had felt that well cared for. But Zoi was attentive and sweet and made her want to keep running her fingers over their head and around their ears, over and over again. She moaned, laying her head back, finally allowed to simply enjoy the moment and no more than that, groaning as lust reverberated in her chest. It was not a feeling that many allowed to be, but she didn't want to hold it back as her body ached for release. It was not just in her balls either, as many thought, but the sensitivity of her pulsing cock, damp with the canine's saliva, and deeper inside too.

Passion came from many sources, but they were free to explore everything together.

Zoi nuzzled around her breasts, kissing and teasing, lapping at her nipples, though they spent more time there than they would have otherwise. The equine could get off in a single moment, but they wanted to rile up Astrid into a frenzy first, panting, whimpering, letting the moment sweep them away. It was better like that, allowing the outside world to fall away, to forget all the worries that may or may not have plagued them, up to that point.

Nothing else mattered, though they grasped the equine's shaft in their hand, pumping and teasing, enjoying it all, the mess of clothes still half-on, the moment itself. It didn't have to be anything more or anything less than that, especially as Astrid ground her hips up into Zoi's touch, the Borzoi showing her just what pleasures could be brought to the surface.

Yet they closed their paw with urgency around her cock and she panted aloud, her head falling all the way back, mane clinging to her neck damply where a sheen of sweat showed on her grey coat. The mare cried out, grunting through her moans, though the moment was hers as her cock ached and throbbed, spending her load over Zoi's paw, splattering her lower stomach. It was not as explosive an orgasm as one she could have had, but it was perfect in its own way by how gently it had all been coaxed from her, all by Zoi's paw.

"Mmm... Come here, sweetie," she crooned, licking her lips, trying to come back to herself after her short burst of climax. "Let me make you feel good too..."

She made her intentions clear to them, letting her body relax back, her legs apart, coaxing Zoi between them. They didn't need much persuasion, the dog's eyes bright, wanting it all as much as she did.

Zoi pushed over her gently where her legs spread for them, blushing and whimpering, pressing their face into Astrid's paw as the mare cupped it tenderly. Her fingers stroked and caressed as Zoi pressed the tip of their shaft to her tail hole, loosening the pucker as much as she could without the help of any lube. It would have to be for another time, that rougher kind of penetration that made her quake down to her hooves, her heart soaring, singing with pounding lust.

The mare's legs pulled back, allowing them easy access, Zoi taking their cock in paw and guiding it inside. It teased open slowly, bit by bit, easing inside, inch after inch. Astrid moaned and clung to them, holding on so tightly that it was as if she feared drifting away in a moment that she wanted so very much to last.

Zoi grunted, their nose tipped down, straining not to lose control too quickly, Astrid's shaft half-hard across their stomach. It would come back again, of course, but they could not pretend to know the intricacies of how Astrid's recovery period was, even if they wanted to know. They pushed and eased in deep, their eyes half-lidded with passion, though there was no reason for either to hold back their lust with one another. It could have been a quickie, it could have been a one-time thing, but all that really mattered was the pleasure of the moment and no more than that.

Astrid groaned as the pressure under her tail grew and grew, the strain of holding her legs apart from so long making her legs tremble. She pressed them around Zoi's body for a little support, though she could have tensed her muscles even more if needed, closing her legs tightly, using the canine for better stability than she could have expected. They were so small and so light, yet Zoi's cock reached all the sensitive spots inside her, her shaft pulsing back to full hardness, Zoi chuckling softly.

"Ah... I see you're...mm...ready to go...again."

It was harder than Zoi realised to speak while they were thrusting, letting the sinuous roll of their hips pump their shaft deeper and deeper, pleasing them both. Pleasure arced and undulated, following the rhythm of their bodies, the two souls unaware that they had started rocking the car lightly, though there was no one out there to worry them. They were perfectly fine as her passage clenched and rippled lightly around their shaft, though the mare was hardly in control of her body in that regard. Some things one was simply not meant to be in control of.

And that was fine. That was fine as their soft grunts and cries rose, the dog thrusting deep, pushing into her, letting every rippling tease of sensation draw them on and on. They needed it, craved it, and there was no reason that they needed to hold back as Zoi pushed on and on, needing every last bit of her. They fell prey to the rhythms of the moment, not caring for anything other than passion, for such potently hot sensations, the twist of muscles squeezing around them.

It was all they had to do and things were better than ever as Zoi thrust and thrust, their paw closing around Astrid's cock with single-minded passion. The mare moaned and clung to the dog, holding onto them as if for dear life, but the moment was right and just, tensions mounting, rising furtively.

It only took a few more thrusts, Zoi pressing on, their eyes closing entirely, though they wanted to keep the equine as much in their sights for as long as possible. They couldn't help themselves and it was exhilarating also to be in such a position where they could let it all out, every thrust driving deep, gently straining and stretching the mare open around their shaft. One last thrust gave with their most enthusiastic growl yet and Zoi crammed their length deep, lips up close to Astrid's, sharing breath in panted gasps.

"Ohhhh..."

All Zoi could do was kiss Astrid, their tongues twining softly together, again and again, exactly where they needed to be. It was not love, but it was what they needed, perhaps the start of something more. Who was to say? All that mattered was the pulse of Zoi's shaft, spending thick spurts of cum into the mare's backside, a little trickling out around the girth of their shaft where their bodies joined, dripping into her tail. It may have been messy, but it was perfect the way it was, her muscles clenching once again around them, needing it, her shaft still hard.

Zoi, however, was not about to get her go without a second climax, even if it was rather quick for a refractory period. If Astrid was not comfortable, they trusted her to tell them when something was wrong, if it was too much for her. As it was, the mare only squirmed deliciously under them, her cock teased, stroked divinely, pump after pump of the dog's paw giving her exactly what she needed, what her aching, tingling body longed for.

One more climax... Her thoughts came through a haze of pleasure, Zoi's tongue swirling around her muzzle, exploring, teasing. Yet the pulse of climax had to come again - so quickly too! She didn't want to hold it back as her nuts ached, bending at her midriff as her abdominals contracted, desperate to thrust and yet in a position where she could not do so, with her legs bent back and kicked out a little more to the sides, all with Zoi's shaft still softening inside her. It was incredibly intimate as her chest lurched and she was thrust into climax as need swamped her.

She cried out into the dog's muzzle, but her orgasm was short and quick, brought forth in a pulse of passion. Cum splattered her lower abdomen, dripping and remaining there in a creamy froth. It helped that it had been a good stretch with Zoi's shaft inside her, priming her to the very edge of climax before orgasm had even taken her, though the afterglow would sink and wrap itself around her, warm and comfortable.

Ah, it had been a long time since either of them had felt that, Zoi relaxing over her, their cock slipping from her tight tail hole. With the girth of Zoi's shaft, it had been something of a stretch to her backside, though a pleasant one, a reminder of what had taken place as they kissed her sweetly.

Their lips parted, breath shared, and the two relaxed there, if only for a moment, knowing that they would have to move on to getting home soon enough, for there was only so long that they could wait out there. But the moment was one that they wanted to drag on, to stretch on for just a little bit longer, words left unspoken between them that would have to be said, at some point. Or maybe there would be nothing more to be had between them other than that great day and great sex, the memory of their bodies pressed up against one another?

It was nothing bad, nothing wrong, not to enjoy the experience. Zoi groaned, their tail lifting, though they were too tired after climax to do anything more than wag their tail faintly. Astrid giggled, pressing forward just to touch her nose to theirs, a brief moment of closeness that was somehow more potent than everything they had engaged in so far.

"Mmm... We should get...properly dressed..."

It was said as a suggestion, but not one that either was eager to step into. It was such a shame the hour was late and they were not already tucked up warm inside one of their homes. Still, the day went on.

Between them both... Zoi's tail wagged, their thoughts drifting. Who knew what could come?

They couldn't wait to find out what intimacy at the car show had borne.

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