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This is a work of fiction. Unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents in this story are either the product of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. All characters are of legal and consenting age, likewise if you are reading this story, you should be of legal age in your respective country.

All characters are my own creation, any resemblance to existing characters is purely coincidental and not intentional, please do not use them without permission. If you would like to use them in a story, please feel free to send me a PM either as Inja on SoFurry or TheRealInja on FA. As always, I am open to new story ideas or situations with existing characters as well.

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Story in an hour, something I woke up thinking about this morning and decided to put into a short story. Again, these kinds of stories are not edited so it will be a bit rough and might not flow as nicely as some of my others. Sometimes these turn into bigger stories further down the line, but mostly these are just flash in the pan ideas I need to get out of my head before they cause congestion and block other longer story ideas.

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"And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson

Jesus loves you more than you will know

Whoa, whoa, whoa

God bless you, please, Mrs. Robinson

Heaven holds a place for those who pray

Hey, hey, hey

Hey, hey, hey"

Eliot paused what he was doing and sat back in his desk when his ears picked up the lyrics. He'd been listening to a classic radio station which played all the songs of his youth while he worked, what he had not expected was to be reminded of...her. It had been decades since he had even thought of Iris, even now with him being in his early forties, those memories still made him blush. But she was a big part of the reason why he was the man he was today; he wouldn't change a thing about what had happened back then. The large Black Hawk Blue Roan Stallion sat back in his office chair, idly chewing at the back of his fountain pen as he relived those memories like it was only yesterday.

The Robinson's had lived next door before he could even remember, they had looked after him when he was still in diapers so his parents could get out the house and relax. He always remembered Iris fondly, she was such a calm and loving woman, being a Drumian cow, she still had a fair bit of an Irish accent as if she had only just gotten off the boats. Eliot still remembered splashing around in their pool with his friends while she brought them Kool-Aid and snacks as if she were his mother.

But as he got older, he started to see her in a different light. She was very pretty, her big brown eyes, the soft smile on her lips. She wasn't skinny by any stretch of the word, but she wasn't overweight either, she just carried the weight well. Though it didn't hurt that most of that weight was centered around her plush behind and her rather impressive sweater melons. These soon became a constant source of spank material during his teenage years, mostly because Iris Robinson didn't seem to notice how the young stallion would sneak glances at her when she sunned herself on her lounger while he did laps in her pool.

It wasn't until his eighteenth birthday when things changed between them, Eliot went out with his friends for a sneaky drink or two, even though he wasn't of legal age. But his friends had convinced him to do it regardless, even though he knew his overly religious parents would not approve. But growing up in such a strict and rigid household, of course the young stallion was going to rebel against authority eventually.

"Are you sure you should be going inside smelling like that?" A familiar voice called from the shadows of the Robinson's back porch as Eliot tried to sneak around back and climb up the trellis into his second-floor bedroom window. The glowing end of the cigarette briefly lit up Iris's face as she took a puff of her smoke while watching the young stallion.

"You can smell it?" He paused and lifted his shirt to his nose to take a whiff, he hadn't thought it was that obvious, but now that he was outside without the smell of the bar around him, he supposed it was.

"Come, let me toss your clothes in the wash quick, I'd hate to see you get punished for celebrating your birthday" she offered, stubbing out the cigarette beneath a hoof on the tiled floor.

"Thanks" Eliot mumbled as he brushed his fingers through his long ebony hair. "Sure mister Robinson won't mind?" he asked.

"He's not home, away on another business trip" Iris replied as she led Eliot through her house and down into the basement where she had let him run his Dungeons and Dragons groups when he was young. She knew his folks thought the game was satanic, so they never would have allowed it in their house.

"Oh, okay then. Thanks, you're a life saver" the young stallion sighed in relief, thinking nothing of stripping out of his shirt and jeans at the indication of the older heifer. He couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed as she watched him with an odd look in her eyes, it definitely wasn't the same loving and caring gaze he was used to. That was still there too, but there was something else, if she were a predator, he'd best describe it as a hunger. But she was a Drumian bovine and he was a young stallion, surely that wasn't hunger he was seeing in her eyes.

"Eighteen today, huh?" Iris mentioned as she set the washing machine and began the cycle before turning around to face him, being met by a shy nod from the young handsome stallion who was now standing in nothing but his boxers before her. She couldn't help but notice the sizable bulge his hands were doing a poor job of hiding too. "I didn't get you a gift, but I have something else I think you might enjoy" Iris said with a slight grin tugging at her lips, her words tinged with that sultry Irish accent he loved so much.

"Wh...what are you doing?" Eliot snorted in almost panic as the married heifer closed the gap between them and got down onto her knees before him.

"I've seen you looking at me these last few years, Eliot. I'm just giving you what you've been craving" came her hoarse reply as she first lifted her large plain white tee up over her head to reveal her large bosom barely being restrained by a bra. Next, she gently guided his hands away from his crotch before she reached up to tug his boxers down and out the way. "You've grown up so...big" the bovine almost croaked with barely restrained desire as she was treated to the sight of a nice thick and girthy looking slice of horse cock.

Eliot had been a weed of a child, always skinny and slender. But as he got older, he started filling out more, especially when he started playing sports at school. Now he was a strong, fit and toned athlete with a well-defined physique. He was handsome too, with his silver coat which shifted into almost black at the extremities of his arms and legs, and a spattering of black spots at his flanks. He was unique, especially with his crystal blue eyes and his long dark mane and tail, even among a group of handsome equines, Eliot stood out. Now, the final piece of the puzzle was revealed, his nice thick ebony shaft which suited his form down to the tee. It was a decent eleven inches already, but there were signs it was still growing a little. He was definitely bigger than her husband by a good few inches.

"Misses Rob...hnng!" Eliot snorted out as his cock was suddenly engulfed in the hottest and wettest hole he'd ever been in. Then again, it was the first hole he'd ever been in, thanks to his strict upbringing, Eliot didn't get to spend a lot of time with the opposite sex. Goddamn it felt good, Iris wasn't shy about swallowing his prick either as she snuck a soft hand between his thighs to cup and roll his dark skinned balls as she gagged herself on his cock. Eliot snorted and panted as he stared down at her, suddenly she seemed a hundred times more beautiful to him now.

She was chubby, but in all the right ways. Her full heaving tits making her brassiere really work as she eagerly bobbed her head back and forth. All while she stared up at him with those loving deep brown pools of her eyes, her hair cut short with cut bangs and sixties movie starlet style curls either side of her face. Her white coat spattered with brown markings, as if she had been caught in the spray of an artist's paintbrush as he cleaned it. Even the ruby red lipstick she was still wearing and seemed intent on beating her personal record of getting it as far down her cock as she could. It was already near his base and she was still going.

"I'm gonna..." he barely had time to say before he blew his first load rather quickly down her throat, embarrassingly quickly. "I'm...I'm so sorry" the young stallion replied with a mortified look on his face. He knew he shouldn't have cum so quickly, what kind of a man worth his salt came that fast?

"Relax, it's your first time, it's natural to finish quick. Plus, I do like to think I'm pretty good at that, aren't I?" Iris asked with a pant after swallowing the young studs first load. Thankfully, he didn't seem to be going soft just yet.

"Heck yes" Eliot replied with a slight grin as he leaned back against the dryer while the married bovine continued to stroke and kiss his twitching cock.

"Don't worry stud, still got some time on the wash cycle. We can go again, but first...let me show you how to unhook a bra" Iris grinned and finally got up from the floor, groaning as she stretched out her aching legs and knees. She was a brilliant teacher, guiding Eliot through the correct method of unhooking a bra, something he would become very adept at and soon even manage the skilled one hand unhook method which served him well all through college.

"Never seen a beaver before?" Iris grinned at the stunned horse once she was finally just as naked as he was.

"Yes, but in school textbooks. They like wood..." He mumbled, thinking back to his biology classes and seeming to miss her joke entirely.

"Damn straight they like wood. But you know what else they like? Tongue" Iris offered with a grin as she hopped up onto the dryer and parted her thick thighs to expose herself to the young man. He had never seen a pussy up close before, especially one as hairy as this. He could see the hot pink petals of her slit through the slightly thicker and more coarse fur there, along with the intoxicating scent she was giving off. "Go on, give it a lick. Get her nice and slippery, then we'll see about giving you the next part of your birthday present" the Droimeann cow offered.

His hand brushed along her inner thighs as he leaned in closer, feeling the heat at the tip of his nose before his tongue reached out curiously to lick along the front of her slit. It wasn't as sweet as all those erotic stories he had read led him to believe. At first, it just tasted like licking a nine-volt battery, but with a hint of something else. He did it again, this time with a little more force and depth, which earned him a satisfied groan from misses Robinson. His tall ears perked at the sounds she made for him, so despite his still not being sure on the taste, he kept going, just to pleasure her. It was worth it in the end, by the time he had the mature heifer panting and groaning, he found he rather enjoyed her tart exotic taste. He even lifted her thighs over his shoulders as he ate her out with growing fervor, until he had her squealing and shaking atop the dryer.

DING!

The washing was done, Eliot pulled his face back and looked up at Iris with a disappointed look on his face. He half expected her to shove his wet clothes into his arms and send him packing, but she was still trembling and twitching before him with her thighs around his head. It took a long moment before she eventually opened her eyes to see his expression, which in turn made her burst into laughter.

"Relax, we still need to dry your clothes before you get dressed. Let me down and I'll get that started, then we can move on to the main part of your gift" she offered while reaching out to lovingly brush his finger back behind an ear.

"O...okay" Eliot replied with a sigh of relief before gently lowering her rump back down onto the dryer and lowering her legs so she could stand up. He watched as she moved, noticing how she swayed her hips and behind with a sultry grace he had never noticed before. Even though some people might call her chubby, in that moment the young stallion thought she was the most gorgeous woman in the world. Especially when she bent over to pack his clothes into the dryer, he just couldn't help but move up behind her and grind his raging erection between the plush cheeks of her buttocks.

"Woah, easy there, tiger" the heifer laughed, even though she pressed back with an inviting roll against his stiffness. She could feel the more confident strength in his grasp about her waist now, he was using it to direct her hips as he ground the underside of his cock against her pussy and asshole. "Alright, it is your birthday, so you're in control. Just be gentle....fuuuuck" she barely got to finish her sentence before he took her up on that offer. Fuck being gentle, that cock felt fucking fantastic as it was crammed so damned deep up her cooter that she could almost taste it. Eliot was even bigger than she remembered, even though she'd sucked that monster barely a few minutes ago. Now, she had what felt like his forearm hammering her little cunt hard while the young stallion fucked the first cunt he'd even been in like he owned it. Boy did he own it, he had her damn near breaking one of her painted nails as she gripped the sides of the dryer for support as he hammered into her hard and fast, forcing an unexpected climax from her that ripped a strained bellow from her lungs. Thank Christ they were in the basement, otherwise his parents would've heard their little boy making their married neighbor climax like she was the whore of Babylon!

Eliot wasn't far behind; his next climax painted her insides whiter than the polar ice caps before global warming was a thing. Those fat nuts of his were jampacked full of creamy goodness in such volumes that Iris even heard it spatter to the floor between her hooves as it was forced back outside her cunt by his jagged and rough thrusts into her. Even as wide as she was, she couldn't contain that volume of young virile spunk, at least not while his still hard cock was trying to touch her belly button from inside.

Eventually he pulled out, his cock bringing with it a torrent of his spunk which sounded like a miniature waterfall as it made a mess on the bare concrete flooring of her basement. Eliot stumbled a few steps back and leaned against a support pillar, sweat dripping from his forehead as he panted, wearing the biggest grin she had ever seen on him. God, he made her cunt ache from being fucked so hard, but she wanted more of it. Thankfully, that pecker of his didn't look like it was going to be going down anytime soon.

"Sit" Iris ordered the young stallion with surprising sternness. Eliot blushed but did as told, making his way over to the gaudy green and brown plaid material sofa where he had spent many summers reading comic books and playing DnD with his friends. Only now, he was naked as the day he was born and misses Robinson was climbing into his lap and sinking herself down onto his rather sensitive rod.

Having just climaxed, he didn't feel the need to rut hard and fast this time, which suited the bovine perfectly as she slowly rode his prick and ground herself down in his lap. She did this while teaching him how to pleasure her breasts and French kiss properly. It was slow and methodical, but also sensual and exciting at the same time. The better he got at both those things, the more eagerly the gorgeous cow would bounce in his lap. He loved feeling and watching her hefty breasts bounce and sway with her efforts too, especially when he finally made her cum hard for him again.

This time he outlasted her, feeling the mature woman shake and shudder as she groaned through another two climaxes before he finally unloaded inside her married cunt for the last time that evening. It wouldn't be the last time they made love either, it became a fairly regular thing, at least until he moved away to college. Even then, they still had brief encounters when ever he came home for the holidays. Eliot and Iris kept in touch, right up until the day he told her he'd found someone he thought was the one. She attended his wedding and looked as beautiful as ever, the fact Eliot's wife could have passed for her younger sister was not lost on Iris either, who wore a strange grin the entire time they shared their vows.