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Heuvadoches yawns and stretches. The covers get flicked to the side as shi swings from hir bed. Standing, the studmare stretches again and reaches for the chain on the ceiling fan, turning on the light. Cold, bright, fluorescent light casts the room into harsh detail as shi squints for a moment. Hir eyes adjust quickly though and shi scratches hir ribs, drawing hir nails up along hir naked flanks before burying them in hir head-mane. Shi glances at the empty bed and twitches the covers back into place before trudging into the bathroom. An hour later, with damp fur and wetter hair, shi re-emerges and sighs, picking through the closet and pulling out a comfortable pair of jean shorts and a gingham checkered button-down shirt. After donning the top, shi pulls the front of it through the neck and ties it in a knot. Hir breasts barely covered from the nipples down, shi smiles and heads toward the door with no particular destination in mind. Shi slips a wallet into hir front pocket as shi's headed out the door and locks the apartment. Whistling an idle tune, shi walks through the complex on the way to the bus stop.

Heuvadoches: The equine strides across the concrete, hir hooves clopping on the sidewalk. Shi checks hir watch and sighs. The bus was due in 20 minutes, so shi takes a seat on the bench, inside the covered, Plexiglas shell. Shi leaned back against the wall with hir hands behind hir head and legs thrust out, crossed at the ankles. In the near distance, the feral house sparrows chirp their calls, crying for a mate or bragging of one. Shi smirked and daydreamed quietly, letting the time pass by.

Sijon Ambergine: Sijon tossed his bag over his shoulder, coming back from a 12 hour shift in the hospital. HE was dressed simply in scrubs and a T-shit, and strode down the sidewalk in the urban area to come to his bus line. HE checked over the schedule for a moment, before setting on the rather uncomfortable bench. He had a single earpiece in, listening to the radio, but when he turned back to his side, he saw a new face. Goodness, it was a horse, and a rather pretty one. The zebra flushed with an embarrassed blush, checked his phone for any messages... and worked up the nerve to try and talk to her.

Heuvadoches: Heuva glanced up as the zebra walked into the bus-stop. The glance lengthened as shi took in his lean, slightly muscled physique, letting hir gaze drift idly over his scrubs. Shi smirked, playing a game shi often did with passers-by. Slowly, and piece by piece, shi undressed him in hir mind, imagining his body clad in naught but the clear sky. Hir gaze lingered at his crotch for a moment before pulling back up to his face. Shi sat up and went to wave but he quickly absorbed himself in his phone. Still, shi suppressed a giggle and shifted slightly, facing the shy zebra more and braced hir back against the short side of the shelter. Shi drew one hoof up and placed it on the bench, watching him, but saying nothing. Shi hugged the raised leg and rested hir chin on the knee.

Sijon Ambergine: The zebra looked up from his phone to see the new position of the horse... and cursed to himself for staring at the knotted shirt that showed off her form. He blushed and looked up at the horses eyes from over hir knees, and managed a smooth smile. "H-... hello there. Waiting for the green line, are you?" Sijon smiled a bit more confidently, and turned to face his body toward hir. Sijon could not help put look over her leg, into the confines of the jean shorts. They weren't down enough to show off anything, but his imagination ran wild. With an embarassed cough, the zebra nodded, and waited for her to respond. "I'm Sijon."

Heuvadoches: "Hello," shi says. Hir voice, quiet, and with a Hispanic lilt to it. "The green line looks good so far," shi responds, knowing that the green, blue and yellow lines intersected at this particular stop. "I'm Heuvadoches. Most just call me Heuva, though." Shi ran the green line route through hir head, quickly, and coming up with a couple of plausible destinations in the commercial district down the route somewhat. "Though, I didn't exactly have much of a destination in mind." With a roar of the diesel engine and the groaning hiss of air breaks, the green line bus pulled up, and the doors squeaked open. Passengers, some in scrubs, disembarked, others in civilian clothes. Shi stood and waited for the front door to clear, leaning against the opening of the shelter. Hir rear was facing the zebra, and hir black tail swished gently.

Sijon Ambergine: Sijon stood up as well, with a delighted smile on his face that they were going the same direction. He stood behind her in the shelter, looking as the riffraff filed off of the bus... and is would soon become ready to board. However, he couldn't help but let his eyes trail down her back. A checkered shift, showing off her lower back, and a pair of rather flattering blue jean shorts to cover the majority of her rump... but not all. "Well, we might have a similar... interest.. I mean, schedule!" HE coughed, correcting himself. With a more confident nod, he stepped around the pretty horse, and boarded the bus. Sijon purposefully sat in a place with two seat next to one another.

Heuvadoches: Shi watched as he climbed the steps and followed, close enough to smell his exotic pheromones. Shi slid hir pass through the electronic reader and followed the zebra to the only open pair of seats near the back of the bus. Shi let him slide in first before sitting next to him. "So ... where are you headed?" shi asked politely, "accidentally" brushing hir hand over his thigh before resting it on hirs. Around them, humans and furs alike appeared absorbed in whatever each preferred to do, be it listening to music, reading or staring out the window, desperately attempting to ignore everyone else.

Sijon Ambergine: Sijon sat down and leaned back, watching the odd assortment of folks. As it was on any buss, most everyone was trying to ignore one another, the life of public transport. With a little shiver that could barely be seen, shi touched over him... and he started thinking. Goodness, her body language was screaming to just rut hir silly, but if he was misreading it, it could spell disaster.Well, might as well go for it. "I'm actually headed home after my shift... gonna pop open a beer, watch a movie maybe..." Sijon turned to her, and slipped in just a half an inch closer. "And yourself?"

Heuvadoches: "Your stop it is then," shi smiles and sits back. Shi sits in place, hands crossed across hir lap. Outside the streets pass by. Shi looks at the zebra's eyes and smiles.

Sijon Ambergine: Sijon blushed. Huh, did he somehow just get a date, by sitting next to someone at a tram stop? Luck was smiling down on him, mirror by his own smirk. "Well then. I hope I've got enough drinks for the two of us then." It wasn't long before the bus hissed and came to a stop, only a few minutes later. The zebra stood up, having faught back the very beginnings of an erection with his bag on his lap. "Shall we?" Sijon reached a paw down, helping her out of the seat, and onto the street.

Heuvadoches: On the bus as they stepped off, a young hyena dressed in baggy sweats giggled, just before the doors closed and the bus rumbled away. Heuva blushed slightly. "I have to tell you," shi said, noting that they were alone. Down the street a block or two, someone played a saxophone in a slow nameless tune. "I may not be everything you see. I just want you to know." Shi stopped by a fenced tree and placed hir hand on it. Shi looked over at the zebra.

Sijon Ambergine: The zebra turned to catch a little giggle, and blushed quite a bit. It was aparent that his efforts to keep the situation just betweent hem had failed. Soon enough, they were a few blocks from his apartment, and she stopped him in the evening air. "I'm ok with it. In the medical field... I see more folks with "more going on that meets the eye?" than you might think. Tell me though... just how lucky am I going to get?" He laughed, saying it almost in jest. Soon enough, they would approach his building, and the zebra would fumble the key into the lock.

Heuvadoches: Yes, his ocean blue eyes, shi stared into them, losing hirself for a moment. Shi smiled at his comment and his question. "It's not a question of luck," shi smirked. Shi followed him to the doorstep, waiting patently for his trembling hands to find the key. The door had barely shut behind them, a little more forcefully than perhaps normal, but not hurried and shi turned, pushing against him and the door. One leg lifted, pinning a knee to the door. Shi rubbed hir crotch gently against his ... bag? Shi giggled and reached down. Tapping at the bag he still carried. "Does anything in that break?" shi whispered huskily in his ear. Hir nose brushed gently against the fur along the outside rim.

Sijon Ambergine: Sijon had just stepped through the door when it came to a close behind him, and he was pressed against the wood frame! Hir leg lifted, and he dropped the bag... fuck it, if there was anything in there that was breakable, he didn't care. There was a firm push back against hir, one lump meeting another, even as his own hips dropped down to grind from below at the base. A set of arms wrapped around hir middle, and the zebra gave the horse's neck a firm but non-painful bite. "Mn, you sure know what you want... rrrph."

Heuvadoches: The bag clattered to the floor and shi flexed hir hips, rubbing sheath against sheath through the clothing. "Mmmhmm," shi nickered. A low moan escaped hir lips next as his teeth clamped onto hir neck. Hir hand dropped down and hir nails dug gently into the zebra's pants along his thigh. Shi scrabbled upwards, tracing across the crotch, feeling his balls and fumbling at his tied scrubs. Shi worked at the bow knot with a practiced hand, teasing the drawstring open and reaching in. "Mmm" shi nickered, sliding hir hand into the top of his undies. With nothing to hold them, the scrubs fell to the floor in a wrinkled heap around the zebra's hooves. Fingers danced along his exposed shaft and sheath before shi slid hir other hand in. Using both, the underwear slid slowly down before shi used hir hoof to slide it the rest of the way. Shi then took hir arms, peeling hir shirt off and over hir head. Hir breasts giggled in the cool air, nipples hardening. Shi began to kneel, hir breasts tracing down his clothed torso and brushing against the naked tip of his exposed cock.

Sijon Ambergine: The bag was kicked away by the zebra's hoof.... he didn't give a shit what was in there, just that the horse needed the room. Soon enough, hir hooves were all over him, encouraging delighted groans from the striped male. His hips rolled against her touches, feeding his erecting flesh between hir grip, and against those exposed breast. Sijon was leaned up against the door to his apartment, and getting treated like a king by his beautiful mare he met on the bus! "Mn...ngh..." It was too hot to form words, so instead, the zebra reached down to thread a hoof through her hair, and mutter a quick thanks. Sijon's flesh was exactly what one would expect. Dark, leathery cock with a lightly flared tip, big for the size of the zebra's stature, but not so big it was unreal.

Heuvadoches: Shi took the invitation of fingers in hir hair for hir to keep going down. The warmth of hir breasts tickled across his shaft as shi wrapped his cock in them. On one knee, shi began to rock hir chest back and forth, reaching down with hir lips to envelop the dark, leathery flesh as it squeezed between hir furry breasts. "Mmmpph," shi mumbled, blustering softly into his crotch. One hand tickled up his inner thigh to play with his ball sack, gently twiddling the heavy orbs between hir fingers. Shi pulled hir chest away and began to take his length in as far as shi could, swallowing. Hir tongue flexed along the shaft, pressing it against the roof of hir mouth.

Sijon Ambergine: With the mare on hir knees, the evening took a turn for the naughty. Soon enough, the stallion's leathery rod was warpped in her muzzle and cradled by her breasts, elicting a few heated moans and habitual thrust from him... especially when she treated him to her throat. He was leaning forward, pulling upward lightly on hir hair while his flesh pusled. Now this was a hell of a way to come off of a shift. From here, the stallion couldn't do much to pleasure her back, but the rolling of his hips showed hir how much he was enjoying it. "Mn...gf...god damn...."

Heuvadoches: Shi settled into a slow rhythm, with one hand braced on the door. Hir warm tongue slid along the base of his shaft while softly hir teeth tickled against the top. Up and down, shi slid, building a slow crescendo and then slowing back down again. Shi pulled back up off his shaft and licked across the tip while hir hand slid from his balls to the thick pole, gently stroking along the lower half under the medial ring. "Do you ... have ... a bedroom?" shi asked rhetorically between licks.

Sijon Ambergine: By this time, the zebra had shut his eyes, feeling the rise and fall of her rhythmatic sucking. His hips pushed back in kind, not hard enough to choke the poor thing. When it came to a sudden stop, the equine looked down at her work, licking acorss the head of his shimmering and throbbing flesh. "Mn, yeah." He gave her hair a light pull, and moved past hir. HE lifted off his shirt, walked down the hallway, and spoke calmly. "You'd better lose the shorts, too." He called out, and soon enough was standing in his bedroom.

Heuvadoches: Shi let hir face drag along the zebra's striped flank as he stumbled free from the clothing at his feet and clopped down the hall. Shi smirked, watching his rear flex as he strode forward before shi regained hir footing. Shi followed, reaching behind and unbuttoning the tail strap on hir cutoffs. Shi popped the snap and paused to let the denim fall. Naked, hir male sex stood proud in front of hir. Shi passed by Sijon, crawling up onto the bed. Shi knelt along it letting him see everything. Hir breasts hung pert, hir cock throbbed gently. Below hir sheath, hir puffy lips winked, speaking of their carnal needs. Shi held hir tail out slightly. "Ok, I've lost them," shi smiled.

Sijon Ambergine: The zebra smirked, and watched the pretty pony slip up onto his bed. The room was well kept, with a large queen sized bed, nicely made of course. The horse presented hirself, and soon enough, he would become enthralled with hir form. A brief step froward, and a hoof traced down the equine side. Strong, but feminine... a grope to the rear, a playful SLAP, and he cupped hir sex. He pushed forward, saddling up behind her while his reached-around arm was toying with the clit. "Mn, it's been ages since I've rutted a proper mare... all these other gals don't know how to take it." Sijon had a surge of selfconfidence. "Get yourself on all fours, mare." He puntuated the last word, and slid in closer.

Heuvadoches: "Oh, my pretty stud," shi nickered softly, crawling up farther onto the bed as his fingers reached in, groping hir pussy. The lips twitched in his fingers, winking and kissing at his palm, stamping it with the dank odor of hir heat. Shi gasped and collapsed forward, supported by his reaching arm. Shi shuddered gently as his fingers brushed against the sensitive nub. Face down into the covers now, shi fumbled for a pillow and placed it under hir chest. Shi pushed back against his hand, spreading hir knees a bit more and propping up on hir elbows, hugging the pillow. "Yes, sir," shi moaned.

Sijon Ambergine: Sijon muttered, and pulled the mare in a little closer. The zebra placed his other hand on his own flesh, and positioned it at the perfect angle to where it could rub between hir lips... length wise. This, he repeated, spreading hir scent over the stallion's flesh. Soon enough, a firm slap against hir flank, and he lined things up. Sijon stood tall on his knees, and started to lean into the moist lips, spreading them around the tip eventually. It took a bit of pressure, but after a moment, the two horses were sliding against one another, and mounting in a primal fashion. "F..fuck yeah..."

Heuvadoches: Shi moaned into the bedspread, rocking hir hips up and down against the tip of his shaft as he spread hir juices across his flesh. Shi helped guide his line-up by waiting for it almost expecting the thrust. Shi gasped loudly as the feeling, as always, took her by surprise when a properly hung stallion chose to breed hir. Shi grunted as its length plowed into hir depths, tapping its flaring tip against the door of hir cervix. Hir fingernails dug into the bedcovers, scrabbling for purchase as shi cried out loud, pressing back against his deepening thrusts. Shi arched hir back and bowed hir neck, lifting up from the pillow, pressing upwards against the stallion pounding against hir. "Yesssssss," shi cried aloud.

Sijon Ambergine: The zebra slid inside in one, smooth motion. There was not a second of time to recover before another inch was sliding in, and he wasn't going to stop before every inch was buried inside of the mare's soft muff. He groaned, and leaned forward, panting into hir ear. Both of them were hilted against one another, and each beat of his heart was a little quiver of his cock inside of the sensitive cunt. Without much ado, the zebra pulled back and rocked against the mare, slapping the striped hips against the rump to knock at her cervix. "Mmn... I love being in to the hilt... mares just know how to take it..."

Heuvadoches: Hir slit became slipperier as his shaft got slicker. Wet, pheromone laden juices dribbled along the stallion's shaft and trickled down his waving ball-sack as it slapped against hir upper lips. Shi pushed back against his thrusts, thoroughly enjoying the rutting shi was being treated to. Hir breasts heaved to and fro, the nipples scraping against the soft cotton pillow case. Hir male sex rubbed against the covers, tickling and building as hir tip flared. Hir winking sped up, pulling at the zebra's shaft. "I want you to give ... it all ... mmmm ... to mmmmeeee," shi groaned out, bucking against his flesh.

Sijon Ambergine: Sijon's hips were fully seating every time, making firm and passionate slaps against the mare's presented ass. A set of hooves held onto hir hips, pulling the horse back against his cock... goodness, she was a wet little pony. Soon enough, the stallion was leaned forward over the equine, feeling in control. This was exactly what he wanted, and he was going to take advantage of it. "Mn...there's a good gal... god damn..." The zebra slowed down for a moment, not wanting a good thing to end too soon. He changed the angle of attack, lifting his hips and pushed hir ass down. Her pussy AND her horse- prostate would be pounded, in slower, harder thrusts.

Heuvadoches: His sudden slowing made hir groan again as shi squeezed hir nethers tightly against his shaft. "Nnnnnnhhh," shi cried out as his shaft pressed hard against hir. The tip first, and then the medial ring squeezed against the gland and pearly drips fell from hir shuddering tip, smearing into the bedspread. Shi collapsed back to the pillow, sliding an arm down between hir legs. Hir fingers traced along hir shaft but for a moment. Instead, shi began to rub the sensitive button of hir clit. Shi'd split hir fingers to feel along his sliding shaft, the medial ring, the leathery flesh. "Yes," shi groaned. "More."

Sijon Ambergine: Sijon was in control. Both hands were pushed down on the rump, getting it to that perfect angle. The zebra gave a groan, and felt the end starting to creep on on him. Soon, the tip of his fleash had flared out, and the wide flare was plowing through hir lovecannal at an increased rate. "Mnph... g... gonna cum soon... s...should I pull out...?" He muttered, in a voice low enough in a groan to warn her. His hips were slamming against the offered ass, making sure to leave a lasting imperession on this pony... "Mnph...soon...!"

Heuvadoches: Shi shook hir head against the pillow. "No," shi groaned, "Don't ... pull ... out." As if to emphasize the point, hir reciprocating thrusts became even more frenzied, trying to keep his flared tip inside hir, stretching hir. Shi slammed backwards, feeling it kiss the bottom of hir channel and his heavy balls slapping gently on hir thighs. Hir fingers spun in a hitching pattern against hir clit when hir body stiffened against him. A shuddering quiver began deep inside, erupting from hir waist. It writhed around his shaft as it became intensely wet. Then with a muffled cry as shi shouted into the pillow, shi came. Hir shaft pulsed, splattering the bed covers with hir semen. Ripple after quivering ripple coursed across the stallion's shaft as the studmare's sleeve gripped at his pounding rod. Mare juice sprayed from under the base of his black cock, soaking his scrotum.

Sijon Ambergine: That was the stuff. He loved it when his partner came first... and it was plastered on a lust-filled smile across his face. Nearly the moment shi gave him the permission to breed hir, he let himself go. It was animaticic and strong, a hilting that threatened to breach into hir cervix as the tip erupted in a throbbing jet of cum. It was enough, and he leaned in to make it all stay inside... but combined with the milking of it and the squirter under his hips, not all of it would stay in. Shi was a mess, mutual seeds slathering down her thighs like a mark of a good fuck., "Gawd..."

Heuvadoches: Shi collapsed forward against the stallion's bracing arms, shivering and quaking uncontrollably. Hir tongue lolled from hir mouth as shi slid forward against the pillow. Shi held him inside as long as shi could, but eventually, the frothy mess of their union ran down hir thigh in a warm rivulet. Some even splashed out as he pulled free with another wink of hir femsex. Shi gave a shuddering gasp before coming partially back to reality. "I think ... we made ... a mess," shi panted, collapsing to one side on hir hip. Hir legs twisted against the stallion as he remained between hir legs. Hir shaft was softening, retreating back into hir body. "I knew there was a reason why I liked medical students," shi giggled.

Sijon Ambergine: Sijon smirked and stood on his knees, feeling hir push back, pull away, and make a mess of his neatly made bed. The sheets were twisted, and there were less-than hidden splashes of their mating... and both sets of thighs were a mess. Sijon blushed, rolled over onto his side, and groaned... sometimes, a good rutting like that would take it out of him. "G..gah... glad I can be of assistance... I love pretty mares like you. You know how to work me..."

Heuvadoches: "I don't think that Siskel and Ebert will give a thumb to that, but I still liked the movie," shi said quietly, laying back with hir head on the zebra's chest. Shi idly traced a finger across one dark-skinned nipple, staring at the small dot of flesh. "Plenty of explosions and lots of action." Shi yawned. "You don't mind if I stay the night, do you?" shi asked sweetly.

Sijon Ambergine: He muttered, and laughed at her wrapping up of the evening. "Well, I'd be offended if you didn't..." He muttered, and tossed away the messy, cum stained comforter. "But I think this action hero might need to buckle down and fight the laundry."

Heuvadoches: "Aww," shi nickers, assisting in shoving the messy comforter to the side. "Ok, do you mind if I take a shower, while you start the laundry?" shi asks sweetly. ((TO BE CONTINUED...))