Fantasy Fullfilled: The Finally
#3 of Fantasy Fulfilled
Fantasy fulfilled chapter 3 the finally
She wanted to doze off. She wanted to fall asleep. Lay herself down in euphoria where the world is a warm glow of rainbow spots. She closed her eyes and opened her ears, for there was no sound and quiet to mouse was deadly. Those primitive instincts flared up. Her senses heighted, her touch, taste, her smell; her skin froze and there deep within her belly came the fear, came the lust. Her body was turned on from head to toe. Just like her diary. She knew what was coming next. Trevor would come. "Oh god, Trevor will cum!" her excited whisper was all that was needed. She sniffed the air, savoring the thick smell of horse coating covering the air.
Sitting just above Shayla was Trevor. Leaned- back silent and still. It had only been about 30 minutes. Now, Shayla was ripe for the taking. In her fantasy she knew something was wrong. Trevor felt the rush to his loins. His cock hardened more and more as her senses rose. His spray finally wore off. His horse lust filled the air, filled her nose, with sex. He watched her cute nose sniffle, her fur stand on end, skin redden, tail twitch, and claws dig in; he smelled her pussy scent growing in the air and saw her cream glisten in the moon light as it rolled down her thighs. He heard her whisper something about come. "or was it cum," he thought. He slowly slid off the branch, landing with an audible thud that shook the ground and vibrated through Shayla's collar and frame. He towered over her. He rubbed his throbbing dick and decided that it was time to finish this game.
She shook as he landed over her. Her pussy quivered and her mouth drooled. She wanted to taste his meat. She wanted to feel it slid in her throat and coat her mouth with warm cum. She wanted him more than the day he tricked her. She didn't scream fuck because she lost, she screamed because she needed him, her body would not rest, and she spent all night with her hand on her clit wishing he would just fill her pussy. A heavy sound of unbuckling and the tell-tale sounds of a zipper and thick cloth folding into itself in front of her told her it was time. His cock was swinging just above her. She could just imagine how hard it must be, all 12 or so inches of him. He touched his balls to her nose. She felt the heat of his cock cover her face and loved the feel of his skin pulling down. Shayla stuck out her tongue as she felt the warm pre-cum ooze down her nose, over her whiskers and on her tongue. She savored his taste, its warm gooey texture and powerful musk. Trevor was a true stallion.
He only hung his cock over her long enough to measure his manhood with her face. His balls hung over her nose and his dick touching beyond the top of her face. His smell filled her nostrils and electrified her urge. Trevor drug his dick down her face leaving a trail of pre-cum. Leaking into her greedy mouth. Shayla's diary entry ended on page 101. The last lines referred to the smell of cherries and a deep feeling of satisfaction while being held. Needless to say, he and her could both fill in the missing lines.
There was a rustling and she became oddly aware of the suitcase. It had never moved but she had not even remembered it being there. A texture crackled and something came out of the box.
It was small and she caught no glimpse of it as it moved around her body. Trevor used the warming gel before. Her took a small amount and rubbed it up her asshole. He held the base of her tail high as he worked his finger in, seeking to stretch her, open her for his finger. His cock became more of a rock when he saw her pink folds winking in anticipation. Flexing and juicing while she waited on his cock.
She felt her heart fall to her throat. Her body racing and instincts taking hold. She scrambled forward on her knees. Her efforts served only to push her ass up higher. She scooted forward an inch before she felt Trevor's true grip return to her tail; yanking her body up by her tail which jolted her spine and tensed her whole body. Her weight returned to her knees. Trevor rubbed his cock. Holding his girth and wanting to touch her insides with his rod. He rolled his cock in small circles against her winking eye. Sliding just the head if his meat in and out of her pussy waiting for the right moment.
The gel began to work its magic. Her ass began to tingle and send shockwaves up her spine, her tail swatted back and forth in his grip. THIS wasn't in her diary, but she loved it. It was warm like cum but never cooled down, it made her pussy clamp down hard, her ears flatten to the back of her head. She let loose a silent scream. "Ohh, Ohhhmmmmm.." she exhaled breathlessly.
Trevor waited for her orgasm to take her, Shayla's eyes fluttered open and shut. He lined his rod up. As she lost her self in bliss, He pushed his dick head to open her hole. He felt her pussy sucking him in. In one stroke he pulled her hips back and rammed forward. He wet pussy accepting 8 inches of his dick easily. As her soft insides milked his metal shaft, Trevor broke his silence. His sound rumbled in her frame, "wheeeenheen! " He whimined into the air. Taking two steps forward he rammed another 4 inches into her. He reached his hand over her belly and felt his cock bulging out. He leaned his weight over her, sliding her tail up his body, he took the end into his mouth. He held his dick deep inside, past her cervix refusing to let the pressure up. He grabbed her collar, pulled I down to her collar and pulled back, lifting her petite frame off the ground. He held her there, the pressure of the collar on her collar bones not bothering her she hung suspended mostly from his cock. She came over and over again. She begged him, "No more daddy, please! No more, please daddy, please, ahhhhhhhhhh, oh, eeeeeeeeeeep, eep, eep, ahhh, please. She lost breath with each plea and lost more of herself. He dropped her face back into the hay. He let her tail fall out his mouth, her pussy was clamped tight around his cock. He could barely move it. Juice ran down his balls and Shayla's bound hands stretched far back trying to push his waist. He pulled half his length out. Like a plug in a dam Shayla drained and all her cum coating his dick, spraying his balls, and wetting her ass and legs arousing him further. She was sure she was spent. Her knees went weak and her head woozy. Her pussy still crammed full with his 4 inch girth.
Then he started, he let that animal instinct take over. The smell of her open sex driving him wild. He rammed his dick past her cervix; using her body as his tool. "Take this dick, Take this dick!" he growled as he smacked her ass. Shayla came hard, her muscles clenching with each thrust past her cervix. Opening and closing her womb her body was shaking. Trevor loved the massage his 13 inch monster cock was getting. Her pussy glided over his cock teasing it with his every stroke the lips of her pussy following his dick in and out. He grabbed her collar again and lifted her onto his cock. This time the collar hung around her throat choking her as he rammed all 13 inches of muscle in and out her guts. He pushed as deep as his cock would go inside her. He dropped her face down into the hay and sprayed her insides with his hot horse cum. He flexed his dick inside her pussy, letting his veins fill her with his heartbeat. She scraped the ground with her claws. Rushing away from the heat of his cum filling her pussy and mixing with her juices. A white film had already coated his dick and now her pussy seemed hot and sticky. He pulled out of her hole. It flexed several times oozing drops of his nut out before closing. Shayla slumped to the side. Her head spinning from the force with which she had been taken. He stomach and pussy spasmed involuntarily as aftershocks overtook her. Trevor shook his wet dick, slapping her ass with it, working out the last drops of cum. He watched her stomach flex several times. He looked up at him with dreamy eyes, filled with lust. She blinked a few times and fell asleep. Her deep breaths showed her fatigue. He laid a blanket over her soft fur as he lay down beside her. Her fantasy was filled and he was spent. Trevor looked up into the night sky and wondered what other fantasies she had. He knew that she did have feelings for him and her body showed it. He massaged his rod to a firm hardness and slid himself deep inside her sticky hole. His rod hardened and he felt her insides still softy squeezing his meat. He let his dick rest inside her and held her close. Her eyes rolled open and looked into his lustily. He moved his tail over her leg draping his hair down her side. They closed their eyes and fell asleep as the moon reached its peak and beamed a sole beam down onto their love-locked frame. They were both glad they made the bet.