Fairytale Princess, Fay.
My first submission. I am learning to touch type, and this short story is my practice. Maybe you will enjoy it more than I enjoyed typing it at a massive pace of 10 words per minute! Hopefully my typing will improve.
Once upon a time, there lived a beautiful princess pony mare. She stood 13 hands, had a long luxurious mane, a silky coat and the most beautiful rump. The attention given her rump by her human groom was innocently assumed to be dedication, rather than the lust that it was. The amount of time spent under her tail amazed Fey, grooming her butt, picking off flecks of dung, spreading her labia to clean really properly. Even giving the odd lick when something had dried, or was more difficult to scrub off. Rather amazing how gross these humans could be.
Still, it felt quite nice, and Fey would grow quite hot and bothered if the human spent a little while under there.
Today was such a day, Jerald was spending some time behind Fey. By now her tail was arched up as high as it would go, and Fey asked her pony Guard to please leave the room. They of course refused, so after cursing under her breath a little, she requested they turn around. With a little reluctance, the six geldings performed an about face, grumbling audibly.
Grinning happily, Jerald spread Fey wide and stared at a merrily winking clitoris. This mare was hot! Jerald didn't waste any time. Lowering his head, he began to circle Fay overexcited clit with his tongue while it clenched and quivered with glee. His tongue slid between the outer labia and the Mons, the texture on his tongue and lips exiting him no end, the smell intoxicating his senses. This cute little pony was becoming ready. Her passage was slowly leaking a slippery fluid. Making its way around his tongue and collecting on his chin.
Jerald began inserting digits into her elastic passage, first one finger from each hand, then two, pulling the lips apart until the walls of her passage separated with a sucking intake of air.
Fay gasped as her hot sex was suddenly engulfed in cool air, head jerking up as she let out a lust filled whinny. This perverted human was driving her all kinds of wild! Sex with the geldings had never been this entertaining. Usually a brief affair with lots of searching for the hole, followed by a quick period of thrusting, and usually minimal satisfaction for her. This was altogether different!
Jerald began slowly inserting his hand into her. Taking it easy knowing that his fist and forearm would be much thicker than a pony's. He felt Fey stiffen and her walls clench as his knuckles slid into her opening and he braced himself to stop her strong muscles forcing his hand back out again. This time Fay whimpered making Jerald nervous for the first time. One word from Fey and his life would be forfeit.
Fey didn't utter the word, and Jerald slowly continued exploring. This was Jerald's first experience with an equine and as he probed her depths, he paid great attention to how the inside of this pony felt. His right hand savoured every texture and Jerald made sure to caress everywhere he touched while his left hand squeezed and rubbed Fay's ecstatic clit.
Jerald twisted his hand as he moved deeper, looking for anywhere sensitive, exploring both the top and bottom of her slippery cunny. He noted that Fay squeaked with delight as he came in contact with a bumpy region, roughly the size of a coin, on the downward slope of her love tunnel, just deep enough that he could not see his wrist. He would return to that bumpy pleasure trove later when he had enough exploring the inside of this equine beauty.
A little further in and her tight passage opened out into a seeming cavern. Jerald opened his hand to measure the size and realized if he held his hand straight, he could spread his fingers and not even touch a side! Fey could feel him inside her uterus, his hand pressing against her bladder for a moment and his arm sending tingles along her spine as his thick forearm stretched her wider than she had ever been stretched before. She felt Jerald slowly begin thrusting his arm in and out, simulating one of the geldings penis', but OH, so much more gently, and MUCH slower!
Fey could feel something building deep inside her, unsure what it was, as mares collective knowledge of orgasms was woefully lacking. Most mares enjoyed the sensation of a stallion or gelding inside them, though the mare was rare that had ever achieved orgasm in the 30 seconds or so of frantic thrusting that it took most males to complete.
This human on the other hand... Something cataclysmic was about to take place, and Fay began to hum as her tunnel started to rhythmically contract. Jerald realised what was happening and pressed his wrist into her sensitive area as he thrust evenly in and out. This was the tipping point!
Every muscle in her back seemed to clench, and the strength of the orgasm arched Fay's back and gripped Jerald so tight, he grew concerned for several moments. Fay's massive rump muscles squeezed Jerald's hand and wrist almost painfully! A yellow pungent fluid forced its way past Jerald's arm and splashed noisily onto the floor. Mare ejaculation? Who would have guessed?
The geldings were all faced inward once more, shock evident on their faces, orders forgotten.
Slowly the sensation began to subside, and Fey let out a choked squeal. A combination of shock and pleasure. She used her strength to keep Jerald inside her a while longer, savouring the moment. This was one experience Fay was going to replicate, preferably as soon as her legs stopped shaking!