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I know I shouldn't have done it, but I had to have him. He just looked too cute to waste.

I had gone to a party, one that threatened to be a bit of a wild night. Some friends were having a lease end party for their house, and they had decided as they had no chance of getting their bond back, it was time to trash the joint. The crowd were going to be pretty mixed, some rough types, some college kids, hangers on and friends of friends.

My lump of a boyfriend Rafe had ditched me for the night though, and so I thought, fuck it, I'm in. Some beer, some weed, chilling with friends and meeting new people. What could go wrong?

He was what went wrong. He looked so out of it, but determined not to be. Someone's younger brother was my guess, along for the ride amongst the crew, trying hard not to stand out and appear like the lost young colt he was. Of course, it just made him stand out more for me.

Black denim jacket and carefully faded jeans, a hot t-shirt, hoofboots. Product in his mane, the bits that weren't braded into a series of ponytails, and a gold earring in his left ear, and he still had one of those livestrong bracelets on. I didn't know if it was an attempt at irony or he couldn't be stuffed taking it off. His eyes darted everywhere, hugging a stubby of beer to his chest and taking occasional swigs, trying hard to blend in but mostly keeping to the wall. Then he would sneek a peak at everyone before heading to the laundry for a sly refill.

Everyone had put their beers in ice in the huge laundry basin, and it was the height of poor form to take one that wasn't yours without asking. The naïve colt was into it anyway, and I watched him do a beer run with a huge smirk on my muzzle the whole time. God he was so cute, and so so dumb. If he got caught by the wrong guy he would end up in a world of hurt.

I have a thing for horses, and especially younger ones. I love that mix of stallion and colt, size and vulnerability. This one had it going for him, I could make out every line of his body through the clothes, and the shape of a decent sized package in his groin. It was growing a bit now, that bulge, as his eyes locked on Tiffany and Brock, two wolves I knew, basically fucking on the loungeroom floor. He couldn't keep his eyes off them, the slightest little hint of colt tongue poking into the air as he watched. That was when I decided. I had to have him.

Sauntering over casually, I managed to get close before he noticed I was there. One fingertip, lazily sliding down his forearm did the trick, and suddenly I had his complete attention. His eyes went to my face, via my tits, and I gave him a wink that made him blush. My tits are by best feature, or so I'm told. That and my ass. There are some benefits to being a cow, and good sized tits are one of them.

"Hello. We haven't met. I'm Julie."

"S...S...Seb. Hi, pleased to meet you."

"Hmmm....S...S...Seb. Short for Sebastian?"

"Um...yeah. My 'rents...kind of wish they went for something less dorky."

"Awww I think it's sweet. And you are anything but dorky sweet colt. Sexy maybe...but not dorky."

He took a big swig of beer, his eyes widening as my finger accidentally on purpose slid under his jacket. I found a large colt nipple under his t-shirt, fingertip tracing agonisingly slow circles over his nub while he whinnied and tried to back up but hit the fireplace instead.

"So Seb...who are you here with?"

"Um...Daphne. I'm her brother."

"Much younger brother I take it."

Daph was a mare who liked to live on the wild side, child of rich parents both lawyers. She had decided her only future was to be a lawyer too, or the opposite, so she became a sculptor and occasional stripper. Mumsy and dadsy were not impressed. Rafe knew Daph through some of his contacts, but I had never liked her that much. Still, can't judge the brother by his sister...at least not when he was this cute.

"Uh...yeah..."

"Tell me Seb, are you supposed to be out this late on a school night?"

"Um...well...I'm staying with Daph, and sort of blackmailed her so she would take me, so..."

I laughed then, liking the colt even more.

"Good for you then, I like an enterprising guy...it makes for a lot more fun. Tell me Seb...do you think I have nice tits?"

The sudden change caught him off guard, and he choked on his beer, coughing up a muzzlefull and burning in embarrassment. I patted his back good naturedly...and managed to take advantage of his distraction to give his package a hard squeeze, causing him to cough up again his eyes bulging. Eventually he got himself under control though.

"Uh...I mean...they're awesome. I've never been with a cow before, but holy fuck they look great. I mean...sorry, I'm probably being a shit, just looking at your tits and all, I mean you are pretty all over and...I mean, I like your personality and all and...I think I'll shut up now."

I had been watching him carefully through this heartwarming attempt at seduction, my eyebrows rising higher with each new phrase until he ran out of steam. Poor colt didn't know he had me at hello.

Now he hung his head, wondering what this hell cow was playing at, and whether he really had a shot that he had just blown. I put one hand under his chin, lifting his muzzle and looking him right in the eye.

"Sebastian...I want you. Now. Inside me. Do you understand? Nod once if you do."

His eyes were on stalks, and he emitted a short whinny before gulping and nodding once. I love it when they listen to instructions.

"Now for the most important question. Do you want me?"

Now he nodded like a bobblehead doll, his muzzle rising and falling like a demented bird pecking at his seed. His mane flew, beautiful plaits in gold to complement perfect chestnut fur. Such a sexy stud; my night was looking better already. Rafe should have come along; bad luck Rafe.

I took my conquest by the hand, leading him down the corridor to the bedrooms. The first was taken, and I had a glimpse of a hot looking threesome developing on the bed there, twin tiger guys and a female cheetah. Tempting as it was to stay, I wanted my own dose of cock, and so I pulled a reluctant Seb from the bedroom and headed for the next one.

It was empty, thank fuck, though judging from the condoms littering the floor it had been well frequented. Someone had taken the time at least to lay new sheets down, and light some scented candles by the side of the bed. The main light didn't work so my only illumination would be jasmine and lavender. Thankfully I didn't mind either.

Closing the door, I pulled colt boy into an embrace, testing out his kissing. After a hesitant start, he opened up, soft equine lips brushing over mine before his cute little tongue slithered into my muzzle and we got down to some serious muzzlefucking. He was good, and tasted minty in spite of the beer.

I decided to speed things up a bit, pulling off his jacket and t-shirt to see what I was getting. I stepped back to admire, a perfect young stallion body mine to enjoy. Broad shoulders, plenty of muscle there and cute biceps. Perfect defined pecs, though not bulky, he was still a lean one this one. Just how I liked them.

His eyes closed as we kissed again, a nice romantic touch, and I let my hands roam over his torso, drawing soft sighs when I touched him somewhere especially sensitive; nipples, flanks, bellybutton. Hie eyes opened again though when he felt me reach for his belt, undoing the buckle and popping the buttons on his jeans. Kneeling, I gave the now shaking stud a wink before pulling his jeans and boxers to the floor, removing his hoofboots before slipping the pants over them and tossing them to one side. His cock had already begun to extend, he was definitely an eager one this colt. Big dark coloured sheath, and heavy sac dangling underneath, his stallionhood poking from his sheathlips and swelling by the second as I finally reached for him, stroking his length as he gave a startled nicker and spat a glob of precum onto the floor.

"Careful cutie...I want all of that for myself."

The nodding was back, and I had to try really hard not to laugh at his callow eagerness. Instead, I gave myself something else to concentrate on, bringing my muzzle to his cock, now fully hard and swaying against his belly. His head tasted good...a little raw, a little musky, but it felt so good on my lips, and I suckled him gently while I cupped his testicles, getting a feel for those big stallion orbs. They were smaller than Rafe's, nothing quite matched a big pair of bull balls, but his cock was definitely bigger, the end in particular broad and flat. I loved that feel, the feel of stallion when he first opens my pussy with his fat head, it just works so well. Now I was going to get a really beautiful one, attached to the hottest colt I'd seen. Not bad for an average party.

His moans changed in pitched a little, getting higher, and I realised from the way his balls were clenching that my stud was close to shooting. I backed off then, leaving him whimpering, but I wanted every last drop of stallion cum inside tonight, so colt boy was going to have to wait a little.

"Patience Seb. Now...your turn to undress me."

His fumbly movements were endearing, if a little exasperating. Eventually he got my top off, then fumbled for ages before the mysteries of my bra were conquered, and he threw my best lacy black number against the wall. I always laughed at how little attention guys paid to my underwear compared to how much I spent on them. Victoria could keep her secrets...I don't think it mattered to this colt what I was wearing, as long as he could get it off as fast as possible.

Finally he managed to pull my skirt down, leaving me in lace panties. I wondered what he would do next, as he knelt before me to unhook my skirt from my hooves. I was in for a nice surprise though, as he hesitated a moment, before bending forward and pressing his muzzle against my groin, breathing deep of my scent before opening his muzzle and letting his tongue play across the surface of my nickers.

"Oh good colt!"

I loved a bit of teasing, and this was doing the trick, my pussy tingling from the closeness of his tongue, the warmth of his breath, and the occasional touch right where I wanted it, on my lips, or over my clit. Eventually I got a bit tired of it though, so I wrapped my fingers in his mane and pulled his head up to look at me.

"Enough easing colt...now lick me properly..."

He gulped and closed his eyes, like he was preparing for a race at school, and pulled my now dripping nickers down. Then he bent in again and lapped at the folds of my pussy and I was in heaven.

He was more enthusiastic than skilled, but I was so turned on it didn't matter. Once he got his fingers involved, slipping them between my lips to stroke the entrance to my quim, I was a mess, and when he brought his tongue to my swollen clit and nuzzled it didn't take long before I was captivated by a shattering orgasm, my sex spraying the poor sweet colt with a shower of pussy juice. He didn't seem to mind, blinking a couple of times before his tongue reached out to lick it all off his muzzle.

I couldn't wait now. Gripping his cock, already slick with a generous coating of pre, I pulled him to the bed, laying down on my back and guiding the shaking colt to a position between my legs. I wrapped my legs around his hips and crossed them behind his butt, drawing the youngster towards me as I held him, hands on his back. I could feel the ripple of muscles in his broad back, the strain as he propped himself over me , looking down into my face while I prepared to enter his first cow, older and more experienced than him. I wanted him to enjoy it, but mostly I just wanted him in me pronto. My pussy ached for horsecock, and aching pussy has no conscience.

He pressed, wildly, his flat flare grazing my lips but sliding up, over my clit and onto my belly. He tried again, whinnying in frustration, and I smiled at the poor colt as I gripped his cock, guiding it to my entrance and pressing my hooves on his butt. His cheeks flexed, and I felt my lips pressed in at first, then the amazing feeling of first penetration, the way they spread wider and wider under the thrust of young stallion cock. I mooed then, a lust filled wanton moo, and he slid all the way into me in one deep thrust that left me catching my breath, while my stud just lay inside me, eyes wide and muzzle open at the sheer joy of feeling his cock buried inside.

We kissed, all the way through his long withdrawl, then he humped into me slowly, a careful colt indeed. I let him take his time at first, my pussy becoming used to the feel of his big stallionhood inside, and I was enjoying it so much. He started thrusting faster, and faster, his hips rocking and his body moving like a racehorse in the last furlong, sweat dripping from his forelock onto my chest. My fingertips dug into his back, raking his muscles and urging him on. Our cries and groans became louder, and I couldn't hear the noises from next door anymore; I was surrounded by the scent and feel and sound of stallion.

"Uh...uh...uh....ohhhh!..Shiiii....Ahhhhh"

His tail flagged wildly and I felt spreading warmth as my pussy filled with colt cum, my young stud bursting after a sprint, the feelings too much for him to stop a wild climax that seemed to go on for ages. He stopped thrusting abruptly, head resting by my ear, body over mine. He didn't want to look me in the eye.

"S...sorry...I....I'm usually better than....I mean....you are so hot and...."

"Shhhhh stud. Don't worry. I can still feel you hard inside me...let's see if you have some recovery power..."

"Ok...ok...please...please don't..."

"Relax..."

I held him against me, covering up my disappointment well. I was nowhere near getting off, and the stud had left me high and dry. My pussy ached again, and I knew I needed more, but I knew I needed to mollify his shattered ego if I was to get what I wanted.

"It's ok stud, you are so beautiful. I still want you, please let me have you again?"

"Ohhhh yessss..."

My pussy muscles went to work, milking the young stud, rippling caresses the length of his horsehood. It was working, I could feel him stiffening again, the feel of hard needy stallion cock growing until he was biting my neck in arousal, his hips starting to hump away again as his length rubbed inside me.

"That's it stud...now ride your cow...."

He held me hard, fingers with a death grip on my flanks, and his hips rose and fell in a steady body quaking rhythm. It built, by easy stages, and his pistoning cock kept up its deep pleasuring ride, my pussy feeling tingly all over, the tingling building like the pace of his fucking. I was screaming now, long sighs of yes growing to a staccato plea for more as the burn inside built. His eyes had rolled back now, and he clenched them shut, his whole muzzle wrinkling with the exertion of a hard rut.

I felt the bead creak, a loud groan of protest as it accommodated a new party to our lust, and suddenly I saw the glint of a long jagged bladed knife in the low light of the candles. It flashed, just as it slid along the front of the colt's throat, resting against his skin and pressing in slightly, enough to make the skin bulge inwards.

"Should have realised you would pull a stunt like this you cow."

"Rafe! Ah..oh fuck...Rafe...no...don't..."

My lover felt it too, his eyes wide and staring in terror, ears flattened, whole body quivering against mine. He had stopped thrusting, wisely, but his cock was still hard as steel inside me. I could feel it, twitching, the stimulation enough to make me moan in heat in spite of our predicament.

"Don't what? Gut your little pony boy like a pig? What's your name pony boy? I like to know the names of the guys I kill..."

"S...S...S...Seb...please...please don't...I didn't know....honest...please!"

"Oh yeah? You didn't know hey? Didn't know my slut of a girlfriend had a boyfriend? She didn't tell you? Poor kid...she really fucked you over didn't she."

"Please!"

"Rafe...please...let him go..."

My big bull lent over the colt then, his massive body pressing Seb harder against me, the colt letting out a gasp as he felt himself sandwiched between us. It didn't look like Rafe was backing off. One massive forearm, covered in tattoos wrapped around Seb's chest, the knife pointing harmlessly into space....for now.

"Did she tell you about me Seb? No? Careless of her...see, I'm the sergeant at arms of the Outlaws bikie gang...not someone you want to cross, little pony."

"Oh fuck! Please, I didn't know, you have to believe me!"

"Hmmm....maybe I do. So, looks like you two were in mid fuck when I arrived, sorry about that. Never leave a lady hanging, kid, that's what I say. So...carry on."

I could see Rafe's face now, the broad bovine face I knew so well. Three hundred fifty pounds of uncompromising bull muscle was propped behind Seb, and the colt couldn't see the face of my boyfriend. But I could, and it made my bite my lip in a mix of terror and horniness. Rafe was angry, really angry, but there was also something else. Sheer feral lust.

"Go on colt...I said, fuck away. Finish her off...but you had better make her cum...."

The glint of menace on Rafe's muzzle made me whimper then, and I saw him move his arm slowly, the glinting blade tracing a line down the colt's back. I saw him play with Seb's tail, slicing some hairs teasingly, then the blade slipped under his tail.

"Oh God! No...please...please...no...please...please!"

"Whats wrong kid...don't like my blade against your sac? Just some incentive...to do the job well."

I felt the long horsecock give a jerk then, thickening and swelling even as his terror overtook him. I moaned, feeling that twitch, the stallion cock so good inside. Even more, I imagined the point of Rafe's knife, pressed into one big stallion testicle.....fuck it made me wet.

"I can't...I can't....oh god......no...."

"Hmm...seems you need some help to finish the job pony. Looks like this calls for a real man..."

I heard fumbling then, the sound of belt being opened, zip following. Uncertain as to what Rafe wanted, both me and Seb knew soon enough, as my massive bull mate suddenly pressed his body down onto the colt again, crushing Seb between us. His meaty paw gripped Seb's neck, pushing the colt's muzzle into the pillow, as he bent to my muzzle for a long sweet kiss.

The colt struggled then between us, his cries muffled in the pillow, and I felt his body go rigid, a high pitched scream next to my ears. Rafe was taking his penalty from the colt.

"There little pony...that's what a real man feels like."

I saw it all on Rafe's face, the long slow violation of the colt's tailhole. Seb roared and whimpered as it went on and on, my bull rocking his hips with powerful ease as he drove into the horse. Towards the end, I saw Rafe close his eyes, his face screwing up in a grimace of pleasure and effort as he drove the last inches into the struggling colt. Then he rested, panting, and bent to kiss me again.

"Ohhhh fuck so tight...such a good bitch pony...now let's see if we can finish off my slut cow between us..."

I heard the slap, hard muscle against muscle, and another cry from the colt. Then the power of Rafe's thrust drove Seb's cock deeper into me, the swollen shaft rasping against my lips, hard flat colt pubes grinding against my clit. It felt amazing, and I mooed in pleasure, the feel so new, and so erotic.

"Looks like she likes it pony...maybe your balls aren't useless after all."

Another hard slap, another groan from the colt. This time his flare blossomed and twitched deep inside me, and I cried out.

"Yeah...you like that don't you slut. Like me fucking your little pony boy don't you?"

"Ohhhh yes Rafe..."

"Hold him tight..."

I wrapped my arms around Seb's back, keeping him locked against me, and used my legs to press against his fetlocks, spreading his legs wide so my bull could fuck him deeper. He struggled a little, but not after Rafe squeezed his neck again, and he lay against me moaning and shuddering as my big bull started fucking him with hard rapid thrusts. Each new slamming entry drove the poor colt into me, my pussy throbbing at the deep feeling of being double fucked by my boyfriend, using the colt like a living dildo.

Rafe was into it now, bellowing out a stream of dirty talk and loud bovine moos as he powerfucked the colt. I just hung on, my body on fire. Each thrust crushed the colt against me, his toned chest rubbing my breasts, my nipples swollen and sensitive. His shudders and struggles increased the sensations, and his cock never left me the whole time, buried to the hilt and massaging me like never before. I could hear perverse wet suckling sounds, and realised they were the noises made by Rafe's cock ravishing a colt tailhole. I could imagine that thick bullcock spreading the colt's pucker, slamming in and driving Seb into me.

That finally did it.

My head rolled back, and Rafe bit down on my exposed neck, a roar drawn from his lips, and he hesitated a moment before slamming into the colt again, harder than before. I felt the impact, cock driven deep, the pressure of his pubic bone against my clit, and suddenly I came, waves of fire coursing through my body. I could feel Seb's cock, the beautiful stallion length in to the hilt, my pussy rippling down its length and then the colt gave a whinny and I felt him cum inside me, his heat spreading to match the fire in my cunt from an earth shattering climax.

Then a loud triumphant bellow from Rafe told me the sequence had completed, my boyfriend spewing his seed into the unlucky colt as Seb's orgasm continued to roll through him. I was still on a high when I realised no one was moving, the colt's body limp between us, though one part of him wasn't limp...he was still hard as steel.

"Nice job kid...might let you keep those balls after all."

Then I saw Rafe raise his big hand and bring it down hard against the upturned colt ass, slapping into his muscled cheek like a pistol shot and making the colt cry out.

"Still got to pay for what you did though kid..."

A rain of spanks landed on Seb, the colt crying and whimpering as I held him, secretly aroused by watching him get it from my bull. Rafe seemed to like the colt...I wondered if this might turn out for the better.

My bull rose off us then, the bed creaking as it felt the release of tension from no longer holding a massive bull, just one well fucked cow and one well fucked terrified colt. Rafe wasn't finished yet though. He wrapped one hand in the colt's mane, pulling him upright as he yelled, still wondering if the bikie bull was going to kill him. I didn't think so though; Rafe only killed if he thought the guy was a threat. It was plain he saw the colt as more of an opportunity.

"Now...you don't deserve to have your filthy pony seed in my girlfriend's cunt...and you also aren't good enough to have my seed in your tiny little ass...so its time both of you made amends by cleaning up."

"You, pony, lay on the bed, and suck out every last drop of your weak cum from her...and don't leave any, because I don't want to be tasting horse when I go down on the cow. And you Julie...get over him...you get to lick out his ass as punishment."

My face burned as he spoke, disgusted and aroused, as the whimpering colt was laid down on the bed. I wanted it though, wanted this now, I was in the grip of sex and anything went. I straddled my sweet colt, my pussy above his muzzle, and bent down to his groin.

I felt his tongue, nuzzling at my entrance, then the exquisite feel of colt tongue sliding inside me. I couldn't help crying out as his rasping tongue slid against my swollen folds, missing my clit and instead driving inside. The terrified colt was doing his best to obey, lapping at my insides, sucking out all his beautiful cum and swallowing, almost gagging, but continuing, and each new stroke brought me closer to another orgasm. Trying to make it last, I lifted his leg over my shoulder, opening up his crevice. I used a pillow to prop him higher until I could see his perfect donut, now not so perfect.

His muscled ring was swollen, and a trickle of blood and cum flowed across his taint. His ring had split a little in one place, the wound sore and needy, and I touched it gingerly as he jerked under me, but continued anyway, his moans and cries adding to my arousal as I thrust my tongue inside and for the first time tasted colt ass.

"That's it...yeah...just like that..."

I looked up to see my bull, standing there. He had only pulled down his jeans enough to fuck the colt, otherwise remaining fully clothed. His jeans were still down around his thighs, and he had his thick bull meat out, one paw wrapped around the head to masturbate slowly, lewd wet noises coming with each stroke.

He had a wide grin on his muzzle, watching us both licking out the evidence of our fuck, the poor colt's whimpers making his cock head twitch and spray precum on the floor. He looked in my eyes, and gave a big lazy wink. Then he started to undress.

I concentrated on the feeling in my pussy now, as Seb became increasingly desperate, his tongue delving deeper in search of every drop of his seed. It was a hopeless task of course, just as cleaning out his ass was. Rafe's cock had plugged him so deep there was probably bull cum at the back of his throat.

The clop of heavy bull tread came closer, and I felt my boyfriend run his hand over my back, then under my chest to fondle my breasts. They are my best feature...and the one he likes the most.

"Lets see how you two have done..."

His fingers left me then, reaching for the damaged pucker in front of my muzzle. Roughly he slammed two fingers into Seb's twitching tailohole, writhing around inside before pulling out and bringing them to his muzzle.

"Hmmm....can still taste bull. What about you..."

I cried out, feeling those rough fingers now sliding into my snatch, wriggling carelessly as he mooed an evil moo, touching deep....and then suddenly pulling out.

"As I thought...horse. I can still taste horse...nothing else for it. I'm going to have to help."

My head bowed over Seb's groin, his cock still hard and dripping , I felt my bull on the bed again, this time kneeling behind me. His hand gripped my tail, pulling it roughly to one side...then I felt his cock against my lips. Before I had time to prepare, he thrust, filling me to the brim with bull meat as I mooed out my pleasure.

Rafe fucked me hard, a wild punishing fuck, pistoning in deep and uncaring, just as I liked it most when I had cum lots. I was taking it well, body on fire when I felt a new sensation that tipped me over the edge...the colt was lapping at my lips, suckling my folds as well as the cylinder of bull flesh filling me over and over. I could feel his cum, forced out of me by the power of Rafe's fucking, dripping out of my lips...and the colt was lapping it all up, like the good pony slut he was becoming.

Then he started nuzzling my clit.

I kept on cumming, one climax receding to be replaced by the next, all the while my stud colt lapping at my pussy, until finally Rafe couldn't hold on and he grunted out his orgasm, spraying my insides with his thick bull milk. I felt it leaking out round his cock, and Seb kept on licking, now feasting on Rafe's musky seed while I spread his sore tailhole with my fingers and ate out his ass.

We collapsed together, panting, a pile of sweat and cum and musk and pussy fluids, just recovering.

"Hey! What the fuck are you lot up to? Give it a rest why don't you?"

"I'll say this once...fuck off or call an ambulance...those are your choices" grunted my bull.

The voice didn't return.

After that I sat on Seb's face, putting his tongue to good use again, while I held his fetlocks back against my chest, the colt opened up and spread wide. Rafe knelt between his legs, sitting back, and slowly slid into the colt's tailhole, while I watched, and he fucked him with surprisingly gentle ease for an age, all the while jacking the poor horse and squeezing his sac hard whenever he got close to orgasm.

After an hour, my bull took pity and unloaded into the stud, finally letting the poor colt have his release, and he jacked Seb until he shot all over himself, lines of white stud cream coating his chest and belly, until he lay there spent and lost. I ran my fingers through the puddles of spoo, working them into his coat before licking up a large drop and savouring the taste. Rafe was wrong, it did taste good.

That was the first time for the three of us, but not the last. Rafe pulled his knife again, and told the colt he had two choices; come around to our place whenever he ordered it, or Rafe would get his gang mates to come for the colt and take him back to the clubhouse for a gangbang. The colt agreed, readily, to the first option. I knew he was hooked though; on my pussy, and on Rafe's cock.

Now we fuck all the time, the perfect threesome. Rafe made some special toys for Seb; a cockring for when he is with us, a cage for when he isn't, and a beautiful leather collar. He isnt allowed out of his cockcage unless he is with us, even to jack off, so the poor young stud is extra nedy when he sees us. He is a member of the gang now, and rides his own bike, only a Cagiva, but pretty hot. And I don't stray any more; I have my bull, and I have our stud colt pony slave, and I don't need any more.

Daphne did come and see me one time though, and I was dreading what she might say. Turns out she had come to thank me for turning her little brother into less of a stuck up prat; apparently he had changed out of all recognition, and she thought he was kind of cool and interesting now for a younger brother. She even got him to take her out on his bike.

Maybe one day I will let her know what we actually did. Actually, thinking of how hot that mare looks, maybe one day I will invite her to join us. Rafe likes some mare pussy almost as much as colt tailhole, and Ive always wanted to sit on her cute muzzle. Her brother could show her how; but that will be another story.