Temptations With Horses // Part 1
Disclaimer (Forgot This) // This story contains sexual acts between humans and horses, and should not be read if you are under 18 or 21, whatever the legal age is in your area. If bestality upsets you, please don't continue reading. I'm not sure if I am making this into a series or not, it depends on the comments I get from it =)
Jenny wiped a bead of sweat that dribbled down her face as she pushed a wheel barrow full of horse manure towards the back of the barn. It was a hot summer day in the middle of June, and the workload was getting harder as her family's Warmblood breeding barn became more and more active. She gave a small wave to Ray, a stable hand about Jenny's age, while he was working one of their prized stallions on the longe line in a round pen.
Jenny was your typical, average, 18 year old girl, with straight brown hair and pretty blue eyes. She'd been living on the family farm since she was born, and had been around horses for just as long. Ray had come into their lives shortly after he began high school, when he was a scraggly, lanky kid with glasses. Boy, that had changed. Jenny watched as the little Ray, who was a year older than her, grow into himself over the years to own the fine, lean body he did now. And it hadn't gone unnoticed on Jenny's part. She'd always liked him from the start, but he was simply irresistable to her now, with wavy brown hair and stunning forest green eyes. He was one of those guys that you knew you had no chance with during High School.
Focusing back on her work, Jenny dumped the wheel barrow and brought it back into the stallion barn, where she'd just finished her evening chores. Putting away the rest of the tack that was lying around, and sweeping up the remaining pieces of hay left on the ground, she stood back and admired her work after grabbing a Coke from the tack room fridge.
She made her way up the barn aisle, making one more once - over to all the stalls to make sure everyone had their feed. She was at the last stall of a fine, pure black Irish Draught stallion named 'Mangle', who was the champion of various international jumper competitions, when she stopped, leaning over the stall. It would've been hard not to notice the near - draft horse's long erection which protruded from a bulging shaft.
Being on a breeding farm, it wasn't like Jenny hadn't seen a good bit of horse cock in her day. Just, not this guy's yet. His sleek handle was at full attention, long and throbbing, just begging for release. The stallion was restless, throwing his head and giving mini rears every once in awhile, though there was no apparent reason for his sudden hornyness.
It wasn't the first time she'd thought about what it would be like to have one of those inside her. She folded her arms across the stall door, watching Mangle as he began to calm down, his hard piece of flesh becoming limp. She sighed, imaging going in the stall and sucking it back to being a rock. She looked around her, the only sounds in the air were the ones of the other stallions munching happily on their hay. Before she knew it, her hand was moving towards the stall latch, slowly. Her breathing became fast and deep. Was she really going to do this?
Her thoughts were cut off as she heard the clopping of hooves enter the barn. Her head shot up, her blue eyes meeting with Ray's who was leading in the stallion he'd been working with. She'd forgotten about him ...
"Hey Jenny." Ray said, smiling. His smile dropped as he noticed her quick breathing and apparent guilt on her face, "Jenny? Are you okay?" He asked, taking a step towards her. The sudden interruption had frightened her so badly, she had put a hand over her chest.
"Yes, yes. I'm fine ... I was just ... finishing chores." She smiled quickly and brushed past him and Steven, the horse. "Goodnight, Ray." She said, now running out of the barn. What had she been thinking? What if Ray had walked into the barn with Mangle's cock halfway down her throat? She and Ray had become amazing friends, she wasn't about to send that all down the drain with one awkward moment.
Back at the barn, Ray stood baffled at Jenny's anti-social behavior, which wasn't like her at all. He shook it off. Why had she been standing by Mangle's stall? She would have mentioned if something was wrong ... Jay quickly lead Steven into his stall, slipping off the halter and closing the door. He walked over to Mangle's stall, reaching out his hand to the stallion whose head was right near the bars of the stall door. He furrowed his brow. What was with ...
And he stopped, his eye catching the dangling, nearly two foot long usually unseen piece of Mangle hanging from his underside. Ray grabbed the railing, leaning back slightly, eyebrows raised. Was that what had interested Jenny so much? A sudden image of Jenny and Mangle flashed in his mind, a quick gasp of air was taken as he realized just that was getting him turned on. Shaking his head, he jogged out of the barn, closed the door and stepped into his car, driving a bit more quickly than usual to get home for some, 'unfinished business'.
The next day was somewhat awkward from the night before. After Jenny had woken up at around 5:30 to start morning chores, she came downstairs to see Ray standing in the kitchen, sifting through their fridge for a morning snack. Hearing her, he looked up and smiled. Even in the morning Jenny seemed so lucious and pretty, with her hair thrown up in a messy bun and make up quickly brushed on.
"Hi Jenny. Want some breakfast?" Ray asked, holding up a piece of toast in his hand. Jenny shook her head.
"N - no thanks Ray. I'm good." She smiled, and pushed a lock of her hair behind one ear. A moment of silence fell between the two, and Jenny had a good idea that Ray knew what she had been looking at the night before. "I'm gonna go start chores, okay?" She spoke, breaking the silence. She threw on her jacket and boots, and made her way out the door.
"Ray! I'm going to the mall with Chrissy. I'll be back around five o'clock. Mom and Dad are gone for the weekend, so you're in charge until I get back, okay?" Jenny called out down the Mare's barn aisle, where she knew Ray was working. Last night and this morning's strange silence between them had worn off. Ray stepped out of a stall, brushing shavings from his jeans.
"Alright, let me know when you get back, okay?" He said. She nodded, and disapeared from the barn doorway. He listened as she heard a car door slam shut and the crunch of gravel as the two girls made their way out of the barn. It was only about four in the afternoon, so Ray had an hour to finish up chores. Yawning, he made his way into the next stall to muck out. Inside was a small horse named Gypsy. She stood at about 15 hands. As Ray bent down to shovel up the first pile of shavings, he stood upright to come face - to - face with Gypsy's rump as she stood eating her hay.
"That's attractive, Gypsy." He said, rolling his eyes. He lay his hand on her hindquarter to push her over when he stopped. She had moved her tail aside to reveal her moist sex, red and winking at him, just tempting him to take her. The mare was obviously in heat. She snorted gently, turning her head to stare at him for a moment, but then went back to eating. He swallowed a lump in his throat as the bulge in his pants grew as it had last night, the distinct scent of the mare wafting to Ray from him being less than a foot away. Jenny's words rang in his mind. Five? He looked at his watch. 4:10. He bit his lip. It was so wrong yet ... his cock was now pressing painfully against his jeans. He took a deep breath. It was only once, right?
He moved the shovel and wheel barrow to the side of the stall, quickly running out to get a milk crate they used as a small table in the tackroom. It was a perfect height. He re - entered the stall, unbuttoning his pants with one hand, fumbling with the zipper. Man, he was horny, but then again he'd never had a hot, wet, mare cunt shoved in his face before. He breathing increased rapidly as he placed the milk crate near Gypsy's hind legs, slipping a halter over her face and tying it tightly to the hay manger.
"Alright, Gypsy, here goes nothing." He whispered. He stepped up, patting her rump to let her know she was there. She rolled her eyes back to look at him, but returned to her eating as she had done before. He dropped his pants to around his thighs, his 7 and a half inches of thick penis now protruding near the mares vagina.
He took it into his hand, rubbing it gently, squeezing around the tip. He felt his length throb beneath his fingertips. How badly he wanted to shove himself inside this tiny mare ... a glob of precum began streaming from the tip, moistening his hard - as - a - rock dick with natural lube. He panted with pleasure, knowing that if barely touching himself made him pre ...
He positioned his cock head right at the lips of the mare's pussy, still just as read, and just as winking. He could feel the heat penetrating her skin. He bucked forward gently, still having second thoughts, but his lower half telling him to go. The mare gave a gentle whinny, now very much interested in Ray. Her ears were perked as she flung her tail fully across her back, giving him a look that said, 'Take me!' That was it, he couldn't wait any longer.
He thrust his rod into the mare, a slight gasp given. Ooh, it was so damn hot! He let himself rest for a moment, before pulling a few inches back out, his penis now covered in sticky strings of mare juice. She was obviously in the peak of her season. The mare snorted, taking a step backwards, wondering why he was thrusting like crazy like a stallion would. He needed no more encouragement.
Ray rapped his hands around the mare's flanks, leaning his head against her rump. He gripped onto her as he bucked his hips into the mare's silky smooth caverns, a thick squelching noise emitting her wet sex with each pump. Her vaginal lips spread to encompass his dick each time he pulled out and thrust back in, a quick, smooth rhythm forming to his motions. His pants grew with each move, the mare throwing her head lightly in what was obvious fulfillment. Her muscles grabbed his penis and rippled around it, as if it milking it for all it was worth. His ecstasy gew, her tight channel's soft tissue made a feeling like no other. Over and over he pummeled the pony mare's cunt till his front side was soaked with her feminine nectar.
He could feel himself nearing his climax. He gave a long groan as he thrust one last time into her, releasing his hot seed into her womb. His body tensed, his fingers gripping to the mare's skin "Ooh ..." He moaned, his rod spitting out the last of it's cum into the mare. His body slumped across Gypsy's back, who had returned to eating, his forehead covered in sweat from his experience. "Ooh man Gypsy, that was good, that was good ..." He said, lifting himself up. He gave a pat to her round ass as he spoke.
"What was that, Ray? I'm home early not much going on in the ..." She stopped midsentence. She'd walked over to where she'd heard Ray speak. It took her a few seconds to realize what was going on. Ray, his pants down, Gypsy tied up and his front soaked. Added on, Jenny had now gotten a full view of Ray's cock.
"Ray ..." Jenny began.
"No, Jenny, please don't tell anyone!" Ray pleaded with her. This farm was his life - if he were fired, he'd have nowhere else to go. "Jenny, she was in heat, I couldn't help it ... I needed to ... please don't tell!" He rambled on. Another silence fell between them, and Jenny burst out laughing.
"Ray!? Are you really that desperate for a girl?" She couldn't help it. To see one of her best friends standing there and knowing he'd just fucked one of their mares ... Ray! The one guy in their high school who could get laid every night if he wanted to had chosen a horse as his play toy.
"I'm sorry, Ray, but, it's just so ironic." She said, smiling, turning away to allow him to pull himself together. Taking up the chance, he pulled up his pants and untied Gypsy from the stall. He picked up the milk crate and walked out, still completely shocked his best friend had walked in on him ... and a horse.
"I'm serious, Jenny, I can't get fired. Please, as one of my closest friends, please don't tell?"
He looked at her, his hand reaching out to her shoulder and giving it a light squeeze for emphasis of his statement. Jenny let her gaze carry to where his hand rested. Taking in a shakey breath, she nodded.
"I won't Ray, I wouldn't do that to you." She said quietly.
Ray nodded, his face flushed from embarrasment at the whole episode. He needed sleep.
"Look, Jenny, I'm sorry about this. All of it. We'll talk it over in the morning, okay?" He said, more as a statement that a question. He gave her shoulder one last squeeze, and strode out the door.