Wild Horse Whispering
A short-length commission for FA: thorsoneyja featuring rhinos and mares and sex, oh my!
This was based on a drawing by a certain artist who said NO, ABSOLUTELY NOT!!11! concerning the use of his-or-her artwork as a cover, unless I wanted to pay a $500 fee enforced by Teh Internet Police. Rather than face additional charges inferred by linking to the drawing, I'll just have to leave it to your imagination. ;c
That legal disclaimer aside (my lawyer advised I put that there), I enjoyed writing this. It's not any kind of secret that I have an obsession with mares, so getting to write about one being "broken in" is a good time for all. ;D
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Writing (C) me
Adharc (C) FA: thorsoneyja
All too often, the object of Adharc's desires was fleeting. It was a wild mare running the countryside, partaking of cool creek waters and munching overgrown prairie grass. Elegant and muscular, taut and fast, mesmerizingly patterned black and white; Adharc was in love with her. He watched from afar at his ranch, drinking her in through binoculars. She came near his property often, sometimes jumping the wooden fence to graze on his grass. Every time Adharc tried to approach, she whinnied and bolted from him.
For a rhinoceros, Adharc was a timid young man. This was the primary reason he lived out in a ranch where he could recede into the background and be by himself. He got his necessary contact during trips to the city, and he fulfilled his other needs like any other isolated bachelor. But when the mare started coming around, Adharc found his heart fluttering and his loins burning. An interest in mares on four legs had always been a shameful secret of his, an impulse he thought never to act upon for fear of being caught, but now the desire was too great to push aside. He started planning. When roused properly, Adharc could be quite severe.
Adharc sat out on his porch, peering through his binoculars and licking his chops. "Where are you, babe?" he murmured. "It's just about your time of day, I do believe."
He scanned the horizon slowly and carefully. At last, his special girl came into view. He saw her in profile chewing away at the grass and swishing her long tail. The rhino thought of how she looked almost like a cow with her black and white splotches, but no dumb bovine could be half as beautiful as she was. With a smirk, Adharc acknowledged that this mare made cowprint work.
It had taken weeks of careful observation, but Adharc had figured out which kinds of grass she loved best and which she turned her nose up to. Using apples to bait her, however, was practically cheating. Up near the ranch where the grass was shortest and he could not create a trail to herd her along, he laid crunchy red, green and yellow apples in a dotted path to the livestock pen. With a touch right out of an old cartoon, Adharc had a rope tied to the banister with which he could slam down the gate when his girl was safely inside.
The game played out over the course of two hours. The mare had no cares or obligations of her own and she grazed as she saw fit. As she crept nearer the house, Adharc went inside and watched from the windows with bated breath. Often he reached down and palmed the ever-present bulge in his jeans. It was nearly impossible to contain himself. He craved her.
Now the horse was agonizingly close to the gate. Adharc was back out on the porch, for the mare was past the house on her way to the pen. The steady crunch of apple meat in her jaws going further and further away was like music to the rhino's ears. He peered around the corner and looked at the mare from behind - where he wanted to see her most. Often her tail swished aside, giving Adharc unintended views of her great black vulva, with a puckered anus above it and swollen teats beneath. He stifled a grunt and squeezed his package needfully as if to force it into submission.
Finally the mare passed into the pen, and Adharc nearly froze. This is it, now or never, he thought, spurring himself to jerk the knot loose. The gate squealed down and smacked against the earth. The mare lurched away from it and shrieked a whinny She ran the length of the spacious pen a few times, looking for a fence low enough to jump; but the whole point of the horse pen was to be inescapable. She ran and ran, Adharc watching with a racing heart and a feeling of disbelief that his plan had gone off so smoothly.
Eventually the mare tuckered out and came to the gate where she stared out at Adharc. He found the expression almost mournful, and he petted her nose. This was a mistake: She tried to bite him, then snorted in his face.
"Hey, easy in there, easy, nobody's gonna hurt you," Adharc huffed. "The last thing I wanna do is hurt you."
Only then did Adharc realize that the mare would not immediately bend to his will, let alone present herself for sex. It therefore took several days of coaxing and feeding for the rhinoceros to be allowed to pet her snout. A day more, and he was able to enter the pen with her and fleetingly pet her athletic form. Come the end of the week, however, she was relatively docile, and at least accepting of her situation, if not her master.
That morning, Adharc stepped out and yawned. He was shirtless and still wearing his pants from the night before. Musky sweat gleamed like dew on his hide. He collected some of the fresh apples and dried hay he had stockpiled for his mare and walked to her pen where she stood snoozing. She stirred as soon as he opened the gate, but made no attempt to rush out as she had the days prior. "Good girl. See? Things aren't so bad with me," the rhino grinned. "You must be hungry."
She was, and she ate her fill of the bounty Adharc brought. As she crunched the apples and gnawed the hay, the rhinoceros walked along her powerful body, stroking all the way. Every facet thrilled him. Her muscles pulsated under his big palm and her flesh was warm and slightly damp with sweat suspended throughout the fur. Heavy musk hung around her but was at its most intense at her hind end, which was Adharc's main interest.
The rhinoceros licked his lips and brushed his fingers across the mare's genitals. She nickered very softly and took a step away, but Adharc followed and reinstated his touch. The mare did not walk off again. "Good girl," the rhino said, whispering it gently and often like a mantra with hopes his soothing tone would keep the horse calm. He parted her dark pussylips, exposing vibrant pink flesh and unleashing a burst of musk. It made Adharc shudder. He had come outside with his morning wood, and now it throbbed almost painfully in his pants.
"You just keep eating, don't mind me," he grinned, leaning in close to her hindquarters. The sheer headiness of her musky scent had become mellow to him in the days since he had trapped her, but when he pressed his snout against her erotic flesh, the sharpness of her smell was renewed. It was almost enough to get drunk on. His eyes rolled back and he clenched them shut. The mare huffed and pulled slightly away; Adharc did not humor her. He pressed his muzzle in close until the mare gave up.
After a moment more of huffing, Adharc dragged his tongue up across her vulva and the pucker of her anus. The former was impassive, but the latter clenched shyly. The rhinoceros chuckled at the sight and gave her anal entrance a gentle kiss. "What a beauty you are," he sighed then, grinding his snout against the curve of her behind.
The mare wearisomely looked back at her horned captor. It seemed evident in her gaze that she wanted only to run free. Adharc recognized the sadness in her face, but he tutted and shook his head. "You're not going anywhere, not after I went to all this trouble."
Once more, the rhino brushed his hard, thick fingers against the mare's pussylips, then he pressed the pad of his thumb against their split and penetrated her. As those sticky lips and the velvet pink flesh within enveloped his digit, a lewd smile spread across his face. He reached down and squeezed his erection. "You're tighter than I expected a mare to be, wonder if you've ever been fucked before," he murmured. "Well, more fun for me if you haven't."
Adharc pulled free his thumb but quickly replaced it with his index and middle fingers. He pushed them deep then spread them far apart, opening up her vaginal passage and freeing more pheromone-addled musk. It hit Adharc in the face with all its potency and made him shiver. "I can't get over that smell," he sighed. "I doubt you can understand me, but you really are everything I've ever wanted, you pretty thing."
Juxtaposed with his passionate language were his pumping fingers and throbbing cock. He reached down and undid his zipper. The button was too much of a hassle with only one hand, but he wore no underpants to further complicate things. His enormous gray phallus thus jutted through the gap of the fly, its veiny flesh grinding insensitively against the teeth of the zipper. Swollen to capacity as it was, its hood of foreskin was just retracted enough to reveal the glans, itself gray yet muted pink near the slit from which a runner of pre drooled.
For a moment longer, Adharc drilled the mare with his digits. When he pulled them out, he immediately sucked them. The poignant flavor of the mare's untamed snatch left him blushing and grinning. He gripped his penis and stroked it lazily as he weighed his options. "Wait right here, beautiful," he chuckled as he walked off, only to return with a weather-beaten wooden crate from a corner of the pen. He dropped it behind the mare's hind legs and stepped up on it and listened for it to crack or otherwise give way under his feet. When it held up, he smiled.
"I don't usually meet taller women," he said with a little laugh. The horse looked back at him bitterly, not understanding and not caring besides. Adharc patted her rear and pulled her tail out of the way. "Don't be such a sourpuss," he tutted. "You and I are going to be very close, I think."
The ultimate case in point was demonstrated when Adharc pressed his penis against the mare's loins and tried to enter what he had so recently tasted and fingered. But as he was poised to achieve penetration, the mare whinnied and pulled away just enough to make things difficult. Adharc grunted and wobbled on the crate, ultimately catching himself on the fence. "Gonna be troublesome, huh?" he puffed. He stepped off the crate and took a moment to do away with his jeans. Then with his taut ass naked and his sweaty balls dangling free, he approached the mare from the rear again and gently brushed his fingers across her pussylips. "Look, I'm not gonna hurt you. Just trust me on that."
Again the mare looked at Adharc with a less than believing expression, but he noted tiredness in the expression. If it was a battle of attrition, Adharc was winning. He patted her behind and rubbed the pucker of her anus firmly, though he decided against slipping in a finger. "You know," he grinned, "I'll definitely show you more affection than any stallions you'll meet. They'll just want to fuck, fuck, fuck - and sure, I'd like some of that myself, but they're not going to take the time to warm you up... Or show you how pretty you are."
Adharc sighed wistfully. He swished his tufted tail and kept rubbing the mare's erogenous flesh, and he pondered all the while. Ultimately, he thought better of turning her loose, but he craved to make good on showing her just how desirable she was. With that goal in mind, he knelt behind her (taking great personal risk regarding her hind legs) and nosed carefully into her plump teats. The nubs of her nipples were inviting to such a lascivious young man; he wrapped his rough lips around one and suckled it, and was promptly fed warm, watery milk. A moan left him and he stroked her thighs as he nursed from her body. The mare neighed uncertainly and scuffed the earth with a front hoof. It seemed inherently wrong to spurn the rhinoceros if he needed her milk, and so she held still.
Despite his lurid intentions in nursing from the mare, Adharc was fast endearing himself to her. He pulled his lips off of the teat and the dribble of milk left a spot on his chest. He dragged his tongue across the other teat but felt no urge to drink again. With his strong hands, he massaged the glands of the teats themselves and the mare again nickered, but this time in a distinctly warm manner. Adharc chuckled in good nature. "It's good to know you like having your tits played with," he said. "They're so fine, I don't think I could resist even if I wanted to."
Slowly Adharc eased off of her teats and stood again. He kissed the black lips of her snatch then dragged his tongue across them and the pucker above. With trembling digits, he spread the folds and slurped across the pinkness within. Finally something happened that Adharc thought promising: she winked. The nub of her clitoris breathed outward against the rhino's chin, and both the sensation and wet sound left him grinning naughtily. He rubbed her clit firmly, and it winked again. Adharc focused his efforts there alone and found himself able to suckle upon it in bursts. A whinny escaped the horse, sounding hot and needful now. At last Adharc was pushing her buttons.
"Mmm, good god," Adharc sighed, "I've never been this turned on by a horse. I really hope you won't balk this time." He pulled up the crate and stood up again. When he pressed against her cuntlips, she looked back at him with that mournful face of hers and he looked right back. But the horse surprised him when she shoved her ass back, and the rhinoceros let loose a groan as his meat disappeared into her swollen pussy. Her clitoris winked against his swampy balls and her vaginal passage sucked and molested his shaft in so many inviting ways.
Then and there, Adharc thought he could have orgasmed. He braced his palms on her hips and groaned with much heat. The threat of imminent, premature release slowly faded and he began rocking his hips. There was no point in subtlety when his libido cried out so strongly, and he knew that of all the creatures he might have fucked, a mare could most readily take a hard and thoughtless fucking from a rhinoceros. Gritting his teeth against the warm morning air, Adharc simply nailed his girl. He smacked his strong hips against her muscular, but generously curved ass again and again. A wet suck prevailed in the eerie stillness of the ranch air. Warm cries escaped the horse.
"Oh, good gawd, you are just everything I needed," Adharc shakily declared. He snorted sharply through his nostrils, emulating the very beast he was fucking. Grunted cries of sexual aggression passed his lips and added to the cacophonous wetness of the horse's overly wet box. Her juices caked Adharc's aching cock and balls, dripping off the latter in thick runners like drool, but her mess was like nothing next to the load Adharc had been saving for this occasion. Better than two weeks of abstention from self-abuse was more than enough time for a rhinoceros to sport overfull balls and a roaring sex drive. With every swing of his fat scrotum up against the mare's teats, Adharc felt a mild twinge of pain but a much greater one of desire. He needed to fill his new mare, and with the rapidly building pleasure he felt, he knew his release could hardly be far off.
The mare looked back again. Instead of depression, Adharc saw unbridled lust in those soulful eyes. Her tongue dangled slack and her expression at large begged for the rhino's seed. She ground back her fine ass and swished her tail across his breast to assist and entice. Anything she could do to get the handsome rhinoceros off was an effort well spent.
"Uhn, fuck's sake! You really came around, didn't you?" Adharc breathlessly asked. He could hardly believe what a success the taming had been, but he couldn't begin to pat himself on the back. Every moment had led up to this, and he wished not to spoil it by gloating. Over and over, he mashed his cock deep inside of her. Her anus quivered most invitingly but the exploration of that was something to save for another day. That sweet pink pussy wrapped taut around him was the only thing he had eyes for, eyes which quickly rolled back then clenched shut. "Uhhhn, oh--, oh, god!"
Adharc pressed flush to the mare with one final thrust. He fell across her broad back and he erupted with his climax. As his mess pervaded the mare, she fell forward with a weakened cry to greet the sudden moan which passed Adharc's craggy lips. She too was cumming, but it was like an afterthought in the wake of the sheer amount of semen which entered her body. Her own squirt was hardly noticeable but the vaginal contractions were apparent. Adharc grunted and gasped as he felt his meat being milked for every last drop, the greedy mare demanding more even as her cunt disgorged the excess down her teats and Adharc's balls. The viscous mess which bonded them was remarkable in its thoroughness.
As afterglow settled into place and both creatures puffed and moaned, Adharc stroked her back and said with a thoughtful hum, "I've been thinking of what names I could give you... I thought it might be stupid to name you before I knew if we'd get along, but," he chuckled, "seems like we do." He pulled out of her slowly, though her clenching pussy obviously wished for him to stay. Her clit continued to wink even under a thick coating of rhinoceros spunk.
Still the mare was upended, resting awkwardly on her bent forelegs to better present her hind end to her new master. Adharc admired the view and gripped her hips in greedy palms. "Goddamn, you're so perfect," he grunted in a reprisal of earlier praise. He pressed his lips against her snatch and slobbered and suckled his ejaculate out of her. His consumption of the mess was uneven and incomplete but he had no intention of cleaning her up. Merely to taste his own semen infused with the musk of a lovely mare was more than enough to complete his satisfaction. More for the sake of lewdness than to worship the mare, he kissed her snug asshole and wriggled his tongue beyond its rim for a quick swab. The mare puffed through her nostrils, and Adharc sighed, nuzzling then into her behind. "Hm... Gwen. I think I'm gonna go with that name. What do you think?"
The mare looked at her new master without much care. Her expression was yet weary, but then more than ever. If Gwen was what he wanted to call her, then so be it; she just didn't care. The rhinoceros chuckled at her expression. "As if I expected you to give me a yes or no answer. Women are always difficult. No wonder I usually just date other guys."
Adharc stretched out and sighed. He took a moment to admire his mare's well-used box, still winking, but with lessening frequency. Her needs were met, much like Adharc's were. The thought of such mutual completeness made him smile. He walked around to her front and knelt down to meet her near the ground. She looked at him thoughtfully. When he tried to smooch her on the nose, she slurped his lips, stealing away some of the mess on them. Adharc laughed at the slobbery feeling. "Well, hello to you too, beautiful," he sighed. Brushing his fingers through her mane, he said with a croon, "You're going to like it here with me, Gwen."