{"sf1_id":949666,"sf2_id":null,"title":"Nature","author":"Ripper Equidae","words":1008,"posted_at":"2015-12-30T19:51:00.000Z","tags":["Equine","Feral","Horse","M/solo","Zebra","Zoophilia"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/949666-nature","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/view/949666","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=949666\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"A quickie on the very controversial topic and my own view/stance on zoophilia/bestiality. If I missed any obvious tags, feel free to add them.","content":"\nNature is pretty ain't it? Pretty gruesome at times too, but\nstill beautiful.\nThrough all the seasons there's some form of beauty to be\nfound. Whether it be the way sun shimmers over a meadow in summer, the many\ncolours and gentle spiralling and falling of leaves through autumn, the\nperfection of ice crystals in snow of winter or the birth of new life springing\nforth in...spring.\nOf course, I'm typing this on the rainiest and windiest day\nEVER and it's horrible outside but hey, at least the plants are enjoying\nthemselves right?\nSometimes though, folks can like nature an awful lot. I\nmyself love being outdoors and heading for a Geocache that happens to be nearby\nwhere I'm going. Fresh air is always nice, mud is kinda fun to squelch through\n(sometimes) and even if it rains so long as it isn't dreadfully cold and windy\nI'm usually OK.\nOn a summer's day with the sun shining, it's nice to head\nout for a bit of a wander. The cache I'm looking for today is called\n\"Frolicking Equines - A Midsummer Night's Dream\". I've walked down a mixed\ndirt/gravel path in my loose shorts and t-shirt, glasses propped up on my\nforehead as I look at my phone while it tries to work out exactly how many\nmetres I am. I bring up the clue again just to be sure:\n\"Stop a while and gaze at the natural beauty of life before\nyou.\"\nI've reached a piece of nice, new, wooden fence and pause,\nmy phone now says to head immediately to my left into the field the other side\nof the fence. No...wait...I'm right on top of it! Giving a quick glance around I\nwait for a passing family of wolves to head by, nonchalantly leaning on the\nfence and taking in the view of the fells in the distance and the small area of\nforest to the left of this meadow. Two of the three horses in this field stop their\ngrazing and look at me curiously, I smirk and give them a little wave.\nThoroughbreds...or something similar by the look of them. They're mighty fine\nspecimens whatever they are and I can't help but shift slightly as I look on.\nYou see, I'm one of those 'nature' folks. By nature I mean,\nI like animals alright? Yes, sexually. Before you say anything, I wouldn't dare hurt an animal to satisfy myself\nor indeed, even do something with a feral being. I appreciate their natural\nform, their refined finesse for what it is and how it has come to be. I can't\nhelp it that it's just so...beautiful...\nOne of the horses starts to head over and I keep my gaze\nlow, it stops a few feet away and huffs trying to catch my scent. Easy enough\nwith the breeze heading downwind toward him from me...oh yes, it's definitely at him. He's a lovely dark,\nrich bay. The kind of colour that looks almost black but is juuuust off, how\nhandsome he is. His muscles ripple subtly as he plods forward, ears alert and\nattentive and his goat shining in the sun. Obviously well looked after, perhaps\nan eventing horse or stud material. Mmm, stud.\nHe looks on curiously, as if trying to work out exactly what\nI am and why, to the wonderful grass gods, do I smell kind of aroused? Slowly I\nreach out with my palm flat and out-stretched, his ears flick and neck bobs as\nif he were to run away but then slowly he comes closer and closer. I watch him\nquietly and when he pauses again, I switch hands to offer the other out in\npeace.\n\"Hey big guy.\" I offer, wiggling my fingers to get his\nattention. He's so close now I can feel the hot breath on my hands but he's\njust out of petting range. His nose is just in petting range now and I gently\nstroke over it. Realising from this I must be friendly he completes his journey\nto the fence and sticks his nose over, looking at me with that \"Hello, who are\nyou? I don't really care but pet me?\" face.\nSo I oblige, the rush of petting such an amazing feral\nstallion making my heart flutter. I'm a sucker for the prettyboys alright? I\nstroke his nose, bridge of said nose and reach up with my other hand for his\nneck. I feel how soft and silky his hair is, pick up the rich, sweet scent of\nhaylage and lightly sweating stallion...ohhh fuck. I may have to take a break\nbefore heading back onto the path.\n\"Man you have better hair than me.\" I chuckle and pat his\nneck a couple times, he just nudges my other hand and expects further nose\nrubs. I can't help but look down his stocky chest, barrelling abdomen and of\ncourse between his legs...ohhh baby. It all just...hangs there. It'd be difficult for anyone to say that it isn't\namazing to look at, sexually or not.\nThough I should probably get going, petting for too long\ntends to make other folk come over and of course, I don't want to be caught by\nthis boy's owner with such a large bulge in my pants.\n\"I gotta go boy...geocaches to find.\" I think I see a glimmer\nof sadness for a moment, then he turns tail and bolts off back to his friends.\nI smile and nod, giving a little wave before turning my attention to a small\nhole in the fence I'd not noticed before. Part of the post that this horse had\ncome right up to has been drilled out and inside...is a small screw-shut capsule.\nThe geocache!\nI grin and eagerly open it up, grabbing my pen and unfurling\nthe small, tattered piece of paper before leaving my Geocache username and\ntoday's date. There's a note on the very front of the paper that I read before\nputting it back.\n\"Well done for taking in nature's beauty.\"\nYou sir, are most very welcome.\n"}