Ghemini; Speak Thy Name
As the chestnut stallion lowered his head, his nostrils flared as he captured the scent of blood emanating from the wound on her left arm.
Slipping Away
Then i see her, fur of chestnut and cloudy white, chasing her tail, as happy as canine can be... i am filled with even more regret, i face the feeling again, the loss of cherished time... please stop... i just want to slip away!
Part 1 - Field Trip
The teacher was a tall, lanky mink with chestnut fur. he was wearing tan shorts and a button-up hawaiian shirt, except he'd left the buttons undone. ray managed to sneak a few stares at the mink's soft, smooth belly and toned chest.
Welcome Home, Baby
She unclamped it and her chestnut hair spilled onto her shoulders in a straight, silky sheet. trev leaned back with his elbows on the tank and he nodded.
Just A Little Thirsty
Oh, by the way, i'm a horse, a chestnut stallion if you want to know. the humans call me chess, which will do for you. and how am i writing this you may ask? who the fuck cares, i thought you wanted to hear a sex story?
An End to All Things
In the corridor he passed a chestnut stallion he had not seen before but quickly disregarded it as he moved into the room. what he saw in the pantry he was not prepared for at all.
Introductions
His eyes, a chestnut brown colour.. i often found myself lost inside them. before blushing dark, rich chestnut colour that glistened when he looked at me, and gave me his perfect smile. his teeth; his lips. he was just, perfect.
Last Rites
Banishing the brooding thoughts, she let the sun warm her chestnut coat, caught by the nip of wind stirring ice crystals around her legs.
Commission : Butterscotch in school
Oak branch dismissed his class to lunch with a grin, he was a chestnut brown furred anthro-earth pony with a slightly toned but muscular body, his black mane was braided down the butt.
Knots & Flares: No Control (part two of two)
A chestnut stallion with a long, flowing mane who looked like he should have been on the cover of a romance novel lined up with her pussy, shooting her a winning grin.
Virtual Hanging
The screen showed a saddled chestnut stallion standing under a tree, a noose dangling above it. just looking at it started that tingling all over again. i stood there staring at it for at least two minutes. c'mon, vince, let's do this.
A Mare's Tale Chapter 1
It gave me a good view of that triangular chestnut sheath and dark fat orbs swinging lazily beneath.