Dapples in Moonlight
<3 --- story (c) arian mabe (amethyst mare) **dapples in moonlight** _written by arian mabe (amethyst mare)_ _ _ _ _ the dappled grey gelding tore peacefully at the long, luscious grass of the field, moonlight lighting up his ghostly form as
Unwanted Suitor
The skewbald mare loved to visit the local horse races, something about watching feral horses and mares give their all in the race always lifted her mood. giggling with a whinny and a bit of a wiggle at her exciting past time.
A Surreal Equine Tale of halloween story
The pumpkin mare and the white stallion remained locked in this fascinating mating loop.
[Commission] Too old
mare whispered. aura slapped his naked rear once more and mare grabbed it with both hands. "don't talk back to your sister." from her bag, she pulled out a diaper.
Chasing Hope
Threats came and went in the life of a horse, or even the day of a horse, but it was how one reacted to them that really made a horse. or broke them. one of the two. "and why would i not be?"
Captivating Connection: Woman, Dappled Horse, and White Mare Story
What the fuck is this stallion doing?
[Request] Blue Burst
The ocelot moaned, his cry rising in pitch as the mare unconsciously bore down on his sole kittenmaker. "i'm sorry, i'm sorry!!" he squealed, voice cracking. "you better be." the mare let go of his nutbag, pulling his shorts back up.
The Farm - 3
A powerful palomino stallion prances inside the bay. he had caught the scent of the mare in heat from some distance away and his cock had already slipped free of its sheath to bounce against the black horse's belly. "take a good look at that!"
A mother's touch 1st part
The mare gave a quick peek inside, and whistled to herself upon seeing the thick coating of brown that was plastered across the inside.
Yue: Covetous
Slipping back under the covers, the mare pressed against the stallion, inhaling his scent deeply, and soon falling to slumber. . . . . . . **the end...?**
Treating my Pet
.** **i was walking to the stables that my horse stayed in, misty, she was a white stallion and boy was she beautiful.
Freerunner
"i take it mateship is different with horses, as well," he said after a bit. "do you just ... choose a new stallion with every foal?"