Subject: Sex With a Horse (beast)
Written by: Sarah Cuccio <mommystripper@yahoo.com>
Posted by: Kelly <pghkelly@yahoo.com>
Sent: August 1, 2007
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Well, as I told you previously, I had a request to tell one of my "fans" about
my first time doing it with a horse, and the first time I did it with a dog.
After giving it much thought, I decided to give it a try. I have found out the
hard way that it is MUCH easier to relate things that happened recently as
opposed to things that took place years ago. I warn you, I might not be
100% accurate in my retelling of things but I will try to be as accurate as
my memory allows.
Now...where do I begin. I guess, I will start by saying that having sex with
a horse is definitely different. I can't really say I'd ever do it again, but
I can't really say I wouldn't because I would DEFINITELY consider it. It was
a very enjoyable, very sexually pleasurable experience, despite the fact
that my friend and I were drunk as skunks when we did it.
Wow! After counting the years, I didn't realize it was this long ago. Seven
years ago, Amy (the girl I work with) who became one of my best friends and
sometimes "partner in crime" went with me to spend the weekend at my
grandmother's house before she died. My grandmother (on my dad's side) knew I
danced at a titty-bar working my way through college on my way to my Master's
Degree. She was a wonderful, supportive old woman and we loved each other very
much (just like my dad). In fact, she sometimes told me how proud she was that
I was able to support my family (since my ex was such a loser). She lived on a
farm near the edge of town. We called it a farm even though it wasn't really
anymore.
When my dad grew up there, it was a rural area several miles outside of town
and surrounded by open fields and thick trees. They had about 70 acres of land
at the time, but little by little, as times got tough for them, and as the city
expanded and swallowed up the surrounding area, they sold off bits and
pieces of it until they only had a little over 9 acres left, surrounded by new
residential subdivisions and convenience stores and malls. All the old
beautiful old trees probably 100 years old or more were cut down only to be
replaced by saplings in the newly landscaped lawns of the quickly-thrown-
together new homes with "FOR SALE" signs in front of them.
My grandmother's place was one of the last bastions of a better life. We still
had several acres which remain thickly wooded and even though she still had a
large vegetable garden, the fields which once produced crops were now growing
tall grass and weeds which the 4 horses she still had fed off of. There was
still the barn (with a silo which was no longer used) which was partitioned off
with stalls for the horses. It wasn't far from the house which still had
beautiful shady trees keeping the house cool in the summer.
Even though my family no longer owns the place, I am thankful that even 7 years
later it still remains pretty much the same as it was except for a swimming pool
that replaced the large pond. The new owners were friends of the family and
realized how much the place meant to us which is one reason why my uncle agreed
to sell it to them.
Anyway, Amy and I decided to go skinny-dipping in the pond one afternoon while
my grandmother took a nap. We took a six-pack of beer, a bottle of Cuervo gold,
a blanket, some towels and some sun screen. We laid out in the sun, rubbing
lotion on each other's back and began drinking as we laid in the sun near the
sandy edge of the pond, enjoying the feeling as our naked bodies began to
glisten with beads of perspiration.
Two of grammy's horses were grazing nearby and slowly made their way to the
shady end of the pond to get a drink as we watched them, and when they were
finished they moved on but not too far away. I decided the water looked cool
and decided to go ahead and jump in, calling to Amy to get in, playfully
splashing her. She was indignant at being splashed and came into the water to
splash me back. We played and romped for awhile until we both seemed to have
the same idea and looking into one another's eyes we each reached out a hand
toward the other grabbing the other's finger tips and moved closer until we were
holding both hands. We kissed and I moved one hand around her waist, pulling
her closer to me and kissed deeper. Her hands slid down around me, cupping my
bottom and I slipped my hand between her soft warm thighs. To this day, I
remember the smell of her sweat mingled with the sunscreen and the smell of the
field. We couldn't be seen but we instinctively moved to deeper water anyway
just to be sure and we kissed and caressed one another to a wonderful, gentle
orgasm and clung to one another closely in the cool water, our heads on one
another's shoulders. Now that I had cum, I was beginning to feel the alcohol we
had consumed and was feeling very lightheaded and dizzy...very playful.
I looked and saw grammy's horses still grazing nearby and asked Amy if she
wanted to go riding. I have ridden horses since I was a little girland told
Amy, "Come on" running out of the water and approaching Clyde (I can't remember
what the other horses name was). I talked soothingly to it for awhile and
stroked his strong neck and shoulders with my hand, before grabbing its neck and
swinging my leg over (yes, I can ride bareback, thank you very much). I dug my
heels in slightly and we began casually striding around the edge of the pond.
Amy was watching in fascination but little did I know at the time that she
already had some previous experience with horses and not just riding them.
Wanting to show off a bit, I dug in again with my heels and we began slowly
trotting as I leaned forward to hold on to his neck. I had ridden bareback
before, but never "bare". Feeling his broad strong back between my legs,
forcing them apart widely felt nice and the fact that my naked pussy was pressed
snugly, directly on his hairy back only accentuated the nice sexual feeling I
was having.
I let Clyde slow down a bit and brought him to a halt, asking Amy if she wanted
to ride too. She hesitated because she had only ridden with a saddle before,
but I scooted forward and leaned over to take her arm and told her to swing up.
After a few awkward failed giggling attempts, she succeeded in swinging her leg
up behind me and held on tight to my waist. Her cool damp body felt nice
against my back as she spooned behind me. Having such a nice buzz, I decided to
do something crazy and I made Clyde take off. Amy was yelling, holding on tight
as I leaned forward clinging for dear life to Clyde's neck, laughing louder, the
louder Amy yelled. I took pity and we slowed down a bit to a trot and Amy's
screams turned to a reluctant laugh and finally she was silent as I felt her
hold me tighter and buried her face into my neck and moan. I heard her moan and
then shudder, saying "oh god yes!" The bouncing of the horse against her bare
pussy brought her to an orgasm. To be honest, I wasn't too far from one
myself, feeling the jolting of my pubic bone against Clyde's undulating
shoulders. I directed him toward the water and we slowly waded in, on his back.
I leaned back into her arms as she reached around to cup and caress my breasts.
I turned my head around to give her an awkward kiss as the horse lowered his
head to get a drink. In the process, Amy slid off his rump and landed in the
water with a huge splash. I sat their laughing at her and decided to slip into
the water myself next to her. We splashed each other and played in the water
for awhile. "Did it feel good against your pussy, riding him like that?" I
asked, already knowing the answer. She told me, "I am so goddamned horny right
now! I need a cock in me bad". I smiled and teased her, "There's Clyde".
"Wanna fuck him?" she asked me. Like I said, at this point I never knew she
already had before.
Amy, despite being pretty wild, is pretty shy about her wild side, not liking to
admit some of the crazy shit she has done. She'll do crazy things but likes to
pretend she is all straight laced. I think it embarrasses her revealing her
kinkier side and doesn't like people to think she is some kind of pervert.
Being drunk though, and feeling she might have a cohort to join in with her who
approved of such things, I think she wanted to "test the waters" to see if I'd
join in. I'm not so naive to know at the time, that some people do actually
fuck horses. Hell, I had already had sex with a dog, myself. I didn't think
she was serious though, but flirted back with her. Looking back at it though, I
think I might have subconsciously really wanted to. I told her, "I'm so horny
right now I could fuck anything". "Why don't you?" she said, "I'd love to see
it". I splashed her with water and playfully started wrestling with her,
letting my hands move to her breasts and reaching forward to kiss her. After
our lips parted, she looked into my eyes and very seriously, quietly said, "Why
don't you?".
"What?" I asked. "Fuck your horse" she said. I kissed her again, still
thinking she was joking and we kissed deeply, her tongue sliding into my mouth.
We pulled away and looked at each other. "Well?" I just stood there in her
arms looking at her with my mouth open, not saying a word. "Chicken?" she
challenged, grinning at me and moving in and kissed me. "I will if you will"
she added. I could feel my pussy soaking wet and warm, and I knew it wasn't
pond water. I was so horny. She moved her hand between my legs and slipped her
finer inside me. I felt my knees buckle as I swooned. "So! How about it? Do you
want to?" she asked and slipped another finger inside of me, swirling it around.
"You go first" I surrendered.
She began stroking his rump and his powerful hips with one hand as I stood next
to her, my hand around her tiny waist and resting on her hip. She kissed me on
the lips and then turned to the matter at hand. Continuing to stroke his rump,
she caressed his side, slowly moving to his and then slipping under and moving
back. It looked like she could have been making love to a man, performing
foreplay.
She reached up to gently grab the wrinkled fleshy mass that was his foreskin and
moved her fingers around until she had grabbed his cock. She began squeezing
her hand rhythmically until it started to grow. The horse bobbed his head up
and down and I laughed, thinking to myself that it looked like he was saying
"Yes, I like that". I watched in amazement as the head began to push its way
out of the thick foreskin and it grew before my eyes. As many times as I had
been around horses, I had never seen one with his penis erect. I had always
heard how big a horse was but I couldn't believe my eyes and I began to have my
doubts about this. But it looked so good and my pussy was so wet. I always
expected it to be a big dark bologna-like sausage, but even though it was thick,
it had to be as thick as a beer bottle, it looked slender compared to its
length. It had a huge cap on the end, with a ridge more pronounced than that of
any man I have ever seen. It was flesh colored too which surprised me, with tan
spots on it. I head Amy moan as she began stroking its length with her fist,
stopping periodically to squeeze it. The horse, much to my surprise was
standing relatively still and quietly, whinnying or snorting occasionally and
turning his big head around to look at what these two drunk girls were doing to
him that felt so damned good. He bumped his nose against my breast in the
process and I had my first big concern about his strength since it was strong
enough to gently knock me backward and I realized how easily he could
"manhandle" me if he wanted.
Amy was lost in what she was doing and I head her moaning, her eyes sleepy
little slits. She seemed to remember I was standing there and smiled dreamily
at me. "Here, you do it too" she said, shortening her strokes to allow room for
my hand to join hers, but refusing to take her own hand off in the meantime.
Until you have grabbed one yourself, there is nothing like the feeling of power
surging through your hand when you grab onto a horses cock. It feels like
grabbing hold of a throbbing thick muscle. It feels alive. Words fail me as I
try to describe exactly what went through my mind as I grabbed it and I knew at
once I had to have it inside me. My heart was pounding and I was overwhelmed
with lust like I never knew before. The incredible taboo nature of what I was
about to do, so completely perverse and nasty and unnatural. My pussy was
tingling and almost dripping from its moisture. My other hand let go of Amy's
waist and slid between my own legs as I squatted a bit to spread my legs and
reach into myself. Amy seemed to be moved to action by my movements and
squatted next to Clyde taking his penis into her mouth and sucking on his head
as she continued to stroke. I didn't want to relinquish my hold of him but her
position crowded me away and I watched as she milked his massive member into her
mouth. She greedily and hungrily devoured as much as she could (which was
almost nothing but it wasn't for lack of trying). She gagged and I could see
long strings of saliva pouring from the corners of her mouth. I squatted next
to her and watched from my knees as she tried in vain to deep throat this beast.
I had shared men (and women) with Amy before so I have seen her give a blow job
before, but it was nothing compared to this.
I watched mesmerized as I continued to play with myself, watching her stroke his
cock with both hands, twisting her hands opposite one another as she stroked.
Clyde started to take a step and almost knocked us over, but I placed my hand on
his flank and steadied him. He turned his giant head again to watch us, nodding
it and snorted his great flared nostrils. I had grown tired of watching and my
incredible lust drove me to take action. "My turn" I said, and struggled to
take Clyde's pole from Amy's fists. I mimicked her moves, stroking and twisting
him in my hands. Turning to kiss her, it was sloppy and smelled strong but not
as bad as dog smell, but definitely animal. A string of saliva still connected
Clyde o Amy and it clung to my own cheek and snapped. I was mere inches away
from his cock, looking at it hungrily as I stroked, inspecting it, admiring t,
feeling its strength and power in my hands. I remember thinking I was about to
cross another line I could never go back across and decided it was now or never.
Without any further hesitation, I went down on Clyde and began sucking, swirling
my tongue as best as I could with the little room left in my mouth that I had to
move it around. I almost immediately gagged, it was so huge and my jaws felt
like they were about to split apart. The world disappeared as I was lost in
lust. Lost in the feeling of Clyde's strength. I was scared but I couldn't
bring myself to stop. It was like I was high on the fear. The monstrous animal
could easily injure or kill either one of us and even though I felt like I was
in control, I felt like I as at his mercy and I couldn't bring myself to stop.
Any danger I was in was worth it to satisfy the lust I had built up inside of
me. Even as I wanted him to cum in my mouth, I was wanting to feel him deep
inside my pussy. I continued to stroke as I felt Amy's gentle hand slide down
my ass as I squatted next to her and her fingers slid between my butt cheeks
over my anus and I felt her fingers enter my pussy from behind. It wasn't long
before I came and I was so lost in my orgasm that when Clyde exploded in my
mouth I was startled. He had given very little if any indication that he was
about to come other than shifting his feet back and forth a little. It felt
like I imagine a fire hose feels spraying a thick stream of water. I felt it
pulse strongly and for a moment and I choked on it as it actually prayed
forcefully out of my mouth. I almost puked but not because it was unpleasant or
nasty, but because of the sheer quantity. It was too much too fast. I remember
I thought I had slipped into the water as I was inundated with a flood of hot
sticky semen than blinded me as I reacted by pulling his cock from my mouth. It
sprayed over my face and up my nose and covered my breasts. I had never given
much thought to how much he would ejaculate but I soon learned. I was still so
overcome with lust, I don't even think I still realized I was sucking a horse
and not a man, and without any conscious decision on my part, I swallowed as
much as I could and started licking again, sucking and continuing to stroke. I
felt a hand reach up and gently sweep the come from one of my eyes so I could
see and through one eye I could see Amy smiling dreamily, one hand buried in her
pussy as she used the cum she wiped from my eye and massaged it into her
nipples, pulling them.
I saw her smile at me. She looked a mess, as evidently, Clyde's "money shot"
sprayed wildly and splashed on her as well. By now, the deed being done, my
thighs were exhausted from squatting for such a long time in the shallow water
and I collapsed, falling backward on my butt, leaning back on my hands, panting
and sweating from exertion. I began giggling with glee, as it began to sink in
what I had just done and realized how fun and nasty it had been...especially to
be sharing it with my friend and sometime lover, knowing we had shared such a
nasty intimate moment. She leaned over me, our legs stretched out under the
horse and we slurped our tongues in one another's mouths, hungrily and sloppily
kissing and licking one another's face. I sucked her breasts deeply into my
mouth, stretching her nipple with my suction. She cried out moaning in
pleasure.
The fun wasn't over yet though. I wanted more, but not in my mouth. I had to
feel him in my body. I got up, pulling Amy up with me, both of us naked and
sweaty, looking like we were painted with sticky thick white glue, clinging to
our bodies, dripping off of us. I waded to the edge of the pond and laid on the
ground. Not knowing yet how we would manage it, I said "I want him to fuck
me". She smiled. "Let's go in the barn though" she answered. She helped me to
my feet with grass and dirt sticking to my butt and my knees. I waded into the
water to try to coerce Clyde into following us, but just like a man, once he
came, he seemed to lose interest and decided to stay in the water, refusing to
budge.
"It's okay. You're not the only horse in the pasture, Clyde" I said. I took
Amy's hand and we splashed out of the pond and headed for the barn where, since
I didn't see the other horses out and about, I figured they must be.
We headed to the barn and we found, in the stalls, the two other horses. I don't
know how I selected them (how do you choose a horse to fuck) but I went to the
painted horse, opening the stall. There was shit all over the hay on the ground
so I led him out of the stall. "How are we going to do this?" I asked Amy. I
didn't care if Amy got any at this point. I was no longer bashful, having
broken the boundary of decency. I know longer needed anyone to "go first" to
make me feel less shy about it. I wanted this horses cock pounding my pussy and
I didn't care who saw it. "How do I do it?" I demanded urgently again. Amy
looked around and found an old bench and she dragged it over to where the paint
stood. Remembering how Amy had done it earlier, I was already fondling the
horses soft cock, getting it ready for action. It was soon hard and large
again. I noticed some slight differences between his cock and Clyde's but
basically they were the same, except for a slight difference in color and the
shape of his head. I thrilled at the feel of him in my hand and as I stroked I
was lost in the exquisite power it emanated, throbbing and pulsing in my hand,
this giant cock.
"Lay down on this" she said and tried to maneuver it slightly between his four
legs. He was a little more nervous than Clyde was so Amy stroked his cheeks as
I pulled and twisted his cock. "Try now" she said and helped me lay on the
bench. I instinctively hooked my heels around his flanks, laying their spread
eagle as the exciting thrilling fear swept through me again. Looking up and
seeing the underside of a horse inches from my face and seeing nothing else, I
felt helpless and claustrophobic. Exciting, thrilling panic swept through me as
I again was forced to realize how powerful this animal was.
Forbidden lust, drove me on.
Amy was stroking his cock now. "Put him in me! Just put him in me! Please!" I
demanded and begged. I felt her fingers spread me open and felt her pressing
the head of his massive thick cock at the entrance to my pussy. "Relax" she
instructed me. I thought I was going to pass out. I have had big cocks in my
pussy but I have never had ANYTHING this big inside of me before. I gasped and
cried out. "Is it too much?" she asked. "NO! Don't stop! Please Oh god I
want it!" It hurt but like the saying goes, "It hurts so good!" I felt like I
was having a baby only without the pain. Feeling his enormous cock spreading me
open, splitting felt so incredible. My movement was limited as I had little
leverage to thrust, but just feeling him throbbing inside me was enough to make
wave after wave of pleasure rock through my body. It ached and cramped but as
he held it there inside me, I could feel myself relaxing to accommodate him. He
whinnied and snorted and I could feel him moving inside of me, and even though
he was humping a bit, what I felt most was the result of Amy stuffing him in and
out of me, stroking and twisting his cock. He definitely was a rougher "fuck"
than Clyde. I reached down and began stroking my clitoris. "Oh god, Sarah!
Fuck him! Fuck him!" Amy was chanting. "Oh God Yes!". I don't know what made
me do it, but I remember yelling "Fuck me you stud! Mate with me and make me
pregnant!" Looking back on it, that seems bizarre to me now, but I suppose it
is indicative of how caught up in lust I was at the time.
It felt so damn good. It felt like with only a twitch of his penis he could
lift me up off the bench and toss me around.
I was writhing side to side on the bench, risking falling off as I bucked my
hips up and down. I occasionally had to let go of my nipple which I was
threatening to tear off with my fingers as I tugged on it, twisting it
unmercifully, so that I could reach down next to me on the ground to steady
myself on the bench. This time, I could feel the impending orgasm. I could
feel his cock seem to get harder and bigger, pulsing even stronger. The initial
spurts filled me completely and came gushing and flooding out of me, all over my
thighs and between my butt cheeks. The next one choked me as it filled my nose
and painted my breasts and neck. I was a sloppy mess, but I was so close to
cumming, I pleaded with Amy, "Please, put him back in! Please!" She did and I
was such a sloppy mess, it was hard to get him in, but in the struggle of doing
so, my clitoris was being so stimulated by his head that by the time she fitted
it inside of me, I exploded in orgasm, adding my own mess to his. I rolled off
the bench, and crawled on my hands and knees from under him. I panicked for a
moment, afraid I couldn't stand up or walk because I was so cramped. Amy
covered my body with hers, wiggling and covering herself with the sticky white
glue as we kissed and licked one another. We lay there together gasping and
laughing together until we recovered.
Amy ended up being fucked that afternoon and I took it up my butt, literally
doing it "horse style", putting the bench beneath the horse and bending over it
with my butt in the air as Amy placed his cock inside my eager rectum. I had to
push out like I was taking a shit so it would go in. (just =to explain what I
mean, I think most people don't realize the secret of taking something in your
butt is to push out to let it in. It actually relaxes the muscles so it will
open up and then the cock will slide in easier. You have to overcome the
instinct of clenching up, after all, when you open the back door to take a poop,
you have to push. If something is cumming inside, you have to open the door the
same way by pushing...hell, I should bea sex ed teacher haha). It hurt a bit,
but surprisingly not as much as when he fucked my pussy. It was easier doing it
this way and in retrospect I should have taken him this way in my pussy. It
would've been much easier and would have given me more control allowing me to
thrust and pump back against his cock. He came hard in my ass and I could feel
the warm jet fill my bowels like a warm enema. It was glorious. I came at the
same moment, this time manipulating my orgasm with my hand stuffed in my crotch.
Amy and I both were a sticky mess, covered with hay and dirt. Our hair was
plastered with horse semen, wild and unkempt with hay sticking in it.
Thankfully, we had the pond we could get washed up in. I shit horse sperm with
almost every step as we limped toward the pond and I could feel the warm semen
run down my legs, my butt cheeks slippery as they moved back and forth against
each other. We jumped into the deep end this time which is about 15 feet deep
and skinny dipped. As wonderful as it felt getting into the mess we were in, it
felt wonderful to feel it wash off of our bodies. I was so incredibly sore for
several days and I am glad that I am bisexual because I didn't want another cock
around me for about a week after that. After we had cleaned up, we both walked
back to the house naked. My grammy who was awake now, didn't even bat an eye
lash when we walked in naked (she knows I am nudist and even though she would
never say anything about it, I normally wear clothes when I am at her house).
She asked if we had fun and for a minute I thought she might have suspected what
we had been up to. Amy and I smiled at one another and she looked at us
suspiciously and just smiled. Grammy was cooking supper (she still calls it
that, having been raised a country girl) while Amy and I went upstairs to take a
real bath and get dressed and then went downstairs to have a wonderful home
cooked country meal. Later, I used the bathroom again before we went to bed and
I still had cum draining out of my rectum. Amy and I ended up taking another
shower before we crawled into bed. One final 69 put us both out cold. We both
slept very well that night, naked as the cool summer night's breeze blew in
through the open window and we lay tangled in one another's arms in the big
overstuffed mattress on the four post bed. I could smell Amy's clean hair in my
nostrils as I felt it's coolness against my cheek. I was totally satisfied.
It's funny how I remember that part so clearly.
I think the thing that stands out the most about it as I alluded too already
(other than the forbidden nature of it which made it incredibly nasty and
exciting), is the shear awesome power of the animal. It is no wonder that power
is measured in terms of the work that a horse can do (hence the term
"horsepower". Unless you have actually held a horses erect penis in your hand
or felt it filling your pussy, I don't think you can fully understand. You can
literally FEEL his strength and power through his penis. It is almost scary to
think about how truly big and strong they are until you can feel that power
coursing through their cocks, throbbing as you are impaled on it. Feeling that
incredible strength in itself is an incredible aphrodisiac as every twitch and
every throb of that massive member feels as if it could throw you across the
floor.
The second thing that stands out most is the amount of semen that floods your
body. It literally washes out of you, gushing sloppily from whatever hole it
has been in. Why did I go all out? Partially because I was drunk. Partially
because I was so mad with insatiable lust. Partially because it felt so fucking
good. Partially because I was being encouraged by my friend who was almost
delirious with lust herself watching me and waiting her turn. Partially because
I knew this might be a one time thing I might regret later (which I didn't) and
I didn't want to wonder later what it would've been like if I hadn't done it
all.
I have never had another opportunity like this one since, but if it ever arose,
I would definitely consider it again. I definitely enjoyed it the first time
and I still masturbate remembering it, much as I have done while writing this
letter. If anyone ever wanted to do it, I definitely wouldn't recommend doing
it without someone else there to lend a hand. The thing that scared me most was
when he came in my mouth. I really panicked thinking I was going to drown in it
or choke. Although different, I do remember it didn't taste bad though. Next
time, if there is a next time though, I want to be sober so I can enjoy the
experience with a clear mind.
Would I ever encourage my girls to do something like this. Most likely not,
however, if they ever expressed interest in it, I definitely would want to be
involved.
I tried to talk to Amy about it, to help me remember details but she seemed
unwilling to talk about it. She seems ashamed and embarrassed now. Go figure.
Sometimes she is hard to figure out but I still love her to death.
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