The stallion was led to the mounting stool that was vaguely shaped like the rear end of a mare. The leather hide had been smeared with something that Alanna guessed was from an in heat mare. The stallion needed little encouragement and mounted the stool. His enormous cock waved around, stiffening all the time until it found the hole that was prepared for him. Powerful hip thrusts shoved his two-foot long cock into the waiting bottle hidden inside the stool. He bit the stool and screamed his ejaculation, eyes wild and teeth bared. Alanna could not believe the amount of seminal fluid the animal had shot. She could not believe just how much she had let go herself. Her panties were dripping and she thought she might have had a quiet orgasm just from the excitement of watching this beautiful creature, fucking the leather-covered stool.
The fluid was transferred to a vial with a plunger in it, similar to a syringe, kept warm and then inserted into the mare who was tethered in her stall. Rays arm travelled into the mare’s cunt, up to his elbow. He had to work it in and out for a little while. It seemed that the mare could only be made fertile by getting her aroused. Alanna couldn’t help herself, seeing this gorgeous man with his arm in a beautiful mare, giving it the frigging of a lifetime. Her hand travelled to her crotch and began working the fabric of her panties across the proud clit, hidden beneath…
It took no time for her to get herself to pitch point. Oblivious to anything, she took her orgasm to its fulfilment and beyond. Closing her eyes, she almost screamed as wave after wave rocked her body.
“It often gets people like that.” Ray remarked. He had completed his task and had observed Alanna bring herself off. “You would be surprised by the amount of times I have seen someone just do themselves while watching. Thing is, it rarely satisfies them. I guess as an ice breaker, it is a little unusual, but very effective.” He smirked suggestively at her.
Ray gently grasped her arm and lifted her from the stool she had been sitting on. Somehow, her dress was unbuttoned and taken from her body. Panties and bra joined the dress on the floor. Ray covered her mouth, stifling any complaint she might have made, not that she would have. His giant fingers found her mound and quickly had her shuddering as he expertly finger fucked her where she stood. She lasted a few seconds before she sprayed him with her cum.
Deciding she was ready, Ray turned her in his arms, lifting her feet completely off the floor and supporting her only by the strength of his arms. He slowly pushed her forward so that she was bent over like a broken shotgun in the crook of his elbow. He lifted her slightly and then lowered her while guiding his cock between her lips. His entry into her body seemed to go on forever. Once he had fully opened her cunt with his ramrod prick, he fucked her hard, his cock ramming into her in long, steady, insistent strokes that allowed for no denial. He still had her feet off the floor, draping her over his forearm as if she were no more than a rag-doll.
Alanna cried, she screamed and eventually, she just could do nothing. Her nerve ends jangling and reason all shot to bits as wave after wave of total orgasm rendered her body and mind devoid of the capability to control her self. Suddenly, Ray stiffened, his cock forced its way beyond anywhere it had reached before and he shot his white-hot seed so deep inside her, she thought she ought to be able to taste it.
“Damn! That was good.” Ray said. “You okay?”
Alanna could only nod and wave a hand at the seat, indicating she needed to sit down or something. She needed to relax and get control of her body back. He gentle sat her on the stool and pulled his jodhpurs up folding a huge cock inside. It was her first look at the thing that had so effectively, fucked her into oblivion.
“Would you like dinner?” Ray asked, bringing her clothing to her. “I’ll get Tommy to cook something up if you like. Without waiting for an answer, he turned and shouted to Tommy who materialised instantly. The look on his face told Alanna that he had watched the whole thing and by the redness of his face and stains on his coveralls, had knocked one or two off from his wrist while he did so.
Dinner had been a simple affair and then it was back to work for Ray. Alanna stayed with him for the afternoon, observing the animal husbandry and marvelling at the care and deliberate way Ray treated the animals. She found his movement to be graceful, almost beautiful for a big guy. He talked to each of the horses and calmed them with soothing words and gently blowing into their nostrils.
“Now old red, as we call him, is a bit of a flirt. For a small pony, he has to be the randiest bastard going and will shag anything that has a hole in it. He’s even tried on me and Tommy a few times.”
Alanna thought that would be fun to watch and then thought it might be even better to try.
“So if I was on that mounting stool, he would have a go at me then would he?” Her imagination pictured the scene and she wet herself again with the mental image.
“Yep! Reckon he would.” Ray grinned at her. Might want a bit of stroking first, but I reckon he would jump at the chance, dirty old sod that he is.” Ray looked as if he had just shared the same mental picture. “Ain’t got the biggest donger in the world, but I reckon he could stretch most girls to maximum. Wanna try it?” He asked the question as if it was the most natural thing in the world.
“Isn’t it dangerous?” Alanna could foresee permanent damage to her insides.
“Nah, we put a ring on the old boy. Have to in his case ‘cos he gets so excited, would do himself some damage. Once he got stuck up a mare where he shoved it in so far, took hours to free him. But, as I said, he would need a bit of encouragement first, just to bring him on a bit.
Alanna rose from the seat and stroked the wary animal. His eyes were wide and apprehensive from the approach of a stranger. She ran her hand over his nose, like she had seen Ray do, allowing the animal to smell her. Gradually, he calmed down and relaxed. She stroked him more, working her way down his neck, shoulders and haunches, and then his under belly, nudging against his sheath. Slowly, the pink tip of his cock emerged from the sheath; Alanna gripped it and coaxed the rest from its furry haven. She could see the dappling of colour along the length and was amazed by the strength and circumference of what was still a flaccid weapon.
Alanna didn’t know why, but she had an overwhelming desire to suck the beast, see how much she could stuff into her mouth. The taste of horse mingled with the slight smell of equine as she enveloped his stiffening rod. A couple of inches were all she could accommodate, but it was enough for the horse to get the idea. Alanna sucked his mushroom shaped head and then released him, sucked and released him, every time she drew him into her mouth, his flanks heaved and she felt his mounting need to lose his load.
Ray, who had been holding the horse by his bridle, told her to stop. The horse could not take too much of that and unless she wanted to drown, it was time to fit a ring on him. The rubber ring slid over the mushroom shaped head of the animals cock. He seemed to know what was about to happen, because he became restless. Ray had to calm the animal again before he could continue.
“Are you going to suck him off, or do you want to be fucked by him?”
Alanna looked at the size of him and decided that getting fucked by this beautiful animal was just about the epitome of her desire. Ray led her to the mounting stool, took her dress and under garment off of her, then gently arranged her so that she was comfortable.
“Alanna, I have to tie your hands to the straps. Please don’t be alarmed. This is just in case you shift too much or slide off. If that happened while Red and you were coupled, one or both of you could be seriously injured…”
Alanna had already placed her trust in this guy, so had no qualms about following his advice. Her hands were securely tied with leather thongs to a strap either side of the stool. She could feel the leather against her bare breasts and stomach. Her own mounting excitement was starting to slick the leather between her legs.
Ray led Red by is bridle over to the stool where Alanna was quivering in anticipation. He massaged the already hard cock and ordered Tommy to get the Vaseline and put some over Alanna’s cunt. Tommy moved faster than she thought was possible for him. He got the jar and liberally applied it to her lips, smearing it all over her mound and even slipping a couple of fingers into her. Alanna was cumming on the feel of Tommy’s fingers and the thought of what she was about to do.
Suddenly, Red reared up and his front hooves narrowly missed her shoulders. His cock banged against her vulva, searching for her entrance. Several times, the horse tried to get his aim right, but it was Ray that took charge and positioned the massive rod just inside her. Red needed no other help; a massive shove from his haunches forced his cock straight into her womb. The sheer size spread her inner walls as if she had engulfed a man’s fist and arm. Then it felt as if her insides were going to be pulled out of her cunt as the horse drew back. Another massive thrust rocked her forward and she screamed her pleasure.
Red was starting to pump at her now. Each thrust drove him deeper as she relaxed and allowed his great cock to enter her body with less resistance. Several more thrusts took her right out of orbit. She almost lost conscience as her body gave its self to the onslaught and gripped the massive tool inside her. Red screamed his triumph over her and with a final thrust, filled her whole body with his seed.
Alanna could have taken no more. The effort of the horse had taken her to a height she had never been to before. It was then that the realisation of what she had achieved hit her and she relaxed in her thoughts.
Ray took the horse away to his stall, then came back and untied her. Helping Alanna to a comfortable chair, all the while praising her for what she had done. Alanna smiled and fell asleep in exhausted and gratified rest. She didn’t feel Ray put her in her car or drive her to some place out of the way where she would never find his stud farm again, but could find her way to her sister or wherever she had been going.
The next morning, disorientated, Alanna woke in her car a long way from where she had been. All she had to remember yesterday by was a very bruised cunt, a headache and nine months later, Ray’s bastard, slack jawed son. She could never find the place again. It was as if it had never existed.
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