“Before you can get started,” explained Candy, “you must get him hard again.”
Within seconds, I was once again stroking my lover’s testicles. Before long, his cock made its second appearance of the day. I grabbed hold of it, and in less than a minute, it was as hard as rock.
“Get on your hands and knees,” instructed Candy once I had released the stallion’s spear.
I was in position within seconds. The Shetland pony was no bigger than a large dog, so there was no need to prop myself up. The rather imposing length of his member also helped quite a lot. But in the end, the success of the performance rested entirely upon my shoulders. If I didn’t give the viewers the intense pounding they were expecting, it would leave them wanting more. On the other hand, it I overacted, it would seem forced, and I would alienate my fans. The only way to succeed was to find a middle ground, something that gave the viewers what they wanted without giving them too much. I was attempting to determine how to do this when I realized something. I was approaching this entirely the wrong way. Having sex with animals was what I did best. And that’s why people wanted to see me perform. As long as I had a good time, so would they.
All right, I thought. Let’s have fun!
I reached back and grabbed hold of my lover’s rock-hard cock. At least I would have had he not jerked forward moments before I could. The member shot forward. It hit my engorged labia, hovered there for a second, then kept going.
“Fuck!” I moaned as it shot deep into me. Inch after inch traveled into my soaking wet slit until none remained. I now had the entire length of my lover’s cock stuffed deep inside me. And I loved every second of it.
“It’s… so… big!” I moaned as the Shetland pony began thrusting. The thick member glided in and out of me. It was slow at first, but the speed increased with each penetration. Before long, it moved with such purpose that I could no longer tell when it was in and when it was out. Not that it mattered. In fact, the entire world seemed to have faded away. I was barely even conscious of Candy—she stood nearby, watching me work with a proud smile.
The Shetland pony may not have been as massive as I would have liked, but he made up for it with a sexual insatiability that I had never seen before. He rode me like his life depended on it, like the air was poisonous and prolonged exposure to it would make his member fall off. His solution? He forced it deep into me.
“Faster!” I begged though I knew that was impossible. Against all odds, my lover somehow managed to increase the intensity of hit thrusts.
“Deeper!” I pleased. I once again feared that was impossible, but the stallion once again proved me wrong. He now fucked me with such zeal that his testicles repeatedly slammed into me.
“Harder!” I tried, though I knew such a thing was impossible. Fortunately for my wellbeing, I was right. Unfortunately, the interspecies pounding soon came to an end. Why? Because both my lover and I reached the point of no return.
“I’m gonna cum!” That’s what I had planned on saying it, but my lover’s forceful thrusts were so potent that I never got a chance to say it. What actually came out was the most powerful, high-pitched climactic cry of my entire life.
“FFFUUUCCCKKK!!!” I bellowed as the orgasm that had been growing within me for the past few minutes finally exploded. My back arched. My head was thrust back. My entire body began to convulse. Moans toppled from my lips. Then, after what felt like an eternity, I began to squirt.
Cum gushed from my slit like water leaving a fire hydrant. The frothy liquid flew in all directions and started flowing down my thighs like a river after a torrential downpour. It inevitably reached the concrete floor and gathered between my legs in an ever expanding puddle. As much as I would like to take credit for this, I can’t. Most of the cum that now clung to my frame belonged to my lover.
The Shetland pony’s cock had come to life less than a second after my first squirt was released. It now convulsed with such force that I nearly lost my balance more than once. But I didn’t. I simply stood there as a waterfall of equine semen poured out of me. It was such an incredible feeling that I lost all touch with reality. I forgot about Candy. And the cameras. And the millions of spectators. Only my lover and I remained. But the illusion of privacy was shattered as soon as the final squirt oozed out of me and the stallion’s now limp cock slid out of me for the last time.
I dropped to the ground and rolled out from under my lover. The last thing I wanted to do was get trampled. I was planning on lying there until my strength returned, but my beautiful girlfriend had other plans.
“That was incredible,” she said as she pulled me into a seated position and pressed her lips to mind. I couldn’t tell if the cameras were still rolling. Nor did I care. I kissed Candy like I had never kissed her before and moaned zealously as I did. It didn’t bother me that millions of people around the world were watching us. For all I knew, my friends and family were also watching. But I didn’t care.
The kiss eventually ended. Candy helped me to my feet, and after allowing me to thank the Shetland pony for an unforgettable interspecies pounding, led me out of the Classroom.
I’m not sure what I was expecting, but it was definitely not the wave of applause that assaulted me as soon as I left the Classroom. It took me by surprise, leaving me stunned. The first thing I realized upon my recovery was the fact that I was still naked and covered in cum. But no one seemed to care. They continued applauding like I had just won the world cup. A few of them even patted me on the back as I passed them by. It was an odd, yet very gratifying feeling. Thinking that people all around the world had reacted to my performances in such a way filled me with pride. Perhaps performing in the Bestiality Championship wouldn’t be so bad after all. But only time would tell.
To be continued…
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