The Mare at the Fair by

The Mare at the FairThree summers ago I visited a fair in Florida and ran into a frisky mare that wanted to play.

I’d been into mares for quite some time, and usually could figure out when they wanted to mate. Sometimes, though, they took me by surprise, and they became the aggressor.

The air was humid and it was hot at the large fair. There were many rides and exhibits, and I wandered around most of the day taking in the sights. I ambled into the stable area and checked out the livestock, then went to the horse area. There were quite a few horses in individual stalls, and their owners were busy brushing and feeding them, getting ready for various events. Each stall was walled on all sides, with only bars on the door to see through.

As I walked past one stall, a horse poked its head partly through the bars of the door, so I stopped to pet it. There was no one taking care of this horse, so I decided to pet it. Touching its nose, which was sticking out through the bars, the horse responded by sniffing deeply in my direction. Curious, I thought. This horse seems interested in me.

I approached closer and the horse sniffed again, this time a little lower, toward my crotch. I looked around, embarrassed that the horse was checking out my package, but no one was paying any attention. Pretty sure this is a mare, I thought, and, sure enough, right then the mare turned around to reveal herself to me.

Before I could look away, the mare raised her tail and winked her pussy at me, letting loose with a small stream of urine in my direction. I had to move quickly to get out of the way, as it splashed onto the floor outside the stall, barely missing my shoes.

I hurriedly looked around again to see if anyone had seen the spectacle, but everyone was busy with other horses.

Wow, I thought, as the mare flashed her pussy at me repeatedly, this is too unreal. A horny mare flashing me in broad daylight and with all these people around!

The mare turned back toward me and I continued petting her, careful to make it seem innocent. But deep within me a fire was building in my loins to mate with the frisky mare. I started to get hard, thinking of the possibility that I might have a chance to bone this mare in a very public place, but I knew it was impossible during the day. But what if I came back after dark?

I pulled away from the mare and walked away, looking back. The mare watched me leave. This opportunity happens rarely, I thought, but the risk was too great right now with so many people around.

I could not get the mare out of my head as I wandered around the fair, waiting for darkness to fall. My gut told me it was crazy to even consider going back to the stall, as there were just too many people around. But I could not stop thinking about the chance of a lifetime that seemed to be waiting for my back at the barn. Finally I told myself to be patient, there might be a time to try this crazy idea.

After several hours it began to get dark, and I went back to the mare’s stall. There were still too many people around. One good thing was the owners of the mare were not around, and I just had to wait for the others to leave for the night.

Hour after hour I waited near the barn, until it was nearly midnight. Finally, most of the horse owners left, and I knew it was time for action.

I walked around the entire barn, checking to see how close the remaining workers were. Most were on the other side of the barn, and looked like they were just about to leave.

When the coast was clear, I went back to the mare’s stall and looked around one last time. All was clear, and it was beginning to quiet down in the barn. I quietly unlocked the mare’s stall door and quickly went inside, latching the door loosely behind me. I bent down, listening for unusual sounds. All was quiet.

A large horse blanket was hanging on the door, and I unfolded it and adjusted it to completely block off vision into the stall. I paused and listened again for sounds in the barn, and all was quiet.

The mare approached me as I was settling my mind that all was fine, and sniffed me. She seemed to recognize me from the afternoon, as she brushed her nose against me and sniffed me again. Then she turned her rear toward me and lifted her tail. This time I was ready, and when her urine streamed out again I moved out of the way.

My cock instantly responded to her advance, but I commanded it to be still, as I had nothing to stand on behind the horse, therefore, no way to mate with her.

Luckily, there was no sounds other than the usual horse sounds in the barn, so I quickly checked outside the stall and spotted a chair only ten feet away. Careful not to run into anything in the dark, I picked up the chair and returned to the stall, quietly locking it behind me. I scanned the door to make sure I could not be seen, then set the chair down.

I approached the mare and began stroking her face and neck. Her ears came back showing her relaxed state, so I began to widen my strokes to her back and belly. The mare never moved as I gently moved my hands over her large body, and I watched as her ears followed my every movement.

Letting my hands wander under her belly, I felt for her nipples and found them. I cupped them gently in my hands. This elicited a response from the mare, and she moved slightly and let out a breath of air from her nose.

The mare drooped her head down and looked back at me caressing her privates. I spoke softly to her and she looked away. Carefully I moved my hands up and over to her rear and the treasure spot beneath her tail. Upon reaching her tail, I gently moved my fingers under it.

The mare responded immediately by raising her tail and moving it off to one side. I marveled that she was being so calm, and pondered my next move.

In the dim light I could see the velvety lips of her cunt, and the large bulb at the bottom. I placed my fingers on either side of the slit and gently moved them up and down. As soon as the mare felt this she winked her pussy lips at me and turned it inside out. Even in the dim light I could see the deep red color of her inner canal, which signaled that she was in heat. Fine, I thought, you’ll be mated soon, my dear.

By now my dick was getting rock hard, and I grabbed onto it through my pants to stroke it lightly. I continued stroking the mare’s slit and my dick for several minutes. Then I placed two fingers at her entrance and pushed them into her slit. It was warm and very wet, and my fingers were engulfed in her juices.

I moved my face closer and smelled her cunt, relishing in the sweet scent of hay and mare smells. Next, I took the other hand and pulled her lips apart revealing the wet inner canal. Moving my face closer, I stuck out my tongue and licked inside her canal. The taste was incredible, and I licked all the way from the bottom to the top of her slit.

The mare responded by moving slightly, and this caused me to move out of the way, just in case she was resistant.

Within a minute, however, she seemed to calm down, and I resumed stroking her pussy. I gently moved my fingers up and down her slit, sometimes penetrating her canal, and sometimes on the surface of her lips. Her response seemed positive, as she let out a breath and looked back at me.

Finally, after several minutes of gently fingering her, I moved up to her head and let her smell my hands. Then I pulled down my pants and shorts, grabbed my dick, and milked it from bottom to top. This released some precum onto my hand. I raised my hips up to allow the mare to smell my juices and crotch, and she sniffed my hand and dick several times.

At this point I was really horny to mate with the mare, but stepped back and took one long last look outside the stall to make sure it was clear. I knew when I started with her that it might not be quiet for long. All was quiet and there was no one around.

I re-entered the stall, stood in front of the mare and peeled off my shirt. I threw it to the corner of the stall. Next, I stepped out of my pants and threw them in the same direction. My dick sprang upward as I removed my shorts in front of the mare. I threw them over to the corner also.

Now I was naked and ready to try and mount the mare. The air was the perfect temperature for my nakedness, although I knew the humidity might be a problem if I could have intercourse with the mare. Would she let me after all the preliminaries? I had to know…..it seemed she liked everything up to this point.

I stroked the mare’s face for a while, letting her smell all over my naked body. She spent quite some time sniffing my crotch and attempted to lick the precum off the tip of my rock hard dick, and I milked it some more to give her a taste. When her tongue made contact with my jism, she seemed to like it.

Finally, I knew it was time to try and go further with the mare. I moved the chair behind her and climbed up on it. She looked back at me, but did not move. I touched her tail and it immediately sprang up and out of the way, exposing her cunt to my dick for the first time. I placed two fingers at her entrance and pushed them in to wet them. She responded by winking. I pulled them out and wet the tip of my dick, and then I placed it at the entrance to her slit.

The mare sensed something different was about to happen, and she responded by lowering her head further and looking forward.

I was shaking with desire by now, and paused to regain my composure. I listened one last time for any unusual sounds before beginning my beastful act with the mare, and then pushed my hips forward. The tip of my dick entered the mare and was immediately engulfed in hot wetness. I shivered at the hotness, and then slowly pushed forward. My dick slide into the mare’s slit. The feeling of her hot canal engulfing my stiff member was nearly overwhelming, and I paused again to calm down.

The mare’s response to my penetration was immediate and telling. She winked hard and fast several times, clamping down hard on my rod, and this lubricated my member even more. Then she pushed back into me, nearly causing me to fall back off the chair. My dick popped out of the mare’s slit.