Pony Girl Races Chapter 4
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"C'mon we'll go out to the barn, and I'll introduce you to Champion and Brownie."
Tracy, her palms sweaty, nervously followed Christine to the stable. Laddie jumped and played beside her.
"This is going to be the best two weeks of our lives," Christine promised. They stepped in the barn, out of the summer heat. "No more pretend stories, just real fun." She giggled, tingling all over. "C'mon."
Christine stopped at Champion's stall and rubbed her hand soothingly down the horse's nose, scratching the white star between his big, soulful eyes.
"This is my dad's horse," Christine said. "Champion, this is Tracy, my friend." they giggled together. "Wait until you see his cock, Tracy. It's a damn tree trunk!"
"I can't wait to see it!" Tracy bubbled. "Ohhh, shit, I'm going crazy just thinking about what we're gonna do during these two glorious weeks together!"
"So am I," Christine confessed. "I must have played with my cunt all morning waiting for you." She escorted her friend over to the other side of the stable to her pony's stall. "Tracy, I'd like you to meet Brownie. His cock isn't as big, but it's just right for us." She gave a nervous giggle. "He creams like a fountain."
"Ooo, shit, Chrissy, when do I see something? Damn, I can't wait anymore. I'm going crazy!" She shook, standing there, knowing there were two-maybe three-cocks in the stable that she would soon be sharing with the friend. "Let me see Laddie's cock."
Christine gave her friend a hot smile. "You can see all their cock's after you take your cloths off." She leaned against Brownie's stall and waited, absent-mindedly patting her pony's snout.
"What about you, Chrissy?" Tracy asked, her heart leaping. "You gonna strip, too?"
"I will." Her eyes sparkled.
"What if somebody comes?" Tracy said, hesitating. She was just a little frightened. Stripping in the bedroom was a lot safer than doing it here.
"Nobody will. You strip. I'll close the door." She walked to the big wooden door and slipped a wooden bar through the metal hinges. "Now, nobody can get in."
Tracy laid her jeans and blouse on a bale of hay. She blushing; Laddie was sniffing her ass. His cold nose made her shiver.
Laddie persisted. The panties Tracy wore were keeping him from tasting her pussymeat. He barked, annoyed.
"Ohhhh, shit, Chrissy! Laddie wants to lick my cunt."
"Then take off your panties, and let him. He loves pussy." Christine enjoyed her friend's nervousness. It made her feel older, more mature.
Once Christine was naked, Tracy relaxed a little more and slipped off her white cotton bra. The soft curve of her tits rose and fell as she sucked in quick gulps of air. "I'm getting some tits, huh? Finally!" Tracy was proud.
"Mmmmm, they look good enough to suck again." Christine jutted out her own tits at Tracy. "Remember you said you'd lick Laddie's cum off my tits?"
Tracy's gaze riveted to Christine's tits. Her mouth dried up fast, her pussy oozing even faster. "I didn't forget," she whispered hoarsely.
"Maybe you'll lick off Brownie's cum. He squirts a lot more than Laddie does." She locked at her nervous friend and smiled. "C'mon, get your panties off."
"I am," Tracy giggled, wiggling out of her pink panties. Laddie was already licking her ass cheeks before her panties hit the ground. "Oooo, Chrissy, he's licking meee!" As she bent over to pull off her panties, she felt Laddie's tongue snaking inside her deep ass crack. "Ohhh, God, I love it. His tongue feels so good!"
"Spread you legs for him, Tracy," Christine suggested.
Tracy remained bent over, not able to move. Her cherry pussy was being touched for the first time with something other than her own fingers. She groped for her friend, who was seated on a bale of hay, watching.
Christine squirmed on the coarse hay. It scratched her oozing pussy. "Tracy, you look real good bent over like that. I can't see Laddie's tongue, though; is he licking your pussy?"
"Yeahhhh!" Tracy raised her head. Her passion-glazed brown eyes met Christine's baby-blues. Tracy's mouth was parted in a heavy pant. Excitement glittered in her eyes. The dog's tongue was slithering between her gooey cuntlips. "Oh, God, Chrissy... I'm gonna fall..."
Naked and hot, Tracy stumbled on her way over to be near her friend. She swooned; Laddie walked with her. His nose and constantly-licking tongue never left her pussy.
Tracy never made it. She swooned when Laddie's tongue delved deep inside her cunt, then crumbled to the earthen floor.
Laddie's snout and long, slippery tongue found her pussy again. Standing between Tracy's outstretched legs, the dog slithered through the warmth of her syrupy cunt with his whiplike tongue.
Wiggling on her back, her legs wide apart, Tracy creamed the dog's snout. "Oh! Uh! Uh!" Her girlish hips humped; her slender legs jerked; her body spasmed. "I'm... coming, Chrissy!" The dog's snout burrowed between her buttery pussy lips. "God, I'm coming!"
She twitched-a tingling mass of writhing flesh. The persistent golden retriever attacked her creaming cunt with his long rubbery tongue, turning her into a writhing mass of flesh.
Laddie wanted more cunt sauce. His muzzle worked overtime; his bluish-red tongue licked the cushiony entrance to the teen's frothy cunt.
In the throes of climax, Tracy rolled from side to side on the floor, keeping her legs spread. Her cunt bubbled with hot and liguidy cum. "Ohhh, God, I'm coming all over the fucking dog!" She twisted, her body jerking in bliss.
Laddie's tongue whipped through her juicy cunt. the sticky coating adhered to his snout, jowls, and digging tongue. His tongue was quick and light one minute, then arduous the next, lingering inside the bubbly entrance to Tracy's succulent pussymeat. He lavished his tongue on the delicate morsel of cuntflesh laid out before him, his cock peeking slowly out of his sheath.
Tracy twisted against the dog's digging tongue-her cunt full of oozing fuck cream. She hauled her weak body to her knees in an unsuccessful effort to get away from the horny dog and stop her mind-boggling orgasm. It was useless; his tongue reamed the entrance to her brown-haired pussy; cum gushed over his snout. Tracy fell backwards again, unable to fight the dog or her sensational climax.
Laddie's prick began to expand to its full length. He was becoming aroused, ready to release his churning load of jism. His red-beamed cock jutted out menacingly.
Tracy sprawled out on her back and humped her cherry cunt into the dog's slinking tongue and hard snout. "I'm coming!" she squealed. Her childlike voice was high-pitched, uncontrolled. She writhered on the ground, ass jerking, hips lunging. She humped up, her cunt gushing buttery fuck cream, her orgasm whipping through her and ending as fast as it had begun. Tracy shook in the quit aftermath.
"Oh... oh... aaahhh..." she sighed. "Chrissy, help me..." The brown-eyed teenager pulled herself upright, attempting to get away from Laddie's perpetually moving tongue. "Help-" She was too weak to escape the dog's insistent desire.
"Heel!" Christine commanded. "Heel!"
Laddie's snout came off the teen's gooey cunt. He barked his protest, but obeyed. He obediently sat, his tongue drooping, his eyes pleading, his tail swishing along the ground, stirring up hay and dirt.
"Oooo, Chrissy," Tracy moaned dully. She finally managed to pull herself up next to her friend, plopping down on another bale of hay. "I don't believe how fabulous that was. It happened so quick... I... didn't know what was happening to me." She sat trembling, her strength returning. "It was the most fantastic thing in my whole life."
"A lot more to come," Christine promised. "It was just the beginning. you only had a taste of what country life is all about."
"God, nothing can be better than what I just went through," Tracy's dark restless eyes picked up the red pointed tip of Laddie's cock. He was quietly waiting for Christine to take care of him.
"Chrissy, Look." Tracy pointed to the formidable doggie cock jutting out to its full length. Red. Glistening. Bloated. "God, his cock looks so big."
"I'm saving Laddie until last," Christine told her friend, jumping off the hay, her tits bouncing. "I'm gonna show you a giant cock!"
"The horse?" Tracy's voice cracked with emotion. "Won't we get hurt?"
Christine smiled at her timid friend. "He's gentle."
The tall blonde teenager walked over to Champion's stall with an air of confidence. After opening the stall door, she led the sleek quarter horse out.
"Easy, boy," she soothed, showing off in front of her friend. She patted the white star on the horse's head, between his wide eyes. "Easy, boy, we just want to see your prick."
Christine felt older than her friend, flaunting her sexual know-how with animals. She was going to have some fun coaxing her friend, who had suddenly turned bashful at the sight of the large horse.
"Ohhhh, shit, Chrissy!" Tracy said, wide-eyed. "Jesus Christ-look at him! He'd rip us apart with that gigantic cock. Look at it; it's just hanging there!"
Christine laughed. "I know. Someday through, I'm gonna fuck him." The young blonde dropped to her knees and grabbed Champion's thick, bloated cock.
Champion snorted, his head tossing high. He pawed and stomped the ground, feeling the child's fingers surrounding his giant, cum-swelled prick.
Frightened out of her wits. Tracy gasped and retreated to the opposite side of the stable, away from the restless animal.
"He's okay, Tracy. Pretty soon, he'll be as calm as Brownie when I play with him." she got up and took the excited horse back to his stall. she crossed the stable to her pony and scratched his head. "Now, Brownie lets me play with him all I want. He's gentle as a lamb. Ain, tcha, boy?"
The pony whinnied and shook his golden mane. His big brown eyes were soft and gentle.
"Don't be chicken, Tracy, I want you with me. We can both play."
"Maybe I should start out with Laddie first," Tracy meekly. "Okay?"
"Not Laddie," Christine giggled, enjoying her friend's obvious nervousness. "I'm saving his cock to break your cherry today." Christine led the gentle pony into the center of the stable. Wrapping her arm around his neck, she squeezed her tits into his dark-chocolate-colored coat. "Mmmmmm, you feel good, Brownie."
A wheezing gasp came out of Tracy's parted mouth. "No, Chrissy. Not today."
"When?" Christine grabbed the pony by his tough mane and pulled herself up onto his back. "When do you want to lose your cheery?"
Tracy gulped. She sought some way out. "Before I leave. I promise I'll do it next week."
Christine pressed her pussy into the pony's back. She clutched his neck, her long legs bracketing his flanks. Her hips rocked slowly back and forth, her cunt gliding wetly. She felt the smooth soft hair of the pony's coat when she humped back and the rough prickling texture of his hair when she rocked forward. The exquisite sensation drove her insane.
"Ohhhh, Tracy, it's fantastic!" Christine sighed. "You can sit up here and cream yourself all day long." A rumbling wave of pleasure through her body made Christine sway. She trembled on the pony, working herself up slowly, her pussy overflowing. "Oooo, Tracy, this feels... Ahhhh... so... wonderful!" She leaned forward, her tits crushing into the pony's mane. As her ass jerked, fuck cream gushed from her cunt.
Tracy watched in total fascination. Her own body felt tingly, as if the pleasure Christine was enjoying reached her, too. "You coming, Chrissy?"
"Just enough to keep me red-hot." Christine carefully eased herself off the pony. She was going to show her friend everything today-all the fun of country living. She stroked her fingers through her hot wet pussy and brought out a filmy gob of pussy-cream. "See?"
Tracy wondered what was in store for her.
Christine smiled. "It's great not being cherry." She got down on the dirt floor underneath the pony, staring directly at his cock. She giggled when she heard the sound of Tracy sucking in her breath.
"Watch this, Tracy." Christine brought her hands up to the heavy skin surrounding Brownie's pony-cock. She stroked it carefully. "Wait until you see his cock hard."
Tracy squatted down on the floor, getting as close as possible. Her devouring curiosity had placed her fear in a far corner of her mind. "How does it feel, Chrissy?"
"Touch him and find out." Christine's hands were busy working their magic on the pony's growing prick. "His cock'll be hard in minutes."
Tracy reached out, her fingers skipping over the growing thickness of the pony's cock. "Aaaaah" she sighed. When she touched the pony-cock, a tremor sizzled up her arm. "Damn."
Christine concentrated on what she was doing. She stroked the thick skin back and forth slowly, her fingers drifting up and down the shaft. The gigantic prick made its appearance. The bigger it got, the hotter Christine became, the noisier Tracy's breathing became.
"See?" Christine whispered to Tracy. "God, I can't wait until it fits all the way in me."
Christine swooned; Brownie's cock was sticking out a mile-thick, swollen, ready for pussy. "You play with him now." Christine rolled out from under the pony to make room for her friend.
Tracy shook her head. "Not yet. Let me start with Laddie." the pony's cock frightened her. Nothing that big would ever fit into her body. "Let me play with Laddie instead.
Christine shook her head and walked the pony back to his stall. He snorted and shook his mane. Christine soothed him. "Don't be impatient, Brownie. I'll get you off later." She gave her friend a glance. "Maybe Tracy will." Christine locked him inside the stall and turned to Tracy. "You can get Laddie hard, okay?"
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Christine grabbed her jeans off the floor and hauled herself up, sliding the faded denim up her long legs. Swaying slightly, she stood on wobbly legs, stiff from being on her knees for so long. Moaning and sore-muscled, she bent over and grabbed the shirt. As she slipped her arms through the sleeves, she staggered out the bedroom. Having been fucked by Laddie had unleashed the full fury of her passion-she wanted more. She knew where to get it. Outside on the porch, her shirt open, her jeans...
The tawny coated Earth pony slept deeply. Her fiery red mane was spread all over the pillows and her lengthy tail emerged from the rumpled bedding. A gentle whinny of a snore sounded regularly as the bedroom door slowly opened. "This will never do." said Sunflower Meadows as she entered her friend and employer's bedroom. "Wakey-wakey!" she called as her horn glowed. The curtains parted, letting in brilliant mid afternoon sunlight. Pay Dirt groaned. "You're fired!" she said for perhaps...
Pam's declaration almost knocked her uncle for a loop! He stopped finger-fucking her cunt and playing with her tits. He leaned back and peered intently at her. She was serious! Concealing more astonishment, Ben Forbes kissed his niece's forehead and mouth. "Have you tried to fuck him?" He tried to sound nonchalant, as if her revelation wasn't so surprising, but there was an unmistakable horniness to his voice. At least it got a smile out of pam. "That excites you, huh?" she...
A vision in White stood before him, long limbed slim, but entirely clothed in white silk, His mother Marjorie Lady Acheron soon to be the Dowager Lady Acheron explained. "It's May, I lent her some clothes, I feel you can have no qualms about her suitability now, and even if you do I do not care, you will marry her and provide an heir." her voice became more strident, "Do you hear me?" He looked relieved, "Oh, gosh, sorry, I didn't recognise you with clothes on." "May...
THE TRAINING OF A PONY GIRL CHAPTER 2 The next day. Monday morning, Ann woke me up at 7 Am and told me, "It is time to get up sleepy head". "We need to start your training, but first, I have your breakfast ready!" I threw on a pair of shorts and a flimsy top. Pushed on my slippers, and headed down to the kitchen. Sure enough, there was a hard boiled egg and one piece of dry toast. I asked, "Where is my breakfast?" Ann just smiled and pointed to the plate with the egg and one slice...
She stepped back, glanced down at her tits. They were soaked with pony spit and flushed pink from his nuzzling. Her plump tits felt swollen and heavy. "Do you lick Tammy's tits, Beauty?" she asked him. At hearing his name, Beauty waved his head in the air as if to answer. He brought his slobbering lips back to the creamy flesh of tittie meat. She tasted sweet, just like Tammy. His rubbery lips gnawed gently. "Ah... ahhh... ahhh! Don't bite me," she gasped heatedly. Warm cunt juice...
Tammy tossed and turned on the small cot. It had been a frightful night. "Damn," she muttered under her breath. She kicked off the covers. Moonlight lit up the bedroom. A quick glance across the room told her Tammy was sleeping peacefully. She frowned and silently slipped her panties off. Deft fingers combed through the curly brown hair of her cunt. She moaned, riding a quick surge toward orgasm. It eluded her. "Damn," she hissed. She climbed out of bed as quietly as possible. Having...
The pony stables Whilst visiting the Arabian nights virtual world I felt I just had to revisit the slave market, before I returned to the mundane real world. I had had a hoot inside the virtual world, saving princesses, fighting various battles and making something of a name for myself. I had been rather arrogant on entering the world, choosing to use my own name of John Lemure, rather than a more native sounding one. It of course increased my notoriety. The slave market was housed...
When I was about 20, a college buddy of mine invited me to spend a weekend with him at his folks' farm, not far from the school. I didn't grow up on a farm, and I was never really comfortable in that environment. However, my buddy Rob and I got along famously, and I appreciated the invitation. I also didn't want to hurt his feelings, so even though I was skeptical, I accepted. As it turned out, his folks' place wasn't really a "working" farm, anymore, in that they raised crops for...
Pony SummerCopyright 2011 by RubberHTight?too damn tight! He moaned into the gag. The initial discomfort was now far more intense. His hands were encased in steel mitts which were attached to chains. These chains were connected to winches which pulled the mitts and his arms wide apart. His ankles were tethered in a similar fashion, his legs spread wide apart. What was worse was the steel helmet that was locked on his head and which also was attached to a chain and winch set into the rafters. ...
Ann was walking down the street late at night returning home from a girl's night out. She was very upset about the fact that she had had a huge argument with her friend Beth about a guy. Beth thought John was so cute and so did Ann. However, Ann had seen him first and felt that she has first claim to him. They argued and Ann stormed off. Now she was walking down a dark street, alone because Beth had driven them to the bar. Ann heard a vehicle coming up behind her, and she turned and saw it was...
Penny's Promiscious "Pony" Ridebyslitlicker69©My daughter was driving me nuts. All during high school we couldn't get her to wear a dress, even if we paid her. It always had to be blue jeans. But not just any blue jeans, mind you, no, they had to have huge gaping holes in the knees and patches on the backside as if her mom and I were too poor to buy her real clothes. Then, all of a sudden after she hit 18 she started wearing skirts, but not the conservative, respectable knee-length or longer...
Jack had been furious. He had stormed out of the house swearing never to come back. Before that he had threatened to shoot the dog, shoot the pony, carve me up into strips of bacon. His ultimatum before leaving was, no dog, no pony, and no sister. Until then, goodbye! Out he went into the night. Helen was speechless. She had not been able to get a word in edgewise while Jack was there and after he had gone could not find the words. I was at a loss as to how to console her. There was no...
“If where we are going next is something for Lucy, then we probably ARE going to the FART FACTORY!” Lindsay teased her little sister as we walked back to the golf cart. “They will make you head of production in no time!” “You fart too!” Lucy pouted. Lindsay was once again making the joke that the Fun Center was a Fart Center because in her opinion it was dumpy while at the same time getting a little dig in on her sister. “You seem obsessed with farts,” Eddie said to Lindsay, “sounds like a...
After my first mating with Dromano, I knew that I must have more of that pony cock, so I contacted Jim and the date and time was set. I had a hard time concentrating on work on the days before my next encounter. Saturday finally arrived and Jim had requested that I not bath, remove all makeup and no perfume as he wanted his pony to get used to natural scents. Under my clothing I wore a full fishnet body suit that left my cunt and ass totally exposed. I donned my boots and collar, finished...
Janie looked up and down the street. She chewed on her ball gag to relieve the pain in her jaw. Her hands hurt where they were bound behind her back. The dildo in her pussy chafed and the butt plug in her ass hurt. “How do you like working in advertising?” Sam asked. Janie stamped her foot in frustration. Sam laughed. Janie didn’t think it was funny, being contracted to stand outside a downtown brothel with signs saying “Dolores Discount Whores” strapped to her front and “Whores from $25 a...
Pam was halfway out the back door with another carrot when her mother objected. "Pam," the woman complained, "that's the third carrot this afternoon! we need some for supper, you know!" "Just one more," Pam pleaded. "Please, Mom?" Anna Forbes smiled at the excitement sparkling on her young daughter's eyes and couldn't refuse her ardent request. "Well... all right... one more. But tomorrow you go to the store and make sure to buy more!" "Oh, I will!" Pam promised. She...
Pam's blue eyes went wide as she stared at the huge puddle of thick white horse-cum on the ground. Then she gasped as her pumping hand produced burst after burst of creamy cum from Theo's prick. "Oh, my God!" she gasped. Then laughed, because this was her god! This was her Theo. Her beloved pony. Overwhelmed by feelings, she pumped the pony's prick with loving strokes, urging Theo on to ever more spurts of jism. Cum splashed noisily all over the ground, and still Theo's enormous boner...
"What was all that noise I heard upstairs?" Tammy's mother asked. "Nothin', Mom," Tammy said. She glanced at Priscilla, stifled a giggle. "We were having a pillow fight." Priscilla was embarrassed. "I hope we didn't disturb you," she said. She didn't return Tammy's glance. "Not at all," Ellen said. "I'm glad you two are getting along. It's going to be a nice two weeks and I'm glad Tammy has made a friend." She hugged her daughter, kissed her on the forehead. "I'm...
The two teenagers bounded down the stairs. Both were excited. Today was special. It was cherry-breaking day. "Hi, Mom!" Tammy shouted with enthusiasm, dashing into the kitchen. Her bright face was beaming. "Good morning, Mrs. Hudson," Priscilla said, taking a seat at the table. Her face was bright, the edges etched with a tinge of apprehension. Ellen Hudson looked at the two children. "It looks as if you two have made up." She smiled at them both. "I'm glad." "It was a silly...
Pam's pony stomped the earth with his rear foot as he watched the girl suck her uncle's rigid cock. Pam giggled and slipped her hot mouth off the man's prick. She glanced over at her pony and giggled again. "I think he's jealous," she cooed. Ben Forbes chuckled. "Why not? You were just cock-teasing him for the first time. He probably wants more." Still trying to conceal her innermost desires, Pam looked up at her uncle with a frown. "Don't talk like that, Uncle Ben," she said,...