Newsgroups: alt.sex.bestiality
From: an239@anon.penet.fi (Taxman)
Subject: Mary Anne (M, F, horse, d/s)
Date: Fri, 11 Dec 1992 05:18:33 GMT

			      Mary Anne
				  by
			      The Taxman

	I watched as the small white van pulled into the yard. The
farrier got out and took out a small tool kit and went into the barn
while I stared out the window from my living room on the second floor,
some thirty yards away from the barn across a rolling green paddock.
The brown mare, Kayleigh, the brown thoroughbred, Wild Bill, and the
small buff pony mare, aptly named Buffy, all stood around and watched
her enter. Her name, the farrier's, was Mary Anne. I had watched her
like this quite a number of times, and only a few times spoken to her.
She was a short girl, only 5'3" or so, with dark slightly curly hair
and chocolate brown, wide eyes. Her face was freckled, making her look
significantly younger than her twenty-four years, and all of her
curves were in the right places.

	I watched the horses prance around the barn at her arrival for
a while, slowly becoming stimulated as I watched. Before I had even
realized it, I was heading out the door and down towards the barn with
only my sweatpants on. The hot summer day was bright; not a cloud to
be seen anywhere.

	As I approached the cool and relative darkness of the barn, I
could see Buffy's stall door open and one of Mary Anne's feet stuck
out from it as she worked on her shoes. I picked a riding crop off the
wall and stood there watching her tight little ass move up and down as
she worked on Buffy's foot. I was fully aroused at this point and the
length of my hardness was tenting out my sweatpants. She didn't seem
to notice that I was there and continued to work.

	I slipped up behind her and looked down at her. She was nearly
at a point between my legs, kneeling on the floor of the stall. I bent
down and extended a hand towards her, hesitating but a moment before
running my hand between her slightly-parted legs and rubbing it up
along the center off her ass, pressing hard against her pants.

	She instantly turned around with a look of shock on her face
and shouted, "What are you doing?"

	I didn't even bother to reply. I noticed that her eyes glanced
down at my stiff member, and I could tell she knew what I was about.
Her face looked a little bit more shocked as I grabbed her leather
belt and hauled her off the floor. I stood in front of her with the
crop in one hand, slapping it gently against my leg for effect.

	"Take your clothes off," I said simply.

	I don't know if it is was my tone of voice or my mannerisms,
but she seemed to know I meant business and began removing her
clothes. She started with her shirt, which she slid off, revealing
that she was wearing no bra. Her pert, big-areoled breasts which were
slightly dark due to her Hispanic heritage stood out on her chest. My
eyes strayed to them and then downward as she proceeded to unbuckle
her belt. She seemed to think my downward glance meant that I was
somehow off guard, and she attempted to run. I grabbed her arm and
looked at her sternly.

	"If that's the way it has to be," I said.

	I hauled her with me to one side of the barn and hooked one of
the leather straps around her wrist that is used to tie the horses
down so they don't move on you when you're working with them. I made
it snug but not too tight, then walked her to the center of the barn
and grabbed the strap from the other side, which I applied to her free
arm. She stood there motionless with her arms outstretched, only able
to move slightly, but she was obviously not in much pain, if any. I
stood behind her and placed the crop on the floor, then proceeded to
slide off her pants. She had a very thin pair of pink panties on,
which I also took off and threw in a heap in Buffy's stall. Her tight
ass cheeks were perfectly formed, and the dark down of her love mound
peeked from between her legs. I looked at her appraisingly for a few
moments and then told her to get on her knees, which she did
instantly.

	I went into Buffy's stall and brought her out. Mary Anne
looked back and forth between the horse and me. I slowly backed Buffy
up so she was standing with her hind end right by Mary Anne's face. I
told her to start licking. Since Buffy was short and her rump was
rather tight together, I held her tail out of the way and her rump
apart so that Mary Anne could get in to lick her. I watched, moaning,
as she began with her tongue on the horse's love hole. She couldn't
get in too close, but it allowed me to see her tender pink tongue
darting between the mare's velvety pink vaginal lips.

	As Mary Anne worked I could see that she was beginning to
enjoy it. I told her that was enough and she pulled her head back.
Just as I was about to lead Buffy away I felt the mare give a small
shudder, and then I heard a long, steady sound as she emptied her
bladder on Mary Anne's stomach, the thick, yellow stream coursed down
over her abdomen and legs and onto the floor. Mary Anne just sat there
in shock and didn't attempt to move or say anything. I led Buffy away
and brought out Wild Bill, the thoroughbred stallion.

	As I brought Wild Bill up to her, Mary Anne had already
guessed what I expected of her and begin to massage his sheath with
one hand, taking his huge sack in the other.

	While she was doing that I put the crop away, figuring I
wouldn't be needing it, and proceeded to slip my sweatpants and
underwear off. I stood before Mary Anne naked, but she was too
involved with licking the newly-emerged head of Wild Bill's cock to do
much else. I began to stroke myself as I watched Mary Anne's licking
and fingering tactics bringing Wild Bill completely out of
containment. His member extended fully, and Mary Anne quickly gobbled
up as much of it as she could.

	She stroked the base of it with one hand as she took in most
of the rest of it into her mouth. She began to suck and lick on it
fitfully so that Bill began to sway a little bit, his bag lightly
slapping against Mary Anne's hand. I slipped around behind Mary Anne
and begin to run my fingers through the tender hair of her pussy. I
slid them into her occasionally which brought a low moan each time,
muffled as it was by the horse's enormous dick. It wasn't long before
I saw Bill's eyes begin to roll a little, and suddenly his throbbing
dick began to pulse strongly. Mary Anne swallowed quickly, trying to
down all the luscious horse come, but it came too fast for her, and it
began to leak out onto her face and run down her cheeks.

	When she finally couldn't swallow any more, she removed her
mouth, but Bill wasn't done, and his white, semen sprayed down on Mary
Anne's chest. I waited until he was done before getting up to lead
him back to his pasture. I put him out there and then returned to Mary
Anne. She was looking up at me expectantly.

	I don't know what she wanted, but I had an idea. I brought out
Kayleigh and tethered her rear-first in front of Mary Anne so that
neither of them could move much. I slid over the picnic table that was
in the corner and picked Mary Anne up and placed her on it on her
hands and knees, facing Kayleigh's butt. I told Mary Anne that I
wanted to see her lick and toy with Kayleigh's asshole. She proceeded
to do so, bringing her luscious lips up to Kayleigh's sphincter and
licking and sucking on it while I watched.

	As she did so I got on the picnic table behind Mary Anne and
spread her cheeks apart, pressing my stiff member against her taught
asshole.

	I watched Mary Anne work on the horse as I began to push the
head of my penis inside her rectum, working it slowly with a moistened
finger so it wouldn't be too rough. She grunted a little, but that was
it as she continued to suck on the mare's sphincter. I begin to thrust
quickly into her, the activities of the day making me incredibly hard
and already about to come. I could tell Mary Anne was feeling much the
same because she let one hand slip up between her pussy and she began
to finger it while I worked on her rectum and her mouth worked on the
horse's.

	Suddenly Mary Anne pulled her head back as her fingers began
diving into her pussy, and I could tell she was going to come. I was
about to berate her for stopping what she was doing to the horse, but
before I could I saw the sphincter swell and the horse begin to
defecate on the spot. Mary Anne and I both moaned as her orgasm let
her come flow out onto her fingers and legs, my come shot in hot jets
inside her asshole, and the horse unloaded itself onto the floor of
the barn. We both watched in fascination as everything, all the
sensations and sights, became one.

	As our orgasms wore down, my cock softened enough for it to be
removed. I got off the picnic table, unhooked Kayleigh, and led her
back to her stall. I picked Mary Anne off the picnic table and set her
on the floor, giving her a look that showed I expected what had
happened this day to remain between us. She nodded in understanding
and I unhooked her, letting her get her clothes. I put my sweatpants
back on and headed towards the house after picking up the crop I had
discarded earlier. I watched from the window again as Mary Anne
working on Buffy some more, although what she might be doing besides
shoeing her I couldn't be certain. Not long after, she put her tools
back in the van and drove away.