Newsgroups: alt.sex.bestiality
From: an32085@anon.penet.fi (Horse Lover)
Subject: Samantha (F, horse, M)
Date: Sun, 3 Jul 1994 08:14:20 UTC

			       Samantha

	Her dreams had been colored of late, colored by someone else's
dreams. She knew the nature of her own, the texture, taste, material
of them. Some foreign entity was weaving itself into her dreams. At
first, it was limited to the dreams but recently she would wake to
find her hands exploring her own body as if they were feeling it for
the first time. She was no stranger to her own caresses but these were
the caresses of a new lover, testing, themselves, taking her to newer
landscapes, and newer heights. No orgasms yet, but consciousness would
find her in a high state of arousal. It was almost as if someone was
dreaming of her each night and, in the dream, merging with her mind.
Worse, it was learning through the nightly links. Was it only learning
about her physically? Or was it also learning about her desires and
fears? She was torn between the need to sleep, to learn, and the
desire to avoid the confrontation.

	Cool air caressed her body this time and lifted her hair from
her shoulders and back. Moist earth between her feet and rough wood
supported her bare breasts. Across the paddock she could barely make
out the form of the stallion. It, too, seemed to wonder what it was
doing awake and, perhaps, what this nude woman was doing staring at it
under a full moon. She'd never ridden it, only run with it in the
fields. Now she wondered why she never had. The owners had assured her
that they trusted her. But... The horse tossed its mane and stepped
towards her, silencing her thoughts. Nuzzling between her breasts, it
licked at the beads of sweat that somehow had formed there in the cool
air. His eyes conveyed the feeling that he wanted something more. Her
body hummed in agreement while her mind tried to gain control, to at
least slow down and think. To no avail. She found herself climbing the
fence and lowering herself onto the stallion's back. Warmth from the
horse spread into her legs.

	Her loins were on fire with heat and need. The dreams were
getting closer to her desires. Mentally she was torn between a cold
shower and her lust but her fingers worked softly in between her lips
to tease her clit tossing all thoughts of a cold shower from her mind.
Faster and harder she stroked herself, riding her own hand, feeling
not it but the heat and hardness of the stallion's back as she came in
a flood, her moans merging with the voice of the stallion.

	Throughout the next day she and the stallion exchanged nervous
glances. Neither seemed comfortable with the other's presence yet the
the stallion followed her as much as the paddock would allow and she
remained outside as much as possible.

	Towards afternoon a horse trailer drove up in the yard and a
young man, not more than eighteen, jumped down from the cab. Puzzled,
she walked out to meet him.

	"I've a mare to be delivered for Sam Fabian. Is he around?"

	"Right here, you're looking at `him'."

	"Oh, sorry! Sam is short for Samantha, I take it?"

	"Ayuh, that it is. But what's this about a mare? I'm not
expecting any horses at all."

	"Got me, I'm just doing the delivery. She's all paid for,

	along with the delivery, and all the medical papers are here."

	"I still have no idea why. Who requested this??"

	"Got me. My boss just told me to do the pick up."

	"Well let's call him."

	"No can do. He's gone for the day, have to call him tomorrow."

	"Great. Well, let's put her out in the paddock for the night
and I'll worry about it tomorrow."

	They dropped the ramp to reveal a jet black Arabian standing
solidly in the light, calmly waiting for them to free her.

	Sam said, "Quite a presence she has. Calm, considering the
ride she must have had coming up that road."

	"Didn't hear a sound out of her the whole way out here. She
loaded as if she was going in because she wanted to, not because we
wanted her to," said the driver.

	They unclipped the harness and Sam started to lead the Arabian
down the ramp but rapidly found that she had her own intentions. She
clattered down and tossed her head, emitting a high, nearly defiant,
whinny that was rapidly answered from the other side of the house.
Without prompting she moved towards the paddock with a very deliberate
gait. The two people looked at each other, shrugged, and followed in
her wake. The two animals were watching each other at a distance of
ten feet across the gate. Seemingly uncomfortable with her gaze the
stallion pranced to and fro, never taking his eyes off of her. She, in
turn, held the gaze, motionless. The tableau was broken only when Sam
opened the gate to allow the Arabian to walk in to the paddock,
increasing the anxiety of the stallion.

	The evening passed in uncomfortable silence as the Arabian
shunned the stallion and the two humans carefully avoided intruding on
the other's privacy. Before going to bed herself she groomed each
horse and placed them in distant stalls. She bid a cool "Goodnight."
to the driver and fell into a deep sleep.

	Her hand was in violent motion when she woke and seconds later
her face was splashed with sticky fluid. Her surprise turned to dismay
as she found the stallion's huge cock still grasped in her hand and
his semen dripping from her face onto her bare breasts and thighs.
Dashing from the stall she collided with the driver and drove them
both to the ground. Attempts to disentangle herself only resulted in
more confusion until his arms locked around her head and forced her
eyes to his. A presence dwelled there that had not been visible
previously and she felt her limbs steadying despite the realization
that he, too, was naked and his hard cock pressed against her stomach.
She knew that he'd seen her with the stallion and, somehow, that he
had something to do with the incident. Her thoughts were borne out by
his words.

	"What you can do for a stallion you can to for a human, no?
Grasp my cock. No, don't be shy. Take it. Feel it pulse in your hand.
Feel the heat of the blood in it. Desire it. Taste it. Take it into
you."

	Compulsion overrode her natural distaste for the act. The heat
pulsed through her arm and sank to her breasts and groin. The semen on
her seemed to melt and flow into her. Again, she found her hand slowly
pumping a cock as her head bowed to take it deep in her throat. Gently
she sucked on it, taking the entire length into her before drawing it
out slowly and teasing the tip with her tongue. Caught up in the
moment she could not determine if it was the horse or human she was
pleasuring and found she cared not at all. The hot flesh in her mouth
left her breathless and tormented and the hot spurt flowed down her
throat to pool with her own inflamed desire.

	Moments passed as she continued to suck his cock, desperately,
wanting something, anything to satisfy her. With his hands pulling her
head back he denied her even this small pleasure but his next words
sent her heart racing.

	"Look behind you. Do you want... that?"

	The stallion pressed against the fence, his cock throbbing
again in the moonlight, the mare shadowed behind him. Despite the fact
that the mare was in heat the stallion's eyes blazed at her, the
human, already covered with his semen.

	He reared, voicing his hunger, and dropped. The heat was
visible in his eyes as he turned on the mare and was behind her in
seconds. Once again she complied with unvoiced desires and spread her
rear legs for him as he reared again to mount her, forelegs falling
upon her back as he thrust his cock into her in a frenzy of desire.
The mare, however, stood there stoically, head turned, locked on the
human female, daring her to do... what?

	Sam felt the eyes draw her to the fence, the driver literally
in tow as she still grasped his cock in her hand. She broke eye
contact with the mare and found her eyes now locking on the long thick
cock sliding into the mare. Mimicking the stallion's thrusts, she
began to pump the driver's cock with her hand, feeling not his heat
and hardness but the stallion's. As the mare increased his power, so
did she, until both were nearly blurs. With a cry of triumph the
stallion climaxed, rearing again, and pulling away from the mare. His
cry was echoed by Sam, but hers was a cry of frustration, not triumph.
She bent over the fence, breasts caught on the other side, and spread
her legs just as the mare had. With a nearly painful jerk and another
cry of desperation she pulled the driver's cock towards her cunt,
whimpering for him to help her.

	He slid into her with a lunge and felt her muscles constrict
around him, holding his cock tightly inside of her. She thrust back,
trying to take more of him inside. He maintained his balance only by
grasping her hips firmly before starting to pump into her. Still she
whimpered and her eyes glowed with frustration. The mare still gazed
at her when the stallion moved to answer her eyes. He stalked over to
her, his gait and determination matching those of the driver. Lowering
his head, he flicked his tongue out and began to lap his own semen
from her breasts. The nuzzling and licking distorted her breasts with
their force but she felt only the warm wet breath and a burning need
glowing inside her. Her legs and arms ached from meeting the driver's
thrusts, wood bruised her ribs, but still she rocked between man and
horse, not sure which one was filling her and which one licked her.
Lost in her desire everything blended into one and the hot semen
spilling into her cunt drove her past reason and caused her to
collapse to the ground in waves of hot pleasure as the man and horse
blended above her head.

	She awoke with a start, her body convulsing with the pleasures
of her dream. Daylight streamed through the window, reminding her of
the stallion's semen that had been sprayed onto her face during her
dream. She put on her jeans and washed the sweat from her face as she
prepared for another day on the farm.

	Making her way to the paddock, she noticed the driver leaning
against the rail. He noticed her approach and turned, walking away
rapidly, with an embarrassed look on his face. She inhaled sharply as
she approached the paddock, taking in the deep musty odor of the
stallion. Her head spun with memories of her recent escapade with the
large horse in her dreams.

	The stallion was in a state of obvious excitement, his massive
penis hanging pendulously from between his legs. His testicles hanging
within the large hairy sac bobbing between his legs. The mare was
nibbling sensuously at his flank, increasing his appetite for release.
Sniffing at the base of her tail, the stallion curled back his lips,
as if testing a fine wine. The mare, noticing his expression stood
still, raising her tail and spreading her legs, squatting slightly.
The stallion, penis raging madly between his legs, slapping his belly
with a life of its own moved behind the mare and rested his chin on
her rump. Suddenly, as if having received a silent signal, he sprang
upon her back and began to probe her rump with mad, blind thrusts.
Having found the opening to winking vulva he thrust forward, pushing
so hard that the mare was forced to take a step forward. He pushed and
shoved, strokes that would have killed a woman, but served to placate
the insatiable need of the mare.

	Samantha looked on in awe as the stallion grunted his
pleasure. Suddenly, he stopped and let out a heavy groan as his tail
began to pump up and down, flagging the release of his built up
tensions. His come ran down his penis and dripped from his balls.
Great streams of thick, creamy white come. It ran from the mares vulva
and down the inside of her legs as she flicked her ears back and
forth, awash in an obvious wave of ecstasy. A few minutes later, the
stallion withdrew, his now flaccid penis hanging limply from under his
belly, swaying mightily, even it's obviously placid state of
unexcitedness.

	Samantha suddenly noticed an overwhelming need for
fulfillment, unlike one that she had ever felt before. She *NEEDED*
someone or something badly. Now. Disappointed that the stallion was
obviously spent for at least a few more hours, she turned to find the
young driver standing behind her eyeing her sheepishly.

	"Pretty impressive show he puts on there madam."

	"Ayuh. That he does. It's why he was bought in the first
place."

	"Well, I might not be as big as he is, but I sure do last a
hell of a lot longer than he did!"

	"Oh do you now? I know that the mechanism is the same, but
hell, the delivery system beats anything I've ever had."

	"Well, I can't argue with that."

	"No? Too bad, you might have convinced me."

	Looking at her from under the brim of his hat, he cracked a
wide grin and took her by the hand. Drawing her to his young, but well
developed body. She reached her hand down his pants and began to
stroke his penis with the palm of her hand. She didn't need to get him
excited, having watched the stallion cover the mare had taken care of
that. He unbuttoned her blouse and massaged her breasts, noticing with
delight her erect nipples. They both took a moment to squirm out of
their clothes and immediately fell back into each other's embrace.
She kneeled down and began to lick his throbbing cock. Remembering her
previous dream, she wondered what it would be like, if this were the
stallion's dick that she was kissing. Ravenously she engulfed his
head, lashing at it with her tongue. Letting go of his penis, she

	turned and presented her ass to the young driver.

	"Now! Just like the stud."

	Needing no further encouragement he grasped her ass and began
to thrust into her, mimicking the grunts and cries that the stallion
had just been making. Suddenly, a powerful orgasm overtook him. He
came for a minute and then pulled out. Spent with his efforts.

	"Last longer, will we now?"

	"Uh, I guess I was bit more excited than I thought."

	"Ayuh, I guess you were."

	Disappointed with his short lived performance she put on her
clothes and walked off in a huff. Leaving him to sit and ponder his
apparent failure. The stallion, having overlooked this entire affair,
let out a shrill neigh that sounded for all the world like a laugh.

	The day passed on to dusk, during which time that stallion
mated with the mare four more times. Each performance outshining the
last in both vigor and semen volume. Sam looked on forlornly. She
wanted so badly to share in the stallion's lust but knew that his
massive thirty-two inch penis would kill her if she were so stupid as
to try to have sex with it.

	As night came, she went to bed. In a high state of arousal and
vexation. She began to drift off to sleep several times but could not.
Finally, in frustration, she put on a robe and walked to the barn
where the breeding dummy was kept. She looked at the device, used to
collect semen from the stallion for evaluations. She pictured in her
mind the many times that the stallion had mounted that dummy,
thrusting madly into an artificial vagina while she held it for him.
She walked over to the dummy and dropped a hand to her wet pussy,
kneading herself softly at first and then harder as she thought more
of the stallion. She dropped her robe to the floor and leaned over the
end of the dummy, imagining what it would be like to be able to fuck
with the stallion. She rubbed her pussy against the soft material
covering the dummy as she began to approach a climax. Suddenly she
felt a soft nuzzling against her pussy.

	In her excitement, she had not noticed that the stallion had
gotten out of his paddock and had followed her into the barn. Looking
down at him she could see his massive penis bobbing between his legs,
just like it always did when he was just about ready to mount the
breeding dummy. Suddenly she realized her danger, but it was too late,
the stallion jumped up and pinned her down against the breeding dummy.
He began to push and shove at her ass with his huge cock, trying
desperately to find the small opening to her pussy. Suddenly he found
it and thrust his mighty tool home. She let out a scream as the pain
washed over her, but the pain was drowned out by the intensity of the
orgasm that she felt ripping through her. She could not tell whether
it was the stallion's penis that was tearing her in two or whether it
was the most intense orgasm she had ever had. But within a few seconds
the point was moot as she spiraled off into unconsciousness.

	She awoke with a start to find the young driver standing over
her naked body.

	"Where? Where am I? What happened? How am I still alive?"

	"Huh? Oh hell! It must have worked then! Did you enjoy it?"

	"What are you talking about? I get raped by a stallion and...
"

	"Oh, don't worry about that. It didn't happen. You see, after
we fucked this morning, I felt really bad about having come so quick.
So, I decided to try and make it up to you. You see, I'm majoring in
psychology at school and one of the things we learn to do is to use
hypnotism. It's really easy to hypnotise someone when they are almost
asleep. So I snuck in and made a few suggestions about not being able
to sleep and wanting to go down to the barn... And, well, you know the
rest. But the part I didn't expect is for you to pass out from that
orgasm. Apparently you seemed to enjoy it."

	Samantha could only look at him and shake her head. Then she
started to laugh.

	"You wanted to make up for it huh? Well, I'm still excited and
getting dicked by a stallion is a bit much, so how about crawling in
here with me and helping me find out if you really can or can't
outlast the stud. After all, this morning may have just been bad
timing."

	Sam was happy to find out that not only could he outlast a
stallion, but he could come more times than the stallion too.