Newsgroups: alt.sex.bestiality
From: an239@anon.penet.fi
Subject: What Happened One Day (M, horses)
Date: Sun, 15 Nov 1992 07:18:55 GMT

			What Happened One Day

	First, I'd like to apologize for posting this anonymously, but
the way things are around here: everybody knows everybody else. And
with the laws the way they are and the general feeling of negativism
towards this sort of thing I feel it best to post this way until I
find a more creative solution. Also, kudos to the creator of this
anonymous service.

	I live perhaps 15 minutes from a long-time friend whose family
keeps four horses on their homestead. I visited them for quite a
number of years before ever getting inside the barn for even a peek at
the horses there. I immediately took to them. Just being around them
made me - dizzy. The smell of hay and the usual smells that accompany
the equine persuasion were very pleasing to my senses.

	It took another year or so to realize that I was more than
just attracted to them, but turned on by them. I found myself looking
at horses by the roadside with a hand on my crotch, rubbing fitfully.
Pretty soon it evolved into finding early morning time to make trips
to my friend's barn to acquaint myself more intimately with the
horses. I would go there in the night and stroke their sides and pat
them and do all the things that would endear me to them.

	There were two who took to liking me. One was a tall brown
male and the other was a female pony. The other two seemed indifferent
to my advances so I just left them alone. I spent a lot of time asking
questions, subtly, but finding out things like when the family would
likely not be around so I could spend some free time with the horses.
It wasn't long before I found a day when I could go there and have a
secluded three or four hours alone with them.

	I went there and parked the car out of sight and brought
myself quickly to the barn and found the large male waiting for me. He
must have just urinated because his penis was still extended to its
full length. I slipped into the stall and took advantage of the
situation, grabbing it firmly in my hand and stroking it vigorously
while patting his flank to let him know who I was. He turned towards
me for a minute to sniff me out and then let me get back to what I was
doing. I stood up beside him and pressed myself against his body
while keeping his stiff cock in my hand. With the other I gently
massaged under his tail, watching it rise to my caress.

	After a while I felt his dick softening so I slipped under him
and took it gently into my mouth, letting my tongue and lips roam over
it while I continued to stroke it firmly.

	After a while though, I could tell it was going to be a lost
cause. It continued to soften and retract until I gave it one last
kiss and it was gone inside the sheath. I rubbed the sheath for a
moment before getting up and going back out of the stall.

	I found a hook on the wall and proceeded to remove my clothes
before entering the stall of the old pony mare. She was short of
stature and small in just about every other respect. I walked up to
her front, since she was turned away from me, and patted her and
rubbed her down until she was settled.

	Then I moved underneath her and rubbed under her belly, down
to her small udder, which I rubbed gently. She seemed to enjoy that
because she became quite docile and her tail flicked only lazily from
side to side. I took a moment to let my tongue roam over her four
teats before sliding back between her rear legs so I could face her
soft opening.

	I kissed her vaginal lips, parting them slightly with my
tongue and letting it roam shallowly inside her warm pinkness. She
seemed completely relaxed and willing to let me have my way with her,
so I went right ahead. Standing behind her, I pressed my body against
her rump, and it didn't take long before my own cock was extended
fully and yearning against her. She was just small enough to make a
somewhat loose fit for my cock.

	So after pushing my finger against her ass to get her tail to
lift up, I inserted myself into her as far as I could, trying to
position myself for the best feel. She shuddered a little bit and took
a step back, but that was the only reaction I got.

	I worked myself in and out of her, keeping my body close to
her rump and leaned over her back so I could rub her flanks and udder
while I worked my cock inside her. Pretty soon she was slick on me and
I began to lose feeling because she was just a little too big to do
much good. I looked around with my hand still on my own cock to keep
it hard, and found a small stool to use. I put it behind her and stood
on it with an arm braced on her back for support.

	I pushed my firm cock into her asshole, which was plenty tight
for it and pumped into that. Either she was just too old to react or
she was enjoying it thoroughly, but I worked myself into her, pushing
quicker and faster until I was just about in a frenzy. About the time
that I got to he end I quickly stood down and slipped two fingers into
her vagina, spreading it wide. A couple of quick strokes and I was
done. I watches closely and gasped into the warm air as I shot my
load against her lips and inside her where they were spread.

	When I was unloaded, I worked the come into her with my
fingers as the orgasm was washed away and kissed the inside of her
warm pussy before closing it and patting her on the rump and sides in
thanks.

	I stood there for a minute and admired her for what she had
done and then took a moment to release the contents of my bladder into
the straw of her stall, leaving my mark for her. I left with a smile
on my face, put my clothes on, and made sure to find another day for
an experience like this one.