Beastiality

The day started out like most. I woke up groggy, hungry, and physically wasted. Feeling that way because I know just how programmed everyday of my life is… I’m sure a repeating process works for most, but I got to have something spontaneous every once in a while. Which made this day perfect for such a person.

Lets skip from that point, to after my GED classes for the day…

I’m driving down the road, heading out to the ranch to visit my favorite horse; ‘Barbie’, and do my duties for the ranches owners. When I finally arrived, I find that the owners are just about to leave for a luncheon, and want me to take care of things while their gone!
So I got right to it. Gathering up and loading hay into each stall. Making sure to give ‘Barb’ kisses, every time I pass hers…

“I hadn’t based our relationship, or even though of sex when I first met her. But now that she had grown on me, I felt we had a connection.”

After feeding everybody, filling all the water troughs, and taking a short break visiting the 2 foals (‘Toot’-colt, and ‘Gooba’-filly). I went back to the stalls to love on my mare hun. She eagerly greeted me as always, calling out with a little grumble of a whinny. Of coarse I knew what she was “really” talking about. She wanted me to give her more hay… She’s a sweetheart, so I got her some more. Being that the other horses out there were a jealous group, I had to give everybody else a little more too.

I stood there at her stall gate, just staring at her, while she munched on her food. Occasionally, making little gestures. Saying how pretty she was, and how she’s such a sweet little mare… “I don’t know if she understood it, but I believe she knew when I was sweet-talkin’ her”. After she was done, she walked over to the gate and stuck her head out. Being obsessed as I am, I stood there rubbing and sweet-talking her.

Then I had an Idea… A thought that exploded butterflies into my stomach… I looked her in the eye… “You wanna little hanky-panky ‘Barb’?” A guilty smile stretched across my face. I opened her stall and walked in. Gave her kisses on the nose, combed my fingers through her coarse mane… My hands caressing her as they inched their way to her hindquarters… “Will you let me sweety?” I said, as she turned her head towards me. My left hand laid across the dock of her tail… Slowly, my fingers inched to her paradise, being as loving as possible.

With the first feel of her rough cunt, I felt my pants shrink. My fingers feeling over her warmth, wanting her heat. I looked at her face. She had her head mid-way down, a clear sign. (from my watching horses mate.) That she was willing.

I stuck a few fingers in, and began to massage. Her tail shifted up, and to the left. With every gentle slop, her tail stiffened to the side. “Oh your loving this aren’t you?” The words slipped out with the passion of the moment. I continued to rub her clit until she had spread her legs wide. I couldn’t take it anymore, I had to make love to this mare! The stallion in my pants was beginning to hurt, as he had nowhere to go…So I dropped the pants, and had quick realization… I was too short!

As fast as I could, I pulled up my pants and went for the stool in the storage room. When I got back, she was there waiting for me, head sticking out over the gate. She had a; “Where’d you go? And, ooh! What’s that??” look on her face.

I came back in and placed the stool down so I could close the gate. She walked to it and sniffed for a bit, wanting to know what it was. I walked back up to her, and softly said; “you ready for this honey?” I began to caress every part of her body, until I was back at her ‘tenders’.

Once again, I massaged her twat with loving care, until she spread her legs. I grabbed the stool quick and hoisted my self up to her level. Dropped the pants, aligned, and… (::angels singing: I could feel her warmth cover me. At that point, the horse in me went wild… My hips pounded at her hindquarters. And she, hehehe…She was loving it!

With her legs spread and her ‘sweetness’ occupied. She began to back into me! I tried to stay on as I was mounted on her. But she ended up pushing me off the stool! Luckily the stalls had just been cleaned, so I got up off the floor exceptionally shyt-less. With just some hay and wood chips, in my hair and on my back… I looked up and she just stood there, waiting… But looking strait at me.

“This isn’t going to work if you keep doing that hun.” I said as I positioned her backside facing a wall. I repositioned the stool, climbed up, and entered heaven once again. I looked down as I could see ‘The Stallion’ working his magic for the first time. Barbie’s wet cunt slopping with my thrusts. She spread her legs wider, and began to back up again. I was ready for her. I grabbed the railing above the stall and hung on, as she pressed me into the wall. I was relying purely on the bar this time. She had me too far back to stand on the stool anymore.

My upper body grew extremely tired as my lower body kept thrusting and getting squished into the wall. Oh what a feeling, her cheeks wrapped around my waist, like her whole back end wanted to swallow me. So warm, and so soft… I could feel her muscles work their magic on me as I got to a high point. With her pussy now winking and swallowing my balls. I squinted my eyes, I could feel my horse-love shoot forcefully into her. 1-2-3-4-5-6-… ugh. Sucking me dry, draining my energy… I quit on the eighth, and she rested the full weight of her ass on my waist… she stood for a minute, with me still inside. As my eyes wondered along her body, up to the back of her head. I stared at her, and she turned her head back to face me. I felt something… I knew, at that point, I had found my true love.

I pushed her forward and dropped to the ground… The reality of this action hit me like a freaking brick; “I did it, with, a horse!” OMG! “I lost virginity to a horse!” I kneeled there, with this quarry pounding my thoughts, my beliefs crumbling…

I looked up. And there she was, facing me. Sniffing my hair, and releasing our love juices behind her. “I love you ‘Barb’.” I bluntly spurted it out… I held her chin in my hand and rubbed her jaw. Lifted my self up, pulled up my pants, tightened them, and looked at her. I hugged her. I Hugged her with a tear in my eye that I couldn’t hold back… “This goes against so many peoples beliefs.” I said as I held her. “They’d never understand…”

I cleaned her up with a horse towel that happened to be handy at the time. And left the ranch a few minutes later. My thoughts were focused the entire way home…“I could never explain my actions to anyone, they wouldn’t understand.” When I got home, and sat in front of the TV. Pondering, what this meant for me…

Its now four years later. And I can confirm the myth, that you never forget your first. After meeting many others. I realize now; What, and who I am. I have no desire for the human body. if any desire exists, it is only for their intellect. I am an equiphiliac, an exclusive. In my own rights, a stallion…

Today featured my first horse passion gallery