The Dream - A Fantasy About a Horse

This is my first story. Since English is not my native language, I had google translate it. Feedback is welcome. [email protected]

The Dream - A Fantasy About a Horse

The sun is high in the cloudless sky. I lie in the hammock - wearing only my bikini - with my book and enjoy the time off. At least for a while, because in a few weeks I have exams and there is a lot to study before then.

"Mia, I'm going straight into town. If Mom calls, tell her I'll be back in a couple of hours." I nod to my father, who walks to the car, gets in and drives. I try to concentrate on my book. I close my eyes for a moment and clear my mind of thoughts.

The rustle of the wind in the trees. The chirping of birds. A neighing of horses from a nearby field. The sun beating down on my body. I feel drowsy. I should be reading, but I feel so wonderfully relaxed right now. Will anything happen if I close my eyes for a moment? My eyelids feel so heavy...

I walk to the door and open it. I go into the barn and close the door behind me. It takes a moment for my eyes to adjust to the darkness. The air is almost still in here, and there is a relaxed, almost lazy atmosphere. A smell of straw and horse hits my nostrils, but I don’t find the smell unpleasant. Quite the opposite, in fact.

I walk over to the stall and open the door. The horse stands still, watching me. His brown eyes radiate calm, warmth, and good nature. He follows along willingly as I pull him out of the stall and place him in the middle of the stable.

I tie him to a post with a rope while I walk over to the shelf and find the brush. He stands nicely still as I groom him. His half-closed eyes leave no doubt that he enjoys being groomed. I enjoy grooming him too. His back, mane, front and hind legs, belly, everything gets a turn.

I step back to observe the result. I can't help but be captivated by the beauty of the animal. The black and white markings on the fur, the beautiful tail and the powerful muscles. Now he stands and looks at me - almost expectantly. What now? The windows in the stable are so dirty that you can't see through them, but a ray of sunlight has still managed to find its way in, so the horse is bathed in a warm, yellowish light.

I walk over to the horse and talk softly to him while I caress his muzzle, ears and neck. He stands completely still, enjoying my touches. I give him a big hug and almost don't want to let go again. Finally, I let him go.

I step back a little and walk around him. My attention is caught by a piece of straw that has gotten tangled in his tail. I bend down and remove it. As I'm about to stand up, something catches my eye. I catch myself staring at his cock. There's something almost hypnotic about it.

The sunlight reflects off his huge testicles. With my hand I gently touch one and feel it carefully. Soft. Silky soft. And warm. I crouch under the horse so I can see better. With both hands I feel his balls. These huge... sperm containers... I hold one in each hand and lift them carefully, almost as if I'm weighing them. I pet them and caress them as if they were the most precious thing in this world. The horse snorts a little, but otherwise stands still.

I notice that his cock has slowly started to slide out. It gets longer and longer. It's hard to take my eyes off it. I stare at it while it almost majestically slides out to its full length. My heart is pounding in my chest, and my breathing has quickened.

I hesitantly reach out for his cock. Both of my hands slide up its shaft and then slowly slide down again. Up... Down... I press the cock against my chest and hold it there with one hand while I let the other slide all the way up. My arm is just long enough for me to reach his balls, which I play with a little before I let my hand slide back down.

Now I grab it with both hands and hold it tight while I thoroughly massage his member. He is clearly aroused, because his cock is very stiff and the head of his cock is flared. A short, low whinny testifies to the pleasure he is experiencing right now. I take a short break and admire the wonderfully large, thick cock I am holding in my hands.

The cock is right in front of my eyes, so I can look up along the shaft, all the way up to his big balls, which hang and dangle between his muscular hind legs. It looks like a cannon just waiting to be fired. But what a cannon!

I can feel my body trembling, and I glance down at myself. Even through my bikini, my hard nipples are visible. My breasts are heaving up and down as I breathe in small gasps. I am full of longing to taste his love juices. This life-giving nectar of love, it is so beautiful.

I carefully stick out my tongue so that only the tip of my tongue touches the head of the cock. I hold the cock with both hands while my tongue slides around and around the head. I close my eyes while I think about what I want to do next.

The most important thing in my world right now is to do it as well as I possibly can for him. To satisfy the animal. I want to drag it out for as long as possible, and almost drive him crazy while he teeters on the edge of climax. And finally, when he can't take it anymore, I want to let him explode in my mouth.

My inner gaze is a fireworks display of colors and wonderful patterns as I imagine cascades of warm horse semen squirting into my mouth and far down my throat.

With a longing sigh, I open my mouth as wide as I can and let my soft lips envelop his cock. It's big, almost too big, but I relax my jaws and with my hands I gently guide it all the way into my mouth. The feeling of having my mouth completely filled with a warm, throbbing horse cock makes me excited.

And the thought that that cock belongs to a big, handsome and horny stallion is almost indescribable. My tongue explores as much as there is room for it. I let it caress the head of his cock while my hands massage his huge member. I pull the cock halfway out of my mouth and then let it find its way back in. I create a vacuum with my mouth as I pull the cock out. I sense that he's approaching climax, but I don't want him to come. Not yet.

He's so aroused that juices are running out of his cock. I swallow the salty drops and slow down a bit. He grunts impatiently, he wants me to continue. I gently stroke his cock while kissing the head from all sides. I want to show how much I appreciate him, how much I love him. He shifts restlessly, as if he wants to take a step forward, but he stays still.

I open my mouth again and welcome his cock with my tongue, which immediately goes exploring. My hands can't stay still any longer and start massaging his member again. Suddenly he makes a movement with his hip, so that his cock goes all the way into my mouth. At first I'm surprised, but I quickly figure out what he's up to.

I hold on tight with both hands and let him control the pace from now on. He thrusts with his hip again and again. A spectator might have found it comical to see a horse making thrusting movements like that, but for me it's one of the naughtiest things I can imagine. I'm being fucked in the mouth by a horse! Right now my mouth is a nice wet, tight pussy for him to use however he wants.

My head jerks every time he thrusts, even though I hold on as hard as I can. His big balls dangle with each thrust, and the head of his cock in my mouth is now so distended that I can't get it out even if I wanted to. There's nothing I can do, I have to let the beast finish. To give him the release he craves so much. I can feel his hip movements getting stronger and faster, and my body is shaking with pleasure. I close my eyes and prepare to receive the most wonderful gift a horse can give me.

With one last hard thrust, the movements stop. I feel every muscle in his body tense and his whole body trembles. The first squirt takes me completely by surprise. Even though I thought I was prepared, it comes with such force that it hits the back of my mouth and some of it shoots down my throat. My mouth isn't big enough to hold his huge cock and all that cum, and my cheeks are completely distended to the point where I feel like they're about to burst.

My mouth is completely blocked by his cock, but some of the cum finds its way out of the corners of my mouth, where it trickles forward and runs down my cheeks. With a jerk, I wrench his cock out of my mouth just as the next squirt comes. A thick, hot stream hits my mouth before I can close it. I close my eyes and swallow as fast as I can. He whines with pleasure and shoots another load. My mouth is closed, so the stream bounces off my face and hits my forehead, my hair, my lips, yes, everywhere.

My nostrils are covered in horse cum, so I open my mouth again to gasp for air. I still hold his cock in front of me with both hands and leave my mouth open as he fills it with his juices. I don't even notice the world around me, it's all so wonderfully beautiful, and the big animal just stands there coming and coming all over me.

Over and over he pumps his warm horse cum all over my face and into my mouth. Here is my reward for my efforts. I swallow as much as I can, because nothing should go to waste, but it's impossible to keep up. The juices run down my throat, over my breasts and my bikini, where a pool of cum has collected.

Finally, he is completely exhausted. I swallow, and with the back of my hand I remove the semen from my eyelids. I open my eyes carefully, while I greedily lick my hand. His cock is about to go limp, so I quickly put it in my mouth one last time and suck the last drops out of it.

Finally, I leave his cock alone, and it now hangs limp as it slowly returns to its hiding place. I look down at myself. I am completely soaked in horse semen, my breasts and bikini are covered in it, and my stomach and thighs are smeared. I smile cheekily, while I think about what my hair and face look like! I shift a little so that I can reach his testicles with my mouth. I give them both a kiss of gratitude.

I try to stand up, but my legs will barely support me. With an effort, I succeed, and I stand in front of him and look him in the eyes. Words can't describe the look he gives me, and I smile and give him a big hug. "Thank you," I whisper.

I wake up with a start as I drop my book onto the grass. I'm still lying in the hammock, somewhat disoriented. What a dream! It had been so real. And bizarre! My pussy is dripping wet. It's all so confusing! I've never had thoughts like that before.

A fantasy about sex, sure, but with an animal? And then a stallion on top of that. A beautiful specimen, admittedly, but still? I've heard of people who have such... desires. And some people don't let it just stay a fantasy. I shake my head and get out of the hammock. My legs are shaking. I decide to take a cold shower. Bizarre fantasy or not, I can't help but smile to myself as I go to the bathroom and undress...