Wolf Trap, Part Two - Sex Stories

Wolf Trap, Part Two

... a little, feeling a sense of nervousness and anxiety build up in her. Was she really doing this? After the past two days, she decided that yes, she was. This is who she was now, and she would embrace it. The power and the pleasure was too much, she decided, and she could feel her fertile pussy tingling in anticipation. Sophie moved her hand down into her panties and began playing with herself. Her pussy was still slightly sensitive from the past two days of intense breeding, but she could feel the wetness build up in her. She began rubbing the top of her palm against her clitoral hood which really got her juices flowing. This was the intention, she thought, making sure that her panties got a lot of the fluid on them.

Scanning the horizon, she saw a black shape in the distance. It was emerging from the long grass near the river’s edge. This was it; she knew immediately by its silhouette; this was the stallion which was causing trouble. It didn't seem flustered by what Sophie could see, just a little playful as it trotted around the field. Sophie took a quick look around and didn't see anyone else. It would be very rare for anyone to venture out where she was, anyway, it wasn't near another farm or house and was pretty wild. Sophie's instinct took over. She removed her panties which were now soaked in her juices and scent. Walking slowly and carefully, she approached the stallion which didn't seem to take much notice of her. It was a large, jet-black horse with a white ...

... stripe down its head. It had a wild, unkempt mane which blew in the wind. The horse looked majestic, like it was out of a beer commercial or some such. Its size as well, it was very big and intimidating. Sophie started stepping towards it, clicking with her tongue to try and communicate with him and to keep it calm. It looked up at her and acknowledged her but then returned to chewing on some reeds. It turned slightly, and that’s when Sophie saw its two massive testicles nestled underneath. They looked so big and swollen and Sophie's pussy tingled and began to spark to life at the thought. “Poor boy” she said, mewling and clicking hoping to get its attention, “those balls look awful sore, but don't worry, I can drain them for you”. The stallion still wasn't really acknowledging her, but Sophie ventured closer, getting right beside it. It was only then, its head reared up and turned towards her. He seemed kind and gentle, his eyes looked down at her as he snorted. 'So much for your wild horse theory Nana' Sophie thought. She put her hand out and petted his muzzle, rubbing and whispering. The stallion seemed to like this and moved in a little bit into her, his tongue coming out and giving her hand a lick. 'Perfect', thought Sophie, this was the exact kind of contact she had been looking for.

As Sophie whispered and rubbed the horse's muzzle, she then brought up her soaked panties to him and to his nose. “Know what this smell is boy?” She said, “It’s me, it’s my scent, it’s my ...