Straight In The Horse's Mouth - Sex Stories

Straight In The Horse's Mouth

This has to be the most underwhelming heist I’ve ever been a part of. This is the sacred treasure of the Pampas? The most feared crown known throughout Brazil? It’s just a circle of intertwined twigs and rocks. It wasn’t even guarded. Such a waste. Oh well. Looks pretty. Guess I’ll keep it if no one else wants it.

I put the crown on and start to head off, but something catches my attention. Something smells absolutely terrible. It smells like mildew and must. Oh, it’s me. Come to think of it, I haven’t showered in days. Well, I can’t go home smelling like this.

I then traverse through the luscious trees, growing more accustomed to my surroundings than I normally would. The trees are more vibrant, the bushes are more lively, the various other flowers and plants are protruding more color, it’s quite the sight to see. See, that’s my problem. I keep finding myself to be too enthralled with the next artifact that I just forget to take in the sights of the places I visit. I mean, I’m always in the heart of Brazil, but I never give the scenery a good look. I gotta do that more.

As I maneuver through the forest, taking in the environment for a change, I hear a faint sound in the distance. It sounds familiar. Almost like...water. Maybe it’s a creek. I head in the direction of the sound of pouring water. My anticipation grows as the sound gets louder and louder.

After moments of being guided by the sound of running water, I come across a wall of vines in a small secluded ...

... area. I glance around my surroundings before opening the vines. And before me is the greatest view anyone could ever imagine. A pond with a mini waterfall, creating a rainbow at the base, trees looking over it, allowing rays from the sun to seep through, beautiful flowers occupying the landscape, complementing the scenery, it’s like I’m in a story book.

But that’s not all. At the edge of the pond resides a single horse, sensually lapping at the water. Fuck, that horse is the most gorgeous horse I’ve ever seen. It’s making me feel things I never thought were possible to feel for animals. She’s just so...wow.

She notices me looking at her as she continues drinking. Her eyes are so beautiful. This must be a special horse. That has to be the case. There’s no way the average horse could be this attractive.

I step through the curtain of vines, entering the absolute utopia that I’ve just discovered. I then make my way over to the horse as she continues drinking from the pond, lifting its left hoof. Once I’m right next to her, I bring a hand to her back, gently stroking it. She lifts her head up from the pond before turning to me. She’s even more alluring up close.

“Hello, there,” I hear someone say, completely taking me off guard.

I immediately turn around to see that there’s no one there. I then scan the surroundings, finding the same outcome. No one else is here. So who said that?

“I did,” I hear the same voice say.

Now I’m confused. Where is that voice coming ...