Belly Riding MILF: Part 2

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Synopsis: Despite telling her husband she won’t go near the hotels bellyriding service again, a MILF named Joanne just can’t get that giant horse cock and how it felt inside her pussy out of her head. By bellyriding. (Edited with Ginger)

 

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Part 2…

 

It took longer to make the horse cum the second time, but it didn’t seem like any time had passed at all. When Enrique finally returned after Joanne’s loud moans died down, she is exhausted. Her body is flush, her pussy is gushing fresh horse cum and her hips still humped up and down involuntarily as she continued to lovingly milk her lover’s huge member.

“Are you ready to be let down?”

“Whew, no But yes. That was fantastic.”

He untied her from the stallion.

As she rubbed her wrists, she said, “What time is it?”

“About four.”

“Wait, what? I’ve been having sex with him for an hour?”

“Well, an hour and twenty minutes if you add it all up, but yes, an hour after your family left.”

“Oh my God.” She felt panicked.

She hadn’t meant to spend that much time, but she clearly got lost in the sensation. She slowly extracted the huge penis from herself by pulling her body off of it. With a loud and disgusting liquid sound she freed herself as a gush of horse semen poured out of her. She stood up and felt wobbly. She is no longer tipsy, but she is out of it from the sex. She hurriedly walked over and found her yellow bathing suit, forgetting that her hand and her body were covered in semen. She put it on hurriedly, as well as her flip-flops and over her shoulder, she thanked Enrique as she rushed out.

She knew her body is still covered in semen, and it stood out in dark patches through her swimsuit as she looked down. Semen dripped down her legs as she quickly walked back to the hotel room. She quickly went to the door and opened it. Bill is sitting in the chair in the corner of the room, reading his magazine. He lifted his head and saw his pretty wife, covered in semen and sweat, panting and flush.

“Finally decided to come back huh?”

She decided the best thing to do is lie. It didn’t work before, but maybe now it would.

“Oh my God, Bill, I’m so sorry, I totally lost track of time and then Enrique left and then I started sobering up, but he isn’t anywhere to be found. Then the horse came again, and I was totally humiliated. You’re right, I really shouldn’t drink that much.”

Bill smiled.

“Right, you know? That’s what I’ve been saying. Bad stuff happens to people who drink. I know it is a terrible thing, but I’m glad you learned your lesson.”

“I sure did.”

She walked over and Bill stood up and gave her a hug. She wrapped her sperm covered body around him and kissed him fully on the lips. She wondered if he could taste the horse cum on her lips and breath. Either way it is turning her on. He seemed more frisky than usual too, and suddenly the two were tearing each other’s clothes off. She got on top and lowered her semen filled pussy down onto her husband’s throbbing penis. She knew she was loose, but he didn’t seem to protest her hot slippery insides wrapping around his cock. She noted that he is small in comparison to the horse, but she still loved him dearly. She rode him hard, soaking his penis, pubic hair and testicles not to mention the bed as the horse sperm oozed out of her as he fondled her breasts.

They both came only moments later.

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Bill seemed exceptionally affectionate that evening as they went out to dinner. JC didn’t seem to want to speak much during dinner, even though he had witnessed his mother copulating with an animal. But the three seemed to navigate the verbal waters as not to bring it up again. Joanne is happy to have her husband back, but despite the fact that he knew he wouldn’t approve she still didn’t refrain from ordering wine with dinner.

“You know what happens when you drink, Joanne.”

She shrugged and said, “You weren’t complaining a few hours ago, honey.”

With a wink she took a long sip. He shook his head, and went back to eating. The rest of the dinner consisted of Joanne telling JC about the pretty girls that arrived just after he got there.

“We should go a little later in the afternoon tomorrow.” JC agreed.

Joanne felt bad for him. This must be the vacation from hell for her son.

One of the other couples at the resort invited them to dinner the following night in the most exclusive part of the hotel – a small dinner place called Le Pari. Joanne gets the dress code, ‘Pumps and pearls’. Bill had brought a Tux just because of this intimate restaurant that is part of the largest hotel and Joanne had a really pretty dress that she knew needed an inch taken out of the waist, but other than that it looked stunning on her, and she knew it.

The following day arrived and started much like the day before. They went round and found some snorkelling to do after breakfast, and then ate lunch. They headed to the pool in the early afternoon where JC did in fact meet a few pretty girls. Joanne is really happy. Her husband loved her again, as he tenderly held her all night long. Her son is just as horny as ever, so she hadn’t killed his libido by her show the day before. Everything seemed perfect. JC introduced Tiffany and Courtney to Joanne. Joanne is pleasant to the young women, who were oozing sex appeal. They seemed cordial and nice. Joanne wondered if they noticed all the horse sperm stains all over her pretty yellow suit.

But something still nagged at her as the girls and JC left to go splash around in the pool. She couldn’t understand why, but she really wanted to try having sex at least one more time. Her body seemed to crave it. Even though she slept well, every time she woke up, she couldn’t stop thinking about the stallion and how it felt inside her. That is only made worse by the fact that her yellow bathing suit is covered in sperm stains and still smelled like horse cum.

She felt butterflies in her stomach as she realized she had to find a way to do it again. Coming to that realization made her head swim. But how would she do it? She thought for hours until it began to get a little late in the day and they decided to go back to the hotel room. JC stayed behind to talk with the girls some more. Joanne put her hair up in an old-fashioned bee-hive hairdo, just for fun, and put on her pumps and pearls, as well as her dress, to try it on. Yes, it did need to be pulled in an inch. Then she had a thought, she could probably get out of the room for a while under the guise of getting her dress re-fitted. She told Bill she is going to see if she could find someone to hem her dress a little. He barely looked up from his magazine to see her go.

She said, “If I’m not back soon, just head over to the restaurant and I’ll meet you there.”

I’ll need time to clean up afterward, she thought.

He nodded and said, “Okay, see you later.”

Perfect, she thought. She still had to get her excuse though. She went over to the bar and ordered a shot of Tequila. She downed it quickly and headed towards the barn, thinking if he smelled her breath, she would be free of his scrutiny. She hurried down to the stable and found Enrique cleaning up one of the stalls.

“Hi, Enrique. Surprised to see me.”

He smiled at her and said, “No, actually, but I’m glad to see you again. You look lovely. Are you going somewhere?”

“Yes, actually, I’m going to dinner in a few hours with my husband and two friends we met.”

“Well, would you like to ride between now and then?”

“Oh yes, please, I am hoping you’d ask. By the way, do I owe you from yesterday?”

“Your husband paid for three people to ride and only you ended up riding, so the way I see it you have at least a day left. Breeding you is relatively inexpensive, but it helps to keep the horses fed and me too.”

Joanne shuddered at that word – being bred is a hugely erotic thought for her and she couldn’t wait to try it again. She stripped off her dress, and her bra and panties as Enrique saddled the same stallion she had been coupled to the previous day, Nightwatch.

Enrique said, “You going to leave your shoes on?”

Joanne thought for a moment how funny it would be to be wearing pumps and pearls while fucking an animal. Such a sexy thought.

“Yes, I’ve decided I’d like to ride like that, if that’s okay.”

“Yes, definitely, please situate yourself and I’ll get him ready.”

Just like the day before she parted her legs under the stallion and let Enrique tie her up. The horse’s shaft soon appeared with Enrique’s ministrations and with several urgent pushes by both Enrique and Joanne she winced as the giant growing horse’s penis entered her.

“Whoa, he’s still huge. I figured it would be easier the second time.”

“No, it never gets much easier. But you’ll get used to if you keep doing it and get better technique, but he’ll always seem very large after not having him in you for any extended period of time.”

That made Joanne smile, she liked the intense feelings involved in this perversion and wished deeply that it would never stop. She lifted her hips gently, as the thick shaft pushed deeper into her inch by inch.

“Being a belly rider is tough, huh?”

“You have no idea what sacrifices there are for real belly riders, Joanne.”

“I’m a real belly rider, what do you mean.”

“No, you are close though. Real belly riders ride in public. You got caught, but it’s an entirely different thing to intentionally wade out into the unknown as a fully-fledged belly rider. It’s a proud Brazilian tradition.”

Joanne listened intently to Bill describe how some belly riders learn to live normal lives, entirely independent, except for those who would tie and untie them from the stallions. These women even included journalists, police officers, business women, hostesses, and even a mayor. Joanne is amazed.

“How do they do all that stuff if they can’t even move?”

“They can certainly move, they’re just inhibited in what movements they can make. All belly riders learn how to steer their stallions from underneath, for instance. That gives them a great deal of mobility and freedom. That’s how some women start their own delivery services, and so on, for instance.”

Joanne is amazed. “How hard is it to steer a stallion Like This.”

She finally felt the nudging of the huge phallus against her cervix as the full length of the horse’s girth is solidified by the small shot that Enrique gave the stallion.

“It doesn’t take long, really. Maybe an hour or so to get the basics.”

“Really? Can we do it now?”

“Certainly.”

He grabbed the stallion’s reigns and a few small flags and lead Joanne out of the stable and down to the sand of the beach. She suddenly felt very nervous. It is definitely out in the open. She could be seen by anyone who walked by.

Enrique set up the flags several yards from one another in a straight line and began to teach Joanne the principles of directing the horse while impaled on it. Of course, this stallion is extremely well-trained, so even after a few minutes, Joanne found herself easily navigating the stallion by squeezing its sides to make it move forward, and pulling on the reigns to make it stop. Turning is a little tricky, but soon she got that too. Everything felt so weird being upside down. It took a lot of getting used to.

All the while she is on the lookout for people, and sure enough people began to walk down the beach. A couple, a bit younger than Joanne walked down the beach hand in hand. At first they didn’t see her but soon enough they spotted her, and began talking to one another. They walked past wordlessly but obviously amused as they couldn’t take their eyes off of her.

The man waved and said, “Howdy.”

She waved back as best she could since her wrists were tied. She felt more naked than she had in her whole life as each step the stallion took drove its huge cock deep into her and back out again.

Why weren’t they saying anything? It is the strangest feeling she had ever had – being naked and impaled on a horse on a public beach should be the biggest news in the country, but yet, it seemed like in this strange place it is okay. Joanne took that moment to rock her hips hard. She is incredibly turned on. Enrique gave her some hints on how to rock her hips and orgasm while she is steering the animal. It all sounded so complicated, but she is determined to figure it out. She felt the thick horse penis butting up against her cervix with each step as she began to moan a little. She looked at Enrique, expecting him to look at her disapprovingly, but like always, he barely noticed.

Suddenly, Joanne decided she wanted to be seen. She wanted people to look at her. Most of all she wanted her husband to see her like this again.

“Do you think I could get in to Le Pari like this,” Joanne said aloud, not sure why she is saying it.

“I could call ahead and make sure if you like, but I don’t see why not. The entire hotel staff is aware of the belly riding stable, so it shouldn’t be a problem. Would you like me to make a call for you?”

“Uhm, sure. Okay. I guess it doesn’t hurt to ask.”

“Alright, I’ll be right back.”

Joanne continued to lift her hips harder and harder, feeling the resistance of the huge animal straining inside of her, as it got more and more turned on. Soon she could feel the animal begin to expand in her as its orgasm started to approach. She worked her body up and down harder, feeling the animal reach a plateau of no return. She wanted to feel its huge body ejaculating in her and she closed her eyes again, letting the huge animal mate with her as it wanted to. The horse began to jerk its erection back and forth inside of her as her own tension mounted.

She desperately wanted to feel its ejaculation and she said aloud emphatically, “YES. YES…”

Just then she heard a high voice say, “Mrs. Corsten?”

Joanne’s head spun towards the new sound – that of Tiffany, JC’s female friend.

Tiffany and Courtney looked at her with their jaws wide open, “What are you doing?”

They couldn’t believe their eyes as the horse began to thrust much more violently inside of her, pounding her insides. She tried to talk, but she is, extremely embarrassed. She is sure they had heard her exclamations, but she still tried to defend herself.

“Oh, Tiffany, Courtney, sorry, it’s not what it looks like.”

The horse thrusts hard into her open body, as she struggled to fight him off and her impending orgasm at the same time.

Just then Enrique walked up and said, “Good news, Joanne – it looks like Le Pari is totally okay with your staying nude and having sex with the horse during dinner this evening, just like you wanted. That shouldn’t be a problem. They’re expecting you and have a table set up specifically for you and your lover. I did have to give your last name so they could hold the table. I hope you don’t mind. They said they already had your reservation, so they just modified it to accommodate your special needs. You only have a few minutes before dinner, though, so you had better hurry. I’ll have your dress and undergarments delivered to your room.”

That is that – her defenses were gone and the cat is definitely out of the bag. Tiffany held her hand over her mouth in shock. Enrique introduced himself to the girls, who barely noticed him. The girls couldn’t help but stare at Joanne and the impending horse orgasm that is about to unfold in front of them. Joanne suddenly realized it didn’t matter. Enrique had made it clear that this is pre-meditated and had outed her to the girls. The girls didn’t seem to want to budge and now the horse is going to inseminate her body in front of them and there isn’t anything she could do about it. She decided that it didn’t matter anymore, especially because if she is going to show up naked under a horse that evening for dinner, she might as well get some practice in. She finally let her body relax and she gave into the onslaught as the horse began to make a loud coughing sound as it’s testicles raised up.

Cocked and ready, she moaned and lifted up her hips as an offering to her lover. The horse began to erupt violently into Joanne as her mouth parted and her thighs began to burn as she tensed hard. Her stomach knotted and her anus began to pulsate. Suddenly she too is climaxing as the rush of semen sprayed all over her insides. She is in heaven and hell all at the same time. She is so humiliated being ejaculated into while the two pretty teenage girls, wearing their skimpy bikinis and Enrique watched her vagina gets filled to the brim with horse semen. She felt her nipples stiffen and she knew her clitoris is red and ached to be rubbed as her vaginal walls perversely milked the horse of its warm semen.

She tried to save face and pretend like it is her first time, “Wow, that is totally different from I expected it to be.”

Enrique, however, honest to a fault and unable or unwilling to catch Joanne’s drift, said, “Different than the two times yesterday?”

Tiffany’s eyes were huge as Courtney said, “Wait, this is your second day?”

The horse is still cumming in her as it began to pour out from around the edges of her tight union in as she looked at Tiffany and Courtney with a flushed sweaty face.

“Yes, actually, I was drunk yesterday and a bit tipsy today. I shouldn’t have done it. That’ll teach you not to drink.”

Tiffany laughed.

“I’ve been drinking for years, and I’ve never had sex with an animal. Jesus. Can you imagine? Yuck.”

Courtney nodded. “Totally. Ew.”

Joanne sighed, wishing the girls would just leave.

“I know it’s hard to understand at your age, but when you see a chance to have sex with a penis this big and strong and a pussy full of cum when you’re my age, you’ll have a hard time making that decision too. Trust me.”

 

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She couldn’t believe she had pulled off that little impromptu speech – especially because she is totally powerless and her anus and vulva were still pulsating hard as she spoke. That shut the girls up and they quickly departed, sensing an alpha female in heat in their presence. But now it is too late. They’d go and tell JC what they had seen, and no matter what Joanne said, she knew that it is too late. Her family would know the truth.

She looked at Enrique and said woefully, “What am I going to do?”

“About what?”

“About my family? They’re going to know about everything.”

“Then my advice to you is to stop lying. Own it. If you like belly riding, tell them. What’s the worst that can happen?”

“They’ll leave me.”

“If they already know and haven’t left you, I find that difficult to believe. My suggestion is to ride like a true belly rider tonight and make your La Confession.”

“What’s that?”

“It’s the coming out party for a belly rider. Normally it’s a big party, but a quiet dinner at Le Pari will suffice. Besides your dinner reservations start in just a few minutes, I don’t think you’ll make it there on time unless you start walking straight away.”

He smiled at her.

“You know, you’re right. Will you walk me over there?”

“Absolutely. Let’s go.”

She tried to act proud as she stuck her chest out, with her nipples erect. Even though she is buck naked, with a thin sheen of sweat covering her body, and a drooling post orgasmic pussy on display and full of horse penis, she felt like a princess. She rode gracefully past gaping mouths and pointing fingers, through the hallway to the back of the hotel where Le Pari is nestled. The door is oversized and perfect for riding a horse through. Joanne suddenly noticed not a single door, except for the doors to the hotel rooms was small enough to forbid a horse and rider from entry. She wondered if it is on purpose as Enrique opened the door, revealing her nude body to the inside of an extremely fancy restaurant.

She is suddenly very embarrassed as the extremely polite hostess, who is a gorgeous young woman not much older than JC but perfectly made up crouched down and said, “Good evening, Madam. Welcome to Le Pari. Are you Mrs. Corsten?”

“Why yes, I am.”

“Perfect. Your party is already waiting for you. If you’ll follow me.”

Enrique smiled and said, “Good luck as he waited behind.”

Joanne took a deep breath and did her best to navigate through the tight tables, feeling so ashamed of herself as the other guests dressed in tuxedos and dinner gowns looked at her spread legs with her pubic hair V standing out for all to see. Her breasts jiggled freely as she walked by. Why is she doing this? She wished she could turn and run, but by the time her flight instincts fully kicked in she saw her husband and their two friends, Kelly and Tom.

The hostess, in her extremely polite way said, “Hello, everyone, let me introduce, madam Corsten to the table.”

Bill’s face looked like it might just fall off his head. Kelly and Tom were equally surprised. Joanne didn’t know quite what to say, so she opted for classy and fun.

“Surprise. I’m sorry I’m late. Hi, honey. Kelly, you look beautiful in that dress. Tom, it’s nice to see you all dressed up too.”

Kelly didn’t know quite what to say.

“Your, err, pearls look pretty too.”

Joanne smiled avoiding Bill’s furious eyes.

“It’s okay, you don’t need to struggle to give me a compliment. The dress code here is ‘pumps and pearls’, so here I am.”

Tom shook his head in disbelief. “Yes, you did, didn’t you? I can’t believe they let you in.”

“I made a call ahead of time, which is why they sat you in the corner, presumably. I’m sorry for all the attention too by the way. I guess I’m a bit of a head-turner today.”

More heads were turned their way from the other patrons than any time in her life. Joanne is completely on display, and she is blushing hard, and doing her best to hide it. The waiter came over and introduced himself. He then turned the stallion so it faced away from the table, and instead both its butt and Joanne’s vagina were facing the table. He continued to talk about the specials as he tied the horse’s tail up so it wouldn’t knock over the glasses on the table. Joanne’s pussy is evidently drooling semen onto the tile on the floor because one of the bus boys wiped up under her after filling the water glasses on the table.

She is a spectacle, that’s for sure.

Bill finally spoke. “I thought you were going to stop drinking so much.”

Joanne smiled. “Actually, you’ll be surprised to know that I only had one drink today, and it is primarily as a way to give myself leeway. I thought I could lie and tell you I’ve been drinking for hours or something, but in reality, I’m sober. No, I had sex with this horse yesterday and again today before I came over here. I just wanted to.”

Kelly nodded. “Ah, yeah, I can see it dripping from you, actually. See it Tom?”

He nodded, his gaze transfixed on her nether regions. “Mmm.”

“Yeah, I apologize for not telling you sooner, Kelly, and Tom, but I didn’t tell Bill either. It was spur of the moment, actually. I snuck off before dinner to fix my dress, but I really just wanted to have him cum in me once more. Then I ran into some of our son’s girlfriends so I knew the jig was up. Then I just plain ran out of time. Everything is conspiring me to come dressed like this.”

“Undressed like this, you mean,” Bill retorted.

“I’m wearing pumps and peals, Bill. So I’m dressed just fine,” Joanne said.

Kelly said, “What made you want to try it in the first place?”

“Well”

Joanne decided to answer a completely different question as she recited back what Enrique had said about it being such a rich cultural tradition in Brazil, and how women were empowered by it. As she told the story about women working in Brazil while strapped to their horses she realized how incredibly horny she is. Then she paused, knowing that everyone is still waiting for her to explain why she had decided to try it.

“I guess to answer your question, it is a really sexy thought. I almost couldn’t help myself. Call me crazy.”

Bill shook his head. “She is crazy. Yesterday I caught her saying that she’d let the horse knock her up if she could.”

Kelly laughed. “Really? Joanne, really? That’s just gross, I mean, it’s bad enough you’ve bred yourself out at a fancy restaurant in front of everyone”

Joanne blushed hard, knowing Kelly is right.

“I don’t know what got into me. At first I thought it was just pillow talk in the heat of the moment”

Bill interrupted, “Not pillow talk with me, mind you. This is when she didn’t know I was watching her get inseminated by that animal.”

Joanne swallowed hard. “That’s right. I was in the moment. It was really horny, I know, sounds perverted, but I was sorta kidding.”

She rocked her hips very gently, as if she were just getting more comfortable.

Tom shook his head. “I don’t think I’d ever said this if I weren’t sitting here right now, but I think it’s admirable, personally. Good for you for having so much courage to walk in here like that, with sperm leaking out of you, and holding your head up high. There isn’t enough honesty in this world. I for one am impressed.”

Kelly looked at Tom with a smirk. “You just like seeing a pretty woman getting screwed by a horse, admit it.”

“That’s not too bad either, no. No offense, Bill.”

Bill smiled for the first time. “None taken.”

Joanne wondered what Bill is thinking. Kelly changed the subject before they could keep talking towards the hotel resort. Joanne felt suddenly alone, and left to her devices. No one seemed to be outwardly upset by her presence, nude or not, horse dick up inside her or not.

She let her body move ever so slightly again, in rhythm with her breathing. It felt incredible. She paused for a moment, as she realized the leather of the saddle creaked as she moved. She then moved again, and again, as she sensed no retribution of any sort. The waiter came by and took their order. Joanne didn’t know what to get, and the waiter suggested pasta, that could be easily fed to her. She agreed. The bite sized amuse-bouche came and the waiter politely fed it to her, giving her a drink from her water-glass with a straw. She felt like a princess. For the first time that evening she isn’t just okay with being nude. Joanne is delighted to show herself off.

Kelly even leaned over the table a little and whispered quietly, “I love what you’ve done with your pubic hair.”

“Oh. Thanks. I’m glad you noticed.” Joanne blushed thinking about Kelly eyeing her privates so closely. “I’ve got a landing strip, but I might mix it up now that I see your pubes. Also, you’ve got great tits.”

“Oh come on, now I know you’re just flattering me. My breasts sag.”

“Sure, a little, but they’re big and pretty, and real. I wish I had breasts like yours.”

“Wow, well, thanks. Ugh, all this talk is making me horny.”

Joanne huffed and lifted her hips hard and overtly, lewdly giving everyone at the table a very good view of her semen covered anus as she did so.

“Are you sure it’s not the huge horse in your pussy, sweetheart,” Kelly winked.

Before Joanne could respond the waiter came over with their food. Joanne had no idea how dinner would work, but the waiter surprised her by pulling up a small stool and sitting down to feed her.

Joanne is mortified, “No, really you don’t have to do that. I’m sure you have other tables.”

The last thing she wanted is more attention.

“Actually, Madam Corsten, I don’t. The hotel makes special arrangements to accommodate belly riders. Mating with horses can take a lot of help and encouragement from those around you. The hotel and its wait staff do what they can to encourage our patrons to successfully mate with the hotel studs. It’s something the hotel offers to the patrons along with all the perks associated. I am literally at your disposal.”

“Oh.”

Joanne didn’t know what to say, but he asked her to taste the food so he could properly salt and pepper it for her. It is all a mess as far as Joanne is concerned. Bill shook his head and politely allowed the conversation to move towards how pretty the snorkelling is.

After a few bites the waiter smiled and whispered in a worried tone. “Is everything okay, Madam?”

“Yes, why.”

“Normally belly riders are more insatiable. Is this stallion not suitable? Do you require something bigger to mate with?”

“Oh, gosh no I’m just eating.”

“I see, well don’t let that stop you, Madam. I don’t mind. It’s not like I haven’t seen it before.”

“Do you get many belly riders in here?”

“Not many, but a few, sure. We do what we can to make them as comfortable as possible so they’ll come back to the hotel and to Le Pari.”

“Well, you’ve been extremely nice. I’m not sure if I’ll ever belly ride again, but if I do, I’d love to come back.”

“Why wouldn’t you belly ride again, I must ask?”

“I think my husband is upset.”

“Then why aren’t you enjoying yourself?”

“How do you mean?”

“If he’s already upset, why don’t you enjoy yourself?”

That made sense to Joanne.

“Fine, maybe I will.”

“Good.”

The waiter smiled and gave her another bite of pasta. As she ate, she lifted her butt a few times, to test the waters. No one said anything. Then she did it a few more times. Still no response, although Katie did let her eyes stray over to Joanne’s buttocks for a moment before returning her attention to Bill’s recount of their snorkelling experience. She took another bite of pasta and lifted her butt several more times. Another bite of pasta and she began to rotate her hips, much more openly.

Joanne heard herself saying, “It feels wonderful.”

Bill nodded, “Yeah, the warm water does feel nice when you’re diving.”

She almost laughed. Joanne is talking about having a horse dick in her pussy and he is talking about diving.

She kept lifting her hips as he talked. Suddenly she felt the horse begin to react. That is surprising. It is one thing to have a small orgasm, but it is quite another to have the horse cum in her. But the waiter seemed so nice that maybe it wouldn’t be a problem. She kept moving her hips and increased her tempo. Her pussy began to make squishing sounds as she got more and more leverage. She took another bite of pasta and the waiter smiled at her. She wanted to cum again.

Kelly looked over at Joanne and lacking anything more interesting to say to Joanne, who is clearly getting herself off at the dinner table, said, “Where’s JC?”

“He’s off with Tiffany and Courtney, I’m guessing. No doubt hearing a horror story about how they caught his mother fucking a horse earlier this afternoon.”

“Oh, that must have been interesting.”

“Tell me about it. I am so embarrassed.”

“The perils of being a belly rider, I guess. How did JC take it?”

“I think he is disturbed, but I think he’s okay. Hopefully he’s okay. Besides, I owe him.”

“You owe him for what.”

“For preparing me to take so much of Nightwatch here.”

“Hah. Yeah, well, I hope it doesn’t warp JC too much, especially if you do this when you get home like the other belly riders do. I mean, they do it all the time, right? You are going to do it when you get home?”

“Who knows? Maybe?”

Kelly smiled brightly and said, “I, for one, hope you do.”

“Why is that?”

“You two make a cute couple.”

Kelly winked.

That made Joanne lift her butt several more times and ask in a horse horny voice, “Tell me what you think of my body some more. Please?” She pleaded with Kelly with her pretty eyes. Kelly giggled, sensing a game – the game of making Joanne cum.

“Your pussy looks huge. I can’t believe you fit so much of him up inside of you.” She interrupted Tom and Bill, who were talking about coral and said, “What do you think, Tom?”

“Of what, sorry.”

“Can you believe how much of that horse is inside Joanne?”

“Oh, uh, no, I guess not.”

“How about you, Bill. Did you know your wife could take all of that?”

Bill frowned, clearly upset.

Joanne said, “I think I’m only taking about seven or eight inches. I can feel him against my cervix.”

Joanne worked her hips harder with each passing moment, until she saw the horse’s testicles raising up.

Kelly mused, “Wow, I think you’re getting him excited, Joanne.”

“Mmm, he’s growing inside me, right now. I can feel him, thickening.”

Kelly laughed. “Look, Bill, you can see your wife’s anus pulsing, that’s kinda cool. Look, Tom.”

Kelly is egging the whole table on, driving them all towards wanting to see the horse and Joanne climaxing in unison. Joanne didn’t want to keep her audience waiting, but she loved that Kelly is being so naughty.

“Kelly, can you see my pussy pulsing when I squeeze his dick?”

“Do it. I’ll watch.”

Joanne squeezed as hard as she could a dozen or so times in a row, which made her stomach and anus tense at the same time.

“Yeah, I can definitely see that. I’m sure the horse is enjoying it too. Are you going to make him cum?”

“I don’t know what do you think? Should I?” Joanne wanted her audience to approve of her.

Kelly nodded. “Definitely. What do you think, Tom? Want to see a horse ejaculate into Joanne?”

He laughed, “If Bill’s okay with me watching, yeah, I mean, of course. Who wouldn’t?”

Kelly laughed. “Men. How about you, Bill?”

Bill shrugged in a less angry tone. It is almost as if his tension had decreased at the same rate his curiosity had increased at the spectacle that is his wife.

“Do whatever you want, Joanne.”

Joanne didn’t take his ambivalence lightly. “Thank you, honey.”

She knew she wasn’t given permission, but she pretended like she thought that’s exactly what his defeat is – permission to entice an animal to try to impregnate her at dinner. She continued to writhe and buck her hips as she finally began to let go and enjoy this intensely erotic moment. Suddenly the horse began to thrust into Joanne’s body hard, pulling its long shaft backwards and then driving it all the way home, hard against Joanne’s insides.

She couldn’t help herself as she moaned loudly, “Oh God.”

The horse’s pace intensified as it worked its huge member back and forth inside Bill’s wife’s small frame. He looked on as he watched his wife of over twenty years indulge in the most perverted act he had ever seen. Worse yet, she is being intensely pleasured by this grotesque event.

Her stomach began to tighten, as the pulsing of her anus and vulva intensified as her orgasm quickly approached. She moaned louder and louder, until people at the nearby tables could no longer even pretend to ignore her. The horse began to buck so hard the guests feared for Joanne’s safety and Bill, Kelly and Tom backed up in their chairs, for fear of being trampled. Thrust after excruciating thrust drove deep into Joanne’s willing body.

The horse’s head began to flare deep inside her body, and her pussy clamped down hard on the giant penis. All at once the two, Joanne and the stallion began to orgasm. The monster penis inside her shot rope after rope into her already sperm coated insides, filling her up again quickly as her vulva milked the giant penis. She let out a scream as her toes curled and her leg muscles rippled. She desperately wanted as much of his cum in her uterus as she could fit. In vain her cervix sucked hard at the torrent of semen, only to be thwarted by the large volume already in her uterus. She quickly filled up and with a hard thrust, a jet of semen erupted from around the tight-fitting union of Joanne’s lips and Nightwatch’s giant throbbing penis.

“Wow. That’s a lot of cum,” Kelly announced.

The others agreed.

Bill said, “I’m sorry if I accused you of wanting to have the horse’s babies. I guess I already knew it is just in the heat of passion.”

Joanne is still in that same heat as her orgasm continued, through tense breaths, she said, “Thank you honey.”

Joanne felt like crying, but her orgasm is far more important.

The waiter smiled. “Ah, don’t be so sure, Mr. Corsten. Madam Corsten’s womb must already be quite filled with horse sperm, because she appears to have orgasmed rather hard. She simply can’t hold any more semen inside her body. That means when she had sex with the stallion earlier, she already filled her womb up with his ejaculate.”

Bill frowned.

“What does that mean?”

Kelly interjected, “That means your wife is trying to cuckold you, Bill. She’d rather get pregnant with the stallion than you.”

Bill looked pissed, but the waiter went on.

“That doesn’t mean your wife doesn’t love you, Mr. Corsten.”

He shook his head, as his wife and the stallion continued to orgasm, squirting hot semen out of her sperm soaked pussy.

“So she does want to have babies with that damned horse?”

“Yes, definitely. But that shouldn’t concern you. Your wife’s fantasies could never be realized. She’s your wife, and she cares deeply for you. You should love and support her efforts to mate with a horse, since that’s quite clearly what she desires. It takes a lot of effort to mate with a horse, and stay successfully mated with one for a long period of time. Your wife has made that effort, and had done quite marvelously, I might add. Your wife seems quite content to stay coupled. She needs your help, Mr. Corsten.”

Bill squinted.

“My help?”

“Yes, please tell your husband what you desire, Mrs. Corsten.”

Her body is finally beginning to recover from her intense orgasm, as she caught her breath.

“Oh God, this is so embarrassing.”

Bill looked upset.

“Tell me.”

“I want you to stay with me.”

“What else.”

“I want to be able to belly ride again.”

“How often?”

“I don’t know.”

His voice rose slightly, “How often?”

“Maybe once a day.”

“You want to fuck a horse once a day?”

“No, I mean, yes But I mean more than once a day.”

“So how often?”

“Maybe you could just tie me up to a horse before you head off to work, and untie me when you come home.”

“ALL day?”

“I know it sounds awful, but you asked.”

“I love you, but I don’t know if I can let my wife fuck a horse for 8 hours a day, honey.”

“You know you were horny when I got back to the room, having seen me with the horse. Don’t lie, Bill. You didn’t even make me wash my pussy or anything.”

Bill flushed a little and didn’t know what to say to that – his wife is right. Kelly and Tom laughed a little under their breath.

The waiter asked, “How many hours a day could you live with, Mr. Corsten? Four? Your wife has made a tremendous sacrifice in telling you her fantasies.”

“I know I mean there’s no amount of hours that’s too big or small enough. I guess eight hours a day is fine, I’m not really excited by the idea mind you, but I do love you. I guess I could live with it, as long as I had you in the evenings and you made me dinner at night. And we would have to build a little barn so you aren’t roaming around the property, scaring the neighbors.”

“You mean that honey?”

The waiter smiled. “If you want your wife to stay mated with the animal, you have to encourage her, Mr. Corsten. Don’t constrain her.”

Bill looked a little flustered. It is one thing to let your wife have her sexual freedom, but to actively ask her to do it? He hesitated and then took a deep breath.

“Fine, you’re right. Honey, I’m sorry for the way I’ve acted to you yesterday and today.”

“I’m sorry too, honey. I should have just told you how turned on I is by having sex with Nightwatch last night. It seemed so stupid, but now I know it’s something I really feel like I have to do, even if it means every single person I know finds out that I want to stay naked and impaled on a sperm covered horse dick all day long. I actually want them to find out, honey. I know that’s perverted, but I want them to watch me mate with horses.”

Bill sighed. “Okay, if you want to try to fulfill some crazy dream of having sex with horses as much as you can, I won’t even untie you at the end of the night, if you don’t want. I’ll just come home, kiss you on the cheek, feed you dinner and leave you to continue to mate with whatever stallion you so choose to give yourself to that day. I’ll leave you tied up to and impaled on a stallion for days on end if that’s what it takes. And I’ll make sure all our neighbors, our friends and our family members know that you’re trying to get yourself pregnant by way of a horse as I parade you around the property. I’ll even invite old friends over so you can surprise them if it helps get you off.”

“Oh, God, Bill. Really?”

“I’ll do whatever it takes for you to be happy, comfortable and sexually satisfied. I’ll keep you bred for the rest of your life to help your fantasies come true, if that’s what it takes, because I love you.”

The tears began to roll down Joanne’s face. She had never loved a man more in her life.

“Yes, honey, that’s exactly what it takes. I love you too.”

 

The End

 

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