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Synopsis: Rhonda and her husband take up an old man’s offer for her to try horse cock at his farm. By Rhonda & CL (rhonda_love69@hotmail.com) (Edited with Ginger)

 

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The First part of this story is – The County Fair.

 

After Rhonda’s adventure at the County Fair, all she could talk about was the old man called Strauss and his offer to visit his farm and get to know his Shetland ponies. It was obvious that she wasn’t going to be satisfied until she saw, or felt for herself if she really could fuck one of them.

About two months after the fair I suggested that we go for a drive to find a horse so she could look and see if she could take it. After a bit of driving we found a farm that had a few ponies in a field. As we parked and watched them we finally saw what we came for. Once Rhonda saw the big, black dick beneath the horse she knew she wanted one inside of her. It was all I could do to keep her from sneaking into the field and grabbing the horse’s cock. I told her to call Strauss and ask him if the offer is still good.

Strauss is delighted when Rhonda called. He said, “I think you’re very capable of fulfilling this fantasy and it would be a great time for us all.”

Rhonda said, “I would love to try it, but only if my husband can come too.”

“Sure,” Strauss said and laughed. “I could invite a good fried too.”

“OK, does next weekend sound good for you?”

“Great, I’ll email you a map if you want.”

She told him her email address and said goodnight, the call ended. That night she fucked me like a mad woman as her mind burned with lust over her adventure next weekend.

*****

Rhonda couldn’t have picked a more beautifully warm day for her adventure. As we drove to the Strauss farm I admired her long slender legs. Rhonda is wearing a black one piece wrap-around dress. Underneath it she’s wearing her favourite garter belt and sheer black stockings. A tiny pair of panties and a lacy black bra hid her nice pussy and tits. Rhonda also wore a new pair of black high heels she just bought to complete her outfit.

After the three-hour drive, we approached the house, and Strauss came out to greet us. He grabbed Rhonda and gave her a big hug. She’s much shorter than him so she stood on her tip-toes to kiss him deeply. Seeing them embrace, I remembered how she kissed him after he fucked her in the barn at the fair. Strauss introduced us to his best friend, Carl, who politely reached his hand out to shake hers. However she wrapped her arms around him and pecked him on the cheek instead.

Strauss and Carl had prepared a nice light dinner for us and we talked about several things. Both Strauss and Carl are widowers who had developed their friendship over the years through their horses. As we adjourned to the living room, Carl poured some home-made wine. It tasted smooth but packed a great punch. As we talked some more and enjoyed the wine the sun began to set.

Rhonda recounted the experiences she had at the fair for Carl and filled us in on the details of her thoughts and feelings during that fucking. Strauss glowed as Rhonda told how warm and good she felt getting her pussy stretched and then filled with his cum.

Strauss asked Rhonda, “I want you to become the wife of whom or whatever I choose. I’ll be your master, and you’ll be my willing whore. Do you accept this?”

Rhonda, who’s sitting between Carl and Strauss leaned over to him and kissed Strauss passionately. “From this point on, I’m not CL’s wife anymore until you give me back to him,” Rhonda said holding her hand to her heart.

Strauss put his hands on Rhonda’s shoulders and turned her to face Carl. He pushed her toward him and she kissed Carl deeply. While they were kissing, both Carl and Strauss explored Rhonda’s body with their hands. Both men were sporting hard-ons which Rhonda willingly stroked through their pants.

Strauss finally pulled Rhonda close to him and told her, “It’s time.” He roughly pushed her from the couch, and ordered her to stand in front of them. “Strip naked,” he said sternly.

Rhonda shyly stood there and in a few fluid movements removed her dress, panties and bra. As she’s starting to remove her stockings Carl told her to stop, he wanted to see her in stockings and heels.

Once she’s nude, she turned slowly, rubbing her body and allowing us all to enjoy her. Strauss asked her, “Did ya bring what I told ya to?”

Rhonda got her purse and produced a giant tube of K-Y Jelly and handed it to him. He stood, took her hand and led her out of the house to the barn. Walking behind her, I felt very pleased with the way the setting sun made Rhonda’s skin glow. It’s beginning to cool off now and Rhonda’s nipples hardened from the cooler night air and her sexual anticipation. She walked between Strauss and Carl, holding their hands with no hesitation and she obviously had given herself to these two men to do what ever they wanted of her.

Once in the barn I’m amazed at how nice it is. We were in a large panelled room with a clean wood floor almost as nice as you would find in a house. A small fire is burning in the fireplace and I sat in one of the overstuffed chairs admiring the room. This isn’t obviously just a barn. Strauss told us that this is his tack room and study, where he spent most of his time.

In the middle of the room, Strauss had built a narrow bench about ten inches wide, four feet long and about two feet off the ground. The bench is padded with a stuffed leather covering. One end of the bench is lower than the other. Near the bottom of the posts holding the bench, Strauss had tacked on leather straps. There was also a small ramp built around the sides of the bench.

Rhonda looked at it, and then at Strauss. “Is that for me?” She asked smiling seductively.

Strauss came up behind my naked wife and placed his hands on her shoulders facing her toward the bench while he explained what’s going to happen to her. I noticed that he was holding her rather firmly, looking for Rhonda to play the submissive.

He said, “The bench is similar to the one I remembered seeing in the film I told you about. You lay on your stomach and have your arms and legs tied to the posts. The pony walks up the ramp with his legs on either side of you so his front hoofs are higher than his back.

“This gives him a more natural angle. If the pony mates with a mare, he would climb up on the back of the mare and enter her, but since you can’t take his weight the ramp will overcome the problem,” Strauss said.

His hands reached in front of Rhonda and roughly massaged her tits and pulled on her nipples while he held her tightly in place. He assured Rhonda that the ramp would support the pony and that she would be in no danger. While he was explaining the process I noticed Rhonda squeeze her legs together trying to massage her pussy. She is so ready for this.

Strauss continued to hold Rhonda by her shoulders. “Carl, go out and bring in the pony,” Strauss asked his friend.

When Carl returned leading the pony, Strauss said, “His name is Coco. My favourite Shetland pony out of all my horses. Coco is the most experienced with the mare’s, so he’s perfect for this.”

Coco is perfectly name as that is the colour of his coat, but he has beautiful blond mane and tail to set it off. The stocky musculature of the horse surprised me. Strauss suddenly pushed on Rhonda’s shoulders so she’s kneeling by Coco’s side.

“Now, my beautiful little slut, rub your new husband’s cock,” Strauss ordered.

Rhonda’s hand shakily reached under Coco and began stroking the horse’s balls. Coco’s head shot up when he felt my wife touch him gently. As her strokes became more deliberate, the tip of Coco’s cock appeared. Once visible, Rhonda turned her attention to his growing shaft. As more of it became available to her, Rhonda’s strokes became longer and more intense. I’m feeling in awe of my beautiful wife, watching her crouched by this animal giving it pleasure.

Strauss gave Rhonda a small basin with water and a towel in it. “Wash your husband’s cock,” he said.

Rhonda took the basin from him, and said, “Yes, master.”

She began lovingly washing Coco who looked like he’s really getting into the attention he is getting. When Rhonda is finished, she pulled the long hunk of horse cock to her mouth and ran the tip of her tongue over the dark head. An urge she couldn’t resist any longer, to feel this alien cock with her tongue.

Strauss grabbed Rhonda by the hair on the back of her head and pulled her so she’s looking at him. “His cock is for your cunt, not your lips,” he sneered. “It’s time. Get on the bench, Rhonda.”

Once on the bench, Rhonda found she could lower and raise her ass with her legs. This way, she could get her pussy at the right height for her new lover. The bench stopped just short of her pussy and spread her legs enough so that her ass and cunt were open and exposed, ready to get filled. Strauss placed a pillow under her stomach to make her more comfortable.

“Is my beautiful slut ready to get fucked by her stallion?” Strauss asked Rhonda as he gave her ass a slap with a leather shaft.

Rhonda jumped a little when she got slapped, and said quietly, “Yes, master.”

Strauss then said to his friend, “Carl, prepare our sluts cunt for mating.”

Carl tied her wrists and ankles, rather tightly I thought, to the posts with the leather straps. He then used his fingers to stretch my wife’s pussy wider and proceeded to squeeze the whole tube of K-Y jelly she brought along with her. Rhonda moaned as she feels herself get filled with the clear gel. Carl took the leather shaft Strauss used to slap her ass and slowly worked it into Rhonda’s cunt.

“This is the butt end of a whip,” Carl said. “We’re using it to get Rhonda prepared.”

Rhonda groaned as he slid a good eight inches of it in and out of her. When he took it out the last time her pussy made a slurping noise followed by a loud queef. I giggled at the pussy-fart noise, but the other two men didn’t take any notice of it.

With Strauss leading him behind Rhonda, Coco stepped on the ramp and began to gingerly walk up it. It’s obvious Strauss had practised this with him before we arrived. When he had his front hooves completely up the ramp, he’s standing straddled over Rhonda and his cock is resting on Rhonda’s ass. Coco’s cock is long and black against her white skin. I’m sure it looked longer than anything I had seen her take (and that’s a lot of cocks over the years), but it wasn’t really as thick as I thought it would be.

“It feels warm and heavy on me,” Rhonda said, her voice quivers with excitement.

Strauss looked at Rhonda and said, “Become his wife. Take him in… NOW!”

Rhonda began moving her ass up and down and from side to side guiding the tip of that big black dick against her pussy. Flexing her slender legs, she rubbed her slit along the horse’s cock as if to pry herself open for it.

“IN!” Strauss commanded.

Rhonda pushed back onto the cock and it slipped under her belly but not into her. She gave a loud sigh when she realised the promised shaft missed its target. Coco twitched when he felt his cock get pinned between Rhonda and the bench. As Strauss calmed the horse, he barked to Rhonda, “Again, try again.”

Rhonda lifted her ass and Coco pulled his cock from under her. She adjusted her body so that the tip of the horse cock is now parting her pussy lips and Coco instinctively tried to thrust into her. It entered her momentarily, but popped out causing Rhonda to scream from pain. On her third attempt she clasped her thighs around Coco’s shaft and pushed back. This time his horse cock slipped between her ass cheeks before it ever got near her frustrated pussy.

Rhonda began to get teary-eyed, and said, “I can’t get him in me.”

From the frustration in her voice, I could tell she’s totally committed to having this long stiff prick in her body. Strauss yelled, “Carl, untie Rhonda’s hands so she can guide Coco’s cock with them.”

Carl quickly complied and Rhonda’s hand shot underneath her body and grabbed Coco’s shaft. She lifted her ass again and placed the head of the cock at her slit and moved it around spreading herself open for him. When she felt open enough, she push ed back on it.

With a loud, satisfying moan from Rhonda, the head of the black cock disappeared inside her pussy. Rhonda closed her eyes with look of total bliss on her face. She began rocking forward and back as more of the big shaft entered her. By this time, Coco realised he had just invaded something really sweet and he began to buck. He’s obviously trying to get more of his stiff prick into Rhonda’s soft opening, but couldn’t because of the ramp and bench. True to Strauss’ word, Rhonda was in complete control of the fucking. As her pussy adjusted to the size of Coco, she took more and more of him into herself. It got easier for her to stroke her gorgeous red-bushed snatch on the horses cock as he stood very still wanting to go deep inside her.

Rhonda lets Coco do more of the pumping, so she grabbed onto the bench post for support. With each thrust, Coco pushed Rhonda forward on the bench. She pushed back after each stab at her pussy so she’s in position for the next strong thrust. She’s sweating now, and groaning with passion. I thought to myself, Is this really happening? Rhonda’s fucking a horse! Right in front of me I watched my thirty-five year old wife getting her pussy pounded by a pony.

Coco really starts to hump Rhonda, but the ramps keeping him from his goal. The K-Y jelly Carl squeezed up Rhonda’s pussy is squishing out of her with each stab. The bench is getting covered with the excess jelly, however, Rhonda kept getting pushed forward until Coco’s cock plopped out of her. Rhonda nor Coco could get it back inside her.

To get back with him, Rhonda reached out and pushed herself back using Coco’s front legs for leverage. She got her ass back far enough to meet Coco coming at her with another thrust. He drove his cock back into my wife’s pussy making her squeal with pleasure.

Rhonda groaned, “Oh, fucking great.”

In no time, Coco took full control of the situation and began pumping his cock rapidly into her pussy. Rhonda starts screaming, “Fuck me, Coco. More… Fuck me…”

I looked at Strauss and Carl who were standing with their cocks out stroking them. I know Rhonda had told me Strauss is very big in the cock department, but on seeing it I gasped in awe. He has his own horse cock to deal with. At that point I joined them, pulling my boner out to jerk-off to this amazing scene.

“I love your black cock… Fuck me…” Rhonda kept moaning loudly.

Strauss said, half panting, “Yes… Keep talking dirty to him.”

Rhonda looked at Strauss and noticed his huge cock a few inches from her face. She reached out to grab it, but he pulled away. “You’re the horses whore-wife now, not mine. Fuck him,” Strauss said.

Sensing his tone, Rhonda responded by saying, “Yes, master. I’m the horses whore. I’m fucking his big cock. He’s going to fill me up with his hot white sperm. I’ll make him cum into my warm tight cunt.”

After about ten minutes of pounding, and trust me the sound of slapping, squishing, and moaning filled that tack room; Rhonda is getting what appeared to be fourteen inches of the pony cock inside her pussy. I could see the concentration on her face as she worked to make herself cum. She lifted her head and bit her lower lip. However, Coco began neighing and beat her to an orgasm.

The pony continued to pound her, globs of almost clear cum leaked out of Rhonda’s pussy. When she felt the gooey mess leak out of her she realised she just made a horse cum. With that, she broke into a what I can only describe as gut-wrenching orgasm. The tack room filled with a musty, just fucked pussy fragrance. As she finished cumming, Strauss began to pull Coco back from my wife’s sweet pussy, and what a mess it looked. Her poor pussy so puffy, red, wet, and so open we could see her cervix. The walls of her pussy are coated in frothy, creamy horse cum and it’s dribbling out like a dripping tap.

Rhonda tried to get up, however, Carl told her to lie back down. “You’re not done yet,” he said stroking her back. “A slut fucks more than one.”

To my surprise Strauss re-entered the tack room with another brown pony.”This is Stilt,” he said. “In a bit you will see why.” Carl and Strauss laughed at a private joke. “He’s been waiting outside to fuck you. Do you notice how ready he is to make you his wife too?”

It’s true, Stilt had an enormous hard cock bouncing under his belly. It looked bigger around (girth) and much longer than Coco’s. He must.ve enjoyed listening, and smelling Rhonda service Coco and is showing her how much with a new prize for Rhonda to conquer.

Rhonda laid her head on the bench, closed her eyes, smiled, and said, “Make him fuck me, master. I want him to be my husband.”

Strauss seemed to enjoy Rhonda’s submissiveness. “This time on your back,” Strauss commanded.

Rhonda got on her back and Strauss led Stilt over her. As Stilt stood above Rhonda I noticed he’s aware of the wet, soft, mess under him. With his huge cock laying across her slippery, tight belly, Stilt began trying to get into her pussy being offered to him.

On cue from Strauss, Carl grabbed one of Rhonda’s legs and Strauss the other. They pulled them around Stilt’s sides and tied her ankles as close together as they could get them over Stilts back. In this position Rhonda’s pussy immediately began sucking Stilt’s cock in. Stilt began moving into Rhonda. She wrapped her arms around him and pulled her body close to him.

“I love you, Stilt. Fuck me, lover. Harder. HARDER!” Rhonda moaned loudly.

I could see she’s cumming again. I so envy women for having that ability.

Carl and Strauss stood rubbing Rhonda’s legs. They also helped slide her on and off the powerful horse cock. As Stilt began to stiffen and get ready to cum into my wife, Strauss pulled the knot and released Rhonda’s legs. The two men pulled her off of Stilt’s cock just as he’s beginning to cum. Thick ropy streams of cum sprayed across Rhonda’s stomach and tits. She laughed and began massaging the hot sperm over her face and neck. She opened her mouth to catch the last few spurts. Wanting more she scooped the cum from her tits and licked it off her fingers.

“Its delicious. I love the taste of my husband’s cum,” she said.

Strauss pulled Stilt away and took the horse’s position at the bench. He grabbed Rhonda’s thighs and slid her back down the bench toward his cock which is pointing directly at her gaping pussy. He spread her legs wide and rammed his cock into her. After taking those big horse cocks, Strauss and his huge man-cock didn’t bother her too much.

All the while he fucked her, Rhonda’s begging. “Fuck me. Make me your wife too, my master… Harder… Your horse fucking whore wife needs to be fucked.”

He fucked her until he grunted and shot his load into Rhonda. As he withdrew he told Carl to take his place. Carl also filled my wife up with a load that he must have been saving for years. During his pumping, Rhonda again encouraged her other master to fuck her. I couldn’t take any more and pulled Carl aside as the last drops of his cum leaked out the tip of his cock. I managed to get my cock in just as I came, adding my sperm to the mixture in Rhonda’s pussy. She’s so stretched I couldn’t feel her insides, but I did feel an incredible warmth and wetness.

Strauss moved to Rhonda’s face and kissed her deeply. She wrapped her arms around his head and sucked his tongue deep into her mouth. When they broke the kiss, Rhonda looked at Strauss passionately and asked, “Does my master have any more animals for his slut of a wife to fuck?”

No, not tonight anyway,” Strauss said stroking her hair softly.

Strauss pulled a Hudson Bay Blanket from a shelf and covered Rhonda. He helped her up as she seemed quite wobbly. She wrapped the blanket around herself as she sat on the bench, still shivering from her last climax. Once Strauss put Stilt back into his corral, we went back into the house. Carl drew a bath for Rhonda and both he and Strauss took turns washing Rhonda’s body while I sat out in the living room watching a game on the television.

*****

When they finished giving Rhonda a bath, including what Rhonda later told me was a very sensual douche, Strauss led her to the bedroom. Carl joined me in the living room while Rhonda and Strauss had an incredibly loud fucking session. When he finished screwing her, he came out and sent Carl in to take a turn with their wife.

He sat opposite me watching TV, but I could tell he had something on his mind. Eventually he said, “CL, I want to ask you something.”

“Sure, go ahead,” I said congenially.

“I want Rhonda to stay for the weekend. I promise I’ll return her safely on Sunday night.”

“It’s up to Rhonda,” I said. “Did you ask her?”

Strauss nodded. “She said yes like a good slut,” he said, then smiling at me.

“Can I say goodbye to her before I leave her with you?”

Strauss nodded warmly.

When I went into the room, Carl is kneeling behind Rhonda fucking her from behind. When they saw me, they slowed down. While Carl continued slow deep pumps into Rhonda, she asked, “Has Strauss told you what’s going to happen?”

I nodded and she smiled her approval. Between her grunts from each stab at her pussy, she said, “I love you… Oh! … I’m so lucky… Ahhh! To have a husband like you… ugh!”

***

Rhonda didn’t come home until two days later. She told me the two of them continued to fuck her every minute they could. She also had the horses fuck her three more times as well as Carl making his German Shepherd fill her cunt with her first dog sperm. She also got to give Coco a blow-job and got a face full of watery cum as a reward.

If somebody wasn’t in her cunt, they made her fuck herself with her fingers or the leather whip handle. During supper, or when they sat around, she had to keep the whip deep in her cunt. Rhonda wasn’t allowed to get dressed the entire time she was at the farm. She said that during the rest of the weekend they alternated between treating her as a slut who was to do their bidding or became very tender, bathing, grooming and feeding her.

Once they tied her up in the barn and coated her body with a molasses spread. They took great pains to fill her red bushed cunt. They then released Coco into the stall. He proceeded to lick the sticky-sweet mixture off of Rhonda, sticking his tongue up her pussy to get all he could. Rhonda said she had several orgasms as Coco cleaned her off. Since she didn’t come home until Monday, I naturally wasn’t there when she arrived.

“Strauss had to fuck me one more time and took me on the floor of our living room,” she said with a guilty smile.

Rhonda never again went to the Strauss farm or had another animal. She said that she did it just to prove to herself she could and didn’t need to do it again. However, if the opportunity arose, she said she wouldn’t mind taking advantage of it. Strauss and Carl did stop by frequently to enjoy Rhonda’s company and body.

When we moved, Strauss gave Rhonda the Hudson Bay Blanket he used to take her back from the barn. Wrapped in the middle of the blanket was the leather whip handle that was used as Rhonda’s substitute lover that weekend. It still has a place of honour next to our bed.

The End.

 

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