Raza had always thought of herself as an animal someone, but it was when she was eighteen that she made a rattling bond with the sensual realm. She remembered it well : she was on her uncle's farm in Missouri River in the middle of summer, and she was walking naked around the barn in the other dawning to eat the chickens. Her red-brown hair fell loosely down to her olive-skinned tits, and even at eighteen, her torso was a marvel to behold in its well-endowed glory. But though she acted a slovenly woman at school, she had never let a boy get any farther than kissing her grand tits.

So there she stood, raw, bending over at the waist to sprinkle seed down into the chicken coop, wondering whether perhaps she should have sucked Bobby Ferrell's pecker as he had requested, when she felt something whale and meaty take from her what she had guarded so well these past few eld. Hooves landed on the railing next to each of her shoulders as she realized that her uncle's trophy stallion, Julius Marx, was fucking her virgin pussy with the full strength of his sinewy hindquarters. Her backtalk hung candid in a silent scream and her eyes bulged as she felt the enormity of the horse's rooster inside her, but her pussy was in Eden. She had never felt anything close to what she was now experiencing, and it felt more natural than any sensation she'd ever had before.

The horse was whinnying as it bucked into her again and again, each thrust making its fetid cock grow more erect. What had started at a flaccid ten inches was now a hearty dig of sixteen, pumping in and out of Raza's eighteen-year-old kitty-cat with staying power unknown to any man. Raza closed her optic as she moaned, feeling the animal's bulbous stopcock head buried deep inside her, shuddering with feral desire. Her pap swayed and reacted to each jerk of the fleshly's leg muscleman, and she clutched and squeezed them, groaning in pleasure. The horse's poking seemed to get even faster for a present moment, then suddenly came to a stiffened arrest as it let out a hazardous neigh.

Naïve Raza was confused why it had stopped, and was just about to push back onto the horse's cock with her ass when she felt it explode with cum inside her, blasting her pussy walls with torrents of seed, splashing out of her tight hole and running all down her hot teenage branch."Oh yes, oh yes, oh yes !"she cried out as she bucked her pussy up and down the horse's emptied turncock, reaching the for the first time coming of her aliveness. Her spray of pussy juice splattered down her cum-covered legs, and she gently pulled herself off of the animal, ending in a little"pop"as the animal's cock head left her newly-stretched hole.

She turned around to front at the organ that had taken her virginity, and was surprised yet again at its sheer size : it was elongated to a good eighteen inches by now, and it was easily as boneheaded as her forearm, still stiff from the intense fucking session it had just completed. Raza knelt down, horse cum still dripping from her pussy onto the barn trading floor, and held the creature's extremity in her workforce. It was sticky with its own cum and she could not help but incline down to try out it, licking a drop off of the cock head.

And Raza was addicted.

She never took her lips off of the pecker. Immediately she began to draw and puzzle out, her knife burning with her new darling flavor in the world. She brought one script down to her pussy and submerged her fingers in cum before bringing them up to suck on. She could taste a hint of what she assumed was her own cum, homogeneously blended with buck seminal fluid, and she swooned at the taste. She continued gratefully sucking the animal's hammer, slobbering all over its smashed girth and stroking it up and down with both her workforce. She massaged its chunk and she kissed its psyche, and soon she felt it stiffen up once to a greater extent. She wasn't sure if it would cum again, given how much it unloaded in her pissed pussycat, but her question was answered when it pumped her backtalk full of more hot cum. She opened her mouth in amazement and spluttered for air as the horse shot load after freight onto her face and nipple, covering her in countless fibril of thick, gluey cum : her reward for her first blowjob. She basked in the perverse nebulizer as she aimed the cock at the few dry spots remaining on her face, happily lapping up any fall that flew into her smile mouth. The horse shot four last loads as Raza locked her lips once More over the cock caput, giving her another bursting taste of seminal fluid. She swallowed dutifully and kissed the horse's member as it finally began to puncture.

Standing up, she caressed Julius Marx's psyche in her bridge player and nuzzled him as she whispered"Now isn't that better, steady ?"The horse whinnied in approval and chuffed as it walked away, fully satisfied with Raza's fucking. Raza watched the animate being stride away as she stood still in the barn, the dayspring sunshine shining through the go in the wall and illuminating her newly shiny teat. Just thinking about her experience made her horny all over again. The horse, in its animal nature, had not questioned the morality of beastiality, or of rape, but had simply seen her hot curvy ass and had fucked her like it wanted. There was no stimulation or emotion, there was simply the horse's lust and Raza's tight, hot pussy, with nothing to keep the two from satisfying one another.

Raza 's hair, face, knocker, kitty-cat and legs were still actively dripping with cum, as the very undermost level began to inure onto her delicious soundbox. She scooped the cum off of one of her tits as best she could and placed her deal in her oral cavity, drinking yet more of the animal's cum, and she debated whether she should try to sneak into the family and take a shower or just work out off all of the cum here in the barn. It was a very easily won debate.

The taste perception of Equus caballus cum would not leave Raza's oral fissure for a good long while .