Shemale Taking Turns With Her Horse – Rough Missionary (Book 3)

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The sexy shemale can't get enough of her miniature horse Charlie! Spotting him while he was on his back one day, she couldn't help but whip out her thick cock and ravish his tight ass then and there. All the while sucking his fat dick! Having survived taking his massive shaft deep up her rear previously, the hot dickgirl doesn't hesitate to get on her own backside to be split wide open yet again!


Days. Weeks. Months. Time was absolutely flying by once I started having sex with Charlie all the time. I didn’t even bother with touching myself anymore. Whenever I felt the slightest bit horny, I’d rush out to his little building to let him take good care of me. Whether that was allowing him to suck my balls dry, or pound his ass until I gave him yet another hot and creamy load. I made sure to always let my own ass recover for at least a week before I let him mount me again, however. It nearly took that long just to walk normally again!

He really was a good horse, and I adored him dearly, but I wished that there was more that we could do together. Humans were much more flexible, able to get into all sorts of positions. Horses… they pretty much just stood there. At least, that’s what I thought.

I knew it was something that they did, but it wasn’t until today that I actually saw him on his back. It never looked all that comfortable, but apparently horses loved being on their backs. They’d probably do it more often if they didn’t have to worry about standing all the time so then they’d be ready to flee from predators. Just seeing him rolling around in the hay like that gave me an idea…

“Charlie! Don’t you just look like a bundle of energy today!” I said, giggling.

I knelt down next to him on the hay and rubbed his torso. Surprisingly, he wasn’t becoming big and hard despite having seen me. I’d have to do something about that right away.

My hand rubbed him all over, moving further down his body slowly. Charlie laid there patiently, watching me closely. His belly was much softer than his ribs. I massaged him all around his balls and sheath, giving him a bit of a tease. But I could only deny my lust for so long. Afterall, my shorts were already feeling ready to explode open.

“You’re gonna make me do all the work, aren’t you!” I said, cupping his balls. “Once I work a bit of my magic, you’re gonna be nice and hard.” He huffed in response.

I continued stroking his belly as my other hand massaged his tight sac. It almost seemed like his balls were getting bigger, likely because I was draining him so often. His body didn’t want to let him run completely dry. Not seeing any growth just yet, I redirected the hand on his belly to his sheath. This was the first time I had actually played with, or even touched it, since he was normally engorged and ready for action. It was so soft and smooth. After squeezing it a bit, I stuck my finger inside to rub the head of his dormant cock. But even with both of my hands tending to him, he just wasn’t getting hard.

“Charlie, don’t tell me I’ve been overworking you!” I exclaimed, feeling a bit concerned. “Maybe my mouth is the cure.”

Leaning towards his belly, I began kissing and licking his balls. I could barely manage to suck one of them entirely in my mouth, giving it a good polishing. Once both glistened from my saliva, I slurped my way inch by inch up along his sheath. Despite being a farm animal, he actually didn’t taste all that bad. I think I owed that to how well I took care of him.

Once I reached the opening to his sheath, I slipped my tongue inside. I did my best to coax out his cock by polishing the tip, but it was still being awfully shy today. One of my hands slipped down between my legs, fondling the fat bulge in my shorts. His cock might have been out of commission for the time being, but that didn’t mean his ass was off limits.

Unable to get a response after a minute of savoring him, I came up for air. “You know what this means Charlie. Time to claim your ass!” I grinned at him.

As I scooted across the hay upon my knees, I popped open my shorts. The release of pressure was always such a relief. Charlie stayed put, eyeing me as I ventured behind him all the way. I could see that his ass was at the perfect level for me to thrust into him like this. And the best part of it all? It was now possible to play with, and maybe even suck on, his cock while ramming his rear. All he had to do now was swell with lust, and that’d be a reality.

“If this doesn’t get you hard, maybe I should just go ahead and make you a gelding.” I playfully warned him, grinning mischeviously.

Taking my shorts and panties off all the way, my dick sprung free at the ready. I got up right behind him, pressing my thighs into the backsides of his legs. This was where I had to be careful, since his hooves were dangerously close to my head. At least I’d be clear of them once I leaned down between his legs, sucking on his hopefully swollen shaft.

Gripping my cock tightly, I angled it down to his waiting entrance. “Oh, Charlie… you’re always so tight.” I moaned as I pressed my fat glans against his smooth hole.

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