Horse Cock Sucker

A boy obsessed with cum becomes a girl obsessed with cum and finds that horses have a lot of it.


I’ve always been obsessed with cum since the first time. I heard about it as a 7 year old child. I’d gotten a
hold of some of those playing cards that featured close-ups of women with large cocks in their mouths, and they all either had cum dripping from their lips or were shown with cum spurting into their open mouths.

They always looked like they were ecstatic about it, and that the cum they were being fed was the most
delicious thing they’d ever eaten. At that point in my life it wasn’t even sexual, but I wanted to taste cum myself, and be like the women in the pictures.

At the corner of my block the older kids, most of whom were 13 or 14, hung out, and even though I was only 7,
they’d tolerate me most of the time, and I’d listen to
them as they talked about sex – which was all the time.
And of course, the most common subject was blowjobs –
or the lack of them, since none of the girls would do
that.

One day I was alone with the kid across the street and
I brought up the subject of blowjobs to him, and he
invited me to his basement. And in his basement he
pulled out his cock and asked if I wanted to try
blowing him.

So I followed his instructions and kneeled in front of
him and took his cock in my mouth, and he told me what
to do and within a few minutes I was moving my mouth up
and down his cock. He soon began moaning and the next
thing I knew my mouth was suddenly getting filled with
a hot sticky liquid, and without even thinking about it
I rolled it around inside my mouth, tasting it for the
first time, and swallowed it … and I was hooked.

He, of course, told all the other kids about it and
from then on I was really popular. I wasn’t even 8
years old yet but all the kids wanted me around, and I
was soon sucking cum from most of the neighborhood
cocks.

I was too young to really understand the implications,
but I loved the feeling of making the guys happy, and I
loved drinking down their cum. But one day I was down
in someone’s basement sucking off a small crowd, and
the kid’s father came down, saw what was going on, and
flipped out. He called up my parents and told them what
he’d seen, and I was punished and told that little boys
didn’t do things like that, and that ended my cum
drinking for some time.

**

A few years later I was at boy scout camp and it all
started up again, and every night in the large
bunkhouse after the leaders retired I would go from
bunk to bunk and kneel next to the beds of the other
boys in the troop and suck off all the other scouts,
and I was again drinking my beloved cum. After I got
back home it continued after the weekly scout meetings
in a wooded lot in the neighborhood, and all through my
high school years I became known as ‘the blowjob’.

I had no real friends but there was plenty of company,
and a lot of the other guys would let me hang around
their crowds and suck them all off. And as the years
went on my love for cum never subsided and every chance
I got I was on my knees with a cock in my mouth,
sucking, licking, and doing whatever was needed to get
fed the hot sticky load that I craved.

After I graduated from high school, though, things
changed dramatically for me. The crowds were gone, and
a lot of the guys still around had lost interest in
having me suck them off, either because of girlfriends
or because it had started taking on gay connotations.

I tried the gay scene but found that wasn’t what I was
looking for either – I wasn’t interested in men at all,
just the cum that they’d feed me, and the gay guys I’d
met were either looking for some intimacy along with
the sex, or at the least wanted to reciprocate.

And I found I really didn’t like getting sucked off
myself, and there was absolutely no interest in anal at
all.

But at around this time the Internet started becoming
the big thing and like many others I found myself
surfing all the time.

One of the things that kept drawing me was the
transvestite sites. I was now living alone and I began
experimenting with clothes and makeup and found that I
looked pretty good as a girl. I’m only 5’6 and a little
over 120 lbs, and as my expertise grew I found myself
spending more and more time as a girl, and I began
going out to the transgender clubs.

And what I discovered was that while straight guys
aren’t especially interested in being sucked off by a
guy, there are many straight guys who love being sucked
off by a nice looking TV.

And I also discovered that since my earliest days my
fantasies had always really been about me emulating the
women I’d originally seen on those playing cards, and I
found that sucking cock and drinking cum while dressed
as a woman was a total turn on.

**

Over the next few years I spent a lot of time meeting
guys to suck off as a woman, at the clubs and from
Internet ads. And I also discovered that being
photographed or filmed as I was sucking cock and
drinking cum was the biggest turn on yet – and as I
wasn’t very recognizable as a woman there was an
anonymity to it that made me comfortable posting pics
of myself blowing guys all over the internet.

But the one thing I really missed from the early days
was the volume of cum being fed to me. There were times
when I’d have a good night at a club and swallow a
dozen or so loads of cum, and I’d also been able to set
up some group things where I’d service a dozen or so
guys in a motel room and have it all documented in
pictures or on video.

But these were still nothing compared to my early days
when even at the age of 7 I’d have so much cum fed to
my mouth that by the end of the day I’d actually be
stuffed from all the cum I’d eaten, and more often than
not I’d go to sleep at the end of the day with a full
belly of cum.

Then one day, while surfing the Internet, I discovered
some pictures of a woman sucking off a horse. She was
literally drenched in horse cum, as the huge cock
appeared to be still spewing its load into her face and
open mouth. I was transfixed and began searching
everywhere I could to find more pictures of woman and
horses, and I’d barely be able to keep myself from
shooting in my underwear every time I’d find a new
picture of a woman sucking a horse or drenched in it’s
cum.

I then found a short video called ‘Horsegag’ in which a
woman was stroking a huge horse cock with her lips
around the tip, and the horse was making noises which
increased in speed and pitch until he exploded in the
woman’s mouth, and then she started choking and gagging
as the horse cum continued to spew out. I watched this
clip over and over, totally fascinated, as an idea
formed in my mind.

I started putting ads in alternative personals and on
Usenet groups about a desire to suck off someone’s
horse, and my mailbox was getting packed. For a while
the responses were bullshit and I’d delete them, but
one day I got one from a guy who claimed to own a
breeding stable and asked me if I was interested in
making a movie.

We corresponded and he seemed to be legit, and he told
me that he knew some people in the underground
bestiality market who were looking for movies of women
(or transvestites) sucking off horses for distribution
– there was some decent money in it, and was I
interested?

It turned out his horse stable was in northern VA,
about a 4-hour drive for me, and I made arrangements to
go down and meet him.

A few weekends later I got up early on a Saturday
morning and shaved and got dressed for the ride down. I
did my makeup first, used a waterproof foundation that
wouldn’t rub off easily, colorstay eye shadow in shades
of blue and pink, colorstay blush, waterproof mascara,
liquid black eyeliner, and I used a lipstick guaranteed
to not wear off in bright red.

I put on a black lace bra and panties, a black garter
belt, and black fishnet stockings, but I pulled on a
pair of girls’ jeans over this and a loose sweater for
the ride down, and wore woman’s sneakers and put the 3″
stilettos in the bag for later. And I wore a black wig,
shoulder length, which I put on with wig tape so it’d
stay on thru anything. And finally, a silver necklace
and bracelet and large hoops in my pierced ears.

I got down to his stable around noontime, his
directions had been perfect, and as I pulled up next to
a barn a guy came out, looking as he’d described, about
6′ tall with brown hair and eyes and a short trimmed
beard.

He introduced himself, as Bob, and beckoned me to
follow as he walked into a large brick building. It was
just a large empty room with a straw covered floor, but
there were a lot of lights set up at various positions,
and a video camera set up at one side of the room.

‘It’s just the 2 of us and Tom here’ he said, as a
teenage boy walked into the room ‘I work the camera and
lights, and Tom will handle the horses’ On the left
wall of the room looking out from the camera, there was
a large metal ring in the wall, but otherwise the room
was bare, except for a small low padded stool off to
the side.

‘Here’s the deal, should you choose to accept’ he said
with a smile ‘I have a dozen stallions here to choose
from, and what I’d like to do is have Tom bring some
in, one at a time, and I’ll hook their harness to that
ring on the wall. And you can make yourself comfortable
and take that stool and sit underneath them and make
them cum as I keep the video going. The details are up
to you. And there’s $5,000 in it for you after we’re
done. How does that sound?’

How did it sound? A dozen horses? I was really nervous
and really excited at the same time – but I said ‘It
sounds OK to me, just give me a minute’. I stepped out
of my sneakers, undid my jeans and removed them and the
sweater, and was now just in my lingerie. I put my
clothes in the small bag I’d brought, and slipped on my
3″ heels from the bag. Bob went over to the camera,
flipped some switches, and ‘Tom, you’re up’ and a few
seconds later the teenager walked into the room with a
large chestnut stallion and tied his harness to the
ring in the wall.

I took a deep breath and picked up the stool and put it
under the horse, patted him on the neck, then slipped
under him and onto the stool. At first glance at his
cock I was very put off – it was huge, almost black in
color, and hung halfway to the ground. And it was
almost alien looking, very dry, and a weird shape at
the tip – not very appetizing as human cocks are.

But the cameras were running and I reached over and
took the shaft in my hand and slowly rubbed it, and it
quickly got hard. And then, I pulled it up so the tip
was at my lips and slipped the end of it into my mouth.
It tasted as if it’d been cleaned, a faint soapy taste
mixed with the taste of grass, and I stretched my lips
around it and sucked and licked at the tip while I kept
sliding my hand up and down the shaft.

Just like in the video I’d seen, the horse started
making soft noises, and then it felt like someone
turned on a fire hose in my mouth as he blasted a huge
volume of cum into my throat.

And just like in the video, I started coughing and
gagging, the pressure had forced some of the cum right
out of my nostrils, and I had to move my mouth off his
cock. I bent my head down reflexively when the gagging
started and the horse continued to blast his cum over
me, and my wig and face got covered with his thick
semen.

But I quickly swallowed down the mouthful I’d taken in
and moved my open mouth to his cockhead, and as his
ejaculation slowed down to a steady stream I began to
take it into my mouth and was drinking it down. The cum
was very hot, and thick and slightly ropy in texture,
and swallowing was a challenge, but the taste was
amazingly good, similar to human cum but a little
sweeter and less musky.

But eventually he was done ejaculating and I caught my
breath for a second, and then slid out from under him,
and Tom untied him from the ring and walked him away.

‘What did you think?’ Bob asked.

‘Pretty cool, I liked the taste a lot’ I said ‘but I’m
still learning’ I was already drenched with cum, but it
was warm out so it felt fine, and soon Tom came in with
another horse, this time a black one, very pretty. The
horse was again tied to the ring, and I slipped under
this one with the stool and sat on it, and was now
facing a different cock.

It was similar in appearance to the last one, but not
quite as wide, so I again began to stroke his shaft and
took his cock into my mouth. I sucked and stroked the
huge cock, but when this one started making the noises
I moved my mouth back a little and was more ready for
it, and when he blasted I had my mouth over the very
tip only with my teeth partly closed, and though his
ejaculation was similar to the first, I was ready this
time and my teeth caught some of the pressure. And
while some of his initial blast sprayed back and spread
out on my face I was also able to start gulping as my
mouth filled and I sat there drinking down horse cum as
it also overflowed and ran down my chin and chest and
pooled up in my lap.

I was really starting to love it, though, especially
knowing the camera was catching it all for eternity,
and when he finally finished draining his balls into
and onto me, I was ready for the next horse.

The next horse was brought out, and thinking of the
camera I made sure I’d stopped sucking completely and
moved my mouth back about 4″ from the tip, and caught
this initial cum blast full in my face. There was so
much cum that I was literally covered from the top of
my head to my chest, and I had to use my left hand to
wipe some goo out of my eye sockets to be able to see,
and when he slowed to a steady stream I opened my lips
and again gulped down as much as I could straight from
his balls.
As the third horse was being led away I got an idea,
and asked Bob if he had a clean empty bucket, and he
called for Tom to bring me one, a galvanized one that
held a few gallons. And for the rest of the horses I
started with a bucket on my lap as I sat on the stool
sucking and stroking the stallions into emptying their
balls, and I took the largest initial blasts of horse
cum in my face and caught a lot of the runoff in the
bucket, and with each horse I gulped down 3 or 4 large
mouthfuls directly from the horse cock towards the end
of their ejaculation.

I had been in a sort of daze during this whole time,
and was totally captivated with the huge volumes of cum
I’d been drinking and getting covered with.

Finally, though, Bob said to me, ‘OK, here comes the
last one.’

‘Already?’ I said, having completely lost track.

‘This is the twelfth’ he said, and all of a sudden I
realized he was probably right.

The large bucket was close to full, and there was so
much horse cum on me that there wasn’t a single inch of
my body left uncovered except maybe the soles of my
feet.

The last horse was brought in and I decided I was going
to try to take this last one directly into my throat
without choking. So as I was sucking and stroking this
horse’s cock and heard the noises increase, I braced
myself as the cum explosion hit my throat.

I was ready for it and didn’t gag or choke, but the
pressure instantly filled my throat and mouth and began
spurting out of my nostrils and my cheeks filled and
puffed out till they were full and the cum then started
spurting out from the edges of my mouth around the
cockhead.

I started gulping but wasn’t even close to being able
to keep up, but I wouldn’t remove my lips from his cock
till he was done – and after a short while he slowed to
a steady stream, and I was able to catch up and was
swallowing all the cum directly from his cock and there
was a steady stream of goo sliding down my gullet and
settling in my stomach.

The last horse was led away, and I was left alone in
the center of the room with a very large bucket of
horse cum between my feet. So I positioned myself
diagonal to the camera, and as Bob focused in I lifted
the bucket of cum up in the air, tilted my head back
with my mouth wide open, and began pouring the cum from
the bucket in a steady stream into my mouth, and was
gulping it down steadily as my mouth stayed full.

About 1/3 of the way through I became literally full
and couldn’t fit another drop of anything in my
stomach, so I sat there facing forward and poured the
rest of the bucket of horse cum over my head and within
a minute the bucket was empty, and I was drenched and
covered in a thick layer of ropy white goo, and even
the straw on the floor was saturated with it.

After a few minutes sitting there catching my breath
and enjoying the feeling of the cum sliding down my
face and body, I heard a few clicks, and when I finally
scooped out the thick layer of horse cum from my eye
sockets I saw Bob sitting there with a stunned look on
his face.

‘Wow, that was something’ he said ‘and what a movie
that is going to make.
Honestly, that was probably the most disgusting thing
I’ve ever seen, but
you looked like you were enjoying it so much that I was
spellbound watching
it’

‘I loved it’ I said.

‘Well, let’s get you cleaned up first’ he said, and he
beckoned my to follow and led me to an outdoor shower
stall where I slowly rinsed off the many layers of
horse semen, the outer layers coming right off but the
bottom layers needing some scrubbing from having
hardened a little. The wig and lingerie came off and
went into a garbage can outside the stall, and I
slipped on some guy clothes I had brought with me for
the ride home.

We said goodbye as he handed me an envelope with the
$5,000, and I got in my car and drove off.

But for the entire ride home I was replaying the whole
thing in my mind, the taste of horse cum was still
strong in my mouth, and my stomach had never been more
full with anything, much less cum.

And I was already thinking, about the $5,000 and my own
horse, always patiently waiting in his stall to feed
me.

**

Back at home, my life went back to it’s usual routine,
though there were some major changes.

I had been finding myself wanting to stay more and more
as a woman, and over the past year or so I had been
letting my own hair grow out and I finally went to a
beauty salon and had it styled. It almost reached my
shoulders and the girl in the salon cut it into a blunt
cut bob with bangs and lightened it to a medium blonde
color. And I took some of the money from the horse
movie and had laser hair removal treatments, followed
by electrolysis and my beard was now gone.

In past years this would have been tough to pull off
but I had found a job in telephone sales and worked
from home, and had grown my nails very long and been
tweezing my eyebrows for awhile now. And home was now a
small cabin I’d bought on a large wooded piece or
property outside of town. Without the need to shave or
put on a wig I found myself abandoning my male self
almost completely, and I was now waking up every
morning and putting on girl clothes and makeup as a
routine.

But my social/sexual life really hadn’t changed all
that much at all. I was still going to the clubs, still
putting out ads, and still sucking off as many guys as
I could, but I was just going thru the motions because
all I ever thought about was horses.

No matter how many guys I was able to suck off, even on
a good night, it still wasn’t even close to the
feelings (or quantity of cum) I’d gotten from sucking
off a single horse.

I was, of course, placing ads about horses all over the
Internet but all the responses I’d gotten were
bullshit. About 3 months after my horse movie was
filmed, though, I got an email that didn’t appear to be
bullshit. It was from a guy who asked if I was really
serious about sucking off a horse, we began to
correspond, and it turned out he was part of a group of
bestiality fans who were looking to put on a show at a
yearly meeting they had. They were going to be having
their annual meeting at a small farm owned by one of
the members, in Pennsylvania, and if I was interested
they’d pay me $20,000 to come there and put on a show
for them and film it for a movie they’d distribute.

I, of course, was totally interested, and arrangements
were made for me to drive out there a few weeks later.

For the next few weeks I was in a constant state of
excitement, just thinking about having another
opportunity with some horses. It was tough keeping my
mind focused at work, and in the evenings, when I was
down on my knees, I’d find myself less than excited
with the cum spewing onto my tongue, even when it was
an exceptionally large load (for a human).

But soon it was the Saturday morning of the show, and I
woke up early, dressed in my usual girl casual clothes,
packed some lingerie and heels, and headed out for the
Pennsylvania farm, which was close to a 3 hour drive.
I had no trouble at all finding the place, and got
there late afternoon, but when I pulled into the drive
I was very surprised at the number of cars parked along
the drive. I parked the car and started walking towards
the barn, which appeared to be the center of activity.

The barn itself was a large open structure, and there
was a big crowd inside, mostly men but a lot more women
were also there than I’d expected. People were
standing around in groups or seated in folding chairs,
talking, and there were tables along the walls with
PC’s and TV/VCR combos, and small crowds were in front
of these watching movies or scanning thru pictures.

As I walked in a guy separated himself from one of the
groups and came over to me. He introduced himself as
John, the guy I’d been writing to (and the owner of the
farm).

‘Let’s take a walk’ he said, and I followed him as we
began to walk towards the back of the barn. He told me
the show would begin at 8PM, and again asked if I
minded if they videotaped the show. ‘Not as long as I’m
paid up front’ I said, and he reached into his jacket
pocket and pulled out a thick envelope which he handed
to me and said ‘Go ahead, count it’ I did, and there
were two hundred $100 bills inside. ‘I’m glad that’s
out of the way,’ I said with a smile, ‘so tell me the
details’

He took me to the stalls in the back where 5 horses
were standing fairly placidly, and I walked along the
stall fronts and talked softly to each one, and rubbed
their necks. Then we walked back towards the center of
the barn where a large platform, about 20′ square and
3′ high had been erected. Towards the left side of the
platform was a large post with a ring, and on the right
was a ramp coming up from the floor of the barn.

In front of the platform were rows of folding chairs,
perhaps 60, and behind them on another small raised
platform was the video camera. He threw a switch and
spotlights came on everywhere, and the platform was
bathed in bright light. He turned the switch back off,
and asked me what I would need for the show. ‘Just a
small stool, maybe a small bottle of lube if you have
some around, and a large clear glass pitcher?’ I said
‘and, of course, a small room to change in and a shower
for afterwards’

‘No problem, everything’s here,’ he said, ‘and I’ve
already made sure the horses have been cleaned and
groomed for you’ He showed me a room behind the barn
with a shower, some hooks on the wall, and a mirror and
chair under a fluorescent light, and asked me if I
wanted anything to eat or drink. I said ‘Thanks, I’ll
get myself a drink’ and he said ‘Well, see you at
Showtime – I have some people I have to talk to’ and he
walked away.

I walked out to my car, got my bag, and hid the money
under the carpeting. Then I walked over to the room
he’d shown me, dropped off the bag, and still wearing
jeans and a girls T, went back into the barn and got a
glass of wine at the bar.

As I walked around, looking at the various videos being
shown (mostly women with horses, but also quite a few
women sucking off and being fucked by dogs), I people-
watched the crowd, and it was an interesting one. Much
more well to do than I’d expected, and there didn’t
seem to be much sexual excitement in the air, it felt
more like a voyeuristic crowd than a sexual one. And
the few people I said hello to were polite but distant,
but considering what they were hiring me to do I could
understand that – to them I was probably one of the
lowest whores on the planet.

But soon it was 7PM, and I headed back to the room to
get ready for the show. I locked the door and stripped
down, glad that it was still warm out, and began to fix
my makeup. Everything I had brought with me was either
waterproof or long wearing, and I put on a lot of
eyeshadow in dark pinks and blues and blended that in,
waterproof liquid black eyeliner, waterproof black
mascara, blush and red lipstick. My nails had already
been painted red, and the only jewelry I put on was
large hoop earrings, so I began to dress.

I pulled on a black garter belt and nude stockings with
lace tops, and pulled on a black thong over that. And
them I hooked on a lace trimmed black bra, put in the
enhancers, and slipped on a pair of 3″ ankle strap
black dress sandals with stiletto heels. And finally I
brushed out my blonde hair and was ready.

It was now a few minutes before 8, and as I walked into
the barn through the back door I saw that it was dark
except for the platform that was bathed in spotlights.
I walked up the ramp onto the platform, and when I
looked out I saw that all the chairs were filled, and
the crowd was sitting there quietly – waiting for the
show to start. I walked to the center of the platform,
slowly turned around for the crowd, and stood there
waiting.

Within a minute, though, I heard the soft clop of horse
hoofs as the first stallion was being walked up the
ramp, and a large chestnut stallion was led across the
stage in front of me by a handler, who tied his reins
to the ring on the post. Up to this point I had kept my
excitement under control, but as the horse was led in
front of me and I caught his scent, my mouth began to
water.

I walked around to the side of the horse facing the
crowd, and went over and started gently petting his
neck and muzzle with my left hand, and reached under
him with my right hand and began slowly rubbing his
belly by his cock, which slid out of it’s sheath. I
slid the stool under him and sat on it, facing his
cock, and I began to stroke it softly till it quickly
grew to its full length.

It wasn’t all that wide, but was over a foot long, and
I leaned over and began lapping at the tip of his cock
to moisten it, and then I slipped it into my mouth and
began to lick and suck gently as the palm of my hand
slid along it’s length. And it wasn’t long till he
started making louder noises and I knew he was about to
cum.

Having learned from the last time, I was ready for it,
and when his blast hit my throat like a high pressure
hose I kept my lips around his shaft, and the initial
blast of his cum filled my mouth instantly, pushed out
my cheeks, and forced some horse cum out of my nostrils
and a tiny bit began to leak out of the sides of my
mouth.

I quickly swallowed a few times, and the cum filling my
mouth slid down my throat towards my belly, and as he
kept spewing his load of thick ropy juice at a slower
rate I gulped most of it down at a steady rate and
except for a few globs which had ended up on my face
and chest most of his load of sweet cum ended up in my
stomach.

When he was finally done, I milked the last few drops
into my mouth with my hand, and let go of his cock and
slid off the stool and stood up next to him. I petted
his neck and said ‘Good boy’, and then turned towards
the audience and bowed. For a second there was dead
silence, but then applause started and everyone was
clapping and cheering.

The horse was untied, led around in a circle and down
the ramp, and the second stallion, already waiting was
led up the ramp and over to the post and tied down. He
was solid white, and I went up to him and introduced
myself as I had the last horse, and petted him and made
soft noises. When I reached under his belly, he was
already unsheathed and hard, he must have sensed
something from the last horse, so I slid the stool
under him and faced his cock.

This one was a mottled pink and gray, and much larger
than the last one, maybe the same length but much
thicker. I soon had my lips up to his cockhead, and
began using my tongue to get him wet, but there was no
way I was going to fit him inside my mouth. So I
grabbed the lube bottle from under the stool where I’d
placed it, squirted a good amount on my palm, and began
to slide my closed hand up and down his cock in rhythm,
and sucked a little bit on the very tip and kept
running my tongue around the head.

He didn’t make any noise at all, and out of nowhere he
exploded, and not being ready I took the initial blast
square in the face with some of it going into my mouth.
I was completely covered in thick hot horse cum from
the crown of my head to my bra, and I couldn’t see a
thing, but I pulled his cock towards my lips and began
drinking his juices as they came out of his cock, and
swallowed a good half dozen mouthfuls before he was
finally drained. And again, I then stood and bowed to
more applause.

As the third one was led in, I wiped some of the cum
out of my eye sockets to see better, and I saw that
this one was solid black, very shiny, and the prettiest
one yet. I kissed him on the nose and rubbed his face
before sliding under him, and at the first touch he
completely unsheathed and I saw a solid black cock,
fairly long but the slenderest one yet.

I brought his cock to my mouth, and began to move my
lips in and out over the first 5 or so inches, and I
clasped my hands together behind my back for effect, as
if bound, just moving my head back and forth over the
tip of his cock. And as I got a rhythm going with my
mouth he began to make soft noises, and as his noises
got louder I knew I was getting close.

Well, the sight of me blowing a horse with my hands
behind me was probably cool, but when he ejaculated his
cum hit the back of my throat with such force that,
without my hands on his cock for balance, it pushed me
backward off the stool, his cock acting like a fire
hose, filling my mouth instantly and then as I started
falling backwards spraying forcefully into my face and
over my chest and body as I landed flat on my back, and
found myself covered from head to toe with horse cum.

The stool was low so I didn’t get hurt, and I leaned
forward to milk the very end of his cum load into my
mouth, and then I swiveled towards the audience, on the
floor, and using the sides of my hands squeegied a few
handfuls of cum from my upper chest and neck and
slurped it down from my palms.

Before I even had a chance to stand up the applause
started, and when I finally did stand up and bow, there
were large strands of cum hanging off every horizontal
part of my body, from chin to elbows, swinging back and
forth and dripping off in globs.

Before they could bring out the 4th stallion, though, I
walked over to the side of the stage where I’d left the
large clear glass pitcher and brought it back and
placed it beside the stool. And then the next horse,
another chestnut was brought onto the stage and tied.
He stood there placidly as I petted and kissed him, and
I slid under him onto the stool and began gently
rubbing his belly as his cock slid out. The pitcher was
good timing, because his cock was huge! The biggest I’d
seen yet, very long and as wide as a beer can.

I reached down for the lube, squirted some in my hands,
and began to stroke him slowly with both hands. He
immediately started making soft noises, so I kept
stroking him with my right hand but grabbed the pitcher
with my left and held it in my lap. My hand kept
rhythmically stroking his cock and he soon got louder
and I lifted the pitcher to his cock and then he came
and blasted the bottom of the pitcher and began filling
it with hot cum as I continued to stroke him.

The pitcher was getting heavy in my left hand as it
filled, but finally he was done and I licked the few
remaining drops off his cock and put the pitcher down
next to the stool. I carefully stood up and walked over
to kiss his nose, and then slid both the stool and the
pitcher out from under him as he was led away.

The audience was dead silent as I sat on the stool
sideways to them, and stayed silent as I tilted my head
back slightly, opened my mouth, and with both hands
lifted the pitcher of gooey cum up and began slowly
pouring it into my mouth. I began to gulp it down and
my throat was working steadily as the thick stream
poured into my mouth, was swallowed, and continued to
pour hotly into my stomach where it settled.

As the pitcher emptied my mouth stayed full but I
didn’t spill a drop, and by the time most of the cum
had made its way to my belly I was getting really full.
But finally the last glob of horse cum plopped out of
the pitcher onto my tongue, and I gave a final gulp and
put down the pitcher – as the room exploded in yells
and catcalls.

The rest of the show was anti-climactic, actually. The
final horse, a blondish color, was led in and tied
down, but my stomach was completely full of cum by this
point, and visibly stretched to its limit. So, not
being able to drink anymore, I went for the visual, and
sat under him with his cock about 6 inches from my
face, and using lube I began to slowly stroke his cock,
one hand after another.

It wasn’t long before he began to make noise and tense
up, so I opened my mouth and when he ejaculated took
the full force of his initial cum blast directly in the
face and then began to move his cock up and down and
let his hot semen cover me from the top of my head to
my waist. And by the time he was done I was coated with
a thick layer of hot sticky cum filling every orifice
on my head and pooled up inside my bra. The horse was
led off, and I stood and bowed for the last time, as
strands of cum flew everywhere. The final applause was
almost deafening, but the show was over, the house
lights came on, and people quickly stood up and began
leaving the stage area.

I left the stage and headed to the room at the back of
the barn, where I quickly took off my lingerie and
heels, threw them in the large garbage can, and stepped
into the shower and cleaned off. And after the shower I
dried my hair, put on makeup, and slipped back into the
casual girl clothes I’d driven there in. Nobody stopped
by the room, and when I was ready I left by the back
way, walked to and got in my car and started the long
drive home – $20,000 richer and with a belly full of
cum to savor on the long ride home.

EPILOG:

After returning home, I now had the means to really
change my life, so I began to do just that.

I first hired a few local carpenters to convert a
detached garage into a three-stall stable, and when
that was complete I began looking for some horses of my
own. Horses can be gotten fairly cheaply, I found, but
most of the reasonable ones for sale were gelded riding
horses that would be useless to me. But eventually I
found a small breeding stable that was being liquidated
by an estate, and I was able to purchase 3 stallions
out of the 10 that were up for sale … and the ones I
got were chosen partly by cock size, though the sellers
didn’t know that.

I didn’t much care what the length was, but I did want
cocks that were on the slender side so I’d be able to
fit them inside my mouth and take their load of cum
directly from their balls without getting totally
covered every time I sucked them off, and I ended up
with two chestnut horses and a white one, and to me
they were all beautiful. So I arranged to have them
delivered and I got them settled in. It took a little
while, but one by one I got them used to me as a
person, and then I got them used to my warm mouth.

I’m still working my telephone sales job but I’ve
pretty much given up the clubs since I don’t have any
need for that anymore. At all mealtimes I am now in the
stables, sitting on a stool under one of my babies,
gently sucking and stroking their cocks till they feed
me their hot sticky juices. They seem to love it and
my belly is almost always full these days.

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