The Guymon’s pasture was down a dusty dirt road, lined with scraggly Russian olives, cottonwood and willow. As she came around the gentle curve of the dirt road, Allison noticed a worn out Honda Civic parked near the Guymon’s gate. Allison recognized it as Gina’s rusted jalopy immediately. What was she doing here? Allison knew that her friend didn’t care for horses like she did.
After parking her bike next to Gina’s car and crawling over the barbed wire fence, Allison wandered over to the steel shed that served both as Duke’s shelter and storage for the Guymon’s tack and feed. “Gina!” Allison called out her friend’s name just as she rounded the corner to look in Duke’s stall. Allison gasped with horror at the sight she beheld.
Gina was crouched under the large chestnut stallion, her jeans and thong pulled down around her ankles. One hand held Duke’s swollen phallus to her mouth, where Gina suckled its end and licked its length, while the other hand switched between rubbing her highly aroused clitoris and the nipples poking through her sweat soaked t-shirt.
Allison stood aghast, watching the spectacle for several moments, before finding any words to speak. She battled between becoming incredibly stimulated and revolted. Several times she felt the urge to join her friend, her crotch feeling warm and tingly.
“Umm,” She cleared her throat. “Gina! What do you think you’re doing?!” She finally spat out.
“Allison!” Gina was so shocked by her friend’s sudden appearance she fell over, stumbling over her lowered pants, which she clambered to raise while trying to hide her embarrassment and nudity.
“Gees, Allison! Don’t sneak up on me like that!” Gina stammered as she finally managed to stand. “God, you scared the hell out of me…”
“ME! I’m not the one you did anything wrong here! What were you doing… fornicating like that… with that… that animal…” Allison became distracted by Duke’s proud shaft, which had shrank back once Gina stopped her fondling, but now made a reemergence, his need clearly more fierce than ever. Both girls stared as the beast’s tool as it slapped his fuzzy belly with excitement. Duke stared back at Allison and nickered loudly.
Gina looked at her friend and smirked, knowing the fire in Allison’s loins all to well. “Looks like he really likes you and you’re… you’re pretty curious, aren’t you?”