I used to fuck a pony
Horse Pussy - well, Pony Pussy anyhow. Pony pussy is sublime.
I grew up in a small village and we had plenty of animals. There was one pony I was particularly fond of. She was far too small to actually ride at least for me, except for kids, but she was affectionate and endearing. I remember just enjoying petting her and she would nibble at me at bit. That was sweet.
Animals are maintenance, at minimum. There is affection beyond that if you can open yourself to it. I would brush her out regularly, pulling out dead hair, I fed her, she was incredibly affectionate and she drew out my affection out of me. Unless you work with animals, you cannot truly recognize affection. Sorry for you.
I cared for her for many months, being the youngest of my family. I don't know why my family had her. She didn't do any work, she just kind of hung around in the pasture. She was a good friend I admit, maybe my parents had her for us. I don't know.
One day in autumn, she was very stiff, her tail pulled back to the hard left. She was "presenting". She was in heat. How to I describe this? She was looking to get fucked by anything. I was young and curious and very horny. I knew this pony though, I had taken care of her for years, I felt guilty about it, but I slid two fingers into her clit. She was moist, she certainly enjoyed it. She immediately moved back, and shoved in. The sounds of her hooves, and the feeling of her movement, even with my fingers was bliss.
They are nothing but muscle. When they move and you are in contact with them, you can feel it.
I did like to please her. She was more or less my pet. I would never hurt her.
Her reaction to me literally "fucking around", was, well "engaging". I had never had sex before, and when I think about it, she couldn't have either. She was stomping around a bit as I fingered her, her pussy contracting. Her pussy convulsed around my two fingers. She trusted me, and I had earned that trust, and she was 100s of pounds over my weight, I had to trust her, but I knew her for years. It was a kind and gentle relationship we had.
Her reaction to my fingers in her cunt just drove me crazy, so I decided to try to actually fuck her. This is NOT an animal you can just abuse. She could have easily killed me. It's not just I didn't want to be killed by her, I cared for her. I loved this animal. I've loved many but I adored her.
I was rock hard at the time, slipped down my jeans, and I slipped my dick into her pussy, and she immediately pushed back. I did not cum then, but I will admit it was hard not to. Horses are warmer than human beings, a horse vagina is looser but warmer. They are vigorous. When I first stuck my dick in her, I almost orgasmed immediately, but she hadn't. I had to make her orgasm.
I was very gentle at first, worrying I would hurt her, but I doubt I could have harmed her. I started to thrust into her. She thrusted back a few times. She was terrifically strong plunging her pussy into my dick. I fucked her many times but the first time I fucked her, I can still remember her pussy squeezing around my dick. I was always certain to make her cum, and a few times, at times I gave her such hard orgasms, she could barely stand. I'm helpful!
They are much larger than we are, but they certainly make up for it in enthusiasm. If you've ever seen two horses (or ponies) mate, it's short. It takes seconds, not minutes. She was absolutely trying to make me cum, and I did cum and the hardest orgasms I ever had. These animals are huge, easily able to kill me, feeling her vagina hitting orgasm around my dick was insane. She loved to get a fuck from me - I hope. I'm pretty certain.
It was a safe place for both of us. Nothing would hurt her, I was extremely unlikely to be caught and I never was, at least to my knowledge. I loved that pony pussy. I just loved that pony in general.
I also liked to dote on her, comb her out, just pet her. What a wonderful experience I had. I sincerely hope she had the same emotional experience. I sometimes worry if she had Stockholm syndrome. I have a tendency to overthink things at my current age.
I never restricted her. I hope she was never afraid of me, or subservient to me. She didn't seem to be. I didn't think of it at the time, but I'm far more educated now than I was then. I really worried if she was subservient or afraid of me, it was long ago. I really loved that pony. I think, I hope, she loved me. If she didn't want anything to do with me, I think I would have been fine with that. The emotional connection was great enough, I didn't need the sex not to say the sex wasn't awesome.
I do not suggest you do what I did, but if you do, be gentle and kind. My best memories are NOT about the incredible orgasms I experienced, or about the ones I caused (and I was very deliberate about causing those! I always wanted to make my adorable pony orgasm at LEAST once), it was being gentle and kind. I really loved that pony.
However, I won't lie, the sex was great. The first time she shoved back at me when I was having sex with her, I blew a tremendous load, it almost hurt. They are incredibly powerful creatures. When she was in heat, I could have two orgasms in a session. I am not kidding - she liked to get fucked. I was in decent shape, but I'm no stallion. When I was being especially vigorous, I could make her legs quake a bit. Her pussy would pulse around my dick, about once every two strokes. I loved to make her orgasm, I wanted to make her enjoy being fucked as much as I enjoyed fucking her, and I enjoyed it immensely. When I finally orgasmed, and I tried to hold back, she would sometimes walk a little around, just moving her feet adjusting her stance. It was intoxicating. Her movement could often make me cum again, much weaker, of course. I could feel her muscles flexing, she was incredibly powerful.
It is a cruelty we live so long. I have lost so many due to age at this point.
My recommendation is do NOT get connected in this way. It's been 30 years, I still miss her and I now know I will miss her for my entire life. I severely miss her. I don't think you can have sex and not form some sort of bond, I certainly can't. I would be willing to die just to pet her in the pasture again. I miss her terribly.
I do not know what amount of us are cruel or sadistic, but I wasn't. I never exhibited any violence of cruelty to her. I adored her. I was very afraid of being a monster when I was young, I did my best to stay away from that. I know I was going WAY outside of societal boundaries with her, but I don't see anything really wrong with what I did. I fucked a pony and gave her a quivering orgasm in return. Is this really evil?
I used to regularly fuck a pony, but I didn't just go in and have sex with her. I sincerely loved her. I think I loved her ability just to see the world as it is. I'm highly educated, now. Don't envy that. This is a curse. The more you think, the more agony you experience. I have doubts about every single thing I've ever done.
I probably should have never done this. I was young, I was mentally weak at the time, certainly more horny and experimental. It was just a joy to comb her out, and give her a hug now and then. That was joy enough. Little one, I miss you. I will always miss you. I suppose, this is kind of a love letter that she will never read.
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Barbara: My husband took me down to my brother in law farm one day where he let Cliff fuck me several times then they took me to the barn where Cliff had a couple of studs mount me. Both studs hung up in me and the make lots of pics of it. We go down now everything my sister is gone so we can do it again.
Reply↴ • uid:2t499ahrkTom: Love it
Reply↴ • uid:1cufkn0l8z7wGRAMPA: YOUR SICK TH DEVIL HAS YOUR SOUL VERY DIMEBTED CAUSED BY DEKONS YOU DONT KNOW HAVE YOU
Reply↴ • uid:1ei8w5x913dtPonyPussy: I hate that I picked that name. I have never been abusive or cruel. Know that. I can understand your objection. I am as kind and as nice as you can imagine, I'm secondary in any interaction, I love to cause pleasure. Is this really evil? I know I transgressed boundaries, but I also know, she could have trampled me to death. They are powerful animals. I never hobbled her, never restricted her. That would be evil. If I could cause pleasure and get something on top of that, I wanted that. Saying that, I'm content with simply causing pleasure.
• uid:935ns2sq2ohPony pussy: Again, I absolutely hate that name I stupidly picked. I want you to know, I never restricted her, it WAS consensual. I am not cruel at all, I loved her. I loved all the animals I had. Would you prefer I don't have affection for them? They are not machines. One invited sex to me, once. I was young, and emotionally weak. I know I enjoyed it, and I did my best for her to enjoy it. What precisely is the evil in this? I don't regret it at all, not because of what I felt, but what she felt. We had a bond. I was kind and gentle to all our animals, but I loved her, and she loved me. All my animals were happy to see me, not just her. I was kind an gentle. Getting attached like this does take a toll on you. She died at 31. I remember her old age, she was weak, just terrible to see her that way. I'm not evil, but the world is. I do indeed have a heart, compassion, and kindness. I used to hang out with the pasture with her, just petting her. I'd like to do that again. It went well beyond what you think it did. My compassion and gentleness are my best qualities. I do miss her. I always will. I cannot see anything wrong with compassion, or love, or sweetness but I do know I transgressed a boundary. I have a dog now. He will sleep on my shoulder for 1/2 hour to all the night. Nothing sexual with it. Is this wrong? I am the diametric opposite to a sadist. It's very pleasurable to me to cause pleasure, and I will never give that up. Lifespan 14 to 18 years. God is an asshole. I can't do this again. It's killing me.
• uid:1d0k6gkh6p82Neila: Me and my friend used to jerk her pony's cock off all the time. At first, the funny part was getting it hard and rubbing it, then after he came the first time, we were like "What the fuck!?" and that was the new goal. It wasn't even hard to do, it'd get hard pretty easy then stroke it for a minute or two and he'd absolutely BLAST his cum on the ground. We saw porns before and for a guy it's kind of a "squirt" but this pony was definitely more of a hard "blast" than a "squirt". It was entertaining as hell, we didn't have shit else to do. It's a miracle we never got caught doing it. Her mom would smell us when we came in the room (barn, hay, etc.) and say "You've been playing with the pony again?" like, "That's nice." and I'd be thinking "You could call it that, yeah." lol
Reply↴ • uid:yikv25oqRobitt: I'm telling you, both of you were stroking that gentleman's hard penis and masturbating yourself. I think it turned you on so much and excited you really wanted to have an orgasm.
• uid:5jpp9iqjFunpics70@protonmail: Sounds a great time must have felt nice to still remember her
Reply↴ • uid:1b3pufuhlPonyPussy: I am condemned to never forget anything. As I age, as people and animals I loved have died, I remember them all. At 30, I wanted to live forever, in my 50's, I certainly do not want eternal life. Too many have died before me. If it's oblivion or heaven or hell, I don't care, life itself become a hell in time. People who want eternal life are either young, or they are old and insane. I am sick of having the ones I love taken away from me by the grim reaper. I have my memories with her, but that's all I have. I don't feel I did anything wrong, but I do have regrets. I know I stepped well outside of societal norms, but she never objected, and I always allowed her to do that. I was far more emotionally weaker and far hornier at the time. I won't do what I did again but what I did remains fresh in my mind forever. I can't forget anything. You'd think this is some sort of gift, it's not. I can't move on from anything.
• uid:eke1v4lbhzJohnny: I had a gf in wyo. she told me that the guys in FFA would do the animals in the barn. cows pigs sheep an even horses. Then the guys would clean up an start drinking. The girls all would give the guys BJ's and some even would hold the fence rail an get fucked in front of the group of 6 couples. She had her first sex as a freshman and would even do other guys in FFA that didn't have girl friends.
Reply↴ • uid:1ek2ksboicNeila: The only part I believe is the "My girlfriend would hold the fence rail and do the guys that didn't have girlfriends." lol
• uid:yikv25oqGh: One sentence you say the first time you entered her you nearly blew a load but didnt. Then towards the end the first time you ever entered her you blew a tremendous load it nearly hurt. Well which one is it. Did or didnt you blow a load. Fuck i hate stories that dont keep to their own information
Reply↴ • uid:1d0646exzz9yPonyPussy: I hate the name I picked BTW. I had intercourse with her more than once, I'm not describing only the first time in my writing. I had sex with her many many times. The first time I had sex with her, she did push back, and I nearly ejaculated then, I may have somewhat ejaculated immediately then. It's been decades. When I was a young man, I could fuck a woman for an hour after 3 ejaculations. I'm not that age now. Thank god condoms exist. That pony was so eager to get fucked. I remember that. There was one time when I had cummed in her and was resting my cock in her, and I was exhausted, I was vigorous with her and she thrust back unexpectedly by shifting her weight. She nearly knocked me down. To steady myself I thrust into her, pushing her back. I was still hard and I ejaculated again. I may have hit her cervix that time. This is decades ago. I may only have fragments of memory. As I said, my best recollections are kindness and gentleness. I could experience that for hours. Sex? Maybe 10 minutes? I can't deny I enjoyed it, but I cannot say I remember it clearly either. I remember I wanted to please her sexually, and I won't deny I liked my own pleasure, but the best was just please her - period. If I was to get pleasure from her, she had to get at least the same from me. I won't take more than I will give. I'm in a certain privileged existence. This is no fate you want either. It's a terrible responsibility. I have constant doubts of what I've done in the past to learn from past mistakes. The pony is only one. If you think fucking a pony was messed up, that's the least of what I have done. I am extremely cautious about what I do, I'm trying to help everything, but I am well aware I can make mistakes and I've identified some that I have made. "Oh you're gifted, isn't that great" - Fucking absolutely not! I wish I could be "as dumb" as that pony. She wasn't dumb, I am.
• uid:5h8v7v9t77PonyPussy: Again, I hate the name I picked. The first time I fucked her, she moved back. Sometimes she was more rough with me, and really pushed back. They are not an animal to mess around with much. She could have easily trampled me. The first time she really shoved back into me, I think she was trying to make me orgasm, and I did. The first time she really shoved back, I just lost it. She pushed back hard. I didn't expect this, and I orgasmed nearly immediately. My brain connected this to her enjoyment of me pounding her, and I like to cause pleasure, very much. Our first time, it was pretty gentle, but later, I recognized how incredibly powerful she was. In later sex sessions she shoved back because I was being too timid I guess. It took time to develop a relationship, what she wanted. Didn't matter what I wanted, I would take anything. Maybe she was getting frustrated with my poking around behind her and just wanted me to finish. I don't know. People say that a pony cunt isn't that tight, that wasn't my experience. She was a small pony, perfect height for me, maybe I had to get A LITTLE low, but she was perfect. I don't think I can experience lust without some sort of affection. My best memories are the affection. I've spooned dogs all night (I never had sex with them), but I would have loved to have spooned her. I sincerely miss my little one. She was one of many, but the only one I think I truly loved. That seems awful to say, like I just go through them. I only had sex with her, I calmed down when I got a job, no way to own such a large animal when I got into my profession. My best quality is kindness and affection.
• uid:2qmflxiak61PonyPussy: I should not use that name. It demeans her. I absolutely loved her. She had a name but it's far too risky to give it out. I do not prefer to be identified. She would sometimes pull up her tail and flop it over completely exposing herself. When I came back from university, she was always eager to see me. She was so nice. Regular sex ended when I entered university, it had to, and she was older and I was too, we were both less, I guess, rambunctious. We both retained affection though. I used to bathe her, remove all the dust and dirt she picked up. She would put up with it, but I'm pretty certain she wasn't happy with getting a bath. I'm confident she felt better after a bath, she certainly felt better after a comb out. I became her primary caregiver before going off to university, bad she was never in bad shape with my parents. I wonder if they knew what I was doing with her? If they did, they never told me, one of my parents still live. She wasn't always in the mood for sex, and I would never press the issue. She was nice, gentle and kind. I wanted to reflect that. Just petting her was very enjoyable, especially when I got older and she did as well. It's a myth that ponies and horses sleep on their feet. They can doze this way, but not sleep. They are herd animals. We didn't have this single pony, we had many, she was just the one I wanted to fuck and wanted to get fucked. Dammit it, I would swear she seduced me. Very rarely, but sometimes, she would lie down and I could just stroke and pet her when she was totally passed out. Was a wonderful time. She didn't snore in my recollection. I did like to dote. Looking up that word, it means to be foolishly fond. That was me - "weakly affectionate", that's me. It was worth it.
Reply↴ • uid:2qmflxnnldxcurious_pussy: It's so sweet that you had that connection with her. If it were up to me that definitely falls under childhood love. Despite starting off as mindless just then curiosity and wonder, I'm sure that it just evolved from there. Although, it makes me think did you ever let her fuck with another pony or horse? How did it make you feel if she did tucked with another horse?
• uid:5rhsga6tv4PonyPussy: To curious_pussy: She mated with a stallion a few times. How do you think I know how quick it is? She never had a foal. I used to worry that was my fault. Sterility isn't uncommon with them. I don't have jealousy issues at all to this day. I used to do animal rescue. My job in that was to rehabilitate animals if needed and simple training. I am delighted if somebody is giving my foster attention. As long as they are kind, being genuine. Only once was somebody suspicious with my fosters. I can tell you I will get dangerous then. I truly don't understand cruelty. I said I have had many animals, and loved them all but that pony was special. Maybe it's just because I lost my virginity to her, I can attempt to break it down, but if I do, I expect it to be a false theory. The pony is the only animal I fucked. I am in a position of power when I do foster, I never abused it. I had abused animals, it's just sad. I did my best to make them believe there was only one bad person in the world and it was their former abuser. I loved all my pets and when I say kindness and gentleness are my best memories, I mean it. I'm a man, 6 foot 2", I still got excited to tears when I had an abused dog come to me for attention. He started out so afraid of me.
• uid:1db7syr88y6aPonyPussy:: To curious_pussy: One thing I would like to add, I wouldn't consider it "childhood love". I had sex with her quite frequently, past my engineering degree. When I entered the professional workforce, I did have to move away but I still used to visit. I stopped having sex with her after that, but I still spent time with her on visits. My parents at least knew I loved that pony, not positive if they ever knew what I did beyond that. I really liked the relationship I got with her but I'd be lying if I didn't say at the end of my high school, pounding pony pussy was wonderful. When she hit orgasm - ooh my... She would start to squeeze around my cock, and if I didn't lose it then, she sometimes would shift her weight. It was like she was messing with me, trying to make me cum. I was always careful to give her an orgasm. When I first had sex, probably her first time too, neither of us lasted long. As we got adjusted to one another, both of us could go longer. One time I finished inside her and was just resting inside of her for perhaps 30 seconds. She suddenly pushed back on me by shifting her weight. She caused me to ejaculate a second time and this time, very deep inside her. I had to push forward or she would have knocked me over, and I shoved my cock deep into her just to steady myself and exploded. She was adept at pleasuring me. I should not talk too much about our time together. It's only because she's gone now I'll discuss it. Some things I will take to my grave, and we had many moments that should just remain ours. I have her ashes. When I die, I might combine our remains together. I know zoophiliacs are often condemned. I'm actually afraid of them. Some talk about abuse. There is a notorious case which I won't even mention. For me, the idea of being abusive is very disgusting. The sexuality should never be normalized. I know what I was like, but frankly, I do not trust the human race.
• uid:5h8v7vdk5gSteve: Barbara had a thing with our neighbor Larry who introduced her to his stud horse when he finished with her. Batrbara was shared with Larry horses several times a week and with his field hands (all blasck) for over a year on a weekly basis. Larry told Barbara he was finished with her after several months but would keep her busy as breeding stock and videoed it everytime. After a year he sent me copies of her and did weekly after that.
• uid:2t499ahrk