Date: Mon, 15 Sep 2003 22:25:20 +0000
From: Felicia Trans <feliciatvnj@hotmail.com>
Subject: Horse Sucker - Part 2

Horse Sucker - Part 2

by Felicia Trans

(Author's Note: This is, obviously, a work of fiction - and no one depicted
is under legal age)

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	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. But 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.
	But 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.
	But 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. So 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. But 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. And 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.

ADDENDUM:

	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.

Write if you'd like: feliciatvnj@hotmail.com