Chapter 1: Introduction
Morning had yet to break above the hills, but I was already up, the stable's warm light casting golden patterns onto the cobblestone floor as I went about my morning chores. I passed by the sink, barely sparing a glance for my reflection. The mirror didn't matter. Not when I had Thunder.
The stable was quiet, only the sound of horses shifting in their stalls breaking the calm. I made my way towards Thunder's stall with a new toothbrush I had gotten from town, and a bucket of water in hand.
I felt a bloom of warmth grow in my lower belly, I should've been confused or worried, but I wasn't. I was captivated, fascinated and in a strange way, compelled. I licked my lips before hesitantly reaching out to touch him. I felt Thunder shift as my hand made contact, and I gently wrapped my fingers around him. I gasped as I felt him pulsate and grow rigid in my hand, and my core clenched in response.
"Oh, Thunder," I panted, squeezing him gently.
The feeling of him in my hand was overwhelming, and the slick wetness between my legs told me just how much this was affecting me. I couldn't believe I was doing this, but I couldn't stop either. My free hand slipped under my shorts, finding my clit and rubbing it in small circles.
Thunder shifted in his stall, his muscles tensing as I continued to stroke him. The sight of him, so powerful and yet so vulnerable in this moment, was too much to handle. I wanted him, needed him inside me. I turned around and bent over, presenting my shaved, puffy pussy to him.