Beautiful girl who lives on a farm finds herself playing with horse cock. The horses allow her to use their cocks while they are straddling the barn stalls.

Chapter 3: Rising Action

I could hear their mighty, rhythmic breathing before anything else, and feel their tangible heat. From the corner of my eye, I glimpsed the thickly muscled curves of a draft horse's body, sleek with sweat and smeared with grime. A horse, whose name I knew was Brownie. Next to him was Chestnut, a mare whose name was as plain and fitting as her own coloring.

I turned away from them, leaving the barn doors open as darkness fell outside.

I found myself standing before the two animals. Brownie leaned into my touch, his muscular shoulders rippling beneath my fingertips, while Chestnut's velvet muzzle grazed the back of my hand. I stroked them gently, and they nuzzled me, responding to the affection I gave.

I looked into their eyes, and in that moment I felt a flood of desire and curiosity course through me. I pulled my shirt over my head, unhooked my bra, and faced them with my bare chest. They sniffed at me, curious but unthreatening.

I took a breath and reached out, hesitantly at first, then more boldly. I wrapped my fingers around their penises, feeling their warmth and size. I shuddered at the sensation, then bit my lip and started to rub them with slow, deliberate strokes.

Brownie leaned into the strokes with a sigh, while Chestnut shifted her weight uneasily before submitting to the sensation. My own excitement grew as I felt their bodies tense beneath my fingers, then release.

I was breathing heavy, and my legs felt weak, a steady stream of pleasure rippling through me. I could feel their warmth radiating through the fabric of my shorts, and it was all I could think about.

I sank to my knees in front of them and tugged my shorts and underwear down, baring myself. Their hot breath enveloped me, and I gasped as I felt their noses nudge my thighs apart. Brownie's tongue flicked out eagerly against my clit, eliciting a low moan from me.

Chestnut nudged my shoulder, encouraging me forward and I grabbed onto her mane, pulling myself closer to Brownie's muzzle. I could feel his breath against me, hot and wet as he licked and sucked, driving me wild with pleasure.

I was panting and moaning, unable to control myself as the two horses pleasured me in unison. I reached down and grabbed onto Brownie's shaft, feeling it twitch and pulse in my hand. It was so big, so thick and hard that I couldn't help but be in awe of it.