The Horse and His Cock | By : JayDee Category: A through F > Chronicles of Narnia Views: 34714 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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The former Noblewoman Aravis finished the last scraps of her simple supper, alongside her beloved Bree at his hay. She thought how her father, that great bastion of Calormen tradition, would be outraged to know that his daughter had fled the arranged match to marry a horse; her mother would've been impressed. There was nothing she wanted more than to consummate their relationship beyond the spiritual connection of their shared dream. The anticipation had built for both of the lovers since their return from the grumpy Badger, but by unspoken agreement they'd held off the night before, and all through a perfectly romantic day of close company, Calormene poetry and good food, until both felt the time was right.
Food left aside, Woman and Horse shared as powerful a kiss as their different skulls allowed. Tongue to tongue, Aravis pulled her dress up and over her head, breaking the kiss for only a moment, and then dropped it. Bree was already naked, in the manner of horses, although he had not been adverse the finery in his days as a war mount. He felt his cock grow throughout the kiss, reaching full length and hardness so fast he fancied he could hear his blood pumping along the shaft. Aravis broke the kiss, stood back, and smiled. He now recognised human signs of arousal – most obviously the hardening nipples, the glistening lips below. He lent forward, and nuzzled at the flushed skin of her neck.
There was a large rock beside their half-built home, on which a comfortable cushion had been affixed so that Aravis’ smooth skin did not suffer against the cold, hard, coarse rock as she received the hot, stiff, Horse cock. This was to be their first place of copulation, and both hoped that with Aslan’s blessing there could be a child of their union, though of what inherited nature neither could guess. Besides the cushion, there was the small vial of elixir. Aravis poured into one had, and rubbed it gently but thoroughly into her sex. Biting her lip, she moaned softly, giving herself pleasure and Bree a show, until the vial was quite empty. Hitched up onto the rock, she laid back and spread her legs wide. She didn’t need more foreplay, not then,
“I can’t wait any longer,” she moaned huskily, “let us be one.”
“I love you,” replied Bree, offering truth in simplicity.
He moved awkwardly around the cushioned rock, until he felt Aravis’s hands guiding his shaft beneath. Hot pre-cum spurted across her fingers, wetting her flat belly. She had her head up against his belly hair as she eagerly fondled the horse cock into position. He felt so big in her hands, that she felt a twinge of fear in her anticipation. Had she known that the badger had given them an itching salve instead of the sex elixir, it is likely her fear would have been much greater. The herbalist had been really annoyed that Bree had shot off inside her against her wishes, and sought a simple revenge. Aravis would know soon enough, as Bree’s careful bucking brought him right into her bush, horse cock to human snatch. Though Aravis had never been penetrated outside a dream, her maidenhead was long gone from the politer form of horse riding.
With a suddenness that forced the breath from Aravis’ lungs, Bree thrust inside. She was as receptively wet as humanly possible, but without the elixir the sudden stretching brought as much pain as pleasure. Bree took her grunted cry as a sign of passion, as when her legs kicked up around his flanks, and her hands clawed in his hair. Her pulled out, not quite enough to slip free of her splayed labia, and then deeper inside, much deeper. He couldn’t believe the tightness he felt around his shaft as it opened the Calormene girl up, nor how good he felt with his true love writhing beneath him.
Taking a cock bigger than any human’s, Aravis’s sheer arousal saved her from damage. The pain was mixed so deeply with the pleasure, with the love she felt for Bree, that when Aravis managed to draw enough breath to cry out, the word she cried was,
“More!”
She could never take him all without the’s elixir aid, but she could take enough for both of them to know that special pleasure of deep erotic connection. As she clawed his sides and kissed his belly, Aravis felt the pain fade into a spicy extra pleasure, enhancing her lust. Each thrust into her brought her swollen clit into long strokes against the horse’s length, wet with her flowing juices. She could feel Bree bucking faster, battering her insides with a force of wild animalistic power. Neither of them could last long this first time, and Aravis popped first. Screaming into Bree’s belly, the Calormene girl squirted forcefully against his him, even drenching his huge black balls with the squirt..
Bree felt the stiffening of his lover, the sudden increase of tightness pulsing against his shaft. The physical pleasure along with the mental joy of bringing Aravis off was too much for him. It felt like the hardest, strongest, ejaculation of his life. The long length of his shaft fired a heavy stream of horse sperm straight into Aravis, with enough pressure to spill into and quickly fill her womb. Still he came, grunting wordlessly in time with Aravis’ breathless spasming, until the sensation of pressure within made him worry for Aravis, and he pulled loose.
The incredible torrent of steaming spunk sprayed out from between Aravis’ shaking thighs, while Bree continued to spray, drenching his lovers stomach, breasts, her face, even up to her hair. The rock beneath prevented him backing out further, but he could see down into Aravis’s wildly staring eyes even as further spurts splashed across her body.
“Let us have a son!”
Aravis held her hands to gaping snatch, trying not to lose anymore of the fertile Horse’s seed.
A/N: This chapter written for AFF forum weekly prompt 180 / 181 - Bastion.
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