A busty, curvy chestnut mare
From Create Your Own Story
She looks perfect. Her profile seems like just the match. She's classically beautiful, with flowing hair, large breasts, and deep emerald eyes. Plus, she seems to have a kinky streak- her profile includes several shots of whips, bonds, and gags. Disappointingly, you were unable to find any of her nudes... but still, with any luck, your tormentor will be satisfied with your choice.
You arrange a meeting with the mare and show up to the unicorn's place about an hour before she's supposed to arrive. When you do, the unicorn's wearing even less than he was when you arrived: he kept the undershirt, but ditched the briefs. He's letting all his junk hang in the air of the apartment. You try not to get too much of an eyeful, but you peripherally notice enough to stay assured that your nudes were well-picked. You quickly brief him of the situation: his fake name, the presumption of a "blind date", the girl's information and a few photos.
To your immense relief, the unicorn lets out a mildly approving grunt and shrugs. "She's good. She'll do." He brusquely points to the couch at the far side of the room, and gestures to you. "You sit behind the couch. When I'm done with her, if she's a good fuck, you get your things back and go. If she's bad, you stay."
You shudder slightly at the thought of 'staying'. Something about the look in his eye makes your stomach turn... But you follow his instructions and hop behind the couch, curling your legs in closely to remain hidden.
The mare arrives shortly afterward. You can't see what happens, but you think you get the gist through what they say. He answers the door in the nude, something she seems to appreciate. You can't hear every word they say, but they seem to chat for some time before they retire to the couch- the very same couch behind which you're crouching. Only then to they seem to speak much more clearly...
You think she's sitting on his lap. A soft, feminine moan rips across the room as you assume she eases herself onto his cock. Then you hear the unicorn's grunts: "Fuck, fuck, you little bitch...harder, come on...more..." You hear a splitting slap, as you assume he spanked her ass. The entire couch begins to shake and rumble against your back with the pace of your thrusts, and the mare cries out in ecstasy. "Fuck yes!" She howls, and the rocking of the couch picks up. Every movement of their bodies results in an audibly loud, dripping-wet squelch, presumably as his thick horsecock drives into her pussy.
Suddenly, they slow down into what must be just a few slow, rough thrusts. The unicorn lets out a vicious snarl, and you feel hear their thrusts stop altogether. You can hear the two panting for several long minutes of recovery. Finally, you can hear one of them step up from the couch and, after a few quiet mumbling exchanges, they walk over to the far side of the room. A door opens and closes.
The unicorn leans over the couch and grabs you by the shoulder, lifting you to your feet. Finally, you get a good view of the situation. The behemoth equine is completely nude and covered in a layer of damp sweat. A monstrous horsecock lays half-hard and damp between his thighs, and heavy balls sway beneath it, well within view. He smirks. "Good call, kid." He tosses you your wallet and phone. "Oh, and a special gift from me." You're tossed a pair of panties as well. You catch them by instinct and wince. They're damp...you don't particularly want to know why.
The unicorn laughs at your recoiling reaction. "You're funny, kid. Makes me wonder how else this night could've gone." He grunts and turns away from you, his tail flicking. "Now get out."
END
| Furry Status (you) | ||
| Health | 100 | Equipment:
Jeans, T-shirt |
| Gender | Male | |
| Species | Human | |
