She walked into the barn like she owned the place, boots crunching on straw, tight jeans hugging her ass like a second skin. At twenty-two, Lena knew exactly what she wanted, and it wasn't the stable boy. The big black stallion in the end stall snorted when he saw her, his massive cock already starting to drop from its sheath, thick and veiny and dripping.
"Fuck yes," she whispered, locking the door behind her. She stripped fast, yanking off her shirt so her tits bounced free, nipples hard in the cool air. Her jeans hit the floor next, and she kicked them aside, bare and wet already between her legs. The horse's scent hit her hard—musky, animal, pure sex.
Lena dropped to her knees in front of him, reaching out to wrap both hands around that heavy cock.
It was huge, way bigger than any guy's, hot and pulsing under her fingers. She stroked it slow at first, then faster, watching pre-cum bead at the tip. "You like that, big boy?" she muttered, leaning in to lick a long stripe up the underside. The taste was salty and wild. She opened wide and sucked the head into her mouth, gagging as it stretched her lips, but she didn't stop. Spit ran down her chin while she worked him with her hands and tongue, getting him rock hard and throbbing.
The stallion stamped and whinnied, hips twitching. Lena pulled off with a wet pop, strings of saliva connecting her mouth to his cock. "Not yet," she said, standing up and turning around. She bent over the hay bale, spreading her legs and reaching back to spread her pussy lips. "Come on, fuck me."
He needed no more invitation. The horse stepped forward, his heavy body looming over her. Lena guided the blunt head of his cock to her entrance, rubbing it against her clit first, moaning at the size. Then she pushed back, forcing the tip inside. It burned, stretching her open wider than she'd ever been, but she kept going, inch by inch, until half his length was buried in her cunt. "Goddamn, that's it," she groaned, rocking her hips. Her walls clenched around him, slick and greedy.
The stallion started thrusting, powerful and rough. Each shove slammed deep, knocking the breath out of her, making her tits swing and her ass jiggle. Lena braced herself on the hay, taking every brutal stroke, juices dripping down her thighs. "Harder, fuck me harder," she begged, one hand between her legs rubbing her swollen clit. The barn filled with wet slapping sounds and her filthy moans.
She came hard, pussy pulsing around that massive cock, screaming into the straw. The horse kept pounding through it, driving her into another orgasm right after. Finally he stiffened, flooding her with thick ropes of cum that overflowed and ran out around his shaft, soaking her legs. Lena stayed bent over, panting, stuffed full and dripping, already thinking about the next time she'd sneak back for more.
