Amgel 3
Amgel 3
Sex Story Author: | starbuck |
Sex Story Excerpt: | “I…I was hungry.” She stammered. “Are you still hungry?” Alonzo asked. “There are some apples and cherries in the |
Sex Story Category: | Bestiality |
Sex Story Tags: | Bestiality, Fantasy, Non-consensual sex, Reluctance, Young |
Angel 3
This is a fantasy. Any resemblance to real people or places is coincidental. In addition, people and animals can do things normally not possible.
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After Angel was dry, she put her high heels on then stood up to get dressed. She glanced around to see if anything was watching her. She did not see any people just a small pony prancing in a field on the other side of the steam. “Oh, it’s so cute. I wonder if I can pet it.” She thought.
Angel was so entranced by the antics of the animal she did not take the time the put her dress and panties on. She carried them with her as she crossed the bridge. When she got to the small fenced field where the animal was it stopped and watched her approach. In an adjoining field, other ponies cropped grass ignoring them both.
A white board bordered the field on all sides enclosing about two acres. A barn was set against the back fence. Everything was clean and well kept.
Angel stopped at a small gate near the barn. The light brown pony nickered at her shaking its head as it ambled over to greet her. She noticed one thing right away. His pony cock was part way out of its sheath. That could only mean one thing. She would avoid it if she could.
“Hello girl.” It said in a soft gruff voice when it got to the fence. “My name is Al, Short for Alonzo. What’s your name?”
Angel backed up a few steps at the sound of the gruff voice. “You surprised me; I never met a talking horse before.” She said covering her tits and pussy with her arms and hands. “I’m Angel, I think. It’s so confusing here I sometimes wonder who I am.”
Al snorted. “Who do you think you are?”
Angel got the impression the pony was making fun of her and leering at her at the same time. “My mother and father call me Angel but a cat man said I was a slut.” She wrinkled her nose at that. “From what I know a Slut is a bad girl.’ She shook her head. “I’m not a bad girl…some bad things happened. I didn’t want them to but they did.”
“You must be talking about Stripe.” Al nodded his head. “A sparrow told me they saw you and him together.”
Angel blushed remembering the way she sucked cum out of Stripe’s cock. “It’s not what you think.” She said blushing brighter.
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