My husband and I  are posting these stories about happenings from
our past 25 years of marriage. Most of them happened in the early
70's before sex was such a dangerous proposition. We have had a
great time recalling these times and after my husband writes them
and I edit them we usually end up having a great fuck.

It has been really great to hear from other couples who have enjoyed
themselves like we have over the years. We appreciate your comments
and sharing about your little adventures.

If you enjoy our experiences, please send us about one of your times. 

Rhonda and CL
rhonda69@newsguy.com


After Rhonda's adventure at the fair, all she could talk about was
Strauss' offer to visit his farm and get to know his Shetland
ponies. It was obvious that she wasn't going to be satisfied until
she saw, or felt for herself if she really could fuck one of them.
About two months after the fair I suggested that we go for a drive
to find a horse so she could look and see if she could take it.
After a bit of driving we found a farm that had a few ponies in a
field. As we parked and watched them we finally saw what we came
for. Once Rhonda saw the big, black dick beneath the horse she knew
she wanted one inside of her. It was all I could do to keep her from
sneaking into the field and grabbing the horse's cock. I told her to
call Strauss and ask him if the offer was still good.

Strauss was delighted when Rhonda called. He assured her that she
was very capable of fulfilling her fantasy and that it would be a
great time for her. She told him she would love to try but only if I
came along. Strauss was more than happy to invite me and he asked if
he could invite a close friend of his. Rhonda set the date and that
night she fucked me like a mad woman.

Rhonda couldn't have picked a more beautiful warm fall day for her
escapade. As we drove to Strauss' farm I admired her long slender
legs. Rhonda was wearing a black one piece wrap-around dress.
Underneath it she was wearing her favorite garter belt and sheer
black stockings. A tiny pair of panties and a lacy black bra hid her
nice pussy and tits. Rhonda also wore a new pair of black high heels
she just bought to complete her outfit.

After the three hour drive, we approached Strauss'  house,  and he
came out to meet us. He grabbed Rhonda and gave her a big hug. She
was much shorter than him so she stood on her tip-toes to kiss him
deeply. Seeing them embrace I remembered how she kissed him like
that after he fucked her in the barn at the fair. Strauss introduced
us to his best friend Carl. Carl politely reached his hand out to
shake hers but she wrapped her arms around him and pecked him on the
cheek instead.

Strauss and Carl had prepared a nice light dinner for us and we
talked about several things. Both Strauss and Carl were widowers who
had developed their friendship over the years through their horses.
As we adjourned to the living room, Carl poured some homemade wine.
It was smooth but packed a great punch. As we talked some more and
enjoyed the wine the sun began to set.

Rhonda recounted the experience she had at the fair for Carl and
filled us in on the details of her thoughts and feelings during that
fucking. Strauss glowed as Rhonda told how warm and good she felt
getting her cunt filled with his sperm. Strauss asked Rhonda if she
was willing to give herself completely to him tonight. "I want you
to become the wife of who or whatever I choose," he told her. He
went on saying, "I will be your master. You will be my willing
whore. Do you accept this?" Rhonda, who was sitting between Carl and
Strauss leaned over to him and kissed Strauss passionately. "From
this point on, I'm not CL's wife until you give me back to him,"
Rhonda gasped. Strauss put his hands on Rhonda's shoulders and
turned her to face Carl. He pushed her toward him and she kissed
Carl deeply. While they were kissing, both Carl and Strauss explored
Rhonda's body with their hands. Both men were sporting hard-ons that
Rhonda willingly stroked through their pants.

Strauss finally pulled Rhonda close to him and told her it was time.
He actually roughly pushed her from the couch, ordered her to stand
up and strip naked. Rhonda shyly stood up and in a few fluid
movements removed her dress, panties and bra. As she was starting to
remove her stockings Carl told her to stop, he wanted to see her in
stockings and heels.

Once she was nude, she turned slowly, rubbing her body and  allowing
us all to enjoy her. Strauss asked her if she bought what she was
supposed to. Rhonda got her purse and produced a giant tube of K-Y
Jelly and handed it to him. He stood up, took her hand and led her
out of the house to the barn. Walking behind her, I was very pleased
with the way the setting sun made Rhonda's skin glow. It was
beginning to cool off and Rhonda's nipples hardened from the cool
air and sexual anticipation as she was led naked along the path to
the barn. She walked between Strauss and Carl, holding their hands
with no hesitation and she obviously had given herself to these two
men to do what ever they wanted of her.

Once in the barn I was amazed at how nice it was. We were in a large
paneled room with a clean wood floor almost as nice as you would
find in a house. A small fire was burning in the fireplace and I sat
in one of the overstuffed chairs admiring the room. This was
obviously not just a barn. Strauss told us that this was his tack
room and study, where he spent most of his time.

In the middle of the room, Strauss had built  a narrow  bench about
10 inches wide, 4 feet long and about 2 feet off the ground. The
bench was padded with a stuffed leather covering. One end of the
bench was lower than the other. Near the bottom of the posts holding
the bench up, Strauss had tacked on leather straps. There was also a
small ramp built around the sides of the bench. Rhonda looked at it
and then at Strauss, "Is that for me?" she asked smiling
seductively.

Strauss came up behind my naked wife. He placed his hands on her
shoulders and faced her toward the bench while he explained what was
going to happen to her. I noticed that he was holding her rather
firmly, looking for Rhonda to play the submissive. He explained the
bench was similar to the one he remembered seeing in the stag film
many years ago. He said that Rhonda would lay on her stomach on the
bench and have her arms and legs tied to the posts. The pony would
walk up the ramp with his legs on either side of Rhonda so that his
front hoofs were higher than his back giving him a more natural
angle. He explained that if the pony was with a mare, he would climb
up on the back of the mare and enter her but since Rhonda couldn't
take his weight, the ramp would overcome the problem. As he kept
talking his hands reached in front of Rhonda and roughly massaged
her tits and pulled on her nipples while he held her tightly in
place. He assured Rhonda that the  ramp would support the pony and
that she  would be in no danger. While he was explaining the process
I noticed Rhonda squeeze her legs together trying to massage her
pussy.

Strauss continued to hold Rhonda by her shoulders and told Carl to
go out and bring in the pony that he had picked for her. When Carl
returned, Strauss  told us the pony's name was Coco and this was his
favorite of all his horses. Coco was the most experienced with his
mares. Strauss pushed down on Rhonda's shoulders so she was kneeling
by Coco's side. "Now my beautiful little slut, rub your new
husband's cock," Strauss ordered. Rhonda's hand shakily reached
under Coco and began stroking the horse's balls. Coco's head shot up
when he felt my wife touch him gently. As her strokes became more
deliberate, the tip of Coco's cock appeared. Once visible, Rhonda
turned her attention to his growing shaft. As more of it became
available to her, Rhonda's strokes became longer and more intense. I
remember feeling quite in awe of my beautiful wife watching her
crouched by this animal giving it pleasure.

Strauss gave Rhonda a small basin with water and a towel in it.
"Wash your husband's cock," he told her. Rhonda took the basin from
him and said "Yes, master." She began lovingly washing Coco who
looked like he was really getting into the attention. When she was
finished, Rhonda pulled the long hunk of horse cock to her mouth and
ran the tip of her tongue over the dark head. She later told me she
just had an urge she couldn't resist to feel it with her tongue.

Strauss grabbed Rhonda by the hair on the back of her head and
pulled her up so she was looking at him. "His cock is for your cunt,
not your lips," he sneered. "It's time. Get on the bench Rhonda."
Once on the bench, Rhonda found she could lower and raise her ass
with her legs. This way, she could get her cunt at the right height
for her new lover. The bench stopped just short of her pussy and
spread her legs enough so that her ass and cunt were open and
exposed, ready to get filled. Strauss placed a pillow under her
stomach to make her more comfortable. "Is my beautiful little slut
ready to get fucked by her stallion?" he asked Rhonda as he gave her
ass a slap with a leather shaft. Rhonda jumped a little when she got
slapped and said quitely, "Yes master."

 He told Carl to prepare their slut's cunt. Carl tied her wrists and
ankles, rather tightly I thought,  to the posts with the leather
straps. He then used his fingers to stretch my wife's cunt wider and
proceeded to squeeze the whole tube of jelly she brought along up
into her. Rhonda moaned as she felt herself get filled with the
clear gel. Carl took the leather shaft Strauss used to slap her ass
and slowly worked it into Rhonda's cunt. He explained that this was
the butt end of a whip that had broken and he was using it to get
Rhonda prepared. Rhonda groaned as he slid a good eight inches of it
in and out of her. When he took it out the last time her cunt make a
slurping noise as if she were trying to keep it in.

 With Strauss leading him behind Rhonda, Coco stepped on the ramp
and began to gingerly walk up it. It was obvious that Strauss had
practiced this with him before we arrived. When he had his front
hooves completely up the ramp, he was standing straddled over Rhonda
and his cock was resting on Rhonda's ass. It was long and black
against her white skin. I was sure it was longer than anything she
had taken but it wasn't really that big around. "It feels so warm
and heavy on me," Rhonda cooed.  Strauss looked at Rhonda and said,
"Become his wife. Take him in, NOW!" Rhonda began moving her ass up
and down and from side to side guiding the tip of that big black
dick against her pussy. Flexing her slender legs, she rubbed her
slit up and down the horse's cock as if to pry herself open for it.
"IN," Strauss commanded.

Rhonda pushed back onto the cock and it slipped under her belly but
not into her. She gave a loud sigh when she realized the promised
shaft missed its target. Coco twitched a bit when he felt his cock
get pinned between Rhonda and the bench. As Strauss calmed the
horse, he barked to Rhonda, "Again, try again." Rhonda lifted up and
Coco pulled his cock from under her. She adjusted her body so that
the tip of the horse cock was parting her pussy lips and plunged
down. It entered her momentarily but popped out causing Rhonda to
scream from the pain. On her third attempt she clasped her thighs
around Coco's shaft and plunged back. This time it slipped upward
between her ass cheeks before it ever got near her hungry and
frustrated cunt.

Rhonda began to get teary-eyed and said, "I can't get him in me."
From the frustration in her voice, I could tell she was totally
committed to having this long stiff prick in her body. Strauss
yelled to Carl to untie Rhonda's hands so she could guide the
horse's cock. Carl quickly complied and Rhonda's hand shot
underneath her body and grabbed Coco's shaft. She lifted up and
placed the head of the cock at her hole and moved it around
spreading herself open for him. When she felt opened enough, she
pushed back.

With a satisfying moan from Rhonda, the head of the black cock
disappeared into her pussy. Rhonda closed her eyes and had a look of
total bliss on her face. She began rocking forward and back as more
of the shaft entered her. By this time, Coco realized he had just
invaded something really sweet and he began to buck. He was
obviously trying to get more of his stiff prick into Rhonda's soft
opening but couldn't because of the ramp and bench. True to Strauss'
word, Rhonda was in complete control of the fucking. As her pussy
adjusted to the size of Coco, she took more of him into herself. It
was getting easier to stroke her gorgeous red-bushed snatch on and
off  the cock as the horse was holding stiff wanting frantically to
get deeper into her.

Rhonda was beginning to let Coco do more of the pumping so she
grabbed onto the bench post for support. With each buck, Coco pushed
Rhonda forward on the bench. She pushed back after each stab at her
cunt so she was in position for the next plunge. She was beginning
to sweat and groan with passion. Remembering back, I thought to
myself that this wasn't really happening, Rhonda couldn't be fucking
a horse, it just wasn't possible. But, right there in front of me I
was watching my new wife getting her cunt pounded by a pony.

Coco was really starting to hump at Rhonda but the ramp was keeping
him from his goal. The K-Y jelly that Carl squeezed up Rhonda's
pussy was squishing out of her with each stab. The bench was getting
covered with the excess jelly and Rhonda kept getting pushed forward
so that Coco's cock plopped out of her. Rhonda nor Coco could get it
back in her. To get back to him, Rhonda reached out and pushed
herself back using Coco's front legs for leverage. She got her ass
back far enough to meet Coco coming at her with another thrust. He
drove his cock back into my wife's cunt and Rhonda squealed with
pleasure. Rhonda groaned "Oh fucking great."

In no time, Coco took full control of the situation and began
pumping rapidly into Rhonda. Rhonda was screaming "Fuck me Coco.
More. Fuck me." I looked at Strauss and Carl and realized they were
standing with their cocks out stroking them. At that point I joined
them. "I love your black cock. Fuck me," Rhonda kept screaming.
Strauss said "Yes. Keep talking to him." Rhonda looked at Strauss
and noticed his cock a few inches from her face. She reached out to
grab it but he pulled away. "You are the horses' whore wife now.
Fuck him," Strauss said. Sensing his tone, Rhonda responded by
saying "Yes master. I am the horses' whore. I'm fucking his big
cock. He's going to fill me up with his hot white sperm. I'll make
him cum into my warm tight cunt."

After about 10 minutes of pounding, Rhonda was getting what appeared
to be about 10-12 inches of the pony cock into her cunt. I could see
the concentration on her face as she was working to make herself
cum. She lifted her head and bit her lower lip. However, Coco began
neighing and beat her to an orgasm. As the pony continued to pound
at her, globs of almost clear cum leaked out of Rhonda's pussy. When
she felt the gooey mess leak out of her and realized she just made a
horse cum, she broke down into a gut-wrenching orgasm. The tack room
filled with a musty, just fucked pussy fragrance. As she finished
cumming, Strauss began to pull Coco back from my wife's sweet pussy.
It was a real mess. She was puffy and red. Her cunt was wide open
and we could see up into her. The walls of her pussy were coated in
frothy, creamy horse sperm.

As Rhonda began to get up, Carl told her to lie back down. "You're
not done yet, a slut fucks more than once," he said as he stroked
her back. "This is Stilt. In a bit you will see why," Strauss said
as he led another horse behind Rhonda. "He has been waiting outside
to fuck you and has heard Coco and you," Strauss told her. "Do you
notice how ready he is to make you his wife?" Strauss asked. It was
true, Stilt had an enormous hard cock bouncing under his belly. It
was bigger around and much longer than Coco's. He must have enjoyed
listening, and smelling Rhonda service Coco and was showing her how
much with a new prize for Rhonda to conquer.

Rhonda laid her head on the bench, closed her eyes, smiled and said
"Make him fuck me master. I want him to be my husband." Strauss
seemed to enjoy Rhonda's submissiveness. "This time on your back,"
Strauss commanded. Rhonda got on her back and Strauss led Stilt over
her. As Stilt stood above Rhonda I noticed that he was aware of the
wet, soft, mess under him. With his huge cock laying across her
slippery, tight belly, Stilt began trying to get into the pussy that
was being offered to him. On cue from Strauss, Carl grabbed one of
Rhonda's legs and Strauss the other. They pulled them around Stilt's
sides and tied her ankles as close together as they could get them
over Stilts back. In this position Rhonda's pussy immediately began
sucking Stilt's cock in. Stilt began moving into Rhonda. She wrapped
her arms around him and pulled her body close to him. "I love you
Stilt. Fuck me lover. Harder. HARDER!" Rhonda screamed. From her
expression I could see she was cumming again.

Carl and Strauss stood with  their hands rubbing up and down on
Rhonda's legs. They also helped slide her on and off the powerful
horse cock. As Stilt began to stiffen and get ready to cum into my
wife, Strauss pulled the knot and released Rhonda's legs. The two
men pulled her off of Stilt's cock just as he was beginning to cum.
Thick ropey streams of cum sprayed across Rhonda's stomach and tits.
She laughed and began massaging the hot sperm over her face and
neck. She opened her mouth to catch the last few spurts. Wanting
more she scooped the cum from her tits and licked it off her
fingers. "Its delicious. I love the taste of my husband's cum," she
groaned.

Strauss pulled Stilt away and took the horse's position at the
bench. He grabbed Rhonda's thighs and slid her back down the bench
toward his cock which was pointing directly at her gapping pussy. He
spread her wide and rammed his cock up into her. He pumped in and
out until he grunted and shot his load into Rhonda. All the while he
fucked her my wife was begging "Fuck me. Make me your wife too my
master. Harder. Your horse fucking whore wife needs to be fucked."
As he withdrew he told Carl to take his place. Carl also filled my
wife up with a load that he must have been saving for years. During
his pumping, Rhonda again encouraged her other master to fuck her. I
couldn't take any more and pulled Carl aside as the last drops of
his come leaked out the tip of his cock. I managed to get my cock in
just as I came, adding my sperm to the mixture in Rhonda's pussy.
She was stretched so that I couldn't feel her insides but I did feel
an incredible warmth and wetness.

Strauss moved to Rhonda's face and kissed her deeply. She wrapped
her arms around his head and sucked his tongue deep into her mouth.
When they broke the kiss, Rhonda looked at Strauss passionately and
asked, "Does my master have any more animals for his slut of a wife
to fuck?" Strauss told her no as he pulled a Hudson Bay Blanket from
a shelf and covered Rhonda. He helped her up as she was quite
wobbly. She wrapped the blanket around herself as she sat on the
bench, still shivering from her last climax. Once Strauss put Stilt
back into his corral, we went back into the house. Carl drew a bath
for Rhonda and both he and Strauss took turns washing Rhonda's body
while I sat out in the living room watching a game on the
television.

When they finished giving Rhonda her bath, including what Rhonda
later told me was a very sensual douche, Strauss led her to the
bedroom. Carl joined me in the living room while Rhonda and Strauss
had an incredibly loud fucking session. When he was finished
screwing her, he came out and sent Carl in to take a turn with
"their" wife. Strauss told me that he wanted Rhonda to stay for the
rest of the weekend. He didn't give me a chance to protest but said
that she was now the horse's and his and Carl's bride until he would
return her to me the next day. He had already told Rhonda this and
she had said yes like a good little slut wife. I asked if I could at
least say good-night and he agreed.

When I went into the room, Carl was kneeling behind Rhonda and
fucking her cunt from behind. When they saw me, they slowed down.
While Carl continued slow deep pumps into Rhonda, she asked if
Strauss told me what was going to happen. I nodded and she smiled
her approval. Between her grunts from each stab at her pussy she
said, "I love you."

Rhonda didn't come home until two days later. She told me that the
two of them continued to fuck her every minute they could. She also
had the horses fuck her three more times as well as Carl making his
German Shepherd fill her cunt with her first dog sperm. She also got
to give Coco a blow-job and a face full of watery cum as a reward.
If somebody wasn't in her cunt, they made her fuck herself with her
fingers or the leather whip handle. During supper, or when they sat
around, she had to keep the whip deep in her cunt. Rhonda wasn't
allowed to get dressed the entire time she was at the farm. She said
that during the rest of the weekend they alternated between treating
her as a slut  who was to do their bidding or became very tender,
bathing, grooming and feeding her. Once they tied her up in the barn
and coated her body with a molasses spread. They took great pains to
fill her red bushed cunt. They then released Coco into the stall. He
proceeded to lick the sticky-sweet mixture off of Rhonda, sticking
his tongue up her pussy to get all he could. Rhonda said she had
several orgasms as Coco cleaned her off. Since she didn't come home
until Monday, I wasn't there when she arrived. She said that Strauss
had to fuck her one more time and took her on the floor of our
living room.

Rhonda never again went to Strauss' farm or had another animal. She
said that she did it just to prove to herself she could and didn't
need to do it again. However, if the opportunity arose, she said she
wouldn't mind taking advantage of it. Strauss and Carl did stop by
frequently to enjoy Rhonda's company and body. When we moved,
Strauss gave Rhonda the Hudson Bay Blanket he used to take her back
from the barn. Wrapped in the middle of the blanket was the leather
whip handle that was used as Rhonda's substitute lover that weekend.
It still has a place of honor next to our bed.
