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Dane- ish by Hugh Jardon
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Dane-ish
by
Hugh Jardon
We met at Fonda's cottage shortly after noon on Sunday, and after some
perfunctory small-talk and a game of (innocent) rough-house with Lucious, we
got into the Bronco and headed (further) out into the country. Fonda said it
was about 20 miles from her place, and about a half-hour later she instructed
me to turn into a narrow dirt road. A mile or so, and she had me turn left on
to a narrower dirt road, until we came to a clearing. For all intents and
purposes we were about a mile and a half from any form of civilization save for
the small shed on the edge of the clearing. I noticed some movement in the
shade of a big maple tree near the shed, and Fonda squealed "Oh!, Oh there he
is!" As I pulled to a stop near the shed, I, too saw "him"......a small pony.
Fonda had told me that he was a Hackney pony, about the size of a Shetland, but
much finer lined, and not nearly as skittish. This looked like a regular horse
in a smaller size. Not short and squat like a Shetland, just smaller all over.
We got out of the Bronco and walked over to where "he" was grazing.
Fonda told me his name was Sherlock (yes, like in Sherlock Holmes), and that he
was five years old and was used to pull a small cart in horse shows. Sherlock
was almost jet black save for a broad tan patch that ran from his throat down
under his chest, and his tail was sort of flaxen. He was a very attractive
horse, even though his head was about only chest high to me. Fonda walked up to
Sherlock and petted his neck and shoulder. "Watch this....!" she grinned slyly.
As she petted him with her left hand down his back, Fonda slid her right hand
down under is chest and along his belly. Standing next to his right rear leg,
she leaned down and reached her right hand back. I heard her start to purr,
and saw Sherlock shift slightly. His nostriles flared, and he nickered, and
as Fonda said "Oh, Look!" I saw Sherlock's black and pink cock start to
lengthen under his belly. Fonda was slowly stroking her hand along it as it
grew. "Damn!" I heard myself whisper as I watched her slowly stroke his shaft
to over a foot in length. As Sherlock started to fidget a bit, I slowly moved
to his head, and grasped his halter to steady him. If he kicked Fonda, from
her position, he could really do some damage. It was evident that this was not
a first meeting for either of them, and Sherlock was just fidgeting with his
excitement. I glanced (well stared, really) back under his belly, and I was
surprised to see what must have been sixteen inches of pink and black shaft
pulsing in Fonda's hands. It was at least 2 inches across, and had a sort of
flared head. I could see droplets of moisture seeping from a large slit, and
from the way Sherlock was acting I could empathize with the feelings.
Fonda abruptly stood up, and started toward the shed. "What's up?" I
asked. "Just watch and hold him steady" she answered. She opened the door to
the shed and disappeared. A minute or two later, following some muffled
noises from within the shed, Fonda called around the corner "Bring him around
here, will ya?" I led Sherlock around the end of the shed, and there, under
the overhang of a small porch-like area was Fonda sitting on a dusty blanket on
a bale of hay........Naked as the truth!
"Bring him right over here" Fonda said with more than a bit of excite-
ment in her voice. "I've got just what ol' Sherlock needs to settle him down."
she said as she patted her furry crotch. I must have been standing there wide-
mouthed, because she said again "Bring him over here". I led the pony toward
the hay bale, and he seemed to recognize the idea as he swung his head wide to
clear the bale with his forelegs. Fonda reached under his belly and again
started stroking his now throbbing shaft. I could see his heartbeat in its'
spring-like action as it curved parallel to his belly, only inches from
Fonda's face. She stuck out her tongue and smeared the copious fluids across
the head of his massive cock with her tongue, causing Sherlock to fidget a bit
more. I was more than a bit "fidgety" myself, but I tried to hold him
(Sherlock, that is) still. Fonda reached beside the hay bale and plunged her
fingers into a small can of vegetable shortening, and spread it's slickness
along the veined length of Sherlocks' shaft. This must have felt really, good
to him because he all of the sudden stood stock still, and nickered again. I
was mesmerized as I watched Fonda lay back against the blanket and hunch her-
self forward a bit. I watched as she slid three fingers of her right hand up
to the third knuckle into her hot pussy, and spread around the shortening, and
I watched as she bridged up on her shoulders holding the massive cock in her
left hand. She pressed with her legs and lifted her hips up, and, aiming with
her left hand, spreading with her right, she tried to fit the head of Sherlocks'
cock into her opening. I watched her push, and twist and push some more, and
I watched as Sherlock danced around with his hind legs trying to bury himself
in Fonda's wetness. "Oh, God! Is he huge!" Fonda gasped. "I don't know if
this is gonna work.....I want him so bad, but I can't get that big thing into
me." She struggled. He struggled. Even I struggled. But try as we all did,
Fonda just wasn't able to get the big flared head into her. Finally, out of
breath and awash with sweat, she plopped her ass back down on the hay bale and
whined "Oh, Shit! Well, fella we're gonna just have to wait til I get a bit
looser for ya!" With that, she started to stroke his hard shaft with both
hands, long double-fisted strokes. In a matter of seconds, Sherlock emitted
what could only be described as a yelp, and I saw what must have been a quart
of thick cream-colored liquid spew from the slit in the head of his cock, and
splatter against Fonda's chest, breasts and run down her belly.
"Gawhhhhh, that's like liquid fire!" she gasped as she pumped more and
more of the liquid from the stallion. Finally with a wave of tremors, Sherlock
just stood there, gasping. "Well, now you've got yours, and next time I come
back out here, I'll get it, too, you big sweet stud!" Fonda sounded almost
threatening in her tone.
I led the small stallion to the edge of the overhang, and gave him a
swat on the rump. Kicking up his heels, he nickered, swung his head in one
direction and his tail in the other and bounded off to the other side of the
clearing.
"Sorry it didn't work out.....er or should I say in.....for you today."
I scoffed at the panting horse-cum spattered Fonda. "Cute, real fuckin' cute!"
she spat at me in mock anger. "Just what am I supposed to do for relief......
Are YOU gonna volunteer to get me off with all this horse-jiz' and shortening
smeared everywhere....!?"
"Sorry, I draw the line at the shortening.....that stuff is disgusting!"
I chided her.
At about the same instant, we both saw the movement at the back corner
of the shed. There, looking almost as big as the pony I'd just shooed to the
pasture was big Great Dane, A BIG GREAT DANE!
Fonda took one look at him and clucked "Chk, Chk.....Here boy, come on
over here sweetie and Fonda'll make you feel better, too!"
"Do you know him?" I asked, wondering if her previous visits had
included this big fella too.
"I met him when Sandi brought me out here the first time....about six
weeks ago" Fonda cooed. "She said on the phone she'd leave me a surprise, and
I guess he's it!" The excitement made her voice tremor. "Sandi's been training
him and she says he's just 'marvelous'!"
The big animal moved to Fonda, his tree-limb tail wagging and his long
tongue licking his chops. More than just a hint of pink was evident as his
canine cock started to slide from its' sheath beneath his belly, and I again
stood with my mouth hanging open. This was a very big dog, indeed. He moved to
where Fonda half-lay on the hay bale, and, almost on queue started licking the
still clinging pony's semen from her bare chest and belly. As some, more like
a lot, of it had dribbled down Fonda's belly between her legs, the Dane's
tongue soon followed the trail there. Shortly Fonda was laying back on the hay
bale with her legs splayed wide, and the Dane was eagerly lathing her entire
crotch with his long pink tongue. I watched in fascination as he licked her
again and again. Soon his long tongue started to disappear into her wet,
shortening slickened hole. To this Fonda arched her back and brought her hands
to his ears urging his on. Her breathing was coming in raspy gasps and her
hips were rocking in the now familiar motion generated by her growing lust. The
dog was really getting "into" his task, and the heat of the moment was becoming
very evident as his crimson cock slid further and further under his belly. It
was now over six inches long, and seemed to be growing by the lick. In the next
minute, the Danes hind-quarters started to hunch slightly. "I think you're
gonna get your wish, in spades, 'cuz this puppy's got a boner ready for your
hot pussy that you're gonna just love!" I advised Fonda. She just hummed in
agreement and arched her back more. Then, almost as if on cue, I saw the
trembling in her belly that signaled the onset of her orgasm(s). She locked
her legs around the big Danes neck and pulled her crotch into his muzzle and
emitted a deep guttural "UUUgggghhhhhhhhhhh!!" as the waves washed over her.
The great beast just kept licking which just kept her cumming until even I was
becoming exhausted. Finally, after what must have been a dozen really nice
looking and sounding orgasms, Fonda pushed his head reluctantly from between
her thighs, closing them to his persistance.
"Enough of that you big fucker", she hissed, "Now for the main event!"
With that epithet, she quickly swung around on the hay bale until her chest
was resting on the blanket and her rear was sticking into the air.
"You're gonna have to raise it a bit higher than that or you're gonna
end up getting a very large dog-dick in your ass". I advised, half in gist,
half in warning. Fonda pulled her feet under her and raised her ass higher, and
just then the Dane moved in and licked her exposed pussy and asshole again. I
saw Fonda shiver, and she said "Come on boy, give it to Fonda, come on you big
stud fuck your bitch, come on....!" She was almost chanting at him as she
waved her ass in his face. This must have been the signal that he was waiting
for, because he stepped forward and mounted her with what can only be referred
to as expertise. The huge animal sported an equally huge weapon beneath his
belly, and his was getting very ready to stuff in into Fonda's hot hole. It
had grown to over nine inches in length and was about two inches across. I
thought to myself that if Fonda had started with this puppy first, the pony's
cock would have probably slid right in!
As the beast started hunching forward, his aim was a bit aliegh, and
Fonda reached back between her widely spread thighs and captured the massive
pink and purple shaft in her hand. "Ohhhhh!" she squealed, "this is a big one
isn't it? I'm gonna love this!"
With her guidance, the Dane was able to hit his intended target with
ease, and as he got the tip into her wet hole, I saw him lunge, burying his
prong into Fonda's belly. "Oh GOD!!" She shrieked. I started to move to her
aid, but was quickly dispatched with a wave of her hand. "He's just bigger than
I thought, and he stuck it all in at once.....I'm okay".
"He didn't give you ALL of it yet" I warned, just as the Dane lurched
into her again.
"Ohh yes, Oh Yesssss!" Fonda started to pant in unison with the ever
increasing pace of the huge dog's thrusts. "Yesss, Yesss!"
I watched as the two of them humped against each other, the Dane against
Fonda, and Fonda in turn back against the big animal. Both were striving to-
ward the same end, and as his thrusts shortened and his hind-quarters tensed
even more, I warned Fonda of what she already felt inside her. "He's getting
ready to tie with you, Fonda.....You sure you can take it?"
"He's a lot bigger than Lucious is, and I've taken Lucious' knot without
any problems, lets see how this goes.......ohhhhhh, yessssss......It's in me
now, and I LOVE IT!!" Fonda squealed. The Dane gave a final sharp thrust and
a deep throaty yelp, and I knew that he'd buried what must be over ten inches
of hard dog-dick with a knot that might get five inches into my friends now
very stretched cunt.
"GAWD!, I wish I could describe this feeling to you....he's spraying
my pussy with really hot stuff, and it feels like it's gonna run out of my
ears.....and his knot is really getting bigger.......It doesn't hurt, in fact
it really, REALLY feels good and...........UUGGHHHhhhhhhhhhhhhh, Oh YESSSS!...
YESSSS!.........OHHHHhhhhhhhhhh GOD!"
I watched as her body was wracked over and over by waves of pleasure
that brought me to my own senses a bit. I had, again it seems, extracted my own
hard cock, and was, again it seems, stroking it in an effort to bring about my
own relief. With out being asked this time, I moved in front of Fonda, and as
she raised her head and grinned, I stepped forward as she opened her mouth in
an "O", again it seems.....
Fonda had two hard hot cocks in her again, one at each end, and for the
next five or so minutes, the Dane and I tried to touch the heads of our re-
spective cocks deep within Fonda. I thought we were going to succeed at one
point, but I was interrupted by a blinding flash and a ringing in my ears as
my knees started to give way and I pumped stream after stream of my own hot
cum down the back of her gulping throat.
Gasping for breath, Fonda came yet again, spasms rocking against her
now trapped body. I slowly, reluctantly, withdrew and knelt by her face as
she gently drifted back to consciousness.
"MMMmmmmmmm, that was sooooo nice. I've never, ever been so full of
hard cock and hot cum in my life, I wish it didn't have to end........" I
heard her groan a bit as the Dane began to get restless. "He's gonna come out."
She said rather matter-of-factly. And in a second or so, he did. I was
astonished at the size of him......every bit of ten inches long, and every bit
of two inches across hung between his haunches. Even Fonda was amazed that
she had taken it all.
"Where's that stud pony.....?!" I said as I looked around, mostly to
further pester Fonda.
"Whoa, there. Enough for one day is enough!" she said "Even I know when
I've been well-fucked, and am worn out........I'll get to THAT stud another day,
but I WILL get him!"
On the ride back to the cottage, Fonda slept like a log, but her
nipples remained as hard as erasers under her shirt, and she kept her arm
tight between her legs. I wonder what she was dreaming about? I can't wait
until the next time we go out to the "country"...........
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