In almost all my years of life, I have never published anything on any social network, i just use it to see content and hang around, but I need to get this off my chest and tell this story, my story.
Going back a few years when I was starting to been a teenager, I had a friend whose parents had a farm with several animals(horses, cows, goats, chickens, etc) sometimes I would go visit him although my mother did not like to make the trip to my friend's farm so I stayed mostly on vacation or days when we did not have school and help in anything the need like cleaning the stables, corrals and feed livestock. I was happy and I grew a sort of friendship animals and how to care for them and treat them (If you ask me if I was paid, the answer is no). Soon after i began to grow fond of and develop feelings for a mare that was in one of the stables that I had been charged with cleaning and maintaining. I would ride her and walk her around the place, feed her and comb her beautiful black hair.
At first I thought they were feelings that you develop through a deep friendship, not that I was falling in love, it was something that my mind still didn't understand. "How am I falling in love with a horse?" I asked myself, my heart was racing with every thought. I felt bad, I didn't know how to tell them, so I kept it to myself. Those feelings of guilt distracted me in my chores and sometimes they asked me if I was okay. I lied.
Summer vacation rolled in, so I begged my mom if I could stay the whole vacation at the my friend farm, she was visibly worried that I was going to be a nuisance to my friend's parents but they already trusted me, of course free labor on vacation wasn't going to bother them and my mom could take a vacation for herself and this could also help me clear my heart and mind but with my age as a horny teenager this was going to end differently.
First I would go to work every morning at 5am cleaning and feeding and if I had free time I would secretly go to the stable where she was, I would give her little treats and pet her and I wanted to try things starting with kisses, my heart would race with every kiss I gave her, I don't know how to describe it but something in me at first didn't want to accept it but something in me did. If they found out I was a dead man, they wouldn't let me visit her anymore and that worried me, as the days went by I tried riskier things like grabbing her ass, massaging it and whispering dirty things to her (I honestly didn't know if she understood me but it turned me on like crazy) she was now allowing me to get closer to her to the point where I could smell her pussy, it was a strong smell at first but it didn't bother me at all, at night I would sneak out to visit her, I couldn't hold back this desire anymore, I would give her oral and finger her every night I could, it was the best and I felt that bond grew stronger,
And then we started having sex. It was my first time. At first, I was scared, but there was no turning back. After the first thrust, I felt like my dick was going to be crushed I almost came but I couldn't stop, I cummed several times inside her in the days that were left of vacation I tried more things for example anal sex/anillingus and escaping with her to a nearby mountain with the excuse of having a walk but clearly it was to go fuck outdoors.
A few years passed, my friend had to leave the city and they sold the farm. I never saw her again and I'll never know if they suspected that I was having sex with their mares. I also tried it with cows and donkeys, but hers felt incredible and special. Years passed, even with a broken heart and with the memory of her still in me, I continued with my life, met more people and had more partners. Of course, it didn't feel the same. I faked my orgasms and it took a long time to cum. Several of my relationships didn't last or because they cheated on me or any other thing, but now I have a stable relationship with the person I love but the same problem sometimes I have to fake orgasms or that I take a while for me to cum of course my girlfriend with whom I have been with for 4 years doesn't mind instead she is surprised of my endurence. She doesn't know it, but my heart still belongs to that mare with the chestnut coat and black hair and well-defined muscles. Of course, I still love my girlfriend and appreciate our relationship, but she doesn't have the irst place in my heart.
And you might wonder how I ended up here on the forum. I met another friend who I consider like a brother and I told him everything clearly. He had exotic tastes so I wasn't so worried and he introduced me to this site. I'm sorry if I wrote too much for one post. Any questions or comments I promise to answer them.
Going back a few years when I was starting to been a teenager, I had a friend whose parents had a farm with several animals(horses, cows, goats, chickens, etc) sometimes I would go visit him although my mother did not like to make the trip to my friend's farm so I stayed mostly on vacation or days when we did not have school and help in anything the need like cleaning the stables, corrals and feed livestock. I was happy and I grew a sort of friendship animals and how to care for them and treat them (If you ask me if I was paid, the answer is no). Soon after i began to grow fond of and develop feelings for a mare that was in one of the stables that I had been charged with cleaning and maintaining. I would ride her and walk her around the place, feed her and comb her beautiful black hair.
At first I thought they were feelings that you develop through a deep friendship, not that I was falling in love, it was something that my mind still didn't understand. "How am I falling in love with a horse?" I asked myself, my heart was racing with every thought. I felt bad, I didn't know how to tell them, so I kept it to myself. Those feelings of guilt distracted me in my chores and sometimes they asked me if I was okay. I lied.
Summer vacation rolled in, so I begged my mom if I could stay the whole vacation at the my friend farm, she was visibly worried that I was going to be a nuisance to my friend's parents but they already trusted me, of course free labor on vacation wasn't going to bother them and my mom could take a vacation for herself and this could also help me clear my heart and mind but with my age as a horny teenager this was going to end differently.
First I would go to work every morning at 5am cleaning and feeding and if I had free time I would secretly go to the stable where she was, I would give her little treats and pet her and I wanted to try things starting with kisses, my heart would race with every kiss I gave her, I don't know how to describe it but something in me at first didn't want to accept it but something in me did. If they found out I was a dead man, they wouldn't let me visit her anymore and that worried me, as the days went by I tried riskier things like grabbing her ass, massaging it and whispering dirty things to her (I honestly didn't know if she understood me but it turned me on like crazy) she was now allowing me to get closer to her to the point where I could smell her pussy, it was a strong smell at first but it didn't bother me at all, at night I would sneak out to visit her, I couldn't hold back this desire anymore, I would give her oral and finger her every night I could, it was the best and I felt that bond grew stronger,
And then we started having sex. It was my first time. At first, I was scared, but there was no turning back. After the first thrust, I felt like my dick was going to be crushed I almost came but I couldn't stop, I cummed several times inside her in the days that were left of vacation I tried more things for example anal sex/anillingus and escaping with her to a nearby mountain with the excuse of having a walk but clearly it was to go fuck outdoors.
A few years passed, my friend had to leave the city and they sold the farm. I never saw her again and I'll never know if they suspected that I was having sex with their mares. I also tried it with cows and donkeys, but hers felt incredible and special. Years passed, even with a broken heart and with the memory of her still in me, I continued with my life, met more people and had more partners. Of course, it didn't feel the same. I faked my orgasms and it took a long time to cum. Several of my relationships didn't last or because they cheated on me or any other thing, but now I have a stable relationship with the person I love but the same problem sometimes I have to fake orgasms or that I take a while for me to cum of course my girlfriend with whom I have been with for 4 years doesn't mind instead she is surprised of my endurence. She doesn't know it, but my heart still belongs to that mare with the chestnut coat and black hair and well-defined muscles. Of course, I still love my girlfriend and appreciate our relationship, but she doesn't have the irst place in my heart.
And you might wonder how I ended up here on the forum. I met another friend who I consider like a brother and I told him everything clearly. He had exotic tastes so I wasn't so worried and he introduced me to this site. I'm sorry if I wrote too much for one post. Any questions or comments I promise to answer them.