Micki and the horse cleared the small obstacle easily, rising a good two feet above it. But, at the moment of the jump, she had felt a tearing deep in her pussy and a sharp pain which accompanied that sensation.
And she had come. It was her first orgasm, and its power and intensity had left her breathless and tingling all over. Later, when she discovered that her cherry had been ripped apart by the jumping horse, she felt even more excited. Now, lying on her bed and running both of her hands all over her pussy mound as she recalled every detail of the exciting incident, Micki smiled, thinking how appropriate it was that she had lost her virginity to a horse.
As she continued to rub her pussy, Micki now pictured herself riding naked, bareback across a stretch of white beach. She was riding the horse of her dreams, a horse she had yet to find. He was the ultimate stallion – tall, regal, and black as coal. He ran like liquid fire and had wild, hungry eyes that seemed to devour her every time he looked at her which was often.
"Ohhhhh, yesss," Micki moaned, running two fingers up her cunthole now as she saw herself galloping across the white sand on the gorgeous stallion. Both of their bodies moved together in perfect sync. They were totally together as they moved, each of them intensely aware of the other.
As she galloped along, she could feel the hard muscles and animal strength between her legs. She could feel the horse's thick furry body held tightly between her knees as his powerful hooves pounded the sand.
Faster and faster they galloped in her fantasy. The young girl had handfuls of the stallion's fiery black hair in her grip, and she groaned with pleasure, feeling his powerful body moving beneath her.
Then she felt herself coming, both in her fantasy and in reality. She felt her pussy exploding with pleasure as, in her mind's eye, she galloped along the beach on the large beast. The harder she came, the faster the animal moved, carrying her with him. And, as he moved with greater speed, she felt his silky hair and strong back rubbing against her tender naked cunt.
"Ohhhhh! Commmiiinnngg!" she cried as the powerful orgasm tore through her aching cunt. More and more fuck juice flowed out of her little pussy, forming a lewd pool between her legs on her bed.
Suddenly, a loud knock at her door interrupted her pleasure just as her orgasm began to fade.
"Micki? Come on downstairs, honey. I have a surprise for you!" her father's voice boomed and then she heard his footsteps retreating along the hallway.
She sighed and rose from the bed. She changed into a simple skirt and blouse and went downstairs to the den where she heard her father's voice on the telephone. She idly wondered what new surprise he had for her. The young girl was much loved and her mother and father often gave her lavish gifts.
"Hi, Daddy," she chirped, settling down into the chair opposite the man's desk just as he hung up the telephone.
"Hi, baby, what do you think of this horse?" the man asked with a grin as he held a photograph up for her inspection.
"Oh, wow!" Micki gasped, her eyes widening as she gazed at the photo. She could hardly believe what she was seeing. It was the horse of her dreams. It was the horse of her sexual fantasies. It was the image of this gorgeous creature which had made her come so many times, not that she could tell her father that.
He was unlike any horse she had ever seen before. He was jet black in color and his thick coat seemed to shine and glisten, even in the large photograph. His eyes were liquid and glowing, standing out in stark contrast to his black, lush coat. Large muscles stood out under the dark coat. Even the legs of the beast seemed exceptionally muscular and powerful.
"Good God! Who is he?" she asked, still unable to tear her gaze away from the picture.
"He's my latest addition. He's a stallion," Mr. Harwell said.
"Yeah, I figured," Micki responded, although to her regret, the animal's cock was not visible in the photo.
"He's all yours now, baby. I bought him for you." Mr. Harwell said, watching his daughter for her reaction.
"Mine? He's mine? All mine?" Micki asked breathlessly, feeling her little pussy beginning to tingle with renewed desire.
"That's right, baby. He's all yours," Mr. Harwell chuckled, obviously delighted at the girl's excitement.
"Oh, Daddy, thank you! I can hardly believe it!" Micki cried, jumping up from her seat and running around the desk to where her father sat. She threw her arms around him and gave him a big daughterly hug.
"You're happy about your gift, aren't you, baby?" Mr. Harwell asked, patting the girl's back affectionately as she hugged him.
"Happy? Oh, Daddy, I'm ecstatic!" she cried. Tears of joy filled her eyes.
"That's all that counts, baby, just so you're happy," Mr. Harwell grunted as he pushed his daughter gently away from him. The man was always a bit uncomfortable at displays of affection, even though he was crazy about both wife and daughter.
"What's his name, Daddy?" Micki asked eagerly, her eyes glowing as she studied the photograph of the magnificent-looking stallion again.
"I've left that up to you, baby," Mr. Harwell said.
"Midnight," Micki said decisively.
"Midnight? You're sure? I mean, you decided on his name pretty fast and you haven't even met this horse yet," Mr. Harwell said.
"Oh, yes, I'm very, very sure, Daddy. Midnight is his name," Micki said with an indulgent smile at her father. She didn't tell him that this horse was no stranger to her and that she had long ago named him in her sexual fantasies as she had pictured him bouncing beneath her body, making her come time and time again.
"Where is he? Is he here now?" she asked, dashing over to the large window in the den and peering toward the stables, as if she would be able to see the horse from there.
"No, honey," Mr. Harwell with an indulgent smile. "Tomorrow. He'll be delivered tomorrow. Think you can wait until then?"
"Gee, Daddy, I don't know! I'll try," Micki said.
Her father laughed, thinking she was kidding. But Micki was very serious. Just the thought of the marvelous stallion and of the huge cock which he was bound to have was enough to make her mouth water and her pussy drool.
CHAPTER TWO
During the ride out to the stables the following day, Micki kept looking anxiously at the car's speedometer, and now and then she asked her father to drive faster. He laughed and patted her knee.
"Don't worry, baby. Midnight is waiting for you. He's not going anywhere," Mr. Harwell said.
"Oh, Daddy, I can't wait!" Micki cried, her little panties already wet with her flowing juices. She had been unable to think of anything else since her daddy had told her about the gorgeous stallion of her dreams who was all hers now. She had skipped dinner the night before, and breakfast that morning. And she had been unable to sleep more than a few hours the night before.
As they neared the stables, Micki could see the trailer that had delivered the horse to the stables. The sight only made the youngster more excited.
When Micki and her father entered the stables through the two large double doors, the young girl breathed in the heady aroma of horsiness and her body began to tremble all over.
"Take it easy, honey," Mr. Harwell said, patting her on the shoulder. The man obviously thought his daughter was shaking only with emotion at the present he had given her. He didn't realize that her body trembled each and every time she entered the stable, and that those tremors were more from horniness than anything else.
"He's over here," Mr. Harwell muttered, leading the way to one of the stalls at the far end of the building. He nodded to the several stablehands who crowded around the stall, and they moved aside for the man and his little girl.