This choice: ...his cock is stiffening - he's going to throat fuck you! • Go Back... The taste of Dewy's piss finally began to wane, only to assault your tongue with a previously masked taste. Though it seemed you washed your prized workhorse only a few days ago (who had now since grown fed-up with your repeated overworking), Dewy had managed to make his entire body entirely filthy again especially for you; specifically - his cock. The noxiously musky smell of Dewy's leathery, flared head and shaft was only accentuated by the absolutely disgusting taste of the pure, concentrated form of his ripe and sweaty smegma coating its entire length. You grimaced in absolute repulsion from the vile state of the massive tool stuffed between your lips; the filthy bits of days-old and oily man-butter melting in your mouth as the angry stallion rubbed its noxious flavor deep into your tastebuds, brushing it in between your teeth and gums. You heard Dewy whinny above you, almost sounding like laughter at your predicament. Resisting the urge to vomit, you attempted once again to gain more oxygen and weakly began to pull at the stallion's enormous manhood in your mouth. However, you didn't realize that your incessant tugging has been in vain until Dewy began to shift above you. Horrified, you realize that while you'd been unsuccessful at freeing yourself from this predicament, you've managed to jerk your stallion off quite nicely for the past 10 seconds; something which, unfortunately for you, is quite evident now.
Your eyes widened as you realized the effect of your actions. The head of Dewy's cock began to throb against the inside of your lips as you felt his huge schlong begin to grow before you eyes. Your tastebuds were assaulted once again as his member throbbed and coated the inside of your mouth with the slimy spurt of his pre. You tried not to swallow as you thought that this was the worst to come, but the stallion now had other plans. Suddenly, Dewy thrust forward, slamming the flared head of his newly erect member at the back of your throat, gagging you. Shocked from this assault, you pulled back as far as you could go; his mushroomed head smacking against the inside of your lips like a cork. Slowly, he continued to thrust into your mouth, gagging you over and over again each time you desperately tried to pull back, causing you to bob your head backwards repeatedly as you tried to pull away from the forward onslaught of horse meat. After doing this for 5 minutes straight you had gotten into a rhythm of bobbing your head reflexively away to keep from choking on his length; and, in a state of oxygen depraved delirium, failed to notice when Dewy stopped his thrusting, standing still and neighing triumphantly (with what was most definitely a laugh) at you, his once proud master, bobbing your head for a solid 30 seconds back and forth on his cock. After a few more seconds, you realized that you were, essentially, sucking off your horse like a submissive bitch and, humiliated, you immediately stopped.
Dewy, now unhappy with you, began to shift again. Frustrated, Dewy turned completely around, huffing softly with pleasure as his enormous cock head swiveled in your mouth, forcing you to tilt you head back and mouth upward toward his flank. Then, he began again. This time, however, there was nowhere for you to go, and you realized the perfect angle of his cock. Suddenly, Dewy thrust downward, Hard, forcing his flared head into your throat. Desperately, you attempted to slide forward through his front legs but he thrusted again, this time with such force that your back hit the ground with a thump, his member still lodged in you mouth. You lay there, stunned for a moment, your mouth filling with his salty pre, until he began to shift again.
You peered up in pure shock as Dewy began to lower himself to the ground. You struggled against his weight, but he continued forcing more and more of his nearly two foot member down your throat, plungering his salty pre down with it. His fur brushed against your abdomen as he lowered his front half to the ground completely; his lower half only stopping once Dewy finally managed to hilt his enormous fuckpole in your throat and stomach- your lips pressed just around the edge of his sheath.
You peered up helplessly, desperately trying to gain a breath around the width of Dewy's thick meat. You tried to look around for someway of escape, but all you managed to stare at were the massive set of swollen orange-sized balls resting just above your face. It was then that you remembered that the last time you turned Dewy out to mate was at least a year ago and now, he was ready to claim his long-awaited prize.
Dewy's cock slipped in and out of your lips with a lewd *SHLURP* as he began thrusting again, hard, deep and fast, pounding away with such a fury you thought he might give you a concussion with each buck of his hips. Throughout the onslaught he never left the inside of your throat, and you desperately tried to gain a breath through the thick girth of horse meat that was stretching your mouth to the limit. Your mind became hazy and your throat began to burn as he pistoned into you, his balls slapping hard against your face, causing you to gag at the force and taste of him as lathered the filth from his acrid, dirty horse dick with your tongue and throat - filling it with an expanding, frothy foam of cock butter and pre; reducing your mouth into nothing more than his personal cock washer. He continued pumping into you for the longest of time until, suddenly, Dewy's breathing began to become labored and you felt his huge orbs contract against your nose as he whinnied in pleasure.
Trapped, you could only give out a muffled "mmmph!" as he slammed his pulsing cock balls-deep into you. Your stomach suddenly felt very warm, and began to swell as he unload rope after rope of hot cum directly into your stomach. He breathed heavily and after a few moments he slowly stood up again, his cock head withdrawing back out into your mouth. Relieved, you took a deep breath through your nose only to realize- he hadn't finished cumming! Load after load of thick, bitter cum flooded into your mouth and down your throat, forcing your cheeks to puff with the shear amount of it. The sudden burst of oxygen brought you completely back to reality and all of your senses with it. It was swallow or drown, and you swallowed it all. For what seemed like an eternity you drank and drank Dewy's hot load as he gyrated his erupting dick hole into the entire surface of your tongue, forcing you to taste him until the firehose of spunk slowed to a trickle.
Finally, your force-feeding came to an end, and Dewy's flared tip deflated and jerked out of you lips with an obscene 'pop'. You peered up at his drained, yet still enormous balls, as the last few globs of his load filled your mouth to the brim one last time and sprayed out over your lips, up your nose and all over your face.
You reflexively and shamefully swallowed the last thick, completely full, mouthful of his hot, bitter cum and continued to lay there for some time; exhausted from the stallion's oral abuse. Dewy sighed again, then walked over to your side. Waiting for you to move.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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