****** Pet Lovers Forum Stories ****** =============================================================================== ktos's Stories Story Apart from the monkeys, which seem to do little else, I once had a visual adventure... Some friends and I visited the National Zoo in Washington DC, on a Saturday morning in March (April?) 1983. When we reached the camel display, two animals were visible. A female was kneeling on all fours, and a male stood next to her. They were across a fence and moat, on a small hill, some 20 meters away from my party. Without any visible prompting or apparent hurry, the female reached over and started licking his cock and balls. He stepped closer so that was convenient, rested his head on her back, and slowly closed his eyes. As she licked, his cock protruded from its sheath, and got turgid and surprisingly big. Once it was out, and stiff, she took the first 20 cm. into her mouth. Her tongue rhythmically came out and slurped back along one side of his cock (and perhaps the other; they were in profile so I don't know). Her mouth opened and closed gently, in time with her tongue. He stood still with his eyes closed, then started rubbing her back with his chin, never moving more than a few inches. After about 15 minutes, he started to shudder, pushing in a little deeper each time he did so. This went on and on, until his cock was in almost to the hilt. There must have been 25-30 cm. in her throat. After a few more minutes, foam started coming out of her mouth. She never varied her stroke, and caught much of it with her tongue, but either her swallowing channel was at least partially blocked, or she didn't try. Her mouth got frothier and frothier, and started to drip big, bubbly, off-white streamers. As he came and came, seemingly forever, the male opened his eyes and slowly nibbled his partner's back. Then he lifted his head and calmly looked around at the humans surrounding the enclosure. A large crowd had gathered, and since I was there from the start, I had a ringside seat. The children were observant and uninhibited. There were many shouts of "What are they doing, Mommy?" from kids ranging from two to perhaps ten, often followed by audible gasps from adults. Presumably, the older kids knew perfectly well what was going on, and kept quiet, hoping not to get hauled away. I watched the camels, and sometimes the people. Many men had bulging crotches, and both men and women had dilated pupils and flushed faces. Several couples held each other closely. There were pheromones in the air that day, and not all of them from the camels. [Comment: People who claim that sexual arousal in response to animals is "abnormal," even statistically, were way off base in this case.] The mothers with children were visibly, and hugely, embarrassed, and the occasional father too, though perhaps less so. The excuses they gave for hustling themselves and the kids out of there were amazing, as were the kids' pleas to stick around, and the difficulties of pushing one's way through a packed crowd of totally fascinated humanity. (By the way, don't let anyone tell you that Blacks don't blush, though you have to pay some attention. But on a cool day, cheeks flushed with hot coursing blood literally glow, and that is easily visible from 3-4 meters away. If they're standing right next to you, their radiant heat is unmistakable. A lot of people were working on breath control, air hissing past tightened lips, trying not to gasp or pant.) I was impressed, and not just at the delicious rudeness of it all. In my humble opinion, the female was not nagged, bullied or threatened into doing that; she just did it. Once she started, the male didn't force anything, and both animals established their rhythm, took their time, and did it right, with total concentration. They cast the distinct impression that they had all the time in the world. I've tried to guess at "reasons." Examples: She wasn't sexually receptive, but wanted to assure the male's loyalty and continuing interest. She wanted to make sure he'd have nice fresh sperm available (since the present crop was getting used up), when the time came for reproductive activity. His aromas, or ejaculation, or perhaps the mechanics of the act, might stabilize her cycles (as happens in humans, with males' auxiliary [apocrine] glands having that effect on female menses) or have other desirable effects on her physiology. She liked it. She liked him. (Then, in order of decreasing perceived likelihood: ) They were getting paid. She did it on a dare. They were goofing on the audience. It was really 4 people in camel costumes. I imagined it. Since I'm well known for my lack of imagination, the last alternative is indeed the least likely. I found the whole act somehow very nice, gentle, sympatico, and erotic. There were no visible issues of dominance or power. Both animals behaved with tact, serenity, and, if I may say so, dignity, especially considering there was an almost complete ring of noisy humans around them, some less than 15 meters away. Clearly, others felt similarly, or I can't read people at all. -- I have seen mares nuzzling and sometimes licking at a geldings sheath to try and arouse him. I have been told that they do it to stallions as well but all of the stallions I have known so far have not needed any encouragement. On one occasion a little gelding was put into a pasture with several mares, all of whom came into heat within a few days of his arrival. He mounted one mare repeatedly, the first time he had ever mounted a mare in his life I believe. After she went out of heat the lead mare of the group, a rather savage mare, came into heat and tried to seduce the little gelding. He was too frightened of her to perform though, since she had already kicked the stuffing out of him several times. One afternoon though I was watching when she came up to him and quietly began nibbling at his withers. He stood quietly for this, nibbling back sometimes, as her muzzle moved along his back, and then down his side. She finally reached between his hind legs and began to blow on his sheath. At this point the gelding started to get frightened, since this was a mare who had torn pieces out of the others in the herd. But with her running her nose around the entrance to his sheath he began to drop. He was wide eyed with fear but his penis dropped until she could reach with her lips to start gently nibbling at the side of him. Now his mood changed and he started getting horny. His back arched slightly and he lifted his tail a bit. His cock got fully erect and rose up to a 45 degree angle. Having been gelded young he was quite under endowed for a horse, less than seven inches, but he was fully hardened and blowing hard down his nose. The mare kept nibbling until he was giving these funny little half whicker, half moan noises. At this point she put her mouth further over his cock. The feel of her teeth (I assume) startled him a bit though, he stopped looking so horny and started looking frightened again. The mare kept running her lips over him but he began to soften and drop down. Once he was about half way retracted he leapt away from the mare and walked off. I did notice that his hind quarters looked wobbly as he walked away. I went over to him and offered to stroke him but he obviously just wanted to be left alone. That's the closest I've seen to an equine blow job. I have seen a few other mare's nuzzle at geldings, but I've never seen one react to it as strongly as this little gelding did. This is the same gelding that I saw trying to manage what looked like an attempt at an equine 69 once years ago. Every time he started to lick the mare though she would stop sniffing around his sheath and raise her head though so he didn't get what I assume he wanted. At that time I was still very worried about my reaction to horses so I left instead of staying to watch them. I've regretted that for years. =============================================================================== Second one Yeah.... Work really sucks... But time with my horse is, as usual, pretty special. It was rainy today, a constant drizzle that alternated between annoying and irritating. I went to fetch my horse with a brush in one hand and a curry in the other. Of course, he didn't want to be "fetched" and instead made a bee-line to our trysting spot. Sigh.. I love that horse... The next 2 hours I spent scraping mud and shedding fur off of my horse and trying to get his body nice and shiny and clean. It worked, for the most part. I kept catching a glimpse of his prepuce as he started to get erect, but then he'd suck it right back up. This went on for a while. SO I finally decided to just stop trying. I finished brushing him and picking the shit out of his feet and he walked out of the shed. I left as well and put my tools away. I then spent some time talking to my friends there and watching Muh Horse. Eventually he went back to his shed. I decided to join him and to see what was up. :) Nothing, but he had his ass parked right in front of my face. Sooooo I reached my arm in between his legs and dragged my nails over his balls. He shifted his weight and backed up all the way against the rail that I was resting my elbow on. I turn my palm up and cupped his enormous testicles in the palm of my hand. It was more like trying to hold onto something that is really too large to fit into one hand. Of course I love it. :) And apparently so did he, he very soon had let his entire length drop out of his sheath and his prepuce snapped back to expose his beautiful penis. It NEVER ceases to inspire me with a certain sense of awe and admiration. Not just because of its size, but because of its beauty. It's got these massive veins and arteries running all through it just below the surface of the skin. And when he starts to get hard, they bulge up to the surface... MMMMmmmmmm he gets me going. 8) And of course, I just love an animal that has a penis large enough to hug. I idly wrapped my hand around the base of his shaft as much as I could and began to stroke his penis by moving the skin of his penis back and forth. On the up stroke I'd bring my forearm to rest against his balls, pausing to feel their weight and texture against my arm.... He still has his "winter hairs" on his balls... makes em just a wee bit coarse... but still delightful to the touch. I decided that I wanted to taste his flesh and so I clambered into his walk in shed. He didn't even flinch. Sometimes he gets frightened by the sudden activity when I do this. I knelt facing his hindquarters just in front of his crotch. Still in a state of excitement, I reached over and diverted his penis to my mouth. His dick is really really large, I mean... I can just BARELY stuff his head into my mouth without dragging my teeth over his flash, once it's in I enjoy turning my head to the side so that I can get to the top of his glans and massage it with my teeth. (He LIKES that feeling!) It almost always gets him to swell right up. Today was no exception, his glans started to get big to the point of making it impossible for me to get my mouth off of his head without hurting him. I always like it when that happens, I can take my time and work my tongue over his head while running my hands over his shaft and massaging his balls. (That's a two handed job all by itself... Sure could use some help there:) Then I heard a car pulling up the drive to the neighbors house... sigh.. those fucking two legged pieces of shit, they always do that... pull up at the wrong damn time... with regret I waited until I could free my mouth from my stud and let his head free from my attentions. The car idled past within 50 feet and in view. no problem. They were driving away from the shed and could not have seen me.... Grrrrrr.... I watched helplessly as my stallion penis began to loose its bob and bounce and slowly withdrew into the cavernous warmth of his sheath... But hey, no reason I can't have fun! SO I proceeded to instigate a game of "Bite off my owner's fingers." It's an interesting game. The objective, for my horse (From what I can tell) is to try and bite off my fingers. This involves the use of his tongue lips and nose to try and get my hand in such a position where it is between his teeth, at which point he *CHOMPS* his mouth shut. Certainly not a game for the faint hearted. The objective for me, obviously, is to retain my ability to count to ten without the aid of a calculator. (In all fairness, he doesn't bite hard, just hard enough to make it hurt:) We did this for a while, with me putting my fingers between his cheeks and gums and across his teeth. It keeps him interested and it keeps me entertained. What happened next though... RARE feelings here man.. very rare... I finally just grabbed both sides of his head and put mouth against the corner of his mouth and grabbed a mouthful of flesh between my teeth. It didn't bother him, but he was suddenly quite still. An ear forward and one ear back.... I moved my mouth to the top of his nose, a few inches below his forehead. I scratched his nose with my teeth by opening and closing my mouth and alternated this with licking his nose. I worked my way down and both of his ears were now forward. I got to his soft muzzle and continued to chew and lick, he raised his head a little to make access for me a bit easier. Finally, I stopped and placed my lips against his... to my utter delight, he opened his mouth and stuffed his tongue into my mouth! I sucked on his tongue for a while he began moving his upper lip against my forehead.... yeah man... the only French kissing horse in America. (Of course, I ain't so stupid as to try and put my tongue in HIS mouth. I *LIKE* my tongue... it's my buddy and I wanna keep it. :) When we parted lips, he moved forward a bit and began rubbing his eyes against my shirt. A motion that knocks me over if he catches me by surprise or off balance. And so it went, our game and our love for a few more hours as the evening wore on. Wish I could spend more time with him... I guess that's how I know I love him. Me-accept no substitutes. This story is part of White_Shadow's_Nasty_Stories. 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