Short: AJ's Guide to Breeding
Author's Note
NOTICE: This story is strictly fiction and not at all accurate. Some research was done, but this story was created for entertainment purposes only.
Read at your own pleasure.
Short: AJ's Guide to Breeding
***A Patriot Pony Short***
“Y'all, listen up, ‘cause I'm only gonna go over this once…”
Applejack straightened her hat and brushed her straw-colored hair out of her eyes.
“Do not, under any circumstances, mistreat a horse. Man may be king here, but these here are dangerous beasts that could leave ya’ out cold on the ground with yer’ own teeth down yer’ throat. They’re to be treated gently and with respect.”
She approached the first horse, a tall, dark figure with a black coat and a grey mane and tail.
“This here is Tremors, and she's gonna be our target mare.”
The horse let out a series of whinnies and snorts as Applejack addressed her.
“She's a mighty bit chatty today… Tremors has been in heat for some time now. She's had a long while to work up an appetite for mating. Now that she’s prime for the stud, the process can begin.”
To reenforce Applejack’s point, the mare let out a loud whinny and swished her tail back and forth with an obvious eagerness.
Applejack laughed and stroked Tremors’ snout gently.
“This isn't her first time, and it certainly won't be her last.”
She turned her attention away from the mare and walked towards a stallion standing against the opposite wall.
“Over here is our stud, Chief.”
The stallion across the stable was much, much bigger than Tremors.
He sported a deep brown coat with a black mane and tail.
“As y'all can see, Chief is ‘bout ready to mate with Tremors.”
Applejack pointed to the stallion's member.
It was still flaccid, but it had already grown substantially in length, reaching about thirteen inches.
“Chief has only a little ways to go before he's ready, but we’ll get back to that.”
Applejack left the horses behind and approached the door, picking up several rubber mats and towels.
“Before we can get to the messy part, we have to make sure this environment is safe for these two beasts and for the breeder, me.”
She grinned as she lifted one of the large, rubber mats into her arms.
“Though Tremors is in heat, she may get spooked, and her rear legs could easily hit Chief or me. I need a large space with plenty of room for me to run, should I need to.”
Applejack proceeded to drop the first mat in the center of the stable, right on the dirt floor.
Within the span of just a few moments, several more mats had been set down, creating firm, but safer ground to stand on.
Should she be knocked down, Applejack would land on an over exaggerated yoga palette rather than coarse dirt and small rocks.
She was sweating by the time she had finished moving the mats.
“Alright…”
Applejack wiped her arm across her brow.
“Now, as y'all can see…”
She pointed towards the walls next to each pen.
“… the area is almost safe enough for Chief and Tremors to… y’know, get goin’.”
She walked over to the nearest pen and pulled a lead off of the hook by the gate.
“When two horses really get movin’, they can wander off while matin’, and that can be dangerous for them and me.”
Applejack approached Tremors with the lead in her hands.
She tied it to a harness that had already been placed around her snout and drew the lead to a post by the wall.
After tying the lead tight, she patted the post, demonstrating that it was firmly attached to the ground and would not be moving any time soon.
“This will keep Tremors from bein’ pushed around when Chief goes to rammin’ her from behind. We need them to stay in place, in the center of this area where they'll have plenty of room.”
Applejack tugged on the lead, making sure it was as tight as it could be.
Then, she walked back towards the bench.
A small bottle filled with a transparent liquid waited for her.
She proceeded to squirt some of the substance into her hands, and she rubbed it thoroughly into her skin.
“This is just some sanitizer. I need to make sure my hands are clean before we begin. Y'all will see why in just a moment.”
After rubbing the cleaner into her knuckles and fingers, she wiped away any excess sanitizer with a nearby towel before returning to the horses in the center of the stable.
“Alright, we've got ourselves a safe and clean environment, our target mare is in heat, and our stud is almost ready to give her what she needs.”
Applejack approached the rear of Tremors and lifted her tail, showing off the puffy lips of her vagina.
The outer walls pulsed and twitched with anticipation, and a clear fluid leaked from the slit, dripping down the mare’s folds and down her legs.
“As y'all can see, Tremors is ready to get busy with Chief. At this stage in a mare’s heat, she will do almost anything to satisfy herself, even if that means putting herself in harm’s way.”
With her free hand, Applejack removed her hat and tossed it to the other side of the stable.
It landed on the bench by the door.
“That's why it's important for mares to mate regularly with stallions that can suit their needs. If her heat gets out of control…”
She let out a long breath. “I like not to think about what would happen.”
With her right hand still holding Tremors’ tail up, she reached forward with her free hand, gently brushing the tips of her fingers against the outer folds of the mare’s slit.
“Chief is already horny, but he could use a little more encouragement…”
Applejack dipped her fingers inside, and her entire hand was quickly swallowed by the horse’s vagina.
She repeated this action again and again, pulling her hand out only to drill it back inside.
Tremors whinnied softly and bowed her head.
“I know what y'all are thinkin’, and this isn't to cure her heat. She likes how it feels, but it just isn't enough…”
After several moments of fingering the mare, Applejack retracted her hand and gave it a cautious sniff.
Her nose scrunched up at the powerful smell of the mare’s cum.
“When a mare like Tremors is in heat, her juices will have a distinct aroma to them.”
She then waved her hand in front of Chief’s snout.
“After smelling a mare in heat, the stud will become much more excited and eager to mate.”
She continued to wave her hand in front of Chief, and he took the bait.
His already massive member began to quickly grow before her eyes.
As it grew longer and thicker, it began to harden as well, becoming more and more stiff.
Chief wanted it now more than ever.
He lunged towards Tremors, only to be restrained by Applejack.
“Easy, stud… We gotta be careful.”
She guided him forward slowly, inching across the dirt floor until his snout was just a hot breath away from the mare’s rear.
Applejack looked at the floor beneath them.
If Chief fell the wrong way, he could easily knock her down, putting her at greater risk of taking unessesary harm.
She needed to make sure she was firmly in place on the mats.
She had done this before, but accidents could happen at any time.
They were nearly there.
Only one last step remained before Chief could mount Tremors.
After making sure she was safe, Applejack turned her attention back to the stud before her, and she licked her lips.
She got to her knees and crawled underneath the stallion.
With her bare hands, she gripped the long shaft and squeezed it beneath her fingers.
“Chief is a big stud, but needs just a little extra stimulation before he can release his load inside of Tremors.”
Applejack began to rub up and down the length of his shaft, all twenty-two inches of it.
“Doin’ this before he blows his lead will ensure that Tremors gets as much as she can get. Havin’ a foal next Spring is nearly guaranteed.”
She rubbed the shaft furiously, feeling every pulsing vein throughout the entire length of Chief’s member.
The stallion shifted on his hooves.
He was already close.
Applejack could feel that he was nearing his climax, and her hands recoiled quickly.
Wiping her hands on her leather chaps, she stood shakily and grabbed a hold of Chief’s reins.
“Now… Here comes the messy part…”
She looked up at the mare in front of them.
“Are ya’ ready, girl?”
Tremors snorted in response and raised her tail.
Applejack couldn't speak ‘horse’ like her girlfriend, Sunset, but she didn't need a translation to know exactly what Tremors had said.
Without any further delay, she guided Chief forward and onto Tremors.
Chief stood on his rear legs and threw his grin hooves over the mare’s shoulders.
It took a couple of tries, but after a moment of probing, he managed to get his member inside her.
Applejack held onto Chief, holding him steady as he pumped his entire shaft deep inside the horny mare.
Tremors whinnied loudly as she took the full force of the powerful stud again and again.
Increasing his pace, Chief began to slip to the right.
Applejack pulled hard on his reins, keeping him from falling off the other side.
Chief had gone into Tremors already stimulated and near his climax, and after pumping his member into her for only a minute, he quickly grew close again.
Beads of sweat formed along Applejack’s brow as she struggled to hold them together.
At last, Chief let out a loud whinny as he came inside of Tremors.
He slumped against the mare as he gave several more thrusts inside of her, firing the last drops of his load deep into her womb.
Just seconds after climaxing, Chief’s member again to shrink, and it fell sloppily out of Tremor’s slit as it returned to its original, flaccid state.
Tremor’s tail swished back and forth happily as she stepped forward.
She turned around to face Chief and knocked her head against his affectionately.
Applejack stepped back to give them a little room, breathing heavily and gasping for air.
“Whew… That was… quite a ride…”
She returned to the bench to collect her hat, picking up a bottle of water as she did.
After squirting some of the hydrating liquid into her mouth, she let out a content sigh and fell onto the bench.
Breeding Chief and Tremors had left her completely drained of energy.
“I'll untie them in a few minutes… It looks like they want to be alone for a while.”
She then began to remove her protective gear, starting with the thick, leather chaps that covered her legs.
“Y'all need to understand that this isn't somethin’ just anyone can do. It takes a real professional to successfully breed a pair of horses, so y'all don't go tryin’ this at home, ya’ hear?”
She looked back towards Chief and Tremors, and a smile formed along her lips.
“Chief gave it to her good… I think we'll be havin’ a new foal this spring for sure… Y'all got everything ya’ need for this… story of yours?”
***The End***
