Harshwhinny and the Human: Redux

That evening I was pleasantly surprised when Goldcup turned up on my doorstep with a small suitcase in tow.

'I've decided to stay at your place until my heat passes – just in case the last two times weren't enough. And – because I'd miss you too much.' she said bashfully as I let her in

'Well, I'm glad you're here, and your timing is perfect. I was just about to start making dinner. Would you like me to make it a meal for two, or have you already eaten?'

Her ears perked up at the mention of me cooking a dinner.

'What are you making? I'd love to eat your cooking, but I don't eat meat. '

'I'm cooking up a vegetarian quiche, so don't worry, no meat on the menu tonight.' I assured her.

'That sounds wonderful, if you don't mind, I'm just going to rest on your couch here.'

'Not at all! I'll be in the kitchen if you need anything.' I said, rolling up my sleeves

I was just adding the filling to the quiche when Goldcup came into the kitchen, with a flushed look on her face, and she was breathing raggedly.

'Goldcup? Are ye all right?' I asked cautiously

She made no answer, but instead walked right up to me and planted her face right in my crotch.

'Err, Goldcup? What are you doing?' I asked, as if I didn't know

She shushed me, then inhaled deeply through her nose, and let out a satisfied moan.

'Goldcup, love? Listen, I know you're still in heat, but can you wait until I'm finished making dinner?'

'No.' came the drawn out reply as she gently nuzzled my junk

'There's no winning with you is there?' I sighed, even as I felt myself get hard

After a few more moments of deep breaths and nuzzling, Goldcup bit the waistband of my trousers and started tugging with growing impatience. I knew there was no way she'd stop until there were off so I decided to undo the button and zip myself before she either ripped them or hurt herself. She lost no time in pulling my briefs down, freeing my semi-erect member. Without hesitation, she slipped the crown into her mouth and began sucking. At first she teased the head, with short, slow movements, combined with occasional swirls of her broad tongue. She took more and more of my cock in her mouth until I totally engulfed in that warm, wet muzzle.

I don't know how I did it, but I managed to finish the quiche even while she was doing her best to distract me.

'Goldcup, honey, I know you're sort of busy right at the minute, but I really need to put this in the oven now.' I said

When that didn't work, I gently tapped her on the head to get her attention before repeating myself.

With great reluctance, she pulled off me. Knowing that I wasn't getting out of the kitchen without soothing her heat, I stepped out of my trousers and underwear, balled them up and tossed them into the laundry, which was directly adjacent to the kitchen. Goldcup let out an impatient whine while I put the quiche in the oven. When I turned around, she had put herself head down, rear up right in front of me. My lust had been brought to boiling point by Goldcups' enthusiastic blow-job, and the sight of her perfect haunches, and her soaking wet mare pussy winking at me was more than enough to cause my desire to boil over.

I grabbed her hips, got into position and pulled her onto my eager prick, letting out a low growl as I felt her pussy pull me deeper into her. As I started thrusting, I marvelled at how tight and wet she was for a mare her age. I was in heaven, and the only thing I cared about was ploughing her silky smooth snatch. For her part, Goldcup seemed to be in bliss. Her mouth hung open and she was moaning with ever increasing lust. As a Human, I may have had far more staying power than a stallion, but after only a few minutes, I could feel my impending release, and my thrusts became more frantic and then, with an animistic grunt, I buried myself to the root, and blasted my seed right at her cervix.

Thankfully for our dinner and myself, that seemed to sate her libido until we went to bed. As soon as I slipped under the sheets, she snuggled up to me and insisted I hug her from behind. It wasn't long before she began try to get me to make a move on her by rubbing herself on me. Needless to say, she was successful, and we engaged in a slow, sensual spooning before sinking into a blissful slumber.

In the morning, we were lying in bed, in the same position we fell asleep in. It was an idyllic scene with gentle sunlight streaming through a gap in the curtains, and birds chirping in the tress outside. We didn't want to get up and were content to simply bask in each others presence.

'James, can I ask you something?' Goldcup asked abruptly

'Huh, of course ye' can.' I replied, stroking her mane absent mindedly

'Can I move in with you? On a permanent basis? I don't like the idea of us living apart.'

'I'd like that. Move in whenever you like, I'll get another key cut today.'

'Wonderful! Oh James, thank you – for everything.' she gushed, overwrought with emotion

I shushed her and planted a kiss on the side of her neck, eliciting a girlish giggle from her.

And so, within a fortnight, she had sold her tiny one bedroom apartment and moved in with me.