Mrs. Shy stooped over the coffee table, sweeping the feather duster back and forth, trying to collect as much grime as possible. She had been doing this all day around the house, trying to get it ready for the guest that would be arriving in a few minutes. The plumber, more specifically.
The shower that she and her husband shared was clogged, and while he was at work, they had scheduled someone to come and fix it. That was just who she was preparing for. Now to move on to-
Ding dong
“Eep!” She jumped a bit, and quickly put down the duster. She briskly walked to the door. When she opened it… she stood face to face with one of the best looking zebra stallions she had ever seen.
He grinned. “Hey there,” He put his hand out. “How are you?”
“Uh…” Mrs. Shy had to pull herself from her stupor. “Oh! I’m doing fine, thank you.” She took his hand and shook. His grip and shake were very firm. “C-come on in!”
The stallion entered, shutting the door behind him. “I’m here for the shower, right?” He asked, in a deep, silky voice.
Mrs. Shy gulped. “Oh yes, right this way.” She led him towards the bedroom she and Mr. Shy shared.
What was going on with her today, she wondered. Why was she all of a sudden smitten with this zebra she just met? Even if he had a solid frame, handsome face, dark features, tall height… that didn’t give her an excuse to be checking him ou-
“Here it is.” She had gotten there sooner than she expected, cutting off her thought. The zebra entered, inspecting the bathroom. His large back showed through his tight, white t-shirt. She shuddered.
Okay, maybe it was okay to check him out just a little bit.
“Hm, alright, and you said that the drain fills with water?” He asked, again in that wonderful, masculine voice.
“Uh, mhmm…”
The zebra switched it on. “It sure does.” He commented, seeing it doing just that. “Give me a half hour or so to see what the issue is.”
“O-oh, okay.” Mrs. Shy nodded. She smiled meekly at him. The stallion turned towards her, and grinned back. With that, she walked away to leave him to his work.
About that time later, Mrs. Shy re-entered the bathroom, just as the zebra was finishing the troubleshoot. He looked up at her and smiled again. God that smile, she thought.
“Well, I’ve got some bad news.”
“Oh?” She tilted her head.”What?”
“Well, seems there’s a whole lot of hair and gunk and whatever else way deep in there, and mean DEEP in there.
“Oh…” Mrs. Shy held up a balled hand to her mouth. “Is it that bad.”
The stallion nodded. “At least a couple thousand to replace the pipes,”
Mrs. Shy coughed. Had she heard that right? “A couple thousand bits?”
He nodded solemnly. “‘fraid so.”
She had to take a moment. She leaned on the counter and sighed, her eyes darting around the room. “W-we don’t have that kind of money!” She put her face in her open palm. “My husband works at the cloud factory, for Celestia’s sake!”
The zebra glanced up and down Mrs. Shy’s body for a moment. The mare really did have a great figure. Large breasts, equally large ass, perfect waist ratio, hugged by a sexy little sundress. Her curled mane just made her look all the more… fuckable.
“Well, I suppose I could do it for free.” He offered, smirking at her. Mrs. Shy looked up, bewildered.
“What?”
The stallion nodded. “Yeah, I can definitely do it for free. Well, I suppose free of bits would be more accurate.”
“What do you mean?” She asked curiously.
“I mean…” Suddenly, the stallion walked right up to her, and planted himself so that he sandwiched her between the counter, and his massive pecs. “You get on your knees right now, and suck me off.”
Understandably, Mrs. Shy was taken aback. “I-I-I’m sorry?”
“You get down, on your knees, and suck my dick.” The zebra’s smirk grew just a tiny bit. “And I’ll do the job for free.”
She stuttered. “I-I can’t! I’m married!”
“I know.”
Mrs. Shy froze up, and started thinking. She and her husband didn’t have the funds for a job like this. But at the same time, this was the only shower that was convenient enough to use. And so here comes this stallion, offering to do the job for free, for nothing more than a blowjob.
It couldn’t hurt.
Besides, this wouldn’t be the first time she had fucked a stallion other than her husband. There had been a few drunk nights in her early marriage with marefriends when she had fucked and blew several other colts whom she met at a local bar. Those days of course were long behind her, but that would at least ease some of the guilt.
“O-okay, as long as you’ll do it for free.” She nodded.
“Good, now take your dress off.” The zebra backed up and put his arms over his chest, waiting expectantly.
Immediately, she realized she didn’t have much of a choice. She slowly took it off, starting at her skirt, and peeling it up her body. It revealed her shimmering pussy, already wet from being bossed around by this stud. Her husband had NEVER done anything like that with her before. Next came her tits, popping out from below. The things must have been DDD size.
And so Mrs. Shy stood they there meekly, dress on the floor, not bothering to cover herself. She took one look at this stud, and she immediately knew that this was real stallion. A stallion who was going to make her his.
“Down.” He commanded. She obeyed. He walked up to her, and peeled off his shirt, throwing it down. He unbuckled his belt, pulled down his zipper, and pulled out the largest cock and pair of balls Mrs. Shy had ever seen in her entire life.
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Mrs. Shy gasped, and stared at the thing. This jet black cock, this monstrous atrocity, was three times the size of her husband, in girth and length. It almost seemed impossibly huge, she had never seen anything like it. The way it throbbed and jolted made her pussy get hotter and wetter. It hovered in her face, dominating the air around her, filling her nose with a musky scent that made her shudder. His balls were the size of baseballs, and looked like they were storing an incredible torrent of jizz and spunk, all ready to be shot onto her body. One thing was for certain, just by looking at this thing…
This stud… was better than her husband.
So much better.
Her hand gripped around his hanging rod, and she couldn’t even get her fingers all the way around. She started to softly stroke, the zebra’s cock hardening, and straightening out.
“You like?” The zebra asked, his deep voice penetrating her ears.
“Uh huh…” She nodded absent mindedly, completely hypnotized.
“Bigger than your husband.” He stated.
She nodded again, her eyelids drooping as she brought her lips to his tip. The stallion moved his hips forward to meet them, and he placed his hands behind his back. Her lips met his head, and she slowly moved her head down his shaft. She had to try REALLY hard to get her lips around him, and she almost didn’t do it, until the stallion grabbed her head and forced her forward, helping her along. She gagged, and the outer edges of her lips ached, but she pressed on.
Well, she tried to at least.
Mrs. Shy soon found that she couldn’t even move her head forward, his meat was too big. She swallowed, trying to move her head back first and forward again to get some kind of action going. It seemed to work, at least a little bit. But one look at his rod revealed she was barely getting a quarter of his length into her.
This went one for several minutes, Mrs. Shy getting barely enough air to breath. The zebra moved his hips in time with her movements, earning a soft groan from deep within the back of his throat.
She opened her eyes and looked up at him, his smile having left his muzzle. She picked up the pace, wanting to be sure and please him, but she just wasn’t able to get any further.
The zebra huffed. “Alright,” He took a hold of her head and pushed her off his dick. “I’ll fuck you instead.”
Mrs. Shy didn’t even question him. She immediately turned and planted her elbows on the counter, readying herself. She knew he was going to stuff her like a turkey, and absolutely pummel her pussy like her husband never had.
No sooner had she thought that, until she felt a hand grab her ass, and the tip of a certain giant horsecock met her vaginal lips. Her breath hitched. She was afraid that he might hurt her with the size of that thing.
The stallion placed his hand on her shoulder, gripped tightly, and slowly but surely edged his way into her snatch, making Mrs. Shy cry out. “Oh Celestia!”
Mr. Shy never could’ve filled her out this much, and as the zebra pressed on inside of her, she found herself stretched in more ways than she had ever experienced. It was incredible, absolutely mesmerizing, as she slowly put her head down on the counter, resigning herself to fate, feeling the stallion bottom out in her. “Ohhhhhh fuuuuck…” She moaned.
“Get ready.”
She heard the words, but the next thing she felt was a feeling she hadn’t felt. Ever. The stallion had started rutting her over the counter. One hand on her shoulder, and the other on her ass. He gripped tightly, pinning her there with his superior strength.
“Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Celestia, oh fuck, fuck fuck fuck!” Mrs. Shy’s cries echoed through the house, the house that her husband had worked for, and the one that his wife was getting fucked in. Absolutely destroyed in. Fucked in a way that he could never hope achieve. It was thrilling, to be taken and dominated by another stallion.
A stronger stallion.
A sexier stallion.
A better stallion.
Better. So. Much. Better.
She couldn’t hold back.
“OH CELESTIA I’M CUMMING!!!” Mrs. Shy yelled. Her walls tightened around the zebras monster, a flood of mare cum splashing out of her pussy and onto the floor and his balls. She came for a good ten seconds straight, all the while the zebra pounded away at her.
She was truly his now.
“Errrr FUUUUUCK!!!” The zebra roared, pulling out just in time for the first jet of cum to shoot out over Mrs. Shy’s back. And then another, and another, and another. The zebra stroked himself, huffing and puffing as he coated her back in his hot, sticky seed. Soon, she was totally covered in his essence.
Time seemed to hold still for a moment.
Mrs. Shy could barely keep conscious.
The zebra stepped back, and let his dick hang, a length of cum still on his tip. He took his dick, and like a paintbrush, slathered it over Mrs. Shy’s ass.
With a final breath, he added. “I’m gonna need a few more sessions before the job is completely paid off.” He stated, knowing she would comply after a fucking like that. “Say hi to your husband for me.”
And with that, he left.
Mrs. Shy had heard him loud and clear. Barely, but clearly. And she was in full agreement. As she started to drift off, she silently noted to herself that she should make sure that Mr. Shy bore witness to the other transactions.
