Red's First Date

As he felt his own dick split his pussy lips apart, Red's mind went blank. He'd never felt anything like this before. He couldn't bring forth the will to object, his voice nothing more than muffled squeaks as he bit down on the pillow in an attempt to drown it all out. His gut felt like it was on fire, stretching out uncontrollably as his cock slid further and further in. Was this how all mares' first times were? A small amount of pleasure, covered by an intense blanket of pain?

He thought about asking her to slow down a bit, but decided against it. He didn't think he could push out the words, even if he did manage to open his mouth entirely. It would all come out as a breathy, incoherent shout. Even if the message did manage to reach her ears, would she be able to comply? If her mind was as muddled as his, wracked with the intense pleasure he'd heard about but never experienced, would she have considered slowing down? If if she had, could she do so voluntarily, or were her hips moving of their own accord, regardless of her own thoughts? Would he have been capable of slowing down if the situation were reversed? He wasn't sure. He wasn't able to ask himself, either, as he couldn't focus on anything other than the burning in his gut.

Then, something truly amazing happened. When she stopped pushing in and started pulling out, his feeling changed suddenly, from an intense pain to a deep, resounding pleasure as his cock slipped out of his vagina. Neither he nor the pillow could stifle the passionate moan forcing its way out of his throat as the sudden void created a vacuum inside his body.

Once again, his position shifted as she pushed back into him, though not as painful this time. He didn't think she was going slower, but actually faster this time. The exit was exactly the same, and with the third push, there wasn't really a lot of pain anymore. Sure, his vaginal walls were tender, but they had stretched out enough to accommodate the size of his penis.

And what a penis it was. It wasn't as if he'd ever compared the size of his dick against another stallion, partially because he considered himself to be average size. If he was average, it would have been reasonable to assume that he had a one in two chance that he was smaller than the other guy. Of course, there was a fifty percent chance that he was bigger, but those weren't good odds, and he didn't want to risk being made fun of for having the smaller of two cocks. That was never fun. But now, he didn't give a fuck how he compared to the other guys. If he was big, that was fine. If he was small, that was fine, too. It didn't matter, because his dick was big enough to fill his pussy, a presumably average one, and rock the night of any mare he took to bed. If he could figure out how Lupine was using it, it could be the smallest dick in the world, and he'd be begged to come back to bed.

Of course, it didn't cross his mind that he'd first need to entice the mares to let him into their beds in the first place, which was the entire point of having a size comparison in the first place. If he couldn't snake his way into their beds, there would be no way for him to come back to them, as he wouldn't have been there in the first place. Thoughts such as this hadn't crossed his mind, and even if they had, they were drowned out by the exceptionally loud moans of pleasure.

Lupine was of a similar mindset. She had never known what it was like, exactly, from the stallion's viewpoint. Now she could feel the strong desire to keep going of which they had spoken. A part of her wanted to make Red's first time more pleasurable for him, taking it slow and showing him how to truly please a mare, so that he could know the effects of his actions and be a better lover, but she couldn't help herself. The only thing coming out of her mouth was drool at the feeling of the tight, velvety vise gripped firmly around her cock. She couldn't stop herself; she just had to have more.

It wasn't long until Red was flipped over onto his back, his moans spiking in volume for a moment, then immediately being cut off as Lupine dug her tongue into his mouth, silencing him once again. Having lost all of the electrical motors in his nerves, he could only lie there and be fucked as hard and as fast as she wanted to go, and at this moment, he didn't care. His brain had melted into a puddle of mush that only knew how to take dick.

Several hot and sweaty minutes later, Lupine began to speed up her thrusts. She was close to her climax, and she wanted to know just how powerful it felt as a stallion. Her testicles had been slapping against Red's arsehole, but now, they were scrunching up, ready to pump out her seed. Similarly, Red was beginning to feel his walls contract, and he could feel his dick pulsing inside of him. With a deep, powerful final thrust, she fired off a a torrent of cum deep into his womb. He felt so close to heaven in this roaring, heavy load, and then, in sheer abandonment, he shattered and exploded. He'd never been filled before, but the pleasure of it almost caused him to pass out.

She collapsed on top of him. Neither had said a word since they'd started, but they knew that the other had been satisfied with the results. Red wrapped his leg around her butt, making sure she stayed inside. This was his final act before falling asleep. She, on the other hand, had enough consciousness left to wrap her quilt around them both, roll them both onto their sides to be more comfortable, and blow out the candle before she fell asleep. Tonight had been very good to her.