Home sweet home. Today was your day off. No crazy horse shenanigans today. You, the human, lay slumped in the middle of your couch in your rather gloomy basement. Your iconic butt mark lay imprinted onto the couch below. You made sure to sit in the same spot every time. You wore a greasy white t-shirt, beige shorts, and dark brown sandals. You held a large, white bowl filled with steaming hot popcorn in your hands. Occasionally, you would take a chunk of popcorn into your mouth and chew on it.
The only light source in the darkroom was a rather boxy television in front of you. It was a clunky monstrosity straight from the 90s. Still, it was the equivalent of a widescreen, about 40 inches.
For the most part, all you could hear from the television was; neighs, snorting, and other horsey sounds. You did not know the show's plot since you did not speak horse. From what you can gather, it seemed to be a soap opera. It was somewhat entertaining since the pastel horses occasionally would have sex with each other.
You were not afraid to admit that you found these small horses sexy. You like to refer to these intelligent horses as ponies. It seemed cute to refer to them as such. Many of the ponies were arguing in some sort of bar. You had no idea what the argument was about; all you could hear were angry high-pitched neighs.
You became frustrated, prompting you to pick up the remote with your right hand and switch off the TV. This remote seemed like a tablet with a series of large circular buttons – clearly not designed for humans.
You placed the remote back down before picking up a magazine. It appeared to be a TV Guide.
You flipped through the pages to try to find something interesting to watch. Of course, you could not read any of the writing. The strange horsey hieroglyphics were far too complicated for you to understand. You could barely read and write as it is. Now, you have to learn an alien language. You had to make do with what the pictures showed you. Each page mainly consisted of pony butts and rather plump ones of that.
Your search was in vain. You soon concluded that these small ponies had a strange obsession with butts. Nearly every page featured a pony’s butt. You weren't sure if you were looking at a porno magazine or a TV guide. You could not find anything that would associate with action and violence. Nearly everything seemed to be either a soap opera, a porno, a fashion show, or a porno/soap opera. There were also cooking shows, but they were ridiculously boring since all they cooked with were vegetables or vegan food.
From what you could gather, ponies seemed to detest violence. But they have no qualms about showing explicit porno. You dropped the TV guide/porno and picked up the remote. With it, you flipped to some random channel, where dozens of ponies were in the midst of an orgy at some bar. It appeared to be the same show you were watching earlier. Whatever they were arguing about seemed to have stopped and had devolved into a mindless orgy.
You could hear loud, meaty slapping sounds of flesh slapping against flesh, moans, neighs, and other sexually excited horse sounds protruding from the television. You watched stallions with their massive horse cocks pounding back and forth against the plump posteriors of the mares. The stallions’ cocks put any human’s cock to shame.
Your cock twitched. You thought about a special purple female unicorn with wings which seemed to like you very much. This unicorn mare appeared to demand that you hug her every time you met up with her. Not only that, but her butt seemed considerably bigger than the rest of the ponies in town. Her big purple ass was on your mind. You don't know if it was on purpose, but you felt she deliberately moved to show you her ass when talking to her friends. She stood at least a foot taller than your average pony. She must have been about five feet tall.
There came the sound of clopping hooves quickly marching down the stairs into your basement; a knock at your door shortly followed this. Your face scrunched up into a frown. With a groan, you stood up and made to answer it.
With a grunt, you opened the door. However, your anger vanished upon seeing an all too familiar unicorn with wings. You don't know her name, since you can’t understand her.
You called this large pony Bookhorse. She carried a light blue saddle bag strapped around her barrel. A pink star was adorned on the front of the bag; the same star was also on her flanks. She no doubt was carrying some books in her bag.
Bookhorse looked up at you with a smile on her face. The feathery wings on her back flared upward. The sight of her big purple eyes was quite simply enchanting. Combined with the sight of her tail wagging back and forth excitedly, it was quite simply adorable.
Thus, you now wanted to give the cute little horsey some affection. So, with that, you knelt down and hugged this mare. In one quick motion, your arms came to wrap around her shoulders, and your hands reached to touch her upper back. You were careful to avoid her wings.
“Neegggaa!” she neighed while flapping her wings erratically. She didn't expect this. It only lasted a brief moment before she showed her approval by nuzzling your neck. The mare quietly nickered while she lovingly nuzzled your neck. Her soft, slightly fuzzy pony lips felt wonderful against your bare skin.
For quite some time, you hugged her and enjoyed being affectionately nuzzled by her. This little horsey was so cute. It seemed ponies were very touchy-feely. When you made to stand up, the mare uttered a sad whimpering sound like a dog. Your heart skipped a beat from the sight of her lower lip quivering as she gave you sad, puppy dog eyes. Her two front hooves reached up to you—she was literally begging for a hug.
You sighed in defeat from the sight of this. Forthwith, you quickly knelt down, wrapped your left arm around her barrel, and placed your right hand rather cheekily on her right flank, directly on her pink star-marking. Each side of her flanks had the same marking. Your hand resting on her soft, furry flank came to sink into its plush softness, digging in deeply before meeting her ironclad muscles underneath.
The mare conveyed her approval by tenderly nuzzling you on the neck. With her explicit permission, you lifted the mare up. You hissed at her great weight. She was quite heavy.
You slowly made to carry her over to the couch. Once there, you placed her down on the couch on the right. But for some reason, the mare snorted at you; before crossing her two front hooves together. A grumpy frown came upon her face. She wasn’t pleased now. Further evidence was shown by her folding her wings back.
You shrugged your shoulders. You had no idea why she was grumpy. With nothing else for it, you made to sit down on the couch next to her on the left. Your eyes widened in alarm when you realised the sex scene at the bar was still playing on the television. You turned to look at the pony sitting next to you; sure enough, she was looking at you with her eyes laced with lust.
You stood at a crossroads. You would embrace her here and now if she was a woman. But as it stands, she was an alien horse you did not understand. You gave her a nervous smile, your eyes looking away from her.
All your hesitation vanished when you heard her utter a heartbroken whimper. You looked back at her to see she was on the verge of crying. Her lower lip was quivering, along with her ears folded back. The sight of this drove you to lean down and kiss her on the lips. The mare squealed in delight before returning the kiss with great enthusiasm.
The mare before you moaned in delight as you kissed her. Her lips felt warm and soft against your own and a little fuzzy. The back of your mind was practically screaming at you. You could almost hear it saying, ‘What the hell are you doing kissing a horse?!’.
You ignored your protesting mind. Bookhorse was intelligent. You saw her read books many a time, along with writing very complicated ‘horsey hieroglyphics’ on a blackboard.
Before you parted lips, you and Bookhorse held your lips against one another for quite some time. You and the mare stared at one another with love in your eyes. Her big purple eyes glowed in the dark as she stared into your far smaller, human eyes.
“Negaha negaha, neegggaahhaa,” came her soft yet unintelligible voice. It seemed she was trying to communicate with you in horse language. You simply shrugged; you had no idea what she was saying.
The mare snorted and lightly slapped her forehead with her front, right hoof. She then brought this same hoof forward and placed it on your thigh. To further convey what she wanted, she brought out her long, equine tongue and swirled it about for a brief moment before bringing it back inside her mouth.
You nodded in answer. Bookhorse uttered a happy whinny from your answer. With an excited, big satisfied smile, her horn lit up with a deep pink glow. The same glow became wrapped around your shorts. With a gentle tug of her magic, your shorts and white underwear lowered down to your ankles.
Your erect penis became revealed to the mare. However, the look of excitement on her face soon vanished and was replaced with a frown. Your heart ached when you heard her snort in clear disappointment. You turned to look away and sighed in shame.
On TV, you could see large stallion cocks pounding back and forth into the plump posteriors of mares.
You were starting to regret your decision. This wasn't going to work out. You can't communicate with her, nor did you have the penis size she desired. It seemed all hope was lost.
You weren’t going to fuck an intelligent alien horse today. Your hopes quickly rekindled when you felt her soft hoof gently touch the underside of your chin. You turned to face her. A clear look of regret was on her face. The mare stared at you with her big purple eyes for a moment before leaning forward to kiss you with a loud smooching sound. Before you had time to kiss her back, she pulled her head away, and in one quick motion, she dropped her head down over your lap and took your entire cock into her lovely mouth in one fell swoop.
You gasped at the feeling, your legs kicking weakly. “Oh, Bookhorse! I love you!” you shouted.
Bookhorse replied below with a muffled neigh with your cock in her mouth. You don’t know if she was doing this out of pity. But you didn’t care too much. You were getting sucked off by a cute alien horse, and that’s all that mattered.
With loving tenderness, Bookhorse bobbed her head up and down your cock. While she sucked you off, there came loud slurping sounds. The mare moaned and uttered horsey sounds while sucking you off. Her lovely, warm, soft mouth felt divine. Your member became soaked with her warm saliva.
Your body trembled erratically from the wonderful feeling. It was strangely adorable hearing her neigh around your cock. In-between neighs, she would utter moans like that of a woman.
You closed your eyes, sighing in bliss. Bookhorse was content to suck you off. You simply sat there for the next few minutes, watching Bookhorse bob her head up and down your cock. A powerful musky scent began to permeate the room.
A tingling sensation coursed through your cock. You opened your eyes and quickly reached down with your right hand to gently tap Bookhorse on the back of the head. Bookhorse responded immediately by quickly lifting her head, releasing your member with a loud pop.
The mare smiled up at you. You, in turn, smiled back at her. You reached your right hand down and began to affectionately stroke the back of her ear. In response, the mare uttered a happy, quiet neigh at the feeling, and her tail wagged back and forth excitedly.
There came a poof, and her wings flared out. Her wings narrowly avoided slapping you in the face. The mare smiled sheepishly at this; her cheeks lit up with a pink blush. You showed that you were not angry with her by placing your left hand on her flank, around her star mark. You watched in delight as your hand sank into the plush bubbly softness of her buttcheek. The mare uttered a happy whinny in response.
Forthwith, Bookhorse stood up and shifted herself over you, bringing her large ass mere inches away from touching your face. You became hit with a powerful musky scent. You could see that her light pinkish marehood was soaking wet. You simply stared at her ass for a moment before placing your hands on both sides of her plump asscheeks; you watched in delight as your hands sank into the plush bubbly softness of her flanks.
You then leaned your head forward and licked her vagina eagerly. Bookhorse uttered a series of loud neighs as you began to lick her out. You moaned at the taste of her delicious horse cunt. Your face became immediately soaked with large quantities of horse cum spurting out of her needy sex.
As you ate her out, you roamed your hands across her rump, feeling up its plush bubbly softness. The neighs she uttered were music to your ears. You never thought you would love hearing a horse neigh, but here you are.
For the next several minutes, you were content to eat out Bookhorse. Eventually, though, Bookhorse pulled away by a few inches. The mare hopped onto the floor. From there, she raised her tail and stared back at you with lust laced in her eyes.
You got the message and stood up. You positioned yourself behind the mare and lined up your cock with her marehood. You could feel a tremendous heat radiating off her sex. You planted your hands on her flanks, around her star marks, before, with a light push, you entered her marehood. You gasped at the feeling of her tight, hot horse pussy clamping down hard on your cock.
The mare before you uttered quiet whinnies as you penetrated her. You slowly pushed into her, sighing in bliss. When you bottomed out, however, she snorted, shaking her head. Her horn lit up with a deep pink glow, and you felt a tingling sensation course through your cock. You gasped at the feeling as you pushed deeper into her. It seemed your cock was growing inside her now.
Inch by inch, you pushed into her until you kissed her deepest point; your cock’s growth stopped there. Bookhorse’s powerful marehood repeatedly clamped down on your cock with a series of powerful squeezes. You could not help but moan at the feel of her pussy each time it squeezed your cock. She looked back at you with dreamy eyes. You gave her dreamy eyes of your own.
You took a moment to brace yourself before pulling back about an inch, before thrusting against her lovely rump. A light meaty slapping sound became generated when your hips came to smack against her beautiful backside—the mare before you uttered a loud neigh in reaction. This became followed by a tight squeeze of her marehood around your cock, causing you to moan in delight.
You quickly pulled back by a couple of inches, and then you came slamming against her plump backside again. Repeatedly, without stop, you thrust against her. Every time you bottomed out inside her, you felt her marehood clamp down hard on your cock.
You frantically thrust back and forth against the lovely unicorn. You were starting to like this horse world now; even if you could not understand these ponies—the language of sex was universal.
You were close now. You felt a tingling sensation coursing through your cock. You pulled your hips back, taking about half of your long cock out of her marehood before you came thrusting against her lovely rump with a loud, meaty slap before unleashing a massive explosion of your spunk into the unicorn. The mare before you uttered a loud whinny as she released a huge blast of her marecum upon your cock.
Through your release, you pounded back and forth against her lovely rump, releasing spurt after spurt of your creamy human spunk into the unicorn. A solid minute went by before you finally came to a stop. Somehow despite everything, your cock remained hard, deep within her depths.
You and Bookhorse enjoyed the wonderful afterglow. During the afterglow, you felt Bookhorse squeeze down hard on your cock with her marehood every few seconds. You closed your eyes, sighing in bliss.
You were content just to feel Bookhorse’s pussy. However, when you heard a sad whimpering sound of a dog, you opened your eyes to see Bookhorse was looking back at you with sad puppy dog eyes; her ears folded back, which looked adorable. The sight drove you to pull back by an inch before you came thrusting against her—the mare before you uttered a loud, happy whinny.
You wish you knew Bookhorse’s real name. But for now, Bookhorse will do. As of right now, your landlord Bookhorse needed love, and you were only too happy to oblige. Perhaps you could learn to understand horse language one day.
