Zebra Anthology

“Go on,” Nasara urged, leveling the camera at the mare standing beside the bed, “tell them who you are.”

“I...I’m Twilight Velvet,” the unicorn stammered, nervously grinding her thighs together.

“And you’re here because…?” he smugly continued, nonchalantly stroking his hardening, coal-black length.

Unsteadily unbuttoning her blouse, unable to look away from the titanic cock at the young zebra’s loins, she felt her marehood hungrily seize upon itself. “I’m h...here because…”

“Go on,” he snickered, “be honest.”

Unlike his host, the zebra was fully naked - then again, that was all part of the plan. He wasn’t the star of the show, Velvet was - at least, for the time being. She’d been kind enough to invite him over, and hadn’t stopped him when he’d asked to use her phone, so she knew what she was in for. Cocking his hips, firmly grasping the root of his shaft, he playfully waggled his dick at her.

“I’m here because I...I want to get fucked,” she finally admitted.

Opening her top, the fabric of her blouse hung loosely over her bare chest. Though her rack wasn’t wholly exposed, one mauve colored areola peeked from beneath the garment. The naughty bit of flesh stood out like a beacon, contrasting against her lighter colored coat, but that wasn’t the only thing to be unveiled. In preparation for their tender moment, her torso had been marked with dark bands of paint.

“And why do you want to be fucked? Don’t you have a husband?” the striped stallion conceitedly asked, as his dick drooled a bead of pre-cum to the floor.

The mention of her husband caused her cheeks to darken, only then causing her to avert her gaze. “I do, but you’re so much bigger than him…”

Flashing his teeth at her, slowly stepping closer, he trained the camera squarely at her face. “And why is that?”

“B...because,” she faltered, as the tip of his shaft bumped against her groin. “Because zebras are superior…”

“Good girl,” he whispered. Reaching out and sweetly caressing her face, he nodded to his groin. “How about you show everyone how eager you are.”

With only the slightest bit of hesitation, feeling her reluctance slowly slip away, she settled into a deep squat before him. Though he was only a teenager, barely an adult, he was vastly more endowed than her betrothed - sure, she loved her husband, but it would have been impossible for any woman to resist the temptation of an adonis like Nasara. Lifting her arms, grasping the base of his tool with one hand, while gently cradling his prodigious nuts with the other, she lightly kissed the tip of his length.

She’d always heard that zebras were paragons of virility, but she couldn’t have fathomed how true that really was. Nasara and his father had moved in next door nearly a month ago, and it hadn’t taken her long to notice the young stud eyeing her from a distance. It had been cute at first, knowing she’d inadvertently attracted someone so much younger than herself, but things had escalated from there.

Casual compliments had turned into overt flirting, inconspicuous glances transitioned into flashing skin or intentionally revealing outfits, and the friendly hugs had evolved into outright groping or fondling. She’d always told herself that she’d be faithful, that she would never cheat on her lover, yet she’d underestimated her own womanly desires. With her husband away for the weekend, and the teenager realizing she had the home to herself, she hadn’t stood a chance - then again, she had little fight left in her.

As much as it pained her to admit it, she’d gotten off to thoughts of him in the past. Even while fully clothed, the imprint of his endowment was unmistakable and, despite her best efforts, she caught herself ogling his body more and more often. She’d even taken an interest in watching interspecies porn, hoping that it would quench her growing thirst, yet it ultimately wasn’t enough; in the end, she succumbed to her lecherous urges and confessed her interest.

Smirking, keeping the phone angled at her face, Nasara recorded the mature mare fervently suckled on the first few inches of his shaft. From the moment he’d laid eyes on her, he knew he was going to ruin her humble little life. She was startlingly attractive for her age, with an impressive bust, large, child-bearing hips, and a pretty face, which is precisely why he didn’t care if she was in a relationship or not. There was no possible way her husband could rival him, and he was going to make good and damn sure that she became addicted to what he had to offer.

“Play with yourself, Slut, and remember that this is a show,” he softly tutted, grabbing her bobbing head with his free hand.

Freeing her hands, secretly thankful for the request, Velvet twisted and tugged at her teats. Though she was far from a novice in the bedroom, she struggled to deal with his monstrous cock. The thick, vascular appendage was nearly as large as her arm, in both length and girth, and it was easily the biggest dick she’d ever had in her mouth; thankfully, he was more than happy to help with the monumental endeavor.

Firmly clutching the back of her head, Nasara slowly drove his hips forward. As he forced the blunt tip of his length into her throat, she weakly gagged and sputtered around him. It was cute of her to assume he’d be satisfied with the lackluster oral, but he wasn’t upset - no, he was happy she was struggling. Properly training a female was immeasurably rewarding, ensuring they did things properly, and he had every intention of breaking his busty neighbor in.

Choking on the colossal shaft, unable to escape, Velvet reached to her nethers and sank two fingers into herself. She’d always dreamt of having her throat swabbed by an exotic and well-hung stud, yet she could never have guessed that she’d ever get to experience it, not to mention from someone nearly half her age. Furiously getting herself off, just as her nose bumped against his crotch, she peeked up at him.

Grinning down at her, holding the camera off to the side, his eyes met hers. He really was an incubus, having teased her for so long, and part of her was thankful that she’d met him. She did feel a bit guilty for breaching her husband’s trust, but she wasn’t the only one to blame; if Night Light had actually seen to her sexual needs, instead of placing a priority on his work, she wouldn’t have had to resort to adultery. In the end, she wasn’t too concerned; as long as nobody else found out, she wouldn’t have anything to worry about.

Taking his time, taking care to give her the periodic sip of air, he thoroughly swabbed her throat. Her efforts were admirable, even if they needed a bit of polish, so he wasn’t too hard on her. There was a fine line to walk with mares, putting them in their place without being exceedingly rough, but the end result was worth the effort. Once properly introduced to a stud like himself, they’d never be satisfied with a pony stallion.

Fucking into her muzzle, relishing her taut gullet, he begrudgingly pulled away. Truth be told, he was amazed that she was able to fully throat him; there weren’t many women around who could fellate a zebra, let alone one of his substantial endowment, which scored her a few more points in his book - still, skilled or not, she’d need to breathe eventually. Releasing his grip, he stepped back and hauled his rigid shaft from her airway.

As his cock-head cleared her snout, leaving glistening strands of pre-cum and saliva connecting her lips to his tool, he subtly moved the camera to capture her abdomen and groin. Despite having just had her esophagus despoiled by someone as young as her child, she was shamelessly getting off like a horny teenager. Retreating slightly, getting a better view of her depravity, he recorded her finger-fucking herself.

“Want it bad, huh?” he sympathetically inquired, tauntingly flexing his cock.

“Yeah,” she groaned, plunging a third digit into her slavering snatch.

His scent clung to her sinuses, the flavor of his loins coated her palate, and she couldn’t look away from his immense tool. Though he was but a juvenile, her marish instincts pined for the virile seed stored within his plump, weighty balls. She could practically feel her womb descending, radiating warmth through her abdomen, as the primal portions of her mind prepared her to be bred.

Turning his head, he nodded to the bed. “If that’s the case, how about you lay down for me.”

Velvet’s ears perked up, moments before she shot to her feet and scrambled onto the mattress. She couldn’t remember the last time she’d been so excited for anything, and the thrill of it all crushed her inhibitions. Flopping onto the mattress, with her rump hanging just off the side, she spread and lifted her legs. Wholly ignoring the wedding photo on her nightstand, just within arm’s reach, her guest and his massive dick were the only things she was concerned about.

“Would you look at that,” Nasara remarked, staring at her sopping wet loins. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen a mare this turned on before.”

As peculiar as it may have sounded, he’d been truthful. While he had bedded a number of ponies in the past, his neighbor was by far the oldest and most enthusiastic. He honestly didn’t care that she was married, but knowing he’d tempted her into doing something so scandalous did add an exotic element to their budding relationship. Grabbing the base of his length, he slapped his dick against her neatly presented cunt.

Bucking his hips, running his shaft over her clit, he watched her shiver in delight. “You want it?”

Nodding her head, Velvet found it suddenly difficult to speak. Sucking someone off was bad enough, but getting plowed behind her husband’s back was something she swore she’d never do. Trembling, feeling him bring his meaty glans to her entrance, she turned her head to the side and looked away. She wanted him - sweet stars above how she wanted him - but she couldn’t give voice to her desires; sadly, as she quickly discovered, she really didn’t have an option on the matter.

“Beg for it,” Nasara purred, prodding her sex. “If you don’t, you’ll never know how amazing it is…”

“P...please,” she breathed, giving in to her compulsions.

“Please what,” he pressed, running his tip between her meaty lower lips.

Feeling as though she was about to go mad with lust, desperate to feel him inside her, she knit her brow. It was clear that he was enjoying himself, virtually forcing her to say just what she’d been wanting him to do all along, yet her conscience struggled against her desires. Seconds dragged by, feeling like a small eternity, before her urges got the better of her.

“Please,” she whimpered, bashfully meeting his eyes, “fuck meeeeEEEE - Oh my god!”

Before she could even finish speaking, Nasara ground his shaft into her. The sensation of her hot, snug confines seemed almost virginal - then again, considering she’d likely never wrangled with someone as well hung as him, they may as well have been. Her eyes rolled back, orgasmic nectar squirted and dribbled around her stuffed entrance, and her legs snapped shut around his hips, causing his smile to broaden.

“Cumming already? Jeez - I thought older mares were supposed to have some self-control,” he mused, despoiling her depths inch by inch.

Given zebras’ endowment, endurance, and hunger for conquest, any ordinary pony stallion would never be able to satisfy a woman they’d bedded, married or not. He almost felt bad for Night Light - almost - but it wasn’t his fault that he was simply superior. Watching the imprint of his dick appear within her abdomen, quite literally seeing himself molding her into his perfect little sex-pet, he started to genuinely fuck.

Instinctively grabbing her breasts, Velvet tugged at her nipples. She’d always thought she was experienced with sex, having been rather adventurous in her youth, but she couldn’t have been more wrong. Though they’d only just begun, the pure intensity and unadulterated bliss of being plowed by a zebra was beyond reproach - that being said, she couldn’t bring herself not to reciprocate.

Locking her legs around his hips, after having given herself a moment to acclimate to the gargantuan intrusion, she began bucking up to meet his thrusts. Be darned if she was going to get fucked into a stupor by a teenager, yet the task proved harder than she realized. Despite her past sexual exploits, and awe-inspiring carnal prowess, it took everything she had just to keep up with him.

“I’m - Mmmph - impressed,” Nasara grunted, dialing up the intensity.

He could easily say that she was the first woman of any species to put up a fight, cementing his feelings towards her. While she could never dream of besting him, that wasn’t the point - she’d shown an unimaginable amount of determination, winning his favor and ultimately his coveted seed. Grabbing her hip with one hand, while periodically training the camera between her swaying breasts, drooling face, or pounded cunt, he made sure to record every delicious moment of the sinful experience.

The monumental size of his dick was only rivaled by the skill and force of his thrusts, swiftly withering Velvet’s efforts. Try as she might, it was simply impossible for her to become anything more than a mewling, climaxing mass of thrashing limbs and whorish moans. As unbelievable as it was, her refractory period simply faded away to nothing, overwhelming her in a tumultuous, mind-breaking sea of rapture.

She genuinely couldn’t say how long she’d ended up laying there, having her brains fucked out, but things eventually came to a head. Sensing him throbbing within her, with his steady rhythm devolving into a series of frenzied thrusts, she knew his time was at an end. Summoning a strength she didn’t know she had, seizing control of herself, she flexed her legs and pulled him deeper.

“Inside,” she madly wailed, her very sanity on the cusp of sundering. “Cum in me!!!”

Her frantic plea was like a sweet symphony to Nasara’s ears, bringing him that much closer to his limit. Gritting his teeth, looking slightly to the side, his eyes settled upon the photo of the mare and her loving husband. Seeing the happy couple, fully aware of just how wrong it was to dash their dreams, he reached his limit. With one final, herculean plunge, he drove his cock past her cervix and unloaded straight into her womb.

The sensation of having her deepest depths ravaged, feeling his seed claiming her, was an insane combination of divinity and damnation. Every other orgasm of her life paled in comparison to the ruinous ecstasy she experienced at that moment. She knew she was done for, that the inconceivable volume of his jizz would surely knock her up, but she didn’t care - if anything, realizing she was being despoiled made her climax all the more intense.

Concerns about her husband were swept away by the young stud’s virility and the tide of his essence flooding into her. She felt certain that Night Light would disapprove, but she knew he’d have to understand and forgive her. Though she truly did care for him, there simply wasn’t a comparison between him and Nasara. Not only was the Zebra younger and more energetic, but his performance in the bedroom and his charisma were unmatched. Any mare would have done what she’d done, breaching their sacred vows, in the face of such a perfect mate.

As horrifying as it was, some part of her prayed that she was still fertile enough to bear a foal for him. While she hadn’t planned on having any more children, being proud of the two she had, she was stricken with the compulsion to have another - a fine little zebra brother or sister for Twilight and Shining to fawn over. She knew it was silly, since she wasn’t as young as she used to be, but the joy of having such a virile, energetic lover made her feel like a school filly.

Braying to the heavens, unknowing that her ovaries were going into overdrive, her sanity was undone by the sheer, prolific output of her young lover. Her belly rounded and ballooned outward, impossibly containing what felt like gallons of seething jizz. Pushed past the breaking point, dipping in and out of consciousness, some base part of her mind seized onto what Nasara was to her - her stud.

Some length of time passed, though she had no way of knowing just how long, before something lightly patted her cheek. Wearily looking up, seeing the striped stallion draped over her obscenely swollen belly, she only eventually noticed him holding the phone towards her face. Lost in a mental haze, doing little more than heaving air into her lungs, she couldn’t grasp what he wanted - that was, until he spoke.

“Press send,” he whispered, moving the device closer to her hand. “If you do, I’ll let you suck it clean…”

Feeling his semi-erect cock twitch within her, sending yet another jolt of bliss through her frame, she shuddered. It didn’t matter what he wanted her to do - if it meant getting another unimaginably blissful round with him, she’d do anything. Clenching her snatch around him, trapping most of his spunk within herself, she shakily lifted one arm.

Without a second thought, as a blissful stupor settled over her, she did as he asked. She couldn’t fathom who she sent the video to, or why he wanted to share it, yet she couldn’t care less. Draping her arms over him, after he’d set the phone over to the side, she was wholly ignorant to the message on the little screen.

Message Sent to All Contacts…