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  Her dreams had been colored of late, colored by someone else's dreams. She
knew the nature of her own, the texture, taste, material of them.  Some
foreign entity was weaving itself into her dreams. At first, it was limited
to the dreams but recently she would wake to find her hands exploring her
own body as if they were feeling it for the first time. She was no stranger
to her own caresses but these were the caresses of a new lover, testing,
themselves, taking her to newer landscapes, and newer heights. No orgasms
yet, but consciousness would find her in a high state of arousal. It was
almost as if someone was dreaming of her each night and, in the dream,
merging with her mind. Worse, it was learning through the nightly links. Was
it only learning about her physically? Or was it also learning about her
desires and fears? She was torn between the need to sleep, to learn, and the
desire to avoid the confrontation.

  Cool air caressed her body this time and lifted her hair from her
shoulders and back. Moist earth between her feet and rough wood supported
her bare breasts.  Across the paddock she could barely make out the form of
the stallion. It, too, seemed to wonder what it was doing awake and,
perhaps, what this nude woman was doing staring at it under a full moon.
She'd never ridden it, only run with it in the fields. Now she wondered why
she never had. The owners had assured her that they trusted her. But ....
The horse tossed its mane and stepped towards her, silencing her thoughts.
Nuzzling between her breasts, it licked at the beads of sweat that somehow
had formed there in the cool air. His eyes conveyed the feeling that he
wanted something more. Her body hummed in agreement while her mind tried to
gain control, to at least slow down and think. To no avail. She found herself
climbing the fence and lowering herself onto the stallion's back. Warmth
from the horse spread into her legs.

  Her loins were on fire with heat and need. The dreams were getting closer
to her desires. Mentally she was torn between a cold shower and her lust but
her fingers worked softly in between her lips to tease her clit tossing all
thoughts of a cold shower from her mind. Faster and harder she stroked
herself, riding her own hand, feeling not it but the heat and hardness of
the stallion's back as she came in a flood, her moans merging with the voice
of the stallion.

  Throughout the next day she and the stallion exchanged nervous glances.
Neither seemed comfortable with the other's presence yet the the stallion
followed her as much as the paddock would allow and she remained outside as
much as possible.

  Towards afternoon a horse trailer drove up in the yard and a young man,
not more than 18, jumped down from the cab. Puzzled, she walked out to meet
him.

  "I've a mare to be delivered for Sam Fabian. Is he around?"

  "Right here, you're looking at 'him'".

  "Oh, sorry! Sam is short for Samantha, I take it?"

  "Ayuh, that it is. But what's this about a mare? I'm not expecting any horses
at all."

  "Got me, I'm just doing the delivery. She's all paid for, along with the
delivery, and all the medical papers are here."

  "I still have no idea why. Who requested this??"

  "Got me. My boss just told me to do the pick up."

  "Well let's call him."

  "No can do. He's gone for the day, have to call him tomorrow."

   "Great. Well, let's put her out in the paddock for the night and I'll
worry about it tomorrow."

  They dropped the ramp to reveal a jet black Arabian standing solidly in
the light, calmly waiting for them to free her.

  Sam said, "Quite a presence she has. Calm, considering the ride she must 
have had coming up that road."

  "Didn't hear a sound out of her the whole way out here. She loaded as if
she was going in because she wanted to, not because we wanted her to.",
said the driver.

    They unclipped the harness and Sam started to lead the Arabian down the
ramp but rapidly found that she had her own intentions. She clattered down
and tossed her head, emitting a high, nearly defiant, whinny that was
rapidly answered from the other side of the house. Without prompting she
moved towards the paddock with a very deliberate gait. The two people looked
at each other, shrugged, and followed in her wake. The two animals were
watching each other at a distance of ten feet across the gate. Seemingly
uncomfortable with her gaze the stallion pranced to and fro, never taking
his eyes off of her. She, in turn, held the gaze, motionless. The tableau
was broken only when Sam opened the gate to allow the Arabian to walk in to
the paddock, increasing the anxiety of the stallion.

  The evening passed in uncomfortable silence as the Arabian shunned the
stallion and the two humans carefully avoided intruding on the other's
privacy. Before going to bed herself she groomed each horse and placed them
in distant stalls. She bid a cool "Goodnight." to the driver and fell into a
deep sleep.

  Her hand was in violent motion when she woke and seconds later her face was
splashed with sticky fluid. Her surprise turned to dismay as she found the
stallion's huge cock still grasped in her hand and his semen dripping from
her face onto her bare breasts and thighs. Dashing from the stall she
collided with the driver and drove them both to the ground. Attempts to
disentangle herself only resulted in more confusion until his arms locked
around her head and forced her eyes to his. A presence dwelled there that
had not been visible previously and she felt her limbs steadying despite the
realization that he, too, was naked and his hard cock pressed against her
stomach. She knew that he'd seen her with the stallion and, somehow, that he
had something to do with the incident. Her thoughts were borne out by his
words.

"What you can do for a stallion you can to for a human, no? Grasp my cock.
No, don't be shy. Take it. Feel it pulse in your hand. Feel the heat of the
blood in it.  Desire it. Taste it. Take it into you."

  Compulsion overrode her natural distaste for the act. The heat pulsed
through her arm and sank to her breasts and groin. The semen on her seemed
to melt and flow into her. Again, she found her hand slowly pumping a cock
as her head bowed to take it deep in her throat. Gently she sucked on it,
taking the entire length into her before drawing it out slowly and teasing
the tip with her tounge. Caught up in the moment she could not determine if
it was the horse or human she was pleasuring and found she cared not at all.
The hot flesh in her mouth left her breathless and tormented and the hot
spurt flowed down her throat to pool with her own inflamed desire.

Moments passed as she continued to suck his cock, desperately, wanting
something, anything to satisfy her. With his hands pulling her head back he
denied her even this small pleasure but his next words sent her heart racing.

"Look behind you. Do you want ... that?"

The stallion pressed against the fence, his cock throbbing again in the
moonlight, the mare shadowed behind him. Despite the fact that the mare was
in heat the stallion's eyes blazed at her, the human, already covered with
his semen.

He reared, voicing his hunger, and dropped. The heat was visible in his
eyes as he turned on the mare and was behind her in seconds. Once again
she complied with unvoiced desires and spread her rear legs for him as
he reared again to mount her, forelegs falling upon her back as he thrust
his cock into her in a frenzy of desire. The mare, however, stood there
stoically, head turned, locked on the human female, daring her to do ... what?

Sam felt the eyes draw her to the fence, the driver literally in tow as
she still grasped his cock in her hand. She broke eye contact with the mare
and found her eyes now locking on the long thick cock sliding into the
mare. Mimicing the stallions thrusts, she began to pump the driver's cock
with her hand, feeling not his heat and hardness but the stallion's.
As the mare increased his power, so did she, until both were nearly blurs.
With a cry of triumph the stallion climaxed, rearing again, and pulling
away from the mare. His cry was echoed by Sam, but her's was a cry of 
frustration, not triumph. She bent over the fence, breasts caught on
the other side, and spread her legs just as the mare had. With a nearly
painful jerk and another cry of desperation she pulled the driver's
cock towards her cunt, wimpering for him to help her.

He slid into her with a lunge and felt her muscles constrict around
him, holding his cock tightly inside of her. She thrust back, trying
to take more of him inside. He maintained his balance only by grasping
her hips firmly before starting to pump into her. Still she wimpered
and her eyes glowed with frustration. The mare still gazed at her
when the stallion moved to answer her eyes. He stalked over to her, his
gait and determination matching those of the driver. Lowering his head,
he flicked his tounge out and began to lap his own semen from her breasts.
The nuzzling and licking distorted her breasts with their force but she felt
only the warm wet breath and a burning need glowing inside her. Her legs
and arms ached from meeting the driver's thrusts, wood bruised her ribs,
but still she rocked between man and horse, not sure which one was filling
her and which one licked her. Lost in her desire everything blended into
one and the hot semen spilling into her cunt drove her past reason and
caused her to collapse to the ground in waves of hot pleasure as the man
and horse blended above her head.

She awoke with a start, her body convulsing with the pleasures of her
dream. Daylight streamed through the window, reminding her of the
stallion's semen that had been sprayed onto her face during her dream. 
She put on her jeans and washed the sweat from her face as she
prepared for another day on the farm.  

Making her way to the paddock, she noticed the driver leaning against
the rail.  He noticed her approach and turned, walking away rapidly, 
with an embarrased look on his face.  She inhaled sharply as she
approached the paddock, taking in the deep musty odor of the stallion.
Her head spinned with memories of her recent escapade with the large
horse in her dreams.  

The stallion was in a state of obvious excitement, his massive penis
hanging pendulously from between his legs.  His testicles hanging
within the large hairy sac bobbing between his legs.  The mare was
nibbling sensuously at his flank, increasing his appatite for release.
Sniffing at the base of her tail, the stallion curled back his lips,
as if testing a fine wine.  The mare, noticing his expression stood
still, raising her tail and spreading her legs, squating slightly. 
The stallion, penis raging madly between his legs, slapping his belly
with a life of its own moved behind the mare and rested his chin on
her rump.  Suddenly, as if having received a silent signal, he sprang
upon her back and began to probe her rump with mad, blind thrusts.
Having found the opening to winking vulva he thrust forward, pushing
so hard that the mare was forced to take a step forward.  He pushed
and shoved, strokes that would have killed a woman, but served to
placate the insatiable need of the mare.

Samantha looked on in awe as the stallion grunted his pleasure.
Suddenly, he stopped and let out a heavy groan as his tail began to
pump up and down, flagging the release of his built up tensions. His
come ran down his penis and dripped from his balls. Great streams of
thick, creamy white come. It ran from the mares vulva and down the
inside of her legs as she flicked her ears back and forth, awash in an
obvious wave of ecstasy.  A few minutes later, the stallion withdrew,
his now flacid penis hanging limply from under his belly, swaying
mightily, even it's obviously placid state of inexcitedness.

Samantha suddenly noticed an overwhelming need for fullfillment,
unlike one that she had ever felt before. She *NEEDED* someone or
something badly. Now.  Dissapointed that the stallion was obviously
spent for at least a few more hours, she turned to find the young
driver standing behind her eyeing her sheepishly.

 "Pretty impressive show he puts on there maam."

 "Ayuh.  That he does. It's why he was bought in the first place."

 "Well, I might not be as big as he is, but I sure do last a hell of a
lot longer than he did!"

 "Oh do you now? I know that the mechanism is the same, but hell, the
delivery system beats anything I've ever had."

 "Well, I can't argue with that."

 "No? Too bad, you might have convinced me."

Looking at her from under the brim of his hat, he cracked a wide grin
and took her by the hand. Drawing her to his young, but well developed
body. She reached her hand down his pants and began to stroke his
penis with the palm of her hand.  She didn't need to get him excited,
having watched the stallion cover the mare had taken care of that. He
unbuttoned her blouse and massaged her breasts, noticing with delight
her errect nipples.  They both took a moment to squirm out of their
clothes and imediately fell back into each other's embrace.  She
kneeled down and began to lick his throbbing cock.  Remembering her
prevoius dream, she wondered what it would be like, if this were the
stallion's dick that she was kissing.  Ravenously she engulfed his
head, lashing at it with her tongue.  Letting go of his penis, she
turned and presented her ass to the young driver.
 
 "Now! Just like the stud."

Needing no further encouragement he grasped her ass and began to
thrust into her, mimicking the grunts and cries tht the stallion had
just been making.  Suddenly, a powerful orgasm overtook him.  He came
for a minute and then pulled out. Spent with his efforts.

 "Last longer, will we now?"

 "Uh, I guess I was bit more excited than I thought."

 "Ayuh, I guess you were."

Dissapointed with his short lived performance she put on her clothes
and walked off in a huff. Leaving him to sit and ponder his apparent
failure. The stallion, having overlooked this entire affair, let out a
shrill neigh that sounded for all the world like a laugh.

The day passed on to dusk, during which time that stallion mated with
the mare four more times. Each performance outshining the last in both
vigour and semen volume.  Sam looked on forlornly. She wanted so badly
to share in the stallions lust but knew that his massive 32 inch penis
would kill her if she were so stupid as to try to have sex with it.

As night came, she went to bed. In a high state of arousal and
vexation.  She began to drift off to sleep several times but could
not. Finally, in frustration, she put on a robe and walked to the barn
where the breeding dummy was kept. She looked at the device, used to
collect semen from the stallion for evaluations.  She pictured in her
mind the many times that the stallion had mounted that dummy,
thrusting madly into an artificial vagina while she held it for him.
She walked over to the dummy and dropped a hand to her wet pussy,
kneading herself softly at first and then harder as she thought more
of the stallion.  She dropped her robe to the floor and leaned over
the end of the dummy, imagining what it would be like to be able to
fuck with the stallion.  She rubbed her pussy against the soft
material covering the dummy as she began to approach a climax. 
Suddenly she felt a soft nuzzleing against her pussy. 

In her excitement, she had not noticed that the stallion had gotten
out of his paddock and had followed her into the barn.  Looking down
at him she could see his massive penis bobbing between his legs, just
like it always did when he was just about ready to mount the breeding
dummy. Suddenly she realized her danger, but it was too late, the
stallion jumped up and pinned her down against the breeding dummy. He
began to push and shove at her ass with his huge cock, trying
desperately to find the small opening to her pussy.  Suddenly he found
it and thrust his mighty tool home.  She let out a scream as the pain
washed over her, but the pain was drowned out by the intensity of the
orgasm that she felt ripping through her.  She could not tell whether
it was the stallions penis that was tearing her in two or whether it
was the most intense orgasm she had ever had.  But within a few
seconds the point was moot as she spiraled off into unconsciousness.

She awoke with a start to find the young driver standing over her
naked body. 

 "Where? Where am I? What happened? How am I still alive?"

 "Huh? Oh hell! It must have worked then! Did you enjoy it?"

 "What are you talking about? I get raped by a stallion and ....."

 "Oh, donn't worry about that. It didn't happen. You see, after we
fucked this morning, I felt really bad about having come so quick.
So, I decided to try and make it up to you. You see, I'm majoring in
psychology at school and one of the things we learn to do is to use
hypnotism. It's really easy to hypnotise someone when they are almost
asleep. So I snuck in and made a few suggestions about not being able
to sleep and wanting to go down to the barn... And, well, you know the
rest. But the part I didn't expect is for you to pass out from that
orgasm. Apparently you seemed to enjoy it."

Samantha could only look at him and shake her head. Then she started
to laugh.

 "You wanted to make up for it huh? Well, I'm still excited and
getting dicked by a stallion is a bit much, so how about crawling in
here with me and helping me find out if you really can or can't
outlast the stud. After all, this morning may have just been bad
timing."

Sam was happy to find out that not only could he outlast a stallion,
but he could come more times than the stallion too.