Page 24 of Pleasing Daddy's Friends

“Go ahead, shoot,” Cain grins, swishing his tail a little before stamping one of his hind feet. “Nothing’s off limits, baby girl. We’re open books for you.”

I lick my lips because my mouth is suddenly dry, and it’s for an embarrassing reason. My gaze has drifted past those muscular shoulders to the thick horse bodies, and then trailed down the glossy red-brown flanks to gaze upon two enormous horse cocks. The tools on the centaurs simply can’t be compared to human men because they’re at least fifteen inches each, and thick like firehoses. They’re deep purple verging on almost black, and as I watch, the horse cocks twitch a bit before my eyes.

“You’re a very beautiful woman,” Colt murmurs slyly, his black brows going upwards. “What you’re seeing is natural.”

“We breed human women all the time,” Cain drawls. “Well, maybe not since we’ve met you, but we’ve bred human women before.”

“While in centaur form?” I stammer with shock, unable to tear myself from the massive lengths hanging between their hind legs. By now, the two cocks have grown even larger, and they must be at least twenty inches each. “But how is that anatomically possible? I mean, it can’t possibly fit.”

“We’ll make it fit,” Colt says with a wink. “Care to try?”

“We’ll be gentle,” Cain adds in a rough tone. “I promise. It’ll only hurt a little.”

Suddenly, all embarrassment evaporates from my form because I know that the small things in this world don’t matter. It doesn’t matter that I’m penniless and homeless. It doesn’t matter that I’m basically a vagabond earning my keep at the Decker Ranch by spreading my legs for the owners. It doesn’t matter how I met these men, or even what happens after tonight. What matters is that I get a chance to try these horse cocks asap, and with trembling fingers, I reach around to unzip my sundress from the back.

“That a girl,” rasps Cain with approval, his blue eyes sizzling. “You’re not afraid in the least, are you?”

I shake my head because the top half of the sundress has flopped down, revealing my enormous ivory breasts. My girls gleam under the low lights, the pink nipples already stiff with arousal.

“No, I’m not afraid,” I whisper, my mind still mesmerized by the two huge tools pulsing before me. “I want it. I need it. I have to have it.”

“That’s the kind of attitude we appreciate,” Cain says with a smirk on his handsome features “We love sluts. The sluttier the better, in fact.”

Colt is a bit more diplomatic.

“Size is an issue when we breed human women,” he clarifies. “So it helps if she’s lubed up and wet. More fluid is good, and honey, you’re doing great,” he adds as my dress slips off to puddle on the floor. I’m wearing nothing but the tiniest pink cotton panties, except they’re not pink anymore. The crotch is totally soaked through with my nectar, turning the material a deep purple. But instead of being embarrassed, I’m excited and impatient. I need to get that horse cock into my wet holes, and with trembling hands, I pull down my panties before stepping out of them altogether.

“Beautiful,” rasps Cain, his eyes glued to the swollen, gleaming folds of my puss.

“You’ve never looked more fertile,” Colt adds throatily, stamping his hooves with arousal as his tail swishes. “Shit, baby. How did we get so lucky?”

I smile, suddenly shy, as my cheeks flush with pleasure at his praise. “Thank you, Daddies. But how do we go on from here? How do I please both of you at once? After all, I’m just a young woman, and you’re two hung horses. How does this work?”

Cain grins lasciviously, his blue eyes filled with lust.

“It’ll work,” he rumbles. “Remember the bridge we did the first time we made love?”

I nod.

“It was wonderful,” I breathe. “Really inventive, and I remember feeling like an acrobat.”

The two men nod, Colt licking his lips.

“Well, we’re going to do the bridge again, except this time in equine form. Come here, baby.”

I make my way to the huge centaur, and he leans down to capture my lips with his own. His kiss is the same, but also different. That mobile mouth is fierce, pressing against mine, filling my veins with such passion that my knees begin to buckle. But instead of falling to the ground, Colt sweeps me up and cradles me in those powerful arms before attaching his mouth to one nipple.

“We’re going to bridge you, sweetheart. Get ready.”

Then, before I realize it, somehow he’s got himself “sitting” on the stall floor. I’ve never seen a horse assume this position, but it’s possible. He’s leaning against the stall wall with his body spread out below him, belly up. His hooves kick in the air, but I don’t care about that. It’s that huge horse cock sticking straight up that gets my attention.

“Ooooh,” I whisper, my eyes going wide. “I need it.”

“I know you do, baby girl,” he chuckles. “Let yourself have some. Sink down slow, and take that horse cock inside your pretty puss.”

Colt doesn’t have to ask twice. I immediately scramble upwards before spreading my thighs over the massive shaft. The tip hits my little hole and I let out a throaty moan of anticipation. Then, I reach between my thighs and grab his cock in a small hand before rubbing the helmet against my clit and getting it slicked up with my juices.

“Yesssss,” Colt hisses behind me, watching with avid blue eyes. “Fuck yourself down on Daddy’s horse cock. Let me see that little pussy strain.”

OMG, is he serious? But I have no choice but to obey. With my eyes closed, I let out another throaty moan while pushing my pussy down on that enormous shaft.

To be continued…