The Fillies of Three Ferns Farm by Andrea Forsythe Read Free Book Online Page A

was as if he hadn’t even noticed as he continued to hold her just as firmly. She couldn’t move an inch. She surrendered completely, arching her back and moaning as his hot cock slipped wetly in and out of her. He began to speed up, and her tits bounced and waved more and more as her whole body rocked with his. Unlike the other two stallions who had not used their hands on her, Zambezi snaked one of his huge hands between the thighs and tickled her clit as he fucked her. She had lost count of how many times she had come by now, but the touch combined with the feeling of being totally, utterly in his control sent her careening for another climax. Before he had even cum she has orgasmed again, and her firm ass was still twitching in after-orgasm spasms when he, too, went rigid and splashed his warm seed into her dripping cunt.
    He rested on her for a while and seemed to stand up somewhat reluctantly. She liked the feeling of being close to him and started to wonder if she could find an opportunity to have “pasture sex,” or unguided sex with him. Goldie was of course a huge fan of mare position, but she would have liked to try riding the big man.
    Her regret at losing his cock was only temporary, though. Madame Carnegie still had one trick up her sleeve. Goldie was starting to tire from all the fucking so her owner put her with her chest and stomach spread again over the vaulting table. This time, though, she wasn’t restrained. Madame was counting on her exhaustion to be restraint enough. And that’s probably not far off , thought Goldie. I’ve still got a little something left in me but I’m going to really enjoy my rub down and bath tonight! The ponygirl rested as she watched Madame and the scrub wearing girl named Sally with interest. Sally had removed the semen sample collected yesterday from a refrigerated container and was starting to transfer it to a syringe and pipette with all the care and precision of a person preparing to inseminate a mare with a champion sire. Goldie wondered absently who the stallion might be. She would have to ask Gypsy about him later. When Sally’s preparations were finished, Madame stripped off her jacket and tied her apron back on firmly. Then she put on an arm length, lubricated glove exactly the type used with livestock. Was she...?
    The palomino ponygirl’s eyes widened in shock. Her owner had communicated to her that this was a goal of their time together, but Goldie hadn’t expected it to come today- not with so much else being planned! She felt suddenly energized and hot all over again. Madame was going to inseminate her just like a mare, which meant having her whole hand inside Goldie! Quickly, Goldie went over everything she had read about fisting in her mind: lubrication, patience, relaxation. Well... they certainly had lubrication covered. The cum of three men, one of whom had blown in load in her twice, still dribbled freely down her leg. The glove itself was lubricated, and Madame was busily squirting yet more water based lube into the palm of her hand and working it all over the fingers.
    “Sally, be ready to give me the pipette when I tell you,” Madame said as she approached Goldie’s behind. The ponygirl could hear the excitement in her owner’s voice and she shuddered again. It was so rare for Madame’s cool, dominate facade to crack, and the fact that the british woman was just as turned on as she was made Goldie even hotter. As Madame got closer and closer to her she flared her hole trying to show her eagerness and willingness to try to new maneuver. Madame clucked and made soothing sounds to her. “Steady, there’s a good girl.” She caressed Goldie’s ass and back with her left hand which had a close fitting latex glove. Then, slowly, she inserted the first two fingers of her right hand with the full arm glove into Goldie’s slick hole. The ponygirl made low, animal sounds and strained to push against the hand, forcing the fingers deeper. After her