Dreams,
I have the same dream every time I close my eyes. I live on a thousand acre ranch with the usual livestock, horses, cows, pigs, chickens, and you get the picture. I love to my favorite stallion “Smoke” more than anything else. Lighting stands 17 hands tall and is a beautiful Appaloosa. Lately I only ride him bare back wearing a sports bra and a pair of “Daisey Duke” shorts. I love to feel the play of his muscular body between my legs, my fingers twined in his mane with his spine rubbing my swollen clit. No one else can come near him and he is very protective of me almost as if I were part of the herd, perhaps his own personal mare. Sometimes when we go for a long ride the lather on his body is indistinguishable from the wet cream flowing from my wet pussy. The strong smell of horse and my sex is a powerful aphrodisiac that never fails to excite me to the limit of endurance. I used to wish he were a man or maybe a centaur of legend, but no more, because I now know that he’s my perfect soul mate.

Today is the day to take our relationship to the next level. After riding for about an hour I rein in and dismount patting him and telling him how much I love him. He buts he with his head a couple of times as usual then
puts his nose in my crouch and blows his hot breath between my legs. I remove my clothes as I stand before him, my nipples are so hard they hurt and the juices are leaking from my pussy. The smell must draw him because he again puts his nose between my legs and the velvety softness is maddening to me. I walk him for a while then remount.