When they got back from breakfast, Susie was in very high spirits. She couldn't believe that Paul loved horses so much. How she would love to work on a farm like this, breeding horses and raising foals. And of course, *loving* the horses.

Paul showed Susie the lab and proceeded to explain the assembly of the A.V. as he worked on it. "The temperature needs to be between 44 and 48 degrees Celsius for an optimum collection. This little filtering screen will separate the gel-fraction from the sperm-rich fraction during collection. The gel isn't necessary for fertilization and only makes the sample difficult to handle."

"Yes, I've read about that." Susie knew from her escapade a few nights before just how difficult stallion gel could be. Why, the stuff was worse than egg white on a linoleum floor.

"OK, let's get Sasha up here while the A.V. stabilizes temperature. I'll lead King in after you at a respectable distance."

Susie led Sasha up to the breeding barn and tied her to the breeding stocks. As Paul entered the barn, King spotted Sasha and gave her a loud trumpet call, eying her sideways as Paul led him into the corner to be washed. Sasha spread her legs wide and released a torrent of urine as she prepared to be bred. "Have you ever washed a stallion before?" Paul asked.

"No. But just tell me what to do and I'll do my best." Susie replied as she eyed King's rapidly growing erection.

"OK, King's pretty clean right now. I just washed him a couple of days ago, so we'll just use water. Take a wad of that damp cotton from the wash bucket and swab his penis down. Start at the tip and work your way along the shaft to the base. If you go the other way, you'll just drag dirty smegma forward onto the glans."

Susie began dutifully swabbing King's penis with the cotton. King responded predictably by humping his hindquarters and rewarding Susie with copious squirts of pre-cum and a plenty of tail-flagging.

"Now take the tip of your little finger and run it inside his urethral diverticulm. I know he doesn't have any stallion beans, but it's good to check anyway. Good, now squeeze a fresh piece of cotton out and pat his glans and shaft dry. Great. Now, I want you to take King's shank firmly and lead him to the phantom straight on," Paul said as he handed Susie King's lead rope. "If he gets too far forward on the phantom, give him a little pressure on the shank to get his attention."

Paul hefted the A.V. and gave Susie the go-ahead to lead King to the phantom. **Aw, fuck!** thought King. **I wanna mount Sasha! Oh well, the plastic pony's almost as good.**

King hopped up on the phantom and began thrusting in earnest. Paul reached over the top of his penis and guided it into the A.V. King hunched up his hindquarters and redoubled his efforts.

Susie had King on a firm lead as she listened to him pump into the A.V. His grunts and groans near her left ear did not go unnoticed. Susie found herself getting very turned on as she felt her nipples crinkle. Here in her control was one of the most powerful and sexually oriented animals on the planet. An animal who's primary and driving function was to breed mares several times a day for months on end. She snapped back to the job at hand when King let out a loud, long groan and started dropping his nose down onto the phantom. Paul lowered the end of the A.V. so that the semen would run into the collection bottle, King's tail flagging up and down as he dutifully made his deposit.

When King had finished ejaculating, Paul quickly hung the A.V. on a hook with the collection bottle downward and swabbed King's diminishing penis off with cotton. King slowly slid off the phantom, slightly glassy- eyed. "Let's tie King outside and take a look at the semen under the microscope," Paul said.

"Well, he's sure fertile," Paul pronounced. "His concentration and motility are way up. Pretty good for so early in the season. I'll just run the sample through the densimeter to get an accurate sperm count."

After running the densimeter, Paul stated, "This sample is so high in concentration that he could easily breed ten or fifteen mares off of that single collection! That King's one fertile boy," Paul stated proudly.

Susie and Paul led Sasha and King back to their respective paddocks. Sasha dribbling urine as she attempted to interest King into what she so desperately wanted. King knew better than to act up when he was being led away from the breeding barn. He acted the perfect gentleman as Paul led him back to his paddock.

After Sasha was put away, Paul asked, deadpan, "So, what do you think? Could *you* work in a place like this?"

Susie was taken aback. Did he just offer me a *job*? We just met! she thought as several conflicting replies went through her head.

"When do I start," Susie replied almost too quickly.

**********

Paul offered Susie almost twice what she was earning at the diner to start, he also offered her a very comprehensive benefits plan. Of course, one benefit wasn't mentioned... It was almost too good to be true. She gave her job at the diner her two weeks notice and told her family about her good fortune.

"I don't know dear," her mother protested. "You just got your job at the diner a few months ago."

"I know, mom. But this is what I've always wanted to do. I can get a job at a diner anytime. Opportunities like this don't grow on trees. His farm is brand new. It's not likely that he'll be closing his doors anytime soon."

"I suppose you know what you want," her mother said resignedly. "As long as you're happy, I guess that's what really counts."

Later on that night, Susie decided to make her way to Paul's farm and pay King another visit. What was it that Paul had said? "King could easily breed ten or fifteen mares off of that single collection." Surely he's got plenty of steam left after this morning.

Susie pedaled her way towards Paul's farm in the pale moonlight. Its quarter-light gave the crisp night air a sort of surreal feel to it. She could see King's paddock coming up in the distance.

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The day's proceedings left Paul with several thoughts on his mind. He now had a competent person who wasn't afraid of stallions to help him during the breeding season. As an added bonus, she was actually quite pretty, with a figure to match. Thinking about her holding King with him happily thrusting into the A.V. left Paul extremely horny. Also, Sasha hadn't been satisfied after her morning services either.

Paul threw on his robe and made his way out to the mare barn. He saw King standing next to the fence and walked over to him. "Hello, big guy! How was your day? How'd you like being handled by Susie today. She's a looker, isn't she?" To this King stared at Paul and then began to nuzzle his cheek and chin. Paul reached up to King's neck and gave him a strong scratching along the side of his neck and withers. Patting him one last time, Paul gave King a baby carrot from his robe pocket and made his way to the mare barn.

As he entered the barn, he was welcomed by the warmth of the heated barn and the smell of freshly-bedded stalls. There was also the musky scent of horses in the air. Sasha poked her head out of her stall and nickered a greeting to him. "Hello, girl. Did you miss me?" Paul said as he rubbed her on the forehead. Almost immediately, the other two mares heads appeared at their stall doors and beckoned Paul to them. Paul gave Sasha a carrot and then went to greet the other two mares. "Hi, Belle! Hi, Mandy! Are you two happy to see me? Oh, you know I've got some carrots for you, don't you?" Belle and Mandy nuzzled Paul in turns as they vied for his attention. After a thorough scratching for both of them, he gave them each a carrot and returned to Sasha.

Paul entered her stall and Sasha snuffled his pockets looking for another carrot. Paul didn't really like to encourage his horses to try and pick his pockets, but he let Sasha get away with it this time. Sasha was munching away on her carrot as Paul hugged, scratched and kissed her in all her favorite spots. When Paul began scratching her on her stomach, she stopped chewing and craned her neck in ecstasy. Paul kept his scratching up for a few minutes and then went to the tack room for the milk crate.

Sasha had finished her carrot and looked at Paul questioningly. He embraced her neck and she returned her affection by giving him a long, hard pony hug. Paul kissed her along the cheek and then kissed her along the side of her muzzle. Sasha nuzzled Paul and then licked him on the cheek and chin. They began to French-kiss deeply.

**********

Susie arrived at King's paddock and looked around for him. He was nowhere to be seen. She hid her bike in the bushes by the road and cautiously made her way up the drive. When she reached King's stall, she saw King in the corner of his paddock nearest the mare barn. King gave her a nicker of recognition and approached her. Susie reached up to pet King when she heard a sound from the mare barn.

"Oh, no!" She hadn't thought that anyone would be out at this hour. She hid in the shadows and listened. When no one was forthcoming, she quietly made her way towards the mare barn and approached it from the side opposite Paul's house. She stopped behind one of the runs that led into the large paddock and listened. Yes, the sounds were definitely coming from inside this one. She put her ear to the wall and listened. From within she could make out the distinct sounds of *lovemaking*. She could hear long groans punctuated by rhythmic slapping sounds. These were drowned out by louder sounds of "Uhn, uhn." Then back to the slapping sounds. The slapping increased in pace for about a minute when finally the slapping ceased in a duet of groaning. Whoever was inside sure was having a great time. Susie found herself extremely envious, horny, and in need of some release. Hopefully, the two lovebirds would finish up in there and go home, Susie thought.

Shortly thereafter, the door to the barn opened and a man emerged. >From the shadows, Susie could make out Paul's face framed in the light of the doorway. She found herself feeling deeply jealous. Paul had a girlfriend! And he had just boffed her in the barn!

"Good night, girls," Paul said as he closed the door and made his way back to the house.

"Girls?" Susie thought as she watched Paul walk towards the house. "He's got *more than one in* there? God damn him!" She waited for them to come out so she could see how pretty they were, compared to her. And she waited. And waited. And *waited!* "So why aren't they leaving with him?", she thought After waiting all that while, Susie could hear no more sounds from the barn. "Why were they staying inside?" she thought. "Surely they should be coming out by now." After ten minutes of waiting, Susie was convinced that nobody was coming out of the barn. She slowly made her way to the door and opened it a crack. Peering in cautiously, she could see nobody inside the barn. She opened the door further and slowly took a step inside. There was nobody there! Sasha peered at her from within her stall and then made her way to her door. Sasha's tail was curled over her back in a tremendous arc. It was curled so far over that it nearly lay flat on her backbone. "*Could*...it...*be*?" Susie thought. Sasha nuzzled Susie's warm shoulder and sighed. Steeling herself, Susie opened Sasha's stall door and stepped in, closing the door behind her. Looking behind at Sasha's hind end left no doubt in her mind. In the light of Sasha's stall, Susie could see a long streamer of semen dribbling from Sasha's vulva. Sasha was still winking her clitoris in and out as if she had just been bred. "What do you mean 'as if'," Susie told herself. "Sasha *had* just been bred. By *Paul*!"

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As Paul was preparing to take a shower, a chime interrupted the silence. Something had just set off barn security. A quick check of the monitors revealed a person's back framed in the doorway. Switching to the other camera confirmed that it was a woman. "Can it be?" thought Paul nervously. Zooming in framed the side of Susie's face just as she was preparing to enter Sasha's stall. "Oh, SHIT!" Paul thought. "I'm busted! Just what is she *doing* up here at this time of night?"

The camera showed Susie leaving Sasha's stall and then the barn.

**********

Wandering out of the mare barn. Susie quietly shut the door behind her. Careful not to leave anything out of place. The incident with Paul left her mind in a fog. She had happened upon a person who loved horses like she loved horses. Should she approach Paul about it? Would he be angry that she had found out?

King was waiting for her at the near corner of his paddock where she had last seen him. Susie absentmindedly gave him a quick scratch along the side of his neck. She then began to make her way back to the bushes where her bicycle was hidden.

**She's making her way to our trysting spot!** King thought excitedly. Nickering to her, he made his way along the fence line, encouraging the *mystery mare* to hurry up.

When they had arrived at the bushes, King's penis was already partially dropped from its sheath. He craned his neck over the top railing of the fence and made soliciting noises to Susie.

Susie shrugged off her sweater and hung it on a nearby branch. As she neared King, his vocalizations became more persistent. "Easy, boy," Susie soothed as she scratched King's ribs. King responded by pressing his side against the fence railings. "My, you're a quick learner, aren't you boy?" Susie asked teasingly. "Well, if you don't mind skipping the foreplay, neither do I," Susie said as she reached for King's now impressive shaft. It was all of eighteen inches long and over three inches in diameter.

Making a quick mental calculation, Susie thought to herself, "I *can* suck on him for a while if I don't let him flare inside of my mouth." Susie had seen King's glans two nights previous swell to over six inches in diameter as he had ejaculated on her hand and arm. She was a little nervous about the prospect of what she proposed. "Timing," she thought. "Keep cool and everything will be OK."

She had a firm grip on King's glans as he slapped it upwards on his belly. Thrusting a few times, King rewarded Susie with copious amounts of clear pre-cum. Susie raised it to her lips and tasted it. The slightly salty fluid had Susie's pussy flowing with its own love juices. Before she had time to reason herself out of it, Susie leaned over and licked King's glans and diverticulum. King let off with a few strong spurts of pre-cum which Susie eagerly consumed. Caught up in the moment, Susie engulfed his entire glans in her mouth and started sucking. King made low grunts as he attempted to thrust his length down Susie's throat. Making gagging sounds, Susie quickly removed herself from the horny stud's knob.

"Wow!" Susie exclaimed, as pre-cum dribbled down her chin. She was so overwhelmed by King's thrusting that she had nearly choked on his pre-cum. Never had Susie's tonsils been so thoroughly probed. She had to control how deeply King thrusted or she would risk some serious damage. Another quick mental calculation and Susie grasped King's shaft about five inches behind the tip of his glans. This time her hand would limit his penetration. Again, she began licking his glans and swallowing the spurts of pre-cum as King offered them to her. "He must have an unlimited supply of the stuff!" Susie thought as she swallowed. Susie decided to try sucking him off once again. Engulfing his glans, she began licking and sucking in earnest. King's humping, now limited by Susie's left hand, was now just manageable. King began to hump more sporadically and then started lowering his haunches. About this time, Susie began to feel King's glans swelling to alarming proportions. Her jaw began to expand to its limit as she just managed to extract her mouth from his glans.