Paul relaxed, feeling his body straddle Susie's chest, and looked down to see the closed eyes and dreamy face of his new love as she concentrated on trying to draw his white life cream into her gullet. He smiled slightly, enjoying the feel of his own first blowjob, and began to move his hips back and forth, as though he were trying to fuck her mouth like it was a pussy above her neck. Susie felt the motion and arched her back slightly, letting Paul's cock back out of her mouth so she could lick it like a popsicle. As his dong came free of her lips and into the air, Susie began to lick it, opening her eyes to see his for the first time in several minutes, the sight making her smile.

"Ohhh, gawd," Paul moaned, his sounds coming nonstop.

Susie grinned, letting her tongue flash the underside of his dick - which made it lift off of her lips momentarily. "You like it," she asked with a sensual smile as his prick rested on her lips.

"No, I fucking *love* it," Paul said with a breath trying to escape his body, his face breaking into a smile as he emphasized the word love with an almost reflexive tone. "Don't stop, *please*."

"Don't worry, I *won't*," Susie said teasingly, pushing her hands firm against Paul's ass, making him move up high enough to free her ample tits from underneath his backside. "But how about a change of holder, so to speak?"

Paul was puzzled by this question, until he saw his cock fit in between those beautiful mounds, those firm tits that Susie then pushed together with her hands; he never realized her hands were off his ass until he felt them begin to press her chest against his dick so she could literally jack him off with her breasts. To help matters along, she stuck her tongue out and licked the now dry but smooth donghead, then bent forward and swallowed his cock again, getting it wet the entire length as Paul helped by raising up for a moment so she could inhale and intake without being gagged.

"MMMMMmmmmmmmm," Susie mewled, shivering her head as she whirled her wet tongue back and forth in her mouth, treating his cock like it was a steel I-beam in a pool of lava. In that instant, Paul tensed - Susie's loving oral caresses had finally gotten the best of him, and his first blow job from a human female was about to strike paydirt.

The combination of her thrilling mounds, soft and jiggling yet hot and firm, and her vacuum cleaner of a mouth was more than he could even stand, let alone comprehend, and his nature took its inevitable course.

"Oh, SHITTT," he spat out as his crotch tensed and his cock hardened to its fullest in Susie's mouth. The horny girl froze for a moment in anticipation of the load coming from that pissslit: Would it be sweet, salty, bitter, revolting, milky, thin, clear....

It turned out to be forceful. Very powerful, beginning as an involuntary thrust of Paul's athletic pelvis, followed by a long, thick stream of steamy cream slamming and splashing against the back of her throat, which shut itself reflexively, allowing her mouth to take the full first cannonade of spunk. Susie's eyes shut tightly as she felt the hot liquid ricochet to the sides of her mouth, coating her cheeks which ballooned slightly in an almost primordial reaction.

As the first jet landed upon her tastebuds, Susie's clenched eyes instantly eased up as she felt an unmistakable flicker, a near hitch, of her cunt. In that moment, her own pelvis stiffened, and an electric jolt of pleasure ran up her spine with light speed.

Crash. Bang. BOOOM!! This was the *orgasm* of orgasms to her, the fire of the sun mixed with the waves of the water, the second before the great blade of the guillotine reached its mark, the eyelash before the bullet with her name on it hit her heart full square, that frozen eternity of time where the condemned feels the scaffold drop and the rope begin its unforgiving grasp around the neck...

And then Paul's second stream shot out - it had only been two seconds earlier when his first cumshot found its home - and Susie's body turned into a soaked dishrag being wrung out by hands more powerful than any vise, her cunt giving mute testimony to that feeling by leaking a stream of snatchsauce all over her now shiny wet pussy.

A thought flashed through Susie's fevered mind: I hope that's not blood I feel, she wondered to herself as she realized her period was soon to come. Paul stayed tense in her mouth, a third shot of cum now streaming into her jaws, a small amount leaking out her lips only adding to her slutty yet romantic allure. With that flex of his pecker, he began to ease back from her head slowly, his glistening penis slowly oozing from her reluctantly yielding mouth. With each millimeter of skin grazing her lips, Susie's cunt spasmed, reacting to the heat and smoothness of her new lover's tool yet wanting it to stay past her lips forever. She was so lost in reverie, Paul could have taken her head in his hands and pissed in her mouth, with animalistic fervor, and she would have swallowed him gladly.

All at once, the end of his cock found air, and Susie felt the wonderful life giving rod leave her mouth with an almost silent pop. Paul looked down and saw Susie's mouth still full with his cum, which amazed him given the fact that he had just filled Sasha's ample equine ass a little more than a half-hour earlier. Susie slowly turned her head toward her man, her mouth still opened, and smiled at him slightly, letting her tongue swim in the midst of the spunk.

That motion involuntarily gave Paul a second raging hard on, although he was too stunned with this girl's brazen talents in the art of cocksucking to notice. "Gawddamn, girl, where the hell did you learn to do this so fucking well," he asked in sheer shock.

Susie nodded with her eyes for him to lean forward, letting her tongue flash in the same moment and shovel the majority of his white treasure down to her tummy. The taste was so yummy, she thought, she'd go through a pile of horse manure just to suck that boner until it gave up its liquid lust. She couldn't have been happier...

...but then she realized Paul would love a turn at her...

...and she knew what the hell she was going to tell him if he had

the courage to ask...of course, she *had* found out he loved his

ponies like she did...

Paul rose Susie from her reverie by leaning forward and slipping his left hand behind her head, sliding it down to between her shoulders, and lifting her soft, yielding form up to his lips. He stuck out his tongue and ran it over the slight rivulets of cum that had leaked out of her lips, savoring the taste of his own spunk mixed with her own juices. Susie rose her arms instinctively and wrapped them around Paul's neck as he lifted her up, the two of them hotly frenching, trading their precious body nectars on and with their tongues.

Suddenly, Paul hugged her and rolled over onto his back, taking her to the middle of their bed. She moved gently onto him, gliding like an angel in the instant of making a decision to shed its wings forever in favor of a stronger, higher flying power.

Paul slowly worked his hands down to Susie's pants and undid the belt holding them up, two layers of cloth standing between him and his first human female cunt. Susie smiled and moved her hands down to help her new lover remove her pants. Paul grasped the jeans and panties in his hands and began to work the denim and cotton away from her skin. She felt the coolness of the air strike her flesh, and she shivered slightly, and then her pussy came into Paul's view.

He had seen them in magazines, many times before, but this was his first woman in real life. Yes, he could have bought any whore he wanted to when he was in the service, but he preferred his first time to be a real woman. And here was a girl, young and tender, waiting to be come a real woman, the kind of woman Paul always wanted.

The whiff of her snatch caught Paul's nostrils, and he leaned forward, sticking out his tounge. Susie flinched as she felt the taste buds make contact with her skinfolds, and she rolled onto her back, taking Paul with her in a reflex; she contacted the mattress and leaned back, trying to sink into the sheets like they were water.

Paul finally moved his hands upward and parted her cuntlips. For the first time he got a look inside the cavern that leads to the source of life itself. So *this* is where babies come out of, he thought to himself for a moment...wondering briefly if Susie...

He stopped thinking and moved back in, sticking out his tongue and flicking it quickly, running on instinct only, moving it over what he saw was a pearl sticking out of a fleshy hood. "OOOOOOOHHHHHH," Susie howled in obvious pleasure with the first feel of a tongue on her labiae, a feel she wanted for as long as she lived. The touch of his tastebuds on her tastepit made her squirm and turn and jump and buck and thrash and dance, like she were being electrocuted...but this shock was sooooooo good....sooooooooooo good....god, could her Paul eat a pussy, she thought. I have to ask him where he learned...

...and then she remembered Sasha...and grinned. Of course he ought to know a clit when he sees it, she thought, how could you miss a bud that big anyway??

Paul was enjoying his feminine company's reactions very nicely, and her gyrations only served to increase the pace and force of his eating. Without realizing it, Susie had begun to virtually grind her pubic bone against his upper jaw, and the cracking sound of that hard spot against his upper lip only served to get him hotter and hotter.

Susie tried her best to grind her snatch harder and harder against her honeyman's mouth, moving her hands quickly to Paul's hair. She felt the soft mane and, suddenly, gripped sheer fistfuls of his scalp, as if she were trying to pull him inside her cunt, trying to melt her meat onto his lips forever. For an instant, she thought she felt his tongue go INSIDE her pussy...and that was all it took to take her over!

"EEEEEEEAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH," she hollered with a shriek loud enough to wake the generations of dead, from mammal to insect, amoeba to dinosaur. She stiffened against the now sucking mouth of her man, as she felt Paul all but trying to vacuum her cream into his throat! It was as if he was sucking *her* cock, she thought. She flinched and bounced for a few more moments, and then went limp and blacked out.

For a moment, Susie felt nothing. No lights, no sensations, no tactile emotions...just the soft, rapid, incessant sound of her own desperate breathing, like she had ran a marathon on nothing but her sheer willpower. She had just had her cunt eaten for the first time - the first of *many* times - and she was looking forward to it being licked and sucked again and again and again...

...and especially to that time when *she'd* get the chance to foal a colt or filly of her own and feel her pussy lips spread from within...

...but now she felt something large and soft and cuddly and, yes, manly moving up her recumbent and drained form.

Something...make that some *one*...*very* manly!

Susie felt Paul slide upward and brush his body against hers. She felt Paul's hard cock sliding up her legs, like a loving snake, gliding against her downy muff, moving softly against her curls, teasing her wet and throbbing labiae - she wanted him to lift her up and impale her virgin snatch on his manhorn, like she was in a saddle designed to give her a ride she would never forget.

Paul paused a moment and, opening his eyes, looked lovingly at her.

"I want you, dear lovely lady," he said with a smile.

Susie reached down and, with a strength even she did not realize she had within her, gently clasped and grasped his hot prick, jacking it easily, moving it over her pussy, teasing him with her hot wetness. "And I want you too, honey," she said with a quiet breath, slowly rolling him on his back. With a deep breath, she moved upwards to mount his hips, like she was sitting in familar territory.

Never taking her hand off his cock, never taking her eyes from his, the girl now named Susie smiled warmly and, like he was her favorite horse, straddled Paul's groin and fit the crowned head of his hot, throbbing cock inside her female folds. He felt the oily, nectarlike wetness of woman-to-be against his glans and gasped.

Susie smiled all the more, showing her clean opaque teeth like a high priced model coming up with her latest fashion magazine cover pose. And then she wiggled her hips slightly, almost imperceptibly, and took more of his head into her cunt. Paul pushed in slightly, sliding up her channel, until he reached that magic gate of heaven called a hymen. Paul smiled broadly himself - he had found the woman of his dreams, and she had waited for him. For *him*!

They paused for a moment to get a soft breath, said "I love you" to each other at the same instant in time, and then Susie moved downward, Paul moved upward, and each became adults at long last.

If it is said that lust is the fire that burns twice as hot, then let it be said that love is the flame that comforts twice as warmly. And in that moment when Paul's cock touched Susie's private core, both realized they wanted to know that cuddling, precious warmth for as long as they drew breath upon this earth. Both froze for a second to look at each other with clear eyes, visions crystallized in this instant of no turning back the clock once the decision is made, before they gave each to the other, forever.

As Susie pushed her spine down slightly, Paul lifted his hips up gently, both hardly even making any motion. That was all they needed.

There was no tearing, no pain, no cry of horror, just a whisper of a moment when the last instant of childhood passed and the first touch of adulthood was felt. And when these two virgins finally met in the way they should have, it was with the dawning of an unquenchable light.

For the first time since he came from his mother, Paul McGregor felt himself inside a woman's womb. Granted, it was just a small percentage of his entire being, but it was enough to take every feeling he had in his body and put them all on hold to let him focus and savor this magical, mystical second.

For her side, Susie's eyes were still opened but the vision they contained was replaced by an indescribable dreaminess, a haze that smothered her consciousness and rendered her impossible to do anything else but breathe instinctively. There was no tear at that moment her Paul's cock made complete her transition from female to woman; all she felt was an energy release inside her, as though a bird were passing through the sun's rays. The more her guts felt Paul's cock, the more she returned to reality, and she slowly began to smile and look deeper into his eyes, his tear-filling eyes, his quivering lips, his trembling cheeks, his face that said *I **love** you*...

Susie, still smiling, moved slowly but surely, never hesitating, until her lips touched her man's and her hands left his to take his head for a moment before she slid her arms around his neck. As she moved to hug him, his cock moved up and down, one stroke, inside her now blazing cunt. She moved again, and felt another stroke, moved again and felt another, moved and felt, enjoying each motion and each feeling more than the first.

"Ohhh, ohh, uhh," said Paul, his eyes open but fixed and entranced, his mouth halfway agape in pleasant shock. "Ahh, ahhhh, aaaaahhhh," said Susie back to him, a smile crossing her newly-womaned face. The smile broadened as she moved up and down Paul's cock more and more, the friction serving to put more and more steel in his personal I-beam. He never dreamed how good fucking a *human* female could be; perhaps, he thought ruefully, too much equine flesh had dulled him for a moment like this.

Susie throbbed for a moment, hardly any blood showing, and then she raised upward quickly and thrust herself downward in a rapid slam. Paul's eyes went wide when he felt his woman do this, and he lost his breath at the moment of impact.

He was surprised that simple moment was too much for him.