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Margret is a 43 year old account executive with an international company out of New Jersey. She had grown up in Nebraska, on her father’s farm. She always remembered those days fondly, riding her horse in her carefree days long since gone after her father’s early death while he was an early teen.. Her mother had moved them back to the East Coast to be closer to family. Margret eventually went to college, graduated with honors, and found herself with a well paying job that allowed her travel for business. She was constantly busy, never really had time to establish any relationship, much less marry, so Margret found herself always between men, sexually frustrated and perpetually needy. She had her toys, but they were just a means of temporary diversion. She longed for a good fucking- something she rarely found even when she had the time to socialize. She immersed herself in online porn a few evenings a week, finding herself in a cycle of desiring more excitement, danger, even fantasizing with a taboo video now and then.

One late evening she found herself down a rabbit hole of videos when she came across a video of a woman and a horse. She was naturally shocked at first, but in the coming days- memories flooded back of her youth and her favorite horse. She remembers it had a cock, but at the time she never really paid it that much notice. As an adult however, the video captured her imagination, wondering why she had never had more curiosity about such things as a girl.. As the days passed, her thoughts drifted back to the horse video and she felt drawn to see more..  That evening, she found more videos of women and horses, and simply couldn’t imagine how that must be to actually experience. She found herself cumming to the thought of touching a horse cock, and rubbing it against her body.

Over the next week she had been kept too busy to explore more videos, but every once in a while a thought during the day would creep into her imagination.. She became increasingly anxious for the next opportunity to watch more videos. The next Tuesday evening, she found herself in bed with her laptop, her imagination running wild in her mind, her fingers running wild on her clit. After one video finished, an ad on the side of the screen caught her attention. Vaughn’s Horse Farm for Women. Naturally, her curiosity was peaked. She wouldn’t have given it a second thought on any other website, but on a porn site…? She clicked on the link to the website and discovered there was a private farm that was a Bed & Breakfast, that allowed women to spend time with the horses over a weekend. It was subtle, yet pretty clear that there was a sexual undertone to the place. There was a waiting list, and a vetting process- not anyone could just show up- they in fact didn’t even publish their location other than being in  Ohio.. Privacy and discretion were at a premium. She closed the laptop, and dreamt about the farm in her sleep that night. The next day, she couldn’t get it out of her mind. She left work early to go home to find out more. She practically panicked as she couldn’t find the ad again. She spent several hours clicking and moving around to different beast websites hoping to find the ad again.  Finally, to her almost giddy excitement she found it. Re-reading the details, it was expensive, almost $6,000 for the weekend, but they guaranteed privacy and discretion for their clients. In her excitement, she decided she would fill out the application. “It couldn’t hurt” she thought, “I don’t have to go, or actually partake,” she decided, knowing she would probably chicken out anyway.
After a long personal questionnaire, she logged off, letting her dreams take over again that night.

Weeks had gone by, and Margaret had eventually forgotten about it as work had gotten so busy, she was too exhausted in the evenings after getting home to play or explore online. One afternoon, just after a meeting, she got an email notification on her personal email. She opened her email to find,
“From: Vaughn’s Farm
Subject: Acceptance

Ms. Weldon, after reviewing your application and background check, you have been accepted for a weekend at our farm. Due to high demand this is a limited offer, it will not be extended to a different time. This weekend, from Friday evening to Sunday afternoon, you are cordially invited to spend time on our grounds. A room and all meals are included in our price, as is a guided introduction on Friday evening. After that you may explore the grounds and enjoy as you wish within the rules provided in the agreement included.
We look forward to seeing you on Friday

~Vaughn and Staff”.

Holy shit, Margaret thought to herself. I can’t really do this, can I? She spent the rest of her day in a fog, the email etched into her mind. She read it at least twenty times between then and turning out the light that evening in bed. “No. I simply can’t.” she decided.

The next morning, it was more of the same. She couldn’t shake the thought. That day her boss had to ask her a question three times before she managed a terrible reply. After the meeting she stayed in the conference room, hands sweating. Finally, she opened her laptop, clicked on the email again, and accepted the invite.

The next few days passed quickly, and she boarded a Friday afternoon flight to Ohio, an 8 hour drive just a bit much to make by car. She rented a car at the airport, and followed the instructions she had been sent. She needed the instructions, as the long winding dirt roads weren’t on the GPS map. She felt good knowing there indeed would be privacy at what was obviously a pretty secluded place. She pulled up to the unmistakable main farmhouse- a very modern, large farmhouse actually.. There were 2 other vehicles parked in front. She wondered if they were guests, or ‘staff’. She parked, and tried to gather some courage to get out of the car. Just as she reached for the handle, an older gentleman exited the house. He must have been about 50-60 years old- it was hard to tell. His short gray hair and a neatly trimmed beard indicated that he was on the older end, but it was clear he was in great physical shape, which pointed to a little younger. He wore a smile and greeted Margaret as she got out of the car. “Welcome, Margret, I assume? I’m Vaughn”  She shyly nodded. “Let me get your bags and show you to your room. I’ll let you get settled for a bit before giving you a tour”.  His reassuring voice helped put her at ease. “Thank you, that sounds great. Please call me Maggie.”

Maggie settled into her lovely room, but was fidgety as soon as she finished unpacking. She didn’t want to seem too anxious, but simply couldn’t sit in her room long. She decided she would go downstairs to get her tour. She wasn’t in the grand room very long before Vaugn greeted her again. “It’s ok Maggie. Most women are nervous- but there’s no need to be. So… in case you hadn’t guessed, yes there are two other guests here, you may or not see each other much- that’s up to you all. Generally our guests meet in the open bar to unwind and chat- but that’s only if you’d like. The grounds are almost completely open for you to explore. Let’s go for a walk.”

Vaughn showed Maggie the grounds, which buildings were stables and which were accessory buildings. Finally, he walked her into the stables. There were about 20 stalls in the large pole building. Neat, clean, and orderly, the building didn’t look like any ‘barn’ she had ever known.. “We’ve got 12 stallions here, there are several mares in the other stables. You can ride the mares if you desire, but the stallions keep busy…uh…with other things.” he said with a sly smile.  Maggie blushed, eager to see one of the horses. Vaughn walked her halfway down the row to an open stall.. Inside was a pretty blonde woman, about 30 years old, brushing down the muscled horse inside.  “This is Hercules, and Rana. I’m going to leave you with Rana for a bit, I have something to check on.”  The girl smiled at Maggie. “Hello”, she said invitingly. “Come on over and say hello.”

Maggie marveled at the stallion, petting his nose. She and Rana talked for a bit, and it was clear Rana knew some things about her- they had done their homework on her. Maggie appreciated that, and was much more at ease. “So what do you think,” Rana said, her head nodding towards Hercule’s cock. Maggie tried not to giggle or look flustered. “Honestly, that’s the biggest cock I’ve ever seen.”  Rana laughed. “Yes, he’s…well endowed…though not the largest we’ve got.” Maggies eyes opened wide. “No…shit…?” Rana smiled, “No shit.” Rana put down her brush and took the cock in her hand, stroking it. The horse snorted lightly at the touch. “Come on over here. I’m sure he’d love to have you hold him.” Maggie bit her lip. She looked around, almost as if to see if anyone was watching. Rana laughed, “Really, it’s ok.”  Maggie took the end of the cock in her hands gently. Rana instructed, “You’re not going to hurt him, trust me. Give him a few strokes, see if he reacts to you.”  Maggie’s gaze was fixated on the cock in her hands. She began stroking him, her small hands together barely able to get around the girth.  Hercules snorts. “See?” Rana said, “He likes it.”

Maggie beamed. This was fun- something new, exciting. Rana continued, knowing how to put Maggie at ease, having done this with new guests over a hundred times. “Go ahead and kneel down under him. Get a good look.”  Maggie felt a little self-conscious and awkward, but Rana made her feel that it was normal. She got down on her knees, still stroking the long cock in front of her. “Go ahead,” Rana instructed. “Kiss it, lick it. Suck on it. Believe me, he loves it.” A little color went out of Maggie's face. She couldn’t believe she was doing this, but a combination of excitement and curiosity, mixed with Rana’s reassurances, helped Maggie get comfortable with the thought. She gave the head a quick kiss, and when nothing happened, another. Soon she was rubbing the flared head across her cheeks and lips. “There you go!” Rana said almost excitedly. Maggie tried to fit the cock in her mouth, but could barely get much of it- there was simply too much girth. Rana said, “We’ve got some smaller stallions that you can get in your mouth… we’ll see them tomorrow”, she promised.

“Yes, tomorrow” a voice said from behind her. Maggie recognized Vaughn’s voice, realizing he returned “But for now…we have a tradition around here.” Maggie continued stroking the cock as she turned her head to look at Vaughn. He continued, “Your first horse…on your first night. Make him cum in your mouth. If you can swallow it all, we give you half off your stay with us.” Before she could think much about it, Rana chimed up, “You’re a natural, girl. You can do it.”  Maggie looked back at the flare in front of her, not seeing the exchange of winks between Vaughn and Rana. Maggie had swallowed cum before, it wasn’t a big deal. She certainly didn’t need half off the expensive visit, she made plenty of money…but that challenge… part of the reason she was successful in business was that drive to compete…

As Maggie thought for a minute, she said, “I…I really didn’t expect so much…so fast…this is all new….but…”  That trailing ‘but…’ told Vaughn and Rana she had already accepted the challenge. Maggie put the cock to her lips and began stroking the cock towards her mouth with a little more vigor, getting a sense for the horse. Hercules sensed he was going to be ejaculated by this new woman, and gave another snort.  Soon, Maggie found herself in a place she never imagined. Stroking the cock, licking it, and sucking on the tip, she quietly begged. “Come on boy…give it to me…”  Rana watched intently with a smile. “Long firm strokes, Maggie.” she coaxed her guest.  Maggie didn’t hesitate with the instructions. The horse whinnied, and Rana said excitedly, “Here he cums!”  Maggie stuffed the flared tip against her open mouth and prepared to drink in the warm fluid, wondering how it would taste…

An explosion of cum hit Maggie's mouth and she felt her mouth might explode. She gulped hard, and again, but it was too much too fast. She had woefully underestimated how much this horse could cum. She tried to salvage the challenge by continuing to swallow, but in doing so couldn’t take a breath. Cum spurted from her nose and mouth as Hercules continued to cum. The seal between her mouth and the flare was broken, and now semen poured over her face, and down her neck and all over her silk top.  Maggie gagged as she realized she failed the challenge, and wasn’t sure if she should spit or swallow what was left in her mouth. A little of both, she decided. Covered in cum, she stood up, shaking cum off her hands. Vaughn brings her a towel and says, “A valiant effort my dear. No worries, though- no one’s ever won this challenge. “I expect not,” Maggie says, unable to not laugh at herself. “I’d like to meet the woman who can.” Maggie towels off as best she can, quickly realizing getting clean from a towel alone was a futile effort.  Vaughn says, “Let’s get you back to your room, a nice hot shower awaits you.”

They walk back, and Maggie laughs at the mess, realizing she should have known. Still, it was quite the experience and she began looking forward to Saturday, and what that may bring.  Vaughn  leads her into the house, and down the hall toward the bar lounge. He stops at the entrance, and puts his hand on Maggie's back, turning her to look into the room. Maggie was mortified for a second as she saw two women with filled wine glasses look over at her with a smile. Vaughn quickly interjects, “Maggie this is Kate and Megan, our other two guests this weekend.” Maggie looks like she wants to crawl into a corner. Kate says, “We see you didn’t complete the challenge either,” she laughs. “Neither of us did either!” Megan says, raising her glass. “Clean yourself up girl, and come tell us about it.”  Hearing they had embarrassed themselves in a similar fashion put Maggie a little more at ease. “I..I’ll do that.” she said, adding, “I want to hear about yours though!”  “Abso-lutely girl!” Kate replies. “Drinks await!”  Vaughn walks her to her room, and leaves her to clean up. As she showers, Maggie thinks, “This might just be a great weekend.”

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