This is a short work of erotic fiction containing furry, or anthropomorphic, characters, which are animals that either demonstrate human intelligence or walk on two legs, for the purposes of these tales. It is a thriving and growing fandom in which creators are prevalent in art and writing especially.
Please note that all characters are clearly over eighteen and written as such in all stories.
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David tried not to look too much, but the mare caught his attention. A good foot taller than him, she dwarfed him easily at six and a half foot in height, a bay beauty whose coat of glistening hair was often shiny and darkening with sweat. Whereas he was trying to find something for himself on the cardio machines at the gym, sweating off a few extra pounds for the sake of his personal health and wellbeing, she was into weightlifting. It was easily showing in her muscled stature, biceps and triceps defined, even a six pack of abs on show, as if she was trying to make a point of how much she had worked on her physique.
However, David did not know that Sara the anthro mare had eyes on him too, though she was a little more discreet in watching him from under her thick forelock between sets. Even without talking, something blossomed between them, a tease from a distance, though the man in his thirties was easily outclassed by her in all her bay-coated glory.
"Hey, David."
He jumped, startled, letting go of the handle where he'd been sitting on the rowing machine, taking a break after an intense burst that had left his heart pounding. Yet the sight of the mare looming above him made his heart pound even more, her sports attire tight and revealing, even if she might not have considered that it showed the thicker bulge between her thighs.
"Er... Hey..."
She smiled, but she hadn't gotten to where she was in life without a little confidence, settled in her body.
"Fancy staying back with me?" She murmured, her voice low enough so that no one else, even in the late evening, would hear them. "I'll make it worth your while."
Truthfully, she could have very much not made it worth his while and David would have still found himself tucked away in the women's locker room, the mare's lips folding sensually over his.
"Ohhh..."
"Shush, you gotta be quiet, lovie."
Sara grinned, her dark eyes alight and sparkling, though her mane was still ruffled and a little sweaty from working out -- not that either of them cared about that. It was too easy for her to dominate, looming over him, towering even as they stood there, his chin tipped up to meet her face to face, or at least as close as they could with the difference in their heights.
She took his hand, feeling his eagerness, letting him grope what was far more in his reach than either her face and neck, though the spill of her dark mane down the length of it was sensual too. The man would take what he could get, however, as his heart hammered and leapt within his chest, more fervent than it had ever been in any kind of exercise prior.
David hadn't thought that her taking him on as a client would have ever ended up so sweetly, though she had only revealed later that she was the owner of the gym. Which was how they could be there after hours, even after the other staff members had left for the day, his lips on hers, his hands guided to her crotch.
"Ohhh..." He blushed, shaking his head, quivering in place. "You're so big..."
It felt like stating the obvious to him -- was that even something that Sara would like to hear? But the big bay mare only chuckled throatily, dropping another kiss on his lips, tongue darting out to play against his, though it was much thicker and fleshier than a human tongue.
"Don't worry, doll, this is all just you and me... And I think there's something you want to do down there..."
She had to flex her hocks so that she was not too high for him as David dropped, trembling, to his knees. It was the best place for him, really, but her pulling down her sports shorts revealed a throbbing hard-on of horse cock. He moaned deep in the back of his throat as the monster of her meat slipped out, a neat sheath allowing it to spill forth, thick and heady, the tip flattening out as it grew, unlike a human length. For good measure, the mare pulled her sports bra off too, moaning at the relief that gave her, her large breasts and darker bay hair covering most of the light scarring there, but not all of it. It might have been different if she had been a grey or a white equine, but presenting herself as she was had changed her life so much that she never would have had it any other way.
To be comfortable in one's skin... Wasn't that what everyone was looking for?
"Give it a kiss, David, I know you want to."
She teased him, not having to expend much energy at all to tease him, tail swishing behind her as she shifted her weight from hoof to hoof. Although she had only gotten off, by her own paw, that morning, the length of horse meat throbbed wantonly, her paw playing across it, offering the tip, complete with a smear of pre-cum, to his lips.
David could have said no, but it was too difficult to think of anything else other than his lust as his cock tented out his gym shorts, much looser and less form-fitting than Sara's. With the weight he'd lost there, still more to come, his shorts were a little baggier than they had been, light around the hips, his cock having plenty of room to stand out. Yet it could not be as large as Sara's length, the horse cock pressing so very sweetly against his lips.
But he had to tell her.