Marti Meets A Centaur Girl

It was a beautiful day. Clear skies, perfect temperature with a mild breeze. The birds were singing, woodland animals scurrying about, and the mountain views were breathtaking.

Marti, her twin brother Martin (Marty for short... mom and dad thought they were so clever) and her friends had saved up throughout their college years to be able to take a summer-long European vacation as a way to celebrate graduation before beginning their work lives.

Today they were hiking in a magnificently idyllic forest in Greece. As she took it in, Marti thought it reminded her of mythical woods from childhood stories... truly magical. She was soon to discover the validity of that thought.

She had become separated from the group, but she did not really mind. Bonnie's incessant giggling and Jimmy's nearly constant narrative on their surroundings and every other issue sometimes ruined the beauty of things. Marti was not one to mind solitude. She would stumble onto them soon enough, and if not, she would see them back at the hotel. In the meantime, she was very happy to simply enjoy the sights and sounds of nature. Of an area which had been occupied since ancient times, yet somehow seemed untouched.

As she strolled aimlessly, she was surprised when she felt a gradually increasing arousal, an incredible need she had never experienced before. What the fuck? There was nothing and nobody here to make her horny, and she had not been thinking about sex at all. Yet suddenly, she felt a tingle all over... her pussy was soaked to the point she was afraid it would look as if she had wet herself. Her little nipples were almost painfully erect, making her wish she had at least worn a fucking bra today. Normally it was not an issue... she was not flat chested, but she was not well-endowed either. But her nips were screaming for attention.

OMG. If she'd been alone in her room, she would have masturbated. As it was, she decided to pull her panties off under her sundress. Maybe her dampness and the scent of her arousal would not be so obvious.

She walked on, confused but still enjoying the scenery. Then she spotted some different "scenery."

Several yards off, on the other side of a clearing, she saw a hedge row. Just the other side of the hedge row she saw the upper body of what the most beautiful woman was likely she had ever seen. Long dark hair dropped like a mane from her head, her facial features were classically sensual. The upper portion of her bare breasts were visible. Damn, this woman had to be tall to be seen over the hedges.

Marti spoke hesitantly, "H-hello?"

The woman replied, "Hello. What a beautiful creature you are..."

Marti felt compelled to approach. When she rounded the hedges, she gasped... the woman was a Centaur... or a Centaurori... a female Centaur. Her sensuality, her immense power, was beyond amazing.

Against her will, Marti recalled all the memes she had seen about female centaur... the "age old" question... where was the powerfully beautiful creature's vagina?? Beneath her front legs? Or between her rear legs??

Marti was not a lesbian. Yet she was drawn to this creature irrevocably. She found herself speaking, "Take me..."

The creature responded compassionately, "My name is Daphne... if you are certain, you must call me by name..."

Marti was overwhelmed, "Daphne... please, let me serve you..." Marti quickly pulled her flimsy sundress off.

Marti sensed the creature's sensuality, realizing its vagina was indeed between her front legs. Marti had never before performed cunniligus but was drawn to do so now. She lay down before the Centaurori, beckoning Daphne to crouch down and to place her vagina over her mouth. Daphne did so, and soon Marti was tonguing her first labia. They were large, puffy, but not hairy at all. They were, however, very moist. The creature's clitoris was large and swollen, easy to find. Obviously, Daphne was as aroused by Marti as the human was by her.

Marti had never performed cunnilingus before, but a couple of past boyfriends had given her head, so she knew what to do... what she liked. So, she traced Daphne's labia tenderly, eliciting a moan of pleasure. She sucked each of the creature's nether lips into her mouth one at a time, lashing it with her tongue. She drove her tongue into Daphne's vagina, trying to reach her G-spot. Again, she was rewarded with appreciative sighs and mewling.

When at long last she began sucking the creature's bud into her mouth, lashing it back and forth, up and down with her tongue, alternating between a flattened and a pointed tongue, Daphne let out shrieks that seemed to be a cross between orgasmic feminine cries and a whinny. Marti's face was covered in cum as the creature's orgasms caused both of their bodies to tremble, one with release, the other with need. Marti hoped Daphne would take care of her too.

Then she felt it. Her daddy's baritone voice echoed in her mind, "Never assume, or you make an ass out of you and me."

The creature was so beautiful, and the humorous memes had set the image in her mind so definitively, that she HAD assumed.

And now the horse cock which had been hanging heavily between the creature's back legs was extremely tumescent and pressing against Marti's womanhood, demanding entrance.

Marti stopped what she was doing to look down at it. He eyes grew wide. It looked like a human penis, with a large, spongy flared head, but it was fucking huge! Marti desperately wanted it inside her, but at the same time was terrified.

Daphne spoke tenderly, "I promise to be gentle... I will not hurt you. But please... please don't stop what you were doing..."

Marti decided she would just have to trust in the creature's benevolent nature, she needed to cum more than she ever had. Her need was feral.

So, she returned to loving Daphne's clitoris and soon felt the huge head press firmly against her until it entered her with a "pop."

And she was screaming into the womanhood above her, the first mythologically strong orgasm overtaking her. Then the phallus slowly sank deeper into her, filling her completely, stroking across her G-spot, sending her into ecstatic, orgasmic delirium.

Daphne WAS careful. She knew she could easily use the power of her shanks to drive into the human female, through her vaginal walls and into her torso, using her corpse to gain relief. But of course, she could not do that. She would have to take her pleasure slowly, knowing she could only feel this beauty on half of her cock. Her animalistic lust wanted more, but her humanity-maintained control.

So she sawed tenderly in and out, enjoying the building sensations on her cock head at the same time Marti continued lapping at her clit hungrily... the woman's enthusiasm fueled by the continuous orgasms Daphne was giving her.

Finally, after over half an hour, Daphne felt her penile orgasm nearing. Combined with Marti's oral attentions, her orgasms overtook her cock and her pussy at the same time, a rare treat. She cried out joyously.

After her first copious shot of semen fired into the human's womanhood, the woman screaming in orgasm also, Daphne had the presence of mind to pull herself out of the woman, the amount of ejaculate Daphne would release would have been too much, and she knew it. Instead, rope after rope after rope of her cum covered Marti head to crotch.

When they had both recovered from their bliss, Marti wipe some of the thick milky fluid from her eyes and mouth, looked down at herself completely coated in it and began laughing. "I was disappointed when you pulled out... but I guess I gotta thank you!"

Daphne smiled, "Climb aboard. There is a brook nearby where you can wash up."

Marti swung onto Daphne's back, feeling like a cum-covered Lady Godiva as she rode the creature to the creek.

Marti slid off and into the gently roiling waters, letting the current wash the goop away and cleanse her. Daphne bent down and allowed the water to do the same to her private parts, then asked Marti to help with her back.

As they did so, they chatted. When Daphne asked, Marti described their trip, her twin brother and her friends. She talked about where they had been and where they were going. She asked how Centaurs managed to stay hidden for centuries, and why she had been so fortunate to catch Daphne out.

Daphne smiled. "Well, the simple answer is we have not remained hidden. We 'mythological' creatures are somewhat of an open secret here. The locals know about us... my grandfather and his friends fought with the resistance against the Nazis. The locals just do not tell others about us. As for you finding me... I guess it was fate, gorgeous."

They chatted some more, then Daphne just had to ask, "You said you have a twin brother? A male version of you??"

It did not take a genius to figure out where this was going. Marti giggled at the thought, "Do you want me to send him your way tomorrow?"

She knew she was being a bit evil pimping her brother out like this... but she truly thought he would enjoy the experience, and besides, she wanted to talk to somebody about this and nobody was going to believe her. If her brother experienced Daphne, she would have someone to who she could share her story.

In answer, Daphne blushed, her womanhood moistened, and her huge phallus became erect.

Marti glanced towards the tumescence, "You're not gonna butt fuck him, are you?"

Daphne's phallus throbbed. "Not unless he wants me to... I am not a rapist..."

So it was that the next morning Marty was strolling through the woods, taking in the breathtaking views his sister had told him about.

Suddenly, inexplicably, he found himself with the biggest, hardest, almost painful erection he'd ever had. His cargo shorts were suddenly tented and had a stain of pre-cum making his condition obvious. WTF?

And then he saw her...