Hello everyone. Welcome back into my imagination.

In this story, I envision a furry. My character is an anthropomorphic horse. He's a member of a small but growing population of a subspecies that resulted from an ill-fated attempt to prolong the lifespan of horses by injecting them with human DNA while they were still in the womb.

As you would expect, the result was a smaller humanoid with a horse's head atop the upper body of a human, and their lower half was the hind end of a powerfully built equine. They had human intelligence, an upright gait, and of course they could talk. Naturally, they quickly became accepted into the human population. However, inter-species marriage and procreation between humans and anthro horses was frowned upon, but it wasn't illegal.

While some anthros became successful, highly skilled, highly paid professionals, most provided employers with a large pool of anthropomorphic laborers. The sports entertainment industry also benefited, as they were able to double their portfolio of sports performed by horses. And so it was inevitable that it would become acceptable and legal to breed them, although breeding was referred to as planned population expansion.

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Alright, so get the picture. Theodore Harvester had a distinguished career as an anthropomorphic race horse. He then worked for years as the stud on Bareback Farm. Now he's retired to live out his years as a private citizen on his five acres of land designed to resemble a small horse farm. It's complete with a house shaped like a barn, a one acre lake, and two acres of pasture land. There's also a dirt track built around the perimeter of the property which he uses for running.

~

Mr. Ted had just walked into his kitchen after his early morning run. Ting-a-ling went the chime on his phone. "Who would be calling me this time of the morning," he asked to no-one, being that he lived alone. He considered checking his messages to see who might have called, but he thought better of it and continued toward his shower. If there was anything he enjoyed more than working up a sweat during his run, it was the rubdown and shower waiting for him when he was done. Therefore whoever it was that called him would have to wait.

Moments later he stood in front of a mirror buck naked checking himself out. He looked at his right profile, then turned to his left. His handsome horse face showed no signs of aging. After he'd admired his good looks for a moment or two, he inspected his coat of chestnut colored hair still gleaming with his sweat. A lifetime of running had produced a physique that still looked tight and fit.

It was his body's ability to run like the wind that had been his ticket off the small farm he grew up on. He became a champion anthro race horse, winning lots of money for his benefactors and a decent living for himself. But it was the light pink colored cock, sheathed in the dark folds of skin which delivered the prized semen from the impressive pair of nuts dangling between his legs that had earned him fame and fortune.

He used his cock to inject his potent seed into the womb of anthropomorphic mares, who were hoping to produce a fold in the image of Mr. Ted. It'd been a dream job and a fitting reward for all the money and pleasure he gifted to many when he raced. But like all good things it had to come to an end. For sure he had more good years of working as a stud and fucking for profit left in him, but he'd hung up his cock.

~

Once he was satisfied with the image he saw in the mirror, he took a long warm shower. No sooner than he'd stepped out, his First Call ringtone blared. He looked at the screen to see who was calling, while being careful not to drip water on his phone. When he saw that it was Katie, his cock began to thicken. A moment later, his First Call ringtone blared again. "Hello Katie" Ted answered warmly. "I'm just out of the shower. I need to dry myself and brush my coat. I'll call you back in a half hour." He hung up the phone without giving Katherine 'Katie' Graham a chance to speak. It probably didn't matter anyway, since she'd instantly gone into a desire induced haze as soon as he said he was naked. Technically he'd said he was just out of the shower, but in her mind's eye he was naked.

Katie had been the doctor who worked for Ted's breeder. It'd been her job to see to the health and well-being of Ted and the anthro women he mounted. Being that anthropomorphics possessed human intelligence their mating was as safe and gentle as any humans fucking. But some in the human population sought to create a distinction between the two species, by suggesting that anthro males might lose control of themselves while mating.

So as a result not only had Katie witnessed every coupling by Ted while he worked on Bareback Farm, she also accompanied him when his services were hired out to other anthro horse concerns. In all, she spent the last ten years getting to know Ted, as well as watch him sink that delicious looking ten inch cock of his, into the folds of anthropomorphic women. She'd also soaked every pair of panties that she owned while she watched him fuck.

~

Ted had waited a half hour beyond the half hour he'd told Katie it'd be before he'd call her back. He procrastinated as long as he could before calling her, because he didn't want to say yes to the request he knew was coming. He knew it'd be nearly impossible to say no to her. If he were honest, the real reason he was trying to avoid her was because he wanted her, and being around her was torture. So many days he plowed the wanton wet slits of anthropomorphic females while fantasizing about Katie. But he was a professional and approaching someone he'd have to work with so intimately seemed wrong. And now after all the years of being friends, how would she react if he suddenly made a move on her? He had too much affection and respect for her to ever take that chance, so he kept his feelings to himself.

~

Katie answered her phone on the second ring. In her mind, answering on the first ring would have exposed how desperately she wanted to hear his voice. "Hello Ted," she said pleasantly. "I'm so sorry for calling you so early, being that you're retired and all." Then she added a giggle.

"No, please don't be sorry. It's always great to hear from you at anytime. As long as you remember that I'm retired," replied Ted, lightheartedly. "And I may be retired but I'm still up at the crack of dawn, ready to attack the day."

Katie swallowed hard and her breathing became ragged when he said he was up. She immediately thought of Ted's horse cock, and how obsessed she was with it. "What a whore I am for Ted," she thought. She chuckled daintily in an effort to release the sexual tension she felt before she shared her reason for calling him. "As you may or may not know, I joined the Friends of Equines auxiliary recently. Our Co-Chair Gracie Allen, asked me to find a celebrity guest to appear at our cocktail party and fundraiser today at Red Roof Farm. Perhaps you could shake some hands and give our members and donors an opportunity to meet one of their heroes. I hope you'll do it for me."

Then she paused for a second before she asked for one more favor. "Oh, and um, it'd be super if you could wear an outfit like you use to race in; shirt, britches, ascot, the works. I'll see you there around four p m," she said in a voice so sweet and sexy, Ted's cock started leaking pre.

"Your wish is my command," replied Ted jovially, although he knew Gracie had put her up to it, he was weak for her.

Since his retirement Ted had become a favored celebrity guest at luncheons, cocktail parties, and banquets held by the well heeled wives of the owners of the local thoroughbred racing industry. As soon as Katie asked him to dress like that, he knew he'd be eye candy for the assembled group. When he attended these kinds of events there were usually ladies there who wanted to fuck him. He enjoyed the attention, and occasionally he'd accept a proposition from a neglected wife, and gift her with a good fucking by Mr. Ted.

So when he got dressed, he decided to accentuate the obvious a bit by wearing boxers instead of tucking his manhood away discreetly in a pair of briefs.

~

Later that day at Red Roof Farm, the ladies of the Friends of Equines auxiliary and their invited guests were seated under a tent setup near the stables, where the full-blooded horses are housed.

Gracie and Belle were the co-chairs of the ladies auxiliary to the Equine Owners group their husbands belonged to. They were the pampered wives of wealthy business owners and pillars of the community. They belonged to several such organizations dedicated to improving the lives of less fortunate humans, plants and animals. It just so happened that the dozen or so women in this group had an affinity for anthro horsemen. Their size of their cocks were legendary, and what better way for women at the top of the social ladder such as these ladies were, to have unquestioned access to the horsemen they secretly desired.

Due to an unforeseen vehicle pileup that backed up traffic, Ted strode into the tent right about the time everyone had been seated for dinner. By that time the ladies in the auxiliary and their guests had toured the stable, where they made adoring noises each time they were introduced to one of the three horses they'd be raising money for. They then returned to the tent, where the white jacketed wait staff made up of anthro horsemen, had served the well heeled ladies a cocktail or three, thereby lowering their inhibitions. So when Ted walked past their tables toward where Gracie and Belle were seated, all eyes were on the sinfully obvious bulge down the right leg of his stretchy racing pants.

Gracie and Belle couldn't stifle their joyful grins as they eyed the crotch of their honored guest. They stared at the clearly visible ridge that bordered the flat crown of his horse cock before he sat down next to Katie.

After daintily dabbing at the beads of sweat that had formed on their faces, Gracie and Belle smiled knowingly at each other. Across the table from them Ted was consuming a large bowl of carrots, apples, cubes, and pellets.

A few minutes later, Gracie, the wife of the owner of Bareback Farm took to the podium and lightly tapped a spoon against a glass. "Attention please ladies, it's time for our fundraiser auction. It just occurred to me that the most valuable item our auxiliary could offer today is a date with Mr. Ted. Now Ted, before you answer, may I remind you just how much it would mean to those three horses if our auxiliary could exceed our pledge to them." Her accompanying smile was warm enough to melt an iceberg.

Ted's face was expressionless, though he was shocked and surprised by what he'd heard, he didn't want to embarrass Gracie by showing it. She was the wife of George Berns, the owner of Bareback Farms, and she'd always treated Ted well. So he decided to suck it up and take one for the team, so to speak.

Gracie continued to inform the crowd of how the auction would go down. "As is our custom whatever someone bids will be considered a donation regardless of who ends up being the high bidder. And now without further adieu, I give you Belle."

Belle had a radiant smile on her face as she exchanged places with Gracie. "Hello ladies. First of all I want to thank you in advance for your generosity, on behalf of the three horses you met earlier who's lives you're about to make better. "And now let's have our opening bid for a dinner date with Mr. Ted, provided your husband approves of course." She added with a giggle.

He kept his eyes glued to Belle as she accepted bid after bid. To his surprise, after each woman bid another would outbid her. He had no idea a date with him would be so popular. In spite of having been put on the auction block under dubious circumstances, the way they'd stared at his cock had him intrigued by the possibilities of what spending the evening with one of these women might produce. Then a most unexpected thing happened when Belle said, "Going once to Missy for a bid of seven hundred and fifty dollars; going twice to Missy."

It was at that moment that Katie squeezed Ted's hand before raising her other hand to signal eight hundred dollars. She knew she'd been duped by Gracie and Belle, who figured it, was better to ask for forgiveness than permission when they decided to put Ted up for auction. Certainly a gentleman like Ted wouldn't turn them down after the fact. Katie sought to save Ted from his fate by winning the bid for him, but amazingly the bidding didn't stop until both women had reached the maximum allowed bid of one thousand dollars.

Belle's smile was absolutely radiant. "We have a tie," she exclaimed. "According to our by-laws, this calls for both ladies bidding to be awarded a date with Mr. Ted, if he is agreeable to it of course."Ted, what do you say to dinner, or dancing, or a show? All of which have been donated to us of course?"

"No pressure," she added.

And so Ted entered Missy's name to his calendar on the upcoming Saturday, and he put Katie down for the following weekend.

After the party, on the ride back to his, Katie called him to apologize profusely. She assured him she had no idea Gracie, Belle, and Missy, had that scheme in mind. She even offered to release him from having to take her on a date, but he wouldn't hear of it.

~~~

Promptly at seven thirty p m Saturday evening Missy's husband pulled his luxury sedan onto Ted's 300 feet long driveway, delivering Missy to him for their date.

Ted met them at their car, reaching for Missy's husband Jim's hand. "It's so good to see you again, Jim," said Ted as the two men shared a handshake.

"I can't thank you enough for the offspring you sired for the um, horsewomen in my employ," said Jim awkwardly.

"You're quite welcome, Jim," responded Ted dispassionately.

"Well, right then," said Jim, walking around the car to open Missy's door.

She'd been amused as she sat there watching her wealthy septuagenarian husband, attempt to make small-talk with the anthro horseman. He'd failed miserably at hiding his discomfort with handing his fifty year old trophy wife over for the evening, to a man famous for his prowess with his cock.

Ted stood a couple of feet behind Jim as he opened the car door for his wife, who was wearing the classic little black dress. When she looked up at the two men, her face was glowing from the happy anticipation of spending the evening with the famous Mr. Ted.

She flashed a toothy grin, then wrinkled her perfect nose at Ted, before spreading her toned slender legs slightly, as she swung them out of the car in a feigned attempt at modesty.

Ted subtly looked at the dark patch of curly hair between her creamy white thighs and flashed her a knowing smile.

She was about ten years older than himself, Ted guessed. Her small bust fit her slim body that she obviously kept in great shape. But it was her jet black hair, blue eyes, and pouty red lips that made her irresistible.

Jim held her hand as she stood up, then presented it to Ted. "Enjoy your dinner. I'll meet the two of you back here at eleven," he said.

"And thank you Ted for your generous gift to Missy's little group's charity."

~

During the drive from Ted's home she sat with her upper body turned in his direction. She hadn't stopped smiling at him since they left her husband. Her legs were crossed and her dress had slid up to mid-thigh. She talked with her hands as well as her mouth, alternately touching his arm and his leg. Ted had glanced down at his crotch several times, when the tips of Missy's fingers came perilously close to the bulge of his cock. He was sure she'd seen it lying on the inner side of his right thigh.

With the windows closed, Ted's enhanced equine sense of smell had scented her womanly musk that verified her arousal.

A half hour after the left his house, Ted escorted Missy to their table at his favorite restaurant. As he walked a step behind her with his tail swishing from side to side, he couldn't keep from staring at the magnificent ass on the slender woman.

They sat on opposite sides of a table that was covered by a snow white tablecloth. No sooner than the sat down, he felt her toes slide under the hem of his trousers. She then teased him while they carried on a normal conversation, as far as the people sitting around them knew. As she consumed more wine along with her meal, she divulged the names of all the wealthy wives in her auxiliary, who were curious about the cock of the great stud, Mr. Ted. By the time they'd eaten their entree, Missy had been rubbing his cock with her foot off and on for the past half hour. At nine thirty she signaled their server to fetch the bill. "Don't you dare," Missy cooed as she took it from the server before Ted could grab it. "The ladies in our auxiliary will have my head if I allow you to pay."

~

Missy continued to loosen up during the drive back to Ted's house. Now her body was positioned so she was facing him, and her dress was bunched up and only covering her crotch. Her fingers were no longer tentatively touching his thigh; instead she had a handful of cock. "Oh my god, you're huge," she said, the first time she gripped it. "Those anthro women you fucked are lucky," she said. Her coarse language surprised Ted a little, and also made her a tad more interesting.

"Before our date is over, will you take me into the meadow and fuck me like I'm a horsewoman?" she asked. "I want you to sink that big cock of yours so deep into me; I feel it in my throat."

Now she had his attention. Ted pondered her request for a moment before he said, "Missy I have the perfect place to take you to make you feel like you're a real mare."

When they arrived back at his farm, he grabbed a towel, then took her by the hand and led her across the pasture toward the lake. When they reached a small grove of trees, he stopped, then told her to bend over and brace herself against a stump. Now she was presenting herself to him the way a mare would.

She was so excited she started to tremble, when she felt him lift her dress then heard him undo his buckle. It was dark outside, but the light of the moon provided enough illumination for her to see Ted's massive horse cock when she looked over her shoulder. She gasped when she saw it. She was used to Jim's cock, which was about half the size of Ted's in both length and girth. She'd never had a cock anywhere near that size inside her, and she doubted it would fit. So even as wet as she was, when Ted mounted her and placed the head of his cock at her opening, she wasn't surprised when it wouldn't give at all. A minute or two of pushing only got the head partly in, but she felt like she was being split in two, so she asked him to be still for a moment.

After taking several deep breaths she started to move her hips, while pushing back and wiggling her ass trying to get more of him in. They kept working at it and working at it for a few more minutes, when the head finally went into her with a sucking sound; it felt like she'd lost her virginity for the second time. The sensation took her voice away for a moment, and her body stiffened as she reached behind herself to stop Ted from pushing deeper. She was almost delirious from a mixture of pain and pleasure, but she was determined to let him fuck her. Ted had had the same thing happen with many human women before her, so he knew to fuck her slowly with short powerful thrusts. She'd started her orgasm as soon as he got the head in. She kept coming and coming each time he pushed in, it's girth causing a delicious stretch, and when he withdrew her inner lips clung to his thick shaft. He was only able to get about eight inches of it in her when he bottomed out, and she was filled to capacity.
The pain was pure ecstasy for her, as he rammed his big dick into her tight pussy about a dozen powerful strokes, which is typical for him. Then his famous balls began to tighten, as they prepared to send a massive load of liquid white gold into Missy's gaping hole. When Ted pulled his cock out of her, his cum ran out of her like water from a faucet.

As soon as they were done, she hurried to take a shower, reapply her makeup and put on more perfume. Then she slipped on a pair of black panties, she'd stashed in her purse before she left home. She'd gotten it all done and looked fresh as a daisy when Jim picked her up at eleven.

~~~

Missy couldn't wait to tell her girlfriends what had happened. All of them squealed with delight when they heard the details of Missy and Ted's date. And I mean everything they did was shared with the ladies of the Friends of Equines auxiliary. Before Sunday was over, Gracie and Belle began to plan the next auction.

~~~

Monday morning, Katie waited until she knew Ted would have finished his shower and rubdown before she called him. She made it sound like she felt sympathy for Missy, but she was actually sending him a message when she said, "Ted, poor Missy still can't sit down for longer than a minute or two."

"I'm so sorry to hear that," Ted said with a sigh. "I've had this happen before. I guess anthro men and human women don't fit together very well."

"I don't think that's necessarily so," responded Katie, sounding reassuring. "You just haven't been with the right one yet. By the way, don't plan anything for our date; I'll take care of that."

~~~

Katie was now a woman on a mission. She'd hidden her love for Ted from him for years, while choosing to satisfy her needs alone, with images of him mating with those perfect anthropomorphic women playing in her mind. The days of waiting and wishing that he'd want her, were behind her now. Gracie, Belle and Missy had come up with a plan to get Missy alone with Ted, and Katie had accidentally gotten involved in it. Now she was going to take advantage of a situation she never would have had the nerve to create on her own.

Even though she knew she couldn't hold a candle to Missy's beauty, she was sure she did have something that Missy didn't. And she was damned sure not going to sit back and let that little trollop enjoy the cock that was rightfully hers, when she knew she could satisfy Ted if he gave her the chance. So she made up her mind that she was going to seduce Mr. Ted.

~

By the time Saturday finally rolled around, she'd been so hot so long she was sure she smelled like she was in season, similar to one of the anthro women who Ted used to service.

When Katie parked her car in front of Ted's garage in the middle of Saturday afternoon, he was outside waiting for her.

She took a deep breath and crossed her fingers in hopes that he wouldn't scent her arousal. Then she popped the trunk of her high performance sports car, before she climbed out, and proceeded to retrieve the picnic blanket and picnic basket she'd prepared.

"Hello Katie. You look. Well, you look damn good," said Ted.

"Thank you sir," responded Katie. "It's a beautiful day for a picnic isn't it? I want our date to be a picnic by the lake, if that's alright with you? Perhaps we can do some star gazing later."

"It's a beautiful day for a picnic with a beautiful lady," Ted corrected her, as he opened his arms to hug her. "It's your date. I'll do whatever you want."

The hug was warm, though chaste. Two people, who wanted each other desperately, had too much respect for each other for either one of them to make the first move. When the separated Ted held onto one of her hands and said, "Let me take a look at this lovely dress you're wearing."

With her consent he stood back and looked her up and down. He also inhaled the heady scent of her musk. He'd smelled her pussy many times before, when she'd become aroused while she watched him mount a mare, but this was the first time he'd allowed himself to see her as anything other than a colleague.

She was an attractive, though not beautiful woman in her forties. She was tall with a sturdy build. But her signature feature was a mane of auburn hair which hung down to the small of her back. The sleeveless knit fit dress she wore hugged her upper body, and accentuated the size and shape of her breasts, while also displaying her thick shoulders in a flattering manner. The dress flared out at her somewhat smaller waist, and hung loosely so that the curve of her round ass and muscular thighs were almost hidden. The hem of her dress hung to just below her knees. She wore comfortable shoes that matched her outfit.

~

They joined hands as they walked toward the lake. Ted carried the pic-a-nic basket in his left hand, while Katie had the blanket tucked under her right arm. He took her to his favorite spot on the backside of the Lake that gave him a panoramic view of his small farm.

"What a lovely view," said Katie, as she took in her surroundings. "It's so quiet, peaceful and calming. Except for the wild animal and insect sounds, but they add to the ambiance, I think."

Ted was lying on his side, propped on his elbow. He was the epitome of laid-back in his Hawaiian shirt, and khaki shorts. "Yeah, I love it out here," responded Ted as he watched Katie lay out the feast she'd prepared.

"Here," she said. "Would you please open this bottle of wine?" she asked sweetly.

"Certainly my dear," he said as he took it from her hand. When their fingers touched, neither of them moved for a moment.

A few moments later Katie had filled the wine glasses and filled two large bowls with chopped apples, carrots, and wheat pellets, and there was a sugar cube for each of them in the basket.

They sat cross-legged style as they ate their food, drank their wine and chatted casually. As hard as he tried to maintain eye contact with her, Ted's eyes kept drifting down between Katie's spread thighs. The way she was sitting, with her dress pushed between her splayed legs, was hypnotizing him.

Every time Katie busted him, she grinned mischievously. "Did you lose something down there, Ted?" she finally asked.

"No, not at all," responded Ted. "I know exactly where it is."

Katie forgot to breathe when he said that. She felt a surge of heat and the flush in her face was obvious, as was her womanly musk since her pussy was suddenly hot again. She knew she had to do something, and do it quick, or she might jump on top of him then and there. "Let's go for a walk," she said, her voice sounding husky with need.

"That sounds great," Ted responded, as his cock began to stiffen with the brand new scent of her arousal in the air.

Both of them knew they were coming to a crossroad in their friendship.

"Let's walk around the lake," Katie suggested.

"Lead the way and I'll follow," said Ted.

"You just want to look at my ass," Katie teased him.

"I want to do a lot more than that to it," thought Ted, but he didn't say anything.

As they walked they talked again. "Katie, you know everything about me, but I don't know anything about you," Ted said to her.

Katie thought about what he'd said a long moment before she decided to open up to him. She said, "My name is Katherine Empress Graham. I'm forty two years old. My boobs are d-cups, and they are natural. So is the color of my hair.

Then she stopped walking, put a hand on Ted's shoulder to steady herself as she took her shoes off. It was the first time he'd seen her feet. They looked like a human foot, but instead of toes, there was one toenail across the end of each, that looked like part of a horse's hoof.

"What nobody knows about me is I'm one forth anthro. My grandpa on my father's side is an anthro horseman.

Ted looked at her for a moment before speaking. Before he did a smile spread across his face. "Is there a chance I'll get to see the rest of you?" he asked with raised eyebrows.

Now grinning mischievously again, Katie said yeah that's possible, but don't even think about getting me naked while I'm standing beside that stump you had Missy bent over in the middle of the day." Then she laughed before continuing. "Let's see what happens tonight, when we're out here looking at the stars.

"You have a deal," responded Ted, offering to shake on it.

~

They decided to move their walk to Ted's running path, knowing that by the time they'd finish one full circuit it'd be nearly dark outside.

When they made their way around the path to where it's nearest to Ted's house, Katie went inside to potty. "You can do your business outside," she teased Ted. "But I'm a city girl, so I'm going to go inside and freshen up a bit."

Ted laughed before following her.

~

About a half hour later they'd done their business and showered. Taking the shower was Katie's doing, she then produced a small canvas bag containing a wraparound dress that she wore when they went outside to look at the stars. It was all part of Katie's plan to provide Ted with easy access, when he was ready to take her.

As they walked across the pasture, heading for the clump of trees and that magical stump, Ted smiled to himself at how competitive Katie was. She was bound and determined to outdo the fucking that Missy had given him.

As Katie walked beside Ted, they had one finger entwined. She hadn't been this happy and excited in a long, long time. She could already feel her sex winking in anticipation of being filled by the cock she'd wanted for years.

When they finally reached their destination, they stood and faced each other for a moment. Then Katie bit her bottom lip before releasing her dress to fall to the ground around her feet. Ted quickly followed her lead. Now they stood naked together. While Katie had seen Ted in the buff many times, he'd never seen her body like this before.

Though she looked human, her physique bore more than a casual resemblance to an anthro woman. "You're a fine looking Philly," said Ted, as he stepped forward to embrace her. The problem was, he forgot about the ten inch pole sticking out in front of him that poked her in the stomach when their bodies came together. Katie laughed out loud before saying, "I know you're glad to see me, but you're naked, so you don't have a gun in your pocket. Therefore you must have a really big cock."

Then she wrapped one hand around it, while she used her other hand to cup his big money making balls. "I've wanted to do this for a really long time," she said. Then she positioned his cock between their stomachs so Ted could hold her.

When he felt her big juicy titties squished against his muscular chest, he squeezed her extra tight just to play with them. The soft hair of his coat tickled Katie's nipples and made her giggled before she said, "There's more of me to play with than just those."

Reluctantly Ted shifted his attention from her bags of fun and let his hands roam over the soft smooth skin on her back, finally resting both of his hands on her fleshy ass.

There he found his second surprise when he slid his fingers along her ass crack. For at the base of her spine, nestled between those two firm globes was the nub that was her tail. When Ted caressed it, Katie moaned in ecstasy, and almost came. "Stop it, that's not fair. That's my spot, and I don't want to come yet." Then she broke their embrace and said, "I've got one more surprise I need to show you first."None of the human men I've been with had a manhood that could satisfy me. I need to be fucked like I watched you give it to those anthro women for years. "And if you give it to me like you gave it to Missy, I'll give it back to you better than she ever could,"

Then she turned to face the stump, before bending over to show Ted that she had the teardrop shaped pussy and pucker of a horse.

Bejabbers," muttered Ted. "I didn't see that one coming."

Ted knew when it was time to talk, and he knew when it was time for action, so without saying another word he moved behind her and assumed the position.

Katie looked over her shoulder at him with want and need in her eyes. "Fill me up. Put every inch of your beautiful cock into me. I want to feel those big sexy balls of yours slap against my clit every time you fuck me," she said to him.

With that last bit of encouragement, Ted grasped her shoulders firmly and began to shuffle his feet as the head of his cock searched for the center of Katie's winking sex. He bared his teeth, and raised his tail in the air as he tried to find the opening to that poontang. Several of his thrusts missed their mark, before he finally hit pay dirt.

When the tip of his dick sensed that it had found the warm wet entrance to heaven, Ted summoned all the desire for Katie that had built-up in his loins for the last ten years, and concentrated it into one powerful thrust.

When he hilted his mighty scepter in her sheath in one hard stab, the sound of Katie's Winnie echoed across the pasture. Ted's rod pistoned into her again, and again, and again, until he'd driven his pecker balls deep nearly a dozen times in all, with each seating of his shaft being confirmed by a Winnie from Katie.

By the time their passion was spent a creamy mixture of their juices had coated Katie's thighs, and pooled on the ground underneath them.

After Ted had emptied his nutsack into her he neighed loud enough to warn every stallion of every species that he'd claimed her.

~~~

The morning after. Katie was up at the crack of dawn filled with happiness. Her day with Ted had gone even better than planned. Not only had he fucked her, he'd claimed her. Still she'd told him no when he asked her to share his bed for the night. It wasn't that she didn't want to, but she wanted more than the fuck of her life and then have him move onto the next one. So she did what she hoped would make him want more of her.

Now this morning she'd pamper him, before going away for awhile so he could miss her.

"Cock-a-doodle-do," said Cocky. "Cock-a-doodle-do."

"Ted, where's that rooster, and why is he crowing at ten a m in the morning?" asked Katie as she walked into Ted's bedroom after knocking on his open door. "Isn't he a little late?"

"I've been awake since sunup, I've stripped the bed in the guestroom and washed the linen, then made you breakfast. And that lazy bird is just waking up?" she said before laughing.

"That's Cocky for ya." replied Ted with a chuckle."He lives in hayloft, but he goes outside to crow. And he's just now crowing, because he just woke up."

"What kind of chicken roosts until ten in the morning?" Katie asked still laughing.

"A rooster who's retired," responded Ted, now also laughing.

"Silly me," Katie quipped. "Whatever. Anyways up and at' em sleepyhead, I've made a big bowl of oatmeal for your breakfast, and I'll be heading home soon."

"I've got a better idea," said Ted, reaching for her. "Stay here with me. We can walk down to the stump again."

"Nope," said Katie, I'm going home Mr. Harvester. Now behave yourself, and come eat before your food gets cold. I've got to get going.

"And please cover him up," she said while looking at Ted's morning wood, as he headed to the bathroom. "I don't want to end up sore like Missy." Then she giggled while smiling.

"I understand," said Ted from the bathroom. Then Ted asked her a question he'd never asked a woman before. "Are you coming back?" he called out to her.

"Wild horses couldn't keep me away," she responded affectionately, when he walked back into his bedroom.

~

And that's the story of how the famous anthropomorphic racehorse, stud, and man about town named Mr. Ted began his first romantic relationship.