By Raybound
The Pony Race
After meeting those two hot leather men at the bar and having a hot session with them, I never could have imagined that our next encounter would involve one of my deep secret fantasies — pony play! Here’s how it all unfolded…
The pre dawn sky was streaked with pink as I arrived home, the morning sun had not yet risen above the horizon. I was still feeling lightheaded from the effect of the endorphins that had coursed through my body like a wild river as I had endured the controlled torture of the night’s action. I went straight to bed and slept late, right through into the afternoon, breakfasting some time after three. Wild dreams filled with the images of the two leathermen had chased around my head shortly before I had woken. I put together the events of the previous night, realising that my life had been changed forever. This was one genie that I certainly didn’t want to put back in the bottle.
