Sunny clicked on her overalls and stood proudly in front of the man. "I'm a country gal, sir! I can handle those horses, don' worry 'bout me."
She was inspected by the farmer, head to toe. He turned to his wife. "Think she'll do, dear? I gotta go to town for supplies today."
Sunny nodded. "I mean, all I have to do is feed 'em and clean 'em, right?"
The man's wife shook her head. "Ya missin' two things, missy. First, this be matin' season, so know that you'll be relievin' their rutin' needs at least two to three times a week, including today."
"I mean, if I gotta. I always let me mama do that stuff."
The farmer looked her over again. "Ya seem a bit young. Have ya ever done any farm work before?"
"'Course! Just not ruttin' stuff. It'll be fine, you can depend on me!"
He shrugged, and his wife continued the job interview. "And second, these ain't no normal horses. They talk, and their yappin' is mighty persuasive."
"What, like they're gonna actually speak?" She blinked.
"Yes. You'll have to learn to not listen."
She sat there, flummoxed for a good 10 seconds. "...An' they persuade people?"
The wife sternly replied, "Yup. But ya be careful not ta listen, and you be sure not ta do anything they say. Got it?"
"Uh...yea, sure!" she said. She didn't really know how to reply, but she was determined. She wanted to prove herself.
"Fine. Welcome aboard, Sunny. Your pay comes after the first day." He waved her a stack of bills. He pocketed the wad, and instead handed her a to-do list.
She smiled and accepted it with a wink, before stomping off towards the barn. One last cry from the wife rang out from the old farm house towards her: "Remember, don' listen to their suggestions! Got it?!"
Sunny put one hand to her ear and gave the other an exaggerated shrug. "Uh-huh!"
The walk on over to the barn was uneventful, but quite generally pleasant. When she arrived, she heard the chatter of conversation, which she figured was the so-called talking horses. Sunny was excited to see these horses for the first time, slipping through the big barn doors and into the shaded stable. One horse, a brown stallion, seemed to look right at her with his glowing eyes as she came in. It made her smile a little.
"Hello?" she said, raising her hand up to wave. The stallion sniffed at her fingers.
"So you're the new girl," he said.
She couldn't help but be intimidated by this talking horse, so she backed up a step. "Oh, I guess I am. Hi!"
"I am Chaucer," it said, standing tall in his stall, tail swishing back and forth.
"Uh-huh, I'm Sunny. Nice to meet you." She glanced around at all the other horses, all looking at her with interest.
"Hey, you can meet them when it's their turn. Right now you need to get to work." Chaucer seemed a little...mean? At least at first impression, she figured.
"Oh yeah...I mean, I will!"
Her crumpled to-do list told her that each horse needed a bit of food, brushing, and... relief, in the form of jerking it off. In double underlined letters was written 'DON'T LISTEN!'
"The feeding trough is over here." Chaucer nodded towards the other side of the barn. She followed his head tilting to find the big wooden trough full of hay.
Sunny let Chaucer out of the stall so he could go eat, and grabbed a brush and went to work while he ate. In-between eating bites of grass, he kept on talking. "So, you must be from out of town."
"Apparently this one's got talkin' horses," she replied as she brushed down his side.
"I suppose we would be unusual in the outside world, yes," he said. "You know, it gets quite boring in here."
"Oh yeah? What do you do for fun?"
"We sing songs, eat, chat. But you know what I like the most?"
Sunny nodded along as she worked on his coat. "What's that?"
"Getting some use out of my cock, especially with a girl such as yourself."
Sunny was stunned into silence. Chaucer let out a snort, clearly such a reaction from her. "I uh...don't think so," she managed to say.
He grunted at her response. "But you have instructions to get me off."
Sunny shook her head. "It's not a sexual thing, you perverted stallion!" She started brushing his mane again, trying not to let him see how flustered she was. She took a deep breath, then spoke up again. "I'm doing it once, with my hands and nothin' more. It's for your seasonal relief."
Chaucer let out another snort, but this one sounded more amused. "So...you're not interested in smelling it? Sucking it? Letting it use you?"
Sunny's heart was pounding in her chest and she brushed quicker to finish. "I don't...like...sex...you know?" She spoke slowly to make sure she was being clear.
"I understand. I'm sure our first time won't be anything too...interesting." He spoke quietly, almost as if he were whispering. "Though, feel free to imagine at length how it would feel. Or to just picture my cock in your head." He gave another snort of amusement as Sunny finished brushing his coat. "Alright, that's enough."
Sunny stood up and shook herself off. "Now I see why they said not to listen to talking horses," she said.
"My owners just don't want me to have fun. Don't want you to have fun. Speaking of fun, I think you know what's next for me." He waited expectantly, and Sunny knew exactly what was coming. She was going to jerk him off.
The girl slowly grabbed a stool and turned around, then sat down with her legs spread slightly apart, putting her hands on her lap. She stared at the massive horse cock standing right in front of her.
"Sunny, right? I can already see you're quite curious."
"No! Not about your dick! I just want to do this properly!"
Chaucer chuckled at her response, and Sunny felt even more uncomfortable as his tail swished behind him. "Just because you're going to do this doesn't mean you can't enjoy it."
She ignored that comment, feeling a terrible heat as her nostrils and mind was assailed by the scent of his cock. She tried to ignore it by focusing on the job at hand. She took a few deep breaths to calm herself, and then started slowly stroking Chaucer's cock with both hands. The horse seemed to enjoy this, letting out a whinny and shaking his head as she worked the tip of his shaft with her left hand while her right hand rubbed up and down his thick shaft. She slowly felt his cock pulse in her hand and his large balls gently shook as a thick strand of pre cum oozed out and ran down her hand. She occasionally rubbed the cum onto her pants to keep it from dripping down her forearm.
She mumbled, repeating something she told the farmers earlier. "Always let me mama do this stuff." Her voice had a very husky sound to it, and she let it fall out of her mouth without thinking much of it.
"I think you're quite good. I've never had anyone so quick with their hands." Chaucer's voice sounded even more husky than hers as he continued to speak into the air. "I'm sure after you make me cum, you'll be feeling like a rutting mare in heat."
Sunny felt her cheeks burn as she realized what he meant. She felt a little proud at his compliment, but more embarrassed that he noticed her arousal. "I don't think so," she replied quickly and firmly, and then focused on her task again. Her hands moved more quickly on Chaucer's cock now as she tried to ignore how she was responding to this whole situation. She found herself leaning in more, getting closer to the stallion as she concentrated more on making him cum faster. She even began sniffing the air around Chaucer's cock as she worked on him, taking in the scent of the pungent musk of his precum. She couldn't help it; she found herself licking her lips as she worked his cock and balls. Finally, to her relief, she felt his cock swell in her hands, and he let out a whinny of pleasure. "Ah! I'm cumming!" he exclaimed.
Sunny felt the heavy weight of his horse cock pulse against her hands, and the first spurt of sticky white liquid shot out from the end of his dick and splattered against the ground in front of himself. She was shocked when bits of it got on her overalls, making her reek of horse cum.
"Well... that's that..." she muttered, not sure what to say.
"But I could go for a second round," Chaucer replied as he felt his cum dribble out onto the ground.
"Naw, I really shouldn't... I mean..." she tried to say no more firmly, but found herself at the precipice of a terrible decision.
"I wanna feel more than your hands," Chaucer continued, his voice deeper and more commanding as his cock started to fill up again. "I wanna feel your mouth on my cock, lapping up my cum."
Sunny blushed furiously as she thought about that, and how much she wanted it. But she couldn't say yes! She couldn't go along with it, but it was so hard not to!