Of course, girls like horseback riding, silly!

A fantasy girl, that’s me, according to a lot of guys.  I’m “that girl with something extra!”  — the description alone can make those same guys drool.

But what about me?  Can’t I have fantasies, too!  Sex objects are people, too, aren’t we?  So here goes:

I want to be fucked by a stallion.  That’s not to say that I haven’t already been fucked by lots of guys who consider themselves human stallions.  (Some were, some weren’t…but that’s a discussion for another time.)

I’m talking about a real stallion.  Yes, a horse!   A horse, of course!

Isn’t that what they say Catherine the Great did?  And some people would call me a queen (of the queer kind), right?

But to be honest and practical, I’m sure I’m simply not big enough to actually take the cock of a horse.  I would probably be split in half and painfully killed.

Still, it’s fun to imagine — to fantasize about….

And the fantasy wouldn’t be complete without a lot of horny guys standing around watching me and the horse go at it.  Their eyes popping out — marveling at the size of the horse and my ability to take it — as the ever hardening bulges in their pants pop out, too.

I’m resigned that my fantasy will never actually happen.  So I must content myself with traditional horseback riding.  That feels good, too (any girl must admit!), so good, with my legs tightly wrapped around the leather saddle.  And, in case you didn’t know, the pommel of the saddle works just like a high-powered vibrator!

Horny guys can still watch (and drool) as I post and canter, with my crotch sliding hard against the pommel and my hips going up and down, up and down, up and down, clad in the skin-tightest of jodhpurs cum scrumptious boots.  Up and down….