Author’s Note 2: Although this fantasy can be read independently, it was written as part of a series. For full enjoyment, please read “The Barbie Lez Fantasies: Week 1-80”.

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Have you ever had one of those fantasies? You know, the ones that feel so real you begin to wonder if you are actually imagining them. Well, I do… because I have them all the time! Sometimes, they turn into a story, but mostly they remain trapped inside my brain. That is, until now…

I had been living with my father for a little over two weeks. Though it had only been five days since the last time I had been able to sneak away for a little auto-erotic fun, I was still in a constant state of arousal. In fact, sex was all I could think about.

As usual, my alarm clock dragged me out of my sleep at 6:20 AM. However, my state of mind differed greatly from all other mornings. Not only had I spent all night dreaming of sex, but I had been in the middle of a particularly engrossing orgasm when my alarm had gone off. I was thus more aroused than ever before.

“Fuck!” I muttered as I dragged myself out of bed.

As I got ready for another long day’s work, I kept on replaying my dream over and over in my head. Not only was the young woman that my imagination had created for my sexual enjoyment breathtaking, but she was also a nymphomaniac. It was thus with a lesbian sex-filled mind that I got dressed and brushed my teeth. By the time I finally headed out of the house, I was even hornier than upon my return to reality.

I knew I would drive by dozens of studly stallions on my way to work and feared I would be unable to keep my arousal contained. Fortunately, I had a few minutes to spare, which gave me just enough time for one quick fantasy before work. Unfortunately, it was impossible to tell how long a fantasy would be until I was in it. But as we all know, controlling the length of a fantasy is extremely difficult, even for an veteran like me.

“Just keep your eyes on the road,” I told myself as I drove off. Yeah right!

Less than a minute went by before I saw no less than half a dozen horses standing mere feet from the road. I tried to avoid looking directly at them, but my arousal made such a thing impossible.

I felt a fantasy grow within me less than a second after I spotted the first horse. As luck would have it, she was a mare. You may think this would help keep my fantasy at bay, but my night-long lesbian sex dream only intensified things. I barely had time to slow the car to a stop and put it in park before reality faded completely.

I would probably have been stunned by how quickly my fantasy had begun had I not been so fucking horny. In fact, I was so aroused that I almost forgot to remove my seatbelt before bolting out of the car.

The driver’s side door barely had time to slam shut that I was scaling the fence leading to the nearby field. On the other side of it stood half a dozen horses. Most of them were scared off by my approach, but one was brave enough to remain. Obviously, it was the same mare I had spotted earlier.

I was so eager to get thing started that I did not even bother getting to know the mare first. Luckily, this was a fantasy and skipping steps was no big deal. In fact, I did not even need to get undressed; my clothes had already vanished, leaving me completely naked.

“Wow!” I gasped. Nothing like this had ever happened during a fantasy. Then again, never before had I been so turned on. I thus decided to ponder the oddness of it all at a later date and spend the present enjoying this exquisite fantasy.

I did not bother letting the mare know what I was up to. Instead, I simply laid down upon the still dew-covered grass and spread my legs. Lifting my head, I peered up at the mare and gave her an enticing smile. When that was insufficient to egg her forward, I raised a hand and beckoned her forth with my index.

I breathed a sigh of relief when she took a step forward. I watched in eager anticipation as she inched closer and closer. By the time her head began to dip, I could no longer stand it.

“Just fuck me!” I begged.

Had this been real life, the forcefulness of my request would probably have scared her away. Fortunately, this was a fantasy and my outburst inspired my soon-to-be lover to quicken her approach.

Less than a second later, I felt her hot breath on my labia.

“Fuck!” I moaned in anticipation as her lips parted and her tongue made its first appearance. It was still covered in bits of grass from the grazing I had interrupted, but I did not care. All that mattered was…

I never got a chance to finish because her tongue had just made contact with my engorged labia.

“Oh god!” I moaned as she began slowly, teasingly sliding her tongue back and forth against my lower lips. Shivers of arousal rippled across my skin as moans flowed past my lips. But as great as the mare’s tongue felt on my pussy, I wanted more. I wanted it inside me. Deep inside.

“Fuck me!” I half-pleaded, half-ordered.

The mare froze mid-lick and there was a moment of silence during which we shared an expressionless glance. I feared I had somehow offended her. That is, until she stiffened her tongue and propelled it deep into me.

“Fuck!” I moaned as it slithered deeper and deeper into my soaking-wet pussy.

The mare barely had time to begin what would prove to be one of the most intense tongue-fucking sessions of my life before I felt a powerful orgasm grow within me.

“I’m gonna…” I began, but the final word died in my throat when my pussy began to convulse.

My back now arched, I began moaning at the top of my lungs as I experienced one of the most intense orgasms of my life. I could not recall if or when I had last fantasized about a mare, but that was irrelevant. All that mattered now was the blissful feel of my hot, gooey cum gushing out of me.

My moans echoed throughout the prairie for what felt like an eternity before the final wave final oozed out of me. With one final shiver, it was all over. At least for me.

The mare kept licking my pussy until I found the strength to sit up. When her tongue finally left my slit, every last drop of cum had been licked up and my pussy was ready for the long day of work that lay ahead. But that would have to wait, because there was no way in hell I would leave without thanking the mare for the intense orgasm she had just given me.

I considered telling the mare what I was up to, but time was of the essence. Plus, I seriously doubted she would object to what I was getting ready to do. Still, I made sure to not rush things.

My legs were still shaky from my recent orgasm, but I managed to stand and make my way around the mare. I kept going until I stood behind her. Taking a few deep breaths to slow by racing heart, I grabbed her tail and gently lifted it, revealing her engorged pussy lips.

“Wow!” I gasped. The labia that stood before me was slick with what I assumed was pre-cum and the sweet smell that rose up from it convinced me I was a welcome guest.

With a wide smile of anticipation, I raised my free hand to the slit and gently began massaging the labia. The mare seemed to enjoy, because she snorted joyfully. Taking it as an invitation to keep going, I slipped one, then two fingers into her.

A surprised gasp escaped me. It was partly due to the intense heat that inhabited her pussy, but the main reason for my shocked exclamation was the incredible vastness of her slit. Two of my fingers were stuffed deep inside her, yet she still felt loose.

In an attempt to rectify this, I added a third finger. When that proved insufficient, I added fourth. But it was not until I inserted my entire hand that I felt her pussy tighter around my digits.

“Wow!” I gasped as I eased my hand deeper and deeper into her. By the time I could go no further, most of my forearm had been swallowed up.

I grinned like a kid in a candy store. She was so hot. So wet. So inviting. Unable to resist the enticing opening any longer, I began sliding my arm in and out of her.

A few snorts were released as I gradually increased the speed of my thrusts. By the time a lustful whinny was produced, I was ferociously fisting her equine pussy. Her vaginal walls were now tightly gripping my arm and I could tell by her shivers that she was nearing climax.

Sure enough, a powerful whinny was soon released. As it echoed throughout the prairie, her pussy came to life. Wave after wave of cum began to flow out of her. It splashed onto my naked body, warming me to my core and encouraging me to keep up the intense fisting.

A few squirts were released before my curiosity got the better of me. Closing my eyes to keep from being blinded, I leaned forward and opened my mouth. A blissful moan escaped me as my mouth was filled with the sweetest liquid I had ever tasted. Unable to resist, I swallowed the tasty treat and opened my mouth for seconds.

By the time the final wave oozed out of her, I felt full. However, all that orgasmilk had brought arousal back to my body and I could not wait to take things to the next level. But then I realized something.

“Oh fuck!” I muttered as I remembered I would be late for work. By the time the exclamation was complete, the fantasy had faded and I found myself back in my father’s car. Glancing at the dashboard clock, I realized I was a full five minutes late.

Muttering something that could have passed for a swear, I pressed the pedal to the metal and sped off. Fear of being late motivating me to ignore all other equines I came across, I exceeded the speed limit at every occasion and made it to work with a few seconds to spare. Thank god for the lack of police presence in rural areas.

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Have a horny day,

Barbie Lez