Zizzy And Pony Novels & Stories

⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅• Katherine's laughter danced in the air, a delightful sound carried by the gentle breeze as Zayn shared the tale of his first horseback riding adventure. It was a story filled with youthful bravado and a runaway horse, depicting young Zayn being dragged upside down, his leg stuck in the stirrup, until a timely rescue saved him from what could've been an incredibly embarrassing (or even tragic) ending.

" Sunny then told her brother James all about the pale white horse that she had seen in Verona. She explained that when you see the horse, you're in deep trouble, and then she went on about how she had seen the horse in Ocean City while riding a Ferris wheel. Sunny's voice trembled as she recounted the eerie details of her encounter with the horse, emphasizing its piercing red eyes and ghostly presence. James listened intently, his disbelief gradually turning into a sense of unease. He couldn't help but wonder if there was some truth to Sunny's unsettling experience.

“And the best part is, we will have it all to ourselves.” I felt tears stinging my eyes, and blinked rapidly to keep them back. “I don’t even remember you saying anything like that, what the hell!” Adam chuckled. “Well, I do. So, what do you want to do first?” The first ride we went on was the one with the ponies. Adam explained that the rides were timed, and as long as the power was turned on and the relevant buttons were pressed. We chose one of the bigger ponies so we can sit together. He was at the front, and I was at the back. When the pony ride began, I held onto his waist for dear life, screaming and laughing as we went round and round.

Solano's junior was a meaty giant and she just could not wait to feel it in its full glory inside her. "You want it?" "Yes," "Yes?" "Yes daddy please!" "Call me the name first," Solano brought his face inches from hers, positioning himself at her entrance but also making sure his weight wasn't all on her, "say it my little lady," he placed his tip at her entrance, intensifying everything she was already feeling, "I want you, please, Zaddy." .....................................

Cody began sobbing in joy. The ponygirl heard him sobbing and thought he was hurting. She nuzzled against him again to show him that she liked him. He looked at her and showed her his smile. It was then that she knew he was sobbing from happiness. Gradually the other ponygirls were taken out of the corral and the crowd watching them faded away. That left Cody and the brunette ponygirl alone. Their ponyboots prevented them from sitting so they contented themselves to stand under the tree looking at each other. It was obvious that the two ponies were silently hitting it off. Unfortunately their time was cut short when her master called, "Come here bitch."

“Aren’t the owners part American Indian or something? Mixed-blood family?” Richard squinted. “I think so, yeah. Place has gotten bigger since I was a kid.” They meandered up to where some horses were hitched to a hay-filled wagon, and a chestnut Shetland pony was saddled and tied onto a carrousel spoke for the children. Blessing met them, a vintage soda-pop bottle in one huge fist. Tommy grinned crookedly at the label: Prickly Pear Cactus Cooler.

' "Which sister?" Sunny said, "My eldest. I heard from my brother that this was a pony my dad gave her for her third birthday, and the black round spot on its forehead looks like a moon, which is why my sister gave it that name. Then, when she disappeared, Moonshine never let anyone ride it again. "You need to listen to me when I say that you should switch Moonshine for another horse. There's always a risk of disability if a girl like you falls off a horse!"

Pierre Zhaopardy could merely hiss, howl and growl endlessly and continuously, trying to absorb every dot of enjoyment sensation attacking all the cells of his straining body. Fifteen minutes of his sucking, licking and a little bit squeezing, Rendy Pluto could notice that his Pierre Darling’s manhood device had been twitching somewhat harder and faster inside his mouth. “Arrgghhkk… Rendy Darling… You’ve flung me to the shore of my enjoyment explosion… Oh, Rendy Darling… Arrgghhkk...” howled Pierre Zhaopardy with his whole straining body while squirting out lots of his quintessence inside his Rendy Pluto’s mouth.

It must’ve been correct because l’Airone’s face lit up, and she clapped her hands. Mage Jaye said, “Make the heron into a pony, please.” I had been expecting her to ask for a bluejaye, not a pony, but I obliged. A white pony, complete with saddle, stood in front of us, letting out a loud whiny. “How about a donkey?” Swan requested. Again, the animal form shifted to create a donkey, crying, “Hee haw, hee haw!” I put a pack and a blanket on its back, like I’d seen in some old western movies.

I started riding him immediately, rolling my hips like a pro, bouncing up and down on his cock. “Fuck yes,” Zion groaned, his hands gripping my ass tightly. He pulled me down harder on every bounce. “Ride that dick, Poppy. Just like that.” He sat up slightly, wrapped his lips around one of my bouncing tits, and sucked hard. His tongue swirled around my nipple while he bit and pulled on it. The feeling was electric. I rode him faster, moaning like a slut as his mouth devoured my breasts, switching from one to the other, sucking and biting until they were red and sensitive.