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Eclipse Jalorda

Eclipse Jalorda

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Dec 14, 2010
It was a bright, sunny afternoon on the mountain. The sun was shining, reflecting off the brilliant green of the trees and meadow grasses. Birds could be heard singing in the distance, and the occasional shadow of a predatory bird floated over head. The breeze gently brushed through the leaves and grasses, blowing across the face of the young woman hiking through the woods, a calm smile on her face. She was of average height with an athletic figure. Her dark red hair brushed against her chin, cut short to stay out of her way while she was parading herself through the woods. Her bright green eyes surveyed the forest area before her with an expression of deep interest on her face. It was a truly beautiful day.

The young woman, known as Caroline, was an avid hiker. Every time she had a day off she drove to the base of the mountains and headed up, backpack packed and compass in hand. She loved it because she always discovered something new. Sometimes she caught sight of a species of a bird she had never seen before. Sometimes she saw a wolf wandering off in the distance, or a deer drinking from a stream. She loved it best when she found a new place she had never been to before, a cave, a stream, a meadow hidden deep within the mountains. It was exciting, new.

Caroline happily climbed over a particularly large log and gasped in pleasant surprise, finding another pocket meadow just a hundred or so yards away from the one she just left. There was a small rise where a stream turned into a miniature waterfall, flowing down through the center of the meadow. It was filled with lush wild grasses and occasional clusters of wild flowers. Caroline gasped with glee, surprised to find such a beautiful little pocket. She took off her backpack and pulled out the camera, intent on taking a picture of the beautiful scene.
 
He had been abandoned there years ago, by a young woman -- his owner. She had taken him on a camping trip. He woke up one day with the ability to have conscious thought, and he happened to graze on some strange plants, in the same very meadow he was standing in now. He developed the strong desire to mate with his owner, and when he did, she was spooked, and she went home without him, leaving him there to fend for himself.

He was incredibly lonely. The large black stallion had a strong desire for another human woman, not just to mate with, but to make him feel less frightened and alone. On that bright, sunny day, he was grazing in the same meadow he had been abandoned in, in the shade of some trees, near the stream where he first saw his owner uncovered, and decided he wanted to mate with her. He kept his head low as he munched on the grass, but as he turned his head up, he saw something that surprised him -- a beautiful young human woman, with an figure and hair color that reminded him of his former owner. He watched her, standing in place.
 
Caroline decided she would camp there for the weekend, seeing that it had everything one would need to survive. She set her back down and took another couple of pictures, pausing when her camera settled upon something she thought she'd never see. A beautiful black horse stood near the edge of the meadow, watching her as she stared at him. She figured it was a wild horse, seeing no riding gear of any sort anywhere near the horse or the meadow. The horse had a long mane and tail, which both contributed to the idea that this was a wild horse. However, the horse wasn't acting like a wild horse. Most other beasts would've turned and run away the moment they saw a human anywhere near them, but this one just stood there, staring at her.

Caroline slowly stepped up to the horse, holding her palms out flat in front of her, trying to show that she wasn't dangerous. She had always wanted to own a horse, but while she had the land and the ability to care for one, she had yet to find herself with the time to go to a horse farm or some sort of auction to buy one. This beautiful creature looked like he would make a wonderful addition to her weekly hikes... but why was he out there like that? Or, if he was wild, was she stupid for not running?
 
She reminded him of his previous owner, the one who abandoned him -- he became aroused by her, as she moved closer to him. His implement reached it's full, massive length, and he was unsure of whether or not this fact would unsettle her or not. His real knowledge of humans was limited, being a horse and all. Her body language as she approached him was reminiscent of how his owner behaved after he mated with her -- he knew that much. The cautiousness, and all. He wanted her to not be worried about him. So, once she was beside him, he reached his head around, and playfully licked the side of her face.
 
Caroline was able to reach the horse without it bolting or rearing and trying to bite. She reached his side and set her hand on his flank, giggling when the horse licked her cheek. "Well, aren't you friendly? I can't imagine how you got out here." She said, then blushed slightly, noticing the horse was fully aroused. Just looking at it caused her body to tingle slightly. Caroline pushed it off, and gave the horse another pat. "You poor thing, that must be awfully uncomfortable for you to walk around like that. I wish I had a nice mare for you to mount, you'd produce some beautiful foals." Caroline murmured, softly petting the horse's neck.
 
He couldn't understand what she was saying. He only knew a few words that were typical for owners to teach their horses -- commands. He felt her petting his neck, and he tried to think of how he could mate with her. He knew that first, he would have to get her clothing off. Lacking prehensile fingers, that would be very hard to accomplish. As he turned his head to look back at her, he saw the stream, where his owner removed her clothes and bathed, giving him the opportunity to mate with her.

He slipped past her, walking towards the stream. When he reached it, he bowed his head down and started drinking. He figured she would follow him. And when she did, he would push her in. It wasn't a very bad stream -- it was shallow, lined on the bottom and sides by rocks and sand. It wouldn't sweep you away if you fell in it, or anything.
 
Caroline watched the horse walk to the stream and drink. She watched it quietly for a few seconds, admiring how lovely it looked wit the sun shining on it. It was truly a beautiful horse, and she couldn't understand how anyone could let such a lovely horse wander about on its own in the wilderness like that. If he was her horse she would've watched over him more carefully. Caroline suddenly found herself angry a the horse's previous owners. It could've been killed by wolves or some other mountain predator, and they just let it wonder about on its own. She shook her head, taking a deep breath and walking over to the horse as it drank by the stream.

Caroline rubbed its flank again, a sad yet determined expression on her face. She was not going to let this poor horse stay alone in the forest with all sorts of ways for it to die. She had wanted a horse anyway, and this one was perfect. She smiled at the horse, gently stroking it's mane.
 
He felt her by his side again. He lifted his head up, and started to back up away from the stream. He looked at her, standing close to the edge of the stream. He lowered his head slightly, and pushed against her. As a fairly large horse, he had a lot of pushing force. He caused her to fall into the stream. To act inconspicuous, he immediately turned his head away, and started drinking once again.

As he watched her, he contemplated. He knew that humans didn't like having wet clothes on. He came up with an idea -- he would take her clothes of she removed them, and drop them by where those plants were, the ones that made him so aroused by his previous owner. If he could get her to eat them, he could make her just as aroused by him, as he is by her.
 
Caroline lightly stepped away from the horse as it began to move, and smiled when he looked at her. She wasn't expecting the horse to randomly push her into the stream, the cold water instantly soaking her clothes. She gasped and slowly got up, shivering as the cold air brushed against her clothes causing her to feel even colder. She sighed, having only bought a single set of clothes, thinking she was only going to spend one night on the mountain. She looked around, checking to see if there were any other humans close by. Seeing none, she removed her wet clothes, leaving them to try on a nearby rock.

It was a little embarrassing to be standing there, completely naked and exposed. Still, she figured it was no one but her and that horse, no one was going to stare at her while she was naked. She blushed, folding her arms over her chest, standing near the river and waiting for her clothes to hurry up and dry.
 
It worked, he thought with excitement. He quickly walked towards the rock where she had placed her clothes, passing by her comparatively small naked self. He picked the clothes up in his teeth, and walked with haste to the other side of the meadow, where he knew those plants were. They were a flowering plant of some sort, no higher than the grass. He layed the clothing down, and ripped off some of the plants, setting them down on the pile of clothes. He then stood over it, in such a way that his still-aroused phallus was directly above them. After glancing over at her momentarily, he ducked his head down, and started grazing on the very same plants.
 
Caroline had been trying to warm herself up in the sun as she watched the horse move around out of the corner of her eye. She glanced down to check if her clothes were dry yet when she saw them gone. She squeaked and looked around, spying them lying in the grasses near the horse. "bad horse." she scolded, walking across the meadow and reaching to pick her clothes off the ground. She blinked, seeing a strange plant with pretty little flowers over her clothes. She picked it up, rubbing it between her fingers. Caroline sniffed the flowers and sneezed slightly. She shivered, starting to feel strange as she examined the flowers. Her body began to tingle, getting warm and achey in the strangest places. She unconsciously reached down and rubbed lightly between her legs with one hand. Caroline glanced up and blushed fiercely, seeing that the horse was fully aroused. She was even more embarrassed by the realization that the sight of it aroused her, and yet she couldn't stop rubbing.
 
The flowers effected him, as well. He turned, and saw that she was rubbing the area he wanted, with her hand. She may have been aroused -- he wasn't quite sure. He had seen his previous owner do the same thing. She wasn't in a position suitable for mating -- he wasn't sure if the flowers had effected her or not. He pulled some more of the flowers from the ground with his teeth, and dropped them in front of her, presenting them to her, if you will. Contact with them made him even more aroused, but he knew that he had to stay calm and rational, if he was going to properly mate with her.
 
Caroline blinked in surprise when the horse dropped more flowers in front of her. She picked them up and examined them closely, shuddering. Her eyes widened as she realized that the flowers were some sort of aphrodisiac, and just touching them turned her on. Caroline dropped the flowers, moving her hand back between her legs. Her body was beginning to ache with need. She blushed and glanced around, but kept finding her attention turning back to staring at the horse's member. She slowly stood up, and glanced around. She... She wanted the horse...
 
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