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 1-79”.

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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…

It had been a little over a week since I had temporarily moved back in with my father. I had not taken a single day off work and I was exhausted. As if that was not bad enough, I was also horny. Really horny! But I guess that was to be expected. After all, I had not climaxed once since my arrival. Thank god my father would be leaving the next day. As an added bonus, I would have the day off and that meant I could spend all day in bed. Though I planned on sleeping in, that was not the real reason for my desire to remain in bed. Let’s just say that my fingers would be sore from overuse by the end of the day. But I’m getting ahead of myself…

I was driving home after a particularly exhausting day and I could not wait to tumble into my bed and pass out. Unfortunately, I had to make it home first.

It was a little past ten and the sun had long since vanished from the sky. In fact, the lack of houses lining the road I drove on kept my surroundings bathed in darkness. It was only when the road twisted that I could see anything but the road ahead. Speaking of twists, that was exactly what the road did next.

“Oh my god!” I gasped the car’s headlights momentarily illuminated a shocking scene. Standing in the field that followed the road were two horses. My arousal led me to assume the two large animals were stallions, but their behavior told another story. Though the two animals looked identical in almost every way, one of them had a raging hard-on. But that was nowhere near as arousing a realization as the fact that he was attempting to mount the other equine.

Quickly peering into the rearview mirror to make sure no one was following me, I slammed on the brakes and slid to a stop in a cloud of dust. Once the airborne dirt settled, an astonishingly arousing scene was revealed. The stallion had managed to mount what I now assumed was a mare. Unfortunately for the horny steed, she did not seem inclined to let him penetrate her, because she was fighting like crazy to repel his sexual advances.

I watched in a mixture of awe and anticipation. In that moment, two things happened. One: My arousal skyrocketed and one of the most powerful fantasies of my life took hold of me, dragging me away from reality. Two: My vivid imagination led me to believe the two equines that stood before me were in fact siblings, which explained why the mare was fighting what should have been an enjoyable sexual encounter.

It took less than a second for the fantasy to take hold of me. As soon as it had, I stepped out of the car and heard something that was both illogical and impossible.

“Get off me!” growled the mare as she continued to fight her brother’s incestuous advances.

I did not even react. This was a fantasy and hearing animals talk was not exactly something new for me. Still, incestuous bestiality was and I could not wait to see how my perverse daydream would unfold.

“Come on,” insisted the stallion as he continued to fight for access to his sister’s body, “I know you want it.”

Unfortunately for the horny equine, that did not have the desired effect. Instead of convincing the mare to calm down, it persuaded her to fight even harder. The two struggled for a few more seconds before the stallion lost his footing and was forced to dismount his sibling by fear of crashing to the ground.

Seeing them pull apart filled me with a great disappointment. This was my fantasy and if my imagination would not ensure things played out as desired, then it was my responsibility to convince the mare to give incest a try.

“I know it’s none of my business,” I said as I approached the fence that drew the line between road and field, “but I think your brother is right.”

Noticing me for the first time, the two equines turned to me and squinted. Unfortunately for them, the car’s headlights stood behind me, which ensured I looked like a mere black shadow. Fortunately, their incestuous predicament seemed to outweigh their curiosity.

“Right about what?” asked the mare as she approached the fence.

Her brother soon followed.

“Let’s just say I’m kind of an expert when it comes to fantasies,” I explained. “And if this one is anything like all the others I’ve had before, then you will enjoy every second of what’s about to happen.”

There was a moment of silence. I could tell the mare was trying to figure out if she should trust me.

“And what exactly is about to happen?” she asked suspiciously.

“Your brother is going to teach you why family is the strongest bond of all,” I explained.

She did not seem convinced.

“Really?” she asked doubtfully as she turned to throw her brother a defiant look. But when she turned around, she found him standing less than a foot from her. Releasing a shocked gasp, she gave the studly stallion the perfect opening.

I watched with giddy anticipation as his tongue slithered past the mare’s lips. No sooner had it reached its destination that it began to move around eagerly. At least I assumed that is what it did, because the mare’s cheeks suddenly started to move.

The stallion was given a few seconds to kiss his sister before she realized what was happening. When she finally did, she did something that was so unexpected that even I was surprised.

Instead of rejecting her horny brother, she actually gave in to the arousal that had obviously been growing within her and started reciprocating his eager tongue strokes. The two passionately made out as soft, sensual moans escaped them.

I was so shocked by what I was seeing that I did not recover until their lips finally parted. The aroused expression the mare now wore told me my help was no longer required, so I decided to return to the car. I did not know what I was going to do until I reached the vehicle.

“Can I mount you?” I heard the stallion ask. I held my breath as I waited for the mare’s answer.

“Yes,” finally came her reply. This brought a smile to my lips and I turned around just in time to see the stallion mount his sister. This time, she did not fight him off and even pushed back slightly, easing his rock-hard manhood into her slit.

“Oh yes!” she moaned as her brother began slowly, sensually rocking back and forth. He was no longer in a hurry. Taking his time would ensure both he and his sister had the best sex of their lives.

Suddenly feeling left out, I decided it was time for me to join in. As much as I would have enjoyed to feel that massive spear inside me, it was not meant to be. However, that did not mean I could not enjoy the show.

Keeping my eyes glued to the incestuous display of bestial love that unfolded before me, I began removing my clothes. Once I was fully naked, I took a seat upon the hood of the car and moaned softly as the heat from the engine rose up to warm my labia. Unable to resist the shiver of arousal that ran through my pussy, I spread my legs and lowered my hand to it.

“Oh fuck!” I moaned as I began massaging my engorged labia.

The stallion continued to increase the speed of his thrusts as I massaged my lower lips. Before long, he was furiously pounding his beautiful sister. Apparently, the mare was also enjoying her first incestuous encounter, because she was now moaning blissfully.

“Faster!” she begged. “FASTER!”

Her brother happily obeyed.

More such requests were voiced and the stallion fulfilled every last one of them. That is until his sister said something completely unexpected.

“Stop!” she suddenly ordered.

The stallion was so surprised that he actually obeyed the odd command.

“What’s wrong?” he asked, obvious concerned for his sister’s safety.

“I want you to fuck me in the ass,” was the answer the mare chose to give as she glanced back at her lover with lust-filled eyes.

The stallion and I had the exact same reaction. Jubilation! The steed expressed his by pulling out of his sister and transferring his rock-hard spear to her rectum. I chose a different approach.

“Fuck!” I moaned as I slipped two of my fingers past my labia and propelled them deep into my soaking-wet pussy. More moans followed when I began thrusting them in and out with ever-increasing zeal.

Meanwhile, the stallion was doing the same. Each one of his thrusts was more powerful than the last. In fact, the pounding soon got so intense that it became impossible to tell when his spear was diving deep into his sister’s tight asshole and when it was being yanked out. Luckily, that made the entire ordeal even more enticing.

“I’m gonna cum!” The cry echoed through the night with great intensity. I honestly did not know if the warning had come from the mare or from me, but the powerful orgasm growing within me reminded me it did not matter. All that mattered now was the squirting orgasm I was about to enjoy. Sure enough…

“FUUCCCKKKK!!!!!” I shrieked powerfully. This time I knew the cry came from me, though the mare could easily have spoken at the same time and I would not have heard her. That was how intense my climactic moan was. But it was nothing compared to the feel of my pussy convulsing around my fingers. Or the sensation of my hot, gooey cum flowing around them. Or the feel of it spraying on my thighs. Or…

I never got a chance to finish the thought because I had just remembered the incestuous pounding taking place before me. My eyes darted to the equine couple just as they climaxed. Powerful moans flowed past their lips as wave after wave began to flow out of them. I don’t know if mares can squirt in real life, but in my fantasy they sure as hell could. In fact, so much orgasmilk shot out of her that my vision soon became obstructed by all the cum that filled the air. Fortunately, that soon became irrelevant.

“Dammit!” I swore as a blinding white light suddenly snapped me back to reality. It took a few seconds before I realized I was back inside my father’s car and another few before I figured out the lights that had dragged me back to reality belonged to the car that was now speeding toward me.

“Oh fuck!” I muttered as I remembered I was parked in the middle of the road. Forgetting all about the mare and the stallion, I removed my foot from the brake pedal and transferred it to the gas.

I started moving just as the car sped past. I have no idea what the driver thought I was up to, but I am confident he was wrong. After all, how could he have known I was fantasizing about a mare and a stallion having incestuous sex?

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Have a horny day,

Barbie Lez