12 Days of Voracious: Kelpie

Water dripped down his back as our lips met, tongues tangling together, bodies pressed tightly. His hand wandered my body, seeking the peak of my breast as he trailed kisses to my jaw and down to my throat. Moans whispered from his lips as my hand stroked him to hardness. Long black hair hung around his face as his black eyes looked into mine, kisses pausing for a moment as we caught our breath.

“Come with me,” he whispered.

“Where?” I asked, pressing against him to feel his hard length touch my stomach.

His head nodded over his shoulder to the crashing waves behind us. I ran my fingers down his neck, playing with the silver chain that rested there. His hand caught mine, taking one of my fingers between his lips, eyes never leaving mine.

“Fine,” I murmured. 

He grinned, tugging me with him to the cold water’s edge. I shivered and leaned against him, entangling our bodies he pulled me into the water with him. Beneath the waves I wrapped my legs around him as he pushed forward, thrusting into me. We broke the surface crying out in pleasure. Fingers pulled my hair, exposing my neck to him where he trailed kisses and nips. Slowly I turned, my back pressed against him as he held to me, slowly pressing upwards in rhythmic thrust.

My fingers laced with the necklace at his throat and I tugged, hard, breaking the clasp and wresting it from his skin. His moan became a grumbling whinny as man became equine. His girth inside me expanded, tip becoming flat as the beast’s flanks thrust, pushing his newfound size deep within me. 

Powerful hooves hit the bottom of the water, digging into mud and rock as his body clung to mine, front legs pressing against my shoulders and sides, the water making it possible to hold his weight. My body clung to his skin, held by the magic of the kelpie, as his bestial thrusting filled me, our cries of ecstasy lost in the waves.

Playing with the Kelpie

As a water horse, being near water, be it the shower, a pool, lake, hot tub, or the sea will be ideal. If you wanna be extravagant, these hotels allow you to rent a private fucking pool. Whether you’re bridling or unbridling the kelpie, they’re wild and eager to drown you, whether that's in the sea or in cum. Use lots of lube to keep things wet and exciting.

To symbolize the sacred bridle of the Kelpie, have them wear a silver chain. You can get cheap ones most places on the internet. Practice pulling it off of them, how fast and hard you need to snap it, by practicing on your arm or bedpost. 

A beautiful face harness will let you put their mouth where you want it. Keep the reins tight and ride your sea horse. This tail butt plug will help complete the pony look and feel great. And leather ears go the extra mile.

The Kelpie should have a mighty girth. If you want to do transformation halfway, start with a cock (real, synthetic), then switch to a squishy horse cock. They’re big. So lots of lube is necessary. Water isn’t lube.

To emulate a riding system without veering into pony play, a body harness is nice for grabbing your Kelpie and moving them around how you need for appropriate riding. Given a Kelpie’s size, you’ll want them to fuck you from behind. If they don’t follow your lead, especially a wild Kelpie, a riding crop will help get them where you want them.

Tame your Kalpie using all these tools and have them fuck you with their cock until you’re satisfied. Or, if you’re a weirdo like me, have them breed you and lay a few mythic eggs inside. If being anally fucked, use gel eggs!

Happy Holidays, from one monster fucker to another.