Stuck in the Moment......

Lost in Time weaved his way gracefully between the thick foliage on the side of a vast valley lush with grass and such. He swiftly made his way to the clearing of the valley where as far as he could see was plump, knee-high grass. He nibbled on each stem for a moment before a sudden but sweet aroma of a mare flowed into his nostrils. He bobbed his head at the seculant scent and traced it back to its source which was a darling Clydesdale mare. She was quite marvelous and gorgeous... Almost hypnotizing in a way. He pawed at the ground softly and nickered towards the mare since he had desired to know her name. He trotted to her front and respectfully dipped his head in greetings. "Hello, maiden. I am Lost in Time, but you can call me Lost if you desire," he spoke in his deep and handsome voice as he continued, "Who may you be?" Lost in Time was froze by her stunning beauty and grace, almost unable to breathe.

Lost in Time smiled alluringly, like he almost always did. He gazed around her body, seeing she was in wonderful shape. He loved the way her shimmering coat glimmered in the sun's rays and such. "As to you, Moment," he said, "Why is such a mare doing here alone?" It was unusual to see a mare here without a herd to protect her.

Lost gave Moment a serious gaze as she told him what she expected of him. "That's what I came here to start, Moment," he spoke invitingly before being cut off by a yearling filly. He chuckled softly and nodded at the filly. "It's fine, who shall you be?"

Lost smiled at her brilliantly as he held in his breath in concentration. He then opened his mouth to speak. "Would you... Would you like to help me? I know this seems sudden, but would you?" He gave her an alluring grin as he then nibbled on his lip.

Lost's grin increased as he was pleased to hear her answer. He nuzzled her cheeck gently as his eyes locked onto hers. "Thank you... Where shall we begin...?" He was hesitant to ask that since he though he was rushing things.

Lost gave the filly a smile before nipping at her forelock. "You are more than welcome to join us," he spoke generously to the filly.

Lost smirked and followed Moment into a deeper part of the valley. He chuckled enchantingly and licked the top of her rump. He put his muzzle close to her tail to take in the sweet, seculant aroma she produced. He found himself growing hard as he put his chest up to her rear, letting his tool slip from its sheath.

Lost nudged her tail away from her rump and mounted, trying to be as gentle at the beginning as he could. He shoved his tool inside her and locked onto her mane with his teeth for a more sturdy ride. He pumped slowly at first to make sure Moment was used to him being inside of her.

Lost smiled as he pulled his muzzle up to her ear. "Thanks for letting me do this," he murmured softly and sensually into her ear and rested his head on her shoulder. He started to go a little faster and harder while he was at it.

Lost grinned and grunted with each thrust he took. He docked his tail in pleasure as he forced himself deeper inside to explore what she had to offer.