In the dimly lit barn, he stood there, his massive furry form towering over her petite human frame. His thick tail swishing back and forth, the tip glistening with arousal. She couldn't help but feel drawn to him, despite the strange pull she knew she shouldn't succumb to.
She felt it then, an electric current coursing through her body as his muscular legs spread wide apart, inviting her in. Her heart pounded against her chest, a mix of fear and excitement racing through her veins. She knew what was happening, what she was doing; there was no turning back now.
She reached out, tentatively stroking the fur on his chest. It felt rough under her fingertips, but inviting nonetheless. His breath hitched, a low growl escaping him as her touch lingered there. Encouraged by his reaction, she slid her hand further down, grazing over the massive bulge between his legs.
It twitched in response to her touch, growing harder and thicker under her fingers. Her own desire surged within her, and she felt herself grow wet at the thought of what was about to happen. She knew she shouldn't do this; that it was wrong, but the allure of his bestiality drew her in.
The beast before her groaned, his body trembling as she stroked him further. His cock was enormous, swollen with arousal and ready for her. She couldn't help but feel drawn to it, her hand wrapping around its thick girth. It pulsed in response to her touch, sending shivers down her spine.
She knelt before him, taking him into her mouth eagerly. He was massive, almost too big for her to fit completely inside, but she persevered. His scent filled her senses - a heady mix of musk and animal lust that only served to heighten her desire further. She bobbed her head up and down on his cock, each thrust causing him to shudder with pleasure.
His breaths grew faster, his growls louder as she continued to please him. The scent of his arousal filled the air, mingling with her own arousal that was now overwhelmingly strong. She couldn't help but feel herself getting wetter, wanting more than just the taste and sensation of him inside her mouth.
She stood up suddenly, breaking the connection between them. He watched her intently, sensing her rising desire. With a feral grin, he reached out, grabbing her by the waist and lifting her effortlessly. She gasped as he set her down onto a nearby bale of hay.
He knelt between her legs, spreading them wide apart as she writhed beneath him. Her wetness coated his cock as he positioned himself at her entrance. A shiver ran through her body as he slowly pushed into her, filling her completely with his massive length.
She cried out, a mixture of pain and pleasure washing over her as he claimed her. He began to move within her, his thrusts deep and hard. Each movement caused her to moan loudly, the sound echoing through the barn. Her hands gripped his furry back, digging in as his movements became more frenzied.
Suddenly, he pulled out suddenly, leaving her gasping for breath. She looked up at him, confusion clear on her face before he thrust back into her with a growl. His thrusts were now rougher, faster, and it wasn't long until she was screaming his name as he found his release deep within her.
Exhausted but satisfied, they collapsed onto the hay together, their breaths ragged as they came down from the high of their illicit encounter. In that moment, she knew there would be no turning back. The allure of bestiality was too strong to resist, and in the end, it had been well worth the taboo thrill.