Notes before travel

Another trip looms, this time with all the anxiety and low-level dread that a transatlantic flight inspires. Sitting too still for too long, arriving sleepless and groggy with bad breath and B.O. Not to mention packing. I hate packing. Whatever one calls my apparent anxiety disorder, deciding which clothes to pack is way more stressful than much more important decisions. Maybe that's because it's not a single decision but an endless string of tiny ones that potentially impact each other in unpredicted ways.

I registered on youtube so I could search for "adult" videos. Perhaps that's not the best place to explore how a man gets fucked by a horse. I found a dog humping a duck, numerous cat/dog trysts, lots of horses fucking each other which mostly reminded me how scary an aroused stallion can be, and lots of happy dogs humping various appendages of their fully-clothed and ridiculously amused people -- all this categorized (erroneously) as bestiality/beastiality. One funny video showed a diminutive blond lass collecting semen from a stallion who charged a cushioned dummy "mare" with impressive gusto. She wore a helmet, looked scared, and held in two hands a big leather collection device shaped to hold and rub a big horse penis. She looked dazed when it was over.

Persistent (nothing else to do?), I changed search terms and came upon an interesting short lecture on zoosexuality & zoophilia (they are different but overlapping) and an interview with a married couple who found each other on the internet through their mutual interest in sex with horses. Actually, he didn't seem all that interested in the horse; he was more interested in watching the horse with his wife. She said she has a miniature stallion, whom she loves, and he (the horse) loves to have sex with her. (She mimicked his happy "brrrrr, brrrr" sounds.) Well, being miniature does reduce the element of terror. However, the guy mentioned being bitten on the back quite a lot. (He lets the stallion do him because he, the horse, enjoys it so much.) They were a cute couple, seemed sweet. I tried to visualize them in action, but I don't know how small a miniature horse really is.

Well, I'm off to visit my horny human stallion in a few days. I've done almost all the shopping for hubby's wish list, paid bills ahead, made myself a list of things I might forget when I finally get the suitcases unpacked from the last trip, and it seems like I'm ahead of where I usually am.