A Centaur's Tale

Greetings! Welcome to my first story here as a long-time reader. Of all the stories I've thought up I didn't think it would involve centaur but here we are! All the participants in the sexy times are 18 and up. If there's something you want to see let me know! I can't promise anything but I promise I'll consider it. Like I said I'm new to posting here so I would appreciate tips for using this site. Have fun reading, I hope its worth your time!

The ring of steel on steel sang out to the accompanying howl of magic, where one flew the other often came a moment later, as intertwined as they were. The nobility of this Valdenstadt nation long ago discovered how useful both were together, and thanks to a saint had learned how to wield them together. It was riveting, and their country had come out on top of every war since.

Valdenstadt, was an old nation based around nobility and the commoners that supported them in life and war. Gone were the days of fiefdom, but commoners hadn't won themselves that much more political power. Not after another advent, the Horse Lords.

It was around the time of the merging of martial arts and magic. Who started it is unknown, but the nation of man, and the nation of the Centauri fought. The two forces remained locked in battle for years until that same saint and their forces rode into battle on the back of a centaur in one great battle. When the dust cleared, it was the saint and their forces, comprised of man and Centauri alike that were the victors. The two nations eventually merged and the peoples became one.

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Marik sighed at the medical doctors' office window at the practice battle going on out there. That ring of steel and howl of magic made his blood boil, he ached to be a part of it, as one of them!

Yet here he was, waiting for a medical exam. Not that it mattered, he wasn't a born noble anyway. What magic he knew was at most fit for a street brawl, not a battlefield.

His father, bless that man's departed soul, worked until his fingers bled to purchase a knighthood for his son. Marik was barely a noble, a knight of the lowest level, but his father had gone beyond what most could ever achieve, and that had killed him.

Marik was proud of his dad and promised to become a knight worthy of the title. He was a fourteen-year-old boy when he became a squire, his time as a farmer and rancher had served him well. After six years he was fully grown, a man six foot three and well muscled, nourished as befit a knight and as the old would say 'strapping'.

Yet that only got him so far compared to one of noble birth. He had been trained in magic yes, but only enough as necessary, far more did he find himself with weaponry and learning their ways. He ran his hands through his long mop of curly black hair and stared out at the field with his grey-green eyes that he failed to notice the aging man walk in. Only when his centaur assistant clomped in after did he turn around with a sheepish look.

The old man was dressed in the white robe of a medical doctor and looked at him dryly, snorting something about the youth of today while lifting a hand and bowing slightly to introduce his colleague.

"This is Medical Artist Briene. She will be doing the final medical test on compatibility. She's a very accomplished doctor so I will not abide by any lack of respect." he spat, fixing Marik with a frown and a squinty-eyed glare.

Marik bowed deeply to both, "I would never, I've known many of the Centauri and hold them all in high regard."

The old doctor nodded with some satisfaction and patted the woman on the shoulder of her front horse part as he left.

As the door shut she giggled softly and stepped closer, "Well stand, I can't examine you bent forward like that " Marik stood and got a good look for the first time.

She stood over him of course, by four inches at least, she was probably short for her people. her human half smiled kindly, and she had slanted dark eyes that looked forever sleepy. Her blond hair was tied back neatly under her white cap, and the white robe of her station flowed over her modest breasts down her front legs, and out over her back. Straps holding various gear she'd need as a doctor held the robe in place. Her loose short tail flipped around as he swallowed up at her, she was quite pretty, and mature as well.

She looked down at him with a widening smile, "Well, this should be easy. Now then, strip."

He nodded sheepishly, he knew ahead of time that this was coming so he didn't hesitate or delay. His tunic was soon tossed to the exam table and after a nervous moment so were his pants. He took a breath as she walked a circle around him.

"We Centauri have certain requirements for those that would ride us. These qualities primarily are for the safety of us and the rider. Hmm, I think you are of the right shape, pleasing besides." she winked and ran a firm hand from his shoulder to the small of his back.

"Thank you," he didn't know what to say, but at least he could say it evenly.

She smiled more at the little bit of confidence he showed. "You should know, if your relationship goes that way that is, that children always follow the mother. That is human women will have human-shaped children even if the father is a centaur, and a female centaur will always give birth to another centaur." she circled back around to his front as she said this, she enjoyed the sight of his ass but duty called, and she got a good look at his front of course.

"We presume it's to ease birth, but it has led to interesting offspring. Qualities of both people mingling down through the ages. And I see," her grin widened further, "you are aware."

His cock was full and thick, shaped like a human's but there was clearly Centauri blood in his family tree She couldn't believe her luck, she could feel her vaginal lips moisten, and he wasn't even fully hard yet! He even started to firm up after his look at her!

"Well you seem compatible," this part of him was, she was a little jealous of whichever filly partnered with him. They would be in for a nice surprise.

She bent her front legs slightly to run her fingers over his length. "But let us see if all of you are. Get on the table," she smirked at him and the desire he showed her, her fingertips petting the head of his large penis.

He nodded again, not trusting his words this time at this turn of events. The good doctor had no problems getting him fully hard and throbbing. Her eyes got big as he grew to where she couldn't wrap her hand around his girth any longer. Yes, there was clearly a Centauri in his bloodline, at least a few.

"Your dick is gorgeous," she muttered, Marik couldn't believe his ears at first, and as she leaned forward and licked his length, sack to tip, he thought his eyes were lying too.

"Centauri are lusty creatures," she looked up at him through hooded eyes, holding his shaft in her small-looking hand. She pushed his shaft back until it pressed against his navel and licked his flesh again, emitting a small moan of pleasure at his taste.

"and this..." she licked slowly, "will please," she ran her mouth around the side and groaned, "any filly." and dropped her open mouth around the head.

He moaned loudly in surprise, leaning back on his elbows as she sucked him. Her soft lips ran up and down his shaft hungrily. She paused to run her tongue up and down his shaft, swirling around his head. "Tastes so good," Brien whimpered, licking and tasting the flowing precum.

Her head fell to his lap now, sucking and whimpering as he filled her throat

Her hands had moved to grasp his hips as she continued to impale her face on his veiny cock. Marik was panting hard now, his own hands going to grab the sides of her head, pinning her long pointy ears to her skull as he started to make short thrusts.

"D-Doctor? I'm a-about to..." he managed and just as he did she whipped her head off his groin with some difficulty and moved to another table meant for the Centauri, pressing down on it and lifting her hindquarters.

"There, it's the right height, now let's go already!" she flipped up her robe, revealing a round shapely ass and a very wet pussy, already the moisture was running down her curvy thighs.

Marik wasted no time, he was practically jumping off the table and lining up his huge shaft with her wet twat. She would have laughed had she not been so needy.

Instead, the sound she made was a throaty gasp as she felt him plunge smoothly inside her, her labia spreading wide around his girth. She clutched at the exam table's sides as she was mounted completely. She knew her tits were small for her people, they weren't even big by human standards, but an ass lover had plenty to love when she flashed her rear.

He was grabbing her horse's hips and slamming that beautiful dick in and out of her, eager no doubt from her blow job. She loved it, the very human thrusting combined with the brutal ravaging he was giving her. The way his hands went from her hips to paw at her full ass.

Marik couldn't believe his luck, the practice match was all but forgotten as he speared this woman's pussy again and again. Hard enough that she yelped and moaned. She grinned back at him as her cap fell off and some of her bound hair was shaken loose to partially cover her face, unabashedly moaning deeply as his hips jerked to encourage him. "A-any f-f-filly."

"OH GODS!" she cried, her eyes going wide enough that her sleepy look was no more. His thrust had been very strong, and he did something she wasn't used to, his fingers had found her clit and started squeezing. Her hips began to shake and buck, she was worried she'd toss him off they were shaking so hard!

Yet he held on, throwing his entire weight into his hips for the act. She could feel him swell and shake, she knew he'd be coming soon, and to her disbelief, she was going to cum too! This wasn't just some fun, she was going to-

"-I'm cumming!' she moaned out as her body shook, her sopping pussy clamping down on the magnificent human cock inside her hard.

"S-same!" his head fell back on his last thrust, slamming his hard-on as far as he could make it go while his fingers clamped down on her clit. His cock pulsed as it sent ropes of thick cum inside her one after another. It kept her groaning as her hindquarters writhed in his grip, her tail flipping about in joy as he filled her.

They panted heavily and he stroked her ass with his hands. She moaned lazily as he withdrew, his thick cream oozing from her slit. He couldn't look away as he stumbled back to the table. She looked back at him grinning and looking well fucked. "You pass."

***

Marik and Doctor Briene were finishing getting dressed when the door opened and the old doctor stood there expectantly. "He passes," she told him. He merely nodded and wrote something on his clipboard before leaving.

"So," as she fixed her cap just right. "Send her to me when you're chosen." she smiled. "But remember, it's not a certainty."

Marik nodded, sighing a little as he thought about not being chosen.

With a soft chuckle, she stroked his jawline, "Worst has been chosen before."

"But I'm lowborn..."

She leaned down and kissed him to shut him up, "There is nothing low about you to me." she stood up and adjusted her glasses. "and if the worst happens and you aren't picked, come back to me, I'll console you." she turned to leave but half turned her top half to him, "I'll let you fuck my ass for the weekend." she winked and sauntered out, thrilling inside at the fresh load deposited there.

Marik, for some reason, felt confident. Then he noticed the time, gasped, and grabbed his things as he rushed out. He had a test to beat, though fear of failure had mysteriously vanished.