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Chapter 1
The blonde teenager came galloping across the meadow, riding bareback on
her sturdy pony. It was a sturdy Welsh mountain pony, shaggy-coated and
broad across the haunches, with a flowing mane tumbling over its arched
neck and a silken tail switching as it jogged along. The pony's name was
Buck. It was a stallion.
The girl's name was Bonny Harper. She was very young, but nubile for her
age, her prematurely developed curves nicely emphasized by what little
clothing she wore. Her white cotton tee shirt was tight, molded to the
contours of her plump tits, and showing the imprint of her taut nipples
in twin peaks. Her firm tit-globes bounced saucily to the pony's stride.
She wore a pair of faded, cut-off jeans that were so snug they might
have been painted on her loins, and were cut off so very short that they
had no legs at all -- just a triangle of denim stretched across her hips
and clinging to her ass. She was barefoot. Her legs were long and slim
and shapely, wrapped around the pony's flanks. Her pert ass shifted
easily with the animal's jolting gait, and her crotch, barely covered by
the crotchband of her shorts, squirmed around on the pony's broad back.
Bonny had long blonde hair, streaked by the sun into shades of amber and
gold and honey. Her eyes were blue and wide, and she had a scattering of
freckles across her nose and cheeks. They gave the girl an air of
youthful innocence. But her mouth was wide and full and sensual and not
at all innocent. She was smiling with the pleasure of riding -- and
perhaps in anticipation of a different, less wholesome, pleasure that
would follow that ride.
Bonny was a most desirable and exciting sight as she jogged her pony
across the fields.
Her father certainly thought so.
Jake Harper was a gentleman farmer, having moved from the city some time
ago to find a more peaceful life. He worked the farm with the hired
help, however, never getting his own hands into the soil. At the moment,
he was strolling across the field beside the lane, smoking a pipe and
wearing a tweed jacket and twill trousers, his only concession to being
a farmer was the rubber boots he wore because of the cow shit. Pipe
smoke trailed behind him on the still, fresh air and Jake was feeling
content, pleased that he had left the bustle of the city behind him.
Then he saw his daughter jogging down the lane and he no longer felt so
content.
Jake felt disturbed -- and aroused.
He had not failed to notice how nubile his daughter had recently become,
and he had been troubled by incestuous fantasies concerning the girl. He
felt embarrassed and ashamed of these depraved yearnings, but he could
not deny them -- nor could he deny the stirring he felt in his cock and
balls whenever he looked at Bonny nowadays.
As she rode past, Bonny saw her daddy and waved to him, smiling. He
waved back, but his return smile was strained. He clenched his pipe stem
more firmly in his teeth and, when the girl was past, shook his head as
if bewildered. When she had raised her hand to wave, her tee shirt had
stretched tightly across her bouncing tits, revealing the stiffness of
her nipples and now, gazing after her departing form, Jake watched her
heart-shaped ass bob around on the horse. He saw that her shorts were so
tight that little half-moons of her ass-cheeks showed. He thought he had
even detected a few wisps of curly pubic hair coiling out from those
chopped-off legholes. The crotchband of her shorts had been damp, too.
Jake felt sure that it was only sweat, or lather from the pony's back,
but it was exciting, nevertheless.
His cock began to rise, jamming into his cavalry twill trousers, and his
balls started to swell. Jake puffed furiously on his pipe and watched
Bonny ride away, her long blonde hair streaming out behind her like the
pony's tail, and her delectable little ass bouncing and wriggling
delightfully. Her slender, well- muscled thighs clutched the animal's
flanks, tensing and relaxing and as she maintained her seat. Jake
wondered what the girl would look like naked. He hadn't seen her bare in
several years, since before those plump tits had begun to thrust out,
and when her ass had been flat, not so maddeningly rounded. Despite
himself, Jake lusted for a sight of the girl's naked body.
Maybe he could walk in on her in the bath or shower, or when she was
changing her clothing, he considered. Maybe, pretending it was
accidental, he could get a look at her ass and tits and crotch. He
blushed at the thought, ashamed of himself. But he told himself there
was no harm in just looking, determined that he would never actually do
anything to the sexy nymphet. It wasn't really so wicked just to
pretend, as long as he never actually touched her, right?
His jaw seemed to be connected to his cock. As his prick rose up into an
iron-hard rod, his teeth clamped more tightly on the stem of his pipe,
the muscles taut along his lean jaw. Bonny was out of sight now, having
turned along the twisting lane, but her image stayed in his mind and his
hard-on persisted. Jake -- and he felt sheepish about it -- had often
jerked off while he thought about Bonny. He had also pretended he was
fucking Bonny when he was fucking Martha, his wife. Now, with his balls
bloated and his prick pounding like a jack-hammer, the frustrated father
considered returning to the farm house and taking his wife to bed. He
knew that Martha would be willing -- she always was. But it presented a
tactical problem. To get back to the house he would have to cross the
fields where his hired hand was working and his hard-on was so visible
and prominent that he was embarrassed to be seen.
He willed his cock to shrink and soften.
The damned thing swelled and hardened. So much blood was rushing into
his cock that Jake felt light-headed.
He had to reduce that hard-on somehow and the only way he could do was
to empty his balls.
Jake always felt ashamed when he jacked off, being a happily married man
with a sexy and agreeable wife. But under the circumstances he felt that
he had no choice. Shameful or not, it always felt good, too, when he
milked his prick thinking about Bonny.
He reached down and cupped a hand over his bulging groin. His cock
rippled and flared, bucking like a bronco, demanding release from the
prison of his fly. He rubbed his prick and grimaced at the fiery
sensation shooting through his loins, and the visions that danced in his
mind. He sighed, resigned to necessity. Still smoking his pipe -- he had
forgotten that it was clenched in his teeth -- he moved toward the
shelter of a fringe of pine trees that bordered the dirt lane. Standing
in the shadows, he looked all around to make sure that he was hidden
from sight. Then he opened his fly and his prick came charging out like
a maddened bull into the bull ring, his cockstalk falling into his open
palm. He gritted his teeth. He was panting now, and as he breathed
heavily the clouds of pipe smoke came out furiously. His big, purple
cockhead was smoking-hot, too.
He lifted his cock in his open hand, as if judging the weight. Then he
reached down and hauled his swollen balls out, freeing all of his
formidable prick. As he rubbed his balls, he could feel the jism slosh
around, and they began to ache.
His hand slid up again, and he shifted his thumb back and forth against
the sensitive spot where his cockhead flared out from his cockstalk and
then dark, pulsing vein that seamed the underside of his prick spread
out into his wedge-shaped cock-knob.
He was pretending that it was his daughter's hot tongue fluttering
against his cockhead.
Then he closed his hand into a fist and slid it lightly, skimming up and
down his cockshaft. He groaned and grimaced. Pipe smoke poured out like
steam and his prick throbbed mightily. He clamped his fist tighter and
began to pump his prick up and down. The foreskin curled up over the
edge of his cockhead as his hand jerked up, then was dragged back as he
pumped toward his balls and skinned the head of his cock into a naked,
glowing hot slab of prick-meat.
Jake was making believe that the circle of his closed hand was his
daughter's cunthole.
He cupped his balls in his free hand and his ass began to grind and
corkscrew in a fucking movement as he drove his iron-hard cock through
his stroking fist. A glob of preliminary spunk oozed from his gaping
pisshole and ran sluggishly down his prick-knob. His fist skimmed faster
over the slimy lubrication.
"Fuck me, Bonny!" he muttered, lost to his wild, incestuous dreams.
"Whip your sweet pussy onto my cock -- "
His eyes were closed. Her image was concrete in his mind. He thought of
her sensual lips and nimble tongue and rasped: "Suck me off, girl -- "
Then he remembered her sweet ass and mumbled: "Yeah! Grind that fucker!"
His whole body began to tremble and shake as the thrill built up in his
loins. Visions of plump young tits and juicy cunts and trim little asses
surged madly through his thoughts. More spunk squeezed out. The head of
his cock was soaking now, the dark purple cockmeat streamed and lathered
with frothy white cum. Thick drops flew off and fell to the ground as he
jerked on his prick.
He was about to come. A spasm shook him and his jaw dropped open. The
smoldering pipe fell unheeded to the earth. A moment later, a glob of
cum fell onto the hot bowl, steaming in the air. His pisshole was
streaming freely now and his balls had swelled like over-inflated
balloons.
Suddenly his loaded balls erupted. As his fist pumped down, he felt his
cockshaft expand. The cream rushed up and a split second later a great
spurt of cum shot from his prick-knob, rising through the air and then
falling down and splattering on the fertile field. A second wad erupted
from his cock and rose straight up, hanging suspended for a moment, a
silvery rocket of slime hovering before his chest, then splashed back
onto his rubber boots. The stuff ran down the black rubber like
quicksilver.
Still thinking of his daughter's mouth and cunt and ass, Jake pumped his
prick off to the dregs. Spurt after spurt ripped out and then, as the
pressure was relieved, the last of his fuck-juice came out in a mere
trickle, running down his prick and pooling up on the web between his
thumb and forefinger.
Jake kept frigging his prick until he was sure that he had pumped out
every drop. His fist slowed, then halted, clutching his cock at the
roots. He staggered, weak-legged and spent.
His balls slowly subsided and his cock turned to rubber. But it didn't
go completely soft. Jake was a potent man and one handjob wasn't enough
to completely diminish his desire -- especially not when he had been
thinking about his daughter.
He looked down at the ground and smiled wryly. His creamy cum was
splattered all over the place. He shook his semi-hard prick and a few
drops of slime sprayed from his cockhead. He took out his handkerchief
and carefully wiped the remaining scum from his prickshaft, not wanting
any incriminating evidence lingering on his cock for his wife to find.
Then he folded his cock back into his fly. Still not really limp, the
fat prick resisted, and he grimaced as he jammed it forcibly back into
his trousers and zippered them up. He stared down. A definite bulge was
still evident in his groin, but it was not nearly as huge and prominent
as it had been before he'd unloaded his balls and it wasn't throbbing
and pulsating so noticeably. He guessed that he could get back to the
house without attracting the attention of the hired hand -- back to the
house where his ever-ready wife was waiting.
Jake, not content with his handjob, was eager to get home and stuff his
cock into Martha's hot cunt. And he knew that, when he did so, he was
going to close his eyes and make believe that it was his sexy young
daughter's pussy he was pounding into.
Still shaky and weak-kneed, Jake wandered out from the shelter of the
pine trees and headed for the house. As he walked, his balls were
already starting to recharge themselves and to refill with a new load of
fuckjuice.
He was still thinking about his bouncy, nubile daughter, lusting for her
and ashamed of his lust.
Jake would have lusted even more if he had known how naughty his little
girl could be -- and was being, at that very moment ...
Chapter 2
Bonny Harper was still a virgin, but that was a condition that the girl
fully intended to terminate at the first opportunity. She was practical
about it, with no desire to save her cherry for marriage or for the
right man. She simply wanted to get laid. Any guy would do, she figured,
as long as he had a big, hard cock. If she had lived in the city, Bonny
would probably have been screwed by this time, but in the isolated
countryside the selection of eligible young men was scant and although
she'd been flirting lasciviously with the hired hand, he hadn't yet made
a move in return. No doubt he was worried that he would lose his job if
her father found out.
Bonny had been finger fucking herself for about a year, having
discovered the pleasure of her hand by accident one day, while soaping
her crotch in the bathtub. She enjoyed it a great deal, and did it with
regularity -- at least once a day and often more. She frigged her cunt
to a foamy cum first thing in the morning, as a rule, when she was still
groggy from sleep, and often she went to sleep at night with her hands
still clamped over her soaking pussy. She seldom took a bath without
enjoying an underwater handjob, remembering how she had first discovered
the joys of self-induced coming. But, as much as she enjoyed it, the
sexy teenager was becoming bored with handjobs and was ready for some
stiff prick. Then she discovered a brand-new thrill.
It had happened the first time that she rode her pony bareback. Bonny
hadn't even been thinking naughty thoughts, she had simply been jogging
along on Buck's broad back when all of a sudden, her cunt started to
simmer, then smolder. She had wrapped her slender thighs tightly around
his powerful, sweat-lathered body and squirmed her crotch up and down
along the ridge of his spine until, gasping, she creamed. It had been so
wonderful that she could hardly wait for her next ride.
Just at the moment her father was beating his cock thinking about Bonny,
the girl was wriggling happily around on Buck's back. She had started to
squirm the moment the bend in the lane had taken her out of sight of the
field, moving sinuously and slowly, wanting to prolong the pleasant
build-up before the creamy conclusion.
Her thighs tensed and her ass churned. She clung to the pony's flowing
mane, her eyes narrowed and her lips parted, her pretty face
transfigured to a mask of pure passion. She wasn't wearing any panties
under her tiny denim shorts and the crotchband of those shorts was
sodden. The material was dragged into the vee of her crotch as if by the
suction of her cunt-hole, and her hairy, pink cuntlips were gaping open,
pushing free of the band. Frothy white cuntjuice trickled down the
insides of her thighs like a string of pearls.
Buck tossed his head up and snorted, his soft nostrils flaring and his
eyes wild and white. He sniffed, scenting the girl's arousal and, being
a stallion, started to get aroused himself. He trotted more slowly, his
gait faltering as Bonny rubbed her crotch up and down along his ridged
backbone.
A ribbon of pussy juice slid from Bonny's steaming cunt and poured down
the pony's back. The hot slime was drenching her shorts and seeping
through the denim, making the animal's back slippery and Bonny slid up
and down on that lubrication, moaning softly as her wonderful sensations
rose towards their peak.
Waves of joy rushed across her belly and shot like electric currents up
her thighs.
"Oh!" she gasped as a spasm shook her.
Her taut, swollen clit detonated, setting off a juicy explosion in the
depths of her fuckhole. The blonde girl jerked about spasmodically,
rubbing her cunt furiously up and down the pony's heaving back. She
bowed over his arched back, then threw her head and shoulders back, her
long blonde hair tumbling. The waves of her climax came higher and
faster, rushing one upon the other so fast that they were blending into
one prolonged peak. Her whole nubile body was vibrating, her plump tits
bobbing up and down, her trim ass grinding.
Cuntjuice flooded over the pony's back and dripped down his flanks. Buck
whinnied and came to a halt. Bonny continued to rub her groin against
him, working her climax off to the dregs as the muscular animal stood
rigid under her jerking body. The dumb animal wasn't quite sure what was
happening, but he knew it was exciting.
Buck twisted his head around, his thick neck coiling. His red tongue
came out and he slurped at the cuntjuice that was running down his side.
Bonny gasped when she saw her pussy cream slide onto the pony's long,
wet tongue. It thrilled her so much that another spasm jolted her loins
and another river of cunt juice bubbled out. The frenzied pony lapped it
up greedily.
"You like that, do you, boy?" Bonny murmured.
Buck whinnied, prancing under her, tossing her lithe body around. His
flanks heaved between her gripping thighs. The last wave creamed in her
cunt and Bonny whimpered with the thrill of it. She leaned forward over
the pony's withers, a dreamy smile on her lips.
Then she looked down and saw that Buck was getting a hard on. Bonny
tilted sideways on his back, gazing under him, fascinated. His prick was
long and thick and getting longer and thicker by the moment, the huge
cock extending in a series of jolts, and rising up to the horizontal.
His naked black cockhead came sliding out from its leathery sheath, a
massive slab of smoking hot cockmeat.
"Holy shit!" Bonny gasped.
She leaned closer, one knee hooked over his back, staring in awe at his
gigantic cock. She shook her head as if in disbelief. Buck snorted and
tossed his head about wildly. Slowly, the dreamy smile on Bonny's
sensual lips changed to a wicked grin.
She leaned right out over the pony's flank, like an Indian shielding
himself from a wagon train's guns, one thigh hooked across his back and
the other leg sliding under him. She rubbed her instep and ankle slowly
up and down the animal's cocksaft. The fat prick throbbed against her
foot and Bonny whimpered. She fluttered her toes against the flaring
wedge of his naked black cockhead and watched the huge prick pump in and
out like an inhaling lung.
Bonny was wondering: Should she jerk the pony off?
She sort of owed him a favor. After all, she'd creamed on his back and
by doing so, had caused that huge hard on, so she was sort of
responsible for dealing with it. Then, too, she reasoned, it would be
too embarrassing to bring the pony home in that aroused condition, and
how could she make his cock soft again, unless she emptied his balls?
These were justifiable reasons, certainly, but they weren't really the
main reason -- which was that naughty Bonny wanted to jerk the pony off!
Her hands were itching for a feel of that hard, hot prickmeat and she
was longing to have it throbbing in her grip, and then to see all that
hot, thick horse cum spurt out of his pisshole. It was kind of naughty,
she figured, but it was all the more exciting because of that. And it
wasn't really wicked, not as if she was fucking him or sucking him off,
she reasoned. She would never do that, would she?
Bonny slid gracefully off the pony's slippery back. His head turned and
he gazed at her expectantly. Being only a dumb brute, Buck didn't know
that it was naughty for little girls to jerk off animals and of course
he didn't even know what a handjob was. But he was going to find out.
Bonny stroked the excited pony's arched neck and ran her fingers through
his silken mane. The horse snorted and nuzzled his soft, moist snout
against the girl's cheek. His haunches were rippling with muscle,
pushing his prick in and out under his belly. Bonny had just creamed and
yet she was hotter than ever, totally thrilled by her naughty
intentions, her imagination sparking with lust, her pussy steaming
again. She grasped Buck by the mane and led him off the path, into the
wooded fringe that offered them sufficient concealment. The pony stepped
along willingly beside her, his head going up and down. His cock was
jutting out so straight and stiff that he seemed to be striding along a
fence.
Bonny halted in the dappled shadow of the trees and gazed at the pony's
cock and balls again, her pretty face radiant with desire. His prick
pulsated as if her hot gaze had physically caressed his meat and he
pawed at the earth with one hind hoof. Bonny slid her open hand down the
horse's sweat-soaked flank, then paused before she touched his cock. His
balls were so huge that she knew he would be shooting fuck-juice all
over the place when he came, and she didn't want to get her clothing
soaked with slimy pony cum. Anyhow, it would be more naughty, and more
exciting to be naked when she jacked the brute off.
Stepping back, Bonny drew her tight tee shirt up and over her head. Her
blonde hair cascaded and her firm tits swayed, freed from the cotton
confinement. Her nipples were so stiff and vibrant that they stood out
like little pink rockets ready to be launched.
Buck pushed his broad head out and nuzzled his silken snout against her
tits, neighing softly. His breath, warm and moist, billowed over her
plump mounds and Bonny trembled. She squirmed against the pony's nose,
stroking his neck. Then she stepped back and unsnapped the waistband of
her denim shorts. The pony eyed her speculatively, his nose twitching.
Bonny drew the zipper down and her shorts fell open, exposing the golden
triangle of her cunt mound. Buck's nostrils flared. He snorted and
stamped, confused by this novel situation and yet sensing with his
bestial instincts that something very pleasant was about to happen to
him.
Squirming her ass and hips, Bonny slowly tugged her tight- fitting
shorts down. She stepped out of them. As she raised her knee to do so,
her juicy cunt was revealed, and the pony whimpered as the sweet
fragrance wafted over him. The girl's cuntlips were unfurled like the
petals of a fleshy pink blossom, her pussy-slit opening into an oval
slot that was streaked with creamy cuntjuice. Her taut clit stood out,
firm and throbbing. She stood with her legs wide-spread, her hands on
her hips and her belly thrust out.
Buck stepped closer, his whole muscular body trembling. He lowered his
head and his moist nostrils blew against her pubic thicket. Bonny rose
onto her tiptoes and grasped the horny horse by the mane, shoving her
crotch right against his snout.
Buck sniffed and snorted. He was being driven wild by the aromatic scent
of the girl's arousal. He began to bob his head up and down like a
rocking horse, sliding his nose through her creamy pussy. His long,
nimble tongue pushed out and he lapped at the succulent cunt-slit,
dragging his tongue across her clit. Horsey slobber bubbled into her
gaping fuckhole, streaking her cuntjuice with frothy foam. Cunt-juice
and pony saliva poured down the insides of her thighs and Bonny moaned,
whipping her ass from side to side and grinding her groin against his
snout. His nostrils rippled in her fuckslot as he rubbed his muzzle
around. Bonny gasped and her pelvis jerked as the animal's long wet
tongue stabbed right up inside her smoldering cream-drenched pussy.
Bonny was longing to get her hands on the pony's iron-hard prick. She
was yearning to milk him off, but she couldn't bring herself to drag her
steaming pussy off the beast's warm muzzle. Her crotch seemed to be
glued to him by a paste of cuntjuice and saliva. She gripped his mane
with both hands, her fists entwined in the flowing strands, and moved
his head around as she jerked her cunt against him. She lifted one knee
then the other, shifting her weight. Buck had gone tongue-crazy by this
time, slurping and lapping frantically. His tongue shot into her and
flicked out, dripping with creamy pussy-nectar. Cuntjuice drenched his
soft muzzle and streaked his chin.
"Oh, yeah -- lap my cunt, Buck!" Bonny rasped, hardly able to believe
how wonderful it felt to have a pony's long, hot tongue stabbing into
her soaking cunt-hole and lapping at her tingling clit.
She leaned backwards, clinging to his mane for support as she tilted her
crotch higher. Buck's tongue slid out, running up the crack of her ass,
through her wide-spread cuntlips, across her clit and on up, flicking
her curly cunt mound and spraying pussy cream onto her slim belly. Her
hips shot out from side to side and she gurgled with the joy of it.
"Lap it up, boy," she whimpered. "Lick me off -- "
The pony dutifully and willingly continued to slap his tongue into her
creamy cunt, snorting and blowing hot, horsey breath right up her
fuckhole. Her clit rippled and throbbed, vibrating like a tuning fork.
The walls of her cunt-hole were seeping, and cuntjuice poured onto the
horse's tongue in creamy ribbons, further exciting the horny brute as
the delicious stuff soaked into his sensitive tastebuds.
Her cuntlips were unfolded so widely now that they were clamped around
the pony's twitching muzzle, and he seemed to be trying to shove his
snout right up her fuck tunnel. Clinging to his mane, the lithe girl was
riding his head, her trim thighs rippling with muscle as if she were
riding at a trot. Then she jerked faster, cantering, ready to break into
a gallop. Another creamy crest was building up in her belly as she
jolted against the pony with a fucking motion, whimpering and moaning
with her depraved delight.
Buck was humping, shoving his prick in and out just as if he was stuck
up a cunt. His prick was so long that the naked black prick-knob reached
up to his chest as his haunches heaved. His hot cock bumped against
Bonny's knee. His pisshole had started to weep and a slippery flow of
preliminary spunk soaked her leg. Feeling hot, thick horse-jism trickle
onto her flesh, Bonny wailed, more eager than ever to pump all that
precious fuckjuice from his cock and balls, so hot that she had to cream
herself first. Working towards that end, the naughty teenager whipped
her steaming pussy furiously against the pony's slurping tongue and
rippling nostrils.
Her legs began to shake violently. Her belly heaved up and her ass
jolted in and out as her hips ground against the brute. His tongue
lashed at her pussy, spooning cuntjuice out like a soft ladle stirring a
creamy bowl.
"Jesus -- my cunt is melting!" Bonny gasped.
As if he understood her words, Buck slammed his tongue deeply up Bonny's
pussy-slot as her climax ripped through her. Waves of joy higher and
more intense than any the girl had ever known before coursed through her
loins. Streams of cuntjuice lathered her crotch up and down into the
crack of her taut little ass as Buck's long tongue slid after those
delicious foaming rivers, slurping her juices back up. Spasm after spasm
shook the trembling girl as her clit and cunt went off like a machine
gun, peak rushing upon peak. Then the separate crests melted into one
tremendous orgasm and Bonny cried out with abandon. The prolonged thrill
caused her to shake spasmodically. The girl felt as if her whole body
was melting, her blood and bones and brain all turning into cunt-juice
and pouring from her fuckhole.
As the wild thrill finally ebbed, Bonny had to hold tight to Buck's mane
to keep from collapsing. Buck kept on lapping away, finishing the
succulent feast despite the fact that his neglected prick was hammering
for attention. Bonny rode his slurping tongue for a few more moments,
making sure that she had worked off every spasm and milked off every
juicy drop. His big tongue lapped it all up, replacing her cunt cream
with pony slobber.
Bonny staggered backwards. The horse's muzzle was clamped to her cunt so
firmly that as she dragged away, her cuntlips were pulled out then
jerked free with a loud, moist, slurping sound. Bonny took two steps
backwards and sank to the ground, panting and gasping. Buck stared at
her, cuntjuice dripping from his muzzle, his red tongue streaked with
cum cream and lolling from one side of his jaw. Faint with the thrill of
coming, Bonny gazed back at her pony through misty eyes, shaking her
head in awe.
What a wonderful day this was, the girl thought. It was wonderful
because Bonny knew damned well that she was going to be fooling around
with her pony an awful lot in the next happy weeks and months. Even with
her cunt cooled off momentarily by her orgasm, the girl was already
looking forward to her next bestial adventure.
But today wasn't finished yet.
Buck had a massive hard-on and swollen balls -- and Bonny owed her pony
a favor --
Chapter 3
Bonny was sitting in the grass, her knees raised and her sleek thighs
parted. Creamy cunt-juice and frothy pony slobber streamed down her
fluffy golden crotch and seeped into the tight crack of her trim little
ass. A slippery patch spread out on the ground under her as her juices
soaked into the soil.
Buck gazed at the inviting sight of Bonny's wet pussy and neighed
softly, his head going up and down, his mane tossing and his long red
tongue hanging out. Cuntjuice dripping from his muzzle and the horny
horse was still being driven wild by the aromatic scent of the girl's
pussy. He was ready and willing to tongue her off again.
But Bonny had a new pleasure in mind. As the pony gazed at her delicious
cunt, the girl stared back at his gigantic cock and swollen balls. Her
palms and fingers itched for a feel of that hard, hot prick-meat and her
pink tongue slid slowly back and forth across her lower lip. Bonny had
never sucked a cock, human or otherwise, but the randy girl just knew by
looking at it that Buck's huge prick would be a delicious mouthful.
The pony took a tentative step forward, his neck arching as he lowered
his head, ready to lap some more pussy. But Bonny gently pushed his
muzzle aside and nimbly slid under his broad chest, curling onto one
flank right in front of his cockhead. That massive slab of dark
cock-meat was aimed at her like a howitzer -- a cannon overloaded with a
charge of hot, thick fluid shot, ready to bombard the juicy target of
the girl's nubile body. She could feel the fiery heat of his smoking
cockhead against her flushed face as the mighty wedge of naked pony cock
flared and throbbed in front of her. Her blue eyes stared in fascination
at the thrilling lump of cockhead. She tilted her head from side to
side, her eyes glued to his prick and her tongue sliding across her
lips.
Buck snorted and pawed at the ground with one hind hoof, not sure what
was going to happen, but well aware that the girl was very close to his
thundering cock and ready for anything. His cock muscles tensed and his
prickshaft jerked up and down. A hungry little whimpering sound came
from Bonny's lips.
Reaching out with both hands, the girl cupped the pony's cockshaft
between them, gripping him just behind his throbbing cockhead. She could
barely span the thick prickshaft with both hands. His prick lurched. It
was like a piledriver. Buck's flanks trembled as he felt her hands on
his hard cockstalk. His haunches surged and he humped, shoving his prick
through her hands, his cockhead looming out towards her face. Bonny
began to pump her cupped hands up and down on his cockshaft, slowly and
steadily. As she pulled, the leathery sheath curled up over the ledge of
his cockhead and as she pushed back towards his balls, she dragged the
skin away, leaving his naked cockhead flaring out.
"Do you like that, Buck?" she whispered.
Buck snorted and humped, fucking through her hands. His prick was
getting bigger and harder with every stroke and his balls were swelling
as his load built up.
Bonny's mouth was watering and her tongue felt as hot as her clit, as if
her mouth had become a substitute cunt, an oral fuckhole. She yearned
for a taste of pony prick. But Bonny had never done anything like this
before and she was a bit inhibited. Sucking off an animal was real
naughty, she knew. Did she want to lose her oral cherry to a pony, or
save it for some lucky guy? She was hungry for his succulent cock and
delicious jism, yet timid and reluctant. She figured it would be enough
to just jerk him off and let his fuckjuice squirt out onto her tits and
into her face. Enough for the first time, at least, because Bonny knew
herself well enough to realize that she was not going to be satisfied
with merely frigging him off for very long.
She began to pump his prick faster and stroke farther down his hammering
cockstalk, eager to see and feel the steaming hot cum spurting from his
prick.
Her face was tilted slightly back so that her jaw thrust out and her
lips were parted, the tip her pink tongue showing. As Buck drove his
prick through her hands, his dark cockhead pushed close to her face. She
saw his pisshole ripple and part, the slit widening. A frothy nugget of
preliminary spunk oozed out then slid sluggishly down the dark cockmeat,
a silvery streak on the nearly black prickhead.
"Oh!" Bonny gasped.
The sight of that hot fuckjuice thrilled her to the core. Her tongue
tingled and her mouth drooled. She had intended to only jerk him off,
but seeing the cum seep from his pisshole was too much for the horny
girl to resist. Pony jism looked delicious. She leaned forward,
trembling. Another thick drop squeezed from his cleft and ran like
quicksilver down his meaty cockhead.
Bonny pushed her tongue out and gathered the frothy cum drop from his
cockhead with a quick slurp. She leaned back again and let the tasty
slime run around on her tongue then swallowed it down. The pony cum
warmed her belly like a fine cognac.
"Fucking hell!" she gasped, thrilled by the dark and depraved knowledge
of what she was doing, and loving the taste and the texture of the
animal's fuckjuice.
She tossed her head, her long, sun-streaked hair tumbling over her
shoulders. Yet another thick drop of jism bubbled from his pisshole.
Bonny didn't hesitate this time. She arched her slim back and pushed her
face forwards, shoving her tingling tongue right into the pony's
piss-hole and lapping the cream out.
Buck was going crazy as he felt a tongue on his frenzied cockmeat for
the first time. He humped energetically, pushing his prick out into
Bonny's flushed face. Her head tilted back as his cockhead pressed
against her lips. Bonny began to lick the hot cock, her tongue sliding
all over it. She whimpered with pleasure, discovering that the pony's
cockmeat was as delicious as his cum. Her nimble tongue slurped and her
saliva flowed over his throbbing prick knob. More preliminary fuckjuice
seeped out and Bonny tongued it up with relish.
The first taste had whetted her appetite and Bonny was ravenous for
Buck's full load now, yearning for the horse to cream in her open mouth.
She knew that she might feel ashamed of herself afterwards, but at the
moment, she was too hot and hungry to give a damn, so starved for a
drink of pony jism that nothing else mattered.
Bonny opened her mouth wide and clamped her lips around the tip of
Buck's dark, naked prick. His pisshole dripped onto her flashing tongue
and lathered her lips with slime. She sucked and lapped, moaning with
the pure joy of it. Cum and saliva dribbled down her chin. She began to
frig his cockshaft faster, eager to bring him off. Buck was humping
faster, too, as his balls swelled and throbbed. The dumb brute humped
into the girl's face, not knowing what he was doing, but knowing that it
was the best sensation he had ever known, better, even, than broodmare
cunt.
Bonny pulled his cock down and rubbed his dripping cockhead against her
tits for a moment. Cum poured into her cleavage and dripped from her
stiff, vibrant nipples. She squirmed against him, sliding his cock up
between her tits and taking the tip into the hollow of her throat. Then
she pulled his pounding cock back up to her face and began to lap and
suck on the delicious prickmeat again. His moist prick slid along her
cheek and her golden tresses fell over his cockshaft in a silken
curtain. Tilting her head, she licked then clamped her parted lips over
his oozing pisshole again.
His balls were so huge now that they looked like balloons. Bonny blew
down his cockstalk then sucked, nursing on his slimy prickhead. Cum
dribbled into her mouth in a steady flow. Buck had not shot his wad yet
and his balls were still full, but he had already fed the hungry
cock-sucker as much cum as a normal man would have ejaculated. The more
jism Bonny swallowed out of his pisshole, the more she wanted. Bonny had
become a true glutton and a meaty, creamy banquet throbbed in her young
mouth.
"Cum, Buck!" she whispered, speaking down his prick as if it were a
microphone, an intercom system connected to his balls. "Shoot in my
fucking mouth, boy -- oh, shit! I'm hungry for all your hot, creamy
fuckjuice -- "
She pumped back with both hands, stroking down to his balls and causing
his cockhead to flare in her face. Buck humped, driving his cock out as
her hands pushed back. Her mouth opened wide, her jaw dropping, and she
slipped her lips over his throbbing cockhead, sucking eagerly and
yearning for his cumjuice.
She felt his thick cockshaft expand in her hands, and looking down the
formidable length of his prick saw his balls throb as they prepared to
explode.
"Yeah -- yeah -- " Bonny gasped. "Cum, Buck -- cream in my mouth -- feed
me your fuck-juice!"
The pony slammed his cock out, his whole sturdy body quivering, and his
balls erupted. The thick load sped up his cockshaft. Bonny felt the huge
prick ripple and she whimpered, clamping her parted lips firmly over his
steaming hot cockhead. Her hands frigged back on his prick-shaft as his
joyjuice rushed up that throbbing cock. A great creamy spurt of jism
hosed the girl's throat, hitting her so hard that she swallowed
convulsively.
The first squirt poured straight down her gullet without touching her
tongue so that she felt the slimy load flood her belly without tasting
it. His second spurt shot out like a fluid rocket, splattering onto her
thrusting tits. Bonny slammed her head back onto his cockhead just in
time to take his third steaming wad into her mouth again, and this time
the slippery spunk skimmed over her tastebuds as it poured back into her
throat. The horny teenager finally had the pleasure of tasting it as she
drank it hungrily down.
The pony kept shooting, dose after dose squirting out of his gaping
pisshole, and Bonny gulped the delicious cum down with gusto. Her lips
gripped his prick, and her tongue flashed against the underside of his
massive prickhead. She had never known anything as wildly exciting as
drinking cum out of this pony's prick. Her delicate throat pulsed as she
swallowed. She gurgled with joy. She was gulping the horse's slime down
as fast as she could, but his load was so great that she couldn't drink
it all. Her mouth filled up and cum overflowed her parted lips, running
down both sides of her chin.
"More! More!" she wailed. And the potent pony obliged, squirting load
after load into her open mouth. Jism swirled in her cheeks. It skimmed
over the arched roof of her mouth, sloshed around through her teeth. Her
tongue was floating in a swampy sea of steaming hot pony cum.
Bonny sucked and swallowed, swallowed and sucked. Buck kept humping as
he drained his balls and emptied his cock. The last spurt hit her tongue
and the beast faltered, slowing down, his thrusts becoming erratic.
Bonny kept on sucking his slippery cock, milking out the last delicious
trickles from his pisshole.
Buck was finished. He stopped humping and stood, his legs spread wide,
his body heaving. His head hung down and his prick began to shrink and
soften. Greedy Bonny kept on licking and sucking to make sure that she
had dragged out every precious drop. Then she leaned back, her face
radiant with the joy of what she had done. She saw that a few ribbons of
spunk had escaped her lips and trickled down his cockstalk, and she
leaned forward again and deftly slurped the precious slime off his
shrinking cock. Then she licked his pisshole again, sliding her tongue
right up inside to gather up any cum that remained.
"Yummy!" she purred, her eyes glazed and a happy smile on her
cum-drenched lips.
Bonny had expected to feel ashamed of herself after it was over, but she
felt no such emotion, no regrets and no recriminations. Sucking the pony
off had been so wonderful that the only thing she felt was the desire to
do it again, very soon.
"We're gonna have a lot of fun together, from now on, you lovely pony,"
she promised the animal.
Buck whinnied and sidestepped, his cock starting to retract. Bonny
watched the naked meat of his cockhead slide back into its leathery
sheath, sorry to see it go.
How long would it take for a potent pony's balls to fill up with another
delicious load? she wondered. Even with a bellyful of the stuff, Bonny
was hungry for more, and looking forward to the next time she milked the
pony off into her greedy mouth. And now her pussy was smoldering again,
aroused by the cocksucking and cum- swallowing she had done. Her cunt
seemed envious of her mouth.
She squirmed sensuously, hoping that Buck would notice how hot and
creamy her pussy was, wanting him to slap his big wet tongue into her
crotch until she creamed. Reaching down over her belly, she spread her
cuntlips wide open, releasing the succulent aroma. But Buck, with his
balls drained and his prick soft, paid no attention. The pony was
placidly munching some grass. He had turned sideways on to Bonny and she
gazed at his cock in profile. The fat prick was drooping but even limp
it was a thrilling and impressive sight.
Bonny wondered if that massive hunk of pony cock would fit up her virgin
fuckhole.
The idea was intimidating, yet thrilling. Thinking of having her
cunt-hole stuffed full of rock-hard horse prick was making the naughty
teenager moan and shudder with need. Did she dare to try it, when Buck
had a hard-on again? She wasn't sure. She knew that she could never take
all of that long cock up her cunt, but she thought she might be able to
accommodate half of it, as far as length was concerned. But it was so
fucking thick, though. Would the pliable walls of her fuckhole spread
wide enough to take his cock-meat? Even if she could only manage to get
his cockhead into her pussy hole, it would be a treat. With that
throbbing cockhead jammed up her cunt, she could jerk him off and feel
his steaming hot fuckjuice flood her loins!
Ooooh! Feeling pony cum squirt up her cunt might be even better than
having him shoot in her mouth, she thought. Her cunt- hole didn't have
any tastebuds, so the delicious flavor would be wasted, but with hard
horse cock throbbing in her cunt-hole against her stiff clit while it
spurted into her would be wonderful.
Naughty Bonny was wild with desire again. Her young tits were drenched
with congealing streaks of slimy fuckjuice, and she scooped the thick
stuff up with her hands, brought them up to her face and lapped the
cream from her palms like a kitten at a cream bowl. Even delivered by
hand, the stuff was delicious -- although not nearly as tasty as it was
when she'd drunk it straight out of his spurting cockhead.
She scooped up another handful out of her cleavage, and this time she
moved her creamy hand down into her crotch and began to massage the pony
jism into her soaking, steaming cunt. The slimy stuff had started to
congeal, but in the heat of her groin it turned fluid again, lathering
her pussy and blending with her flowing cuntjuice. Bonny bent over,
looking down the plane of her belly, watching her cunt ripple and her
clit throb. She wished that she was limber enough to get her head right
down there, to lick and suck her own pussy. But she knew that she
couldn't quite reach it -- she had often tried.
Her hand was dripping with cuntjuice and pony spunk, and she brought it
up to her lips and tongued the slimy stuff up. Cuntjuice was almost as
succulent as cum, she thought. If she couldn't go down on herself, Bonny
decided that someday, when she got a chance, she would simply have to
suck some other sexy girl's pussy, just to find out what it was like to
have a cunt cream on her tongue.
Her clit sparked and tingled and her cunt-hole began to melt. Creamy
ribbons of pearly nectar poured from her pussy.
As she neared orgasm, the fragrance of her fuckhole became hotter and
steamier. Buck raised his head, his nostrils flaring, as the scent of a
creaming cunt drifted to him on the fresh country air. His prick
twitched, but he was too late. Bonny was already in the throes of a
shuddering climax and, her eyes closed, she failed to notice that the
pony was getting excited again.
Bonny was changing hands, alternating between her cunt and her mouth.
She rubbed her frothy pussy then brought her drenched hand up to her
lips while she dipped her other hand into her hot cunt. Her pink tongue
flashed as she slurped up cuntjuice from her palm and fingers. Then she
switched hands again. One hand came up to her mouth, soaking with
cunt-juice, while the other slid down into her groin, glistening with
her saliva.
The waves rushed across her heaving belly, coming faster and higher with
every surge. Abandoned to her self-induced delight, the teenager began
to frig her pussy with both hands. Tilting her wrist, she finger-fucked
up her smoldering cunt-hole with three fingers, while she used the other
hand to massage her throbbing clit.
A spasm shook her, then another. She gasped with the pure bliss of the
sensation as she neared her peak, then cried out, moaning, as her orgasm
hit her.
She clung there at the heights, her orgasm sustained and prolonged, both
hands frigging urgently. Cuntjuice streamed down her groin and poured
down her thighs. Her ass bucked in the grass and her nubile hips pumped
in a fucking motion. The last wave crashed through her and with a sigh,
Bonny sank back in the grass, smiling and panting, satiated for the
moment.
But not for long.
Buck eyed her speculatively. His cock was at half mast, ready to rise or
fall as the situation dictated. But the clever pony seemed to realize
that Bonny had finished the job herself. His shoulders jerked in the
equine equivalent of a shrug, and he lowered his head to the grass
again, placidly munching away.
Buck, like Bonny, was eagerly looking forward to the next time ...
Chapter 4
Martha Harper was just hanging up the telephone when Jake walked into
the house, still horny as hell, despite having spilled his seed on the
soil. Martha, like her daughter, was a sexy blonde with blue eyes and
big tits. She was sitting on the couch by the telephone stand, one leg
drawn up under her, the hem of her short skirt riding high up her lush
and shapely thigh.
"That was Claire," she said, not noticing the lump in her husband's fly
immediately "She's coming for the weekend."
Claire was their other daughter. She was twenty, and when the Harpers
had decided to move to the country, Claire had elected to remain in the
city and pursue a career in advertising.
She was also pursuing other things, but her parents didn't know about
that.
"That's nice," Jake said, crossing the room.
Martha looked up, smiling, pleased that their older daughter was going
to pay them a visit. She blinked, then her smile widened as she saw the
big bulge in Jake's trousers.
"Why, what a pleasant surprise!" she purred.
Martha was an ever-ready fuck, which was one of the reasons that Jake
had married her some twenty years ago -- just as she had accepted his
proposal mainly because of his huge, rock-hard cock. They had fucked up
a storm during their courtship, broken three beds on their honeymoon and
still, twenty years later on, screwed like crazed goats.
Jake stood in front of the couch, his loins shoved out.
"Hadn't we better go to the bedroom?" Martha asked. "Bonny might come in
and catch us at it."
"Naw, she's riding her pony," Jake said. At the very mention of his
nubile daughter's name, and the thought of how her ass had squirmed on
the pony's bare back, his prick jumped.
Martha giggled when she saw the front of his pants convulse. She reached
out and ran her fingertips up the outline of his stiff prick, brushing
it lightly. Then she cupped his bloated balls, lifting them in her palm
as if she were weighing the amount of cum they contained.
She drew his zipper down slowly, playfully, inch by inch. Jake unbuckled
his belt and the front of his trousers fell open in a wide vee. His
massive prick fell forward into view.
Martha fondled his hairy balls and gazed adoringly at his throbbing
cockhead and his thick, dark-veined cock-stalk. Holding his balls,
Martha leaned forward and pushed her tongue out, slowly licking up the
underside of his long, fat prick and then fluttering it at the base of
his flaring prickhead.
Jake grunted and twisted his hands in her blonde hair, purring her head
closer and pulling her mouth onto his prick. Martha sucked on his
pulsating prick-meat, purring happily.
"Ummmm," she moaned as she felt his prick-knob flare and throb in her
mouth. Her lips fastened on his cockshaft and she sucked lovingly on the
big slab of cockhead.
Jake shoved his cock deeper into her mouth, his ass and hips jerking in
a fucking motion.
"Unghhh," she gagged, as his cockhead clogged her gullet, but she held
his prick buried deep in her mouth and bobbed her head down, taking all
of the long cockstalk in. Her nose nestled in his wiry pubic hair and
her chin brushed his balls.
Jake drew out until only his cockhead was in her pursed lips, then he
slid it all into her head again, fucking into her mouth as if it were a
cunt-hole.
Martha's blonde head bobbed up and down as if she were ducking for
apples in a barrel, gorging herself on delicious cockmeat. Her tongue
slid around on the underside of his prick as her lips pulled and dragged
up and down on the thick prick.
Then she drew up to the tip of his cock and with her lips brushing his
throbbing cockhead, whispered: "Want to come in my mouth, darling? Shall
I suck you off and drink your cum?"
Jake hesitated. Martha was a great cock-sucker, enthusiastic and
experienced. She loved to give head and had even admitted to Jake that
one memorable day -- before they had met, of course -- she had sucked
off the whole basketball team, one right after the other, swallowing so
much fuckjuice that she had gained three ounces in weight overnight.
Now Jake regretted having jerked off.
The thought of shooting in Martha's mouth was inviting, but he lusted
for her cunt, too, and since he had already emptied his balls once, he
wasn't sure if he could manage to come twice more. Regretting leaving
her mouth, but looking forward to her pussy, Jake slowly pulled his
prick from her willing lips. His cockhead popped free like a cork from a
bottle, glistening with her spittle.
Martha eyed him curiously, knowing that Jake seldom turned down the
offer of a blow-job.
"I wanna fuck your cunt, baby," he rasped. "I'll take a rain check on
the blowjob until tonight."
Martha smiled and leaned back, licking her lips, not caring which of her
fuckholes he emptied his bloated balls into, as long as he filled her
with jism at one end or the other. She drew her skirt up above her
waist. She wasn't wearing any panties -- she seldom did around the house
-- and Jake gazed down at her crotch with undisguised lust. Martha's
cunt mound was a luxuriant triangle of curly blonde hair and through
that bushy tangle her cuntlips could be seen, pink and inviting. Her
clit stood out clearly, tingling and throbbing. Cuntjuice seeped down
into the crack of her uplifted ass and soaked the cushion under her. She
jerked her hips invitingly.
"Shove that big prick up my fuckhole, honey, stuff my cunt full of stiff
cock -- "
Jake sank down onto his knees, between her widespread thighs. His
massive prick loomed out over her loins, like a poised warclub,
threatening a blow that Martha welcomed. He folded his fist around the
thick hilt of his cock and pushed it lower. His cockhead forced through
her golden cunt bush and slipped down into her crotch. He tilted his
wrist, rubbing the tip of his cock up and down against Martha's
smoldering clit, and spreading a thick layer of fuck lube all over it.
Martha squirmed against him, whimpering.
"Put the fucker in me," she pleaded.
Jake nudged the tip of his prick into her, then halted. Martha jammed
her hips down impatiently, eager to get stuffed brimful of hard, hot
cockmeat, but Jake pulled back from her, holding only the tip of his
prick in her pussy. Her cuntlips sucked on his purple cockhead, dragging
on his cockshaft, pulling him in by suction.
"No -- turn around," he whispered, his voice husky with desire. "I wanna
fuck you doggy fashion."
That was fine with Martha who loved to get fucked in any possible
position and who didn't realize that, with her back to him, Jake could
more easily pretend that he was fucking his daughter!
Martha twisted around, throwing one leg over and turning her lush ass
towards the kneeling man. Her head was resting on the couch and her ass
wriggled against his belly. She reached back between her thighs and
cupped his balls, squeezing gently. Then her hand slid up onto the thick
root of his cockshaft and she guided his cockhead into her flooded fuck
slot. Turning her wrist, she stirred his prick-knob around in the creamy
entrance to her loins, then pulled him deeper. His cockhead vanished in
her cunt and her cuntlips clamped around his cockstalk, gripping him
like a pliable vise.
Jake grasped her by the handles of her hip bones, twisting her ass from
side to side. He began to slide his prick into her cunt slowly, inch by
inch. He gazed at the back of her blonde head and grimaced with lust as
he pretended that it was his teenaged daughter that he was wedging his
cock into.
Martha shoved her ass back impatiently, wanting all of that long,
thundering fuckshaft up her cunt-hole.
"Give it to me!" she moaned. "Shove it all up my cunt, Jake -- fill my
cunt with that big fucker!"
Jake stared down, watching his cock disappear inch by inch into her
hairy cuntslit. Her cuntlips dragged on his cock and the walls of her
fuckhole began to suck and pull on his buried prick- meat. With a lurch,
he rammed the last of his prick into her. His belly was jammed to her
curved ass and his balls pressed into her groin. He held the full
penetration for a moment, savoring the sensation of having every inch of
his stiff prick buried in hot, clinging pussy and letting Martha thrill
to the joy of having her cunt stuffed to the brim. He worked his cock
muscles, making the fat prickshaft throb inside her.
"Ooooh!" she squealed, feeling her cunt pulsate. Her pussy muscles
responded, sucking on his cockmeat as if she had a secret mouth inside
her loins. The walls of her fuck tunnel tightened, molding themselves to
the contours of his prick.
"Fuck me!" Martha wailed. "Pour that big prick in me, Jake! Fuck my ass
off!"
She moved first. Jake was holding steady, his ass and hips thrust out
and his head and shoulders arched back, gripping her firmly by the
hipbones. Martha pulled herself forward, sliding her cunt-hole halfway
up his fat cock-shaft, then she slammed back, enveloping all of his
prick again. Jake began to move with her, in counterpoint, plunging his
cock into her as her firm heart-shaped ass slammed back. As he drew out,
Martha twisted her hips sideways, winding her soaking fuckhole around on
his cock like a juicy nut on a bolt.
"Fuck -- fuck -- fuck -- " she gasped, repeating the word each time he
plowed into her.
"Take it, Martha!" Jake grunted.
Take it, Bonny! he thought, his imagination running wild, his dark
fantasies driving him to a frenzy. His ass corkscrewed and jolted as he
shoveled his big cock into her pussy, feeding her fiery furnace with the
cock fuel she craved. Dipping lower, he slid a long, rippling,
underslung stroke up her fuckhole, running the length of his cockshaft
across her throbbing clit. Then he hiked up and plowed into her from
above, his rock-hard cock slamming downwards. Her ass jerked and bucked
against him as he plunged in and out.
Cuntjuice poured from her pussy-slit as his thick cock stuffed her to
the brim and her cunt overflowed. Her ass jerked, her hips churned and
her big tits swung under her like ripe fruit as Martha matched the pace
of her husband's savage assault. He was pounding his prick into her
furiously, dragging her back by the hips to meet him as he slammed his
meat into the depths of her fuckhole. His smoking-hot cock hissed up her
flooded pussy-slit, tilting her ass upwards as it plunged in to the
roots. His hips switched sideways and he fed her a stroke from the left,
then from the right, then poured it into her with another long,
underslung thrust.
Her pliable cuntwalls gripped him, pulling and sucking on his prick as
it went in and out, marvelously tight, considering how much cock had
been up it through the years. Almost as tight as if she were a virgin,
thought Jake, shuddering and grimacing, his eyes half-closed, his mind
dancing to the tune of his depraved fantasies -- almost as tight as if
it were his cherry daughter he was throwing a doggy fuck into! He banged
his cock in violently, moaning and panting, shaking her whole lush body
with his powerful thrusts.
Now he was glad that he had jerked off previously, and that he was able
to prolong this superfuck. He held back and waited for Martha to reach
her climax, pretending that it was Bonny whom he was bringing to the
peak of sensation.
His hands slid up her flanks and he cupped her swinging tits, squeezing
the fat tit-mounds and pulling at the taut nipples. But Martha's tits
were bigger than Bonny's. That fat double handful did not jibe with his
fantasies and Jake's hands drew back to her ass and hips.
Martha was rising to the heights, gurgling and gasping. This was the
best fucking that Jake had thrown into her cunt-hole in ages! She had no
idea why, of course. She could not know that his wild energy had been
inspired by incestuous thoughts of his young teenaged daughter, but the
fucking was so good that it was doubtful if Martha would have given a
damn. As long as her pussy got his iron-hard, smoking-hot cockmeat, what
did Martha care about what he was thinking?
His bloated balls swung in like the clapper of a meaty bell, whacking
into her jolting crotch as his long cockshaft slid over her frenzied
clit. He slammed in balls-deep, pulled back out against the clinging
suction of her wet fuckhole until only his cockhead was in her cunt,
then pounded in to the hilt again. He was fucking her cunt to jelly!
Martha's blonde head turned from side to side and jammed against the
back of the couch as each savage lunge drove her body forward. She felt
as if his long cock was transfixing her, spiking her like a pig on a
spit. He plunged in so deep that she half expected to feel his throbbing
cockhead come sliding into her mouth, to have his jism spurt from her
lips when he came.
Her cuntlips gripped his prick so tightly that when he drew back he was
almost pulling her pussy inside out. Then he plunged back in, dragging
her swollen cuntlips up her cunt-hole. His open palms spread the firm
cheeks of her ass apart, exposing the tight brown bud of her shit chute,
causing Jake to wonder if it would be incestuous to fuck his daughter up
the ass or in the mouth. Maybe incest only applied to cunt fucking? He
wanted very much to believe it.
Martha was at the peak. Her clit detonated and her whole body shook
violently.
"Oh! Oh! I'm creaming-" she wailed.
Jake felt her cunt-hole melt around his driving prick like a wax candle
around a flaming wick. As her cum juices flooded into her fuck-hole, his
cock slid in faster on the slippery lubrication, shooting up her fuck
tunnel like a battering ram.
"Come! Come! Fill me with your fuckjuice!" Martha cried, desperate to
feel his hot jism squirt into her creaming cunt, knowing her own orgasm
would be even better when he pumped his fuckjuice into her. As her cunt
rippled and melted, her cuntmuscles sucked voraciously on his prick, as
if to drag his jism out by the suction.
"Yeah! Yeah! Here it comes, baby!" he howled.
His balls spurted, and the hot thick stream shot up his prick as he
plowed in, fucking into the depths of her cunt-hole. Martha wailed when
she felt his cum spurt in, and her pussy melted again. Jake pumped into
her, squirting more fuckjuice out each time he buried his cock, and each
time Martha felt another steaming load rush into her, she sparked and
creamed yet again. His balls seemed endlessly potent. He was pouring so
much joyjuice into her that she felt as if she would drown in the stuff.
Grunting, he shot his last load and slumped over her jerking ass,
panting heavily. Martha continued to move under him, working off the
last sweet spasms of her coming and milking out the last drops of her
cum cream on his cock.
Then she slowed too, smiling. She felt his cockmeat begin to shrink and
soften inside her. Jake drew back and his prick slipped out of her,
sagging. His huge cock drooped down, dripping onto the carpet. Her
vacated cunt was gaping wide open and it was flooded with their combined
fuckjuices, lathering her whole crotch with frothy, pearly cream. It ran
down her thighs, soaking the couch. Martha felt drained, limp and
exhausted by her incredible climax. She twisted lazily around to face
the kneeling man. His cock was retracting. Martha slurped it into her
mouth and sucked all the cum and cuntjuice from his limp prick-meat.
Later, when he was hard again, she wanted to suck him off and drink his
jism. Martha loved the taste of cum. She loved the taste of her own
cuntjuice, too.
Maybe Bonny had inherited her oral inclinations.
Chapter 5
Twenty miles away, in her apartment in the city, Claire Harper put the
telephone down after talking to her mother. She sighed. Claire felt it
was her duty to spend the occasional weekend with her family, but she
wasn't looking forward to it. There were so many exciting things to do
in the city and Claire expected to be bored stiff on the farm.
Claire, like her mother and sister, was blonde, but her hair was not as
sunstreaked, it was a shade or two darker. She was every bit as pretty
and sexy as either of the other two, as a lot of lucky people had found
out since the girl had had her own apartment and the freedom to fuck
when and whom she chose. Nor was she selective in choosing her partners.
Claire did not limit herself to any one man at a time.
Claire did not even limit herself to men.
Wolf, her big black Alsatian, was lying on the carpet, his blunt head
resting on his front paws with his eyes closed. Claire had bought the
dog for protection when she decided to take an apartment in the city,
but Wolf had turned out to be a whole lot more versatile than a mere
guard dog, and in a very interesting way.
Claire leaned back in the chair beside the telephone stand, frowning
slightly at the thought of the boring, wasted weekend ahead of her. She
was wearing a frilly black negligee of a silken material that clung to
her curvaceous body as if caressing her. She crossed her legs. The
negligee rustled and parted, exposing most of her lush thigh.
Wolf growled in his sleep. He had been dreaming about chasing rabbits,
and was twitching slightly. But now his dream changed and he began to
twitch a bit more, his black nostrils flaring, as the sweet, juicy scent
of hot pussy overwhelmed his bestial senses. No rabbit was ever as tasty
as pussy.
Claire glanced at the dog. He presented a slight problem whenever she
visited the farm. She couldn't take him with her because the sheepdogs
resented having urban guests. Claire had put him in a boarding kennel
the last time she had visited the farm, but Wolf, accustomed to more
personal attention, had been miserable. Claire was wondering if Sarah,
her next-door neighbor and very good friend would be willing to keep the
dog for the weekend.
She guessed so. Sarah was usually more than willing to do whatever
Claire asked her to do.
Claire started to reach for the phone again, then paused. It would be
just as easy to walk down the hall to Sarah's apartment and, face to
face, the girl would be less likely to refuse the favor. Claire
uncrossed her long, shapely legs, about to stand up.
Wolf's amber eyes opened and he raised his head.
"Gonna miss me, Wolf?" she asked.
The doggy whined as if he understood.
"Shit! I'm gonna miss you, too," Claire said, smiling and shaking her
head, thinking of the long and presumably fuck-less weekend that duty
forced her to suffer.
Wolf got to his feet, wagging his long, bushy tail. His long red tongue
was lolling out over his gleaming fangs. He shook his big, muscular body
and stepped forward.
Claire raised her eyebrows and grinned when she saw that the dog's prick
had started to lengthen and harden. The tip of his angry red cockhead
was just starting to squeeze out from the shaggy black sheath of his
foreskin. Claire hadn't actually been thinking about sex, but her cunt
was always simmering and the scent had aroused the Alsatian. Claire, in
turn, began to get aroused herself, as she gazed fondly at the dog's
cock and balls.
She squirmed back in the chair and parted her sleek thighs, drawing the
frilly negligee up to her waist. Wolf whimpered and advanced, his big
blunt head turning from side to side and his black snout twitching. His
cock continued to rise in a series of jolts. All of the naked meat of
his prick-knob flared out and, as his cockshaft stretched out parallel
with the floor, the red tip throbbed against his chest. He seemed almost
top heavy, straddling that long, fat cockshaft, his hindlegs bowed
around his balls.
Claire slid her hand down over her blonde cunt-hair and stroked her wet
pussy, causing her cuntlips to ripple open and her pussy-slit to fill up
with cuntjuice.
"That what you want, boy?" she whispered. "Hummm? Does the nice doggy
want some hot pussy this morning?"
Wolf barked.
Claire, thinking that she would not be getting any prick over the
weekend, figured that it would be a good idea to get her ass fucked off
before she left. She had been fucking the dog a lot recently. In many
ways it was more thrilling than fucking a man. The doggy was so
enthusiastic and energetic, and she loved the way he whimpered when he
creamed. Then, too, it was lust, pure and simple, with no need for
emotional complications. It was kind of naughty, she knew, but it was
all the more exciting because of that sense of depravity, because of the
very knowledge that she was getting screwed by an animal. As long as no
one ever found out, what was the harm? And, the main thing was, it felt
so fucking good!
Claire wriggled down in the soft armchair, her ass perching on the edge
of the cushion and her legs extended to the floor, thighs parted wide.
Her cunt was steaming. Cuntjuice trickled down into the crack of her
ass. Wolf advanced, his nostrils drawn to the compelling aroma of his
mistress's pussy and his long, wet tongue hanging out, dripping with
doggy slobber.
Claire jerked her hips up, tilting her creamy crotch higher, her ass
rising from the chair.
"C'mon, boy -- lap it up!" she rasped.
The Alsatian's cold nose nudged against the inside of her thigh and slid
on up. Claire shuddered as that wet black snout tapped against her hot,
throbbing clit. He pushed against her as if he was trying to shove his
shaggy muzzle right up into her fuck tunnel. Claire ground her crotch
against his nose, whimpering. His nimble tongue slurped out, running up
her open pussy and flipping across her clit. Doggy saliva sprayed into
her cunt bush.
"Ahhh!" she sighed at the first stroke of his hot tongue, her long
eyelashes fluttering. Wolf whined and slapped his tongue into her cunt
again, becoming frenzied as the succulent flavor of cuntjuice sparked on
his sensitive tastebuds. She hiked up, her thighs rippling as they took
her weight. Wolf began to lap her with long, moist slurps that ran from
the crack of her ass all the way up to her blonde cunt bush, dragging
through her cunt and over her clit. Pearly pussy juice coated his
tongue, glistening on the red meat and dripping from the edges. Frothy
doggy slobber drooled into her cunt-hole.
His shaggy head bobbed up and down like a rocking horse as his tongue
slapped steadily into her crotch. Her cuntlips spread wider and the dog
slid his tongue right up into her fuckhole, licking at the inner folds.
Flecks of pussy cream gleamed on his black muzzle as the stuff poured
out of Claire's aroused pussy. Her eyes closed, a dreamy smile on her
face. Claire loved to get tonguefucked by anyone or anything. A tongue
was a tongue, what difference did it make if that tongue were attached
to a man or a dog -- or a woman, come to that, a fact that made her good
friend, Sarah, very happy.
The dog's nimble tongue felt so good that Claire was sorely tempted to
let him finish the job, to cream in his hot mouth. But his huge prick
felt even better, she knew. If she came on his tongue, she could still
let him fuck her, of course -- in fact she would have to, because the
doggy would be desperate after lapping her cum cream up -- but his prick
wouldn't be quite as wonderful after she'd already creamed. She jerked
her pussy against his snout, sighed, then reached down and grasped the
brute by the collar, yanking his head out of her crotch.
Wolf gave her an inquisitive look, his intelligent, amber- colored eyes
blinking, his head cocked to one side.
"Go fuckies, Wolf," Claire whispered.
She patted the cushion beside her flank. The Alsatian needed no further
signal. Well-trained and willing, he barked with expectation and bounded
up, planting his forepaws on either side of her lush hips, his hindlegs
braced on the floor. His massive black cockstalk loomed out over her
slim belly, the naked red meat of his cock-crown flaring and growing.
His tongue slurped at the girl's face, streaking her with doggy slobber
and cuntjuice. Claire moaned, abandoned to lust now, her own instincts
as bestial as the animal's. She pushed her tongue out and licked at his
wet muzzle, then opened her lips and sucked his dripping tongue into her
mouth, nursing on it.
As she swapped tongues with the doggy, Claire reached down between them
with both hands, fondling his bloated balls with one and stroking his
hairy cockstalk with the other. She bent his prick down and tapped the
smoking hot prickknob against her nipples, then eased his cockshaft into
her cleavage. Wolf humped, fucking her between her tits, his cockhead
sliding up her breastbone and nudging into the hollow of her pulsing
throat. She felt the hot seepage of his weeping pisshole flow onto her
and she shuddered. She tilted her face down and licked at the frothy,
rubbery meat of his cock-head. His preliminary spunk coated her tongue
and she whimpered hungrily. Just as she had been tempted to let Wolf lap
her to a creamy conclusion, now Claire was sorely tempted to take that
flaring cockhead into her mouth and milk him off, swallowing a precious
load of doggy cum.
But her pussy was begging for attention, so hot that she half- expected
it to burst into flames -- flames that could only be quenched by a
foaming load of lust-extinguishing fuckjuice.
She curled her tongue around his dripping prickhead once more, then
leaned back. The Alsatian loomed over her, trembling and whining and
drooling, awaiting her pleasure with doggy exuberance. His cock was
pounding and hammering with urgency, the fat red cock knob flaring out.
Claire pushed his iron-hard prick down lower, guiding the wet prickhead
into her fuck slot. Her cunt was burning but the naked meat of the dog's
cockhead felt even hotter as it throbbed at the entrance to her seething
loins.
Gripping his cockshaft, the blonde dog-lover inched the throbbing slab
of his cockhead into her cuntlips. Then she released her grip, knowing
that Wolf knew what to do next.
The big dog whimpered as he felt his cock-head slide into her hot,
slippery cunt-hole. His powerful body rippled with muscle and he braced
his shaggy haunches. His hind paws scrambled on the carpet. Claire
tilted her crotch higher, waiting for his savage assault. His prick-knob
was stuck up her and her cuntlips gripped his hairy prickshaft eagerly.
The length of his cock stood out, poised at her fuckhole, throbbing with
urgency.
"Feed it to me, boy," Claire whispered, her lips trembling and her voice
husky with desire. "Stuff that hot cock-meat up my cunt- hole and fuck
me silly, you son of a bitch!"
It was as close to a term of endearment as a dog-fucking girl had to
say. Wolf tensed, his flanks quivering. Then his hairy haunches jerked
out and he slid the full length of his long prick up her fuckhole.
Claire gasped as she felt his massive cock till her loins. His cockhead
felt like a slab of molten iron deep inside her belly and his thick
prick-rod was like a heated crowbar, levering at her cunt-hole. His
swollen balls were jammed tight to her upthrust ass, his jism load
swelling inside his bloated balls.
Claire drew back slightly, then pushed down again, fucking herself
through an inch or two of doggy cock. Her cunt sucked on his cockhead
and her clit throbbed against his hairy prick-shaft. She jerked and Wolf
howled and began to hump, shoveling his smoking prick into her cunt-hole
with brutal, powerful thrusts.
Claire moaned, throwing her legs up and hooking her knees over the dog's
humping flanks, riding him from below. He plunged in steadily, his bushy
tail lashing behind his humping haunches like a rudder steering his
prick up her fuck tunnel.
With her cunt-hole stuffed so full of big doggy prick, Claire thrashed
wildly about in the chair, her pelvis jerking, her ass churning, her
lush hips jolting. Her pussy was sucking on the dumb brute's cockmeat as
the hairy prick plowed in and out, making moist, slurping sounds. Frothy
white cuntjuice rimmed her pussy- lips like whipped cream, and the
Alsatian whipped his prick into that foaming fuckhole with gusto. His
smoking-hot cock drove deep into her smoldering fuckhole and the long,
thick, hairy cockshaft stuffed her to the hilt.
"Oh! Oh! Oh!" she moaned, her pretty face twisted into a mask of
primitive passion. She became like an animal herself as she matched the
brute's energy and enthusiasm.
Wolf's black prick came jerking out, streaked with pearly cuntjuice. The
stuff steamed from his prick-meat. Then he lashed it back up her cunt,
going in balls-deep, his prick hissing through her sodden, smoldering
passage. His cum-filled balls swung in and out, slapping against
Claire's upthrust ass, then flopping back between the Alsatian's
hindlegs. He was pumping his doggy-cock in her faster and harder, with
total abandon. His spine twisted as he fucked every inch of his cock
into her cunt-hole, and his long tail swished about like a propeller
behind his thundering haunches.
Her smooth thighs tightened on his hairy flanks, dragging him into her
pussy, then relaxed to let the beast draw out, before he plunged back up
her steaming fuckhole. His powerful thrusts shoved her ass down into the
cushion, and, dragging his cock back out through the clinging suction of
her fuckhole, he tilted her up again.
Claire felt his mighty prick expand inside her, spreading the wet walls
of her cunt-hole wider. His cockhead flared and throbbed and his balls
inflated like tomatoes. From the way the brute was whimpering and
whining, Claire knew that he was about to shoot his wad. She shuddered
in anticipation, yearning for the thrilling moment when his hot jism
spurted into her cunt.
"Shoot, Wolf!" she gasped, trying to hold her own coming back, to come
at the same moment that the doggy filled her with his hot, thick
fuckjuice. Waves of ecstasy shot through her belly and ran up her
thighs, bringing her towards the peak.
"Slime my fucking cunt, boy!" she wailed, jerking her pussy against his
pounding prick spasmodically.
Wolf howled and threw his head back. His cock plunged into her cunt and
Claire cried out with joy as she felt a hot stream of fuckjuice splash
into her. It felt like melted lead as it poured into her soaking
cunt-hole. She let herself go and her own climax ripped through her in
violent spasms. Her clit exploded and her cunt melted. The Alsatian's
haunches slammed back on the recoil as his cock shot off, coming so hard
that his cum juice splashed out onto her thighs. But her pussy walls
clamped tight to his prick- meat, holding him in. He drew out until only
his red cock-knob was inside, then pounded in as his second creamy
geyser erupted up the blonde girl's fuckhole.
"Ahhhh-oooohh!" she gurgled, lost to the bliss of creaming, feeling the
dog's steaming hot jism flood her again and again. Cum and cunt-juice
streamed from her pussy, soaking the dog's balls. As the bloated
scumbags whacked in, draining themselves into the girl's cunt, they
slapped against her crotch, spraying fuckjuice from her in all
directions. Her blonde pubic triangle was matted with slime, the stuff
poured down her thighs and soaked into the crack of her ass. Wolf kept
on pouring spunk into her and Claire creamed again with every spurt,
going off like a machine gun.
At last, his cock and balls were emptied.
Wolf slowed, his thrusts becoming jerky and erratic, then he stopped
humping and stood over the girl, his head down and his tongue lolling
out, his flanks heaving. Claire continued to move for a few moments,
fucking off the last of her sweet ecstasy on the big brute's immobile,
but still buried, prick. She shook with the last throbbing spasm, then
she, too, stopped humping. Despite having blown his wad, Wolf's cock
felt, if anything, even more huge inside her cunt-hole, jammed so
tightly it was spreading her fuck tunnel wide, every millimeter of his
prick outlined in her cuntwalls.
Claire wondered if maybe they were stuck together, tied like two mating
canines and she would have to stay there locked on his cock until
someone came and threw a bucket of water over them. But although the
blonde girl fucked like a bitch, her pussy was human. After a few
moments, Wolf's cock began to pull slowly out of her. The hairy black
cockshaft slid free, soaked with their combined slime. Her cuntlips
collared his cock-knob, refusing to let the fat slab of naked cock pull
free for a moment. Then it popped out. Wolf hopped down from the chair,
his cock swaying and starting to droop. Claire gazed down at her
lathered crotch, watching the scum ooze from her crotch. She smiled
happily. It might be the last fuck that she was going to have until next
week, but it had been a wonderful one, and she was so satisfied and full
of doggy cum that she figured she could get through the weekend without
feeling too frustrated.
As it turned out, Claire didn't have to do without. Neither did Wolf,
come to that ...
Chapter 6
Claire's good friend and next-door neighbor, Sarah Jenkins, did not like
men. Sarah was a tall, shapely girl with thrusting tits and a
teardrop-shaped ass. She had a mane of curly black hair and sexy green
eyes and she could have had just about any man she wanted. But she
thought that men were demanding, vain and unreasonable.
Just because she didn't like men, however, did not mean that Sarah did
not like cocks.
She had been fucked a few times, and had adored to get her cunt-hole
stuffed full of cockmeat and flooded with fuckjuice. But that was all
that she wanted. And the men she had screwed had all wanted more --
probably because Sarah had fucked them so well. They wanted her to be
faithful to them, to pledge fidelity, to go steady, to proclaim her
love. But Sarah could not do that. She didn't love any of them. She
loved their pricks, and that was all of it. Ideally, she thought, she
should have a big, hard, disembodied cock and balls, so that she could
get fucked whenever she wanted without having to deal with some
unreasonable guy on the end of them.
That was why she had bought herself a dildo.
It had been amusing, making that purchase. She had selected a huge
rubber prick and in a playful mood, holding it lovingly against her
tits, had asked the bald, ugly clerk if there was a fitting room where
she could try it out. He had almost fainted. She had tried it out as
soon as she got home, but it proved slightly disappointing. It was the
right size and shape, stuffing her pussy very nicely, and she had been
able to control the pace to suit her own rising urgency. But the rubber
cock had one serious drawback -- it couldn't cum. Sarah had creamed on
the dildo, but the dildo had not shot her cunt full of fuckjuice and,
without that thrill, there was something lacking.
Still, it was better than nothing, and Sarah frigged herself off with
the fuckstick regularly.
She was wondering whether she should give herself a good rubber cock
session at the moment, in fact, or whether she should go next door and
see if Claire was in the mood to fool around. Sarah wasn't exactly a
lesbian. But she loved to suck pussy. She never associated with true
dykes, because they were the same as men, wanting emotional attachments
and never satisfied with keeping it purely physical. But it was
different with Claire. Claire was not a lesbian, either, but she loved
to get her cunt sucked off and, like Jack Spratt and his wife, together
they could lick the platter clean. It was a convenient arrangement,
agreeable to both- -physical pleasure without any obligations.
Sarah, stark naked, had taken her rubber prick from its drawer and was
rubbing the fat cock-knob against her tits and nipples. The dildo was a
huge, realistically contoured device, with a flaring knob and thick
veins up the underside of the shaft. If only the fucker could cream,
Sarah thought, with a sigh.
She was getting hot, her nipples shooting out as she rubbed the dildo
against them, and her pussy was starting to flood. She pushed the rubber
cock up through her cleavage, tonguing the tip as it squeezed out from
between her fat tit-mounds. It didn't taste as lovely as a
flesh-and-blood cock, course, but it was better than nothing. She sucked
on it a bit, then started to lower it to her groin.
The doorbell sounded.
Sarah frowned at the interruption. Just when she was all ready to stuff
her pussy! She considered not answering the door, but then she called
out: "Who is it?"
"It's me," Claire replied.
Sarah grinned, her green eyes glowing. What a lucky time for her
neighbor to stop by! She moved to the door, naked, the saliva- slippery
dildo in her hand. There was nothing inhibited about Sarah, especially
not where Claire was concerned. Claire had the most delicious cunt that
Sarah had ever sucked -- probably, although Sarah didn't know it,
because that cunt was usually full of doggy cum.
Sarah opened the door, grinning impishly.
"Oh!" Claire exclaimed, blinking in surprise at the unexpected sight
that greeted her eyes. The dark-haired beauty stood in the doorway, her
legs slightly parted, cuntjuice trickling down her thighs and a big
rubber prick held against her bushy cunt mound.
Sarah smiled, her green eyes running over the lush figure in the slinky
black negligee.
Then Claire, recovering from her shock, grinned.
"Am I interrupting something?" she asked teasingly.
"Nothing that can't wait -- or that you can't help me with, honey," said
brazen Sarah, raising her eyebrows. She stepped back to allow her
girlfriend to come in. Claire slid past her, her arm brushing against
one of Sarah's full tits.
"I -- I wanted to ask you to do me a favor," Claire said.
"My pleasure," replied Sarah, and her pink tongue slid meaningfully
across her lower lip.
Claire started to speak again, to explain that Sarah had misunderstood.
But then she paused. Sarah was obviously hungry for some pussy and
getting head from the pretty girl was never a hardship. Also, if she
gave Sarah what she wanted, Sarah would probably be more willing to do
her the other favor of keeping Wolf for the weekend. Claire had creamed
very satisfyingly on the dog's spurting prick a few minutes ago, but at
the sight of Sarah's moist lips and slippery tongue and eager
expression, the blonde girl began to get aroused again.
"I haven't had breakfast yet," Sarah said.
"How about a hot, creamy crumpet?" Claire replied.
"Ummmmm -- yeah! I'll lick the filling out," Sarah whispered, her eyes
narrowed to slits and glowing like melted jade, and her nimble tongue
still sliding suggestively across her full lower lip. She took Claire's
hand and led her across the room, still holding the fat rubber cock in
her other hand.
Claire turned and sat down on the couch. Standing over her, Sarah opened
the blonde's frilly negligee. Claire's tits were creamy, the smooth
globes full and capped by stiff pink nipples. Sarah leaned down and her
curly black hair cascaded over the blonde's white tits. Sarah sighed,
and ran her wet tongue up through Claire's deep cleavage. Then she
sucked one of her stiff nipples into her lips, nursing hungrily on it.
Claire arched back, moaning. Her tits thrust up, as round and as full as
balloons. She stroked the back of Sarah's dark head and squirmed against
her face. Sarah switched back and forth, mouthing each of Claire's tits
in turn, paying equal oral homage to both plump tit-globes.
Sarah sank slowly to her knees on the floor, between Claire's spread
thighs. She gazed down at the blonde's cunt, whimpering hungrily.
Claire's clit was stiff and vibrant -- and so was Sarah's tongue. Sarah
was positively drooling for that creamy snack, her green eyes burning
into Claire's groin like laser beams. As a tease, Sarah did not lower
her face into the blonde girl's steaming crotch for a few moments.
Saliva flecked her lips and her pretty face flushed with desire. Her
hands moved onto Claire's knees and she suddenly remembered that she was
still clutching the dildo. Grinning, Sarah slid the rubber cock up the
inside of Claire's lush thigh.
Claire shook her head and started to speak, to tell Sarah that she
wanted tongue, not a rubber substitute for a prick. But then she paused,
knowing full well how much Sarah adored to eat pussy and realizing that
the dildo would be no more than a preliminary to that mutually desirable
feast. Staring down at Claire's crotch, Sarah nudged the tip of the
rubber tool into her pussy-slit. Claire's cuntlips fluttered open and a
silvery streak of cuntjuice slid down her open slot and ran onto the
dark rubber prick-knob.
Claire moved her hips, grinding her pussy against the head of the dildo,
murmuring softly. Sarah slowly fed the fat cockhead up the blonde girl's
pussy, twisting the hard cock-rod from side to side, levering and
wedging and prying. Claire gasped as the rubber prick brushed her clit.
It felt awfully good. Claire had never been fucked by a dildo before.
She jerked her belly and twisted her hips as Sarah continued to feed the
long, thick rubber cock up her steaming fuckhole. With almost all of the
length buried, the dark girl rotated it, her wrist turning as she
twisted the rubber cock all the way around inside Claire's cunthole,
massaging her in a way that a real prick could not. As she rolled the
cock around, she fingered Claire's throbbing clit with her other hand.
"Oh, shit, I'll cream -- "
"Don't -- not yet," whispered Sarah. She pulled the prick out and slid
it back in. The thick prick-rod squished as it filled Claire's cunt,
pumping pussy juice out. Sarah fucked in and out steadily. Then she
arched her back and pushed her own belly up between Claire's thighs,
holding the hilt of the rubber cock against her own cunt mound, as if it
were her prick and she was actually fucking her blonde friend. Her
teardrop-shaped ass corkscrewed, and her hips jolted as she cranked the
substitute cock into Claire's steaming fuckhole.
"Oooooh -- I wish I had a cock, darling!" Sarah moaned. "I wish I could
fuck you and cum in you!"
"So do I!" wailed Claire, meaning it. What a thrill it would be to get
screwed by a girl with both cock and tits! She watched those fat tits
sway as Sarah humped between her thighs. Reaching out, she cupped the
firm tit-globes and fondled Sarah's nipples. She closed her legs around
the dark girl, holding her tight, feeling the thick rubber prick ram
into her drenched cunt-hole.
Sarah frigged into the blonde a few more times, then slowly pulled the
dildo out, not wanting Claire to cream -- she wanted that thrill
reserved for her mouth. The rubber cock was soaked with Claire's
cuntjuice. Sarah brought it up to her face and ran her pink tongue up
the hard rubber cockstalk, lapping the cream up with moist slurps.
Slipping the cock between her lips, she sucked. A trickle of cunt cream
ran down from the corner of her mouth onto her chin.
"Yummy!" she sighed, swallowing.
That cuntjuice, served on a rubber stick, was whetting the cuntlapper's
appetite. But still she prolonged the ultimate moment. She slipped the
dildo, wet with saliva now, back up Claire's cunt and twisted it around
in her steaming fuck tunnel. Pulling it out again, she held it up to
Claire's face.
"Taste yourself," she whispered, her voice thick with lust. "Lick your
juice off it, see how fucking delicious your cunt is, Claire -- see what
a wonderful treat you're gonna feed me!"
Claire obediently lapped at the rubber prick, then slurped it into her
mouth and nursed on it. The taste of her pussy nectar sparked on her
tongue, thrilling her. She could full understand why Sarah loved to suck
her off, what a pleasure there was in eating pussy. Claire had never
sucked a cunt herself, but the idea thrilled her -- all Sarah had to do
was ask.
But Sarah preferred sucking to being sucked, and by this time she was
drooling for Claire's sweet pussy. She pulled the dildo out of Claire's
pursed lips and tossed it aside. Lowering her dark head, she licked at
the blonde's tits and nipples and then slid lower, working her wet way
down Claire's belly.
Claire arched, heaving her ass up and opening her thighs wide apart,
presenting her crotch to the cunt-hungry girl. Her pussy folds were
open, her cunt-slit lathered with cream. Sarah's tongue slid through her
golden pubic triangle. She was drooling into Claire's cunt bush, matting
the blonde curls with frothy saliva.
Moving still lower, she tongued up the insides of Claire's thighs and up
the creases where the blonde girl's shapely legs joined her crotch,
licking parallel with Claire's cunt but not yet making contact. Claire
whimpered softly with need.
"Suck me, Sarah," she whispered. "Tongue my cunt!"
Sarah sighed happily at the request, pleased that Claire wanted it as
much as she wanted to do it. Her pretty, flushed face turned to Claire's
groin. Her mouth was only an inch from Claire's cunt and she paused,
gazing rapturously at the delicious snack. Her tongue pushed out and
tapped lightly at Claire's throbbing clit. The stiff clit exploded
against her tastebuds.
"Oh! Oooooh!" Claire moaned.
The dildo had been nice, but Sarah's hot tongue was wonderful! Claire
pushed her soaking crotch down, her ass on the very edge of the couch.
Sarah tongued her clit avidly, then she slid her tongue up Claire's open
cunt-slit, licking her cuntlips and tonguefucking up her hot pussy-hole.
The dark-haired girl's tongue was magic. It flashed and flicked
skillfully, sending vibrations through Claire's loins. Sarah lapped
pussy even better than Wolf, Claire thought. If only her talented tongue
was as long as the dog's!
Sarah had been using only her tongue to begin with. Now her lips parted
and her head tilted and she clamped her open mouth over Claire's
smoldering fuckslot, her black hair tumbling over Claire's loins as she
began to suck greedily. A hot river of cuntjuice poured into Sarah's
mouth and her throat pulsed as she swallowed the delicious cream. Her
head turned from side to side, her lips never for a moment leaving
Claire's pussy.
"Ummmm -- ummmmm -- ummm -- " Sarah purred, relishing the succulent
feast, abandoned to the joy of cuntsucking.
Claire stroked her lover's dark head and jolted her hips up and down,
rubbing her cunt-lips against that willing mouth and flashing tongue.
Sarah stabbed her tongue as far up the blonde's fuckhole as she could,
sucking hungrily. Claire's sleek thighs closed around Sarah's buried
head, then flew wide open again. She thrashed and churned as the thrill
built up, ready to come and wanting to come yet trying to hold back, to
prolong the joy of being sucked off. Her cunt was flowing heavily into
Sarah's mouth, her juices becoming hotter and thicker as the blonde
neared the crest.
Sarah cupped her open hands under Claire's trim ass and tilted her
higher. Her fingers slid into the crack of Claire's ass and probed at
her shit chute.
"Cream, darling! Cream my tongue!" Sarah whimpered, the words muffled up
Claire's fuckhole. Her tongue flew in and out, and her cheeks hollowed
in as she sucked voraciously. Her open mouth was glued to Claire's
soaking cunt, plastered there by cuntjuice and saliva. Her head slid
around as she wallowed in that blonde groin, her lips clamped to
Claire's pussy.
"Yes! Now! I'm coming!" Claire cried.
But Sarah already knew that -- her mouth had suddenly filled up with
steaming cum cream. She sucked and swallowed, gulping the overflow down
hungrily. Her tongue slammed in and cuntjuice poured out. Sarah's
flushed face was lathered with cream from brow to chin as she kept on
sucking and drinking the sweet cum nectar.
Claire writhed as the successive spasms shook her. The last wave crashed
in her loins and, gasping and panting, she sank back onto the couch.
Sarah continued to suck, making sure that she had drained every precious
drop and brought off every sweet spasm, purring with the joy of having
that juicy cunt cream in her mouth. She used her fingers to spread
Claire's cuntlips wide open and shoved her tongue far up her fuckslot,
lapping up the creamy joyjuice inside.
Then she sat back on her heels, smiling with cream-drenched lips, her
green eyes glowing with joy.
"God, that was so good!" Claire whispered huskily.
"I love to suck you off, Claire! Your cunt is so fucking creamy and
delicious and your cuntjuice is so hot and thick."
Claire hid her smile, wondering what Sarah would think if she knew why
her cunt was so creamy -- if she realized that she was sucking doggy cum
out of that hot fuckhole, along with the pussy juice. But she didn't
think it would be wise to reveal the fact.
Ducking down, Sarah took another lick.
"Want me to do it again?" she asked, hopefully.
"Oh, gee -- I'd love it, Sarah. But I really don't have time now. I've
got to visit my family at the farm and I was wondering if you could keep
my dog for the weekend?"
"Of course I can, darling," Sarah said, willing to do any favor for a
girl who fed her so well.
"Gee, thanks," Claire said. "I appreciate it, Sarah. And as soon as I
get back Sunday night, if you want to -- "
"You know I'll want to," said the dark-haired cuntlapper, licking her
creamy lips, still hungry for pussy despite the feast that she had just
sucked out of Claire's hot cunt-hole.
"And if you want me to -- " Claire paused, looking shy and demure but
strangely excited. "I'll suck your cunt, too."
Sarah grinned. "Do you want to?"
"I never sucked a cunt, but I want to. You enjoy doing it so much that I
just know it will be a thrill to feel a juicy pussy melt in my mouth."
Claire raised her eyes again, no longer looking shy, still smiling.
"Yes, Sarah, I want very much to suck you off. And by Sunday night I'll
be so fucking horny, after going the weekend without any prick or tongue
-- "
"And I'll be so fucking hungry," Sarah added.
"We both will," said Claire.
She glanced at Sarah's crotch hungrily. But no, she really had to be
going now. She jumped up and drew her negligee around her curvaceous
body.
"Sunday," she whispered, and she moved toward the door, her hips swaying
provocatively. Sarah, still on the floor, watched her gyrating ass sway,
and she tingled with the expectation of the next time they made love.
With that treat in store for her hungry mouth and her smoldering cunt,
Sarah would have done any favor that Claire asked.
Chapter 7
Sucking a cunt always made Sarah's own cunt smolder, of course. The more
her mouth and tongue were satiated, the more her pussy steamed for
attention. Sunday, when they sucked each other -- that would be no
problem. But at the moment, the dark-haired beauty figured that she
would have to take care of herself. But she had to wait for a few
minutes. Claire had said that she would be bringing the dog over and
Sarah didn't want to start frigging herself off yet, not wanting to be
interrupted in the middle of her pleasure. She sat on the couch with the
rubber prick beside her and her pussy hot and wet. She cupped one hand
over her cunt, holding herself in readiness but not stroking yet.
Ten minutes later, Claire knocked and entered, the big shaggy Alsatian
at her heels. She thanked Sarah again, grinning when she saw that the
girl was still naked and that the dildo was close at hand. She knew
damned well that Sarah would be fucking herself silly as soon as she was
alone, and the thought thrilled Claire. She wished that she could stay
and take part in the creamy action. But she had a bus to catch, and
anyway, she had the anticipation of Sunday night to sustain her.
"See you Sunday! Stay, Wolf," she commanded, as the big dog started to
follow her back out of the door.
The animal looked confused, and Claire hurried out leaving Wolf to whine
at the door. Then, resigned but obedient, he walked over to the corner
and curled up on the carpet.
Now Sarah could get on with it. She picked up the rubber prick, but
hesitated. It was kind of embarrassing to fuck herself with the dog in
the room. Yet that was ridiculous. He was only a dumb animal and
wouldn't know what she was doing.
Sarah leaned back and opened her legs. She rubbed her cunt with her open
hand, causing her pink pussy folds to ripple open, then moved the dildo
into her crotch.
Wolf suddenly sniffed and raised his head, his nose flaring as the
all-too-familiar aroma of hot pussy drifted across the room. Sarah,
staring down at her cunt, failed to notice the brute's interest -- nor
that his cock was getting big and hard!
But Wolf knew damned well that Sarah's pussy was getting hot and juicy,
because he could scent it, and tilting his head to one side, his amber
eyes glowing, he could see the tasty pussy quite clearly. His tongue
lolled out, dripping saliva. His cock was getting longer and fatter and
stiffer with every fascinating sniff. The hard cockstalk pushed down
into the carpet, acting like a crowbar, levering his hairy haunches up
from the floor. His balls hung down, brushing against the carpet and
swelling up with a new cum load.
With his big, blunt head still resting on his front paws, the horny
doggy regarded Sarah speculatively. If it had been his mistress seated
across the room with her cunt steaming, Wolf would have bounded over to
her immediately, offering the services of tongue and cock. But he had
never screwed a woman other than Claire and he hesitated. But a dog
fucked any bitch in heat, being polygamous by nature, and the
dark-haired human bitch on the couch was very obviously in heat. Wolf's
black lip curled up over his gleaming white fangs as if he were
grinning. He slowly rose to his feet. As his big body heaved up, his
stiff prick sprung from the floor. The red cockhead slapped against his
belly, then stood straight out, parallel with the floor and quivering in
every inch.
Wolf began to move across the room slowly and cautiously, his haunches
lowered, slinking up on Sarah's smoldering cunt, saliva drooling from
his mouth.
Intent on her crotch, Sarah was still unaware that the horny brute was
stalking her, ready to pounce. She had begun to slip the dildo up her
cunt-hole, wedging the fat cock-crown in slowly and twisting the shaft
around as she did so, working it like a chisel in her flooded and gaping
fuckslot.
She pushed it in two inches, sighed, then slowly drew it back out. Her
pink pussy-lips dragged on the rubber rod, turning outwards. Creamy
cuntjuice flowed down the cockstalk. The sight thrilled her. Sarah was
wishing she could go down on herself, to satisfy her clit and her tongue
at the same time with the same sweet effort. She wished that Claire were
there, too. Claire had promised to suck her off on Sunday, and Sarah was
flaming with anticipation. It was true that she preferred to suck rather
than be sucked, and that her mouth was hornier than her cunt, but having
it both ways was best of all. With her eyes half-closed and her long
lashes fluttering, she thought about sixty-nining with the blonde
sexpot, having it at both ends, creaming into each other's hungry mouths
at the same time!
Oh, how Sarah needed some tongue!
The dildo felt good, but the horny woman was really in the mood for a
good licking out, for creaming on a hot tongue.
Then Wolf barked enthusiastically.
Sarah looked up, annoyed at the interruption, and saw his long doggy
tongue slobbering for her cunt. She blinked and gasped. Holy shit! she
thought, that fucking dog is horny for my pussy! It shocked her and
excited her at the same time. Sarah had never even thought about letting
a dog lap her cunt, and if she hadn't been so hot at the moment, she
might have considered it depraved. She stared at the Alsatian's tingling
tongue and trembled at the sight.
He had reacted to her smoldering pussy so readily that Sarah wondered if
Claire had trained him. The idea thrilled her to the core. Think what
such a long tongue could do!
Wolf stepped closer, his head thrust out. Sarah had still not made up
her mind if she should let him lick her. She plucked the dripping
fuckstick out of her cunt and held it out in front of her groin. Wolf's
red tongue shot out and he slurped her cuntjuice from the hard rubber
tool.
"Oooooh," Sarah squealed, as she saw the pearly ribbons of pussy slime
run onto the dog's red tongue. How could she resist? She tossed the
dildo down to the floor and slid lower on the couch, her ass on the edge
and her legs wide apart.
"You wanna lap some cunt, boy? Here it is, you good doggy -- c'mon, boy
-- slap that big fucking tongue up my pussy!"
Wolf needed no coaxing. He moved in, stiff-legged, thrusting his big,
blunt snout between Sarah's thighs. She shuddered in anticipation even
before his tongue made contact, then shuddered again, convulsively, as
he lapped hungrily at her soaking pussy.
"Oh my God!" she gurgled, feeling his hot, wet tongue run right up her
open cunt and slurp across her frenzied clit. Wolf's shaggy head bobbed
up and down as he slapped his tongue into her smoldering fuckhole. Sarah
felt her pussy tingle and convulse. The tongue was hot and raspy, unlike
anything she had felt before.
She reached down with both hands and opened her cuntlips so that the
Alsatian's tongue could slurp at her inner lips and slide right up her
fuck tunnel. His nimble tongue felt as big as a cock as it plunged
deeply into her cunt-hole. Her ass ground about on the edge of the couch
and her lithe hips jolted as she pumped her pussy against Wolf's
drooling muzzle.
Cuntjuice spilled from her open pussy-slit, lathering her crotch. Wolf
slurped it up ravenously, then shot his tongue back up her smoldering
fuckhole, stabbing in and out, gulping pussy cream. He whimpered and
whined with the pleasure, all his animal instincts aroused by the taste
and the aroma of the hot feast. He was slobbering into her open
cunt-hole, his foaming doggy drool blending with the thick cream that
poured from her pussy.
Sarah began to vibrate like a tuning fork. She was starting to melt on
the dog's hungry tongue. She tried to hold back, wanting to prolong the
pleasure, but she was too aroused, too hot. Sarah had been all ready to
cream thinking about Claire and frigging herself with the rubber cock
even before the dog started working on her cunt. There was no way that
she could stop now.
Then a smile came to her lips as she realized there was no need to
prolong the joy of her climax because she had the use of the dog for the
whole weekend, and could call upon the services of that talented tongue
as often as she liked!
Sarah hadn't yet thought about the dog's prick.
But the fat, hairy cock was thundering wildly by this time, throbbing in
sympathetic vibration with his tongue. Wolf knew something that had not
yet occurred to Sarah, a thing he had learned, to his delight, from
Claire -- Wolf knew that orgasms were mutually obligatory and that one
coming deserved another.
"Ooooh, tongue my cum cream out, Wolf!" Sarah moaned, as her juices
flowed hotter and thicker. His wet tongue slapped in eagerly, spraying
pearly nuggets of cream onto her writhing belly as it slurped all the
way up to her cunt bush.
Sarah's pelvis danced in a fucking motion, her taut ass hiked up and her
hips pumping. She cried out as the first spasm hit her, then wailed
louder as the waves of her release came rushing through her loins and
her fluid cum juice spilled out in abundance. Wolf yelped and whined as
his tongue gathered up her succulent cum nectar. He gulped it down and
slurped more out of her melting pussy-hole. As he swallowed the girl's
cum, the head of his prick began to weep in anticipation of what he
wanted.
Shaking violently, Sarah peaked again and again, feeding the eager doggy
her cuntjuice by the tongueful. Each time her clit exploded, another
load poured from her fuckhole. Wolf lapped it up voraciously, eager to
gulp the sweet stuff down as long as Sarah continued to spill it onto
his avid tongue.
Drained for the moment, Sarah slumped back along the couch. Wolf pushed
his muzzle out after her, lapping up the last drops. She stared down
through narrowed eyes, seeing how the dog's hairy muzzle was flecked
with cuntjuice, his red tongue streaked with ribbons of the creamy
stuff. She had finished coming, but his tongue still felt so good that
she squirmed against him, hiking her ass up so that the doggy could lap
the overflow out of her asscrack and dip his tongue into her shit chute.
Wolf moved his head up and down and from side to side, gobbling up every
drop from her thighs and belly and out of the crack of her ass. His
slobber flowed into her crotch, replacing the cum cream that he was
slurping from her with such relish.
Then Wolf raised his head, jaws dripping, and looked up at Sarah with
expectation in his amber eyes.
"Oh, you lovely doggy!" she sighed.
Wolf cocked his head and whimpered impatiently, expecting the same
routine he was used to with Claire. Sarah recognized the dog's
horniness, but misunderstood.
"Still hungry, fella?" she purred. "Does the nice doggy wanna lap
Mamma's cunt some more?"
Wolf turned sideways, his head twisting around and his muzzle pointing
toward his swollen cock and balls.
Sarah looked -- and gasped.
His pisshole was dripping, and the bloated red slab of his cockhead was
frothy with doggy slime. His cockstalk was long and thick, and his balls
were huge with a load of fuckjuice. His prickmeat throbbed with need.
Sarah stared in fascination at the huge cock. Sarah loved cocks. It was
the men attached to those cocks that she didn't want.
But Wolf was not a man.
Very slowly, Sarah smiled ...
Chapter 8
Sarah slid down from the couch and knelt beside the big, shaggy
Alsatian. His head was still turned and his neck arched as he indicated
his hard on. Sarah gazed at the thrilling sight, intrigued. It was the
answer to all her problems! Why in hell hadn't she thought about fucking
with dogs before?
Pushing her face out toward the Alsatian's hairy flank, Sarah began to
lick at his dripping cockhead. Her tongue glided all over the throbbing
slab of naked red cockmeat and was surprised to find the succulent
flavor of his cum strangely familiar on her tastebuds. Claire's pussy!
She had tasted doggy cum in Claire's pussy! This made it even more
exciting.
She tilted her head and took his cockhead between her lips, gripping the
fat wedge of prickmeat with the oval of her mouth and whipping her
tongue against its sensitive underside. The dog's prick pulsated and
rippled and he whimpered with delight. His haunches humped as he fucked
deeper into Sarah's mouth.
Doggy cockmeat was as delicious as doggy cum, Sarah thought, as she
nursed on the hammering prick greedily. Dog prick was muskier and richer
than human prick and, from the way that his balls were swollen, Sarah
knew that Wolf would shoot a huge load of steaming hot fuckjuice out
when he creamed.
Should she milk him off in her mouth to begin with? The thought of
swallowing dog jism made her whimper with desire. But she wanted to get
fucked as well, and she didn't know enough about dogs to be certain that
the big Alsatian could satisfy both of her hot fuckholes. Then, too,
Claire's fuckhole had been really creamy, and it seemed certain that the
dog had already blown at least one slimy wad out that morning. Sarah
decided to take him up the cunt first and to suck him off afterwards, if
he had any jism left.
Her head bobbed down, long dark hair tumbling, as she slid her lips
toward his balls. His hairy cockstalk filled her mouth, and she sighed
with the pleasure of it. Its furriness was strange and exciting. Dog
hairs got caught between her teeth, but that was a small price to pay
for such a succulent mouthful of cockmeat.
Wolf yelped in rapture, quickly fucking in and out of the cock-hungry
girl's mouth. His long prick surged at the entrance to her throat and
she gulped. Then he jerked back out, dragging her lips outwards, causing
her to purr. He thrust in again, tipping her head back as his slippery,
dripping cock clogged her gullet and his bloated balls slapped against
her chin. Sarah turned her face from side to side, winding her
compressed lips around his hairy cockshaft as the horny brute fucked
into her mouth.
Plenty of preliminary spunk was coating her tongue and dribbling down
her throat, whetting her appetite for more of the savory slime. Sarah
wished that she had two dogs, so that she could suck one off while the
other fucked her cunt. Hell, the randy woman wished that she had a whole
kennel full of big hairy dogs.
She mouthed him for another minute, relishing the taste and the texture
of his cockmeat and the steaming flow of his cream. Then, with a sigh,
she drew her cum-streaked lips away from his prick. His cockhead was so
hot that it seemed to be sizzling. Her saliva steamed from his red meat
and another dribble of spunk flowed out of his gaping pisshole. Sarah
thought that Wolf's cock and balls were the best she had ever known;
they were as big as any man's and a lot more succulent.
Sarah tongued the slippery drops of jism from his pisshole, then kissed
his flaring cockhead adoringly. Wolf banged his prick against her lips,
trying to slam it back into her mouth, but she turned her face aside,
letting his prick slide along her cheek. The Alsatian yelped in
frustration.
Then Sarah turned and got down on her hands and knees, presenting her
hot haunches to the doggy. Wolf yelped happily as the girl assumed a
position very familiar to him. She lowered her dark head and hiked her
teardrop-shaped ass upwards. Her tits swayed under her and cuntjuice
streamed down the insides of her widespread thighs. Wolf shoved his
muzzle in and lapped at her pussy as Sarah trembled. "Up, boy, c'mon,
mount me, Wolf!" she urged. "Climb on my ass and fuck me like a dog!"
His long red tongue slid up from her crotch and slurped up the crack of
her upthrust ass, dipping into her asshole. Then the shaggy brute tensed
and leaped up. His forepaws wrapped around the handles of her hips,
clinging tightly to her loins and his hindpaws braced on the carpet,
poised to strike. He heaved his cock and the long, hairy prickstalk
skimmed up the crack of her ass. Sarah giggled. Was the dumb brute
trying to bugger her asshole? Not that she minded. Sarah loved having a
shithole full of prick almost as much as she loved taking it in the
mouth or up the cunthole.
The last time she had asked a man to fuck her up the ass, he had gladly
done so, but as soon as he had emptied his balls into her bowels he had
called her a dirty pervert. That was about what she had come to expect
from men.
This time she had no inhibitions. Her pink cuntlips were wide open, her
fuckslot a creamy oval and her clit stood out like a smoldering rocket.
Wolf hammered away, banging his prick against her ass and against the
backs of her thighs, so horny and impatient that he was missing his
hairy target in his urgency to bury his huge cock. Sarah reached back
between her legs, giving her clit a stroke en route, and wrapped her
hand around the Alsatian's cockshaft. Holding the throbbing cock by the
hilt, she guided the wet, sticky cockhead into her cunt.
Wolf stood still, waiting for the girl to assist his entry. His tongue
lolled out, slobbering onto her upthrust ass and along the ridge of her
spine.
Sarah pushed her fist back to his balls, skinning his cockhead and
making it flare out. She felt his loaded balls throb, and moaned in
joyful anticipation of so much cum. Turning her wrist, she rubbed his
dripping prick-knob into her. Her cuntlips clamped around the dog's
hairy cockshaft, clinging and sucking, dragging him deep. Wolf braced,
his big, shaggy body quivering. Half of his long, thick cock was buried
up Sarah's cunt, joining them together. She took her hand away, knowing
that the Alsatian needed no further guidance.
Wolf hauled her back by the hips and his spine twisted as he drove his
loins out with a powerful thrust. The full length of his prick slid
easily up her fuckhole and Sarah gasped with joy. The dog held it all in
her for a moment, his prick buried balls-deep up her steaming cunt,
whining and slobbering. Sarah's cuntwalls closed around him, gripping
the ridges on his big strange cock, dragging and pulling on it. Thick
drops of frothy white cuntjuice seeped out of her pussy, soaking the
hairy root of his cock.
She jerked her ass under him, eager for the big beast to start fucking
his prick into her full speed. It felt wonderful to have her pussy
stuffed to the brim with his throbbing cock, but she lusted to feel the
thick cockshaft slide in and out, gorging her, satisfying her as no man
or woman had ever satisfied her before.
"Move, you bastard!" she gasped. "Fuck my cunt!"
Wolf clung to her haunches, his prick stuck all the way up her, his cock
muscles pulsing and throbbing. Then he yelped and drew out until only
his naked cockhead was in her slit. He paused, then slammed in to the
roots again.
Sarah wailed and jammed her ass back to meet his stroke, taking every
inch of his cock back up her fuckhole. The mighty dog humped into her
furiously and frantically, and the naughty girl met him with equal
energy, fucking like an animal, a bitch in heat abandoned to seething
desire.
The dog jolted in, shoveling his cock into the girl. Sarah's thighs
tensed as she shoved her ass back to meet him, taking every inch and
adoring it. Her cunt-hole was molded to his cock, clutching it in a
slippery vise and sucking like a mouth. The massive, hairy prick was
filling her cunt-hole deep as the Alsatian plunged in. His strange,
knobby cockshaft rasped over her clit, making her moan with pleasure.
Sarah's face twisted from side to side. She bit her lip and gurgled with
joy, abandoned to pure bestial lust, loving that dog cock more then she
had ever loved anything before. She cupped a hand over her crotch so
that she could feel the animal's thick prickstalk slide into her. Then
she cupped his balls and caressed them hungrily, eager for the steaming
load they would soon be spurting into her and yet wanting this dog fuck
to last for hours.
As Wolf plunged in, her trim ass went down under his weight, and as he
pulled his stiff prick back out, Sarah hiked her ass up again, raising
her crotch for his next thrust. His haunches flew in and out so fast she
was jerked back and forth. His balls swung in and his tail lashed wildly
behind him. She could hear his hindpaws scrambling on the carpet and her
pussy squish as he stuffed her. His cock was filing her to the very
brim, to the core of her fuck hole. His cockhead felt so huge that she
thought her hips might split apart as the brute plowed in. She looked
back past her swaying tits, half expecting to see the outline of the
Alsatian's cock raised in a furrow up her belly, hardly able to believe
her fuckhole was taking so much cock.
Her ass corkscrewed as she ground her pussy onto his jolting cockmeat,
meeting the dog stroke for stroke. It felt as if his cock was pulling
her pussy inside out as he hauled it out of her, jerking against the
clinging suction of her fuckhole. Sarah moaned and whimpered, gasped and
groaned. Her loins were dissolving on that big furry prick. She was so
hot that she didn't know if she was coming or not. A wave rushed through
her loins and she thought that she was at the crest -- then another wave
crashed through her, higher and faster. Her clit was going off like a
stick of dynamite and her fuckhole was melting on the Alsatian's prick.
Guttural animal noises escaped her trembling lips as she fucked with the
dog -- as she fucked like a dog.
"Oh! Oh! Pour it to me, Wolf!" she cried. "Ram that big fucker up me!
Cream me, Wolf! Squirt your doggy jizm up me, fill me with that hot
doggy slime!"
Wolf howled and plunged in faster and harder, feeding the smoking hot
prickshaft to her with lightning strokes, thundering up her steaming
fuckhole and jolting her about on his powerful thrusts. Her cunt
creamed, then creamed again. Frothy cum juice gushed out and his hairy
prick slid in even faster on the creamy lubrication. Sarah felt his
thick cockshaft expand as the brute was about to shoot his load.
"Yeah, yeah!" she gurgled. "Shoot it up me!"
Her fuckhole was hungry for his jism, as ravenous as a mouth, sucking
and rippling up and down his long furry cockshaft. She felt his pisshole
weep as his coming approached and eagerly lashed her ass back to meet
his next thrust. His massive cock flew in, filling her, and the Wolf
yelped frantically as his balls let loose.
His hot slime hosed her fuckhole, the creamy spurt rushing into her in a
tidal wave. Sarah wailed. Her pussy creamed again as she felt the
steaming dog jism flood her, driving her wild with lust. Wolf yanked his
cock out, then slammed in again as his second geyser foamed into Sarah's
melting pussy. She had never felt such a huge load of fuckjuice spurt
into her before. The oversexed girl gasped, almost fainting with the
magnitude of her own coming, feeling as if her whole body was melting.
She jerked and churned under the dog as Wolf continued to pour the
steaming slime into her, filling her loins with load after load. Their
mingled cum juices flooded from her slot as the Alsatian whacked his
prick into her, soaking her crotch and drenching his balls. She thought
that the huge brute was never going to stop creaming. He was
overwhelming her, pumping her full, drowning her with his hot cum.
At last, the Alsatian squirted his final load into her. He slumped over
her upthrust ass, trembling, his balls drained. The last of his slime
trickled out and Sarah whimpered as her pussy spasmed again, hot
cuntjuice flooding into her cum-soaked fuckhole. They stayed locked
together for several seconds, his prick still hard and huge in her cunt,
giving promise of more creamy delights. When the dog pulled his cock
out, Sarah let out a cry. His prick slipped free and her open pussy
gushed with pearly fuck-juice. She turned onto her flank, her big tits
heaving. The Alsatian had hopped down from her haunches and stood over
her, quivering, his tongue hanging out and his cock still standing. His
balls were drained but his prick was still hard as a rock, and horny
Sarah grinned in expectation. It would take him longer to come the next
time, but as long as his cock stayed big and hard, that suited the
greedy girl fine. She wanted to suck him off next, to nurse on his
delicious cockmeat for a long time and then be rewarded with a bellyful
of doggy jism. Later, she might let the brute fuck her up the asshole,
as well. What a wonderful weekend it was going to be!
"I sure bet that Claire is gonna miss your big prick, Wolf," she said,
as she slipped her lips over his cockhead and began a long and leisurely
blowjob.
Claire had expected to miss his prick, it was true.
But as it turned out, she had no time to even think of it ...
Chapter 9
Jake Harper was waiting in his car at the county line bus stop when
Claire arrived. As the bus from the city pulled up, he started to get
out to help his older daughter with her luggage. But when Claire
appeared on the steps of the bus, Jake stopped, one leg out of the car,
his big prick shooting up like a tent pole. Christ! Claire was even more
sexy than Bonny! Dressed for the country, in shorts and a scoop necked
blouse, she stepped lightly down into the dusty road. She had only one
small weekend bag, which was just as well, because the way his cock was
standing up and pulsating so obviously, there was no way that Jake dared
to stand up.
Driving back to the farm, the horny man kept glancing sideways at his
daughter, admiring the full thrust of her tits and the sculptured
columns of her legs. Not expecting such visual attention from her daddy,
Claire failed to notice his lustful glances, and as she looked out the
window she didn't even notice -- which was strange for cock-loving
Claire -- that he sported a massive hard-on.
When they arrived at the farm, Jake seized Claire's bag and held it in
front of his groin, using it to conceal his erect prick as best he
could. Claire would be staying in Bonny's room, and as soon as they were
in the house, Jake carried her weekend bag, still clutched to his
crotch, upstairs. He tossed the bag on Bonny's bed and stood there,
sweating and panting. He could hear his wife and the two girls chatting
away downstairs. The sound of their voices drifted up, further exciting
Jake. Those voices came out of sexy mouths into which he yearned to
slide his prick. Overwhelmed by desire, Jake stood looking around the
room. Simply being in the nubile young girl's room turned him on. He
thought of Bonny undressing in that room, admiring her naked body in the
full-length looking glass, sleeping in that big, comfortable bed. And
now Claire too, would be sleeping in that room with her sister. Did they
sleep naked? he wondered. Would they accidentally touch in the night,
plump tits brushing together, bellies and thighs in contact? Jake never
for a moment imagined that his daughters might enjoy a little sexual
frolic. He had no idea that he was not the only member of the family who
had such dark and depraved incestuous fantasies.
He had to get rid of that incriminating hard-on! He had no choice -- he
had to empty his scumbags before he went back downstairs. He had never
jacked off in Bonny's room before and the idea thrilled him. He moved
toward the dirty clothes hamper in the corner, walking awkwardly because
his balls were so swollen and his prick was jutting out like a
cantilever. Sweat beaded his brow and his hair fell damp and lank as he
bent down, rummaging among the soiled garments. Coming up with a pair of
tiny bikini panties, Jake grinned fiendishly. He held them aside and
searched for a bra, then remembered that Bonny didn't wear bras. The
panties would have to do. He held them up and spread them out in both
hands -- and gasped when he saw that the narrow crotchband was smeared
with a pale, sticky residue. Bonny's virgin pussy had been dripping into
those panties!
The idea caused Jake to stagger. Jeez -- had Bonny creamed in those sexy
panties? He held them up to his face, sniffing the sweet fragrance of
his teenage daughter's loins. His tongue pushed out and he licked at the
sticky crotch-band, his tastebuds tingling at the exciting flavor of
second-hand cuntjuice. He chewed on the silken garment and he sucked the
crotch piece into his lips, slobbering, wild with lust. Holding the
panties to his mouth with his left hand, he whipped his pants open and
hauled his cock out with his right hand. It hummed and jolted as he
folded his fist around his prickshaft. He could still hear them talking
downstairs, but now there was a pounding in his ears, muffling the sound
of their voices.
He began to pump his cockmeat steadily up and down, licking and sucking
on Bonny's soiled panties. His chest heaved. He thought of Claire's
young stiff-tipped tits as his fist slammed down towards his swollen
balls. He thought of Bonny's trim little ass, bouncing around on the
pony's back as he jerked upwards, his clenched fist running up to his
cockhead.
Jake was so worked up that it only took half a dozen strokes. He felt
his balls expand and groaning, he yanked the panties out of his mouth
and lowered them down to the head of his cock. He thrust his hips out
and pumped down on his prick. A great spurt of milky fuck-juice shot
into the saliva-soaked bikini. Shuddering and gasping, he milked his
cock and balls off helplessly. Creamy jets hosed the silken garment as
his fist plunged up and down and his loaded balls pumped the spunk out
in abundance.
Finally, he stopped coming -- but his prick stayed stiff, the evidence
of his dark desire still prominent. Jake started to return the panties
to the hamper, then, seething with lust, he changed direction and put
the cum-soaked things in Bonny's dresser drawer. She just might put them
on, not noticing that they were streaked with congealed jism. The
thought drove Jake wild. Snugly drawn across her lithe hips and tugged
into the vee of her crotch, those panties would deliver his cum to his
daughter's pussy. In the heat of her loins, his fuckjuice would become
fluid again, running into her juicy young cunt.
And he still had a hard-on.
Jake went downstairs quietly and instead of turning into the front room
where his wife and daughters were seated, he went back down the hall and
out the back door, heading for the barn. There was a long leather apron
there, used by the hired hand when he was shoeing the pony, and Jake had
a plan for concealing his swollen crotch. He harnessed the apron around
his loins. The leather skirt covered him from waist to knees and the
bulge in the middle wasn't too noticeable. The pony gazed on from his
stall, placidly munching from his feedbag with little interest in Jake,
eagerly awaiting Bonny's next ride. Jake felt a little foolish wearing
the apron, since he never did any farm labor, but he figured he would
complete his disguise, making a joke of it. He rolled up his sleeves and
stuck a stalk of straw in his teeth. He found an old, frayed straw hat
hanging on a post and clamped it on his head. Taking up a blacksmith's
hammer, he returned to the house.
"Wahl, howdy thar, gals," said Jake, the farmer, affecting a bumpkin
accent as he entered the room.
Martha, Claire and Bonny all looked up and blinked, then broke out into
peals of laughter at the incredible sight. They had never known that
Jake had such a sense of humor. Jake, his shame hidden by the apron, sat
down and joined in the conversation. But not for long. His balls were
soon full again and his iron-hard prick was rising like a crowbar,
lifting even the heavy leather apron up from his groin. Very soon, one
of the females was liable to notice the way the apron was writhing and
rising on his stiff prick.
"Why don't you show Claire your pony, Bonny?" he suggested.
"Wanna see Buck?" Bonny asked her sister.
"Sure," Claire agreed. She was already starting to feel bored at being
so far away from an available cock, never dreaming how close she was to
a hard-on in her daddy's pants.
The two sisters went out side by side. Jake watched those sweet asses
bounce out of the door. Then he stood up, facing his wife, the hammer
still in his hand and his cock hammering under the apron.
"You silly man," Martha giggled. She thought that the sight of her
elegant husband, who had never in his life done a day's labor, dressed
as a farm worker was the funniest thing she had ever seen.
Then Jake lifted the apron.
His fly was open and his cock and balls loomed out. Martha gasped, then
grinned as she realized why Jake had been wearing the apron. And it
suited Martha very well.
"Ooooh, how naughty!" she murmured. "And with your daughters in the
room, too," she added, not realizing that Jake was horny because of the
girls, not despite them.
Jake advanced, holding the apron above his waist. Martha's eyes were
glued to his prick. Jake's huge cock looked as hard as the blacksmith's
hammer he was holding. It looked as if he could have used his prick to
drive a nail. She had never seen his prick so big and hard. He could
have plowed a field with his cock, shifted boulders, dug a well. But
there were better things to use it for.
"Remember that blowjob you promised me?" Jake rasped, standing before
her and thrusting his loins out.
Martha licked her lips. The pink tip of her tongue flicked slowly out.
"Suck it," he croaked.
"Ummmmm -- but you'll have to come fast, darling -- before the girls get
back." She knew Bonny and Claire were only going to be gone a short
time.
Her tawny blonde head bobbed forward and Jake pushed his rock- hard cock
out. His cockhead slipped into the oval of her lips, and Martha sighed
with the pleasure of that tasty mouthful. She held him by the hips and
pushed her face down, feeding almost all of his cock into her mouth.
Jake dropped the hammer. His prick swelled in Martha's mouth. Her head
ducked up and down, cheeks hollowed in as she sucked adoringly on his
hot cockmeat.
Jake held the apron aside so that he could watch his prick go in and out
of her lips. He began to fuck into her mouth steadily, his ass
corkscrewing. The frayed hat flopped around on the back of his head as
his hips jolted out. Martha purred with the joy of sucking on his
delicious cockmeat and trembled in anticipation of swallowing his creamy
load.
"Ahhhhh!" she sighed, sliding her tongue around on his cockhead, her
lips gripping his prickshaft. Then she slid down and let his cockhead
run back into her throat. A dribble of jism oozed out, and Martha
whimpered as the hot slime coated her tongue. She gulped it down,
whetting her appetite. Her head began to fall and rise faster as she
stepped up the tempo, sucking through every precious inch. Martha would
have loved to nurse on Jake's massive prick for hours, but fearing that
the girls would return and interrupt them, she was desperately working
with all her skill to bring him to shoot his load.
Jake was using his cock like a farm implement. He hammered into her
eager lips, raked her cheeks, plowed into her gullet. He watched her
lips bulge outwards around his thick, throbbing cockshaft as her head
drew back and forth. Frothy dribbles of jism overflowed and seeped down
his prickshaft, then her mouth slid down again, and the cum-hungry woman
sucked the delicious slime greedily and gulped it down.
"Come, darling -- I want your cum!" she moaned.
She twisted her head from side to side as her mouth continued to run up
and down on his thick cockshaft, taking his cockhead into one cheek,
then the other, then letting it probe into her throat. Her saliva poured
onto his smoking hot prick and mixed with his preliminary seepage. Jake
groaned and fed it to her, fucking her willing mouth just as if it were
a cunt. His eyes closed and his imagination flamed. He pretended he was
shoving his cock into Claire's mouth, then that he was feeding it to
young Bonny. Thinking about his daughters, he plunged feverishly into
his wife's hungry lips.
A spasm shook his loins and Jake staggered. He felt his balls swell at
the rising crest.
"Suck it out! Drink the fucking stuff!" he cried.
Martha sucked so hard she seemed to be trying to inhale his cock right
down into her heaving lungs. His fuckjuice poured out, hosing her throat
and filling her mouth to overflowing. Gurgling with cocksucker's joy,
Martha swallowed his creamy slime and worked with tongue and lips,
sucking more out. Each time her head bobbed down, another frothy deluge
shot from his pisshole. Cum ran down from both sides of her mouth as her
lips pulled up his spurting cock. Martha sucked merrily away, drinking
the succulent nectar greedily.
She milked his last drops out, savoring them on her tongue for a moment
before swallowing. Jake, drained and exhausted, staggered back, yet her
blonde head pushed after him, reluctant to have that sweet mouthful
removed even after it had been emptied.
"God, that was delicious!" she whispered, as she daintily dabbed at her
creamy lips.
Martha adored drinking Jake's jism. She was very glad that she had got
him milked off before the girls returned.
But the girls were in no hurry to return -- not at all.
Chapter 10
"Hop up behind me, Sis," Bonny said as she swung nimbly onto the pony's
sturdy back.
Claire, who had never ridden without a saddle, hesitated. But then she
shrugged and squirmed up, gripping her kid sister's thigh for support.
Bonny nudged her heels into Buck's flanks and the pony started to trot
down the trail.
Buck wasn't sure why he was being ridden double, but he didn't mind. It
was lovely to have two wet cunts rubbing on his back. Bonny's pussy
always got hot when she rode bareback, and at the moment, Claire was
just discovering what a kick it was to have a powerful horse clamped
between her thighs and rubbing her crotch.
Claire held onto Bonny's nubile hips for support. Her gently rounded
belly was tight against the curve of the younger girl's heartshaped ass
and her big, stiff-tipped tits were brushing against Bonny's slender
back. That contact too, was turning Claire on. She blushed slightly at
her own thoughts. Imagine getting horny over your own baby sister!
Still, she had to admit that Bonny had become very nubile since she'd
seen her last, and Claire had also discovered the delights of female
frolic from her good friend Sarah.
Grinning sheepishly, she squirmed against Bonny, rubbing her nipples
against the younger girl's back and shoulders and brushing her cunt
mound against her bouncy little ass. Claire didn't imagine that Bonny
would notice she was clinging to her more tightly than necessary, nor
that she was squirming more than the pony's gait dictated.
But Bonny, too, found the contact exciting. She was squirming more than
necessary, as well, grinding her ass back against her sister's belly and
groin. After her unsuccessful attempt to go down on herself, the
precocious teenager had thought a great deal about finding some girl to
go to bed with. She wondered if her older sister, living in the big,
wicked city, had ever made it with a girl or woman. The thought was a
tremendous turn-on.
Would it be incest if two sisters were to suck each other off? Bonny
wondered. Or was it only incest when a cock was involved? Not that Bonny
gave a damn as long as it was fun. She squirmed on Buck's back and her
pussy heated up. Bonny knew that she was going to cream on the pony,
like she always did. She wondered if Claire would realize it was
happening? If she did, would she mind? Or was she, too, getting hot as
her crotch shifted on Buck's back and rubbed against her bobbing ass?
Buck jogged along steadily. The trail turned, and as he changed
direction, Claire's hands slid up from Bonny's hips and onto her plump
tits. Bonny's pert nipples were standing out like bullets, exploding in
her sister's palms. Claire cupped the firm, thrusting tit-mounds,
kneading them. Christ! Did Bonny realize that she was feeling her up? Or
did she think the contact was accidental? There was no way to tell, but
Bonny made no attempt to break the contact and her nipples were swelling
more with every moment.
Buck missed a step, jolting his riders. Claire's head ducked forwards,
her chin on Bonny's shoulder. She looked down Bonny's limber body and
blinked. I don't believe it! She thought. And yet the evidence was there
to be seen -- it was undeniable. Bonny was wearing her short cut-off
jeans, and the crotchband was sucked right up into the vee of her
crotch, wisps of cunthair curling out- -and down the insides of the
young girl's slim thighs glistened trickles of cuntjuice!
My God! No wonder Bonny likes to ride bareback -- the little minx gets
her rocks off like this! Claire grinned. No wonder, either, she thought.
Her own cunt was getting hot and wet as she rubbed up and down on Buck's
spine and against Bonny's ass. She began to feel Bonny's tits more
enthusiastically, still not sure if the girl realized what was
happening.
But Bonny realized, all right -- and she loved it. Her sister was
playing with her tits! How naughty and how nice! Bonny wondered if
Claire might be interested in some more serious fooling around. She
wasn't sure how to suggest it, though. Maybe she should wait until they
were in bed that evening. But Bonny didn't feel like waiting. The trail
turned alongside a small pond and it gave Bonny an idea.
She hauled Buck up, his hooves clattering.
"Wanna have a swim, Claire?" she suggested. "I get so hot riding Buck
that I like to cool off."
You sure do, Claire thought, staring down at a trickle of pearly pussy
juice running down her sister's leg. She realized that her own crotch
was awash, as well.
"Okay," she said, her voice husky.
Bonny swung lithely to the ground. She reached up to offer Claire a
hand, then grinned. Her face was level with her sister's crotch and
Bonny stared, seeing how damp her shorts were. She tilted her head and
gave Claire a knowing look.
"I see you get hot, too, huh?"
Claire blushed, then grinned and nodded. She slid down beside the
younger girl. Buck stepped away, regarding them curiously, well aware of
the fragrance of both steaming pussies, and starting to feel plenty
amorous himself.
"Sometimes I cream when I'm riding Buck," Bonny admitted. "It feels real
nice. Of course, I don't have a boyfriend, so I gotta come however I
can. I guess you probably get lots of boyfriends in town, huh?"
Her eyes roamed over Claire, pausing at her big tits, then sliding down
to her loins.
Claire saw no reason to be shy with Bonny at this stage and she nodded.
"Sure, I got boyfriends. And -- " she paused, a glint in her eyes. "And
a girlfriend, too."
"Oh, wow!" Bonny gasped. "Really?"
"Uh huh. Her name is Sarah. She makes me come."
"How? Oooooh, tell me how!" the naughty teenager cried, fascinated, her
sister's confession was in perfect accord with Bonny's own desires.
"With her hands and her tongue," Claire said.
"Do you -- do you suck her, too?"
"I never have -- but I want to."
"I'd like to do that with a girl, too," Bonny whispered.
"With me?" Claire asked.
"Jeez -- you wanna?"
Claire hesitated. She could see how hot her kid sister had become and
that in turn made her smolder with desire. To think that she had
expected to be bored this weekend! She nodded slowly, a slight smile on
her lips. "Let's tonguefuck each other, I'll show you how Sarah does me
-- then you can try it, too."
Claire loved sex in any form and the idea of making it with her sister
was turning her on to wild abandon. Bonny was equally enthusiastic.
Grinning, the girl pulled her tee shirt off, her plump tits jiggling.
She unfastened her shorts and tugged them down. Claire stared at Bonny's
juicy, pink-lipped pussy and her tongue tingled. She slid out of her
blouse, then squirmed from her shorts and the two horny sisters faced
each other naked, each as hot as the other.
Claire stepped closer. She cupped Bonny's tits, massaging her tit-mounds
and rolling her firm young nipples. Bonny shuddered, returning her
sister's caresses. She arched her back, thrusting her tits out, and
rubbed them against Claire's larger tit globes. Their taut nipples
brushed together. Claire pushed her belly out and their two golden cunt
mounds ground against each other. Claire held Bonny by the ass, pulling
her hips close and jerking against her. She slipped her fingers into the
girl's juicy crotch from behind and Bonny gasped at the contact. Claire
stroked her unfurled cuntlips and rubbed her clit as Bonny squirmed
against her. Then the older sister brought her creamy fingers up to her
lips and licked at them.
"Ummmmm -- your pussy is yummy!" she sighed. Bonny stared in
fascination, watching Claire's nimble tongue slurp up her pussy nectar.
Her cunt was overflowing now, thick ribbons of juice pouring down her
thighs, and her clit stood out firm and throbbing. Her legs felt weak,
and she slowly sank to the ground until she was sitting on her ass, her
knees upraised and her thighs wide apart.
"Suck me, Sis!" she whimpered.
Claire needed no coaxing. She had been longing to suck some cunt anyway,
and the thought of sucking her own sister's sweet, cherry cunt was
making her mouth water. She knelt down between the teenager's trembling
thighs. Her blonde hair tumbled over her cheeks as she lowered her head,
gazing at Bonny's steaming crotch. Bonny's cuntlips were folded wide
open and her pussy was drenched with cream. Claire licked her lips,
drooling. Her tongue was ready and eager, hungry for that hot, juicy
feast. She lowered her head slowly, inch by inch, teasing them both by
the delay. The heat of Bonny's pussy wafted up into Claire's radiant
face, sweet and fragrant, and drifted across, too, to where the pony was
standing.
Buck snorted, his nostrils flaring. The dumb brute was confused. Those
steaming cunts obviously required some pony prick, and his big cockshaft
was swelling with readiness, yet the girls were ignoring him. He
couldn't figure it out. What does a pony know about such things? He
stamped on the soft earth and tossed his head, his cock looming out
larger all the while.
Claire pushed her tongue out and licked lightly at the insides of her
kid sister's damp thighs. Bonny moaned and pumped her hips, urging
Claire to get on with it. She was afraid that she was going to cream
before Claire's mouth made contact.
Claire slid her tongue through Bonny's blonde cunt mound, slobbering in
the golden curls.
"Do my cunt, Claire!" Bonny squealed.
Claire lowered her face the final inch and her hot tongue slid up
through Bonny's open cunt slot and flicked across her clit. Bonny gasped
and jerked. Claire licked along her rosy cuntlips, then stabbed her
tongue up her fuckhole.
Claire gasped. No wonder Sarah loved eating pussy -- it was fucking
delicious! She began to lap away with long, slurping strokes. Her lips
parted and she sucked on Bonny's flooded cunt, whimpering with the joy
of it.
"This is what Sarah does to me," she whimpered, concentrating on Bonny's
clit for a moment. Then, abandoned to lust, all inhibitions gone, she
slapped her tongue up Bonny's cunt-hole and whispered: "And this is how
my doggy does me!"
"Your doggy? Oh, shit! Your dog licks you off?" Bonny wailed, thrilled
to the core.
"Yeah -- and he fucks me, too."
Bonny moaned. She arched her back, slamming her hips forward. Claire
clamped her lips around the girl's drenched pussy and sucked as her
tongue slid in and out. Cuntjuice poured into her mouth.
"I'm creaming!" Bonny wailed.
"Ummmm!" Claire purred, as she swallowed the foaming flow of her
sister's orgasm. Bonny writhed as the waves of her coming ripped through
her hot loins, and she stared hypnotized at the top of her sister's
blonde head as it wallowed between her thighs. Tonguefucking and
sucking, Claire milked Bonny off to the dregs. As she swallowed her
sister's cum cream, her own cunt flowed heavily. Bonny gasped and sank
back on the ground, trembling all over. Claire slurped away for another
minute, making sure that she had worked off every spasm and sucked out
every precious drop.
When she raised her head, her jaws were dripping and her smiling lips
glistened with cum cream. Her hunger was slaked, but her pussy was on
fire. She moved up her sister's body, straddling her. Bonny gazed up,
her tongue sliding across her lips.
"Yeah, sit on my face, Sis," she moaned, her mouth as horny now as her
cunt had been before.
Claire lowered her soaking crotch and Bonny arched her neck, thrusting
her pretty face up to meet her sister's hot pussy. Her tongue flicked
out, lapping at her clit, then Claire slapped her pussy against Bonny's
mouth, squirming, riding the girl's eager face as if it were a saddle.
She ground her cunt against Bonny's open mouth as the girl's tongue shot
deeply up her steaming fuckhole. Bonny held Claire by the ass, moaning
with the joy of the succulent mouthful. Cuntjuice streamed over her
tongue and flooded past her lips and she gulped it down with relish.
Cuntsucking was as good as she had hoped it would be -- better, even.
Her magic mouth was bringing her older sister rapidly to the peak.
Claire's ass churned and her belly pumped as she rode her cunt on
Bonny's upturned face. Bonny was slippery with cunt-juice from chin to
brow as Claire mopped her face with her flowing pussy- hole. The
cunt-hungry teenager seemed to be trying to shove her whole head up
Claire's smoldering cunt. Her mouth was open wide and Claire's cuntlips
were spread equally wide, the two locked together in this passionate
kiss.
Whimpering, Claire creamed. Bonny gurgled and moaned as cuntjuice
flooded her greedy mouth and poured down her throat. She sucked and
swallowed, swallowed and sucked, wild with the joy of gulping the cum
cream out of her sister's cunt-hole, ravenously gorging herself on the
hot, foaming flood streaming over her tongue and lips.
With a low moan, Claire slid away, drained for the moment. Bonny thrust
her head up, her tongue flicking out for a last lick at that tasty pussy
as it left her face. Then the naughty teenager lay back, smiling, and
let the last mouthful of pussy juice slowly slide down her throat,
savoring every drop of her sister's cum.
Claire twisted around and held her kid sister in a close embrace. They
kissed on the lips, both of their mouths creamy, their mingled cunt
juice slipping between them. Claire was facing downwards and Bonny was
looking up. So it was Bonny who first saw that the pony had wandered
over, his cock huge and his balls swollen.
"Claire -- do you really fuck your doggy?" she asked, her lips moving on
the older girl's mouth as she spoke.
"Yeah," Claire admitted. "He loves it, and so do I! Does that shock you,
honey?"
Bonny giggled. "Naw, but the reason I asked -- look at my pony, Claire
-- "
Claire turned and looked -- and gasped. Buck was standing over them,
whinnying impatiently. The shadow of his enormous prick fell across
Claire's shapely ass. Claire stared at that massive hunk of cockmeat and
gasped again. The pony's cockhead was looming out from his leathery
sheath, his naked prickmeat flaring. His open pisshole was frothy,
dribbles of thick white spunk glistening on his dark cockhead.
"My God!" Claire exclaimed. She shot her sister a quick, speculative
glance -- very quick, because her eyes were drawn right back to that
mighty pony prick. "Bonny -- you don't -- ?"
"I don't fuck him, but he laps my cunt and I -- " Bonny blushed
slightly. "I jerk him off in my mouth!"
"Oh, God -- let's both lick his prick," Claire purred, lust surging in
her loins again, her mouth watering at the prospect.
Claire longed to share the depravity with her teenaged sister- -to share
the pony's cockmeat and fuckjuice. Without waiting for Bonny's reply,
Claire knelt down beside the animal.
Bonny, grinning impishly, pleased that she had been able to introduce
her more experienced older sister to a new form of perversion, moved up
beside Claire. They knelt, hip to hip and cheek to cheek. Buck's dark
cockhead throbbed before their radiant faces. Bonny's pink tongue
flicked out and slurped at Buck's cock- tip. Claire moaned and leaned
in, her own tongue darting out. The two cock-loving sisters laved the
pony's flaring prickhead cheek to cheek, their tongues sliding together
as they moved over his huge cock-knob. More preliminary jism oozed from
his pisshole, and Claire tilted her head around and slid her hot tongue
right up it, tasting pony cum for the first time and moaning as she
discovered that the stuff was even thicker and muskier and richer than
doggy jism.
"Give me a taste," Bonny gasped, moving in to lap at the brute's
dribbling pisshole alongside Claire. "You wanna suck him off and swallow
his fuckjuice, Claire? There's an awful lot of it- -plenty for both of
us."
Claire hesitated. Her mouth was hungry again, but her cunt was volcanic
with lust, smoldering even more than it had been before Bonny had sucked
her off.
"I wanna fuck him!" she cried.
"Oh, yeah! Yeah, Sis! Take that big fucker up your hot cunt!" Bonny
squealed with enthusiasm. Bonny had been thinking about fucking the pony
herself, but she was a bit intimidated by the size of his prick. The
thought of having her sister screw him drove her wild. Both girls lapped
at his cockhead for a little longer, getting it soaking wet with their
combined saliva. Then Claire lay down under the sturdy beast. She arched
her back, making a bridge of her nimble body. Her head and shoulders
were firmly planted on the ground and her crotch was thrust up, level
with the head of the animal's throbbing cock. Her thighs were parted and
her feet were on the ground, raising her loins up into the fucking
elevation. Buck, having never screwed a woman's cunt, seemed hesitant.
He had learned all about coming in Bonny's mouth however, and he shoved
his cock into the girl's face. She tongued him as the fat cock-knob
tilted her blonde head backwards.
"Help him," Claire pleaded. "Help the fucker get his prick in my
fuckhole, Bonny!"
Her upthrust ass and hips jerked wildly about, pumping in a fucking
motion even before they were coupled. Her cunt was wide open, steaming
and flowing. Bonny was only too happy to assist in this operation. She
gave Buck's thick cockhead a last lick, then hooked one arm over his
cockstalk. Holding him in the crook of her elbow, she levered his
prick-knob down into Claire's crotch. Her wet pussy looked so lovely
that Bonny ducked down and tongued it for a moment, swapping saliva for
cuntjuice. Then, supporting her sister under the ass with one hand, she
guided the pony's prick into Claire's cuntlips.
The massive dark slab of his naked prickmeat flared in Claire's open
fuckhole. It was so huge that for a moment, Bonny doubted that it would
fit up Claire's young pussy. She moved his cock-knob up and down through
her slippery cunt-lips. Pony spunk oozed from his pisshole and ran into
Claire's cunt. Bonny tugged on the animal's cockshaft and Claire shoved
her pelvis up at the same time. The tip of Buck's bloated cock-crown
inched up Claire's cunt-hole.
Claire squirmed, her hips turning, her fuck tunnel stretching beyond
belief. An inch of dark cockmeat slid into her, then another. The
pliable walls of her cunt fluttered, adjusting to this incredible bulk.
Buck, getting the idea, gave a sudden thrust and all of his cockhead
vanished into Claire's sucking cunt-hole with a slurp.
"Jeez -- it's going in!" Bonny gasped, staring as her sister's cuntlips
gripped the pony's leather cockstalk just behind the knob. Cunt cream
seeped out onto his prickshaft, lubricating the coupling.
"The head of his prick is in your pussy, Claire!"
"More -- give me more!" Claire cried greedily.
As she felt the enormous slab of the pony's prickhead throbbing in her
slot, Claire went wild, wanting more of that long cock, wanting as much
as she could hold. She pushed up on his big prickshaft and Bonny dragged
down on it. Buck snorted and his powerful hindquarters bunched with
muscle. Then he humped, stabbing another two inches of thick cock into
Claire's elastic fuckhole.
"Oh! Oh! Oh!" Claire gasped, as the pony's prick probed deeper,
spreading her cunt tunnel out wider than it had ever been spread before
and delving deeper than any cock, human or canine, had ever gone.
Buck humped again and half of his prick ran into her. The elongated
fuckstalk had bottomed out, the cockhead buried as deep as it could go
and half of his cockstalk still sticking out between them. His
cockmuscles worked and Claire bobbed up and down, stuck on the end of
his cock, her ass swinging from side to side.
Buck held the penetration for a moment, snorting and stamping on the
earth, all his bestial instincts gone wild as he discovered the thrill
of having his hot cock buried in clinging, sucking pussy. When he tried
to draw back, his prick was stuck up her so tightly that he dragged
Claire along with him. Instead of sliding in and out, he was hauling her
back and forth. But then helpful little Bonny grasped her sister firmly
by the ass and hips, holding her in position.
Buck drew back again and this time, his thick cock came sliding out,
dragging Claire's cuntlips almost inside out. The leathery prick-rod
pulled free, dripping and steaming. He paused, only his cock-knob
bedded, then jolted in again, rattling her bones and shaking her loins.
Claire, abandoned to pure bestial passions, moved in counterpoint to
Buck. She slammed her cunt up to meet his cock as he plowed into her and
she rolled her hips as he withdrew. His cockmeat came out slathered with
cuntjuice and the sight was so inviting that Bonny clamped her parted
lips around the underside of the pony's stalk and slurped the delicious
cream from him as he jerked out. The animal's cock came out drenched
with cuntjuice and plunged back in slippery with saliva.
Bonny hungrily licked and sucked, her head sliding up and down the
pony's long prick, her lips clamped to the throbbing cockshaft. She
played him like a flute, running her mouth between the brute's balls and
her sister's crotch. Now Buck's pisshole was flowing heavily, and his
cock pulled out wet with both jism and pussy nectar. Bonny gulped the
mingled cream down hungrily. Her blonde head flew about. Her mouth was
all over the place. She tongued out Claire's asshole and lapped at
Buck's balls. The swollen sacs throbbed wildly against her tongue.
"Ooooh! He's gonna shoot!" she cried.
Claire wailed and slammed her crotch up, taking as much of the pony's
cock into her fuckhole as she could manage. As his huge flaring
cock-knob stuffed her full, Buck's balls blew and his thick cum pumped
in a torrent into Claire's loins. Claire screamed with ecstasy and her
cunt melted on his spurting prick. Horse cum sprayed down her thighs.
She churned wildly under him, working her coming off as the pony emptied
his balls.
As the last of his joyjuice rushed into her, Buck stood, his head down,
his cock still stiff, supporting Claire like a pole. Claire squirmed
around in bliss, her juicy coming continuing. Then she slowly slid off
the end of the pony's fat cock, falling back in a heap on the ground.
Bonny continued to lick at Buck's cock, thrilled to find that it was
still hard and ready for more. Then she buried her pretty blonde head
between Claire's thighs and began to suck all the cum and cuntjuice out
of her sister's flooded fuckhole. It was, after all, Bonny's pony and
she had every right to his cum.
Lying on her back and smiling with contentment, Claire felt Bonny's
nimble tongue slide up her cunt and she loved it. What's more, she saw
that the pony still had a hard-on. This weekend promised to be anything
but boring. But she felt a little sorry for Wolf and Sarah.
How can I enjoy a neighbor's tongue, after I've had my sister's? she
wondered.
How can I ever go back to dogs, after I've fucked a pony?
But it worked out all right because, by this time, Sarah and Wolf were
very good friends.
The End
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