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Slut for Animals -- by Kysa Braswell
Veronica's pussy tightened, that delicious hot, itchy feeling making her clit
tingle and stiffen while juice began to ooze from the thin skin lining. It was
awful! The attractive twenty-four-year old blonde pressed her fingertips to her
lips and closed her eyes, inhaling a shuddering breath and trying to bring her
mind and body under control. How her nipples itched as well, rubbing deliciously
against the stiff material of her bra! Her tits seemed to be swelling in her
halter while her flesh crawled with sexual excitement! How many times had she
told herself this feeling was wrong? She had slipped only once in her life,
vowing never again to let a man touch her until she married him. But a rising
tide of sensuality was shattering her mind as she leaned against the tall porch
pillar of her cousin's ranch home just east of San Bernardino. There were all
those men; ranch hands sauntering around the barn, smoking their cigarettes and
stealing glances at her as she felt herself getting hotter and hotter. Oh, if
they only knew just how much heat was concentrated in that hairy bundle between
her legs! They'd probably be out to mount her, to fuck her like the animals in
the barnyard. Again Veronica closed her eyes, curling her fingers around the
wood and digging her nails into the soft surface. Another spasm, this one more
powerful than the last! Her knees pressed against each other, knocking and
shivering while that seeping electric charge made her pussy pucker up.
"Howdy, Miss Veronica!"
Veronica started, her eyes widening as the baritone voice rolled over her like
an ocean wave. Turning, she saw a tall, dark-haired man with his straw cowboy
hat tilted back on his head. Tom Jericho. Kate, her cousin, had told her about
him wild, a reputation with women that was far from clean. But a good ranch hand
and especially needed ever since her uncle had taken ill.
"Hello," Veronica said coolly, feeling her voice shivering along with
her body.
"Mighty nice evenin' it's gonna be," Tom said, narrowing his eyes and
smiling at her.
Did he know? Did everyone know? If so, would he make a pass? Kate had told her
some unsavory stories about Tom and his friends. They were rumors, really no one
would ever really confront Tom and his buddies with those stories to his face.
But it had been said that they enjoyed "strange" sexual practices.
Their women more often than not wound up completely ruined if not half-insane
after a few nights. More than one family around had had to send their daughter
to an institution to recuperate from an evening with Tom.
Of course, nothing could be proven. The families were too shocked to dig up any
evidence, and Tom was far too careful in covering his tracks. Kate realized
Tom's value as a hand on the ranch and reluctantly let him stay on. All these
stories rushed through Veronica's head as she stared back at the darkly handsome
man standing in front of her. Instinctively she put one hand to the base of her
throat and breathed with some difficulty.
"Somethin' the matter, ma'am?"
"Uh, no, just... just feeling a little faint. It probably was the heat
today," Veronica said, tearing her eyes away from his handsome face.
Oh, oh, in spite of the stories she still felt so attracted to this man standing
here. Perhaps it was because of the stories that she felt this wild pull.
"Yeah, pretty hot... real hot," Tom said, leaning against the same
porch support.
Veronica was taking deep breaths now, feeling her tits tingling more than ever.
She felt a sudden glow washing over her flesh as she glanced at him once more,
then looked away. In a moment the confused blonde felt her pussy starting to
swell.
"Might be nice to take a walk."
The words sent a jolt of fear mixed with hope racing through her. Yes, she
thought of fucking, fucking with a man! This was supposed to be a vacation, a
trip away from all the temptations of Los Angeles that were making her break her
resolve not to fuck men until she was married. But it was turning out to be an
ordeal.
"No, I don't think so."
Goosebumps broke out around her stiffening nipples and all up and down her
tensing thighs. Her hairy pussy was generating more and more heat as the swollen
lips began to rub together. Tom made another move, his hand brushing hers. It
was as if she'd been touched by a hot stove. A wild sensation made her cuntal
walls buckle as she drew her hand away. Veronica was about to say something when
her cousin, Kate walked out the front door. Tom muttered something under his
breath and drew away.
"See you've met our good ranch hand," Kate said ironically, watching
Tom with hands on her hips as he shuffled away to join some of his buddies near
a dusty old pickup nearby.
"He... seemed nice," Veronica said, feeling a wave of relief rush
through her mind. Her body seemed to melt, deflate. Her tits lost their tingle
and her pussy closed up tight under its thicket of blonde bushy curls.
"Don't let the surface charm confuse you," the brunette said, brushing
back her long hair.
"Now come on, Cuz, I want you to see what I bought today. I had him
delivered while you were in town. Come on, Buck, come on," Kate said,
patting her thighs.
A big gray and white German Shepherd bolted out the open front door, circling
around the two women with his pink tongue hanging out, barking excitedly.
Veronica smiled, bending down and reaching out to pet him. Something strange
happened at that point, something that she was glad Kate hadn't noticed. The big
friendly dog suddenly moved around her, sticking his nose up her thighs and
lapping his long hot wet tongue over her flesh.
It was mind tingling! Dogs nosed around a lot. Everyone knew that and took it as
something dogs simply just did. But this was different. Buck had touched her
with his tongue, licked her ass right there on the porch! Veronica jerked
forward, jerking her hands back and pulling down her skirt while wheeling around
from the animal. Buck backed away, looking up at her with his laughing eyes!
Could he smell her? Was she that hot?
"Come on... in the barn," Kate said.
Veronica followed, making sure the dog was well ahead of her. It probably was
simply a coincidence, an accident. She would put it out of her mind at once as
she stepped in the small red wood barn and shuffled through the coating of
stubble and wood-shavings on the floor. There was the immediate aroma of stale
piss and shit as Veronica picked her way carefully down the narrow aisle,
looking from one empty stall to another. Her uncle had raised so many horses out
here, horses he had sold to pay for his rising medical bills. Kate had come out
here from Los Angeles several years ago to bring back the business.
"Right here."
Veronica squinted, seeing her cousin stopping in front of a stall to the left.
Drawing closer, she saw a huge white stallion, the most beautiful creature she
had ever seen!
"Oh, Kate, he must have cost the earth!" Veronica gasped, stretching
out one hand and petting the big stallion on the nose.
"Enough," Kate said, wrinkling her forehead up and nodding. "But
starting out with him to stud others is a good idea, I think."
Stud? The word sent shivers up and down her spine, the more so when the big
stallion turned his head around and drew his tongue over her arm. Veronica drew
back, hugging her tits with both hands. Her cheeks were burning a bright red as
her pussy fired up again.
Kate was dragging her into the large stall, making her pet the big horse's
sides. The touch of that soft hair against her fingertips, the feel of his
muscular strength, of his animal-warmth was doing things to her!
The woman felt her pussy zapped with thrill after thrill, that tingling
sensation starting up once more between her legs. It was like having a single
drop of perspiration trickle its way through the mossy covering of her tight
little pussy. Oh yes, yes, the plump lips of her pussy were aching to be touched
now, to be licked, fucked, anything! And a horse had done this? My God, what
could she be thinking of?
"I'm a little tired," Veronica said, backing away from the stall after
flicking a last longing look at the handsome white horse.
"Sure. Get back in the house and rest. I've got to go into town and
finalize his papers. I'll be back around eight," Kate said with a smile.
Veronica smiled weakly back, picking her way to the outside and then heading to
the house. Her cousin went quickly to her small red car and drove off.
Alone now, Veronica noticed some of the hands were still hanging around the
corral, talking softly and looking curiously in her direction. Men! They were
probably talking about her, talking about how easy it might be to slip up
between her legs. They only want one thing. That's what Joe Franklin had wanted
in high school and she had given it to him again and again. Only after she
realized he'd been bragging to his friends about her did Veronica know what a
fool she'd been! No more. Not until she was married.
But now, standing in that living room, she wasn't so certain. Tom had stared at
her with those mocking eyes, his strong arms about to wrap around her! Or had
she been imagining things.
What was wrong? Perhaps a drink would settle her nerves. It was still a little
early, only six, but desperate times called for desperate measures. Crossing the
large room, Veronica sauntered up to the bar and grabbed a bottle of gin. Gin
and tonic, the old cure for the world's problems. The ice tinkled merrily in the
glass as she mixed the powerful drink, then began sipping it quickly.
"Ohhhh."
How the liquor burned down her belly, making her feel so soft, so warm all over.
She walked slowly to the sofa, settling her ass down in the soft cushions and
closing her eyes.
Maybe that was the way she would have to stay; drunk as a lord to keep men from
touching her as Joe had done.
Another sip, another feeling of relief washing over her. Already the tensions of
the afternoon were leaving her. There was some noise in the kitchen. Had Kate
come home early? No, of course not. It was Buck, pushing his dinner dish around.
Where was that food?
About to put down her drink, Veronica turned her head and saw the playful
two-year-old German Shepherd come trotting into the living room. She again
stretched out her hand to pet him, forgetting momentarily about the incident on
the porch. The dog hadn't forgotten, however, and immediately thrust his snout
between her knees.
"Oh!"
Veronica jerked back, her drink spilling all over her dress and the couch.
"No! Bad dog!"
She slapped down at the animal, her fingertips brushing the dog's big snout.
Buck backed away, his powerful body arching down while his bushy tail stood
straight up in the air.
Those black eyes were glistening, glittering with excitement while his jaws
opened.
"Ohhhh."
Veronica scooted back on the couch, curling her fingers and digging her nails
into the soft material. She stared at the double row of pointed teeth, the way
they glistened with his spittle while his pink tongue lolled out from one corner
of his mouth. He was growling, that soft, smothered growl of a coming attack.
"No, Buck, no... come on, boy, leave me alone," Veronica said in a
shaky voice, her thighs tingling more than before while her scalp itched and
crawled with terror.
She had never felt particularly secure with animals before, although these past
three days with her cousin on the ranch had partially cured that. Buck had
seemed more human than animal, always friendly and playful. This was the first
time, the very first time he had acted like this.
"No, boy, get away."
He was half on her lap now, his jaws opened. She felt his panting breath against
her throat while his paws dug into her upper thighs. What did he want? Then the
girl realized that once again he had picked up the scent of her hot pussy!
Veronica reached forward, pressing her fingers against the German Shepherd's
throat and shoving him off her lap. Buck barked, circling around and around, his
tail still high in the air. She rose from the couch, staring around the room in
blind panic. Upstairs!
That was one place where she could run to get away from the pursuing beast.
Stumbling around the sofa, she moved toward the winding staircase, the big
shepherd nosing her thighs. Oh, she could feel that cold snout brushing up
against the backs of her legs, hear him sniffing at her pussy as she tried
wildly to get away from him!
"Horrible... beastly animal!" she cried, wheeling around once more and
slapping down at the large barking dog.
But Buck had become used to her tactics now. He backed away, his forepaws
stretched in front of him, his handsome, hairy head tilted to one side, his
tongue hanging out from one corner of his mouth. He was barking savagely now,
his body shaking.
"No, get away from me."
She turned to face him, backing slowly toward the stairs with her right hand
stretched behind her, searching for the banister. Her pussy was hot, oh so hot
and tender and tight from all those wild thoughts that had been running through
her head the past few hours.
The dog smelled her now, smelled her and was aroused as if she were his favorite
gutter bitch.
"Bad dog, bad Buck. You don't want me telling Kate on you, do you?"
Her voice was shivery, unsure. The dog caught the note of excitement rustling
through it and pricked his ears forward. Instinctively Veronica knew what that
meant and felt her heart pounding wildly. She had to get upstairs!
"No, bad!"
The stairs! Twisting around she gripped the banister and rushed up the steps,
realizing the animal was still pursuing her. She felt the slippery, rubbery rub
of her cuntlips against one another. She stumbled, felt the dog's snout push up
against her silken panties, cried out and scrambled back up, breathing so hard
she thought her lungs would burst from the effort.
It was a horrible dream! Reaching the top, Veronica ran down the darkened hall,
her eyes swimming. Sputtering sparks showered from her clit into her pussy as
her mind raced wildly. Images of Tom, of the horse, of Buck, whirled about in
her brain as she finally reached her bedroom door.
"No, get out!"
Veronica hadn't been quick enough. Just as she slammed the door shut, Buck
rushed in, wheeled about, then jumped on her.
"No!"
She stumbled sideways, her right elbow knocking hard against the dresser. The
dog was on top of her in a moment, barking, then panting against her throat
while his tail wagged merrily back and forth in triumph. Glancing down, Veronica
saw something that made her scalp crawl again with fear. His cock that long,
knobby thing, was slithering out of its hairy sheath!
"Oh please, God, not this!" she whispered.
Veronica clung to the front edge of the mattress, drawing herself upon the bed.
Below she could hear the sounds of cars starting up and crunching over the
graveled drive toward the main highway. The men were going home. If only they
knew what kind of show they were missing upstairs!
She slapped down once more, having hauled her body flatly on the bed. Bending
one knee, she kicked hard at the big animal. But Buck wasn't to be put off. He
nuzzled her calves, slobbering over her crawling flesh. Veronica closed her
eyes, half-twisting around, reaching out and drawing her fingernails over the
sheets. Wrong. Wrong! This was a sickness, a terrible sickness! And yet, yet her
pussy was heating up so, heating and tightening as it had heated and tightened
for Joe so many years ago.
Release! Relief! That's what her body had been craving for these years. And now
the dog was going to give it to her! This animal was going to draw his tongue
over her pussy, maybe even fuck her.
"Ohhhhh... noooooo!"
Again Veronica kicked at the big animal, her mind revolting at the thought of a
dog touching her. The big king-sized bed groaned and squeaked under her
thrashing body and the weight of the animal.
But there was that crawling hot wetness tensing her pussy, a hot chilly series
of flashes making her flesh tighten around her pussy.
Veronica scooted back a little more, dragging her heels over the mattress while
she reached back and curled her fingers tightly around the headboard. No, no,
she couldn't fight him, couldn't fight the hot tingling between her legs! Slowly
the woman felt her resistance melting under her super-heated pussy. Drawing her
knees up, feeling her cuntlips wetly peel back as she opened herself to the big
dog, Veronica breathed through her flared nostrils.
"Ohhhhh... no, you... you just can't do this... uhhhhhh."
Her pussy muscles shivered, trembled then cramped down, telling Veronica her
battle was lost. For better or worse she was going to let the animal have his
way. Moaning, she reached down and raised up her skirt, skinning down her
panties. God help her. She was going to let the big German Shepherd lick her
off!
"Uhhhhh... God, God, it's so... good, so good," Veronica moaned,
pushing her fingers into the pillow behind her head.
It was the same lush, swampy feeling she had experienced years ago when Joe had
first touched her with his fingers, rubbing them over her cuntal mound while
undressing her.
Now it was a dog. Veronica had only managed to scoot her panties down halfway.
The dog was nosing up hotly between her white shivering thighs now, rubbing his
snout against the juice-soaked crotch panel.
"Uhhhhh, oh Buck... what are you making me do?"
Veronica rocked her body from side to side, drawing her fingers up along her
thighs, then reaching back again and holding tightly onto the clattering
headboard. The dog was nuzzling her pussy, pressing his warm snout against the
thin pink silk of her panties, pushing the material up into her hot pussy. The
feeling was wild, something she had never felt before! The warm, silky rub of
her juice-soaked panties against the folds of her convulsing pussy walls drove
her even higher sexually than before! And then he began licking, dragging his
tongue sloppily along her ass, then moving down to the soft spots behind her
knees. Veronica rolled her head over the crushed pillow, prancing her ass high
in the air while curling her spine in excitement. Strands of her silky blonde
hair clung to her cheeks and the corners of her mouth while she drew her knees
up from the mattress, then let them sag slowly back down again. Peering up over
her thunderous high-riding tits, she saw the dog there, saw him crouched between
her long, slender legs. How odd it looked, seeing something that hairy settled
down in that oh too private spot, his tongue stretched out and touching her all
over!
"Mmmmmmm."
And then the image of that big white horse flitted across her mind. His power,
his... his sexuality. Veronica remembered the warm, hairy feeling of his coat
and trembled, her pussy puckering up once more, the muscles trying to grip the
big German Shepherd's snout while Veronica began breathing wheezily through her
flared nostrils again. She was a bitch, a panting, yowling bitch under Buck's
trained tongue. She writhed her body against the bed, her fists pounding the
mattress, the backs of her naked legs flailing wildly against the sheets. Again
and again she breathed the dog's name, stretching out her hands, curling her
fingers in his warm, hairy coat while hunching up into his snout.
"Ohhh."
All the way. She was going to go all the way! To hell with morality. Moving one
hand down, Veronica was about to shove her panties off when she heard a change
in Buck's growling. He suddenly became more savage. And then there was the sound
of ripping fabric and the feel of her panties being tugged down off her thighs.
More ripping. And finally the panties came off, torn from her body by the large
animal! Veronica cried out in fear as she peered down heavy-lidded and watched
Buck backing away with the shredded pink briefs in his teeth. He tossed his head
around, the panties whipping against his hairy flesh. Then they flew off the
bed, floating down to the floor.
"Oh God!"
He was licking her steadily now, tenderly with that wonderful hot tongue of his.
The warm spittle oozed down her splayed thighs while his hairy sides tickled her
flesh deliciously. It was that tenderness, that gentle, wet brush of his maw
that made her close her eyes tight again and squeeze her fingernails hard
against her damp palms.
"Ohhhhhh... oh my God, yesss, yes, it's so wonderful!"
The dog's tongue licked higher and higher, stretching up along the insides of
her thighs. It was so devastating, so evilly exciting. Veronica felt her world
whirling around her madly as she tensed her thigh muscles and began hunching
into the dog's mouth. The animal whimpered appreciatively, moving the long tip
of his snout from side to side. Veronica caught her breath, feeling her heart
almost stop at the touch of the animal's tongue against her clit.
The frantic blonde wallowed her shoulder blades against the mattress, arching
her spine once more and rubbing the backs of her legs against the silken sheets.
Now every square inch of her body had come alive under the dog's affectionate
tonguing! Moving both hands to the center of her body, Veronica found herself
catching the dog's head in her hands. She stopped twisting on the squeaking bed
for a moment, staring at him. He started that low growl in his throat again, his
eyes slitting his ears pinned back.
"Oh God, God, this is... is awful... It's so... Uhhhhhh."
Veronica dropped her hands to her sides, feeling another rush of spasms race
through her pussy. Buck had dropped back and opened his jaw, sinking the forward
fangs into her white quivering flesh. The effect was maddening! Veronica
whimpered through her flared nostrils, beating her fists against the mattress
while snapping her head from side to side. Brilliant lights of oranges and reds
popped in front of her eyes. Buck let go for the flash of a second, then bit
higher on her thigh. The burning explosion of her nerves being stimulated made
her heart pound heavily in her chest. Buck was pushing his big shoulders farther
between her splayed thighs. She felt her legs being pushed apart and let it
happen. Yes, she wanted that tongue all over her, in her!
Sobbing, rolling to one side on the bed, Veronica curled her legs up, pressing
her knees against her tits and feeling the German shepherd's tongue sliding up
and down, wetting down her ass, then curling around and touching her cuntlips.
She cried out, clawing at the sheets, pushing her ass backward for the dog to
lick.
It was unbelievable how good the feeling was. She heard Buck whimpering, felt
him moving the long tip of his snout from side to side. The dog was growling
louder. She could feel his paws scratching against her back and asscheeks, feel
his breath against her back. Veronica let out another groan and rolled back on
her ass, letting her knees fall apart for the animal.
"Ohhhh."
She was rolling her head from side to side, gasping for air while the dog moved
around and stuck his maw back onto her pussy. It was wild! His tongue slopped
over the sensitive inner flesh of her thigh. How she loved it, loved the hot,
wet licking sensation of his tongue moving up and down her body! Veronica
writhed like a snake, her nipples getting hard, itchy. If she had the time she
would have taken her dress off completely and let the animal go crazy over her
body. But there was no time. She felt her pussy burning, sizzling under the
animal's ferocious sexual attack. She was going to cum! Veronica knew it, could
feel it.
"Uhhhhhhhh."
She drew her legs together, rubbing the spit-slicked flesh against Buck's warm,
hairy sides! Oh, oh, how lovely it was hearing the dog licking her, hearing his
tongue smacking against her juice-soaked pussylips! Groaning, Veronica raised
her ass again off the bed, letting it hang there trembling, feeling the dog's
tongue curling around her pussy once more, bringing more and more sensation from
her clit!
"Ohhhhhh God, God!"
How expertly his long pink tongue slipped around her small inner cuntlips. It
petted her cut, making the tiny pink nub sputter with wild excitement. Raising
her head, Veronica peered through her eyelashes and saw the dog resting there on
his belly, his maw buried in the blonde cuntal thicket between her legs. How
odd! How excitingly odd to see an animal resting like that between her shivering
thighs! Veronica let out a sharp cry of ecstasy and fell back onto the mattress,
undulating her naked legs.
"Ummmm... oh Buck, do it, do it! Oh God, suck my pussy! Uhhhhh."
Moving her hands down her belly Veronica felt the fire rising in her pussy.
Sliding her fingers down a little further, she felt Buck's tongue loving her
pussy. Oh yes, yes, he was wonderful! She rubbed her fingertips along the
rubbery swollen sides of her outer cuntlips, edging up to her clit. When she
touched the tiny nub, Veronica thought someone had touched her body with a live
electric wire. Buck's tongue was wriggling there too and the double touch nearly
drove her over the brink! She arched her back, wallowing her shoulders against
the groaning mattress while she drew her legs up and spread her thighs even more
for the pussy-hungry animal.
"Oh God, Buck... Uhhhhh... Fuck me with that tongue!"
Veronica snapped her ass up once more, giving the dog more of her pussy to lick.
He saw the rising excitement and whimpered through his nostrils. Now he was
licking the rounded curves of her asscheeks, going back into the hot split
between them. Veronica's eyes flickered open. She stared at the ceiling,
concentrating on the hot licking toward her asshole. Her muscles cramped. The
room seemed to be growing dark when she felt his tongue touching the gray/pink
wrinkled flesh of her asshole. Veronica chewed on her lips, tossing her body
from side to side like a ship in a storm.
"Noooooo!"
Her body fell back down to the bed, trapping Buck under her for a second. He
wriggled free, pushing his scratchy paws against her asscheeks, then twisting
his head around and drawing his tongue over her pussy. That slow, wet, warm lick
made Veronica shiver with unspeakable lust. Soon. Very, very soon. She was
panting heavily now, feeling her pussy ache and throb as if it were a festering
wound! More. She wanted more!
"Uhhh... more, Buck... oh God, more," the woman gasped.
His long pink tongue was driving up and down her hot pussy crack more frenziedly
now, lapping up the flowing juices. Veronica snapped her head wildly from side
to side, sweat dampening her cheeks and forehead. The headboard clattered aloud
against the wall as Veronica rounded the final curve for her climax. Yes, she
could feel her pussy tightening, every nerve ending in her body tensed, wound,
ready to spring.
"God!"
Her clit burned from the steady friction, burned like a tiny jewel as Buck
concentrated his lapping on that wet pink spindle. Snapping her legs together,
rubbing her thighs against the big animal, Veronica let the outsides of her
knees nearly touch the mattress. She bounced and pranced her ass wildly on the
bed, feeling the sweat-stained sheets gathering up under her ass. She could hear
her labored breathing, hear the animal's pants over her own. Tears of delight
streamed from her wide eyes as the frantic blonde neared the border of her
climax.
"Uhhh... ohhhhh... yessss, yesss, Buck," she hissed. "Oh give it
to me! God in heaven, give it to me!"
Veronica fanned her fingers out along the animal's neck now, curling them,
digging the nails into his warm flesh while holding him down, steady against her
burning pussy. She bent her knees a little more, raising her feet off the
mattress and putting herself in a better fucking position. Yes, he was fucking
her, driving that wonderful tongue in and down into her pussy! It was the first
thing that had been in her pussy for such a long, long time, and it felt oh so
good! Reality exploded into an unreal myriad of oranges, reds and blacks as
Veronica tossed her body around the groaning bed. Buck nuzzled and licked and
pressed his snout against her soaking pussy while the woman gasped and babbled
meaningless phrases. She brought her feet together at the sides of his head,
rubbing her itchy soles and toes against his hairy flesh.
"Damn... oh damn!"
Drool oozed from the corners of her mouth, sucking her cheeks as Veronica felt
herself inch even closer to orgasm. She jerked her ass up, moved it slightly
from side to side, feeling the trembling of her ass while the animal licked more
wildly. Up and down, up and down, back and forth she wiggled. She twisted so the
dog's teeth brushed her cuntlips. Then, slowly lowering her ass back to the bed,
Veronica gave the animal her clit to touch once more.
"Ohhhhhh!"
That was it! She could hold back her climax no longer. The woman worked her ass
around in wild, frantic circles, crying excitedly through her flared nostrils.
The air itself seemed to burn her nose, her lungs, as she pitched and yowled
like a cat in heat. The more she moved the more licking pleasure the animal
brought her. The blonde woman was going mad, insane with the wet, hot licking of
the German Shepherd. At times she could feel the bushy brush of his tail against
the tops of her feet. Yes, yes, it was good, so very good. It was something that
had been a long time coming. The woman hiked her pussy up, feeling the dog's
tongue rim the pulsing, rubbery circle of tense muscles. Then he stuck it
inside, touching those sacred places, all those secret wet lumps and squiggles
that made her gasp even louder and pitch crazily on the bed.
"Huhhhrrrr! Huhhhhrrrr! Huhhhrrrr!" the woman screamed.
Oh fucking! Fucking! As she lay on the bed, writhing insanely under Buck's
licking, Veronica thought about fucking, about how good it would be to have a
hard, stiff, thick cock pile-driving through her pussy. Yes, she wanted
something big and hard and hot, something that would squeeze deliciously, slowly
through her pussy, stretching her to the ripping point. She thought of Joe, her
first and only fuck, and of the way his prick felt trenching through her pussy.
Then she thought of Buck. Would she dare something like that? Would she dare
turning around, getting up on her hands and knees and letting the dog fuck her?
Veronica kicked one leg out, fanning her toes until they cramped. The big
muscles in her ass and thighs cramped too. She was quivering on the feverish
edge of her climax.
"God, hurry... ughhhhhhhhh... oh, Buck, hurrrryyyyyyy?"
The dog let out a small bark, then nuzzled once between her cuntlips. She felt
her tender membranes fill with more blood. Fucking. Fucking. The thought of
having a cock any kind of cock in her sent her along into the firestorm of her
climax. Veronica wailed, pitching crazily on the bed, bucking her ass against
Buck's licking maw. She heard him growling, heard him yipping, felt him nibbling
at her bouncing asscheeks. Veronica didn't care. She didn't care about anything
except her climax.
"Cummmmmiiinnnngggggg!"
Veronica tossed her head, her hair falling over her face while her thighs were
filled with that itching, teasing fire. She throbbed and quivered, bucking her
body around so wildly she thought the dog might jump away. But he stayed,
licking and nuzzling and panting against her soaked flesh.
"God!"
The thought sent slivers of razor-like spasms through her pussy. Veronica could
almost hear her cuntal walls slapping together as she jerked and pitched and
yowled on the squeaking bed. Brilliant lights flashed in front of her eyes as
she came and came and came! When she'd opened her eyes again Buck was off the
bed, curled up in one corner, licking himself. No, he hadn't done anything. She
had been careful about that. Nothing had happened. Swirls of thoughts whirled
around her. How could this have happened? She had been so careful about men,
making sure her dates went no further than some kissing. And now... now she had
been with a dog, had let him touch her with his tongue. That was something she
hadn't let a man do since Edgar fucked her. Veronica rose from the bed, looked
down at her spit-slicked pussy hairs and shivered. She pushed her dress back
over her knees and stood up, feeling a little weak, a little drained. Brushing
the hair from her eyes, she looked at Buck, sucking in her upper lip and biting
down hard.
"What have I done? Oh, dear God, what have I done with that."
She couldn't finish the sentence. Tears made her eyes swim. Inhaling a deep
breath, Veronica pursed her lips and walked from the bedroom. A long, hot
shower, that's what she needed. She had to wash away the animal's spit. And
perhaps with that she would wash away the rising confusion and guilt she felt
about what had happened.
"You certainly seem quiet today," Kate observed, closing the ledger
book and turning around.
Veronica was sitting in the same sofa Buck had "attacked" her in.
Leafing through a magazine, she felt her mind wandering, wandering back to the
day two days ago when the animal had jumped on her and brushed her pussy with
his tongue.
"Hm? Oh, just thinking about how relaxing it's been since I've come
here," Veronica mused out loud, feeling a little ill at ease under her
cousin's questioning.
She was really thinking about the dog, about how good his body had felt against
hers, about how that tongue had touched her clit, her pussylips. How she would
have loved to have had that feeling now! Her fingers trembled, the magazine
shaking in her hand. Veronica put the paper down and turned back toward Kate.
"It's been wonderful getting away from the city and visiting you."
"Oh, that's nothing. Glad to do it. Say, you might enjoy going out to the
barn and taking another look at that new horse I bought," Kate said,
smiling openly at her cousin.
"Oh?"
"Finally finished the purchase," Kate sighed, giving her a pleased
look. "I've even had some offers already about studding."
Veronica felt a shiver race up and down her spine while a strange kind of heat
began to radiate through her pussy. She frowned at her reaction to this simple
news, wondering what on earth could be going through her mind.
"I've named him Cannon," Kate announced, obviously pleased with
herself. "What do you think?"
"Sounds good," Veronica muttered, rubbing her fingertips along her
upper arms. "I think I will take a stroll into the barn. That would be
good." She put the magazine to one side.
"See you in a bit."
Kate went back to her bookkeeping while Veronica walked through the kitchen and
out the back door. It was nearly four in the afternoon. The heat of the day was
at its peak, seeming to paralyze everything in the area. A few of the hands were
walking lazily down the slope to the east toward their quarters. In the distance
she could hear some larks calling to one another. Wiping her damp palms on her
Levi's, Veronica strolled easily toward the barn. Cannon. That was a good name,
a powerful name, and an appropriate name for such a powerful white stallion.
Stopping at the half-opened barn door Veronica examined herself for a moment.
What was she feeling? Her heart was beating. She was sweating, the perspiration
soaking her light-pink cotton shirt. The blonde shook her head, confused at her
reaction. She was only going to see a horse, not her... lover.
Feeling a little silly Veronica stepped into the large warm building. Earlier
that day Cannon had been out in the fields exercising. Now he was eating. In the
dark distance she could hear him munching his oats. Again the woman stopped,
putting one hand to her throat and breathing in with difficulty; Her flesh was
tingly, crawling with... with excitement.
Yes, that's what it was. She couldn't deny it. Excitement! But why? Why was she
feeling this way about him? Out of her mind. She had to be out of her mind to
have this kind of sensation racing through her brain and body.
Veronica knew she should have raced from the barn, run out the door and never
returned. But something drew her on, pushed her through the thick darkness
toward the big animal.
She walked as if possessed, her feet shuffling through the hay stubble on the
floor. Stall after stall slowly went by. And then Veronica reached it, reached
Cannon's stall. What a beautiful animal! Stopping there in front of him,
pressing her palms against her thighs, she stood in awe of the stallion.
"Cannon."
She whispered his name, felt her heart contract when he raised his head from the
feedbag and looked at her. A shock of white hair hung over his forehead while
his big brown eyes rolled up and stared at her. He snorted, his nostrils
quivering, his hind legs stomping nervously on the ground.
"Don't worry, boy. I'm not going to hurt you," she said in a
reassuring voice.
What was wrong with her? Why was she feeling so aroused from being so close to
this beast? Raising one hand, Veronica put her fingers to her cheeks. She was
burning up! Dear God, she was on fire!
"Easy, Cannon, easy."
Veronica walked up to the stall, one hand stretched in front of her. She crooned
to the big horse, her body trembling with an excitement foreign to her up to
this moment. He was snorting again, shaking his head, his long, beautiful mane
fluttering over his neck. Again he pawed the ground nervously. Veronica drew her
hand back a second, then stretched it forward tentatively. In a moment she found
herself petting the beast, feeling his warm body against her hand.
She had to have more, had to feel more!
Trembling, Veronica reached down and opened the stall. Cannon paused, his big
eyes rolling toward her as she stepped in, one hand constantly on his body. She
felt her flesh crawling with a new kind of electricity! She was breathing hard
now, breathing as hard as she had when Buck had jumped her and licked her pussy
into climax.
"Easy, Cannon, it's all right," she whispered.
Veronica stood along the stallion's side now, pressing her body against his. He
whinnied, twisting his head around and staring at the trembling young woman. Why
was that awful tingle in her pussy getting worse? What kind of person was she
turning into?
"God... oh my God, what's... What's happening to me?" she whispered to
herself.
Feeling her strength draining from her, Veronica leaned heavily against the big
animal. Cannon whinnied and snorted again, swishing his full tail up against
her. Closing her eyes the woman concentrated, trying to push away that burning,
throbbing itch. How wet her pussy felt! When she moved her hips slightly,
rubbing her thighs against Cannon's muscled sides she felt more hot juice seep
out. It was bad, really bad! Kate was there inside the house, thinking her
cousin was just having an innocent visit with the big beast. And there she was,
nearly embracing him! With another shuddering sigh Veronica stretched out one
hand, rubbing her fingers along Cannon's flesh. What a strong, handsome,
powerful animal he was! She could feel his muscles rippling under her light
touch, heard the animal's breathing become strong, even labored. Turning her
head, Veronica rested one cheek against the stallion's side, closing her eyes
and feeling his head radiate against her flesh. Her hand was stretching back,
back to the rounded curves of his rump. Again Veronica moved her hips, feeling
the subtle rub of her cuntlips as they slipped across her clit. She paused for a
moment, feeling the excruciating tickle get worse. A horse! She was having these
feelings with a horse! Biting down on her lip, the woman stretched her hand out
a little further, a little more until she was touching his balls. Cannon
whinnied loudly, turning around, bumping his body against the rear of the wooden
stall.
"Oh God!"
Veronica drew back, both hands pressed to her lips as she gazed at the animal in
horror.
What had she nearly done? What was becoming of her? Closing her eyes and shaking
her head, she rushed from the stall, suddenly finding herself crashing into Tom
Jericho.
"It's not right leaving the stall open," he said dryly, catching her
in both hands and holding her by the shoulders.
"Oh! You... you startled me," Veronica said in confusion.
Had he seen her? Had he been watching her with Cannon, seen her caress, guessed
what had been going through her mind? Jolts of embarrassed shame rushed through
her mind as Tom reached around and shut the stall gate. Cannon whinnied once
more, then draped his head over the front of his box and began munching on his
oats again.
"You shouldn't be in here alone," Tom said, grabbing hold of her once
more.
"I... I just came in to see Cannon. Kate told me about finally buying him
and."
"Fine horse," Tom commented, looking over her shoulder for a moment at
the eating stallion. "Little skittish, though. You could've been hurt real
bad if he got wild."
"I... I think I'd better go now," she stammered, trying to shake free.
"I don't think so."
"What?"
Tom was smiling, that same sexy, knowing smile he had flashed her earlier on the
porch.
"What was goin' on between you and that fuckin' horse in there?"
Veronica felt her cheeks redden. If she could have she would have died on the
spot. He knew! Dear God in heaven, he knew!
"Nothing. I don't know what you're talking about," she snapped with as
much confidence as she could muster.
"Sure. What you were doin' in there just wasn't really ... normal, if you
know what I mean."
"Oh, You... you can't say something like that to me! You don't know what
you're talking about," Veronica blurted, shaking her shoulders, trying to
push away from the big ranch hand.
"A normal woman don't hang onto a horse like that. She don't reach out for
his balls," he continued, his voice even, level even though his black eyes
sparkled with excitement.
"You can't prove a thing!" she whispered hoarsely, wondering how she
could face Kate if the word got out.
"Don't want to," Tom said, his eyes slitting.
God in heaven, when he looked at her like that he reminded her of Buck as the
animal lapped her pussy up to climax. Tom was an animal, the kind of animal that
took what it wanted, no matter what the consequences. Veronica twisted in his
grip, feeling his fingers bruising her flesh. The rush of excitement she had
felt with Cannon was still there, still making her heart pound.
"What?"
"I don't like my women normal. Too fuckin' boring. I like somebody like
you, somebody with some kinks to 'em," Tom said, snorting out a laugh.
"I don't know what you mean," Veronica said breathlessly.
She had her fingers pressed up against his chest, pushing him away. He was
crazy, insane to think she was going to do anything with him.
"Sure you do. Man, you're hot, you know that?" he whispered, bending
down toward her.
Veronica squealed, jumping back, twisting her face from his.
"Don't play hard to get with me, baby," he said gruffly. "I don't
know exactly what you were plannin' to get away with in there with Cannon, but I
sure as hell know it wasn't normal. Now, you don't cooperate with me and I'm
gonna set this whole country buzzin' with stories about you."
"They'll never believe you," she gasped, stopping in her struggle.
"I'll take the chance," Tom said, his grin coming back.
"Horrible! Horrible!"
Again Veronica tried twisting away. This time Tom meant business, shaking her by
the shoulders so hard she thought her head would snap off.
"Help! Help me, somebody, help me... uhhhhghhhhhhh!"
A sharp, backhanded blow turned her cry into a smothered moan. Veronica
staggered back, the stinging pain from his slap bringing hot tears to her eyes.
"Oh, you... I could tell Kate and you'd be out of a job," she
threatened, regretting the words the moment she saw his face darkening.
"You try somethin' like that and you're gonna be the sorriest woman in the
valley!" he said, staring at her menacingly.
"I'm... sorry. Just lemme go and I promise I won't say a thing,"
Veronica said, immediately quieter after her mistake.
"You'll go, alright. But not till I've finished fuckin' you."
"No!"
Her back was pressed against the wall, her head still spinning and buzzing from
the blow. She looked at him, watching his forehead wrinkle and the skin around
his dark eyes tightening. Two tiny fires flared at the center of his irises. He
hadn't shaved for a day or so, the sweat making the stubble stand out.
"You ain't got no choice. You relax and it's gonna be good for you,"
Tom said, unbuckling his belt.
"No!"
Veronica screamed again; her eyes darting toward the door. He had closed it. But
she was certain it wasn't locked. Rushing from the wall, she sidestepped Tom for
the moment, stumbling over the slick stubble, hearing Cannon snorting and
whinnying in his stall.
"Stupid bitch!"
Tom was on her in a second, his strong hands gripping her by the wrists and
spinning her around.
"You ain't gonna be runnin' out, 'specially before I've fucked you,
baby."
"Stop it!" she cried, her eyes rounding while her heart contracted
once more.
"Too late."
He held her by the shoulders once more, then shoved her back with such force her
head struck the floor. Light slivers sparkled in front of her eyes as she sucked
in a deep breath, afraid of the man towering over her. No, she wasn't going to
shout for help again. He'd just step on her, kick her to death with those heavy
black boots of his.
"You shut up and I ain't gonna hurt you much." Tom unbuckled his belt
fully, opening the top snap of his Levi's. "Sit up!"
Veronica hesitated, not knowing that with Tom that was the worst thing she could
have done. Growling, he reached down and grabbed a fistful of her blonde hair,
jerking her head hard against his legs. She tasted his dirty Levi's, her lips
pressing against the material. He was saying something to her, calling her some
kind of slut and whore. Words didn't mean that much to her now. Sheer terror was
knifing through her, making her gasp.
"We're gonna have us a good time here. Ain't my idea of the best place. But
you're kinda partial to barns, ain'tcha?" he sneered.
"You "
Veronica was about to defend herself when she saw him raise one hand over his
head, pause, and then bring it down in a broad arc. As she trembled, he smiled.
Once again that hand slapped her, knocking the wind from her as her body rolled
over to one side. The sound of the slap and her quivering scream were muffled by
the close-set thickness of the barn around them. Again Cannon whinnied in his
stall, moving around frantically, his body bumping against the rotting wood.
"Now we start, baby."
He dragged her away from the door, away from Cannon to another stall. He was
going to fuck her there, take her like some animal. Well, that's what she was, a
rutting, bitching animal. She had let a dog lick her off, and God only knows
what she was planning to do in there with the stallion. She had moved her hands
down to his balls, had actually touched those leathery sacks, gathered them up
in her fingers and moved them around and around. And now this man who had
watched her was going to rape her right here in the barn!
"No, don't."
He stood above her, unzipping his fly. Pulling the sweaty, dirty red flannel
shirt from his trousers, Tom shrugged it off his shoulders. She stared at the
rounded, developed pecs, the aroused nipples, the muscled, washboard stomach
covered with a thick coat of body fur. Then his dirty faded Levi's halved
completely, his cock springing out.
"Oh!"
Big, fat, long! It was what she had been thinking about, almost dreaming about.
Something to take care of that horrible hot itch between her legs!
"Like it, huh? Almost as big as that fuckin' stallion's," Tom said,
jerking his head in the direction of Cannon. "You want a horse cock? Baby,
you're gonna get one shoved up your pussy and this one belongs to Tom
Jericho!"
"Stop... oh please!"
But there was no conviction in her voice. It was just like the night Edgar had
first fucked her. Veronica had begged him not to touch her when every fiber of
her body ached for him. She knew Tom would be the same way. She watched with
growing excitement as his cock grew harder and stiffer. It was so big at least
nine, maybe ten inches long and possibly two inches across. The sides were roped
with pulsing blue veins while the spongy head was growing purple.
"Ohhhh, nice hot pussy! Yeah, it's gonna feel real nice against my
prick."
Veronica sobbed, turning her head away and closing her eyes. How she hated
herself! She should be crying out even now, even under the threat of another
beating. But instead she lay there, panting like a bitch in rut, her crotch
filled with a wild throbbing. She wanted to touch that cock, to feel it, to
smell it!
"No!" She sobbed, scooting back, her spine pressed against the stall
wall. Clenching her fists, she pressed them to her sides, shaking her head from
left to right. Kate was only a short distance away, working on her books.
Everything was quite normal outside, while here in the barn the world was
turning upside down. Dizzy with fright, Veronica once more begged him not to
hurt her.
Tom only laughed, pushing his Levi's down to the tops of his boots. The hot,
sour smell of his crotch washed over her. It was exciting, the most potent
perfume possible for her. A draft tightened her damp scalp as Tom moved closer
to her, his fat cock waving, striking his jutting hipbone. Oh, how muscular his
thighs were, almost as muscular and strong as Cannon's!
Veronica's tits swelled, the nipples taut, straining against her bra. A spasm
shot through her body, making her pussy pucker, her clit tingle with
electricity. It was then she realized her body was alive again, quivering with
anticipation.
"No!"
He was on top of her in an instant, his hands pawing her shirt, tearing it from
her Levi's and opening the buttons.
"No, stop!"
She closed her eyes, her mouth a tight scar as she struggle futilely under the
big man. His knees were pressing into her thighs painfully while his fingers
ripped open her shirt. Next she felt her bra strap being undone, the cups
sliding from her big EE-cup tits.
"Ohhhhh yeahhhhh."
Tom stopped for a moment, his eyes wide with delight as he stared at the
resilient mounds resting on her chest. She felt his breath against her nipples,
then soon felt his lips cupping one, sucking hard while his teeth nibbled the
rubbery flesh.
Arching her back, Veronica sobbed, her tits jiggling like pudding from her
violent moves. He sucked hard, first one tit then the other, his hands kneading
the soft flesh painfully while his tongue scraped over the tips of her nipples.
"No, don't... ohhhh, you beast... You animal!" she sobbed.
He slapped her again, this time more softly than before while his knees spread
her legs farther apart.
"Gonna get me some pussy now. And man, I'm real hungry for it," he
muttered.
Veronica felt him draw back, felt his fingers fumbling with her Levi's. She beat
at him with her clenched fists, shoved her ass down hard against the floor. But
it was useless. Tom only laughed at her attempts of escape. Opening her jeans,
tugging them off her flailing legs, then hooking his fingers around the elastic
waist-band of her panties and pulling them down, he finally stripped the
thrashing woman naked.
"No!"
Tom was on her once more, pinning her down with his body, dry fucking her by
rubbing his big ten-inch prick back and forth over her wet pussy slit.
"No, no!"
Veronica thought someone had set fire to her pussy! It ran with juice, the hot
fluid seeping down into the hot crack between her asscheeks. She felt his prick
rubbing new life into her clit while his balls dragged over her crotch.
Her cries of help soon turned to cries of greed. Instead of pushing him away
Veronica found herself holding onto him, feeling the itchy stubble around her
working its way into her sweaty asscrack.
"Yeah, knew you'd be wantin' it. Shit, you was wantin' it before when I
talked to you. Now you can't keep still, can you? Want that hot cock?"
"Oh, oh, oh!"
The dog, the horse, everything had conspired against her. Now she was held
captive under his body, feeling his cock bumping up against her pussy. And then
he was completely on top of her, his cock gouging slickly down her cuntal cleft,
the domed head pressing against the hairy crack.
She felt her cuntlips peeling back, stretching to make room for his prick. Oh,
it was going in, going in, rubbing against the quivering, pulsing folds of her
pussy! Veronica snapped her head from side to side, her fingers tightening
around Tom's neck while her ass pranced for more cock meat. He was fucking her,
fucking her hard and deep.
"Oh no, don't... don't."
"Jesus Christ, you fuckin' bitch! Don't lie to me," Tom grunted,
working his hips from side to side.
Veronica stiffened, arching her back as she felt his cock slipping and stirring
around in her pussy. "You're... you're going to kill meeeee with that
thing!" she gasped.
Tom only laughed, tightened his ass muscles and shoved forward again. Looking
up, Veronica saw his face slacken, then tighten up once more as inch after
cock-throbbing inch slurped into her hairy pussy.
"Uhhhhh."
The woman shuddered with the sexy sensation of her pussy being filled with a
cock. It was really being stuffed, stretched. She moved her hips, changing the
angle her pussy made contact with Tom's fat prick. He was now halfway inside
when she felt a mini spasm pass through her pussy. Both of them gasped, their
bodies grinding against one another while her cuntlips sucked and gummed on the
big ranch hand's cock.
"Fuck! Jesus, ain't never had a woman who could do somethin' like
that!" he groaned.
"Can't... can't help it," Veronica cried, closing her eyes in shame.
"Fuck, man, you can do that all the time. I don't give a damn!"
Veronica breathed deeply, her lungs burning and hurting as the oxygen flowed
through her flaring nostrils. Slowly, gradually, she felt her cuntal muscles
relaxing, letting more of Tom's cock slip into her pussy. She felt the juices
seeping out around his entrenching dick, bubbling out and frothing around her
cuntal hairs while her ass moved back and forth over the hay stubble in the
stall. Again she heard the horse whinnying in the back stall, her cries
obviously upsetting him. Just thinking about that beautiful white stallion
brought another shiver of delight racing through her tight pussy.
"Uhhhh... fuck it out, baby!"
Veronica twisted around, feeling her insides stretching out around the extremely
thick ten-inch cockshaft. Again the woman tensed, waiting for the bulging
cockhead to reach down farther in her pussy. She thought there would be a moment
when she would have to scream for him to stop. And would he?
"Ohhhhh baby, baby, you're too fuckin' much! Bet I could fuck you all night
and you'd still be ready for more cock!"
"No, no, not true," she panted, unable to form sentences any more.
"Yeah, right," he gasped, throwing two more inches of his prick into
her.
"No more... can't take much more," the woman panted.
"You're real tight, baby, but you're stretchin' out just fine," Tom
moaned, bending over and sucking on her throat.
"No, no, it's so... oh God! Please, please, don't."
Veronica felt Tom tucking his ass under. She gasped as his hot, low-hanging
balls swung up and slapped against her asscheeks. She hadn't ever thought she
would have something this big in her body. Even Edgar wasn't this hung!
"Uhhhh... Oooohhhhhh!"
Crazy! Insane! Tom was pulling back, drawing his cock out! It felt as if her
insides were being tugged out with it.
"Like that? Somethin' different for your fuckin' pussy to feel?"
"Ohhhhhhh God!"
Veronica snapped her head back, rolling it over the stubble while snapping her
legs up and rubbing the insides against his body. She felt one heavy ball nestle
against one cheek of her ass. It was then she realized he was all the way inside
her. He had to be!
"Man, you're hot and tight... and real fine, baby. And you wanted to waste
it all on the fuckin' horse. Man, that's real warped."
Veronica wasn't listening. She moved her hips frantically from left to right
now, wanting to feel as much of his cock inside her as possible. Her ass bounced
over the stall floor, her fingers tightening around his neck. Tom let out
another groan, then dropped his face to hers. She felt his lips pressing her
mouth in a moment, felt his tongue searching for hers between her lips. In a
second they were fencing, their tongues flicking against one another, spittle
frothing from the corners of her mouth and dribbling down her chin while all the
time Tom's cock was slowly working in and out, in and out of her stretched
cunthole. Veronica could hear it working, could hear it making sounds like a
pile driver slipping in and out of a mudhole. It sent shivers through her.
"Uhhhhh." the woman moaned into Tom's mouth.
"Man, you're bitchin', baby, real bitchin'," he moaned back.
"Oh fuck, fuck me, please."
"Yeah, knew you'd be gettin' around to goin' nuts with my cock. Most cunts
do. Here, try somethin' different."
"Wh... what?"
Veronica felt his hands moving around her thighs, felt his legs moving under
her. She let out a cry of confusion as the room began to move around her. In a
second, she felt the relief of being able to breathe again as she rolled on top
of the big man.
"Ain't no rape now, baby. You're likin' it, likin' it the way I thought you
would," Tom said, smirking up at the big-titted blonde. "You dig it,
dig gettin' a man's cock in you."
His words burned her pride. But his cock was burning her pussy, setting it on
fire with flames she never thought existed.
"Come on, baby, fuck your pussy on my prick. Come on, it's real easy."
It was so different being on top. But Tom was helping her along, his hands
holding her tightly, guiding her thighs back and forth, up and down. After a
moment or two she could see how to rock her body forward so his cock would pull
from her cuntal tube. The noise, the slick, sucking noise of it made her shudder
again with hot delight. She could feel the foamy froth of her juices as Tom's
cockhead pulled streams of it back. It was running down her asscheeks. Oh, how
wet she was!
"You... you're making me feel so... so strange!"
Tom laughed at her, his hands slapping her asscheeks again, his legs moving
under her ass while Veronica began bouncing up and down. Her tits jiggled,
slapping together while she let her head fall back. Oh, oh, it was so
deliciously wicked, so evilly abandoned to be like this, her legs splayed so
widely apart.
Tom was very still, his mouth set hard. Oh God, God, things had changed so. She
had to feel his cock, had to feel his prick scraping along the itchy, tingling
insides of her pussy. It was so good. And the thought that soon his white, hot
spunk would be splattering out of that bulbous cockhead drove her mad. No more
was she the reluctant woman, the woman fighting for her honor, her reputation.
Veronica was rutting high now, bouncing her body up and down like a puppet,
feeling his prick gouging her pussy with its maddening stiffness and length.
She looked down. There was sweat on his forehead. His black hair was plastered
against his forehead as she kept bouncing up and down on his prick.
"Man, move that ass, baby. Come on, move that ass!" Tom said, slapping
her asscheeks when she started to slow down.
"I don't know... I think I'm close to... to cumming."
The admission made her blush with shame. But it was true. She felt herself
rocketing higher and higher, the odd hot/cold rush of chills taking over her
pussy. Her clit was constantly rubbing against Tom's hot prick now, sputtering
and sparking like a newly lit bomb while that odd tightness in her body was
growing.
"Uhhhh, baby, go for it, go for it!" he said in a tight voice.
"Ohhhhh."
It was as if firecrackers were being set off in her pussy! Veronica closed her
eyes, her hips grinding crazily. She raised her body, rocking forward until just
the prickhead was inside the powerful ring of muscles. Careful not to bear down
too hard Veronica felt her muscles tightening. She was milking his cockrod
again, letting her muscles gum along the length of his prick. Tom was moaning
loudly, arching his back up from the ground. Veronica gasped, feeling her chest
tighten, her mouth growing even drier. She was thrilled watching this reaction,
watching this thick-muscled male body writhing and thrashing under her while her
pussy was doing all the work.
Then her pussy exploded once more, sending stars of incredible brilliance
exploding through her confused head. She couldn't hold back, couldn't stop now
if the barn had caught fire! She plunged her teasing ass down, down over the
hard prick jutting from his crotch. Veronica cried out again, her head lolling
from side to side as she felt him rape through the muscled opening, penetrating
deep into her pussy. She felt the hot firmness of his balls as her pussy pressed
against them. Oh, she was being torn in half, split, divided, fucked!
"Nooooo!"
"Come on, baby, come on and work it on out. You're gonna make it, make it
with a real stud. Come on, Veronica, fuck it out!"
"No, no, no!"
She was moving around, jerking her ass around as if it were a wild animal. She
felt his fat, throbbing prick jerking hard against the slick lining of her
pussy. The circle of her cuntal muscles was convulsing now, rhythmically milking
Tom's prick. Her body needed that cock, needed to have that fat thing rushing
through her pussy. And then... And then it was happening. She heard Tom cry out
something and the next thing she knew Veronica was feeling gushes of hot cum
splattering against her cuntal walls!
"Ohhhhhh!"
The woman was dazed with lust and passion. Tom was twisting around and swearing
and bucking, his hands hurting her, pinching her thighs while all the time he
fucked hard and deep into her body. In a moment they rolled around, halfway down
to where they were on their sides. He fucked her again and again, his prick
seeming to reach all the way into her belly.
"Uuhghhhhh... ohhhhhhh God, I'm... I'm ... cummmmmiiinnnggg!"
It was as if the world had blown apart. Nothing existed for the moment except
her pussy and that wonderful, hot, thick prick splitting her wide open. More and
more of his jizz firehosed into her pussy. Now she could feel it mixing with her
juices, seeping out, wetting down her thighs and asscheeks as she pranced her
ass hungrily in the air begging for more.
After having thrashed and grunted and danced her shivering asscheeks around, the
woman collapsed, exhausted, breathing hard through her opened mouth.
"Oh God, God, what have I done?" she whispered out loud.
Tom chuckled, reaching up and stroking her stiff nipples.
"Nice fuck, baby. We're gonna have ourselves a nice time around the old
farm. Ain't gonna be nobody around to bother us. Nobody."
Veronica closed her eyes, thinking about Buck, thinking about Cannon and
wondering.
Two days had gone by since Tom had fucked Veronica. She and Kate had been busy
going over the books, trying to make some sense of her uncle's bookkeeping. And
this was a perfect excuse for the blonde to stay away from the handsome, muscled
ranch hand. Veronica was unsure about what had happened. At times she could
think of nothing but the stud, still feeling his hands roaming around her tits
and ass, his body pressing against hers while his prick trenched out her tight,
juicy, convulsing cunthole.
There were times at night when she couldn't sleep, when she tossed and turned,
the sheets wrinkling up under her. Then she lay on her ass, breathing hard, her
eyes wide and glazed while her fingers drifted down to the swollen hot, rubbery
lips of her pussy. How she trembled, how she bucked and thrashed, her knees
jerking up while her fingers slipped and clicked over her sputtering clit. Tom
should have been doing that, should have been teasing her with his fingers
before finally driving that prick deep into her waiting, wet pussy.
"Oh God!"
Again and again the woman thought about throwing a robe over her shoulders and
tiptoeing down the hall to look for Tom. Surely he had to be around the ranch
somewhere, probably in the bunkhouse. Kate had said something about him living
here most of the time. That's why she had liked keeping him on. He was there for
any kind of emergency. Well, wasn't her hot pussy, her desire to have a man on
top of her, touching her, fucking her, an emergency?
Still, there was something keeping her back, something that kept her in her bed
where she fingered herself into ecstasy. Oh yes, yes, it was good when her
fingers dipped in her convulsing, clutching pussy. For a few wild seconds she
could even imagine it was Tom's cock fucking her.
But then there was the awful realization soon after that she was alone. Tom
wasn't there. It had been her fingers that had touched off her explosion, not a
man's prick. Feeling empty, frustrated, Veronica drifted off to troubled sleep,
wondering if and when she would ever let Tom touch her again.
It was the evening of the third day when the hot tightness of her pussy was
driving her mad. Veronica sat at the desk, tapping one end of the pencil lightly
against the padded desktop. Kate had gone in the kitchen to brew more coffee.
Above her the large clock ticked maddeningly, making her want to scream. But no,
she had to keep her composure. What would Kate think if she knew what her cousin
was thinking? Oh God! What would Kate think if she were to know what had already
happened? That awful session with the dog, her embrace of the stallion, and then
that wild barn fuck with Tom!
Veronica closed her eyes, rubbing her fingertips against her burning forehead.
And what was worse was that she wanted more. Yes, she was still unsatisfied.
Sitting there, breaking the leaded tip of the pencil against the desktop,
Veronica wanted more sex! Yes! She wanted to be fucked again. Just thinking
about it sent shivers of unspeakable delight rushing up and down her thighs.
"More coffee here."
"Oh, thanks," Veronica said as Kate refilled her cup. She didn't need
more caffeine, but how could she tell her cousin that?
"Now, I've got to adjust the May figures and I think I'll be through,"
Kate said, filling her own cup then shoving the tray to one side as she sat down
beside Veronica.
"Oh, Kate. I'm a little tired. Do you mind if I take a walk outside for a
bit?" Veronica said, rubbing her burning eyes.
"Oh, of course. I forgot. You're not really into this. I don't blame you.
I've been tiring you with all these figures," Kate said apologetically, her
face lit with a bright smile.
Veronica almost felt guilty for her sexual feelings. The woman had no idea what
was going on behind her back!
"I... I'll be back in a while," Veronica said, not quite able to look
her cousin in the eye.
She left the living room quickly, reaching the kitchen and finally the outdoor
patio. The door closed quietly behind her. Shutting her eyes Veronica felt that
burning, pulsing itch that had been driving her half-crazy all day. It was
getting worse again. And there was no one around to take care of it!
"God!"
Veronica laughed ironically at her thoughts. To take care of her! How far she
had come since she walked through that door a week ago! In the background she
could hear the steady clicking of the adding machine. The smell of freshly
brewed coffee wafted from the kitchen outdoors to her nose. It was all so
normal, so predictable. But the feelings she had rushing through her pussy now
were far from normal!
Again the woman shivered, crossing her arms over her tits and walking slowly
through the small garden out back. It was growing cooler now, the stars overhead
winking brilliantly at the moon-silvered earth below.
Hardly a breath of air stirred as Veronica picked her way carefully through the
garden.
"How lovely it is," she whispered to herself, stopping near a pile of
rocks and looking around.
There was an intense quiet, one she had rarely experienced before. It was as if
everything in the earth had perished and only she had survived. It was at this
point Veronica felt her peace shattered. There was a rustling sound in the
near-by rose bushes to the right:
Turning, she felt a jolt of fear. Could it be a coyote? Kate had said something
about the wild animals coming near the ranch at times. Backing away, she was
about to call out for her cousin when Buck nosed his way through the heavy
underbrush.
"Oh, you silly dog! You frightened me," Veronica said uneasily.
The dog stood there, his tail high, wagging slightly from left to right while
his nose sniffed at the air. Veronica stiffened, knowing he was smelling her.
Yes, he was smelling her the way he had smelled her that fateful night when he
attacked her.
"No you don't, Buck. I'm not going to let this happen again."
Veronica backed away, her feet stumbling over the uneven flagstones of the back
patio. She couldn't let the dog touch her, not like he had done several nights
ago. How would she be able to face herself? All this time she had been telling
herself that that session had been some sort of a quirk, an accident that would
never, ever happen to her again. But here she was in nearly the same position,
and with Kate only a few feet away!
"Your mistress." The word mistress sent chills up and down her spine.
Was she the dog's mistress, he her lover? No, no, those kind of thoughts were
sick, dangerous. Veronica put both hands to her ears as if they could keep out
the rushing series of images tormenting her.
"No!"
But her desires were stronger than her pride. She still stood there in the
garden, her body lightly swaying back and forth while her pussy continued to
grow hot and tight. Buck moved a little farther toward the confused blonde,
sniffing the ground, then sitting down and scratching a spot between his ears,
growling slightly. For a moment Veronica thought he might have forgotten her,
his interest apparently diverted by an annoying flea. But he moved once more, on
all fours this time, sniffing around her leg.
Veronica felt paralyzed, unsure of what to do. Of course she could have called
out for her cousin. Kate would be out there in a flash and the incident would be
over before anything further happened.
But instead Veronica simply stood there, her hands crossed over her tits, her
eyes closed. And all the while she heard Buck sniffing, sniffing up her legs,
sniffing at her hot pussy. Her pussy needed some kind of satisfaction. Would it
come from the dog?
"Oh Buck... don't."
He was licking her now. Yes, she could feel his tongue rubbing up and down over
her ankles, that light, sexy rub sending shivers of delight up and down her
spine. Veronica groaned, digging her fingernails into her upper arms while
feeling her knees knock together. She wanted to run but felt herself riveted to
the spot. The world and all the reality attached to it was melting from her
mind. There was only her pussy, her pussy and that mad licking sensation drawing
up her leg now, touching the soft areas behind her knees. It was happening all
over again and there was nothing she could do to stop the hungry animal.
Veronica roused herself somewhat, moving away from the light of the kitchen
window. She didn't want anyone to see her shame, to see what she was going to do
with the growling animal.
"Here, Buck."
They moved together, woman and dog through the moonlight past the rose bushes he
had crouched in earlier. Looking back over one shoulder to make sure no one was
following them, Veronica led the animal to a small clearing some fifty yards
from the house.
Something glinted in the light from the moon in front of her. Stopping and
bending down, she peered closely at the object. It was a rock, just a rock. Buck
came padding behind her, breathing heavily. And then there was the sensation of
a hot wash of his tongue between her asscheeks.
"Oooooooohhhhh!"
Veronica's eyes widened, her jaws parting and letting out a rush of air. It was
a surprise, a delightful surprise! Having grown impatient with her, Buck took
matters in his own hands. He was butting his head against her now, trying to
knock her over onto the grass.
Veronica put one hand to her throat, fighting for her breath while struggling to
keep her balance. Why? Why was she trying to keep in an upright position when
all the while she was thinking about letting the dog have his way with her? Was
it some last bit of her shredded pride?
She toppled forward, her dress hiking up high over her hips, exposing her
asscheeks.
This evening Veronica hadn't worn her panties and again there was that hot lick
of his spitty tongue over her ass. Veronica moaned and trembled, pressing her
knees into the soft grassy ground while wiggling her ass slowly from side to
side. The dog was on her in an instant, his strong forelegs bumping the insides
of her thighs.
"Oh God, ohhhhhh Buck."
Stretching out one hand, Veronica pulled herself forward, clawing at the grass,
pulling some out by the roots.
"I can't... can't."
But Buck had been aroused and there would be no pushing him away. He kept at
her, his hot, sexy tongue wetting down the backs of her legs, his scratchy paws
tickling her flesh so deliciously. Veronica let out a stifled groan, twisting
her head around and biting down hard on her right upper arm. A dog. It was
happening again with a damned dog!
"Uhhhhhh."
Turning around Veronica crawfished backward slowly, one hand behind the other.
Buck followed, his ears pinned back, his rubbery black lips pulled back. Even in
the dark she could see his fangs, those white, pointed things that could tear
apart most animals in a flash! Somehow that knowledge made her shiver with a
strange mixture of fear and ecstasy.
Gasping from the friction as he moved his tongue in her swollen cuntal slit,
Veronica crawled back a little further. A dog was eating her pussy. Yes, a dog
was sticking his tongue down in there, touching her all over with his maw! The
thought of having an animal seducing her both horrified and delighted Veronica.
"Buck... ohhh, you beautiful, beautiful dog," she whispered, feeling
the original fear melting away under his steady lapping.
That wonderful dog was increasing that beautiful sexy feeling she had had
earlier that evening. Oh, it was almost as good as when Tom had raped her in the
barn! Yes, she could feel those slivers of delight beginning to prick her clit.
Letting her head fall back, moving her naked ass on the ground and feeling the
grass prickle her sensitive flesh, Veronica felt that delight once more, this
time with the dog.
"Ummmm."
He was so hot, so silky smooth against her cuntlips. Turning on her side, she
still tried crawling away, dragging her body along the grass. She felt so heavy!
Buck followed, growling all the way, pressing his maw against her pussy. Then
she felt his paws brushing up against her, his forelegs trying to get a grip on
her chest while his hind legs were prancing madly behind. What on earth was he
doing? And then the woman felt something very hot and slick brushing up against
her ass. Then she knew what he was trying to do, and the delight she had felt
earlier turned quickly into horror.
"No, no!"
Licking was one thing, but actually letting a dog fuck her? A dog sticking his
knobby cock in her pussy? No, that was out of the question!
"Stop it! No, you can't... you just can't do this to me!"
She was back on her feet, staggering forward through the garden, moving away
from the house. Somewhere in the distance she could hear the coyotes yowling,
howling at the moon. Or were they in heat? Another rush of chills swept over her
flesh, making the woman groan.
Veronica was frantic, stumbling, regaining her balance, then stumbling over the
uneven ground once more. The dog was trying to fuck her, actually fuck her. Oh,
it was wrong to have thought she could have controlled this situation. He was in
charge, playing her as if she were some horrible musical instrument. No, she
wasn't going to let him touch her in that way.
"Get away."
The dog swarmed excitedly between her running legs, tripping her with his body.
Veronica saw a near-by trellis and rushed for it, holding onto it as the dog
bumped up against her and growled.
"No!"
She tried kicking at him, missed, then found herself falling to the ground,
taking the trellis with her.
"Ohnooooo!"
Veronica choked, trying to get the air back in her lungs. The dog was back on
her, making funny grunting noises through his nostrils as he plowed her cuntlips
open and slurped up the hot juices flowing from her pussy. It was so crazy, so
damned good, having this happen to her! The woman lay flat on the ground for a
while, not daring to make a move while Buck licked her hot hairy pussy.
"God. It's so good, it's so good it's going to kill me!"
She was closing her thighs to him once more, rubbing the insides of her legs
against the big dog and feeling his hairy flesh tickling her skin. He tossed his
head more wildly, plowing deeper, pressing his forepaws hard against her upper
thighs while his bushy tail wagged from side to side. Veronica was getting
dizzy. She was helpless, trapped under the dog, being forced to do what he
wanted.
"No... ooohhhhhh!"
She felt her body moving along the grass, then realized she was wriggling under
his oral ministrations. The grass tickled her ass while she felt his nose
tickling her clit. Oh, oh, that sloppy rape of his tongue in her pussy, that
touch of his tongue against her clit was almost too much for her to bear! She
lay out, her arms stretched to either side of her body, her knees raised and
nearly touching her tits as Veronica gave herself once more completely to the
dog.
"Ohhh, lick me doggy. Oh yes, yes, lick my pussy."
It was incredible that she was crooning to the dog now. But Veronica didn't
care. Her pride, her reputation were gone now. All that mattered was that lovely
animal wedged tightly between her thighs, his tongue touching her clit again and
again. Oh, how she thought she'd piss from excitement when he touched the
rounded red little clit, pressing it down into the surrounding damp juice-puddled
flesh.
"Mmmmmmmm."
There could be nothing else like this! Veronica tossed her ass in the air like a
crazy woman, her toes curling, digging into the damp grass while Buck dragged
his tongue up and down her pussy sloppily.
Bizarre images rushed through her mind, pictures of Tom fucking her, of Cannon
standing there in the stall, his head twisted around, those brown eyes staring
at her as she stroked his sides. And over it all, cutting through her thoughts,
was the feel of that hungry animal between her spit-flecked thighs. She raised
her knees a little more, feeling almost like a dog herself. She couldn't speak
any more. Growling almost like Buck, Veronica wriggled down toward the bushes,
frantically caressing the big German Shepherd with her thighs.
"Oh God, God, oh you're soooo good, Buck, SOOOOO very, very good."
The sounds of Buck's mouth sucking on her steamy pussy were too much. She was
clenching the grass, pulling it out of the lawn.
The dog was growling, growing wilder with each passing second. Then, without any
warning, he started licking her belly as well, moving up to her tits and
armpits. What made her stay on her back and let him? Yes, it was her own
sexuality, her own perversion, her need for this dog.
"Fuck... oh God, fuck."
She was holding onto the animal harder now, her hands braced around his thick
neck, her thighs rubbing up against his sides. Raising her eyes, she found
herself staring at the large German shepherd. How beautiful he looked! Beautiful
and powerful, powerful enough to tear her to pieces. But instead he was licking
her to death, licking that wonderful tongue all over her body, concentrating on
her pussy.
Her hips were moving crazily down, up and down in a fucking motion. She felt the
grass tickling the sweaty hot crack between her asscheeks, touching her asshole.
The dog was down at her feet now, mouthing her toes and ankles. It had to be
that musky aroma of her pussy turning him on. Raising one leg higher than the
other, Veronica bent it at the knee and began petting his strong back with the
bare soles of her foot. That touch, that wonderful touch of his hot fur against
the sensitive spots between her toes drove her wild. Pounding her fists against
the ground, Veronica growled, arching her back, wallowing her shoulder blades
against the grass.
"Nuhhhhhhrrrrr! Huhhhhhhrrrr! Huhhhhrrrr!"
Veronica had surrendered completely, giving him her pussy, every hidden fold and
hollow. There was nothing to be held back from him.
"Cummmmm! Oh God, I'm... uhhh. I'm gonna cummmmmm!"
It was like a rusty blade severing all her nerve-endings at once. Veronica
whipped her thighs up and down so fast she thought she could hear them humming
in the wind! A loud clash of thunder exploded in her ears while brilliant lights
popped before her eyes.
Buck's licking was too rough, too concentrated for her to climax. The sharp edge
of that joy cut through her again and again. Veronica cried out, spasmed, then
convulsed inward around her licked pussy. Rolling around on the ground as if she
were possessed, the woman kept jerking and spasming, at times kicking the dog
hard in the muzzle.
But Buck wouldn't be shoved away from her pussy. Keeping close to her, he
stretched out his tongue and kept licking at the wet, red-hot flesh. He gouged
and lapped until she finally lay more quietly on her back, letting him drive his
hot snout into her cuntal mouth. Veronica jerked into the fetal position, the
big German Shepherd wedging strongly between her thighs. Veronica cried out
again, jerking her head back while clawing at the dog's hairy sides. Oh God,
God, she could both feel and hear him growling in her pussy, scratching her
sensitive flesh, burrowing his nose in there as if there was something more to
find.
"Noooo!"
Her climax seemed to go on and on forever! Buck wriggled his narrow ass, his
forepaws wide set on the lawn as he kept trying to keep her cuntlips open to
him.
Veronica bucked backward, away from the animal, squirming on the grass. She was
being tortured with spasms too intense to stand. This was worse, far more
powerful than the climax she had had with Buck the first time. It had reached
the intensity of her orgasm with Tom. But there the big stud had been around to
hold her down, pin her to the straw with his hard, muscled body. Now there was
nothing to hold her back, nothing but the whimpering dog still trying to get
into her pussy.
"Buck... uhhhhh."
There were hot flecks striking her thighs, making stringy lines up and down one
side of her body. It was then that Veronica realized that Buck was rubbing his
hairy cock against her calf and knee. He was humping forward with wild movements
and each time he did the red cock spear sprayed doggie jizz all over her!
"God!"
She felt sick. Babbling, staggering to her feet, the confused blonde stumbled
through the rear garden toward the house. No, Kate couldn't see her like this!
This was another thing she would have to hide from her cousin. Feeling her dress
clinging to the wet doggie cum oozing down her legs Veronica clapped one hand
over her opened mouth, gagging with horror and revulsion at herself. What had
she done? Dear God in heaven, was there no limit to her depravity?
Reaching the back door, the young woman quietly opened it, stepping into the
darkened kitchen while holding her breath. No, she couldn't confront her cousin
now. Veronica knew she would be sobbing out the truth, crying and choking while
Kate stood there wide-eyed and horrified. She couldn't take that. Not now, not
while her mind was whirling around so crazily. She had to think, had to have
time to sort things out.
Thank God Kate was still working at her desk, involved in all those figures.
Veronica locked the back door, then quietly moved through the living room to the
stairs. She felt a wave of incredible weariness sweep over her as she rushed up
to the second floor.
"Oh, thank God!" she whispered, reaching her room and closing the door
behind her.
For several moments Veronica stood there, head in her hands, breathing heavily
while pressing her fingertips to her forehead. If Kate ever found out, if anyone
ever found out the depths of her degradation, she would simply die! No one could
ever know. Not even Kate, her cousin and closest, dearest friend.
Kate would be looking for her soon. Veronica knew she would have to pull herself
together, to forget about that dog and what he'd done to her. Veronica tried to
smile, tried to see something in what had happened besides the terrible guilty
gloom threatening to sweep over her. He was just a horny dog. And she had been
horny too. Things just... happened. That was all. There was nothing to be
dramatic about. It had just happened.
But did this happen to every woman? Wasn't she the abnormal one? Wasn't she
unusual going out and actually looking for things like this?
She might be able to excuse Buck's attack. But it was harder to excuse herself.
Oh God, she was so tired. Veronica felt as if she had to sleep, to rest. In the
morning things would be different.
"Veronica?"
Kate was calling her from downstairs! Straightening up and squaring her
shoulders, Veronica brushed back her long blonde hair, glancing at herself in
the mirror. Her mouth still had a swollen, slightly depraved look to it while
her cheeks were flushed. Would Kate notice? Would she be too involved in all her
figures to see that her cousin was still panting, panting like an animal, like a
dog, like the bitch she was?
Veronica shivered, still feeling Buck's hot, sexy tongue slipping up and down
her inner thighs. How she had thrashed under his light touch, pranced her ass
high in the air while his hairy muzzle tunneled into her convulsing pussy! Oh,
would she do it again? Would she let the animal touch her pussy with his tongue
perhaps do something even more?
"Oh no, no, no!"
"Veronica?"
"I'm up here," she said in as steady a voice as possible. "I'll
be right down."
She would have to go home soon. There were far too many temptations around here.
Shaking several loose strands of hair from her face, Veronica opened the door
and stepped into the hall. It would be difficult, but she would have to pretend
as if nothing had happened. Dear God, when would this dark, sexual farce guiding
her life finally ebb and leave her alone?
The next day was one Veronica would never forget no matter how hard she tried.
It began uneventfully enough. Blinking her eyes open, the young woman found
herself staring out the small window. Kate had nearly talked her ears off the
previous evening, speaking about the various problems she was encountering in
running the ranch. Veronica tried desperately to keep her mind on the subject,
sipping the coffee and nodding in agreement every now and then as Kate droned
on. But all along she was thinking about what she had done.
Looking at her very serious cousin, Veronica wondered just what she would say if
suddenly she were to interrupt "Oh, Kate, sorry to tell you this, but I've
been letting your dog Buck lick my pussy. I hope you don't mind. Now, what were
you saying about the rising price of oats?"
Veronica smiled, pulling the covers up to her chin and barely suppressing a
giggle. In spite of the feelings she had about the animal and what she'd done,
something devilish in her, something evil, was making her feel innocent, even
light-hearted about taking the dog to bed with her.
Stretching her arms over her head, the attractive young woman slipped out of bed
and dressed hurriedly. She glanced at her small white alarm clock and noticed it
was nearly nine. She had overslept! Well, it was no surprise, considering the
workout Buck had given her the night before!
Downstairs she found Kate speaking with Tom. The two of them appeared deep in
conversation and didn't notice her at first.
Hesitating, thinking of retreating up the stairs, Veronica felt her cheeks
flushing when both turned around and smiled up at her.
"I... I don't want to interrupt," she said haltingly.
Tom was staring at her with those mocking eyes, smiling that ironic smile of his
while rubbing his hands along the fronts of his thighs. Kate didn't notice. Kate
didn't notice anything, it seemed. But Veronica realized what he was doing, knew
what he was thinking. She had been avoiding him all this time. And now he had
come here, had hunted her down to to fuck her again!
Just the thought of having him squirming on top of her, drilling his cock into
her pussy sent shivers up and down her flesh. Reaching out, she grabbed hold of
the handrail, steadying herself as Tom continued to smile up at her.
Why did he have to come now? Why now, of all times? Now when she was at her
weakest, when she was about to make up her mind to leave this awful place and go
home?
"Don't be silly," Kate said airily, waving one hand down in front of
her. "I've got several things to take care of in town." She sighed,
shaking her head from side to side.
"Banks, damn them! They're supposed to be competent, but then they make the
worst mistakes. A three-year-old could have figured this one out." Kate
waved one paper in front of her.
"I'll go with you," Veronica said hurriedly, moving down the steps.
"Don't be silly. This is your vacation and I'm afraid I haven't given you
much of one. Don't worry, though. Once this is taken care of you won't have to
be on your own so much. Tom here's going to be doing some chores around the yard
so he'll keep you company, I'm sure," Kate said innocently, gathering up
the papers in her brown leather portfolio and zipping it shut.
Veronica wanted to call out, to tell her cousin not to go. But something kept
her quiet.
Instead she stood there at the foot of the stairs while Tom and Kate walked
slowly out the back. There was the slam of the back door, then the sound of the
pickup starting, trundling over the graveled courtyard to the winding road
leading to the highway.
Then there was nothing but silence. For several moments Veronica stood there,
riveted to the spot, waiting for Tom to come in. After several moments passed
she guessed he was going to do his work first. First? Was something going to
happen between them today?
Wasn't she counting on something that might never happen?
"I'm a whore, a whore," she moaned, stumbling into the kitchen.
Veronica made herself a small breakfast, cleaning the dishes, peering out the
small kitchen window, wondering if and when Tom would come after her. She was
growing more and more nervous now, her fingers becoming icy, her hands trembling
while that terrible hot itchy ache was throbbing madly between her legs. Yes,
nothing could stop it now! It was as if she had some kind of sickness, an
incurable lust for sexual gratification at any cost, at any price! She would
take on the dog if she had to today to end that pulsing ache between her legs!
She clenched the cool porcelain edge of the sink, dropping her head while
pressing her knees against the lower oak cabinets. Another spasm, then another,
and a third, more powerful than the first two put together! She shook her head,
her shoulders shivering while her head spun around. Was this the result of
having suppressed her sexual drive for so long?
Had it finally come bursting over the top, knocking away any sexual boundaries
and making her susceptible to any kind of depravity?
Footsteps! The realization that someone was coming drove these thoughts from her
mind. She knew it was Tom. She could tell from the sure, heavy tread. Shaking as
if she were having a fit, Veronica reached for a glass and poured more juice
into it, putting it to her lips.
She had to appear nonchalant, as if she didn't care that he was around. It was
the least she could do to save what little was left of her pride.
"Whew! Hot day out there," Tom said, wiping his forehead with the back
of one hand.
Large, dark oval stains showed on his shirt under his arms.
"Is it?" she said coolly, arching her eyebrows while finishing her
drink.
"Could be hotter."
Veronica felt an electric spark pop at the head of her half-erect clit. She put
the glass down and turned away from him, feeling his eyes on her. He was going
to make his pass. He was going to fuck her! She knew it, he was going to fuck
her and there was nothing she was going to do about it. She needed it! Oh God,
she needed his cock, his ramming prick to drive out all those terrible images of
the dog and horse!
"I wasn't thinking so much about the heat outside," Veronica said, her
cool shattering under his steady, level gaze.
"Neither was I, baby."
That growl! That low, animal growl sent shivers racing through her body. She
knew what he was after. He was going to fuck her now. Oh yes, yes, God in heaven
yes!
"Kate "
"She won't be back for a long time. Come on, let's go and have us some fun.
You sure liked it the last time."
Veronica felt dirty, cheap, wanted. Tom was smiling. It was more than just a
smile. It was the quirk at the corners of his mouth. The sensation of watching
him was pleasant, so wildly pleasant! Veronica moved back, pressing her taut ass
against the sink counter. Her heart was pounding hard again. It would be the
third time in her life a man had touched her. How she wanted, needed that touch.
All the fine resolves of her leaving the ranch fled from her mind as Tom began
coming toward her.
"Oh please... I don't know if I should," she panted.
Tom was touching her hair, slipping one hand around her shoulders. And then he
was kissing her neck. His lips were hot and wet as they trailed down the side of
her neck, over to her lips, pressing down.
Veronica almost giggled right there. She knew she was crazy that or a
nymphomaniac.
"Come on. Let's see if you've learned anything since the last time."
"Tom, I..." But she couldn't finish. He glued his lips to hers and
wriggled his tongue against her tongue. Oh God, it was starting all over again!
"Ohhh... what are you doing to me?"
He had taken off her clothes, putting them on the nearby chair in her bedroom.
The blinds had been drawn to block out the blazing late-morning sun. He was
crouching there behind her on the bed, that long, fat veined cock bobbing up and
down between his thick-muscled legs. Veronica was panting and gasping, turning
around, peering over one shoulder at the big stud.
"Just like that," he breathed, his voice raspy, shallow.
It was as if someone had set her thighs on fire! She was on her belly, her head
turned to one side, one cheek pressed against the crushed pillow. Tom was
working his fingers along the insides of her thighs, smoothing them against her
flesh, making her bob her ass back and forth hungrily for more sensation. Yes,
his hand, his fingers, his cock! She wanted it all. Crouched there like a bitch,
wagging her ass for Tom, pushing her fingers into the pillow, Veronica wanted it
all.
How her pussy flooded with juice! She was burning down there while her tits
ached for his touch. Tom moved around, smoothing his hands over her ass then
letting them trail over her hipbones. She groaned again, feeling him tug her up.
"Like that, eh baby? I knew you liked getting fucked! Man, you practically
snapped my fuckin' cock off last time," Tom said, hooking one hand under
her belly. He was stroking her navel, her ribcage, then finally rubbing his
knuckles over her tits.
"God, oh God!"
She wagged her ass around more, spreading her knees further apart. He was
touching her nipple now, pinching it, rolling it between his thumb and
forefinger while brushing his cock up against her ass. Veronica growled, bobbing
her ass back and forth, whistling through her flared nostrils. How good, how
deliciously good it was having that man behind her, rubbing up against her while
she knelt down on the mattress with her ass high in the air! She felt the cooler
air blow up against her hot pussy-lips, felt the juice frothing out of her hairy
pussy and trickling down the backs of her thighs.
"Uhhhh."
What did he look like? Turning around, peering heavy-lidded through her
eyelashes, Veronica found herself staring at Tom. He was hunkered low behind
her, knees spread apart for power. He was like a dog, dogs hunkered down for
power, she thought. She remembered hearing the bitches yowling in delight and
pain. And then she remembered she had crouched down, letting Buck have his way
with her with his tongue!
Images of the man and dog blurred in her mind as Veronica tossed her ass around.
"Oh God, God, this is too much," the woman groaned.
"Wait till I give you my cock, baby. Then you can say it."
"Ohhhhhh."
Oh, she felt his cock, felt it rubbing up against her ass once more. She pranced
her ass for it. She wanted to be caught like this then raped by that hard thing.
Sucking in her lower lip and biting down hard Veronica pushed a hand under her
belly, moving it back, back between her spread thighs. She could feel that thing
settling down against her cuntal mound. Her juices were coating down the fat
cock-head.
And then there was the sensation of Tom's callused fingers. He was spreading her
thighs farther apart with those big strong hands. She felt her knees moving
apart. In a moment he had peeled her wide open, split her in two.
Then there was the sensation of his knees pressing up against the backs of her
legs. He was fucking her doggie style, ready to stick his prick into her the
same way Buck would have fucked her if she'd let him.
Again the terrible image of a dog fucking her flashed through her mind. But
Veronica didn't have time to dwell on it. In a moment she felt him driving his
cock into her pussy, tucking under and up, shoving forward so hard he took her
knees off the mattress.
"Aaaahhhhhhh."
Veronica shook her head from left to right, gasping and panting as the big head
lodged itself in her pussy.
"Deeeeeeep! It's going so deeeeeeep!"
She had forgotten what a stud this man was! Her eyes opened wide, her lungs
feeling as if they were going to burst. A cock in her pussy.
Oh God, it was so good, so deliciously good!
Again Veronica gasped with delight, tossing her head back and forth. Her hair
tangled luxuriously around her neck as she tried filling her lungs with more
oxygen to feed her body.
"Love it... oh I love it," she confessed shamelessly.
"Knew you would, baby. You're the... Uhhh... the kinda woman who needs this
kinda shit. You need a cock every day. And as long as you're around here you're
gonna get mine."
She felt him kissing her between the shoulder blades, then bending forward a
little and biting the nape of her neck. It was wonderful. His hands were braced
on the outer curves of her ass, bracing his body while he drove yet another
throbbing inch of his cock-meat into her pussy. Ohhh, the greasy, slippery slide
of it as it squeezed into her pussy drove Veronica mad!
"No, no, no!"
She bit her arm, then dropped her head once more and tore at the pillow. It was
good, madly good! Long strings of drool oozed from her mouth, wetting down the
sheets. Her arms trembled, elbows bowing out, then finally giving way
completely. Her ass was still high, however, prancing madly as Tom dug his
fingers into her hips and fucked deep again.
Sometimes, as mad as it was, the only thing that touched her was his prick and
his fingers. He had them hooked around her hipbones, gripping her firmly. She
wiggled in his grip. It was wonderful feeling his legs up against hers, his
hands smoothing over her body, pinching the silky flesh, then reaching down and
massaging her hanging, swinging tits. Yes, the way he pinched her nipples,
rolling those rubbery beads between his fingers made her want to shout the walls
down.
"Fuck! Fuck!"
Veronica was gasping in lungfuls of air, still feeling as if she were
strangling. He was moving his hips around and around, stirring his cock inside
her as he had before. This time he was behind her, mounting her like a rider
mounting his stallion. She felt his balls flattening up against her ass while
his fingers dug into the soft, resilient flesh of her asscheeks. And all the
while his prick was inside, moving around and around, the wiry hairs stimulating
the nerve-rich center of her erect clit!
He was kissing the nape of her neck again. She could feel his strong, washboard
belly pressing against her ass and back. He was climbing her, actually climbing
her while fucking powerfully into her pussy. The fat cock made squishy, sexy
noises as it probed deep into her steaming pussy. It was a piece of heaven!
Veronica couldn't stand much more of this. She clutched the sheets in her hands
and whimpered, throwing her head back as yet more of his thick hunk of cock meat
impaled her pussy.
"Uhhhhh... oh no more, no more... can't take any more!"
Her mind was splintering, shattering into millions of bright, exploding pieces.
Fucking. Fucking. Oh, there could be nothing in the world like it.
"Nice, real nice," Tom groaned, stopping for a moment.
The two of them crouched there for several minutes, each feeling the body of the
other pressing against their own. Veronica felt Tom's prick jerking around
inside her, rubbing against the seepy, sensitive lining of her pussy, sending
out those delightful sparks through her body.
"Fuck!"
He moved a little, slipping his cock in and out with fast, jerky little hunches
while grunting like some kind of wild, rutting animal. She could feel his sweat
dripping down on her back, spattering on her curved spine. Veronica arched her
back like a cat, digging her nails into the wrinkled top sheet while spreading
her knees yet farther apart. Her ass dipped down.
"Hey, get it up there or I'm gonna slip out," Tom warned.
No! That couldn't happen! She did as she was told, drawing her legs together.
Slowly, gradually Tom was easing his cock from her pussy. She felt hot streaks
of her juice dribbling down, oozing down her thighs. She knew she was soaked,
frothing with her juices. She had never been so wet in her life, not even with
Tom the first time. The dog, everything had conspired against her, making her
this hot! She wanted to stay all day with Tom, to become his slavish mistress
here at the ranch.
"Fuck me. Oh please, do it, do it, do it!" she cried frantically.
Veronica was whimpering with lust, feeling herself dangerously close to orgasm.
Tom realized this and slowed down. How good again it was to feel his long cock
throbbing in her pussy, beating out a crazy, delicious rhythm. She felt those
tiny muscles cramping again, squeezing tightly around it, holding it in a
well-oiled trap.
"Uhhhhh... ohhhhh fuck it out, ohhhh baby, come on, fuck it out with
me!"
More hands on her, turning her around. Veronica felt herself rolling onto the
bed, felt her spine touching the mattress. In a moment Tom was on top of her,
his cock never having left her pussy for an instant! She cried out, drawing her
nails over his chest as she placed her naked soles against the bed and raised
her ass several inches off the sheets.
"Man, you're a wild woman, baby, a real wild woman!"
An animal! That's what she was, a woman who acted like an animal, who loved to
be fucked by animals. And Tom was nothing more than that himself.
"Do it! Do it! Fuck me, fuck me!" she babbled mindlessly.
"Man, beg me for it. Come on, beg for it. I wanna hear you beg me for my
prick!"
Veronica groaned, twisting her body around, curling her fingers and digging her
nails into the back of his neck. Tom groaned, shaking his body when the pain
began to become too great.
"Beg for it!"
"Oh please, please fuck me!"
"Okay, bitch, take it!"
The words echoed in her ears. He hunched forward again hard, juice spraying out
from her pussy as his cock torpedoed into her pussy. Veronica screamed, arching
her head back, the cords on her neck sticking out. Strangled cries of
unspeakable delight ripped from her throat as her pussy boiled with hot juice.
He was stroking regularly now, pile-driving his cock in and out, in and out, his
balls swinging up and slapping against her asscheeks.
"Take it, take it, take it," he grunted with each forward fucking
thrust.
"Ohhhhhh."
He was going to make it. She knew he was going to cum in a moment. She could
feel his prick jerking and bumping around inside her pussy.
"Please, don't... don't cum yet. Oh, I'm not ready," the young blonde
pleaded.
"Don't move then, or I'm gonna pop," Tom warned.
Veronica bit on her lower lip until she drew blood, trying desperately not to
move her ass. Oh, it was so hard, so very hard to keep still when something that
big and exciting was inside her! But somehow she managed, keeping her ass flat
against the mattress while holding onto the big stud pinning her down.
"Oh! Oh! Oh!"
Veronica felt herself coming unglued. She tried just to lay there, to remain
still while that fat pussy-splitter jerked inside her. But it was impossible.
Tom's body, his hands, his cock working around inside her clutching pussy were
too much for the frantic blonde to stand. She lay spread out like a speared fish
on the mattress, twitching and jerking, her ass bucking against the bed as she
began her climax.
"Uhhhhh."
It was like having a volcano inside her belly. Snapping her head back and
arching her spine, Veronica felt the room slipping out of focus. Her eyes glazed
and rolled up while her knees jerked hard against Tom's sides. She was prancing
her ass up and down for more sensation, for more cockmeat. She clawed at the
ranch hand's back, raking his flesh with her fingernails while the balls of her
feet beat steadily against his lower back. Behind her Veronica could hear the
headboard clattering against the wall. The bed groaned and squeaked with her
movements while her wailing cries bounced off the ceiling.
The woman could only think she was being fucked by the fattest, longest, hottest
and hardest prick in the world!
"Work it out, baby, come on, work it out. Make me... uhhh, make me shoot my
load in you nice and hard," Tom groaned.
"Nooo... Nghhhhhhh."
Veronica screamed again and again, humping her thighs upward, working her hips
from side to side in order to feel that plum-like cockhead stirring her insides
around. That delicious hot/chilliness began all over again, rushing through her
belly, then spreading like a fog into her pussy. Her pussy muscles contracted
again and again, the lips mouthing Tom's sinking prick while her ass moved from
left to right.
"Cum! Cum! Cummmmmmm!"
Veronica was going wild, screaming for Tom to unload his jizz.
"Baby, gonna... Aaaahhhhhh, fuck! Fuck it out, fuck!"
He was doing it! Lord, he was doing it, fucking out his cum! Veronica felt his
body jerking hard and fast on top of hers. His fingers bruised her shoulders
while his knees twitched against hers. Then there was that steady throbbing of
his dick, that regular jerking that told her he was spilling his load in her
pussy. Yes, oh God yes, he was spraying her with his jizz!
"Yaggggghhhhhhh!"
Her soul exploded with a white lightning-like fury. Veronica could feel Tom
sending stream after thick stream of his jizz deep into her tight pussy. He
jerked all over her, pushing her deep into the mattress while still holding her
down firmly with his big fingers.
"Uhhhh... baby, oh baby, you're... uhhh... ahhhhhh fuck!"
Veronica felt his load jetting out, splattering against the convulsing slick
sides of her pussy, feeling that spunk burning into her cuntal walls like acid.
His prickhead squeezed tight again and again, throwing out wads of cum in thick,
fast jerks. Again and again the hot white stuff sprayed out, sucking down her
cuntal walls until Veronica thought she would be spitting out the cum from her
mouth!
Quickly she moved her hands up, fastening them around Tom's neck as she felt the
final throbbing of his cock spit out another load into her juicy pussy. She
exploded again and again, finally collapsing exhausted from the workout and her
violent climax. It was hard, so hard to breathe now! Twisting her head around,
Veronica opened her mouth and gasped for oxygen.
"God... my God... Ohhhhhh, that was soooooooo... so very good," she
crooned.
"Good fuck, baby. Real good. Don't understand why you don't do it
more," Tom said, resting on top of her.
"Don't... don't say things like that," the woman replied, keeping her
head turned from him.
In spite of everything she had experienced and thought Veronica was still having
a hard time dealing with her sexuality, with the things it was making her do and
think.
"Bet you could do something really... well, you know, wild... kinky,"
Tom murmured, moving his head around and licking the sides of her neck.
Veronica stiffened, feeling her heart start to pound faster. Did he suspect
something about her... something more than that little innocent incident in the
barn? Surely she could talk her way out of that one if she had to. But if he had
seen her with the dog out there that night there could be no explanation! She
turned her head around and tried to look up as coolly as possible.
"I don't know what you mean."
Tom smiled, moving his hips slightly so she could still feel his prick slipping
in and out of her squishy, cum-filled pussy. Veronica shivered, closing her eyes
until the delightful aftershock passed.
"Sure you don't, tell you what," he said, beginning to work his
softening cock from her pussy. "You meet me tomorrow night and we'll talk
about it... down there by the bunkhouses."
"I... I won't come," Veronica said; feeling a rush of excitement make
her skin glow.
Tom only laughed, still holding her down while pulling the bloated cock from her
pussy with a wet, squishing sound.
"You... you what?"
Kate was standing in the living room, one hand to her stomach while the other
was clasped over her mouth. There was a startled, almost horrified look on her
face as she stared open-mouthed at her confessing cousin.
"I... I had to tell you, Kate. I just couldn't let this sort of thing go on
without you knowing.
Veronica felt the blood rushing to her face as she sat there on the sofa, her
fingers pulling at the loose-fitting coverlet material.
She had done it! She had actually done it! All during the day Veronica had
thought about Tom, about what they had done, about the way she had felt. And
then there was Buck. All day long he had been nosing her legs, sniffing up her
skirt, even pawing her right there in front of Kate in the kitchen. She had had
to slap him hard on the snout, kicking him to get him away from her. No, there
could be no other route. Kate had to know about her depravity. She couldn't hide
it any more.
"But... but why?"
Veronica lowered her eyes for the moment, pulling at the sofa material,
wondering why herself. She didn't know. Forces beyond her control seemed to have
taken her over, making her do things she never would have thought of doing
before. Maybe it was something to do with this ranch, something to do with all
the animals here, with the freedom. Veronica didn't know. All she knew was that
she had to leave, get away from this place or it would ruin her. But before she
left she had to make a clean breast of everything.
"I don't know," she said dully, shaking her head from side to side.
"It just sort of... happened."
There was a moment's pause.
"Then, you liked it. I mean," Kate said almost breathlessly,
"Buck didn't attack you... at least, not in the regular sense. You let
things happen once they got started."
Veronica nodded her head up and down, feeling herself whirling around in a pool
of shame and embarrassment. God, how she wished this interview were over!
"I couldn't help it, Kate. I just couldn't help it. Now all I want to do is
go home and try to put my life back together," she said softly, tilting her
head back and inhaling sharply. "It's funny. I came here to escape, and
found more trouble. Life just doesn't work out the way you want it to
sometimes."
"Veronica, you don't have to go," Kate said, her voice deepening a
little.
Veronica noticed the change and flicked up her eyes, turning her head and
staring at her cousin. There was a different look on her face. She had expected
shouts, cries of anger, looks of horror. But instead she saw something,
something she couldn't quite understand.
"What's wrong?"
"I said, you don't have to go."
"But I thought... once you heard about what's been happening around her,
what I've been doing, you couldn't wait to throw me out."
Kate smiled, rubbing her fingertips over her forehead. Her cheeks were flushed
while her breathing seemed irregular.
"I've... I've been wanting to do things like you... things you've
done," Kate confessed, her lips curling into a weak smile.
"What?"
The confession was unexpected, nearly overwhelming. Veronica's eyes widened, one
hand to her throat as she gaped at her cousin.
"I mean... not only with Tom, but with Buck," Kate said haltingly,
lowering her eyes only for the moment. She rubbed her damp palms on her red
cotton dress, apparently searching for the right words. "It gets lonely out
here. Maybe lots of women do it, I don't know. But Buck's been sniffing up my
leg a lot lately. And... well, there've been times when I thought I was going
out of my mind when I thought about him and me and... well, going to bed. How
was it?"
Again Veronica reddened, finding herself clawing at the armrest. "Kate, you
don't know what you're saying," she whispered, standing up.
"Yes I do! Oh yes, I do! I've been tied down here buying horses, trying to
manage the farm and the ranch and it's driving me crazy," the woman blurted
out, shaking the long brown hair from her eyes. "I need something,
something that'll make me feel better. Oh Veronica, you've found it with the
dog, with Tom."
"Then you're not... not ashamed of me?"
Kate shook her head back and forth quickly, swallowing hard.
"Maybe a few years ago you would have shocked me," she confessed,
smiling more broadly. Kate walked up to her, laying one hand gently on her
cousin's shoulder. "But now, I know what you were going through."
The two women stood there in the living room for a moment, staring at one
another. Veronica felt her cousin's fingers working on her shoulder, felt the
hand caressing her neck. Feelings, feelings she had never experienced before in
her life were making themselves present now. She wrinkled up her forehead,
looking curiously at Kate.
"Come on upstairs," the brunette whispered, her smile fading a little.
There was a look of excitement, of expectancy in her face.
"Come upstairs. Maybe Buck will follow. I have to have some relief,
Veronica. I have to."
Her voice, her command made the blonde tremble. Again those dark forces were at
work, those forces making her nipples hard, making them rub teasingly,
deliciously against the light cotton of her white clinging blouse. Every square
inch of her body seemed alive with sensation all over again, itching and glowing
while her cuntlips again swelled with blood. Now Kate? Was she capable of going
to bed with her cousin? Was her life going mad? Was she going into some
never-never land of sexuality?
"Please, come with me, Veronica. It's unfair if you don't," Kate said,
giving her a rueful, pleading look.
It was impossible not to follow. Veronica moved as if in a dream, following her
cousin up the creaking stairs, one hand trailing carelessly along the handrail.
This was madness, sheer insanity! She had begun this conversation only to
confess, not to explore yet another frontier of sexual perversion. And yet look
how things were turning out!
Glancing back down over one shoulder, she saw Buck standing at the foot of the
stairs, his bushy tail wagging slowly from side to side while his head was
cocked to one side. He looked at the ascending women curiously, wondering if he
should follow. She was about to call out to him then checked herself. No, he
would come up when he was ready. He would come up and then what would happen
with two women and a dog? As she shuffled down the darkened hall toward Kate's
room, Veronica wondered about that. And as she entered the large bedroom with
yellow. Walls she found herself smiling at the possibilities.
"Should we close the door?" Kate wondered aloud, stopping by the bed
and turning to her cousin.
"No," Veronica whispered softly, thinking once more about the German
Shepherd downstairs.
Veronica inhaled sharply, then began undressing. It seemed so weird, almost
child-like to be taking off her clothes in front of her best friend and cousin.
Time and time again they had done this before, dressing together in the same
room, giggling while they talked about boys and all other things that made up a
teenager's life. But never, never at that time had either woman thought about
making sexual demands upon the other. Life had wrought curious changes in them
both.
"This seems so... so awkward," Kate confessed, slipping off her skirt
after having shrugged off her bra.
"I know. I don't know what to do," Veronica said, finding herself
laughing nervously.
They stayed there for a moment. Then:
Veronica let out a hissing breath, hooking her fingers around the elastic
waistband of her panties and pushing them down. Kate blushed, doing the same,
raising one foot, then the other, stepping from her briefs.
"Come here, Veronica. Come here and touch me... touch me with your
tongue," Kate said, backing down until she sat at the edge of the
king-sized bed.
She was spreading her knees, leaning back a little with her hands behind her. It
was so strange for Veronica, standing there in front of her cousin, looking at
the dark patch of pussy-hairs appearing like a thicket of black metallic wires.
Veronica stared at it, mesmerized by what was happening to them both.
"I... I."
Something was moving her forward, something compelling her to slide one foot
after the other on the wooden floor until she found herself kneeling in front of
her cousin. Veronica felt a hand sliding around the back of her head, guiding
her face forward and down.
"Ohhhhh Kate, I don't think I can do this. It's just not... not
right!"
"Please, Veronica, please. You've had all the fun lately. Please, please, I
don't think I can stand it without some kind of relief," Kate begged,
tightening her grip on the back of her cousin's head.
Veronica sighed. She knew what her cousin was going through. Swallowing hard,
wishing Buck would get up here soon, she bent forward. The black-haired pussy
glistened with excitement. Under the thick tangled growth of hair Veronica could
see Kate's cuntlips. They were hot and swollen open.
"What's wrong?"
Veronica stopped, unable to go any further. She felt the fingers tightening once
more around the back of her head, the hand pushing her forward. She froze,
holding her breath, then letting herself be pushed forward. In a moment her face
was fitted tightly between Kate's white, fleshy thighs. It was such a different
experience, so different from having sex with a man. She inhaled sharply,
smelling the potent aroma of Kate's aroused pussy. It triggered something in
her, something that made her cuntal walls twitch and tighten.
"Ummmmm," Kate moaned.
Veronica flicked out her tongue tentatively, licking up and down the hairy slit,
feeling Kate moving back and forth in excitement. Yes, she was turning on her
cousin, actually making the brunette growl and groan with arousal while her
tongue fluttered up and down that gasping pussy.
"Ohhhhh... yes, Veronica... ohhhh yes, darling, touching me with that
tongue's wonderful... ohhh God, it's so good!"
Veronica tasted the oil that bubbled out freely from between Kate's labes.
Slowly she found herself sliding her hands around the woman's ass, holding her
firmly while stretching her tongue out farther and scouring the insides of
Kate's pussy. Now she knew what it was like to be on the giving end, to stick
her tongue into a hot pussy. Buck must have felt this way, must have felt this
power, this overwhelming excitement as he licked the inside of her pussy.
"Oh yes, God yes... uhhhhh... it's so good, so good."
They were on the bed now, both of them tumbling around the large square
mattress. Veronica felt her pussy being massaged by careful fingers again.
Looking up she realized they had somehow rolled into a sixty-nine position. She
saw Veronica's black-haired pussy above her, her cousin's lithe, strong legs
spread wide apart.
"Ohhhh, Kate."
She had never done this before, had never even thought of doing it. But then
again Veronica hadn't thought about taking on a dog either. Peering up at the
curly, wiry hairs, she saw the pussy coming down slowly, ever so slowly while
the legs spread farther apart. She could feel Kate's body heat radiating against
hers, feel the hot sexuality of her cousin.
Just at the time that red pussy above her spread apart for her to lick, Veronica
felt a tongue licking her own pussy! Oh God, it was as if someone had touched
her with an electric wire! She groaned, jerking her knees up, shifting her ass
from left to right on the groaning mattress. And all the while she had her hands
braced against Kate's sides, holding her level, holding her steady. She could
still feel that tongue washing along her pussy slit, slipping up to her clit!
"Uhhhhh."
Veronica felt the pussy hairs brushing over her nose, over her cheeks. Opening
her mouth, she stuck out her tongue once more, lightly trailing the tip along
the rubbery, puffed edges of her fur-lined cuntlips. Immediately she felt Kate
react, heard her cousin groan into her own trembling pussy.
"Do it! Oh do it!" she cried excitedly above her.
Veronica felt her friend's tongue stiffen, felt it slip deeper into her pussy.
At the same time the brunette softly fitted her pussy onto Veronica's mouth,
rubbing it back and forth, from nose to chin.
"Uhhh... ohhhh! It feels so sooooothing, so good," Kate cried.
Yes, it did. And Kate was learning her part fast, too. For someone who didn't
know the score the brunette was moving along quickly. Veronica felt her cuntlips
being pried apart gently. Inside that red, hot pussy Kate was running her
tongue, flicking it quickly in and out as she teased the delicate, velvety
flesh. At the same time she tongued Veronica's pussy, Kate was lowering her body
again and again, making movements of fucking while leaving damp blotches of
cuntjuice against the woman's cheeks.
Kate's tonguing was starting to work and Veronica felt her pussy heating up. She
could feel the brunette panting into her pussy, fingering her pussylips. At that
point her clit popped out throbbing and hard. She could feel the girl above her
tonguing that throbbing little nub, sucking on it, driving her out of her mind!
It was amazing. Kate found herself with her hands wrapped around her cousin's
plump ass, felt her fingers digging into the soft flesh much the same way Tom
had touched her earlier. She was holding the girl firmly in place while sticking
her tongue in and out, in and out of that pounding black-haired pussy.
"Uh! Uh! Uh!"
Her head arched up her tongue flicking out again and again as she slicked the
pulsing slick membranes of Kate's delicate clit. The woman above her cried out
again, her body trembling and shaking. Then in an instant that juicy pussy was
pushed down, down until it was pressed hard against Veronica's sucking, licking
mouth. The blonde stuck her tongue between those bloated labes as hard as she
could. When she had it inside she started licking around and around, scouring
those convulsing cuntal walls until Kate sounded as if she were coming apart.
"Ohhhhhh... oh God, lick me, yaggghhhh, oh God, Veronica. You... You...
you're driving me crazy!"
Her wails sounded off the walls, echoing through the room while the bed creaked
and groaned with her wild movements. The two women thrashed around, their bodies
rolling around and around. At times Veronica found herself kicking at the
headboard. At others she found herself dangerously close to the edge. She
thought she would tumble off. Then there would be another move, another spasm
and Veronica would find herself in the middle of the bed again, her pussy being
licked and sucked deliciously by her cousin.
It was some time before she realized there was another person or thing in the
room. Pushing her head back from Kate's fucking pussy, the woman turned around.
Peering behind the brunette's left thigh Veronica saw Buck, that wonderful,
curious, sexy German Shepherd standing there in the bedroom doorway with his
tail held high and stiff. He was staring at the two women fucking one another
with their tongues, his eyes wide with curiosity and excitement.
For a while Veronica said nothing, touching her cousin's pussy with her fingers,
toying with that fleshy nerve-rich sex center with her hand. Then Kate noticed a
change in the action and stopped.
"What's wrong?" she asked in a heavy, broken voice.
"The dog... the dog," was all Veronica could say.
"The dog," Kate repeated, stiffening.
"You wanted to find out about it... About Buck. This is your chance,"
Veronica said, crawling out from under her cousin.
Buck, seeing his chance, leaped onto the bed, his tail high and proud. This
would be an experience, Veronica assured herself, that she would never forget.
"Oh, Veronica, what do I... do?"
Buck was standing there in front of the two women. Veronica lay next to her
cousin, her hands at her sides, her head resting against the headboard. She was
panting, heavy and hard. She stared at the big dog, feeling her pussy swollen
open. Kate's tonguing had done the trick! She was in high heat now, her pussy
slick, swollen, throbbing, aching for something to touch it, to lick it, to fuck
it!
"Just lay there," she whispered, feeling her pussy aching, throbbing
for the dog's touch.
Buck spread out his forelegs, looking from one woman to the other, his eyes
rolling in his head. Then he dropped down, his tail tucked between his legs as
he headed first for Veronica's pussy. The blonde shivered, sucking in a wheezing
breath through her flared nostrils. She felt his touch, his hairy sides brushing
up against her legs once more. Closing her eyes Veronica shuddered at the first
touch of his tongue along her fleshy thighs. Kate was touching her too, reaching
over and pinching her nipples with one thumb and forefinger.
"Oh, he's going to touch you... He's going to fuck you with his
tongue," the brunette whispered, her lips nearly touching her cousin's ear.
Veronica tensed, squeezing her ass muscles tightly together as her friend
pinched her tit harder. Buck was panting into her spit-soaked cuntal thicket.
She could hear his breathing, feel it against her wet pussymeat. And then... and
then.
"Uhhhhh... ooohhhhhh!"
Her knees jerked up once more, gently settling back to the mattress. She rolled
the back of her head against the headboard, letting Kate do what she pleased
with her nipples.
Her friend was rubbing one hand over her belly, having dropped her head to her
tits. And now she was mouthing them, sucking at the nipples. And all the while
Buck was there, driving his tongue around and around her pussy, licking up the
juices oozing from her pussy.
"Oh God, God... !"
"Good doggy, good Buck," Kate gasped, turning around and watching as
the animal wedged himself more tightly between her cousin's thighs.
"Uhhhh yes, yesssssssss," Veronica hissed, rubbing the backs of her
naked legs against the mattress.
Squeezing her ass muscles together again hard, Veronica tilted her pussy up
toward him. The dog nosed her thigh, then dragged his tongue up along the
throbbing cuntal mound. Her outer cuntlips peeled back wetly from that pressure.
"God!"
And Kate was back to her tits once more, drawing one tit nub in between her lips
and chewing teasingly at it while flailing her tongue against the surrounding
itchy flesh. It was mind-boggling for Veronica to be stimulated by two separate
things at the same time Kate at her nipples, Buck at her pussy. Veronica cried
out as her cuntal muscles spasmed hard against the dog's hairy snout. It was
lovely, wonderful, having both of them playing with her at the same time!
"Ohhhh, Veronica, does he do this for a long time?" Kate panted, her
eyes wide with excited lust.
"Till I cum... ohhhhh, God, I think I'm going to die it's soooooo gooood!"
"Oh yes, good," Kate echoed, moving to the other tit.
At the same time she was smoothing her fingers along Veronica's silken white
thighs, letting them stray more than once over to her cousin's pussy. Buck moved
his head around and licked her hand, encouraging her to finger the blonde while
he tongued her.
The combination of a finger and tongue was almost too much! She arched her
spine, banging the back of her head against the headboard frantically. Kate was
trailing the edge of one nail along the slick, sensitive flesh between her inner
and outer cuntlips. When she neared the sparking clit, Buck took over, tonguing
her fingers, then moving his muzzle down into the center of her pussy and
driving his tongue in deep.
"Yaggggghhh!"
"Oh you like it, you like it!" the brunette panted hotly.
"Yes, oh God yes!" Kate kept fingering her cousin, slipping yet
another finger into the hot, clasping pussy.
Buck licked harder and harder, whining, digging once more against her thighs.
Veronica was going mad with sensation, babbling, rolling her head from side to
side as her cousin's finger fucked her. And all along Buck was licking her,
driving his tongue into her hairy pussy as he had done before.
And then it was gone! Veronica opened her eyes, having felt the big German
Shepherd pulling his tongue from her pussy. He was staring at Kate, his eyes
riveted to her swollen pussy. The brunette drew back, eyeing her cousin
uneasily.
"Go ahead," Veronica said, smiling weakly. "He's your dog."
Buck moved to the other woman, stepping carefully over Veronica's lithe legs and
settling down between Kate's. The young woman shivered, drawing one hand to her
mouth to stifle a cry as she felt his tongue press up against her pussy. It was
a tentative lick. The big animal rolled his brown eyes up, his tail swishing
slowly from side to side as he studied his mistress.
"Let him, let him," Veronica whispered, chewing her lower lip.
"But."
Kate said little more. The dog moved in, wedging his powerful body between her
legs and starting to drive his tongue up and down her pussy.
"Oooooohhh! Ahhhhhhh!"
Kate drew her hands up and down her belly, tracing the soft curves of her
developed body with her fingertips while the animal centered his licking
attention on her clit. The tiny pink bump was so sensitive!
"You like it, Kate? You see what happened to me? Oh God, you see?"
Veronica whispered, holding her friend tightly.
"Yes, yes, oh, it's so... so good, so very good," the woman babbled.
Veronica watched wide-eyed as her friend writhed under Buck's affection. The
brunette shifted her ass from side to side as she had, bending her knees,
spreading her thighs for the animal while rubbing the soles of her bare feet
against Buck's sides. She was whimpering, gasping through her opened mouth.
Veronica couldn't take it much longer. She rolled over to one side, opened her
mouth and began sucking on one of Kate's tits.
How she loved feeling that sensitive nipple between her teeth! She knew what
Kate was feeling as she nibbled the rubbery tip, sanding the top with her
tongue. She heard her cousin crying out, felt the woman shuddering against her
body while she and Buck worked on her.
And then Buck was back to her. The animal was going wild, jumping from woman to
woman. Veronica jerked her head back at the first touch of his hot, wet tongue,
her knees banging against Kate's. In a moment she felt the dog lurching forward.
He started eating at her pussy with a wild appetite.
The effect of so much hot, musky pussy was turning the animal into a wild beast.
His nose moved up and down her pussy, the maw forcing her cuntlips apart. She
went insane, feeling him stretching the mouth of her slick cuntal mouth.
Moaning loudly, Veronica writhed her shoulders against the headboard. Kate was
fondling her tits again, sucking them, rubbing her legs against her cousin's
while Buck took care of her pussy. It was so good, so very, very good having her
cousin and this pet at the same time.
"Uhhhhh."
Buck was growling louder now. He nipped his teeth along the swollen outer labes
of her pussy. The feeling was wild! It hurt her, hurt in a way that made her
feel so deliciously good. Veronica humped her back wildly, pressing her cuntal
mound up harder against his maw. She wanted him to eat her without inhibition.
"Ohhhhh, Veronica," Kate sighed, looking at her writhing friend.
"It's... it's so good! Oh God, I don't think I can stand much more of
it!"
Veronica clawed at the dog's big, hairy back, knocking Kate away from her for a
second. She wanted the dog, wanted all of him! She didn't want to share the
animal with someone else. She needed that tongue, needed it so bad!
"Buck," she cried, closing her eyes, feeling pussy-ripping spasms slam
through her pussy.
How her clit burned and itched! How her thighs shivered and tensed under the
dog's constant licking. And still there was more, more sensation, more to be
felt before her climax. Veronica knew this instinctively and held onto the big
licking German Shepherd.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck," she whimpered, clawing at the animal once more,
beating the heels of her feet against Buck's sides.
And then he was gone once more, leaping from between her sliding, spread legs to
Kate.
"Uhhhhhh."
The move was sudden and a surprise to both women. Veronica cried out with
frustration, her face a pinched mask of dissatisfaction as she felt herself
slipping down a little from the high point of near climax. Buck was wriggling
between Kate's thighs now, his growling smothered by her white, shivering flesh.
Veronica caught her breath, cocking her head to one side and listening carefully
to the clicking, licking sounds of the animal's maw against her cousin's pussy.
It was so sexy, so terribly sexy listening to that! He was lapping at a woman's
pussy, burying his hairy muzzle in her pussy and licking at the slick, sensitive
folds and hollows inside. And all the time his tail was wagging slowly, slowly,
touching the woman's curled toes.
"Uhhh... it's so... so devastating!" Kate moaned, shrugging her
shoulders while goosebumps broke out on her flesh. "He's... oh God, I know
why you want him. Uhhhh... ooooohhhh God, he's better than most men!"
Veronica smiled weakly. She had thought something like that before. And now as
Buck licked and lapped frenziedly at her cousin's pussy the thought came back
once more. Reaching over, Veronica petted the big animal's back, whining and
whimpering as loudly as the dog, wanting him to come back to her.
As if he could read her mind Buck pulled away from Kate just as she seemed about
to climax. He was playing both women, teasing them, driving them closer and
closer to orgasm, then backing them down.
"Oh no, no!"
Kate grabbed for the retreating animal. But it was too late. In a moment he was
tonguing Veronica, lapping at her, making her feel those itchy flames of
incredible goodness licking up her thighs. This time she wasn't going to let him
go. Oh no, Kate wasn't going to take him from her! She held onto the dog's
powerful shoulders, hunkering down on the bed, raising her legs farther,
farther, edging them back, back until her knees were nearly touching her tits.
Yes, she was in a fucking position, her legs up and out, her toes curled until
they cramped, while her juicy pussy was completely exposed. Veronica rolled her
ass back a little more, feeling the hot, sweaty split between her asscheeks
growing cool under that exposure. She was so open, so vulnerable. And next to
her was her cousin, panting in heat, watching with disbelieving eyes as she
opened herself completely to the dog.
Buck saw Veronica's determination and went straight for her hot pussy. Peering
over her thunderous jiggling tits, Veronica saw his neck hairs bristling with
the wildness all three of them felt. Again he growled, tossing his proud head.
Those eyes! How they burned into her soul! Veronica groaned, letting her head
fall back against the crushed pillow.
"Oh my God, God, God!"
She couldn't stop now. No, the climax had been set in motion. All she could do
was ride along with the tide. Veronica pitched and howled, her body responding
quickly to the rushed, sloppy friction against her frothing cuntal slit. She
felt the juice and his doggie spit oozing into her asscrack, gathering around
the gray/pink puckered flesh of her asshole. Whimpering through her flared
nostrils, clawing at the licking beast, Veronica gasped out endearments to her
cousin, to the dog.
"Oh lick me good, doggie. Ohhh, Kate, bite my tits like ... ughhhh... oh
yes, like that! Oh, God, God, I'm going to blow apart! Ohhh do it, do it, do it
to me!"
"Oh Veronica, it's so wrong. And yet... oh God, it's so gooood!" Kate
confessed.
"Yes, goooooood!"
He was biting her again, playfully sinking his fangs in her thighs, letting go,
then biting higher. It was his game, his way of firing her up even more without
touching her pussy. But Veronica wanted his touch there, wanted him touching her
clit, the inner folds of her pussy. She wriggled her ass a little more
frantically.
Buck got the message. Moving down, he opened his powerful jaws and closed them
around her hairy cuntal mound. Oh, he was holding her there, holding her pussy
between his teeth!
It was too much for the young blonde. She was gasping and choking on her own
spit, long blonde strands of hair clinging to her cheeks and forehead as she
pitched crazily on the groaning bed. Banging against Kate helplessly, nearly
knocking the animal from between her legs, Veronica rocketed closer and closer
to her mind-shattering climax.
"Nhghhhhh... ooooohhhhh, noooooo!" the woman screamed.
No, she didn't care if the whole world heard her as she started to cum. And yes,
yes, she was cumming, climaxing once more in the big animal's mouth. As she
tossed under the dog's mouth, she felt Buck pawing at her thighs as if he wanted
more of her juices. He moved up for a moment, leaving her pussy to lick her tits
and belly. The disappearance of his tongue from her pussy during the start of
her climax was terrible. She pumped her ass up and down faster and faster, the
plump cheeks jiggling while chilly flashes of sexual heat seared her clit.
"Huhhhrrr! Huhhhhrrrr! Huhhhhrrrr!"
"Oh, Veronica!"
Buck whined through his nose and shoved his head between her soft white thighs
once more.
"God, God!"
Buck's tongue had entered her pussy once more, forcing the swollen pussy wide
enough for him to suck out more juices. The animal was rolling and licking his
tongue around the sensitive ring of her cuntal muscles.
Veronica lost control of her body! She felt the muscles contracting, spasming
against the probing tongue, trying to grasp it as if it were a prick. Oh, it was
so close to the feeling of having a man's cock sticking in and out of her
cunthole. Again she thought of Tom, of the way he had pinned her down and fucked
her brains out. Tom, the dog, everything was becoming confused as she pitched
and writhed and jerked under the animal's spearing, fucking tongue.
"Uhhhhhhh."
Veronica pranced her ass around in circles, increasing the touch, the friction
of his tongue against her inflamed cuntal folds. When he raked up against her
clit, Veronica felt the room sinking away from her, saw the lights dimming. For
a moment she thought she was going to pass out from so much excitement, so much
pleasure! She tilted her ass one way, then the other, raising her legs back as
far as she could until the knees were up to her chin. Ohhh, how hard she was
cumming, cumming fast and furious! Pushing her head into the pillow, gasping and
whining, Veronica lost herself in the paradise of her climax.
Even when it was over and she felt her cousin climaxing next to her, hearing
those familiar choked, strangled cries of a woman in the throes of sexual
climax, Veronica still wanted more of the animal. She wanted to feel that tongue
slicking down her cuntal hairs, touching all those secret, sensitive spots in
her pussy! Buck knew them all now.
She sighed, drawing her fingertips along her belly, then touching her nipples.
Buck was yelping now, circling around and around the floor trying to touch his
jerking cock with his tongue. Kate was still twitching against her, crying out
as her legs snapped up, then fell slowly down to the mattress. It had been one
wild scene!
"Ohhhhh, Veronica I never knew... oh, it was so good. And to think it had
to be someone from the city to show me," she said, smiling at her.
"Just goes to show you."
"You know, I'll bet we can do something even more... kinky, if you know
what I mean."
Veronica rolled her head around, staring at her cousin. What on earth had come
over her?
Veronica had never guessed Kate was thinking along the same lines as she!
"I... I don't know what you mean."
Kate smiled, stretching her long arms over her head and yawning. She looked so
sexy there, her legs still slicked down with Buck's spit, glistening in the
shaded light.
"I've been warning you about Tom all this time. Maybe it was because I
wanted him. I don't know. But let's show him what two women can do... can
want."
Veronica put her fingers to her mouth to try and hide her smile. But she
couldn't. All those dark forces were out now, and they weren't all that bad. No,
they were just fine. And Veronica had a feeling they were going to get better
now that the cat was out of the bag.
"Now, what is this?"
Tom stood in the barn, hands on his hips. It had been Kate who had gone to the
bunkhouse and roused the big hand from his sleep.
Veronica was standing there just inside the front doorway, trembling with
excitement, disbelief, lust. She still couldn't imagine this was happening. In
her most wild dreams she had never thought she would be in this position.
"Tom, I know all about you and Veronica," Kate said evenly, a tremor
of excitement noticeable in her voice. The big stud had picked it up and looked
curiously at her.
"So? What are you gonna do, fire me?" he said defiantly, rocking back
and forth on his heels.
"No," Kate said, her eyes narrowing.
"There's something you should know about... about us." The brunette
looked first at Veronica, then shifted her eyes back to Tom. At that point she
went on quietly about what had happened between her and her cousin, ending with
a sketchy description of the part Buck played in the sex scene.
"Whew!" Tom wiped his forehead with the back of one hand, grinning at
the women.
"And I thought you was the prim and proper one always with your head in the
books." He laughed, shaking his head from side to side.
"Well, you don't have to worry about that any more," Kate said, her
smile fading somewhat. "We want you... you and your help."
Tom grinned even more broadly, reaching back and pushing the barn door shut. In
the background he heard the horse whinnying and nodded his head up and down.
"This is gonna be real nice. Real good, but first let's get warmed up,
eh?"
It was a dream. It was a horrible, wonderful dream, it just had to be. People
just didn't do this kind of thing, disappear into a barn and and act out their
fantasies no matter how warped they were. Veronica moved behind her cousin,
still somewhat in a fog. Behind her was Tom, his heavy footsteps sending shivers
up and down her spine. She remembered his touch, the brutal, overwhelmingly
exciting touch of his fingers as he fucked his cock in and out of her sucking
cunthole. It was going to happen again!
They were near Cannon's stall. Then Veronica remembered what they had decided.
The horse! Dogs weren't enough for them any more. They had to have the stallion,
had at least to try it with him. But they needed someone like Tom, someone
strong who wouldn't be repulsed by the idea of a woman and a... a horse doing
something other than riding.
"Well, let's get goin'," he said, sliding his fingers down his pants.
Veronica and Kate had dressed carelessly after their fucking scene in the house,
guessing correctly that Tom would be more than happy to help with their request
for aid. As Veronica let the gown slip from her shoulders she turned and saw
Cannon staring wide-eyed at her. She felt that same rush of feelings that had
been so unnerving the last time take her over again. Other people would say it
was wrong, but she knew better. She knew they were blind to the facts, blind to
the facts of her own needs, of Kate's needs.
"Gotta loosen up that pussy a little," Tom said, moving up to Veronica
while Kate was still slipping out of her clothes. "Come on, lay down, lay
down so I can make it easy for you."
In a moment they were back on the hay, the sharp stubble scratching her flesh
while her legs kicked and flailed against the wooden stall. Behind her Cannon
was whinnying, stomping around nervously as Veronica wailed under Tom's touch.
"Easy, boy, easy, we'll be with you in a while," Kate soothed,
reaching up and stroking the nervous stallion's head.
Tonguing, oh, why did it feel so good to her, almost better than a cock? Tom was
between her thighs now, his fingers pressing back the muscles and tendons in her
legs while he panted. She had showered before, washing off the spit from her
pussy. And now there was more human spit Tom's spit oozing into her crack.
How she loved the smooth, silky rub of a tongue, of a set of lips like Tom's as
they forced her cuntlips apart. Oh, it was wild, absolutely wild. Tom's tongue,
Kate's tongue, the dog's tongue, all of them toying with her pussy, teasing her,
driving her up the wall. She wallowed her shoulders and back against the straw,
not caring where she was, what was going to happen to her. All she knew, all she
wanted, was this tongue, this wonderful tongue doing all those wild things to
her.
"Good Cannon, good boy," Kate crooned, hugging the horse's head to her
naked body.
Veronica opened her eyes. Her cousin was standing there holding the stallion's
head, letting him lick her throat while her pussy burned. Oh yes, she could see
the juices starting to gather around her cousin's dark-brown pussy hairs,
trickling down her thighs. God, it was unreal, a dream!
"Uhhhhhhh."
Then the touch of Tom's tongue told her no, it was all too real. Her chest
heaved and tightened as he moved his mouth from side to side. He was burrowing
deeper, digging harder just as Buck had done earlier. Both seemed to be looking
for something with their mouths.
"God!"
Veronica felt her body burning, felt the flooding juices of her pussy seeping
out. The tickling of his licking was so crazy, so wild, and so hurried. Oh, how
he licked deep into her hairy pussy, searching for hotter and hotter places. And
then she felt him draw back, rimming the rubbery lips of her pussy. Veronica
stiffened, feeling a rush of sexual, electric feeling hit her pussy.
"Ohhhhh God, what... what are you doing to me?" she cried.
His fingers tightened against her thighs in answer. "You're hot, baby, and
you're gonna take on a horse, huh? Well, you're gonna have to be nice and loose
for that one. And you're tight, tight as a fuckin' drum," Tom said,
smoothing his fingers up and down her spit-slicked thighs. "Ol' Tom's gonna
loosen you up with his mouth, maybe with his cock. Then takin' on old Cannon's
gonna be nice and easy.
The horse. Yes, that's right. She and Kate had discussed that, had discussed
their feelings about Cannon and confessed them to Tom. He would go along with
them, of course he would.
Veronica began moving her hips as she had done earlier for Buck. She tightened
her ass and thigh muscles, slowly moving up and down, up and down in a fucking
motion. Yes, she was fucking her pussy against Tom's mouth, letting him drive
his tongue in as she jerked her thighs up and down.
Veronica felt her hairs tangling around her neck and ears. Floods of her juice
ran out, wetting down her pussy as Tom ran his fingers gingerly along her pussy.
She closed her legs or tried to but Tom was keeping her wide open, licking her
faster, harder, growling almost like a wild dog as he tongued her.
"Uhhhhhh!"
He touched her clit, taking it between his thumb and forefinger and rolling the
little nub until he had the girl whimpering and begging him to stop.
And then he was back on her with his mouth. His teeth pressed along the edges of
her sensitive inner cuntlips. She threw back her head and groaned, wallowing in
the dirt and hay. His tongue was searching back, back along the seepy, velvety
lining of her pussy. Veronica felt it spearing again and again into her pussy.
Oh, she was being raped by a tongue, stabbed by it! Then he pulled back, curling
and licking her pussy lining. He was tasting her, tasting her as Buck had.
Hot and slick, that was the good part of it. Hot and slick against the swampy
mess of her pussy. Then Tom pulled away, kissing her belly, her thighs, her
knees.
"Ohhhh, please, fuck me... oh God, I need something, something."
Tom grunted, throwing himself on top of her and pinning her to the floor of the
barn. Again she beard the horse whinny, heard Kate calm him down. In a moment
she felt the wide, flaring head of his cock pressing up against her pussylips.
Veronica moved her hips from side to side, feeling the itchy stubble working
between her asscheeks and pricking her asshole.
"Yeah."
With that exclamation Tom shoved forward and up, pressing his knees against her
ass-cheeks. Veronica felt a greasy sliding sensation, felt his prickhead pop
past the tense muscles of her pussy.
"God!"
Brilliant lights exploded in her head; yes, she was melting, blowing to pieces
under his prick! Curling into a ball, holding tightly onto Tom, she babbled and
yelped, feeling his cock knob slide past the most sensitive part of her pussy.
"Ohhhh yeahhh, yeahhhh, you're loosenin' up. That's the way, baby, loosen
up under my cock," Tom gasped.
"Oh, oh, oh!"
The heat in her pussy was becoming worse and worse. She gasped, clawing her
fingernails against Tom's back while he kept pile-driving his prick into her.
For a moment Veronica forgot about the horse, about her pact with Kate. She was
dissolving under the steady, mind-blowing pressure of Tom's prick.
"Ummmmmm."
"Can't make you cum, baby, not now. We got better plans for you," he
whispered, flicking his tongue in one of her ears.
What was he talking about? Oh yes, the horse, the stallion next to her. But she
was getting fucked by a stallion. One hard charger! And then... and then she
felt his prick sliding out, felt the juices gurgling out from her stretched,
overheated pussy and wetting down her asscheeks, felt her itchy cuntal walls
coming back together behind the retreating prickhead.
"This is gonna be great! Only saw this a couple of times down in Tijuana.
First time I'm gettin' to be a part of it," Tom muttered, pulling his prick
completely from Veronica's cunthole, wiping the tip against her ass, then
drawing back.
Veronica raised her head and looked at his jerking pussy-splitter. How she
wanted it back inside her body! But there was something else to be done,
something that she had secretly wanted for so long. And nothing, nothing could
turn her back from it now. She would fuck Cannon!
Veronica stood by Cannon's right side, her pussy on fire. Juice trickled
teasingly, maddeningly through the wild thicket of her blonde cuntal hairs while
her swollen. Pussymeat throbbed with unspeakable lust. She swayed slightly from
side to side, her tits swinging together. The nipples were turgid, tingling with
excitement as she curled her toes into the soft, itchy hay stubble at her feet.
Kate had nearly draped herself over the horse, embracing him by the neck and
cooing softly to the beast while rubbing her naked body back and forth against
his heaving sides.
Veronica dropped her eyes as she stood there by his hindquarters. A slight
shiver made the stallion's flesh quiver excitingly.
The blonde gasped, putting one hand to her throat. How her heart was beating,
pounding so hard she thought it would tear right through her chest! For a moment
she hesitated, wondering if she could go through with something like this. It
was so... so depraved. And with Kate and Tom nearby it was so public! And yet
she needed them. It was a stroke of luck she had found they were as interested
in her quirk as she was.
"Think you can take 'im on?" Tom asked, reaching down and scratching
his hairy balls.
"I... I don't know," Veronica answered honestly, her eyes moving
toward that cock.
Cannon was excited, there was no doubt about that, judging from the way his
prick was slowly slipping from its sheath. Already she could see the rounded,
glistening head!
Kate was doing her job well, rubbing her body against the animal, touching him,
embracing him almost like a human lover.
Tentatively, Veronica stretched out one hand, touching her fingertips against
the stallion's white flesh. How warm he was, as warm as she remembered him!
Veronica closed her eyes, feeling that itchy tingle become a hot, throbbing ache
between her legs! Her knees buckled and she shivered with lust as her flesh
crawled. And still her excitement climbed! Veronica drew the fingers of her
right hand back, back along the high curve of his right thigh, along the line of
his leg muscles until she reached the back swell of his ass. There she stopped,
closing her eyes once more, inhaling a deep, shuddering breath through her
mouth. She took one step forward, then another until she found herself up
against the panting beast!
"Oh Cannon!" she breathed, shrugging her shoulders and feeling a light
ripple of lust shiver over her flesh.
It was better than with Buck, almost better than with Tom! She touched the
animal now with her body, rubbing her swelling pussy-lips over the stallion's
warm, smooth sides. Yes, she knew how her cousin was feeling now as she moaned
up front. How deliciously good it was, feeling that animal's hairy sides
touching her cuntlips, tickling the sensitive flesh just beyond her inner labes
as they peeled back from the light force of that rubbing. Back and forth, back
and forth she rubbed her body against Cannon's sides until a strange hot/cold
rush of sensations slammed into her pussy.
"Uhhhhh."
Veronica fought with herself not to cum, pushing herself away from the big horse
while biting down on her lower lip for control.
"You're ready, baby, as ready as you'll ever be."
"Yes, ready," Veronica said in a dreamlike voice.
"Come on, let's help her," Tom said to Kate.
Reluctantly the brunette let go of her new stallion, turning and moving toward
Tom.
Again Veronica glanced down at the horse's cock. God! It was at full-length, a
huge funnel-shaped thing dangling from between his hind legs, the coconut-sized
balls up tight against his groin, thicker than her upper arm, and at least
30-inches long!
Veronica swallowed down a lump of excitement, feeling her chest tighten while
her mouth went dry. The air she sucked in burned the insides of her nostrils.
Fucking a horse! Yes, she was going to be fucking a horse! The thought of it
made her heart spin, made her heart skip several beats as she kept her fingers
on the animal's big ass.
"Come on."
She felt Tom's fingers grip her arm, then Kate's more gentle touch on the other
side. They were forcing her down, turning her around until she was crouched
underneath Cannon's hindquarters. At first the animal began pawing the
hay-covered barn floor nervously, his hoofs dangerously close to her head. But
Veronica reached up and touched his cock with her right hand, shuddering at the
warm touch, smiling to herself as the beast whinnied then calmed.
"Oh, good Cannon, yes, good boy. You're going to have some fun with me.
Yes," she breathed, hardly able to speak. "Yes, you're going to have
lots of fun."
Tom and Kate slipped their hands under the backs of her legs as she rested on
the floor. Looking up she saw the powerful, flat underside of Cannon's belly.
How her pussy ached and burned for his touch! He was the epitome of strength, of
beauty and sleekness!
Her thighs trembled and itched with lust as her friends dragged her down and up.
In a moment she felt the weight of her body come to rest on her shoulder blades
as Kate and Tom angled up her ass and legs, dragging her toward the horse's hard
prick.
"Huhhhhhrrrrr!"
Touching it! Oh God, she felt her pussy touching it!
"Uh, she's so so heavy!" Kate panted, her eyes wide with excitement as
she watched her cousin's pussy rubbing up against Cannon's fat, thick cockhead.
Bending her knees the woman shifted position, still holding onto Veronica's
legs.
"Just shift the weight a little over to me," Tom suggested.
"She's about ready to go."
"Uhhhhhh... ohhhhhh nooooo!" Veronica rolled her head from side to
side, stubble clinging to her hair and her dampened cheeks as she felt the fat
cockhead working its way into her pussy. Tensing her muscles, trying to
straighten her legs, the frantic woman tried tucking her ass back. It was a last
bit of fear, the last moment of reluctance. But Tom and Kate kept the pressure
up, forcing her forward. Cannon began playing his part too, standing still, even
dipping his back a little while snorting loudly through his flaring nostrils.
Veronica tried relaxing, then tensed again as she felt the baseball-sized
cockhead slipping past the slippery, yet tense, cuntal muscles guarding the
entrance to her pussy.
"Yagggghhhh!"
In! It was in! Veronica arched her back, clawing her fingers along the dirty
floor as she felt her pussy stretched to the ripping point. Oh, oh, the fat knob
was just past the mouth of her pussy!
"Man, she's doin' it! Fuck, she's gobblin' it all up, boy," Tom said,
shaking several black hairs from his face and looking up at the panting horse.
Inch by thick, throbbing inch Cannon's cock began slipping into her pussy.
Veronica moved, shifting her thighs from side to side as the rising heat drove
her wild. She curled her spine once more, swallowing up more prick. A horse's
cock, a horse's prick inside her! How her pussywalls tingled, itched with
delight as they stretched to accommodate that fat, long thing.
"Uhhhh... in, in, in me, in me," she babbled again and again, jerking
her legs against Tom's and Kate's tight grip.
The stubble tickled her back, looking up now through lust-glazed eyes the young
blonde woman saw the horse's belly panting with excitement. Yes, yes, Cannon
wanted her as she had wanted him. He was rutting, rutting as badly as she was.
Swiveling her ass, crying out for more sensation, the woman laughed and sobbed
with unspeakable delight as more and more of Cannon's prick slipped into her hot
pussy.
"Yeah, baby, move it, work it in and out," Tom whispered.
Veronica moaned loudly now, hearing herself sobbing and crying. Continually the
horse's cock ground against her clit. Oh, how she loved that, loved the
sensation of stretching in her pussy. Surely if she went down all the way on
that thing it would reach her belly, split her in two!
"Uh! Uh! Uh!"
In and out, in and out now, Tom and Kate helped her rock her body against the
big stallion. Veronica felt herself coming apart once again, felt the world
blowing up in front of her eyes. She dripped sweat, her body slick with it as
the mass of sexual tension in her belly swelled. The insides of her thighs
chilled and burned while cuntjuice squeezed out, dripping down her ass and into
her asscrack. Oh God, God, she was going to cum!
"Yaggghhhhhhhh!"
Veronica exploded, her mind shattering into millions of brightly colored pieces.
The horse was cumming! Yes, he was actually shooting his load in her pussy. The
hard, heavy jolt of his spunk blasting against her cuntal walls made her weep
and struggle, her fists pounding the ground. Catastrophic waves ripped from her
pussy, making every muscle in her body cramp. And all the while there were those
massive thrusts of cum drowning her, oozing now from around that fat cock and
firehosing down her jiggling asscheeks. Cannon was snorting and panting, shaking
his big head while swaying from side to side. Veronica felt his tail sweeping
over her bare soles.
She was all pussy wet and hot and clenching in every body cell. She milked at
that fat prick still twitching inside her. She lost the sounds of her friends,
the sounds of the animal panting above her. Her head snapped back and her tits
jiggled like pudding with the furious blasts of her orgasm. Oh, oh, this had to
be the biggest, strongest, hottest cock in the whole world!
And then it was over! Slowly Tom and Kate let her down, pulling her by the arms
from under the exhausted, spent stallion.
"Man, he looks whipped! You sure gave him one hell of a workout," Tom
said, dropping her arm and moving to the back of the stall. He was jerking off,
leaning heavily against the wood and jerking off while watching the horse's cum
ooze from Veronica's stretched pussy.
"Ohhhhh... oh Kate, it was like... like nothing in the world," she
moaned, half-conscious from her ordeal.
"I... I want to try it next. Oh Veronica, this is awful, but I want it too.
You've got to teach me! I want it too... I want to feel his cock in my
pussy!"
Veronica smiled, shaking strands of her tangled blonde hair from her eyes.
Looking over to the right she saw Tom jerking off, his fists flying over his
cock. And then white globs of cum arched from his cockhead while his face
tightened, nearly turning white. It was odd, so unreal. It had happened. The
ultimate had happened. There had been no lightning, no wrath of God. Her pussy
had been violated by a beast no by two beasts! A dog, and then this lovely,
wonderful stallion. What would society say? Damn them, damn them all! She had
her life to lead. Damn society!
"Of course. Later, when I've had some rest, we'll talk," Veronica
said, smoothing her fingers over her body.
Yes, she was tired tired and finally satiated. Oh, that wonderful horse! And
Kate wanted a part of him. Well, why not? It was so odd taking her cousin by the
hand and leading her in this direction. If anything she would have initially
thought the roles would have been reversed. How strange!
"Oh, I'm so glad you came here, so glad," Kate babbled, throwing her
arms around her cousin's neck as Veronica rose from the hay.
"So am I, Kate, so am I," Veronica whispered, staggering past Tom then
turning and glancing back at Cannon. Yes, it was wonderful out here in the
country.
