Jo was told to hurry by her father. Her twelfth birthday surprise was waiting at Uncle Ed's. When the chubby, plain, bespectacled little blonde girl and her parents arrived at the remote farm one sunny Saturday, she threw herself at the man-mountain which was her uncle. Ed scooped her up easily and she gripped her legs round her favourite uncle, as the families proceeded to the barn.

His massive gnarled hand cupped Jo's meaty buttocks and his crotch stirred as usual at the heat generated, wondering what male bastard would be the first to violate his loving niece. Much was the time she had spent with him and his wife Bet at their picturesque farm. He had watched discreetly, as his wife and Jo had skinny-dipped in the lake, her wonderful firm fleshed limbs exciting him, making him retreat to a shady spot and wank his load.

Each time, the pitiful size of his dick had made him think that although it could never pleasure Bet to her full extent, it could well pleasure little Jo but he always chastised himself for such lewd and taboo thoughts... but it wouldn't hurt her surely? But he always made sure Bet was well seen to and he mused on these happier and much safer thoughts as they entered the barn.

With great ceremony, after Jo had taken the usual peep at the lambs and Ed's stallion Skew, Harry, her father showed her the surprise. The cutest little chestnut pony thrilled Jo and she whooped and cried with happiness, rushing to her mum Kathy and dad Harry, then Bet and Ed, alternating with strokes and cuddles of the docile gelding she immediately named Blaze to suit the marking on it's handsome head.

Jo's parents announced they had to leave for a lunch appointment and kissed Jo goodbye. She would stay with her uncle and aunt until the following day, a quite normal occurrence. As she waved them off, Ed took her overnight bag into the house as Bet answered the many questions the young girl threw at her about Blaze.

Inside the old farmhouse, Ed climbed heavily up the stairs to the guest bedroom, prepared for Jo. An intriguing bit of lace stuck out of her bag as Ed tossed it onto the bed. Guiltily, he opened it and peered inside. The lace was a tiny fringe to a little pair of panties, obviously brand new, the labels were still attached. The soft white material tempted his rough hands and he picked up the delicate garment and ran it over his face. It was something he often did with Bet's knickers too, but more often they would be her soiled ones in the wash basket.

However, these fresh, stain free panties thrilled his senses as he suddenly, although for the first time, guiltily wondered what Jo's little fanny would feel like.

Bet's great snatch, with long labia flaps, all crusty with her frequent dampness and covered in a thick thatch of dense black hair, had kept him happy over thirty odd years, especially just after she had been riding. She would rush to find him, shamefully neglecting to clean down her mount, just so the massive flow of cunt juice created by the thrust of her groin down on the saddle would excite her and Ed to great sexual athletics.

Now Ed, in the quiet solitude of the pretty back bedroom, thought about those pleasures as he lightly licked at the towelled gusset of his niece's undies. Why had he got these dreams of a young body and the curiosity about illegal sex, he didn't know, but he liked them.

In the barn, Bet was explaining all the bits of tack to Jo who pondered on the mass of leather, buckles, bits and snaffles, seeing how bright and clean they all looked and breathing in the heady odours of straw, leather soap, polish and horse flesh. She had often ridden up with Ed and Bet, in front of them on the saddle, when she was little, but she had never really expressed any desire for a pony until over the last year, prompted by Janine her best friend who had got one for her birthday. As for the tack and the ways and means of keeping, feeding, cleaning and maintaining animals, this had never entered her head, but Bet now deemed it necessary to introduce her to the fundamentals.

Ed joined them again, hopeful his face didn't display his naughty pleasures. Jo pushed her gold rimmed glasses up her pert nose and pointed to a complicated piece of harness, questioning its purpose and it was suddenly Bet's turn to take on an embarrassed smile and stutter that it was only used occasionally and Jo would never need it anyway. Bet glanced with a smile at Ed as she spoke, he grinned back at her and fondled the various straps making up the object in question.

"It's a special harness I designed and had made, to help Auntie Bet with one of her riding habits," he told Jo.

"Oh Ed must you?" Bet reproached him. "Jo wants to learn about grooming Blaze don't you dear?"

Jo nodded eagerly and Bet went to the tack room to get materials. Ed sauntered over to Skew's stall and patted him as Jo followed him. The huge animal tossed its head and clattered the floor with his big hooves. Ed noticed something and glanced down at Jo, who had noticed the same thing and was peering under Skew's belly too. About 6 inches of his cock hung out, wobbling as the great stallion moved restlessly. The pink and black colouring of the stallion's penis naturally attracted attention and the two watched as Skew set his hind legs apart and seconds later a gusher of hot steaming horse piss flooded the stall and drained into the gully. Jo squeaked with surprise at the start hoping Skew wouldn't splash them. Ed chuckled. The urination took ages and she smiled up at her uncle as he let his hand stray round her shoulders, pulling her gently to him as if to be safe from Skew's toilet. She had accepted the natural function happening before her as she sidled compliantly closer to Ed's thick thigh. Ed grinned.

"Its only pee after all, everything has to do it sometime," he told her.

"It's odd that humans always locked themselves away when they peed, animals didn't bother," said Jo.

"I don't mind if anyone pees in front of me, or the other way around. Privacy is not always that available and convenient," added Ed.

Jo nodded a sort of agreement as Bet bustled back into the barn and got Blaze out. Ed fiddled with some hay sacks.

Brushing, combing and cleaning hooves was all explained, in great detail to a very interested Jo, who watched and practised on Blaze. She noticed one bucket of water that hadn't been touched yet until Bet announced that the last thing to do for your horse, especially boy horses, was to clean their sheath. Jo looked on quizically as Bet pulled on a pair of thin lubricated rubber gloves. She bent under Blaze and fondled the bundle of floppy black horse flesh, concealing his penis. Bet inserted her hand inside the folds and slowly dragged Blaze's sticky black cock out. Jo gasped in astonishment. Obligingly he let it dangle as Bet reached for the bucket and gently sponged the 18 inches clean.

" Bet always makes sure she does this for all her boys," said Ed joining them.

"What boys?" asked Jo.

"The boy horses and the boy dogs, any other boys on the farm, you know?" he suggested.

The preteen city girl frowned and then smiled, getting the gist of his words.

"Oh I see."

Bet giggled as Jo peered intently, noticing the considerable amount of gungy stuff that came off her pony's dick. Bet explained that the lump on the end was called the rose.

"It doesn't look much like one Auntie Bet," said Jo seriously, then she suddenly asked them.

"Do you clean Uncle Ed's rose as well? I mean he is a boy so to speak."

The two adults gasped, glanced at each other, then burst into laughter, but not answering. The chore was hurried through with not an embarrassed silence but a tense one, but with no further awkwardness.

"I think I'd better go shopping," announced Bet finally, sorting the tack cleaning stuff and packing it away as Ed and Jo helped.

They stayed in the barn with Blaze, who was spotless. Jo stroked her horse proudly.

"Damn! She could have got you some new proper jodhpurs," Ed grumbled as Bet drove away in the Land Rover.

"Has Auntie Bet got any old ones for the time being?" suggested Jo.

Ed's mind went into overdrive. They were alone, for hours, was there an opportunity to see some of Jo's little body?

Hurriedly he bustled Jo across the yard and indoors, then upstairs to rummage through an old clothes cupboard. The sight of her young backside as she bent over the lower drawers turned him on and he knelt down low to the floor, saying he thought he had dropped some buttons and looked up her skirt. He couldn't see to the top but her thick thighs looked peachy as they curved up to her buttocks. He wondered if he could just have a little look and feel..... Why did he keep getting these urges?

Trying to dismiss them and being halted in his lewd ideas by Jo unearthing a pair of riding breeches, he suggested she tried them on. He nodded and was spellbound as she slipped her skirt off without any prompting.

Her pale blue and white patterned knickers were tight over her bulky bum and rounded belly.

Ed immediately homed in on the bulge of her pubic mound. Seconds later she wore the breeches and almost filled them, but not tight enough, for he liked to see tightly stretched jodhpurs on women's bums. Jo was also too swift with her dressing for his liking. He suggested there may be more and again she slipped them off, transfixing Ed's gratified gaze as she rummaged through the stuffy collection.

They had been followed everywhere by Butch, Ed's black and white collie, an obedient dog who was well used to Jo and vice versa. As Ed gazed at the excited girl's upraised rump in the dense cotton coverall knickers and rubbed his crotch, pressurising his hardening prick, he noticed with amusement that Butch had taken an interest in the girl's rear end as well. The dog sniffed the air, then stepped closer, sniffed again and as Ed watched fascinated, knowing Butch's interests in female crotches, the dog rammed his nose into Jo's panty clad arse. She screamed with surprise and leapt up, as Ed feigned anger and chastised the hound.

Complaining that it was cold, Jo stood with her legs locked together and her hands protecting her genital area. Ed dismissed it as dogs like to sniff and had Butch spoiled her panties? The girl felt herself, passing her hand over her genital area and declared no as Ed fondled the dog's ears who sat quietly. Jo then noticed that the dog's cock was protruding from the curly hair of his belly. The bright red prong like thing was growing as she stared at the lump on the end, which finished in a sort of point.

"Is that Butch's rose Uncle Ed?" she asked innocently.

Ed peered down and chuckled knowingly. He was not totally surprised to see a randy dog beside him.

"Well I don't think they call that a rose my dear, but yes - and Auntie Bet does clean it for him," he told her.

He didn't add that Bet did it before going down on the lusty hound and sucking Butch's jism dry, although that wasn't always the case. If she was really randy, she would persuade Butch to get his hard on and lock her fifty-two-year-old cunt round the sticky red prong.

Ed's mind raced over the many times Bet and he had fun with the various male members of the farm animals. He also recalled the time some years ago that one of the previous dogs, another collie called Pebbles had tried to mount a young girl who visited the farm one day.

The girl had been one of the party of distressed children whose actual ages were much more than their mental age. Bet was in charge of the party and this girl had taken ill and left her and a young boy in the farm kitchen not knowing Ed during his afternoon rest had had a few secret drinks. The girl had been about fourteen with the most enormously developed tits for that age. His mind had deteriorated swiftly, partly by watching a sexy school serial on the TV that Saturday afternoon called Harry and Cosh. The star of the show was a delicious girl and he had got excited over her.

He started to show his cock to the innocent sickly girl, the boy watched dumbly on and how he had persuaded her to feel it, just before Pebbles had tried to jump her bones.

Now with these memories searing through his brain and not able to contain himself further, the plain minded farmer blurted out that Jo could find out a really big birthday secret.

Excitedly, she pleaded to hear and he bade her sit on his lap. Jo willingly did so and his burly great hand wrapped over her hot thighs. He budged her back so she would put weight on his dick, which was now hard against his belly.

The secret he would disclose would also be their secret, nobody must ever know and she must never tell anyone, no matter who. In return for Jo's willing nods and promises, her uncle said he would buy her a completely new set of riding gear. He reminded her about Bet washing all the 'boy's' roses then whispered to her.

"She washes mine too - well I'm a boy," he chuckled to Jo's gasp of surprise. "In fact mine needs a wash at the moment. Although Auntie Bet is away, I really should have it done, but I'm not sure and it's always been done for me, what do you think? Could you do it?"

Jo frowned and said she didn't know really, but if it needed doing, why not?

She was curious to see if it was different to Blaze and Butch's. Ed's mind jumped with joy. No reproachful thoughts, no guilt, just pure evil incestual lust overcame him and he bustled Jo over to the wash basin. He unzipped and slapped out his hard cock, hearing her gasp.

Comments about its funny shape and difference to the animals shot from her as Ed ran the hot tap and soaped his hands.

Clumsily he washed his 5 inch weenie which was lost in his big mitt. At least Jo wouldn't put its size down, like some women would, he thought as he glanced at her fascinated face.

"What does it feel like? I mean it's a lot different to Blaze's and Skew's," she queried. "Why don't you find out darling, I mean I'm not sure I'm doing it right. It needs a woman's touch," he suggested, offering his soapy cock to her.

He nearly went into orbit, as without protest or disgust, Jo started to soap up and rub her hands over his shaft. Ed gulped and sighed as her small hands made his dick look larger. "Whoops!" he cried as some soap splashed onto her glasses.

He wiped it off and she smiled sweetly.

"Of course you know what these things are for don't you?" he asked tentatively, pointing to his cock. "You know babies and things..."

Her solemn nod answered him so he explained how his seed would rush out of the funny little slit. He told her the baby seed needed to come out when washing, to sort of clean the tubes inside.

"Wow! I didn't realise. Why don't we do that too? How?" she asked.

Ed grabbed her hand and squeezed it telling Jo to repeat that until it happened. Suddenly his spunk gushed out, splashing great thick gobs of it round the basin and onto her forearm. She gulped and gasped at its profuse spoutings. Ed was proud of that part of his cock prowess at least.

"Well I suppose you'd better wash it again my dear," panted Ed in ecstasy.

Again Jo washed his tool, watching it subside and together they dabbed it dry. Butch trotted around panting and sniffing various things.

"Does Butch's thing need cleaning? I like doing it," she queried.

Eagerly, the collie was grabbed by Ed, as Jo prepared some fresh warm water. Soon Ed had got the dog erect, to Jo's fascinated view and Butch lay back, one of his back legs twitching happily as the girl swabbed the canine cock clean.

"Do I wash that sort of white pink lump at the bottom?" she asked.

"Yes, firmly but gently. If you do it right, Butch's seed will be cleaned out too," answered Ed, wondering where he could lead this situation. His mind boggled.

Sure enough with Ed's help and urgings, Butch obliged her eager hands and fingers, the thin grey fluid spilling onto his hairy belly and undercarriage, which Jo dutifully, wiped clean.

As Jo swabbed the bowl and put the soap to one side, Ed watched her rotund knicker clad bottom wobble and considered his next move. Could things progress even further? He again emphasised the secretive nature of what they were doing. Jo seemed happy and he carried on with his daringly dangerous plan.

"What about you. Do you wash your bits... down there? What you call it? Because you won't have a rose," he asked nodding to Jo's crotch. "When Auntie Bet needs it, I have a special way of doing it for her. She loves it."

Jo frowned and walked thoughtfully to the clothes cupboard. He reckoned she was thinking and in turn worried that he had gone too far. But no - Jo turned and spoke.

"Well if you have a special way. Can I see? I call it my front bottom," she giggled.

Ed's mind sizzled. God - he loved her throaty giggles. Why was he doing this? Why was it so easy? What would she react like? How far could he go?

Fuck it!

He told her take her knickers off, pretending to be unconcerned, filling the sink again.

"Butch does a bit of the cleaning when Auntie Bet gets washed you know," he ventured.

"Anyway get undressed. Don't mind me. I'm just your old uncle."

Jo gasped at the mention of Butch and Bet in the same context and shook her head in amazement as Ed fiddled with the taps. Out of the corner of his eye, he watched her undies slide down her chubby legs, the generous curves of her buttocks unfettered below the hem of her tee shirt.

She lay on the bed as he told her, her legs opened on his instructions and he gazed on the peachy bulge of her tiny twat. Butch came to sniff again and she closed her legs until Ed told her not to. He licked his lips as he stared rapturously at the tight plain unblemished hairless slit until it disappeared into the crevice of her arse.

"What Butch does for Auntie Bet is that he licks her bits. His tongue makes the cleaning easier as its texture makes the skin different," he told her, desperately making things up as he garbled on, waiting for Jo to leap away as he allowed the dog to nose towards her thighs.

"It's OK if that's the way Auntie Bet does it," she giggled as Butch's hair tickled her thighs.

Soon his pink tongue lapped furiously at Jo's twelve year old pussy. Ed queried how she felt as Jo, propped up on her elbows, stared intently at the sloppy licking Butch was doing between her legs..

"It's very nice. It makes me sort of tingly. I rub myself there sometimes, on my front bottom but don't tell anybody. It gets tingly too when I rub it, but I don't know why," she confided seriously.

Ed nodded caringly and smiled inwardly, knowing all of his naughty, taboo dreams were simply coming true. He felt under Butch's belly and sure enough, there was the well trained erection again. How Bet would love it now. All their work with the dogs paid off and now was proving a bonus as the intelligent collie recognised all the signs, smells and prompts. She would hold her cunt lips wide, exposing the thick lump of her clitty as the hound rasped it. Its nose would batter the nerve ends, the cold contrasting with the dog's hot breath and searing tongue.

But of course, Butch would then mount her as Ed wanked his pisser trying to time his cumming with the dog and his wife. Sometimes he would delay, with great difficulty, then turn her over and ram his prick straight into her soaking turd tunnel, making Bet yelp initially then urging him on as he battered her bum, while she would flick her ever hungry clitty with her fingers. Bet's climaxes rolled on for ages, whilst Ed would cum in about two minutes. Butch's saliva mixed with Bet's pussy pourings were an ideal lubricant for his forced entry into her brown eye, as it was protected by the same thick wiry black forest that roamed round her crotch and up her lower belly.

"Gosh! Look at you again Uncle Ed," Jo pointed at her uncle's crotch, her eyes heavy with pleasure as Butch eagerly slavered at her little minge.

Ed was hard again and he grinned stupidly, pulling on his cock asking if she would help him once more. He pushed Butch away saying the proper wash could start. Starting to wash her with the soap and water, very very slowly, he got her to hold his cock. Ed knew from experience he wouldn't cum again, at least for another hour or so, that was one of the reasons he and Bet had decided on the animal assistance in the early days.

His wife's fuck appetite was huge.

As he caressed the silken softness of his niece's cunt with gentle soaped cloth, he splayed the slit slightly. Jo watched, her arms propped, her eyes heavy. She told him it was nice and she liked the special secret thing, with Butch and were there any more. Ed told her there were plenty and got her to turn and kneel on all fours. Now her brown eye came into view, above the puffy pinkness of her gleamingly clean cunt slit. Butch sniffed around again, but Ed pushed him away. He leaned forward and sniffed at her. She couldn't see, but he could detect a slight musky odour although she was perfectly clean. The slightly puckered orifice, in its little hollow of pink, dark, wrinkles looked so cute and he washed it carefully.

He dabbed her dry and let her sit up and asked about her sex education. She knew a lot about the production cycle and told him that some of her friends had put things inside their "front bottoms" as she called. She had been tempted to do so but hadn't dared and didn't like to ask the friends and her mum and dad seemed always busy when she mentioned it.

As they chatted, Jo absent-mindedly fondled Ed's tool, even letting Butch sniff and lap at her cunt. Playfully she bent Ed's dick downwards, getting Butch to lap at his bell end. She giggled heartily.

Ed lied to her that what she was doing was the first time it had happened with a little girl and she was very special to find that out. He wondered on the moment to suggest that he fucked her, then the phone rang. He swore under his breath, leaping slightly with the shock as much as Jo.

He waddled to the landing, his cock waving grotesquely before him and he answered. It was the police informing him of some cattle loose on the lane. Ed cursed again, swiftly getting dressed and telling to put her clothes on again. He promised Jo he would be back as soon as possible and to remember the big secret, in fact all that they had talked and done. Solemnly she agreed and told him she would go and see Blaze and look at the tack and stuff, while she waited.

Butch bounded out after Ed and Jo rummaged for some more clothes, tried on some jeans, discarded them and then fell asleep.

Bet came back in high lust, having been chatted up by the young supermarket manager, who she thought was quite tasty and had made her pussy lube up. On finding Ed and Butch out and assumed Jo to be with them, she unloaded the shopping, let her lust take over and scurried to the barn, calling in the tack room on her way.

She called softly to Skew who skittered in his stall. The scents of something nice were reaching his sensitive muzzle as Bet stepped beside him, patting and cooing to him. Dropping her jeans and large sensible knickers deftly, she slung her under garment over the stallions nose. He neighed shrilly and bared his teeth, tossing his noble head as she opened a small phial and perched it on a shelf.

Seconds later Bet's pants were on the messy floor as she slung the harness over the stud's back as Skew bent to sniff and lick. Below his powerful frame, the massive pink and black pole of his cock waved madly about as the great horse strutted and fretted, the contents of the phial wafting around freely in the humid atmosphere of the stall.

With a smile of satisfaction, thanking her ex boyfriend, the local veterinary surgeon for the powerful concoction of mare's pheromones in the phial, Bet clipped the last buckle together and clamped her foot into the loop. With one more agile manoeuvre, she hung under Skew and reached for his huge dick. Grasping the end, the rose, loving the slightly rubbery yet solid feel of its stickiness, she rubbed it onto her steaming twat as she nipped up the straps with an easy adjustment her clever husband had designed. Cooing to her mount all the time, Bet lavished the leaky prong over her open cunt. She rolled it over her bulging clitoris, which had already signalled the release of her juices on the drive back from the village. She was wet, willing and wanting and swung slightly to lodge some of the enormous horse cock into her.

She gained several inches easily, knowing her limits and Skew remained compliant as his prodder was lovingly stuffed into the human's hungry mott.

Happy with the penetration so far, Bet hung happily, her arms loose, her head under the stallion's chest as she let the natural rhythm of her equine fuck take over. Skew didn't react as if she was a young filly he would normally service, but his on the spot movement, stimulated by the knickers Bet had placed near his head and the scents from the phial, created just the right amount of sexual tension within him to keep his great todger rigid for as long as Bet planned.

Jo woke in the quiet farmhouse and rubbed her eyes sleepily. She remembered her search for riding clothes and realised she was still naked from the waist down. Unconcerned, she pulled on her knickers and skirt, giggling inwardly at what she had let Butch do to her and the amazing sight of Ed's cock spurting its seed.

The secret was indeed massive between them, but she would get a whole new set of riding clothes from her uncle. She decided to call in on Blaze again. Uncle Ed would be back soon. He could teach her some more about horsemanship. Jo saw Bet's shopping untidily piled on the kitchen table and called for her, but the house remained silent. The car was outside but still no sign of her aunt. Undaunted, Jo proceeded to the barn. The door was slightly open and stepping inside she could hear strange sounds from the far stalls.

She spotted Blaze who was happily munching hay. But the sounds were from two stalls further. A sort of high-pitched whine mixed with slurping sloppy wet noises intrigued Jo. It was definitely coming from Skew's area, should she check? He was such a huge animal, Jo wasn't sure what to do.

Almost fearfully, she peeped into the stall between the planks. She gasped at the sight of Bet urging the stallion on, patting his neck, scratching at his withers, hanging on his mane as her underslung body arched at his sturdy prong. Wonderment seared through Jo, trying to imagine how her aunt could get such a huge thing inside her, although she could see only a fraction of its length was inserted. Why was she doing it? The glassy eyed look on Bet's face was ample proof of the pleasure level.

As Jo stared at the bestial scene, a hard hand was clamped over her mouth and she was dragged backwards. She looked up, scared shitless until she saw Ed beaming down at her. His fingers went to his mouth to indicate silence and he winked. Jo nodded and the huge mitt dropped away and Ed joined her in a silent peep through the planks.

Suddenly Bet's strange whining increased to a crescendo of yelps, shouts and guttural grunts as her hands clenched white and she rammed herself fearlessly onto Skew's skewer. Her fanny sprayed the horse knob, Jo could see the profuse outpourings starting to drip from her crotch onto the straw. The stallion stood firm, letting the human take him as she had done so many times. He knew his reward would be a handful of mints.

Jo felt a cold shove under her skirt and spotted Butch behind her. Ed held her firm, one hand snaking down over her breast, she wasn't going anywhere anyway, enraptured with the bizarre scene. She actually widened her legs a little and the hound burrowed further. It felt rather nice she decided. Ed nodded in approval as the noises wound down behind the planks.

Bet was still, her head lolling and one hand sought inside her blouse, fondling her tits. Now and then she moaned softly and leaned up to kiss at her equine lover's neck. Ed whispered to Jo to follow him. They slowly stepped round the stall.

"Hi! Bet sweety,' he murmured.

Bet blinked, smiling, not disturbed by the intrusion, Ed would often have helped her. But she suddenly clocked her little wide eyed, blonde, niece beside Ed.

'Oh no it's Jo too,' she muttered and turned her head away in shame.

'It's Ok my lovely,' Ed comforted Bet, holding her head and kissing her as she begged him to help her down from her fuck cradle.

'Yes, but how can we explain this?" she moaned, untangling her feet from the straps.

'It's not a problem Bet," he murmured. "Jo is eager to learn lots of things and we can assist with her sex education. You know...It can be to our mutual satisfaction.'

He winked at Bet, who narrowed her eyes, then the realisation of his words crept over her.

"You know what I always wanted to do when we talked fantasies my sweety,' he whispered softly as he helped her upright. "It's sort of happened. Amazing really. It's OK. It's alright.

She's fine."

Bet finally stood, albeit shakily and leaning against Ed.

"You mean you have.....?" she asked falteringly.

Ed nodded with a huge grin.

"Jo knows all about Butch and me even. She's helped clean my rose ;cos you weren't here. Needed doing yeah?" he added.

"But how?... I mean... Oh never mind you naughty man," Bet chided him, watching Jo's smiling face.

She asked if Jo wanted to help? Jo was full of questions, but merely nodded. Her eyes were actually swivelling from the big swaying and still hard cock of the stallion to the stream of cunt outpourings down her auntie's thigh. The adults spotted this and took their opportunity. 'We could all help Skew to be happy as we are,' Bet murmured to Jo. 'Want to try?'

Again all she got was a gulp and a nod with the habitual straightening of spectacles on her full bodied nose. They told her that they all had to be naked first. Jo frowned and stepped back. The look on Bet's face was powerfully persuasive however. Ed and Bet gently started to remove her clothes. She meekly let them and soon they were gazing at her rotund young body, its ripe pinkness in contrast to their weathered torsos.

Ed grasped Skew's cock and started to rub it. Bet cupped the stud's balls and squeezed them slightly, cooing continually as Ed drew Jo nearer and told her kiss his rose.

'But it's been..... you know,' Jo muttered, nodding at Bet's crotch.

'Yes but that's Auntie Bet and she's very clean yeah?" argued Ed gently.

Jo was persuaded to bend and peck at the big shiny wet horse knob. Urged on to suck it, she did, although its massive girth prevented her from wrapping her lips round it. Ed increased his rubs, finding Jo's hands had joined his with the mutual equine masturbation, Skew was soon snorting to the roof, whinnying and seconds later, Jo's face was sluiced with thick white equine jism. She recoiled with a strangled screech as it shot out, reaching where she stood as Ed vigorously rubbed the big prick.

Skew fidgeted at the new sound from her uninitiated lips, but he soon calmed under Ed's soothing tones.

Bet joined Jo and shoved her face alongside her niece, gulping at the continuing flow. Jo realised the pleasure her aunt was enjoying and joined in, letting great globs of the hot sticky substance splash her nude body.

The flow subsided and the three humans finally stood triumphantly as Skew neighed softly and blew through his nostrils. Ed tenderly wiped a blob of the stuff from over Jo's eye, then daringly swiped at another on her breast. The little bulge, barely visible over the fleshy frame of her chest, was capped by the tiny bulb of her nipple. This stuck out quite prominently however and he licked his lips. Bet saw him.

'Let's go inside eh?' she suggested.

After peering from the barn to see that the coast was clear, the three scurried indoors, carrying their clothes. Ed's little cock flapping, Bet's pendulous tits wobbling and Jo's buttocks quivering. Giggling wildly including Jo at the daring doings, followed by a barking Butch, they dashed upstairs, Jo finding that the jism was already hardening on her skin.

'You lay down Ed,' said Bet. 'That's right and you kneel that side Jo and I'll kneel this side.

Butch lie!'

The dog did as told in the corner.

Bet grabbed Ed's little plonker and worked it hard.

'You play with his balls. Cute aren't they?" Bet told Jo.

The girl did this a bit too zealously and he yelped until she adjusted her grip.

'He's my house stallion. You can have all kinds of stallions. Not just horses," Bet told Jo, as his minuscule erection burgeoned.

'Do you want to ride a stallion too?' asked Bet gently.

Jo was puzzled.

'Ed always wanted a little mare or filly to play with and you could be that. It must be an enormous secret between us,' emphasised Bet.

'Yeah! Just as the last hour has been. I'll tell you all about it Bet," Ed added, seeing Bet's frown.

Bet and Jo glanced at each other, Jo nodding tentatively, wondering whether all the secrets should be revealed.

Ed explained to Bet that Jo and he already had an understanding. Bet mocked anger at Ed, but cast it aside, she was so hyped up at the illicit ideas meandering through her brain. Yes - this was her sister's kid. Yes - she was only 12, today. Yes - she was probably a virgin, but if no one knew about it, they could bribe Jo to stay silent... Fuck it!

'You willing to try things, like riding big Ed the house stallion?' Bet giggled. "Think of it as an extra birthday surprise."

'It'll be very nice. Might hurt a teeny bit at first but that's all,' Ed murmured to Jo. 'But with Auntie Bet here, she will take care of that and you'll soon forget that and it'll be easy afterwards.'

'Yes alright. If you're sure," murmured Jo quietly.

Bet nodded firmly and rummaged in a drawer. With a triumphant shout she rejoined them on the bed as Jo wondered what would happen to her. Her hand was still clamped on Ed's hard throbbing cock and he obviously liked that. Seconds later, a strange looking rubbery thing encased Ed's prick as Bet rolled Jo over and peered between her thighs.

'Yes it's fine. Lovely little one Ed. You're beautiful Jo darling,' came the sweet words of encouragement as her tender little fanny was explored.

'She got a hymen?" asked Ed.

'Yes there's a hymen,' Bet told him. 'But it's not too tight.'

"You needn't worry darling. Your mum will probably explain what a hymen is one day," said Ed.

Bet swiped him a stern glance at the mention of Kathy as Jo's eyes slightly clouded, then she swiped her hand unnoticed by Jo, through her own cunt flaps and transferred the dribbled mess over Jo's tiny slit.

'Climb over Uncle Ed darling,' urged Bet.

He gazed happily up at her rotund tummy and her fledgling tits as Bet encouraged Jo to lower onto his tool. Reminded that there would be a little pain first, Jo winced when there was quite a lot. A few up and down movements were prompted, until suddenly she felt a little snap inside, a short searing pain shot through her and she found Ed's prick surging upwards.

'Ride him gently Jo. Your own pace,' prompted Bet who guided her through the motions.

Soon she found that she could ride as if trotting on the strangely exciting prong inside her.

Bet called for Butch who eagerly joined them. Onto her elbows and knees immediately, the fifty-two-year-old sexual athlete urged the dog to snuffle her uptilted rear, which Jo stared at. Never had she seen such a conglomeration of floppy dark edged labia, which hung open, obviously dripping wet and the dark tangled forest of pubic hair.

It amazed Jo, who forgot what she was doing for a moment.

'Keep riding me,' Ed reminded her as he urged on Butch.

Soon the collie dog was mounted on his mistress and ramming at her vacant and very hungry cunt. His forelegs wrapped her waist, his tongue slavered her back and his back arched violently as he fucked Bet, urged on by yelps and squeaks.

Jo vacantly enjoyed the sensations searing through her, mesmerised by the strange scene at her side. Ed felt his jism rising

'Think I'm cumming Bet,' Ed spluttered, surging his groin up at his niece's young twat. Bet slung her hand under and frigged on her clitty, her face squashed between the twin jelly like mounds of her bosoms and the sheets. Jo saw, with wondrous eyes, the strained expression build up on both of the adults' faces. Now they were shouting to each other.

Lots of 'Yeesses', 'Oooos' and 'Ahhhs' almost deafened the young one until grunts and sudden grasps of her waist drove Jo hard down onto Ed's cock. Jo's stretched cunt was zinging now.

For some reason, her uncle's hairy bush was making a little spot down there very warm and tingly and she felt spasms shooting through the mysterious inside bits that her relatives obviously placed great importance in.

The pain was gone, it did hurt and she hadn't shown it as she felt it and now this gratifying warmth was flooding through her. Ed's last move was to nip her titty buds. Pain again but once again hot, searing tingling pain and she yelped. Ed gurgled, grunted, then roared as he bucked up at his sturdy niece.

Bet screamed in unison, her butt swaying, Butch trying to hold on, until she collapsed and they all lay panting on the crumpled bed. Butch slunk off and licked his red raw cock.

Later, the three discussed everything. Jo declared it was some birthday. Ed declared they had opened up a whole new world and Bet agreed although a bit concerned how they would manage the secret.

But they would, they surely would, she giggled.

The end