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