As our modern society becomes increasingly urbanized and the overall family structure weaker, we are seeing more of the phenomenon known as amorality.
Newspapers today carry accounts of people who have never learned about good and bad, people who have never placed any value on human life, simply doing whatever a momentary whim dictated. The pervasive corruption in a high political office today offers yet another example.
The young girls in this story are girls of the present. Living lives of existential hedonists, they refuse to worry about tomorrow. Their main concern is for today, and the pleasures it brings. For them, sex is merely something to be enjoyed, carrying neither emotional ties nor moral overtones.
COUSIN'S HORSE HUNGER-the story of young women who embody the lifestyle of many in our society, a presentiment of what the future holds. Their story holds a lesson for us all.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
Cindy Williams frowned, putting her slender fingers up to her mouth and peering through the gathering darkness. What on earth could her cousins be doing in the barn?
Kathy and Ginger Williams were sneaking off more and more from the house after dinner, giggling softly while making sure no one followed them. This hadn't been the family-style visit Cindy had expected when she came out from Los Angeles. Her cousins had been cordial, of course, but that was it. This sneaking around may not have caught the attention of her aunt and uncle, but it certainly aroused Cindy's interest.
I have to find out what's happening in there, she thought, rubbing her damp palms on her thighs and starting to pick her way carefully through the tall weeds growing near the big red wooden barn. She stopped, looking over her shoulder to make certain she was alone. Behind her, the windows of the sprawling ranch-style house gleamed brightly with lights from within. Cindy turned back, tiptoeing over the damp grass toward the barn. A gentle breeze from the north lifted" the blonde hair from her shoulders as the pretty teenager drew up to the door.
They hadn't locked it! Pushing the barn door open, Cindy stuck her head in, blinking several times as she searched the area for Kathy and Ginger. Swallowing her fear, Cindy stepped in, carefully closing the door behind her. She stood still for a while, cocking her head to one side, listening for some sign of her cousins. There was some soft giggling in the distance-down by the horse stalls.
Were they fucking some boy? Cindy and her cousins had talked about guys and fucking the last time she was here six months ago. Were they fucking now? The thought of someone fucking nearby sent electric Chills racing through her pussy. Cindy moved forward carefully, the rub of her swelling cuntlips against her clit making her shiver with each step. That awful hot tingly itch in her virgin pussy was starting up again as the sounds of those lewd giggles grew louder. She could almost imagine the two girls with their boyfriends rolling around in the hay while no one was the wiser. And there she was, alone with the hot chills that flashed up along her inner thighs and made her cunt itch and burn so!
"Ohhhhh!" someone gasped.
Cindy stopped dead in her tracks. That sigh chilled her blood. They were doing something back there in the horse stalls! Instinctively, the girl knew it from the sounds of those groans. For a second, Cindy thought about turning around and sneaking out of the barn. She was intruding. Apparently Kathy and Ginger found a guy and preferred not to share him with her. Then curiosity got the better of her. Supporting herself with one outstretched hand against the old stalls, Cindy stole farther into the barn, wrinkling her nose up at the increasingly strong smell of shit and piss.
"Ummmm, that's it. Oh yes, that's it, that's it!"
It was Ginger! But how low her voice was! And how excited she sounded! Now Cindy could see a dim glow of yellowish light coming from one of the far stalls. Narrowing her eyes, the girl slipped closer and closer until she was nearly at the opening. Her heart was pounding while sweat beaded up on her forehead.
"Oh, it's so gooooood!" Kathy moaned.
Cindy bit down hard on her lower lip, hesitating again about peering in. In a rush of emotion, she moved forward to see what was happening.
"Oh!" she gasped.
What the blonde teen discovered was something she never would have guessed possible. There was no stud there. There was no man fucking Kathy and Ginger. At first Cindy could only see her cousins. That was obscene enough! Ginger had stripped off her clothes completely and was on her hands and knees, her bare ass bobbing up and down in the air. The plump white globes of her ass were slicked with something, glistening. Her elbows were bent slightly while her head was hanging down. The way her ass was angled up, Cindy could see several swatches of the girl's brown cuntal hair as it poked teasingly up from between her splayed thighs.
Behind Ginger was Kathy, also naked. She was stretched out on the floor, lying on her back. One hand was fluttering over her cunt, the fingers fucking in and out while her palm rubbed steadily from side to side against her swollen clit. Her legs bent frequently, the knees rising up to her tits only to flop back down to the hay-strewn floor. Both girls moaned regularly, their bodies quivering with excitement.
It was then that Cindy saw the dog-the large black Doberman with his ass facing Kathy's toes. Cindy couldn't see her cousin's face too well because the girl had wedged her head between the dog's hind legs! She was . . . oh God, she was sucking his cock! Yes, her lips were wrapped tightly around the animal's long red boner and she was bobbing her head up and down on that thing. Her sister was telling her to stop so she could have the dog fuck her. It was a conversation Cindy couldn't believe!
"Come on, Kathy. Come on," Ginger whined impatiently, drawing her thighs more tightly together and bobbing her ass up and down. "You can't have Caesar all the time. I want to fuck him. You've been sucking his prick now for enough time."
"Ummmmm," the other teenager moaned, fucking two fingers into her cunt and rubbing them up and down until her groans became high pitched.
"I said come on-or I'll hit the dog and make him go away."
"Uhhhffff! Ohhh, okay! You had him practically all night last week. I don't see why you gotta have your own way all the time," Kathy said angrily, shaking the loose blonde hair from her face while rubbing the back of one hand over her lips.
"That's it, boy, that's it . . . ohhhh, it feels soooo good having you on me!"
Cindy leaned heavily against one wall, making sure she remained in the shadows. She was standing nearly in front of the opened stall now, her pert little ass pressed hard against the splintery wood behind. It was incredible! If someone had told her this was happening, she would have thought they were crazy! But there it was, taking place right in front of her eyes. Her two cousins were doing things with the dog, fucking and sucking him!
"My God!" Quickly, she stifled her audible comments, putting one hand against her lips and swallowing hard.
No, she couldn't let them know she was there. God only knows what they would do to her. But she stayed, her feet sinking gently in the soft hay on the floor. And, to her own surprise, the girl found herself becoming more and more excited over what was happening in front of her.
"Oh, I can feel it, Kathy! I can feel his cock! It's rubbing up against the backs of my legs!" the brunette cried excitedly. w
"He's gonna stick it in real soon! Boy, he was hot! I could feel his cock jerking around inside my mouth when I was sucking him off. He's really gonna fuck you good, Ginger!"
"He's doing it now! Oh wow, oh wow! He's fucking me now!"
Cindy pressed her fingertips harder against her mouth, feeling her knees weakening. She could feel the heat rising between her legs. Her pussy walls were buckling from the heat as she watched the perverse scene in front of her.
"Ummmm, this dog is hot! Oh wow, it's great feeling him fucking me this way!" Ginger cried, throwing her head back.
It was like watching some horror movie. Except there it was in real life. Cindy's eyes raced from one girl to the other, her heart beating so hard she thought for sure one of her cousins might hear it! But they were too involved with Caesar to worry about her. Cindy found herself whimpering through her flared nostrils, her knees knocking against one another as a strange hotness washed over her flesh. Her pussy was growing hotter and wetter. Her big tits were driving her crazy, the nipples stiffening and scratching itchily against her bra. The ache in her tit tips increased as she watched Ginger being covered more and more by the black muscular body of that big dog.
"Oh wow, wow, his cock's so big! And he's u splitting me open, Kathy, really fucking me hard!"
"Told you he was hot!"
"Yeah, but this . . . uhhhhhh!"
Kathy was kneeling now, finger-fucking herself while watching her sister being mounted by the handsome animal. His forelegs were wrapped around the girl's upper chest while his rear legs moved around her ass. His stubby tail wagged rapidly from side to side while his thighs began a regular kind of fucking motion. Yes, he was fucking Ginger, fucking his knobby prick in and out while the other girl was freaking out with excitement.
"Ohhhhhh!"
Ginger's shivery moans made Cindy gasp for more air. It felt as if someone were choking her.
"It's freaky feeling . . . uhhh . . . all those bumps inside me!"
"Yeah, I know. I almost gagged when I was sucking him off."
"Wouldn't Cindy freak if she knew what we were doing!"
Cindy flushed with embarrassment, almost announcing her presence at that last comment. Again common sense came to her and she remained in the dark area.
"Ummmmm, who cares about her now? This is good. He's reamin' me out, Kathy. Oh wow, wow! He's burnin' me up with his cock!"
Cindy felt her cunt swelling more and more as pussy juice trickled from between her legs. There were goose bumps all over her neck and the backs of her arms and legs as the two girls worked over the growling Doberman. There were times when Cindy thought she would actually faint from the excitement rushing through her body. It was awful to feel something like that while watching an obscene act like this. But there was nothing she could do to stop the coursing feelings scorching her veins. A knot of tension formed between her belly and cunt, taking her breath away while Ginger bobbed her plump ass up and down harder.
"Oooooooo! I'm gonna cum," Ginger said, her voice raspier than before.
"Let him do it some more," Kathy groaned, falling back on her ass now.
Kathy was leaning against one wall, strands of her blonde hair covering her face. Her eyes were half closed while her lower jaw hung open. She was whipping her hips up and down, fucking her fingers while watching her sister getting fucked by the big Doberman.
"Can't . . . can't hold back. Oh, Kathy!"
Ginger spun out of control. She was bobbing and jerking her ass from left to right while the big animal hung on for dear life. She could hear the dog's howling, high-pitched whines. Was he shooting? Was he firing his load of doggie-cum into Ginger's pussy? A strange kind of roar exploded in her head as Ginger kept telling her sister about the dog's cock.
"It's . . . oh God, it's getting bigger, I think! And he's . . . oh yeah, yeahhhh, he's shooting jizz into me!"
"How does it feel?" Kathy asked, tightening her thighs around her probing fingers.
"Ummmmmmm!"
Cindy felt the walls of her hot cunt buckling again. How she wanted that sensation, the feeling of being really filled, of being fucked. All thoughts of the morality carefully nurtured by her mother all these years went out the window as she watched her cousin Ginger getting fucked out of her mind by a dog.
"Oh, yessss!" Kathy was cumming, too.
Cindy watched the girl jerking her legs outward, then rolling onto one side and curling up into a fetal position. Her asscheeks jiggled and jounced from the violent jerking movements she was making. And all the while cousin Ginger was moaning to the animal, almost cooing as he fucked her.
"Good doggie, good Caesar! Oh, that's it, that's it!"
The girl's movements were slowing down.
Cindy could see, the fucking was over,. Gathering what will she had left, the girl pushed herself from the stall. Cindy had to use all her concentration not to stumble and all. Her head spinning around and around, images assailing her from every corner, it was nothing short of a miracle that she made it to the barn door. "Oh my God!"
The next moment she found herself standing outside, her shoulderblades pressed hard against the barn door that was now shut tightly. The lights of the big house ahead of her still burned brightly. Inside, her aunt and uncle were seated before the TV, not suspecting their daughters were fucking the dog. And there behind her Cindy knew Kathy and Ginger were finishing up their unholy fucknig session with Caesar.
The blonde teenager took in deep lungfuls of air trying to calm herself down. That breeze was increasing now while flat, black-gray clouds scudded across the darkening sky. There might be a storm coming. But it couldn't match the fury of the sexual storm in Cindy's head.
"What will I do?"
The question burning in her mind, Cindy stumbled across the yard and walked into the kitchen. Thank goodness her aunt wasn't in here. She was certain she couldn't carry on an intelligent conversation with anyone. Surely her aunt and uncle would suspect something if they were to talk with her now. "Cindy?"
"Uh, yes, Aunt Helen-I just stepped outside for a little while. I'm tired," Cindy said, her fingers tightening on the handrail of the broad stairway. "It looks like it's going to rain."
"Goodness me. And the girls are still out. Harry, maybe you should go out and find those rascals," her aunt said with concern.
"Oh no! I . . . I saw them coming up the road. They'll be in soon," Cindy said, her heart skipping a beat. Surely they'd realize ; they were tardy in getting in and finish up with the dog.
"Well, I suppose. Goodnight, dear."
Cindy mumbled an answer, her legs nearly failing her as she climbed the stairs. Each movement was excruciating. The rub of her cuntlips against each other seemed to draw out what little strength she had.
"My name is Cindy. My name's Cindy," she said over and over, throwing herself over the small narrow bed.
Cindy hugged the crushed pillow tightly to her face, breathing regularly, very aware of the pulsing itch between her legs. She wasn't tired. How her pulse raced while her clothes clung uncomfortably to her sweat-dampened flesh. Again and again she saw Ginger down on all fours in the barn stall, bobbing her ass around while her sister was shouting words of sexual encouragement. And her sister! Why, she had been sucking off the dog!
"Uhhhh!" Another powerful spasm passed through her pussy.
Cindy rolled onto her ass, sliding her hands behind her head and staring up at the ceiling through the darkness. It was very quiet outside. The wind had died down a bit. She could hear her cousins walking over the loose gravel down below, their voices subdued. There was something else down there, something besides the two of them. Caesar! That burning itch in her cunt was growing more intense, more heated.
"What's happening to me? Dear God in heaven, what's happening to me?"
She shook her head, hot salty tears burning on her cheeks. Impossible! She couldn't be having the same feelings Ginger and Kathy had, could she? And yet . . . and yet there she was, lying on her side now, listening not for her cousins but for the animal! Yes, she was listening for the animal, her heart quickening when she heard Ginger and Kathy coming up the stairs.
"And you think Mom knows?"
There was a pause, filled with more muffled giggling as they passed Cindy's door.
"No, no way. Besides, we've just been doing it a little bit."
"Yeah, but I know we're gonna do more, right?"
"Right."
Their voices died away as they moved down the long carpeted upstairs hall. There was the sound of doors closing. And then silence.
Cindy lay awake, still dressed, her heart beating so rapidly she thought it would burst. Rolling her head to one side, the girl stared at the illuminated dial of her alarm clock. Eleven-thirty now. Soon her aunt and uncle would go to bed. That would leave her the only one awake in the house. And there below somewhere was Caesar!
No, no, she couldn't sink that low! Cindy curled her fingers into tight fists until the nails creased the palms. She couldn't do that. But as she lay there, the blonde teenager knew that was exactly what she would do.
CHAPTER TWO
Cindy stubbed her toe as she walked quietly through the darkened living room. There wasn't a sound in the big farmhouse as she glided through the hall and into the kitchen. There the quiet hum of the refrigerator filled the room. Still the girl found no dog. Perhaps they had left him outside. Cindy walked to the sink, peering out through the window into the back yard. The moon illuminated the large yard, silvering Aunt Helen's small vegetable garden and the flowers bordering the rear area of the yard.
"Caesar?" She mouthed the dog's name, the sound of it thrilling her.
A dog! A damned, silly dog! And it was doing this to her. Movement! Cindy tensed, her fingers curling around the porcelain top of the sink. There he was! The large black Doberman roaming through the back yard, sniffing at the cabbage roses bordering Aunt Helen's garden.
Again Cindy paused. She knew she could stop this now. She could turn around and go into her bedroom. No one would be the wiser. But nothing could turn her around now. She had seen the dog fucking Ginger, and curiosity and sexual arousal were taking over the young girl. Swallowing hard again, Cindy pushed herself away from the sink and walked to the back door.
"Caesar!" She watched him raise his head and turn around. He was staring curiously at her, his big brown eyes shining in the moonlight. He looked as if he were some hellhound risen from the dead for a haunting. Cindy put one hand up to her heart. "Caesar, come to me. Come to Cindy."
She felt a little more confident now, bending forward slightly and clapping her hands lightly together.
"Come on, boy, I'm not going to hurt you," she said in a playful tone.
Caesar hesitated for another moment, then dipped his head down and trotted over to Cindy. At the touch of his warm, furry head the girl stiffened. She ran her fingers through his short hair, feeling the ticklish sensation race through her body. He was so powerful, so overwhelming. She looked upward, checking out the upstairs bedroom windows. No one was up. She hadn't aroused any suspicions. A wry smile crossed her lips. Her cousins were thinking her so square, so out of it. If only they knew how much she'd seen there in the barn. And now, here she was, nearly on her knees with their pet lover! The smile broadened. Cindy briskly rubbed the animal's head with her hands, then stood up.
"Come on, boy, come on." Closing the back door quietly behind her, Cindy slipped along the side of the house, Caeser in tow. "Just follow me, Caesar, just follow."
She went the long way to the barn, ducking under the flowering apple trees just in case her cousins or aunt or uncle might be peeping out the window. It was the only safe place, the only area where she could have Caesar to herself. Her fingers were icy and trembling as she opened the barn door and slipped in. The dog followed, nudging the backs of her legs with his cold, black snout.
What should she do first? What should she do at all? Moving quickly beyond the empty stalls formerly occupied by stud horses, she and Caesar slipped to the end where she had seen Ginger and Kathy fuck the animal. Caesar stopped some ten feet from the stalls, giving her a curious stare. Cindy stretched one hand forward, flicking on the small yellow bulb that illuminated the immediate area. Quickly, she undressed, holding her breath part of the time, feeling the sexy rub of her blouse over her tits.
"That's it, boy, that's it!"
Cindy stepped from her skirt, tossing it in the corner with her blouse. Reaching back, she unhooked her bra, feeling the stiff material slipping over her nipples. It was as if she were undressing for a lover. Letting the garments fall to the ground, she got on her hands and knees, calling softly to the big animal.
"Here, Caesar, here."
Cindy could hardly speak. Her throat was so tight. The Doberman still stood in front of the stall, unsure of what to do for a few moments. Then he moved forward, sniffing the air. Yes, she could smell it too! It was her cunt-hot, thickly running with pussy juice. The dog caught the scent and growled deep in his throat. It was the same growl Cindy had heard when he fucked his cock into Ginger's cunt.
Another rush of excitement made her flesh pucker up into goose pimples. Yes, he was going to fuck her, fuck her just as he'd fucked her cousin. The thought of being raped by this animal, having her cherry torn from her by this dog heightened the arousal already burning into her cuntal walls. Cindy moved forward a little more, the hay tickling the sensitive spots between her fingers. Her tits swung forward like two fleshy pendulums while her ass bobbed slowly with her crawling motion.
"Caesar . . . yes, that's it, boy, that's it. Come on and touch me."
Her panties clung to her puffy cuntlips. Cindy let out another groan as the dog padded forward. She could hear his heavy breathing alternating with the low, steady growl coming from that powerful throat. Cindy stared at the approaching beast. He was so big, so muscular. She watched him slink into the small stall, every move so graceful, so overwhelming.
Cindy cinched her eyes shut, shuddering as she felt him nosing her left tit. He hefted her tit with his snout, sniffing around, then moved back to her ass. Yes, she could feel his breath panting against her flesh!
Many times Cindy had thought about letting a guy fuck her. She had had several dates where Jack Hennessey tried sticking his hand up her skirt while tonguing her nearly into ecstasy. How she had moaned at his touch while he stuck his finger into her cunt! But then the frowning face of her mother floated in front of her. No, she couldn't do it. But out here in the country things seemed different. She felt more free, more alive. And now, hunching down on her hands and knees, Cindy felt the heat increase between her white, shivering thighs as the big dog nudged around her panties. "Ummmm!"
There! She felt his tongue cut a broad swath across her ass-cheek. He was licking slowly at first, poking his head around to see what she was doing. Cindy only bobbed her ass around a little, prancing for more sensation, more of the touch of that wonderful hot, wet tongue on her ass.
"Oh, lick me, lick my ass good, doggie!"
Where were those horrid words coming from? Where was her daring, her courage coming from? The girl marveled at her own bravado as she knelt there, jerking her ass from side to side. She was the one who wouldn't even touch a boy's prick. And here she was, letting an animal lick her ass, touch her pussy with his tongue-even though it was through her nylon panties at this point. Yes, and it felt so shamelessly good! Throwing her head from side to side, feeling the silky sweep of her hair over her whitening knuckles, Cindy was getting eager for more.
The dog's tongue slid up higher, along the insides of her thighs. Cindy hunkered down, her elbows bending out just as Ginger's had moments before the Doberman had mounted her. Mounted! What a sexy-sounding word. It summed up all the thrill of fucking with a beast.
"Uhhhh . . . ohhhhhh!" The Doberman's licking was intoxicating! Whimpering hotly through her flared nostrils, Cindy cried for the dog to lick her harder. "More, more!"
Ginger had done the same thing, hadn't she? Yes, Cindy distinctly remembered her cousin begging the dog to fuck her harder while she pressed one cheek against the ground.
Caesar was growling louder now. The taste and smell of her cunt juices soaking through her panties was exciting him. His tongue stretched out, brushing over the narrow band of nylon again and again. Cindy moaned, moving down against the dog's face. She shoved her hips back, arching her spine while rubbing her pussy against his maw. Oh, oh, how good it was having the Doberman licking her crotch! Because the material was so soaked, Cindy could feel the tongue against her cuntlips as if there were no panties at all!
Shifting position, turning slightly, Cindy felt' the wet nylon pressing harder against her inner cuntlips. The pressure was forcing her pussylips wider apart. Cindy heard the dog growling more loudly. She jerked her thighs again, the tendons bulging.
"Oh, this can't be this good, it just can't be this good," she moaned again and again.
Caesar opened his mouth wide, pressing his long fangs into her thigh. He was biting her gently, teasing the quivering flesh, drawing yet another deep moan from the girl.
"Uhhhhhhh!" Cindy sucked in a ragged breath. Caesar let go for a second, then moved up and bit higher. The explosion of heat on her skin made her heart pound wildly in her chest. "Oh Caesar . . . oh this is so good, it's so good!"
Never before in her life had Cindy imagined herself doing something like this. How good it felt as the animal pushed his muscular shoulders between her legs. She could feel her cunt opening more and more under the constant thrusting of the dog's maw! The slick bumps and hollows were quivering for more sensation. Cindy cried and groaned, desperately trying to keep as quiet as she could for fear of waking her relatives.
Kathy had sucked off the dog. Well, that was going too far. But this was so good. And now she could feel the sloppy nylon crotch panel twisting to one side, falling to the right and exposing her swollen outer cuntlips. The dog pulled back yet again, blinking, studying the glistening patch of pussy fur and the dark-pink cunt meat beneath it. Cindy curled her fingers into the loose hay, feeling she would surely die from the incredible heat burning through her pussy. Caesar growled again, then lunged forward, licking the tender cunt flesh that had been uncovered. "Ohhhhh!"
The dog seemed to go mad. He was more excited than ever. He stuck his nose against her wet pussy, raising one of his paws and bracing it against her ass-cheek. Cindy loved that feel, the sensation of his long nose rubbing up and down against the flooded slick folds of her cunt. She knew her hot cunt juice was wetting the stubby fur around his mouth. It was so unreal. All of it was so unreal! Turning around and shaking the haze from her brain for a second, Cindy saw the dog's muzzle wet and sloppy with her pussy juices. She moaned as . the tongue moved up, up, touching her clit, sending showers of sparks radiating down into her pussy.
"Oh, oh, ohhhhh!" Could she got through with it? Was she as brave as her cousins? Could she lose her innocence to a . . . a Doberman?
Another lick. Cindy was only half aware of what was happening. The touch of that tongue, the feel of it skewering her pussy, fucking into her cunt was too much. And yet . . . and yet strangely enough, it wasn't enough. Something deep inside her was wanting more sensation, more touch, more hardness and heat. That was something she knew only a cock could give her.
"Caesar?" The dog paused, backing up a third time, cocking his head and staring at the girl. "Fuck me . . . oh yes, fuck me!"
Obscene, half-formed images of dogs fucking women drifted through her mind as Caesar lifted one paw and rested it lightly against her ass. Cindy snapped her head up, her eyes shut tightly, her nostrils flaring while her lower jaw dropped.
"Oh God, God, I can't stand it . . . I just can't stand it," she whispered. "Do it, Caesar, fuck me. Fuck me just like you fucked Ginger. Oh please, please!"
She was bobbing her ass in the air, begging this Doberman to fuck her. The teenager laughed harshly, the laughter quickly turning to a moan as the Doberman increased the lusty rub of his rough tongue over her cunt. There was an increasing sense of heat in her pussy, an increase that told the girl she was close to cumming.
"Oh, fuck me, fuck me, Caesar!"
The dog needed no further encouragement. He slipped both paws around her lower back, nosing her ass before sliding up onto her back. Cindy groaned, her spine curving downward from the sudden weight. She shuddered, the short fur on the dog's belly tickling her ass flesh excruciatingly. She felt his forelegs wrapping more tightly around her waist, the claws on his paws leaving short little red marks as Caesar experimented with position.
"Oh yes, yes, it's so good this way, Caesar, it's soooo good!"
The Doberman slipped up a little farther, his hind legs pattering nervously behind her. Cindy moaned. She felt his head resting between her shoulder blades, felt his warm panting breath on the back of her neck. He was almost all the way onto her now, his body warming hers. She felt warm, protected, safe while the large animal jerked his muscular ass up and down.
There was that knobby prick she'd seen earlier. His cock had speared her cousin's cunt quickly, turning Ginger into a crazy person, now Cindy could understand why her young cousin had behaved in that disgraceful way. Caesar whimpered, hugging her hard while moving his head from side to side impatiently. Cindy knew he was struggling to find her hot little cunthole. She could feel the tentative jabs of his prick as he tried fucking his hard-on into her pussy.
She felt the dog hunkering down for power, his hind legs shuddering against the backs of her thighs. The growls coming from his chest were much lower now, lasting a long period of time as he tried fucking his cock again and again into her cunthole.
"Uhhhhh!"
Suddenly, the dog's prick fucked into the young girl's wet pussy.
Cindy groaned, the muscles jutting from her neck while her eyelids fluttered from the sensation of being fucked. Yes, yes, she could understand now why so many people loved this. Fucking. Fucking with this dog. There could be no other feeling like it in the world. Her fingers curled harder against the dirt floor as Caesar fucked his cock deeper into her cunt. Cindy felt her cunt exploding, the walls shrinking down against the invading cock and milking it while her sphincter went into itchy spasms of sexual heat. More cunt juice dribbled from her violated cunt hole, trickling down the backs of her thighs, wetting down Caesar's furry balls. The big animal yipped, pulling out a bit, then shoving down harder. Her pussy was tight.
Raising one hand from the dirt, Cindy pushed her shaky fingers back, back to her cuntal mound. Oh, how soaked her pussy was! And how swollen! Was that just her own excitement, or was she swollen with the dog's cockmeat? Again, the thought of having her pussy fucked by a dog's prick sent her spinning out of control. Cindy snapped her head from left to right, feeling her body glowing with a new heat while the Doberman hugged her tightly and fucked in. "Ohhhhh!"
Her cherry! He was pressing the tip of his fucker against her cherry! Cindy ground her teeth together, letting out a stifled moan as the pressure turned the pleasure into a straining kind of hurt. She backed down, nearly shaking the moaning animal from her back. Caesar couldn't understand the difficulty and began fucking hard and fast. There was a wild moment, a moment of white-hot intensity when the animal kept rubbing his prick against her clit.
Then the two of them, woman and dog, erupted into climax together. Shivering, moaning loudly, Cindy felt her elbows collapsing, her forehead striking the dirt floor of the stall while the Doberman shot his load of dog-cum into her cunt.
"Ummmmmmm!"
Cindy felt the animal's cum gushing against her pussy walls, filling her up like a balloon while her cuntal muscles grabbed and held tightly onto the fucking cock. Again and again the spasms rocked her, taking her breath away. Cindy felt her cunt clamping down on the dog's pointed boner at least three times for every spasm shaking through Caesar's prick.
When the fucking was over, the girl found herself stretched belly down on the hay. Raising her head slowly, she felt a cramping pain in her neck and shoulders. Oh, what she had done! Thoughts of her mother and a vague sense of guilt drifted through her mind. Caesar was curled up nearby, licking his prick. Cindy shivered, gathering her clothes quickly and dressing as fast as she could. Leaving the barn after tucking in her blouse, the blonde teenager sneaked back into the rear of the house, certain no one had seen her.
"Thank God I still have my cherry," she whispered to herself, flopping down onto her bed and wondering what on earth the new day would bring.
"Yeah, I'm glad Daddy finally bought him. He's been talking about it for weeks. Isn't he something else, Cindy?" Ginger glanced at her cousin.
"Oh, yes, he's beautiful," the blonde teenager agreed, resting her chin on the warm wooden fence pole.
Her uncle was parading a three-year-old black stallion around the Small corral near the barn, jerking the long black leather lead at times when the handsome animal began pulling back. Several of the ranch hands were sitting casually on the other side of the corral, eyeing the girls, then looking at the animal.
Cindy ignored the men staring at her, her eyes settling on the horse's fat cock wiggling with every step he took. It had been three days since that episode with Caesar . . .
When she awoke the day after fucking the dog, Cindy had thought she had been dreaming. Reality made her gasp at the idea that she had actually gone into the barn and let that Doberman fuck her! Moaning, the girl rolled onto her belly, covering her face in shame. She could still feel the Doberman's body pressing against hers. And there was the sensation of his cock fucking her, his forelegs wrapped around her chest and nearly choking the air from her lungs while he pumped wildly behind her.
It was a miracle Caesar hadn't ruptured her cherry. Cindy wrapped her arms tightly around herself, feeling so spacy and creepy. She'd really done it this time. Never again! No, she wouldn't let herself slip again, no matter how many times she saw her cousins sneaking into the barn to fuck the Doberman.
For days, she remembered the touch of the dog's tongue, the feel of his body against hers. Cindy found herself shaking whenever Caesar came into the room and stared at her. She tried dropping her eyes, moving to another room, anything to end this kind of insanity. But nothing worked. At night she thought of the animal, thought of the way he drew his tongue over her cunt. It was an obsession, one the young teenager was having difficulty dealing with . . .
"I'll bet Daddy's not gonna have trouble finding a mate for this stallion," Ginger said, slyly winking at the blushing Cindy.
"What?"
"Oh, you know," Ginger said. "He bought this horse to mate around the valley. Ranchers will be calling up left and right once they get a look at him."
"Yeah . . . can you imagine getting fucked by something like that?"
Kathy's question sent a rill of excitement rushing up and down Cindy's spine. It was all she could do to keep her composure while she watched that fat black horse-cock swinging from side to side.
"I never thought about it," Cindy sniffed, her eyes sweeping over the curving lines of the stallion's muscles.
How his black body shone under the brilliant sun. And how proud he looked! His long mane shivered with each toss of his big head. And all the while his brown eyes flashed. He was staring at the men, then staring at the girls. Cindy felt her heart contract as she curled her fingers more tightly around the warm wood. Dear God, what was happening to her?
"Oh sure, I'll just bet you never thought about getting fucked by a horse," Kathy retorted, giggling when Cindy shot her a nasty glance.
"Don't look so huffy," Ginger said, turning away from the horse and staring at the ranch hands who were now staring back. "We talked all the time about doing it. I haven't, but I sure want to."
Cindy wanted to say something. She wanted to tell her what she'd seen in the barn. But the girl swallowed her words, noticing two of the men swaggering over their way.
"Uh-oh, here comes Hank and Jack," Ginger said, frowning a little.
"What's wrong with them?" Cindy said, glad for the change in topic. Again she cast another glance at the good-looking animal now being led off to the barn.
"Nothing. We think they're both sexy. It's just that we don't wanna give 'em that impression. No sense in a girl looking too . . . I guess forward or something," Kathy said, shaking loose hair from her face and affecting a lofty expression.
Again Cindy thought of the two girls, of the way she'd seen them rutting under the dog as he licked and fucked. Well, that was their business. She was about to go when Hank stepped in her direction. He was a handsome man, she had to admit, with dark, laughing eyes. Glancing to one side, she saw Ginger giving her a dirty look.
"I haven't met you. You must be the girl's cuz from L.A. Name's Hank . . . Hank Jenkins," he said, offering her his hand.
"Cindy Williams," she murmured, slipping her hand into his. He was squeezing her fingers gently, rubbing his palm against hers. She was feeling something again, that warming heat making her cuntlips pucker against one another.
"You're sure as good-lookin' as the rest of 'em. The family must be something else at a reunion," Hank said, drawing his hand away.
For a second Cindy thought he was going to pull her forward and kiss her. She sighed with relief and a little disappointment when he backed away and rubbed the back of his neck. How awful it was, feeling this aroused with her cousins sitting there looking gloomily at her. His buddy Jack was moving over to them now, hands on his hips, a cocky smile on his thick, sensuous lips. Cindy had suddenly become the center of attention, something she really didn't want.
"Well, I've got to be going. I'm a little tired. Guess it's the sun."
"Don't leave yet, pretty lady. We wanna get to know more of the family."
"Leave her alone, Jack. She says she's tired," Kathy piped up, somewhat miffed at the attention Cindy was drawing.
"Awww, don't be such a spoilsport, Miss Kathy. I kinda think this little lady's taken with me."
Cindy blushed furiously, staring down at the big man's dusty boots, wishing she could sink into the dirt. And yet . . . and yet she was loving this attention. She almost shouted as she moved away from the men in a kind of panic. Her body was doing all sorts of strange things, the kinds of things it had done when the Doberman leaped on top of her and began fucking. The tips of her tits were so hard they felt as if they were going to poke through her bra. Her cunt was wet and tingling. It was hard for Cindy to remain calm. She wondered if the men knew what she was going through. She found herself staring right into Hank's dark eyes. He was smiling at her. But those eyes--ohhh, they were saying something else, something that made her tremble.
"I really have to go."
She could feel her full, puffy cunt lips curling and trembling against one another as her clit popped up. Juice trickled from her cunt slit, dampening the crotch panel of her nylon briefs. It was happening all over again-this time with a man!
"Maybe some other time, then . . . before you leave here," Hank said, graciously backing away.
Cindy returned to the big house, keeping her cool. Her composure snapped, however, as soon as she was in the house. She had to get away from that mocking voice, those laughing eyes, those subtle hints. She hurried off to her bedroom, heading down the hall, feeling she would burst into tears. Thank goodness her aunt was downstairs busily fixing dinner! She ran into her room, kicking the door shut, flinging herself onto the bed.
"Damn! Damn! Damn!"
Cindy pushed her fists into the crushed pillows, sobbing freely while her cunt burned so hotly between her legs. Why couldn't she control herself any longer? Why couldn't she live like a decent girl? Instead, she felt her pussy taking over her life! Every waking second she was thinking about how hot she was, about how much she would like to have Caesar's cock fucking her once more! It was so wrong. And yet how much she enjoyed thinking about fucking the dog again!
The remainder of the day dragged. She feigned illness, skipping dinner that evening. Television was a bore. And the thought of going downstairs to confront her giggling cousins wasn't a particularly attractive prospect either.
Feeling better around nine, Cindy roused herself from the bed, moving to the window and staring out. The moon was a little fuller. Her eyes swept over the garden, the broad flat landscape outside made magical by the silver light. Her gaze settled on the tall red barn. A faint yellow glow coming from the rear window reminded the girl that the horse was there.
Cindy found herself pressing her burning forehead against the glass as she stared out the big window. Her thoughts were disturbing her, making her breathe harder as her fingertips tapped the windowsill nervously. Cindy was feeling her body melt. There was a wet kind of hotness spreading like warm oil from her cunt to all parts of her body. Her clit was hard and rubbing up against her panties while her nipples were driving her mad! Her flesh was so sensitive she could feel every square inch of clothing pressing against her young body. She knew what she wanted! Pushing herself from the window, Cindy moved to the door, cracking it open and peering down the hall.
Faint music wafted from down the corridor.
Kathy and Ginger were obviously upstairs listening to music. It was a chance. But so was the other time. Cindy closed the door quietly behind her, sneaking down the hall to the stairs. Again she could hear the droning of the television and knew her aunt and uncle would be watching it for at least three hours. The barn would have to catch fire to get them out of the living room.
Boldly, the girl rushed down the stairs, past the doorway to the living room and out into the kitchen. Caesar was there, feeding from his yellow bowl. Cindy eyed him warily, then slipped easily through the back door and out into the yard. She stopped, leaning heavily against a back porch support, catching her breath.
"Thank God no one saw me."
Pushing herself away from the support, Cindy moved cautiously down the side of the house, slipping under the trees bordering the garden until she came near the barn. Again the teenager looked up through the umbrella of branches to make sure Kathy and Ginger weren't spying. Nothing. With a quick burst of speed, Cindy rushed to the barn, opened the door, then slipped inside.
"My God!" she whispered, not believing she was about to do this.
But as she moved along past the empty stalls, ever aware of the horse's presence, Cindy knew she had no choice. She moved like someone possessed, her feet sinking in the soft hay while her breathing became more and more labored. When she reached the end stall, she paused. She heard the horse breathing a little uneasily. He heard her, smelled her. Cindy put one hand to her tits, fanning out her fingers as she hesitated at the next move. "Easy, boy, easy."
The blonde teenager moved in front of the horse, standing there, catching his full view. He was so handsome! Even up close he was handsome! Cindy felt her heart skip a beat. She wanted to reach out and touch him. But the animal reared back, his big brown eyes rolling while his nostrils quivered.
"That's all right, boy, that's all right. I'm not gonna hurt you. Really, come on, boy, I'm gonna make you feel good."
The horse stopped moving around, cocking his head to one side and looking at her. His pointed ears flicked forward while his black rubbery lips peeled back, revealing his white teeth. Cindy thought about Caesar for a second, how his teeth felt rubbing against her cunt. The girl shuddered, backing away a little as the stallion began edging toward her curiously.
She was smiling at the animal and stretching out one hand. Oh, she did it! She touched his broad head with her fingers and he seemed to enjoy the feel of her hand. Cindy smiled weakly, rubbing her fingers along the short fur, feeling her heart beating rapidly. The touch of his body was overwhelming. Cindy moved closer to the stall, nervously casting one last look over her shoulder before stepping in.
"That's it, boy, that's it. See, I'm not hurting you."
The stall was narrow. Cindy stepped carefully to the right side of the large animal, careful not to remove her hands from the stallion. She remembered her uncle saying something about horses-how it was best to keep touching them and talking to them.
"That's it. You should have a name. I think I'll call you Tornado. Yes, that's a good name. I'll have to tell Uncle Harry about that. Tornado. That's a name just right for you."
Her voice was getting lower, more throaty. Cindy knew what that meant. She moved back for a second, reaching around and starting to unbutton her blouse. Tornado stared quietly at her, shaking his handsome head every now and then and snorting through those big black nostrils as the girl disrobed in front of him.
"Such a good horse. Such a beautiful horse," Cindy murmured.
Her fingers were slipping under the tight elastic band of her panties. She stopped for a second, smiling wanly to herself. She was undressing for a beast for the second time in a week-in her life! And she had felt so uneasy and threatened by a man who was simply talking to her-and in public! Cindy would have laughed if the heat in her pussy hadn't been so intense. With another sigh the girl stepped from her panties, laying them carefully on top of her blouse and skirt. Kicking off her sandals, Cindy rubbed her naked thighs with her with her fingertips. She was naked now, stark naked and standing in that narrow stall facing Tornado.
"Ohhh, what a lovely horse!"
Murmuring endearing phrases, Cindy stepped up to the stallion, cradling his head in both arms while letting her head fall back in ecstasy. Tornado snorted again, opening his powerful mouth and drawing his big sloppy tongue over her tits. The powerful upward sweet hefted her tits high from her chest, sending rills of delicious pleasure rocketing down to her clit.
"Ummmm!"
This was much stronger than the dog, far more overwhelming. Cindy began caressing the area behind his ears softly. Again he licked her, making her tits bob up and down with the powerful sweeps of his tongue. Cindy curled her toes until they cramped, loving the sensation of her feet sinking into the soft, damp straw. Tornado was licking her, making her tits itch so, throb so with the sweeping of his tongue.
"Oh God, God, you're so good, so strong, Tornado. Yes, it's so good feeling you against me!" Cindy cried, hugging the stallion tightly.
The horse whinnied, nudging her so strongly he nearly knocked her on her ass. Cindy laughed, grabbing tightly onto the big animal as a powerful spasm shot through her cunt. Her hands moved back behind his ears, caressing his long neck, running through his silky mane. Where on earth had her uncle bagged such a beautiful animal?
"Good horse, beautiful Tornado."
Murmuring his name over and over, Cindy moved around to his side, spreading her arms out and rubbing them over his flesh. She felt his muscles quivering and shaking under her light, caressing touch. More than once he stomped around the narrow stall, his hoofs coming dangerously close to her feet. But he wouldn't hurt her intentionally. He was excited as she was now! He was a lusty stallion and she was his mare. The thought of having him fuck that big black prick into her cunt shot into Cindy's mind. Now that was something that would make her cum over and over!
"Uhhh, Tornado!"
Cindy worked her hands around his right side in broadening circles, her hand finally stroking his hip. She could hear Tornado whinnying with more intensity, his feet stomping around the narrow stall. His cock. She had to feel his cock! Drawing away from the beast for a second, Cindy looked down and saw his prick.
"Oh!" The horse's cock was so big now, much bigger than it was when she'd seen his prick earlier. Of course, his cock was huge now because she had aroused him. The girl paused, her eyes wide with lust and surprise and shock. "Oh, Tornado!"
The horse was still now, his head forward, his big eyes quivering while a barely perceptible shudder rippled through his flesh. Another whinny echoed through the large barn as Cindy dropped to her knees, keeping one hand on his hindquarter. His cock was right there, jerking around, big, black and stiff, waiting for her touch. Cindy bit down on her lower lip hard, then stretched out her hand. Oh, she was going to do it!
CHAPTER FOUR
"Easy, Tornado. No, don't move around so much. That's it."
Cindy was on her knees now, rubbing the stallion's hindquarter with her nervous fingers. His prick was jerking up against his belly while those fat black balls tightened up in their sac. There was the faint aroma of piss wafting into her nose. But the girl didn't care. Her attention was focused on his cock-that wonderful horse-cock dangling only inches from her face. "Easy
Tentatively, the girl pushed her hand up. In a moment she felt his slimy cock with her fingertips. Tornado let out a frightened whinny, backing up in the stall while tossing his head around.
"No, don't. Nothing's going to happen to you, Tornado. I won't let it."
Cindy backed off for a moment, letting the animal calm. When she thought he was better, she stretched out her hand again, touching his cock. She heard him snorting with excitement, felt his body shuddering again. But he didn't move.
Cindy brought her other hand around, holding the fat horse-cock with both hands. She felt the heat radiating to her palm. The hot prick flesh throbbed under her touch. And then thick streams of hot pre-cum made her palms slippery. As the hot, meaty cock throbbed more rapidly a second time, Cindy found herself greedily squeezing it. Tornado whinnied, shaking his head, his mane flapping from the movement.
"My God!"
Cindy moved her hands up and down, pulling the flexible outer cock skin over the hard core. She closed her eyes, feeling herself rocking back and forth. How would a cock like that feel fucking into her cunt, ripping through her cherry, tearing her pussy apart?
The thought made her dizzy with fuck-lust. It was impossible, she thought, for this animal to fuck her like this. She would need help, another person to hold her while he mounted her. But this was so good! And how her hot little pussy burned, ached with arousal as she slipped her fingers up and down the stallion's black, slimy cock!
The horse heaved a great sigh, shaking his body again. The girl sighed too, smelling the sweat of the animal's cock and balls. The male odor triggered her into incredible heat. The slippery hot folds of her young cunt clutched suddenly into painful knots. Cindy spread her legs and sprawled forward, immediately thinking of her cousin Ginger and how she had been fucked by Caesar. Then there was the way Kathy had sucked off the dog.
Tornado was stomping around more nervously now. She knew he was going to cum. And she had done nothing, nothing except touch his cock with her slender fingers and jack his prick.
"Oh don't, Tornado, not yet."
The animal had a mind of his own. He reared back, banging the stall with his hindquarters. Somehow Cindy managed to stay with the beast and keep from getting trampled.
Her hands stayed on his prick, caressing his fat prick while his balls tightened even more in their sac.
Thick white cum began spurting from his fat black cockhead. Cindy dropped his cock, backing away as if she'd just touched a hot stove. Rubbing her palms briskly on her thighs, she stared as more and more of the animal's cum splattered on the hay below.
"Oh God!"
She hadn't expected to let something like this happen-or had she? Gathering herself up, she stood unsteadily there in the stall as the horse lurched from side to side. He was snorting and whinnying, almost growling as more and more jizz emptied from his balls and wet down the floor.
"Oh my!" Cindy gasped.
Her mouth was so dry. Gathering up her clothes, she stumbled blindly down the passageway, banging into several empty stalls before coming to a halt just in front of the door. The fresh air drifting in through the cracks was refreshing. How much time had she spent inside the barn? Not much, she thought. But it was some time before she could catch her breath and put her clothing back on.
"Hot . . . I'm so hot," she muttered, feeling her cunt still swelling open.
Cunt juice was still dampening the crotch panel of her panties as Cindy stumbled from the barn and stood quietly in front of the big building. She cast a backward glance at the building, catching sight of that yellow light-the same one she'd seen from her bedroom window before. It was the reminder of the animal inside-that marvelous, wonderful beast with that gigantic cock.
Cindy hugged herself again, rubbing her fingers briskly over her upper arms. The horse had gotten off and she hadn't. Her mother had said something about that once about the male. Men were always anxious to get into a girl's panties. But as soon as they satisfied themselves, off they went, leaving her high and dry. Cindy hadn't quite understood what her mother had meant then. But now she had an idea. Sighing deeply, she strolled across the gravel drive to the house, noticing that her aunt and uncle had gone to bed already. She must have been in the barn for some time! Well, obviously they didn't miss her. There would have been a search party out for her if they had.
Standing on the porch once again, Cindy stared at the canopy of blinking stars overhead. It nearly took her breath away. How much more brilliant, more alive they seemed now. It must have been because of her high arousal that everything seemed so intense, she decided.
Cindy stood there on the porch, her mind a jumble of erotic thoughts. She could still almost feel that horse pressing up against her tits. And how big he was! She thought about his prick, how it would feel rubbing against the slick insides of her pussy. Another shudder made her cunt wink open, then snap shut. Her cunt was seeping hot juice from the furry pussy slit, making her panties more wet than ever!
And there was nothing, nothing that could take away the pressure building between her legs. Her trim little ass was moving back and forth in fucking movements. If only there were something there, something that would take care of the itchy, hot feeling driving her half out of her mind.
Movement! Cindy saw something. Her fingers tightened around the porch support. She narrowed her eyes, peering through the darkness. Caesar! He was standing there by the garden, staring up at her. Cindy looked around, seeing a second time that all the windows were dark. Yes, they were asleep in there, none of them guessing what had happened and what was about to take place.
"Caesar . . . good doggie." Cindy stepped from the porch, bending slightly to trail her fingertips along the dog's spine. "Caesar."
The big Doberman looked lovingly up at her, nudging her fingers, then licking at them while following her away from the house. Cindy kept clear of the barn, heading for the grove of apple trees. Slipping under one particularly thick-branched tree, the girl knelt down, holding the handsome dog's head in both her trembling hands.
"You're such a beautiful animal. You're such a wonderful dog. And you know what I want to do?"
The dog whimpered, twisting his head around and drawing his tongue over her wrist. He knew. Dear God, he knew, all right! Cindy felt high, dizzy, falling through a world of wild delight as she sat down on her ass, resting her back against a tree. Caesar stared at her, his stubby tail wagging, that long pink tongue hanging from one corner of his mouth. She could see his eyes glowing in the dark.
"Uhhhhh . . . Caesar."
Cindy found herself taking her panties off again, hiking her skirt up to her waist, exposing her hot little cunt to the dog's view. The Doberman growled, tossing his head up, then lunged forward.
"Oh!"
The first touch nearly sent her into shock. Only then did the girl realize just how hotly aroused she was. Cindy lay back, stretching out near a dump of above-ground roots. The damp grass felt so cool, so comfortable next to her heated body. The young girl wriggled and writhed, drawing her arms back, scraping her fingers against the tree's rough bark. How good it was to feel the dog wedged between her thighs. And he was licking now, sniffing and licking around her pussy.
"Ummmm, that's it, Caesar. Oh yes, that's the way!"
Cindy wallowed her shoulder blades against the ground, feeling the prickly sensation of the grass rubbing the backs of her naked legs. The dog was licking deep into her cunt, searching for all the hot places that made her body buck and writhe with his tickling touch.
"Ohhhhh, Caesar, what are you doing?"
She had rolled around, her body a slave to the dog's tongue. Caesar was tongue-fucking her pussy, exploring all the pink folds of her pussy. His maw jabbed into her cunt.
"Cummmmm!"
Cindy began moving her cunt against the steady sloppy friction of the dog's tongue. It would have been impossible for her not to move. She dug at the ground with her hands, tossing her head. She felt the fine silken hairs tangling around her neck and ears. And then the dog was nosing her jersey up, licking her belly. When his hot tongue snaked into her belly button, the girl shivered uncontrollably, digging her nails into Caesar's fur.
"Oh, stop . . .oh, this is so good . . . sooo good. I think I'm gonna die . . . gonna die, it's so darned good!"
Her words drifted out into the night air as the dog licked her cunt crazily. She felt his tongue running gingerly along her hot cunt slit. Instinctively, the girl snapped her legs shut, rubbing her shaking knees together. Then she spread them widely apart. Caesar took advantage of the situation, licking her clit again and again until she clung to his powerful neck and shuddered. She was whimpering, begging the Doberman with lusty little grunts. Oh, it was so wild, so weird having this animal in complete control of her.
"Fuck!"
That was what she wanted, what she needed! And this time there would be no stopping the beast, no trying to push him away from her cherry. No. She wanted Caesar fucking deep inside her, pushing his prick down into her cunt!
"Fuck me, doggie, fuck me."
Again her whimpering command went out. Floods of hot pussy juice dribbled down her ass crack as she rolled around under the animal's hard licking. She wanted him to lick her cunt again and again, driving her up the wall, up to the wonderful heights of cumming.
"Ohhhhh, do it, Caesar. Do it to me. Lick me all over, then fuck me."
He seemed to stiffen his tongue, fucking it down deep into her pussy until he was touching her cherry with its tip. Cindy stiffened, not daring to make a move as she felt the gentle pressure of the Doberman's tongue. He was testing her cherry, pressing down, seeing if it would give with his maw. It didn't.
The image of his cock shot through Cindy's mind. She clutched at the surrounding grass, grabbing it and tearing it from the roots as she cried out and rolled her hips about with a new freedom. He was licking hungrily at her clit, making the girl move her hips faster. She pressed her body hard against the big dog's mouth, fucking his maw. Cindy could feel the cold snout warming quickly against her pussylips, driving her mad with desire. It was unbelievable how that hot tickle was building. She let her head hang between her arms and jerked it around like a wild mare. A wild mare! Again thoughts of that horse, of the way he acted with her, drifted through her mind. Caesar stuck one paw up against her ass and brought her back to reality. He stuck his maw into her convulsing cunt again.
"Ahhhhhh!"
Cindy almost went down on the ground.
Somehow her shaking arms held. She was drooling, tossing her head. He was fucking in and out of her cunt with his tongue, mouthing her clit. At times the blonde could feel his fangs brushing against her cunt while his tongue did all the fucking. A freshening breeze blew in from the north, blowing her hair in her face as the animal kept fucking her with his maw.
Cindy could hardly keep still. When the tickle became too much for her, she forced herself to quit bucking so much. And then, oh, how much better the Doberman ate her pussy! He was digging his snout against the soft cuntal lining, plowing his maw against her clasping pussy folds.
"Ummmmm!"
Cindy could feel the suction of her pussy, trying to nurse that snout as if it were a cock. A cock! Thoughts about getting fucked took over her mind. She had no control over anything any longer. She felt herself teetering on the brink of orgasm. Images of the stallion, of the dog drifted through her mind. And then there were mental pictures of those men sitting across from her today at the corral-their mocking smiles, their long legs, their cock-bulges. Cindy shook her head. It was all too much for her to think about right now. The feverish, itching thrills were burning between her legs. She could feel the initial spasms of a gigantic climax. Cindy curved her slim form down, drawing her thighs together slightly and rubbing them against the licking dog's snout.
"Ohhh, do it, doggie, do it, Caesar!" she gasped. "Can't wait . . . can't hold out any more. Do it to me, fuck me!"
Caesar barked, then climbed aboard, his forelegs wrapping around her waist as before. Cindy was determined she would go all the way. She spread her legs out widely, getting down as low as she could while twisting her ass sexily around and around. It didn't take long for the Doberman to mount her. She could feel his head rubbing against the back of her neck while his hind legs were sliding up against her thighs.
He'd found her hot pussy. Cindy pranced her ass madly around, feeling his knobby boner fucking into her cunt. She felt her outer cuntlips peeling back, flattening against the rear attack. All the bumps and folds of her pussy were prickly to the touch, itching and getting scratched in turn by the Doberman's fucking cock.
"Ohhhhhhh!"
There it was! He'd fucked in now, all the way up to her cherry! He paused for a second, adjusting his position. Cindy could feel his forelegs tense, tighten around her ribs while his hind legs pattered nervously behind her. He was hugging her hard while driving his muscular, narrow ass downward.
"There . . . oh yes-, there, there, fuck me all the way!"
There was a pause, a moment when time seemed to stand still. Then the pressure quickly turned to pain. Cindy stiffened. It was as if someone were driving a stake through a wall of flesh. She jerked, lurching forward, banging her forehead hard against the trunk of the apple tree. Caesar held on tightly, stopping again, then fucking his prick down and in for all he was worth.
"Nooooo!"
Cindy bit down on her lip for all she was worth. She had to keep quiet. She just had to. Her aunt and uncle couldn't find out about this. And as for Ginger and Kathy . . . no, they must never know!
"Ohhhhh!" There was another fuck-thrust, then blinding pain. Cindy let out a gasp of breath, feeling her brain go numb. At the same time she could feel the dog's hard cock fucking all the way into her pussy. He'd done it, popped her cherry! The dog had fucked her all the way with his prick! "My God!"
The pain had been bad, but not nearly what she thought it would be. Cindy would have preferred to rest after that ordeal. But Caesar was determined to keep fucking. He plunged his prick back and forth, back and forth, growling happily now that he could fuck his cock all the way into her cunt. In a moment Cindy found herself fucking back, wiggling her ass, enjoying the deep fuck-thrust of the animal while he hugged her tightly.
Cumming! She was cumming. Oh God yes, it was happening, and happening fast. Each explosion assailed her senses in a kind of wild slow motion. She loved the rubbing of his cock rod against her clit. And then there was the feeling of doggie-cum spurting out against her cuntal walls. The soaring climax that had drained her so much was reaching its peak. Cindy trembled, drowning in her own sensuality, hoping the fucking would never end.
CHAPTER FIVE
"Your name sure stuck, Cindy."
"Yeah, it's really something else . . . I mean, Tornado," Ginger said, resting her chin against her fingers.
The three young teenagers rested against the wooden rails around the corral. Hank and Jack were working Tornado in the broad dusty space, training the horse, breaking him in. Cindy watched with considerable interest, her eyes moving from horse to rider and back to horse again. How the two of them seemed to merge at times, making her heart quicken while her cunt squeezed shut on thin air. She put one leg behind the other, subtly moving her pert little ass as her clit began to stiffen.
"Hank sure looks good on the horse," Ginger said, brushing away strand of her silken hair. She sucked in her pouting lower lip, an impish expression crossing her face. "You know, I should try something with him, you know, Kathy?"
Her sister giggled, giving Cindy a sly look.
"I'll bet Cindy's got her eye on him, too. Cindy hasn't stopped staring a hole into Hank since she got here."
The blonde teenager sucked in a sharp breath at the mention of her name in conjunction with the ranch hand. She was glad neither girl realized the full extent of her fascination with man and rider.
"Well, there's always Jack," Ginger sniffed, eyeing her cousin warily. "One or the other. It's the same to me."
"Just watch out for Mom and Dad. They're not dumb, you know," Kathy said.
"Wow, look at that!"
Hank made Tornado rear up, the stallion's forelegs pawing at the air while his muscular body tensed at the sharp-angled position. The handsome cowboy ripped off his straw hat, waving it in circles above his head while giving a series of wild yells. Cindy's heart sped up once more.
"Tornado's one hell of a name for him, Jack. Man, he's a tough mother."
"Yeah, but he's gonna stud up every damned mare in the county and bring in the bucks for old man Williams."
Cindy rubbed her fingertips along the splintery wood. She could well imagine how Tornado was going to function in the stud area. The girl blushed when she thought of what she had done the night before-how the animal's prick felt throbbing against her massaging fingers, and how his body felt pressing against hers as she climaxed. How she had wanted to feel that horse-cock fucking inside her cunt. Caesar had taken care of that, of course. But still the girl thought about the handsome black stallion and of his huge cock. Even now, standing next to her ogling cousins, Cindy wondered how on earth she could get that big cock up her cunt without having help.
"Dad liked the name you gave him. And you know," Ginger added, dropping her voice and leaning toward her cousin," Tornado fits what his cock looks like. You see that, Cindy?"
"Yeah, his cock's sure shaped like a funnel cloud. And it's big, too. Bet it's about as powerful," Kathy said.
"That's terrible," Cindy shot back, still unable to keep a smile from crossing her lips.
"Listen to little Miss Prim," Kathy said, tilting her chin up in mock stuffiness. "I'll bet you wouldn't mind handling something like that if you were sure nobody would find out."
Cindy blushed more furiously, turning from her cousins and ignoring their giggling. How right Kathy was. But then again, they would never know what went on between her and Tornado, or between her and Caesar, for that matter. She'd been very careful.
"Oh, they're putting him away," Ginger said, disappointment in her voice.
"Guess the show's over for the day. Dad's taking us into town to do some shopping in a bit," Kathy said, glancing down at her watch. "You wanna come? Gregory's has some new-style slacks from San Francisco. Some of the kids say they're really nice, and Dad promised to spring some money for them."
"Uh, no. I'd like to stay here for a while. It's so pretty and, uh, I mean, I like it outdoors. It's so different from L.A. and all."
Ginger and Kathy shrugged, turned, then sauntered back to the house, turning around and glancing back at the barn where Jack and Hank had disappeared. Cindy walked slowly around the corral, shuffling her feet, raising small puffs of dust with her toes. It was warm today. Small beads of perspiration dotted her forehead and arms as the setting sun beat down on the flat land. She turned, resting her back on the corral rails and closing her eyes. She loved the feel of the warming sun on her exposed belly. Her halter pulled tightly against her tits while her tight-fitting faded Levi's shorts clung to her thighs and cunt. Cindy trembled. A gentle breeze brushed over her partially exposed asscheeks, reminding her of how daring those brief cut-offs were.
Cindy thought about her cousins' conversation. Both of her cousins wanted Hank and Jack, but were somewhat afraid of an ensuing scandal if their parents found out. There wasn't the same kind of restriction involving her. Cindy wondered, letting her head fall back a little while her ass rubbed subtly against the railing. What would it be like to have a man fuck her? Cindy laughed softly. What a question! A dog had fucked her, had torn away her virginity in a way that still made her pant with excitement. And now as the sun warmed the crotch of her cut-offs she could feel her cunt starting to juice up once more. The girl drew one hand over her tummy, surprised at how her breathing had quickened at that light touch. Caesar! Tornado! If only those men would leave soon. She could use the dog's or horse's attention now.
"Bye!"
Opening her eyes, Cindy saw her uncle's pickup loaded with Ginger, Kathy and her
Aunt Helen rumbling down the gravel drive toward the main highway.
"We'll be back in a few hours," Uncle
Harry called out, waving from the driver's seat.
Cindy returned the wave, feeling a rush of excitement tighten the muscles around her belly and pussy. Alone. She was left alone with these two men and the animals around her. For a second all she could think of was Caesar's red prick and how it had felt fucking into her cunt. She closed her eyes again, savoring the memory of his furred body pressing against her back, of the tension of his forelegs shaking against her tits while he nestled his big head between her shoulder blades.
How could she stop herself? It was impossible. Her cunt was stoking up to a wet fury now. The cunt muscles were aching, cramping with excitement while her thighs alternately chilled and burned. Moving her knees a little, Cindy could feel the wetness of her pussy dampening the crotch panel of her shorts. This morning she had decided not to wear panties.
"Caesar?"
Cindy opened her eyes. A coiling cloud of dust down the road was the only indication of her relatives going to town. Cindy curled her fingers until the nails bit into her damp palms. Yes, she would do it now. Pushing herself away from the corral, Cindy surveyed the empty yard, rubbing her icy fingers against her Levi's shorts. At that time Hank and Jack came out of the barn, dusting their hats off against their Levi's.
Hank stopped the moment he caught sight of Cindy. "Hey there, little Miss. Aren't you goin' into town with the rest of 'em?"
"Uh, no. I didn't feel like it."
The guys would be gone soon, and then she could have the dog and horse to herself. She nodded at the men, then began strolling to the house. The sun warmed her pertly wagging ass.
"Hey, man, let's go for it," Jack whispered loudly enough for Cindy to hear.
The girl bristled inwardly but said nothing, walking to the house and slamming the screen door loudly behind her.
"Later, man, later," Hank said, restraining his buddy.
Cindy locked the door, feeling intimidated and frustrated at the same time. Would they never leave? And if they didn't, what was she to do? The big wall clock ticked maddeningly in the living room as the girl waited. She could still hear the two guys outside.
More seconds ticked by. Cindy moved from the doorway to the large front window, watching the two men hauling out several bundles of wire to be used for a re-fencing project she had heard her Uncle Harry talking about the other day. Hank and Jack stacked five rolls beside the barn. Cindy found herself staring at both men with interest as they removed their flannel shirts. She could see the bright sheen of sweat on their chests and shoulders. Another feeling of intimidation swept over her. Hank was looking at the house again, wiping his brow with a red bandanna. Would he come bursting through the door, demanding his rights as a male? Cindy shuddered at the thought, half way wishing he and Jack would knock the door down and fuck her.
In a while, both men picked up their shirts and walked off toward the bunkhouse down the way. Cindy sighed with disappointment, pouting as she pressed her burning forehead against the window and watched them disappear.
Waiting until she thought it was safe, the teenager unlocked the screen door and sauntered onto the porch. Hank and Jack had gone-no doubt to shower and leave for town. That left her alone. Cindy stepped down the stairs, feeling her pulse quicken as she thought of that beautiful stallion inside the barn.
Cindy nearly ran across the bleak yard, pausing once at the barn door to make sure no one was watching her. Cracking open the barn door, Cindy slipped in, closing it behind her. She could hear Tornado panting heavily in the warm barn. Yes, she could feel his presence too. Moving quickly down the broad corridor, she stopped in front of the stall, her eyes meeting the handsome stallion's.
"Oh, Tornado, you were so wonderful today . . . just so wonderful!"
Cindy pressed her fingertips against her lips, marveling at the beauty of the big stallion. His flesh was still glistening from perspiration, even after Hank and Jack had rubbed him down. Cindy moved to the big horse that stood quietly, his brown eyes growing wider as the girl stretched her hands out and rubbed her fingertips along his big head.
"Beautiful, lovely horse."
Cindy cradled his warm head against her tits, feeling the sloppy lick of his tongue. Her cunt winked open and shut. There was no time for fooling around. Cindy backed away, unhitching her bra. Next came her tight cutoffs, sliding over her knees, her ankles, her sandals, gone.
Her clit was burning like a glowing jewel as she stepped to one side of the animal and hugged him tightly around the neck. Tornado whinnied, moving back several feet while tossing his proud head about. She knew he was getting excited, his prick getting hard. Maybe if she got down on all fours he would fuck her . . . just as Caesar had! Oh, to feel a cock that big stretching her pussy walls! The thought of it nearly made the girl faint with excitement.
Cindy found herself pressing her lips against the animal's warm flesh. How it quivered to the touch! Cindy moved back, kicking off her sandals, feeling her feet sink comfortably into the soft straw lining the stall floor. She was beside his hard-muscled rump now, her hands moving over the tough muscles in broad, circular movements. At times she could feel the gentle brush of his tail against her arms. He moved around, backing up some more until his ass banged against the rear of the small stall.
"Easy, boy, easy."
She was sinking down, down until her knees were resting on the soft hay-strewn floor. Yes, there it was, that lovely, wonderful hard cock stretching out until the double-lobed, meaty black cockhead slipped out from the tight-fitting fleshy sheath.
"My God!" the girl gasped.
Reason-or what passed for it-left Cindy's head quickly. All she could think of was that colossal horse-cock and her burning pussy.
The muscles tightened in her belly; taking away her breath as she caught the bobbing cock in both her hands and began jacking it slowly. Sliding down a little farther until her head was directly under the animal's belly, the girl lowered her head. Kathy sucking the dog's cock. Yes, she remembered that, the image of the girl's mouth wrapped tightly around Caesar's jerking boner. This cock was so much bigger, though. Cindy swallowed hard, holding the horse's cock with both hands. She felt the steady, rhythmic throbbing of his prickmeat as she twisted her head to the right and opened her mouth. There was only a moment's hesitation. Then the girl moved forward, opening her mouth widely. In a second she felt the hot, meaty touch of his cockhead against her tongue. Tornado bucked, his head jerking about while he let out a series of snorts.
"No, boy, no! It's all right. Cindy's here."
Cindy rubbed one hand up the inside of the animal's rear leg comfortingly. In a moment the animal calmed. She opened her mouth once more and swallowed at least two inches of his jerking prickmeat.
"Ummmfmmfmffff!"
How odd it felt, having a cock that big and hot and hard in her mouth! Cindy had heard all kinds of stories about girls sucking off guys. They had interested her in a way. She had even considered sucking off a boy if the opportunity ever arose. But she had never imagined herself kneeling under a stallion, sucking his huge prick while he whinnied with excitement.
"Oooooffffff!"
Dropping one hand to her cunt, Cindy pushed her fingers through the hot, swampy mess of her cuntal hairs. How the pussy juice was running from her fuck-slit now! Her thighs were wet with it! And now she fucked her middle finger into her pussy, bringing it slowly back, stopping for a while to give her clit a lingering tickle. A series of sharp, cutting spasms made the girl open her mouth with a gasp. The horse bucked again, moving his hoofs dangerously around the cringing blonde teenager. Cindy backed away, still holding onto Tornado's cock. Bringing up one hand, the girl wiped her lips, looking up at the handsome, nervous young stallion.
"Oh, Tornado, you're such a wonderful horse. I love you!"
She felt her cunt snap shut, closing hard on her fucking finger.
"Hey, man, would you look at this?"
The voice coming from apparently nowhere sent a chill of terror racing down Cindy's spine. Letting out a sharp cry, the girl released
Tornado's cock, falling back on her naked heels. Twisting her neck, she peered out from under the black horse's belly to see Hank and Jack standing in front of the open stall. They were grinning at her, their lips curled in a sardonic expression of amusement while their arms were folded over their broad chests. Cindy felt her heart sinking. How long had they been standing there watching her? Had they seen her sucking on Tornado's cock?
Cindy racked her mind, trying to think of some explanation for this. She could find none. She had been caught red-handed.-Lowering her eyes, she waited for the expected torrent of abuse. They would laugh at her, call her the filthy names she deserved, then would spread the word all over the valley. She could just imagine the look of shock and horror on her family's faces once they heard the incredible news!
"What's the matter, baby. Don't you like a man's prick? You gotta play with a horse's cock?"
Hank nodded at the increasingly nervous stallion. Jack soothed the big animal, rubbing his right hand over Tornado's snout.
"You named him. Bet you had some experience with this mother before, huh?"
Cindy rose from the floor, brushing off the stubble clinging to her damp skin.
"She ain't been fucked by him yet. She couldn't do it without somebody helpin' her. You know, like down in T.J. where they got them broads who dig gettin' fucked by donkeys. You like that, baby? You wanna let his prick split you open like them fuckin' whores down there?"
Hank's words bit into her pride. She didn't have to take this. Snatching her clothes up from the corner, Cindy brushed by the two men, covering her naked tits and cunt as best she could.
"Hey, where the fuck you think you're goin'? " Jack called out, tethering the stallion carefully to a nearby post. "You don't think you can do somethin' like this and get away with it without givin' us somethin', do you?"
Cindy had no time to think. Hank was the first to rush up to her, grabbing the girl by the elbow and spinning her around. Cindy felt her tits slapping wetly against her chest as the ranch hand pulled her up against him with one hand while undoing his Levi's with the other.
"No time to play little Miss Virgin, bitch. We know where the hell you stand, and that's just where you're gonna perform."
Cindy felt the guy's hot, fleshy cockhead bucking against her palm. Fucked by a dog. Mouth-fucked by a horse. And now?
CHAPTER SIX
"Slut."
"I'm not!"
"Shut the fuck up," Hank said, shoving his Levi's down past his knees. He rubbed his ten-inch cock up and down in her wet juicy cunt slit. "No goddamned little fuckin' virgin's gonna get down on her knees and feel up some fuckin' horse. You want cock bad, and bad enough to let some goddamned animal fuck you. Shit, probably the pigs ain't even safe from this cunt."
"No!"
Hank slapped her hard across the face, stunning the struggling girl into submission. She felt his callused palms pressing her down, down toward the floor. Jack was behind him, pushing his jeans down and stepping from them. From between Hank's widely spread legs she could see the other dark-haired cowboy's cock spring up from his opened Levi's. He was just as hung as his buddy-and obviously just as horny.
"We're gonna fuck you baby so you don't have to run around to some goddamned horse and get it off," Hank muttered.
"No, stop it . . . no, don't . . . oh, God, no!" Cindy cried, twisting and writhing in Hank's strong arms.
"Christ! She pretends to be some fuckin' virgin when she's been foolin' around with the barn stock," Jack commented, spitting to one side.
Cindy couldn't escape from them. She felt Hank's big hands curling up behind her ears, holding her head steady while he rubbed his prick up against her flattened nose. She could smell the sour odor of his sweat while his wiry black cock hairs tickled her nose.
"You enjoyed suckin' off a horse. Now see what it's like gettin' down on a dude like me."
She spread her legs, sprawling forward. The girl felt his knees pressing into her pulpy tits as she let out a soft moan. How her cunt ran with juice! More pressure against her jaws signaled the girl to open her lips. She did so, feeling the meaty cock head rubbing up against her lower lip. It was just like it was with Tornado. In the background she could hear the animal whinnying jealousy as Hank tensed his ass and fucked his fat prick into her throat.
"Mummfmmfmmfffff!"
Cindy choked and gagged. Hank had shoved far much more cockmeat into her mouth than she'd taken earlier with the horse. Jack was watching, jerking his cock with one hand.
"Ohhhhh yeah, man! The bitch's mouth's real hot and tight, just like her cunt, I'll bet."
"She's gonna burn us up with her pussy when we fuck her."
"Yeah, good hot little cunt. Come on, baby, work that tongue around my prick. Yeah, that's it, suck and tongue . . . do it, bitch, suck hard. Ohhhh man," Hank moaned, closing his eyes and snorting. "Yeah, groove on it, chick. Stick that tongue right down in my piss-slit. Chow down on that mother!"
Cindy bobbed her head back and forth, loving the feel of his pulsing cock rod brushing over the insides of her cheeks. The length and thickness of his cock meat made them bulge out. She started flicking her tongue just as Hank wanted her to, rubbing the pointed tip along the tight scar where his foreskin had been cut away.
"Hey, come "on, man you had her long enough. Gimme some time with the slut."
"Uhhhhh . . . yeah, fuck, go ahead," Hank growled, pulling back from the sucking girl. He wiped the meaty cock head over her nose, his balls trailing over her upper lip. "I keep this up and I'm gonna shoot jizz all over her fuckin' face. Don't wanna lose any of my load till I stick my cock right down into her pussy."
Cindy felt Jack's hands shoving her back by the shoulders. She tumbled backward, her shoulders striking the hard floor. In a moment Jack was scrambling up over her, his knees pressing down hard and painfully against her shoulders. He was pointing his thick cock down, leaning forward, bracing his body with one hand against a support beam behind her.
"Suck me, baby, just like you blew my buddy over there," Jack groaned.
Cindy was babbling as his prick bobbed there in front of her face. She saw a tiny drop form at the hole in the middle of those blood-swollen lobes. The drop grew suddenly thick and milky. Cindy shook her head, afraid he was going to explode cum in her face. Jack took several deep breaths, calming himself down. "Suck!"
The command was simple enough. In a second his cocktip rubbed up against her lips. Then Jack began fucking her mouth, pumping his hard-muscled hips back and forth while his leathery balls slapped against Cindy's chin. At the same time Cindy felt a wonderful softness envelop her cunt. It was a licking, sucking, frictiony heat that gouged against her cuntlips, then rubbed up her clit. Jack was fucking his prick in and out of her mouth faster and faster while his buddy was eating and nibbling at her pussy. Two men servicing her! The thought made her shudder with sexual heat! Cindy wallowed her shoulders against the hard ground, tasting the flat, bleachy flavor of Jack's pre-cum as more oozed from his piss-slit.
"Shit, this little bitch is hot as a fuckin' mink. She could probably take on a fuckin' football team now and have enough energy for seconds," Jack said, stopping his mouth-fucking movements for a second.
Cindy felt his prick throbbing hard and rhythmically against the back of her throat.
The girl was dazed with the shivering storm of lust that roared through her body. Cindy closed her mouth tightly again, feeling the cock shaft pulsing mightily against her tongue.
"Ohh yeahhh, suck it-suck it down hard, baby, real hard!"
"Mmmmmffffff!"
Cindy felt her cuntal walls rubbing together again as Jack fucked his cock into her throat. She felt the fat, meaty prick head pressing against her tonsils. And then he was fucking down so hard his groin nearly suffocated the teenager. Cindy struggled, trying to get her arms up to shove him away. But the big stud was kneeling on them, nearly crushing the bones with his weight. He was too excited to notice. Frantically, the girl writhed under him, beating the backs of her naked legs against the ground. She could feel dirt squeezing up into her warm, sweaty ass crack. Cindy's cries became more and more shrill.
"Hey, man, you're gonna kill the fuckin' chick if you keep throatin' her that way."
"Yeah, man. Sorry, baby, can't help it," Jack groaned, slipping his prick away.
He eased back, rubbing his fingers over her tits while Hank moved around and sucked hard at the tender, seeping gash of her cunt. He was raking his tongue over her clit again until an excruciating pinpoint of excitement became an exploding heaven! Cindy jerked her body to one side, feeling the strain of her back muscles as she tried once more to slip out from under the heavy stud.
"Don't worry about crazy Jack," Hank said as Jack withdrew his prick from her mouth. "We ain't gonna hurtcha. We just want a little action-just like Tornado over there's been gettin'. "
Jack tumbled off her body, dusting his flesh off with the flat of one hand. Cindy whispered a plea under her breath, something telling her it would be more fun if they thought they were forcing her to fuck. As it was now, Cindy needed little encouragement to slip under one of them and go wild.
"Noooo!" she screeched.
"Stop her, man-she's gonna get away, the way she's movin'. "
To her surprise Cindy was able to scramble to her feet, her tits swinging pendulously, slapping together while her feet slipped along the slick hay. She stepped to one side, avoiding Hank. But Jack had lunged in the opposite direction, blocking her way.
"You ain't goin' nowhere, baby. Your uncle's not comin' back for a while. And by that time you're gonna get poked a whole lot by me and my buddy."
"No, oh no!"
Cindy bent slightly forward at the waist, putting both hands to her lips as she stared at one stud, then the other. Jack had his arms spread wide apart, his cock swinging out toward her. The thick cockhead was bobbing up and down, the cockshaft still wet from her saliva. Cindy watched the rope-like veins throbbing and pulsing against the tightly drawn cockskn. "Oh no, no!"
"Whatcha so upset for, baby? You been fuckin' horses and probably the fuckin' dog, too. Man, fuckin' us is gonna be a piece of cake!" Hank joked.
"Yeah, gettin' down for one of us is a real trip for you, baby, but an easy one."
"Noooo!"
Cindy moaned, turning as if she were going to run in the other direction. Of course, there was no exit at the rear of the building. There was only Tornado, still in his stall, snorting and whinnying at the sound of her screaming.
"Get her!"
Cindy felt her body explode into heat as Jack caught her in his strong arms and pulled her against his naked body. Her head snapped back, fitting just under his chin. She could feel his hot, wet, hairy chest rubbing against her spine.
"Uhhhhh!"
And even more exciting was the fact she could feel his hard cock pressing against her plump ass. Yes, Cindy could feel the full length and thickness of that big cock rubbing up and down, inching toward her ass crack, the hairy balls sliding along the lower curves of her ass. The girl struggled again, feeling his fingers nearly bruising her arms while his knees pressed against the backs of her legs. Her feet flailed out from under her, the straw tickling the sensitive spots between her curling toes. As he held her, Cindy could feel him start hunching slowly. He started at a gentle tempo, increasing until he was slipping his cock between her plump ass mounds. He was trying to fuck into her asshole.
"No, don't do that! Oh, don't!"
She felt the fat cockhead slipping between her full fleshy ass mounds. Jack was tonguing her ear, breathing heavily against the back of her neck while holding her more firmly than before. Cindy struggled, really worried this time that something awful was going to happen to her asshole. She could feel that thick, bulbous cockhead rubbing up against the wrinkled, gray-pink flesh of her shitter. Was he going to spear her ass with that thing? Surely that kind of fucking would ruin her!
"Oh, stop it! Stop!"
Her voice became shrill while Jack dry-fucked her tight ass hole.
"Hey, man, she's super-hot. Come on, let's get goin' now! I'm so fuckin' hot I could pop off right now," Jack said, giving his cock another shove and sending it fucking all the way up her tight asshole. "Uhhhhh!"
"Yeah, man, she's hot," Hank agreed, reaching down and rubbing his fingertips along the fronts of her thighs.
Cindy looked dumbly at the big man, feeling her cunt burning hotly and her ass stuffed with cockmeat. Now she could feel Hank's hand moving through her thick blonde cuntal bush, his nails barely touching the puffy junction between her cuntlips. Cindy snapped her head back, banging it hard against Jack's forehead when Hank moved his right index finger up to the center of her cunt crack. He was teasing her, fucking his finger only half an inch into her pussy, then drawing it out, barely rubbing the red tip of her clit. Cindy couldn't take it. Her teeth grinding, the girl let out a muffled howl.
"Man, she's pushin' away from your hand back at me. That's about to make me cum up her ass," Jack complained.
"Yeah, hot little bitch."
"Come on, let's get the bitch back down and fuck the shit outta her."
Cindy felt Jack's cock pop out of her ass as he pulled her away from Tornado's stall. She could hear the stallion kicking against the wood, splintering some of the supports as he fought to get free. Cindy screamed again, her cries muffled when Jack slid one hand over her mouth. She could smell his cock juice and moaned once more.
The blonde teenager felt him drag her back until they were struggling in another empty stall. Cindy could barely see anything in there. As her naked hips slipped across Jack's cock now, she felt hm hunching into her. He was trying to get his cock between her flailing legs. It was so difficult to figure out anything in there. Shifting slightly, the girl felt his cockhead working between her soft thighs. It was inching up toward her pussy. Cindy groaned, her head falling back while her blonde hair swept over her spine. Hank was still somewhere outside the stall, picking up their clothing. Jack was twisting and grinding behind her. She wriggled back, her ass brushing up against his groin. Suddenly Cindy felt his cock working its way through her cunt hairs and in a second his prick was pushing up toward her bloated, slippery cuntlips.
"Ohhhh, no, you're fucking me . . . oh, dear God, you're fucking me!" Cindy cried out, her teeth chattering together.
"That's it, baby, nice hot prickmeat in your steamy cunt. And, man, it's so hot it's gonna fry my prick right up."
Jack moaned from behind, grinding his hips hard. He hunched forward as strongly as he could, fucking his cock at least four inches into her pussy. He grabbed her hard around the waist, nearly choking the wind from her. He brought her down, swinging Cindy around until her head was facing the stall opening. He was fucking her doggie-style, dragging his prick out, then shoving down again. Immediately Cindy thought of Caesar, of the way the big Doberman had mounted her earlier and fucked his knobby cock up her cunt. This was so much different! Jack's cock was much thicker, stretching her squiggly cuntal walls thin. Jack was shoving his thick cock rod up in short, fast fuck-strokes as he pressed forward. He bent her over even more, nearly forcing her head down into the dirt.
"Christ . . . gonna . . . gonna make it with this hot little slut."
"Ohhh nooooo!"
"Cummin'! " Jack gasped. He gripped her harder, nearly choking her to death with his arm. "Can't stop! Gonna make it! Gonna shoot my jizz all out with this dumb slut!"
Cindy heard his raspy breaths. She knew he was going to shoot his cum-load. She could feel his cock fucking a little deeper, his balls slapping against the bottoms of her asscheeks. He was scraping her knees painfully against the straw floor' while fucking his prick in as deeply as he could.
"Go for it, man, go for it!" Hank said excitedly.
Cindy cried out again as she felt cum spattering against her pussy walls. He jerked her body up from the floor each time his cock fucked in hard, sending a flood of spunk into her pussy.
"Man, that's it, baby, that's it! She's too fuckin' much," Jack said, shaking his head violently to rid his forehead of sweat. "Too fuckin' much. Ain't fucked dog-style for a long time."
"She's a natural for it," Hank said wryly as Jack slipped his cock from the girl's cunt.
"Oh, lemme go!" she cried.
The smell of fucking and sucking was heavy in the room. Now Cindy could feel the hardness of Hank's hairy body pressing against hers. They were passing her around as if she were a thing. But how could she stop the feelings coursing through her body? Surrendering again, she threw her arms around his neck and rubbed her stiff-tipped tits against his chest. She could feel his cock shoving up against her body just above her cunt.
"She's over the shy stage," Hank said mockingly, pulling her head back and pressing his mouth down hard onto hers.
"Mmmmmmfffffff!"
Cindy shoved back, opening her mouth wide under his attack. She pushed her tongue against his. His mouth pressed down against her lips, crushing her lips, working back and forth. The next moment she felt him rolling her around, shoving her back until she was resting missionary-style on her ass. Without waiting, Hank shoved her legs apart and crawled between them. Cindy could feel his meaty cockhead jabbing for her cunt. As it found the curly cunt hairs he shoved forward hard, fucking his cock right into her cunt.
"Ohhhhh!"
A second fuck, and all in the same day! Cindy marveled at her depravity as the big stud fucked his cock into her cum-smeared cunt. And in the background, Tornado snorted jealously as the two men continued to fuck the blonde teenager.
CHAPTER SEVEN
"Ohhhhh, you're . . . you're hurting me with that . . . that thing!"
"Yeah, right. You're so goddamned hot you could take two cocks at the same time, slut!" Hank said.
Cindy groaned, feeling his cockshaft hit the load of cum from Jack's prick and fuck deep into her hot pussy. The thickness and hardness of his cockmeat thrilled her tender cuntal walls. She was hot enough to fuck her cunt back onto his prick.
"Want me to stop now, baby? You want
. . . uhhh . . . want me to leave you alone now? Huh? Huh."
"No, noooo!"
"Then take it, baby. Take my cock. Fuck back on my cock, baby, and get my cum."
Hank grunted, fucking his prick deep inside the clutching hole of her cunt. His tight-skinned cockmeat slid in on the film of his buddy's cum mixed with Cindy's cunt juice. Cindy felt him shuddering on top of her, his body striking hers again and again with those hard, fucking blows. His ass shoved down fast, sending his cock fucking in and out of her pussy.
Cindy couldn't speak. The arousal burning between her legs had taken away that ability. All she could do now was grunt out her unspeakable pleasure as the stud fucked her in the barn stall.
"Slow down, man, don't blow it fast like I did," Jack suggested. He was kneeling down next to them, watching with wide eyes.
Cindy could smell Jack's cunt-soaked cock near her face. He had stretched out now so his cock was even with her mouth. As the girl felt Hank fucking his prick deep into her pussy, she turned her head around and opened her mouth wide.
Jack noticed the move and peered down at the teenager. "You want it again, baby? You wanna swing on this mother."
"Oh yes."
"Then take it."
"Man, she's gonna give you a blow-job while she's fuckin' me?"
"Told you, she's too fuckin' much. She's a real bottomless pit when it comes to screwin'. "
"Yeah, but I think I found her bottom with my prick."
"Gonna find bottom with this mother, too. Come on, bitch, suck it up hard again. Get my cock good and hard so I can shoot in your throat while you're gettin' fucked in your pussy."
"Ohhhhhh!"
Jack slid closer to her, shoving his limp prick between her lips. Cindy groaned, licking the cockhead. She could taste his cum washing over her tongue. The salty, strong jizz melted down her throat, making her frantically hunch up against Hank's cock. Her cunt was burning hot, cooking in cum and cunt juice. Her mouth closed down on Jack's cock, her lips milking the fat, meaty prickhead. Bit by bit, she felt his cock getting harder, longer, thicker. She grabbed onto Hank wildly, holding him down while he fucked his cock harder into her pussy.
"Look, man," Jack hissed down to his buddy. "This bitch is groovin' on blowing me while she's gettin' the cockmeat from you."
Hank turned his head and watched with growing fascination as Jack's cock fucked between the girl's lips. He leaned forward a little more. In a while he could see the outline of the fat cockhead appear in her throat. Then it moved farther down as Jack held Cindy's head and fucked his cock into her mouth with a big push.
"Man, that's somethin' else," Hank hissed in admiration. "Better than those two we picked up on the highway last month."
Hank began trying to time his cunt-fucking to Jack's mouth-fucking. He was fucking in and out with fast, sure strokes. In a while, he knew he had to slow down his fuck-strokes. Cindy was grateful for that. She was starting to feel the juices boiling up in her cunt. No, she didn't want that. She wanted this fucking to last as long as possible. She was going wild on a sexual high. Having two guys working on her hot body at the same time was something she wanted to make last for an eternity. Her cunt worked and squeezed down on Hank's prick as she felt him slow down. His fuck-strokes were getting longer, deeper, slower. And all the while she felt Jack trying to cram all his cock down her throat. She took all his prick she could. But when she had to breathe, she choked and gagged.
"Uhfliliftifhhhh!"
"Man, you ought to feel her cunt. It's so goddamned slippery!"
Cindy felt her pussy tightening up still more, squeezing down on his prick as it shoved into her body on the downstroke. She could feel the fat cockhead as it worked its way down to the end of her pussy. Her cuntal walls worked shut on the swollen, hard prickmeat while she pulled her legs up and wrapped them tightly around Hank's waist. It was so wonderful being in that fucking position. Her ankles rubbed up against his lower back while her shoulder blades wallowed against the hard, hay-covered barn floor. The second she got them locked around him she felt his prick fuck farther inside her pussy. The hard cockshaft was swelling, jerking and writhing against her milking cuntal walls. The tremors seemed to make her entire body jerk and twitch in rhythm.
"Oooooooohhh!" Cindy moaned loudly as she gripped Hank tighter, shoving her head down fast onto Jack's prick.
"Give it to her, man, give it to her," Hank grunted as he started fucking his prick into her cunt harder.
Cindy felt Jack start his action. Soon Hank joined in earnest, shoving down fast. His cock careened into her cunt like a missile. As the spasms in her pussy became stronger, her clit picked them up. The girl moaned and grunted, trying to get Hank and Jack to work it out with her. Her climax was so close she was afraid to move. And then suddenly she felt Jack's prick start to pulse deep inside her throat.
"Ohhhh, man, gonna do it, gonna make it with this goddamned lousy slut!" Jack groaned, his spine curling back.
"Yeah, shoot it down, man, choke the bitch with your cum."
"Ummfmmfmfffff!"
At the same time Cindy could feel Hank's hot prick jerking around in her pussy, ready to pump out its load of cum.
"Gonna shoot, gonna shoot. Take my cum, take it, get it, get it!" Hank cried.
Cindy felt his cock exploding, sending shots of white-hot jizz splashing around in her pussy. In a second she felt her hot, sore, stretched pussy explode. Her climax came on so strongly she nearly fainted. Her clit throbbed and beat until she thought it would surely tear her loose. Cindy jerked her legs up, beating her naked heels against Hank's back as she yammered around Jack's hammering prick.
Twisting her head around, the girl spit out a mixture of cum and spit. But more cum took its place, filling her throat, her mouth, nearly choking her. And at the same time Hank was filling up her cunt with his spunk, making her jerk her hips off the floor again and again.
"Ohhhhh, baby, baby," Hank moaned, sliding his hands around her asscheeks and cupping them hard. "Ride it out, baby, ride it out and have one hell of a good time while I pump up your cunt."
As the last of Jack's cum shot into her mouth, she swallowed again, feeling her throat coated with the slimy stuff. Finally they all lay still, Hank coughing as he fought to catch his breath.
"Un-fuckin'-believable!" Hank commented, shaking his head.
"Baby, you're fantastic! I wouldn't have believed it," Jack added.
"Next time we're gonna have to have the two other girls here. Maybe we'll have to get some guys from down in town if we're gonna take on the family," Hank said thoughtfully, scratching his head.
"Yeah, one's almost too much for both of us," Jack said, laughing.
Cindy felt so tired, so drained. She only half heard what they were taking about. Hank, she thought, said something about wanting to put on a dog-and-pony show, whatever that was. Then she thought about Caesar and Tornado and wondered if the guys were going to use her for some kind of freak demonstration for their friends.
"Better get dressed, baby. Your uncle's a little slow, but even he could figure out what the hell you've been doin', " Hank said.
Cindy stretched her young body, feeling the warm cum slipping out of her violated cunt-hole. She'd been fucked-really fucked by these two studs. She felt wonderful! Gathering her legs up, she sat up from the floor resting her chin on her knees. Licking the salty sweat off her flesh, she watched as the two men dressed quickly in front of her. Their cocks were soft now, dangling limply as they slipped on their Levi's.
"Hey, baby-we said get dressed. Your uncle's gonna be here soon," Jack said.
"I will."
She felt drugged. It was such an effort to move. It would have been so nice to have had them fuck her again. Not right that moment, of course! Her cunt was still a little too tender, too sore for that. She would have loved to have Hank fuck her cunt later while Jack made her mouth good and wide with his prick. But they were right. Her family would be coming back from town shortly. And she had to play the innocent little girl and get into the house.
Shortly, they were all dressed, Hank coming up behind her and giving her a hug while hunching his cock-bulge into her soft ass.
"I ain't forgettin' this, baby. I ain't gonna let somethin' like you go. Don't worry about it. Me and Jack are gonna be around to take care of that itchy little cunt for you."
Cindy shivered, pulling away from the big men and hurrying from the barn. The cooling fresh air felt good against her aroused flesh. She stopped, watching the two guys walking casually away from the barn as if nothing had happened. Men! Her mother had been right. They wanted one thing only. But then again, so had she! Cindy shook her head. It was all so confusing and getting more so as she tumbled headlong into the world of sexuality.
She would have to sort it all out later. There was that familiar dust cloud, on the road, a warning of her uncle's return. Quickly, Cindy rushed into the house, catching her breath as she switched on the television and threw herself onto the couch. She was thumbing idly a magazine when Ginger and Kathy burst into the living room some five minutes later, their arms laden with packages.
"Oh, you should've gone with us, Cindy. Daddy bought us all kinds of things," Ginger babbled, spreading them out in front of the TV.
"He was right. Gregory's had all kinds of things in from San Francisco," Kathy said.
Cindy yawned, stretching her small arms over her head. "I was tired, so I just hung around here and slept."
Ginger and Kathy were too absorbed in their packages to eye Cindy more carefully. She was glad of that. She didn't need any close scrutiny right now. Her cunt was still warm and simmering from the double fucking she'd gotten. She could still almost feel their bodies sandwiching her in that barn, and all the while poor Tornado whinnying and stomping in his stall.
"Caesar! Oh, you good dog. Look at all the things we got here," Ginger babbled.
Cindy dropped the magazine, eyeing her cousin carefully. The Doberman was nosing the two girls gently, looking at the packages, then licking Kathy across the face after having nudged around Ginger's thighs. The girls laughed easily, ignoring him while searching through the boxes for yet more sweaters and blouses.
"That's all right, boy," Cindy said, stretching out one hand and patting his handsome head. "I won't ignore you. I won't."
The two girls talked through dinner, wondering when they could go to San Francisco and have a "real" shopping spree. Uncle Harry only laughed, saying something about having to wait until Tornado turned in some prime colts from all the studding he was arranging for him. Cindy blushed. She was sure that, with that kind of cock, Tornado would be making every mare in the valley pregnant by fall.
Having helped clean up, Cindy excused herself, avoiding her cousins who were still going on about the shopping they'd done. Cindy went to her room, closing the door firmly behind her and sitting down at the edge of the bed. She had showered, working the soap over her swollen cunt, still feeling the men's pricks. Images seemed to blur in her mind. When she thought of Hank or Jack, pictures of Caesar or Tornado flashed. When she thought of the dog, one of the men's faces floated in front of her.
"Oh dear!"
Mother hadn't told her about this, about sexual obsession. Sex was, for Cindy's mother, something terribly messy-something one had to get around in marriage if possible. But how wrong her mother had been! Sex was beautiful. Fucking could be an end in itself! To live for fucking! Cindy smiled, putting one hand behind her while softly stroking her bare midriff. That would be wonderful. Not to be a whore, but simply to live for fucking. She could try all sorts of fucking with all sorts of creatures. The idea made her feel warm all over. dosing her eyes, the girl thought again about the men and the animals, her mind slowly going blank as she drifted off to sleep . . .
Cindy awoke in bed with a start, her eyes wide open. She had had a marvelous dream, one that was making her pussy warm and tight and wet all over again. In her dream, someone had draped her over several crates, having stripped her earlier. They were getting her ready for a fucking-a fucking from the horse! Just before she awoke, the animal had stepped up to her, his fat prick swinging from between his hindquarters.
"Uhhh!"
The blonde teenager rubbed her eyes, feeling her clothing sticking uncomfortably to her damp flesh. It was quite a dream. It had her sweating profusely. Shaking the sleep from her head, Cindy rose from the bed, padding over to the window. She looked out into the yard, her breath catching the moment she saw her two cousins creeping out, dressed only in their white, sheer nightgowns. Cindy pulled back from the window, making sure they wouldn't see her.
"Oh!" Cindy moved to the window again, peering down. She couldn't see them anywhere now.
Then she saw Caesar following them, nosing their gowns every now and then, running ahead, then circling back, his head bobbing up and down, his stubby tail wagging happily, excitedly. Cindy's breath caught. She knew what was going to happen. She knew what her cousins were up to. Cindy clutched her blouse, tugging at the material as she bit down on her lower lip.
Should she follow? Hadn't she had enough that day? "No!"
The question answered by that whisper told it all. Rushing from her bedroom, the girl slipped into the darkened corridor, tiptoeing down the hall past her uncle's bedroom. Rushing down the stairs and through the living room, Cindy found herself out on the back porch staring at the barn. Ginger and Kathy had been careless. The barn door was partially open, a clear indication to anyone who might go by that something was wrong. She moved quickly past the trees under which Caesar had licked her, running into the barn and closing the door firmly behind her. She could hear the girls giggling and laughing as the dog alternately whined and growled. This would be a confrontation of sorts. But it was time, she thought, to have the cards out on the table.
"Ohhhhh, Caesar, that's good, real gooood. I love it, love . . . uhhhhhh!"
"Oh yes, yes!"
Cindy bristled with excitement when she heard her cousins' voices. She knew they were getting licked off by the big Doberman and in a while one of them would get fucked by him-maybe both.
"Ummmm, that tongue . . . oh Ginger, he's got such a nice, warm tongue! It's so long, toooo! Oh, wow, he's sticking it in me . . . uhhh, stickin' it in me and it feels just like a cock or something!"
"Oh, good doggie, do it to her, do it, do it, do it!"
Cindy thought she'd drop to the floor. She put one hand to her tits, fighting for her breath. How she envied those two as she crept past the open stalls to the rear. Tornado was back there. Occasionally she could hear him snorting after the girls let out a particularly powerful cry. Cindy stopped just short of the stall, pushing her head around the far wall.
There were Ginger and Kathy, having shed their nightgowns that hung neatly on nails above them. Ginger was watching her sister who was on her hands and knees, bobbing her ass around while the dog licked and lapped at her hairy cuntal crack. Caesar was too engrossed in her juicy pussy to notice any slight sounds coming from behind him. Ginger was the first to notice.
"Oh God, Cindy!"
"Cindy?" Kathy cried, dropping to her belly.
CHAPTER EIGHT
"What are you doing here?" Ginger asked, defensively, looking up with despair at her nightgown, which was out of reach.
"Yeah, who told you to come in here, anyway?" Kathy echoed, trying to cover her spit-dampened cunt with both hands.
"Nobody. I happened to be up and saw you two sneaking off to the barn with . . . with him," Cindy said, pointing to the panting Doberman now sitting on his haunches.
Ginger and Kathy looked guiltily at one another, then stared at the big dog.
"It was all your idea, Ginger. You were the one who had to do this kinda thing. And now she's gonna tell Daddy and . . . and it's going to be awful," Kathy sobbed, hiding her face in her hands.
"You went along with it," Ginger shot back, her eyes blazing with fury and hurt. "You could've dropped out any time you wanted. But oh, no, you wanted more. You wanted Caesar to fuck you all the time."
"Stop it!" Kathy snapped, tears rolling down her flushed cheeks.
"Wait," Cindy said, putting both hands in front of her. "I'm not gonna say anything."
Both girls looked at her hopefully.
"I . . . I have a kind of confession," she began hesitantly, her eyes drifting over to Caesar, then back to her cousins once more. "I've been doing sort of the . . . well, the same thing."
Ginger and Kathy looked at one another in amazement.
"I saw the two of you one day with Caesar, and something came over me. I don't know what, but I suddenly wanted the same thing. So one night I did it and . . . and I think it's wonderful."
It took some time for the girls to get used to the fact that their supposedly prudish cousin was talking to them. When they did, Ginger was the first to speak.
"Then . . . then you're not gonna say anything to Mom and Dad?"
Cindy smiled more broadly, reaching around and unfastening her skirt. She couldn't help thinking about how roughly it had been stripped from her body early today by Hank and Jack. She would tell her cousins about that later. Right now they were having a hard time dealing with the fact that she had been fucking the dog.
"Wow, Look at her pussy! She's got so much hair around it!"
Cindy glowed with pride. Rubbing her fingers along the edges of her fast-swelling cuntlips, the girl clapped her hands together afterward, calling softly to the animal.
"Here, Caesar, here, boy. Come on and lick my pussy, boy."
The Doberman cast a quick look at the girls, then trotted over to Cindy. The girl fell back on her ass, laughing loudly as the dog wet her face, her throat, her tits, then moved down lick to her pussy. At the touch of his tongue against her cunt, Cindy let out a sharp cry, her spine straightening while her toes curled. Yes, in spite of the double fucking she'd had earlier today, the touch of the animals tongue sent her senses reeling.
"She's doing it. She wasn't lying!" Kathy cried, pointing to her cousin.
"Yeah, and she's been doing it a lot. No wonder she didn't want to go to town with us. Bet you were fooling around, huh, Cindy?" Ginger said, narrowing her eyes and smirking at her cousin.
But the blonde teenager was too far gone to answer silly questions like those right now. Her fingers rubbed through the Doberman's short warm fur as his tongue slicked up and down her hot pussy. It was so warm, so soothing after all that fucking in the afternoon. It was a kind of massage, a massage that electrified her clit. That wonderful, wonderful dog! He knew all the sensitive spots in her cunt now. His forelegs pranced nervously around her thighs while he nosed her cunt, drawing his tongue up and down over the insides of her thighs. Cindy groaned, inching her knees up, letting them fall open butterfly fashion. She could feel his tongue working up into her asshole as she wriggled her ass from side to side. Her tits were swelling with arousal while her clit sang with delight.
"Over here, Caesar, over here," Ginger called, clapping her hands together loudly.
Cindy felt the dog's tongue slosh in, working its way around her hot, clutching cunt meat. And then it was gone!
"Urnmrnm, yes, right there, right there, . . ohhh, good doggie," Ginger purred.
Caesar had left Cindy's cunt and was back to licking her cousin's pussy. Ginger was sprawled out on the ground, her ass high in the air, her elbows bent out slightly while her head bobbed up and down. Kathy was sitting on her ass nearby, fingering her own pussy as he watched her sister get tongue-fucked by the cunt-hungry animal.
"Ohhhh, it's so good, so good when he puts his tongue all the way in."
"Oh yeah, it's real good then."
Cindy raised her head, shaking the loose hair from her face. She watched as the dog wagged his narrow hips, more of his hot boner slipping out of its sheath. No, her cousins wouldn't get the animal to fuck them. It would be her cunt the dog would have!
Crawling on all fours, Cindy moved up to Ginger, her elbows touching her cousin's. Ginger looked at her suspiciously, narrowing her eyes as she wagged her hips from side to side.
"Me, Caesar, fuck me . . . oh yeahhhhh, it's gonna be so good, just like before."
"Stop it, Cindy. He's my pet," Ginger said possessively.
"So what? Let him decide who he wants to fuck," Cindy sniffed, turning away and wagging her ass pertly.
Caesar moved from one girl to the other, licking up Ginger's cunt slit, then moving around and slopping up the juices flowing from Cindy's cunt.
"Ohhhhh . . . oooowwwwww!" Cindy cried.
He was such a good dog, such a good dog. She could feel his spit dribbling down her thighs, slicking down her cuntlips. He was licking her full ass now, rubbing his snout into her cunthole. Oh yes, yes, he would fuck her, would fuck her and would make her feel so good.
"Uhhhhh!"
He lurched forward, nosing into her cunt so hard he made her moan loudly. It was dog-spit dribbling down her thighs, and Cindy didn't care. In a second he was growling loudly, letting his fangs nip along the edges of her pussy as he'd done earlier. She humped back, making fucking movements against his tongue, hoping he would take this as a signal and mount her.
Her body was responding fast to that cunt-licking. And then, just when she thought he was going to fuck her, Caesar moved away.
Both Cindy and Ginger looked in amazement as Caesar trotted over to Kathy and started lapping at her cunt. The young girl let out a throaty cry, her face reflecting the intense joy she felt. Her legs snapped outward while her head rolled from side to side, bumping the stall wall. Caesar was growling louder, his cries muffled by the swollen meat of her puffy cunt. Kathy slid down, raising her legs, getting ready to get fucked missionary-style. It was something Cindy and Ginger had never seen before. Kathy was sliding down on her back until she was flat against the ground, her legs thrust high in the air.
Caesar looked a little puzzled at first, then put both forepaws on her inner thighs and hunkered down. His prick was brushing up against Kathy's warm, fuzzy cunt slit. And then he fucked in.
"Ohhhhhhh!"
He was fucking her, fucking her the way a man would fuck a woman. His tongue hung from one corner of his maw, saliva dribbling down on the girl's jiggling tits. In a while he got the hang of it, balancing himself carefully, dipping his hips back and forth, fucking his cock all the way into her cunthole.
Cindy wouldn't have believed something like that if she hadn't seen it. She fell onto one side, her breath catching every now and then as she watched her younger cousin get fucked this way. In a moment the girl felt something else-something far more tangible than the emotions rioting in her brain. "Ginger!"
"Isn't it hot watching the two of them fuck? It's real hot," the girl panted, her eyes wide with excitement as they focused on the fucking dog and his mistress.
But it wasn't the sight of Kathy and Caesar surprising Cindy any longer. It was her cousin's hand, drifting over to her pussy, stroking her wet, silken cunt hairs. And the resulting sensations of pleasure surprised her. Never, never had she thought about doing this with another girl. Of course, she had never thought about fucking with an animal until recently. Oh, what would Hank and Jack say now about her? They had called her the bottomless pit when it came to fucking. Perhaps they were right!
"No, I don't do things like that," Cindy said, slapping her cousin's right hand away.
"Neither do I," Ginger sniffed, pushing her hand back. "But Kathy's not gonna let Caesar go, and he's not gonna fuck us. And I'm so hot, Cindy!"
Cindy could see the rationale in this situation. Her cunt was so steamy and wet, and there was nothing around to satisfy it. Sighing in submission, she closed her eyes and let Ginger touch her pussy. The slight teasing sensation of her cousin's slender fingertips inching their way through the matted blonde hairs surrounding her cuntal mound made her sigh once more.
Opening her eyes, Cindy saw Kathy bouncing her legs against the dog's lower back. Caesar's eyes were glowing, his stubby tail straight as an arrow while the short fur around his neck bristled. He was high, high on sex, on her cousin Kathy. And there was the young girl, sprawled on the barn floor with her legs kicked high. Her cunt was split in two by that knobby red dog-cock. At times Cindy could see the fat prick pulling from Kathy's swampy cunt. Juice dribbled out from the cunthole, leaving long, silvery paths on the girl's thighs. Kathy loved it, giggling and babbling wildly while rubbing her heels against the dog's back. At times the girl stopped, her face slackening while she made strangled, gurgling cries. Cindy whimpered, knowing Kathy was experiencing a particularly powerful spasm rushing through her cunt. How she wished she could trade places with the girl.
"Uhhhhh, fuck me, Caesar-oh yes, yes, fill my cunt with that prick!"
"Come on, Cindy."
Ginger was turning Cindy around, twisting her until she was on her right side. Looking up, she could see that Ginger's naked tits were in a deep red, the areolas a light pink. Looking down a little farther, Cindy could see the drops of pussy juice clinging to Ginger's cunt hairs like dew. Yes, the girl was as hot as she was. No wonder she'd suggested doing something like this to ease the fuck-lust.
"Ohhh, Caesar, fuck me harder! Uhhhh, yes, fuck me!"
Cindy felt her cousin's hands wrapping around her head. In a moment the girl twisted around again until her cunt was facing Cindy.
"Suck it, honey. Come on, Cindy, taste my pussy," Ginger crooned.
Cindy resisted, feeling her head being pulled and jerked forward. She could smell the pungent aroma of her cousin's aroused cunt. She knew the girl was burning up down there.
"Come on, Cindy, don't be shy. I'm gonna do the same thing to you."
The hairs were tickling her nose. It was just like the time Jack had made her suck his cock. Only now there was a dark-red cunt gash instead of that wonderful prick jutting out.
"Ooooo, touch it, touch my pussy with your tongue!" the girl cried.
Ginger was hunching forward a little more, pressing her hot, swollen cunt meat up against Cindy's face. The blonde teenager felt that pussy rubbing up against her lips and let out a soft sigh. Ginger was touching her cunt too, tracing the outer edges of her pussylips with the tip of her tongue. Turning her head, Cindy took another look at her cousin Kathy. Caesar had slowed his fucking now, twisting his head around and pressing one side of it against the back of her neck. His sleek, powerful body was still making soft fucking movements. Cindy shivered. She could hear that sucking sound, the sound that indicated a cock trenching out a hot, wet cunt.
Kathy moaned, her groans mixing with the dog's throaty growls as the two of them continued to fuck. The girl was spreading her knees a little farther apart, her thighs stretching as she hunkered down toward the dirt floor of the barn stall. Her tits were brushing against the floor, tufts of straw and hay clinging to her flushed, dampened tit flesh. The expression on Kathy's face told it all. Sweat made her full, high cheeks glisten under the dim light as Caesar took another hunch forward and fucked his cock back into her pussy all the way.
Cindy turned away from the dog-fucked scene and slipped her lips up against her cousin's cunt. Cindy was pumping her ass back and forth, back and forth against Ginger's face. Cindy shuddered. She could feel a tongue fucking gently into her cunt. It was pushing carefully in, stretching the outer cuntlips gently. Ginger was blowing a hot breath through Cindy's blonde cunt hair while she licked the itchy, tingly bud of the blonde's clit. And then Ginger began to suck, fitting her mouth tightly onto Cindy's cunt.
"Ohhhhhh!" Cindy gasped.
Where had the girl learned to do such things? Her mind exploded like a fireworks factory, her body hunching and humping up against Ginger. Puffs of dirt and straw rose around their writhing bodies as Ginger's tongue worked magic on her cousin's hot pussy.
"Ohhhh, do it, give it to me! Please, please, Ginger. Oh yes, yes, I want to do it all night. Eat my pussy! Please, suck me! Oooooo, lick my cunt, it's sooooo good!"
Cindy didn't know where the words came from. They just sounded so right at the moment as her cousin fucked her tongue into her cunt. And now she was pressing her body to Cindy's face. Ginger wanted the same kind of treatment she was giving. Cindy moaned, feeling Ginger moaning into her cunt. She could feel the girl panting into her pussy. Looking up, she saw her cousin's clit pop out, throbbing and hard.
"Ohhhh, yes, yes," Cindy hissed, shifting her hips from side to side.
"Suck it, suck me!" Ginger cried.
Cindy couldn't believe herself! She was! actually trembling in anticipation as her cousin lowered her body a little more, spreading her knees on either side of Cindy's head. Cindy raised her head slightly from the barn floor, sticking out her tongue. She licked the red, throbbing surface of Ginger's delicate clit. There was a loud moan from Ginger. Cindy watched as the tendons suddenly bulged out along the girl's inner thighs. Then Ginger slipped down fast, her juicy cunt pushing against Cindy's sucking mouth. Cindy stuck her tongue between the plump cunt lips as hard as she could, driving her cousin wild.
"Ooooooooo! That's it, Cindy, that's it, do it, tongue it," Ginger whispered hotly, pinching her cousin's ass.
"Mmmmmmffff!" Kathy grunted nearby.
Again Cindy turned her head, watching Kathy and the dog fucking. Caesar was pumping his narrow hips fast now, his body slamming hard and rhythmically against the young girl's. His forelegs slipped alongside the girl's ribs, the claws leaving red marks on her skin. Kathy didn't seem to notice the scratches. Her mind was obviously spinning out of control. Long strings of drool oozed from between her lips while her eyes glazed over and rolled up into her head. She was grunting, her nostrils flaring as that knobby dog-cock fucked in and out of her overheated cunt hole. At times Cindy thought she could hear air blowing out around the trenching prick as Kathy teetered on the edge of orgasm.
Kathy was suddenly screaming, her jaws slackened, a mindless torrent of sound coming out from between her lips. It was a private language, a language of sexual climax. The girl was cumming, her body almost hidden by the dog's furry body as he pumped and fucked his prick deeper into her pussy.
Caesar was shooting now. Cindy could tell. She could tell from the stifled growling sounds the animal was making. Woman and dog-the two of them-jerking and twisting around in the stall together, their bodies rubbing together as more and more white-hot jizz erupted from Caesar's prick and spurted into Kathy's cunthole.
"Don't stop now, Cindy. Come on, eat my pussy!"
"Sorry."
Cindy pulled herself away from the momentary distraction and once again began this new phase of her sexual life as she lapped Ginger's pussy.
CHAPTER NINE
Ginger was sucking hard at Cindy's runny cunt. It was almost as if she were cumming. At the same time, the blonde teenager could feel her cousin's hands circling her ass, cupping her asscheeks possessively. Then she could feel Ginger's index finger getting close to her asshole. Gradually the girl approached that sensitive hole until she was pricking the wrinkled flesh with her fingernail. Cindy felt her sphincter tighten and she began trembling as the girl stroked her there. "No, don't . . . oh please."
It seemed so wildly wrong for her cousin to be toying with her asshole now. But then again, what was right and wrong any more? In a second Cindy felt her cousin fucking that finger up into her ass.
Cindy thought it was so weird having that finger inside her asshole. She loved the sensation. She felt her ass ring gripping that invading finger again. How it wiggled around and around, teasing her ass madly, sending hot thrills racing from her asshole to her cunt. Her clit throbbed more readily from all those delicious vibrations in her ass. She twisted her hips up and down, getting finger-fucked in the ass and tongue-fucked in the cunt. It was wild. Stimulated at both ends by her own cousins. And how good it felt! For a while, Cindy forgot about the dog, the horse, the men who had fucked her. That finger and that tongue were all she knew about.
"Ohhhh, do it, do it!"
As Ginger wiggled her finger in the tight hole of her cousin's ass, Cindy felt her own spread cuntlips being kissed open again. A hot, slippery mouth opened wide, the lips pressing down firmly against her pussy. Cindy felt the sucking mouth working on her cunt, pulling the flesh up in gentle tugs until it was almost like having a prick fucking in and out. Oh yes, like having someone fucking her. Images of Jack and Hank flashed through her mind, followed by those of the horse and Caesar as Ginger continued fucking her with her tongue. Kathy was still moaning. But it was the moan of a young woman completely satisfied.
"Suck me more, Ginger. Oh yeahhh, yeahhh, suck me some more."
As Ginger sucked hard at the girl's cunt, she fucked her finger deeper into Cindy's asshole.
"Uhhhhhh!"
More hot surges of delight flashed through her body, exploding in her clit and brain at the same time. She hunched against that fucking finger, loving the pressure it created in her ass. Its wriggling path throbbed right to her cunt. The cunt walls buckled, vibrating like a struck gong. Ginger's tongue and finger were working together, stroking and poking about, pulling more and more sensation from the near-exhausted blonde teenager.
Ginger groaned into Cindy's cunt, making the girl's clit vibrate more than before. Cindy was coming unglued once again.
"Oh stop, stop, stop!"
Of course, Cindy didn't want the girl to stop at all. She kicked her legs high on either side of Ginger's body, rubbing the insides of her thighs against her cousin's head. Shoving her ass up as best she could, she surrendered her cunt to Ginger in a frenzy of lust. With each hunch of her ass, she felt her cousin's licking tongue lash over the slick flesh of her pussy. "Noooooo!"
Ginger still kept that finger stuck up Cindy's ass, wriggling it around and around like a snake. In a moment the two girls were on their sides. And then suddenly Cindy found herself on top. As soon as they were in position once more, she started hunching down, shoving her tight cunt into her cousin's mouth. Now she could see Kathy better, see the girl stretched out so prettily on the barn floor with Caesar at her side, licking his broad tongue down her spine.
The sight of those smooth asscheeks still pumping against the barn floor while the dog serviced her sent more thrills through Cindy. She hunched down more quickly, feeling Ginger's tongue pushing up and staying rigid. Straddling her cousin's head, she worked her ass around in a series of short, fast fuck-thrusts. She learned just how far she could pull herself up without letting that wonderful hard tongue slip out of her cunt. As she concentrated on fucking herself with Ginger's tongue, Cindy dropped her head a little more, gluing her mouth tightly on the soft, fat fur-covered cunt trembling in front of her.
"Ohhhh, that's it, Cindy, that's it! Make me feel soooo good!"
Cindy felt her cousin twisting under her. She was determined to stay on top. She kept shoving her cunt down, pressing her pussy against the girl's face while bracing her knees against the ground. She could feel Ginger's narrow shoulders shaking against the insides of her thighs. Cindy could feel those hot chills of orgasm beginning to build up deep in her cunt. She was going to cum. Gripping her cousin's soft white thighs as hard as she could, Cindy stiffened her tongue and fucked it deep into Ginger's cunt. The girl went wild.
"Oooooofffff!"
Cindy could feel her cousin shaking under her as if she were having a fit. Her tongue fucked even deeper into that hot pussy. Yes, she could feel Ginger's cunt starting to spasm against her tongue. She felt Ginger humping wildly as if she were going crazy. Ginger was fucking that finger hard inside Cindy's tight ass while keeping her tongue mashing down against the blonde's erupting clit.
"Oooooooo!" Cindy felt her own climax about to overwhelm her.
Then she felt the climax hit Ginger's cunt and suddenly forgot everything except the explosions tearing through her own pussy.
Spasms rippled through Cindy's cunt as her clit popped into Ginger's sucking mouth. She came with a rush as violent as any she'd had with the men or Caesar. Her entire body seemed to spasm, her toes curling, her belly muscles knotting again and again as her clit sparked into wildfire. And all the while she held tightly to her cousin, holding the twitching, cumming girl in place as she fucked her swampy pussy onto that still-licking tongue.
Finally they both collapsed and lay together cradled in one another's arms. Kathy crawled from her place, kicking the sniffing dog playfully in the sides as he rubbed his snout up against her ass.
"He still wants to fuck," Kathy panted, looking over her shoulder at the big Doberman.
"Too tired . . . too tired to do it," Cindy said, brushing loose hair from her eyes.
The three girls huddled together. Finally, it was Cindy who suggested they go back to the house before someone discovered them missing. There would be more time, more time for the dog, for themselves. Her secret shame, her affair with the horse still went unannounced. That was a story Cindy wasn't sure her cousins could handle-yet.
. .The following .morning, the. girls sat next tp one another at the breakfast table, whispering conspiratorially, stopping when Cindy's aunt came in with the food. The blonde teenager had never felt so free and daring in her life. Her cousins were in on her little secret, and they loved every second of it. There were times, too, when the girl was about to blurt out what she and the ranch hands had done. But she stopped short, fumbling around with her fork on the plate as Ginger and Kathy rattled on about some of the boys at school.
"Talking about boys makes me real hot," Kathy panted, squirming in her seat. She wolfed down her pancakes, her nipples stiff and hard and poking against the soft material of her halter.
"Yeah, but those dumb guys don't do anything. You'd think they'd try something on a date. But they back off at the last second," Ginger pouted, putting down her glass of milk with a thud.
"I had Ken Rogers going last time at the October hop-he had his face down near my cunt, licking me all over, and I thought I was gonna go crazy," Kathy said, leaning over after making sure her mother was out of the room. "Then he pulled back, said I was too nice a girl to do something like that."
Cindy let out a raspy laugh, covering her mouth immediately with one hand.
"What was I supposed to tell him?" Kathy went on. "That I was a slut?"
"That's why we've been fooling around with the dog, I guess. Although, he's sure fun on his own terms," Ginger concluded, rubbing her nipples secretively through her blouse.
"He's super," Cindy agreed, her mind flashing back on the two hands and the horse. What would the girls say if they were to know? But no, she would let them know about that later.
The girls wanted to talk more. But Cindy's Aunt Helen had some house chores for them to do. Cindy helped along, then stopped when she caught sight of Hank and Jack carrying a load of heavy tools from one shed to the barn. Her uncle had gone back into town to finalize one of the deals for Tornado's studding. Cindy looked around guiltily, hearing her cousins rummaging around in the upstairs closets while her aunt was busy cleaning out the kitchen cupboards. It was nearly noon by the time she got the courage to slip from the house. In a moment, the youngster was headed out the front door for the barn.
When she arrived in the barn, Cindy found Jack was gone, apparently having left to perform another chore. Hank was slouched in a stall, thumbing through an old copy of
Hustler, sipping a can of beer. Cindy stopped, her heart beating. She was ready for anything this afternoon.
"Huh? Oh, it's you? Gettin' bored in there playing housewife?" Hank sneered, putting down the magazine.
"Uh-huh," Cindy said, working on her blouse as she stared at him.
She began unfastening the buttons, pushing the front open. She and the girls had decided not to wear bras this morning, hoping to tease the men around the ranch with their bouncy tits. Now Cindy felt her stiff nipples. They tilted upward, pointing straight toward Hank's mouth. Cindy sucked in her lower lip and bit down, feeling so daring. She cupped one tit her her right hand, massaging and milking it, rolling her tit around until the nipple was completely erect.
"You want me to play with your tits?"
"Uh-huh."
Cindy moved forward, dropping to her knees. In a moment she felt the tip of his tongue flicking against her tits. In another move, he slipped the hand with the beer in it forward, pressing the cold, frosted can against her tit tips. As the cold bit into her tits, Cindy closed her eyes and shuddered. Her fingers pressed into his heavily muscled leg.
"Too bad Jack's not here. He would've loved this. But he's gonna be back in a while! Maybe we can just fuck around till he comes in."
"Oh, I want it now, now, now!" Cindy said determinedly, her teeth set together.
"Yeah, you really do," Hank said, smiling sexily as he watched her.
"Please, touch me," Cindy said, shuddering when she heard Tornado whinnying in the back.
"Don't worry about him," Hank said, noticing her reaction. "He's been actin' kinda weird lately. Real excited. Maybe he knows what the old man's gonna do, make him fuck all those fillies out there. Hell, I'd be kicking my heels around if I knew that."
"Ohhhh!"
Cindy shook the thought of horse-cock from her mind, wrapping both arms around Hank's waist and pushing her head between his legs. Her cheek nestled over the hard, bulging outline of his prick. Turning her face down, Cindy pressed her lips against the tip of his hard-on. Her hands stroked over the bulge of his balls while she blew a steady stream of hot air onto his cock-bulge.
"Hurtin' my balls," he grunted, shoving his hips upward, a grimace etching across his face.
"Sorry."
Cindy reached up to unsnap his jeans. Her fingers worked quickly. Soon the loosened flaps halved and peeled away to reveal his hard, hairy belly. His cock lay down farther, pointing off to one side. Cindy slipped her hands over his body, working her fingers down to his throbbing prick.
"Easy," he grunted, raising his powerful hips up again.
"Yes, yes."
Cindy was growing so hot she could hardly think straight. She thought of her aunt and cousins slaving away in the house and nearly broke out laughing as she touched that wonderful, pleasure-giving cock. Carefully, she curled her fingers around the bulging, meaty prick and started tugging at his cock. She worked his cock across his belly, up to the opened fly. Finally she slid his prick to freedom. As the fat cock shaft lifted up and out, Cindy took away her hand. Eight inches or so of throbbing cockmeat bobbed up from Hank's crotch. The thick mushroom-headed prick shaft swayed back and forth under the steady throbbing of the blue veins crisscrossing the surface.
"Man, suck this thing . . . suck it good till it cums, baby."
Cindy lowered her head obediently, her full lips opening and wrapping around the fleshy cockhead. Again she kissed his prick gently, flicking her tongue over the tiny piss-hole.
"Man, that's it, that's really it. You turn me on when . . . uhhh . . . when you move your fuckin' tongue around like that."
Cindy was going crazy sucking his prick. Her tongue worked around the fat cock head, laving it with spit, then working up and down until the entire cock rod was glistening with her saliva. Then she opened her mouth wide and took the whole cock head in her sucking mouth. Spit drooled down his cockshaft. Her tongue flicked over and around his fucker continually, her lips closing in a tender grip. Leaning forward, Cindy took his cock from an angle that let it fuck easily into her throat.
"Christ, you're better than before," he gasped.
"Mmmmmmmm!"
Cindy was happy with her mouth full of cockmeat. Hank watched her licking at his prick. As the girl began going down, he closed his eyes in delight. He put the beer can down as he lay back on the ground. As Cindy went down all the way onto his hot prick meat, he grabbed her head. Holding her firmly in place, Hank started shoving up, fucking rhythmically into her mouth.
"Oh yeah, yeah, gonna fuck that pretty little mouth, gonna make it stretch around my fat prick till I blow my jizz in there."
"Ummm-hummmmm!"
Cindy wanted to feel the jets of his spunk spurting against the back of her throat. She wanted to feel his fat prick shooting out globs of his jizz while her tongue wriggled and laved around his cock stalk.
"Go for it, bitch! Yeah, you little slut, go for it, milk my prick with your fuckin' lips. That's it, slut!"
Hank was going wild, swaying his thighs while jerking his body up against the cock-sucking teenager. As his ass came up off the ground again, Cindy gripped his Levi's, pulling them down so his ass, balls and cock swung around naked. It was as if she couldn't get enough of him. She ran her fingers lightly all over his naked crotch. Her silky blonde hair tumbled down over her face, hiding her mouth at times as it slid up and down the slippery spit-slicked cock throbbing in her mouth. Her hands tickled their way up between Hank's legs, cupping his balls. Gently, she rubbed his balls, rolling the leathery ball-sac from side to side. And all the while, she was feeling Hank's hands gripping her head tighter as his cum started boiling up from his balls.
Cindy's cuntal walls were slapping together, the swollen outer cuntlips folding over one another' as her pussy juice seeped from her puffy fuck-hole. Cindy knew she wasn't going to cum. This was only the preliminary, the overture to another wild sexy afternoon at the farm.
"Good?" she asked, pulling her face up off his cock.
Hank brushed her hair back out of her face and stared wildly at her. Cindy's lips were red and wet, and her eyes were glittering with the same exciting lust burning in his. The girl gulped down some spit and pre-cum greedily, savoring the taste of his cock.
"You really dig cock, don't you, chick?" he growled.
"Oh yes, yes!"
"You wanna suck it some more?"
"Oh yes, yes!" Cindy bubbled.
Cindy's eyes were glued to his right hand that moved to the base of his prick. Hank's balls lifted high against the thick root of his cock. As he jacked his hand down, the fat, purple cockhead jerked around. Cindy lowered her head again and slipped her lips around that fat cock.
"Ummfmmfmmfmfff!"
"Uhhh . . . oh, baby, that's the way to do it . . . slow and nice."
A hot shudder ran through Cindy's body as she tasted more of his jizz now. He was going to shoot. Oh yes, and he was going to shoot his cum-load right down into her throat! How nice that would be!
CHAPTER TEN
"Ohhhh, that's right, get down on my prick! Suck it good! Eat my cock meat, Cindy, like a good little girl. Yeah, that's the way!"
How her cunt burned! How her cheeks puffed out while the mixture of spit and cum slicked down her sucking throat! The girl tasted another thick drop of his pre-cum. She let it seep into her taste buds, then swallowed it greedily, letting the clutching tissues of her throat work over the head of Hank's cock.
"Ease up a sec, baby. I'm close," Hank warned her.
"Like it?" Cindy teased as she slid her mouth off his super-sensitive cockhead.
"Yeah, but not so quick. Besides, what about my buddy?"
"Ohhh, don't think about him now, please, don't think about him."
Tornado whinnied again. The noise took Cindy's attention away for a moment.
"You suck cock pretty good, Cindy. But I wanna fuck. I wanna jam my cock up your pussy and shoot my jizz right into your tight fuck-hole."
He told her to lie down. Obediently, Cindy stretched out on her back after having slipped off her shorts. As she spread her legs, the pink, wet flesh of her cunt flashed through the curtaining cuntal hairs.
"Oh yeah, yeah, nice, real nice."
Hank stood over her now, looking down at her cunt. He bent his legs slowly, lowering himself between her splayed thighs. His chest rose and fell slowly as he kept his breathing under control. His eyes strayed to the pink slash of her cunt again. Cindy groaned, rubbing her ass against the hay-strewn floor. Hank was taking his time, purposely teasing her, driving her wild by simply not touching her. It was a delicious torture, one the girl savored as she writhed slowly under his touch.
His mouth opened wide, then glued onto hers, his tongue slashing down into her throat. He couldn't hold back any longer. Hank lunged down hard, the flanged head of his prick spearing right into the hairy slif of her pussy. His cock jammed down on target, shoving through the fleshy pussy lips, fucking down into Cindy's slippery cunt. With a powerful shove of his hips, he stuck his hard cock all the way down into the girl's quivering, juicy cunt hole.
"Ohhhhh!"
It was as if someone were cramming a hot poker between her legs. As he pulled his ass back for another killing fuck-stroke, Cindy wrapped her arms around his back, clenching him tightly. There were times as they fucked when Hank lifted the girl from the barn floor, her body quivering, hanging there from his while her cunt sucked tightly around his rod-ding prick.
"Ohhhhh!" Cindy moaned in ecstasy as she felt his prick fuck a third time all the way down into her cunt. She twisted her body upward, holding onto his thighs as the fat cockshaft pulled halfway out. "Nooooo!"
Cindy felt the spear of his throbbing cock meat sink yet again into her body. Her cunt was tightening on the hard prick, the hot juice of her cunt seeping out and coating his spearing prick meat. Cindy felt her clit rising up pink and hard, rubbing against the hardness of Hank's groin. Her ass twisted around again, grinding upward while her cunt held hard onto his cock.
"Take it baby, take my prick!"
"Yes, oh yes!"
Cindy felt the air around her thicken, spark with electricity. It was getting so impossible for her to draw a breath! How dry her mouth and throat were! His stiff cockmeat shoved aside the soft tissues, fucking deep into her cunt. When his hips came up again, Cindy thought she would surely come apart.
"More, more, more!" she cried.
"Yeah, you'll get more," Hank growled. "Gonna fuck you till you spit cum!"
Her legs tightened their already-hard grip, the resulting pressure and tension pulling her cunt wide open. Cindy felt the straining of the delicate cuntal tissues as they stretched over the thick base of his cock.
"Fuck!" she gasped.
Hank fucked his cock into her cunt with another hard stroke. His cockshaft buried itself in her tight pussy and stayed there. Hank ground his ass down, trying to force his cock farther and farther into her body.
"Gonna cum . . . gonna lose it, baby! Gonna blow my wad!"
It had happened so suddenly. Cindy cried out, beating her heels against his hips. Her fingers curled, the nails scratching his back so hard that Hank reared up like a stallion in agony. He let out another cry, his balls cutting loose. Thick creamy knots of hot cum began shooting out of his prick and blowing into the clutching hole of Cindy's cunt.
"Uhhhhh!" It was wild, feeling his cum fire hosing into her pussy. Cindy cried out again and again, feeling her own climax about to cut loose. "Nooooo!"
Had she screamed that loudly? Cindy hadn't meant to. Her aunt and cousins might hear. And then where would she be? But the girl just couldn't keep quiet as spasm after cunt-wrenching spasm ripped through her pussy. She held onto Hank and took his last hard fuck-thrusts, her clit popping off again and again while his hot cock cream washed her convulsing pussy. Again the girl cried, arching her back, wallowing her shoulders against the hard ground.
The crescendo of their climaxes finally subsided, leaving them panting on the floor. Cindy held tightly onto him, loving sensation of his prick still throbbing against her cunt. How good it was! How absolutely good it was feeling a real man fucking her. She wriggled her ass around some more, feeling the rubbing sensation of Hank's cock rod against her cum-smeared cuntal walls.
"Ohhh, that's good, very, very good," Cindy moaned.
"You know Jack would be fuckin' turned on if he could fuck you right now, right after me. Too bad he ain't around."
Cindy thought of the other man. How greedy she had become. Two men, and her cousins hadn't had any. She smiled at how she had seduced them all. Cindy giggled.
"Something wrong?"
"No, nothing. It's just that . . . that I feel so darned good!"
"Great, chick, then you can get it on with anything or anyone around here. Right?" another male voice said.
It was Jack, standing in the doorway of the stall. He had a mischievous smile on his face, his hands crossed over his bare, sweaty chest.
"Christ! You scared the shit outta me!" Hank said.
"All the screamin' and moanin' the two of you were doing, I'm surprised you didn't scare the shit outta me and the dog."
"He's here?" Cindy exclaimed, feeling a little excited by the news.
Hank gave her a sly look, pulling his prick from her slackening cunt.
"In. the fur," Jack said.
Jack moved back, the Doberman coming around and sniffing the air, thick with the aroma of fucking. Almost immediately he went for her pussy, sticking his nose into her cunt and sniffing around.
"No, ohhh!"
Cindy couldn't believe the way her pussy was reacting. Her cunt spasmed at the first touch of Caesar's snout, the tender cuntlips squirming against one another while her clit began to rise again from the surrounding wet pussy flesh.
"She just don't get enough. Got tapped and poked by me, and now she wants the pooch as well."
"Man, she's gonna suck me off a little before that mangy mutt gets himself off," Jack growled, pulling down his pants and moving forward. "Get up and roll over, baby."
In a moment Cindy found herself on all fours, supported in part by Hank, who remained on his side while his buddy slipped his cock down between her lips.
"She gives great head, man," Hank commented, rubbing one hand over his prick in memory.
"Yeah? I'll be the judge of that right now. Get them lips over my cock, bitch."
Cindy loved their dirty mouths, loved the way they talked about her and the way she could suck a man off. She let her head fall heavily over that fat cock shaft. When the cockhead gouged her tonsils, she swallowed and felt the soft linings of her throat massage his cock. Jack fucked forward. At the same time, Caesar moved around behind her, nuzzling his black nose all the way into the opening of her cunt. Cindy groaned, shaking Jack's cock to the roots. She could feel her cunt muscles convulsing around that furry invasion. The dog grunted, skewering her cunt with his tongue. The hair curled around the sides of her cuntlips, soaking with Caesar's hot doggie-spit. He was going at her pussy with the same hungry eagerness as before, brushing the pink surface of his tongue over her sore clit again and again. Cindy growled as loudly as the animal, wagging her ass while sucking Jack's cock as hard as she could.
"Come on, boy, fuck the bitch! Come up and mount the little slut," Hank encouraged.
Caesar's mouth was withdrawn. She felt him taking hold of one of her asscheeks and shaking her gently. It was wild. The strain of her nipped, pulled ass flesh took more of her breath away. She struggled to keep her concentration, to keep sucking hungrily at Jack's cock. Again and again Cindy swallowed, the salty flavor of his pre-cum making her swallow more. Jack seemed to like it when the delicate swells back in her throat rolled and convulsed around his cockhead. Hot dribbles of pre-cum seeped down her throat. Jack had started shoving his hips frantically. Cindy struggled to keep his cock in her mouth. And then he was shooting a flood of cock cream down her throat, his hands slapping the sides of her face while his groin hunched up and flattened her nose.
"Ummfmfmmfffff!"
Hot spunk shot rhythmically from his cockhead, spurting out from the corners of her lips. Cum filled her cheeks, more and more cum spitting against the roof of her mouth. Meanwhile Caesar bit at her thigh, then licked deep into the peeled-back, swollen flesh of her cunt. She quivered and groaned through her nose, gurgling as she bolted down the hot cum with excitement. How she loved that slimy, sticky cock cream. And now she wanted something in her pussy again, something that would pay her back for all the effort of sucking Jack's cock.
"Ahhhhh!"
Jack pulled away, a signal for Caesar to mount the girl. Grunting happily, the big Doberman quickly slipped on top of the panting girl, positioning himself for another fuck.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
"Ohhhh, ohh, that's so good, so very, very good!"
Cindy squirmed out of control while Caesar fucked his red cock into her cunthole. Her pussy blew out a spasm of hot air while her asshole winked shut at the sudden penetration. Her belly sagged, tightened, then sagged again while her cunt milked the invading dog-cock lovingly. The teenager was in heaven, curling her fingers into the hard dirt of the barn floor. And all the while Jack and Hank were watching, their eyes glued to the scene as the cunt-hungry Doberman fucked her.
"Urnmmmm!" she moaned.
Cindy felt suddenly dazed. It was happening all over again. But this time it was with the dog! The girl wagged her ass as if it were a tail, her ass muscles clenching and unclenching while her pussy blew out more hot air. Caesar was stabbing blindly, his prick slipping out of her pussy. Cindy tried to help him-, dipping and plunging her ass up and down. But nothing seemed to work. The big animal was too nervous, nearly fucking her in the asshole at one point.
Her mind was spinning, her cunt winking shut as the dog's fat knobby prick brushed up again and again against her clit. The furry crotch rubbing over her puffy cuntlips sent electric sparks piercing into her overloaded brain. Cindy cried out wildly, wanting that prick fucking into her cunthole again. She had to have it now, now, now!
"Man, the little chick's a real nympho. And she . . . hey, the pooch's shootin', " Hank said, pointing at the humping Doberman.
"Yeah, man, firin' his load and the slut ain't even got it in her."
Cindy groaned, feeling the hot streaks of cum spattering against her ass. It was true! Caesar was shooting off, and not even in her cunt! Desperately, Cindy tried jerking her tightening thighs to one side. But Caesar stubbornly refused to move. Holding tightly onto her, jabbing frantically, the big dog fucked blindly, rubbing his cock against her ass and missing her cunt again and again.
"Ohhhhh!" Cindy sobbed, feeling her body grow hotter as the dog climbed off her.
"Man, poor little thing's all worked up, and we're too fuckin' drained to do anything about it," Hank said, laughing at the squirming young girl.
"There's somebody here who ain't got off yet," Jack said, a sly smile crossing his face.
"What the . . . ohhhh, you mean . . . yeah, you're right."
Cindy shook her head, rolling onto her ass and peering through her disheveled hair at the two guys.
"We found her foolin' around with the horse. Maybe she wants to go all the way. You want that, baby, you wanna get fucked by old Tornado?"
Cindy didn't want to say anything. She was still a little shy about admitting she wanted to be fucked by a horse.
"Sure she does," Jack said, bending down and pulling the girl from the floor.
"Please . . . "
She didn't dare mouth her needs. She could well imagine the laughter, the sneers. They knew-they knew what she wanted. Hank took her other arm, helping the teenager along the barn corridor. She could hear the horse, hear him snorting and panting nearby. Cindy felt her pulse quickening again. What a slut she was! And yet . . . and yet these two young men saw nothing wrong with it. She felt their fingers tightening around her upper arms as they guided her right up to Tornado's stall.
"There he is, and man, look at the bastard!
He's got a fuckin' hard-on. He must've heard you screamin' out there. Baby, he wants to fuck you, and we're gonna help out," Hank said.
"Come on, get them boxes over here . . . right up against the sawhorse," Hank directed.
There was scraping all around her. Cindy didn't notice what was going on. Her eyes were riveted to the animal's, her heart beating wildly as she watched his black nostrils quivering with lust. She knew he could smell her, smell her juicing cunt. Her thighs tightened while her red nipples stood up once more.
"Okay, bitch, you're gonna get fucked by a horse. This is somethin' for the books, man. She's gonna bend over here and take a horse's prick up her pussy!"
"Uhhhhhhh . . . "
Hank was still holding her with one hand, pulling the girl around to one side of the big stallion. Jack had put several boxes on top of one another, stationing an old sawhorse in front of the pile.
"It ain't a bed, but it's the best thing for you out here."
"Come on, baby, come on and let Tornado fuck out that cunt," Jack said, pulling Cindy over the top of the sawhorse.
The blonde slipped over the top of the device face down, her head dangling while Hank led the horse from his stall to Cindy. She felt the animal's tongue licking the backs of her thighs now. Oh, it was so much more intense, so much more exciting! Turning her head around and peering through heavy-lidded eyes, Cindy saw the animal's big head bobbing up and down while he licked her cunt. How her clit burned, sparked with a pinpoint intensity as the animal stomped around behind her.
"Come on, boy, come on," Hank urged, leading Tornado forward by the reins.
There was more stomping, more neighing. Cindy waited, trembling like a bitch in heat for her lover. Finally, his front hoofs pawed around near her head. He was starting to climb onto the boxes stacked on either side of her. There was the awful sound of the wood creaking under his weight. Then Hank and Jack were doing something behind her, guiding the big animal as he moved into position to fuck her.
"Get ready, baby, this is it!"
Something very hot and slick touched her cunt. Immediately, Cindy's pussy muscles cramped, the furry fuck-hole snapping shut, then unsticking and winking open once more. Tornado hunched down again, fucking the blunt head of his cock into her cunthole with the help of Hank and Jack. "Uhhhhh!"
Cindy's eyes blinked open, her jaw slackening as she felt that long fat black horse-cock squeezing through her cunt meat. The horse was fucking her! He was actually fucking her!
More of the stallion's colossal cock fucked into her pussy. She jerked her knees farther apart, feeling the splinters from the sawhorse biting into her naked belly. Blood rushed to her head while her fingers clawed at the old wood. Her clit spasmed, sending more hot sensations rushing through her body.
"Ohhhhh good, good, good!" Cindy cried as the horse fucked his cock deeper and deeper into her stretched pussy.
Tornado was going crazy. He shook his powerful head from side to side, his long mane fluttering with the movement. His sides heaved mightily with each snorting breath he took. His long tail swished jerkily while his hindquarters tensed from the excitement of fucking a human.
And how Cindy loved it all! As she animal panted above her, she felt him giving her a few short, sharp fuck-thrusts. Cindy felt his weight grinding down as he fucked his prick into her. He was shoving hard against her fleshy cuntlips, stimulating her clit with those little hunching fuck-strokes. Gradually, the girl felt her pussy stretching tightly around the huge horse-cock. All she could think of was that magnificent cock in her, fucking back and forth, trenching deeper and deeper into the depths of her pussy.
"Ummmmm!"
Already Cindy could feel the throbs of the horse's cockmeat in her cunt. Animals did things so quickly! Caesar was the same. Perhaps there was some way she could train them to take their time fucking. All she knew now was that Tornado was fucking harder and harder into her, his snorts becoming more raspy as the seconds ticked by.
"Oh! Oh! Oh!"
Cindy felt her body being jolted by every fuck-stroke of the horse's mighty cock. It was so good, so very good having his prick fucking back and forth over her erupting clit.
"Man, she's gonna go for it," Hank said, holding down the girl.
"Yeah, she's gonna pop off-and the horse too, I think."
"Damned good fuckin', ain't it baby? Good feelin' his prick slidin' in and out of your cunt like that?"
"Oh, yesssssss!"
Cindy felt her spasming cuntal walls clutching the hefty hunk of cock meat now. Tornado was whinnying like a crazed animal, his ass pumping, his prick tunneling out her fuck-hole. The heat and fast stroking had her nerves exploding, her cock-stuffed cunt spasming.
And then Cindy felt Tornado cumming! She could feel the sudden tightness, the throbbing, and finally the powerful jetting of his cum.
"Ohhhhhh, nooooo!"
Cindy jerked her head from side to side, tears of joy springing to her eyes as the feel of his immense cock trembling and shooting cum inside her pussy became the final trigger. It was weird, wild! Cindy felt herself melting somehow into the horse as the spasms rolled over her like a series of ocean waves.
"Uhhhhhh . . . "
"She's through, man. And look at the horse. He's wasted," Jack said.
Hank led Tornado back to his stall, the animal stumbling as if he were drunk. Cindy still lay draped over the sawhorse, horse-jizz dribbling from her stretched fuck-hole. How good, how completely relaxed she felt. She had done it, had done the ultimate-fucked with a horse! A soft smile curled her pink lips as she thought of it. How filled she'd felt when Tornado had fucked her! She would have to do it again. Perhaps she could convince Ginger and Cathy to join her. That would be fun. Another amusing image passed through her mind. She wondered if poor Tornado would have the strength to fuck all those mares her uncle was lining up for him after he got through fucking her and her cousins.
"Man, you're something else, chick. There ain't nothin' you don't wanna try," Hank said, gathering up her clothes and throwing them down in front of her. jack was helping Cindy off the sawhorse. She swayed, regaining her balance.
"Enjoy it, baby? Enjoy takin' on the horse?" Hank asked, pushing his face up to hers.
"Yes, I liked it all . . . everything," Cindy admitted.
Hank smiled down at her. "I'm glad. You get cleaned up. And maybe later tonight we'll show you a couple of tricks oP Tornado could never pull off."
"Guaranteed!" Jack piped up.
Cindy came back to life, nodding excitedly at the prospect of having the two studs working her over. Of course, she would have to be careful of detection. But that had always been a challenge, and one she had consistently overcome.
"I'll be back here . . . around nine," Cindy said, shakily dressing.
Hank and Jack led her to the door, sliding their hands around her ass, squeezing her resilient ass flesh before letting her go.
"Nine sharp, Cindy. We'll be waiting," Hank said as she left the barn.
Cindy stopped near the house. How darned good she felt! Stretched her thin arms high over her head, the blonde teenager stood on her toes, feeling all of her cute young body springing alive once more. Her nipples teased up against her halter while her cum-smeared cunt throbbed sexily against her shorts. Fucked by a horse-and she was ready for more cock!
"Oh, it must be the country air," Cindy whispered as she shuffled back to the house, wondering how quickly nine o'clock would come.
Horse-cum drooled from her pussy, wetting her shorts and trickling warmly down her pretty legs.
