The advent of a more liberal American society has changed some people's attitudes toward the subject of sex and sexuality. However, there are some areas of sexual behavior which remain taboo, no matter how liberal the society.
Marianne Manderlay, the protagonist of A VIRGIN FOR DOGS, discovers that she is different from most of the other young girls she knows. Her young mind and body are racked by desires and passions which she cannot control and cannot explain.
Though her first experience in one of the most forbidden areas of sexual endeavor starts out as nothing more than idle curiosity, she soon finds herself traveling a path from which there is no turning back.
Marianne must continue on the road she has chosen for herself until she finds satisfaction or destruction.
A VIRGIN FOR DOGS-an erotic novel which follows the progress of one young girl as she journeys into the center of her own sensuality.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
When Marianne Manderlay was just a child, she had her first sexual experience. But it wasn't the sort of sexual experience that most teenaged virgins have.
Marianne jerked off a dog.
She was a pretty girl, with golden ringlets and big blue eyes and a full lower lip that made her seem to be pouting. Her body had not fully developed yet, but she showed signs of the lush curves of womanhood that would soon develop. Her tits had started to push out against her shirts and blouses, and her ass was beginning to sweep out from her narrow waist into an inverted valentine. Men and boys-and certain women-had already started to look at Marianne with interest.
Marianne was an innocent girl, a bit shy and inclined to blush a lot, but she had noticed the way that men looked at her and, in her different fashion, it pleased her. Her sexual instincts had started to develop along with her budding body. Although she had never done anything naughty herself, she loved to listen when the older or more precocious girls at her school talked about sex.
That was why Marianne knew what a hand-job was-and how to give one. She had heard a girl boasting about how many guys she had frigged off, and she had paid serious attention to the details. She was fascinated by the idea of having a big, stiff prick in her hand and pumping the cock and, eventually, hearing the guy whimper and moan and feeling his meat throb, then to be rewarded by a spurt of hot, thick fuckjuice.
She had recently discovered the pleasures of giving herself a hand-job, as well. She found out about finger-fucking more or less by accident the first time.
Her nipples had gotten stiff, to begin with. She had been thinking about some of the naughty talk she had overheard and those thoughts had inspired her to horniness. She had pulled her blouse open and stared down at the pink peaks of her plump tits. They were all hot and tingly. She began to finger them and was amazed at how good it felt.
Then her clit stiffened, as well.
It was only the next logical step that the young virgin should finger that taut love button.
Her cuntlips peeled back and her open slot flooded with pussy juice. A trickle of the frothy juice ran down the inside of her smooth, sleek thigh. When she gently pushed her middle finger up her cunthole, the sensation caused her to shudder.
She realized that she was very hot.
This must be the feeling that the naughtier girls described when they talked about getting felt up. Marianne didn't know any girls who had actually gone all the way-at least, none that had admitted it-but she had heard several say that certain groping guys had turned them on, and that if they had not gotten their rocks off by heavy petting, they probably would have spread their legs and lost their cherries.
Now Marianne knew what they meant!
She sat on the edge of her bed, her thighs parted, staring down at her steaming cunt in fascination. Her groin was lathered with cunt-juice, and her stiff love bud stood out from the swampy flow, throbbing and tingling. She pulled at that taut nugget and gasped. She traced her fingertips up her cuntlips, and they fluttered and opened wider, transforming her pussy-slit into a gaping slot, full of fuck cream.
Her pretty little face was contorted with a mixture of lust and need. She was surprised, almost frightened by the extent of her passion. Slowly fucking a finger in and out of her hot cunthole, she used her other hand to rub and pull at her clit.
The thrills built up immediately.
Oh, wow! I'm frigging my pussy! she thought.
In her naive innocence, the young girl believed that it was naughty to play with herself. But she was far too hot to stop. Anyhow, the idea that this was naughty only made it all the more exciting, stimulating her mind as she fondled her cunt.
Cuntjuice foamed into her hands. She switched her head from side to side, her eyes narrowed, her lips parted as she panted. Her golden hair cascaded over her cheeks. She arched her back, thrusting her tits out and staring down past them, gazing at her pussy.
She finger-fucked up her fuck-hole furiously while her other hand clawed at her love button. Waves of joy spread out through her loins. Spasms raced across her slim belly and an electric current of sensation coursed up her parted thighs. The separate thrills all crashed together in a wild whirlpool deep inside her cunt.
I must be coming! she thought.
The thrills surged higher and higher. The separate waves came faster and began to merge into one dynamic crest.
I am! I'm coming! My cunt is creaming! she realized. Oh, fucking hell! It's wonderful!
Her clit exploded like a stick of dynamite as her coming reached the peak. Her pussy melted around her fingers and a flow of steaming hot cunt-juice gushed from her cunthole. Gasping and moaning and sobbing, the girl worked off her first-ever orgasm to the dregs, milking out the last drops and frigging off the final spasms.
She fell back across the bed, panting.
With her pussy cooled off now, Marianne felt a little bit embarrassed and ashamed of what she'd done.
But despite that, the girl knew that from now on she was going to be paying a lot of attention to her cunt . . .
So that was how virginal Marianne knew about hand-jobs, by a friend's description of beating a boy's cock and by her own experimental cunt-rubbing. She masturbated frequently after that first time, always feeling a little ashamed afterwards, but always enjoying it tremendously.
And, too, she thought about jerking a guy off.
Fascinated by the idea, she longed to try her hand. Her palms actually itched with the impulse to stroke a prick.
But the innocent girl had never so much as seen an erect cock, and had no idea where to find one. She was much too shy to initiate a session of heavy petting with a boy and that shyness, which was evident, made all the boys she knew think she was prim and proper. No one knew that she was more than willing.
It was a frustrating situation for the girl.
And that was when she met the doggy....
* * *
Marianne had gone to the park on a warm summer's day. She was wearing a cotton sundress, nicely molded to her budding curves, and a floppy brimmed hat out of which her golden ringlets bobbed. She knew that she looked very attractive. She was quite disappointed to find that there was no one around to admire her. For some reason, the park was deserted.
She slid into one of the swings and began to pump herself back and forth. The steady motion, plus the way that her crotch was rubbing on the wooden seat, began to make her horny. She hadn't finger-fucked herself that morning and now she regretted it. She wondered if she might be able to get her rocks off in the swing, and began to grind her pussy around, squirming in the seat as she swung up and down.
Although the motion made her hotter, she couldn't quite manage to reach the crest. The wooden seat was too hard, she guessed. Her pussy was all juiced up and her love button felt like a detonating cap, but an orgasm would not come.
She slowed the motion of the swing and gradually came to a halt, holding the chains and perched on the seat. She looked around guiltily.
Did she dare give herself a hand-job right there in the public park? What if someone came along and saw her? She blushed at the thought. Yet it was an exciting thought, too. The idea of playing with her pussy in public added a new tang to the thrill.
Then the dog came walking across the grass.
He was a brawny, shaggy dog with a blunt muzzle and baleful amber eyes. His long red tongue was lolling out from the corner of his white-fanged jaw, dripping with saliva.
Halting in front of Marianne, the dog sniffed.
Marianne blushed furiously, realizing that the doggy must have scented her hot cunt.
"Go away, doggy," she said.
His black nostrils flared.
Marianne was so shy that it embarrassed her greatly to have even a dog know that she was horny.
But the dog only knew that he could smell the sweet fragrance of a creamy cunt, and that intrigued him.
"Go away," she said again, and she pushed one foot out to ward the dog off. But the dog licked at that foot, his hot tongue slurping over her ankle and up her trim calf.
For some reason, that wet tongue felt very welcome to the girl. She let the dog lap at her legs, squirming on the edge of the seat. The dog yelped with excitement and licked at the insides of her thighs. Marianne looked around to make sure they were alone, then slid to the very edge of the wooden swing and extended her legs, her thighs parted.
Her short sundress pulled up to her hips.
The dog pressed his black snout into her crotch.
"Oh, gosh," gasped the girl, staring down. The crotch band of her bikini panties was sopping wet with cunt-juice.
The dog's black muzzle pressed against her, and she felt his hot, panting breath waft over her crotch. His nose rubbed against her taut clit.
"Oh, stop it, you naughty doggy!" she wailed.
But her words carried no conviction, no command.
Then the doggy began to run his hot tongue up her crotch, lapping her cunt through her soaking panties.
"Oh, no!" she gasped. "Oh! Oh, yes! Lick it, you lovely doggy! Lap my pussy, boy!"
Her face was flaming with shame, but her loins were flaming with a lust that overwhelmed all her inhibitions. She squirmed, working her cunt against the animal's slurping tongue. She wished that she dared to take her panties off, to feel that nimble tongue lapping at her naked cuntmeat. But she lacked the courage.
Anyhow, even with her panties on, the sensation was too wonderful to be interrupted. She knew that she was going to cream if the doggy kept on tonguing her.
His red tongue was coated with cunt-juice which had seeped through the material of her panties. His foaming doggy slobber soaked her crotch as he dutifully lapped away.
His head bobbed up and down as he slurped all the way up her crotch. He was squirming and wagging his tail, whimpering and whining with the pleasure of it.
Marianne threw her legs around his shoulders, hooking her thighs around his head. The swing swayed back and forth as the dog's head thrust out, pushing into her cunt. Her neat ass slid around on the seat, and her trim hips jerked and pumped.
"Yeah! Yeah! Lap it up, boy!" she panted, clinging to the chains of the swing with both hands and tightening her smooth thighs around his shaggy shoulders, pulling his snout into her groin. Then she threw her legs wide apart again. There was no reason to trap the doggy between them-that was just where the cunt-hungry dog wanted to be. The brute was going wild now as he savored her tangy pussy nectar and sniffed her fragrant, steaming pussy. Rumbling deep in his throat, he ran his flattened tongue alt the way up from the crack of her ass to her tangled pubic bush.
Cuntjuice poured down her crotch and soaked into the taut cleavage of her churning ass. Her sodden panties were dragged up into her sucking cunthole, pulled into a tight vee, so that a hairy cunt lip appeared on either side of the crotch piece. The doggy lapped at those unfurled cuntlips and slurped at her sparking love bud.
"I'm gonna fucking come!" she gasped. And then she did.
The thrill poured through her nubile loins in a fluid surge. Her clit went off and her cunt melted.
The dog growled frantically as his instincts told him that the girl was creaming, and that cream flooded over his flashing tongue, even more succulent than before, hotter and thicker fuck juice tingling deliciously on his taste buds.
Wave after wave flooded her pussy.
She arched her back deeply, pumping with a fucking motion, abandoned to the ecstasy of her coming.
"Ooooooh!" she wailed.
Slurp, slurp, slurp went the doggie's busy tongue.
Then the last spasm crashed through her, and Marianne sighed and almost fell off of the is swing. Her whole nubile body was trembling and vibrating in the aftermath of the best coming she had ever had. The doggy continued to lap away, relishing her hot fuck juices. His big, blunt snout was dripping with pussy juice. The shaggy hair around his muzzle was matted with streaks of creamy cunt-juice.
He raised his head and gazed up at her, his tongue lolling out, the red meat slathered with cunt-juice.
Marianne blushed, ashamed at what she had let the dog do.
The dog gave a little yelp. His hindquarters surged. Marianne stared down under the animal's loins and saw that he had a huge hard-on!
The shaggy sheath was drawn back and the angry red meat of his naked cockhead was flaring out. His prickshaft was rock hard and throbbing, and his hairy balls were like inflated balloons.
The sight fascinated Marianne.
She stared as if hypnotized.
The dog humped, pushing his stiff prick out in a fucking motion.
"Oh, no," she gasped.
But her hands had started to tingle as she gripped the chains of the swing. And there was something a whole lot more interesting for the girl's hands to grip than those chains. Cold steel held no charm like hot cock .
CHAPTER TWO
Ever since Marianne had heard her girlfriend describe how a prick throbbed in a pumping fist and spurted out a load of thick, white jism, the girl had been longing to jerk someone off. She had naturally assumed that it would be a man, of course-but what about the dog?
Jerking an animal off was sordid and depraved, and she knew that she would feel ashamed of herself, after it was over-but the thought was thrilling, too. The dog's cock was huge and hard and his balls were bloated with fuck juice! She could not tear her eyes away from his prick.
The doggy continued to whine and to make little humping movements with his haunches, pushing his naked knobbed cock out under his belly. The angry red prick-crown thrust out as far as his chest, the tip almost extending from between his front legs. That fat tip was smoking hot and his balls were swollen so big that his hind-legs were nearly bowed around them.
The doggy had licked her pussy and brought her to a wonderful orgasm and in the process he had become tremendously aroused. It seemed only fair that she should give him relief, returning the favor of a climax, if only because she was kind to animals.
And, too, there were other benefits involved in the situation. If Marianne were to give a hand-job to some man or boy, there was always the danger that he would blab about it and ruin her reputation. The innocent virgin was not ready for that risk.
But a dog was dumb!
There was not the slightest danger that the dog could tell anyone what she had done to him! He might tell other dogs, in some sort of canine communication, but it didn't matter what sort of reputation she acquired in the doggy world, as long as no human beings ever found out about it.
All these justifications and rationalizations passed through the horny virgin's mind, but the main consideration was above and apart from them. Marianne quite simply wanted to jerk the dog off!
She slid down from the swing, her wet pussy squishing between her slim thighs and beginning to heat up all over again at the prospect at hand.
Her nipples were pushing out in twin peaks, outlined in the light cotton of her dress, and her pretty face was contorted by passion and a touch of shame. She still hadn't quite made up her mind-or so she told her conscience.
She looked all around for dangers. The park was still deserted but it was too exposed by the swings and she sought a safer location. The dog was staring at her, panting hopefully. She decided that the bandstand would be the most secure area.
The wooden platform was open at the back, affording a sort of crawl space underneath. Marianne had noticed this before and had thought it would be a good place to finger-fuck herself, if she ever got so hot in the park that she had to frig off before she simply creamed her pants. She had never done it, but now she was glad that she had had the foresight to scout the area. That shadowed shelter would prove the perfect place to pull the dog's throbbing prick.
"C'mon, fella," she whispered.
She started to walk away, but the dog stayed where he was, head cocked to one side, looking uncertain. Marianne guessed that the dog had never fooled around with a girl before and was confused by the situation-that he had lapped her cunt simply out of his animal instincts because her pussy had been hot and creamy. He probably didn't know what to expect next. Somehow, that pleased the girl. Knowing that the dog was not a seducer of girls seemed to lessen her own embarrassment at what she intended to do. It was sort of like leading an innocent young man astray-and that was always a thrilling idea. She turned back and motioned. The dog didn't move. He stood stiff legged, astride his long cock as if he were straddling a fence.
Marianne came back and knelt beside the beast. She stroked his head and scratched him behind the ears. She looked around again. Then she slowly slid her hand under his belly and felt his prick.
The doggy yelped and squirmed. Marianne gasped at her first-ever handful of stiff prick. Her hand was palm upwards, cupping the fat stalk, feeling the prick quiver. She slid back slowly and fondled his swollen scumbags, then pulled up and fingered the naked meat of his cockhead.
The big slab of prick felt like a chunk of hot iron encased in a rubbery red sheath. She thumbed the tip and felt his pisshole part.
She drew her hand away and stared at her hand in awe, half expecting to find an outline of that hot cock branded on her palm. She brought her hand to her lips and wet it with saliva, then reached under the brute and played with his cockhead again.
This time, when she rose and moved off, the doggy trotted eagerly in her wake. It had dawned on the dumb brute that he was in for a rare treat today. He thrust his snout against her swinging ass and his cock swayed back and forth under his belly.
Marianne led the doggy to the back of the bandstand. She crawled under the platform. The dog followed her into the shadowy, secret space. Marianne knelt and looked at the dog for a moment, smiling. All of the girl's doubts and inhibitions were gone now, melted in the fire of her lust. She supposed that she would feel ashamed of herself afterwards, but that was a bridge she would cross when she came to it.
Bands of sunlight came through the chinks in the floorboards, streaking the animal's broad back and providing enough illumination so Marianne could see what she was doing. That was important. Looking at the dog's cock as she frigged it, especially when his scum shot out, was as crucial to her pleasure as feeling his cock in her hand.
That cock was so hot that the knob of his prick was almost glowing like an incandescent light bulb in the shadows of her mind, and his cock was so stiff that the long stalk seemed almost to be humming. Marianne was amazed and thrilled at how big his prick was. The dog's cock looked like some medieval weapon, a war club or mace, capped by a bloated head. The prickshaft was so taut that she could have used his cock as a catapult, and his balls were huge with the creamy missiles that could be fired from that angry red barrel.
She sat beside the dog's flank.
He twisted his head around, staring at her. His tongue was hanging out, dripping with slobber and cunt-juice, and his sides pumped in and out as the horny beast panted heavily.
Marianne hesitated for a moment. The girl was not having any second thoughts, any last moment doubts-she was simply savoring the anticipation of the pleasure in store for her.
She cupped his scumbags in her left hand, lifting slightly, as if judging the weight of the cum they contained. She folded her right hand around the fat, hairy root of his cock. She just held his prick for a moment, loving the way his i cock and balls expanded in her hands. She drew her knees up, and her sundress slid up to her hips. The soaking crotch piece of her bikini panties steamed as cunt-juice and doggy slobber evaporated.
The dog whimpered and humped, fucking his prick through her fist impatiently. Marianne stroked him, gripping his meat lightly so that her fist skimmed up and down his cockshaft. The dog gave a little yelp of joy as he felt his hot prick being pumped.
She tightened her grip then. As her fist pulled up, his hairy sheath folded over the flaring ledge of his naked red cockhead, and, as she pushed back, that huge slab of red meat expanded.
She leaned close, her blue eyes crossing as she concentrated on looking at the head of his cock. His pisshole was parted wide, and the girl was thrilled to see that frothy jism was bubbling in that cleft as his preliminary fuck juices began to flow.
She pumped faster, squeezing his balls gently with her left hand, as if to force his fuck juice out.
A trickle of slime oozed from his pisshole and ran sluggishly down the slope of his cock-head. It was the first cum that Marianne had ever seen, and she gasped at the sight. What a thrill it would be when she saw all of that steaming load squirt out!
His cockshaft pounded like a jackhammer in her stroking fist, and his hairy scumbags kept growing bigger with every pump of her hand. The dog whined and whimpered. His haunches heaved as he fucked through her fist, shoving his cockmeat out lustily.
"Is it nice, doggy?" she whispered.
The dog yelped as if in response. His tail was swaying behind his pumping ass, swirling like a propeller. He was fucking fast and hard now, his hindquarters a blur as they sped in and out. His vibrant cock fucked through her rapidly stroking fist and his balls ballooned in her other hand. The beast's spine twisted into an "S" shape as he fucked his prick in and out vigorously, and his head bobbed up and down like that of a rocking horse.
"Ummm," she sighed. "Fuck my fist. Oh, shit! I'm jerking off a fucking dog!" She could hardly believe it.
The brute's cockhead was seeping heavily now. His creamy, foaming jism ran in white ribbons over his angry red prickmeat.
Marianne's tongue slid back and forth across her parted lips as she gazed at his cockhead, which was slathered with jism. But the girl was too innocent at that time to realize that her mouth was watering for a taste of cockmeat and cum. Jerking a doggy off by hand was one thing but taking a doggie's cock in her mouth was quite another, and Marianne was too naive to even think of doing such a depraved thing or to imagine that she would enjoy it.
"Shoot," she panted. "Squirt your fuck-juice out for me! C'mon! Empty your fucking cock and balls!"
The dog was frantic now as the crest neared. He humped wildly, fucking his cockmeat in and out, his hind-legs scrambling on the ground as his haunches lurched and plunged. His prick had expanded so greatly that she could barely span his cockshaft with her fist.
She pulled up, thumbing the sensitive area under his prick-knob, where the pounding vein-spread out into the wedge-shaped slab, then pushed back to his balls, skinning his cock and causing the naked prickhead to squeeze out and flare. Drops of thick cum were falling from his cock-knob. They splattered on her wrist. A creamy rope of pre-cum ran down his cock-knob and onto her hand, glistening in the web between her hooked thumb and forefinger. The dog howled.
Marianne felt his bloated balls explode in her left hand, and, as her right hand pumped back, she felt his stalk pulse as the hot sap rushed up. His cockhead loomed out, huge.
Then his jism was squirting out.
The first creamy jet shot out in an arc, a quick-silvery spurt that hit the ground a good five feet in front of him, soaring out from between his front legs and rising, then splashing down.
His prick surged so mightily that she almost lost her grip. His second milky jet hit her on the cheek and skimmed on, soaking her blonde hair. His third spurt hit her behind the knee. The steaming cock-slime poured down the inside of her thigh and pooled up in the crotch-band of her soaking panties, blending with her pussy juice.
Gasping with the joy of it all, Marianne frigged away, milking the beast's cock and balls to the dregs.
Another swift jet of spunk splashed on her belly. The dog humped frantically and squirted a dose high into the air. The creamy missile hit the platform above them and fell back, running into her hair.
His last fuckjuice came out in a trickle, pouring down his cockhead and onto her hand.
The dog slowed his fucking movements.
Marianne kept on stroking his cock and squeezing his balls to make sure she had pumped out every precious drop of cum. Then she gripped his prick just behind the crown and squeezed, milking a few last blobs of spunk out of his pisshole by pressure.
Releasing his spent prickmeat, she sat back on the ground, gasping, stunned by the lust that had overwhelmed her. She stared at her hand, which was soaking with dog scum. She rubbed her cheek. More of the slimy fuckjuice coated her cheek. She looked down and saw a slippery trail of the stuff running up the inside of her thigh.
The dog seemed stunned as well. He shook his head and rumbled. He twisted back and lapped at his cockhead.
Marianne watched the dog's long, wet tongue slurp at his red cockmeat and foaming jism.
Perhaps that was when the virginal teenager first realized "that sucking a dog's prick would be a treat.
But then the dog staggered away. He turned and ran out from under the bandstand.
Marianne sat there, waiting for the expected flush of shame to come over her now. But it didn't come. She had enjoyed jerking the doggy off far too much to regret what she had done.
She wondered if it would be even better to jerk off a man. She was going to find out very soon.
CHAPTER THREE
Marianne was not the only person to recognize that the area under the bandstand would make a good masturbatorium.
Tommy Jones and Harry Carter had been using it for months.
The boys were teenagers and desperate with puberty. Both of them jacked off a minimum of three times a day. Often they got together for a jerk-off session, contesting to see who could shoot the most and the farthest. They both had big pricks and potent balls, and the contests were generally a stand off.
On this memorable day, Tommy and Harry were heading for the bandstand. Tommy had sneaked out of the house with a copy of one of his father's fuck magazines and the lusty lads were eager to squirt their cock-slime onto the glossy photographs of naked women.
They walked across the grass, trying to look nonchalant, but unable to conceal the huge bulges that swelled out at the strained fronts of their jeans.
"I'm gonna fuck the centerfold," Tommy announced.
"I wanna shoot on the advice column," said Harry, grinning.
They approached the bandstand, whistling, trying to look innocent. But so much blood had rushed into their pricks that the horny youths were feeling light-headed and walking unsteadily.
That was when the dog ran out from under the bandstand.
"Hey! Look at the mutt," Harry said.
The dog trotted past them. His cock had not yet retracted back into his belly and his huge, hairy prick was dangling down under him. His red cock-knob was still flaring out naked from his sheath, and that knob was dripping jism as it bobbed up and down.
"That fucking dog just got his rocks off," Tommy said.
"Must be a bitch in heat around, huh?"
"Yeah, I guess so. But it looked like he just came out from under the bandstand." Tommy shrugged. He had no idea that the fact that the doggy had just shot his wad would have any effect on his own ball-emptying session.
Grinning in happy anticipation of a nice prick-pulling session, the two lads walked on to the bandstand.
They got down on the ground to crawl under and stopped in amazement at what they saw!
Their mouths dropped open so wide they almost lay on their breastbones and their eyes popped out like hard boiled eggs.
A sexy blonde girl was sitting under the bandstand. One knee was raised and her short skirt hat tumbled up to her waist. Her floppy sunhat was awry on her head and she seemed preoccupied or dazed, not noticing the two young men at first.
They stared at her crotch and saw that the narrow band of her panties was sopping wet. Then they saw a streak of quick-silvery fuck-slime running up the inside of her thigh and a smear of the same stuff on her cheek and a few drops matted and congealing in her golden hair.
The boys stared at each other, as if unable to believe what they were looking at under the bandstand and wanting confirmation. They both nodded and looked back at the girl. Marianne saw them then. "Oh!" she cried. She lowered her knee and hurriedly smoothed her short skirt over her thighs.
"Hey-I know her!" Harry said. "That's the Manderlay girl!" His grin was wicked. "Hi there, Marianne."
Marianne blushed and lowered her eyes. She was wondering how much the boys had seen and how much they might have surmised.
Tommy and Harry crawled under the bandstand.
"You been finger-fucking yourself under here, ain't you?" Tommy accused her. Normally Tommy and Harry were polite to girls-hoping to be rewarded-but these were unusual circumstances.
"Certainly not!" she snapped. It was true, but she was a bit relieved that they thought that that was what she had been doing and all that she had been doing. She hoped they hadn't seen the doggy.
"Don't be bashful," Harry said. "We jerk off here ourselves."
Despite her mortification at begin found in such a compromising position, Marianne felt a surge of lust at his words. An image flashed through her mind of these two horny youths beating their meat and squirting their hot fuckjuice out in steaming jets.
But then Tommy said, "Wait a minute! What about that fucking dog we saw run out of here?"
Marianne moaned guiltily.
"Holy shit!" Harry gasped. "I'll bet she's been jacking off the dog! That must be doggy spunk on her leg and cheek!"
Marianne tried to deny it but, although her lips moved, she could not make any words come out. She looked at them. The boys had not been sure of the accusation but now the girl's attitude proved her guilt.
They both began to leer at her.
She finally found her voice.
"You guys won't tell on me, will you?" she whispered.
"Hell, yes!" Tommy snorted. A gleam came to his eyes. "It ain't every day a guy gets something like that to blab about."
"We'll write it on toilet walls, too," Harry added.
Marianne began to sob. The motion caused her plump titties to swell and thrust and that, in turn, showed the two boys that her nipples were standing out in twin peaks.
"Oh, please-" she begged.
"Tell you what," Harry said. "If you'll give us both a hand-job, we won't breathe a word about the dog."
Marianne gasped. Her tormented mind worked. Could she trust them? Did she have any choice? Then, too, she was thinking how she had been longing to jerk a guy off, and here were two horny guys who needed hand-jobs. They were blackmailing her into it. Having no choice but to pull them off, she didn't even have to feel ashamed.
"Well-promise not to tell?"
Both boys eagerly promised.
They crawled closer, already starting to pant. They saw no reason to be subtle with a girl who jerked dogs off. They knelt beside her, one on either side.
Marianne was blushing bright red, but she couldn't help but look at the bulges in their jeans, her head turning as she gazed first at Tommy's well-packed groin, then at Harry's equally swollen crotch.
"Shit! She's cockeyed!" Harry said.
He drew his zipper down and reached into his fly.
"Look at this, baby," Harry snorted, and he hauled his big, stiff prick out. The cock snapped upwards.
Marianne stared at his prick.
His cockshaft was thick and seamed by dark, pulsing veins. His cockhead was a big, mushroom-shaped slab of dark-purple meat. He pulled his scumbags out, too, and they were stuffed with jism.
She heard another zipper rasp on the other side.
Turning her head, she gazed at Tommy's cock. Tommy's prick was as large as Harry's, but shaped differently. His cock was very wide at the roots and tapered all the way up to a pointed tip-the sort of cock designed to wedge its way into tight places. At the fat base of that prickshaft, his balls were bloated with spunk.
As Marianne looked back and forth between these two pricks, she began to think that maybe this situation was not a disaster after all, that she had been given a gift by fate.
"Who you wanna jack off first?" Harry asked.
"I don't care," she mumbled. "I don't wanna do it at all-you bastards are blackmailing me into it."
They laughed. Her words carried no conviction, and the fascination with which she stared at their cocks was evident.
"Flip a coin," Tommy suggested.
Harry reached into his side pocket and drew out a quarter. Grinning, he placed the coin on the head of his cock. He bent that iron-hard prickshaft down, grimacing as he did so.
"Heads or tails?" he asked.
"Heads," Tommy said.
Harry released his straining cock. The stiff prick leaped back up, tossing the quarter from his swollen cock-knob. The coin rose high, flipping over, and fell back to the ground. It came up tails and Harry laughed. But Tommy didn't mind at all. He was thinking that he would be even hornier, and enjoy his own hand-job all the more for having been inspired by watching this pretty little blonde beat his friend's meat.
He wrapped his fist around the hilt of his prick and almost started to pump out of habit. But then he stopped, remembering that, on this memorable day, his own wrist was superfluous.
Harry was thrusting his looming cock toward Marianne, his head and shoulders thrown back and his loins pushed forward.
She started to reach for it.
"Wait a minute," Tommy said. "Let's have a look at your pussy, Marianne! Show us your fuck-hole!"
Marianne started to protest. She knew that her cunt was soaking wet and gaping open. Once the guys saw that they would know for certain that she was willingly submitting to their blackmail On the other hand, the thought of having the two big-cocked, horny boys looking at her pussy thrilled her to the core of her being.
She shrugged, trying to act indifferent. Tucking her thumbs under the elastic band, she drew her sodden panties down, squirming and hiking her ass up as they slid over her hips. She kicked them from her feet and leaned back on her elbows, her thighs parted.
The boys stared at her cunt and groaned. Her cuntlips were unfurled like the petals of a pink flower and the open slot was running with foaming pussy juice and her love button stood out like a stump in a swamp. She could feel their eyes burn into her crotch. She whimpered. Her thighs parted farther and she tilted her pelvis up, showing them her cunt willingly. She drew her dress up higher, above her gently rounded belly.
She wanted them to see her tits, too.
She was too embarrassed to admit that, though, so she said, "I guess I better take my dress off, too. Not that I want to see me naked-but I don't wanna get spunk on my clothing, right?"
"Right!" cried both boys, not at all deceived by the horny virgin's explanation and knowing that a hand-job from a naked girl was better than one from a garbed girl.
Marianne drew her dress over her head. She was amazed at herself for behaving this way. She had always been so inhibited before. She supposed it was because she had gotten so hot and horny while she was pumping the spunk out of the doggie's cock.
Arching her slim back, she pushed her tits out. The nipples were standing out like pink bullets. When the boys reached for her, she made no protest. Each began to massage a plump tit and to twist gently on the stiff tips, causing her to moan. The girl could no longer pretend that she was an unwilling participant. She was much too excited.
"Okay-jack me off now!" Harry rasped.
Marianne reached out, fondling his balls for a moment, then folding her hand around the root of his cock. She squeezed and the prick-knob flared. She slowly stroked up from his balls to his flaring crown. It was her first handful of human prick and it thrilled her, but, at the same time, it was not as thrilling as stroking the doggie's cock, she thought.
Harry's smooth prick didn't turn her on as much as the dog's.
Then she gasped and a wave of lust rushed through her.
Tommy had slipped his hand down from her tits and was fingering her cunt and clit.
Her ass heaved and she began to thrash about, grinding her soaking, steaming pussy against his hand. It wasn't as good as the dog's tongue, but it was good enough. Marianne was starting to pant like a steam engine as her pelvis performed a horizontal dance.
"Frig the fucker!" Harry groaned.
Her fist had stopped stroking for a moment as she concentrated on her cunt. She began to pump Harry's cock again. His tapered cock towered out over her belly. Looking down, she could see the elongated shadow of that jutting prick on her loins.
Harry's prick had been all set to go, even before they had encountered this fascinating dog lover. He started moaning and whimpering and his cockmeat throbbed in her skimming fist.
"Gonna shoot on your belly," he gasped.
"Shoot on her pussy!" Tommy suggested.
"Yeah! Yeah!" the girl cried, totally abandoned to passion now. "Squirt your slime in my cunt!"
Harry shifted lower, so the head of his cock was aimed at Marianne's crotch. Her cunt was wide open, the pink pussylips peeled back. Tommy spread her cunt open even more with his fingertips, holding her pussy distended as a target for Harry's jism jets. He thumbed her turbulent fuck-button. Cuntjuice poured down her crotch.
Yearning to feel the boy's slime spurt onto her pussy, Marianne began to frig him with lightning strokes. Her fist flew back to his balls, then hauled forward on his tapering prick.
His cockhead was thundering. His pisshole began to weep. Drops of spunk flew out as she jerked his prick. They splashed onto her belly and into the coils of her golden pubic thicket. A slimy drop fell onto her clit, causing her to shudder. His jism felt steaming hot on her tender flesh.
"Come! Come!" she wailed. "Shoot your hot fuckjuice right up my cunthole! Drench my pussy!"
She felt his prick ripple inside her stroking first and saw his balls balloon mightily.
"Here it fucking comes!" Harry howled.
"Pour it to her!" Tommy gasped, holding her cunthole wide open and feeling his own neglected cock vibrate in sympathy.
Harry's balls erupted and his creamy sap spurted out with the pressure of a fire hose.
Marianne's fist flew back to the root of his cock, and his jism spurted right into her open cuntlips. Harry was gasping frantically as his fuckjuice sped from his balls and spurted from his pisshole. His cock jerked so violently that his prick dragged Marianne's fist upwards, so that his second juicy dose missed her cunt and skidded up over her pubic bush, onto her heaving belly. She jacked his cock down again, in time to pump the third creamy jet into her cunthole again. The steaming stuff lathered her crotch and ribbons slid right up into her fuck-hole.
She milked him dry.
The last thick drops oozed out and clung to the head of his spent cock for a moment, then dropped off and splashed onto her soaked pussy. Her cunt-juice was gushing out in a deluge, mixing with his jism.
She gave him a few last strokes, to make sure that she had emptied his balls and had dragged out every precious drop.
Then, without a moment's hesitation, the horny virgin spun around and grabbed Tommy's prick.
He groaned.
She began to jack him off furiously, eager for another load. As her hand pulled up to his cockhead, she worked her thumb against the underside of the flaring purple slab, stimulating that sensitive spot where the thick ventral vein which ran up the underside of his cock spread out into the delta of his knob.
His pisshole parted and his fat cockhead began to swell in and out like an inhaling lung.
Tommy had been kneeling beside her flank as he held her cunt wide open for Harry's cum. His cock was looming over her belly now. Instead of twisting down and aiming at her cunt, the randy youth turned the other way, aiming his cockhead at her up-thrust tits.
Marianne arched her back, lifting her tits up. With a crotch full of spunk, she welcomed a load on her tits now. She stared down, her chin resting on her breastbone, looking at the swollen head of his steaming cockmeat in the cleft between her tits.
He dipped down and his hairy balls dragged along her belly. Marianne grabbed those fat scumbags in her free hand as she pumped energetically away on his thick prickshaft.
"Shoot! Shoot it on me!" she wailed.
His hot cockhead tapped against a stiff nipple. It pushed down into her tit cleavage. The horny lad groaned and his ass humped as he fucked up between her smooth tits. His purple cockhead came squeezing out from the slopes of her tits, sliding up her breastbone. His pisshole was dripping a slimy trail up from out of her cleavage. His prick-knob nuzzled in the hollow of her throat.
Marianne's lips parted, panting. The pink tip of her tongue slid across her open mouth.
"Oh, fuck! You're gonna shoot in her fucking face!" Harry howled, as he saw his companion's flaring cockhead pushing out of the girl's smooth tit tunnel, onto her breastbone and saw that her face, radiant with passion, was tilted down.
"Now! Now!" Tommy cried, his ass corkscrewing wildly as he fucked his prick through her fist and up her cleavage. A foaming ribbon of preliminary jism flooded up out of her soft tit crack. Then, with a gasp, the boy shot his wad out of his cockhead.
His steaming lava skimmed over her breastbone and splashed into the hollow of her throat. He pulled back, shooting another load on the recoil. The spurt flew right up into Marianne's face. Cum splashed onto her parted lips and ran onto her flashing tongue. He plunged up and shot another wad, and this time the whole thick, creamy jet hosed her right in the mouth, squirting past her open lips and skimming onto her tongue.
Marianne swallowed.
"She's fucking drinking it!" Harry wailed.
Another spurt hit her lips and yet another poured out in the deep cleavage between her tits. Cum washed around the peaks of her stiff nipples and ran down the slopes of her tits. Her face was slathered with the slippery slime. It glistened on her chin and cheeks and flowed like quicksilver across her parted lips. The boys could see her pink tongue-see that it was coated with a film of cum!
Tommy bucked violently, his cock rising to a new angle, shooting a rocket of scum straight upwards. It splashed back on her face. Marianne, gasping and moaning, pumped away, jerking more out. The girl was wild for the joy of a mouthful of spunk. The succulent taste tingled on her tongue, the savory flavor sparked on her taste buds. The horny girl's tongue felt as thrilled as her clit.
Then Tommy sagged back, panting. His cock slipped from her fist and swayed up and down like a horizontal pendulum. He fell back onto his ass, and his prick towered up, almost reaching as far as his jaw as he lowered his head. Despite his ejaculation, his cock was still as big and as hard as ever, in the potency of his youth.
And so, too, was Harry's.
These horny young men who jerked off a minimum of three times a day, each, were not about to be satisfied by a single coming.
Marianne, gazing at their hard pricks, smiled.
She was as keen as the boys were.
But one thing vaguely troubled the naughty virgin-a thing she would have to seriously think about in the future, when she didn't have two stiff cocks to concentrate on.
As much as she had loved jerking Harry and Tommy off, it had not thrilled her as much as the doggie's cock had . . .
CHAPTER FOUR
Marianne leaned back on the ground, letting the last of Tommy's slimy jism slowly trickle down her throat. She cupped her hand over her steaming cunt and rubbed herself, her hips grinding.
The boys gaped at her, then at each other, stunned and amazed at how lewdly the girl was behaving.
"You-you like swallowing the stuff?" Tommy stammered.
"Ummm-it's yummy," she purred.
"Jesus! You suck cock?"
"I never have," she told them. "I never drank cum before, either. I guess I got carried away." She blushed prettily, no longer embarrassed, feeling that she was now in charge.
She looked at their pricks and her mouth began to water.
She knew that it was real naughty to suck a cock, the sort of thing that only bad girls did. But the idea was fascinating.
After all, she reasoned, I already had a mouthful of cum, so I guess it wouldn't be any more wicked if I enjoy a mouthful of cock meat, too.
Jerking the boys off hadn't been as wonderful as pumping the spunk out of the doggy and that bothered her. The girl figured that she would enjoy human prick more if she did something more than frig them-something that she would never do to a dog.
Or so, at the time, she thought.
"I suppose you boys want blowjobs now, huh?" she said.
They both gasped. A blowjob, to those horny youths, was the stuff of dreams, the joyful fantasy by which they had so often jerked themselves off and wondered if they would ever find a girl who would really do such a wonderful, wicked thing.
"I'm a virgin," Marianne said. "Otherwise I'd let you both fuck my cunt. But I don't mind sucking you off."
Then she giggled.
"My mouth is cherry, too," she said. "But not for long!"
They could hardly believe it. Dreadful fears that the girl was a cockteaser caused them to groan. Yet the enthusiasm with which she had already milked them off by hand gave the lie to that label. And she had let Tommy shoot into her open mouth, too! A girl who would drink jism would obviously not balk at taking a cock into her mouth.
They shuffled closer. There was no coin-flipping this time-they knew that Marianne had turned the tables on them and that she was now in charge of the situation.
Rubbing her pussy with one hand, Marianne looked back and forth between the two available mouth-fuckers. She licked her lips and her blue eyes narrowed. A hungry look crossed her pretty face. She seemed to be glowing with a passion, radiant with anticipation. Streaks of jism still glistened on her cheeks and her hairy crotch was awash with Harry's cum and her own flooding pussy juice.
Harry had come first in her hand and on her cunt.
She decided that Tommy deserved the first crack at her hot mouth, the privilege of breaking her oral cherry. Anyhow, she already knew how tasty his cum was and wanted more of the sweet stuff.
"I'll blow you first," she announced.
Harry looked worried. "I hope you're gonna do me, too," he said.
"I got a big appetite for a small girl," she purred.
Even before Marianne had ever had a cock in her mouth, she knew that that was true, and that she was simply going to adore sucking on pricks and milking the scum out of them. She was drooling heavily at the mere prospect. Her mouth felt as hot as her cunt and her tongue was tingling as wildly as her throbbing clit.
She raised up on one elbow, facing Tommy's jutting prick as he pushed his cock toward her face.
"I hope I do this right," she giggled.
And all three of them felt certain that she would.
Marianne took Tommy's cock in her hand and gently pushed his prick to one side. She leaned in, letting his seething cockhead slide along her cheek, and pushed her pink tongue out. That tongue was coated with congealing jism already, and her mouth was salivating.
She began to lick his bloated balls.
Tommy jerked and squirmed as her nimble tongue glided all around his hairy scumbags, jiggling his hard balls around inside the loose sac. His balls began to work, pumping another load of fuckjuice, and his thick cock started to hammer violently.
Marianne purred happily as the succulent flavor of hot ball meat tingled on her tongue. She laved all over the swollen bags and lifted them so that she could tongue the hidden flesh underneath. She could feel his balls expanding with every stroke of her tongue, and it thrilled her to know that they were filling up with hot, thick jism-jism that, very soon, would be hosing her hungry mouth.
She kissed and nipped on his balls, as if thanking them in advance for the fast they were going to provide.
Then she began to slowly work up his stalk, running her parted lips up and down and slurping with her tongue. She traced a wet trail up along his pounding vein and fluttered her tongue against the underside of his bulging cockhead.
"Ooooh," she moaned, when she discovered that the meaty, musky flavor of prick-head was even tastier than ball meat.
She flattened her tongue and slid it up his cockshaft, then crossed it back and forth up that thick root. She fitted her lips against the underside and played it like a flute. Her saliva poured down his stalk and onto his balls. Her lips drew down, sucking her slobber back from his cockmeat. The girl was whimpering with the joy of it. But thus far she had only been licking and slurping around the edges-now it was time for the cock-starved virgin to savor a mouthful of meat.
Arching her neck, she brought her pursed lips to the tip of his cockhead. She kissed his prick-knob and tongued his gaping pisshole. Then, very slowly, she let her lips part around the swollen slab of cockhead and fed her hungry mouth inch by inch.
"Ummm," she purred.
She blew.
No, that ain't right, she realized. Funny why they call it a blowjob, she thought, and she giggled around the hot mouthful.
She sucked.
That was right!
It sure was! Tommy began to wail and groan. His ass humped as he pushed more of his fat cock into her mouth. Her sweet lips collared his prick as he shoved in, and her cheeks indented as she sucked lovingly and greedily on his throbbing cock--knob.
Marianne swiped her tongue all around his cockhead as her lips pulled on the fat prick-shaft. Then she began to bob her head up and down, as if she were ducking for apples in a barrel, pushing her compressed lips far down the lad's thundering prick.
His balls slapped under her chin as he fucked into her mouth. He placed a hand behind her pretty blonde head, guiding her, pulling her face toward him as he fed his cock to her.
"Yummy," she sighed.
He drew back and only the tip of his prick was enveloped in her lips.
Then she shoved her mouth down, twisting her head so that she was winding her compressed lips down his prickshaft like a moist nut onto a steel bolt, screwing his cockhead right back into her throat.
Tommy stared in awe, watching his fat cock vanish into the sweet oval of her collaring lips.
Harry looked on enviously, his own fat, tapered fuckstick throbbing as he awaited his turn in the horny virgin's mouth.
Marianne held Tommy's balls in her hand. She knew that she could bring him off faster if she frigged his stalk in her fist while she sucked on his cockhead-but she was in no hurry to make him come. She longed to milk his cock and drink his jism, yes, but she was enjoying a mouthful of hot cockmeat so much that she was willing to wait for a while, before she was rewarded with the creamy conclusion.
She reached out, fumbling blindly.
Harry placed his prick in her groping hand.
She smiled, her lips turning up around Tommy's cockhead as she fondled that reserve prick and knew that it was all set to be sucked as soon as she had finished the job on his first delicious cock.
She held Harry's prick but did not stroke it-there was no way she was going to risk frigging him off before that sweet hunk of young cock was stuck in her hungry mouth.
She bobbed lower, taking Tommy's flaring cockhead right back into her gullet. His balls were jammed tight to her chin, and her nose was nestled in his wiry pubic hair. The tresses of her curly blonde hair swept over his balls and curtained his thighs.
With all of his stout cock buried in her head, Marianne nibbled at the root and twisted the tight collar of her lips against his belly, where his prick sprouted out. The cock-starved virgin was worrying at his meat like a dog at a bone.
Tommy thrust his loins out, tilting her pretty face up on the fat lever of his cock. Her innocent blue eyes lifted and she gazed up into the frantic boy's face.
It was hard to believe that a girl could look so sweet and naive and innocent when she had a mouthful of fat prick, he thought. He could still see some of his previous cum streaked in her hair and on her cheek and, on the inside of her trim thigh, a glistening trail of doggy slime ran up to her hairy crotch.
His hips jolted, fucking his prick into her mouth with short sharp jabs. She sucked every sliding inch. His hand moved behind her head, pushing her mouth far down on his prick.
"Unghhh," she gagged as his flaring cockhead lodged in her throat and choked off her air.
She purred as her sweet lips came slurping back up his stalk and nursed on his cock-knob.
Marianne was half crazed by the joy of sucking cock. Tommy's fat meat throbbed in her mouth and Harry's equally robust prick was pounding away in her hand, impatiently awaiting its own turn in that hot, willing, pliable oral fuck-hole.
Her tongue flashed around, slurping at the underside of his cockhead and stalk, as her lips pulled and dragged up and down on the musky meat. Tommy fed it to her, his prick sliding over her arched tongue as he fucked back into her gullet.
His eyes rolled wildly and his mouth hung open, panting. A blowjob was even better than he had anticipated, thrilling him to the core-just as sucking on that tasty cock was, for Marianne, a greater treat than the innocent little virgin had imagined.
God, she thought. How will I ever eat anything else, now that I know what prick tastes like?
"Suck it!" Tommy groaned.
"I'm a cocksucker! Marianne told herself, thrilling herself with that sordid label, loving the definition. Even before she had finished milking his first delicious mouthful, Marianne knew that she was going to do an awful lot of cocksucking from now on.
She wasn't thinking about the dog's cock, at the moment, nor imagining that she might someday suck dog prick.
Tommy's cockhead began to dribble.
Spunk foamed onto her taste buds, and Marianne gasped and gurgled with delight.
Tommy's fuckjuice had been succulent before, when she had jerked off into her open mouth, but now, drinking the slimy stuff straight out of the flaring head of his thundering prick, she found the stuff even more delicious. She purred and sucked, pulling another creamy ribbon out. She let it roll around on her tongue, then swallowed it. The hot spunk warmed her belly like a fine cognac and, like an appetizer, the initial flow was making the girl frantic for more-for all of his load.
She drew her lips up to the tip of his cock and, speaking as if into a meaty microphone, whispered, "Come-come-come-"
Hearing the word and knowing that this naughty teenager was thirsty for his jism inspired Tommy almost as much as the sensation of her hot mouth on his steaming prick.
He began to shake and tremble, his whole body wracked by spasms of wild ecstasy.
He slid his cock back into her throat.
She sucked hard and a few drops ran down her gullet.
He pulled back again, with only his cockhead in her lips.
She said, "Shoot in my mouth! Oh, shit! Feed me, Tommy! Squirt your hot, thick fuck-juice into my mouth! Let me drink your jism!"
His cock hissed in. It came out dripping with her saliva and steaming as that slobber evaporated from the red hot meat. Thick streaks of cum laced her frothy spittle. Then he fed his cock to her again and she sucked the blended juices back into her mouth.
"I'm hungry for it! I'm fucking starving!" she wailed.
She began to bob her head down fast and furiously, yearning for the boy's fuckjuice, gorging her greedy maw on cockmeat in her frantic quest for his steaming cum.
She felt his prick balloon in her mouth, and her blue eyes opened wide in anticipation.
"Drink it, you cocksucker!" Tommy rasped.
His prick slithered in, and the head erupted in a volcanic geyser, hosing her throat and whitewashing her tonsils.
Marianne gasped, surprised by how much cum had suddenly poured into her mouth. She gulped the succulent stuff down to make room for more, and Tommy fed her more. His cock and balls were going off like a repeating rifle, shooting round after round of fluid ammunition from the magazine of his scumbags and out of the muzzle of his cockshaft.
Marianne was swallowing voraciously, but there was too much jism for her to drink it all. Foaming streams ran from her pursed lips. Her tongue slid around on his spurting meat. Her whole mouth was full of cum. It pooled in her cheeks and ran through her teeth and clung to the roof of her mouth like silvery icicles. Her tongue was floating in a river of jism, like a pliable raft in a swamp.
She sucked and swallowed, swallowed and sucked.
Tommy's eyes glazed as his balls emptied. But Harry stared on, fascinated, watching his friend empty his fuckjuice into the blonde's eager mouth and seeing the stuff bubbling from her lips as it overflowed.
Then Tommy was drained.
He fell back, gasping. His balls had collapsed, and his cock began to soften and shrink in her mouth.
Marianne leaned over him, milking away with gusto, making certain that not a single drop of his delicious fuckjuice still lingered in his cock and balls.
With a last slurp, she rolled away.
Tommy's cock stood upright for a moment, trembling, then, like a felled tree, crashed down and slapped against his belly. Even softening, his prick was an impressive hunk of meat.
But Harry's was not softening yet. Whining like a cur, the youth crawled toward Marianne. She was lying on her back and her mouth was open. He could see Tommy's fuckjuice washing around on her tongue.
"Suck me now," he rasped.
A wicked gleam came into her blue eyes.
"Gee, I think I've had enough to drink," she said teasingly.
Harry moaned in dismay.
But then he saw that she was only teasing him, that she was lying there with her mouth wide open, and that, despite the load of cum she had just swallowed, there was still a hungry look on her face.
Harry mounted the reclining girl, throwing one knee across then resting his ass on her tits. She arched her back, pushing her plump, stiff-tipped tits up against his ass.
His looming cock towered over her face, throbbing and pounding, the thick vein pulsating and the prick-knob hot.
"Fuck me in the mouth, Harry," she whispered. "Fuck my mouth like it was a cunt!"
Harry leaned forward and shoved his steaming cockmeat into her wide open mouth. She collared him with her lips. He locked his hands together behind her neck, lifting her head up so that her mouth was at the right angle to be fucked into like a cunt.
"Ahhh," she sighed as he fed his prick to her.
His balls slapped under her chin as he fucked in. Marianne reached behind him and began to finger his asshole. Her other hand dipped down into her creamy cunt, fondling herself casually, not concentrating more on that delicious mouthful than on her pussy, she had discovered that the joy of getting fucked in the mouth thrilled her as much as any cunt contact.
Harry's ass corkscrewed, grinding onto her thrusting tits as he poured the prick steadily into her head.
"Cocksucker!" he moaned. "Cum drinker!"
Marianne took it as a compliment.
And accurate, as well.
She bobbed her head up to meet his cock as he fucked the meat deep into her mouth. His fat cockhead jammed into her throat, tossing her head about as he fucked her with that hot cock. Her blonde hair cascaded over her face. Her lips turned almost inside out as she sucked. The cock-hungry girl was sucking with such energy that she seemed to be trying to inhale his prick right down into her lungs.
"Drink my slime!" Harry rasped.
"Ummm-ummm-" she purred, taking his cock balls-deep into her mouth and sucking through every inch.
Harry was so hot that he couldn't hold back. His balls were as big as melons and desperate to unload. He pulled her head up and fucked his prick in, and his first wad of thick jism squirted right down her throat.
Marianne gulped, feeling the heavy flow. But it had missed her taste buds and she couldn't taste the delicious stuff. She moaned.
Harry drew back and his second shot skimmed over her flashing tongue.
Marianne gurgled with delight then, relishing his savory slime.
He kept on fucking her mouth until he was empty.
Marianne kept on sucking as she milked out the last drops.
Then Harry pulled away. His cockhead popped out of her lips like a cork from a bottle. He rolled away.
The girl rested there, panting and sighing, a smile of utter contentment turning up her cum-drenched lips. Her hand moved slowly between her thighs as she rubbed out her orgasm, and her delicate throat pulsed as she let his cum trickle down her throat drop by drop, stretching out the feast.
The two drained boys stared at her in awe.
She looked back, smiling confidently. Marianne, in that fateful encounter, had lost her inhibitions and knew that she would never be shy again. Even as the last drops of Harry's jism slid down her gullet, she was wondering who she would blow next.
But why did the vision of that damned dog's cock keep springing into her mind?
CHAPTER FIVE
Her experiences under the bandstand brought a great change in Marianne's attitudes and behavior. She was no longer bashful and shy and when the girls got together to talk about naughty things, Marianne took part, no longer being an interested but silent listener. Her girlfriends were impressed when she told them she had sucked boys off and pressed her for all the juicy details of taste and texture. But she didn't tell anyone that she had jerked off a dog. That was her secret, and she often thought about that dog's cock and balls as she gave herself a hand-job.
Her reputation as a good girl suffered, but that only made Marianne more popular with the guys.
Tommy and Harry both asked her for dates. She accepted, on successive nights. Tommy took her to the movies and she went down on him right there in the seat, milking him dry almost before the film had started and then doing it again toward the end. She was rather a noisy cocksucker and her moist slurping could be heard all over the theater, greatly adding to the interest in the film.
Harry didn't take her anywhere. When he called for Marianne, her mother had gone out shopping and she was alone in the house. She saw no reason to put him off. After all, she knew what Harry wanted and she wanted to do it and it seemed pointless to pretend and delay. She closed the door and got down on her knees and blew him right in the front hall, drinking his creamy cum with relish.
She sucked one guy off on a blanket at the beach and did another one in the sand dunes behind the changing rooms. Over the course of the next two months, Marianne had given head to almost a dozen lucky young men. Her body was ripening very nicely at this point. Her tits were swelling and her hips spreading out lushly. She wondered if all the jism that she was swallowing was causing this development. Sometimes she let some of the stuff dribble out of her lips onto her tits and massaged it into her hot flesh, just in case it was effective. She rubbed the stuff into her cunt as well. She was still a virgin, waiting for just the right guy and the perfect time and place to yield her cherry. She wondered if any virgin had ever drunk as much spunk as she had.
Then came the memorable night when Marianne went out on a double date with her friend Jenny Perkins and two horny lads. One of the guys had a car and they went to the drive-in movie. Marianne was sitting in the back seat with Clark and Jenny was up front with Clyde. The boys hadn't dated these girls before and didn't know quite what to expect, although they had heard wonderful tales about Marianne's mouth.
As soon as the movie started, the two couples began to neck. Clark slipped his tongue into Marianne's mouth and she sucked on it. He cupped her tit cautiously, and she smiled and purred and squirmed against him. Encouraged, he moved his hand up her thigh and began to rub her cunt through her soaking panties.
Up front, Jenny and Clyde were panting heavily into each other's mouth as they swapped tongues and saliva.
"Want me to take em off?" Marianne asked.
Clark nodded eagerly. Marianne hiked her ass up and tugged her panties down.
"You can finger-fuck me if you want," she announced.
Clark began to slip three fingers up her fuck-hole and rub his thumb back and forth against her clit. Cuntjuice bubbled out of her snatch and she moaned and wriggled. She opened her blouse so that Clark could suck on her tits as he fingered her cunthole. Marianne rubbed his big prick and balls through his pants. Pretty soon she began to vibrate all over and the waves of joy rushed through her.
"I'm fucking creaming!" she wailed.
Clark sucked on a stiff tit tip and drove his fingers in and out of her cunt and brought her off.
"Umm-thanks," she sighed.
"Errr-you gonna do me, now?" he asked, motioning at the vibrant bulge in his pants.
Marianne opened his fly and hauled his cockmeat out. She frigged him a little, leaning over his loins. Her long blonde hair drifted over his cock and balls. Clark humped up from the seat. Her head went lower.
The horny lad held his breath. Did he dare to hope for more than a hand-job? He'd heard that Marianne gave head but it seemed too much to hope for on a first date. But then she ducked down and her hot mouth engulfed his cockhead. She began to suck and slurp on his meat.
"Gee-Marianne is blowing him!" Jenny gasped, looking over the front seat with interest.
She had Clyde's prick in her hand and he was frigging her pussy. They both gazed back at Marianne's cock-filled mouth. Her cheeks hollowed in and her tongue slid around on Clark's prickhead. She purred and moaned and sighed. Clark fucked up into her mouth, grunting and groaning.
"Don't stop!" he wailed.
Marianne grinned around his prick, thinking that was a silly thing to say. Why would she stop before she had finished?
"Can I-can I come in your mouth?" he whispered.
"Sure-that's the best part," she said. She drew her lips from him and tongued at the tip of his cock, which was starting to weep. She knew that the other couple was watching and excited her to be giving head in front of an audience. She lapped up his pre-cum greedily and it made her hungry for more. Folding her hand around his stalk, the cock-hungry virgin began to jerk him off with his cockhead in her sucking lips, mouthing his prickmeat ravenously as she waited for his load.
Clark gasped and shuddered as he neared the crest.
"I'm gonna fucking shoot!" he wailed.
"Ummm-feed me," she sighed. "Give me a drink, Clark!"
His balls blew and he creamed in her greedy mouth. Marianne swallowed. Hot Jism overflowed her lips and poured down his stalk, and she bobbed her head down his cock and slurped back up.
"Holy shit! She's drinking cum!" Clyde gasped.
"Yummy," Marianne purred, swallowing another dose.
She drained Clark's cock and balls and used her tongue to gather up the overflow from his rod and balls.
Jenny was looking on in fascination. Her fist flew up and down Clyde's throbbing cock and her pussy was starting to melt on his hand. Suddenly Clyde let out a groan and his cum shot out like a rocket. The thick stream hit the roof of the car. Jenny pumped spurt after spurt out.
Marianne had raised her head from Clark's empty cock and watched her friend pump Clyde's spunk out.
"It's a shame to waste it," she said.
She leaned over the seat, her tits dangling, and took Clyde's cock into her mouth in time to get her throat hosed by his next spurt. Jenny jacked him off to the dregs, into Marianne's greedy mouth. When his cock was empty, Marianne lapped the stray jism off Jenny's hand.
"Wow! You're really naughty!" Jenny gasped, in admiration.
"You don't blow, huh?" Marianne asked her.
"Well-not on a first date," Jenny said.
Clyde made up his mind to ask Marianne out, and damned soon. He wondered if Jenny blew on a second date.
With both sets of balls temporarily drained, the young couples settled down to watch the film. Phallic spaceships darted about and laser beams flashed like orgasms. Marianne kept glancing at Clark's prick to see if he was getting hard again, ready to give him another blowjob.
Then Jenny announced that she was going to the bathroom and asked Marianne if she wanted to come.
This seemingly innocent quest was going to lead to fascinating developments.
* * *
"Do you screw, too?" Jenny asked, as the two nubile young girls strolled from the car. "I'm still a virgin," Marianne admitted. "Not in the mouth," Jenny giggled. "How about you?"
"I've been fucked a couple times," Jenny said. "But only if I really like the guy, you know? I ain't gonna fuck Clyde."
"I'll blow him for you, if you want," Marianne offered.
They went into the bathroom.
"I come in here and give myself a hand-job sometimes," Jenny said. "If I'm with a guy I don't wanna fuck and I start getting hot. You ever have to do that, Marianne?"
"Naw-I can usually cream just sucking a guy off."
Jenny was looking in the mirror, brushing her hair. She had dark, curly hair, a nice contrast to her friend's golden tresses. Her tits were round and, as if to counterbalance them, her ass was round, too. She had a lush, pneumatic sort of body, like a blow-up doll. Her dark eyes regarded Marianne in the looking glass.
"What's the naughtiest thing you ever did?" Jenny asked.
Marianne thought about jerking off the dog straight away, but she didn't dare mention that yet.
"Oh, just blowing guys, I guess," she said. "How about you, Jenny?"
Jenny gave her a speculative look.
"Well-I don't know if this will shock you-"
Marianne looked interested.
"It happened right here in the bathroom," Jenny said. "It was one of the times I came in here to frig myself off. I was with this guy that I didn't wanna fuck but he was feeling me up and I was getting real hot. So I came in to take care of myself and-" She lowered her eyes demurely. "There was this older woman in here. I didn't really notice her to begin with, see. I went in one of the booths-that booth, there-and closed the door and sat down on the toilet and began to frig my cunt. Well, maybe I was breathing heavy or maybe my pussy was making juicy sounds but all of a sudden the door opened-I forgot to lock it, I guess. I was in kind of a hurry to get my cunt frigged off, right? So this woman opens the door and looks in and grins at me. Well, there I am with my fingers up my cunt and it's kind of embarrassing. I don't know what to say."
"Go on," Marianne urged, becoming excited.
Jenny blushed slightly. "Well, this woman just stares at my cunt for a few seconds. Then she comes into the booth and closes the door behind her. She locks it, too. Then she comes right out and asks me if I'd like her to suck my cunt!"
"Oh, wow! What happened."
"I-I let her do it to me."
"Tell me! Tell me!"
"She knelt down on the floor and just clamped her mouth on my pussy and sucked me! Shit, I came right away. She really knew what she was doing and she had me creaming. I must have come three or four times. I'd never even thought about making it with a girl before, you know? But I loved it! She gave head lots better than any guy I ever had."
Jenny grinned sheepishly.
"I wouldn't mind letting a girl do it again," she added.
She was gazing speculatively at Marianne. Marianne, thrilled by what her friend had confessed, decided there was no reason to be bashful about the dog.
"I jerked off a doggy once," she said.
"A doggy! Holy shit!"
"He lapped my cunt first and he got a big hard-on so I took him under the bandstand and frigged him off. He shot all over me! A doggy comes more than a guy. It really turned me on, feeling that big prick throb in my hand and then seeing his jism squirt out. She lowered her eyes bashfully. "I even thought about sucking a dog's cock, someday-"
"Would you? Really?" gasped Jenny.
"I might. I'm not sure."
"I know where there's a couple dogs," Jenny said.
"Ooooh! Should we?"
"I wouldn't mind. I might even let a dog fuck me," Jenny said.
Both girls were steaming hot by this time.
"Oh, fuck! I'm gonna have to give myself a hand-job!" Jenny cried, cupping a hand over her cunt. She stared at Marianne for a long moment. Marianne blushed and lowered her eyes.
Jenny turned into one of the booths and closed the door. But she didn't lock it.
Marianne stared at that door.
Dark desires rushed through the horny virgin.
Does Jenny expect me to? She wondered. Is that why she told me about that woman?
From within the booth, she could hear Jenny breathing heavily, panting and moaning.
What would it be like to suck a cunt? Marianne asked herself. Her hot mouth began to water.
Marianne opened the door . . .
CHAPTER SIX
Marianne and Jenny stared wordlessly at each other for a long moment, then Jenny smiled knowingly and invitingly. She was sitting on the toilet with her dress pulled up and her panties lowered. Her lush thighs were parted and Marianne could see the open pink slot of her steaming cunt. Marianne had never really thought much about fooling around with girls before but Jenny's confession had set her imagination running wild and her mouth watering, and now the sight of that delicious-looking cunt was thrilling the blonde virgin. She loved to suck cockmeat and swallow jism and saw no reason why Jenny's creamy pussy and cunt-juice wouldn't be just as delicious.
"I'm not a dyke," she whispered.
"I know," Jenny said.
"Bui I'll suck your cunt, if you want me to," Marianne said, letting the tip of her tongue slide across her lower lip.
"Just to see what it's like?"
Marianne giggled impishly. "Fuck, no!" she said. "Just because I'm fucking hungry for it!"
Jenny gazed up through the dark web of her lowered eyelashes, a smile turning the corners of her mouth. "I was hoping you'd take the hint," she said. "That's why I told you about that woman."
She pushed her ass down to the very edge of the seat, her smooth legs open and extended. Her cunt was running like a river and her fuck-button stood up like a rocket. She slowly drew one hand up her crotch, squirming. Then she moved her hand out of the way and arched her back, hiking her creamy pussy up higher.
Marianne got down on the floor.
She thought that maybe they should kiss first, and maybe do some tit feeling and sucking, as a sort of preliminary. But then she thought better of it. Since she was not a lesbian-nor was Jenny-there didn't seem to be much point in all that affectionate love play. Marianne decided not to waste time-she wanted to get on with the cunt-lapping that so greatly intrigued her. She leaned in and began to lick gently at the sleek insides of her girlfriend's thighs.
Jenny whimpered and wriggled.
Marianne lapped higher. She could feel the blazing heat of Jenny's cunt waft into her face. She was drooling heavily, slobbering onto Jenny's thighs.
She ran her tongue up the crease where the girl's leg joined her torso, licking parallel with her open slot but not yet making contact. She was teasing Jenny and whetting her own appetite.
"I'm so hot," Jenny moaned.
Marianne's pink tongue slid through the girl's dark pubic thicket and ran on up to dip into her belly button.
"Suck my cunt-please!" Jenny squealed.
Marianne pushed her tongue out and fluttered it. Her head dipped down and she took her first lick of cunt. Her tongue slid up the flooded slot and flicked across Jenny's clit.
"Ooooh! Your pussy is delicious," Marianne moaned.
It was the same as it had been when Marianne had taken her first mouthful of prick. She knew right away that cunt-lapping was going to be a joy and that, from now on, she was going to be gobbling every sweet pussy that she could get her mouth on. She drew back for a moment, savoring the succulent flavor on her taste buds. Her mouth was watering heavily and her tongue felt as hot and aroused as her clit. She leaned in and took another lick. She began slurping steadily up the soaking slot and tracing along the unfolded cuntlips and laving Jenny's clit. Jenny shot her hips out from side to side, grinding her crotch in Marianne's eager face.
Marianne spread Jenny's cunt open wider with her fingertips and shot her tongue right up the girl's hot fuck-hole.
Cuntjuice poured down Jenny's crotch and soaked into the tight crack of her bouncy ass. Marianne slurped up, her tongue flattened, gathering that sweet cream up. She ducked lower and ran her tongue right up through Jenny's ass crack, laving her from shit cute to clit with long, rippling slurps. Then she tilted her head and fitted her lips to Jenny's cuntlips and began to suck with gusto. so
"Oh! Ohhh!" Jenny wailed, as her blonde friend's talented lips dragged the cunt-juice out of her pussy.
Jenny clamped her thighs around Marianne's buried face, trapping her in a smooth vise. Then she parted her legs wide again, churning her ass on the edge of the seat.
A ribbon of cunt-juice ran down Jenny's thighs. Marianne went down after it, lapping it up. Her radiant face twisted from side to side as she worked with enthusiasm on her friend's steaming, soaking pussy. She sucked and tongued, alternating. She worked on Jenny's fuck-hole and cuntlips and clit, her head bobbing up and down, paying attention to details.
Jenny stroked Marianne's head, holding her close. Marianne's lips were plastered to Jenny's cunt by a sticky glue of cunt-juice and saliva, clamped to her hole like a suction cup to a drain. Pussy juice poured over her tongue and bubbled past her parted lips. She swallowed the succulent fuckjuice, gurgling with joy.
She pushed her middle finger up Jenny's fuck-hole, wriggling it around inside the wet tunnel. She finger-fucked in and out while her tongue and lips worked on the girl's turbulent clit. She began using three fingers, shoveling them in to the knuckles and slipping Her tongue up that hot slit alongside them. Marianne had gone suck crazy, and Jenny was wailing and gasping with the thrill of that sucking.
"Come, Jenny-cream for me," Marianne whimpered, yearning to have that sweet cunt melt in her mouth and to feel Jenny shudder and vibrate as the crest ripped through her lush body.
Jenny's belly pumped and her hips jolted in and out, driving her smoldering cunt into Marianne's face. Her eyes were narrowed and her lips parted. She was panting heavily. Her face was a mask of lust.
"Come-come-come-" Marianne kept urging, shooting her tongue in and out, then slapping it up the slot. She took Jenny's stiff fuck-button into her lips and sucked. Another deluge of cunt-juice poured into her mouth, and she gasped and gulped it down hungrily.
Her hands grasped Jenny by the hips. Her fingers dipped under her ass. She lifted the girl's loins higher, as if her cunt was a hairy goblet from which Marianne was draining the dregs.
"I'm creaming!" Jenny wailed. "Yeah! Yeah! Feed me your juice."
"My cunt is fucking melting!"
Jenny had been flowing creamily from the very first but now, as the peak approached, her cunt-juice was flooding out as if a dam had burst. Marianne's face was coated with the stuff from brow to chin. Her mouth filled up with tangy nectar, and she swallowed greedily, only to find yet another mouthful pouring in.
Thrashing and groaning, Jenny rippled through the spasms of her release. She slowed and sank back on the seat, gasping. Marianne kept on sucking to make sure that she had worked off every spasm and sucked out every precious drop of the girl's pussy juice.
Marianne raised her head finally, her jaws dripping. Jenny gazed down with a contented smile and Marianne smiled back with creamy lips.
"Wow! That's the best suck I ever had!" Jenny said.
"I'm glad. I fucking love sucking your cunt, Jenny! I'll suck you off anytime you want!"
"Ohhh! What an offer!"
Marianne was licking the cunt-juice from her lips, relishing the taste. She dipped down for a last slurp up Jenny's pussy.
Jenny looked uncertain.
"Shall I suck you, too?" she asked.
"Not now," Marianne said. "Sometime, maybe. But we'd better get back to the boys now, before they start to wonder what the fuck we've been doing. I wanna kiss Clark with your cunt-juice in my tongue."
Jenny got up and pulled her soaking panties up.
"Were you serious about the dogs?" she asked.
"I think so. Fuck-I know so! I've been thinking about blowing a doggy for ages!"
"Let's do it tomorrow!" Jenny suggested, with enthusiasm.
There was little shyness left between these naughty girls now.
And a couple dogs were going to get lucky . . .
* * *
By the time that they got back to the car, Clark and Clyde both had big hard-ons again. But Jenny was no longer feeling very interested in her date, having come so spectacularly in Marianne's mouth.
Marianne, however, was always interested in stiff pricks.
She took Clark's cock in her mouth and nursed on the meat. His prick was even more delicious now that she had the lingering flavor of Jenny's pussy on her tongue. She sucked him off and, when he shot his creamy wad, she swallowed every drop.
Jenny was only frigging Clyde in a half-interested fashion.
"Want me to take care of that for you?" asked Marianne.
Clyde, understandably, didn't wait for his date to give her permission. He heaved up and rolled over the back of the seat and tumbled onto Marianne. She appreciated his enthusiasm. She started at his balls and slurped her way up to his cock-knob, slipped his prick into her greedy mouth and, within seconds, milked him dry and drank his fuckjuice.
On the way home, the boys asked the girls if they would like to go out again tomorrow.
"We can't-we're busy," Jenny told them.
And the two well-sucked young men wondered why the girls looked at each other and giggled.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Jenny lived with her parents in a pleasant wooded area outside of town. It was a prosperous section where many of the residents kept their own horses and rode around, bobbing up and down in the saddle and pretending to be well-bred. John Miller, the bachelor who lived down the road from Jenny, was a well-to-do gentleman and a sportsman. He kept a couple huge dogs and rode an elegant black stallion. He was a handsome guy, as Jenny told Marianne. She wouldn't mind fucking him, in fact, and had often made a point of strolling past his house, wearing sexy clothing and swinging her ass provocatively, hoping he would notice her and invite her in. He hadn't-yet. She still hoped he would someday. But not today.
Today the girls were interested in John Miller's dogs.
Marianne had been thinking about the dogs all night, frigging her pussy in a frenzy. She had often thought about dogs, of course, but, now that the prospect was likely, the girl was really fired up. She had always kept her depraved desires to herself before, feeling embarrassed by them, but there was no need to be embarrassed with Jenny-not after she'd sucked Jenny's cunt and blown both of their dates, and the fact that Jenny shared her inclinations helped to subdue whatever inhibitions Marianne still had.
She called for Jenny the next morning and found the dark-haired nymphette ready and waiting. Both girls were wearing mini skirts and tight cotton tee-shirts that molded tightly to the thrust of their tits and outlined their stiff nipples.
They walked down the country lane together.
"I hope it works out," Marianne said.
"We can always suck each other off, if it doesn't," said her practical companion.
While Marianne had spent the night anticipating some doggy cock, Jenny had been remembering Marianne's nimble tongue and was looking forward to another cunt-sucking and to trying it, herself. Marianne, who was not a lesbian, had obviously enjoyed eating pussy so much that Jenny knew it must be a joy.
Just then John Miller appeared, mounted on his robust black stallion. To his credit he used a California saddle and refused to bob up and down like many of his pseudo-English neighbors. The girls stepped aside to let him pass and he smiled down at them.
"Hi, Mister Miller," Jenny said.
He replied and his eyes roved over the delightful curves of the two nubile young girls in their short skirts and tight shirts. Although Jenny was not aware of it, Miller had often watched her walk past his house and reflected up on the state of her morals and virginity and beat his meat to a creamy conclusion as he did so.
His prick began to harden and rise, standing up like a second horn from his saddle. But he nudged his horse on past, not realizing that
Jenny was as interested in him' as he was in her.
The girls hurried on eagerly now, knowing that Miller's house was empty and that he would be gone for some time on this morning ride. His doggies were home alone.
Giggling, Jenny led the way to the spacious back garden of Miller's home. The large dogs were romping merrily on the lawn. Hero was black with a sleek coat and Prince was golden with a shaggy coat. They both rippled with well toned muscle. Marianne felt her pussy begin to smolder as she looked at the big brutes. Jenny called to them and the dogs looked up, then came trotting over to be petted-or so they probably thought, not yet realizing that these randy teenagers had other thoughts in mind.
Jenny sat down and the dogs lapped at her in a friendly fashion. She stroked their big heads. Marianne was feeling a bit nervous now, and hesitated. But then she knelt down, too.
"You really gonna do it?" Jenny asked.
"I will-if you will," Marianne said, knowing she would feel less guilty if her sins were shared.
By way of reply, naughty Jenny pulled her short skirt up. She wasn't wearing any panties, and her cunt was parted and creamy. The two dogs sniffed and squirmed uncertainly as they sensed the girl's arousal, not sure what was required of them. You can't teach an old dog new tricks, perhaps-but both of these dogs were young. Jenny held Hero by the collar and pulled his head down into her steaming crotch. The big black dog began to slap his tongue up her soaking cunt right away.
"Ooooh! I see what you mean about a dog's tongue!" Jenny squealed as the big, wet, red lapper slurped at her pussy. Foaming white doggy slobber ran into her cunt-juice.
Prince yelped, looking on enviously.
Marianne raised her skirt and tugged her panties down, kicking them off one foot and leaving them around the other ankle. She didn't have to drag the yellow dog's head in. He had seen what Hero was doing, and Prince immediately thrust his snout into Marianne's crotch and began to lap her. Marianne's cute little ass shifted around as she worked her cunt against the doggie's slurping tongue. He dragged his tongue up her parted slot and across her fuck-button with long, moist strokes.
Any last minute reservations that Marianne might have had melted away as the dumb brute tongued her cunt. She slid her hand down under his belly and felt his cock and balls. The dog was already starting to get a hard-on, inspired by the delicious aroma and thrilling taste of her pussy. His big prick throbbed in her hand. She drew the shaggy sheath back, and his big red cockhead came sliding out. She tilted her head to the side and gazed at the beast's swelling cockmeat. She stroked up and down, pulling the sheath up and then dragging it back so that his prick-knob flared out, naked and tasty looking. Her mouth was watering. Did she really dare to suck a dog off? She glanced over at Jenny.
Jenny wasn't playing with Hero's prick but that big hairy cock was getting hard anyhow as he savored the girl's delicious pussy. The sight thrilled Marianne, that cockeyed little sucking machine. Hell, yes! She'd suck a dog off! And if Jenny didn't want to-she'd suck them both off! A girl just couldn't let silly inhibitions deprive her of that delicious cockmeat!
She pumped Prince's prick up until the big cock was iron hard and throbbing mightily in her hand.
"Watch this, Jenny," she whispered.
She squirmed around onto her flank and pushed her head under the dog. His cockhead was aimed at her face. She looked at Jenny, then back at the dog's cock, licking her lips.
"Oh, shit! You really gonna do it?" Jenny whimpered.
She had half expected her friend to back out at the last moment, that it had been an erotic fantasy and no more. She figured that probably they would let the dogs lap their cunts and then maybe jerk them off and, hopefully, do a bit of cunt-sucking together. Now she looked on in awe as Marianne's radiant face drew closer to the doggie's cock.
Marianne's tongue fluttered out. Her fist slowly pushed back towards the dog's swollen scumbags, skinning his prick and causing the huge red cock-knob to flare out. His pisshole was gaping open. The dog began to tremble all through his tense body. Marianne touched the tip of her tongue against his smoking hot cockhead.
"Ooooh," she squealed, as the succulent flavor of dog meat tingled on her tongue.
The dog yelped and his haunches humped, driving his cockhead against her tongue and lips.
Marianne began to lave him, running her pink tongue all over the big red slab of his naked meat. Dog prick tasted different from human prick, she realized, and even more delicious! She fluttered her tongue against the underside of his big wedge of red cockmeat, then pushed into the cleft of his gaping pisshole as far as she could, as if she was trying t lick his scum up from inside.
"Holy fuck! You're licking a dog's cock!" Jenny wailed as she watched her friend's tongue slurp all over that big cockhead-that same tongue that had lapped her cunt the day before and, she heartily hoped, which would be lapping her off plenty more times.
Hero was still slapping his tongue up Jenny's wet cunt and the sensation, combined with the incredibly thrilling sight of what Marianne was doing to Prince's cock, was making Jenny hotter than she had ever been before. She grasped Hero by the collar and rubbed his snout around in her pussy, pulling his black nose right up inside the unfolded pussylips and into her cunthole.
Marianne's saliva foamed on the dog's cockhead. A dribble of preliminary jism seeped out of his pisshole and the horny dog lover lapped it up and savored it on her tongue, then swallowed hungrily. Dog slime was fucking wonderful! She wanted the big fucker to come in her mouth so she could drink all of his delicious cum. And naughty Marianne was well aware of how to make a stiff prick come!
She fitted her lips to the tip of the dog's cock and let them part, slowly feeding his hot prick-knob into her mouth.
"Ummmm," she purred, as she sucked lovingly on the big slab and felt his prickhead flare in her lips. Her cheeks hollowed in. She bobbed lower, feeding more of his cockshaft into her maw, nibbling gently at the hairy stalk as she took his naked prick-knob back into her throat.
"You're sucking it!" Jenny wailed. "Oh my God! Marianne! You're really gonna suck him off!"
"I'm gonna drink his fuckjuice, Jenny!" Marianne cried, the words muffled on dog cock.
"Yeah! Yeah! Milk the fucker!" Jenny shouted.
Jenny's pussy was creaming on Hero's hot tongue and Hero was going wild with joy, slapping his tongue up her fuck-hole with gusto as he lapped the sweet juice out. His own neglected cock was humming like a tuning fork under his belly, the red prick-knob flaring out like the head of a hooded cobra about to strike and bubbling with slime.
Marianne began to bob her head up and down. She frigged the lower part of Prince's cock up and down with her hand. The dog whimpered and started to hump, fucking through her hand and into her head. His cockhead clogged the entrance to her gullet, then drew out as the cocksucking teenager sucked hungrily along every inch. She knew she was liable to get hair stuck between her teeth, but that was a small price to pay for such a feast.
Slime was flowing freely from the beast's pisshole now, running onto her flashing tongue and soaking into her cheeks. A trickle seeped from her pursed lips and ran down her chin. A little squirt hit the roof of her mouth and for a moment she thought the dog had come. But his cock was getting bigger and hotter all the time and she realized it had only been a preliminary spurt, that his full load of scum was still building up.
Half crazed with the ecstasy of sucking on the dog's mighty prick, Marianne frigged his cock faster, her fist drawing up to bump against her lips as she slammed her mouth down on his meat. Then she drew back, her lips collaring his cock just behind the cock-knob. She began to suck voraciously on the dripping slab of cockhead as her hand flew up and down his prickshaft, jerking the dog off into her mouth.
Prince fucked into her, fucking his prick into her mouth with frenzied strokes. He was yelping and howling as the thrill built up. His fat cockhead pushed into her cheek, then skimmed against the roof of her mouth. Her tongue slurped at the underside of his dripping knob and her lips pulled hungrily on the flaring hunk of naked cockmeat.
His bloated scumbags swung in and out, slapping against her chin. She bobbed all the way down to the root of his prick, swallowing his cock balls deep, then slowly drew back up the stalk, sucking through every hairy inch and nursing on his naked knob again.
Prince's whole body was trembling as he shoveled his meat to her head. His tail swished wildly behind his humping hindquarters. His fucking cock tilted her head back as he filled her mouth.
Prince poured the prick to her and his flanks heaved. His balls exploded, and his hot jet of jism hosed her throat. Marianne wailed and gulped the delicious scum down hungrily and the horny dog promptly fed her another mouthful of the sweet fuckjuice. The foaming jism overflowed her lips. The girl drank the stuff down ravenously. It was thick and hot and absolutely delicious. She milked him with her hand and her mouth pulled the fuckjuice out of his swollen cock-knob voraciously. Her pretty face was radiant with joy as she swallowed dog spunk with relish.
The dumb brute fucked the cock to her vigorously, emptying his cock and balls to the dregs.
Drained, he slowed down. Marianne kept on sucking, milking out every last drop of his sweet doggy fuckjuice.
She didn't think she had ever been fed such a huge dose before-nor one so fucking delicious! When she had sucked it all out of his pisshole, she used her tongue to lap up the overflow and then slipped his cock-knob back into her mouth.
Marianne's mouth was insatiable.
She hoped that she could suck off Hero now, too.
But naughty Jenny had plans for Hero's big black cock . . .
CHAPTER EIGHT
Prince's emptied prick began to soften in Marianne's mouth. When she drew her lips away, the big wad of cockmeat bobbed up and down for a moment, then began to sink. The prick-knob, glossy with her slobber, pointed towards the ground, looking dejected-but the dog looked very, very happy about what had just happened to him. After all, bitches could not give blowjobs and a doggy was lucky to meet a girl like Marianne.
Marianne leaned back on her hands and looked thrilled. Dog cum sparkled on her smiling lips. She turned toward Jenny to see what was going on there and if Hero's cock was available to her hot mouth. Hero was still slurping merrily away on the dark-haired girl's bushy cunt, his big black head bobbing up and down as he ran his nimble tongue all the way up from the crack of her ass to her cunt-mound.
His huge cock jutted out under his belly and his balls were swollen with pent-up spunk. The sight made Marianne drool.
Jenny squirmed closer, twisting from the waist so as not to dislodge Hero's head from her pussy.
"Kiss me, Marianne," she breathed.
Jenny, who was not such a confirmed cock-sucker as Marianne, wasn't going to suck Hero off-she had other ideas for Hero-but she was still eager to taste some dog slime, for future reference. Marianne slid her lips onto the other girl's mouth. They kissed passionately. Marianne's slime-soaked tongue slipped into Jenny's mouth and Jenny sucked on it, tasting that secondhand dog cum. Sticky ribbons of the stuff ran back and forth, mixed with saliva, between their mouths.
Jenny was fiery hot. She lowered her head and kissed Marianne's plump tits, sucking on the tips through her cotton shirt. Then she drew the shirt up and nursed on the naked nipples.
Marianne stroked her friend's dark, curly head. Her tit tips exploded in Jenny's lips.
Jenny moaned. She slid lower, kissing Marianne's belly, then her blonde pubic triangle. Marianne leaned back and parted her thighs. She was more interested in dog cock than Jenny's mouth, at the moment, but she was not about to object. Jenny buried her face between her blonde friend's legs and began to mouth her pussy, enjoying her first snack of cunt. She had known that she would, after seeing how much Marianne had enjoyed eating cunt. Her hot tongue slid in and out of Marianne's soaking cunthole and her lips pulled on her clit.
Jenny turned over onto her knees, her head down in Marianne's steaming crotch and her ass hiked up high. The big black doggy was still slapping his tongue up her cunt, from under her ass now.
Folding Marianne's cuntlips open with her fingers, Jenny thrust her tongue as far up the slippery slot as it would go, wriggling it around. Marianne's cunt-muscles sucked on Jenny's probing tongue and her love button sparked like a stick of dynamite. Thick streams of foaming cunt-juice poured past Jenny's drooling lips.
Jenny raised her head, smiling.
"I'll finish sucking you off later, okay?" she said.
Marianne said, "Ummm-but what about your doggy? If you ain't gonna take care of his prick, I'll suck him off for you."
Jenny shook her head, her dark hair tumbling about.
"I want him to fuck me," she whispered.
Marianne gave a little gasp. Being a virgin herself-except in the mouth-the girl was thrilled at the thought of her naughty friend getting a cunt full of dog cock.
"Oh, yeah!" Marianne cried. "And after he comes in you, I'll suck his slime out of your cunthole!"
Jenny wiggled her ass about, her hips pumping in a fucking motion. But Hero hadn't gotten the idea yet-which was dumb, since the girl was positioned for a doggy fashion fucking. He just kept lapping away while his neglected prick pounded and thundered and his huge scumbags grew bigger and bigger with every passing moment.
"Help the fucker mount me!" Jenny wailed.
Marianne was more than willing to lend a hand. She crawled down beside Jenny's ass and grasped Hero by the shoulders, urging him up. The dog gave a yelp. His haunches lowered, trembling. Then he seemed to get the idea. He sprang up, mounting Jenny's up-thrust ass. His forepaws hooked around the girl's hipbones and he clung to her tightly.
His cock stabbed at her crotch, moving instinctively now that he was in this familiar posture. The big slab of his cockhead bounced off her ass and skimmed up her thigh, missing the juicy target. Jenny squealed. That hot cockmeat felt like a branding iron as his prick jabbed against her ass. The dog was whining in frustration as he humped away and failed to get his meat bedded in her cunthole.
"Help him, Marianne!" Jenny wailed. "Put his prick in me!"
Marianne grabbed Hero's big black cock by the roots, giving him a stroke. She spread her girlfriend's cuntlips wide open with her other hand and guided the dog's prickhead into her creamy slot. She rubbed up and down, using the cock like a ladle to stir that creamy bowl and brush against Jenny's tingling fuck-button. Then, tilting her wrist, she slipped his naked red cock-knob into Jenny's fuck-hole.
Jenny gasped and jammed her ass back.
Hero hauled her toward him by the hips and slammed his haunches out, fucking into her. Now that his cockhead was properly fitted, the big dog shoved every inch of his prick up her pussy tunnel, burying his cock balls deep in her pussy.
"Oh my God!" cried Jenny as she felt that massive hunk of prickmeat stuff her cunt to the brim.
"He's in you!" Marianne gasped. "His cock is in you!"
But Jenny fucking well knew that. And so did the dog. He clung tightly to her ass, holding the full penetration for a moment, knowing the joy of having every inch of his prick buried in her steaming cunt. His tongue lolled out, dripping slobber and cunt-juice onto her back. His muscular body rippled and his hind-legs scrambled at the ground.
Jenny's cunt began to work on his buried prickmeat, the muscles tightening in rings that ran up the length of his cock from the root to the knob, as if she were jerking him off with her pussy.
Then she began to hump, pulling away and jamming back, so that a couple inches of dog cock fucked in and out of her fuck-hole.
"Move, you son of a bitch!" she shouted.
Hero began to hump, pouring the prick to her furiously. His black cock pulled out until only the naked knob was in her, then slammed in to the hilt again. His swollen scumbags swung in and out, slapping into her crotch. His cock was filling her so full that when he pulled out her cuntlips dragged along with him, almost turning her pussy inside out and, as he plunged in, those cuntlips were stuffed right up into her cunthole. His hairy prick rubbed across her clit as he fucked up her pussy-hole. Jenny met his vigorous strokes in counterpoint, pushing her ass back as he fed the meat to her and twisting her hips as he pulled out, so that her soaking cunthole was winding itself around his prick.
Her face contorted with lust and her mouth hung open, drooling. Her fat tits bobbed under her kneeling body as she jerked and twitched, taking the dog's cock. His fat prick was pumping the cunt-juice out of her as he stuffed her full. The dog was frantic with animal lust. His spine twisted into a curved shape as he plunged in, fucking every inch of his massive cock into her cunt.
"Oh! Ohhhh!" Jenny cried.
Marianne was wailing, too, envying her naughty friend for. that lovely cunt full of canine cock.
Prince had moved off after his balls had been drained. Now he was looking on with his head cocked to one side, looking puzzled. But the action was familiar to Prince. Fucking Marianne in the mouth had been a mystery to the dumb brute, a true joy but a puzzle as well-but the dog knew how to fuck a cunt. And his nostrils twitched as he scented the aroma of steaming hot pussy-the double fragrance of two soaking cunts. His fat cock began to swell and harden again. The red knob came sliding out and the hairy rod rose, twitching and jerking, angling towards a new hard-on.
He began to advance on the girls, slinking towards them with his haunches lowered as if he were stalking a rabbit-or, indeed, a pussy.
Marianne didn't notice Prince sneaking up on her, for she was concentrating on the fascinating sight of Jenny taking dog cock. She watched that black cock fuck into her friend's soaking cunthole in fast thrusts that tilted Jenny's bouncy ass up and down. The dog was fucking so fast now that his haunches were a dark blur and his tail was sweeping like a rudder. He fucked her with long, rippling, underslung strokes that rubbed over her clit and buried his cockhead in the very depths of her fuck-hole. Her ass churned as he fucked her, and she slammed back, shoving her cunt onto his thrusting fuck-stick as he fucked her furiously.
Marianne wanted to join in. She crawled behind Hero and began to tongue his balls, holding his tail up and pushing her radiant face in and lapping hungrily at the big scumbags.
"I'm licking his fucking balls, Jenny!" she wailed.
Her head slid up and she tongued the dog's asshole. Marianne was so hot that she was ready for anything. She bobbed down and lapped his swinging balls some more, then crawled up and turned onto her back, sliding in under Jenny. Raising her head, she sucked a stiff nipple into her lips and nursed on it. She sucked on the other one. Jenny's fat tits dangled into her upturned face like ripe and succulent fruit.
Marianne's cunt was flooding heavily. Prince gazed at that soaking hole and sniffed her fragrance. Her thighs were parted and her cunt was available to him, but he didn't realize it. The girl was lying on her back and the position was not known to the dumb brute.
He bided his time.
Marianne, still unaware of the fact that Prince's prick was once more ready to be milked, slid back under Jenny's belly. Drops of cunt-juice fell down, splashing on her face and lips. She lifted her head and opened her mouth and began sucking hungrily on Jenny's clit as the dog's massive prick thundered up her fuck-hole.
Jenny wailed with the double joy of it. Her cunthole was being stuffed by dog cock and her clit was being sucked by Marianne's sweet lips-and she was in ecstasy.
Marianne's lips parted wide and she began to suck them both, letting the dog's cock slide through her mouth as it plunged into her friend's creaming pussy. Her head slid up and down, playing the dog's hairy prickshaft like a flute. Cuntjuice bubbled into her mouth and she swallowed it. Marianne was going suck crazy and yearning for the dog to spurt his slime into Jenny so that she could suck it back out.
"Oh, fuck! I'm creaming!" Jenny gasped.
Pussy cream overflowed Jenny's cunt, pouring into Marianne's mouth and soaking down the dog's hairy prick. Marianne sucked it from Jenny's cunt and lapped it off Hero's cock and balls.
She felt the dog's scumbags explode against her tongue.
"He's gonna blow!" she cried. "He's gonna shoot his hot fuckjuice up your cunt, Jenny!"
"Yeah! Oh sweet fucking hell! Pour it up lot my pussy, Hero! Cream my fucking cunt!"
The dog howled and rammed his meat in and Jenny wailed as she felt his steaming slime flood her womb. Her cunt sparked and she creamed again, her cunt-juice gushing out to blend with the animal's fuckjuice. The creamy mixture poured out into Marianne's mouth. Her tongue flailed wildly away and her lips sucked hungrily. Marianne adored drinking jism and loved swallowing cunt-juice and getting both together drove her wild.
Bucking like a bronco, Hero emptied his cock and balls in spurt after creamy spurt. Panting, he slowed down. Jenny kept grinding away on his prick and Marianne kept mouthing them both. Then Hero pulled away. His long cock came out, dripping wet. The red prick-knob popped out of Jenny's fuck-hole. A deluge of jism and cunt-juice poured out after it. Marianne clamped her lips over her friend's flooded cunt and sucked the fuck cream out of her. Then she turned to Hero's prick. She folded her fist around the stalk, just behind the knob, and squeezed gently, milking a few thick globs of fuckjuice out of his pisshole. She lapped the sweet slime up, then slurped his cockhead into her mouth and sucked it hungrily. But Hero was drained for the moment and although his meat was delicious there was no more jism to be swallowed.
She turned back to Jenny's soaking cunt.
Jenny had twisted around, onto her ass, looking stunned by the magnitude of her climax and by the way the robust beast had spurted his fuckjuice into her cunt. Marianne lowered her head and buried her face into Jenny's cunt, sucking greedily.
By doing that, Marianne had unconsciously placed herself in the doggy fucking position.
Which was what Prince had been waiting for. no
CHAPTER NINE
Marianne's head was down and her ass was up. Her shirt was still rolled above her tits and her skirt was hiked above her waist. Her cunt was flowing like a waterfall. Jenny had arched her back, shoving her pussy into the blonde's eager face and shifting her hips around, enjoying this lovely cunt-sucking following the great fuck the doggy had thrown into her.
"Suck my cunt, Marianne," she murmured, liking to voice the words that described the action. "Suck me off! Ummmm-oh, that's it! Work on my fucking clit with your tongue."
Marianne wound her lithe tongue around against that taut and trembling nugget of sensation. Then she stabbed up Jenny's fuck-hole, as if she wanted to bury her whole head and eat the girl out from the inside. She raised her face up for a moment and began to push her tits into Jenny's cunt, rubbing the nipples against the girl's clit. Dropping her chin to her breastbone, Marianne cupped her tits and lifted them to her face, deepening the cleavage. She sucked on her own nipples, slurping her friend's pussy juicy from them. Then she buried her face in Jenny's cunt again.
She knew that Jenny had just come, when the dog squirted his fuckjuice up her hole, but Marianne was hoping the horny girl would be able to cream again, this time in her mouth. Marianne didn't realize that one of the dogs had a hard-on again and, oral person that she was, wanted to suck an orgasm out of Jenny while she waited for one of the doggie's cocks to heat up and harden, ready to be milked off again. And she was truly savoring this snack of cunt, all the more so since it was full of dog cum.
Jenny gazed down from narrowed eyes, watching that golden blonde head frolic in her dark bush.
Looking beyond that bobbing head, Jenny saw Prince come sneaking up behind the kneeling girl, with his cock stiff and his balls bloated and his tongue hanging out.
Jenny started to warn Marianne.
Then she stopped and a wicked gleam came into her face.
"Ummmm-ummm-ummmm," moaned Marianne, as she gobbled away. Her ass heaved up and down. Prince thrust his snout out and ran his tongue up the blonde's sodden pussy and Marianne gasped and trembled. She shoved her ass back, loving to feel that hot tongue slurp at her cunt, thinking the dog would simply lap her while she sucked Jenny.
Then Prince bounded up, wrapping his front paws around her haunches as he mounted her ass.
"What?" Marianne cried, startled as the weight of the dog pushed her ass toward the ground.
She raised her blonde head out of Jenny's soaking, steaming cauldron of cunt-juice and looked back over her shoulder. The dog was clamped to her ass like a gargoyle on a flying buttress.
"Oh!" she gasped.
"Prince wants to fuck you, Marianne," said
Jenny.
Marianne started to shake her ass about, trying to dislodge the doggy, but he clung tenaciously to her haunches, dragging her back by the hipbones and shoving his loins out. He began to hump but his cock was missing the mark. Like Hero with Jenny, Prince was having trouble getting his prick into Marianne's cunthole, pumping at the wrong angle.
"Go away, you naughty dog!" Marianne said.
But the hot branding iron of his cockhead was exciting her as he stabbed against her ass. That sweet prick had felt so wonderful in her mouth that she just had to wonder how good it would feel up her pussy. She had been thrilled when the dumb brute poured his hot, thick fuckjuice into her throat and the thought of feeling a load of the lovely stuff rush up her cunt filled the girl with lust.
"Why don't you let him, Marianne?" Jenny asked.
"Oh, no!"
"You'd love having his big, hairy prick stuffed up your fuck-hole! Dog cock is great."
"I know, but-"
"And you can gobble my pussy at the same time, if you like," Jenny added, trying her best to convince her blonde friend to agree.
"But-I'm a virgin," Marianne wailed. "I don't wanna lose my fucking cherry to a doggy!"
Prince humped frantically and his cockhead had started to dribble, soaking her ass and thighs with preliminary jism. His smoking hot cockhead skimmed around in its own slippery lubrication. He lowered his haunches and tried again and his cock-knob just missed her cunthole, slipping up the slot and sliding on into the crack of her ass.
Marianne reached back under her belly and cupped her hand over her cunt to shield her pussy hole from his cock, knowing that if the dog ever got his meat into her she would be unable to resist. Her hips pressed down under the big animal's driving weight.
His cockhead nudged at the crack of her shit chute.
"Holy fuck! Now he's trying to fuck my ass!" she gasped.
"Why not? You might like it," Jenny said brightly. "If you take it up the asshole, you'll still be cherry!"
Marianne gulped at the logic involved. She did want to feel that thick doggy cock pumping into her loins, and she could let the beast ass-fuck her without losing her virginity. Her mouth had not been cherry for some time and she didn't see any reason why her asshole should be. It was awfully naughty, of course, but not any more naughty than sucking a dog off and drinking his jism, and, anyhow, thinking it was naughty only made the idea more exciting to the depraved teenager.
She smiled slowly at Jenny.
"Want me to help him get it in?" Jenny asked.
"Yes! Fuck, yes! Put the fucker up my asshole!" cried Marianne, abandoned to her passion.
Jenny twisted onto her hands and knees and crawled down beside her friend's trembling flank. Prince had his cockhead wedged into the taut brown bud of Marianne's asshole but it was not penetrating yet. As he shoved, the hairy cockshaft bent slightly. A dribble of jism slid from his pisshole and glistened in Marianne's shit chute. It looked delicious and so did Marianne's tight little asshole and Jenny decided that snug asshole needed some lubrication before the doggy could get up it.
She leaned over and began to tongue Marianne's asshole, pushing her tongue right up into the hole and lapping the dog's cum out.
"Oh! You're licking my ass!" Marianne gasped.
"Ummm-yummy," purred Jenny.
Prince dept shoving his cockhead into the brown bud, and into Jenny's lips, at the same time. Jenny took his cock into her mouth and soaked his prickshaft with saliva, then lapped Marianne's asshole again. That brown hole began to ripple and open as Jenny's tongue caressed it. Jenny hated to stop tonguing that tangy, tasty asshole, but she figured that Marianne's shit chute was ready to be stuffed full of dog cock now. She gave the asshole a last slurp and drew away. Taking Prince's shaggy prick by the root, she guided the tip into Marianne's soaking asshole. For a moment, the brown bud resisted. Then her sphincter muscles relaxed and the tip of the wedge-shaped cockmeat edged in.
Marianne gurgled at the thrill.
Prince humped. Each time he humped, he drove a bit more of his hot prickmeat up her asshole. Jenny saw that fat red cock-knob vanish into that dark ass tunnel. Then his hairy stalk began to go in, inch by inch. Marianne was pushing her ass back to meet him, desperate to have every inch of that mighty prick up her shit chute.
"He's halfway in!" Jenny cried.
Marianne felt her asshole spread out around the bulk of the dog's big cock as his knob edged into her bowels. That fat cockhead felt like a lump of molten iron up her ass.
Prince tightened his grip on her hips, hauling back. His spine twisted as he slammed in, and every inch of his thick cock was rammed up the blonde virgin's asshole. His bloated balls slapped into her cunt. She wailed with joy. The dog held all his prick in her for a moment and her ass muscles began to milk his cockmeat, gripping him, molding her asshole around his big, buried ass-fucker.
Her shit chute massaged him.
Prince began to fuck. His hairy cock came out until only the tip was in her ass, then plunged in to. the hilt again. He pumped into her slowly, at first, then with increasing speed.
"Unghh!" she grunted as his cock filled her bowels. She twisted her hips, winding her tight asshole around on his buried prick, and slammed her ass back as he shoveled his cock up her. She could hardly believe that she had an asshole full of dog cock-nor how wonderful it felt!
The stiff, hairy rod hissed in and out and her asshole dragged on every inch. She shot her hips out and pumped. Her smooth thighs tightened and relaxed as she met the dog's furious assault with her own unbridled passion, pumping wildly under him.
Jenny moved around in front of Marianne again and leaned back in the grass, her knees raised and her thighs parted, offering her soaking cunt to Marianne's mouth. Marianne buried her face in that steaming fuck-hole and began to suck voraciously, concentrating on getting her asshole buggered but savoring a snack of pussy as well.
Jenny's cunt-juice bubbled in Marianne's mouth. She sucked and swallowed and her ass whipped wildly around as the dog fed the meat up her shit chute so fast that she couldn't tell if he was coming or going. His haunches were a yellow blur and his balls slammed into her cunt. Pearly pussy juice poured down the insides of her straining thighs. She felt as if the dog's massive cock was going to dislodge her hipbones as he plunged into the depths of her asshole.
"Come-come-come-" Marianne gasped.
She didn't know if she was urging the dog or Jenny to come-she wanted them both to come, to feel dog slime shoot into her ass while Jenny's come juice flooded her mouth.
Spasms shook Jenny as she began to cream.
Prince rumbled and yelped as the thrill built up and his bloated balls prepared to discharge their potent load into the depths of the girl's bowels. His cock swelled enormously.
"Jesus! He's gonna shoot!" Marianne gasped, sucking a mouthful of cunt cream out of Jenny. "He's fucking coming! Oh my God! The fucking dog is coming up my asshole!"
His hot, thick slime hosed Marianne's ass with spurt after spurt as he fucked his prick into her violently.
Jenny's pussy melted.
Marianne's tongue was floating in cunt-juice as the dog soaked her asshole. Her own cunt began to cream, without being touched except by the dog's swinging balls. She reached down and slipped three fingers up her cunthole. She could feel the animal's cock sliding in and out of her asshole, through the slender membrane that divided her twin fuck tunnels.
She finger-fucked herself as the dog buggered her. Cock and fingers passed like trains in a tunnel. Cum pumped out of her asshole as the dog's thick cock plunged in. The creamy slime poured down into her crotch, blending with her own thick flood.
The frantic dog emptied his cock and balls into her.
She sucked Jenny dry.
And this was the sight that greeted John Miller as he walked his big stallion into the yard . . .
CHAPTER TEN
Miller usually rode for at least two hours in the morning, but today he had decided to cut his ride short. He had been so turned on by the sight of the two nubile teenagers when he had passed them that he'd gotten a gigantic hard-on that refused to go away. It wasn't comfortable to ride with his stiff prick jammed tight to the horn and his swollen balls grinding around in the saddle. Miller had decided to return home, stable the stallion, and give his raging cock a good hand-job or two, while he made believe that his fist was Jenny's mouth or cunt.
The girls didn't hear them approach. They were making too much noise themselves as they creamed, panting and gasping with joy. Miller walked the big black stallion into the yard.
He reined in sharply, amazed at what he saw.
The blonde girl was gulping cunt-juice out of Jenny's pussy and Prince was coming up her asshole!
John Miller became very excited.
And so, too, did his stallion!
Miller dismounted and approached on foot.
His horse walked behind him, the reins trailing and his enormous cock starting to swell and elongate. But Miller didn't notice this because he was concentrating on the girls and the dog.
He stood over the entwined threesome. Cum was running out of Marianne's asshole and cunt-juice was pouring from her pussy and her tongue was flashing up Jenny's fuck-hole as she lapped off the last sweet drops of the dark-haired girl's orgasm.
Prince noticed his master first. The dog, being only a dumb brute, did not know that buggery and bestiality were wrong, but he looked sort of sheepish, anyhow, rather as if he had been caught stealing sausages from a butcher shop. His cock and balls were drained now and he'd stopped humping. He began to edge his prickmeat out of the girl's soaking asshole as it had gone in, an inch at a time. Her shit chute sucked on his retreating cock.
Then Jenny saw Miller.
"Oh, boy!" she gulped.
Marianne raised her head, smiling with happiness, her lips streaming with pearly cunt-juice. Then she, too, saw Miller and gasped.
"You naughty girls!" he said sternly.
Neither guilty girl could think of a single thing to say. How did you explain a situation like this?
Prince yelped and his red cockhead pulled free. He jumped down from Marianne's ass and trotted off to join Hero.
"You've been fucking my dogs!" Miller said accusingly.
But then Jenny saw the huge lump in the man's pants and realized that he was more excited than angry.
"Sucking them, too," she said.
"I'll have to tell your parents," he said.
"Oh, gee-don't do that," Jenny pleaded. "We only did it because we didn't have any human prick around."
She stared meaningfully at his hard-on.
"But we do, now," she added.
The offer was clear and Miller, who had suffered a rampaging hard-on for the last hour, saw no reason to hesitate. He wasn't worried about corrupting these young girls now-how in hell could he corrupt girls who sucked and fucked and buggered with dogs?
He grinned and opened his fly.
His gigantic cock came rushing out like a lusting bull into the bullring, eager to sink its horn into hot flesh. He placed his hands on his hips and thrust his loins out. His prick loomed over Jenny. The knob seemed to glow like a torch and dark veins pulsed up the underside of the thick stalk. His balls were loaded with spunk, inflated like balloons.
It was a truly impressive prick.
But not nearly as impressive as that other prick that was growing huger by the moment behind the man.
The stallion had not been in the company of a brood mare for quite awhile and, having hooves instead of hands, was unable to jerk off, so his lust had been building steadily for some time. Now, as his animal instincts were aroused by the scene of hot cunt, his cock reacted. The dark meat of his cockhead came sliding out from the leathery sheath and his prick rose up to the horizontal.
He pranced nervously and uncertainly, not sure if there was a place to put that swollen meat.
Jenny rose onto her knees and took Miller's cock into her mouth. She sucked hungrily on the sweet, musky prickmeat. Miller sighed, his hips moving as he fucked into her mouth.
Marianne moved closer.
Jenny was not as avid a cocksucker as the blonde, nor was she selfish. She drew her lips away and let Marianne take Miller's cock into her mouth and suck.
"Ummm," purred the blonde cocksucker.
She felt like another mouthful of Jism.
Jenny lapped at Miller's balls while Marianne nursed on the bloated head of his prick.
"Wanna shoot in Marianne's mouth?" Jenny whispered. "Or would you rather fuck my cunt?"
It was a hard decision. Marianne's lips and tongue were working skillfully on his hot meat and the thought of coming in that sweet mouth was thrilling. But the nubile neighbor girl had a creamy pussy, too, and since she lived just down the road, Miller figured that fucking her first was liable to lead to future fun.
"I wanna fuck you, Jenny," he rasped.
I Marianne sighed with disappointment. For a moment she selfishly considered refusing to take her mouth off his cock, to keep on sucking until she'd milked the tasty fucker.
She would have let him fuck her cunt, too.
Now that she knew how wonderful it felt to take a fat cock up the ass, she was eager to know what a cunt full was like.
But he had decided to screw Jenny and, reluctantly, Marianne pulled her lips off his swollen, purple slab of cockmeat. His prick-knob glistened with her foamy saliva and a trickle of jism oozed from his pisshole.
What a lovely cock, Marianne thought, wistfully. Lucky Jenny! I sure hope she doesn't milk him bone dry, that she leaves some for me, afterwards.
Miller had sunk to the ground beside Jenny now.
Marianne looked around to see if either of the two dogs might have another hard-on for her.
And she saw the stallion!
Her eyes opened wide in amazement as she stared at the horse's tremendous hard-on. The huge prick thrust out almost between his front legs and his balls were as big as watermelons.
Lord, what a load of sweet jism those scumbags must contain, she thought. What a fucking river Of slime a girl could milk out Of them!
It wouldn't be any naughtier than blowing a dog, she figured-it was just a question of fucking magnitude! Quantity of cum and quality of cock! Her mouth began to water and her cunt to steam.
But she didn't approach the horny horse. That monstrous prick was so formidable looking that it intimidated the girl. The stallion snorted and tossed his noble head, nostrils flaring, mane flowing. His powerful haunches rippled with muscle as he pushed his neglected cock out, standing sideways to the girl so that she was looking at the full elongation of his cock in profile. He pawed at the ground.
Marianne looked back and forth between the horse and John and Jenny. John had knelt down on the ground now and Jenny was giving him a little more head, bending over his towering meat and bobbing up and down as she took almost all into her mouth.
As Jenny's compressed lips drew up, slobber poured down his cockmeat. Then she bobbed down towards his balls again. Her lips were dragging as she came up, almost turning inside out, and her nimble tongue bathed all over his cockhead and stalk attentively. She was on her hands and knees, her tits hobbling. She wasn't using her hands at all, only her mouth.
Marianne, that expert and talented cock-sucker, judged that her dark-haired friend was not a bad cocksucker herself. The blonde watched with a certain professional interest and a lot of envy.
But Jenny was not going to suck the man off. Unlike Marianne, Jenny used her mouth for preliminary love play and it was usually her cunt that got the creamy reward. She gave John's stout prick a last loving slurp and drew her mouth from him. His hard prickmeat steamed, throbbing and jutting up so high that the cock-knob was poised before his breastbone. His cock was very long.
Jenny drew John down onto the ground. He lay on his back, his cock looming straight up. She opened his pants more and tugged them down, dragging them from his feet. He still had his boots on. She kissed those boots and licked back up his legs, lapping at his bloated balls as she came to the vee, then running her flattened tongue up and down his stalk and sucking on his cockhead some more.
A trickle of slime ran onto her tongue, and she swallowed it, then drew away before he could unload his balls in her mouth. He humped up from the ground.
Jenny threw her knee across and mounted him.
The stallion nickered softly. Marianne glanced at the big brute again, then looked back at Jenny. She wanted to see her friend get fucked, and she was still not sure about the horse.
Jenny lowered her foaming cunt onto the head of the man's standing prick. She didn't push down on him yet. Holding his cock by the root, she began to stir his knob around in her soaking slot and brush it against her tingling clit. She shuddered. Her stiff clit pushed right up into the man's wide open pisshole.
Then she lowered her cunthole onto his prick, taking him balls-deep into her cunt. He groaned and she moaned. She sat on his cock, every inch of the big fucker buried up her cunt, grinding her ass from side to side. He held her by the hips, reached up to maul her hobbling tits, slid down and cupped her by the ass. He was arched and holding himself steady, waiting for Jenny to begin pumping and savoring the thrill of having all of his hot prick buried in wet pussy. Her cunt muscles rippled and dragged up his prickmeat, from the root to the knob.
Then she rose up, her thighs tensing. She paused at the top of the stroke, with only the fat purple slab of his cockhead in her pussy and the rest of the long prick throbbing and flowing with cunt-juice. Then she slowly descended onto the big spike again.
Fucking sure looks like fun, thought Marianne, regretting her own virginity, wishing that she were the one who was riding that sweet prick and fucking her cunt to the brim with the man's hard cockmeat. She was conscious of a terrible vacuum in her cherry fuck-hole, a void that cried out to be filled. She made up her mind to get fucked the next chance she got.
And that chance was going to come sooner than she thought . . .
Jenny rose and fell slowly, wanting to prolong this lovely cock ride. She loved to feel a man squirt his fuckjuice up her cunthole, but she also loved to prolong the action that led to that creamy conclusion, timing her own coming to go along with him.
As she lowered herself to the root of his prick, her cuntlips spread out, plastering themselves to his belly and balls. They squished softly as she rose up again.
Marianne crawled up behind Jenny's grinding ass. She watched John's thick stalk come out, dripping wet, the thick, dark vein pulsating. She saw the ledge of his purple cock-knob appear in Jenny's cuntlips. Then Jenny went down again and his cock vanished, his bloated scumbags jamming tight to her crotch as she took it all up her steaming hole.
Marianne spread Jenny's ass cheeks open with her hands and ran her tongue up the crack, then stabbed it into her shit chute, rimming her friend out with relish. Bobbing lower, she lapped at John's balls. As Jenny rose up, Marianne fitted her parted lips to his stalk, slurping cunt-juice from his cockmeat. Jenny slid down that pole again and Marianne hungrily lapped at her cuntlips as they spread at the root.
"Your friend is licking my fucking balls," John groaned.
"She's licking my cunt, too," Jenny informed him, and his cock gave a mighty lurch at the news.
He began to toss Jenny up and down on his prick, holding her by the hips, as if he was using her cunt to jerk himself off with.
Jenny twisted from side to side, winding her cunthole onto his meat, adding torque to the in and out friction.
Marianne hungrily sucked cock and cunt, rising up for a fluttering lap at her friend's taut asshole and dipping down to slurp on John's hairy balls, licking all around the edges of their coupling. His cock had started to dribble now. As Jenny's cunt-juice poured down his stalk, his preliminary jism streaked it. Marianne lapped the stuff up greedily. Jenny's sweet ass pushed back into Marianne's face. Her belly pumped and her pelvis danced, and her trim thighs tensed and relaxed as she rode his prick steadily, like a horse at the trot.
His prick was stuffing Jenny's cunt to the depths, filling her fuck-hole and probing her loins. They were rising towards a simultaneous crest, both of them panting and gasping. Marianne waited for them to come, eager to suck their come juices up.
The horse's pisshole was gaping wide open and had started to flow. A line of slick horse cum ran down in a thread, connecting the head of his cock to the ground.
Another milky blob squeezed from his parted cleft, thick and frothy, running sluggishly down the black meat of his cockhead. The stallion's cock was lathered with his cum. Marianne had never seen anything as appetizing as that black cockmeat slathered with creamy jism. She felt as if her tongue were going to ignite-would have ignited, had she not been drooling so much. The sight caused her eyes to water.
She knew what she had to do.
What else could a horny cocksucker do in a case like this?
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Marianne crawled across the ground towards the stallion. The big brute watched her, his wide eyes wild, his neck arched like a knight on a chessboard. Jenny and John were fucking merrily away behind her but Marianne had lost all interest in that. Her eyes were glued on the weeping head of the stallion's mighty cock. He stood stiff-legged, sideways to the girl and she crawled up beside him. She reached out, palm upwards, and rubbed up and down the underside of his thick stalk. She cupped his massive scumbags, squeezing gently. She could feel his cum squish around in the swollen sac. Her other hand fingered his cockhead. The stallion snorted and pranced. Marianne drew her hand back, sticky with his slime. She brought it to her lips and slurped the horse spunk from her fingers.
Horse jism was richer and thicker than human or doggy cum. She swallowed it ravenously. More of the sweet stuff pumped from his cleft. Marianne slid under the brute, sitting on her ass. His cockhead was level with her face. She could feel the heat of his meat waft over her. The girl was dizzy with desire. She cupped his stalk in both hands, holding him just behind the head of his cock. She could barely span the great breadth of his cock. The stallion gave a little thrust of his haunches, pushing his prick out towards her face. It loomed up before her, the black meat laced with jism. She could look right down his open pisshole and see more jism bubbling in the tube. Marianne gave a little gasp. She was drooling so heavily that her hot tongue was floating in her saliva.
She pushed back with both hands, causing the head of his dripping prick to flare out.
Her tongue slid out and she took her first lick of horse cock. She drew back, savoring the musky flavor. She took another lick, gathering up a tongue full of horse cum this time, letting it run over her taste buds before she swallowed it down her gullet.
"Ummm," she purred.
The horse's cock was so huge that Marianne wasn't sure she could get it all into her mouth, but she was damned well going to try-and she was going to drink all of his slime one way or the other, jerking him off into her open mouth if she couldn't manage to get his meat in.
The stallion craned his neck around, gazing down at the girl in wonderment, not sure what was happening but glad that it was.
Jenny stared at the scene, as well. As she rode up and down on John's towering fuck-stick, stuffing her cunthole full, she gasped, seeing that Marianne was licking the horse's prick.
"Holy fuck! Marianne is gonna suck off your horse!" she cried.
John twisted his head around and looked, gasping. His cock exploded inside Jenny's cunt, inspired by the sight. Marianne was laving her pink tongue all over the black meat of the stallion's dripping cockhead, lapping up his slime and replacing it with saliva.
John's balls erupted and his Jism shot up into Jenny's cunt like a liquid skyrocket. She gasped. His jet hosed her so hard that he almost blew her off the end of his cock. It felt as if she were standing astride Old Faithful when the geyser blew.
She slammed down hard and her pussy creamed, spasms rushing across her loins and darting up her thighs.
They came together in a frantic orgasm, gasping and panting and moaning as they worked off their passion to the dregs.
His balls were emptied-but his prick stayed hard. Seated on that big pole, Jenny squirmed around, milking out the last drops of her own flowing climax. Cum and cunt-juice flooded out, soaking John's belly and balls. His chest heaved up and down and Jenny's tits thrust out. In a moment they would be ready to fuck again.
But what did Marianne care about that?
She swiped her tongue all over the knob of the stallion's prick and pushed it right up inside his pisshole. The horse humped, shoving his meat against her mouth. Marianne parted her lips, kissing the tip and then started to dip down. Her lips parted wide, stretching around the vast bulk of that meaty slab.
"Unghhh!" she gasped.
The head of the horse's cock slid into her mouth!
The huge wedge was so big that it pressed her cheeks out on both sides at once. The dripping tip was lodged in the entrance to her throat, trickling jism down her gullet. Her tongue slid around against the underside of his knob and she sucked softly, relishing that hard, hot mouthful. Her eyes glazed with lust and her whole nubile body trembled.
A little jism spilled from her lips and ran down her chin. She bobbed her head up and down slowly. She couldn't take more than the head of his cock into her mouth. The giant wedge filled her to the brim. His leathery, iron-hard stalk stood out, bolting his scum filled balls to the girl's cock filled mouth. Her lips were parted so wide they seemed to be turning inside out as they nursed on the stallion's tasty meat. More slime poured out, running onto her tongue and into her distended cheeks. She let the stuff trickle down her gullet.
The horse fucked into her mouth, tilting her head back as his prick pushed out. Her tongue folded into a bridge under his cockhead, slurping on the delicious slab just where the dark veins spread out into the massive, triangular knob. Muscles rippled through his brawny body. His glossy black coat was lathered now, as if emulating with sweat the lathering of jism on his black cockhead.
"Ahhh," she sighed, sucking hungrily.
It felt as if she had the end of a telephone pole in her mouth-but no telephone pole could ever taste as delicious as that succulent meat. The jism that was flowing from his distended pisshole and pouring down her throat kept pumping out steadily. Marianne had already swallowed more of the sweet stuff than she had ever swallowed out of one cock before-and the fucking brute hadn't even come yet!
She began to frig him with her hands, pushing back on his rod, then pulling up to her lips, so that she was jerking him off and sucking him off at the same time. Her head tilted as the stallion shoveled his cock into her mouth. Cum overflowed her lips and splashed onto her tits. She gasped and gagged and kept on sucking. Her hands frigged him faster and the flow of preliminary spunk increased. The thick vein pounded up the underside of his prick and his balls were so swollen they looked like dirigibles.
She felt his cock spread out between her hands and his cockhead swelled huger in her mouth. She knew the beast was going to come. She gurgled in anticipation, unable to speak with such a mouthful.
The stallion bellowed as his balls blew.
Marianne's head bobbed back as his slime hosed her throat and the horse's powerful hindquarters slammed back on the recoil. He shot a second massive dose into her. The stuff skimmed over her tongue and poured down her throat in a creamy cascade. Marianne was choking on the fucking stuff-and loving it! Her lips pulled the spunk from his pisshole and her hands flew up and down his prick as she milked his balls, pumping the fuckjuice out in spurt after delicious spurt and swallowing it as fast as she could.
She dimly heard Jenny cry out, "The horse is coming! She's drinking his fuckjuice!"
Thick cum was pouring from her distended lips and her delicate throat pulsed as she swallowed.
Marianne drained the stallion's cock and balls, relishing his sweet and tangy jism. His cockhead slipped from her lips and bobbed up and down, dripping. She used her tongue to lap up the overflow, refusing to leave even a drop of the succulent stuff unswallowed.
Sucking off a horse had made Marianne hornier than she had ever been before. She glanced across and saw that John and Jenny had started to fuck again. She wanted to get fucked, too.
The horse still had a hard-on. Did she dare to fuck a horse? She sure as shit did!
CHAPTER TWELVE
John had rolled Jenny over onto her back and was throwing a tremendous fuck into her cunt. Her legs bicycled in the air, hooked around his heaving ass, bicycled again. She arched her back, pumping her pussy against his driving prick. Her heels drummed on his ass, urging him to pour the prick to her faster and faster. John cupped her under the ass with both hands and tilted her creamy crotch up as he fed long, rippling strokes into her cunthole and that steamy slot sucked and dragged on his meat. The grass was damp under her flowing groin. He seemed to be trying to fuck the nubile girl right down into the bowels of the earth.
Marianne watched them for a moment.
Then she turned back to the stallion's prick. The black cock-knob glistened with her saliva, like a slab of polished ebony. The thick prick-shaft was still iron-hard and, despite the enormous load of slime that had been milked out of them, his scumbags were still swollen.
Marianne fondled his cockhead. She kissed and felt his prick ripple against her lips. The stallion pushed the cock-knob out into her face. Now that he had discovered what a girl's mouth was for, the horny brute was expecting her to give him another blowjob.
But girls have cunts, too.
Marianne, the virgin cocksucker, had made up her mind to lose her cherry on the stallion's mighty fuckstick. She giggled, wondering if any virgin had ever been deflowered by a horse. But her cunt was cherry in name only because the horny teenager had fucked herself with lots of cock-shaped objects, and she knew that her smoldering tunnel of love was ready to be fucked.
She frigged and tongued the horse's prick for a few minutes, to make sure it was as big and as hard as it was going to get. Then she lay back on the grass under the big animal. The stallion humped and snorted when he found that her mouth was no longer caressing him. His massive cock loomed out over the prostrate girl, its shadow falling onto her belly, as if preparing the route that his prick was going to follow up into her nubile loins. Marianne arched her back deeply. Her feet were flat on the ground and her head and shoulders were braced against the earth under the horse's chest, while her ass was hiked up high and her thighs were parted.
The horse humped again, sliding his cock up along her belly and in between her tits. She lapped at his cockhead as it came pushing out from the cleavage between her plump tits. He humped another time. His cock-knob rustled through her golden pubic thicket, rubbed up her belly, nudged her tits again. His prick was so hot that, looking down, the horny girl half expected to see her flesh smoking from the contact.
She lifted her ass and hips higher, bridging her lush body. The stallion's cockhead thrust out into her crotch. It was so wide that, at the first contact, she was pushed back by the mighty wedge of meat. Her cuntlips rippled and parted wide, sucking on the tip of the horse's black cock. Her stiff love button poked into his pisshole.
The horse thrust his cock out again and Marianne shoved herself down to meet him.
"Oh!" she gasped, as the tip of his giant cock pushed into her, spreading her cunt wide open.
"My God!" squealed Jenny. "She's fucking a horse!"
John shook his head in disbelief-and poured the prick into Jenny with renewed vigor.
Marianne began to grind her hips from side to side as she worked her cunthole down onto the head of the stallion's cock. It was huge but she was determined. She was screwing her fuck-hole onto him slowly and steadily, taking more meat with every push. Her pink cuntlips were stretched around his knob, dragging and pulling. Frothy cunt-juice streamed over his black meat and flooded into the crack of her up-thrust ass. She reached under herself, supporting her ass and hips with her hands, holding her body bridged in the fucking position and taking more meat all the time.
Then the whole flaring slab of the stallion's prickhead had pushed up into her fuck-hole. The horse stood steady now, realizing that he must let this delicate girl set the pace and ease him into her.
Marianne paused, gasping, giving her cunthole a few moments to adjust to the incredible bulk of the horse's cock-knob. She stared down over her thrusting tits at her belly, expecting to see the outline of the stallion's cockhead raised up in a furrow, distorting her belly like a boa constrictor that has swallowed a pig.
Then she pushed down again. Her elastic, pliable pussy rippled and spread and she inched the horse's cockhead higher up her tunnel. His fat, leathery stalk began to slide into her. His knob was the fattest part of his prick, and it was forging a passage, opening her hot cunthole so that his long thick cock would follow in its wake.
"Unghh!" she grunted, taking another inch.
Her cunt muscles pulled on his prickmeat, dragging him deep. His cock shaft felt like a heated crowbar, prying and wedging and levering up her cunthole, and his cockhead was like a lump of smoldering iron inside her belly. Her fuck juices flowed, lubricating the tight passage. Her ass churned and her hips darted in and out. Her belly pumped and her thighs tensed as she worked more and more of the stallion's cock into her cunthole'.
The stallion's head bobbed up and down like a rocking horse but he held his haunches steady and let Marianne squirm onto his cock. Panting and gasping, frantic to be filled now, the randy blonde teenage shoved and jolted onto that looming tower of horse cock.
The stallion's cock-knob bottomed out!
That great wedge of glistening, smoking black prickmeat had pushed as far up her cunthole as it could go. He was buried to the very depths. Marianne felt as if that giant cock must be dislodging her vital organs, disjointing her bones. He was stuffed up her so deeply that she wouldn't have been surprised to find his cockhead come sliding into her mouth, from out of her gullet. More than a foot of cock still stuck out between her cunt and his balls and the girl was suspended on his horizontal rod.
The horse worked his cock muscles. The massive rod jolted and Marianne bobbed up and down on it, like a flagpole sitter. She twisted her hole around his massive prick, massaging it. She swayed up and down as his cock gave a series of jolts. Then the horse began to hump. His cock was fitted so tightly up her fuck-hole that, at first, he could not pump in and out of the girl. When he drew back, he hauled her cunt along with him and when he thrust he pushed her hard against the ground.
Then her cunt muscles adjusted, parting wider, still molded to the fat configuration of his cockmeat but loose enough now so that the frenzied stallion was able to fuck in and out.
A foot of cock pulled out of her, dripping with cunt-juice. Her pussylips splayed out around the withdrawing prick. Then he slammed back in, his cock-knob delving to the depths, sliding over a foot up her cunthole. Her clit ground against his cock, sparking, setting off explosions inside her belly. Marianne wailed with the pure joy of having her cunt stuffed for the first time-and what a fucking stuffing she was getting from the black stallion's enormous prick.
She whipped her ass wildly about as the stallion fell into the rhythm, shoveling his cock into her hard and fast. She met him with equal vigor, slamming her hot cunthole down over his thrusting cock and twisting her pelvis around it.
She threw her legs up, hooking her knees over his cock, her body angled to the earth on that fat plumb line, suspended on his prick-shaft. He fed it into her furiously, bellowing and snorting. Her sleek thighs pumped, massaging the horse's rod. Her feet slid down to his balls. The nimble girl was uncoiling like a spring, her whole body vibrant.
The stallion's haunches heaved mightily, filling her with cock. Wailing, Marianne creamed. She tried to hold back, to wait for the horse to come in her before she reached the crest, but the thrill overwhelmed her. It didn't matter. No sooner had the rippling spasms of her coming passed than the horny girl began to build towards a new peak.
Cuntjuice sprayed from her pussy. She peaked again and then again. She was in the ecstatic throes of a multiple orgasm, coming and coming. She knew she could come as long as that massive horse cock continued to fuck in and out of her creaming pussy. She was glad that she had sucked him off first, so that the dumb brute would last longer-she wanted him to last for hours, to fuck her to jelly.
Then the greatest spasm of all hit her, ripping across her surging loins. She felt as if her whole body was turning into cunt-juice and pouring out of her fuck-hole. She cried out with the joy of it, wild with the bliss of a perfect orgasm.
Then the horse blew his wad.
A massive load of steaming hot horse cum rushed from his black cock-knob and flooded the girl's womb. Her cunt-juice poured into that flood. A whirlpool of fuckjuice swirled in her belly.
The potent stallion pumped the slime into Marianne in spurt after spurt, shooting so much of the precious stuff into her body that she thought her heart and lungs must be floating in the swampy flood, that it might come bubbling out of her mouth.
A titanic spasm shook her to the core.
In the depths of her belly the stallion unloaded the last of his steaming jism.
Bewildered and dazed, the big brute stepped back.
Marianne was suspended on his emptied meat for a moment. Then it dipped down and she slid off his cock, her ass bouncing on the ground. A happy smile and a radiant glow came over her face. The stallion was shaking his head like a stunned bull and his prick was starting to soften and retract now, his balls completely drained into the scum bucket of her cunt.
Marianne wondered how soon the horse would have another hard-on.
But she didn't mind waiting.
Both dogs had erections again and Jenny's pussy was suckable and there was John Miller, too.
Marianne grinned.
It would be a whole new treat for her-getting fucked by a human cock . . .
