Her deft fingers moved round and round her hairy cunt, testing and probing her tender fuck meat. She let her pussy hairs brush against her long nails in a teasing, pleasing sort of way. She intentionally pierced her cunt crack again and again to massage her swollen cit and make the rigid fuck knob pulsate with a mind-blowing rhythm.
Alone and naked in her bedroom, Rita spread her legs wider and stared up at the ceiling. It had been a week since her husband's funeral; yet, she still couldn't believe she was a widow. Not at thirty-five! She was as gorgeous as ever, with big round tits, a flat belly, slim waist, and firm round hips and ass. Tall and graceful she was, with long shiny black hair and coal-black eyes that made her appear sexy and mysterious. But there was no longer a husband to appreciate her charms.
It just wasn't fair! Even if she could replace her husband's charm and sense of humor, she knew she could never replace his big fat prick. A thirteen-inch cock only came around once in a lifetime. And now her husband was gone forever. She would never again feel that big prick shooting off inside her, like a damned water hose.
She was too young to be so deprived, she felt. It just wasn't fair! Now what would she do to fill her empty life? What would she do to satisfy her desperate cock-crave, which, after seven days, was already beginning to blow her mind? She needed a hard fuck, and she needed it now!
Her fingers were now sopping wet, and her pussy squished loudly. But she had never been any good at bringing herself off. She never got any real satisfaction from her own fingers. Frustrated and miserable, Rita pulled her hand away and let her arm fall limply over the side of the bed. Then she dozed off, with tears in her eyes.
But she didn't sleep for long. She was awakened by a wet, tingling sensation that slowly crept up her hand and arm. Drowsily, she rolled over to the edge of the bed and looked down to discover that a big German shepherd was licking the pussy juices from her fingers. She recognized the dog as her next-door neighbor's. Sam was his name, and apparently he had come in through the back door that she had forgotten to close.
The big black-and-tan animal was a friend; she had fed and played with him often. But now she found herself looking at him for the first time as more than a friend. The dog's thick coat, powerful muscles, and lapping tongue interested her. And the more she studied his fat round balls and thick cock, the more she wondered if the animal could be her salvation.
After a while, she decided to find out. "So, you like pussy juice, do you?" she said as the dog lapped up the last drop on her fingers. "Well, let's see if you are brave enough to lick it up at its source." She then swung around until she was sitting on the edge of the bed, with her thighs spread wide. "My pussy is soaked, boy. Stick your tongue in there and lick it dry. Do it, boy."
Sam blinked his cold yellow eyes momentarily, as if in disbelief at what was being offered him. Then he leaned forward and began to sniff at the widow's open cunt. His cold wet nose twitched and flared, while his hair bristled with excitement.
"Oooooh!" squealed the widow when the animal's hot breath caressed her tender fuck pit. She could feel his every breath, as well as his wiry whiskers. She knew her soft inner thighs and too-long-neglected cunt were in for quite a time.
The animal, apparently liking what he smelled, snaked his long thick tongue up the full length of Rita's cunt mound and gathered up as much fuck juice as he could in one lick. The shapely and naked widow shivered hard and squealed loudly, imagining that it was her husband's tongue torturing her pussy.
"Iiieeeee!" She opened her legs wider and squirmed closer to the edge of the bed, giving the dog all the room he needed.
Sam licked the widow's pussy at will, moving his tongue up and down and all around. He drenched her pussy lips with his spit. He straightened out her curly black pussy hairs.
"Ooooohf" she cried, shaking her head in ecstasy. "Oh, yes, you sweet-licking hound dog! Lick my hot pussy!" The widow loved the animal's tongue so much she passionately reached up and began squeezing her own tits, flattening them in both hands.
Sam moved his head this way and that so as to taste all of the woman's cunt. His tongue slithered up and down the two plump pussy lips, knocking them about and stretching them out of shape.
Slurping noises filled the air, and Rita looked on, her mind spinning. Shivers of delight raced up and down her fuck hole. Her cunt muscles twitched and contracted. She continued to punish her tits, even digging her nails into the soft flesh, as wave after wave of intense pleasure filled her loins.
Sam snaked his tongue into the widow's cunt crack next and forced her cunt lips wide apart. Then he started licking the deep gash, and that really set the widow in motion. She bounced and squirmed on the edge of the bed. She shook her head wildly. She wagged her own tongue and forced her tits in circles, all the time thinking that she was about to lose her mind.
"Aaagh!" she cried, amid the lewd slurping sounds that emanated from between her thighs. "Eeeeee! Oooooh!"
Sam lapped up the widow's dripping fuck juices as fast as they oozed from her fuck hole. In his haste, he stroked her juicy cunt meat and unfolded the tender folds. He paid no attention to the woman's groans as he made the blood boil through her pussy veins.
He stretched her pussy walls far apart and jolted her senses mercilessly as his fat tongue fucked into her cunt hole up to the hilt. The widow could only gurgle helplessly.
The heat that greeted his tongue was mind blowing, but Sam ignored it and began tongue fucking the woman. He forced his tongue up and down her greasy fuck tube, stroking her pussy meat at will. He had to move his head from side to side in order to keep up with her bouncing pussy.
"Eeeooow!" cried Rita. "Oh, fuck! What a big tongue he has!" She stroked the dog's forehead with one hand, and rubbed her tits with the other.
Sam slurped lewdly as he stretched the widow's pussy out of shape. Soon spit and cum were oozing out of her pussy and running down her inner thighs, soaking the bedsheets. She groaned helplessly as her pussy started twitching and jerking uncontrollably.
"Yesssss!" she howled, licking her lips. "I'm going crazy! I feel my cum exploding!" Then she threw back her head and cried out loudly, just as her climax erupted. "I'm coming, mother-fucker! I'm coming! Iiieeeee!"
She creamed all over the mutt's face, nearly' drowning him in pussy juices. Her wildly pulsating pussy trapped the animal's hot tongue inside her fuck hole, deep inside. She could feel the wet licker squirming and slithering against her tightly clinging cunt walls as the dog tried to lap up her flowing fuck juices.
"Shiittt!" she moaned, her body quivering in ecstasy. "I nearly died, Sam. Your big tongue was out of this world. Keep licking me, boy. I need plenty of hot strokes."
But then she relaxed as her orgasm died down, when she relaxed, the dog's tongue slipped out of her cunt. She felt empty all over, and she begged the animal to fuck his tongue back into her pussy. But, apparently, the dog had had enough cunt juice.
"I'm horny as shit, Sam. One licking wasn't enough. I need more. Much more. Please give it to me." Then she noticed that the dog's cock was jutting out of his cock sheath in an obviously aroused condition. "Your cock looks good. I've never fucked a dog before, but I'm hot enough to luck you, Sam. Let's get it on."
She quickly pushed herself off the bed and fell to the floor on her hands and knees. It took only a slight wriggle of her naked ass to get the animal to mount her from behind.
"Yessss!" she cried aloud when she felt Sam's hard cock poking into her cunt crack. "Do it; boy! Pound me with your hard cock. I need to be fucked-and I don't care who or what fucks me!"
Sam tightened his forelegs around the widow's narrow waist and held her in place. Then he slammed his pointed cock into her juicy fuck hole and drove it deep. In two fuck-thrusts, his cock was buried up to the balls.
"Oh, wow! It's been so fucking long! Fuck me, boy!"
Upon reaching bottom, Sam began fucking his big prick in and out of the widow's tight cunt. He jarred her senses with his hard fuck thrusts, while spreading heat and bliss throughout her loins. And through it all, he kept a firm grip on her waist.
"Aaagh!" groaned Rita, and she started pushing her pussy back into the humping dog. "Oh, fuck! This is wild! l never would have dreamed it was possible! Oh, fuck me, you hound dog!"
The dog's hot breath warmed her back, and his thick hairs scratched her soft ass and thighs. But she stood her ground and enjoyed each and every cock-thrust. Ripples of pleasure raced up and down her body, inside and out, and she drooled happily.
The big fat dog cock reached deeper and deeper, stretching her fuckhole walls completely out of shape. Her flesh rippled from the impact. She grunted and gasped and tightened her cunt around the red prick.
"Eeee! Oooooh!" she moaned, shaking her head ecstatically. "Mmmmm!" Her tight cunt swallowed up the dog's cock repeatedly, only to spit it out again moments later. The friction inside her pussy was enough to blow her mind-and it nearly did.
Sam, his tongue hanging limply from his mouth, began to whine and whimper as his cock drilled every inch of the widow's cunt hole. He was obviously feeling the heat, himself. The tightly clinging pussy walls were like a rubber glove on his cock.
A few drops of dog spit dripped down on Rita's back, and she shivered hard, suddenly feeling very naughty. But she was too deeply aroused to stop fucking with the beast. Instead, she began to move her ass in circles, all the time pressing back into the humping dog. In this way, she got her entire cunt hole stretched.
"Ungh!" she grunted as the animal's fuck thrusts became very frantic. "Shiiyyiit!" She threw back her head and arched her back.
The dog's sharp claws tore at her hips as the animal humped out of control. She felt his cock swell up and begin to throb wildly against her throbbing cunt walls. It was clear that the dog was about to climax, but so was she.
"Aaah!" she moaned, shaking her head every which way. "I'm losing my mind! Heeelp!" She started rocking her ass up and down as the animal's cock fucked her pussy brutally.
The dog's balls hammered the backs of her thighs and filled the air with a filthy slapping noise that turned the widow on. The dog, too, was turned on, and soon he was howling loudly and fucking furiously. Then, suddenly, he fucked his thick cock as deep as he could and emptied his load of dog cum.
"Aaagh!" cried Rita, her eyes bugging out. "Oh, shit! I can feel his cum in my pussy! Oh, fuck!"
The dog kept fucking, filling her cunt tube with his jizz. His balls bounced loudly off of her asscheeks and thighs and cunt lips as the animal humped out of control. His cock drove her cunt walls out of shape, churned her cunt juices into froth, and shot lightning bolts through her clit, until she was almost mad with joy.
"Eeeooow!" howled the widow, her asscheeks a rosy red from the dog's slapping balls. ' making me crazy, Sam! I can't take much more of this!" She shook her head hard, as if to shake off the hot bliss that was seeping up into her brain, and her long black hair flew in all directions. Then she rolled her eyes, clenched her teeth, and started trembling all over. "Ohhh! I'm coming! Dammit, I'm coming!'
Pussy juices blew out of her fuck pit and soaked the animal's cock and balls, as well as his shiny coat. She strained every muscle in her body, including her cunt muscles, in an attempt to control her violent orgasm.
"Oh, shit, what a fuck!"
In her frenzy, Rita lost her grip on the floor, and the dog fucked her forward, inch by inch. He pounded her pussy with each push, driving her toward the door.
Finally, after emptying his entire load of cum into the widow's sloppy cunt hole, Sam lost his hard-on and released the woman. His limp cock slipped out of her pussy with a lewd pop as he fell to all fours. Rita collapsed shortly after ward, falling to her belly, with her legs outstretched and her head resting on her folded arms.
After regaining her senses, the widow looked back over her shoulder and saw the dog standing behind her. His cock was pink and limp and dripping in a disgusting manner. She was no longer horny, just ashamed. And the more she studied the animal that had just fucked her, the more ashamed she became.
She still couldn't believe what she had just done. How could she stoop so low as to actually fuck a dog? She wasn't herself, that was the answer. Since her husband's funeral, she just hadn't been herself.
Rita knew that if her husband were alive today, she would never have fucked that animal. Never! But he wasn't alive. He was dead. And she did fuck the dog. And now she felt guilty.
She knew she must get away for a while. Away from the familiar environment of home. She needed room to breathe-and to think. A place where she could forget all her worries and sorrows.
And she knew the perfect spot. Her husband's sister, Sarah, and Sarah's husband, Roy, owned a farm out in the country. Right after the funeral, they had invited Rita to come and stay with them for a while, with the hope that farm life would cure Rita's depression. The widow had declined the invitation at that time because she didn't feel she needed a change. But now she felt otherwise. She was sure that a few weeks down on the farm would be just what her nerves needed.
CHAPTER TWO
The drive to her sister-in-law's farm was a long one, and Rita had to stop twice to ask directions. But when she finally arrived, she was given a warm welcome by the little blonde and the woman's tall dark-haired husband. They both were in their thirties and were very attractive people. Rita immediately felt very comfortable and right at home.
"We know you're tired after that long drive," said Roy, shoving his hands in his pockets to make his tight jeans even tighter. "Sarah will show you to your room while I get your lug gage out of the car. We're both happy you decided to come."
"Thank you," said Rita, trying not to look at the man's huge cock bulge. "I'm glad to be here. I really needed to get away."
"Come," said Sarah. "You can have the room next to the kitchen. It's warm and comfortable. This way." Sarah was small, but she had a nice figure and lovely short yellow hair. The shorts and halter she wore really showed off that petite figure. Rita was impressed.
"You're right, this is nice," said Rita when they entered the small bedroom. "I love it. And I know I'm going to enjoy my stay here. There must be loads of things to do."
"Oh, my, yes," said Sarah. "Roy and I keep busy all day. We tend the crops and care for the animals. And every now and then we run errands in town. For pleasure, we have horses to ride, and this area is great for fishing and hunting. I'm sure you won't have any trouble occupying your time here."
Rita wanted to ask if the little blonde found ample time to fuck. She could picture Roy and Sarah fucking in the corn fields, his huge cock drilling her tight little pussy hole. Rita felt a quiver shoot through her own pussy, and she quickly shifted her thoughts to other things. The two talked at length.
Then Roy returned with her luggage. "Come, Sarah, it's late. Let's let Rita get some sleep. They'll be time enough to gossip in the morning. Come."
"Honestly! Men!" said Sarah, smiling over her shoulder at Rita. "Oh, by the way, Rita. If you like you can go horseback riding before breakfast. Our hired hand, Jake, will saddle up a horse for you down at the barn. Just ask him."
Rita slept soundly that night, then was awakened by the born rooster. She found his loud crowing preferable to an alarm clock. She sat up in bed and looked out the window to see that the sky was clear and the sun was just peeking over the nearby hills. Through the slight window opening drifted the smell of clover and hay, and the sounds of singing birds and bleating calves. Quickly, she got up, showered, and then fastened a flimsy halter over her big tits before squeezing into a tight pair of cut-off jeans. Too hot for panties, she decided.
After combing her long black hair and step ping into a pair of sneakers, Rita raced out to the barn, anxious to feel a galloping horse beneath her ass. Her late husband had often taken her horseback riding, and she always enjoyed it.
The barn was an aged structure, rank with the odor of hay and animals. There was hay strewn everywhere-on the floor, in the many animal stalls that lined the walls, up in the loft, and even piled high in a far corner.
The majority of the animals were still in their stalls, eating their oats. Soon they would be out in the pasture, grazing, but Rita was glad that she had a chance to see them all together first. There was a shaggy white goat with impressive horns and a long beard; a few cows and calves and a couple of sheep; a donkey with a dark- brown coat of hair, a thick black mane, and a long fat cock; and a couple of horses, one pale white and the other a dark gray, both with heavy balls and colossal cocks.
"Are you the city woman who wants to go horseback riding?" The voice came from behind her and startled her. She turned around, sucking in her breath.
A tall muscular red-headed young man about twenty years old was standing in the open door way of the barn. He had a pitchfork in one hand, and he was wearing a red plaid shirt and a pair of coveralls. His eyes were dancing over Rita's scantily clad body, and she could see a large cock bulge in his crotch.
She looked up into his handsome face.
"Y-Yes, I'm the one. I suppose you're the hired hand. Roy and Sarah said that you would saddle up a horse for me. I like the gray stallion, if he's no trouble."
"He's no trouble, ma'm. I'll have him ready for you in a jiff."
The man dropped the pitchfork and went over to the horse's stall, with the widow watching his every stride. He was a healthy young stud, and Rita's pussy tingled each time his muscles rippled. She liked what she saw, and she wondered if Sarah was getting any of that big cock. It would certainly be a shame if the little blonde wasn't.
But Rita knew she had to get her mind off of cocks. That was why she was here on the farm, supposedly. So she pushed such thoughts out of her mind and waited patiently at a distance while he readied the gray stallion for her to ride.
Her pussy and ass bounced up and down off the saddle as she guided the big horse out of the barn. She led him round and round the farm, holding tightly to the reins so he couldn't throw her. Her pussy, widespread the way it was, took quite a pounding as the hard leather saddle repeatedly dug into it. But she wouldn't have had it any other way.
Corn fields and wheat fields were left behind. Several wild deer looked up as she raced through the orchards. She felt the wind in her face and a hot streak in her cunt as she gave the horse the freedom to run.
Her hair flew behind her, like windblown streamers, while her heavy tits bounced up and down in her flimsy halter. Even her ass was in motion. But she didn't care about any of that. She was too busy enjoying the fresh air and the clear blue sky and the warm sunshine-and the wonderful bliss that was growing stronger and stronger between her open thighs.
With each stride, the horse flung up off the saddle, and when she landed again, her pussy slammed into the leather and got jolted. Since she was wearing no panties, her pussy had no protection. If the hard leather didn't jolt her tender fuck meat, her rough jeans did. It wasn't long before the widow was gasping and drooling and shivering in the saddle-and loving it!
She couldn't stop shivering. She pushed the stirrups forward with her feet in an effort to spread her pussy lips even wider. She urged the horse to gallop faster and took him over the roughest ground so her pussy would be jolted and stroked as much as possible. It was the most wonderful feeling she had had in a long time. She was glad that she had found a way to get her mind off of cocks and men-without suffering too much.
Her tits nearly rolled out of her halter, and her asscheeks were already halfway out of her cut-off jeans. In fact, so much of the widow's soft flesh was exposed that she resembled Lady Godiva. But she raced on through the orchards, loving the intense heat that was building up in her pussy.
Then she was knocked forward onto the saddle horn, and it was as if someone had fucked a cock up against her open cunt. She groaned loudly and threw back her head as mind-blowing sensations shot through her and made her pussy juices swirl. She felt the wetness and heard the lewd squishing noises, and she immediately clamped her knees against the saddle horn and held onto it with all her might.
The bouncing and the slipping and sliding were more than the widow could stand. She rode the horse awkwardly as she experienced wave alter wave of delightful bliss. Her cunt throbbed and twitched beneath her. Her cut-off jeans were soaked in the crotch.
"I can't take any more of this! Oh, shit!" She bounced deliberately against the saddle horny, intentionally driving the hard object in to her cunt crack. If it weren't for her jeans, she would have surely impaled herself. But she was content to let the saddle horn drill her cunthole through her jeans and pulverize her sensitive fuck meat.
The horse neighed, as if he too were enjoying the excursion. Rita suddenly felt drawn to he animal, and she leaned forward as far as she could and dug her bouncing tits into the back f the horse's neck. As the heat blasted her half naked tits, a brilliant glow surged through her fuck hole, and she began rolling her eyes and creaming hysterically.
"Eeooow!" she cried, shaking her hips and her head. "I'm going crazy! I can feel it! Oh, shit, I'm coming! I'm coming!" As the saddle horn drilled her hungry cunt, her cunt juices exploded and soaked her jeans and thighs. Orgasmic spasms swept through her, and she had a hard time staying on the horse. But she managed to hang on and keep her pussy pinned against the saddle horn. "Yeeesss! I'm coming!"
As the horse slowed to a trot, Rita wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed her tits into his mane. She continued to move her pussy up and down the saddle horn, milking out the last bit of pleasure the saddle had to offer.
When her climax was complete, the widow slumped in the saddle and breathed a great sigh of relief. She felt so weak. So exhausted. Her tits were swollen and tingling. Her pussy was raw and still very hot. And she was sopping wet in her crotch. But she wouldn't have had it any other way, and she thanked the horse by patting him gently on the side of his neck.
She continued her ride for another half hour, but moving at a slow walk instead of a fast gallop. She wanted to give herself time to regain her composure before joining the others at the breakfast table. She was sure her cheeks were flushed, and she could see that her jeans were soaked.
When the morning sun had finally dried the pussy juice from her jeans, the widow led the horse back to the barn and put him in his stall. No one else was around and she was glad of that. She gave him a rub-down to cool him off, then walked around in front to feed him his oats. It was then that the horse lowered his head and snaked his long thick tongue in between the widow's thighs.
"Eeeee!" she squealed around, rising to the balls of her feet. "Oooooh!" The hot tongue on her pussy felt damned good, almost too good to believe.
Rita immediately began stroking the horse's head, wondering if she should allow him to continue.
The stallion obviously smelled Rita's cunt, and probably tasted some of her cunt juices. He licked eagerly, his long fat tongue slicing in between her open thighs to caress her crotch.
"Oh, wow! I don't believe this! Shiyyit!" groaned the widow, licking her lips and holding onto the horse's mane for support.
His tongue was stroking her hot pussy mound and also her soft inner thighs. She teetered dangerously, her eyes bugged out. Hard jolts of bliss shot through her cunt. She couldn't believe what the horse was doing for her, and she soon found herself rubbing her crotch with both hands.
As the heat between her thighs intensified, Rita began crying softly. The bliss was over whelming. She had never known such pleasures were possible with a dumb animal. She continued to whimper and sigh and moan delightfully as the horse lapped and slobbered over her cunt mound.
"Oh, shit!" she said, shaking her head and rolling her eyes. "This is too much!" With her pussy juices dripping profusely, she undid her jeans and quickly took them off, so the horse could lick her bare pussy. Her mind was spinning too crazily for her to even think about being caught. "Now Lick!"
When the horse showed that he was sniffing, she spread her legs as wide as she could, then reached down with both hands and spread her cunt lips apart, making her fuck hole very wide The horse showed his appreciation by snaking his greasy tongue up the full length of the widow's cunt lips and stretching them out of shape even more.
Again and again, the horse slithered his tongue up and down the widow's hairy cunt lips. He soaked the many cunt hairs with his spit until they began to drip, like a hung-up mop. He massaged her cunt lips so thoroughly that they soon turned red and swelled up from the friction. Through it all, Rita shook her head and licked her lips and rolled her eyes as the delightful sensations soared throughout her body.
"Oh, shit! Lick my pussy, you stud horse. Shit, yeah!"
The horse, apparently loving the taste of the woman's pussy, fucked his tongue up into her pussy and began tongue-fucking the shit out of her. His lewd lappings could be heard throughout the barn, along with her squeals and gasps. He lowered his head and began twisting and turning it every which way so he could reach all parts of her pussy. He reached as deep as he could, his thick tongue stretching her pussy walls completely out of shape and drenching them with his spit.
The widow, looking down at the pussy-eating horse after shiver raced up her spine. She was sorry when the animal finally lifted his enormous head.
"Damn!" she said, straightening up. "That was fantastic! My pussy is still tingling. Hell, even my asshole is throbbing. How are you at asshole-licking, horsie? Well, let's find out!"
Feeling sexy as a bitch, Rita turned her back on the horse and immediately leaned forward to grab hold of the wood railing. She then spread her legs wide, jutted out her round ass, and looked back over her shoulder.
The stallion reached out with his long neck and stuck his muzzle into the widow's open ass crack. Rita gasped aloud and shuddered, loving the horse's wiry whiskers and hot breath.
The animal sniffed at the woman's asshole, and she immediately arched her back and surrendered herself to him. The horse sniffed and sniffed, his hot breath blowing up and down the widow's ass crack and making her every nerve tingle. She responded by wriggling her round asscheeks.
Then the stallion began using his long fat tongue once again. The huge wet licker reached out and slithered up the full length of Rita's ass crack, jolting her tender puckered shitter mercilessly. She cried out and then buried her head in her arms along the rail. She couldn't believe how wonderful the tongue felt.
"Eeeooow!" she howled, and she suddenly rose up to her tiptoes. "Yeesss! Fantastic!" She shivered uncontrollably as spit dribbled down her chin.
The stallion continued to lick the widow's ass crack. He sent his tongue up and down the narrow chasm and forced the big round asscheeks apart. Each tongue-stroke sent mind-boggling shivers up and down Rita's spine. She shook her head and closed her eyes, allowing the horse to lick her ass.
She began to rotate her ass in circles so the horse could lick from different directions and arouse more and more of her tender nerves. The heat began to grow in her ass, and she started moaning and groaning and pushing back into the animal.
The gray stallion lapped and licked her deep ass crack, gathering sweat and shit juices and gulping them down. Rita bounced joyfully on her toes, but the horse was licking her so hard and so hungrily he gave the impression that he was actually lifting her up and down with his tongue.
The fat licker stroked her shitter in a bold, lewd manner. Her asscheeks were not only forced apart, but they were made to jiggle and bounce again and again. Her asshole began to pulsate, while her asshole muscles started contracting. Rita felt like creaming right then. But she didn't cream just yet. She just kept pushing back into the animal, welcoming his tongue and his hot breath and his long delightful whiskers, which kept brushing against her smooth asscheeks and making the big mounds tingle.
The horse kept licking, stroking the widow's ass crack as thoroughly as he could. He seemed intent on lifting her right up off the floor with his heavy tongue.
"Eeeee!" she squealed, shaking all over. "Oh, hell! You're making my cunt burn! Shit! I think I'm going to come!"
Each slap and slurp of the horse's tongue on the widow's ass made her cunt juices swirl. Rita found herself overcome by too much bliss. She bit her lower lip and braced herself as the hard licking did wonderful things to her cunt.
The horse tasted every inch of her asscrack, but found it impossible to fuck his tongue in side her asshole. The tiny hole just wouldn't open wide enough. So he stroked her ass as hard as he could, allowing his tongue to slip down to her cunt, as well. He soon was licking both fuck holes at the same time.
"Ahhh!" cried Rita, her mind spinning. "Too much! Just too fucking much! I'm coming!" She held on tightly to the rail as orgasmic spasms began sweeping through her body. "I'm coming like a mother-fucking bitch! Oh, my poor ass and pussy!"
Cunt juices blew out of her fuck hole one more time as she came again. She shivered all over but managed to keep her balance as the horse licked her clean. She cursed and praised the animal at the same time, loving his hard- tongue strokes and hot breath, but hating the animal for making a helpless fuck-crazed wreck out of her. Once more, guilt feelings swept over her.
When the horse had cleaned her pussy well, Rita rested in the straw until her strength had returned. Then she quickly dressed and left the barn, to join the others at the breakfast table.
CHAPTER THREE
From the kitchen window, Sarah could see Rita coming up the path from the barn. The spring in Rita's step suggested to Sarah that the woman had enjoyed her ride. And she no doubt had worked up a good appetite, too, thought Sarah.
Sarah had been envious of Rita's voluptuous body ever since her late brother had introduced Rita to her. She still couldn't believe how stacked Rita was. But then, the woman would have had to be stacked in order to satisfy Sarah's brother.
Sarah knew that her late brother had been a fuck-maniac most of his life. She had seen his enormous cock many times when they were teenagers, and she often found herself fending off his advances. Why, the horny bastard was fucking every bitch in town and would have gladly fucked Sarah too, if she had let him. So Sarah knew that any wife her brother chose would really get a workout every damned night.
And all this is what was making Sarah very uneasy. The little blonde knew that Rita was used to getting the shit fucked out of her by a huge cock every night. And now that cock was gone! What would Rita do now? Sarah wondered. Certainly, she would have a hard time breaking old habits. And there were only two men here on the farm: that stupid farm hand and her own husband.
Maybe it had been a mistake to invite her here, Sarah felt.
"Morning, baby. Something sure smells good," Roy came into the kitchen and gave his wife a hard squeeze, at the same time pressing his cock bulge into her ass.
"Breakfast is almost ready," she said, and she turned and gave him a quick kiss. "I see Rita coming. Why don't you sit down at the table and I'll start serving."
"Oh, wow!" Rita came in through the back door, her face glowing, her tits rising and falling with her excitement. "What a beautiful day! I just adore the country! Mmmmm. Those eggs and bacon smell delightful. I can't wait to get at them."
"Well, have a seat. We're all hungry. Did you enjoy your ride?" Sarah eyed the widow's clothes briefly, not liking what she saw. Though she, herself, was wearing shorts and a halter, her tits and ass weren't jutting out the way the widow's were. But she said nothing, not even when she noticed her husband staring at Rita's deep cleavage.
"Oh, I had a wonderful ride," said Rita, throwing back her head and smiling. "It was a perfect morning to go for a horseback ride. You should have joined me, Sarah."
"Perhaps tomorrow," said Sarah, taking a seat beside her husband at the table. "I'm glad you're enjoying yourself. It's great to see you smiling again. You have such a lovely smile, but we were afraid we would never see it again."
"Yes, well, I was way down in the dumps for a while. No question about it. But not anymore. I feel as happy as a lark."
Rita wasn't being entirely honest with them. True, she was happy to be away from the city, enjoying fresh country air. But at the moment she was feeling a little down be of the naughty things she had done with the horse.
"Perhaps we can do something together after breakfast," said Rita, looking toward Sarah.
"I'm afraid that will have to wait until tomorrow too," said Roy. "Sarah has an important errand to run in town, and it will take her all day. But you can help me with a few chores if you like."
Sarah realized then she had completely forgotten about her chore in town. She would be gone for hours. And the two of them would have the house to themselves!
"I-I don't have to run that errand today," she said. "I could do it later "Nonsense," said Roy, giving his wife a playful hug. "No point in putting it off."
"Well, then, perhaps Rita can come with me. Would you like to, Rita?"
"No, I won't hear of it," said Roy, still smiling. "We invited her here so she could relax and steady her nerves. The last thing I want to do is send her into town to hassle with that fat banker. No, you go by yourself, baby. Rita and I will take care of things here. Hell, I'd run the errand myself if it weren't for the fact that that lower field needs to be plowed today."
Well, that was that, thought Sarah. She couldn't get out of it. She would have to go in to town and leave the two of them alone together.
After breakfast, Sarah took the pickup into town, while her husband went about his plowing. That left the widow to clean up the dishes, which she did cheerfully. Then she retired to her room, stripped off her hot, sweaty, cum-soaked shorts and plopped down across her bed to read for a while. Next to fucking, reading was her favorite pastime.
Halfway through the second p her bed room door suddenly swung open. Surprised, she jumped up off the bed, still holding the book.
"The tractor broke down," said Roy, standing in the doorway, his grin as wide as his bulging eyes. "So I thought I'd come back and spend some time with you. You don't mind if I come in, do you?"
Rita wasn't sure if she minded or not. But that didn't seem to matter to Roy. He simply invited himself in, closed the door behind him and walked right up to her.
"You shouldn't be in here. It's wrong." The book fell from her hand and crumpled at her feet.
"No one will know but you and I. And I won't tell." He reached out and tore off her halter, freeing her big tits. "Oh, shit!" he said, staring stupidly at her creamy white tits. "I've never seen tits this beautiful before. They make my mouth water." He then lunged forward and seized both tits in his hands.
"Ungh!" moaned Rita, and she closed her eyes and threw back her head. She certainly hadn't expected this. She knew it was wrong. But she just couldn't bring herself to say so.
He kneaded her tits for several seconds, admiring their firmness. Then he released her tits and stepped back to undress. Rita, her naked body tingling all over with new life, watched helplessly as the man revealed his strong muscular body to her view.
It was nice to see a naked man again, she decided. And what a cock he had! Long and fat and hard! But what about her poor sister-in- law? Hell, this was Sarah's husband standing naked in front of her.
But what could Rita do? It wasn't her fault! The man had barged into her room, and now he was preparing to fuck her. She wasn't to blame.
When Roy was naked, he grabbed the widow again. And she, like a woman possessed, wrapped her arms around his neck and drew his mouth toward her jutting tits. Then, whimpering softly, she took small steps backward and guided him toward her bed.
Roy followed willingly, all the time massaging her tits with both hands. He flattened her tits repeatedly, loving the way they bulged out at the sides.
"What beauties," he said, and he immediately covered one tit with his mouth and started sucking.
He closed his eyes as he sucked, enjoying the taste of her rubbery nipple. His eager lips repeatedly tugged on the little pink nip, stretch ing it outward.
"Mmmmm!" she moaned, and she lovingly stroked the back of his head. "Oh; yes. Bite me, baby. Bite those suckers Rita shivered delightfully as her brother-in- law's lips filled her upper body with electrical jolts. She squealed and moaned, all the time listening to the wonderfully lewd sucking noises that emanated from his mouth.
She had reached the bed by this time, and she didn't hesitate to fall backward and pull Roy down on top of her. The mattress sagged with their combined weight, and the springs creaked. Rita had him where she wanted him.
Upon falling, Roy intentionally dug his stiff prick into the widow's groin, only inches above her pussy. The heat he felt made him gasp, but he kept his prick tight against her, and his weight fully on top of her as he moved to taste her other tit.
"Ungh!" she moaned, and she eagerly spread her legs and wrapped them around his back.
Roy tugged on her tit meat as before, using his lips like a plumber's helper. He distended her tit in every direction, then began licking her soft, yielding tit flesh. His tongue lapped there and there, covering her whole tit with spit until the round tit mound took on a rosy shine.
Rita complained when she felt her brother- in-law's lips leave her swollen and throbbing tits, but her complaining was short lived. She looked down and watched his lips travel along her skin, all the way to her groin. His soft touch and gentle kisses made her jump and squeal repeatedly.
Her belly muscles twitched when his lips caressed them. His touch was featherlike. She loved it and found herself licking her lips in anticipation of more such caresses.
He let his tongue trace a wet path from her belly button down to the edge of her hairy cunt bush. She gasped the whole while and uncontrollably lifted her ass up off the bed, as if to offer him a taste of her pussy.
Roy got a good whiff of the widow's pussy and loved what he smelled. Quickly, he moved both hands to her thighs and spread them wider, then smiled with joy at the sight of her open, twitching pussy gash.
She moaned when the air blew between her open legs and caressed her hairy cunt mound. "Mmmmm! Do it, baby. Eat my hot pussy. Come on, lover, eat me up."
"It sure smells good," he said. "Good enough to eat."
He then pushed her ass back down to the bed and forced her legs far back, until her knees were touching her hard tits. Her cunt lips popped apart to reveal her slimy cunt hole.
Now the smell of pussy was strong in his nostrils, and the intense pussy heat was like burning coal against his face. But this only made his prick harder, and as the stiff fucker jutted out long and straight to spear the mattress beneath him, he lowered his head to her wet pussy.
His muscular legs dangled over the edge of the bed as she moved into better position. One of his hands slid up the widow's thigh and caressed her smooth flesh, while the other circled her pussy mound, toying with her silky pussy hairs. His stiff prick began to ache, but he forced himself to be patient.
"Ohhh!" groaned Rita, finding the man's caresses extremely stimulating. "Oh, you really know how to make me happy, don't you, you big stud?" She lay back on the bed and kept her legs wide apart.
His head moved still lower,' and he stroked' her pussy with his tongue. Her every twitch and groan made his desire swell. But he tried to ignore the intense hardness in his cock and bails as he licked the widow's pussy.
"Aaagh!" she cried, swinging her head from side to side. "I feel like I'm floating on a cloud." She ground her plump ass into the mat tress as she allowed the man's tongue to wander.
He snaked his tongue up and down the full length of her pussy lips and made her grunt and groan some more. The pressure on the back of his head was only slight, her fingers merely toying with his hair. He needed no guidance or encouragement to lick this cunt.
Each breath he took filled his lungs with wonderful pussy air. And when he exhaled, he blew her pussy hairs about with such force that she tingled all over. She kept her legs far back and begged him to continue.
His tongue delved into her narrow pussy crack and forced her pussy lips even wider apart. She shivered and moaned, wriggled her white ass, and then bit down on her lower lip and enjoyed the wild sensations that were suddenly coursing through her fuck pit.
His tongue slithered up and down her cunt crack, tasting her fuck meat and gathering up her dripping cunt juices. She began pumping her cunt muscles in an effort to ensnare the man's roving tongue and hold it prisoner.
Rita, her face wet with sweat and flushed with passion, experienced wave after wave of blissful heat and mind-boggling jolts as the man's tongue stroked her cunt gash and scraped against her cit. She moved her pussy this way and that in an effort to increase the friction. But the heat became so great she soon lost control of her cunt muscles, and of the rest of her body as well. She became a wild woman, and the bed began to shake and creak loudly.
Soon slobbering noises filled the air, and she grew even more restless. Her tits rose and fell with her heavy breathing. Her thighs opened and closed on her brother-in-law's head. She applied more pressure with her hands in a crazed attempt to bury his face in her cunt hole.
He responded by fucking his tongue up into her cunt hole and reaming her thoroughly. As he licked her pussy walls, he pinched and fondled her pussy lips, until they swelled up and grew red. He heard her cry out many times, but he kept his tongue deep and nailed her to the bed.
His head moved to and fro as he speared every inch of her cunt hole. He stretched her pussy walls while he cleaned them of pussy juices. He made her cut throb by pushing the root of his tongue against it; Again and. again he found himself snorting pussy hairs out of his nostrils.
"Agh!" she cried, shaking her head wildly. "I'm on fire! Oh, baby, let me feel your cock before I come. Please fuck me."
Rita's long black hair danced in all directions as he responded to the fiery sensations in her cunt. She couldn't believe such bliss was possible. Again and again she clamped her thighs on his sucking face, as if to milk out still more pleasure.
Roy heard the woman's pleas, and he realized that his own cock was rock hard and throbbing mightily. The feeling was a familiar one. He knew that if he didn't fuck the bitch soon, he would come all over the bed sheets. And he certainly didn't want that.
Reluctantly, he raised his head and crawled back up the widow's body until he was looking down into her dreamy eyes. His lips dripped with pussy juice, while a strange sort of urgency glowed in his dark eyes. She recognized the wild look and quickly wrapped her legs around him until her heels were pressing into the small of his back.
"Fuck me, you bastard!" she whispered, and she sank her teeth into his earlobe, and her nails into his shoulders. Pleasure jolts shocked Rita repeatedly as she welcomed her brother-in-law's cock inside her fuck hole. Her ripe pussy yielded to the stiff prick just enough so that the fucker slid into her up to the hilt in one steady rush. She gasped aloud, then cooed like a contented pigeon, her tongue now flicking against his cheek.
When she felt his balls pressing into her widely stretched cunt lips, she tightened her cunt muscles around the stiff cock and squeezed it with all her strength. She screamed aloud, then began moaning and rocking her shapely hips, happy that his fat fucker was inside her pussy.
"Ohhhh!" groaned Roy, and he reached under the woman and grabbed hold of her asscheeks. "Oh, what a tight fit!"
With sweat running down his forehead, Roy began fucking. He thrust his big prick deep in to her fuck pit until he heard lewd squishing noises. He knew this was the spit and cunt juice he had left behind. When his cock could go no farther, he withdrew it halfway and allowed her pussy walls to slain shut. He could almost hear the suction noise his retreating cock made.
"Shiiyyiit!" moaned Rita. "Give it back to me! Slam your cock into me again!" She bit at his ear and dug her heels into his back in an effort to recapture that big prick.
Feeling sympathetic to the in-heat widow beneath him, Roy flexed Ms muscles and then drove his fat prick back into her sopping fuck tube. Her pussy walls stretched wide again. Pussy juices sprayed in all directions.
Another scream escaped her trembling lips as her brother-in-law gave her another shot of his cock. His powerful hips forced her legs even wider apart. She clawed his back and began bouncing her round ass up off the bed, meeting his every fuck-thrust with a jarring jolt of her own.
Their bodies slapped together again and again. She cried out with each impact, loving the way his prick repeatedly filled up her wet cunt. She heard her pussy juices squishing, and felt them oozing down her inner thighs. She got so damned aroused from all these crazy sensations that were surging through her that she reached down and jammed her middle finger in to Roy's asshole, right up to the second knuckle.
"Iiieee!" he cried, arching his back and throwing his head up into the air. "Oh, you fucking bitch! I'll teach you!" And he fucked his cock into her cunt with such force that she nearly went through the mattress.
Her tits shook. Her cunt popped and slurped. But she held on tightly and begged for more cock.
Roy loved a woman who could fuck back, and the widow was just such a woman. With his cock jammed in her cunt as tight as he could get it, he flipped her around on the bed until she was lying on her side with one leg high over his shoulder. Tremors shot through his loins, making his balls quiver as he looked down upon her sweaty, panting body.
When he saw her smile, he knew she was feeling those same tremors, so he began fucking his cock- in and out of her cunt with a renewed vigor. His ass moved back and forth as he repeatedly leaned into her and buried his cock balls-deep.
She looked down at Roy's cock and watched it disappear and reappear and disappear again. The sight fascinated her. She rubbed her ass and then her tits, all the while keeping her leg upon his broad shoulder.
"Mmmm!" she moaned, her body trembling. "Oh, shit, yeah! Fuck me, man!"
She wet her lips and swung her head in dreamy circles as hot bliss swept through her body. The opening and closing of her cunt was simply wonderful. And she couldn't have picked a fatter cock to do the job. Her brother-in-law, on his knees on the mattress, was dominating her completely-and she loved it.
She moved her free hand, fondling her jut ting tits. She made each one tingle as she sank her nails deep into the tit flesh. The white tit meat soon grew red and swelled up even more.
"Ungh!" she groaned, as Roy's cock fucked deeper and deeper. "Oh, baby, I'm dying!"
Her asscheeks shook with each hard fuck thrust. Her legs began to ache. She was split so wide!
She begged for more, unable to get enough of �he man's big prick. She sucked on the fucker with her cunt muscles as it drilled her. She even shook her thighs in still another effort to drain out as much pleasure as she could.
Roy felt the heat from the widow's pussy, and he sensed her urgency. Keeping his cock buried deep in her cunt, he pushed her leg off his shoulder and moved her body completely around until she was kneeling on the bed. Grasping her firm hips, he began fucking her cunt from behind.
"Oooooh!" she moaned, her ass and pussy raised high in the air, her tits and shoulders resting on the mattress. "Mmmm! That feels so mother-fucking good. I love to be fucked doggie-style."
Kneeling behind the widow, Roy fucked his big prick in and out of her sopping cunt. He spread first one side of her pussy and then the other, driving her fuck meat out of shape. He knew he was stretching her cunt extremely wide, but he beard no complaints His big balls bounced. off her cunt lips again and again. His thick cock root jolted her cut mercilessly. The room echoed with the lewd flesh-slapping noises.
"Aaagh!" moaned Rita, her face drenched with sweat. "I'm losing my mind. I can't last much longer." She clawed her own flesh as she fucked back at the man's cock.
Roy met the widow's fuck-thrusts with even harder fuck-thrusts of his own. Their bodies slapped together violently. Sweat flew in all directions.
Rita felt a sudden warmth spreading through her cunt. The warmth grew and grew with each thrust of Roy's cock. She shook her head and bounced on her knees as the hot bliss climbed right up her fuck tube.
Roy nearly fucked her right off the bed. His cock repeatedly slammed balls-deep. He threw back his head and grimaced as wave after wave of pleasure soared through his loins.
"Shiiyyiit!" he cried. "I'm about done. Get ready for a shitload of cum any second."
"I'm ready!" screamed Rita, her body trembling with spasms. "Oh, shit! I'm coming, myself! Aaagh! I'm coming, dammit!"
With her back arched, Rita exploded in an orgasmic fit. Her eyes rolled, and her pussy began bucking and gyrating as her mind spun.
She creamed her brother-in-law's cock and balls with a steady stream of pussy jizz.
"Aaagh!" howled Roy, with the widow twisting and turning on his cock. "I'm coming, too! Kiss my ass, you slut!" He bucked forward an4 blew his wad deep inside her swollen cunt hole. His hot cum blasted her tender fuck meat and made her eyes bug out. "Shiiit! Take it all, you bitch!"
He emptied his prick in her, delivering his cum-load in a series of violent fuck-thrusts.
Rita winced and smiled simultaneously as Roy used his cum-spurting cock to repeatedly lift her up off the mattress. She pumped her cunt muscles and assisted the draining of his cock. And when she was finally done, she fell forward with a long sigh and wriggled free of his spent prick.
Soon afterward, Roy gathered his clothes and left. Though he had fucked her well, Rita was happy to see him go. He was a married man, and she was always nervous around married men. If her husband were alive, she never would have fucked Roy in the first place, she told herself. She wouldn't have had to.
CHAPTER FOUR
When Sarah returned late in the afternoon, Rita behaved as normally as she knew how. If Sarah was suspicious, she certainly didn't reveal it to Rita. But Rita had already decided that she would never fuck Roy again, for she had no wish to hurt Sarah With Sarah's husband off limits to her by her own choice, Rita looked more and more to the farm animals to satisfy her uncontrollable cock- craving. Even though she always felt guilty afterward, she kept returning to the barn whenever no one was around. She couldn't help it. Her pussy, not used to going cockless, ached daily. And she wasn't about to break up her sister-in-law's marriage by chasing after the woman's husband.
That left the farmhand as the only other man on the farm, and the only time Rita saw him when he was hard at work, usually alongside Roy. There was little opportunity for a roll in the hay with him.
So that left the farm animals to cure her lusty itch. Rita developed a passionate relationship with the gray stallion, and did many naughty things with him. But it wasn't until her fourth day on the farm that she decided to find out what some of the other animals in the barn could do to please her.
Up until now, she had been content to just get her pussy licked and scratched. But as she stood this morning in front of the goat's stall, looking intently at the shaggy white animal in side, she entertained unusually wicked thoughts-thoughts that concerned the goat's long fat prick and heavy balls. And the more she thought about that hairy, greasy goat prick, the wetter her pussy got.
"It's a fine summer morning," she said as she opened the gate to the goat's stall. "How would you like some pussy? You must be awfully lonely and bored, being the only goat around. Hell, you'd think they would at least get a female goat so you'd have something to fuck every now and then." She studied the animal's dick some more, up close. "That cock is monstrous. And a big cock is just what I need.
Rita took a quick look around to make sure she was the only person in the barn. Then she stripped off her halter and jeans and 'got down on her hands and knees, right in front of the goat. She expected the animal to mount her immediately, just as the dog had done back home in her bedroom. But the goat simply stood there. He seemed to have no interest whatsoever in the widow's hungry pussy.
"I suppose you're not used to fucking human pussy," she said, looking back over her shoulder. "Well, don't worry. I'll soon turn you on to it. There's a trick I use on men who have a difficult time getting started. I'll try it out on you right now."
The widow quickly turned around until she was kneeling alongside the goat. Then she leaned under him and cupped his hairy balls 'in her palm, and she started kneading the two big balls, at the same time licking them with her long red tongue.
Rita surprised even herself. She hadn't realized she was so horny. Tightening her grip on the goat's balls, she continued to use her tongue in a bold manner. She licked his balls as if they were candy, her tongue slithering round and round, soaking the soft white hairs. The goat bleated and shuffled his feet, but the widow's deft fingers soon calmed him.
Then she sucked one ball into her mouth and started pressing it against the roof of her mouth, as if to flatten it. Again the goat bleated. The ball throbbed gently against her tongue, pleasing her.
She sucked on the ball for a few seconds longer. Then she spit it out and ran her tongue up the underside of the goat's cock. She traced the cock's full length, finding the flavor delightful. She always had liked new and different things, and the goat's cock was no exception.
When she reached the fat cock head, she delved her tongue into the piss slit and plucked out a creamy drop of goat cum, which she hungrily swallowed. Loving it, she searched for more, then ran her greedy tongue round and round the slimy cock, tantalizing the goat's cock nerves. Before long, the goat was very jittery.
Rita slapped her tongue against the animal's cock head for several seconds, loving both the flavor and the loud dirty noises she made. She soon had the goat's cock swinging from side to side. And before her eyes, his prick swelled up and stiffened.
Again the goat bleated, but this bleating was more subdued, as if the animal were very contented. Rita smiled and immediately wrapped her lips around the goat prick and deep-throated the slippery fucker.
The widow had a mouthful of goat prick, and she treated it as if it were a man's prick. She began running her lips up and down the greasy bumpy cock shaft, soaking it with her spit. Her head bobbed steadily as she repeatedly gobbled up the prick.
Her tits bounced as she sucked. She tasted every inch of the huge cock shaft, her lips bouncing up and over every vein and every ridge.
Spit trickled from the corners of her mouth and dripped to the straw on the floor of the stall. She kept sucking the prick deep, spitting it back out, and sucking it deep again-as if she couldn't part with the giant fuck pole. The smell of goat prick was strong, as was the flavor, but she wasn't complaining at all.
The animal's prick throbbed against the sides of her mouth as she sucked it. A trickle of jizz ran down her throat to warm her belly. She kept sucking and slurping, hoping to get the goat interested in fucking a woman.
She swallowed more goat cum and some of her own spit. The sides of her face became sopping wet. Her lips ached. Even her bugged-out eyes began to ache. Surely, she thought, the goat was in the mood to fuck by now!
She spit out the cock as sloppily as she had ever spit out a cock before. Spit dripped down heavily. The stink burned her nostrils. But she sensed that the goat was having the time of his life. She meant to give him an even better time.
Licking the cum and spit from her lips and chin, Rita got into her former position, on her hands and knees directly in front of the goat. Then she looked back over her shoulder and said a few soft words to the hairy animal. When that failed to get him to mount her, she began slapping her round ass with one palm, making her asscheeks jiggle.
That did the trick!
The goat, his beard hanging down long and thin, mounted the widow and seized her slim waist firmly between his forelegs. Holding her tightly, he began humping, driving his pointed prick up into her wide-open cunt hole. His aim was less than perfect, but the widow quickly moved her pussy to the right spot and captured herself a very stiff goat cock.
The big pink prick parted her cunt lips and then her cunt walls as it speared her fuck hole. She bit her lower lip and grimaced as the pain shot through her loins, but after a few seconds, she began to enjoy the hard fucking.
"Aagh!" she moaned, swinging her head from side to side. "Mmmmm! I love that big prick! Oh, hell, it's hot!"
The goat soon fucked his prick balls-deep into the widow's cunt hole, then began fucking furiously. His beard swung to and fro. His hairy ass moved quickly back and forth. His balls slapped noisily against the widow's thick cunt lips.
Rita arched her back and flashed a broad smile. She couldn't have asked for a better fuck. The goat's cock head drilled the deepest parts of her fuck hole, stretching her cunt walls out of shape. The fat cock shaft threatened to split her pussy open down the middle, while the bumpy cock root scraped against her cit and tortured the little fucker.
Her breath came out in quick loud gasps. The goat's hard fuck-thrusts kept her from breathing normally. She listened to her own frantic breathing, along with the dirty sounds of flesh slapping against flesh.
She clawed the floor of the stall to keep the goat from fucking her right across the barn floor. His weight threatened to wear her down, while his rough hair added to the bizarre sensations she was experiencing.
"Ohhh!" she cried, her voice shaky. "Shiiyyiit!"
The goat, his tongue hanging out limply, kept fucking, giving the widow as much cock as she could handle.
Rita began pushing back to meet the animal's fuck-thrusts. His balls slapped against her cunt lips and the backs of her thighs. His cock fucked deeper.
"Ungh!" she groaned, shaking her head. "Oh, shit, what a hard-fucking animal!" She pumped her cunt muscles as best she could, hoping to capture the pistonlike prick and slow it down more.
Pussy juices squished loudly, and soon she could feel his creamy froth oozing out of her well-plugged fuck hole and running down her thighs. The goat's cock-thrusts quickened the flow of the pussy froth. She soon had cunt juice all over her groin, and it became a sticky mess.
But the bubbly froth didn't trouble her nearly as much as the sudden swelling of the goat's cock. The big fucker stretched her pussy to the limit and then began throbbing mightily. Each throb sent blissful waves of ecstasy sweeping through Rita's loins, and she began to babble incoherently.
With spit running down her chin, she started bouncing her pussy up and down in a crazed effort to get every bit of joy possible from the goat cock. She knew the cock was about to blow, and she wanted to come along with the animal. She was a dynamo a fucked the goat right back. "Agh!" she howled when the animal's fucking became frantic. "Yessss! Do it, you stud goat!"
The animal breathed down on the widow's smooth back as he tightened his grip on her waist and plowed into her. Froth sprayed everywhere. Spit dripped from the goat's panting mouth and formed a puddle on Rita's back.
"Shiiyyiit!" cried Rita, still welcoming the goat's fuck-thrusts. "That's it! You're making me hot all over! Oh, yeah, I'm coming!"
Rita screamed again as her body was suddenly gripped by violent orgasmic spasms. She trembled all over, no longer in control of herself. Then she creamed profusely and soaked the goat's still-spurting cock.
Rita pumped out her cunt juices at the same time she welcomed the goat's heavy jizz. Shivers of ecstasy continued to race up her spine, until the goat finally went limp and dismounted.
The departing goat prick made a loud disgusting noise as it left her sopping cunt hole. And the animal simply turned and walked to the back of the stall, where he lay down in the straw, no longer even remotely interested in the widow.
So, thought Rita, it's slam, barn, and thank you, ma'am!
Well, didn't care. She had fucked plenty of men who treated her the same way. Why should she expect more from an animal?
With pussy juice and goat cum oozing down her inner thighs, and with straw matted to her sweaty body, the widow left the goat's stall and walked across the barn toward the ram's stall. Where the goat was tall and lean, the ram was squat, and with a cock about half the size of the goat's. But even that cock was big enough to interest her.
"Well, Mr. Ram," she said as she entered his stall. "You no doubt saw what the goat did to me. Can you do the same?"
She stroked the black-haired animal's thick, curled horns as she pressed her pussy into his furry face. The horns were magnificent, she thought, but she knew it would be suicide to allow either of them inside .her pussy. They were too damned sharp.
So instead of fucking the ram's horns, she held onto them as she gave the animal a whiff of her swollen cunt. She saw the ram's nostrils flare widely, and then she noticed the animal's eyes widen. She knew she had his attention now.
When the animal began to lick his hairy lips, Rita pushed her pussy forward even more and let the long thick ram tongue brush against her cunt lips. The slight touch made her shiver, but she tightened her hold on the two horns and spread her legs wider.
"Ohhh!" she moaned, looking down upon the ram. "Eat my pussy!"
The ram, at the first taste of the widow's pussy meat, bleated once and then began to slither his tongue in between her open thighs. He stroked her cunt lips roughly, his fat tongue almost like a cock to her, and she started drooling.
Rita thrust her pussy forward in a naughty manner, and the ram's tongue immediately brushed her black pussy hairs aside to expose her deep cunt gash. She leaned forward to watch the animal's tongue at work.
The ram worked his sandpaperlike tongue in to the widow's cunt gash and jolted her tender fuck meat. Her nerves stood on end.
The fat tongue spread her cunt lips far apart as it crawled up and down her cunt crack. As the greasy tongue continued to slice up and down her cunt crack, Rita felt both dirty and wonderful at the same time. She let her head fall back and then she let out a long sigh, glad that she had discovered the joys of animal fucking.
The widow encouraged the ram to lick other parts of her pussy. And the ram obliged, sending his tongue right up into her fuck hole. She screamed when the red licker scraped against her cit as it slid into her pussy. Then she shivered hard and nearly lost her footing when the hot tongue filled her fuck hole and stretched her cunt walls wide apart.
"Help!" she shouted. "Oh, fuck, what a big tongue!" The ram's tongue was much larger than the goat's, and the ram's technique was much better.
The tongue kept fucking deeper, until it seemed as if the tongue were going to stab her guts. She rose with it, right up onto h tiptoes. The ram's horns kept her from falling, but her grip was weakening. There were just too many body-rocking electrical jolts shooting through her loins.
The cunt-lapping noises increased, and the widow found them very naughty. But she also felt proud that the animal was finding her pussy so wonderful to eat. She helped him as much as she could, spreading her legs wide and thrusting her pussy forward.
"Agh!" she moaned when the ram's tongue- tip speared her pussy walls from a new direc tion. "Oh, yeah! This is wild!"
Rita was feeling so good she began bouncing on the ram's hot tongue, pretending it was a cock. Each time the animal reached up into her cunt, she fucked down on his tongue.
Grunts and whimpers filled the air, along with the sounds of heavy pussy-lapping and wild bleating. She licked her lips and shook her head passionately as she repeatedly fucked herself on the ram's tongue.
When the first signs of her orgasm began to spread through her pussy, she raised one hand and began rubbing her heavily hanging tits. She flattened the big mounds of tit flesh again and again as she moved them in circles. She even tried to push her fits up into her mouth, so great was her passion.
"Aagh!" she cried, her voice as shaky as the rest of her. "You're making me come, Mr. Rain!" She bounced harder on his big tongue, smacking her cunt lips into his mouth. "Iiieee! I'm coming, dammit! I'm coming!"
The ram lapped up the widow's flowing cunt juices. He twisted his head to and fro in an attempt to gather up the cunt juices that were seeping. His greedy tongue was everywhere at once.
She moaned as her orgasm rolled through her. She bit her lower lip in an effort to control her emotions. She knew it wouldn't do for anyone to hear her cries and discover her secret.
When Rita could take the licking no longer, she collapsed to the straw. Rain spit and cunt juice coated her inner thighs and groin, but she wasn't through yet. All she knew that she wouldn't be through until at least one more ingredient was present: rain jizz!
But once again she found that she would have to coax the farm animal to fuck her. She leaned under the ram and began to jerk off his cock. She moved her hand rapidly, letting his fat prick i slide through her fingers and along her palm. She slapped his balls again and again. She stroked his prick head, loving the way it disappeared in and out of her fist. In no time, the ram's cock was rock hard.
Now that the cock was to her liking, she deep-throated it. Her lips slid down the bumpy cock shaft with ease. She gasped and grunted and even choked a little, but she didn't stop until I her lips were pressed tightly against the ram's balls.
The cock throbbed against the roof of her mouth, so she stroked its underside with her tongue. She felt every bump and every vein; she even felt the prick swelling.
She held the prick a while longer, her lips sealed to its root. Then she began to move her I lips up and down the cock shaft, tasting its full length. The ram bleated loudly and began to teeter, but the widow stroked his hairy belly with her hands and relaxed him.
With the ram under her control, Rita moved her lips up to the animal's prick head. She spread kisses all over the fat prick head, her puckered lips smacking loudly and lewdly. Then she snaked her tongue down the sloping surface and jolted the ram's nerves so hard the animal rose on his hindlegs and bleated.
With the knowledge that animals, as well as men,, liked her blow-jobs, Rita did her best to please the ram. She danced her tongue up and down the sloping cock head and lapped up the slimy cum that coated it. The animal bucked and snorted, but the widow's lips remained glued to his cock head.
Next, she snaked her tongue-tip into the ram's piss slit and plucked out a few drops of jizz. Then she began licking the rest of the cock, sending her long red tongue up and down the throbbing cock shaft. She tasted all sides of the cock, moving her head all around up so she wouldn't miss anything. Soon the prick was bouncing and swaying as if caught in this wind, and everywhere it swayed, Rita's tongue was sure to follow.
She could see that the ram's cock was much bigger than when she had first started sucking it. She also noticed that the cock was much redder. Perhaps, she thought, the ram was ready to fuck her now!
She quickly got to her hands and knees, then crawled in front of the shaggy beast. Arching her back deeply, she called the ram to her and offered him her pussy.
The ram was ready, as she soon found out. He mounted her from behind, seizing her slim waist between his forelegs and pinning her tightly to his body. She squealed when she first felt his hairy belly on her bare ass. Then she cried out passionately when she felt his pointed prick head poking into her cunt lips. She was so sure it was going to be a wonderful fuck she relaxed completely and began to play with the straw beneath her hands.
But the ram chose that moment to begin his wild humping, thus catching the widow off guard. His prick head slipped right up the full length of her cunt lips before plunging into her ass crack.
"Iiieee!" shrieked the widow, about to have her ass plugged. "Shiiyyiit!" She had been ass fucked before, but never by a ram.
The ram kept humping, and his prick head beat a steady pounding against Rita's asshole. She twitched nervously, and his big prick plunged into her asshole. She screamed aloud. Spasms raced up her spine. But in three hard cock-thrusts that shook the widow from head to toe, his prick was fucked balls-deep.
"Iiieeee!" she screamed, shaking her head.
Rita felt the heavy throbbing of the ram's spit-soaked prick deep inside her ass guts. She sensed a very real danger to her tender asshole walls. However, she was helpless to do anything about it except to spread her legs wider and arch her back deeper.
The ram, his tongue wagging excitedly, began fucking. His heavy body knocked the widow back and forth each time he fucked his cock balls-deep. The hair on his undersides brushed her naked ass and back and filled her with nerve- shattering sensations. She groaned and shivered and groaned some more as her asshole got fucked.
The ram drove his pointed prick head into first one side of her shit hole and then the other side. He made her ass sway to the left, then to the right, then back to the left. He loosened her ass guts quite a bit, turning her shit juices into a buttery froth.
"Aagh!" howled the widow, her tits flattened into the straw beneath her, her ass high in the air, her knees spread wide. "Oh, what a monster cock! I feel it so deep!"
The ram moved the widow at will as he fucked his fat cock in and out of her shit hole. Rita's knees and hands and tits ached as the straw bit into them.
His prick jolted the deepest parts of her asshole, and she feared for her safety. She pumped her asshole muscles in an effort to relieve some of the pressure in her ass. But that didn't solve her problem; it only filled the air with the lewd sounds of popping shit juices.
As she knelt there, pushing and twisting at the end of the ram's cock, she felt the fucker swell up to a monstrous size. Fear swept through her as the pressure in her ass guts increased even more. Then the cock started throbbing mightily, and she really became concerned.
"Oh, shit!" she said. "What have I gotten myself into?" She tried to crawl away, but the ram followed along, still fucking. She groaned, her hair fallen down over her eyes. "My ass is on fire! What a big cock!"
But the ram had his limits, too. With his hot breath beating down on the widow's back, he went wild and began fucking her ass brutally. His bails beat against the backs of the widow's thighs. His hooves dug into her sides. His hindlegs repeatedly left the floor as he strained to fuck all of his cock inside her shitter.
Then, with his cock fully extended, he came. His cum blasted her shitter walls and filled her shit hole in no time at all. The sticky jizz seemed to have no end as it spurted through her shit tunnel. She screamed again and again, then began shivering all over as her ass guts got reamed.
Rita, her head spinning, milked the ram's cock with her pumping shitter muscles. She wanted all of his cum, as payment for the brutal punishment he had inflicted upon her. And she got it all, using her shitter to suck up every drop. When the prick finally went limp, she relaxed and let the ram dismount.
The hot cum squishing and splashing around inside her shit hole soothed the burning pain she was experiencing. Soon the pain was gone entirely, and nothing remained except a wonderful, wet tingling sensation.
Rita felt damned good-until she looked up from her kneeling position and saw Sarah looking down at her!
CHAPTER FIVE
"Sarah!" cried the widow, her eyes bugging out. She jumped up immediately and tried to cover her tits with her hands. "Oh, my goodness! How long have you been there?"
"Long enough." Sarah leaned against the rail, studying the widow's naked body. She was finally getting a good look at what she had long been jealous of. "So this is where you've been disappearing to every other day. I should have known."
"I guess you caught me red-handed;" said Rita, nervously shifting her weight from one foot to the other.
"Red-assed is more like it. I knew you were a whore, but I didn't know you were into fucking animals. Shit!"
"Please understand," said Rita. "I've been a nervous wreck ever since my husband died. I'm just not used to going without a cock this long. I needed something to fuck."
"Yeah, so I see." Sarah entered the stall and stood before Rita. This was the first time since their introduction that Sarah felt no feelings of inferiority while in the presence of Rita. "What a pathetic slut."
"That's not fair," said Rita, taking a step backward. "I explained to you what I was going through. Besides, I did no harm to your animals. They loved it."
"Whore!" shouted Sarah.
"Why do you keep saying that? All right, I fucked a couple of your animals. So what?"
But Sarah was not through with the widow yet. "Sheep fucker! You dirty mother-fucking sheep fucker!"
"Oh, Sarah, what do you want from me? What do you want?"
Rita was near tears and wanted nothing more than to run from here and hide her shame. But Sarah was blocking her way.
Sarah stepped close once again, then reached up and began stroking Rita's left tit. Her fingers were soft and gentle, and she soon had the widow sighing. Rita couldn't understand it.
"I'll tell you what I want," said Sarah, and she put her other hand into the hip pocket of her dress and pulled out a gold cigarette lighter. "I want to know how my husband's lighter found its way underneath your bed. I discovered it when I was cleaning."
"How should I know?" said Rita. She suddenly felt Sarah's fingers tighten around her nipple. A lump rose in her throat.
"And that's not all," said Sarah, her voice growing strangely calm. "When I was doing the laundry this morning, I noticed lipstick on the inside of a pair of his underwear. Obviously you sucked his cock the day I went into town, and the fool didn't have sense enough to wash the fucker off before putting his underwear back on."
"That's not true!" lied the widow. "What else did you do?" demanded Sarah, convinced she was right. "Did you fuck him, too? Well, did you? Did you fuck my husband, whore?"
The little blonde then pinched Rita's nipple so hard that she cried out and fell to her knees in pain.
"Stop! Please stop! All right, I fucked your husband! But I didn't plan to-it just happened." Tears streamed down Rita's face. "Your husband just burst into my room, caught me with my pants down, and then took me. I'm sorry."
"Well, whore," said Sarah, looking down upon the shamed widow. "Now you can just catch me with my pants down. I'm going to make you do to me what you did to my husband behind my back, you bitch!"
Sarah lifted her dress; stripped off her panties, then grabbed the back of Rita's head with both hands and forced the woman's face against her yellow-haired pussy.
"Suck my pussy, you bitch!"
But in her anger, Sarah stumbled forward, her weight forcing Rita into the straw.
Rita groaned deeply, finding it very difficult to breathe with someone sitting on her face. Now Rita lay there on her back in the straw- littered stall, with her sister-in-law's cunt pressed tightly against her lips. The woman's dress had fallen down to blanket Rita's head, so the widow couldn't see a damned thing.
"Eat me, you whore!" demanded Sarah, and she began grinding her pussy into the widow's lips.
Wanting only to soothe her sister-in-law's anger and put an end to this craziness, Rita decided to obey. She reached up and clutched Sarah's hips with both hands to steady the woman. Then she began spearing the circling pussy, using her tongue like a dagger. Pussy hairs tickled her nose and chin, while drops of pussy juice trickled over her lips.
"Aaaagh!" moaned Sarah, looking down at the bulge beneath her dress. "Eat me, whore! Eat my pussy!"
Rita ran her tongue through the farm woman's cunt hairs, brushing them every which way. Her spit soaked the many silky cunt hairs and matted them down.
Sarah shivered from head to toe. Ripples of delight raced through her loins. Her pussy twitched nervously. She began to swing her head slowly.
Rita snaked her tongue into Sarah's cunt crack next, and the blonde immediately bounced up into the air and squealed like a little child. Then she gathered her senses again and plopped her pussy back down to the widow's waiting tongue. A sigh soon escaped her lips, if she were lowering herself into a tub of hot water.
Rita once more explored Sarah's cunt crack, this time holding her ass in place with both hands. She cupped the plump asscheeks firmly as she worked her tongue up and down the full length of the slippery cunt crack.
Sarah was enjoying herself. She quickly drew her dress up over her head and tossed it aside. Then she removed her bra. As blissful waves of heat rolled through her loins, she reached up and began fondling her own tits.
Rita could finally see the cunt she was eating. The thick yellow cunt hairs and the pink glisten mg fuck meat looked good to her. She tightened her grip on Sarah's ass and reached for the woman's fuck hole.
Her tongue parted the woman's cunt walls as it slipped up into her cunt. Blasts of heat raced out of the dark fuck tube and scorched her face, but Rita didn't mind. She kept reaching deeper, jolting Sarah's cit again and again in her haste.
"Eee! Ooooh!" squealed Sarah, and she began licking her lips deliriously. "Oh, shit, that feels good. Fuck me with your hot tongue, you bitch!"
Rita tried her best to please the little blonde. With her fingers and palms, she massaged the woman's asscheeks, moving the big mounds of flesh to and fro and even squeezing them in her fists. With her tongue, she stroked Sarah's cunt walls. She was forced to breathe through her nose, for her mouth was full.
Pussy juice began to ooze out of the well-licked cunt, and Rita was quick to slurp it up. The sticky fuck cream greased her throat as she swallowed it. She found the taste delightful, and worked to get more.
"Oh, hell!" cried Sarah, clutching her own tits in her fists. "You're making me crazy, whore! I can't stand it!" Sarah began flexing her cunt muscles on the widow's tongue, as if milking it.
The hot friction made Rita lick harder and faster. She worked her tongue up and down the greasy fuck tube, tantalizing the many nerves located there. She also wreaked havoc upon the woman's swollen cit and made the little fuck button pulsate as if ready to explode.
Pussy juices, churned into soup by the widow's hard-fucking tongue, started squishing loudly and lewdly. Rita knew the little blonde was close to the edge.
"Yessss!" cried Sarah, her tongue hanging from her mouth. "I'm coming! I'm coming! I'm coming!"
She shook her head and bounced her pussy as her orgasm swept through her. Hot cunt juices began to flow out and flood the widow's open mouth.
Rita lapped up the flowing fuck honey and gulped it down. As she flicked her tongue here and there inside the erupting cunt, Sarah writhed above her. She could hear the woman drooling and whimpering, and she could feel the woman's cunt contracting against her lips and tongue.
What joys she must be experiencing, thought Rita. And the widow was satisfied that she had fully compensated Sarah for having fucked her husband.
However, Sarah obviously felt that she still had a lot more due her. The tingling sensations had not yet vanished from her cunt when Sarah shifted around so she could jam her plump tits into Rita's mouth. The firm pointed tit mounds with their big pink nipples were rock hard and very swollen. They also still bore finger marks. Sarah groaned deliriously as she tried to force the widow to suck her tits.
"My husband no doubt sucked your tits," said Sarah. "So you can now suck mine. Tit for tat."
Rita, again wanting to keep the peace, opened her mouth and sucked one rubbery nipple. The pink nip pulsated against the roof of her mouth.
Leaning over the widow, Sarah winced and groaned as she offered up her tits to be sucked. Rita's teeth were very sharp and they filled her tit with unnerving shocks. These shocking sensations coursed through her tits and then the rest of her body. She felt as if a thousand tiny fingers Rita circled the ass pucker, caressing it. Her tongue tantalized the many nerves located there, until Sarah began squirming.
Rita teased Sarah's asshole again and again, applying pressure at time, then withdrawing. She loved the way the tiny ass ring yielded to her tongue just enough to give her a sample of what was inside the shit tunnel, before snapping shut again. It was as if Sarah were doing some teasing of her own.
She kept pushing at the shitter, her thrusts growing more and more forceful. Soon Sarah was pushing back, as if anxious to feel the widow's hot tongue deep inside her asshole. She gave the farm woman what the woman wanted.
"Iiieeee!" screamed Sarah when the widow's tongue plunged through her ass ring and slid up her shit chute. "Oh, fuuuuck!"
Sarah teetered for several seconds as tingling sensations coursed through her ass. The widow's tongue reminded her of a branding iron. She welcomed it deep in her asshole as she threw back her head and continued to fondle her own tits.
Rita fucked her tongue as deep as she could, then began slithering it round and round the greasy shit hole. She stretched the woman's shit hole in all directions, her actions loosening the clinging ass muscles and popping the sticky shit juices.
"Aaagh!" groaned Sarah. "That feels so good. My husband doesn't even have the courage to stick his tongue that deep. His prick, yes. But not his tongue."
Sarah moved her firm tits round and round as she swam in ecstasy. Delightful ripples of pleasure rolled up and down her body, exciting her. She felt as if she were floating on air. She began bouncing in order to increase the pleasure.
Soft squishing noises drifted up to her ears, and Sarah found them wonderfully wicked. She closed her eyes and swung her head from side to side as she tuned in to the naughty music.
She breathed deeply, inhaling the strong odor of the animals. Pictures of the ram ass-fucking Rita flashed through her mind. It was quite a sight, and now she could not help but think about it as the widow's long tongue slid up and down her shit tube.
Sarah started rotating her ass, moving it round and round just above Rita's hot tongue. She forced the widow to lick every crack and crevice of her shitter. And she loved every stroke.
Sarah quickly moved her hands down to her open cunt. With the widow's tongue still fucking away at her asshole, Sarah began playing with her own cunt hole.
"Aaaagh!" she cried, now burning at both ends. "Oh, fuck!" She spread her thighs wider to open her cunt even more as she massaged her cunt lips.
Rita saw the little blonde's fingers working away, and she realized the woman was trying to bring herself off. This excited Rita even more, and she started thrusting her tongue harder, determined to do her part to make Sarah come.
Sarah, her tongue circling her lips in a passionate manner, continued to play with herself. With her ass balanced precariously the widow's head, she moved the middle finger of each hand into her own cunt crack and began fondling her cunt. She scraped her cut with her fingernails until the sucker swelled up and started throbbing. Then she began knocking her clit this way and that, as if trying to pluck it right off. She groaned and gasped again and again as her fuck juices swirled through her cunt.
Then, with Rita's tongue still fucking in and out of her shit hole, Sarah began rolling her clit round and round with both fingers. The cit throbbed hotly, more than it had ever throbbed in her life. Crazy sensations burst through her fuck hole, pounding at the dam holding back her fuck juices. She almost lost her balance several times as she tried to bring herself off.
"Ungh!" she groaned. Then she screamed as violent spasms seized her cunt and made the hairy fucker boil over. "I'm coming! Oh, sweet mother-fucker, I'm coming!"
Then she creamed, and soaked her fingers as well as her cit, her pussy lips, and her inner thighs. She cried out one last time before collapsing to the straw-littered floor.
Rita was shocked when the farm woman went into orgasmic convulsions. She, herself, had never been able to bring herself off with her fingers, so it was a thrill to see someone else do it.
The two rested a few minutes, then began to dress themselves. As Rita zipped up her jeans, she looked over at Sarah, wondering what the woman was thinking. While it was true that they had shared a few moments of intimacy together, there was still the matter of Rita having fucked the little blonde's husband. No doubt about it, Rita knew that her future here at the farm was very much in jeopardy. And that thought sad dened her very much.
"I suppose you want me to go back to the house and pack my bags?" asked Rita, when they were finished dressing.
"Now, why on earth would I want you to do that?" answered Sarah." You've only been here a few days." "But I fucked your husband behind your back. Surely that's reason enough."
"Yes, well, I'm still upset about that," said Sarah. "But not as upset as I was earlier. Your hot tongue cooled my temper, somewhat. And we girls know how hard it is to find a good cunt eater, don't we, Rita? Well, now that I've found one, I'm not about to send her away." Then she grinned. "Besides, I'm not exactly the faithful housewife Roy thinks I am. I get my share of cock on the side. Why do you think I stayed so long in town that day? Hell, those guys down at the pool hail really know how to please a girl."
"Why, you naughty girl! I would never have guessed," said Rita. "But remember, I fucked your animals, too. Aren't you still mad about that?"
"I would rather you fucked my animals than my husband," Sarah answered. "Now come, let's go take a shower together. I'd like to get my cunt licked one more time before Roy comes in from the fields."
CHAPTER SIX
Rita's run-in with Sarah happened on a Wednesday. On Friday of the same week, Rita was horny again. But not for Sarah; Rita's pussy craved something long and fat and hot. The bigger, the better. And she knew exactly where to find that something, This time, she went to the trouble of locking the barn door, so no one could sneak up on her again. She had already been surprised once with an animal prick up her asshole, and once was her small hand up and down the emerging cock shaft.
"Wow," she said, dropping to her knees. "This is fun."
The widow, with a cock all her own once again, moved her hand from the animal's fat balls to his fat prick head and then back again, as fast as she could. Her hand was almost invisible, so quickly did it move.
The beast's big balls hammered the back of her hand, while his prick head repeatedly slipped in and out of her jacking fist. Donkey jizz greased her palm and fingers. She kept jerking the fucker, until finally the giant cock swelled up and protruded farther from the hairy bag protecting it.
"Oh, shit!" she said when she saw the full size of the hard cock. "What a monster!"
She whipped the donkey cock some more, still pumping it up. Lewd squishing noises and the sounds of balls slapping against bare flesh filled the stall.
Her hand became a blur as it raced up and down the fat greasy donkey cock. She soon churned the oozing jizz into bubbly froth, and the disgusting concoction sprayed everywhere, coating the donkey's belly and the widow's hand and arm. Some cum even soaked the straw beneath them, adding to its nostril-burning enough for her She didn't need that kind of embarrassment.
The donkey was her next choice.
She had already fucked the goat and ram, and while the horse had a huge cock, she didn't think it was worth getting her back broken for. She knew that only a very foolish girl-or a very horny one-would try to fuck something as heavy as a horse.
So that left the donkey as the only other animal with a big cock. The donkey was squat and not too pretty, but he had a cock as fat as anything the widow had ever seen. She entered his stall on shaky legs and started petting him. His brown coat was smooth and shiny; his white underbelly, wiry. The hairy mane on the back of his neck was like a long paintbrush that had been dipped in black paint and allowed to dry. Rita ran her hands over every inch of the animal, so as to make friends with him.
"You're quite a stud, old boy," she said as she moved her hands underneath the donkey to examine his cock and balls. "A cock like that could really give me fits. Damn! Just looking at it makes me want to cream in my panties."
Rita then wrapped her hand around the, hairy cock sheath and started shaking the fucker. The hairs scratched her fingers and made her feel uneasy, but she continued, repeatedly jerking.
"Boy, that cock looks good enough to eat," she said. "And I think I will eat it."
Rita, grinning wickedly, moved her fist down to the cock root, pulling back the cock sheath at the same time. With the big prick fully exposed, she then leaned under the animal and clamped her lips around the swollen brown cock knob.
The flavor was striking and unusual; instead of repelling her, it compelled her to deep-throat the donkey prick. Her lips moved down the slippery cock shaft slowly and steadily.
As she sucked down the cock, she breathed in the rich aroma and found it stimulating. It was unlike anything she had ever smelled before. It made her senses swirl, and by the time she had sucked the cock all the way down, she felt very woozy.
She held the donkey prick deep in her mouth. The fat cock head pressed into the back of her throat, while the thick cock root stretched her lips wide. She breathed deeply through her nose as she enjoyed the greasy fuck pole.
When the cock began to throb gently, she moved her tongue up its underside and stroked the many nerves located there. Her tongue danced about freely, while her lips held the prick steady. She was able to stimulate the donkey's prick mercilessly, while the animal simply' shuffled his feet nervously and snorted.
A little jizz trickled from the corners of her widely stretched lips, then ran down to her chin before dripping onto her blouse. She never even noticed. With her eyes closed, she mindlessly sucked the greasy prick, smacking up as much flavor as she could.
She tightened her lips around the cock shaft again and again. With each contraction, she drew out more of the rich flavor of the cock.
The donkey complained about the widow's viselike lip-hold, but she calmed the animal by stroking his balls with her fingers. She mastered him in no time, then resumed her cock-sucking.
Still holding the beast's cock deep in her mouth, Rita began moving her tongue up and down the cock shaft. She traced a wet path up the underside of the cock and jolted more tender nerves. Then she ran her tongue over the fat cock head.
She licked the cock knob and cleaned it of jizz, leaving only her spit. Then she reached inside of the piss hole with her tongue-tip and plucked out a drop of slimy donkey jizz, which she gulped down hungrily.
The aching in her lips was beginning to wear on her. She knew she couldn't keep this up for long. After running her tongue back down the cock shaft and jolting the animal again, she began working her lips up and down the giant prick shaft.
Her head bobbed back and forth. Her long black hair fell down over her eyes. She sucked the donkey cock feverishly, exploring with her lips every inch of the cock.
The donkey's big brown prick disappeared again and again inside the widow's mouth. Her clinging lips massaged every bump and vein, and she savored the flavor. She just couldn't get enough.
With dreamy eyes, Rita sucked off the donkey. Her whole body began to rock rhythmically as her head bobbed back and forth. She steadied herself by holding onto the animal's balls with one hand, and his thick belly fur with the other.
She sucked and sucked, her greedy lips pumping up the cock to gigantic proportions.
Again and again the animal's huge balls bounced off her chin. And again and again wiry hairs delved into her nostrils and had to be snorted out. But the heat and the taste were so wonderful to her she just couldn't bring herself to spit out the animal's cock.
The colossal cock stretched her cheeks repeatedly, only to let them recede again. She smacked and sucked and slobbered noisily as she gave the donkey her best blow.
But the heated passion that had tempted her to suck the cock in the first place was now urging her to spit it out so she could do other things with the animal. Her pussy was twitching hungrily, begging for attention, as was her asshole.
Reluctantly, Rita spit out the donkey's cock and rose to her feet. Her back ached just a little from being bent over for so long, but she shook off the pain and began to undress.
Rita laid her clothes across the top rail of the gate, then climbed up and sat down beside them. With the rough wood scratching her bare ass, she rested her heels on the middle rail and spread her thighs wide, offering the donkey an unobstructed view of her hairy cunt. When she saw him look up at her pussy, she began shivering with anticipation-shivering so hard that her tits started bouncing heavily.
"Oh, wow!" she said, her voice shaky. "Come and eat me, you hairy ass! Come eat my hot cunt!" She inched forward on the rail and gave the animal an even better view of her pussy.
The donkey shook off a few flies, then snorted rudely in an effort to get a bit of straw out of his nostril. But he wasn't ignoring the naked widow. As soon as he was ready, he stepped forward and stuck his big nose in between her open thighs.
"Eeeee!" she squealed as his wiry whiskers brushed against her inner thighs. "Ooooh! Shiiyyiit!" Then his cold nose pressed up against her tender cunt lips.
The donkey sniffed loudly at her ripe pussy and made her tremble. Then he exhaled deeply and made her gasp. He moved a few steps closer to her.
"Lick the sweaty thing," she said, her voice desperate. "I want to feel your wet tongue." She reached out and began stroking the donkey's mane, running her fingers through the thick hairs as passionately as she had once run her fingers through her husband's hair. "Do it, boy. Don't let me down."
The donkey, as if understanding her, immediately snaked his tongue up the full length of her pussy lips, from one end to the other. Rita rose with his tongue, as if the greasy licker were pushing her ass up into the air.
"Ungh! Eeeee!" she squealed, now standing. "What a sweet-licking tongue! Simply wonderful!" Then she plopped back down for seconds.
The donkey licked her pussy again, in exactly the same manner. But this time, Rita held her ground and kept her ass on the rail. As a result, the friction between her cunt and donkey's tongue was much more and she began howling deliriously, as if being tortured.
She opened her legs wider and gave the animal more freedom to lick her cunt. And he licked her cunt well, snaking his long fat tongue up and down, up and down, jolting her sensitive cunt lips mercilessly and drenching them with his spit.
She shivered hard, and blasts of pussy heat rocked his face. But the donkey didn't seem to care about the heat between her thighs; he only cared about the hot-smelling pussy. He kept licking her cunt, his tongue cleaning every pussy hair.
"Aaagh!" she moaned, rocking her head from side to side. Delirious with passion, she reached up with one hand and started fondling her own tits.
The donkey finally managed to get his tongue in between her cunt lips and into her cunt crack. His thick tongue stretched her cunt lips wide apart and jolted the hell out of her throbbing cit.
His tongue-strokes filled her with bliss. She shook her head wildly as the donkey's tongue smoothed out her folded cunt meat and licked it all clean.
The stall echoed the sounds of the donkey's passion. His loud slurps and lewd lapping made the widow want to cover her ears. Her face grew red with shame, and she hated herself for allowing the donkey to do this to her.
But she was feeling too good to make the animal stop now. She opened her legs wider still and encouraged him to reach deeper. All the while, she was squeezing her tits as hard as she could.
With her pussy stretched so wide; the donkey easily found her fuck hole and plunged his tongue inside. She bucked just once, and then her eyes bugged out. If a preacher had been handy, she would have married the beast on the spot.
"Iieee!" she cried as she looked down and watched the beast's tongue disappear inside her cunt hole. "Oh, sweet mother-fucker!"
His tongue stretched her cunt walls as it fucked deeper and deeper. She drooled excitedly, then began pumping her cunt muscles and gobbling up the fat licker. She took every inch of the donkey's tongue, feeling its intense heat up and down the full length of her cunt tube.
Then the donkey began moving his tongue up and down her slippery pussy tube. He tongue fucked her well, stroking all parts of her cunt. His head moved this way and that as he made sure no part of her cunt was unlicked.
"Eeeooow!"shouted Rita. She stroked the donkey's face as the cum rose inside her cunt. The animal tongue-fucked first one side of her pussy and then the other side, greasing her pussy tube with globs of spit. The widow groaned and whimpered mindlessly as her inner thighs got soaked.
Nearly yanking her big tits right off, she started bucking and writhing from her perch on the rail. The donkey's tongue was like a piston as it plowed in and out of her cunt, and she was having a difficult time controlling it. In fact, she soon realized that she could not control the animal's hot cunt-licking.
The donkey speared her pussy from every direction possible, and soon her fuck juices were oozing down her legs. She bucked her big ass and pumped her cunt muscles as her orgasm began.
"Ohhh!" she groaned, and she closed her thighs on the donkey's big head and trapped his tongue inside her pussy. "You're making me crazy! Oh, shit, yeah! I'm coming! Damn it! I'm coming!"
Then she creamed and nearly drowned the hairy beast. Her cum burst forth in thick gobs and soaked everything: her cunt hairs, her cunt lips, her inner thighs, the donkey's tongue and face, everything. She was still spasming when the animal broke free from her viselike grip and stepped to lick his face and lips clean.
"Oh, my poor pussy. It feels as if it's been battered by a huge cock. Wow, what a tongue!"
Then she reached down and smeared cunt juice and donkey spit all over her pussy in order to soothe the tingling and ease the swelling. But she knew she would have to fuck the donkey if she wanted to completely satisfy the hunger in her loins.
Rita didn't waste any time. With her red swollen pussy still oozing fuck juices, she hopped down off the rail and f to her hands and knees. The straw scratched her in places, but overall it was quite comfortable, and she quickly prepared herself to fuck the beast by spreading her thighs and arching her back.
The donkey stepped forward tentatively, sniffing the widow's cunt. His cock was hard, the long fat fucker oozing cum and pulsating hotly. The hairs on the donkey's balls bristled, and the balls hung down heavily, laden with cum. Looking back over her shoulder, Rita saw it all and began shivering excitedly.
"Mount me, you horny beast. Come and get some pussy." She wriggled her ass seductively.
The donkey hopped up onto the strange piece of ass and wrapped his forelegs tightly around her waist. Then he began to hump, thrusting his enormous cock against her cunt mound with vigorous strokes. He pounded her pussy meat relentlessly, determined to penetrate her tight fuck hole.
Rita howled and whimpered under the onslaught. It took all her strength to keep the animal from flattening her. But as she bore his heavy weight, she moved her pussy in an effort to capture his hanging cock.
Finally the donkey found his target and, when he did, he rammed his luck pole into it and nearly ripped her pussy apart.
"Iiieeee!" she screamed, shaking her head frantically. "My pussyyyy! My pussyyyy!"
Rita gritted her teeth as the giant donkey cock filled her fuck hole. The her eyes suddenly bugged out when the beast heaved forward and sent his cock to the bottom of her pussy tube. His fuck-thrust was so great she lost her breath.
Before she could catch her breath, the donkey started fucking. He rammed his fat prick up and own her greasy fuck hole, jolting her tender fuck meat and stretching it out of shape. She gasped and moaned and whimpered. ecstatically, overwhelmed by the hard-fucking donkey... The donkey's hot breath scorched her bare back as the animal towered over her. His thick belly fur scratched her asscheeks and the backs of her thighs. She drooled and groaned through it all, happy to be so completely dominated.
His cock fucked deep, withdrew, then fucked deep again. Her pussy opened and closed and opened again. Her cit swelled up and began to throb hotly. She closed her eyes and gurgled deliriously as explosions of ecstasy racked her senses.
She had never known such power behind a cock before. The animal's balls pounded her cunt lips and the backs of her thighs so wicked ly her bare flesh turned red and started throbbing. She cringed under the blows, but soon began to push her pussy back, to meet the animal's hard fuck-thrusts.
She kept fucking her pussy back onto the animal's driving cock. They met one another halfway, and the resulting collisions repeatedly knocked the breath out of her. But she kept at it, offering up her open cunt and receiving his big greasy prick in one body-jarring jolt.
"Ohhh!" she cried, her tits swinging back and forth beneath her. "You fuck me sooo hard!"
Then his cock swelled up even more, and she could hear him panting as he fucked her. She knew what was going to happen next, and so she braced herself for it, gripping the floor with her hands and knees as best she could.
The donkey fucked harder, his hairy body out of control. Animal lust led him on, and he buried his cock deeper and deeper with each fuck-thrust-until finally he i his cock deep and blew his load of cum into her pussy.
"Aaagh!" she cried, and her eyes suddenly bugged out. "Oh, your hot jizz is murder! My poor pussyyyy!"
Squishing fucking noises filled the air as the pretty widow flexed her cunt muscles against the cum-spurting donkey cock. Cum blasted her cunt walls along their entire length and made her cunt greasy as hell. She shivered under the onslaught, but welcomed more and more donkey jizz into her flooded cunt.
But the donkey's hot cum did more than just soak the widow's fuck hole. It also triggered her orgasm. She began to shake all over as spasms raced through her loins. She babbled helplessly. She rolled her eyes and licked her lips. Then screamed aloud as fuck juices spurted forth from her cock-crammed cunt.
The intensity of her spasms increased dramatically as she creamed the donkey's cock and balls. She was no longer in control of herself. Her cunt muscles pumped madly. Her asshole opened and closed repeatedly. She farted and spit simultaneously. Then, with another loud scream, she fell forward and collapsed in a heap on the straw-littered floor.
The donkey, his cock suddenly free again, soon realized that the fun was over for the time being. He staggered toward the back of the stall and lay down. He had earned a rest.
Once again the widow found herself with a well-fucked pussy-and a guilty conscience. It just wasn't fair. But when she looked at the donkey, her face grew red with shame. She felt like throwing up. She just couldn't believe how low she had sunk since her husband's death.
Rita wondered now if she would ever get her life straightened out. She couldn't go on like this forever. She just couldn't.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Three days after she had fucked the donkey, the widow's pussy nerves were still calm. She would have even been smiling had she not felt so guilty. Yes, she had to admit that the donkey's cock really hit the spot-countless times.
So Rita wasn't in the least bit horny when a traveling salesman called at the house that morning. He was tall, muscular and blond, and he introduced himself as John. His neat gray business suit with white shirt and blue tie impressed her favorably, and the bold way in which he kissed her hand also helped to create a great first impression. So Rita wasn't afraid to invite the man inside so he could show her his merchandise, even though Sarah and Roy had gone into town to do some shopping.
"This is a nice place you have," he said as he took a seat on the sofa and placed his suit case on the coffee table.
Rita thanked him, but then informed him of the present circumstances s he would know that she didn't own the farm.
"That's too bad," he said. "No one should be a widow at your young age. It just isn't fair."
"That's exactly what I said. But I suppose I'll just have to live with it for the time being." Rita couldn't help but admire the man's broad shoulders and trim waist. Her husband's build had been the same. "I'll get you a cup of coffee while you're setting up your display."
"That would be fine."
Alone in the kitchen, she was all smiles. There was a spring in her step. She checked her reflection in the polished toaster, making sure that every strand of hair was in place, and that her lipstick was just right. Then she smoothed out her tight tee shirt and even tighter cut-off jeans before returning to the living room with a tray of coffee...
Rita realized that the salesman was not just another cock, but a possible husband.
"My goodness, you sell ladies undies," said the widow as she set down the tray and gazed at all the samples the man had laid across the coffee table. "They're beautiful. I may buy something from you." She took a seat beside him, then began pawing the scanty bits of clothing.
"I see you're not wearing a bra," he said, in a matter-of-fact way. "Too bad. Those big tits should be supported. Here, try this on and see if you like it." He picked a particularly flimsy bra and offered it to her.
His boldness made her blush, but she took the lacy black bra from him nevertheless, and rose to leave the room.
"Where are you going?" he asked,, gently grasping her arm.
"Up to my room to try on this bra. Where else?"
"Nonsense. Try it on right here. You don't have to be shy around me. I've been selling these things for years."
"I-I don't know you that well."
"Look, you can trust me. I'm an experienced salesman. Now stop acting foolish and put on the bra."
She quickly pulled off her tee shirt and laid it beside her on the sofa. Then, without hesitating, she grabbed up the bra and began to fit it around her jutting tits.
"Here, let me help you," he said, and he reached for the bra. "These things can be tricky." He attempted to fit the bra around her.
In no time, John's hands were up against the widow's tits, his palms pressing firmly into her softly yielding mounds of tit flesh.
"Yes, that's a perfect fit," he said, fastening the straps. "It looks great on.you." His hands then dropped to her bare thighs as admired her half-exposed tits.
"Yes, it does fit me nicely." She wanted to say more. She wanted to mention the fact that his hands were on her. But she didn't want to appear foolishly upset, so she said nothing.
"Now, let's see if I have a pair of panties to match that bra." He fumbled around in his suit case and pulled out a pair of lacy black panties that seemed to be too small for Rita. "There, how's that?" He gave them to her and then watched for her reaction. "Just feel the texture of that fabric. First class. Like silk." Then he smiled. "Hurry, try them on. I'm sure you'll love them."
Rita trembled a little when she realized that the man meant to see her pussy also. But perhaps letting him see her pussy wouldn't be too bad. She had dazzled him with her tits. Now she could hook him with her ripe cunt, and then reel him in-right to the altar She stood up and worked her tight jeans down her long slim legs, then free of her ankles. Now she stood before him, wearing only the flimsy bra. When she saw him staring stupidly at her black-haired pussy, she picked up the panties and held them out to him.
"I'm not used to wearing panties," she said. "Perhaps you'd better help me. Please?"
John gulped loudly as he took the panties from Rita and held them open for her to step into. She steadied herself on his shoulder as she raised one foot and stepped into the panties. Then she placed her other foot into its proper place and waited for John to do the rest.
The blonde salesman's head was inches from Rita's cunt. She could feel his hot breath on her cunt mound. She waited patiently for him to dress her, part of her hoping he was a gentleman, the other part hoping he would go crazy and rape her.
Then she noticed his hands trembling and his lips quivering, and she knew that she was not going to get to try on the panties after all. But so what? Fuck the panties!
"What's the matter down there? See something you like? I can feel you breathing, but I don't feel any action." With her hands on her hips, she looked down at the man, awaiting his next move. "Well, what's wrong? Did a cat get your tongue-a pussy cat?"
John sat there on the edge of the sofa, staring at the widow's hairy cunt. His hands still held the waistband of the panties. His hot breath still caressed her cunt, so she knew he wasn't dead. Yet, he didn't seem too eager to move.
Well, she wasn't about to let this big blond stud go to waste. If he was too polite to make the first move, then she would make it. She had had experience with his type before, and she was convinced that it would only take a few licks of her cunt to bring out the beast in him.
"Okay, mister. Rita understands. C'mon, we're going to have some fun. Just you and me."
Rita stepped back and removed her bra and the panties. Then she stepped forward again and began removing the salesman's clothes. He sat there and let her, doing nothing to stop her or assist her, only staring at her hanging tits and wet cunt.
Rita couldn't get over how powerfully built the man was. His large shoulders and thick neck were enough to please any woman. And his massive chest, matted with thick blond hairs, could crush the biggest tits. She loved all of him, but she especially loved the enormous cock dangling between his hard, hairy thighs.
Though not quite as big as her husband's, the guy's cock was plenty big enough to stretch her cunt and satisfy the intense craving she had had to bear since her husband's death. Just the thought of having such a man beside her in bed every night was enough to make her ecstatic. She rubbed her dripping cunt and his cock for a long time, happily convinced that this meant the end of her animal fucking.
"Oh, baby," she said, still standing between his open thighs. "I'm going crazy. Now that we're both naked, let's do something together. C'mon, don't just sit there. I want you to eat me."
She heard him grunt softly, and she took it for a signal that' he was eager to eat her pussy. Quickly, she pushed her pussy into his face and drove his head back until he was lying flat on his back. By then, she was practically sitting on his face, with her knees on either side of his head. She looked down at his handsome face, smiled, and then gave him a taste of her pussy.
"Eeee!" she squealed when his tongue brushed against her cunt. "That's more like it. Eat some more!" She ran her fingers through his blond hair as she moved her pussy still closer.
With the salesman tongue up inside her cunt hole, Rita clamped her cunt muscles around it and kept it from getting away from her. Then she began moving her pussy in circles, grinding her fuck meat into the man's lips.
She felt John's hands on her hips, but he wasn't eating her out the way she wanted to. His tongue-strokes weren't hard enough to please her, and his teeth weren't nipping at her fuck meat at all. So she took matters into her own hands and began force feeding him.
She spread her thighs wide, gotta good grip on his hair, and began fucking her pussy into his mouth. Her ass moved back and forth behind her. Her tits swung rhythmically. Her shapely thighs opened and closed on his cheeks. She heard him grunting, and she felt his hot breath and wet tongue inside her fuck hole, so she assumed he was enjoying himself.
As her passion increased, she reached down and spread her cunt lips even wider apart. Then she started scraping her bared cunt meat against the man's teeth.
"Aaggh!" she cried out as the blissful spasms raced up her spine. "Oh, shit, yeah!"
Already filled with bliss, Rita jammed her cunt against the traveling salesman's front teeth and started sliding her cunt up and down their entire length. The friction was wonderful.
"Shiiiy she groaned, her heads whipping from side to side. "Heeelp!" She reached up and grabbed her tits in her fists, then began forcing them in circles. "I'm going crazy, man!"
When the salesman began gasping for air, Rita started grinding her pussy into his soft lips. Her hips and ass moved round and round, while she let him taste every nook and cranny of her cunt. She grinned from ear to ear.
Her pussy lips slithered around his mouth, leaving a trail of pussy juice. She saw him lap ping up the fuck juices, and she giggled happily, but she wished he would be a little more aggressive.
"Fuck me with your tongue!" she demanded. "Stick that big red tongue inside me. Stretch my cunt walls, you stud!"
She twisted and turned on his mouth, flattening her cunt lips against his lips and chin and tongue. Friction-caused heat waves soared up her flick hole and made her shiver and gasp. She rolled her eyes and licked her lips as her fuck lust flared up.
"I need more! You're not eating me good enough!"
She tried to fuck her pussy on his nose, hoping it would serve as a cock. But the soft nose only flattened beneath her cunt, so she got no pleasure from it. She felt like throwing a tantrum.. She was feeling so good; yet not good enough to come. And John didn't seem at all interested in taking her over the edge.
"Oh, fuck it!" she cried, her frustration showing. "If you can't make me come with your tongue, maybe you can do it with that big cock of yours. C'mon, man, let's fuck!"
The wild widow lifted her pussy from the man's mouth and moved her body down to his cock. Still straddling him, she lowered her cunt down to his stiff prick, and at the same time, she grabbed hold of his prick and guided it into her fuck hole.
She groaned, throwing back her head blissfully. "Maybe this fat fucker will do the trick. I need it so bad."
"Yesssss!" said John, reaching up and seizing her slim waist. "It does feel good, baby. Your hot cunt is like a rubber glove."
Rita kept pushing her cunt downward, until her cunt lips came to rest against the man's hairy balls. The fit was very tight and hot.
Hoping his cock would be a better fuck tool than his tongue, Rita began grinding her pussy into him, moving her hips and ass round and round. Her tits swung in. circles,, their flesh bruised and swollen, proof of the widow's passion. She gritted her teeth and closed her eyes as she sought to quench the fire in her cunt.
"Agh!" she moaned, shivering. "What a huge fucker!"
"I love it," cried John, his face strained. "Keep moving that ass. I want your cunt to stroke every inch of my cock."
Rita moved her pussy in circles for some time-her cunt walls massaging the salesman's cock shaft, her cunt lips digging into his hard balls. Ripples of delight soared through her, and she began gurgling and whimpering, mad with lust.
Her plump ass bounced across the man's hairy thighs as she fucked her pussy on his hard prick. She winced and gasped with each bounce. It was a familiar feeling to her, having her bare ass meat scratched and jolted by coarse hairs.
She felt his hard cock throbbing deep with her cunt hole. Shivers began racing up and down her spine, and she urged herself on, hoping to come when he did.
The salesman's prick throbbed suddenly, and he started fucking his cock up into her cunt, spearing her mercilessly. He was out of control, and she knew it.
"Aaagghh!" he cried, shaking his head and clawing her big ass. "I'm going crazy! I don't know how much more I can take!"
She hadn't expected him to blow so soon. Hell she was nowhere near cumming. Cursing silently, she began thrusting her pussy downward, hoping to speed up her orgasm.
Her cuntlips hammered his balls, and her cunt tube repeatedly swallowed up his prick. She licked her lips and rolled her eyes as lightning bolts shot through her loins.
Her tits bounced heavily as she fucked up and down on his big cock. She impaled herself again and again, crying out each time his cock pierced her pussy hole and threatened to split her open down the middle. Spit dribbled down her chin as he did her best to stay with the man.
But she couldn't stay with him. His cock began jerking and bucking, then his hips started jerking. She grabbed hold of his shoulders just in time to keep from being bucked right off of his cock.
"Ohhhh!" he cried. "I'm coming!" Then his cock erupted and blew its cum-load deep inside her cunt hole. "How do you like my cum, you bitch!" He kept fucking up into her cunt, stabbing her pussy repeatedly with his cum prick. He drenched her pussy with cum until it overflowed.
"Couldn't you wait for me?" She slammed her pussy up and down in an effort to trigger her own orgasm, but she couldn't bring herself off, no matter what. "Fuck! Fuck!"
Rita kept fucking up and down on the big cock the whole time it was spurting jizz into her cunt. Still, she could not reach an orgasm. When the prick finally went limp, she gave up and pushed herself off of him. She could have murdered him right then for leaving her high and dry, but he was too good looking to give up on just yet.
"All right, John. You got your rocks off, but you didn't do much for me, except to nearly drown my pussy. But that's okay. I forgive you. We'll just try it again."
"I don't think I can," he said, raising himself up on one elbow. "My prick is as limp as a noodle."
"Shit, I'll fix that. A soft cock never stopped me before." Rita then lowered her head and started licking the man's slimy cock.
Her tongue slithered up and down his cock shaft, gathering jizz and cunt juice. She gulped the fuck juices down and kept licking, determined to get the cock hard again. John just sighed contentedly and stroked the side of her face.
She cleaned his limp cock in a short time, leaving nothing but her spit. Then she began circling her tongue round and round the man's prick head, tantalizing him mercilessly. He squirmed on the sofa as his cock came to life again.
When she noticed a slight swelling in his prick, Rita opened her mouth and deep-throated the fucker. Then, sealing her lips tight, she held the cock deep, with the fat cock head pressing against the back of her throat.
He groaned, stroking her hair. "Oh, baby, your lips are out of this world."
Rita held the cock long enough to run her tongue up and down it several times. Then she stopped her teasing and started sucking the big prick shaft.
She bobbed her head up and down as she repeatedly gobbled up the big prick: Her clinging lips stroked every inch of his cock shaft. She made the prick hotter and hotter, and soon the cunt-stabber began to swell even more.
"Mmmmm! I love it! Oh, shit! You farm women are really great cock-suckers. Everywhere I go, it's the same."
But as great a cock-sucker as the widow was, she wasn't doing this to please him; she was doing it to please herself. She just had to get his cock pumped up so she could fuck it. Her hungry cunt demanded it.
She bobbed her head again and again, filling the living room with lewd sucking and slobbering noises.
Finally, his cock stiffened and began to beat against the roof of her mouth. When she felt its stiffness, she spit his cock out at once. Then she impatiently lifted her knee and straddled his hips for another round of fucking.
"Once more, lover boy. And this time, make it good for me, will you?" She grabbed hold of his prick and guided it into her cunt hole.
John was reaching up to take hold of her waist "Oh, yeah, what a nice tight cunt. I sure do love farm women."
"I'm a city woman. And so far, I'm damned disappointed in you. So stop talking and start fucking."
Rita leaned over and sank her nails into his big chest. Then, holding on tightly to his flesh and hairs, she started fucking her cunt up and down on his cock. Her asscheeks quivered like gelatin each time they smacked against her thighs, while her big tits bounced heavily. She threw back her head and started howling.
Her cunt stroked his cock shaft, from his hairy cock root to his swollen cock knob. She made the prick slick with her cunt juices, and soon her cunt's path was smoother.
And the hotter his cock got, the wetter her cunt got. She drooled and babbled as she slammed her cunt down into his balls again, and again. Squishing noises echoed through the air. Creamy fuck froth sprayed all over their groins. She fucked crazily as she did her best to reach an orgasm.
"Ohhhh!" cried John, tightening his grip on her waist. "I'm going crazy! Oh, hell, your tight cunt is too much for me!"
Rita breathed heavily as she continued to fuck her pussy down onto his cock. John bucked up into her again and again, driving his cock deep into her fuck tube. She loved the sensations, but she had a strange feeling that John was going out of control, as if he were ready to come. That would do her no good at all.
"Wait for me!" she shouted as she tried to match his fuck-thrusts. "Make me come damn you! Make me come!" She moved her cunt this way and that in attempt to trigger her orgasm.
But John was far too gone. He fucked up into her one last time and blew his jizz deep inside her cunt, just as before.
He howled, his face twisted in blissful agony. "I'm coming!" He pumped his cum into her cunt hole frantically, his ass quivering with each contraction. "Ungh! Oh, yeah, what a great fuck!"
The widow did not think so. She shivered under the onslaught of the man's hot jizz, but before she could reach her own orgasm, the man's cock died on her again. She loudly voiced her anger, but that didn't stop his limp prick from slipping out of her cunt.
Rita twisted and turned on the man's drooping cock and wet balls, but she couldn't bring herself off. All she did was smear his jizz all over his thighs and asscheeks until there was a sloppy mess. She cursed, loudly, then climbed off him and walked across the room to fetch a cigarette.
"Wow!" he said, sitting up. "What a fuck! I could do this everyday with you. Boy, you're something!"
"Well, you're nothing," said the widow, blowing out a puff of smoke. "You had three chances to make me come, and you failed all of them. Shit!"
"Hey, baby. Take it easy. That's the way it goes." He offered her a smile as consolation.
"Yeah, and this is the way you go!" Rita grabbed the man's arm and ushered him to the front door. Then she threw him out of the house, not caring that he was stark naked. "Take your fancy suit and your mother-fucking merchandise with you!" She tossed them out too, then slammed the door shut.
CHAPTER EIGHT
The morning after her disaster with the traveling salesman, Rita awoke hornier than ever. She lay in bed for an hour, fingering her cunt. But, as usual, her fingers proved to be a poor substitute for a cock. Unable to bring herself off, she finally gave up in disgust and rolled out of bed.
The cold shower she took eased her cock craving a little, but by the time she had donned her cut-off jeans and halter, combed her long black hair, and joined Sarah and Roy at the breakfast table, the intense craving had returned to her cunt. She sat restlessly, eating very little.
Rita volunteered to do the dishes. It was the least she could do, she told Sarah. But, actually, Rita just wanted an excuse to stay in the house.
The widow knew that the only cure for what was ailing her was in the barn. Yet, a guilty con science was keeping her away. She did the dishes slowly, then cleaned up the kitchen and mopped the floor. She was proud of the way she was controlling her throbbing cunt. However, when she offered to vacuum the carpets, Sarah would have none of it.
"You've done enough for one day," said the little blonde. "I won't have you doing all this work when you're supposed to be relaxing. Now I insist that you go outside and get some fresh air. Why don't you take the stallion for a ride? He needs the exercise." Sarah practically pushed Rita out the front door.
"Shit!" Rita said to herself, after Sarah had good-naturedly shut her out. "Sooner or later, I'll have to get animal fucked. So why not sooner?"
The now-familiar odor of hay and oats greeted her when she swung open the barn door.. Then a pungent animal smell filled her nostrils.
She shivered hard, then looked around at all the animals locked in their stalls. She imagined herself on her hands and knees in the middle of the barn, with the animals all gathered around, gang her. Suddenly, crazy cunt-tingling sensations began sweeping through her. These intense sensations gradually over powered her guilty conscience and urged her on to forbidden pleasures.
However, before the widow even had a chance to undress, she heard laughter and footsteps. She turned around quickly to see Roy and the farmhand entering the barn. They had tools with them, the sort used to repair heavy equipment, such as the tractor sitting in the far corner. It was all she could do to keep her disappointment from showing.
"Hello there, Rita," said Roy, waving his hand. "Sarah said that you were going to take the gray stallion for a ride. Do you want me to saddle him up for you before I go to work on the tractor?"
"Er, ah, no. No, I can do it myself. I wouldn't want to keep you from your work. I suppose it takes a long time to repair a tractor, huh?"
"Sometimes. You never know. But with my luck, I'll probably be at it for a couple of hours, at least."
Well, that was: that! There'd be no animal fucking for her, this morning. . . or would there? Shit, the horse's tongue was almost as good as a cock! How could she have forgotten that? And the barn wasn't the only place on the farm where she could have her fun without being seen. Surely, if he searched hard enough; she could find a nice secluded place.
She had the horse saddled within minutes, then politely waved good-bye to the two men and rode for the, far side of the farm.
As she rode, she could feel her cunt growing wetter and wetter. She still remembered her very first ride on this horse; it was ride she would never forget. But she wasn't trying to bring herself off this time. She was only trying to find a secluded place where she could dismount and enjoy something nicer than a hard saddle horn between her thighs.
She found such a place sooner than she expected. She guided the horse up a knoll and then down the other side to a stand of trees. Once in among the trees, she hopped down and looked 'around happily. It was perfect! The knoll hid her from the house and the barn, while the many trees shielded her from prying eyes. Within moments, 'she was stark naked, her clothes strewn about the ground.
"Come on, horsie," she said, her voice teasing, as if she were talking to a man. "Come and eat your breakfast. I have something warm and juicy for you. Much tastier than oats." She backed up against a tree trunk and spread her legs wide.
The stallion sniffed at her hairy cunt, his long neck and head outstretched. She saw his nostrils flaring and his whiskers bristling, and she suddenly felt very naughty. With a warm breeze caressing her jutting tits and with the rough bark of the tree scratching her bare ass, the widow reached down with both hands and spread her cunt lips so wide she bared her pink', blue veined fuck-meat.
The pussy smell was much stronger now, and the stallion began sniffing and snorting loudly. His excitement was evident. He began curling his lips and rolling his eyes as he breathed in the widow's pussy odor.
Then he stepped closer, snaked out his big tongue, and slapped it against Rita's bared pussy. She began shivering deliriously as the long fat tongue slithered up and down her slippery fuck meat. She was forced to release her cunt lips.
The horse licked her pussy eagerly, soaking her thick pussy hairs with his spit. He made the cunt black hairs drip profusely, as if rain-soaked. "Ooooh!" she gasped, throwing back her head until it came to rest against the tree trunk. "Eeeee!"
After soaking the cunt hairs and smoothing them out, the stallion began massaging her cunt lips. He licked them thoroughly; his sand paperlike tongue stretching her pussy lips this way and that. Rita teetered dangerously before steadying herself against the tree.
His fat licker pounded her cunt lips until they turned red. She reached out and began stroking the horse's mane, thanking him.
But the horse wasn't through yet. He worked his tongue into her cunt crack and then up to her fuck hole. She shivered hard and squealed, at the same time rising to the balls of her feet.
His tongue fucked deep, tasting her slippery pussy walls. She began to squirm her naked body against the tree trunk as 'she imagined herself being raped by a giant.
"Ohhhh!" she moaned as the joyful sensations buzzed through her cunt. "Mmmm!"
The stallion began tongue-fucking the widow, reaching as deep as he could before withdrawing halfway. He worked his tongue up and down her pussy tube repeatedly, jolting her sensitive nerves. The isolated stand of trees was soon filled with lewd lapping noises and frantic squeals and whimpers.
The horse began turning his big head this way and that in an effort to reach parts of her pussy tube. He jolted her pussy in places where she didn't even know she had places He made her bounce on her toes until her big round tits and bare ass started jiggling uncontrollably.
"Aaagh!" she cried, shaking her head. "I'm going crazy! Oh, fuck, what a horse!"
Her mind swirling with lust, Rita reached up and sank her fingers in both her tits. She forced the big fleshy tit mounds in circles as she spread her thighs for the horses.
"Ungh!" she moaned, her hair flowing down over her eyes. "I feel his tongue deep in my belly! Oh, hell! I don't believe it!"
The stallion continued to tongue-fuck her cunt. The tip of his thick tongue teased the deepest depths of her cunt hole, while his tongue's root scraped repeatedly against her clit and made the fuck button swell up and throb.
Soon she could hear her cunt juices squishing, and she knew that the end was near. She sank her toes into the soft dirt at her feet, then leaned back against the tree with all her weight. She held her grip on her tits, though, too luck crazed to let them go.
With her cunt juices swirling and the froth soaking her inner thighs, Rita shut her eyes and let the horse take her over the edge. The stallion tongue-fucked her pussy relentlessly. His hot breath blasted her tender fuck meat. His cold nose and wiry whiskers set her nerves on end.
"Aaagh!" cried the widow, her voice shaky, her breathing erratic. "That's enough! That's enough! I'm coming, dammit!"
She blew her cum in the horse's mouth, creaming his lips and nostrils and tongue. Spasms rocked her from head to toe, and it was all she could do to remain standing. She drooled and gurgled, her mind swirling in a sea of passion.
The horse kept lapping up her flowing cunt juices, gulping the cum down. The noises he made, made her shudder, while the friction of his tongue against her smooth cunt walls made her gasp and wince. But she stood there on shaky legs while the animal licked her pussy clean.
When the stallion finally raised his head, the widow breathed a great sigh. Her cit felt so clean and tingly; in fact, her entire pussy felt electrically charged. She loved the feeling so much she wondered if the horse could do the same thing for her asshole.
She decided to find out. She circled her arms around the tree trunk, then jutted her ass back into the animal's face.
Jolts of pleasure surged through the widow's upper body when her tits flattened against the rough tree bark. She trembled and winced, then pressed her cheek against the trunk as she awaited the horse's tongue.
The stallion, after licking the pussy juice from his lips, once again stretched out his long neck and head, this time toward the widow's ass. He sniffed her ass at first, as if to make sure it was worth licking.
"Eeeeet" she squealed, arching her back deeper. "Oh, what a hot breath you have, Mr. Horse. Let me feel more of it."
She did. The horse moved his head up and down, examining both of the widow's asscheeks. His whiskers brushed across her smooth ass flesh and made her gasp. His cold nose touched her here and there, and made her jump. His breath blew across her round mounds of ass flesh and made them quiver.
"Weeee!" she squealed when the horse's tongue lapped inside her ass crack. "Oooh!" She felt her asscheeks part; then a burst of warm air blew into the opening and jolted her. "Oh, my goodness! Shiiiyyyiiit!"
The animal snaked his tongue up and down her ass crack, lapping up the sweat that clung to her smooth skin. His big nose kept her asscheeks apart while he licked.
Rita clung desperately to the tree trunk as mind-blowing shivers raced up her spine. Whimpers escaped her lips, while grunts came from deep within her throat. She just couldn't believe what the horse's tongue was doing to her ass.
She groaned, shivering so hard her tits scraped, against the rough bark. The widow began bouncing on the balls of her feet when the stallion's tongue began stroking her tender asshole.
With her asshole opening and closing on thin air, the widow pressed herself tighter against the tree trunk, even wrapping her legs around it. She didn't escape the horse's tongue, however; it continued to stroke her ass and excite her.
The harder the stallion's tongue stroked her shitter, the faster she bounced on her toes. And the faster she bounced, the harder her cunt mound scraped against the rough bark of the trunk. Soon she was drooling and trembling from the blissful sensations that were coursing through her loins.
Her cunt continued to twitch and throb as she worked her body up and down the tree trunk. Each piece of bark that jolted her cunt meat reminded her of a cock. She closed her eyes tightly and soon could see hundreds of cocks Jutted out toward her, each one stabbing at her cunt hole.
But the stallion was only interested in her ass at the moment. He kept licking, the rough surface of his tongue jolting her ass again and again. She began to bounce in rhythm with lapping tongue.
"I'm going crazy!" she shouted as her tits cunt scraped against the tree bark. "I can't take much more!"
But the stallion gave her more. His tongue lapped at her ass from a dozen different directions. He filled her ass crack with his spit, until the spit was oozing down the backs of her thighs. She shivered when 'she felt the trickles on her bare flesh; they were like soft feathers.
She helped him by moving her ass round and round. His fat licker stroked her ass good enough to make her want to cream. But she wasn't quite there, yet. She kept swinging her ass in circles, encouraging his tongue as much as she could.
"Oh, you're a good horse. I wish I had a dozen like you." She kept grinding her puss into the tree bark the whole time she was offering her asshole to the stallion.
The stallion licked hungrily, each slurp forcing her ass cheeks apart and tantalizing the sensitive nerves around her asshole. He snorted and neighed every once in a while, and the resulting blasts of heat jolted her senses even more.
"Aaagh!" she moaned, shaking her head and scratching her tits some more. "I'm out of my mind. I'm going to come all over this mother fucking tree trunk."
The horse, too, seemed to be at the brink of an orgasm. He began licking her asshole harder than ever, until his tongue was slapping loudly against her bare ass meat.
She soon found herself counting the loud slaps, wincing with each count. As she counted, she rubbed her pussy frantically along the rough bark of the tree. She made the tree trunk as wet as the horse made her ass crack, and she made herself very hot.
"That's all I can take! I'm coming, mother fucker!" She clawed at the bark as spasms over took her body and swept through her. Her eyes rolled and her lips began trembling. "Iiieee!"
Then her cunt, rubbed raw by the bark, swelled up and erupted. Cunt juices gushed forth, soaking the tree trunk and her inner thighs. She gasped for air as she held on tightly to the tree to keep from falling.
While she steadied herself, the stallion snaked his tongue in between her open thighs from behind and lapped up the flowing cunt juices he had smelled. His tongue hammered her wet cuntlips and inner thighs. She continued to cum She couldn't wait any longer, she had to suck the huge horse cock. Her mind twirled dizzily as she repeatedly tightened her lips around the cock shaft. She practically flattened every bump and ridge on the cock.
"Mmmmm!" she moaned, her lips stretched wide, her cheeks bulging. "Mmmffff!"
The stallion teetered, and the widow had to rub his belly some more to keep him from bolting. It seemed a small price to pay to keep such a fat cock inside her mouth.
Rita spread spit all over the cock shaft. I oiled the path her tongue took and made it easier for her to lick the big fucker.
She snaked her tongue-tip inside the piss hole again and again, plucking out drops of jizz. What she didn't use to oil her tongue's path, she swallowed, and found the taste surprisingly good. The horse cock swelled up more e more under her dancing tongue, and stretched her lips wider.
The widow worked her lips up and from the horse's balls to his swollen cock knob and back again. Her head bobbed back and forth as she gobbled up the cock.
Again and again, the prick head fucked into her throat. And again and again, her cheeks bulged, receded, and bulged again. She breath d through her nose and did her best to keep from gagging and choking, while the horse simply blinked his eyes and occasionally snorted.
Spit trickled from the corners of her mouth as she continued to suck the horse's cock. More than once she had to brush her long hair out of her face to keep the strands from getting wet. She sucked passionately, her clinging lips massaging every one of the many, many inches of the stallion's mighty cock.
Not only did her head bob, but her whole body rocked in a rhythm to her cock-sucking. Her tits swung heavily, while her asscheeks quivered excitedly.
Soon, her whole face was sopping wet. Spit dripped everywhere, soon covering her tits and belly and thighs. It wasn't long before lewd sucking and smacking noises filled the air.
But she kept sucking hungrily, with his balls bouncing off her lips and chin, and his hairy cock sheath scratching her cheeks. Trickles of jizz began running down her throat, adding to her pleasure, and she guessed that the animal was close to an orgasm.
She guessed right!
Without very much warning, the stallion began to buck and neigh, and he began to shuffle his hooves in the grass. Rita's hands could not calm him this time, and she wasn't about to stop sucking his prick. So she just let him hump and buck as she worked on his cock.
Then his prick swelled up in her mouth and started throbbing hotly, as if ready to explode. The feeling fascinated her. She bobbed her head furiously, anxious to get a big mouthful of jizz.
When the horse cock finally erupted, she wasn't as prepared as she had thought. The blasted the back of her throat with such force that she began gagging and choking almost immediately. Gobs of the creamy horse jizz poured down her throat, nearly drowning her. She worked her throat muscles feverishly in an attempt to control the cum-spurtin' cock.
Though she managed to swallow great gobs of jizz, much more jizz oozed from the corners of her mouth to drip down her cheeks and chin. Soon her face was slimy with cum, and within seconds her tits and thighs were smeared with jizz. But she kept sucking, milking the stallion's prick dry.
When she was finished, she cleaned herself up, got back into her clothes, and smoothed out her hair. Then she climbed up into the saddle and headed back to the barn.
She had to admit that she felt pretty good, but she knew that a horse wasn't a permanent answer to her problem.
CHAPTER NINE
The tongue the stallion had given her cunt was enough to keep Rita away from the barn the next two days. But on the third day, she awoke with a desperate urge to fuck. Sweat covered her body. Her tits were hard and swollen. Her cunt was swollen and throbbing wildly. She didn't even bother to finger herself. She just hopped out of bed, got into her jeans and halter, and raced down to the barn.
It was early and she was alone, except for the animals. To make sure she stayed alone she bolted the barn door on the inside. Now she could have her pick of the animals, without anyone to disturb her.
The donkey was her first choice. She still remembered bow well be had pleased her the last time she got into the stall with him. She wondered if he could repeat the great performance, or if she would have to ask the rain to satisfy her burning itch. Or maybe the goat would like another shot at her cunt.
Hell, she didn't care. She'd take them all on, one at a time. Her pussy could take it; she was sure of that.
She stripped naked, then went from one stall to the other, trying to make up her mind. With so many cocks to choose from, she was having a hard time making a decision.
Suddenly, a sharp wolf whistle from above interrupted her little game. The widow had heard that sort of whistle many times before, but she sure as shit wasn't expecting to hear it now. She looked up quickly, her eyes scanning the hayloft, her bands reaching for her tits.
"Don't cover up, baby. Let me look at you." Rita heard the words and recognized the voice of Jake the farmhand. Then she saw him walk out from behind some stacked bales of hay. His red hair shone brilliantly in the sunlit hayloft; indeed, his whole head seemed to be aglow. He appeared to be some sort of super being, rather than the dumb farmhand she remembered.
But his faded overalls and bare feet gave him away, and her initial shock and amazement were replaced by a feeling of contempt. How dare that dumb bastard interfere, she thought.
"What in the hell are you doing up there?" she demanded. "You should be out working."
"Today is my day off," he said, looking her up and down. "But what are you doing down there? That's what I'd like to know."
"None of your damned business! Just you get out of here! Right now!" She did what little she could to cover her tits and cunt.
"Oh, I know what you're up to. You're trying to get one of those dumb animals to fuck you. Hell, bitch, why go to all the trouble? I can fuck better than any of them. Come on up and I'll prove it to you."
Rita was indignant. "You go to hell, mother fucker. You'll never stick your little cock into me."
"Little?" he said. "Hell, bitch, just look at this." He tore off his overalls to reveal a very muscular body-and a long fat hard cock.
Even from that distance, Rita could see that the farmhand possessed an enormous cock. She licked her lips as she studied his prick. And to think, she had just about given up hope of ever finding such a cock again-on a man, anyway.
"Well, what do you think?" he asked, standing straight and tall, with his hands Ofl hips and his cock jutting out.
"That can't be real," she said, still not convinced that her search was over.
"Wanna bet? Come on up and see for yourself. The ladder's over there in the corner." He pointed to the far corner of the barn. "Or maybe you just have a thing for fucking animals?"
Rita objected to that accusation. It wasn't fair of him at all to suggest such a thing. She had fucked those animals out of necessity to cure the hunger in her cunt.
Who was he to say otherwise? She knew who he was. He was a tall muscular good young man-with a cock the size of a baseball bat! Well, maybe she was exaggerating just a little, but his cock was certainly big enough to make her forget her late husband's big fucker.
The widow gave the animals one last look, then shrugged and went to the ladder. Her tits swung every which way as she ascended, and she could see the farmhand's eyes upon them. She smiled approvingly then smiled again when he helped her up the last rung.
"Boy, you're strong," she told him, squeezing his biceps. "And hung, too." She reached down and stroked his prick.
"Come with me, baby. I'll cure you of animal-fucking once and for all." He picked her up in his arms and carried her to a nearby pile of hay, where he dropped her on her ass.
"Ohhhh!" she cried.
"Don't worry, I'll make it feel better." He fell down beside her and began rubbing her round white asscheeks.
"Mmmmm!" she moaned, and she lay back passively, with the soft hay against her back, and the sun's rays on her face.
Jake leaned over her and pressed his lips against her left tit mound. She quivered at the touch, but did not object. Rather, she placed one hand on the back of his head and encouraged him to continue.
He moved his lips round and round her fleshy tit mound, nipping and tugging on her soft tit meat. He repeatedly stretched her tit outward in such a way that she began whimpering and sighing. His head moved here and there as he made sure he tasted every bit of her tit.
"Aaagh!" she gasped, writhing deliriously in the hay. "Your hot lips feel so good. Kiss me some more."
Jake kept kissing the widow's tit mound, his lips touching dozens of places. Her tits's smooth texture enticed him onward, and soon her tit was glistening with his spit. But Rita didn't seem to mind as she continued i� run her fingers through his red hair.
The farmhand, turned on by the widow's pink tit, began using his teeth on the soft skin. He sank them in deep and began grinding her tit meat as if be were grinding corn. The widow cried out and bucked, but he mastered her with his superior weight and kept biting her tit.
Rita closed her eyes and gritted her teeth as sharp blissful sensations shot through her up per body. All that nibbling was making her tits tingle.
The farmhand moved his mouth to her rubbery nip and wrapped his lips around the little sucker.
"Eeeeeee!" she squealed, shaking her head slowly. "Oh, shit, that feels good. Suck my tits, you big stud."
Jake began sucking on the little brown nip. His puckered lips and sucking cheeks resembled those of a little baby. Soft sucking noises escaped his lips to fill the widow's ears.
She cried out again and again, but her cries were now those of passion not pain.
He continued to suck hungrily on her rubbery nipple. The smack and slurping noises he made grew louder and louder. Rita cringed as delightful shivers raced up and down her spine. He moved her nip from one side of his mouth to the other, sucking it from many angles. Then he began grinding his teeth into it, until the nip swelled up and started throbbing hotly. When it became too hot, he spit it out and turned to her other tit.
Jake treated her other tit the same way, and soon it too was hard and swollen and drenched with his spit. When he finally abandoned her tits entirely, she was out of breath and writhing like a bitch in heat.
But he made her writhe some more when he ma his red tongue down the length of her creamy body, caressing her flat belly and sunken belly button. He left a shiny path of spit in his wake, and the widow found herself trembling with anticipation.
He ran his tongue through her thick cunt hairs, brushing them to and fro. They tickled him at first, but he soon soaked them with his spit and learned to control them. When they were matted down well, he brushed them aside and fucked his tongue inside her cunt.
"Iiieeeee!" she screamed, finding his tongue unbearably hot. "Oh, shit! You really-know where to lick, don't you?" She reached down and caressed the back of his head.
Jake worked his tongue-tip up and down the full length of her cunt crack. He lapped up her lick cunt juices and gulped them down.
The farmhand then began exploring the soft folds of cunt meat. He used his tongue to unfold them and clean them of their juices. He licked hard, straightening out every wrinkle. Rita bucked hard, again and again, then tried to push his face tighter against her cunt.
"Ohhhh!" she moaned, lifting her ass up off the haystack and moving it in circles. "Lick me, you big handsome farmer."
Jake made her pink emit meat sparkle with his spit. He caused her soft pussy folds to swell up and start throbbing. Soon her fuck meat was red instead of pink.
Jake snaked his tongue alongside her cut and started pushing the little luck button about. He knocked her clit this way and that, then began rolling it in circles. His tongue danced all over the clit as be made the sucker swell up to twice its normal size.
"Eeee!" squealed Rita, and she slammed her ass back down into the haystack. "Oh, my lucking clit! You're a better cunt than that stallion." She wrapped her legs around his neck and drew him still closer.
Jake smeared the widow's cut with his spit, the he wrapped his lips around it and started sucking passionately. He drew the clit in and out of his mouth, while Rita bucked her ass up and down in the hay.
"Ohhhh!" she cried, her eyes rolling. "Heeeelp!" She drooled and babbled as her cunt began twitching spasmodically. She knew she couldn't take much more of this.
He nearly sucked her cunt right off. The clit seemed about to explode as it throbbed hotly between his clinging lips. The widow, too, seemed about to explode as she bucked and writhed beneath him.
But he didn't want her to come just yet. He wanted to prolong the blissful sensations for her. To do so, he reluctantly raised his head and abandoned her swollen throbbing pussy.
"No!" she cried, trying to force his head back down to her open cunt. "Keep licking me. I love it."
"I'll come back to your cunt later. Right now I'm going to let you suck on my cock for a while. I want you get it nice and wet." He crawled up her body until he was straddling her head.
Rita, with the young man's knees pressing against her ears, looked up at the big fuck pole jutting out toward her. His cock was huge, all right, even bigger than her late husband's cock. She could see many veins bulging out, all of them pulsating wildly. There was a very strong cock odor that burned her nostrils, while the cock's immense size whetted her appetite. She just had to suck the big cunt Slowly, she worked her lips around the wide rim of his prick head, until she had the cock knob firmly inside her mouth. Then, holding the cock steady, she began working her tongue round and round the slick prick head.
"Ugh!" be grunted throwing back head. "Oh, yeah!" He grabbed two handfuls of her hair and held her head.
Rita ran her tongue up and down the sloping surface of the farmhand's cock head, lapping up pre-cum and sweat. She made the slick stir- face even slicker, and left it throbbing wildly. She then licked inside his piss slit and plucked out a few drops of jizz.
Then her tongue slipped down the underside of his cock, and he nearly lucked his cock right down her throat.
"Ohhh!" he moaned, and he started stroking her cheeks to courage her to suck harder.
Rita snaked her tongue up and down the underside of his cock. When his shouts of passion became dangerously loud, she worked her lips down the cock shaft and deep the fuck pole.
She held the cock deep in her mouth. She felt bushy cock hairs scratching her nose, and a fat prick head throbbing in her throat. It was such a tight fit; she couldn't believe that she had swallowed the whole fucker.
"Oh, bitch! I can feel the inside of your throat. Damn! I've never known anyone who could deep-throat me-until now! Hell, I can't even see my cock."
Rita accepted his praises as she ground her teeth into his cock root. She chewed on his hard cock meat as if it were a fat sausage, and the flavor that filled her mouth was just as pleasant, as far as she was concerned. She kept chewing, breathing deeply through her nose the whole while.
When his cock shaft began throbbing steadily, she decided to cool it off a little. So she began working her clinging lips up and down the cock shaft, swallowing the fucker again and again. Jake looked down upon the widow and watched his cock disappear and reappear and disappear again.
The widow's head bobbed up and down off the hay as she sucked the farmhand's big prick. She snorted cock hair out of her nostrils again and again. The heavy cock aroma that she continuously inhaled made her mind swirl. She smiled joyfully as she sucked, almost certain that she had finally found a replacement for her late husband.
She gobbled on his cock for a few seconds longer, stroking the entire cock shaft with her puffy lips. This was how it used to be with her husband; happy days had returned again.
"That's enough," he finally said, wiping sweat from his brow. "Let's fuck!"
The guy's words gave Rita goose bumps. They were the words she had been waiting to hear. The empty feeling that swept through her mouth when Jake snatched his cock away from her was soon forgotten as she watched him stretch out on top of her.
His body dwarfed hers. His weight buried her in the haystack. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders, and her legs around his waist, then anxiously awaited his big prick.
Jake reached under her to grasp her asscheeks in both bands. Then, holding her plump ass up off the hay, he guided his stiff prick in between her cunt lips and penetrated her fuck hole.
"Eeeee!" she squealed. Then she began moaning as the giant cock lucked deeper and deeper.
"Hold on, baby," be said, smiling down at her. "There's a lot more cock meat to come. You're just feeling half of it." He kept pushing his prick into her luck bole, inch by inch, until finally his balls came to rest against her cunt lips.
"Oh, fuuuck!" cried Rita. She hadn't felt so good since the nights she had shared with her husband. "Fuck me, you stud! Drill that big prick into me. I need it bad."
Jack obliged. Holding her asscheeks tightly, he began to fuck his cock up and down in her cunt hole. He slammed his prick head into first one side of her pussy and then the other, driving her pussy walls out of shape. She winced and groaned as her loins filled with blissful heat waves.
His hairy ass moved up and down between her open thighs as he fucked her pussy. She sank her nails into the back of his neck, and dug her heels into his hard ass, loving every fuck-stroke of his big prick.
When the bliss became mind blowing, she started pumping her cunt muscles against his bumpy cock shaft, hoping to hold it deep in her cunt. This increased the friction inside her fuck tube, and the sensation sent her to incredible heights. She knew he was her man for all time now.
"Fuck me harder, Jake! Shake up my insides! We're going to be fucking like this for years and years, so you may as well get used to my desperate cock craving."
"I intend to, baby," he said, fucking with all his might. "And in another year, I'll have enough money saved up to buy my own farm. We can live there together and raise all sorts of farm animals. As many as you want. I'll make you happy forever."
"Sounds wonderful," said the widow, smiling and wincing at the same time. "Sounds just wonderful!"
