Most of us lead two lives-real and fantasy. The housewife imagines herself leading a life of luxury, surrounded by jewels and furs. The businessman imagines himself away from the rat race, painting or fishing by a quiet lake. The schoolboy dreams of someday having wealth and power. And then there are sexual fantasies-wild dreams that we seldom expect to come true.
In HORSE-HAPPY SCHOOLGIRL, Lisa, a young girl raised in a strictly religious house, s sent to the Cherry Grove Ranch, a school where her mother hopes she'll get the moral training she needs. What Lisa discovers, instead, is an environment where all her fantasies can come true.
This story deals with a sexual dilemma that confronts all of us, in one form or another. We cannot pass judgment on an individual's solution. We can only look at them with an open mind, seeing how some members of our society face the problem.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
Lisa felt so hot she thought she'd faint. Dale had taken off all her clothing, as well as his own, and now she was sitting in his lap, facing him, her legs wrapped around his waist, her arms around his neck, and they had their tongues in each other's mouth. Her satiny-smooth, very-swollen young tits were crushed to his muscular chest, and his big wet cock, squirming like a hot snake, was trapped between their bellies. She slid up and down, rubbing her nubile young body against him, rubbing her slick cuntlips up and down the long shaft of his cock. As her clit rubbed his hard, veiny cock, she felt needles of pleasure saturate her crotch and pulse all the way to her toes. Her hot fuck juices dribbled down his cock and drenched his swollen teenage nuts, and the air was so full of the scent of steaming pussy that they were both woozy.
Lisa broke their kiss. She was panting so hard, and her heart was pounding so loudly, that she could hardly hear herself speak. "Oh, Dale, I've never felt like this before! I want you to put your-your thing inside me!"
"Up your pussy?" Dale mumbled. He couldn't believe she'd actually asked him to do it. "You want me to fuck you!"
"I wanna feel it inside me!" Lisa moaned. She couldn't stop squirming in his arms.
"Right here on your Mom's living room couch!" Dale wanted to fuck her. There was nothing more in the world he wanted to do, but he was scared to death. He'd never fucked a girl before, and this was all happening so fast that he could hardly think. Only a half hour ago Lisa had asked him if he'd walk her home from school. Only fifteen minutes ago she'd invited him in for a Coke. He wasn't quite sure how they'd ended up here on the living room couch with all their clothes off and Lisa rubbing against him-and now asking him to fuck her!
"She won't be home for hours," Lisa said. She was moving as if in a dream-probably because this was a dream. It had to be a dream. She'd had a crush on Dale Adams since she'd first laid eyes on him when they were both freshmen. Over the years, Dale had become the top boy gymnast in school, and Lisa had become one of the top girl gymnasts, but they'd hardly ever spoken to each other because they were both so shy. Only this afternoon, in desperation, had Lisa finally gotten up the nerve to approach Dale. Today was the last day of school for the year, the last day of high school for both of them, and Lisa knew it was now or never. She had to make her move today or she might never get another chance. She'd asked him to walk her home, and suddenly she found herself sitting in his lap naked, his big thing throbbing between their bellies, and she was begging him to put it inside her.
"I don't believe this," Dale mumbled, covering her tits with kisses.
"I don't either," Lisa said, "but it's happening. I know it's happening. Oh Dale, put it in me now!"
Dale crushed her in his arms and humped his cock against her incredibly smooth belly. Her wet, furry cunt rubbed the lower part of his cockshaft, the naked meat between her cuntlips sizzling-hot. "You're so soft! You're so hot! And I'm gonna fuck you!"
Lisa got so excited when Dale said he'd do it that she wriggled against him madly, rubbing her stiff clit and swollen pussylips against his cock. She thrust her tongue in his mouth and drooled her sweet spit down his throat. It felt so good that she held on a little too long, and suddenly she was coming, quivering all over and going rubbery in Dale's arms as the spasms pulsed through her loins. A fresh flow of hot pussyjuice dribbled over Dale's balls.
"Oh Dale, ohhhh Dale!"
"Lisa, oh God!" Dale's blue eyes rolled back. His body shook against her. His cock pumped like a cylindrical heart and hot cum shot between their bellies and chests. He crushed her almost savagely, grinding his stiff cock against her belly until he'd milked out every thick, creamy drop. The moment his tension was released, his shyness returned and he became extremely self-conscious.
"I'm sorry," he said. "I got carried away. We both got carried away, I guess. Oh God, what a mess!" He pushed her out of his arms until she was standing in front of him.
Lisa looked down at herself. Cum was running down her belly and tits like frosting. Pussy-juice dribbled down the insides of her thighs. "I'll get a towel."
"Don't bother." Dale fished his underwear briefs from the pile of clothing next to him on the couch and wiped the slimy mess off himself. Then he held the briefs up to Lisa. "Wipe it off before it melts and gets all over."
Lisa did as she was told. When she looked up again, Dale was pulling his pants on.
"But you didn't do it to me yet. Please do it to me, Dale."
He stood up and picked up his T-shirt. "Lisa, I can't do it now, not after I already-after I already-you know what I mean."
"No I don't know what you mean."
Dale sat back down and pulled on sneakers over his bare feet. He tied them quickly. "Because it's in no condition to put it in you anymore, that's why."
One glance between Dale's legs and Lisa finally understood. His big stiff cock had deflated like a punctured balloon. All she could see in his pants was a small, soft bulge.
"OK," Lisa said. "I understand now. But please don't go so soon. At least stay and finish your Coke."
"All right," Dale said. He was cooling off a little and not quite so panicky. "But put your clothes back on, OK?"
"OK," Lisa said.
As Lisa was dressing, King started barking wildly out back-probably at a squirrel or something-and Lisa asked Dale if he'd let the dog in. Lisa had gotten her jeans and T-shirt back on, but she was still barefoot, when King came trotting into the living room. The German shepherd went straight to the couch and started sniffing the cushions as if he'd never stop.
"Stop that!" Lisa said, but she couldn't pull the stubborn dog away. She noticed that the cushion was wet, and she knew with what-her pussyjuice. "King, stop it!"
"What's wrong?" Dale stepped into the living room from the kitchen.
"Nothing." Lisa picked up their Coke glasses and pulled Dale back in the kitchen. "Let's get some ice for these."
They sat at the kitchen table, sipping their Cokes, and saying next to nothing. Lisa tried to make conversation, but Dale was the shyest person she'd ever met, more so even than herself, and she did most of the talking, what little there was. Dale wouldn't look her in the face for more than a glance. He meditated on his frosty glass of Coke, when he wasn't studying her tits or her bare feet.
"More Coke, Dale?"
"Yeah, thanks."
As she refilled his glass, she accidentally on purpose brushed her left tit against his cheek and planted her bare left foot on his sneaker. She filled the glass very slowly. When she finished, she set the bottle down and lowered herself into Dale's lap. He didn't seem to mind, so she gave him a peck on the lips. Suddenly, he groaned. His arms went around her and their tongues slipped into each other's mouth. She felt his cock swell in his jeans and press against her leg. It was throbbing again, just like before, and Lisa knew Dale was ready again to fuck her.
They kissed madly, getting hotter and hotter. This was how they'd started out in the living room. Kissing sent pulsations of pleasure to both their loins, and made them want to shove their fuck-organs together and fuck.
"Do you wanna fuck me now?" Lisa rubbed her leg against Dale's cock. "Dale, I'm just dying for it!"
Dale shoved his hands up under Lisa's T-shirt, rubbing and squeezing her tits. "I love you!" he whimpered, his red face misted with sweat. "I wanna fuck you! Oh, Lisa!"
"Let's go upstairs to my room." She threw her arms around him for one last mad kiss before she led him upstairs to her love nest. She went limp in his strong arms, letting him hold her up as he thrust his tongue down her throat. Her bare toes clawed at his sneakers.
The two teenagers were so wild with passion that they failed to hear the front door open. Nor did they notice Lisa's mother step into the kitchen and stare at them in shock and horror. The woman was too tongue-tied for a few moments to speak as she watched the muscular young man fairly crushing the life out of her innocent little daughter and nearly choking the young girl to death with his tongue. She lunged at him with a shriek and caught him by the hair.
"You filthy beast! You animal!"
Dale gasped with pain as his head was jerked back by the hair. He didn't know what was happening. One moment he was lost in ecstasy, lost in the softness and scent of Lisa, and the next moment he was squirming in pain and fear.
"Get out!" Lisa's mother screamed, digging her fingernails into Dale's shoulder and marching him out of the kitchen and straight to the front door. "Get out, you rapist!" She kicked him in the ass and sent him staggering out into the blinding sunshine.
Dale ran. He didn't look back.
Lisa stood in the living room, sobbing as her mother slammed the door and turned to face her.
"How long has this been going on, you little tramp? How long?"
Lisa couldn't say a word. All she could do was sob.
"How could you! How could you! Go to your room, young lady! Now! And don't come out till I give you permission. Move!" She gave Lisa a shove.
Lisa burst into tears and tore up the stairs on bare feet.
King bounded up the stairs behind her, growling. Lisa's mother was staring too hard at her sinful daughter to notice the Jockey briefs dangling from the jaws of the big German shepherd. When she heard Lisa's door slam upstairs, she went straight to the phone to start making some calls. She was putting an end to this wickedness and filth before it went any further.
Lisa locked her bedroom door and flung herself on the bed. The late afternoon sun bathed the bed in gold. Lisa lay there, wishing she were dead. Her life was ruined. Dale would surely never speak to her again. Now they'd never fuck or get married or any of that, and her mother would probably ground her for the entire summer, or worse yet, force her to do church work.
Lisa lay on her back, her legs hanging off the side of the bed. King dropped the Jockey briefs and started sniffing her bare right foot. He liked the smell, so he started licking. Lisa jumped and pulled her foot away, but King went after it again. This time Lisa didn't withdraw her foot. Who cared about anything anymore? Her life was ruined. King could bite off her foot and chew off her leg and completely devour her if he wanted to. In fact, she wished he would. It would put an end to her misery.
King slobbered all over the sun-tanned young foot. He especially liked to lick between the toes. Lisa had never let him do this before, and he was taking full advantage of it now. When he finished with her right foot, he went on to her left. She lay there limply, sobbing, letting him lick all he wanted to.
Lisa started feeling tingles in her crotch. The dog's wet tongue stimulated her sensitive young toes and sent prickly sensations up her leg and straight to her teenage pussy. Suddenly, she squeezed her legs together and looked up. She'd stopped sobbing.
"King, you'd better stop that now."
He made a lap at her toes and she kicked him in the snout.
"Stop it, King!"
He was getting her horny, and she didn't think that now was any time to get horny. After all, the major tragedy of her life had happened only minutes ago.
King made another stab at her feet and received another sharp jab with her toenails. He picked up the Jockey briefs to chew on them.
Lisa couldn't believe her eyes-Dale's underwear!
"King, give me those! Give me those!" She had to knock him alongside the head with the flat of her hand to make him give the briefs up. Then she sat there at the edge of the bed, holding Dale's cum-sticky underwear and staring at them. They were all she had left of the boy she loved.
She sniffed the underwear and got a rush as the aroma of cum saturated her senses. She remembered the feel of the hot squirts against her belly and tits, of Dale's big cock throbbing rhythmically. She remembered how he'd said he wanted to fuck her.
"Oh, Dale! Oh, my love!" She stood up and started pulling off her clothes. She had to masturbate or she'd go insane. King was licking her toes again, but she didn't care anymore what the dumb dog did. All she cared about was the memory of Dale's big spurting cock, of his warm body, of his telling her he wanted to fuck her. Naked, she dropped down on the bed again and lay back, only her legs hanging off.
She rubbed Dale's wet underwear on her face, on her tits and belly, between her legs. She wanted to coat her skin with his cum. She put Dale's underwear over her nose and inhaled the scent of his cock and balls, of his sweet spunk, and her right hand went between her legs to pinch and rub her pussy.
King's head swam with the powerful scent of young pussy and he lapped furiously up Lisa's legs, hoping for a taste of her juicy crotch. Always before when he'd tried to sniff either Lisa's crotch or the crotch of Lisa's mother, he'd got a sharp crack across the head, and he feared that happening again, but the scent of the horny young girl was too powerful to resist. She didn't smell too much different from a bitch in heat, and he instinctively needed to lick her pussy, just as he'd wanted to lick the pussy of any sexy-crazy bitch. As he slobbered all over Lisa's silky-skinned thighs, his prick quivered, completely erect and out of its sheath. It was as hard and sticky as a candy cane.
Lisa lay there with Dale's cummy underwear over her face, her left hand massaging her swollen young tits, her right hand between her legs. She had her middle finger up her cunt and was sliding it in and out, rubbing the wet underside against her hard and squirming clit. Tingles flowed all the way to her toes, which dripped with dog saliva. As Kind nudged her hand with his wet snout, she mumbled for him to leave her alone. She didn't hit him, thought, so he persisted.
"King, what're you doing to me?" Lisa squirmed on the bed, drunk on the smell of Dale's underwear, dizzy with her own horniness.
She pumped her middle finger in and out of her slick, sucking pussy. The tip of her finger couldn't quite reach her cherry, but she knew it was there because she bumped into it every time she fucked herself with a carrot. She'd been tempted many times to ram the carrot in deeper and take her own cherry, but she'd never had the courage. She knew it would hurt. Besides, she really wanted her cherry to be ripped by a boy's cock-by Dale's cock-not by some stupid carrot. "King, stop it!"
The dog slobbered all over her hand, trying to get at the sizzling wet meat between her cuntlips. He could taste droplets of pussyjuice, and he hungered for the salty-sweet flow that came from the girl's throbbing fuck-hole.
"King! Oh King, stop!" Lisa was losing strength. As the dog's hot tongue flapped at her hand, as the tip of it tried to get under her hand, Lisa became more and more excited. She was shaking all over, her finger like a vibrator as it fucked in and out of her fuck-hole. King got his snout under her hand and she let got without a fight.
King growled, slobbering all over the delicious furry girl-crotch. The pussy lips were puffed up and the cunt slightly open. A delicious steamy aroma poured from the girl's juicy, glistening fuck-hole. King sniffed as hard as he licked; his tongue slithered up and down between the spongy cuntlips, making them swell even more, and as they swelled, Lisa's pussy opened up wider and wider. Her young clit stood erect out of its tender sheath, twitching and squirming under the dog's flapping tongue.
"Oh, King! Oh my God!" Lisa had never felt anything so good in her life. The fuck-tingles saturated her loins, flowed down her legs, made her toes curl and her eyes glaze over. As King's tongue slurped, Lisa began humping her loins rhythmically, rubbing her burning crotch against his tongue. "Oh, King, lick it!"
The big dog growled, drinking the girl's tart-sweet juices. She tasted as good as any canine bitch he'd ever licked. He nuzzled her pussy and his black nostrils dripped with her honey-like fuck fluids. Spontaneously, he started humping the air, his red dog prick quivering and dripping. He needed to drive his hot fuck-spike up this pretty fuck-hole he was licking. It was an instinctive urge he felt, one he couldn't control. He reared up, gripping Lisa around the waist and knifing his burning cock at her pussy.
It happened so fast that Lisa wasn't quite sure what was happening. She was so dizzy from having her pussy licked that she wouldn't have been able to prevent King's mounting her even if she'd wanted to. As King's claws sank into the tender skin of her waist, she gasped with pain and slid her ass closer toward the edge of the mattress. She felt King's furry loins rubbing the inner sides of her thighs. King's prick jabbed her naked crotchmeat, hot as a branding iron. As King's cock found her fuck-hole and slipped in, Lisa arched up, gibbering with excitement. She reached forward, gripping the dog's lower back and pressing him closer between her legs. Her thighs tightened around his loins. His cock felt like a hot finger flexing and jabbing inside her.
"Fuck me!" she moaned, twisting her head against the mattress as she churned her crotch against the dog's lower belly. "Oh, King, do it, fuck it!" She was being fucked at last-by a real cock-and that was all that mattered. It was ludicrous, the way she'd saved herself all these years for Dale, the way she'd fought off all the other boys so she'd be a virgin for Dale-and now her first fucker had turned out to be a dog, a big German shepherd who was slobbering spit all over her and fucking her as if she were just another canine bitch he'd met in the alley.
King's entire body quivered with pleasure. It was as if he'd plugged his dog prick into an electric socket. The girl's pussy gripped and sucked, so wet and fluffy and hot that King let out a sharp howl from the intensity of the sensation he felt. His red prick knifed between the swollen, brown-furred cuntlips. Pussyjuice ambled from the throbbing girl-crotch, some of it trickling onto his balls like warm spit. He sank his claws deeper into her waist, growling and grunting as he fucked faster and faster, getting dizzier and more lust-drunk by the second.
Lisa writhed, panting so fast that her lungs hurt. The fuck-sensation was so intense that it verged on pain. She felt actual pain too, a sharp pain in her pussy from time to time as King's pointed dog prick jabbed at her cherry. The dog's cock wasn't long enough or thick enough to rip through her cherry, but it was long enough to stretch her cherry and give her pain. Strangely, she enjoyed the pain. Somehow, the pain increased her pleasure. And she took satisfaction in knowing that her cherry wasn't lost yet, that there was still a chance for Dale to get it.
King was getting close. His eyes were glazed over and his body worked like a machine out of control. His red-hot dog prick fucked in and out, skewering Lisa again and again, boring out her seething little pussy and making her naked young body quiver like a leaf. His dog-spit showered down on her belly and tits like hot, sticky rain. His furry belly pounded her furry muff, his red prick disappearing completely between her swollen pussylips again and again. Her cunt gripped his cock so tight that he howled, and suddenly the young girl was squeezing him to death between her legs.
"I'm coming!" Lisa moaned. "Oh, King, oh God!"
Never had an orgasm felt so good to her, never so intense and all-pervading. The dog's cock was like an electrical probe in her madly contracting fuck-hole, sending delicious currents of feeling to every part of her body. Her clutching pussy brought the dog off in seconds. As his hot spurts splashed inside her pussy, she squirmed and squealed, on the verge of losing her mind. He was shooting his fuck-milk into her! A dog was shooting his fuck-milk into her body! It seemed so wicked and impossible that the thrill of it intensified her orgasmic contractions.
King whimpered, jerking helplessly between the girl's crushing thighs, his raw prick being eaten alive by the burning mouth between her legs. The cum uncoiled in his nuts again and again and streamed through his cock like a hot ripcord. His eyes wobbled drunkenly in their sockets. As his orgasm subsided, he struggled to break free-before the girl's voracious crotch sucked the very life out of him. No canine bitch he'd ever fucked had a cunt that sucked like that.
Lisa's legs slowly loosened and fell away from the dog. He went to the door and sat there, whimpering to get out. Lisa lay there for several minutes, catching her breath, recovering. She felt as if she'd just been through a tough session of floor exercise. Fucking sure took a lot more energy than jerking off-but it felt so much better!
CHAPTER TWO
That evening at the dinner table, Lisa received the news that she'd be spending the summer in the country.
"But I can't, Mother! Where can I practice my gymnastics? There's no equipment out there, no gyms."
"I think you've had enough gymnastics, young lady. Wearing those skimpy outfits, doing all. those splits-in public yet-it's really quite obscene. I've never been in favor of it, and now, seeing how it's turned you into a tramp-well, you've spread your legs and pointed your toes for the last time, young lady."
Lisa stared in disbelief at her mother. "You can't mean that! What about my scholarships!"
"Your father's child-support payments will put you through college in well-to-do fashion. You don't need any athletic scholarships. Besides, the college I have in mind for you doesn't go in for gymnastics anyway."
Lisa was even more dumbfounded. She'd been offered athletic scholarships to three large universities. "Are you kidding me! What college?"
"It's a solid Christian all-girl college in this very state. Reverend James speaks highly of it. I phoned the college for application blanks after I got done talking to Vanessa and arranging for your stay at Cherry Grove. I don't know why I ever let this scholarship business get this far. The last place I'll have you going is some secular university. I should have had your application material in at the Christian college months ago."
Lisa had trouble believing this wasn't all some kind of joke, or that she wasn't dreaming all this. "Mother, please say you're not serious!"
"I'm very serious. Please don't argue-I've made up my mind. You'll spend the summer at Cherry Grove-out of temptation's way-and in the fall you'll go directly to college. I never want you to see that disgusting boy again."
"But-"
"You'll love Cherry Grove, and Vanessa will take good care of you. Her riding school accepts only girls. You'll finally learn to ride a horse, something you've always wanted to do."
"That was years ago when I wanted to learn to ride. I don't care a thing for horses now."
"Dear, I'll hear no arguments. Tomorrow morning you'll be on the bus for Cherry Grove. I really ought to disown you, you know, but being the good Christian woman that I am, I'm giving you one more chance. You will spend the summer at Cherry Grove with Vanessa Sargent, and you will obey her in every way. Is that clear!"
Lisa's jaws were clenched. If she had any courage, she'd tell her mother exactly what she thought.
"I asked you, dear, if that was clear."
"I guess so," Lisa mumbled.
"You'd better know so, young lady. Now get this table cleared and these dishes done. You'll be going with me tonight to the worship service at church to beg the Lord pardon for your sinfulness."
Lisa began to gather up the dishes.
Her mother said, "There's one question I want to ask you, and I want you to tell me the truth, Lisa."
Lisa looked up.
"Did you and that boy-do it."
"Do what?"
"You know what. Did you consummate your lust? Did he-did he ravish you."
"Ravish me?"
"Did he force you to perform intercourse with him."
"No," Lisa said.
"Are you sure? If you're lying, I have ways of finding out."
"Mother, we did not fuck!"
"Don't use that filthy word! One more question: Have you ever had intercourse with a boy?"
"No. Never."
"Thank God!"
Lisa was done clearing the table.
Her mother interrupted her again: "Will you let that stupid hound outside again, dear. I don't know what's gotten into him this evening. I've never seen him act this crazy-pacing around like a restless coyote."
As Lisa opened the back door and shoved King outside, she felt a sticky fluid squishing between her cunt lips-King's cum.
* * *
On the bus the next morning, Lisa felt as if she were on her way to a prison camp. She thought about getting off at one of the stops along the way and hitchhiking someplace, anyplace, just so she wouldn't have to spend the summer at Cherry Grove Stables and Breeding Farm. She envisioned Vanessa Sargent, owner and manager of Cherry Grove, and an old friend of her mother's, as being a stricter, even meaner version of her mother. She dreaded spending the summer under Vanessa Sargent's iron control, she couldn't bear the thought of spending an entire summer in the company of only horses and other girls, and she knew that if she had any guts whatsoever, she'd hop off this bus at the next stop and hitchhike her way to freedom.
But she had no guts.
She would spend her entire life between home and school and church, and the thought of just hitchhiking away somewhere, without any money, was so terrifying that it made her heart pound and her face break out in a sweat.
Maybe it won't be so bad, she thought. At least it would be something new-living in the country, in a dormitory, away from home at last. At least she wouldn't have her mother nagging her and controlling her every move. Vanessa Sargent might even be easier to get along with than her mother, though that was un-likely. Any woman her mother spoke so highly of-one of the few women her mother spoke highly of-had to be as much of, if not more than, a tyrant as her mother.
What Lisa knew of Vanessa Sargent was that Vanessa and her mother had gone to college together. Later, they'd both gotten married. In time, they'd both become radical feminists, had become deeply involved with feminist politics, and finally had both divorced their husbands. One day, Lisa's mother had become so excited after watching a TV preacher rant and rave that she'd been born again shortly thereafter, and eventually became even more fanatically involved with religion than she was with being a feminist. Lisa wasn't sure whether Vanessa Sargent had been reborn as well, but at some time Vanessa had used her divorce-settlement money to buy a horse ranch, and had developed the ranch into a successful business operation, which included stables for boarding horses, a riding school for girls, and a breeding farm. Lisa imagined Vanessa with a whip in her hand, screaming at some girl who hadn't followed her instructions perfectly and had fallen off a horse.
It'll be worse than ever, Lisa told herself. If she had any sense, she'd never show up at Cherry Grove. But she knew she would show up, because she was too frightened to do anything else.
* * *
Lisa found herself standing outside a gas station, wilting under the early summer sun. The gas station doubled as a bus depot in this dusty little crossroads town. A couple of men, one of them the gas station attendant, sat on a wooden bench against the station's front, sipping beer from cans and watching her.
"Looks like another girlie for Cherry Grove," one of the men said.
Lisa didn't know if he was talking to her, to himself, or to the other man. She glanced toward the men and nodded, and they both leered at her.
"Want a beer?" The grizzled man in the baseball cap held up his can as if offering her a sip from it.
"No thank you," Lisa said. "I don't drink."
"One of them goody girlies, are ya?" said the man. "Don't drink, don't smoke, don't-" His words were drowned out by the roar of a pickup truck that swung onto the station lot.
A shirtless, blond young man about Lisa's age flung open the door and slid out from behind the wheel. He wore a cowboy hat, faded and ripped jeans, and cowboy boots. He was as muscular as Dale, and tanned a rusty brown.
"Howdy, Skip. Here's another one for ya. A real pretty one, a regular chestnut filly."
"Howdy, Gus. Bill." The cowboy nodded to the two men, glanced at Lisa, and opened the rider's door of the pickup. Before Lisa could say anything, he'd picked up her suitcases and had stacked them on the seat and shut the door.
"Where am I going to ride?" Lisa asked. She didn't know who the cowboy was, but she knew by the Cherry Grove sign on the side of the truck that he'd come to pick her up. "Should I climb in back?"
The cowboy put his hand on Lisa's lower back and guided her toward the truck. "You're riding up front with me."
"But there's no room with my suitcase in there." She wondered why he hadn't put the suitcases in the empty bed of the pickup.
"Sure there is," the boy said. "Plenty of room." He pushed her into the cab, then squeezed in next to her and slammed shut the door.
"Take good care of her, boy," yelled one of the men, and Skip tooted his horn and pulled out onto the road. Within seconds, the truck was out of town and heading across the wild countryside.
The cowboy put his right arm across Lisa's shoulders, resting his forearm on the top of the suitcases. Sweat trickled from his hairy armpit, and he smelled as if he hadn't had a bath in a week. He also smelled strongly of horses.
"Gus was right," he said. "You're a real pretty chestnut filly." His arm tightened around her neck. He turned up her head and kissed her, sliding his big wet tongue into her mouth.
Lisa was taken with such surprise that she didn't have the chance to resist. She tensed up for a moment, but the boy's tongue in her mouth and his muscular arm around her turned her to jelly in seconds. When he finally broke their kiss, all Lisa could say was, "Don't run us off the road."
"Don't worry," the boy said. "I've had lots of practice doing things like kissing while I'm driving. A whole lot!" He sucked in his gut and unsnapped his tight jeans. Then he unzipped them. His cock slipped out like a large red snake, standing up against his belly and visibly pulsing. "Ahhh, that's better., , Lisa's heart was pounding and her face was flushed with heat and she was shaking. She gazed at the youth's throbbing fuck-tool, a maddening fuck-tension pounding between her legs.
"like it?" The boy peeled the foreskin completely off his half-capped prickhead. The knob was flushed purple, and moist as if with spit. A droplet of thick clear fuck fluid oozed from the parted slit-lips. "Why don't you suck it?" He raised up, peeling the jeans off his ass and sliding them to his knees. He scratched and rubbed his sweaty balls, then smeared the sweat on Lisa's nose and lips. "Come on, you cute chestnut, you got a mouth made for cock-sucking."
Lisa had heard girls talk about sucking boys' cocks, but she had never quite believed such things happened. As she slid off the seat and kneeled on the floor next to Skip, she told herself this was all a dream-this wasn't happening.
Skip stroked her soft, brunette hair. "Let's see if you suck prick as good as you suck tongue." He pressed down on her head until her nose was rubbing his prick-knob.
The male smells made Lisa dizzy. There was the scent of sweaty balls and the scent of uncut prick. She wrinkled her nose, feeling slightly nauseated by the potency of the smells. At the same time, the smells excited her, made her salivate. She wrapped her left hand around the thick shaft of Skip's cock and gripped his firm, sweaty balls with her left hand. She began to rub his moist dick-knob on her lips and cheeks.
Skip breathed heavily and shakily. He pulled the pickup off the road and turned off the ignition. Then he leaned back, clasping his hands behind his head as he watched Lisa work on his pulsating prick. The lube bubbled out of his cock like sap. His nuts throbbed and squirmed on their sac as Lisa massaged them.
"Lick, baby! Come on, slurp on that thing!"
Lisa was drunk, drunk on the scent and drunk on lust. She moaned, nibbling Skip's cock up and down with her wet lips, nuzzling it with her upturned nose. She pulled the foreskin down tight and began to lick the cheesy moisture off the cockhead and off the freshly exposed skin. Skip's prick swelled even larger, throbbing in her hand, its veins standing out as if they would burst.
"Oh man! Oh shit!" Skip squirmed, spreading his legs wider as the jeans slipped over his knees and down to his cowboy boots. He took off his cowboy hat and put it on Lisa's suitcases. Sweat was running from his armpits and he smeared it all over his flanks and chest.
Lisa couldn't stand the excitement. Her right hand left Skip's balls and found its way down in her own jeans. She slipped a finger up her throbbing cunt and started to jerk herself off. At the same time, she opened her mouth as wide as it would go and forced it down over Skip's enormous cockhead.
"Oh yeah, suck it!" Skip pressed on Lisa's head, forcing her to swallow more of his cock.
Her lips, stretched thinly, slid farther down the veiny cockshaft. As his prickhead lodged in her throat, Lisa gagged, and her spit ran like syrup down his cock and over his balls.
"Come on," Skip said, "take it! Take it all! Oh yeah!"
Lisa couldn't breathe. She feared she would choke to death. Her face was turning purple, about the same color as Skip's cockhead. Skip let up for a moment and allowed her to gulp air. When he resumed pressing down on her head, her throat relaxed and his cock slid. Her lips moved slowly down around his cockshaft until her nose was buried in his groin hair. His prick throbbed in her throat. She couldn't believe she'd managed to swallow the whole thing.
"Suck it, lick it!" Skip took Lisa's head in his two hands and began to work her mouth and throat up and down on his cock. Her lips rippled over his prick-veins. His hot cockhead massaged her gullet. "Slide that hot tongue around. Oh yeah, that's it!"
Lisa made smacking sounds with her lips as she sucked Skip's cock. Her spit kept flowing, her lips sliding, her tongue slurping and churning. She let Skip work her head up and down as slow or fast as he wanted to. All she did was suck and slurp and moan. Her finger worked in her juicy fuck-hole, massaging the hot, spongy cuntal walls, the swollen pussylips, the wriggling clit. Her entire loins throbbed as the fuck-itch burned between her cuntlips and all through her cuntal chamber. She finger-fucked herself to the rhythm of her sucking. Her mouth and throat tingled with the quivering vibrations of Skip's cock.
"Baby, you're gonna suck my cream any second! Oh man, you're a real cocksucker! You love dick, don't ya!" Skip held her head steady as he humped upward rhythmically, fucking his cock between her lips and in her throat.
Lisa couldn't stand it a second longer. She clamped her eyes shut, then opened them and let them roll back as the fuck-pleasure exploded in her loins. She gasped and grunted, humping her tight little ass as she worked her sucking, itch-saturated cunt on her stiff, wiggling finger. Female fuck juice dribbled into her grinding hand like hot oil. She sucked frantically, trying to get the cum out of Skip's cock.
"Shove a finger up my ass!" Skip moaned. "Come on, quick, ram a finger up my shitter!" He grabbed her right arm and pulled her hand out of her pants and shoved it up under his balls and between his legs as he lifted his ass.
Lisa could hardly coordinate her hand. The orgasmic feeling was still pulsing in her loins and she felt like falling over. She managed to find Skip's lust-swollen ass-pucker with the finger that had been up her cunt, and the finger slipped up Skip's ass-hole easily, greasy as it was with her cunt cream. She wiggled her finger inside the boy and felt something swell against it. At the same time, Skip's cock swelled so hugely in her mouth that she thought her jaws would dislocate.
"Fuck me!" Skip gasped. "Fuck me!"
Growling, moaning, sucking, Lisa plunged her stiff finger in and out of the boy's tightening ass-hole. She jabbed at the spongy swelling and Skip's prong shook violently in her mouth. Then the dam broke and she was choking on thick, hot, slimy cum.
"Ahhhh! Awwww! Yeahhhh!" Skip hugged her head, fucking his flexing cock all the way into her mouth, rubbing the head of it in the depths of her wet gullet, spurting gobs of fuck cream into her stomach as she swallowed frantically to keep from choking to death. "Eat it, baby, eat it all!"
Lisa thought the flow of cum would never stop. The boy's huge prick pulsed and flexed in her mouth repeatedly, shooting thick streams down her throat. The swelling in his gripping ass-hole pumped like a bellows as she rubbed and probed it with her greasy finger. Her head filled with the powerful scent and taste of male fuck-juice, and for a few seconds she became so lightheaded that she feared she was being poisoned.
Skip's cock softened slightly as the cum-flow subsided. He moaned, working his veiny fuck-hose between her lips and milking all the hot feeling out of it he could. Finally, he pushed Lisa away and slumped back, catching his breath. His face and torso gleamed with sweat.
Lisa sat back, licking the cum off her lips. She saw that some cum had dribbled onto Skip's balls, so she leaned forward and licked it off.
Skip stroked her chestnut hair. "Baby, you're a born cocksucker. You can't get enough of that cum, can ya? Well, don't worry, you're gonna have yourself a ball at Cherry Grove."
"What do you mean?"
"I just mean, you're gonna have yourself a ball. There's a lot of prick and a lot of cum at Cherry Grove." He lifted his ass and pulled up his jeans.
Lisa climbed up on the seat beside him. She was puzzled. "I thought Cherry Grove was a riding school for girls only."
"You're right," Skip said. "Just girls. All them girls-and me-and lots of stallions." He started the truck.
Lisa frowned. What was he talking about?
"Oh," she said, pretending to understand. She didn't want to make Skip think she was a dummy.
He put his arm around her and pulled the truck out onto the road. Lisa leaned close to him, stroking his muscular belly, wondering if she'd dare put her hand down his pants and feel his big sweaty prick. Despite her recent orgasm, her teenage cunt throbbed and itched. She needed Skip's big, throbbing cowboy cock between her legs.
She needed to be fucked!
CHAPTER THREE
They arrived at Cherry Grove before Lisa had the chance to seduce Skip. She'd managed to get her hand down in his jeans, and she was rubbing and squeezing his hard cock and licking his nipples when he pulled up in front of a locked steel gate. As he slid out of the truck to unlock the gate, Lisa's hand slipped out of his pants. Her heart was pounding so hard and she was so excited that she had trouble at first focusing her eyes enough to read CHERRY
GROVE RANCH on the arch above the locked gate. Skip returned to the truck, drove it through the open gate, then jumped out again and relocked the gate.
"We board a lot of prize stallions," he said as he got back in. "We don't allow visitors without an appointment. This is a real private operation. Me and mom like it that way."
"Mom?"
"Don't you know? My mom runs this place. Vanessa Sargent. I thought my mom and yours were old friends."
"Oh. Well, they are. Sure." Lisa hadn't guessed that Skip was Vanessa's son. "Of course I knew. I'm just tired after that long bus ride. My mind's not working quite right."
They drove up a long, winding, hilly road, going almost a mile before they came in sight of the ranch buildings. The ranch sat in a valley, surrounded by rolling green hills. Horses were scattered over the hillside like grazing sheep. Here and there, Lisa could make out riders on the horses.
They were descending the road toward the ranch buildings when Skip brought the pickup to an abrupt stop. In the pasture on the left side of the dirt road, a snorting chestnut stallion was mounting a white filly. The stallion's enormous red cock resembled a sword as he plunged it up the filly's cunt. The filly whinnied, trembling under the weight of the rutting stallion as he leaned over her, humping wildly, ramming his enormous horse cock in and out.
"Give it to her, big boy!" Skip yelled out the window. "Make her feel it!"
Lisa stared, entranced. She'd never seen anything like it. She watched the muscles of the stallion's flanks ripple as he fucked his cock in relentlessly. His tail was in the air, and Lisa could see his balls swollen like grapefruit. His hard cock gleamed, wet with the filly's fuck-juices. Suddenly, he snorted loudly and his flanks quivered.
"Pump her full of it!" Skip yelled. "That's it, big boy!" He laughed as he watched the stallion shoot a load up the filly's cunt.
The stallion finally dismounted, his long cock hanging under him like a red hose, dripping with cum and the filly's fuck juices. He sniffed the filly's cunt, then licked it. The filly trotted away, and the stallion put his head down to the grass to eat.
"How'd you like it?" Skip glanced at Lisa suggestively.
"Interesting," Lisa said-the first word that came into her mind.
Skip broke up, laughing. "Interesting, huh? That's a good one. Interesting. I like you, Lisa. You got a good mouth-one that sucks real good, but it ain't always jabbering. I hate girls with loud mouths. I like girls that suck good."
"Thank you," Lisa said, and that broke up Skip again.
When he stopped laughing, he said that he was glad she found what they'd just seen "interesting" because she was going to be seeing a hell of a lot more of it. "This ain't just a riding school. It's a breeding farm. I been watching horses fucking since before I could crawl, and I still get off on it. Makes me wanna do the same thing myself-if you know what I mean."
Me too, Lisa thought, but she wasn't brave enough to say it. Skip threw the truck in gear and they took off toward the buildings below.
A remodeled barn served as the girls' dormitory. The barn had been sectioned off into rooms, with two beds per room. Skip told Lisa which room would be hers, then said he'd see her later and left her to explore her new summer home. The dormitory was completely unoccupied this afternoon, all the girls being out riding, or whatever else they did at Cherry Grove. Lisa snooped all through the dormitory, both upstairs and downstairs, checking out the bathrooms as well as the private rooms of the other girls. She was somewhat shocked to see obscene graffiti on the bathroom walls-drawings of erect cocks, of naked females with huge tits, of stallions with spurting erections. She was equally shocked to see magazine photographs of naked men on the dorm-room walls of some of the girls, hanging right alongside photographs of stallions. She couldn't believe Vanessa Sargent would allow such a thing. It was obvious that Vanessa never set foot in this dormitory.
Lisa sauntered out into the sunshine. It was so quiet out here, over a mile from the nearest road, that Lisa could actually hear insects buzzing and wind in the grass. Far off, she heard girlish shrieks and laughter, the snorting and whinnying of horses. Somewhere near, a dog whined. She pulled off her shoes and wandered barefoot around the ranch grounds. There were stables, corrals, a few horses munching grain from feeding troughs. Then there was Vanessa Sargent's big white house. After wandering around the grounds awhile and meeting nobody, Lisa began to get restless, and she found herself wandering in the direction of the house. She thought about climbing the steps to the front porch and knocking on the front door, but she chickened out. Instead, she found herself wandering around to the back of the house. She stopped abruptly at the sound of voices.
"Hammer it, stud! Come on, put some thrust into it!"
"Bitch! What you think I am, some kind of machine?"
Lisa peered in the open window closest to her to see a woman tossing her head and laughing. But that wasn't all the woman was doing. She was on her hands and knees on a large bed, not a stitch of clothing on her voluptuous ripe body, her long blonde hair hanging nearly to the mattress, her huge tits swaying and wobbling like milk-swollen udders, her naked ass turned up high and churning wildly. Behind the woman, and mounted on her like a stallion on a mare was Skip, stark naked, his thick cock plunging in and out of the woman's cunt. Skip's dirty fingernails clawed the woman's ass as he hung onto it and smacked his hard belly against it.
"You're my slave boy, that's what you are. And when I tell you to ram, you ram." The woman jerked her ass backward in rhythm to the boy's fucking, intensifying the collisions of his stomach with her ass. A sticky, grayish-white fluid ran from the woman's cunt, drenching Skip's brown nuts, trickling down the woman's legs.
"You're a fucking slut!" Skip growled. "How many stinking pricks you had up your cunt today, lady? How many, slut?"
The woman giggled. "Now, Skippy, is that any way to talk to your own mother?"
Lisa's mouth, which had been hanging open ever since she'd first peered in the window, dropped so far that her jaw almost fell off. That couldn't be Vanessa Sargent! It just couldn't! And Skip couldn't be fucking his own mother! It just wasn't possible!
"Fucking old mare!" Skip slapped Vanessa's ass with the flats of his hands, hard stinging slaps that made Vanessa gasp.
Vanessa arched her back, gyrated her ass, which was turning pinker by the second as Skip's strong hands slammed back and forth across it. Skip rammed so fast that Lisa could hardly see his cock, which made high-speed squishing noises in Vanessa's drooling twat.
"Baby, oh, baby!" Vanessa's eyes rolled back. She looked delirious. "You're the best! You've always been the best!"
"Yeahhhhh!" Skip growled, fucking in so hard that Lisa expected to see the head of his cock come out Vanessa's gaping mouth.
"Ohhhhhh, darrrrlingggg!" Vanessa started shaking. Her toes curled fiercely. She started to jerk.
"Uhhh! Uhhhhhh!" Skip collapsed on Vanessa's back, his loins pumping spastically, his own toes curling as he emptied his load up his mother's contracting pussy.
Mother and son were glued together, grunting with pleasure as their mutual orgasms swept through their loins, both of them vibrating as if they'd been plugged in to electrical sockets. Vanessa finally collapsed flat out on the bed, taking Skip with her, and the boy humped at her ass long after they'd both stopped coming. At last, he rolled off her, his cock flopping in the air like a fat, slime-coated fish.
"Marvelous!" Vanessa sighed. She flipped over on her back and rested against a pile of pillows as she reached for a cigarette.
Skip lay next to her, his eyes closed, his chest and belly heaving. He squeezed his half-hard cock and gently pulled.
Vanessa took a drag on her cigarette and exhaled. She playfully slapped Skip's right hand. "Darling, how many times have I told you not to play with yourself? It'll give you warts, make you blind, and drive you insane.
Why do you insist on playing with yourself?"
"Cause it feels good, why else?"
"Good reason," Vanessa said. "You always were wise beyond your years." She took another drag on her cigarette. "So, how's our new recruit?"
"Cute," Skip said. "Chestnut hair and eyes. Pretty little nose. Real nice mouth."
"Does she give good head."
"Fantastic."
"Not as good as I do, though."
"Of course not. You're the world's best cock-sucker, Mom."
"Thank you, darling. Does she have a good ass?"
"Small, but tight and wiggly. Big tits that turn up."
"Sounds luscious! I wonder if she sucks pussy as good as her momma did before her momma got religion. Such a waste-a talented mouth like that purged by the holy fires."
Lisa felt such momentary confusion that she nearly banged her head against the side of the house to clear it. Vanessa couldn't be talking about her mother! If her mother had sucked pussy, then nothing in the world would ever surprise or shock Lisa again. If Lisa's mother had sucked pussy, then anything was possible!
Absolutely anything!
"I suppose I really ought to go out and greet the little darling," Vanessa said. "I really had intended to, except that this itch between ray legs just wouldn't wait. You arrived just in time, darling. I was about to lose my mind."
"Christ, Mom, you're a fuck-junkie! Two hours without a hot prick and it's like you're going cold turkey."
"Look who's talking! Mister pussy-junkie himself! If we didn't have all these girls around here, you'd be out mounted on the fillies half the day-the way I used to catch you before I started the riding school. Half the reason I started the school is so you'd have fresh pussy for that insatiable dick of yours."
"And the other half is so you could get your own jollies with the girls, Mom."
"like son, like mother," Vanessa said. "You're a bad influence on me, darling."
There was a bark and some whining, and the scratching that had been going on behind the closed bedroom door intensified.
"Skippy, darling, do you mind letting Roscoe in before he ends up creaming all over the floor? He does that sometimes, rubs his horny pecker off right against the floor, and it makes such a mess. You did, after all, deprive him of his release by arriving home just as he was starting up."
"Shit! Fucking hound!" Skip forced himself up off the bed and trudged to the door, his big prick half-hard and wagging like a meaty club. "Come on in, shit head!" He opened the door a few inches, and immediately the large snout of a dog appeared, then the head, followed by the rest of the sleek, gray-haired body. It was some kind of large, short-haired hound, and he came in, growling and whimpering, his long red prick quivering and dripping like a sticky candy-cane under his belly. The dog sniffed Skip's cock intensely for a few seconds, then bounded up on the bed, where Vanessa lay, squealing and giggling.
"Roscoe, darling, you big horny boy! What do you want momma for today?"
The dog crawled up over her like a man mounting a woman and settled down on top of her, knifing his hot dog dick between her legs and trying to fuck her.
Vanessa hugged him, giggling. "Such a lover-boy!" She opened her mouth, allowing the whimpering hound to press the end of his snout to it as if kissing her. The dog's dripping tongue dangled into her mouth and she sucked on it.
Skip returned to the bed and settled down as he'd been before, watching his mother with the dog and slowly massaging his own cock. He didn't appear the least bit shocked.
For a moment, Lisa absolutely could not believe any of this was happening. Then she remembered King, what King had done to her last night-had reared up between her legs as she lay at the edge of the bed and had fucked her-and then she knew for sure that this was all happening, that she wasn't hallucinating. She herself had been fucked by a dog! If she could do it, Vanessa surely could. Vanessa was a son-fucker, an insatiable slut. After watching Vanessa fuck Skip, how could Lisa ever again be surprised or disbelieving of anything Vanessa might do?
Vanessa pushed the dog away, forced him up off her. Her face was slimy with dog spit. Quickly, she slid down under him, slid until her face was under the dog's loins. Then she leaned upward, open-mouthed, and swallowed the dog's cock. The hound groaned like a man.
Skip took some pillows and slid them under his mother's upper back and neck so she could relax as she gave the hound a blowjob. Vanessa didn't have to bob her head to work on the dog's cock-the dog was humping, pistoning his hot red dogdick between her lips, darting his cock against her tonsils, against her tongue, against the insides of her cheeks. Vanessa sucked loudly, cooing and groaning as she pleasured the dog's cock. Her right hand slipped between her legs and she started to jerk off. Immediately, Skip slid down and forced her to stop finger-fucking herself. He replaced her jerking fingers with his wriggling tongue.
The boy crouched between his mother's spread legs, licking up and down the long, meaty furrow of her pussy. He chewed on her swollen cuntlips, sucked her clit, forced his tongue up her pussy again and again. He growled like the dog his mother was eating, and his right hand jerked as he masturbated his own big prick.
Lisa had one bare foot on top of the other and was wiggling her toes. Her legs were squeezed together, her right hand down her jeans, a finger up her cunt. Even though she had on her T-shirt and jeans, she felt as if she were stark naked, and her body was flushed from head to toes. She felt the urge to lick and suck, and saliva leaked from the corners of her mouth. She wanted to jump in through the open window, past the blowing curtains, and take a taste of Skip's muscular ass, a lick at his long ass-furrow. She wanted to lap at his balls from behind and suck them. She wanted to taste what he was tasting-Vanessa's juicy crotch. Most of all, she wanted to taste what Vanessa was tasting-the hound's hard, ramming prick. If the dog's cock tasted anything as good as Skip's sweaty prick had tasted in the truck a short while ago, then Vanessa was getting a taste treat. Such filthy thoughts she was having! How could any girl have such filthy thoughts? But she was horny, oh so horny, and her filthy thoughts could not be controlled.
The bedroom was full of bestial growling. The dog growled as he fucked Vanessa's mouth, and Vanessa and Skip sounded just like him, growling like animals as they sucked and slurped. The three animals-one of them canine, two of them human-all moved rhythmically, pleasuring each other and themselves. The two males were feeling wild pleasure, but Vanessa appeared to be feeling the most intense pleasure of all. From the way she squirmed, from the way her sexy toes worked, from the way her tits heaved, their cherries covered with erect sexy bumps-it was evident to Lisa that Vanessa hovered perpetually at the brink of orgasm.
I know what she's feeling, Lisa thought. Only another female could know what Vanessa was feeling. How can she feel that way and not come? Lisa was on the verge of orgasm herself, and if she didn't come now, she was absolutely going to lose her mind. I'm coming! Oh, I'm coming!
Lisa braced her left hand against the house as she swayed dizzily and drunkenly, the fuck-pleasure pulsing in hot waves through her loins and down her legs. Her sun-tanned toes curled against each other, gripping like fingers. Her vision blurred and she breathed heavily, trying her best not to cry out. The trio on the bed was too entranced with their own pleasure and excitement to notice the writhing teenage girl watching them from outside the window.
"Mom!" Skip muttered. "Juicy bitch! Dog-sucker!" He slurped up and down her pussy as she rubbed it in his face. His arm jerked wildly, his hand squeezing his cock and jerking the foreskin up and down. Fuck lube dribbled over his knuckles and fell on the mattress.
Vanessa arched up, her toes curling into the mattress, her loins working as she fucked her son's sucking, gnawing, slurping mouth. She bobbed her head now, sucking the hound's cock furiously as he rammed between her lips. She played with his balls as she sucked him, then probed his ass-hole with the tip of a finger that had been up her cunt. She twisted her hand and her finger disappeared completely up the hound's ass-hole. The hound's nose went up in the air and he howled. His loins shuddered and he started to whimper as he pumped his canine spunk down Vanessa's throat. Vanessa gagged a few times, then glugged down the hot dog-cum as if she'd never get enough.
"Eat it!" Skip mumbled. "Suck his balls dry!" He plunged his face between his mother's legs again, rammed his tongue up her crotch, and brought her off.
Vanessa shook violently, her eyes wide open and only the whites visible. She kicked her legs up suddenly, scissoring them around Skip's head and nearly crushing it. It was as if she wanted to suck her son's blond head right up her violently contracting crotch. Skip struggled helplessly, his face mashed to his mother's juicing, sucking pussy. Then he started to spurt.
Lisa salivated as she watched the jism squirt. The last twinges of orgasm still tickled her cunt and she wiggled her finger inside herself as she watched Skip shoot off on the mattress. How she wanted to suck his prick and swallow his cum! Or, better yet, how she wanted to feel his big cock in her cunt, shooting hot jism all over inside her!
Vanessa finally stopped spasming and released Skip. He folded up and slipped off the bed like a sheet, lying on the floor on his back, his jism-greased hand still gripping his spent cock. Vanessa wouldn't release the dog, though. Even after the hound had stopped shooting and had begun squirming to get away, Vanessa held him fast, her arms around his middle. The dog growled threateningly, but Vanessa wouldn't release him or stop sucking his cock. Suddenly, she was choking. A yellow fluid dribbled from the corners of her mouth. She got control of her throat muscles and swallowed rapidly, before anymore of the yellow fluid escaped. Her throat bobbed as the hound emptied his bladder down her gullet. Finally, she released him.
The hound jumped off the bed, his cock dangling like a wet red noodle. Within seconds, his prick had retracted completely into its hairy sheath. Vanessa lay there, licking the piss off her lips. Then she wiped her mouth with her hand.
"Mom, you're disgusting!" Skip said. He got up slowly off the floor and crawled up over her. As she opened her mouth, he stuffed his floppy cock in. He grunted softly, then sighed as his piss flowed.
Vanessa swallowed rhythmically, glugging down his piss. She had an expression of absolute bliss on her face. Finally, Skip pulled his cock out. He banged his wet cock back and forth across her face a few times.
Vanessa smiled. "Marvelous, darling! Nothing like a cum cocktail followed by a piss chaser. It's a pity, though, you wasted your load all over the bed."
Skip looked over his shoulder at the puddles of cum on the bedsheet. "It ain't completely wasted, Mom."
"Then let me at it!" Vanessa pushed the boy off her and scurried down to lap up his cold cum like a cat lapping up cream from a dish.
Lisa watched her, shocked, unbelieving-envious.
CHAPTER FOUR
Lisa decided she needed a walk, needed time to herself to figure all this out. She left her post outside the window and hurried to her dorm room to dump her shoes before taking off along one of the many trails that led into the hills or into the groves of trees that grew near the house and ranch buildings. The trails were made for bare feet, lush with grass or rich, soft humus.
Inside the dorm, she heard a few voices now-girls' voices-but she didn't stop to investigate. She didn't think she could face anybody right now, flushed as she was and all wound up after watching the shocking things that had taken place in Vanessa Sargent's bedroom. Certainly, she couldn't face either Vanessa or Skip. She needed time to cool off and think and sort this all out, so she hurried out of the dorm as quickly and silently as she'd entered, and she set off along a trail that immediately entered a grove of trees. Within seconds, she was safely out of sight of the house and other ranch buildings, and was padding down a moist, leafy trail under the coolness of overhanging trees. She discovered that a stream ran parallel to the trail, and from time to time she wandered through the trees to look at the stream and dip her toes in the cold water.
She'd been walking about ten minutes when she heard hoof beats nearby and approaching fast. The horses were so near that she could feel the vibrations of their hoof beats on the trail under her feet. Then she heard girls giggling, and she realized that the horses and their riders were just around the next bend in the trail. A split-second before the riders appeared, Lisa slipped into the trees and crouched down in some bushes. She cursed herself for being so shy, for suddenly being so afraid of meeting anybody around this ranch, but all that had been happening to her was catching up with her-her being far away from home for the first time, not knowing anybody here, and the totally foreign and new sexual experiences she'd been having-and her usual shyness had grown even more severe.
"I'm thirsty," shrieked a teenage girl.
"For what?" shrieked another girl. "Cock-cream maybe-or maybe-"
"You've got a filthy mind, bitch," said the first girl.
"Not as filthy as yours," said the other girl.
Lisa peered out at the two horses trotting down the trail, and at the two stark-naked girls riding bareback astride them. The girls' tits bounced and wobbled. Their bare legs were wrapped around the flanks of the sweating stallions. Lisa could see a blonde cunt and a black cunt, the pussy-hair of the girls matching the hair that trailed over their shoulders. The girls giggled and wiggled as if they were sexually excited. As they got closer, Lisa could see pink cuntmeat glistening with moisture between the furry pussylips of the two girls.
"Here's a good place," the raven-haired girl said, and the girls steered their mounts off the trail and through an opening in the trees. They came out into the sunshine on the sandy bank of the stream.
Lisa crawled cautiously and silently closer, peering out between some dense shrubbery so she could watch.
The sleek-skinned girls slid off their horses and led them to the stream to drink. Then the girls squatted down and scooped up water with their hands, drinking it from their cupped palms.
"I always wonder if it's really safe to drink this stuff," the dark-haired girl said.
"Are you kidding?" said the blonde. "After what we've had in our mouths, we could drink sewer water and it wouldn't hurt us!"
Lisa noticed the girls' round, firm asses as they squatted. She also noticed the red, slimy gash between the cunt-slabs of the girls as they leaned forward to scoop up more water. To her surprise and slight annoyance, Lisa found herself salivating. What would it be like to lick those juicy cunts, those musky ass-clefts? Skip had licked out Vanessa like a hungry wolf. He must have loved the taste, the way he'd moaned and cooed. And hadn't Vanessa said that Lisa's own mother had been a pussy-sucker? Lisa couldn't believe it! Why not, though? Why the fuck not? Maybe that was why Lisa was hungering for pussy right now-because she'd inherited the hunger from her own mother!
When the two girls finished drinking, the blonde said, "I'm still thirsty."
The dark-haired girl smirked at her. "Me too."
They both giggled as they crawled under the stallions-each girl under her own stallion and they reached up to pet the long, dangling cocks of the two horses. The cocks stiffened in seconds and began to pulse rhythmically. Each horse cock was at least two feet long, and as big around as Lisa's arm.
The dark-haired girl hugged her stallion's cock, rubbing her cheeks along the prick, nuzzling and kissing. He was a black stallion, his glossy blue-black coat about the color of the dark girl's hair. "I don't know if I'll ever be satisfied with a boy's cock again," she said.
The blonde girl was making love to her own stallion's cock in the same way, hugging it and nuzzling it and kissing it. "Sometimes I think that too, but then Skip plugs his sweaty cock between my legs and I forget all about horses."
"I guess you're right," the dark-haired girl said. "There's something to be said for a boy's cock even if it ain't two feet long."
The blonde milked her stallion's cock from one end to the other, squeezing out thick gobs of lube, which she sucked from the pisshole and swallowed as if it were honey. Her stallion, too, matched her hair in color. He was a golden palomino with a platinum mane.
Lisa gazed, completely entranced by the two girls making love to the enormous cocks of the stallions. This was even harder to believe than Vanessa fucking Skip or sucking off a dog. She watched the smooth, slender-fingered hands of the girls gliding up and down the red, slippery horse cocks. She heard the girls muttering and cooing, kissing the enormous prick heads, drinking the sappy lube from the open piss holes. She heard the stallions snort and saw their flanks quiver. Suddenly, her jeans felt so tight that she would scream if she didn't get them off. She sat back on the sandy ground and forced off her jeans. Naked from the waist down, she couldn't stand wearing her T-shirt, so she pulled that off in two seconds. Then she sat in the bushes, masturbating with two fingers up her pussy as she watched the horses and the girls.
"Aren't they hot!" said the dark-haired girl.
"Yeah," said the blonde, "hot and hard and juicy! I could sit here and drink this juice all day." She slurped off a gob of lube, some of it dribbling over her lips and chin.
The stallions snorted, shifting their hooves, getting restless. They started to work their loins, rubbing their dicks in the embrace of the girls.
"Just like boys," the blonde said. "They can't wait to get off." Holding the stallion's cock like a submarine sandwich, she forced his cockhead and a few inches of shaft into her gaping mouth. Her cheeks bulged and her lips looked as if they'd tear. She sucked, licked, bobbed her head and worked her lips up and down around his cock. All the while, her hands slipped up and down the prickshaft, her fingers rippling over veins and bumps. The palomino snorted, shifting more and more restlessly, working his loins faster, fucking her in the mouth. If she hadn't had a tight hold on his cock, he would have choked her to death.
The dark-haired girl watched her friend suck horse cock a few seconds, then started sucking cock herself. She was smaller than the blonde, more petite, and swallowing the black stallion's cockhead was even harder for her. She managed to get the fist-sized knob in her mouth, though, and she sucked vigorously, rapidly sliding her hands up and down his throbbing shaft, trying to jerk him off as she munched on his pulsing knob.
The stallions got hotter and hotter, shaking their heads and manes, wiggling their muscular rumps, working their cocks in the mouths of the two hard-sucking teenage girls. Their cocks worked like battering rams, and the girls were jerked around and waved like ragdolls. The girls strained to hold on, their tits flapping wildly. Suddenly, the palomino reared up a few feet, thrusting powerfully, snorting, his eyes glazed over. The blonde girl started to choke.
Lisa fucked her fingers in her cunt, staring intently at the blonde girl trying to swallow the palomino's cum. The palomino's cock flexed rhythmically, with each powerful throb sending hot, slimy spunk into the blonde's mouth and throat. The blonde swallowed and choked, choked and swallowed, grayish-white horse cum leaking from the corners of her mouth and running down her tits. Suddenly the black stallion was spurting cum down the dark-haired girl's gagging, choking throat, and Lisa couldn't bear the excitement a moment longer. As the black stallion reared up, tossing his head and whinnying, nearly ramming his quivering cock down the dark-haired girl's gullet, Lisa's cunt began to bite at her fingers and she felt a delicious flood of fuck-waves in her loins. Her pussy contracted repeatedly, oozing hot, greasy fuck juices onto her hand. Her toes curled hard with each orgasmic contraction, and she gasped again and again. Only the snorting of the two spasming stallions drowned out Lisa's whimpers of pleasure and prevented her discovery.
The two horse-sucking girls held on for their lives, working their hands up and down around the shafts of the horse cocks and helping milk the last of the cum and sensation out as they sucked and gnawed. As their orgasms subsided, the stallions started calming down. The girls kept sucking and milking until the horse cocks softened, then let the big rubbery fuck-hoses slip out of their mouths and hands.
The girls crawled out from under the horses and stood up. Then they embraced, rubbing tits and bellies together, grinding blonde pussy-mound against black pussy mound. Their hands roved up and down each other's back, stroked each other's ass. As they hugged and petted, rubbing their smooth young bodies together, they kissed. Horse-cum ran from their pressed-together mouths, ran down their necks and tits. Each girl had retained a mouthful of horse-cum, and the whitish, slimy fluid ran down between their tits and bellies, lubricating their smooth skin like a warm oil. As they kissed, shoving tongues into each other's mouth, the thick cum kept bubbling out like vomit.
Lisa watched in speechless wonder. Now she'd seen everything! Or had she? It seemed that Cherry Grove Ranch provided her with one shock after another. She'd thought she'd already seen everything, but she was beginning to believe that she hadn't seen anything yet. She wondered if there was any limit to the kinky sexual variations that went on here. She wondered what her mother's reaction would be if her mother got even a hint of what went on out here. She'd probably drop dead of a heart attack on the spot.
The two girls moaned in unison, writhing against each other, kissing so deeply with their tongues that their faces were turning purple for lack of air. Finally, they broke their kiss and started licking the horse-cum off each other's tits.
Their hands went between each other's legs and they stuck fingers up each other's pussy, jerking each other off as they sucked tits. The blonde girl slid to her knees and started gnawing on the dark-haired girl's cunt.
The dark-haired girl's eyes rolled deliriously. "Oh, baby, lick it!"
The blonde forced the dark muff open, spreading the black-furred cuntlips until the red fuck meat between them was exposed. She wrapped her lips around the protruding cut, and the dark-haired girl writhed, clutching the blonde's head, digging her toes in the hot sand, rubbing her juicy cunt in the blonde's sucking mouth.
"Eat me! Suck me!" The dark-haired girl reached around behind herself and rammed a finger up her ass-hole as she fed the blonde her seething teenage cunt. Then she finger-fucked her ass-hole. "Stick your tongue in! Oh quick!"
The blonde slipped her tongue up the dark-haired girl's crotch, and the dark-haired girl went into instant spasms.
"Ohhhh yeahhh, yeahhh, oh God!" the dark-haired girl humped at the blonde's face, drooling hot fuck juices down the blonde's neck and tits.
The blonde sucked as if she'd never get enough of the taste of pussy.
When the dark-haired girl's orgasm was over, the blonde stood up, licking her lips, masturbating herself and moaning. She forced the dark-haired girl to her knees and crushed her blonde cunt to the girl's mouth. "Suck it! Tongue-fuck it! Oooh, oooh!"
The dark-haired girl hugged the blonde's ass as she ate pussy. She sucked loudly, munched as if sucking out a juicy melon.
The blonde's blue eyes rolled back. She looked as if she were in a state of perpetual ecstasy. She rubbed her cum-greased tits, pinching the nipples and moaning, grinding her throbbing crotch in the dark-haired girl's mouth.
"Shove your tongue in deeper," the blonde moaned. "Deeper! Oh yes, yessss!"
Lisa tingled from head to toes. She sat on the sandy ground, hidden in the bushes, her legs spread, her fingers pistoning wildly in her pussy. She imagined herself to be the dark-haired girl, whom she resembled somewhat.
The blonde arched her back, gripping the black-haired head between her legs and humping at the girl's mouth. Her eyes rolled back to white slits and she started to shake. "I'm coming! Oh yes, oh God!"
The dark-haired girl growled as she gnawed on the blonde's spasming pussy and sucked the hot fuck juices out of her. The blonde's face contorted with such intense pleasure that it appeared as if she were being tortured. The blonde whined, and the two stallions jumped and whinnied as if riled up.
Lisa lay back on the sandy ground, delirious with excitement and feeling. As her orgasm overwhelmed her loins, she arched up, lifting her hips off the ground as she fucked her fingers in and out of her hard-sucking pussy. She humped rhythmically until she had squeezed out every throb and quiver and tingle, then slumped back, her eyes closed, her tits heaving. She lay there, too exhausted to move, until the two girls had washed off in the stream and remounted their stallions. Only after the sound of hoof beats had died away did Lisa crawl out of her hiding place and refresh herself in the icy water of the stream.
CHAPTER FIVE
Lisa crossed the stream and found a quiet bluff a short distance up shore. Perched on the bluff, she could see across the stream and could glimpse the trail through openings in the trees. She could also see a green hillside rising up beyond the trees. Occasionally, she saw horses and riders on the hillside, and although she couldn't see the riders too clearly, she thought that many of them were riding naked, or at least topless, or bottomless. From time to time, she heard hoof beats on the trail and caught glimpses of girls mounted on horses passing through the openings in the trees. These girls she could see clearly enough-and many of them were stark naked! Others wore jeans but no tops, like a boy with his shirt off. Some of them wore T-shirts, but were naked from the waist down. Only a few were fully dressed, including riding boots. Most had bare feet and rode bareback.
Lisa sat on her secluded bluff, her clothes in a pile next to her, her naked flesh soaking up the early-summer sun. From time to time, she stuck a finger or two up her pussy and masturbated. Her orgasms came quickly, fed by her memories of all that had happened to her since yesterday afternoon when she'd tried to seduce Dale, then had encouraged King in the bedroom. It seemed that she'd lived a lifetime of sexual experiences in just one day, and yet she realized that she really hadn't experienced much herself. She'd been belly-fucked by Dale, she'd been fucked by King, and she'd given Skip a blowjob. Otherwise, her experience had been vicarious-she'd watched Vanessa with Skip and the gray hound, watched the two girls with the horses and with each other. Mostly, she'd jerked off repeatedly as she'd watched others doing the real thing.
"I wanna be fucked," she said. "I want a cock up my pussy-a big cock, bigger than a dog's, at least as big as Skip's." For a moment, she tried to imagine taking a horse cock up her nearly virgin cunt, but that seemed too farfetched. There was no way that could ever happen-it just wasn't possible. Horse cocks were too big.
She sat there awhile longer, unable to guess whether hours were passing, or only minutes. Finally she got up, climbed down through the trees and crossed the stream. She dressed reluctantly, but couldn't imagine being caught on the trail with no clothes on. Once back on the trail, she jogged all the way back to the dormitory.
The sun was more golden now, the shadows long, and Lisa realized she'd been gone the whole afternoon. Horses milled around in the corrals, many more horses than had been here when she'd left. She heard voices and laughter coming from inside one of the buildings, but she wasn't sure which one. Nobody was walking around outside. Suddenly, Lisa felt panic, the way she felt in school when she realized she was late for class. She turned in four directions at once, then ran to the dormitory. The first floor was dead. Nobody around. She ran up to the second floor, just to make sure nobody was there either. She wished somebody would tell her what to do and where to go. She felt like a stranger here-unseen, unknown-an intruder.
She stepped into her room and froze where she stood.
"So there you are," said Skip. "I been looking for you all afternoon." He was sprawled out on her bed, not a stitch on his muscular body, his big moist prick in his hand, a pair of girl's panties in his other hand and pressed to his nose. "I ain't come in hours. Been saving it for you, chestnut. Cute chestnut bitch."
Lisa couldn't move. She tittered self-consciously, watching the boy work the fleshy foreskin up and down around his wet knob and thick shaft. He took a deep whiff of the panties, as if sniffing some drug, then threw them aside and sat up, dropping his legs off the side of the bed.
"Debbie's panties smell like she's been horny lately. I'll have to add this ripe pair to my collection. I like 'em ripe, after they've been worn about a month and really stink of hot pussy. You got any panties like that, Lisa?"
"No."
"Well, about a month from now I hope you do. A pink pair maybe. Just wear 'em all you can, till they stink to high heaven of pussy, and then I'll buy 'em from you, OK?"
"Sure," Lisa mumbled.
"Great! You're my kind of girl! Now how about taking off your clothes so we can finish what we started earlier?" He squeezed his cock and some clear lube oozed out and trickled over his knuckles.
Lisa trembled as she undressed. Her mind was spinning and she felt faint. As she peeled off her jeans, she realized she wasn't wearing panties and she dreaded Skip's reaction to that, but he didn't say anything. His eyes were on her tits, on her pussy, and his hand moved relentlessly up and down his veiny cock, working the foreskin up and down with a flesh-slapping sound. She dropped the jeans and stood naked before him.
"Come on over and sit in my lap," he said. "I wanna feel that smooth body of yours."
The fuck juice was dribbling down Lisa's legs as she moved toward Skip. Thrills pulsed through her cunt as her pussylips rubbed together. Her tits felt so swollen they almost hurt, their nipples and cherry-bumps erect and splitting-tight. Skip took her by the ass and lifted her until she was sitting in his lap, facing him, her legs wrapped around his waist. He crushed her to his hard chest and she felt his burning fuck-cylinder throbbing between their abdomens, slick with his fuck lube. They kissed, his fat tongue stuffing her mouth and licking out her throat. She closed her eyes and imagined this was yesterday afternoon again and she was sitting in Dale's lap. She knew that Skip wasn't Dale, but it was exciting to pretend that he was. That way, when he fucked her, it would be like getting fucked by two boys at once-both Dale and Skip.
"Jesus, you're soft!" Skip whispered. "So fucking hot and silky! I can never get over how soft a girl's skin is. All I wanna do is rub myself all over in it-and rub my dick inside you. You want me to rub my prick inside you, baby, like that big stallion rubbed his prick inside that filly? Do ya, baby, huh?"
"Oh yes!" Lisa moaned. "Yes, yes!" She squirmed in his arms, kissing him all over his face, rubbing her swollen tits against his chest. His big dick throbbed and wiggled between them, and she remembered the sudden flow of hot cream from Dale's cock yesterday, before Dale had been able to fuck her. "Don't come! Please don't! Fuck me quick! Please fuck me!"
"Boy, you got the itch bad, don't ya? Ain't you had any prick this week?"
"Fuck me, Skip! Fuck me!" She hung on his neck and raised up. "Stick it in me!"
Skip rubbed his cock against her swollen, throbbing twat lips, working them apart with his searing-hot prick-knob. Her juices ran out like spit, drenching his cock and dribbling down his balls.
"What a juicy bitch!" He started working his cockhead up her crotch. "Man, I like 'em juicy like this! Oh, and so fucking tight!"
The head of his cock throbbed inside Lisa and her loins pulsed with such tension that she took quick, sharp breaths, hardly able to bear the delicious feeling. His prickhead felt like a glowing, throbbing coal. Each twitch of his cock sent pleasure streaming through her cunt and loins. Her cunt throbbed in response, leaking hot juice down his cock and balls. Skip held her by the waist, his big hands nearly circling her slimness. He gazed deliriously at her voluptuous young tits, felt his dickhead nestled just inside her sizzling, swollen cunt. He started to move her in circles, working her cunt slowly down his cock, screwing her down onto him. He couldn't remember ever fucking a juicier girl. Even his mother wasn't this juicy!
"You like being joined together like this?" Skip mumbled. "You like feeling me inside you?"
All Lisa could do was moan, her mind swimming, every cell of her body tight with pleasure. She was so wild with excitement that even her ass-hole opened slightly, and she felt air licking up into it. About half of Skip's cock was inside her now. Suddenly, it met resistance-her cherry.
"Jesus, you're tight!" Skip gripped her waist, pulling her down at the same time that he forced his cock upward.
Lisa screamed as her cherry stretched to the limit, then burst, the membranous tissue tearing into a dozen bloody fragments. Skip's cock rushed upward into her cunt, the head of his cock lodging in the mouth of her womb. She felt as if she'd been impaled on a billy club. Her ass-cheeks squashed down on Skip's swollen balls. Every millimeter of his throbbing, veiny cock was buried inside her. Lisa clung to him, gasping, whimpering, torn between pain and pleasure. Her cherry blood dribbled down Skip's balls.
Skip crushed her against him, licking the tears off her face, covering her neck and tits with kisses. "Oh, sweetheart, I don't believe it! I got your cherry! Oh shit!"
His cock throbbed wildly inside her. He got her left nipple in his mouth and sucked it vigorously, his spit running down her tit and belly. Lisa's cunt tightened and her eyes nearly popped out from the hot sensation. Despite the fiery pain in her cunt, she couldn't help squirming in Skip's arms and working her bleeding pussy around and around on his cock.
Skip reached under her ass and fingered her ass-hole, which was still slightly open and moist with her juices. As he worked his thick middle finger up her ass-hole, Lisa whined with excitement and started to fuck up and down on his cock. Suddenly, any pain she felt transformed to pleasure. Skip's huge, veiny cock rippled between her sucking twat lips and in and out of her fluffy, juicy, gripping cuntal chamber. She rubbed her tits up and down against him, churned her ass-hole on his sliding finger, slammed her tight cunt up and down around his rigid cock. Both of them whined like a pair of mating cats.
"Oh, Skip, oh God, Skip, my darling!" Lisa crushed her open mouth to his mouth and slipped her soft tongue down his throat. His own tongue slipped into her mouth, and she sucked on it, drinking his spit. She ground her hard nipples against his thick pectoral muscles, rubbed her super-smooth young body against him, cooed and moaned and gibbered out of her mind as the fuck pleasure mounted in her loins and throughout her body. Fucking a big hard cock was better than anything she'd ever imagined. How was such pleasure possible?
Skip's eyes glazed over, and he moaned as loudly as she did. He'd fucked hundreds of girls and women in his life, but this was one of the hottest females he'd ever anchored his dick in. He couldn't believe the almost unreal smoothness and softness of her skin, the tightness and fluffiness and juiciness of her gripping cunt, the delicious sweet smell of her skin and hair, the honey-like taste of her spit. His balls swelled like overripe plums. His cock felt as big as the cock of any stallion, and hard as stone.
"Oh, Lisa!" he moaned, bouncing his ass on the edge of the mattress and driving his cock up into her as deep as he could as she fucked down on it, tightening her cunt mercilessly and nearly ripping the skin off his cock. "Oh, Lisa, fuck you, fuck youuu!"
"Yes!" she whined. "Yes, Skip, oh yes, yes, fuck me, fuck me!" Her frothy, blood-tinged pussy-goo dribbled out onto Skip's balls. Her cunt sucked like a voracious mouth, making slurping, munching, lip-smacking sounds. Skip's cock felt buried halfway up her abdomen.
It was a big hard fuck pole that she would never get enough of. She would fuck him forever! They'd never uncouple! Never!
"Oh, Lisa, I'm gonna come! I'm gonna come!" Skip's eyes were glazed over like the eyes of a dead man. He had such a look of tortured ecstasy on his face that Lisa could sense exactly what he was feeling-because she was feeling the same thing. "Uhhhhhhh!" he bellowed. "Ohhh, ahhhh!" His cum shot up into her with such force that Lisa could feel it splashing in the depths of her womb.
"Oh, Skip!" A flash of unbearable excitement shook every cell of Lisa's body and her loins erupted with spasms. She screamed softly as the ecstasy overwhelmed her.
She would have toppled off Skip's lap and crashed to the floor if Skip hadn't been clinging to her, grinding against her as he worked his pulsing, jizz-spurting prick in her hard-gripping pussy. She turned to rubber, her mind whirling and dizzy, the orgasmic sensations completely in control of her naked young body. She jerked and gasped and shivered with each toe-curling contraction. The fuck cream oozed out of her, bathing Skip's contracting balls. Skip's cum bubbled into her womb as if from a fountain, sucked out of him by her relentlessly gripping pussy.
"Feels so good!" Skip mumbled. "Feels so good it hurts!" He crushed her in a bear hug, squeezing the breath out of her as he rammed his cock up into her clutching pussy again and again, moaning deliriously as he pumped out the last of his thick, creamy load. As his cock pulsed more slowly and less powerfully, his arms relaxed around Lisa. Finally, he let go of her and collapsed back on the bed.
Lisa wouldn't get off his cock until he'd forced her to by pushing her off him. She wanted his cock to remain inside her forever, but he said that he was hungry enough to eat a horse and that if he didn't get over to the mess hall, he would miss his dinner, and if there was one thing he liked almost as much as fucking, it was eating. He slipped on his jeans and cowboy boots, and Lisa had to pull on her T-shirt as she ran down the hall to catch up with him. She was barefoot and he was shirtless as they walked into the mess hall a few minutes later amid the high-pitched shrieking and laughter of dozens of teenage girls.
The noise, which sounded exactly like the lunchroom noise at school, quieted somewhat as Skip escorted Lisa to a table. Girls nudged each other, and Lisa turned red-faced, sure they were all looking at her.
Skip sniffed the air as he sat down. "I don't know what smells better," he said to Lisa. "The roast beef or the hot pussy."
"So there you are, darling! Where have you been?" Vanessa Sargent was suddenly standing at Lisa's side and stroking Lisa's chestnut hair. "You're the spitting image of your mother, dear. We're so glad to have you here, aren't we, Skip?"
"Real glad," Skip said, stuffing in a dripping slice of roast beef. "She's a slick chick."
CHAPTER SIX
Lisa spent the evening with Vanessa, sitting in a lounge chair on the screened-in porch behind Vanessa's house and sipping wine. The porch looked out on woods and hills, and they watched the sun sink toward the horizon and disappear behind the hills. Vanessa talked nonstop about the old days when she and Lisa's mother were the best of friends, and Vanessa kept Lisa's wine glass filled despite Lisa's protests that she'd had enough. A romantic twilight settled on the ranch, and Lisa found herself giggling more and more. She realized she was quite drunk.
"You've probably noticed that we're very liberal about dress around here," Vanessa said. "I mean, the girls are free to wear what they want to-or what they don't want to-around the dorm or out riding. Some of the girls are shy at first about stripping down, even though they're dying to try it, but eventually they peel away the inhibitions, along with the clothes, and after that it's hard to get most of them to dress for dinner. We do insist on clothing in the mess hall-to help keep the girls' minds on the business at hand, if you will. Young bodies must be properly nourished to keep them ripe and voluptuous, don't you think?"
"Of course," Lisa said, giggling uninhibitedly. For the first time in her life, she felt not the least bit shy.
"You're such a darling, Lisa! So agreeable. So sweet. I do wish all our new students were as agreeable as you are. Some of them have trouble adjusting to the liberal ways around here. I'm sure you won't have any trouble at all."
Lisa giggled, emptying out her wine glass and smacking her lips.
All through their conversation, Roscoe, the big gray hound, had been sitting outside the screen, whining from time to time, his prick erecting, then sliding back into its sheath. Lisa had been watching this alternate erection and retraction of the hound's cock with interest, and with a little excitement. Her pussy was throbbing more and more, and she couldn't help squirming.
"That pesky dog!" Vanessa said as Roscoe let out a particularly loud whine. "Do you mind if we let him in, darling? I'm afraid he won't shut up till we do."
Lisa said she didn't mind, and in came the dog. Vanessa made him sit in a corner of the porch, which he did reluctantly. His tongue hung out, dripping, and his cock stood out, red and twitching.
"It's such a warm night!" Vanessa said. "I doubt if it will cool off-all this humidity, you know. I just can't stop sweating. I believe I'll get more comfortable."
As Vanessa stripped, Roscoe sniffed the air excitedly and became more and more agitated. Vanessa had to warn him twice to stay put.
"Perhaps you'd like to get more comfortable yourself," Vanessa said, stroking her own tits.
"Why not?" Lisa said, but before she could begin undressing herself, Vanessa insisted on helping. Lisa relaxed back in her chair, allowing Vanessa to strip her. As her jeans came off, she spread her legs, showing Vanessa her crotch.
Vanessa lost all control. Moaning, mumbling incoherently, she dropped down between Lisa's legs and drove her nose into the brown fur of Lisa's muff. She pried apart the swollen pussylips with her thumbs and started to slurp at the wet meat between.
Lisa moaned, spreading her legs as wide as she could. "Suck me, Vanessa! Oh suck me!"
Lisa was too drunk to have any inhibitions or shyness. She shivered as Vanessa's hot tongue slithered up and down her crotch-furrow, squealed and giggled as Vanessa's tongue slipped inside her. She watched through blurry eyes as Roscoe jumped up and headed straight for Vanessa's big round waving ass. The hound reared up, planted his heavy paws on Vanessa's ass-cheeks, and rammed his stiff dog cock up her cunt from behind. Vanessa gasped, then started to wiggle her ass and moan.
"Fuck her!" Lisa said, rubbing her crotch in Vanessa's face. "Screw her!"
The big hound humped, knifing his cock in and out, pounding his furry belly against Vanessa's rotating ass. Lisa giggled at the hound's glazed eyes, at the way he slobbered spit all over Vanessa's back as he fucked her. She didn't giggle for long though, because Vanessa's tongue hit a particularly sensitive spot inside her pussy, and Lisa nearly lost her mind.
"Ohhhh Vanessa, ohhhh God!" Lisa wrapped her legs around Vanessa's head, grinding her spasming crotch in the woman's sucking mouth. As she came, she juiced in Vanessa's mouth, and the hungry blonde guzzled down the honey-sweet girl-juices. "Oh Vanessa, oh it feels so good!" Lisa grabbed her own tits and moved them in circles as she ground out her orgasm.
Vanessa pulled her face away as Lisa's orgasm subsided, and Lisa unclamped her thighs from around Vanessa's head. Vanessa's mouth and chin were foamy with pussy cream, and some of Lisa's cunt-hairs stuck to her lips.
"Darling, you tasted wonderful!" Vanessa smiled, but a moment later the woman was contorting her features as her eyes rolled back and she started to shake. "I'm coming! Oh God!"
The big hound fucked his stiff, red-hot prick in and out of Vanessa's spasming cunt, howling and whimpering as her contracting fuck-hole chewed at it. Vanessa clung to Lisa, moaning as if in pain as her orgasm swept through her loins. The big hound kept ramming away, and he looked about ready to shoot, but Vanessa finished coming before he could get off, and she pulled away from him. Vanessa crawled on all fours, the gray hound mounted on her ass and following along behind her, trying to keep screwing as he danced on his hind legs. Finally, he could hold on no more, and he fell away, whimpering, his loins humping the air as if powered by an internal mechanism that wouldn't quit running. His long red dog cock glistened with Vanessa's cunt cream.
"Wanna try him?" Vanessa said to Lisa. "I would have let him come, but I thought you might need a screw. Why don't you try him, darling? He's quite the stud. If you've never tried a dog, you're in for a treat."
Lisa didn't have to be asked twice. Her sudden orgasm had done nothing to alleviate the fuck-itch in her cunt. If anything, she was hornier now than before Vanessa had sucked her off. Her mind spinning, unable to stop giggling, she slipped off the lawn chair, her tits dangling heavily, and she took a hands-and-knees position on the floor, showing the big hound her ass.
Roscoe took one look and mounted her with an excited yelp. His heavy paws hugged her hips, his claws sinking in and nearly breaking Lisa's smooth skin. Keeping her ass steady, he knifed his red-hot fuck-stick at her crotch. He missed her pussy-hole and his dick slipped between her ass-cheeks. His pointed cock was so slippery and stiff that it slipped into Lisa's ass-hole before she knew what was happening.
Lisa quivered all over as the burning dog prick pistoned between her ass-cheeks and penetrated deep up her ass-hole. For a moment she thought for sure she would lose control of her bowels and shit all over, but the feeling passed, and soon she was enjoying the same feelings in her ass-hole as she did in her cunt when she got fucked. Her ass-hole was like a second cunt, and she started to rotate her ass as excitedly as if she were getting screwed up the pussy.
"Fuck me!" she gasped, leering over her shoulder at the big, panting hound. "Oh screw me!"
Vanessa crawled over, leaning close to watch the stiff prick of her hound bugger the super-cute little teenager. She sniffed, smelling pussy and dog cock and girl-ass.
"Beautiful! Lovely!" Vanessa stroked the silky-skinned back of the squirming teenager, reached under and played with the girl's heavy-hanging tits. She petted the girl's glossy, chestnut hair, then leaned close and kissed her. The girl's tongue slipped in her mouth and she drank the girl's delicious spit. "Oh you little mink! You darling little slut!"
"It feels so good!" Lisa moaned. "It feels just great!"
"Do you like being fucked up the ass, little darling, by a big smelly hound? Do you, my angel?"
"Yesss!" Lisa hissed, writhing with each screwing thrust of the searing dog cock. "Oh yesss, yessss!"
Vanessa moved back to assist Roscoe. The big hound had fucked so many girls today, and Vanessa had sucked him off and fucked him so many times, that she wondered if he had a drop of cum left in those big furry balls of his. She'd never known Roscoe to come up dry, but there was always a first time.
"Come on, big boy, give this little girl what she wants!" Vanessa petted the gray hound, encouraging him to fuck faster. She slid down behind him and started to lick his nuts from behind. The scent of his canine ass turned her on. She nuzzled his ass-hole, then began to lick it. Soon, she had her tongue buried inside it and was tongue-fucking his ass-hole as fast as he was fucking Lisa's ass. Both he and Lisa whined in unison.
Lisa was watching over her shoulder as Vanessa licked out the dog's ass-hole. It really turned her on to see the voluptuous blonde with her nose up under the hound's tail. It also turned her on to see the expression of ecstasy on Roscoe's face. She felt his cock growing hotter and harder inside her. He was fucking so fast that Lisa could hardly tell the in-strokes from the out-strokes.
"Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!" Lisa wiggled her ass and banged it against the hound's warm, furry loins as he screwed her ass-hole until it felt like it was melting inside.
Vanessa twisted her tongue this way and that, driving in as deep as she could. She loved the taste of a hound's ass-hole, just as she loved the taste of pussy and human ass-hole and horse ass-hole. She sucked as she tongue-fucked, and, at the same time, she masturbated herself. She had three fingers rammed up her pussy and her hot fuck juices were running out into her hand as she reamed herself out.
"I'm coming!" Lisa gasped. "Oh yes, oh yes!" She hadn't even touched her pussy, and yet she was coming. The spasms started in her ass-hole, the tingles streaming through her bunghole as if the hound's pistoning cock were electrified and shooting a current into her. The waves of fuck-pleasure spread immediately through her cunt and loins. Then, she was shivering all over, completely consumed by ecstasy. "Ohhhhh!"
Vanessa jabbed Roscoe's swelling prostate gland again and again. She had to bring him off before Lisa stopped coming. The girl had to experience a dog's hot spunk squirting up her ass-hole as she squirmed with the delicious spasms of orgasm. She twisted her tongue, grinding it against the ballooning mass of flesh inside the hound's ass-hole. At the same time, she reached up with her free hand and gently squeezed the hound's balls. The hound's ass-hole contracted and he howled with pleasure. His entire body shuddered.
"Eeeeeeh!" Lisa squealed, squirming and gibbering as the dog's sizzling jism spurted into her guts. "Oh, cream me, squirt me up, oh yes!" Her ass-hole contracted repeatedly, helping to milk the cum out of the wildly thrusting, wildly whimpering hound.
The sounds of the girl and the dog whining with ecstasy brought Vanessa to an immediate climax. Shock waves of pleasure shot through her body and mind as she creamed in her jerking hand, the fluids oozing from her contracting twat a combination of pussy cream and the cum-human cum, dog cum and horse cum.
The moment Roscoe was finished ejaculating, he struggled free of the two females and went to the screen door, whining to get out. He was so insistent that Vanessa crawled to the door and freed him.
Lisa was still on her hands and knees, reveling in the after-sensations of orgasm. Her ass was up in the air, partially open as Roscoe's cum dribbled from her ass-hole. Vanessa crawled over and started licking the delicious meat between the girl's cuntlips and ass-cheeks. She lapped up the fluids oozing from the two fuck-holes, then sucked the holes until she had cleaned them out.
Lisa wiggled her ass, cooing contentedly. Vanessa's lips and tongue felt so good she didn't care if Vanessa licked her out forever.
Vanessa finally stopped, though, and she flopped down on a lounge chair, panting, looking exhausted. She closed her eyes and spread her legs and began to slowly masturbate herself.
"Darling," Vanessa mumbled, "I'm ready to pass out. I believe I'll rub myself to sleep. Feel free to stay here and drink to your heart's content."
It was dark now, and moonlight came in through the screens. Vanessa's skin looked creamy-white. Her fingers glistened with pussy-juice as she masturbated, rubbing up and down between her twat lips and stimulating her clit.
Lisa watched the gorgeous blonde, getting turned on by the woman's shameless masturbation. Lisa started masturbating herself. Soon, however, masturbation wasn't enough for Lisa, and she found herself crawling toward Vanessa with a hanging tongue.
She lowered her head between Vanessa's thighs and started to lick Vanessa's hand. Vanessa moaned, and moved her hand away, spreading her legs wider as she presented Lisa with her naked, swollen crotch. Lisa took one taste of the woman and started growling like a hungry dog. Her tongue and lips never stopped until she'd brought Vanessa to a violent orgasm. At the same time, Lisa brought herself off. As Vanessa passed out and slept, Lisa left the house without bothering to put on her clothes.
CHAPTER SEVEN
The dorm was a madhouse. Girls were running up and down the halls and in and out of rooms, all of them talking and shrieking at once. Radios and TVs blasted. At least half the girls were as naked as Lisa. Some were topless, but dressed in jeans or shorts. Some were dressed in T-shirts, but wore nothing below the waist. Even the dressed girls were at least barefoot.
As she passed the common bathrooms, Lisa heard showers running and echoing shrieks. Very few girls paid any attention to Lisa as she made her way up the first-floor hallway and up the steps to the second floor, which made Lisa feel much more at ease than if they'd all stared at her, the new girl. She was one of them already, and she didn't even know any of them.
She heard a wild commotion as she passed the second-floor lounge, and she couldn't resist sticking her head in the door. There were a score of naked girls in the room, at least half of them on their hands and knees and lined up side by side. Behind one of them kneeled Skip, his big greased cock fucking in and out of a juicy cunt. The girl Skip was fucking started to quiver and gasp, and Skip fucked her until she'd stopped coming. Then he moved over to the next anxious girl to fuck her. As his long prick sank into her, she came instantly. Skip fucked her till she'd been satisfied, then moved over to fuck the next girl in line.
Lisa slipped a few fingers up her pussy and jerked off as she watched. She was tempted to get in line and wait for Skip to pleasure her, but she didn't think she could stand the waiting. The waiting girls all wiggled as if they had ants swarming in their ass-holes, pussy cream dribbling down their thighs as they begged Skip to fuck them. Most of the girls standing around watching were masturbating themselves or each other, and they were all muttering about wanting a feel of Skip's big prick up their cunts. The girls sounded out of their minds with lust, and Lisa feared for Skip's safety. She imagined the girls pouncing on him and devouring him alive.
"Hey, ain't you the new bitch?" A girl had slipped up behind Lisa and was stroking her back. "Wild place, huh? This is my second summer here." The girl stroked Lisa's ass, then slipped a finger up Lisa's ass-hole.
Lisa gasped.
"Relax, cutie," the girl said. "Oooh, look at Skip go! Ain't he a stud? He oughta be a stallion. He'd be the best breeder in the country." She laughed. "Hey, I could use a screw myself-and so could you-come on!" She tried to pull Lisa into the room, but Lisa resisted. "Suit yourself." She let go of Lisa and shouted at Skip to save some of that hard fuck-meat for her.
Lisa continued down the hall to her room.
The door was open and the room was occupied. Sprawled out on the very bed Skip had fucked Lisa on late this afternoon was a black-haired girl with no clothes on. The girl had a magazine propped up on her tits as she masturbated. On the front cover of the magazine was the photograph of a young man with a hard-on. The girl was smacking her lips and muttering about muscles and big cocks, her stiff fingers pumping in and out of her pussy. Lisa was ready to leave the room in embarrassment when the girl noticed she had company and looked up.
"Hi," the girl said. "Thought you'd never get here."
Lisa nodded, stunned to discover that her new roommate was none other than the dark-haired girl she'd seen on the riverbank this afternoon-one of the two girls who had sucked off the stallion.
"I'm Debbie," the girl said. "Hey, you didn't rip off a pair of my panties, did you? They were kind of a special pair, and now they're missing."
"I think Skip-borrowed them."
The girl looked relieved. "Thank God! I've been wearing them every day for three weeks now-when I put clothes on-and they were just getting the way Skip-likes them. Now he's got 'em. Thank God!"
Lisa dropped her clothes on her bed and sat down. The dark girl looked her up and down, her brown eyes lingering on Lisa's muff, which Lisa wasn't bothering to hide.
"You're cute," Debbie said. "You think I'm cute?"
"Well, I suppose," Lisa said.
Debbie smiled. "Good. You like to make out with girls?"
"Well, yeah, I suppose." Lisa could still taste Vanessa's delicious cunt.
"Good," Debbie said. "So do I. Funny, but until I came to Cherry Grove, all I went for was this." She held up the magazine, showing Lisa pictures of naked young men with huge erections. "At least, I thought that's all I went for. Now I like pussy almost as much-and other things too." She smiled suggestively. "Know what I mean?"
"Maybe," Lisa said.
Debbie smiled. "Yeah, you know. I can tell, you know." She started sliding her finger in and out of her pussy. "You like to jerk off?"
"Sure," Lisa said, surprised at how frankly and easily she could admit to such a thing now.
"Good," Debbie said. "Wanna join me?" She slid over on the bed, making room for Lisa to lie down beside her. "I got pix of some really hot dudes with some really big cocks. I really get off on looking at hot pix and jerking off."
"Me too," Lisa said, slipping onto the bed beside Debbie. Actually, she'd never had pictures like these to look at while beating off, but her imagination had compensated for her lack of physical pictures with imaginary pictures just as hot.
The two girls went through the magazine as Debbie turned the pages, both of them fucking themselves with stiff fingers. Both girls imagined they were being fucked by the stiff cocks of the men in the photographs.
"Mmn, look at this baby!" Debbie licked her lips as she turned to the picture of a young man spurting cum. "How'd you like to suck on that prong?"
Lisa salivated. "I'd love to!"
The girls stopped masturbating themselves and started to jerk off each other. Lisa was shocked at how hot and tight Debbie's pussy-hole was. Debbie threw the magazine aside and rolled over on top of Lisa. They kissed with their tongues, both of them finger fucking each other. Debbie slid down Lisa's body and started to blow Lisa.
"Ohhh suck me!" Lisa moaned. "Lick me!"
Debbie growled and moaned and munched and slurped. As Lisa was building to a climax, Debbie stopped blowing her long enough to shift her position, shoving her own cunt in Lisa's face. The two girls lay on their sides, sixtynining, as other girls passed by in the hallway, a few girls pausing for a few seconds to watch and finger themselves between the legs.
Lisa hugged Debbie's firm little ass, twisted her face deeply between Debbie's smooth thighs, sucked and licked the hot red meat between Debbie's black-haired pussylips. She shoved her tongue deep inside Debbie, wishing she could shove her entire head inside the delicious, black-haired little slut. She loved the taste of Debbie's sweet teenage crotch.
The two dark heads bobbed between quivering thighs, Lisa's chestnut head and Debbie's black-haired head. Tongues slipped in and out between swollen, dark-furred pussylips. Two stiff clits wiggled. The girls' ass-holes and cunts exploded with spasms, and the teenagers moaned with ecstasy, sucking down each other's fuck juices, gnawing on pulsing pussylips, tongue-fucking clutching cunt holes. Their heads twisted and bobbed until their beautiful young asses stopped humping. They pulled their faces away from each other's crotch, foamy pussy-cream on their lips and chins, a few cunt-hairs stuck in the cream.
"That was great!" Debbie said. "You and me are gonna have a ball this summer, Lisa."
Lisa kissed Debbie's cunt, confirming
Debbie's statement.
They sat up at the edge of the bed, going through another of Debbie's all-male magazines and drooling over the big cocks. They played with each other's cunt and tits, doing a lot of French kissing, drinking each other's sweet girlish spit. As they slipped fingers up each other's pussy, Lisa commented that she wished Debbie's finger was about eight inches long and about three inches in diameter-roughly the size of Skip's cock.
"We can do even better than that," Debbie said. She pulled Lisa up off the bed. "A lot better. Follow me."
CHAPTER EIGHT
As they made their way down the hall, they paused to look in on the action in the second-floor lounge. Skip was mounted on the ass of a writhing, gasping girl, his huge cock plunging in her spasming ass-hole. Lisa couldn't believe any girl could take a cock as big as Skip's up the ass-hole. She herself had taken Roscoe's dog cock up the shitter, but Roscoe's cock was a little, finger-sized stick compared to Skip's fuck-monster.
"I'm gonna come!" Skip grunted. "Who wants it?" He yanked his vein-bulging prick out of the girl's ass-hole and waved it in the air. It quivered like a volcano about to erupt.
Several open-mouthed girls went for his cock like a pack of hungry wolves. Before any of them could get their lips around his cockhead, Skip started shooting off all over their flushed, lust-hungry faces. The girls were on their hands and knees like dogs, their tits hanging, their mouths wide open, their tongues hanging out as gobs of thick cum splashed on their cheeks and foreheads, in their eyes and mouths. Skip turned this way and that, hosing them down with his profuse load of cum as they gibbered and moaned with excitement.
"He comes like a horse," Debbie said. "Oooh, Pm so excited!" She grabbed Lisa's hand and dragged Lisa down the hall. Cunt-cream was dribbling from the throbbing twats of both excited teenagers, and their smooth thighs slipped together as if oiled.
Outside, the night was warm and the moon was directly overhead. Lisa was stunned at how light it was, almost light enough to read by, even though there were no yard lights. Debbie led Lisa into a corral where several stallions milled about, some of them snorting.
"Smell all that cum," Debbie said, inhaling with a sigh. "Oh, Lisa, I'm so horny!"
Lisa wasn't exactly sure where Debbie was taking her or what they were going to do, but she herself was so horny that she rubbed her greasy twat as Debbie pulled her along. As her eyes adjusted to the semi-darkness, as she saw more clearly, she realized that she and Debbie weren't the only girls out here. She began to see smooth-skinned forms on their knees under some of the stallions. She began to hear moans and coos and sighs, heard sucking, kissing, lip-smacking noises. There were naked girls under several of the stallions, licking or sucking or kissing the big shiny horse dicks, embracing the stallions' cocks or jerking them off. Suddenly, Debbie let go of Lisa's hand and scampered down under a large stallion. She grabbed the stallion's hanging cock and brought him to a full, throbbing erection with a few deft movements of her smooth hands.
"Well come on!" Debbie said to Lisa.
Lisa didn't wait for a second invitation. A moment later, she found herself on her knees in the dirt, her head butting against the abdomen of a huge, strong-smelling stallion. She rubbed shoulders with Debbie, who was licking the head of the animal's cock as if it were frosted with honey.
Lisa was shaking all over. The pussy-goo oozed from her wildly pulsing cunt. Her fingers rippled over the veiny shaft of the two-foot-long horse cock. She licked the tasty cockflesh of the horse, her own saliva mixing with that of Debbie's as she and Debbie slobbered all over the throbbing knob of the stallion's cock.
"I love cum!" Debbie muttered. "Hot thick cum!" The spit leaked from her mouth as she kissed and sucked the stallion's throbbing prong. Her hands moved up and down the shaft, masturbating the beast.
"Me too!" Lisa mumbled, hardly able to hear herself due to the pounding of her own heart. "I wanna eat it! I wanna drink it!" She was out of her mind with excitement, hardly knowing what she was saying.
The two girls worked as a team, sliding their hands and mouths up and down the horse cock, licking and sucking and gently biting as they jerked the stallion off. The animal's flanks quivered. A warm fluid dribbled from his cock, which the lust-mad girls guzzled down as fast as it came out. Lisa twisted her tongue into the stallion's huge, gaping pisshole, forcing her tongue in an inch, then two inches. As she pistoned her tongue in and out, tongue-fucking the animal's cock, she felt a powerful vibration surge through the fuck-organ, and suddenly cum was gushing into her mouth. It was strong-tasting, very hot and slimy, and she gagged.
"Let me have some!" Debbie gibbered. "Quick!" She forced Lisa aside and planted her open mouth over the end of the ejaculating horse dick, gulping down the next spurt of steaming horse cum.
Lisa's head swam. The horse-jizz made her dizzy, like a potent drug. Sticky jizz ran down her neck and over her tits. She managed to swallow some of it without gagging, and suddenly she was fighting with Debbie for more. The two girls jerked off the big, snorting stallion, their mouths draped around the head of his cock as they both tried to guzzle his cum. As much cum ran down their tits as they managed to drink, and they lost their hold on the thrusting horse cock before the last drops of cum had bubbled out. The moment the stallion was done coming, he ambled away, and the girls had to scramble out from under him to avoid being stepped on.
Debbie was giggling. "Isn't this fun?" She massaged horse cum into her tits. "We could suck cum all night and never run out of it. There's a hundred stallions on this ranch, and every one's good for a lot of loads a day."
Lisa sat there in a daze, her head still woozy from the dose of potent horse-spunk she'd just swallowed. All around her in the large corral, girls were on their knees sucking off grunting, snorting stallions. There had to be at least ten naked, horse-sucking girls in the corral with her and Debbie right now.
I'm dreaming, Lisa thought. I've got to be dreaming!
She wasn't dreaming. Debbie's hands were too hot and grasping to be phantom hands as Debbie pulled Lisa to her feet and dragged her into the nearest stable. There were lights on inside the stable, and several of the stalls contained horses. Debbie took a strange-looking device made of leather straps off a peg on the wall and started strapping it on one of the stallions in the nearest stall.
"What're you doing?" Lisa said.
"You'll see," Debbie said. "Vanessa invented this thing. It makes doing what we're gonna do not only much safer, but much easier. You can relax in this thing."
"This thing" turned out to be a kind of leather halter that Debbie strapped around the stallion's middle. The halter seat, which hung under the horse, allowed a girl to strap herself in for an easy fuck. After strapping on the halter, Debbie got into it in the face-up position. It was as if she were lying in a hammock suspended from the stallion's middle. She could reach up and embrace the beast with either her arms or legs, or both, and her crotch was in perfect line with the stallion's erect cock, ready to receive it.
"Help him get it in," Debbie panted. "You've gotta aim it for him."
Lisa had trouble grabbing onto the thrusting, squirming horse prick. The stallion had become instantly riled the moment Debbie had taken her place in the halter and had started caressing his flanks and rubbing her tits up against him. His cock was not only jumping around, but it was slippery.
"Quick, I'm gonna die!" Debbie moaned, writhing in the halter as fuck juices dribbled from her open, throbbing crotch. "I gotta be fucked!"
Lisa didn't believe it was possible for Debbie to fuck the arm-sized prong of the stallion, but she was too worked up and dazed with lust to care whether Debbie knew what she was doing or whether the stallion would split the little black-haired slut into two equal halves. She got control of the stallion's prong long enough to no guide the head of it against Debbie's open, sucking crotch. The stallion thrust instantly, burying his fist-sized prong head inside the squirming teenager.
Debbie gasped, panting like a woman giving birth. When the stallion thrust again, eight more inches of his cock disappeared inside her. As he started to hump, thrusting vigorously, half his cock plunged in and out of the moaning, whimpering, writhing young girl.
"Ohhhhh, ohhhh, it feels so good!" Debbie whined. "Oh Lisa, this is heaven!"
Lisa watched, open-mouthed, as a foot of horse cock fucked in and out of Debbie again and again. Juices continued to dribble from Debbie's hugely reamed fuck-hole, just as juices ran from Lisa's own wildly throbbing crotch. Out of all the things Lisa had witnessed today, this was the most exciting. Debbie was being fucked by a huge, sweating stallion. It just wasn't possible-but it was happening!
"Fuck me!" Debbie gasped, hugging the stallion with her arms and legs as she churned her juicy cunt around and around on his cock. "Oh fuck me, fuck me!"
Lisa reached under the horse to feel his wet, sliding cock. She caught some of Debbie's hot fuck juices and rubbed them between her own legs. She leaned over to kiss Debbie, thrusting her tongue deep down Debbie's throat and watching Debbie's eyes go glassy with pleasure.
"Help him come," Debbie moaned. "I want him to squirt quick-before I die!"
Lisa had learned a few things today, and she knew just what to do. She got up behind the horse and started to squeeze and caress his huge balls. At the same time, she fingered his ass-pucker. As the huge ass pucker quivered against her probing fingers, Lisa's excitement surged. Suddenly, without thinking, she buried her nose under his tail and started to lick his ass. The stallion snorted appreciatively, fucking Debbie faster and Lisa couldn't resist. She rammed her tongue up the stallion's ass-hole and started to lick him out. In seconds, she felt something swell against her tongue. The stallion shuddered, whinnied, and reared up slightly. His cum exploded into Debbie's crotch.
"Ohhhh Goddd!" Debbie whined. "Ohhhh yessssss!" Her toes clawed at the stallion's flanks. Her body quivered, receiving stream after stream of sizzling horse-jizz up the cunt. She shook all over with teenage pleasure as her ripe body spasmed again and again, her own orgasmic contractions matching the orgasmic contractions of the hard-fucking stallion.
Lisa masturbated herself vigorously as she stroked the stallion's contracting nuts and licked out his clutching ass-hole. As the stud's orgasm began to subside, Lisa couldn't resist taking a suck at Debbie's sexily squirming toes.
The horse pumped out the last of his cum, and his cock softened and slipped out of the dark-haired teenager. Debbie's twat remained wide-open for several seconds, slimy horse cum running out of it. Lisa dropped down under the horse and started licking the edges of Debbie's open fuck-hole. The taste of horse cum and pussyjuice made Lisa crazy with excitement. She clawed at her own pussy wildly as she sucked and licked Debbie's crotch.
"Don't jerk off!" Debbie gasped. "Don't you wanna fuck?" She planted her bare foot in Lisa's face and pushed her away. "Get your fingers out of your pussy!" she ordered as she struggled out of the halter. "It's your turn to fuck a horse, Lisa! Now it's your turn!"
CHAPTER NINE
Lisa thought this was what it must be like to be in a space shuttle ready to blast off, or on a race horse ready to shoot out of the starter's gate. Her heart was pounding, and she was so excited and afraid that she thought she'd shit. She was in the same halter Debbie had been in, but she was hanging under a different stallion-a fresh stallion-and she was lying face-down instead of face-up. All she could see was the stall wall in front of her, the straw on the floor, and the front legs of the shiny chestnut stallion.
Debbie was behind her, guiding the stallion's battering-ram cock into position. Lisa's fuck-hole was wide open, the steamy air of the stable licking along its edges, the hot pussy-goo oozing out.
"Do you want it, bitch?" Debbie said. "Huh, do you want it?"
"Yes!" Lisa panted. "Please!"
"Does your pussy itch like you can't stand it, like you're gonna die if you don't get some hot cock?"
"Yes!" Lisa hissed. "Fuck me! Fuck me!" She squirmed wildly, her ass and crotch on fire, her swollen tits dangling, the pussyjuice dripping from her pulsating pussy-hole.
The stallion snorted, rearing for a moment and thrusting.
"Settle down!" Debbie snapped, slapping him on the ass. Then she brought the head of his flexing cock against Lisa's open cunt.
The moment his cockmeat kissed Lisa's wet cuntmeat, he rammed, snorting with satisfaction and lust. A foot of his cock roared up Lisa's crotch, and she screamed with shock and pain. The stretch was unbearable. She'd been split in half!
"Easy!" Debbie shouted at the horse. "Relax!" she shouted at Lisa. But the horse was
US too wound up to stop thrusting violently, and Lisa could do nothing but writhe in agony as he rammed her again and again.
"So, there the fuck you are!" Skip marched into the stable. "I been looking all over the world for you, chestnut. Man, this is hot!" He grabbed his fast-swelling cock, rubbing it up and down. Then he moved close to the stallion, stroking its flanks as it slicked its cock in and out of Lisa's body. "Give it to her, boy, give it to her!" He grabbed Lisa by the hair, turned up her face, and forced his sweaty, cunt-smelling prong into her mouth. "Oh yeah!" He started to fuck her mouth as fast as the stallion was fucking her pussy.
Lisa was so overwhelmed by the hard fucking from both ends simultaneously that she gave up struggling in the halter and went as limp as a rag doll. As her body relaxed, the pain of the stretch in her cunt transformed to pleasure. In seconds, she was writhing again, no longer from pain but from excruciating fuck-pleasure. She started to suck Skip's cock hungrily as she churned her loins and fucked the stallion's rapidly reaming cock.
Debbie had her legs crossed and squeezed together. She had a finger up her pussy and was jerking off. Only five minutes ago, she'd been brought to a deliriously satisfying orgasm by the cock of a stallion, but now she was horny again. The sight of the stallion screwing Lisa as Skip fucked Lisa's throat made her so horny that she moaned as if in heat. Continuing to masturbate herself, Debbie shoved her nose under the stallion's tail and licked his ass-hole and balls. Then she dropped down behind Skip and started slurping up and down his sweaty asscrack.
"Don't shove your tongue up my shitter," Skip warned Debbie. "I don't wanna come yet."
Debbie knew that if he kept licking out Skip's asscrack, she'd have her tongue buried up his ass-hole in no time, and then he'd come and be pissed, and when he was pissed at a girl he refused to fuck her for weeks, and Debbie couldn't bear the thought of that, so she stopped licking his ass and started to suck on Lisa's clutching, wriggling toes.
Lisa had never felt so good in her life. She was stuffed with hard dick from both ends and Debbie was sucking her toes. Tingling pleasure saturated her pussy, her loins, her mouth, her toes and feet and legs. She loved sucking Skip's throbbing dick, was tempted to bite it off and swallow it. The stallion's cock was buried in her womb, and she could feel the head of it trying to penetrate even deeper. She imagined the head of Skip's cock and the head of the stallion's cock kissing each other somewhere in her gullet.
Fuck me deeper! she thought. Oh, deeper, deeper, deeper! She quivered all over as the tension mounted in her body and the fuck-tingles streamed to her every cell.
The stallion whinnied and started to spurt. His cum gushed into her like hot milk from a hose. His cock made loud plooshing sounds in her cunt as her fuck-hole filled with his fresh fuck-slime. His cock had swelled to the size of a baseball bat. He was snorting, his flanks shuddering, his loins humping.
"Give it to her!" Skip moaned. "Cream her good, make her come!"
Lisa prayed for a hot flow of Skip's cum down her throat before she came off, but the fuck-tension in her loins was too intense to be denied a moment longer, and Debbie's sucking on her toes was the last straw. As her loins went into spasms, she nearly sucked the cock out of Skip's loins. Her eyes rolled back and every cell of her naked body quivered with ecstasy. Her orgasm was so intense that she thought she was dying. In fact, if she would have died feeling this good, she wouldn't have minded one bit.
Skip pulled his cock out of her mouth and stepped back so he could watch her come. She writhed in the halter as if being whipped as the big stallion plunged his spurting cock in her madly contracting pussy. Her face and eyes showed such ecstasy that Skip could hardly restrain himself from beating off all over her flushed ass-cheeks. Throughout Lisa's orgasm, Debbie kept gnawing and sucking Lisa's toes, putting a sharper edge on Lisa's pleasure.
"Christ, are you ever feeling it!" Skip muttered, and he wondered if he himself had ever felt so good. He often wondered if the pleasure girls were capable of experiencing was more intense than the pleasure he himself could feel. He envied them if it was.
Debbie and Skip helped Lisa out of the halter, and Lisa giggled as they pulled her out of the stall and away from the restless stallion. Skip then made Debbie and Lisa kneel on their hands and knees on the floor outside the stall, and he dropped down behind them, stroking his hugely erect prick. He reached between Lisa's legs, catching a handful of slimy horse cum, and rubbed the hot fluid all over his cock and balls. Then he mounted Debbie and rammed his cock up her ass-hole.
Debbie's eyes and mouth gaped at the sudden penetration of his cock, and she gasped several times before relaxing her ass and settling down. He hadn't plunged his cock up her shithole more than a dozen times before she was begging him to fuck her deeper, harder, faster. He slapped her ass and rammed, jolting her with his savage thrusts.
Lisa watched Skip's cock fuck in and out of Debbie's tight little ass-hole. She watched Debbie wiggle her ass and churn her ass-hole on the plunging prick. Debbie's tits flapped. Her dark eyes rolled with pleasure. Skip's blue eyes rolled in the same way as he humped and screwed.
"Make her come!" Lisa said. "Make her come, and then fuck me!" Lisa could hardly wait to feel Skip's prong up her shithole. It was huge, and her ass-hole was tight, but now she knew she could take it. If Debbie could take it, she could too. And now that she'd taken the cock of a randy stallion up her cunt, she knew she could take anything in any fuck-hole of her body.
Debbie jerked faster and faster, smacking her upturned ass against Skip's pounding belly, trying to get his cock to penetrate her ass-hole deeper and deeper. Her tits flapped wildly and spit trickled from her mouth. She had lost all control. She was delirious with pleasure, out of her mind, fucking like an animal.
'Tm coming!" Debbie's eyes rolled back and she looked like she would faint. "Oh I'm coming!" Her petite body quivered as the orgasmic sensations flooded her hard-fucked ass-hole.
Skip rammed her, pounding his cock in and out until Debbie's orgasm had ended and she was begging him to stop. He pushed her away roughly, ripping his cock out of her well-buggered ass-hole, and he moved over to ram Lisa's ass.
Lisa couldn't wait. She squirmed with excitement, begging the randy cowboy to bugger her. Skip slapped her ass to make her calm down enough so he could get his prick in. He reached between her legs, opening up her twat with his fingers and catching some more horse cum, which he used to lubricate her ass-hole before he screwed his prick in. He slapped some more horse-jizz on his prick and rubbed the excess onto his firm, swollen balls. Then he grabbed Lisa's ass, spreading the cheeks wide, and rammed his billy club prick between them. Lisa's ass pucker resisted for a fraction of a second before Skip's fist-like prickhead forced her ass-hole open and slipped inside.
Lisa hardly had time to respond with a gasp to the stretch to her ass pucker before Skip sank every inch of his prong up her ass-hole and was grinding his muscular abdomen against her silky-skinned ass.
"Yeahhhh!" Skip moaned, churning his cock inside the hot little mink, and Lisa moaned as loudly as he did. She felt a tremendous pressure in her ass-hole, a tremendous stretch, but other than that, she felt no pain. In fact, with each throb and quiver and twist of Skip's greasy cock, she squirmed and gasped with mounting pleasure and excitement.
"Fuck me!" she panted, rotating and jerking her itchy little butt. "Oh Skip, grind it in me!" Her loins throbbed, saturated with fuck-itch. She could feel Skip's fuck-snake striking in the pit of her guts as he fucked in and out with quickening thrusts. His prick made liquid, squishing-sucking sounds in her juicy ass-hole, and that excited her even more.
"Oh baby, you got the tightest, hottest ass-hole! Man, I could plow your shit-furrow all night! Yeahhhh, ahhhh!" Skip gripped her hips, working her wiggling ass back and forth on his vein-bulging prick. His heavy balls, dripping with horse cum, flapping against her half-open cunt, which was drooling horse cum down her legs.
As Lisa fucked Skip's cock with her lust-burning ass-hole, her tits swelled larger and larger, her cherry bumps and nipples nearly splitting open with tightness and hardness. Debbie was turned on by Lisa's flapping knockers, and she slid on her back until her head was under Lisa's chest and she could play with Lisa's tits. She caressed and squeezed and pinched the swollen teenage tits, then started to dart her tongue at the hugely swollen, purplish-red cherries. As her tongue flicked at the cherry bumps and nipples, as her lips fastened to the hot cherries and sucked, she caused such sensations in Lisa's body that Lisa whimpered and shrieked, unable to bear the intensity of the pleasure. Lisa's cunt and ass-hole clutched to the rhythm of Debbie's sucking.
"Oh yeah, feel that ass-hole work!" Skip moaned. "Man, this is fucking wild!" His balls swelled, growing fatter and tighter with cum. "When I cum, I'm gonna blow your pretty head off, chestnut! Oh yeahhhh!"
Lisa was getting close. In fact, she'd been on the verge of orgasm since the moment Skip had plugged his dick up her shitter to the hilt. If she hadn't experienced so many orgasms today, she probably would have come instantly as Skip's cock had coupled with her ass-hole. She was glad she was able to enjoy such prolonged pleasure before climaxing. It was like experiencing one long, endless orgasm, but without the intense contractions that would quickly burn it out.
"Fuck me, fuck meeee!, , she moaned. "Just keep fucking!"
"Oh baby, I don't know how long I can hold it!" Skip panted. "I wanna keep fucking your ass all night, but I wanna come so bad my dick's gonna split if I don't!"
"Oh Skip, just keep fucking me! Don't come yet!"
Skip would have shot off at that moment if an interruption hadn't momentarily drawn away his attention and slowed his relentless humping. Roscoe came trotting up the aisle between the horse stalls, causing a small commotion among some of the penned-up stallions. He went directly to the fucking teenagers and reared up in front of Lisa, his red dog prick already fully erect and unsheathed. He dropped his paws on Lisa's upper back, sinking his claws in for stability, and he rammed his wet cock at Lisa's mouth. He humped so fast that he jabbed Lisa all over the face, smearing her cheeks with sticky dog cock lube before his prick slipped between Lisa's lips and into her mouth.
Lisa retched a few times, not because the dog cock tasted terribly bad, but because the thought of giving a dog a blowjob nauseated her. She had no choice, though-Roscoe was already pi stoning his hot dog dick in her mouth, making her lips tingle with lust-and her nausea passed away as quickly as it had come on. Within seconds, she was not only resigned to having a dog cock in her mouth, but she was hungrily sucking, trying to extract as much flavor and juice as she could. Her tongue churned up and down the sliding dog cock. Her lips smacked. She sucked rhythmically, hungry for cum.
Skip was fucking again as hard and fast as before Roscoe's interruption. He watched the big gray hound hump at the pretty girl's face, and his excitement was even greater.
Debbie continued to munch on Lisa's tits and nipples, grating her teeth over them and gently biting them from time to time to increase Lisa's sensation. She had some fingers up her juicy cunt and was vigorously jerking himself off. She reached up between Roscoe's legs so she could play with his furry canine balls as he fucked Lisa's mouth. The big dog groaned appreciatively at the deft rubbing of Debbie's fingers on his balls.
"Let's come!" Skip moaned. "Oh Jesus Christ, let's come before my balls fucking explode!" He closed his eyes, concentrating on the sensations shooting through his ass-fucking cock, concentrating on the slick, hot, fluffy-walled, hard-sucking shithole that ensheathed his plunging, grinding cock. He was so close that the sensations he felt were orgasmic. He wished he could prolong this pleasure for hours without shooting off, but he knew that he'd be coming in seconds. He reached behind himself and slipped a finger up his ass-hole, massaging his hugely swollen prostate gland, trying to milk every last ounce of pleasure out of his fucking as he could.
Lisa could feel Skip's cock quivering like an electric vibrator in her ass-hole. His cock seemed to vibrate her entire body, as if her body were an extension of his cock, as if her body had become his cock! Every cell of her body tingled with tightness and fuck-pleasure, from the roots of her hairs to the tips of her pink toes. She sucked Roscoe's dog cock so vigorously that he squirmed and whimpered. She churned her ass like a fan on Skip's ramming cock. She rubbed her tits in Debbie's face, feeding Debbie her splitting-hard nipples. The fuck-pleasure surged through her like an electric current and her entire body went into orgasmic spasms. She whined like a fucking she-cat.
Skip exploded up her ass-hole. He grunted and bellowed as the jism uncoiled in his contracting balls and gushed through his piss tube. It shot deep into Lisa's contracting guts, splashing inside her like hot milk. Skip fucked his vibrating cock in and out, grinding his lower belly against her gorgeous ass, finger-fucking his own ass-hole to increase the sensations of his orgasm. His mind swam and flashes of white light went off behind his eyeballs. He grunted and bellowed and humped, pumping out stream after stream of sizzling jizz.
Excited by the grunting and moaning of the spasming boy and girl, Roscoe unloaded his balls spurting hot cum against Lisa's tonsils. Lisa gagged reflexively a few times before she was able to swallow the squirts of bitter dog cum. She sucked the hound's prick hard, torturing it with her lips and tongue until the dog howled. She wouldn't let the dog go until she'd sucked every last drop of cum from his strong-flavored dog prick. All through Roscoe's orgasm, Debbie squeezed his pumping balls, increasing his pleasure.
Debbie herself came before Roscoe dismounted. Sucking Lisa's delicious tits, excited by the fucking of the two grunting males and by Lisa's writhing, Debbie finger-fucked herself to a toe-curling orgasm, squirming on the concrete floor as her itch-saturated crotch chewed at her plunging, twisting fingers.
"Feels so good!" she muttered, her words drowned out by the grunting and moaning of Lisa and Skip, and by Roscoe's growling whimpers.
Lisa kept wiggling and jerking until she'd sucked Roscoe's balls dry and felt Skip's prong soften in her ass-hole. As Roscoe's prick slipped out of her mouth, as Skip hauled his prick out of her ass-hole, Lisa shrieked, gasping. She was supersensitive after her orgasm, every cell of her body electrified. When Debbie crawled up behind her to lick out her ass-hole and suck out Skip's cum, Lisa nearly lost her mind for a few seconds. Gradually, she settled down and let Debbie eat out her ass-hole. Before Debbie was done, Lisa had received not only an ass-lick, but a cunt-suck. The two girls came simultaneously, Lisa squirming and gasping as Debbie's tongue twisted in her crotch, Debbie moaning as she jerked herself off. Skip watched the two insatiable girls, but he'd come so many times today that all he could do was squeeze and stroke his half-hard cock, experiencing pleasure, but unable to come-not wanting to come. He envied girls, though-the way they could just keep coming-endlessly.
CHAPTER TEN
A week after arriving at Cherry Grove, Lisa woke one morning to a rosy dawn sky and the sound of birds. She stretched in front of her dorm window, looking out on the dewy pastures and grazing horses. She had to piss bad, and she was horny as hell, and she wasn't sure which to do first-relieve her bladder or come. Debbie was still sleeping, stretched out naked on top of the sheets, her legs spread, her black-furred cuntlips slightly parted and revealing pink, moist cuntmeat. One look at Debbie's ripe, seductive body, and Lisa couldn't resist. She forgot all about having to piss and lowered herself on top of the other girl, pressing their tits and pussies together. As she slipped her tongue in Debbie's mouth, Debbie woke up.
"Let me sleep, you sex maniac," Debbie mumbled, but Lisa pressed down harder on top of her and thrust her tongue deeper into Debbie's mouth, and Debbie started to moan and hump upward, grinding her black cunt against Lisa's chestnut cunt.
The two teenagers writhed against each other, grinding their big rubber tits together. Their pussies drooled, and Lisa leaked pussyjuice down Debbie's cuntslit. When she felt the hot flow of Lisa's fuck juice between her legs, Debbie wrapped her legs around Debbie, moaning as if she were being screwed by a hard cock. As Lisa's swollen pussy mound rubbed Debbie's open crotch, Debbie came off.
"Oh Lisa, fuck meee!" Debbie gasped, writhing with her first orgasm of the day.
Lisa kept rubbing her muff against Debbie's spasming twat until Debbie was satisfied. Then she straddled Debbie's head and sat on Debbie's face, pressing her burning, spongy twat meat into Debbie's mouth.
"Suck me, suck me!" Lisa humped, rubbing her crotch in Debbie's face and coating Debbie's cheeks with spittle-like lubricant. "Eat me out! Make me come!"
Debbie drilled Lisa's crotch with her tongue, and Lisa squealed, wiggling her ass, juggling her tits in her own hands as she fucked Debbie's mouth. Debbie slurped and sucked, tongue-fucking Lisa rapidly. Despite her orgasm, Debbie was hot again and began to jerk off as she ate out Lisa's cunt and drank Lisa's tart-sweet girl-juices.
"Lick my pussy, drink my juice!" Lisa moaned, tossing her chestnut head from side to side, pinching her hard nipples, grinding her excited crotch in Debbie's mouth. "Suck my clit, bite it!"
Debbie caught Lisa's squirming fuck bud between her front teeth and chewed it gently as she flicked her tongue at it and sucked it. Lisa nearly hit the ceiling as itchy, fiery spasms exploded in her crotch and flooded her loins.
"Oh God, oh Debbie, oh yes!" Lisa panted, fucking Debbie's mouth as her orgasm overwhelmed her. "Drink my juice! Drink it!"
Debbie guzzled down the warm flow of honey-sweet pussy-lube that oozed from Lisa's cunt as she came. Lisa rode Debbie's mouth until she'd fucked out "every delicious fuck-tingle. As her humping slowed, she felt an overwhelming urge to relieve her bladder, so she let go.
"Now drink my pee, you cunt-hungry bitch!" Lisa giggled as Debbie choked at first on the sudden waterfall of hot piss that filled her mouth and throat. Then she sighed with relief as she emptied her bladder down Debbie's rapidly swallowing throat.
Debbie sucked down the bitter girl-piss, pumping a finger in and out of her pussy as she did so. As Lisa's piss flow subsided, Debbie sucked harder, wanting to get every last drop.
Lisa toppled off Debbie, giddy and giggling. She felt relaxed and relieved. She saw Debbie masturbating frantically, so she grabbed Debbie's jerking hand and pulled it from between Debbie's legs.
"You little jerk-off! Stop that now!" Lisa sucked on the finger that had been in Debbie's cunt. One taste of pussy cream and Lisa was drugged. She fell on her belly between Debbie's legs and began to slurp at Debbie's tasty young cunt. Her tongue slipped up Debbie's cunt and Debbie came in seconds. Lisa growled, sucking the increased flow of pussy cream as Debbie spasmed.
Debbie slumped back, her tits heaving. "That was great! But now I gotta pee."
"Let it come," Lisa said. She fastened her lips to Debbie's pisshole and waited for the hot flow. The first taste nearly knocked her out, as it always did. The acrid fumes reached through Lisa's nasal passages like smelling salts, the acidic fluid burned her throat. As she forced herself to swallow and drink, the initial bitterness of Debbie's piss sweetened, and before Debbie had emptied her bladder, Lisa was hungry for more and sucking hard.
"We'd better get going," Debbie said, and the two roommates ran to the bathroom down the hall to brush their teeth and brush their hair.
The bathroom was crowded with naked girls, all of them squealing and giggling and talking. Several girls crowded in front of each sink, doing as much ass-pinching and tit-squeezing as tooth and hair brushing. Lisa squirmed and giggled as she brushed her teeth, hardly able to accomplish her task as fingers pumped in and out of her pussy and ass-hole. On her first morning in this bathroom, she'd been a little shocked to learn that none of the girls could keep their fingers out of each others' cunts and ass-holes, but she wasn't shocked any longer. In fact, she was finger-fucking some redhead's hot pussy-hole herself as she brushed her teeth.
The toilet stalls had no doors, and girls were sitting on all the toilets, their legs spread, feeding their pussies to other girls who were crouched on the floor between their legs. Most of the girls played with their own tits as they received blow-jobs. Lisa enjoyed watching their sexy toes curl under and their eyes flutter and cross as they came. As the girls on the toilets pissed, other girls lapped at their crotches, slurping up the steaming yellow fluid. Lisa herself gave two blowjobs and drank the piss of four girls before she left the bathroom and headed for the fields for morning exercise.
In a large, flat, fenced-in area near the house, all the girls of Cherry Grove assembled each morning to perform stretching and muscle-strengthening exercises before breakfast. The grass was lush and drenched with dew, the sun climbing above the hilltops. The hundred or so teenage girls lay on their backs in the wet grass, their legs up in the air and scissoring back and forth, spreading wide toward the ground, then scissoring back up and together, their toes pointed at the sky. Vanessa insisted that the girls perform their exercises slowly and with feeling, keeping their toes gracefully pointed and stretching their legs as wide as possible with each spread. As the girls exercised, Vanessa and Skip moved among the ranks, occasionally slipping a toe up a girl's cunt to reward her for a particularly wide split, or dropping down to give her a blowjob.
This morning, both Skip and Vanessa were extra horny, and mother and son crawled from girl to girl, tasting pussy after pussy. Skip soon became so horny and drunk on the taste and smell of teenage cunt that he started falling on girls and stuffing his throbbing prong up their pussies. He fucked each girl about a dozen strokes, then pulled his prick out and moved on to the next girl.
"Bet you can't screw them all without coming!" Vanessa yelled. "Bet you can't even do half of them, you randy billy goat!"
"like hell I can't!" Skip jumped on the next girl in line, pumped in and out a dozen times, then jumped off the squirming girl, leaving her moaning and begging for more as he mounted another girl.
As Skip left a string of horny girls behind him, Vanessa tried to satisfy them by giving them quick tongue-jobs or toe-fucking them. Vanessa was skilled at bringing girls off quick. She knew just where to lick or suck, just where to jab her big-toe in a girl's cunt to provoke an orgasm. As she worked hard to satisfy the girls Skip had warmed up but had failed to satisfy, Vanessa incessantly finger-fucked herself, jerking herself off to one orgasm after another.
"I just love pussy!" Vanessa kept saying as she sank her big-toe or her teeth into another juicy crotch. "Do you feel it, darling, do you feel it?"
The girls felt it-every last one of them. Vanessa was an expert at satisfying pussy.
The more girls Skip fucked, the hotter he got, and the longer break he took between girls. His prick was so swollen and veiny that it resembled a horse cock, and he let it throb longer and longer in the cool morning air before fucking into the next girl in line. His balls looked painfully swollen, and he rubbed them gently, moaning.
"Give up, blue balls?" Vanessa called.
"Hell no!" Skip said, and Vanessa laughed as she watched her son ram his prick up the pussy of yet another squirming girl. He groaned, sliding his prick in and out slowly, trying to avoid an orgasm.
As Skip progressed among them, the girls started looking at him as a challenge. Each girl wanted to be the one to bring him off, so they used their skilled pussies to manipulate his cock.
"Damn it, don't do that!" Skip gasped, yanking his prick out of a hard-sucking cunt.
"Come on, Skippy, don't you wanna fuck me?" the girl he'd been screwing said. She had her legs spread wide and her twat held open with her fingers, showing him the quivering, wet, throbbing meat of her crotch.
Skip looked away, gripping his cock at the base and moaning with frustration.
"Squirt it, baby!" Vanessa called. "Squirt it out and you'll feel a lot better."
"Fuck you!" Skip said.
"Go right ahead," Vanessa said, showing him her upturned ass.
"Christ!" he muttered, and looked away before he got anymore excited.
Skip started resting several seconds between each girl, trying to cool off his prick and ease the ache in his balls. When he mounted a fresh girl, he only fucked her a half-dozen strokes before pulling out. When he fucked Debbie, he only rammed her four times before yanking out with a gasp.
"Bitch mink!" he growled. "I swear, you got a tongue and teeth in there!"
He was quivering from head to toe and flushed terribly as he settled down on Lisa, who was about seventieth in line. Sweat covered his burning flesh, and his dick made Lisa gasp with its heat and hardness. As he sank into her softness, she draped her arms around him, stroking his lower back as she massaged his prick with her cunt muscles. She raised her head, slipping her tongue into his mouth. He tried to pull away as she fucked, but he was too weak. With a despairing groan, a groan of complete resignation and acceptance, he crushed Lisa to the ground, humping her savagely, writhing in her arms as his eyes rolled back to white slits and he shuddered violently.
"Ahhhhhhh!" he bellowed. "Awwwwww shit!" He exploded into her, the fuck-tension from having fucked seventy cunts unleashed in Lisa's body. As his cock flexed, her ass lifted off the ground. His cum shot into her with such force that she thought a shotgun had discharged inside her.
"Uh, oh God, Skip!" Lisa squirmed as the huge dick flexed and quivered inside her, pelting the depths of her womb with molten jism. It was like getting rammed and creamed by a stallion. Skip's prick felt just like a horse dick inside her.
Vanessa laughed with delight as she watched her randy son empty his load into the gasping teenage girl. She clapped her hands and danced as Skip's orgasm went on several seconds longer than usual and gave Lisa several extra spurts of cum. "You lost it, darling! I told you, you couldn't do it!"
"Who the fuck cares?" Skip mumbled. He lay on Lisa, humping her slowly, milking out every gob of cum and tingle of orgasm. Then he kissed her deeply, using his wet tongue, and he kept kissing her and sliding his cock slowly inside her until she came.
"Oh Skip!" Lisa moaned, letting herself go as the delicious waves of orgasm pulsed through her loins and spread to every part of her body. "Ohhh yessss, Skip!"
Lisa humped upward slowly, enjoying every orgasmic twinge. Even after she'd stopped coming, she kept rocking Skip in her embrace, enjoying the feeling of being melted together with him, their naked bodies forever joined. When she finally came out of her pleasure trance, she discovered that Vanessa had decided to please the thirty or so girls Skip hadn't fucked-with a cock other than Skip's! Roscoe had appeared, and Vanessa was leading him from one girl to another, letting him settle down on each in turn and fuck his dog cock up her itching cunt.
The girls squirmed with excitement, waiting to be fucked by the gray hound. Since Roscoe was the only dog on the ranch, getting laid by him was something special. Some of the girls waiting for Roscoe had never felt a dog cock up the pussy, and they finger-fucked themselves with horny anticipation.
Vanessa had Roscoe by the collar, and she kept a good hold on him as he rubbed his furry belly against a girl's tummy and tits, plunging his slippery, red-hot dog prick up her pussy. The big hound panted excitedly, slobbering spit on the girl's flushed face, then licking her face all over. As his humping grew wilder, indicating that he was dangerously close to orgasm, Vanessa hauled him off the girl to fuck the next girl in line. Both the abandoned girl and the hound moaned with frustration.
"Ooh doggy, fuck me, fuck me!" The girl Roscoe was humping now stroked his back and humped upward rapidly, meeting his every thrust with a thrust of her own. Her toes wiggled wildly as the snake-like dog prick fucked in and out of her. She started to twitch and gasp, moaning and gibbering as her pussy went into spasms and Roscoe bore down on her. Vanessa had to yank the big dog off her before her contracting twat set off his orgasm. Whimpering, the girl squeezed her hands between her legs and clawed her way through her orgasm.
Vanessa let Roscoe cool off before allowing him to mount another girl.
Vanessa knew exactly how to handle the dog to keep him from coming. Some girls she let Roscoe fuck longer than others, depending on how excited he sounded and how fast he humped. Other girls, particularly the sluts with skilled pussies, she hauled Roscoe off of after only a few frantic thrusts. like Skip, the dog got hornier and hotter with each girl he fucked, and Vanessa had to control his every move to delay his orgasm.
Finally, only one girl remained. She was a petite blonde with small tits and a muff of platinum silk. It was evident from the mixed expression of fear and excitement on her face that she had never fucked a dog before. As Vanessa released Roscoe, letting him fall on the girl and fuck her as wildly as he wanted to now, the young girl screamed with sudden horror and started to blubber. The big hound bore down on her, fucking his dog cock in and. out of her pink pussy-hole, growling as he rubbed his furry belly all over her, slobbering over and licking her face. His claws sank into her shoulders. His loins humped wildly, relentlessly.
Despite the tears welling from the girl's blue eyes, an expression of absolute ecstasy soon contorted her face. Her blubbering stopped as fast as it had come on, and her arms and legs wrapped around the huge dog as if he were her teddy bear. Gasping, cooing, she humped her loins upward, grinding her pussy on Roscoe's plunging dog cock. She began to lick the dog's wet snout, and suddenly she and the hound were French kissing, Roscoe dangling his dripping tongue down her throat.
The girl's pink toes curled. She squirmed madly, fucking the big dog. Pussy cream foamed from her reamed-out crotch. She rubbed her pert tits up against the hound's chest, crushing him against her.
"Fuck me!" she whimpered, completely taken with her pleasure and oblivious to the hundred other girls watching her. "Fuck me, fuck me!"
Roscoe's gray eyes were glazed over. He humped so fast that his red prick was a blur. He put his nose in the air and let out a sharp howl. The girl under him gasped as he drilled her with his first round of scalding dog-jism. He shivered, pumping out spurt after spurt, his eyes rolling with canine pleasure.
"Oooooooh!" The girl's eyes rolled back to white slits. Her pink toes clawed at the balls of her feet. She writhed slowly, grinding her spasming teen pussy around and around on the hot, spurting dog prick. "Oh yesss! Oooooh!"
Half the girls watching her were jerking themselves off, imagining Roscoe's dog prick spurting off in their own hot pussies. Vanessa stroked her big hound's back as he ejaculated into the girl, finger-fucking herself to yet another orgasm. The woman could seemingly come at will.
Lisa was watching too. Skip had never climbed off her. His cock had hardened inside her again, and now he was humping relentlessly, as fast as Roscoe was humping the blonde. Lisa came again, her eyes on the coupled hound and blonde. Skip humped her until she'd been satisfied, then climbed off before he himself came. Being a male, he had to space his orgasms equally during the day to avoid knocking himself out before noon. Lisa was glad that she could come as many times as she wanted to, then could come some more.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
After breakfast in the mess hall, during which all the girls had to be properly dressed so they could keep their minds on eating instead of on finger-fucking each other, Vanessa directed all the girls except Lisa and the blonde who had received Roscoe's load to mount up for a morning ride in the hills. Most of the girls stripped completely before climbing aboard their stallions, but a few girls stubbornly refused to ride in anything but cowgirl suits and riding boots. Lisa guessed that the girls who rode fully dressed got as much of a sexual thrill out of riding that way as the other girls did by riding naked. For any girl, dressed or undressed, to spread her legs around the sweaty flanks of a stallion was a sexual experience, and the bouncing that went on while riding could easily bring on an orgasm, perhaps even faster when a girl was dressed than when she was naked. Tight jeans pulled up between a girl's pussylips while she was aboard a bouncing horse caused a girl's cunt to swell and throb, and soon she'd be coming.
"The four of us are going for our own little ride," Vanessa said, and five minutes later Vanessa, Lisa, Skip, and Jenny (the name of the pert little blonde), were all naked and riding along a secluded trail on the other side of the river, a trail Lisa hadn't yet discovered. The two girls kept glancing at Skip's erect cock, which throbbed and wagged as his horse ambled along, and Skip winked at them, flexing his cock seductively and making the girls' hearts flutter and their pussies throb achingly. By the time the four riders had reached a wide beach along the river, where Vanessa directed them to dismount and water the horses, Lisa and Jenny were hardly able to stay aboard the horses anyway due to all the pussy-goo each had leaked on her mount's back. The cool morning breeze carried the scent of teen cunt, which Vanessa, Skip, and the four stallions sniffed appreciatively.
As Skip watered the horses, Vanessa got down on the sand so she could lick the wet inner thighs of the two girls. She also drank directly from their pussies, first lapping up their pussy cream, then begging them to pee in her mouth. Skip stroked his big dripping cock as he watched his mother suck out the piss of the two sighing girls.
"It's much too warm to continue on just yet," Vanesssa said. "We mustn't overwork the horses, you know."
That was fine with Lisa. She was tingling all over from Vanessa's tongue-job and needed to come. She eyed Skip's cock and sent him a mental message to fuck her. She was still shy about asking him out loud in the presence of Vanessa.
Vanessa, still on her hands and knees, and licking some girl-pee off her lips, wiggled her seductive ass at Skip and said, "Bugger me, darling. I itch."
Lisa watched with excitement and envy as Skip got down behind his mother and mounted her like a stallion on a mare. He reached between her legs for some fresh pussy goo, rubbed the slick female lubricant all over his cock, then slipped his cock up his mother's ass-hole as easily as if it were a finger. Mother and son moaned with pleasure as he ass-fucked her.
Jenny stared in shock. She had only arrived at Cherry Grove a few days ago, the ranch's newest arrival next to Lisa, and although she had been banged several times by Skip, had witnessed girls blowing and fucking stallions, had been fucked this morning by a hound, she hadn't yet seen Skip fuck Vanessa-his own mother! Up the ass-hole yet! The sight of it shocked her more than anything she'd yet seen.
Lisa slipped a finger up Jenny's cunt, and Jenny did the same to Lisa. The two girls watched Skip hump his mother's ass until he'd brought her to a shuddering climax. By the time Skip had finished, the pussyjuice was running down both girls' legs again, and Jenny's shock had dissolved, replaced by pure lust. Jenny fell to her knees, whining like a bitch in heat, wiggling her ass at Skip. She'd never been buggered, but now she was hot for it.
Lisa watched with mounting envy as Skip pulled his greased cock out of his mother's ass-hole and planted the head of it between Jenny's silky ass-cheeks. As he gripped Jenny's ass and mercilessly forced his cock up it despite
Jenny's sudden shriek and resistance, Lisa smiled with satisfaction. The greedy little slut was getting exactly what she'd begged for, and Lisa hoped she'd suffer a little before she warmed up to the ass-fucking.
Jenny did suffer, almost bawling for about a minute as she begged Skip to stop. Skip rammed again and again, reaming the little blonde out. At last, giving up her resistance, resigned to the assault and letting Skip ram her without fighting him, she began to feel the pleasures of buggering. Soon Jenny was squirming with pleasure and excitement as wildly as she'd moments ago been writhing with pain. Soon she was begging for more. Soon she was coming.
The little blonde whined like a bitch, and Skip fucked her ass-hole until she collapsed moaning on the sand. Then he looked up at Lisa and smiled. Lisa smiled back. She turned around, bent over and turned up her ass, spreading her ass-cheeks for him and showing him her moist, pink ass pucker. He got up and drove his dripping cock up her ass-hole in one graceful motion. Lisa gasped, but she was so used to getting buggered by now that she adjusted to Skip's club-sized cock in seconds, and she was able to get off in less than a minute.
"Thanks, stud," Lisa said as Skip pulled his cock out of her. Then she glanced down at Jenny smugly, superiorly. Skip grabbed Lisa around the neck and gave her a hard kiss, and Lisa watched Jenny stare enviously as they sucked tongues.
I'm his favorite, Lisa thought. Out of all these girls, I'm his favorite, and he's going to marry me one of these days. I'll make him feel so good that he'll have to marry me. Sorry, Dale, she thought, but Skip is just more of a stud than you are.
"Yes, thank you darling," Vanessa said. She gave Skip a deep French kiss of her own. "Thank you for warming us up. Now will you help us with the horses."
"Of course," Skip said, slowly stroking his cock. "My pleasure."
"Thank you, darling. Always so agreeable."
As Skip led the black stallion out of the stream and held him by his bridle, Vanessa took a bent-over position under the stallion, whose cock swelled like a huge snake from its sheath and slapped up hard between her legs. The horse snorted, shifting his hooves restlessly as he thrust his enormous cock between Vanessa's legs.
"Help him get it in, Lisa darling." Vanessa braced herself as Lisa squatted, grabbing hold of the hard horse cock. Lisa quickly caught lubricant from between Vanessa's twat lips and lubricated the horse's cock with it. She also used some of the stallion's own natural cock lube. As she lifted the big dong into place, aiming it for Vanessa's throbbing twat, Vanessa said, "Darling, up the ass, please! Yes, up the ass-hole!"
Lisa couldn't believe it, but who was she to argue with Vanessa Sargent. She rubbed the slippery dong head between Vanessa's ass-cheeks as the stallion started grinding. like magic, the moment the stallion's cockhead kissed Vanessa's ass pucker, Vanessa's ass-hole opened and the sword-like prick slipped inside.
"Marvelous!" Vanessa moaned. "Oh my darlings, this is heaven!"
The stallion humped wildly, fucking his cock in and out, snorting and pawing the sand. He whinnied, his nostrils flaring. His cock looked like an arm as he fucked in and out of Vanessa's clutching ass-hole.
Lisa couldn't bear the excitement. Shaking, panting, she led the golden palomino up onto the sandy bank, slipped under him, bent over and pressed her back up against his abdomen. The palomino's cock immediately slapped up between her thighs and he started to rub his cock off between them, getting it greasy with her bubbling twat juices.
"Help me, damn it!" she yelled at Jenny, and the goggle-eyed little blonde scrambled over, muttering incoherently as she guided the palomino's cock between Lisa's ass-cheeks. The stallion rammed, and Lisa writhed, impaled on the stallion's prick. Lisa's eyes almost popped out from the enormous pressure in her loins. She wiggled her ass determinedly, though, grinding her ass-hole around and around on the stallion's plunging dong. In seconds, her ass-hole relaxed, and she felt only pleasure-excruciating pleasure.
"Ohhhh yessss!" Lisa moaned. "Oh I love it up the ass!"
As Vanessa went into spasms, the black stallion reared up, driving his excited cock up her gripping shitter. He whinnied, wild with passion, and ejaculated up her ass-hole. The black horse's snorts of pleasure drove the palomino to an instant orgasm of his own, and Lisa squealed with delight at hot spurts of the palomino's jism exploded into her guts. The flexing, quivering, hard-pulsing horse dong in Lisa's ass-hole brought her to a shuddering climax. She whined as the spasms exploded in her loins.
"I love it!" Lisa gasped. "Oh I love it!"
The two women gyrated their spasming asses around the plunging, spurting horse pricks, milking the whinnying stallions of every drop of their cum. Finally, as the stallions' cocks softened, the women slipped away, horse cum running down their legs from their wide-open ass-holes.
Skip, Vanessa, and Lisa, all seemed to have the same thought at the same time, for they moved like a team. Skip grabbed Jenny as Lisa led the brown stallion out of the stream. The moment Jenny realized what was happening, she started to struggle, but she didn't struggle very hard. Her loins were throbbing maddeningly, and she knew she wanted it, even though she was scared out of her mind. Skip held the squirming blonde girl in place under the brown stallion as Vanessa held the stallion steady by the bridle and as Lisa lubricated his cock with the fluids freely available-pussy goo, cock lube, horse cum. Lisa lifted the huge prong into place and the brown stallion rammed.
Jenny quivered, her mouth wide open, her ass-hole impaled on his cock. She came before the stallion had thrust three times, then came again before the stallion had gotten off himself. As the stallion filled the little blonde with his cum, she cooed contentedly. Skip got so excited that he jerked off on Jenny's ecstasy-contorted face, and Lisa lapped the fresh boy cum off the girl, then sucked the residual cum out of Skip's piss tube.
"Golden showers," Skip announced, and Vanessa and Lisa fell onto the hot river sand, pulling Jenny down with them. As Skip pissed, the three females, their ass-holes reamed out by horse dick, their ass-holes filled with the cum of stallions, showered in the boy's hot piss, caught piss in their open mouths and drank it.
One of the stallions started to piss, and Vanessa scrambled over, bathing in his piss and drinking it. Stimulated by the first stallion, two other stallions started pissing, and Lisa and Jenny wasted no time getting hold of their hose-like dicks and directing the yellow piss flows onto their tits and into their mouths. The fourth stallion ambled out of the stream, his dick hard, his nostrils flared and snorting. Vanessa, Jenny, and Lisa, drenched with piss, their ass-holes filled with horse cum, crawled under the hard-cocked stallion, licking and rubbing his prick, all of them hungry for his cum. Skip, standing by and watching, massaged his swelling balls with his left hand as he slowly masturbated his hugely swollen prick with his right hand.
Even though Lisa had her mouth and hands full of hard horse prick, she kept one eye on Skip's sweaty, lube-oozing cock. She'd be going for Skip's juicy fucker next, just as soon as she got a mouthful of horse cum.
And she knew she'd never be able to thank her mother enough for sending her to Cherry Grove.