It's been said that every person has some dark passion within his soul-some hidden secret, desire, or whim that may never surface to be seen by even the closest confidante. Such a secret can be evil and sinister, or it may be trivial and rite.
In America, such dark passions are easily submerged and hidden by the complexities of everyday living. Yet sometimes dark passions surface-and such taboo subjects as bestiality have to be dealt with.
COURSE SHE WANTS A HORSE is a dramatic representation of women who dare to let their most base desires and passions come to the fore. They are some of the few who are willing to accept the consequences, be it reward or punishment, for allowing themselves to be sexually liberated. Their story is a startling insight into the lives of people who dare to deal with the darker sides of their own sexual natures.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
Laura Bennet sat quietly in the large, high-ceilinged room of her Aunt Ellen's farmhouse. People always thought of her as a quiet, well-behaved girl, something that made Laura smile even now as she sat in the high-backed chair and felt her nipples itching teasingly under her yellow-striped halter.
She shook the loose blonde hair from her face, feeling the nylon crotch band of her panties pressing up lightly against her creaming cunt. It was so hot in here, so very warm that it made her clothes stick to her skin. Why was she feeling this heated? Why were her thoughts directed now to fucking?
Laura shuddered, rubbing her fingers briskly along her upper arms and letting out a small groan. Fucking. The word made her flesh crawl in a nice way while her cunt muscles contracted.
She was old enough to have better control over herself. At least, that's what her mother had told her time and time again, and especially just before she had left on her two-week trip to Bakers field this summer. But Laura was having second thoughts about this control. It was, she thought, becoming non-existent, especially when she thought of her young, untouched body and the odd feelings racing through it right now.
Laura let out a shuddering sigh, her eyes drifting up to the old-fashioned grandfather clock ticking rhythmically in the living room. It was three-thirty. Aunt Ellen said she would be back from the bank around five. Her two cousins, Ginger and Annie, were at the hamburger stand working their part-time jobs, leaving her all alone in this big house for a while to sit and think about...guys and fucking, and all the things that made her shiver.
Laura rubbed her knees together, feeling the slick sliding of her swollen cunt-lips against one another. Her taut little ass rubbed up against the soft cushion. There were no men out here except for the few grungy ranch hands who practically drooled over her when she went around with her cousins. The cousins giggled and teased the men, but Laura only felt nervous under their steady, hot stares. She thought about asking Ginger and Annie for advice on how to find guys in the area. But the young blonde teen didn't want to seem too forward.
In fact, the only good-looking male around here, Laura thought with a wry smile, was the two-year-old German shepherd prowling around the farmhouse right now. Laura closed her eyes and found, to her surprise, her cunt starting to warm even more as the image of the large animal flashed across her mind.
He was a handsome dog-big, muscular, with that bushy tail wagging back and forth happily when she or the others came into view. She could almost feel his muzzle rubbing against the backs of her knees while his tongue sloshed up and down over her warm flesh. Just the thought of it made her skin tingle delightfully while her heart began beating more quickly.
This was so...silly, she decided, feeling crawling sensations race up and down her spine. What could she possibly be thinking of? A dog, a darned dog was making her feel this shaky.
Laura rose from the chair, feeling as if she had drunk several glasses of wine. Putting one hand to her throat, the young teen found herself listening to the silence of the big house, wondering where Thunder, the dog, was. She thought of his large furred body and how it would feel pressed against her flesh while his tongue licked the bare spot between the top of her shorts and her halter.
Laura was shocked at the way one dirty thought led to another. It was so easy thinking about doing things with guys and then doing things with the German shepherd. She put her hands to her face, feeling her cheeks burn. How she had wished she'd gone into town with her aunt. Then there wouldn't be this dreadful temptation to find the dog and do something with him before the family returned.
Laura caught sight of herself in the mirror by the hall doorway. How flushed her face was!
It looked as if she had a fever, and her lips pouted in a particularly sexy way. "Thunder?"
She heard the sound of his claws against the tiles of the kitchen floor. Laura caught her breath, wondering whether to run up the stairs to her bedroom, or to stay and touch the big friendly animal. She remained in the doorway, her heart pounding harder and harder.
Finally, she found the energy to move through the doorway, feeling more than ever, the sexy, wet rub of her panty crotch rubbing up against her young, swollen cunt-lips. Delightful stinging spasms tickled her clit, making her nipples poke out against the clinging yellow material of her halter. She was panting like an animal as she walked into the kitchen. The dog was croushed over his yellow plastic dinner bowl, licking up some remains of his food.
At first Thunder took no notice of her. His tail drooped down over his ass while his tongue scooped around the wet surface of the bowl. Laura gasped, watching the long pink tongue work. She braced herself against the refrigerator while Thunder blinked and looked uncompress hendingly at her, his tail starting to revolve slowly around and around in friendly recognition. Laura licked her dry lips, shivering more violently than ever as she studied the big handsome German shepherd, feeling the sexual need building in her.
"Thunder, good boy, good dog."
How low and broken her voice sounded. Thunder caught the sound of excitement in it, his pointy ears pricking up while his tail began to wag more excitedly. The dog gave his bowl one more lick, then backed away, looking up more intensely at the girl still standing by the refrigerator.
"Oh, Thunder, you're such a handsome animal. Can I pet you?" She extended one hand.
Thunder whined appreciatively, lowering his head and walking up to her. He brushed up against her legs as he had done so many times before, his hot breath panting against her flesh. But then he picked up the scent of her hot, aroused cunt. The dog rubbed harder against her, and then came the licking, the touch of his long tongue up against her knee. When he licked near the crotch of her shorts, Laura panicked, w backing away and feeling her ass bang against the wall behind her.
"No! Bad dog! No, Thunder, you shouldn't touch me."
But Thunder was more interested in her now than ever. When he licked his tongue up the backs of her thighs, touching her ass with his snout, Laura backed away from him in fear, staggering toward the doorway. Her arms were in front of her as if she were drunk, the dog trying to trip her as she struggled to return to the living room.
"Bad, bad dog. No, Thunder, you don't know what you're doing. Please, let me go!"
Thunder dashed in front of her, stretching out his forelegs and tripping her.
Laura pitched forward, letting out a sharp scream as she tumbled onto the thick hall carpet. Thunder was almost on top of her, hooking his forelegs around her thighs and humping up against her ass. Laura couldn't believe what was happening, swatting back at the big beast while trying to crawl forward down the corridor. At times Laura heard Thunder's jaws snapping near her ears while his claws scratched her bare flesh.
She was nearly at the bathroom door when she felt his powerful fangs nipping at her shorts. Thunder was sinking his teeth into the silky material. He was trying to pull her shorts off! Laura's mouth opened in shock as she heard the material tearing.
"No!"
She fought bravely, beating at the animal while still trying to slip into the bathroom. It was impossible. Thunder was too strong and too determined. He kept pulling back at the shorts until they tore right down the middle.
Laura cried out again in hopeless fear, feeling the shorts rip from her body. She was wearing only her halter and panties now, an easy mark for the big beast. When Thunder climbed onto her a second time, Laura wheeled around on her ass, kicking back with sharp jerks as the dog pranced around her feet, barking excitedly at her.
"Oh, go away, go away!" Laura screamed, hot tears burning her eyes.
What could she have been thinking of, leading the dog on the way she had. And now...and now she was paying for it. The dog wanted her. She could see something very stiff and red poking out from between his hind legs. Laura was a city girl, but she had seen dogs fucking in the street.
Now one of them was after her, prancing around her, his tongue hanging out. Laura crawled back, feeling her spine bump up against the bathroom door. Thunder twisted his head around, sinking his teeth down on her ankle while rolling up his eyes, watching her.
"Filthy, horrid dog!"
Laura made a face, feeling ready to faint. She tried kicking the big dog away from her ankle, but Thunder was determined, sloshing his tongue over her flesh while biting down lightly as if showing her who was boss. Again and again, Laura pleaded for the big dog to stop, to back away from her, to leave her alone.
Thunder let go of her ankle, sinking his front fangs into her thigh. It was as if someone had set a fire in her cunt!
Laura fell back onto the floor, her shoulders shaking against the carpeting while she drank in the sensation of the dog's muzzle so delightful close to her cunt! The hot, tight feeling was growing worse and worse in her cunt.
Her panties were so wet now, so very, very wet and warm while her halter seemed to strangle her. Laura found herself reaching down with trembling fingers, sliding them under the elastic waistband of her briefs and pushing them down. There was only the thin material between her cunt and the dog's tongue.
She knew Thunder was watching her, his bite loosening around her thigh. She could feel his panting breath against her flesh. Her muscles tensed while she curled her toes and pushed off her sandals, wallowing in the thought of what the dog could do to her. She was hot, eager, curious about sex, and Thunder was more than willing to teach her.
But there was no conviction in her voice. Thunder had left off biting her and was licking the insides of her thighs now, licking up higher and higher until Laura nearly went out of her mind with the hot, wet sensation. She tensed her thigh muscles, relaxed them, then tensed once more, rolling her hips up to the wonderful wet touch of the animal's mouth.
How she loved that light sensation of being touched this way, the wonderful feel of that tongue. Long silver paths of the German shepherd's spit glistened on her flesh as Laura lay there, gasping for her breath, delighting in the feel of his tongue.
"Thunder...Thunder."
She moaned his name again and again, feeling long strands of her blonde hair sticking to her forehead and flushed cheeks. At times she felt him sniffing at her cunt, moving his maw over her cunt-mound. How good it was, feeling his hot breath panting against the spit-soaked nylon of her panties.
Thunder was now bracing his big paws up against her thighs while licking his tongue against the silken material. Laura shamelessly spread her legs, bending her knees while humping up against his hot, licking maw! Sucking in a ragged breath, the young teen felt Thunder rubbing his powerful fangs up against her thighs.
Then he opened his jaws a second time, closing them on the flesh just below her cunt while trying to work the tip of his tongue under her panties. Laura let out choked, grunting sounds, pumping her taut, pert ass up and down in jerky fucking movements. She clawed at the carpeting, rolling her ass up, biting down on her lower lip until she could taste blood.
She was going to do it. Something had taken over her mind, and Laura had decided to do it. She was sliding her panties down, feeling the soft rub of the nylon against her thighs. Thunder had moved back, giving her some room while she pushed down her briefs, bringing her knees up so she could slip the soaked nylon panties over her toes.
There! She had done it. She had crossed some line, exposing herself this way to a hot, horny male. Laura laughed, feeling free, wild, tossing her hair from her face while she looked at the handsome animal in front of her. She wanted to throw her arms around him and hug the dog to her body!
Laura unhooked her halter, feeling the material slip to the floor. She was stark naked now, her tits sitting high on her heaving chest, the large red nipples poking out. Thunder moved forward, licking his tongue over her nipples as Laura lay back on the floor and stretched out her arms. She wanted the dog to lick her all over. She wanted to feel his tongue lapping into her cunt, over her tits!
Thunder seemed to have similar thoughts. He was gouging his claws into her inner thighs, pushing his long black snout up and down against her slick cunt-folds.
Laura shuddered, arching her cunt toward the dog. She shuddered each time the dog touched a particularly sensitive spot on her body. Rolling onto her side, Laura clawed at the carpeting beneath her, trying to get away from the delicious feeling and yet at the same time intensifying it.
Thunder was on top of her at once, pushing her hips back down against the floor until her ass was flat against the carpet. Laura cried out. That hot, excruciating tickle was building, growing more and more intense until she thought she would cum.
Laura reached down with her hands, her fingers pushing through the wiry blonde bush of her cunt-hairs. She felt Thunder's tongue slopping against her whitened knuckles. He licked her fingers as she caressed her cunt again and again. Laura moaned, humping her ass up and down, drumming her slender legs against the floor while she rocked her boyish hips from left to right. It was all she could do to breathe!
And Thunder kept on licking down there between her shivering white legs, drawing his tongue up and over her cunt again and again, until the young girl thought she would surely lose her mind! Never had she experienced anything this lovely before!
The German shepherd pulled his paw from her cunt-thicket for a moment, staring at her, his tail wagging back and forth, brushing up against her toes. Laura shook her head. It was still too new, too unusual for her to believe she was doing something like this. And yet there was Thunder, wedged between her legs, his snout wet with her cunt-juices and his saliva.
Tiring quickly of the staring game, Thunder went back to his hot wet treasure, growling as he snuffed around in her cunt. Then he curled his long pink tongue deep into her cunt-hole.
Laura threw her head back, letting out lusty grunts of delight. He was touching her cherry now! It was so weird, so excitingly odd, having that tongue inside her, pushing up against her moist pink sides of her cunt. This was how it must feel to be fucked by a guy, having something rubbing back and forth deep inside, touching all those itchy, sparking nerves that made her cunt simmer.
Laura rubbed her fingers back and forth more quickly against her cunt-mound, peeling her cunt-lips back and opening her cunt more for the big animal.
"Yes, yes, oh yesss..."
Laura thought she could hear the dog growling now as he settled between her legs and fed on her drooling cunt. He was sounding different, growling while licking her cunt. His growl rumbled through her cunt, sending more and more sensations of delight through her. Then Thunder moved again, licking deep while bracing his paws against her hips.
In a moment he was lapping at her nipples, sanding them with his tongue as if he knew they were so sensitive, they hurt with her arousal. Tentatively Laura raised her arms, rubbing her fingers through the dog's long fur. How warm he was, nearly as hot as she! Laura squeezed her fingers into the hard-muscled flesh, throwing back her head when Thunder began licking over her throat, then moving back to her hard-tipped nipples.
There was something more she wanted, something more Laura knew the dog could give her.
She thought of that red, knobby thing she had seen slithering from the dog's hindquarters. It was his cock, the thing that would make her more fulfilled, she thought wryly. But, no, there were some things that just couldn't be done and this was one of them.
She was so confused. And there was Thunder, rolling his tongue around her cunt, touching her nerve-rich clit, watching as the young blonde teen jerked and trembled.
"What should I do...ohhhhhh God!"
Laura bucked under the big animal, suddenly knowing what she would do. Fucking. She wanted the dog to fuck her with his cock and would get it now. She fondled the German shepherd as he dropped back low against her body and started tongue-fucking her once more.
CHAPTER TWO
"Wanna fuck...wanna fuck," Laura panted, losing her mind to the stinging sensations biting into her cunt.
She snapped her knees together, trapping the animal's head between her legs while she rubbed her toes back and forth against the dog's warm thick fur. How good and tingly it felt against the bare soles of her feet!
More than once Laura bit her lower lip until it bled, knowing it was wrong letting the German shepherd lick her off this way. But it felt good when he dragged his tongue up her cunt, then back down to her ass, leaving hot, wet sensations against her flesh! She fucked her cunt up against the big dog's maw, wanting something bigger, something harder slipping in and out of her cunt instead of Thunder's tongue.
Laura paused for a second, shuddering. Fucking with the dog was an idea that crossed her mind again and again as she lay opened to the animal's licking. Now she could sense Thunder's impatience and his growing desire to lick his tongue into her cunt.
Sliding her hands up, she cupped her fingers around her full tits, squeezing and milking them, feeling her itchy nipples rubbing up against her knuckles. She pinched her tits, feeling a resulting twinge between her legs. The heat in her cunt was getting hotter. The tonguing was driving her past a point of no return.
Suddenly the girl made up her mind, moving her arms forward and pushing the growling animal away from her.
"No, boy, I'm not pushing you away for good," she panted.
With one move, Laura turned around, winding up on her hands and knees, wagging her tight little ass in front of the animal. Lowering her head, she peered between her hanging tits and saw Thunder's tongue hanging from his mouth. He studied her for a moment, his eyes rounding while his black nostrils sniffed at the musky odor coming from her cunt.
Raising one paw, he touched her ass, drawing his claws over her flesh. Laura shivered, sliding one hand back to her cunt. She wouldn't let him pop her cherry though. Oh no, no, that was going too far, she thought. But she would feel him inside her, his cock ramming through her cunt-to a certain point.
"Come on, boy, come on, don't be afraid."
She gasped, hearing the steady panting of the animal as he approached her. He had both paws up against her ass now, sliding them forward until his claws were up around the center of her back. Laura sucked in a deep breath and held it until her eyes swam.
And dangling between his legs was his knobby cock, that long red thing she had spotted earlier. It was standing straight out now, the pointy tip moist, ready to slip into her body and give her the satisfaction she desperately needed.
Laura let out her breath, her back sagging as Thunder climbed onto her and hugged her hard. She felt his hindlegs prancing behind her nervously while he rested his head between her jutting shoulder blades. The young girl let her head fall back down, her long blonde hair curtaining her flushed face as she curled her fingers into the carpet.
Thunder was hunkering down, getting ready to fuck her. The pressure between her legs was becoming far too much for the young, inexperienced teen to take. She knew she was going to cum, and cum hard when Thunder drove his cock into her.
He blindly stabbed at her cunt, hugging her, whining, licking the back of her neck while positioning himself.
"Uhhhhh...ohhhhh, Thunder, that's it! Oh God in heaven, that's it!"
Laura snapped her head up, her tits slapping together as the big German shepherd drove his cock into her with one powerful stroke. It was all she could do to keep her hand around her cunt. Squeezing her fingers together, she felt the slick knob go into her cunt until she felt the tip touch her cherry. That was as far as she would let him penetrate her.
Laura squeezed her fingers around the cock greedily, hearing the dog howl. He pushed his powerful hips back, then tried shoving his cock deeper. But Laura was determined to keep him back, squeezing her fingers tightly while drinking in the sensation of having something inside her body for the first time. It was all so marvelous, so new!
"Oh God, yes, Thunder, fuck me, fuck me good!"
Several times the German shepherd tried to slip past her guard. But it was futile. Laura managed to stop him even though a raging fever of insatiable itching raged through her. She nearly collapsed to the floor, a small climax exploding deep in her cunt.
Shaking away the desire to let the dog fuck her all the way into her cunt, Laura began rolling her narrow hips from left to right, increasing the rubbing sensation. In a moment Laura was tossing her head from side to side.
The dog was stiffening on top of her, his forelegs tightening, his hindquarters trembling. Some saliva dripped from his maw, oozing down her neck and shoulders. Thunder began fucking her as best he could, working his narrow doggie hips, churning them while driving his cock in and out, sliding the knob past Laura's clenching fingers.
The girl wriggled her slim ass a little more, feeling caught on the stabbing cock as the big beast worked his cock back and forth. She now knew what a delight fucking was-why all the girls in school talked about it all the time.
Thunder was whimpering loudly now, pulling his cock out, then shoving it back in. Laura was totally amazed by the way her slick cunt-walls stretched apart to make room for Thunder's cock. It was more than she could ever have hoped for, here in the middle of nowhere!
"Ohhhhh, Thunder, do it to me! Oh God in heaven, fuck, fuck, fuck..."
The words babbled from her mouth. Laura didn't know what she was saying as she felt her elbows bowing out, then finally collapsing. She managed to keep her ass up in the air, the dog holding on tight while working his knobby cock faster and faster. Laura could feel the hot, wet friction making her cunt hotter, stoking it up to climax.
The dog let out a howl, shoving down hard.
Again Laura felt the pointy cock rubbing up against her cherry. But her grip remained, stopping his cock from going all the way in. In another second she could feel hot spurts of his jizz spattering against her cunt-walls.
That touch sent her young, virgin cunt into contractions, the velvety sides of her cunt gripping Thunder's shooting cock and milking it. Wriggling her ass around, tearing her fingernails against the carpet, Laura loved feeling the dog spraying her cunt with his jizz.
"Oooooooooh!"
Laura lay flat on the floor, finally opening her eyes. Thunder was next to her, his powerful thighs pressed against her as he bobbed his head and licked his shrinking cock and balls. Laura shivered, closing her eyes and feeling the warm glow all over her.
She had done it! She had actually let him fuck her! It all seemed like some dream. But the warm, wet feeling still throbbing between her legs told her it was all too real.
Now she rolled onto her ass, sitting up and shaking the loose hair from her eyes. Her aunt would soon be home. And then Ginger and Annie would be in from work. Would they notice something different in her? Would they be able to guess that a dog had fucked her?
Laura rose shakily from the floor. Thunder glanced up at her then sighed, drawing his tongue up along his belly, then back to his small furry balls. Laura hugged her young body, padding down the hall to the bathroom.
"At least I keep my cherry," she muttered to herself, turning on the shower and letting the water warm. Fucking the dog would never happen again, Laura told herself, stepping into the tub and letting the water wash over her flesh. Thunder had been horny and so had she. But now it was over. With that thought rushing through her head, Laura prepared herself for another dinner with her aunt and cousins.
On schedule, Ellen Bennet arrived. She was a tall woman whose features closely matched Laura's. It was obvious she was the sister of the girl's late father. Her golden-blonde hair, her aquiline nose, her porcelain-like skin, and her lithe well-formed body all spoke of the beauty that awaited Laura as she matured.
The girl had always liked her aunt, feeling a particular affinity toward her. So there was some guilt as she pushed away Thunder in the kitchen while Aunt Ellen was getting the dinnerware down from the shelves. She had always told her aunt everything. This was going to be a first for keeping something secret, Laura thought solemnly, setting the table and hearing a pickup truck grind to a halt in front of the home.
"Oh, they're back," Ellen sighed, brushing a wisp of hair from her forehead.
Ginger and Annie came bounding in, talking at once, arguing about what had gone on in the hamburger stand.
"Girls! I told you I don't want to hear that kind of conversation here," Ellen said firmly, both hands on her hips.
Ginger and Annie fell silent immediately, while Laura found it difficult to suppress a smile.
"Now, you can bicker in your own rooms, out of my hearing, but you'll be civil to one another when I'm around. Is that clear?"
"Yes, ma'am," both said quietly, eyes down to the floor.
Even Thunder was chastised, whimpering, then slinking away from the dining room. Laura was relieved. She could only imagine what kind of scandal he would create, nosing around her legs, licking her thighs, trying to fuck her again. She had to stop thinking about that, about the dog mounting her. It had been hours since Thunder had licked his tongue across her cunt and slurped into all her hot, secret places. It would never happen again though, never!
Dinner was pleasant enough, the argument forgotten as both Ginger and Annie babbled on about guys who had winked at them while they worked. Aunt Ellen listened politely, smiling, saying very little while Thunder minded his manners in the corner.
Laura thought she caught her aunt stealing an odd glance at the reposing German shepherd once or twice. But surely she had to be mistaken. Her Aunt Ellen was a quiet woman who had more than enough cares running the farm, especially after her husband had been killed in that grisly tractor accident last year. Besides, only she was interested in Thunder. Interested? How had that word come into her mind? Laura squirmed uneasily, wishing she could push her thoughts away.
"Come on, Laura. We've got some neat records you haven't heard. You'll see we aren't in the jungle out here all the time," Ginger said, her red curls bouncing with every move she made.
"Yeah. I mean, we've got all kinds of things out here," Annie agreed, patting her shining brown hair with one hand while starting to help clean up the table.
"You girls go along and show Laura your things. She hasn't got much time out here with us. I'll finish up," Ellen said, clearing the dishes from the table while the three teens scampered up the stairs, leaving Thunder behind.
Ellen smiled, glad to be alone for the moment. It had been a trying day, fighting with the bank, trying to extend the loan or refinance it. Brad had left her with a heavy load, and she wondered if she were up to carrying it. No husband, no love, no fucking, no money, Ellen thought sourly, putting the dishes in the washer and slamming the door closed. And two daughters to raise, Ellen added, feeling as if the ceiling were about to cave in on her.
"Thunder. I can always count on you to help out...at least give me some comfort," Ellen said with a smile, bending over and patting the dog on the head.
He had just ambled in, tired of the silence in the empty dining room. Ellen crouched down, hugging the dog to her, feeling his warm head pressing against her tits. She felt terribly alone.
Above, she could hear the sounds of the music starting. Ginger and Annie were assailing Laura with their records. Well, that sort of thing was for the young. She was past that, past anything, she felt, stroking Thunder's thighs. There were only going to be bills to pay and grim-faced bankers to placate as life dragged on to its close.
"Oh!"
Thunder's licking around her ankles, then drawing his tongue over her tits had brought Ellen back to her senses. She wrinkled her forehead, looking strangely at the big dog. What on earth was wrong with him? A few more licks told her what was going on, and a flaming blush reddened her cheeks. He had sensed her frustration. Worse, he had smelled it. She wanted to get up and strike the animal across the side of the head. That was filthy! And yet...and yet she remained crouched there on the floor, her knees spread apart, her yellow summer-print dress pushed up a bit while the dog kept on licking.
She felt her chest tightening while her mouth grew dry. Ellen was aware of Thunder's body against hers, more aware than she had ever been of Brad's. Her heart beat furiously. Thunder nuzzled his maw against her tits, licking up over her dress, undulating against her body.
"This is dreadful," she whispered, not wanting to move an inch.
She curled her toes until they cramped, wondering if she had indeed gone crazy. And the way he was licking her made her wonder if perhaps she could...
"No."
The girls were above her. Any moment they could come down and find her involved with this animal. How would she explain it? With a good deal of difficulty Ellen rose, realizing just how shaky she was. The dog's tail wagged slowly. She watched his nostrils, black, wet, twitching as he picked up her scent once more and sniffed. Her cheeks blushed and burned!
Resting against the sink, listening to the steady drone of the dishwasher, Ellen could think only of how that tongue would feel touching something far more sensitive than her arm! She rolled her full ass against the sink, teetering on the brink of doing something about her feelings. The dog, that wonderful dog could make her feel so much better.
Something had to make her feel better or she would throw herself under a tractor. And just looking at Thunder made her tits seem to swell, the nipples stiffening and poking up.
Ellen closed her eyes as an awful hot tingling itch started crawling up her thighs, making her cunt burn with a terrible heat. It was the same feeling that used to propel her into bed with her late husband. Only this time, Thunder was the man! Ellen smiled.
"Come on, boy, come on downstairs."
No one would think of looking for her in the cellar. Opening the dark green wooden door, she descended carefully down the rotting, narrow wooden steps. She braced herself carefully against the cold, damp stone wall, turning once or twice to see if Thunder were following her. He was right behind, sniffing occasionally at the wood, then stretching his head forward curiously as if wondering what on earth the woman were doing.
When she reached the bottom of the stairs, Ellen looked about in the semi-darkness, finally finding the old couch she and Brad had hauled down there only weeks before she had been killed. She walked to the sofa and pulled the yellowed coversheet from it, a cloud of dust exploding all around her. Thunder backed away and barked in surprise as Ellen folded the cover and dropped it to the floor.
"Shhh, Thunder. No sounds. We don't want the girls to know," Ellen whispered, putting her fingers to her lips, then reaching around and pulling down her zipper.
She smiled, feeling a little ridiculous as she faced the dog and disrobed. After all, it was only an animal, a German shepherd sitting on his haunches, with his head cocked to one side and his tongue hanging out. She could call it quits any time she wanted. But something was drawing her to him as she stepped from her dress, sliding off her leather sandals.
Ellen paused for a moment, then shrugged and unfastened her bra, feeling her tits slip forward and rest fully on her chest. She began pushing down her panties, but decided to wait Thunder was up now, his tail revolving slowly, his eyes burning brightly as Ellen climbed onto the sofa and lay down.
For a moment Ellen thought nothing would happen. This was going to be another bust in her life, something that just wouldn't work out and would leave her high and dry. Then she felt Thunder sniffing at her hand, licking her arm before climbing onto the sofa as well. Ellen smiled happily, letting out a tiny groan as she stretched and wriggled against the stiff material of the couch. She could feel the smooth, cool nylon of her panties, halving her cunt-lips, pressing into her cunt, making it tremble with delight. She knew this would be a wonderful time with the big dog. Ellen wondered why it had taken her this long to realize what she really wanted.
"Come here, Thunder. Oh yes, good boy, good doggie," she sighed.
The words bubbled out automatically from her, from somewhere deep in her troubled mind. The dog picked up her tone and started licking his tongue over her tits, sanding the hot wet tongue over her nipples and making her gasp with amazement.
It had been so long since she had felt something like that. She had touched herself in the dead of night, relieving the pressure between her legs when she thought she couldn't stand it any longer. But this was something more, something touching and caring and...and almost human! Thunder was growling now, the growl of an animal servicing a female in heat.
"Yess, you wonderful dog, yessss," Ellen hissed, rolling her ass and thighs up while pushing her head into the soft pillow behind her.
He was licking down her chest, down, down toward her cunt. She knew this would be the best day she had had in such a long, long time!
CHAPTER THREE
"Thunder...oh yes, yes, do it to me! Oh God in heaven, lick me, Thunder!"
The dog was moving excitedly around her, licking her upper arms, digging his tongue into her arm pits, then drawing it down until he was licking her fingers. Then he backed down when Ellen spread her legs, drawing his tongue down, until drool dripped from his tongue onto her belly.
Ellen wanted to draw this out as long as she could, guiding him upward, rewarding him with a scratch behind the ears when he started licking the most sensitive spots on her body.
"Oooooh...that's it, boy! Oh yes, yes, doggie, yes Thunder! Oh, lick me all over," Ellen whispered, finding it more and more difficult not to groan loudly.
She rolled onto her stomach, feeling her cunt contract with every move she made. The animal stood over her, his legs braced one either side of her back. She could feel the cold paws, the sharp claws digging into her flesh. She trembled, her flesh crawling with delight while she made soft fucking movements against the sofa cushions.
He dropped his head, drawing his tongue over her spine, wetting down all the bumps and hollows of her back. And then he drew his tongue over her ass, licking deep into her ass-crack, touching her shitter!
Ellen bucked as if someone had touched her with a live wire! Not even her husband had done that to her! She groaned into the pillow, curling her fingers into her palms until the nails creased the flesh, wagging her ass from side to side. She felt the tongue sloshing more frequently back and forth through her cunt, the short, sharp hairs of his muzzle tickling the sensitive flesh of her ass-crack.
Ellen let out another moan, widening her knees. Then slowly she raised her ass, feeling her cunt spasming the lips rubbing against one another while the dog grunted and began wetting each cheek with his long, pink sloppy tongue.
"Thunder, oh you're so good, so very good, boy! yes, lick me, lick me!"
Ellen found herself panting every bit as hard as the dog above her. He was licking down into her ass-crack once again, his spit dribbling until it was wetting down her cunt-curls. It was something she had never experienced before in her life, something that took her breath away.
She pushed herself up once more, panting and gasping, the weight of her tits hanging from her chest. She wobbled on her elbows, sucking in lungfuls of air when she could. When Thunder's tongue touched an especially sensitive spot she held her breath. He was working on her lower thighs now.
With another cry, Ellen spread her thighs until her inner cunt-lips peeled stickily back from the warm, moist cunt-meat along her slit. The dog shoved at her hungrily, raking his tongue over her cunt-mound.
"Ohhhhhh, Thunder! Oh...ohhhhh!, , The couch squeaked and groaned under her, small clouds of dust rising into the dark air as she moved. She had to give the dog more licking room. Ellen rolled onto her back again, draping one leg over the low back of the couch. She was wide open for him, something the dog saw immediately. Thunder pushed into her cunt-mouth with his black snout, snuffing and panting in the steamy, soaked flesh.
With a sharp squeal, Ellen jerked her body up against his snout, kicking one leg up in the air as the hot, tense thrills built more and more. Thunder was growling, that soft, smothered growl of lust she had heard before. When she opened her eyes and looked under Thunder's belly she saw the dark red spear of his cock. It had slipped an inch or two from the furry sheath and glistened with his natural lube.
Ellen shivered, her eyes glued to the strange-looking thing. Through her mind ran a shadowy movie of dogs fucking. She had seen Thunder corner a bitch once or twice, mounting the hapless dog and fucking her. She had been amazed even then at his power, his prowess. And now she was going to be the recipient of it all.
Ellen jerked her head to one side, drawing one hand up to her mouth and biting down hard. Was she going to let the dog fuck her? She babbled with excitement, feeling her heart swell. She was holding the dog's head down so he could lap her cunt-slit open.
Ellen was partially sitting up, watching the big dog lick her cunt. His tongue rubbed her flooding pussy-meat, and she watched her clit forced down. The animal wagged his narrow hips and even more of his red, knobby cock slithered out. Her cunt-hairs clung together in wet little curls along the edge of her spit-slicked crack. It was more than she could stand.
"Ooooh, no, no, you've gotta do it! You've gotta do it!"
Ellen was begging the dog to fuck her. But she couldn't help it. All the months of frustration and loneliness burst over her like a broken dam. She sat up a little more. She could see the tendons in her thighs bulging out whenever the dog slurped upward through the slippery length of her cunt. The dog saw this and went wild, opening his maw and closing his sharp teeth down on the ridged muscle. Ellen fell back on the sofa and shoved her thighs upward, rotating her cunt around in tight, frantic circles.
She was whimpering for Thunder to eat her again. He jumped forward, landing his paws on her shoulders and pushing her down into the soft couch. She felt it, felt the friction building more and more in her. She could feel the shaking of the dog's shoulders as he nipped and licked her cunt.
"Yes, yes, yes..."
Ellen whipped her legs against the sofa, hugging the animal's body with her knees as he brought her to a wild throbbing ecstasy. Her hot juices exploded from her cunt and wet the German shepherd's furry muzzle. She could hear the slick sounds of his mouth on her cunt, sounds that made her shiver and shake against the dog.
"Thunder...ohhhhh, yes, yes, I...I want you to fuck me, doggie...yes, do it, do it to me!"
Ellen couldn't stop moving long enough for the animal to get a good grip on her. She thrashed like a wild woman on the old sofa, her ankles kicking against the back of the couch while her ass moved back and forth.
Thunder managed to get back down to her cunt, opening his jaws and taking hold of her cunt-mound between his fangs. She stiffened, arching her back and pounding her fists against the cushions as she felt that sharp, itching, aching sensation piercing her cunt-mound.
He was licking her, flicking his tongue back and forth while gently holding her cunt with his powerful maw. He started shaking her gently, his fangs pressing more maddeningly against the super-sensitive flesh. The touch brought whimpers from her throat.
Ellen felt herself touching the dog under his belly. Her hand slipped back as she tossed on the couch. Thunder's cock brushed against her palm. In a second, he was humping his cock against her.
"Uhhhhhh...oh Thunder!"
Ellen knew she had to do it. She couldn't keep back from fucking any longer. She was going to climax soon, and she wanted to feel that hard, hot cock in her when she finally came!
"Thunder, here, come on, boy, leave me alone for a second...uhhhhhh!"
It took some doing, shoving the insistent German shepherd from her cunt, turning around and getting down on all fours. This position seemed most natural, Ellen thought, especially for having a dog fuck her. Again she remembered the way Thunder had fucked those bitches behind the house, the way his body had draped over the female dog while his hips slammed his cock home.
She would have the same thing, crouching there, her tits swaying gently back and forth, her knees sinking into the old musty pillows of the sofa. She moaned, shaking her ass from side to side as the dog pawed at her buttocks, and then began climbing onto her.
Ellen closed her eyes, biting her lower Up as she felt him mounting her. His forelegs slipped forward, tightening around her tits while his hot, knobby cock began jabbing against her buttocks. She was so hot, her cunt was winking open, then snapping shut on nothing but thin air!
The dog was grunting, hunkering down on her back while still trying to jab his cock home. The nerve endings in her cunt yearned for the dog's cock. And then she felt the pointy, knobby cock slip into her cunt, fucking her.
Ellen collapsed onto the sofa, turning her head, resting one burning cheek against the pillow while keeping her ass high in the air. It had been so long, so long since she had had something that hard and long and thick and hot in her cunt.
She scratched her nails against the old sofa cushions, feeling her cunt-muscles squeeze tight against Thunder's cock. She moaned. It was heaven, she thought, bucking up from the sofa, tearing at the couch as if she were a bitch in heat. She fucked back with everything she was worth, feeling the animal's claws scraping her sides while all the slick knobs and bumps on his cock tickled her cunt.
She fell heavily against the back of the sofa, sucking in air through her burning nostrils. She was going to cum. Ellen knew she was going to climax with the animal's cock in her!
She felt Thunder's tongue licking her while his powerful hindquarters slapped against her ass again and again. He nearly lifted her from the couch more than once as his forward fuck-thrusts plowed through her cunt. Ellen opened her mouth to gasp when she felt the first sprays of jizz spatter against her cunt. The woman felt her cunt-walls spasm, gripping the shooting cock while Thunder held on for dear life and fucked deep into her.
"Uhhhhh...oooooh!"
Ellen buried her face in the pillow. Fiery spasms engulfed her clit as she came and came and came. Never had she felt such a blinding frenzy explode between her legs. Ellen yelped into the pillow, keeping her ass jerking about in frantic little circles while Thunder slipped his cock in and out, finally holding it there.
How long she crouched like that Ellen didn't know. When it was over, she felt the dog sliding from her body, then heard him trotting across the basement floor. She slowly stretched her legs behind her, feeling a cramp of fatigue aching through her thighs. She had done it. She had done what she had wanted to do all these months-but with a dog!
That thought made her shudder. If Ginger or Annie were to find out, she would die! And Laura...the thought of the child hearing of any indiscretion filled her with horror. She would have to be very indiscreet, very quiet about her new-found desire. But for now she would lie down and enjoy the quiet feeling in her body. She worked her thighs together and felt her cunt-lips rub against one another. It would be just her and Thunder, the two of them stealing away for love-trysts.
But unknown to Ellen, her actions with the dog had not gone unnoticed. In the kitchen Laura sat by the table, staring out the darkened window in shock. Above her she could still hear the sounds of the record player as her cousins put on the next and newest album. She had gone downstairs for some milk, having heard a commotion coming from the cellar. When she opened the door, Laura knew automatically what was making those sounds.
Curiosity had driven her forward down the stairs, the milk shaking in her hands. She had nearly dropped the glass when she saw Aunt Ellen crouching there, Thunder on top of her, fucking her. When Ellen had screeched out her climax, Laura had turned and run up the stairs, spilling milk all the way.
Now she sat at the table alone, her mind spinning around and around. Laura groaned, pressing her fingertips to her lips. She was all mixed up. And she couldn't help but feel a little jealous that Thunder had fucked her aunt right after fucking her. That was the silly part.
She pushed her slender fingers through her hair, staring at the half-empty glass of milk on the sink counter. She knew she couldn't stay in the kitchen forever. Ginger and Annie would come down searching for her, and she didn't want them to find their mother like...like that-all stretched out on the sofa, fucking with the German shepherd!
"God..."
What if her cousins ever found out? Would they be freaked to discover their mother was a dog-fucker? Laura felt her face redden once more. Who was she to judge, considering that she had bedded down with the animal herself. It was all so confusing to her.
"Laura, you down there? Come on up. There's some real good music goin' on."
It was Ginger, hanging over the railing. Laura pushed her erotic thoughts from her mind and shoved back the chair, grabbing her milk and rushing upstairs to the bedroom.
"What's wrong with you? Looks like you've seen a ghost or something!" Ginger said.
"I...spilled some milk and things on the floor. I don't like doing that, especially in someone else's house. So, what's the music?"
Ginger gave her a fishy look, then shrugged and babbled on about one rock group after another. Annie was there, drinking something from a bottle in a paper bag. She swayed a little unsteadily, giggling and moving her arms up and down as if she were conducting something. Laura realized then that there was the heavy odor of alcohol in the small bedroom.
"Shhhhh! Don't tell mother!" Ginger said, closing the door quietly behind her. "It's our little secret. We go out and have some guys buy us stuff before we come home from work. It's just a little thing."
A house of secrets! And she was starting to learn them all!
"Come on, have some. It makes you feel real groovy," Annie slurred, spilling some of the liquor on the bedspread.
"It's vodka. Annie can't handle it," Ginger said with a frown, turning up the music.
"I can too," Annie sniffed, giggling, then squirming down on the bed until her halter pulled up from her tits.
Laura could see the girl's dark-brown nipples, long and hard, pressing up against the bottom hem of her halter. It was almost stifling in the small room. Laura walked over to the window, opening it a crack.
"And I feel real hot, if you know what I mean.-' Annie said.
"Annie!" Ginger snapped.
"Oh, she's gonna find out sooner or later," Annie sniffed, tilting her chin up defiantly while drawing her fingers over her thighs.
"Find out what?"
Laura was nearly overwhelmed by the undercurrent that ran through the house.
"Oh, it's just that I'm sort of seeing a guy, and mom doesn't know about it. But," she added quickly, "so's Ginger."
"Annie, shut up!"
"You ever do it with a guy, Laura? I mean, really go all the way? You still have your cherry?"
Laura flushed, wanting to run from the room, but afraid of meeting up with her Aunt Ellen.
"I haven't ever done it with a boy," Laura whispered, wondering what this was leading to.
"Thought so. Well, I'm gonna show you just what to do and how to get off," Annie slurred, giving her cousin a sly look, then pushing her panties down along with her shorts.
Laura stood there in shock, staring at the dark brown bush of cunt-hairs bushing out around Annie's full cunt-mound. Annie took in a long deep breath, rolling her ass back and kicking her panties free. They landed right in front of Laura.
"That's better," Annie sighed, drawing her fingers slowly, dreamily along either side of her cunt, letting her thumbs graze her clit. "I like it when I do that. Guys do it so fast! I mean, they're always in some kinda hurry. Come on Annie, get over here, I'll show you how to really get off."
Laura looked at Ginger, who only shrugged, then went off to one corner to thumb through some albums.
"Go ahead if you want. I don't care. She's really good at playing with herself, if that's your bag," Ginger said.
There were so many new things happening to her. Laura felt dizzy and strange and out of focus as she stood by the bed watching Annie play with herself. She knew she was blushing violently. But she covered her shock, stepping from her panties and shorts and wadding them into a silky ball.
Annie smiled in approval while Laura finished the job, unhooking her halter and letting her tits fall free. Annie was probing in the brown thick fur of her cunt. The music thudded violently while Annie pushed her right forefinger into her cunt and sighed happily.
"See? I'm touching that little nub. And wow, does it ever feel good! You touch it, and you'll find out the same thing, you'll see!"
Laura lay on the opposite bed, looking nervously at Ginger who was ignoring them. Shrugging, she started playing with herself, unaware of the scratching against the door.
Thunder was outside, wanting in. Laura groaned, slipping in one finger, closing her eyes and picturing Thunder on top of her. She could almost feel his warm furry coat while Annie gasped and groaned in the other bed. What new adventures lay ahead of her, Laura wondered.
CHAPTER FOUR
Laura opened her eyes. She heard the music thudding through her. Then, above the noise, she thought she could hear the steady scratching of something against the wooden door. Thunder! Here! She sat bolt upright, ignoring Annie who was thrashing around on the bed.
Annie was breathing heavily, her large tits rolling around, slapping against one another while she rolled her ass up and fucked into her fingers. She was spread on the bed, using her middle finger and rubbing it way down her slit, then bringing it back up. She stopped each time to give a small tickle to her clit. Her hand was working steadily at her cunt, two fingers now glistening with slickness while Laura looked on. Then Laura realized that Ginger had walked to the door, her forehead wrinkled with curiosity.
"No, don't let him in!" Laura cried.
But it was too late. Ginger fell back, Thunder leaping into the room, sniffing the air.
Annie was oblivious to anything, bouncing her ass against the groaning mattress while she kept her eyes shut tight. She was licking her lips now and panting a lot. Thunder stopped by her bedside, watching with curiosity.
Ginger closed the door again, one hand on the knob as she stared curiously at Laura, then at the big animal. Laura was at first relieved that Thunder had passed her by and headed right for Annie. But now she frowned, watching as the dog sniffed at the girl's cunt, then moved forward a little more, putting one tentative paw up on the mattress.
Annie was still moving in a strange, convulsive way. She tossed her shoulders back and forth, her curly red hair splashing over the pillow and tangling wetly at her mouth. She babbled something, then stopped, realizing Thunder was at her side.
"Oooooh, boy. You wanna see me get off?" Annie asked.
The German shepherd didn't hesitate. Barking once, he pushed his head down, shoving his snout into her cunt-hole. Annie's eyes rounded, her body bucking back while her tits slapped against either side of the dog's head.
The liquor seemed to have worn off Annie for the moment. She pushed her ass back on the bed some more, dropping her hands down on Thunder's head, trying to shove him away. But the dog refused to move. He growled at her touch, shaking the girl off while bracing both paws on the bed and pushing in. Annie cried out, closing her eyes and letting her head fall back while her legs jerked and spasmed against the dog's sides. Her sister was by the side of the bed now, looping both arms around Thunder's sides and trying to pull him off.
"No, no, it's good, it's freaky, but real good having him here like this," Annie admitted, licking her lips once more and falling back to the bed.
"Annie!" Ginger cried.
Laura watched Thunder topping Annie in the sack. Thunder was licking her cunt now while bracing his paws on either side of her jutting hipbones.
Annie was letting out little gasps of pleasure once more, digging her toes into the furred sides of the big German shepherd while her sister backed off, both hands to her mouth.
"Goooood! Oh wow, it's so good, so real good, feelin' his mouth like that against me!" Annie cried, her face red and pinched as if she were suffering from pain.
But Laura knew what kind of pain she was enduring-the good kind, the kind that had made her enjoy Thunder before.
"Annie, get him off you!" Ginger demanded.
Laura shook the stupor from her brain, climbing from the small bed and padding over to the big dog. She knelt beside Thunder, stroking his powerful thighs while reaching underneath and touching his cock. Ginger let out another gasp of disbelief. The animal let out a growl of approval, wriggling his narrow hips, shaking down more of his knobby cock-meat while still feeding on Annie's juicy cunt.
"I'm touching him, Annie. I'm gonna suck him off, I think," Laura said, wondering where on earth she had gotten that idea.
"Ohhhhh, that's good, real good. But please, let him fuck me first," Annie begged, twisting and jerking like a speared fish under the dog's probing tongue.
"I don't believe the two of you. That's sick, sick what you're doing!" Ginger cried, sitting down on the bed Laura had formerly occupied, staring at them.
"It's not! It's just a good feeling. You should try it," Annie cried out, rolling her hips up and clamping her thighs tight against the big animal, pumping her ass up and down in a hard fucking motion.
Laura thought her cousin looked pretty, all stretched out that way, her legs wrapped around the big dog while he continued to bury his muzzle in her cunt. The wet smacking sounds of his tongue against Annie's cunt were driving her mad. She reached down once more, brushing his knobby cock with the backs of her fingers and watching him shiver at the touch. The bed jerked violently as Annie started to cum.
"Ohhhhhhhh, have him fuck me, fuck...uhhhhhhh!"
Laura acted quickly, pushing Thunder forward and letting him jab his cock against her cousin's ass. In a moment she saw his cock spear into the hot, dark pink fleshy cunt-hole. Annie cried out, kicking her legs high in the air while wailing with the music still screaming from the stereo.
"Oooooh, his cock's in me, it's in me!" the young girl cried, swaying from side to side.
Laura found herself growing bolder, reaching around and touching Thunder's balls and cock. Ginger sat on the edge of the bed silently, her face growing red and flushed while the big German shepherd was finishing off her sister. Annie pumped back, her slim body nearly obscured by the furry muscular form of Thunder. He was humping her hard, his body arching, then snapping forward, shoving her down onto the bed.
Laura cried out, then brought both hands down to her cunt, feeling the swollen lips and the juice oozing from her cunt. She wished she had let the dog fuck her all the way! Now she was kneeling by her cousin's side, watching Annie get screwed to the bed while the German shepherd hammered his body hard against her.
How good it must feel having the full length of that doggie cock sliding into her body! Laura envied her cousin!
"Oh! Ohhh! Ohhhhhh!, , Annie was cumming. She babbled her own private language, her face pinched nd red as if she were in pain.
Ginger watched, her eyes round and glazed as her sister exploded again and again. She was pumping her ass back wildly now, her tits swinging and slapping against one another while her slim body jerked and snapped.
Laura trembled again, wanting the dog badly. It appeared as if Thunder hadn't cum. She prayed to heaven that he still had the strength to fuck. She would let him do it to her now, let him fuck her all the way.
"Ohhhhhhhh..."
Annie had come down from her orgasm, slumping forward and banging her forehead against the headboard. Thunder was whimpering, still partially holding onto her and wanting more. But Annie was exhausted. She slapped back at the dog, then pulled free, her plump ass jiggling as she fell forward.
"Here, boy, here, I won't disappoint you,"
Laura whispered.
"Laura!" Ginger was staring open-mouthed at her now.
"I can't help it. It feels good, so good. You'd be surprised to find out who does this kinda thing," Laura whispered, stopping just short of blurting out the information about her Aunt Ellen.
"I...I can't believe this."
"Ooooh, let him fuck you, Laura, so good, so real good," Annie moaned dreamily.
The teen was calming down, moving her body like a snake, rubbing her tits and belly against the firmness of the bed. Thunder was still braced over her, looking down at her ass as if somehow it would spring back into action.
"Thunder, here, here!"
Thunder looked at Laura who was kneeling next to Annie. Laura was smoothing her fingers suggestively up and down her young body. She cupped her full tits, rolling them gently against her fingers while pushing her cunt right into his face. The German shepherd picked up the scent of her excited cunt right away, whimpering, then sticking out his tongue and brushing it over her blonde cunt-hairs.
Laura closed her eyes and shuddered. It was what she had wanted all along. She lay down next to Annie, moving her hips against the mattress. Little grunts came from her mouth as the dog broadened his stance above her.
"Good dog, good dog!"
Laura felt as if she were in heaven. She spread her thighs and pushed her young shoulders into the pillow, ignoring Ginger's cry of disbelief. The dog was starting to lick her in earnest now, drawing his tongue sloppily over her cunt until the tip touched her navel. He was giving her long, slow strokes that made her legs kick out and bang against Annie. She could soon feel the spit dripping down her ass, drenching her juice-soaked cunt-lips. The dog was growing more aroused and began eating her cunt with a wild appetite. She bucked and thrashed, loving the warm, fuzzy feel of Thunder's body against her thighs.
His snout was sliding up and down through her tight little slit, forcing the tiny inner-lips apart as he stretched the mouth of her virgin cunt. It was what she had been wanting while watching Annie hog all the dog's attention. Now she had him all to herself. It was so good, so good that she was finally getting it.
Laura didn't want to let her envy obscure her pleasure now. She wanted to think only of the dog atop her, the dog servicing her so wonderfully with his paws sinking into her flesh. The girl moaned loudly, writhing her shoulders on the pillow while she petted the big dog with both feet. He was lapping in and out of her cunt, soaking it with dog spit. She loved it, loved every second of it.
Thunder growled and moved his fangs around the puffed outer-lips of her cunt. The feeling was devastating! Laura jerked to the right, kicking her cousin hard in the ass while she moaned for more from the dog. It was hurting her a little, but in a way that made the teen grind her ass up for more. She was humping her ass, pressing her cunt-mound up harder for the dog to eat. His fangs dug along the silken flesh while his tongue lolled into her cunt again and again.
Opening her eyes, she stared at Thunder. His hairs were bristling around his neck while his powerful body lunged above her. She looked at his black nostrils, his maw all wet with her juices and his spit. Laura closed her eyes again, reaching up and caressing the animal with both hands, grabbing tiny fistfuls of his fur and tugging on it as she let the dog eat her out. "Oh, ohnhhhhhr
She pitched and rolled her thighs up to the dog's face. She couldn't help it. Laura found herself growing more desperate now, clawing at the animal's furred neck, urging him on. Letting him hurt her a little was exciting. Flames of incredible delight licked up and down her inner-thighs.
"Uhhhhhh, oh lick me, eat me, ohhhhh...uhhhhhh!"
Thunder obeyed her, moving his tongue out of her cunt for a while and licking down the soft spots of her calves. Laura giggled at the light touch, drawing her fingers over her cunt and feeling the soft, warm sensation of her aroused cunt-flesh against her fingertips.
Her body responded quickly to the sloppy friction against her cunt-slit! It amazed her. Thunder was back up to her cunt again, grabbing hold of her cunt between his jaws and shaking it gently. Laura held her breath and drank in the feeling of his fangs pressing against her throbbing cunt. Her long blonde hair splashed over her face as she panted for air, and the dog fucked her with his tongue. She tossed and turned under the animal's mouth while he pawed at her thighs as if he were frustrated, as if he were searching for more. Laura knew what he wanted and smiled weakly. "God, yesssss!"
Thunder had backed away for a moment, still keeping his forepaws up against her inner thighs. Laura moaned, drawing her fingertips along her cunt-lips again and again, wanting, begging for more. Thunder licked his tongue once more around the sensitive ring of convulsing cunt-muscles.
Laura could feel her cunt spasm and tighten around the dog's muzzle and hot tongue each time he fucked deep. She was going to do it, going to do it now. She wouldn't let her fears of being hurt interfere with her desire to feel his cock all the way inside her. She jerked her ass up and down to increase the friction of the wild dog was bringing to her fired-up cunt-folds.
When he raked across her clit once more, she cried out and hugged his head hard. Laura wanted to feel his tongue everywhere on her body at once. She tilted her ass one way, then the other, raising one leg back as far as she could to open new cracks to his hungry tongue. The German shepherd dug at her thighs again with both paws, burrowing his black nose into the seething, sloppy mess of her young cunt. "Uh...uhhhhhh!"
Laura pushed him away, feeling herself about to cum and cum fast. She wanted him to slow down. She wanted to drag out this wonderful session and make it last all night. But her willpower was a weak thread of resistance up against that paradise of hot, spitty friction. She started to roll over, but the dog began climbing onto her, mounting her as a male human lover would.
Laura was startled, flattening her ass on the mattress, drawing her knees back until they were nearly even with her tits. Thunder was crawling slowly onto her, whimpering, his claws scratching the undersides of her thighs. The pressure of his weight hurt her hips and knees, but Laura's excitement overrode those feelings. She felt his panting breath against her tits. He was fully mounted on her, his cock out and hard, dipping down into the frazzled blonde cunt-thicket.
"Oh wow, Laura! He's gonna fuck you like a guy!" Annie cried.
"Oh, yes, fuck, fuck," the blonde teen groaned, rolling her head from side to side.
She liked this, liked it a lot. Thunder growled, steadying as he found her cunt-hole with the tip of his cock and drove down. Laura kept her ass flat even though she wanted to pitch and yaw under the itchy, sexy touch. The German shepherd was tucking his ass up and under, driving his cock into her cunt-hole. In another moment she felt the pointy tip of his cock brushing up against her cherry.
Laura stiffened, her face blanching slightly as she thought of the pain and bleeding her mother had told her about. She was about to push him away when Thunder jerked his head to one side and let out a high-pitched wail. The excitement had been too great for him. He was shooting his load now, his knobby cock spitting out the potent jizz bubbling from his furred balls into her cunt. For a second time her cherry had been saved!
Laura relaxed, concentrating on her own hot, itchy sensation racing through her body. She grunted with the ecstatic tickle that was building to a sharp peak. Paralyzing spasms ripped through her body while long rope-like blasts of cum spattered against her convulsing cunt-walls. Laura kicked high in the air, beating her feet against the dog's back. She was climaxing! It amazed her.
Laura closed her thighs around the dog, then opened them, caressing him with her toes and the bare soles of her feet while she came and came and came. Finally Thunder barked then pulled out, jumping from the bed to sit in a corner and lick himself off.
Laura collapsed, feeling as if her body had been beaten. She sighed happily, feeling the warm afterglow of satisfaction radiating through her body. It was so good, so wonderfully good having that sensation. It was almost better than the fucking itself.
"Ohhhh, Thunder, that was so good. Ginger, you don't know what you missed!"
The young redhead sat silently at the edge of the bed, looking first at the two naked teens sprawled on the other side of the room, then at Thunder licking under his left leg.
"Not for long. It's gonna be my turn next," she whispered.
Maybe, Laura thought with a smile, Wondering how long they would all have to stand in line for Thunder's affection. After all, Aunt Ellen had first choice.
CHAPTER FIVE
Three days had passed since the girls had fucked with Thunder in their bedroom. Ellen had been busy cleaning up the house, making the girls do all sorts of chores and leaving them exhausted by the end of the day. Thunder watched from his corner, sniffing around their cunts when he had a chance. But Laura, Annie and Ginger were simply too tired to do anything but crawl into bed and sleep. It was on the evening of the fourth day that
Hank Rivers, the foreman of Ellen's small hired staff, came up to the house with his cowboy hat in hand and confronted the four women on the porch.
Laura noticed his rugged good looks immediately and could tell the others had as well. Aunt Ellen straightened herself, pushing a stray wisp of hair from her face and patting it down while Ginger and Annie blushed under his steady blue eyes. Thunder stood behind them, growling low in what Laura thought was instinctive jealousy.
"Fences have been fixed, Mrs. Bennet. The boys were wonderin' if they could get off a little early. There's that dance in town and they wanna get cleaned up for their dates," he said, eyeing the women.
Laura felt that tingle in her cunt once more and wondered when, if ever, she would be able to control her emotions. It was starting up all over again, those electric-like shocks up her inner-thighs that warmed her belly, then her cunt. Her cunt was feeling very, very moist and warm now while the handsome young foreman stood only a few feet in front of her.
"Of course, Mr. Rivers. Oh, I don't think you met my niece. She's visiting us from Los Angeles for a few weeks. Laura, this is Hank Rivers."
Laura nodded, feeling her cheeks turn dark red. She knew Annie and Ginger were staring at her. Hank bowed his head with a grin, flashing his white teeth. Did he know just how he was making her virgin cunt sweat and shiver? Laura wanted to go and hide, and yet at the same time she was intensely attracted to the handsome Hank Rivers.
"Well, that'll be all. You goin' to the dance, Mrs. Bennet?"
"Oh, I don't know," Ellen answered offhandedly, staring at the horizon. "I thought my daughters, and Laura and I might swing into town later on and see about it. It sounds rather fun."
"I'll be looking for you, then," Hank said with a wink, shuffling off after throwing his low-brimmed hat back on.
"Oh God, he's so dreamy," Annie sighed as they run back up to their rooms.
"I know, and he doesn't have a girlfriend now. He was going with some tramp last year, but she ditched him for a salesman. Oh, what
I wouldn't give to have him fuck me," Ginger said, throwing her arms around her body and falling back onto her bed with a thud.
"I thought you were waiting for Thunder," Laura sniffed, looking at her image in the mirror and wondering if Hank had been studying her more than the other three.
"Well, Thunder would be okay for a short roll in the hay or something. But having someone like Hank Rivers as a boyfriend...ohhhh, that would be heaven!"
"I think so too," Laura admitted, biting her lower lip.
She was certain he had been gazing at her more than the others. She was the stranger in town, a new challenge. Yes, she would surely arouse attention and interest. So, they would go to the dance tonight. She would have to check her wardrobe and wear something very pretty, something alluring. Would she let Hank do something to her as if he became aggressive? Laura wasn't sure.
She was still floating around in a confusing sea of emotions, still reeling with the fact that she had let a dog touch her in that special way. Laura pushed those thoughts away from her.
She would make up her mind about Hank when the time came. Right now there were the chores to finish up, and then she would have to decide what to wear for the dance. This vacation was becoming far more exciting than she had ever dreamed!
* * *
Ellen had felt her cheeks flushing even minutes after Hank had left. She had always been attracted to him, even though she maintained a cool stance whenever he was around. After all, it wasn't good to have a close relationship with an employee. Still, his muscle-hard body, his smile, the way he carried himself, and more importantly the way he had looked at her, made her cunt quiver.
She finished her kitchen work, wiping her hands on the towel and then stepping out onto the back porch. It was warm again today, but not as oppressively hot as it had been last week. She dabbed her forehead, then walked slowly from the house toward the barn.
She was thinking of Hank, of what she had been missing all these long months since her husband's death. Ellen bowed her head, laughing softly at the memory of fucking Thunder. He had taken the edge off her need, God only knows, and had made her less nervous. But it still wasn't the same as having a man, she thought, her feet shuffling over the loose dirt.
Behind her, her daughters and niece were in the house, finishing up their work, and getting ready for the dance. Life was so simple and easy for them.
She reached the barn, then remembered Hank had said something earlier about the two stallions she kept there. She remembered Hank saying that one of the horses was looking a little ill. Ellen trembled at the thought of more vet bills and the possibility that she would be stuck with an unsellable animal.
Opening the barn door, she smelled the odors of stale piss and shit immediately. Ellen wrinkled her nose, stepping quietly onto the soft straw-strewn floor. In the back she could hear the sounds of the animals pawing the hay. The barn seemed terribly empty. The door closed behind her, plunging the interior into semi-darkness. Two small overhead lights illuminated her way as she stepped carefully down the narrow corridor and made her way to the rear stall.
Her heart was beating rather quickly as she approached the first black stallion. His long, handsome head poked from his stall as he eyed her curiously. His pointy ears twitched. No, this couldn't be the sick one, Ellen thought, turning her back for a moment and moving up to the second horse. He was back in the stall, rubbing his neck against the wooden wall. His coat seemed shiny with perspiration. She would call the vet. It would be impossible to sell either animal with illness rampant in the barn.
Turning, Ellen was about to go when she felt something nuzzle her back.
"Oh! You're friendly, aren't you boy?"
What was his name? Her late husband had told her, but Ellen hadn't really listened too much to what he said about the ranch. She was only learning just now about how things ran. "Oh yes, that's right, you're Bounty. You certainly are a beautiful animal, Bounty. You're bound to bring me some much-needed cash," Ellen said, reaching up and petting him lightly on the head.
The stallion bobbed his head up and down, stretching it forward to receive the caress. Ellen smiled, knowing she would have kept the horse for her own pleasure if she had the choice. But business was business, and bills had to be paid. She was certain, anyway, that stallions as young and handsome as Bounty and his friend would find a good home on a stud ranch.
They certainly would have a far better time with all those mares in heat than locked up in here alone with one another. He licked her arm, and for some reason Ellen found herself thinking of the dog behind her in the house. She wrinkled her forehead, wondering what on earth was going on in her mind.
"Bounty, just think of all those mares in season you're going to have in the field," she whispered, surprised at the tightness in her throat.
He had moved back, his tail swishing from side to side while his powerful sides heaved in and out. Suddenly the sexual power of the beast shot through her like a lightning bolt. Ellen jerked her hand away as if she had touched a hot stove. Could she be thinking of something like that? Could she actually be thinking of doing something with the animal, of touching him in some way or even fucking him? She had gone all the way with Thunder. But this...this was something else!
Ellen moved forward, pressing against the lower half of the stall while stretching out her right hand again. She trailed her fingertips lightly along the stallion's side. Bounty snorted, bobbing his head up and down once more while twitching his ears toward her.
He snorted, his black shiny skin shivering with each move he made. There was something incredibly sexy about a horse, something that made her shiver. His hind legs pranced nervously against the ground, while his muscles tightened and shuddered once more. Ellen felt herself drawn to the stallion in a way that frightened her.
"My God, what's going on? What on earth is happening to me?"
Ellen knew she should run from the barn. She would feel better in the open air, and all this insanity would pass. But something kept her in the barn. She knew no one would come in and find her. No one came in there anyway, except Hank, and he had left for the day. She could stay with Bounty and do what she wanted, and no one would know. The thought excited her terribly as she opened the stall door and stepped in.
"You're so good-looking, Bounty. You're such a handsome animal."
The tone of her voice had changed. It was low, trembling. Biting her lower hp, she stared at the nervous, excited animal as he backed into the stall and looked at her. Ellen smiled, feeling a daring sensation in her that drove away all common sense. Reaching down, she pulled up the cotton jersey she had been wearing all day. It sanded lightly over her extended nipples, tickling them in a way she loved.
The horse watched curiously as Ellen dropped the garment, then wriggled out of her shorts and briefs. Stepping from her clothes and kicking away her sandals, the blonde woman felt silly just for a second. She had stripped in front of this beast, this mindless animal that could have no idea what was going through her brain. But then Ellen knew from her experience with Thunder that instinct would soon take over.
"A good horse, a good Bounty."
Bounty snorted, shaking his head, his full mane flopping against his powerful neck. Ellen stood for a moment, rubbing the flats of her palms over her nipples. The long red nipples were standing straight up, swelling, while her tits rode high on her heaving chest. Bounty snorted again, pawing the ground with his hoof. The crawly, itchy feeling she had liked so much with Thunder was starting up all over again.
Ellen moved a little closer to the horse. Once again Bounty moved back. Ellen cooed to him, soothing his nerves. He opened his mouth and let his long, pink sloppy tongue hang out. It was much longer than Thunder's! Her cunt went into spasms as she looked at it. She drew a little closer, stopping for a moment, letting the animal get used to her. Bounty stopped his nervous snorting and stood quietly.
"That's it, boy, that's it. You don't have to worry about me, boy."
When she was only a few inches away from him, he dropped his head, drawing his tongue up from her tummy to her rounded tits. It was just what she had been begging for.
"Ummmramm!"
Amazing! She was letting a horse do this to her, a horse! The thought made her drunk with passion as she stood, stretching out both hands and bracing her naked body against the big animal. She pushed forward against the heavenly licking sensation. He began licking her steadily now, his tongue slurping up her tummy to her tits, sanding over her nipples, then going back down toward her cunt.
Ellen closed her eyes and held on for dear life, her knees knocking against one another as she wobbled on the barn floor. When he drew his tongue up a third time against her nipples, Ellen felt her cunt muscles contract sharply.
Ellen leaned heavily against the handsome stallion, hugging his head and feeling him nuzzling her body in return. She felt his pointy ears twitch up against her tits as his wonderful tongue slurped and slopped over her nipples. For a wild second Ellen wondered what it would be like to have the horse's tongue against her cunt. Thunder had done that, licking her off into a marvelous oblivion before fucking her. What would a tongue this size feel like, pressing against her swollen cunt, halving the tiny inner-lips, then touching all those cunt-membranes inside? Ellen trembled at the thought of it, hugging the animal more tightly than before while rubbing her thighs together.
Ellen found herself moving her hands down, back toward the horse's hindquarters. She held onto his body, dragging her stiff-nippled tits along his sides. She could feel his flesh rippling like an ocean against her, the muscles tensing under his smooth black coat. She kept speaking to him so he wouldn't become afraid, talking to him the way she would talk to a human lover.
"Ohhhh, that's good, boy. Yes, you're so handsome, so very, very good and handsome."
Ellen felt giddy as she pressed her fingertips against his warm sides. Bounty was acting up again, stamping his hooves nervously against the stall floor. Ellen soothed the big animal with her sighs and caresses, pressing her burning forehead against his flesh while rubbing her tits back and forth. How terribly bad it seemed, to be doing this to a horse, to be standing, rubbing her body against him, arousing him and arousing herself at the same time. Again Bounty snorted, shaking his body and rubbing up against her touch.
How strong his muscles felt under her slender fingers. And then as she drew her hand down along his hindquarters, Ellen saw something that made her mouth open. His cock, his long, thick black cock was the biggest cock she had ever seen in her life. Ellen gazed at the thick, hot hunk of horsemeat twitching from between his legs. Her knees were giving way under the surprise, her fingers trailing along the slick, black flesh of the stallion's hind leg until she was nearly kneeling on the barn floor.
Ellen felt unsure again, her eyes riveted to the thick-muscled cock. She started to back away, keeping her fingers still pressed against the big animal. He could stomp on her and crush her if she made any sudden moves. Would he freak if she...touched his cock?
It was so big, so very, very big and tempting. It made her cunt drool and contract just to look at it. She could feel her cunt swelling itchily with blood as she stared at Bounty's cock. Moving her hand around and up, the woman stopped her fingers just short of his cock. It was so huge, so monstrous! Mustering her courage, she reached forward, finally brushing her fingertips against the big cock.
"Oh!"
Bounty snorted, shaking his head again, but at least keeping fairly still. That was encouraging. He swung his head around, peering down at the young woman crouched by his side. "Easy boy, easy."
Ellen stretched her hand out again, this time keeping her fingers pressed against the stallion's cock. It was so big, so very, very hot to the touch. Finally she dared curl her fingers as best she could around the big cock. Ellen liked the throbbing sensation she felt against her hand. She could hear Bounty snorting, his body shaking and jerking at every tug she gave his cock. The thought of what was going to happen made her mind reel as she continued to crouch there rubbing the horse's cock.
CHAPTER SIX
Bounty was snorting as she kept touching his large cock, caressing the hunk of black meat while she felt the hot, wet itch between her shivering thighs become a pulsing ache. Ellen tightened her grip on his cock, feeling the leathery outer skin slide up as she began jerking his cock.
Bounty shivered, pawing the ground nervously again, but still standing his ground. Again and again Ellen moved her hand, feeling the fat cock throbbing and twitching against her sliding fingers. How fascinating all this was! It was almost like doing it to a man, but much more exciting.
Ellen was glad none of the girls could see her like this. She moaned Bounty's name, moving her hand more quickly up and down, rubbing his cock while the big stallion snorted and neighed with growing excitement. Ellen looked up and caught sight of his eyes-big, rounded, rolling about in his head.
He was becoming more and more restless, a sign he was about to cum. Ellen groaned again, drawing up close and rubbing his long, thick cock over her tits. It felt hot against her nipples! She pressed his cock against her tits, feeling the distended warm cock throbbing over her flesh! She would give anything to slip his cock into her cunt! But how was she to do it? The only thing Ellen could do was kneel there and play with his long fat cock, fantasizing about how it would feel pushing through her hot, tumid cunt-meat!
"Uhhhh!"
Ellen dropped her left hand to her lap, sliding two fingers easily past the wet, tightened outer cunt-lips and scraping her fingernails over her cunt-walls. She felt them contract at the light touch, cinching around her invading fingers and sucking them in as if they were a cock! Ellen sawed the fingers through her cunt faster and faster while jerking Bounty's cock.
It felt wonderful to have her fingers burrowing through her cunt-meat, tickling all those sensitive spots deep in her cunt while her other hand was pumping that hunk of horse cock-meat as if there were no tomorrow.
Ellen's knees hurt from kneeling on the straw while her nostrils twitched with the foul odors of the barn. But she didn't care. The only thing that mattered was the wonderful horse stomping around near her, shaking his proud head and backing up into the stall while her fingers rubbed frantically up and down his cock.
His cock was starting to twitch more and more while the itchy ache in her cunt grew into hot, pulsing spasms. It was all Ellen could do-to keep from falling back half-conscious into the dirt while her fingers kept massaging Bounty's fat, black cock.
"Oh!"
And then it happened. The cock in her hand exploded, jerking around, the fat head pulsing like a small frightened animal. Long white, rope-like ribbons of jizz spurted quickly from the piss-slit, spattering against her knees and onto the hay-covered floor. Ellen's eyes widened as she took in the hard cum, her fingers twisting around, scooping out more and more cunt-juice that wet down her cunt-hairs.
She couldn't restrain herself any longer. Her face became red and pinched while a scarlet flush radiated over her tits and belly. Opening her mouth, Ellen let out a long low moan, still squeezing her fingers tightly around the animal's cock as more and more spunk shot out from the tip. She felt her cunt going into contractions, the tiny muscles squeezing down, relaxing, then squeezing back against her fucking fingers. Each contraction sent shivery achey thrills exploding through her body as she knelt there jacking off the horse.
Ellen pressed her burning forehead against the stallion, still sawing her fingers through her cunt. She had never thought of doing something like this before. And yet there she was, her knees covered with Bounty's cum while her fingers twisted and sawed deep into her cunt.
Gradually, Ellen slowed her movements, feeling the cock starting to soften in her fingers. Bounty moved back, twisting his head around and swishing his tail. He snorted angrily, pawing the floor with his hooves once more. Ellen dropped her grip, scooting back on her knees while keeping her eyes on the horse.
"Oh, that was good, Bounty, real good," Ellen gasped, staggering to her feet and leaning heavily against the front of the stall.
She slipped from the tiny enclosure, locking the lower gate and gathering up her clothes. She still found it difficult to believe what she had done. She never would have believed she could stoop to something like that. But it had felt good.
She opened the barn door carefully, adjusting her clothes, peering around the barnyard to make sure no one had spotted her. It was deserted. She closed the door behind her, drinking in the clean, cooling air. The sun was going down. She would go to the dance, feeling alive for the first time in a long time. Strange what a dog and horse could do!
Ellen pushed her slender fingers through her fine blonde hair, walking quickly back to the house.
Climbing the stairs to the front porch, Ellen knew she would have to be discreet, careful. It would be a fine barn dance tonight, but later on she would have to find Thunder and see if he would be willing to give her a good-night fuck.
* * *
The dance was fun, far more fun than any of the women had thought it would be. The band was good, and the company friendly and exciting. Ellen looked radiant in a frilly white cotton dress. Men were turning their heads to stare at her. Laura noticed, and smiled; if they only knew what Ellen liked, they would run for the hills.
Ginger and Annie slipped away, going out with some of the guys. But no one had come up to Laura yet. The guys all stared though, some of them eyeing her as if they were undressing her. Laura guessed that several had already stripped and fucked her a couple of times in their minds. They were just shy, wondering who she was and if she were a city girl who was too stuck-up to say hello.
Laura sighed, taking another drink of the non-alcoholic punch. Laura was wearing a red dress that hung low on her hips and drew attention to her lithe, willowy figure and her coltish legs. She felt terribly sexy, wanting to lose her cherry. She was sure someone would help her along if only one guy would have the courage to come up to her and talk. But the guys all shuffled their feet and turned away.
Laura sighed and tagged along with her aunt, feeling that the world had turned against her. More than once she thought about sneaking home and exciting Thunder. Having him fucking her, his furred forelegs gripping her while his knobby cock plowed through her hot pink little cunt, was better than watching all these stupid guys.
Then she saw Hank Rivers at the far end of the barn just as the band struck up a fast waltz. Laura thought he looked terribly handsome. His dark blond hair was combed neatly, and his moustache had been trimmed. His tight-fitting jeans and shirt revealed a hard-muscled body. And there was something in the way he walked-a swagger that made her heart skip a beat.
"Evening, ma'am."
Hank had come up to them, addressing Ellen who blushed at the meeting.
"Hello, Hank. You remember my niece, Laura. I don't know where my daughters are," Ellen said a little breathlessly, craning her neck and looking above the heads of the dancers for Annie and Ginger.
"Oh, I saw 'em over by the refreshments and paid my howdies. I thought the little lady here might like to dance. She doesn't have a date, does she?"
Ellen looked somewhat disappointed that he had asked Laura and not her for the waltz, but she managed a thin smile.
"No, she came with me. Of course, Laura dear. You go with Hank and enjoy yourself."
"But..."
Laura was more than thrilled, pretending to object at first, but then she finally gave in. She felt his strong warm hand slip around her back, and she melted into his firm chest. She could smell him, feel him as they moved around the small floor, pushing past the other couples. Laura could have cried when the music stopped.
"Want another?"
He was looking down at her, his dark blue eyes boring into her. She nodded her head. She felt his hand tighten around her while his body pressed against her tits. Laura could hardly breathe. Every move of his body seemed a lewd suggestion that he wanted to do something incredibly filthy and yet fun to her. Laura wanted to run from him in fear, and yet wanted to go to some place dark and let him do whatever he chose to her body. Her furry little cunt mound was sweating again, the outer lips filling itchily with blood and folding over one another while the elastic of her panties irritated her cunt more and more as it slipped over her cunt-flesh.
Hank's hand was a little lower now, the fingers touching the rounded tops of her buttocks. Her legs shivered with desire as they moved through the barn, past her aunt who by this time was looking for her daughters.
"I'm gonna tell your aunt I'll take you home. She's got to get the girls in tow and looks about ready to leave."
Laura blushed as he escorted her to Ellen and explained that he wanted to have the last dance with her. Ellen, Ginger and Annie looked disappointed that Laura had won Hank, but said nothing.
"Just make sure she gets home before midnight, Hank. I've made a promise to her mother I would look after her while she was in my care."
"Don't worry, Mrs. Bennet. Nothing's gonna happen. I'll have Laura home way before then."
Laura's heart sank at the promise. She was hoping they would stay out all night. The band struck up another dance. She hung onto him tighter than before, feeling his knees brushing against hers at times, spreading her legs as if he were going to fuck her.
She thought about the dog climbing onto her, pushing her down against the floor and mounting her, then licking his tongue deep into her cunt. Would Hank be like Thunder?
"You know, I brought some liquor here. It's in my truck. We can have a good time then come back for that last dance."
"Well, I don't drink much," Laura said hesitantly, her heart beating so rapidly she was sure it would burst through her chest.
"Don't have to get drunk. Come on, it'll be fun."
Laura wasn't about to object. She followed Hank out the door to his pickup truck where he fished out a smallish sack.
"You know, this is kinda dumb drinking in the parking lot out of a sack. You're better than that. My place is just up the street. It's kinda small, but plenty big for two people-if you don't mind."
"No, sure, that's alright. I trust you," she said, swallowing down a lump of excitement.
Laura was glad they were walking. She had to walk off the arousal and excitement flowing through her veins! She felt as if she were entering some new world of sensation, just as she had felt when the dog had fucked her, driving his meaty cock into her sucking cunt. Now she was going home with a man; and not just any man, but Hank Rivers.
They climbed some stairs, pushed through a doorway, and wound up in a tiny room with two windows facing the small main street of town. Hank poured the liquor out into two glasses, then he handed her one. She took a sip, feeling the burning liquid singe her throat.
"You okay?"
Laura coughed and gagged, unused to the taste of liquor.
"Yes, yes, fine, I'm fine."
She took another sip, feeling herself quickly become giddy and dizzy as the booze began to take effect. Hank came up to her, rubbing up against her ass. Laura nearly dropped her glass, sucking in a deep breath.
"Please..." she said.
"Please, what? I've been watchin' you watchin' me. I think I know what you want."
"But..."
Laura dropped the glass on the carpet when Hank started nibbling her ear lobe. She knew she was getting a little drunk. Then Hank turned her around and was bumping his crotch against hers. Laura squirmed against his urging hips.
"I can't breathe..."
His mouth was teasing hers, his lips brushing up against hers. She couldn't pull away from him. Hank had control now. He was bringing little jabs of excitement to her with each touch. His hand slid down her side, traced a hip, then moved down farther. Laura gasped against his neck. She couldn't keep herself from giving in to him. Hank smelled musky and good. Thoughts of her aunt, her cousins, even the dog disappeared under his insistence.
"Lemme suck your tongue. I'm gonna do it, baby, gonna go all the way with you. But we're gonna do it real slow. You aren't gonna even know what the fuck's goin' on when I get through with you."
"But..."
Laura wanted to tell him she was a virgin. She wanted to tell him everything about her. But he wasn't giving her time. She gave him her tongue willingly. He pulled it deep under his teeth. He bit and sucked at it until she was whimpering through her nose just like Thunder had whimpered when he began licking her hot, wet cunt. His hand was moving under her dress, cupping around her cunt, squeezing and pushing in far enough for the velvety dampness of her cunt to seep through the nylon and wet his fingers.
"Ohhhhh, please, my aunt said...oh, she's going to know something went on," Laura moaned.
She was panting too hard to finish. Somehow, some way, Hank had slipped a finger under the skimpy band that clung to her cunt.
"Jesus, baby! You've got juice comin' outta you so hard, you certainly want to get fucked."
"Hank, I can't help myself. I really can't."
"Don't worry about it. Come on with me and we'll have ourselves one helluva good time."
He pushed her playfully onto his bed. The next thing she knew, he was taking off her shoes, then feeling her calves.
"Please, no..."
He was sucking her toes, biting them lightly, lapping them with his tongue the way the German shepherd had done at home. She tried kicking Hank away. But the ranch hand caught both feet, working her legs back and forth, laughing lightly at her feeble attempts to get away. And then he began kissing up the back of her calf, licking her just as the dog had licked her with his tongue before raping her with it.
Laura fell back, feeling all her fantasies about guys fucking and sucking her were about to come true. She squeezed her buttocks together, groaning, feeling her cunt get very, very hot.
"Oh!" she moaned.
And then she was on her stomach. She felt Hank's callused, big hands pushing up her short, red dress, his fingers hooking ever the elastic band of her panties. Laura gasped as she felt them sliding down over her narrow hips, down over her thighs. Weakly she grabbed for them. But it was too late. Hank was stripping her, enjoying her weak puppy-like cries.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Laura felt the thin nylon panties sliding down over her buttocks, then over her ankles. Her plump, firm buttocks were naked now. She felt Hank's rough cheeks pressing between the curves of her ass-cheeks, his tongue licking deep down into her warm, sweaty ass-crack.
Laura squawked, her face flushing beet red as she felt his tongue licking down over her shitter, then toward her cunt. Hank was moaning, halving her buttocks. He had his face up her ass and was licking and feeling her!
"Ohhhhh...uhhhhhhh!" she moaned.
Laura had never dreamed she could feel such sensations racing through her, taking her breath away. She clawed at the loose sheet, her brain reeling. Hank's lips were sucking on her cunt. His mouth was against her swollen cunt, touching her all over, ravishing her with his tongue.
Laura tried pushing herself up. But Hank was securely in control, holding her flat onto the bed while moving his head from side to side. He was burrowing deeper between her outer cunt-lips, growling into her ass while holding her buttocks wide apart. The tickling of his tongued kisses was much more delicate than the licking she'd received from the dog. And he licked hard into her, seeming to know immediately all the sensitive spots that were there.
Then she felt him rimming the edge of her cunt mouth with his tongue. She stiffened, but then the thrill of having Hank there behind her, working on her ass, licking down into her cunt was more than she could stand.
"Oh, oh, what are you doing to me, Hank? Oh, God, God, it's so goooooood!"
And now he had her on her back, holding her cunt-lips apart with his fingers as he licked and tongued deep into her cunt-pit. Laura snapped her head back, closing her eyes while a wild pulse leaped at her throat. She loved the way his strong fingers cut into the muscles just above each of her knees as he spread her legs apart. Trembling, Laura again thought of the German shepherd and the way he had fucked her cunt in the basement. She smiled weakly, knowing her aunt would never, never have Hank the way she had him!
Laura started moving her hips, feeling the subtle rub of the mattress against her bare ass. She liked the rubbing feel of his tongue, the way it slicked up the sensitive insides of her cunt-lips. It was so nice, so very nice the way Hank was making love to her with his mouth. She felt her hair tangling around her mouth and neck. And then Hank was pushing her jersey up, kissing her belly, snaking his tongue into her navel. She shuddered, digging her nails into his hair.
"Ohhhhh, no, nooooo!"
"You like that, don't you? You like havin' me eat out your cunt, right?"
She nodded her head, unable to speak.
He bent down again, skinning her jersey off.
Her arms felt weak, flopping over her head as he pulled the tight thing up. It frictioned her nipples, sliding easily over her tits. Hank threw it to the floor. Then he kissed her wildly, driving his fat tongue down her throat while humping against her crotch. Laura could have screamed with delight, her mouth lolling open. She could feel floods of hot cunt-juice wetting her cunt.
Hank ran one finger gingerly along the slit, tickling her clit, stabbing gently into her cunt, then drawing it out. This touch brought out a moan from deep inside her. She spread her thighs to let him find her clit more easily. He rolled one thumb back and forth over her clit. She let out a groan, kicking her legs.
"Beg for it, baby. Come on. I wanna hear you beg for it."
"Please, please, do it, eat me, eat me, lick me," she cried.
Her breathing was out of control, gaspy and shallow and hot. Hank rolled onto his back after having taken off his shirt and loosened his belt. She felt his big hands guiding her, moving her until she found herself straddling his shoulders. It felt so good.
Hank was caressing her again, touching her in all those wonderful places. He touched her firm little ass with his fingers, the tickling touch bringing moans of pleasure from her lips. She felt her hot, sopping cunt halved over his mouth. "Ohhhhhhh!"
Laura's thin, long arms braced against the bed while Hank sucked and licked over her ass-cheeks with his tongue. And then she felt his front teeth cutting along the edges of her delicate inner-lips. Laura threw her head back and moaned, remembering the way Thunder had nibbled his fangs along her cunt, maddened by the smell and taste of her flowing juices.
"Come on, baby, come on and work it out," Hank moaned, cupping her buttocks and spreading them wider apart.
Laura liked that feeling, liked it a lot! She breathed with wheezing, animal-like sounds, feeling the juices of her cunt seep from the deepest parts of her slit and wet down her lover's chin. His kisses were fantastic! She thought about Thunder again and remembered the way the dog had lapped at her cunt wildly the more she had juiced. The thought of the dog's tongue entering her swollen cunt, the memory of his warm body against hers, hurried her along toward her first big cum.
Laura felt Hank's tongue searching back along her crack, flicking in teasingly, then moving back to her clit and petting the tiny nub until she thought she would go crazy! Laura found herself bouncing on his face like a puppet, her thighs hurting from the tension while her tits slapped together, rolling apart, only to slap once more. He was stabbing inside her, pulling back, then stabbing once again until he was all the way up to her cherry. She felt Hank pause for a second, then pull away.
"You're still a damned virgin, ain't you?"
"Yes, I...I..."
"No problem. Haven't had one in a long time, and never would've bet you was one. No wonder you're so damned hot. OP Hank's gonna take care of that problem for you tonight, though."
His words made her burn with fever. He was back into her cunt with his tongue.
More of her juices seeped out to wet his cheeks. She cried out again, snapping her head back, closing her eyes and fucking down with all her weight. He was licking like a madman against her clit, making her move her hips faster and faster.
She started pumping her shivering white ass in the steady hunching movements of fucking. Laura realized she was fucking his mouth just as she had fucked the German shepherd's maw. It felt so hot and tight down between her splayed legs! She let her head fall down, wriggling her ass around like some wild animal in heat.
"Uhhhh, oh yes, yessssss!"
More gasps of delight broke from her throat as Hank stabbed two fingers into her convulsing cunt, twisting them around until the tips were poking against her cherry. Laura stiffened in fright, about to pull away. But then he was carefully fucking in and out of her with his closed fingers while sucking her clit gently between his lips.
She could hardly keep still long enough for him to give her enough friction. The tickle was becoming too teasing, too intense for her to stop now. She bucked back, feeling him dig against her soft cunt lining, plowing his knuckles against the clasping folds of her cunt. She felt the suction of her body nursing his fingers. Laura tried to stop her movements again. But now she had no control. The hot, itching chills exploded in her cunt, smashing out to all parts of her body. She was cumming with a fury that took her breath away. She curved her slim body down, holding the sides of Hank's head while her ass writhed to get all of his mouth and tongue. She wanted it all, needed it all as she shivered and writhed her cunt atop Hank's sucking wet mouth.
"Uhhhh, cummmmmmmmm!"
Her orgasm exploded again and again. It was happening so much slower than it had with the dog. Each keen explosion tore her senses in slow motion. She could feel the glossy rub, the tickle that grew to a killing itch and then an aching, lustful insanity. It worked so slowly, so very, very slowly.
"Hank, ohhhhhhh..."
Laura didn't even remember the last of it. It was just a wonderful hot paradise of hot frenzy that finally ebbed. She tried to open her eyes. She was on her back now, her legs spread, twitching. Her lips were so dry she licked them again and again. Hank was standing by the bed. She could see his broad muscular chest, his firm arms.
"Baby, I didn't shoot, but I'm gonna fuck you now."
Laura thought for a moment she was dreaming. But the light from the window illuminated the details of his movements. He was stroking his cock-his long, thick cock with the blunt end. It was much nicer looking than Thunder's knobby, pointy cock. It was made for a woman, made to fit inside a woman's cunt. That thought brought more shivers to the girl, stoking her cunt back up to an inferno.
"Hank, maybe a rest, maybe..."
But he smothered her objections with another hot kiss, his tongue silencing her. She could smell her cunt on his cheeks, stroking her sore, itching nipples all over again. It was happening one more time, once again her cunt was tightening, growing hot under his skillful touch.
She felt his cock-so very, very hot and slick-sliding between her legs like a snake, poking up through her cunt-hairs until it was ramming against her cunt. He was pushing her thighs apart with his knees, drawing up to her, pushing the muscular weight of his body down onto her.
"Laura..." he moaned.
That hot, stiff feeling was growing, forcing itself into her. Her cunt-lips flattened back while the throbbing cock-head pushed its way in. This time Laura wouldn't push her hands down to keep him from entering as she had with the dog. She was letting him slide into her, relishing the feeling of having something that big forcing into her cunt.
Hank was growling like the German shepherd, biting her ear lobes once more while shoving down until his cock-head struck her cherry. Laura stiffened in fright, her hands shooting up to his shoulders and pushing away as hard as she could.
She was starting to feel some pain. Dots of cold perspiration broke out on her forehead as she squirmed her naked buttocks back protectively. But he had her trapped, nailed to the bed with his body, speared with his cock. She gasped, her brain reeling with the pressure and pain.
"Go for it, baby. It's gonna hurt just once, and then it's nothin' but good times all the way."
"Uhhh...ooooowwwwwwwww!"
There was a horrible tearing sensation, one Laura would never ever forget in her life! She arched her spine until she thought it would snap, pushing her head into the crushed pillow behind her while her legs kicked and spasmed against Hank's body. She scratched like a hellcat against his chest.
Then Laura went limp, her body a victim to Hank's insistence. Savoring his triumph, the young ranch foreman pushed down all the way, raping his cock through her until his balls flattened against her cunt-lips.
Laura lay still on the bed, pierced, penetrated all the way for the first time in her life! She finally caught her breath, managing to remain conscious even though she wanted to faint. The pain had been horrid! The ripping of her cherry had nearly sent her young body into shock. Now it was over, the agony diminishing slowly, to be replaced by the wild, hot itchy feeling that had driven her to his bedroom in the first place.
"You okay?"
He was kissing her chin, nibbling at her nose while slowly moving his thighs back and forth. Laura liked that a lot. She could feel his cock slipping from side to side, caressing the sensitive edges of her cunt, massaging them while she lay like a pinned butterfly on his bed. Hank slowly began increasing the movement of his cock, stirring it around in her cunt. Laura helped, moving her hips in a counter motion and increasing the rubbing sensation.
He was so big, so very big and muscular on top of her. He was so much larger than Thunder, and he was making the fucking session last so very, very long. The dog had licked or fucked her and then gone on his way. Hank was taking his time, trying out all sorts of new tricks while she lay shuddering and shivering under him.
Slowly, very slowly Hank began drawing his cock out. Laura let out a sharp cry, dragging her fingernails over his back while squeezing her knees against his sides. She didn't want him to leave her. She liked her cunt stretching wide under the constant attack of his cock. As if to protest, her cunt-ring of muscles cinched tight suddenly. A shot of pain made the girl gasp and throw back her head, her bare feet beating against Hank's kidneys.
"Ohhhh, it feels like...uhhh...like you're gonna split me in two...ohhhhh!"
Hank dragged his cock back a little more, then shoved up again. Laura felt her cunt stretch wide once more, the muscles tensing up again and biting down on the big stud's cock.
"Man, you're somethin' else. I don't think I've ever met a girl who can do that," Hank said, shaking the sweat from his forehead.
"Really?"
"Yeah, but you gotta relax. Here, put your hand down there."
"Hank."
"Come on. I know what you're gonna do. Come on, it ain't gonna hurt. Touch me, baby, touch me all over down there. I'll like it if you touch me."
Laura felt freaky. She had touched the dog, of course, and remembered how hot and slippery his knobby cock had felt rubbing up against her fingertips. Touching Hank was going to be far more exciting, she thought. Staring into his eyes, Laura slipped her hand between Hank's legs. She forced her fingers down until she could feel his ridged, glossy cock-head with the back of her fingers. It was wet with her juices.
Laura bit her lip, then curled her fingers around his big cock. Laura started moving her fingers back and forth in a jacking movement, feeling his hot, thick-muscled cock jerking and twitching between her fingers. More oil oozed from his piss-slit, greasing down her palms and fingers. Laura was getting hot just touching Hank's cock, feeling it slipping and sliding between her fingers.
And then he repositioned himself, pushing his knees forward a bit until they were pressing up hard against her buttocks. A few seconds later Laura felt the big cock pushing back into her cunt.
"Mmmmmmm, ohhhhh Hank, it's going in! Oh, and it feels good, real good!"
Laura didn't care what she said or what he thought of her. She started moving her hips as more of his fat cock slipped into her hole. She shuddered with the sexy sensation of her cunt being filled with cock-meat. He was half-way inside her when her cunt muscles spasmed and tightened down on him one more time. Hank stopped breathing, gasping a kiss against her neck.
"Relax, baby, relax."
"I can't help it," Laura moaned, feeling her face flush with embarrassment.
"Just don't cut my cock off with your cunt. Christ! You're somethin' else, baby, somethin' else."
Laura felt the spasm pass. The muscles let go their hold, and Hank began shoving more of his cock into her. The big man wriggled his butt a little more, teasing Laura, making his cock slide against her clit continually while shoving down hard.
Laura felt his balls pillowing up against her buttocks one more time. It felt so good having him all the way in her! She thought of his eight inches of cock-meat pushing into her cunt, shoving all the way up into her lithe, young body! It made her shiver again, her muscles going into milking spasms while her young thighs clamped down hard around Hank. The big stud was going wild on top of her, begging Laura not to move so much or he'd pop off in her.
"I can't help it! You're so good and it feels so good and I'm...ohhhhh, Hank!"
Laura bit her lower Up, trying to regain control of herself. She wanted it to last and last, and she knew that unless she quieted down, Hank would shoot and that would be the end of it all. Ohhh, how different this was from fucking a dog!
CHAPTER EIGHT
Laura had her arms around his neck again, hugging and kissing him. Hank was keeping himself very still again, his muscled arms holding her quiet. He had been fucking her hard, his fuck-thrusts making her body shiver with each forward blow. Now he was quiet. Laura wondered if he were close to cumming again.
"Is something wrong, Hank?"
"God no! Just don't move for a minute!"
Laura held her breath. She was terribly aware of his legs, his arms, his chest, his cock. It was so hard to keep herself still while that feeling was pressing against all her nerve endings in her body. But then she had to. This wasn't Thunder. The big German shepherd would have fucked her without hesitation, driving his knobby cock in and out, whether she wanted it or not. Laura shivered, remembering how his claws had scratched her painfully on the sides while his cock hammered against her cherry. How her nerve endings had exploded, caught fire like sparking wires each time his cock had slammed home. There was no waiting.
But then again, everything was over so quickly. By this time the dog would have finished fucking her and would be curled in a corner, licking his balls and cock, leaving her alone prone and sprawled on the bed. Hank was teasing her, keeping her floating on a sexual high while keeping his cock pressed in her.
Hank was sliding his hands under her ass now, cupping her cheeks, spreading them apart, then letting one finger stray back into her cunt until she felt it rubbing up against her shitter. He was toying with the hot little hole, poking it with his nail, then tracing the pink flesh around and around.
Laura rolled her ass back a little more, scissoring her legs tightly around the big man's neck while he toyed with her ass-hole. Then Hank stiffened his finger and jabbed it in up to the second joint, rubbing it around, making the young teen cry out for mercy. He was finger-fucking her shitter, twisting his finger around while at the same time driving his cock in and out. The two things fucking her drove Laura wild. She fucked back, thrashing around, feeling her cunt and shitter catch fire.
Hank rolled with her, hugging her slim body tight against him. The bed creaked and groaned. In a moment Laura found herself on top of Hank once again.
"Come on, baby, fuck it out."
She started rocking back and forth, remembering the moves she had made when Hank had driven his tongue up her cunt. It was wild, the slick, sucking noise of his cock going in and out of her cunt making her shiver with delight. She could feel the foam of her juices as Hank's cock-head pulled floods of it out, wetting down her buttocks.
Laura rolled her ass around, grinding her hips and rocking forward until the bulging cock-head was inside the powerful ring of her muscles. She was careful not to bear down too hard. But Hank moaned loudly, arching his back up from the bed. He was going crazy under her, his knees flopping up and down.
She released her hold on him, then tightened her hold again. Hank sounded as if he were strangling. Laura repeated the action again and again, writhing her ass around, feeling the fire explode as she moved her butt up and down on his fat, throbbing cock. She could tell from the sounds Hank was making that he couldn't hold back any more.
She was glad. Laura had come to the end of her rope as well. She jerked her ass up, feeling as if she were floating in a trance. She knew he was going to shoot deep inside her! Laura fucked up and down harder, feeling his huge cock inside her body increase its spasms. Each time her velvety cunt-folds oozed hot juice over his cock-head she could feel his cock bucking. His cock was steaming, jerking, ready to shoot out the hot load building up in his balls.
"Now, baby, now!"
His hands reached up and caressed her swinging, heavy tits. Laura was babbling, her convulsing cunt clasping at his hot cock. The slick friction of heat gouged her cunt-lips, rubbed hard against her clit. Hank was fucking his cock in and out of her cunt, groaning and swearing. Laura could feel the powerful jets of his cum against the sides of her cunt. The ranch foreman was shooting hard and heavy, filling her up with his white, slimy liquid.
His explosion triggered hers. Laura pitched forward, her clit exploding and sending her cunt into convulsions. Then the two of them fell sideways, her hips still jerking and bucking against his. Laura was thrashing and grunting, her shivering ass-cheeks slowing down as the spasms eased around her aching cunt-muscles. When Hank pulled out of her, Laura could see Hank smiling at her.
"You're fantastic! I don't think I've fucked anyone like you before."
"I'm glad you like me."
Laura wondered if he would just throw her away like a used tissue. She had heard girls say some guys were like that. All they wanted to do was fuck and then run away. At least Thunder wasn't that way. He was always around, nosing her cunt, pawing her thighs, wanting to stick his maw back into her cunt and lick her raw.
"Who couldn't like you, especially the way you move that ass around. If I didn't know better, I would never've guessed you were a virgin."
"Well, you probably don't think too much of me now-I mean, after what I've done and all," Laura said, lowering her eyes modestly and fishing for compliments.
"Are you kidding? You're fantastic. I'll have to be careful around the ranch-I mean, so your aunt won't get bent outta shape or something. It's not good fooling around with your employer's niece, if you know what I mean."
"Oh, I do, I do!" Laura cried, glad he was talking about seeing her again.
Aunt Ellen wouldn't know a thing. She would be careful, as careful as she had been about fucking the dog.
"Now, I've got to get you back home or your aunt's gonna be wild."
"Oh, do we have to?"
Laura snuggled up against Hank, rubbing her cum-smeared cunt against his cock. She thought she could feel his wonderful cock starting to stiffen and thicken again. Oh, wouldn't it be wonderful having him fuck her again just before they dressed and went home? But Hank pushed himself away, shaking his head, then swinging his legs over the side of the bed.
"Yeah, we have to. like I said, don't want your aunt freakin' out. I need the job, and I need you. I think I can have both, baby. But we've gotta be real careful, understand?"
"Guess so," Laura said sullenly, watching Hank pad around the carpeted floor in search of his jeans.
Laura knew he was right, and she would abide by his decision. Besides, she thought, if she were tense, there was always Thunder-if she could get him away from the rest of the family.
* * *
Back at the ranch, Ellen was thinking of her niece and Hank, wondering if anything were going on between them. There was no reason for her to think he would act other than gentlemanly toward her charge. Still, there had been a certain light in Laura's eyes at the dance, something that told her her niece was hot and curious and wanting more than just a dance and some extra punch.
Ellen put her fingers to her forehead and moaned. She had wanted Hank herself. She admitted that now as she sat alone in the living room listening to the dreadful ticking of the grandfather clock next to her. Ellen laughed bitterly, wiping a stray burning tear from under one eye. The dog, Bounty the stallion-at least they asked for nothing and gave her nothing but pure pleasure. There were no actions to please, no strange little quirks to overlook. There was only their desire to lick and fuck.
Ellen looked up the stairs. There were no sounds coming from her daughters' bedrooms now. Ginger and Annie had proclaimed their fatigue and had retired early. Looking up at the clock, Ellen saw it was nearly eleven. If she knew Laura, the girl would be home just a little after midnight. That gave her a little over one hour-one hour in which she could satisfy the awful need burning and boiling deep inside her. There was nothing left for her to do, but to satisfy the warm hungry throb in her cunt and the feeling of juice flooding over her delicate tissues.
"Yes, Thunder, yes, he'll be good to me. And if he isn't, there's always Bounty."
The dog had been in the kitchen when he heard his name whispered. Bounding into the living room, the German shepherd caught sight of Ellen undressing herself. She was excited, flaunting herself in front of the growling animal.
"Oh yes, Thunder, you naughty, naughty dog. You've been wanting me, haven't you? I saw you looking at me this afternoon."
She patted the big German shepherd on the head, kneeling down in front of him.
"Yes, boy, I saw you looking at me, wanting to take a hungry lick from my cunt. I couldn't let you do it then," she said, shuddering as the animal licked his wonderful broad tongue over her right forearm, "but you can do it now. You've got all the time in the world."
Her voice became hoarse as she thought of the hour that stretched tantalizingly before them. Looking down, Ellen saw the pointy red tip of his cock sliding from his furry sheath.
"No need to get that excited yet, Thunder. We've got plenty of time."
Ellen switched off the lamps on the end table, preferring the semi-darkness to the brilliant lighting. Thunder cocked his head to one side, sniffing at her, pricking his ears forward.
"You like the smell, don't you? You like smelling a woman's cunt when it's all hot and bothered, right Thunder?"
Ellen pushed one finger into her soppy cunt, then shoved it at Thunder. He stretched out his tongue and lapped hungrily at her palm, growling. More inches of his cock slithered out.
"And I'm gonna make it even better for you," Ellen whispered, moving her fingers down to her cunt, then smearing the juice all over her thighs.
The touch of her own hand sent thrilling hot chills racing through her body. Hank had really worked her up just by staring at her at the dance. His presence had opened a well of feelings deep inside her. Her cunt was flooding hard enough to wet her cunt-curls now. She could feel how terribly wet she was just by passing her fingers over her hot cunt-hole. Bending back, spreading her knees apart, Ellen opened herself to the dog.
Thunder didn't need another hint. He began to lick her thighs where the pungent cunt-liquid had dribbled down. Ellen closed her eyes, her face growing white as she shivered at the first touch of his tongue. She was quivering with anticipation, eager to have him bury his muzzle in her cunt. She wanted to be eaten out like a bitch in heat.
"Yes, yes," she moaned.
She looked down, watching the dog's tongue lap hard and wild into the tangled thatch of her cunt-hair.
His tongue was going wherever she smeared her juices. The tickling rub of his tongue over her belly was excruciating. Ellen started moving her hips against the rug, one leg banging hard against the coffee table.
"Good dog, good...good dog," she gasped, parting her thighs and drawing her fingers up and down her cunt-slit.
Ellen liked acting the whore in front of the animal, jerking and rolling her hips like a slut while beating her legs like drumsticks against the carpeting.
The dog liked it too, apparently, for he lurched forward and started eating at her cunt. His nose shoved in and up through her cunt, forcing her inner-lips apart. The delicious stretching sensation sent tantalizing spasms biting through her cunt, making her clit stand up and twitch.
She wanted to be fucked so badly. Ellen thought of the dog, and of what he was going to do to her. At times she saw Hank's face float in front of her, and she imagined it was the big ranch foreman wedged between her flailing white legs. Ellen moaned loudly, writhing her shoulder blades against the carpeting.
"Mmmmmmmmmm!"
Ellen rubbed the dog with both feet while he lapped into her cunt with his tongue. Thunder was putting his paws on her shoulders, pushing her back down to the floor when she tried to rise once more. He was holding her down, his claws scratching her thighs as his tongue moved about excitedly.
She could feel his fangs once again, feel them brushing up against her sensitive inner-lips while his tongue stiffened and stabbed deep into her cunt. Ellen let out another sharp wailing cry, her knees bending, her legs kicking out, her toes curling until they cramped. The woman ground her ass up for more while the dog pressed up hard against her cunt-mound.
It was almost impossible for Ellen not to feel the wonderful sensations as Thunder licked and lapped into her. She clawed at his furry neck, rocking and kicking, swearing at him, then caressing the big dog while her body responded fast to the hurried, sloppy friction against her frothy cunt-slit.
He was taking her cunt-mound and shaking it gently back and forth while sinking his fangs into the soft flesh. Ellen thought she would come apart. Thunder was pawing her harder now, whimpering and whining while lolling his tongue in and out, slipping it all the way in while rubbing his bristly short snout-hairs up against her clit.
She had to have more. Ellen couldn't wait any longer for the dog to touch her with his cock. She had to have him fucking her. Her impatience grew stronger as she rolled her full-fleshed ass back and forth over the floor, drawing her lingers up to her nipples and squeezing them while the dog licked her cunt up to a wild frenzy.
"Here, boy, here, yes, yes, I know you're excited and know what you want. Yes, boy, yes."
She was panting heavily, hardly able to talk as she rolled onto her belly and pushed herself up; it was the old doggie fuck position, one she loved getting into when Thunder was behind her. She thought with a sly grin that she would fuck Hank like this if he ever came to his senses and made a play for her.
Ellen swallowed down another lump of excitement, digging her slender fingers into the carpeting while pushing her ass invitingly up for the big animal behind her. She felt the light touch of his paw on her buttocks. Soon he was on top of her, hugging her, holding her tightly while sliding his hot knobby cock into her cunt.
"Ooooooooh, doggie, do it! Wanna cock! Wanna cock," Ellen gasped.
She could feel his cock there, jabbing against her cunt, sliding up her hot crack. She moved her ass around a little more, writhing it for the dog, encouraging him to go a little faster.
She felt his furry forelegs tightening around her rib cage, squeezing the air from her lungs. Ellen knew that meant he was going to fuck her. She tensed, waiting for the thrust of his pointy cock-head. But then something odd happened.
Thunder had miscalculated and slid his cock up past her cunt-hole right up against her shitter.
Ellen almost laughed. Moving his hips back, he jabbed his cock down and in, pushing his cock hard into her ass-hole! "Awwwwwkkk!"
Ellen squawked, her head snapping up as she experienced the hot tearing ache in her butt. No one, not even her late husband, had fucked her in the ass! And now the German shepherd was cornholing her, shoving his cock into her ass-hole.
Ellen screamed more loudly, feeling the whole ring of her ass being shoved up into her bowels. The tearing, stretching pain all around the outside of her ass-hole was making her gulp for air. She nearly threw herself onto the floor, clawing at the carpeting, swatting back at the dog to get him off.
But Thunder would not be shoved away easily. He growled down at her, snapping his jaws while still trying to slip more of his cock into the young woman's ass-hole.
CHAPTER NINE
Ellen squealed, wagging her ass while slapping back one more time at the big German shepherd mounting her. Her buttocks jiggled while her tits slapped against one another. Crawling forward as if she could get away from the pain jabbing her ass, the woman pushed out with her ass-muscles, trying to dislodge the knobby cock sliding slowly into her ass-hole. But Thunder refused to let go. His forelegs tightened hard around her rib cage as he pushed down, screwing his cock into her body.
"Oh no! God, no! Uhhhh, this...this can't be happening!"
Ellen's face flushed beet red while tears of pain and shame burned her eyes. It was like having a huge stick pushed into her ass, stabbed into her body, leaving her breathless, gasping for air. It felt as if her whole ass were being ripped apart. The dog still refused to let her go even after Ellen had screamed and begged him to.
Ellen crawled to the couch, pressing her forehead against the front of the cushion while raising both hands and digging her fingernails into the soft material. She felt weak, unable to throw off the animal raping her ass! She scratched at the sofa, wagging her butt, feeling her cunt growing hot. Ellen wanted to feel that hard invasion in her cunt, not in her ass where it was hurting her so.
The woman grunted once more, feeling the slickness of the dog's cock against her ass-walls. Biting her lower lip, Ellen concentrated, letting out small grunts as more and more of the dog's cock pushed into her. She squirmed, moving her ass back against the big growling German shepherd as he nestled his head between her shoulder blades.
Ellen felt the pain of his slow fuck reaching higher and higher in her ass, spreading to the outer curves of her buttocks. In a flash she thought of Bounty, of the stallion in the stable, and wondered what that animal would feel like stabbing her in the ass!
Ellen hung her head down, feeling a flash of delicious sensation biting at the tip of her clit. Ellen laughed, her laughter choked off by a series of wild contractions stabbing through her cunt. The contractions carried through her body, making her legs and arms spasm while the big animal kept on pushing his cock down and in until he had buried the full knobby length in her ass.
"Uhhhhhh...ohhhhh!"
Ellen's flesh puckered up into goose pimples, her nipples growing hard and itchy as the animal began working his hips faster and faster. Thunder had supped his cock all the way in. Now he was fucking her good and hard, pushing his cock all the way in, pulling it out, then stabbing it back down into her ass, making her white ass-cheeks shiver and bounce with the force of his fucking blows. Ellen squealed again, her cunt going into tremors of need. His bumpy cock massaged the sensitive nerves of her overloaded ass like a French tickler.
Ellen wrestled her body against the big animal, feeling the pain from her ass-hole driving heat into her cunt. Her firm ass-cheeks flexed against the dog's furred body. The sliding of his cock sent more hot, shivery thrills through her ass. Ellen felt her guts filling more and more with the dog's cock. There was a steady growing load of iron-hard heat in her bowels. She thought the dog would surely cum.
But Thunder seemed to be holding back this time. He worked his cock in, then stopped, holding her hard, letting his cock jump around in the tight, hot wet confines of her milking cunt. Ellen closed her eyes. Thunder fucked down again.
Ellen groaned, pressing her ass back against the animal while arching her back like a cat. The strange fullness inside her bowels was exciting her more and more. It wasn't like the heat that rose in her cunt when she was fucking. It was a sensation all its own.
Ellen thought her belly would swell to bursting. The heat from the nerves in her ass-hole shot streamers of need into her brain. In spite of the pain, Ellen wished she could have had more cock in her ass. She wished the horse would fuck her. She wanted to have the stallion screw her, jabbing her cunt with that fat double-lobed cock. Thunder kept on fucking her ass.
"Uh! Uh! I...I'm gonna...gonna cum!"
The tempo of the dog's ass-ripping cock increased. Ellen squeezed her ass tight around Thunder, trying to drag out more sensation from him. She didn't care how much the whole thing hurt now. She just wanted that doggie cock to drive into her until the spinning ball of heat in her guts exploded.
Thunder showed just how much stamina he had. He shoved back and forth, gradually speeding his dog-strokes. As the ramming length and speed of his strokes speeded up, she felt the sliding drag of her cunt-lips milk more juice from her hole. Delicious heat burned into her stiff clit. The feeling built up quickly with the jabbing piston of prick-meat in her ass-hole.
Ellen panted and grunted with the dog, shaking her body. Climax was only inches away, she thought. The tearing ring of her ass-hole made the woman wriggle her ass for more. Ellen panted in time with the dog, her mind going blank. She knew she was being fucked hard by the dog. Nothing mattered. Nothing in the world counted except for the hard ramming she was enduring. Every slap of the dog's furred belly against her ass-cheeks sent her higher and higher. Ellen wanted everything to happen at once-her climax, the dog's cum, everything exploding like one big bomb inside her body. "Uhhhhhh!"
Ellen heard the dog grunting behind her. His cock pulled out, sucking her guts down, then slamming back in. She knew the German shepherd was close. Ellen cried out, bolts of heat piercing her clit and sending her spinning down into an orgasm.
Her wet, grabbing cunt-muscles snapped shut on thin air, milking at nothing while her ass-hole snapped shut on the dog's shooting cock. She could feel the jizz spurting into her ass-hole like burning jellied gasoline! Still she needed more, needed something else besides the dog's cock in her shitter. And now Thunder was trying to pull it out!
"No!" she cried.
She wanted his cock to stay in her ass until the whole incredible process of her cum was finished. His cock slipped out farther. Ellen dropped her head and wept. The move interrupted the smashing rhythm of her cum.
The pointy cock-head slipped out. Ellen ground her teeth together, cursing the dog. Her ass-hole still fluttered, as empty now as her wet cunt. She jerked and twitched, falling onto the floor, beating the carpet with her small fists while her legs twitched as if they were assailed by electricity.
Stunned by the power of what had just happened, Ellen dragged herself away from the couch, coughing, gasping for air, wanting to pull herself away from the wild mix of emotions licking at her cunt. She felt abandoned by the dog as a bubble of air escaped from her cunt and the dog's jizz seeped from her ass-hole. It had felt good, but it could have felt so much better. She wished Thunder didn't have to pull out that way. He could have waited for her. She was left high and dry there on the floor, her cunt still stoked hot, ready for another fucking.
"Fuck..."
Ellen's face was flushed red as if she had been drinking all evening. Thrashing on the floor, digging her knees into the soft carpeting, she knew she had to have something more, something else to satisfy her. Grabbing the broad armrest of the sofa, Ellen hauled herself up, feeling weak.
Ellen was still hot with desire. Rushing into the downstairs bathroom she grabbed a loose robe from the door-hook and threw it over her shaking shoulders. Her tits rose and fell on her chest as she stood staring at the happy dog. A warm trickle of her cunt-juice ran down the inside of her thigh, making her frustration worse.
"Bounty..." she whispered.
The image of the stallion flashed in her mind. She would go to the barn, would let the horse fuck her. Ellen stopped herself for a moment, listening for more sounds from the upstairs bedroom. Nothing. Good. The girls were fast asleep. They would stay that way until morning. Laura would come home, assume they were all in bed, and tiptoe to her bedroom.
Ellen knew she wouldn't be found in the barn. The thought that she could have all the spare time she wanted now with the horse, choked her with excitement. Slipping on her sandals, Ellen rushed through the kitchen, nearly tearing through the back screen door and running out into the yard. Soon her fingers were grasping the splintery wooden handles of the barn and pulling the doors open.
"Oh God in heaven, what am I doing?"
Ellen felt as if she were charging, becoming another person as she stood there at the threshold of the barn. There was that smell again, the pungent odor of things decaying. She hesitated only for a moment, tilting her chin up as she found the courage to move on. Ellen felt the hay giving way under her sandals as she shuffled forward, hearing the sounds of the horses as she approached.
Bounty looked so handsome, so powerful standing there in his stall. There was no feeling of hesitation as Ellen unfastened the belt around her robe and let it fall open.
The big black stallion snorted in recognition, bobbing his handsome head. She watched his tail swishing back and forth while he stomped at the floor, pushing his body against the half-door keeping him from her. Ellen bent her knees one at a time, slipping off her sandals, then reaching forward and opening the stall door.
"Inside, boy, there, there, oh yes, yes, you're so good, so good, and you're going to be better with me. Oh yes, you are!"
Ellen traced her fingertips lovingly over the horse's flesh. She smiled...
CHAPTER TEN
Laura had to force herself to leave Hank's truck when he dropped her off in front of her aunt's house. She had wanted to stay with him, be with him all night. But he had been right. Her Aunt Ellen would have freaked, might even have told her mother about her improper behavior. There would be other times, she thought, before she had to go home to L.A.
Laura watched the truck's red tail-lights bounce down the road, finally fading into the darkness. Sighing, she hugged her young body, feeling happy.
Dreamily she walked to the front door, smiling knowingly, feeling as if the world were hers. It was when she reached the front door that Laura noticed something odd. The barn door was open, a thin stream of light fanning out onto the brown dirt of the yard. Laura paused, looking at the darkened house, then staring back at the barn. Someone was inside. A thief? She thought about rushing inside and waking her aunt. But then curiosity got the better of her.
Laura crept around the big house, staying in the shadows, moving toward the barn until she found herself by the door. She heard nothing as she cracked the door open a bit farther and stepped in.
For a moment there was only silence, and Laura thought one of the hands had simply forgotten to shut the barn completely. Then she heard a moan, a soft, grunting moan that made the tiny hairs on her arm stand up. Hesitating only for a second, she began walking down the narrow corridor, her body hugging the stalls. When she was nearly at the far end, she could see the stall door was open.
"Ohhhhh, yes, ohhhhhhh!"
It was Aunt Ellen, gasping and groaning, sounding as if she were coming apart. There were the sounds of soft snorting. She had caught her aunt with the dog. And now...and now she had caught her with the prize stallion!
Laura felt spacy, out-of-focus as she moved forward until she was facing the opened stall. There on her knees by the black horse's hindquarters was her aunt, caressing the muscular thigh with one hand while cradling Bounty's balls with the other!
"Ohhh, so beautiful, so...oh my God!"
Laura hadn't really meant to be discovered. But something had pushed her forward. She stood there now, facing her kneeling aunt.
Ellen had her mouth opened, her hands frozen on the big animal's cock and balls. She looked as if she were going to start to explain something. Then she stopped, flushing dark red and dropping her head in shame.
"Ohhh, I...I don't know what to say," she cried, trembling under her niece's steady gaze.
"You don't have to say anything, Aunt Ellen. I saw you with Thunder the other day."
The revelation shook Ellen to her soul. She snapped her head up, staring wide-eyed at her niece.
"And I've fucked with him too. I've...fucked him just like you. And I'd like to do the same thing with this horse," Laura said, surprised at the words tumbling rapidly from her mouth.
The thought of touching his cock sent shivers up and down her spine. Hank had just finished fucking her, fucking her good. She never would have dreamed she could have anymore sexual feelings that night. But as she riveted her eyes on the animal's cock and his swinging black balls, she knew she wanted to cum again.
"Laura, please, don't think you have to..."
Laura held up one hand, shaking her head.
"I want to, Aunt Ellen. I want to."
Ellen knelt there, still in shock as Laura began sliding off her clothes. Bounty stood, bending his head around to gaze at Ellen, then turning about and staring at the disrobing teen. The stallion was making soft, whinnying sounds now, shaking his proud head while his tail swished back and forth against his powerful ass.
Laura stepped from her juice-smeared panties, stepping forward in front of the stallion and parting her thighs until her inner cunt-lips peeled back. The big horse kept his head down, nuzzling her cunt with his muzzle, sniffing at her hot, drooling cunt. Again Laura felt her spongy membranes itchily filling with blood, swelling under the pressure of the big stallion's lips.
Laura felt nervous confronting a beast so big and powerful. But she managed to rise to the occasion and gripped at his sides. Her knees shivered, and they threatened to buckle as they knocked together. He was licking and lapping at her, the force of his pushing tongue nearly knocking her to the ground. Laura felt dizzy, nearly as dizzy as when Hank had taken her and pushed her onto his bed. She staggered for support as his tongue entered her cunt-meat. It was heaven, something more powerful than she'd ever experienced even with the German shepherd, let alone with Hank.
"Oh, Laura, Laura. You can help me. Please, please, I want Bounty to fuck me, but I can't do it alone. Please, help me!"
Laura dropped to her knees and scooted to the rear of the animal. Up close his cock was so huge and warm! It was way bigger than
Hank's, and Laura almost regretted having promised her aunt to let the animal fuck her first. A promise was a promise, however. Racking her mind, the young teen realized she would need something for Ellen, something the woman could prop herself on. Rising, shivering with lust, she rushed into the corridor and spotted two old orange crates pushed back into the corner. Dragging them back into the stall, she stacked one atop the other while Ellen, guessing what they would be used for, grabbed an old blanket that had been carelessly tossed over the back of the stall and draped it over the top.
"You've got to be careful, gentle with him," Ellen warned breathlessly as she crawled to the boxes, feeling the tickling straw between her fingers.
Climbing atop the boxes, she drew her knees forward, spreading them wide apart, feeling the splinters digging teasingly into her flesh. Laura was talking to the neighing, snorting horse, smoothing her fingers over his head as he backed away at first, staring wide-eyed at Ellen's ass.
Laura chucked him under the chin, leading him forward, past the boxes until his cock was nearly even with her aunt's ass. Bounty pushed out his hindquarters jerkily, dipping his muscular ass, his black flesh quivering with excitement. Ellen saw the horse's belly draw over her, then found herself staring at one of the stallion's forelegs. Her cunt ached for him, her cunt-muscles clenching, relaxing, then clenching once more, her cunt in need of the beast. She closed her eyes, imagining the two of them together, horse and woman, tumbling together to the ground.
Bounty moved forward a little more, his eyes staring from his head as his cock brushed back and forth over her cunt. Laura was holding his head, quivering as he kept on licking her tits, covering her belly and nipples with his hot horse spit.
Ellen trembled, her fingers curling into two tight fists as she beat at the front of the boxes. She could feel his cock banging up against her furry cunt-mound, the mere touch of the fat cock-head drawing more juices from her seeping cunt.
The stallion let out another nervous whinny, drawing back at first, then moving forward. Laura stroked his head, running her fingers over his pointy ears, then sliding them down to his muzzle. He licked her palms, nodding his head as his cock lowered to Ellen's hot, waiting cunt. He stopped, his body shaking and quivering with excitement. Ellen felt another rush of cunt-oil bubbling to the surface as she moved her knees up hard against the big crate. Flattening her body against the wood, she shook the hairs from her eyes, waiting for the cock-head to penetrate her cunt.
"Uhhhhhhh!" she moaned.
"That's it, boy, that's it, come on, fuck her, fuck her," Laura whispered.
"Yes, fuck me, fuck..."
Ellen winced. She felt his cock starting to slip into her cunt. Bounty shivered, dropping his ass a little more, his forelegs shaking. Reaching back with her right hand, Ellen closed her fingers around his cock, pushing it in, feeling it start to slide in all the way! Her knees jerked apart a little harder as Bounty pushed his cock in.
"Oh, oh, he's doing it, Aunt Ellen!" Laura cried, peering down between the animal's hind legs.
His tail was jerking as he pushed more of the hard-packed cock-muscle into her cunt. Ellen moaned, keeping her body from moving too much as she tightened her grip around Bounty's cock and pushed it in. She was helping him fuck her, pushing his cock into her body, feeling the nerve endings sputtering and sparking.
She had been waiting for this. Thunder had denied her the cunt-fucking she'd needed. Now she was turning to this beast, this beautiful stallion who towered above her like a conquering Hun. The ball-like cock-head was already rummaging around in her cunt, shoving her open. Bounty pulled back a bit, his powerful hindquarters tightening, then tightening even more as he shoved down. Ellen relaxed, feeling his cock shoot deep down inside her cunt.
"Mmmmmmmmmm!"
It was better than anything she could ever have imagined. She was filled, really filled with the animal's cock now. A hot dampness glowed all over her body, her cunt blossoming into a hot pit of achy, itchy sensation while her stiffened nipples rubbed over the top of the blanket. She had dropped her hand from the horse's cock, not needing it there any longer.
The woman guessed he had at least five, maybe seven inches in her and there was so much more to go! She drew her hands around once more, pinching her nipples, scratching her fingers over the crate, then pinching her nipples again as the cock-meat was rubbing up against her clit. The sensations were sending her closer and closer toward climax. She could feel the sexual ball of excitement as she concentrated on the full feeling, the sensation of his cock pushing all the way in.
"Uhhhhh...fuck! Fuck...uhhhhhhhr
He was fucking her harder, faster! As the horse savaged her, the scalding delight corkscrewed, becoming something far greater than ordinary sexual pleasure. It echoed through her cunt as he rode her down into the barn floor. Bounty was panting and neighing as Ellen rocked her ass as best she could. The cry escaping her mouth now was one of greed as she held the boxes tightly, breaking her nails. As the first bursts of cum burned into her cunt, she cried out, her legs tensing and cramping. She could hear Laura gasp as more and more of the sticky gouts of horse jizz spattered into her cunt.
"Ohhhh, Aunt Ellen...ohhhhh God!"
"Fuck, fuck...uhhhhhhh!"
It was overwhelming, nearly knocking the woman senseless as she lay there, taking the animal's cock. She kept his cock prisoner until the stallion began backing away, drawing his softening prick from her hole. It felt as if an obscene vacuum were attached to her cunt, drawing out all her organs. When he finally pulled away, she lay still, draped over the crates, as limp as if someone had shot her dead.
"Aunt Ellen! Are you alright?"
"Ohhh, yes, yes, it was so wonderful, so
Laura bit her hp, letting go of Bounty's head. She stood there for a moment before speaking, feeling her cunt yearning toward the big animal as he backed up against the rear stall wall.
"Will...will you help me like this? I mean, with the other horse?"
Ellen pushed the hair from her eyes, looking up at her trembling niece. She could see her angry red, swollen cunt-lips through the blonde bush of her cunt-hairs. Laura needed a fucking bad. She could tell. They were now partners in this crime-if she could call it that. The other stallion, Lightning, had been ill. But now he was fine. Yes, of course she would help Laura. What more could an aunt do?
"Just give me a moment's rest, dear. And yes, we'll go to the other stall."
Laura clapped her hands together, rolling her eyes up and sighing happily. She had crossed so many boundaries so far, and there were even more to get over! Her wonderful aunt would help her. Wouldn't Ginger and Annie be green with envy and shock if they were to know. But at least for now, this would be her little secret. And, she thought, watching her aunt start to rise shakily from the overturned crates, there would always be Hank to fuck if she needed a change from the horses or the dog. What a wonderful country vacation this was turning out to be!
