Oftentimes, strange and unconventional desires lurk beneath the veneer of normalcy many individuals project. Given the right set of circumstances, these desires cease to be repressed-and are eventually acted out.
Certain individuals attempt to retaliate against the increasing necessity to comply with society's demands by embracing unorthodox modes of behavior such as bestiality. Subcultures exist in our society, catering to a wide range of tastes. If these cultural avenues of expression did not exist, the pressure to conform would become too much for some people to bear-and the consequences would be devastating.
THEY DO HORSES, DON'T THEY? is the story of a family caught up in such a subculture-and the effects of their unconventional behavior on others who are drawn into their world.
The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
When Sarah Stamford returned from her ride, she found her brother, Harry, waiting by the barn. He had been watching the sexy young girl as she jogged the frisky stallion across the field and he was grinning.
"Have a nice ride, Sis?" he asked.
"Sure," Sarah replied as she lithely swung out of the saddle. The girl was trim and nubile in her riding britches, her heart-shaped ass nicely outlined and her slim, well-muscled thighs molded in the material. Her plump tits thrust out from her open jacket saucily, nipples standing in perky peaks against her blouse.
Harry eyed her with more than brotherly interest. He was eighteen, and the fact that Sarah happened to be his sister didn't inhibit his appreciation of her shapely body. The youth had heard that horseback riding often made girls sexually excited, and he gazed at her crotch. The tight riding britches fit her loins very snugly and Harry thought-hoped, rather-that the vee of her groin was damp.
His own crotch was bulging as his cock and balls began to swell in his denim jeans.
"I'll take care of Maverick, Sis," he offered. "You probably want to take a shower, huh?"
Sarah was surprised by her brother's kind offer. Harry wasn't normally so thoughtful. In fact, the boy got excited by thinking of Sarah standing naked in the shower-and he had ulterior motives, as well.
Harry was a saddle sniffer!
"Well, gee-thanks," she said. She took off her riding cap and her tawny blonde hair tumbled free around her cheeks. Her pretty face was flushed from the exercise and she was glowing and damp with sweat and, Harry fervently hoped, with flowing pussy-juices, besides. He kept glancing at her crotch, certain that he could see a spreading of moisture from her cunt.
Sarah handed Harry the reins and, with a smile of gratitude, turned and walked toward the house. Harry stood there, watching her sweet ass swing. Beads of sweat dotted his brow and his cock began to pound and buck.
The stallion, too, had arched his sleek neck around and was gazing after the departing girl with interest. His bestial senses were a lot more keen than Harry's and the horse could sense damned well that Sarah's cunt was hot and juicy. His massive prick had started to rise and harden on the ride home, in fact. But now, with the girl leaving and taking that delicious aroma of pussy-perfume with her, his cock began to sink down again, the black knob dragging back into the leathery sheath and pointing at the ground.
Harry led the big, black brute into the barn and walked him into his stall. Then he uncinched the saddle and removed it from the animal's lathered back. He placed it on the top rail of the stall and gazed at it for a moment, then lowered his face and sniffed.
He groaned. The smooth seat of the saddle was definitely moist from the seepage that had soaked through his sister's britches. His nose flared as he deeply inhaled the rich fragrance of overflowing pussy.
His tongue slid out and he licked the saddle, tastebuds tingling wildly. If his sister's cunt was so delicious, tasted secondhand, the youth could just imagine how scrumptious it would be if a guy were to suck it. Incestuous fantasies leaped through his fevered mind. If it was naughty to have such ideas about his own sister, that only made the thrill of it all the more intense.
As he ran his flattened tongue over the well-juiced saddle, Harry fumbled with his fly. His cock snapped out like a meaty spring, so taut now that it was humming. Slobbering on the saddle, his mind reeling and dizzy with desire, Harry wrapped his fist around his cock-shaft and began to pump it up and down in a frenzy.
The stallion eyed him in horsy speculation.
But having hooves instead of hands, Maverick was denied the pleasure of a hand-job.
The stallion had to wait for some considerate girl to do it for him.
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Harry's incestuous inclinations were not unique in the Stamford family. The lad had inherited them and they were firmly fixed in his genes.
When Harry had watched his sexy sister walk away, her ass swaying so interestingly, he had not been the only person to admire the girl. Their voluptuous mother, Anna, was watching at the window-under peculiar circumstances.
Anna was leaning on the windowsill, her heavy tits hanging like ripe fruit and her ass hiked up. She had pulled her skirt up above her waist and she wore no panties. Her cunt-slot was streaming and spilling down her thighs-and their huge Irish wolfhound was happily lapping up the seepage!
Anna had been sitting on the couch, letting the doggy give her pussy a lovely tonguing, but when she heard the clatter of hooves in the yard, she had gotten up and moved to the window. Lobo had come trotting and yelping at her heels and resumed his succulent snack as soon as she drew her skirt up again. His muzzle was burrowing into her soaking cunt-gash and his long, meaty tongue was slapping away. Cunt-juice sprayed up onto her firm ass as his tongue slurped through her pussy.
Anna loved getting lapped off by the dog.
But at the moment, she was more interested in gazing at her teenaged daughter. Anna knew better than Harry that riding a stallion made a girl horny as hell. It was one of the reasons why she had bought Sarah the horse, in fact. Now she was looking for signs of sexual arousal in the girl.
And she found them.
Sarah's tit-tips were standing out like bullets and from the way she was walking it was evident that her crotch was soaking wet. Anna's tongue slid across her lips and her eyes glowed with an unholy light.
The woman had been planning an encounter for a long time and now she wondered if this was the day.
Sarah came into the house and Anna was about to push the dog away and pull her skirt down, but then the girl called from the hallway.
"Gonna take a shower, Mom!"
Anna heard her go up the stairs as Lobo continued to lap merrily away in her cunt. Cunt-cream poured down the sleek columns of her shapely thighs and the beast lowered his head to lap the streams up, then buried his big, blunt muzzle back into her pussy.
She jerked her ass about, shoving back against the animal's shaggy snout as his tongue shot up her fuck-hole. It felt as big as a cock as it stuffed up her and Anna squirmed and squealed with pleasure.
But then she moved away.
Anna adored creaming the dog's tongue but today was an exception and she didn't want to cum yet. She wanted to stay hot and wet and horny-and to approach her daughter while the girl, too, was still randy to cum.
Lobo yelped pitifully when she pulled her skirt down. His tongue lolled out, drooling heavily and all slathered with her pussy-nectar. u
He gazed at the woman with his baleful amber eyes, not understanding why she had deprived him before he had finished feeding.
"You'll have to wait for a while, boy," she said. the wolfhound whined and his hairy haunches rippled as he shoved his cock and balls out. His neglected prick was booming under his belly. Anna had started toward the door, but now she paused and looked back at the neglected doggy.
His cock and balls were gigantic. His slick red cock-head looked as big as her fist as it loomed out naked from the hairy sheath. His long cock-stalk was hard as a crowbar and his balls were like inflated balloons.
Anna smiled as the massive brute pranced about, his cock and balls swinging, his desperation obvious. It was her fault that the dog was so excited, of course, and it didn't seem fair to leave him in such a state. Usually Anna emptied the dog's balls with a blow-job or else let him fuck her. But since she had other plans for the immediate future, she decided that she would just give him a quick hand-job. It was a kick to see the fuck-juice squirt out of his huge prick and, besides, it would make her even more horny to frig him off without cumming, herself.
She knelt down and motioned the dog over. He came bounding up, squirming and wagging his tail in expectation. He tried to jam his head into her crotch again, but she grasped him by the collar and yanked him up right, turning him so that he stood in profile before her.
Sensing that he was in for a treat, he stood rigid and stiff legged, flanks quivering. His prick jutted out long and hard, and his hindlegs were quivering around his bloated balls. Anna reached under him and cupped his balls in her palm, lifting the heavy sacs as if weighing them.
His neck twisted around as he gazed at her in anticipation, seeming to know full well how versatile the humanm body was and that she could satisfy him in a lot more ways than any bitch in heat could. His lips curled back from his gleaming fangs and he seemed to be grinning or leering in a doggy fashion.
"Ummmmmm!" Anna sighed as she gently squeezed his balls and felt how satisfyingly full they were.
Her hand slid up and folded around his cockshaft. The rock-hard core throbbed inside the shaggy sheath. She gave his cock a slow push-pull. As she stroked up, his sheath rolled like a carpet over the ledge of his knob. As she pushed back toward his balls, his cock-head loomed out in a smoking-hot slab of angry red meat.
She pumped him again. His piss-hole rippled open and a gooey glob of pre-cum oozed out. It lathered his cock-knob like thick cream on a fat plum.
"Oooooh," she purred, at the sight.
Lobo rumbled in his throat, then woofed. His haunches bunched with muscle and he humped, fucking his cock through the woman's hand.
"Wanna cum, boy? Hmmmm?"
She frigged on his cock again, her hands skimming lightly, then tightened her grip and shifted the shaggy sheath up and down. More seepage slid from his piss-hole and Anna gazed at it, licking her lips. She was sorely tempted to suck the dog off. She adored swallowing doggy jism. But she knew that she was liable to cream, herself, when the brute's prick shot off in her mouth, and she was still determined not to cum yet.
With her free hand, she unbuttoned her blouse, knowing that there would be a lot of cum spraying all over in a moment and seeing no point in getting her clothes slimy-and besides, she liked to feel hot spunk hose her naked tits.
She arched her back and thrust her fat tits out, aiming the head of the animal's prick at them as her hand stroked up and down on his cock-rod.
She heard the shower start to spray upstairs and figured she had better hurry if she was going to get to the bathroom in time to find her sexy daughter naked.
Her fist flew on the dog's cock as he humped, driving his loins out with savage enthusiasm. Anna's face was a twisted mask of passion, eyes narrowed and lips parted. She was panting as heavily as the doggy.
"Shoot, Lobo-cum for Mommy!" she urged the brute, her voice all husky with lust.
His cock-head was dripping with slime now, so much of the stuff seeping from his piss-hole that it looked as if the animal had already creamed. But Anna knew better. The huge Irish wolfhound's balls held jism by the bucketful and there was plenty more to come.
Her hand pushed down to the root of his cock. That shaft was humming like a vibrator by this time, so taut that it snapped like a cable. The beast howled and his prick pulsed so violently it almost threw her hand off. Staring at the glowing, foaming knob, Anna pumped him steadily, shoving her tits close to his bulging cock-crown.
The wolfhound was humping furiously, his haunches a hairy blur as he whipped his cock and balls in and out through her caressing hand. His swollen balls swung under his cock-shaft like the loose skin on the throat of a rutting moose. As she frigged down, the cum-bloated balls hit the heel of her hand with a dull thud. She could almost hear his fuck-juice slosh around inside.
Lobo threw his head up like a wolf baying at the moon. His loins shuddered as he neared the creamy crest. Anna moaned as she felt his mighty cock lurch and pulse. Her eyes crossed as she stared at his cock-head, yearning to see all the hot, thick dog spunk spurt out. His cockmeat was so fiery hot now that she could feel the heat waft onto her tits, as if she were holding a red-hot branding iron before her.
The dog howled again and his balls exploded.
Anna jerked down his cock-rod and felt it throb as his jism came rushing up through the core. Then foaming cock-spume was hosing from his cock-knob. The slimy stuff splashed onto her tits in great, gooey geysers. It felt as hot and as thick as melted lead, as if it might blister her tit-meat.
Spurt after spurt rocketed from his piss-hole. Each time the woman pumped back on his cock, the brute shot out another geyser. His balls seemed bottomless, his vitality endless. He jerked out and a jism jet foamed on her tits, then he squirted again on the recoil.
Anna milked him to the dregs. At long last the potent beast began to falter. His humping jolts became erratic and his balls hung slack and drained. Anna continued to frig him until she was certain that she had pumped it all out. She slid her hand back and squeezed his empty balls to make sure that they were empty, then pumped his stalk again. Holding the hairy cock-rod, she squeezed, coaxing a last drop of milky fluid out of the beast's piss-hole.
Her heavy tits were drenched with doggy spunk. The stuff slid over the fat slopes like quicksilver, seeped into her deep cleavage and hung from her stiff nipples. His prick was starting to soften and retract now. When she released his cock-rod, the dog sidestepped away, panting. His cock stood for a moment, then began to sink toward the floor.
Anna was wild with lust. She rubbed the dog spunk into her tits and worked it into her nipples. Her cunt was like a boiling cauldron now, the lips gaping open and fuck-juice pouring from the cunt-slot. Her whole crotch was lathered with the seepage and slippery ribbons trickled down her thighs. She didn't dare touch her cunt, knowing that she was so hot that she was liable to cream at the slightest contact.
Lifting her hand to her lips, Anna pushed her tongue out and licked at the dog jism. Her tastebuds sparked crazily at the gamy flavor. She scooped some up from her tits and lapped it from her palms, head bowed and tongue slurping like a kitten at a cream bowl.
Then she got to her feet, her legs shaky.
She started for the door and Lobo came trotting at her heels. His prick hung down in a meaty loop, but his big wet tongue still lolled out hungrily. With his balls drained, the brute was still eager for more cunt-lapping.
Anna was about to close the door on him.
But then she grinned wickedly.
Hungry for cunt, herself, and feeling very, very naughty, she figured that she might as well let the doggy accompany her, as she went to seduce her daughter . . .
CHAPTER TWO
Having a stallion all hot and lathered between her thighs always made Sarah horny and her pussy felt like a burning ember between her legs as she mounted the stairs and walked on down to the bathroom. She undressed quickly, then stood before the mirror, admiring her naked body. It was no wonder that her brother stared at her, she thought, pleased by his interest. She wondered if Harry often thought about her when he was beating his meat.
She turned, gazing at herself from all angles. Her pink tit-tips were standing out like little rockets ready to be launched, taut and tingling. She pulled at them and whimpered softly at the sensation. The stiff buds exploded in her fingers and the thrill shot down her belly.
Turning, she looked back over her shoulder, admiring the curve of her heart-shaped ass as it swept out from her narrow waist. Her tawny hair cascaded over her shoulder and her blue eyes narrowed with passion. She placed her open hands on the cheeks of her ass and spread them apart, exposing the tiny brown bud of her shit-hole.
She bent over, plump tits swaying saucily, and gazed at the reflection of her pussy as she hiked her ass up. Her cunt-lips were unfurled like a fleshy blossom and her open pussy was flooded with cream. Her stiff clit stood out like a stump in a swamp.
Sarah loved to admire herself as a sort of visual foreplay before she frigged off. Staring at her cunt, the girl licked her lips. She wished that she was limber enough to go down on herself. What a joy it would be to suck her own pussy. Her tongue sparked at the thought. She shuddered and squirmed. Sarah had never eaten out a pussy, but the idea of it really turned her on and, not being able to tongue-fuck herself, she figured that soon she was going to have to find some sexy girl willing to do a bit of mutual cunt-lapping.
Sarah didn't realize that her own mother shared her deviate inclinations.
She turned to look at her thrusting tits, standing sideways to the mirror, then faced it again. She dipped at the knees and tilted her slim belly up, parting her thighs and shoving her cunt out close to the mirror. Her pussy was steaming hot. She spread her cunt open wider with her fingers, revealing the darker inner folds, all streaked and slathered with her creamy seepage. Trickles of goo ran down the insides of her thighs. She fingered her clit and licked her lips.
Her pretty face was twisted by desire as she tipped her head down. Golden tresses fell over her tits. The randy teenager looked directly at her cunt, then gazed into the reflection again. She slid a finger into her pussy-gash and wriggled it about, then brought it up to her lips and licked it. The taste of cunt-juice made her mouth water.
She reached behind her ass and gently nudged a finger into her tiny puckered brown eye, then licked that finger, too. She figured that rimming would be a thrill, as well. Her tongue was tingling like crazy.
She decided to frig off under the shower, lathering her nubile body with soapsuds and then spilling her own fuck-juice into the slippery suds. Cupping her cunt in one hand, she stepped into the shower cubical and adjusted the spray. The water felt cool on her overheated flesh. She soaped her tits and belly and thighs, then began to work the frothy lather into her fuck-slot.
Her ass and hips began to jerk and grind in a fucking motion as she rubbed her pussy against her caressing hands. Her cunt was hot and throbbing. She moved her hands up to feel her tits and nipples, then dipped them back into her crotch.
Bunching her fingers together, she started to shove them in and out of her cunt-sleeve. Her pussy-walls pulled out and sucked as she fingerfucked steadily up into her cunt, pushing in knuckle deep.
She shivered, rising toward the crest.
Then her mother walked in.
Sarah jerked her fingers out of her pussy and blushed with embarrassment, wondering if her mom had seen what she was doing. She tried to look innocent. But Anna was smiling, delighted that she had timed her entrance just right.
"Riding the horse made you horny, did it?" the woman asked, stepping up to the shower.
Sarah blinked in surprise at that bold remark-then blinked again when she saw that the Irish wolfhound had followed her mother into the bathroom, his suspiciously creamy tongue lolling from his long, hairy jaw.
"Errrr-I-gee, Mom . . . " she stammered.
"Oh, don't be embarrassed, honey. There's nothing wrong with frigging yourself off. Except-" she grinned lewdly, "-except it seems like sort of a waste, when you could have someone else do it for you . . . "
Staring at her naked daughter, Anna began to undress. Sarah gaped at her in disbelief. The girl had certainly been thinking about making love with a woman or girl, and had been looking forward to the experience, but this was her mother. Sarah felt stunned and dumbfounded.
Naked now, too, Anna joined the girl under the shower spray. They stood face to face. Anna was looking speculatively into Sarah's eyes, not quite sure how the girl would react to her advances. Sarah looked confused.
Anna arched her back and thrust her fat tits out, pressing them to her daughter's trim tits. Their nipples rubbed together, mounds flattening. Sarah gave a little gasp. She could hardly believe what was happening.
Anna ran her hands up the girl's slender flanks, then slid them around and cupped the cheeks of her trim little ass, pulling her belly out. Their blonde cunt-mounds pushed together and Anna squirmed against her. After a moment, Sarah began to squirm, too, moving automatically.
"Gosh, Mom!" she whimpered.
"Don't say anything, darling. It's all right," Anna whispered, her voice husky with desire.
She lowered her head and licked at Sarah's rosy tit-tips, then sucked them into her lips, face turning from tit to tit as she nursed on each taut nugget in turn. Sarah's nipples detonated like blasting caps in her mother's mouth. Anna drooled onto the pert mounds and into the smooth cleavage, her saliva streaking the soapsuds.
She raised her head and kissed Sarah on the lips. Her tongue slid into the girl's mouth, darting around. Sarah's own tongue entwined with it and they French kissed passionately, swapping tongues and saliva.
Sarah was dimly aware that the huge dog was darting around outside the shower stall, barking and yelping. What was her mother going to do? Why had she brought the dog with her? Sarah felt she must be dreaming.
Anna slid a hand down between their bellies. Resting the heel of her palm on Sarah's cunt-mound, she dipped her fingers into her crotch. Sarah whimpered as Anna pulled and rolled her stiff clit.
She began to jerk her loins in and out, rubbing her pussy-gash on Anna's hand. She knew that what they were doing was naughty, but it felt too good to resist. Was she naive? Was it normal for a mother and daughter to fool around? Was it incest-or did they need a cock for that? Her thoughts tumbled about frantically through her dazed mind.
Cunt-juice spilled out into Anna's palm as she slid her hand into Sarah's groin, rubbing and stroking. She loved the way that hot cunt was juicing on her hand-and her hand was only the start of it!
"Jeez, Mom-you'll make me cum!" Sarah whimpered.
"Not this way," Anna purred, licking at her daughter's trembling lips.
Her tongue was flashing about as if she were getting it limbered up, showing Sarah on her mouth just how that nimble tongue would work on her cunt.
"I want to eat you out, darling," she whispered.
"Oh!" Sarah cried. Then, all inhibitions melting in the heat of her lust, she squealed, "Ooooh! Yeah, Mom! Go down on me-suck me off!"
Anna sighed with anticipation, overjoyed to find that her sexy daughter was a willing partner. Her tongue probed Sarah's mouth again, then she began to sink slowly to her knees. Her heavy tits slid down the girl's belly. Sarah was vibrating all through her body.
Anna knelt before her, holding her by the hips. Sarah put her hands on the woman's shoulders, her legs trembling so much that she needed support. Anna looked up, smiling, then lowered her eyes and gazed at the girl's cunt, licking her lips like a glutton at a feast.
Sarah parted her thighs and tipped her groin up. Her open pussy-slot was flowing like a swampy river, the creamy seepage breaking around her clit and running on down her crotch. Anna blew on her daughter's cunt as if igniting a smoldering ember. She inhaled the fragrance of hot pussy-perfume and sighed. It was no wonder dogs went crazy for cunt, she thought, hearing the big brute whine and whimper behind her. But she wasn't ready to share this delicacy yet.
Her tongue shot out and tapped against Sarah's swollen clit. Sarah jerked convulsively. Anna licked at the taut bud again, then sucked it into her lips and nursed on it like a nipple.
"Oh, Mom! Ooooh!" Sarah squealed.
Anna's head turned in Sarah's crotch. Holding her by the love handles of her hipbones, she turned the girl's slim hips from side to side, mopping her face with Sarah's soaking pussy. Sarah's thighs clamped around the woman's cheeks and she jerked her belly up and down.
Anna's talented tongue flicked at Sarah's wet cunt-lips, slurped on her clit again, then stabbed up into her cunt-slot, tongue-fucking in and out steadily. Fuck-juice drenched her lips and soaked her tongue, making her tastebuds tingle and spark. Her hot tongue slapped and sloshed as it dipped into the girl's fuck-hole.
Then Anna parted her lips and clamped them to her daughter's cunt-slot like a suction cup to a drain. She began to suck the girl's cunt-gash as her tongue shot up her fuck-tunnel. She was slobbering into Sarah's gooey pussy and then sucking her saliva back out, blended with pussy-nectar.
"Ummm, ummm, ummm!" Anna purred as she suckled on that sweet pussy with relish.
Anna had always adored cunt-lapping but the thrill of sucking her teenaged daughter's pussy was driving her wild and she trembled with depraved desire.
She ground her face around in Sarah's sodden cunt-slot, coating herself from chin to brow with the seepage. That flow was getting hotter and thicker and creamier as Sarah soared toward the blissful crest.
"Cum, cum, cum!" Anna urged, her voice muffled on Sarah's cunt, the words bubbling into her pussy-gash. "Cream my fucking tongue, baby! Spunk in my mouth!"
She sucked ravenously in the girl's cunt-slot and French kissed her fuck-hole at the same time. Sarah's pussy was steaming and beginning to throb. Cum-juice poured onto Anna's tongue and dribbled through her lips. Her throat pulsed as she swallowed the succulent nectar.
"Cumming! I'm fucking creaming!" Sarah wailed.
She held her mother's face buried in her groin and jerked her ass and hips wildly as the waves of joy came rushing across her belly and shot like electric currents up her shaking thighs. The waves came faster and higher, then blended into one tidal flow. Her cut exploded again and again as her fuck-juice poured out in sweet abundance.
Anna sucked and swallowed, swallowed and sucked, whimpering with the joy of milking the girl off, loving to feel her cunt ripple and melt and to gulp down the creamy rewards. She kept on sucking and Sarah kept on creaming.
At last, weak-kneed and shuddering, Sarah slumped back against the shower stall. The last spasm shook her and she moaned in rapture.
Anna kept on sucking for a few moments, making sure that she had drained the girl off to the dregs. Then she sat back on her heels and gazed up into Sarah's face, smiling with her creamy lips.
She was wondering if now that it was over, Sarah might have any regrets.
But Sarah was smiling dreamily.
And then, with an impish gleam in her eyes, the girl asked, "Why did you bring the doggy, Mom?"
And it was time to show her . . .
CHAPTER THREE
Anna got to her feet with cum spilling down her chin. She kissed Sarah on the lips and pushed her tongue into the girl's mouth so that Sarah could taste her own yummy cunt-juice on her mother's tongue and realize how scrumptious a snack of pussy was.
They stood tit to tit and belly to belly and Sarah reached down and dipped her hand into Anna's crotch. The woman's cunt was so hot that the girl thought it might scald her fingers as she stroked and fondled eagerly.
Sarah was looking forward to sucking her mother's cunt, returning the favor and treating herself to her first snack of pussy. With her sensual lips parted on Anna's cream-drenched mouth, the teenager whispered, "I wanna tongue-fuck you, too, Mom!"
Anna sighed happily, delighted by the way that things were turning out. She was eager to have the girl's pretty face buried between her lush thighs, too, but she was in no hurry for that pleasure. Now that she had begun the corruption of her nubile daughter, lascivious Anna wanted to introduce the girl to all the naughty variations.
Anna shifted away and took Sarah by the hand, drawing her from the shower stall. Sarah trembled, anticipating the next act in this incestuous adventure-and the Irish wolfhound began to howl as he bounded around the bathroom as if he had gone mad.
His balls had been well jacked dry by Anna, but now they had ballooned again, as his sensitive nostrils inhaled the pungent perfume of two hot cunts. His prick was standing out stiff and swinging heavily under his loins. The brute gazed at Anna, awaiting the woman's commands, his meaty tongue and his booming prick both ready for service.
"Let me suck you, Mom!" Sarah whimpered.
"Soon, baby-soon!" Anna promised.
She gently turned the slender teenager toward the sink. Sarah rested her hands on the edge of the basin and stood with her legs apart and her ass thrusting back. Her plump tits swayed under her and her pussy was starting to juice again, more cream mixing with Anna's saliva in her cunt.
Anna knelt behind the girl.
"I wanna do you next," Sarah protested, looking back over her shoulder. She was so hungry for her voluptuous mother's cunt that she thought her tongue might melt-that she might have an orgasm in her mouth.
But Anna was not through feeding yet-and now she was ready to share the feast, frenzied with the dark desire to deprave her darling daughter.
She laid her open hands on the trim cheeks of the girl's ass and spread them apart. Leaning in, she ran her flattened tongue up through the crack of Sarah's ass, then dipped it into her tiny brown shit-hole.
Sarah squealed and wriggled, gasping at the sensation as her mother rimmed her asshole. Her hips shot out from side to side and her ass-cheeks jerked up and down. Anna slobbered into her tight little ring, then sucked her saliva back out, tangibly tainted by ass-juice.
The woman moved lower and slapped her tongue into Sarah's cunt from behind. She stroked, starting at the girl's taut clit and dragging her tongue up through her cunt-slot and then slurping up the crack of her ass again. Her blonde head went up and down, lapping from clit to asshole with every fluttering stroke. Her slobber steamed from the girl's hot flesh and more pussy-juice trickled down her thighs.
Lobo lowered his haunches and came slinking up beside Anna, his nostrils flaring.
Anna sucked adoringly on Sarah's flooded cunt-slot for another moment, then drew back slightly.
"The doggy wants a lick now," she rasped. "Holy shit!" Sarah gulped. But she was more than willing and she shoved her ass up, arching her slender back. The dog thrust his blunt muzzle into her crotch from behind. His long tongue flailed in her open cunt-gash.
Sarah wailed and Anna moaned as she watched the brute's tongue slurp in her daughter's fuck-slot. The animal's snout burrowed in and his meaty tongue delved deeply up into Sarah's pussy. He whined and slobbered into her cunt as his tongue whipped away at the flowing fount. Sarah ground back against his head.
The beast's huge tongue felt incredible as it snaked up her cunt-chute. The doggy wasn't as skillful a cunt-lapper as her mother was, but he made up for it by his enthusiasm-and by the massive size of his drooling cunt-lapper. That pliable red whisk shot deeply into her cunt, licking her from the inside out.
The wolfhound's head went up and down like a rocking horse. Her pussy-nectar spilled down her thighs and the doggy licked it up, then sent his tongue sliding up the crack of her ass and into her shit-socket.
Sarah saw her face reflected in the mirror, through a mist, as her panting breath steamed the mirror. The bathroom was permeated by the fragrance of hot pussy, driving the doggy wild as he savored the taste and the sweet aroma. A mist of cunt-cream sprayed from her cunt as his tongue slapped in. His muzzle was streamed with cunt-juice and the stuff hung like melted pearls from his jowls.
The brute whined into her pussy and yelped as he reared up to ream at her asshole again. Each time he shot his tongue into Sarah's pussy, his prick jolted like a jackhammer and his heavy balls expanded more.
Anna leaned in and, cheek to jowl with the wolfhound, began to lap away again. As the brute's giant tongue wedged up into Sarah's fuck-hole, Anna licked her clit. The doggy jerked up to lick at her ass and Anna sucked on her cunt-slot, then moved aside as the animal slid back down.
She held Sarah's clit in her fingers, pulling it out against the dog's slapping tongue. Sarah shuddered. She was so fiery hot that she didn't know if she was cumming again or not. She felt the thrill ripple across her loins and thought that she was creaming. But then another thrill lashed her, even more intense, and she knew that she was still rising toward the peak of her passion. Her cunt and clit were going to just keep on going off, as long as those tongues continued to slap and slurp in her crotch.
Anna turned her lust-crazed face and sucked the dog's sodden tongue into her mouth, tasting her daughter's pussy-nectar as she French kissed the brute. Neglected for the moment, Sarah's open cunt-gash pooled up with swampy juices. Anna and Lobo slurped up the gooey flood between them.
Then Anna moved back beside the dog's flank.
She held his hairy cock-shaft in her hand, skinning back so that the meaty cock-knob bulged out.
"Watch me, Sarah!" she rasped.
Sarah looked over her shoulder again and gasped. Anna had turned onto her flank and her head was under the wolfhound. She was holding his naked cock-knob right before her face. She gazed up at her fascinated daughter to make sure that the girl was watching her. Then her tongue pushed out and the wanton woman licked the tip of the animal's cock-head.
Sarah groaned as she saw her mother's pink tongue laving the dog's gamy prick-knob. Anna slurped all around the flaring end of the beast's naked slab, her saliva glistening on the angry red meat. Her eyes shifted back and forth as she looked at the dog's cock, then looked at her daughter again. Sarah seemed stunned--but intrigued and approving.
"Mom-you're licking the dog's cock!" She gulped.
"Ummmm-it's yummy!" Anna sighed.
A glob of goo slid out of the dog's piss-hole, running like mercury down his slick slab. Anna licked the slimy blob up, purring. She pushed her tongue out so that Sarah could see the doggy spunk sliming on her tastebuds. Then she swallowed the glob and licked his cock-knob again, sliding her tongue right into the open cleft. More scum oozed out. Anna gathered the seepage with her fluttering tongue.
She loved to suck the dog's prick at any time, but doing it with her daughter a witness to her depravity thrilled Anna to the core. She relished the taste and the texture and the heated temperature of the animal's bloated cock-meat. She savored the musky, gamy flavor of his prick and the starchy succulence of his pre-cum. And that banquet was enhanced by having Sarah stare at her sinful mouth.
"I'm gonna milk him off," she moaned. "I want a mouthful of hot, thick dog jism!"
Sarah whimpered at her mother's words and her own mouth was drooling as she stared at the woman's face. Anna tongued all over the beast's crown again, then slowly parted her lips and fed the fat cock-slab into her mouth.
Her cheeks hollowed in as she sucked.
"Ummm, ummm, ummmm!" she purred, mouthing his cock-head, her lips peeling out in a tight collar around the beast's hairy cock-stalk. She was slobbering down his prick as she nursed adoringly on the crown.
His cock-knob bulged in her cheek, then pushed back into her throat as the frantic brute humped.
"Unghhh! Ulphhh!" Anna gulped as the dog's massive cock-knob clogged her gullet. Then she moaned as she pulled her clinging lips back up his rock-hard cock-shaft and suckled ravenously on the naked meat of his cock-head again.
The wolfhound was still slapping his tongue into Sarah's cunt-slot and now his haunches were heaving as he fucked into Anna's mouth just as if it were a cunt. His massive body vibrated between them. His tongue and his prick seemed to be connected. Each time he shot his tongue into Sarah's creamy cunt-gash, his cock jolted into her mother's mouth.
She squirmed under the frantic beast, bridging her back. His balls dragged over her fat tits and then rolled up under her chin as he buried his cock to the root, Anna's lips plastered around the hairy hilt, taking it all, then she pulled back up, sucking through every precious inch.
Her blonde head tilted back and forth on the animal's furious thrusts as he fed his cock into her facial fuck-hole, sinking in ball-deep. His piss-hole was weeping steadily now, and as his cock jerked out, Sarah could see that the hairy cock-rod was slathered with cum-streaked saliva. From the desperate way that his cock was hammering and pounding, Sarah knew that the wolfhound was going to blow his wad at any instant.
"Yeah-yeah-milk him off, Mom!" she cried. "Swallow his fucking load!"
The girl's pussy was dissolving on the dog's tongue as she soared toward the heights. She was trying to hold her crest back, to wait for the magic moment when the dog emptied his fuck-juice into her mother's mouth.
"Suck him dry! Drain the big fucker!" she wailed, her eyes glued to her mother's lips, hearing her hot mouth slurp and gurgle on that meaty feast.
The brute was humping savagely now, his backbone twisting into a tortured shape as his loins slammed out. His ass was a hairy blur and his tail slashed behind him like a rudder, guiding his strokes.
Sarah's pussy was sucking on the dog's tongue like a greedy mouth and he was pumping his prick into Anna's mouth just as if it were a cunt. His balls were so heavy and full by this time that they were no longer swinging-they were rolling like bowling balls under his driving cock-shaft and bumping against Anna's lips as he sank in to the root.
Lobo howled into Sarah's bubbling cunt.
"He's gonna shoot!" Anna gasped, as she felt the animal's prick balloon. His cock-meat hissed in like a heated crowbar as he rammed into her slobbering mouth.
The dog's balls exploded violently and his thick load came rocketing up his cock-stalk. The first spurt shot straight down Anna's throat as she gasped and gulped. He shot his second creamy geyser out on the backstroke and the slimy jet skimmed over her flashing tongue.
She was swallowing hungrily but the dog's load was too much for Anna to drink it all, greedy as she was for the succulent fuck-juice. Spunk overflowed her parted lips and ran sluggishly down her chin. Her head bobbed up and down on his stalk, meeting his lunges as the animal kept on pumping his prick into her face, hosing her with his thick cream.
Seeing the doggy spunk in her mother's mouth, Sarah cried out and let herself go. Her clit went off like a stick of dynamite and her pussy throbbed, turning to jelly on the brute's slapping tongue. Her cunt-cum drenched the dog's tongue and frothed down his hairy muzzle as his haunches pounded away remorselessly, squirting dose after dose of fuck-juice into Anna's hungry mouth.
Anna sucked and swallowed, gurgled and gulped. She was pulling the spunk up the dog's cock-shaft by the suction of her mouth, milking him like a sump pump. Jets of jism hit the arched roof of her mouth, splashed into her cheeks and spilled from her lips. Her tongue was almost floating in a pool of slime. The doggy hosed her throat and whitewashed her tonsils, his cum foaming from his cock-knob.
Sarah collapsed over the sink, gasping and drained. Lobo continued to lap up her sweet seepage as his loins jolted through the strokes and he emptied all of his massive load of ball-juice into Anna's mouth. He slowed, flanks heaving, his balls reduced to slack, deflated sacs. Anna kept on sucking his prick, coaxing out the last precious drops.
When she was sure that she had sucked him to the bone, she drew her gooey lips from his cock-head and smiled up at her panting daughter.
"Dog cum is delicious," Anna sighed.
Sarah didn't doubt it for a moment. With her cunt well sucked off, the naughty girl was still horny-the memorable day had just begun . . .
CHAPTER FOUR
Sarah reached behind her ass and grabbed the wolfhound by the collar, dragging his muzzle out of her groin. Her cunt was still streaming heavily, cum and doggy slobber running down her thighs like hot candle wax. The dog woofed and wagged his tail.
Anna slowly turned over onto her back on the floor, her knees uplifted and her thighs apart. Her cunt was steaming and foaming. Neglected while the hungry woman sank her tongue into her daughter's pussy and then sucked off the dog, Anna's fuck-hole was so hot it seemed ready to ignite, bursting into flames. Except that it would be much too wet to burn, and could only smolder and smoke.
Sarah sank to her knees, her legs shaking. Her mother badly needed some sucking and Sarah was yearning for her first cunt-lapping experience. But, just to show Anna how game and willing she was, she turned toward the dog, first.
His prick hung out in a meaty coil. It was well drained and beginning to collapse, but the slick red cock-knob had not yet retracted back into the shaggy sheath.
Sarah cupped his cock in her hand and lifted his cock-head into her face. She rubbed her nose against the wet slab, sniffing the doggy aroma. She grinned at her mother, who was watching her with interest. Then she drew the dog's slimy prick-knob into her lips and sucked on it, whimpering when she discovered that dog cock was even more flavorsome than she had supposed it would be. She could taste the residue of his spunk load, blended with her mother's slobber. Twisting her head about, she milked and nursed for a few moments. When she pulled her lips from his prick-head with a moist slurp, she had left that fat wedge polished to a gleaming luster.
And she had already started a new hard-on rising in the horny hound's cock. As he sidestepped away, his mighty cock was stiffening and snapping upright again in a series of short, sharp jolts. His balls started to inflate like the bladder of a soccer ball, swelling as more thick fuck-juice pumped into the hairy bags.
But then Sarah twisted toward her mom.
Although she had never eaten a pussy before, Sarah had thought about it often, and in great detail, so the girl was confident that she would do it right without needing any previous training or practice.
Anna jerked her crotch up, offering her juicy cunt like a creamy delicacy served on a hairy platter. But Sarah didn't dive on her mom's pussy immediately. She began to lick up the inside of the woman's thigh, her tongue falling teasingly short of the junction. Ribbons of pussy-juice had unrolled down the woman's legs. As she lapped up the overflow, Sarah was getting even hungrier, her appetite whetted by the preliminary course. She slurped up the creases where Anna's sculptured thighs joined her groin, running her eager tongue next to her foaming fuck-slot but not making contact yet.
Anna jerked her ass and churned her lips as she tried to shove her cunt into Sarah's pretty, glowing face. Giggling, Sarah bypassed Anna's pussy and licked at the tangled thicket of her bushy cunt-mound.
She slid up higher and sucked on Anna's swollen nipples with more enthusiasm than she had ever nursed there as an infant. She cupped the heavy tit-globes together as her face switched from tip to tip.
Anna writhed and thrashed in desperation and Sarah took pity on her-and on her own ravenous tongue. She licked back down that curvaceous body. Resting her chin on the shelf of the woman's hairy vee, Sarah gazed up past her thrusting tits, looking into her eyes. She ran her moist tongue across her trembling lips. Anna stared back down the gently rounded slope of her belly, seeing that lovely young face mounted there on her loins and framed between her up-thrust thighs.
Then Sarah slid down into Anna's crotch.
Her tongue darted up her frothy cunt-slot and flicked at her pulsing clit, and her parted lips began to suckle rapturously in the soaking folds. Cunt-lapping came as naturally to Sarah as she had expected it to, and it was even more delicious and thrilling than she had hoped.
The girl was willing to suck on that smoldering pussy for hours. But Anna had gotten really turned on by eating pussy and blowing doggy cock and the randy woman began to surge toward the peak immediately.
Her cunt sloshed into Sarah's lips. Her cum slid down her cunt-chute and spilled from the slot and Sarah gulped it up with little whimpers of joy.
"Don't stop-keep creaming me, Mom! Cum and cum and cum for me!" she begged, her words muffled as her lips moved on the steaming cunt.
With her blonde head down in her mother's crotch, Sarah's ass was hiked up high as she arched her back-and without knowing it, placed herself in the doggy-fucking position.
If Sarah was not aware of it, the dog sure was!
Lobo came slinking up behind the girl's up-thrust ass, his haunches low to the floor and his tail switching. The hard-on that had begun in Sarah's mouth was concluded now, hard as a rock and throbbing. The brute's yellow eyes gleamed and his lips drew back from his teeth. He stalked the girl's haunches like a wolf sneaking up on a juicy bunny rabbit. With his hindquarters down, his cock was sliding along the floor, like a meaty plow turning a furrow in the earth-and sowing seed, at the same time, for pre-cum was spunking from his bloated cock-knob and laying a slimy trail in the wake of his cock and balls.
Sliding in snout-first, the doggy began to slap his tongue up the crack of Sarah's ass, then bobbed lower and slurped into her flowing cunt.
Sarah murmured happily when she felt that heavy doggy tongue flailing in her heated cunt-gash, but at the moment it was only a side effect, a pleasant sensation that did not at all distract the girl from the main event that was taking place in her voluptuous mother's smoldering fuck-hole.
Anna was shaking in a multiple cumming. Her clit exploded repeatedly, setting off a deeper series of explosions in the core of her cunt-hole. Her hot juices poured out and Sarah tongued the sweet stuff up by the mouthful. Using her fingers to spread the woman's cunt-slot open wide, Sarah stabbed her tongue up her pussy. That nimble tongue flicked out against the throbbing bud of Anna's clit, licked lovingly at the lips, then tongue-fucked up into her pussy again.
"Suck, suck, suck!" Anna whimpered, clamping her sleek thighs around her daughter's face in a velvet vise, then throwing her legs wide apart again to give that lovely face free rein to wallow in her groin.
As Anna surged to another peak, the pungent purfume of her cumming cunt filled the room. Combined with the scrumptious pussy that the wolfhound was lapping, it drove the brute wild. His big head heaved up, jaws dripping. His massive body tensed and his haunches tightened with coiled spring sinew. Then the dog bounded up, mounting Sarah's ass just as if the girl were a bitch in heat.
"Ooooh!" she squealed into her mom's cunt as the beast's brawny weight pushed her ass down.
His forepaws were clamped firmly around her nubile hips and he clung to her ass resolutely. His flanks rippled and his haunches heaved. The animal humped instinctively, slamming his smoking-hot sex-tackle out.
His slippery red cock-head bumped against the back of Sarah's thigh, then slid up into the crack of her ass. The dog jerked in and out frantically, missing the target in his desperate haste. He was angled too high and his prick jammed up through her crotch instead of sinking into her fuck-hole, the glowing cock-knob rising above her ass.
Sarah reached back between her knees and grasped his hairy cock-shaft in her hand. She whimpered when she felt that hard stalk throb.
The girl lifted her head out of her mother's sopping pussy and stared up at the woman's face.
"The doggy wants to fuck me!" she gasped.
Anna smiled.
Sarah hesitated for an instant. Then she dropped her face onto Anna's cunt again and, tilting her wrist, guided the dog's prick into her steaming pussy.
Lobo's cock-head vanished in her slippery cunt-folds and the dog yelped and stiffened, trembling. Now that the end of his prick was buried, the brute knew just how to proceed. His haunches shuffled back so that the angle of his cock lowered and his long cock-shaft was aimed up Sarah's cunt. He humped again and this time his massive prick rocketed all the way up into her pussy.
"Oh!" Sarah cried, feeling that enormous prick pound into the depths of her cunt. Then, feeling how wonderful it was, she wailed, "Ooooh, he's up my cunt, Mom! The fucking dog is stuffing my pussy!"
"Nice, isn't it?" her lascivious mother sighed, jerking her cunt into Sarah's face and creaming yet again under the stimulation of knowing that her little girl was getting her cunt fucked by the horny hound.
Lobo squirmed, his hindpaws scrambling on the floor as he ground his cock-meat around inside her cunt, holding the full load buried to the hilt. His balls were jammed tight to her soaking crotch and every single inch of his thick, hairy cock-shaft was buried in the girl's pussy.
Sarah wriggled on the full penetration, adoring the sensation of having her cunt filled to the very brim with pounding doggy cock while the animal savored the joy of having every inch of his prick enveloped in hot, wet pussy-tunnel.
His swollen cock-head felt like a slab of molten iron deep in the core of her cunt and his hard prick was levering like a crowbar in her fuck-chute. Sarah thought that huge load might dislodge her hipbones as it spread her fuck-hole wide open. His cock-knob had plunged so deep that she half expected it to come pushing out of her mouth.
Sarah began to move before the doggy did.
She pulled her pussy-sleeve up over an inch or two of dog cock, then shoved it back and took the whole long cock-rod back into her pussy. She gurgled with joy at the friction that shaggy stalk caused.
Then Lobo began to fuck her.
The powerful hound humped with bestial energy and enthusiasm, driving his prick into her with savage strokes, pulling back until only the fat crown was stuck in her cunt, then shoveling it all back in again.
Sarah's trim little ass jolted up as the brute stuffed her full, tilting her on his angled thrusts. She rolled her hips around as the animal withdrew, so that her slippery pussy was winding around his cock-rod, adding extra stimulation to the straight in-and-out friction.
The wolfhound pranced and danced as he clung tightly to Sarah's haunches and threw the meat into her furiously. His tail lashed like a hungry tiger's. He heaved his hindquarters up and fed the prick to her from above, shoving her ass down under his heavy bulk. Then he lowered his loins and pumped it to her with a long, fluttering, underslung stroke so that he lifted her ass into the air and slid every inch of his hairy cock-rod across her clit.
Sarah's cunt was clinging and sucking on the dog's prick. As the beast drew out, her pliable pussy-lips distended, dragging along his cock-stalk. The mighty beast was damned near pulling her pussy inside out!
"Unghhh!" she grunted as her cunt filled to the depths with slamming doggy prick.
As the brute's huge, hairy cock hooked into her pussy-gash, he drove her head against her mother's cunt. Sarah was still hungrily sucking on that delicacy, but now the center of her awareness had shifted to her crotch. Having already mouthed Mom to cream, Sarah concentrated on fucking with the wolfhound and lapped away only occasionally.
Anna, having already cum countless times in her daughter's eager mouth, didn't mind the lack of complete attention in the slightest. She rubbed her pussy in the girl's face for another moment, then squirmed away and twisted nimbly around so that she could watch the action.
The dog's balls swung in like the clappers of a meaty bell, whacking dully against Sarah's crotch. His fat cock-stalk came pulling out, drenched with cunt-cream, then drove back in to the hilt, shaking her loins on the violent plunge.
His angry red cock-head appeared in her gooey slot, bulging and dribbling with pre-cum. Then it hurdled back in and his rock-hard cock disappeared as he dipped his prick balls-deep up into her steaming fuck-hole.
Sinew and muscles leaped through his big, strong body. His spine twisted up convulsively. He dragged Sarah's haunches back with his front paws as he thundered his cock up into the core of her cunt. His head swayed about and his long tongue hung down, slobbering over the girl's ass.
Sarah's head turned, her cheek pressed to the floor, her lips panting and drooling. The friction of that fierce fucking was melting her cunt. The brute was pounding her to jelly, fucking her to foam.
Anna leaned in and licked at the wolfhound's swinging balls, then tongued his hairy stalk as it pulled out, gooey with fuck-juice. She slid behind the brute and raised his tail. Abandoned to pure lust, the horny woman shoved her tongue up the dog's asshole and rimmed him for a moment. But then she moved back slightly. Anna could lick and suck the dog whenever she wanted to and at the moment she was more interested in watching the mighty mutt fuck the ass off her daughter.
The dog snarled with the fury of his assault and Sarah whimpered under his pounding thrusts. His prick hissed up her smoldering pussy, slamming in and out so fast now that she couldn't tell if he was on the in stroke or the back stroke, if he was coming or going.
Her ass churned and her hips jerked as she struggled to match the frantic beast's dynamic pace, but the dog was shoving the meat into her two strokes to one of hers. His driving haunches blurred and his tail spun around as he rammed his cock in like a missile.
"Cumming, cumming!" Sarah cried, as her overheated cunt dissolved on that pounding prick.
"Oooh, cream his cock, baby!" Anna squealed.
Seeing her lovely little teenaged daughter cum on a dog's cock filled the naughty woman with every bit as much pleasure as getting her own rocks off.
Lobo pumped in with lightning strokes, his cock sinking into Sarah's pussy like a torpedo launched into a swamp. As her pussy turned to a creamy morass, the dog's cock-meat slid in even faster. She thought that her cunt must be smoking from the furious friction.
The wolfhound shuddered and howled.
"He's gonna blow!" Anna wailed.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah!" Sarah squealed. Her melting cunt was so fiery hot that she knew that only a foaming load of cum could extinguish the fire.
Then Lobo's jism jetted into her in a steaming stream. Sarah cried out in ecstasy. His cum was pouring into her cunt in an unbroken string, as if the horny hound were uncoiling a slimy rope into her cunt.
He bucked in, spurting, then shot again as his haunches rebounded, so that the slime hit her pussy and skimmed on up through the length of her fuck-tunnel. His cock-head plowed in through the creamy tide. As the dog's cock stuffed her to the brim, it was pumping cum and cunt-cream from her cunt, lathering her whole crotch and soaking her trembling thighs with the overflow.
A final frenzied squirt of cock-spume jetted into Sarah and the doggy whined and slumped over her ass. He stopped humping, but clung to her ass. Sarah's cunt pulled and sucked lovingly on his cock-meat, milking the last trickles from his piss-hole as she worked off the final sweet spasms of her own cumming.
"Ummmm-I love doggy cock!" she purred, her pretty face radiant and glowing.
Anna, who knew the feeling well, smiled.
Lobo snorted and jerked back, yanking his prick in her clinging cunt.
Her cunt-walls had clamped around him, molded to the outline of his prick. For a moment Sarah thought that they might be stuck together, like mating dogs-that her mom would have to throw a bucket of cold water over them.
But then inch by precious inch, the dog's prick came pulling from her cunt-gash. His fat red cock-knob lodged in her fuck-slot for an instant, then popped free like a cork from a bottle. The brute hopped down from her ass and stood, head down, as if he had been poleaxed.
His cock stood rampant for a moment, then began to slowly droop toward the floor. That meaty coil was all soaking with their combined creams and Anna couldn't help but slide under the stunned brute and slurp the tasty cock into her mouth, relishing the blended cunt-juices. She sucked every succulent glob from his cock-head, then pulled her lips from him and turned to Sarah.
Sarah's ass was still hiked up, legs parted. Her cunt-slot gaped wide open, retaining the shape of the dog's cock. That open slot was flooded with spunk and pussy-nectar. Naturally, Anna clamped her mouth to it and sucked out the nourishing sauce with relish.
Sarah twisted around and mother and daughter gazed at each other in happy conspiracy. Then Sarah glanced at the wolfhound. His balls were slack and his cock-head had started to slide back into the shaggy sheath.
The girl frowned slightly, disappointed.
Now that she knew the delights of doggy cock, she was eager for more of it.
"Lobo has already shot his bolt three times today," Anna said, seeing the girl's expression. "I'm afraid we'll have to get along without him for a while."
Then Sarah suddenly blinked and grinned. "What about the stallion, Mom?" that insatiable little minx suggested.
CHAPTER FIVE
When Harry felt his cock and balls surge, ready to explode, he raised his face from the saddle that he had been licking and climbed up onto the rails of the stallion's stall, so that his prick was throbbing over the saddle. His fist flew up and down on his cock-stalk and he groaned as his balls ballooned.
Then his jism came squirting from his cock-knob in a milky torrent, splashing onto the throat of the saddle. He pumped away, his handsome face contorting like a crazed ogre, jerking the fuck-juice out in steady spurts that ran creamy on the smooth leather.
When his balls were drained, the horny youth climbed down from the rail, moving awkwardly, his thighs quivering and his legs watery in the aftermath of his cumming. The saddle was all soaked with his cum and the thick goo was already starting to congeal.
Harry grinned fiendishly.
The next time that his adorable kid sister sat in that saddle, she would be sliding in his spunk! He loved the thought of it. Her hot pussy would be slipping around and his jism would liquefy again in the heat of her cunt and soak through her riding britches, seeping right into the nubile girl's cunt-slot.
It was like fucking her secondhand.
The idea of it thrilled the randy youth so much that, despite his massive creaming, his prick remained hard as a stone and his balls recharged themselves immediately. One meat beating was never sufficient, when the lad was fantasizing about his sexy sister.
He decided to jack off again.
But when he stepped up on the stall rail, his thigh was trembling so much that the boy didn't have the energy to climb over the saddle again. Anyhow, that leather seat was already sodden with his slime. He moved away, his whole body shaking and his cock hammering. He sprawled out on a bale of hay in the corner.
He didn't touch his prick for a while, just stared down at it admiringly, as the thick, meaty prick stood towering above his potent loins.
His cock-head was almost glowing atop his vibrant stalk. He could feel the new jism load seeping drop by drop into his swelling balls. His hot cock-meat steamed in the air. The vitality of his prick amazed and delighted Harry. His fevered mind was dazed by his fervid imagination, thoughts of incestuous insertions dancing through his daydreams, He decided not to frig his cock for a while, just to enjoy the pleasant sensation of feeling that smoking-hot meat throb above his loins, while he thought in every delightful and juicy detail about Sarah.
But although the boy's sex-tackle was still bursting with vim and vigor, the rest of his body and brains had been sapped by his cumming. As he lay there, staring down at his rampant rig, his eyes slowly closed. He began to sink into slumber, his daydreams turning subtly to real dreams.
Presently, Harry slept, laid out on the hay on his back, with his prick looming above his loins like some massive spear that had transfixed him to the floor.
It remained hard as steel as erotic images floated through his slumbering mind.
And that was how Sarah and Anna found him!
When Sarah had suggested that they visit the stallion, her mother had been delighted. She had gotten the horse for the girl because she knew that riding made girls horny. But now it seemed that her ulterior motive was going to become more direct-that the animal acquired to stimulate desire was also to be an instrument in satisfying that desire. Things were working out even better than the incestuous-minded woman had hoped they would, her daughter proving to be every bit as naughty when it came to lesbian love and incest and bestiality. Anna didn't have to seduce or corrupt the nubile teenager, for she was as game as her mother-for anything.
They left the bathroom and went downstairs. The Irish wolfhound came jogging along at their heels. His sex-rig was spent for the time being, but the dumb brute was determined not to miss out on anything interesting.
They went out to the barn, looking for a horse prick-and found another kind of prick rampant in the hay. . .
* * *
Standing just inside the door, Sarah and Anna exchanged a meaningful glance. They both grinned with tacit understanding. Why should they deny Harry a role in their games? Besides, his cock and balls looked magnificent. Sarah was already naked. Anna had slipped into a terry cloth bathrobe but now she let that fall from her shoulders. Side by side, they advanced toward the haymound and stood over the sleeping youth.
Lobo hung back, perhaps ashamed that his cock was limp while Harry's was hard as a rock and maybe-the dog glanced at the stallion-he felt a bit sheepish because he was not the most well-hung animal on the premises.
It was evident that Harry had shot a wad recently, because his standing prick was slick with slime. The stuff hadn't congealed because the heat of his cock-meat kept it in a fluid state. Quicksilver ribbons traced down his thick, heavily seamed stalk and his cock-knob looked like it was coated with globs of condensed milk.
He murmured in his slumber, obviously enjoying some fevered dream. His loins twitched and his prick loomed up. It was so long and hard that he could have used it like a pitchfork, to toss the hay.
His mother knelt beside the boy.
His sister sank gracefully to her knees on the other side. They knelt facing each other across his loins-and past the tower of his cock as it stood between them. His cock-head was glowing like the beacon atop a lighthouse, warning of the rocky shoals in his balls below.
Anna leaned down and ran her nimble tongue against the slope of his cock-knob, purring contentedly as the succulence of her son's spunk-soaked cock-meat registered on her tastebuds. Then she drew back and Sarah lapped at his juicy prick, savoring a snack of slimy sibling cock.
"Ooooh!" she squealed, softly-wondering if it was more naughty to lick her brother's cock than to lick the dog's cock or suck her mom's cunt. It was hard to say. Everything today was so deliciously depraved and all the more thrilling because they were breaking all the taboos.
Sarah pulled away and Anna took a slurp. The two cock-crazed females began to take turns, one lick at a time. Their blonde heads went up and down like two woodpeckers beating on the same tree.
Harry moaned in his dreams-and his cock snapped and jolted violently. His dream was erotic and it was soon going to become a wet dream-although certainly a dream that spanned the gap between sleeping fantasy and reality.
Anna flattened her tongue against the base of his cock-shaft and drew it bubbling up to his knob, flicking the tip at the sensitive spot where his fat, mushroom-shaped cock-head loomed out from the rod.
Sarah lapped at his bloated balls, then crisscrossed her tongue up his cock-stalk and spit-bathed his flaring knob at the underside where the pulsing ventral vein spread out into the delta of his crown.
Harry dreamed that his sister was licking his prick-and two very real tongues slurped in the waking world. They continued to share his cock between them, unselfishly, limiting themselves to one slurp at a time.
"His cock is yummy, Mom!" Sarah whispered.
"Ummm-scrumptious," Anna agreed.
"Shall we make him cum and swallow his spunk without waking him up?" the girl suggested.
Anna nodded eagerly. If her son was dreaming, this, too, was the stuff of dreams for his mother. She didn't mind sharing his cock and his cum with her daughter, for seeing the sexy girl lapping his prick turned Anna on every bit as much as tonguing it, herself. She shuddered with the rapture of an incestuous threesome.
Between them, Sarah and Anna had licked up all the residue from Harry's previous cumming, but now his prick was glistening with their combined tongue juices. His cock was so hot that they thought their frothy saliva might evaporate from his knob and cock-stalk, steaming and sizzling.
Anna took his cock-head into her lips and blew softly down his rod. His balls ballooned as if she were inflating them via that fat valve.
Then Sarah mouthed his meaty cock-slab, her cheeks drawing in as she suckled hungrily. Enjoying the meat course, they were in no hurry for the creamy dessert, although they were both yearning for his delicious fuck-juice. By alternating licks and sucks, they were prolonging the blow-job, giving his cock-meat a split second to cool as they switched mouths on him.
Anna turned her face sideways and fitted her parted lips against the root of his cock-shaft. She slid her face up and down as if she were playing a flute.
Pre-cum oozed from his piss-hole and ran down his cock-stalk, sliming into the corner of his mother's mouth as she pulled her lips up.
Sarah ducked down and tongued up the seepage at the source, lapping at his overflowing piss-hole. She whimpered. The spunk that was oozing from his knob was even more delicious than the coating she had licked from his cock before, whetting the girl's appetite for the full load from his balls.
Their heads went up and down like a two-stroke engine, taking a spunky slurp here, a slimy suck there. They glanced up at his face to make sure that he was still sleeping. His countenance was contorted by lust, but still he slumbered on, in the sweet throes of the greatest dream that he had ever had. His ass humped up from the hay and his balls rolled at the root of his prick like cannonballs.
His cock-knob was pumping goo out steadily now and Anna and Sarah grinned at each other. It had become a sort of contest to see which of them was lucky enough to get his first creamy spurt.
Anna fed his cock-knob into her mouth, then ducked down and took half of his stalk in, as well. Sarah mouthed him in her turn, ducking down as if she were bobbing for apples in a barrel. She pushed her lips to the very hilt of his cock-shaft. Her nose nestled in his wiry pubic thicket and her chin brushed against his swollen balls.
She pulled back up to his cock-head very slowly, nursing through every thick inch of cock, then collaring his cock-head and sucking voraciously on it.
She was sorely tempted to keep sucking, knowing he was going to shoot his wad any moment and feeling greedy for the creamy feast. But her mother was hovering over her, eagerly awaiting her share. Reluctantly, Sarah pulled her suction-cup mouth from his meaty slab. Anna pounded on it, running the collar of her lips far down his cock-shaft.
Now the contest was becoming more serious.
Neither mother nor daughter was selfish, but in this friendly family competition they were both longing for the blue ribbon.
Anna engulfed his cock-head and employed all of her considerable skills. As her lips suckled on his knob, her tongue bathed the underside.
Sarah whined impatiently as her mother lingered over that meaty mouthful, thinking that the woman was taking unfair advantage in this bizarre time-sharing arrangement. But then Anna drew away, sighing wistfully, and the teenager took her turn on his cock.
As it turned out, the contest was a draw.
Harry's sweet dream had reached its turbulent climax and his balls erupted. His jism came shooting up his cock-shaft just as Anna and Sarah were changing places. Sarah's head was pulling away and Anna's face was coming down as the youth's fuck-juice squirted from his piss-hole.
They were just passing, cheek to cheek, as the great creamy geyser rose from his knob in a milky cloud. Sarah's mouth was still wide open from the suck she had just enjoyed and Anna's lips were parting in preparation for a mouthful. Harry's hot slime spurted straight up into those open mouths hosing each with an equal dose.
Jism jetted past Sarah's lips and splashed onto Anna's tongue. Gasping and gulping as the thick stuff gushed back to her gullet, Anna continued her descent, taking Harry's cock-head into her mouth just in time for his second spurt to explode down her throat. It hit her with such potent force that he almost blew her head off the end of his cock. She pulled up, slobbering and whimpering, with cum spilling from her lips. Sarah quickly ducked down to engulf his cock as his third torrent unleashed itself.
Harry, still slumbering and smiling blissfully, sank back into the hay. His balls were drained and his prick swayed over his loins like a tree in a hurricane. His mother and sister both ducked down together now, lapping up the overflow from his cock and balls at the same time, like two hungry kittens at the same cream bowl.
Between them, they licked the platter clean.
They leaned back, grinning at each other, happy that the contest had turned out evenly, the rewards shared equally. Anna licked her lips, loving her son's spunk and Sarah purred happily as she relished that brotherly ball-juice.
Then they regarded his swaying cock.
Back and forth that huge cock swung, like a redwood that had been sawed halfway through and was threatening to fall. The suspense was enormous. Sarah wondered if the giant cock would fall toward her or toward her mother.
But his cock did not fall!
The swaying slowed, then ceased, and the meaty tower stood as high and as tall as before. The softening of the stalk that had permitted the sway stopped and the thick shaft stiffened into a bar of iron again. It jerked and jolted and throbbed-and remained upright.
Harry, accustomed to beating his meat repeatedly, had not faltered. His prick, well exercised by pumping, was endowed with great stamina and vitality and his balls like an athlete's lungs, had enormous capacity. Already, at the root of his prick, those huge balls were swelling again!
Sarah and Anna grinned with delight, anticipating more of those adorable cock and balls without delay-so excited by it that they had forgotten the animals.
But the dog and the horse were well aware of what was going on in the barn.
Lobo was whimpering as the fragrance of those two steamy pussies assailed his nostrils. His cock and balls had been well milked today, but they were surging with renewed vigor. Inch by inch, his prick came out.
And Maverick already had a hard-on, his big, black beauty looming from his loins.
The animals had to wait awhile.
But not long. . .
CHAPTER SIX
Unaware of the animal pricks that were throbbing for attention at the moment, Anna and Sarah were concentrating on Harry's remarkable cock. They had tongued up all his cum, and his knob glowed, polished to a glossy luster by their attentive tongues.
"Can I fuck him, Mom?" Sarah asked, hopefully.
The girl wasn't worried that their mother might wish to prevent that ultimate act of sibling incest-she was only wondering if Anna might want the first cuntful of Harry's cock.
"Sure, honey-sit on his big cock and fuck yourself silly," Anna agreed, knowing that now the family fun had begun, she would have plenty of time to enjoy her son's lovely prick in all the variations. She glanced up at his face to see if the boy was still unconscious, thinking it might be tasty to lick his balls while Sarah rode his prick, lapping up the overflow as it spunked from her pussy-slot and spilled down his cock-stalk. But that glance gave the horny woman another idea.
Harry was breathing with regularity in his peaceful, well-drained slumber and as he blew his breath out, his lips fluttered and rippled with a bubbling sound.
Anna's eyes gleamed with anticipation.
"Yeah-fuck yourself on his cock, baby-and I'll sit on his fucking face!" she wailed.
It was no sooner said than done. The voluptuous woman spun around and threw one knee across the boy's head, squatting astride his upturned face. Thighs tensing with firm sinew, she very slowly lowered her dripping pussy onto the lower portion of his face. Her cunt brushed lightly against his lips as they blew in and out. The contact was light and teasing, but lovely, and she purred with pleasure.
When she was ready to cream, she could grind her cunt-gash firmly onto his mouth, but for the moment she was content with that casual caress.
Sarah mounted Harry's loins, sitting back on his thighs so that his enormous prick was stretching up before her slender belly. Her blonde vee was pressed against his balls and his cock rose up so high in front of her lithe torso that his knob bumped against the lower slopes of her tits. Seeing how far up her body his cock extended, the girl moaned at the prospect of having all of that long, thick fuck-shaft buried up her cunt-hole.
Leaning down, she brushed her stiff tit-tips against his slick cock-head and then nudged the fat slabs into her smooth cleavage, holding the firm tit-mounds around it. It felt nice to have his cock-meat throb between her tits and she decided to ask her brother to fuck her between her tits sometime-but not at the moment, with her pussy spewing cunt-juice out like the crater of an erupting volcano.
Harry blew up his mother's open cunt, sputtering wetly into her pussy as he exhaled. And as he inhaled, his cock flared, as if he was sucking his breath right down into his cock, inflating it.
Sarah watched his knob pump in and out, echoing the action of his lungs. The sight drove the girl crazy for a cuntful of his pulsating prick. She slid up, squirming onto the head of his overheated cock. That bulging wedge nudged into her cunt-slot and pounded against her clit.
She poised atop his cock like a flagpole sitter. Her pussy felt desperately hollow and she was yearning to have it stuffed full of vibrant prick, but she was enjoying the preliminary contact, as well, and teasing her pussy by lingering there with his cock-head at the portals.
She tilted her crotch up and began to slide up and down his cock-rod, her pussy-lips slurping against the heavily veined underside of the thick stalk. Her mother had played that prick like a flute with her mouth, and now the girl was emulating that frolic with her cunt-lips.
As his cock slid through her pussy-gash, it rubbed against her fiery clit, making her tremble. She could easily have gotten her rocks off like that. But, wonderful as the skimming strokes felt, she knew that it would be very much better once his huge prick was pounding inside her fuck-hole.
She hiked up over his crown again, fitting the swollen hunk into her soaking cunt-slot. Gripping his stalk by the hilt, she turned her fist and worked his cock-head around in her pussy-gash like a spoon stirring a cream pot. Her hips twisted as she ground her cunt on his knob and goo flooded down the long cock-rod, seeping onto his balls.
Then she began to settle onto his cock.
Very slowly, Sarah relaxed her thighs and let her cunt-sleeve inch down his cock-shaft. Her pussy-folds enveloped him, pulling and sucking greedily. Watching that huge cock slowly disappear, Anna wondered where the fuck it was all going? It looked longer than the girl's torso to her glazed eyes. But Sarah's insatiable cunt was taking it all, gorging itself steadily as his cock-head slid deeper and deeper.
With a final push of her pussy, Sarah buried that meaty bone to the rim. Her cunt-lips spread out, plastered around the hairy root and her trim little ass was resting lightly on the cushions of his balls.
"Ooooh," she moaned, swaying on the iron-hard spike and feeling every sweet inch pound and throb up the length of her fuck-chute.
Holding it all up her, she wriggled and squirmed, turning her hips and pumping her belly and grinding her ass. She was working away on that cunt-load without riding it yet, savoring the full penetration. Her cunt-muscles rippled, tightening in a series of wet rings that fluttered up his prick from the hilt to the head. Her pussy closed around him, clamping to the fat contours of his cock-stalk. Her pussy was so juicy that she thought they might get glued together, his tight-fitting plug jammed in her gooey socket.
As his sister's cunt caressed his cock, Harry began to blow more vigorously up his mother's cunt, his heated breath panting into her. Her pussy squished and his breath whistled.
Harry was starting to dream again. Yet his slumber was less sound this time and even as his dreams began to form, his sleeping mind told him that it was a dream-but that it was a dream that was founded on more than his own lively imagination, rooted in more than his own fantasies-embellished by some magic sense of reality.
The boy was trying hard not to wake up, urging his mind to doze through the fiery sequences of imagery that would bring him surging to the creamy conclusions. But his eyelids were fluttering and he was losing the struggle, starting to stir from his slumber.
His lips pursed and parted and sputtered. His tongue was getting wet. The boy had never experienced the sensation of taste in a dream before and, curious, he swallowed. He inhaled again and his brow furrowed in bewilderment. Sometimes he was awakened with the aroma of freshly brewing coffee permeating his dream world, but never before had he known such a rare and exotic pungency to seep into his slumber.
Half awake, now, Harry was hoping with all his heart that this would prove to be a reoccur-ring dream.
Dream or not, it was certain to reoccur . . .
Anna pushed her pussy more firmly against his fluttering lips, the wet folds spreading open as she juiced into the boy's mouth in a steady flow.
At the other end of his torso, Sarah began to rise and fall on his cock, her trim thighs rippling just as if she were saddled on the stallion and posting to the trot. As she pulled up, her cunt sucked and dragged, the moist cunt-lips drawing out along his shaft. Then she slid down again, turning her pelvis and winding her fuck-hole onto his prick. She screwed down hard and pulled up slow, adoring this first cuntful of her brother's gigantic prick. They fit together like a mortar and pestle as her pussy pounded down, enveloping his cock into her cunt to the hilt.
Anna, squirming on Harry's head, her ass jammed to his brow and her cunt oozing into his lips, leaned forward to fondle her daughter's firm tits. Sarah felt her mother's heavy tits in turn. Riding Harry, cock and mouth, they felt each other up, adding a secondary thrill.
Anna ducked lower to suck on a pert tit-tip, then arched and shoved her meaty tit-mounds out so that Sarah could suckle a nipple, in turn. Arching their backs, they rubbed their tits together and kissed passionately, lips grinding together and tongues flaring. They could both taste Harry's jism on each other's tongue and lips as they panted and slobbered in a frenzied French kiss.
Anna slid a hand down into Sarah's crotch, fingers splayed out, feeling Harry's slippery prick sliding in and out of the girl's gooey cunt-grotto. She fingered Sarah's stiff clit and nudged into her pussy alongside Harry's thick cock-rod, groping all over the girl's groin, thrilled to feel the incestuous coupling as the siblings pumped together.
Sarah cupped her own hand into her mother's vee and felt Harry's tongue and lips at work in the soaking slot. The boy's tongue was shooting out now, stabbing up Anna's pussy each time Sarah squatted down on his cock, as if he were some clockwork toy wound up by the key of his cock.
Anna jerked on his face more frantically and Sarah began to slam her prick-pounding pussy down violently as both of them soared toward the peak. Face to face, they kissed each other and loved each other by hand, as they used Harry like some inanimate fucking machine beneath them.
Then Harry woke up.
He never knew just when he drifted out of his dream and into reality. The transition was clouded. But at one moment he was in a world of erotic fantasy and the next he knew, without any doubt, that a steaming hot cunt was riding his cock and a creamy pussy was mopping his mouth.
His eyes opened, but all that he could see was the half-moon curve of a shapely ass. He sucked and swallowed, but the taste test told him only that the pussy on his mouth was delicious-not to whom it belonged. He guessed that a pair of wandering nymphomaniacs must have sneaked into the barn to' frig off or eat each other out and that, finding him asleep with his prick out of his pants, had taken advantage of the situation. Harry was not about to disrupt the action. Pretending to still be asleep, he lashed his tongue up that mysterious fuck-hole and humped his horny prick up into an unknown fuck-tunnel with the steady motions of a sleepwalker-or sleep fucker, as it were. Anna and Sarah, both starting to cream, failed to notice any change in Harry's behavior.
"Fuck his prick, baby!" Anna rasped when she saw the cum-juice oozing from her daughter's well-stuffed cunt. "Cream your cunt on that big fucker!"
"Yeah, yeah. Oh, shit, juice in his mouth, Mom!" Sarah squealed, in response.
Harry, with his ears muffled between a pair of lush thighs, heard only a distant murmur. But he knew that his mysterious lovers were cumming, because his tongue was floating in a stream of pussy-spunk and his cock was sinking into a cunt-hole as gooey as a paste pot.
Anna cried out with joy as she reached the crest and her mother's milk gushed into Harry's sucking lips. Sarah could hear the cum-cream splash into her brother's open mouth and her own loins leaped to the crescendo. Her pussy pumped down and she melted in the depths of her cunt, pearly cream filling her fuck-tunnel and pouring out onto Harry's belly and balls in a foaming tide.
Harry gulped down his mother's cum-juice and his balls burst violently. His jism shot up into Sarah's pussy as she pounded down again and the girl wailed with rapture, feeling her fuck-hole flood with brotherly love.
Working in unison, like some well-oiled fucking machine, all three spent their cummings in prolonged spasms, waves whipping through their loins and steaming hot slime flowing together in tidal turbulence.
Sarah jerked like a rag doll on Harry's prick.
Anna was shaking like a vibrator on the boy's face.
Harry sank down into the straw, gasping, his load emptied to the very dregs. With both of them still mounted on his loins and head, the youth waited for them to dismount. He was eager to see what his lovers looked like.
And he was sure surprised when he found out who they were . . .
CHAPTER SEVEN
Sarah slid up Harry's prick like a monkey shimmying up a pole. His fat cock-knob stuck in her cunt and, for an instant, she didn't think that damned thing was going to come out. Then her pussy pulled free with a slurp, cum and pussy-cream gushing from the open cunt-gash.
Harry's stalk began swaying around like before, but this time it was dipping deeper and bending more. His mother, still squatting on his face, leaned down and watched that meaty prick swing around through loops and arcs like some serpent.
His cock was silver-plated by his sister's cunt-juice and Anna just had to rest her chin on the boy's flat belly and open her mouth. His prick swung past her lips. Her eyes turned as she watched it, glinting like a stalking predator. His cock-knob swung back and Anna's head darted forward. She sucked the slick slab into her mouth and nursed on it.
The woman already knew how delicious her son's cock-meat and cum were and now, with the flavor delicately spiced by her daughter's scrumptious pussy-sauce, that well-used prick was an even more satisfying mouthful.
But it continued to soften and shrink, despite the magic of his mother's mouth. Harry had already blown his nuts off on a hand-job, creamed abundantly on a two-headed blow-job and then spewed great geysers of fuck-juice into his sister's pounding pussy. Although he was vitally potent in his teenaged years, he was finished for a while.
Anna sucked pleasurably for a while, turning her lips around on his cock-stalk as her tongue bathed his knob. Then, feeling no signs of renewed stiffness in his collapsed cock, she sighed and pulled her mouth from him.
Sarah was sitting back on her heels beside her brother's hips and Anna shifted her face across and began to shoot her tongue up the girl's spunky cunt-slot, then slapped her lips to the gash and sucked the thick cum-cream out, swallowing more of her son's jism out of her daughter's cunt.
Sarah arched back and Anna slid after her, her mouth glued to Sarah's gooey pussy.
As she did so, her own crotch came pulling off Harry's face with a suction-cup slurp. Harry raised his cream-drenched face, grinning. He saw a wide, firm ass slowly sliding down his chest, then down his belly and he saw the edge of a heavy tit swinging under his voluptuous lover. Whoever she was, she was built like a brick shit house, he thought, happily. He watched the cheeks of her ass shift as she moved one knee forward, then the other. The crack opened and he was rewarded by a tantalizing glimpse of a trim brown asshole.
Still unable to see beyond that lovely ass, Harry could nevertheless hear the sounds of sucking coming from the other end of the mysterious stranger. He knew that she must be sucking the other girl's cunt! It thrilled the horny teenager to the core. He had heard that lots of girls liked to suck each other's pussies that it was not an activity restricted to lesbians-and he knew that this must be a prime example of that exciting and thrilling deviation. He waited eagerly, still anxious to see what they looked like and if he knew them.
He saw his sister first.
As that gorgeous ass drew down to his thighs, Harry looked beyond and saw Sarah's adorable face, flushed by passion.
Holy shit! Sis is getting her cunt eaten out by some other girl and-and-jeez! It must have been my sister who was sitting on my prick!
Harry gasped, staggered by the realization.
He had lusted for his nubile kid sister for ages, but he had never really expected to enjoy incest with her. He blinked and frowned, searching his conscience for signs of guilt-and finding none at all.
Harry only felt very satisfied that he had fucked with the sexy girl, and he was already looking forward to plenty of incest in the near future.
But who was the other woman?
That blonde head was buried between Sarah's slim thighs, sunk into her pussy, and Harry had no idea who the mysterious, bi-sexual stranger could be. The only thing that he knew about her was that her cunt was fragrant and creamy and yummy and that, from the moist sounds her mouth was making on his sister's pussy, she was an enthusiastic cunt-lapper.
He hoped she fucked as well.
With that thought in mind, and realizing it would be a while before he could get another hard-on, the boy glanced nervously toward the door. He was afraid that their mother might come out to the barn and find him and his sister in this embarrassing situation. Boy, would Mom be surprised, he thought.
Looking over Anna's arched back, Sarah found herself gazing into her brother's bemused -and very obviously wakeful-face. The girl looked eagerly apprehensive. She stroked the blonde head that was so happily wallowing about in her swampy groin. Sarah was enjoying this lazy, after-cumming suck and she was reluctant to disrupt it, but she guessed that her mother should be advised of the situation.
"Errrr-Harry's awake," she said.
That unknown cunt-lapper continued to suck juicily for a few more seconds as Harry stared, waiting for the revelation of her identity. He was hoping she was someone who lived nearby, so they could get together often.
She lived a lot closer than Harry thought.
The mystery head came up out of his sister's pussy and turned, smiling, toward him.
Harry almost fainted!
His lips worked but no sound came out. His vocal cords seemed as stiff now as his prick had been before his mother and sister pumped it dry. He tried again.
"M-Mom!" he gasped.
Anna grinned at her son, showing absolutely no sense of guilt or shame or remorse.
"Welcome to the club," she said.
It was a club in which membership was more than welcome, and when Harry had recovered from his profound shock, he grinned lewdly at his mother and sister. They were both smiling at him with their creamy mouths, eyes bright with naughty glee.
Harry looked down at his limp prick and deflated balls, then looked up again, apologetically.
"It's okay, honey," Anna assured the youth. "Get stiff again as soon as you can. Your sister and I can enjoy some more cunt-lapping, while we wait."
Sidetracked by incest with her son, Anna had totally forgotten the reason why they had come to the barn.
Then the stallion snorted.
Sarah's head snapped around, startled. Then the girl grinned with delight.
"Ooooh-look at Maverick's cock!" she moaned.
"Jeez!" Anna gulped, impressed.
The stallion's prick had swollen and lengthened enormously as he watched, listened and sniffed from his stall. He was standing in profile to them and they could see how long and thick his cock-shaft was. The glossy black knob had pushed out from the drawn-back, leathery sheath in a massive, throbbing wedge of naked meat. It looked like a battering ram, Anna thought-and the portals of her pussy quivered at the prospect of being so thoroughly battered.
The brute's balls were gigantic, great swollen sacs jammed between his hindlegs. With no mare to service, the stallion hadn't gotten his rocks off in ages. He couldn't jerk off with his hooves and his dumb-brute mentality was unable to construct a wet dream. Anna and Sarah were both whimpering as they thought about how much cum those huge balls must be so inflated with.
Between those spunk-laden bags and the slick slab of his cock-head, the beast's stalk was like a rod of iron encased in a leather sheath-a rawhide sheath that had been dampened and then allowed to dry, tightening around the hard core. The huge cock stuck out so far that the tip was almost emerging from between his front legs.
Anna wondered how many inches of that spectacular prick her cunt could hold. Sarah wondered what horse cum tasted like. The sleek black brute neighed and whinnied, tossing his head about so that his dark mane tumbled. His silken tail swished behind his brawny ass. He pawed at the ground with one hind hoof and his haunches rippled, shoving his cock and balls in and out. The cock-knob loomed out, flaring wide, and his balls rolled under the stalk.
Sarah and Anna looked at each other in awe, intimidated by the vast size of the animal's sex-rig.
Lobo, too, was intimidated.
The Irish wolfhound was huge himself, not a hell of a lot shorter than the stallion, and his cock was stiff as a stone again. But by comparison with that magnificent hunk of horse meat, his cock was insignificant.
Looking ashamed, in a doggy fashion, the sturdy hound hung back, ready and eager for service but waiting for a summons.
Harry was impressed by the stallion's cock, too, but he was brighter than the dog and, knowing that no human cock could compete with horse cock, he wasn't embarrassed. He was, however, intrigued by the way that his mother and sister were admiring that equine cock.
"Wanna, Mom?" Sarah whispered.
"Jeez-you don't fuck the horse, do you?" Harry gasped, fascinated and astounded.
"No, dear-we never have," said his mother.
"But we're gonna!" added his sister.
And Harry's balls, so completely emptied that they were just a flat sack if skin, began to slowly fill up again as he marveled at the depravity of his family.
Cunts dribbling juice down their thighs, Anna and Sarah got to their feet and approached the stall side by side, looking wary but eager. That mighty equine cock was obviously a two-girl job and they advanced together.
Maverick's soft, wet snout rippled as the sweetness of those two steaming pussies drew nearer. His nostrils flared and he blew, horsy slobber spraying from his lips as they curled back, showing his big, square teeth.
Anna swung the stall door open and as Sarah stepped in, the stallion lowered his head, mighty neck arched, and thrust his muzzle out against her belly.
The girl rose onto her toes and parted her slim thighs, trembling. The horse pushed his nose into her crotch and his wet nostrils blew up her cunt-gash like a bellows, igniting a glowing fire inside her fuck-furnace.
She twisted her fingers in his silken mane, holding his head down and supporting herself as she lifted higher and ground her pussy against his muzzle. The animal's massive tongue slid out and slurped at her open cunt-slot. He whimpered, finding it sweeter than any apple and lapped at a clit a lot more tasty than a lump of sugar.
Cunt-juice flowed onto the stallion's tongue in pearly ribbons, pooling in the middle and dripping from the edges. He whacked his meaty tongue in and her pliable cunt-lips sucked on it as it wedged up her pussy.
His head bobbed up, lifting Sarah onto her very tiptoes as his big, blunt nose delved in her cunt. Her smooth thighs tightened around his muzzle and her ass jerked. She slid up and down on his head just as if it were a saddle, riding his muzzle as she had often ridden his broad back.
His nose fluttered and rippled. Horse slobber sprayed up into ha pussy, followed by the great wad of his meaty tongue as it probed deeply. T.ie brute's enthusiastic tongue was as fat as a human prick and Sarah whimpered and moaned with joy as it snaked into her fuck-hole.
She pulled on his silken mane and grasped his ears, working her loins on his head blissfully. Cunt-cream poured down her trembling legs and the stallion ducked down and lapped it back up into her pussy. His long tongue shot out and dragged back, whipping through her crotch from the crack of her ass to her curly cunt-bush.
Sarah had only intended to let the horse lap her pussy for a moment. She was keen to get her hands-and her mouth-on the brute's throbbing prick. But his tongue felt so wonderful that the insatiable little minx began to think that it might be a good idea to cream his tongue -for starters.
She glanced at Anna questioningly.
Anna nodded her approval. Anna had noticed that each time the stallion slurped his lapper into Sarah's cunt, his gigantic cock swelled even more. She, too, was eager to get at that lovely prick, but was willing to bide her time.
Lobo, however, had lost patience.
The wolfhound came sneaking across the barn, keeping an eye on the stallion's dangerous hooves, but dragged toward Sarah's perfumed pussy like an iron filing to a magnet. And his cock was as hard as that iron filing, as well, pulled like the needle of a compass toward her magnetic pussy-pole.
The dog came slinking up behind Sarah's trim ass as she jerked her cunt on the horse's snout. His head swayed back and forth, level with her swinging ass, sniffing and drooling but looking rather puzzled by the position and by the fact that her pussy was occupied by horse tongue.
Anna looked on, interested to see what the doggy did. She was tempted to let the frustrated hound throw a fuck into her, but struggled against the urge, wanting to keep her fuck-hole nice and ready for the stallion's cock.
The stallion's tongue slammed into Sarah's gooey pussy-gash and she was jolted up, just as if she had been riding the beast when he suddenly bucked. Instead of grabbing the saddle horn, however, she had to grab his ears to retain her balance. As she bent over his arched back, her ass heaved up higher.
Sarah wasn't exactly in the doggy-fucking position, since she was on her feet, and most dogs would have been confounded by the posture. But the Irish wolfhound was such a tall animal that even though she was standing over the horse's head, her haunches were in an accessible position.
Lobo hunkered down, then leaped up.
Instead of mounting her hips, now, the big hound threw his forepaws over her shoulders. He pranced about, clinging to the girl's back. Standing on his hindlegs, the wolfhound was taller than the girl and the angle was right, his smoking-hot prick level with her wriggling loins.
The doggy humped frantically.
His cock-head plowed into her crotch from behind. But the stallion's fat tongue was already stuffed up her fuck-hole, clogging the slot. The dog's fiery red cock-head glanced off that slobbering tongue.
Lobo whined in frustration. Now that he was mounted, the urge to couple was even more compelling. The powerful brute humped again and his flaring cock-head drove into her crotch, pushing the stallion's tongue deeper up her pussy-hole. But with that rubbery lapper wallowing in her cunt, the dog couldn't do more than inch his steaming cock-knob in, further penetration effectively sealed off.
Dancing and prancing convulsively, Lobo jerked his haunches back and plunged in again. This time his prick rebounded from the horse's tongue and slipped on up into the tight crack of Sarah's ass.
The dog began to hump her ass-tunnel vigorously, stabbing his cock-stalk through the crack. His balls dragged into her groin, jamming against the stallion's lapper, and his cock-head loomed out over the small of her back.
Sarah whimpered, enjoying the hot friction of a hairy prick skimming through her ass-crack. She leaned over the horse's neck and hiked her ass higher, changing the angle. The next time the wolfhound slammed his cock out, his naked cock-head nudged into her shit-hole.
The meaty slab flared in that tiny, puckered bud, probing for entry. Lobo may or may not have realized that his cock-knob was bedded in the wrong chute, but it made no difference to the frantic hound. He jolted in spasmodically.
Sarah blinked in surprise when she felt that smoking-hot slab pushing into her brown eye. The girl had never been fucked up the ass-but she remembered how lovely it felt to have a hot tongue probing her asshole.
"The doggy is trying to bugger me, Mom!" she wailed.
"Shall I drag him away, baby?" Anna asked.
"Fuck no! Help the fucker up my shit-hole!" cried Sarah-to everyone's delight!
CHAPTER EIGHT
Lobo was howling with frustration and jacking his loins in and out in a frenzy, his fat cock-head stuck in Sarah's tiny asshole but refusing to burrow beyond the rim.
Anna saw what the problem was, with her experienced eye, and was more than glad to assist. She stood beside them, studying the situation for a moment. She cupped the wolfhound's balls in her upturned hand, fondling them and feeling the thick cum slide sluggishly around inside the hairy bags. But although those balls were nicely full, the brute's cock-head wasn't weeping with pre-spunk yet and it was evident that coupling lubrication was needed-which Anna was happy to supply.
Leaning down between the dog's shaggy belly and her daughter's smoothly turned ass, Anna began lapping all over the animal's slick cock-head, slathering it with slippery slobber. She drew her hand up from his balls and grasped his cock-stalk, pulling his knob out of Sarah's shit-slot for a moment and sucking it into her mouth, wetting the fat wedge thoroughly.
When she had soaked his knob with spit, she turned to the girl's writhing ass and began to rim out her asshole. She slipped her tongue up into that tight slot and slobbered into the brown ring, drenching it with saliva.
As she reamed her daughter's shit-hole, she held the dog's cock against her cheek. It was slathered with spit and sizzling like a branding iron and, after a moment, she felt a thicker moisture seeping into her cheek.
Her mouthing had done the job well and now the brute's piss-hole was oozing with pre-cum.
Anna sucked on Sarah's brown bud a little longer, adoring the tangy flavor, then turned and regarded the dog's dribbling cock-knob. It looked so fucking tasty with the gooey preliminary jism frothing the angry red meat that it was all Anna could do to restrain herself from milking him off in her mouth. But she had swallowed a lot of doggy cum-gallons of the stuff, she figured-in her day, and the beast's next foaming load belonged in her little-girl's ass. She gave the smoking tip a last loving lick, then moved her head out of the way. Holding his thick cock by the hilt, she angled his slimy cock-knob into Sarah's shit-socket again.
Her fist pushed back toward his bloated balls, skinning his naked cock-head out from the stalk. Now, with his knob and Sarah's asshole both drenched, the tip of the animal's prick wedged into the puckered slot easily.
Anna bent over Sarah's ass, drooling and letting her slobber run from her lips and fall, splashing, onto the tight coupling of cock-head and asshole. Eyes glued to the coupling, she watched as the massive hound began to work his hard prick up into Sarah's shit-chute.
Sarah's virgin asshole resisted, then rippled open to accommodate the passage of that fat prick-head. The brute's naked cock-knob vanished into Sarah's ass and she squealed with delight. That swollen slab was by far the fattest part of the dog's sex-rig. As it levered in deeper, it was spreading her back passage out, forging a trail down which the long cock-shaft could follow.
The wolfhound humped powerfully, clinging to her shoulders as he rammed his loins out. Inch by inch, his cock slid up into her tiny brown crack. The stallion was still devotedly slurping on her pussy and Sarah leaned over his arched neck and shoved her ass back to meet the wolfhound's frantic thrusts.
Then, with a mighty lurch, the dumb brute pounded his prick in to the very roots.
"Ohhhh," Sarah gasped as that full load stuffed her shit-tunnel to the brim. The sensation was incredible-and all the more since the stallion's tongue was still slurping merrily away in her other hole.
Yelping over her shoulder, Lobo scrambled about on his hindlegs. The fit was so snug that, at first, the beast was unable to pull his cock out for another stroke. It was buried up her ass and stuck tight.
His cock-head was burning in the depths of Sarah's bowels and his rock-hard prick was levering around like a heated crowbar in her guts. She squirmed on that transfixing spit like a pig roasting over a fire. She looked at her mother, blissful amazement lighting her face, and that wanton woman smiled back approvingly. She caressed the wolfhound's bloated balls as he held his cock buried to the hilt.
His cock-head was so far up her guts that Sarah thought it must be pounding away in her stomach, splashing around in all the bellyful of cum and cunt-juice that she had already swallowed. When the doggy shot his creamy wad, she half expected it to come squirting from her mouth, a river of jism running right through her digestive tract in the reverse.
Her shit-chute was clinging and dragging on the buried cock as his knob flared in her bowels. She could feel his thick pre-cum seeping into her stuffed guts like an enema. She wriggled on his massive prick. no
The wolfhound jerked his cock-muscles and his huge ass-stuffer jolted inside her. She tipped upward and the stallion's tongue shoved as far up her cunt-hole as it would expand. Sarah could feel that meaty tongue and that dynamic cock rubbing against each other through the slender membrane that divided her two tunnels. The horse seemed to be licking the dog's prick, somewhere in the very core of her cunt, and the dog's cock-head seemed to be flaring on the horse's tongue in the virginal depths of her cherry shit-chute.
Then her ass-tunnel rippled and spread slightly, giving the dog's cock room to slide. Lobo pulled back, dragging the puckered bud of her asshole out along his hairy cock-stalk. He paused with only his cock-head stuck in her slot, then shoveled it all up her guts again.
Growling and snarling and yelping, the frantic wolfhound began to fuck her ass with a furious assault, jerking and jolting her cunt around on the horse's head.
Anna was a bit jealous, envying her daughter that avid bestial attention.
And Harry, who had come staggering over in with his over-milked cock valiantly rising again, was finding it hard to believe that he had already screwed his sister and eaten out his mother and creamed in their combined mouths as he dreamed to a wet result-and that now his naughty sibling was getting plated by a stallion and had an asshole stuffed full of huge wolfhound cock.
He moved up beside his mother, who reached down automatically to play with his cock and balls. Harry began to fondle her fat tits casually as both of them observed the bizarre threesome in progress in the stallion's stall.
The horse's tongue rasped at her pussy, rough as sandpaper, yet stroking smooth as velvet. The wolfhound's cock thundered violently up her asshole. Sarah was being buffeted around like a broken puppet, shoved back and forth and whipped from side to side. Her legs were staggering, too weak to support her, but she was braced on the horse's head and held up by the powerful dog's loins as he bucked the meat into her ass with savage glee.
His hairy cock-stalk hummed and hissed through her tight brown ring and his naked cock-knob pounded into her bowels, slamming her against the horse's whiplash tongue. The double sensation of a tongued cunt and a well-stuffed shit-chute began to blend into one wild peak of passion. Sarah didn't know if she was starting to cum in her cunt or her ass-or both.
The hound's prick rampaged in her guts as the howling brute soared toward the peak, driving up from his hindlegs like a defensive lineman and lifting the lithe, slender teenager right off her feet on his prick. When he pumped back, her loins sank down-and the stallion's resolute tongue whipped into her in a slobbery frenzy.
Her ass went up and down like a see-saw and her cunt began to spill over with cum-juice. As the flow on his tongue got hotter and creamier, the stallion snorted and blew and bellowed with bestial, brutal desire. His tongue slithered out, starting on the wolfhound's balls and pulling back through the girl's lathered groin.
It dipped up her fiery fuck-hole like a floppy poker into a furnace, then slid back to drag across her exploding clit. It flipped up onto her cunt-mound, spraying pussy-juice up the girl's lean belly, soaking her on the outside as she began to cream on the inside. Sarah felt that her whole body was melting and magically turning into cummy nectar.
Anna whimpered and yanked on Harry's steadily stiffening prick and Harry's hands mauled at her heavy tits as they watched the girl shudder through her cumming.
Her pussy-goo flooded over the horse's heated tongue as if a dam had burst inside her loins, and the wolfhound, clinging to her shoulders and jamming his haunches out like a ballet dancer prancing on a carnal stage, spun crazily toward the heights between the split cheeks of Sarah's ass.
The doggy wailed like a banshee as his balls blew violently. He stuffed his cock deeply up Sarah's guts and his fuck-juice sped up the core of the hairy stalk and came boiling into her bowels.
She gurgled as she felt that molten fuck-lava hose her ass. As the wolfhound shoveled his cock in again, steaming-hot cum bubbled from her well-stuffed asshole. His cock whipped in faster through his own overflowing lubrication, whipping furiously up her well-greased shit-chute and spurting more doggy slime out on every lunge.
Jerking in hard, the dog emptied his balls and Sarah's cumming spilled over the stallion's lashing tongue and streaked in milky banners down his long jaw.
Drained again, the wolfhound stopped pump-into her and hung on her shoulders. No longer braced by his buried cock, the girl sank down, her crotch slipping along the ridge of the horse's nose and then sinking from his muzzle. Her legs were like rubber. She slowly sank down to the floor, with the stallion's long tongue snaking out for a departing slurp at her cunt.
The dog's cock was levered along with her ass as Sarah slid down and the brute yelped as his cock bent. He jumped back, releasing his grip on her shoulders, and his prick came pulling out of her asshole.
Doggy jism, tainted by Sarah's shit-chute, came bubbling from her asshole in gooey globs, spreading out in a slimy pool under her as she sat, stunned, on the floor.
The wolfhound wobbled away, his prick dropping down and his legs as weak as the girl's.
He collapsed back onto his haunches. His cock stood, swinging, then commenced to angle down farther, the head retracting back into the concealment of his shaggy cock-rod.
Anna released her son's cock and balls and knelt down beside the doggy. His cock-knob was vanishing fast and she greedily lowered her blonde head and sucked that slimy slab of red meat into her mouth, suckling and whimpering as she relished the rare succulence of a dog's cock that had been sunk into her little-girl's steaming ass.
The meaty wedge fluttered in her lips for a moment, giving Anna time to suck it clean. Then it slipped out and vanished into the hairy sheath. She gave his shriveled balls a lick, then twisted around toward the stall again, groping up blindly to grab her son's still-swelling cock as he pushed it out over her shoulder. She clung to his rising cock-shaft.
Sarah was sitting on her ass in the straw, her knees lifted and her thighs wide apart. Doggy spunk slimed from her asshole, and cunt-cum, mixed with horse slobber, streamed heavily out of her fuck-slot. She looked dazed.
Maverick lowered his head into her groin and began to graze once more in that creamy feed-bag. But his bestial instincts told him that the girl was finished cumming and, after cropping on her cunt for a moment, he raised his head again.
And now his cock was hammering for attention.
And Anna was more than ready to deal with that . . .
CHAPTER NINE
Anna was wearing nothing but a wristwatch and she glanced at that watch now, making sure that they had plenty of time left for fooling around with the stallion before her husband got home from his job in the city. She figured that there was plenty of time and, normally, she would have been right. But today was an exception-and a coincidental one, too.
Normally Edward Stamford had lunch at a private club where he was a member and where-although he had never told Anna about this-they showed erotic films during the lunch hour. Usually these films were the run-of-the-mill stuff, fucking and sucking and lesbian cunt-lapping, which Edward watched with mild interest while he drank a beer and ate a sandwich. Sometimes, if the movie had been particularly arousing, he would stop in the men's room and lock himself in a cubicle and beat his meat-not so much out of any real need but just to avoid returning to the office with an incriminating hard-on.
Today, however, the film was special.
It began with a scene of a voluptuous, raven-haired beauty staggering through a blizzard. It seemed obvious that the snow was a fake, cotton wool, perhaps-because the gorgeous lady happened to be naked. She moved about the screen, emoting as best she could, pretending to be lost and freezing. Her big, rosy nipples played that role to the hilt, standing out stiff as if chilled, but her bushy cunt was less talented and it was obviously not cold and certainly not frozen, being wide open and soaking wet.
Then the film switched to a mountain lodge, from where a huge Saint Bernard with a keg of brandy around his shaggy neck, was being dispatched. The massive dog went gaily bounding off to find the missing woman.
By the time he located her, she was lying in the fake snow, huddled up as if for warmth and managing to push her tits together while keeping her legs apart. The Saint Bernard trotted up and sniffed at her. Acting dazed, she groped for the brandy keg. Then the doggy, a method actor to be sure, shifted around so that her fumbling hands fastened upon his fat prick. He shoved the meaty tool into her face.
The dark-haired actress, seeming to believe that she was holding the nozzle of the brandy cask, began to suck greedily on his naked red cock-head. The doggy had a cock reminiscent of John Holmes' and the woman seemed to have studied the acting techniques of Linda Lovelace. It was a splendid hunk of meat and the giant animal frigged it happily into her face, sinking in to the balls.
The woman was doing a pretty good bit of acting at this stage. She showed definite signs of recovery as the hot doggy cock took the chill off her naked body.
The Saint Bernard, not at all embarrassed by performing before the cameras, fucked her face enthusiastically as she happily absorbed the life-giving warmth of his heated cock. Preliminary spunk began to dribble from her lips. Then the actress really showed her talent. Her eyes opened wide and she crossed her eyes, staring in at the hairy mouthful she was nursing upon. The audience could tell that she had just realized the truth and she even managed to show a bit of reluctance. But the doggy kept pumping it to her as she wriggled in the snow, working toward the cum shot.
When his balls were set to blow, she pulled his prick from her lips and held his cock-head an inch or so before her face and finished him off by hand, jerking his jism out into her wide-open mouth. The cameras zoomed in nicely on this shot, every creamy spurt caught by the lens.
When the Saint Bernard had finished shooting, his canine keg drunk dry, the woman sucked his slimy cock-knob back into her mouth to milk out the last nourishing drops. She rolled her eyes and smiled around his cock-head, showing that she had been completely revitalized by the substitute brandy from the dog's barrel-like balls.
Then the scene changed abruptly, shooting to the interior of the mountain lodge, a spacious room with a large stone fireplace and pine-paneled walls and a bearskin rug-on which the rescued woman was still, for some reason, naked, and showing her gratitude for being saved from the raging blizzard. She was on her hands and knees, blowing the man who had dispatched the Saint Bernard to her rescue, while the animal, still wearing the unused brandy cask, dutifully threw a fuck into her doggy-style.
The brandy keg rolled in and out under his thick neck as if echoing the way his balls were rolling around under his plunging prick. Each time the guy sank his cock into her mouth, the doggy plowed up her cunt-hole. Her lush body coiled and uncoiled between them and they gazed at each other across the span of her arched back, sharing some knowledge known to talented actors.
To someone's credit-the director, the scriptwriter or maybe the script girl who teased the dog off camera-they got the timing just right. The man came in her mouth at the exact moment that the Saint Bernard creamed in her fuck-hole. Jism was squirting all over the place. And the actress certainly wasn't faking her own cumming, either, because her cunt-cream was pouring from her pussy in a deluge.
It was a pretty good film.
And it had a profound effect on Edward Stamford.
* * *
His cock had gotten so swollen by the time that the actress started mouthing the dog's cock that Edward had to open his fly and release it. It steamed and smoked in his lap, so hot that it was almost glowing in the dimly lighted projection room. He had glanced around sheepishly but, seeing that everyone else had his prick out, as well, he had jerked off furiously, shooting his wad at the same time that the Saint Bernard fed the woman his canine cognac.
Edward came in his sandwich.
Then, as he watched the bizarre threesome take place on the bearskin rug, he beat his meat again. But even emptied a second time, his cock was so stimulated that it refused to subside, standing arrogantly as his balls filled up again. Edward was so shaken that when he munched vaguely on his sandwich, he assumed there was too much mayonnaise on it.
With a hard-on that just wouldn't go away, Edward didn't at all feel like going back to the office. He decided to go home early. Jerking off had done nothing to diminish his raging lust and he figured it was a splendid idea to hurry back to his suburban home and sink his tormented cock into his wife and fuck her ass off.
Edward had been truly impressed by the film.
But, of course, it was only a film.
He knew that women didn't fuck and suck with animals in real life . . .
CHAPTER TEN
As Edward drove home with his erection standing out from his loins, thinking that women never fucked dogs in real life but wishing that they did, for he would dearly have loved to see such a thing in the flesh, his wife and his daughter stood side by side, staring in avid anticipation at the stallion's thundering prick.
Dog cum was bubbling out of Sarah's asshole and dribbling on down the crack of her ass to soak into her cummy crotch. Both animal lovers had spunky lips and a lascivious gleam in their eyes. Harry was looking on, with his well-drained cock valiantly standing to attention, and the Irish wolfhound was hunkered back on his haunches, lazily licking at the head of his ass-soaked cock.
If it had been a scene in a film, Edward certainly wouldn't have believed it.
Anna tipped her head to one side, studying the enormous bulk of the well-hung horse's cock and wondering if it would fit up her fuck-hole. As she gazed at it, she spread her cunt-slot wide open with her fingers, gaging the elasticity of her pliable cunt-lips. Sarah was doubtful. The girl looked at the stallion's prick, then ducked down to gaze into her mother's gaping cunt-grotto. Experimentally, she closed her hand into a fist and wedged it up Anna's pussy. It went in but it was a tight fit-and the head of Maverick's cock looked a lot bigger than the girl's tiny fist.
"You gonna fuck him, Mom?" she asked. "I want to-if I can," Anna replied. Sarah smiled brightly with a helpful-if somewhat greedy and self-serving suggestion.
"Maybe I oughta suck him off first, huh?" she said. "After the fucker's creamed the first time, his prick might not be so long and thick."
Anna nodded thoughtfully. Sarah pulled her fist out of Anna's cunt and licked at it casually. Then she turned to the stallion again. The horse eyed her, nickering softly and jamming his loins out invitingly.
The nubile teenager knelt down in front of the brawny brute, face to face with his cock-head. She didn't know about her mom's cunt, but that fucker looked so huge that she wasn't even sure it would fit in her mouth.
She blew on the slab and it flared out in a great, glossy slab. Pre-cum oozed from his piss-hole, frothy and creamy on the ebony cock-meat. Sarah sniffed and sighed at the delectable aroma, all musky and gamy and tantalizing. She stared down the length of his thick cock-stalk and whimpered at the thought of how much sweet jism his balls held.
Anna knelt beside her.
"Let me do it, Mom," Sarah rasped.
Anna nodded.
"I'll help you," she whispered huskily. "Then you can help me fuck him."
Squealing like a kid given an ice cream cone, Sarah slid her tongue out and licked at the gooey tip of the stallion's swollen cock-head. She trembled as the succulence of his hot cock-meat sparkled on her tongue.
"Oooooh-it's so fucking yummy," she purred.
Turning her face from side to side, the girl lapped all over the big horsy cock, slurping up the pre-spunk as it slimed from his open piss-hole. She drew back for a moment to savor the delicious stuff and Anna ducked in to sample a taste of cock, herself. She whimpered, envying her little girl the blow-job, but willing to wait for a cuntful.
Sarah's deft tongue darted and flicked, teasing all over the wedge of naked cock-knob. The stallion whinnied and humped, shoving his cock-head into her face. The dumb brute's animal instincts told him that a human head could serve as a fuck-hole and her flashing tongue confirmed his conviction. His balls swung out heavily as he pushed his fat black cock-head into her face, tilting her head back.
"Here goes, Mom," the minx whispered.
She kissed the drooling end of the stallion's knob and then slowly opened her mouth. Her lips spread over the meaty tip. Her jaw dropped down and she pushed her head forward. The oval of her mouth stretched-and the stallion's gigantic cock-head sank into her mouth.
Sarah gulped. Anna moaned encouragingly. The horse's cock-head was so enormous that it was filling the girl's mouth to the brim. She shoved her face down, but couldn't manage to take even an inch of stalk in. His dribbling piss-hole was lodged back in her gullet and his cock-knob was pressing both cheeks out at the same time.
The stallion humped, trying to face-fuck her, but he only tipped her head back and forth on the end of his prick, unable to fit any more into her mouth.
Sarah held his prick between her hands, barely able to span it in the double grip. She skinned back on the leathery shaft and the succulent slab throbbed in her mouth.
"Ummmm-ooooooh!" she sighed, in rapture.
Her mother grasped the horse's cock halfway up the long stalk, realizing that her daughter needed some help in order to bring the brute off. Since his cock was too massive to work up friction by pumping in and out of Sarah's mouth, Anna began to frig his cock slowly and steadily.
The stallion bellowed and humped, fucking through Anna's hands as he rocked Sarah's stuffed head around on the end of his prick. The girl looked like a chipmunk with a mouthful of nuts-but a very sexy chipmunk, to be sure. With her mouth completely full of cock-head, her lips turned outwards just behind that mighty knob, stretched taut around the enormous breadth of his stalk.
Anna jerked back to his balls, then pulled her hands up his prick, skimming. Sarah pumped in the opposite direction. Their hands met at the center of the horse's cock, then frigged apart in separate directions.
Stallion spunk was flowing down Sarah's greedy mouth so abundantly that the girl thought the horse had shot his wad. But it was only pre-cum. The brute kept hammering into her mouth, spilling out more fuck-juice, the initial seepage of his slime making her hungrier with every sweet drop.
Sarah gurgled and gulped and gasped. She panted down his piss-hole as her lips pulled on his shaft. The naughty teenager was in plater's paradise, cock-sucker's nirvana, cum-swallower's heaven. Her face turned, twisting the tight collar of her lips around on his cock-rod, screwing her mouth onto that huge hunk of cock-meat.
Anna stroked steadily, but slowly, knowing that her sexy daughter was cherishing that succulent mouthful and not wanting to end the banquet too soon. But she was really eager to get her fuck-hole stuffed soon-and that was a fact that did not go unnoticed by her son.
Harry had a booming hard-on now and the youth came up behind his mom with that big tool jutting out like the prow of a ship before his belly. Anna was on her knees, in the doggy-fucking position.
Under the circumstances, it seemed appropriate.
Harry knelt down behind her wide, firm, wriggling ass. He paused for a moment, not sure of the etiquette of these things and wondering if he should ask his mother's permission before he sank his cock up her cunt. But it seemed pointless. She wasn't likely to object to just one more taboo being broken and her pussy was steaming and juicing desperately.
Harry grasped her by the hipbones and hauled her ass back, slamming his prick all the way up into her flooded fuck-hole with the first thrust.
"Oooooh," she cried, surprised.
She glanced back over her shoulder, smiling, to see if it was Harry or Lobo who had started to throw a doggy fuck up her so delightfully.
"Ummmm-that's nice, dear," she sighed.
Anna was getting used to this family functioning now and the incestuous insertion seemed only natural. She sounded as if he had just given her a good report card. Harry began to shovel his cock into her energetically. Anna's ass and hips danced against him as she turned back to the stallion's cock, continuing to frig the fucker.
Her cunt-walls tightened and compressed around her son's cock-meat, outlining him in a wet velvet embrace. Harry whipped his cock in, his balls swinging against her crotch. As he pulled back out, her pussy sucked on his cock like a voracious mouth, pulling and dragging delightfully.
The feel of that tight, talented cunt was a joy and the thrill of it was magnified by the fact that Harry knew what he was doing was wicked. He was fucking his mother's cunt and it was a real naughty thing to do-and he was loving it all the more for that.
"Ummmm-ummmmmm," Anna moaned, jacking her ass up. His cock sank in and her ass hiked up.
"Spunk me, Harry-hose my fuck-hole, darling!" she cried, yearning to feel her smoldering fuck-box flood with her teenaged son's slime. Her ass jerked spasmodically. Her pussy was creaming on his hot, hard prick and her clit was detonating as his shaft hummed across it.
Harry was gasping and moaning as he soared toward the crest. His prick was so taut that it was humming like a vibrator up his mother's cunt-hole. He plunged in to the depths and her cunt-lips spread around the root of his prick, gripping him with fierce suction.
Harry felt her pussy dissolve as she creamed. His cock splashed into her as her pussy filled with cum. Then the boy cried out, a strangled wail. His whole body gave a great shudder. His prick slammed in like a rocket and his balls erupted violently.
Anna fairly screamed with joy as she felt his jism pour into her in spurt after spurt. Harry was draining his balls into that forbidden family fuck-hole, feeding her the hot, thick cum on every plunging stroke. He sank in and spurted, jerked back only to dip his cock in and squirt more of his spunk into her melting pussy. His mother's cunt was working on his prick like a padded wringer, sucking his slime out. Harry pumped the last foaming dose into her and collapsed over her ass, clinging to her like a panting dog.
Anna smiled dreamily, full of jism and joy, feeling the boiling hot pungent ooze into every crevice and cranny and fold of her fuck-hole.
It had been a lovely fuck, and a lovely way to get her pussy limbered up for the horse, as well.
Now, with Harry still stuck up her pussy, but emptied and no longer humping her, Anna could turn all her attentions back to the task at hand.
She began to jerk the stallion's prick faster, making his cock-head spread and flare mightily in her daughter's mouth. Sarah's facial fuck-hole was gorged with cock-meat and that meat was all wet now, with saliva and scummy seepage. It steamed in her head. The cock-hungry vixen thought that smoke must be pouring from her lips, that her tongue must be melting on that smoldering slab.
She tried to speak.
She wanted to urge her mother to hurry up and make the stallion cum because she was starving for his fuck-juice, but her mouth was too full to speak and only muffled gasps and gurgles bubbled from her lips.
"He's gonna-he's gonna cum-he's almost there!" Anna wailed, knowing that her daughter was yearning for the horse's creamy fuck-juice. Her hands whipped back to the hilt of his prick and she felt that massive stalk swell. The iron-hard core was throbbing inside the leathery stalk.
"Oooooh-here it fucking comes!" Anna cried.
"Ummmm-ummmm!" Sarah gurgled, sucking like a vacuum cleaner on his pounding prick-head.
The stallion threw his head back and rammed his cock out and his jism came up his cock-stalk as if a volcano had erupted in his balls. That lava slimed from his piss-hole. Sarah's mouth was stuffed so full of cock-meat that there was no place for his cum to go-but down her throat.
The cum-crazed girl gulped the sweet slime down greedily and the stallion pumped more into her maw-and more-and more-his horsy fuck-juice gushing out in gooey coils and gluey globs. Sarah swallowed great wads of the stuff, as if she were eating raw oysters. The animal's fuck-juice was even more delicious now that he was shooting than the initial seepage from his piss-hole had been. The naughty teenaged nymphette was drinking it down in ecstasy.
Another massive load spun from his balls and bubbled up his prick in an unbroken rope of scum, a fluid cable linking the animal's balls to the girl's belly. It slimed down her throat and she had already swallowed the first of it, while the long string was still spilling from his piss-hole. Half-crazed by cum-gulper's greed, Sarah drank long and deep. Anna pumped away on the brute's cock-shaft, feeling each spurt as it sped up through the core.
She could hear the thick stuff splash into her daughter's throat. Spunk and saliva oozed from Sarah's widely stretched lips as her mouth overflowed. She was choking and gagging on horse cum, but still gulping it down with insatiable passion and unquenchable hunger. The stuff was so thick that she wasn't drinking it-she was eating it.
Blowing and snorting, the mighty stallion ground to a halt. He stood with his legs spread wide and his head hanging down like a stubborn donkey refusing to haul a load. His cock lay heavy on Sarah's tongue. She kept on nursing and suckling, milking out a few last gooey globs from his spent cock-knob. That huge hunk of meat was beginning to soften and shrink in her mouth, the slick texture turning rubbery.
The girl was positive that not a single sweet drop still lurked in the stallion's cock-knob. She sighed with contentment, letting the final mouthful trickle down her throat slowly, savoring every gooey bead and creamy pearl. Her belly was so full of stallion spunk that, along with all the doggy jism and brother juice and cunt-cream that she had already swallowed, it was sloshing heavily in her guts. She felt as if she had drunk a goblet of quicksilver.
Whimpering, she pulled her mouth off the horse's still-swollen cock-head. It had shrunk a little but it was still so huge that she had to really stretch her pliable lips to drag them from the bulging contours.
Her head came away with a snap and a slurp and she sat back on her heels, panting, stallion slime frothing her lips and dribbling down from the edges of her mouth. It dropped from her chin and splattered on her tits.
Her mother crawled off Harry's cock like she was pulling her ass off a spike she had accidentally sat upon. The fit was snug and they were glued together by a paste of cum and cunt-cream. His prick slid out very slowly, like a sword being unsheathed tentatively from a wet scabbard. The boy's mushroom-shaped knob stuck in her cunt-lips for a second, with his long cock-stalk spanning the gap between them, bolting mother and son together in a fond family union. Then, with a juicy squish, his plum-colored cock-head popped free.
It sank toward the floor, the cock-rod bending under the weight of the fat knob.
Cummy ribbons oozed from Anna's vacated fuck-hole, lathering her crotch and running down the insides of her thighs. As she crawled away, she left a beaded wake on the barn floor, like a broken strand of pearls. Unleashed from her son's cock, she moved to her daughter.
Sarah turned her smiling, radiant face up. Anna licked lovingly at her cum-drenched lips, then flicked her tongue into the girl's mouth. Horse jism still coated Sarah's tongue and cheeks and gums and Anna lapped it up, enjoying the secondhand snack so nicely sauced by her daughter's drool. Moaning, Anna lowered her head and began to tongue the gooey overflow from Sarah's tits and suck it up from the stiff, vibrant tips. Those pert nuggets swelled in Anna's lips and Sarah purred, parting her thighs, thinking that her mother meant to dive on her pussy again.
But then Anna drew away and turned, gazing at the stallion.
Maverick was eyeing them with interest, not understanding about such human games as incest and lesbian love but obviously intrigued. His keen nostrils told them that they were both still steaming from the cunts.
His prick was still sticking out like a pole.
To Anna's well-trained and critical eye, that mighty cock looked just slightly smaller than it had been when he first sank it into her daughter's face.
It looked, in fact, just the right size to fit perfectly up Anna's pussy . . .
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Although her cunt had been fucked very nicely by her horny son and she had creamed nicely on his cum-squirting prick, Anna was still hot for her first cuntful of huge horse cock. Her lascivious loins had never felt so devoid of cock, her insatiable fuck-hole so empty and hollow. The padded walls of her fuck-tunnel seemed to have soaked up all of Harry's spunk, like a sponge. Luckily, the stallion's balls were still bloated with a supply of what she so badly needed-animal spunk and plenty of it!
Giving Sarah a conspiratorial grin, Anna crawled over to the glossy black brute. His head dropped and he slurped at her tits, then at her face. Anna licked his soft, wet muzzle and stroked his arched neck, then reached under him to grasp his prick. She fondled the slick cock-knob between her hands. It was wet with her daughter's slobber, but the greedy teenager had sucked every drop of cum from the meat.
The stallion was a quick learner and now that he knew the magic of a human mouth, he humped his cock out toward Anna's face. She licked lightly at it, adoring the horsy flavor and fragrance. The animal was shoving it out, expecting her to take it into her mouth as her daughter had. But Anna kept her lips closed enough so that the fat slab was barred as she tongued the tip. Anna loved sucking cocks, of course, and intended to blow the horse frequently from now on. But she knew herself well enough to realize that if she started sucking on that delicious hunk of horse meat she was not going to be able to stop until she had milked his balls and swallowed his scum. Although that would have been a thrilling treat, a jism-drinker's delight, she was more eager to get fucked now.
She laved all over the ebony wedge and slid her tongue up into his open piss-hole, sniffing with her nose pressed to the meaty slab and drooling right into the cleft, then sucking her spit back out of that horsy goblet. His cock-head ballooned and throbbed in her face as she nuzzled and rubbed it against her lips and cheeks.
Then, whimpering, the voluptuous blonde woman slowly drew back. She turned, her head and shoulders falling back and her belly and loins rising up. Limber and lithe, she bridged her body under the animal. With her shoulders braced firmly on the floor, she planted her elbows beside her hips and held her ass up with her hands. Her feet were flat on the ground and her thighs parted, the long arched curve of her body rising so that her pelvis was at the highest point of that curve-and her cunt was level with the stallion's cock.
Maverick eyed her, confused and puzzled by the woman's position. The dumb brute had never been offered a fuck in a frontal position and, without a wide ass to mount, he couldn't quite figure out how to approach her. His fluttering nostrils informed him that she was ready, willing and eager for his cock.
Nickering in frustration, he ducked his head down and lapped at her creamy cunt-gash. Then he threw his head up again, eyes wild and white and rolling. His huge black cock-head loomed over her loins. "Help the fucker!" Anna wailed. Sarah was more than happy to assist in the project. She knelt beside her mom and hooked one elbow over the stallion's iron-hard cock-shaft, using her weight to lever it down into the woman's groin. The horse's cock was far too stiff to bend, and as Sarah dragged his cock-knob down, the big brute's haunches heaved up, pried higher by his hard stalk. His cock-head nudged into Anna's pussy. The horse trembled violently, with the tip of his booming prick flaring in her cunt-slot.
He humped. Anna shoved her crotch down against him, still holding her hips high with both hands. She squirmed and wriggled and the horny stallion plunged and bucked, but his cock-knob was so wide that only the tip had wedged into her sodden pussy, and the fat slab wasn't penetrating.
"Put him in me-get his prick up me!" Anna pleaded, yearning for a full cunt more than ever, now that she felt that massive hunk of cock throbbing in her cunt.
Sarah leaned into her mother's wide-spread vee and began to tongue and slobber on the stallion's cock-head and the woman's fuck-slot. She pulled the beast's prick forward with both hands and half of the wide black knob dipped in-and then it stuck fast again. Anna moaned with frustration. She clamped her knees around his cock-shaft and ground her gash on the partial penetration. Her clit tingled and she knew that she could cream that way, but she wanted more-she wanted that thick stallion cock pounding deep into her fuck-hole and flooding her horny loins with his hot, thick slime.
Then, Harry, too, came to assist.
Anna raised her foot and Harry grasped her by the ankle, Sarah stood up and held her mother's other ankle. Then, as if they were competing in some strange tug of war, the two kids began to pull their mother onto the horse's cock.
Anna helped, twisting and wriggling and screwing her cunt against his knob and the stallion pumped his cock out with determination. Inch by inch, his bulging black cock-head slid into her pussy. Her pliable cunt-lips gaped in a wide oval, the pink folds sucking on the ebony slab.
With a slurp, the horse's cock-head vanished up into Anna's soaking, steaming pussy. Her cunt clamped closed around his leathery stalk, the wet lips pulling out on the rod. With only his cock-knob inside her, Anna was already stuffed fuller than she had ever been before. Moaning with rapture, she ground down and jerked her hips, taking more of the brute's long, thick cock-shaft into her cunt.
Sarah and Harry yanked on her feet like fishermen hauling in a net. Maverick jolted his cock out and Anna jammed her belly down to meet him. His dark, throbbing cock-stalk was sinking into her a bit deeper with every thrust.
She wailed as his cock-head bottomed out.
The stallion's enormous prick was as far up her fuck-sleeve as it could go, the flaring tip deep in her cunt and nearly half of his long cock-rod sunk in behind it. A good foot of prick stuck out between her crotch and his balls.
Maverick pumped his cock-muscles.
Anna bobbed up and down on the end of his prick like a cork. His knob was like a lump of red-hot lead in the core of her cunt and his cock-shaft filled her pussy, spreading the wet walls out on the massive outline.
The horse pulled back. At first the fit was so tight that he merely dragged Anna along on his prick, but then her talented cunt-tunnel rippled and loosened slightly. The horse's prick came pulling out until only his huge cock-head was buried in her pussy. He paused, snorting and blowing, then slammed his cock into her as far as it would go, the bloated head flaring in the depths.
The kids no longer needed to help and they stood there, in awe, watching that gigantic horse cock shove steadily in and out of their mother's cunt. Where the fuck was it all going? they wondered. Maverick fed it to her and Anna jerked down to meet him, goring her loins on his smoking-hot cock and whimpering in ecstasy as the beast pumped her up.
Naturally, this made Harry and Sarah horny again.
Still watching the horse screw Anna, Sarah began to suck on her brother's potent prick. Then she slid to the ground and drew him on top of her. After the preceding events, getting fucked in the missionary position seemed rather tame, but still she was fucking with her own brother, so it had the naughty charm of incest, and they were able to ball merrily away while both could still watch the stallion bury his cock into their mom's cunt.
Anna had started to cream dynamically.
Cummy goo seeped from her hairy cunt, running down the horse's leathery cock-rod and lubricating the passage, so that his hot cock began to sink in fluidly, plunging faster as he humped it in and out.
The aroma of a creaming, cumming cunt permeated the barn and the Irish wolfhound began to bound about, yelping and woofing and howling. His prick was stiff again and swinging under him.
Sarah's lovely face was a mask of lust as she gazed at her horse-fucking mother. Her eyes were narrowed to slits and her lips were parted.
The dog trotted over and whipped his hairy prick into the girl's mouth. Sarah purred and sucked gleefully. Her cunt was sucking on her brother's cock like a mouth and the dog was fucking her mouth like a cunt and still she had the pleasure of watching her mom fucking the stallion.
The horse's whole body shuddered and leaped and his giant balls exploded. His cock pulsed and his cock-head flared and Anna wailed, knowing that this load was on the way. His cock-stalk was so long that it took a full second for his slime to rush from his balls to his knob.
Then the hot, thick jism was hosing into Anna's pussy like a tidal wave. She flopped about on the end of the stallion's cock as he spurted cum into her by the bucketful. Horse spunk and cunt-cream oozed from her pussy, lathering her loins and soaking into the crack of her up-thrust ass. She melted with another spasm of cumming each time the animal pumped another slime load into her fuck-hole.
Seeing the horse cum in their mom, both naughty kids soared to the crest. Harry spilled his creamy load into his sister's pussy. When she felt that juice filling her up, Sarah creamed on his cock. The sweet fragrance of her cumming hit the wolfhound like a blow and the big brute howled and shot his wad into Sarah's eager mouth.
She swallowed the dog's jism hungrily and her cunt sucked more spunk from her brother's cock and balls as the stallion pounded on and on, his fuck-juice jetting into Anna on every bestial thrust. His balls emptied slowly as her fuck-hole filled with their lovely load.
Anna sighed and smiled. The stallion was drained but she was still suspended on the end of his spent prick, her ass swaying saucily up and down.
Harry and Lobo were finished cumming as well, but Harry kept his cock jammed up his sweet sister's pussy and the doggy was still holding his cock between her lips as she sucked out the last pearly drops from his piss-hole.
That was when Edward walked in.
The man stopped dead in his tracks and stared in disbelief. This couldn't be happening, he thought.
He even looked around for the cameras before he stripped and joined the family club . . .