As our modern society becomes increasingly urbanized and the overall family structure weaker, we are seeing more of the phenomenon known as amorality.
Newspapers today carry accounts of people who have never learned about good and bad, people who have never placed any value on human life, simply doing whatever a momentary whim dictated. The pervasive corruption in a high political office today offers yet another example.
The women in this story are women of the present. Living lives of existential hedonists, they refuse to worry about tomorrow. Their main concern is for today, and the pleasures it brings. For them, sex is merely something to be enjoyed, carrying neither emotional ties nor moral overtones.
DOING IT WITH DONKEYS-the story of young women who embody the lifestyle of many in our society, a presentiment of what the future holds. Their story holds a lesson for us all.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
Nelson got the idea to abduct the two female lifeguards on Friday afternoon after he'd discovered his kid sister Tibby fucking the donkey.
He'd gone to the stable to jerk off his nine-inch prick, and that was when he'd caught her.
He'd just stepped around the side of the stable, getting safely out of sight of the house and mom doing dishes in the kitchen window, and he was struggling to haul his achingly hard cock out of his jeans, when he froze. Strange sounds came from inside the stable, words and non-words, wild sounds that Nelson recognized as coming from his sister's goody-goody little mouth, from the mouth that had made trouble for him countless times, tattling on him whenever he did the least little thing wrong, like pissing in one of mom's flower beds, or use words like piss or shit or fuck or balls. Tibby was his parents' innocent pet, and that was why he could hardly believe what he was hearing her say now.
"Do you like this, Joey? Mnim, I like it! Ohhhh, mmmm!"
She made Sounds like Nelson had only heard once before - the time he and his two best buddies, Robby and Rodney - they were twin - had gone to the drive-in movie together. The car next to them had its window open a few inches, and even though the windows were all steamed up so that they couldn't see into the car, they could hear what was going on inside. There was a girl in there getting fucked by a guy and from the way the car was bouncing, they could tell that she was really getting fucked good, with the shock absorbers creaking like mattress springs, and she was making these wild moaning sounds, sounds that made them wonder whether she was getting fucked or stabbed. And now Nelson was hearing his kid sister Tibby making the same sounds - but Christ, why? She surely wasn't getting fucked, at least not by Joey. Joey was their donkey!
Nelson eased his way toward the doorway and peered into the barn. What he saw made him almost shit in his jeans. It also made him nearly shoot off cum without even beating on his cock.
Tibby wasn't quite getting fucked by Joey, but she sure looked like she wanted to. She didn't have a stitch of clothes on, and she was sitting in the straw underneath Joey, who was standing there in his stall, chewing on hay like nothing was happening. Of course, the donkey must have been just pretending that he didn't know what was going on, just acting nonchalant, as usual, because his three-foot-long prick was hanging down, stiff and all the way out, and Tibby was making love to his cock, kissing, licking, jacking his prick off with her hands and arms, rubbing his cock against her tits. She didn't have big tits. She had little nubs. But they were pointed and pretty, and pink on the ends where the nipples were. And the donkey was leaking thick clear strands of fuck-lube onto them. And the donkey's big prick was jumping around like a cobra. So Joey knew damn well what was happening, but he just kept right on chewing his hay.
Nelson managed to get his prick out of his jeans and he started to beat his meat, jerking his tight fist up and down, working the tight skin up and down along his prick, pumping his hand up and down over the engorged cockhead. His piss-slit opened up and some fuck-lube leaked out and Nelson worked the warm slippery lube over his prickhead, making his hand slide easier and making his jerking off feel that much better.
Tibby lifted the end of Joey's enormous heavy cock to her little mouth and fastened her pink lips over the gray tip of the donkey cock and started sucking. The prickhead was so big that Tibby couldn't possibly get his cock into her little mouth, but she didn't seem to mind that. She sucked away, cooing like a baby that had just got its bottle. Nelson could see Tibby's pointed tongue fucking the open piss-slit of the donkey's cockhead. Fuck lube continued to ooze out of Joey's prick and the spittle-like juice dripped from Tibby's pink lips-what of it she didn't swallow, that is.
Nelson thought he was going to faint. Here was his kid sister, the one the whole world called an angel, sucking on the throbbing purple-gray knob of a donkey's cock and swallowing the donkey's fuck-lube as if it were maple syrup. Goddamn, if the world only knew! Even he wouldn't fuck around with an animal, and he was the one they all thought of as a devil just because he had a prick between his legs instead of the fuzzy little mound Tibby had. He might have done some wild things in his years, but he'd never fucked an animal. Jesus Christ! He beat his cock harder.
Tibby slid up and down Joey's prick like a fireman sliding on a greased firehouse pole. She rubbed her belly against its long underside. She hugged his cock, sliding her flushed cheeks up and down its gray skin. And she licked and licked and licked and wouldn't stop licking, like the donkey's cock was a giant candy cane or something.
"Mmmmmm, Joey, Joey, I love it! I love your big sweet prick" Then she sighed, as if she were mooning over the picture of some teenage movie star.
Nelson could see her pink pussy open like a mouth each time she spread her legs. Her cunt was wet inside. Sometimes a drop of cuntjuice would leak out of her pussy and fall onto the straw bed ding in the stall. She hardly had any hair between her legs, because it was just sprouting. What she had was a kind of reddish fuzz on her fat little cunt. The fuzz matched her long red hair and the color of her excited young nipples. Nelson caught himself salivating. He sure wouldn't mind getting a lick of that hot little pussy.
He'd never licked a pussy before-Shit, he'd never even smelled one. He'd seen them in pictures, though. Robby and Rodney had pictures of cunts hidden in their bedroom. They also bad an artificial pussy made of fleshlike rubber. Nelson had licked that, but it had tasted like rubber. He and the twins fucked it a bell of a lot and shot it full.
The donkey started braying. The hay fell out of Joey's mouth and he was been hawing with his snout in the air and his ass. Cum started shooting out of his cock, cum with such a strong smell that Nelson could smell it from where he was standing. The cum was all over Tibby, who giggled and squealed like she had ants crawling up her ass. The young girl's mouth gaped and she caught squirt after squirt of the jetting white cum, gagging and choking and swallowing. Cum bubbled out of her mouth. Cum rolled down her quivering tits and her panting belly. Cum leaked down between her legs, leaked between her pink pussy lips. Tibby shimmied her legs together, squished her cum lubricated cuntlips together.
Nelson couldn't stand watching this another second. His mind whirled so fast that he couldn't think. All he knew was the unbearable lust in his loins, a lust that demanded satisfaction. His cock was a throbbing rod of red-hot steel and his sister's cunt was a magnet. He knew he was going to fuck her. He saw it more clearly than anything he'd ever before seen in his mind, his whirling mind, his mind that no longer thought but rather screamed at him: Fuck that cunt! Cream that cunt! Stick that nine-inch rod of yours up your sister! Now! Now! Nelson dove through the doorway, his cock aimed like a torpedo.. He seemed to fly, seemed to glide through the air in slow motion, arms Outstretched, toes off the ground and pointed behind him. He floated down on top of his sister, mounted her under the braying, still-squirting donkey, fucked his nine-inch cock straight up her tight virgin cunt, exploding her cherry, ramming his jeans clad loins against her naked Young lower belly. Shirtless and shoeless as usual, he got the satisfaction of feeling his sister's bare tits against his hard chest, got the advantage of being able to dig his bare toes into the dirt underneath the straw as he fucked into her. His prick felt as if it had been skinned alive. Tibby screamed, her cum-filled mouth gaping, her breath heavy with the scent of donkey-jizz.
"Oh, I want you!" Nelson clenched his teeth, and then he covered her mouth with his own and gnawed at her lips, tasting blood. Down below, his hips quivered, tense with lust, shot through with hot thrills. "Fuck you" he grunted, chewing her lips, staring into her wide-open green eyes. "Fuck you!" He crushed her down, fucking his big cock in and out of her, feeling her seething wet cunt suck. "Ahhhh! Mannnn! Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!"
Hard, quick, deep! Deeper! deeper! It felt so good, better than he'd ever imagined! How could anything feel this good?
"Ohhhhhhhh!" He pumped his cum into her. "Awwwwww!"
Tibby jerked underneath him, eyes glazed and rolling, head twisting, tears streaming down cheeks the color of an excited prickhead. She bit his chin, just about chewed off his lower jaw. A cry like that from a fucking she-cat poured out of her mouth. Her cunt was sucking, sucking at his spurting cock, sucking so hard Nelson could feel his prickhead nearly popping off the cockshaft from the pressure.
"Fuck you, fuck you, fuck youuuuu!" Nelson gasped, and he fucked into her, knocked his hip bones against hers with cracking jolts, tried to fuck his cock into her so deep that his prick would come out of her mouth, tried to shoot her so full that her eyes would pop out and cum would squirt out her empty eye sockets.
He'd never felt anything like this. Oh, Christ, it felt so good he wanted to die! He relaxed on her at last, letting his loins twitch spontaneously, letting the last of his cum squeeze out into her cunt. When he pulled out, he found his cock flecked with cum and blood. Tibby lay on the straw bed, passed out. The first thing he heard when he became conscious of sounds again was Joey chomping on a mouthful of hay. He sat up, conscious of Joey's cock hanging so close to his face that he could feel its heat, and he burst out laughing. He was still rolling on the straw laughing when Tibby woke up, Tibby glared at him. "I'm gonna tell!" She rubbed her cunt and winced when she saw the blood on her hand. "You made me bleed! You raped me! I'm gonna tell!" She started to sit up, but Nelson knocked her back down.
This was the first time he'd ever felt in control of his bratty kid sister. "You tell, them I'll tell. I'm sure mom and dad would love to hear about you and Joey."
She scowled at him, began to speak, then bit her lip.
Nelson felt good. I guess this is what all the guys call a free fuck, he thought. Maybe I oughta try it again sometime. Well, maybe not. Maybe I shouldn't press my luck. At least with Tibby. Even though I got this donkey thing on her, she might tell.
Anyway, it was probably at that moment that he first got the idea to abduct those two hot-shot lifeguards that Robby and Rodney hated so much. Well, they didn't hate the one so much-Wanda was maybe all right, except that she stuck to Estelle, the hated one, like a fly on a fresh turd. It was Estelle whom Rodney and Robby really wanted to get back at, because she really thought she was a hot shit, and a few years ago she'd treated Robby and Rodney like dirt. And the twins just couldn't forget it.
Well, thought Nelson, maybe old Estelle would like to do some fucking. Maybe she'd like to fuck Joey!
Nelson thought about his idea a lot, thought about it with such concentration that he jacked off a half dozen times that day while his idea was in the planning stages. He kept imagining Joey's big gray prick sliding in and out of Estelle's hairy cunt. Then he started imagining Estelle with other animals-and Wanda too. Maybe Wanda would enjoy sucking off the dog. Maybe Estelle would like to lick some pig balls.
CHAPTER TWO
As soon as she'd slammed the door of her office behind her and had locked the door, Estelle told the young boy to take off his swim trunks. She would have to work fast. The rest breaks at the Emery Municipal Swimming Pool lasted only fifteen minutes instead of the half hour she had tried to get pushed through at the pre-swim season managerial meetings these last four years. You'd think that after being head lifeguard at the pool for four years in succession now she would have some say as to how things were run around here. But no, they just ignored her whenever she brought up the topic.
They wouldn't trust her authoritative experience when she told them that the kids needed half-hour rest breaks, if for nothing else than for disciplinary reasons. They were all devils, especially the boys, and an extra fifteen minutes of waiting to get back into the pool would do them good, would force them to cool off, would even send some of the impatient ones home from the pool early. Estelle never mentioned that it would also give her more time to deal with the more hardcore devils, with the boys who needed to be spanked-or more. The managerial board would never understand that-they were administrators, not lifeguards-they didn't know what kind of young animals she had to deal with every day. She scowled at the boy as he dropped his sopping nylon trunks onto the smooth concrete floor of her office and straightened up.
The animal! The little beast! Even as he stood there, cowering before her, his filthy little prick stood up halfway, the pink slit at its tip smirking at her. The boy bad only a few sprigs of blondish hair around the base of his five-inch little cock. He hadn't a hair anywhere else on his body that she could see. And yet, he stood there with all the arrogance of a hairy six-foot-five football player, his little balls shifting mockingly in his hairless pink sac, his half-hard prick twitching as if he were thumbing his nose at her. The boy might be shivering on the outside, but on the inside he was defying her. His prick and balls betrayed his true feelings.
She came out from behind her desk and motioned for the boy to come to her. He plodded over, wet head hanging, bare feet slapping on the concrete, leaving large arrogant footprints. These young teenage boys all had such big feet for such skinny little bodies. Their pricks always appeared enormous relative to wispiness of their loins and they always had such thick and long hair, with forelocks that hid their demonic young eyes. And they walked with a swagger, always with a swagger that drew attention to their bulging crotches and plainly shouted, fuck you! Oh, these wretched little beasts! Estelle couldn't stand them. They needed to be put in their place. She grabbed this one by the prick and yanked him close until he swung like a sack of grain over her legs.
"Hey!" he yelled, startled, as he went down, throwing his hands forward to prevent his head from cracking against the concrete. He lay draped over her thighs now, toes and hair dragging on the floor, bare ass upturned and staring Estelle in the face, prick caught between her clamped knees. Except for his round ass, his body was almost black with sun-tan. His smooth little ass was a creamy white, the soles of his feet were pink. Water droplets beaded all over his naked skin. Some of the droplets rolled, joined, and began to form streams. Small puddles appeared on the floor at the boy's head and toes.
Estelle cracked the boy's ass with her palm, probably stinging her hand as much as his ass.
"Hey! Owwww!"
Estelle smiled for the first time since they'd entered the office. She clamped his prick tight between her knees to help hold him in position, then she whacked his ass three more times as hard as she could.
"Owwww!" the boy whined. "Owwwwieeeee!" He was panting. Estelle could see his face ballooned and crimson.
A burst of satisfaction filled her and she let the boy have it again-three more cracking swats with the flat of her hand.
The boy's ass blushed a beautiful shade of red. "No more," he gasped. "Oh, please!" Estelle hid the smirk in her voice, kept her tone serious and mean. "You little animal-why should I stop? Did you stop when that girl said no? Did you stop when she scratched and thrashed to get away from you? Why, you almost drowned her, you little bastard!" She cracked his ass again, feeling a twinge in the back of her hand. Christ, did she break something?
"I-I didn't mean anything," the boy whined. "We were just having fun, playing games-you know."
"Three little animals gang up on a defenseless little girl, and that's playing games?" Oh, she wished she had the ping-pong paddle! Well, she would use it on the other two young beasts after she threw this one out.
"Tell me," she continued, "and I want the absolute truth-did you get your thing inside her?" She already knew the answer.
The boy shook as if ice-water had just been dumped up his asshole.
"Did you put your prick inside her? Answer me!"
"Yes," the boy whimpered. "I guess so."
"And did you squirt anything into her? I want the truth now!"
"And what about your two buddies? Did they get their pricks inside her? The truth!"
"Yeah, I guess so. But none of us shot. We just wanted to see what it would feel like to put 'em in there. We weren't going to shoot off. Honest!"
"You mean none of you had time to shoot off."
"Well-"
She slapped him again, this time with her other hand. The stupid little cock-thinking he could make her believe that he hadn't intended to ejaculate into the girl! What nerve he had. He and his two buddies drag a defenseless young girl into a corner of the overcrowded pool, pull down her bikini panties, along with their own trunks-and, under cover of hundreds of screaming, hyperactive kids, proceed to stuff their stiff young pricks up the girl's virgin cunt while she thrashes like a pinned butterfly. And now he claims that none of them had intended to shoot off in the girl. Like hell! Had it not been for one of the girl's friends rushing over to Wanda's guard tower, all three of the young beasts would have popped off into the screaming girl's bleeding cunt.
Wanda had gone to the rescue just in time. The boy who was mounted on the girl at the time of the rescue-mounted on her ass, just like some stud dog on a bitch-shot off at the very moment that Wanda uncoupled them, squirting his gobs of thick white cum into the pool, where they floated in the green water like puffy clouds. The girl spectators had watched it happen with their eyes bugging out, and the boy spectators with a lot of laughing and catcalls. Wanda had dragged the boy out of the pool by his hair, his prick still twitching and oozing cum. Nothing this shameful had ever happened at Emery Municipal Swimming Pool. The boy who had shot off in front of a hundred kids would really have to be punished. But right now Estelle had to finish with this boy-and quickly, because she still had to deal with the other two before the rest period was over.
She pinched the boy's arrogant ass, leaving crescent-shaped gouges in his skin.
The boy howled. "Oh, don't! Don't!"
She pinched his ass all over, squeezing his prick tighter between her knees as he bucked. Then she beat his ass again, beat it with both hands simultaneously, even though her one hand was hurting. Despite all her ass-beating, despite all the boy's pained outcry, his prick felt like a hot wooden stick between her knees. Whenever she spanked boys here in her office-which she did frequently, punishing at least one little monster per day-they never failed to maintain erections throughout their punishment. It was arrogance, simply more arrogance. She clawed the boy's ass with her fingernails, beat it, pinched it. At last, she separated the boy's asscheeks and rammed her middle finger against the boy's brownish-pink asspucker. The pucker opened, and she slid her finger up his asshole-to the hilt.
"An eye for an eye," she said, a satisfied grin in her voice now. "A fuck for a fuck!" She rammed her finger in and out.
The boy bucked his ass, gasping. Estelle squeezed his prick tight between her knees. In and out, in and out she yanked her finger, the boy's asshole clinging to it, tightening around it as if fighting it.
"God!" the boy gasped. "Oh, Jesus, stop!"
Estelle smiled, screwing her finger in and out of his shithole furiously.
"Awwwwww!" the boy cried. "Awwwwww!" His prick throbbed between Estelle's knees and his cum squirted down between her calves like hot honey.
Estelle yanked her finger out of his asshole and rolled him off her knees, watching him hit the floor, his prick squirting white ropes of cum into the air and all over his belly. As the boy grabbed at his cock, gibbering, Estelle kicked his hand away. Then she pinned him to the floor with her bare foot, delighting in his squirming, delighting in the pained way his eyes rolled as he shot off without being able to touch his jumping prick. It was a just punishment. She'd seen boys black out in this situation. The boy grabbed for his prick again and Estelle kicked his hand away.
"Ohhh, Christ!" the boy moaned, rolling his head on the concrete. "Shit!"
"OK," Estelle said, the moment the boy's prick stopped shooting spurts. "Now lick me."
She stood with her legs apart as the naked boy slithered up them like a snake, lapping her smooth skin. As he licked, she watched with satisfaction as his adolescent prick twitched up to vertical. He was beginning to pant, beginning to moan, getting unbearably excited. If there had been time, Estelle would have pulled down her bikini panties and would have ordered him to lick her crotch. That would have driven him to a near stroke. But before he could have jacked off while licking her cunt, she would have thrown him out of the office-another just punishment.
With the clock reading three-oh-five, she knew she didn't have time to go all the way in punishing him today. Besides, his prick already looked like his cock was going to spit down the middle-he was already suffering good. She kicked him away.
"Now, put on your trunks, go into the dressing room and get dressed, and get the hell away from this pool You're kicked out-permanently And if I ever see you around here again, I'm going to call your mother and tell her what you did here this afternoon. Understand?"
The boy mumbled something as he tried to stuff his hard prick into his tiny nylon swim-trunks.
As he was stepping out the door, she said, "Send in one of your buddies-and then start praying for him."
The boy ran off, letting go a loud fart in the process.
Estelle cursed. His buddies would pay for that arrogance. She'd get back at him one way or another. Fart at her? Oh, the filthy little animal!
CHAPTER THREE
Wanda knew she'd have to deal quickly with the girl if she was to have any fun this afternoon. The three o'clock rest break was always the best be cause the boys seemed to be most restless in mid afternoon, and a fifteen-minute break at three o'clock, just when the boys hit the peak of their youthful romping, always sent them running to the toilets to blow off steam-steam in the form of shooting cum. Wanda didn't know of any scientific studies to support her theory, but she was sure that boys were horniest in mid-afternoon. After three summers of lifeguarding here at the pool, she just knew this was so.
Why had the three boys tried getting away with rape in a crowded swimming pool at five minutes to three? Why had their teenage pricks gotten so stiff that they couldn't help but to shove them up this girl's virgin cunt at precisely that time? Had they gotten away with their escapade, had the girl's friend not come running for help, they would have likely all finished up shooting into the girl at the sound of rest-break whistles. At three o'clock on the nose they would have culminated their bestial young lusting.
Bestial! Wanda liked that word. It was a word Estelle used often in referring to boys. Estelle thought that boys were no better than dogs or billy goats. Well, maybe they weren't, but Wanda found that thought kind of exciting. Unlike Estelle, who hated boys, Wanda rather liked them, found their bestial antics cute-even when it came to raping a virgin girl.
She led the girl now into a corner of the dressing room to talk to her. Estelle, of course, would have taken the girl into her office to calm the girl and to lick her pussy like a mother cat licking the wound of its kitten. Estelle's tongue would have not only licked away the minute traces of blood caused by the forced fucking of the boys' pricks, but she would have kept on licking the girl's pussy until the girl had shivered with orgasm, and probably Estelle as well. As much as Estelle hated young boys, she loved young girls. Wanda, however, liked cock better than pussy.
"Now, honey," Wanda said, sitting the girl down on a bench and putting her arm around the girl's shoulder, "I think you're going to be fine. Look-the blood didn't even get onto your bikini. Most of it just washed away in the pool. I'll bet it doesn't even hurt anymore."
She helped the girl pull her panties down. Then she squatted down in front of her and pressed apart the lips of the girl's cunt so she could inspect the girl's fucked pussy.
"It looks fine-just fine. Don't let this silly little incident bother you. Instead, just think-you're a woman now. You'll never again have to worry about the pain of that first fuck." She kissed the young girl's open cunt, tasting the sweet muskiness of it.
The girl giggled. "I guess not. It is a little sore, though."
"Don't let that worry you. The soreness will be gone by tomorrow at the latest. Soak your pussy in a hot tub tonight and tomorrow you won't even know anything happened. You're lucky-three cocks inside you your first time and you're just a little sore. You should have seen me the first time I got fucked. I was about your age and this high school football player I was sweet on got me in his car, and, man, he had a really big prick, and after he fucked me I couldn't walk without waddling for a week."
The girl laughed and Wanda laughed. "So," Wanda said, "you can go out swimming again or you can go home, but why don't you just forget what those three boys did to you-I mean, don't make a fuss about it or spread the word around about what happened. People would starting thinking that the lifeguards here aren't doing their jobs, if you know what I mean."
"Sure," the girl said, and Wanda was pleased. In her book, it always paid to be honest with kids.
The moment the girl left the dressing room, Wanda headed for the toilet room. She still had ten minutes to have some fun. She slipped into a stall and latched the door behind her. Then she re moved a small wooden sign from the wall behind the toilet. The sign was held in place by two screws, which Wanda quickly took out with a small screw driver. The moment she'd gotten the sign off the wall, Wanda peered through a hole of about three inches in diameter that had been bored into the plywood wall that separated the boys' toilet room from the girls' toilet room. Some mischievous boys had bored holes in the back wall of each toilet stall several years ago so they could peek at the girls. However, to thwart their evil ways, the management had placed these small square signs over the holes, and there the signs remained-except when Wanda removed them temporarily to spy on the boys. Since the holes were blocked off on the girls' side of the wall, the boys had no way of removing the blocks, so they had long ago forgotten that the holes were there, which was to Wanda's advantage.
What Wanda was looking at now was two boys, one with hair around the base of his dick, the other without pubic hair. They stood naked, their swim- trunks down around their ankles, their pricks throbbing in their pumping fists. They stood facing each other, in profile to Wanda's line of sight, and their heads were turned toward the front of the toilet stall. On the door of the stall someone had drawn in pencil a gigantic set of spread female thighs, between which gaped an open hairy cunt. Wanda could hear the boys breathing deeply as they beat off their pricks-one cock no bigger than her own middle finger, the other a good six-inch prick.
"Look at it," the older boy panted. "How'd you like to get your prick into that?"
"Man, would I!" the younger boy muttered. "Man, I'd fuck that cunt until I shot my stuff!"
"So would I," the older boy said, beating his rampant prick faster and faster, rounding his skinny back and humping into his furiously pumping hand.
The younger boy imitated him, rounding his back, humping his little ass, and pumping hard. "I'm gonna shoot!" he announced. "Oh, oh, I can feel it coming!" His tight little fist became a blur. The boy grunted. "Awwww!" His cum squirted out in thick grayish gobs, some of the wads pelting the other boy.
"Hey, watch it!" The older boy leaned out of the younger boy's line of fire, then, with a gasp, began firing his own cum. He turned toward the door and squirted thick white strands of cum against it, making two direct hits against the sketch of the open cunt. "Ahhhh, feels good!" "Yeah," the Younger boy agreed. "Real good!" Wanda pulled her hand out of her bikini panties, where she'd been sliding it up and down her juicy cuntslit, and quickly replaced the small sign and screwed it on securely. Then she slipped out of that toilet stall and slipped into the adjacent stall. She removed the sign that blocked the peep-hole and peaked through.
Half her vision was cut off by the back of a boy's head, The boy was reclining on the toilet, his feet up in the air and braced against the sides of his stall door, his head leaned back against the wall behind him and half covering the peep-hole. Had Wanda wanted to, she could have scratched his scalp. She could smell the boy's scalp, could feel the warmth radiating from his head. She stifled an urge to push her lips through the hole and to kiss his brown hair.
She could hear the boy's excited breathing, could see his hand working up and down his long cock, could see his abdominal muscles dancing as his ribcage rose and fell and as his loins humped. His bare toes wiggled and crossed. Fuck-lube bubbled out of the gaping piss-slit of his bloated purple prickhead. The boy was stark naked, his trunks probably in a wet heap on the floor next to the toilet. His skin was shiny with water, bronze and downy. The veins stood out on his feet and calves, in his hand, even under the thin skin of his undulating abdominal muscles.
Wanda thrust her hand into her panties and shoved her middle finger up her cunt. She was hot inside, and wet, and she knew she could come any time she wanted to. She massaged her cunt walls gently and cautiously, however, because she wanted to save her orgasm for the boy with the long skinny prick. He was waiting for her in the booth adjacent to the boy she was watching now. Wanda glanced at her watch.
Come on, baby, she wanted to tell the boy she was watching now. I don't have more than a minute to watch you, so blow your load now. Come on-beat that horny slab of boy-meat!
As if her thoughts had burrowed into his skull, the boy let out a whimpering moan and spurted cum all over his brown abdomen. The wads of thick white cum splatted audibly against his smooth flesh. An alkaline-smelling mist filled the air, and Wanda inhaled it as if it were the scent of roses. She eased her finger out of her throbbing cunt and covered up the peep-hole.
The stall adjacent to this one displayed a sign on its door-out of order. The toilet inside wasn't really out of order, but Wanda needed some trick to reserve that stall as her own every afternoon during the three o'clock break, so she would put up that sign the first thing after she blew her whistle and hurried into the dressing room. She slipped into the stall now and latched the door securely behind her. Then, within seconds, she stripped off her yellow bikini halter and panties. Within a few more seconds, she had removed the block of wood over the hole.
The boy's prick slid through the hole at her instantly, and Wanda straddled her toilet and sat down. Then she leaned forward and kissed the hot head of the boy's cock-silky, throbbing, delicious! The cock flexed in response to her kiss, greeting her. She sighed, then opened her mouth and let the skinny young prick slide between her lips. She felt the prick arteries flutter against her upper lip, felt vibrations zinging through the rock- hard cockshaft. As she applied just the least bit of suction, the boy's cock jumped in her mouth and she could hear him moan.
She was in love with this boy-whoever he was. She played with his cock every Monday through Saturday during the three o'clock rest break. She been doing it for two months now, ever since the first week of this year's swimming season. He'd discovered her spying on him through the hole that first week, and he'd shoved his cock through at her. They'd been meeting daily ever since. Sometimes she would let him fuck her. Sometimes he would even lick her cunt when she plastered it against the hole. But most of the time she would suck him off. It was the least awkward thing to do through the hole, and Wanda hungered for the taste of his youthful cum. She called his cum her vitamins.
The boy's dickhead throbbed deep in her throat. Wanda shoved her lips into the hole so she could feel his pubic hairs tickle them. Sometimes she'd find his cockhead in her mouth, and these hairs she'd save. She had about fifty of his curly brown pubic hairs in an envelope at home, and she often took them out and ran her fingers through them while she rubbed herself off.
The boy humped, sliding his long skinny cock in and out between her sucking lips, in and out of her tight mouth and throat. She loved this boy's prick. His cock was at least seven inches long, but thinner than most cocks that long, so it was perfect for playing with through this hole. She used her tongue now, licking with churning motions as it slid in and out, licking the underside, all the way from the base to the head. "Mmmm!" she could hear the boy groan. "Ahhh!"
You darling angel! she thought. I love you. Squirt your sweet warm juice down my throat once more. Come on, honey, let me have it. I'm dying for a taste of it!
She fucked three fingers in and out of her cunt, slowly, cautiously, bringing herself to the brink of orgasm, but holding off. Her toes clawed at the concrete floor from the hot sensations flooding her loins. She was close, so close! But she had to hold "Come on, stud, let it fly!
She twisted the tip of her wet tongue against the sensitive underside of the boy's prickhead, tweaking the pleasure-strand there. At the same time, she gently chewed the hard cockshaft and sucked.
The boy fucked his prick down her throat so hard that his loins jolted the plywood wall separating their stalls. "Ohh, wowwww!" she heard him gasp, his voice high-pitched and whining. "Uhhhh!" With a grunt, he shot his hot creamy load down her waiting throat.
Wanda cooed as the sticky-sweet boy-cum filled her mouth, as it splashed against her tonsils. She sucked gently, teasing the warm fuck-fluid out of his balls, out of his skinny young loins. It tasted so good. Her head whirled inside as she became drunk on his cum.
The boy's prick was still hard and jumping when she pulled her mouth off it. Cum was still oozing out, but the boy wasn't spurting anymore. Wanda heard his groan of disappointment as she stopped sucking him before his orgasm had completely throbbed itself out. But then she smiled at his groan of renewed pleasure as she backed her ass up to the hole and let his prick slide into her juicing cunt.
She leaned forward and rotated her ass against the wall. The boy's hot prick touched every quivering pleasure nerve in the long chamber of her cunt. She held her breath, on the verge of orgasm, but holding it off as long as she possibly could so she could revel in the luscious sensations of fucking.
The boy's prick twitched inside her. He fucked in and out, in and out, banging his hips against the plywood wall and making it tremble. Wanda imagined him clawing the wall with his fingernails as he fucked his ultra sensitive, cum-oozing prick in and out of her tightening pussy. She imagined his eyes about to pop out of his flushed face. The imaginary vision of the boy in pained ecstasy sent Wanda over the brink. "Uhhhh! Uhhhhh!" She gnawed her fist to stifle her cries. If she let go and expressed her pleasure with abandon, the whole pool would hear.
It felt good! It felt so good! Her loins exploded inside, hot needles shooting in all directions. Her cunt contracted, yanking on the boy's skinny Prick. She could hear him gasping. She clamped her eyes shut and churned her spasming ass, trying to imagine what her skinny lover looked like, for she'd never seen him. She wondered whether he knew who she was-one of the life guards. If he did, he knew how to keep a secret. Nobody knew about their daily fuck sessions, and she knew that if she continue pleasing her young stud, nobody was likely to find out. She sensed that he didn't want to share her with anybody.
CHAPTER FOUR
The Three boys sat on the bluff at the outskirts of Emery, looking down on the Emery Municipal Swimming Pool with three sets of binoculars. It was three-fifteen on a sunny Saturday afternoon. The August sun beat down on their bare backs. Small streams of sweat ran from their armpits and trickled down over their ribs. Inside their jeans their teenage pricks stood up hard and aching. Their bare toes dug into the thick bed of pine needles upon which they kneeled as they spied upon the scene below like enemy sentinels. "Here they come," Nelson said, watching the two female lifeguards exit the girls' dressing room to resume their jobs after their fifteen-minute mid-afternoon break. They walked side by side, slowly, hips gyrating, long hair swaying behind them. Through the high-powered binoculars, Nelson I could see their faces clearly, could see Wanda's blue eyes and Estelle's yellow-green eyes. Wanda the blond and Estelle the black-haired one. With her thick eye makeup, Estelle resembled a cat, a sexy but bitchy cat.
Leaning their heads toward each other, the two women said a few final words, laughed, then separated, Estelle heading to her lifeguard tower on one side of the pool and Wanda to her tower on the opposite side. Nelson watched Estelle's big tits wobble inside her flimsy red bikini top as she climbed the silver-painted lifeguard tower. He licked his lips, salivating, hungry for a taste of Estelle's big meaty tits. His prick flexed in his jeans and he squeezed. "I'd like to fuck that mother," he mumbled. "Man!"
His two companions put their binoculars down and started taking off their jeans. The twins often appeared to share one mind, often moving together like a pair of dancers to perform some simultaneous action without a word exchanged between them. As they sat back on the pine needles and peeled their faded jeans off their legs, their twin cocks stood up like ivory clubs and pounded their lean bronze abdomens.
Nelson watched them for a few moments, then started to unzip his own jeans. "You guys sure they can't see us from down there?" he asked. "Naw," the twins said in unison, pulling their bunched jeans over their brown, grubby feet. Like Nelson, his two buddies had spent almost all summer barefooted and shirtless. "They can't see us," Rodney said, flicking his head to clear the thick blond hair out of his brown eyes. He and his brother sported identical hair cuts, with their heavy forelocks usually hiding their eyes as if they were sheepdogs. "We're too high up," Robby said, "too far away. We blend right in with the trees and brush-like Indians." Robby smiled, showing his perfect white teeth.
Nelson smiled back, feeling nostalgic. He and the twins had grown up together on these bluffs and in these hills, and they'd spent much of their boyhood pretending to be Indians. Since the twins had gotten a car to bomb around in, this was the first time this summer that Nelson and his two buddies had come up here to the bluffs. Like the old days, Nelson thought-us three Indians. He kicked off his jeans and massaged his balls with two hands. "Man, I'm horny!" He stroked his cock, from its throbbing purple head to the thick base of its shaft. "Why don't we charge down there right now and raid the pool? Three naked savages with flapping hard pricks. I'll throw Wanda over my shoulder, and you two can drag Estelle."
The twins whooped. "And then we'll get 'em up here and fuck 'em on the cliffs before we drag 'em back to the farm an make 'em lick pig nuts." "Shit!" the twins said in unison, both of them pumping on their eight-inch pricks.
Nelson watched them pound their cocks, happy that he was turning them on and happy that he was their best friend. He'd always been proud to have two older guys for his best friends, and he'd always been proud that the three of them owned the biggest pricks at Emery High School and possibly in the whole area. After careful measurements of the top sides of their pricks, they'd determined that the twins owned identical eight-inches and that Nelson owned a real whopper, a true nine-incher. The twins were good buddies through, not jealous that Nelson was lucky enough to have that extra inch of cockmeat, not jealous like some of the guys at Emery High, especially some of the senior foot ball players, who were pissed off because Nelson's prick made their pricks look like noodles. "Damn!" Rodney said. "I can't wait till we get that Estelle under your old donkey. Shit, old Joey'll split her in half."
"I wanna see her suck off old Bart here," Robby said.
And Bart, Nelson's Irish setter, sitting on his haunches and watching the three boys, pricked up his ears and whined at the sound of his name. The red dog's wormlike prick stood up out of its sheath, quivering and dripping like the long tongue that hung from the panting dog's mouth.
The boys laughed. "He knows what we're up to," Nelson said. "Look at his old prick. I bet he can't wait to get up on Estelle's bitch ass. He'll probably fuck her right up her shithole." "Christ!" the twins said. "Shit, man, I'm gonna shoot off if we keep talking like this," Robby said. He released his shuddering cock.
Nelson and Rodney released their own cocks. The three of them picked up their binoculars once again. "There's the old bitch," Rodney said. "Man, I'm gonna fuck her up the shithole. Christ, I hate her guts!" "Me too," Robby said. "But I'd sure like to get my cock up inside her."
Nelson listened to his buddies discuss their hated enemy while he trained his own binoculars on Wanda. Estelle was a hot bitch all right, but Wanda turned him on even more. Besides, he didn't have that burning desire for revenge on Estelle that the twins did, a desire that fed their lust as much as their hate. He disliked Estelle simply because she was the twins' enemy, and therefore he was going to help them get even with her. But in the process, he was going to have his own fun with Wanda. Wanda, with her beautiful long yellow hair. Wanda, with her long lithe tanned body. Wanda, with her sexy pointed tits. Tits not as huge and bouncy as Estelle's, but tits with candy-pink nipples that would spike when you licked them. Nelson had never seen Wanda's tits nude, but he'd : dreamed about them, shooting off in his sleep and waking up to find his sheets all wet and sticky- and he'd daydreamed about them, jerking off countless times while imagining himself chewing on Wanda's tits and fucking his prick in and out of her cunt. "We ain't been swimming in that fucking pool for four years," Rodney said. "All because that black-haired bitch kicked us out forever." "And what did we do?" Robby said. "Went in the pool during one of their goddamn rest breaks. Shit, we just got there and the old bitch blows her whistle and orders everybody out. And then, shit, we waited and waited forever for the old bitch to come out of her office and to blow her whistle again, and we just got sick of waiting for her, so we dove in, and a minute later the old bitch is out there, screaming her big mouth off and dragging us out of there by our hair and into her office. And then she rips off our trunks and beats our asses until they turn purple. And that's when I bit her- laying bare-assed over her knees, I got hold of her foot and almost chewed her big toe off. And then she about tore the skin off my back with her claws and kicked us both out forever. Forever, goddamn it! And we used to love swimming in that pool."
Nelson had heard that story many times, and he sympathized with his buddies for what the bitch had done to them. At the same time, however, he'd enjoyed hundreds of skinny dipping romps with the twins out in the creek on his father's farm, romps that probably never would have happened' had the twins spent their last four summers swimming in the Emery pool. "I whih we- really could go down there and get her now," Rodney said. "Shit, I don't think I'll sleep all night waiting for tomorrow." "Me neither," Robby said. He stroked his rampant prick while he moved his binoculars up and down and in circles.
Nelson had put down his own binoculars and was watching his buddies. Bart, Nelson's Irish setter, got up off his haunches and meandered over to sniff at the twins' skinny white asses.
Nelson sat back on the pine needles. "Bart, get over here," he yelled. "Bart!"
The big dog reluctantly trotted over to Nelson. "Sit!" Nelson said.
The dog sat, his red prick still erect, wet, and quivering in the sunshine. "He ain't never licked off my prick," Nelson said. "But now I know why he always wants to lick asses when we're out swimming or something-it's because my little sister has been probably been making him lick her ass and cunt for a couple of years now. I ain't never seen her do it with Bart, but after what I caught her doing yesterday with the donkey, I'll bet she's had more than Bart licking her smelly little crotch."
Rodney, who had been still watching the goings on at the pool, now put down his binoculars and sat down cross-legged, his heavy balls hanging onto the pine needles, his prickhead tapping his belly up i above his navel. "I still don't believe Tibby was actually jerking off and sucking off the donkey," he said. "She's so fucking innocent-looking." I "May my nuts fall off if it ain't true," Nelson said. "I believe it," Robby said, jerking on his prick. "Christ, I could always tell by the sexy look in. Tibby's eyes that she's a fucking little whore behind all that blushing and pussyfooting of hers. It wouldn't surprise me to find out she's sucked off the boar. Shit! Or even the bull!"
Rodney thought for a moment, then shook his head. "Well, maybe you're right, Rob. She does have sexy eyes. Shit, sometimes when I look into 'em I almost shoot off in my jeans." He jerked on his prick and licked his lips. His thick hair fell over his eyes and hid them completely. "And you fucked her, huh, Nelson?" Robby asked. "You shoved all nine inches of that donkey dick of yours right up her cunt?" "Busted her cherry and made her bleed," Nelson said, retelling the incident for the tenth time since meeting the twins at noon. "I heard it snap like a rubber band, and she screamed, and I drove my prick into her until her cunt almost sucked up my balls. Christ, she was hot inside, like a nest of hot wriggling worms! Man, did it feel great! I fucked her good, all the while trying to hold off from creaming her, but finally I couldn't hold it any more, so I let her have it, and her eyes just about popped out of her head when I shot. Aw, Christ, it felt so fucking good!"
Nelson felt the cum welling up in his balls as he told the story. The twins were flushed from head to toes, their pricks looking ready to explode. Rodney suddenly crawled on his hands and knees to where his red knapsack lay on the pine needles. He fumbled with the straps, got the sack open, and pulled out a plastic jar of vaseline and the artificial cunt that the twins had been fucking for years. He popped the metal top off the vaseline jar and swiped out a gob of the lubricant with his brown index finger. Then he rubbed vaseline all around and inside of the thick rubbery lips of the artificial cunt, and continued to lubricate down into the long rubber tube that formed the inside of the cunt. He tossed the vaseline container to Nelson, who gobbed some vaseline onto his prick and spread it over cockhead and prickshaft as he passed the container on to Robby.
Rodney, kneeling, held the rubber cunt by the long fuck-tube and slid his prick between the tight rubber lips. As he drove his prick into the tube all the way, his eyes rolled back and he moaned. Then he waddled on his knees over to Nelson. "Hold it for me, will you, buddy?"
Nelson grabbed the long fuck-tube of the artificial cunt and held it tightly in two hands as Rodney, still kneeling, began to fuck his prick in and out of the greased rubber pussy. Nelson could feel the heat of Rodney's prick right through the thick flesh-colored rubber.
The lean muscles of Rodney's torso writhed as he fucked. He nodded his blond head. "Ohh, man, ohhh, man! I'm gonna fuck that bitch Estelle. I'm gonna make her eat dog cum and pig cum. I'm gonna shove a donkey dick up her bitch cunt. Oh, yeah! And then I'm gonna fuck her up her bitch asshole! Yeah, right straight up her bitch asshole!" Hands on his skinny hips, Rodney fucked hard and fast now, fucking his eight-inch cock in and out of the rubber cunt. Squishing sounds came from inside the vaselined fuck-tube. Nelson's hands and forearms ached from trying to hold on to the thick rubber fuck-tube while Rodney fucked his thick stud prick in and out of it. "Cream the bitch!" Nelson said. "Cream her asshole!"
Nelson dug his fingernails into the thick rubber to maintain his grip. "Come on, brother," Robby said. "That's Estelle you're fucking, that's Estelle's smart-assed shithole you're pumping your dick in. Cream her now! Shoot her full!" "Come on, Rodney," Nelson said. "Give it to her!" "Bitch asssssss!" Rodney muttered. "Hot fucking shithole! Uh! Uhhh! Ahhhhhh!"
Nelson could feel the vibrations of Rodney's spasming prick as they shivered through the rubber and passed into his straining hands. The fuck-tube jerked, Rodney's cock flexing inside as Rodney spurted. Nelson imagined he could hear the liquid splatting of cum as it spurted into the fuck-tube. He tightened his grip on the rubber. "Ohhh, boy!" Rodney said, teeth clenched, eyes closed. "Ooooooooh!"
His abdominal muscles deformed themselves under his bronze bellyskin. His loins jerked, jerked, jerked. His cum spurted again and again into the rubber cunt.
Robby fucked the rubber fuck-tube next while Nelson continued to hold it, and Rodney collapsed onto the pine needles, sighing and catching his breath.
Robby's greased prick slid between the rubber cuntlips easily and disappeared up the fuck-tube in a moment. Nelson felt it slide in as he watched it. As Robby began to fuck, juicy squishing sounds came from the rubber cunt. Robby was fucking his cock in and out of a fuck-tube already full of his brother's warm cum. "Give me those binoculars, will you, Rodney?" Robby asked.
Rodney, recovered from his orgasm, reached for the binoculars and handed them up to his kneeling brother. "Thanks." Robby didn't miss a stroke of his fucking as he lifted the binoculars and trained them down below on the swimming pool. "Look at all that cunt down there. Man, would I like to get my prick into every last one of those girls." His binoculars moved in circles. "Oooh, there's a hot one on the diving board. Jesus, look at them tits bounce! And there's Wanda. Hard to believe, but every body says she sucks Estelle's ass. I wonder how she'd like to suck off old Bart."
The Irish setter, still sitting where Nelson had ordered him to sit, whimpered at the sound of his name and almost lost control of himself and jumped up. "Stay!" Nelson ordered. "Stay!"
Bart settled back down, looking painfully disappointed.
Robby fucked with long strokes, yanking his cock out of the rubber cunt until just the tip of his prickhead kissed the cuntlips, then fucking back in with a grunt.
Nelson's own prick throbbed each time Robby fucked in. Nelson knew what Robby was feeling. Those rubber cuntlips were tight, and when he fucked between them hard, the feelings shot through his prick like hot needles and he came almost every time. "Hey! Estelle's got her foot up in her lap and she's rubbing her big toe," Robby announced. "That's the same toe I almost bit off. Skit! That was one hot big toe. I can still taste it. Oh, shit!"
Robby fucked his prick in and out with a concentrated rhythm now. His heavy balls flapped. His brown boyish nipples stood out hard and quivering. "Ohhh! Ohhhh! Uhhhhhhh!" Robby fired his hot jism into the rubber fuck-tube. "Wowwww!"
Cum bubbled out the entrance to the rubber cunt and dripped from Robby's bloated brown balls. "Shoot it all in there," Nelson muttered, his prick pounding his abdomen as he sat on the pine needles and wiggled his ass with excitement. Then, the moment Robby signaled that he was done shooting, Nelson eased the cunt off Robby's drip ping prick and thrust the cum-filled fuck tool into Rodney's hands. "Now you hold it for me." "Sure thing," Rodney said, sitting up and taking a tight grip on the rubber fuck-tube.
Nelson kneeled and guided the lube-dripping head of his nine-inch prick between the tight rubber lips. He sighed as he shoved his prick down the warm fuck-tube. The combined cum of Rodney and Robby bathed the entire length of his cock. The tight rubber lips clung to the base of his cock like real cuntlips. As he pulled out, the rubber lips continued to cling to the hard shaft of his prick. The rubber cunt felt almost as good as Tibby's cunt had felt to Nelson yesterday afternoon. Almost as good, but just almost. This rubber cunt wasn't hot inside like Tibby's, nor did the cunt walls quiver and nibble like Tibby's real cunt, nor did this rubber cunt have a pulsebeat inside it. Still, for being just rubber, it was one hell of a substitute for real meat, and with all that warm cum inside it, and with Rodney holding the rubber fuck-tube, Nelson couldn't complain. All he could do was moan. "Oh, yeah, feels real good." He hooked his hands on his hips and let his spine swing his loins.
His long cock fucked in and out slowly. Creamy cum squeezed out around the clinging rubber cunt lips and ran down over his nuts. Nelson closed his eyes and imagined himself fucking Wanda, imagined his huge prick slipping in and out between her tight blond cuntlips, imagined her moaning and cooing as his hard prickshaft rubbed her pea-sized clit back and forth. Nelson had seen enough pictures of clits in the twins' magazines to imagine what Wanda's must look like, and, when he imagined it, he imagined himself kissing, sucking, nipping her pussy with his teeth. "Mmmmm!" he moaned. "Oh, Christ!" He fucked faster, plooshing his cock in the cum-fihled fuck-tube, feeling the thick rubber walls of the fuck-tube massage his cock. "Come on, Nelson, cream it!" Rodney urged. "Yeah, Nelson, shoot that big thing off," Robby said. "Who you fucking, anyway?" "Wanda," Nelson muttered. "Real tight cunt. Hot bitch ass. Big sexy nips. Hard cut-real wiggly." He pumped hard, feeling prickles shoot through the core of his wrist-thick prick. Sexy knots of pleasure tightened in his loins, in his nuts, in the pit of his asshole. Warm sensations rippled through his legs and made his bare toes tingle. He fucked harder, faster, beginning to pant, beginning to drip sweat from his forehead and nose. The sun lashed his bare back, licked down his spine and between his asscheeks. "Cream Wanda!" Robby said. "Squirt your stuff up her cunt. Fuck that bitch!"
Rodney squeezed the outside of the fuck-tube faster, harder. "Come on, boy, let her have it!"
Nelson thrust his tongue out, imagined himself shoving it down Wanda's throat. He could taste her sweet mouth, could taste the back of her cock- sucking throat. Suddenly, he imagined himself shoving his cock into her mouth, imagined her eyes crossing as she watched his long cock disappear into her own face. He felt the cum uncoiling in his balls, felt it swirling up through his sex tubes and into the piss-tube of his cock, felt his cock begin to contract and his piss-tube to itch with the fire shooting through it. Every cell of his body seemed to open up and to throb with pleasure. "Ohhhh, Mannnn! Ahhh! Ahhhh! Ahhhhh!" He was squirting, shooting his hot cum into the rubber cunt while Rodney frantically manipulated the fuck-tube. Hot arrows of pleasure shot through the core of his loins, shot through his cock and asshole, shot up his spine and down his legs. His legs trembled under him. He groped for a nonexistent ass to steady himself. As the last of his cum oozed through his cock, he eased his prick out of the tight rubber sheath, milking out the last itchy sexual sensations.
He fell on the pine needles. "Ahh, that was great!"
Bart was whining, going out of his doggy mind with hunger for his accustomed treat. His long tongue drooped and dripped. His dog-eyes looked watery with pain. "Should we give it to him?" Rodney asked.
Nelson sat up and held out his hand. Rodney handed him the cum-dripping rubber cunt. "OK, boy!" Nelson said. And the big red-haired dog sprang up and over. Nelson held the artificial cunt while the dog fucked it.
The twins whooped with laughter, and so did Nelson. "I wonder if Estelle or Wanda like cum," Rodney said. "What kind of cum?" Robby asked. "Human cum or animal cum?" "Both kinds," Rodney said, grinning. "We'll find that out tomorrow," Nelson said, pushing Bart away. "Yeah!" the twins said in unison, their half- hard pricks giving a quick jerk.
And at that moment a lifeguard's whistle pierced the sunny air down below at Emery Municipal Swimming Pool.
CHAPTER FIVE
Jerry's tongue lingered in Wanda's throat, dripping saliva, licking gently. He had his hand down her blouse, her right nipple between his thumb and fingers.
Wanda felt all her resolve going. With one desperate effort, she tried to push him away.
Jerry held her. "Aw, come on! What's the big deal? So she finds out you've been fucking. What's so special about Saturday night?" He caught her nipple again and pulled on it, stretching and rolling her nipple between his fingers. "Jerry, don't!" She dug her bare toes into the carpeting of Jerry's Buick as unwanted sensations exploded in her pussy. "I told you," she said, catching her breath. "I promised Estelle when I moved in with her that I'd keep Saturday nights open for her. Now take me home. I told her I was just going out for a walk-a half hour maybe. Christ, you've had me out here an hour. She'll be furious."
Jerry lowered his hot mouth to her neck and sank his teeth into her flesh. "I want you," he said. "I need you. Christ, we haven't fucked since Wednesday. I can't stand it. I don't know how you can either."
Wanda tried to relax, tried to forget the sensations shaking her entire body as Jerry gnawed on her sensitive neck. "All it takes is a little self-control," she said, lying. "We can fuck tomorrow afternoon, all you want, but if I come home now with the smell of cum in my cunt, Estelle will have a fit."
Jerry pushed his hand down into her jeans and slid a finger up and down her cuntslit, massaging her cut and her inflated cuntlips mercilessly. Wanda pushed on his hard chest, dug her finger nails into the young man's thick muscles. Jerry slipped a finger up her cunt. Wanda gasped and fell back. Her legs unclamped and fell apart. "Take my clothes off," she moaned. "Oh, God, Jerry, take my clothes off and fuck me!" Her heart banged in her chest and head with such strength that she could hardly hear, could hardly think.
Despite the awkwardness of stripping her in the front seat of his Buick, Jerry succeeded in getting off her clothes in less than a minute. By the time he got down to her panties and was pulling them down her hot legs, Wanda was squirming and moaning in a fever of pure lust. Jerry was a real stud, with a big prick and a muscular body that had driven all the girls out of their minds at Emery High. That hot prick of Jerry's had probably fuck more cunts than any other prick in the history of the school, and any girl who hadn't been fucked by Jerry had considered herself a sexual failure. Now, as Wanda watched her lover strip off his jeans and sneakers, his only clothing on this warm August evening, she shivered with delight. Jerry was hers, if she wanted him. She knew he had other girls he fucked regularly, but she also knew that he wanted her most. He'd hinted of marriage for the two of them, but that would have to wait. They were both only eighteen, and Wanda wasn't ready to get married yet. Besides, in a way she was married to Estelle. Estelle owned the house Wanda was living in and Estelle paid all the bills, allowing Wanda to save all her money. It wasn't a bad setup.
Jerry slid under Wanda and lifted her onto his lap. They were face to face, Wanda's tits plastered to Jerry's chest, Jerry's throbbing hot prick trapped between their bellies. Wanda wrapped her arms around his neck and Jerry wrapped his around her back. They kissed, exchanging saliva, rubbing tongues.
"Sit on it," Jerry said.
Wanda giggled. She reached down and grabbed his big jerking cock. His prick was silky and hot. The fat prickhead tickled her palm. She raised up and planted the cockhead between her spread cuntlips Jerry groaned, his dick quivering. "Sit on it! Oh, Jesus, fuck it!"
Teasing him momentarily by wiggling her ass, she finally tensed all the muscles of her cunt and let herself down, feeling the wonderful hot length of Jerry's prick stuff her cunt.
"Ahhhhhhhh!" they both breathed.
"Mmmmmm!"
"Ride it!" Jerry said. "Slip up and down on it!" Wanda stroked her lover's cheeks and licked his nose. She braced her hands on his shoulders. Staring straight into his lust-glazed eyes, she began to fuck. Up she went, keeping her cunt walls tight and sucking. Down she slipped, straining hard, stretching the skin on her lover's sensitive cock. Up she jerked. Down. Up and down, slipping, fucking, contracting her cunt rhythmically, her tits flapping.
Jerry's head rolled from side to side against the head-rest of the car seat. "Oh, Jesus! Oh, fuck! Oh, baby, you're good!" He panted. His eyes rolled.
She rubbed her fits against his chest, feeling prickles shoot through her nipples. She churned her wet ass against his balls. His big fat stud-nuts excited her.
"Mmmmnmm!" she moaned. "Beautiful!" She fucked faster, bouncing up and down, Jerry's slippery hot prick slipping in and out of her seething pussy, her head kissing the roof of the Buick as she jerked up, the car rocking on its shock absorbers.
They were parked on an old logging trail just off a secluded country road. Ironically, this trail was part of the jogging route she and Estelle followed each Sunday morning on their six-mile run. Since they didn't lifeguard at the pool on Sundays, they always ran longer than their daily three miles on Sunday mornings. Wanda smiled to herself, wondering what Estelle would say were she to find out that she and Jerry had fucked here.
Jerry reached down and fingered her asscrack. He twisted his finger against her asspucker and Wanda paused long enough to let him shove his finger up her asshole. His finger twisted inside her, adding to the fuck sensations that were already curling her toes and causing her to claw Jerry's shoulders.
"Ohhh, God!" she moaned. "Fuck! Fuck my shithole!"
As she fucked up and down, screwing herself on Jerry's steel-hard prick, Jerry's finger fucked in and out of her asshole, driving her out of her mind with pleasure.
"Eeeeeeeeh!" she whined. "Ohhhhhh!" Then she wrapped her arms around Jerry's head, smothered his face with her fits, and screwed her ass with orgasm. "Awwwwwww!"
Jerry devoured her tits, drooling warm saliva down her belly. His prick jerked inside her. She felt his hot spurts.
"Shoot it!" she gasped. "Oh, darling, shoot it!" Jerry groaned. "Uhhhh! Uhhh! Uhhhhhhhh!" Hot cum filled her. Hot cum bubbled out of her sliding cunt and greased her lover's balls. Her toes clawed the balls of her feet and she clung to him.
"Coming!" she grunted. "Oh, coming!"
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Estelle lay on her side under the blankets, Wanda's hot ass pressed to her lower belly, the rubber dildo she'd strapped to her groin buried to the hilt up Wanda's tight young cunt, her hands filled with Wanda's hot pointed tits. As Estelle humped, the dildo fucked in and out easily, making squishing sounds inside Wanda. Wanda was juicy tonight, but all the eighteen-year-old girls Estelle had fucked were juicy inside. It was youth, juicy wonderful youth. Estelle wished that she were tits. One cockhead touched her chin and the other prickhead balanced on the mattress near her blond crotch. "Oooooh, how sexy!" The young girl licked the end nearest her lips. Then she grinned at Estelle. "Now, what are we gonna do with this?"
Estelle felt the juices oozing out of her as she wiggled across the room. Her inflamed cuntlips shimmied together, causing salty thrills to throb in her loins. She tossed her head sensuously, feeling the ends of her long raven-black hair tickle her lower back.
"Rest your pretty back against the headboard, doll," she directed Wanda. "And then spread your legs wide."
Wanda, propping a pillow against the headboard of the bed, sat up against it and spread her legs. In the lamplight, her spread cuntlips glistened with i moisture. Estelle slithered onto the mattress between the girl's legs and kissed Wanda's open crotch. Her nostrils dilated at the strange scent of Wanda's cunt tonight. For just a moment, Estelle was certain that she smelled cum, that cum was the scent tainting the tart smell of Wanda's cunt tonight, but then she put the thought out of her mind. Wanda wouldn't have dared, she assured herself. Wanda wouldn't have dared to fuck a boy on a Saturday night. Saturday night was a special night, reserved for her alone. Estelle licked Wanda's wet crotch until the blond girl began to pant. Then she sat up, grabbed the two-foot-long dildo, and twisted one end of it into Wanda's buttery cunt.
Wanda's pink toes pointed and clenched. "Oooooh, it's so thick!" the young girl panted. "Mmmmmm, fuck it into me! Uhhhh!"
Estelle eased the thick dildo in deeper, twisting it, easing it back out, then twisting it in deeper. She watched with fascination as the young girl absorbed the massive dildo into her tight cunt, watched the way the blond cuntlips seemed to chew at the fleshlike dildo, watched the way the little cunt appeared to suck up the dildo like a mouth. Estelle was astounded at how much of the rubber cock Wanda's cunt was able to take.
"How's it feel, doll?" Estelle asked, fucking the dildo in and out, in and out.
Wanda giggled, her face flushed, her tits heaving. "Real good! Uh, oh, God, fuck!"
Estelle smiled. She loved to hear Wanda talk dirty. When Wanda said the word fuck, Estelle felt tingles in her crotch.
"Shit!" Wanda gasped. "Oh, fuck! Christ!" Estelle flushed with heat. She took her own place on the bed, then, sitting opposite Wanda and facing the girl, she draped her legs over Wanda's spread legs and eased her spread crotch toward the end of the dildo sticking out of Wanda's cunt.
"A double fuck!" Wanda said. "Ooooh, this oughta be fun!"
Estelle giggled. Grabbing the thick dildo near its middle, she directed the prick-knob between her spread cunt slabs, then grunted as she impaled herself on the rubber cockshaft. Her cunt swallowed up as much of the dildo as Wanda's, perhaps an inch or two more. She felt good, stuffed with the fat rubber dong, her cunt tissues stretched and tingling. She leaned forward and kissed Wanda. Their tits mashed together, hard nipples rubbing hard nipples.
"Let's fuck," Wanda said, her voice pained with sex-ache.
"Mmmm, let's!" Estelle said.
And they began to move.
The dildo seemed to have a life of its own, seemed to move spontaneously inside the both of them. As Estelle churned her ass, her Cunt manipulated the dildo for Wanda, and, as Wanda fucked the dildo, her cunt in turn fucked the dildo in and out of Estelle. It was give and take, the big dildo fucking back and forth, in and out, around and around. The dildo seemed to slide easily inside the greased crotches of the two heated women, seemed to twist and fuck as if controlled by the loins of an experienced stud. Estelle closed her eyes and moaned. The feeling was incredible. The thought of what was happening was enough to make her come. Wanda was fucking her at the same time that she was fucking Wanda.
"Mmmmm, it feels so good!" Wanda moaned. "Oh, Estelle! Estelle! Beautiful!"
"Hot little vixen!" Estelle said, biting Wanda's lips, grinding her heated big tits against Wanda's. "Oh, let's fuck, let's come! Oh, oh, God, this feels good!"
They humped in unison, fucking the big greased dildo in and out of each other, twisting their asses on the mattress. Less and less of the dildo remained exposed to the air. Their seething, sucking cunts ate up more and more of the dildo, swallowed more and more of the thick rubber cock until their hot, gaping cunt slabs met and rubbed together, the massive two-foot dildo completely swallowed by their crotches. They writhed against each other, rubbing their hard clits together, rubbing inflamed cunt-meat against inflamed cunt-meat, oozing hot juices between each other's cunt slabs, saturating the mattress under their clasped cunts until their asses slid on the cunt-buttered sheets.
"I'm almost ready," Estelle grunted. "Me too," Wanda said. They increased their fucking speed, driving toward orgasm.
A short whine, followed by loud purring, drifted to Estelle's ears. Something thumped the bed, and then she felt Tiger's furry softness and warmth rubbing against her ass. The big tomcat occasionally liked to join the two women in their fucking. Tiger began to lick up and down Estelle's sweaty asscrack, the cat's bristly tongue sending chills up her spine and causing her back to flash goosebumps.
"Tiger's sucking my ass," Estelle said.
Wanda chuckled. "He must like the taste. Just like I do."
Estelle squeezed Wanda and churned her ass. "Let's come, doll. I can't hold out much longer."
"Any time you're ready," Wanda said.
"How about now?" Estelle humped hard. The dildo seemed to jerk and vibrate inside her. "Ohhh, I feel it coming!"
"Oh, Estelle!" Wanda cried, her pretty blue eyes rolling back until only the whites showed. The girl panted, her heart throbbing so hard that Estelle could feel it. The rubber dildo seemed to change into an electric vibrator as orgasm hit Wanda's cunt. "Ohhhhhh, Estelle!"
Estelle gasped, feeling itchy thrills flood her loins. The orgasmic sensations shot throughout her body. Her ass jerked as if firecrackers were going off inside her cunt.
"Ohhhhhh, Wanda, Jeeeesus! Ahhhhhhh!"
The two women writhed together, churning out their mutual orgasms; rubbing tits and bellies together, whining together with hot pleasure.
When their orgasms subsided, Estelle disengaged herself from the rubber dildo. Then she grasped the free end and eased the dripping cock out of Wanda. Reversing the ends of the dildo, she shoved the end that had been in her own cunt into Wanda's mouth and sucked the end that had been in Wanda's cunt into her own mouth. They gazed into each other's eyes as they each licked the other's cuntjuices off the rubber dick.
Estelle felt something furry and warm moving against her thigh as she sat before Wanda. Between them, Tiger was crouched, licking up the cunt ooze on the mattress.
"Should we let him lick our cunts?" Estelle asked Wanda.
Wanda shook her head no. "I tried that once. His tongue feels like sandpaper. He about made my clit bleed in three licks."
Estelle laughed, then playfully pinched Wanda's tit. "Crazy little bitch! You deserved what you got."
CHAPTER SIX
They rode bareback like Indians, Nelson on his stallion, and Rodney and Robby on brown mares. Nelson's stallion was named Blacky, and his coat had the same color and sheen as Estelle's long hair.
She'll make a nice mare for you, old boy, Nelson thought, stroking his horse's long neck as he and Blacky led the way down the old logging trail. The trail wound through the woods near Nelson's farm, and Nelson knew that Estelle and Wanda jogged on Sunday mornings about ten o'clock. He'd spied on them from up in the trees or behind bushes many times, watching them come puffing down the trail, then watching their round sexy asses gyrate as they disappeared up the trail. One time he'd seen them stop so Wanda could stoop and take a piss. On that occasion he'd jacked off as he'd watched the golden strand of piss hiss out of her pink cunt. Then, after she and Estelle had left, he'd gone and pissed on the same spot Wanda had pissed on, and then he'd jacked off again.
They reached a small ravine with some outcrop pings of yellow sandstone and Nelson raised his hand, signaling the boys behind him to stop. He turned Blacky and faced the twins. They resembled real wild savages this morning, dressed like himself in nothing but a jockstrap, their wind-blown hair like gold fire in the morning sunlight, their sun- bronzed skin gleaming with sweat and grime. They'd all three worked like hell for the last two hours, getting the chores done, then setting up for the fun they were going to have with the two girls. Nelson's parents and Tibby had gone fishing up at the lake and wouldn't be home until late this evening. Nelson had gladly stayed behind to do chores and to watch over the farm. He felt good now, with most of the chores finished and with a whole day of excitement ahead .pf him and the twins.
"You guys look like you got pistols in your jocks," Nelson said, eyeing the twins' jockstraps, which tented with their straining hard pricks.
"And you look like you got an arm inside yours," Rodney said, grinning.
"Or a billy club," Robby said, reaching between his legs to scratch his balls.
"All I can say is, I hope they don't decide not to jog today." Nelson rubbed his rampant prick, feeling its heat through the elastic mesh of the jock.
"Well, we'd better get in position. They might come along any time. You two hide behind those rocks on that side, and I'll hide over there. Remember-I'll lasso Estelle first. Then you two grab her and tie her so I can go after Wanda."
"Let's strip her before we tie her," Rodney said. Bobby grinned. "And maybe I'll bite off her big toe."
They took their places and waited, petting their horses' necks to keep the animals calm and quiet. After ten minutes, the horses' ears pricked up and they began to shuffle uneasily.
"They're coming," Nelson whispered across the path. "Get ready!" He let out his stiff lasso and gripped it carefully. His heart throbbed and he felt like shitting.
This is crazy! he suddenly thought.. It's great fun to pretend, but this is the real thing. We can't do this. We'll end up behind bars.
He looked across the trail at his two buddies. Their eyes met his. He could tell they were having - the same doubts.
"Animals!" Estelle said, her loud voice carrying through the still forest air. "I tell you, I thought I'd broken some bones in my hand on that first one. I should've used the ping-pong paddle right off, but it was too much trouble going after it since I had the little beast bare-assed over my knees already. Ooooh, the little animal! He had the nerve to squirt his stuff right down my leg while I was punishing him!"
Wanda laughed.
"It's not funny," Estelle said, panting.
"They're all animals."
Nelson could hear the rhythmic padding .of the girls' running shoes on the leaf-strewn trail. Almost here! The tone of Estelle's voice-oh, so righteous-drove all doubts and reservations out of Nelson's mind. He gripped the lasso tight.
Driving his bare heels into Blacky's flanks, whirling the lasso over his head, he rode out onto the trail behind the two girls, and, as they looked over their shoulders, he let the lasso fly. The stiff rope hooped Estelle, and he yanked it tight, binding the screaming young woman around her midsection, just under her bouncing tits. The twins were off their horses and on Estelle almost as fast as the lasso. They loosened the lasso, threw it back to Nelson, and wrestled the kicking, scratching lifeguard to the ground.
Wanda, after staring at her captured companion for a few shocked seconds, suddenly turned and sprint up the trail.
Nelson yanked home his lasso and spurred Blacky after her, driving his bare heels into the horse's warm flanks.
They caught her half a minute later-around a bend in the trail-just as she was about to flee into the woods. Nelson let his lasso fly, and it caught her by her right ankle, tripping her. Nelson drew the lasso tight and sailed off Blacky to fall on the girl.
They wrestled. She scratched his face, his chest, his back. She tried to knee him in the balls, but he rolled to the side just in time. He got on her back and crushed her to the ground. His teeth sank into the back of her neck, sank right through her soft blond hair. She tasted good enough to eat.
His bite seemed to calm her, to hypnotize her, to pin her where she lay. She stopped shrieking, her cries easing to whimpers. Her chest rose and fell, as she gasped for breath. Nelson could feel her heart banging.
"I love you," he said, his words welling up mindlessly, coming out of nowhere, shocking even himself. Then, after he'd said them and had realized what he'd said, he said them again. "I love you! Oh, Christ, do I love you!"
His prick throbbed, strangled inside his jock.
Slowly rising off the girl, he reached down and eased his fingers under the waistband of her running trunks. He pulled the blue nylon down her legs, then the pink panties underneath. He shoved her T-shirt up. She wore no bra.
"What are you gonna do?" Wanda asked, her voice barely audible. She lay there passively, chewing at her clenched fist. "Are you gonna rape me?" Her head was turned to the side, and Nelson could see tears on her exposed cheek.
Nelson found himself tongue-tied. At last he mumbled, "I'm gonna take off your clothes." He slid down to her feet and untied her shoes. He slipped them off her pink feet. She wore no socks. He lifted her feet to his lips and kissed them. They tasted sweet, slightly sweaty. He licked between her toes, enjoying the taste and aroma. His prick ached. He quickly got her clothes all the way off and wrapped them, together with her shoes, into a bundle, using the lasso rope to bind them.
Wanda lay sprawled face down on the grassy, loamy forest trail. Except for the cream-colored areas that her bikini had protected from the sun, her skin was a warm golden-brown. The deep cleft between the girl's asscheeks drew Nelson as if it contained some exotic mystery or some secret scent. He fell between her legs and pushed his nose into the warm cleft.
Ass! Wanda's ass! The thought sent shivers through him. He drove his tongue between her asscheeks and licked furiously up and down the en tire length of her sweaty-sweet asscrack, feeling her hot asspucker nip at his tongue like a tight, hungry little mouth. He shoved his tongue inside Wanda's body, tasted the inside of her ass. Wanda gasped.
Nelson heard hoofbeats and stood up. "My buddies are coming," he said. "If you ride with me and behave, I won't have to tie you up." Wanda sat up. "Where are you taking us?" Her eyes met his own, then slid down his body and focused on his tented jockstrap. Her mouth dropped open enough to show Nelson that she was stunned by the size of his prick.
Nelson lowered his jock and let his cock spring out into the sunshine.
Wanda caught her breath, her blue eyes gleamed.
Nelson re-covered his prick. "Will you behave?" he asked.
"Yes," Wanda said, standing up. "Of course."
Nelson helped her up onto Blacky and swung up behind her. He wrapped his arms around her naked torso and gripped the reins. Wanda held the bundle of her clothing.
The twins appeared, the two of them riding one mare while they led the other mare. Estelle's naked bound body was draped over the other mare, her big sexy ass exposed to the sun.
"What the hell is happening?" Estelle asked, fighting futilely to free her tied wrists.
CHAPTER SEVEN
The boys had taken them to a farm not too far from where they'd been set upon and kidnapped. Now they sat on a bed of straw in the hayloft of a red barn, their hands tied behind them with strong twine, their backs resting against hay bales, their legs spread apart and bound at the ankles by twine attached to concrete blocks that the boys had placed n the floor of the loft. The huge sliding door into the hay loft stood wide open, and the two women, could see a gently sloping hill planted with' tall corn. In the foreground they could see two smaller red buildings-barns or stables-an orange tractor, and white chickens scratching around the dusty barnyard. A steep-sloped approach-ramp constructed of earth and rock and gravel led up to the hayloft from the barnyard, a roadway upon which a tractor could be driven up into the loft. At the base of this approach stood the three near naked boys, apparently engaged in a conference.
"Get away! Get away!" Estelle said to the red-haired Irish setter that kept creeping up between her legs and sniffing at her spread crotch.
Wanda almost chuckled. Some guard dog! He was more interested in sniffing pussy than in keeping Estelle tied up. He paid no attention to her at tempts to free herself. Instead, he tried repeatedly to lick her crotch, which brought repeated shrieks from Estelle and scared him off temporarily.
"Calm down," Wanda said. "I can tell that he doesn't bite."
"Easy for you to say. He's not bothering you."
"Here, boy!" Wanda called. "Leave Estelle alone."
The setter lifted its nose and stepped over two naked legs to stand between Wanda's legs. He sniffed her mouth. She could feel his moist warm breath on her lips. Then he sniffed her pointed tits.
His tongue flicked out and he licked her left nipple.
Wanda caught her breath, then giggled. The dog's tongue tickled as well as stimulated her.
Estelle shook her head. "Have you lost your mind? This is no time to get friendly with a goofy dog. We've gotta get out of here. Those three little animals are whacko."
The setter pushed his snout down to Wanda's crotch and sniffed excitedly. Wanda watched his long red prick snake out of its hairy red sheath like an excited worm. The sight caused her heart to throb. A prick was a prick, animal or human. The setter began to lick her crotch with long swipes of his hot dripping tongue. Wanda tried to squeeze her legs together to relieve somewhat the intense sensations caused by the dog's hot tongue, but she couldn't budge the concrete blocks that held her ankles. Her ass churned on the straw. "Oh, God!" she moaned, listening to the slurping of the dog's tongue. And then she began to pant.
"Oh, for Christ sake!" Estelle said. "You're hopeless."
"I can't help it. Feels too good." Wanda gazed down toward the barnyard where the boys were bending over as they pulled their jockstraps down their long legs. They looked like three boys getting ready to go skinny dipping. As the boys straightened, Wanda felt her eyes strain away from their sockets. Those three grubby-looking teenage boys displayed the biggest cocks she'd ever seen. The two blond twins had pricks longer and fatter than even Jerry's. And the redhead-Christ-he had a purple monster. She hadn't been imagining its size when she'd first seen his cock out on the trail! That redhead had a cock almost as big as his muscled farmboy forearm.
The dog's tongue wriggled into her cunt. Her toes curled under. The dog's cool snout rubbed against her cut. She felt as if she had bugs crawling up her asshole.
"Calm? They're liable to cut our throats. I've seen those two blonds before, probably at the pool-years ago."
"They're Robby and Rodney Hart," Wanda said. "Sophomores at Emery High. Made the varsity wrestling team as Freshmen. The redhead I don't know. Belongs to the farm here I'd guess."
The boys padded the last few yards up the approach ramp and stepped into the loft, their big cocks wagging like cowboy six-shooters. They stood in the sunlight, casting cool shadows on the two women, stood with brown hands on lean hips. Their balls shifted menacingly in their bloated brown ball-sacs. They grinned, showing white teeth, the blond twins flanking the slightly shorter redhead.
Wanda gasped as the big dog nipped her cunt with a sharp tooth.
"You like getting licked by a dog?" Robby asked.
"Yeah, you like having sex with a dog?" Rodney asked.
"You little bastards!" Estelle shouted. "You won't get away with this!"
"Shut up or I'll bite your toe off," Robby said.
The other two boys giggled.
Robby swaggered up between Estelle's legs and tweaked Estelle's open crotch with his big toe. Estelle swore, and Robby rammed his big toe up her cunt. Estelle gasped.
Robby squatted slightly and rammed his hard cock at Estelle's lips. "Kiss my pecker!"
Estelle clenched her teeth together.
Robby twisted his big toe in her crotch.
Estelle's mouth opened in a gasp.
Robby rammed his cock into her face, rammed his prickhead down her throat.
Estelle choked, gagged, squirmed, her face turning purple, spit bubbling out of her mouth and dripping from Robby's brown balls.
Robby wrapped his arms around Estelle's head and humped at her face. Wanda could see his fat cockhead bobbing in Estelle's throat. Estelle went limp, her eyes rolled back. Robby yanked his cock out of her mouth, and Estelle jerked as fresh air rushed into her lungs. "Now, you gonna kiss my pecker?" Robby asked, continuing to twist his big toe in Estelle's cunt.
His cock twitched just a fraction of an inch from Estelle's lips, the piss-slit gaping and oozing fuck lube. Estelle kissed the purple cockhead, in the process sipping off the thick tear of sticky fuck lube. She wrinkled her nose, pursed her lips.
"Swallow it," Robby ordered.
Estelle licked her lips and swallowed.
All three boys cheered.
Robby slipped his toe out of Estelle's cunt, then lifted the dripping digit to Estelle's mouth. "Suck my hot toe. Eat your slimy cuntjuice."
He jammed his toe into Estelle's mouth before she had time to resist.
"You bite it," he warned, "and I'm gonna shit in your mouth."
Estelle did as she'd been ordered.
Robby pulled his toe out of her mouth. "Nice and clean," he said.
"Bart!" the redhead called. "Get your nose out of there!"
The dog ignored him. The boy grabbed the dog by the collar and pulled him away from Wanda's inflamed pussy.
Wanda slumped back with a relieved sigh. The dog's licking had almost been too intense.
The twin blonds untied Estelle's ankles. Then, while Rodney held Estelle by her long black hair, Robby squatted behind the suddenly quiet young woman and untied her wrists. They dragged her up, turned her around, and draped her torso over the hay bale against which she'd been leaning. Her huge tits flattened against the yellow hay, her knees pressed to the floor, her ass flashed big and round in the sunlight shafting in through the open door way. Wanda wondered which of the boys was going to fuck Estelle doggie style, and she found herself suddenly jealous. She almost opened her mouth and asked them to fuck her instead.
Don't let it be the redhead, she prayed. Oh, may the redhead fuck me first.
The redhead dragged the whimpering, struggling dog up behind Estelle while the two blonds sat on the hay bale on opposite sides of Estelle and held her down with muscular brown hands. The redhead released the red dog. The dog shoved his snout into Estelle's crotch, licking immediately.
"Bart, no!" the redhead said, grasping the dog's collar and pulling him back. Then he hauled the dog up onto two hind legs and walked him forward like a baby until the dog's front paws rested on Estelle's lower back, the dog's claws gripping into Estelle's tanned skin.
The dog whined, his loins suddenly shivering and humping, his wormlike red prick quivering as his cock disappeared into Estelle's crotch.
The three boys whooped, their cocks twitching excitedly.
"Fuck her, old boy!" the redhead yelled.
"Let her bitch cunt have it!" Robby shouted. And the dog responded to their words with the fastest fucking Wanda had ever seen. The dog's coppery-red loins became a blur as the panting, drooling dog fucked his slippery red prick in Estelle's cunt.
Estelle gasped, panting almost as loudly as the dog. "Oh, God!" she muttered. "Oh, God, oh, God, oh,God!"
The boys wriggled and giggled, pounding their rampant pricks shamelessly. Wanda's cunt leaked hot juices. She imagined the three big cocks fucking her simultaneously, imagined the red dog's prick slithering inside her own cunt. Her toes curled with prickling sensations like those causing her cunt to contract.
The dog's back rounded. His claws seemed to disappear into Estelle's tender flesh as he gripped her for his hot fucking. His hairy loins banged away between Estelle's legs with a nonstop rhythm that was almost machinelike in its regularity and intensity. The dog's nose went up in the air and he howled. The redhead gripped the setter's collar and yanked the big dog off Estelle.
"Over!" he yelled.
The blond twins flipped Estelle over, shoved her to the floor, and held her under the arms in a sitting position as the redhead walked the whimpering setter toward Estelle. The dog's burning red prick squirmed and twitched as if spastic. Then, within a foot of Estelle's face, the dog-prick began spurting, squirting her straight in the nose. The redhead all but swung the dog against Estelle's face, driving the dog's coming prick between Estelle's lips. Estelle gagged as the dog shot again and again and again down her throat. Thin grayish dog-cum drib bled from Estelle's lips. She continued to gag while the dog howled, his hairy loins shivering as spasm after spasm gripped him.
The three naked boys beat their cocks with their free hands, fuck-lube bubbling out and greasing their prickheads.
Wanda moaned out loud, helpless to rub her throbbing, inflamed crotch. This was torture. This was the real torture.
The redhead heard her. He released the dog's collar, letting the twins deal with both the dog and Estelle, and he quickly squatted and untied her ankles. The knots exploded with a simple tug of his grubby farmboy fingers. He undid her wrists in only a few seconds. Then he threw her down on the straw and fell on her, writhing between her legs as his monstrous hot cock jammed at her pussy.
She could smell his sweet boyish breath, could hear his painfully excited gasps and moans, could feel his hot muscled chest and belly against her tingling tits and abdomen. She forced her hand down and between their bodies, groped for the boy's cock, found the slippery monster and guided his prick between her cunt slabs.
"Now!" she gasped. "God now!"
The boy's red-hot cock stuffed her, the prickhead stretching her cunt more than her pussy had ever been stretched, the thick cockshaft dilating her cuntlips and stretching them like rubber. The boy shoved his tongue down her throat, drooled his sweet warm saliva into her mouth, got his hot hands between their chests and mauled her tits. His skinny ass bucked. His cock fucked her. She wrapped her naked legs around his ass and hugged his loins to her spread crotch. Her heels twisted against his asscheeks. She rubbed the soles of her feet against his silky asscheeks, then began to claw the smooth flesh with her toenails. At the same time, she groped at his smooth back with her fingernails.
"Fuck me!" she moaned. "Oh, Jesus, fuck me, fuck me!"
The marvelous young redhead fucked her as she had never been fucked before. Not even Jerry had ever fucked her with so much passion, with such intensity. And this boy's cock was the most wonderful prick she'd ever felt. So big, so hot, so alive!
She rocked her hips, fucked upward to meet the boy's savage down-thrusts. "Deeper!" she grunted. "Deeper! Harder! Oh, God, God, darling!"
"I love you!" the boy muttered between his teeth. "I love you!" He gnawed her lips, gnawed her jaw-bone, licked her neck and sank his teeth in to her tender neck-flesh just as he had out on the trail when he'd caught her and fell on her.
She'd been so afraid, but also so excited! She'd thought he was going to rape her, and how she'd wanted to be raped! It was crazy, but she'd been so scared that her fear had turned to excitement, her cunt had ached. She longed to be raped, to find out what it would feel like.
"Rape me!" she gasped now, imagining herself once more at the mercy of the bestial, sweet- scented boy. "Oh, rape me!"
The boy's teeth sank so deep into her sensitive neck that they must have cut into nerves, for she felt electrical tingles zing through her shoulder and down her flank. Her entire body prickled hot and cold. Goosebumps covered her. Her cunt contracted, sucking the boy's fucking young prick.
"Wanda!" the boy moaned. "Oh, Wanda!" His supple spine flowed under her caressing, clawing fingers. His skinny ass bounced like a basket ball under her massaging feet. His endlessly long prick fucked in and out of her pussy.
Wanda felt her eyes roll sensuously. She was going to come, going to explode with orgasm any second, but she had to know the boy's name before she did. She must know the beautiful young boy's name.
"Your name," she gasped. "What's your name?"
"Nd-Nd-Nd-" the boy grunted, his dick slicing, his eyes wobbling. "Oh, Christ, oh, Christ-Nelson!"
"Nelson!" Wanda moaned. "Oh, my darling, uhhbhhhhhh!" The moment she spoke her lover's name, her orgasm flared inside her and roared through her loins, shook the sensitive walls of her cunt chamber like sails in a gale, stiffened and wriggled her cit until she thought it had split in half. She clawed her lover's undulating back. "Ohhhhh, God, Nelson! Ohhhhhh, God!"
The boy's prick ballooned inside her, hardened from stone-hard to steel-hard, shivered as if probed by an electric wire. "Awwwwwww!" the boy wailed, "Awwwwwww! Fuck!"
His hot spurts burst into her, splashed against the shivering depths of her cunt chamber, splatted inside her pussy like heavy wads of hot wax. With every quivering flex of the boy's prick, a fresh load of hot young jism bathed her spasming cunt. And, with every spasm of his cock, the boy whined as if pained, all the muscles of his young body straining as he fucked into her cunt again and again.
Wanda caressed his sweat-misted lower back, contracted her cunt, milked her young lover's prick until his cock twitched less and less inside her, spent, the last of his cum oozing from the piss tube.
They lay together a long while, panting, the sun washing over them, Nelson's prick still held by her cunt. When Wanda finally recovered her mind enough to check on Estelle, she discovered that Estelle and the two twins were gone. The Irish setter was still around, however. She could tell by the feel of the dog's wet tongue on her wide-stretched cuntlips. The dog was licking up the juices that had oozed out of her, licking her cuntlips. As the dog licked, the two of them began to giggle.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Nelson pulled his cock out of her and shoved the Irish setter away. When the dog lunged back toward Wanda's crotch, the boy grabbed the dog by its leather collar.
"Damn it, Bart, you just don't know when enough is enough, do you?"
Wanda sat up. "Why don't you let him do what he wants?"
The skinny redhead frowned at her. "You mean you're into dogs?"
"I hadn't been," Wanda said. "But now I don't know." She positioned herself on her hands and knees and wiggled her ass up at the boy and the dog.
The boy sighed and the dog whimpered, fighting to break loose from the boy's grip.
"Let him go," Wanda said. "See if he learned how to do it by himself."
"OK," Nelson said. "You're asking for it." He released the restlessly dancing setter.
The dog shoved his cool wet nose against Wanda's hot crotch, making her squeal with sudden chills. She wiggled her ass crazy for the dog to mount her.
"Up, boy," she said over her shoulder. "Fuck me, you big red-haired stud. Come on, boy."
The boy stepped toward the dog.
"No," Wanda said. "Give him a few seconds. I want him to get up on me by himself." It would be that much more exciting to know that the dog was mounting her voluntarily, to know that the dog wanted to fuck her instead of being goaded to fuck her. "Come on, baby. Fuck my ass."
She shivered with excitement at the sight of the dog's long red prick twitching under his hairy belly like a long wet worm. The dog prick was dripping. She couldn't wait to feel the hot dog cock wriggle inside her pussy. She drove her ass back at the dog, walked backward at him on her hands and knees. The dog backed up, his snout pressed to her wet cunt. Then, suddenly, he raised up on his hind legs and planted his warm paw-pads and sharp claws at the sides of her lower, back. His hairy loins jerked forward, and Wanda felt his cock fuck at her pussy. As his prick entered her, she gasped at the piercing heat, wriggled as his cock wriggled in- side her. The dog humped instantly, fucking his prick in and out of her until she gasped for breath.
"Oh, God, he's so quick! Jesus! Oh, wow! Fuck me, you big hairy beast! Fuck me, fuck me, oh!" Her cunt quivered with the quick-fucking dog prick. Her ass throbbed, on fire. She was a real bitch in heat now, she realized, and the thought excited her.
Nelson kneeled in front of her as his dog fucked her from behind. His enormous cock stuck straight out of his loins, slightly drooping toward the end. After shooting its profuse cum load into her moments ago, his prick stood only half-hard. He placed his large farmboy hands on opposite sides of her face and brought her face up as he teased her lips with his mouth-watering cock.
"Wanna suck it, Wanda? Wanna taste it?"
Wanda, her mind whirling with the fucking she was getting from the dog, could only moan, extending her tongue and trying to lick the sexy tip of Nelson's prick.
The boy pressed his hot cock closer. Wanda could smell his prickhead. She placed the tip of her tongue at the entrance to the boy's piss-slit and twisted it. Her tongue wriggled into the boy's piss tube.
"Oh, Jesus!" Nelson gasped, his prick stiffening to full hardness. "Man!"
Wanda, her tongue buried a half inch up the boy's enormous cock, licked the hot flesh inside his piss-tube. Fuck-lube oozed up the long piss-tube and squeezed out around Wanda's probing tongue Wanda pulled her tongue out and sucked up the delicious warm fuck-lube. She was so excited that she saw stars behind her eyeballs.
Nelson shoved his cock down her throat, forced it in until his wiry red pubic hair scoured her nose His prickhead throbbed deep in her throat near the base of her neck. Behind her, the dog drooled spit on her back as he fucked his squirming prick inside her. Wanda bucked her ass, crazy to come. The dog's prick slipped out of her. Wanda gagged as Nelson began to fuck her throat.
The dog whimpered, clawed her back, danced on her calves, trying to get his prick back in her cunt. His hot prick slipped all over, up and down her wet crotch, slipped between her asscheeks. The dog fucked blindly. The pointed end of his prick lodged in the tight ring of Wanda's asspucker.
Oh, Christ! she thought. He's gonna bugger my asshole!
The dog's prick fucked into her ass and Wanda's toes curled. The dog's cock felt like a stiff, hot, wet tongue up her ass. As the setter humped, Wanda's asshole sizzled.
"Eat me, suck me!" Nelson grunted, fucking his nine-inch prick in and out of her mouth and throat. His hands still cradled her face as he throat-fucked her Wanda, dizzy, could hardly maintain her balance. Cock filled her from both ends. Needles of sex-sensation shot through her asshole, shot down her throat, prickled her nipples and the soles of her feet. Her orgasm hit without warning, over whelming her, shaking every bone in her body.
Oh, God, help me! she wanted to scream. It feels too good. It almost hurts.
The dog's prick reached a fucking crescendo in her asshole. The dog's claws gouged her flesh. The big setter let out a howl-like whimper and squirted piss-like streams of dog-cum up her asshole. The dog-cum was hot, and it shot out with piercing spurts.
Wanda's eyes rolled until her vision became a watery blur. Her body trembled all over. She tried to suck the jism out of Nelson's plunging cock, but she found her jaws going slack. The sensations screwing through her body were weakening her against her will. All the strength left her arms and legs and she collapsed into the bed of straw beneath her. The setter's prick slipped out of her spasming asshole, and the dog pumped his last hot cum spurts onto her naked back. Nelson's big cock jerked out of her throat, its fistlike prickhead whopping her under the nose as she went down, nearly making her nose bleed.
She lay on the straw, panting, feeling the dog licking its own cum off her back, feeling Nelson stroke her hair.
"Sorry," she said. "I wanted you to come."
"It's all right," Nelson said. "I'm better off saving my jizz We've got a long afternoon to enjoy ahead of us and I need all the jizz I can get."
CHAPTER NINE
The beady eyes of the enormous boar leered at Estelle as she faced him from outside the pig pen. The two bastard twins had forced her down on her hands and knees in the hot dust of the barnyard. They kept calling her a sow, and now she felt like a sow, her tits drooping low and heavy, her bare ass turned up to the probing fingers of the sunshine.
This was all so unbelievable. Had anybody predicted that this was going to happen to her, she would have had the laugh of her life. She would have believed that men got pregnant and that women had cocks before she'd have believed that this would have ever happened to her. But it was happening. As sure as she had tits and a cunt, this was happening, and she was powerless to help herself.
The twins were tough little bastards. Either one of them could rape her by himself if he wanted to. And they had weapons besides, like that leather strap the one named Robby was now dangling from his grubby paw. He'd cracked her ass with it a few times, and she'd decided to give up fighting the two young animals-even if they forced her to kiss that ugly pink snout she was now facing. Avoid pain and stay alive was her motto now. She'd never escape these bastards if they beat her so that she couldn't crawl, or if they cut her throat. Stay alive. Avoid pain. Obey. Time for revenge later but she had to keep her head now Robby squatted behind her and jammed a few fingers up her dog-fucked cunt. "Old Bart really reamed her out, Rod." He twisted his fingers in side her, causing her to wince and gasp. "Her cunt's all red and wet." He ripped his fingers out of her and replaced them with his hot cock, sinking his long prick inside her until his hard belly smacked her ass. "Ahh! Feels real good!"
Estelle hated the boy. She tried not to feel what his cock was doing to her cunt, but she couldn't help herself. She bit her lip to keep from moaning.
Her cunt contracted spontaneously around the boy's hot prick, against her will.
"Oooh, she's sucking hot!" Robby said. "And I thought she was a lez. Shit, I could sit here without moving and I bet her cunt would suck my prick right off."
Rodney lifted his foot and rubbed her under the chin with his dirty toes. He smirked down at her, his brown eyes glinting. "She's feeling your cock, brother. I can tell by her eyes."
Estelle looked away, back into the eyes of the sniffing boar. His flat snout quivered, nostrils dripping.
"I think she's in love with Alex," Rodney said. "Ain't you, baby?" He continued to stroke his toe under her chin. "Give old Alex a smooch on his pretty snout, you hot old sow."
Estelle closed her eyes and clenched her teeth. Her resolve to play along dissolved with Rodney's order. They could kill her if they wanted to, but she was not going to kiss some dirty old boar. Imagining herself doing it and actually doing it were two different things. She would not do it. Never!
Robby pulled his cock almost completely out of her, then fucked into her so hard that her skull vibrated. Estelle gasped, the wind half knocked out of her.
"Do what my brother says," Robby ordered. He pulled his cock out, then fucked his prick back in even harder. "Jesus!" Estelle gasped under her breath. "Throw me up your strap, Robby," Rodney said. "I'll give her a few lashes across her back."
Estelle kissed the boar smooched him on his wet pink snout as he shoved it through the fence of his pen.
The boys laughed. Robby fucked his hot cock in and out.
"Kiss him again," Rodney said. "I wanna see t your tongues touch. I wanna see some French kissing between a sow and a boar."
Estelle kept her eyes open, afraid that the boar would bite her face. She kissed him on his open mouth, then nearly vomiting as his hot dripping tongue licked her across the face.
"Touch tongues," Rodney ordered. "Lick each other's tongues."
Their tongues met, the boar's enormous drip- ping tongue and Estelle's small one. Estelle tasted the pig's spit. tongue-flesh licked tongue-flesh, electrical thrills prickled Estelle's mouth. Tingles streamed down her throat, the same feelings she got when French kissing with Wanda or some other girl. Her cunt contracted around Robby's fucking cock.
"Oooooh, she's feeling that," Robby said. "Her cunt feels like it's got hands inside." His fingers gripped her ass as he fucked his cock in her cunt.
"OK, you two lovers, break it up." Rodney shoved his dirty bare foot in Estelle's face and received a few licks at his toes from the boar's flapping tongue.
Estelle moved back, shivering, pig-spit dripping from her lips and chin.
"Now," Rodney said. "You're gonna suck that pig off."
He took up a rope that had been hanging over one of the fence posts of the boar's pen, and he made a quick noose and dropped the noose over the boar's head. He pulled the noose tight, then leashed the boar securely to the thick fence post.
Robby pulled his cock out of Estelle, and he and Rodney dragged Estelle over the fence and into the pig pen. They forced her onto her hands and knees behind the boar. Robby mounted her again from behind and fucked his prick up her cunt.
Estelle felt relieved as the hot cock stuffed her once more. The fuck stimulation helped take her mind off the situation in front of her. The boar's enormous pink balls pulsated just inches from her nose.
"Lick his nuts first," Rodney said. He put his hand on her head and pushed her face toward the boar's balls. "Go on. Get him good and excited."
The smell of the pig's ass was enough to get Estelle licking furiously. The faster she licked, the sooner this nauseating ordeal would be over. Bristly hairs covered the boar's huge spongy balls, hairs that felt like needles jabbing her tongue as she lapped. "Suck 'em a little," Rodney ordered, directing her head this way and that, pressing her mouth closer.
Estelle opened her mouth wide and sucked in as much ball as she could handle. As she munched boar's balls, she felt them vibrate like turbines; The boar snorted, shifting restlessly, his hooves kicking up dust.
Estelle's face dripped sweat. The sun felt like acid on her back. Robby fucked his rock-hard prick in her cunt, jolting her ass each time he slammed in.
"OK, now kiss his ass," Rodney ordered, just hope he doesn't decide to shit." He yanked her: face up, gripping her by the hair.
Estelle's nose and lips nestled against the quivering asspucker of the snorting boar. She kissed it.
"Now lick it."
She licked it, trying not to breathe. "Now shove your tongue inside it." Rodney pulled her hair so hard that her eyes watered. "Lick out his shithole!"
Estelle shoved her tongue up the boar's ass, feeling the pig's tight asspucker suck at her tongue. Wincing, holding her breath, she wiggled her tongue inside the snorting boar. The hot folds in side his shithole quivered from the stimulation of her twisting, probing tongue. The boar grunted excitedly, hoofing around and humping his chunky loins. Estelle could hardly keep her tongue inside him. Her chin bounced against his enormous spongy balls.
Rodney yanked her away by the hair. "OK, that's enough. Now get under him and suck his prick." He shoved her down onto her elbows in the dust, forced her to crawl under the grunting pig.
Robby shuffled along behind her on his knees, keeping his hard cock in her cunt, hardly missing a stroke. She had to get down so low that her tits hung in the dust so she could suck the boar's prick. At the same time, she had to keep her back arched and her ass high so Robby could fuck her from behind.
The boar's cock stood out of its sheath, dripping and quivering, resembling a corkscrew-shaped worm. Its color was a dark shade of pink, and its musky odor strangely excited Estelle. She felt she should hold her nose, but at the same time she found herself sniffing the pig's cock as if his prick were some exotic flower. The cock moved as if alive, screwing back into its sheath partially, then screwing back out. Estelle realized she was frowning as she watched the strange sex organ of the boar, frowning with both disgust and fascination.
Rodney got down beside her and shoved his face near hers. "Let's see you eat it." He was breathless. "Come on, suck the hot pig-prick."
Estelle's heart throbbed. She was becoming excited. She moved her lips close to the pig-cock and felt its steamy heat. The prick jerked and squirmed against her lips.
"Suck it!" Rodney said. He reached under her and rolled her nipple between his fingernails. Whimpering with pain and excitement, Estelle let the boar's cock slide into her mouth. The boar grunted, snorted, humped. His prick cork-screwed in her mouth, its hot tip tickling her tonsils. Estelle tightened her cheeks and sucked on the slippery cock. Her mouth prickled inside, fucked by the boar. Behind her, Robby began a steady and intense fuck rhythm, fucking his cock in and out of her cunt in a way that caused her toes to curl and her ass to throb with pleasure.
"Wow!" Rodney said. "Wow, she's really sucking it! She likes it-I can tell. She wants to suck the pig-cum out of that hot prick."
You bastard! she thought. Oooh, I wanna kill you! But those thoughts were in the back of her mind. Her head was spinning now with too much excitement to dwell on them. She found herself bobbing her head, twirling her tongue, sucking the pig's cock in an effort to make him come. She realized that she was hungry for the jism of this grunting boar. She rubbed her tongue all over the pistoning, cork-screwing pig-cock.
Come on, big boy, feed Estelle! I wanna see what your pig tastes like, she thought.
The boar grunted, danced, snorted, humped. Estelle munched, sucked, licked. Rodney stuffed the end of one of her tits into his hot mouth and gnawed her tingling nipple. Robby clawed her ass as he fucked her seething cunt. She felt fuck-juice leaking out of her cunt and dribbling down her legs. She hadn't juiced like this in years.
Robby grunted louder than the boar. His hard cock flexed inside her pussy and exploded with orgasm. His hot adolescent jism squirted deep into her cunt, spearing the sensitive flesh at the pit of her pussy. At the same moment, Rodney almost bit off her throbbing nipple.
Orgasm overwhelmed her. She chewed the pig's prick as if his cock were a stick of wood. She felt the orgasmic sensations in the core of her body. Her ass throbbed. Her crotch exploded again and again as the spurting youth fucked her with his prick. She sucked the pig's cock down to the sheath.
The boar came, shot hot streams of pig-cum down her throat. His chunky flanks shivered rhythmically with the spasms of his orgasm. His prick became like a hot corkscrew in her mouth, twisting this way and that against her tongue and cheeks, jabbing at the roof of her mouth, fucking at her tonsils as he spurted his sticky jism. Pig-cum dripped from her tonsils, trickled down her throat, filled her mouth and dribbled out. The taste was pungently alkaline, surprisingly much like the taste of human cum, only much stronger.
Robby fucked his prick in her cunt until he'd squeezed out all his cum. As he pulled out, Estelle's cunt contracted spontaneously, sucking at his prick. His cock disengaged from her cunt with an audible sucking sound. The boy rubbed his cum plastered, juice-lubricated prick up and down Estelle's asscrack.
"That felt good," Robby said. "Her cunt went crazy."
The pig-cock retreated into its sheath within seconds after his prick had stopped squirting and the boar's flanks had stopped shivering. Estelle swallowed, licked the cum off her lips, swallowed again. She wanted to collapse right there. She felt all used up.
Rodney stood up and pulled her away from the boar.
She tried to climb to her feet, but Rodney pushed her back down onto her hands and knees.
"Stay just like that," Rodney said, descending onto his knees behind her. "Now its my turn to fuck this sexy ass of yours."
Robby walked over and sat down in front of her to watch his brother fuck her from behind. He pulled his knees up to his chest and wrapped his arms around them. His softened prick curled heavily over his brown balls and its head rested in the dust. Behind him, the enormous boar, its head still leashed, half hung itself as it collapsed on its side with a satisfied grunt. It closed its beady eyes and began to snore immediately, its floppy ears flicking away flies.
Rodney mounted her. He fucked his hard cock into her cunt in one quick thrust. Luckily her pussy was well lubricated with Robby's cum, and her cunt was still slightly loose from the fucking Robby had just given it.
"Jesus!" Rodney said, fucking his prick inside her. "This is like fucking into a tub of butter. You really filled her up, brother."
Robby pushed the heavy yellow hair out of his eyes. "She was juicy as hell to begin with."
Rodney fucked her for a minute or two, then uncorked his cock from her. He rubbed the dripping cock up and down her asscrack, then twisted a finger into her asspucker.
Estelle gasped. She closed her eyes, knowing full well what the filthy boy was going to do to her. As Rodney twisted his finger inside her asshole, Estelle sucked deep breaths, trying to relax. She'd never been ass-fucked, although she'd ass-fucked Wanda with a dildo many times. Wanda claimed that if she breathed deeply and relaxed, getting a cock up the ass was as pleasurable as taking one up the cunt, sometimes even more so.
Rodney dipped his fingers into her cunt, lubricating them, then greased her asspucker with the cum and cunt-lube. He did this a few more times, then fucked his prick up her cunt again and pulled out immediately.
"I'm gonna fuck your shithole," he said. "So hold on."
Estelle braced herself, digging fingers and toes into the warm dust of the pig pen. She tried to relax the muscles in her loins, especially those of her ass.
Rodney pressed the throbbing knob of his prick against her asspucker. The tight rings at her ass en trance stretched, her asshole opening. The knob of Rodney's cock fucked into her ass.
"Uh!" she grunted. "Oh, God!"
Robby lifted his brown foot and tweaked her lips with his dirty toes. "Here, suck on these."
She took his filthy toes into her mouth and chewed on them while his brother fucked his cock farther into her aching shithole. The toes in her mouth distracted her attention from her asshole enough to allow her to relax. Rodney's prick slid all the way into her, his cockhead throbbing in the pit of her belly, his bloated balls mashed against her naked crotch, his blond pubic hairs tickling her asscrack. Her asspucker was stretched wider than it had ever been stretched before. She felt stuffed with hot throbbing cockmeat. Despite the achingly tight feeling in her asshole, she enjoyed the sensations pulsating outward from the pit of her pussy.
Robby wiggled his dirty toes in her mouth. His flaccid prick became engorged with blood again and raised its fat cockhead out of the dust and sprang once more to a full erection, the dusty prickhead tapping the boy's lean abdomen. The boy stroked his cock while he watched his brother fuck Estelle's shithole and while he watched Estelle eat his own toes.
Rodney's greased prick fucked easily in Estelle's asshole. Within a minute after he began humping, he was fucking her hard and quick, zipping his long cock out of her all the way, then fucking back into her gaping asshole as her ass closed around his cock and sucked him in. He yanked out, nearly pulling the guts out of her. He fucked in, causing her ass to explode with hot prickles. Out-in. Out-in. Fuck, fuck, fuck.
Estelle's ass rotated automatically, screwing itself on the boy's tusk like cock. Strangely, she felt the fucking sensations not only in her asshole, but in her cunt as well. She banged her ass back, humping as the boy fucked her. The hot feelings mounted in her loins.
Why had she never ass-fucked a cock before? Damn it, she'd been missing out on a great feeling.
She gnawed on Robby's hot toes, watched Robby beat his big purple-headed cock, wriggled her body, her tits flapping, churned her ass, crazy to feel Rodney squirt his hot jism up her shithole, crazy to feel the sensations of orgasm burst through her loins once again.
The boar opened one eye and watched her. She could still taste the pig-cum in her mouth, and the thought of what she'd done to the huge boar excited her. She'd chewed his big bristly balls, she'd licked out his asshole, she'd sucked off his corkscrew cock. The lazy old boar began to piss. A long stream of yellow pig-urine pelted the dust as the boar lay on his side grunting. Some of the piss spurted onto the boar's own belly.
How gross! Estelle thought. Oh, how fucking gross. And she laughed inside, imagining herself in this pig pen with this old boar and sucking us cock and letting him fuck her and letting him piss on her. How absolutely vile! she thought. Estelle, you're becoming an old sow! The thought excited her so that it caused her to orgasm.
She whined, drooling, her mouth stuffed with all of Robby's toes and half his foot. Her ass contracted convulsively, clamping down hard around Rodney's fucking prick.
"Wowwwww!" Rodney wailed. "Ohhhhhhhh, wowwwwwwww!" His cock jumped and quivered inside her, spurting jism into the depths of her sucking asshole.
Fuck me! she screamed in her mind. Screw me! Creamy my shithole! Fuck my ass apart! God, it feels good!
She chewed Robby's toes, licking between them, licking under the toenails and trying get at the dirt. Such filthy big toes on such a filthy young boy-but, oh, they tasted so good, they were so exciting!
Rodney's squirting jism hurtled up her spasming shithole.
Next to the pen fence, the old boar sniffed the air and grunted. His wet cock screwed out of its sheath and quivered in the sunshine.
Estelle felt her eyes rolling. She was drunk on her feelings, drunk on lust. If she could do it without getting crushed to death in the attempt, she'd fuck that old boar.
CHAPTER TEN
"It's so big!" Wanda said. "I never knew horses had such big cocks." She watched the black stallion's enormous prick retract into its sheath. "What happened to it?"
"It went back inside," Nelson said. He stroked her bare ass, rubbed his middle finger up and down her asscrack. Then he wrapped his arm around her again and pulled her tight next to him. Turning their heads to the side, they kissed, tongues probing each other's mouths.
They stood in the dusty corral, bare toes wiggling in the sun-heated dirt, a hay-scented wind swirling up under their arms and crotches. The sun breathed on them, turning their dark tans darker, baking their naked flesh and making them sweat. They broke their kiss at last.
"Whew! You're some kisser!" Wanda caressed Nelson's perfectly square pectoral muscles, rippled her fingers down over the ridges of his rectangular abdominals. His cock hung over his large balls, half-hard now. She pushed her fingers into the boy's curly red public bush and scratched gently. His cock hardened, twitching upward, straightening.
She bent forward and kissed the purplish prick-knob. She straightened herself and smiled at him.
"I love your cock. It's the biggest cock I've ever seen."
The boy grinned. "You just saw one bigger right there." He nodded toward the horse. "Blacky's prick is three or four times the size of mine."
She twanged his prick, watching his cock wag and bob as if connected to a spring. "That doesn't count," she said. "He's a horse. You're a boy. And you've got the biggest cock I've even seen on a boy.' Or on a man, she thought.
"Did you ever play with a horse's prick?" the boy asked.
"Of course not. I'm a girl, not a mare. You're really into animals, aren't you, lover boy?"
The boy flushed. "Not until this afternoon." He blushed deeper.
Wanda enjoyed teasing the boy. She realized now that she had nothing to fear either from him or from his two blond buddies. In fact, being kidnapped like this was the most exciting thing that had ever happened to her.
The boy blushed purple, but he was also beginning to grin.
Wanda toyed with his small brown nipples.
She looked at the boy's horse, who stood there silently looking back at her. "Care if I have a little fun with your horse?"
Nelson shoved his hand down her asscrack and rubbed some fingers against her crotch. "No," he said. "Do what you want." He fucked a finger up her cunt, then withdrew it.
Wanda giggled and approached the horse.
She stroked the stallion's silky black forehead. His huge brown eyes gazed at her, making her fall in love with him instantly.
Girls had told her about how they were crazy for horses, about how they fell in love with horses in the same way they fell in love with boys, and now she could see why. The stallion's sheepish brown eyes melted her inside. She felt warm between her legs. She wished she could fuck this wonderful black stallion. She moved along its side, stroking its muscular flanks.
Under the stallion's tail, she found his silky black ball-sack. The stallion's huge balls vibrated in her hand as she squeezed and caressed them one at a time. She pressed her nose up close and kissed the huge black balls. She surrounded one of his balls with her teeth and chewed it very gently. Blacky snorted, starting to shift around.
"His prick's out again," Nelson announced. "It always comes out right away when you rub his nuts."
Wanda almost came when she first spotted the arm-long prick that hung naked and throbbing under the stallion's belly. It was two beautiful feet of pure hard cock. She fell on her knees under the stallion and embraced his naked prick. The huge cock squirmed in her arms, rubbed at her belly and between her tits. His prick was hot and so naked!
Blacky snorted, kicking up hot dust as he shifted restlessly in the corral.
"Oh, you beautiful stud!" Wanda whispered. She rubbed her cheek up and down the length of the stallion's cock, feeling its silky hotness. Her fingers trailed up and down the long horse-cock, caressing and scratching his prick gently. The cock head throbbed against her navel, burning into her smooth belly-flesh.
She sat in the hot dust, held the horse-prick in two trembling hands and brought the end of his cock to her mouth. She could have inserted her finger into the gaping piss-slit, but instead she inserted her tongue, screwing her pointed tongue into the cockhead at least an inch. The horse's prick was incredibly hot inside. The enormous cock quivered. Wanda fastened her mouth over the end of the throbbing cock-knob and started sucking.
Blacky whinnied, rising up on his hind legs, lifting his front hooves off the hard ground a few feet before settling back down.
"Whoa, boy!" Nelson said, catching the horse's reins near his bit. "Settle down. Wanda's gonna make you feel real good." He stroked the horse's neck. Nelson giggled and pulled the horse's head back up. The horse licked Nelson's downy brown cheek.
Wanda, having watched all this while sucking the horse's prickhead, left off sucking and caught her breath. She turned back to her cocksucking. Blacky's prick quivered. Suddenly it flexed, snapping up hard against the stallion's firm under side and whopping his belly audibly. Wanda had lost hold of it as it suddenly jerked, and now she tried to catch the slippery snakelike cock again. She imagined getting fucked by this big prick, imagined his cock lifting her up and beating her naked body against the black underside of the horse as if she weighed nothing. She managed to catch the prick again, and she gripped his cock tight while she started licking the underside of the prick-knob. Blacky whinnied again, but Nelson controlled him.
"You better bring him off quick," Nelson said. "He's s to get a little wild. I think he thinks you're a mare. I think he wants to fuck you."
Wanda's cunt and asshole contracted with an aching lust. "I want him to fuck me. God, Nelson, I've just gotta feel his cock inside me!"
"No way!" Nelson said. "You could get killed."
"Not if you held him."
"No way!"
Wanda got up from under the horse. She stroked Nelson's cheek, trailed her fingers down his brown, muscled front, gently stimulated the hard length of his prick with her fingernails.
"I never had a boyfriend who refused me what I wanted," she said. She tilted her head and let him kiss her, darting her tongue into his mouth before pulling away. At the same time, she tickled him under the balls. "How about it, boyfriend?"
Nelson frowned. "Boyfriend?"
"Of course," Wanda said, thumbing the sensitive underside of his prickhead. "Unless you won't let me do things I want."
His dick jerked. "OK," he said. "But if you get killed-He shook his head. "Christ!"
They led Blacky over to the corral fence, and Nelson tied him securely to a sturdy fence post.
"He'll either have to break his reins or rip the post out of the ground to rear up," Nelson said. "But I'll hold him by the bit just in case."
Next Nelson climbed out of the corral and got two hay bales from a small pile of bales near the side of the equipment shed. He held the bales by their yellow twine and dragged them toward the corral, dust rising behind him. He tossed the bales over the corral fence, then climbed over himself. Within seconds, he'd positioned the bales side by side under Blacky's belly.
Wanda didn't have to be told what to do next. She crawled onto the platform of bales, hugged Blacky's throbbing prick and kissed his cock, then turned her ass to the prick, positioning herself on her hands and knees. Blacky's hot cock pounded her ass like a night stick of solid rubber. Wanda thought of the double dildo she and Estelle had fucked together last night. Blacky's prick was just as long, slightly thicker, and hot besides, hot and alive.
"Put it in me," she said to Nelson. "Help Blacky shove it into my cunt."
The horse danced, his cock flexing. He snorted and whinnied.
"He thinks you're a mare. No doubt about it," Nelson said. He caught the stallion's enormous cock and directed the dripping end against Wanda's upturned crotch.
Wanda, bracing her upper body by pressing her head against the hay bales, reached behind her ass and tugged apart her hot cunt slabs, stretching them as if they were rubber, opening herself as wide as possible to receive the enormous cock of the restless stallion.
The horse-prick slipped inside her a few inches, the fat knob stretching her cunt slabs to near tearing.
Wanda grunted, gasped. "Oh, Christ!"
"Can you take it?" Nelson asked.
"Yes." She took a deep breath and let it out slowly. She wondered if this is what having a baby was like. "Shove it in farther."
Nelson guided Blacky's arm-thick prick three more inches into her. The head was completely inside her pussy now, stretching her cunt mercilessly.
Her breathing came in panting gasps. She chewed her fist.
"Should I pull it out?" Nelson sounded concerned.
"No," she grunted. "Hold his head now. Let him fuck me."
The moment Nelson released the stallion's quivering cock; Wanda felt herself lifted off the hay bales, lifted by the strength of the magnificent horse-prick, lifted and waved in the air for a few seconds as if she were a toy doll. Then she hit the bales again, she immediately hooked her fingers and toes under the rough twine that held the bales together, anchoring herself for the horse's fucking assault on her lithe eighteen-year-old cunt.
The horse snorted and began to fuck her. His cock fucked into her pussy a full nine inches, maybe a foot. She jerked forward, gasping, imagining the hard prick bursting through the end of her cunt-chamber and slicing up through her abdomen and chest to come out of her mouth. She knew she'd have to move skillfully with the horse, to allow only half his cock to penetrate her pussy. A foot of it was all she could take. She gripped the twine with fingers and toes and responded to the stallion's second thrust by leaning forward, allowing him to fuck her only as deeply as she could stand.
"Hold his hind legs instead of his head," she gasped to Nelson. "Don't let him get his hind legs any closer to me."
Nelson got behind the horse and grasped its muscular horse-thighs in two big farmboy hands. "I got him, Wanda. Hope you're all right. Jesus, you look sexy with that horse-dick fucking your cunt."
Wanda wished she could see the horse-prick buried in her cunt herself. She tried to imagine her slender nude body impaled on the throbbing cock of the black stallion, and the vision in her mind's eye of herself being fucked by the two-foot prick of the lusty horse excited her so much that her cunt juice bubbled out around the stallion's fucking cock, lubricating his prick for an easier fuck, and trickled down her inner thighs in hot thrilling streams.
"Ohh, fuck me!" she muttered, her teeth clenched, her cunt strained with the enormous cock meat of the snorting animal. She rotated her ass, getting the big prick to fuck inside her. "Ohhh, fuck me, fuck me!"
The stallion snorted as if he understood her every word. His muscular flanks shivered above her. His warm belly fur stroked her back. He fucked with quick, jerky movements, his prick fucking in and out of Wanda's cunt six to nine inches at a time. Wanda's clit pressed into the shaft of the fucking horse-prick and was rubbed back and forth vigorously with every fuck-thrust of the horse's gigantic hot cock. Her clit felt like a nipple that was being licked and sucked by a mercilessly hungry boy.
She groaned, going out of her mind with the intense sensations.
"Ohh, God, Goddddd!" She arched her back, thrust her tits forward, twisted the back of her blond head against the black heaving belly of the fucking horse. She turned her ass up high, letting the horse-prick fuck into her every last possible inch. Her cunt stretched even wider. She thought she was going to rupture inside. She panted, shivering all over, flushed with hot and cold alternately. The hot August wind gusted, blowing dust in her eyes and caressing her naked underside like a lusty paw.
Blacky danced, tried to rear up, whinnied, tried to rear up again.
"Easy, boy!" Nelson shouted. "Easy! Christ, I don't know how much longer I can hold him!"
Blacky snorted, loins humping like a steam- driven motor, cock fucking like a well-lubricated piston. Fuck juice streamed down Wanda's inner thighs. The tissues of her cunt sizzled from the quick-fucking horse-cock.
She whined loudly. "Ohhhh, uhhhhhh!"
She gyrated her throbbing ass, fucking, fucking, fucking the skewering horse-prick. Her tits flapped. She banged the back of her head against the horse's ribcage. Her blond hair flew like a shaken dust mop.
"Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!" She jerked. writhed, fucked.
Blacky whinnied, his forehooves repeatedly leaving the ground an inch or two as he tried again and again to rear. His abdomen shivered against Wanda's back, giving her chills. His cock flexed, lifting her, shaking her.
Wanda clung to the strands of twine, her body vibrating as the stallion's enormous prick vibrated inside her.
The stallion exploded into her, his scalding cum spearing the depths of her cunt like hot water from a fire hose. The horse whinnied as if mad, spurting again and again.
Wanda shuddered with each explosion of the stallion's cum, shuddered from the force of the explosion and from the intense vibrations that shook the horse's cock. The gigantic cock had become a spastically humming vibrator, a vibrator that shook Wanda's body right down to her bones. She could feel her clenched teeth buzzing as if being drilled by a dentist. Her eyes rolled back, wobbling in her head. Her cunt began to writhe with spasms of its own.
"Eeeeeeeeeh!" she whined. "Oh, God!" She clenched her eyes shut, clenched her teeth together, clawed the hay bales with fingers and toes. I'm gonna faint, she told herself. Oh, God, it hurts so good, feels so good I'm gonna faint. The last sounds she heard were Blacky whinnying, and Blacky's spurting cock squishing heavily in her spasming cunt.
I'm being fucked by a horse, she thought, and she sank into blissful darkness.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
The twins were crazy, absolutely crazy. She hated their guts. She'd get even with them if it was the last thing she ever did. But right now she had to keep playing their game, had to keep playing along with them-or they'd kill her. They'd kill her for sure.
They had her in the stable now, had her tied up like a slavegirl, hands stretched above her head, hay-bale twine cutting into her wrists, which were tied to one of the rough boards of the stall wall against which she sat. At least she had straw under her ass. She twisted a few times, tried to break loose, but the twine only cut into her wrists deeper, so she sat still.
She was dying for a drink of water. The sun scourged her through the open stable doorway. The dry wind leeched the sweat off her nude flesh within seconds after it had beaded up out of her skin.
"I'm thirsty," she said, her throat clawed with dryness, her words hardly audible.
Rodney looked at her, interrupting his work, then searched the stable with his eyes. His heavy cock flopped as he leapt over a hay bale on the opposite side of the donkey from Estelle. He disappeared into another animal stall, then reappeared, a galvanized metal bucket hanging from his white-knuckled hand.
Estelle couldn't take her eyes off his dangling prick as he padded into her stall. The cock was soft now, but still long and meaty, its head shiny with dried cum and the dried juices from her asshole. Estelle's asshole contracted with the memory of what that big cock had done to her.
The boy squatted next to her and pressed the rim of the bucket to her lips. It tasted of metal.
She twisted her head away. "You expect me to drink that slop?" She forced the words out with effort, hurting her throat, using up what little energy she had left. She still had some self-respect.
"For somebody who likes to drink pig-cum and dog-cum, you sure are choosy," Rodney said. "Drink this or drink nothing. I know water isn't what you highness is used to, but it'll have to be good enough. So what if dogs and goats and donkeys have been drinking out of the same bucket?" He smirked, then pressed the rim of the bucket between her lips and dumped.
Estelle gasped as the cold water gushed down her neck and belly and tits, gasped as it ran down between her legs. She choked on the sudden flood of water into her throat, swallowing it in self- defense. The bucket emptied in five seconds, and Estelle's revived throat thirsted for the water that had spilled.
Rodney tossed the bucket aside and went back to work.
Estelle panted from the shock of her sudden cold bath. The wind rushed in through the open door, swirling up dust and washing over Estelle's wet front. She shivered for a few moments before the wind licked the water off her and the sun resumed its roasting of her. Her strength slightly revived, she turned her attention to the industrious twins.
They'd rigged out the passive, hay-chewing donkey with a leather halter. Now they were tying two heavy roped to two thick steel rings at the top of the halter. They yanked on the ropes, making sure their knots were secure, then tossed the two ropes over the massive wooden beam that held up the loft above the lower stable.
"OK," Rodney said. "Now the bales." They forced the donkey backward, half out of its stall. The donkey moved slowly and passively, chewing on his hay and acting as if nothing out of the ordinary was happening. The animal paid no attention to Estelle, whom he'd almost stepped on in his backing up. She sat at the side of him now, near his midsection, to look up underneath urn. She glanced at the sheath of his cock, purely out of curiosity. The animal's prick snaked out of its hairy sheath as if Estelle's probing eyes had fingertips attached to them and were puffing the big cock out by its fat gray head. The enormous prick came out slowly, eased toward the floor like an endless turd out of an asshole, and finally hung there twitching.
Estelle swallowed, frightened by the menacing size of the donkey-dick. But his prick fascinated her as well. After checking to see that the twins weren't watching, she extended her leg and felt the donkey prick with her big toe. The big organ was hot, rubbery. Its touch sent tingles up her leg. The hot prick jerked, stiffened, quivered as she stroked the cock with her toe. The donkey grunted, and Estelle withdrew her foot in panic. The last thing in the world she wanted was for the twins to discover her toying with the donkey's prick.
The twins, their thick blond forelocks perpetually covering their eyes, hoisted two last hay bales on top of the others they'd pulled up, and stood back to look at the platform of bales they'd constructed. It stood four bales square and two high. They nodded to each other as if satisfied, but Estelle wondered how either of them could see anything through all that maddening hair. The first thing she was going to do in exacting her revenge would be to shave both of them completely bald.
"That oughta hold him," Robby said.
"Easily," Rodney said, throwing one rope to Robby and tightening his hands on the other.
They pulled on their ropes. The ropes tightened over the overhead beam, yanked on the donkey's halter, and strained tight as the boys hauled on them, their young muscles writhing.
The donkey stood there, cock nearly brushing the floor, chewing on a fresh mouthful of hay. As the ropes tugged at his halter, attempting to pull his front end off the ground, the donkey remained calm and unmoving.
The two boys let go of their ropes, rubbing their palms together.
"Whew!" Robby said. "I don't think we can lift him. Maybe we better get Nelson."
"Naw," Rodney said. "We don't wanna interrupt his fun."
"Then what're we gonna do?"
Rodney scratched his blond head. "Well, if we can't lift him, he'll have to get up there by himself." "How'er we gonna get him to do that?"
Rodney scratched his head, scratched it some more, glanced at Estelle, then grinned. "Here's how." He ducked under the donkey and squatted in front of Estelle. The donkey's prick caught his eye. "Hey, Robby, look at this. He must smell her." The big cock jerked.
Both boys laughed.
Rodney smirked at Estelle. She felt like ramming her heel into his upturned nose.
"Spread your legs," he said.
She spread, openng her cunt to the boy.
He reached down and rammed three fingers up her cunt, then pulled them out dripping. "Wow, she's hot and juicy!" He scrambled back under the donkey and stood up on the other side. Then he climbed up on the hay bales and jumped over the wooden-walled end of the stall.
"What're you up to?" Robby asked.
"This," Rodney said. He leaned back over the wall of the stall and held out his three dripping fingers to the donkey.
The donkey's nose went up and he tried to lick the fingers.
Rodney pulled his hand back, teasing the donkey with the scent of Estelle's cunt. The donkey ambled forward, nostrils sniffing, tongue hanging, hay straws sticking to its jaws. When it reached the platform of bales, it hesitated for a moment, then reared up easily and plopped its front hooves on the platform. When the animal had maneuvered its hooves to the back of the platform, Rodney allowed it to lick the cuntjuice from his fingers.
"Now pull the ropes tight and secure him," Rodney said excitedly.
The words weren't half out of Rodney's mouth when Robby grabbed the first rope, yanked it tight, then wrapped the free end of it around one of the corner posts of the stall and quickly tied a knot. The donkey stood on the bales with his forehooves, slurping at Rodney's fingers, while Robby performed the same maneuver with the second rope, leaving the donkey bound with his front hooves up and his back hooves still anchored to the floor.
"Done!" Robby shouted. And Rodney whooped and ran around a few stalls until he came panting back into the stall with Estelle, his brother and the donkey.
The donkey grunted a few times, tried to climb down, then tugged some hay out of one of the bales under his front hooves and began to chew, apparently resigned to his new stance.
The twins shook hands, grinning. Their pricks stiffened simultaneously and flipped up. They each untied one of Estelle's wrists. Estelle moaned as they yanked her forward and dragged her under the donkey. They shoved her onto the hay-bale plat form from the waist up. Her tits squashed against the rough bales. She gripped the donkey's forelegs near his hooves. She wanted to anchor herself, and she didn't want the donkey dancing on her with his front hooves.
She knew exactly what was going to happen. The boys were going to let the donkey fuck her, and there was nothing she could do about it. It was disgusting, but it was going to happen. What could she do? What could she possibly do?
Her ass turned up spontaneously as her back arched. She spread her legs, digging her toes into the 'dirt under the straw bedding of the stall. She thought of the long naked donkey prick that she had stroked with her toe, thought about the way his cock had jumped with excitement, remembered the way an electric sensation had pricked her toe and had shot up her leg as she had touched her toe to the hot cockhead of the rubbery donkey cock. And now that big exciting cock was going to fuck her. It was crazy, disgusting. She would fight against this degradation if she could, if it were at all possible. But there was no way. Those filthy little boys were forcing her. Her cuntjuice bubbled out of her pussy and gushed down her inner thighs. Her naked ass throbbed.
"Do it," she told the boys. "Shove it in me. Get this over with." Her body trembled as she anticipated getting fucked by the beast bridged over her. His cock had to be at least three feet long. And his prick was so hot. The heat would fry her cunt inside. Oh, God! Fuck me, she wanted to scream, but she bit her tongue. She didn't want to give the boys the impression that she was excited-because she wasn't excited. Not really. It was just fear that was causing her to tremble, fear that was squeezing the hot fuck-juices out of her cunt. She gyrated her ass. Oh, God, shove it in me! Shove it in me! She chewed her tongue, holding the words inside her.
She looked back over her shoulder to see the two boys squatting, one on each side of the long donkey prick, their own big pricks twitching vertically and tapping their muscled brown abdomens. They lifted the huge donkey' prick together, as if it weighed more than one of them could handle, and they leered at Estelle as they rubbed its enormous hot knob up and down her spread crotch. The donkey suddenly brayed and fucked his cock forward. Estelle watched with almost detached fascination as the enormous prick imbedded its head in her upturned cunt.
"Christ!" the boys gasped in unison. For once their forelocks were brushed aside, and Estelle watched their shiny brown eyes double in size and nearly pop out of their skulls. They let go of the donkey prick and moved back, away from the donkey's quivering cock.
The donkey brayed again, his loins jerking. His cock slipped a foot up Estelle's cunt.
"Jesus Christ!" Estelle gasped. "Oh, shit!" She had been so fascinated, so shocked, to see the enormous prick bury a third of itself inside her pussy that the sensation of the gigantic cock inside her cunt took a fraction of a second to register, but when it did, when she felt herself nearly splitting in half, she turned her head forward and shoved her mouth into the hay bale as she cursed. "Goddamn!"
"Look at her juice!" one of the twins said.
"Holy shit!" said the other.
And Estelle could feel the hot juice dripping and squirting out of her as the donkey fucked his cock in her painfully tight cunt. She thought she was going to die. Her sex tissues had never been stretched like this. The boys might as well have shoved a fist inside her.
She arched her back, jerked her head up against the donkey's ribcage. "Oh, God!" she gasped. "Help me!"
The donkey brayed, his flanks quivering, his - loins jerking back and forth. Despite the tight fit of his cock in Estelle's cunt, Estelle oozed so much fuck-lube that the donkey's cock slid easily inside her, and Estelle began to feel the sex sensations of hard tight fucking. She discovered herself churning her ass, screwing her cunt on the donkey's cock. Her loins seethed inside, the sensations spiraling through her loins and driving her crazy. She found herself whining like an animal, found herself drooling.
Oh, God, it felt good! She had never felt anything like this. This was fucking. This was real fucking. Why hadn't she been doing this all her life?
Her orgasm welled up out of nowhere, swept through her loins, shot up her spine and down her legs. Her ass shuddered spastically. She grunted, grunted, grunted.
"I'm coming!" she whined. "Oh, I'm coming!" The two boys muttered excitedly, but in her frenzy of pleasure, Estelle failed to understand them. She clung to the donkey's forelegs, dug her tingling toes into the straw and dirt and writhed, rotating her spasming ass, screwing her contracting cunt on the fucking donkey prick.
Suddenly, she felt as if her insides had been ripped out of her. Her cunt gaped open, contracting with the last of her orgasm as the wind fluted across her pussy opening and rushed inside. She groaned with disappointment, gazed over her shoulder, watched blurry-eyed as the blond twins struggled with the dick they's riped out of her cunt. They appeared to be fighting to control a mad cobra. The dripping donkey cock jerked and flexed and slithered through their groping hands. What in God's name were they doing? Trying to jerk the donkey off on her ass?
She found out the answer to her questions within seconds. The boys gained control of the thrusting prick and directed his cock against her asshole.
"God, no!" she gasped.
But the donkey's prickhead lodged itself in her asshole as easily as if her ass had been her cunt. Her asshole was apparently relaxed and partially open due to her orgasm, the last flickers of which were still prickling inside her, and the donkey prick slipped up her shithole like a greased finger. She watched over her shoulder as at least ten inches of hard donkey cock fucked into her ass.
The boys released the huge cock and moved back, sitting on their heels, beating their own jumping pricks. The donkey cock fucked her asshole with the same rhythm that his prick had fucked her cunt.
She felt as if she were shitting out a massive turd. She felt first a great tension in her cunt as the donkey cock plunged in, then felt a wonderful relief of the tension as the prick slid out. Tension, relief. In, out. Happening so fast that she ached and sizzled inside. Happening so fast that she felt both tension and relief simultaneously. She glanced over her shoulder to see the huge gleaming donkey prick fucking in and out of her asshole, and she could hardly believe her eyes.
She relaxed, lay on the scratchy hay bales and let the donkey fuck the shit out of her asshole. The deeper and harder the donkey fucked, the more Estelle relaxed. The pleasure increased the more she opened herself up to the hard-fucking donkey. He snorted and grunted and brayed, his enormous flanks quivering, his cock vibrating and flexing as he fucked her. Estelle felt herself lifted by the jumping donkey cock and had to stifle a giggle.
She couldn't believe the sensations, couldn't believe how excited she was. Ass-fucked by a donkey. Unbelievable! How absolutely filthy and degrading! But how exciting! God, how exciting! She couldn't deny her true feelings any longer.
Her loins prickled inside with a billion tiny knots of sex tension. She was fast building to another orgasm. She felt the hot sensations in her cunt as well as in her fucked asshole. Cuntjuice dibbled out of her pussy and streamed hotly down the insides of her thighs.
The twins sidled close to her and stroked her juice-slick inner thighs, stroked with long massaging movements of their hands from her crotch to her knees, from her knees to her crotch. The pinched and kneaded her inflamed cunt slabs, tugged on her black cunt-hair, stretched and snapped her pussylips as if her cuntlips were rubber. One of them got hold of her cut and tweaked it with his thumb until she shrieked from the intensity of the sensations he was causing.
"Oh, God, please!" she moaned. "Oh, God, God!"
The donkey's cock contracted, vibrated as if electrically charged. The snorting beast brayed as if her were being whipped.
"He's coming!" one of the twins yelled. The donkey exploded his cum into Estelle's asshole.
Estelle jerked from the force of the scalding donkey-cum as it burst into her.
The donkey shot again, then again, hee-hawing nonstop. His enormous prick had stopped its long fucking movements, and now his cock fucked in and out a few inches at a time, shuddering and spurting. The donkey brayed as if in pain.
Estelle's heart banged her breastbone. She felt her own orgasm winding up to explode, felt her loins tightening like a clock spring. The donkey shot into her again. She lay still, letting her orgasm come on slowly. It began in the pit of her asshole. The tip of her spine tingled. All at once her pussy exploded.
She screamed. "Uh! Uh! Uhhhhhhhh! Ohhhhh, Goddd!"
The twins mauled her cunt with their hot paws as she writhed with orgasm. The donkey prick quivered inside her asshole, its spasms subsiding. As the massive prick began to soften, donkey-cum leaked out of Estelle's asshole like hot melted butter, running down over her cunt. The donkey cock suddenly slid out of her, leaving her asshole gaping. Fingers replaced the dick, twisting, jabbing fingers that drove her orgasm on and on before letting it subside.
The boys hauled Estelle out from under the donkey. Rodney threw himself on his back behind the donkey, threw himself into the hot sunshine near the doorway. Robby forced Estelle down on top of Rodney, whose hard male body quivered with tension under her. Her tits mashed against his chest. She smelled his sweat. Somebody-apparently Robby-grabbed Rodney's cock and shoved it into Estelle's cunt. Surprisingly, even after being reamed out by the donkey's cock, her cunt gripped Rodney's cock, tightened around his prick, and prickled with fuck sensations. Robby mounted her ass, driving his cock up her freshly fucked shithole. His cock slid in easily, lubricated by the donkey's still-warm cum.
"Ahhh!" Robby said. "Feels great." He began to fuck instantly.
Rodney started rocking his hips and inching his cock upward.
Robby bore down, fucking his hot cock in Estelle's asshole. It sounded like bare feet stamping grapes. Estelle's shithole seethed donkey-cum as Robby fucked with his hard-fucking prick.
Estelle lay there completely passive. She was a slab of female meat in a human sandwich. All her senses were saturated. Rodney chewed her mouth and she tasted his spit, smelled his hot breath, smelled boy-sweat and donkey-jism and hay. Every inch of her naked body was covered with hot flesh of the two grunting youths. She gazed into Rodney's gleaming brown eyes, felt herself lapsing in a hypnotic trance. The rhythmic fucking of Robby's cock in her asshole, the responsive throbbing of Rodney's cock in her cunt, the thudding of her pulse in her ears, the simultaneous grunting of the boys as they fucked toward orgasm-all these things lulled her into a passive trance. She was all meat, all sensation. She didn't care whether she lay here like this forever, a throbbing pleasure toy for the two boys.
Surprisingly, Rodney spurted first. He grunted, his squashed loins hardly moving, as his prick flexed rhythmically in her cunt and he squirted, causing her to moan from the sudden heat of his fresh cum inside her.
Robby short his first spurt of cum up her ass within a second after Rodney had shot her first up her cunt. Robby gnawed on her neck as he banged his hard belly against her ass and fucked his spurting cock in and out of her shithole.
"Ahhhh, yeahhhh!" he groaned. "Feels so fucking good!"
"Shit, yeahhh!" Rodney responded on the bottom of the flesh pile.
The boys spurted into her in seeming slow motion. Estelle's mind was slowed down. She lay in a blissful fuck-trance between the two grunting youths. Her body and mind seemed to be softening. Tension that had accumulated in her over many years seemed to be melting and flowing out of her. She breathed deeply, moaning. She was aware that she was smiling, and suddenly she giggled. As the boys shot into her simultaneously, she prickled all over the goosebumps.
"Mmmmm!" she moaned. "Mmmmmmm! Mmmmmm! Yes!" She palmed the thick hair out of Rodney's eyes and kissed him deeply, sliding her tongue down his throat. Then she turned her head, craned her neck, and licked Robby's nose. He was still chewing on her neck, his eyes closed. As she licked his nose, his cock contracted inside her ass- hole. At the same moment, Rodney's cock flexed in her cunt.
What disgusting little animals! she thought. How she hated them! Yet, she wondered why she was in love with these two boys who were so disgusting, with these two boys she despised so much! God, she thought. I'm out of my fucking mind!
The flesh pile toppled. Behind them, the donkey chewed on his hay and pissed. Estelle began to laugh uncontrollably. She hadn't felt so good in years.
CHAPTER TWELVE
"I can't explain it? It feels like ice crystals have melted out of my bones. I still think that boys are nothing but animals, but I guess I'm starting to like animals."
"Donkeys and dogs in addition to boys," Wanda said, smirking.
Estelle blushed, then turned up her nose smugly. "Yes, donkeys and dogs. I admit it. And dirty little boys with smelly armpits and throbbing cocks. Shit, who cares? You only live once. I'm done playing cop and reverend. From now on I'm Estelle-girl-loving, boy-loving, beast-loving Estelle. And if the kids want to piss or jack off in the pool-who cares? They have to swim in it. Let their parents teach them manners. I'm done breaking the bones in my hand trying to discipline other people's brats. I'm fed up with being called old witch by nose-thumbing little pricks. Shit, I'd rather fuck them than spank them. I think I've always known that, but I've always kept the knowledge smothered in the pit of my mind."
Wanda grabbed Estelle's hand and started dragging her down the hallway. "OK! OK! I believe you. Christ, you've changed! Maybe the world would be a better place if more people sucked off dogs and fucked donkeys."
They strode into the girls' dressing room, laughing.
"You're crazier than I am," Estelle said.
"I know," Wanda said. "That's why I'm always laughing."
The girls' dressing room was roofless. The warm night air, scented with chlorine, surrounded them as they undressed. The moonlight made their untanned tits and asses look almost phosphorescent. Stripped naked, they embraced and kissed.
Wanda sank to her knees and sucked on Estelle's crotch. Then Estelle squatted as Wanda stood up, and Estelle slurped wetly at Wanda's cuntslit.
Estelle stood up. "We've got the best of two worlds, honey."
The two women went to the toilet to piss. As they sat in adjacent stalls, Wanda said: "I've got a young lover. One of the kids who swims every afternoon."
"What?" Estelle sounded surprised. Wanda told Estelle about her voyeuristic activities each afternoon during the three o'clock rest break. Then she told Estelle about the mystery boy she sucked and fucked daily, about the kid with the long skinny prick.
"You little devil!" Estelle said. "You mean you do it to him right through the hole?"
"Of course." Wanda finished pissing. Suddenly they heard banging. Estelle jumped off the toilet and ran on tiptoe out of the dressing room and down the hallway. The front door vibrated with wild pounding.
"Who's there?" Estelle yelled. "Who do you think?" The question was asked by two voices in unison.
"It's us," said a third voice.
Estelle unlocked the door and let in the three boys. They surrounded her, rubbing their hands all over her naked body. The twins each sucked on one of her tits. Nelson bent over and licked her black-haired muff, getting his tongue between her cuntlips. Estelle nearly toppled over, dizzy from the sensations of the three sucking mouths.
"Hey, you guys," Wanda said, appearing out of the girls' dressing room. "Don't I get a welcome kiss too?"
The three boys left Estelle wobbling like a top that had just stopped spinning, and they pounced on Wanda, the two twins going for her tits and Nelson squatting to suck at her crotch.
"Eeeeh!" Wanda squealed. "Ooooh!" Her toes crossed and her eyes rolled. She hugged Nelson's red head and fucked her hot blond crotch at his mouth. "Mmmm! Oh!"
Estelle broke them up, gently tugging at Nelson's red hair to get his mouth away from Wanda's cunt, then pushing the twins away from Wanda's tits. "Come on, you dirty-minded little pricks. Time to go swimming."
Outside in the moonlight, the pool shined like a blue-tinted mirror, undisturbed by wind. The three boys stripped off their jeans-all the clothing they'd arrived wearing-and they stretched, their lithe bodies rippling with lean muscles. Their three cocks, the two eight-inchers and the one nine incher, aimed straight out from their slender loins, twitching heavily. Estelle and Wanda eyed the three hot pricks, licking their lips and salivating.
Wanda looked at Estelle. "I don't know about you, but I'm gonna suck some cock before I jump in the water."
Estelle sighed. "Well, I thought we should all go swimming before the real party begins, but now I've changed my mind. Christ, look at those three hunks of meat!"
The two girls kneeled on the cool concrete beside the pool and sucked cock.
The boys came to them one at a time. Rodney fed them his cock first, stood with is hands on his hips and watched them as they made love to his virile young body.
Estelle started at Rodney's toes, licking between them, then licked up his legs until her tongue slipped under his nuts and she sucked at his ass. Meanwhile, Wanda caressed his belly with her fingertips and flicked the tip of her tongue up and down the veined shaft of his cock. She concentrated awhile on his prickhead, sliding the wet tip of her tongue under the thick ridge that formed the bell-shaped edge, sucking at the sensitive pleasure strand just under its backside.
Rodney writhed, wiggling his skinny ass, humping his loins.
The two women nibbled at his cock simultaneously. Estelle sucked his prick into her mouth, bobbed her head, brought him nearly off, then gave Wanda a chance to suck on him. Wanda's blonde head bobbed, her waist-long hair sweeping her back.
Rodney rose up and down on his toes, moaning, his head wobbling.
Wanda spit out his cock at the moment his orgasm began and the two women caught his prick- head between their joined lips and each received spurts of his warm jism into their mouths. Thick cum escaped their mouths and leaked down their chins, dripping into their tits. Estelle pumped Rodney's spasming prick in her hand while Wanda massaged his hairless brown balls.
The two women made love to Robby in a different way. As Wanda knelt at his feet and sucked his cock, Estelle squatted behind him and sucked his ass.
Estelle sighed, drunk on the scent of the boy's sweaty asscrack. She licked from bottom to top, tasted his musky sweat, fastened her lips to his asspucker and sucked, got the fleshy rings of the pucker into her mouth and chewed on them, snaked her tongue into the boy's asshole just as she'd tongue-fucked the pig's asshole that after noon.
Robby swayed, his asscheeks quivering like the flanks of the fucking donkey that afternoon. His asshole contracted spastically around Estelle's plunging tongue.
Wanda gurgled, receiving spurts of hot jism down her throat.
"Awww!" Robby groaned, humping his plea sure-filled loins at Wanda's face, wiggling his ass around Estelle's fucking tongue.
Estelle decided that tongue-fucking a boy's ass- hole while he was coming was almost as exciting as sucking his cock. His musky-tasting shithole sucked at her tongue and her mouth filled with thrills.
The girls had saved the best cock for last- Nelson's nine-inch prick. They made love to his cock together, each girl nibbling up and down one side of the big prick, sucking on the throbbing cockhead together, nuzzling the boy's coppery pubic hair together.
Nelson petted their heads as they ate him, digging his fingers under their hair and massaging their scalps, stroking down and rubbing their smooth necks. His monstrous prick hopped around like a fish out of water. The girls giggled, trying to control his cock so they could lick his prick to orgasm.
As the girls squatted in front of Nelson, Robby and Rodney squatted behind the two girls and shoved middle fingers up the girls' dripping cunts. The girls squealed, wiggling their round asses with pleasure as the two boys finger-fucked them. The boys' hot, stiff fingers fucked in and out of the two cunts, and fuck-juice gushed out of the two girls. The boys groped and massaged the girls' cunt juice-slick crotches, pinching and kneading their inflated cunt slabs, catching wriggling cuts between fingers and masturbating the nipple-like girl-buds unmercifully.
The two girls moaned, their hot asses churning. They clung to Nelson's gigantic prick, their wet tongues lapping up and down its length. They kissed the moaning youth's ball-sac, sucked on his egg-sized balls, then went back to nibbling on his cock. As they licked at the purple prickhead, they pumped the cockshaft with hands that only half- surrounded its massive thickness. The silky prickskin slipped back and forth over the rock- hard cockshaft. The girls fastened their lips to the underside of Nelson's cockhead and sucked and licked with audible munching sounds.
"Mmmm!" the girls cooed in unison. "Mmm! Mminmm! Mmmmmmmm!"
Nelson spurted, hot jets of thick white cum squirting past their cheeks and splatting on the concrete six feet away. The women gasped, their hands fumbling frenziedly to gain control of the boy's flexing cock. They caught the hard-contract ing prick, pumping his cock with trembling hands. Cum spurted against their palms, against their faces. They tried to catch the cum in their open mouths, but it was shooting out too fast, and they were each fighting the other to get a mouthful of the flying sex-juice. Nelson grunted, firing repeatedly. Cum dripped from their faces. Cum hung from one of Estelle's dark nipples. The scent of fresh cum saturated the air, heavier even than the scent of chlorine from the pool. Before Nelson's cock had ceased its orgasmic jerking, the cunts of the two finger-fucked women exploded with orgasm.
The women embraced each other as they came, kissing each other, rubbing tits together, licking Nelson's thick cum from each other's face. Hot fuck-juices dribbled out of them. The stiff middle fingers of the two twins fucked in their spasming cunts. Before the women had finished grunting with spastic pleasure, the twins rammed fingers up the women's assholes, and the two female asses shuddered with renewed orgasmic sensations. The women were still embracing, still shivering with the last flickers of orgasm, when Nelson and the twins rolled them into the pool.
The boys jumped in after them. The girls came up screaming. The boys surrounded them, rubbed against them as if they were all mating sea animals. The boys pulled the women under. They all surfaced. Cocks and tits were grabbed. Fingers wormed up cunts and assholes. The five naked young people rolled and writhed in the warm pool a full five minutes before they all slithered out on the concrete deck to bask in the moonlight like sleek seals. They were all panting, all laughing, all exhausted from a long afternoon and a wild evening.
But the evening was just beginning. Nelson's dog suddenly appeared outside the fence surrounding the pool. The Irish setter jumped up on the fence, barking and whining.
"Now how in the hell did he find his way here?" Nelson said.
"By the smell of cunt in the air," Rodney said. "Shut up!" Nelson yelled at the dog. "He's gonna attract attention, and then we'll have half the neighborhood and the cops running over here to see what's up."
"Let him in, darling," Wanda said. She caressed Nelson's shiny wet head.
How could he refuse anything Wanda asked of him? Nelson brought the dog in through the front door and led him through the dressing rooms and out into the pool area. The two women welcomed the setter with hugs. The dog licked their tits.
The women got up on their hands and knees. The dog mounted Estelle first, driving his skinny dick up Estelle's cunt and humping quick, his tongue hanging out, his furry back rounded, his claws sunk into Estelle's smooth flanks.
After half a minute, Nelson pulled the setter off Estelle and threw him on Wanda's wiggling ass. Wanda squealed as the dog fucked his hot prick up her cunt. The dog humped wildly, panting. After a half minute, Nelson dragged him off Wanda and let him fuck Estelle again.
"He's never gonna cum that way," Robby said. "He will eventually," Nelson said. "I just wanna see how long I can make him hold off. I'm sure the girls don't mind."
"Not at all," Wanda said. "As long as he gets to fuck me just as much as Estelle."
Estelle simply moaned, gyrating her ass against the furry warm belly of the fucking setter.
The dog came a few minutes later, squirting his hot cum into Wanda's asshole, which he'd fucked into blindly after missing her cunt. After he finished shooting, he dismounted and began to lick the ass he'd just creamed.
Estelle pushed the dog aside and began to suck the dog's cum out of Wanda's asshole. As she twisted her tongue deep inside her giggling, panting girlfriend, she felt the dog begin to lick her own upturned ass and cunt.
The three boys beat their cocks, watching Estelle lick Wanda's crotch and watching the dog eat out Estelle. The dog began to whimper as he licked Estelle, and then, only moments after he'd shot a load up Wanda's asshole, he mounted Estelle and snaked his slimy dog-prick up Estelle's waiting cunt.
Estelle groaned. The dog began to hump. The three boys beat their cocks so fast that their hands became a blur.
The dog caine three minutes later. The boys came with him, shooting thick wads of hot cum all over the two naked girls. Estelle began to shiver with orgasm, then Wanda.
The moonlight gleamed on the still pool. A gob of cum plopped into the blue-silver mirror of water and set it trembling. The spasming young people sighed together with mutual pleasure. More wads of cum plopped into the pool.
