Animals and the fair go together. But there are some side effects of putting children in close, earthy contact with animal breeding that do not generally enthrall society. Without doubt, country children are early learners when it comes to sexuality. Their closeness to the business of animal propagation as a business ensures that. And yet, rural morality is generally more conservative than urban morality.
This is a dilemma.
Those projects fostered by 4-H, Future Farmers of America, and other rural, conservative children's groups do much to heighten the knowledgeability of farm children about sexual matters-at least in regard to animals. And it is a short step from there to the application of sexual knowledge to humans.
The point is that sexual knowledge cannot be evaded. Nor, as this book points out, can sexuality be limited to the ideal when the practical matter of human sexuality enters. Theoretically, children should all be innocents. Practically, children are better off knowing it all rather than being half ignorant.
One can feel outrage that a child is depicted as learning to use her sexuality to gain her own ends in an adult dominated world. But outrage does not shake the basic truth of the concept. Little girls are notorious for cuddling up to older males-and this raises many interesting points about both the reason for the cuddling, and the quality of the response. Which is, of course, more than this novel can go into.
It is enough, we think, to offer the story for your entertainment, and suggest you find the moral for yourself.
-THE PUBLISHER
CHAPTER ONE
As Suzy ran the electric clippers over the swollen pouch of King Louie's testicles, the goat's long tapering penis stiffened. Slowly the scarlet cylinder began to protrude from the furry sheath which paralleled the line of his smooth underbelly.
"Ooooh," she squealed, turning to Bobby, who was busily brushing his own little goat. "Look what's happening to my buck. I wonder what's wrong with him?"
Bobby Swenson snorted and laughed in a childishly superior way. At thirteen, he was a year older than his neighbor Suzy Frampton. He already thought of himself as a man of the world. After all, he had been in the 4-H Club since he was nine, and this would be his fourth county fair. Suzy, whose family had moved out from the city only a few months ago, was just a beginner. But since there were no other kids their age within miles, the two youngsters had been friends almost from the start, Bobby helping with her 4-H livestock project and introducing Suzy to the ways of rural life.
"Nothing's wrong with him," the boy explained. "You're just turning him on, that's all."
Suzy looked quizzical. "What do you mean?" she asked innocently.
Bobby looked at her, surprised that a girl of twelve coming from the big city could be so naive. He squatted beside her and placed his hand on King Louie's back. "You are handling his testicles and giving him a hard-on," he said. "You know what a hard-on is, don't you, Suzy?"
"Oh yes," Suzy said, feeling all flustered and embarrassed. Her face was turning red, and she couldn't look Bobby in the eye. She thought she understood what he was talking about, but she really wasn't certain. She wasn't even sure whether she should stop handling her goat or continue.
Bobby stood up right alongside her and smiled. "You don't have to be embarrassed in front of me, Suzy," he said. "I guess I forget that other kids don't know as much about such things as I do. After all, I've been around animals all my life. But don't worry about it. If there's anything you want to know, I'll be glad to tell you." He felt grown up. Important.
Suzy started to feel a lot better too, her flushed face slowly losing its redness. Bobby was her friend. He understood. She looked up and smiled at him. "Do you think I should stop touching him there?" she asked softly. She pointed to the goat's testicles, but couldn't say the word.
"Oh no," Bobby said casually. "He has to be shaved so the judge can tell how well-hung he is. The only reason King Louie has a hard-on is because you are touching his balls. But don't worry about it. Just keep on clipping."
"O.K.," Suzy said uncertainly, "if you're sure it's all right." Then, as Bobby returned to the grooming of his own goat, she picked up the electric clippers and flipped the switch. They hummed to life. Bringing them back to King Louie's heavy hanging testicles, she began once again to trim the hair around his sac. She could feel the goat's testicles becoming harder to her touch. And then suddenly, a long red tube of flesh shot out from the animal's pouch. It was crimson in color, all wet and shiny. Suzy gasped and jumped back in surprise.
"What's the matter?" Bobby asked, turning quickly to see what had happened. As soon as he saw King Louie's dick he understood. "Don't get all upset, Suzy," he said. "Everything's perfectly all right. There's nothing to be alarmed about. All that is happening now is that King Louie is really turned on and ready to go. If we put a female goat in the pen with him, he would probably try to fuck her." Then he paused, wondering if Suzy knew what he was saying. He thought perhaps he'd better explain.
"You see, Suzy," he said, trying to sound fatherly, "it takes a male and a female to produce a baby. King Louie is a male, and my goat is a female. If he could get near enough, he would mount her. And then that long red cock of his would go inside my doe's pussy ... her vagina. Then he would shoot his sperm inside her. And if his sperm was potent, well then, the female would probably have babies in five months."
Suzy listened attentively to every word that Bobby said. She certainly understood life a lot better now than she had a few minutes ago. "How does King Louie mount the female?" she asked.
"What does that mean?"
Bobby felt like a teacher now. "He just comes up from behind her," he explained. "He puts his two front legs around her back, and then his penis slides right in. But the female has to be in heat, in season. In other words, she has to be ready to accept the buck. If she is, the whole thing happens real nice and easy." Bobby found his own penis becoming stiff and hard as he explained the facts of life to Suzy. He kept his legs tightly shut together so Suzy wouldn't see his cock straining at the front of his pants.
"Does the doe usually let the buck mount her?" Suzy asked, not sure she understood.
"Sure does," Bobby said, grinning. "She likes it too." He looked at Suzy, but she was staring at King Louie's excited prick.
"I wonder what it feels like," she mused, as though there were no one else around.
"Oh, it must feel better than anything else in this whole wide world," Bobby blurted. "Sometimes, when they're in season, our cows will even jump the fence. And you know what? They go straight for Mighty Joe. He's our Angus bull. Daddy bought him just for stud."
The two youngsters stood silent for a moment, each lost in thought. Suzy couldn't imagine a female having anything so big and hard stuck inside. But the idea fascinated her. Bobby, too, was intrigued. He had thought about it for a long, long time. Watching animals breed was part of his everyday life. Now that he and Suzy were discussing it, though, his whole body was strangely affected.
Wordlessly, he took a long appraising look at his young neighbor. Suzy was a pretty girl, in an awkward pre-teen way. She was tall and skinny, with a sprinkling of freckles on her heart-shaped fair-skinned face. But her developing little titties were already beginning to alter the shape of her shirt-front, and her buttocks were rather shapely against the faded material of her denim jeans. Her hair, which was blonde and medium length, was usually messy and uncombed, but to Bobby, there was something cute and attractive about it. He had never really thought of it before, but she was kind of foxy.
Suzy found her whole body crawling with goose bumps. Her tender little boobies were pressing against the inside of her shirt, her nipples becoming harder and harder. She couldn't understand the strange sensation that was sweeping over her body, but she liked it. And, as strange as it seemed, the feeling was so very powerful that it seemed to be consuming her. She had experienced it a couple of times before, when she thought about the questions for which she had no answers. She remembered seeing a love story in a movie once, where the characters were always hugging and kissing and touching each other. Afterward, her mind had been filled with the sexy details of its plot. When she'd thought about it, she had tingled all over, like she was now.
"Bobby," Suzy said impulsively. "Have you ever watched two goats mounting?"
"Oh sure," he answered casually. "I've seen almost every kind of farm animal fucking." His cock was growing by leaps and bounds, pressing urgently at the material of his heavy dungarees. He tried pressing his legs together more tightly to contain it. Just then Suzy's buck jumped the fence that separated him from the female goat.
Bobby went into action at once, vaulting into the doe's pen before King Louie had a chance to mount her. Grabbing him by the horns, Bobby pulled him away, leading him from the pen and tying him securely. Suzy was impressed by the way he handled the situation. But when he turned to face her again, she could see his prick pushing out against the front of his pants. The sight of it startled and confused her. But it also made her curious. She felt electric currents running up and down her spine. And she thought she could even feel some sort of fluid oozing from her hot virgin pussy. It was getting all moist and itchy inside there, making her feel even weirder than before.
She was sitting on a fence, watching as he approached her. When Bobby perched on the rail beside her, one of his hands dropped casually to her denim-covered thigh. He really hadn't intended anything by it, but Suzy jumped at the shock of the contact. She didn't try to move his hand away, though. It felt too good for that. Instead, she covered his hand with her own and gave it a little squeeze. Then she returned her hand to the rail, leaving him on his own.
Without even realizing what he was doing, Bobby found his fingers moving up higher on Suzy's thigh. It wasn't until their tips had begun nudging at the crease where her legs met her groin that he became conscious of his movements. At first, he was afraid that Suzy would be angry at him. But she wasn't objecting at all. She didn't move a muscle, and she didn't try to remove his hand. Maybe he should remove it on his own, he thought. But it felt so good, he didn't want to stop.
On impulse, he asked, "Does this feel good, Suzy?" He regretted the words almost as soon as they had left his lips. But Suzy surprised him.
"It sure does," she said. "I feel my whole body tingling all over." Looking away from him, she asked, "Is that happening to you, too?" Her voice was soft, almost inaudible.
"Oh, yes," Bobby croaked.
"Gosh," Suzy said. "It feels wonderful." They both remained motionless for a while, surrendering to the erotic vibrations that filled their youthfully innocent bodies. "I wonder if the animals feel this too," Suzy asked at last.
"I guess they must," Bobby answered. 'The only difference is that the animals are relaxed and casual about it. They don't care who is there or who is watching. They just get right into it and have themselves a ball." He laughed nervously as he spoke.
Suzy looked at the goat. He still had a hard-on. "How come King Louie's ... aah ... aah...." She still couldn't bring herself to say it. But Bobby understood. "How come it's still sticking out that way? I'm not even touching him anymore."
"You got him started," Bobby said. "And once you turn an animal on, it isn't easy to turn him off. Take our cow Elsie. She's a Jersey. Last year, when she came into season, she started to bawl. So Dad put her in with the bull and left her there for a little while. Then he brought her back to her own pen. But Elsie hadn't gotten enough, I guess, 'cause she just kept right on bawling, all that night and on into morning. Finally he said he was going to let her decide when she had got what she needed. So he brought her back to the bull and left them together some more. Later, when he took her out again, she didn't cry any more. And nine months later she had a good strong heifer calf.
"So you see," Bobby concluded. "With animals, those feelings can't be denied. They know what they need."
Suzy understood. In fact, she felt the very same way that Elsie must have been feeling. Her body was afire, sparking with rocketing power and sizzling with electric energy. Her pussy was flowing like a river. She could feel it trickling down the insides of her thighs. Her tight little panties were absolutely drenched with the fluid, and they were tugging insistently into her crack. Her nipples had never been so turgid as they were at that moment. They were practically piercing the material of her work-shirt and tingling with desire. The conversation had worked some kind of magic on her.
Bobby leaned over closer to her and draped his other arm around her shoulder. His hand was only inches away from her tender young breast. His heart was in his mouth. He had never been so close to touching a titty and it terrified him-but he just had to feel it. Slowly he let his hand come closer and closer, his heart beating so fast and loud that he feared Suzy would hear it. Then that glorious moment came, and Bobby filled his palm with the soft tenderness of Suzy's conical breast. At first he was surprised that she wasn't wearing a bra. He could feel her nipple grazing rigidly at the palm of his hand as he gently squeezed her. He was in ecstasy, his cock jumping wildly with excitement. He just couldn't believe that Suzy was actually letting him do this.
Suzy was just so filled with passion that she couldn't pull herself away. It felt wonderful! Too wonderful to end it yet. She felt it was wrong, though she didn't know why. But she told herself that she would let him squeeze her just one more time, and then she would make him stop. It was making her whole body feel good all over. Closing her eyes, she moaned softly.
Bobby decided to be a little more daring. Tugging gently, he pulled at the material of her shirt until he had freed it from the waistband of her jeans. Then he slid his hand up high inside her shirt.
"Ooooooh," sighed Suzy. Her naked breast was being fondled for the very first time, and it felt super. She couldn't believe the pleasure Bobby's hand was bringing her. There were chills running all over her sensitive, inflamed body. Her nipples were growing in size. Her pussy was singed with an electric current. Her head was spinning, everything around her coming into a different perspective. She didn't know what to do, it felt so good, yet she knew she shouldn't be allowing it.
"I think you better stop, Bobby," she said at last. "I really don't think we should...." But even as she spoke, Bobby squeezed lovingly at her titty. His other hand continued to stroke up and down her thigh.
"Why shouldn't we?" he asked softly as he touched her.
"Well," she began, but she couldn't think of a reason. And all the while, Bobby fondled her bosom, tweaking her budding nipple with his fingers. Removing his other hand from her thigh, he brought it under her loose blouse to caress her other tit. Suzy lost all thought at that moment. All she could focus on now was her own sensual pleasure. She could do nothing but enjoy the wonderful sensations Bobby's hands were giving her.
His fingers were rubbing both her sensitive nipples while the rest of his hands cupped her soft jutting breasts. Her titties, not yet fully developed, were small and pointed, but Bobby had enough to keep his hands busy. This was the most exciting thing that had ever happened to him, and he wasn't about to let it stop just yet.
Bobby felt as though he were about to burst. This was the very first time he had ever touched a girl's breast, and he was wild with passion. His cock was rock-hard and throbbing with desire. It made him feel like a man. Brazenly, he removed one of his hands from her tit and brought it to the front of her jeans. Before he had a chance to think about it, he'd pulled down her zipper and opened the top button. But before he was able to push his anxious hand inside, Suzy pulled away.
Half out of breath, she said, "I think we'd better stop now, Bobby." But she didn't sound like she meant it.
"Why should we stop?" he asked. "Doesn't it feel good?"
"Sure it feels good," she said. "But I'm afraid if we don't stop now, we might be sorry later."
"Sorry later?" he echoed. "Sorry for what?"
"I ... I don't know," Suzy answered. "But I don't want to go too far."
"All right," Bobby said, his throat tight and his voice trembling. "I'll tell you what. Why don't we just touch each other for a while. And when you think we should stop, I'll stop." Then, before Suzy had a chance to answer him, he shoved his hand inside her jeans, struggling past the elastic band of her underpants. Working his way inside them, he found her fountain of youth. When his fingers touched her hairless little pussy, they both let out a heavy sigh. It obviously felt as good to Suzy as it did to Bobby.
The youngster rubbed the palm of his hand all over his little girlfriend's pubic mound, pressing urgently to feel its substance. He could feel the slit of her cunt moistening his hand, the sparse strands of hair tickling his fingers. He could feel wetness oozing out from between her cuntal lips and causing her panties to become drenched with fluid. It heightened his excitement.
"Why don't you touch my cock?" he whispered softly in her ear. "Open my zipper and put your hand inside my pants."
Suzy was shocked. She wanted to do it, but she just didn't think she could. She wondered what it looked like, what it felt like. And then, before she even realized what she was doing, her fingers were working diligently at his zipper in an effort to gain access to his prick. As soon as she opened his pants, out popped his throbbing vibrant cock.
Suzy stared, open-mouthed. She tried not to be obvious about it, but she couldn't help looking down to see it. It was gigantic-so hard and long, and it stood out straight from his body, like a fishing pole, but it was thick and it had a head. It was different from King Louie's, different from what she had imagined. Her father always covered himself up, so she had never even gotten a glimpse of his penis, but now she was seeing Bobby's. Then, just when she thought she had seen everything, his pants fell open, revealing more of his naked body. He had no underpants on, and she could see his wrinkled little scrotum.
"Oooh, what is that?" she asked without thinking.
"Those are my balls," Bobby answered. "Just like King Louie's." Without another word, Suzy reached out to cup his dangling scrotum, lovingly stroking at his nuts. It felt wonderful to touch them, to feel them, to hold them. His balls were soft and tender, and Suzy was enthralled by their shape.
Bobby was squeezing and petting the softness of Suzy's dewy pubic mound when he thought he heard a sound behind him. He lingered just a moment longer at his erotic play, thinking that one of the animals had come in to get out of the sun. But the bellow which filled the air was not that of a cow or a goat.
"Oh, my God!" Suzy uttered, terror in her voice. "It's Daddy!"
Bobby jumped from the rail and turned in time to see Dan Frampton's face, his features contorted in rage. "Mr. Frampton--" he began, but he never got a chance to finish his explanation. Suzy's father swung at him, his open hand striking the side of Bobby's face and sending him reeling to the floor of the bam.
"You'd better leave Suzy and me alone," the outraged father said through clenched teeth, "before I take another swing!"
Bobby turned and ran for the door.
CHAPTER TWO
"All right, Suzy," Daddy said, anger glistening in his eyes. "Take down your pants. You're going to get spanked."
The pre-teener's face reddened in shame. "No, Daddy," she said, her eyes filling with tears of embarrassment. "Please don't." But her father was unmovable.
It had been quite a while since Dan Frampton had punished his daughter by spanking her. After all, she was getting to be quite a big girl. But she had done something wrong and she had to be disciplined. Silently, he waited for her to obey his instructions.
Suzy was horrified. How could he make her do such a thing? She felt awful. She had known all along, of course, that what she and Bobby were doing was wrong. But something inside her had made her continue. His hands on her yearning body, his fingers on her tender and virginal pussy, had filled her with a longing that defeated all sense of judgment. Everything she had learned about right and wrong, about morality and immorality, had fled from her in a moment.
And then she had been caught. That was humiliating enough, but now Daddy was planning to spank her, to slap her on the fanny like a naughty little child. And as if that wasn't enough, he was going to make her pull her pants down, like he had when she was a baby. Tears started to flow down her crimson cheeks.
"Crying won't help you," her father said icily. "It's time to take your punishment. Now, are you going to lower your pants or do I have to rip them from you?"
The twelve-year-old began to sob, her pretty young face wrinkling in a vain effort to hold back the flood of emotion. She couldn't say anything, couldn't do anything but weep, looking away from her father to stare at a stop between her feet. He took a step toward her, his hands reaching for her waist.
"No!" she wailed, stepping back. "I'll do it! I'll do it!" With trembling fingers, she reached for the waistband of her jeans. Struggling for a moment, she managed to tug the clinging garment down over her hips. Only her panties protected her.
Through them, her father could discern the shadowy hump of her budding young pubic mound, and for a minute he began to have second thoughts. His little girl was growing up. It even looked like there was hair at her crotch. Perhaps she was too old to spank. But he gritted his teeth and hissed at her, "Your bloomers too."
Mechanically, as though she had become numb to all feeling, Suzy did as he ordered. Carefully, she slipped her thumbs into the waistband of the tight-fitting underpants, drawing them downward over her buttocks. She could feel her belly being exposed to his angry glare as the wispy garment moved lower and lower. She wanted to turn around, but she knew he would whack her across the fanny the minute she presented it to him, and she wanted to put that off as long as possible.
Her pants had slithered to the floor and puddled around her ankles as she pulled at her panties. The way Daddy was staring at her made her feel strange-all tingly inside. She wished he would look away, but his eyes were glued to her pubescent loins as she gradually exposed them to his view.
The scanty wisp of nylon moved lower, unveiling the innocence of her puckeringly virginal pussy. Then the panties slid down her legs to join her jeans in a heap on the floor. For a moment she stood still, not knowing what he expected of her.
Dan's lips were dry, and he found himself licking them involuntarily as he eyed his young daughter's body. It was a good thing he had walked in on her when he did, he reasoned, because from the looks of her, she was already old enough to get into trouble. Her cunt was pouting like a woman's. Its lips, thick and fleshy, parted to reveal a long narrow strip of glistening pink flesh. Although she had not yet grown the luxuriant coat of fur with which her snatch would eventually be covered, he could see random wisps of hair dotting the surface of her pubis. It was soft and blonde, like the hair of her head, and in spite of his moral indignation, the father was troubled by an urge to reach out and touch it.
"Come here," he growled at her as he dropped onto a stool. "You've been bad, and you've got to take your punishment." Tears were flowing freely down his daughter's face, but he didn't allow himself to feel sorry for her. "Across my knee."
Suzy walked over to where her father sat waiting to discipline her. She felt totally humiliated to be getting a spanking at her age, but there was no way out. Doing as he commanded, she lowered herself to lie across his lap, her head dangling toward the floor. Her naked skin shivered with fright as she waited for the sting of her father's hand. She could feel her pubic mound grazing against the thick material of his pants, and she was strangely affected with goose bumps again.
Dan Frampton had a beautiful view of his young daughter's naked ass. But he remembered his duty. He lifted his outstretched palm high and swung it down with a forceful and mighty slap. Suzy's flesh jumped as his hand made contact with her naked asscheek. And in an instant he could see the distinct red mark that his hand had left.
Suzy gritted her teeth as the shock of pain hit her trembling body. She had not expected her father to hit her this hard. The sting from his firm sharp smack was still whirling around when, before the hurt had a chance to subside, she felt a blow on the other buttock.
This time Dan struck a little harder than he had before, and without waiting to see whether his hand had left another imprint, he swung again at his daughter's rump. Again and again, his heavy hand applied his discipline. He was going to teach her a lesson that she would remember for a long time to come. He could feel his daughter's body stiffen each time his hand struck her ass.
Looking down at it, Dam could see the large red welts the spanking was leaving, her soft fleshy rump covered with the inflamed imprints of his hand. It looked as though the outline of his hand had been traced with a red pen all over her meaty buttocks. Feeling just a little guilty, he dropped his hand to her reddening flesh and instead of smacking again, he rubbed gently over the bruised and welted area, thinking maybe he was being a little too hard on her. Slowly, moving in little circles, his fingers felt the swollen skin of her stinging ass.
Suzy fought to hold back the sobs, but tears were trickling down her cheeks. Her backside was burning with pain. She couldn't believe her father had actually hit her that hard. When he was spanking her, she'd felt like screaming in agony. But his touch was making her feel better-much better! The gentle touch of his softly caressing fingers felt wonderful on her bruised little butt. She could even feel her nipples starting to flower. They were puckering and getting hard, and she wondered if her father could feel their rigidity through the thick material of his pants. She thought she could feel a change in her father's attitude too. He was being much more gentle with her now. He didn't seem quite so uptight anymore. She was pretty sure he wasn't going to hit her anymore, and she was thankful for that! At least the worst was over.
Dan Frampton was in a quandary, dazed by the touch of his little girl's ass. Unconsciously, his hand stroked her flesh, his fingers pinching gently while his palm cupped her flanks. Though he didn't understand the reason for it, his cock was throbbing with desire, trying desperately to bore a hole through the fabric of his pants. He wasn't sure whether or not his daughter could feel it against her naked body, but the possibility filled him with guilt. Without realizing it, he began stroking the crack of his daughter's ass. His fingers were running up and down its length, petting and fondling it and y spreading the crack wide open.
Suzy was shocked by his conduct. Why was he doing this to her? She was more confused now than ever before.
But Dan managed to catch himself just in time, regaining control over his run-away emotions. Trying desperately to cover his mistake, he asked, "Suzy, did you let that boy touch you here?" He tried to make his voice stem and commanding.
"No, Daddy," she answered in a low, confused tone.
"Are you sure?" he demanded.
"Yes," Suzy assured him. "I swear I didn't. I swear it!"
"All right," Dan Frampton said. "Go to your room, and don't come out for the rest of the day!" As if she had just been granted a death-sentence reprieve, Suzy sprang from her Daddy's lap and ran for the house, not even bothering to pick up her jeans and panties from the bam floor. She went straight to her bedroom, closing the door behind her. Then, throwing herself across the bed, she wept silently.
Dan sat for a moment alone in the bam, trying to gather his wits. Something strange had started to happen to him, something he really didn't understand. Oh, he had covered it up pretty well, he was sure of that, but he still had a pressing problem-his prick! It was long and stiff and aching with desire. It needed attention, and it couldn't be held off much longer.
Moving quickly, he headed for the house, grabbing Suzy's clothing as he went. Once inside, he went straight for the bathroom where he locked the door and unzipped his pants. Letting them drop to the floor, he stepped carefully out of them.
His cock was so hard it stood out straight as an arrow in front of him. It actually pained him with passion. Looking down at the magnificent pole, Dan impulsively reached for it. He took a firm grip and rolled his fingers around the lengthy weapon. Slowly, he pushed his hand up and down his tool, moving the loose fleshy collar. Taking a deep breath, he let out a sigh of relief, it felt so good! It was too bad his wife was out shopping, for if ever he needed her, he needed her now. With his other hand he gently cupped his large heavy hanging sac. Squeezing gently, he stroked and played lovingly with his bag of nuts, his cock pounding with joy. Closing his eyes, he drifted off into a dream world of sexual fantasy. Allowing his imagination to take him where it willed, he pictured a sweet young virgin touching and kissing his hard thumping dick. As she petted him, he thought about licking her new and unexplored pussy. He would be the first and only one to have sucked her cunt, and he would be turning her on. Harder and harder his hand worked at pumping and bringing him pleasure, while his head spun with erotic imagination.
His cock was even harder now than it had been before. The more he rubbed it, the more joy it gave him. His breathing was becoming raspy, his chest heaving up and down in time with his masturbating hand. He could feel liquid oozing from the tip of his penis, wetting his hand as it trickled down the length of his cock. His fingers rolled the pre-orgasmic fluid all over the shaft of his weapon. His hands moved faster now, bringing him closer and closer to orgasmic fulfillment.
Then, just as he was about to let himself explode with ecstasy, he heard a door slam. His blood ran cold. Stopping for a minute, he poked his head out of the bathroom. "Is that you, Suzy?" he shouted. But to his surprise, the voice that answered back was that of his wife, June.
"No dear," she replied. "It's me."
Hands shaking, Dan bent down to pull his pants up. Zipping his fly, he walked toward the kitchen to greet his wife. "Hello dear," he said as he approached her. The tone of his voice made her look up from her work.
June Frampton had been busy putting away the groceries when her husband lifted her up off the floor and into his arms. Kissing her, he carried her off toward the stairs.
"Where are you taking me?" she asked in mock surprise at her husband's actions.
"I'm taking you up to the bedroom so I can fuck you," he replied.
June wasn't really shocked at all. It wasn't the first time Dan had done this. In fact it was one of their favorite little games. Their lovemaking always seemed to be the best when he was all turned on and impulsive. She knew he would take good care of her and make her feel really good. She wrapped her arms around his neck while he carried her up into the master bedroom.
June was all excited. The last time Dan had done this, he had spent hours at sex play before he allowed himself to cum. It had been wonderful! June was hoping that today would be as good.
Dan carried his petite wife into the bedroom and carefully laid her down across the bed. For a woman of thirty-eight, her body was in excellent condition. She was very slender, her waist tiny and tapering, making her appear more like a young girl than a mature woman. She looked very much like her daughter, but unlike the girl, she had a huge pair of soft and jutting breasts.
Standing over his wife's body, Dan marveled at her beauty. Her eyes were blue and shining, and her warm gentle smile made her even more alluring. Sitting down on the edge of the bed, he bent over and kissed her gently on her rosy red lips. Her mouth tasted good and he licked lustily at it. Then, sitting back and straightening himself up again, Dan looked his wife over from head to toe. She was wearing a mini-skirt which left most of her thighs exposed to his view. Placing a hand on her leg, he moved it slowly up under its hem. His gentle fingers caressed her shapely thighs and grazed lightly over her flat little belly.
June closed her eyes and relaxed in wonderful anticipation of what was going to happen. Her husband's hand was bringing tantalizing chills to her excited body as he rubbed her belly and tickled her inner thighs. She could feel her nipples growing hard inside her bra and longed for his touch on her tits. But Dan was slow and patient. All things in time.
Slipping his fingers inside the elastic waistband of his wife's panty hose, he pulled them down ever so gently. He was teasing his wife, making her wait for each bit of pleasure he gave her. When at last he brought the panty hose down to her feet, he paused to kiss each of her naked thighs. Then, smiling lustfully, he glided his hand ever so slowly back under his wife's skirt. Now, the only thing that separated his fingers from her nakedness was the brief and sexy panties she wore. But Dan wasn't ready to remove them yet. First he wanted to prepare his wife completely, to have her burning up with sexual passion. His hand wandered freely over her belly and then down to her puffy pubic mound. He squeezed gently at her pussy and then stroked her softly through the panties. Sliding his hand down again, Dan slowly caressed inside of her thighs all the way down to her toes.
June was tingling all over. Her pussy was on fire, fluid oozing from her cunt. Dan's hand was slowly moving up again, toward her breasts this time. She closed her eyes in anticipation, and then she felt him cupping her magnificent jutting breast. It felt wonderful. She could feel her turgid nipple pressing urgently against the binding confines of her bra, and she felt she couldn't wait another moment for him to set them free.
Slowly he unbuttoned one of the fastenings of her blouse, then he undid the next one, and then the next. When all the buttons were opened, he pushed the material of her blouse off to the sides to stare down at her beautiful bra-covered breasts. Licking his lips, Dan felt a surge of lust run through his body.
Cupping his hand over one of her gigantic titties, he squeezed gently but lovingly, Her breasts were firm and resilient, and felt so good to touch. They completely filled the C cup that kept them in place. Filling both his palms, he massaged her hard nipples through the cotton material of her brassiere. With his index fingers he traced around her aureoles, feeling her nubbins become even harder. His finger worked its way in closer and closer toward the center of the ripe bra-encased strawberries.
June was shaking all over. She loved the way Dan made love to her. Her breasts were alive with lustful sensations, and her pussy was throbbing with desire. Her whole body trembled with the wild tingle of his love-making. "Ooooooh," she sighed. "Oooooh, Dan, it feels so gooooood." Without even realizing it, she pushed her pelvis up at her husband, her hips gyrating from side to side, and her buttocks undulating in a rhythmic fuck-like movement.
At last Dan slipped his hand under the elastic band at the bottom of her bra cups, working his way up until he was touching her rolling titflesh. It felt soft and warm, and he could feel June squirming under his touch. Her nipple was diamond-hard. His hand was glued to it. Exploring it with his fingers, he tweaked and squeezed gently.
"Take off my bra, Dan," June begged. "Please take it off." But Dan liked teasing her and wanted to continue just a little while longer. With his other hand, he squeezed and kneaded through the material of her bra. But finally, even Dan couldn't restrain himself any longer. Pulling his wife up, he slipped both his hands around her back and unfastened her bra. The straps fell from her shoulders, freeing her magnificent breasts and allowing them to sway slowly.
Dan felt a pang of excitement shoot through him the moment his wife's bra fell away. It never ceased to amaze him how much looking at his wife's titties could turn him on. They were a sight to behold! Moving his hands down over her midriff and under her skirt and onto her belly, he brought his fingers over the thin material of her panties. Touching the area of her pubis, he was pleased at the dampness of her crotch. The whole area was dripping with cuntal fluids, and its aroma was becoming more and more pungent. Dan inhaled deeply, the smell of cunt driving him wild.
Slipping his thumb under the elastic waistband of her panties, Dan slowly removed them from his wife's gyrating body.
"Oooooh Dan. Ooooooooh Dan," she moaned, conscious only of the pleasure his touch was bringing her.
CHAPTER THREE
Suzy's body heaved with sobs as she lay across the bed in her room. Her ass hurt her terribly where Daddy had spanked her. But even worse than that, she felt humiliated and degraded by the way he had treated her. After all, she wasn't a baby any more. She was growing up. She could tell by the sparse growth of hair that was beginning to sprout on her pubic mound and by the conical development of her tender little titties and the puckering of her rubbery pink nipples. But Daddy had treated her like a kid.
She reached behind her to touch gingerly at the welted tenderness of her spanked buttocks. She was still naked from the waist down, having left her shorts and panties lying in a heap when she ran crying to the room. It was a good thing, too, because she was sure it would hurt to put anything on over her sore and aching bottom.
Her ass felt hot where it had been beaten, and she moved her fingers carefully over its surface in an attempt to soothe the pain. The warmth seemed to be spreading, however, to the backs of her thighs and to the pit of her little cunny as she stroked herself.
The tears had stopped flowing, but the shame of it all remained. She didn't know how . she could ever face Daddy again, or Bobby either. She lay in silence, thinking about the horror of what she had just experienced. Then her ears pricked up. She thought she heard a sound, as though someone else was in pain too.
Where could it have come from? She was sure Mommy was still out, but the voice sounded like hers, and it sounded like it was coming from Mommy's and Daddy's bedroom down the hall. Holding her breath, she rose to her feet and went to the door of her room. Opening it slightly, she listened hard, straining for another sound. There it was again.
Still partially naked, she slipped through the doorway and stole stealthily down the hall to her parents' room. The door was slightly open, and she couldn't resist the urge to peer through the one-inch crack. The sight which greeted her eyes made her gasp.
Mommy was lying flat on her back, her legs spread completely apart, and she was all naked.
Her clothes were scattered on the floor around the bed. Daddy was sitting on the bed next to her, still fully dressed. He was staring at Mommy's naked body. But the look on his face scared Suzy half to death. It looked like his eyes were bulging from their sockets, and he was wearing a strange smile which made him look very different. Suzy stood paralyzed behind the cracked door, waiting to see what would happen. Daddy bent over Mommy, and Suzy could see him poke out his tongue to lick at her nipple.
"Ooooooh," June keened as her husband's tongue lapped at her little rosebud. A tingle of sexual bliss crossed her lustful body, making her moan and grunt softly. She could feel his lips closing around her nipple as his mouth sucked in sharply.
Dan pulled vigorously, nursing and suckling as though he were a baby and her tit was filled with milk. He liked the taste of her flesh, and it thrilled him to suck her this way. He could feel her tender blossom growing larger against the insides of her lips. His tongue worked diligently, fluttering around in little circles, lapping and tantalizing her nubbin.
June held her arms tight around his neck. It felt so good, she didn't want it ever to end. Her nipples were tingling, and Dan's sucking mouth was making them feel so very good. She moved her hands to her husband's head, twirling his black curly hair around in little ringlets. "Ooooh Dan, I love what you're doing," she moaned.
Dan could feel his cock pressing forcefully at the material of his pants, oozing with his pre-orgasmic fluids. Wild and passionate sensations were filling his body, exciting him so he could hardly catch his breath. He was doing a good job at turning his wife on and that had the same effect on him. His wife's gyrating body moving up and down against him and rolling from side to side was driving him wild.
His mouth went from one nipple to the other, as if he had emptied one tit of its milk and was anxious to drain the other. While his tongue lapped hungrily, his hand played toyingly with the other nipple, keeping it hot for his lips. He squeezed it and pulled it, rolling it around with his fingers and keeping it hard as a rock.
But he wanted more-now he wanted cunt! Pulling his hand away from June's heaving chest, Dan licked his way down his wife's body. The tip of his tongue licked over her flat white belly and onto her hairy pubic mound. The pungent pussy smell was becoming more and more blatant. Placing his head between her thighs, Dan worked his body into a more comfortable position, preparing to lick her pussy. His darting tongue probed its way deep inside his wife's cave. Her odor possessed him completely, until all he could smell was her pussy juice. It overwhelmed him! "Mmmmmmm," he hummed, the reverberations of the sound turning his mouth into a powerfully scintillating vibrator.
His wife could feel the sensations of delight spreading throughout her loins as his oscillating tongue vibrated frantically in her snatch. Waves of pleasure were washing over her body, covering her in a shroud of fluid sexual excitement. Beads of perspiration formed in the naked hollows of her armpits, running freely over her heaving sides. Her skin was covered with a rosy blush.
"Oh, yes, Dan," she murmured lustfully. "Kiss me there. Lick me. Suck my cunt."
Suzy was astounded. It had never occurred to her that her own parents might use words like that. She had never heard either of them speaking that way before, especially not Mommy. Even Daddy never said anything worse than "damn", and then only when he was very upset. But they didn't seem upset now. Mommy's face was wreathed in a smile, and Daddy was wearing a strange hungry expression.
Standing quickly, he stared at his wife's passionate nudity, licking his lips with the point of his darting pink tongue. He wanted to be naked too, to free his hardon from its painfully constricting confinement in the crotch of his pants. It felt as long and as hard as a telephone pole, and was tenting the clinging material until it stood completely away from the front of his body.
Its tip was oozing slowly, forming a dark wet stain at the front of his pants. He wanted to take it out, to point it at his moaning writhing wife like the twenty-pound cannon on the side of a battleship. He wanted to assault her with it, to bury its steely rigidity in the softness of her receptive vagina.
He watched as she gazed at him, clearly as anxious as her husband for the unveiling of his manhood. She wanted to see it, wanted to feast her eyes on its massive masculinity. Her desire was written all over her face, and it aroused him, turning him on even more than he already was.
Quickly, he reached for the tab of his zipper, and tugged downward on it until the fly of his pants began to open. He could feel the room's humid air entering the rent in his garment and bathing his loins in moist heat as he tore the zipper open and reached for the buckle of his belt. It resisted him for a moment, then finally it came undone. In a flash, his waistband was unsnapped and the pants were gliding down over his muscular expanse of leg.
All that covered his groin now was the fabric of his underwear. They were loose-fitting, boxer-type shorts, and they gave his penis plenty of room to expand now that his pants were down. From her place on the bed, June could see its erotic outline, pulsing and straining at the undergarment which obscured it from view. And from the doorway, his daughter could see it too.
It was tremendous, bigger than she'd ever imagined possible. She hadn't seen it in the flesh yet, of course. But even through the material of his shorts, she was certain it was bigger than Bobby's-much bigger! She wished she could get a closer look.
As if he had read her mind, Daddy hooked his thumbs into the elastic of his waistband and pulled the undershorts down, exposing his cock in all its masculine glory. Suzy gasped with astonishment when its full length was revealed to her-and, for a moment, she thought the sound would give her away. She held her breath, waiting for the sky to fall in on her. But nothing happened.
For at the same moment, June had moaned in ecstatic desire, the sight of her husband's tumid organ arousing her passion to the fullest. The long throbbing cylinder of turgid prickmeat was a treat for her hungry eyes, doubling the flow of fluid in her pussy just by showing its moistly pulsing head. She wanted it, and she wasn't going to wait any longer. Reaching greedily, like a baby grabbing at a lollipop, she wrapped her fingers around it, filling her hand with its hardness.
Dan moaned in pleasure as his wife's fingers expertly stroked the satiny surface of his swollen member's underbody. He looked down at her, fascinated by the way her nipples puckered upon her fingers' contact with his pecker. "Ooooh, baby," he crooned, "You sure know how to turn me on."
Suzy was shocked for the second time. Her parents were carrying on like a couple of barnyard animals, stroking and playing with each other shamelessly. They weren't really doing anything different from what she and Bobby had been doing when Daddy caught them. Why, she wondered, was it all right for them but not all right for her? Why had she been spanked like a naughty girl for doing what her parents did? It was very unfair-and very confusing.
But it was having another effect on her too, one she did not fully understand. The sight of Mommy and Daddy at their naked sex play was making the lower part of her body tingle with a strange new emotion with which she was only lately becoming familiar. There was a mysterious trembling warmth in her hairless little cunt, and a throbbing ache in her tender nubile titties. She cupped one of them in a vain effort to still the fluttering which seemed to possess her there, but it didn't help. In fact, the contact of her hand on her breast seemed to be intensifying the sensation.
She moved her fingertips slowly over its surface, caressing the sensitive flesh through the material of her work-shirt. Her nipple was becoming harder. She looked over at Mommy and saw that her tits also were changing texture, the pink caps of her nipples having puckered to twin berry-tipped points of desire.
Suzy pinched one of her own between thumb and forefinger, sliding her free hand down to the hem of her blouse. She was about to slip it up inside when she got a better idea. Moving it downward instead, she began to nudge at the mounded surface of her pubis, the tips of her fingers probing at the softness of her youthfully developing vaginal lips.
The skin felt hot and feverish down there, and she wondered what it could mean. There was an unscratchable kind of itch emanating from the rosy wet flesh of her inner labia and attracting her fingers to the site. Gingerly, she rubbed the pouting prominence of her outer lips, inhaling sharply at the heated excitement of the contact. Her eyes lidded sensuously, to throw the sight before her into a hazy world of never-never visions.
She could no longer be sure of whether what she was looking at was really happening. Perhaps she was still lying on her bed, imagining the whole pornographic scene. Perhaps it was all a figment of her sex-crazed pre-teen mind. She wished she could walk into the room and touch the naked bodies of her parents to assure herself that they were real. She held her breath for so long that her lungs burned, and then at last she exhaled, trying to let the air out slowly so the sound would not be heard.
But the two naked lovers would not have heard an elephant sneeze, so immersed were they in their sexual coming together. Daddy had dropped to his knees on the bed and was moving over closer toward Mommy, allowing her to lead him by the prick. When he was close enough, she brought its turgid head to the surface of her heaving bosom, stroking one of her rosy pink nipples with its moistening tip.
"Oooohhhh, Danny," she murmured. "I love your penis. I love to feel it against me. I love to hold it. Oh, Dan, I love you."
Daddy smiled at her passionate words, his hands reaching instinctively for the swelling contour of her naked boobs. He filled his palms with their soft and tender meat, kneading gently at the resilient mounds until rolls of reddening flesh protruded from between his fingers.
Mommy's hips were rotating madly, alternately pressing her buttocks to the mattress and lifting them high into the air. Each time she raised the lower part of her torso, the lips of her pussy parted, the moist and erotic sexual mouth pouting and then grinning obscenely at her over-aroused mate. She could feel the tension in his cock building as she probed with it at the meat of her magnificent bosom.
One of her husband's hands began straying lower, exploring the soft white plain of her belly in quest of the hair-covered hump of her sensitive mound of Venus. The fur which upholstered it was thick and dark, like the dense and tangled underbrush of some tropical jungle. Droplets of cuntal fluid dotted its curling ends as his fingers beat a path through the hirsute growth on their southward journey to bliss.
There at last were her cuntlips, a pair of thick and fleshy flanges which slowly drew apart as he stroked and petted them. June wailed and moaned more loudly by the second as her husband's talented hands brought ecstasy to her body. The daughter who watched surreptitiously from the doorway was filled with envy. She couldn't see everything he was doing since his body had changed position and was partially blocking her view, but she could tell he was handling Mommy's vagina. And from the sounds her mother was making, she could tell it felt good.
She closed her eyes for a moment and remembered how it had felt to have Bobby's hand on her pussy, petting and rubbing the softness. Returning her gaze once again to the erotic sight unfolding before her, she tried to duplicate his clumsy movements with her own self-exploring fingers. Dipping delicately between the puffy lips which lined the damp opening, she soaked her fingertip in heated moisture, carrying a shimmering droplet of the viscous goo to the external surface of her vulva.
Involuntarily, she moaned in pleasure. The sound was completely drowned out by the passionate sobs coming from her parents' bed.
Repeating the movement, she delved deeper, plunging her finger into her pussy as far as the second knuckle. This time she was in no hurry to remove it. She basked in the warm and glorious wonder of the pleasures of self-stimulation. She could feel the soft moist lips of her pussy closing gently around her exploring digit, imprisoning it in the cloying heat of her loins.
At the top of her slit, a tiny nubbin of membrane was swelling and expanding, drawing her finger closer to its pouting prominence. Unable to resist the urge which had suddenly possessed her, she followed a powerful impulse and trailed her fingertip upward, toward the tiny protuberance. It seemed to be sheltered in a swollen tent of cuntal tissue, nestling in the shimmering hood like some tiny baby in need of protection.
But at the same time, it seemed to be begging for the intrusion of her finger, demanding the attention of her self-exploring hand. Gazing through lust-clouded eyes at the spectacle of desire unfolding on the bed before her, she began drawing her finger gently across the quivering surface of the little clitoral bud. It felt exquisite, like nothing ever had before.
Daddy had climbed on top of Mommy and was probing for her cuntal opening with the long tapering head of his dick. She could peek between his thighs, at the hair-fringed gash of Mommy's pussy, and she could see his penis insinuating itself between them as Daddy's hand worked it up and down the length of her drooling slit. He was mounting her! Breathing heavily, she began moving her finger in and out against her swollen pleasure-button in time to Daddy's rhythmic gyrations. Then, as she watched in awe, the mammoth instrument of lust slid slowly between the pouting cunt-lips, burying itself deeply in the warm and syrupy wetness of Mommy's cunt.
Mindlessly, June groaned, pleased by the sensation of her husband's invading prick. She could feel it sliding inward, penetrating her depths with the thick and virile rigidity of its heated excitement. Frantically, she thrashed her hips up at him in an attempt to capture even more of the muscular cylinder of meat within her cunt.
But Dan was being methodical, entering her slowly, a little at a time, in a calculated attempt to whip her passions to an even higher peak. His performance was having the desired effect, too, as evidenced by the high-pitched sounds of supplication that were flowing unchecked from his wife's contorting mouth. He worried for a moment that the sounds might reach the ears of his recently spanked daughter, and the thought made him remember the sight of her naked virginal ass, criss-crossed with a series of welts left by his whacking smacking fingers. The image made him shudder, his cock pulsating mightily inside June's tender body.
Then he drove it from his mind, returning all his attention to the business at hand. Humping forward, he buried the full length of his penis in the grasping cavern of her womb, clenching and unclenching the muscles of his loins to make his weapon contract and expand rapidly inside her. June practically fainted with pleasure.
Outside the door, Suzy was lost in a world of blissful excitement. Her finger was whirling rapidly inside the still-tight orifice of her pussy as she climbed in solitude up the steep and perilous incline of sexual excitement. She could feel her fluids flowing copiously to wet her entire hand as she diddled herself. Instinctively, she carried a thick and viscous drop of the juice to the prominence of her clit.
As soon as the contact was made, she gasped. It felt even better than before. It seemed that the wetter it got, the more pleasurable it became. She wanted to scream with joy, to proclaim her ecstasy to the world. But she bit hard into her lip in an attempt to contain the sounds of bliss which welled in her throat. It would be awful if Daddy caught her again. Even worse than before! For this time, she was standing there shamelessly watching him and Mommy as they made love on the bed. And what was worse, she was naked from the waist down, her finger buried obscenely in the slash of her own tender young cunny!
Just thinking about it made her frightened, but she couldn't seem to tear herself away from the lascivious vision. Her finger plunged deep into the pit of her tight little snatch, reaching closer to the mouth of her womb with each plundering stroke. Her cunt was so juicy that her hand felt like it was drowning. Its glisteningly moistened interior kept sucking her inward, like quicksand drawing the body of its victim into the silent anonymity of its depths.
Her breath was coming in noisily labored pants which her parents would most certainly have heard if not for the boisterous and uncontrolled sounds of their own furious lovemaking. Daddy's cock was slipping rhythmically in and out of Mommy's slavering pussy, its sloshing sounds audible right through the door which separated Suzy from the lascivious scene. His balls were swinging heavily, like a giant fleshy pendulum, slapping with a resounding smack against the cheeks of his wife's upturned ass with each instroke.
They were moving more violently now, their bodies coming together and pulling apart rapidly as they fucked. Suzy matched their rhythm with the flashing action of her masturbating hand, first plunging her finger deep in the channel of her sex, then bringing its lubricious tip flitting tenderly across the sensitive nubbin of her swollen clitoris.
She was beginning to lose all touch with reality, the excitement of her arousal making her unconscious of the world around her. The sight of her writhing parents faded quickly into the impressionistic surrealism of oblivion as her attention centered on her own sizzling pussy. The sensation was building. Her head was filling with colors.
And then-POW!-it happened.
Searing flashes of light were shooting willy-nilly across the field of her awareness, dizzying her with their brightness. She could hear the sound of far-off music, distantly heard in the swirling swishing sexual current. It was fantastic, even better than it had been with Bobby just a few hours ago.
In the room before her, her parents were both achieving the same sort of completion, although by a different means. Her father's cock was swelling and contracting powerfully as it shot its syrupy load of semen into the waiting receptacle of his wife's cloying pussy. She could feel it surging into her, filling her womb with the heated fluid of desire and mingling with her own flowing orgasmic juices. Her twat was filled to overflowing, the excess viscosity trickling from her vulva's comers and running down to pool on the mattress beneath her ass.
Suzy was adrift on a cloud as her climax lifted her above the realm of reality. Her own grunts and moans were blending with those of her mother and father to provide a cacophonous symphony of fulfillment as background for the tripartite performance. The combined energy of the collective orgasm was like that of a powerful earthquake, shaking the foundation of the house and making the girl uncertain of her own footing.
Gradually, she returned to earth, the quivering waves of orgasm subsiding with the slowing of her diddling finger's movements. She was aware of the sound of raspy breath, and she looked around furtively for a moment, uncertain of its source. Then, when she realized it was coming from her own tormented throat, she became frightened. What if she were discovered? She had to get out of there.
She turned and moved as silently as possible toward the safety and solitude of her own room. She had things-to think about, and she wanted to be alone.
CHAPTER FOUR
"Bobby, Bobby, are you in here?" Suzy called. The Swenson bam looked much larger with all the goats out at pasture, and Suzy felt lost, looking around for Bobby.
"I'm in the back pen with my doe," Bobby answered. "Come on back here."
Suzy was surprised to see Bobby still grooming his goat. "Aren't you ready?" she asked. "My father said he'll be ready to take us and our goats to the fair in his pick-up truck in about an hour."
"Oh, I'm all ready," Bobby said. "I'm just putting the finishing touches on my goat so she'll stand a better chance of winning a ribbon at the fair." He finished polishing his goat's hoof and took a step back. "She sure looks good," he said. Then, facing Suzy, he asked, "Is your father real mad at me?"
"I don't think so," she replied. "I guess if he was, he wouldn't have offered to take you to the fair."
"That's a relief," Bobby said. "After he caught us that way, I was sure he'd never let us be together again."
"Well," his girlfriend explained, "after you left, he sure did a number on me."
"Really?" Bobby said. "What did he do?"
"He spanked the hell out of me," Suzy said.
"He spanked you?" Bobby echoed, incredulous. "He sure did," Suzy said. "He made me take off my jeans and my panties, and I had to lie across his lap while he spanked me like a little kid. But he hit me hard. Real hard!"
Bobby looked shocked. "I just can't imagine him doing that to you."
"Here," Suzy said. "I guess I'll have to show you." Turning quickly, she dropped her pants to the floor and then pulled down her panties. Bending over so Bobby could see her bare ass, she said, "Look. See the marks his hands left?"
Bobby found the whole thing rather embarrassing, but instead of feeling sympathy, he found himself getting all aroused. His cock was already stiff and hard, and it was beginning to tent the front of his pants.
"Well," Suzy said, "do you see all the red marks on my ass?"
Remembering why Suzy had lowered her panties, Bobby moved in for a closer look. "Boy," he said clucking sympathetically, "your father sure was mad."
Suzy stood like a statue, her back to Bobby while her hands kept the underpants down. "Feel the bruises on my ass, Bobby," she said. "Just touch them."
Bobby did as she instructed, reaching out and letting his fingers stroke the red welts that were still imprinted on her buttocks. "Did he hurt you a lot, Suzy?" he asked as his fingers caressed her inflamed skin.
"It hurt a lot at first," Suzy said. "But you'll never guess what happened right after he spanked me."
Bobby waited to hear the rest, but Suzy wanted him to ask. "O.K.," he said at last. "What happened?"
Suzy slowly turned to face him, her panties still pulled down. In front, the elastic band just barely covered the top of her pubic mound. A big seductive smile covered her adolescent fact and her eyes gleamed with lust.
Bobby knew instinctively that she had something sexy to tell him. "What happened?" he repeated. "Tell me. Tell me!"
Well," Suzy began, her face lit with adolescent enthusiasm. "Right after he spanked me, he sent me to my room. I lay on my bed crying for a while until I heard these really weird noises coming from my parents' bedroom. I tiptoed to their door, and luckily it was slightly open. I peeked through the crack, and guess what? They were fucking."
Bobby's eyes opened wide in surprise. He was even more aroused than before. His cock was hard and throbbing, only now he didn't feel like trying to hide it. It felt good to be so excited, and he wanted Suzy to know just how much she was turning him on. "Tell me," he breathed. "What did you see?"
Suzy felt tingly all over her body. Her hard little nipples were growing larger and larger. She could feel warmly oozing fluid filling her cunt, and every part of her body was alive with passion. Talking about it was arousing her almost as much as watching her mother and father fucking while she fingered herself. Smiling alluringly into Bobby's anxiously awaiting face, she began her little story.
"My mother and father were both completely naked, lying on their bed. My Daddy's penis was tremendous! It was very long and very thick around. I just couldn't believe it could be that big." Looking down at Bobby's tented pants, Suzy stopped talking suddenly and stared at his bulging hardon.
"Go on," Bobby urged, flustered by Suzy's hypnotic gaze. Her eyes were glued to his excited cock, and he felt terribly awkward and unsure of his position. He tried to turn away, but she followed him with her eyes.
"Why don't you pull down your pants, Bobby," Suzy suggested. "I want to compare my father's dick with yours. "
"Don't be absurd," Bobby said. "I still have a lot of growing up to do before I'm full grown." Her words were humiliating and embarrassing him. "Do you think your tits are as big now as they will be in a couple of years? Do you think you have all the hair on your pussy that you'll have when you're all grown up?"
Suzy smiled. "I guess you're right, Bobby. I didn't think about that." Then as an afterthought she said, "But why don't you pull your pants down anyway?"
Bobby was stunned at her openness. "I really don't think it's a good idea. What if your father should catch us again?"
"Oh, I don't think he will," Suzy said. "After all, Bobby, we are in your bam now, and my father is busy fixing the pump on our well. He wants to finish it before taking us to the fair."
Bobby was shaking all over. He wanted very much to touch her, to look at her naked body. He wanted very, very much for her to touch him. But, afraid of the consequences, he just stood glued to the ground, not moving a muscle.
"Bobby," Suzy said, "if you pull your pants down, I can show you exactly what Daddy did to Mommy." As she spoke, the youngster pulled her own pretty flowered panties down and slowly stepped out of them. Her pussy was tingling so much she just couldn't help herself. She thought about how very good it had felt to touch her pussy when it was aroused like this, and the idea of having Bobby touch it again was even more exciting. Reaching out for his hand, Suzy pulled it toward her hairless little pussy. "This is what Daddy did to my Mom's pussy," she said as she rubbed his hand against it.
Bobby felt chills and thrills of exciting stimulation flooding his entire being. Never before had he felt so filled with passion. He was beside himself. With his free hand, he slowly opened the zipper to his pants and pulled them from his anxious body. But before he had a chance to work at his underwear, Suzy's fingers were inside the elastic band, and pulling them down. His hard throbbing cock poked out immediately, revealing his excitement.
"Oooooooh," Suzy gasped as the sight of his hardon caught her eyes. "Your cock isn't small at all, Bobby. I think it's very big. Almost as big as Daddy's. And it's beautiful."
"I never said it was small, Suzy," Bobby said. "I just said that I had a bit of growing to do." He felt important now, Suzy's enthusiastic reaction inflating his budding male ego. She was impressed with his cock, and that meant that he was very much a man. Regaining his confidence helped calm him down, and he was able to control the shaking of his hands. Moving slowly, he let his fingertips wander over the smooth soft skin of her pussy. It was covered with downy tendrils of new hair, and it wouldn't be long before her whole pussy would be covered with fur. But for now, Bobby was happy and contented to touch it just the way it was.
"Is this the way your Dad touched your Mom's cunt?" he asked as he stroked her.
"Yes," she cooed, her eyes closed and her lips wearing a satisfied smile. It felt wonderful to have her pussy touched and caressed this way, especially by a hand other than her own. Without even realizing what she was doing, Suzy found her own hand closing around Bobby's hard throbbing prick. She could feel it resting in the palm of her hand. It felt wonderful-absolutely wonderful! She could feel its hardness. She even imagined that she could feel blood running through it. It was criss-crossed with veins that protruded slightly against the taut smooth skin which covered its length.
The tip of his penis looked like the head of a mushroom. There, the skin felt even smoother. It was like touching satin. She rolled her fingertips up and down over the shaft of his hard throbbing cock. The more she touched it, the longer and harder it became. It was like magic! Her fingers slid up and down, pulling the taut skin and pushing it back. It was very exciting to touch Bobby's cock, and the more she played with it, the more her own body tingled.
Bobby was in ecstasy. This was the very first time any girl had ever touched his prick. It was even the first time any girl had even seen him undressed, and it was fantastic. Suzy was making him feel soooooo good. In fact, she was doing such a fine job on his cock that for a moment he almost forgot that his fingers were touching her pussy.
Remembering suddenly what a lucky guy he was, his fingers began to hungrily stroke her tender young twat. It felt good to touch her pussy. His middle finger ran up and down the length of her slit. It was closed tight, but as his digit moved up and down, Bobby could feel the lips parting, revealing a warm and moist interior. There was something in there, something popping out that felt hard and small. The more he rubbed, the harder it felt. It felt almost as though she had a tiny prick hidden in her pussy.
"Oooooohh," Suzy sighed as Bobby's fingers tweaked lovingly at her swollen clitoris. She was getting more and more excited, feeling a passion hotter than anything she had ever experienced. The more Bobby touched her swollen clit, the more pleasure she wanted. "Oh, Bobby," she sighed, "you're making me feel so good! I like what you're doing to me."
Bobby was floating on a cloud. He was making Suzy feel good, and at the same time Suzy was making him feel good. It was too good to be true.
He couldn't believe that anything this wonderful was really happening to him. The more he played with her cunt, the more she played with his prick. Combined, the feeling was sensational.
"Bobby," Suzy whispered, "do you know what else I saw my father do to my mother?"
"No," sighed Bobby. "What else did he do?" Thrusting her pussy up at Bobby's caressing fingers, she said, "He touched my mother's tits. He touched them all over."
Bobby took a long deep breath. He knew damn well what she meant when she said that. Removing his hand from her vibrating pussy, he brought it up to her stiff blue shirt. Every so slowly, he unbuttoned it, revealing her youthful bosom.
Suzy felt a pang of disappointment when his hand left her welcoming pussy, but wild anticipation flickered through her head as she breathlessly waited for him to remove her top. Her hand worked even more desperately at his ever-growing hardon while he undressed her. She wanted everything.
Opening the last button, Bobby separated the front of the shirt. The sight of her pretty, white lacy bra took his breath away. He was sure he could see her naked skin through the tiny holes in the loosely woven material. But he wanted to see all. Pulling her hands from the sleeves, Bobby removed her shirt. He took a deep breath before attempting to open her bra. Unsure of where to begin, his fingers fumbled with the clasp.
But Suzy made it much easier for him. Bringing her hands back, she quickly unfastened the undergarment. Then, before it could cool, she quickly returned her hand to his nice warm dick.
Before his dazzled eyes, Bobby saw Suzy's bra straps fall from her shoulders and slip over her arms. Now Suzy stood stark naked before him-completely exposed! He was stunned at the sight of her naked titties. They were even bigger than he'd thought they were. And now that he was seeing them in the flesh, his heart jumped and pounded within him. They were absolutely beautiful, breathtaking.
But before he would allow his hand to touch them, he wanted to fill his eyes with their magnificence. Suzy could feel his excitement, and it just swept her away. She was so happy that Bobby was impressed with her tits. It made her feel even more grown up. "Touch them," she whispered, trying to imitate the passionate timbre of her mother's voice. "Please touch them."
Bobby reached up with both his hands, and very gently filled his palms with her young and tender titflesh. Even though her breasts were small, holding them was inflaming his excited body. They fit nicely into the palms of his hands. He let his fingertips squeeze gently into their soft cushiony meat. It felt wonderful to touch a woman's breast, even if Suzy wasn't completely a woman yet. She sure was off to a good start!
Suzy closed her eyes as a thrill ran through her body. It felt so good, Suzy forgot about everything around her. She forgot about the fair, she even forgot about her father. Bobby was making her feel so very good, all that mattered now was her fulfillment. Sexual need was burning her body to the core. She was so hot her chest purred with heated excitement.
Bobby could feel Suzy's nipples getting harder and harder inside his palm. Her nipples were so stiff they felt like little rocks grinding against his skin. Removing his hands to look at them, his eyes bulged at the sight of the budding little paps. Her aureoles were rosy pink around the surface of her nipples, and the nipples themselves had more than doubled in size. They were a bright red, and stood out straight and firm against her tender little titties. The fact that her breasts were still young and growing made her nipples look even larger. They covered almost half the surface of her adolescent bosom.
Rolling his inexperienced fingers around her budding nubbins, Bobby felt chills of passion run through his body. The more he touched them, the harder they felt. The more he rolled them around in his fingers, the larger they grew. Bobby was so excited that the tip of his cock was oozing fluid.
As Suzy's fingers pushed up and down on it, she could feel his prick becoming wetter and wetter.
Her hand worked diligently at his throbbing pecker, spreading the gooey substance that trickled from his pisshole. She smeared the fluid all over his prick, making it nice and slippery. Her hand was inexperienced, but it worked lovingly at giving Bobby satisfaction.
Bobby's body was blazing with fire. Touching Suzy's titties and having her touch his cock was unbelievably exciting.
Removing one of his hands from her tit, Bobby returned it to her gyrating pussy. He squeezed gently at her pubic mound while his middle finger fondled her slit. Slowly, his plundering digit pushed its way between her parted pussy lips. It felt warm and wet inside her cunt, and his finger slipped in nice and easy.
Suzy could feel Bobby's finger moving around inside her twat. It felt wonderful, like nothing ever had before. She could no longer control the gyrating movement of her swaying hips. They rotated in time to Bobby's driving finger. The pleasure his hand was bringing to her tiny tender titties was absolutely driving her wild.
She could hear his finger sloshing around inside her, making all sorts of obscene slurpy sounds. The deeper Bobby explored, the wetter her vulva became. She wished his finger was thicker so she could feel even more flesh inside her twat. Her pussy was tingling with passion-the most powerful force that had ever entered her body. Desire was in complete charge. All she knew was lust.
Bobby felt ready to explode. Suzy's hand whipped up and down on his prick, making it feel better with each and every stroke. He was crazed with lust, his cock getting closer and closer to the point of no return. "I think you'd better stop touching my cock," he said desperately.
"Aaaaahh," Suzy sighed, smiling seductively into Bobby's contorted face. "Is something getting ready to happen?"
"I'm afraid so, Suzy," Bobby said, making an effort to hold back the orgasm. "But if you wait a couple of minutes, it will pass." As he spoke, his hands remained on Suzy's body, one working diligently at her nipple while the other toyed lovingly at her sensitive twat. He loved keeping Suzy contented, and it sure felt good for him, too.
"Can we try something?" Suzy asked in a childishly timid manner.
"What do you want to try?" Bobby asked, breathless.
By way of explanation, she pulled her body back and away from Bobby's hands. Lying down on the bam floor, she reached up and pulled Bobby down on top of her. "I want to feel you against me," she said. "I want to feel your body close to mine."
And then he was upon her, his body touching hers. He could feel her tender little tits pressing against his chest. Reaching between them, she pushed his shirt up to his neck. Now he could feel her nipples against his chest, his cock pressing tight against the outside of her tender pubic mound. It excited him beyond belief. It was the closest his cock had ever gotten to a cunt! He was so excited that his body was shaking with passion. He was on top of her-actually lying on top of her-and she was totally naked beneath him.
Suzy was all excited too. It felt wonderful having Bobby's naked body on top of hers. She could feel his thighs against her thighs, his cock pressing against her pussy. "Bobby," she said in a low sexy voice, "why don't you put your cock inside me?"
Bobby was speechless, paralyzed with shock. He didn't know what to do. He had dreamed of a moment like this, and now here she was begging him to fuck her! It just was too good to be true. He couldn't believe it.
"Come on, Bobby," Suzy pleaded as she spread her legs wider beneath him. "Do it just like my Daddy did it to my Mom."
Bobby sprang into action, suddenly afraid she'd change her mind or that the moment would pass and he'd awaken from this dream. He had to act fast. Reaching down for his cock, Bobby positioned it as best he could. It was awkward at first. His cock pressed urgently at the portal to her pussy, but it hurt her more than it satisfied her. Trying to place it again, Bobby fumbled and fumbled until finally the slippery organ started to push its way inside. At first, Bobby wasn't sure whether it was really going in or not, but then it started to feel all nice and warm, and instinctively he knew that his cock had found the right place. Slowly, ever so slowly, his cock began to push its way inside.
Suzy was wild with anticipation as his cock slowly moved inside her. It felt glorious. It was the most powerful sensation her body had ever known, and she was sure nothing else in the world could ever feel this good. But then that wonderful glorious feeling started to fade. It was turning into a nightmare-a nightmare of pain!
Bobby felt a wall stopping him-the barrier inside her pussy, the membrane that separated a girl from a woman. It was her cherry! But nothing Bobby had ever learned from livestock had prepared him for this. So he fought it, pushing down with all his might. With a plunge, his cock smashed its way through.
"Ooooooooowww," Suzy screamed. Tears were flowing down her cheeks as the pain came to a rolling boil. Bobby had stopped moving at once. He froze, his cock buried to the hilt inside her. But then his body started to move instinctively up and down, in the fucking movement that comes so perfectly natural. Up and down, in and out, his cock moved rhythmically.
Suzy stopped crying. Her pain was turning into the most beautiful experience of her life. In a flash, it had been replaced by the most sensitive of emotions. Closing her eyes, her consciousness melted into a flood of dynamic colors shooting out in front of a black velvet background, shapes of all different sizes and colors. She was being fucked! Bobby's cock was buried deep inside her, pushing in and out, making her cunt feel gloriously alive. It was wonderful!
Bobby's body was alive with lust. Never before had he known such desire. His cock was actually inside a girl's pussy. It was the best thing that had ever happened to him! He could feel cunt all around his cock. Her vaginal lips were encircling his prick. It was so warm and wet inside her. The movement of his body started to pick up tempo, and the quicker he moved the closer he came to exploding. He fought to control it, slowing down every time he thought he was going to burst, until he couldn't hold back any longer.
Then, unable to prevent it, his cock began to jerk inside Suzy's cunt. Jet after jet, it shot its fiery semen. He was cumming, like a machine gun shooting off bullet after bullet. His body moved frantically as he pumped his load into Suzy's virgin pussy.
The girl was lost in a world of ecstasy. She felt a strange urge come over her, as though something had to be done. And then a wild unknown feeling burst inside her body. It was like the fourth of July all over her, sparks and dynamite and Roman candles firing off inside her body. Her pussy flowed like a river, releasing its fluid and saturating the pistoning organ that plunged rhythmically inside her. She lost touch with reality for a while, abandoning herself to orgasm. When it was finished, Bobby's cock felt very different inside her.
They lay motionless for a while and then Bobby sighed, "Did you shoot your load, too?" he asked. His cock, now shriveled completely, was falling out of Suzy's cunt.
"I guess I did," she said. "Something wonderful happened. I wish we could do it again."
Bobby, thinking she was referring to his deflated little penis, was embarrassed by her words. Looking away from her, he mumbled, "It'll be hard again in a little while. I'm sure it will."
Suzy giggled. "No, I didn't mean that. But my father will be waiting for us, and he won't wait too long before he starts looking for us."
"You're right," Bobby said, springing to his feet. "We'd better get dressed right away." He began struggling into his clothes, reaching out with one hand to help his girlfriend to her feet. Suzy dressed quickly and helped Bobby get his goat from the pen. Then they walked hand in hand toward Suzy's house.
When they got there, Dan was finishing his work on the pump. He stood up as they approached.
"Good timing," he said. "I was just getting ready to go call you." He had apparently forgiven Bobby for his indiscretion of the previous day.
"Bobby had to trim his goat's hooves a little better, Daddy," she said. "Doesn't she look beautiful?"
The look on his little girl's face was so innocent and enthusiastic that Dan couldn't do anything but smile. The kids looked so happy and excited that it made him proud. That was what moving to the country was all about-teaching the kids to be independent, teaching them about life. "You kids get the goats into the truck," he said. "I'll go get the keys."
As Dan walked toward the house, he was glad to get out of their sight. One button of Suzy's blouse was undone, and he could see part of her bra. He hadn't wanted to mention it in front of Bobby, but it sure was having an effect on his cock. He was ashamed of himself for becoming sexually aroused by the sight of his own daughter, but he just couldn't help himself.
CHAPTER FIVE
Suzy blinked her eyes and looked around in confusion. She and Bobby had gotten separated almost as soon as Daddy had dropped them off at the fair. Her goat was a male and his a female, so they were assigned to pens at different ends of the livestock tent. She hadn't seen him for an hour or more. The young exhibitors whose animals occupied the pens near Suzy's were helpful in showing her what to do and how to set up her equipment, but because she was quite new at all this, Suzy was having a difficult time getting organized.
At last, however, her buck was safely installed in his pen, having been provided with bedding, water, and feed. Suzy really didn't know what to do next. The tent was a hubbub of excitement, 4-H Club members and other exhibitors rushing back and forth with buckets, brushes, and hay flakes. Suzy, who really didn't know any of them, searched in vain for a familiar face. But Bobby was no where to be seen. Even the snatches of conversation she heard were meaningless to her, as though the kids were speaking some foreign language.
"Hey, Billy," a teenager next to her shouted at his friend. "Mr. Moejoe is getting it on with one of the mares. Want to go look?"
"He's a horny old stud," the other answered. "Jumped the fence last year, too. This ought to be good." The two boys ran off together, laughing raucously. Suzy was trying to make sense of what she had heard when, mercifully, Bobby appeared on the scene.
"There you are, Suzy," he said. "I've been looking all over for you. How are you and King Louie making out?"
"All right, I guess," Suzy answered uncertainly. "I just wish I knew what was going on."
"I felt the same way at my first fair," Bobby said sympathetically. "But you'll see. We'll be here every day for a week. In a day or two you'll feel at home."
"I don't know," Suzy said. Then, a look of curiosity coming over her face, she asked, "Who is Mr. Moejoe?"
"Only the best appaloosa stallion in the county," Bobby answered. "Last year he won five blue ribbons and a grand champion. This year he'll probably do even better. Why do you ask?"
"I heard a couple of kids talking about him," Suzy answered. "One of them called him a horny old stud, and the other said he was getting it on with one of the mares. What were they talking about?"
Bobby's face reddened slightly, and he looked at the ground, embarrassed by the naivete of Suzy's question. "He's been used for stud so often," he answered softly, "that he can smell a female a mile away. They just can't keep him fenced. Last year he got to four or five mares and bred them all.
Sounds like he's at it again."
"You mean he's fucking them?" Suzy queried, her voice dropping to a whisper although no one was around to hear her. Bobby nodded wordlessly. She felt her little nipples hardening at the thought of two horses making it, and at the memory it evoked of what she and Bobby had done in the Swenson bam just a few hours ago. Her upper lip was suddenly covered with droplets of perspiration, and she felt the crotch of her panties dampening and pulling tightly into the crack of her recently initiated pussy.
"Can we go watch?" she asked breathlessly.
"I suppose so," Bobby answered. "If you want to, and if there's any room left at the fence."
"Come on, then," she murmured excitedly, taking hold of his hand and squeezing it tightly. "What are we waiting for?"
Without a word, Bobby turned and led her from the tent. They walked slowly at first, but as soon as they were outside they broke into a trot, Bobby leading the way and Suzy running alongside. He seemed to know exactly where to go. Suzy, who had not yet found her bearings in the unfamiliar surroundings, was content to let him guide her. They ran past a line of pens in which fat and lazy pigs were grunting or sleeping, and then through a gantlet of cows and steers. Following Bobby's example, she lifted her feet high to avoid stepping in the copious mounds of manure the animals left wherever they went. A moment later they were running breathlessly past the corral in which the horses and donkeys were kept.
Suzy could hear the excited shouts and laughter of the other young exhibitors who, like she and Bobby, had rushed to see the mating performance. There before them was the crowd, huddling along the corral fence, blocking her view of what was going on inside it.
"Come on," Bobby said. "We'll have to push and shove a little but it will be worth it." He began elbowing his way through the throng of babbling teenagers, Suzy close behind him. At last he found the two of them a place by the fence. Catching her breath, Suzy looked up for the first time at the erotic spectacle.
There in the corral was Julliette, a beautiful chestnut mare. And close behind her stood the notorious Mr. Moejoe. The stallion was huge, at least one and a half times as tall as the mare. His coloring was exquisite. He was dark grey with black spotted markings on his rump and flanks. His hind and forelegs were black, as though he had been dipped in pitch. He was snorting and pawing the ground, seeking to impress the chestnut with his power and masculinity. The effect it had on the mare was obvious. Her tail was held high and flagged to one side, exposing the reddening gash of her pouting vaginal opening. It seemed to be coated with a thickly glistening sheen of viscous fluid. The sight of it reminded Suzy of the wetness at her own loins.
Turning to Bobby she whispered, "Why is her ass all wet like that?" Two of the kids standing near her giggled. Bobby's face reddened once again.
"That's not her ass, stupid," he said, suddenly embarrassed to be seen with her. Then, relenting, his expression softened. Leaning close to her he whispered in her ear. "That's her cunt. And it's wet because she is getting ready for him."
Suddenly, understanding dawned. That explained a lot of things-both about the animals and about herself. That accounted for the moisture oozing from between her own pouting pussylips. That accounted for the stickiness of her clinging underpants. But it didn't explain the tingling sensation which was sweeping over her lower body. She returned her attentions to the corral, anxious to see more.
Something about Mr. Moejoe caught her eye-something different, something she had never seen before. She had seen male horses urinate, and she knew that when they did so their penises got longer and hung down toward the ground. But Mr. Moejoe's cock was tremendous, and instead of hanging limp, it was stiff and hard. Like a spear, it pointed forward, paralleling the smooth line of his sweat-covered belly. As she stared at it, it seemed to grow even longer, like Bobby's had when she'd held it in her hand earlier in the bam.
Everything was becoming clear to her now. She didn't need to ask any more questions. The stallion was getting ready to stick his cock into the chestnut mare's vagina. The only part that confused her was how he was going to accomplish it, and she was sure to find out if she watched for another moment.
Moving forward, Mr. Moejoe dropped his head to nose at the wetness beneath the female's tail. Julliette, instead of resisting him, seemed to sidle backward, pressing the glistening slash of her opening against the stallion's sensitive muzzle. Suzy could hear excited murmurings in the crowd all around her, but she was far too engrossed in the lascivious demonstration to pay attention to the words being spoken or to their meanings.
He seemed to be licking her, to be running his long pink tongue over the black-lipped aperture of her pussy, nickering softly in his rising excitement. She could see his cock grow even longer, stiffening more visibly as the notorious stallion lapped and nuzzled at his mate-for-the-moment. The preteener's nipples were so hard they ached. She longed to pet and stroke them with her own hands to sooth the discomfort, but of course she could not.
Bobby was whispering in her ear again, but it took a moment before she could make her brain focus on his words. " ... getting ready to mount her now," he was saying. "Watch this. It ought to be good."
As if on cue, the massive appaloosa neighed mightily and reared up on his hind legs, pawing the air before him in a terrifying manner. Suzy shuddered at the thought of what might happen to anyone who attempted to come between him and the mare. And then it happened. Descending, he placed one front hoof on either side of the chestnut mare's rump, inching forward until the tip of his long and sinewy phallus approached the slime-covered opening.
Suzy was amazed at the comparative gentleness of the mighty stallion's approach. Moving his hind feet one at a time, he brought himself closer to the objective, the swollen and bulbous head of his cock making contact at last with the chestnut's twat. Then with a quick roll of his hindquarters, he drove it home, burying at least six inches of its shaft in Julliette's welcoming slash. With one voice, the young exhibitors at the fence gasped in excitement. It was happening now, it was really happening!
Mr. Moejoe's prick was incredibly long, and much of it remained to be buried in the lubricious opening. He humped hard and fast, each movement driving a little more of the swollen shaft into the mare's vaginal passage. Both of the animals were covered with sweat, both were panting and puffing with the effort of their union. The mare was rocking forward and back vigorously, throwing her hindquarters against the source of her pleasure. The stallion's balls were swinging below him like the pendulum of a grandfather's clock.
Suzy felt Bobby's hand in her own, and she squeezed it unconsciously, communicating her desire and excitement to her young male companion. She felt her own perspiration drenching her clothing and mingling with the juices of her vulva to drench the cloth of her undergarment.
The animals were fucking furiously now, unmistakable sounds of passion escaping from their throats as they worked together to achieve mutual satisfaction. Somewhere in the crowd of onlookers, a voice-apparently that of the stallion's owner was cursing and complaining, muttering to all that would listen about how he had been deprived of a three-hundred-dollar stud fee. Another youth, probably Julliette's owner, said, "Thanks for the service. I sure do appreciate it. Moejoe is welcome in Julliette's pen any old time."
But none of this was more than a buzz in Suzy's hot ears, for the pumping, gyrating animals were obviously nearing their climax, and she was too immersed in watching them to be aware of anything else. Then Moejoe bellowed, his organ swelling to even greater size and discharging spasmodically in the pussy of the mare. Suzy squeezed Bobby's hand so hard it hurt him, but he never complained. He too had become totally involved in the scene they were witnessing.
Slowly the stallion's prick withdrew from Julliette's opening. At last the horses, which for a moment had fused, became two separate entities again. The crowd had become noisy now, the adolescent exhibitors joking crudely and poking one another in the ribs. But Suzy was oblivious, her mind on other things. Turning to Bobby, she pressed her lips to his ear and whispered so softly that he could barely hear her, "Let's go someplace.
I want to try it too."
Her words affected him instantly, bringing his already erect penis to throbbingly painful rigidity. "I know a place," he whispered. "It's near the manure heaps. No one ever goes there except after pen cleanup in the morning." Taking her by the hand, he led her quickly through the crowd.
Suzy's head was spinning. She had no idea where she was or where he was taking her. She could think of nothing but the burning tingling itch that plagued her groin and filled her thoughts with fantasy of sexual pleasure. Within moments they were in a field hidden from view by a huge steaming pile of compost-an odiferous blend of pig, cow, horse, goat, sheep, and rabbit manure. Each day after the exhibitors cleaned their pens, a tractor pushed the excrement together and brought it here. But for the two sex-hungry youngsters it was a luxury accommodation.
Suzy was breathless. "Did you see the way they did it?" she blurted. "From behind?"
"Of course," Bobby said. "That's the way all animals do it."
"We didn't do it that way," Suzy said. "And neither did Mom and Dad."
"All animals but people, I guess," he said.
"Why?" Suzy asked. "Why don't we do it that way too?"
"I ... I ... I don't know," Bobby said. "I don't know if...." But Suzy was already pulling her pants down and following them with her sticky clinging panties, baring her loins to his fevered gaze.
"Come on," she said impatiently. "I want to try it." She dropped quickly to her hands and knees, unmindful of the manure which oozed through her splayed fingers. Bobby stood looking at her for a moment, not really certain what to do next. Then, his stiff prick dominating his brain, he began tugging at the buckle of his belt. Undoing it swiftly, he opened his pants and let them drop to his ankles. Then he dropped his shorts as well, freeing his youthful hardon from confinement.
There was something exciting about the cool fresh air washing over the nakedness of his cock and balls. His excitement was compounded by the sight of the willing adolescent girl who posed on her hands and knees before him. She was begging him to fuck her like an animal. She was demanding it, and he couldn't resist any longer.
Falling to his knees behind her, he pawed the air for a moment as Mr. Moejoe had done. Then he kneed his way forward until the tip of his swaying penis was grazing erotically at the soft smooth skin of Suzy's naked white buttocks. A steady ooze of fluid was flowing from the tip of his member, leaving smeary wet streaks across her flesh. When she felt it touch her, she moaned, transformed by desire into a mindless lust-driven she-animal.
"Oh fuck me, fuck me, fuck me," she gasped, rocking back on her knees to throw her exposed cuntal plane toward him. "Please Bobby," she implored. "Be my stallion. Fuck me good."
Her words were all it took to bring his passion to its peak. With trembling hands he reached for his organ and moved it between the softness of her smooth white thighs, directing its tapering head at the moist crack of her tender young cunt. He could feel her pouting pussylips kissing daintily at the head of his exuberant weapon. Holding it tightly in his hand, he rubbed its bulbous head up and down in the soft wetness of her vaginal crack, struggling against the tightness of her nearly virgin muscles. The frictional contact was stimulating, making his scrotum tingle and his balls chum anxiously. It felt good.
Suzy sighed, the touch of Bobby's prick against the sensitive membrane of her twat spreading the warmth of sexual arousal throughout her trembling young body. "Don't tease me," she pleaded. "Stick it in. Please stick it in me." Her words aroused him even more, making his youthful cock still hard er as he bathed it in the fluids of her flowing fount of passion. Looking down, he saw the whiteness of her asscheeks framing the bloated red of his prick as he worked it hungrily against her. She was a huge soft pincushion into which his pointy tool could sink unimpeded until it nestled safely in her core. But still something held him back.
Everything had happened so fast. Just a few hours ago they had both been virgins, ignorant of the ways of love. She had been so naive that her goat's erection had baffled her. The sum total of his sexual experience had consisted of one of two masturbation sessions in the bathroom of his parents' home. And now they were lovers. They had already fucked once, face to face on the floor of his bam. Then, together, hand in hand, they had stood watching Mr. Moejoe breed the chestnut mare. And here they were, hiding behind a manure pile, both naked from the waist down, about to fuck again as the animals had. It was like some kind of dream-an obscene dream, a sex dream, a wet dream. Only the dream was coming true, the fantasy was becoming reality. Bobby wanted to savor the moment a little longer.
His girlfriend was impatient, however. Her cunt was on fire, her tits were sizzling, her mind was in a dither. She needed fulfillment, satisfaction. Her pubescent pussy required the attention of a strong and virile prick, and Bobby had what she wanted.
With a groan of desire, she flung her ass back at him, imprisoning the tip of his member between the soft and puffy flanges of her sweet young vulva. Only its tapering point slipped between them, but it was enough to whet her appetite, enough to sharpen her hunger. She wanted more cock, and if Bobby wouldn't give it to her, she would simply have to take it.
Like an anxious mare, she began moving backward, enshrouding his penis in the warmth of her vaginal cavity. Bobby rolled his hips backward at first, trying to hold out a little longer before plunging to her depths. But she would not be denied. A gurgling, guttural grumble gushing from her throat, she heaved back at him, her pussy swallowing another inch of his rod. How sweet it was! How very, very sweet.
"Oh, Bobby," she breathed. "I love it. Give it to me. Give it all to me. "
Her plea melted all of the teenager's resistance. He could not hold back any longer. Falling across her back, he humped forward, driving his youthful battering-iron into her vaginal orifice until he had stuffed her to the hilt. The lips of her cunt were tight around him, milking the tubes of his cock and stimulating the activity of his testicles. His breath was coming in labored gasping pants. He was beginning to lose contact with the reality around him. The dung heap which sheltered them had become a magnificent glacial moraine, the smell of shit which filled the air had turned to the most delicate of perfumes.
The world had gone out of sync. His consciousness focused on nothing but the pleasure which emanated from his actively pulsating loins. The tubes of his penis were filling with fluid, the rich honeyed fluid of desire. He had only entered her a moment before, but an orgasm was already beginning to bubble in the storehouse of his vesicles. "Oh Suzy, oh Suzy," he wailed, heedless of anyone who might hear him. "My cock is all the way in you, and I feel like I'm going to explode."
"Oh yes," she cried. "Oh yes, I'm all around you! It's going to happen any minute. Fuck me hard. Please, fuck me hard!"
Her mind was filled with a picture of Moejoe, the massive appaloosa stallion, mounting his mare. She thought of the monstrous size of his penis, and she envisioned it driving forward into her cunt. She could feel his hoofs scraping at her naked flanks. She thrilled to his heated breath on the back of her neck. She was his mare and he was her stallion, and together they were climbing the long and torturous trail to sensuous bliss. She heard the groaning sound of a woman in torment, and realized at last that the cries were tearing from her own throat.
Each time Bobby drove against her, she felt his balls swing forward to slap at her back turned pubic mound. The sparse growth of hair which covered his loins tickled her sensitive tissues as his iron-hard weapon drove deeper into the pit of her sex. So wet had her pussy become that Bobby's cock seemed to be swimming in it, swashing in and out as it drove through the pool of heated fluids.
His hands were moving over her now, grabbing for her tits through the rough material of her blue work shirt. Her nipples were so hard and so pointed she thought they would rip through the coarse denim material to stab at his hands. He pinched and squeezed them, rolling them clumsily in his inexperienced fingers as his cock sought a path to her vaginal depths. She felt a shimmering wave of pleasure sweeping over her, making her tremble with ecstasy. She shuddered once and then she howled, a pagan bestial sound which ripped from the heart of her being and filled the air around them with crackling fire.
"Oh, Bobby," she wailed. "It's going to happen again! I know it! I feel it! I'm going to explode! I'm going to burst. I'm going to die. Oh God! Oh, God help me! Oh, Bobby. Oh, Bobby, fuck me! Oh yes! Oh oh ooooooh. Yeeessssss. I'm cumming!" Bobby could feel the undulations of her vulva as it contracted tightly around his plunging dick. She was flowing like a river, washing his cock in the warm wetness of her cuntal secretions as the sounds of her joy rang around them. His own climax was about to begin, and for the moment he could think of nothing else. Deep in the back of his mind he knew that babies were made this way. Deep in the pit of his memory he recalled the warning of a book he had read. The word contraception seemed to flit through his consciousness. But he was powerless to act on the knowledge. There was nothing new for him but to explode. "Oh, Suzy," Be whispered. "I'm going to fill you up." And then the explosion began. The first whirling jet of gism squeezed from the tip of his prick and shot forcefully into the depths of his young girlfriend's pussy.
It was exquisite, like nothing he had ever experienced before. An internal friction was sweeping through his organ, lifting him higher and higher still. The initial ejaculation was followed by another, and another, and another. He was pumping like a fire hose, his stallion-prick shooting cum like an automatic rifle.
Her vulva was drenched with the combination of cuntal secretions and masculine joyjuice. Its lips were soaked with moisture, droplets of the goo dripping from the slash to wet the backs of her thighs and the pouch of his testes. The youngsters were flowing copiously, mingling their juices in a Niagara of sexual ooze. For a moment it seemed it would go on forever, as if nothing would stop it, nothing at all.
And then they heard the voice. It was gruff and angered. "What the fuck are you kids doing here?" it demanded.
Bobby's blood turned to ice. He was afraid to look up. Then he felt the toe of a boot crash painfully against the base of his spine. "Get out of here, you little fucker," the gruff voice command-ed, "before I call the sheriff."
Clutching at the waistband of his pants, Bobby pulled himself from Suzy's cunt and ran for his life.
Suzy's eyes were filled with tears. Caught again!
CHAPTER SIX
Suzy's heart thumped heavily as she slowly rose to her feet. How absolutely awful this was-to be discovered fucking, at the county fair! What would happen to her now? She couldn't even bring herself to look up at the source of the voice that was scolding her, so many horrible thoughts ran through her befuddled mind.
Would she be reported to the authorities? What would her father do to her now? Would he beat her again? Would he kill her? Tears were rolling down her cheeks, her lips quivering. Her heart was beating so fast and loud that her whole body trembled with fright. What an awful predicament to be in. And, worst of all, Bobby wasn't even with her. She was all alone to face this horrible gruff voice, all alone to defend herself and to take the punishment.
Suzy's trembling hands moved quickly to cover her naked pubic mound. The realization that this person had already seen her bare ass was the epitome of embarrassment. Pulling herself swiftly together and tugging her jeans up over her hips, she looked up at last into the face of her enemy. He was a tall man, rather thin, and wearing some kind of uniform. There was a cap on his head, and he looked like some sort of official. Oh my God, Suzy thought. This is much worse than I thought. He looked like a policeman, but his uniform was a different color. Through haze-clouded eyes, Suzy caught sight of the silver badge pinned to his uniform jacket.
She looked for a gun, but it didn't look like he had one, and he didn't have a club either. What kind of policeman could he be without a gun or a club? Then she realized that he was a security guard, probably employed by the fair. But that was no consolation. Obviously, he did have some kind of authority. He could certainly expose her.
Biting her lip, Suzy looked into the stranger's face, waiting for him to speak. But he seemed very quiet now. A couple of minutes had gone by without his saying a word. On reflection, it seemed that he had stopped speaking as soon as Bobby ran off. What would happen? What would he do to her?
The uniformed man stared at her with glazed eyes, looking almost unreal. His face was scary, his eyes glued to her half-naked body. Somehow, he didn't look like he was going to scold her, for now his face wore a great big smile-the kind of smile her father had worn when he was making it with Mommy. Suzy thought she knew what it meant, and her heart beat even faster. She was terrified of him-scared to death.
She wanted to run, but her body was riveted to the spot. She wished the man would say something, anything at all. But instead, he just stared lewdly at her, the big ugly grin on his face eating her up. Run, run, run, stupid, her mind kept saying. But Suzy's body couldn't move an inch. She looked at him again, her horrified eyes coming to rest on the immense protrusion between his legs. His pants were sticking way out, and as naive as she was, she knew damn well what that meant.
Oh my God, she thought. He has a hardon. Now her whole body shivered with fright. He didn't look normal. He looked wild. His eyes were like a madman's, insane with passion. Why doesn't he say something? Why is he so damn quiet? Slowly, she moved back, away from the lust-crazed man who wore the uniform of authority. But he finally spoke up.
"Don't you run away from me," he said. "It will only get you into more trouble than you already are."
"What do you want of me?" Suzy managed to whimper. She waited for the man to answer her, but all he did was stare at her with those crazy eyes. She was starting to feel like she was on display, like some object on sale. She wished he would just scold her and send her on her way, or spank her like her Daddy had done. But the look on his face and the bulge in his pants told her that he wasn't about to do any of those things.
"If you don't let me go," she said through trembling lips, "I'll scream."
But the uniformed man just sneered. "You aren't going to run or scream," he said. "You are going to do just what I say, or you'll be the sorriest little girl in Sorento County." Walking closer to Suzy's trembling body, the man lowered his voice. "If you cooperate with me," he said, "I'll be real nice to you. But if you don't...." His voice trailed off ominously.
"What do you want me to do?" Suzy questioned timorously.
The man still wore that awful lustful look on his face. Only his eyes were brighter now than before. "I watched you and that boy fucking," he said. "I saw everything. I watched you and him walk over to the manure pile. I saw you pull down your pants and get on your hands and knees, just like an animal."
Suzy listened to the man's words, wishing she could die. He'd seen it all, absolutely everything. She was so embarrassed that she wished for a hole big enough to throw herself in.
Reaching out for her arm, the man pulled her against him. Suzy just stood there, unable to do anything but let the man rub her shoulder. He was trying to warm up to her. His fingers were dancing about her shoulders, pinching them and kneading her skin through the rough material of her work shirt. She couldn't believe this was really happening to her.
"I want to be your friend," the man said. As he spoke, his other hand moved down slowly to the front of his pants. Suzy was shocked when she saw what he was doing. His fly was open and his cock was sticking out. His hand was actually petting his own prick, pulling it up and down. It was something Suzy had never seen before, and it was kind of exciting to see. He was stroking his own cock and it was having an obvious effect on him.
His other hand was slowly moving down closer and closer to her adolescent little titty. As it approached, he said, "If you are a good little girl I promise I won't tell a soul what I saw." Suzy's heart stopped beating for a second. His large manly hand was squeezing her tender pointy breast, and she was too scared to do anything about it.
"Do you have an animal entered here at the fair?" the man asked incongruously.
"Yes I do," Suzy managed to say through her quivering lips. The man was gently squeezing her breast while stroking his own prick.
"Well," he said, "if you cooperate with me, I can help you win a ribbon. Wouldn't it be nice to go home with a ribbon?" His voice was soft and syrupy.
"It sure would," Suzy answered, her eyes widening at the thought. "But how could you do that?"
"Just leave it to me," the man said. "All you have to do is make me feel good. Like you made your little friend feel good. I promise you won't be sorry."
Suzy's fear had softened her resistance, and now his promise was weakening her even further. "Will you promise not to tell my parents?" Suzy asked hesitantly.
"I promise," the man said.
"And will you promise not to tell the authorities here at the fair?"
"I promise," the man said. "You don't have a thing to worry about. I work for the authorities here at the fair, and my lips are sealed. You take care of me, and we'll be friends."
Suzy felt a lot better. If she did as he asked no one would ever know what she and Bobby had been doing. Most important of all, her father would never know. He would be furious if he found out. There was no telling what he would do. Besides, the excitement which had begun when she and Bobby were on the ground before had not entirely left her. The thought of a grown man touching her was kind of appealing. And maybe he really could help her win a ribbon for King Louie. The fright and terror that had run through her body was slowly going away. What a thrill it would be to go home from her first county fair with a ribbon!
Already beginning to breathe heavily, Suzy nodded slowly. "O.K.," she said. "I'll cooperate."
"Fine," the man said. Removing his hand from her little titty, he said, "Now, I want you to take off all your clothes. I'm going to sit down right here and watch." Finding a small patch of grass, the uniformed man made himself comfortable.
Suzy's heart started to flutter all over again. This was all very exciting, but she felt very awkward undressing in front of a stranger, especially a grown man. She really didn't have any choice in the matter, though. And, in a way, that heightened the excitement. Undoing her blouse, Suzy worked on one button after another. Then she slowly pulled it open and slipped her arms out of the sleeves. Dropping it to the ground, she felt a chill sweep over her half-naked bosom. All that covered her titties now was the pretty lace bra she was wearing. She was just reaching for its clasp when the man stopped her.
"Take your pants off first," he commanded. "I want to see you in just your panties and bra."
Doing as he asked, Suzy pulled her zipper down and slowly peeled them to the ground. Stepping out of her jeans, she lay them next to her work shirt. It felt odd to be standing out in the open with just her undies on, but it was turning her on in a strange way. The man seemed to be enjoying every second of it, too. His face lit up with an expression of sheer lust.
"You have a nice little body," he said, his eyes bulging with desire and excitement.
Suzy reached back with her hands to unclasp her lacy bra, a horrible frightened feeling suddenly swarming over her body as she exposed her young breasts to this stranger. But she fought it, telling herself that everything would be all right, that he wouldn't tell on her, that he was going to help her get a ribbon. She hesitated for only a moment, then she unclasped her bra. Pulling it from her shoulders, she piled the bra with the rest of her garments, then she quickly peeled her underpants off.
"Oooooohhh, you look real good," the excited man said. "I like your body. Your pussy hardly has any hair on it. I like that ... I like that a lot. And your little titties are beautiful, just beautiful." He seemed to be babbling, talking to himself rather than to her. She waited for the man to get up and come over to her, but he didn't move a muscle. He just sat there, glued to his spot, staring at her nakedness.
She didn't know what to do or say next. Awkwardly, she crossed her hands in front of her titties in an attempt to cover herself. But the man shook his head vigorously and said, "Oh no, don't do that. You don't want to hide those nice little tits from me now, do you? Why don't you touch them and make them feel good all over, like you do when you're alone."
Suzy was surprised that he would want her to touch her own tits. She thought he'd want to do that himself. But she had already decided to do as he asked.
Lifting her right arm, Suzy brought her hand to one of her tits. She cupped it gently, feeling the flesh of her breast. It felt nice and soft, and for a moment she forgot he was watching her. She squeezed it tenderly and rubbed her fingertips across the softness of her nubile prominence. She could feel the nipple puckering to hardness, grazing the palm of her hand as it stiffened to turgid erection.
She looked into the eyes of the man squatting there on the ground, and then at the crotch of his pants. His exposed cock was bigger than ever, and the sight of it was beginning to have an effect on her. She could feel her nipples becoming harder as she looked. Cupping the resilient boob in her hand, she turned it up so she could look directly at its rosy little nipple.
The aureole around it was dark and covered the entire tip of the pear-shaped little fruit. The reddish flesh was puckered and stood out like a big bing cherry. In the center of the rosy Crest was a tiny pink nubbin the size of a pea, and as hard as a jewel. The more she rubbed her tit, the harder the nubbin became.
Suzy could feel a familiar tingling sensation sparking through her little red nipple. Without further coaching, she rolled the little button between her thumbs and index finger. It felt even better than touching her entire breast had. With her other hand, she kneaded lovingly at her other breast. Now both of her nipples were sticking out and alive with desire. Her whole body was in tune with sexual passion.
She stood straight and tall, both hands stroking her breasts, while her legs stood slightly apart. She could feel the sensation of desire creeping up into her naked hairless little pussy and spreading all over her tingling body. She was loving every minute of it now. It felt good to be nude with the warm afternoon sun shining down on her body.
"Oh, you're really turning me on," the man said. "I like what you're doing. Spread your legs real wide so I can see the inside of your pussy."
Suzy didn't waste a second. Immediately, she did as he requested. She was all turned on, and knowing that he was, too, stimulated her even more. Her pussy was tingling with lustful desire. She could feel it filling up rapidly, flowing like a river. Her cuntal fluid was dripping from her twat, starting to ooze slowly from between her pussylips. Her whole body was one big goose bump, tingling all over with sexual passion.
"Come over closer, so I can look inside," the man said.
Suzy moved her naked body over to where he was sitting, until she was as close to him as she could get without actually touching him.
"Put your finger inside your twat," he demanded. "I want to watch you finger fuck yourself." The stranger's face was almost touching Suzy's pussy. She needed no coaxing-her pussy was screaming for attention. She stood with her legs far apart, and her cuntal lips parted. The man could see the red and puffy flanges of her adolescent vagina, coated with sheen. Inside, it was oozing with fluid, and he watched carefully as Suzy's middle finger slipped in nice and easy. She moved the plundering digit in and out, exploring the tender insides of her super-heated box. He could even hear her finger slurping around inside there, making all sorts of lewd swishy sounds.
Grabbing her hand, the man pulled her finger out from inside her cunt and brought it to his open mouth. "Mmmmmm," he moaned obscenely as he sucked voraciously at her cunt-smelling finger. "It tastes good." Then he pushed her hand back to her own anxious pussy.
Suzy stuck her finger back inside again, coating her finger once more with the gushing fluid of her passion. In and out she probed, her diddling finger causing her hips to move in rhythmic gyration. She was climbing high into the alluring excitement of her passionate body.
The lust-driven man reached out and grabbed onto her meaty asscheeks. His hands were wide and strong, and Suzy felt his firm grip tightening on her ass. He pulled her even closer than she already was, bringing his face directly into contact with her pussy. His nose sniffed anxiously at her steaming hot cunt, filling his nostrils with her cuntal aroma. "Oh how I love the smell of pussy," he said as he sniffed. "Sweet junior pussy." Then, pulling her finger out of her cunt, he grabbed her and pushed it into her mouth. "Suck it. Suck it!" he demanded. "I want to see you suck it."
At first, the thought made her want to gag. But his hand was very forceful, and in an instant, her own hand was inside her mouth. Suzy was able to taste her own throbbing pussy all over it. Her finger was heavily coated with the sharp pungent flavor of her passion. Her saliva mingled freely with the thick hot goo as it coated the inside of her cheeks. It tasted good, its flavor turning her on.
The man watched with bated breath. He was rubbing his cock vigorously up and down. It was immense, unbelievable. She couldn't wait to get a closer look at the passionate man's cock. It was absolutely massive.
Without waiting for further instruction, she returned her finger to her wet and throbbing pussy, but the uniformed man stopped her. "I want to lick your cunt," he insisted. And then, before the girl knew what hit her, his strong masculine hands were grabbing at her rump and pulling her snatch against him. She looked down to see his tongue snaking out to reach for her pussy. It was the most exciting thing she had ever seen. He was actually going to stick his tongue inside her.
He was doing it!
The man's tongue slowly pushed its way inside her heated hole. It felt so good that Suzy's whole body was inflamed with lustful desire. His wet wiggly tongue was shoving its way deeper and deeper inside her pussy. "Oooohhh," she cooed. It was wonderful, it was magnificent, it was breathtaking. Suzy lost consciousness for a few seconds as the stranger's tongue glided its way further and further into the depths of her hot swampy pussy. It felt smooth and slithery, not quite as stiff or as large as a cock. The knowledge that it was a man's tongue excited her beyond belief.
She could feel his lips pressing against her pubic mound, and tingling sensations of sexual desire mounted throughout her adolescent body. He was sending her into a whirl of ecstasy, her whole body quivering with erotic sensations that ran up and down her spine, zapping to the very tip of her toes.
Her body was thrashing, moving back and forth and from side to side. But she wasn't aware of her gyrations. She thought only of her own passionate fulfillment. The man's hands were moving off of her meaty asscheeks and feeling her up. Slowly, ever so slowly, he explored her nakedness. He trailed his fingertips up and down the backs of her thighs and along the ridge of her spine. She could feel his hands stroking her armpits and then cupping her small jutting breasts.
Suzy felt a powerful surge of desire run through her when his big strong hands touched the sensitive mounds of her budding boobies. He squeezed gently at first, and then it seemed he lost himself and squeezed as hard as he could. In the beginning, pain spread all over her sensitive body. But then it seemed to stop. His fingers began toying lovingly at her hard rosy nipples, making up for the pain that he had brought her a moment ago. His fingers rubbed and plucked at her turgid nipples, bringing out all the lustful sensations stored up in them. It made Suzy shudder with desire. Having him tweak her nipples, touch her tender titties, and lick her pussy all at the same time was driving her wild. She might not have liked him, but she sure loved what he was doing to her.
Just when everything was feeling good, the uniformed man stopped abruptly. Suzy felt a terrible pang of disappointment. How could he stop now? she thought. Just when I was getting ready to explode!
The man quickly pulled himself up onto his feet. He unfastened the clasp of his pants and let them fall open. Then he pushed them down with his anxious hands. He wasn't wearing any underwear underneath, and Suzy's eyes bulged when she got a good close look at his gigantic member. His cock was even larger than she'd thought it was-bigger than Bobby's, bigger even than her father's. It was absolutely tremendous. It was so very thick around and so very long that Suzy couldn't believe anything so big could ever penetrate a woman. She just stood there in awe of it.
"Touch my prick," the man commanded. "Touch it and make it feel good. Pull it up and down. Touch it the way you would touch your little boyfriend's pecker."
Suzy reached out, her hand open wide, to roll her finger around the man's gigantic tool. It felt wonderful to touch. He had to have the largest prick in all America, she thought, and touching it was even better than looking at it. It stood out like a soldier's rifle, straight and at attention. It was so long, it would have taken at least four hands the size of hers to cover its length. But Suzy did the best with what she had, clutching with both hands. She held it firmly and pulled its taut skin up and down. She could feel the veins that ran its length through the soft smooth skin of his phallus. It was a strong prick, and it throbbed with passion.
Suzy tried to imagine what a cock this size would feel like inside her pussy. The only thing she could compare it with was the gigantic prick of that magnificent stallion. The head of his cock was bulbous, its skin as smooth as satin. As she ran her fingers over it, she could feel fluid oozing. It was the same kind of fluid that dripped from Bobby's cock, only this cock was so much bigger that it made more juice. She spread the gooey secretion over the entire length and width of his prick, making the man quiver with desire.
He was standing with his eyes half closed, the look on his face showing his sexual enjoyment. He didn't say a word, but just stood there taking in all she could give. "Ooooohhh, you're quite a little girl," he muttered. "Quite a little girl."
Suzy jerked at his cock, making it grow even bigger. Incredibly, it was getting even harder and Firmer to the touch. She could feel it throbbing under her tender grasp.
"Put my cock in your mouth," he commanded with the greatest of authority. "Hurry, put it in your mouth!"
Suzy was shocked. She'd never thought he would ask for anything like this. It was terrifying.
How could she ever fit so large a prick inside her mouth? But she had no choice. She had already gone too far. Now she had to do as the man said.
Dropping despondently to her knees, Suzy took a firm grip on the man's cock and opened her mouth as wide as she could to let it enter her. Suddenly, his humping hips drove it in, shoving it as far as her little mouth could stand. At first, Suzy thought she was going to choke. She gagged on it a little and pulled her mouth away. But the stranger wasn't about to let her get away with a half-assed job on his pulsating prick. "Suck it!" he shouted. "I said suck it!"
Suzy was scared to death. She held onto the thick and hairy cock while its swollen head remained in her mouth. Not knowing what else to do, she tried her very best to stuff it all the way in. She closed her lips around the thickness of his member and licked gingerly with her tongue. Her hand pushed its flesh up and down while her mouth struggled to lick and suck at the hot throbbing prick. The man seemed to settle down a little. His hips were rocketing back and forth in a rhythmic tempo. It took Suzy a little while to get the knack of it, but when she adjusted to his prick and got a rhythm going, she worked it easily in and out of her warm succulent mouth.
"Oooooh, that feels real good," the man crooned. "I like that. I like it real well."
Suzy's heart thumped with pride. She was making the stranger feel good again, and that made her feel good too. After all, this was a grown-up. A man! Once she got the hang of it, it was very exciting. She liked the taste of his cock in her mouth, and she liked the feeling of it as well. Her lips rubbed against the smooth surface of his member while her tongue licked voraciously. At first she moved rather slowly, but her mouth and tongue soon picked up speed. She could feel the man's gyrating movements speed up with hers, his cock nudging furiously against her palate. Her teeth were nibbling gently at his rocketing penis, while her tongue lapped greedily at it. Then she felt his cock expand inside her clenched mouth. It grew to an even more enormous size and then, without warning, it started' to spray. Spurt after spurt shot from his gigantic member, rapidly filling her mouth and coating the inside of her cheeks with his hot gooey syrup.
Suzy didn't know what to do with the thick fluid. She thought at first that she could contain it all in her mouth. But as it poured furiously, overfilling her capacity, she realized she couldn't. There was nothing to do but swallow it. She gulped hard and fast as his jetting prick emptied its contents into her accepting throat.
The girl had thought that having a man's prick inside her mouth was exciting, but it was nothing compared to the shooting surge of his pistoning orgasm. The taste of his semen was like the taste of burnt almonds, but very different and new to her. Suzy was becoming a woman of the world, learning so very much in so very short a time. It was thrilling! Taking the last and final gulp of his gooey fluid down her thickly coated throat, she could feel the man's cock subsiding in movement. Her tongue and lips still nibbled away, but now the stranger's cock was just resting inside her mouth.
She could feel his movements slowing and then coming to a halt. After a few minutes, his gigantic prick softened, becoming smaller and smaller. Then Suzy opened her mouth and out it plopped, shriveled and deflated.
Suzy got up from her knees and looked at him. But before she had a chance to say a word, the man adjusted his pants and turned away from her. What a strange way to act after such a frantic session, she thought. "Wait," she said. "What about my ribbon? I did everything you asked."
"Yes," he said, still not willing to face her. "You were a good girl, and I'll see to it that you get what you want. But I've got to go now. I'll talk to you later." Quickly, he began striding away.
Suzy watched in silence as he left her. Then she bent over and picked up her panties. Her cunt was still hot from all the excitement, but she was happy to be free of the man's authority. Quickly, she dressed and straightened herself out. She couldn't wait to find Bobby. She had so many new things to show him.
CHAPTER SEVEN
When Suzy found Bobby he was standing by the sheep pens, a worried expression on his face. The sheep were lined up for judging, but Bobby's mind seemed to be elsewhere. When Suzy stepped up beside him he didn't even notice her presence.
For a moment she stood in silence, watching as the sheep stood for inspection. The judge was a heavy-set woman who walked up and down the line of animals checking their teeth and running her hands over their bodies. Occasionally she would direct one of the exhibitors to walk his animal out of line and around the show ring. Then she would line them up again. At last she turned to the crowd, reaching for a microphone and a box of colored ribbons.
"First place," she said, "goes to sheep number seven for its thickness of coat and general angularity. Second place to sheep number four for the straightness of its back legs and strength in the shoulders." Her voice was mechanical and singsong, and Suzy found it hard to understand the meaning of her words.
At last she turned to Bobby and said, "Hi, stranger. How are you doing?"
Bobby was startled by the sound of her voice and turned quickly to look into her eyes. "Suzy!" he gasped, the look of consternation leaving his face. "I'm so glad to see you! I was worried about you. What happened? Tell me what happened!"
"FI tell you," Suzy said, "but not here. Is there any place we can go to be alone?"
"Yes," Bobby answered. "My friend Charlie Adams has his pick-up truck parked over by the livestock pens, and he's showing his animals right now. He'll probably be tied up with the sheep events for the next couple of hours. We could go to his truck and talk."
"Good," Suzy said. "What are we waiting for?" They left at once, walking hand in hand across the fairgrounds toward the livestock pens. As they walked, Suzy began to tell Bobby about her experience with the security guard. Bobby was upset at first, that his girlfriend had been at the mercy of that vile and perverted man, but he was relieved that no further action would be taken against either of them.
When they arrived at the livestock pen, he led Suzy toward his friend's truck. There was a shell on the back of it, and its bed was completely sheltered from view. Opening the tailgate, he helped her inside, following her in and pulling it shut behind them. The truck bed was lined with a thick layer of sweet-smelling straw, and they settled comfortably into it, silent for the moment. Bobby's face wore a look of concern. Sighing at last, he said, "Tell me, Suzy, was it really awful?" Suzy's voice was soft and her words hesitating. "No," she said at last. "Not really." Almost in a whisper she added, "In fact, it felt kind of good." Bobby was astounded. "Really?" he asked incredulously.
"Yes," Suzy answered. "He did things to me that made me feel real good."
"Like what?" Bobby asked, his eyes and ears all perked up.
For a moment the twelve-year-old was silent, uncertain of how to put it. But the thought of what had happened was exciting her all over again. So she moved her body right up close to his, letting her leg rest against him. What she was about to tell Bobby was arousing her tremendously. But where could she begin? "Well," she said at last, "he licked my cunt, and that was absolutely wonderful. Then he made me suck his cock."
"Oh, my God!" Bobby blurted. "That must have been terrible!"
"Oh no," whispered Suzy. "I kind of liked it. It felt good. His cock was big and fat, and it filled up my mouth." As she spoke, her hand stroked Bobby's leg.
The boy's whole body started to tingle. Suzy's words were turning him on. He could feel his penis starting to stir inside his pants. Just hearing her say words like cunt and cock was enough to set him afire. And from the way she was nudging up to him and stroking his leg, he was sure she was excited too. Closing his eyes, he tried to picture Suzy 'sucking the ugly man's cock. He felt angry, and he felt jealous. But he felt something else too--something that made his stiffening penis throb.
Suzy too could feel her pussy tingling with excitement. That wonderful passionate feeling was crawling all over her body again, and she sighed with desire. Why not do it again? she thought. It was a perfect spot, completely hidden from view. The soft straw under their buttocks made a perfect bed. What better place was there than this?
"Why don't you get undressed, Bobby?" Suzy suggested huskily. "I'll suck your cock just like I sucked the man's." As she spoke, she opened the button at the front of her own pants and quickly pulled the zipper down. Then she removed her jeans and her panties. She unbuttoned her blue work shirt and slipped out of it, following it with her lacy white bra.
Bobby was sitting still, unable to move a muscle while she undressed. Watching Suzy strip was absolutely captivating. Her tiny breasts hypnotized him with their firm resiliency. He just couldn't tear his eyes from her naked body.
"Well," Suzy said impatiently. "What are you waiting for. I'm all ready."
Bobby, flustered and engrossed in watching Suzy's unveiling, quickly unzipped his pants, his mind in a daze. Quickly, he peeled off his jeans and then his jockey shorts. Raising his hands over his head, he removed his tee-shirt. Then, before he knew what hit him, Suzy's mouth was breathing over his hard pulsating prick. Bobby flinched with excitement. He couldn't believe this was really happening to him. Sure, he had heard about blowjobs, about women sucking men's cocks. But he never imagined it would happen to him. It was too good to be true.
Feeling her lips encircling his anxiously throbbing prick, Bobby closed his eyes in anticipation. He could feel her hot breath against his cock, and then he felt it being swallowed into his girlfriend's swampy mouth. She sucked vigorously at his prick, her lips tightly clasped around the throbbing masculine tool. Her tongue ran up and down the length of its shaft, tasting its musk. Bobby's cock wasn't nearly as large as the uniformed man's, but Suzy still enjoyed having it inside her mouth.
She could feel Bobby's heated body reacting to her oral movements, and it excited her no end. She had the power to make him hot-as hot as a blazing fire. The more she sucked it, the hotter he became. Suzy pulled his little cock in and out of her mouth, her cheeks puffing and collapsing like a blowfish's. Her tongue lapped voraciously at the taut skin of his prick, while one of her hands fondled his dangling balls. She liked feeling his scrotum. It felt wild and wonderful.
Tossing his nuts around with her delicate fingertips, Suzy became better acquainted with her boyfriend's unexplored sac. The skin was very wrinkled, but the balls encased inside were like stones. It was sparsely dotted with hair, but most of its wrinkled skin was naked.
Bobby sighed ecstatically. It felt wonderful, absolutely wonderful. This was the first time his cock had ever been sucked, and his body was alive with lust. Suzy's mouth had swallowed up his entire penis. Looking down at it, Bobby couldn't see an inch of unsucked cock. He shivered with passionate excitement, bursts of every color imaginable flashing through his head. He was in nirvana.
Suzy could feel the tip of his prick's mushroom-shaped head start to ooze fluid. She placed her tongue over his pisshole and licked every drop that trickled out. It tasted wonderful. She was getting herself more and more turned on with each lick of Bobby's cock. Her head bobbed up and down against his pubic mound as she sucked and tickled his prick with her mouth. Her saliva coated his prick, while her lips encased its girth. Her teeth grazed lightly over it until it grew to utmost capacity. She was in control, completely in charge. She could make his cock as hard as she wanted.
Bobby moaned with pleasure. "Ooooohhhh, aaaaahhh, mmmmmmmm," he murmured, drifting unconsciously into the world of passion. He had sailed to a cloud that was so high he thought it would take a lifetime to return. Every part of his body tingled with excitement. Chills of sexual bliss ran up and down his spine. He was in seventh heaven and going higher all the time.
He felt his naked buttocks pressing against the straw underneath him as he worked his pelvis up and down in harmony with Suzy's fucking mouth. Her strong oral muscles pulled and stroked at his volcanic weapon. It made his whole body quiver. Then, slowly, she pulled her mouth up and let Bobby's prick slip out unattended.
"Why don't you suck my pussy now, Bobby?" she asked, her entire body tingling with anxious desire. She needed some attention too, and she needed it now. Spreading her legs wide, Suzy lay down flat on the thickly coated bed of straw, awaiting the glorious feel of Bobby's tongue on her twat.
Bobby kneeled to get closer to her open slit. The smell of her juices was becoming heavier and heavier as his face got closer to her spread-eagled pussy. The smell was turning him on as he filled his nostrils with the fragrant aroma. He wasn't quite sure what to do with his tongue, but he resolved to do the best he could. Extending it as far as he could, he ran its tip over the slit of her twat. He pressed it lightly against her and followed it slowly up and down. Her cunt was getting wetter by the moment. Then, becoming even more daring, he inserted it a little further inside.
Slowly, he darted the tip of his tongue between the lips of her cunt, exploring her fragrant cavern hungrily. Further and further he delved into the sweet-smelling aura of pussyjuice. It felt nice and warm inside. Folds of heated tissue enveloped his tongue as Bobby probed deeper and deeper. How his tongue was in so far that his lips were pressing urgently against her hairless pussymound, nibbling and kissing at her labia.
Suzy was beside herself with passion. Bobby's tongue was driving her wild with lust. It felt even better than it had with the uniformed man. She could hear Bobby's tongue lapping her pussyjuices, making an obscene noise which made her whole body quiver with lust. Her nipples were puckered hard and erect, aching with desire. She wished he would touch them.
As if he had read her mind, Bobby brought his hands to her jutting breasts, filling them with her warm titflesh. His fingers squeezed and kneaded until he could feel the little nipples becoming puckered and hard to the touch. Her body was gyrating like a snake's. It made Bobby proud to know he could excite her this way.
Suzy's nipples were tingling with erotic sensation as Bobby's fingers tweaked and pulled at them. "Oooooohhh, that feels sooooooo good, Bobby," she cooed. "Keep doing that to my nipples. Keep doing it!" She was writhing around on the bed of straw like a desperate she-creature in heat. Bobby's touch and tongue were driving her wild.
Bobby's tongue had found the little button inside Suzy's cunt at the very tip of her slit. The more he licked it, the larger it became. At first, it had remained hidden between her young pussylips, but as Bobby's tongue lapped at it, it popped out into view. It was the size of a small pea at first, but now it was budding into the size of a large one. Bobby noticed that every time he ran his tongue-tip over it, Suzy gasped in pleasure. Within moments, she was out of her head with lustful passion.
"Oooohhhh, Bobbbyyyyy," she moaned. "I luuuuv thaaaaat." Suzy was in ecstasy. The things Bobby was doing to her were absolutely marvelous. She knew that if she didn't fight to hold herself back, she would gush like a river, but it felt much too good to end it just yet. There was so much more she wanted. "Bobby," she said suddenly, pulling quickly away from him so he would hear her.
"What is it?" he asked, startled by the suddenness of her interjection. "Is anything wrong?"
"No," she said softly, exciting rising in her voice. "I have an idea."
"What is it?" he asked, certain he was on the trail of some new sexual variation.
"Is there any way we can both lick and suck each other at the same time?" she asked. "I want to taste your prick."
"I've heard of that," he answered uncertainly. "They call it sixty-nine." He concentrated for a moment, trying to solve the logistics problem. "I know," he said at last. "You lie flat on your back and I'll lie on top of you. But your feet can face one way and mine can face the other. That way, I can put my face next to your pussy and you can put your face next to my cock."
Suzy felt a thrill go through her body at his description. This was something she hadn't done before. The thought of licking Bobby's cock while he tongued her cunt excited her tremendously. Without a word, she lay back down on the bed of straw and waited for Bobby to come down on her. Her legs were spread wide, giving him complete access to her waiting pussy.
Bobby lowered his head carefully on top of Suzy's, placing his legs on either side of her head. He could feel his balls and cock pressing against her face. It felt good, really good. Then he lowered the top half of his body onto her, bringing his face back into contact with her warm and succulent pussy. When his lips touched her pubic mound, Bobby forced his tongue back between her wet vaginal lips.
As soon as Suzy felt Bobby's tongue going inside her twat again, she opened her mouth wide and tickled his cock with her tongue. Looking up, she saw his sac of nuts dangling into her face. It was really quite a thrill. His cock looked even larger from this position.
At first, she just licked tenderly at it, laving it thoroughly with her tongue. Then, when she felt Bobby probing deep inside her pussy, she took a firm grip on the base of Bobby's cock and sucked it into her mouth like a strand of spaghetti. With one hand she held his shaft, moving it up and down inside her warm wet mouth. Carefully, they matched rhythms until both moved simultaneously, Bobby darting his tongue deep inside her and Suzy trying to swallow his thick cock.
Bobby was floating in space. He could feel his orgasm rising, coming closer to possessing him. It felt like it was starting at the base of his cock, churning inside his balls, and whirling its way up through his penis. He was crazed with lust, ready to explode without notice. His tongue fished its way inside Suzy's cunt, as deep as he could reach, and then he went berserk. "Mmmmnnn! Oooohhh!
Aaaaaahh!" Irrational sounds of passion bubbled from his lips all through the exuberant, flowing orgasm.
Suzy knew what his lustful moans were saying. She could feel his cock stiffen tightly inside her mouth and then jerk violently against the back of her throat. Spurt after spurt shot from Bobby's frantic penis, filling her mouth and gushing like a Niagara. In desperation, she swallowed the heavy white syrup, her body writhing with pleasure. She too was spurting, her own womanly brew flowing into Bobby's open mouth. With each lick of his tongue on her budding and excited clit, Suzy rose higher and higher until she achieved her peak of ecstasy. Then her vulva exploded with the sweet pungent flow of her orgasm.
It was exciting. Bobby and Suzy were coming together, drinking each other's sex and flow lustily. Bobby's cock pumped and pumped until it was all shriveled up. Then, at last, Suzy let it plop out of her mouth. He pulled his tongue from her pussy and rolled off her peaceful body. "That was wonderful," Bobby said. "Just wonderful."
"For me too," Suzy said. "I really like doing it that way. It was great."
Together, the two youngsters rested a while on the soft cushiony straw. Suzy felt tired and closed her eyes. It seemed she'd slept only for a minute when she felt Bobby's hand nudging her. "Wake up, wake up," Bobby said. "I have to go, Suzy."
Suzy woke up and blinked the haze out of her eyes. "What's the matter, Bobby," she asked.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing's wrong, Suzy," he said. "It's just that I promised a friend of mine I would help him bathe and trim his sow for the pig event this evening, and I really have to be going."
"O.K.," Suzy said. "Do you think it would be all right if I stayed in your friend's truck a little while longer? I'm still sleepy, and I'd like to get a few winks. I'd feel a lot better."
"Sure thing," Bobby said. "Charlie won't mind. I'll meet you at your goat's pen in an hour or so. O.K.?"
"Great," Suzy said, lowering her body back onto the straw and closing her eyes. Bobby lowered the tailgate and let himself out. Within moments she was asleep.
When Suzy awoke, she had no idea of how long she had been sleeping. She dressed herself quickly and opened the tailgate to let herself out. As she swung her legs to the ground, she heard a familiar voice.
"Well, well, well, who have we here?" Suzy was startled. It was the uniformed security guard. He was standing right alongside the pickup, smiling at her. "How are you doing?" he asked.
"Fine," Suzy answered warily. "Just fine."
"Well," the man said, "I want to tell you that I just spoke with one of the judges. He's a real good friend of mine, and he'll be judging your class of goats." As he spoke, his face lit up with a lustful sheen-the same kind of look he'd worn when she first saw him. His hand was already working its way around her shoulder as he spoke, and Suzy got the feeling he was after her cunt again.
"If you want to win that ribbon," the man said, "all you have to do now is give me some more time with you. And if you do, I want you to know that the prize is in the bag. You're practically holding that ribbon in your hand!"
Suzy sighed. The thought of his mammoth cock wasn't exactly unappealing, and she did want to win. What the hell, she thought. I've gone so far already that I might as well. "O.K.," she said. "But you'd better be telling me the truth."
"Of course I am," the stranger said. "I wouldn't lie to you. I swear." His hands were already moving freely over the youngster's body, squeezing her ass and feeling her little titties. "Is this your pickup truck?" he asked pointedly.
"No," Suzy said. "But I guess we can use it for a couple of minutes. I wouldn't want the man who owns it to catch us, though."
"Oh, he won't," the guard reassured. "It won't take us long. We'll only be a little while." Brazenly, he opened the tailgate and helped Suzy back into the pickup. He pulled himself up into it and then pulled the tailgate back into its locked position. Without a word, he started to undress, Suzy watched in silence as his clothing fell away from his body. Within moments he was naked, his thickly gnarled rope of a penis jutting stiffly out before him. Although she didn't like the man or his pushy domineering ways, she was quite impressed by the size of his penis. And, in spite of herself, she was becoming aroused all over again.
Her tender young cunt was beginning to salivate, its wetness overflowing to dampen the crotch of her panties. As she stared in fascination, the man took his cock in his hand and began stroking it. He pulled the thick ring of flesh which collared his hard-on's shank up and down while he licked his lips in passionate desire. "What do you think of old Wilbur?" he asked.
"I was wondering what your name was," Suzy said.
But the man only laughed. "No," he said, shaking his cock at her. "This here's Wilbur. My name's Mr. Duncan. What's yours?"
"I don't know if I should tell you," Suzy said. Duncan laughed again. "If I don't know your name, how am I going to have my friend the judge give you a ribbon?"
"I guess you're right," answered the girl. "My name is Suzy Frampton. Now what do I have to do for that ribbon?"
"Just a little fuck," said Mr. Duncan, his cock swelling purple in his stroking hand. "Just a little fuck, that's all."
Suddenly Suzy was afraid of him. He wanted to fuck her-but how could he? His cock was so monstrously big it would tear her apart, stretching her little pussy beyond its endurance. She couldn't, she simply couldn't.
She knew she had no choice, however. She wanted to win that ribbon. But even without it she would have had to submit to his demands. He already had too much on her. There was no way out. Tears of horror began welling in her eyes. And though she tried to bite her lips to hold back the tears, her cheeks were already stained with salty wetness.
"Why are you crying?" Duncan asked. "I'm not going to hurt you."
"But you're so big," she said, her voice not much louder than a whisper. "I'll never be able to take it." Her lips were trembling and her throat quavering with fear.
"Don't be silly," Duncan said. "Cunts are made to be elastic. Yours can take mine and ten more like it." The girl's trembling fingers were already working at her buttons, for although his words had not reassured her, she was resigned to what had to be done. At last she too was nude, her hard-nippled breasts and her thick-lipped vagina completely exposed to his hot and horny gaze.
"Lie down on your back," Duncan commanded. He continued stroking his peter as she quickly complied with his direction. Then, without another word, he fell to his knees between her thighs. She could see his long blue-veined penis bobbing hungrily in front of him, its thick and bulbous head pointing in the direction of her snatch. She tried to steel herself for his onslaught but was unable to quiet the fluttering of her nervous abdomen. Her naked thighs were covered in goose flesh, tears of terror escaping from the comers of her eyes to leave long curving tracks of dismay on her grimy cheeks.
Taking her ankles in his muscular hands, Duncan lifted her legs high in the air and pushed forward, pressing her knees against the softness of her conical boobies. She felt her pussy opening, its lips stretching apart to reveal the heated redness of her beefy vaginal interior. A moment later, the rubbery tip of his dick was rubbing against it, spreading its flanges even further as it forced entry. The pulsating knob was thick and heavy, and she felt her tissues stretching as it worked its way inside. It was every bit as painful as she had expected it to be. It took all of her self-control to keep from screaming as Duncan drove forward, burying the entire mushroom-shaped head of his organ in her heated slash.
"Stop," she whispered, incapable of exerting the strength required to speak any louder. "It's too big for me. I won't be able to...."
But the man ignored her pleas, humping his hips to drive his penile probe still deeper into the unexplored regions of her tender pre-teen twat. With each quarter inch she grunted in agony, the pain of his intrusion threatening to drive her to unconsciousness. By the time he was one third of the way in, however, the pain began to fade.
Mr. Duncan had been right. Her cunt was beginning to stretch like a thick elastic band, its muscles relaxing to allow him access to her innermost depths. It was starting to feel good. In fact, it felt better than anything she had yet experienced. Without meaning to, she allowed a moan of pleasure to escape from her lips.
"Ooooooooohhh," she crooned, the sound a signal of submission to the horny man who grunted over her tender writhing body. Hunching forward, he drove another third of his massive swollen cock into her crack, stopping just long enough to allow her cuntal muscles to adjust. Then, with a heaving sigh, he threw himself atop her, his pelvic bone crashing against her mound of Venus as his penis drove to the hilt in the warm and syrupy wetness of her sex.
"It feels good," she whispered. "Don't stop."
"You ain't seen nothing yet," he answered, giving his hips a spiraling roll to scour at the inside of her vagina with the head of his monstrous rod. "I'm going to fuck you until you beg for mercy, and then I'm going to fuck you some more."
"Oh yes," she wailed, rolling her cunt up at him as she rose to meet his thrusts. She fumbled clumsily for a few seconds, trying to match his rhythm with her own, and then she found it. Each time he drove forward, plundering her depths with his probe, she lifted her ass from the bed of straw beneath her and rubbed his pubic mound with her own. Her knees were pressing tightly against the softness of her breasts, and she felt her pebbled, diamond-hard nipples boring holes into his skin. She didn't think it possible, but another orgasm was already beginning to build inside her.
"Oh, fuck me," she moaned. "Fuck me good!"
"I told you, you were going to like it," Duncan said, a self-satisfied sneer on his stubbly face. He could feel his scrotum swaying heavily with each forward thrust of his body, the wrinkled and hairy sac nestling comfortably between the cheeks of her ass as he fucked on. His balls were beginning to bubble, a heavy cargo of semen flowing through his tubes to stiffen his prick even more as it filled with the payload of love serum.
"This is it, little girl," he muttered. "I'm about to fill you up. Ready or not, here I cum." His breath was coming in gasping raspy pants, and his eyes closed tightly as his face distorted with emotion. Suzy gazed up at him and then shut her own yes. Her climax was about to begin.
"Oh yes," she wailed. "Oh yes. Oh yes. Oh yes. I'm going to explode. I'm going to burst. I'm going to cum all over your giant cock. Oh fuck fuck fuck! Oh shit, here I cum. Ooooohhhh, I'm cuuummmmiiiinnnnggggggg. "
Together they rocked and rolled on the fragrant bundle of straw, the pickup truck bouncing and jouncing to the fury of their movements. In unison, their voices filled the air with unmuffled, unstifled, uncontrolled, uncontrollable shouts and moans of ecstasy. Hand in hand, they jumped over the precipice of passion, gliding downward together in the endless free-fall of phantasmagoric orgasm. It seemed to go on forever.
But seconds later it was done, and Duncan was rolling heavily off the youngster's sweat-drenched body. Sighing heavily, he said, "Not bad, little Suzy. Not bad at all." Immediately, he began getting dressed. The youngster followed his example and quickly struggled back into her clothes. Then, together, they clambered out of the back of the truck and into the bright and searing sunlight.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Suzy and Duncan walked together in silence, neither knowing quite what to say to the other. Duncan was certain he had discovered gold, but he was fearful of blowing his good fortune. Once the goats were judged and the kid didn't win, the cat would be out of the bag. Then the shit would really hit the fan. But if he could string her along until then, he'd probably be able to have a little more fun with her. He just had to keep her believing a little longer. He wondered how he was going to handle it.
Then, suddenly, good fortune struck as he looked up to see a long black Cadillac pulling into the fairgrounds parking lot. Behind the wheel was a heavy-set man with a cigar in his mouth whom Duncan recognized as Josh Evans, a well-known goat breeder from the northern part of the state.
He remembered reading that Mr. Evans had been selected to judge the 4-H Club goat competition to be held the following day. Seeing an opportunity to carry his deception a step further, he led Suzy toward the car. People like Evans had so many acquaintances that it shouldn't be hard to con him into believing they'd met before. And if the kid saw them acting like friends, she'd be good for another fuck at least. The trick would be to make contact and then get lost fast, leaving her with nothing more than a fleeting impression of cordiality between them.
Waving his arms, Duncan directed Evans into a parking space. Then, reaching for the handle of his door, he pulled it open, assisting the portly judge to his feet. "Hi, Mr. Evans," he said jovially, shaking the goat-judge's hand warmly. "It's nice to see you again."
Mr. Evans looked at him and smiled politely, taking the cigar out of his mouth. "Hello there," he said. "How are you?"
Duncan grinned, clapping the other man warmly on the shoulder. "Just fine," he answered. "Just fine. I'd like you to meet a friend of mine." He placed an arm possessively around Suzy's shoulder. "This is Suzy Frampton. She's got a goat entered in tomorrow's competition. I just wanted you to know she's a real good friend of mine." Then, turning to give Suzy a conspiratorial wink, he said, "Well, I've got to get back to work. See you two around." And with that he left them, moving off quickly in the direction of the show ring, from which loud voices could be heard.
Suzy stood silently, shifting her weight awkwardly from one foot to the other as Mr. Evans looked her over. She could feel his eyes moving fluidly over her body, appraising each of her youthfully developing curves with the professional eye of a livestock buyer.
"How old are you, young lady?" Mr. Evans asked, licking his full lips nervously.
"Twelve, sir," Suzy answered, flashing her most innocent smile.
"Hmmm," the judge murmured, puffing on his cigar. "You're a big girl for your age. And quite mature."
Suzy thought she sensed that he was getting at. It amazed her that grown men such as he and Duncan should be sexually attracted to a youngster like herself, but if it was sex he wanted, she was perfectly willing to give it to him. After all, he was the judge, and Duncan had assured her that the ribbon was practically in the bag.
"What kind of goat do you have?" Mr. Evans asked courteously, removing the cigar from his mouth to lick his lips again. For such a young thing, she had a very sexy body. It was already beginning to affect him, causing his cock to stir in the baggy crotch of his tailored grey pants. He had always liked them young, although he had never had the nerve to make it with anyone this young before. Anyway, there was no harm in trying. If she told anyone, he'd simply deny it. With his reputation for integrity, no one would believe her.
"It's a Nubian buck, sir," Suzy answered. "And King Louie is his name. I hope he'll do well in the competition. This is my very first county fair."
"Well, I don't know," Evans answered, scratching his flabby chin thoughtfully. "I don't really care much for Nubians." Suzy's heart sank at the judge's words. She was beginning to worry about Duncan's assurances.
"But he's a very nice goat," she explained. "My 4-H leader helped me pick him out, and he comes from excellent stock."
"Perhaps we should talk about it," Evans said. "If you have a few minutes, that is."
"Why, certainly," Suzy said, glad to oblige. "Where shall we go? Would you like me to show him to you? He's over in the livestock pen."
"No," Mr. Evans replied, chuckling. "I don't think that will be necessary. Why don't we just go for a little ride in my car?"
"Ooooh," Suzy squealed, "I've never driven in a Cadillac before!"
"Well come on then," Evans said. "I'll let you play the radio." Opening the door, he assisted the youngster into the front seat and then quickly slid in beside her, inserting the key in the ignition. He turned it and the powerful engine roared to life.
Then it quieted down to an almost inaudible hum. As he spun the wheel to negotiate the crowded parking lot, he puffed thoughtfully on his cigar.
"I think," he said pensively, "that it would be best if nobody saw you in my car. Why don't you bend down to tie your shoe or something until we get out of here." Suzy, who thought she understood what the paunchy man had in mind, quickly complied, bending forward until she was well out of sight. A few moments later they were cruising along the highway.
"Where are we going?" she asked, when they had gotten away from the fairgrounds.
"There's a little park nearby," he answered. "It's usually deserted at this time of day." A few moments later he turned off into a rutted dirt road which led to a small, well-shaded picnic area. As he had predicted, there was nobody else in sight. Bringing the car to a halt, he cut the engine. Then he reached for a knob on the side of the seat and turned it. The seat began moving backward, propelled by a humming electric motor. As soon as it was all the way back, Evans slid over next to the girl, throwing his arm around her shoulders. "Is it really important to you that your goat win the ribbon?" he asked, pulling her gently against him.
"Yes," she said. "I'd do anything for him to win."
"Do you mean that?" Evans asked. "Do you really mean you'd do anything?"
Suzy looked into his eyes, licking her lips suggestively to show that she understood. Then she said, "Yes, anything. Didn't Duncan tell you about me?"
"Duncan?" Evans said. "Duncan? I don't know any Duncan."
Suzy was shocked. "You don't? Are you sure?"
"Of course I'm sure," the judge replied. "But what difference does that make now?" Taking the girl's tiny hand, he guided it to his crotch. Suzy could feel the rigidity of his hardon through the thick material of his trousers. Not sure what he wanted, she waited for him to lead her further.
Evans hesitated for a moment and then unzipped his fly. "Why don't you play with it a little," he whispered. "If you take good care of me, I'll see to it that King Louie wins a ribbon, and that's a promise."
It was all Suzy had been waiting to hear. In view of what she had already done-first with Bobby and then with Duncan, the blackmailing security guard-it wouldn't hurt her to give in one more time. And it would enable her to win a ribbon, her very first time in competition! The thought of it thrilled her.
Gingerly, she slipped her fingers into the opening of his pants, searching for his dick. But it wasn't easy to find. His loins were very hairy. She could feel the moisture of his perspiration coating his skin, but her fingers failed to encounter his prick. Then she found it. It was stiff and hard, its tip getting tangled in the fabric of his underwear as she struggled to withdraw it from the confines of his trousers. When she got it out, she stopped to look down at it.
It wasn't much bigger than Bobby's, and she had to struggle to restrain a giggle. Compared to Mr. Duncan's massive hardon, it reminded her of a peanut. She wondered why it was so small, but she had sense enough not to say anything about it. She wondered what Mr. Evans wanted her to do, and she decided to wait for his instructions. But when he said nothing, she began to stroke it gently, tenderly caressing the silken skin of his swollen pulsating shaft. Although the judge's penis was small, it was extremely responsive, throbbing powerfully in response to the blood which coarsed pulsingly through its vessels. She could see a shiny drop of pearly dew forming at its tip, and she playfully dipped her fingertips into it, smearing the glistening goo over the throbbing cockhead.
Evans moaned quietly. It had been a long time since his cock had been held by so small and tender a hand, and he liked it. He didn't know who the guard was who had introduced him to the little thing, but he certainly owed him a debt of gratitude. His balls felt like they were on fire, the muscles of his penis surging to each touch of the youngster's playful fingers.
His hips were rocking instinctively, working his pulsating cock up and down in her tender grasp. It felt good. He began to moan softly, his eyes closing as the pleasure of her touch spread like wildfire across his body. Instinctively his pudgy hands sought the softness of her tiny bosom, his fingers filling with the bra-covered flesh of her diminutive boobs.
Suzy found the situation rather weird. All he was doing was holding her, his fingers hardly moving. It was almost as though he was afraid she would break, or that the dream would end if he disturbed it. Each time she drew her fingers along the truncated length of his member, the fat man sighed, a stream of spittle trickling from a corner of his mouth. It gave the adolescent a strange feeling of power.
Moving about on the seat, Mr. Evans shifted his weight from one buttock to the other in an attempt to thrust his groin up against her hand. But his throbbing cock was so small, it was all she could do to maintain her grip on it. "How does it feel to you?" Evans asked, rolling his fingers ever so slightly against the protuberance of her nipples.
"So big," she lied. "So very big and manly." She may only have been twelve, but she had already learned a great deal about pleasing a man and catering to his ego. The goat-judge swelled with pride at her false but sincere-sounding words.
"I'm glad it pleases you," he murmured softly. "Please don't stop what you're doing."
"Suppose I do something better?" she asked, sensing his excitement and seeking to intensify it. "Suppose I put it in my mouth."
The paunchy man gasped at her words. "Oh no, I couldn't ask you to do anything like that!"
Suzy smiled and tugged harder on his prick. "But you're not asking me," she said. "I'm asking you."
"I don't know," he told her. "No one has ever done that to me before." She could feel his penis throbbing with excitement as they embarked on this erotic subject. Although Mr. Evans was old enough to be her father, he was reacting as naively as Bobby had, and something about that thrilled her.
"I haven't been doing it very long myself," she said, trying to comfort him and ease his obvious nervousness. "But I like it, I really like it, and I'd love to do it to you."
Evans groaned, unable to control the flood of emotion which washed over him. This little creature was a bundle of dynamite. He wasn't at all sure he could handle her. She was already driving him wild with her stroking fingers, and what she was proposing was almost too good to be true. She was actually asking him to let her take his cock into her mouth! She wanted to suck it, to lick it, to run her tongue over its hard and meaty surface. He just couldn't believe it. How could anything so exciting really be happening to him? But he didn't want to hesitate, afraid she might change her mind.
"Yes," he said at last. "By all means. Suck if it you'd like to."
Without waiting a moment longer, Suzy bent forward, bringing her mouth next to the trembling tip of his erection. She could smell the musky scent of arousal emanating from the distended slit which bisected its spheroid head. It was an exciting smell, one which made her own cuntal juices flow. As she bent over him, she felt the sopping material of her underpants creep up into the crack of her vulva, applying a steady sensuous pressure to the swollen prominence of her clitoris. But she gave it no thought. This was for him, and for him alone. Her reward would come later, during the judging. And she had Mr. Duncan to thank. If he hadn't introduced her to his friend the judge, none of this would have happened. It was strange that Mr. Evans hadn't recognized Duncan's name, but there was probably a good explanation for it. Perhaps he knew him by a nickname, or by his first name only. Well, no matter now.
Bending over the judge's crotch, she puffed a warm blast of air across the head of his quivering penis, watching as it swelled and another pearly drop of fluid oozed from its tip. Then, thrusting her tongue out from between her lips, she jabbed at it, licking the lubricant as though it were honey from the comb. Its taste, however, was salty rather than sweet. It sharpened her appetite for the meat of his prick. Opening her mouth wide, she lowered her head until the O of her lips surrounded his cockhead without actually touching it.
Evans, who was wordlessly gazing down at the young girl's head as she orally toyed with his penis, was beside himself with excitement. "Oh yes, little girl," he murmured and crooned, "Oh yes, oh yes, oh yes. It feels so good I think I'll go crazy. Nothing ever felt this good before!"
His words intensified her passion, making her want to please him thoroughly. Closing her mouth around the shank of his penis, she began to suck gently on it, her throat filling with the acrid taste of his secretions. She could feel his little sausage thickening with bloating desire as her lips worked assiduously at its tip. Her tongue was swirling instinctively over the bulbous head which capped the short fat organ, bringing moans of passionate yearning from his pulsating throat.
She was sucking more powerfully now, the vacuum of her oral cavern applying sensuous pressure to the softness of his penis membranes. His cock was so rigid it felt like it would shatter. But still she continued to suckle. He felt his body turning inside out, his entire reproductive system threatening to flow through the little distended slit at the tip of his rod. He wanted to scream, to shout, to bellow his excitement to the world. But he restrained himself. Instead, he tightened his grip on the young girl's titties, unaware of and uncaring about the pain he was causing her.
But Suzy didn't protest. There was something wonderful about having a man lose control while she made love to him. It proved she was more than a girl. It proved she was a woman. Opening her mouth wider, she lowered her head until she could feel his little dick nudging at her tonsils, deep in the back of her throat. For a moment, she feared she would gag, but then she regained control of herself and began sucking him in earnest.
Her mouth was filled with the musty flavor of his free-flowing pre-orgasmic fluids as they coated her tongue and titillated her palate. With her fingers, she began searching for his balls. She slipped one hand inside his fly and began to probe until at last she encountered the hair-covered bag of his scrotum dangling beneath the base of his penis. The feel of the sac was quite a surprise to her. It was tremendous, like a gigantic pouch containing a pair of huge polished marbles.
Juggling the twin rocks in her fingers, she shifted from one to the other, rolling them about as she sucked and lapped at his penis. The sounds of his passion were ringing in her ears, climbing higher and higher in pitch as she stroked and petted his nuts. "Oh yeah," he was moaning. "Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah. Oh, it feels so good. Sooooo gooooooood."
Suzy could feel his tube of flesh expanding in thickness, swelling even further as it filled with hot and swirling semen. She was already learning to recognize the onset of the male response, her varied-although limited-sexual experience teaching her how. It wouldn't be long before he was popping his load in her mouth, wetting her throat and tonsils with the heated cargo of gism.
Strangely, she longed for it to happen. The first time, when she had done it with Duncan, she had been repulsed by the thought. But she was really getting to like it now. She thought about Duncan's prick as she sucked on Mr. Evans's. It was much bigger, of course, much longer and thicker around. But it certainly hadn't been any more responsive than the little one she held in her mouth at this moment. And Bobby's, which had been even smaller, had also been filled with sensuous reaction. Perhaps size had no importance-perhaps it was sensuality that made the man, she reasoned.
But then she thought about the way Duncan's mammoth organ had stuffed her pussy, and she realized that no other could do the job as well. But none of that mattered now. This was for Evans, not for herself. This was for his pleasure, the price she had to pay for winning a blue ribbon. It was not really too heavy a price. In fact, she was thoroughly enjoying paying it.
Grasping his scrotum tightly, she began to wag her tongue back and forth across the quivering underbelly of his short but thick and throbbing peter. With each undulating stroke, she heard him sigh and felt his body quiver. It wouldn't be long now. She could feel it beginning, his cock swelling as it filled like a fire-hose with the liquid of his passion. Just another few moments. Just another second. Just another instant. NOW!
"I'm cumming," Evans announced suddenly and without ceremony. "I'm cumming in your mouth." Nothing like this had ever happened to him before, and he didn't exactly know what to do about it. The thought of his gism pumping into this little girl's throat excited him tremendously, but it also filled him with guilt. It wasn't really a very nice thing to be doing to her. He almost wished he could stop himself, but then he looked down at her and his opinion began to change.
Suzy's face was wreathed in a contented smile, her lips willingly tightened around the shank of his penis as she sucked and licked in em attempt to bring more of the richly flowing goo from its tip. She actually looked like she was enjoying it. Well, if she wanted it, he'd give it to her, all right. He'd really let her have it.
His face grimacing with passion, Evans began grunting in rhythm to the paroxysms of delight which were sweeping mightily over his body. The sperm was rising in his penis, moving closer and closer to the tip. He tensed all of his muscles for a moment, still unwilling to part with the obscene deposit. Then, left without any choice, he let it go.
The first whirling spurt shot with great force from the tip of his short stubby prick, filling Suzy's mouth with its heat. A second thick gob of the stuff followed immediately behind it. At first she thought it would drown her with its ample wetness as it filled her mouth to overflowing, and she feared she would choke on the mouthful. But then she caught up with its flow, gulping swiftly in an effort to remain one step ahead of the spurting hose which stuffed her oral cavity and stopped her throat like a cork. Her cheeks alternately bulged and hollowed as she fought to swallow the syrupy substance, and she almost managed to keep abreast of the discharge. But as his rhythm increased, a thickly oozing trickle of gism managed to escape from the comer of her mouth, dripping hotly across the smoothness of her chin and spotting the front of her blue work shirt. The sight of it was almost enough to make Evans swoon.
She continued sucking at his spigot until all traces of fluid had been swallowed, then she licked the little weapon clean. Already it was beginning to shrivel, becoming even smaller as all the starch went out of it. But the flow of his love-juice had taught her to respect it in spite of its size. Mr. Evans was very much a man. The syrup of his loins had proven that.
When his penis had deflated completely, she kissed its tip tenderly with a light brush of her lips. Then she tucked it carefully back into the front of his pants. "I really enjoyed that," she said.
"I did too," the goat judged replied. "But I think we'd better be going back." Starting the engine, he headed the car back onto the road and toward the fairgrounds. "Now what did you say the name of your goat was?" he asked her as he drove. "I want to make sure to give you your reward at the showing tomorrow."
"King Louie," she said. "But don't worry about remembering his name. I'll be showing him, and I'm sure you won't forget me!"
"No," Mr. Evans replied. "I certainly won't. This has been one of the most wonderful experiences of my life. I'm so glad that friends of yours introduced us. What was his name?"
Suzy was startled by the question. "That was Mr. Duncan," she said softly, "the man I asked you about before. And he really isn't a friend of mine. I thought he was your friend."
"My friend?" Evans choked, incredulous. "I've never seen the man before. In fact, I was quite confused when he came up and shook my hand that way. Quite confused. I supposed he was a little crazy. Is he?"
Suzy was silent for a moment, her face reddening with anger as she thought about the trick Duncan had played on her. "Oh, he's crazy all right," she answered at last. "Crazy like a fox." She rode the rest of the way in silence, dreaming of taking revenge on the perverted security guard who had tricked her, first into letting him fuck her, and then into going off with the judge. It had all worked out for the best, but that was no thanks to Duncan. He couldn't possibly have known what would happen when he brought her and the judge together. He might have been throwing her to the wolves, for all he knew. Well, she'd fix him all right. She didn't know how yet, but she'd find a way.
CHAPTER NINE
It was cool and dark in the holding area. Suzy shifted her weight nervously from one foot to the other as she waited for Duncan to arrive. She had seen him a little while ago and promised him a special treat if he would meet her in the holding pens in half an hour. He was already give minutes late, but from the way he had rolled his eyes at her implication of sexual happenings, she was sure he would show up. And when he did, she would have her chance for revenge.
She had been doing a little exploring, asking questions of Bobby and his friend Charlie Adams. Charlie, who was seventeen, was a real veteran of county fairs and knew his way around the fairgrounds better than anyone. It was he who had given Suzy the information she required. And now Duncan was about to receive his pay-off. The thought of what she had planned for him made her grin, but she tried to keep her emotions under control so her excitement wouldn't show.
She was so lost in thought, she didn't hear him approach. In fact, she was completely unaware of the security officer's presence until he placed one hand possessively on her ass. "How ya doing, sweetheart?" he said cavalierly, giving her fleshy buttock an affectionate squeeze. "Hope I haven't kept you waiting too long." His eyes were red and his breath reeked of alcohol. Suzy was glad. It would make everything easier for her.
Turning to face him, she flashed a seductive smile and reached for the swelling prominence at his crotch. When her fingers made contact with his hardon through the material of his pants, he sighed sibilantly and reached for her pussy. The youngster allowed him to run his hands over her body for a moment, then she took a step away from him. "You haven't been drinking, have you?" she asked.
"Just a little," Duncan answered, taking a bottle from his pocket and lifting it to his lips. He took a long noisy swallow and then offered the bottle to Suzy. She shook her head.
"No thanks," she said. "I may be old enough to fuck, but I'm too young to drink."
Duncan laughed raucously, gulping at the potent brew again before returning the bottle to his pocket. "Guess I'll have to do all the drinking then, as long as you're willing to do the fucking." His words amused him tremendously, and he went into a fit of laughter which ended in a burst of coughing. When he regained control of his lungs, he reached for her groin, rubbing his hands roughly over the material of her pants.
Suzy felt her little clitoris stiffening in spite of her revulsion, but she didn't allow her desire to distract her from her plan. "Oh, I'm willing to fuck again, all right," she said. "But I'm not the only one.
"What do you mean?" Duncan asked her in intoxicated confusion.
"Well," Suzy began, "I've been telling some of my girlfriends about you...."
Duncan looked concerned.
"Oh, don't worry," she continued. "I didn't mention your name. I didn't even tell them you work here. But I did tell them about that magnificent cock of yours, and three of them want to see it for themselves. And if I know my girlfriends, they'll want to do more than look."
Duncan looked very interested. "How old are these girls?" he asked.
"One of them is fourteen," Suzy answered, "and the other two are sixteen. And boy, are they foxy. When it comes to sex, they never get enough. They're real hogs. And they're just dying to meet you." As she spoke, she placed her hand once more on the uniformed officer's crotch. Her words were having the desired effect. His prick was as hard as an iron bar, and she could even feel it throbbing through the coarse material of his pants.
"Where are they?" he asked. His voice was trembling and there was a look of urgent desire in his eyes. He had taken the bait and was thoroughly hooked. But Suzy decided to give him just a little more line before she reeled him in.
"I don't know," she said, "whether I should introduce you to them or not. Once you get your hands on my friends, you might never want to sock it to me again."
"Don't be silly," Duncan responded drunkenly.
"You're my girl. I'll always have enough for you.
Don't worry about that."
"Well, I still don't know," she said uncertainly. "Why don't you give me a little sample now to hold me over until you meet my friends. They're right near here."
"Sure," the security guard said enthusiastically. "Anything you say." His fingers were already at work on the buckle of his belt, struggling in vain with it until he finally got it open. A moment later, he was naked from the waist down, but the girl still wasn't satisfied.
"Take it all off," she insisted. "I want another look at your magnificent body."
Duncan was so flattered by her words that he was quick to comply with her request, stripping completely and posing for her in his nudity. Falling to her knees before him, Suzy leaned forward and blew gently across the quivering surface of his penis, watching as it throbbed and pulsed in response to the warm blast of air on its sensitive surface. Opening her mouth wide, she gobbled the swollen instrument, running the broad flat blade of her tongue over its salty-tasting underbelly and sucking gently on its swollen and bulbous head. Duncan was moaning softly, and she knew he was ready for the next step.
"All right, big boy," she said sultrily, rising to her feet once again. She cradled his prick in her fingers, stroking it lightly to keep up his excitement. "You've convinced me. There's enough of that big fat dick to satisfy all three of my friends and still leave plenty for me. But you've got to promise that you'll come back to me when you're finished taking care of them."
"I will," Duncan blurted drunkenly. "I promise I will."
"Cross your heart," Suzy demanded. "Cross your heart and hope to die."
The guard was growing impatient. The girl's description of her three horny friends really had him turned on. He didn't want to waste any more time on this bullshit. His cock was as hard as a telephone pole. "All right, all right," he said, making the sign of a cross over his left breast. "I cross my heart and hope to die. Now lead me to em.
"All right," Suzy said, pretending to still be reluctant. "But you'd better not let me down."
"I promised," he said. "What more do you want?"
Suzy looked like she had relented, and Duncan knew she was going to come across. If he played his cards right, he might get to fuck all the sweet young things at the fair. This Frampton girl had turned out to be quite a find.
"My friends are waiting at the other end of this chute," she said, gesturing toward a tunnel-like livestock chute at a far comer of the holding pen. "They wanted to be sure no one would see them, and they wanted to make certain they'd have you alone."
"You mean I've got to crawl through there on my hands and knees?" he asked, a little put out by the suggestion.
Suzy was afraid she'd lose him, so she put a contemptuous look on her face and sneered at him. "The girls didn't mind doing it when I told them it was the only way they could get to meet you. But of course, they're younger than you are. Maybe we should forget the whole thing."
"Forget, hell!" Duncan stormed. "I ain't old. I can go anywhere a sixteen-year-old girl goes. Believe me." He started to reach for his pants, but Suzy stayed him with a gesture of her hand.
"Why don't you surprise them, and pop in on them naked?" she suggested. "Why, they'll probably be so impressed by the size of your cock that they'll fall right on their backs and beg you to fuck them. Leave your pants here. I'll make sure nothing happens to them."
"O.K.," Duncan said, already starting to breathe hard from the thought of what was about to happen. Falling to his hands and knees, he crawled toward the loading chute, turning for one last look at his twelve-year old procuress. "What are their names?" he called as he disappeared into the tunnel.
"The young one is named Rosie," she called after him. "And the other two are named Shirley and Pet." But he was already too far into the chute to hear her. As soon as he had crawled out of sight, Suzy snatched up his clothes and buried them under a pile of manure. Then she rushed outside. She wished she could be there to see the action, but she thought it best to remain incognito for a while.
Duncan crawled laboriously through the long dark tunnel-like chute, moving toward the patch of daylight which illuminated its far end. Closer and closer he came, his mind filled with thoughts of the three foxy young girls who were waiting for a look at-maybe even a taste of-his muscular penis. It was still hard and throbbing, and he just couldn't wait to sink it into the softness .of those teenage bodies.
The alcohol he had been drinking was spinning around in his brain, filling his head with a foggy daze of confusion. There was a strange smell in the air around him. For a while, he wondered what it was. Then he shrugged and continued crawling, assuming it was just the smell of the livestock chute. But the throbbing of his cock made further thought impossible, so he crawled onward, closer to the light, closer to the young cunt that awaited him.
And then suddenly there he was, squinting in the brightness of the sunshine. It was so bright that it blinded him at first, and he closed his eyes against it as he struggled to his feet. He heard laughter and giggles, probably the embarrassment of the girls who were getting their first look at his prick. His eyes still tightly shut, he took his massive cock in his hand and stroked it for them to see. Then he opened his eyes slowly, squinting against the blinding light.
He saw them at the same moment he felt them. Hogs. At least a dozen of them. They were milling around him, churning the slimy mud beneath their hooves as they rubbed and butted against him. They stank, and they were covering his naked legs with their filth.
He was in the middle of a hog pen, surrounded by a herd of filthy squealing pigs. And he had an audience-a giggling, cackling group of teenagers and adults, all of whom had gathered to watch the swine judging! They were roaring now, and pointing at him with accusing fingers. He had to get out of there-and fast!
But that was easier said than done. The hogs were closing in on him, buffering him like a football, knocking him from one to the other as they rushed to investigate the unexplained intrusion. He fought to keep on his feet but it was hopeless. In an instant they had knocked him down and were swarming all over him. He was covered with shit and mud from his head to his toes. He could feel the powerful two-hundred pound animals walking all over him. One of them was standing on his hand. Another was pissing on his face. He screamed for help, but the crowd only laughed.
The pain in his hand was intense. It felt like it had been broken. He called for help again. Then, over the sounds of his cries and the laughter of the crowd, he heard someone shouting for a cop. He heard words like "drunk" and "pervert" being tossed around, and he wished he could find the chute so he could crawl back to where he had left his clothes. That fucking little bitch had set him up. He'd fix her for this. He'd get her for sure!
Then he was shouting drunkenly, totally out of control, "That fucking little cock-sucker! That lying little motherfucking cunt! I'll kill her! I'll tear her limb from limb! Get me out of here and let me at her!" But none of it did him any good. The hogs were still walking all over him, and now it felt like his other hand was broken too. Rolling himself up into a little ball, he started to cry, wishing that the earth would open up and swallow him.
That was how the police found him when they arrived. One of them was carrying a shotgun and another held a straitjacket. But the sergeant in charge told both officers to put them away. "Just some poor mixed up nut," he said as he climbed into the pen and dragged Duncan to his feet. "Cover him up with something and take him to the station. First book him for indecent exposure and then call a psychiatrist."
Duncan was sobbing now, holding his hand and stomping in pain. "A hospital," he wailed. "I need a hospital! My hand is broke." The officers dragged him from the pen and threw a blanket over his shoulders. Then they led him toward the patrol car.
From her place by the goat pens, Suzy heard the whole thing, but she didn't even bother turning around to look. Maybe she had been a little hard on him, but he was only getting what he deserved. Now he wouldn't be around to take advantage of other young girls, or to blackmail them into putting out for him. It would probably be a long time before he ever got to see the light of day again.
As she stood there thinking it over, Bobby rushed up to talk to her. "There you are, Suzy," he said. "I've been looking all over for you. You're missing all the fun. "
"Oh, really?" she said, turning to face him. "What's going on?" Her face wore a knowing little smile, but Bobby failed to recognize it.
"Well, in the first place," he explained breathlessly, "that creepy rent-a-cop who busted us the other day just freaked out. The police just took him away. He was drunk as a lord and stark naked, crawling around in the hog pen."
Suzy laughed. "That's nice," she said, trying to appear unconcerned. "What else is new?"
"I don't understand you," Bobby exclaimed. "Didn't you hear what I said?"
"Yes, I heard you," Suzy answered. "But I always knew he was crazy. It was just a matter of time before something like this happened. What else is going on around here?"
"Well, I don't know if I should tell you, if that's going to be your attitude." He started to turn away, as though he had changed his mind about what he wanted to say to her. Then he stopped and looked at her again. He just couldn't contain himself any longer.
"There's a whore working the fair," he said, smiling at his girlfriend's eyes brightened with interest. "She's got a van in the parking lot and she's taking the men on at $5.00 a throw. Charlie Adams and I were just over there peeking in the window, and we saw everything." Then, seeking revenge for her disinterested response to the first news he gave her, he added, "But I don't suppose you'd care to see it." He started walking away.
"You come back here, Bobby," Suzy called. "You'd better believe I want to see it." Then her voice softened and she said, with a feminine wheedle, "Won't you please take me over there?"
"That's more like it," Bobby said. "Sure I will, but you have to promise not to tell anyone." Then, hand in hand, they ran breathlessly across the fairgrounds. There at the far end of the parking lot, Bobby pointed to an unobtrusive looking green van. If Suzy had seen it by herself she wouldn't have looked twice at it. But Bobby whispered, "That's her truck. She's in there."
"How did you find out?" Suzy asked.
"Charlie Adams told me about it," her boy friend answered. "He's seen her here before. In fact, last year he even fucked her. He says she let him do it in the ass."
Suzy's pussy started to tingle at the crude statement. She had never even imagined such a thing before, but she found the thought extremely arousing. "Really?" she asked. "How did he say it was?"
"I don't know," Bobby answered. "We didn't talk about that. But when we peeked in on her before, we saw another man doing it to her the same way. Charlie said that's her specialty. Come on, let's see if we can get a look." He led her around to the back of the van, where Charlie was standing on tiptoes, peering through a window. He was a tall boy with blond hair and freckles, but he was built like a grown man, with broad and muscular shoulders and powerful sinewy arms. When he saw the other two approaching, he placed a finger to his lips and stepped aside so they could see also.
"Shhhh," he said. "She's at it again. I tell you, it's her specialty."
Suzy moved into position and stood up on tiptoe to peek inside. The sight that greeted her curious adolescent eyes took her breath away. There was a woman in there, and she was stark naked. She looked to be about forty years old, and a little on the heavy side. Her breasts were huge and flabby, and they hung down pendulously in front of her. Her cunt was covered with a thick and curly growth of coarse black hair. But the hair on her head was long and blonde-obviously bleached.
Her lips were colored a flaming red, to match the red of her swollen and distended nipples. Her eyes were garishly painted with shadow, mascara, and liner, all a sickly shade of blue. But in spite of the vulgarity of her appearance, there was something sexy about her.
There was a man with her who was almost as naked as she. All he wore was a sleeveless tank shirt. His pants and the rest of his clothes were lying in a pile on the floor beside him. There was a five dollar bill in his hand, which he held out to the woman. She looked at it for a moment, then snatched it from his grasp and tucked it into a purse hanging from a hook. Then, turning her back to him, she bent forward, resting her hands on a wooden crate that stood on the floor of the van.
Suzy had a good clear view of her ass, which was full and fleshy and shook like jelly as she shifted the position of her feet. Her thighs were flabby and milky white, her feet separated to shape them into an uncrossed capitol A. Suzy could see the soft and sloppy wetness of her cunt turned back to wink at the stiff-pricked man who stood behind her.
But it was her anus that he was interested in. The little slot was ringed with brown, its lips parted slightly as though inviting the entry of his sex-weapon. It seemed to be coated with a glistening sheen of moisture, as though it had been fucked and fucked again until it no longer retained its elasticity. Licking his lips, the man gazed at it. Then, stepping forward, he guided his swollen prick into position.
Suzy could see its tapering head coming closer and closer to the gaping opening of the hooker's asshole. As he approached it, she repositioned her feet to spread her fleshy buttocks even wider. Then the man rolled his hips, placing the tip of his rod against her opening. Suzy thought she could hear the heavy woman moan as he inched his way forward, burying the pointy head in the tightness of her rectum. It was not a moan of pain, however, but one of pleasure.
Immediately, the prostitute began to roll her hips, rotating her asshole in a spiraling corkscrew motion which worked his cock in deeper and deeper. Three full inches of it had disappeared inside her anal crack before the woman stopped moving to rest for a moment. The muscles of her anus were stretching to the limit of their capacity, readjusting to accept the entry of his powerful penile intruder. Then, without warning, he bucked forward, burying another third of his swollen staff in the cloying slot of the hooker's nether opening.
Suzy felt her breath catch in her throat as her own little asshole recoiled in empathy with that of the heavy-set woman. She wondered what it must feel like to have a cock up inside there, and she resolved to find out at the first available opportunity. For now, however, she would have to content herself with watching the prostitute work and learning as much as possible about this new form of sex.
By now, the man's pecker was buried to the hilt in the cavern of the woman's lower bowel, and Suzy could see her buttocks clutching at the hair-covered bag of his scrotum. The man's ass was moving around in little circles as he scoured at the inside of her rectum with the rigid shaft of his prick. He was groaning loudly, the sounds of his passion audible to the three young eavesdroppers who stood outside the van.
"I'll bet that's a real tight fit," Bobby mused, in a voice that could barely be heard. "I wonder what it must feel like. "
"I can tell you what it feels like," Charlie answered. "It feels terrific. I fucked her that way last year, and it was the best fuck ever."
Their lascivious words were combining with the obscene sight before her to inflame Suzy's passion and fill her soul with desire. Her cunt felt as though it was on fire, and there was a strange unscratchable itch emanating from the tightness of her puckered anal opening. She had seen enough. She was ready to try it for herself.
"I'd like to know how it feels, too," she said softly. "How it feels for a woman, I mean."
"Why don't you ask her?" Bobby said, gesturing toward the window with a nod of his head. "I'm sure she'd be glad to tell you." His voice was dripping with sarcasm.
But Suzy just smiled. "I have a better idea," she said. "Why don't I find out for myself? With your help, I mean."
Bobby felt his penis spring to erection at his girlfriend's lewd suggestion. "Sounds good to me," he said quickly. "Can we use the back of your pickup, Charlie?"
"Only if I can come too," his friend responded, looking Suzy directly in the eye.
"I wouldn't have it any other way," the girl answered.
"Then what are we waiting for?" Charlie urged. "Let's stop watching and start doing."
Stifling their giggles, the three adolescents ran from the van, heading excitedly toward Charlie's truck.
CHAPTER TEN
Charlie lifted the tailgate of his pickup and extended his arm to help Suzy to climb inside. He followed behind her, and next came Bobby. Closing the tailgate securely, the three youths laughed hysterically. "Boy, oh boy," Charlie said. "We sure are going to have ourselves one hell of a party."
Suzy felt the excitement all around her and knew she was the center of it. Bobby and Charlie were in a wild dither. Sexual desire filled the atmosphere. Suzy's delicate body was trembling for satisfaction. All she could think about was the whore parked in the far parking lot, offering her plump and sexy ass to anyone who needed her services.
Bobby was beside himself with excitement. Just a day or two ago, he had been a virgin, and now he was going to see what it was like to fuck a girl in the ass. His heart beat rapidly, his pulse pumping even harder. It was all he could do to keep himself from tearing his clothes off and grabbing what he wanted. But he tried to be patient, unwilling to make the first move.
Charlie looked lustfully into Suzy's pretty eyes. He couldn't wait to see little Suzy Frampton without a stitch of clothes on her shapely body. She sure talked sexy, like a real foxy lady, and he couldn't wait to sock his throbbing cock into that inviting hole of hers-whichever hole it was.
Suzy was the center of attention and she loved every second of it, every lustful glance that swept her body. They were all seated in a circle, no one saying a word. Only silence filled the air. Seeking a more comfortable position, Suzy twisted her body, looking around in hopes that someone would break the silence. But no one did. Finally, she took matters into her own hands.
"Well," Suzy said, "what are we all waiting for?"
"Yeah," Charlie echoed, "what are we waiting for?"
Bobby just sat silently, still waiting for someone else to make the first move.
Charlie got to his knees and started unbuttoning his shirt. He opened it quickly and removed it from his body. Then, after removing his undershirt, he reached for his belt buckle. He unzipped the fly of his pants and proceeded to remove his tight denim pants. Out popped his long hard penis, losing no time at all in exposing itself to everyone.
Suzy felt a chill of excitement fill her passionate body. The sight of his cock absolutely thrilled her.
It was longer than Bobby's-much longer! In fact, his cock was the size of a grown man's. It was almost as long as Duncan's and very thick, looking absolutely massive and very mighty.
Suzy's face was alive with lust, her eyes glued to Charlie's huge cock. Her pussy bloomed and her titties budded with arousal. Her whole body was tingling with sexual excitement. Looking at Charlie's naked body was really turning her on. "Oh Charlie," she said. "You have a real nice cock."
Charlie smiled with pride. Her words made him feel so big and important that his cock became even harder and longer. He stood in the center of the pickup, his shoulders slightly slouched so that his head wouldn't hit the ceiling of the shell. He was the center of attention now, and he liked it, especially with Suzy's eyes focused on his prick. Even Bobby was staring at him from the floor, still unwilling to make a move. Then Suzy started to strip.
First, she unbuttoned her blouse and removed it from her shoulders. Leaving her pretty lacy bra in place, she went on to remove her pants. Charlie's eyes were fastened to her body as he waited with bated breath for her to be as completely naked as he was. He couldn't wait to see what was inside her brassiere, what was under the crotch of her pants.
Bobby could feel his prick starting to stir. Watching Suzy undress always turned him on. She was beautiful, and seeing her naked was like living through an earthquake. His whole body was affected by the sight of her. It trembled and shivered as his desire mounted. Looking at Suzy when she was so crazed with lust was like watching a bomb explode. Her pants were off now and she was reaching to unclasp her bra. The world had stopped spinning.
Suzy reached back and unfastened it slowly. Then she pulled it off her shoulders and dropped it down with the rest of her clothing. Her tender titties popped out from the cups of confinement and she could feel the warm air wash over her budding nipples.
Charlie felt a pang of excitement flutter throughout his stimulated body. The sight of her precious boobs took his breath away. They were small but firm, standing out against her chest. Her erect pink nipples were the size of cherries, and looked really hard. Charlie couldn't wait to put his hands on them. "Wow," he said dramatically. "You sure have nice boobs."
Suzy swelled with pride. She could feel her nipples hardening at his words. "Do you like them?" she said, raising her hands and cupping both breasts in her palms and showing them off to Charlie's hungry eyes.
"I sure do," Charlie said as he shuffled over toward Suzy. "Can I take your panties off?" His breath was coming in labored gasps.
Suzy felt a tingle run up and down her spine. She was as excited as he, and delighted by his request. "Sure," she said. "But do it nice and slowly." She could hear Bobby's breathing becoming heavier. He was obviously enjoying the show.
Charlie went directly for the waistband of her panties, careful not to touch her skin. He tugged the pretty brief undies off of her seductive body, pulling them down slowly, inch by inch. As he did so, his cock hardened even more. Now he had the elastic band just above her pubic mound. All he had to do was lower it a fraction of an inch and her pussy would be exposed to his lustful view. His hands rested there for a few moments, building the suspense. Suzy's body remained perfectly still as she waited for Charlie to proceed. Then he lowered her underwear until she was completely exposed. The sight of her hairless pussy took his breath away and made his heart beat even faster. He was aware of his chest heaving up and down as his sexual excitement heightened.
Suzy lifted her feet one at a time to step out of the underpants. Her body was completely naked from head to toe, and she felt her excitement rise.
She was ready for action-any action, as long as it turned her on. She could tell, just from the look on Charlie's face, just by the lustful gleam in his eyes, but he was bubbling with desire. Her nudity was turning him on just as his was turning her on. Reaching over to clutch his heavy cock in her hand, Suzy took the first step.
"Oooooohh," Charlie sighed, his cock blazing with heated passion. His eyelids were half closed and all he was aware of was the sensational pleasure Suzy's expert hand was giving his prick. It was good. It was wonderful!
Suzy liked pulling Charlie's cock, especially with Bobby watching. It was the thickest cock she had ever touched, and the thought of it penetrating her vulva sent chills of passion through her vibrant body. Her nipples grew even larger as she pulled on Charlie's mighty tool. She could feel their turgid erectness spreading passion to her entire body.
Pulling faster and harder on Charlie's swollen cock, she looked at Bobby. He was sitting on the floor of the truck just staring at them, a dazed look in his eye.
"Why don't you undress and join us, Bobby?" Suzy asked. But Bobby didn't move. He was enjoying their performance, perfectly contented to just sit and watch. There was something perversely stimulating about watching his girlfriend make it with another guy.
Charlie didn't know where or what to touch first. Her tits looked inviting, but so did her pussy. At last he decided to start at the top. He touched her warm soft breast, and it was wonderful. It was firm, with lots of substance. He fondled her boobs and then he gently cupped them. Squeezing and kneading his fingers into their creamy resilience, his hands went wild at the touch of her titflesh. He could feel Suzy's erect nipples grazing the palms of his hands as he rolled his fingertips around them, pulling and tweaking all at the same time. The more he pulled them the harder they seemed to get. He wanted to lick them, to suck them. He needed so very much to taste them. "Can I suck your nipples, Suzy?" he whispered.
Suzy was beside herself with pleasure. The feel of his strong but gentle fingers on her turgid nipples was bringing her higher and higher. When she heard his words, she thought she'd faint from longing. "Please suck my nipples," she begged. "I want you to do everything to me. I want you to make me feel good, real good." Pulling his hand down to her budding nubbins, she sighed with delight.
Charlie couldn't believe it. She was pleading for him to handle her, to lick her, to taste her. Her nipples were just inches away from his mouth and getting closer and closer. Then his lips were touching them-in front of her boyfriend! He stuck his tongue out and licked gingerly at her tit, circling with his tongue around her dark aureole until the tip of her breast was covered with saliva.
Then he opened his mouth and sucked her turgid nipple inside. In and out his cheeks puffed, as he worked vigorously at her sensitive tissue. It felt wonderful, and from her moans of sexual fulfillment, it was quite apparent that Suzy liked it too.
Her whole body was gyrating in a fuck-like motion. Around and around in circles it moved. She was hot now, really hot. She could feel her pussy starting to fill with fluid. It was oozing out from between her unattended cuntlips and getting her ready for penile intrusion. Her diligent hand moved methodically as she continued to stroke Charlie's ever-growing cock. The more she pulled and stroked it, the longer it became. From the comer of her eye, she could see Bobby, watching the whole thing in hypnotized fascination.
With a strangled moan of lust, Charlie reached down and touched her hairless little pussy, running his fingers up and down the length of her slit.
"Oooooohh," Suzy sighed. Her cunt had been tingling with need, and now that Charlie's hand was attending to it, making it feel nice, she was in seventh heaven. She could feel Charlie's fingers cupping her pubic mound, squeezing and moving in a spiraling motion.
Charlie could feel fluid oozing out from between her cuntal lips, dripping onto his hand and driving him wild. He let his fingertips stroke her delicate area until his middle finger touched the crack of her slit. Then he moved it up and down, bathing in the fragrantly flowing juices. He could smell the womanly aroma of cuntal secretion as he diddled her. The scent made his cock throb.
"Push your finger inside my twat," Suzy insisted, guiding it in with her own hand. Once she got him started, he proceeded on his own, his finger moving deeper and deeper into Suzy's obliging cunt. It was even wetter inside, and his finger felt like it was swimming around in a swamp of warm gooey thick cream. Moving onward, his finger delved in her swamp. He explored every part of her vagina, touching the raw wet meat that lay hidden inside.
Removing his other hand from her nipple, Charlie worked it down to her waist, then around onto her back. A moment later he was cupping her meaty asscheeks. He filled his hand with her fleshy buttocks, squeezing each cheek in turn. "Spread your legs a little wider," he murmured, "so I can get my finger into your ass."
Suzy gasped with excitement at his lewd suggestion. Spreading her legs, she waited breathlessly for Charlie's finger to enter her bowel. Slowly, with his long middle finger, he probed into her asshole. It was such a tight fit, he couldn't squeeze his finger all the way inside. Pulling his finger away for a moment, he brought it up to his face. He sniffed first, taking a long deep breath.
Then he wet his finger with his tongue, saturating it thoroughly. Quickly, he inserted it once more into her anal opening.
Suzy could feel his finger pressing against her asshole, and this time she was sure it would make entry. He wiggled his finger around and around, and when it seemed as though he had loosened the skin and coaxed the muscle to open up wider for his entry, his fingertip popped inside.
Suzy was beside herself with pleasure. Although his anxious finger in her tight back channel caused her a little pain, even the pain was turning her on. Then she felt him penetrate her asshole right up to the knuckle. It hurt-a lot-but she never allowed herself to whimper.
She remembered the pleasure Duncan had given her with his cock, and she remembered how it had hurt when he first entered her pussy. She was learning fast! Without complaint, she waited to see how it would feel once the rest of Charlie's finger plunged its way inside. It turned out to be worth waiting for, because once his finger got in past the knuckle, everything went nice and smooth. It was all the way inside her rectum now, feeling around and touching the walls of her bowels. With one of his fingers inside her pussy and another in her asshole, she was tripping into nirvana.
"Ooooohhh," she wailed. 'That feels soooo goooooood. Do it, do it, do it!" Her body was gyrating like a wiggling snake. Her hips were rolling from side to side, pushing in and out against Charlie's naked body. She was wailing with lewd grunts of sexual satisfaction, oblivious to all around her-even to Bobby.
But he wasn't about to sit and watch anymore. She was his girlfriend, and although watching was exciting, he didn't want to just let Charlie take over. Standing up, he tore at his clothes, pulling them from his body. His cock was ready for action. Without saying a word, he snatched Charlie's hand from Suzy's asshole. "I get her ass, Charlie," Bobby insisted, a note of belligerence in his voice.
Charlie had other ideas about that, but he looked at Suzy and waited for her to decide. She only wanted to be touched and fondled, and really didn't care who was doing what. So she remained silent. "Well," Charlie asked finally, "who gets your ass first?"
"Oh," she said. "Let Bobby do it to me first. Then you can take your turn." Without waiting another second, Bobby moved behind Suzy's naked body and tried shoving his prick into her anus, but it was futile. The more he tried, the more unsuccessful he was.
"Oh shit," he muttered in frustration. "I can't seem to get it in."
Charlie, who was the oldest and had more experience in such things, tried to be of some help. "Why don't you get your cock greased up?" he suggested. "Then it will slide in real easy."
"Greased up?" Bobby said in frustration. "Where the hell can I get some grease?"
"Why don't you ask Suzy to suck it for you?" Charlie said. "Meanwhile, I'll wet her ass. Then your cock should slide right in."
"That's a good idea," Suzy said, turning and reaching down to stroke her boyfriend's cock. Bending at the waist, she guided it into her mouth, running her tongue anxiously over its pulsating surface. Then she sucked the hard throbbing cock inside her mouth, wetting it and coating it with her own saliva. Bobby's body started to gyrate back and forth as Suzy skillfully sucked his trembling member.
While the pretty adolescent sucked her boyfriend's dick, Charlie dropped to his knees behind her, licking gently with his tongue at the puckered brown slit of her anus. Shoving its tip between her two meaty asscheeks, Charlie used his hands to pull them apart and get to her nether opening. His tongue licked her hole, coating it with his warm wet saliva. "Are you sure you don't want me to assfuck her first?" he asked. "I can stretch her ass open for you. Then you won't have any trouble getting it in."
But Bobby rejected the offer. "No," he said. "After I do it, you can. But I want to be the first." Quickly, he moved around behind his girlfriend, thrusting his swollen organ at her anal opening. But he got nowhere. "I have an idea," he said at last.
"Maybe if you lie down on your stomach, it'll be easier for me to stick my prick into your ass."
"That sounds good," Suzy said enthusiastically. Lowering her body to the straw, she spread her legs wide and raised her buttocks slightly so she was wide open for his entry.
Bobby lowered his body carefully on top of hers, positioning his cock against her splayed anus. At first, he guided his penis with his hand, making sure to aim it at the right hole and working desperately to shove it inside. The elastic sphincter muscle resisted for a moment, then it began to relax.
"Oooooohh," Suzy sighed. She could feel Bobby's cockhead pushing its way into her ass. This time she knew it would work. She could already feel it forcing her rectal walls apart and crashing its way inside. Her whole body was stiffening and tightening up. The unfamiliar feeling of cock going into her virgin asshole was frightening her in spite of her resolve. It was beginning to hurt-really hurt. Her anus was being tom apart by this foreign intruder.
Bobby could feel her body tensing up, and he held himself back from pushing his anxious cock into the depths of her anal canal. "Just relax, Suzy," Bobby said. His cock was about a quarter of the way inside her asshole, but her tenseness prevented him from going any further. "I think if you stop tightening up, my cock wouldn't hurt you as much."
"O.K.," Suzy said. "I'll try." Taking a deep breath, she forced herself to relax and accept his anal probe. It was already starting to feel better.
As soon as Bobby felt her body loosening up, he moved his hands to her chest and felt her smashing boobs. He rubbed his hands all over them, trying to get her back into the sexual excitement she had been feeling just moments ago. Her nipples were soft and unaffected, but as soon as he touched them, they began to harden underneath his fingertips. After a couple of seconds of manipulating them, he could feel the tension leaving. She was again starting to feel the glories of sexual pleasure. Now he was ready to shove his cock in a little deeper. He would do it very slowly to avoid hurting her.
Thrusting his hips forward against her spread-open asscheeks, Bobby shoved his pecker in a little more. It was a tight squeeze! He could feel his cock ramming against her anal membranes. It was the tightest fit his cock had ever experienced, much tighter than Suzy's cunt had been the first time they fucked. But it sure felt good. Bobby couldn't wait to get the rest of his cock inside. He pushed in a little further. It felt warm and rubbery in there, and not nearly as lubricated as her cunt. With one final thrust of his body, he buried his prick to the hilt pushing his entire cock inside his girlfriend's ass.
"Ooooooohhh," Suzy gasped, the pain returning again. But Bobby's hands worked harder than ever at pleasuring her turgid nipples, and the ache began to fade. Bobby held still, waiting for her anus to adapt to his intruding cock. Then, when she had accepted his prick completely, he began to move slowly.
Suzy couldn't believe what she was feeling. It was wonderful, fantastic, incredible. She too began moving up and down, pushing her buttocks against Bobby's fucking body. It was glorious! Suzy was in ecstasy. She was wild with passion. She just couldn't get enough, though she pushed with every ounce of energy to fulfill her body's demands. The pain had turned to a glorious wonderful feeling of passionate desire that clung to her like a shroud. It was overpowering. "Oooooh," she sighed. "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me! It feels so gooooood. I love it, I love it, I love it!"
Charlie was so excited that his semi-soft cock turned to stone. He couldn't wait to ram his anxious prick inside that heated sexpot. She was something else! Watching Suzy Frampton was even more exciting than watching the plump whore in the parking lot. Her words were exciting him and the movements of her gyrating body were hypnotizing him.
Bobby's hands still squeezed affectionately at her small firm breasts. Her nipples were hard as rocks and his fingers continued to caress their turgidity. She was gyrating furiously beneath him, enervating him totally with her wild passionate movements. She was thrilling him and exciting him beyond words.
He could feel his balls slapping desperately against her meaty buttocks as his cock pumped in and out of her tight anal hole. His cock thrilled to the tightness of her taut rectal tissue. His testes were churning with lust. His orgasm was only seconds away. He was going to shoot, going to go off like a cannon. He was going to blow her ass off. His cock stiffened inside her asshole, then it began shooting its semen. Spurt after spurt, Bobby's cock filled Suzy's wild frantic ass with gism. "Ooooohhh," he groaned out of control. "I'm cuuummmiiinnngggg. I'm cuuummmiiinnnnggg."
Suzy thrilled to his words. He was filling her ass with his cum and she was beside herself with lust. She humped and pumped her buttocks up at him in a desperate attempt to fulfill her sexual needs as well. But Bobby's cock was beginning to deflate and slip out of her rectal hole. In a moment, he stopped moving. But she wasn't finished yet.
Charlie rushed at the two of them, his hard throbbing prick bobbing up and down as he moved. "It's my turn," he said frantically. Bobby had obviously finished, and Charlie didn't want to waste a second in getting what had been promised him. His cock tingled with desire, his head spun with excitement. Impatiently, he pushed Bobby away.
Pulling Suzy onto her knees, Charlie stretched her meaty asscheeks apart with his hands and pushed his cock against her anal orifice. It was tightly closed again, but Charlie knew it wouldn't stay that way for much longer. Suzy could feel his prick pushing against her asshole as she slowly opened to accept his entry. Her ass was already lubricated by Bobby's semen, and Charlie's penis slipped in nice and easy. She could feel the difference in size. Charlie's cock was much longer than Bobby's, and much thicker. She was glad Bobby had been the first to crack her virgin ass. Charlie's cock would have been much more painful. She felt her ass stretching even wider to accommodate his large pulsating tool. It hurt a little, but it felt good, too-very good. Once Charlie had pushed his dick deep inside her, Suzy began to buck and reel, as though touched by a powerful electric current. She needed more and more, as she rocked and rolled her ass to meet his desperate fucking movements.
Charlie pushed one of his hands underneath her belly and down toward her hairless little pussy. Clasping her sensitive twat, he pushed his middle finger inside her wet and swampy pussy. Her excitement had done a very good job at lubricating her cunt and making it nice and easy for Charlie's finger to slide right in.
He toyed with her cunt, pushing his finger in and out of her slit while his cock pumped furiously inside her tight little ass. He could feel her button of pleasure hardening inside her cunt, rising up like a budding flower. She was hot, all right! Even her clit showed it.
Suzy was on a lovely magic carpet ride, her clit as hard as her rock-like nipples. Her whole body trembled with lustful desire. There was a flowing stream of ecstasy running through her body, making her feel wonderful. Charlie pumped savagely into her wild and furious body, so hot that he already felt about to explode.
Suzy was thrashing around like a bitch in heat, ready to do anything to satisfy her hungry carving, and Charlie wasn't about to disappoint her. He was more than willing to give her anything that would make her happy, using his hands and cock like precision instruments of pleasure. He could feel her body shaking with excitement, and he knew it would only be seconds before she gushed like a river.
Suzy was moaning and groaning with sexual sensation, no longer in charge of her body. Her clit was pulsating rapidly as Charlie's finger whipped it around and around in circles. She felt his finger push it in and out, up and down, from side to side-all this, while his cock pumped mercilessly into her tight little asshole. It was driving her wild with lust.
"Ooooohhh, aaaaahhhh, mmmmmmm," she cooed. "I'm going to cum, Charlie." Her words made him press his finger even harder against her anxious clit, knowing that she was about to embark in the wonderful journey of orgasm. His desperately urgent cock fucked her ass with everything he had and more. And then Suzy screamed, "I'm cuummmiiinnnggg. Oooooooohhhh, I'm cumming, I'm cumming, I'm cumming!"
Charlie felt like he'd been hit with a thunderbolt. He too was spurting viscously into her tight little ass, shooting his liquid into her and floating on a cloud. It was a trip he never wanted to come back from. Jet after jet of bubbling gism shot into Suzy's ass, releasing all his frustration and bringing him totally gratifying release.
Suzy was panting and gyrating, moving with all the energy that her body could release. She let her orgasm sweep her far, far away. Her whole body trembled with the climactic relief that flowed through her until it was over, and she and Charlie lay there panting, trying to catch their breath.
Bobby could feel his pecker becoming hard and stiff. Watching all this had really had quite an effect on him. He was so turned on from watching the two of them that he was already anxious to sock it to her again. But Suzy was a step ahead of him.
Picking herself up off the floor of the truck, she said, 'That was great, you guys. But what I want to try now is the two of you together." Smiling at her two lovers, she saw Charlie's cock begin to stiffen again. Bobby's was already eager and waiting.
Turning to Bobby, she said, "I think it would be better if you fucked me in the ass, and Charlie fucked me from the front. Is that O.K. with you?"
"Sure," he said. "Anything is O.K. with me." As he spoke, he reached for her meaty buttocks. Charlie too was up and on his feet. He stood in front of Suzy's naked body and waited for Bobby to put his pecker in her anus. Bobby, who knew a little more about these things now, lowered his body to lick Suzy's ass.
Then he stood up and slid his cock between her asscheeks, holding it firmly in his hand. Pushing it against her anal hole, he thrust his body at hers. His cock slipped in nice and easy this time, until it was buried to the hilt inside her. Unable to wait any longer, Charlie held his long thick cock in his hand and pushed it between her cunt lips to position it against her cuntal opening. Her pussy was so dripping wet his cock slipped right in, like it belonged inside.
Suzy was in her glory. She could feel Bobby's cock all the way deep inside her rectum and she could feel Charlie's dick all the way up in her pussy. It was almost as though the two cocks inside her were touching. Then she felt the thrill of her life as the two boys began moving together. She was getting fucked both ways. It was magnificent, absolutely magnificent! Her body was a blaze of heated passion once more, only this was the best yet. Nothing else could compare to this glorious feeling of double sexual passion she was now experiencing.
Suzy's orgasm was already whirling around inside of her, ready to blow up at any minute. She was in her glory, tinglingly sensual sensations bubbling throughout her entire body. Bobby's cock was fucking her asshole, while Charlie fucked her pussy. She was sandwiched between them and enjoying every blissful second of it.
Bobby was so excited that another climax was already upon him. Closing his eyes and drifting along with the sheer sexual pleasure of it all, he let his feelings sweep him into oblivion. "I'm cumming, Suzy!" he shouted. "I'm cumming again!"
Charlie pumped furiously into Suzy's oozing twat. "Me too, Suzy! I'm cumming too!"
The girl felt an excitement she had never felt before. Two boys simultaneously screwing her and pumping her full from both ends. She was so excited that the very sound of their lustful voices set her juices flowing. "Me too!" she shouted. "I'm cumming tooooooo!"
And together, the three adolescents journeyed through the blissful oblivion of sexual fulfillment.
It carried them off again to a special secret place where only an orgasm could take them, and it was beautiful.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
"I'm very proud of you," Dan Frampton said as he steered the pickup truck out of the fairgrounds parking lot. "You must have learned a lot to win a blue ribbon at your very first county fair."
"Oh, yes," his daughter answered innocently. "I never could have won if I hadn't learned as much as I did."
"Well, good," said her father. "After all, that's the most important thing. Learning. Not winning or losing."
"Yes," Suzy said. "Learning. And having fun."
"Did you have a lot of fun?" he asked as he drove out onto the highway. It had been a long week, with Suzy going to the fairgrounds early every morning and then returning home late every night. Sometimes he drove her, but most of the time she rode with her club leader. It was nice to be taking her and the goat home again, so they could all get back to routine.
"Oooh, yes," Suzy answered. "We had lots of fun. Bobby introduced me to lots of his friends, and I even got to meet one of the judges here at the fair. Next year, I'll know just what to do."
"Well, that's good," her dad said, occupied with his driving. When he got out onto the open road, he was able to turn and look at her for a moment. She really was quite pretty, and very well developed for a girl her age. He hadn't forgotten what he had seen her and Bobby doing in the barn, and now that he took a good look at her, he didn't find it difficult to understand. She was really a sexy little girl.
"Did you spend a lot of time with your friend Bobby Swenson?" he asked. He really wanted to know whether she had done any more experimenting with her body, but of course he couldn't ask her that.
"Yes, I did," she told him. "We spent most of our time together." She thought she knew what her daddy had in mind. Glancing quickly at the crotch of his pants, she saw that he had a hardon. Somehow, the observation didn't surprise her in the least.
She had learned a lot in the past week, about the nature of animals and about the nature of people. And in many respects, they were the same. When the male got close to the female, his cock stiffened and his mind began filling with thoughts of sex, of breeding, of pleasure. She wondered how far it went with her father. Casually, so that he wouldn't notice, she slid across the seat until she was sitting right next to him, her thigh pressed tightly against his.
She smoothed the leg of her jeans with her hand, allowing her fingers to stray nonchalantly to her father's thigh. He kept his eyes on the road ahead and his hands on the wheel, but she saw him swallow hard when her fingertips grazed over his body.
"How did Bobby make out with his goat?" he asked, trying to get himself under control. He didn't understand it, but his daughter's proximity was having a strange effect on him. His cock was hard and throbbing, and his balls felt as though they were on fire. Try as he might, he could not rid his mind of the lewd image of Bobby and Suzy playing stink-finger in the barn. Then that lustful scene was replaced by a lurid recollection of Suzy's ass, crisscrossed with swollen red welts after he had spanked her. He could feel a drop of dewy moisture oozing from the tip of his dick to stain the front of his pants.
Suzy noticed it too, and she decided to throw caution to the winds and do something about it. Moving higher, she rested her hand on his thigh, very close to the tented crotch of his trousers. Her mind was swirling. She had to try. She needed a cock, and she hoped that this time it would be her father's.
"Bobby did pretty well," she said. "His goat won a third place." As she spoke, she moved her fingers higher until they were nudging at the swollen prominence of his turgid rod. Then suddenly, she closed her hand around it, stroking it lovingly through the material of his trousers.
Her father gasped. But he continued staring through the windshield and going through the motions of steering the car. He knew he should stop her, but he just couldn't bring himself to do so. It felt wonderful to have her fingers on his cock. He wished his pants weren't in the way.
As if she had read his mind, his daughter began toying with the tab of his zipper, opening it slowly to give her access to his penis. "Daddy," she said softly. "There's a nice little park just up ahead. The goat-judge at the fair told me about it. Why don't we drive in there and rest for a while?" As she spoke, she finished opening his pants and extracted his swollen and throbbing penis. As though afraid he would refuse her, she bent over it and planted a kiss on its tip, brushing it lightly with her soft moist young lips.
Dan Frampton had no choice. He had already climbed too high up the ladder of sexual excitement to begin backing down now. Without a word, he swerved off the road and into the deserted little picnic area. While his hands were busy shutting off the ignition and setting the parking brake, she pulled at her pants and panties, lowering them both at the same time. Then she grabbed for his hand, guiding it to her feminine smelling groin. Arching her buttocks, she pushed her pussy up at him, making it easy for him to slip his finger inside her.
He resisted for a moment, allowing thoughts of morality to overcome his feelings of lust. But as the softness of her pink-lipped pussy pressed against his hand, he found it impossible not to yield to his instincts. Slipping his finger inside his daughter's accommodating slit, Dan explored her sweet young cunt. His finger didn't feel any barrier at all, and he was horrified by the realization that she must no longer be a virgin. But he was too hot and bothered to let that become important now.
In fact, as he thought about his daughter being fucked by young Bobby Swenson, he found himself getting turned on. He became so aroused by it, and by his daughter stroking and pulling at his cock, that he burst into orgasm.
Suzy pulled desperately at his throbbing pulsating cock, thrilled to be watching it spurt. Creamy white fluid shot from the tip of his organ to drip all over her hand. She looked into her father's face as his expression gave his ecstasy away. His eyes were closed and his features were all contorted with emotion. His finger was plunging away desperately at her oozing pussy, until she too was off at last. They rode the crest together, not drifting back to earth until all their passion was spent. It was beautiful, the best sex-experience yet for Suzy.
What a week it had been. She had done so many new things. She had learned so much. She had won a ribbon at the fair. And she had finally made it with Daddy! That was the ultimate-even better than winning a prize with King Louie-because both of them realized it was only the beginning.