Gina squirmed and wriggled on the platform, but she could not escape. All around her, voices murmured and men laughed obscenely. Her entire body was trembling with fear as she lay there, stark naked, the light shining down on her, illuminating her helpless form for the crowd.
Sandy stood by the large, sleek stallion, stroking his phallus, making the red cock slide further and further from the hairy sheath. The dripping red tool was a full nine inches long now, and yet even more was slipping out.
"Don't, please, don't," muttered Gina piteously, "You can't do this to your own sister."
"You'll like it, Sis," smiled Sandy, as she felt the hot phallus in her hand. "It feels terrific after awhile."
Now the horse's dick was fully exposed, and Sandy led it forward, until its body was poised over Gina's. The small woman's legs were drawn apart widely by the ropes, and her sweet cunt was fully vulnerable to any attack.
The horse's dick dripped pre-seminal ooze onto her quaking cunt, forming glistening clear drops in her soft pubic hairs. She knew that soon, very soon, the long, thin dick would be shoved way up into her cunt, and she would be fucked and fucked by the horse in front of all these people.
Sandy tapped the horse twice with her riding crop, and the animal lowered down and shoved the hot tool into Gina's unwilling cunt. The first stab felt like a hot poker was being driven into the delicate woman's cunt, and she let out a throaty scream.
Then the horse was fucking her, sending his hips driving downward as she lay trapped underneath his bulk, forcing his dick into the hot cunt, ramming it home with every savage thrust. Gina was kicking and screaming and her thin body was struggling against her bonds.
As the animal kept fucking her, Sandy leaned over her pain contorted face and smiled.
"This is just the beginning," she promised her, "Just the beginning. I have a few other surprises in store for you."
One of those surprises was sitting in the dark watching the shameless spectacle. It was Dan, Gina's husband. He was sitting-there with his mouth open, watching his petite wife take a horse's dick in her twat, and moaning as if she loved every thick inch of it.
CHAPTER ONE
Gina looked out the window at the lovely countryside as the car zipped along the empty road.
"God, it's really beautiful here," she sighed, as she looked at the grassy hills, green trees and wandering cows.
"It smells," commented her husband as he rolled up his window.
"Oh, Mike," she grumbled, "You're always looking on the worst side of things. Look on the good side for once. We're out here in the country, and we're going to spend the entire summer on a lovely farm. And we're not paying rent, or anything.
"Most people would give their right arm for an opportunity like that. I mean, we love camping this will be like camping, only indoors. We're going to have a lovely time."
"If you say so," replied her husband, as he olaced his hand on her knee.
Her leg was nice and soft, and fit so perfectly in his hand. He glanced over at her face, and smiled at her good looks. She had a little girl's face, with her tiny nose, small mouth, and big, soulful eyes.
Her short, wavy, brown hair was combed casually on the side, and gave her a little height. She was short, and her petite frame added to the illusion that she was very young. As his hand moved up along her leg and felt her thigh, he thought of the rest of her body. She was slim, beautifully slim, with small, firm breasts and a tight little ass. . Her skin was velvety smooth, and he loved running his hand over it.
All in all, she was a real looker, and he loved her dearly. The best thing about her was her personality. She was always bubbly and excited about things, and her enthusiasm never waned, no matter how bad things got. It was this effervescence that he loved the best about her and he smiled.
His hand was now near her crotch, and as he stroked and pulled at her inner thigh, he felt his dick getting hard. It was swelling and shifting about under his pants, and he started to feel the blood rushing in his ears.
"Oh, look at that,.' she squealed excitedly, "A lake, and some beautiful weeping willows."
"Why don't we stop for awhile?" he asked, as his dick kept growing.
"That is a great idea," she beamed.
He pulled over off the road and they climbed out of the car.
"Smell that country air," she said, as she threw her arms back, stuck her chest out, and took a deep breath.
This action caused her tits to be pressed against her knit shirt, and Dan could see her pointy nipples poking at the fabric. He could see that they were erect, as they usually were, and he smiled in anticipation. Gina never wore a bra, and he was glad.
"Come on," he said, taking her hand, "Let's walk down by the lake."
The pair strolled down by the water, and looked at the still surface. There was not a ripple on it, and dragon-flies and butterflies fluttered about the surface. They walked all the way down to the side of the lake, Dan making sure that they walked past some cat-tails, blocking any sight of them completely from the road.
Now they were all alone, and it almost seemed as if the crazy world that they lived in was somehow locked outside this wonderful spot and could not get in. Dan felt his dick thumping against his leg as he walked.
When they got to a particularly grassy knoll by the side of the lake, he grabbed Gina around the waist and fell to the ground, pulling her down with him. They fell on the grass laughing, and he began to tickle her.
"Stop it," she laughed, as they rolled about, and she began tickling him back.
Their tickling soon turned to more serious groping, and soon their hands were moving over each other's body. Dan had one hand on Gina's cute ass, while his other hand was flat on her back, pressing him to her.
Gina's hands were around his neck, holding his head steady as they lay there and kissed passionately.
Their lips were locked together, sliding and pushing against one another as their tongues were poking into each other's mouth. Dan drove his fleshy spear all the way into Gina's orifice, as the pretty woman sucked and licked at it.
It felt so good to be holding her in his arms. Her body was just the right size, for his arms fit around her completely, and she nestled warmly against his bosom. Then his tongue slid down even further, trying to force its way all the way to her throat. She was sucking greedily, and it was making Dan's cock jump with lewd anticipation.
Gina was sliding her tongue all around his dart, and she could feel the bulge of his dick against her firm leg. She delighted in the way it jumped and twitched as they kissed, and it was a great incentive to suck his tongue and give him the promise of better things to come.
Then she felt his hand move, and pull her shirt out of her tight jeans, slipping underneath heading for her pliant tits. Her body shivered at his touch. It always did. She never failed to be thrilled by his hand going for her breasts, and she released an inner sigh as he took hold of one of her mounds.
His fingers just cupped the breast at first, but then it began to work it sensuously, kneading and caressing, as they lay kissing. He let the stiff nipple press against his palm, as he squeezed her jug, and felt it push and spring back into shape.
He loved the feel of her breasts, and never grew tired of just fondling her soft spheres. And he loved the thrill that it brought her as well, as he felt her breathing increase, and her movements become more urgent.
He decided that it was time to undo her pants, and he did just that, snapping free the front and pulling the zipper down. She was shocked at his actions, but then when she felt the dick pressing with such firmness against her body, she knew why.
Her hands released his neck, and rapidly undid his shirt, running her hands over his strong chest.
Dan was an attractive man, the brawny type. He had wide shoulders, strong arms and thick neck. He was not that tall, but he was well-built, like a wrestler. In fact, that was an appropriate term to call him, for they had wrestled together so many times in bed.
He had a strong jaw and small nose and sandy-blonde hair. His flesh was full of hidden muscles, which Gina could feel as she touched him. Then her hands were at his pants, opening them up and pulling his dick out.
"Ohhhh," moaned Dan, as she grabbed his red log and held it in her delicate fingers.
He had stopped kissing her now, and his mouth was pecking at her neck and shoulders. He had her pants pulled down off her trim hips, and now had a good grip on her squirming ass. He was tugging the pants down more and more, but she was not helping.
"Dan," she whispered in his ear, "Stop that. We're right out in the open. We can't."
"Why not?" he murmured, as he pulled them to her knees.
She was gently holding his dick all this time, and she began a very slow, teasing pumping.
"We're outside," she replied, feeling the cool grass on her bare legs, "Someone might see us."
"This is the country," he reminded her, "There's no one around for miles."
He got the pants past her knees, the rest was simple. She was still pumping him slowly, as he dragged her pants off and tossed them to the side. Now, only her skimpy panties were covering her lovely muff, and they would be off soon.
He laid her on her back, and pressed her to the ground with his body. She still had hold of his dick, and was now playing with the hot, sensitive head. She ran her fingertips over it, making it kick and jump, and then rubbed the tender spot underneath.
"Dan," she muttered, "This country air has really done something to you. Should I expect this kind of treatment for the next two months?"
"I don't think I can keep it up that long," he replied, "But I'll try."
He pulled her shirt up, exposing her lovely tits, and bent down and licked the pink nipples.
"Ahhh!" grunted Gina.
That always got a response from her, and he licked and slurped them some more. The nipples were fully erect now, and poked far up from her breasts. They were rock hard, and felt fantastic against his wet tongue.
As he licked them, they were pressed flat, but then sprang up at attention the minute his tongue passed over them. He closed his mouth on one rosy pebble and sucked.
"God, Dan, that's wonderful," groaned Gina, as she grabbed his head and pushed it down harder on her tit.
Her body was squirming under him now, as he pulled his pants down and then grabbed her cunt. It was as if he had stabbed her, just the way her body convulsed and moved under him, but he kept his fingers there, feeling her cunt throb.
Then he grabbed the waistband of her briefs and pulled them down, and this time she helped, lifting her ass and letting her panties slide down to her trim ankles. She kicked them off, and spread her legs as Dan moved between them.
He had shucked off his shirt and pants, and their two naked forms were lying on the thick grass, making love as they listened to the buzz of the dragon-flies. He had his dick pressed against the entrance of her cunt, and he nudged the padded head against the moist slit.
Gina was panting now, her head arched back, and her eyes half-closed, as she prepared for his dick to enter her. And with a slow plunge, it did just that. Her lips parted for the splendid pole, and it slid into her hot cunt sending ripples of pleasure as it did so. Her legs locked around his waist and she pulled him into place.
From her spot on the hill, Sandy sat atop her stallion, Hotspur, and watched the two lovers. She pressed the binoculars to her eyes, and took in every detail of their love-making. She paid particular attention to the fat, red tip of Dan's cock before it slid into Gina's cunt.
"Very good cock," she said to the horse.
She watched the two people rolling about on the grass, their bodies bucking and thrashing about as they fucked. Sandy looked at Gina's face now, and saw her pretty face covered with a mask of sublime lust.
Her entire body was shaking, bouncing with each of Dan's powerful thrusts, as he pounded his meat into Gina's willing hole. He did not miss a stroke, and just kept banging away at her as she squirmed around on the soft grass.
Sandy could not hear Gina's cries of lust, as she grunted and groaned to each delightful thrust. Her husband's pole was pumping into her twat at a terrific pace, and its soft head was smashing against her back wall.
Her cunt lips were acting like a suction pump, as Gina tensed her muscles, pulling Dan's cock deeper into her body. Her walls were getting wetter and wetter as they screwed, and Gina took in deep breaths of fresh air as he humped her.
She wanted to come desperately, and she wanted him to come as well. She loved it when he spilled his seed inside her, makipg her all hot and wet with his sperm. Soon, she would be there, and her head tossed from side to side, her soft hair bouncing wildly.
The woman on the horse felt her own pussy getting wet, as she imagined the man's dick inside her cunt instead of Gina's.
"He must be a good lay," said the woman, "judging by her actions. She's really going wild."
And the small woman was doing just that. Her entire body was trembling, and she was coming as Dan rammed it home, making her gasp with each stroke. Her cunt felt like it was simply a mass of jelly, with no form or shape, being sliced into by the invading dick as she grew wet.
Her hot love juice spilled over his dick and dripped out of her splayed cunt, falling onto the already moist grass.
Then, he came, and a fresh load of cream was deposited inside her love hole. He gritted his teeth as the spunk splashed into her hole, making her all sticky and slimy inside, as his dick banged against the side of her cunt as he came.
Sandy was rubbing her cunt through her heavy jeans, her entire body rocking in the saddle, as the horse stood firm, apparently watching the fucking people as well. She had her crotch jammed up against the horn of the saddle, forcing it against her clit, and rubbing back and forth. It felt very good, but she needed a dick inside her to be really satisfied.
She watched the man finally stop moving and drop on top of the petite woman, and her own hand stopped moving. Her nostrils were dilating as she breathed deeply, and her face was flushed with lust.
"Giddyup," she said to the horse, and she galloped away through the narrow path in the woods.
She grasped the horse with her legs, and felt his powerful body moving under hers. As she rode, she could feel every muscle ripple in his tremendously powerful body. He moved with incredible speed and agility, his wide hooves stamping over uncertain ground, and jumping over thick roots.
She sat on top of the magnificent beast as if she were part of it, and she thrilled to the smell of the leather, and the animal's pungent sweat as he moved. She could feel his large lungs moving under her, taking in air and exhaling it forcibly through its wide nostrils.
In a few minutes, they were galloping up to a large, modern ranch house. She rode through the wide gate and directly into the large barn, jumping off the horse and walking him into his stable. There were several other horses in the barn, but this was her favorite.
She stroked his wide flank, rubbing the sweat off onto her hand. She lifted her hand to her face and smelled the aroma. It made her feel as if she were a primitive, an animal just like the stallion, and this made her happy.
"Good boy," she muttered, as she stroked his smooth head, and watched the thick veins pulsing in his dark head.
Then, there was a noise behind her, and she turned to see a lean, dark man walking towards her.
"Ah, there you are, Able," she said, as she closed the door of the stall. "I want the horse wiped down and brushed. And make sure you take the bridle and harness off him."
"Wipe horse, take saddle," repeated the man slowly, as he walked towards the stall.
"You can do that later," she said as she grabbed his arm, "Right now, I have something else for you to do."
She touched her hand to his face and he broke into a wide grin, exposing a mouth that was missing a few teeth, and had been replaced by gold ones. He knew what she wanted, and in his dirty pants, his dick was already stirring, already growing to perform the task at hand.
They walked over to a big piles of hay that was in the barn, directly in front of the horse's stalls, and she lay down. He stood over her, and her unbuckled his dirty overalls, and pulled them off. He was not wearing any underwear, and his pecker jumped into view.
It was already partially erect, and the fat monster drooped against his leg. The size of his tool was immense, a full nine inches long, but the worst part of it was the head. The man's glans was overly large and swollen, and hung like a mushroom at the end of his cock. There was far too much padding for a normal cock, and the fully erect head must have been four inches in diameter.
Sandy was lying on the hay, watching the man strip off his clothes, and staring greedily at the huge dick. She was undoing her clothes as well, stripping off her thin blouse, and yanking off her boots. Then she pulled her jeans down, squirming and struggling to get them over her full hips.
In moments, she was lying there in just a pair of silk panties, waiting for the man to get on top of her. He walked over to her, and stood by her head, his immense dick sticking out over her head. The end of the dick seemed to be artificial, it was so big and red, and the entire pole was bobbing up and down as he looked at her body.
Sandy had shoulder length, dirt-blonde hair, and a baby-doll face. It was like the mixture of an angel and an imp, with a full mouth that always seemed to be smiling at the corners.
Her body, to put it simply, was stunning. With full breasts, a thin waist, good hips and legs, she had been a beauty contest winner six times now. Her body was one that men dreamed of finding in their beds, and now it was lying provocatively on the hay in front of this man.
"You suck," he muttered to her, as he wagged his dick at her.
"Oh," she purred, "Able wants his big, fat, disgusting dick sucked a little, does he?" she said as she sat up.
Her shapely legs curled under her as she reached up and took the prong in her hand. The man's entire body shook when she touched him, and his prick pulled from her hands. She grabbed hold of it again, this time holding it firmly between both hands and pulled it down level with her mouth.
She parted her perfect lips and licked her pink tongue around. them, all of the time watching the expression on the man's face. His eyes were wide, and his face immobile, as he watched and waited.
Her lips ovaled now, and they quivered slightly, all wet and glistening from her tongue. She moved her mouth toward the bulbous head, and the cock jerked around in her hands. She got to within a half an inch, and then her tongue lashed out like a snake's and touched the tip of his fat spear.
"Ungh!" he grunted, and his eyes rolled back into his head for a minute.
She smiled, and then began to lick the fat, deformed head. Her soft tongue slid over the heated cock head, licking and slurping along the smooth surface. The man was literally trembling with lust as he stood there and let her lick his tool.
She was loving every second of his torture, and her pink spear poked and lapped at the fat head, making the dick shake in her grip. Finally, she pressed her lips against the glans, and fit as much of it as she could into her mouth.
The entire head would not fit past her lips, and she simply sucked the tip of it, stabbing her tongue into the slit, and tasting the flavor of pre-come as it leaked out of Abie's tool. He was wild with lust by now, as he felt her mouth sucking at his dick, and watched the full lips wrapped around his deep, red dick head.
The pretty blonde was looking up at him with her big, blue eyes, almost looking as if she were about to cry, if she was forced to suck any more of the big, bad, man's cock. But her tongue was telling a different story, as it kept lashing the swollen dick, making it hotter with each passing second.
Finally, she pulled her mouth off him and lay back on the hay, her knees up in the air, and her legs apart.
"Now you fuck," she said sternly.
"Fuck," repeated the man and smiled happily. "Fuck!"
He dropped to his knees on the hay, between her legs and looked down at her moist pussy. Her cunt lips were slightly spread and he could see the wetness that was already there. He pressed a finger into her slit, and Sandy thrashed about in the hay, wild with desire.
"Ready," he said, as he touched the finger to his lips and licked off her juices.
Then he grabbed her legs in his strong arms and lifted them into the air, doubling the blonde over, and pressed his dick into her cunt.
The monster head just stuck there for a second, and it seemed impossible that the narrow slit would be able to take the wide head, but Able just kept pushing, and the head of the dick squeezed together slightly, as Sandy's cunt widened and with a quick stab, the head was inside her.
This was when Sandy really began to go wild, and she bucked and squirmed as the tip of the dick forced its way painfully up all the way inside her channel.
"Missus like," grinned the man, as he held her legs steady and just kept forcing forward, ramming his monster tool into the struggling blonde's twat.
"Oh, yes!" she kept wailing, "Drive it in, stretch my cunt with that deformed pecker of yours! Drive it home!"
And then it was finally in her and the fucking really began. Able gripped her legs in his arms, just above her knees, and held her ass slightly in the air, allowing his dick a better angle, and also preventing Sandy from wriggling away from him.
He started to pound his meat into her now, slipping the fat monster in and out of her steaming cunt. Sandy was literally oozing cunt juice all over the place. She hadn't come yet, but she was as wet as if she had.
It was a good thing she was, for the bulbous head would not have fit any other way. As it was, he knew the feeling that Sandy liked. She loved to feel her cunt walls stretched to their limits, and this cock did that.
And she also delighted in its length, for with every stroke, it banged against her back wall, making her body quake with pleasure. She was writhing about on the hay like an animal now, and all about her, the stallions smelled the odor of female heat, and were snorting and stamping.
"Horses like," smiled Able, as he looked about and listened to Sandy's wild moans. "Missus like," he added.
The blonde was convulsing on the hay, as he fucked her harder and faster with his cock. The thick meat pole was jamming in and out of her cunt with increased ferocity, and this, in turn, was increasing Sandy's lust.
As she lay there, getting shafted by the caretaker, she listened to the calls of the horses. They seemed to be spurring her on, demanding more and more lust from her, as she squirmed in the hay.
She felt as if they were an audience that was judging her performance, and as she lay there, she began to smell their musky odor, just as they were smelling hers. She wondered how many of their phallus' were moving out of their hairy sheaths as they watched her getting fucked.
And as she wondered, and was rammed again and again by Abie's thick cock, she came. Her body froze, and the walls of her cunt spasmed and dripped onto the mercilessly fucking rod. It spilled Sandy's love juice all over it, but it did not slow its movements.
Her body finally went limp, as the climax ended, and Able kept fucking her limp form.
"Able come soon," he grinned, "Missus get spunk."
He was really slamming his prick into her now, making his groin slap loudly against her cunt, as she felt his balls slapping against her ass. Then he came, and shot his sticky wad into her cunt.
"OH, GOD!" she screamed, as she felt the searing sperm burn her tender inner passage.
The scum was flying into her in heavy, wet loads, filling her up totally, and then leaking out of her and running onto the ground.
It was only after the last glob of jism had dripped inside Sandy's cunt, that Able released her legs and pulled his dick from her sore cunt. He shook the few blobs of scum off in the hay and then began pulling his clothes on.
Sandy just lay there for a short while, her cunt spasming, as scum dripped out of it. She pulled up her panties from the floor, and wiped up all of the excess semen, making sure her cunt was dry, and pulled on her pants. Then she put on her shirt, and as she did so, she heard a car pulling up outside.
A horn began to honk, and then she heard a familiar voice.
"Sandy," said a female voice, "Sandy. Anybody home?"
The blonde tucked her shirt in, quickly combed any pieces of straw out of her hair, and walked out of the barn, a wide smile on her face.
"Gina!" she hollered, as she threw open her arms and gabbed her younger sister in a tight bear hug. "It's so good to see you."
"I can't believe I'm here," said Gina, "Seeing you again after all these years."
"How long has it been now?" asked Sandy, as she looked at her sister.
"Ten years now," said Gina, "Ten long years. And I've missed you so much. You've certainly changed a lot."
"Well you haven't," teased Sandy, "You never even got any taller. God, you're going to look like a teenager until you die."
Both of them laughed.
"And this," said Gina, grabbing Dan's arm, "Is my husband, Dan." she said proudly.
"Hi, Dan," replied Sandy, grabbing the man and kissing him gently, "I feel as if I already met you," she said, and her mind flashed back to when she had been watching them fucking next to the lake.
"I can't wait for us to become better friends," she smiled.
CHAPTER TWO
"So show us around," said Gina, as she took Dan's arm and Sandy's in her own.
"My pleasure," said the blonde, as she walked them towards the barn. "This is the barn, and stable as well," she told them.
"You have horses?" asked Gina.
"Several," replied her sister, "I love horseback riding."
They all walked into the barn, and over to the large stallion in the center stall.
"This is Hotspur," said Sandy, "He's my baby, aren't you, sweetie?" she said, as she nuzzled against his face.
The horse licked her mouth with its wide tongue, and she didn't even flinch.
"He is a magnificent beast," she said proudly, "His papers go back to the fifteenth century. He's a real pure-blood, and fast and smart as a whip."
"He looks powerful," said Dan, observing the strong legs.
"You better believe it," commented Sandy. "Did you know that the horse is the strongest mammal on earth, per pound, in reference to work capacity. That's why they measure car engines by horse power."
"I didn't know that," remarked Sandy.
"And as far as speed," smiled Sandy, "It's the fastest animal on earth."
"What about a cheetah?" asked Dan.
Gina poked him in the ribs, "Always trying to be difficult."
"In a sprint it might be faster," said the blonde, unperturbed, "but in any sort of lengthy race, a horse will leave it standing still. There is no animal with a greater endurance."
"But they're not really all that smart, are they?" asked Dan.
"You think not?" asked Sandy. She unlocked the stall.
"Come here, Hotspur," she said.
The magnificent animal trotted out, its legs moving in perfect unison, and over to her side.
"Up," she directed, without any hand motions.
The horse reared up on its hind legs, its wide front hooves flailing.
"Down," she said, and the horse stopped.
"Kiss," she directed next, and the stallion licked her face affectionately.
"And as far as dogs," said the blonde, "A horse is not only smarter, but a better defender as well. Wild stallions have been known to kill attacking cougars and fight off bears as well."
"I'm impressed," said Gina.
"I want to return as a horse," teased Dan.
Just then, Able walked out of the shadows.
"Don't be alarmed," said Sandy. "Able, come over here."
The thin man walked over, smiling warmly at the married couple.
"Gina, Dan, this is Able," said Sandy.
"Hello," smiled the man, and shook their hands.
"He's the handyman around here," explained the blonde, "The place requires a lot of looking after. He can't talk much English, he's from Poland, but he gets everything, and doesn't cause me many problems."
"Just how big is the place?" asked Dan, as they left the barn.
"Almost too big," replied the blonde. "Come on, let's go over to the house."
They walked over to the sprawling ranch house, and walked inside. The moment they did so, a large, beautiful Irish Setter rushed out and jumped up on Sandy. She patted his head.
"Hoover," exclaimed Gina in surprise. "But wait, that can't be. We had Hoover when we were little girls. He must be dead by now."
"He is," said Sandy, as she pushed the dog down. "He died a little after I moved out with him. This is Red, I call him Big Red, and he does look just like Hoover. He's friendly like him too. Say hello Red."
The dog sat down and barked several times, almost as if he were talking to them.
"He's beautiful," smiled Gina. "My, you certainly have a lot of animals."
"Is there a cow in the bed room?" asked Dan.
"Cows aren't my speed," scowled Sandy.
"Shit, and I was looking forward to some fresh milk," said Dan.
"Don't worry, you'll get it," smiled Sandy, "The farm down the road has cows and I'll get some fresh milk for you. Anything for a guest."
Suddenly, a young, pretty girl walked into the room. She had big eyes, and a tender, soft looking face. She was dressed in a pair of jeans and had on a T-shirt. Her hair was long and brown, and cascaded over her shoulders.
"Your daughter?" asked Gina.
"God, no," laughed Sandy. "This is Anna. She lives a couple of miles down the road. She comes here every other day and cleans up for me. She's a good cook, too."
"Well, hello," smiled Gina, "You're a pretty little girl, Anna. How old are you?"
"Don't be upset about it," replied her sister, "She was born that way, and she's used to it. It doesn't bother her at all, does it Anna?"
The girl shook her head.
"You're only fifteen?" said Dan warmly, "You look much older than that, Anna. I thought you were seventeen or so."
The girl's face beamed and she felt very good. She liked the idea of being older, and was in a rush to grow up.
"Did you set the table, Anna?" asked Sandy.
The teenager shook her head yes. "Then let's go eat," smiled the blonde, pulling both of them into the kitchen.
The table was set simply, and there were all sorts of goodies on the table.
"There's homemade cornbread, fresh butter, strawberry preserves, a loaf of home-made white bread, and some fresh apple cider," informed Sandy. "What more could a person want?"
"Are the plates home-made as well?" asked Dan as he sat down.
"I can see this one is going to be a barrel of laughs during the summer," said Sandy to Gina.
"Don't worry," replied her sister, "After awhile, you grow numb to his wisecracks."
They all laughed and ate heartily.
After they were done, Sandy showed them the rest of the house, and to their room. Then, left them alone, to unpack and freshen up. The room they were in was big and airy and faced the barn and the rolling hills, so that they had a beautiful view.
"Your sister's really nice," commented Dan, as he unpacked.
"Even to a wise-ass like you," replied Gina. "I just don't know how people put up with you. I don't know how I put up with you."
"And to think," said Dan, "All these years I thought I was putting up with you."
She threw a shoe at him.
"Now isn't it wonderful here," she asked, "Are you ready to admit it?"
"Yes, yes," replied her husband, "I admit it, but I'm just wondering if I can put up with so much grass and fresh air. It might be hazardous to your health."
"The only thing hazardous to anyone's health around here is your humor," remarked Gina stingingly.
As they talked and unpacked, Sandy watched them through the hidden peephole in the room. Her room was right next to theirs, and there was a small hole that allowed her to watch their every move.
Nothing interesting seemed to be going on, however, and she dropped back on her bed, and wondered what Dan's dick would feel like inside her. As she lay there, Red, the big Irish Setter, climbed on the bed and lay next to her.
He rested his head on her jutting bosom and looked at her face. "And just what do you want?" asked the blonde.
The dog instantly stood up and began wagging its tail, and climbed forward, placing its lower body over Sandy's face.
"So, you're horny, are you?" asked the blonde.
She reached up and touched his prick, feeling the hairy balls with one hand, while the other "fondled the hidden dick. It was still inside the protective sheath, and she had to tickle the animal's nuts before it began to show itself.
At first, it was just a red speak at the end of the sheath, but as she kept her hand pumping back and forth, the slick cock began to grow, showing more and more of itself to her as she lay under the dog.
"That's a boy," she murmured as she stroked the dog meat, "Get that cock out."
The dog was pawing at the bed down, shifting its weight about as the lovely woman aroused it. Her hands were still fondling the fuzzy nuts, but her attention was on the enlongating prick.
No matter how many times she saw the red cock, she still marveled at it. It was such a bright red, and it was so long and thin, and looked so little like a human cock. Then there was the fat bulge at the tip. Nothing like a human prick head. The most startling thing about it was the temperature.
The dog's cock was much hotter than a human's, and when it was in Sandy's pussy, it felt as if her twat would explode into flames any minute. She held it firmly in her hand and felt the heat radiating from it.
"You certainly have a hot cock," she told Red.
As she gripped the stiff dick, the dog began humping its hips forward, stabbing into space.
"So, you want to fuck already, huh," she smiled.
She stopped touching the balls, and unzipped her pants, struggling out of them and her panties with one hand, while the other kept pumping the dog meat. When her lower body was stripped, she spread her legs and let go of the cock.
"Eat me," she ordered, and the dog responded, jumped around and planting its nose against her twat.
Sandy gasped at the first contact of the cold, wet nose on the hot slit, but then she got used to it, and the canine began to apply its tongue to her snatch. The tongue was wide, and flat, and raspy, and it pulled along her sensitive cunt lips maddeningly.
"Ohhhh," Sandy moaned, as she gritted her teeth in a mixture of pleasure and pain.
The tongue was very rough, but it felt wonderful as it splayed her lips and drove deeper inside her.
She reached under the lapping dog and took hold of its pecker again, to feel that the glistening rod was even hotter, and all wet. The lubrication came from the sheath, and made the pecker all ready to go to work.
It was not like human beings, where the hole had to get wet. The dick was the organ that became wet, the instant it was shoved from the sheath.
Sandy pumped the dog's tool slowly as she enjoyed her cunt lapping. No human being could do it as well as the animal could, for its tongue was so wide and mobile. It could cover her entire cunt with one stroke, and the licking flesh fit into all of her nooks and crannies, making her body tremble.
As the dog licked her, it made her cunt get open wider. Soon, the outer lips had been pushed aside and the hot tongue was lashing at the tender inner lips. This was really making the blonde crazy, for the licking seemed to be pulled her walls apart.
As she got hotter, and her cunt began to grow most, the dog's licking became more furious, for it smelled the aroma of her love juices. And so the two went on in a lusting cycle, the dog's licking making Sandy's cunt hotter, thus making her juices flow more readily, and in turn, making the dog lick her more wildly.
"Oh! Uh! Yes!" grunted the blonde, as she tossed about on the bed, her mind filled with lust and her cunt burning from the wet licking of her four-legged lover.
Her hand was no longer stroking the dog mildly as before. Now her fist was flying up and down his hot shaft, and the dog was ramming its hips back and forth, as if it were already in her cunt. The dog and woman were in sixty-nine position, with the dog's dick dangling over Sandy's gasping mouth.
As the lusting blonde looked up and saw the dripping organ, she could not resist putting her lips around it and letting it slid into her mouth.
At the first contact of the woman's warm, wet lips to the tool, the Irish Setter went wild, and began fucking her mouth viciously. Sandy loved it, and felt her cunt growing hotter and hotter, as the dog sent his tongue deeper into her open pussy.
The tongue was far inside her cunt now, slurping at the walls that no human tongue could reach. It was delving into the hot passage and giving her body wild spasms as she let the dick fuck her in the mouth. But her tongue was not being motionless, and she was lapping at the thrusting prong, as her lips wrapped tightly about it, forming a small, pink oval, which slithered over the slimy tool.
She was sucking on it as hard as she could, and felt the cock driving deeper and deeper into her mouth, until it was smashing away against her tonsils. She started to gag, but she wanted that dick inside her throat, and she just kept shoving her face forward on the stiff tool.
Eventually, she had all of it in her mouth, and the dog's dick was smashing in and out of her throat. Both of them were jumping about now. Sandy's hips were flying all over the bed, as she was hardly able to endure the delicious and frenzied licking of the dog, while the Irish Setter's hips were flying up and down, forcing its dick into the lovely woman's willing mouth.
It was a strange series of sounds they made as they sucked each other. The dog was making low whining noises as it buried it nose in her cunt and Sandy was making muffled choking sounds, as the dick occasionally drove itself unusually deep into her throat.
Then, the dog came, and canine spunk began to splash into Sandy's sucking mouth. She did not hesitate for a moment, and began drinking down all of the salty, pungent spunk. It sprayed down her throat with much more force than human sperm, and seemed much hotter.
It was almost like drinking warm salt-water, only much thicker. She could feel it clinging to the side of her throat as she swallowed, and felt the slimy tool sliding along her velvet passage, spraying wad after wad of dog spunk down her throat.
Eventually, it was over, and the dog pulled out, leaving the blonde with her mouth wide open, gasping for breath. She was wiping her tongue around inside her mouth, feeling the slimy layer of jism that covered her inner mouth, and pulling at the thick globs that clung to her teeth and palate.
She felt a clotted string of semen hanging from her chin to her neck, but she did not move. She jusy lay there and let the dog keep eating her. She was so close to orgasm now, and she needed to come desperately.
And the dog obliged her, as it sensed her urgency and licked at her twat even more quickly.
His great tongue was sloshing all over her twat now, lapping at it as fast as it could, making Sandy's body jump and convulse on the bed, as she drew nearer and nearer to her orgasm.
The red dog tool that she had been so greedily sucking on was growing limp now, as the last few drops of canine jism dribbled from the end and fell on her contorted face. She did not even notice the globs of semen falling on her face, as she ground her cunt into the dogs tongue.
The nose of the Irish Setter was rammed up against her asshole now, and the cold, wet tip was making the puckered opening contract and dilate as it touched it. The slight anal stimulation caused Sandy even greater thrills, as she lay there and let the dog eat her out.
"Yes, yes, Red," she moaned as she writhed, "Keep licking that cunt, keep that great tongue of yours stroking my juicy pussy lips!"
And the dog obeyed its hot master and the tongue lashed and whipped at the excited twat. Soon the strokes had gotten longer and harsher and the rouch suface was running not only over her cunt, but her ass as well, poking around the rectum, making it spasm in delight.
Sandy did not think she could take much more of the dog's concentrated licking, and she feared that if she did not come soon, she would go mad. But the dog paid no attention to her squirming form, it was enjoying the taste and smell of her pussy too much, and its tongue was trying to get every drop of her-hot cunt dew.
Then she came, and her entire body froze as if suddenly turned to stone. Not a muscle moved, only the dog's tongue was still in motion, as it raked across her clitoris, driving it to even greater orgasm as he licked her.
Her cunt seemed to be an endless well that the tongue was dipping into and lapping at wildly. As her walls spasmed and twitched, the tongue was running over them, soaking up like a blotter all the juices that it was spitting out.
"OH! Keep licked, God, keep licking!" she screamed as she came.
The big, red dog stayed over her, licking and slurping until she was lying calmly on the bed, her heart racing, and her spasming cunt walls licked dry by her four-legged lover. The dog sniffed around a bit more, gave a few short licks, and then climbed off her, and curled up in the floor.
It's balls were soft and empty now, having dropped its scum into the exhausted woman's face. Sandy lay on the big bed, her ample bosoms heaving as she tried to recover from her orgasm in time for dinner.
At six, the supper bell rang, and Dan and Gina, refreshed from their short naps, rushed into the big, warm, kitchen. They found the table set, and a veritable feast awaiting them. Sandy was already there, though she was still sort of tired from her dog-sucking session, but she was glad to wash the strong taste of scum out of her mouth with some apple cider and chicken.
"You know," remarked Dan, "! can't remember when I slept better. Maybe there is something to this nature stuff after all."
"There certainly is," smiled Sandy, as she placed her hand on his, "And after you've been here awhile, and realize all of the things offered you here, you sleep even better."
She gave him a devilish smile, but he did not notice it, as his eyes were sneaking a glance at her firm mounds.
Dan found it hard to believe that Gina, his wife, and Sandy were sisters. The two women looked so much different. Gina was small, thin, and relatively dark-haired, while Sandy was tall, robust, big breasted and a blonde.
Even their dispositions were different. While Gina could be loud and zany on occasion, she was basically quiet and reserved, even a little shy. Sandy on the other hand, never seemed to be at a lack of words, and was something of a flirt.
Dan deduced this by the way he caught her looking at him every once and awhile. He could see that she was sneaking a look at his ass, or sometimes even staring at his crotch in the most perverted manner, as if she wanted to tear his pants off and see how his dick looked.
"Tomorrow," announced the blonde, "We go horseback riding. I don't want to hear anything about it."
"Wait a minute," protested Dan, as he stuffed another biscuit in his mouth. "I don't know how to ride, and I'm afraid of horses anyway. I'm not going riding."
"Don't be such a spoil-sport," said Gina, "You'll learn to ride a horse. I'm sure Sandy has a mild-tempered mare for you, don't you?"
"As a matter-of-fact," said Sandy, "I don't. All of my horses are stallions, and all pretty lively. Some of them are even studs, only I ride them."
"Studs, what's that?" asked Gina.
"A stud is a male horse that fucks all the female horses so that they have strong offspring," said Sandy bluntly.
Gina was shocked at her sister's strong words.
"He's a stud because he has a perfect body, a wild temper and is fertile," she added.
As she said these things, she kept looking over at Dan, and glancing down at his crotch.
"Most important of all," she said, "Is that he is always ready to fuck. He's got a cock that never quites, and he keeps slipping it to the fillies over and over again."
As she said this last part, she looked directly at Dan's eyes, and the man felt that she were talking directly to :hihhn, as if she were asking him if he were a stud.
"Sandy," muttered Gina, feeling a bit uncomfortable about her language.
"Sorry," smiled her sister, "but here in the country, we're used to fucking and screwing, we see it all the time among the animals. So we take it lightly. We aren't embarrassed about it like you are.
"It is not uncommon to see a well hung male slipping to some female, poking in and out of her as she squirms and bucks under each of his thrusts. As she talked, Dan felt his dick getting hard. He did not exactly know why, and he tried to stop it, but the more she talked, the hotter he got. She just kept going on about the female getting fucked, getting rammed by a big, hard dick, and she kept looking at his groin, as if wanting to see how big he was.
He began to fantasize the scene she was painting, only instead of a wild stallion, the stud was himself, and the female horse turned into Sandy, squatting on all fours, like an animal, with his dick drilled into her cunt from behind, as he bounced on top of her, fucking her senseless.
It was a very pleasing thought, for she was very beautiful, and her clothing seemed to hide a fantastic body. He wouldn't mind stripping her and getting at her swollen knockers or bulging pussy.
"So I guess that settles that," said Sandy, "Of course, since you are not going riding, you will have to do something around the farm. Everyone pitches in, you know. I think the best thing for you to do would be to groom the horses. That way, you will get over your fear of them, and they will learn to accept you as well."
"I don't know how to do that," he protested.
"Able will show you," replied Sandy.
"And that's settled," snapped Gina, as the two sisters smiled broadly.
The next morning, a rooster woke them. It was barely dawn, and Dan and Gina rolled over and went back to sleep, for another few hours. They were awakened by the wonderful smell of fresh ground coffee and bacon frying.
"Let's eat," whispered Dan, as he reached over and grabbed Gina's pussy.
"My, you are frisky these days," replied his wife, "I don't know if I'm going to be able to satisfy you. I'll have to keep you in the stable with all the other studs."
"But then you'll have to share me," he laughed, as he began to rub her cunt lips.
"Oh, Dan, not now," she muttered, as she felt her cunt growing hot by his persistent rubbing.
"Why not?" he whispered, as he pushed her down and slid under the covers.
Gina dug her fingers into Dan's wavy hair, weakly trying to stop his head from sliding down her body, but at the same time, pushing him down as well. She felt his lips kissing her chest, then her stomach, and finally her pubis.
Her kinky hairs felt silky as Dan kissed them, and his powerful arms, were spreading her legs, as she resisted him slightly. It only laster for a moment, and then the smooth limbs parted, and Dan positioned himself between them.
It was dark and gloomy under the covers, and Dan looked down at her dark patch, the lack of light making it even blacker looking than it already was. His fingers had never stopped stroking her cunt lips, and now they were parting the outer ones, and revealing the tender inner lips.
"Ohhh, Dan," muttered Gina, as she felt his soft hair, and his head moving into place over her cunt.
She was eagerly expecting the touch of his mouth on her cunt now, and her body was tense.
Dan decided to tease her a bit, so instead of moving down and licking, he parted her lips and began to blow hot air into her channel. Gina twitched, and jumped slightly on the bed as she felt his hot, moist breath flooding her cunt.
"Ahhhh," she sighed, and she spread her legs even further apart, allowing him full entrance to her cunt.
This was exactly what he wanted, and he parted her lips even more, sticking his thumbs in slightly and pulling her cunt open, then putting his lips almost to her vagina, and blowing again.
Again the hot air rushed into her, making her cunt swell like a balloon, and making her passion swell as well. She was rubbing his hair wildly now, waiting anxiously for the touch of his warm lips.
Suddenly, they were on her cunt, locked in a wide circle about her hoi, his soft lips ppressing and sliding against her wet lips. She could feel him beginning to suck, and her cunt juices began to flow.
The dew began-oozing from her cunt walls, deep inside her passage, but slowly and deliciously, they were pulled forward by his sucking, until they began leaking into his mouth, flooding over his dry tongue and making it all wet.
Only when he felt his wife's cunt juices in his mouth, did he begin to lick.
"ARGH!" screamed Gina, and feeling suddenly embarrassed by her loud out burst, clamped her lips together.
Dan smiled to himself, and touched the fleshy spear to her inner cunt again, producing the same passionate shudder, but not the loud scream. His tongue then began to lap at her walls, sliding up and down the slippery flesh, rubbing the taste buds of his spear along her vulva and thrilling to the taste of her cunt.
Gina could hardly contain herself, there was nothing she liked better than a good cunt licking, and Dan's was really giving it to her. Her cunt was really spread wide open, so his tongue was deep inside her twat, getting at the sensitive places along the way.
Again and again, the tongue lashed at her cunt, making her body writhe and jerk in pleasure. She had to make sure she kept her mouth closed, so that she would not make any loud noises, and she silently suffered through her lust.
Dan's tongue was like a machine, as it dipped in and out of her slot, making her wilder and wilder with each stroke. He was lapping up all the cunt juices she was leaking, and there seemed to be no end to them.
His own dick was hot and hard now, and he was planning on substituting his dick for his tongue any minute now, when there was a knock on the door.
Dan's head shot up, throwing the covers off both of them, and Gina's eyes jumped open.
"Come on, wake up, you two," cried Sandy from the other side of the door. "You can't sleep all day. It's nine o'clock already, and breakfast is on the table."
Gina gave a disgusted look at Dan.
"Well," he smiled, "so much for breakfast in bed."
The two restrained their passions and hurriedly got dressed.
"Let's continue this later," smiled Gina, "After horseback riding."
"After that," he answered, "We'll have to do it standing up."
When they came to the table, Anna, the attractive teenage mute, was putting out fresh biscuits and pouring big mugs full of steaming coffe.
"Oh, it smells delicious," observed Gina, "Aren't you having any?"
Sandy's plate was empty, and she only had a glass of water at her place.
"No," she said slowly, "I'm afraid I'm not feeling well today. I've got a splitting headache. I'm afraid that I'm not going to go riding with you, Gina."
"Then I won't go either," said the perky woman.
"Oh yes you will," insisted her sister, "I don't want your good time ruined because of me. I know you know how to ride, so you take a horse and go. It would be foolish to stay her."
"But I'll be all by myself," said the woman.
"Consider yourself lucky," smiled Sandy with a wince, "You'll be able to get away from your wise-ass husband for awhile."
"Pardon me!" exclaimed Dan, as if he were hurt.
"Dan, are you sure you won't come with me?" asked Gina.
"No way," he smiled, as Anna filled his mug again, "I'm going to sit here and eat all day."
"After you groom the stallions of course," reminded Sandy.
"Of course," he replied.
Dan grabbed a few of the soft biscuits, gulped down another strip of bacon and a gulp of coffee and then stood up, heading for the door.
"In fact," he said, "I going right now."
"And I am going to be," informed Sandy as she rose.
Gina followed Dan into the stable, where Able already had a horse saddled and waiting for her.
"Mr. Roberts," said Able, telling the small, pretty woman the name of the horse. "Very nice, good horse."
Gina got a boost up into the saddle by the handyman and then dug her heels into the horse's flanks.
"Giddyup," she directed, and the stallion pranced out of the barn.
"Have a good time," called her husband.
"I will," she smiled, "I'll see you later, and we can finish our little 'discussion' that we started before breakfast.
Gina threw the horse into a gallop then, and rode swiftly out of the yard and into the open woods. She went where there were clearings, and the horse seemed to know the way, so she sort of let it direct her, while still keeping control of it.
It had been years since she rode last, and she had forgotten just how good it felt. It was delightful to feel the huge body of the animal underneath her, every powerful muscle at her command.
No wonder Sandy loved this life, she thought as she rode, her ass slapping the saddle lightly as she rode. The smell of the horse was soon in her nostrils, and she thrilled to it. Her cunt was still hot from Dan's tonguing, and as she rode, she found that the movement of her body against the saddle was causing her to become stimulated again.
The very act of riding was stimulating, as the animal snorted and raced, as if it were in the midst of its own lust, Her legs locked tightly about the animal's mid-section, holding on as if the horse were her lover, and they rode over the flat fields.
With each buck and jump, her cunt sent a shiver through her body, making her twat hotter and hotter. Soon she felt herself completely turned on again and she made sure her cunt smashed against the horn of the saddle as she rode in ecstasy.
Meanwhile, her husband was getting a much different impression of the sleek, powerful stallions.
"Phew, they sure smell, don't they?" he said to Able.
The European man looked at him and gave him a toothy smile. "Smell," he grinned. "Yes, smell, shit."
He grabbed his shovel and scooped up another load of horse shit and plopped it into the wheelbarrow.
Dan had a heavy brush on each hand now, held in place by a tight strap, and he was stroking the front leg of the horse. He had never realized before just how big a horse was, but now that he was standing next to it, he could understand why he was afraid of them.
The shoulder of the beast was even with his head, and the head of the horse itself, resting on the thick neck, towered above him, making him feel as if the horse were the just ruler of the planet and not man.
He dragged the brushes down over the animal, and watched the numerous muscles ripple under the tight flesh as he did so.
"No, no," muttered Able suddenly, as he laid down his shovel and walked over to Dan. "No, no. No good. Like this, like this."
He took one of Dan's hands and rubbed it along the horse's skin. He applied a great deal of pressure, and the horse seemed to love it, and he used a swirling motion, instead of a downward stroke to groom the animal.
"Now, good," smiled the man, and he went back to shoveling shit.
"How long have you been here?" asked Dan, as he rubbed in partial circles on the animal.
Able smiled at him.
"How long ... you here?" asked Dan again, pointing at the floor. "Job, here ... how long?" Able smiled.
"That long, eh," replied Dan, "I never would have guessed it. You like it here?" he tried again.
"Like," said the man amiably, "Like very much. Good. Good. Love horses."
"I guess you'd have to just pick up after them," snorted Dan as another load of shit was dropped in the wheelbarrow. "How do you like Miss Sandy?"
The man really smiled when he mentioned the woman's name. Everyone of his gold teeth showed, and the corners of his mouth threatened to touch his ears.
"Like," he grinned, "Missus very nice. Good...."
He cupped his hands and held them in front of him, as if he had tits.
"And I thought you were dumb," smiled Dan.
"She and Able do good," he added, as he started to slam his fist into his other hand. "Are you finished yet?" asked a voice suddenly. It was Sandy.
"Yes, now, Missus," answered the man, as he scooped up the last horse shit and began wheeling the shit outside.
"Make sure you spread it in the garden nice and even," informed Sandy, "Use a rake to make sure it's done right. Understand?"
He nodded, and threw one more look at Dan, and then left.
"How do you put up with him?" asked Dan, as he rubbed the brush down on the horse.
"He's a very good handyman," replied Sandy, as she walked towards him, "very loyal, and dedicated, and useful in a number of ways. I wouldn't trade him for three men."
"Say, you must be feeling better," observed Dan.
"Yes, I am," replied the blonde, "I think it was simply lack of eating. I've been very busy the last few days, making sure everything was just right for your visit, and I guess I was neglecting myself, so I forced myself to eat a full breakfast, and here I am."
"It's a shame to neglect a woman like you," replied Dan, as he shot a quick glance at the jeans stretched tightly over her hips.
Sandy smiled, "Thank you. By the way, you're doing that wrong."
She walked over and took his hand in hers and began rubbing the horse in a circle once again.
"They like it like this," she informed him, as she squeezed his hand, "It follows the way their hair naturally grows."
As she moved his hand, she stroked down more and more on the animal's body, until they were on his flank.
"Hotspur loves it right here," she told Dan, "but then again, I guess we all love it a certain way, don't you think so, Dan?"
She looked into his eyes, and their faces were just inches aprt. As she stood there next to him, Dan could feel his dick swelling again. Her perfume and the odor of the horse mixed together in his mind, and as he stroked the horse's thigh, he imagined that he was stroking her thigh, and that she, and not the horse, was twitching to his touch.
"How do you like it?" she asked in a purr, "Straight on top, a blow-job, or in the ass?"
He was struck dumb by her frank question.
"No, no," she hesitated, "I don't think you like it any of those ways. I think you like to do it like a primitive, like an animal. You prabably drag a woman down on all fours, and fuck her from behind, like a horse. Isn't that what you do, Dan? Aren't you hung like a horse as well?"
Her free hand felt his crotch, and landed right on his already erect organ.
"Damn," he muttered, as he thought of Gina, and grabbed her sister by the waist.
His hands wrapped around her, and he pulled her to him and they were kissing. She was hot, steaming, he could tell by the way she kissed and the fact that her hands were flying all over his body, touching his ass, stroking his back, but most of all, pulling on his rock hard meat.
Dan grabbed the front of her shirt, and squeezed her magnificent chest. Her boobs just sat there for him allowing themselves to be grabbed and fondled. Then he decided that he wanted her, then and now, and he pulled the front of her shirt open.
The cotton shirt was closed by snaps, so it was a simple matter to yank them open and expose her chest to him. Her milky white skin contrasted with the dark bra, and underneath the slimsy material, he could see her perfect globes sitting there and waiting.
CHAPTER THREE
"Don't, please," muttered Sandy, as Dan tried to remove her bra, "Think of Gina. She is my sister, we can't."
All the time, the blonde's hips pressed against Dan's crotch, and she stroked on his dick. He ignored her pleas and pulled her bra up and off her firm tits, thrilling to the sight of the naked boobs, with their dark, erect nipples.
He tugged the shirt completely off her squirming body, as the cock pumping brought renewed urgency to his needs, and her bra swiftly followed. Now the blond was naked from the waist up, and her chest was pressed against his.
Her pants were next to go. He reached in front and pulled the snap open, ran the zipper down and tugged them off her shapely legs. All the while, Sandy was shivering and struggling as if trying to get free.
"No, no," she kept muttering, but the persistent stroking of her hand on his prick told him other wise.
He was able to grab her firm ass cheeks now, and squeeze them, impeded only by the flimsy material of her panties. Her cheeks ere soft and pliant, and he dug his fingers into both of them as he drew her against hir hard member.
"Take it out," he ordered her.
"Take what out?" she managed to gasp through her lust.
"My dick," he groaned, "Take my dick out, damn it!"
She smiled, and put both hands on his tool and delighted to the way he squirmed around. She slowly yanked down the zipper, and then reached inside, fishing around in his pants.
"Hurry up," he moaned, "Get it out."
She dipped into the crotch of his underwear and drew the long, throbbing tool out and looked at it appreciatively. It was even bigger than it had seemed with the binoculars, and she loved the thickness of it as it sat in her hand pulsing.
"How nice," she sighed, and stroked the monster tool teasingly.
"Oh, God," he grunted, and clenched his teeth as he felt her velvet touch.
"My, my," she giggled, "You've sure got a big one, Dan. Hoe does poor little Gina get it all in her. You must tear her apart."
"Just about," he grunted, as she kept fondling and stroking him.
"Well," she smiled, "You'll find that my cunt is a lot wider than hers, I'm sure. I've had the biggest dicks you can imagine shoved up inside me."
Her words further thrilled him, because it was apparent that she was a well-shafted woman. He grabbed her shoulders and shoved her down onto the ground. She immediatley sank to all fours, and he dropped to his knees behind her.
He grabbed her panties and pulled them down, revealing her smooth, pale ass. He stuck his hand down, underneath her, and between her legs. He felt her hairy slot, and she jumped with anticipation.
As she crouched there, she struggled completely out of her panties and spread her legs wide apart, so that Dan had a good shot at her cunt. They were kneeling in the hay now, right next to the side of the horse, and the animal began snorting and shifting about uneasily as it smelled the woman's heat.
"Not this time," she muttered, and she rubbed her face up against the stallion's hot leg.
She could smell the aroma of the horse's body, as well as that of the stale hay, and she felt Dan's dick pressed up against her cunt.
He was not aiming it into her hole yet. he simply had the shaft pressed against her pussy, and was rubbing it back and forth slowly. The swollen tip was pressing against and stroking her clitoris, and she shuddered with each touch.
"Oh, yes, Dan," she sighed, "Rub that cock along me, shaft me like an animal." moaned Sandy, with her cheek against the horse's leg.
"Take that horse's dick of yours and really shove it up my aching pussy."
"Don't worry, honey," snorted Dan, "You're going to get it. But, then the head shivered with desire. Dan was really getting hot. He had never fucked a bitch that was as hot as Sandy was.
She seemed to be just like an animal. It was as though she were a mare that was waiting to have one of the studs drive his dick into her, and if that's what she wanted, Dan was surely going to give it to her.
He pressed his dick into her opening now. The cock head felt so nice and warm to her, as well as hard, and she could almost feel it sliding into her.
"You're going to get it now," smiled Dan, and sunk the tool into her waiting cunt. "ARGH!" screamed Sandy, as her cunt walls were spread and the dick forced its way into her hot channel, ramming apart the lips and sending Shockwaves throughout her body.
"Oh, God, it feels so good." She kept ranting and racing as he shoved in more, forcing the bulbous head into her hole deeper and deeper, until he felt the head smash against her back wall.
"There you are, baby," he declared, "Now you get the fucking you've begging for."
"Yes, yes!" screamed the stuffed blonde, "Send it all the way into me. Fuck me, Dan, fuck me until I'm sore."
And that was Dan's intent. Sandy pushed out her jutting hips and pulled her body toward him, as he sent his hips flying forward at the same instant, propelling his dick into the deepest parts of her cunt.
The blonde was squirming and thrashing about, but he did not let go, and just kept fucking her as she crouched there, stuffing the hot dick into her with no regard to her pleasures, just as though they were two animals in heat.
Unknown to them, Gina was just arriving at the house. She was hot and flushed, as she pulled the horse up to the house.
She was hot from her ride, not just warm from the sun and exercise, but lust as well. It worked against her already heated cunt, she was becoming hotter and hotter for Dan's dick. She had curtailed her ride to get back.
"Dan," she called into the house.
She ran to her room, and found it empty also. Then she remembered that he was supposed to groom the horses, and she led the stallion over to the barn by the bridle. But as she drew near to the barn, she heard someone yelling and screaming. She stopped short, and then she recognized Dan's voice.
"That's right, Sandy," he was yelling harshly, "Take it, take every inch of it into that well-used hole of yours."
Gina's mind froze for a minute, and then she released the horse and crept over to the barn, by the side door. The top, she dicovered, was locked, but the bottom was not, and she dropped to all fours and pushed it open, giving her a good view of the stables.
There stood Hotspur, partially groomed, and kneeling on the hay next to the magnificent horse was her husband and her sister. Her husband had his tool driven all the way into Sandy's cunt, and her sister was stark naked and taking every inch he had to offer.
"What's the matter?" snarled Dan, as Sandy jumped about wildly, "Not too big for you, is it? I'm sure you've had plenty of guys slipping it to you. I don't think you mind this very much."
From where she was kneeling, Gina could hear the loud slaps as Dan cruelly smashed his groin against her buttocks. She could see his fat, hairy balls slapping against her sister's cunt, and the loud slurping noise of the dick plowing in and out of her hole echoed in the barn.
Gina could not believe her eyes. Not only was her husband cheating on her, but he was fucking her own sister! First the woman felt shocked, then angry, as she felt her own cunt hot and aching, and wanted her husband's dick inside her, not pleasing her lusting sister.
"Take it, take it," gmnted Dan rhythmically, as he kept shafting the blonde over and over again.
He did not rest for a second, and his pole just kept slamming in and out of her willing cunt, making it wetter with each stroke. Sandy was beyond words now. All she could do was lay grinding on the hay, her hands locked over the hoof and leg of Hotspur as her sister's husband fucked her viciously. Every stroke of his long, thick tool brought her closer to orgasm.
She could feel the climax building deep inside her, making her stomach grow tight, and her muscles ache. Her juices were flowing readily now, and she wanted them to flow even more before she came.
But she knew that Dan could not last all day. He would last quite awhile, she knew from having timed him and Gina, but she wanted to make sure she came before he shot his hot spunk deep inside her. So, she was concentrating on her come, getting ready for it, thrilling to each wild plunge and slithering inch of his dick as it shafted her cunt.
Gina felt her mind twisting as she stayed there and watched the lewd spectacle as well as listened to her husband's obscene ravings.
"You cheap little trick," he called Sandy, "You just love that cock inside you. You're nothing more than a little fucking machine."
On and on he went, calling Sandy worse and worse things as he went along, and tore her cunt open with his fat dick. Gina could not see Sandy's face, but she was certain she must be in pain, judging by the way her body was squirming and quaking to each thrust by Dan.
She thought she could hear her sobbing, but she was not sure, as her face was buried in the hay. Sandy was, indeed, sobbing, but from pleasure, rather than pain. This was one of the best fuckings she had ever gotten, and she was enjoying every cunt-filled second of it.
From the back of the house, Able came walking up, the rake still in his hand. He turned and stared at the barn in confusion, for kneeling down next to the side door, was the cute little woman who had come to stay with his mistress.
He walked over quietly and examined her some more. He had liked the way the petite woman looked the moment he saw her, with her happy, adorable smile and slender, girlish body.
Now, as she crouched on all fours, he was able to get and even better view of her. The first thing he looked at was her ass. He had a good view of it. Gina had put on a denim skirt in the morning, hoping to have a quick fuck in the woods with Dan, but forgetting that he was not going. She had left the skirt on anyway, and as she knelt there, with her little ass up in the air, the skirt rode up and exposed her panty-clad cheeks and her tapered legs as well.
Her limbs were smooth and soft looking, and Able felt his tool throbbing as he looked at her bottom.
"Nice," he muttered to himself, and crept even closer, making sure not to make a sound.
As he approached the barn, he could hear Dan's wild swearings as well, and he knew, even without looking inside, what was going on. He. knew that Sandy was getting humped by the man. He had know that the moment she entered the barn. He could always tell when she needed to screw, and he saw her looking at Dan in that manner.
He was very close to Gina now, and her ass was just sticking up there, jutting at him provocatively, and he felt his huge dick head swell to double its limp size. He figured that it was worth the risk to touch the slender legs and soft ass, and he crept forward silently, until he was right behind her.
Gina felt as if she were going to cry, as she watched her husband keep filling Sandy full of nice hard dick. She was twitching lightly to each of his savage thrusts, and she was vicariously getting fucked by Dan as she watched.
Her own pussy was so burning hot that it felt as if it would set her moist panties on fire at any moment. She wasn't really even aware of Abie's finger when it touched her hot pubis. He had gotten behind her and reached out and stuck a finger up under her cunt, and fingered it lightly.
He was pleased to see no reaction, and gently lifted up her skirt and slid her panties off her cute ass cheeks. They were so firm and round, and his dick was threatening to rip out of his pants.
Gina was so absorbed in the lewd show, that she was unaware that she was being stripped. Her skirt was now up on her back, and her panties were down by her knees. She felt her cunt grow a little cooler as the air hit it, but her burning lust soon made it hot again.
Able touched a finger to her slit, and felt the sticky dew on her outer lips. He knew that inside she would be even wetter, and he whipped his dick out and positioned himself behind the unsuspecting young woman.
CHAPTER FOUR
"Keep that twat of yours hot, honey!" screamed Dan, as he kept fucking Sandy, "Because Eve got a heavy scum load just for you, bitch. Do you like scum, Sandy? I'll bet you do, you little bitch. I'll bet you spread it all over that homemade bread of yours. Yeah, a nice scum sandwich with a glass of fresh milk."
Gina was revolted and at the same time turned on by Dan's talk. It was so terrible of him to make his sister out to be so cheap, but as she watched the tool sinking in and out of her hot slot, she wondered if what he were saying was not true.
Then, she felt something warm and spongy press against her cunt, and for the first time, she realized that her panties were off. But it was too late to do anything about it. Abie's fat head pressed against her hot, wet slit, and solived.
It sank in only about half an inch at first, and the dick stood there, jabbing into Gina's surprised cunt. Then he grabbed the woman's thin waist, and pushed again, this time sinking a little more into her cunt.
Needless to say, Gina was going wild. The small woman was struggling and squirming, trying to turn around, desperately trying to dislodge the invading dick from her cunt. She could not do so.
Abie's grip was too strong, and his lust too great, for him to release the struggling woman. He had to have his dick inside her cunt, and even though the passage seemed too small to fit the enormous head, he was determined to force it in anyway.
Gina's eyes were wide with terror, as she did not know who her attacker was, but she knew what was happening to her. A dick was slowly being forced into her twat. A fat, gigantic dick, and she shuddered at the feel of it spreading her tiny cunt hole open.
She wanted to scream, but dared not, for that would draw Dan's and Sandy's attention, and she would die of embarrassment. She knew that she would get no help, and she would have to fight off this man by herself.
Able was holding her slim, firm waist, kneading her pliant flesh in his rough fingers, as more and more of his huge head pressed into her small hole. It was a wonderful feeling to him, for her cunt was hot and wet, and it resisted his entrance, but little by little, it was giving way, as the walls stretched to fit this impaling tool.
Gina bit her thumb, as she tried to prevent herself from screaming at the rape of her hole. The pain was getting terrible now, and she knew that there was no escaping her attacker. All she could do was lean there and take it.
"Take it! Take it, you whore," screamed Dan, as he fucked and fucked and fucked the whimpering blonde.
It seemed to Gina as if he were talking to her. Her cunt was still on fire, even more so now that the dick was touching her. And even thought it hurt, it was satisfying her as well. She looked over at her husband, and her anger flashed again.
He had probably raped Sandy just as she was being raped, and in her confused mind, she decided to get back at her husband, by enjoying the forced entry of her cunt. He would never know that just a few feet away, as he cheated on her, a dick was being forced into her cunt as well.
"Oh, good, good," grunted Able.
And with a final lunge, he got the entire tip into Gina's cunt. The small woman felt as if she were completely stuffed. She felt as if her whole body were full of hot, ramming meat, and any more would make her rip apart.
She found out that this was not so, as Able pushed forward, and now sent the-shaft of his dick worming up into her cunt. The slick monster tore at Gina's hot walls, bringing greater lust to her mind and body, and she began to quake convulsively as she was shafted.
Able knew that this menat she liked it, and he stroked her soft cheeks as he slipped inch after inch into her cunt. He had the top part of her body pressed completely to the ground now, as her elevated cunt was stabbed by his tool. Her legs were spread wide apart, so that she could accommodate more of his prick.
And more was what she got, inches more, until the entire tool was sunk in her dripping, aching twat.
"Mmmmmm," moaned Gina to herself.
In the background, she could hear the lewd shouting of Dan, and the slap of his balls against Sandy's cunt, but it didn't matter anymore.
She was getting all that Able had now, and loving it. Her body was stuffed to bursting with cock, and as he jammed it home, she felt as if it would push out of her mouth. His bulbouse head pushed and shoved, and filled every fold and cranny of her cunt, and she had never felt so well-fucked before.
It was a though there were a dozen dick heads in her, all of them shoving in a different direction, making every inch of her passage tremble with delight. Back and forth, in and out, the European man began to move, pumping his dick into Gina's squirming cunt.
He watched the small buttocks shake and tremble as he fucked her, and soon her felt her hips jumped around with the pleasure his dick was giving her. She said nothing, but that was not necessary, all he wanted to do was feel her cunt get hot and wet.
Now both sisters were getting it, from two long, piledrivers. Their cunts were filled, and getting wetter and wetter with each powerful thrust of their lovers. All four were getting ready to come, but Sandy was the first.
"OH, GOD!" she screamed, as her head suddenly jerked up, "I'm coming!"
And then she froze, and her cunt exploded all around Dan's fat stick. He felt her cunt walls shaking and all of her hot love juice pouring out and all over his dick. He kept slipping it to her, making it slosh around and making more and more of it come.
As she crouched there, frozen in pleasure, Sandy could hear the persistant snorting of Hotspur.
Dan came next, only seconds after Sandy's climax. His dick jabbed all the way into her twat, and he began pouring his hot cream into her already dripping hole. His scum blasted out of him as if it were a missle, searing the inside of her cunt, and banging against her cervix.
It made Sandy buck and scream, and he had some difficulty keeping it in her hole as he unloaded wad after wad. Finally, it was done, and he puled out the scummy dick, and dropped onto the hay next to the beautiful woman.
Gina had her own orgasm at that moment. ' It was the best she had ever had, and her teeth sank deeply into her hand to prevent her from screaming. Her cunt seemed to turn to liquid lead, all molten and burning, and then she felt her cunt juices spraying out, exstinguishing the fire.
As soon as Able felt her come, he began to wiggle his tool around inside her, pushing it from side to side, and up and down, tickling every part of her vagina while she kept coming and coming.
"Good, good," he smiled, "Come."
Gina began to sob then, her entire body shaking as she wept. The release of her lust also seemed the release of something else, and she was crying and heaving an gasping as her orgasm tapered off.
But that was when Able came. The handyman packed quite a wad, and the first sticky bolt of it made Gina almost black out in pleasure. It was hot and sticky, like a custard, and she could feel splash after splash of this stranger's come firing inside her vagina.
She began shaking even more, and her whole body became one, violent spasm. It frightened Able so that he pulled his dick out of the pretty woman and began shooting on her ass. He held the dick between her cheeks, and let it fire up and splatter on her lower back and dribble down onto her cheeks.
Gina felt a strange mixtire of degradation and delight in the act of having sperm sprayed onto her body, but she just knelt there and let blob after blob of it splatter on her soft, white skin.
Eventually, it was over, and Gina could feel her back and ass slick with come. Able wiped the head of his dick on her ass, and than smeared some of the scum around with his fingers. It felt so good as he rubbed it into Gina's skin, and after awhile, he stopped, He stood up, put his dick away, picked up his rake and walked off, leaving the delicate, brown-haired woman scummy and quivering, as she crouched, exhausted on the ground.
Gina knew that she had to get up, and she pulled her dress down over her scummy back and ass, feeling the jism making the material stick and smell. She stuffed her panties under a rock, and ran back to the house, making a quick change.
Once she had changed, she jumped back on the horse and rode off, making sure she would be gone at least an hour before she returned. As she rode, all she could think about was the fantastic fucking she had been given by the handyman.
"We had better get up and dressed," suggested Sandy in tired tones, "Gina may be back soon. At the mention of his wife, Dan grabbed his dick, stuffed it back into his pants and zipped up. He could not believe what he had done. He had fucked his own wife's sister, and had called her every dirty name he knew while he idd it.
"This is all your fault," he snapped at her, "You made me do it, you know."
"Are you concerned that I'm going to tell Gina?" asked Sandy as she snapped close her blouse.
Dan did not answer, but his eyes said yes.
"Don't worry yourself about that," she laughed, "What went on here is just between me and you and Hotspur, and he won't talk."
Dan calmed down, as he watched her snap her tight pants closed.
"Just remember one thing," Sandy told him, "There's plenty more where that came from. Just tell me when."
She walked out of the barn, and he followed after a few socnds, shocked at the brazen attitude of the woman, and shocked at himself for he knew that he would take her up on her offer soon.
That evening, Gina was quiet and meditative. She was trying to sort out all the things that had happened to her in that one day, and trying to sort out her feelings towards those things. It was obvious that her husband was not faithful, and she wondered how many other times he had made love to another woman.
It was also clear that she had enjoyed being fucked by Able, though she did not understnand why. Somehow, it had something to do with getting back at her husband, but she did not know how.
The most confusing, however, was her sister.
She did not know what part her sister played in the session between Dan and her. Had she merely been the helpless victim, or had she played a larger part in the steamy scene? This was one of the questions Gina felt compelled to answer.
When she went to bed that night, she was still thinking about these things, and she fell into a troubled sleep. Gina was not the only one that could not sleep. Sandy was also lying awake in her bed.
She was wearing a sheer nightgown, and her jugs thrust up from her body as she lay twisting and turning in her bed. In the distance, very faintly, she could hear the sound of Hotspur snorting. She could tell it was him, and she also knew what he wanted.
Finally, she was able to stand it no more, and she ran out into the warm night and into the barn. She hastily turned on a lantern, and the single light threw long, grotesque shadows on the wall of the barn.
Hotspur was stamping and shifting about in his stable, his eyes made to appear a fiery red by the lamplight. He turned his huge head towards Sandy and seemed to stare at her for some time.
"I heard you," she said to the horse, "And I know what you want, but I'm so tired. Dan really wore me out. He was a pretty good fuck."
The horse snorted at her, almost as if laughing.
"I know, I know," said Sandy, as she walked over to the shiny stallion and patted his nose, "I know you're jealous."
As she stood there, listening to the heavy breathing of the other horses, as well as the snorting and stamping of Hotspur, she felt herself getting aroused. The smell of their sweaty bodies and the feel of the horse's sleek fur under her hand added to this feeling.
"Alright," she agreed, and unlocked the horse's stall and walked him out, over to a bale of hay that was against one wall.
The horse pranced and danced as they approached it, throwing its head up and down and making noises. Sandy walked close next to it, her naked leg brushing up against its naked leg, feeling the bristling hairs rubbing against her soft skin.
When they got to the hay, she reached .around and hugged the horse's neck, pressing her hanging boobs against his chest. She felt her nipples growing rock hard as they rubbed over his fur, and soon they were poking out of her nightgown.
She grabbed the skimpy cover and stripped it off, standing naked in the gloomy light, as the horse shifted about uneasily. Sandy rubbed her face against the horse's body, pushing her nose and lips against his coarse fur and delighting in it.
Then she lay back on top of the bale of hay, her feet flat, her knees sticking up in the air. Her legs were spread, and she reached down and took her pussy lips between her hands. She began rubbing her cunt, slowly at first, with just the tips of her fingers, but then faster and faster as she went.
It felt wonderful to be lying on the hay, feeling the few sharp pieces of grass digging into her back, smelling the strong odor of the horses and fingering her cunt. She closed her eyes and simply felt the thrilling sensation her fingers were causing, and she rubbed and rubbed, touching only the outer lips and not her clit.
That was for later.
After a short while, she felt herself getting wet, and she knew that it was time to spread her lips. She parted the loose, outer folds, and then sent a finger-tip sliding against her warm slit.
Now she was beginning to delve into the cunt itself, and each and every touch brought an electric shock to her cunt. It was as though she were touching live wires and not her fingers to her slit. She was twisting and moaning on the hay now, as her fingers slipped deeper and deeper into her hot box. The horse's nostrils were flaring, as it smelled the odor coming from her cunt, and he was pawing the ground impatiently.
Sandy was oblivious to this, however. She was lost in a world of lust, as her fingers kept probing her steaming cunt, dipping deeper inside, until she was actually fucking herself with two of her digits.
That was when she felt something wet and rough on her hand. It was the horse's tongue. The beast had bent down and begun lapping her hand, moving closer and closer to her gaping cunt. She removed her hand and pulled at the sides of her cunt, opening up her pink beaver completely to the stallion's use.
At first, the horse just sniffed around the hot cunt, but then it touched the end of its tongue to the slot.
"Ohhhhh," moaned Sandy in wild pleasure and expectation".
The horse licked again, and another sensuous moan escaped her lips. Now the animal's tongue had flattened out, and it was riding across her entire pussy each time it licked.
"Ah! Oh! Yes!" Sandy kept grunting, as she allowed the horse to lick her cunt.
There was no other sensation like it. Nothing felt as good as having an animal eat out her cunt. Their tongues were perfect for the job, for they were flat and rough, thus stimulating by simply licking, and further than that, they were persistent.
They never tired of licking away at her open lips, and they could reach in much further than any human tongue could. They tickled all the way up inside her, lapping at her inner cunt walls with their sand-paper tongues, cleaning all the juices of them and making them aflame with desire.
"Kept it up," she moaned.
As the horse licked away at her, her own hands released her cunt and went to her swollen, breasts. They were hot and hard from desire, and she began to play with them, kneading them between her fingers, and feeling them spring back to her touch.
She scooped up the jutting knockers in her delicate hands and lifted them up, feeling their weight and thrilling to the knowledge that men craved her jugs. Her thumbs rose over the ends, and touched down on the copper nipples, all hard and erect with lust.
She pinched and pushed them all the way in they flattened down and then sprung right back up and, and with each flick of her nipples, she moaned. The stallion kept licking her cunt, she found herself savagely twisting and yanking on her own nipple, stretching them out, and delighting in the way the jumped back into place.
Her tits felt especially heavy and full tonight, and she was pulling them up into the air by her tormented nipples, and letting them flop back odnw on her chest, feeling them shake and jiggle as they did so.
"Oh, Hotspur," she crooned, "Soon, my dear, soon."
He body was jerking all over the hay now, unable to control her actions, but the horse's tongue followed her twat, licking and slurping deep inside it, until she felt her walls grow wet with a mild orgasm.
"Ahhhh! Yes, keep licking," she yelled, as her face winced and she dug her nails viciously into her nipples.
The second it was over, she jumped down from the bale of hay and scrambled underneath the beast. The animal froze, for it had been through this ritual many times before, and had been well-trained by the lusting blonde.
The beauty winner's unnatural craving for animal sex partners had caused her to train many of her pets in special ways, and this stallions was her prize.
She crouched under the heavy belly of the beast, sitting on her legs and looked up to its groin. Partially hidden by a tuft of hair, was a long sheath and a pair of immense balls. The first thing Sandy did was touch the balls, to see how much scum was waiting inside them.
They were medium-size, meaning that there was a nice load of stringy scum inside, but not a really heavy one like Hotspur sometimes had. She was not surprised, as she had been fucked by the beast less than two days ago.
"Nice, hard balls," she muttered, as she held the wrinkled sac in her hand.
The testicles were large, about the size of two hand balls, and very hairy. The course hair matted around them, and they were hard and leathery. Sandy could squeeze them as hard as she wanted without causing the horse pain. When she squeezed them hard, as a matter-of-fact, the horse seemed to like it.
This is what she did, grabbing and fondling, and as if by magic, and wet, pink tip appeared at the end of the dark sheath. The animal was getting very aroused by the blonde's ball cupping, and it lengthening rod showed it.
"That's right," cooed Sandy, her cunt twitching in excitement, as she watched more and more of the bright pink shaft appear, "That's a good boy. Get that dick of yours out. Get that dick nice and hard and long and get ready to use it one Sandy's poor little cunt."
Nature was doing all that Sandy wanted, as the pallus continued slipping from the sheath. The dick of the horse was incredibly long, almost sixteen inches, and about as fat as a man's cock.
THE END of it was flat, like a pig's snout, and there was a large slit in the end. It was bent near the base, were a fat ball of flesh rested, and the entire thing was slippery wet and ready to shove itself into the blonde's willing twat.
"Ohhh," moaned Sandy wildly, as she saw the fully erect tool.
Her hands left the balls, and took hold of the fat rod. She touched it delicately, as if the monster pecker might break, and the horse stamped about in lust.
"Calm down, calm down," muttered Sandy, as one hand reached up and touched the quivering flank of the animal.
Her other hand never left its dick, and she slid her hand over the base of it, feeling the slimy pole slip inside her fist. She squeezed it, and was shocked, as always, as how hard and heated it was. It was much harder than a human dick. It felt as if there were-a bone running along the inside of it.
The slimy juice covering it gave her the chills, as usual, and she thought about how perverse and wrong it was to let this rod probe up inside her pussy. But as she thought about it, she also got hotter and hotter.
Now both hands were on the tool, as the horse tried to remain still, but felt the woman stroking his long horse cock. One hand was sliding along the entire tool, ever so slowly, feeling every sharp bump as it did so.
The thick veins of the phallus pulsed with passion, and Sandy could feel them throbbing on her wet fingers.
The other hand was up on the tip of the dong, moving all over it. She had the knob in the palm of her hand, and she was twisting and pulling at it as if she were trying to get the top of a bottle off.
The horse was snorting and bucking now, as she fondled and teased the sensitive tip of his tool. The cock was jumping about in her hands, and she could hardly keep it steady.
Then she drew her face closer and closer to it, her eyes wide and locked on the dripping phallus, her tongue running over her dry lips. It was a compulsion, something that she no longer could control, nor wanted to.
She was happy servicing and being serviced by her pets, and one of the things she had to do often was lick on the horse's dick.
Her mouth opened wide, wider, and then the lips closed on the side of the stallion's dick. At the first touch of her mouth to the slimy, hot pole, she shuddered, but then that shudder of disgust turned to one of lust, and her lips began nibbling at the rigid cock.
She felt her full lips slipping over the wet horse's meat, drawing some of its dick slime into her mouth. This was when his tongue came into play, as she caught it and wiped it all over her mouth.
Soon, her entire orifice tasted like horse cock, and she was free to try and eat the entire thing. She clamped onto the dong and was sucking up and down the entire length of th tool.
She never let go for an instant, as she rode her lips along its slippery, bumpy length, from the hairy base to the swollen end. The horse loved it, and let its lovely human master lick and suck its cock as long as it wanted.
Sandy worked over every inch of that stallion's pecker with her tongue and lips, until it was wet with her saliva as well as its own ooze. Then, only after she had tasted every bit of it, she moved down to the tip.
She held the tip firmly in her two hands, so that it could not jump away, and looked closely at it. She looked at the flattened head, and the wide slit, and shivered at the perversity of the act she was about to do.
Then her tongue flicked out, as always and touched the slit. Some ooze dribbled out of it, and she licked it up and swallowed it. It had no taste, but was thick and went down slowly. Then she pointed her tongue, like a pink spear, and stabbed it into the hole, making the dick jump and the horse whinny.
Inside the horse's cock, it was all hot and throbbing. She could feel each surge of blood moving through its dick and around her tongue. She began to move her spear in and out, licking at the salty inside, cleaning it out for the stallion.
Clots of stale scum were pulled out by her tongue, as well as more clear ooze, and she ate both of them down greedily. Once this was done, she opened her mouth wide, and pulled her lips back as far as they would go, and forced thee horse's cock into her mouth.
It was a difficult feat, which she had practiced many times on Able. The man's dick head was about the same size as a horse's, this was why she let him fuck her. It made her cunt nice and wide and ready for a horse's dick.
Now her lips were just barely stretched around the width of the tool, and she just shoved her head forward some more, and all the tiny openings were closed. Now she was ready to blow the horse.
She began sucking in, trying to pull more of the stallion cock into her mouth, though she knew it wouldn't fit. Her lips kept pulling at it, and sucking, and she tried to imagine herself pulling the scum up from the huge balls, and getting it ready to be deposited inside her.
She licked and sucked the horse as best as she could, thrilling to the thought that a horse, in its natural life, never had its cock sucked, and here she was, blowing a horse, ramming a tool into her pretty mouth that should not be sucked at all. The obscene thought thrilled her even more.
After awhile, the horse was dripping slime out of its dick without stop, and she knew that he was ready.
She climbed back up on the bale of hay, and spread her legs once again, getting right near the edge of the hay.
"Alright boy," she muttered in her lust-crazed state, "Fuck me. Stuff that big horse dick of yours inside me. Split me apart."
The horse looked at her for a minute, tramping around by her and snorting. Sandy lay very still, her big jugs sticking straight up into the air, her nipple erect, her eyes shut and mouth open, as stallion pre-come dripped from the side of her mouth, and her legs were wide open waiting to receive the stallion's phallus.
"Come on," she begged, "Mount me, fuck me, Hotspur. For God's sake, fuck me!"
This time the horse responded, and jumped up and rode the prone blonde. His front hooves thundered on the bale near her head, and his dick was just even with her cunt. She was holding her breath, waiting for that divine moment when the horse's prick would first enter her cunt.
Hotspur was jerking its hips violently forward now, its fat, wet cock slamming aginst Sandy's inner thighs and ass. Stroke after stroke missed, but the horse kept trying, as mother nature intended, and finally, it hit home.
"ARGHHH!"screamed the blonde, as she felt her body splitting as everything turned red for one painful moment.
Then the cock was inside her, and slamming away without hesitation, uncaring of the her wildly shaking form or of her loud screams.
"Ahhhhh! God! You're killing me," howled Sandy, as she squirmed and tossed on the hay.
The force of the stallion's blows drove her forward on the hay, and the sharp twigs scratched her back, but she did not care. This was what she lived for, to have her sweet little cunt stuffed full of ramming horse meat, stabbing and crashing into her until she felt faint.
"Yes, yes, fuck it good," she moaned in pain and pleasure.
The animal was trying to force all of its cock up inside the woman, although that was impossible. That was one of the problems. The other was that the dick was so thick, that it was dragging and pulling at her cunt walls, drawing them out with each stroke, and then forcing them back in.
Sandy was being slammed around mercilessly. She was not even a living thing to the horse, she was merely a hole to ram its dick into, over and over and over again, until its balls grew too tight and it sent its load of horse scum into it.
Sandy realized this, and loved it. She loved the feeling of being a thing that was to be used and used over and and over again. And the final humiliation she craved was that huge load of spunk that the horse would deposit in her.
Imagine, being filled with horse's semen until you were overflowing. There was nothing Sandy enjoyed more in the world.
Over and over the horse fucked her, as her shouts and its snorting filled the quiet barn. All of the other stallions were also buck nd crying out now, as they sensed what was going on.
In her lust, Sandy imagined a stallion gang-bang, in which all of these virile animals would line up and fuck her, stuff every one of their sixteen inch cocks inside her until they creamed, and she was wallowing in their scum.
She could think of nothing now, except the driving meat of Hotspur, as it brought her closer and closer to her orgasm. She could tell it was coming and she knew that it would be even better than the other ones she had had with the horse as a lover. For some reason, the idea that Dan and her sister were sleeping not four hundred feet away while she fornicated with a horse made her really hot.
"Do meeeee!" she screamed, "FUCK ME!"
And as she yelled this, she came, her cunt juices flooded over the pole of an animal, as it tore at her willing hole, making it sticky and hot with it fucking. There was no escape from the thrusting phallus, except for one, and that was in the form of a scum bath for her vagina.
She lay there, rigidly riding out her own climax, feeling her cunt spasming and convulsing to the ramming cock, never getting a seconds rest as she was fucked by the sweating horse.
All of the smells around her began to blend into one as she came, with the strong odor of the horse's sweat foremost in her mind. Soon, she knew that it would be joined by and even stronger odor, when the beast came inside her.
And then it happened. With a final snort of air and steam from its widely dilated nostrils, it came.
The first bolt of scum to spurt into Sandy's cunt was much like a human's,-small and warm, but then all hell seemed to break loose, and the semen began pouring in torrents.
CHAPTER FIVE
The horse's scum was not as thick as human sperm, but it was much hotter and more pungent. It felt as if a peppery mixture was being squirted into her vagina, as she lay and struggled under the stallion.
The ball's of the stallion were contracting over and over again, forcing its vile scum up and through the phallus and into Sandy's hot little cunt. The tool was kicking and smashing against the walls of her twat, almost lifting her body up as it did so, spilling the seed into her hapoy cunt.
The scum gushed forth like a river. There was no holding it back and her poor, tormented passage was soon unable to hold all of the horse spunk. It began to squirt out from around her hotly stuffed hole, splattering on the hay and the horse and her legs.
All she could do was lie there, and let him come in her as he pleased. Letting him shoot wad after wad into her.
It was all she wished for now, to feel the fat horse cock pulling apart her spread beaver as the scum pumped and pumped, over-flowing from her greedy cunt. She could smell the strong, pungent aroma of the semen as it dripped out of her, and her tongue was whipping around her lips, wishing she could taste some of the salty load.
She had done it before, literally taken a scum bath in the horse's load, and she knew that there was no jism that tasted as strong as Hotspur's. But for now, her cunt was getting it all, every last drop of it, as well as a terrible fucking.
Eventually, it was over, and the horse dismounted her and went snorting to the other side of the stable. All Sandy could do was lay there, as her body was numb with pain and weak with pleasure from the way she had been used by the horse.
There was scum all over her lower body, on her belly, legs, pubis and ass, still warm and sticky. It was all over the bale of would soon devious loads that had been spilled there.
Her hands began to move then, rubbing over her aching tits, feeling how hot. xnd stiff they were, with the rubbery nipples topping them off. She wished that there was some way that her tits could be as worked over as her cunt, and her hands massaged them for a few minutes.
Then they moved down, until they reached her scummy belly. Her hands slid over the slick jism, and smeared it all over her skin, rubbing it in as if it were a beauty treatment. Then they moved down lower, until her fingers tangled in her come-coated pubic hairs. She rubbed at her dark mound until a fine lather had been worked up from the scum.
Then, it was all over, and after awhile, she picked herself up, got her nightgown and snuck back into the house. It was nearly morning by this time, and she fell in an exhausted sleep on her bed.
Gina was up early, and out of her room, still troubled by what she had seen going on between Sandy and her husband. The picture of her sister on the ground, like an animal, and her husband ramming his dick into her unmercifully kept flashing perversely through her mind.
And she was also thinking about what had happened to her, how she had been forced to accept the unnaturally large dick of the handyman, as he had ravished her cunt and shot his filthy semen deep inside her hole. The worst part of it was that every time she thought of it, she felt a warm .tingle in her cunt, that she knew was lust.
She kept picturing his huge dick, and then little, short scenes of further abuse of her body kept popping into her head. She saw herself riding the fat dick, of having it forced into her pretty mouth, and the particularly disgusting scene of her gulping and swallowing as scum dripped out of the corners of her mouth.
She was not able to stop these perverse thoughts, and it maddened her. She wondered if she was crazy, to want to get fucked and rammed by another man's dick. She walked into the kitchen with these thoughts and was surprised to see that Sandy was not there. She wanted to have a private talk with Sandy, not mentioning the incident with Dan, but rather trying to worm some facts out of her. She was sad to see the table empty.
Only Anna, the fifteen year old mute was there. She walked over and filled Gina's cup and smiled at her warmly.
"Where's Sandy?" she asked Anna.
The young girl pointed to the bedroom, and then closed her eyes and put her head on her arm.
"Oh," understood Gina, "She's still sleeping. I'm surprised. She's always been up early when we have been here."
Anna nodded, as if she were surprised too, and then filled up Gina's plate with a load of buck-wheat pancakes, sausages and eggs.
"This looks delicious," smiled Gina at the girl, "Did you make these?"
Anna nodded proudly and watched Gina stuff a fluffy piece of pancake into her mouth. On it was fresh maple syrup and fresh butter as well. Everything around here seemed to be fresh, Gina noticed.
Anna smiled, and then left Gina, going about her work. She got some clean sheets and a broom and went into Gina and Dan's bed room. The handsome husband was still asleep in the bed, smiling broadly and having a sweet dream about fucking Sandy senseless.
He was stretched out on the bed, his limbs going in all directions, as if he were a rag doll that some little girl had left lying on the bed. Perhaps that was why Anna thought that she would like to play with him.
As she stood there holding the sheets and broom, she perused his body, her eyes wandering over his muscular legs and powerful arms. His chest was completely exposed, and she thrilled at the sight of his hairy chest. The fur on it was light brown and looked downy soft.
He was sleeping soundly, and almost all of his body was exposed, as he was a sound, but restless sleeper. There was just the corner of a cover hiding his crotch, and it was arranged in a Very teasing manner.
Anna was able to see his hip, and just few of his pubic hairs that were on his leg. They were much darker that the hair on his chest, black as a matter-of-fact, and it made the teenager wonder what his pubis looked like.
She drew closer to the sleeping man, still staring at his crotch. Under the covers, she could see a strange lump. It was long and thick, as if a snake were sleeping on dan. Actually, it was his cock, which was semi-erect, due to his lewd dream.
She walked over to him cautiously, and touched his big toe, as if trying to wake him up. But her touch was very light, and she felt a sense of eroticism as she touched his naked foot. He did not stir, and this prompted her to probe at the two more firmly.
Still, there was no response, and she realized that he was too soundly asleep to be wakened so easily.
She laid down her things and walked over to the side of the bed, where his face and chest were near the edge. She reached out with her small hand and touched his firm jaw. It was all rough with stubble, and she moved up to his smooth cheek.
She traced her fingers over the bridge of his nose and then over his eyes.
In his dream, Sandy was dangling her full jugs over Dan's face, and her stiff nipples were gliding over his face, tickling his nose and eyes. He reached up and grabbed the mounds, and started to knead them roughly.
Now Anna's hand grew bolder, and it flew down Dan's neck to the top of his chest. There she stopped for a moment, wondering whether or not she dare go further. He did not seem to feel her at all, and she finally forced her hand forward, her fingers touching his curly hairs.
They were soft, and Anna's twat began to tingle to the touch. It was as though little shocks were jumping from her fingrtips to her cunt, and she felt herself getting moist.
She rubbed lightly, moving her hand down lower and lower with each passing second. Now her eyes were on the covered bulge, and she had a terrible urge to pull back the covers and see what was hidden underneath.
She already knew that men had penises, but she had never seen an erect one in her life. She wanted to see Dan's, but dare not touch his crotch. Her hands was rubbing the hairs on his stomach now, all around his navel, as she kept looking at the bulge.
Dan dreamed that Sandy was licking him now, sliding her wet tongue all over his body, moving slowly down towards his crotch. He knew that he was going to stuff his dick in that sexy mouth of hers and he tingled as she touched his stomach.
Anna felt her nerve leaving her, and the entire thing might have ended right there, if Dan had not moved, spreading his legs wide apart, causing the cover to be pulled totally off his pubis.
His semi-erect dick was revealed now, all red and fat. It nestled there like a tiny boa-constrictor, waiting to be awakened. Anna stared at it, her body freezing and her eyes getting wide.
It looked so wonderful, so soft and red. It did not seem threatening at all, and she wanted to touch it. But she knew that was wrong. Little girls did not touch men's things. Then again, Able had often touched her, pushing her up against the wall of the kitchen and slipping his hands under her dress and pulling down her panties.
He fingered her little twat until it was hot and drippy, and then left her there, hot and bothered. She would have to sneak away then and finger herself until she came to relieve the itching in her cunt.
She felt that same itching now, and she wondered why it was alright for Able to touch her, while she was not allowed to touch a man. She decided that this one time would be the exception, and sitting down very gently on the bed, she reached out with her trembling hand and touched Dan's soft cock.
Dan dreamed that Sandy had just placed her lips on his tool, and smiled widely.
Anna pushed and poked the red thing, and it felt very nice. The man had still not stirred, and she grew brave enough to grasp the tool in her fingers, closing them about the rubbery dick.
It was soft and nice feeling, and it was very hot too. And most surprising of all, as she touched it, it moved. She felt the dick twitching and growing in her hand, and it grew less limp and more rigid.
It looked so shiny and smooth and she crawled between Dan's legs to get a better look at it. Now, she wanted to taste it. It simply looked like something that tasted good, and she wanted to lick the shiny fat head.
Getting up all of her courage, she stuck her tongue out and flicked it over the end of the partially erect organ. The entire thing jumped in her hand, and Dan gave out a soft murmur.
Anna dropped the cock and fell onto the floor, crawling quickly under the bed. All was silent in the room, and the bed did not shift, and she knew that he was still asleep, she crawled out, and got back between his legs. He had not moved a muscle, and she took the tool in her hands again, and squeezed it firmly.
It jerked again, and wiggled as it grew fater. Her squeezing of the tool was also having an effect on her, as she felt her cunt getting wetter. It was like a game, in which she pumped up the thing and got her little cunt all hot as well. She liked this a lot.
She lifted the tip up again and applied her tongue to it, this time not stopping when Dan groaned. Her pink spear just kept licking at it over and over again, taking longer and stronger jabs at it.
At first, it was just the tip of her tongue, as she testingly touched it to the prick and thrilled to the response, but as she grew bolder, more and more of her tongue was applied to the rubbery cock, until all of it was licking the glans, making it all shiny and wet.
It tasted wonderful, and she felt her mouth getting all watery from licking the hot tool. Now she wanted it in her mouth, and she moved forward and opened her lips, forming a perfect "O" with them. She touched the head of the cock to her puckered lips and felt an explosion go off in her cunt.
It was not like coming, but it felt very good, and she knew it was directly related to the cock head pressed against her lips. She opened her mouth waider, allowing the enitre head of the prick to slip between her soft lips.
Dan was really hot now, as he imagined that Sandy was giving him one hell of a blow-job, and riin front of his wife as well. He began to stir as the sensations grew stronger and stronger. He could feel her lips tightly wrapped around his dick, and now the tongue was beginning to lap and the sensitive underside of his shaft.
His eyes flickered, and he opened one slightly, feeling the bright morning sun stab into his pupil. He squinted, and was roused from his slumber. But the dream did not end. There was still someone sucking on his dick!
He grinned and looked down, not moving his head more than a half inch, expecting to see Gina there, but instead, he saw the pig-tailed head of the teenage girl, with her lips wrapped lovingly around his cock. Anna was oblivious to the fact that Dan had woken up. Her eyes were closed in passion as she felt her lips sliding along the hot rod. She had never felt a dick before, and she was delighting to every bump her lips encountered as they glided over the irregular cock.
She could feel his veins pumping blood to the swollen head as she sucked and her tongue was starting to move along the shaft. The dick had stopped swelling in her mouth now, having reached its full length, and the teenage girl was only able to fit half of it in her mouth.
Her hands were wrapped around the rest of it, as it stuck out of her mouth, and one of them was stroking up and down on the shaft, as the other playing in the coarse pubic hairs. She gave it an occasional squeeze, making it jump in her mouth, and making her cunt spasm in turn.
Now she was giving her attention to her tongue, and was really working it along the shaft. It was sliding up and down the tool as much as it could, and lashing back and forth as it did so, making the cock wet and slippery.
"That's right," said Dan soothingly, "Move that tongue of yours all over Dan's sweet cock."
The teenager's eyes flew open in fear and surprise, but as soon as she saw Dan's happy face, she knew not to be afraid. It was obvious that he was not only enjoying what was happening, but wanted more.
"Keep sucking, Anna," continued Dan, "You're making my dick feel very good, with that soft mouth of yours. You're a great little cocksucker, you know.
Anna shivered, she had never been called such a filthy name before, and it made her feel dirty and wonderful at the same time. The boys at school used the word, but they made it sound mean way, Dan said it as if it were a compliment.
She did not pause in her blow-job, as Dan sat up, propping himself up with the pillows on the bed, so he had a good view of what was happening. The cute little girl was still watching him, and it was a delightfully obscene sight to see her looking at him, as her mouth sank down over his tool. Her pink lips were stretching and creeping down his hot prick, trying to get in as much as possible. And in the meantime, her small, delicate hands were pumping tenderly at the remainder of the tool.
He felt the passion shooting through him and he marveled at himself. If this had happened a week ago, he would have been horrifed. Yet now, here he was, letting an under-age girl suck him off as he watched.
It all had something to do with Sandy and her free way of life, of this he was certain, and he felt better and better that he had let Gina drag him up here.
Anna felt good that Dan was liking what she was doing, and she was really making her head bob up and down along his tool, as she pulled at the bottom of the shaft.
"That's right, honey," smiled Dan, as he reached down and stroked her soft hair, "Move your head up and down along my dick, make sure you keep moving your mouth along it. It makes it feel so good."
Every time she heard him refer to it as his cock or dick, she felt as if she were doing something worse and worse, but she also felt that she liked it, and her wet cunt was proof of this.
"Try to life your head up off; it more," instructed Dan, "So that I can feel those pretty lips of yours on my head."
He wanted the lips on his glans, but he also wanted a really lewd view of his entire dick sinking into her mouth. With each plunge now, he got it, as she drew almost the entire shaft out of her mouth and then slammed it back in.
"Ohhhh, yeah, real good, dear," moaned Dan, as fire shot along his cock and tickled his balls.
Anna loved every compliment she got from the lusting man as well as every jerk of his dick against her soft lips. She felt the cock really jumping around now, and she had no way of knowing that this meant that Dan was getting hotter and hotter with every pass into her mouth.
Her saliva was running down the length of the tool now, dripping down onto her hand and into Dan's pubic patch. His black hair was glisteing wet with dewy drops of her spit, and her stroking hands were churning it up as she beat him off into her mouth.
"Try to move your tongue more as you go down on it," he told her, with eyes closed in lust, "Making that goddamn smooth tongue of your work over every inch of my fat, ramming cock, Anna."
She felt her cunt spasm again, as he talked to her in the sorty fashion, but her tongue began to fly over his twitching shaft with renewed vigor. As it pulled out of her mouth, he tongue was slipping and sliding all over it, whipping and the tender underside and managing to get at the sides as well.
Then, as she forced her mouth back down on the cock, her tongue was moving again. She flattened it out and licked and stroked at his invading shaft like a tongue would. She found her cocksucking was taking on an increased tempo, and she felt absolutely hungry for the burning meat pole.
"Go to it, honey," sighed Dan, as he felt his scum beginning to boil. He was already envisioning the feeling of his semen pouring into this girl's unsuspecting mouth, and he chuckled.
He forced his eyes open now, to see that Anna's eyes were half closed, and her eyeballs were rolled up in her head, showing that she was completely absorbed by her perverse act. Her hands were beating up and down on his dick fiercely now, and her tongue was slipping all over the shaft, and rivers of spit dribbled down the fat, haisry shaft.
It was as lewd a spectacle as he had seen anywhere, and he only wished that he could fuck the little nymphomaniac. But he knew that should there be trouble, that might get him arrested, while a blow-job he could always deny.
Anna was not all there now, as she was reduced by her passion to a pig-tailed cocksucking machine. Her mouth was sucking hungrily at Dan's stiff cock, as her hands jerked on the tool, and her tongue slavered all over it, working furiously to please the naked man.
"Dan is going to help you out," he said, as he watched her blank face and knew that she would not protest anything he did to her now, "I know that you want all of that nice, hot dick in your mouth, and I'm going to help you eat it all."
Saying this, he placed his hand on the back of her head and held it there, until he was in time with her pumping rhythm. Then, as she went down and swallowed his dick, he pulled her head forward, shoving her mouth deeper onto the fat cock.
The sensation of feeling her contracting throat trying to stop his cock as he forced her head down on it was fantastic. He thrilled to the thought of how totally used little Anna already was, and what even more degrading things were in store for her. She just kept sucking, and he kept pushing her face down closer and closer to his pubis.
Anna did not care now, she was so overtaken by lust. He hot cunt was dripping with juice now, making her panties soaking wet and running odwn her legs. She did not resist as she felt the mushroom head force its way past her tonsils and into the entrance of her throat. She gagged a little bit, but she did not stop him.
Soon she had almost all of it in her mouth, and dan was grunting in satisfaction as he rammed his dick home into the girl's virgin throat.
"What a good little girl you are," he groaned, as he felt the pressure in his balls building up, "A good little girl that is giving Dan a great blow-job. I'll make a prefessional out of you yet, honey."
And up and down he rammed her head, until his dick was smothered in spit and he felt that he wouldn't be able to hold back any longer then he had. Then he left the shaft of his hot cock slip from his mouth, until it was just pumping into her mouth again.
He did not want her to choke to death on his fat wad of semen. He would save the throat fucking until another time.
"Now since you've been such a good girl," said Dan, "I'm going to give you a special reward."
Anna chilled at the words, for there was something in the way Dan said this that told her she was about to be made to feel even dirtier than she already did.
"It's something nice and hot and creamy," he told her, "Like whipped cream. As a matter-of-fact, you're whipping it up right now, and in a few seconds, I going to let it go into your silky mouth."
Anna did not know what he was talking about, but the idea of whipped cream sounded alright, and she just kept sucking wildly.
"That's ... it," moaned Dan, "Keep sucking, Anna ... Blow me! Here comes your reward, you little cocksucker."
As he said this, he grabbed her painfully by her pigtails and held her head in place, so that she could not move, even if she wanted to. He wanted to make sure that every drop of his gooey scum was forced in the girl's mouth, and that afterwards, she would swallow it.
"I'm coming!" he screamed, "I'm coming in your hot little mouth, Anna!"
And the semen began to pour into the teenager's unprepared orifice. At the first bolt of the hot, sticky fluid, she began to couch and gag, for it made her sick. It was not anything like whipped cream. It was salty and thick and had an awful taste to it.
She tried to pull back as more and more of Dan's spunk flooded her mouth, but she was unable to do so. All she could do was hold the spasming dick in her mouth as it fired wad after wad of scum onto her tongue and teeth and palate.
"Swallow it!" yelled Dan, "Swallow it, damn it! I don't want one drop of my scum to get out of your lips!"
Anna tried not to, but she felt her cheeks growing full, and the pressure of the sperm building up in her mouth became worse and worse. By now, her entire mouth was full of the vile spunk, and the thought of swallowing it all revolted her, but she knew that she had no choice.
Taking a deep breath through her nose, shegulped down the heavy load of sperm. She felt it oozing down her throat and finally falling heavily into her stomach. But even as she siphoned off this load, another one was forming in her mouth.
Dan's dick was shooting scads of semen into her mouth. His entire body seemed to be emptying of it and she was going to be the unwilling recipient of the thick scum. It was already covering her tongue, and before it got to be too much again, she gulped it down.
Dan was lying back enjoying himself, as he felt himself coming and watched the young girl's cheeks swell with his semen, and then hollow as she swallowed it down. It kept up for some time, as he spent in her mouth, and she sucked and swallowed, sucked and swallowed, every blob of his load.
Finally, it was over, and with a loud sucking noise, he pulled his limp dick from the girl's mouth. Ropes of semen hung between her lips, and a clotted Strang hung from her bottom lip. She was feeling queasy, as the scum sat in her belly, but she was glad she had drunk it all down.
She could feel the thick clumps that were still in her mouth and her tongue was covered with a slimy, white layer of spunk.
"Not bad, my dear," said Dan as he wiped his prick clean, "And after awhile, you'll get to like the taste of scum."
Gina walked in only minutes after Dan had pulled on some clothes and Gina had gotten back to her duties.
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"Oh, Dan, you're awake," smiled his wife.
"Yes," responded Dan, making believe he had been reading a book, "Anna woke me up. She's a wonderful young lady. We had a great talk. As usual, though, I did all the talking."
"That is typical," smiled Gina.
Anna gave Dan a long glance as she left, and hoped that she would soon feel his dick again slipping in and out of her lips.
CHAPTER SIX
About twelve, Sandy finally awoke from her sex-induced stupor. As she got out of bed, her cunt was hurting her terribly from the swift ramming she had endured from the horse's sixteen inch cock. She smiled as she felt it, for it reminded her of the fun she had had the night before.
It was unfortunate that every night could not be like that. The house was quiet when she stepped out of her room, and she finally managed to find Anna in the living room, vacuuming.
"Where are Dan and Gina?" she asked.
Anna's hands flew, using sign language, which Sandy understood, and told her that they had gone for a walk in the woods. Sandy smiled, for she knew that they had probably gone off to screw in the seclusion of the deep forest.
She was correct.
Dan was lying on his back, his shirt totally opened, his pants off and Gina was on top of him, completely naked.
Her head was tossing from side to side, causing her baby-fine hair to shake and bounce, while her eyes were closed in pleasure at the fucking she was getting. Dan's dick was up her sopping cunt, as she bounced up and down on it.
Her feet were flat on the cool grass, and she was lifting her body up and down slightly, causing the dick to move in and out of her rhythmically. It felt wonderful, to have his cock back in the hole it belonged.
She forced her eyes open for a moment, to look at his grinning face, as he lay there, with his eyes closed, and his hair mixed in with the dark green of the grass. It was obvious that he was enjoying it as much as she was, and she felt his dick twitching as it plowed against her moist cunt walls.
He had his hands grabbing her slim hips, digging his fingers into her yielding flesh, so that he could get a good grip on her nubile, young body. He was helping her ride hiss cock, lifting her up and down as she pushed, and then slamming her cunt tight against his pubis with each down-stroke.
"Oh, oh, oh," gasped Gina with each savage thrust of his dick. It felt like the spongy head was made just for her, as it wedged into the deepest recesses of her cunt and drove her crazy with passion.
Dan rested there and listened to her sighs of delight, and he felt wonderful slamming it home to her. It felt good to have her delicate body mounted on top of his, and he had forgotten in the short time he had last fucked her, how tight and warm her cunt felt.
The episodes with Sandy and young Anna seemed like a dream, as he felt his wife riding his slick pole, and listened to her squeals of pleasure his probing dong was causing. It all seemed so right, as they lay there in the middle of the woods, with the birds chirping.
"Keep it up," sighed Gina, as she really felt herself getting ready to come, "Please, Dan, keep fucking me the way that you are right now. Keep fucking me forever like this."
And as she felt her cunt being filled with the fat pole, she meant every word that she said. She did wish that this fucking could last forever, and that Dan's pole would never have to be dislodged from her hot box.
"I'm ... I'm coming," she announced, and then released a throaty goran, and her body began to remble.
She felt her cunt walls spasming all around Dan's dick, and then there was the familiar rush of hot love juice from deep inside her cunt. Her clitoris seemed to be pounding like a second heart, as blood raced through it and she found her release.
Her body was shaking as if an earthquake were occurring, and she sat there silently on his dick as she kept spasming. Dan did not stop fucking her, however. He was too close to climax himself to stop. He still held her by the waist, and was lifting her light body up and down onto his pulsing prick.
He felt her juices leaking out of her hot twat and trickling all over his kinky pubic hairs. His own dick was swelling now, and he knew that any second, he was going to add his come to hers. The petite woman jumped as she felt the first creamy blast coming inside her dripping hole, and she began to wiggle about madly as she sat on Dan's spending pole.
She wanted his orgasm to be as good as hers, and her quaking cunt made the dick all the more excited, and it kept firing blast after blast of jism into her honey pot. After a few seconds, it was over, and the dick still kicked inside her cunt, though it had run dry of spunk.
The hot juices were trickling out of her hole and pouring onto Dan, as she climbed off and dropped on the grass next to him. The sight she had seen, of him fucking her sister, seemed like a troubled nightmare now, but she knew that it was not settled.
It could not be settled until she found out how it had happened. And to do this, she had to talk with Sandy.
The sexy blonde was smiling as she saw the pair walking up to the house. She could see the satisfied smile on Dan's face, as well as the specks of grass on the back of his shirt. It was obvious that they had fucked, and Gina seemed pleased as well.
She was not surprised, for Dan had a great cock, and could really hold his load for a long time.
"We saved a little lunch for you," said Sandy.
After eating, Gina suggested that they go horse-back riding, and so the two sisters mounted their steeds and left Dan waving them goodbye from the house. Out of the corner of his eye, he was watching Anna, as she washed the windows.
"It really is beautiful here," said Gina as they slowly rode along the dirt road.
"You don't have to tell me," replied Sandy, as she patted Hotspur's neck, "I'm only sorry that it took you this long to get out here."
"Better late than never," said Gina, "Tell me, what do you think of Dan?"
Sandy smiled broadly and answered, "Men don't impress me very much, but I'd say you got a lucky catch."
"I agree, whole-heartedly," smiled Gina.
They rode some more, feeling the breeze blowing through their hair, and feeling the horse's bodies move under theirs.
"Can I ask you something a little personal?" asked Sandy.
"Of course," replied Gina.
"Is Dan a good lover?"
Gina was surprised by the question, for she knew that Sandy already knew the answer. Was her sister playing some sort of game with her?
"The best," she answered.
"I thought so," replied Sandy.
"Why so?" asked the small woman.
"He looks like he's well-hung," responded the blonde.
The conversation had turned in the direction that Gina wanted, but she could not think of a way to introduce the subject she wanted to know about.
"You know," she said, "I miss talking with you, Sandy. It has been a long time since we hung out together."
"Yes," smiled the blonde, "Remember when we used to double date? You always went out with such creeps."
"Your dates were no winners either," laughed Gina, "Are you seeing anybody now?"
"There aren't many men around here," she answered, "The only ones are farmers, and they just don't have sex-appeal."
"I have an idea," said the blonde, "After dinner tonight we'll go into town, so you can see what it's like around here. We'll have some drinks and maybe we can catch up on all those lost years."
"That sounds terrific," beamed Gina, "But I don't know if Dan will want to come."
"Who said he was invited?" retorted Sandy, "this is just for me and you. So that we can be alone together."
Gina was glad to hear her idea, for it might be the prefect time to find out what really was going on between her and Dan. After a few drinks, with just the two of them there, Sandy might open up.
It was a long dinner, and a bit difficult to get away from Dan, but eventually, they were in Sandy's jeep and heading into town.
"I'd ride the horse's down," said the blonde, "but the owner doesn't like the horse shit around the place. He says it keeps away customers."
They drove for awhile, and by the time it was dusk, they were pulling up in front of what appeared to be a rundown dive on the outskirts of town.
"This is it?" asked Gina, as her sister parked the truck.
"Afraid so," replied the woman, "It's not much, but it's the best they've got around here."
Gina approached the bar slowly, not wanting to admit that she was frightened, and that she wished Dan had come along.
Inside, it, was only slightly better than outside. It was dark and crowded, and a weak, red light illuminated the bar.
"Hey, Sandy," smiled the bartender, a big man with a handle-bar moustache, "Long time, no see."
"Hi, Sal," said the blonde, "Sal, this is my sister, Gina."
"Your sister," he scoffed, "Damn, she doesn't look anything like you. Are you sure you're not pulling my leg?'.
"Now if I was going to pull something," replied Sandy, "it would not be your leg, Sal."
Gina was shocked at her sister's rude remark.
"Give me two stingers," said Sandy,. "We'll be at my table."
Sandy led her sister to a small, out of the way table, which had a candle burning in the middle of it.
"This certainly is rustic," said Gina, as she looked about.
"Don't worry," smiled Sandy, "The atmosphere might be lousy, but the drinks are fine."
As Gina surveyed the place, she noticed that they were two of only four women in the bar. The rest of the place was crowded with men, farmers, ranch-hands, manual laborers. It was a real red-neck crowd, and she shivered as she noticed that almost all the men were watching them.
The other two ladies were seated at the bar, with the men, and one of them was a scrawny, grey-haired woman, who seemed to be asleep, and the other was a peroxide-blonde, with an over-developed bust and a low-cut dress.
She was talking to two large farm-hands, and it was clear that they were not paying attention to her words. What they were paying attention to was her half-naked bust. Even from where she was sitting, Gina could see the deep cleavage of the blonde, with the dress exposing all but the ends of her heaving mounds.
She was pretty drunk, plastered, as a matter-of-fact, and one of the men took out some money and pressed it into her hand. She did not resist taking it, and then the three of them walked towards the back of the bar, where it was particularly gloomy.
Sandy and Gina were served their drinks, and Gina went back to watching the drama that was unfolding.
The blonde and the men were against the back wall now. The two men had to help the blonde get there, she was so drunk that she was weaving as she walked. They leaned her up against the wall, and then stood on either side of her.
They each took hold of one of the thin straps on her shoulders and slid them off, causing the front of her tight dress to fall down. Gina almost choked on her drink as she saw that the woman was not wearing a bra, and her fat, heavy tits were jutting out into space, completely naked.
She could see the men laugh, and then they each reached up and took hold of one of her gigantic tits. She didn't even seem to notice it, as they began to massage and fondle her jugs in public.
Gina could not believe what she was seeing.
She could not believe that the two men were feeling up this drunken woman's chest in full view of the crowd. They were going to work on her jugs, pulling them out as far as they would go, grabbing them harshly and twisting them around as the blonde squirmed against the wall.
It was obvious that she knew what was happening to her, but she did not stop the abuse.
Then they grabbed hold of her large nipples, and they must have begun pinching them harshly, for the woman's face contorted in pain, and she winced with every squeeze. The man laughed louder now and they really began to torment the blonde's heaving knockers.
At this point, both of them moved in front of the blonde, blotting out her writhing body with theirs. Gina could no longer see what they were doing to her, but she did hear a few muffled grunts and pleas as they continued to abuse the blonde.
When she turned back to her drink, she found that she had drunk it all and that the crotch of her panties were wet. She had been turned on by the short scene much more than she had realized, and found herself wondering about how the blonde felt getting felt up in full view of other people like that.
She thought that it was probably very stimulating, and she imagined Dan fucking her on the floor of the bar, as the two men watched her squirm in passion. With a shiver, she drove the thought out of her mind, and began talking with Sandy.
They drank and talked for about two hours, and Gina was amazed to see how much liquor her sister was able to put away. They both had had the same number of drinks, and though Sandy showed no effect from the booze, Gina felt her head swimming and her vision was beginning to blur.
Just then, two more drinks came to the table.
"Compliments of the gentlemen over there," said the bartender.
Sandy and Gina looked over to see that the men that had bought them the drinks were the same two men that had been molesting the busty woman before.
"Take ... them ... back," Gina managed to get out.
"Why?" asked Sandy, "They're free, and we're not under any obligation to those creeps. Don't pass up anything that's free in this world, Gina."
Sandy grabbed the drinks and began drinking. Gina did the same, still waiting for Sandy to fall apart. After they finished, another pair of drinks were sent over, and then the two man that sent them.
"Hiya, sweetheart," said the blonde man, "My name is Sam, and this here is Hal. Glad to see you two ladies are enjoying the drinks we bought you."
"That was very nice of you," said Sandy, as she began to show some effect of the liquor, "My name is Sandy, and this is my sister, Gina."
Hal grinned, and sat down next to Gina, placing his hand around her shoulder.
"You know," said Hal, "This place is a real dive. Why don't we go someplace where the liquor is cheaper and it's more comfortable as well."
"Sounds like a great idea to me," said Sandy.
Gina agreed also, figuring that she would be safer in a better lit place with these two men around. The four of them got into Sam's Impaia, as the two women were too drunk to drive. They tore out into the steeet, and they were driving along the road.
Sandy was in the front seat with Sam, and Gina was in the back with Hal, something she did not like. The large, red-haired man would not keep his hands off her, and he was constantly touching her knee, or shoulder or arm.
Gina looked up into the front, to see if Sandy was having the same problem with Sam, and what she saw made her mouth fall open. Sandy's shoulder were bare, and by looking in the rear-view mirror, Gina could see that her sister's blouse and bra had been stripped off, and her jugs were bouncing lewdly as the car drove along the road, and what was worse was that Sam's free hand was squeezing one of her ripe melons.
Gina could not believe her eyes. She felt mesmerized by the sight, for here was her own sister, being treated just like the cheap blonde in the bar. Was she going crazy or something?
Gina tried to clear her liquor-fogged mind, but everything was getting more and more jumbled. She did not even realize that Hal had his hand on her knee again, and was sliding it up, under her skirt, and to her thigh.
He felt the soft, warm skin of her inner thigh, and pressed his hand deeper into the space between her legs. He pulled, and just as he suspected, her legs parted easily, allowing him full entrance to her crotch.
His slid his fingers up her leg, feeling her shiver as he did so, until he pressed against her panties. Gina shuddered violently at the touch, and Hal was surprised to feel that the crotch of her briefs was wet.
He smiled, now knowing that he was going to have a wonderful night.
In her druken stupor, Gina finally felt what was happening to her, and she tore her eyes from Sandy to look down and see the man's arm disappearing under her skirt, her legs parted widely, and she felt his fingers pressing into her slit through the wet cotton of her panties.
"Don't," she muttered weakly, as she turned to the tall man.
Hal smiled at her, and perused her small, delicate features. The tiny nose, bright eyes, and lovely mouth made his dick rumble under his pants. He was going to have a good time with this little bitch.
His finger never stopped pushing and nudging against Gina's slit for a second, and soon, she felt him working around the leg-openings, getting ready to delve under the panties and get directly to her hot twat.
"Hal, plase," she whined, "Stop."
Then his finger touched her bare cunt flesh.
"Ohhhhhh," she moaned.
Just then, they pulled up in front of a small, until bungalow that was part of a motel.
"Here we are," announced Sam, as he got out of the car, pulling the half-naked Sandy with him.
"This ... this isn't a bar," protested Gina, as she was dragged out by Hal's powerful arms. "I didn't say we were going to a bar," said Sam, "I said someplace where the liquor was cheaper, and it was more comfortable."
He flung open the door, switched on the lights, and the four of them walked in.
"Here is a full bottle of Scotch, no charge," smiled Sam, "and I'm sure you ladies will find these beds much more comfortable than those hard chairs.
Sandy giggled, and walked over to one of the beds, lying on her back, and spreading herself out comfortably.
"Why don't you join me?" she winked at Sam.
The big man did not have to be asked twice, and he literally leaped on top of Gina's sister. To the petite brunette, it was now clear what had been going on between Dan and her. Sandy had seduced her husband. It seemed that her sister was little more than a bar-room tramp.
As Gina thought about this, she was led over to the other bed, and she felt the hands on her legs once again. This time, however, her skirt was pushed up against her waist, and Hal had both hands sliding up her supple legs.
She shivered, as she looked down to see the two, huge hands on her thighs, stroking and petting them as she sat there numbly.
"Relax, Gina," she heard the big man say, "Just relax and let good old Hal take care of all your needs."
"I don't have any needs," she protested, as she felt his hands unbuttoning her blouse.
"Oh no," he smiled, "What about your little cunt? That has some needs, I'm sure."
And to prove his point, he poked his finger against her twat. Even though she tried to repress it, a loud gasp flew from her lips, and her body quivered in lust.
"You like that, don't you?" he asked.
"No," lied Gina, her mind reeling now, torn between her passionate desire and that fact that was she was doing was wrong.
"Why can't you be more cooperative, like your sister?" asked Hal as he continued to stroke her thighs.
Gina looked over and saw that Sandy was completely naked now, and Sam was as well. She was still resting on her back, spread-eagle, but now both her boobs were being pulled and tormented. The feeling felt great as they were tugged on by Sam's rough hands.
There was a look of total abandon on her face, as she let her body be used by the stranger. Her chest was heaving, and he was pressing his long, wicked dick against her belly as he manipulated her firm breasts.
The next thing that Gina was aware of was that her blouse was gone, as well as her panties. She was now only dressed in her short, denim skirt, and that was rolled up about her waist. She was still sitting up on the edge of the bed, but then she felt something warm and wet nuzzling against her tit.
It was Hal's mouth. The red-headed man had been able to strip Gina as she watched Sandy getting it, and now was going to work on her tits, pushing forward with as much speed as possible, as the liquor still clouded her. Gina knew that what she was allowing to happen to her was wrong, but she did not want it to stop. It felt altogether too good to have Hal remove his hand from her crotch, where it was rubbing boldly against her clit, or force his wonderful lips off her hot tits. And so, she sat there, trying to decide what to do, as they man went about his work.
Gina's tits were not big, but they were round, and soft and beautiful, with pointy nipples on the ends. Hal was working his lips over the pliant mounds, going from one tit to the other.
He took the entire mound his his mouth, sucking it up between his lips, stretching it out erotically, as it was pulled into the soft, wet cavern of his mouth. Then his tongue would swirl around the nipple, making it rock hard, before letting the tit snap back against Gina's heaving chest.
Gina looked over at Sandy again, and was shocked to see Sam sitting back on the bed, as her sister leaned over him, her mouth engulfing his long, fat cock. She had all of the tool buried in her mouth, and she let it slide in and out of her rich lips and she pumped her head up and down on his crotch.
Gina shivered to see such an obscene act, and then she had the wild desire to do the same thing to Hal. Her hands flew to his pants, and she quickly pulled them open, dragging out his cock and pumping on it with her hands.
"That's the idea," he groaned, as he pulled her into the middle of the bed, "Get my dick nice and ready, honey."
Gina was doing just that, pumping and stroking it as she watched her sister give a blow job to the man's friend. Then her lips were wrapped about Hal's dick, as she began to suck him off.
Hal could not understand what had gotten into the little woman, but he was pleased all the same as he felt her tongue licking and stroking his hot shaft as she blew him. He could not believe that Gina was able to take so much of his cock in her mouth, but he watched it with his own eyes, as inch after inch sank in the small, perfect mouth.
"Ungh!" grunted Sandy, as Sam's steaming pecker parted her vaginal lips and drove into her cunt.
He had her pinned underneath him now, her legs wrapped around his hips, pulling his dick all the way into her hot twat. The fat tool was siding all the way into her throbbing pussy now, as she thrashed about on the bed, making louds groans and sighs as she was shafted.
"Yes, yes," she panted, "Fuck me, baby! Fuck me silly."
Sam just smiled, and began to pump in and out of her hole. He loved to see a bitch so turned on, especially this one.
She was truely beautiful, with deep blue eyes, red lips, full breasts and a great cunt. She was like an animal that was in heat, as she twisted and squirming against his ramming prick, making it poke into hevery fold of her cunt.
Sam loved it. He thrilled at each stab into her wet vagina, feeling the slick cunt walls pulling and grabbing at his tool, trying to drag it deeper into her cunt. He had hold of her tits as well, grasping her melons by the bases and squeezing them in his hands as hard as he could.
He didn't care if it hurt her, and apparently, neither did she. She seemed to like his tit abuse, as she sighed and panted to his kneading and tugging. The melons were squeezed tight into two, red globes now, that were hard and hot and sticking straight up in the air.
Even her nipples had swelled, making them jut two inches out from her jugs. They were rock hard and very sensitive, and Sam doubled himself over and he lay on top of her, and took one of them between his teeth.
He clamped down on the distended nub quickly, unexpectedly, driving his teeth deep into the fleshy nipple.
"OH!" screamed Sandy in pain and pleasure, as she felt her tits bitten.
Then Sam began grinding the nipple mercilessly between his teeth, as the blonde bucked and writhed under his body.
Gina looked up from her cocksucking, to see what Sandy was yelling about, and the instant she did so, the dick popped from her mouth. It was bright red now, and dripping with her spit. Strands of the saliva hung from her sore lips and dribbled on Hal's leg.
"Turn over, baby," he said, and helped her do so by lifting her body up and turned her over.
She was lying on her stomach on the bed now, with Hal kneeling next to her. He pulled her ass up by her hips, and she automatically spread her legs apart. Now she was leaning on her knees, her face buried in the bed-covers, her ass and cunt sticking up into the air provocatively.
This was very similar to the position she had been in when Able had fucked her, and she tingled lustfully as she knew that she was going to be fucked by still another man.
She felt Hal move around behond her, and then something moved between her legs. It was the red-headed man's face, as he lay back on the bed, pulled Gina's cunt down onto his face.
The second the moist cunt lips touched his lips, he sent his long, hot tongue darting up into the throbbing slit.
"MMMMM," moaned Gina, to the wonderful sensation.
Hal began licking uo and down her slit, amking sure to avoid touching her clit for the time being. He wanted to get her really hot before he let her come. His fingers went to her outer lips and parted them gently, leavinf her tender inner walls exposed to his probing spear.
The tongue lapped against the slick walls slowly at first, letting Gina get used to the feel, so that she would not jump about so much while he ate her. After a short while, she stopped moving, and he pulled the cunt tightly onto his face now, burying his chin into the bottom of her slit, and his nose into the top. His tongue was moving about deeply in her cunt now. Probing further and further in as he went along.
Her cunt walls parted easily, even though her cunt was a tight one, and allowed the long spear to go all the way up inside her. Finally, his tongue could reach no more, and then he began to eat the woman out.
His tongue had been relatively quiet up till now, but at this point he began to lash about madly, licking and slapping at the hot cunt walls. His mouth began to suck also, pulling her cunt lips towards him as the tongue licked them.
"Oh, God!" screamed Gina as if she were being killed.
She began to gasp and yell, at each touch of Hal's tongue.
"Your sister really seems to be enjoying herself," laughed Sam, as he pounded away as Sandy's willing cunt.
"Yes...." replied Sandy between breathes, "She's up-tight about ... sex and fucking. She needs a man to ... really stick it to her."
"Well," replied Sam, as he gave an extra sharp stab, "Hal will fill her pussy up alright. His cock is almost as big as mine."
Sandy was enjoying the fucking she was getting, but the man's dick did not seem that large to her,. After all, she was used to the sixteen inch horse's dick plowing her pussy.
"She really needs to be worked over," said the blonde, "Something extra-ordinary."
"Got something in mind?" asked Sam.
"Now that you ask...." smiled Sandy.
Hal kept licking Gina's cunt, making his tongue slurp and lap all over her cunt, until it was wet and drippy. Then he began to work on her clit. The tender bud was quite swollen with lust by now, and it was easy to find.
Hal's fingers peeled back the folds of skin covering it, and he applied his tongue lightly to the nub.
"OHHH!" screamed Gina, and her entire body thrashed about over Hal.
Gina's face was red and flushed now, and her body was covered with sweat. The liquor was out of her system by now, but her lust had replaced it in her body.
She couldn't stop what was happening to her, or what would happen to her in the next few minutes.
Hal was driving her wild as he licked teasingly over her clit, just barely touching it with his tongue.
"Jesus," moaned the petite woman, "You're driving me crazy. Lick it already!"
Hal chuckled, and then took hold of the bud in his lips, making sure not to touch it with his teeth. Gina shook, and he began to suck on the hot nub.
"It's all set," smiled Sam, as he put down the phone, "You certainly are a perverse bitch," he commented.
"I'm just trying to do what's best for my sister," replied Sandy, "Now let's get back to fucking."
Sam slid his tool back into the blonde, and they took up where they had left off a couple of minutes ago. Sam's dick was just as hot, and Sandy's cunt was just as wet. The pole slid back in with ease, and was soon back at its original tmepo.
"You're going to get it soon," moaned Sam, "You're going to get a hot come load in your goddamn ficking twat, bitch," he screamed.
Gina heard this, and twisted her head and looked through her disheveled hair. The entire bed that Sandy and Sam were fucking on was rocking back and forth, as they fucked. Gina could hear the prick slipping into Sandy with a wet slap, and saw his hairy balls slapping lewdly against her ass.
"Now!" screamed Sam.
He began pouring his load into Sandy's waiting cunt. The walls of the twat seemed to drink up the come like a blotter, as her cunt walls were spasming with pleasure. The scum came out in heavy, stinging bolts, that burned Sandy's cunt and also made her hotter than ever.
She felt herself coming after only about four squirts, and now both of them were screaming and writhing on the bed, as their juices mixed inside the blonde's obliging cunt.
Gina could hardly stand the aching in her cunt anymore. She wanted Hal to replace his tongue with his dick, as she watched Sandy and Sam climax. In a little while, she would be obliged beyond her wildest dreams.
"That was great, baby," heaved Sam, "You have one hot cunt."
"You're not so bad yourself," replied Sandy.
Then the two of them heard a cry from the other bed, and they turned just in time to see the last two inches of Hal's pecker drive into Gina's cunt. She was still on her knees on the bed, and she was grasping the covers with her tender fingers, as her body trembled violently.
"Ohhh, God!" moaned Hal, "Is she tight! What a piece!"
Gina was oblivious to his remarks, to her sister and Sam, and everything else other than the huge tool buried to the hilt in her cunt. It felt as if it would rip her apart as it drove into her lubricated cunt. It was much bigger than Dan's and Gina thought it would go all the way up into her throat as he drove it forward.
Just then, there was a knock on the door, and Sam jumped up and threw it open, revealing two more brawny men.
"I see that party has already started," said a heavy-set, bearded man.
"Just beginning," smiled Sam, "There's your party. That little bitch getting it from Hal."
"What about the blonde?" asked the other man, as he stripped.
"She's had enough for tonight," lied Sam, "besides, it's the other broad that really needs it. She's aching to get it from three guys at the same time."
"Well, why didn't you say so?" smiled the bearded man, as he tore his pants off.
Gina was not aware of the two other men getting on the bed with her until she felt someone grab her under the chin and pull her head up. She opened her eyes to see the bearded man looking down at her. His fat belly was hanging over her head, and right in front of her face was his bloated cock.
"She's real cute," said the man, "Okay, honey, get to work. Eat my cock."
Gina was too stunned to respond. She looked about the room saw another man there as well, and on the other bed, Sandy and Sam sat there grinning. She could still feel Hal's dick pounding into her cunt, and now this man wanted her to blow him.
"I said eat me," repeated the man.
This time, he grabbed the back of her head and shoved her mouth onto his prick. Her mouth was hanging open in confusion, which allowed the pecker to poke right into her moist cavern. "Now that's a hell of a lot better," said the man, "Now start sucking, honey. I got me a nice, big, creamy load in there just waiting to come in that pretty little mouth of yours."
Gina was shocked, and terrified by the additional two men using her body, but she was even more shocked at herself, as she did what she was told and began blowing the man. Her lips locked around his fat shaft, and she began to draw it into her mouth, making her tongue swirl around the head, licking and tickling it. She even pressed the tip of her tongue into his cock slit, delighting in the way the man's dick jumped.
Then she felt the third man's hands roameing over her body, exploring her ass cheeks, touching her back, and finally forcing their way under her body and taking hold of her hot tits.
With this, all of the sensations she was receiving burst in upon her mind. She did not think she would be able to take it, and he body began to jerk and twitch spasmodically. She felt the dick slamming into her cunt from behind, as Hal kept pounding away at her, and at the same time, she felt the cock shoving in and out of her ovaled lips. Finally, her body was being fondled and stroked by a third man that she did not know.
It was the most perverse feeling she had ever felt, knowing that her body was being used by not one man, but three of them! And to top it off, she did not even know these men. These three strangers, with their hard, demanding cocks, were going to use her over and over again, until her cunt and mouth were dripping with their come.
Wtih this thought in mind, she came, giving herself completely over to the rush of lust that swept over her. Everything suddenly seemed right in the world, as her cunt lips spasmed and twitched and her hot juices rushed over Hal's shafting cock.
When she came out of it, she began working her body feverishly. Her hips crashed and wiggled against Hal's cock, and her mouth sucked wildly at the tool in her mouth.
All she wanted to do now was please them. She felt that this was what she was there for. She was there to have their cocks shoved in her holes, to work off those cocks until they rewarded her with load after load of sticky jism.
And in a few seconds, her desires started to come true, as Hal began to unload his wad into her begging cunt. Spurt after spurt of creamy fluid fired into her cunt, making the already dripping hole even wetter. The sticky goo forced its way into every nook and cranny of her hot twat, as the dick kept ramming and fucking her defenseless cunt.
Sandy was having a wonderful time, for as Sam ate out her scummy cunt, she was able to watch her sister getting it good and hard from all three men. It made her feel good to see her sister's slim body twisted and pulled among the three men, one of them grabbing her hips as he fucked her from behind, another one stuffing his dick into her mouth, and the third abusing her body with his hands.
Gina was beyond feeling ashamed, however, as she greedily sucked at the tool in her mouth, her hands kneading the hairy balls, trying to churn up the scum and send it shooting into her sucking mouth more quickly.
"Ohhhhh," sighed Hal, as he unplugged himself from her leaking channel.
His scum dripped down the inside of her legs, and he crawled from the bed.
"Open up, bitch," yelled the third man, as he scrambled to take Hal's place, "Here comes another hot cock for that snatch of yours."
Gina shoved her cunt up at the man, and she thrilled to the feeling of the second dick plugging into her cunt. It was long and thin, and poked all the way up inside her without stretching her already sore cunt apart any further.
Her mouth was flying back and forth over the bearded man's dick now, as her tongue worked it over inside her mouth. She wanted his load badly, she realized. She wanted to feel the boiling scum blasting down her throat and splashing against her tongue. She wanted it desperately.
"She is a hot little bitch," moaned the man she was blowing.
"You should see her when she really gets going," said Sandy, "I saw her blow a dog once on my farm."
"Really?" said the man in her cunt, "Damn, she's a regular little whore. No wonder she can't get enough."
It no longer repulsed Gina to hear them talking about her like that. All she cared about was getting fucked, whether it was in her cunt or in her mouth did not matter. She loved the feeling of having two dicks forcing their way into her squirming body.
"Oh, honey," said the bearder man, "You're going to get it now. You're going to really get it. Kept that mouth of yours closed tight."
Gina did not have to be told. She wanted every last drop of his scum, and her lips were tightly stretched around his fucking pole. Then it began to kick, and a thick, salty load was deposited in her hungry mouth.
The scum came out in thick blobs, which clung to her tongue and coated her mouth. She shivered at the feeling of it splashing against the roof of her mouth, hanging there for awhile, and then dripping down the back of her throat. She shoved her mouth forward even more, sucking the spewing dick back, back, all the way into her throat. Then the scum fired down her throat, as she gulped it down, eating every last drop of it.
The dick finally stopped coming, but she held it in her mouth, feeling the fleshy tool pushing against the clotted blobs of semen that rested in her mouth. Eventually, it was pulled out, and she ran her tongue along the inside of her mouth, licking the snotty blobs of jism off her teeth and eating them.
Now there was only one man left in her body, and he was fucking into her cunt with a tempo that showed he was near coming also.
"That's right," Gina gasped unexpectedly, "Fuck me. Fuck me! Use me. Ram your dick into my cunt until I'm sore. I want all of your come, do you hear me? I want it all."
Sandy was stunned at her sister's perverse remarks, but she was pleased as well. Now she would not act like she was princessperfect. She would experience what it was like to be totally possessed by her lust, as Sandy so often was.
"Yeah, yeah," was all the man could say as he fucked her shivered cunt.
Then the room was silent, except for the slapping of the man's meat into her cunt, and the load slurping as it slid in and out of her scummy channel.
"FUCK MEEE!" Gina screamed suddenly, and she came again.
This climax was far .better than any she had ever had, and her entire body was overtaken with it. It shot through every cell in her body and left her breathless. All that was left now was the fucking cock, and the final explosion of scum that would mark the end of her ordeal.
It came suddenly, ripping into her cunt, filling her channel with fresh jism, mixing with the psunk that had already been spilled into her cunt.
"Hot damn," smiled the man.
He pounded his meat in and out of Gina's now loose twat, thrilling to the feel of his scum blasting on her cunt walls and making her body shake. He just kept slipping it to her, until the come had stopped and his tool was too limp to fuck her anymore.
"That was a great party," said the men, as they dressed and left the bungalow.
Sam and Hal left also, but not until they gave Sandy fifty dolars.
Sandy brought it over to Gina's limp form, and dropped it next to her face.
"Here," she said, "They left this for you, for the good time you showed them."
Gina looked at the crisp bills and began to feel sick at what she had done.
She came to country for a rest and a vaction and she turned into a whore. Fucking madly, and getting paid for it.
"Oh, God," she thought, "what is happening to me?"
CHAPTER SEVEN
"Just where the hell have you been?" asked Dan in a rage. told you," replied Gina, her head throbbing, "Sandy and I went out for a little drink, and we lost track of the time."
From her room, Sandy listened to their conversation. There was no need to look through the peephole, as they were shouting loud enough to be heard clearly.
"Lost track of the time," snorted Dan, "Lost track of the time? You have been gone for five hours now. That's more than just losing track of time. What the hell have you been doing?"
Gina felt awful as she thought about what she had been doing. She had been doing three men, three men. She had let all of them use her body like some cheap whore. Her cunt still ached from the two cocks that had been rammed inside, and she could feel the wad of scum sitting in her stomach.
"I told you four times already," whimpered Gina.
"I can smeel your breath from here," Dan informed her, "Do you know that? And it smells awful. Now, as your husband, I want to now what you have been doing for the past few hours."
Gina did not know what to say, her head was still spinning from the after-effects of the alcohol and the triple fucking, and she felt weak and tired as well.
"I can't talk anymore," she responded, "I'm too tired. I've got to get some rest."
"You mean you don't want to talk anymore," said Dan.
Sandy smiled as the yelling went on and on. She was delighted to hear Dan so angry. It would drive him to her, and she could get more of that fat cock of his. And for Gina, this was only the start. Everyone woke late the next day, and Gina and Dan were both in filthy moods. Right after breakfest, Gina got on a horse and went riding by herself, leaving Sandy and Dan alone.
"What's the matter with you two today?" asked the blonde as if she didn't know.
"Nothing," grumbled Dan, not even looking up from his coffee.
"Come on," said Sandy, "I'm not blind. It's obvious that you and Gina have had a fight. Now do you want to tell me about it?"
"Just let me ask you one thing," he said, "Where were you and Gina for so long yesterday night?"
"I promised my sister I wouldn't tell," lied Sandy.
"Look," said Dan, "I'm her husband, I have a right to know what my wife is doing."
"Alright," said Sandy, "We went to the Pine Inn. It's a little bar down the road a little. We had some drinks, and then...."
"Yes," said Dan.
"Then Gina started flirting with one of the men there," lied Sandy, "You have to remember that we had been drinking, and she was kind of tipsy, or else she never would have done something like that."
"And then?" asked Dan, getting madder by the second.
"Well," she continued, "He bought us some drinks, and we sat around and talked, and Gina got drunker and drunker. After awhile, the man left, and then Gina told me she was going out for some air, and that I shouldn't leave until she came back."
"What happened then?" asked Dan.
"She left," responded Sandy, "and I sat there, and sat there, waiting for her to come back. It took awhile, and when she did return, she was exhausted. So I put her in the car and drove her home."
"Did she meet that guy?" asked Dan.
"I wouldn't know," replied Sandy, "But even if she did, she wasn't gone that long. I mean nothing could have happened between them."
Dan thought back on how quickly it had happened between Sandy and him, and knew that anything was possible.
Far from the house, unaware of what her sister was saying, Gina was riding the horse quickly. She was making the horse move at a brisk gallop, as if trying to run away from her troubles.
It felt good to have the big animal between her legs. Its powerful body seemed as if it would protect her from her problems. But it could not protect her from her thoughts. The image of her on the bed, twisting and jerking as three men slipped their cocks into her and felt up her hot body remained stuck in her mind.
"How could I do it?" she kept asked herself.
She felt a tear drop from her eye, and she pulled the horse to a stop. She climbed off the steed and stood in the tall grass, watching the wind blow the blades of grass, making them sway back and forth.
The behavior of her sister was just as confusing. She seemed to enjoy all the perverse things that were happening to her, and she had certainly enjoyed the fucking she had gotten from Sam.
As she thought about her sister, Sandy was stretched out on the kitchen table, with her pants and panties on the floor, and her legs spread, allowing Dan's cock to stab into her hot snatch.
"Oh, Dan," said Sandy, as she pushed him away from her, keeping his dick head just barely touching her snatch, "Do you really think we should. I mean, I know we did it before, but that was just one of those mad moments. This is different."
Dan kept thinking of Gina, and of all the things she had probably done for that man she met at the bar.
"Yes," he replied, "I want you Sandy, more than anything else in the world. I want to feel my dick inside your cunt."
"But what about Gina?" asked Sandy.
"To hell with Gina," snarled Dan, and he forced his dick into her cunt.
Sandy's twat was already hot and wet, as she had been waiting for the man's dick to penetrate her. It felt terrific having the rubbery dick forcing its way into her moist passage.
Dan did it slowly this time, making the head of his cock nudge and push past her loose lips on its way deep into her pussy. The fat head pressed and slid along the wet walls, giving Sandy shivers as it did so.
As he pushed into her, he was also grinding his hips around and around, in a small circle, thus making the dick wiggle and twist as it drove into her cunt. It pushed against all sides of her cunt as it slid into her, and she could hardly contain herself as he pushed his dick into her.
"Like it?" asked Dan.
"Yes," gasped Sandy.
Her eyes were closed, and her head tossed back, letting her beautiful blonde hair flow down over her shoulders. She had not yet removed her shirt, and Dan rectified this situation as he slid his tool into her quivering muff.
He almost tore the buttons loose as he did so, and in the twinkling of an eye, he had her shirt open, exposed her full, bra-covered knockers. The firm globes were clearly visible through the flimsy fabric of her bra, and he could see her nipples trying to rip out of the cups as they grew long and pointy under his sexual assault.
He pulled the top off her completely, but left her boobs in her bra. Somehow, it made them seem all the more provocative. He reached over and took hold of the two lace-covered tits and squeezed gently.
"Ohhh, Dan," moaned Gina's sister.
He smiled at her lust, and as his pecker finally got all the way into her cunt, he grabbed her tits and shook them. The bounced and quivered as he did so, with the nipples sticking straight up into the air.
Now his prick rested motionless inside her. He just let it sit there, spreading her cuntal walls, resting its spongy head against her cervix.
"You want some more?" he asked her.
"You know I do," she responded.
"Then tell me," he laughed, "Tell me how hot you are. Tell what a little piece of hot cunt you are, and what you want me to do."
Sandy liked this little game. It was the other thing that Sandy missed about making love with animals, they could not talk.
"I'm dying for you to fuck me," she explained, "My cunt is aching, throbbing, waiting for you to take that long, fat dick of yours and slam it in and out of me. In and out, as hard as you can, until my cunt can't stand it anymore. And then, you'll shoot a nice load of milky jism into me, so that my hole can be all wet and scummy."
This little speech drove Dan wild, and grasping her tits for leverage, he began to pound his cunt like crazy. His dick flew in and out of her twat, pulling the lips delightfully out with each stroke, and in with the next.
He wanted to fuck Sandy until she could not walk anymore. He wanted to fuck her over and over again, until countless loads of scum were deposited in her hot slot, with each stroke, he thought of Gina, and wished that she knew that he was fucking her sister. It would teach her a good lesson, to see him driving his meat into her sister's throbbing pussy.
But Gina was not the one who was watching them. It was Anna who stood in the doorway, having first been attracted by Sandy's foul language. Her eyes were wide as she saw the blonde take the fat tool into her hot muff.
The young girl remembered how big and fat the cock had been the time she had sucked it off, and she was amazed that Sandy's cunt could fit all of it inside. She wondered if her little slit could take it all.
Sandy and Dan were both oblivious to the teenager, as they fucked on the table. The pretty beauty contest winner was thrashing about wildly now, throwing her arms about and tossing her head back and forth as she was mercilessly fucked by Dan's dripping tool.
In her passion, she was knocking over the bowls and dishes on the table, upsetting the jar of homemade jam as well. Dan spied the jam, and tearing her bra off, spread it all over her tits. He used his fingers as a spoon, and the first contact of the cool jam to her skin, made Sandy jump in surprise.
She felt goose-bumps break out all over her body, and then she felt the sticky mess being smeared all over her jutting tits, over the erect nipples, and into the hot cleavage. When Dan was finally done, he licked his fingers clean, and then went to work on her chest.
"Oh, my god!" yelled Sandy.
Dan's tongue flicked against her nipple, licking a seed of it and teasing it as well. He soon began to lap and the swell of her right breast, using short, quick stabs that caused her cunt to throb.
She opened her eyes and watched the man's tongue slide obscenely over her jam-smeared jugs. He was licking away at her in the most tantalizing manner, cleaning her jugs of the messy jam little by little.
He was still fucking her, but the tempo had slowed, and now it was wild blasting. Sandy enjoyed it, for she knew that this would prolong her pleasure and she wanted that very badly.
Slowly and pleasurably, all of the jam was licked ofer her tits, and Dan was now nuzzling between her boobs, cleaning the jelly from her hidden valley. He pressed his face between her tits, and felt the soft mounds shake and shiver to his darting tongue.
"Oh, Dan, you do it so good," admitted Sandy.
Anna was unable to simply stand around and watch any longer. Her small hand was now up under her dress and rubbing at her hot clit, making it burn like fire as she watched Dan and Sandy get it on.
She knew exactly where to touch, for she had played with herself before, but this time, it required much less time to work herself up to a frenzy. The heated sex between Dan and Sandy was serving to do that.
As she stood there, ans watched the slick, red pole stab in and out of Sandy's splayed cunt, Anna decided to try something new, and slipping her hand into her panties, she sent her middle finger up into her hot cunt.
The result was electric. A wave of lust smashed over her, and she thought that she was going to drop to her knees for a second. She left the finger there inside for awhile, until she could control herself, and then she began to slide it in and out, just as Dan was doing with his dick into Sandy's wet cunt.
Now all three of them were approaching their own orgasm, and Dan completed his cleaning of Sandy's magnificent breasts, and was chewing on the nipples teasingly. He bit down into them only enough to cause her the slightest pain, and a great amount of pleasure.
His teeth sunk into the pliant flesh and the hard nipples pressed back at the teeth, yeilding ever so grudgingly. Once released, they slowly resumed their original shape. Then he bit them again, switching off from one tit to the other, never allowing Sandy to become used to the pain.
It seemed that Sandy's orgasm would never come, Dan was teasing her so terribly, but of course, it did, and her body jerked about some as her cunt spilled it love nectar onto Dan's dick.
Once the man felt this, he took his mouth from her tits and began to slam his cock in and out of her pussy. He went at it like a wildman, as if his life depended on it, and soon he had Sandy's body flying all over the large table.
Anna was coming as well, and the young girl shivered as she stood there, feeling her cunt spasming for the first time due to her inserted finger. The digit had stopped its steady ramming now, and merely sat inside her cunt as it quivered. "Enjoy it while you can, bitch," said Dan, "because I'm going to come inside your cunt any second now." He felt his balls banging against her as he spoke, and knew that his orgasm was not far off. He felt the sperm being fed up into his dick by his balls, and then it rushed to the head and fired out into Sandy's wet cunt.
It felt like an explosion had torn the head of his cock off, as the semen unloaded into her hole, leaving thick, slimy globs of scum inside her. The pungent liquid drooled slowly from her twat as he kept ramming his dick in and out of her, and sticky ropes stretched between his balls and her ass.
"That was great," he sighed.
He pulled his cock from her and let it slap on the kitchen table. The shriveling tool slithered along the wood, leaving a slimy track as it did so.
Anna was already gone. She had rushed away the moment he had begun to pull his tool from Sandy's cunt. She knew there would be trouble if Sandy had seen her there. She was hoping that next time she was with Dan, he would fuck her too.
"We better get cleaned up before Gina gets home," said Sandy.
The two of them went to the shower, and got lathered up. Dan felt wonderful rubbing his hands all over Sandy's soapy body, feeling her soft flesh bounce against his hands. At the same time, she was washing his body as well, running her hands over his muscular chest, strong arms and powerful legs.
She paid particular attention to his crotch. She fondled the soft balls and the limp dick teasingly as she washed them. Her hands were very lathery, and the white suds fell from the cock like another load of scum.
Dan was surprised to feel himself becoming aroused again, even thought it had only been a short while since he had shot off in Sandy's pussy. Sandy could tell he was getting hot as well, for his dick was starting to swell, and his balls were beginning to tighten up.
"Come over here and get rinsed off," she told him.
They stood under the lukewarm water together, and the shower began to wash away all of the suds. Sandy ran her hands briskly over his body, making sure it was squeaky clean. She dropped to her knees in the tub and personally washed the suds off his dick and balls.
By now the cock was semi-erect, and the balls had shrunken down to a heated state. She looked up at him with a devilish smirk on her face and then kissed the head of his dick.
"Sandy," he moaned.
She kissed him again, and again, covering his rubbery shaft with hot kisses. Then her tongue lashed out of her mouth, and snaked all over his throbbing pole. It slithered over every inch of Dan's dick, and finally, when she reached the tip, she slid the organ between her wet lips.
Dan could only shiver, as he stood there under the cascading water and felt the woman blowing him. Sandy found it very pleasant to feel the dick growing to its full size when it was already in her mouth. The tool seemed alive, as it twisted and squirmed, growing longer and harder, pushing deeper and deepr into her mouth.
She had no trouble accommodating it of course, as she had blown Able many times over the years, and she allowed Dan to press his prick all the way into her throat. Dan was delighted at this, for Gina was never able to take his full length in her mouth. She always gagged when he got to her tonsils.
Sandy, on the other hand, had his entire length shoved down her throat, and did not seemed to mind it at all. In fact, she seemed to enjoy it. There was an undeniable look look of ecstasy on her face, as her lips wrapped around the fat prong, her neck arched so that all of it could fit down her throat.
"Suck me off," Dan hissed.
He put his hand on the top of her head and began shoving it back and forth over his dick.
Sandy did not have to be told, and her head moved wildly along the slick monster, forcing it all the way down, past her tonsils and into her velvet passage. There was no stopping her as she sucked on him, pulling at his dick so hard it seemed as if she wanted to tear it off and swallow it whole. In a very short time, under the lustful sucking of Sandy's tongue, Dan was ready to come again. He felt the pressure building in his balls, and his dick getting rock hard.
"I'm going to come," he informed her in a gasp.
She already knew this, and she felt her cunt tingling at the mere thought of it. Her stomach was tightening in anticipation, and after a few more licks with her tongue, Dan unloaded into her hungry mouth.
Sandy made sure the dick was lodged all the way in the back of her throat as he came, and the scum splashed down her throat and directly into her belly. It tasted all salty and musky, and the heavy wads dripped along her soft passage.
She kept sucking him, pulling load after load into her hungry mouth, drinking down every drop of the thick fluid, gulping it down like it was water instead of semen, until his balls were milked dry, and there was nothing left.
"Now we're finished," she smiled.
They dried each other off, and Sandy was thinking what a lovely summer it had been so far.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Gina stayed out most of the time now. She did not like being around Dan or her sister, and she spent most of her time with the horses, riding along, or just walking with them along the side of a stream.
They were far more beautiful and intelligent than she had imagined, and each of them seemed to have a distinct personality.
She would usually come back towards the evening, around dinner time, but this time she had stayed out extra late, because Sandy was having a little get together at the house. She did not want to take the chance that one of the three men that had gang-banged her would be there and see her.
So she stayed away until it was dusk, and then rode in and went straight forjhe barn. When she got inside, she pulled the saddle off the horse and put it in the stall, and sat down on some hay.
She could hear music coming from the house, and she did not want to go inside. As she recalled the night the three men had fucked her, her cunt began to throb. She had not fucked with Dan for some time now, as their fight dragged on, and she was hot.
She looked around, made sure she was alone, and pulled her pants down, slipping her panties off as well. Then she put her hand over her cunt and began rubbing. It did not feel very good at first, but after a short while, it became very pleasant, and she lay back on the pile of hay while she played with herself.
Her fingers roamed over her steamy pussy, playing with the lips, tickling the sensitive clitoris, and finally delving inside the warm hole. She was only slightly moist, but as soon as her finger began to move in and out, she got wet quick.
Her fingers were flying now, as she shoved two of them in and out of her cunt, making believe it was a cock, and her other hands spread apart the folds covering her clit, and were working the tender bud.
She was so involved with what she was doing, that she did not hear someone approaching the barn. It was Sandy. The pretty blonde had become bored with the party and had decided she would go for a night ride on Hotspur.
The moment she entered the barn, she knew something was up. The horses were jittery, and that meant that something was going on in the barn. Sandy stood very still, and listened, and she discerned a soft moaning coming from a far corner.
She crept around silently, not making a sound, and finally sneaking up on Gina as she lay in the hay, fingering herself. Sandy could not believe her eyes. There was her sister, rubbing her cunt like a little girl, and obviously having a ball. Behind her, the horses panted loudly, smelling the odor of Gina's hot pussy. Sandy got a terrible idea, and she went over and released Hotspur from his stall. The horse immediately went over to the prone form of the petite woman and glared at her.
Gina was not aware of the horse's presence, she was so involved in pleasing herself. The first she knew of it, was when Hotspur reached down and sent his tongue sliding over her spread snatch and hands.
Gina's eyes jumped open, and she was relieved to see it was only a horse that had somehow gotten loose from its stall. The horse licked again, and Gina felt a new sensation of lust spreading over her. It was much more intense than the one she was creating.
Her hands slowly, reluctantly, dropped from her cunt, and she let the horse lick her again. It felt wonderful. The horse's tongue was wide and rough, and pulled at her tender cunt lips and clitoris with just the right pressure.
She spread her legs wider, allowing the horse more access to her hot pussy. Hotspur licked again, this time poking its tongue deeper into her slit. It tasted her sweet dew and began to lap at her more urgently.
Sandy was watching the entire thing, smiling broadly, and laughing as her sister allowed this animal to service her. Slowly but surely, a bizarre scheme formed in the blonde's mind, and she watched with increased interest as the horse licked Gina's cunt.
By now, the little brunette was beside herself with passion. The cunt licking she was getting from the horse was better than any she had ever felt. She had always loved being eaten out, but this hot, rough tongue was the best she had ever felt.
With each lash, her heart pounded, and she found herself groaning louder and louder as she lay in the hay, letting thee horse eat her out.
"That's the way, boy," she muttered, "Lick my cunt nice and gentle like that," said Gina in her lust.
The horse was not listening, of course, but its instincts kept it licked her twat, trying to get deeper and deeper into her snatch, where all of her hot juices sat. The fat tongue was pressed all the way into her hole now, and the horse's wet nose rested on her pubis.
Gina's head was thrown back, her eyes closed, and her hands digging into the dry hay, as she pushed her cunt at the horse's tongue. She had never dreamed that a cunt-licking could be so good.
Over and over again, the horse's tongue stroked her clit, making it swell to an even greater size, as she submitted to the beast's pink spear.
All around her, people were moving, but she was unaware of this. Sandy had returned to the house, and told certain members of the party, all men, that there was something going on in the barn that they should see. Now they were all gathering about the lewd spectacle, watching as the delicate, young woman squirmed under the pleasing tongue of the big stallion.
Gina was unaware that she was the center of attraction, and she continued to rest on the bale of hay as the horse licked her cunt. She was too hot to be thinking of anything else, and he chest was heaving at every one of Hotspur's licks.
That was when Sandy whistled. She did it once, quite sharply, and the stallion jumped up on the bale of hay, its groin directly over Gina's wet, quivering pussy. In the light of the barn, the crowd could see that the horse's immense dick was already out of its sheath. The dripping red tool hovered over Gina's twat, and the horse's hips were already beginning to move.
Gina finally opened her eyes, as she missed the wild cunt-lapping she was getting, and looked down to see the horse's dick moving towards her cunt. Her face became a mask of terror, as she saw what was going to happen.
"NO!" she screamed.
At that moment, the horse's cock found its mark, and several inches of the big, red tool slid into the woman's unpreapred cunt.
"UNGH!" grunted Gina in a mixture of pain and disgust.
She could feel the tremendous heat of the stallion's cock as it began to push further and further into her wet twat. Sandy had walked out of the shadows now, and approched Gina as she lay pinned under the horse, impaled on the hot dick.
"You might as well lay back and enjoy it," she smiled to her sister, "Hotspur won't stop. You're going to be fucked by that sixteen inch dick of yours until you get a nice, big, steaming wad of horse scum in your pussy."
"Oh, God!" screamed Gina, "You can't mean it? You wouldn't actually let me get fucked by a horse, would you?"
"I really have no choice," smiled Sandy, "After all, you don't want to disappoint your audience, do you?"
Gina turned her gaze and saw about a dozen men sitting around with smiles on their faces, watching inch after inch of stiff horse cock pushing into her tight pussy.
"God, no," muttered Gina in humiliation, "You can't. Please, stop it. STOP IT!" she begged.
Sandy just smiled, and Hotspur kept forcing his tool back and forth into the unwilling woman's cunt. Her holes were very tight, and the immense dick was unable to fit in one swift stab, so the horse was frantically working its dick in and out of the quaking pussy, forcing it in little by little.
Gina was struggling wildly now, trying to get up and off the hay, but she was caught by the rock hard dick of the horse, and could not move. Sandy grabbed her blouse and tore it off, leaving the small woman completely naked in front of the crowd.
Everyone was talking lowly now, and some of them were yelling obscene things to Gina as she was ravaged by the horse. Every stab of the stallion's phallus brought another tear to her eyes, and she was sobbing and crying hysterically, as she last few inches of raw horse meat was shoved into her aching pussy.
Then Hotspur went wild, and really began slamming it to Gina, his hips flying back and forth, sinking the huge cock in and out of her cunt at a terrifying rate. The small brunette's entire body was shaking, convulsing from shame as well as pain, as she was horse-fucked in front of this gang of men.
But as she lay there, and felt the hot cock plowing in and out of her, she began to feel another sensation crawling up on her, and that was lust. She found her sobs were no longer ones of pain, but uncontrolled passion, as the steed shafter her over and over again, spreading her pussy as it had never been spread before, and filling her with cock like there was no end.
The crowd began to sense that there was a subtle change going on in the bucking young woman as well. They could see her agonized face change to one of unbridled passion, as the huge beast hovered over her and slammed its dripping cock into her pussy.
"No, no," muttered Gina, but the cries were without emotion, and shortly they changed to, "Oh! Oh! Oh!"
Now she was really getting into it, and she found her hips involuntarily moving up to meet the punishing prick of the animal. She found herself shivering in delight at the mere thought of being fucked to death by the snorting horse.
"Starting to like it, aren't you?" grinned Sandy, as she looked closely at Gina's contorted face, "You love the way it feels to have your pussy stuffed with hot, animal meat, don't you, little sister?"
Gina said nothing, for she could not deny that Sandy was right, and she felt too ashamed to admit that she was enjoying her animal rape. But as the cock slammed in and out of her, she grew hotter and hotter, and she felt herself building to a fantastic orgasm. And as the juices dripped into her hole, the words poured out of her mouth.
"Ohhhhh," she moaned, "Yes. YES! I love it. I love this horse cock in me. I want to be fucked and fucked by it. Fuck me!" she screamed.
Everyone began to laugh, and in the back of the barn, no one noticed a newcomer to the scene. He had arrived just in time to hear Gina's passionate words, and he looked in shock at his wife as she was fucked by the monster phallus.
Dan could not believe that Gina's small cunt had been able to accommodate the huge dick of the horse, but there was the proof in front of him. At first, as he watched the obscene sight of his lusting wife, begging for more dick, as the horse's cock slammed in and out of her cunt, he flew into a rage.
But as he watched her straining form, and listened to her loud groans, he began to get more aroused. He felt his dick swelling as did every other man in the room, and he merely sat back and watched as his wife got it from the stallion.
Gina was out of her mind with lust now, and Sandy felt it was time to introduce the co-star of this scene. She snapped her fingers, and Red, the Irish Setter, jumped up on the bale of hay, positioning its cock directly over Gina's face.
Sandy took Gina's hand, and placed it on the dog's pecker. The red tool was already out of the hairy sheath, as it had been smelling the musky odor of sex as Gina was fucked.
The small hand closed on the heated dick, and Gina's eyes opened slowly, to see herself pumping on the thin, long dick of a dog. The tool was dripping white fluid all over her neck, and it was twitching and jumping as she stroked it.
"Suck it," whispered Sandy in her ear.
Gina shook her head, her face showing disgust.
"Suck it," repeated Sandy, "You wouldn't want to disappoint your audience, would you?"
"Oh, no, no," muttered Gina feebly, feeling her mounting lust getting the better of her.
It seemed as if there were two of her in one body, as she pulled the dog's dick down to her parted lips. One of them was revolted and horrified by what she was doing, while the other self wanted the dog's cock in her mouth, as she was fucked by the horse. The passionate side prevailed, and the red hot dog dick was sucked into her hungry orifice.
As soon as the prick got inside her mouth, the dog began humping away, driving the tool feverishly between her pretty lips. Gina closed her eyes again, and just let her body and mind float with the wonderful sensations that were filling her.
Her entire body was ricking to the stiff fucking she was getting from the horse, and she could feel his erect dick getting hotter and hotter as he shafted her. At the same time, her tongue was licking the dog's slippery tool all over, tickling the pointed tip, and drinking down all the clear pre-come.
Suddenly, Gina felt complete, as she heard the crowd whistling in delight around her, and felt the two animal cocks tearing into her throbbing body. This was all she had ever dreamed about, being so fulfilled that she did not want anything more.
She wanted her double fucking to go on forever, thrilling at every instant the animal's dicks plowed in and out of her holes. But nothing good lasts forever, and it was the dog that came first, as it began spewing its salty, steaming load into her mouth.
The spunk was far stronger than any she had ever tasted before, and she almost gagged on the first bolt, but she kept her head and continued sucking, drawing all of the slimy jism into her warm receptacle and keeping her tongue lashing along the sticky rod.
Wad after wad of slimy sperm was swallowed down by the petite woman, until she had drained the dog dry, and cleaned his quickly deflating pecker with her tongue. She could feel the blobs in scum still clinging to her teeth, and the roof of her mouth was coated with a layer of the hot spunk.
When the dick pulled out of her mouth, Sandy was delighted to see thick, snotty strand of scum stretching between Gina's smooth lips.
Then the horse seemed to go wild, and as Gina felt herself coming, the horse came too. Hotspur began to snort and bellow, as it emptied its huge load of semen into the frail woman's willing cunt.
"I'M COMING!" screamed Gina, and she began to jump about as well, feeling her cunt juices flooding over the steaming cock that was still plowing into her.
In and out the horse rammed his spitting tool, instantly filling Gina's cunt to over-flowing. The hot, white juice leaked out of her twat and other her ass cheeks, spilling finally onto the floor.
The actions of both Gina and Hotspur were so wild, that the horse's dick became dislodged from the woman's cunt, and the milky semen began to splash all over Gina's sweaty body.
"Ohhhhhhh," sighed the woman, at the feel of this final humiliation.
The salty scum litterally rained down on her twitching body, spraying all over her small, firm tits and flat belly. It was like water, pouring down on her, running all over her torso, dripping down her legs and making her all wet and slimy with horse come.
Finally, the stallion was done, and it jumped down and walked away, leaving Gina totally limp on the bale of hay. All of the men who had been looking at the wild scene remained silent, looking at Gina's dripping form.
Her body was white with the horse's scum, and the thick globs of cream dripped slowly down her arms and legs. She was breathing slowly, trying to recover from her ordeal, as they all left the barn.
Sandy looked at her sister's wet, quivering form and began to think how easy it would be to arrange for all of the six horses to fuck her, one after another.
EPILOGUE
Inside, her entire body was wracked with pains, as her limbs still quivered with receeding lust. She could feel the scum from the horse drying on her limp body, and could smell its strong aroma as it sat on her.
She could feel her sister stroking her wet hair, but then she saw something that made her heart race and caused tears to drop from her eyes. Her husband was walking towards her, his face an angry mask, bright red and teeth clenched.
"You dirty slut," he snapped at her, "I saw you, you know, like all the rest, while you let a horse fuck you. A horse!" he screamed. "And as if that wasn't bad enough, while the horse rammed its giant tool into that pretty cunt of yours, you forced a dog dick into your mouth and blew it at the same time!"
He was unbuckling his pants now, tearing them off, to reveal his own, stiff, red organ. Gina began to whimper afresh, for she felt certain what was going to happen next, but as she struggled and tried to get up, her sister's hand held her steady.
"Since you let animals fuck you," yelled Dan. "You let a horse shoot his scum into you, and you eat dog sperm, I'm certain you won't mind me shafting you!"
Saying this, he climbed on top of his scummy wife and stuffed his dick into her sire cunt. Gina gasped in pain, but he ignored this, and plowed into her wildly, as she lay squirming and writhing under him.
All the time, Sandy was stroking her sister's head, much like she pet Hotspur when she was having a good time. Every time Gina uttered a weak cry or moaned in passion, Sandy felt her cunt twitch. She watched in ecstasy as Dan's tool plunged in and out of her sister's unresisting body.
"Take this, and this, and this, you little slut!" screamed her husband.
His massive tool was tearing in and out of her cunt, as he leaned over her, not touching her slimy body with his. From this distance, he could clearly see the globs of horse jism that rested in thick puddles all over his wife's tits and belly and arms.
He felt as if he were fucking an animal rather than his wife, and in a short while, he felt himself coming.
"Here it comes!" he roared, "Just what you like, bitch, nice hot spunk."
He sprayed his load into her cunt while she sobbed and heaved convulsively, then he climbed off her and walked out of the barn.
Sandy patted her sister's head and whispered in her ear.
"Don't worry, darling," she said, "This is just the start. The summer is just beginning, and your going to have more and more fun just like this."
And as Gina froze in terror, she could hear the stallions snorting in approval.
Gina looked up at her sister with terror in her eyes and said, "I can't."
"That's what you think today," smiled Sandy, "But after a nice, long bath, during which you can wash all of that slimy horse scum off your nubile body, you will begin to see things in a different light. Believe me."
"No, no," cried Gina fsebly, as her body heaved with sobs.
Able came in then, and wrapped a blanket around Gina's naked, dirty body and picked her up.
"Take her into the house," Directed her sister.
The handyman did that, and Sandy lingered behind, to pet Hotspur and think about how rewarding the evening had been.
Gina was bathed and then put to bed, and she fell into a deep sleep. She only woke towards evening of the next day, and Anna, the little mute girl brought in her meal. She ate heartily, and kept her mind from thinking about what had happened the previous night.
But try as she might, she was not able to block it out, and as she ate her food, she could still feel the dog's cock poking into her mouth, shooting its thick load down her throat, and she recalled the horse's dick, and most of all, she thought of the fucking Dan had given her.
