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 HY4 Hot and Young - Pony Girl (Mf bd span toys anal oral)



   By billy69boy



   Disclaimer: All of my stories, and all the characters, are fictional,
and are not meant to resemble any real persons.  No underage people have
been harmed or otherwise exploited in the creation of this, or any, of my
fantasy stories.



   When I woke up, I looked around, trying to remember where I was.  It was
still light outside, but I could tell dinner was going to be late tonight.
My pussy was still hot, and my ass was packed with that horse tail butt
plug, burning my rectum like hot coals.

   Uncle Clyde was busy with barn chores when he saw me sit up.  My clothes
were nowhere to be found.  "Pony Girl" finally woke up, I heard him say. 
He walked over and told me it was time to get back to the house, but I
wasn't going to walk, I was going to prance back, just like the pony girl I
was.  He made me get down on all fours, and motioned for me to follow him
out the barn door.  As I crawled past him, he grabbed a riding crop off the
wall as he was closing the door.  As I made my way up the sandy path, my
uncle watched me from behind, occasionally slapping my ass cheeks with the
riding crop.  It stung a little at first, but it wasn't painful.  He was in
his glory, as he watched me prance, buck naked, my sweet young ass swaying
back and forth, with the horse tail swinging in time with my movements.

   He gave me a couple of swats on my pussy, which caused me to jump a
little bit.  He scolded me for getting out of cadence, whatever that was.
As I made my way farther up the path, he placed the riding crop against my
clit, and held it there.  My crawling motion caused my clit to rub up
against the leather tip of the crop, and I could feel myself getting
aroused again.

   I must have gotten distracted, because I finally heard him berate me for
veering off the path.  He made me stop and raise my body up straight, and I
sat back on my legs.  He told me to clasp my hands behind my back, and keep
them there.  My firm tits jutted out proudly, and he stopped momentarily
for a good look at them.  It looked like he was drooling a little.

   Then, without warning, he brought the riding crop around from behind his
back, and started slapping my breasts with it.  I reared back, but I kept
my hands locked behind me.  He slapped each side of one breast, and then he
turned to the other one.  He stung the bottoms of them, then the tops,
saving his best swings for my nipples.  Now, my tits were on fire too. 
They got red in a hurry, and he finally stopped stinging them.  My nipples
stood up straight and proud, and I was even more turned on.  I could feel
my juices trickling down my inner thighs.  Off we went again, and I
continued to feel the sting of leather on my ass cheeks and my pussy lips.

   We reached the footbridge, which was about the halfway point, when my
uncle demanded that I stop once again.  He discovered that his riding crop
was all wet from slapping my aroused pussy.  This wouldn't do, he told me,
and we'd have to rectify the situation.  He told me to put my head down on
my folded arms, and to stick my ass high up in the air.  Then, he reached
into his pocket, and pulled out a handful of smooth rocks that he had
collected from the stream earlier.  One by one, he pushed the stones deep
inside my pussy with his fingers....five, six, eight of them at least.  He
rubbed my clit with his thumb, making more of my girl juice come out.  Then
he picked up a handful of sand from the path, held it under my pussy, and
started packing it into my pussy with his other hand.  I was feeling itchy
right away, but the sensation of having my pussy packed with stones and
sand was overwhelming.  He repeated this until he had five handfuls of sand
packed tightly in my pussy.  The wetness seemed to have stopped, at least
for now.

   Taking advantage of my position, he grabbed my horse tail, and slowly
pulled the butt plug out of my ass, and dropped it in the sand.  He rolled
it around so the sand would cover it evenly.  He pulled the rest of his
river rocks out of his pocket, and pushed them, one by one, up my rectum.
Six times he plunged his finger up my ass, pushing stones in each time. 
Then he picked up the sand-covered butt plug, and shoved it back into my
ass.  Now, I was itching and feeling bloated, and I had a difficult time
"prancing" up the pathway.

   We finally got to the house, and he made me prance into the living room
and sit up on my folded legs.  I waited while he went to his desk and
pulled a pair of handcuffs from his drawer.  He put a wooden chair in front
of me and sat down.  As he fiddled with the cuffs, he wondered out loud
that, seeing as I obviously enjoyed tasting horse cum, maybe I'd like to
compare it to a man's cum.  I got a rush, knowing immediately where he was
heading with his inquiry.  I smiled shyly, and had a hard time concealing
my enthusiasm.  Uncle Clyde explained that truly good cocksuckers only use
their mouths.  They don't cheat by using their hands, as well.  For
training purposes, he would handcuff my hands behind my back, so I wouldn't
be tempted to cheat.  I tingled with anticipation, and sure enough, the
sand dam in my pussy broke, and my girl juices flowed out onto my legs
underneath me.

   Uncle Clyde stood up and pulled off his shorts, and sat back down.  Holy
crap, I couldn't believe how much bigger his cock was now, compared to how
it looked after his shower this morning.  He held it out with both hands,
and moved the chair closer to me.  He told me just what to do.  I started
gently licking around the head, then down his muscular shaft, up and down
and all around.  He lifted his cock meat up and showed me the little line
right under the head of it.  As ordered, I began licking the little line
with my hot tongue.  I worked my tongue around and around his cockhead,
then back underneath to his hot spot.  Then he told me to just keep my
mouth open, and to stick out my tongue and leave it out.  He pulled my head
a little closer, and placed the head of his cock ever so gently on my
tongue.  He started moving his body up and back, slowly running his cock
over my tongue.  His eyes seemed to glaze over somewhat, and I couldn't
believe my luck: Two different cocks in my mouth in one day.

   Now Uncle Clyde told me to wrap my hot teen lips around the head of his
cock.  I thought he was going to go out of his mind right then and there.
He took my head in his hands, and motioned for me to start moving it up and
back, sliding my lips along his cock shaft.  I began to get a rhythm going,
and he sat back in the chair with his eyes closed.  Soon, I was taking a
good deal of his shaft in my mouth, and I could feel his cock head hitting
the back of my throat.  I moved my head faster, and he let out a low moan.
I could already taste some of his cock juice on my tongue.  I could tell he
was getting antsy sitting in his chair, and suddenly, he stood up and
grabbed two fistfuls of my long blonde hair, and pulled me onto my knees.
He held my head still and tight, and he started to slam my mouth deeply and
furiously with his hot cock.  He pounded my mouth hard for what seemed like
forever, and I was so turned on, I thought I'd die.  He quickened his pace
even more until, finally he yelled for me to start swallowing.  As he
erupted into my eager mouth, I gulped and gulped as he pumped wave after
wave of his man jizz down my throat.

   He finally let go of my head, and he slumped back into his chair, eyes
closed, and breathing heavily.  I leaned forward, and managed to work my
tongue under his slippery cock head, and slip it back into my mouth.  I
sucked him tenderly, and then I bathed his entire sticky cock with my
tongue.

   He was nice and clean, but I left a mess of wet sticky sand on the
living room floor.  It was good in a way, because it reminded him that he
packed my holes quite thoroughly, and I would need his help to clear them.
He took off the handcuffs, and then he led me outside onto the front lawn.
He told me to stand up and face away from him, then to bend over and put my
hands flat on the grass, with my legs spread apart.  He slipped two fingers
up inside my pussy, and began pulling out gobs of sand, while he reached
around inside for the stones.  Eventually he found all eight of the stones
he'd packed into my pussy, but not before he brought me to orgasm once
again.  He seemed pleased with himself, watching my legs shudder
uncontrollably.

   Mercifully, he eased the pony plug slowly out of my ass next.  He dug
around in my asshole with one finger, twirling it around looking for more
stones.  He pulled out a bunch of sand before he could coax the six stones
out, but he finally got them all.  I'm pretty sure he ended up cleaning the
stones and saving them as keepsakes.

   When I stood up, he told me to go take a shower while he fixed us
dinner. He also instructed me to come to the table wearing my sheer red
nightie with the matching panties, and to bring down my three new toys.  On
second thought, he told me, forget the matching panties.

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