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Pamela's Beautiful Stallion (MF, F/horse)
by Anonymous Author (1995)
Pamela and her horse 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 stLesh. 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.
Then, there was a noise behind her, and she turned to see a lean, dark
man walking towards her.
"Ah, there you are, Lesh, she said, as she closed the door of the
stall. I want Bukaro wiped down and brushed. And make sure you take
the bridle and harness off him."
"Wipe the 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."
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 unbuckled his dirty overalls, and pulled themm 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.
Pamela 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 a 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 seemedto be artificial, it was so big and red, and the
entire pole was bobbing up and down as he looked at her body.
Pamela had shoulder length, dirt-blonde hair, and a baby-doll face. It
was like a 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 in front of this man.
"You suck," he muttered to her, as he wagged his dick at her.
"Oh, she purred, Lesh wants his big, fat, disgusting dick be 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 ovalled 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.
She smiled at his expression, and then began to lick the fat, deformed
head. Her soft tongue slid over the heated cockhead, licking and
slurping along the smooth surface. The man was literally trembling
with lust as he stood there and let her lick his massive member.
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 precome as it leaked out of Lesh's
tool.. He 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.
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 Pamela thrashed about in the hay, wild with the desire.
Then he grabbed her legs in his strong arms and lifted them into the
air, doubling the blonde over, and pressed his huge dick into her
cunt.
The monster head just stuck there for a second, and it seemed
impossible that the narrow slit would be Lesh to take the wide head,
but Lesh just kept pushing, and the head of the dick squeezed together
slightly, as Pamela's cunt widened and with a quick stab, the head was
inside her.
This was when Pamela really began to go wild, and she bucked and
squirmed as the tip of the dick forced its way painfully uo all the
way inside her hot channel.
"Oh, God! she screamed, Oooh!, you're killing me, Lesh! Fuck!
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. Lesh
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 Pamela 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. Pamela 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 Pamela liked. She
loved to feel her cunt walls stretched to their limits, and his 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. The blonde was convulsing on the hay, as he fucked her
harder and faster with his monster cock. The thick meat pole was
jamming in and out of her cunt with increased ferocity, and this, in
turn, was increasing Pamela's lust. She felt as if they were an
audience that was judging her performance, and as she lay there, ahe
began to smell their musky odor, just as they were smelling hers. She
wondered how many of their phallus were moving out of their sheaths as
they watched her getting fucked.
And as she wondered, and was rammed again and again by Lesh's thick
cock, she came. Her body froze, and the walls of her pussy spasmed and
dripped onto the mercilessly fucking rod. Her body finally went limp,
as the climax ended, and Lesh kept fucking her limp form.
"Lesh 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.
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
totally, and then leaking out of her and running onto the ground. It
was only after the last glob of jism had dripped inside Pamela'scunt
that Lesh 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.
Pamela 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...
Part II
When she went to bed that night, she was still thinking about these
things, and she was lying awake in her bed. In the distance, she could
hear the sound of Bukaro snorting. She could tell it was him and she
also knew what he wanted. Finally, she was Lesh to stand it no more,
and she ran into the warm night and into the barn.
"I heard you, she said to the horse, and I know what you want, but I'm
so tired. Lesh really wore me out. He was a pretty good fuck."
Pamela walked close next to the horse, her naked leg brushing up
against his leg. She pressed her hanging boobs against his chest, and
she felt her nipples growing rock hard as they rubbed over his fur.
She grabbed the skimpy cover and stripped it off, standing naked in
the gloomy light.
Next, she was lying on the hay, smelling the strong odor of the horses
while fingering her cunt. After a short while, she felt herself
getting wet, and she knew it was the time to spread her lips. She
parted the loose, outer folds, an then sent a finger-tip sliding
against her warm slit. Each and every touch brought an electric shock
to her cunt. She was twisting and moaning on the hay now, as her
fingers slipped deeper and deeper into her hot box.
After a while, 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
stallion was her prize.
She crouched under the heavy belly of the horse, 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. Pamela first touched the
balls to see how much cum was waiting inside them. They were
medium-size, meaning that there was a nice load of stringy cum inside,
but not a really heavy one, like Bukaros sometimes had. She was not
surprised, as she had been fucked by the horse less than two days ago.
The testicles were large, about the size of two hands, and very hairy.
As she grabbed and fondled his balls, a wet, pink tip appeared at the
end of the dark sheath. The animal was getting very aroused by the
blonde's ball cupping, and its lengthening rod showed it.
"That's a good boy, cooed Pamela, her cunt twitching in excitement as
she watched more and more of the bright pink shaft appear. Get that
horse dick of yours out. Get that dick nice and hard and long and get
ready to use it one Pamela's poor little cunt".
The dick of the horse was already incredibly long and continued to
slip from the sheath. It was almost thirteen inches long, and much
fatter than a man's cock. Finally, the entire thing was slippery wet
and ready to shove itself into the blonde's willing twat.
"Oohhh", moaned Pamela 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. The horse stamped
about in lust.
"Calm down, calm down," muttered Pamela, 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 fat it was. It felt as if there were a bone
running along the side of it.
Now, both hands were on the tool, as the horse tried to remain still,
but felt the woman stroking his massive cock. One hand was sliding
along the entire tool, ever so slowly. 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 cock was jumping about in her
hands, but then she drew her face closer to it, her eyes wide and
locked on the dripping phallus, her tongue running over her dry lips.
She was happy servicing her pets and one of the things ahe 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. She felt her full lips slipping over the wet
horse's meat, drawing some of its dick slime into her mouth. Soon, the
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 his horse-sized tool. The horse loved it and
let its lovely human master lick and suck its cock as long as it
wanted. Pamela worked over every inch of that stallion's pecker with
her tongue and lips, until it was wet with saliva. Then 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 shivered at the
perversity of the act she was about to do.
Then her tongue flicked out, as always, and touched the slit. She
could feel each surge of blood moving through its dick and around her
tongue.
She opened her mouth wide, and pulled her lips as far as they would
go, and forced the horse's cock into her pretty mouth. It was a
difficult feat, which she had practiced many times on Lesh. The man's
dick head was about the same size as a horse's dick. Now her lips were
just barely stretched around the width of the giant 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 it, 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 getiing it ready to be deposited inside her.
She sucked the horse as best as she could, thrilling to the thought
that a horse, in its natural life, never had its cock sucked. After a
while, the hose was dripping slime out of its dick without stop, and
she knew that he was ready.
"Alright big 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. Pamela lay very still, her big jugs sticking straight up
into the air, her nipples erect, her eyes shut and mouth open, as
stallion pre-cum dripped from the side of her mouth, and her legs were
wide open waiting to receive the stallion's jumbo-sized phallus. The
horse responded and jumped up and rode the prone blonde. His front
hooves thundered on the bale near the head, and his dick was just even
with her cunt. She was holding her breath, waiting for the divine
moment when the horse's prick would first enter her cunt.
Bukaro was jerking its hips violently forward now, its fat, wet cock
slamming against Pamela's inner thighs and ass. Stroke after stroke
missed, but the horse kept trying, as mother nature intended, and
finally, it home 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 her wildly shaking form or of her loud screams.
"Ahhh! God! You're killing me!" howled Pamela, as she squirmed and
fossed 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 didn't
care at all. This was what she lived for, to have her sweet little
tight cunt stuffed full of ramming horse meat, stabling and crashing
into her until she felt faint.
"Yes, yes, fuck it good, ram that horse dick home!" she moaned in
pain and pleasure.
The animal was trying to force all of its cock up inside the woman,
though that was impossible. That was one of the problems. The other
was that the prick 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.
Pamela 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 again, until its balls grew too tight and it sent its load of
horse cum into it. Pamela realized this, and loved it. She loved the
feeling of being a thing that was to be used and used over 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 the horse's semen until you were
overflowing. There was nothing Pamela enjoyed more in the world.
Over and over, the horse fucked her, as her shouts and its snorting
filled the quiet barn. In her lust, Pamela 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 bathed in their cum.
Now, she could think of nothing except the driving meat of Bukaro, 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. Then she came, her cunt juices
flooded over the immense pole on the animal, as it tore at her willing
hole, making it sticky and hot with its fucking. There was no escape
from the thrusting phallus, except for one, and that was in the form
of a cum bath for her vagina.
She lay there, rigidly riding out her own climax, feeling her cunt
spasmng and convulsing to the ramming cock, never getting a second
rest as she was fucked by the sweating horse.
Then it happened. With a final snort of air and steam from its widely
dialted nostrils, it came. The first bolt of cum to spurt into
Pamela's cunt was much like a human's, small amd warm, but then all
hell seemed to break loose, and the the semen began pouring in
torrents.
The horse's cum 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 balls of the stallion were contracting over and over
again, forcing its vile cum up and through the phallus and into
Pamela's hot little cunt. The tool was kicking and smashing against
the walls of her twat, almost liftin her body up as it did so,
spilling the seed into her happy cunt.
The cum gushed forth like a river. There was no holding it back and her
poor, tormented passage was soon unleashed to hold all of the horse
spunk. It begin 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 fell that fat horse cock pulling
apart her spread beaver as the cum pumped and pumped, overflowing from
her greedy cunt.
Eventually, it was over, and the horse dismounted her and went
snorting to the othr side of the stLesh. All Pamela 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 cum all over her lower
body, on her belly, legs, pubis and ass, still warm and sticky.
Her hands began to move then, rubbing over her aching tits, feeling
how hot and stiff they were, with the rubbery nipples topping themoff.
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 cummy belly. Her hands slide
over the slick jism, and smeared it all over her skin, rubbing it in
as if it were a beauty treatment.
Then, it was all over, and after a while, 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.
Part III
"How do you put up with Lesh?" asked Kirk, as he rubbed the brush
down on the horse.
"He's a very good handyman, very loyal, and dedicated, and useful in a
number of ways. I wouldn't trade him for three men", replied Pamela as
she walked towards him.
"It's a shame to neglect a woman like you," replied Kirk, as he shot a
quick glance at the jeans stretched tightly over the hips.
"Thank you. By the way, you're you're doing that wrong." She smiled
and walked over and took his hands in hers. Then she began rubbing the
horse in a circle once again.
"They like it this way, it follows the way their hair naturally
grows," she informed him, as she squeezed his hand.
As she moved his hand, she stroked down more and more on the animal's
body, until they were on his flank.
"Bukaro loves it right here, she told Kirk, but there again, I guess
we all love it a certain way, don't you think so, Kirk?"
She looked into his eyes, and their faces were just inches apart. As
she stood there next to him, Kirk 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 probably
drag a woman down on all fours, and fuck her from behind, like a
horse. Isn't that what you do, Kirk? Aren't you hung like a horse as
well?"
Her freehand left his crotch, and landed right on his already erect
organ.
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.
Kirk grabbed the front of her shirt and squeezed her magnificient
chest. Her boobs just sat there for him, allowing themeselves 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 ynk 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.
"Don't please, muttered Pamela, as Kirk tried to remove her bra, Think
of Jenny. She's my sister, we can't."
All the time, the blonde's hips pressed against Kirk's crotch, and
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.
Her pants were next to go. All the while, Pamela 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 Lesh to grab her firm asscheeks now, and squeeze them, impeded
only by the flimsy material of her panties. 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. She dipped into his crotch of his underwear and drew the
long, throbbing tool out and looked at it appreciatively. It was far
much bigger than she had expected, and she loved the thickness of it
as it sat in her hand pulsing. She stroked the monster tool teasingly.
"My, my, she giggled, you've sure got a very big one, Kirk. How does
poor little Jenny get it all in her. You must tear her apart."
"Just about," he grunted, as she kept fondling and stroking his
massive member.
"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
immediately sank to all fours, revealing her smooth, pale ass and her
hairy slot, and he droppped to his knees behind her.
He simply had the shaft pressed against her pussy, the swollen tip was
pressing against and stroking her clitoris, and she shuddered with
each touch.
"Oh, yes, Kirk, she sighed, take that horse's dick of yours and really
shove it up my aching pussy."
He smiled at her lust, and as his massive pecker finally got all the
way into her cunt, he grabbed her tits and shook them. Now, his prick
rested motionless inside her. He just let it sit there, spreading her
cuntal walls, resting its spongy head against her ervix.
"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."
Pamela liked this little game. It was the other thing that she misse
about making love with animals, they could not talk.
"I'm dying for you to fuck me, she said, 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 Kirk wild, and grasping her tits for
leverage, he began to pund his cunt like crazy. His dick flew in and
out of her twat, pulling the lips delightfully out ith each stroke,
and in with the next.
Pamela screamed 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.
Unknown to them, Jenny was just arriving at the house. She was hot and
flushed, as she pulled the horse up to the house. She ran to her room,
and found it empty also. Then she remembered that Kirk was supposed to
groom the horses, and she led the stallion over to the barn by the
bridle. But as ahe drew near to the barn, she heard someone yelling
and screaming. She stopped short, and then she recognized Kirk's
voice.
"That's right, Pamela, he was yelling harshly, take it, take every
inch of it into that well-used hole of yours!"
Jenny's mind froze in a minute, and she released the horse. She
discovered that the bottom of the side door was not locked. From where
she was kneeling, Jenny could hear the loud slaps as Kirk 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. Jenny
could not believe that her husband was cheating on her.
Her sister was beyond words now. 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.
On and on her husband went, calling Pamela worse and worse things as
he went along, and tore her cunt open with his enormous dick. Jenny
could not see Pamela'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 Kirk. She thought she could hear her sobbing, but she wasn't sure,
as her face was buried in the hay. Pamela 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, Lesh came walking up. He turned and stared
at the barn with 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 face,
adoring smile, and slender, girlish body. Now, she was crouched on
all fours, he was Lesh to get an even better view of her. The first
thing he looked at was her ass. He had a good view of it. Jenny had
put on a denim skirt in the morning, hoping to have a quick fuck in
the woods with Kirk, 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.
Lesh felt his tool throbbing as he looked at her bottom. As he
approached the barn, he could hear Kirk's wild swearings as well, and
he knew, even without looking inside, what was going on. He knew that
Pamela 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 Kirk in that manner.
He was very close to Jenny 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.
He had gotten behind her and reached out. He was pleased to see no
reaction, as she wasn't really even aware of Lesh's finger when it
touched her hot pubis. Lesh gently lifted up her skirt and slid her
panties off her cute asscheeks. They were so firm and round, and his
dick was threatening to rip out of his pants.
Jenny 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. Lesh knew
that she would be wet inside, and he whipped his dick out and
positioned himself behind the unsuspecting little young woman.
Suddenly, 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. Lesh's fat head pressed against
her hot, wet slit, and shoved.
It sank in only about half an inch at first, and the dick stood there,
jabbing into Jenny's surprised cunt. Then he grabbed the woman's thin
waist, and pushed again, thsi time sinking a little more in her cunt.
Needless to say, Jenny 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.
Lesh'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. Jenny'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 Kirk's and
Pamela's attention, and she would die of embarrassment.
Lesh was holding her slim, firm waist, kneading her pliant flesh in
his rough fingers, as more and more of his massive head pressed into
her small cunt hole. It was a wonderful feeling to him, for her cunt
was hot and wet, and it resisted his entrance. Little by little, it
was giving way, as the walls of her pussy stretched to fit this
impaling tool.
Jenny bit her thumb, as she tired to prevent herself from screaming at
the violent rape of her tiny hole. The pain was getting terrible now,
and she knew there was no escaping her attacker. All she could do was
lean there and take it to the hilt.
With a final lunge, he got the entire tip into Jenny'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 Lesh pushed forward, and
now sent the shaft of his dick worming up into her cunt. The slick
monster tore at Jenny's hot walls, bringing greater lust to her mind
and body, and she began to quake convulsively as she was shafted.
Lesh knew that this meant 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 stabbled by his tool. Her legs were spread wide apart, so that she
could accomodate more of his prick. And more was what she got, inches
more, until almost the entire tool was sunk in her dripping, aching
twat.
"Mmmm..." moaned Jenny to herself.
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
Pamela was the first.
She froze and her cunt exploded all around Kirk's fat stick. Kirk's
came next, only seconds after Pamela's climax. His dick jabbed all the
way into her twat, and he began pouring his hot cream into her already
dripping hole. His cum blasted out of him as if it were a missile,
searing the inside of her cunt, and banging against her cervix. It
made Pamela 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
pulled out the cummy dick, and dropped onto the hay next to the
beautiful woman.
Jenny had her own orgasm at that moment. It was the best she'd 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, extinguishing
the fire. As soon as Lesh 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 cuming and cuming.
But then, Lesh came. The handyman packed quite a wad, and the first
sticky bolt of it made Jenny almost black out in pleasure. It was so
hot and sticky... She could feel the splash of this stranger'scum
firing inside her vagina. She began shaking even more, and her whole
body became one, violent orgasm. It frightened Lesh so that he pulled
his dick out of the pretty woman and began shooting on her ass. He
held the dick between the cheeks, and let it fire up and splatter on
her lower back and dribble down onto her cheeks.
Jenny felt a strange mixture of degradation and delight in the fact 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 Jenny could feel her back and her ass
slick with come. Lesh wiped the head of his dick on her ass, and then
smeared some of the cum around with his fingers. It felt so good as he
rubbed it into Jenny's skin, and after a while, 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.
Jenny 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 ubder 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. As
she rode, all she could think about was the fantastic fucking she had
been given by the handyman.
"We'd better get up and dressed, suggested Pamela in tired tones,
Jenny may be back soon."
At the mention of his wife, Kirk grabbed his dick, stuffed it back
into his pants and zipped up. He could not believe what he had done.
"Don't worry yourself about that," she laughed.
Kirk calmed down, as he watched her snap her tight pants closed.
"Just remember one thing, Pamela told him, there's plenty more where
that came from. Just tell me when."
She walked out of the barn, and he followed her after a few seconds,
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...
END