Pamela’s Beautiful Stallion

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 stall. 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 Buckaroo wiped down and
brushed. And make sure that you take the bridle and
harness off him as soon as possible.”

“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 that this young woman would demand of it.

They walked over to a big pile 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 them off. He was not wearing any
underwear, and his erect penis stood up at stiff
attention.

It was a fat monster and could be seen running down the
leg of his pants even when soft. The size of his tool
was immense, a full nine inches long, but the most
impressive part of it was the head. The man’s dick-head
was overly large and swollen, and sprouted like a
mushroom at the end of his cock. There was far too much
bulk there 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 with interest at the huge
dick. She was undoing her clothes as well, stripping
off her thin silk blouse, and yanking off her boots.
Then, she pulled her riding britches 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 looked down at the pretty young woman, taking in her
smooth tanned body as she spread her legs to him. He
walked over to her, and stood by her head, his immense
dick sticking out over her head. The end of his dick
seemed almost artificial, it was so big and purple and
the entire pole was bobbing up and down as he looked at
her body.

Pamela had shoulder length, dark-blonde hair, and a
strikingly pretty face. It was like a mixture of angel
and imp, with full lips that always seemed to be smil-
ing at the corners. Her body, to put it simply, was
stunning. With full breasts, a thin waist, good hips
and wonderful legs, she was a sight for the old man to
behold. Her body was one that men dreamed of finding
in their beds, and now she was lying provocatively in
front of this older man.

“You suck,” he muttered to her, as he wagged his dick
at her.

“Oh, she purred, Lesh wants his big fat disgusting dick
to be sucked a little, does he?” She sat up. Her shape-
ly legs curled under her as she reached up and took the
gnarled prong in her delicate hand. The man’s entire
body shook when she touched him, and his mega-cock
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 old 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.

She smiled at his expression, and then began to lick
the fat deformed head. Her soft pink tongue slid over
his heated cockhead, licking and slurping along the
smooth surface. The man was literally trembling with
pleasure as he stood there and let her lick his massive
member.

Finally, she pressed her lips against the head 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 his slit;
tasting the flavor of pre-come as it leaked out of
Lesh’s tool. He watched her full lips wrapped around
his deep purple dick head and sighed in contentment.

The pretty blonde woman was looking up at him with her
big blue eyes, almost looking as if she were about to
cry, if she was f****d to suck any more of the big bad
man’s cock. But her tongue’s movement told a different
story, as it kept lashing his swollen head, making it
pulse more and more 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 commanded sternly.

He dropped to his knees on the hay, between her legs
and looked down at her. He shivered in anticipation as
he looked at her cunt lips; slightly spread. He could
see the wetness that was already there and pressed a
finger into her slit. Pamela thrashed about in the hay,
wild with pleasure as the older man played with her
pussy.

Then he grabbed her legs in his strong hands and lifted
them into the air, spreading her shapely legs wide and
pressed his huge dick into her cunt.

The monster head just stuck there for a second; it
seemed impossible that the pretty young woman’s narrow
slit would take Lesh’s wide head, but Lesh just kept
pushing, and the head of his dick squeezed in farther
to spread Pamela’s cunt wider and with a few quick
stabs the head was inside her.

This was when Pamela really began to go wild; she
bucked and squirmed and kicked and screamed as the tip
of Lesh’s dick f****d its way farther into her pressing
all the way inside her hot moist cunt.

“Oh, God, oh god, oh gad!!,” she screamed, “Oooh!,
you’re killing me, Lesh!. Fuck!, drive it in, stretch
my cunt with that fucking huge pecker of yours! Drive
it home you bastard!”

And then, it was finally in her and the old mad began
thrusting in to the young woman with a glee the defied
his age. Lesh gripped her legs in his hands just above
her knees and held her ass-up in the air, allowing his
dick a better angle, and also preventing Pamela from
wriggling away from him, not that she was trying to.

He pounded 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 what
Pamela liked. She loved to feel her cunt walls stretch-
ed to their limits, and his cock always did that. And
she also delighted in its length, for with every
stroke, it banged against her cervix making her body
quake with pleasure.

She was writhing about on the hay like an animal in
heat and all about her the stallions snorted and
stamped as they smelled the odor of female in heat.
The young blonde woman was convulsing in wild abandon
underneath the humping man, as he fucked her harder
and faster with his monster cock. His thick meat pole
was jamming in and out of her cunt with increased
ferocity, and this in turn, was increasing Pamela’s
pleasure.

Pamela loved to get nailed in the barn. It was her
favorite place to fuck. She felt as if they had an
audience that was judging her performance, and as she
lay there she began to smell stallion’s musky odor
just as they were smelling hers. She wondered how many
horse phallus were moving out of their sheaths as they
watched and smelled her getting fucked old Lesh.

And as she pondered this, and was rammed again and
again by Lesh’s thick cock, she came… Her body went
rigid and the walls of her pussy spasmed round his
mercilessly fucking rod. She gripped his shoulders and
groaned tensely for some time before her body finally
went limp and her wonderfully intense climax ended.
But 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 stomach slap loudly against hers and she felt his
balls slapping against her ass. If there had been a
human observer that person would have had the impres-
sion of a rag doll being molested by a raging bull.
The small young woman was now being ravaged by the
large older man. It almost looked like he was raping
her. Almost… a close observer would have noticed the
lust in the young woman’s face.

Then he came, and shot sticky wads of come into her
cunt. She screamed as she felt the searingly hot spunk
gush again and again, burning her tender inner passage
like molten lava. The old man’s scum was flying into
her in heavy wet loads, filling her to overflowing and
leaking out of their union and running down her inner
thighs and into the hay beneath them. It was only after
the last glob of jism had gushed deeply inside Pamela’s
cunt that Lesh released her legs and pulled his dick
from her sore cunt. He shook the few globs of scum off
into the hay and then began pulling his clothes on.

Pamela just lay there for a short while, her cunt
spasming as the old man’s scum dripped out of it. Then
as if forcing herself she roused herself and picked up
her panties from the floor, and wiped up most of his
excess semen, making sure her cunt was dry before
pulling on her pants. just as Pamela was pulling on
her shirt, she heard a car pulling up outside. Her
father had just returned from the town twenty miles
away.

***

As she lay bed that night, she was thinking about Lesh
and his enormous dick, and how much fun it was to fuck
him. Lesh never disappointed her and he kept his mouth
shut which was also a good thing. In the distance, she
could hear the sound of Buckaroo snorting. She could
tell it was him and she also knew what he wanted.
Finally, after what seemed like hours she could stand
it no longer and she ran out into the warm night to the
barn.

“I heard you,” she said to her favorite horse, “and I
know what you want, but I’m to sore, Lesh really wore
me out today. He out did himself today.”

Pamela walked up close to the horse, her naked leg
brushing up against his wither. She pressed her firm
breasts against his shoulder and felt her nipples
growing hard as they made contact when his hide.

She grabbed the skimpy nightgown and stripped it off,
standing naked in the dim light.

In nothing but a moment she was lying on the hay,
smelling the strong odor of the horses while fingering
her cunt. Moments more passed and she felt herself
getting wet; she knew it was the time to spread her
lips. She parted the outer folds of her pussy and sent
a finger-tip sliding against the slick warm slit. Each
and every touch brought an electric shock to the young
woman’s cunt. She was twisting and moaning on the hay
now, as her fingers slipped deeper and deeper into her
red-hot box.

After a few minutes of this a soft whinny came from the
stall area, she jumped up from the 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 lustful young blonde. Pamela’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 a bale of hay that was there for her special
use 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 horse’s balls to see
how much cum was waiting inside them. They were some-
what swollen, meaning that there was a nice load of
stringy cum waiting inside, but not a really heavy one,
like Buckaroos 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 tennis
balls and very hairy. As she grabbed and fondled
Buckaroo’s balls, a wet, pink tip peeked out at the end
of the dark sheath. The animal was getting aroused by
the her ball teasing. Its long rod shoved further out
of the sheath, now showing several inches.

“That’s a good boy,” cooed Pamela, her cunt twitching
in excitement as she watched more and more of the slimy
pink shaft appear. “Get that big horse dick of yours
out. Get that pretty dick real hard and long and get
ready to use it Pamela’s poor little cunt.”

The horse’s cock was already incredibly long and con-
tinued 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 Pamela’s willing twat.

“Oh god,” moaned Pamela wildly, as she saw the fully
erect tool swing into view. Her hands left her play-
mate’s balls and took hold of his fat rod. She touched
it delicately, as if the monster pecker might break.
The horse stamped about in anticipation.

“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 sliding
her hand over the base of it she felt the slimy pole
slip inside her fist. She squeezed it and was excited
as always, at 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 her beast’s tool. The horse
tried to remain still as the woman stroked his massive
cock. One hand was sliding along the entire length of
his shaft, ever so slowly. The other hand was up on
the tip of his horse-dong, moving all over it spreading
the animals pre-come all over the head. 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 hand.

Pamela was fascinated buy her horse’s tender cock, so
huge yet so smooth and soft. Pamela drew her face
closer to it, her eyes wide and locked on the sticky
phallus, her tongue running over her dry lips.

Pamela’s lips opened wide, then closed around the
stallion’s horse-dick. She felt her lips slipping over
the wet horse-meat, smearing some of its dick slime
onto her lips. Soon her entire mouth 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. She couldn’t
take it into her mouth, but she could suck on the head
and lick the shaft is a slow sensual way.

The horse loved it and let its lovely human mistress
lick and suck its cock as long as she wanted to. Pamela
worked over every inch of that stallion’s pecker with
her tongue and lips, until the horse was shivering with
delight. Then she moved down to the tip his cock and
held the tip firmly in her two hands, so that he could
not pull away and inspected it closely. She shivered at
the depravity of the act she was about to do. Somehow
it made her feel wonderful to take advantage of buck-
aroo sexually. She knew that he liked it, and she was
crazy for his big cock.

Then her tongue flicked out, as always, and touched the
pee slit. She could feel each surge of b***d moving
through his dick as she pressed against it. She opened
her mouth wide, and opened her lips as far as they
would go and f****d 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 a little
larger than a horse’s dick, but not as long. Her lips
were just barely able to stretch around the width of
the giant animal’s tool but she just shoved her head
forward some more, and a suction was created, almost
air tight. Now she was ready to blow her horse.

She began sucking it, trying to pull more of the
stallion’s 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 his huge balls and making his deposited his big
load inside her mouth.

She sucked the horse as best as she could, thrilling
to the thought that a horse, in its natural state would
never have its cock sucked, and that thought only
brought on more lustful feelings bringing the young
woman to a more intense sexual arousal. After a while,
the horse was dripping slime out of its dick non-stop,
and she knew that he was ready.

“All right big boy,” she muttered quietly. “Fuck me.
Stuff that big horse dick of yours inside me. Split me
apart baby.”

The horse looked around at her for a moment, tramping
around by her and snorting. Pamela lay very still on
the hay bale, her round breasts sticking up in soft
mounds, her nipples erect, her eyes shut and mouth
open, as stallion slim dripped from the side of her
mouth. 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 her 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.

Buckaroo was jerking his hips violently forward now
lightening fast, its fat wet cock slamming against
Pamela’s inner thighs and ass. Stroke after stroke
missed, but the horse kept thrusting as mother nature
intended, and finally, it home.

“Arghhh!” screamed Pamela, as she felt her body split-
ting; everything turned red for one painful moment.
Then the cock was inside her, and slamming away without
hesitation, undisturbed by her loud screams or her
frail human body’s wild battering beneath it.

“Ahhh! God! You’re killing me!,” howled Pamela, as she
squirmed and tossed on the hay. The force of the stal-
lion’s sex 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,
stabbing and crashing into her until she felt faint.

“Yes, yes, fuck me good, ram me with that beautiful
horse dick,” she moaned in pain and pleasure.

The animal was trying to force all of its cock up in-
side the woman, though that was impossible. That was
one of the problems. The other was that his 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 warm wet hole to ram its dick into, over and over
again, until its balls grew too tight to hold its
horse-come any longer and it sent its load into Pamela
like a fire hose.

Pamela realized what was happening when the first gush
of horse-come let loose], and she loved it. She loved
the feeling of being a thing that was to be used and
used over and over again by an alien being a non human.
And the final erotic sensation she craved was that huge
load of spunk that the horse would deposit in her.

The sound of pressurized horse-come spurting out around
Buckaroo’s dick as he continued to thrust was audible.
Pamela could her horse come splating heavily onto the
concrete floor. She could feel hot horse-come oozing
out down her thighs making hot wet pools between her
and the hay.

Now, she could think of nothing except the driving meat
of Buckaroo, as it brought her closer and closer to her
own orgasm. She could tell it was coming and she knew
that it would be even better than the other ones she
had had with her horse-lover before.

Then she came, her body went rigid and she thrust her
pussy up against the panting horse’s crotch, holding on
fiercely, trying to extract every last second of
ecstasy that she could from her lover’s horse dick. 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 continued to lay there rigidly, riding out her own
climax, feeling her cunt spasming and convulsing to the
ramming cock, never getting a moments respite as she
was fucked by the sweating horse.

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 abused cunt. The cock was kicking and
smashing against the walls of her twat, almost lifting
her body up as it did so, spilling its seed into her
happy cunt.

All Pamela could do was lie there, and let him come in
her as he pleased. Letting him shoot wad after wad into
her. It seemed to go on forever. 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 other side of the stall. All
Pamela could do was lay there, as her body was numb
with pain and weak with pleasure from the horse fucking
that she had just experienced. 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 hot and stiff, with the rubbery nipples
sore from pleasure just received. She wished that there
was some way that her tits could be as worked over as
her cunt had been; her hands massaged them for a few
minutes. Then they moved down, until they reached her
cummy belly. Her hands slid over the slick jism, and
smeared it all over her smooth tanned 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
into an exhausted sleep.

***

“How do you put up with Lesh?” asked Kirk, as he rubbed
the brush down the horse’s side.

“He’s a very good stableman, very loyal, and dedicated,
and useful in a number of ways. I wouldn’t trade him
for three men,” replied Pamela as she walked toward
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 her hips. He was Jenny’s husband. Jenny
was her older sister and Pamela had always admired him
and thought that Jenny was exceedingly lucky to have
such a handsome man in her bed every night.

“Thank you. By the way, 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 over the horse’s hide she stroked
down more and more on the animal’s body, until they
were on his flank.

“Buckaroo loves it right here, she told Kirk, but then
again, I guess we all love to be massaged in a certain
way, don’t we Kirk?”

She looked up into his eyes; their faces were just
inches apart. As she stood there next to him, Kirk
could feel himself becoming aroused. 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, not the horse,
was twitching to his touch.

“How do you like it?” she asked in a purr, “Straight
on top, a blow-job first or in the ass?”

He was struck dumb.

“No, no, she hesitated, I don’t think you like it any
of those ways. I think you like to do it like a primi-
tive, like an animal. You probably drag a woman down on
all fours, and fuck her from behind, like a horse does.
Isn’t that what you do, Kirk when you have sex with a
woman? How are you hung Kirk? Anything like a horse?”

Her freehand reached down to 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, strok-
ing his back, but most of all, pulling on his rock hard
meat.

Kirk 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 would take her then and there 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 breasts. Her milky white skin
contrasted with the darker skin of her face and arms.
Underneath the flimsy material of her bra he could see
her perfect globes sitting there waiting for him.

“Don’t please, whispered Pamela, as Kirk tried to re-
move her bra, Think of Jenny. She’s my sister, we
can’t.” But all the time Pamela’s blonde’s hips pressed
against Kirk’s crotch, and stroked his dick through his
jeans. He ignored her pleas and pulled her bra up and
over 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 strok-
ing of her hand on his prick told him other wise.

He was man enough to grab her firm asscheeks now, and
squeeze them, impeded only by the flimsy material of
her panties. She smiled and reached down to put both
hands on his swollen cock and delighted to the way he
squirmed around as she squeezed it.

She slowly yanked down his zipper, and then reached
inside, fishing around in his pants until her hand
found what she was looking for. She dipped into his
underwear and drew the long, throbbing manly tool out
and looked at it appreciatively. It was far bigger
than she had expected, and she loved the thickness of
it as it sat in her hand pulsing. She stroked his
twitching cock 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, “I have to pretty careful not
to get carried away or she complains.”

Pamela kept fondling and stroking his massive member.
“Well,” she smiled, “You’ll find that my cunt is a lot
more accommodating than hers, I’m sure. I’ve had the
biggest dicks you can imagine shoved up inside me.”

Her words excited him, because it was apparent that
she was going to let him fuck her. He grabbed her
shoulders and shoved her down onto the floor of the
barn. She immediately sank to all fours, revealing her
smooth, pale ass and her dripping slot to him. Kirk
dropped to his knees behind her.

He simply pressed the head of his cock against her
pussy, the swollen tip was pressing against and strok-
ing her clitoris, and she shuddered with each touch.
“Oh, yes, Kirk,” she sighed, “take that fucking horse
dick of yours and really give it to me, shove it up my
aching pussy.”

He smiled at her lustful words and pushed his massive
pecker all the way into her cunt, he grabbing her tits
from above he shook them. His prick rested motionless
inside her. He just let it remain there, spreading her
cuntal walls, resting its purple head against her
cervix.

“You want some more?” he asked her.

Not trusting her voice she whispered, “Oh yes, you know
I do.”

“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 to you.”

Pamela liked this game. It was the other thing that she
missed about making love with animals, they couldn’t
talk dirty to her.

“I’m dying for you to fuck me, she moaned, 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 your nice big load of
come 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 pound her 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 just like Buckaroo did for her.

Pamela screamed as her cunt walls were first spread
wide and Kirk’s dick f****d its way into her hot
channel, ramming apart the lips and sending shockwaves
throughout her body.

Unknown to them, Jenny was just riding up to the house
just then. She was hot and flushed, as she pulled the
horse up to the house. She ran to her room, and found
it empty. Then she remembered that Kirk was supposed
to be grooming the horses so she led the stallion over
to the barn by the bridle. But as she drew near to the
barn, she heard a man yelling and a woman 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-fucked hole of
yours!”

Jenny’s mind froze for 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 sister’s buttocks. She could see his
fat, hairy balls slapping against her Pamela’s cunt and
the loud slurping noise of the dicking that she was
receiving echoing in the barn.

Jenny couldn’t believe that her husband was cheat on
her like this. And whith her own sister!

Pamela was beyond words now. She could feel the climax
building deep inside her, making her stomach 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 Kirk went, calling Pamela worse and worse
things as continued to fuck her from behind. Jenny
couldn’t 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 of Kirk’s enormous
cock. 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 fucks that 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 female looked the moment
he had seen her, with her happy face, adoring smile,
and slender girlish body.

Now, she was crouched on all fours, now he was getting
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 for-
getting that he had chores to do. She had left the
skirt on anyway, and as she knelt there, with her firm
ass up in the air, the skirt rode up and exposed her
panty-clad cheeks and her perfectly tapered legs as
well.

Lesh felt his cock throbbing as he looked at her bot-
tom. As he approached the barn, he could hear Kirk’s
wild swearing as well, and he knew, even without look-
ing inside, what was going on. He knew that his
mistress was getting humped by a man. He had known
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 many times over the past two
weeks since they had come to stay.

Lesh 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 reached out and 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 to her knees.
She felt her cunt grow a little cooler as the air hit
it, but she had long ago forgotten everything else
around her as her previously unknown voyeuristic pas-
sions swamped her. Jenny was aroused by the sight of
her husband’s fuck session. She had been angry at first
but the erotic scene taking place in front of her was
so strange and exciting that Jenny soon found that she
couldn’t tear her eyes away from the copulating couple.
She was attracted to the sexual scene like a moth to
flame.

Pamela had a great body, and her husband was a stud,
Jenny knew that. What she was fascinated by war the
fact that Kirk was deep thrusting her sister. How could
Pamela take such a monster?

Lesh knew that she would be wet inside, and he whipped
his dick out and positioned himself behind the un-
suspecting little young woman. Suddenly, Jenny felt
something warm and spongy press against her cunt from
behind, 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 he shoved.

His huge cock sank in only about half an inch at first,
and the dick stalled there, jabbing into Jenny’s sur-
prised cunt. Then he grabbed the woman’s thin waist,
and pushed again, this 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. But 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
on his cock, he was determined to force it in anyway.

Jenny’s eyes were wide with terror; she did not know
who her attacker was, but she knew what was happening
to her. A dick was slowly being f****d into her twat
against her will. A fat, gigantic dick, and she shud-
dered 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 they found out that she had been hiding
there spying on them.

Lesh was holding her slim waist, kneading her pliant
flesh in his rough fingers, as more and more of his
massive head pressed into her stretched 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 grit her teeth as she tired to prevent herself
from screaming at the violent r**e 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 her head down onto her arm in the dirt 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 rip her 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 and
she began to quake convulsively as she was shafted.

Lesh knew that this meant she liked it, and he stroked
her soft ass-cheeks as he slipped inch after inch into
her cunt. Pushing in a little and pulling out a little,
then pushing back a little deeper. He had the top part
of her body pressed completely to the ground now, his
huge hands were holding her hips up elevating cunt so
that she was stabbed by his huge 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 almost his entire cock was sunk in her dripping,
aching twat. Just like he did with his mistress Pamela.

“Mnguuhhh…,” moaned Jenny to herself.

Now, both sisters were getting it, from two long pile-
drivers. Their cunts were filled, and getting wetter
and wetter with each powerful thrust of their lovers.

Pamela when rigid and her head exploded with brilliant
colors as her cunt clutched around Kirk’s fat stick.
Kirk, feeling Pamela’s orgasm begin and being so turned
on by his first fuck with Pamela let go and spewed his
man seed deeply into Pamela’s grasping cunt only
seconds after Pamela’s climax. His dick jabbed all the
way into her twat, and he poured 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 Kirk pulled out his cummy
dick, and dropped onto the hay next to the Pamela.

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 just like Pamela liked him to
do.

But Lesh was enjoying himself with his new little
fuckdoll and suddenly stiffened above the little woman.
The handyman packed quite a wad, and the first sticky
bolt made Jenny almost black out in pleasure. It was
so hot and sticky… She could feel the splash of this
stranger’s cum firing inside her vagina. She began
shaking even more, and her whole body became one,
violent orgasm.

The violence of the little woman’s orgasm frightened
Lesh, so that he pulled his dick out and began shooting
on her back and 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 glob after glob of it
splatter on her soft skin.

Eventually, it was over, and Jenny could feel her back
and her ass sticky 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, but after a while he forgot why
he was there so he stopped and 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 before she was caught
by her husband and sister in such a degrading situation
so she pulled her dress down over her scummy back and
ass, feeling the jism making the material stick. She
stuffed her panties under a rock, and ran back to the
house, making a quick change. She smelled strongly of
a man’s come.

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 just been given by the
handyman.

***

“We’d better get up and get dressed, suggested Pamela
in dreamy tone, 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
couldn’t believe what he had done.

“Don’t worry yourself about that,” Pamela laughed.

Kirk calmed down, as he watched her snap her tight
jeans 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. And he wondered if he
could keep it secret from his wife…