Doing It With Donkeys
by Frank Brown
(LB-1092)


FOREWORD 

As our modern society becomes increasingly urbanized and the overall family 
structure weaker, we are seeing more of the phenomenon known as amorality. 

Newspapers today carry accounts of people who have never learned about good 
and bad, people who have never placed any value on human life, simply doing 
whatever a momentary whim dictated. The pervasive corruption in a high 
political office today offers yet another example. 

The women in this story are women of the present. Living lives of 
existential hedonists, they refuse to worry about tomorrow. Their main 
concern is for today, and the pleasures it brings. For them, sex is merely 
something to be enjoyed, carrying neither emotional ties nor moral 
overtones. 

DOING IT WITH DONKEYS-the story of young women who embody the lifestyle of 
many in our society, a presentiment of what the future holds. Their story 
holds a lesson for us all. 

-The Publisher 


CHAPTER ONE 

Nelson got the idea to abduct the two female lifeguards on Friday afternoon 
after he'd discovered his kid sister Tibby fucking the donkey. 

He'd gone to the stable to jerk off his nine-inch prick, and that was when 
he'd caught her. 

He'd just stepped around the side of the stable, getting safely out of sight 
of the house and mom doing dishes in the kitchen window, and he was 
struggling to haul his achingly hard cock out of his jeans, when he froze. 
Strange sounds came from inside the stable, words and non-words, wild sounds 
that Nelson recognized as coming from his sister's goody-goody little mouth, 
from the mouth that had made trouble for him countless times, tattling on 
him whenever he did the least little thing wrong, like pissing in one of 
mom's flower beds, or use words like piss or shit or fuck or balls. Tibby 
was his parents' innocent pet, and that was why he could hardly believe what 
he was hearing her say now. 

"Do you like this, Joey? Mnim, I like it! Ohhhh, mmmm!" 

She made Sounds like Nelson had only heard once before - the time he and his 
two best buddies, Robby and Rodney - they were twin - had gone to the 
drive-in movie together. The car next to them had its window open a few 
inches, and even though the windows were all steamed up so that they 
couldn't see into the car, they could hear what was going on inside. There 
was a girl in there getting fucked by a guy and from the way the car was 
bouncing, they could tell that she was really getting fucked good, with the 
shock absorbers creaking like mattress springs, and she was making these 
wild moaning sounds, sounds that made them wonder whether she was getting 
fucked or stabbed. And now Nelson was hearing his kid sister Tibby making 
the same sounds - but Christ, why? She surely wasn't getting fucked, at 
least not by Joey. Joey was their donkey! 

Nelson eased his way toward the doorway and peered into the barn. What he 
saw made him almost shit in his jeans. It also made him nearly shoot off cum 
without even beating on his cock. 

Tibby wasn't quite getting fucked by Joey, but she sure looked like she 
wanted to. She didn't have a stitch of clothes on, and she was sitting in 
the straw underneath Joey, who was standing there in his stall, chewing on 
hay like nothing was happening. Of course, the donkey must have been just 
pretending that he didn't know what was going on, just acting nonchalant, as 
usual, because his three-foot-long prick was hanging down, stiff and all the 
way out, and Tibby was making love to his cock, kissing, licking, jacking 
his prick off with her hands and arms, rubbing his cock against her tits. 
She didn't have big tits. She had little nubs. But they were pointed and 
pretty, and pink on the ends where the nipples were. And the donkey was 
leaking thick clear strands of fuck-lube onto them. And the donkey's big 
prick was jumping around like a cobra. So Joey knew damn well what was 
happening, but he just kept right on chewing his hay. 

Nelson managed to get his prick out of his jeans and he started to beat his 
meat, jerking his tight fist up and down, working the tight skin up and down 
along his prick, pumping his hand up and down over the engorged cockhead. 
His piss-slit opened up and some fuck-lube leaked out and Nelson worked the 
warm slippery lube over his prickhead, making his hand slide easier and 
making his jerking off feel that much better. 

Tibby lifted the end of Joey's enormous heavy cock to her little mouth and 
fastened her pink lips over the gray tip of the donkey cock and started 
sucking. The prickhead was so big that Tibby couldn't possibly get his cock 
into her little mouth, but she didn't seem to mind that. She sucked away, 
cooing like a baby that had just got its bottle. Nelson could see Tibby's 
pointed tongue fucking the open piss-slit of the donkey's cockhead. Fuck 
lube continued to ooze out of Joey's prick and the spittle-like juice 
dripped from Tibby's pink lips-what of it she didn't swallow, that is. 

Nelson thought he was going to faint. Here was his kid sister, the one the 
whole world called an angel, sucking on the throbbing purple-gray knob of a 
donkey's cock and swallowing the donkey's fuck-lube as if it were maple 
syrup. Goddamn, if the world only knew! Even he wouldn't fuck around with an 
animal, and he was the one they all thought of as a devil just because he 
had a prick between his legs instead of the fuzzy little mound Tibby had. He 
might have done some wild things in his years, but he'd never fucked an 
animal. Jesus Christ! He beat his cock harder. 

Tibby slid up and down Joey's prick like a fireman sliding on a greased 
firehouse pole. She rubbed her belly against its long underside. She hugged 
his cock, sliding her flushed cheeks up and down its gray skin. And she 
licked and licked and licked and wouldn't stop licking, like the donkey's 
cock was a giant candy cane or something. 

"Mmmmmm, Joey, Joey, I love it! I love your big sweet prick" Then she 
sighed, as if she were mooning over the picture of some teenage movie star. 

Nelson could see her pink pussy open like a mouth each time she spread her 
legs. Her cunt was wet inside. Sometimes a drop of cuntjuice would leak out 
of her pussy and fall onto the straw bed ding in the stall. She hardly had 
any hair between her legs, because it was just sprouting. What she had was a 
kind of reddish fuzz on her fat little cunt. The fuzz matched her long red 
hair and the color of her excited young nipples. Nelson caught himself 
salivating. He sure wouldn't mind getting a lick of that hot little pussy. 

He'd never licked a pussy before-Shit, he'd never even smelled one. He'd 
seen them in pictures, though. Robby and Rodney had pictures of cunts hidden 
in their bedroom. They also bad an artificial pussy made of fleshlike 
rubber. Nelson had licked that, but it had tasted like rubber. He and the 
twins fucked it a bell of a lot and shot it full. 

The donkey started braying. The hay fell out of Joey's mouth and he was been 
hawing with his snout in the air and his ass. Cum started shooting out of 
his cock, cum with such a strong smell that Nelson could smell it from where 
he was standing. The cum was all over Tibby, who giggled and squealed like 
she had ants crawling up her ass. The young girl's mouth gaped and she 
caught squirt after squirt of the jetting white cum, gagging and choking and 
swallowing. Cum bubbled out of her mouth. Cum rolled down her quivering tits 
and her panting belly. Cum leaked down between her legs, leaked between her 
pink pussy lips. Tibby shimmied her legs together, squished her cum 
lubricated cuntlips together. 

Nelson couldn't stand watching this another second. His mind whirled so fast 
that he couldn't think. All he knew was the unbearable lust in his loins, a 
lust that demanded satisfaction. His cock was a throbbing rod of red-hot 
steel and his sister's cunt was a magnet. He knew he was going to fuck her. 
He saw it more clearly than anything he'd ever before seen in his mind, his 
whirling mind, his mind that no longer thought but rather screamed at him: 
Fuck that cunt! Cream that cunt! Stick that nine-inch rod of yours up your 
sister! Now! Now! Nelson dove through the doorway, his cock aimed like a 
torpedo.. He seemed to fly, seemed to glide through the air in slow motion, 
arms Outstretched, toes off the ground and pointed behind him. He floated 
down on top of his sister, mounted her under the braying, still-squirting 
donkey, fucked his nine-inch cock straight up her tight virgin cunt, 
exploding her cherry, ramming his jeans clad loins against her naked Young 
lower belly. Shirtless and shoeless as usual, he got the satisfaction of 
feeling his sister's bare tits against his hard chest, got the advantage of 
being able to dig his bare toes into the dirt underneath the straw as he 
fucked into her. His prick felt as if it had been skinned alive. Tibby 
screamed, her cum-filled mouth gaping, her breath heavy with the scent of 
donkey-jizz. 

"Oh, I want you!" Nelson clenched his teeth, and then he covered her mouth 
with his own and gnawed at her lips, tasting blood. Down below, his hips 
quivered, tense with lust, shot through with hot thrills. "Fuck you" he 
grunted, chewing her lips, staring into her wide-open green eyes. "Fuck 
you!" He crushed her down, fucking his big cock in and out of her, feeling 
her seething wet cunt suck. "Ahhhh! Mannnn! Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!" 

Hard, quick, deep! Deeper! deeper! It felt so good, better than he'd ever 
imagined! How could anything feel this good? 

"Ohhhhhhhh!" He pumped his cum into her. "Awwwwww!" 

Tibby jerked underneath him, eyes glazed and rolling, head twisting, tears 
streaming down cheeks the color of an excited prickhead. She bit his chin, 
just about chewed off his lower jaw. A cry like that from a fucking she-cat 
poured out of her mouth. Her cunt was sucking, sucking at his spurting cock, 
sucking so hard Nelson could feel his prickhead nearly popping off the 
cockshaft from the pressure. 

"Fuck you, fuck you, fuck youuuuu!" Nelson gasped, and he fucked into her, 
knocked his hip bones against hers with cracking jolts, tried to fuck his 
cock into her so deep that his prick would come out of her mouth, tried to 
shoot her so full that her eyes would pop out and cum would squirt out her 
empty eye sockets. 

He'd never felt anything like this. Oh, Christ, it felt so good he wanted to 
die! He relaxed on her at last, letting his loins twitch spontaneously, 
letting the last of his cum squeeze out into her cunt. When he pulled out, 
he found his cock flecked with cum and blood. Tibby lay on the straw bed, 
passed out. The first thing he heard when he became conscious of sounds 
again was Joey chomping on a mouthful of hay. He sat up, conscious of Joey's 
cock hanging so close to his face that he could feel its heat, and he burst 
out laughing. He was still rolling on the straw laughing when Tibby woke up, 
Tibby glared at him. "I'm gonna tell!" She rubbed her cunt and winced when 
she saw the blood on her hand. "You made me bleed! You raped me! I'm gonna 
tell!" She started to sit up, but Nelson knocked her back down. 

This was the first time he'd ever felt in control of his bratty kid sister. 
"You tell, them I'll tell. I'm sure mom and dad would love to hear about you 
and Joey." 

She scowled at him, began to speak, then bit her lip. 

Nelson felt good. I guess this is what all the guys call a free fuck, he 
thought. Maybe I oughta try it again sometime. Well, maybe not. Maybe I 
shouldn't press my luck. At least with Tibby. Even though I got this donkey 
thing on her, she might tell. 

Anyway, it was probably at that moment that he first got the idea to abduct 
those two hot-shot lifeguards that Robby and Rodney hated so much. Well, 
they didn't hate the one so much-Wanda was maybe all right, except that she 
stuck to Estelle, the hated one, like a fly on a fresh turd. It was Estelle 
whom Rodney and Robby really wanted to get back at, because she really 
thought she was a hot shit, and a few years ago she'd treated Robby and 
Rodney like dirt. And the twins just couldn't forget it. 

Well, thought Nelson, maybe old Estelle would like to do some fucking. Maybe 
she'd like to fuck Joey! 

Nelson thought about his idea a lot, thought about it with such 
concentration that he jacked off a half dozen times that day while his idea 
was in the planning stages. He kept imagining Joey's big gray prick sliding 
in and out of Estelle's hairy cunt. Then he started imagining Estelle with 
other animals-and Wanda too. Maybe Wanda would enjoy sucking off the dog. 
Maybe Estelle would like to lick some pig balls. 

CHAPTER TWO 

As soon as she'd slammed the door of her office behind her and had locked 
the door, Estelle told the young boy to take off his swim trunks. She would 
have to work fast. The rest breaks at the Emery Municipal Swimming Pool 
lasted only fifteen minutes instead of the half hour she had tried to get 
pushed through at the pre-swim season managerial meetings these last four 
years. You'd think that after being head lifeguard at the pool for four 
years in succession now she would have some say as to how things were run 
around here. But no, they just ignored her whenever she brought up the 
topic. 

They wouldn't trust her authoritative experience when she told them that the 
kids needed half-hour rest breaks, if for nothing else than for disciplinary 
reasons. They were all devils, especially the boys, and an extra fifteen 
minutes of waiting to get back into the pool would do them good, would force 
them to cool off, would even send some of the impatient ones home from the 
pool early. Estelle never mentioned that it would also give her more time to 
deal with the more hardcore devils, with the boys who needed to be 
spanked-or more. The managerial board would never understand that-they were 
administrators, not lifeguards-they didn't know what kind of young animals 
she had to deal with every day. She scowled at the boy as he dropped his 
sopping nylon trunks onto the smooth concrete floor of her office and 
straightened up. 

The animal! The little beast! Even as he stood there, cowering before her, 
his filthy little prick stood up halfway, the pink slit at its tip smirking 
at her. The boy bad only a few sprigs of blondish hair around the base of 
his five-inch little cock. He hadn't a hair anywhere else on his body that 
she could see. And yet, he stood there with all the arrogance of a hairy 
six-foot-five football player, his little balls shifting mockingly in his 
hairless pink sac, his half-hard prick twitching as if he were thumbing his 
nose at her. The boy might be shivering on the outside, but on the inside he 
was defying her. His prick and balls betrayed his true feelings. 

She came out from behind her desk and motioned for the boy to come to her. 
He plodded over, wet head hanging, bare feet slapping on the concrete, 
leaving large arrogant footprints. These young teenage boys all had such big 
feet for such skinny little bodies. Their pricks always appeared enormous 
relative to wispiness of their loins and they always had such thick and long 
hair, with forelocks that hid their demonic young eyes. And they walked with 
a swagger, always with a swagger that drew attention to their bulging 
crotches and plainly shouted, fuck you! Oh, these wretched little beasts! 
Estelle couldn't stand them. They needed to be put in their place. She 
grabbed this one by the prick and yanked him close until he swung like a 
sack of grain over her legs. 

"Hey!" he yelled, startled, as he went down, throwing his hands forward to 
prevent his head from cracking against the concrete. He lay draped over her 
thighs now, toes and hair dragging on the floor, bare ass upturned and 
staring Estelle in the face, prick caught between her clamped knees. Except 
for his round ass, his body was almost black with sun-tan. His smooth little 
ass was a creamy white, the soles of his feet were pink. Water droplets 
beaded all over his naked skin. Some of the droplets rolled, joined, and 
began to form streams. Small puddles appeared on the floor at the boy's head 
and toes. 

Estelle cracked the boy's ass with her palm, probably stinging her hand as 
much as his ass. 

"Hey! Owwww!" 

Estelle smiled for the first time since they'd entered the office. She 
clamped his prick tight between her knees to help hold him in position, then 
she whacked his ass three more times as hard as she could. 

"Owwww!" the boy whined. "Owwwwieeeee!" He was panting. Estelle could see 
his face ballooned and crimson. 

A burst of satisfaction filled her and she let the boy have it again-three 
more cracking swats with the flat of her hand. 

The boy's ass blushed a beautiful shade of red. "No more," he gasped. "Oh, 
please!" Estelle hid the smirk in her voice, kept her tone serious and mean. 
"You little animal-why should I stop? Did you stop when that girl said no? 
Did you stop when she scratched and thrashed to get away from you? Why, you 
almost drowned her, you little bastard!" She cracked his ass again, feeling 
a twinge in the back of her hand. Christ, did she break something? 

"I-I didn't mean anything," the boy whined. "We were just having fun, 
playing games-you know." 

"Three little animals gang up on a defenseless little girl, and that's 
playing games?" Oh, she wished she had the ping-pong paddle! Well, she would 
use it on the other two young beasts after she threw this one out. 

"Tell me," she continued, "and I want the absolute truth-did you get your 
thing inside her?" She already knew the answer. 

The boy shook as if ice-water had just been dumped up his asshole. 

"Did you put your prick inside her? Answer me!" 

"Yes," the boy whimpered. "I guess so." 

"And did you squirt anything into her? I want the truth now!" 

"And what about your two buddies? Did they get their pricks inside her? The 
truth!" 

"Yeah, I guess so. But none of us shot. We just wanted to see what it would 
feel like to put 'em in there. We weren't going to shoot off. Honest!" 

"You mean none of you had time to shoot off." 

"Well-" 

She slapped him again, this time with her other hand. The stupid little 
cock-thinking he could make her believe that he hadn't intended to ejaculate 
into the girl! What nerve he had. He and his two buddies drag a defenseless 
young girl into a corner of the overcrowded pool, pull down her bikini 
panties, along with their own trunks-and, under cover of hundreds of 
screaming, hyperactive kids, proceed to stuff their stiff young pricks up 
the girl's virgin cunt while she thrashes like a pinned butterfly. And now 
he claims that none of them had intended to shoot off in the girl. Like 
hell! Had it not been for one of the girl's friends rushing over to Wanda's 
guard tower, all three of the young beasts would have popped off into the 
screaming girl's bleeding cunt. 

Wanda had gone to the rescue just in time. The boy who was mounted on the 
girl at the time of the rescue-mounted on her ass, just like some stud dog 
on a bitch-shot off at the very moment that Wanda uncoupled them, squirting 
his gobs of thick white cum into the pool, where they floated in the green 
water like puffy clouds. The girl spectators had watched it happen with 
their eyes bugging out, and the boy spectators with a lot of laughing and 
catcalls. Wanda had dragged the boy out of the pool by his hair, his prick 
still twitching and oozing cum. Nothing this shameful had ever happened at 
Emery Municipal Swimming Pool. The boy who had shot off in front of a 
hundred kids would really have to be punished. But right now Estelle had to 
finish with this boy-and quickly, because she still had to deal with the 
other two before the rest period was over. 

She pinched the boy's arrogant ass, leaving crescent-shaped gouges in his 
skin. 

The boy howled. "Oh, don't! Don't!" 

She pinched his ass all over, squeezing his prick tighter between her knees 
as he bucked. Then she beat his ass again, beat it with both hands 
simultaneously, even though her one hand was hurting. Despite all her 
ass-beating, despite all the boy's pained outcry, his prick felt like a hot 
wooden stick between her knees. Whenever she spanked boys here in her 
office-which she did frequently, punishing at least one little monster per 
day-they never failed to maintain erections throughout their punishment. It 
was arrogance, simply more arrogance. She clawed the boy's ass with her 
fingernails, beat it, pinched it. At last, she separated the boy's asscheeks 
and rammed her middle finger against the boy's brownish-pink asspucker. The 
pucker opened, and she slid her finger up his asshole-to the hilt. 

"An eye for an eye," she said, a satisfied grin in her voice now. "A fuck 
for a fuck!" She rammed her finger in and out. 

The boy bucked his ass, gasping. Estelle squeezed his prick tight between 
her knees. In and out, in and out she yanked her finger, the boy's asshole 
clinging to it, tightening around it as if fighting it. 

"God!" the boy gasped. "Oh, Jesus, stop!" 

Estelle smiled, screwing her finger in and out of his shithole furiously. 

"Awwwwww!" the boy cried. "Awwwwww!" His prick throbbed between Estelle's 
knees and his cum squirted down between her calves like hot honey. 

Estelle yanked her finger out of his asshole and rolled him off her knees, 
watching him hit the floor, his prick squirting white ropes of cum into the 
air and all over his belly. As the boy grabbed at his cock, gibbering, 
Estelle kicked his hand away. Then she pinned him to the floor with her bare 
foot, delighting in his squirming, delighting in the pained way his eyes 
rolled as he shot off without being able to touch his jumping prick. It was 
a just punishment. She'd seen boys black out in this situation. The boy 
grabbed for his prick again and Estelle kicked his hand away. 

"Ohhh, Christ!" the boy moaned, rolling his head on the concrete. "Shit!" 

"OK," Estelle said, the moment the boy's prick stopped shooting spurts. "Now 
lick me." 

She stood with her legs apart as the naked boy slithered up them like a 
snake, lapping her smooth skin. As he licked, she watched with satisfaction 
as his adolescent prick twitched up to vertical. He was beginning to pant, 
beginning to moan, getting unbearably excited. If there had been time, 
Estelle would have pulled down her bikini panties and would have ordered him 
to lick her crotch. That would have driven him to a near stroke. But before 
he could have jacked off while licking her cunt, she would have thrown him 
out of the office-another just punishment. 

With the clock reading three-oh-five, she knew she didn't have time to go 
all the way in punishing him today. Besides, his prick already looked like 
his cock was going to spit down the middle-he was already suffering good. 
She kicked him away. 

"Now, put on your trunks, go into the dressing room and get dressed, and get 
the hell away from this pool You're kicked out-permanently And if I ever see 
you around here again, I'm going to call your mother and tell her what you 
did here this afternoon. Understand?" 

The boy mumbled something as he tried to stuff his hard prick into his tiny 
nylon swim-trunks. 

As he was stepping out the door, she said, "Send in one of your buddies-and 
then start praying for him." 

The boy ran off, letting go a loud fart in the process. 

Estelle cursed. His buddies would pay for that arrogance. She'd get back at 
him one way or another. Fart at her? Oh, the filthy little animal! 

CHAPTER THREE 

Wanda knew she'd have to deal quickly with the girl if she was to have any 
fun this afternoon. The three o'clock rest break was always the best be 
cause the boys seemed to be most restless in mid afternoon, and a 
fifteen-minute break at three o'clock, just when the boys hit the peak of 
their youthful romping, always sent them running to the toilets to blow off 
steam-steam in the form of shooting cum. Wanda didn't know of any scientific 
studies to support her theory, but she was sure that boys were horniest in 
mid-afternoon. After three summers of lifeguarding here at the pool, she 
just knew this was so. 

Why had the three boys tried getting away with rape in a crowded swimming 
pool at five minutes to three? Why had their teenage pricks gotten so stiff 
that they couldn't help but to shove them up this girl's virgin cunt at 
precisely that time? Had they gotten away with their escapade, had the 
girl's friend not come running for help, they would have likely all finished 
up shooting into the girl at the sound of rest-break whistles. At three 
o'clock on the nose they would have culminated their bestial young lusting. 

Bestial! Wanda liked that word. It was a word Estelle used often in 
referring to boys. Estelle thought that boys were no better than dogs or 
billy goats. Well, maybe they weren't, but Wanda found that thought kind of 
exciting. Unlike Estelle, who hated boys, Wanda rather liked them, found 
their bestial antics cute-even when it came to raping a virgin girl. 

She led the girl now into a corner of the dressing room to talk to her. 
Estelle, of course, would have taken the girl into her office to calm the 
girl and to lick her pussy like a mother cat licking the wound of its 
kitten. Estelle's tongue would have not only licked away the minute traces 
of blood caused by the forced fucking of the boys' pricks, but she would 
have kept on licking the girl's pussy until the girl had shivered with 
orgasm, and probably Estelle as well. As much as Estelle hated young boys, 
she loved young girls. Wanda, however, liked cock better than pussy. 

"Now, honey," Wanda said, sitting the girl down on a bench and putting her 
arm around the girl's shoulder, "I think you're going to be fine. Look-the 
blood didn't even get onto your bikini. Most of it just washed away in the 
pool. I'll bet it doesn't even hurt anymore." 

She helped the girl pull her panties down. Then she squatted down in front 
of her and pressed apart the lips of the girl's cunt so she could inspect 
the girl's fucked pussy. 

"It looks fine-just fine. Don't let this silly little incident bother you. 
Instead, just think-you're a woman now. You'll never again have to worry 
about the pain of that first fuck." She kissed the young girl's open cunt, 
tasting the sweet muskiness of it. 

The girl giggled. "I guess not. It is a little sore, though." 

"Don't let that worry you. The soreness will be gone by tomorrow at the 
latest. Soak your pussy in a hot tub tonight and tomorrow you won't even 
know anything happened. You're lucky-three cocks inside you your first time 
and you're just a little sore. You should have seen me the first time I got 
fucked. I was about your age and this high school football player I was 
sweet on got me in his car, and, man, he had a really big prick, and after 
he fucked me I couldn't walk without waddling for a week." 

The girl laughed and Wanda laughed. "So," Wanda said, "you can go out 
swimming again or you can go home, but why don't you just forget what those 
three boys did to you-I mean, don't make a fuss about it or spread the word 
around about what happened. People would starting thinking that the 
lifeguards here aren't doing their jobs, if you know what I mean." 

"Sure," the girl said, and Wanda was pleased. In her book, it always paid to 
be honest with kids. 

The moment the girl left the dressing room, Wanda headed for the toilet 
room. She still had ten minutes to have some fun. She slipped into a stall 
and latched the door behind her. Then she re moved a small wooden sign from 
the wall behind the toilet. The sign was held in place by two screws, which 
Wanda quickly took out with a small screw driver. The moment she'd gotten 
the sign off the wall, Wanda peered through a hole of about three inches in 
diameter that had been bored into the plywood wall that separated the boys' 
toilet room from the girls' toilet room. Some mischievous boys had bored 
holes in the back wall of each toilet stall several years ago so they could 
peek at the girls. However, to thwart their evil ways, the management had 
placed these small square signs over the holes, and there the signs 
remained-except when Wanda removed them temporarily to spy on the boys. 
Since the holes were blocked off on the girls' side of the wall, the boys 
had no way of removing the blocks, so they had long ago forgotten that the 
holes were there, which was to Wanda's advantage. 

What Wanda was looking at now was two boys, one with hair around the base of 
his dick, the other without pubic hair. They stood naked, their swim- trunks 
down around their ankles, their pricks throbbing in their pumping fists. 
They stood facing each other, in profile to Wanda's line of sight, and their 
heads were turned toward the front of the toilet stall. On the door of the 
stall someone had drawn in pencil a gigantic set of spread female thighs, 
between which gaped an open hairy cunt. Wanda could hear the boys breathing 
deeply as they beat off their pricks-one cock no bigger than her own middle 
finger, the other a good six-inch prick. 

"Look at it," the older boy panted. "How'd you like to get your prick into 
that?" 

"Man, would I!" the younger boy muttered. "Man, I'd fuck that cunt until I 
shot my stuff!" 

"So would I," the older boy said, beating his rampant prick faster and 
faster, rounding his skinny back and humping into his furiously pumping 
hand. 

The younger boy imitated him, rounding his back, humping his little ass, and 
pumping hard. "I'm gonna shoot!" he announced. "Oh, oh, I can feel it 
coming!" His tight little fist became a blur. The boy grunted. "Awwww!" His 
cum squirted out in thick grayish gobs, some of the wads pelting the other 
boy. 

"Hey, watch it!" The older boy leaned out of the younger boy's line of fire, 
then, with a gasp, began firing his own cum. He turned toward the door and 
squirted thick white strands of cum against it, making two direct hits 
against the sketch of the open cunt. "Ahhhh, feels good!" "Yeah," the 
Younger boy agreed. "Real good!" Wanda pulled her hand out of her bikini 
panties, where she'd been sliding it up and down her juicy cuntslit, and 
quickly replaced the small sign and screwed it on securely. Then she slipped 
out of that toilet stall and slipped into the adjacent stall. She removed 
the sign that blocked the peep-hole and peaked through. 

Half her vision was cut off by the back of a boy's head, The boy was 
reclining on the toilet, his feet up in the air and braced against the sides 
of his stall door, his head leaned back against the wall behind him and half 
covering the peep-hole. Had Wanda wanted to, she could have scratched his 
scalp. She could smell the boy's scalp, could feel the warmth radiating from 
his head. She stifled an urge to push her lips through the hole and to kiss 
his brown hair. 

She could hear the boy's excited breathing, could see his hand working up 
and down his long cock, could see his abdominal muscles dancing as his 
ribcage rose and fell and as his loins humped. His bare toes wiggled and 
crossed. Fuck-lube bubbled out of the gaping piss-slit of his bloated purple 
prickhead. The boy was stark naked, his trunks probably in a wet heap on the 
floor next to the toilet. His skin was shiny with water, bronze and downy. 
The veins stood out on his feet and calves, in his hand, even under the thin 
skin of his undulating abdominal muscles. 

Wanda thrust her hand into her panties and shoved her middle finger up her 
cunt. She was hot inside, and wet, and she knew she could come any time she 
wanted to. She massaged her cunt walls gently and cautiously, however, 
because she wanted to save her orgasm for the boy with the long skinny 
prick. He was waiting for her in the booth adjacent to the boy she was 
watching now. Wanda glanced at her watch. 

Come on, baby, she wanted to tell the boy she was watching now. I don't have 
more than a minute to watch you, so blow your load now. Come on-beat that 
horny slab of boy-meat! 

As if her thoughts had burrowed into his skull, the boy let out a whimpering 
moan and spurted cum all over his brown abdomen. The wads of thick white cum 
splatted audibly against his smooth flesh. An alkaline-smelling mist filled 
the air, and Wanda inhaled it as if it were the scent of roses. She eased 
her finger out of her throbbing cunt and covered up the peep-hole. 

The stall adjacent to this one displayed a sign on its door-out of order. 
The toilet inside wasn't really out of order, but Wanda needed some trick to 
reserve that stall as her own every afternoon during the three o'clock 
break, so she would put up that sign the first thing after she blew her 
whistle and hurried into the dressing room. She slipped into the stall now 
and latched the door securely behind her. Then, within seconds, she stripped 
off her yellow bikini halter and panties. Within a few more seconds, she had 
removed the block of wood over the hole. 

The boy's prick slid through the hole at her instantly, and Wanda straddled 
her toilet and sat down. Then she leaned forward and kissed the hot head of 
the boy's cock-silky, throbbing, delicious! The cock flexed in response to 
her kiss, greeting her. She sighed, then opened her mouth and let the skinny 
young prick slide between her lips. She felt the prick arteries flutter 
against her upper lip, felt vibrations zinging through the rock- hard 
cockshaft. As she applied just the least bit of suction, the boy's cock 
jumped in her mouth and she could hear him moan. 

She was in love with this boy-whoever he was. She played with his cock every 
Monday through Saturday during the three o'clock rest break. She been doing 
it for two months now, ever since the first week of this year's swimming 
season. He'd discovered her spying on him through the hole that first week, 
and he'd shoved his cock through at her. They'd been meeting daily ever 
since. Sometimes she would let him fuck her. Sometimes he would even lick 
her cunt when she plastered it against the hole. But most of the time she 
would suck him off. It was the least awkward thing to do through the hole, 
and Wanda hungered for the taste of his youthful cum. She called his cum her 
vitamins. 

The boy's dickhead throbbed deep in her throat. Wanda shoved her lips into 
the hole so she could feel his pubic hairs tickle them. Sometimes she'd find 
his cockhead in her mouth, and these hairs she'd save. She had about fifty 
of his curly brown pubic hairs in an envelope at home, and she often took 
them out and ran her fingers through them while she rubbed herself off. 

The boy humped, sliding his long skinny cock in and out between her sucking 
lips, in and out of her tight mouth and throat. She loved this boy's prick. 
His cock was at least seven inches long, but thinner than most cocks that 
long, so it was perfect for playing with through this hole. She used her 
tongue now, licking with churning motions as it slid in and out, licking the 
underside, all the way from the base to the head. "Mmmm!" she could hear the 
boy groan. "Ahhh!" 

You darling angel! she thought. I love you. Squirt your sweet warm juice 
down my throat once more. Come on, honey, let me have it. I'm dying for a 
taste of it! 

She fucked three fingers in and out of her cunt, slowly, cautiously, 
bringing herself to the brink of orgasm, but holding off. Her toes clawed at 
the concrete floor from the hot sensations flooding her loins. She was 
close, so close! But she had to hold "Come on, stud, let it fly! 

She twisted the tip of her wet tongue against the sensitive underside of the 
boy's prickhead, tweaking the pleasure-strand there. At the same time, she 
gently chewed the hard cockshaft and sucked. 

The boy fucked his prick down her throat so hard that his loins jolted the 
plywood wall separating their stalls. "Ohh, wowwww!" she heard him gasp, his 
voice high-pitched and whining. "Uhhhh!" With a grunt, he shot his hot 
creamy load down her waiting throat. 

Wanda cooed as the sticky-sweet boy-cum filled her mouth, as it splashed 
against her tonsils. She sucked gently, teasing the warm fuck-fluid out of 
his balls, out of his skinny young loins. It tasted so good. Her head 
whirled inside as she became drunk on his cum. 

The boy's prick was still hard and jumping when she pulled her mouth off it. 
Cum was still oozing out, but the boy wasn't spurting anymore. Wanda heard 
his groan of disappointment as she stopped sucking him before his orgasm had 
completely throbbed itself out. But then she smiled at his groan of renewed 
pleasure as she backed her ass up to the hole and let his prick slide into 
her juicing cunt. 

She leaned forward and rotated her ass against the wall. The boy's hot prick 
touched every quivering pleasure nerve in the long chamber of her cunt. She 
held her breath, on the verge of orgasm, but holding it off as long as she 
possibly could so she could revel in the luscious sensations of fucking. 

The boy's prick twitched inside her. He fucked in and out, in and out, 
banging his hips against the plywood wall and making it tremble. Wanda 
imagined him clawing the wall with his fingernails as he fucked his ultra 
sensitive, cum-oozing prick in and out of her tightening pussy. She imagined 
his eyes about to pop out of his flushed face. The imaginary vision of the 
boy in pained ecstasy sent Wanda over the brink. "Uhhhh! Uhhhhh!" She gnawed 
her fist to stifle her cries. If she let go and expressed her pleasure with 
abandon, the whole pool would hear. 

It felt good! It felt so good! Her loins exploded inside, hot needles 
shooting in all directions. Her cunt contracted, yanking on the boy's skinny 
Prick. She could hear him gasping. She clamped her eyes shut and churned her 
spasming ass, trying to imagine what her skinny lover looked like, for she'd 
never seen him. She wondered whether he knew who she was-one of the life 
guards. If he did, he knew how to keep a secret. Nobody knew about their 
daily fuck sessions, and she knew that if she continue pleasing her young 
stud, nobody was likely to find out. She sensed that he didn't want to share 
her with anybody. 

CHAPTER FOUR 

The Three boys sat on the bluff at the outskirts of Emery, looking down on 
the Emery Municipal Swimming Pool with three sets of binoculars. It was 
three-fifteen on a sunny Saturday afternoon. The August sun beat down on 
their bare backs. Small streams of sweat ran from their armpits and trickled 
down over their ribs. Inside their jeans their teenage pricks stood up hard 
and aching. Their bare toes dug into the thick bed of pine needles upon 
which they kneeled as they spied upon the scene below like enemy sentinels. 
"Here they come," Nelson said, watching the two female lifeguards exit the 
girls' dressing room to resume their jobs after their fifteen-minute 
mid-afternoon break. They walked side by side, slowly, hips gyrating, long 
hair swaying behind them. Through the high-powered binoculars, Nelson I 
could see their faces clearly, could see Wanda's blue eyes and Estelle's 
yellow-green eyes. Wanda the blond and Estelle the black-haired one. With 
her thick eye makeup, Estelle resembled a cat, a sexy but bitchy cat. 

Leaning their heads toward each other, the two women said a few final words, 
laughed, then separated, Estelle heading to her lifeguard tower on one side 
of the pool and Wanda to her tower on the opposite side. Nelson watched 
Estelle's big tits wobble inside her flimsy red bikini top as she climbed 
the silver-painted lifeguard tower. He licked his lips, salivating, hungry 
for a taste of Estelle's big meaty tits. His prick flexed in his jeans and 
he squeezed. "I'd like to fuck that mother," he mumbled. "Man!" 

His two companions put their binoculars down and started taking off their 
jeans. The twins often appeared to share one mind, often moving together 
like a pair of dancers to perform some simultaneous action without a word 
exchanged between them. As they sat back on the pine needles and peeled 
their faded jeans off their legs, their twin cocks stood up like ivory clubs 
and pounded their lean bronze abdomens. 

Nelson watched them for a few moments, then started to unzip his own jeans. 
"You guys sure they can't see us from down there?" he asked. "Naw," the 
twins said in unison, pulling their bunched jeans over their brown, grubby 
feet. Like Nelson, his two buddies had spent almost all summer barefooted 
and shirtless. "They can't see us," Rodney said, flicking his head to clear 
the thick blond hair out of his brown eyes. He and his brother sported 
identical hair cuts, with their heavy forelocks usually hiding their eyes as 
if they were sheepdogs. "We're too high up," Robby said, "too far away. We 
blend right in with the trees and brush-like Indians." Robby smiled, showing 
his perfect white teeth. 

Nelson smiled back, feeling nostalgic. He and the twins had grown up 
together on these bluffs and in these hills, and they'd spent much of their 
boyhood pretending to be Indians. Since the twins had gotten a car to bomb 
around in, this was the first time this summer that Nelson and his two 
buddies had come up here to the bluffs. Like the old days, Nelson thought-us 
three Indians. He kicked off his jeans and massaged his balls with two 
hands. "Man, I'm horny!" He stroked his cock, from its throbbing purple head 
to the thick base of its shaft. "Why don't we charge down there right now 
and raid the pool? Three naked savages with flapping hard pricks. I'll throw 
Wanda over my shoulder, and you two can drag Estelle." 

The twins whooped. "And then we'll get 'em up here and fuck 'em on the 
cliffs before we drag 'em back to the farm an make 'em lick pig nuts." 
"Shit!" the twins said in unison, both of them pumping on their eight-inch 
pricks. 

Nelson watched them pound their cocks, happy that he was turning them on and 
happy that he was their best friend. He'd always been proud to have two 
older guys for his best friends, and he'd always been proud that the three 
of them owned the biggest pricks at Emery High School and possibly in the 
whole area. After careful measurements of the top sides of their pricks, 
they'd determined that the twins owned identical eight-inches and that 
Nelson owned a real whopper, a true nine-incher. The twins were good buddies 
through, not jealous that Nelson was lucky enough to have that extra inch of 
cockmeat, not jealous like some of the guys at Emery High, especially some 
of the senior foot ball players, who were pissed off because Nelson's prick 
made their pricks look like noodles. "Damn!" Rodney said. "I can't wait till 
we get that Estelle under your old donkey. Shit, old Joey'll split her in 
half." 

"I wanna see her suck off old Bart here," Robby said. 

And Bart, Nelson's Irish setter, sitting on his haunches and watching the 
three boys, pricked up his ears and whined at the sound of his name. The red 
dog's wormlike prick stood up out of its sheath, quivering and dripping like 
the long tongue that hung from the panting dog's mouth. 

The boys laughed. "He knows what we're up to," Nelson said. "Look at his old 
prick. I bet he can't wait to get up on Estelle's bitch ass. He'll probably 
fuck her right up her shithole." "Christ!" the twins said. "Shit, man, I'm 
gonna shoot off if we keep talking like this," Robby said. He released his 
shuddering cock. 

Nelson and Rodney released their own cocks. The three of them picked up 
their binoculars once again. "There's the old bitch," Rodney said. "Man, I'm 
gonna fuck her up the shithole. Christ, I hate her guts!" "Me too," Robby 
said. "But I'd sure like to get my cock up inside her." 

Nelson listened to his buddies discuss their hated enemy while he trained 
his own binoculars on Wanda. Estelle was a hot bitch all right, but Wanda 
turned him on even more. Besides, he didn't have that burning desire for 
revenge on Estelle that the twins did, a desire that fed their lust as much 
as their hate. He disliked Estelle simply because she was the twins' enemy, 
and therefore he was going to help them get even with her. But in the 
process, he was going to have his own fun with Wanda. Wanda, with her 
beautiful long yellow hair. Wanda, with her long lithe tanned body. Wanda, 
with her sexy pointed tits. Tits not as huge and bouncy as Estelle's, but 
tits with candy-pink nipples that would spike when you licked them. Nelson 
had never seen Wanda's tits nude, but he'd : dreamed about them, shooting 
off in his sleep and waking up to find his sheets all wet and sticky- and 
he'd daydreamed about them, jerking off countless times while imagining 
himself chewing on Wanda's tits and fucking his prick in and out of her 
cunt. "We ain't been swimming in that fucking pool for four years," Rodney 
said. "All because that black-haired bitch kicked us out forever." "And what 
did we do?" Robby said. "Went in the pool during one of their goddamn rest 
breaks. Shit, we just got there and the old bitch blows her whistle and 
orders everybody out. And then, shit, we waited and waited forever for the 
old bitch to come out of her office and to blow her whistle again, and we 
just got sick of waiting for her, so we dove in, and a minute later the old 
bitch is out there, screaming her big mouth off and dragging us out of there 
by our hair and into her office. And then she rips off our trunks and beats 
our asses until they turn purple. And that's when I bit her- laying 
bare-assed over her knees, I got hold of her foot and almost chewed her big 
toe off. And then she about tore the skin off my back with her claws and 
kicked us both out forever. Forever, goddamn it! And we used to love 
swimming in that pool." 

Nelson had heard that story many times, and he sympathized with his buddies 
for what the bitch had done to them. At the same time, however, he'd enjoyed 
hundreds of skinny dipping romps with the twins out in the creek on his 
father's farm, romps that probably never would have happened' had the twins 
spent their last four summers swimming in the Emery pool. "I whih we- really 
could go down there and get her now," Rodney said. "Shit, I don't think I'll 
sleep all night waiting for tomorrow." "Me neither," Robby said. He stroked 
his rampant prick while he moved his binoculars up and down and in circles. 

Nelson had put down his own binoculars and was watching his buddies. Bart, 
Nelson's Irish setter, got up off his haunches and meandered over to sniff 
at the twins' skinny white asses. 

Nelson sat back on the pine needles. "Bart, get over here," he yelled. 
"Bart!" 

The big dog reluctantly trotted over to Nelson. "Sit!" Nelson said. 

The dog sat, his red prick still erect, wet, and quivering in the sunshine. 
"He ain't never licked off my prick," Nelson said. "But now I know why he 
always wants to lick asses when we're out swimming or something-it's because 
my little sister has been probably been making him lick her ass and cunt for 
a couple of years now. I ain't never seen her do it with Bart, but after 
what I caught her doing yesterday with the donkey, I'll bet she's had more 
than Bart licking her smelly little crotch." 

Rodney, who had been still watching the goings on at the pool, now put down 
his binoculars and sat down cross-legged, his heavy balls hanging onto the 
pine needles, his prickhead tapping his belly up i above his navel. "I still 
don't believe Tibby was actually jerking off and sucking off the donkey," he 
said. "She's so fucking innocent-looking." I "May my nuts fall off if it 
ain't true," Nelson said. "I believe it," Robby said, jerking on his prick. 
"Christ, I could always tell by the sexy look in. Tibby's eyes that she's a 
fucking little whore behind all that blushing and pussyfooting of hers. It 
wouldn't surprise me to find out she's sucked off the boar. Shit! Or even 
the bull!" 

Rodney thought for a moment, then shook his head. "Well, maybe you're right, 
Rob. She does have sexy eyes. Shit, sometimes when I look into 'em I almost 
shoot off in my jeans." He jerked on his prick and licked his lips. His 
thick hair fell over his eyes and hid them completely. "And you fucked her, 
huh, Nelson?" Robby asked. "You shoved all nine inches of that donkey dick 
of yours right up her cunt?" "Busted her cherry and made her bleed," Nelson 
said, retelling the incident for the tenth time since meeting the twins at 
noon. "I heard it snap like a rubber band, and she screamed, and I drove my 
prick into her until her cunt almost sucked up my balls. Christ, she was hot 
inside, like a nest of hot wriggling worms! Man, did it feel great! I fucked 
her good, all the while trying to hold off from creaming her, but finally I 
couldn't hold it any more, so I let her have it, and her eyes just about 
popped out of her head when I shot. Aw, Christ, it felt so fucking good!" 

Nelson felt the cum welling up in his balls as he told the story. The twins 
were flushed from head to toes, their pricks looking ready to explode. 
Rodney suddenly crawled on his hands and knees to where his red knapsack lay 
on the pine needles. He fumbled with the straps, got the sack open, and 
pulled out a plastic jar of vaseline and the artificial cunt that the twins 
had been fucking for years. He popped the metal top off the vaseline jar and 
swiped out a gob of the lubricant with his brown index finger. Then he 
rubbed vaseline all around and inside of the thick rubbery lips of the 
artificial cunt, and continued to lubricate down into the long rubber tube 
that formed the inside of the cunt. He tossed the vaseline container to 
Nelson, who gobbed some vaseline onto his prick and spread it over cockhead 
and prickshaft as he passed the container on to Robby. 

Rodney, kneeling, held the rubber cunt by the long fuck-tube and slid his 
prick between the tight rubber lips. As he drove his prick into the tube all 
the way, his eyes rolled back and he moaned. Then he waddled on his knees 
over to Nelson. "Hold it for me, will you, buddy?" 

Nelson grabbed the long fuck-tube of the artificial cunt and held it tightly 
in two hands as Rodney, still kneeling, began to fuck his prick in and out 
of the greased rubber pussy. Nelson could feel the heat of Rodney's prick 
right through the thick flesh-colored rubber. 

The lean muscles of Rodney's torso writhed as he fucked. He nodded his blond 
head. "Ohh, man, ohhh, man! I'm gonna fuck that bitch Estelle. I'm gonna 
make her eat dog cum and pig cum. I'm gonna shove a donkey dick up her bitch 
cunt. Oh, yeah! And then I'm gonna fuck her up her bitch asshole! Yeah, 
right straight up her bitch asshole!" Hands on his skinny hips, Rodney 
fucked hard and fast now, fucking his eight-inch cock in and out of the 
rubber cunt. Squishing sounds came from inside the vaselined fuck-tube. 
Nelson's hands and forearms ached from trying to hold on to the thick rubber 
fuck-tube while Rodney fucked his thick stud prick in and out of it. "Cream 
the bitch!" Nelson said. "Cream her asshole!" 

Rodney pumped harder. "Oh, Christ! Oh, shit!" Harder, faster. 

Nelson dug his fingernails into the thick rubber to maintain his grip. "Come 
on, brother," Robby said. "That's Estelle you're fucking, that's Estelle's 
smart-assed shithole you're pumping your dick in. Cream her now! Shoot her 
full!" "Come on, Rodney," Nelson said. "Give it to her!" "Bitch asssssss!" 
Rodney muttered. "Hot fucking shithole! Uh! Uhhh! Ahhhhhh!" 

Nelson could feel the vibrations of Rodney's spasming prick as they shivered 
through the rubber and passed into his straining hands. The fuck-tube 
jerked, Rodney's cock flexing inside as Rodney spurted. Nelson imagined he 
could hear the liquid splatting of cum as it spurted into the fuck-tube. He 
tightened his grip on the rubber. "Ohhh, boy!" Rodney said, teeth clenched, 
eyes closed. "Ooooooooh!" 

His abdominal muscles deformed themselves under his bronze bellyskin. His 
loins jerked, jerked, jerked. His cum spurted again and again into the 
rubber cunt. 

Robby fucked the rubber fuck-tube next while Nelson continued to hold it, 
and Rodney collapsed onto the pine needles, sighing and catching his breath. 

Robby's greased prick slid between the rubber cuntlips easily and 
disappeared up the fuck-tube in a moment. Nelson felt it slide in as he 
watched it. As Robby began to fuck, juicy squishing sounds came from the 
rubber cunt. Robby was fucking his cock in and out of a fuck-tube already 
full of his brother's warm cum. "Give me those binoculars, will you, 
Rodney?" Robby asked. 

Rodney, recovered from his orgasm, reached for the binoculars and handed 
them up to his kneeling brother. "Thanks." Robby didn't miss a stroke of his 
fucking as he lifted the binoculars and trained them down below on the 
swimming pool. "Look at all that cunt down there. Man, would I like to get 
my prick into every last one of those girls." His binoculars moved in 
circles. "Oooh, there's a hot one on the diving board. Jesus, look at them 
tits bounce! And there's Wanda. Hard to believe, but every body says she 
sucks Estelle's ass. I wonder how she'd like to suck off old Bart." 

The Irish setter, still sitting where Nelson had ordered him to sit, 
whimpered at the sound of his name and almost lost control of himself and 
jumped up. "Stay!" Nelson ordered. "Stay!" 

Bart settled back down, looking painfully disappointed. 

Robby fucked with long strokes, yanking his cock out of the rubber cunt 
until just the tip of his prickhead kissed the cuntlips, then fucking back 
in with a grunt. 

Nelson's own prick throbbed each time Robby fucked in. Nelson knew what 
Robby was feeling. Those rubber cuntlips were tight, and when he fucked 
between them hard, the feelings shot through his prick like hot needles and 
he came almost every time. "Hey! Estelle's got her foot up in her lap and 
she's rubbing her big toe," Robby announced. "That's the same toe I almost 
bit off. Skit! That was one hot big toe. I can still taste it. Oh, shit!" 

Robby fucked his prick in and out with a concentrated rhythm now. His heavy 
balls flapped. His brown boyish nipples stood out hard and quivering. "Ohhh! 
Ohhhh! Uhhhhhhh!" Robby fired his hot jism into the rubber fuck-tube. 
"Wowwww!" 

Cum bubbled out the entrance to the rubber cunt and dripped from Robby's 
bloated brown balls. "Shoot it all in there," Nelson muttered, his prick 
pounding his abdomen as he sat on the pine needles and wiggled his ass with 
excitement. Then, the moment Robby signaled that he was done shooting, 
Nelson eased the cunt off Robby's drip ping prick and thrust the cum-filled 
fuck tool into Rodney's hands. "Now you hold it for me." "Sure thing," 
Rodney said, sitting up and taking a tight grip on the rubber fuck-tube. 

Nelson kneeled and guided the lube-dripping head of his nine-inch prick 
between the tight rubber lips. He sighed as he shoved his prick down the 
warm fuck-tube. The combined cum of Rodney and Robby bathed the entire 
length of his cock. The tight rubber lips clung to the base of his cock like 
real cuntlips. As he pulled out, the rubber lips continued to cling to the 
hard shaft of his prick. The rubber cunt felt almost as good as Tibby's cunt 
had felt to Nelson yesterday afternoon. Almost as good, but just almost. 
This rubber cunt wasn't hot inside like Tibby's, nor did the cunt walls 
quiver and nibble like Tibby's real cunt, nor did this rubber cunt have a 
pulsebeat inside it. Still, for being just rubber, it was one hell of a 
substitute for real meat, and with all that warm cum inside it, and with 
Rodney holding the rubber fuck-tube, Nelson couldn't complain. All he could 
do was moan. "Oh, yeah, feels real good." He hooked his hands on his hips 
and let his spine swing his loins. 

His long cock fucked in and out slowly. Creamy cum squeezed out around the 
clinging rubber cunt lips and ran down over his nuts. Nelson closed his eyes 
and imagined himself fucking Wanda, imagined his huge prick slipping in and 
out between her tight blond cuntlips, imagined her moaning and cooing as his 
hard prickshaft rubbed her pea-sized clit back and forth. Nelson had seen 
enough pictures of clits in the twins' magazines to imagine what Wanda's 
must look like, and, when he imagined it, he imagined himself kissing, 
sucking, nipping her pussy with his teeth. "Mmmmm!" he moaned. "Oh, Christ!" 
He fucked faster, plooshing his cock in the cum-fihled fuck-tube, feeling 
the thick rubber walls of the fuck-tube massage his cock. "Come on, Nelson, 
cream it!" Rodney urged. "Yeah, Nelson, shoot that big thing off," Robby 
said. "Who you fucking, anyway?" "Wanda," Nelson muttered. "Real tight cunt. 
Hot bitch ass. Big sexy nips. Hard cut-real wiggly." He pumped hard, feeling 
prickles shoot through the core of his wrist-thick prick. Sexy knots of 
pleasure tightened in his loins, in his nuts, in the pit of his asshole. 
Warm sensations rippled through his legs and made his bare toes tingle. He 
fucked harder, faster, beginning to pant, beginning to drip sweat from his 
forehead and nose. The sun lashed his bare back, licked down his spine and 
between his asscheeks. "Cream Wanda!" Robby said. "Squirt your stuff up her 
cunt. Fuck that bitch!" 

Rodney squeezed the outside of the fuck-tube faster, harder. "Come on, boy, 
let her have it!" 

Nelson thrust his tongue out, imagined himself shoving it down Wanda's 
throat. He could taste her sweet mouth, could taste the back of her cock- 
sucking throat. Suddenly, he imagined himself shoving his cock into her 
mouth, imagined her eyes crossing as she watched his long cock disappear 
into her own face. He felt the cum uncoiling in his balls, felt it swirling 
up through his sex tubes and into the piss-tube of his cock, felt his cock 
begin to contract and his piss-tube to itch with the fire shooting through 
it. Every cell of his body seemed to open up and to throb with pleasure. 
"Ohhhh, Mannnn! Ahhh! Ahhhh! Ahhhhh!" He was squirting, shooting his hot cum 
into the rubber cunt while Rodney frantically manipulated the fuck-tube. Hot 
arrows of pleasure shot through the core of his loins, shot through his cock 
and asshole, shot up his spine and down his legs. His legs trembled under 
him. He groped for a nonexistent ass to steady himself. As the last of his 
cum oozed through his cock, he eased his prick out of the tight rubber 
sheath, milking out the last itchy sexual sensations. 

He fell on the pine needles. "Ahh, that was great!" 

Bart was whining, going out of his doggy mind with hunger for his accustomed 
treat. His long tongue drooped and dripped. His dog-eyes looked watery with 
pain. "Should we give it to him?" Rodney asked. 

Nelson sat up and held out his hand. Rodney handed him the cum-dripping 
rubber cunt. "OK, boy!" Nelson said. And the big red-haired dog sprang up 
and over. Nelson held the artificial cunt while the dog fucked it. 

The twins whooped with laughter, and so did Nelson. "I wonder if Estelle or 
Wanda like cum," Rodney said. "What kind of cum?" Robby asked. "Human cum or 
animal cum?" "Both kinds," Rodney said, grinning. "We'll find that out 
tomorrow," Nelson said, pushing Bart away. "Yeah!" the twins said in unison, 
their half- hard pricks giving a quick jerk. 

And at that moment a lifeguard's whistle pierced the sunny air down below at 
Emery Municipal Swimming Pool. 

CHAPTER FIVE 

Jerry's tongue lingered in Wanda's throat, dripping saliva, licking gently. 
He had his hand down her blouse, her right nipple between his thumb and 
fingers. 

Wanda felt all her resolve going. With one desperate effort, she tried to 
push him away. 

Jerry held her. "Aw, come on! What's the big deal? So she finds out you've 
been fucking. What's so special about Saturday night?" He caught her nipple 
again and pulled on it, stretching and rolling her nipple between his 
fingers. "Jerry, don't!" She dug her bare toes into the carpeting of Jerry's 
Buick as unwanted sensations exploded in her pussy. "I told you," she said, 
catching her breath. "I promised Estelle when I moved in with her that I'd 
keep Saturday nights open for her. Now take me home. I told her I was just 
going out for a walk-a half hour maybe. Christ, you've had me out here an 
hour. She'll be furious." 

Jerry lowered his hot mouth to her neck and sank his teeth into her flesh. 
"I want you," he said. "I need you. Christ, we haven't fucked since 
Wednesday. I can't stand it. I don't know how you can either." 

Wanda tried to relax, tried to forget the sensations shaking her entire body 
as Jerry gnawed on her sensitive neck. "All it takes is a little 
self-control," she said, lying. "We can fuck tomorrow afternoon, all you 
want, but if I come home now with the smell of cum in my cunt, Estelle will 
have a fit." 

Jerry pushed his hand down into her jeans and slid a finger up and down her 
cuntslit, massaging her cut and her inflated cuntlips mercilessly. Wanda 
pushed on his hard chest, dug her finger nails into the young man's thick 
muscles. Jerry slipped a finger up her cunt. Wanda gasped and fell back. Her 
legs unclamped and fell apart. "Take my clothes off," she moaned. "Oh, God, 
Jerry, take my clothes off and fuck me!" Her heart banged in her chest and 
head with such strength that she could hardly hear, could hardly think. 

Despite the awkwardness of stripping her in the front seat of his Buick, 
Jerry succeeded in getting off her clothes in less than a minute. By the 
time he got down to her panties and was pulling them down her hot legs, 
Wanda was squirming and moaning in a fever of pure lust. Jerry was a real 
stud, with a big prick and a muscular body that had driven all the girls out 
of their minds at Emery High. That hot prick of Jerry's had probably fuck 
more cunts than any other prick in the history of the school, and any girl 
who hadn't been fucked by Jerry had considered herself a sexual failure. 
Now, as Wanda watched her lover strip off his jeans and sneakers, his only 
clothing on this warm August evening, she shivered with delight. Jerry was 
hers, if she wanted him. She knew he had other girls he fucked regularly, 
but she also knew that he wanted her most. He'd hinted of marriage for the 
two of them, but that would have to wait. They were both only eighteen, and 
Wanda wasn't ready to get married yet. Besides, in a way she was married to 
Estelle. Estelle owned the house Wanda was living in and Estelle paid all 
the bills, allowing Wanda to save all her money. It wasn't a bad setup. 

Jerry slid under Wanda and lifted her onto his lap. They were face to face, 
Wanda's tits plastered to Jerry's chest, Jerry's throbbing hot prick trapped 
between their bellies. Wanda wrapped her arms around his neck and Jerry 
wrapped his around her back. They kissed, exchanging saliva, rubbing 
tongues. 

"Sit on it," Jerry said. 

Wanda giggled. She reached down and grabbed his big jerking cock. His prick 
was silky and hot. The fat prickhead tickled her palm. She raised up and 
planted the cockhead between her spread cuntlips Jerry groaned, his dick 
quivering. "Sit on it! Oh, Jesus, fuck it!" 

Teasing him momentarily by wiggling her ass, she finally tensed all the 
muscles of her cunt and let herself down, feeling the wonderful hot length 
of Jerry's prick stuff her cunt. 

"Ahhhhhhhh!" they both breathed. 

"Mmmmmm!" 

"Ride it!" Jerry said. "Slip up and down on it!" Wanda stroked her lover's 
cheeks and licked his nose. She braced her hands on his shoulders. Staring 
straight into his lust-glazed eyes, she began to fuck. Up she went, keeping 
her cunt walls tight and sucking. Down she slipped, straining hard, 
stretching the skin on her lover's sensitive cock. Up she jerked. Down. Up 
and down, slipping, fucking, contracting her cunt rhythmically, her tits 
flapping. 

Jerry's head rolled from side to side against the head-rest of the car seat. 
"Oh, Jesus! Oh, fuck! Oh, baby, you're good!" He panted. His eyes rolled. 

She rubbed her fits against his chest, feeling prickles shoot through her 
nipples. She churned her wet ass against his balls. His big fat stud-nuts 
excited her. 

"Mmmmnmm!" she moaned. "Beautiful!" She fucked faster, bouncing up and down, 
Jerry's slippery hot prick slipping in and out of her seething pussy, her 
head kissing the roof of the Buick as she jerked up, the car rocking on its 
shock absorbers. 

They were parked on an old logging trail just off a secluded country road. 
Ironically, this trail was part of the jogging route she and Estelle 
followed each Sunday morning on their six-mile run. Since they didn't 
lifeguard at the pool on Sundays, they always ran longer than their daily 
three miles on Sunday mornings. Wanda smiled to herself, wondering what 
Estelle would say were she to find out that she and Jerry had fucked here. 

Jerry reached down and fingered her asscrack. He twisted his finger against 
her asspucker and Wanda paused long enough to let him shove his finger up 
her asshole. His finger twisted inside her, adding to the fuck sensations 
that were already curling her toes and causing her to claw Jerry's 
shoulders. 

"Ohhh, God!" she moaned. "Fuck! Fuck my shithole!" 

As she fucked up and down, screwing herself on Jerry's steel-hard prick, 
Jerry's finger fucked in and out of her asshole, driving her out of her mind 
with pleasure. 

"Eeeeeeeeh!" she whined. "Ohhhhhh!" Then she wrapped her arms around Jerry's 
head, smothered his face with her fits, and screwed her ass with orgasm. 
"Awwwwwww!" 

Jerry devoured her tits, drooling warm saliva down her belly. His prick 
jerked inside her. She felt his hot spurts. 

"Shoot it!" she gasped. "Oh, darling, shoot it!" Jerry groaned. "Uhhhh! 
Uhhh! Uhhhhhhhh!" Hot cum filled her. Hot cum bubbled out of her sliding 
cunt and greased her lover's balls. Her toes clawed the balls of her feet 
and she clung to him. 

"Coming!" she grunted. "Oh, coming!" 

* * * 

Estelle lay on her side under the blankets, Wanda's hot ass pressed to her 
lower belly, the rubber dildo she'd strapped to her groin buried to the hilt 
up Wanda's tight young cunt, her hands filled with Wanda's hot pointed tits. 
As Estelle humped, the dildo fucked in and out easily, making squishing 
sounds inside Wanda. Wanda was juicy tonight, but all the eighteen-year-old 
girls Estelle had fucked were juicy inside. It was youth, juicy wonderful 
youth. Estelle wished that she were tits. One cockhead touched her chin and 
the other prickhead balanced on the mattress near her blond crotch. "Oooooh, 
how sexy!" The young girl licked the end nearest her lips. Then she grinned 
at Estelle. "Now, what are we gonna do with this?" 

Estelle felt the juices oozing out of her as she wiggled across the room. 
Her inflamed cuntlips shimmied together, causing salty thrills to throb in 
her loins. She tossed her head sensuously, feeling the ends of her long 
raven-black hair tickle her lower back. 

"Rest your pretty back against the headboard, doll," she directed Wanda. 
"And then spread your legs wide." 

Wanda, propping a pillow against the headboard of the bed, sat up against it 
and spread her legs. In the lamplight, her spread cuntlips glistened with i 
moisture. Estelle slithered onto the mattress between the girl's legs and 
kissed Wanda's open crotch. Her nostrils dilated at the strange scent of 
Wanda's cunt tonight. For just a moment, Estelle was certain that she 
smelled cum, that cum was the scent tainting the tart smell of Wanda's cunt 
tonight, but then she put the thought out of her mind. Wanda wouldn't have 
dared, she assured herself. Wanda wouldn't have dared to fuck a boy on a 
Saturday night. Saturday night was a special night, reserved for her alone. 
Estelle licked Wanda's wet crotch until the blond girl began to pant. Then 
she sat up, grabbed the two-foot-long dildo, and twisted one end of it into 
Wanda's buttery cunt. 

Wanda's pink toes pointed and clenched. "Oooooh, it's so thick!" the young 
girl panted. "Mmmmmm, fuck it into me! Uhhhh!" 

Estelle eased the thick dildo in deeper, twisting it, easing it back out, 
then twisting it in deeper. She watched with fascination as the young girl 
absorbed the massive dildo into her tight cunt, watched the way the blond 
cuntlips seemed to chew at the fleshlike dildo, watched the way the little 
cunt appeared to suck up the dildo like a mouth. Estelle was astounded at 
how much of the rubber cock Wanda's cunt was able to take. 

"How's it feel, doll?" Estelle asked, fucking the dildo in and out, in and 
out. 

Wanda giggled, her face flushed, her tits heaving. "Real good! Uh, oh, God, 
fuck!" 

Estelle smiled. She loved to hear Wanda talk dirty. When Wanda said the word 
fuck, Estelle felt tingles in her crotch. 

"Shit!" Wanda gasped. "Oh, fuck! Christ!" Estelle flushed with heat. She 
took her own place on the bed, then, sitting opposite Wanda and facing the 
girl, she draped her legs over Wanda's spread legs and eased her spread 
crotch toward the end of the dildo sticking out of Wanda's cunt. 

"A double fuck!" Wanda said. "Ooooh, this oughta be fun!" 

Estelle giggled. Grabbing the thick dildo near its middle, she directed the 
prick-knob between her spread cunt slabs, then grunted as she impaled 
herself on the rubber cockshaft. Her cunt swallowed up as much of the dildo 
as Wanda's, perhaps an inch or two more. She felt good, stuffed with the fat 
rubber dong, her cunt tissues stretched and tingling. She leaned forward and 
kissed Wanda. Their tits mashed together, hard nipples rubbing hard nipples. 

"Let's fuck," Wanda said, her voice pained with sex-ache. 

"Mmmm, let's!" Estelle said. 

And they began to move. 

The dildo seemed to have a life of its own, seemed to move spontaneously 
inside the both of them. As Estelle churned her ass, her Cunt manipulated 
the dildo for Wanda, and, as Wanda fucked the dildo, her cunt in turn fucked 
the dildo in and out of Estelle. It was give and take, the big dildo fucking 
back and forth, in and out, around and around. The dildo seemed to slide 
easily inside the greased crotches of the two heated women, seemed to twist 
and fuck as if controlled by the loins of an experienced stud. Estelle 
closed her eyes and moaned. The feeling was incredible. The thought of what 
was happening was enough to make her come. Wanda was fucking her at the same 
time that she was fucking Wanda. 

"Mmmmm, it feels so good!" Wanda moaned. "Oh, Estelle! Estelle! Beautiful!" 

"Hot little vixen!" Estelle said, biting Wanda's lips, grinding her heated 
big tits against Wanda's. "Oh, let's fuck, let's come! Oh, oh, God, this 
feels good!" 

They humped in unison, fucking the big greased dildo in and out of each 
other, twisting their asses on the mattress. Less and less of the dildo 
remained exposed to the air. Their seething, sucking cunts ate up more and 
more of the dildo, swallowed more and more of the thick rubber cock until 
their hot, gaping cunt slabs met and rubbed together, the massive two-foot 
dildo completely swallowed by their crotches. They writhed against each 
other, rubbing their hard clits together, rubbing inflamed cunt-meat against 
inflamed cunt-meat, oozing hot juices between each other's cunt slabs, 
saturating the mattress under their clasped cunts until their asses slid on 
the cunt-buttered sheets. 

"I'm almost ready," Estelle grunted. "Me too," Wanda said. They increased 
their fucking speed, driving toward orgasm. 

A short whine, followed by loud purring, drifted to Estelle's ears. 
Something thumped the bed, and then she felt Tiger's furry softness and 
warmth rubbing against her ass. The big tomcat occasionally liked to join 
the two women in their fucking. Tiger began to lick up and down Estelle's 
sweaty asscrack, the cat's bristly tongue sending chills up her spine and 
causing her back to flash goosebumps. 

"Tiger's sucking my ass," Estelle said. 

Wanda chuckled. "He must like the taste. Just like I do." 

Estelle squeezed Wanda and churned her ass. "Let's come, doll. I can't hold 
out much longer." 

"Any time you're ready," Wanda said. 

"How about now?" Estelle humped hard. The dildo seemed to jerk and vibrate 
inside her. "Ohhh, I feel it coming!" 

"Oh, Estelle!" Wanda cried, her pretty blue eyes rolling back until only the 
whites showed. The girl panted, her heart throbbing so hard that Estelle 
could feel it. The rubber dildo seemed to change into an electric vibrator 
as orgasm hit Wanda's cunt. "Ohhhhhh, Estelle!" 

Estelle gasped, feeling itchy thrills flood her loins. The orgasmic 
sensations shot throughout her body. Her ass jerked as if firecrackers were 
going off inside her cunt. 

"Ohhhhhh, Wanda, Jeeeesus! Ahhhhhhh!" 

The two women writhed together, churning out their mutual orgasms; rubbing 
tits and bellies together, whining together with hot pleasure. 

When their orgasms subsided, Estelle disengaged herself from the rubber 
dildo. Then she grasped the free end and eased the dripping cock out of 
Wanda. Reversing the ends of the dildo, she shoved the end that had been in 
her own cunt into Wanda's mouth and sucked the end that had been in Wanda's 
cunt into her own mouth. They gazed into each other's eyes as they each 
licked the other's cuntjuices off the rubber dick. 

Estelle felt something furry and warm moving against her thigh as she sat 
before Wanda. Between them, Tiger was crouched, licking up the cunt ooze on 
the mattress. 

"Should we let him lick our cunts?" Estelle asked Wanda. 

Wanda shook her head no. "I tried that once. His tongue feels like 
sandpaper. He about made my clit bleed in three licks." 

Estelle laughed, then playfully pinched Wanda's tit. "Crazy little bitch! 
You deserved what you got." 

CHAPTER SIX 

They rode bareback like Indians, Nelson on his stallion, and Rodney and 
Robby on brown mares. Nelson's stallion was named Blacky, and his coat had 
the same color and sheen as Estelle's long hair. 

She'll make a nice mare for you, old boy, Nelson thought, stroking his 
horse's long neck as he and Blacky led the way down the old logging trail. 
The trail wound through the woods near Nelson's farm, and Nelson knew that 
Estelle and Wanda jogged on Sunday mornings about ten o'clock. He'd spied on 
them from up in the trees or behind bushes many times, watching them come 
puffing down the trail, then watching their round sexy asses gyrate as they 
disappeared up the trail. One time he'd seen them stop so Wanda could stoop 
and take a piss. On that occasion he'd jacked off as he'd watched the golden 
strand of piss hiss out of her pink cunt. Then, after she and Estelle had 
left, he'd gone and pissed on the same spot Wanda had pissed on, and then 
he'd jacked off again. 

They reached a small ravine with some outcrop pings of yellow sandstone and 
Nelson raised his hand, signaling the boys behind him to stop. He turned 
Blacky and faced the twins. They resembled real wild savages this morning, 
dressed like himself in nothing but a jockstrap, their wind-blown hair like 
gold fire in the morning sunlight, their sun- bronzed skin gleaming with 
sweat and grime. They'd all three worked like hell for the last two hours, 
getting the chores done, then setting up for the fun they were going to have 
with the two girls. Nelson's parents and Tibby had gone fishing up at the 
lake and wouldn't be home until late this evening. Nelson had gladly stayed 
behind to do chores and to watch over the farm. He felt good now, with most 
of the chores finished and with a whole day of excitement ahead .pf him and 
the twins. 

"You guys look like you got pistols in your jocks," Nelson said, eyeing the 
twins' jockstraps, which tented with their straining hard pricks. 

"And you look like you got an arm inside yours," Rodney said, grinning. 

"Or a billy club," Robby said, reaching between his legs to scratch his 
balls. 

"All I can say is, I hope they don't decide not to jog today." Nelson rubbed 
his rampant prick, feeling its heat through the elastic mesh of the jock. 

"Well, we'd better get in position. They might come along any time. You two 
hide behind those rocks on that side, and I'll hide over there. 
Remember-I'll lasso Estelle first. Then you two grab her and tie her so I 
can go after Wanda." 

"Let's strip her before we tie her," Rodney said. Bobby grinned. "And maybe 
I'll bite off her big toe." 

They took their places and waited, petting their horses' necks to keep the 
animals calm and quiet. After ten minutes, the horses' ears pricked up and 
they began to shuffle uneasily. 

"They're coming," Nelson whispered across the path. "Get ready!" He let out 
his stiff lasso and gripped it carefully. His heart throbbed and he felt 
like shitting. 

This is crazy! he suddenly thought.. It's great fun to pretend, but this is 
the real thing. We can't do this. We'll end up behind bars. 

He looked across the trail at his two buddies. Their eyes met his. He could 
tell they were having - the same doubts. 

"Animals!" Estelle said, her loud voice carrying through the still forest 
air. "I tell you, I thought I'd broken some bones in my hand on that first 
one. I should've used the ping-pong paddle right off, but it was too much 
trouble going after it since I had the little beast bare-assed over my knees 
already. Ooooh, the little animal! He had the nerve to squirt his stuff 
right down my leg while I was punishing him!" 

Wanda laughed. 

"It's not funny," Estelle said, panting. 

"They're all animals." 

Nelson could hear the rhythmic padding .of the girls' running shoes on the 
leaf-strewn trail. Almost here! The tone of Estelle's voice-oh, so 
righteous-drove all doubts and reservations out of Nelson's mind. He gripped 
the lasso tight. 

Driving his bare heels into Blacky's flanks, whirling the lasso over his 
head, he rode out onto the trail behind the two girls, and, as they looked 
over their shoulders, he let the lasso fly. The stiff rope hooped Estelle, 
and he yanked it tight, binding the screaming young woman around her 
midsection, just under her bouncing tits. The twins were off their horses 
and on Estelle almost as fast as the lasso. They loosened the lasso, threw 
it back to Nelson, and wrestled the kicking, scratching lifeguard to the 
ground. 

Wanda, after staring at her captured companion for a few shocked seconds, 
suddenly turned and sprint up the trail. 

Nelson yanked home his lasso and spurred Blacky after her, driving his bare 
heels into the horse's warm flanks. 

They caught her half a minute later-around a bend in the trail-just as she 
was about to flee into the woods. Nelson let his lasso fly, and it caught 
her by her right ankle, tripping her. Nelson drew the lasso tight and sailed 
off Blacky to fall on the girl. 

They wrestled. She scratched his face, his chest, his back. She tried to 
knee him in the balls, but he rolled to the side just in time. He got on her 
back and crushed her to the ground. His teeth sank into the back of her 
neck, sank right through her soft blond hair. She tasted good enough to eat. 

His bite seemed to calm her, to hypnotize her, to pin her where she lay. She 
stopped shrieking, her cries easing to whimpers. Her chest rose and fell, as 
she gasped for breath. Nelson could feel her heart banging. 

"I love you," he said, his words welling up mindlessly, coming out of 
nowhere, shocking even himself. Then, after he'd said them and had realized 
what he'd said, he said them again. "I love you! Oh, Christ, do I love you!" 

His prick throbbed, strangled inside his jock. 

Slowly rising off the girl, he reached down and eased his fingers under the 
waistband of her running trunks. He pulled the blue nylon down her legs, 
then the pink panties underneath. He shoved her T-shirt up. She wore no bra. 

"What are you gonna do?" Wanda asked, her voice barely audible. She lay 
there passively, chewing at her clenched fist. "Are you gonna rape me?" Her 
head was turned to the side, and Nelson could see tears on her exposed 
cheek. 

Nelson found himself tongue-tied. At last he mumbled, "I'm gonna take off 
your clothes." He slid down to her feet and untied her shoes. He slipped 
them off her pink feet. She wore no socks. He lifted her feet to his lips 
and kissed them. They tasted sweet, slightly sweaty. He licked between her 
toes, enjoying the taste and aroma. His prick ached. He quickly got her 
clothes all the way off and wrapped them, together with her shoes, into a 
bundle, using the lasso rope to bind them. 

Wanda lay sprawled face down on the grassy, loamy forest trail. Except for 
the cream-colored areas that her bikini had protected from the sun, her skin 
was a warm golden-brown. The deep cleft between the girl's asscheeks drew 
Nelson as if it contained some exotic mystery or some secret scent. He fell 
between her legs and pushed his nose into the warm cleft. 

Ass! Wanda's ass! The thought sent shivers through him. He drove his tongue 
between her asscheeks and licked furiously up and down the en tire length of 
her sweaty-sweet asscrack, feeling her hot asspucker nip at his tongue like 
a tight, hungry little mouth. He shoved his tongue inside Wanda's body, 
tasted the inside of her ass. Wanda gasped. 

Nelson heard hoofbeats and stood up. "My buddies are coming," he said. "If 
you ride with me and behave, I won't have to tie you up." Wanda sat up. 
"Where are you taking us?" Her eyes met his own, then slid down his body and 
focused on his tented jockstrap. Her mouth dropped open enough to show 
Nelson that she was stunned by the size of his prick. 

Nelson lowered his jock and let his cock spring out into the sunshine. 

Wanda caught her breath, her blue eyes gleamed. 

Nelson re-covered his prick. "Will you behave?" he asked. 

"Yes," Wanda said, standing up. "Of course." 

Nelson helped her up onto Blacky and swung up behind her. He wrapped his 
arms around her naked torso and gripped the reins. Wanda held the bundle of 
her clothing. 

The twins appeared, the two of them riding one mare while they led the other 
mare. Estelle's naked bound body was draped over the other mare, her big 
sexy ass exposed to the sun. 

"What the hell is happening?" Estelle asked, fighting futilely to free her 
tied wrists. 

CHAPTER SEVEN 

The boys had taken them to a farm not too far from where they'd been set 
upon and kidnapped. Now they sat on a bed of straw in the hayloft of a red 
barn, their hands tied behind them with strong twine, their backs resting 
against hay bales, their legs spread apart and bound at the ankles by twine 
attached to concrete blocks that the boys had placed n the floor of the 
loft. The huge sliding door into the hay loft stood wide open, and the two 
women, could see a gently sloping hill planted with' tall corn. In the 
foreground they could see two smaller red buildings-barns or stables-an 
orange tractor, and white chickens scratching around the dusty barnyard. A 
steep-sloped approach-ramp constructed of earth and rock and gravel led up 
to the hayloft from the barnyard, a roadway upon which a tractor could be 
driven up into the loft. At the base of this approach stood the three near 
naked boys, apparently engaged in a conference. 

"Get away! Get away!" Estelle said to the red-haired Irish setter that kept 
creeping up between her legs and sniffing at her spread crotch. 

Wanda almost chuckled. Some guard dog! He was more interested in sniffing 
pussy than in keeping Estelle tied up. He paid no attention to her at tempts 
to free herself. Instead, he tried repeatedly to lick her crotch, which 
brought repeated shrieks from Estelle and scared him off temporarily. 

"Calm down," Wanda said. "I can tell that he doesn't bite." 

"Easy for you to say. He's not bothering you." 

"Here, boy!" Wanda called. "Leave Estelle alone." 

The setter lifted its nose and stepped over two naked legs to stand between 
Wanda's legs. He sniffed her mouth. She could feel his moist warm breath on 
her lips. Then he sniffed her pointed tits. 

His tongue flicked out and he licked her left nipple. 

Wanda caught her breath, then giggled. The dog's tongue tickled as well as 
stimulated her. 

Estelle shook her head. "Have you lost your mind? This is no time to get 
friendly with a goofy dog. We've gotta get out of here. Those three little 
animals are whacko." 

The setter pushed his snout down to Wanda's crotch and sniffed excitedly. 
Wanda watched his long red prick snake out of its hairy red sheath like an 
excited worm. The sight caused her heart to throb. A prick was a prick, 
animal or human. The setter began to lick her crotch with long swipes of his 
hot dripping tongue. Wanda tried to squeeze her legs together to relieve 
somewhat the intense sensations caused by the dog's hot tongue, but she 
couldn't budge the concrete blocks that held her ankles. Her ass churned on 
the straw. "Oh, God!" she moaned, listening to the slurping of the dog's 
tongue. And then she began to pant. 

"Oh, for Christ sake!" Estelle said. "You're hopeless." 

"I can't help it. Feels too good." Wanda gazed down toward the barnyard 
where the boys were bending over as they pulled their jockstraps down their 
long legs. They looked like three boys getting ready to go skinny dipping. 
As the boys straightened, Wanda felt her eyes strain away from their 
sockets. Those three grubby-looking teenage boys displayed the biggest cocks 
she'd ever seen. The two blond twins had pricks longer and fatter than even 
Jerry's. And the redhead-Christ-he had a purple monster. She hadn't been 
imagining its size when she'd first seen his cock out on the trail! That 
redhead had a cock almost as big as his muscled farmboy forearm. 

The dog's tongue wriggled into her cunt. Her toes curled under. The dog's 
cool snout rubbed against her cut. She felt as if she had bugs crawling up 
her asshole. 

"They're coming back," Estelle whispered. "Oh, shit!" 

"Just stay calm," Wanda said. 

"Calm? They're liable to cut our throats. I've seen those two blonds before, 
probably at the pool-years ago." 

"They're Robby and Rodney Hart," Wanda said. "Sophomores at Emery High. Made 
the varsity wrestling team as Freshmen. The redhead I don't know. Belongs to 
the farm here I'd guess." 

The boys padded the last few yards up the approach ramp and stepped into the 
loft, their big cocks wagging like cowboy six-shooters. They stood in the 
sunlight, casting cool shadows on the two women, stood with brown hands on 
lean hips. Their balls shifted menacingly in their bloated brown ball-sacs. 
They grinned, showing white teeth, the blond twins flanking the slightly 
shorter redhead. 

Wanda gasped as the big dog nipped her cunt with a sharp tooth. 

"You like getting licked by a dog?" Robby asked. 

"Yeah, you like having sex with a dog?" Rodney asked. 

"You little bastards!" Estelle shouted. "You won't get away with this!" 

"Shut up or I'll bite your toe off," Robby said. 

The other two boys giggled. 

Robby swaggered up between Estelle's legs and tweaked Estelle's open crotch 
with his big toe. Estelle swore, and Robby rammed his big toe up her cunt. 
Estelle gasped. 

Robby squatted slightly and rammed his hard cock at Estelle's lips. "Kiss my 
pecker!" 

Estelle clenched her teeth together. 

Robby twisted his big toe in her crotch. 

Estelle's mouth opened in a gasp. 

Robby rammed his cock into her face, rammed his prickhead down her throat. 

Estelle choked, gagged, squirmed, her face turning purple, spit bubbling out 
of her mouth and dripping from Robby's brown balls. 

Robby wrapped his arms around Estelle's head and humped at her face. Wanda 
could see his fat cockhead bobbing in Estelle's throat. Estelle went limp, 
her eyes rolled back. Robby yanked his cock out of her mouth, and Estelle 
jerked as fresh air rushed into her lungs. "Now, you gonna kiss my pecker?" 
Robby asked, continuing to twist his big toe in Estelle's cunt. 

His cock twitched just a fraction of an inch from Estelle's lips, the 
piss-slit gaping and oozing fuck lube. Estelle kissed the purple cockhead, 
in the process sipping off the thick tear of sticky fuck lube. She wrinkled 
her nose, pursed her lips. 

"Swallow it," Robby ordered. 

Estelle licked her lips and swallowed. 

All three boys cheered. 

Robby slipped his toe out of Estelle's cunt, then lifted the dripping digit 
to Estelle's mouth. "Suck my hot toe. Eat your slimy cuntjuice." 

He jammed his toe into Estelle's mouth before she had time to resist. 

"You bite it," he warned, "and I'm gonna shit in your mouth." 

Estelle did as she'd been ordered. 

Robby pulled his toe out of her mouth. "Nice and clean," he said. 

"Bart!" the redhead called. "Get your nose out of there!" 

The dog ignored him. The boy grabbed the dog by the collar and pulled him 
away from Wanda's inflamed pussy. 

Wanda slumped back with a relieved sigh. The dog's licking had almost been 
too intense. 

The twin blonds untied Estelle's ankles. Then, while Rodney held Estelle by 
her long black hair, Robby squatted behind the suddenly quiet young woman 
and untied her wrists. They dragged her up, turned her around, and draped 
her torso over the hay bale against which she'd been leaning. Her huge tits 
flattened against the yellow hay, her knees pressed to the floor, her ass 
flashed big and round in the sunlight shafting in through the open door way. 
Wanda wondered which of the boys was going to fuck Estelle doggie style, and 
she found herself suddenly jealous. She almost opened her mouth and asked 
them to fuck her instead. 

Don't let it be the redhead, she prayed. Oh, may the redhead fuck me first. 

The redhead dragged the whimpering, struggling dog up behind Estelle while 
the two blonds sat on the hay bale on opposite sides of Estelle and held her 
down with muscular brown hands. The redhead released the red dog. The dog 
shoved his snout into Estelle's crotch, licking immediately. 

Estelle groaned, muttering something incomprehensible. 

"Bart, no!" the redhead said, grasping the dog's collar and pulling him 
back. Then he hauled the dog up onto two hind legs and walked him forward 
like a baby until the dog's front paws rested on Estelle's lower back, the 
dog's claws gripping into Estelle's tanned skin. 

The dog whined, his loins suddenly shivering and humping, his wormlike red 
prick quivering as his cock disappeared into Estelle's crotch. 

The three boys whooped, their cocks twitching excitedly. 

"Fuck her, old boy!" the redhead yelled. 

"Let her bitch cunt have it!" Robby shouted. And the dog responded to their 
words with the fastest fucking Wanda had ever seen. The dog's coppery-red 
loins became a blur as the panting, drooling dog fucked his slippery red 
prick in Estelle's cunt. 

Estelle gasped, panting almost as loudly as the dog. "Oh, God!" she 
muttered. "Oh, God, oh, God, oh,God!" 

The boys wriggled and giggled, pounding their rampant pricks shamelessly. 
Wanda's cunt leaked hot juices. She imagined the three big cocks fucking her 
simultaneously, imagined the red dog's prick slithering inside her own cunt. 
Her toes curled with prickling sensations like those causing her cunt to 
contract. 

The dog's back rounded. His claws seemed to disappear into Estelle's tender 
flesh as he gripped her for his hot fucking. His hairy loins banged away 
between Estelle's legs with a nonstop rhythm that was almost machinelike in 
its regularity and intensity. The dog's nose went up in the air and he 
howled. The redhead gripped the setter's collar and yanked the big dog off 
Estelle. 

"Over!" he yelled. 

The blond twins flipped Estelle over, shoved her to the floor, and held her 
under the arms in a sitting position as the redhead walked the whimpering 
setter toward Estelle. The dog's burning red prick squirmed and twitched as 
if spastic. Then, within a foot of Estelle's face, the dog-prick began 
spurting, squirting her straight in the nose. The redhead all but swung the 
dog against Estelle's face, driving the dog's coming prick between Estelle's 
lips. Estelle gagged as the dog shot again and again and again down her 
throat. Thin grayish dog-cum drib bled from Estelle's lips. She continued to 
gag while the dog howled, his hairy loins shivering as spasm after spasm 
gripped him. 

The three naked boys beat their cocks with their free hands, fuck-lube 
bubbling out and greasing their prickheads. 

Wanda moaned out loud, helpless to rub her throbbing, inflamed crotch. This 
was torture. This was the real torture. 

The redhead heard her. He released the dog's collar, letting the twins deal 
with both the dog and Estelle, and he quickly squatted and untied her 
ankles. The knots exploded with a simple tug of his grubby farmboy fingers. 
He undid her wrists in only a few seconds. Then he threw her down on the 
straw and fell on her, writhing between her legs as his monstrous hot cock 
jammed at her pussy. 

She could smell his sweet boyish breath, could hear his painfully excited 
gasps and moans, could feel his hot muscled chest and belly against her 
tingling tits and abdomen. She forced her hand down and between their 
bodies, groped for the boy's cock, found the slippery monster and guided his 
prick between her cunt slabs. 

"Now!" she gasped. "God now!" 

The boy's red-hot cock stuffed her, the prickhead stretching her cunt more 
than her pussy had ever been stretched, the thick cockshaft dilating her 
cuntlips and stretching them like rubber. The boy shoved his tongue down her 
throat, drooled his sweet warm saliva into her mouth, got his hot hands 
between their chests and mauled her tits. His skinny ass bucked. His cock 
fucked her. She wrapped her naked legs around his ass and hugged his loins 
to her spread crotch. Her heels twisted against his asscheeks. She rubbed 
the soles of her feet against his silky asscheeks, then began to claw the 
smooth flesh with her toenails. At the same time, she groped at his smooth 
back with her fingernails. 

"Fuck me!" she moaned. "Oh, Jesus, fuck me, fuck me!" 

The marvelous young redhead fucked her as she had never been fucked before. 
Not even Jerry had ever fucked her with so much passion, with such 
intensity. And this boy's cock was the most wonderful prick she'd ever felt. 
So big, so hot, so alive! 

She rocked her hips, fucked upward to meet the boy's savage down-thrusts. 
"Deeper!" she grunted. "Deeper! Harder! Oh, God, God, darling!" 

"I love you!" the boy muttered between his teeth. "I love you!" He gnawed 
her lips, gnawed her jaw-bone, licked her neck and sank his teeth in to her 
tender neck-flesh just as he had out on the trail when he'd caught her and 
fell on her. 

She'd been so afraid, but also so excited! She'd thought he was going to 
rape her, and how she'd wanted to be raped! It was crazy, but she'd been so 
scared that her fear had turned to excitement, her cunt had ached. She 
longed to be raped, to find out what it would feel like. 

"Rape me!" she gasped now, imagining herself once more at the mercy of the 
bestial, sweet- scented boy. "Oh, rape me!" 

The boy's teeth sank so deep into her sensitive neck that they must have cut 
into nerves, for she felt electrical tingles zing through her shoulder and 
down her flank. Her entire body prickled hot and cold. Goosebumps covered 
her. Her cunt contracted, sucking the boy's fucking young prick. 

"Wanda!" the boy moaned. "Oh, Wanda!" His supple spine flowed under her 
caressing, clawing fingers. His skinny ass bounced like a basket ball under 
her massaging feet. His endlessly long prick fucked in and out of her pussy. 

Wanda felt her eyes roll sensuously. She was going to come, going to explode 
with orgasm any second, but she had to know the boy's name before she did. 
She must know the beautiful young boy's name. 

"Your name," she gasped. "What's your name?" 

"Nd-Nd-Nd-" the boy grunted, his dick slicing, his eyes wobbling. "Oh, 
Christ, oh, Christ-Nelson!" 

"Nelson!" Wanda moaned. "Oh, my darling, uhhbhhhhhh!" The moment she spoke 
her lover's name, her orgasm flared inside her and roared through her loins, 
shook the sensitive walls of her cunt chamber like sails in a gale, 
stiffened and wriggled her cit until she thought it had split in half. She 
clawed her lover's undulating back. "Ohhhhh, God, Nelson! Ohhhhhh, God!" 

The boy's prick ballooned inside her, hardened from stone-hard to 
steel-hard, shivered as if probed by an electric wire. "Awwwwwww!" the boy 
wailed, "Awwwwwww! Fuck!" 

His hot spurts burst into her, splashed against the shivering depths of her 
cunt chamber, splatted inside her pussy like heavy wads of hot wax. With 
every quivering flex of the boy's prick, a fresh load of hot young jism 
bathed her spasming cunt. And, with every spasm of his cock, the boy whined 
as if pained, all the muscles of his young body straining as he fucked into 
her cunt again and again. 

Wanda caressed his sweat-misted lower back, contracted her cunt, milked her 
young lover's prick until his cock twitched less and less inside her, spent, 
the last of his cum oozing from the piss tube. 

They lay together a long while, panting, the sun washing over them, Nelson's 
prick still held by her cunt. When Wanda finally recovered her mind enough 
to check on Estelle, she discovered that Estelle and the two twins were 
gone. The Irish setter was still around, however. She could tell by the feel 
of the dog's wet tongue on her wide-stretched cuntlips. The dog was licking 
up the juices that had oozed out of her, licking her cuntlips. As the dog 
licked, the two of them began to giggle. 

CHAPTER EIGHT 

Nelson pulled his cock out of her and shoved the Irish setter away. When the 
dog lunged back toward Wanda's crotch, the boy grabbed the dog by its 
leather collar. 

"Damn it, Bart, you just don't know when enough is enough, do you?" 

Wanda sat up. "Why don't you let him do what he wants?" 

The skinny redhead frowned at her. "You mean you're into dogs?" 

"I hadn't been," Wanda said. "But now I don't know." She positioned herself 
on her hands and knees and wiggled her ass up at the boy and the dog. 

The boy sighed and the dog whimpered, fighting to break loose from the boy's 
grip. 

"Let him go," Wanda said. "See if he learned how to do it by himself." 

"OK," Nelson said. "You're asking for it." He released the restlessly 
dancing setter. 

The dog shoved his cool wet nose against Wanda's hot crotch, making her 
squeal with sudden chills. She wiggled her ass crazy for the dog to mount 
her. 

"Up, boy," she said over her shoulder. "Fuck me, you big red-haired stud. 
Come on, boy." 

The boy stepped toward the dog. 

"No," Wanda said. "Give him a few seconds. I want him to get up on me by 
himself." It would be that much more exciting to know that the dog was 
mounting her voluntarily, to know that the dog wanted to fuck her instead of 
being goaded to fuck her. "Come on, baby. Fuck my ass." 

She shivered with excitement at the sight of the dog's long red prick 
twitching under his hairy belly like a long wet worm. The dog prick was 
dripping. She couldn't wait to feel the hot dog cock wriggle inside her 
pussy. She drove her ass back at the dog, walked backward at him on her 
hands and knees. The dog backed up, his snout pressed to her wet cunt. Then, 
suddenly, he raised up on his hind legs and planted his warm paw-pads and 
sharp claws at the sides of her lower, back. His hairy loins jerked forward, 
and Wanda felt his cock fuck at her pussy. As his prick entered her, she 
gasped at the piercing heat, wriggled as his cock wriggled in- side her. The 
dog humped instantly, fucking his prick in and out of her until she gasped 
for breath. 

"Oh, God, he's so quick! Jesus! Oh, wow! Fuck me, you big hairy beast! Fuck 
me, fuck me, oh!" Her cunt quivered with the quick-fucking dog prick. Her 
ass throbbed, on fire. She was a real bitch in heat now, she realized, and 
the thought excited her. 

Nelson kneeled in front of her as his dog fucked her from behind. His 
enormous cock stuck straight out of his loins, slightly drooping toward the 
end. After shooting its profuse cum load into her moments ago, his prick 
stood only half-hard. He placed his large farmboy hands on opposite sides of 
her face and brought her face up as he teased her lips with his 
mouth-watering cock. 

"Wanna suck it, Wanda? Wanna taste it?" 

Wanda, her mind whirling with the fucking she was getting from the dog, 
could only moan, extending her tongue and trying to lick the sexy tip of 
Nelson's prick. 

The boy pressed his hot cock closer. Wanda could smell his prickhead. She 
placed the tip of her tongue at the entrance to the boy's piss-slit and 
twisted it. Her tongue wriggled into the boy's piss tube. 

"Oh, Jesus!" Nelson gasped, his prick stiffening to full hardness. "Man!" 

Wanda, her tongue buried a half inch up the boy's enormous cock, licked the 
hot flesh inside his piss-tube. Fuck-lube oozed up the long piss-tube and 
squeezed out around Wanda's probing tongue Wanda pulled her tongue out and 
sucked up the delicious warm fuck-lube. She was so excited that she saw 
stars behind her eyeballs. 

Nelson shoved his cock down her throat, forced it in until his wiry red 
pubic hair scoured her nose His prickhead throbbed deep in her throat near 
the base of her neck. Behind her, the dog drooled spit on her back as he 
fucked his squirming prick inside her. Wanda bucked her ass, crazy to come. 
The dog's prick slipped out of her. Wanda gagged as Nelson began to fuck her 
throat. 

The dog whimpered, clawed her back, danced on her calves, trying to get his 
prick back in her cunt. His hot prick slipped all over, up and down her wet 
crotch, slipped between her asscheeks. The dog fucked blindly. The pointed 
end of his prick lodged in the tight ring of Wanda's asspucker. 

Oh, Christ! she thought. He's gonna bugger my asshole! 

The dog's prick fucked into her ass and Wanda's toes curled. The dog's cock 
felt like a stiff, hot, wet tongue up her ass. As the setter humped, Wanda's 
asshole sizzled. 

"Eat me, suck me!" Nelson grunted, fucking his nine-inch prick in and out of 
her mouth and throat. His hands still cradled her face as he throat-fucked 
her Wanda, dizzy, could hardly maintain her balance. Cock filled her from 
both ends. Needles of sex-sensation shot through her asshole, shot down her 
throat, prickled her nipples and the soles of her feet. Her orgasm hit 
without warning, over whelming her, shaking every bone in her body. 

Oh, God, help me! she wanted to scream. It feels too good. It almost hurts. 

The dog's prick reached a fucking crescendo in her asshole. The dog's claws 
gouged her flesh. The big setter let out a howl-like whimper and squirted 
piss-like streams of dog-cum up her asshole. The dog-cum was hot, and it 
shot out with piercing spurts. 

Wanda's eyes rolled until her vision became a watery blur. Her body trembled 
all over. She tried to suck the jism out of Nelson's plunging cock, but she 
found her jaws going slack. The sensations screwing through her body were 
weakening her against her will. All the strength left her arms and legs and 
she collapsed into the bed of straw beneath her. The setter's prick slipped 
out of her spasming asshole, and the dog pumped his last hot cum spurts onto 
her naked back. Nelson's big cock jerked out of her throat, its fistlike 
prickhead whopping her under the nose as she went down, nearly making her 
nose bleed. 

She lay on the straw, panting, feeling the dog licking its own cum off her 
back, feeling Nelson stroke her hair. 

"Sorry," she said. "I wanted you to come." 

"It's all right," Nelson said. "I'm better off saving my jizz We've got a 
long afternoon to enjoy ahead of us and I need all the jizz I can get." 

CHAPTER NINE 

The beady eyes of the enormous boar leered at Estelle as she faced him from 
outside the pig pen. The two bastard twins had forced her down on her hands 
and knees in the hot dust of the barnyard. They kept calling her a sow, and 
now she felt like a sow, her tits drooping low and heavy, her bare ass 
turned up to the probing fingers of the sunshine. 

This was all so unbelievable. Had anybody predicted that this was going to 
happen to her, she would have had the laugh of her life. She would have 
believed that men got pregnant and that women had cocks before she'd have 
believed that this would have ever happened to her. But it was happening. As 
sure as she had tits and a cunt, this was happening, and she was powerless 
to help herself. 

The twins were tough little bastards. Either one of them could rape her by 
himself if he wanted to. And they had weapons besides, like that leather 
strap the one named Robby was now dangling from his grubby paw. He'd cracked 
her ass with it a few times, and she'd decided to give up fighting the two 
young animals-even if they forced her to kiss that ugly pink snout she was 
now facing. Avoid pain and stay alive was her motto now. She'd never escape 
these bastards if they beat her so that she couldn't crawl, or if they cut 
her throat. Stay alive. Avoid pain. Obey. Time for revenge later but she had 
to keep her head now Robby squatted behind her and jammed a few fingers up 
her dog-fucked cunt. "Old Bart really reamed her out, Rod." He twisted his 
fingers in side her, causing her to wince and gasp. "Her cunt's all red and 
wet." He ripped his fingers out of her and replaced them with his hot cock, 
sinking his long prick inside her until his hard belly smacked her ass. 
"Ahh! Feels real good!" 

Estelle hated the boy. She tried not to feel what his cock was doing to her 
cunt, but she couldn't help herself. She bit her lip to keep from moaning. 

Her cunt contracted spontaneously around the boy's hot prick, against her 
will. 

"Oooh, she's sucking hot!" Robby said. "And I thought she was a lez. Shit, I 
could sit here without moving and I bet her cunt would suck my prick right 
off." 

Rodney lifted his foot and rubbed her under the chin with his dirty toes. He 
smirked down at her, his brown eyes glinting. "She's feeling your cock, 
brother. I can tell by her eyes." 

Estelle looked away, back into the eyes of the sniffing boar. His flat snout 
quivered, nostrils dripping. 

"I think she's in love with Alex," Rodney said. "Ain't you, baby?" He 
continued to stroke his toe under her chin. "Give old Alex a smooch on his 
pretty snout, you hot old sow." 

Estelle closed her eyes and clenched her teeth. Her resolve to play along 
dissolved with Rodney's order. They could kill her if they wanted to, but 
she was not going to kiss some dirty old boar. Imagining herself doing it 
and actually doing it were two different things. She would not do it. Never! 

Robby pulled his cock almost completely out of her, then fucked into her so 
hard that her skull vibrated. Estelle gasped, the wind half knocked out of 
her. 

"Do what my brother says," Robby ordered. He pulled his cock out, then 
fucked his prick back in even harder. "Jesus!" Estelle gasped under her 
breath. "Throw me up your strap, Robby," Rodney said. "I'll give her a few 
lashes across her back." 

Estelle kissed the boar smooched him on his wet pink snout as he shoved it 
through the fence of his pen. 

The boys laughed. Robby fucked his hot cock in and out. 

"Kiss him again," Rodney said. "I wanna see t your tongues touch. I wanna 
see some French kissing between a sow and a boar." 

Estelle kept her eyes open, afraid that the boar would bite her face. She 
kissed him on his open mouth, then nearly vomiting as his hot dripping 
tongue licked her across the face. 

"Touch tongues," Rodney ordered. "Lick each other's tongues." 

Their tongues met, the boar's enormous drip- ping tongue and Estelle's small 
one. Estelle tasted the pig's spit. tongue-flesh licked tongue-flesh, 
electrical thrills prickled Estelle's mouth. Tingles streamed down her 
throat, the same feelings she got when French kissing with Wanda or some 
other girl. Her cunt contracted around Robby's fucking cock. 

"Oooooh, she's feeling that," Robby said. "Her cunt feels like it's got 
hands inside." His fingers gripped her ass as he fucked his cock in her 
cunt. 

"OK, you two lovers, break it up." Rodney shoved his dirty bare foot in 
Estelle's face and received a few licks at his toes from the boar's flapping 
tongue. 

Estelle moved back, shivering, pig-spit dripping from her lips and chin. 

"Now," Rodney said. "You're gonna suck that pig off." 

He took up a rope that had been hanging over one of the fence posts of the 
boar's pen, and he made a quick noose and dropped the noose over the boar's 
head. He pulled the noose tight, then leashed the boar securely to the thick 
fence post. 

Robby pulled his cock out of Estelle, and he and Rodney dragged Estelle over 
the fence and into the pig pen. They forced her onto her hands and knees 
behind the boar. Robby mounted her again from behind and fucked his prick up 
her cunt. 

Estelle felt relieved as the hot cock stuffed her once more. The fuck 
stimulation helped take her mind off the situation in front of her. The 
boar's enormous pink balls pulsated just inches from her nose. 

"Lick his nuts first," Rodney said. He put his hand on her head and pushed 
her face toward the boar's balls. "Go on. Get him good and excited." 

The smell of the pig's ass was enough to get Estelle licking furiously. The 
faster she licked, the sooner this nauseating ordeal would be over. Bristly 
hairs covered the boar's huge spongy balls, hairs that felt like needles 
jabbing her tongue as she lapped. "Suck 'em a little," Rodney ordered, 
directing her head this way and that, pressing her mouth closer. 

Estelle opened her mouth wide and sucked in as much ball as she could 
handle. As she munched boar's balls, she felt them vibrate like turbines; 
The boar snorted, shifting restlessly, his hooves kicking up dust. 

Estelle's face dripped sweat. The sun felt like acid on her back. Robby 
fucked his rock-hard prick in her cunt, jolting her ass each time he slammed 
in. 

"OK, now kiss his ass," Rodney ordered, just hope he doesn't decide to 
shit." He yanked her: face up, gripping her by the hair. 

Estelle's nose and lips nestled against the quivering asspucker of the 
snorting boar. She kissed it. 

"Now lick it." 

She licked it, trying not to breathe. "Now shove your tongue inside it." 
Rodney pulled her hair so hard that her eyes watered. "Lick out his 
shithole!" 

Estelle shoved her tongue up the boar's ass, feeling the pig's tight 
asspucker suck at her tongue. Wincing, holding her breath, she wiggled her 
tongue inside the snorting boar. The hot folds in side his shithole quivered 
from the stimulation of her twisting, probing tongue. The boar grunted 
excitedly, hoofing around and humping his chunky loins. Estelle could hardly 
keep her tongue inside him. Her chin bounced against his enormous spongy 
balls. 

Rodney yanked her away by the hair. "OK, that's enough. Now get under him 
and suck his prick." He shoved her down onto her elbows in the dust, forced 
her to crawl under the grunting pig. 

Robby shuffled along behind her on his knees, keeping his hard cock in her 
cunt, hardly missing a stroke. She had to get down so low that her tits hung 
in the dust so she could suck the boar's prick. At the same time, she had to 
keep her back arched and her ass high so Robby could fuck her from behind. 

The boar's cock stood out of its sheath, dripping and quivering, resembling 
a corkscrew-shaped worm. Its color was a dark shade of pink, and its musky 
odor strangely excited Estelle. She felt she should hold her nose, but at 
the same time she found herself sniffing the pig's cock as if his prick were 
some exotic flower. The cock moved as if alive, screwing back into its 
sheath partially, then screwing back out. Estelle realized she was frowning 
as she watched the strange sex organ of the boar, frowning with both disgust 
and fascination. 

Rodney got down beside her and shoved his face near hers. "Let's see you eat 
it." He was breathless. "Come on, suck the hot pig-prick." 

Estelle's heart throbbed. She was becoming excited. She moved her lips close 
to the pig-cock and felt its steamy heat. The prick jerked and squirmed 
against her lips. 

"Suck it!" Rodney said. He reached under her and rolled her nipple between 
his fingernails. Whimpering with pain and excitement, Estelle let the boar's 
cock slide into her mouth. The boar grunted, snorted, humped. His prick 
cork-screwed in her mouth, its hot tip tickling her tonsils. Estelle 
tightened her cheeks and sucked on the slippery cock. Her mouth prickled 
inside, fucked by the boar. Behind her, Robby began a steady and intense 
fuck rhythm, fucking his cock in and out of her cunt in a way that caused 
her toes to curl and her ass to throb with pleasure. 

"Wow!" Rodney said. "Wow, she's really sucking it! She likes it-I can tell. 
She wants to suck the pig-cum out of that hot prick." 

You bastard! she thought. Oooh, I wanna kill you! But those thoughts were in 
the back of her mind. Her head was spinning now with too much excitement to 
dwell on them. She found herself bobbing her head, twirling her tongue, 
sucking the pig's cock in an effort to make him come. She realized that she 
was hungry for the jism of this grunting boar. She rubbed her tongue all 
over the pistoning, cork-screwing pig-cock. 

Come on, big boy, feed Estelle! I wanna see what your pig tastes like, she 
thought. 

The boar grunted, danced, snorted, humped. Estelle munched, sucked, licked. 
Rodney stuffed the end of one of her tits into his hot mouth and gnawed her 
tingling nipple. Robby clawed her ass as he fucked her seething cunt. She 
felt fuck-juice leaking out of her cunt and dribbling down her legs. She 
hadn't juiced like this in years. 

Robby grunted louder than the boar. His hard cock flexed inside her pussy 
and exploded with orgasm. His hot adolescent jism squirted deep into her 
cunt, spearing the sensitive flesh at the pit of her pussy. At the same 
moment, Rodney almost bit off her throbbing nipple. 

Orgasm overwhelmed her. She chewed the pig's prick as if his cock were a 
stick of wood. She felt the orgasmic sensations in the core of her body. Her 
ass throbbed. Her crotch exploded again and again as the spurting youth 
fucked her with his prick. She sucked the pig's cock down to the sheath. 

The boar came, shot hot streams of pig-cum down her throat. His chunky 
flanks shivered rhythmically with the spasms of his orgasm. His prick became 
like a hot corkscrew in her mouth, twisting this way and that against her 
tongue and cheeks, jabbing at the roof of her mouth, fucking at her tonsils 
as he spurted his sticky jism. Pig-cum dripped from her tonsils, trickled 
down her throat, filled her mouth and dribbled out. The taste was pungently 
alkaline, surprisingly much like the taste of human cum, only much stronger. 

Robby fucked his prick in her cunt until he'd squeezed out all his cum. As 
he pulled out, Estelle's cunt contracted spontaneously, sucking at his 
prick. His cock disengaged from her cunt with an audible sucking sound. The 
boy rubbed his cum plastered, juice-lubricated prick up and down Estelle's 
asscrack. 

"That felt good," Robby said. "Her cunt went crazy." 

The pig-cock retreated into its sheath within seconds after his prick had 
stopped squirting and the boar's flanks had stopped shivering. Estelle 
swallowed, licked the cum off her lips, swallowed again. She wanted to 
collapse right there. She felt all used up. 

Rodney stood up and pulled her away from the boar. 

She tried to climb to her feet, but Rodney pushed her back down onto her 
hands and knees. 

"Stay just like that," Rodney said, descending onto his knees behind her. 
"Now its my turn to fuck this sexy ass of yours." 

Robby walked over and sat down in front of her to watch his brother fuck her 
from behind. He pulled his knees up to his chest and wrapped his arms around 
them. His softened prick curled heavily over his brown balls and its head 
rested in the dust. Behind him, the enormous boar, its head still leashed, 
half hung itself as it collapsed on its side with a satisfied grunt. It 
closed its beady eyes and began to snore immediately, its floppy ears 
flicking away flies. 

Rodney mounted her. He fucked his hard cock into her cunt in one quick 
thrust. Luckily her pussy was well lubricated with Robby's cum, and her cunt 
was still slightly loose from the fucking Robby had just given it. 

"Jesus!" Rodney said, fucking his prick inside her. "This is like fucking 
into a tub of butter. You really filled her up, brother." 

Robby pushed the heavy yellow hair out of his eyes. "She was juicy as hell 
to begin with." 

Rodney fucked her for a minute or two, then uncorked his cock from her. He 
rubbed the dripping cock up and down her asscrack, then twisted a finger 
into her asspucker. 

Estelle gasped. She closed her eyes, knowing full well what the filthy boy 
was going to do to her. As Rodney twisted his finger inside her asshole, 
Estelle sucked deep breaths, trying to relax. She'd never been ass-fucked, 
although she'd ass-fucked Wanda with a dildo many times. Wanda claimed that 
if she breathed deeply and relaxed, getting a cock up the ass was as 
pleasurable as taking one up the cunt, sometimes even more so. 

Rodney dipped his fingers into her cunt, lubricating them, then greased her 
asspucker with the cum and cunt-lube. He did this a few more times, then 
fucked his prick up her cunt again and pulled out immediately. 

"I'm gonna fuck your shithole," he said. "So hold on." 

Estelle braced herself, digging fingers and toes into the warm dust of the 
pig pen. She tried to relax the muscles in her loins, especially those of 
her ass. 

Rodney pressed the throbbing knob of his prick against her asspucker. The 
tight rings at her ass en trance stretched, her asshole opening. The knob of 
Rodney's cock fucked into her ass. 

"Uh!" she grunted. "Oh, God!" 

Robby lifted his brown foot and tweaked her lips with his dirty toes. "Here, 
suck on these." 

She took his filthy toes into her mouth and chewed on them while his brother 
fucked his cock farther into her aching shithole. The toes in her mouth 
distracted her attention from her asshole enough to allow her to relax. 
Rodney's prick slid all the way into her, his cockhead throbbing in the pit 
of her belly, his bloated balls mashed against her naked crotch, his blond 
pubic hairs tickling her asscrack. Her asspucker was stretched wider than it 
had ever been stretched before. She felt stuffed with hot throbbing 
cockmeat. Despite the achingly tight feeling in her asshole, she enjoyed the 
sensations pulsating outward from the pit of her pussy. 

Robby wiggled his dirty toes in her mouth. His flaccid prick became engorged 
with blood again and raised its fat cockhead out of the dust and sprang once 
more to a full erection, the dusty prickhead tapping the boy's lean abdomen. 
The boy stroked his cock while he watched his brother fuck Estelle's 
shithole and while he watched Estelle eat his own toes. 

Rodney's greased prick fucked easily in Estelle's asshole. Within a minute 
after he began humping, he was fucking her hard and quick, zipping his long 
cock out of her all the way, then fucking back into her gaping asshole as 
her ass closed around his cock and sucked him in. He yanked out, nearly 
pulling the guts out of her. He fucked in, causing her ass to explode with 
hot prickles. Out-in. Out-in. Fuck, fuck, fuck. 

Estelle's ass rotated automatically, screwing itself on the boy's tusk like 
cock. Strangely, she felt the fucking sensations not only in her asshole, 
but in her cunt as well. She banged her ass back, humping as the boy fucked 
her. The hot feelings mounted in her loins. 

Why had she never ass-fucked a cock before? Damn it, she'd been missing out 
on a great feeling. 

She gnawed on Robby's hot toes, watched Robby beat his big purple-headed 
cock, wriggled her body, her tits flapping, churned her ass, crazy to feel 
Rodney squirt his hot jism up her shithole, crazy to feel the sensations of 
orgasm burst through her loins once again. 

The boar opened one eye and watched her. She could still taste the pig-cum 
in her mouth, and the thought of what she'd done to the huge boar excited 
her. She'd chewed his big bristly balls, she'd licked out his asshole, she'd 
sucked off his corkscrew cock. The lazy old boar began to piss. A long 
stream of yellow pig-urine pelted the dust as the boar lay on his side 
grunting. Some of the piss spurted onto the boar's own belly. 

How gross! Estelle thought. Oh, how fucking gross. And she laughed inside, 
imagining herself in this pig pen with this old boar and sucking us cock and 
letting him fuck her and letting him piss on her. How absolutely vile! she 
thought. Estelle, you're becoming an old sow! The thought excited her so 
that it caused her to orgasm. 

She whined, drooling, her mouth stuffed with all of Robby's toes and half 
his foot. Her ass contracted convulsively, clamping down hard around 
Rodney's fucking prick. 

"Wowwwww!" Rodney wailed. "Ohhhhhhhh, wowwwwwwww!" His cock jumped and 
quivered inside her, spurting jism into the depths of her sucking asshole. 

Fuck me! she screamed in her mind. Screw me! Creamy my shithole! Fuck my ass 
apart! God, it feels good! 

She chewed Robby's toes, licking between them, licking under the toenails 
and trying get at the dirt. Such filthy big toes on such a filthy young 
boy-but, oh, they tasted so good, they were so exciting! 

Rodney's squirting jism hurtled up her spasming shithole. 

Next to the pen fence, the old boar sniffed the air and grunted. His wet 
cock screwed out of its sheath and quivered in the sunshine. 

Estelle felt her eyes rolling. She was drunk on her feelings, drunk on lust. 
If she could do it without getting crushed to death in the attempt, she'd 
fuck that old boar. 

CHAPTER TEN 

"It's so big!" Wanda said. "I never knew horses had such big cocks." She 
watched the black stallion's enormous prick retract into its sheath. "What 
happened to it?" 

"It went back inside," Nelson said. He stroked her bare ass, rubbed his 
middle finger up and down her asscrack. Then he wrapped his arm around her 
again and pulled her tight next to him. Turning their heads to the side, 
they kissed, tongues probing each other's mouths. 

They stood in the dusty corral, bare toes wiggling in the sun-heated dirt, a 
hay-scented wind swirling up under their arms and crotches. The sun breathed 
on them, turning their dark tans darker, baking their naked flesh and making 
them sweat. They broke their kiss at last. 

"Whew! You're some kisser!" Wanda caressed Nelson's perfectly square 
pectoral muscles, rippled her fingers down over the ridges of his 
rectangular abdominals. His cock hung over his large balls, half-hard now. 
She pushed her fingers into the boy's curly red public bush and scratched 
gently. His cock hardened, twitching upward, straightening. 

She bent forward and kissed the purplish prick-knob. She straightened 
herself and smiled at him. 

"I love your cock. It's the biggest cock I've ever seen." 

The boy grinned. "You just saw one bigger right there." He nodded toward the 
horse. "Blacky's prick is three or four times the size of mine." 

She twanged his prick, watching his cock wag and bob as if connected to a 
spring. "That doesn't count," she said. "He's a horse. You're a boy. And 
you've got the biggest cock I've even seen on a boy.' Or on a man, she 
thought. 

"Did you ever play with a horse's prick?" the boy asked. 

"Of course not. I'm a girl, not a mare. You're really into animals, aren't 
you, lover boy?" 

The boy flushed. "Not until this afternoon." He blushed deeper. 

Wanda enjoyed teasing the boy. She realized now that she had nothing to fear 
either from him or from his two blond buddies. In fact, being kidnapped like 
this was the most exciting thing that had ever happened to her. 

The boy blushed purple, but he was also beginning to grin. 

Wanda toyed with his small brown nipples. 

She looked at the boy's horse, who stood there silently looking back at her. 
"Care if I have a little fun with your horse?" 

Nelson shoved his hand down her asscrack and rubbed some fingers against her 
crotch. "No," he said. "Do what you want." He fucked a finger up her cunt, 
then withdrew it. 

Wanda giggled and approached the horse. 

She stroked the stallion's silky black forehead. His huge brown eyes gazed 
at her, making her fall in love with him instantly. 

Girls had told her about how they were crazy for horses, about how they fell 
in love with horses in the same way they fell in love with boys, and now she 
could see why. The stallion's sheepish brown eyes melted her inside. She 
felt warm between her legs. She wished she could fuck this wonderful black 
stallion. She moved along its side, stroking its muscular flanks. 

Under the stallion's tail, she found his silky black ball-sack. The 
stallion's huge balls vibrated in her hand as she squeezed and caressed them 
one at a time. She pressed her nose up close and kissed the huge black 
balls. She surrounded one of his balls with her teeth and chewed it very 
gently. Blacky snorted, starting to shift around. 

"His prick's out again," Nelson announced. "It always comes out right away 
when you rub his nuts." 

Wanda almost came when she first spotted the arm-long prick that hung naked 
and throbbing under the stallion's belly. It was two beautiful feet of pure 
hard cock. She fell on her knees under the stallion and embraced his naked 
prick. The huge cock squirmed in her arms, rubbed at her belly and between 
her tits. His prick was hot and so naked! 

Blacky snorted, kicking up hot dust as he shifted restlessly in the corral. 

"Oh, you beautiful stud!" Wanda whispered. She rubbed her cheek up and down 
the length of the stallion's cock, feeling its silky hotness. Her fingers 
trailed up and down the long horse-cock, caressing and scratching his prick 
gently. The cock head throbbed against her navel, burning into her smooth 
belly-flesh. 

She sat in the hot dust, held the horse-prick in two trembling hands and 
brought the end of his cock to her mouth. She could have inserted her finger 
into the gaping piss-slit, but instead she inserted her tongue, screwing her 
pointed tongue into the cockhead at least an inch. The horse's prick was 
incredibly hot inside. The enormous cock quivered. Wanda fastened her mouth 
over the end of the throbbing cock-knob and started sucking. 

Blacky whinnied, rising up on his hind legs, lifting his front hooves off 
the hard ground a few feet before settling back down. 

"Whoa, boy!" Nelson said, catching the horse's reins near his bit. "Settle 
down. Wanda's gonna make you feel real good." He stroked the horse's neck. 
Nelson giggled and pulled the horse's head back up. The horse licked 
Nelson's downy brown cheek. 

Wanda, having watched all this while sucking the horse's prickhead, left off 
sucking and caught her breath. She turned back to her cocksucking. Blacky's 
prick quivered. Suddenly it flexed, snapping up hard against the stallion's 
firm under side and whopping his belly audibly. Wanda had lost hold of it as 
it suddenly jerked, and now she tried to catch the slippery snakelike cock 
again. She imagined getting fucked by this big prick, imagined his cock 
lifting her up and beating her naked body against the black underside of the 
horse as if she weighed nothing. She managed to catch the prick again, and 
she gripped his cock tight while she started licking the underside of the 
prick-knob. Blacky whinnied again, but Nelson controlled him. 

"You better bring him off quick," Nelson said. "He's s to get a little wild. 
I think he thinks you're a mare. I think he wants to fuck you." 

Wanda's cunt and asshole contracted with an aching lust. "I want him to fuck 
me. God, Nelson, I've just gotta feel his cock inside me!" 

"No way!" Nelson said. "You could get killed." 

"Not if you held him." 

"No way!" 

Wanda got up from under the horse. She stroked Nelson's cheek, trailed her 
fingers down his brown, muscled front, gently stimulated the hard length of 
his prick with her fingernails. 

"I never had a boyfriend who refused me what I wanted," she said. She tilted 
her head and let him kiss her, darting her tongue into his mouth before 
pulling away. At the same time, she tickled him under the balls. "How about 
it, boyfriend?" 

Nelson frowned. "Boyfriend?" 

"Of course," Wanda said, thumbing the sensitive underside of his prickhead. 
"Unless you won't let me do things I want." 

His dick jerked. "OK," he said. "But if you get killed-He shook his head. 
"Christ!" 

They led Blacky over to the corral fence, and Nelson tied him securely to a 
sturdy fence post. 

"He'll either have to break his reins or rip the post out of the ground to 
rear up," Nelson said. "But I'll hold him by the bit just in case." 

Next Nelson climbed out of the corral and got two hay bales from a small 
pile of bales near the side of the equipment shed. He held the bales by 
their yellow twine and dragged them toward the corral, dust rising behind 
him. He tossed the bales over the corral fence, then climbed over himself. 
Within seconds, he'd positioned the bales side by side under Blacky's belly. 

Wanda didn't have to be told what to do next. She crawled onto the platform 
of bales, hugged Blacky's throbbing prick and kissed his cock, then turned 
her ass to the prick, positioning herself on her hands and knees. Blacky's 
hot cock pounded her ass like a night stick of solid rubber. Wanda thought 
of the double dildo she and Estelle had fucked together last night. Blacky's 
prick was just as long, slightly thicker, and hot besides, hot and alive. 

"Put it in me," she said to Nelson. "Help Blacky shove it into my cunt." 

The horse danced, his cock flexing. He snorted and whinnied. 

"He thinks you're a mare. No doubt about it," Nelson said. He caught the 
stallion's enormous cock and directed the dripping end against Wanda's 
upturned crotch. 

Wanda, bracing her upper body by pressing her head against the hay bales, 
reached behind her ass and tugged apart her hot cunt slabs, stretching them 
as if they were rubber, opening herself as wide as possible to receive the 
enormous cock of the restless stallion. 

The horse-prick slipped inside her a few inches, the fat knob stretching her 
cunt slabs to near tearing. 

Wanda grunted, gasped. "Oh, Christ!" 

"Can you take it?" Nelson asked. 

"Yes." She took a deep breath and let it out slowly. She wondered if this is 
what having a baby was like. "Shove it in farther." 

Nelson guided Blacky's arm-thick prick three more inches into her. The head 
was completely inside her pussy now, stretching her cunt mercilessly. 

Her breathing came in panting gasps. She chewed her fist. 

"Should I pull it out?" Nelson sounded concerned. 

"No," she grunted. "Hold his head now. Let him fuck me." 

The moment Nelson released the stallion's quivering cock; Wanda felt herself 
lifted off the hay bales, lifted by the strength of the magnificent 
horse-prick, lifted and waved in the air for a few seconds as if she were a 
toy doll. Then she hit the bales again, she immediately hooked her fingers 
and toes under the rough twine that held the bales together, anchoring 
herself for the horse's fucking assault on her lithe eighteen-year-old cunt. 

The horse snorted and began to fuck her. His cock fucked into her pussy a 
full nine inches, maybe a foot. She jerked forward, gasping, imagining the 
hard prick bursting through the end of her cunt-chamber and slicing up 
through her abdomen and chest to come out of her mouth. She knew she'd have 
to move skillfully with the horse, to allow only half his cock to penetrate 
her pussy. A foot of it was all she could take. She gripped the twine with 
fingers and toes and responded to the stallion's second thrust by leaning 
forward, allowing him to fuck her only as deeply as she could stand. 

"Hold his hind legs instead of his head," she gasped to Nelson. "Don't let 
him get his hind legs any closer to me." 

Nelson got behind the horse and grasped its muscular horse-thighs in two big 
farmboy hands. "I got him, Wanda. Hope you're all right. Jesus, you look 
sexy with that horse-dick fucking your cunt." 

Wanda wished she could see the horse-prick buried in her cunt herself. She 
tried to imagine her slender nude body impaled on the throbbing cock of the 
black stallion, and the vision in her mind's eye of herself being fucked by 
the two-foot prick of the lusty horse excited her so much that her cunt 
juice bubbled out around the stallion's fucking cock, lubricating his prick 
for an easier fuck, and trickled down her inner thighs in hot thrilling 
streams. 

"Ohh, fuck me!" she muttered, her teeth clenched, her cunt strained with the 
enormous cock meat of the snorting animal. She rotated her ass, getting the 
big prick to fuck inside her. "Ohhh, fuck me, fuck me!" 

The stallion snorted as if he understood her every word. His muscular flanks 
shivered above her. His warm belly fur stroked her back. He fucked with 
quick, jerky movements, his prick fucking in and out of Wanda's cunt six to 
nine inches at a time. Wanda's clit pressed into the shaft of the fucking 
horse-prick and was rubbed back and forth vigorously with every fuck-thrust 
of the horse's gigantic hot cock. Her clit felt like a nipple that was being 
licked and sucked by a mercilessly hungry boy. 

She groaned, going out of her mind with the intense sensations. 

"Ohh, God, Goddddd!" She arched her back, thrust her tits forward, twisted 
the back of her blond head against the black heaving belly of the fucking 
horse. She turned her ass up high, letting the horse-prick fuck into her 
every last possible inch. Her cunt stretched even wider. She thought she was 
going to rupture inside. She panted, shivering all over, flushed with hot 
and cold alternately. The hot August wind gusted, blowing dust in her eyes 
and caressing her naked underside like a lusty paw. 

Blacky danced, tried to rear up, whinnied, tried to rear up again. 

"Easy, boy!" Nelson shouted. "Easy! Christ, I don't know how much longer I 
can hold him!" 

Blacky snorted, loins humping like a steam- driven motor, cock fucking like 
a well-lubricated piston. Fuck juice streamed down Wanda's inner thighs. The 
tissues of her cunt sizzled from the quick-fucking horse-cock. 

She whined loudly. "Ohhhh, uhhhhhh!" 

She gyrated her throbbing ass, fucking, fucking, fucking the skewering 
horse-prick. Her tits flapped. She banged the back of her head against the 
horse's ribcage. Her blond hair flew like a shaken dust mop. 

"Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!" She jerked. writhed, fucked. 

Blacky whinnied, his forehooves repeatedly leaving the ground an inch or two 
as he tried again and again to rear. His abdomen shivered against Wanda's 
back, giving her chills. His cock flexed, lifting her, shaking her. 

Wanda clung to the strands of twine, her body vibrating as the stallion's 
enormous prick vibrated inside her. 

The stallion exploded into her, his scalding cum spearing the depths of her 
cunt like hot water from a fire hose. The horse whinnied as if mad, spurting 
again and again. 

Wanda shuddered with each explosion of the stallion's cum, shuddered from 
the force of the explosion and from the intense vibrations that shook the 
horse's cock. The gigantic cock had become a spastically humming vibrator, a 
vibrator that shook Wanda's body right down to her bones. She could feel her 
clenched teeth buzzing as if being drilled by a dentist. Her eyes rolled 
back, wobbling in her head. Her cunt began to writhe with spasms of its own. 

"Eeeeeeeeeh!" she whined. "Oh, God!" She clenched her eyes shut, clenched 
her teeth together, clawed the hay bales with fingers and toes. I'm gonna 
faint, she told herself. Oh, God, it hurts so good, feels so good I'm gonna 
faint. The last sounds she heard were Blacky whinnying, and Blacky's 
spurting cock squishing heavily in her spasming cunt. 

I'm being fucked by a horse, she thought, and she sank into blissful 
darkness. 

CHAPTER ELEVEN 

The twins were crazy, absolutely crazy. She hated their guts. She'd get even 
with them if it was the last thing she ever did. But right now she had to 
keep playing their game, had to keep playing along with them-or they'd kill 
her. They'd kill her for sure. 

They had her in the stable now, had her tied up like a slavegirl, hands 
stretched above her head, hay-bale twine cutting into her wrists, which were 
tied to one of the rough boards of the stall wall against which she sat. At 
least she had straw under her ass. She twisted a few times, tried to break 
loose, but the twine only cut into her wrists deeper, so she sat still. 

She was dying for a drink of water. The sun scourged her through the open 
stable doorway. The dry wind leeched the sweat off her nude flesh within 
seconds after it had beaded up out of her skin. 

"I'm thirsty," she said, her throat clawed with dryness, her words hardly 
audible. 

Rodney looked at her, interrupting his work, then searched the stable with 
his eyes. His heavy cock flopped as he leapt over a hay bale on the opposite 
side of the donkey from Estelle. He disappeared into another animal stall, 
then reappeared, a galvanized metal bucket hanging from his white-knuckled 
hand. 

Estelle couldn't take her eyes off his dangling prick as he padded into her 
stall. The cock was soft now, but still long and meaty, its head shiny with 
dried cum and the dried juices from her asshole. Estelle's asshole 
contracted with the memory of what that big cock had done to her. 

The boy squatted next to her and pressed the rim of the bucket to her lips. 
It tasted of metal. 

She twisted her head away. "You expect me to drink that slop?" She forced 
the words out with effort, hurting her throat, using up what little energy 
she had left. She still had some self-respect. 

"For somebody who likes to drink pig-cum and dog-cum, you sure are choosy," 
Rodney said. "Drink this or drink nothing. I know water isn't what you 
highness is used to, but it'll have to be good enough. So what if dogs and 
goats and donkeys have been drinking out of the same bucket?" He smirked, 
then pressed the rim of the bucket between her lips and dumped. 

Estelle gasped as the cold water gushed down her neck and belly and tits, 
gasped as it ran down between her legs. She choked on the sudden flood of 
water into her throat, swallowing it in self- defense. The bucket emptied in 
five seconds, and Estelle's revived throat thirsted for the water that had 
spilled. 

Rodney tossed the bucket aside and went back to work. 

Estelle panted from the shock of her sudden cold bath. The wind rushed in 
through the open door, swirling up dust and washing over Estelle's wet 
front. She shivered for a few moments before the wind licked the water off 
her and the sun resumed its roasting of her. Her strength slightly revived, 
she turned her attention to the industrious twins. 

They'd rigged out the passive, hay-chewing donkey with a leather halter. Now 
they were tying two heavy roped to two thick steel rings at the top of the 
halter. They yanked on the ropes, making sure their knots were secure, then 
tossed the two ropes over the massive wooden beam that held up the loft 
above the lower stable. 

"OK," Rodney said. "Now the bales." They forced the donkey backward, half 
out of its stall. The donkey moved slowly and passively, chewing on his hay 
and acting as if nothing out of the ordinary was happening. The animal paid 
no attention to Estelle, whom he'd almost stepped on in his backing up. She 
sat at the side of him now, near his midsection, to look up underneath urn. 
She glanced at the sheath of his cock, purely out of curiosity. The animal's 
prick snaked out of its hairy sheath as if Estelle's probing eyes had 
fingertips attached to them and were puffing the big cock out by its fat 
gray head. The enormous prick came out slowly, eased toward the floor like 
an endless turd out of an asshole, and finally hung there twitching. 

Estelle swallowed, frightened by the menacing size of the donkey-dick. But 
his prick fascinated her as well. After checking to see that the twins 
weren't watching, she extended her leg and felt the donkey prick with her 
big toe. The big organ was hot, rubbery. Its touch sent tingles up her leg. 
The hot prick jerked, stiffened, quivered as she stroked the cock with her 
toe. The donkey grunted, and Estelle withdrew her foot in panic. The last 
thing in the world she wanted was for the twins to discover her toying with 
the donkey's prick. 

The twins, their thick blond forelocks perpetually covering their eyes, 
hoisted two last hay bales on top of the others they'd pulled up, and stood 
back to look at the platform of bales they'd constructed. It stood four 
bales square and two high. They nodded to each other as if satisfied, but 
Estelle wondered how either of them could see anything through all that 
maddening hair. The first thing she was going to do in exacting her revenge 
would be to shave both of them completely bald. 

"That oughta hold him," Robby said. 

"Easily," Rodney said, throwing one rope to Robby and tightening his hands 
on the other. 

They pulled on their ropes. The ropes tightened over the overhead beam, 
yanked on the donkey's halter, and strained tight as the boys hauled on 
them, their young muscles writhing. 

The donkey stood there, cock nearly brushing the floor, chewing on a fresh 
mouthful of hay. As the ropes tugged at his halter, attempting to pull his 
front end off the ground, the donkey remained calm and unmoving. 

The two boys let go of their ropes, rubbing their palms together. 

"Whew!" Robby said. "I don't think we can lift him. Maybe we better get 
Nelson." 

"Naw," Rodney said. "We don't wanna interrupt his fun." 

"Then what're we gonna do?" 

Rodney scratched his blond head. "Well, if we can't lift him, he'll have to 
get up there by himself." "How'er we gonna get him to do that?" 

Rodney scratched his head, scratched it some more, glanced at Estelle, then 
grinned. "Here's how." He ducked under the donkey and squatted in front of 
Estelle. The donkey's prick caught his eye. "Hey, Robby, look at this. He 
must smell her." The big cock jerked. 

Both boys laughed. 

Rodney smirked at Estelle. She felt like ramming her heel into his upturned 
nose. 

"Spread your legs," he said. 

She spread, openng her cunt to the boy. 

He reached down and rammed three fingers up her cunt, then pulled them out 
dripping. "Wow, she's hot and juicy!" He scrambled back under the donkey and 
stood up on the other side. Then he climbed up on the hay bales and jumped 
over the wooden-walled end of the stall. 

"What're you up to?" Robby asked. 

"This," Rodney said. He leaned back over the wall of the stall and held out 
his three dripping fingers to the donkey. 

The donkey's nose went up and he tried to lick the fingers. 

Rodney pulled his hand back, teasing the donkey with the scent of Estelle's 
cunt. The donkey ambled forward, nostrils sniffing, tongue hanging, hay 
straws sticking to its jaws. When it reached the platform of bales, it 
hesitated for a moment, then reared up easily and plopped its front hooves 
on the platform. When the animal had maneuvered its hooves to the back of 
the platform, Rodney allowed it to lick the cuntjuice from his fingers. 

"Now pull the ropes tight and secure him," Rodney said excitedly. 

The words weren't half out of Rodney's mouth when Robby grabbed the first 
rope, yanked it tight, then wrapped the free end of it around one of the 
corner posts of the stall and quickly tied a knot. The donkey stood on the 
bales with his forehooves, slurping at Rodney's fingers, while Robby 
performed the same maneuver with the second rope, leaving the donkey bound 
with his front hooves up and his back hooves still anchored to the floor. 

"Done!" Robby shouted. And Rodney whooped and ran around a few stalls until 
he came panting back into the stall with Estelle, his brother and the 
donkey. 

The donkey grunted a few times, tried to climb down, then tugged some hay 
out of one of the bales under his front hooves and began to chew, apparently 
resigned to his new stance. 

The twins shook hands, grinning. Their pricks stiffened simultaneously and 
flipped up. They each untied one of Estelle's wrists. Estelle moaned as they 
yanked her forward and dragged her under the donkey. They shoved her onto 
the hay-bale plat form from the waist up. Her tits squashed against the 
rough bales. She gripped the donkey's forelegs near his hooves. She wanted 
to anchor herself, and she didn't want the donkey dancing on her with his 
front hooves. 

She knew exactly what was going to happen. The boys were going to let the 
donkey fuck her, and there was nothing she could do about it. It was 
disgusting, but it was going to happen. What could she do? What could she 
possibly do? 

Her ass turned up spontaneously as her back arched. She spread her legs, 
digging her toes into the 'dirt under the straw bedding of the stall. She 
thought of the long naked donkey prick that she had stroked with her toe, 
thought about the way his cock had jumped with excitement, remembered the 
way an electric sensation had pricked her toe and had shot up her leg as she 
had touched her toe to the hot cockhead of the rubbery donkey cock. And now 
that big exciting cock was going to fuck her. It was crazy, disgusting. She 
would fight against this degradation if she could, if it were at all 
possible. But there was no way. Those filthy little boys were forcing her. 
Her cuntjuice bubbled out of her pussy and gushed down her inner thighs. Her 
naked ass throbbed. 

"Do it," she told the boys. "Shove it in me. Get this over with." Her body 
trembled as she anticipated getting fucked by the beast bridged over her. 
His cock had to be at least three feet long. And his prick was so hot. The 
heat would fry her cunt inside. Oh, God! Fuck me, she wanted to scream, but 
she bit her tongue. She didn't want to give the boys the impression that she 
was excited-because she wasn't excited. Not really. It was just fear that 
was causing her to tremble, fear that was squeezing the hot fuck-juices out 
of her cunt. She gyrated her ass. Oh, God, shove it in me! Shove it in me! 
She chewed her tongue, holding the words inside her. 

She looked back over her shoulder to see the two boys squatting, one on each 
side of the long donkey prick, their own big pricks twitching vertically and 
tapping their muscled brown abdomens. They lifted the huge donkey' prick 
together, as if it weighed more than one of them could handle, and they 
leered at Estelle as they rubbed its enormous hot knob up and down her 
spread crotch. The donkey suddenly brayed and fucked his cock forward. 
Estelle watched with almost detached fascination as the enormous prick 
imbedded its head in her upturned cunt. 

"Christ!" the boys gasped in unison. For once their forelocks were brushed 
aside, and Estelle watched their shiny brown eyes double in size and nearly 
pop out of their skulls. They let go of the donkey prick and moved back, 
away from the donkey's quivering cock. 

The donkey brayed again, his loins jerking. His cock slipped a foot up 
Estelle's cunt. 

"Jesus Christ!" Estelle gasped. "Oh, shit!" She had been so fascinated, so 
shocked, to see the enormous prick bury a third of itself inside her pussy 
that the sensation of the gigantic cock inside her cunt took a fraction of a 
second to register, but when it did, when she felt herself nearly splitting 
in half, she turned her head forward and shoved her mouth into the hay bale 
as she cursed. "Goddamn!" 

"Look at her juice!" one of the twins said. 

"Holy shit!" said the other. 

And Estelle could feel the hot juice dripping and squirting out of her as 
the donkey fucked his cock in her painfully tight cunt. She thought she was 
going to die. Her sex tissues had never been stretched like this. The boys 
might as well have shoved a fist inside her. 

She arched her back, jerked her head up against the donkey's ribcage. "Oh, 
God!" she gasped. "Help me!" 

The donkey brayed, his flanks quivering, his - loins jerking back and forth. 
Despite the tight fit of his cock in Estelle's cunt, Estelle oozed so much 
fuck-lube that the donkey's cock slid easily inside her, and Estelle began 
to feel the sex sensations of hard tight fucking. She discovered herself 
churning her ass, screwing her cunt on the donkey's cock. Her loins seethed 
inside, the sensations spiraling through her loins and driving her crazy. 
She found herself whining like an animal, found herself drooling. 

Oh, God, it felt good! She had never felt anything like this. This was 
fucking. This was real fucking. Why hadn't she been doing this all her life? 

Her orgasm welled up out of nowhere, swept through her loins, shot up her 
spine and down her legs. Her ass shuddered spastically. She grunted, 
grunted, grunted. 

"I'm coming!" she whined. "Oh, I'm coming!" The two boys muttered excitedly, 
but in her frenzy of pleasure, Estelle failed to understand them. She clung 
to the donkey's forelegs, dug her tingling toes into the straw and dirt and 
writhed, rotating her spasming ass, screwing her contracting cunt on the 
fucking donkey prick. 

Suddenly, she felt as if her insides had been ripped out of her. Her cunt 
gaped open, contracting with the last of her orgasm as the wind fluted 
across her pussy opening and rushed inside. She groaned with disappointment, 
gazed over her shoulder, watched blurry-eyed as the blond twins struggled 
with the dick they's riped out of her cunt. They appeared to be fighting to 
control a mad cobra. The dripping donkey cock jerked and flexed and 
slithered through their groping hands. What in God's name were they doing? 
Trying to jerk the donkey off on her ass? 

She found out the answer to her questions within seconds. The boys gained 
control of the thrusting prick and directed his cock against her asshole. 

"God, no!" she gasped. 

But the donkey's prickhead lodged itself in her asshole as easily as if her 
ass had been her cunt. Her asshole was apparently relaxed and partially open 
due to her orgasm, the last flickers of which were still prickling inside 
her, and the donkey prick slipped up her shithole like a greased finger. She 
watched over her shoulder as at least ten inches of hard donkey cock fucked 
into her ass. 

The boys released the huge cock and moved back, sitting on their heels, 
beating their own jumping pricks. The donkey cock fucked her asshole with 
the same rhythm that his prick had fucked her cunt. 

She felt as if she were shitting out a massive turd. She felt first a great 
tension in her cunt as the donkey cock plunged in, then felt a wonderful 
relief of the tension as the prick slid out. Tension, relief. In, out. 
Happening so fast that she ached and sizzled inside. Happening so fast that 
she felt both tension and relief simultaneously. She glanced over her 
shoulder to see the huge gleaming donkey prick fucking in and out of her 
asshole, and she could hardly believe her eyes. 

She relaxed, lay on the scratchy hay bales and let the donkey fuck the shit 
out of her asshole. The deeper and harder the donkey fucked, the more 
Estelle relaxed. The pleasure increased the more she opened herself up to 
the hard-fucking donkey. He snorted and grunted and brayed, his enormous 
flanks quivering, his cock vibrating and flexing as he fucked her. Estelle 
felt herself lifted by the jumping donkey cock and had to stifle a giggle. 

She couldn't believe the sensations, couldn't believe how excited she was. 
Ass-fucked by a donkey. Unbelievable! How absolutely filthy and degrading! 
But how exciting! God, how exciting! She couldn't deny her true feelings any 
longer. 

Her loins prickled inside with a billion tiny knots of sex tension. She was 
fast building to another orgasm. She felt the hot sensations in her cunt as 
well as in her fucked asshole. Cuntjuice dibbled out of her pussy and 
streamed hotly down the insides of her thighs. 

The twins sidled close to her and stroked her juice-slick inner thighs, 
stroked with long massaging movements of their hands from her crotch to her 
knees, from her knees to her crotch. The pinched and kneaded her inflamed 
cunt slabs, tugged on her black cunt-hair, stretched and snapped her 
pussylips as if her cuntlips were rubber. One of them got hold of her cut 
and tweaked it with his thumb until she shrieked from the intensity of the 
sensations he was causing. 

"Oh, God, please!" she moaned. "Oh, God, God!" 

The donkey's cock contracted, vibrated as if electrically charged. The 
snorting beast brayed as if her were being whipped. 

"He's coming!" one of the twins yelled. The donkey exploded his cum into 
Estelle's asshole. 

Estelle jerked from the force of the scalding donkey-cum as it burst into 
her. 

The donkey shot again, then again, hee-hawing nonstop. His enormous prick 
had stopped its long fucking movements, and now his cock fucked in and out a 
few inches at a time, shuddering and spurting. The donkey brayed as if in 
pain. 

Estelle's heart banged her breastbone. She felt her own orgasm winding up to 
explode, felt her loins tightening like a clock spring. The donkey shot into 
her again. She lay still, letting her orgasm come on slowly. It began in the 
pit of her asshole. The tip of her spine tingled. All at once her pussy 
exploded. 

She screamed. "Uh! Uh! Uhhhhhhhh! Ohhhhh, Goddd!" 

The twins mauled her cunt with their hot paws as she writhed with orgasm. 
The donkey prick quivered inside her asshole, its spasms subsiding. As the 
massive prick began to soften, donkey-cum leaked out of Estelle's asshole 
like hot melted butter, running down over her cunt. The donkey cock suddenly 
slid out of her, leaving her asshole gaping. Fingers replaced the dick, 
twisting, jabbing fingers that drove her orgasm on and on before letting it 
subside. 

The boys hauled Estelle out from under the donkey. Rodney threw himself on 
his back behind the donkey, threw himself into the hot sunshine near the 
doorway. Robby forced Estelle down on top of Rodney, whose hard male body 
quivered with tension under her. Her tits mashed against his chest. She 
smelled his sweat. Somebody-apparently Robby-grabbed Rodney's cock and 
shoved it into Estelle's cunt. Surprisingly, even after being reamed out by 
the donkey's cock, her cunt gripped Rodney's cock, tightened around his 
prick, and prickled with fuck sensations. Robby mounted her ass, driving his 
cock up her freshly fucked shithole. His cock slid in easily, lubricated by 
the donkey's still-warm cum. 

"Ahhh!" Robby said. "Feels great." He began to fuck instantly. 

Rodney started rocking his hips and inching his cock upward. 

Robby bore down, fucking his hot cock in Estelle's asshole. It sounded like 
bare feet stamping grapes. Estelle's shithole seethed donkey-cum as Robby 
fucked with his hard-fucking prick. 

Estelle lay there completely passive. She was a slab of female meat in a 
human sandwich. All her senses were saturated. Rodney chewed her mouth and 
she tasted his spit, smelled his hot breath, smelled boy-sweat and 
donkey-jism and hay. Every inch of her naked body was covered with hot flesh 
of the two grunting youths. She gazed into Rodney's gleaming brown eyes, 
felt herself lapsing in a hypnotic trance. The rhythmic fucking of Robby's 
cock in her asshole, the responsive throbbing of Rodney's cock in her cunt, 
the thudding of her pulse in her ears, the simultaneous grunting of the boys 
as they fucked toward orgasm-all these things lulled her into a passive 
trance. She was all meat, all sensation. She didn't care whether she lay 
here like this forever, a throbbing pleasure toy for the two boys. 

Surprisingly, Rodney spurted first. He grunted, his squashed loins hardly 
moving, as his prick flexed rhythmically in her cunt and he squirted, 
causing her to moan from the sudden heat of his fresh cum inside her. 

Robby short his first spurt of cum up her ass within a second after Rodney 
had shot her first up her cunt. Robby gnawed on her neck as he banged his 
hard belly against her ass and fucked his spurting cock in and out of her 
shithole. 

"Ahhhh, yeahhhh!" he groaned. "Feels so fucking good!" 

"Shit, yeahhh!" Rodney responded on the bottom of the flesh pile. 

The boys spurted into her in seeming slow motion. Estelle's mind was slowed 
down. She lay in a blissful fuck-trance between the two grunting youths. Her 
body and mind seemed to be softening. Tension that had accumulated in her 
over many years seemed to be melting and flowing out of her. She breathed 
deeply, moaning. She was aware that she was smiling, and suddenly she 
giggled. As the boys shot into her simultaneously, she prickled all over the 
goosebumps. 

"Mmmmm!" she moaned. "Mmmmmmm! Mmmmmm! Yes!" She palmed the thick hair out 
of Rodney's eyes and kissed him deeply, sliding her tongue down his throat. 
Then she turned her head, craned her neck, and licked Robby's nose. He was 
still chewing on her neck, his eyes closed. As she licked his nose, his cock 
contracted inside her ass- hole. At the same moment, Rodney's cock flexed in 
her cunt. 

What disgusting little animals! she thought. How she hated them! Yet, she 
wondered why she was in love with these two boys who were so disgusting, 
with these two boys she despised so much! God, she thought. I'm out of my 
fucking mind! 

The flesh pile toppled. Behind them, the donkey chewed on his hay and 
pissed. Estelle began to laugh uncontrollably. She hadn't felt so good in 
years. 

CHAPTER TWELVE 

"I can't explain it? It feels like ice crystals have melted out of my bones. 
I still think that boys are nothing but animals, but I guess I'm starting to 
like animals." 

"Donkeys and dogs in addition to boys," Wanda said, smirking. 

Estelle blushed, then turned up her nose smugly. "Yes, donkeys and dogs. I 
admit it. And dirty little boys with smelly armpits and throbbing cocks. 
Shit, who cares? You only live once. I'm done playing cop and reverend. From 
now on I'm Estelle-girl-loving, boy-loving, beast-loving Estelle. And if the 
kids want to piss or jack off in the pool-who cares? They have to swim in 
it. Let their parents teach them manners. I'm done breaking the bones in my 
hand trying to discipline other people's brats. I'm fed up with being called 
old witch by nose-thumbing little pricks. Shit, I'd rather fuck them than 
spank them. I think I've always known that, but I've always kept the 
knowledge smothered in the pit of my mind." 

Wanda grabbed Estelle's hand and started dragging her down the hallway. "OK! 
OK! I believe you. Christ, you've changed! Maybe the world would be a better 
place if more people sucked off dogs and fucked donkeys." 

They strode into the girls' dressing room, laughing. 

"You're crazier than I am," Estelle said. 

"I know," Wanda said. "That's why I'm always laughing." 

The girls' dressing room was roofless. The warm night air, scented with 
chlorine, surrounded them as they undressed. The moonlight made their 
untanned tits and asses look almost phosphorescent. Stripped naked, they 
embraced and kissed. 

Wanda sank to her knees and sucked on Estelle's crotch. Then Estelle 
squatted as Wanda stood up, and Estelle slurped wetly at Wanda's cuntslit. 

Estelle stood up. "We've got the best of two worlds, honey." 

Wanda stroked Estelle's tits. "Youre telling me, sweetheart." 

The two women went to the toilet to piss. As they sat in adjacent stalls, 
Wanda said: "I've got a young lover. One of the kids who swims every 
afternoon." 

"What?" Estelle sounded surprised. Wanda told Estelle about her voyeuristic 
activities each afternoon during the three o'clock rest break. Then she told 
Estelle about the mystery boy she sucked and fucked daily, about the kid 
with the long skinny prick. 

"You little devil!" Estelle said. "You mean you do it to him right through 
the hole?" 

"Of course." Wanda finished pissing. Suddenly they heard banging. Estelle 
jumped off the toilet and ran on tiptoe out of the dressing room and down 
the hallway. The front door vibrated with wild pounding. 

"Who's there?" Estelle yelled. "Who do you think?" The question was asked by 
two voices in unison. 

"It's us," said a third voice. 

Estelle unlocked the door and let in the three boys. They surrounded her, 
rubbing their hands all over her naked body. The twins each sucked on one of 
her tits. Nelson bent over and licked her black-haired muff, getting his 
tongue between her cuntlips. Estelle nearly toppled over, dizzy from the 
sensations of the three sucking mouths. 

"Hey, you guys," Wanda said, appearing out of the girls' dressing room. 
"Don't I get a welcome kiss too?" 

The three boys left Estelle wobbling like a top that had just stopped 
spinning, and they pounced on Wanda, the two twins going for her tits and 
Nelson squatting to suck at her crotch. 

"Eeeeh!" Wanda squealed. "Ooooh!" Her toes crossed and her eyes rolled. She 
hugged Nelson's red head and fucked her hot blond crotch at his mouth. 
"Mmmm! Oh!" 

Estelle broke them up, gently tugging at Nelson's red hair to get his mouth 
away from Wanda's cunt, then pushing the twins away from Wanda's tits. "Come 
on, you dirty-minded little pricks. Time to go swimming." 

Outside in the moonlight, the pool shined like a blue-tinted mirror, 
undisturbed by wind. The three boys stripped off their jeans-all the 
clothing they'd arrived wearing-and they stretched, their lithe bodies 
rippling with lean muscles. Their three cocks, the two eight-inchers and the 
one nine incher, aimed straight out from their slender loins, twitching 
heavily. Estelle and Wanda eyed the three hot pricks, licking their lips and 
salivating. 

Wanda looked at Estelle. "I don't know about you, but I'm gonna suck some 
cock before I jump in the water." 

Estelle sighed. "Well, I thought we should all go swimming before the real 
party begins, but now I've changed my mind. Christ, look at those three 
hunks of meat!" 

The two girls kneeled on the cool concrete beside the pool and sucked cock. 

The boys came to them one at a time. Rodney fed them his cock first, stood 
with is hands on his hips and watched them as they made love to his virile 
young body. 

Estelle started at Rodney's toes, licking between them, then licked up his 
legs until her tongue slipped under his nuts and she sucked at his ass. 
Meanwhile, Wanda caressed his belly with her fingertips and flicked the tip 
of her tongue up and down the veined shaft of his cock. She concentrated 
awhile on his prickhead, sliding the wet tip of her tongue under the thick 
ridge that formed the bell-shaped edge, sucking at the sensitive pleasure 
strand just under its backside. 

Rodney writhed, wiggling his skinny ass, humping his loins. 

The two women nibbled at his cock simultaneously. Estelle sucked his prick 
into her mouth, bobbed her head, brought him nearly off, then gave Wanda a 
chance to suck on him. Wanda's blonde head bobbed, her waist-long hair 
sweeping her back. 

Rodney rose up and down on his toes, moaning, his head wobbling. 

Wanda spit out his cock at the moment his orgasm began and the two women 
caught his prick- head between their joined lips and each received spurts of 
his warm jism into their mouths. Thick cum escaped their mouths and leaked 
down their chins, dripping into their tits. Estelle pumped Rodney's spasming 
prick in her hand while Wanda massaged his hairless brown balls. 

The two women made love to Robby in a different way. As Wanda knelt at his 
feet and sucked his cock, Estelle squatted behind him and sucked his ass. 

Estelle sighed, drunk on the scent of the boy's sweaty asscrack. She licked 
from bottom to top, tasted his musky sweat, fastened her lips to his 
asspucker and sucked, got the fleshy rings of the pucker into her mouth and 
chewed on them, snaked her tongue into the boy's asshole just as she'd 
tongue-fucked the pig's asshole that after noon. 

Robby swayed, his asscheeks quivering like the flanks of the fucking donkey 
that afternoon. His asshole contracted spastically around Estelle's plunging 
tongue. 

Wanda gurgled, receiving spurts of hot jism down her throat. 

"Awww!" Robby groaned, humping his plea sure-filled loins at Wanda's face, 
wiggling his ass around Estelle's fucking tongue. 

Estelle decided that tongue-fucking a boy's ass- hole while he was coming 
was almost as exciting as sucking his cock. His musky-tasting shithole 
sucked at her tongue and her mouth filled with thrills. 

The girls had saved the best cock for last- Nelson's nine-inch prick. They 
made love to his cock together, each girl nibbling up and down one side of 
the big prick, sucking on the throbbing cockhead together, nuzzling the 
boy's coppery pubic hair together. 

Nelson petted their heads as they ate him, digging his fingers under their 
hair and massaging their scalps, stroking down and rubbing their smooth 
necks. His monstrous prick hopped around like a fish out of water. The girls 
giggled, trying to control his cock so they could lick his prick to orgasm. 

As the girls squatted in front of Nelson, Robby and Rodney squatted behind 
the two girls and shoved middle fingers up the girls' dripping cunts. The 
girls squealed, wiggling their round asses with pleasure as the two boys 
finger-fucked them. The boys' hot, stiff fingers fucked in and out of the 
two cunts, and fuck-juice gushed out of the two girls. The boys groped and 
massaged the girls' cunt juice-slick crotches, pinching and kneading their 
inflated cunt slabs, catching wriggling cuts between fingers and 
masturbating the nipple-like girl-buds unmercifully. 

The two girls moaned, their hot asses churning. They clung to Nelson's 
gigantic prick, their wet tongues lapping up and down its length. They 
kissed the moaning youth's ball-sac, sucked on his egg-sized balls, then 
went back to nibbling on his cock. As they licked at the purple prickhead, 
they pumped the cockshaft with hands that only half- surrounded its massive 
thickness. The silky prickskin slipped back and forth over the rock- hard 
cockshaft. The girls fastened their lips to the underside of Nelson's 
cockhead and sucked and licked with audible munching sounds. 

"Mmmm!" the girls cooed in unison. "Mmm! Mminmm! Mmmmmmmm!" 

Nelson spurted, hot jets of thick white cum squirting past their cheeks and 
splatting on the concrete six feet away. The women gasped, their hands 
fumbling frenziedly to gain control of the boy's flexing cock. They caught 
the hard-contract ing prick, pumping his cock with trembling hands. Cum 
spurted against their palms, against their faces. They tried to catch the 
cum in their open mouths, but it was shooting out too fast, and they were 
each fighting the other to get a mouthful of the flying sex-juice. Nelson 
grunted, firing repeatedly. Cum dripped from their faces. Cum hung from one 
of Estelle's dark nipples. The scent of fresh cum saturated the air, heavier 
even than the scent of chlorine from the pool. Before Nelson's cock had 
ceased its orgasmic jerking, the cunts of the two finger-fucked women 
exploded with orgasm. 

The women embraced each other as they came, kissing each other, rubbing tits 
together, licking Nelson's thick cum from each other's face. Hot fuck-juices 
dribbled out of them. The stiff middle fingers of the two twins fucked in 
their spasming cunts. Before the women had finished grunting with spastic 
pleasure, the twins rammed fingers up the women's assholes, and the two 
female asses shuddered with renewed orgasmic sensations. The women were 
still embracing, still shivering with the last flickers of orgasm, when 
Nelson and the twins rolled them into the pool. 

The boys jumped in after them. The girls came up screaming. The boys 
surrounded them, rubbed against them as if they were all mating sea animals. 
The boys pulled the women under. They all surfaced. Cocks and tits were 
grabbed. Fingers wormed up cunts and assholes. The five naked young people 
rolled and writhed in the warm pool a full five minutes before they all 
slithered out on the concrete deck to bask in the moonlight like sleek 
seals. They were all panting, all laughing, all exhausted from a long 
afternoon and a wild evening. 

But the evening was just beginning. Nelson's dog suddenly appeared outside 
the fence surrounding the pool. The Irish setter jumped up on the fence, 
barking and whining. 

"Now how in the hell did he find his way here?" Nelson said. 

"By the smell of cunt in the air," Rodney said. "Shut up!" Nelson yelled at 
the dog. "He's gonna attract attention, and then we'll have half the 
neighborhood and the cops running over here to see what's up." 

"Let him in, darling," Wanda said. She caressed Nelson's shiny wet head. 

How could he refuse anything Wanda asked of him? Nelson brought the dog in 
through the front door and led him through the dressing rooms and out into 
the pool area. The two women welcomed the setter with hugs. The dog licked 
their tits. 

The women got up on their hands and knees. The dog mounted Estelle first, 
driving his skinny dick up Estelle's cunt and humping quick, his tongue 
hanging out, his furry back rounded, his claws sunk into Estelle's smooth 
flanks. 

After half a minute, Nelson pulled the setter off Estelle and threw him on 
Wanda's wiggling ass. Wanda squealed as the dog fucked his hot prick up her 
cunt. The dog humped wildly, panting. After a half minute, Nelson dragged 
him off Wanda and let him fuck Estelle again. 

"He's never gonna cum that way," Robby said. "He will eventually," Nelson 
said. "I just wanna see how long I can make him hold off. I'm sure the girls 
don't mind." 

"Not at all," Wanda said. "As long as he gets to fuck me just as much as 
Estelle." 

Estelle simply moaned, gyrating her ass against the furry warm belly of the 
fucking setter. 

The dog came a few minutes later, squirting his hot cum into Wanda's 
asshole, which he'd fucked into blindly after missing her cunt. After he 
finished shooting, he dismounted and began to lick the ass he'd just 
creamed. 

Estelle pushed the dog aside and began to suck the dog's cum out of Wanda's 
asshole. As she twisted her tongue deep inside her giggling, panting 
girlfriend, she felt the dog begin to lick her own upturned ass and cunt. 

The three boys beat their cocks, watching Estelle lick Wanda's crotch and 
watching the dog eat out Estelle. The dog began to whimper as he licked 
Estelle, and then, only moments after he'd shot a load up Wanda's asshole, 
he mounted Estelle and snaked his slimy dog-prick up Estelle's waiting cunt. 

Estelle groaned. The dog began to hump. The three boys beat their cocks so 
fast that their hands became a blur. 

The dog caine three minutes later. The boys came with him, shooting thick 
wads of hot cum all over the two naked girls. Estelle began to shiver with 
orgasm, then Wanda. 

The moonlight gleamed on the still pool. A gob of cum plopped into the 
blue-silver mirror of water and set it trembling. The spasming young people 
sighed together with mutual pleasure. More wads of cum plopped into the 
pool. 


THE END
