The Wife's Ball With The Bull
by David Crane 


CHAPTER ONE 

Jill Travis had raven-black hair which cascaded around her shoulders, 
jade-green eyes that flashed when she was excited and a wide, sensual mouth 
that invariably turned men's thoughts to blowjobs. She was tall and shapely, 
with big, firm tits, a narrow waist that swept out into curvaceous hips, a 
heart-shaped ass and long, sleek legs. Jill was twenty-five and had been 
married for three years and had only cheated on her husband a few times. 

Jill had a doggy. 

At the moment, the dog, a big German shepherd named Bruno, walked into the 
bathroom where his mistress had just stepped out of this shower. Jill was 
drying herself and looking in the mirror and didn't notice the dog at first. 
She was admiring her own naked body. As she rubbed the fluffy towel over 
herself, her nipples stiffened, standing out from her firm mounds like 
little rockets ready to be launched. 

She rolled one taut tip in her fingers and smiled. Her eyes moved down, 
admiring her reflection. Jill's cunt bush was a plump wedge of ebony hair, 
curly and thick. When she parted her thighs, her cunt was like a pink swamp 
running sluggishly through that dark jungle. 

Her smooth body glowed from the warm shower and from her own rising lust. 
She was getting horny. She thrust her loins out, jerking her pelvis in a 
little fucking motion. Her hand cupped her pussy mound, fingers trailing 
into her wet slot and gently rubbing against the stiff bud of her swollen 
clit. 

Jill was wondering if she should give herself a handjob. Her husband would 
be home for lunch soon and he was always more than ready to throw a fuck 
into his sexy wife, and Jill couldn't make up her mind whether to wait for 
him or to fingerfuck herself. She had always enjoyed playing with her pussy, 
since she'd discovered the art of frigging off at an early age. Even though 
her marriage was perfectly adequate sexually, she still frigged off with 
regularity. 

And, too, there was Bruno. 

Bruno was standing just inside the door, sniffing. As Jill gently massaged 
her cunt, the delicious aroma of hot cunt drifted across the room. The dog's 
black nostrils flared and twitched as that rich fragrance registered on his 
bestial senses. 

His huge prick began to elongate and harden. 

Bruno padded across the tiled floor and thrust his big snout out, nosing 
Jill's ass. 

"Oh!" she cried, startled at the contact of the dog's cold nose against her 
warm flesh. She looked back over her shoulder and smiled. The doggy sniffed 
and slapped his wet tongue against the firm cheeks of her ass, then slurped 
up the crack of her ass. Jill leaned for ward. She placed her open hands on 
the globes of her ass and spread them apart. Bruno began to tongue her ass 
crack with gusto. His dripping red tongue slurped up to her shit hole and 
dipped into that right crevice. 

Doggy slobber ran down her thighs. Her pussy began to flood, and ribbons of 
frothy cuntjuice streaked the dog's saliva. She ground her ass around in the 
dog's face as he merrily slapped his hot tongue up the crack and lapped at 
her asshole. 

"What a nice doggy," she sighed. 

Bruno whined and stabbed his lapper at her brown bud as Jill squirmed 
happily against him. 

"Nice doggies deserve nice dog yummies," she said. 

Bruno cocked his head and whimpered. His tongue flew around as he licked her 
tasty asshole with relish. Jill let him lap her ass for a few minutes, then 
she straightened and turned around. The dog eyed her inquisitively. Jill 
rested her ass on the edge of the sink, her long legs trailing to the floor 
and her thighs parted. Her cunt was really hot by this time. The coral pink 
lips were unfurled like the petals of a flower, the slit had opened into a 
slot, and that slot was flooded with pussy nectar. Her clit stood out like a 
pliable log in the swamp, throbbing and tingling with desire. 

"Hot pussy, boy," she whispered. "Lap it up!" 

The big dog pushed his head into her crotch. His cold black nose tapped 
against her steaming clit, and Jill shuddered. Bruno sniffed, his shaggy 
body quivering. His nostrils flared as he scented that tangy feast and his 
big prick snapped to attention. The fat red meat of his cock-knob came 
sliding out of the hairy sheath. 

The horny dog began to slap his tongue into Jill's open cuntslot and against 
her cit. His frothy slobber dribbled into her cunthole, mixing with her 
cuntjuice and streamers of the combined fuck fluids poured down the insides 
of her thighs. 

"Ummmmm," she purred, loving his tongue. 

She used her fingertips to spread her cuntlips open even wider, so that 
Bruno could slide his tongue right up inside her fuckhole. The dog was 
yelping with excitement now. He stabbed into her cunt, then flipped his 
tongue up across her love bud. Cuntjuice sprayed up into her dark pubic 
jungle. She jerked her hips from side to side and her slim belly pumped up 
and down. 

How silly she had been to contemplate fingerfucking herself when she had the 
services of Bruno's tongue! 

Jill tilted her loins higher and spread her legs wider. The dog began to lap 
at her with long, slurping strokes. His tongue started at her asshole and 
dragged up through her soaking crotch and rustled on through her curly cunt 
bush. 

Jill stroked his head, purring. She closed her sleek thighs around him for a 
moment, then opened them wide again. She hooked one knee over his back and 
slid her foot under the dog, rubbing her ankle against his cock and balls. 
His hard prick throbbed against her foot, thrilling the randy woman. She 
wriggled her toes against his scumbags, feeling his cum load slosh around 
inside the bloated bags. 

Bruno whimpered and began to hump, fucking his long cock against her instep 
and calf. Seeing, hearing and feeling how frantic with lust the big brute 
was becoming turned Jill on almost as much as the sensation of his hot wet 
tongue on her cunt. She always loved to make a dog excited and then to 
satisfy him, one way or the other. Dogs appreciated it so much, that was the 
thing. Jilt just adored to hear them whimper and whine as they neared the 
crest, and then to see-or feel-all that hot, thick doggy jism squirt out of 
their pissholes. 

"Bring me off, Bruno," she whispered, her voice husky with desire. "Lap me 
off and then I'll do you." 

As it' he understood the meaning of her words-and perhaps he did, from past 
experience-Bruno began to really go to work on her cunt and clit, his tongue 
flashing wildly. Creamy cuntjuice poured into his tastebuds, driving him 
crazy. The frothy cream pooled up on his tongue and dripped from the edges 
as he slurped at her cunthole, and her love button felt like a stick of 
dynamite ready to explode. 

"Ohhhhh," Jill moaned as the first hot wave rippled across her jerking 
loins. 

Bruno howled in frenzy. As Jill's climax approached, her cuntjuice was 
getting hotter and thicker and tastier, driving the horny doggy wild with 
bestial joy. His tongue slapped into her so fast that it was a red blur. 

Jill rubbed her foot up and down against his throbbing prick again, then 
pulled away. She didn't want to take a chance on bringing the doggy off with 
a footjob. She wanted to be able to concentrate on that creamy task, after 
she'd creamed herself. 

Bruno humped, driving his abandoned cock outward. His swollen scumbags swung 
back and forth like the clapper of a meaty bell and his naked red cockhead 
was flaring out, pulsing, the pisshole parted and a few juicy drops of spunk 
oozing out. The cum ran sluggishly down his prick-knob, like quicksilver, 
pearly on the red meat. 

Another wave coursed across her belly and Jill gasped. The thrill rippled up 
her thighs like an electric current. 

Bruno was trying to wedge his muzzle right up her fuckhole, to bury his 
whole head in that succulent pussy. His tongue slithered up her cunt hole, 
then flipped out and slapped at her clit. Bruno's snout was streaming with 
pussy juice. His head went up and down like a rocking horse, and Jill's 
thighs tensed and relaxed as she rubbed he groin against him. 

Her clit went off like a detonator, and she cried out with the joy of 
coming. Bruno yelped as her pussy melted and her cuntjuice poured out in a 
creamy deluge. He lapped the sweet stuff up hungrily, his throat working as 
he gulped it down. 

"Lap it up!" Jill wailed. 

Her ass churned on the edge of the sink and her hips danced a wild way as 
her cunt overflowed onto his tongue. Wave after wave of ecstasy coursed 
through her, each one higher than the last and rushing faster upon her, 
until those waves were blending into one. Her clit went off again and again 
and her cunt juice flooded out with each explosion. Bruno tongued her with 
frantic lust. 

Then Jill was at the very peak. Her whole lush body vibrated with the joy of 
it. She shuddered at that crest, holding there, prolonging her coming as 
long as she could. 

Then she crashed from the heights with a moan. The last ripple of her coming 
surged in her stiff clit and the last creamy drops of her cuntjuice oozed 
out. Bruno tongued the final trickles out of her steaming cunthole. Then his 
head ducked down as he lapped up the cunt juice that had escaped his tongue 
and had run down her thighs. Jill was panting like a locomotive. 

The dog stepped back and eyed her inquisitively, as if asking if she wanted 
him to do it again. His long red tongue was lolling out, dripping with 
slobber and cuntjuice. Jill slowly sank to her knees. Her legs had turned to 
water. A dreamy smile turned-up her sensual lips and her jade-green eyes 
were glowing. 

She leaned forward and kissed Bruno on his cream-soaked muzzle. Then she 
kissed his tongue. She sucked that hot cuntlapper into her mouth and nursed; 
driving herself wild as she sucked her own tasty cuntjuice off the dog's wet 
tongue. 

Bruno shoved his tongue right back to her throat and her lips pulled on it. 
His haunches heaved. She slid one hand down his hairy flank and cupped his 
balls. They were swollen like overinflated balloons, his cum load massive. 

"Now it's your turn, Bruno," Jill whispered. 

Her hand folded around his cockshaft. 

CHAPTER TWO 

And then her husband called, "I'm home, honey!" 

"Shit!" Jill muttered. 

"Honey? You home?" Ron called from downstairs. 

Jill released the dog's prick and got to her feet. She was frustrated by the 
untimely interruption. Bruno, who was only a dumb animal and didn't know 
that bestiality was wrong, gave her a puzzled look. 

Jill hated to leave him frustrated after the lovely cuntlapping he had given 
her. Then, although not as thrillingly as other methods, like fucking him or 
sucking him off. 

Bruno began to hump, fucking his throbbing prick through her pumping fist. 
His tail j was swishing around behind him, like a rudder I guiding his cock, 
and his balls ballooned in her hand. His cock was getting bigger with 
stroke. Her fist could b span the breadth of that massive hunk of dogcock. 

More preliminary spunk seeped out of his pisshole, frothy and white on his 
red cockhead. Her tongue slid across her lower lip. She knew how delicious 
the dog's prick was and how succulent his cum was and the sight was making 
her mouth water. She loved to suck Bruno off, and she would have liked to do 
that right now. But she knew that it always took longer to blow him than to 
jerk him off, for some reason, and, with her husband waiting, she didn't 
have the time. Well, she could always suck him after Ron went back to work, 
she reasoned. And after she'd jerked him off, it would take Bruno longer to 
come the second time, so that Jill could enjoy a long, lingering suck on 
that tasty mouthful of hot cock before she drank the creamy results. 

Her wrist tilted and she frigged him faster, pumping back to his bails, 
causing his prick- knob to flare out. 

The doggy whined, and whimpered, fucking through her stroking fist with 
jerking movements of his hairy haunches. His neck was arched and his head 
turned as he watched her frig him. Jill was curled onto her side, with the 
dog's cock aimed at her face and tits like a howitzer, steadily pumping up 
and down his prickshaft. 

She adored the way his hard, thick cockshaft throbbed in her fist. More 
spunk dribbled out of his parted pisshole and trickled down onto the web 
between her thumb and forefinger. Her fist slid faster as his scum 
lubricated the action. 

"Come," she rasped, longing to see all that doggy slime spurt from his 
cockhead and yearning for the dog to shoot the hot, thick stuff all over her 
face and tits. 

Despite the lovely come that she had just had on the dog's tongue, Jill's 
cunt was starting to smolder again. Her clit was throbbing, and her tongue 
felt every bit as hot as that love bud. Jill's mouth and cunt were 
interchange able as fuckholes. She was panting as much as the animal was as 
she frigged him. "C'mon-shoot it out, boy," she whispered. "Shoot all that 
steaming fuckjuice out for me." 

Bruno humped faster, his haunches slamming and jolting as he fucked hi cock 
through her stroking hand. Jill pumped back to the root as he shoved his 
prick out. Her eyes were glued to his cockhead, at her mouth drooled at the 
tasty sight. 

The dog's hind paws scrambled on the tiled floor as he humped, his spine 
twisting as he thrust his loins out. His cock fucked through Jill's pumping 
hand and loomed up in front of her face. She could look right up inside his 
parted pisshole and see the cum bubbling inside his cockhead. 

His muscular body rippled and quivered. His head was still arched around, 
watching Jill beat his meat, perhaps marveling at the mysteries of the human 
hand. Then he jerked his head, jaws open, like a wolf baying at the moon. He 
yelped, and Jill felt his balls swell in one hand and his prick expand in 
the other. 

"Yeah-yeah---Yeah-" she panted, realizing that the big beast was about to 
blow his wad. 

Her fist slid back to the root of his prick, skinning his sheath back from 
the naked meat of his cockhead. She felt his scumbags erupt, and his cock 
pulsed as his load came rushing up. Then the frantic brute was spurting his 
jism out in frothy ribbons and billowing clouds. 

His first hot load splashed into Jill's deep cleavage, running down between 
her tits in a creamy stream. She jerked him again, tilting her wrist so that 
his cock rose to a higher angle, and the dog's second massive load shot 
right into her excited face. Doggy cum squirted onto her chin and cheeks and 
into her hair, creamy white in her raven tresses. His spunk was so hot she 
thought it might blister her flesh. She whimpered with passion. 

Jill's lips parted and her pink tongue slid out. She landed closer and gave 
his cock another stroke. This time the dog's jism jet hit her right on the 
tongue and lips. Jill moaned as that succulent fuck cream ran over her 
tastebuds. Streaks of the milky stuff slid across her lips. Her face was a 
mask of lust, eyes narrowed, lips parted-and that mask was slathered with 
doggy sum from chin to brow. 

She pumped another dose out. The steaming slime skimmed over her arched 
tongue and ran back into her mouth. Her throat pulsed as she hungrily 
swallowed. 

The big brute's balls seemed bottomless. Each time Jill pumped back on his 
prick, he blew another steaming wad of spunk out of his cockhead. She arched 
her back and frigged a creamy load onto her tits again. Cum dripped from her 
stiff nipples and spread out in rivulets on the slopes of her fat tits. 

Bruno was yelping and barking, gone wild with the thrill of getting his 
rocks off. Jill pumped still another load out, hosing her face again. Her 
tongue slid across her lips, lapping the stuff up. She loved drinking doggy 
cum, loved the taste and the texture and the heat and, too, the very 
depravity. Knowing that bestiality was naughty only added to the thrill. 

A jet shot onto her tits and, at last, the giant doggy's balls were drained. 
He continued to fuck through her pumping fist for a moment, but only a few 
trickles of cum oozed out, not shooting from his prick-knob but clinging to 
his cockhead. 

Panting heavily, the dog stopped moving and stood rigid. 

Jill stroked his meat a few more times, to make sure that she had milked out 
every last drop of his precious slime. His cock began to soften and diminish 
in her hand. When she released him, his huge prick swayed up and down. Cum 
was dripping from his cockhead and pearly globs clung to the red meat. Jill 
whimpered and leaned closer. 

Her tongue pushed out and she licked at the dog's naked, cum-drenched 
cockhead. Then she slipped her lips around that fat slab, collaring his 
prick just behind the knob. His spent meat was slippery and rubbery as she 
nursed on his prick. 

"Ummmmm," Jill purred. 

Bruno's prick began to pulse and ripple, and she knew, to her delight, that 
the potent brute would be able to get another hard-on, and to come again 
effortlessly. But that pleasant and tasty treat would have to wait until her 
husband went back to work, she knew and, regretfully, she drew her lips off 
his cockhead. 

All the cum had been sucked from his meat now and that fat red slab was 
polished to a lustre, glistening with Jill's saliva. His long prick swayed 
up and down, pointing at the tiled floor like a divining rod and then 
snapping back up to the horizontal, as if unable to decide if his cock 
should soften or remain erect. 

Jill's tongue glided across her lips, slurping up the doggy scum that coated 
them. She let the stuff run around on her tastebuds, savoring the musky 
flavor, then gulped it down Jill loved to swallow cum and a dog's cum, she 
thought, was better than a man's. It was hotter and thicker and spicier-and 
there was more of it, too, so that in quantity as well as quality, doggy 
jism was superior. 

It was nice to have a load of the steaming slime spurt up her cunt, too. At 
the moment, despite her previous climax, her cunt was smoldering and 
soaking, the horny dog lover's passion aroused anew. She sighed with regret, 
wishing there was time to get fucked. 

But her husband was waiting downstairs. 

Then Jill smiled, realizing that she wouldn't have to wait, after all. Just 
because she enjoyed dog prick was no reason why she couldn't enjoy human 
prick, as well. And Ron had a big, ever-ready cock-as far as human cocks 
went. 

Jill gave Bruno a pat on the head and got to her feet. She wrapped the big 
fluffy towel around her naked body and, wearing nothing 

CHAPTER THREE 

Ron was mixing himself a before-lunch martini and, his back turned to the 
archway, didn't notice that his wife was wearing only a towel when she came 
into the room. 

"What was Bruno making all that noise for?" he asked. 

Jill frantically sought for some reasonable explanation. 

Ron-who didn't really care that the dog was barking, not for a moment 
imagining why-said, "Honey, I phoned the broker this morning and that farm I 
told you about is for sale. It's reasonable, too. It'll make a great country 
house for us, I think. And maybe, a profit, too, since it's a working farm. 
We can hire someone to run it for us and go out on weekends and there are 
even horses we can ride." 

Horses? thought Jill. 

One of Jill's most thrilling fantasies was imagining fucking and sucking a 
stallion. She didn't know if she would dare be that naughty, and had never 
expected to have' a chance, anyway, being a city dweller, but, now, the 
prospect brought a surge of lust to her already aroused' loins. Her pussy 
rippled and flowed. 

Ron, shaking his martini mixer, went on, "Anyhow, I can't get away until 
Friday but I thought maybe you could take a run out and look the place over 
tomorrow. Apparently, according to the broker, there's a young couple who're 
taking care of the stock until the place is sold. They can show you around 
and maybe they'll stay on to run the place for us." 

Ron poured the cocktail into a glass and turned around, looking happy. He 
had always wanted a place in the country and his enthusiasm was evident-and 
then he saw how his wife was clad. 

Ron looked surprised, then grinned. Jill was holding the towel around her 
loins but her big thrusting tits were exposed and, from the way her nipples 
were standing out in rosy peaks, she was feeling randy She moved toward him, 
her long, shapely legs emerging from the folds of the towel with every 
stride. Ron stared at her appreciatively, admiring her curvaceous body. 

"I just showered," she said. "I didn't see any reason to get dressed, in 
case you were in the mood for a fuck." 

"You obviously are," he said. His eyes were devouring her tits. He saw 
streaks of milky slime on her tits and in her cleavage, but he supposed it 
must be soapsuds. 

Jill arched her back, thrusting her tits out to him. Ron cupped her fat tits 
in his hands, pulling at her taut nipples. Then he ducked his head down and 
began to lick and suck at her tits. She tasted salty and musky. He guessed 
she must be using a new brand of soap. He ran his tongue up her slippery 
cleavage, then slurped on each stiff nipple in turn, his head switching back 
and forth. Jill squirmed against him, enjoying the feeling. In some ways a 
man was better than a dog, she thought. A dog can lap better but can't 
really suck. The variety was nice. 

Ron raised his head and kissed her on the lips. Again he noticed a 
mysterious lingering flavor, and supposed that she must be using a new brand 
of toothpaste, as well. 

Jill slipped her tongue into his mouth and Ron sucked on it, his own tongue 
entwining with hers. They swapped tongues back and forth, French kissing and 
panting into each other's mouth for awhile, then he dropped his head to her 
tits again. 

Jill let the towel fall to the floor and stood naked, pushing her belly out 
against his groin. His cock was hardening and his scumbags were filling up. 
Jill wriggled against him, feeling his hard prick press an elongated 
indentation into her belly. 

Ron held her by the ass, drawing her tighter to his loins and turning her 
hips from side to side so that her slim belly rolled over his cock. 

His cock was hammering and throbbing and her pussy was overflowing. 
Streamers of cunt juice poured down her sleek thighs. The heat of his 
hard-on seared her through the fabric of 'his trousers as she ground her 
loins to his. 

"Let's go upstairs," he rasped. 

"Let's do it right here, darling," she whispered. 

She thought that Bruno might have another hard-on by this time and didn't 
want her husband to get suspicious. Then, too, she enjoyed the variety 
possible in human fucking. The dog could fuck his prick into her doggy 
fashion, as she knelt on all fours, and he could fuck her missionary 
fashion, face to face, but it was too awkward to couple with the brute in a 
standing knee-trembler. 

"Let's screw standing up for a change," she suggested. 

Ron grinned enthusiastically. Like his wife, he enjoyed variations, although 
he would have been shocked and dismayed if he realized how many variations 
Jill practiced. 

She slid a hand between them and began to unbuckle his belt. Then she drew 
his zipper down. His cock was outlined in his white cot ton shorts, dragging 
the elastic out from his belly. Jill fondled his cock and balls through his 
shorts. She fingered the prick-knob. She ran her hand down his thick cock 
and cupped his balls, lifting gently, as if she were weighing the amount of 
fuck juice that swollen sac contained. 

His trousers dropped to his ankles. Ron kicked his feet out of them,- still 
mouthing her tits and cupping her firm, heart-shaped ass in both hands. His 
saliva dribbled down her firm tits as his lips pulled lovingly on the 
swollen peaks. 

Jill fondled his hard-on through his shorts, then drew the elastic out wide 
and tugged them down, exposing his cock and balls. She gazed down at the 
impressive sight. His shorts were tucked under his scumbags, the elastic 
drawn tight, so that it looked like his big prick was slung in a catapult, 
ready to be launched. His cockhead was a mushroom-shaped slab of hot, purple 
meat, moist at the tip, his pisshole weeping. His cockshaft was long and 
thick, gnarled with dark, pulsating veins, as taut and vibrant as a 
bowstring, jutting up from his bloated balls in a meaty tower. A trickle of 
pearly spunk ran down the slope of his cock- knob. 

Jill rubbed her cunt bush against his prick, pressing his cock into her 
thick black jungle. His prickhead into her belly button, and a glob of cum 
oozed into that shallow slot. Pussy juice flooded her crotch and ran down 
her thighs. His prick drew out, slathered with cunt cream, and he fucked 
back up her smoldering pussy, she drenched his scumbags with frothy fuck 
juice. 

Ron began to lift her by the ass, hauling her up his cock, then letting her 
settle back, as if he were using her pussy to jerk himself off. . 

Jill's supple body twisted in his arms. She hooked one knee around his hip, 
standing on one foot. Then she threw the other leg up, too, locking her 
ankles behind his ass, cradled in his arms and on his cock. Her ass switched 
from side to side and her belly pumped. Ron staggered under her weight, 
lurching sideways without missing a stroke. He was supporting her with his 
hands and with his cock, hauling her up and down. Her cunt walls tightened, 
molding her pussy tunnel to the shape of his prick as he fucked into her. 
The concentric muscle rings closed, rippling up his cock from the hilt to 
the crown, working on him like a pliable wringer. Her cuntlips sucked on his 
prick as he drew out, dragging and pulling. It felt as if she had a secret 
mouth inside her belly as her cunt sucked on his cock with moist, squishing 
sounds Ron swung her up and down as her thighs tightened around him, hooked 
on his hips. As she arched her slender back, her fat tits flopped in his 
face and he lapped at them, his tongue darting out at the pink tips. Her 
long black hair trailed down her back as she threw her head back and 
cascaded over her ass cheeks and tits as she switched her face from side to 
side. Her green eyes were glazed with lust, and she was panting like a steam 
engine as she rode his meaty cock. 

Ron dipped at the knees, lifting her by the ass at the same time. His prick 
pulled out until only the cockhead was stuck up her. Cuntjuice steamed from 
the bared prickshaft. Then he jerked upward as he let her descend, going 
balls deep up her fuckhole again. His legs were trembling under the burden 
of her weight as well as with the shuddering of his building need. He began 
to stagger across the room, still fucking into her, like some fucking 
machine. 

He carried her to the wall and pressed her against it, taking some of her 
weight off his hands and prick. Then he began to really fuck his cock into 
her, fucking her right up the wall. Cuntjuice poured out, staining the 
wallpaper behind her churning ass. Her heels drummed against his ass. Jill's 
lusty loins were jerking wildly now, and she twisted her hips so that her 
cunthole was winding around on his cock like a juicy nut on an iron-hard 
bolt. 

Ron grunted and fucked his meaty prick straight into her cunt like a 
skyrocket. His cock almost hissed as he fucked up that soaking, steaming 
fuck tunnel, came out dripping, then plunged in again. With her weight 
braced against the wall, he was pouring the prick to her pussy with furious 
energy, fucking his cock into her fiery furnace of a cunt with a violence 
that shook her very bones. 

"Fuck! fuck! fuck!" Jill wailed, saying the word each time his cock slammed 
into her. "Feed it to me, darling-stuff my cunthole. Oh, sweet Jesus! I'm 
gonna fucking cream! Come in me, Ron! Pour all your hot, slick slime up my 
pussy, flood my fuckhole with that sweet cream!" 

Ron felt her cunt start to melt around his cock like a wax candle around a 
flaming wick. As her fuck tunnel filled up with cream, his prick fucked into 
her even faster, gliding up that soaking slot like a submarine in a swamp. 
His balls dragged up the wall as he thrust his loins out and threw his head 
and shoulders back. Jill was mounted on the wall like a stuffed trophy, 
impaled on his rock-hard prick. 

"Come!" she cried. "I'm coming-shoot up me!" 

Ron fucked his cock into her with long, rippling strokes, his ass grinding 
and his hips jolting. He was shaking violently as the thrill and the 
pressure built up in his loins. He lifted her to the top of his prick, held 
her suspended on his cockhead for a moment and then, as his balls exploded, 
slammed her back down so that his cockhead was burie4 in the depths of her 
cunt as his jism squirted out. 

"Oh! Ohhhh!" Jill wailed, as she felt that hot slime spurt into her 
cunthole, hosing her with a massive load. She had been creaming already but 
now, with the thrill of having him pump her full of fuck juice, her cunt 
began to go off like a volcano. The steaming lava of her lust gushed from 
the hairy crater. 

Ron poured load after load of spunk into her, slamming her down onto his 
cock each time he spurted. His jism ran into her cunt cream, and the 
combined fuck fluids over flowed her pussy, soaking her crotch and his balls 
with a frothy deluge. Jill was half crazed by her passion. She whipped her 
pussy onto his cock in a frenzy, desperately milking him off as her own 
juices flooded out. 

His last spurt ripped into her and Ron gasped. His legs went limp, as if all 
his energy had turned to jism and sped from his prick. With Jill still 
mounted on his cock, he slowly sank to his knees, then dropped back onto the 
floor. Jill sat astride him, grinding her cunt around on his spent prick as 
she worked off the last spasms of her coming and milked out the last creamy 
drops. Her tits hung over him, bobbling, like ripe fruit ready to be 
plucked. 

Her ass heaved up and down. Then she, too, was finished-for the moment. She 
settled onto him, not moving but still holding his drained cock up her 
flooded fuckhole. A con tented smile turned up the corners of her lips. Her 
eyes were closed. 

Ron gazed up at her, thinking what a swell fuck it had been and wondering 
what Jill was thinking. 

Would Ron have been surprised, had he known! 

CHAPTER FOUR 

Ron never did get around to drinking the martini that he'd made. Jill found 
it on the counter shortly after he'd gone back to work and sat, still naked, 
in an overstuffed chair, feeling short of overstuffed herself, and full of 
cum, drinking the cocktail. She sipped slowly, not enjoying the taste of gin 
nearly as much as that of jism. She was thinking about her visit to the farm 
the next day, not really sure if she would dare do anything, though knowing 
that she was sure as hell going to get awfully horny with all those animals 
around. Horses, bulls, mules-hell, even a ram could throw a mean fuck into a 
girl! 

She smiled at the thought, her teeth clinking on the rim of the glass. 

Jill's insatiable cunt was starting to heat up again. 

She parted her thighs. Her pink cuntlips were unfurled and her clit was 
stiff. She gazed down at her crotch. She slid her hand over her ebony cunt 
mound and dipped her fingers into her wet pussy slot, stirring them around 
and squirming against them. Then she brought her hand up to her lips and 
pushed her tongue out, licking at her sticky fingers. A spicy blend of cum 
and cuntjuice tantalized her tastebuds. She bunched her fingers together and 
slipped them into her mouth, sucking on them and pushing them in and out as 
if they were a cock. 

Cuntjuice was delicious, she thought. It was every bit as tasty as a man's 
cum. Jill wished that she was limber enough to go down on herself. But she 
had tried that and failed, unable to get her tongue any closer than her 
pubic bush. Jill had sucked a few cunts in her lifetime and, at school, she 
and her roommate had sixty-nined frequently. Neither of the girls was a 
lesbian-but Jill knew that a woman didn't have to be a lesbian in order to 
enjoy cuntlapping. She had even confessed to her husband that she had eaten 
pussy, hoping that Ron might take the hint and bring another woman to their 
bed .for a threesome. Although he had been turned on by her confession 
nothing had come .from it, except for a lusty fucking. Jill was in a 
cuntsucking mood at the moment, wondering if any of her girlfriends had 
mutual tastes. But it wasn't the sort of thing that she could suggest unless 
she was pretty sure of the other woman. It could be too embarrassing. 

Jill fingerfucked her cunt with one hand and sucked on the fingers of the 
other hand, then switched. Her fingers went into her mouth soaked with 
cuntjuice and into her cunt slathered with saliva. Her cunt was sucking like 
a mouth and her tongue was throbbing like her clit. She took another sip of 
her martini. It tasted a lot better with cuntjuice on her tongue. Maybe she 
would jerk Ron off into the cocktail shaker sometime, using his jism instead 
of vermouth to mix with the gin. She grinned impishly at the thought. Would 
that ever turn Ron on! She could just imagine how his prick would thunder as 
he watched her sip his slime! 

How would he react, she wondered, if she were to tell him that she sucked 
and fucked with Bruno? 

But she didn't dare take a chance, in case Ron might not receive it well. He 
might get rid of the dog and that was something that Jill did not wish to 
risk. 

Her stiff fingers slithered up her cunthole and she rubbed her thumb against 
her clit. Then she switched, fucking into her hungry mouth with her drenched 
fingers. Her thighs rippled and her slim belly pumped. As her cunt steamed, 
the delicious fragrance drifted across the room. 

In trotted Bruno, following his nose. 

Jill smiled at the doggy. His prick was semi-hard, looping out in a fat bow, 
the naked red cock-knob half exposed. His long, wet tongue was hanging out 
from the side of his jaw. She wondered if Bruno ever got jealous when she 
was fucking Ron. But she didn't guess that a dumb animal had the capacity 
for such an emotion. Anyhow, no matter how often she fucked Ron, Bruno never 
had to do without. The dog trotted over and thrust his big head between her 
legs. Jill drew her hand away, and Bruno began to slap his nimble tongue 
into her smoldering cunt gash. 

Jill purred, wriggling against his muzzle. She hiked her ass up so that he 
could run his hot tongue all the way from her asshole to her clit with long, 
slurping strokes. As his tongue slapped at her, his cock began to lengthen 
and harden into a full erection. Dogs were lucky, she thought. They could 
lick their own pricks. She wondered if Bruno ever tongued his cock until he 
came. Maybe she would coax him into doing that sometime, then take over when 
he started to spurt. 

Jill's thoughts were getting her turned on as much as the dog's slurping 
tongue strokes. But she didn't want to come on his tongue again. She was 
ready for more cock. The only trouble was that she didn't know whether to 
fuck him or suck him off. Her mouth was as horny as her cunt. Jill wished 
that she had two doggies, so she could take one prick in the mouth and one 
up the cunt at the same time. Were there sheepdogs at the farm? 

Oh, shit! Maybe I can get gangbanged by a whole fucking pack of horny 
hounds! she thought, wildly thrilled by that prospect. 

But for the moment she would have to make do with one cock. She decided to 
suck Bruno's tasty prick for awhile, then let him empty his bloated scumbags 
into her steaming fuckhole. 

Jill grasped Bruno by the collar and hauled his head out of her crotch. His 
tongue darted out and he whined as he was deprived of that delicious snack. 
Slobber splattered on her belly and ran into the ebony curls of her cunt 
mound She pulled the dog up. His haunches bunched and he sprang onto the 
chair, one paw on either side of her hips, and his hind- paws scrambling on 
the floor. His big prick loomed out over her belly. His long tongue lapped 
at her tits as his head bobbed up and down and his haunches began to quiver 
and hump. Jill folded her fist around the hilt of his cock and pulled his 
cockhead down onto her tits. She rubbed the hot prick against her stiff tit 
peaks, then slipped the hairy cock into her cleavage. She cupped her lit 
mounds together around his prick, thumbing her nipples. Bruno whined and 
humped, fucking her between the tits. 

His throbbing red cockhead came sliding out from the top of that smooth 
channel, running up her breastbone. Jill tilted her face down, staring at 
his cock-knob as his prick vanished between her tits, then came squeezing 
back out. She licked her lips. Sometimes she liked to let the doggy fuck her 
through her cleavage until he shot his wad. She loved to see all that hot, 
thick jism spurt out right into her face and open mouth. Her husband, too, 
was partial to some titty fucking, loving to watch his slime hose his wife's 
open lips and flashing tongue. Once, in abandoned passion, Ron had called 
Jill a scum bucket. Far from being annoyed, Jill had been delighted at that 
accurate term of endearment. Being pumped full of jism in any available hole 
seemed her prime purpose in life. 

Bruno's flaring cockhead slid up her breastbone again, and Jill ducked her 
head down and shot her tongue out, lapping at the fiery red cock. The doggy 
whimpered and humped higher, pushing his cockhead against her lips. His 
pisshole began to weep. As he fucked through her cleavage, he was laying a 
glistening track, like the trail of a snail, on her flesh. Jill tongued his 
pisshole and murmured with pleasure as a frothy blob of cock spume slid onto 
her tastebuds. 

Her lips parted wide, and, as the doggy humped again, she took his smoking 
hot cock- knob into her mouth, sucking with relish. Bruno yelped and fucked 
deeper into her maw. His scumbags dragged up her belly and jiggled between 
her tits as he fed his cock into her mouth. His prick-knob ran right back 
into her throat, and Jill gagged, but held there for a moment, then sighed 
as he withdrew. Her lips were turned outwards, sucking on his hairy prick as 
it retreated, then collaring his cockshaft just behind the fat prick-knob 
and nursing on that tasty slab of meat. 

Her green eyes narrowed with lust as she hungrily mouthed the German 
shepherd's delicious prick. He was fucking all of the long cock into her 
head now, his balls slapping against her chin as he buried his bone, and 
Jill was adoring every inch. Her tongue flashed around against the underside 
of his cockhead, then folded into a moist carpet over which his prick rode 
back to her gullet. 

"Unghhh," she gasped as his cockhead clogged her throat. Then, as he drew 
back, she purred. She sucked lovingly on the hairy cock and mouthed the 
prick-knob again. 

His weeping pisshole was dribbling preliminary slime onto her tongue and 
into her cheeks. She swallowed a glob of the succulent stuff and it whetted 
her appetite for more. The dog-loving girl had intended to only suck his 
prick for a little while, then let him fuck her cunt, but now that she had 
the taste for it she changed her mind. 

She was longing for a mouthful of his fuck juice, yearning to swallow all 
the hot juice out of his scumbags. She should have known better than to 
think that once she had started giving the doggy head that she would be able 
to stop. Once Jill had a mouthful of hard, hot prick, animal or human, she 
always kept on sucking until she was rewarded by the creamy conclusions. 

"Feed it to me, you big son of a bitch!" she rasped, as his prick pulled 
back to her lips, speaking right down his cock as if his prick were a hairy 
microphone. "Empty the fucker in my mouth. I'm gonna swallow your hot 
fuckjuice, Bruno-" Her words were clit off as his cockhead lodged in her 
throat again. 

She slid lower in the chair. Bruno was fucking into her mouth with frantic 
strokes now, his backbone twisting into an S shape as his haunches slammed 
up. Yelping and whining with bestial lust the horny doggy fucked his 
mistress in the mouth joyfully. 

Her tongue flashed all over his prick. She took his cockhead into her cheek, 
then let his prick-knob slide back into her throat once again. Hot slime was 
running over her tongue and pooling in her cheeks as his pisshole oozed more 
out spunk, driving her wild for more of the delicious doggy jism. 

She pushed her tongue right up his open pisshole, so hungry for his spunk 
that she was delving up his cockhead even before it dribbled from his cleft. 
His cock expanded mightily, and she whimpered, knowing that the dog was 
about to shoot his wad. She blew down his prick, humming on the vibrant 
meat, then sucked again. Bruno howled and fucked into her hungry maw as his 
balls exploded. 

His first spurt went right down her throat. Jill felt the scalding hot load 
rush into her gullet without tasting it. She gulped the sweet stuff down 
greedily. Bruno shot his second creamy jet out on the backstroke and the 
thick slime skimmed over her tastebuds as it poured back into her throat. 
She gulped it down and sucked for more. 

"Ahhhh," she moaned, abandoned to the pure delights of drinking doggy cum 
out of his spurting cockhead. He slammed his prick in and fed her another 
frothy mouthful. 

Jill was gulping the cum down as fast as she could but his load was too 
great for her to swallow all of it. Slimy ribbons overflowed her Lips and 
ran down her chin. His hairy prick ran through her lips and over her tongue, 
shooting more cum out, spraying her cheeks and hosing her throat and soaking 
her tongue with jism jets. Jill sucked and swallowed, swallowed and sucked. 

"Ummmm-ummmm_ummmm_" she whimpered, taking all of his lunging cock into her 
hungry mouth, pulling and dragging with her lips as her tongue slid over his 
prick. Her mouth was full to the brim with jism. As soon as she swallowed a 
mouthful, the potent dog poured another creamy deluge into her. Her tongue 
was floating in the stuff. Spunk ran along her cheeks and dribbled from her 
lips. 

Bruno whined and slowed down, his balls emptied at last. Jill folded her 
fist around the root of his cock and began to frig him up and down, milking 
the last drops out. She gulped the sweet slime down hungrily, then used her 
tongue to lap up the stray globs that had run down onto his scumbags. Bruno 
poised over her, trembling. His cock swayed up and down. Jill sucked his 
cockhead back into her well fucked mouth and began to nurse on the fat slab 
again, gently coaxing him back to a hard on. 

His cockhead was softening following his coming. The meaty prick felt 
rubbery in her lips. But, as she nursed skillfully, his cock began to swell 
up and harden again. Jill whimpered, loving to feel a soft cock slowly 
stiffen and turn to throbbing hardness inside her mouth. 

Bruno humped slowly, feeding his cock to her tentatively. His balls had 
collapsed as they had emptied, but now those hairy scumbags began to balloon 
with a new load. 

When Jill drew her lips off, the dog's prick was iron hard and huge once 
more, the naked cock-knob slippery with her saliva and the hairy prickshaft 
matted with spit. 

"Ohhhh, you lovely, horny doggy," she purred happily. 

It was a question of having her cake and eating it too. 

CHAPTER FIVE 

Bruno was jerking his cock up, trying to get back into his mistress' hot 
mouth. The prick- knob brushed against her lips and, when she turned her 
head away, smiling at his frantic efforts, skimmed along her cheek. Bruno 
loved a blowjob and he was a lucky doggy to have a mistress like Jill. But 
he loved a fuck, too. Now Jill, her hungry mouth satiated, was ready for a 
cuntful. 

She gave .his cockhead a lick, then grasped his prick by the hilt and 
dragged the dog lower. His prick slid down her belly and rustled through the 
ebony curls of her pubic bush. She arched her back and tilted her crotch up, 
levering his cock into her steaming pussy slot. 

Bruno whimpered as he realized that he was going to get hot cunt instead of 
that suction cup of a mouth, not caring he buried his cock as long as he got 
his rocks off again. Jill held his cockshaft and began to rub his naked 
prick-knob up and down in her open cunt and brush his cock across her stiff 
love bud, using his prick like a big hairy spoon to stir her cream bowl to a 
froth. 

His haunches rippled. He tried to shove his cock into her, but she held him 
off, moving only the tip of his cock through her parted cuntlips, enjoying 
the preliminary contact. He humped again, sliding his cock up her crotch at 
right angles. The fat red prick-knob came surging out of her crotch and into 
her dark pussy bush. She moved the fat cock back to her cunt, brushing and 
rubbing herself against his prick, teasing the doggy-and herself-by denying 
him entry. 

His saliva-drenched cockhead glided fluidly through the parted folds of her 
soaking cunt slot. The dog growled with frustration. Jill tilted her wrist, 
working his cock-knob around against her throbbing clit and shifting up and 
down her cuntlips. She squirmed against his cock, her back arched and her 
ass grinding. Then she changed her grip and slowly pulled the tip of his 
cock into her cunthole. Bruno stiffened and yelped, his tail swishing behind 
him like a propeller. Jill's cuntlips clamped over his cock-knob, sucking 
like a mouth. 

She pulled another inch of naked prick into her fuckhole, frigging his cock 
stalk up and down with the prick-knob stuck up her, feeling the big meaty 
wedge flare and throb in her pussy. Her hand slid down to his balls, cup 
ping them and caressing them. Bruno jammed his prick out, and, finding that 
her hand was no longer restraining him, the dog whined. He began to slide 
his rampant cock up her cunt hole. His prick went in slowly, inch by inch. 
Her cunt muscles pulled and dragged on his thick cock, that hairy maw 
sucking just as her mouth had. 

"Oooooh," Jill sighed, as she felt his throbbing cockhead wedge deeper into 
her slippery cunt. The massive slab of prick felt like a lump of hot iron in 
her belly. Her pliable cunthole clamped around the contours of his cock, 
massaging him inside her. Bruno lunged and fed the rest of his hairy prick 
into her, burying himself balls-deep up that steaming luck track. 

Jill gripped his scumbags, holding all of his cock up her, savoring the 
pleasure of having her fuckhole stuffed to the brim with that thundering dog 
prick. S) could feel his cock ripple and pulse, and his cockhead flared out, 
pounding like a jackhammer. His massive cock was stuffing her so full that 
she felt skewered. Gazing down the arched slope of her body, she half 
expected to see the outline of his prick raised up in a furrow in her belly. 
Holding him all the way up her cunthole, she began to move her hips from 
side to side, turning her pussy around on his cock. She pumped, fucking 
herself up and down through an inch or two of cock. Then she released the 
dog's balls. He gave a yelp and began to fuck his prick into her with savage 
energy He pulled out until only his cock-knob was stuck up. her, then 
slammed all of his prick back into her fiery loins. Jill began to move with 
him, pushing her cunt down to meet his cock as he fucked her, twisting from 
side to side as he withdrew. The full length of his hard, hairy prick was 
running across her clit as it sped in and out, driving the horny doggy lover 
wild with lust. 

Her pussy began to melt and her whole lithe body shook with the joyful 
sensation. Jill was glad now that she had already milked the doggy off 
twice, by hand and by mouth, knowing that his third come would take longer. 
She loved fucking so much that she wanted to make it last for hours. 

Her love button sparked and her pussy creamed. She slowed down, but Bruno 
kept right on fucking the prick to her remorselessly. Jill began to rise 
towards another climax immediately. Her eyelashes fluttered, and a dreamy 
look came over her face as she realized that she was going to enjoy a whole 
series of comings, creaming time and again on that thunderbolt of a prick. 

His cock dragged out, squishing against the suction of her fuckhole. Her 
cuntlips were pulled almost inside out as he withdrew, then stuffed back up 
into her pussy hole as he fed his cock to her again, the hairy prick hissing 
up her fuck tunnel. 

A spasm shook her, then another. Cuntjuice was pouring from her stuffed slot 
now, dribbling down her crotch and seeping into the tight crack of her 
churning ass. The dog's hairy prick pulled out, soaking with her cunt cream, 
steaming as the stuff evaporated. Jill arched and bowed. She jerked her 
loins around, letting the dog luck his prick up her from different angles 
and levels. His powerful body rippled with muscles as he drove his loins in 
and out remorselessly, rattling her bones with the fury of his frantic 
fucking.. 

"Fucking hell," Jill murmured as she creamed yet again. 

This time was one of the best fucks she had ever had-and it was getting 
better all the time. Each time she peaked, it was higher and more prolonged. 
She felt as if her whole body was melting on that plunging prick. Her cunt 
hole was so full of fuck juice that the dog's cock slithered up with 
slurping sounds. Jill reached down, splaying her fingers out in her groin so 
that she could feel his hairy prick luck in and out. She bucked and 
squirmed, her whole body vibrating. 

She threw her legs around the pounding brute, hooking her knees over his 
flanks, riding him from below. Her thighs rippled against his shaggy flanks. 
The big beast thundered on like some hairy fucking machine, his cock filling 
her. Her cunt walls spread out as his thick prickshaft expanded and his red 
hot cockhead plowed into the very depths of her loins. He was fucking her so 
deep that she wondered if his cockhead might slide right into her mouth from 
inside her. His balls swung in against her ass, slapping against her as his 
cock plunged in to the root, filling her to the brim. 

Jill was panting like an animal, moaning and whimpering, transported to a 
state of bliss by that massive dog prick. Her hips jolted up and down and 
her slim belly pumped rhythmically. She gasped as another fiery wave of joy 
rushed through her belly, subsided, then coursed through her again. Her ass 
churned on the edge of the chair, grinding wildly, abandoned to the ecstasy 
of that savage fucking, it seemed as if Bruno was going to fuck her forever, 
as if that hammering prick was going to fuck into her for eternity. Jill 
wondered if the doggy might still be fucking her when her husband came home. 
That was a distressing thought, but there was no way that she was going to 
make him stop before he unloaded his slime. 

And now her creaming cunt was hungry for that sweet doggy jism. She yearned 
to feel his hot, thick fuck juice squirt into her fuckhole, filling her with 
the steaming flood. She began to use her cunt like a wringer, sucking on his 
plunging prick as if she were trying to drag the scum out of his balls by 
the pressure. Bruno howled and whimpered when he felt those slippery cunt 
walls suck on his prick. He fucked her harder and faster, tilting her ass up 
from the chair as he filled her cunt. 

Jill was rising to another peak, trying to hold back, wanting the dog to 
come in her as she creamed. 

"Shoot it up me!" she wailed. "Fill my cunt with your fuck juice, Bruno! 
Flood my fucking cunt!" 

The dog fucked his cock into her, panting and growling as he neared the 
crest. His prick throbbed and ballooned in her clinging pussy hole. 
Cuntjuice sprayed out as he stuffed her full. 

Jill felt as if she might faint with the thrill, rising to the greatest peak 
of all. She cried out as she peaked. Bruno howled and poured his fuck juice 
into her in a creamy cascade. 

Dog jism hosed her cunthole in spurt after spurt, another steaming load 
squirting out with every thrust. His cum ran into her cunt juice and the 
slimy blend poured from her pussy, soaking her crotch and running down her 
thighs and creaming the dog's balls. 

"More! More!" she wailed, knowing that she was going to keep coming as long 
as Bruno was pumping her pussy full of his precious cum. She could 
distinctly feel each steaming drop as it gushed into her, frothy and slimy, 
thick and scalding hot, melting her cunthole on the volcanic tide. He 
pounded on like some Unstoppable engine, hammering her cunt to jelly. At the 
highest crest, Jill screamed with joy. 

His prick slammed in. Jism shot out and his haunches rebounded on the 
recoil, only to plunged back in with another spurt. Cum sped up his 
prickshaft and hosed out of his cock- head, drenching her cunt, swirling 
around like lava in her loins. 

The big dog shot the last of his jism into her and slowed down, his flanks 
heaving and his tongue hanging out. Jill continued to grind her pussy on 
him, working her climax off to the last drops. Bruno stopped humping and his 
prick began to diminish and soften inside her flooded fuckhole. They stayed 
locked together for a few moments. Then he pulled his prick slowly out. The 
soaking cock and dripping prickhead slipped free, and a great deluge of cum 
and cuntjuice gushed from her emptied cunt. Jill twisted down and took the 
dog's creamy cock into her mouth, sucking cum and cuntjuice from his prick, 
not wanting to waste a drop of the delicious stuff. But, this time, her 
talented mouth could work no more magic. Bruno was finished for the day, and 
his cock continued to shrink and soften despite the efforts of her tongue 
and lips. When she drew her mouth off him, the doggy staggered away and 
curled up on the floor. 

Jill smiled and lay back in the chair. The cushion was slippery under her 
ass from the overflow of her cunt, and she could feel the dog slime slosh 
around inside her fuckhole. She felt as if she might float away on the tide. 
She had a cunthole full of slime and a bellyful, as well. How could she ever 
object to being called a scumbucket? 

Jill was satisfied at both ends. 

Yet the horny woman was insatiable. Even in the glowing aftermath of all 
that sucking and fucking, so full of doggy jism that she thought her vital 
organs must be floating in the stuff, naughty Jill was already looking 
forward eagerly to the next time she fucked her doggy. 

CHAPTER SIX 

Or any other animal, for that matter. The next day Jill went to the farm. 

Farming was lucrative and not farming was even more so. The gentleman who 
owned the farm had made so much money from the government for not growing 
crops that he decided to retire in the big city, where never again would he 
trot in cow shit, and that was why the farm was up for sale. In the mean 
while the animals were being looked after by Hank and Blossom, brother and 
sister from a neighboring farm. Hank was a tall, lanky lad with hair like 
straw and a vacant gaze and a big prick. Blossom was younger, with blonde 
hair worn in pigtails and big blue eyes and freckles and a set of tits like 
cannonballs. 

Jill met Hank first. She parked the car beside the farmhouse, and, as she 
approached the building, Hank came out onto the porch. He was wearing denim 
overalls and a straw hat and the first thing that Jill noticed was that the 
crotch of those overalls was bulging out in a most promising manner. 

Jill was wearing a scoop-necked peasant dress which she had thought 
appropriate for this trip to the countryside and which also showed a lot of 
her deep cleavage. From his position on the porch, Hank could look right 
down that neckline and, as he did so, his long jaw dropped open and his eyes 
popped out and that lump in the front of his overalls began to swell even 
more and throb. 

Jill explained why she was there. 

Hank said, "Uh-huh." 

Jill regarded his crotch. Hank stared at her tits. Between this country boy 
and his urban beauty, sparks flew. Jill did not normally cheat on her 
husband, preferring to fuck with her doggy, but she was intrigued by Hank, 
who seemed no more intelligent than a dog and every bit as horny. Jill was 
feeling horny as well, having made an early start on her journey and not 
haying had any sex with her husband or with her dog. 

"You sure are pretty," Hank told her. "My name is Hank." 

"Oh, you sweet-talking bumpkin," said Jill. They went into the farmhouse, a 
rustic place with a certain amount of charm. Jill looked around a bit, 
trying to decide if the place was suitable but unable to concentrate on her 
mission because Hank was trailing after her with that big lump in his groin. 

Presently, she turned to the local lad, smiling. Jill saw no reason to be 
reserved or shy with a randy prick. She regarded him much as she would have 
a dog. She stepped closer and cupped her hand on the big bulge of his 
crotch. Her eyebrows rose when she felt how truly huge his prick was. Hank 
gulped and grinned at her idiotically. 

"You sure are big and hard," she said. 

"Yep," said Hank. 

"Have you ever had a blowjob?" 

"Only from my sister," said the innocent youth. 

Jill blinked in surprise at that casual confession. But she guessed that 
things were different in the country and that incest and bestiality were not 
taboo, as in the city. 

"Would you like me to blow you, Hank?" she asked. 

"Sure would, Ma'am," he replied. What a casual seduction this is, thought 
Jill. Her mouth was watering at the prospect of milking off that big hayseed 
prick. She rubbed and fondled him through his overalls for a moment as he 
stood there. Then she unfastened the straps so that the bib of his overalls 
flopped down. Hank was wearing no under wear, and his massive cock shot out 
like a crazed bull into the bullring. Jill gasped at the size of the huge 
prick. It looked like a piece of farm machinery, capable of plowing a field 
and, judging by the size of his bloated balls, of fertilizing that field, as 
well. His cockhead was almost glowing like an incandescent lightbulb, and 
thick, dark veins pulsed up his stalk. 

Jill licked her lips as she gazed at that meaty feast. Hank stood with his 
legs apart and his loins thrust out. 

"Your prick looks fucking delicious," she murmured. "That's what sis says," 
Hank replied. 

Jill cupped his swollen scumbags, lifting them, judging the massive amount 
of nourishing fuck juice they contained. A girl could get fat if she 
swallowed a load like that every day, she thought. Massaging his balls, she 
took his cockshaft in her other hand. His prick was so thick that she could 
hardly span the distance. She stroked up and down and felt his cock throb 
like an engine. Jill stepped back and removed her blouse. She knew that 
there was going to be hot jism flying all over the place when she brought 
this lusty lad off and didn't want to get her blouse drenched. 

Hank stared at her naked tits in admiration. Jill posed for him, loving the 
way his eyes were burning into her tits like laser beams. Her nipples shot 
out like rockets. Her cunt was streaming and her mouth was drooling. If they 
decided to buy the farm, she sure hoped that Hank would work for them, so 
she could enjoy plenty of farmhand fucking in the future. But it was her 
mouth that needed to get fucked flow. 

Jill sank slowly to her knees in front of the lad. Her lips parted and her 
tongue slid out. Her pretty face was radiant with desire and her mouth was 
so hot she thought her saliva might boil. 

Hank shuffled closer. The musky fragrance of his smoking hot cock and ball 
meat wafted into her face. The massive prick towered up before her, 
cock-knob flaring and ventral vein pounding. Jill leaned closer, pushing her 
tongue out and licking at his cum-laden balls. She sighed as the tangy 
flavor tingled on her tastebuds. She lapped all over his scumbags, using 
them as an appetizer before moving on to the main course of his tasty 
cockmeat followed by his jism. 

Hank groaned, shifting his weight from foot to foot and thrusting his prick 
up and down against her cheek. Jill began to run her flattened tongue up the 
underside of his cock- shaft, slurping from the thick root to the flaring 
crown. The fat vein pulsed against her tongue. She criss-crossed back and 
forth, going up and down his cock, slathering his hot prick with her saliva. 

"Yummy," she purred. 

Hank stared down, watching the ebony curtains of her long, silken hair drift 
over his belly and thighs. Her face was contorted by cock sucker's passion. 
Jill fluttered her tongue against the sensitive underside of his cock- head. 
That fat purple slab flared out, and his pisshole gaped open. A dribble of 
jism oozed from his cleft and ran sluggishly down his prick. Jill licked 
hungrily. 

"Oooooh," she sighed, finding country cum succulent. 

Her tongue flew up and down his cock and bathed his cockhead. Then she 
kissed the weeping tip. Cum bubbled onto her pursed lips. Jill opened her 
mouth and slowly sucked his cockhead in, her lips collaring his prick- knob. 

She sucked lovingly on his cockhead. The rest of his long prickshaft stood 
out naked, like a meaty bridge between her lips and his scumbags. Then she 
began to bob her head up and down, as if she were ducking for apples in a 
barrel, taking more of his prick in with every stroke. 

"Yeah-suck my cock!" Hank moaned. 

He placed his open hands beside her face and, holding her head steady, began 
to fuck into her mouth. Jill gulped as his swollen cockhead jammed into the 
entrance to her throat. Her head bobbed down to meet him as he fucked his 
cock in, and his balls dragged over her tits and slapped under her chin. His 
skinny ass was jerked as he fucked into Jill's head. His huge prick raked 
her cheeks and tongue and plowed her gullet as he prepared to spray his 
spunk. 

Jill was taking every inch of his prick into her mouth now. Her nose nestled 
in his wiry pubic hair, and her chin brushed his balls as she gobbled that 
long feast to the root. She was moaning and whimpering, savoring that 
delicacy, loving the taste and the texture of his cock. 

Her lips turned outward as her head slid up his cock, sucking through every 
thick inch. She nursed with relish on his cockhead, then slid her mouth back 
down to the root. Her hands were clamped on his hips, and his hands held her 
head between them as he fucked in and out of her hot, wet mouth. Saliva 
poured down his fat cockshaft and onto his balls. His pisshole was weeping 
steadily now. Frothy jism streaked her slobber, running across her lips and 
dripping from her chin. Thick, gooey globs of slime splattered on her tits. 

That initial seepage was driving Jill suck crazy. The horny cocksucker was 
ravenous for his fuck juice. 

"Come," she whimpered, drawing her lips up to the tip of his moist cockhead. 
"Spurt your slime in my fucking mouth, Hank! Feed me your sweet fuck juice!" 

Hank fucked his prick into her, the fat cockshaft sliding moistly, through 
the collar of her lips and the prick-knob hitting her throat. He was tilting 
her head up and down on his massive plow. Jill gurgled and gobbled, gasped 
and gulped. A trickle of jism ran down her gullet and a flood of saliva ran 
down his prick. Her hot, nimble tongue was flashing against the underside of 
his cockhead as her lips pulled and dragged. Her cheeks hollowed in as she 
sucked with enthusiasm. 

Hank fucked in and out and Jill mouthed him hungrily, making little 
whimpering sounds as she sucked and tongued. She felt his prick expand as he 
prepared to blow. 

"Yeah, yeah," she gasped. 

"Here it comes!" Hank wailed. 

Suddenly her mouth was full of jism. She didn't feel his first spurt jet 
out, it was just there, hot and thick and delicious. Frothy cum overflowed 
her lips. She gulped the slime down greedily. His cockhead squirted a load 
into her cheek, then shot a jet against the roof of her mouth. Her tongue 
slid through a swamp of the juicy flow and the tasty stuff was warming her 
belly like a fine cognac as she gulped it down. 

"Swallow it!" Hank rasped. "Drink my cum!" 

He staggered and lurched as he fucked in and out, his balls draining 
themselves in such a steady flow that his fuckjuice seemed to be pouring out 
in a slimy rope, a slippery quick silver string connecting his scumbags to 
Jill's belly. She drank the stuff voraciously and her head bobbed up and 
down as she milked more out. 

Hank groaned as the last of his spunk gushed into her mouth. Jill kept 
sucking, her lips pulling a few last globs out of his pisshole, relishing 
every succulent drop. 

Hank fed her one last stroke, then slowly drew his wet prick out of her 
mouth and staggered backwards. His cock was softening into a fat, meaty 
loop. He stared down at his meat- rack, as if he couldn't believe that he'd 
just emptied it into her head. 

Jill, too, stared at his cock and balls, sorry to see that it was shrinking 
and collapsing. With her mouth still full of his jism, she would have liked 
another load up her cunt. But even soft Hank's prick was an impressive sight 
and ready to look around and, she hoped, find she guessed his vigor would 
soon return-and some more good reasons, she had all day. 

She threw her head back and let the rest of that thick mouthful run down her 
gullet, smiling contentedly. Hank gazed at her, fascinated to see her 
swallowing his cum. The lusty country lad had never known that women from 
the big city did such things. 

"Jeez, your mouth's just like a cunt," he rasped, impressed and awed by the 
urban beauty. 

"Yeah, and your cum is fucking delicious," she replied, licking a few last 
creamy flecks from her lower lip. Globs of slime were splattered all over 
her fat tits from the overflow. She ducked her head down and used her tongue 
to lap them up. 

"I sure hope that you'll work for us, if we decide to buy the farm, Hank," 
she said. "There's an awful lot of plowing and milking that needs to be 
done." 

"Sure will, Ma'am," Hank agreed. 

Jill had found one very good reason why she and her husband should buy that 
farm- although it wasn't the sort of reason that she could easily explain to 
Ron. 

CHAPTER SEVEN 

Blossom was milking the cow. 

The nubile country lass was wearing a pair of denim shorts that were molded 
to her loins, showing the indentation of the crack of her ass and drawn into 
a vee at the crotch. She was naked to the waist. She always removed her 
blouse when she milked the cow because the milk sometimes splashed out of 
the pail. It was much the same reason why Jill took her blouse off when she 
sucked off a cock, in fact. 

Blossom had huge tits. They bobbled saucily up and down as she pulled on the 
cow's udder. Jill smiled when she walked into the barn and saw that pretty 
little milkmaid at work. 

"Hi," Blossom said in a friendly fashion. "I guess you must be Mrs. Travis, 
huh?" 

"That's right," Jill replied. She moved closer. Blossom was seated on a 
stool beside the cow, pulling away. The milk squirted out in a steady 
stream. 

"You ever milked a cow?" the girl asked. 

"No," Jill said. Then she grinned. "But it looks about the same as jerking 
off a prick, and I've done plenty of that." 

Blossom giggled. She had often thought the same thing herself. The milk 
squirted out just like her brother's jism did. 

"A farm girl has to do lots of that, too," she said. "Jerking off, I mean." 

Jill looked surprised. 

"The animals, you know?" Blossom said. "Like, say, if the old bull gets a 
hard-on, he gets real mean. And if there ain't a cow ready for him, I got to 
milk his cock and balls, see?" 

Her tits bobbled up and down. "I don't mind doing it, though," she added. "I 
kind of get a kick out of pumping his big old cock and watching his fuck 
juice squirt all over the place. But I don't guess that a fancy city lady 
like you would want to do a thing like that, "Don't bet on it," Jill said, 
her voice husky. 

She knelt down beside Blossom. 

"Let me try it," Jill said. She pulled a squirt of milk out of the cow's 
udder, it was a strangely erotic sensation. She turned and gazed at 
Blossom's tits. 

Blossom grinned at her, making no attempt o cover her tits. "You met my 
brother?" she asked. 

"I sure as hell have," Jill said. 

"He says that my tits are as big as the cow's," She giggled. "He likes to 
pull my nipples, like he was milking me." 

"Like this?" Jill asked. Her hand moved cross and she gently fingered a 
plump, pink titty tip. 

Blossom purred and arched her back, thrusting her fat tits out. Jill began 
to feel the girl up with both hands, massaging the smooth mounds and 
fingering the taut nipples. 

"That feels nice," the girl whispered. 

Jill whimpered and lowered her head. Her tongue lashed out, licking at the 
girl's tit peaks. Blossom squirmed. The cow, neglected, mooed. Jill sucked a 
nipple into her lips and began to nurse juicily on the swollen nugget, 
sliding her tongue against it. 

"Why don't you take your blouse off. too?" Blossom suggested. "I like to 
feel tits too." 

Jill pulled her blouse off. The moment Jill's tits were bared, Blossom 
grabbed them with both hands. The naughty milkmaid leaned closer and started 
lapping at Jill's firm tits. After a moment she drew back, looking rather 
puzzled. 

"Your tits taste like cum," Blossom said. 

Jill laughed. "Yeah," she said, knowing there was no reason to be shy with 
this golden- haired farm girl. "Recognize it?" 

"Tastes like Hank's cum to me." 

"That's right, honey. I just sucked his big prick off and some of his slime 
overflowed." 

"Gee, you don't waste any time, do you?" Blossom said, impressed. She leaned 
in again and began to lap up the residue of her brother's fuck juice from 
Jill's fat tits. Her blonde pigtails bounced around as her head moved up and 
down. Jill squirmed against the girl. Then Jill did some more tasty tit 
sucking. 

They took turns mouthing each other. Jill's long black hair swept over 
Blossom's fat tits, then Blossom's golden head shifted as she ran her tongue 
up Jill's cleavage and circled around, returning to her nipples. 

Both girls were getting very hot and horny. In his stall on the other side 
of the barn, the bull's nostrils twitched and flared as he scented hot 
pussy. His big horned head came up, and he pawed at the floor with one hoof. 
The fragrant aroma drifting across the barn was inspirational. 

The bull's gigantic prick began to harden. The prickshaft rose up to the 
horizontal, and his fat black cockhead came sliding out from his leathery 
sheath. His massive scum- bags started to balloon. 

Intent on tit sucking, neither of the horny girls noticed the bull's 
arousal. 

Not yet. 

But they would, of course. 

Blossom was nursing on a stiff nipple. Jill slid her hand down and cupped it 
over the vee of the girl's crotch. Blossom's denim shorts were soaking at 
the crotchpiece and she squirmed on Jill's hand. 

"I like to suck more than tits," Jill whispered. 

"Oooooh You wanna take my shorts down?" Blossom squealed. Without waiting 
for Jill to reply, the farm girl unsnapped her shorts and drew the zipper 
down. 

Jill hooked her fingers under the waistband and dragged the shorts down as 
Blossom squirmed out of them. Blossom's panties were damp and sticky at the 
crotch. Jill rubbed Blossom's cunt through her panties. The outline of her 
curly pubic triangle bulged against the garment. Jill stroked and petted 
Blossom's crotch. Then she slowly drew the girl's panties off. She removed 
them from her feet and tossed them aside. Blossom arched her back and opened 
her legs, showing Jill her delicious-looking cunt. 

Blossom's cuntlips were unfurled and her love button was stiff and tingling. 
Jill stared at Blossom's pussy and licked her lips. She was drooling for 
that creamy treat. As she gazed at Blossom's crotch, a pearly ribbon of 
cuntjuice ran down, seeping into the crack of Blossom's well-packed ass. 
Jill whimpered with desire. She bent down and began to lick at Blossom's 
feet and ankles. She sucked on her toes and tongued up and down her shapely 
calves and licked her behind the knees. Blossom's ass was perched on the 
milking stool and her legs were extended and Jill ran her nimble tongue up 
and down the girl's thighs, stopping just short of the junction, teasing 
them both by delaying the crucial contact. 

Licking higher, Jill tongued up the crease where Blossom's leg joined her 
body, then licked up the other side, running her tongue parallel with the 
girl's flooded cunt. 

"Suck my pussy," Blossom urged. "I'm so fucking hot and wet-my cunt needs to 
be sucked off!" 

Jill's tongue slid through Blossom's pubic jungle, rustling through the 
curls like a pink rodent in a sunlit forest. She licked up Blossom's tummy 
and into her belly button. 

Blossom moaned with desire as she gazed down her arched body, watching 
Jill's raven hair sweep over her loins. Her thighs parted wider and she 
tilted her groin up. 

Jill could bear to delay that succulent snack no longer now. Her tongue was 
on fire-a fire than only Blossom's cunt cream could put out. Gripping the 
nubile girl by the hips, Jill moved her face into her crotch. Her tongue 
slipped out and flicked at Blossom's stiff clit. 

"Ahhhh," the girl sighed, squirming and starting to pant like a steam 
engine. 

Jill's tongue slid up Blossom's slot, tracing along her open cuntlips, then 
dipped into her fuckhole. She tongue-fucked in and out of that slippery 
slot, stabbing as deeply as she could. Then Jill fitted her parted lips to 
Blossom's cuntlips and began to suck steadily. Frothy pussy juice poured 
over her tongue and past her lips, causing her tastebuds to tingle. She 
swallowed the succulent fuck cream greedily. 

"Ummm," Jill whimpered. "Your cunt is delicious." 

"Your tongue is so fucking great," Blossom sighed. "Suck me off, then I'll 
do your cunt, too." 

"Ooooh!" Jill wailed, delighted to know that she was going to have her pussy 
eaten in return, enjoying the feast even more with that pleasant prospect in 
store for her. Her tongue flashed and flew around in Blossom's soaking 
cunthole. Her lips sucked ravenously. Her throat pulsed as she swallowed a 
mouthful of pussy juice. 

Holding Blossom by the hips, Jill tilted the girl up as if her cunt were a 
hairy goblet that she was draining to the dregs. Her dark hair swept over 
the girl's smooth thighs and belly, the raven tresses contrasting with 
Blossom's golden cunt bush. 

Burying her head deeper, Jill began to lick up the tight crack of Blossom's 
ass, lapping out the cunt juice that had seeped there. She shot her tongue 
up the girl's asshole, rimming her out, then stroked her from shit chute to 
clit. Using her fingers to spread Blossom's cuntlips wide apart, Jill 
tongued the folds and up the girl's fuckhole. She seemed to be trying to 
bury her whole head up that delicious pussy hole. Jill was purring like a 
cat at a bowl of cream. 

Blossom's ass and hips danced in a fucking motion as she worked her cunt 
around on Jill's eager tongue and lips. Her cunthole filled up with hot fuck 
juices, and Jill sucked it out hungrily. Jill's saliva poured into Blossom's 
soaking pussy as she slobbered away at the feast. The dark-haired cuntlapper 
was drench ed with fuck cream from chin to brow as she moved her whole face 
around in Blossom's crotch. 

"Come," she whispered, the word echoing up Blossom's fuckhole. "Cream on my 
tongue." 

Blossom's cunt juice was getting hotter and thicker and even more delicious 
as her climax approached. Steaming ribbons of pussy nectar flooded over 
Jill's questing tongue and seeped into her open mouth. Jill swallowed and 
suck ed with relish, whimpering with lust, loving this scrumptious treat. 
Jill was eager to make the girl come, to know the joy of having that sweet 
pussy melt in her mouth. 

Blossom shook with a spasm of passion, and another creamy flow soaked Jill's 
hungry mouth. Jill moaned as she swallowed the tangy fuck cream and felt 
Blossom's cunthole ripple. Blossom tight cunt muscles were sucking on Jill's 
tongue and Jill's lips were clamped to her hairy slot like a suction cup to 
a drain. Her mouth was glued to the girl's flooded gash, plastered there by 
saliva and cuntjuice. 

"Oh, shit, I'm gonna cream!" Blossom wailed. 

"Yeah, yeah, cream for me!" Jill whimpered, yearning to feel the girl's cunt 
spark and melt. Her head went up and down as she gobbled greedily on that 
sweet pussy, wallowing joyfully in Blossom's cunt. Jill's own cunt was 
blazing hot. It felt as if she had a burning ember between her thighs, an 
ember that Blossom's wet tongue would soon extinguish. But Jill's tongue was 
as hot as her clit. She shot it up the folds of Blossom's fuckhole and 
sucked on the girl's love bud. That taut nugget of flesh exploded in Jill's 
lips, going off like a detonator. Cuntjuice gushed out of Blossom's cunt 
slot and poured down her crotch. Jill lapped it up with joy. Her tongue was 
throbbing as much as Blossom's love bud. 

"I'm coming!" Blossom cried. 

Her hips shot up and down as she creamed. Waves of ecstasy shot up her 
thighs and across her loins. 

A deluge of delicious cum juice flooded past Jill's lips. Jill gulped a 
mouthful of cunt cream down and Blossom fed her another flood of the sweet 
nectar. 

Jill could feel Blossom's fuckhole ripple as the girl peaked. Her cuntjuice 
was as thick as whipped cream on Jill's tongue. Jill's hungry mouth opened 
wide and she clamped her lips over Blossom's clit and cunthole, sucking both 
at the same time. 

Cuntjuice ran down onto Jill's chin, overflowing her parted lips. Jill had 
never sucked a cunt as delicious as this before, and the horny woman had to 
suck crazy on the feast. 

"Keep coming," Jill moaned. "Don't stop, Blossom, keep on creaming my 
fucking mouth!" 

"Suck it out of me!" Blossom wailed. 

Jill's tongue shot up Blossom's fuckhole, sliding through the flow of her 
cream, floating in the creamy tide. Her mouth filled up again. Hot cuntjuice 
ran over her tastebuds, driving her wild. Blossom's ass churned on the stool 
and her hips pumped in a frenzied motion. She clamped her smooth thighs 
around Jill's dark head, closing her in a velvet vise. Jill was panting up 
the girl's cunthole. 

Blossom wailed as she peaked again, coming to the heights and holding there 
in a sustained orgasm. Jill sucked steadily away, working the girl off and 
milking her to the dregs. With a sigh, Blossom slumped back. Jill kept on 
licking and sucking to make sure that she had worked off every spasm and 
sucked out every precious drop. Then she used her tongue to gather up the 
stray cunt cream that had escaped her lips and poured down the girl's crotch 
and thighs. She slurped more of the succulent juice out of Blossom's ass 
crack. "That was so fucking good," Blossom whispered. 

Jill raised her head. Her jaws were dripping and streaks of cuntjuice 
trickled from her lips. 

"I love sucking you off, honey," she said. 

She smiled. "But it made my own cunt so fucking hot." 

Blossom grinned impishly. "That's nice," she said. "On account of it made me 
hungry." 

Her tongue slid across her lower lips and her blue eyes glowed with desire. 
Jill had found another very good reason why they should buy the farm. 

But it was still not a reason she could give her husband. 

CHAPTER EIGHT 

And then the bull bellowed . 

Jill jumped, startled by the loud, fierce bellow and twisted around to 
identify the source. 

"It's only the bull," Blossom said. 

The bull's big head was thrusting out over the top bar of his stall. His 
wicked horns tossed up and down, and the ring in his nose swung about as his 
black nostrils flared. His eyes were fixed upon the two girls, luminous in 
the shadows of his stall. The sight of that massive and powerful brute made 
Jill nervous. 

"It's okay," Blossom said. "He can't get out." 

Blossom slid her hand onto Jill's knee, then moved it higher up her thigh, 
under the hem of her skirt. 

Jill sighed and opened her legs wider. She was eagerly awaiting the other 
half of their mutual cuntsucking session. Now that Jill's tongue and lips 
and mouth had been satiated, her pussy was demanding attention, and now that 
Blossom's cunt had been creamed off, Blossom's mouth was horny. Blossom had 
never done as much pussy lapping as Jill, but what she had done she'd deeply 
enjoyed and she was really looking forward to getting her tongue stuck up 
the city girl's steaming pussy and bringing her off. 

Blossom's hand slid up to Jill's crotch, and Jill whimpered at the contact. 
Blossom rubbed Jill through her panties, then tugged the bikini panties down 
over her ass and hips. She drew them off Jill's feet and tossed them aside. 
The crotchband was soaking wet. The panties fluttered to the floor like a 
moth with damp wings. 

Jill sat back, her knees upraised, drawing her skirt up above her waist. 
Blossom gazed at Jill's tasty-looking pussy. Her open slot was flowing below 
her ebony pubic hair, frothy cuntjuice seeping down into the crack of her 
heart-shaped ass. 

Blossom leaned closer and her warm breath wafted into Jill's crotch. 

"Ooooooh-I'm gonna tongue-fuck you silly," Blossom whimpered, fluttering her 
tongue out in demonstration. 

The bull bellowed again as the sweet fragrance of Jill's steaming cunt 
drifted across the barn. 

"What's wrong with him?" Jill asked, still nervous. It was hard to 
concentrate on getting her pussy eaten when that dangerous beast was making 
such a racket. 

Blossom turned to look, then giggled. "The big bastard is horny," she 
announced. 

Jill gave a little excited gasp. 

"He must of got a whiff of our cunts and it turned him on," Blossom 
explained. "I was fingerfucking myself here in the barn one day and the bull 
went wild. I had to jerk him off." She gave Jill a speculative look. "Maybe 
it would be better if I frig him off now, huh? It won't take long. And then 
he won't be making so much noise white I go down on you and suck you off." 

"That's a good idea," Jill said. 

"You wanna watch?" Blossom asked, not knowing how city girls felt about 
animals. 

"Watch, hell! I'll help you, honey!" Jill said with enthusiasm, thrilled by 
the thought of bull prick. She had often fantasized about horses, and a bull 
was even more of an erotic symbol. 

"You better take your dress off," Blossom suggested. "When the bull shoots 
his wad, cum flies all over the barn. I bet he must have a bucketful in his 
balls." 

Jill got up and drew her dress off. Both naked, the two horny girls 
approached the bull's stall. The brute was snorting, tossing his horned head 
up and down and pawing at the floor. When Jill got close enough to see his 
prick, she gave a gasp. The thick black cock loomed out like a battering 
ram. His cockhead was flaring, pulsing and throbbing and his bloated 
scumbags looked as big as basketballs. The sight of all that fierce potency 
scared Jill a bit. 

"He won't hurt you," Blossom assured her. "He's tame enough, as long as he's 
getting his cock frigged. Here show you." 

Blossom stepped up on a bar of the stall, pushing her belly out. Grasping 
the bull by the ring in his nose, she dragged his head down. His long tongue 
shot out and he began to tap at Blossom's cunt. 

"Ooooh, let me try it," Jill whispered, realizing that he wasn't dangerous. 
That big tongue looked awful good to her. She stepped up on the rail beside 
Blossom. Grasping the bull by the horns, she shoved her loins out. 

His massive head swung across. Since Blossom had already creamed, Jill's 
cunt was more exciting to the big creature. His tongue slid up her thigh and 
flipped through her creamy crotch. Cuntjuice sprayed out onto her pubic 
mound, frothy and white. 

Blossom got down from the rail and knelt behind Jill. She had never seen the 
bull in action with another girl, and it was really turning the lusty 
country lass on. She leaned closer, watching the bull's big wet tongue slurp 
at Jill's cuntlips and clit. Blossom moaned, inspired by the sight and the 
juicy sounds. 

Placing her open hands on the cheeks of Jill's ass, Blossom spread the ass 
cheeks apart, exposing the brown bud of her shit chute. 

Blossom began to run her tongue up and down the parted ass crack, then 
fluttered it against that puckered bud. Jill gasped as this new dimension 
was added to her pleasure. Blossom began to tongue-fuck right up Jill's 
asshole, sucking on the narrow slot as her tongue went in. 

Blossom leaned back, grinning, savoring the tangy flavor of Jill's shit 
track on her tastebuds. 

"Don't stop, honey," Jill panted. "Rim out my asshole while this fucking 
bull tongues my cunt." 

Blossom hesitated. She had been looking forward to tonguing that tasty 
fuckhole, herself, and she felt a bit envious of the bull. But she knew that 
Jill was not the sort of woman who would be satisfied by a single coming and 
that there would be plenty of time for a snack afterwards. In the meanwhile, 
it was exciting to tongue that hot asshole. 

Blossom ran her wet tongue up the crack and dipped it back into Jill's shit 
hole. Jill moaned and switched her ass around in Blossom's face, transported 
to ecstasy by the action of two tongues. She held the bull by the horns, 
grinding her crotch against his snorting snout. His hot breath billowed up 
her soaking fuckhole. He was slobbering heavily, his saliva blending with 
her cuntjuice and pouring down her thighs. Blossom jabbed her tongue into 
Jill's asshole, and her saliva poured down the ass crack, joining the other 
stream. 

Ducking lower, Blossom began to lap the cuntjuice and slobber up from Jill's 
thighs. The taste was driving Blossom wild. She licked up into Jill's 
crotch, and her tongue flashed against the bull's slapping tongue as they 
licked Jill out in unison. 

Jill's hips shot from side to side and her belly pumped as she rode the 
bull's horned head. Leaning to the side, she looked under him and saw that 
his prick was bigger than ever, inspired by his cuntlapping. His cock looked 
as big as a telephone pole. What a thrill it was going to be when they 
milked that huge prick off! But first Jill wanted to cream. The double 
tonguing was too good to stop. 

Blossom slid up and down, alternating between licking Jill's cunt and 
rimming out her shit chute, whimpering with the joy of that feast. The bull 
tossed his head, lifting and tilting Jill's loins on his muzzle, his fat 
tongue working steadily away. Jill reached down into her crotch and grabbed 
the bull's tongue. She shoved the hot lapper right up inside her cunt hole. 
It slid around in that swampy slot and creamy cuntjuice poured over his 
tastebuds and into his jaws. 

"Do my asshole," Jill whimpered. 

Blossom returned to that tasty brown bud, tabbing her tongue up-the hole, 
feeling Jill's shit chute ripple and pull on her. She drooled into Jill's 
asshole, then sucked her slobber back out, deliciously spiced with Jill's 
ass juices. 

"Oh! Ooooh!" Jill wailed, as waves of bliss shot up her thighs and coursed 
through her heaving loins. 

Blossom was shoving her whole tongue up into Jill's asshole and the bull was 
delving up her cunthole and Jill could feel both of those tongues gliding in 
her, separated by the slender membrane that divided her twin fuck tunnels. 

"I'm gonna fucking come!" she cried. 

"Yeah!" wailed Blossom. "Cream on that fucker's tongue!" She jammed her own 
tongue up Jill's asshole again and her parted lips sucked ravenously on the 
slot. 

Jill was vibrating as the thrill built higher. Her love button exploded on 
the bull's tongue, and a great deluge of cuntjuice came foaming out of her 
cunthole, soaking the animal's tongue and muzzle. She had reached such a 
state of bliss that she thought her asshole was creaming, too-that she was 
having an orgasm in her bowels. 

She jerked the bull around by the horns, grinding her groin against his 
flashing tongue. Her shit chute tightened, clamping on Blossom's hot rimmer. 
Blossom's tongue was stuck fast up Jill's asshole, wriggling about in the 
tight asshole while her lips were clamped to her brown bud, sucking joyfully 
and hungrily. 

A spasm racked Jill's loins. Her cunt melted again and the bull lapped up 
the juice as it poured out in a creamy cascade. His big black muzzle was 
streaked and slathered with milky cuntjuice. The brute bellowed with frantic 
lust; driven mad by the taste and the texture and the heat of that succulent 
pussy. 

Jill cried out as she reached the highest peak. Then, drained, she slumped 
down, holding the bull's horns to support herself, her long legs trembling 
and weak. 

The bull lapped happily away, slurping up the last drops of Jill's cunt 
cream and Blossom licked out the woman's shit chute with relish. 

Jill gasped and stepped down from the rail, a dreamy smile on her face. 
Blossom buried her head in Jill's groin and tongued her cunt, gulping down a 
few creamy drops that had escaped the bull. Then she turned to the bull and 
sucked his fat tongue right into her mouth, nursing Jill's cuntjuice from 
his lapper. 

The bull roared and jerked his head up. His powerful haunches rippled and 
thrust as he humped, driving his mighty prick in and out under his belly. 
Blossom and Jill looked at each other, smiling. 

"Your asshole and cunt are so fucking yummy," Blossom said. "I just can't 
wait to suck you off by myself." Her eyes slid to the stall. "But first we 
better milk the bull off, okay?" 

As if he comprehended, the bull shook his big head up and down and thrust 
his cock out towards them. His parted pisshole was weeping, and thick drops 
of bull jism sprayed. The sight drove Jill wild. 

"You wanna jerk him off, or shall I?" asked Blossom. 

"You do it, honey," Jill said, running her tongue across her lips. "Jerk him 
off right in my fucking mouth!" 

CHAPTER NINE. 

Blossom gave a squeal of excitement at Jill's depraved suggestion, staring 
at the city girl to see if she was really serious "Holy shit! You wanna suck 
the bull's co she gasped. 

"Yeah! I wanna suck n that big prick while you frig him and when he comes I 
wanna swallow his hot fuck juice!" Jill rasped enthusiastically, her voice 
husky with dark desires. She gave the farm girl a speculative look. "Don't 
you ever suck his cock?" she asked. 

"Not really. Mostly I just jack him off," Blossom said. "But I let him shoot 
on my tits and in my face, and I guess maybe my mouth might be open and 
maybe my tongue might be sort of sticking out. If maybe some of his fuck 
juice happens to get into my mouth I guess I swallow it." 

Jill grinned, pleased to hear it and to know there would be few limits to 
the pleasures she could share with this nubile milkmaid if her husband 
bought the farm. 

"How about the other animals?" she asked. 

"Well, the sheepdogs got to get jerked off once a week or so," Blossom 
informed her. "If they got hard-ons, they don't concentrate on keeping the 
flock together. Usually I do them two at a time, one in each hand, and they 
squirt all over me-" 

"Ooooh," Jill whimpered. Sheepdogs! Jill had been longing to take two 
doggies on at the same time, fucking one and sucking one off and now it 
seemed that that was an available prospect. But, at the moment, the bull 
required her attention. 

The massive black beast bellowed plaintively, pawing the ground and heaving 
his haunches in and out. It looked as if he was standing astride a redwood 
tree. His mighty prick extended to his chest and he stood bow legged around 
his swollen balls. Cuntjuice streaked his muzzle and jism trickled from his 
cock head. 

"Let's get that fucker's balls emptied!" Jill exclaimed. "I'm drooling for a 
mouthful of bull prick meat and a bellyful of his hot, thick fuck juice! 
Fucking hell-I'm so goddamned hungry for it!" 

Blossom grinned and nodded. Moving lithely, the milkmaid slipped between the 
bars and entered the bull's stall. The bull arched his neck, gazing back at 
the girl beside his flank, knowing from past experience what was about to 
happen to him. 

But he didn't know that he was in for a new treat from a brand new source. 
Being only a dumb animal, the bull had never conceived of a blowjob. 

Jill squirmed into the stall beside the bull. The heat of his hard cock 
wafted over her excited face. His cockhead was so huge that she had doubts 
about whether she would be able to take his prick-knob into her mouth, but 
she was sure as shit going to try her best. 

She reached under the brute, palm upwards, and ran her hand along his 
pounding cock- shaft. The fat ventral vein pulsed in her palm. She stroked 
up to his prick-knob and fingered the underside of that massive black slab 
of cock meat. A trickle of cum ran onto her fingers. She brought her hand 
back' her mouth and licked the Slime up, moaning as she got her first taste 
of the musky fuck fluid. 

Blossom sat on her sweet little ass and grasped the bull's cockstalk by the 
root, holding his prick with both hands, barely able to span the breadth of 
the massive cock. She pulled slowly up, then pushed back, causing his black 
cockhead to flare out and his pisshole to gape open. More spunk dribbled 
out, all frothy and milky as it streaked the dark prick- meat. The bull 
humped, driving his cock through Blossom's caressing hands. 

Pulling back to his balls, skinning his cock-head as she dragged the 
leathery sheath back, Blossom held him steady, waiting for Jill to get into 
position at the other end. 

Jill slid under the bull, curling onto her supple flank, her face right in 
front of his drip ping, throbbing cock-knob. She gazed at that 
delicious-looking slab of black cockmeat, already slathered with the thick 
fuck juice that was seeping from his pisshole. Jill whimpered. She felt an 
actual, physical hunger for that cockmeat and slime. She loved swallowing 
doggy cum more than she did human cum- and just think what that load of bull 
jism was going to be like when she drank it! 

Arching her back, she pushed a plump tit out, rubbing her nipple against his 
hot prick. Bull cum streaked her titty. She cupped her tit in her hands and 
pushed her stiff nipple right up into his pisshole. The bull was holding 
steady, not humping now, sensing with his bestial instincts that something 
new was about to happen to him. 

Jill switched to her other tit, rubbing and squirming against the brute's 
flaring slab. Then she sat back and raised her tits as she lowered her face. 
Her tongue came out and she lapped the bull's savory slime off of her tits 
and nipples. 

"Ooooh!" Blossom squealed, thrilled by the sight. 

Jill was ravenous for a mouthful of the bull's prick meat but she was not 
rushing it. She was enjoying the preliminaries along the way to the creamy 
rewards. She held him by the stalk, just behind the swollen cock-knob, and 
moved his cockhead around on her tits and into the hollow of her throat and 
against her cheek. His cock was thundering and fiery hot, and Jill was 
drooling. 

Tilting her head, she pushed her nimble tongue out and licked at the tip of 
his cock. 

"Holy shit! You're tonguing his prick!" Blossom wailed as she watched Jill's 
pink tongue slide around on the swollen black prick meat. 

Jill laved all over the swollen slab, licking his jism pp and replacing it 
with her slobber. Her tastebuds were going crazy as she savored the 
delicious flavor of his hot meat. She whimpered and moaned, purred and 
sighed. She slid her tongue into his dripping pisshole and wriggled it 
around inside of his cockhead. 

The bull snorted, startled by this unknown sensation. He tossed his head, 
horns hooking at the air. Powerful muscles rippled in his flanks. He pushed 
his, prick out, running his stalk between Blossom's hands and nudging the 
cock-knob against Jill's lips, tilting her head back as he pressed against 
her. 

Jill's long black hair drifted over the bull's fat black cockhead, obscuring 
Blossom's view. 

But then Jill tossed her head, shifting her hair out of the way, wanting the 
lusty milkmaid to watch all the juicy details of the contact. 

"Suck his cock!" wailed Blossom. "Take it in your mouth and suck the big 
fucker!" 

Jill kissed the weeping tip of the bull's prick as he humped against her 
lips again. Jism slid across her pursed lips. Then she slowly opened her 
mouth. When the bull humped out again, the tip of his cockhead wedged past 
her lips. She moaned and sucked. Bull prick was musky and tangy and spicy 
and smoking hot. Jill nursed on the tip, then opened her jaw wider arid took 
all of his fat cockhead into her mouth. That massive prick filled her hungry 
maw to the brim. His knob jammed at the back of her mouth and stuffed both 
cheeks at the same time. 

"Unghhh," Jill gasped, starting to nurse on that succulent mouthful with 
relish. 

Her cheeks drew inward as she sucked, molding themselves' around the brute's 
giant cock-knob. Her lips were clamped around his thick cockshaft, pulling 
and dragging, holding all of his prick-knob in her maw, and her tongue slid 
around against the underside of the fat wedge. The bull humped, tilting her 
head back, unable to get another inch into her head. Jill began to turn her 
head from side to side, winding her clutching lips around on his cock as she 
nursed and tongued his prick-knob. 

Jism ran onto her tongue and trickled down her gullet, playing the 
appetizer, making her lust for his full load. A quicksilvery ribbon of slime 
ran down her chin. 

Blossom's blue eyes popped out as she stared at this coupling, seeing Jill's 
pink lips slurp on the bull's leathery stalk and her tongue glide around on 
the black meat of his cockhead. Blossom was almost as eager for the bull to 
unload his scumbags into Jill's hungry mouth as Jill was. Her own mouth was 
making little sucking motions, echoing Jill's lips, envious of that tasty 
mouthful. 

Blossom began to skim both hands up and down the bull's cockstalk. She 
pulled back to the roots, then slid upwards. Her hands nudged gently against 
Jill's lips. As the milk maid stroked up, she folded the bull's sheath up 
against Jill's open mouth and as she pulled back to his balls she caused his 
knob to flare and throb, skinned out naked in Jill's hungry mouth. Jill's 
cheeks bulged out as his knob ballooned. 

Blossom leaned closer and began to run her tongue all over the bull's 
swollen scumbags. She could feel his jism slosh around inside the fat bags. 
As the bull jumped his haunches, his balls swung in and out, gliding across 
Blossom's lips. 

Jill gurgled. She was trying to urge Blossom to frig the brute faster, 
yearning for his ball juice, but she was unable to speak with such a huge 
mouthful of cockmeat. 

Blossom slid farther under the bull, turning her face upwards and resting on 
her elbows. She fitted her parted lips against the underside of the animal's 
fat stalk, where the big ventral vein pounded. As the bull fucked his cock 
in and out, he was running his stalk through Blossom's lips, and over her 
flashing tongue, en route to Jill's mouth. 

Blossom's saliva soaked the bull's cockstalk and scumbags, and Jill's frothy 
slobber was dripping down from his prick-knob. Every inch of his huge cock 
was drenched by their combined spittal, and his meat was so hot that the 
slobber was almost steaming. 

"Ummm," Blossom moaned, as she felt that thundering cockshaft run over her 
tongue and lips. Both girls were making moist slurping sounds, wet suckings 
and lappings. Both were panting and moaning as they shared that delicious 
prick meat. 

The bull was humping furiously by this time, shaking Jill on the end of his 
prick. His cockstalk rasped across Blossom's parted lips and hissed into 
Jill's open mouth. His cock-head was getting bigger with every thrust as he 
neared the peak-so big that Jill didn't think that she could have spit his 
prick out even if she had wanted to. Her lips were stuck behind the flaring 
wedge of his cockhead, her mouth jammed on his flaring slab, unable to open 
any wider. Jill was going to have to keep on sucking until she had emptied 
that delicious mouthful, and that suited Jill to a tee. 

Cum pooled in her cheeks and washed over her tongue. The bull had already 
leaked as much jism into her mouth as the average man would have fed her 
when he creamed. And as she swallowed that initial flow, Jill whimpered in 
anticipation of the rest. 

Rumbling and snorting, he fucked into Jill's eager head. 

Blossom's lips slid back to his balls, and, tonguing them, the milkmaid felt 
his bestial climax begin. She wailed with lust as his huge cumbags exploded 
against her lips. 

"He's gonna shoot!" Blossom cried. "The fucking bull is gonna shoot his cum 
in your mouth!" 

Jill whimpered in expectation, sucking for that welcome load of steaming hot 
bull cum. 

The brute humped again, and, as his fat cockshaft ran across Blossom's lips, 
she felt it spread out and jolt as his jism load came rushing up the 
thundering cock. 

"Here it comes!" she wailed. 

"Unghhh," Jill gasped as the bull's joyjuice hosed her throat. The thick wad 
hit her so hard that he almost blew her head right off the end of his cock. 
She clung with her clenched lips, collaring his prickstalk as his cockhead 
poured the spunk to her. A tide of creamy fuckjuice flooded her maw. Jill 
moaned with joy, gulping the succulent slime down greedily. 

Blossom began to frig his cockshaft with both hands again, pumping the cum 
out of his balls, wanting to empty every precious drop into Jill's eager 
mouth. 

"Ummmm-ummmm_" Jill whimpered, swallowing bull cum voraciously, drinking the 
biggest load she had ever swallowed. 

Steaming slime bubbled from her lips and ran down her chin. He filled her 
cheeks and hosed her tonsils, soaked her tongue and flooded her gullet. Jill 
flashed her tongue against his cockhead as her lips pulled hungrily on his 
cock, milking more jism out. 

That great bovine fucker humped on, his huge balls pouring more fuck cream 
out with every thrust, snorting and bellowing with bestial lust as he 
emptied his scum into Jill's hot mouth. 

Panting like an animal, herself, abandoned to the joy of drinking bull cum, 
Jill gulped his load down with gusto, savoring the hottest, thickest load of 
fuckjuice that she had ever swallowed-and the most. Her lips pulled and her 
tongue flashed wildly about, nursing more out of his spraying slab of black 
cockmeat. 

The bull heaved a last mouthful into her, then slowed down, his flanks 
quivering. His balls were drained now, although his huge cock remained hard 
in Jill's mouth. Jill continued to work on his cockhead with her tongue and 
lips, coaxing out a few last trickles of slime, while Blossom kept on 
frigging up and down his prick, milking out the dregs. 

When she was certain that she had got it all, Jill pulled her lips off his 
cock-knob. The bull stepped back, his prick dripping with saliva and still 
standing at the horizontal. 

Blossom ran her parted lips up the underside of his cock, gathering up a few 
ribbons of cum and slobber that had run down from Jill's overflowing mouth. 
Then she clamped her parted lips onto Jill's lips, and the two horny 
cocksuckers kissed passionately, swapping tongues and sharing saliva and 
bull cum back and forth. Creamy ribbons ran from mouth to mouth. 

What a thrilling and wondrous experience it had been, sharing that bull's 
cock and cum between them! Both of their hungry mouths were satiated, their 
bellies full. Jill didn't think that she could have drunk another drop. 

But, naturally, with their mouths' yearnings satisfied, the girls were both 
steaming hot at the cunts again, and ready for more. 

CHAPTER TEN 

The bull had moved to the back of his stall, eyeing the women as if 
wondering what they were doing and still very much aware of the fragrance of 
two steaming cunts in the barn. His balls had deflated as they emptied their 
load into Jill's greedy mouth but, inspired by that delicious aroma, his 
cock was still stiff, the saliva-soaked prick standing rampant. 

Jill and Blossom were kissing and cuddling, seated side by side at first and 
then rolling onto their flanks. They lay belly to belly and tit to Lit, 
mouths locked together and hands running over each other. Jill wedged her 
thigh between Blossom's legs, and the horny farm girl rubbed her creamy 
pussy against Jill's thigh. As Blossom did so, she dipped her hand into 
Jill's groins fingering her slot and rubbing her clit. 

Neither girl was aware of the fact that the bull was rapidly becoming 
aroused again. He had shot so much fuck juice out that they expected him to 
be drained for some time, failing to realize just how potent a bull is, nor 
how much inspiration is the scent of hot pussy: "Ready to suck me off now?" 
Jill whispered. 

"Yeah," Blossom panted. "I'll eat your cunt-but my cunt is so fucking hot 
again, too." 

Jill knew the solution to that. It had been a problem with her roommate at 
school when the two girls first started sucking each other off. As soon as a 
cunt was creamed, a mouth got hungry and vice versa, but the two school 
girls had discovered that if they sixty-nined they could satisfy both ends 
at once. 

"Let's do each other," she suggested. 

"Ooooh-I've never done it that way," 

Blossom said, her tone making it obvious that she welcomed the suggestion. 
She had been afraid that her cunt might cream all by itself, while she was 
sucking off Jill, and that would have been a terrible waste of an orgasm, 
with a tongue available. Sixty-nining was the definite answer. Blossom 
stabbed her tongue into Jill's mouth, tasting the lingering hint of bull cum 
on her lips. 

Jill sucked gently, rolling Blossom over onto her back on the hay strewn 
floor. Then the older woman began to kiss and lick her way down Blossom's 
nubile body. Although she'd drunk her fill of cum out of the bull's prick, 
Jill was hungry for pussy again-just as her own pussy yearned for tongue. 
She licked at Blossom's golden pubic jungle. 

Blossom arched, tilting her groin up and whimpering. Jill buried her face in 
that soaking glen and started to tongue the girl. 

"Me, too! Me, too!" Blossom cried. 

Jill began to revolve, moving her ass and hips through a half circle without 
for a second removing her mouth from Blossom's steaming cunt. Her lips were 
clamped to the slot and her hot tongue flashing in and out of the girl's 
flooded fuckhole. 

Coming into the inverted position, Jill threw one knee across, straddling 
Blossom's upturn ed face. Blossom was licking at the air even before Jill 
descended onto her mouth. 

"Give it to me!" the girl wailed. "Feed me your cunt so we can both cream in 
each other's mouth!" 

Jill slowly lowered her pussy, and Blossom raised her head, her eager tongue 
flashing. Jill moaned as the contact was made, panting right up Blossom's 
open cunthole. She shifted her thighs, kneeling over the girl's face, 
settling onto her mouth. Then, linked up in reverse love, they began to suck 
each other with gusto. 

Jill's heart-shaped ass shifted around, the crack of her ass widening as she 
moved her hips. Blossom was bridged under her, her thighs clamped around 
Jill's buried head. Jill sucked cuntjuice up out of the blonde girl's pussy 
and her own hot fuck juice, aided by gravity, poured in a thick cascade down 
into Blossom's open mouth. Neither girl knew which end of the contact was 
giving them the greatest pleasure but that was a moot point since they were 
getting sex at both ends at the same time, delighting their hungry tongues 
as they got their cunts and clits pleasured. 

Jill's dark head wallowed around between Blossom's sleek thighs, her ebony 
tresses sweeping over the blonde thicket. Blossom was craning her neck as 
she used her lips like a suction pump on Jill's cunt. Their tongues slurped, 
their lips sucked juicily and their pussies squished. Blossom was cupping 
Jill around her ass, drawing her loins down, and Jill was holding the girl 
by the hips, turning her pelvis froth side to side and rubbing her whole 
face around in that creamy cunt. 

It was hard to say what the bull thought of this action. Perhaps he was 
puzzled that two females were frolicking together since, never in his long 
experience, had he encountered a lesbian cow. But whether he understood it 
or not, the scent and the sight and the sounds were, making the potent brute 
as horny as could be. He cocked his horned head, eyeing the couple. His cock 
lurched and his balls started to swell with a new load of cum. But the dumb 
animal couldn't figure out where his prick could go. He knew about human 
hands and mouths by this time, but those hands and mouths and fragrant cunts 
were all occupied. The position left no fuckhole available for a bull's big 
cock, and he waited, his meatrack hammering, waiting to see what 
possibilities might present themselves. 

Belly and tits pressed together, the girls slowly rolled over and Blossom 
came up on top for awhile. Her blonde pigtails lay along Jill's upraised 
thighs, trailing into her ass as the horny milkmaid set about milking, that 
hairy, juicy fuckhole. Jill on the bottom now, held Blossom by the hips, as 
if her crotch were a hairy tray from which she was serving herself tasty 
delicacies without benefit of spoon or fork. Her tongue curled up as she 
scooped a mouthful out of that honeypot. As she swallowed Blossom's hot 
cream, her own pussy flooded, as if the she was swallowing was rushing right 
through her body and gushing out from her own cunt. Blossom lapped the stuff 
up happily and hungrily. A frothy tendril escaped her tongue and ran down 
Jill's crotch, spreading out in the hay and the straw under her ass. 

Jill's pelvis pumped in a fucking motion, as if she were getting screwed by 
Blossom's tongue and Blossom, on top now, was heaving her ass up and down in 
a similar fashion. Her pigtailed head bobbed down and her ass thrust up, 
then her tongue slurped back up Jill's cunt and across her clit and her ass 
went down again, jamming her pussy to Jill's eager mouth. Panting and 
moaning, the girls rolled over and lay on their flanks, never losing the 
mouth-to-cunt contact in the process. 

Jill licked slowly up one pink cuntlip, then ran her tongue up the other. 
She flicked against Blossom's love button, then slid her tongue up Blossom's 
cunthole as far as it would extend. Jill was working steadily at her tasty 
task, concentrating on the juicy details, eager to enjoy the thrill of 
having the milk maid cream in her mouth again. 

Blossom, although less experienced in the gentle art of eating pussy, was 
working with every bit as much enthusiasm, seeking to bring the raven-haired 
beauty to a crest. Her hot tongue stirred through. Jill's cunt, savoring 
that carnal confection. 

Both horny girls were rising to the heights. The thrills shot through both 
of them together, like an electric current passing through their bodies at 
high voltage and transformed to higher voltage each time the sensation hit 
them in the clit or on the tongue. They shared the same thrill just as they 
shared each other's cuntjuice. 

"Cream my tongue," Blossom whimpered, lusting for Jill's orgasm. "I'm gonna 
cream- come with me-" 

Jill jerked her cunt against Blossom's mouth, her ass and hips dancing. 

Blossom's tongue seemed explosive as it drove up her cunthole. Her swollen 
love button felt ready to burst in Jill's loving lips. Her creamy cuntjuice 
was hotter and thicker now, as the girl's orgasm neared the crest. 

"Oh!" Jill cried, as the peak hit her. "I'm melting, darling! Suck it out of 
me!" 

As her pussy went off, Jill clamped her lips to Blossom's smoldering pussy 
and sucked her to a simultaneous peak. Both girls were creaming at the same 
moment, melting together in ecstasy. Cuntjuice poured into their mouths and 
flooded from their pussies in equal abundance. Tongues flashed and clits 
sparked. Their mutual coming went on and on as they worked together like 
some self-fueling engine, some self-lubricating machine. The more cunt juice 
that Jill gulped down, the more she poured Out into her rural lover's 
ravenous maw, and each time that lusty Blossom gulped down a mouthful her 
pussy spilled out another flood. 

Jill purred, as cuntjuice gushed onto her tongue and sighed, as her own hot 
cream slid into Blossom's mouth. Working in perfect harmony, the two horny 
cuntsuckers held at the crest, prolonging the dual joy of drinking cuntjujce 
and of sustaining that blissful peak as long as they could. 

Then, at last, they were drained. They clung together in loving embrace, 
both still licking gently, lapping up the last precious drops out of those 
melted pussies. 

Their asses and hips moved slowly, languidly, as they came down gently from 
the heights of joy. After awhile, Jill raised her head, jaws dripping, Out 
of Blossom's crotch. She gazed down affectionately at that hairy cunt that 
had fed her such a feast. 

An elongated shadow fell across Blossom's creamy belly. 

Puzzled, Jill looked up and gasped. 

It was the shadow of the bull's prick! 

CHAPTER ELEVEN 

Driven to savage snorting desire, the bull had shuffled across the stall, 
his cock so huge that he seemed to be riding astride a guided missile. 
Blossom and Jill had been moaning and panting so much that neither had heard 
the brute's approach. 

Now, seeing that massive crock hovering over them, Jill gasped. Blossom 
pulled her suction cup lips off Jill's fuckhole and looked up and gave a 
little gasp herself. 

The bull's prick swayed up and down, slapping against Blossom's bell then 
angling across and whacking against Jill's firm ass, turning like the needle 
of a compass drawn to the poles of their magnetism and bobbing up and down 
like a divining rod seeking moisture. And there was an awful lot of 
moisture, both cuntjuice and slobber, in those cunts. His piss hole was 
dripping. Jism splashed on Jill's ass. 

"The bastard is horny again," Blossom giggled. 

"Yeah! He needs his balls emptied again!" 

"You wanna suck him off again?" Blossom asked, thinking that maybe it was 
her turn to take that fat cockhead into her mouth and suck while Jill 
mouthed his prickstalk. 

Jill started to reply, then paused. Her green eyes narrowed as she studied 
the bull's prick, judging and gaging those tremendous dimensions. It was 
intimidating-but wildly thrilling. 

"I wanna fuck him!" she cried. 

"Ooooh," Blossom whimpered. 

"Yeah! I want the fucker up my cunt!" 

"You think it'll fit?" Blossom asked as, like Jill, she studied the 
magnitude of the bull's cock. 

"Well, we can try," Jill said, not at all sure she could hold that much 
prick, but hoping like hell that she could. Hell, the prick had fit in her 
mouth and her pussy was even more pliable, and she figured that she could at 
least take a portion of that thick cock. The more the merrier. She was 
trembling with a combination of doubt and hope. 

Jill sat up under the big beast and took his cockhead between her hands, 
kissing the weeping tip. Then she sinuously slid backwards, her lithe body 
bridging. Her head and shoulders were on the ground, her feet were on the 
ground and the rest of her sleek body was bridged. Her crotch was level with 
the head of the bull's prick. 

The bull lurched, shoving his cock out. His knob skimmed across her cunt 
mound and ran up her belly, the moist tip nudging against the underside of 
her cleavage. His pisshole laid a trail of slime up her belly. The slippery 
stuff matted her ebony cunt bush and trickled into her belly button and 
between her tits. 

"Help him get up me," Jill moaned. Blossom willingly went to their aid. She 
sat beside Jill's arched pelvis and 1 one hand under Jill's upthrust ass, 
helping her to hold that bridged position. She hooked her other arm around 
the bull's cockstalk, just behind the giant knob, holding him in the crook 
of her elbow. Jill reached down her body, squirming on her braced shoulders. 
Using both hands, she spread her cuntlips wide open. 

Blossom guided the tip of the bull's cock into that gaping, smoking crater. 
Jism ran into the pussy slot as his cockhead drooled. His huge black prick 
filled Jill's groin. 

"Gee, I don't know," Blossom said nervously. She didn't want to do anything 
that might injure that sweet and tasty cunt that she loved so much to suck. 

"Try," Jill gasped. "Shove the fucker up me!" 

Her ass rotated as she ground her creamy crotch around on the tip of that 
bovine prick. 

His pisshole dribbled cum up her slot and cuntjuice ran, frothy and creamy, 
onto his black prick meat. 

Holding Jill's a up, Blossom dragged the bull's cock in with her other 
hooked arm. Jill held her cuntlips open wide and the tip of the beast's cock 
nudged into her pussy slot. 

The bull seemed to realize that he was going to need assistance to wedge his 
prick up that fuckhole. He held steady, his flanks rippling but not humping. 

"Unghhh!" Jill grunted as she pushed her belly down, shoving her cunt 
against that mighty slab. 

"I don't think-oh, shit! It's going in!" Blossom cried, amazed at the 
elasticity of Jill's fuck hole Very slowly, Jill's pink cuntlips began to 
envelope the bull's huge, black cockhead. Half of his prick-knob was in her. 
He stuck there for a moment, but Jill twisted her hips around, winding her 
cunt deeper onto his cock like a nut onto a screw. Her talented, much 
exercised cunt muscles loosened and her fuck tunnel spread out to 
accommodate the massive breadth of the animal's prick. 

Blossom hauled his cock forward and pulled back on Jill's ass, bringing them 
together. The girl was fascinated to see that black prick slowly vanish up 
Jill's hairy cunthole. It amazed her that a fashionable woman from the big 
city could teach a farm girl such tricks. 

Jill's hips shot down and all of the big brute's prickhead disappeared into 
her cunt hole. She held the initial penetration for a moment, panting, her 
pussy sucking on his prick-knob. Only his cockhead was up her cunt but that 
much felt as long-and a lot fatter-than most men's pricks when they were in 
her to the roots. 

Then she began to push down again, taking more of his cockshaft in as his 
prick-knob slid deeper. She moaned with the joy of feeling her cunt tunnel 
spread out on such a huge cock. The brute's cock-knob was the fattest part 
of his meatrack and as it slid deeper it opened her fuckhole, forging a 
passage. 

Blossom was no longer required to shove and pull the bull's cock into Jill. 
He was fucking it to her by himself now, inching his thick prickshaft slowly 
up her pussyhole. Blossom grasped Jill's hips with both hands and helped 
support her while she pulled back, hauling Jill's cunthole onto the bull's 
prick. 

One third of his prick had vanished. 

Blossom shook her head in amazement. Where the fuck was all that cock going? 
It seemed like magic. Jill's slim pelvis didn't seem wide enough to contain 
his cock's breadth, nor long enough for its length. But still the bull's 
prick inched in farther. 

One half of that black cockstalk was buried in her fuckhole. Jill was 
bobbing up and down, suspended on the end of his cock like a horizontal 
flagpole sitter. The stiff prick bent under her weight, then snapped back 
up. Her ass rose and fell. She moaned. 

Blossom looked to see if Jill was in pain. But the moan was of pure lust and 
Jill was smiling contentedly. The bull humped and another three inches of 
prick levered into her loins. Then that gigantic fuckstick had bottomed out. 
His cockhead was at the very limits of her cunthole and most of his 
cockstalk was buried in her tunnel. The part that remained was like a tube 
connecting his scumbags to her womb. 

"Holy shit," Jill gasped. "His fucking cock is so deep I can taste it!" she 
cried, turning her face from side to side in the straw, biting her lower 
lip, her thighs rippling as she held herself bridged under the brute and on 
his mighty cock. 

The bull humped again but he could go no deeper. His flanks quivered and he 
snorted. He began to hump in and out then, in the standard fucking motion. 
At first his cock was jammed so tightly up her fuckhole that he wasn't 
sliding in and out of her, instead he was simply dragging her loins along 
with him. 

"Hold me! Help me!" Jill wailed. 

Blossom grasped Jill firmly by the pelvis and held her in position. Jill's 
pliable cunthole loosened slightly, lubricating itself with the oils of her 
passion. Between the two of them, they held her pussy steady as the bull 
dragged his cock out of her. 

He pulled out until only his cock-knob was in her slot, paused, then shoved 
more than half of his prick back up her fuck tunnel. He repeated the stroke, 
starting to move faster, jolting her on his lunges. 

"He's fucking you!" Blossom squealed. "The bull is really fucking your cunt! 
I can't fucking believe it!" 

But Jill could well believe it-and she loved it. She had never been stuffed 
so full of hot, throbbing cockmeat. No prick had ever gone so far up her 
pussyhole nor spread her tunnel so wide. She felt as if her whole body 
cavity were filled by his cock, as if she were trans fixed on that long 
cock, swelling as his prick ballooned inside her. 

Jill began to move with the bull, shoving her cunt back to meet him as he 
poured the prick to her and twisting her hips from side to side as he drew 
back out. 

Her cunt muscles were molded to the shape of his cock, clinging and dragging 
on every lovely inch. His black prick pulled out, slathered with cuntjuice, 
pulling her cuntlips almost inside out. He tilted her ass higher as he 
fucked in, shaking her on the end of his rod. The menacing beast was goring 
her with his cock just as if he was goring her with his lethal horns, 
lunging into her ebony-haired cunt with more passion than a bull had ever 
attacked the red cape. 

Blossom was envious of that wonderful cuntful, intimidated but lusting. She 
leaned in, sliding her blonde head between Jill's loins and the bull's 
belly. She began to tongue Jill's clit and suck as the bull's slippery cock 
fucked in and out steadily. She lapped at his black meat, slurping cuntjuice 
from his cockstalk. She tongued down to his balls and laved the bloated 
bags, feeling how full of scum they were and envying Jill's cunt, which 
would soon be hosed by that load. Blossom had gone suck crazy again. She 
pushed her head back behind the bull and stabbed her tongue up his asshole 
as his hindquarters heaved. She twisted around onto her back and licked out 
Jill's suspended asshole, then slid back up to lap and suck at her clit and 
cuntlips. 

Jill shuddered, starting to cream. Her fuck hole was turning to jelly on the 
bull's giant prick. As her fuck juices flowed she further lubricated the 
passage and the beast began to really shovel his cock into her, furiously 
slamming in to the depths of her hot, wet hole. 

White cuntjuice bubbled out as his black prick went in. Blossom tongued it 
up, making hungry, slurping sounds as her tastebuds sparked. 

Her tongue wedged up inside Jill alongside the bull's cock, jammed tightly 
between cunt walls and cockmeat. Her saliva mingled with Jill's pussy juice, 
adding more lubrication. 

Jill's cunt muscles were working on the bull's prick like a Suction cup, 
tightening up and down his prick and clinging to his cock- head, sucking and 
milking along with the friction of his thrusts. 

The bull roared. His horns shot up as his loins shot out, every sinew in his 
body vibrating. His balls swung in and out, expanding. He ground up her 
fuckhole with dynamic desire. 

"He's gonna shoot!" Blossom cried, recognizing the signs. "He's gonna fill 
your cunt with his fuckjuice!" 

Jill whimpered in joyful expectation. The bull's scumbags erupted. His meaty 
prick drove into Jill's cunthole and his foaming lava came rushing up his 
cockmeat and jetted from his pisshole in a violent burst. Jill gasped as she 
felt that thick tide spurt into her loins, drenching her fuckhole. Her 
pelvis jerked as she fucked his mighty prick, milking him off and creaming 
again herself. Their mingled fuck juices filled her cunt and over flowed 
from her pussy slot. Blossom lapped the mixture up blissfully. 

Load after load of bull slime poured into Jill as the big beast fucked 
relentlessly away, draining his balls into her loins. Jill pumped up and 
down, dragging his cum out by the suction of her cunthole as she shuddered 
through the spasm of her own climax. 

Emptied again, the bull snorted and stood with his four feet spread wide. 
Jill began to slide slowly down his stiff prick, gliding on the lubrication 
of their combined fuck juices. She slid down to the end of his cock and hung 
there, suspended on his knob. The bull's prick swayed up and down, and Jill 
rose and fell on the end. Then she slipped off and her ass bounced in the 
straw, tits flopping, smiling contentedly. A load of milky fuck fluids 
poured from her gaping cunt crater. Her hairy black crotch was streaked with 
cream. 

Naturally Blossom buried her face in that soaking groin and began to suck 
the sweet stuff up. 

And that was the interesting sight that greeted Hank's eyes as he walked 
into the barn. 

CHAPTER TWELVE 

Knowing his sister well, Hank was not surprised. 

"Whatcha doing, Sis?" he asked, grinning. Blossom raised her head, her 
pretty face flushed with passion. "What's it look like?" she said, a bit 
annoyed at being interrupted. She was not too annoyed, though, because she 
saw that the front of her brother's pants was swollen with a hard-on. 

"Sucking pussy, looks like," he said. 

"Yeah, but more than that, Hank," Blossom said. "I'm sucking bull jism Out 
of her pussy!" 

Hank's jaw dropped open and his eyebrows shot up. The lump in his pants gave 
a mighty lurch. 

"She fucked the bull?" he gasped. 

Jill smiled demurely, not minding at all that her secret had been revealed 
because, if they bought the farm, it would be hard to keep such things 
secret from the hired hands. 

"She sure did! That old bull fucked the ass off Mrs. Travis-and she sucked 
him off, too!" 

"Holy cow," Hank gulped, gazing at the urban beauty with a new respect. 

Blossom grinned saucily and buried her face in Jill's crotch again, slurping 
merrily away. Then she raised up again. 

"I swallowed lots of bull cum, too," she announced, not wanting to be 
upstaged by the city girl. 

Hank stepped over the rails and entered the stall. He glanced at the bull. 
The brute's prick was soaking and dripping, softened a bit now-but not much. 
It was obvious that the bull had been well sucked and fucked, and Hank saw 
no reason to be shy with these two animal lovers, both of whom had given him 
blowjobs, anyhow. He dropped the flap of his overalls and his cock sprang 
out, stiff as a nail and long-by any standards less than the bull's. Blossom 
and Jill looked at each other, both wondering who should take care of Hank's 
hard-on. As he stood over them, his prick loomed up like a thrashing 
bludgeon. 

"You mind, Mrs. Travis?" Blossom asked. "I really got to get me a cuntful of 
prick now. 

"Not at all," Jill assured her, meaning it. After getting fucked by a bull, 
a human even one as nice as Hank's, held little immediate interest for her. 
And she figured it would be interesting to witness a bit of incest, as well. 

Blossom got up to her knees and slurped her brother's prick into her mouth. 
She nursed on the fat cock-knob, then bobbed her head up and down on the 
long prickstalk. Hank's ass tightened as he slowly fucked in and out of her 
face, causing her golden pigtails to fly about. Her lips slid up and down 
and her tongue curled around his cock. 

Hank grabbed his sister by her pigtails and began to haul her head around, 
stuffing all of his big cock into her mouth. 

'Unghhh," Blossom gagged, as his meat clogged her gullet. 

Blossom wanted to get fucked. She had taken her brother's prick into her 
mouth a form of preliminary loveplay, intending only to suck him for a few 
moments and then let him stick his cock up her cunthole. But Hank, feeling 
that hot mouth enveloping his hard-on, was getting carried away. He was 
fucking her face to a conclusion! 

Blossom shook her head, trying to signify that she wanted him to stop. But 
the movement had the opposite effect of what she intended. By shaking her 
head from side to side, she merely increased the oral action on his cock. 

Hank pulled out until only his cockhead was between her lips, giving Blossom 
a chance to gasp, "No-don't come in my-urkkkk." She gulped convulsively as 
the lusty lad stuffed all of his prick back into her maw. 

Hank was really turned on by having seen his sister sucking pussy and by 
hearing about the bull fucking. It was not going to take the potent fellow 
long to get his rocks off. He fed his prick to her face steadily, dragging 
her head forward by her pigtails as he jolted in. 

Blossom sighed, realizing that she was destined to swallow a mouthful of 
brotherly lism whether she liked it or not-and she always liked it. Resigned 
to sucking instead of fucking, she began to work on his tasty cock with 
juicy enthusiasm. Her tongue slid around against the underside of his prick, 
and her lips pulled and dragged as he fucked in and out. Her fat tits 
bobbled against his thighs. Her neck craned as she tilted her head down, 
gorging herself on his cock, taking him balls deep into her mouth and 
sucking through every sweet inch. 

Jill, intrigued to see the girl blowing her brother, watched his fat 
cockmeat vanish between the collar of her lips, then jerk back out, 
slathered with saliva. Knowing how tasty Hank's prick and cum were from 
personal experience, Jill knew that Blossom must be enjoying the task, even 
if she had wanted to get her cunt fucked instead. Blossom's pretty face was 
radiant with cocksucker's lust. The bull, too, was observing this scene. It 
was the first time that he had ever seen a man and woman having sex in any 
form, and, although he might well have felt a bit of scorn for a human-sized 
cock, the horny brute was nevertheless interested. Watching what, by his 
standards, was a toothpick-sized prick slide in and out of Blossom's mouth 
made the bull's own gigantic cock begin to throb anew. 

"Yeah! Milk his cock, honey!" Jill whispered, encouragingly. "Drink your 
brother's fuck juice!" 

"Ummm-ummm-" Blossom whimpered in agreement. 

Hank began to tremble and shudder as he fucked his meat into Blossom's 
willing mouth, and the thrill built up in his loins. A trickle of spunk 
bubbled onto her tongue, inspiring the hungry girl to suck harder. Another 
frothy nugget of slime ran across her lower lip. Jill squealed at the 
delightful sight of a brother's cum on his sister's lips. 

Behind Jill, the bull's huge cock continued to swell and harden and rise up 
like a howitzer aimed at her ass. 

Hank grunted. His backbone arched as he slammed his loins in and plowed her 
mouth at an upward angle. Feeding all of his cockstalk into her maw, he 
jerked her head down by the pigtails. As his cockhead slid into her throat, 
his balls blew and his hot fuckjuice squirted right down her gullet. Blossom 
gasped and gulped. Hank held all of his meat in her mouth and spurted a 
second hot load out. Then he took another stroke, creaming onto her tongue 
this time. 

Hank jerked spasmodically as he emptied his scumbags into his sister's mouth 
and Blossom gulped his slime down joyfully. When his balls were spent, she 
held his prick in her mouth and nibbled and nursed on it for awhile, so 
that, when he drew out of her lips, his meat was polished to a lustre and 
still hard. 

Blossom, kneeling there with jism running down her chin, gazed hopefully at 
her brother's prick. 

"Fuck my cunt, now?" she begged. Hank grinned and his prick gave a jolt. 
"Yeah!" he said, pleased by his own potency. "Get on your hands and knees, 
Sis, I'm gonna fuck you like a dog!" 

Blossom squealed with happiness and turned over, hiking her firm ass up and 
arching her slender back. Her cunt was streaming like a waterfall between 
her thighs. 

Hank knelt down behind her ass. He placed his hands on those smooth cheeks 
and pushed his rigid prick into her cuntslot. Blossom reached back between 
her thighs and grasped him by the prick, guiding his cockhead up her 
fuckhole. Hank fucked all of his hard cock through her hand and up her cunt, 
and her hand slid down to cup his scumbags. He held the full penetration for 
a moment, feeling her pussy pulse and ripple. Then he began to fuck her hard 
and fast. His belly slapped against her ass. His grip shifted to her 
hipbones, hauling her pelvis back to meet his cock thrusts. Blossom 
whimpered each time he filled her cunt with his plunging prick. Her tits 
swayed under him, and her blonde head went up and down, pigtails -swinging. 

Jill was getting plenty horny again, not to mention envious. It didn't seem 
quite fair to her that Blossom should get two loads of fuck juice out of her 
brother in a row. But she decided to make the best of it. Jill got down on 
her hands and knees behind Hank and, thrusting her head out, began to run 
her tongue up the crack of his ass and to rim out his shit chute. She lapped 
his balls and slurped on up to his asshole again. 

Hank moaned with delight at this added stimulation. 

Jill, unintentionally, had assumed a position very familiar to the horny 
bull. As her head dipped down, her ass heaved up. Under that ass, her 
fuckhole was unoccupied. The big brute's nostrils flared as he scented the 
fragrance of her arousal. He tossed his head. sweeping his horns about, the 
ring in his nose flashing, and his eyes flashing, too. Jill was in the 
fucking position and the bull knew all about such things. His prick was 
thundering. He pawed at the floor, lowering his head as if lie was about to 
charge. But he didn't charge. He moved up quite steadily as he advanced on 
Jill's foaming cunt. 

And the bull wasn't the only one who was approaching. 

A mile or two away, Ron Travis was driving towards the farm. As he drove, he 
whistled the tune of 'How you gonna keep her down on the farm, after she's 
seen Broadway?" In fact, that concept worried him a bit. Jill had always 
been a city girl, accustomed to the bright lights, and Ron was afraid that 
she might not share his enthusiasm for a country home. That was why he had 
decided to take the rest of the day off work and join her at the farm. He 
figured that he might be able to influence her, to point out the advantages 
of a country life that Jill, on her own, might fail to discover. 

Little did he imagine the advantages that she had already discovered! 

And the bull snorted. 

CHAPTER THIRTEEN 

Jill gasped when she felt the massive head of the bull's cock thrust into 
her crotch. Then she smiled. She reached back and spread the folds of her 
cuntlips open, slipping them around the tip of that big, black slab of bull 
cock. 

The bull stood over her, stiff-legged, pushing his cock out. Now that Jill's 
hot pussy was accustomed to the size of that huge load, there was less 
resistance. She squirmed, pushing back to meet the beast, and his cockhead 
began to slowly slide up her fuckhole. 

Hearing the bull snort, Blossom and Hank both looked back over their 
shoulders. Blossom, who had seen it all before, merely grinned, but Hank, 
who had only heard about it, gasped. 

He was so shocked that he faltered in his fucking, missing a stroke and 
drawing an angry and impatient wail out of Blossom. He began humping into 
her again, but his head was twisted around as he looked at the fascinating 
situation behind him. 

Inch by thick inch, the bull's prick slid up Jill's steaming fuck tunnel. 
His lunges were pushing her forward, but she had the support of Hank's ass. 
She continued to run her tongue up Hank's shit chute, her brow braced on the 
cheeks of his ass and her own ass heaving under the bull. His massive 
cockhead was halfway up her fuckhole now and his thick prickstalk was 
trailing in pursuit. 

Jill's elastic cunthole spread out, seeping and self-lubricating, her cunt 
muscles massaging the animal's cockmeat, pulling him deeper and rippling up 
and down his prick with a jerking motion. Another fat inch wedged up her 
pussy, then another. 

"Unghhh," Jill grunted as the bull thrust. 

The bull paused, and Jill took time to take a taste of Hank's tangy asshole. 

Hank was fucking into his sister's cunt steadily. Each time he thrust 
forward, the cheeks of his ass closed, clamping his shit chute tightly 
around Jill's tongue and each time he withdrew, those asscheeks spread, 
giving her a chance to suck happily on his saliva-soaked asshole. The thrill 
of tonguing out a shit tunnel was mild compared to the thrill of getting 
fucked by a bull, but it added a pleasant new dimension to the depravity. 

The bull jolted in, and Jill slammed her ass back, twisting her hips and 
winding her cunt hole onto his prickmeat. She squealed when she felt his 
cockhead slid in to the very depths of her loins and knew that at least two 
thirds of that huge cock was in her. 

He slowly drew back. His black prick, throbbing and iron hard, pulled out of 
her fuckhole. Cuntjuice streamed down her kneeling thighs and foamed on his 
cockshaft. 

His massive prick-knob slid back, to her pussyslot, dragging her cuntlips 
out. Then he poured his prick into her again. Jill's ass tilted up as his 
cockmeat filled her belly. The animal-loving girl was in seventh heaven. She 
jerked and wriggled on the bull's plunging prick. He fucked her steadily, 
and she moved with him, pumping her cunthole onto his prick and twisting her 
hips so that she was grinding around, adding torque to the friction. 

The mighty beast fucked his cock into her, roaring and bellowing. No cow's 
cunt had ever sucked on his prick that way. He fucked in as deep as he could 
go, his swollen scumbags swinging in and out, driving Jill forward and 
against Hank's ass. Jill wailed with joy. She felt like she had a 
thunderbolt up her fuckhole. 

Hank was throwing a pretty spectacular doggy fuck into his sister as well, 
inspired by the bull fucking and ass rimming behind him. Holding her by the 
hips, he jerked and twisted her ass around as he fucked his prick into the 
smoking pussyhole below. 

As Jill's tongue tantalized his asshole, Hank squirmed about and altered the 
angles of his fuck thrusts. He fed Blossom a long, rippling underslung 
stroke that ran the full length of his prick across her love button, causing 
her to gasp. Then he hiked up higher and poured the prick to her with a 
downward plunge, as he was trying to fuck her right through the floor. 

Jill's tongue flicked and flashed and Hank's ass reacted, swaying from side 
to side and up and down, plunging into Blossom's steaming pussy from every 
direction. He hauled her back by the hips, pulling her pussy onto his prick. 

The bull hammered his cock up Jill's cunt, lifting her ass and pulling her 
knees off the floor. As her ass went up, her head went down. Her tongue slid 
down the crack of Hank's ass, and she slurped at his hairy balls. Then the 
bull drew out and her ass went down so that her head slid up into Hank's 
asshole again. 

Blossom squirmed back on her brother's prick, moaning, fantasizing that it 
was the bull's cock that was fucking her from behind, that that huge prick 
was running right through Jill's body and plunging up her cunthole. 

Blossom had made up her horny little mind to fuck the bull herself, and 
damned soon. 

Humans and animal, they were all panting. The bull was bellowing, as well, 
and making a hell of a racket. 

That was why no one heard the car drive up. 

"Anyone home?" Ron called at the farmhouse. 

Getting no reply, he knocked, then tried the door. The door was open but 
there was no one in the place. Ron scratched his head, wondering where Jill 
was. He walked into the living room and slipped on a slippery patch on the 
floor. Looking down, he wondered what that slimy smear that he'd skidded on 
was. It was, in fact, a blob of fuckjuice that had dripped off Hank's prick 
just after he'd removed his cock from Jill's mouth, but, of course, Ron 
never even dreamed of such a thing. 

Ron wandered back out and heard the bull bellowing in the barn. He thought 
that maybe his wife was in that barn, looking things over. 

Ron strolled down, breathing in the healthy country air. He walked into the 
barn, smiling, then stopped dead in his tracks! 

Ron was looking at the most bizarre daisy chain that the world had ever 
known, perhaps. 

A pretty blonde country girl with pigtails flying was on her hands and 
knees, boobs bobbling. 

Behind her knelt a lanky country lad, holding her by her nubile hips and 
energetically throwing a doggy fuck up her cunt. 

And behind that lad knelt a dark-haired beauty, happily tonguing out his 
asshole and-Ron gasped-that dark-haired beauty just happened to be his wife! 

And-he could hardly believe this-bringing up the tail end of that incredible 
daisy chain was a bellowing bull, frantically plunging his prick up Ron's 
wife's cunt! 

What was a man to think? Or to do? Ron just stood there for a moment, 
stunned. But Ron had always seen the advantages of country life and, after a 
moment, he grinned. 

At the head of that daisy chain there was a vacancy, for saucy little 
Blossom's mouth was empty. 

And Ron's big cock instantly became rock hard. He opened his fly and hauled 
his meat out. It was so hot it felt like it was blistering his palm. Cock 
first, Ron walked across the barn and moved to the head of the line. Blossom 
looked up and her mouth opened in surprise. Ron knelt down in front of her 
and slipped his smoking hot cock right into that convenient little opening. 

He began to fuck into her head, and Blossom, not even knowing who the hell 
he was, started sucking from habit and with relish. 

Hank looked puzzled at finding a stranger fucking into the other end of his 
sister, but he shrugged and fucked merrily on, not at all objecting to 
another link in the chain. 

Jill blushed furiously when she realized that her darling husband had caught 
her fucking a bull and licking out a hayseed's asshole. Thoughts of terrible 
consequences rushed through her mind. Surely he would demand a divorce. The 
shame of having a bull cited as a correspondent! 

But then she noticed that Ron did not look angry at all. In fact, he was 
smiling, and he was fucking Blossom in the mouth, to boot. Jill smiled 
tentatively and Ron, who had always seen the benefits of country living, 
gave her a wink. Jill, relieved, dipped her head down and resumed her snack 
of Hank's shit chute. 

Their combined coming ran like an electric current through the complex 
linkage of that depraved chain. Ron spilled his spunk into Blossom's mouth, 
setting off the chain reaction. Blossom creamed on her brother's cock just 
as he poured a load of fuckjuice into her pussy. And the bull, with a mighty 
roar, emptied his scumbags into Jill's melting cunt in spurt after creamy 
spurt. 

Needless to say, Ron and Jill bought the farm and Hank and Blossom stayed on 
to do the various chores. And ever after, Ron knew that the lyrics of that 
old song were wrong, and should be: "How you gonna keep her down on 
Broadway, after she's seen the farm?" 


THE END
