Sisters In The Saddle
by David Crane 


FOREWORD 

Oftentimes, strange and unconventional desires lurk beneath the veneer of 
normalcy many individuals project. Given the right set of circumstances, 
these desires cease to be repressed-and are eventually acted out. 

Certain individuals attempt to retaliate against the increasing necessity to 
comply with society's demands by embracing unorthodox modes of behavior such 
as bestiality. Subcultures exist in our society, catering to a wide range of 
tastes. If these cultural avenues of expression did not exist, the pressure 
to conform would become too much for some people to bear-and the 
consequences would be devastating. 

SISTERS IN THE SADDLE is the story of a family caught up in such a 
subculture-and the effects of their unconventional behavior on others who 
are drawn into their world. 

-The Publisher 


CHAPTER ONE 

Marisa Tremont, a voluptuous woman in her mid-thirties, stood on the back 
porch of her country home, watching her two teenaged daughters ride out 
along the wooded trail. Her green eyes narrowed slightly and she ran the tip 
of her pink tongue thoughtfully across her sensual lips, as she realized how 
nubile and sexy her little girls had become since the family had moved to 
the country. 

She wondered if they were both still virgins. 

Lacy, the youngest, was mounted on the glossy black stallion, and was 
leading the way. Her plump tits were bouncing in her T-shirt. The cotton 
shirt was tight fitting, and the girl's nipples were standing out in pert 
peaks as the firm tit mounds jiggled with every stride. 

Honey, following close behind on the handsome palomino, was eighteen. Her 
heart-shaped ass seemed to be caressing the saddle seductively and 
provocatively as, trim thighs rippling, she posted in the stirrups. 

Both girls were golden blondes, and both were smiling happily as they set 
out on the wholesome and healthy activity of riding through the fresh, 
pine-scented forest. 

They looked a great deal alike, Marisa thought, they also looked like she 
had when she was a girl. 

And Marisa had certainly not been a virgin as a teenager, having been an 
early starter in the sex game, so it was only natural that the woman 
speculated on her daughters' chastity-although it was something disturbingly 
more than a normal motherly concern that aroused her interest. 

Marisa licked her lips again. 

She had not sucked a pussy since her college days. And now she blushed, 
embarrassed, as she had to admit that the sight of her own sexy daughters 
was turning her on. She would certainly never engage in incestuous 
lesbianism, she told herself, but the dark desire was there and could not be 
denied. Such thoughts were depraved, she figured-but that only made them 
more exciting. 

Her mouth was watering and her cunt was starting to simmer between her lush 
thighs. 

Marisa wished that her husband was home today. He had a nice big prick-the 
main reason why she had married him, in fact-and she would have liked to 
haul him off to bed for some fucking and sucking. 

But John was working in town, and Marisa figured that she would simply have 
to settle for a hand-job. And she knew that, while she was frigging her 
pussy to a foaming climax, she would not be thinking about her husband's 
massive cock. 

Despite herself, and feeling ashamed of it, she knew that she would be 
fantasizing about Lacy and Honey, enhancing the pleasures of her own hands 
with her naughty imagination. And, licking hungrily at her creamy fingers, 
she would be pretending that cunt juice had been spilled by one of her 
daughters. 

Lacy, all bouncy and jiggling in her tight shirt and shorts, disappeared 
from sight as the brawny black stallion moved behind a fringe of trees. 

A moment later, with that lovely, valentine-shaped ass bobbing up and down 
so saucily, Honey, too, vanished from her mother's view. 

Marisa sighed wistfully, excited and embarrassed at the same time by her 
depraved desires. She started to go back into the house where, in the 
comfort of the big marital bed, she intended to give herself a thorough 
finger-fucking while she entertained fevered erotic images of engaging in 
taboo cunt-tonguing with her daughters. 

Then the dog appeared. 

Nimrod, the black-and-tan hunting hound, came trotting around from the side 
of the rambling country house, following after the girls toward the forest. 
He gave a happy yelp. The doggy loved to jog along at the horse's heels on 
these pastoral rides. 

But today he suddenly came to a halt. 

His haunches lowered, tail wagging. Cocking an ear, he gazed toward the 
trees, looking indecisive. Then his big, broad head turned and he looked 
back toward the house, a slightly puzzled and inquisitive look in his amber 
eyes. 

Curious, Marisa watched the friendly animal. 

Nimrod's black lips curled back from his white fangs and his nostrils 
twitched, then flared. He looked at the trees, then back at the house, and 
his hairy flanks began to heave in and out, haunches rippling. 

What on earth is wrong with him? Marisa wondered, puzzled by his behavior, 
wondering why the hound didn't trot off after the girls as he usually did. 

Then she gasped in surprise. 

Nimrod was showing a hard-on. 

The slick red knob of his cockhead was starting to slide out from the cover 
of his hairy prick sheath. 

As Marisa stared at the dumb brute in amazement, his balls began to inflate 
like balloons at the thick root of his long, stiffening prick. 

Nimrod was staring at the back at the woman, his long, heavy tongue lolling 
from the side of his jaw, dripping with foamy doggy-slobber. 

Then Marisa understood. 

My God, she thought, shocked, as she realized why the dog had become so 
excited-why he was showing more interest in her than in pursuing the girls. 

Marisa's cunt, all ready for a frigging, was steaming and she guessed that 
the fragrance of pussy must be streaming from between her thighs and 
registering on the dog's sensitive nose! She was genuinely startled, at 
first, and her initial thought was that she had better not let the hound run 
after the girls with that big boner jutting out under him. 

Then, as she gazed at the brute's big red tongue, she blushed, wondering 
what it might feel like to have him lapping at her swampy pussy. 

Oh, no-that would be too, too naughty, she told herself. 

Yet, the idea was fascinating. 

Her cunt rippled and her stiff clit flared and tingled. 

She knew that she would just love it-and that the doggy would be an 
enthusiastic cunt-lapper. He was only a dog, after all. Using his tongue to 
cream on wouldn't be much different than frigging off with a vibrator or-as 
she often did-a wet bathroom sponge. 

No one would ever know, she reasoned. Her husband was in town and her 
daughters wouldn't be back for several hours. And the dog sure as hell 
couldn't tell anyone. It would be her own naughty, guilty secret. 

Marisa began to smile ... 

Nimrod whimpered, his whole shaggy body trembling. One of the reasons that 
he loved to follow the teenagers as they rode was because their cunts got 
all hot and wet in the saddle. And now, with an even hotter and creamier 
cunt aroma wafting over his nose, the hound was confused. 

His cock was growing bigger and harder by the moment. And his tongue was 
twitching and slobbering as he inhaled her sweet and compelling scent, 
fairly mesmerized by that pussy aroma. 

Being only a dumb animal, Nimrod didn't know that sex between different 
species was naughty. He only knew he was hot. 

And yet, he hesitated, still confused. 

But Marisa had made up her mind. 

Glancing toward the woods to make sure the girls had not turned back for any 
reason, she sat down on the top step of the porch and, blushing radiantly, 
thrilled by her own wicked intentions, she slowly drew her skirt up above 
the waist. She parted her sleek, unblemished thighs. Really hot now, her 
pussy wafted out an overpowering musk. Marisa could smell the aroma of her 
own arousal drifting up from her heated cunt. 

Nimrod, gifted with a far more sensitive sense of smell, barked and began to 
squirm closer. 

Marisa looked down past the heavy slopes of her tits, gazing into her open 
crotch. Her bikini panties were soaking wet and the narrow crotch-band had 
been drawn right up into her cunt gash, as if by the suction of that vacant 
fuck-hole. A few wisps of pussy hair curled out from the leg hole on either 
side, and the outline of her honey-blonde cuntal triangle showed through the 
sheer panties. 

A pearly trickle of cunt juice slowly slid down the inner flesh of one 
shapely thigh and Marisa grinned. It was no wonder that the doggy was 
getting hungry for her pussy. She wished that she was nimble enough to get 
her own head down there and suck her own cunt off, pleasuring mouth and cunt 
at the same time. What a rare treat it would be if she could sixty-nine with 
herself! 

The hound was slinking closer, head thrust out and haunches lowered, as if 
he were stalking a rabbit. His nostrils flared, scenting something furry and 
juicy and a lot more succulent than any bunny rabbit. 

The dog's obvious enthusiasm was making the woman hotter than ever to 
experience his lapping tongue. She hooked her thumbs under the elastic band 
of her panties and slowly tugged them down over her hips, squirming out of 
them. She drew them from her feet and held them up. The panties were so 
heavy with spillage from her cunt that they hung down like a drenched flag, 
not moving in the mild breeze. 

Marisa held the panties up to her face and inhaled her pussy fragrance, 
growing dizzy with desire. Her pink tongue slid out and she licked at the 
soaking crotch band. Her taste buds tingled at the flavor of her cunt juice. 

She was thinking that she would just have to retrieve a pair of one of her 
daughters' soiled panties from the dirty-clothing hamper and enjoy licking 
and chewing on the crotch band sometime, while she finger-fucked. She could 
at least have the thrill of tasting the girl's pussy nectar, if only second 
hand. 

But at the moment, Marisa had a more immediate prospect than pussy-soaked 
panties. 

Nimrod was creeping closer. 

She could hear him panting heavily, and the dog's desire kindled her own 
fiery needs. 

She took another lick at her bikini panties, then tossed them toward the 
excited beast. They fluttered to the ground, like a moth with damp wings. 

The hound whimpered and stepped up to the wet garment. His snout went down, 
sniffing. Then he began to lap at the drenched silk. Marisa could see his 
tongue laying a trail of frothy dog-slobber into the pool of pussy cream. 
She heard the moist slurpings of his eager lapper, and her cunt opened 
farther. 

She looked down into her groin again, excited by her own arousal. Her 
coral-pink cuntlips were unfurled like the petals of a meaty blossom, 
revealing the darker inner pussy folds. Her cunt slot was flooded with juice 
and her taut clit stood out like a log in a swamp. 

"Here, boy," she called, softly. 

The dog's head came up, cocked to one side, as the dumb brute tried to 
fathom the situation, to understand what was required of him. All of his 
instincts were flaming, every nerve in his brawny body jumping as if he had 
been shot through by a high-voltage electric current. He had no concept of 
bestiality, nor morality, but he seemed to be anticipating a rare treat. 

Marisa ran her hand up her crotch, the tips of her fingers dipping into her 
open, sodden pussy slot and then flicking across her trembling clit. 

"C'mon, boy-doggy yummies," she rasped. 

Abandoning the discarded panties, the hunting dog moved toward his mistress, 
following his nose. His cock was fully hard now, standing out so long that 
the naked red cock-knob was flaring under his wide chest. It looked as if he 
were striding over the top rail of a fence, walking bow legged around his 
bloated balls. 

Marisa gave her pussy another quick rub, but then she pulled her hand away 
quickly, afraid that she might suddenly cream on her own caress-and wanting 
very much to save that juicy climax for the hound's tongue. 

She slid down, her firm, wide ass perched on the edge of the porch steps and 
her long, shapely legs extended to the ground. She tilted her belly upward, 
as if presenting her pussy on a hairy platter. 

Nimrod crept up, gazing at her inquisitively. His cold black nose sniffed at 
the inside of her leg as he regarded her face from the tops of his eyes, as 
if sensing that he was doing something wrong and might be admonished. His 
loose-skinned brown forehead wrinkled, giving him a worried look. But his 
tongue slid out and licked fluidly at the hot flesh of her thigh. 

A ribbon of pussy juice had run down the inside of Marisa's leg. And, as the 
doggy lapped it up, he rumbled deep in his throat, becoming frantic. 

"Lap my pussy, Nimrod!" Marisa moaned, giving her loins a spasmodic jerk. 
Feeling that big doggy tongue on her hot thigh was making her cunt smolder 
for his attentions. "C'mon, you son of a bitch-tongue my cunt!" 

She had lost all doubts and inhibitions by this time, and any reservations 
that she might have had melted away in the fiery heat of her passion. She 
jammed her cunt upward and spread her ripe thighs wide open. Cunt juice 
poured from her pussy and ran down her crotch, seeping into the tight crack 
of her ass and soaking the step under her. 

"Tongue my fuck-hole, damn you!" she cried, afraid she was going to melt 
before the doggy got to work on her, to lose the thrill in a sort of 
premature climax if the dumb brute continued to hesitate. 

Nimrod growled fiercely, showing his teeth. 

For an instant, Marisa thought the dog was going to attack her-perhaps out 
of outrage at her depravity. But it had been only an expression of canine 
lust, as a man might groan with passion before he pounced on a pussy. 

The dog shoved his blunt head out and his cold nose tapped on the woman's 
hot clit. She jumped at the sudden sensation of that cold, wet snout rubbing 
against her hot, tingling clit. The brute sniffed, inhaling her perfume, his 
nose flaring right against her clit. Then he yelped and his lapper shot out 
into her cunt slot. 

"Oh!" she gasped as the thrill hit her and she shuddered all through her 
lush body, starting to pant like a dog, herself. 

Nimrod began to tongue her soaking fuck-slot, his head bobbing up and down 
as his long lapper slapped into her pussy with long, slurping strokes. He 
licked at her unfolded cuntlips and laved at her clit. His meaty tongue 
splashed right up her cunt hole. 

"Ahhhhh!" Marisa whimpered, grinding her pussy down on the dog's muzzle in 
ecstasy. 

His tongue felt as big as a cock as it plunged into her cunt hole, filling 
her soaking tunnel and laving at the inner cunt walls. 

Her ass churned on the edge of the porch and she whipped her belly up and 
down in a fucking motion as the cunt-hungry hound slapped his lapper 
steadily into her cunt. Doggy-drool dribbled into her pussy slot, mixing 
with the overflow of her own frothy slime. 

His tongue slapped in and cunt juice sprayed out, matting her bushy cunt 
mound and soaking her thighs. Her pussy was so creamy now that the dog's 
tongue was splashing as it whipped into her pussy slot and floating as it 
slid up into her cunt hole. 

She stared down, fascinated, watching that big, hairy head wallow around 
between her legs-getting her pussy licked by a doggy and adoring every 
lovely slurp! 

Nimrod lowered his head and his tongue wedged into the crack of her jerking 
ass, gathering up the cunt juice that had seeped into that tangy cleavage. 
He slurped up, his lapper dragging through her open cunt gash and slapping 
against her frenzied clit, then flipping on up and spraying slobber and cunt 
cream onto her belly. 

Marisa closed her thighs around the brute's back, clamping him in a velvet 
vise and holding his head buried in her steaming groin. But there was no 
need to hold him there, for the doggy was not about to abandon this feast. 
She threw her legs wide apart again, giving the enthusiastic animal free 
rein in her crotch. 

"Yeah-yeah-gonna fucking cum!" she panted, her loins dancing wildly on his 
head. 

The brute didn't understand her words, but he knew that she was starting to 
cum-the flow from her cunt was getting hotter and thicker and creamier with 
every slurp of his tongue. 

He jammed his muzzle in as if he were trying to sink his whole head up into 
her pussy, to bury his snout in her very cunt core. 

Marisa cried out as the waves of her joy rushed across her belly and shot up 
her trembling thighs. Faster and faster, they coursed through her, the peaks 
coming higher as they rushed upon one another. 

Then the waves were bending into one wild crest, and Marisa screamed with 
the pure bliss of her coming, like an animal, herself, in her primitive 
passion. Her clit exploded and her cunt melted. Girl-cum streamed down the 
dog's hairy muzzle as his tongue lashed deeply into her soaking fuck-hole, 
slithering around in her juices. 

Whimpering, the woman sank back on her elbows, drained and dazed by her 
orgasm. The doggy continued to lap merrily away, slurping up the last sweet 
drops and working off the last of her shuddering spasms with his eager 
tongue. Then he raised his head, jowls dripping. 

Marisa gazed at the brute with a dreamy smile. 

"What a nice doggy," she purred, feeling truly affectionate toward the 
animal for the pleasure that he had given her with his long, heavy tongue. 

It hadn't dawned on her, yet, that such pleasures were normally reciprocal 
and that such favors should be returned. 

The dog whined and she reached down to stroke his head, as if that meager 
gesture of gratitude would be enough of a reward for the obedient beast. 

Then Nimrod jumped up onto the steps, so that he was standing over Marisa, 
his amber eyes peering intently into her face ... 

 CHAPTER TWO 

Shards of doggy-slobber and cunt-cum hung from Nimrod's lips, like pearly 
medallions, as the brute thrust his big head out towards her face. 

The slimy evidence of her coming fascinated Marisa. But then she realized 
that there was a definite danger that the stuff might drip from Nimrod's 
jowls and splash onto her expensive silk blouse. She didn't want the blouse 
soiled-it had to be dry-cleaned-but it didn't seem fair to push the 
affectionate doggy away, either. That would have been churlish, indeed, 
considering the lovely favor he had just done for her. 

The obvious solution was to open her blouse so that any spillage would fall 
harmlessly-and pleasantly, too-onto her naked tits. She unbuttoned the 
garment and pulled it open. Marisa wore no bra-proud of fat, big-tipped 
tits, she seldom did-and those fat tits rolled free, thrusting up under the 
brute's long jaw. 

Her swollen nipples were standing out like rosy rockets ready to be launched 
from the dark areola pads-like missile sites on twin mountain peaks. 

Nimrod lowered his gooey, juice-streaked muzzle and began to lap at her 
tits. His tongue slurped over the tit globes and dragged up through her deep 
cleavage, laving her tits with doggy-drool. Her nipples tingled as the brute 
lapped at them enthusiastically. 

Although she had just creamed dynamically, it was making the voluptuous 
woman hot all over again, to have the dog licking her sensitive tit tips. 
She tilted her face down, watching his wet tongue caress her tits, splashing 
juicily onto the up thrust mounds. 

She was thinking that if he kept that tit-licking up, she was going to have 
to get her rocks off again, and that coaxing the doggy to lap her off a 
second time would be no hardship whatsoever. 

She still didn't realize that the dog, too, was desperate to unload his 
cum-load. His cock was looming out over her naked loins, pounding and 
throbbing. His slick red cockhead flared and his open piss hole was seeping. 
Gooey globs of pre-cum dribbled onto her tummy and trickled into her belly 
button. A slimy ribbon wound on down and flowed into the curly mound of her 
cunt bush. 

Marisa was so hot and wet from her own seepage that she didn't realize that 
the dog's cock was dripping onto her naked flesh-not that she would have 
minded. 

She stroked Nimrod's head as it bobbed up and down over her tits, streaking 
her with saliva. Then the doggy jerked his muzzle up and lapped at her face. 
Marisa turned away from his wet tongue automatically. 

But then her head turned back and she let the eager beast lick at her mouth. 

His wet lapper slapped at her lips and, after a moment, she let her mouth 
open and pushed her own tongue out. They were tonguing each other, and 
Marisa could taste her own cunt-cum mixed with the hound's slobber. 

Oh, wow! she thought. I'm French kissing with a fucking dog! 

It astounded the horny woman. In a way, it seemed even more depraved than 
letting the brute lap her cunt-as if she were sinking to a level of an 
animal, herself, descending into total degeneracy. But she didn't turn her 
head away. Instead, she sucked the dog's slippery tongue right into her open 
mouth and began to suck on the wet red meat with unbridled passion and 
primitive lust. 

The dog's tongue was so big that it was almost like sucking a cock, Marisa 
thought-a cock that had just been dipped into her creamy cunt hole, as well, 
for she was thrilled by the taste of her pussy nectar. 

Nimrod's slimy lapper ran around in Marisa's mouth just like it had in her 
pussy, probing and slurping and splashing. He tongued her lips and the 
insides of her cheeks. Her own tongue entwined with his. Her lips closed 
around his lapper and her blonde head bobbed up and down, running the collar 
of her lips over his slippery slab as if she were giving his tongue a 
blow-job. 

Her cunt was steaming savagely again, the slot gaping open like a hairy 
crater and her clit sliding out like a prick becoming erect. 

Then Nimrod began to hump ... 

His hairy loins jolted spasmodically as he drove his neglected cock up and 
down over the woman's naked belly. Then his hindquarters hiked upwards and 
he stabbed down. His slimy cock-knob slid up through her tangled pussy hair 
and nudged into her belly button. 

Marisa gasped when she felt that naked cockhead rubbing on her smooth flesh. 
The dog's cock felt as hot as a branding iron, as if he might leave his mark 
on her in an elongated trail of blistered belly flesh. 

She pulled her mouth off the dog's tongue with a juicy slurp and tilted her 
head to the side, staring down under him-and gulping when she saw how huge 
his prick had become and how bloated his balls were. 

Nimrod heaved forward. 

His open piss hole laid a slippery track that began on her bushy cunt mound 
and slimed up her belly, welling into her belly button like a leaky faucet. 
His thick pre-cum felt as hot as his cockmeat, as if the desperate brute 
were pouring melted lead onto her loins. 

"Oh! You poor doggy," Marisa whispered, realizing how selfish she had been. 

How unfair it was to let the dog get so aroused by licking her pussy and 
then leave him in torment and frustration. Having only paws, instead of 
hands, Nimrod couldn't even jerk himself off. 

But Marisa had hands. 

Gazing at his cock and balls in fascination, she thought over the situation. 
Since the faithful hound had been kind enough to cream her cunt with his 
tongue, it seemed only just that she empty his balls for him. Then, too, she 
reasoned, if the beast got no satisfaction in return, he might not be so 
ready to lick her pussy off the next time she wanted him to-a time that she 
was already looking forward to, now that she knew the joy of doggy-tongue. 

She hesitated, her last inhibitions holding out against her reasoning-and 
her desire. 

She rationalized, justifying what she very much wanted to do, anyway. She 
told herself that she mustn't leave the dog with that hard-on until her 
daughters returned from their ride. Those innocent teenagers might be 
shocked and embarrassed to find the family doggy sporting a booming 
erection-or, worse, if the girls were not so innocent, they might guess why 
the dog's prick was stiff and his muzzle all matted with cream. 

Marisa told herself that she had no choice- that she simply had to give the 
horny hound a hand-job-and that the fact that her palms were itching for the 
feel of that throbbing dog-prick had nothing to do with it. 

Nimrod was humping violently now, pre-cum drooling from his cock-knob and 
splattering her tummy. Marisa thought that the brute might just blow his wad 
all by himself, without any manual assistance, solving the problem-but not 
in the way she wanted it solved. 

Leaning down, she reached under the hound and cupped his swollen balls in 
her open hand. They lay heavy in her palm. She squeezed gently and could 
feel the jism sloshing around inside the hairy bags. She lifted slightly, as 
if weighing the animal's cum-load. 

"Ooooooh!" she whimpered, imagining what it would look like and feel like 
when those massive balls exploded and his hot, thick fuck-juice came 
spurting in a creamy torrent from his cockhead. 

With her hand on his balls, Nimrod stopped humping, as if he realized she 
was going to service him. He laid his head on her shoulder and held his 
brawny body stiff, quivering and trembling and slobbering down her back. His 
balls were expanding in her palm, thrilling Marisa by the promise they so 
obviously contained. 

Her hand slid up and she closed her fist around the root of his red cock. It 
throbbed violently, the fat vein pulsing up the underside, the rock-hard 
cockshaft like a heated crowbar in her hand, threatening to blister her 
palm. 

She had never jacked a doggy off before, of course, but she guessed it would 
be the same as jerking off a human cock. And she knew all about that, having 
started giving her dates hand-jobs at an early age. 

Marisa leaned down lower, wanting to clearly see all the juicy, naughty 
details, thrilling her eyes and her mind as she thrilled her tingling hand. 

Holding his cockshaft in her fist, she gave him a slow push-pull. As she 
stroked upward, his hairy prick sheath rolled up over the ledge of his 
cock-knob like a furry carpet. Then she pumped back toward his balls and the 
naked slab of his throbbing prickhead loomed out, flaring and ballooning. 

Marisa trembled at the sight, her lips parting slightly. She leaned even 
closer to the beast's cockhead. With her skirt up above her hips and her 
blouse wide open, she wasn't worried about getting cum on her clothing. And 
maybe she didn't realize how far a horny hound could shoot his wad, nor how 
close her lust-crazed face was to that loaded cum-cannon she was pumping. 

Or maybe she did ... 

She tilted her wrist, levering his prick down and rubbing the naked 
cock-knob in her cunt bush, then letting it slide up her belly, dribbling 
heavily. She pulled up to the top and worked the seepage into his hot 
cockhead with her thumb, massaging his prickmeat with mutt-spunk. Then she 
pushed back, skinning his cock into a naked slab of crimson meat again. That 
swollen cockhead was gleaming. 

She could feel the intense heat of the dog's prick waft into her radiant 
face as she leaned even closer to his looming prick-knob. Her lips were 
parted and, without her even realizing it, the tip of her tongue was sliding 
back and forth across her sensual mouth. 

Nimrod began to hump again, driving his cock out as he fucked through her 
fist. As he stabbed out, Marisa stroked back to hilt of his prick and his 
cockhead jumped out, pumping in and out like an inhaling lung, swelling more 
massively each time she skinned it naked. 

Marisa could smell the heated, gamey aroma of the dog's cockmeat. She felt 
dizzy with desire. 

Frothy pre-cum spilled heavily from his cleft now, adding a musky, starchy 
aroma to his cock scent. Pre-cum flooded over his flushed prick-knob, like 
whipped cream on a plum, the sight driving Marisa wild with lust. The sight, 
the scent, the texture were making her mouth water. 

Spunk gushed down onto the dog's hairy cock sheath and washed onto the skin 
between her thumb and forefinger. The initial seepage was so heavy and thick 
that, for a moment, Marisa thought that the animal was coming. But then she 
knew he wasn't, as he fucked even faster and harder through her fist, 
desperate to reach the crest. 

The hound's cock was vibrating savagely in her fist, bucking so violently 
that it almost broke her grip and tossed her hand away. She skimmed, then 
grasped his cock tighter and began to really pump away with vigor, yearning 
for the thrilling instant when his cum would come squirting out. 

Nimrod yelped with glee, his enthusiasm in-infectious, causing the woman to 
pant like a dog as she cherished everything about this favor she was doing 
the doggy-a favor that had its own thrilling reward already building. 

He humped; she pumped. They worked together in perfect unison in this 
frenzied fist-fucking, as if his prick had been molded to her palm, her hand 
designed specifically for the pumping of his prick. 

"Shoot," Marisa moaned. 

She was longing for the dog's climax as much as he was, lusting for the gift 
of his gooey geyser as greatly as the desperate doggy longed to void his 
balls of that burden. 

Nimrod howled like a wolf. 

"Yeah-yeah!" Marisa wailed, knowing that the brute was ready to blow. 

Her lovely, lust-twisted face hovered right before his cockhead as she beat 
his meat up and down with frantic jerks. 

Nimrod's haunches heaved up, quivering, his tail switching wildly behind his 
humping ass, every sinew and muscle in his body jolting, every nerve 
sparking. 

He howled again, and Marisa felt his cockshaft expand in her fist as his 
jism came rushing up the fat prick-stalk. She pumped back, skinning his 
cock-knob, her glazed eyes glued upon that slimy hot slab. 

His first steaming spurt of cum shot out into her hairy cunt bush and 
skimmed on up her flat belly, like the flood from a burst dam. He shot again 
on the recoil and a jism jet splashed onto her tits. 

The dog's backbone twisted, contorting into an S shape as he slammed his 
prick out at a higher angle. His cock-knob loomed from her fist and a great 
geyser of cock spume rocketed right into Marisa's face. 

Her lips were parted, and the moist pink tip of her tongue was pushing out. 
The dog-cum hosed her mouth like a spurt of hot quicksilver. 

Marisa wailed with lust, with the dark knowledge of her depravity. She told 
herself to turn her face away-but instead, she only opened her mouth wider 
as she jerked yet another creamy cascade of cum out of the brute's prick. 

Cum bubbled on her sensual lips and her tongue switched back and forth, 
licking dog-jizz, tasting it, savoring the flavor and the texture of that 
bestial ball brew. She stroked back on Nimrod's prickshaft and pushed her 
tongue out, curling that nimble lapper over her lower lip, so that she 
jerked his next succulent wad of cum right onto her taste buds. 

She savored the dog's cum, then she swallowed it. 

Nimrod kept on coming, spraying her belly and tits and then squirting jism 
into her face again. Marisa was coated with dog-cum, and she kept on pumping 
his prick, wanting even more. 

But then the hound faltered. 

His balls were drained and collapsed, and his humping became erratic as he 
ground to a halt. He stood over her, panting, his flanks heaving. 

Marisa continued to jack his cock, coaxing a few last drops of cum from his 
cock. Then, with a sigh, almost swooning, the voluptuous blonde sank back 
along the porch, her cum-drenched face radiant, smiling with jizz-soaked 
lips. 

There was still some jism in her mouth, and she let it slide slowly down her 
throat. It warmed her belly like a fine cognac. 

Dog-cum was fucking delicious! 

The hound stood stiff legged for a moment, looking dazed by his massive 
ejaculation, his amber eyes clouded, as if he were pondering the mysteries 
of the human hand. 

Then he whined and hopped down from the steps. His prick swayed under his 
belly, still semi-hard, swinging out from his loins like a rubber hose. He 
sat back on his haunches, staring at Marisa. 

Jesus, she was thinking, I jerked the fucking dog off right in my fucking 
mouth! 

She was amazed by her own sinful impulses-and even more amazed by how much 
she had enjoyed the wicked and wanton act. 

Her hands ran up her belly and tits, scooping up doggy-jism. Then, 
trembling, she brought them up to her mouth and licked up that succulent 
dog-cum. If dog-spunk was so delicious delivered by hand, she could just 
imagine what it would be like if a woman were to suck a load straight out of 
the brute's spurting cockhead! 

She sucked on her slippery fingers, bunching them together and pushing them 
in and out of her lips. 

Shit-shall I blow the dog? she wondered. 

Oh, no-I mustn't, she told herself. Jerking him off was one thing. But 
sucking him off would be a lot naughtier, really and truly degenerate. It 
won't do it, she determined-but she raised up and looked at the dog. 

Nimrod was regarding her, squatting at the foot of the steps with his head 
cocked to one side, as if he were aware of the woman's indecision and was 
waiting for her to make up her mind. 

His balls were deflated, but his prick still stood up before his belly, only 
slightly softened and diminished by his first creamy coming. The red 
cock-knob was all lathered with frothy, congealing dog-cum. 

It made Marisa drool. 

Marisa was very clever at rationalizing things. I've already had a mouthful 
of doggy jism, she reasoned-it wouldn't be much more naughty if I sucked his 
prick and let him cum in my mouth, would it? Milking off his cockmeat won't 
compound the depravity of drinking his cum. 

The cock-hungry woman gave a little whimper, a moist, hungry sound, staring 
at the brute's wet cockhead like a starving child peering into a window full 
of pastries. 

Marisa had decided to blow the doggy. 

And now that her mind was made up, she was eager to get the tasty feat 
accomplished-and in a hurry, as well. It would be terribly embarrassing if 
her daughters returned and found their mother sucking the dog's prick. 

Whatever would they think? 

But Lacy and Honey would not have been nearly as shocked as Marisa supposed 
... 

 CHAPTER THREE 

Riding the palomino along the winding trail behind her younger sister, Honey 
was the first to notice that the black stallion was starting to get horny. 

Through the swishing curtain of his silken tail, Honey saw that his enormous 
balls were swelling up alarmingly. It looked as if the horse was holding a 
set of black bowling balls under his broad and brawny ass. 

Honey grinned impishly. 

She had never seen a stallion shoot his cum-load, but from the size of those 
balls, she had no doubts that it would be a sight to behold. 

Curious about the rest of the beast's formidable meat rig-for Honey was 
inordinately interested in such things-the girl gently jabbed her booted 
heels into the golden palomino's flanks and urged him to move closer and 
slightly to one side, so that she would be able to look under the lead 
horse's belly from a better angle. 

She leaned out from the saddle, one pneumatic hip rising, and tilted 
forwards. Her plump young tits jiggled pertly as they bounced unrestrained 
in her cotton T-shirt, the nipples standing out prominently. 

Honey grinned again as she discovered that, sure enough, the black brute's 
prick had started to swell up and lengthen. He wasn't really hard yet, but 
his thick, gnarled prick was looping out in a fat parabola from his loins, 
and the slick black cock-knob was half exposed. 

Honey was naturally intrigued. 

As she gazed, fascinated, at the stallion's prick, his cockhead came sliding 
all the way out from the leathery cock sheath. Honey stifled a little gasp, 
deeply impressed by the sight. 

The stallion's cockhead looked like an elongated slab of glossy black 
obsidian. That naked prick-knob, by itself, looked as big as the average 
guy's entire prick. 

The swollen cockhead flared and the cock-shaft jerked up a bit stiffer, so 
that it was standing almost parallel with the ground, like a tubular lever. 
The beast's big black cock bobbed up and down a little, like a horizontal 
pendulum weighted by the massive black crown. 

Honey reasoned that the animal's cockshaft must be pretty damned hard, to 
support the gigantic cockhead on the end. 

The girl wondered why the horse was so obviously getting sexually aroused. 
Unlike a human, with imagination, an animal required some sort of external 
stimulation before he began to get horny. Since there was no sexy mare 
around, it seemed a remarkable phenomenon. 

Honey was getting a bit horny, herself. 

She looked up at her younger sister's ass, as that trim little butt shifted 
in the saddle. Lacy was wearing very brief shorts, the crotch tugged up into 
her groin, and Honey saw that the insides of the girl's slim, shapely thighs 
were glistening moistly. 

It could have been sweat, of course, caused by the effort of posting in the 
saddle. But the aroma of sweat wasn't going to excite a stallion, was it? 

Holy shit-Lacy must be randy, Honey deduced. 

It didn't surprise her a great deal, because she always got plenty randy, 
herself, when she was riding a horse. There was something about having an 
animal's powerful flanks between her legs that really turned her on-the 
friction or the heat or the rhythm, she wasn't sure what. There seemed no 
reason why her saucy kid sister should not be reacting in the same way, 
Honey reasoned. 

"Hey, Sis!" Honey called, on a sudden impulse. 

Lacy looked back, raising her eyebrows questioningly and turning lithely 
from the waist, so that her tits came swinging around like floating 
balloons. 

Honey saw that, like her own, Lacy's nipples were stiff. 

"Your horse has got a bone-on," Honey giggled, inclining her blonde head 
toward the undeniable evidence of her words, very interested in seeing how 
Lacy reacted. 

Lacy blinked, then grinned. She swung low over the black stallion's flank, 
like an Indian circling a wagon train, to peer at his prick. 

"Oh, wow!" she exclaimed. 

Still grinning, not at all disconcerted, Lacy looked back at Honey-then 
grinned more broadly. 

"Shit-so has yours," she said. 

Honey was surprised, not having even considered that. She leaned down to 
check and found that her palomino was also sporting an impressive hard-on. 

"It's a whopper, too," Lacy giggled. 

The blonde teenagers exchanged a long glance, both amused but with a certain 
undefined tension running just below the surface of their emotions. 

"Maybe we better stop for a while," Honey suggested. "These horses' pricks 
are so big that they might stumble over the fuckers and throw us off. I 
think we ought to give them a chance to soften up, huh?" 

"Ummm-but will they?" Lacy mused. 

But she swung the black horse off the trail and reined up in a leafy glen, 
swinging lightly down from the saddle. Honey pulled up beside her and 
dismounted. 

Despite their swollen cocks, the horses- perhaps sensing that there was no 
possible relief without a promiscuous mare into which they could empty their 
balls-dropped their heads on arched necks and began to chomp at the grass. 

Honey and Lacy stood back, side by side, gazing at the animals' erections. 
Then Honey, frowning slightly as if she were uncertain about something, 
glanced sideways at her kid sister. Her gaze slid up and down along the 
curves of the youngster's lovely body, and she nibbled gently at her lower 
lip. 

"I wonder why they got horny?" Honey said, her voice coming out sort of 
huskily. She hesitated, then seemed to make up her mind about something. "Is 
your cunt hot?" 

Lacy turned toward Honey, not at all abashed by the intimate question, to 
Honey's relief. 

"Sure," said Lacy, bold as brass. "I always get kind of hot when I'm on 
horseback. Don't you, Sis?" 

Honey grinned and nodded. 

"But I guess we must be hotter than usual today, huh?" Lacy added, nodding 
at the horses. A sly, vixenish look came over her pretty face. "Maybe it's 
because I didn't have time to frig off this morning." 

Lacy was looking very carefully into her sister's face. 

"You-errr-you frig off most mornings, Lacy?" asked her older sister. 

"Ummmm-it's fun," chirped the little minx. 

Lacy made an exaggerated point of acting as if she had just thought of 
something. 

"Maybe we ought to give ourselves hand-jobs right here and now, huh?" she 
suggested. "I mean, maybe if we cool our cunts down, the horses will lose 
those boners." 

Honey let her breath out. She had been working up to something cautiously, 
not sure how her younger sister would respond to it. But now she saw that 
Lacy was not likely to be disturbed by anything. 

"Okay," she whispered. 

Lacy didn't waste any time. She unsnapped her shorts and tugged them down, 
along with her panties. As she raised her knee to remove the garments from 
her booted foot, Honey could stare right into the younger girl's 
crotch-which was exactly what Honey did. 

"Shit-you weren't kidding," she rasped. 

Lacy tilted her slim belly up and her head down, looking into her own crotch 
with a shy smile. Her pussy was all open and creamy, the tender pink pussy 
lips peeled back and the slot lathered with cunt juice. Her clit was 
standing out like a nipple all set to be suckled. 

Honey found the sight fascinating-and more. 

Lacy drew her T-shirt up over her head and dropped it to the ground. Naked 
except for her riding boots, she stood facing her sister, one hip thrust out 
to the side and one knee slightly bent, her posture challenging. She tipped 
her head to one side expectantly and, after a moment, Honey realized that 
the girl was waiting for her, too, to take off her clothes. 

Lacy seemed to have taken the initiative in this sibling scene that Honey 
had tentatively planned. Honey had been a bit nervous, afraid that Lacy 
might be unwilling, but now she saw that there was no need to worry. 

Honey removed her T-shirt first, arching her back so that her tits thrust 
out. Slightly larger than Lacy's, they had the same firm contours and rosy 
tips standing out. Honey dropped her shorts and stepped out of them, then 
squirmed slowly from her tiny bikini panties. 

"You, too, huh?" Lacy whispered tremulously, staring at her sister's foaming 
pussy. 

Standing about a yard apart, both naked but for the high boots, the sexy 
teenaged sisters just looked at each other for several electric moments. 

They looked a great deal alike, and Honey had the strange sensation that she 
was looking at herself in a mirror, naked and close, as she often did when 
she was giving herself a stand-up hand-job. Kissing her sister would be like 
kissing herself, she mused-caressing that nubile body would be like some 
bizarre masturbation. 

Intent upon each other, neither girl realized that the stallions were taking 
an interest in them. 

The horses had stopped chomping at the grass and raised their heads, wide 
eyes fixed on the naked girls and soft, damp nostrils flaring as they 
inhaled the female fragrance. 

The stallions glanced at each other for a moment, as if sharing some equine 
mystery. They didn't quite comprehend the situation, being only dumb brutes 
with no experience at all in human psychology. Mares never dyked each other, 
so what did a horse know of lesbianism? Often inbred at the human breeder's 
whim, incest held no taboo for a horse nor, for that matter, being beasts 
themselves, did they have an inkling that bestiality was naughty. 

It was all very strange to the horses, but they both knew one thing for 
sure-their cocks were starting to pound away like jack hammers. 

But the girls hadn't noticed the profound effect they were having on the 
stallions. 

Not yet ... 

Lacy slowly brought her hands up her lithe flanks and cupped her tits. She 
kneaded the firm tit-globes and switched her thumbs back and forth across 
the tips, her pretty face contorting into a mask of lust at the sensations. 
Her eyes were narrowed and her lips parted. She purred softly. 

"Feel good?" Honey breathed. 

"Ummmm! Too bad we ain't got someone else to do it for us, though," Lacy 
sighed, giving her sister a direct and very meaningful glance. 

Honey swallowed hard. 

"I-I suppose we could do it for each other, Sis," she suggested huskily, 
blushing slightly. 

Lacy feigned surprise. 

"But we're both girls," she said, looking innocent-but with a gleam in her 
eyes. 

"Um-hum-both girls with hot cunts," Honey whispered. "No reason why girls 
can't do each other a favor." 

"And-and we're sisters," Lacy added. 

"Yeah-that makes it naughtier," Honey agreed. "Naughty things are always 
lots of fun." 

"You wanna, Honey?" Lacy asked, cupping her tits and lifting the full 
mounds, as if she were offering those delectable tits to her sister- which, 
of course, she was. 

Honey whimpered and her mouth began to water. 

"Yeah," the older girl rasped. "Oooooh, Lacy, I'm so fucking hot! I've been 
thinking about fooling around with you for a long time, but I wasn't sure if 
you would want to." 

"I been thinking about it, too, Sis," admitted the younger girl. "When I'm 
finger-fucking myself sometimes, instead of thinking about boys, I pretend 
I'm with you. I make believe it's your fingers moving up and down in my cunt 
hole, and then I pretend that my cunt is yours and that I'm shoving my 
fingers up you and making you cream-" 

Lacy broke off, figuring that the time for talk was over, the time for 
action had come. The precocious teenager stepped closer to Honey. 

Both trembling in anticipation of forbidden delights, they came into each 
other's arms, embracing with far more than sisterly affection. 

They kissed on the lips, lightly at first, just brushing their mouths 
together, then more passionately. Their soft lips ground together and 
parted. 

Honey's tongue slid into Lacy's mouth and Lacy sucked on it longingly, then 
shot her own tongue into Honey's mouth, in turn. They pressed their bodies 
together. 

Their tits brushed together, flattening slightly, the pert pink tips rubbing 
together like puppy dogs rubbing noses, swelling at the contact, explosive 
against each other like detonators laid side by side, ready to ignite a 
common charge in both of those nubile bodies. 

Their trim, flat bellies jerked, circling together, the curly thickets of 
their cunt mounds tangling together. Honey licked at Lacy's lips, then fed 
her another tongue sandwich, her hands slid down Lacy's slender flanks and 
moved around to cup the taut cheeks of her ass, pulling their loins more 
tightly together. 

Mirror images of one another, they seemed to be merging into one. 

Honey thrust her knee out, sliding her thigh between her sister's legs. 

Lacy moaned and began to rub her soaking pussy up and down on that sleek 
thigh, dipping at the knees and grinding her groin. Her pussy juice flowed 
over her sister's thigh. 

Rubbing off on that shapely leg, Lacy lowered her radiant face and began to 
lick at Honey's swollen nipples, her blonde head switching as she shifted 
her mouth from nub to nub. She sucked a nipple into her lips and whimpered 
as she felt it explode. 

Honey arched deeply, shuddering. Lacy was mopping her thigh with wet cunt 
muff and mouthing her nipples, driving the older girl wild. 

Their legs were starting to shake. Still embracing, they sank down onto the 
ground. Lying face to face, they kissed again, then Honey dipped down and 
began to nuzzle and nibble on Lacy's rosy nipples. They took turns 
tit-sucking, not knowing which brought the greatest pleasure- sucking on a 
swollen tit tip or being sucked. 

They rolled over sinuously, Lacy coming on top. Their loins jerked together, 
as if they were fucking. Honey clamped her thighs around Lacy's slim 
haunches and arched her back. 

They ground together, cunt to cunt. Lacy's pussy was overflowing and her 
cunt juice poured down onto Honey's soaking pussy, the sibling slime 
blending together, pooling on the ground like spilled quicksilver under 
Honey's churning ass. 

Lacy's trim ass corkscrewed as she pumped away, mounted on her sister like a 
man. 

"I wish I had a cock," Lacy whispered, her lips on Honey's, speaking into 
her mouth. "I wish that I could really fuck you, Sis-and you could fuck me." 

Honey moaned at the image. 

If either girl had looked up, they would have seen that there was all the 
cock that any two girls could wish for, standing rampant and ready under the 
lathered loins of two very horny horses. 

The stallions were pawing at the ground and snorting, driven to a frenzy by 
the massive cum-loads that were burdening their balls. But the dumb brutes 
didn't know where to sink their iron-hard cocks and could only wait 
impatiently, dependent on human ingenuity. 

Lost in the delights of sisterly love, Honey and Lacy had forgotten all 
about the stallions and had no idea how greatly the fragrance of their 
steaming cunts was affecting the neglected animals. 

They rolled over and Honey moved on top now, her sweet ass churning in a 
simulated fuck. Lacy slid a hand down behind Honey's ass and reached into 
her crotch. Honey's cunt was so hot that Lacy thought it might blister her 
fingers. 

"I wanna make you cream, Sis," Lacy moaned. 

Honey whimpered as Lacy's fingers slid around in her cunt slot, then probed 
up her fuck-hole. She hiked up a bit and moved her own hand down between 
their bellies. Honey rested her palm on Lacy's bushy cunt mound and dipped 
her fingers into the girl's steaming crotch. She began to pull and roll 
Lacy's clit as Lacy finger-fucked her from behind. 

"Oooooh-frig me!" Lacy rasped, turning her face from side to side on the 
ground, her willowy body whipping wantonly under Honey. 

"Cum-cum-" Honey urged, yearning to feel her sister's hot cunt melt on her 
hand. 

"Yeah-ohhhh-I'm creaming!" Lacy wailed. "Cum with me, Honey-cum for me!" 

"I'm fucking melting!" Honey cried. 

Her cunt sucked on Lacy's probing fingers as her clit sparked and the rising 
spasms shook her. An inferno raged in the core of her cunt hole and her cum 
juice came flooding out in a deluge. 

The naughty sisters surged to the crest together, girl-cum gushing from 
their cunts as they fingered each other. They were creaming so heavily that 
their fuck-holes were splashing. 

Spasm after spasm shook them, running back and forth between their nearly 
identical bodies as, molded together, they shared the rapture of coming. 

Then, drained for the moment, they cuddled together, moist bodies 
glistening. 

And they weren't finished yet ... 

 CHAPTER FOUR 

The stallions' big bloated cockheads were starting to drip with frothy 
pre-cum as the maddening aroma of coming cunts assailed their nostrils. They 
tossed their heads about, manes flowing, eyes all wild and white. 
Horse-slobber sprayed from their curled-back lips. 

The girls couldn't help but notice, eventually. 

And-responsible for those booming erections and inflated balls-naturally, 
the girls were going to feel obligated to do something about them. 

But Lacy and Honey were all wrapped up in each other, at the moment. 

Lying belly to belly and face to face, they embraced in the pleasant glow of 
a shared coming. 

Suddenly, Lacy giggled. 

Honey looked at her questioningly. 

"I was just wondering what Mom would think, if she could see us now," Lacy 
explained. 

Both girls grinned. They couldn't imagine their mother's reactions. Shocked, 
maybe? Or disgusted? Dismayed and distraught and furious? 

They never would have guessed the truth. Their mother would have been 
envious. But, at the moment, Marisa Tremont was busy ... 

* * * 

Nimrod came bounding up when Marisa called him back to the porch, his 
semi-hard prick swinging. His head dived down towards her crotch, all ready 
for another snack of snatch, but Marisa grasped his collar and yanked the 
dumb brute back from her pussy. 

Marisa was hungry for a snack, herself. 

She rolled onto her side next to the hound as he stood, stiff-legged, his 
head arched around to gaze at her in his doggy way. His prick hung down, 
neither soft nor hard, and his balls were shrunken. But Marisa was confident 
that she could soon fix that. 

She took the dog's thick cockshaft in both hands, pulling with one and 
pushing with the other and twisting her wrists in opposite directions. 

Nimrod whined excitedly as her double grip worked on his cock like a 
wringer, rolling the loose, hairy sheath around on the hard cock rod. His 
hindquarters stiffened, getting ready to hump, but he held steady under the 
novelty of her two-handed, revolving caress. 

Marisa could feel the core of his cockshaft getting harder inside the 
sheath. She licked her lips. The residue of doggy-cum from the hand-job 
still lingered tantalizingly on her taste buds, and she was whimpering 
hungrily in expectation of swallowing a full load of dog-jizz. 

The pointed tip of his slick red cockhead was poking out from the 
rolled-back tube of the dog's prick sheath. As she fondled his cock-stalk, 
that big knob slowly slid out. The flushed red cockmeat was heavily coated 
with congealed cum and now, as he got hotter, that cum warmed up again, 
liquefying and flowing down the shaft of his prick. 

All of the brute's cockhead squeezed from the skin and flared out in a long 
meaty wedge. His prickshaft jerked in her hands and stiffened, growing 
longer and fatter, and his potent balls filled up again. The ball-sacs were 
rapidly expanding into jism-packed orbs. 

Marisa was drooling, saliva running down from both sides of her mouth. She 
stopped twisting the beast's cock and began to pump it, still using both 
hands. One fist pushed back to the hilt of his cockrod while the other 
pulled up to his cock-knob, rolling his sheath over the ledge behind the red 
slab. Then she brought her hands together, thumbs meeting in the middle of 
the dog's prickshaft. His cockhead throbbed out on one end and his balls 
ballooned on the other. 

Marisa gazed at that meaty shish kebab in ravenous rapture, her tongue 
slowly fluttering across her parted lips. 

She leaned under the dog and brought his slimy red prick-knob up to her 
mouth. She rubbed her nose against the naked cockmeat, sniffing, inhaling 
the gamey aroma of dog-cock like a hungry glutton impatiently waiting for a 
meal to be hot enough to be served. 

Her tongue lapped at the tip of his prick, lightly. Then she drew back, 
savoring that first taste. Dog-cock was so delicious that she thought her 
hot tongue was going to melt in an orgasm of saliva. 

Nimrod shook himself, whining and growling as he shoved his hard-on out 
towards the woman's radiant face, a hunting dog seeking the warm hole in 
which her moist tongue lurked like some madly exciting prey. His prick 
thrust at her like a pointer at a quail. 

Marisa began to lap at his cockhead greedily, her flattened tongue running 
all over his naked cock-knob with slurping strokes. The flavor of dog-prick, 
already creamy with cum, drove her crazy. 

Tilting her head from side to side, she tongued all around his flaring 
cockhead, washing the swollen wedge, bathing the spreading underside, laving 
at his piss hole. A glob of goo oozed from his cleft, glistening on the damp 
red cockmeat. Marisa licked it up and purred like a cat at a cream bowl, 
finding out that doggy-jism was even more scrumptious when it came fresh 
from his cock. 

Another slimy droplet emerged and Marisa lapped it up, savored it on her 
tongue for a moment and then swallowed it. Her lapper flashed so fast that 
it was a wet pink blur against his prick. She pushed her face down, letting 
his cockhead slide along her cheeks as she licked down his prickshaft and 
then tongued his balls for a moment. 

Balls had a subtly different flavor than cockmeat and she would have liked 
to linger over those musky bags for a while, but she was afraid that the 
hound might suddenly shoot his wad before his spurting prick was in her 
mouth. Giving his balls a last lick, she slurped back up his cockshaft and 
onto his prick-knob again. 

This time, she let her lips part and slowly fed that naked dog-cock into her 
mouth. 

"Ummm-ummmmmm!" she purred, as she sucked voraciously on his cockhead. 

Her cheeks hollowed in as she inhaled, and her lips were collaring his 
cockrod just behind the prick-knob. She held the root of his prick in her 
fist, skinning back so that his cockhead flared in her mouth, but not 
frigging him- needing no manual assistance and wanting to do the whole juicy 
job with her cum-hungry maw. 

She nursed on his delicious cockhead, suckling as her tongue danced against 
the underside and her head tipped from side to side, winding her sensual 
lips around on his prick like a nut on a bolt. 

Nimrod suddenly exploded into violent movement. The dog had been holding 
himself rigid, not quite sure of the situation, having never had his cock in 
a mouth before. But now, as she milked on his cock-knob, the dumb brute came 
to realize that a woman's mouth could be fucked. 

He humped, energetically shoving his throbbing prick into her mouth. His 
slimy prick slid through the collar of her lips and he stabbed his cockhead 
right back into Marisa's throat, tilting her blonde head back as his 
rock-hard cock filled her mouth. 

"Unghhh!" Marisa gasped as her throat clogged up with throbbing cockmeat. 

Her chin was jammed against the dog's balls and her nose pressed to his 
belly, every inch of his prick buried in the oval collar of her mouth. 

Nimrod jerked back, and Marisa sucked through all of his long cockshaft as 
it pulled out. Then the horny hound slammed his prick to her again, 
face-fucking her with vigor. 

She rolled back, supporting herself on her elbows and holding her head 
upright, letting the doggy fuck her mouth like a cunt. It made her feel so 
deliciously debased and depraved and corrupted. 

She gulped as his fucker rammed into her gullet and sighed as it pulled back 
and she sucked lovingly on the sliding cockrod, then she nursed on the 
cockhead. Her tongue was flashing wildly against the underside, bridging up 
into an arch over which his cock was skimming as it plunged into her face. 
Her lips were clinging to his cock-stalk so adoringly that they distended on 
the backstroke. The doggy was damned near pulling her mouth inside out with 
his cock. 

Marisa was in seventh heaven, adoring everything about blowing the doggy-the 
taste and the texture and the heated temperature and the naughty knowledge 
that a dog was fucking her in the mouth. 

Nimrod was fucking his cock to her furiously now, his haunches a blur and 
his long tail jerking like a rudder behind his ass. His cock was swelling 
with every fuck-stroke, and his balls were ready for a blow-out. 

"Give it to me, boy!" she croaked as his cockhead pulled back out to her 
lips. "Feed me-ulppp-" She gagged as his prick-knob fucked back into her 
throat. Then, as he pulled back: "Feed me your doggy fuck-juice! Slime my 
fucking mouth with your hot, thick dog-jism!" 

Nimrod threw his head up and slammed his haunches out spasmodically as his 
balls erupted. His cum spurted into Marisa's ravenous mouth in a tremendous 
geyser, splashing into her throat, drenching her tongue and hosing her 
indented cheeks with foaming cock cream. 

She sucked and swallowed, swallowed and sucked, transported to cum-drinker's 
paradise. 

The dog's jism seemed to all be coming out in a slimy rope, gooey coils of 
the creamy stuff gushing down her gullet. She was drinking the succulent cum 
as fast as she could. But his cum-load was too much for her, greedy as she 
was. Spunk overflowed her lips and ran down her chin. The hound fucked his 
prick into her mouth and another cable of cum coiled into her throat. 

Wailing with pure joy, Marisa sucked like a vacuum cleaner. Her belly was 
full but still she yearned for more dog-cum, gulping on his cum-gushing 
prick. 

She fell back under his bestial assault. The doggy moved up over her, 
fucking down into her up-tilted face as he frantically emptied his balls to 
the dregs. 

Marisa felt as if he were nailing her head to the porch floor as his long 
prick rammed in again and again. 

She couldn't have stopped the brute now if she had wanted to. It was almost 
as if the fucking animal was raping her in the mouth-and she adored it. 

She shuddered under his pounding prick, gulping and gurgling and gasping and 
groaning. The brute's mighty prick was starting to soften now as, at long 
last, he spilled out the final squirts of his jism. But cum-loving Marisa 
kept right on sucking, pulling out the very last drops of dog-cum. 

His empty balls swung in loosely now as he buried his prick, and they 
slapped her under the chin. 

Marisa sighed, thinking it was over. 

But the dog's cock softened only slightly and then, still stuck in her 
mouth, it miraculously began to swell and stiffen all over again! 

Marisa sucked tentatively, not wanting to interfere with the hardening 
process, letting the brute's prick swell in her mouth at its own pace, in 
its own good time. She nursed very gently on his cock-knob, staring down his 
long, red cocklance and watching his balls begin to slowly inflate once 
again. It seemed incredible that the potent pet could get another hard-on, 
but insatiable Marisa was not about to look a gift horse in the mouth. 

What a thrill it was to have a soft cock stirring to a new erection inside 
her greedy maw! 

Did she have time to suck him off again? 

But her cunt was smoldering frantically now, the lust in her loins raging 
like a wildfire, now that the hunger in her mouth had been hosed down. 

Marisa figured that she had enough time to blow the dog once more, or to 
coax him into lapping her pussy into another lovely creaming-but she didn't 
think that she would have time for both. 

What a terrible decision confronted the dog-loving woman! 

She gave his cockhead a suck. 

Reaching down, she stroked her clit. 

How on earth could she make such a choice? 

Then Marisa smiled, her cummy lips turning up around the dog's swollen 
prick-knob. Marisa had just had a wonderful idea. Since both she and the 
doggy needed to climax again, the solution was obvious. 

Marisa simply had to fuck the dog ... 

 CHAPTER FIVE 

Had she but known it, Marisa would have had plenty of time to do just about 
anything that she wanted with the dog that afternoon- because Lacy and Honey 
were certainly in no hurry to come home. 

Belly to belly and tit to tit, the teenaged sisters were kissing each other 
lovingly. 

Honey licked Lacy's lips and explored the insides of her mouth with her 
tongue. Their soft mouths worked together, their tongues entwined. Their 
cunts were simmering again. 

Lacy, basking in the radiant glow of her first coming, and building up 
towards another, was thrilled to the core by a delicious sense of 
wantonness. 

"Ooooh-we're so naughty," she moaned. 

Honey drew back slightly, gazing thoughtfully into her younger sister's 
green eyes. Her hand slid down between their slim bellies and dipped into 
Lacy's crotch. She cupped Lacy's cunt, squeezing and rubbing gently. Lacy 
began to move her ass and hips, thinking that she was going to get frigged 
again. 

"There are things that two sexy girls can do together that are a whole lot 
naughtier than frigging each other off," Honey whispered. "A whole lot more 
exciting, too-especially if they're sisters." 

Lacy's eyes opened wide with interest. 

Smiling with trembling lips, confident now that Lacy was game for anything, 
Honey drew her hand out of Lacy's crotch and brought it up between their 
faces. Her fingers were slick with cunt juice, and a pool of the pearly 
pussy nectar formed in her palm, glistening. 

She tilted her wrist, letting Lacy see how creamy her hand was. Then, very 
deliberately, she brought that hand up to her face and her tongue pushed 
out. Like a cat at a cream bowl, Honey began to lap up her kid sister's cunt 
juice out of her cupped palms. 

"Ohhhhh," Lacy whimpered, watching Honey's pink tongue slide through that 
cunt cream. 

"Yummy," Honey sighed. 

She bunched her fingers together and pushed them in and out of her lips, 
sucking on the slippery digits as if they were a prick. 

"You're tasting my cunt juice," Lacy moaned, squirming in ecstasy and 
unconsciously beginning to lick her own lips in eager expectation. 

"Ummmm-I love it," Honey purred. 

She held her hand out to Lacy's face. There were still a few streaks of 
girl-cum on her fingers, blended with her frothy saliva. 

"Taste yourself," she urged. 

Lacy grinned wickedly, her eyes gleaming. 

"I'd rather taste you," she moaned. 

"Shall we suck each other off, Sis?" Honey asked, her voice tremulous and 
her lips trembling. 

"Oh, yes!" Lacy breathed. "Let's tongue-fuck each other silly, Honey." 

The instant that Lacy had realized what her sister had in mind, her sexy 
little mouth had started to water and her hot tongue tingled. 

Honey kissed Lacy on the lips, shoving her tongue into the girl's eager 
mouth. Lacy sucked on it, savoring the flavor of her own pussy as Honey 
salivated into her mouth. The delightful flavor of her own cunt juice was 
driving the youngster crazy for a whole cunt full of the sweet cream. 

Honey had thought about doing it so much that she felt like an experienced 
sister-sucker even before they had done it for the first time- although it 
would surely not be the last time, she knew. Drawing her lips from Lacy's 
panting mouth, she leaned down to lick at the younger girl's swollen nipples 
for a moment. Then Honey twisted around, her limber young body turned into 
the position of inverted lovemaking. 

The girls lay together, on their sides in the grass, facing in opposite 
directions now. 

Honey's fat tits brushed Lacy's belly, and she could feel Lacy's hard 
nipples branding her own belly. For a moment, the sisters simply stared 
hungrily into each other's crotches. Then Lacy lifted her leg, knee bending, 
opening her cunt gash to Honey's gaze. 

Honey bent her slender neck and dipped her face into Lacy's groin. Her 
tongue ran trembling up the girl's pink pussy lips and flicked at her clit. 

"Oooooh!" Lacy squealed and, in response, she buried her own head between 
Honey's sleek thighs. 

Honey used only her tongue for a few minutes, licking into Lacy's creamy 
cunt slot and lapping at her clit. Then she fitted her parted lips to Lacy's 
steaming pussy and began to suck ravenously. 

Lacy had already started to go suck crazy on her sister's smoldering cunt, 
her mouth plastered to Honey's unfurled cuntlips like a suction cup. As she 
suckled at the hairy rim, she stabbed her nimble tongue in and out of the 
hot fuck-hole, cunt-lapping with wild abandon. 

Honey cupped her open hands around the firm cheeks of Lacy's trim ass, 
drawing the girl's loins to her face as she greedily sucked the nectar from 
her pussy. She wasn't sure which end of this coupling felt better, whether 
her tongue or her clit was the hottest. The two felt interchangeable as her 
cunt flowed and her mouth drooled. 

Lacy's loins danced against her sister's face as Honey sucked and 
tongue-fucked, licked and slurped, mouthing her pussy devotedly and lapping 
at her clit, then sliding her tongue up her fuck-hole again. 

Lacy's thighs clamped tightly around Honey's blonde head, then jerked open 
wide again as Honey continued to wallow in her fuck-slot. Her ass churned 
and her belly pumped against Honey's tits. She felt Honey's tongue stab 
deeply into her fuck-hole and she, in turn, sent her own hot lapper as far 
up Honey's pussy as it would go. 

Honey's face slid around as she tongued with long, fluttering strokes, 
laving her sister from her cunt mound all the way back into the crack of her 
ass. Then she concentrated on her fuck-slot again, her lips stuck to that 
hairy gash like a limpet to a mossy, slimy rock. She gurgled, slobbering 
into Lacy's open cunt hole, then sucked her own saliva back out, blended 
with cunt juice. 

Lacy was following suit, licking and sucking like crazy. She was so dazed by 
desire that she found her mind was spinning-that she couldn't tell her 
tongue from her clit, her own mouth from that sibling mouth that was clamped 
to her, her own cunt from the cunt she was munching. 

They clung together so tightly that their bodies seemed to have melted and 
molded together into one being, one carnal creature voraciously devouring 
itself. 

The sisters shared the same sensations at mouth and cunt as they shared 
juicy pussy cream, the flow increasing as they neared a simultaneous crest. 
They jerked spasmodically, then flowed together fluidly, stiffened and then 
relaxed, their bodies weaving together to the rhythm of a rising climax. 

"Cream my fucking tongue, Lacy!" Honey wailed, feeling as if her lapper were 
melting in that smoldering fuck-hole as she slid it in and out, fairly 
floating on a torrent of sweet pussy juice as it streamed out. 

"Yeah-yeah-I'm spunking your face, Honey! Oh, shit-feed me, too-cum in my 
mouth!" Lacy wailed, yearning for the thrill of drinking her sister's cum as 
she spilled her own girl-cum out. 

Lacy drew Honey to her as if Honey's cunt-hole were a goblet she was 
draining. Her mouth filled up, and she gurgled with joy, swallowing cunt 
juice greedily and gushing her own cum out in an equal abundance. 

The thrill of their crest rushed through both sisters as if it were one 
electric current passing back and forth through their nubile bodies, running 
from tongue to clit, from mouth to cunt. Their hungry mouths were open wide 
as they sucked the cunt cream up, and their hot tongues flashed and coiled, 
flayed and curled, floating in each other's cum. 

At the very peak, Lacy cried out and Honey moaned. 

They hovered there for a prolonged moment of utter ecstasy, their coupled 
bodies vibrating wildly. Then, both sighing with the rapture of it, they 
tumbled from the crest. They both continued to lick at each other's clit and 
cunt for a few moments, lapping up the last delicious drops of girl-cum and 
making sure that the final spasms had ended. 

After a while, Honey pulled her mouth off Lacy's cunt, pausing for one last 
tongue-stroke up through the creamy gash. When she drew her ass back, her 
own wet pussy seemed to be plastered to Lacy's lips by a glue of slobber and 
cunt cream. But then it slurped away, steaming. 

Honey stared at that sisterly pussy that she had been sucking as if in awe 
of the joy of cunt-lapping, licking her lips in contentment. 

Then she sinuously twisted around and the girls embraced, kissing in a 
loving manner and tenderly swapping creamy tongues back and forth as they 
tasted themselves from each other's mouth. 

"Sucking is lovely-let's do it lots," Lacy sighed. 

Honey knew what they would. But again she wished that one of them had a 
cock, so that they could also fuck. 

Then she remembered the stallions ... 

 CHAPTER SIX 

Once Marisa made up her mind to get fucked by a dog, she figured that she 
might as well do it right-which was why the voluptuous woman was down on all 
fours in the back yard, her ass hiked up in the doggy-fucking position. 

She wriggled her hips invitingly, her tits hanging down like ripe fruit 
ready to be plucked. 

Nimrod stared at her, his tongue hanging out and his head tilted to one 
side. His flanks heaved in and out. 

Marisa wriggled again, assuming that the dumb brute must know how to mount 
her in this familiar position. 

But the hound had learned a new trick. 

He had never fucked a woman in the cunt before, but he had just discovered 
the delights of the female mouth and, in his doggy mind, he had come to 
believe that it was normal to fuck humans in the head. 

He trotted over, all wriggly and squirmy, hunkered down-and then jumped up, 
mounting Marisa around the shoulders and humping his prick into her face. 

Marisa was startled for an instant. Then she grinned as she realized why the 
animal had made such a silly mistake. 

His hard cock jolted out and, since it was there, she opened her mouth and 
let the hound feed her a few gullet-gorging strokes. She sucked lovingly on 
his cockmeat. But when the enthusiastic brute began to pump rhythmically, 
falling into a face-fucking pattern, she pulled her mouth off his prick and 
dragged him from her shoulders. 

Nimrod yelped in dismay, struggling to jump back onto the woman from the 
front. Marisa had to forcibly drag the dog around to her flank and haul his 
head into her groin from under her upthrust ass. 

Once his snout was in her cunt, Nimrod began to lap merrily away. Again, the 
dumb doggy had made a mistake, believing that a woman's cunt was for lapping 
and her mouth for fucking. 

Marisa was amused at his confusion-but also impatient for a pussy full of 
dog-cock. 

Nimrod lapped and slurped, shoving his nose into her cunt slot, lathering 
her crotch with slobber. His long red lapper curled down into her bushy 
triangle, then dragged back up through her cunt gash and on into the crack 
between the upthrust cheeks of her ass. 

He seemed to find Marisa's asshole interesting, sniffing and then licking at 
the tight brown bud, rimming her assring enthusiastically. Then he sank his 
head back down and began to really give her steaming pussy a tongue lashing. 

Marisa swayed on her hands and knees, her head going up and down like a 
rocking horse and her shapely ass grinding as the dog ducked his muzzle in 
under those firm asscheeks and burrowed into her fuck-hole. 

It was hard for Marisa to drag the dog's head out of her crotch just when it 
was starting to feel really good, but the horny woman wanted some dog-cock 
up her cunt hole so much that she refused to let herself cream on the 
animal's tongue. Thighs tensing, she moved up and down for a few more 
moments, rubbing her pussy against his muzzle. Then she reached back behind 
her ass and grasped Nimrod by the collar, hauling his head from her groin. 

She yanked the dumb brute forward and up, angling her haunches under him. 
Nimrod threw his front legs around her hips automatically. Marisa released 
his collar and arched her back, lowering her blonde head to the ground and 
jerking her ass under the mounted animal. 

The dog yelped. Now that he was properly clinging to her haunches in the 
doggy-fucking position, he understood that a woman was versatile and 
fuckable at either end. He tightened his grip on her hips, dragging her ass 
back and slamming his loins out. 

In his frantic haste, he missed her cunt and his slippery prick ran up 
through the crack of her ass. He heaved it to her again, too low this time, 
driving his prick up through her tangled cunt bush. 

Looking back between her thighs, Marisa saw that his cock-knob was oozing 
and throbbing as it lay against her gently rounded belly. She figured that 
she had better help the doggy get his cock up her fuck-hole before he blew 
his wad prematurely. 

She reached between her legs and folded her hand around the root of his 
cockshaft. Tilting her wrist, she levered that long, iron-hard cockrod up 
into the correct position and shifted her ass and hips about so that his 
cockhead was at the right angle. 

She turned her wrist, sliding the slimy tip of his cock up and down in her 
gaping gash and rubbing it against her fiery clit, using it like a big ladle 
to stir her creamy bowl to froth. It felt so lovely that she was tempted to 
cum that way, using the dog's cock to frig herself off with, like a 
vibrator. 

But her fuck-hole was empty and, good as it felt to be spooning her cunt 
slot with his bloated cockhead, she knew it would feel even better to have 
all of that thick cock buried in her cunt. 

She whipped his prick up and down again. Cunt juice poured from her pussy, 
running down her crotch and sliming her blonde cunt bush. The dog's cockhead 
was soaking from her overflow and his piss hole was leaking out globs of 
hot, thick pre-cum into her cunt slot. 

Marisa inched the tip of his prick into her pussy, burying half of the 
elongated red slab. Her fist stroked up and down on his hard-on and his 
cockhead flared delightfully in her pussy. 

Then she drew her hand away, knowing that the dumb brute would know just 
what to do, now that the end of his prick was stuck up her cunt. 

Nimrod held steady for a moment. His naked cock-knob was lodged in her cunt 
and his long cock-stalk stood out between them, like a bolt clamping his 
balls to her cunt. 

Marisa ground her ass about, moaning. Cunt juice spilled out and trickled 
down his cockshaft and her cuntlips were sucking on his prick, dragging him 
deeper. All of his cock-knob had vanished into her pussy now, and the oval 
slot clamped tightly to his cockrod. 

"Fuck, you bastard," she grunted, yearning for more of his dynamic cock-for 
all of the big fucker. 

She jerked, pushing her pussy down onto another inch of cockshaft. She 
pulled away slightly, dragging her cuntlips back up to his prick-knob, then 
she shoved back and fucked more of his cock on up into her smoldering pussy. 

Nimrod quivered and whined, his body rigid, as the woman fucked herself on 
half of his long prick. Then he yelped and went into action. Hauling back, 
he slammed his hindquarters out with a powerful thrust. His thick cockshaft 
slid up into her fuck-hole inch by inch, burying itself to the hairy balls. 

"Ahhhh!" Marisa sighed, filled with cockmeat and filled with joy. 

The hound held every inch of his prick in her for a moment, thrilling to the 
sensation of having his cock buried balls-deep in a hot, clinging cunt hole, 
and letting the wanton woman savor the hot sensation of having her pussy 
stuffed to the brim with his pounding prick. 

His hot cock-knob felt like a lump of smoldering coal deep in her belly and 
his iron-hard cockshaft was levering around like a crowbar in her cunt. He 
was in her so deep that she wondered if the dog had ventured into virgin 
territory, his cockhead exploring the core of her cunt hole farther than any 
cock had gone before. She felt transfixed on that massive spike, speared 
through and through, almost expecting his prick-knob to come pushing up into 
her mouth. 

Marisa began to fuck first. 

She pulled away slightly, her cunt slot dragging, the cuntlips clinging to 
his cock-stalk. Half of his cock slid out of her, all lathered with pussy 
cream, and then she jammed back and took it all again. 

"Unghhh!" she grunted as his heavy cockhead sank into her cunt, jarring and 
jolting her. 

She pulled off and pushed on again, fucking herself on the animal's prick as 
he stood firm. 

Then Nimrod fell into the rhythm with the woman. As she shoved her cunt 
back, he humped and slammed his prick out to meet her. Her cunt hole was so 
wet that his prick was floating up her fuck-tunnel. His big balls swung in 
and slapped against her crotch like the clappers of a hairy bell. 

Marisa looked back between her kneeling thighs, watching the dog's balls 
swing as he fucked in and out. 

The brute was frantic now, driven wild by the pleasure of her pussy and 
fucking his cock in desperately, eager to empty his cum-load in that 
seething cunt. 

His spine twisted and his bushy tail lashed about like a propeller. His hind 
paws scrambled at the ground as he braced, throwing up dirt. He was yelping 
and slobbering onto Marisa's slender back as he fucked his prick into her 
pussy with lightning-fast strokes. 

Marisa tried to keep pace with the frantic beast, her ass churning and her 
belly pumping, but there was no way a woman could match the vigor of the 
rutting hound. 

The dog was feeding his prick to her twice as fast as she was humping 
beneath him, fucking into her two strokes to one. His cock hissed up her 
fuck-hole savagely, yanked out against her cunt suction with a slurp, then 
plunged in to the hilt again. He was tossing her haunches up and down and 
pressing her ass down under his heaving bulk. 

Marisa stopped trying to keep up with the brute's bestial tempo. She lowered 
her head to the ground and, instead of humping, began to use her cunt 
muscles. Her pliable pussy molded itself around the contours of his 
rock-hard cock, clinging to every precious inch. The inner cunt muscles 
began to ripple and suck, closing in a series of contracting rings that ran 
up his cockshaft from the hilt to the knob, as if she were jerking him off 
with her cunt. She could feel every single inch of his prickshaft as it 
throbbed and pulsed in her cunt. 

"Fuck-fuck-fuck-" she moaned. 

Like some mighty piston, the dog's formidable prick fucked into her pussy, 
pulled out to the naked cock-knob, then slammed in to the balls again. He 
was shaking, jerking her about with his cock-thrusts. 

Marisa squirmed, tilting her groin up so that the dog's cock-lance was 
running directly across her clit as it fucked in and out. 

"Ohhhh!" she gasped, as her clit exploded against that sliding cockshaft. 

He fucked her furiously. The friction of a stiff prick moving at lightning 
speed was driving Marisa crazy. 

She twisted her hips from side to side, rolling her ass and winding her 
fuck-hole around on his cock, adding torque to the in-and-out friction. Her 
cunt hole was working like a pliable wringer on the dog's cock, pulling and 
dragging and sucking, driving the beast to even greater efforts. His prick 
was thundering into Marisa's cunt rapidly, and she kept dipping her head 
down as he heaved her ass up on the long, underslung fuck-strokes. 

His balls were huge and ready to burst now. They whacked into her cunt mound 
like a blackjack. Marisa thought that she could hear the animal's cum 
sloshing around each time his balls slapped against her. 

"Cum-slime my cunt, boy!" she gasped, coming herself, and longing to feel 
the animal's hot, thick fuck-juice flood her melting pussy. 

Her clit was exploding every time the doggy ran his cockrod across it, and 
she was creaming in the core of her cunt, the cunt juice bubbling out and 
filling her fuck-hole. As the dog's prick stuffed her full, it pumped 
woman-cum out from her slot, lathering her crotch. Pussy juice pumped around 
the root of his prick and sprayed out as his balls slapped against her 
soaking groin, a mist of girl-cum drifting over her ass. Marisa was going 
off like a machine gun, peaking, ebbing for an instant, then peaking again. 

The brute's fuck-thrusts drove her forwards. She dug her knees in and 
slammed back and his cock walloped up into her pussy again, fucking in even 
faster now that her cunt was swampy with her cum. 

She felt his cockshaft pump savagely. 

"Ahhhh-give it to me!" she cried. 

Doggy-jism hosed her cunt hole in a torrent. His first spurt shot out as he 
plunged into her, and he blew another wad out on the recoil. 

Marisa wailed with the rapture of feeling her fuck-hole fill up with foaming 
dog-cum. 

The hound was howling as he fucked his prick in, squirting more cum out with 
every cock-thrust. 

His cum ran up her cunt tunnel like an underground river, sliming every inch 
of her fuck-tube and swirling into the core of her cunt like a whirlpool of 
cream. Her cunt was so full of dog-cum that the stuff was spilling from her 
cunt in a deluge each time the beast fucked in and stuffed her to the brim. 
Her groin was awash, his balls were soaking and a pearly pool of jizz was 
forming under her as the overflow ran down her thighs. 

She thought the doggy would never stop coming. 

She didn't want him to ever stop. She could have spent a blissful eternity 
kneeling there and feeling her fuck-hole fill with his hot cum. The stuff 
felt as thick as glue as he hosed her pussy guts, as heavy as melted lead. 
Spunk was seeping into every crevice of her cunt hole, soaking every fold 
and shooting out with such force that he almost blew her off the end of his 
prick. 

Nimrod whimpered and his haunches trembled, slowing down. Marisa began to 
jam her ass up and down, moving faster than the dog now as she worked off 
the last sweet spasms of her coming and sucked the last gooey drops of 
doggy-jism out from his slowly sliding cock-head. 

Then she slowed down too, smiling radiantly, her whole body glowing with 
satisfaction. 

Getting fucked by a dog was a joy and, even while his spent prick was still 
stuck up her fuck-hole, Marisa was already looking forward to fucking him 
again ... 

The telephone was ringing in the house. 

Marisa thought that ringing was in her head, for a moment. 

Then she realized that it was the phone. She stirred, intending to pull her 
pussy off the dog's prick. 

But they were stuck fast. 

She jerked hard, but the hound's cock seemed to be glued in her fuck-hole. 
When she crawled away, she only dragged him after her, by the cock. 

Holy shit, she thought, alarmed. The fucker is stuck to me like a dog to a 
bitch! 

She squirmed and wriggled like a fish on a spear, to no avail. When she 
tugged away, the hound hopped after her on his hind legs, like some 
performing dog in a circus, his paws still clinging to her hips. 

"Get off!" she commanded. 

Nimrod woofed, unable to uncouple. 

The telephone was still ringing insistently, but Marisa didn't give a damn 
about that, now. She was getting worried. How long did it normally take 
before a dog could dismount? She had no idea. 

It felt lovely to still have that swollen dog-prick stuck up her cunt hole, 
and Marisa would have enjoyed the wait, had she plenty of time. She might 
even have wanted to fuck him again, without ever having separated. 

But she was afraid that her daughters might return from their ride. 

It would be embarrassing, to say the least, to have the girls come home and 
find their mother with a hound fucking her. 

Shit-they'll have to throw a bucket of cold water over our asses, she 
thought. And she had to giggle at the idea, despite her dilemma. 

She reached back and grabbed the beast's deflated balls, yanking and 
dragging and making him yelp. Her ass corkscrewed as she tried desperately 
to free her clinging cunt hole from his meaty prick. 

Marisa damned near pulled her pussy inside out with her efforts to dislodge 
the dog's cock. And then, realizing it was hopeless and that all she could 
do was wait for nature to take its course, she stopped struggling. 

She was looking toward the woods, a worried expression on her face-but her 
ass was still moving a little. As long as the dog's cock was stuck up her 
fuck-hole, she figured that she might as well enjoy it. 

The phone finally stopped ringing. 

Marisa didn't even notice as she wriggled on the dog's cock, still 
pleasuring her insatiable cunt even as she gazed in dismay towards the 
woods. 

But she needn't have worried. 

Lacy and Honey weren't coming home yet. 

But someone else was ... 

* * * 

John Tremont put the telephone down and frowned, wondering why his wife 
hadn't answered. 

He had come home unexpectedly early today and was phoning from the commuter 
train station, expecting Marisa to pick him up. 

He had been looking forward to a nice afternoon fuck, but now he was 
disturbed. He wondered if he should wait and phone again in a short time. 
Maybe she had just gone out for cigarettes and would be home again any 
moment. But he hated waiting around the train station with a hard-on and he 
decided to walk home where, if Marisa still hadn't returned, he could at 
least jack himself off in comfort. 

Hiding his hard-on behind his briefcase, John left the platform and started 
down the street. 

It wasn't very far to the house and normally he would have enjoyed the walk, 
but it was awkward today. There were people on the streets and he felt silly 
holding his briefcase up in front of his groin. And, besides, his balls were 
so full of cum that he was walking like a cowboy around them. 

He hesitated, thinking that maybe he should beat his meat in the men's room 
to reduce the swelling. But that seemed sort of sordid-and a waste of spunk, 
as well, if his sexy wife was home. 

Then he had a good idea. 

He could turn off into the woods and take a short cut home along the trails 
and bridle paths. He wasn't likely to encounter anyone in the woods-or so 
the man thought-and he wouldn't have to worry about hiding his hard-on. He 
turned off the street and moved off into the trees. 

As soon as he was out of sight of the street, he let the briefcase fall to 
his side and stepped along jauntily, his cock leading the way. He was 
tempted to open his fly and let his prick stick out, figuring that it would 
feel pretty good to have that steaming hot cockmeat exposed to the brisk 
afternoon breeze as he strolled along. 

But he didn't, afraid he might meet some other woodland stroller. And he was 
hoping like hell that his gorgeous blonde wife would be home soon so that he 
could sink his tormented fucker into her pussy and unload his balls. 

Then he stumbled over a tree root. 

He almost fell, the weight of his cock seeming cumbersome as he caught his 
balance. After that he walked more cautiously, looking down to make sure 
that he didn't stumble over another root. He didn't. 

But he did stumble upon something interesting ... 

 CHAPTER SEVEN 

"Holy shit-look at those horse-pricks now!" Honey gasped. 

She rolled away from her sister's embrace and looked across at the 
stallions, awe showing on her face. 

The horses' cocks had been impressive before. But by this time, stimulated 
by the fragrance of two creaming cunts, those cocks were enormous and the 
dark slabs of their throbbing cockheads were all frothy with pre-cum. 

Lacy sat up and looked over Honey's shoulder. 

"Jeez-we can't ride the fuckers home like that," she said. "What would Mom 
think?" 

A wicked smile brightened Honey's face. 

"We gotta jerk 'em off," she said. 

Lacy looked startled for a moment. The prospect of dealing with such 
enormous pricks was intimidating. But then she, too, smiled. It was also 
thrilling. 

"Look at their balls," she whimpered. "I bet the fuckers cum by the gallon." 

The palomino was standing closer to the girls than the black stallion and 
seemed to realize that they had now shown an interest in his condition. He 
moved closer, head thrust out and giant cock lurching from his loins. 

Honey opened her thighs and raised one knee, wondering how the dumb brute 
would react to her exposed, saliva-soaked pussy. 

The horse walked over, his soft, moist nostrils fluttering as he inhaled her 
aroma. His dark lips curled back and he blew, spraying slobber out. He stood 
over Honey and lowered his head, golden mane flowing. The stallion shoved 
his snout into Honey's groin and began to graze. 

His meaty tongue slurped into her open cunt slot as his nostrils flared and 
his breath fanned her hot pussy. Honey wailed at the sensation and Lacy 
wailed, too, watching her sister get horsey head. 

Honey arched her back, her feet coming up and her sleek thighs clamping over 
the palomino's head. She wriggled about, grinding her gaze on his buried 
muzzle and hiking her ass right up off the ground. 

The teenager's supple body coiled and uncoiled like a spring, turning from 
side to side on the horse's muzzle as he lavishly laved her pussy. 

That horsey-tongue felt wonderful, and Honey was almost tempted to let him 
lap her cunt until she creamed again. But she had already had a good 
tongue-fucking from her sexy sister, and now she was more fascinated by the 
prospect of milking a cum load out of the horse's cock and balls. 

She pulled her pussy off his snout with a sucking sound. The palomino raised 
his head, blowing, his muzzle streaked with pearly cunt juice. His prick 
hooked up vibrantly, and he pawed at the earth with one hind hoof. 

"C'mon, Lacy-help me jack him off!" Honey squealed, turning onto her knees 
and crawling up beside the stallion's heaving flank. 

It was obvious that his prick was big enough for both of them, and Lacy 
moved up on the other side. The two naughty sisters' passion was plain in 
their lovely faces as they looked at each other across the horse's cockhead. 

Honey reached under him and held his massive balls in her upturned palm. 
They were so heavy that she couldn't even lift them. She fondled and 
caressed his balls, and his cock hammered violently in response. 

She ran her open hand up the underside of his cock-stalk, where the thick 
vein was pounding, and fluttered her fingers against the underside of his 
cockhead. The slick black slab swelled and flared and more pre-cum came 
drooling out from his gaping piss hole. 

The gooey stuff bubbled down the slope of his cock-knob, and Honey worked it 
into his hot cockmeat with her thumb. 

Horse-jism feels as thick as molding clay, she thought, her fingers tingling 
at the touch. She looked back at his balls, imagining the titantic cum-load 
that they must hold. 

Lacy was playing with the stallion's balls now, using both hands. They were 
big as basketballs-but much too heavy to dribble. 

She brought her hands up onto the thick hilt of his cockshaft and held that 
hard rod in a double grip. She could barely span his meaty breadth in both 
hands. She began to frig up and down through a few inches at the base of his 
cockshaft, dragging his leathery sheath back from his bloated prick-knob and 
whimpering as she felt the hard core of his cock throb inside that loose 
sheath. 

Honey moved in front of the animal's looming prick and gripped his fucker 
just behind the knob, also using both hands. She began to pump up and down 
on that part of his prick as her kid sister stroked at the hilt. 

The handsome palomino was going crazy as they jacked his cock. He humped, 
shoving the fat cockrod through their hands. His prick-knob pushed out 
towards Honey's face, so hot that she felt as if she were looking into an 
open furnace, as if her eyeballs might melt as she stared at his cock. 

The horse's powerful flanks rippled with muscle and sinew as he humped. His 
glossy golden body shimmered and his silken tail whisked about. Each time he 
pushed his prick forward, his drenched cock-knob loomed right up before 
Honey's radiant face. She sniffed the musky, gamey aroma of horse-cock and 
her naughty mouth began to drool. 

"Lacy-" she croaked. 

Lacy looked at her sister, peering along the length of the stallion's 
rock-hard prick. 

"I'm gonna lick the fucker," Honey rasped. 

"Oooooh!" Lacy squealed. That was a thing that she dearly wanted to see. 

The younger girl moved up, dragging her hands up his cockshaft as if she 
were hauling herself along, upside down, on a thick cable. She held his 
cock-stalk just behind the cock-knob and sat down beside her sister, the two 
blonde teenagers cheek to cheek as they faced the stallion's cockhead, both 
holding his prick in a double grip as if choosing up sides on a baseball 
bat. 

Together, they frigged back and the palomino's steaming cock-knob loomed 
out, naked and pumping. 

The black stallion was looking on, seeming to understand that he would get 
his own reward in due course and greatly interested in the proceedings. 

Honey pushed her tongue out, fluttering it around. She leaned forward 
slightly and touched the tip against the horse's slimy cockhead. 

Lacy's green eyes widened as she saw her sister's pink tongue run over the 
tip of that slick slab. The girl was licking her own lips as she watched. 

"Ohhhh, Lacy-his prick is yummy," Honey sighed, fluttering her eyelashes as 
she flicked her lapper against the glistening slab of stallion-cock. 

She tongued up the pre-cum from his cockmeat and slid her questing lapper 
right into the brute's bubbling piss hole. She tongue-fucked into that 
creamy cleft, her nose sniffing as it pressed to his prick-knob. 

The horse humped, tilting her head back as he shoved his cockhead into her 
face. As he pulled back, Honey bent her neck and followed, her tongue 
bathing his cock-knob with slurping strokes. This was too much for Lacy. The 
younger girl began to lick the animal's cockhead, as well, lapping at the 
slopes of that fat slab as her sister tongued the tip. 

Their blonde heads moved together, side by side, as they shared the 
scrumptious hunk of wet prickmeat. Their tongues met on the horse's 
cockhead. Saliva flowed freely down his cock-knob, and more pre-cum oozed 
out. Lacy tongued up a mouthful of that slimy spillage and purred 
rapturously, as Honey shot her lapper into his piss hole again. 

Honey didn't think that anything-except possibly her sister's cunt-had ever 
tasted as delicious as that huge slab of slimy horse-prick. She trembled in 
wanton anticipation of his full cum-load. 

"I wanna suck him off," she moaned. 

"Yeah! Milk his cum out, Sis!" Lacy squealed. 

Honey kissed the tip of the palomino's cock, her lips parting on the 
fiercely flowing cleft. Her mouth opened wider, lips stretching pliably as 
she took the slimy cocktip into the oval of her maw. Her head pushed down. 
For a moment, she thought that his prick-knob was going to prove too big to 
fit in her mouth. But then, with Lacy squealing encouragement, Honey jammed 
her head down-and all of that throbbing, dripping cockhead slid through the 
collar of her lips. 

Her mouth was suddenly full of horse-prick. The swollen slab pressed her 
cheeks out on both sides at once and the tip was dribbling right down her 
throat. Her lapper was crammed against the underside of his cock, hardly 
able to stir. 

"Holy shit," Lacy whispered, in awe. 

Honey's lips were stretched wide around the stallion's leathery cockshaft, 
peeling outward. She tried to bob her head up and down in the traditional 
blow-job action, but it was impossible. She couldn't take any of his 
cock-stalk into her mouth. His cock-knob had stuffed her to the brim. She 
sucked and slid her cramped lapper around against the flaring underside of 
that mouthful, whimpering. 

The palomino snorted and humped, trying to fuck her face. But instead of 
shoving his prick in and out, he only tilted her blonde head back and forth 
with his cock-thrusts. 

Lacy saw that her sister could use a hand. 

She tightened her grip on the stallion's cockshaft and began to jack his 
prick with steady strokes, jerking him off into her sister's mouth. 

"Unghhh-unghhh-" Honey gurgled, twisting her lips on his cock, adding to the 
friction. 

The horse fucked through Lacy's hands and into Honey's mouth. Stuck fast on 
the end of his prick, Honey swayed back and forth, her mouth dragged along 
on his prick. Seepage from his piss hole oozed out, sliming into every nook 
and cranny of her cock-filled maw and lubricating them enough so that she 
could manage to slide her lips an inch or so onto his cock-knob. Mixed with 
saliva, the pre-cum ran down her chin, and Lacy leaned across to lap up the 
overflow. 

Bellowing like a crazy bull, the stallion thundered into her face, his cock 
hammering violently in the tight-fitting sleeve of her lips. His huge balls 
swung out under his cockshaft, heavy and full of jism. 

"Shoot in her mouth," Lacy urged the brute, frigging his cock-stalk faster. 

She kept glancing at the animal's balls to see if they were about to explode 
and then staring at her sister's cock-filled face as that pretty head bobbed 
back and forth, hair tumbling about and eyes glazing with wanton lust. 

The stallion was thundering toward the creamy crest now, his mighty cock 
fucking in and out of Honey's mouth and throbbing all through that iron-hard 
length. His balls were so inflated that they looked ready to blow out, the 
usually wrinkled ball-sacs drawn smooth as a filled wineskin. 

He fucked into Honey's mouth, and a great shudder shook him. 

"He's gonna blow!" Lacy cried. 

Honey gurgled hungrily, her body shaking as if the spasms of the horse's 
jolting prick had passed on into her through the conduit of her mouth. 

The stallion's balls exploded. His cum came rushing up his cockrod, but his 
prick was so long that it took a second for the creamy load to reach his 
cock-knob-and then it shot into the girl's throat so hard that he damned 
near blew her head off the end of his cock. 

Honey gasped and gulped the hot, thick jism down greedily, and the horse 
hosed her with a second slimy spurt, then a third jet of jism. 

Horse-cum poured from her lips and ran back down his cock-stalk in milky 
ribbons. 

Lacy, eager for her share, licked cum from his cockrod. Her tongue slid up 
with a slurping stroke, and she licked at her sister's lips as more of the 
foaming horse-jizz pumped out. 

Slowly, his huge balls began to subside, the bags loosening as the cum-load 
emptied into Honey's mouth. Her belly was full of the succulent stuff, but 
the voracious teenager kept on sucking, dragging the last gooey nuggets from 
his prick-knob. 

His cockhead softened slightly, turning rubbery in Honey's mouth. She was 
able to bob her head up and down a bit now and she did so, feeding a couple 
of inches of his cockshaft in behind the cockhead. 

Lacy looked on enviously. 

But she wasn't jealous, knowing that a randy black stallion was ready and 
waiting. 

But she didn't know that her daddy was hauling his hard-on toward them 
through the woods ... 

 CHAPTER EIGHT 

Honey drew back and her lips came pulling over the head of the palomino's 
cock, then slipped off. She collapsed back on the grass, and the horse's 
prick jerked up and down, saliva steaming from the cockmeat. Honey had 
thought that she had milked it all out, but now another glob of cum welled 
up in his open piss hole, as thick as wallpaper paste. 

Lacy flicked her tongue out and gathered up this last nugget of 
stallion-cum, savoring and swallowing. She nuzzled his cock-knob to her 
lips, kissing and sucking. 

But the horse was drained, and he sidestepped, prancing, so that his long 
prick swung away from the girl's face. His colossal cock jerked from side to 
side, swinging under him like a crane. 

Whimpering, Lacy licked down his leathery prick-stalk and lapped at his 
spent balls, holding them up to her mouth with both hands. 

She twisted lithely and got her head jammed right up into the animal's 
groin, grinding her lovely little face into his balls and even sliding up to 
lick at his asshole for a moment. 

Lacy was really hot to drink horse-cum now. She slid her tingling tongue 
back down the beast's fucker and laved his cock-knob again, whetting her 
appetite with every noisy slurp. 

Then she turned toward the black stallion. 

The neglected brute was snorting and pawing and tossing his head about 
impatiently, his huge black cock jutting out like an ebony monolith. 

Lacy started to crawl toward the succulent sight. 

But Honey was sprawled out between Lacy and the horse, and Lacy got 
sidetracked. Honey was lying on her back, her mouth and her legs both open. 
Her cunt slot was a gaping grotto, flooded with cunt juice and, although 
she'd swallowed most of the palomino's jism, her open mouth was still awash 
with the creamy residue. Cum swirled in her cheeks and coated her gums, and 
her tongue was floating in the slimy stuff. 

Lacy knelt over her sister, licking her lips. She leaned down and clamped 
her mouth on Honey's cunt, sucking pussy juice out. Her tongue slid in as if 
she were French kissing a bearded mouth. 

Honey sighed. Her eyes were closed and she lay dazed, as if intoxicated by 
the fuck-juice that she had gulped down without moderation. She shifted her 
hips lazily as her sister sucked on her pussy. 

Lacy was still eager to get at the black stallion's prick, but she saw no 
harm in lingering over luscious Honey for a few moments, first. The longer 
she waited, the hungrier she was going to be. 

She gave Honey's pussy a few more tongue-swipes, then began to slowly lick 
her way up the older girl's trim belly. Honey's fat tits were streaked with 
horse-cum that had dribbled down when her mouth overflowed. Lacy lapped that 
tasty slime up from her tit mounds and out of her cleavage and suckled on 
her pert pink tit tips. 

Bending down, Lacy stared into Honey's open mouth. Then she lowered her head 
and, just as she had been kissing Honey's cunt as if it were a bearded 
mouth, now she began to tongue-fuck Honey's mouth like a hairless cunt. 

She licked her sister's inner cheeks and her teeth, the arched roof of her 
mouth and her tongue, sucking on her lips and pulling horse-cum out 
abundantly. Kissing that cum-drenched mouth was almost like eating out a 
cunt, and Lacy relished it, lingering longer than she had intended. 

But by this time the black stallion had lost patience. The horny brute 
advanced, haunches swaying and his great prick gleaming. 

Lacy was kneeling, her head down on Honey's upturned face and her ass 
wriggling about, hiked upward. Her slim thighs were parted and her cunt was 
dripping, spilling out the heated scent that was driving the stallion wild. 

The big brute moved up behind Lacy and lowered his head, neck deeply arched. 
He thrust his snuffling snout into her crotch from behind. 

Lacy squealed happily when she felt his soft, wet muzzle flutter in her 
fuck-slot. The stallion snorted and blew, his moist breath billowing up her 
pussy. Lacy jerked against his head and the horse shot his tongue out, 
stabbing the meaty lapper up her cunt hole. 

"Ahhhh," she purred into her sister's cummy mouth. 

That huge tongue felt big as a prick as it delved around inside her steaming 
pussy. 

Each time the stallion shot his lapper up into her fuck-hole, Lacy shot her 
own tongue into Honey's cum-drenched mouth in a clockwork response. The 
naughty girl intended to turn around at any moment now and give the horse's 
prick a tongue bath and a suck, but his cunt-lapping felt so lovely that she 
couldn't bring herself to change positions yet. 

She figured that she might as well cream the stallion's muzzle first, then 
return the favor, swallowing all of his huge load of succulent cum. 

But the stallion didn't know that, of course, and as he lapped her fragrant 
pussy, his prick was raging, ready to be fucked into a hot hole and emptied. 

The animal lowered his head right to the ground and pushed his lapper out as 
far as it would go. His tongue walloped into Lacy's blonde pussy hair and 
slid slowly on up, wedging through her open cunt slot and slurping across 
her clit and sliding on up through the crack of her ass. It flipped out from 
between her asscheeks and the stallion's big, blunt head came flying up, 
cunt juice spraying from his muzzle. 

He shuffled in, his head craning out over Lacy's shoulder-and his enormous 
cock burrowed into her crotch. 

"Oh!" she cried, startled. 

The horse's gigantic cockhead was throbbing in her cunt slot as he shoved, 
trying to sink his fat prick into that juicy fuck-hole. 

Lacy pushed back, her hips lurching from side to side. The animal's 
cock-knob pressed into her groin, pushing her head down onto Honey's face. 
Lacy's green eyes opened wide, the lashes fluttering. She could feel her 
pliable pussy lips unfurl. 

The tip of the stallion's naked slab of black cockmeat was nudging into her 
cunt and she could feel the hot, thick pre-cum that was oozing out from his 
piss hole. 

The horse heaved, but his cockhead was too big. He just hiked her ass 
upward, without penetrating beyond the cocktip. 

Lacy's knees bounced on the ground. 

Honey opened her eyes and gasped. 

"Holy fuck! The horse is trying to screw you, Sis!" she cried, both startled 
and thrilled. 

"Help the fucker," Lacy moaned. "His prick is so big-help him get in me, 
Honey!" 

Honey squealed enthusiastically, more than happy to assist her sister in 
such a perverted project. She twisted around and knelt beside Lacy's heaving 
hip. The pointed tip of the black brute's cockhead had wedged into Lacy's 
cunt and almost half of his slick cock-knob was buried, pulsing frantically. 
Lacy's pink cuntlips were rippling on the ebony slab, pulling and sucking. 
Honey wasn't sure if much more of that enormous prick would fit in her 
sister's pussy. 

Honey studied the situation for a moment. Then she hooked one arm around the 
stallion's cockshaft, just behind the prick-knob, gripping his big cock in 
the clamp of her elbow. Her other hand moved into Lacy's crotch. She began 
to spread Lacy's pliable pussy open with her fingers while she dragged the 
horse's prick in at the same time. 

The black stallion humped, his cock slamming into Lacy's crotch like a 
battering ram, beating and pounding at the hairy portals of her pussy. 

Lacy's cuntlips pulsed and parted-and all of the stallion's naked cockhead 
vanished in her pussy gash. Lacy gasped at the sudden sensation, and Honey 
gasped at the sight. 

The horse began to fuck his prick in deeper. 

Honey released his prick and used both hands on her sister's pussy, tugging 
the girl's elastic cuntlips down over the brute's cock-stalk. His cock-knob 
was the fattest part of his prick. As it slowly slid in, it was opening 
Lacy's fuck-hole around its massive contours, blazing a trail for his 
cockshaft. 

Honey dipped her head in and tongued around the rim of Lacy's fuck-slot, 
salivating heavily to add to the lubrication and licking the stallion's 
cockshaft at the same time. She ran her tongue up the crack of her sister's 
ass and rimmed out her shit hole for a tangy moment, then slid back and 
lapped at the stallion's bloated balls. 

Lacy shoved her ass and hips back eagerly, twisting her Umber loins, 
screwing her fuck-hole onto the horse's gigantic prick. She could feel his 
cock-knob spreading her cuntlips and his rock-hard cockrod throbbing up her 
pussy hole. 

Then, with a mighty lurch, the stallion slammed in and his huge prick 
bottomed out. 

His cockhead was flaring in the very core of Lacy's cunt, as deep as it 
could go. Half of his prick-stalk was in her cunt, and the bottom half stuck 
out between them, like a tubular bridge between his balls and her cunt 
slot-a hollow pipeline through which his hot oil could flow. 

The stallion pumped his cock vigorously. His prick jolted up Lacy's ass 
hiked into the air, her knees jerked up from the ground. 

He began to hump. At first the fit was too tight and, when he pulled back, 
he simply dragged Lacy's ass back with him, his cock not sliding in and out. 
But her pliable pussy juiced and adjusted, accommodating his massive prick. 
When he drew back again, his fat black prick came slowly pulling from her 
smoldering cunt. 

Her pink cuntlips clung to his black cock-stalk, turning outwards as he 
withdrew. The stallion pulled back until only his wedge-shaped cockhead was 
stuck in her, paused for a moment with the girl suspended on the end of his 
cock, then slammed back into her steaming fuck-hole. 

Lacy grunted as his cockhead filled her pussy to the very brim. She squirmed 
rapturously on his cock, thighs rippling as she rode up and down and hips 
jerking as she twisted her cunt on his cock. It felt as if his fucker might 
push right through her body, as if her hipbones would jump out of their 
sockets. 

Her cunt hole was as full as a cunt hole could be-and Lacy loved it. 

The beast's black prick came sliding out, all lathered with cunt juice and 
streaked with pre-cum. 

Honey lapped hungrily at that dripping horse-cock. Her blonde head slid up 
and down, tonguing along the stallion's prickshaft. She lapped at his balls 
at one end and licked at her sister's cuntlips and clit at the other end. 

Lacy coiled up, then snapped back, her Umber body working like a spring. Her 
ass churned, her belly pumped and her hips jolted as she matched the brutal 
vitality of the rutting stallion, becoming like an animal herself in her 
unbridled lust. 

Her cunt was sucking and rippling and getting wetter all the time. The horse 
was fucking her fluidly as her hot pussy creamed. 

Girl-cum spilled out from her cock-stuffed cunt, and Honey licked up the 
overflow hungrily. She rolled onto her back and jammed her face up, sucking 
Lacy's stiff clit into her lips and nursing on it, adding a clitoral thrill 
to the friction of the stallion's prick as it plunged in and out of the 
girl's fuck-hole. 

Her mouth was wide open so that the horse's prick was gliding through her 
lips as it sank into Lacy's pussy, then again, as it pulled out, soaking and 
steaming. The cock came out drenched with cunt cream and plowed back in all 
lathered with Honey's slobber. 

The stallion was fucking her faster and harder as he soared towards the 
crest. 

Lacy felt as if that huge cock were shaking her apart. Her nubile body 
flopped around like a rag doll on the end of the horse's prick, and her 
loins were dissolving in a prolonged orgasm. 

Then the black stallion snorted, prancing as he fucked, hovering at the 
peak. His balls erupted and his fuck-juice rocketed into Lacy's cunt. 

"Oooooh!" Lacy wailed, in ecstasy. 

It felt as if she had a high-pressure fire hose stuck up her cunt as the 
horse's thick jism hosed her in torrents. 

He thundered on, dragging her slim body up and down on his prick as he 
drained his balls in spurt after spurt, shooting more cum into the girl each 
time he humped and fucked his prick into her flooded pussy. 

Lacy creamed each time she felt another dose of steaming stallion-cum jet 
into her cunt, her pussy cream melting into the foaming deluge of his jism. 

His cock was jerking out from her pussy all sodden with their fuck-juices, 
the black stalk looking as if it were laced with melted pearls. Honey was 
lapping that cream from his cockshaft ravenously. She adored cum and she 
loved cunt juice and, combined, the stuff was driving her wild. Her tongue 
was smoldering as it vibrated against the stallion's slimy cockshaft. 

The brute pumped his last squirt of jizz into Lacy's cunt and slowed, 
snorting and bellowing. He stood stiff-legged as Lacy bobbed about, stuck on 
the end of his cock, arms and legs limp and flopping. She was smiling 
blissfully, radiant with the joy of it. 

The horse began to pull his prick out. 

The fat cockrod came out as it had gone in, slowly and steadily, with Honey 
tonguing every inch as it emerged. His prick-knob stuck in her pussy for a 
moment, as her pliable cuntlips collared that big slab, clinging to it. 

Then his prick slipped free with a slurp. 

The cock-knob snapped up and whacked the brawny brute on the chest. 

Lacy, no longer supported on that fuck-pole, bounced on her hands and knees. 

Honey, moaning and whimpering, took the stallion's cockhead between her 
cupped hands and worked her tongue around in his piss hole, lapping out the 
delicious dregs. She laved all over the black slab, slurping up horse-cum 
and cunt juice and polishing his cock-knob to a glossy black luster. 

When she had licked up every lovely drop, she turned and looked at the 
palomino-and purred in anticipation when she saw that his prick was big and 
hard and that the beast was all quivering with readiness. 

Honey wanted a cunt full of stallion cock for herself, now, having seen how 
greatly her sister had enjoyed getting fucked by the black brute. 

But then she glanced at Lacy. 

Lacy was still kneeling, her head down and her ass hiked up. Her vacated 
cunt slot was gaping open, the soft folds retaining the shape of the giant 
horse-cock that had molded them so wide. A foaming torrent of horse-cum and 
girl-cum gushed from her cunt hole. 

Honey's wet tongue tingled and fluttered. She just had to suck the 
fuck-juice out of Lacy's flooded pussy before she got fucked, herself. 

She crawled up behind Lacy, tongue first. 

"Yeah-suck his jizz out of my cunt, Sis," Lacy panted, wriggling her trim 
little ass about. 

Honey placed her hands on Lacy's hips and, ducking her blonde head down, 
began to dine, loving it so much that she was smiling in Lacy's gaping 
pussy. 

And her father smiled, too ... 

 CHAPTER NINE 

John Tremont had heard the frantic sounds of furious fucking as he came 
walking down the trail and, naturally, he had moved into the bushes to 
investigate. 

When he looked into the clearing and saw his youngest daughter getting her 
ass fucked off by the stallion, while his older daughter assisted with her 
tongue, his first reaction was shock. 

But it never dawned on him to interrupt. 

For one thing, since the girls were already obviously corrupted, it was too 
late to do any good by interfering and, besides, it would be awfully 
embarrassing for everyone concerned if he had made his presence known. 

And, more to the point, the horny man was thrilled by the sordid scene. 

Standing back in the shadows, he opened his fly and hauled his thundering 
cock out. He began to jerk off as he watched the stallion's giant black cock 
fucking in and out of his nubile daughter's creamy cunt hole. 

But John had arrived just at the climax, and the horse was squirting his 
fuck-juice into Lacy before her daddy had jacked himself to a spurting 
conclusion. 

Now his fist slowed, halted and slipped off his hammering cockshaft as he 
realized that maybe he wouldn't have to beat his own meat, after all. 

He watched Honey polish the stallion's prick with her tongue, fascinated-and 
then he saw the girl crawl over towards her sister. 

John realized that incest didn't bother his naughty little girls. 

Gazing down at his pounding prick, John made the obvious connection. He 
frowned slightly, with a last moment's doubt-then he grinned fiendishly. 

With his big prick jutting out, the cock-knob gleaming, John walked into the 
clearing. 

Lacy's loins were lathered from asshole to cunt bush, and Honey was licking 
up the seepage from around the girl's hairy cunt rim, polishing the edges of 
the platter before she began to feast on the main course. 

She bent down, tits hobbling saucily, and slurped up Lacy's trembling 
thighs, gathering up the cum streaks from the smooth slopes. 

Turning her head, she tongued the horse-cum out of Lacy's curly cunt bush 
and moved on up to lap at the creases where her legs joined her body, 
salivating and slobbering hungrily. She spread the firm cheeks of her 
sister's ass apart and ran her lapper up that juice-soaked crack, then 
tongue-fucked into Lacy's asshole, sucking on the brown rim as she licked up 
the shit chute. 

Honey sat back on her heels for a moment, gazing down, making sure that she 
had mopped up all the seepage. Lacy's ass and thighs were glistening with 
saliva. But her cunt, unsucked still, was spilling out more juice. The girl 
was tingling, tongue, tits and cunt. 

Lacy jerked wantonly, invitingly, yearning for her sister's tender tongue 
for some gentle stimulation, following the frantic fucking of the 
horse-cock. 

Honey parted her lips and clamped her mouth onto Lacy's overflowing pussy. 
She began to suck rapturously, her mouth filling with sweet fuck-juices. 
Lacy's cunt juice poured out, laced by ribbons of horse-jizz. Honey gulped 
the cream down greedily, her tongue fucking in as her lips worked on the 
open, pink pussy folds. 

She spread Lacy's cuntlips open and peeled them back with her fingers, 
getting her mouth pressed right up into the wet inner folds. 

"Ooooh!" Lacy moaned, her eyes half closed and the lashes fluttering. 

And then her eyes snapped wide open and she let out a horrified gasp. 

Honey looked up in surprise-and she, too, gasped when she saw their father 
standing there. 

She blushed in shame and lowered her gaze, afraid to meet the man's eyes. 
But as her own gaze dropped, she was startled to see that Daddy's prick was 
looming out from his open fly, the rock-hard cockrod angled up before his 
abdomen in a towering erection. 

Shyly, she risked another glance up at the man's face-and saw that he was 
grinning wickedly. 

John knelt down beside Honey. 

"It's okay, baby," he said reassuringly. 

Honey gave him a questioning, beseeching look, confused and unsure of what 
to expect. 

"Don't stop," her father croaked. 

He placed his hand behind her blonde head and gently pushed her face back 
into her sister's bubbling fuck-slot. 

Feeling overwhelmed and not knowing what else to do, Honey began to suck on 
Lacy's cunt again, spooning cream out with her lapper. 

But she was looking sideways now, staring at her daddy's cock as he knelt 
beside her, with that formidable fucker jutting out toward her cheek. 

John stroked Honey's golden head as he leaned closer, watching her tongue 
sliding around so fluidly in his other naughty daughter's pussy. He folded 
his other hand around the hilt of his prick, pulling back so that the purple 
cock-knob flared out, naked and dribbling pre-cum. 

He rubbed the gooey cocktip against Honey's cheek, smearing her with slime. 
He enjoyed watching the girl eating out her sister, but his prick was 
bucking frantically now, threatening to blow off on its own. 

He turned Honey's face out of Lacy's groin and toward his rampaging 
cockhead. With her daddy's cock throbbing in her face, Honey trembled 
violently. 

"Suck my cock, baby," he croaked. 

"Oh, yes, Daddy," she whimpered, with desire far beyond daughterly duty. 

Her tongue, already drenched with stallion-spunk and sister-slime, pushed 
out and flashed against her father's oozing prick. 

John inhaled sharply, groaning as he felt his teenaged daughter's tongue on 
his cockhead. He thrust it out. Honey began to lick up and down his thick 
cockshaft, tracing along the pounding ventral vein. She tongued his bloated 
balls at the base of his prick, then flattened her lapper and drew it slowly 
back up his cockrod, fluttering under his booming prick-knob. 

"Suck it," he rasped, pushing the cocktip against her lips. 

Honey kissed that steaming slab and then let her lips part, feeding her 
daddy's cock into her mouth. 

"Ahhhh," she sighed, sucking adoringly on his cockhead. 

His cock-knob was big but not nearly as huge as the stallion's, and Honey 
began to duck her head up and down, feeding most of his prick into her maw. 
His cockhead slid into her throat and the pursed collar of her lips ran down 
his cockshaft, her chin bumping his ballooning balls and her nose nestling 
in his wiry crotch hair. Holding all of his cock in her mouth, she twisted 
her radiant face, screwing her mouth on his bolt. Then she drew back toward 
his cock-knob, her lips turned outwards as she sucked through every inch. 

Holding his purple cockhead against her lips, she whimpered: "Cum, 
Daddy-shoot in my mouth-ooooh-I'm hungry for your hot, thick jizz!" 

Her cheeks sank in as she sucked, inhaling his aroma. Her tongue flashed 
against the underside as her lips pulled on the throbbing cock-stalk. 
Pre-cum bubbled onto her taste buds, driving the naughty girl crazy. 

She let some of the frothy stuff slide down her throat-wantonly swallowing 
some of the same slime that had sired her. 

John held his hand behind her blonde head and jerked his prick in and out, 
face-fucking his daughter. 

As her lips pulled up to his cock crown, saliva gushed down his prick, her 
frothy slobber streaked with thicker ribbons of pre-cum as his piss hole 
seeped. 

"Spunk me, Daddy-cream my fucking mouth!" Honey gurgled on his swollen 
cock-knob. 

"Yeah-slime her!" Lacy wailed, looking on in total fascination and licking 
her lips. 

"Here it comes, baby!" John gasped. 

Honey wailed and pushed her head down as his fuck-sap came rushing up his 
cockrod. The cum hit the back of her throat and she forced her mouth down 
against the creamy tide like a salmon swimming upstream to spawn. 

She swallowed and sucked another wad out, adoring that fatherly fuck-juice. 
Her head danced on his prick as John fed it to her, fucking her mouth and 
shooting more jism out with every cock-stroke. 

His balls bounced, expanding as they filled and then shrinking as he emptied 
yet another thick squirt into the girl's suction cup of a mouth. With 
jerking, jolting strokes he drained his cum-load off, and greedy little 
Honey gulped it down with joy. 

"Swallow it, Honey," he moaned. 

The man was crazed by lust, watching her throat delicately pulse as she 
drank his cum and kept sucking for more. He was coming in his daughter's 
mouth and it was wicked-and wonderful! 

His last jet creamed her maw and, with a strangled cry, John jerked his 
prick out of her mouth and flopped onto the ground, flat out on his back and 
gasping. 

Honey sat back on her heels, tipping her head back to let the last drops 
trickle down her gullet, glowing with the incestuous thrill of oral incest. 

Despite his massive climax, John's prick was still towering over his loins, 
like a bubbling fountain, cum still spilling from the tip and saliva coating 
the cockshaft. 

Lacy was delighted that Daddy's prick was still stiff. 

And the palomino, too, was rampant ... 

 CHAPTER TEN 

Lacy leaned over her father and lowered her head onto his prick, purring 
happily as she bobbed up and down, sucking the juices from his cockmeat. 

John looked down at her through narrowed eyes, watching her head rise and 
fall and her blonde hair curtain his loins. Having already shot in his older 
daughter's mouth, he was more than willing to feed Lacy some fatherly 
fuck-juice, as well. She certainly seemed to want a load, sucking with 
enthusiasm and sliding down to take every inch of his prick into her mouth, 
her saliva pouring down his cockrod as she pulled up to the cock-knob. 

But then the girl drew her wet lips from his prick and twisted lithely 
around, throwing one knee across and straddling his hips. His cock jutted up 
before her belly. She gazed down over her thrusting tits, seeing how high up 
her torso that long prick extended and imagining how it would feel when it 
was buried inside her pussy. 

The stallion's prick had stuffed her so full that her movements had been 
restricted, and she was really looking forward to going wild on her daddy's 
towering prick. 

She hiked her ass and slipped his cock-lance into her foaming crotch. 
Holding his prick by the hilt, she rubbed the cock-knob around in her cunt 
gash and against her clit, moving her ass and hips sinuously as she poised 
above him. 

John groaned and reached up with both hands, massaging her tits and pulling 
at the stiff tips. His ass was jerking up from the ground, inching his 
cockhead deeper into the girl's smoldering cunt tunnel. 

Thighs rippling, Lacy slowly lowered her fuck-hole down onto her daddy's 
prick. She squatted on him, his long, thick cockshaft buried to the balls. 
Her cuntlips were plastered around the hairy hilt and her clit flared 
against his hard cockrod. Her cunt muscles fluttered and contracted, closing 
around his cock's contours, outlining the man's throbbing cockhead and 
cockshaft as she clamped him tight. 

She held his prick in her cunt and squirmed about, twisting her supple hips 
from side to side, her valentine-shaped ass slowly weaving through a curving 
pattern. 

John bridged, jamming his fat cock upward and holding firmly under her. He 
grimaced with passion as her cunt muscles sucked on his embedded cockmeat, 
working like a soft wringer on his prick. 

Then the teenager began to rise and fall, fucking up and down on his cock 
and lashing her ass and hips in a corkscrewing motion as she whipped her 
pussy onto his piston. 

John humped up to meet her as she descended, stabbing his vibrating prick 
deeply up her cunt hole. His hands slid down from her tits and he gripped 
her by her hipbones, lifting her slim loins, then pulling her back down onto 
his throbbing fucker. 

Lacy moved faster, losing all control as she fell into a furious 
father-fucking tempo. 

Her blonde hair tumbled about and her plump tits bobbled. She whirled like a 
dervish, spinning on his cock. She heaved and pumped and ground her cunt 
onto his cock. She threw one leg out and bounced down on his prick as if she 
were doing a Russian squat dance. 

His prick was drilling her out like a well. Cunt juice poured from her pussy 
as he fucked into her, boring into the depths of her sinkhole and pumping 
the girl-oil out. 

She wailed and moaned, dancing on his fucker like some crazed celebrant at a 
carnal carnival. Her eyes were glazed, her lips drooling. She looked almost 
demented in her desire, losing all control as they ground together like a 
well-greased fucking machine. 

"Unghhh!" she grunted as his prick fucked in, coring her cunt like an apple. 

As she squatted down onto his cockrod, the cheeks of her ass spread open, 
exposing the brown bud of her shit hole. His hairy balls jammed up into her 
crotch, so swollen that they looked like boulders rolling under her ass. 

Honey, crawling towards the palomino, found this a fascinating sight and 
paused for a moment, en route to the horse. Her cunt and clit were blazing 
for prick, but her mouth and tongue were still tingling, as well, and she 
moved up behind Lacy's ass. 

Lowering her face, Honey lapped lovingly at her daddy's bloated balls. As 
Lacy slid up, his fat cockshaft emerged, all drenched with pussy cream. 
Honey tongued up the veined underside of his prick and licked at Lacy's 
unpeeled cuntlips at the top of the stroke. 

Lacy pushed back down and her ass cheeks spread open. Her sister slurped up 
the damp crack and then wedged her lapper into Lacy's tender shit slot, 
wriggling it around in that tangy, tasty brown eye. Her slobber poured down 
and seeped into Lacy's crotch and onto John's balls. 

Honey was tempted to stay where she was, ready to drink her daddy's jism out 
of her sister's fuck-hole after he had shot his wad. But her cunt was 
screaming for attention, hotter and hornier than her mouth. She gave Lacy's 
shit hole a last slurp, ran her lapper over John's balls, then turned away 
with a whimper and moved toward the stallion. 

The palomino came prancing over to meet her. 

The horse lowered his head and Honey knelt upright, stroking his arched neck 
and silken mane as his soft nostrils fluttered and blew a mist of slobber 
onto her shoulder. She stroked his rock-hard cock with her other hand. 

She started to get onto her hands and knees, to get fucked animal fashion, 
as her sister had. But then it occurred to the naughty girl that it might be 
more fun to fuck the stallion face to face-to show the dumb brute how 
naughty the missionary position could be. 

She knew that she would need a support for her ass, so she deftly unbuckled 
the girth of his saddle, hauling it from him and placing it on the ground. 
She slid onto it, sitting sideways and giggling as she wondered how many 
proper lady riders had ever mounted side saddle this way. 

She arched back. Her ass was hiked up on the saddle, her feet were planted 
flat on the ground and her head and shoulders were lowered. Her crotch was 
hiked up at the highest point on her bridged body-and on a level with the 
flaring head of the horse's enormous cock. 

The stallion jammed his muzzle into her groin and snuffled around in her 
foaming cunt slot for a moment. Then he tossed his head up, neighing and 
snorting. 

His prick jolted out, the cock-knob resting on her blonde cunt mound. 

Limber as an acrobat, Honey hooked one knee over the thick stalk of the 
stallion's prick and pulled his cockhead down into her open crotch. The 
horse's cock flared and dribbled into her cunt gash. 

His cock felt so gigantic that Honey would have thought it was too big to go 
in her pussy. But she knew better now, having seen her sister's pliable 
pussy spread out to accommodate the black stallion's equally massive prick. 

Holding him in place with one knee crooked over his cockrod, she began to 
squirm, screwing her cunt slot down against the tip of his fucker. The 
animal humped, haunches heaving. His cockhead began to wedge into Honey's 
pussy. She jerked down to meet him, grunting and gasping. 

Inch by inch, his cock-knob vanished into her creamy pussy. Her cuntlips 
spread out, then snapped closed, clamped around his leathery cock-stalk as 
all of his fat cockhead suddenly slipped up into her cunt hole. 

His prick fucked in deeper, nearly half of his long cockshaft following, 
filling her pussy to the brim. She felt his hot, heavy cockhead bump at the 
end of her fuck-chute, at the very core of her cunt. The brute could go no 
farther. 

Honey slid her hooked thigh off his prickshaft and arched her slender back, 
her ass high on the saddle, her body curved up and supported on his giant 
fucker. 

The stallion held his cock buried for a moment as her cunt walls caressed 
him, the tunnel tightening. Then the beast began to hump in and out, fucking 
Honey across the saddle with long, jolting cock-strokes. 

Honey pumped and jerked, meeting his animal passion with equally raging 
lust. 

Alone and unassisted, Honey had managed to get her fuck-hole stuffed full of 
horse-prick. 

She squirmed about, her whole body shuddering as the stallion poured his 
pounding prick up her pussy. He was fucking her ass off, fucking her silly. 

But she wasn't alone for long ... 

 CHAPTER ELEVEN 

"Gonna cum, baby!" John howled. 

Lacy's pussy was already melting and she slammed down onto her father's 
towering cock, eager for his cum-load. 

John heaved upward and as his cockhead plunged into the depths of her cunt, 
he shot a foaming geyser of jism into her pussy. 

"Ahhhh!" she wailed when she felt that thick paternal cum gush into her. 

She ground down, pulled up and fucked down again, milking his prick as her 
cunt creamed again and again. 

His cum foamed up into her as if she had been squatting over Old Faithful 
when it erupted. 

Ass churning, Lacy pumped her daddy dry. 

She slumped over him, tits heaving. He was panting under her, his eyes 
glazed. His cock started to shrink and soften inside her cunt. 

Then Lacy saw what Honey was up to. 

"Oh, look, Daddy!" she cried. 

John groaned when he saw his other blonde daughter getting fucked in the 
saddle-and his cock lurched and ballooned right back into another thundering 
hard-on. 

But Lacy pulled her pussy off his cock. 

It was time for a family get-together. 

Honey smiled when she saw her sister and her father standing over her, 
watching the stallion's thick cock slide in and out of her fuck-hole. Lacy 
was holding Daddy's cock as they both leaned closer, fascinated by the 
action. 

The horse fucked in again, and Honey's juicy ass slid around in the curve of 
the saddle. Slurping and squishing sounds came from her cunt as the beast's 
massive cock pulled out against the suction of her clinging cunt. 

The horse's gnarled, leathery cock-stalk was sinking half of its formidable 
length up Honey's cunt, his mighty balls swinging in and out at the hilt. 
Her pink pussy lips stretched, pulling out along his colossal cock. 

Honey's face was turned upward and she was running her tongue across her 
parted lips invitingly. 

"Shall I sit on your face, Sis?" Lacy rasped. 

"Ummm," Honey sighed. 

Lacy turned her back to the stallion and stepped across her sister's head. 
She slowly dropped to her knees and settled her cunt onto Honey's face. 
Honey began to lick and suck eagerly. Lacy was using her sister's face for a 
saddle, thighs rippling as she slid up and down as if posting at a trot. Her 
lovely ass was rubbing against Honey's upthrust tits as she mopped Honey's 
face with her blonde cunt muff. 

The stallion nickered and arched his head downward. He began to slurp his 
tongue up the crack of Lacy's ass as that heart-shaped ass ground over 
Honey's tits. His fat lapper dragged up her ass cleavage and laved at her 
asshole. Stallion slobber ran down onto Honey's tits. 

John watched the horse's prick fucking in and out, and his tongue run up 
Lacy's ass with fluid strokes. He leaned down and saw Honey's lips parted 
wide on Lacy's creamy gash as the girl sucked his fuck juice from her 
sister's pussy. 

These were inspirational sights, indeed, and the man's cock bucked 
violently, ready to be dipped into a daughter again. 

Lacy, squatting on Honey's face, opened her mouth and flashed her tongue 
suggestively. With her cunt full of sister-tongue and her asshole full of 
horse-lapper, it seemed a shame to have an empty mouth. 

Her daddy stepped up to her face. 

His cock was as hard as the horn of a saddle. He dipped at the knees and 
slid it up through the girl's cleavage, the cock-knob nestling in the hollow 
of her throat as his swollen balls jammed between her tits. 

Lacy turned her radiant face down, lowering her chin onto her breastbone. As 
her father fucked up through her tit tunnel, she licked his cockhead. 

"Fuck me in the mouth, Daddy," the naughty teenager urged him, her lips 
moving moistly on his slimy cock-knob as she spoke. "Use my mouth for a 
cunt." 

John held her pretty face between his hands and slipped the head of his 
prick into the oval collar of her lips. She sucked greedily, nursing on his 
prick-knob, her cheeks dragging in as she inhaled on that meaty mouthful. 

Ass corkscrewing jerkily, John slung his hips out and fed his prick to his 
daughter's hot maw. Her head tipped back as his prick lodged in her throat. 
He fucked in and out slowly and steadily as she mouthed his prick to the 
root, slobbering onto his swinging balls. 

He grunted as he fucked his cock into her mouth and Lacy gulped on the 
succulent mouthful. As her blonde head rose and fell, her cunt whipped 
around on Honey's upturned face, juicing her tongue and lips. She swallowed 
hungrily, tasting her Daddy's jism blended with her sister's cunt nectar. 

Both pleasured at both ends, the girls were going wild with the rapture of 
it, linked up in this bizarre daisy chain, tongues and clits glowing 
equally. Sister sucked sister as daughter dived on Daddy's cock and the 
palomino pumped his prick in steadily, jolting and jerking those limber 
loins around with his frantic fuck-thrusts. 

The horse slithered his heavy tongue right up into Lacy's trim little shit 
chute, fucking her ass with his lapper. She moaned on her father's cock as 
she felt the stallion's tongue jam deep into her ass guts while she pushed 
her creamy crotch down onto Honey's face. 

Honey was creaming the stallion's gigantic cock. Gasping, she threw both 
legs around his hard cockshaft, clinging to his prick. Her ass screwed down 
as she took his cockhead into her cunt core and melted around his cockmeat 
like a wax candle on a flaming wick. 

Lacy's pussy opened wide, the folds rippling. A wash of girl-cum flooded out 
into Honey's mouth, drenching her heavily. Honey swallowed Lacy's cunt cream 
and spilled more of her own out on the horse's pounding prick. 

"Jizz my mouth, Daddy!" Lacy gurgled, wanting to drink his cum as she 
spilled her own cum out. 

John groaned and fucked his prick into her bobbing face, plunging in 
balls-deep. His balls exploded and Lacy gasped as fuck-juice filled her 
mouth. 

Lacy swallowed joyfully, drinking her father's sweet cum as her pussy 
overflowed into her sister's mouth. John pumped into her mouth and squirted 
jism jets down her gullet, floating her tongue on the flow. His cum spilled 
from her lips and poured down his cockshaft as he drew out, then he slammed 
back into her face and Lacy slurped the overflow back into her greedy mouth 
and gulped it down. 

Then the stallion joined in the coming. 

His massive prick fucked into Honey's pussy and a tidal wave of horse-cum 
hosed her loins, as hot and as thick as mercury as it sloshed and splashed 
into the inner reaches of her pussy. 

She pumped his cockshaft between her knees and thighs, frigging him with her 
legs as her pussy sucked, dragging more horse-cum out with every jerk. The 
stallion flooded Honey's cunt hole, Lacy filled her mouth and their daddy 
kept on pouring his fatherly jism into Lacy's mouth, bonding them together 
in a family flood. 

Drained, the stallion snorted and dragged his spent prick out of Honey's 
pussy. He trotted off, his cock swinging down and dripping. 

Honey continued to churn on the saddle, shaking with orgasmic spasms as she 
sucked off Lacy to the dregs and Lacy milked Daddy dry. 

John staggered back, gasping. 

Lacy slid slowly off Honey's creamy face, her cunt slurping as it pulled 
free from those voracious lips and that flashing tongue. 

She sprawled out belly down in the grass and John sank down beside her, 
panting. 

Honey rolled from the saddle and joined them, and they all clustered 
together affectionately. 

All satisfied for now, each was wondering when they would again get together 
for fun and games, thrilled by all the various aspects of lesbianism, incest 
and bestiality. 

They had learned a lot today. 

And they weren't even surprised when they got home and found Mommy fucking 
with the dog ... 


THE END
