BARNYARD WIFE
By Roberta Andrews


Foreword

Most of us lead two lives – real and fantasy. The housewife imagines herself leading a
life of luxury, surrounded by jewels and furs. The businessman imagines himself away
from the rat race, fishing by a quiet lake. The schoolboy dreams of someday having
wealth and power. And then there are sexual fantasies – wild dreams that we seldom
expect to see come true.
Is it best to repress our secret desires and fantasies, or bring them out in the open and
act upon them? Does their repression lead to sickness, or does their fulfillment bring
shame? No one has yet been able to answer these questions satisfactorily.
In BARNYARD WIFE, we find a young woman who dares to act out her wildest
fantasies, but the consequences of her actions lead to pain and suffering for herself and
those around her.
This story deals with a sexual dilemma that confronts us all, in one form or another.
We cannot pass judgment on this young woman's solution. We can only look at her
actions with an open mind, seeing how one member of society faces her problem.
-The Publisher


Chapter 1

Kenny's pale face showed a mixture of dread and hatred as he was introduced to his
beautiful new stepmother.
"Say hello to your new ma, boy," Jim prompted nervously as Kenny just stood there,
his eyes down and his large hands shaking.
Kenny obediently looked up and stammered, "Howdy do, ma'am." His hostile eyes
could no longer turn away. They were caught by the sight of Lolly's smooth white skin
and corn-yellow hair. Her face looked like fresh milk with peaches. It was so pretty.
He'd never seen a sight like that. Even his pretty young teacher couldn't match the
sight of this girl. His new mother smiled pearly teeth at him, and Kenny felt weak in
his knees.
Lolly grabbed Kenny's trembling hand and stared into his eyes with her own brightblue 
ones. "We're going to be good friends, Kenny. You don't have to call me Ma unless you 
want to. My name's Lolly."
Kenny felt a wave of hatred for this beautiful young creature as he remembered his own
ma and realized that this miniskirted stranger with the long bare legs was going to take
her place. He nodded sullenly and his face hung down again.
"C'mon, boy. Ya kin speak up better'n that. We learned ya yore manners." Jim was
sweating in the hot sun and he was eager to get upstairs and be alone with his new
bride. This young puppy would come around in time.
"Let him alone, Jim. We'll get along," smiled Lolly self-confidently, catching Kenny's sly
glance at her tits. She'd known for the last three years, ever since she'd left high school,
that men and boys all liked her. Whether they liked her or just her big boobs, she
couldn't care less. She and the boy would get along.
Kenny mumbled, "Sure we will, Lolly. I'm glad ta meetcha." His duty done, he ambled
his large frame into the kitchen, as Jim sighed in relief. The first meeting was over,
thank the Lord. That young gal could even charm a rattlesnake.
"I suppose ya'd like to look around the place," he offered reluctantly. His cock was
bothering him something awful, standing up in his brand-new wedding trousers and
feeling like it was gonna pop any second.
"Oh, yes," agreed Lolly, although her first glance at her new home had told her the
place was old and neglected. Well, at least it was her own, and better than that crummy
rooming house she'd been living in while she worked waiting table in Peoria.
Jim took her upstairs first and headed for the big bedroom. He couldn't stand it no
more. It was fucking time, and his little bride would have to take what was coming to
her. Jim smacked his lips in anticipation as he planned the wedding night.
Lolly smiled eagerly when she saw where Jim had led her. He locked the door carefully
and pulled down the shades.
"I know it ain't dark yet, honey, but I just cain't wait no more. You've hung me up by
the heels for two months now, and old Peter's gotta get in now."
He looked at her carefully for a sign of fear or shock. There was none.
Lolly opened up her arms and hugged her new husband. She'd been on real good
behavior since she'd met Jim, and she hadn't been fucked for two months herself, so
she was horny as hell.
They kissed a long time, and Jim cautiously pushed his tongue into his young bride's
mouth. Her response thrilled him to the tips of his toes as she sucked on his tongue
and moved her own tongue inside his lips. Jim felt his cock aching something awful,
and his hard breathing signaled a wild happening soon. His cock was stiff and hard and
ready. Jim began to tear off Lolly's wedding finery – none too careful neither.
Lolly helped with the disrobing, and she seemed as eager as Jim was to get naked and
show herself to her new lord and master. Jim thought his prick would burst when he
got his first look at Lolly's boobs – so high and pretty – just bobbing away as she
moved. He opened his mouth to go after one of them. His whole being yearned for that
nipple in his mouth and his hand cupping the tit.
Lolly crawled naked into his arms and all his fear of the shy virgin was gone. This gal
was hotter'n a pistol. Her cunt was covered with thick yellow hair, and Jim pushed her
roughly down and buried his face in it. The kinky hairs gave him the smell of wild
flowers and new-mown hay, and his cock began to leak. It couldn't stand waiting no
more.
Lolly lay naked on the bed, waiting for him. Her legs were spread apart, and he got a
glimpse of her pink cunt between them. Even lying down, her tits looked high and
inviting. Jim began to suck on one of them, chewing and nibbling on her little pink
nipple. It began to get hard.
Lolly was pulling on his hair and moaning. Her hips were gyrating as he prepared to
mount her. He pushed a stubby finger deep inside her wet cunt, and her groans of
pleasure awakened his lust even more. Jim's swollen prick thrust quickly inside her tiny
hole, pushing deep into her cunt.
His world was spinning around, and his cock was intoxicated with the pussy that was
grabbing at him with educated muscles. He had to shoot it! He had to!
Lolly's screams came with his grunts and groans, and the two of them were howling
like coyotes in the moonlight as the hot cum poured out and mingled inside Lolly's
cunt. Her thick, pouting lips were open with enjoyment, and her long lashes fluttered
on her closed eyes as she quivered and moaned in release and passion.
They slept stuck together, and his cock never had it so good. It was snug inside its
sticky little hole, and Jim sighed when the thing finally shriveled up and fell out. He lay
on his side in a deep sleep, as Lolly licked and petted his damp cock.
He awoke to her sucking on his prick, making little fluttery movements with her tongue
on its head. Her hands were squeezing his balls, and he moaned with anticipation of
the fucking to come.
Her tongue on his cock was driving him up the wall, and then, when it moved down to
his thighs, Jim began to gasp in ecstasy. Lolly's finger was playing with his balls and
then his ass-hole. Jim quivered and his cock stiffened again. He shook with excitement
and his breathing came hard.
Lolly pushed his legs up in the air, and her lively tongue probed near his ass-hole. It
ached to be touched, and when her tongue licked it again, a spurt of cum spouted from
his cock.
Jim held her willing head down as she sucked and licked and pushed her tongue deep
inside his ass-hole. Her fingers played with his cock and his balls, and he gasped as his
prick throbbed and stiffened even more.
Lolly jumped on top of his prick and rode it like a bronco, bucking and groaning in joy.
It was a pleasure to see her, her tits shaking, and her moaning and carrying on like
that. His little filly was no virgin for sure. Jim moaned as her cunt muscles grabbed
hold of his cock and squeezed it hard.
As he came and pumped his jism into her, her wails and screams did something awful
to him, and he just couldn't stop coming. The cum kept gushing out and she was still
going at it like a mad woman, howling and fucking and coming and squeezing.
Jim was soaking with sweat when she finally stopped howling and fucking and got off
of his limp cock. They kissed each other wearily, and then collapsed.
It was nearly dawn when Jim was awakened to a right funny feeling down by his asshole. 
It was little Lolly, licking away to beat the band. He opened his eyes wide in
surprise. Her tongue was really going at it, and his cock was getting ready again. Jim
was amazed at what was happening to him, but he grabbed at her enormous tits and
made a try for it.
What a way to go! What a way to die! This gal was a real fucker, he thought. Most
likely the best fuck he'd ever had. He snickered in joy, trembling from the thrill of her
persistently lapping tongue on his sensitive ass-hole.
She licked away at his ass-hole until his guts were aching and his cock was as stiff as a
fence pole.
"I never thought you'd get it up again, you little hellion!"
She was too busy sucking on his balls to answer him. The tingling feeling in his cock
had spread to his balls now, and he knew his cock was ready to blow soon.
"Take it, girl! Take it!" he ordered frantically.
She was on her knees, and her little red mouth was sucking tightly on his cock when he
came. The feeling started down in his toes, and he erupted again and again in her
mouth as her busy tongue licked and lapped and she swallowed all of his hot cum
down.
"Ya like the taste of my cum?" he asked her, amazed.
"Yeah, Jimmy. I'll drink down all you can pump up for me," Lolly said softly, pushing
his ass-hole with her tiny finger and rubbing his balls with her other hand.
"Take it! Take it in your mouth again!" he shouted as his cock dribbled out a few more
drops for his horny little bride.


Chapter 2

Kenny lay on his narrow bed, concentrating hard on the noises he couldn't help
hearing through the thin wall. They'd been real loud earlier that night, and now the
two of them were at it again.
The bouncing of his father's bed had been enough to keep him awake, but every moan,
every word and every scream had come through the wall for him to hear.
Kenny squirmed nervously, and he squeezed his long legs together and tried to get
some relief. The aching need in his balls was not anything new. He'd felt this yearning
for more than six months now. But something new had started tonight as he made
mental pictures to match the fucking sounds from the next room.
Now the aching took over the entire bottom half of his body. His gut and his legs and
his prick and his balls were one giant ache. His cock was so big and stiff that he got
even more excited by looking at it. He'd never seen his own cock so red and swollen
before.
Kenny had had long talks with his buddy down the road about this. Len had told him
just what to do when he got a real bad hard-on. Kenny sighed and proceeded to follow
his friend's instructions.
He pushed off the blanket, as the excitement had made him very warm. He placed his
large right hand on the shaft of his cock near the head. His left hand circled the cock
below it, rubbing a bit on his balls. Kenny began to rub and caress his prick. He moved
his hands swiftly, just like Len had told him to. He even thought about a naked girl,
just like he was told to. But he didn't really need to think about that, with naked Lolly
one wall away, fucking away with his pa. The sound effects were better than anything
he could dream up. The naked girl in his mind's eye was Lolly, slim and beautiful with
her big tits and her yellow hair. His mouth opened, craving to suck on one of her tits.
Kenny's tired hands kept beating on his cock, and it got harder and bigger. The aching
was killing him. He listened to the mingled moans from the next bedroom, and he
thrashed from side to side on his bed, his cock swollen and throbbing.
Len was wrong. Nothing more happened. There was no cum pouring out, and no thrill.
Not even any relief. His cock was erect and swollen, but no cum came out of it. The
damn thing had to have some help!
Kenny tiptoed out of his room, fastening his pajama bottoms around the protruding
cock as he walked. There was no way that he could hide that!
The noises were still coming at him from his pa's room as he stepped into the hall.
Now it was his pa shouting, "Take it in your mouth again!" and the noises of the old
bedsprings left no doubt about what they were doing.
The image of his pa's cock in Lolly's little red mouth made his protruding prick ooze a
little bit. Kenny stopped walking and rubbed his cock again like Len had said. But
nothing happened, except his hand got wet and his pecker got redder. It wouldn't go
down, and the aching wouldn't stop.
Nervous and frightened, Kenny tiptoed down the stairs and went out the back door
toward the barn. His pal, Len, had given him some other advice too. When Len had
told him to do this other thing if he couldn't make himself come, Kenny had felt a little
bit sick to his stomach at the thought of it.
But it was funny. Now, it didn't seem so bad. The prospect of relief for his prick was so
good and so necessary, that all he could think of was getting there fast – getting some
help real fast!
The barn door creaked, but Kenny didn't worry none. His pa was mighty busy there
with Lolly sucking away at his cock. Even the pale dawn light didn't worry Kenny. He
knew Pa wouldn't start the chores for a while yet. No. Not with that happening to him.
As Kenny walked through the barn, the hay tickling his bare feet, he kept imagining
what it would feel like to have Lolly's mouth around his throbbing cock.
He walked past the cows and they stirred restlessly and swished their tails. Kenny felt
guilty at making them wait for milking once they'd seen him. Maybe their swollen
udders felt just like his prick. But it wasn't really dawn yet, and he needed relief. He
had to have it!
The smell of sheep hit his nostrils, and for a moment, Kenny was tempted to back out.
He'd gone nearly a week now without a bath, and his shorts smelled pretty gamy, but
they weren't nothing like the stink of this sheep he was staring at.
She stood there calmly, not taking any real notice of him. Kenny had seen all of the
animals fucking at one time or another, and he hadn't paid them no mind. But now, he
remembered how the ram had stood on his back legs and rested his front legs on the
female's back. He had watched the in-and-out movement of the male's cock as he
fucked her. But, in those days, his own cock hadn't bothered him none, and he had
quickly forgotten the sight of them.
Now Kenny had to brace himself to follow Len's directions. Len had told him to imitate
the ram and come at the female from the rear, holding onto her back with his arms and
shoving his cock inside her cunt. Len had told him how good it felt. "She'll let ya do
anything ya want," he'd told Kenny.
Well, it was now or never. He'd never needed anything so bad. Kenny gritted his teeth
and pulled off his pajama bottoms. His white legs looked small compared to the
enormous swollen prick. He shivered a bit from nervousness. Would it hurt?
Kenny walked slowly up behind the sheep, careful not to startle her. He patted her
curly back and tried to get used to the smell up close. It was real bad, but after
shoveling manure many a day, Kenny figured he could stand this for a while.
His hand was greasy from where he'd patted the sheep's back. Kenny rubbed the grease
on the tip of his cock. He figured it might slide into her cunt a little easier.
There was gonna be no more stalling. In it must go. Kenny held his breath and touched
the large brown hole he was about to enter. It felt wet and warm to his finger, and he
began to get real excited.
He was so hot he almost forgot where he was and what he was about to do. All he
knew was the need of putting his cock inside of that hole. Kenny looked down at his
prick and then he carefully placed it near the sheep's cunt. The warmth of the pussy
opening drew him into it. He yearned for the welcoming clasp of the hole around his
aching cock.
Kenny guided the tip of his prick in as he leaned over her back and grabbed a firm hold
with his arms. The feeling of part of himself sliding into the wet warmth of the animal's
cunt was an ecstasy he could never have imagined. The hole was tight around his dick,
and he felt all kinds of beautiful tingling things happening to his cock as he gently
shoved the entire length of it deep inside the sheep's body. She made funny little noises,
but he was only dimly aware of them. All his senses were turned in toward his prick,
which had taken over his consciousness. His eyes were shut, and he was beginning to
see little flashes of light as he moved his cock out slowly and then shoved it in.
Something wild and new was happening inside his body. He was tightened up, ready to
explode, and his breath came in short gasps as the lights flashed on and off in colored
streaks. For a moment, Kenny had to grasp even harder on the sheep's greasy back as
he almost fainted with joy.
The tingling started in his balls and crept up through the entire length of his throbbing
cock, and he began to pump cum deep inside the sheep's body. He felt waves of release
as he tingled and shook and groaned with pleasure.
Kenny stood there in awe, trying to remember the feeling of it, but it was over. It was
over so fast. He tried to keep his cock inside her, but the enormous hard-on was gone.
A limp little thing flopped wetly out, and he sank down on the hay, trying to relive
every second of it.
The sun was higher, so he must have slept for a while. Kenny peered out of the barn at
the house, but nothing was stirring. He remembered what he had just done and how
good it had felt. At the memory of it, his cock swelled up a little bit, and Kenny
squirmed lustfully in aching anticipation of the next fucking.
He moved back to the sheep and patted her. She made little low noises, but nothing
else happened. Kenny moved his finger inside her cunt hole to see what it felt like. It
was warm and very gooey. He felt his own jism way deep inside it, and he shivered with
lust.
Kenny mounted the female again. This time he was able to push the prick inside easily,
and it slid way in as his whole body tightened up. The smell of the animal heightened
his passion as he rode her. He fucked deeply in and out, feeling his prick way inside
her, making slishing sliding noises in her wet cunt.
He lasted much longer this time before the tightness came over him. Now he knew
what was going to happen to him, and he swelled up even more at the thought of it.
When he finally let go, a loud moan escaped him, and he felt a peace he'd never had
before. It settled over him even while his cum pumped and pumped into the female
sheep's cunt.
Kenny was so happy and so weary that he clung to her back until his cock fell out.
Then he put on his pajama pants and crawled a long distance away from her, over near
the cow's stall. He didn't want anyone to catch him near that sheep. No sir. This was
too good to ever stop, and he wasn't going to be caught – no sir. He planned the
afternoon's fucking as he drifted happily off to sleep.


Chapter 3

It was hard for Lolly to believe that they'd been married two months already – the time
had gone by so fast.
She was much happier than she'd ever dreamed she'd be. Lolly had expected Jim to be a
good provider. She knew she'd have a nice home and plenty to eat. What she'd never
dreamed of was that she'd get such real good fucking.
Her cunt was still full of cum from last night's fucking, and she contentedly felt it drip
down her thigh. She sighed at the thought of getting up early and making a big
breakfast, but the sun was up and she was getting herself ready to do it.
She felt a warm hand on her ass, and she happily turned to Jim. If he could go one
more, she sure could. Lolly spread her legs apart and welcomed his probing finger
inside her cunt. She squeezed her thighs together and trapped his finger deep inside her
pussy.
Jim sucked hard on her stiffening nipples and he chewed on each tit in turn, getting
wilder and more excited as he did it. He thrashed around the bed, his large cock
bumping into her thighs.
"Suck it! Suck it!"
Lolly kneeled and began to suck on his cock, enjoying the feel of it as it went down her
throat. It was so big and stiff. She lapped at it with her tongue.
"Turn over," Jim ordered.
She moved quickly and spread her legs, ready to receive his cock inside her cunt.
Jim moved it inside her hole for a brief second, lubricating it inside the juicy opening.
Then he pulled his prick out and battered it against her tight ass-hole. It didn't go in.
She was moaning and telling him to stop, but he didn't pay her no mind. He just kept
ramming his pecker at that little hole.
Suddenly it pushed in a little way, and she was hollering something awful, so he
stopped for a while.
"Jesus Christ, Jimmy! Stop! It hurts! Damn you!" she wailed.
"Aw, c'mon, babe. Come on!" he begged, pulling his cock out.
"Well, go slow then."
"I will, baby. Just you wait and see," he said softly.
He rested his stiff pecker against her ass-hole, and then he wiggled it against the tight
opening.
Lolly was stiff and tense with worry.
"I ain't gonna hurt you none," Jim comforted her.
"You already did. Put some grease on it," Lolly begged.
Jim groaned and got up to get some Vaseline.
Then he greased up her ass-hole and his cock. He tossed the jar on the floor and got
into position to enter her.
He pushed his prick in a little way and waited until she stopped moaning. He moved it
in a little more. She groaned and squirmed and tried to push him away.
"Just a little bit more, baby, and you'll love it. Just wait and see." She groaned in
answer.
He slid his cock in a bit more and she gripped his shoulders now instead of pushing on
them.
"Mmmmmm," she murmured as his big cock slid deep inside her ass-hole.
"Mmmmmmmm..."
"I knew you'd like it, honey," Jim whispered as he fucked in and out. "Ain't this great?"
"Mmmmmm..."
He fucked her ass-hole for a long time, and then they were both moaning. Lolly's nails
were digging into him as he fucked her. Her moans were almost smothered by her face
on the sheet, but they were happy moans now as her hips gyrated and then stiffened.
"I'm coming. I'm coming! Ahhhhh!" Lolly cried out.
"Uh-h-h! Oh, my God! Oh! Ummmmm!" Jim moaned as he came in a torrent inside
her tight, hot ass.
They held together for a long while in blissful release.
"I'm going to get up and make us a big breakfast. It's late," said Lolly as he pulled his
prick out of her clutching ass-hole.
"And then we'll come back to bed for a repeat," Jim said, smiling.
"Oh, no. You got work to do, and it'll keep till tonight."
"We could still do more tonight."
"Greedy thing," she said as she kissed him and fled to the bathroom.
"I'm late for all my chores," he said suddenly.
"That's what I just said," Lolly answered, laughing. "I'll hurry."

* * *

Lolly hadn't even put the last breakfast dish away when she heard the yells. It was Jim
hollering in pain!
Then she saw Kenny, his face white as a sheet, running for the phone. There was no
time to even ask him what had happened.
"Send an ambulance quick! Real quick! Hanson. Route twenty-eight near Mills Road.
Quick! My pa hurt his leg real bad. I think it's broke, and he's bleeding a lot!"
"Oh, no!" murmured Lolly weakly as she sank into a chair.
Kenny hung up the phone and stared at her, afraid she was fainting.
"You O.K.? " he asked.
"Sure. Let's go. Where is he?"
"In the bam. I'll get a blanket. We can't move him."
"What can we do for him?" she asked.
"Well, we'll cover him up, and I'll bring down the bottle of com liquor. That'll help the
pain for a spell."
"Gee, you're smart, Kenny," admired Lolly, patting his arm.
Kenny stared at her hungrily. "Thanks, Lolly. I better get a move on." He ran for the
liquor while she got the blanket. Then they hurried to the barn to Jim.
He lay there by the ladder, his leg bent under him real funny. Kenny applied pressure
to stop the bleeding near Jim's cuts. Lolly held Jim's hand and tried to comfort him.
The ambulance came in about ten minutes, but it sure seemed like a long time.

* * *

Two weeks later, Jim was back home, his right leg in a cast. He wasn't allowed to come
downstairs now that they'd carried him up there, so he was pretty grouchy.
Kenny answered the knock on the door. It was someone about a job. He led a tall, thin
man upstairs to see his pa.
About a half-hour later, Jim called Kenny upstairs to meet Sam, the new hand he'd just
hired to help with the harvest and all the chores. Sam shook Kenny's hand and went
downstairs with him.
"I'll show you around the barn next, Sam. But first, I want ya to meet Lolly. She's my
stepmother," explained Kenny.
Sam's eyes widened when a flushed young girl came out of the kitchen. He gaped at
Lolly's lovely red face and ample curves, not at all hidden by her tiny apron.
"You say this is your stepmother?" Sam said softly. "She looks like your sister. Gee, I
sure wish she was your sister. Glad to meetcha, miss."
"Howdy do," answered Lolly, looking him over carefully. There was something about
him she didn't like, even though she sure was hungry for a man. It had been a real long
time since she'd had a fucking – over two weeks. But, this man she didn't take to. And
neither did Kenny, judging by the looks that Kenny was giving the fellow.
"We got a lot to see," reminded Kenny as he nudged the man. Sam stood there as if in
a hypnotic trance, lusting after the girl as she flounced back to her kitchen. Sam sighed
and followed Kenny out to the barn.

* * *

The next morning, while Kenny milked the cows, Sam ate his breakfast and watched
Lolly's body as she bent over the stove and moved quickly from stove to table. His
mouth was slightly open, and he was breathing hard.
Lolly was well aware of his stares and of his horniness. She'd had plenty of that when
she'd waited table. She braced herself for his offer, as she knew it had to come soon.
Her body ached for sex, and she toyed with the notion of fucking with Sam for a while.
But his shifty look turned her off, and she was going to try real hard to be a good wife
to Jim.
But she didn't know how long she could wait. Lolly was mighty horny, and the stares of
this man, even though she didn't like him, were beginning to get her hot. And here she
didn't even want him. She wanted her Jimmy. Poor grouchy Jimmy upstairs wouldn't
be able to fuck for a while. Lolly sighed.
It happened when she brought the pancakes to the table. Sam reached for her and
grabbed her around the waist.
"I want you real bad, Lolly," Sam begged. "Will you meet me outside this afternoon?
Down by the tool shed?"
"No, I won't, and don't you grab onto me no more. Ya hear?"
"I wanta kiss you all over, girl. I need to fuck you real bad." Sam's hand was petting her
tit as she pulled away.
Lolly felt a familiar ache inside her cunt. "No! Damn you!" she shouted as she ran out
of the kitchen.


Chapter 4

Kenny watched Lolly as she bent over the chicken-feed bin. Every line of her full ass
cheeks showed through her sheer, clinging dress. He longed to hold her ripe ass and
squeeze it. Kenny needed to put his hand in between – to seek out the moist little cunt
he yearned for.
He sighed and turned away before she caught him. Kenny was real ashamed to be
lusting so for his stepmother. He hated himself for it, but that didn't stop him none. He
felt his prick standing ready – stiff and swollen and wanting. It was like that most
nearly all the time now.
His eyes traveled to Lolly's big tits. They moved so wonderful when she bent over. His
breath came fast in short, excited pants.
As Lolly stood up and stretched her weary arms, she caught the boy gaping again. She
was so horny herself now that she was no longer annoyed by his drooling. One more
day and she'd probably grab him, she thought desperately, conscious of her aching
pussy, even through her fatigue.
Lolly and Kenny had been working awful hard trying to make up for Jim's absence.
Sam had been a great help, of course, but he didn't work the long hours that Jim had.
So, Lolly and Kenny were both worn out from the constant chores. Lolly was real
grateful to be so tired, or else she'd have climbed the walls for wanting a good fucking.
She laughed to herself and stared the boy down. He turned away.
"What you hanging around for, Kenny?" Lolly teased.
"Aw, nothing," Kenny said as he blushed and hung his head.
"Are you all done with the milking, Kenny?"
"Yeah." He lifted his head again so he could watch her tits some more. They sure
bobbed up and down awful pretty.
"I've got some ham hocks simmering on the stove. Will you shut off the gas for me? I'll
be in to serve dinner as soon as I get done with these chickens."
"O.K." Kenny tore his eyes from the magnificent body and shuffled off toward the
farmhouse.
"Oh, Kenny. Bring the newspaper up to your pa. He's probably stewing up there for
wanting it."
"Yeah." Kenny sighed and tried to walk away natural-like. It was mighty difficult to do
with a giant hard-on. But he sort of walked around his prick, dreaming nice dreams all
the way to the mailbox.
As he picked up the paper, his aching cock was killing him. He made big plans for his
afternoon's fucking, all the while yearning for what he really wanted. He craved Lolly
so bad that he couldn't hardly get his mind off her.
He made secret plans to try to spy on her undressing through the bedroom keyhole.
There wasn't no key in the door to her room any more, so he figured there'd be a good
view.
Oh, God! If he saw her naked it would just about kill him! He shook with lust and
excitement.

* * *

Jim took the newspaper sullenly and glowered at his son. He was mad at anyone who
could walk.
"Where's Lolly?" Jim demanded.
"Down by the chicken house, Pa. She's fixing to come in soon to serve up dinner,"
Kenny answered.
"What we having?" Jim asked dully. "A fine thing. My meals is the only thing I got to
look forward to now."
"Aw, Pa. You'll be all right soon. Cheer up. I'll put the TV on for you. It'll take your
mind off things."
"Naw. I'll read the paper some. What the hell is she doing all the time? She ain't been
up here since breakfast time," Jim complained grouchily.
"There's a lot of chores, Pa," Kenny reminded his father.
"Yeah, I reckon," sighed Jim. "Does she complain?" he asked suspiciously.
"Naw. She's O.K. See ya, Pa." Kenny walked slowly down the stairs, eager to get to his
afternoon's fucking.

* * *

Lolly leaned over Kenny as she dished up his dinner.
He almost swooned from her scent and from the sight of her pretty tits hanging down
and bouncing, and the deep crack in between the two white globes.
"Will ya help me with the calves after dinner?" she asked softly, noticing his eyes on
her tits.
"Sure, Lolly," Kenny answered, trying to stop staring down her blouse. He began to
worry how he was going to get Lolly away from the barn so he could fuck the sheep.
His prick was throbbing and aching, and he felt like one great big swollen cock.
Somehow, Kenny got through dinner, and he waited in the barn for Lolly to get there.
He knew she was up in Pa's room giving him his dinner and washing him up some.
Restlessly, he stared at the calves and wondered about fucking one of them. He was so
horny that his hands shook. Kenny came near to one calf and examined her cunt up
close. It looked smaller than the sheep's hole, and he began to dream about how his
cock would feel forcing its way deep inside her. He daydreamed about the feeling with
his eyes closed. But all he really wanted was Lolly. His dream went on to have him
pushing his cock inside Lolly's pussy, past the yellow hair, and deep and tight inside
her cunt.
His prick was throbbing and even dripping some. The ache was something awful, and
even his balls were killing him. They were big and hard, all ready to drop a load.
Kenny stirred and opened his eyes. He was still alone with the calves and with his stiff
prick. He sighed and yearned some more for Lolly's pussy, all the while staring at the
calf's cunt, waiting there for him to fuck it.
He decided not to experiment with the calf right now. He'd go back to the sheep and
just stick it in and get relieved. No experiments just yet, because he couldn't wait no
more. Oh, where was she? he wondered anxiously.
He felt his cock through his jeans, almost busting through it was so swollen and hard.
Lolly finally walked in, looking tired and grouchy.
"Hi. Let's get this over with," she said wearily. "Clean out this stall and fork in some
fresh hay. I'll clean out the feed trough and fill it."
They worked quietly until the chores were done, and Kenny was aware of her fresh
warm body every second.
When she finally left him, he was sorry to see her boobs and her ass go. It had been so
great watching them move as she worked.
He was alone with the animals, and it was fucking time at last. Kenny patted his cock
in anticipation.
The sheep ignored him as he came into her stall, but that didn't bother him none.
Kenny unzipped his fly and freed his captive prick. It bounced up joyful and free
through his shorts. He threw his jeans down on the hay and quietly walked up to his
sex partner.
Kenny stroked the sheep and felt the familiar greasy back. His oily fingers moved to her
cunt, and he pushed them gently inside the brown opening and probed deeply.
Her hole was warm and moist, and Kenny finger-fucked the animal for a long while,
pretending it was Lolly's cunt he was playing with. The animal made little low noises as
he finger-fucked her. His finger was so warm and wet.
"Now I'm going to shove it to you, baby," he crooned to the sheep.
Kenny rubbed his wet, greasy fingers on his stiff cock, oiling it as he moved it to the
sheep's cunt.
He slowly entered her hole, gasping with pleasure at the warm, familiar feel of it. His
cock thrust deep inside her, moving in almost as far as it could go.
Kenny pulled the prick back and enjoyed the throbbing, aching tension of it as he
pushed it back deep inside.
His cock was swelling up even bigger, and it felt almost tight within its warm hole. He
fucked on slowly, trying to prolong the pleasure.
"I'm going to fuck you and fuck you, and drop a whole load of cum deep inside you,
little sheep," he crooned to the animal.
Her odor was strong, but he smelled it as though it were at a distance. Kenny felt
nothing but the warmth and tightness of his moving cock, pushing in and pulling out
of her cunt.
"Oh, God. I'm going to come!" he shouted. "I can't wait no more! I'm going to come!"
He twitched and ached, gasping for breath.
The sheep made little noises as he fucked.
Kenny's hands grasped the tight curls on her back as his cock made one more deep
thrust inside the sheep's body.
His cock was ready to explode, and he felt the aching thrill as lights began to explode
behind his closed eyes.
His cock had a will of its own. It fucked and dripped and made a movement out as the
passion began to take him over the edge.
He shoved it deep within the sheep's cunt with a groaning cry of pleasure and release.
"Oh! Ah-h-h! I'm coming!" he announced to the animal, as if she cared. "I'm coming!
Oh! M-m-m-m-m-n. Ugh! Ugh!"
His cock throbbed as the cum spurted out of it, deep within the animal's cunt. Kenny
dug his nails into her wool as he pushed his cock deeper inside her, and the jism still
flooded out of his cock.
"Oh-oh my God! Uh-h-h!" Kenny felt his prick getting smaller and smaller as the cum
gushed out. Jism was leaking down the animal's ass and down her rear legs.
Kenny grunted and slowly pulled his limp prick out. He was content and weary. He
pulled on his shorts and pants and zipped up his jeans. Then he curled up on the hay
and went to sleep.

* * *

Kenny dreamed he was fucking Lolly, and he was just putting his thick prick inside her
cunt when he woke up. He needed her so badly. He stretched and stood up, brushing
the hay off his jeans. The front of his jeans was protruding with a gigantic hard-on, and
there was no Lolly.
Kenny groaned with disgust. There was only the sheep. "Aw, shucks. What a letdown
after that super dream." It had to be a dream. He was alone with his stiff cock and the
animals.
With a deep sigh, Kenny unzipped his jeans. "Well, any hole's better'n none." The
animal was so familiar to him now that he was becoming right fond of her. Nothing
else had ever made his cock feel so good. Nothing.
Kenny was overwhelmed suddenly by his feelings of gratitude toward the sheep. He
came up close behind her and petted her on the ass. The warm feel of her wool and her
musky odor invaded his senses and began to excite him even more. His breath came
hard and he had strange yearnings to touch the sheep all over and to lick her way
inside.
Kenny felt ashamed of all the things he lusted to do to her. He stood there shame-faced,
his pants open and his prick standing erect, trying to make up his mind what to do to
the animal.
She stirred and made low noises, and even these excited Kenny. He longed to put his
finger inside her cunt, so he massaged her greasy back, caressed the rough wool, getting
his fingers full of oil.
His slippery forefinger was eager to get to its destination. As Kenny gently rubbed the
outside edge of her brown cunt, he mused about what it would feel like to lick it. His
tongue was aching to try it, but he was repelled by the idea.
The finger slipped inside the warm hole and slid upward. It felt so wet and good. His
finger ached as though it were a prick. His whole body ached with desire, and he
became a giant prick, all ache and need.
"Oh Jesus! I need it bad again," Kenny panted, as he fucked higher and higher inside
the sheep's cunt.
He felt soft little warm bumps inside, and he pressed against them with his finger-prick.
As he fucked, the aching took him over and he couldn't stand it any more. He had to
rub her body with his cock.
Kenny stood close to the sheep and rubbed his prick against her ass as he fucked her
with his finger. The wool felt good against his prick, and the more he rubbed, the more
he wanted to rub.
He hated to stop the good feeling of his finger-prick as it was fucking her good and
hard. Kenny moved his cock even closer to her cunt, wanting to get in and hating for
his finger to leave.
His prick was dripping and hurting something awful as it pushed against the sheep's
body.
Kenny felt his prick sliding in somewhere, and sure enough, it had gone in a hole. He
almost jumped with surprise and excitement. He hadn't seen that other hole, and sure
enough, here he had his cock inside it. It must be her ass-hole, for God's sake. Kenny
almost laughed, except he was too busy feeling the tightness of her ass-hole around his
cock. It was the tightest he'd ever felt around his cock, and it sure was good!
He almost swooned from the tight pressure around his prick. It was too much for him!
He pulled his finger out of her cunt, and he gave himself up to the fucking. Kenny
pushed his cock in deep, and he hadn't fucked in and out more than three times before
the whole world was set on fire!
He saw streaks of lightning and all kinds of explosions as his cock exploded too – right
there deep inside that sheep's ass-hole! Kenny felt his prick spurting and spouting and
coming, and the aching need didn't stop. It kept wanting more and pushing more and
fucking her deep and hard, wanting more.
Kenny fucked that sheep for a long time, as the cum spurted out and the sparks still
flew. He was almost faint from the excitement of it, and the spurting made the desire
even more, so he fucked still more.
When he carefully took his sore prick out of the sheep's ass-hole, it was still hard. It
was red and sore, but hard as a rock from the thrill of it all. And the cum was still
dripping from its tip.
He was tired, but still horny as ever. So, Kenny carefully moved his red prick into the
sheep's cunt.
He caressed her tight little ass-hole with his finger, still marveling that his big, swollen
cock had fitted inside there. He was so grateful to that narrow little ass-hole. It had
squeezed him real tight and good.
Kenny was getting all worked up again as he felt his prick slide into the warmth of the
sheep's cunt. He petted her ass-hole and moved his finger carefully inside it, past the
tight opening and deep inside her.
He fucked her cunt with his prick and her ass-hole with his finger. It was sort of an odd
position, and Kenny was real tired. He was panting and fucking, not wanting to let
either his cock or his finger out of its hole.
Finally, as the prick began to swell and pound away, he moved his finger out and
grabbed the sheep's back to fuck her deeper and harder.
The smells from her body and from his finger drove him wild. They were bad – real
bad. And yet, they excited him! Kenny drove hard inside her, fucking away and
building up a head of steam. The pressure was building and climbing, and he was close
to exploding again!
Kenny began to moan and wail with the pleasure of it. The need overtook him, and he
clawed at her back, and the prick became the boy and he was all prick – pounding
away at the sheep's cunt.
Kenny came with a giant spurt that made him lose his breath – it was so big and so
wonderful. As the climax came he shut his eyes and gave himself up to the yellow lights
– just like Lolly's yellow hair.
And, as he pulled out his limp, sore little prick, it was Lolly's cunt he was pulling it out
of in his mind.
He curled up on the hay, his prick still hanging out, and took himself a little nap.
Kenny drifted off to sleep, trying to pretend that it was Lolly he had just fucked.
He remembered the squeezing of his prick and the explosion of his come, and he
sighed with happiness and weariness. Oh, Lolly!
But, as tired as he was, before Kenny dropped off to sleep, he had to chuckle some.
Little Lolly sure couldn't smell that bad.


Chapter 5

Kenny had sure been down at the barn for a long spell. Lolly was getting mighty tired
of waiting for him. She had all these preserves to seal, and he'd promised to help her.
She brushed her long hair and then waited for him down by the back verandah. That
boy could sure waste time, and here they had all these extra chores to do.
Lolly noticed Sam leering at her from down by the tool shed. He had a way of staring
her down that was downright insulting. She hated his look and his narrow little eyes
that told her he knew how horny she was. She resented those eyes telling her that she
was going to get fucked by him.
Especially when she needed it so. Lolly squeezed her thighs together to stop the need,
but the rubbing just made it ache more inside her cunt. She needed Jim, and the poor
man was nowhere near able to fuck her yet. All he could do now was limp to the
bathroom on his crutches to piss. The rest of the time he watched TV or picked on her
and the boy. He sure had turned into one hell of a grouch.
Lolly had a sudden inspiration. She would surprise Jim tonight and give him a blow
job. She hadn't given him one since he'd broken his leg. But now she was really going
to suck his cock good. She felt sort of guilty that she hadn't thought of it before this.
Yet, he'd been too sick before, and then he was so grouchy that she'd kinda avoided
him some.
Served him right.
Lolly smiled to herself at the prospect of having sex with Jim. Then she remembered
that he wouldn't be able to fuck her. Would she be able to come just sucking his cock?
She never had yet. Lolly squirmed with the anticipation of any kind of sex, so she
decided that she'd do it anyway. Poor thinglying up there all alone day and night. She
couldn't even sleep with him any more, because he was afraid she'd bump his sore leg.
Lolly sighed. "I'll probably get all fired up for nothing tonight. And I'm too damned hot
already."
She stared down at the barn, suddenly very restless and nervous about finishing the
canning. "Where is that boy? I'll bet he's sleeping in the hay instead of feeding the
animals."
She flounced down the steps, determined to rush him up. Lolly waved a casual hand at
Sam as she passed him by the tool shed. Then she hurried on, eager to get away from
his burning eyes.
Her eyes didn't work too good when she came from the bright sun into the dark barn.
At first, she didn't see anything.
But then, when Lolly's eyes did begin to work, she couldn't believe what she was seeing
with them! She moved in closer to make sure, and she tiptoed quietly past the calves.
There she stood in the dark stall, watching a sight she couldn't believe was there!
Kenny was standing near a sheep with his pants open, and his bare cock was sticking
out, big and stiff! He was rubbing the back of the sheep with his forefinger, staring hard
at her cunt hole. Lolly just couldn't believe her eyes! She stood there staring in disgust
and fascination, wanting to leave and yet held there by the spectacle.
She watched as Kenny moved his finger slowly into the sheep's cunt. His face had a
dreamy look on it. At first it had a rapturous smile, but as he fucked his finger in and
out, he frowned in concentration and looked real tense and excited. Kenny began to
pant as he fucked the sheep, and his face looked like he was in some kind of pain.
Lolly stood there, her mouth open in shock. Her cunt was aching her something bad,
and even this sight didn't stop it. In fact, it was making it worse! As the boy finger
fucked the sheep, Lolly got cramps near her pussy and a terrible aching need.
Then Kenny took his big prick and began to rub the sheep's body with it! He was still
fucking her with his finger, but he was also rubbing his cock against her ass. His face
had a dreamy smile on it again.
Now he was pushing his cock back and forth against the sheep's body. He was shoving
it in somewhere. Lolly couldn't tell where. Then he pulled his finger out and all she
could see was his body slamming back and forth behind the sheep's ass. She couldn't
see his prick any more, so he must be shoving it inside the sheep!
He was fucking back and forth, and Lolly felt weak in the knees. She'd never seen
nobody fucking. Least of all, fucking a sheep! It was sort of exciting in a sickening way.
She squirmed and wiggled and tried not to make any noise, but she needed a fucking so
bad! No need to worry much about the boy hearing her. Not with all the moaning
noises he was making as he fucked.
The fucking was a sight to see! Kenny's bare ass moved in and out near the sheep's ass.
And then something happened. With his prick still inside the sheep's body, Kenny put
his head down for a minute on her curly back.
"He must've come! Sure! That's what happened!" Lolly squeezed her perspiring thighs
together and sighed desperately. "Jesus! I need a fucking bad!"
The boy was still fucking the sheep, even after he came. He didn't pull his cock out.
That fucking was going on forever. His face had a happy grin on it as though he were
still coming, and he was breathing hard.
Lolly put her hand down by her aching cunt and tried to rub her clit. God, she was hot
and ready.
The weary boy was slowly pulling his prick out, like it was sore or something. No
wonder – after fucking so long.
Lolly marveled that the cock was still stiff, after coming so long. It was smaller, but
hard and erect. She stared at the boy's cock, wanting it – wanting it bad! She could see
its glistening tip, with the cum running down the shaft.
Lolly moistened her yearning lips, and she stood there quietly, squeezing her cunt
together and lusting for the boy.
She prepared to hide in the corner, now that Kenny was done fucking. But, as she
moved to hide, she was surprised to see Kenny push his red little prick into the sheep
again. She didn't know exactly where, but it was gone.
The boy was rubbing the sheep's ass with his finger again, while he fucked with his
cock. He was sort of bent over. Then he pulled his finger out and he grabbed onto the
sheep's wooly back.
Kenny was really shoving it to her now. He was fucking her real hard, in-out-in-out. It
was going on and on, and Lolly ached with desire for the boy. She felt her cunt
dripping, and the juice was rolling down her thigh.
Kenny was wailing and moaning now, and he was carrying on something awful. Lolly
clutched at the wall in an agony of lust as she watched. The boy was clawing at the
sheep's back all the while he was fucking away behind her. The noises he made were
wild – real wild! And they did something to Lolly. Her knees were buckling under her.
She felt weak, and she wanted to lie right back and have Kenny shove his cock into her
cunt. She needed it real bad – right now. Oh, Jesus!
He must have come again. Oh, Lord! Kenny shut his eyes and gave a funny high little
cry like a baby. Lolly tried to pretend that his load of jism had just shot inside her own
cunt, and she was panting and weeping in need.
Kenny was just clinging to that damn animal and enjoying the cum spurting out of his
cock, his eyes shut and his face real happy.
Lolly watched breathlessly as Kenny slowly pulled his teeny little prick out of that lousy
sheep. She hated the animal. She wanted to kill the damn thing!
The boy curled up on the hay. His little cock was dangling there, all happy and content.
The sweetheart. Lolly wanted to run to him and cuddle up with him. He slept there, a
satisfied smile on his sweet face.
When she was sure he was asleep, Lolly tiptoed back through the calves' stalls. Her wet
thighs stuck together, and she was hot and sweaty. But, worst of all, Lolly was in heat.
There was no maybe about it. She needed cock bad!

* * *

Lolly bathed slowly, languorously rubbing her thighs together, anticipating the touch of
Jim's hands and mouth on her body. When she was through bathing, she surveyed her
naked body in the mirror, and smiled contentedly at her image.
This body was meant for fucking, and it was gonna get it.
Lolly put a robe on and walked slowly into their bedroom and stood there looking at
Jim. He was watching a medical program on TV, and he didn't notice her at first.
"Hey there, stranger. What you doing in here?" he greeted her.
"I come to visit with you," she said softly, sitting down on the edge of the bed.
"Oh, baby. I sure miss having you with me nights. I can't stand it no more," he
breathed, kissing her soft neck.
"That's the way I feel too, Jimmy. So, I had this here idea. I thought maybe I could
suck you off – you know – give you a blow job. Whatcha think? Would ya like that,
honey?"
"Oh, Jesus! Would I!" Jim grunted, grabbing for her tit under the robe. "But ya gotta be
careful of my cast now."
"I will, honey," Lolly promised happily.
"I'm gonna kiss those luscious boobs of yours," Jim moaned.
"Oh yeah! I need it so bad!"
Lolly took off her robe and threw it on the floor. She was dizzy from the thought of
having sex with Jim again. Maybe she would come. Maybe!
Lolly moved gracefully to her knees, and Jim raised himself to his elbows to gaze upon
her naked body.
"Oh baby! It's been such a long time. I can't stand it – just looking at you."
Lolly posed for him, thrusting her firm tits out in the air, and he groaned with lust.
"Oh my God. You're beautiful. You really got boobs. I never seen such tits!" he raved as
his prick began to rise in his pajamas.
Lolly got down to business. She leaned over his body and unsnapped his pajama fly.
"I'm gonna make love to your cock like I never did it before," she promised coyly.
"Uh-huh," he groaned in need.
Lolly petted his protruding prick and she began to get hotter. Even hotter than she was
all the time, which was red hot.
Impulsively, she kneeled over his body and thrust her tits in his face. She kept them
there, waiting for him to suck on them.
Jim obliged her, carefully at first. Then, once a tit was in his mouth, he became wild
and began to nibble on it. As he sucked and nibbled, he grew more frantic and started
to chew on it.
Lolly pulled away and thrust her other tit in his mouth.
"Don't bite me!" she ordered.
"Mmmmmm... urn," he obeyed, licking and sucking her tits again.
Lolly began to moan from the frustration and the need. "Oh, I need you, Jimmy. I need
you. Oh! Oh!" She moved her tit away from his mouth and returned to his prick.
Her mouth opened to receive his swelling cock. It tasted salty at the tip from the hot
juice that was dripping from the head. She licked slowly in a circular motion, rubbing
the back of the head, moving to the hole, and then back to the edge of the tip.
He gasped as the hot juice flowed faster. "I'm going to come. I'm going to come!"
Lolly took his cock into her mouth almost to the base of the shaft. She couldn't fit it all
in her mouth because it was gagging her. She moved her mouth slowly up to the tip of
his cock again, and she was just about to slide it down when he began to scream.
"Stay there! Stay! Oh, Jesus! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh-h-h! Mmmmmmm-m-m-m! Uh! Ugh!"
He moaned in passion and release, and tears began to roll down his cheeks.
Lolly's mouth was full of his salty fluid, and she felt a wave of emotion as he continued
to come. The jism pumped furiously into her mouth, never slacking, while he grunted
and clutched at her.
Her arms were hurting when she realized that it was all over and she hadn't made it.
Lolly licked his shrinking cock as the cum flowed slowly onto her tongue. It was over,
and she hadn't made it.
She shook with tension and frustration. Her tits were two hard, swollen balloons ready
to burst. Her cunt was an aching void, craving to be filled, and the only thing in it was
loneliness and pain.
"Put your finger in. Please, Jim! Put it in! Push it in deep!" she gasped, leading his
finger to her cunt.
Jim probed with his stubby finger, and Lolly squirmed in an agony of desperate need.
She circled his finger with her hips, and she rubbed back and forth against it, rubbing
her tit against his arm and chewing on his shoulder.
It was no use. He was sighing with fatigue, and she still hadn't made it. It was no use at
all. She wasn't going to come.
Lolly wiped away a tear so he wouldn't see it. No use spoiling his happiness. She
attempted a weak little smile.
"Feel good, baby?" she asked him, rubbing his cheek with her hand.
"Like a man again. Oh, thank you, doll. Did you come, honey?" he asked her in a
worried voice.
"Well, just a little bit," she lied bravely. "A little. Maybe next time I'll be better at
coming this way. Now, I gotta go finish all my chores. I'm sure glad you feel good,
honey."
Lolly kissed him good-bye and she fled to her misery. She ran to the bathroom and
doubled up with need.
"Oh, what am I gonna do? I need fucking so bad!" she wailed.

* * *

That night, Lolly fought to fall asleep. She ached and suffered and needed release, so it
took hours. She was tired enough, heaven knew. But her sex-starved body kept her
tossing and turning.

* * *

She was being fucked. Kenny was fucking her hard. She twisted and bucked and raised
her ass to meet the enormous prick that was tearing her in two. Lolly reared and sighed
and gasped in ecstasy. It was more than she had ever dreamed of. The fucking was
driving her mad!
Kenny fucked and pushed and grasped her hard, and the driving cock kept fucking her
until she felt she was going insane.
She heard Jim moaning as he came. It wasn't Kenny. It was Jim who was fucking her!
Lolly screamed in passion as she almost came. She was ready to come! She grunted and
bucked and reared and twisted! Her insides wrenched apart, and she was about to
come!
She turned to kiss Jim on his arm. There was no arm. The big cock that was carrying
her to heaven was not Jim's.
She recoiled in horror as she still rubbed her cunt against the prick. There was no arm
holding her down. It was a large wooly leg.
Lolly awoke shivering. She had been raped in her dream by a giant ram!


Chapter 6

She couldn't shake off the nightmare. It had been so real. Even the days took on a
nightmare quality. Now Lolly realized that she could get no relief from sucking Jim's
cock. She was even hornier, and there was still a long time to go before he could fuck
her.
Lolly began to watch Kenny all the time. She made excuses to be with him, and she
yearned to touch him and have him touch her body. All day long she had imaginary
conversations with him, and she kept planning what she was going to do so she could
be with him more.
It was building, and there was no use fighting it. Lolly couldn't get Kenny off her mind,
and she finally decided she had to have him. What could she do? It was too strong for
her. Something awfully strong was going on between them.
She waited for her chance, but it was hard going now that she knew what was going to
happen. Her daydreams had taken a different turn, and now she planned the fucking
and the touching, and it was driving her wild.
Lolly was real hot one afternoon. She had a little time before the supper chores, so she
ambled down to the bam to look for Kenny, half hoping and half fearing he'd be there.
The scent of hay never failed to please her, and the cool darkness of the calves' stalls
invited her in out of the sun. The smell of the animals didn't bother her any more. She
was turning into a regular farmgirl now, she thought, real pleased with herself.
Everything would be swell if she could just get Kenny to fuck her. It had to be. Just as
soon as she had the nerve.
Lolly was about to call out for him, when she remembered what she'd seen him doing a
few weeks ago right here. It gave her a sharp pang in her cunt, just remembering it.
She'd never forget the sight of him shoving his cock in and out of that animal's cunt.
She shuddered in distaste and passion.
But she decided not to holler out for him. What if he was fucking? She'd better just
tiptoe in and see what he was up to. Better not disturb something like that. Her mouth
was open and she was breathing fast. Lolly's nipples were getting hard as little rocks,
and they tingled almost as much as her aching cunt.
Panting, she tiptoed in right near the sheep's stall. The animals should all be out in the
fields by this time of day. Unless – unless Kenny was hiding one for fucking. She
breathed harder and peered into the musty stall.
There he was. She'd been right. There was an aching jealous feeling now inside her gut.
It seemed like Lolly hurt and yearned all over. That boy had sure gotten through to her.
Or was it just because she'd been deprived so long? She shrugged and glued her eyes on
his half-naked body.
Kenny was standing very close to the sheep, with his striped T-shirt on and nothing
else on below it. His white body showed up real clear in the dim barn.
He looked real thin and pale, except for his giant prick. Judging by the size of his 
hardon and the redness of his cock, Lolly figured he must have been rubbing it some. Or,
could he have gotten it up that big just from the anticipation of fucking that dirty
animal?
Even in her excitement, Lolly felt a keen resentment and jealousy. How could he want
to fuck a sheep? Just watching his erect prick getting ready to do it made her so angry!
And it also made her weak with yearning. Lolly wanted his cock inside her cunt. She
was the one who needed it – not a filthy animal!
Lolly watched the boy as he slowly moved toward the still animal. His swollen cock was
pointed at the sheep's cunt, and it moved swiftly inside her hole. He must have been
doing this mighty regular to aim so fast and sure.
Kenny's face had a look of intent rapture as he shoved his cock deep inside. He began a
rhythmic fucking that was steady and slow. He showed a little smile as he fucked. Then
she watched tensely as he frowned and the fucking got harder and faster.
The boy was fucking to beat the band when he began to grunt and groan. He gripped
onto the sheep's back and wailed in release as he came. He laid his head down on the
animal's back, savoring the coming – and then he slowly withdrew his cock, still
grunting and moaning.
He backed away from the sheep in a sort of trance. His cock looked wet and red, like it
had had a real workout. Then he moaned and lay down on the hay.
Lolly waited awhile and then moved her aching body slowly toward the boy. Best not to
startle him and make him feel guilty. How to do it? All her rehearsing hadn't prepared
her for this moment.
Lolly just did what came natural. As she moved toward him she unbuttoned her blouse.
There wasn't anything on underneath, so it was easy to be about as naked as he was by
the time she stood real close to him.
Lolly shut her eyes and felt a wave of passion overcome her. She was awful near his
prick, and she needed it so bad.
Kenny opened his eyes real wide and jumped up. This was a sight to see-like a dream
come true! There was Lolly standing close to him with her eyes shut and her beautiful
tits pointing up in the air. It was more than he could stand.
His prick swelled up, and he felt like it was going to erupt any second, just at the sight
of her naked body.
The blue eyes were open now, and they stared down at Kenny's prick. Lolly moved so
close she was almost touching the head of it. There was a sweet smile on her half-open
little mouth.
Kenny felt weak and a little bit sick. He'd never been near a naked woman before. And
this one was so beautiful – and he wanted her so much! Did she know what he had
been doing? Kenny felt real sick at what she must be thinking of him.
Yet – why was her blouse off? She wanted him. There wasn't no doubt about that. He
tried to control his churning gut and he put his arms out toward her.
"I need you, Kenny," Lolly said softly, taking his sweaty hands in hers.


Chapter 7

"Oh God!" Kenny murmured, unable to think of anything to say in answer to that. He
moved closer and pressed his oozing cock against her jeans.
It pushed against her body, wanting to get in.
Even though he'd never fucked a woman before, Kenny instinctively thrust his cock
toward her cunt. It knew where it wanted to go, and the resistance of her clothing
inflamed it even more than it was already.
They didn't need to talk any more. Lolly unzipped her tight jeans and quickly stepped
out of them, her eyes never leaving his stiff cock. Her trembling hands moved toward it.
Kenny just stood there, shy and shaking. He was a little boy again, horny but afraid.
His prick began to droop, but he didn't pay it no mind. He stood transfixed, gaping at
Lolly standing there with nothing on but her bikini panties. Her long, slim legs
glistened in the dim light. He was so scared and sick. He knew what she wanted him to
do, but he didn't know how to start or whether he could. She'd be fed up with him.
He'd blow it for sure, he knew it. How could he dare to fuck a beautiful creature like
that? What was the first step? His buddy hadn't told him anything about what to do
with a woman.
Kenny waited, panting and sweating as Lolly, breathing hard, bent over and swiftly
removed her panties. She threw them down on the hay and stood there, preening and
posing again for him. What a sight! Jesus! What a sight to see! Her yellow cunt hair
was a little darker than the hair on her head, but it shone and curled there over her
cunt. Kenny wistfully dreamed about what lay hidden there. Was it deep and warm?
Would it feel tight and clasp his prick like a vise and squeeze it till it exploded?
His cock began to rise in spite of his fear. It swelled and throbbed and hurt. He moved
toward her, leaking and shaking, still unable to start what obviously had to be done. He
couldn't start up the fucking, and yet he couldn't wait much more either. His mouth
was open with lust and yearning, and his whole body ran with sweat.
Lolly was calm now. It was up to her, and her years of happy fucking and success with
men stood her in good stead now that she had to make all the moves.
She'd caught the boy just after he'd fucked the sheep, and he was shame-faced and
afraid. He seemed scared to death of her, which was natural, since he'd probably never
had a woman before. He had surely been just about to fuck the sheep again. He sure
looked ready.
Lolly acted out her dreams without any hesitation. The boy would fuck her as soon as
she got him going, but she'd have to take over and show him what to do. She smacked
her lips over the prospect of teaching him how to pet her and fuck her the way she
liked. She was real excited. "I seen you," she began.
His head hung down, and he felt his prick begin to droop too.
Lolly continued. "And, if you're in the mood for fucking, how about fucking me?" She
stood there, still posing, her tits pointed and hard.
Kenny gulped. Once he'd seen her naked, he knew what she wanted from him. But, her
saying it straight out sort of got him going even more. His motor was racing for sure.
But this was still more than he could handle, and he was sweating hard.
She came closer and shoved one large tit near his mouth. "Do you like it?" she
whispered.
Kenny did what any red-blooded boy would do. He opened his mouth and began to
kiss and lick her tit.
As the nipple got stiff, so did his prick – even stiffer than it was before. His cock was
like a flagpole waving in the air. And his mouth sucked harder, biting and nibbling on
the forbidden fruit. God! She sure felt good. And her smell was lilac – sure something
else from what he'd been smelling lately.
Kenny squirmed in aching discomfort. How could he approach this gorgeous woman
and satisfy her? His sweat ran fast.
Lolly gasped from his vigorous sucking, and she moved her hand to his cock and began
to pet it. There'd be no doubts or fears after that – you'd better believe it!
The boy moaned at her touch and began to whimper little child-cries as his cock
responded to her stimulation. He moaned and cried as her fingers rubbed his cock and
brought the stiffness to the point of explosion.
"I can't stand no more!" he gasped. "I gotta fuck you, Lolly!"
"I'm sure not waiting here for no bus," she snickered coyly.
Kenny moved closer to her and gulped from nerves. His cock was hard enough, but
what was he to do with it? Fucking a sheep was another thing. An animal couldn't
laugh at him or push him away in disgust or disappointment.
The boy rubbed the tip of his cock up against Lolly's satin skin. The prick felt like some
foreign object that belonged to someone else, that was torturing him beyond belief.
How could his own body betray him so?
Lolly rubbed her pointy tits against his chest, inflaming him further. She thrust out her
pelvis and rubbed her cunt against his cock. Then she spread her legs and rubbed the
inside of her thigh on his dripping prick.
Kenny moaned. "Uh-h! Uh-h! Mmmmmmm..."
Lolly forced her tongue inside the boy's mouth. He didn't even know what she wanted,
he was so innocent.
A virgin! She was gonna fuck a virgin! Lolly told herself solemnly. Her first virgin! She
pushed him down on the hay, and then she kneeled beside him.
Kenny's tongue responded to her wet circular thrusts, and he began to push his tongue
into her mouth to meet hers. They kissed deeply for some time, responding to each
other's kisses and to the inflaming contact of their genitals.
Lolly moved her tit back to the. boy's open mouth. The tit was promptly grabbed and
chewed.
She half sobbed in pleasure.
"I'm coming. I'm-I'm coming!" Lolly whimpered.
The grip upon his arm tightened, and Kenny was startled to feel her teeth digging into
his shoulder.
"Ugh! Ugh! Uh-mmmmm-mmn!" she moaned. "I'm coming something awful, Kenny
love! Um-um-mmmmmn-ugh!"
The boy couldn't stand it another second. He tensed his whole body and waited in
delight as his cock took command.
The cock moved inside her cunt as deep as she'd allow it. It seemed to know exactly
where it belonged.
Kenny glanced guiltily at the sheep as his prick moved inside Lolly's cunt. This was so
much better. Lolly's cunt was so tight and warm around him. He began to feel
enveloping waves of lust take him over.
"Oh, Kenny. Oh! Oh!" She dug her nails into his shoulder as her orgasm overtook her.
He pumped his cock into her as her come flowed and ebbed, and then gushed even
more, stimulated by the warm stickiness of his spurting jism.

* * *

The lovers lay there in the hay, petting each other and listening to the animal noises in
the barn.
They kissed and rubbed each other's bodies, swelling and aching again from the touch.
The boy's head reeled from the newness of the fucking, and she felt a wild delight at
the man-child who had fucked her.
Lolly moved cautiously down to his cock and she began to lick it, watching him for his
reactions to the new experience. He showed surprise at first, and then a dazed pleasure
at the new sensations.
"Um-mmmm-mn. Oh! Oh! Oh, Lolly!" he gurgled, shutting his eyes.
She licked and lapped at his rising cock, happy at his expected response.
The swelling prick filled her mouth, and Lolly began to moan with excitement as the
juice from its tip trickled down her throat.
She tensed and ached and scratched at Kenny's back as his jism erupted like a volcano
and flowed into her mouth.
To her surprise, Lolly's own spasms matched his as her pelvis began to gyrate and her
loins thrust forward. Cunt juice began to drip down her legs as her wild tongue
continued to suck and lick up his flowing jism.
Their frenzy was finally over, and they lay close together, petting each other and
marveling at their happiness and their luck.
They made plans to meet again in the evening, and with a long passionate kiss, Lolly
left her new love.
Kenny stretched and sighed with satisfaction. He was so relaxed and happy now. He
had everything he'd been longing for.
But, as he felt the stall, he looked backward and cast a wistful glance at his sheep.

* * *

They had been fucking steadily for weeks now, and the passion was still high. So was
Kenny's prick. He was so stimulated by Lolly that his cock was in an almost permanent
state of erection.
Twenty minutes after an orgasm, Kenny would be aware of his rising prick. It tingled
with desire all the time, and it ached with passion every day.
Lolly craved sex all the time too, and they never tired of it. So, between the chores,
caring for Jim, and fucking three or four times a day, Lolly was very busy. But she was
happy, and she no longer followed Kenny about, watching him and lusting for him. She
was tired and satisfied.
Kenny had some free time for himself, and he and his constant hard-on finally visited
the sheep one afternoon. It had been on his mind for some time. He couldn't figure out
whether it was loyalty, love, or lust. Maybe it was just gratitude. She was his first fuck.
Kenny shrugged, and pulled off his pants, baring the ever-present hard-on.
The sheep stood there calmly as Kenny moved his swollen prick to her cunt. He rubbed
it all around the outside of her opening, savoring the anticipation. The goo from the tip
of his prick glistened on the edges of her cunt.
On an impulse, Kenny stopped rubbing his prick on her. He suddenly kneeled on the
hay-covered barn floor. The sheep moved slightly, but Kenny patted her ass and she
became still again. She made little low moaning sounds.
Kenny was overcome by lust. He moved his face toward the sheep's cunt, and he began
to lick it. His breath came hard, and he was panting as he licked.
His tongue probed inside the puckered hole. Its musky odor aroused him further, and
the tongue pushed its way deeper inside the sheep's warm cunt.
By then, Kenny was moaning and half-faint with desire. The heavy odor and the taste
of the sheep's pussy drove him to a frenzy.
His prick was swollen and erect, ready to thrust inside her, but he couldn't stop. The
moist hole welcomed him, and his tongue pushed deeper, savoring the taste and the
warmth of her damp cunt.
Finally, Kenny could stand it no longer. He reluctantly removed his tongue, pulling it
out slowly and sensuously.
Then he mounted the animal and pushed his cock slowly inside her. The cunt felt
familiar and good.
The barn spun around Kenny in its usual whirl as the scents and other sensations
carried him from his world. He thrilled to the fucking as he moved his prick in and out
in its wet passageway, and he began to feel the warning signs of his orgasm.
He craved to have it, and yet he wanted to postpone the climax, in order to savor the
rubbing and the excitement.
While he fucked, Kenny had strange whirling daydreams about fucking Lolly. He
fucked away at the sheep, and she became Lolly.
The tension mounted, and when his breath came hard and he began to gasp, a new
dream took over. Now he was fucking the calf, and she was wiggling and making
strange noises.
Her cunt was so tight, and as he came inside her, he exploded and filled the sheep with
his hot jism.
Kenny may have passed out for a second. When the whirling stopped, he was back with
the sheep again, and Lolly and the sexy calf were no longer there.
"I'm sure flipping my lid," he chuckled as he moved his soft cock out of the sheep.
"Now I got me a whole harem to fuck!" He groaned. "Wowee! I'm sure beat!"
Kenny lay back on the hay and picked his teeth and tried to figure out his life. He knew
he just had to try out that calf one day. He snickered to himself about his daydream.
"She sure wiggled herself." To his surprise, he saw his cock begin to rise again at the
memory of it. "I'd sure get more chores done if I wasn't so damn horny."
But it didn't really bother him none. He just hoped that Lolly wouldn't catch him at it.
He sure liked that gal.
A new thought came to him. His pa would be fucking her again soon. Would Lolly still
want him then? Kenny wrinkled up his brow and tried to plan what he'd do if she
didn't. All he knew was that he'd feel awful bad.
The new worry took him over and it spoiled his nap. Kenny dreamed of Pa whipping
him, and he woke in a cold sweat, with a brand-new hard-on and a good healthy fear.
To shake it off, he returned his mind to a more pleasant subject, and he began to lust
for the calf. It was a sleek little animal, and she was bound to have a tight little cunt to
grab his prick and squeeze it and...
"Oh, Jesus! I gotta do it!" he moaned, carrying his pants with him into the next stall.
His cock stood up and ready, even leaking a bit, and Kenny walked up to his new mate.
He petted her back and stood there real close to her.
Her tail flicked back and forth at the flies, and Kenny breathed in her odor. It was
heavy, but different from the sheep's. His dream came back to him, and his prick itched
and stiffened even more, eager to get in the new cunt.
Kenny was a little bit leery of the calf s hooves. Would she rear up and try to kick him?
He'd sure hate to have his fucking interrupted by that. For a moment, he was tempted
to go back to the faithful sheep who stood so still and tolerated his fucking.
What would the calf do? Not wiggle sexily, for sure. He laughed at his fantasies and
petted her more. The cunt was partly hidden by her tail, but he'd get in there. The
saliva was dripping from his mouth, he lusted so. "I'm gonna lick her cunt out. I'm
gonna."
His prick echoed his lust by dripping a few happy drops. Kenny got down on his knees
and stroked the animal's smooth legs. His hand cautiously reached for her pussy hole.
It was tight and dry. "Oh, God. It's gonna rub me raw and squeeze me and I can't wait!
I can't wait!" The drops on his cock were running on his thighs now, and his cock was
ready to explode.
His finger moved carefully around the edge of her pussy. It felt so good. Kenny twisted
his body to reach the hole and he touched it with his tongue. The calf moved and
Kenny jumped from nerves.
He pushed his tongue into the cunt a little way and he tasted a strange salty taste. It
wasn't a good taste, but by then he was too excited to know it. She moaned and Kenny
pretended she liked the tongue-fucking. Maybe she really did!
His tongue moved in deeper until he got a kink in his neck and he had to pull his
tongue out.
His cock couldn't wait no more. Kenny was leaking to beat the band. He made a final
wild thrust with his tongue, and he steadied the restless calf with his arms, petting her
and crooning to her.
Then he pushed his stiff prick near the pussy hole. It throbbed from anticipation.
The oozing juice helped him to slide it in, but the cunt was tight. Kenny caught his
breath with excitement. This cunt was just as tight as Lolly's, and it gripped him so
hard that his nuts ached.
They ached him something fierce as he moved his cock in deeper. It was the wanting
that made them hurt, and he fucked hard, anxious to relieve his need.
The calf made lowing sounds, which inflamed him even more. In his wildness, Kenny
imagined that she was enjoying his screwing, and he fucked her hard.
The final push of his cock slid deep into the warm tightness, and Kenny screamed in
release as his cock moved in an aching tense rhythm of emptying, and it pumped and
pumped and pumped and then dripped until it was all emptied out.
He kept his cock inside the wet cunt, and it spurted again, adding to the cum inside.
When it finally stopped spurting and dripping, Kenny gasped and pulled his still hard
cock out through the calf s narrow pussy opening, moaning from the soreness of his
prick and from weariness.
He lay back on the hay and tried to recover from the excitement. His prick was still so
sore that he was afraid to put his shorts back on.
Kenny's prick finally went limp and gave him a little peace, so he scratched himself and
groaned and relaxed a spell.
He dreamed of his evening's date with Lolly. His cock would have to heal up some
before he could rub it again, but Kenny didn't worry none. He had some of his pa's
ointment he'd smear on later after he'd rested some.
Kenny daydreamed of Lolly and her yellow hair.
He looked forward to burying his face in her cunt and licking it all out. He smacked his
lips at the happy prospect. He sure was mighty tired now, though.
So Kenny took himself another little nap, and he dreamed sweet dreams of his harem
and of all the sweet cunts he loved.


Chapter 8

Jim sat by the bedroom window, and he watched Lolly as she walked toward the bam.
He daydreamed about the last time she'd made love to him. It was a real long time ago
that she'd last sucked him off, and he'd been too proud to beg her for it.
He sighed heavily, and limped over to the TV set and switched it on. It was so boring
being cooped in up here like one of his chickens. Jim had always been an active man –
always plowing, planting, caring for his stock; and when he had a wife, he'd sure been
active planting his seed there too.
So, now that he was stuck upstairs with his cast and his crutches, he was getting mean
– real mean. He resented everyone else who could walk or fuck. And he hated Lolly for
being free and for ignoring him so much.
"I should have known better than to marry a selfish girl like that. She don't care none
about me," he muttered, trying hard to watch the lousy soap opera, but hating it.
He hated everything – but most of all, he hated this damn leg of his, imprisoned in a
cast and keeping him upstairs and preventing him from fucking.
Jim resolved to make it down those stairs if it killed him. He planned on having Sam
help him down the first time. Then, he could surprise Lolly by doing it all himself.
"The bitch thinks she's stuck with an old man.
I'll sure show her," he mumbled. Jim limped over to the set and switched it off in
disgust. 

* * *

Sam sighed as he watched Lolly and Kenny together in the south forty. They romped
together, feeling free and unobserved behind the protection of the big barn.
He lay on the ground behind the tool shed, watching jealously as the pair came
together and hugged passionately.
All he could think of was that she could have been his if it weren't for that snot-nosed
kid. He'd like to kill the little bastard!
Sam took another swig of corn liquor and continued to watch enviously as Kenny
pulled Lolly down in the tall grass.
It was too much for him to stand. Now he had to imagine what they were doing,
because he couldn't see much any more. He watched carefully, morbidly wanting to see
everything.
There were Lolly's legs up in the air. She was pulling off her panties. Sam hadn't wept
in years, not since his last wife died. But he felt like bawling now. There was this ripe
little flower gonna be plucked by a green little kid.
"Oh, the things I could teach that gal. I'd show her what a real fucking was!" Sam
wiped away a tear and tortured himself by watching Kenny kneeling above Lolly. It was
awful. Sam felt something awful. He could puke. He took a couple more swigs.
Sam heard his name being called out. That was all he needed. Wasn't it bad enough
being tortured by what he was seeing? He sighed and obeyed his master's voice.

* * *

"What took ya so long, ya lazy varmint? Busy with something real good?" Jim sneered.
He was too jealous to be cautious with his new farmhand.
"Whadya mean? I come just as soon as I heard yer voice." Sam was in no mood for
Jim's grouchiness. He was also a little bit high from the drinking.
"Ya know damn well what I mean. Where's my wife? What are you two up to?" Jim
snarled out the question. He'd been cooped up here too long.
He had to ask, even though this son of a bitch would lie to him.
"What are we up to?" Sam repeated in a high wail. That was too much! That was too
much!
"Yeah. Have ya been fucking with my wife, you bastard? She's been mighty busy
lately."
"Jesus, no! It ain't me! I swear it, Jim. It ain't me!" Sam was scared now. There was a
real mean look in Jim's eyes.
"Oh, shit! I knew ya'd he to me. That ain't why I called ya up here, you bastard. I need
some help getting down these here fucking stairs."
"Oh, sure." Sam was getting all riled up. He couldn't get it out of his head that Jim was
accusing him of fucking with Lolly. And here he wasn't getting nothing! He was sure
getting steamed up. He moved to help his boss out of bed.
"Get your filthy paws off me. I can get to the stairs. All I need is some help with the
crutches on the stairs. I'm going to be doing some checking up on you from now on."
Jim got out of bed and stood slowly on his crutches.
"What!" screamed Sam. "I ain't taking any more of your crap! It ain't me! It ain't me!"
"What do ya mean?" Jim sat down painfully and squinted hard at his farmhand. "What
do ya mean, ya ass-hole?"
"It ain't me! But, I know who she is fucking with! It's Kenny! It's Kenny!"
Jim just sat there. Then he leaned over and put his head in his hands. Sam backed
away, suddenly sorry.
"I didn't mean to tell you nothing. I didn't fix to tell ya. I just came up here 'cause ya
called me." He began to whimper. "I didn't mean to tell – honest."
Jim raised his red face. "Ya lying ass-hole! You're trying to pin it on my son. You're
lying!" He struck at Sam, who backed quickly away, sobbing.
"I swear it, Jim! I swear it! I wouldn't have minded it none if I could have had her, but I
didn't. I swear it! It's Kenny!" Sam ran from the room, terrified at the rage and pain he
saw on Jim's red face.

* * *

Father and son faced each other, and guilty Kenny looked down. He couldn't bear the
piercing eyes that accused him.
Jim knew that Sam's tale was true even before he confronted his boy with it. Kenny's
downcast eyes and blushing cheeks confessed it for him.
"Ya little fucking son of a bitch! Do ya know what you done?" Jim was breathing hard,
and he was close to having a fit.
Kenny shook with fear. "I'm sorry, Pa. I'm sorry. I won't never do it again!" He wasn't
exactly sure what he was being accused of. All he knew was that his pa had found out
about his fucking. Now he had to wait and see whether Pa knew about Lolly, or
whether this fuss was all about him fucking the animals.
Kenny wept with shame and fright. If Pa knew about what he'd been doing with Lolly,
he'd probably kill him on the spot. He trembled, and felt like shitting on the floor.
"So you had to screw my wife when my back was turned!" Jim screamed at his son. "Ya
had to take away the one thing I got left in my lousy life."
Kenny crumpled up on the floor in an agony of fear. It never occurred to him to deny
it. He was caught, and now his pa would probably kill him.
He deserved it, he guessed.
Kenny watched warily out of the corner of one eye as Pa painfully got out of bed and
onto his crutches. He was gonna make a run for it. He wasn't gonna let himself get
killed.
"I'd beat the shit out of ya if I was able! Ya little bastard! I don't never want to see your
lying face again! Get your clothes packed before I kill ya! Be downstairs in forty-five
minutes, or you may not leave here alive!"
Kenny ran.

* * *

Kenny ran hysterically down to the basement. Lolly was busy there washing clothes.
She was flushed and rumpled.
"Whatsa matter, Kenny?" she asked, suddenly frightened. The boy was in such a state!
"He knows! He knows! Ya better run away or he'll kill ya!" Kenny gasped, clinging
hard to her. "I don't know how, but he's on to us, and he threatened to kill me if I ain't
gone in forty-five minutes!" Kenny wept on her shoulder.
"Oh, no! Oh, no! Jesus!" Now she was gonna get thrown out. In her panic, Lolly gave
Kenny no thought at all. All she knew was that she was losing a good home and a good
husband. Jim was a fine provider, and now she'd gone and blown it.
Lolly wept in fear. "Maybe he'll kill me! Oh, God!"
Kenny clung to her and kissed her passionately. "We'll never see each other again,
Lolly. Let me make love to you one last time."
"Is that all you got on your mind, boy? I'm liable to get killed!" she moaned in terror.
"No. He won't kill you, Lolly. He loves you too much. He'll kill me if I ain't gone soon.
I shouldn't have scared you like that. I changed my mind. It's me he'll kill. Not you.
Please, Lolly. Let's fuck one last time – please." He caressed her full tits and tried to put
his tongue in her mouth.
Reality had intruded on Lolly's happy world. She suddenly realized that she wouldn't
have no more fucking for a while. Jim still had a cast on, and now Kenny was leaving.
Lolly moved quickly to the laundry hamper and took out a heavy quilt. She threw it
down on the basement floor and quickly tore off her housedress and panties.
"O.K., honey. One last fucking before you go!" Her face was even redder now from
excitement as she lay on the quilt, waiting to be fucked.
Kenny pulled off his jeans and kneeled above her. He leaned over her tits and sucked
on each one of them lovingly. He would have loved to have lingered on the
lovemaking, but he was scared. He decided to fuck her fast and get away.
Kenny's erect prick entered her cunt, and she squeezed it ardently, enjoying the feeling
of fullness it gave her. He moved it in still deeper.
He fucked her hard, savoring every thrust as she moaned in ecstasy. The aching need
was there from the start, and he gave in to it. He didn't try to wait and prolong it like
he usually did.
Kenny thrust deep and came. He flooded Lolly's cunt with cum, and he grunted in
release.
"Oh-h-h! Ugh! Mmmmmm..."
She clawed at him as he came, and matched his spasms with her own gushing
contractions. Lolly bit into Kenny's shoulder as she came.
"Umph! Mmmmm-mmnnn! Umph! Oh, Jesus! I'm coming! I'm coming! Uuuuuuh-h!"
Kenny wept, knowing this was the last time. He gave her a deep kiss and slowly
withdrew his limp prick.
Lolly squeezed her thighs together and grunted in satisfaction. The last time. Maybe the
last time in her life! She considered sneaking away to prevent getting killed. What
should she do?
Kenny left tearfully, watching her to the last as he ran away. But her mind was on Jim
and what he might do to her.

* * *

Jim wept as he watched Kenny drive away with Sam. He knew he'd never see his boy
again. He sniffled in pain and loss.
He limped to the phone and placed a person-to-person call to his sister, Elsie, in the
next county.
"How's yer leg?" asked Elsie, delighted to hear from her little brother.
"Coming along," muttered Jim. "Elsie. Ya gotta help me. I'll send ya money. All ya need
to take care of him. But, I just threw Kenny out, and ya gotta take him in, at least till
he's eighteen."
"Ya mean you're throwing out your own child for that girl?"
"I can't talk about it now, Elsie. Please – trust me. I can't have the boy here no more."
"Well, I'll have to give the poor child a home, but you make me sick, Jimmy. I never
thought you'd sink that low."
"I'll tell you about it later, Elsie. Trust me. He's on his way. If he stays here, I'll have to
kill him!"
Jim hung up. He couldn't stand no more.


Chapter 9

Sam kneeled at the keyhole watching as Lolly walked up to Jim to take her punishment.
He shook with nerves at what could happen to the girl on account of him.
"Why did I hafta tell on her? Why did I do it? I didn't mean nothing. I guess I really
wanted her for myself, so I got rid of the kid. But what if Jim kills her?"
Sam's legs felt like jelly, he was so scared. It was a good thing he was kneeling. But he
was fixing to run in and save the girl if Jim was about to kill her. He'd never wanted a
female so bad before, and he was bound to get her somehow. So, he just had to keep
her alive now that he'd gotten her in this lousy fix.
He pressed his eye to the keyhole and watched closely, his breath coming hard. Jim was
shouting, so Sam didn't have no trouble hearing.
Jim's harsh voice had sobs in it. "How could you have done it to me, you lousy little
cunt?"
Lolly was crying too. "Please, Jimmy. Please forgive me, honey. I love you. I never
meant to do it. It just sort of happened because I was so starved for it. It didn't mean
nothing."
Jim sat on the edge of the bed, his eyes on fire. He screamed, "I'm gonna kill you for
this!"
Sam tensed up and got ready to bust in. But he waited just to be sure. He'd hate to mix
in for nothing. It would kill his chances with her because he'd be fired.
Jim lifted one of his crutches and struck Lolly hard with it. Sam strained at the door,
waiting to see if he had to help. She was hit on her side and she was whimpering like a
hurt dog. "Serves her right," Sam muttered to himself. "She's got a good whipping
coming. Just so he don't kill her. There's gotta be something left for me." He waited.
Lolly got down on her knees as Jim continued to strike her. She shielded her face in her
hands and then buried it in his lap.
Jim threw down the crutch, collapsed in a heap, and hugged her bent head. They were
both crying now. Sam snickered. "He's a goner now. That cunt sure has a way with
her."
Jim began to tear off Lolly's housedress. He was so frantic that he ripped it. Sam heard
the fabric tear. Lolly was hugging him hard, and Sam could see her bare body, all
covered with bruises. They were all red and sore-looking. But he didn't see no blood.
Jim pulled Lolly up on the bed and laid himself down flat with his cock up. Lolly
kneeled near it, ready to do his bidding.
Sam tensed up at the prospect of the sight he was about to see. He didn't know how
much of it he could take. He was only human. He squirmed and ached and felt his
prick rising full and high.
Lolly had been shaking with fright and pain, but she relaxed some now that she knew
Jim wasn't fixing to kill her. She began to tingle with desire, wanting Jim and yearning
for his cock inside her, even though she knew full well he couldn't fuck her yet.
She licked at his swollen prick and swallowed down some of the juice that oozed from
its tip. Lolly was sucking away for her life, because he might still kill her if she didn't
please him. She strained and sucked and licked on his cock, trying to make it all up to
him – loving him and fearing him and desiring him all at once.
Sam twitched with frustration and nerves. He knew she was safe now, but he couldn't
pull himself away from the sight of her dimpled ass bouncing up there in the air.
He could imagine what her mouth was doing down there on Jim's cock. Her hands
were busy massaging Jim's balls, and her tongue must have been even busier, judging
by Jim's moans and grunts. Sam watched enviously, rubbing at his pecker once in a
while in nervous, aching need.
It was too bad she wasn't his. He'd fill her cunt up and give her what she needed –
poor gal. She wasn't going to be satisfied long with just sucking cock.
Sam felt a glimmer of hope. Maybe he had a chance after all. She'd cool down her
temper after a while, and maybe she'd need fucking so bad she wouldn't stay mad at
him. Sam licked his lips and watched closely – squeezing his legs together to keep his
cock from aching so.
Jim was heaving his whole body and carrying on something awful, and Lolly's ass was
suddenly still. Sam shuddered as he imagined Jim's cum flooding Lolly's mouth. He
wanted to kick the door down and make her spit it out. He wanted to lay her down and
split her in two with his cock. He shook with lust, and after a last lingering look at her
rosy nakedness, he crawled quietly away to get roaring drunk.

* * *

Lolly left quickly, just as soon as Jim fell asleep. No use pushing her luck. Now that he
had his blow job, he might beat her up again.
She groaned in pain as she tiptoed out of their room with her clothes in her hand. Sore
and frustrated, she felt lousy. How long could she make it without fucking? The glow of
Kenny's morning farewell fucking had already worn off – especially after getting all
riled up sucking Jim off. And now she needed it again – and Kenny was gone.
Lolly sneaked away and soaked a long spell in a hot tub – counting her bruises, which
were now turning bright purple.

* * *

On her way to the barn the next morning, Lolly felt her bruises burning and aching,
and she blamed Sam for it all. How could he have done such a thing to her? Jim could
have killed her.
She sulked as she planned her empty day. It was full of work and pain from her hurts,
but empty of pleasure. Lolly passed the tool shed, and when Sam's burning eyes tried to
meet hers, she turned away. She didn't even wave to him like usual.
The pains from her beating didn't simmer down her aching cunt any. Now with Kenny
gone, what would she do?
Lolly entered the cool barn and passed the calves. She'd put them out to pasture last.
The next stall was the sheep's. "It's funny," she said to herself, "but I'm still jealous of
her."
Lolly led the ewe out to the pasture and then turned to some of the lambs and petted
them. They were so sweet. She led them outdoors too, and then she moved toward the
last stall.
Jim had always taken care of the ram, and then Kenny had done it. They said it was
because the ram might get rambunctious. Now, of course, Sam could do it.
But Lolly was curious to see the ram again. She hadn't really seen him for months.
Lolly had only seen him recently in her dream, but he felt strangely familiar to her
when she entered his stall. He didn't look fierce or frightening to her. But those horns
did look awful sharp.
Lolly was about to turn away and go back to the calves, when something pulled her
back to the young ram. It wasn't anything that he did. And yet, there seemed a pull
from him to keep her there.
She stood very near him and stared at his strong young body. Lolly was morbidly
curious to compare the size of his prick to that of the one in the dream – the one that
had fucked her.
It was a nightmare! It had been frightening and horrible! But the fucking hadn't been.
It had been good – awful good. She sure needed a good fucking right now.
Lolly stared hard at the large hairy prick. It sure wasn't nothing like the size of the one
that had fucked her – in the dream. But of course it wasn't stiff and excited like the
dream-prick was. She began to sweat, just from thinking of how it would feel inside
her. My God! It was enormous even now when it was limp. What would it be all
swollen up and ready?
Her breath came in short little pants as she edged near the ram. He snorted a bit, but it
didn't frighten her. He looked friendly and calm. She bet he was a hell of a lot calmer
than she was – all riled up like she was.
Lolly crept slowly up near to the animal, and she leaned over close to see his prick and
his balls better. They hung there in naked majesty – large and hairy.
Would the hair tickle? She opened up her blouse, she was so hot. Hot and excited.
Lolly knelt on the hay near the still animal, daring herself to touch him.
She could smell his heavy odor. It was sure powerful. But her mind was on the feel of
his cock and his balls in her hand. She didn't dare imagine the cock inside her or she'd
faint from wanting it so bad.
Lolly couldn't stop now. She leaned over and began to gently pet the ram. He made a
grunting noise when she first touched his cock, and she was tense, ready to run for it
before he butted her with those big horns.
He didn't. He stood there nice and gentle-like, and he let her stroke his prick. She
gazed at his horns while she stroked. They were curved outward, and the points were
sharp! Lolly shivered.
She cupped the animal's huge balls in her hands and she felt their heavy warmth and
smelled their hairy smell. She felt weak and very warm.
Her curiosity was satisfied, and she would probably have stopped stroking the animal's
prick and balls. But something funny happened that kept her from stopping. The cock
began to stiffen!
A low moan escaped from Lolly as she realized what was happening. The animal was
getting a hard-on from her stroking! "Oh, my God! What should I do?"
Lolly kept rubbing, and when the prick had reached its full erect size, she breathlessly
watched the huge pole. The thing was enormous, and she had to have it inside her. She
had to!
But how? Lolly wasn't a city girl, but she knew nothing about animals. She'd never
even seen two of them fucking. How to do it?
Lolly was willing to try anything to get that prick inside her. And she didn't mean in
her mouth. She needed it inside her cunt, even though she doubted that much of it
would fit in.
She sighed in frustration and passion. Then she had an inspiration, and she tore off her
clothes and threw them down.
Lolly stood naked by the ram, wanting to fuck him and not knowing how to go about
it. She hesitated in fear.
Then she kneeled near his cock and began the stroking again. Lolly kept a sharp eye on
his rear legs, watching to see if he'd kick her. They were still.
The prick was stiffening even more, and with that, her insides were stiffening too.
Something inside Lolly's cunt was having its own erection, and she felt it rising inside
her, swollen and grand too. She panted with lust and anticipation.
Slowly she moved closer to the animal and aimed her open mouth at its prick. She had
to tilt her head some and strain her neck, but she reached it.
Lolly felt the soft wool from his underside rubbing on her cheek. She smelled the rank
animal stink, and it still didn't stop her. Her mouth was ready, and she kept going till it
had the animal's prick.
It tasted acrid and hairy. For a second, all of Lolly's impulses were to reject this animal
cock. But her animal nature was pressing her to accept it and take it inside her mouth.
Lolly fought against nausea as she sucked on the smelly prick, but its size and stiffness
made her forget everything but her cunt. She had to have this inside her cunt!
She sucked and licked, and she was getting used to the smell. The animal moved his
back legs restlessly, but she didn't even notice. Lolly was in heat in an animal world.
She was an open wanting cunt, ready to be fucked.
The sucking continued, and the animal began to pant and rear. By then, Lolly wasn't
really aware of where she was or what she was doing. In her sexual frenzy, all she knew
was that she wanted to be fucked.
The ram was ready to fuck, but he was restless and bewildered. Lolly knew he wanted
fucking, but she didn't know what to do either.
She got up and stood in front of the animal with her bare ass facing him. He just stood
there.
Lolly began to cry. "It's no use. He doesn't want a woman. He wants that filthy ewe out
there. It seems like everyone wants her instead of me!"
Tears of rage rolled down her cheek as Lolly stood in front of the animal and waited
while he ignored her.
The only signs of his lust were his swollen prick and the restless stamping of his back
legs.
Lolly lay down on the hay and wept and wept. She didn't realize that Sam had been
standing at the barn door opening, watching her and wanting her.
Swollen-eyed and determined, Lolly got up again and made another try. "I'm doing
something wrong. I gotta look like a ewe to him or he won't fuck me."
She examined his cock, and it was still stiff and swollen. But, just to be sure, Lolly
kneeled and began to pet it again. She sure got riled up from doing it. His back legs
were moving a lot, and he was stamping his back hoofs into the straw. But he made no
move to harm her, so Lolly began to suck on his cock. As she sucked and licked, her
hands massaged the giant balls. They held all the cum. She wanted that cum inside her!
She squirmed and ached.
The ram was moaning and grunting, and so was Lolly. She was real hot now. She'd do
anything to get him to fuck her.
Lolly pushed her forefinger into her cunt and rubbed it full of pussy fluid. When the
finger was good and wet, she put it in front of the ram's nostrils and let him get a real
smell of it. He panted and breathed hard. His rear legs were stamping more now.
"He's hot too. He needs to fuck too!" Lolly was wild with desire.
She bent over on the ground real near the ram, and pushed her ass near his face. She
was a little scared, but she needed fucking so bad!
Lolly could feel his hot breath on her ass. If he got mad, he'd ram her with his sharp
horns. It would be worth it to have that huge prick inside her. "I need it! I need it bad!"

* * *

Sam watched tensely, aching with desire, and fearful that Lolly would get herself killed.
He didn't dare stop her, but he watched carefully. The ram was horny, but not angry.
Sam felt a chill in his heart as he realized that the ram was really going to fuck her.
He watched as the animal stamped the ground with his hoofs and made low moaning
sounds. It moved to Lolly's bent-over naked body and mounted her.
The ram stood on his back legs and rested his forelegs on Lolly's white back. Sam
nearly fainted from horror as he saw the giant cock poised over the girl's round white
ass. He was going to fuck her!

* * *

Lolly felt the paws on her back and she sighed with happiness. She was reliving her
dream. Only her love was real now. He was going to fuck her.
The pushing near her cunt opening awakened her to reality. "It won't fit! It's too big!
Oh, my God! It'll kill me!"
Lolly spread her legs apart even further and tried to make room for the massive cock
that was pushing and trying to get inside her cunt.
His weight upon her back was crushing her. In terror, Lolly realized that the ram
weighed almost three hundred pounds. Thank God, he was resting most of his weight
on his back legs!
Her wet cunt was making room for the mighty prick. It was going in a little way! In
delicious agony, it ripped through her cunt, filling it in a way that it had never been
filled before.
As the prick fucked in further, Lolly knew an ecstasy that was wild and terrifying. Her
cunt gushed forth juice in crazy rhythms, and her screams must have inflamed the
animal even more, because he pushed deeper and made roaring sounds to match her
wildness.
The cock tore in further, pushing and spreading her stretched cunt, making it satisfied
and full and tense again. Lolly moved in circles around the invading cock, loving it and
fearing its bigness.
The tension built up, and she felt ready to come. The room was spinning in circles as
she crashed flat on the floor under the terrible weight of the ram's body.
The ram's prick was still pushing deep inside her cunt, thrusting and thrusting its wide
bulk-splitting her apart. Lolly began to ache in a terrible need, and then the waves of
passion washed over her. Her cunt gushed out in a steady stream as the prick pushed in
deeper.
She moaned in happiness as the fucking continued. The animal was kneeling now, its
swollen cock and balls moving quickly as it began to reach its climax.
With a mighty roar the ram pushed deeper until Lolly felt the cock high inside her
cunt, and then the warmth and happiness of it rushed up deep inside her body. The
ram's cum was a fast torrent of wildness, and it stimulated her still more. Clawing the
hay on the barn floor, Lolly grunted and came again. The emptying was so complete
that it wrenched her entire body and drained her into unconsciousness. Lolly fainted.


Chapter 10

It was too much for her. Lolly couldn't cope with the knowledge of what she'd done.
She was disgusted with herself. Fucking with animals! Her back hurt her too, from the
ram's immense weight. And her bruises from the beating were very sore.
So, to get away from the bad feelings, Lolly began to drink a lot. She'd never needed a
drink before, but now it was an escape from the disgust she felt. Lolly drank from early
morning on, and she wasn't used to this strong corn liquor.
By noontime, she forced herself to weave into the kitchen – real dizzy-like – and she
tried to do something. She fixed a sloppy dinner for Sam and Jim. Sam tried to make
conversation while she cooked, but Lolly didn't answer him. She wanted to throw up,
she was so sick. But she couldn't.
She also had some trouble making the stairs to bring Jim his dinner. He didn't talk
much – he just sulked in his chair. Thank God, he was out of bed anyway. Lolly
weaved out of the bedroom hoping he wouldn't notice her condition.
She heard him mutter under his breath, "Drunken slut," as she left. She was too sick to
go back and argue. He was right, anyway, damn him.
She held on tight all the way downstairs, and then she stumbled out to the ram's stall.
It wasn't very clear why she went out there. She knew she needed another fucking, but
she was much too drunk and dizzy to formulate a clear plan. She just drifted there,
weaving and lurching.
Her destination must have been the young ram, because that was where she ended up –
in his stall.
Lolly lurched toward the animal and fell on her face on the straw. She didn't know
whether she slept or passed out, but when she woke later, his heavy odor had already
aroused her. She crawled on the hay, feeling it scratch her arms and knees.
The animal stood still, ignoring her. Lolly moved unsteadily toward his prick. It was
hanging, large and limp, and his gigantic balls beckoned her. She dizzily stumbled
toward them, mumbling and cursing. She must have passed out again.
She awoke a while later and threw up a little bit. That made her feel better.
The animal's prick was still waiting for her. She was awful dizzy, but she knew what
she wanted. Lolly crawled on her knees straight to it.
She caressed his cock and balls, enjoying their warmth and their stench. She floated in
midair, above the barn floor, and her dizziness made her weak and giddy. She let her
hands fall from his genitals and she began to suck his cock. It was what she had really
wanted all along. "See, I'm not drunk. I know what I want," she mumbled to the ram.
The room spun around her as she sucked. It was getting awful warm. Lolly pulled off
all her clothes while she sucked and licked on his cock. When she had to let go of it,
she lay her dizzy head down on the straw, resting and floating.
God – she was dizzy! Lolly still remembered how she got the ram to fuck her the last
time. "See, I'm not drunk," she said again.
She pushed two fingers deep inside her cunt and got them covered with her pussy
liquid. They were sure wet when she pulled them out of her hole.
Lolly crawled forward and let the ram smell her gooey fingers. He began to lick them,
and she grew very excited at that. His warm, rough tongue was making her very horny.
Oh, God, she needed fucking!
She moved forward on her knees and rested her head on the musty straw. Lolly was
sure dizzy.
Her bare ass wiggled in the air near the animal's nose, and Lolly kept wishing he'd
smell it. Once he got a smell, she knew he'd want to fuck her. She wiggled away with
her thighs spread wide apart.
It seemed she waited a long time, and she was close to falling asleep. All of a sudden
she felt the warmth of his nostrils near her ass-hole. He began to lick her there.
Lolly almost swooned from the warmth of his tongue in her ass-hole. It felt so good!
"Oh, my God!"
The animal mounted her, and Lolly didn't even get a chance to see whether his cock
was ready or not. She didn't need to, because a moment later, after his forelegs began to
crush her, a stiff mountain of a cock began to push against her cunt opening.
Lolly was ready. Her pussy was soaking wet from desire. The tip of the animal's cock
moved in easily, and she moaned in satisfaction. The filled-up feeling was overcoming
her again.
Then the massive bulk of his prick began to push farther inside her narrow cunt. The
pain and the desire mingled to excite her to a new wildness, and Lolly began to scream.
In her dizziness, the fucking was a dream and her cunt was being split open, and she
loved it!
She screamed and came as the animal fucked hard in and out. His full, swollen cock
had penetrated her, and she felt complete in a way she never had before. Lolly clawed at
the straw as she came again and again. Each time his huge cock ripped into her, the
tension caused a new explosion in her cunt.
His warm cock had swelled even more, and his rank breath came in sharp pants. Then
the hot jism began to fill her already full cunt, thrilling her and carrying her to heights
of madness. Lolly screeched in delight and pain.
She passed out for a while. When she woke, the animal was standing there quietly,
ignoring her again.
Lolly tried to get up, but her back muscles rebelled and she fell forward. The massive
weight of the ram had really hurt her. That, plus all her bruises, combined to make a
terrible soreness and weariness.
Lolly put her head back down upon the straw and slept. She dreamed of being crushed.
Her muscles hurt her even in her sleep.

* * *

When she limped dizzily back to the house, she was dazed and in pain. Lolly poured
herself a drink, and as she drank she felt a little better.
She poured another. As she drank it down quickly, she relived her fucking by the ram.
It was a marvelous experience, and she felt like celebrating it. She leaned her head back,
glowing with drink and satisfaction.
As she drank, Lolly began to get more and more stimulated by her memories of the
fucking. She remembered every detail of it – the full feeling of the giant prick – the
warm flooding when he came. She shivered with ecstasy and lust.
Carrying the bottle, Lolly stumbled back to the barn. Why not do it again? She was
ready. She was very dizzy and confused about where she was going. All Lolly knew was
that she was going to get fucked.
She tripped and almost dropped her precious bottle. Catching herself in time, Lolly
stopped and drank some more. Hiccupping and gasping, she looked for the barn
entrance, but she couldn't find it. She stumbled along, totally lost, until she came to the
barn.
Only it wasn't the barn. It was another stock building, one she'd never been in. Lolly
searched through the darkness for the ram. She was happy and drunk and she didn't
care what happened.
The only animal there was a young bull. Lolly had never seen him before. He stared at
her suspiciously, but she wasn't afraid of him. She was giddy and horny, and she
kneeled on the straw near the bull and began to pet his cock and balls.
The stall had a heavy stench, but she didn't notice. Neither did she notice the restless
stamping of the bull's back legs. All Lolly wanted was to suck on his prick and then
have him fuck her with it.
She petted the bull's large cock and made a move toward his balls. She giggled with
excitement, and was about to reach for his cock with her mouth when the animal began
to make loud, roaring noises.
Sam reached her before the bull trampled her. He pulled her out of the way and then
slammed the stall door shut. Shaking with fear and breathing heavily, he sat down on
the ground, relieved and weak.
Lolly never even realized how close she had come to being killed. A bad scratch on
Sam's arm was the only reminder of her narrow escape from the bull's horns.
"Oh, thank you, Sam. Thank you," she giggled giddily.
Sam glowered at her. "You'll get yourself killed that way," he warned angrily.
She looked serious for a moment. "Did I really almost get killed?"
"Oh, you crazy girl." Sam hugged her hard. "There wouldn't have been nothing left of
your pretty body once those horns stuck you." He was still shaking a little.
She shivered and held on to him. "I'm so dizzy. I feel sick."
He held her tightly, finally getting over his fright. "Now you belong to me, girl.
Y'hear?"
She stared at him with glazed eyes. "Yes, Sam. You're cute."
Lolly giggled drunkenly, and Sam tried to push her away. "Ya don't even know what
you're doing, do ya? I don't want ya like that."
Lolly clung to him, and he gently pushed her away and disentangled her arms from his
neck. "I'm gonna fuck you tomorrow, gal, and I want you dead sober so you know who
it is. You're mine now, y'hear?"
"Uh-huh. Tomorrow we're going to fuck, Sam." She moved toward him again.
"I'm gonna bring you out here myself tomorrow afternoon, right after dinner. You get
yourself all prettied up for me with a nice bath and toilet water and all that good
smelling stuff. You're gonna get yourself fucked like you never been before. By a real
man."
He guided her to the tool house and pointed her toward her kitchen. When he saw
Lolly stagger safely in, Sam strutted back to his tool shed to tend to his arm. He could
have been gored real bad. "She's worth it," he gloated, mentally fucking her. He
breathed hard and watched his hard-on grow.
"I'm sure ready for you, little gal," he muttered.


Chapter 11

Lolly awoke with a dreadful headache, and a feeling that her life was really going to be
changed. She remembered all the events of yesterday – the fucking with the ram, the
heavy drinking, and the bull's attack.
"Jesus! Was I drunk!"
She shuddered over her narrow escape, and she felt real gratitude to Sam for watching
over her and saving her life. "I sure ain't never going near that crazy bull again.
Wouldn't you think he'd like a good fucking?"
She remembered her promise to fuck Sam, and her feelings were sort of mixed up. Lolly
needed fucking real bad, but now that she was sober, her original repulsion toward Sam
returned. "He's sorta slimy. I don't like him, and I never will. But, I guess I owe him. I
need a fucking, too. I'll do it once, but I don't need him. I can go back to the ram. You
can't beat him. I don't know what to do. Well – I guess I owe him."
Lolly followed Sam's orders and got herself all prettied up, but she hid her new dress till
after she brought Jim his dinner. She was all bathed and ready except for the dress.
Jim sniffed the air. "How come you got all that junk on you? You sure stink up the
room. Who ya planning on fucking?"
Lolly didn't answer him. She flounced out of the room, mentally kicking herself for
putting on the toilet water so early. t t t
Sam didn't eat much dinner. He was too excited and nervous about fucking Lolly. She
sure smelled awful good as she leaned over him to serve up his food. He felt as tense
and scared as a green schoolboy on a date.
"You're sure pretty, Lolly. I'm glad that bull didn't scratch up that pretty face." It
wouldn't do no harm to remind her that she owed him.
Lolly shuddered. "Yeah. I ain't never going near him again." She sighed, looking at
Sam. He sure didn't turn her on. Well, she needed a prick inside her, so she'd do it. It
would pay him back for saving her. She'd do it once.
Sam noticed her coldness and he decided that a little corn liquor might help a lot. She
was sure ready to fuck anything the day before. But he didn't want her dead drunk. He
loved her too much for that.
"I got the cocktails and music all ready for ya, baby," he said softly. "I can hardly wait."
"I just have to wash up the dinner dishes," she stalled. "And then I'll put on my best
dress and I'll meet you.
"No. I'll wait right here and escort you out, honey. And the dishes can wait. But, I got
something ready down here that can't wait no more." He leered at her, trying to hide
his fear that she'd back out.
"O.K., " Lolly sighed, turning off the faucet. "I'll get ready right now. What kinda
music you got, Sam?"
"Good old WJJD," he laughed. "I got me a portable radio with batteries. It'll be real
romantic, baby."
Lolly felt a moment's hope that the fucking would be good. She ran to put on her dress.

* * *

Sam kept his promise. As he took off Lolly's best dress, the radio music was playing,
and he poured her a double shot of corn liquor. That would warm her up some, he
plotted.
Lolly stretched out on the blanket he'd provided. "This is real nice, Sam," she
whispered, drinking the liquor down fast. "You tried real hard." She felt a moment's
tenderness toward the man who had saved her life, and who wanted her so bad.
"I love you," he panted, pouring her another double.
The radio had a real nice tune on it, and she was beginning to feel something aching in
her cunt. She needed fucking bad. Lolly drank down her drink.

* * *

Jim was no fool. He knew the bitch was up to something. She sure didn't stink herself
up with toilet water for the chickens! That house dress didn't fool him none.
He couldn't touch a bite of his dinner. The food sat there on a tray and the smell
nauseated him. His jealousy was eating him up.
"Why didn't I fire the bastard? I shoulda known she'd go after him once Kenny was
gone."
Jim limped up to the window and searched the area for a sign of them. He knew deep
in his gut what they were doing.
There was nothing insight. If they were in the barn it would be no use. He had to make
it down the stairs by himself. Jim gritted his teeth in nervousness.
"I'll make it. I have to!"
Before he did, though, he decided to make one more try to see what was going on. He
searched for his old pair of binoculars with trembling hands. As he adjusted them, they
shook even more.
He didn't want to see what he had to see. They were there, damn them, way out near
the barn, on the grass. Damned if they weren't lying there naked on a blanket, with a
jug of something nearby.
Sobbing, Jim took one more look before he left. They were entwined like a bucket of
worms, their legs and arms all wrapped up together. His prick was probably inside her
already. Jim felt like vomiting. He gagged up some bile as he searched the spare room
for his rifle.
It took a while to wrap up the old gun in a blanket and throw it downstairs with lots of
ammunition. Jim was suddenly calm and cold as he planned what he had to do.
Getting himself down the steep, narrow flight of stairs was the problem. He decided to
toss down his crutches and rely on the banister for support.
Slowly and carefully, he made it down, step by step. The cast was big and clumsy, but
he was determined to get where he had to go.
Breathing hard, Jim gulped down a swig of corn liquor, and then he carefully loaded
the old rifle. It had been oiled recently for hunting, but he never kept it loaded on
account of Kenny. Kenny. Jim's chest was full of pain at the thought of his lost son.
That slut! That filthy cunt!
He picked up the gun and his crotches and slowly made his way out to the barn. Jim
tried not to think about the fucking that was going on. He planned to go through the
barn and fire at them from the barn door. They'd both have a moment to know who
was paying them back. Jim shuddered at what he had to do.


Chapter 12

Lolly was real high, and between the liquor and the petting and the music, she was
having a ball. It was sure nice having a man make love to her again. Still, even in her
drunken glow, she didn't like Sam none.
But when he started to undress her, his touch and the sight of his big red prick just
waiting to push inside her, made her really want him. She wanted that big, beautiful
cock in her cunt. Lolly was breathing hard as Sam sucked on her tits and petted her
damp pussy.
He laid her down on the blanket and kissed her wet and deep. "I gotta put him in. I
gotta!" he moaned.
She spread her legs wide apart and dizzily waited for the thrill of it. It was sure good as
his cock pushed inside her and fucked her hard. All her juices were flowing, and she
was real ready.
Even in her drunken stupor, Lolly realized that Sam's big prick was a real nothing
compared to what she'd been having with the ram. Lolly silently reminisced about the
ram's cock as Sam fucked in and out.
But the thought of the ram's fucking and the penetration by Sam's stiff cock were
working on her, and she was getting hotter and hotter.
"Oh, Jesus! I'm gonna come! I'm gonna come! Mmmmmm... mmmmmnnnn-uh!" she
moaned and grunted.
"Oh, baby. Let it all pour out! Come big! Come big!" Sam gasped as he pumped his
cum into her. "I'm coming! I'm coming!" He moaned in ecstasy as she clasped him
hard and their juices mingled.
They lay there quietly for a while, each deep in his own thoughts. The radio announcer
was selling automobiles, and Lolly was trying to figure out a way to tell Sam.
He petted her naked tit. "It was wonderful, honey. I love you."
Lolly cleared her throat and decided to get it over with. "I done it to pay you back, Sam.
I'm sure grateful to you. But this was the last time. I ain't gonna do it with you no
more." She turned away from him and tried to nap.
Sam turned her head back and stared hard at her. He was very nervous. "You came,
didn't ya? I felt it! You enjoyed it!"
"Yeah," she admitted, "but I don't want you no more. I paid you back." How could she
tell him she preferred an animal to him?
Sam refused to accept this. "You'll love it again, just like before. Anyhow, if you ain't
good to me, I'll tell Jim what you've been doing with all the animals."
His huge hand began to pet her tit, and the other hand was caressing her thigh.
Lolly was angry, but she began to feel her passion rise again. Oh, what was the use? she
asked herself. It felt so good. She turned to him, hating him for his threats, but loving
what his hands were doing to her starved body.
She spread her legs and let his thick finger push inside her cunt. She was gooey from
their mixed juices, and it slid in so fine and easy.
Her tits were tingling from his touch, and Sam was playing with her nipples, when she
heard Sam whisper, "Oh, my God!"
Lolly never even saw Jim till it was all over.

* * *

Jim leaned shakily against the barn door looking out at the meadow. The meadow was
usually a pretty sight, but today it was a scene of horror to him. Lolly's naked body was
lying there on the blanket, her legs wide apart and her cunt waiting for Sam. Naked
Sam had just removed his finger from her cunt, and he was playing with her beautiful
tits.
Jim began to cry, and with a shaking hand he began to aim as Sam started to mount
her.
His finger was ready, and it pulled the trigger. The force of the recoil almost knocked
him over. He was crying real hard over what he had to do next.
Lolly's white body was splashed with Sam's blood that was gushing from his neck. She
was screaming like a wild thing, her arms wrapped around her tits, as though they
could stop the bullet he was fixing to shoot at her.
"Please, Jim! Please don't kill me! I didn't want him! He forced me! He made me do it!"
"Yeah!" snarled Jim. "You sure looked like you were hating it, you slut! Now you gotta
take what's coming!"
He reloaded with trembling hands. Jim's legs were feeling awful weak. She looked so
pretty, sitting up there begging, stark naked, and her eyes bugging out.
Lolly jumped up and ran toward him, her big tits flopping and her eyes streaming with
tears and terror. She kneeled at Jim's feet and grabbed at his good leg, kissing it and
begging.
"I promise to be good. I'll be good. I swear it. I love you so. I was only bad because I
was so deprived and because he forced me at first. I swear it, Jim! Please! Please – don't
kill me! I love you!" She ended up in a pitiful childish wail that was fit to break his
heart.
He was weakening. This poor child didn't know no better, and she'd been deprived of
sex too long. But that wasn't what finally made Jim set the rifle down. His old cock was
begging him too. It needed that little cunt that was pawing away at his leg. It needed
her bad. His eyes were running with tears of jealousy and relief. It would have killed
him to have pulled that trigger on her.
They wept together for a while, while Lolly hugged Jim and made terrified promises
and Jim repeated his threats.
"I swear it, girl! The next time I catch ya fucking, you're dead! I don't care how pretty
you are and how much I want you! You're nothing but a torture for me, and you're
gonna be dead! Ya hear?"
He screamed this, but her ears heard nothing but that she was saved. Her intoxicated
brain kept repeating, "He ain't gonna do it. I knew he wouldn't. I knew."
She helped him dig a shallow grave for Sam down by the truck garden. No one would
ever know where he lay, because that ground was dug up regular. They piled some
compost over the grave, and Lolly tried to say a few words of prayer she remembered
from her childhood. They were mighty skimpy prayers, and Jim stood sullenly nearby,
refusing to join in.
Then Lolly helped him up the steep stairs and into bed. Jim had all sorts of big plans
for Lolly to give his cock a blow job, but by the time she returned from the shower,
with the blood all cleaned off, he was all wiped out and fast asleep. The strain of the last
hour had done him in, and Lolly crept away in relief.
She didn't want to do the blow job for him because she remembered how hot it always
made her. She was craving sex enough without any more stimulation. The one fucking
with Sam had been great, but she was all steamed up for more.
Lolly was also mighty tired, but she knew she'd never sleep until she got some real
fucking – no blow jobs.
She was halfway to her bedroom when she stopped short and changed direction. No
one would ever know, and she had to have it!


Chapter 13

On her way to the barn, Lolly shivered as she passed near Sam's grave. It didn't bother
her none that he wasn't around any more, but she hated his being dead. And – even
more – she was scared because now she knew that Jim was capable of killing her.
"You fool you," she mumbled to herself as she ran past the truck garden. "You'll get
yourself shot over a dirty, smelly ram." That didn't stop her. On she ran.
The barn was a cool refuge, and it had many memories of pleasure. Lolly remembered
fucking there with Kenny, and she thought sadly of him. But she sure didn't miss Sam
none. Then she thought of all the chores she'd have to do in his place, and she groaned
with dread.
Lolly passed the calves and the sheep, and then she went to the special stall that held
the ram.
Her breath was coming fast from excitement, just at the smell of him.
He stood there majestically, his large curving horns making a real picture. Lolly sort of
wished he'd notice her. "Well, when he gets a smell of my cunt juice he'll take notice,"
she giggled.
She watched the animal nervously as she kneeled near his cock. Then she reassured
herself that a ram was nothing like a bull and she was safe. Lolly still kept an eye on his
rear legs in case she had to make a run for it.
She was all tensed up with excitement and need.
No use trying to go to sleep without it. Her eyes feasted upon the ram's large cock and
balls. They hung there just waiting for her, and she sure knew what to do with them.
Lolly licked her lips and moved them closer to her target. The odor was overwhelming,
but so was her desire. Her little tongue flicked out at the huge cock and began to lick it.
The animal stirred and Lolly jumped. She kept watching those back legs as she licked.
Her tongue covered the entire hairy cock, tasting its salty gaminess. Her insides were
really aching for it now. She couldn't wait much longer to have his cock inside her
cunt.
Lolly began to suck on the cock, starting at the thick, oozing tip and moving slowly
down the shaft. She could only fit a little part of the prick inside her mouth, but she
exulted over the prospect of fitting the long cock deep inside her cunt.
Lolly breathed in gasps, licking the cock in between the sucking. Then, in a frenzy, she
moved her tongue to his musky balls, and she began to lick and suck them. Their odor
was heavy, and she began to feel faint. She needed to be fucked so bad.
Lolly couldn't wait any longer. She stopped sucking and quickly stepped out of her
housedress and panties. Her cunt must have been real busy, because juice was dripping
from it down her thighs.
She moved her finger inside her juicy pussy and got it real wet. Then she got some of
the thick white juice from her thigh on it. The finger moved near the ram's nose. His
nostrils began to twitch and he moved his legs restlessly.
"Ah! Now you're as horny as I am!" Lolly crowed. She gave him one more smell of cunt
juice.
Then she kneeled near the ram on the prickly hay and raised her ass up as high as she
could get it so he could smell her.
Lolly waited a few minutes, and when he didn't do anything, she spread her legs wide
apart so he'd get the smell of her cunt in his nose.
She couldn't see anything, bending over like that, but she heard some loud snorts and
his legs moving. Then, when her pussy was aching so it couldn't wait any more, she felt
his heaviness.
His front legs crushed her back as his warmth and bulk invaded her. The ram's large
cock moved swiftly against her cunt hole, demanding entrance.
Lolly strained to spread her legs and help the prick fit in.
"It's so big! It'll split me!" she worried in her excitement – eagerly waiting to be split by
it.
The big cock thrust against her juicy hole, and with relief she felt it moving in. He
pushed hard with all of his animal strength, knowing nothing but his own satisfaction.
Lolly groaned with happiness at the feel of the ram's cock fucking hard in and out of
her. It was warm and fuzzy, and at first she felt the little hairs tickling her cunt. But she
was so wet and ready that it slid in deep and hard, and she became almost unconscious
from excitement.
Lolly's groaning turned to a low wailing as the huge prick invaded further. The pain of
it was all part of the pleasure and the tense waiting. But, the waiting was finally over.
She began to ache and throb in regular spasms, gushing out white goo to welcome the
huge pushing cock.
He came swiftly. She felt a final hard shove and then a flood of warm cum shooting
deep within her cunt.
Lolly's aching body responded to the warm flow with another rhythmic aching spasm.
She screamed and wept and grabbed at the straw floor as the prick kept spouting deep
within her body.
It was still coming, in slow, steady spurts now. The warm jism drove her crazy wild,
and with agonized moans, Lolly came again in gushing waves of hysterical screaming
release.
He left her quickly, and she crumpled up in exhaustion on the dank hay. She rested as
her satisfied cunt dripped the ram's cum onto her thighs.

* * *

Lolly stirred. It was chilly, and the prickly hay was scratching her naked body.
Groaning with satisfaction, she pulled on her housedress and buttoned a few buttons.
Before she could finish buttoning it, she had dropped off again in a heavy sleep.

* * *

Jim was awakened by the sight of the spurting blood. In his dream, he reenacted the
killing. Only, instead of Lolly lying there naked spattered with blood, it was another
woman. With a chilling certainty, he remembered that the woman in the dream was his
first wife.
Once awake, he lay there shaking with fear and guilt over what he had done. His main
feeling, though, was anger. That bitch was the cause of it all. Sadly, Jim realized that it
was only a matter of time before she'd be at it again. He wept with racking sobs and
turned over, trying desperately to go back to sleep. Yet, he feared the nightmare again.
It was then that he heard her. She was sneaking down the creaky stairs. "Oh, no!
What's she up to now?" Jim searched his mind for an inkling of who she could possibly
be fucking now.
He pulled on "his pants quickly and limped over to his crutches. He was real good even
without them now, as it had been a real long time and the cast was about to come off.
Sadly, Jim asked himself why the bitch couldn't have waited another week. Only one
more week, and he could have fucked her himself.
"Well, maybe she's only down in the kitchen having a drink. It won't do no harm to
follow her and let her know she ain't getting away with nothing." He sighed and
carefully limped toward the stairs.
The descent was slow, but Jim finally made it down. He picked up his crutches that
he'd tossed down the stairs, and he began the search for her.
She wasn't in the kitchen, and he limped all over the big house, making sure she wasn't
there. He even called out her name, but there was no Lolly.
The tears came again to his eyes as he feared what he might find. But Jim was
determined to know what she was up to. He slowly made the back stairs and headed for
the barn.
He had a sudden thought about his rifle. It was back at the house, upstairs. "Oh, no! I
can't kill her. I can't do it!"
Crying hard, he limped into the dark barn. The cool air and his fears chilled him.
Shaking, he passed through the quiet stalls, afraid of what he'd find. The only animals
that were stirring were the cows, swollen with milk, and waiting.
The very last stall was where he found her. There she was, stretched out on the hay, all
alone. Jim was so relieved that he wanted to really bawl.
He bent over her to wake her up, but by then his eyes were more used to the barn's
darkness.
It was then that he saw the spread apart legs, still gooey from cum. Looking closer, he
noticed the half unbuttoned housedress. But, most dismaying of all, was the satisfied
smile on Lolly's sleeping face.
Jim began to tremble again, and his disordered mind tried to make plans. But he was
too shook and sick to decide what to do about her.
The lousy cunt! She was fucking again, but I was too late to catch them! All the way
through the bam he wept and gagged.
Suddenly, his half-crazed brain began to work again. He'd catch them yet. The only
way was to hide out in the bam. Maybe the man would come back and they'd go at it
again. Why else was she waiting there on the hay?
Jim limped to a dark comer of the bam near the calves. He slowly got himself down on
the hay, with his crutches handy nearby, and he wept and raged.
"I'll wait till hell freezes over if I have to! And, when I catch them, they're both going to
get it!"


Chapter 14

Lolly woke up with a strange feeling. She wasn't in her own bed. Then it came back to
her where she was and what she had been doing. She groaned and stretched and then
she rubbed her sticky thighs together. The jism had dried up, but she could still see it
there. It reminded her of her wonderful fuck.
She was horny again. Or maybe she was still horny – she didn't know. All Lolly knew
was that that magnificent prick was waiting there for her. Would he want to do it
again? Why not try?
The sun was up, so Lolly hooked up the milking machines.
She was a little bit nervous, because Jim would be wanting his breakfast fixed. "Oh,
hell! I can't wait that long for the fucking!"
Once the milk was being cooled, she ran back to the ram. Out of breath, she flung
herself on the hay under him and began to stroke his wonderful cock.
It was a beautiful sight, and she became very hot as she gazed at it swelling under her
caresses. It was erect, and the animal grunted and made little gasping sounds as she
sucked on his prick. She sucked harder, and the stall began to disappear. There was
nothing but him and the beautiful cock that satisfied her so much. Everything else
faded away as Lolly sucked and tasted the salty juice that was dripping from the ram's
cock.
She stopped sucking in order to prolong the pleasure, and she moved her lips to his
balls. They hung there, large and ready, and she sucked and licked on them for a while.
The animal grunted, and Lolly's cunt ached so. She couldn't wait any longer.
When she stripped she was so eager that she tore off a button. All she could think of
was that giant prick pushing inside her cunt. Just the thought of what was going to
happen made her all creamy inside.
Lolly pushed her forefinger deep inside her cunt and coated it with her juices. She let
the animal smell the pussy juice, and then she slowly moved her gooey finger into his
mouth. The ram licked her finger, and he began breathing hard. His back legs were
making stamping movements, but Lolly was too far gone to notice them. When Lolly
kneeled in front of the animal, he snorted and panted, and she knew he was as hot as
she was. She lifted her ass up as high as it could go. It was very near to the animal, and
he could smell her cunt juices as she spread her legs wide apart.
He moved swiftly onto her back, and she could feel his hot, smelly breath. His front
legs rested on her back as his prick moved to find her cunt hole.
Lolly felt the crushing weight as the animal's warm prick approached her cunt from the
rear. The cock tickled and thrilled her, and she began to moan in anticipation. She
knew that it would soon be pushing up against her wet pussy opening.
The pushing was so warm and hard. She felt his fuzzy hard cock pushing relentlessly
into her cunt. Lolly spread her thighs apart and the prick began its movement inside
her. It pushed into the tight little hole, and she gasped in ecstasy and fear.
It was always the same. She feared the huge cock as it thrust its way in, and yet, the
thrill of its fullness drove her mad with desire.
"Um-um-mmmm-mmmmm!" The cock was only part way in, but the feel of it pushing
and filling her was enough. She came in a wild spasm, clawing away at the hay on the
floor.
The animal neither knew nor cared. He invaded further, ripping deep inside her cunt.
The cock moved in even further, and then she felt a grunting release as the warmth
filled her. The hot jism gushed within her, and the large cock moved even deeper,
gushing as it pushed.
Lolly screamed and came again. Then she squeezed her thighs around the huge fullness
within her. She rolled around as much as she could with the heavy weight on her back.
She squeezed and tightened and enclosed his cock as her pumping juices gushed forth
to meet his.
Lolly groaned in ecstasy and then came again. The heavy animal was still pouring it
into her, and then she squeezed his cock hard and let go again.
She slept, and when she awoke a few minutes later, the animal had already pulled out
his prick and left her.
The next thing she felt was Jim pulling her up off the straw.

* * *

Jim couldn't sleep. He thought about the dead man buried in the truck garden, and he
knew that he would have to kill again.
He wept and vomited and wept again. There was no way out. Jim was no longer
completely sane, but he knew what he had to do. The craziness was from his grief, but
the long hours of waiting had given him a form of sanity and a plan.
When he heard the moaning noises from the ram's stall, Jim silently lifted his crutches
and limped there.
Never in all of his nightmares was he prepared for the sight he saw. Jim had mentally
seen Lolly fucking any one of ten neighboring farmers, and that would have driven him
mad to really see it.
But when he saw his young wife kneeling naked on the straw, being fucked by a large
ram, something snapped within him.
He missed part of the fucking because he began to vomit when he heard the moans and
first saw the animal's prick move deep inside his wife's cunt. Jim never meant to just
stand and watch the fucking, but he was unable to do anything but retch and gag and
throw up bile.
When Jim was finally able to stop vomiting, the animal had finished coming. The ram
withdrew his still-erect cock, and majestically moved away to his regular place.
Lolly groaned in ecstasy, and as Jim painfully rose, she sank down into a deep, satisfied
sleep.
Jim moaned and wept all the way as he limped toward his sleeping wife. He pulled her
up off the straw and hit her hard on the side of her face. She had a few brief moments
of wakefulness before his blows made her unconscious.
Jim dragged her nude body behind him as he moved out of the bam and into the next
building. In his hysteria, a new plan had formed.
He dropped her white little body into the bull's stall. The animal snorted and began to
stamp his feet. Jim wept and watched, hoping it would be over fast; but the bull made
no move toward Lolly's inert form.
Jim, still weeping, limped quickly back into the barn, and he led a cow into the bull's
stall. The cow was making excited lowing sounds as he pushed her inside the stall and
tied up the door.
The bull became excited at the sight of the cow. The snorting and stamping became
wilder, and he trampled Lolly. The cow lowed quietly in a comer of the stall, and the
bull, half-mad with desire, lowered his head and charged at Lolly.
He gored her body in many places, and his sharp horns pierced and shattered her. The
cow silently and fearfully awaited her mate.
Jim couldn't watch. All he knew was that she must have regained consciousness before
she died, because he heard Lolly's screams.
Jim realized on his way back to the house that he would never stop hearing them. By
the time he made the steep stairs and found his rifle, he was very grateful for the
silence.


THE END
