SISTER'S ANIMAL URGE
By Frank Brown


Foreword

The process of growing up, of passing through the age of adolescence has, through the
ages, been marked by great inner turmoil, uncertainty, and tremendous pressures from
family and peer group alike. Certainly, in our society today, the problems of youth
appear to be more marked than ever before.
Peony Davis is a teenager embarking on her own special journey into adolescence. She
finds herself plagued by her powerful emotions, sometimes feeling guilty about her
awakening sexuality, sometimes getting angry over imagined slights and youthful
misjudgments.
She is eager for the offered companionship of animals. Then Gail is caught in a crossfire
of emotion – condemning herself on one hand; enjoying them on the other hand.
SISTER'S ANIMAL URGE – the story of one young girl's coming of age. A lesson to
us all. A reminder, once again, that growing up is not easy.
-The Publisher


Chapter 1

The excited beagle, sitting on its haunches next to the bed, dribbled saliva from its
panting tongue as it watched the two teenaged girls writhe against each other on top of
the mattress. The dog's wormlike red prick, quivering and dripping as wildly as was his
tongue, protruded four inches out of its hairy cock sheath. The dog whimpered, starved
for the cunt-drool of the two moaning girls. He kept his ears pricked, listening for his
mistress's cue for him to join her and Peony on the bed. The two naked girls moaned,
but no immediate cue came.
Peony, squirming under her girlfriend, sucked on Lisa's lips and tongue, tasted Lisa's
sweet saliva. Her tongue rubbed against Lisa's.
"I'm so horny!" Peony moaned, sliding her hands up and down Lisa's velvety back.
"Oooh, baby, let's rub our clits together!"
Lisa grabbed a pillow and shoved it under Peony's naked ass, raising Peony's hips so
the girls could plaster their wet cunts together more easily. Peony pulled her bent legs
up to her tits, forcing her dark-haired cunt to open up. She spread her legs as best she
could in this knees-to-chest position, then reached forward between her legs and spread
apart Lisa's hairy cunt-slabs with her thumbs. Lisa had bridged herself over Peony in a
hands-and-knees pushup position. Lisa thrust her loins forward and down, gluing her
wet, wide-spread cuntlips to Peony's open cunt.
Their two hard clits kissed, sending an electric shiver through both their nude, excited
bodies. Lisa pressed down while Peony wriggled her ass and forced her crotch upward.
Their sizzling, drooling cunts rubbed madly against each other, clits squirming,
inflamed cunt-meat sucking at inflamed cunt-meat.
Peony felt tingles stream through the core of her legs, felt hot needles prickling the
ends of her pink, wiggling toes. Wrapping her hands around Lisa's beautiful round
asscheeks, Peony hugged the other girl's loins to her own, crushing their throbbing
cunts together with all her strength as she strained upward, panting, her heart
pounding her breastbone, delicious hot sensations exploding in her loins.
"Ohh, Lisa, I'm coming already! Oh, honey, ahhhhhh!" Her ass jerked up and down.
Her raw, spasming cunt rubbing against Lisa's wide-spread cunt, their wet cunt-meat
making squishing sounds as their swollen cunt-lips sucked at each other.
The beagle's red cock flexed like a wriggling snake as he watched Peony's hot cunt
drool dribble out of her spasming pussy and trickle down her pink asscrack. He shoved
his snout high into the air, his dilated nostrils sniffing, pained whimpers gurgling in his
throat. Had he not been trained by experts, he never would have been able to restrain
himself from leaping onto the bed and burying his wet snout between Peony's shivering
little asscheeks.
Peony closed her eyes and fell back, letting go of Lisa's asscheeks and letting Lisa hump
freely at her cunt while the last of her hot spasms gnawed their way through her
sizzling cunt.
After a few moments she opened her eyes. "Did you come, Lisa?"
Lisa, still humping, her face flushed, her mouth clenched with concentration, began to
say something, then collapsed on Peony, moaning and writhing. She bit Peony's left
cheek, then licked at Peony's left ear and sucked on it while muttering and groaning,
her hot body twitching with orgasm.
Peony could feel Lisa's hard clit twitching between her own spongy cunt-slabs. Lisa had
a very large clit. Had Lisa been a boy, she probably would have had a cock as big as
Peter did.
Peter was Peony's handsome teenaged brother and both Peony and Lisa spent a lot of
their time wishing they could cop a feel of his enormous cock. Peony was sure that
Peter had a bigger cock than any other boy at Alexander High School, not that she'd
seen that many cocks she could compare Peter's to – she just had a gut feeling that
Peter's cock was the biggest. She couldn't imagine a cock growing bigger than Peter's,
not even her dad's.
Lisa's convulsed body finally softened, and she settled down luxuriously on Peony, her
loins humping gently with the last flickers of her orgasm. The two girls kissed, Lisa
petting Peony's head and pushing the dark, almost-black hair off Peony's forehead.
Lisa's hair, by contrast, was a golden blonde.
"I wish you didn't have to go," Lisa said. "I'm gonna miss you so much. Who am I
gonna rub tits with?" She pushed her hand between them and felt Peony's
overdeveloped tits one at a time.
Peony, like her mother, had developed a mature set of tits early and they seemed to be
still growing. Peony, with her girlish young body and her tits already larger than the
average-sized woman's tits, was top-heavy when she was standing or walking.
Lisa slid down and sucked on Peony's large left cherry, letting her tongue play over its
erect bumps. Peony had cherries larger than silver dollars, and nipples as large and as
firm as fingertips. One of Peony's cherries was about the same size as Lisa's freakishly
large clit.
As Lisa sucked rhythmically, Peony felt her cunt contract with the same rhythm. "Oh,
stop!" she said, pushing Lisa's head away. "I don't wanna get all worked up again. We
don't have much time before I have to go home." The she grabbed Lisa's head, pulled
her face up, and laid a wet kiss on Lisa's mouth. "I'm gonna miss you too. But I have to
go. There's nothing I can do about it."
Lisa sighed. "You're not gonna forget me, are you?"
Peony rolled her eyes. "I'm only gonna be gone a month. My memory's not that poor.
Maybe if I was gone all summer-" She smiled impishly.
Lisa pinched Peony's tit. "You little fart!"
Peony screamed and grabbed for Lisa's smaller, more cone-shaped tits, determined to
sink her fingernails into her girlfriend's nipples. The girls wrestled, rolling all over the
bed.
The beagle, straining at an invisible leash, began to bark.
The girls rolled off the bed and rolled across the carpet, laughing and squealing as they
pinched at each other's tits. Peony succeeded in shoving her middle finger up Lisa's wet
cunt. As she twisted and pistoned the finger, Lisa slowed her fighting and went limp.
"Oh, baby, finger-fuck it!" Lisa moaned. She began to pant, squirming on the carpet,
her head suddenly rolling against the beagle's meaty leg. She glanced up at the panting
dog, then turned her head to look between his legs. "Look at Berty's prick. Isn't it
weird?"
Peony, continuing to finger-fuck Lisa, leaned down to look between the dog's legs. Her
cunt throbbed at the sight of the red, glossy dog-prick.
"The head of his cock is about the size of your clit," she said, tweaking Lisa's clit with
her thumb. "It sure looks hot."
"Oh, God, I've gotta try something!" Lisa said, squirming several more inches along the
floor until her head was under the dog's belly and her nose was just inches from the
twitching dog-prick. "I've never done this before, but I just have to try it. Oh, God, I'm
excited!"
You sure are, Peony thought, feeling hot pussy juice dribbling out of her girlfriend's
throbbing cunt. Lisa's cunt felt like a nest of wriggling hot worms around her twisting,
sliding middle finger, and Peony, suddenly so excited that she thought she might come,
fucked the middle finger of her left hand up her own cunt.
The beagle, looking from one girl's crotch to the other, sniffed furiously, licking his
chops all the while.
"He's dying to lick our pussies," Peony said. "Why don't we let-" But before she could
finish her sentence, she finally understood what Lisa was up to, and she couldn't believe
her eyes.
Lisa, cooing and muttering to herself, suddenly opened her mouth and sucked the
beagle's stiff cock between her wet lips. The dog let out a sharp yelp, and his furry
flanks shivered, waves seeming to dart back and forth under the thick fur. Lisa slurped
and munched loudly on the dog's cock. Her cunt contracted repeatedly, massaging
Peony's finger.
Peony was freaked out. It had taken her quite a while to get used to letting the dog lick
out her cunt. Lisa had finally convinced her that it was only natural for a girl to enjoy
the hot, lapping tongue of a dog between her legs. But, God, this was something else!
Here was Lisa sucking on the dog's slimy cock as if it were a candy cane. Peony's first
impulse was to vomit.
"Mmmmm, it's good!" Lisa mumbled. "Oh, God, I love it!" She bobbed her head now
while she sucked, devouring the dog's squirming cock, sucking it right down to the
hairy sheath, at the same time wiggling her ass and humping her pussy at Peony's
finger-fucking middle digit.
Peony sat there with her mouth hanging open, her right middle finger buried up Lisa's
cunt and her left one buried up her own cunt. She was frozen, shocked. She watched
her best girlfriend as if in a trance. Lisa was sucking the dog's cock! She was trying to
suck the dog off, to make the beagle shoot his cum into her mouth!
She's lost her mind, Peony thought. She's crazy!
"Come on, big boy, shoot it!" Lisa muttered. Then she sucked up the dog's cock again
and twisted her head, giving the dog's cock a twisting, sliding, sucking, licking treat.
The dog thrust his snout up in the air and whined. At the same time, he lifted his ass a
few inches off the ground and humped his loins with unbelievable quickness at his
mistress's flushed face. His ass shuddered. Lisa gagged, choked, sucked and slurped
disgustingly on his cock. She grunted, trying to say something while the dog shot his
hot cum down her throat.
Peony leaned closer, watching dog-cum dribble from the corner of Lisa's mouth and
drip off her chin onto the wine-red carpet. The beagle's shiny red prick shimmied
between Lisa's sucking lips, squirting more and more jism into Lisa's mouth. The
beagle panted as fast as he humped, his furry flanks racked with shuddering waves.
Peony gagged, feeling as if she were going to vomit as she watched the dog-prick slide
all the way out of Lisa's mouth and spurt a stream of sticky, grayish dog-cum onto
Lisa's face. At that moment, Lisa's seething, quivering cunt contracted around Peony's
middle finger, and Lisa came.
Lisa moaned, bucking her ass while she rolled her blonde head on the carpet and
twisted her face against the dog's twitching red prick. The beagle had finally stopped
shooting. Lisa flicked her tongue at the quivering dog-prick, causing it to wriggle
against her face and lips. Then she burrowed her nose down under the dog's loins and
tried to suck on his balls.
Peony, her mind whirling with confusion – fear that her best friend had gone crazy,
but excitement at her friend's display of unbridled lust-yanked her finger out of Lisa's
contracting cunt and tried to pull the moaning girl out from under the dog.
"Stop it, Lisa!" she snapped. "Please, stop it!"
Lisa rolled out from under the dog, her flushed face streaked with sticky dog-jism. She
lay with her eyes closed, her tits heaving, little whimpers escaping her slack mouth.
Suddenly, she opened her eyes, reached up to wrap her arms around Peony's neck, and
pulled Peony down on top of her, forcing their lips together in a fierce kiss.
Peony, taken completely by surprise, lay there passively for a few seconds, Lisa's hot
tongue probing her mouth, Lisa's wet face and nose heating her own. Then she tasted
and smelled the dog-jism, the dog-cum which was now clinging to her own face and
which she was swallowing, and her mind went black with horrified shock. The scent of
dog-cum flooded her head. She felt as if she were drowning in a sea of the pungent,
highly alkaline aroma. She'd smelled and tasted boy-cum only a few times in her life,
and even that she'd at first found almost nauseatingly pungent in smell and taste
although she had since learned to like it, and now craved it. But this dog-cum was
stronger and spicier than any boy-cum she'd tasted, and it's pungency almost knocked
her out at first. She shriveled her face up like a prune and tried to squirm out of Lisa's
hug.
"Let me go, Lisa! Oh, God, let me go before I vomit!"
Lisa tightened her hold and thrust her tongue down Peony's throat. Peony felt dog-cum
leaking down her cheek and seeping between their pressed-together lips. With horror,
she felt the trickle of salty cum enter her mouth. She squirmed, trying to wrestle away
from Lisa. Lisa held on, rolling with her. Now she found herself in worse shape, lying
on her back on the rough fuck carpet with Lisa lying on top of her, pinning her down
and forcing her legs wide apart.
"Eat cunt, Berty!" Lisa said between her panting. "Now, Berty, eat cunt!"
The dog responded immediately. With an excited yelp, he sprang between the spread
legs of the two girls and shoved his snout at their wet crotches. His long pink tongue
lapped up and down along the swollen cunt-slabs of the two pussies, eating their cunt
drool, stimulating their throbbing, tingling clits to throb and tingle all the more.
Peony gasped at the feeling of the hot wet dog-tongue licking furiously at her spread
cunt, and her repulsion and nausea from tasting and smelling dog-cum suddenly faded.
Her loins felt as if they were swelling, tightening. She felt corkscrewing tingles
saturating her cunt-slabs, felt them prickling up and down the core of her asshole.
Spontaneously, she forced her legs even wider, performing a nearly perfect full-split in
her supine position, and Lisa's legs, on top of Peony's, split to the same width.
Both girls were amazingly supple, having just completed a school year as gymnasts and
cheerleaders at Alexander High School. With their legs spread apart in a nearly perfect
straight line, both girls presented wide-open cunts to the slurping tongue of the beagle,
and he was able to lick deeply into their sizzling, dripping young cunts.
"Oh, God!" Peony moaned. "Oh, I can't stand it!"
Lisa, writhing on top of Peony, licked the dog-cum off Peony's face. "Oh, God, Peony, I
can't either! Oh, wow!"
Peony clawed Lisa's back, clinging to her girlfriend, humping her hairy cunt mound up
at Lisa's cunt mound. The dog's slurping, twisting, quivering tongue was driving her
crazy and all she could do to keep herself from screaming and squealing was to clutch
the naked body of her girlfriend to herself and keep writhing with the feelings torturing
her wide-open cunt. Suddenly, without thinking about what she was doing, she
responded to Lisa's kisses and licks with kisses and licks of her own. Her pink little
tongue roved all over her girlfriend's flushed, heated face, cleaning Lisa's face of the
beagle's salty, bitter cum. When she realized what she was doing, Peony winced for a
moment, then, feeling a perverse excitement at having lapped up the dog's cum, she
smacked her lips with lustful satisfaction.
Oh, hell! Peony thought. It's not that bad. Dog-cum actually tastes kind of good. And
she shivered with renewed excitement at what a filthy act she had just performed.
The beagle's fangs stabbed her swollen cunt-slabs like electric prods as he became more
and more daring in his pussy-eating. Then he was twisting his wet snout into her pussy
and breathing steam into her cunt. He began to gnaw gently on her itching, aching,
nearly bursting cunt-slabs and she spasmed immediately, a bestial whine bubbling out
of her throat, the exploding sensations in her pussy seeming to stream down the
quivering skin of her inner thighs like zillions of tiny scurrying feet.
Lisa held her, petting her face and covering it with kisses. "Come, baby! Oh, yeah,
come, come! Beautiful!
Through blurred vision, Peony watched
Lisa's blue eyes roll back until only the whites showed. Lisa's body tensed, then began
to shudder in Peony's arms. "I'm coming!" Lisa gasped. "Oh, baby, I'm coming too!"
The two girls writhed together, feeding the dog their spasming pussies. The beagle,
sliding his prick in the carpet, began to spurt cum again.


Chapter 2

Peter sat on the locker room bench and displayed his virility to his teammates. Naked,
his skin still rosy-colored and damp from his recent steaming shower, he leaned back
slightly, bracing his hands alongside his hips on the wooden bench. He kept his legs
spread, kept his feet planted wide apart on the concrete floor, allowing the dozen or so
boys seated on the bench opposite him and facing him to see the rattlesnake that
dangled over his fist-sized ball sac. His ridiculously overgrown cock-eight inches on the
hang normally and ten inches long when fully swollen and erect – now hung hugely in
its nine-inch, partially hard condition.
As long as he didn't start thinking of something too hot-like the enormous tits of his
mom or of his sister – he knew he could depend on his cock not to twitch its way up to
a full and embarrassing hard-on. He loved showing off his enormous slab of cockmeat
as long as he could control it. But it embarrassed the hell out of him when his cock
sometimes stood up like a beagle's wagging tail while he was parading naked around
the locker room. He yawned and shifted slightly, his movements causing his cock to
dangle heavily, its apple-sized head seeming to stretch it downward like a weight.
His teammates, some pulling on socks or underwear, glanced discreetly at Peter's cock.
Peter yawned again, thinking to himself: Eat your hearts out, guys. He'd been the envy
of all the guys at Alexander High since his freshman year when he'd shown up for
cross-country practice. Within a week, his cock had become the whispered talk of the
school. Now, on this last day of his sophomore year, having gotten together with
friends from the various athletic teams he'd been on for an after-school farewell 
partyconsisting of an easy social run – he wanted to remind them all of who was king 
in the cock department.
Peter was one of the smaller sophomore athletes – too small for football, but the right
size for cross-country and wrestling and swimming and track – but what he lacked in
physical stature, he made up for in the size of his cock.
"Hey, Davis, what're you gonna do for pussy for the next month?" The boy who had
asked the question was Roger Mason, a hairy, muscular kid who sat directly in front of
Peter.
"Ever hear of farm chicks?" Peter said coolly.
"Or female donkeys," said Tom Randolph. "You get hard-up for chicks, you can always
slam that salami of yours up some donkey's cunt, right Davis? And if the donkey didn't
look over her shoulder she'd never know it wasn't her donkey old man riding her itchy
ass."
All the boys laughed and Peter felt himself turn red for a moment. Then he countered
with: "And if you got up on her, Randolph, she'd think some sparrow had landed on
her ass and was pecking away at her pussy."
This brought even more laughter from the boys, including a token chuckle from red
faced Tom Randolph, and Peter felt pleased with himself. Deciding that the guys had
been impressed, and not wanting to overdo his obvious display, he began to dress,
pulling on his thick wool sweat socks first.
"You're gonna be on that farm for a whole month with just your aunt and your sister?"
Billy Forbes asked, moving over to Peter's bench to sit next to him while he pulled on
his own socks. "Yeah," Peter said.
"Shit, you'll be bored out of your pants," Forbes said.
"And pulling on his cock all the while," Mason said, causing more chuckles to echo in
the air of the locker room, which was permanently scented with the smell of teenaged
boys and liniment.
"Damn right," Peter said. "Just like you'll be, Mason."
"Four times a day," Mason said, grinning and pulling a T-shirt over his head. "Six when
I'm horny."
Peter was sure it was true. He was dressed in socks and a T-shirt now, and he wanted a
few extra seconds to show off his cock before pulling on his bikini underwear, so he
turned to Forbes.
"I'll be doing a lot of running," he said. "And probably some farm work. The month'll
be over before I know it. Then I'll have two months back here to fuck around before
school starts."
He stood up and wriggled into his underwear, curling his fat, warm cock around the
side of his hip so he could get it all in. He felt uncomfortable now, with his cock
partially swollen, but when it deflated to eight inches, it would ride better in his
underwear. He reached for his jeans next and bent forward as he pulled them over his
feet. The jeans fit snugly, almost too snugly. He could barely get his zipper closed.
Forbes had pulled on his own jeans. "You're positive you can't get out of going? You're
still invited to go camping with me and my dad, you know. We'd have a ball."
"Wish I could," Peter said. "But the old man and the old lady are going to Europe on
what they call a honeymoon, and me and my sister have to go stay with my aunt. I
raised hell about it until I turned blue, but the old man and old lady are more 
stubborn than two mules."
"Honeymoon?" yelled Mason as he banged shut his locker. "You mean they just got
hitched?"
Peter felt himself flushing. "Aw, you know, one of those second honeymoons. You
know how dizzy people can get after they've been married eighteen years."
"I know," said Mason, shaking his head. "I've got two dizzy parents of my own."
"Goddamned second honeymoon," Peter grumbled, stuffing his sweaty running clothes
into his gym bag.
But it was actually a first honeymoon, Peter knew, for his parents hadn't taken any
honeymoon following their wedding. When they'd been forced to get married, they'd
both been much too young to go on any honeymoon.

* * *

Buck Davis sniffed at his wife's ass and pussy. After eighteen years of marriage, he was
still crazy about the scent of her. Sandra Davis, on her hands and knees on the bed,
wiggled her upturned ass at him, wild thrills shooting through her horny asshole and
cunt. Buck rammed his nose and lips against his wife's spread asscrack and sucked at
her twitching pink pucker. As his tongue slid into her asshole, Sandra's pussy
contracted, oozing cum and pussy juice, which dripped off her dark cunt-hairs to add
more stains to the bed-sheet. Of all the bedsheets the Davises owned, there wasn't one
which wasn't covered with fuck-juice stains. Buck and Sandra had been lusting over
each other since they were kids and now, eighteen years later, their lust for each other
hadn't diminished; if anything, it had increased.
"Oh, baby, lick that ass!" Sandra moaned, gyrating her marvelous ass in her husband's
face, sliding her asshole back and forth on his tongue, panting and gasping like a bitch
in heat. "Mmmmm, mmm, it feels so damn good!"
And it tastes even better, Buck thought. His nine-inch cock was so stiff that the hot
cock-head was glued quivering to his lean abdomen. He was on his hands and knees
behind his naked wife, slurping and munching at her luscious ass as if he could never
get enough of it. And he knew he never would be able to get enough of it. He'd known
that from the first moment he'd seen her naked ass. He would never forget that day he
first saw her...
The first thing Buck had noticed about the new neighbors next door was their beautiful
raven-haired daughter. She had climbed out of the back seat of their brand new Ford
station wagon and had wiggled barefooted up to the house next door with her braless
tits wobbling like water balloons under her white T-shirt. She had the biggest tits he'd
ever seen on a high school girl. In fact, her tits were bigger than the tits of most of the
hot women in the contraband collection of Playboys he kept hidden under his mattress,
their glossy photographs wrinkled and stained from his trembling lips and his
pubescent cum. As he watched the new neighbor girl from his upstairs bedroom
window, he pulled out his cock and began to beat it off without even bothering to leave
the window to lock his bedroom door.
The girl, just before she stepped into her house, glanced up toward his window, a
knowing grin on her beautiful face. Buck jumped back, trembling all over, praying that
she hadn't seen him beating off in front of the window – while at the same time hoping
she had.
A few minutes later that unbelievable girl was standing in the window directly across
from his own. She smiled once at him, then hooked the bottom edges of her T-shirt
with her fingers and peeled it off over her head with one graceful motion. Her tits, the
color of grade-A cream and contrasting beautifully with her richly tanned belly and
shoulders, wobbled and quivered as if they were filled with jelly. The purple cherries
capping them were bigger than poker chips.
Buck squashed his nose to his window, gawking shamelessly at the new girl's tits,
beating his cock all the while. His lust seemed to sharpen his sense of vision, for he
could distinctly make out the bumps on the girl's cherries and the tiny milk-holes of
her nipples.
As he gazed at the girl's tits, she gazed at his cock, her pink tongue flicking over her
lips. He had an unusually large cock, he knew, so he let go of it and let it throb freely
in the air to give the girl a good look at his prick. The girl's mouth dropped open, her
face turned the color of her cherries, and her eyes twitched with the excited jerks of his
nearly vertical prick. Suddenly she shoved down her jeans and rammed her middle
finger up between her legs. Buck didn't know a hell of a lot about the female anatomy,
but he was certain that she had fucked her finger up her cunt. And when she began to
jerk her hand, he knew that she was jacking off. He grabbed his prick and pumped it.
They stood there in their opposite bedroom windows and watched each other jack off.
Within a minute Buck was ready to come. Moments before he felt the cum uncoiling in
his fat balls, he watched the girl swivel around and show him her ass. She pressed her
naked ass to her window, turning it up so he could see her spread asscrack. Her pucker
was glistening with moisture and twitching. His last thought before he squirted his
thick cum against the window, the sensations of his orgasm becoming so intense that
his mind blacked out for several moments, was that the new girl had the most beautiful
ass in the world and that he would give anything to be able to fuck his tongue inside
her asshole.
He could see the girl's wet cuntslit and her middle finger fucking in and out of her
pussy. He could make out the sexy creases of her pink ass-pucker. His toes curling in
his tennis shoes, hot pokers shooting through the core of his young cock, he splattered
the window with his cum.
That had been the first time he'd seen Sandra's luscious ass and, had anybody told him
that eighteen years later he'd still be licking her ass and sucking it out, he wouldn't
have believed it...
Sandra arched her back, tossing her head. Her long hair hung along her cheeks and
swept the mattress below. Buck chewed on her asscheeks all up and down the crack.
"Oh, bite it off, baby!" she muttered, her teeth clenched. "Bite the meat off my ass! Oh,
Christ, Bucky, I love it!"
Buck licked up and down her asscrack, slurping spit all over it. Then he moved between
her legs so he could mount her. This was his favorite fuck-position as well as Sandra's.
They both liked it because they felt like animals when they were fucking like this – like
dogs or goats or horses. This had been the first position they'd ever fucked in, and this
was probably the position they'd been in when Buck had impregnated Sandra. He
smiled now when he thought about it...
But at the time it had happened he hadn't smiled at the endless belt-whippings he'd
suffered for having made the new neighbor girl pregnant. Nor had he been overjoyed to
find himself married. The only advantage of being married so young was that he was
able to fuck his balls off without having to sneak around.
He and Sandra, the only married teenagers in town, shared a bedroom in Sandra's
parents' house for the next six years, although living in a separate house from his own
parents didn't keep his father from coming over on a regular basis to whip the hide off
his ass. Over the years he came to the conclusion that his father's rage was due as much
to jealousy as to his embarrassment at having a son who had been forced into marriage.
Buck decided that his father was insanely jealous of his over-sized cock, and jealous too
of his being able to fuck one of the two sexiest girls in town whenever he wished.
Sandra surely would have been the sexiest girl in town if she hadn't had an identical
twin sister named Jessica!
Buck had always wondered what would have happened if two beautiful girls with
enormous tits had stepped out of that Ford station wagon on the day the Ramseys had
moved in next door. On the day Sandra had arrived to show him her luscious ass, and
during the next three months when Buck had fucked Sandra one too many times and
had made her pregnant, Sandra's twin sister Jessica had been away, working on her
uncle's farm.
Jessica was a nature-lover and an animal-lover and, at an early age, had decided
positively that she would run her own farm when she grew up. Had Jessica not been
gone during the time Buck was getting to know Sandra, he might have gotten Jessica
pregnant instead, or he might have knocked them both up. However, Buck never got
the chance to get Jessica pregnant – although he ended up fucking her on the sly
almost as much as he fucked Sandra legitimately. When Jessica finally returned to town
to find Sandra pregnant and married, their mother, having learned her lesson,
immediately began feeding Jessica birth-control pills...
Buck shoved his aching prick up Sandra's cunt in order to lubricate his hard nine
inches for an ass-fuck. Sandra loved ass-fucks as much as she did cunt-fucks, and she
had already enjoyed a cunt-fuck five minutes ago, gibbering to herself with excited
pleasure as she'd spasmed, Buck's swollen cock flexing and blasting hot jism up her
cunt. Now, with Buck fucking his cock in her cunt a few strokes he could grease it good
with pussy juice and cum, she started to gibber again, hardly able to control herself.
The feel of Bucks hot nine inches of cock inside her – in whatever hole – drove her
just as crazy today as it had on that day eighteen years ago when she'd first bent over
for him so he could fuck his monster prick into her cunt. She'd fucked a lot of cocks
before Buck's, but she was glad as hell that it was Buck's cock that had eventually made
her pregnant because it was such a big, beautiful prick. That first time she'd seen that
big hot prick of this throbbing while he displayed it to her through his bedroom
window, she'd almost come in her crotch-hugging jeans. And today, just to look at his
cock or to touch it with the tip of her finger was almost enough to bring her off.
Buck spread his wife's asscheeks with his thumbs, watching her tight pucker twitch. He
was almost tempted to get down again and to twist his tongue into her asshole. Her
asshole was a mouth-watering sight. He swallowed the saliva that was bubbling up from
under his tongue.
"Oh, God, Buck, don't torture me like this!" There was pain in Sandra's voice. She was
wriggling like an eel. "Plug that baby into my shithole! Oh, God, quick!"
Her cunt writhed inside, milking his cock and making it squirm. Enjoying the sight of
her in painful heat, he delayed giving her what she really wanted up her asshole and
fucked his middle finger up her tight bunghole instead. Her asshole sucked at his
finger. He finger-fucked her shithole furiously for several seconds, making her gasp and
squeal. Her cunt contracted wildly around his cock and he realized that he'd better fuck
his cock up her ass before they both came as they were. He yanked his cock out of her
cunt and his finger out of her asshole at the same moment.
"Oh, Jesus Christ, Buck!" she gasped, her skin flashing momentarily with goose bumps.
"It felt like you were pulling my guts out!" Her asshole was still open, still dilated the
size of Buck's middle finger. He could see quivering pink flesh deep inside it.
Fighting a fierce desire to ram his tongue up her shithole, he bent his nine-inch cock
down, guiding the dripping meat-rod until the swollen purple cock head kissed her
open ass-pucker, then dug his fingers into her beautiful moon-shaped asscheeks and
fucked his cock into her. Her luscious ass sucked up his enormous cock like a hot,
hungry mouth. She was liquid fire inside, her asshole walls like a thousand tiny tongues
around his throbbing, inflamed cock.
"Ohhh, baby!" he moaned, grinding his muscular lower abdomen against her upturned
ass and churning his cock inside her ass. "I love you!"
Sandra was ready to come. The moment she felt Buck's swollen cockhead burn its way
into her shithole she felt the sex-knots tightening like zillions of tiny fists throughout
her loins. She was on the verge of exploding inside. She sucked in huge lungfuls of air
and held her breath, trying her best to suppress the incipient spasms.
"Stop!" she gasped. "Slow it down!" She let her breath out slowly, clenching the
muscles of her loins and feeling the hot sensations suspended between coming and
going.
Buck, intimately familiar with all of his wife's sexual idiosyncrasies, stilled his cock in
her asshole and held his own breath. Sandra was capable of multiple orgasms during a
fuck, but if she could hold the number of her orgasms down, the orgasms she did have
would be that much more intense and therefore that much more pleasurable both to
herself and to Buck. If she could hold off coming, her asshole would skin his cock alive,
and that was a feeling Buck loved. He felt her asshole loosen around his cock, and he
breathed with relief. Sandra sighed also.
"I was so close, Bucky," she said. "You did good."
Buck stroked her beautiful round ass, appreciating the sight of his thick cock buried
nearly to the hilt inside it, relishing the sight of her ass-pucker stretched wide open
around his hard cockshaft like pink rubber. He watched the arteries near the base of his
cockshaft fluttering like twin hearts. Slowly, he pulled his cock out of her clutching
asshole until only the head of it was buried inside her asshole. His cock shone, slick and
greasy with cum and cunt juice and her ass juices.
She wiggled her ass, ready to be fucked, and he sliced his cock back into her until his
belly churned once more against her ass. He loved the feel of her big warm ass pressed
up against his lower belly, and his cock flexed inside her, her hot asshole nibbling and
sucking every millimeter of his prick.
"Ohh, baby!" he moaned. "I love your sucking ass! Ahh!"
Sandra knew that she could hold out no more than a minute. The feel of her husband's
hot cock up her shithole made her want to squeal and shriek at the top of her lungs,
and she would have if the bedroom window hadn't been open and several neighbors
within hearing range. Grunting, her heavy tits flapping under her chest, she humped
and rotated her ass back against her husband's hard abdomen, making smacking
sounds between her ass and his belly. His sizzling cock fucked in and out of her,
stretching her asshole, stimulating every sensitive fold and crevice of her hot, moist
shithole.
"Ah, baby, this is fucking!" Buck said. "I could go on fucking this hot asshole of yours
the rest of the month. Why don't we skip the trip to Europe and just stay here and fuck
the whole month away?"
"We will... fuck the month away... baby," Sandra said, her words coming between pants,
her naked ass whacking her husband's belly rhythmically. "But we need a little bit of
diversion between fucks-like Europe. Besides, I think it's sexy to fuck in all those
different cities."
Buck felt the hot pokers shooting through his cock, felt his balls swelling. He quickened
his fuck-strokes in her juicy asshole and thought about fucking her shithole in Paris
and Amsterdam, in Madrid and Rome. Sandra was right – it was sexy to fuck in those
foreign cities. He didn't know why, but it turned him on to think about fucking in
those places.
Sandra felt the electrical prickles of orgasm beginning in the pit of her asshole. It was as
if Bucky's cock were electrified and giving off millions of nipping, tingling, burning
shocks. The walls of her asshole and cunt began to undulate with spasms. It was too
late to try and hold back any more. She braced herself and let the feelings saturate her
loins.
"Ohhhhh, I'm coming! Bucky, darling! Oooooooh!" It felt as if hot mouths were
sucking on her nipples and toes and clit. The muscles in her pussy contracted in
rhythm, every cell aching and tingling with hot sensations. Hot juice bubbled out of her
cunt and some of it trickled down the inside of her shivering right thigh.
Bucky felt his eyes roll back until he thought they were looking back into his brain. He
fucked his cock in and out of Sandra's writhing asshole, feeling his prick being nearly
skinned alive each time her asshole tightened. His wife's groans of ecstasy excited him
even more. He felt hot needles in the pit of his own asshole, felt his balls contracting,
felt his cock flex and shudder, hot jism gushing through its piss-tube and into the
spasming asshole of his wife. He collapsed on top of her, his ass bucking out of his
control, his groans of pleasure joining the groans of his wife, his cum hurling into her
ass-guts.
Five minutes later they were in the shower together, Buck soaping up his wife's asscrack
and cuntslit, Sandra soaping up Buck's cock and balls. Steam billowed in her glassed –
in shower stall, hot water hissing from the shower head. The giggling couple squirmed
against each other, their naked bodies slippery. Buck started soaping up Sandra's
enormous tits. Her cherries, bumpy and hard-nippled, tickled his palms.
Sandra squirmed, every inch of her skin tingling. "Jesus, Buck, you're getting me all hot
again! Stop that! I've gotta make dinner."
Buck hugged her, sliding his slippery cock between her thighs. "Come on, baby, just
one more fuck."
"Jesus, Buck, the kids'll be home any minute, and we've gotta eat quick and get started
on that packing."
Buck slid his hot tongue into her mouth, thigh-fucking her. She put up a few seconds
of token resistance, then gave in.
"Oh, God, Bucky, put your cock in me! Quick! Oh, Jesus!"
Parting her thighs with his hands, he fucked his soapy cock up her hot cunt. She went
up on her tiptoes and Buck fucked his big cock in and out of her pussy. By the time
Buck had spurted his third cum-load of the afternoon into her cunt, she had already
come two more times.
Later, as she stood in the kitchen peeling potatoes for dinner, she could still feel Buck's
hot cock inside her and she could hardly stand still. She looked forward to a month of
nothing but Europe and Buck's big cock. Theirs would be the honeymoon to end all
honeymoons!


Chapter 3

Ranger, the one-hundred-thirty-pound Great Dane, followed Jessica around the
barnyard as she performed her evening chores. Jessica chuckled to herself and scolded
the huge dog from time to time, especially when she felt his warm tongue slither up her
asscrack, or when she felt the dog's wet snout burrow between her legs for a shameless
sniff at her cunt. She really couldn't blame the dog for his antics. Here she was, doing
her evening chores in the nude. What else could she expect from a horny stud like
Ranger? He was no different from any teenaged boy she'd ever known – always horny,
always sniffing the air for cunt.
She carried the bucket of warm milk into the house, making Ranger wait for her
outside the screen door. The big dog-taller than she was when he stood on his hind
legs, and ten pounds heavier than she – sat on his haunches whimpering like a small
child as she poured the milk into two glass gallon jugs, using a galvanized metal funnel
so she wouldn't spill any. The dog continued whimpering as he watched her store the
jugs of milk in the large, double-doored refrigerator. When she turned to look at him,
she saw that he had a beautiful red hard-on.
"Naughty boy!" she said. "Always wanting to fuck! You big horny devil, you!"
The dog's large ears twitched. He panted, his long tongue dripping. Between his legs,
his large red prick quivered. Jessica felt an immediate response in her cunt as she
studied the dog's cock. Tingles found their way all the way down to her bare toes.
"Oh, shit!" she said, checking the clock above the sink.
The two young bucks would be coming over at any time now. She didn't dare start
fucking around with Ranger. If the two boys caught her fucking with the dog, the word
would get around fast. There was enough gossip about her among the neighbors
already. What was a young woman like her doing running a farm all alone? Why was
she always hiring new teenaged boys to do work for her, boys from the surrounding
farms and boys from the high schools in the two nearby towns? Was it true that she
went horseback riding in the nude?
She knew she could count on the boys to keep their mouths shut regarding their sexual
activities with her – they didn't want to screw up the good thing they had going – but
if any of the boys caught her pinned under a humping Great Dane, could they keep
from blabbing it all over the county?
Ranger reared up and braced his huge, padded forepaws against the top of the door
screen. His muscular loins quivered, making quick humping motions at the air. His stiff
red cock strained out of its hairy sheath. He whimpered, his wet snout with its flared
nostrils pressed to the screen.
"Jesus Christ!" Jessica mumbled, worried that the dog would tear his way through the
screen – he'd done it before – but she was too excited to yell at him, which might turn
him off.
Some warm pussy juice had dribbled out of her cunt and was trickling slowly down the
inside of her left thighs. That was what was making Ranger so bold. Once her pussy
juices began to ooze, Ranger could sense that she was ripe for him.
The dog let out a sharp howl. His prick twitched, looking as if it might shoot off
spontaneously. Jessica's stomach twinged with sudden fear that the dog would waste his
hot cum-load by squirting it against the screen door – it wouldn't be the first time he'd
done that.
"Okay, boy!" she gasped, lunging toward the door to let him in. "Down! Down! You
have to get down so I can open the door!"
For a frustrating few seconds, the dumb beast remained with his full weight against the
door. At last, Jessica was forced to put her shoulder against the doorframe. Just as she
began to push against the door to knock the dog down, the Great Dane jumped down
himself. Jessica tumbled through the door and landed in the grass near her doorstep.
The big canine pounced on her, hunkering down over her on all fours and rubbing his
furry underside against her back, sliding his hot slippery prick between her asscheeks.
Her long dark hair had all fallen to one side and the panting hound began to lap at the
exposed side of her neck, sending shivers through her.
She tried to push up onto her hands and knees so the dog could more easily get his
cock into her, but he had her pinned flat to the ground now, and from the way he was
humping between her asscheeks, she could tell he would be squirting jism all over the
place before long. She strained against him, trying to push him up with her, but she
was too weak, and the more he lapped at her neck the weaker she got. Half of her
wanted to give up and relax under him as he rutted at her naked ass, but the other half
of her was dying to feel his sizzling cock in her cunt. There was nothing quite as hot
and slippery as a dog-cock when it fucked her. Not even the cock of a randy young boy
was quite that hot, quite that slippery.
Ranger growled, gnawing gently at the sensitive flesh where her neck met her shoulder.
His prick was dribbling sex-lube and her asscrack was slimy with it. His prick wriggled
between her asscheeks like a hot eel.
"Oh, God, Ranger!" she moaned. "Fuck me! Put your cock in me! God, I have to have
it!"
With a sudden hysterical gathering of all her strength, she twisted under the dog,
getting herself onto her side, her shoulder pressed to the dog's heart-throbbing
breastbone, then she jerked herself the rest of the way around until she was pinned on
her back under the dog. She got her legs outside Ranger's legs and pressed her wet
pussy up against his humping prick, at the same time wrapping her arms around the
dog's back and her legs around his lean loins. The dog-cock slipped furiously up and
down between her cuntlips, filing at her clit and making her whine.
"Oh, God, baby, fuck it in me! Oh, yes, please, daaarling!"
She twisted her face against the dog's wet, flapping tongue. She clung to him, pulling
all his massive weight tighter against her naked body. She writhed against him, rubbing
her tits and belly against his warm fur. She was crazy for him. The dog's prickhead
suddenly hooked into the fuck-hole of her cunt and she ground her loins up at him,
screwing herself onto his hot cock to the hilt.
"Ohhh, Ranger, baaaaby, fuck meeeee!"
The big dog's loins humped as if powered by a motor. She clung to him, arms and legs
hugging him, nipples pressing up hard into his furry chest. His hard prick pistoned and
wiggled inside her pussy. She ran her hands wildly up and down his soft-furred back,
petting him, stroking his spine. At the same time, she shimmied the walls of her pussy
around his cock and tried to milk the cum out of his balls. Ranger whimpered, his dog
drool running down her face and neck. She kissed him then, pressing her open mouth
to his open mouth, breathing in his steaming breath, letting his long tongue dangle into
her throat and lap at her tonsils.
Ranger growled, his brown eyes glazed and watery. His furry loins shuddered against
her lower belly. His cock wriggled and twitched inside her, then began to spurt cum.
He snapped his huge head back, thrust his long snout into the air, and let out a
whining howl. His hot jism burst into her cunt in quick spurts.
She clung to her stud dog, her nipples straining upward, her cuntlips squeezing the
base of his jerking cock. Grinding her sizzling pussy against her canine lover's furry
loins, she rolled her head from side to side and groaned, her cunt exploding inside. The
hot sensations swirled up her spine and down her legs. The dog shot jism into her cunt
again and again, his loins shuddering. Her pussy shuddered with each round of sizzling
cum she received. It felt as if electrified teeth were nibbling the walls of her cunt.

* * *

Dean and Teddy took turns driving the tractor over to Miss Ramsey's farm. The tractor
belonged to Dean's father, and, by rights, Dean could have driven it all the way over to
Miss Ramsey's alone. However, Teddy had promised him that he could have first crack
at Miss Ramsey's cunt if they could take turns driving the tractor, so Dean had given
in. Shit, he could drive his dad's tractor any old time, but Teddy, who lived a mile down
the road from Dean and whose dad didn't farm, only got to drive a tractor when one of
the neighboring farmboys would let him.
Dean, climbing up off the driver's seat so Teddy could slide into it, put his hand on
Teddy's bare shoulder. "Listen!"
Teddy glanced up at him, brown hair tumbling into his eyes. He shoved the hair away.
"What?"
"Did you hear that? Sounded like somebody being murdered."
Teddy put one bare foot on the clutch and one bare foot on the brake pedal, curling his
dirty toes over the cool steel edges of the pedals. "Didn't hear nothing."
The grinding of the tractor engine was all he cared about hearing. He had a hard prick
from thinking about what he was going to do with Miss Ramsey, and the vibrations
from the tractor motor, along with his excitement at getting to drive this beautiful
machine, had him close to coming in his jeans.
"It came from Miss Ramsey's place I think," Dean said, looking up the road to Miss
Ramsey's red barn on the left. He couldn't see the house from the road because it was
hidden behind the barn. "Let's go!"
Teddy, his heart throbbing, threw the tractor into gear and let it roll. He giggled like a
giddy girl, steering the wide-set front wheels up the gravel road. His toes hugged the
pedals under his feet lovingly. His strong fingers caressed the steering wheel.
"I hope there ain't no trouble," Dean said, standing on the tips of his bare toes as if he
might be able to see over the roof of the barn by doing so. "Maybe it was some animal.
It coulda been a wolf."
"Shit, there ain't no wolves around here."
"Maybe that big dog of Miss Ramsey's, then."
"That ain't no dog – that's a horse," Teddy said. "And he's got a prick almost as big as
yours."
"Aw, shit! Look who's talking!"
"Then he's got a prick almost as big as yours or mine," Teddy said, not wanting to
antagonize Dean and thereby jeopardize his chances of driving the tractor part of the
way back home.
"He's got a big one, all right," Dean said. "Shit, I never seen a prick that big on a dog."
Jessica heard them when they were still out on the road and just turning up the
driveway. Commanding her dazed dog to get off her, she forced herself up and
stumbled across the yard to the galvanized watering trough that she often used as a
bathtub or swimming pool. Her teeth chattered from the cold of the water as she
climbed into the trough and lowered herself until her tits floated. She splashed water on
her face, washing off the dog-drool, then rammed a finger in and out of her cunt a few
times, hoping to wash out enough dog-jism so that it wouldn't be running down her
legs when she stood up. she was just stepping out of the trough when the tractor came
around the barn and into the yard.
Teddy was at the wheel and Dean was standing beside him, their naked torsos gleaming
bronze in the golden light of the late afternoon June sun.
She stood beside the trough, hands on her hips, water dripping from her tightly swollen
cherries. She pointed the toes of her left foot and stroked them up and down the
smooth shin of her right leg. Then she grabbed her tits, one in each hand, and lifted
them to her mouth so she could flick her tongue across the nipples. Her tits were
enormous, weighing probably five pounds each. She didn't think there was a teenaged
boy anywhere who wouldn't trade his soul for a feel of her tits.
Teddy shut off the tractor, and the two boys gawked at her with their jaws dropped and
their upper lips trembling. Dean's jeans tented out at the groin and she could see the
outline of his sausage-like prick pressed up tightly against his lower belly and throbbing
wildly.
The boys looked as if they'd been out making hay all day. Their shoulder-length hair
Dean's blond and Teddy's brunette looked wind-blown and sun-bleached. Their naked
torsos had turned almost black from the sun, and their square pectoral muscles and
ridged abdominal muscles appeared nicely pumped from their hoisting bales of hay all
day. The two boys jumped off the tractor, their large bare feet pounding up barnyard
dust as they landed. Ranger bounded toward them, shoving his long snout between
their legs and up under their armpits to get their scent.
"Ranger!" Jessica called, irritated by the dog's intrusion into her little show. With a few
experienced motions she had excited the boys so that they would slither to her on their
bellies if she demanded it. But now, there gallivanted Ranger, distracting the boys'
attention away from her. "Darn it, Ranger, get over here!"
She clapped her hands and the dog walked toward her, sulking. She grabbed the dog's
chain collar.
"Bad dog!" She dragged the resisting dog toward the house. "Be right back, you two
handsome studs," she yelled over her shoulder, and she saw the boys blush.
She locked the dog in the house and heard him whimpering as she walked back across
the barnyard toward the boys.
The two boys, sheepish as usual, were standing rooted to the spot where they'd jumped
off the tractor. Their bellies heaved, showing her their excitement. The crotches of their
jeans both looked ready to explode with their hard cocks.
She stopped so close to them that she could feel their hot breaths on her nipples. She
cupped Teddy's cock-bulge in her left hand and Dean's cock-bulge in her right hand,
and she squeezed their balls. Then she stroked the heels of her hands up and down the
lengths of their upright cocks. The boys moaned in unison, both shaking so hard that
she thought she might have to throw her arms around them to keep them from
collapsing.
"What's the matter, boys?" she teased.
Dean swallowed. "Are you all right, Miss Ramsey?"
She laughed. "What do you mean, darling? Don't I look all right?" She gave a little
twist and her tits wobbled heavily. The eyes of the two boys almost popped out.
Dean swallowed again and his tongue-tip flicked across his lips to wet them. "Well,
sure, you look great." He paused. "I mean, we heard this sound like a howling wolf or
something from out on the road and we thought maybe you were in trouble."
She laughed coolly, but in her head she mumbled a quick prayer of thanksgiving that
the boys hadn't caught her fucking Ranger's dog-prick.
"That was probably Ranger, darling." She grabbed Dean's chin and held it, looking
straight into his blue eyes. "Sometimes he howls for no reason at all. I guess he does
sound a lot like a wolf."
Then she let go of his chin, raised both her arms over her head, and wriggled her nude
body. Her tits wobbled and jiggled, her nipples standing out in the sunlight.
"Eat 'em, baby dolls," she said. "Enjoy 'em."
The two panting boys latched onto her tits with their grubby hands and their thick,
burning lips. They cooed like babies as they munched on her cherries, nibbling the
sensitive tit-flesh with their lips and teeth, flicking their tongues over the erect 
cherrybumps. Jessica cradled their heads in her arms, stroking their soft hair, guiding their
heads in rhythmic movements up and down on her nipples and all over her tits. The
hungry boys covered every inch of her tits with hot, sucking mouths, and when they
returned to suck at her cherries the sex-juice gushed out of her pussy and she came.
"Ohhh, baaaabies!" she moaned, her eyes rolling, her legs nearly buckling under her.
"Oh, angels, suck those big knockers!" She writhed, her legs wrapped around each
other, her spasming cuntlips working against each other.
At last, she pushed the boys away. Her nipples were sore from their unbridled sucking
and biting. She spread her legs, feeling the hot cunt juice trickle down the insides of 
her thighs.
"Anybody wanna eat some pussy juice?" she said. She grabbed her cunt-slabs by their
dark fur, leaned back so her pussy mound would be thrust forward, and peeled apart
her inflamed cunt-slabs, feeling more juice trickle and drip out of her cunt instantly.
"Come on, dolls, I'm all yours."
The two boys, their flushed faces throbbing with heat, dropped down in the" dust, their
bare toes digging in, their tight jeans riding down their skinny asses, and wrapped their
hot bodies around her legs, kissing her from knees to crotch, licking up the cunt-drool
that had run down her thighs, humping their hot cock-bulges at her legs. They both
sought to suck her pussy at the same time. They were like two young tomcats fighting
over a piece of meat. They finally took turns eating her pussy. The sight of them both
eating her out brought her off again.
"Ahhh, babies!" she grunted, grabbing their heads and rubbing her spasming crotch at
their faces. "Ooooh, darlings!" As her cunt contracted, the juices bubbled out of her
pussy, seeping into the boys' mouths and dribbling off their chins and onto their brown
chests.
She knocked them away before her orgasm had subsided. They were both getting too
close to coming in their pants – and she couldn't bear the thought of that.


Chapter 4

The two boys sat back on their bare heels, pained faces turned up toward Jessica, chests
heaving and lips parted. A trickle of her pussy juice glistened down Teddy's brown
neck. Both boys looked as if they'd been lapping up water out of a bowl, their chins and
lips wet with her cunt juice.
Closing her eyes for a moment as the last hot sensations of orgasm flickered through
her loins, Jessica swallowed. When she opened her eyes, the two boys had stood up,
both of them rubbing their crotches through the thin denim of their worn jeans. She
grabbed their unruly hands and removed them from their cocks. Both boys were
trembling.
"Hands on your hips," she told them, trying to sound playful, although she was
trembling herself.
The moment had arrived.
As the boys stood before her with hands on their narrow hips, their brown toes curling
in the dust, she shoved her fingers down into their hip-hugging jeans, feeling their hot
bellies against the backs of her fingers. They both sucked in their abdomens, allowing
her to more easily feel them up. The hot silky heads of their cocks burned her
fingertips. She slid her hands down farther and closed them around the boys' sweaty,
throbbing pricks, both boys sighed, their ribcages heaving more quickly. She slipped
her hands down farther and cupped their warm, hairless ballsacs, loving the feel of their
firm pubescent balls in her massaging grip. The boys humped, their smooth hot cocks
sliding against the skin of her wrists. She eased her hands out of their pants.
"Okay, studs, peel off those tight jeans. Let me see your cocks up and wiggling in the
air."
She watched with amusement and mounting excitement as the two boys struggled out
of their jeans, their long hair falling forward and blinding them as they leaned over to
peel the jeans down their legs, their stiff pricks snapping out and gluing to their bellies,
pre-cum dripping from the cock tips.
Dean tripped over his bunched jeans and fell to his hands and knees. Then he sat in the
barnyard dirt, the evening sunlight glowing in his yellow hair, and pulled his jeans the
rest of the way off over his big feet. Teddy got his jeans off without falling over, then
straightened up as Dean climbed back to a standing position next to him. Well
acquainted with Jessica's desires, they both put their hands on their skinny hips and,
using the muscles of their virile young loins, began to wiggle their cocks for her.
Jessica drooled, spit leaking from the corners of her mouth and dribbling onto her
enormous tits. It felt as if a hot finger were wiggling in her cunt and she squeezed her
legs together, shimmying her cuntlips against each other. She made all the boys wag
their cocks for her because it turned her on almost painfully. Her heart banged so hard
that she knew she weren't used to watching boys wiggle their cocks for her like dogs
wagging their tails.
"Oh, babies, wiggle those big beauties!" she said, her words juicy with spit. "Oh, man,
keep it up! Make 'em wiggle like snakes." She knelt at the boys' feet so she could watch
their cocks twitch and wriggle more closely. She could smell the boys' sweaty, cock-and
balls aroma. She watched their ripe young balls roll and shift in their tight, pinkish
brown ball sacs. She pressed closer, sniffing their cocks, feeling the heat of their
cockheads on her face. She could hear their hammering hearts now, and their breaths
were so loud that it was as if they were panting directly into her ears.
"Oh, please, suck me, Miss Ramsey!"
Teddy whimpered, his prick wiggling now as much from sheer excitement as from the
intentional contractions of his loin muscles.
"Me too!" whimpered Dean. "Oh, God, it hurts, it hurts! Suck my prick, Miss Ramsey!
Please, you just got to!"
You're right, she thought. I've got to – before I go out of my mind, before the two of
you squirt off against my face without either my mouth or your hands touching your
splitting-hard cocks.
She cupped both boys' balls for a moment, squeezing them gently and feeling their
warmth and moistness. She put her hands to her nose, inhaling the musky boy-scent
that clung to her fingers now. Shoving her middle fingers into her mouth, she sucked
off the taste of the boys and lubricated her fingers well with spit. The boys both spread
their legs without her having to tell them to and she shoved her hands under their
crotches and wriggled her spit-greased middle fingers up between their skinny
asscheeks. Both boys gasped as she twisted her fingers up their assholes, their cocks
flexing up to nearly vertical and quivering there like rockets at the moment of ignition
as she massaged their sensitive prostate glands.
"Oh, wow!" they gasped in unison, and they turned halfway toward each other,
pressing their bodies and cocks close so she could suck them off simultaneously.
Teddy's hard cock caught in her gaping mouth first. Then Dean managed to slide his in
next to Teddy's. The two boy-cocks throbbed and vibrated in her mouth. She forced her
head down until the twin cockheads burned her tonsils. Then she flicked her wet
tongue at the sensitive undersides of their pricks, torturing the panting youths without
mercy.
"Ooooh!" Teddy moaned, his lean-muscled abdomen heaving quickly, his head
nodding.
"Ohhh, mannnn!" Dean sighed, his blue eyes rolling behind the blond forelocks that
partially hid them.
Jessica felt zinging vibrations shoot through the boys' cocks. She gripped the shafts of
the jerking boy-cocks with her teeth, not wanting to lose them. The boys had begun to
hump a little, and she didn't want their slippery fuckers to pop out of her mouth. The
boys' prostate glands throbbed against the pads of her sliding fingers and their hot
assholes sucked. She twisted and pistoned her middle fingers, at the same time sucking
their cocks and flapping her wet tongue at the sensitive undersides of their cockheads.
The boys draped their arms around each other's backs for support and each boy placed
a hand on her head. They rose up and down on their toes, both of them moaning like
tortured puppies.
Jessica jabbed their ballooning prostate glands, finger-fucking their assholes quicker,
harder. She salivated profusely over their bone-hard cocks, flapping her tongue wildly,
sucking with slurping sounds.
A moment later the two boys were quivering like sprung bowstrings, their hot jism
squirting down Jessica's throat. Their prostates swelled and contracted with each
explosion of their cum, the ballooned glands feeling as hard and as large as walnuts
against her jabbing, filing fingers. She sucked the twin, spurting cocks, swallowing
whatever thick, rich boy-jism didn't bubble out of her mouth and grease the boys'
contracting young balls.
When they'd finished spurting cum, their bodies going slack, she sucked and licked the
jism off their squirming pink balls. The two exhausted youths leaned against each other
for support, moans of satisfaction coming from mouths. Their twin cocks, gleaming
with her spit, danced in the sunshine, still nearly fully hard. She wrapped her hands
around both boys' cocks and massaged them, making the boys writhe again. With a
squealing giggle, she stood up, still massaging the boys' cocks, and let her tits wobble
close to their flushed young faces.
"Come on, babies," she said, "make 'em shine! Lick my tits."
Teddy continued licking her left tit while Dean began to lick her right one. She made
them lick her tits until her nipples were rigid.
"Mmmmm, good!" She stroked their faces while they licked her tits. "Good boys! Now
for your reward."
They didn't have to be told what their reward was, either. While Jessica got down in the
dirt on her hands and knees, the two boys stood watching her and stroking their cocks.
"I'm first," Dean announced. And Jessica was surprised that Teddy didn't put up a
squawk. Boys usually fought about who was going to fuck her first, sometimes even
biting each other while they rolled on the ground. Jessica had more than once been
kicked and punched while trying to break up such fights.
She watched over her shoulder as Dean, like a golden-haired angel, descended between
her legs behind her and fucked his stiff pink cock into her cunt. The hot cock slid into
her pussy like a key into a lock, its pulsating head seemingly smooching the sensitive
folds of her fluffy cuntal walls as it entered. She felt the boy's spongy balls rub against
her spread cuntlips, felt his hard belly grind against her upturned ass. The boy gripped
her round asscheeks with strong fingers and began to fuck his stiff cock in and out of
her pussy. His cockshaft filed her clit, rubbed back and forth through the clinging cunt
slabs that surrounded it. He moaned, fucking her faster, whacking his tight belly
against her ass, and Jessica moaned with him, her upturned cunt on fire from the
relentless friction of his stiff cock.
"That's it, baby!" she gasped, looking straight ahead now, her long hair trailing all the
way to the ground as it hung along her cheeks. "Oh, yeah, you young buck, fuck me!"
She wiggled her ass, making his cock stimulate the crevices of her undulating cuntal
walls. Juice dribbled out of her pussy, greasing the boy's flapping balls.
The grunting youth ground his cock inside her, gyrating his ass while he fucked. He
slammed into her all the way, then churned his ass, his cock flexing madly inside her
pussy, his slippery balls squirming against her spread cuntlips and against her wriggling
clit. In and out he pumped a few more times, with each fuck-stroke grinding his hard
belly against her naked ass. Finally, with a savage fuck-lunge, he collapsed on her ass,
rounding his back, throwing his arms around her pelvis and clinging to her ass.
"Unh! Ahh! Fuck!" With jerks and grunts, he spurted his jism up Jessica's cunt.
Jessica held her breath, clenching his cock with her tight cuntal walls as he milked
himself off inside her pussy. The sensations that signaled the onset of her own orgasm
were just beginning in her cunt, but she held them off by holding her breath and
making her cunt over-tight. She could tell by the boy's moans of pleasure that he
appreciated her tightness. He spurted jism forcefully into her cunt one last time, then
clung to her ass, his loins motionless, his prick twitching inside her.
"Come on, Dean!" Teddy whined. "Let me fuck her!"
He stood behind Dean, his hands gripping Dean's waist, his arms trying to pull Dean
off her. Dean hung on for a few last seconds, then, with a frustrated moan, loosened his
hug on her ass. Teddy rolled him off her, uncorking his cock from her cunt. Jessica felt
drops of warm cum flick off onto her ass as Dean's prick was yanked out of her pussy.
"Wowwww!" Teddy shouted, mounting her and fucking his cock up her jism-slick
cunthole. "Oooooh, wowwwwwww!"
He didn't even pause to make sure he was securely anchored inside her cunt before he
was humping away like a stud puppy on his first bitch. Jessica almost giggled at the
speed with which his cock fucked her. Whack whack whack whack whack whack – his
skinny belly slapped her waving ass like a fast-clapping hand. His stiff cock pistoned in
her pussy so fast that she could hardly tell the out-motions from the in-motions. She
probably would have laughed at the boy's hysterical fucking had she been a spectator
instead of a participant, but with the boy's cock sizzling inside her cunt as it was, she
could do little other than hold on, clutching at the dirt with her fingers and toes as the
itching, prickling, aching sensations mounted in her loins.
Teddy's cock became like a hot steel rod inside her pussy. Shivers passed through its
length. His cock began to flex.
"Awwww, wowwwwww!" the boy cried, his voice becoming high pitched. "Ooooooh!"
His hot jism burst into her cunt, causing her ass to jerk from the force of its spurts.
"Oh, wowwww!" His cum-spurting cock pistoned inside her pussy even faster.
Jessica let herself come now. She felt the hot sensations begin in the pit of her cunt.
The tip of her spine tingled, as did the core of her asshole. Her cunt contracted almost
as fast as the pistoning of the boy's cock. She felt the itchy feelings surge down her
arms and legs and into her fingers and toes. Her heavy-hanging tits exploded with
sensations, unbelievably intense sensations. She looked underneath her chest to see
Dean sucking on her nipples as he mashed her tits together with his hands. She put her
nose in the air and whined.


Chapter 5

The Greyhound bus was jammed full of people due to the exodus of college students
from town. Both the high school and the local college had ended their semesters the
day before, and the college students who hadn't fled town immediately after their
classes had let out were doing so this morning. Summer vacation only lasted three
months, so there wasn't a minute to waste. The students packed themselves and their
luggage into the bus even though many of them were forced to stand or sit in the aisle
for lack of enough seats.
Luckily, Buck Davis had delivered Peony and Peter to the bus depot early enough for
the two of them to find at least one seat. They sat together now, wedged in among all
the college students, Peter in an aisle seat and Peony on his lap. Due to the bouncing
and vibrating of the bus, and due to Peony's sexy little ass rubbing against his crotch,
Peter's cock was painfully hard, all ten inches of it smothered in his tight jeans.
Of necessity, his arms were wrapped around his little sister – there was no place else to
put them. He could feel her warm belly and her supple ribs moving under his hands as
she breathed. He could smell the light-scented perfume on her neck, which was bare
due to her hair being in a ponytail. He was having a hard time restraining his desire to
nuzzle her behind her pink ear and to bite her neck. Even more difficult was keeping
his hands off her tits. Her huge tits jiggled heavily under the thin material of her white
T-shirt with every jolt and vibration of the bus.
If there hadn't been all these people around, there was no telling what he might have
done to her. He'd never been this close to her in his life. He'd never dared get this close
for fear that he might lose control of himself. Now he knew for certain that his fears
had been justified. He was ready to rape her!
"Damn it, Peony, quit wiggling all over, will you?" He whispered so that nobody would
hear, but the guy next to him glanced over, as did the fat woman hovering over him in
the aisle to his right. He felt his face go red.
"Sorry," Peony said. "This is just so uncomfortable. How much farther before we
change buses?"
"About thirty more miles, I think. Now sit still."
"I'll try," Peony said, wiggling her hot little ass against his cock.
Peter almost shot off in his jeans. Goddamn it, if this bus were half empty and they
were seated by themselves toward the back of it, he'd pull down her pants and shove his
throbbing cock straight up her asshole. Then she'd really have something to squirm
about!
Peter squirmed, himself, trying to get more comfortable. She might be a little girl, but
damn, she sure felt heavy. She weighed only ninety pounds, thirty pounds less than he
did, but she was squashing his legs flat and they were numb. He wished he could
spread his legs and let her sit on the seat between them, but he had no room to spread
them.
If she didn't have such enormous tits, she might weigh ten pounds less, he mused. And
then he cursed himself for thinking about her tits again. He had to get his mind off her
body, despite his being unable to escape from her physically. He couldn't go on
thinking about her tits and about fucking her sexy ass. Horny or not, it just wasn't right
to think that way about his own sister.
He noticed the woman above him looking down at him again and stared past the guy
next to him and out the window. She was looking at him as if she could read his mind,
and he couldn't stand that. He watched the flat, grassy countryside fly past and he tried
to think of something else.
Aunt Jessica. He wondered how she had changed since he'd last seen her five years ago.
He had certainly changed in the last five years. He'd grown four inches. His voice had
gone from girlish to mannish. He'd sprouted hair under his arms and around his cock.
And his cock had grown six more inches. Aunt Jessica would notice all the changes in
him except the biggest one. Too bad he couldn't show her his cock.
His mother and Aunt Jessica were identical twins. When he had last seen them together
he'd mistaken one for the other several times. Of course, he'd been a little kid then, but
still... mistaking his aunt for his mother? Crazy!
The bus finally groaned its way into the dusty little town where Peter and Peony were
to change buses for the final leg of their journey to Aunt Jessica's farm. The driver
brought the bus to a halt in front of a rundown building which served as a diner, a
store, a gas station, and a bus depot. They squeezed their way off the bus and collected
their luggage from underneath. They had an hour to wait for their next bus, so they
went into the diner for hamburgers.
While Peony remained with their luggage in one of the eating booths, Peter headed for
the restrooms. He locked the door of the dingy room, knowing immediately that if he
were going to take a shit he'd squat over that toilet seat rather than sit on it. The 
closetlike room smelled of piss and mildew. The wash basin hadn't been scoured out in years.
And the spotted mirror over the basin was cracked. Peter unsnapped his jeans, peeled
them down, then leaned back against the wall, his cock and balls dancing with relief.
He rested like that for a full minute, sighing to himself, feeling his compressed nuts
swell once again to full size, watching his ten-inch cock twitch in the cool air. Such
relief!
He jumped as somebody tried the door, then cursed silently at being rushed. He
wrapped his right hand around his cock just below the swollen cockhead and he began
to beat off, massaging the cock-skin up and down along the hard shaft, watching his
cockhead turn purple and his piss-slit open up. Sex-lube leaked out of his cock
immediately. He'd been oozing pre-cum into his underwear all during the bus ride.
Somebody rattled the door again, trying to get in.
"Give me a minute," Peter muttered under his breath, and he quickened the pumping
motions of his hand.
His balls were swollen and throbbing from all the cum he'd built up, and his prick was
extra sensitive. He slid his hand up and down the ten inches of his splitting-hard cock,
gently caressing the sensitive cock-skin and making it tingle with itchy thrills. Then he
tightened his hand around his cock so he could once more work the stretched cock-skin
against the hot prickshaft. He felt contractions under his balls and hot sensations shot
through his cock.
Beat that big mother! he said in his mind. Make it blow off!
He twisted his blond head against the wall now to relieve some of the tension that was
gripping his spine. Waves of relaxation stroked his neck and he moaned softly, all the
while rhythmically pumping his cock. His bare ass wiggled as he screwed his moving
hand.
The door rattled again.
"Fuck off!" he groaned. "Leave me alone!" He rolled his head and his eyes, delirious
with the feelings in his cock and his loins. Can't a guy even beat his meat in peace?
He was close now. Ordinarily he would have eased his cock-beating at this point to
allow the mounting tension to sink back down so he could work back up near orgasm,
then relax and work up to the brink again. He liked to beat his cock for long periods of
time, holding off his orgasm for as long as possible, then finally, almost accidentally,
slipping over the edge and plunging into a hot whirlpool of ecstasy. The longer he held
off, the better his orgasm would feel. But now, with that impatient bastard outside the
door, he didn't have time to pleasure himself as he would have liked, so he jerked his
hand quicker as his orgasm approached, working the tight cock-skin up and down with
intense motions. He felt the jism uncoil in his balls.
"Ahhhhhh!" he gasped no louder than a whisper. "Oooooh!" His huge cock bucked in
his hand, hot pokers drilling through its core, his hot cum gushing through the piss
tube and spurting out in long white ropes. His jism splattered against the mirror, heavy
gobs of cum sliding down the cracked glass.
Feels so good! he told himself, his ass jerking, his loins convulsing inside. There's
nothing like that feeling!
He stroked his cock until its heavy contractions gave way to light, but pleasurable
twitchings. Using his thumb and his index finger, he milked the residual cum out of his
piss-tube, then wiped the thick ooze off the end of his cock.
He looked up at the cum-blasted mirror. Shit, what a load! he thought with satisfaction.
He pulled up his pants, used handfuls of toilet paper to wipe off the mirror, then
flushed the cum-dripping paper down the toilet. As he was leaving the restroom he
suddenly realized that at the moment of his first orgasmic spasm, he had imagined
ramming his cock up his little sister's asshole. And then, as he'd continued spurting,
dizzy with the feelings, he had imagined himself sucking on her big tits and licking out
her cunt. He had gone crazy thinking about her.
"Jesus Christ!" he muttered, pulling the rickety restroom door open. "Jesus H. Christ!"
After washing down her hamburger with a cold glassful of Dr. Pepper, Peony left Peter
with the luggage and went for a walk. He was acting so crabby that she just had to get
away from him. Just because the bus had been so crowded, that was no reason to blame
her. She hadn't been so comfortable herself, sitting on that hard lap of his. It was like
resting her ass against a steel drain pipe. Not only was it uncomfortable, but, because
she knew exactly what it was that her ass was resting against, it was painfully
frustrating. Jesus! She'd known that Peter had a big one – anybody could tell that by
the baseball-sized bulge in his jeans – but she had never realized that he had a cock
that big! Jesus, it was unreal!
She pulled off her nylon athletic shoes as she stepped out onto the sidewalk, feeling the
sun-heated concrete on their bare soles, then padded gingerly down the sidewalk back
toward the business section of the town. Maybe she would do some window shopping.
A flashing time-and-temperature sign on some store far down the street told her that
the noon-hour temperature was eighty degrees and that she still had almost forty
minutes to wait before her bus came in. She started to cross a small alleyway that ran
between the diner and a hardware store when she became aware of a dark form
watching her from the alleyway. Ready to run, she glanced toward the dark shape.
She smiled when she discovered that what she had thought might be a mugger ready to
spring upon her with a knife was really a large black dog sitting lazily on its haunches
with its long pink tongue hanging out. The dog tilted its head when she turned toward
it, then whacked its heavy black tail in the alleyway dust as she sauntered toward it.
"Well, well," she said, laying her hand on its large black head and petting it. "Whose
dog are you, boy?"
The dog sniffed at her arm, panting as she stroked his glossy head and down his furry
neck. She hunkered down next to him and rubbed his back, then scratched under his
belly. The dog yawned, letting out a moaning sigh.
"You're a Labrador, aren't you, boy?" she said, remembering the name of this breed of
dog. Squatting next to him, she found that he was now slightly taller than she was.
"You're a big boy, aren't you?" She scratched him under the chin.
Having tired of petting the dog, she was about to stand up and continue on her walk
when the idea hit her to look between the dog's legs.
No, she told herself at first. Don't be an idiot. Just because Lisa plays around with dogs
doesn't mean you should start doing it. Isn't what you've done already with Lisa's dog
bad enough – letting him lick your pussy?
But even as she was telling herself not to do it, she was peaking under the dog's flank
to get a look at his black cock-sheath. She saw more than she had intended to see. The
dog's red cock, slippery-looking and shiny, was completely out of its sheath and
quivering like a red arrow. It was a lot bigger than Berty's beagle cock, and a drop of
some kind of fluid was perched on the end of its piss-slit. The droplet flicked off into
the dust as she watched.
Squatting as she was, with her jeans crotch pulled up into her cuntslit, she suddenly
became unbearably horny. She visualized Lisa lying with her head under Berty while
she sucked Berty's dog-cock. She imagined what it felt like to have a slippery dog-cock
in her mouth, imagined what it was like to have a dog squirt his jism into her throat. In
the few seconds it took these graphic images and these imagined sensations to burn
through her mind, she lost control of herself completely. Jumping up, grasping the
dog's leather collar, she led the big dog down the alleyway and behind the diner. She
found a sheltered spot between two large garbage bins, where she made the dog sit.
Then she flopped down in the dirt on her belly and slid up under the dog.
The thought crossed her mind that if anybody caught her they would probably drag her
to the sheriff and have her locked up. But then she thought that the chances of her
being caught back here behind the garbage cans were very slim. Besides, from the way
the dog's prick was quivering, she would have him sucked off in a few minutes anyway.
And she had to suck him off to see what it was like. It was just something she had to
do. He was such a cute dog. She was dying for a taste of his prick.
She tickled the Labrador's hairy black balls with her fingertips. He let out a little
whimper and his prick twitched. She felt his prick-sheath, then moved her fingers up
slowly and touched his hard cock with the tip of her index finger. It was hot and moist,
sticking slightly to her finger as she pulled her finger away. The Labrador whimpered
again, humping a few times, his prick oozing a few more drops of pre-cum. Her heart
throbbing wildly – feeling as if it were trapped between her breastbone and the ground
– she stuck out her tongue and licked the pearly droplets off the tip of the dog's prick.
She gagged at first at the strong taste, but after she had swallowed the fluid she found
that she wanted more. Closing her eyes and opening her mouth, she went down on the
dog's prick.
The dog whined. His hot prick wriggled in her mouth like a wild finger. She began to
suck it.
The taste was potent and musky. For a few seconds she didn't think she could go
through with this. Her first impulse was to spit out the dog's cock and to run away so
she could wash out her mouth. She felt like vomiting. But her initial impressions and
reactions passed as quickly as they'd developed and suddenly she was moaning as she
sucked on the dog's cock, her head bobbing, her bare toes clawing at the dirt due to the
sensations swirling through her cunt and reaching all the way down to her toes.
On, baby! she thought, moaning, her lips sliding up and down on the dog-cock, her wet
tongue flapping at it. Oh, sweet doggie! I love your horny cock! I could suck on it all
day! Mmmmmm!
The big dog plopped his heavy paws on her back and started to fuck his cock in her
mouth. The dog-prick flexed wildly, fucking back and forth between her wet lips with
incredible quickness. She could hear the dog panting like a locomotive, could feel his
warm spit pelt her T-shirt like heavy drops of hot rain. She twisted her head, moaning
with excitement. She sucked hard, making munching, slurping sounds.
The big dog whined louder. His hot jizz blasted against her tonsils like a stream of piss.
She gagged, her head filled with the scent and taste of his cum. Dog-jism leaked from
her mouth and dripped from her chin before she gained control of her gag reflex and
began to swallow. Then she sucked, the dog's hot cock tickling the sensitized inside of
her mouth, the dog's cum bursting again and again down her throat.
Give it to me! she thought. Feed it to me! I'm hungry for dog-cum! Give me more!
More!
The Labrador's shivering, wriggling cock flexed repeatedly, squirting round after round
of salty dog-jism down her throat. She sucked the slippery cock down to its hairy
sheath, her head bobbing, her lips and tongue sliding tightly up and down the hot red
dog-cock. The dog continued to whine throughout his orgasm, his forepaws hot on her
back, his furry loins jerking and shuddering.
Peony's cunt felt so hot and wet that she was almost coming just from squeezing her
thighs together a few times. And she would have come – if she hadn't been interrupted.
"What in the hell are you doing?" The voice, with its growling tone, came from behind
her. Her heart jammed up into her throat like a fist. "What in the hell are you doing to
my dog?"
She squirmed out from under the dog, a last spurt of cum blasting her in the face. She
flipped over, panting, her cum-slick throat suddenly feeling too tight for her to swallow.
Warm dog-jism trickled down her cheeks like searing fingertips.
The boy who glared down at her was about Peter's age. He wore patched jeans smeared
with black grease, and torn gray sneakers on his feet. He didn't have a shirt on, and his
tanned muscles shined with sweat, as did his frowning brown face. His huge hands
were black with grease and his dark hair hung in his eyes. He jerked his head, flipping
the hair aside.
"Well, what the hell're you doing to my mutt?"
She was shivering, too weak to move. He had not only scared her to death by sneaking
up on her, but he'd caught her performing the most shameful act she could think of.
She tried to speak, but her voice was barely more than a whisper.
"Nothing. I-I-"
"You were sucking him off, that's what you were doing. God Almighty! I'da never
believed it if I hadn'ta seen it with my own eyes. Jesus fucking Christ!"
She recognized the boy now as the one who had filled up the bus with fuel when they'd
arrived. She'd also seen him looking at the bus engine and working on it with a
wrench. He'd been in the diner later on, sitting at the lunch counter and leering toward
her booth from time to time.
"I oughta beat the shit outa you," the boy said. "Christ, what you done ain't normal, it
ain't natural. You oughta be locked up. I oughta grab onto that long horsetail of yours
and drag you over to the jail. The sheriff would put you away for life, probably. I might
even get a reward."
"Please don't," she managed to say as she pushed herself up with trembling arms. As
she reached a sitting position she gasped, startled. The Labrador had moved up behind
her and was starting to lick her neck.
The boy charged, swinging at the dog. "Get the hell away from her, you dumb shit! Go
on – get!" He kicked the dog in the rump and it yelped and disappeared up the
alleyway. "Brainless bastard!"
She looked up at him, almost crying as she imagined how pitiful and forlorn she must
appear. "Let me go," she said. "I'll never do it again. I promise."
The boy scowled at her, regarding her as if he were a judge mulling over what sentence
to pass down to her. Suddenly, he gripped the hair on top of her head and yanked
upward.
"On your knees, dog-sucker!"
She found herself on her knees, the roots of her hair burning with pain, a loud sob
escaping her throat. She watched through tear-blurred eyes as the boy unsnapped and
unzipped his jeans. As he shoved his pants down to his knees, his cock sprang out,
pointing straight at her face, half its purple head poking out of its foreskin. He used his
grubby fingers to peel the foreskin the rest of the way off the cockhead.
"Eat it, cock-sucker!" he growled. He pinched her by the ears and held her head steady
as he rammed his cock at her mouth.
His moist cockhead burned her lips. The cheesy aroma of his uncut cockhead rushed
up her nostrils like a whiff of ammonia, making her eyes roll back with dizziness. She
had never even seen an uncircumcised cock before except for drawings in sex manuals.
And the smell of it – God, she'd had no idea uncut cocks smelled so much stronger
than circumcised cocks. The only thing she could instantly compare the smell to was to
the smell of the dog-cock she'd sucked off a few minutes before.
"Lick it clean," the boy ordered. "Then suck it off." He maintained his hold on her ears,
maneuvering her head to various positions so she could lick all around the fat head of
his throbbing prick. "Yeah, lick it all over."
It tastes like a dog-cock, too, she mused, licking with more and more concentration.
She was beginning to enjoy this. Her fear of the boy was giving way to excitement at
being able to lick and suck on his hot cock. She reached up and cupped his huge, cum
swollen balls. They were hairy and sweaty, and suddenly she knew she had to taste
them.
"Hey, what the-" the boy began to say as she drove her nose up under his balls. But
then he saw her intentions and he spread his legs, allowing her to suck at the sensitive
area under his balls. "Hey, yeah, lick them sweaty mothers! Now you're cooking." He
let go of her ears and put his hands on his hips, letting her eat his crotch as she wished.
He tasted wonderful – salty and meaty. She was getting drunk on the musky, sweaty
aroma of his crotch. She lapped the crevices between his thighs and his balls, she bit
him on his very bottom, she sucked his balls into her mouth one at a time and polished
them with her wet tongue. The boy's cock jumped all over.
"Oh, Christ!" he gasped. "Suck it off now! Eat the head!" Gripping her hair with one
hand, he turned up her face, then used his other hand to feed her his cock.
The throbbing cockhead slipped between her lips. As more of the cock slipped into her
mouth and she began to suck on it, bobbing her head, the foreskin slipped back onto
half the cockhead and she had to use her hand to peel the skin back so she could suck
the prick-knob naked. She was fascinated by the foreskin. She let it slip back and forth,
nipping it from time to time with her front teeth, restraining an urge to stretch the
foreskin out and to chew on it. It felt rubbery to her teeth, chewable.
"Come on, baby, make me come!" the boy moaned. "Suck that big mother off! Eat my
cum!"
She went down on his cock until she felt the prickhead slipping down her throat. Her
lips clung to the base of the cockshaft, the shaft arteries tickling them, her nose buried
in the boy's furry brown bush. His cock bush smelled musky – a sexy aroma that
caused her cunt to throb faster. She bobbed her head slowly, letting the boy's rock-hard
cock slide almost all the way out of her mouth, her wet lips circling only half the
cockhead. Then she went back down on him, churning her tongue at the underside of
his cock as she tightened her lips and cheeks and took his cockhead once more into her
undulating throat.
"Ahhhh!" the boy sighed, his hands on his slim hips once more, his loins rotating.
"Yeahhh!"
She looked up at him while she sucked, flirting with him, making him the sexiest eyes
she knew how. She saw the sweat trickling down the dancing muscles of his brown
abdomen and she reached up to rub her hands on his belly and to spread the sweat
trickles like massage oil over his lean muscles. The boy had a thin line of dark fur
running from his navel to his groin and she petted the sexy little belly-mane, feeling the
arteries in the boy's lower abdomen twitch against her fingers.
The boy's foreskin slipped back over his cockhead, and she wedged the tip of her
tongue under it. Working her tongue in farther, she managed to gradually stretch the
elastic foreskin until she could lick more easily between it and the glossy cockhead
itself. She moved her tongue back and forth on top of the head of his prick, then got
her tongue around the side of it and caressed the sensitive backside. She twirled her
tongue now, licking around and around the cockhead, her tongue wedged between the
foreskin and the swollen knob it covered.
The boy's dark eyes were rolling in their sockets. His lips parted sensuously, and he
tossed as if he were delirious. "Ohhhh, wowww!" he moaned. "Ohhhh, Jesus!"
Peony's cunt throbbed, on fire. Her jeans were sopping wet between her legs. She
wiggled her ass as if she were being fucked, causing the tight jeans crotch to rub
between her swollen, aching cunt-slabs. She saw the boy's expression of delirious
pleasure and knew that she was causing it. She felt his hard cock shiver in her mouth,
the prickhead swelling, the entire cock beginning to contract rhythmically. Her whole
mouth filled with hot sensations and, as tingles tumbled down her throat, orgasmic heat
welled in her loins. She moaned, sucking cock as her body writhed with the sensations
that tortured her insides. She felt so weak, so overwhelmed, so wilted. She clung to the
boy's cock with her mouth, holding on to keep from melting onto the ground.
The boy's back arched, his mouth gaping in a long gasp. Then he fell forward,
rounding his back and hugging her head in his arms. His cock rammed down her
throat until she was choking on it.
"Ohhhh, wowwwwww!' the boy groaned. "Ahhhh!" He humped, nearly crushing her
nose. His cock had swelled another inch in circumference, electrical vibrations zinging
through its dense length. The big slab of prick-meat shuddered fiercely, then exploded
the boy's hot jism down her throat. "Aww, baby, eat it!"
Peony squirmed, her body racked with hot spasms, her choking throat stuffed with
cock-meat and flooded with thick jism. She felt herself blacking out for lack of air.
The boy swayed, clinging to her head as if she were the one who was supporting him
instead of vice versa. Suddenly, they were both falling sideways. As they hit the ground,
the boy's cock became dislodged enough from her mouth so she could breathe. Air
rushed into her lungs and her head cleared somewhat before more thick jism gushed
down her throat. She swallowed it now, no longer choking. The boy's jism was hot and
sweet, and she munched on his cock, hungry for all the rich cock-cream she could get.
They lay on their sides in the dirt, the noonday sunshine warming them. Her body was
clamped between the boy's quivering thighs, her head hugged in his arms, her mouth
and throat impaled on his cum-spurting cock. She was filled with the smell of him, the
feel of him, the taste of him. His groans of pleasure echoed off the garbage bins and
caressed her ears. Then she became all goose bumps. The Labrador had sneaked back
and he was licking her feet with his wet dog-tongue.


Chapter 6

Jessica knelt on the floor outside the upstairs bedroom she had assigned to her nephew.
A tiny beam of light shot through the keyhole and out into the totally black hallway.
Jessica blinked against the bright light as she pushed her eye close to the keyhole. She
swallowed. Her throat felt very dry.
The boy sat on the side of his single bed and unlaced his red nylon athletic shoes. The
mattress springs creaked under his ass. He had already removed his shirt, and his richly
tanned back and shoulders gleamed under the overhead light. She could see a few sprigs
of blond hair under the boy's arms as he leaned forward. The boy's right shoe thudded
on the wood floor, and he pulled off his white wool sock. His foot was large.
Jessica's heart hammered with increasing excitement. She was dying to see if that
enormous cock-bulge in the crotch of the boy's jeans was for real. She found it hard to
believe that the youth would have a cock to match his father's in size. She had fucked
and sucked a hell of a lot of cocks in her life, but she'd only seen a cock as large as
Buck's a few times.
The boy stood up and stretched, using his right bare foot to pry off his other shoe.
Stepping on the toe of his left sock, he yanked it off by jerking his left foot backwards.
At the same time, he unsnapped and unzipped his jeans, watching himself in the mirror
on the back of the door. He stood now no more than four feet from the door behind
which Jessica knelt in the darkness watching him, and she could smell him. Her nose
was ultra-sensitive to the sweaty scent of a young male. Sometimes she was sure that
she was part dog.
Peter peeled off his jeans, leaning forward to shove them off over his feet. When he
straightened up, Jessica had to stifle a moan. The boy's fat cock hung halfway down to
his knees, and it appeared as enormous soft as his father's cock did hard. The head of
his prick looked as big and as glossy as a large ripe plum. The youngster scratched his
balls, causing his cock to jiggle heavily.
Jessica realized that a trickle of saliva had leaked from the left corner of her mouth. She
felt like breaking the door down and crawling to her nephew on her knees. Instead, she
watched helplessly as the boy stepped toward the door – his cock no more than inches
from her nose now – and flicked off the light.
Moments later she heard his bed springs grumbling as the boy settled himself for sleep.
Or possibly for something else, she realized. But there was no way she could watch him
now, not unless she had infrared vision.
More frustrated than she'd felt in many years, she probed her way along the dark
hallway and tiptoed down the stairs to her bedroom. If she could trust Ranger to keep
quiet, she would bring him in to help ease her horniness. But she knew that the big dog
would raise hell once he got a whiff of her pussy, so, once in bed, she pulled out her
battery-powered dildo and fucked it into her cunt. Then she lay back, her head pillowed
in her clasped hands, her legs entwined to keep the vibrating dildo from slipping out,
and she imagined Peter's big meaty cock filling her cunt. She allowed herself to come
three times before she pulled the dildo out of her cunt, licked it clean, and fell asleep
with the taste of cunt in her mouth.
Peter lay awake on his bed, listening to the crickets outside. The night air was cool out
here in the country, but he'd left his window open and he was lying on top of his bed
without any covers on his naked body. His body pulsated with heat. His hot prick
throbbed heavily against his abdomen. He was too hot to sleep.
It was going to be a hellish month – he could tell that already. He and Peony had only
arrived here late this afternoon, but already he was longing to go home. He
remembered Roger Mason's question in the locker room the day before, and now he
asked himself the same question: What am I going to do for pussy over the next
month?
He squeezed his aching cock, tempted to beat it off, but then he let go of it. He was
tired of beating his meat. He'd already jacked off three times that day: In bed at home
that morning. In that stinky bus-depot John at noon. And out behind Aunt Jessica's
barn that evening.
He smiled to himself. Aunt Jessica's crazy Great Dane had watched him beat off, then
had licked his cum off the side of the barn where he'd shot it. Dumb old hound.
He felt his balls roll. They were swollen and throbbing, his ball sac tight. Jacking off
three times today hadn't done much to relieve his sexual tension. A hand just didn't
satisfy his cock like a mouth or a cunt did. He needed a female. But where was he
going to get a female around here? There were two of them here in the house with him
– one sleeping downstairs, and one sleeping in the bedroom next to him but they were
his sister and his aunt.
He grabbed his cock by the base of the shaft and pushed it up in the air, cooling his
prick off by getting it away from his belly. The cock-shaft arteries tickled his thumb. In
the darkness, he could just make out the enormous dark shape of his cock.
"Damn!" he whispered.
He was thinking about Peony's hot little ass wiggling against his cock during the ride
on the first bus. He tried to push those thoughts out of his mind, then cursed again
when he found his evil thoughts about Peony replaced by other evil thoughts about
Aunt Jessica. She had such big luscious tits. She was an older, riper version of Peony,
for Peony was just a younger version of Mom, and Aunt Jessica looked just like Mom.
"Christ! he thought. Thinking about Aunt Jessica this way is just like thinking about
Mom this way.
He clamped his eyes shut and forced himself not to think. He would force himself to go
to sleep. And tomorrow morning he would borrow Aunt Jessica's car and he would
drive to the nearest town to scout around for some high school pussy. He crossed his
arms over his chest, holding his breath with the effort of trying not to think, of trying
to sleep. He could feel tension in his face. He could feel sweat on his forehead. He
would sleep.
Twenty minutes later he got out of bed. As quietly as possible, he left his room, and
stood trembling in front of Peony's bedroom door. The doorknob slipped slightly in his
sweating palm as he turned it.
Peony's room was lit by a small nightlight plugged into a wall socket. The girl lay on
top of her sheets, her covers thrown off, her bare legs spread apart under her lacy pink
nightshirt. The short gown had ridden up nearly to her groin, and Peter could see his
sister's shiny cunt-fur in the dim light.
His impulse as he sealed the door shut behind him was to slide across the room and to
rape her while she slept, ramming his bludgeon of a cock all the way up her cunt while
he clapped his hand over her mouth to force her screams back down her throat.
Instead, he crept across the room on such trembling legs that he was sure he was going
to collapse before he made it to the bed.
To his amazement, he made it. Kneeling on the floor beside the bed, he pushed his face
up close to the warm darkness between his sleeping sister's legs. His nostrils flared like
the nostrils of a sniffing hound as he filled his head and his lungs with the spicy scent
of his sister's cunt. His cock, trapped between the side of the mattress and his hot lower
abdomen, tingled almost painfully, every cell of its meaty ten inches itchy and prickling.
His heart pounded so hard that it sounded like a bass drum in his head.
Peony shifted, as if she could feel his breath between her legs. She spread her legs even
wider, wiggled her little ass, smacked her lips and mumbled something in her sleep.
Peter held his breath, his heart suddenly caught in his throat as he thought for the first
time just how crazy this all was, as he realized that his sister might wake up.
What was he doing here? What were his intentions? He realized now that he didn't
know. He had entered his sister's bedroom in obedience to his prick. He'd followed his
upright and throbbing cock, as if it were leading his body. Surely he couldn't do what
his cock wanted him to do. Perhaps he had come in here just for a sniff of her cunt –
and for a look at it.
This was the first time in his life he'd seen his sister's cunt. It was a pretty cunt, its
fleshy slabs fringed with dark pussy-fuzz. Between the cuntlips it was moist, the dim
light glistening off the tiny beads of pussy juice.
Peony sighed in her sleep, stretching and pointing her toes. Her sigh seemed to be
saying, lick me, eat me, taste me.
Peter couldn't help himself. With a pained moan, he rammed his mouth against his
sister's parted cunt and tried to suck her cunt inside-out. His mouth filled with hair and
warm spongy cunt-meat. He chewed, munched, growling like a dog.
Peony sat up with a gasp, like a girl suddenly awakened by a vampire. Peter gazed up at
her, his teeth full of her cunt, his head dizzy with the scent and taste of her pussy. He
continued growling. He'd done it now. There was no turning back, no further need to
stifle his lust.
"Peter?" the girl squeaked, her tone one of shock and fear and disbelief. She put one
hand on his head and pushed. "Don't, Peter, you-" Her words broke off into a sharp
gasp as he bit into her clit. She fell back, her rib cage heaving, her loins jerking in
response to his hard munching.
Peter thrust his tongue deep into her cunt, feeling her hot cuntal walls grip it. She was
tart, like an apple. As he wriggled his tongue inside her pussy, tasting her, her cunt
juices dribbled out and coated his chin.
Her hands went to his hair. "Oh, Peter! Oh, God!" She tossed her head on her pillow,
her body writhing in rhythm to the twists of his tongue inside her pussy.
Peter slipped up onto the mattress with her as easily as a snake. He lay between her
spread legs, his mouth full of her crotch, his tongue pistoning inside her cunt. His cock
felt like a hot rubber club under his belly. As he sucked his sister, he humped at the
mattress.
Peony arched up, her fingers tightening in his hair, her hot pussy rubbing and twisting
against his mouth. She squeezed his head between her thighs, fucking against his face,
digging her hot toes into his ass.
"I'm gonna come!" she gasped. "Oh, Peter, I'm gonna come! Oh, oh, ohhhhh!"
Peter groaned as his sister's hot pussy juices burst into his mouth like the juices of an
overripe plum. He swallowed her delicious cunt juice, amazed at the amount she was
putting out. Half the girls he'd suck didn't put out any extra juice at all when they
came. The others oozed a little more when they spasmed. But none of them came like
Peony was coming now, her cunt literally sending quick spurts of hot girl-juice into his
mouth. He humped harder and faster at the mattress, sucking his sister's cunt, chewing
her sex-meat, eating her pussy juices. He couldn't get enough of her pussy. He growled,
groaned, tearing at her cunt like a dog at a slab of raw steak.
"Peter, stop! Oh, Jesus, Peter, stop, stop, oh please!" Peony yanked on his hair. Her
right heel caught him in the left kidney.
He almost screamed, his entire left side shot through with pain. He fought from the
grip of her thighs and held himself where she'd kicked him. His eyes were clamped
shut and he was biting his lower lip. His left side throbbed. He curled up beside his
sister on the mattress and held himself until the sharp pain dulled. He realized then
that Peony was sitting beside him and petting his head. She'd removed her nightgown.
"I'm sorry," she soothed. "I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you, but you were hurting
me, and there was nothing else I could do." She reached down and squeezed his cock.
"Oh, Peter! Oh, God, it's so big!" She caressed his prick, her soft palm sliding down the
sensitive backside of the cockhead and down the nerve-rich strand immediately below
it.
The pain in Peter's back seemed to instantly vanish, replaced by an indescribable
pleasure in his cock. Throughout the moments of his pain, his cock had remained hard
and throbbing, the sexual ache in it only momentarily overshadowed by the pain in his
back. Now, with the pain gone, the sexual feelings returned in full force.
Peony fell beside him on the bed and began to lick at his cock, her small pink tongue
darting all around the cockhead, her soft lips smooching the pleasure-strand repeatedly.
"I love it," she whispered. "I just love it."
Peter couldn't believe what he was seeing his sister licking and kissing his cock with the
same deft skill as some of the more experienced whores in his high school class. The
thought crossed his mind that perhaps cock-sucking was something that girls all knew
by instinct. Otherwise, Peony had learned about it through experience, through lots of
actual cock-sucking, and that was hard to believe. She was much too young to be a
whore.
She got her pretty mouth around the prick-head, her lips stretched to near tearing, her
jaws looking as if they would dislocate. The cockhead and about four more inches of
the thick cockshaft disappeared into her mouth before his cockhead lodged against her
tonsils and stuffed the entrance to her throat.
Peony sucked, using her tongue on the backside of his cockhead. Her mouth was hot,
its soft walls wet and quivering. He grabbed her head and began to hump at her face,
began to fuck her mouth. Peony choked, her face turning almost purple.
He fucked his cock back and forth between her lips for several seconds, then felt the
jism getting ready to uncoil in his loins. Holding his breath, he pulled his cock out of
his strangling sister's face. For just a moment, he thought it was too late, thought that
he would shoot his cum against her cheeks, but then the hot feelings gradually relaxed
in his loins and he smiled with relief. Now he could fuck her.
Peony lay limply on the mattress, the purple in her face fading to red, her lungs sucking
in fresh air, while Peter got his hands under her ass and lifted it up so he could kneel
between her legs and fuck his cock into her pussy.
"Bring your legs up," he said, and the girl complied, lifting her smooth legs and jack
knifing them to her tits. Then he got his shoulders hooked under her knees and he
spread apart her elastic cuntal slabs with his thumbs, feeling the wet cunt flesh and
warm fur under his thumb pads. "Hold on, little sister, 'cause I'm gonna slide my
pecker into you."
He pushed the head of his cock against her wet open cunt, then let the hot lips close
around the tip of it. Peony was moaning and so was he. He gripped her ass tightly,
then forced the head of his cock into her cunt.
Peony gasped, panting quickly. "It's big, so big!"
"Can you take it?"
"I don't know." She spoke between pants. "But I want it. I wanna feel it in me."
Wiggling his ass, he fucked three more inches of cock into her pussy. She was so tight
that he had to be careful so he wouldn't blow off before he got his cock all the way in
her pussy.
Her eyes rolled back. "Oh, God, oh, Jesus! It's splitting me in half." Her big nipples
stood out like fingertips.
"I'm gonna fuck you," he said, his words thrilling him and sending hot pokers shooting
through his cock. "I'm gonna screw you."
His fingernails sinking into her ass flesh, he rammed the last five inches of his cock into
her, his cockhead hitting soft hot meat at the back of her cunt and burrowing in it.
Looking down, he could see his sister's little cuntlips stretched like rubber bands
around the huge circumference of his cockshaft. It felt so good.
Peony's head twisted on her pillow. Her knees pressed against the sides of his neck. She
put her fist into her mouth and gnawed it.
"You like that, Peony? You like it?"
"Yes," she whispered. "Oh, Peter, fuck me! Do it now, before I split apart."
Pushing her knees down to her tits by settling down over her in a push-up position, he
began to fuck his enormous cock in and out of her little body. She was so hot and tight
inside that he had to move slowly to avoid bringing himself off. His cock felt so good
that the sexual feelings spread to his asshole and ran up and down like millions of hot
fingers.
Peter's cock made squishing noises in her cunt as he fucked it in and out with
increasing speed. If her cunt hadn't lubricated itself so well by oozing copious amounts
of slick warm pussy juice, he would have torn he stretched pussylips.
She reached up and stroked his flushed cheeks. "Yes, big brother, yes!" Her fingers
trembled, caressing him. Her face was contorted, her eyes glazed. "Oh, yes, do it to me!
Move your big pecker! Oh, yes, God!"
She writhed under him, her huge tits quivering, her ass twitching in response to his
faster and faster cock-thrusts.
He had loosened up enough now for him to fuck her without fear of losing his cumload 
with every stroke of his cock. He eased up out of the push-up position and kneeled
against her, holding her ass up by pushing her thighs down against her torso and by
letting her brace her feet against his chest. Her toes clawed at his muscles as he fucked
her. She caught his nipples between her toes and tweaked them, causing added
sensations to radiate through his excited flesh. When she began to stroke his cheeks
with her toes, he turned his face from side to side and licked at them.
She had salty, sexy little girl-toes that longed to be sucked, that invited sucking. He
wrapped his lips around the toes of her left foot and began to suck them, first together,
then one at a time. As he sucked, he felt her cunt contacting to the rhythm of his
sucking, heard her moans of pleasure, saw her glazed eyes roll drunkenly.
"Mmmmmm, Peter, ohhhh, yessss, fuck me, suck my toes, mmmmm!" She grabbed
one of her tits in each hand and squeezed them together, tweaking the hard nipples
with her thumbs. Her cunt vibrated inside. "Ooooh, Peter, fuck meeee! Ohhh,
mmmmm, I've never felt so good!"
Peter, despite the rapid fucking of his ten-inch cock in her slippery cunt, despite the
faster and harder thrusting of his loins, got the impression that things were happening
in slow motion, got the impression that his cock was fucking gracefully in and out of
his slowly writhing sister. He felt the sex-knots tightening moment by moment in his
loins, felt the jism in his balls bubbling up, felt his piss-tube pulsating in expectation of
the hot fluid that would soon be shooting through it.
"Fuck you,' he muttered biting and sucking on her toes, gnawing at the balls of her
sexy feet, twisting his face from side to side between her hot soles. "Fuck you, hot little
bitch!"
His spine was elastic, his loins snapping back and forth at the end of it. All ten inches
of his prick fucked in and out of her now. He felt her hot pussy juices running down
over his smooth balls.
Peony's eyes rolled back until nothing showed by the whites. The toes of her right food
clenched inside Peter's mouth, her toenails clawing his tongue. Her cunt became like a
steel vise around his cock for a moment, then began to shiver and contract inside,
manipulating his cock as well as any hand could.
"Eeeeeeeh!" she whined. "Ooooooh! Peter!"
"Peony!" Peter mumbled, sucking her spastically vibrating toes. "Sister!"
His jism uncoiled inside him and shot like hot greased ropes through the core of his
cock. His ass jerked rhythmically, his asshole contracting. He clung to his sister's
velvety legs, sucked on her sexy toes, and fired round after round of hot jism into her
pubescent cunt. Their sex organs spasmed together, their crotches sizzling. They
moaned and gibbered in unison.
After it was all over, they lay side by side on the bed, Peter's cock still buried in Peony's
cunt, and they kissed, thrusting tongues in and out of each other's mouth. Peter felt his
jism trickling out of her pussy and greasing his balls. He flexed his cock inside her cunt.
She giggled and contracted her cunt.
Before the fell asleep an hour and a half later, they fucked each other two more times,
sharing intense orgasms, their groans of pleasure as loud as those they had uttered
during their first fuck.


Chapter 7

Jessica directed Shadow toward the stream. They could all use a drink. The sky on this
June morning was a perfect blue and the sun was intense. They were all sweating a
little, especially Shadow, who had to bear two burdens on his shiny black back today
instead of one.
The large stallion wasn't complaining, though. As he ambled along the trail through the
woods, his hoof beats muffled by fallen leaves and the moist spring soil under them, he
breathed evenly, as if sedately sniffing the forest wildflowers, as if the two females
mounted on his back were no heavier than the shafts of sunlight slanting through
breaks in the trees.
"This is fun," said Peony, her arms around Jessica from behind, her big tits squashed
against Jessica's back.
Jessica laughed. "Isn't it, though? I go riding every morning whether the sun is shining
or whether its raining. Shadow loves to go out as much as I do."
"Do you ever ride with a saddle?"
"Sometimes, when I want to exercise Shadow a little more, make him gallop. If I didn't
have a saddle on him then, with stirrups to brace my feet in, I'd have a hard time
staying aboard."
Peony giggled, tightening her arms around Jessica. "Ooooh, this is so much fun."
Jessica smiled. "We'll be at the stream soon. We can cool off."
"Great!"
Jessica clicked her tongue and spurred on the horse.
That little girl is in a fine mood this morning, she thought. But then, why shouldn't she
be – after the way she spent her night – with her brother's enormous cock bucking and
sliding inside her sensitive little teenaged body?
Jessica was still not totally certain that she hadn't dreamed the scene she'd witnessed
last night through the keyhole of Peony's bedroom door. After spying on Peter, she had
gone to bed, had fucked herself to sleep with a dildo, then had slept for a while before
the wild sounds coming from upstairs had awakened her. Upstairs, kneeling at Peony's
door and peering through the keyhole into Peony's dimly lit bedroom, she had
discovered the source of the shrieking bed springs and the wild moanings and
mumblings: Brother and sister were fucking each other like a pair of rutting animals.
What had been hardest to believe about the scene had been the way Peony's little pussy
had repeatedly swallowed up Peter's horse-sized cock.
Peony squirmed behind Jessica, her breathing becoming deeper and more excited
sounding, as if Peony too were remembering last night. Peony's bare toes wriggled
against Jessica's bare ankles a few times and Jessica knew for certain that the young girl
was getting excited.
"I love horseback riding," the girl breathed as if to herself. "Mmmmm, it's so much
fun!"
So that's it, Jessica mused, smiling to herself. The young cunt is getting her first feel of
a sweaty stallion's back between her legs. Feels good, doesn't it, honey? she felt like
asking. The muscles of the stallion's back undulating under his soft coat, the bouncing
of your hot little ass, the rubbing of your spread cunt against the horse's spine – they
all get you pretty hot, don't they? They make your cunt get all wet, don't they? You
could come pretty easily just by squeezing your legs against his flanks, couldn't you? I
know, baby, Jessica thought. I've come thousands of times while horseback riding, and I
was just about your age when I first got on a horse. Why do you think young girls like
to ride horses so much?
They came to the sunny clearing and Shadow kicked up fine white sand as he made
straight for the rippling, cool water of the stream. He stood with his front legs in the
water as he drank, and Jessica dismounted first, helping Peony climb off the tall horse.
Jessica made a stirrup of her clasped hands and let Peony slide her warm bare foot into
it. With a step to leap off of, the jump to the sand wasn't so great a distance.
Jessica offered Peony a drink from the canteen she'd brought along. As far as Jessica
knew, the stream water was drinkable, but she always brought along well water from
the house. The girl drank long, the cold water gurgling down her dry throat.
"Thanks," she handed the canteen to Jessica, who took a long drink herself, closing her
eyes so she could savor the cold sweetness of the water.
"Ann! Want some more, darling?"
"No thanks. I just wanna rest and cool off."
Jessica recapped the canteen, refastened the carrying strap to it, and carried it over to
the coolness of some tree shade.
"How about a swim, honey?" Jessica pulled off her canvas sneakers. The sand felt soft
and soothing on her hot feet.
"Sure," the girl said. "But we didn't bring our swimsuits." She had a knowing glint in
her eyes, and she was grinning, as if she already knew what Jessica was going to say.
"Are you kidding me, darling?" Jessica unsnapped her jeans and started to push them
down. "Who's to see us out here? This is my land. We'll go naked."
Peony giggled, blushing. "Oooh, that sounds like fun."
"It is fun. Now get out of those skin-tight jeans and that T-shirt of yours before you
roast to death." She kicked off her jeans and peeled the panties away from her
perpetually wet cunt,, watching Peony struggle out of her T-shirt.
The young girl's tits wobbled out into the sunshine, her cherries shiny and pink, her
nipples hard and erect. The girl's tits appeared even larger naked than they did when
shrouded by her tight T-shirt.
They're as big as mine! Jessica thought.
Lord! And at her age! And on that little body of hers, those tits appear even larger than
they are.
They finished undressing and ran into the stream, dipping down into the cool water
until their tits floated, then springing up and splashing.
"It's so cold!" Peony screaming, giggling hysterically and dipping down again.
Laughing, Jessica splashed her. "Nonsense!"
She braced herself for Peony's return splash, but it never came. The young girl's
attention had been snatched away as if by the hand of a magician. Peony stared past
Jessica, her mouth dropped open and slack. Jessica turned around to find out what sight
had hypnotized or terrified the young girl. For a moment her heart skipped a beat. She
expected to find a group of trespassers watching their nude romp. But then she laughed
out loud, instantly relieved.
She turned back to Peony. "What's the matter, darling?"
"It's so big!" the girl whispered, her eyes never for a moment leaving the unsheathed
red prick of the stallion. "I don't believe it! It" must be two feet long!"
"Two and a half," Jessica said, turning back to look at Shadow's cock hanging nearly
into the sand. The horse's forelegs were still in the stream, but he was no longer
drinking. Instead, he was gazing at them with big lovable eyes. She looked again at
Peony, whose amazed expression remained frozen. "You've never seen a horse's cock
before?"
Peony shook her head slowly.
"It's no different from a boy's cock, only a lot longer and thicker. Horses and boys are a
lot alike – with those big warm eyes. Cute, isn't he?"
"Yes," Peony said. "He is cute." Her eyes remained glued to the horse. She spoke as if
she were in a trance.
"Why don't you take a closer look, darling. You might even rub his cock for him. He
likes that. Whenever his cock comes out like that, it's as if he's begging to be rubbed.
Just like when a boy gets hard. I'm sure you've had some experience with boys, a pretty
girl like you."
Peony finally glanced at her. Then the girl blushed. "I've had some," she said. "Not
much."
"Nothing to be embarrassed about, darling. When I was your age, boys and their cocks
were all I thought about. I'm sure it's the same with most young girls." She extended
her hand toward Peony. "Come on. Don't be afraid. Shadow loves for girls to feel his
cock."
The girl trudged through the knee-deep water, her water-beaded tits wobbling in the
sunshine, the bumps on her areolas resembling small nipples. Jessica took her shaking
hand and led her onto the warm sand near the rear of the stallion.
Shadow glanced at them over his shoulder. His long cock flexed, shiny in the sunlight.
A drop of clear liquid flicked off the end of his cock. Peony was shaking all over. Jessica
could feel heat emanating from the girl's naked body.
She stroked the girl's lower back, ran her hand down over the smooth globes of her
niece's beautiful young ass, felt a humid warmth coming from the girl's asscrack.
"Don't be afraid, darling. Shadow will love you for massaging his prick – just like the
boys do."
"Aunt Jessica, I-" The girl swallowed, her gaping eyes following the twitching of the
horse's cock. Her voice trembled. "Oh, God, it's so big, I, I-"
Jessica placed her hands on her niece's shoulders and pushed her down to her knees.
"Take it, honey. Just reach out and touch it."
The girl reached forward, her hands vibrating, her breathing becoming loud. She placed
one hand on each side of the middle of the cockshaft, then brought them together,
closing her hands around the thick horse-prick. She gasped. Shadow's gigantic prick
flexed. He shifted, kicking up sand with his hind hoofs. At the same time, he snorted.
With another gasp, Peony drew back.
"Don't be afraid, angel," Jessica said. "He won't hurt you. Rub his cock now. Rub it.
Make him feel good."
Peony moaned. Her hands held the horse-cock once more and she moved them up and
down the slick prickshaft. When her hands reached the cockhead, the huge cock flexed,
jerking Peony with it. Shadow snorted again and sex-lube dripped from his piss-slit.
Peony was under the horse now, sitting back on her pink heels. Her dark eyes crossed,
all her concentration on the horse's dripping cock. She lifted the horse-prick until the
head of it was near her nose. Pre-cum dripped off onto her right tit. Her nostrils flared.
She sniffed the horse's cock.
Jessica fell to her knees beside her niece so she could watch the young girl explore the
horse-cock. Hot pussy juice was bubbling out of her own cunt now, and she was slick
between her thighs. Watching Peony toy with the horse was like watching herself. It
was at Peony's age that she had first discovered how exciting playing with a horse-cock
could be. The smell of hot cunt was heavy in the air. She knew that Peony, like herself,
was steaming between the legs.
Peony lifted the horse-cock higher, inspecting it, checking the underside of the
cockhead. A drop of sex-lube dripped off, this time onto Peony's lips. She glanced at
Jessica, making a face.
Jessica dipped her finger into the cock juice that had fallen onto Peony's right tit. She
brought her finger to her mouth and tasted the salty-sweet fluid, smacking her lips as
she sucked it off her finger.
"Mmmmm, good. Taste it, darling."
Peony's pink tongue came out and she licked the sex-lube off her lips. Then she smiled
and giggled.
"What did I tell you, angel? Go ahead, sweetheart, do whatever you want. Don't let me
make you nervous. Don't be embarrassed. I know what it's like to be a young girl. I
know what young girls enjoy doing. Go ahead, darling, do whatever you want." Jessica
felt her eyes rolling from the pleasure she was feeling between her legs. This experience
was so unique, so exciting. She had never expected her niece to go this far.
Peony pressed the horse's cock to her face and rubbed the prickhead up and down her
cheeks. She squirmed, her ass rubbing against her heels, her tits wobbling. Pre-cum
oozed no from the horse-cock and greased her flushed cheeks. Peony moaned, panting
faster.
"Oh, God!" the girl sighed. "Oh, wow!" She kissed the stallion's huge cockhead, then
began to lick it.
Suddenly the sound of the stream faded into the distant background and the sounds of
the girl's slurping and lip-smacking and moaning became all that Jessica was aware of.
"I love it!" the girl whispered. "Oh, do I love it!" Her mouth gaped and the end of the
horse's cock disappeared between her pink lips. She sucked the horse-cock frantically.
"Use your hands to jack him off," Jessica said, reaching over to guide the girl's hands
along the immense shaft of the horse's cock. "That's it, jack it off." The little girl's
hands moved faster on the horse-cock, and Jessica let go, allowing the girl to act on her
own.
Jessica flopped over onto her back in the sand and squirmed up between her niece's legs
and under her crotch. Peony lifted her ass up off the heels to allow Jessica under her,
then sat back down, shoving her dripping cunt down into Jessica's mouth. Jessica
crossed her own legs, shimmying them together, her pussy flooded with needles of fire.
Jessica was in the ideal position. Lying under her niece, she could look up between her
niece's marvelous tits and could watch the young girl suck the head of the horse-cock
while her shaking hands jacked the horse off. At the same time, Jessica could gauge the
girl's excitement from the contractions of the girl's cunt and from the amount of juice
that was leaking out of her pussy. She licked up and down the fat, fuzzy cunt-slabs,
tasting her niece, eating her cunt juices. She got her tongue between Peony's cuntlips
and drilled it at the girl's clit. When her tongue fucked into the girl's cunt, she heard
her groan in ecstasy.
"Mmmmm, suck me, Aunt Jessica, lick me off!" Peony wrapped her lips once more
around the horse-cock, sucking it, eating the horse's sex-lube, twisting her tongue into
the gaping piss-slit of the gigantic horse-cock. Her hands never stopped their frantic
masturbation of the snorting animal.
Shadow shifted from time to time, kicking up sand, his flanks quivering, but he never
reared up or started to stomp. Jessica had trained the horse well.
Peony fucked her cunt on Jessica's mouth to the same rhythm that she jacked off the
horse and sucked on his prick. Jessica matched the girl's fucking rhythm with humping
motions of her own, rubbing her naked ass in the warm sand, rubbing her juice-slick
inner thighs together. Groans of pleasure came from the two women. Jessica sucked
hard, twirling her tongue inside her niece's cunt. She knew that she couldn't stave off
her own orgasm much longer, and she wanted to bring Peony off with her.
Peony's eyes rolled. Little squeals of pleasure bubbled out of her throat. Her lips
munched loudly on the head of Shadow's colossal cock. Shadow snorted more often
now, his flanks gripped by shivers that came at quick, rhythmic intervals. His long cock
bucked, nearly leaping out of Peony's sliding hands. The tip of Peony's tongue was
buried an inch up the horse's piss-slit, and she was twisting it. Shadow reared up a few
inches, then splashed his front hoofs back down into the stream. Huge shudders passed
through his black flanks.
"He's coming!" Peony gasped, gripping the horse-cock and staring at its gaping piss-slit.
And as she said those words, a spurt of hot horse-cum splatted her in the face. The hot
cum showered down over her tits, some of it falling with heavy splashes onto Jessica's
face.
"He's shooting!" Peony cried, half giggling, half groaning. Her mouth opened wide,
catching the next spurt of horse-cum in the back of her throat.
The air became instantly saturated with the heady alkaline scent of horse-jism. Jessica
became instantly drunk on it. She fastened her lips to Peony's pubescent cunt and
sucked as hard as she could, trying to suck the guts out of the young girl. Her teeth
grated at Peony's squirming clit. Her tongue fucked faster and faster inside the
tightening cunt of the excited nymphette. At the same time, she writhed in the sand,
rubbing her hot thighs together frantically and squeezing her pussylips between them.
She felt the orgasmic sensations mounting and tightening in her cunt and her asshole.
There was nothing she could do now to stop them.
Peony's mouth fastened to the end of the shivering, bucking horse-cock, receiving spurt
after spurt of hot jism. Warm horse-cum leaked out of her mouth and dripped onto her
tits. The girl moaned and cooed and giggled as if hysterical. Her cunt contracted
furiously around Jessica's tongue. She ground her fuzzy cunt against Jessica's mouth.
"I'm coming!" Peony grunted, choking on a sudden mouthful of horse-jism. "Uhh,
ohhhh!" Her cunt became hot as a blast furnace. An incredible amount of hot pussy
juice gushed out of her spasming cunt and filled Jessica's mouth.
Jessica thought for a moment that she was going to drown. She had never known any
female to literally spray like this when she came, and she was taken completely by
surprise. When the girl's cunt contracted again, and another burst of cunt juice poured
into Jessica's mouth, she was ready for it and she swallowed the tart girl-juice as if it
were some rare wine. She bit harder into Peony's young cunt, wanting to devour its
luscious meat. At the same time, she shimmied her own cuntlips together hard, feeling
the hot teeth of her orgasm gnaw through the swollen, inflamed meat of her cunt.
More horse-jism showered her face, dripping off Peony's twitching nipples. More girl
juice seeped into her mouth from her niece's convulsing cunt. Her toes curled under
from the sensations shooting throughout her body. The excitement was almost more
than she could stand.
The two females crawled into the stream and soaked in its cooling waters after their
orgasms had finally petered out. Their queen-sized tits floated, their nipples sucked at
by the current. Peony scrubbed the sticky horse-jism off her red face.
Meanwhile, Shadow lowered his head and lapped up more water. His long cock had
retracted into its shea...
"I'm exhausted," Jessica said, picking a few downy cunt-hairs from between her front
teeth. "How about you, sweetheart?"
Peony lay back, floating, her long dark hair fanned out on the surface of the water, her
large nipples shining in the sunlight. Her eyes were closed. She was smiling.
"Mmmmm!" she sighed. "Mmmmm!"
Jessica crept toward her, then lowered herself under the water and came up underneath
the girl. Before Peony could escape, Jessica had grabbed her ass and had plunged her
nose between her niece's sexy asscheeks. Without surfacing, she managed to wriggle her
tongue up inside her niece's hot asshole. Far off, above the surface of the water, she
could hear her niece squealing. She twisted her tongue, eating the girl out.


Chapter 8

After lunch it was Peony's turn to go up to her room and catch up on some of the sleep
she'd lost the night before. Peter had spent the morning in bed. Jessica had been unable
to rouse him for breakfast, so she'd taken Peony alone out riding. Lucky she had, she
mused now, sloshing sudsy water over a plate, then rinsing it in hot clear water.
Otherwise Peony might not have responded at all to the magnificent hard-on Shadow
had displayed for her. Had Peter been along, Peony probably would have been too
embarrassed in front of him to have done anything with the horse. And what a waste
that would have been!
"Where do these go?" Peter asked, holding the stack of dinner plates he'd dried for her
while she'd done the washing.
"Behind the middle cupboard door." She watched him set the plates down temporarily
on the counter top while he opened the door she indicated. "That's the one."
The handsome boy lifted the stack of plates into the cupboard, showing off his bare
torso as he did so. Jessica caught a whiff of his male scent as he raised his arms and
exposed his sprigs of blond armpit hair. The yellow hairs contrasted beautifully with the
rich bronze tan of his torso. Jessica almost groaned out loud. Her young nephew,
despite his short height, was a lithe, muscular young hunk. His shoulder-length blond
hair made his face apear almost girlish, but he was all boy. One look at his bulging
arms and shoulders, one look at that fantastic cock-bulge in his jeans, one look at those
large, sinewy bare feet of his, and there was no mistaking his maleness. Jessica became
so preoccupied watching him that she didn't realize before it was too late that she was
sloshing dishwater all over her blouse.
"Trying to kill two birds with one stone?" the boy asked as he shut the cupboard door
and picked up his towel again.
"Looks like it, doesn't it?" Jessica said, grabbing a towel to wipe the suds off her blouse.
"Might as well get the clothes washed us while you're doing the dishes.
She tried to soak up the water with her towel, but she'd splashed so much of it on
herself that her entire front was dripping – not just the lower part of her blouse, but
the front of her jeans as well. She felt all soggy, as if she had pissed in her pants.
"I can finish up, if you want to change clothes," the boy said.
He put his hands behind his head and stretched his spine, flexing his biceps, showing
her all the beautiful muscles of his torso – the ridges of abdominal muscle, the chest
muscles capped with small brown nipples.
Jessica's breath caught. She felt very weak. She wanted to throw herself into her
nephew's strong arms and to writhe against him.
"No, that's all right," she said with a nervous laugh. "We'll finish these dishes together.
What's a little water?" She laughed again. Then, taking a deep breath, she began to
unbutton her blouse. "It is a little bit uncomfortable, though."
Staring straight ahead out of the window in front of the kitchen sink, she finished
unbuttoning her blouse, then unsnapped her jeans, unzipped them, and pushed them
down. When she straightened up, she was dressed in nothing but her open blouse and
her wet panties. Her face was on fire. She plunged her hands back into the dishwater,
feeling around for forks and spoons.
"Hope you don't mind my making myself more comfortable," she said, letting out a
sharp, almost-hysterical chuckle. She was shaking, more nervous than she'd been in a
long time.
"No," the boy answered, his voice sounding suddenly more like the voice of a ten-year
old than that of a teenager. "No, I don't mind. I sure don't mind."
She didn't dare look at him. She rinsed a handful of silverware under the tap and nearly
scalded her hand. The silverware clattered into the adjacent sink.
"Burn yourself?" the boy asked.
She ran cold water over her lobster-red hand, soothing away the fire. "No, at least not
badly." She giggled like a schoolgirl.
The boy's warm hand closed around her arm. "Why don't you sit down and rest? I can
finish."
"Okay," she said. "Sure."
She stumbled over to the kitchen table and plopped down onto a chair. Peter was
plunging his muscular hands into the dishwater. Her heart banging, her rib cage
heaving, she watched him – watched his muscles dance in his tanned back as he
worked, watched his large toes hug the linoleum, watched his asscheeks flex in his tight
jeans. Her crotch throbbed, steaming, itching. Her toes wiggled, crossed, clenched. She
couldn't stand this another second.
"Peter," she said, "did you have fun last night?"
The boy froze. "What?" He kept his back to her, his shoulders pulled up and rigid.
"Did you enjoy fucking Peony?"
Silence, except for the drumming of her heart in her temples.
"I watched," she said. "You made so much noise that you woke me up. I went upstairs
to find out what was happening. I saw everything through the keyhole. You seemed to
enjoy fucking your sister."
The boy's shoulders relaxed slightly. "So, what are you gonna do about it? Call Mom
and Dad in Spain?"
Jessica let out a shuddering breath. She flung off her blouse and peeled off her panties.
"Here! Catch!"
As the boy spun toward her, she threw the wet panties at him as hard as she could.
They hit him square in his startled face.
"Jesus Christ!" the boy said, catching the panties as they fell away from his face.
He held them in his hands, studying them as if they were some strange plant from
another planet. Then, as if his arms were working automatically, he raised the wet
panties once more to his nose and pressed their juicy crotch to his nostrils. The cock
bulge in his jeans ballooned instantly. The outline of his enormous cock appeared down
the right leg of his jeans and throbbed there as he inhaled deeply again and again. Then
he rubbed the juiced panties over both his cheeks. His eyes were closed, he was smiling
faintly, and soft moans came from his parted lips.
Jessica threw herself onto the floor and crawled to him. She slid her face up his leg,
rubbing her cheek up and down the hard club in his jeans, able to feel even through the
denim the throbbing heat of his magnificent cock. She got her fingers under his
waistband and trembled uncontrollably as she unsnapped his jeans and unzipped them.
She slid down his legs, peeling his jeans down with her. His cock snapped out, banging
her in the forehead like a bludgeon and making her see stars for a moment. Then she
was rolling on the floor, hauling the bunched jeans off over the boy's feet.
The jeans disposed of, she couldn't resist hugging her nephew's feet to her tits one at a
time and covering the sinewy feet with wet kisses. She got his brown toes into her
mouth and sucked on them, licking between them, gnawing at the horny nails. Above
her, Peter was jerking on his long cock.
"Don't," she whined. "Don't do that!" With a last nip at his instep, she pushed his foot
away and crawled up his legs. She unwrapped his fingers from around his cock.
"Naughty boy! Naughty darling! Jerking off isn't nice – not when there's a girl around
to do it for you."
She kissed his flat lower abdomen, feeling his arteries flutter against her lips, feeling his
muscles quiver responsively. She was trembling less now. She was in control again. The
boy was hers. Totally. She could do anything to him. She could sense his subservience.
She shoved her nose under his huge brown balls, absorbing his musky, sweaty aroma
into her lungs, rubbing her nose against his velvety crotch. She crawled between his
legs and came out on the other side of him. She spread his asscheeks with her hands.
"Bend over a little, baby, and let me suck your ass." The boy leaned forward, bracing
his hands on his knees and turning up his skinny ass. "But don't touch that big cock of
yours. That's only for me to play with."
She drove her nose and lips between his asscheeks and glued her mouth to his
twitching ass-pucker. The boy moaned. She licked his ass with the tip of her tongue,
teasing the tight pucker until she felt it relax. Then she wiggled her tongue up inside
his asshole.
The boy was ecstatic. "Ohh, wowww!" he moaned. "Feels great! Oh, man, lick my
asshole! Suck it out!"
Twisting her head, burro wing her nose and lips deeper between her nephew's
asscheeks, she forced her tongue into him until the roots of her tongue ached. His
asshole squeezed her tongue rhythmically as she pistoned it. She licked out the juicy
folds of his shithole, marveling at how sweet he tasted.
The boy thrust his ass back and forth on her tongue. "Oh, do it, do it!" he gasped.
"Lick it! Tongue-fuck it!"
She felt his prostate gland begin to vibrate, felt it begin to swell. She zipped her tongue
out of his asshole, hearing him groan with disappointment, but satisfied that his jism
was still bubbling in his balls and not spurting out all over the kitchen floor. She knew
that it was possible to bring a boy off by tongue-fucking his asshole – she'd done it
more than once to some of her teenaged farmhands – and she loved to tease the cum
out of a boy in this way. But not at this moment. She had other things in mind for her
nephew, things that would satisfy not only him, but her as well.
She licked her way up his sweat-salty back, then stood behind him with her hands on
his chest and her thumbs tweaking his hard nipples. She humped at his backside,
rubbing her kinky cunt-bush against his ass, squashing her tingling tits at his back. She
nuzzled his shiny blond hair aside so she could lick his salty neck. She sucked his
earlobe and drove her wet tongue into his ear canal. The boy moaned, shivering so in
her arms that she had to hug him tighter to keep him from sliding onto the floor.
He turned his head, his eyes closed, his lips parted sensuously. "Kiss me," he whispered.
"Kiss! Kiss!"
Their lips met. Their tongues slid into each other's mouths. They sucked at each other,
their mingled saliva trickling out and dripping.
"What would you like to do to me?" Jessica whispered, grinding her hard nipples into
her nephew's back.
"Fuck you," the boy moaned. "Fuck you good."
"And where do you wanna fuck me?" They were dancing now, swaying. Over her
nephew's shoulder, Jessica could see his magnificent cock wagging and throbbing in the
air, a pretty pearl of pre-cum nestled in the mouth of his piss-slit. "The mouth, the
cunt, or the ass? Which hole do you wanna fuck me in, darling?"
"The ass," the boy groaned. "Up your beautiful hot shithole. Oh, Jesus!"
A rush of hot tingles flooded Jessica's asshole. Her cunt contracted, squirting a trickle of
cunt juice down the tingling flesh inside her right thigh. She squirmed, squeezing her
legs together, aware that she could easily come if she didn't control herself.
She pushed Peter away and went directly to the table. She uncovered the butter dish,
happy to see that the yellow butter was soft and warm. She dipped her fingers into the
butter and reached her greasy fingers down to her asscrack. Her middle finger easily
slipped into her asshole, greasing it. She spread the soft butter up and down her
asscrack, clamping her asscheeks around her sliding fingers in her excitement. As she
lubricated her asscrack and her asshole, she turned her ass up so her nephew could
watch the exciting kneading motions of her fingers up and down her asscrack, so he
could see her middle finger slowly twisting in and out of her asshole. She leered at the
boy over her shoulder, delighting in the way his mouth hung open, delighting in the
pink flush of his face, delighting in the way he trembled and panted and in the way his
cock pointed stiffly at the ceiling.
His magnificent bludgeon of cockmeat stood up well past his navel, throbbing and
quivering, the veins along its shaft bloated. Peter's cock was nowhere near as large as a
horse-cock. But, jutting as it was out of his tight, narrow loins, and relative to his
overall small build, his big cock was as magnificent as any horse-cock Jessica had ever
seen.
"Come here," Jessica said. "Let me grease that big thing for you."
The boy came over, his cock wagging heavily. Jessica dipped another gob of butter out
of the dish and reached back to smear the slippery yellow stuff on Peter's hot cock. She
kept her back turned to him and her ass turned up, never for a moment letting him
take his eyes off her ass. She could feel his intense gaze like warm fingers running all
over her ass. As she closed her buttered hand around his cock and began to lubricate
the hard fucker from base to head, she felt nipping, prickling sensations flood through
her throbbing asshole. Her asshole was aching for the feel of her nephew's huge cock
sliding inside it. No human cock that big had ever fucked her – either in the asshole or
the cunt.
The excited youth humped to the rhythm of Jessica's hand on his cock. She felt his cock
swell and harden even more as it slid in her hand. When she rubbed butter around the
cockhead she had to be careful to apply less pressure lest the boy lose his cum-load. He
moaned as she spread a good amount of butter of his prick-knob. She couldn't resist
dipping the tip of her index finger into his gaping piss-slit and wiping out a sticky drop
of his pre-cum. When she sucked the sex-lube off her finger, she found that it was
butter flavored.
"Let me fuck you," the boy said as if in agony. "Let me shove my cock up your ass."
He looked delirious, his eyes glazed and rolling, his breath steaming from flared
nostrils. His large hands clamped her hips. He sawed his greased cock up and down her
asscrack, his head tossing with the pleasure he felt.
Jessica reached back frantically for his cock. She had to get his cock in her ass before
the boy shot off all over her back. More times than she cared to remember, boys had
lost their hot loads in her back or her ass, and she couldn't bear the thought of that
happening now. It wasn't that she didn't love the feel and the sight of boy-cum
squirting all over her backside – it was that she loved even more the feel of a hot cock
fucking inside her body and shooting her full of hot cum. She wanted that cum inside
her ass.
"Wait a second!" she panted, trying to get a hold on the boy's slippery, squirming cock.
"Come on, Peter, slow it down! You've gotta put it in me!"
"Quick!" the boy gasped. "Oh, quick!"
Gripping his huge cock as tightly as she could, she managed to bend it down until the
cockhead pressed against her ass-pucker. Then she took a deep breath, braced herself,
arched her back so her ass was turned up to the ideal position for penetration, and
wiggled her ass against his cock. Her ass-pucker throbbed. Her asshole sizzled. Hot sex
lube dribbled out of her cunt and slid down her inner thighs.
"Push!" she gasped. "Fuck me!"
The boy's strong fingers clawed into her hips. His cock, like a huge stone pestle, ground
against her ass-pucker, his cockhead stretching open her tight ass-ring. The copious
amounts of butter had greased away all friction. Peter's entire cock – all ten inches of it
– slid into Jessica's asshole in one smooth fucking movement. The boy moaned,
hugging Jessica's loins as if he never wanted to let go.
Jessica saw stars. Her asshole on fire, every cell of her loins swollen and itching. She felt
the hot sensations down to the soles of her feet. Her nipples ached, felt as if they might
split open.
She leaned forward, bracing her elbows on the kitchen table. She stroked the sinewy
instep of Peter's foot with the hot toes of her own foot, gently scratching his skin with
her toenails. She wiggled her ass against his warm abdomen, feeling his pubic hairs
tickle the stretched edges of her asshole. Her tits hung heavily onto the tabletop, resting
against her arms like warm water balloons.
"How do you feel?" she whispered between pants. "Do you like it, baby?"
The boy clung to her, bent over her and biting her back. "Oh, man! Oh, wow! It's in
you all the way! Oh, Jesus!" He licked at her back, his wide wet tongue like that of a
predatory animal licking its downed prey. His cock flexed inside her, nearly lifting her
off the floor.
"Fuck me, you horny little savage! Fuck the shit out of me! Use that big cock of yours!
Oh, yes!" Jessica felt her ass burn as Peter withdrew his cock. She caught her hard
nipples with her fingers and twisted on them brutally. As the boy fucked his cock back
into her ass, a gasp exploded from her lungs. "Ohhhh, baaaby, fuck meee!"
The boy fucked his ten-inch cock in and out of her shithole. His tight lower abdomen
smacked her ass rhythmically. His heavy balls slapped at her wet cunt. He was wrapped
around her, his toenails gouging her heels, his hot soles dancing on her insteps, his
downy-haired legs rubbing up and down her legs. He was glued to her backside, biting
and licking and sucking her back and neck. He nuzzled down under her left arm and
his tongue strained to lick out her wet armpit. He was rutting at her, devouring her,
rubbing her inside and out. A series of bull-like grunts escaped his throat. He panted
and whimpered like a stud dog.
Hot tears blurred Jessica's vision. She felt as if she were a seething mass of pure heat
and sensation. She continued tugging at and pinching her nipples as her nephew
assaulted her ass from behind. Her ass slid back and forth, her asshole clasping the
boy's cock, her hips gripped in his strong hands. He was using her ass as a jack-off toy,
sliding her ass back and forth on his cock as if her loins were an extension of his hands.
The sounds of their fucking – the whacking of Peter's belly against her upturned ass,
the squishing of his buttered cock in her juicy asshole-filled the room. The boy plunged
in and out of her ass easily, bringing himself closer to orgasm while he seared the
sensitive walls of Jessica's asshole with his red-hot prick.
"Fuck meee!" Jessica moaned, delirious, her cunt and her asshole burning up, her entire
body weak and melting in her nephew's arms. "Come on, angel, cream me!"
"Fuck youuu!" the boy groaned, his breath steaming against her neck, his teeth sinking
into her tender neck. "I'm fucking you, Auntie! I'm fucking your shithole!" His cock
sliced faster and harder inside her asshole.
Jessica held on as the kitchen table against which she was braced began inching its way
across the floor. The boy kept pounding away at her asshole, following along behind
the table until it had moved to the wall. Then he fucked her ass harder, crushing her
between himself and the table.
"I'm gonna come soon," Jessica grunted under the weight of the fucking youth. "Come
with me, darling, oh please!" Her toes curled from the sensations building and
tightening in her loins. "Quick, angel, cream me!"
"You hot bitch!" Peter moaned. "Oh, God!" He writhed against her, scouring her ass
with his lower abdomen, fucking his swelling cock deeper into her asshole. "I'm gonna
cream you, baby, ohhh wowwww!" His cock flexed inside her ass. A shudder passed
through the length of the hot prick. Jism squirted out of him like hot water out of a
hose. "Ohhh, mannnn!"
Jessica squealed with delight at the feel of her nephew's hot cum spurting into the
depths of her asshole. She imagined that she could hear the liquid splats of his jism
inside her. His cock flexed with such strength that she found herself involuntarily rising
up and down on her toes, lifted up and down by the forceful flexings of the youth's
spasming cock. She shimmied her legs together, working her greased pussylips against
each other. The sensations flooding her loins were so intense that her toenails were
clawing at the balls of her feet. As the boy's fourth round of hot jism exploded into her
ass, her body convulsed.
"I'm coming!" she gasped. "Oh, my angel!" A whining moan burst from her throat and
all she saw were flashes of glaring light in her brain. Her pussy became a ball of fire.
She shivered uncontrollably, her body jerking with the explosions of her nephew's cum
into her ass. "Ohh, my angel!"
Her orgasm seemed to go on for minutes. When the last spasms were twitching
through her pussy, when her senses began at last returning to normal, she became
aware of a pained howling sound that echoed through the kitchen. Peter suddenly
yanked his cock form her ass, nearly turning her asshole inside out and pulling the guts
out of her.
"What the hell?" he gasped, falling flat on his ass as he uncoupled from Jessica.
Then they were both looking toward the screen door, where Ranger stood on his hind
legs. Dog-drool was dripping obscenely from his panting tongue while an ear-splitting
howl came from his throat. The claws of his fore-paws had torn holes in the top of the
screen. His loins, humping furiously, pistoned his dripping red cock at the middle
section of the screen door.
"What the hell?" Peter repeated, shouting above the dog's plaintive howling.
Jessica ran to the sink, scooped up a potful of soapy dishwater, and rushed at the screen
door, letting the water fly directly into the howling dog's face. "Get down!"
Squealing, the Great Dane leaped back from the door and scampered away like a
whimpering puppy.
Jessica inspected the new holes in the screen. She had replaced the screen on this door
less than three weeks ago, and already it looked as if it had been riddled with a burst
from a machinegun.
"Damn dog!" She shook her head disgustedly and turned toward Peter. "I've never been
able to train him. He's incorrigible."
Peter had stood up and was putting on his jeans. His cock had softened, but it was still
nearly ten inches long and hugely fat. He straightened up, pushing his cock down into
his jeans and tossing the shiny blond hair out of his eyes.
"What was he so upset about?" he struggled to zip up his jeans.
Jessica moved over to help him, tingling all over just to be near him. The sweaty scent
of him made her dizzy. "He wants to get in on the action," she said, rubbing the boy's
cock with one hand while she forced up his zipper with her other.
The boy frowned. "Get in on the action?"
She kissed his nose. "Oh, come on now, don't play dumb! An experienced stud like
you? You must know all about sex – in all of its lovely variations."
The youth studied her tits, but she could tell that his mind was contemplating
something else – what she'd just hinted at. He lifted her heavy tits, juggling them in his
hands, licking his lips as he followed the movements of her nipples.
"You mean you fuck dogs?" he said at last, keeping his eyes on her tits.
"Now, what's so startling about that, darling?" She continued to rub his cock through
his jeans, feeling it harden. "Is that any more startling than a boy fucking his kid sister?
Or how about that kid sister sucking off dogs and horses? Peony told me all about what
she likes to do, darling. Hey, don't look so shocked." Peter's bone-hard cock throbbed
under her hand.


Chapter 9

Peter stroked his cock, massaging the slippery cuntal juices of both his sister and his
aunt into its hot skin. He smiled to himself, thinking about how he'd been afraid of
being bored to death by coming here to Aunt Jessica's farm. Now he knew that if he
were going to die here on the farm it would be due to too much excitement, too much
fucking, too much shock. He was in for a long, hot, hard month. He wondered whether
he could survive it. He wondered what new surprises and pleasures would come his
way. Could his heart survive them? Could his cock?
He squeezed his cock hard at its base, then pulled his greased hand up to the cockhead.
The big prick throbbed, shot through with warm thrills. Pre-cum oozed from the pissslit, 
causing both Peony and Aunt Jessica, on their hands and knees on the straw, to
beg for a taste of his cum like two hungry bitch dogs. He wiped the sticky slick lube off
his cocktip with the tip of his finger, then wiped part of it across Peony's upper lip and
part of it across Aunt Jessica's. The two naked females smacked their lips and muttered
to themselves as they licked off and swallowed his sex-lube.
Over in the corner of the hay loft, secured by a heavy chain-leash, Aunt Jessica's huge
Great Dane, larger than Peter himself, whined and fought his chain.
"Jesus Christ!" Peter yelled at the dog. "Calm down!" The dog was getting on his
nerves.
"He's not going to calm down until he gets what he wants," Aunt Jessica said. "Would
you, if you were him?"
"Maybe, maybe not," Peter said.
"Let's let him loose," Peony said, her voice giddy. "Oooh, his prick looks so hot!"
"He also looks like he'll eat you alive," Peter said to her.
"He might eat us all alive if we don't let him loose soon," Aunt Jessica said. "I don't
think I've ever seen him this horny."
The huge dog shoved his rectangular snout up in the air and howled as if in agony.
"He smells us," Peony said, dancing on her hands and knees as if she had a nest of ants
in her ass. "It's like we're in heat."
"You are in heat, you little whore," Peter said, and Peony giggled, her entire body
flushed.
The dog howled again.
"Shut up, you sex maniac!" Peter shouted.
Jessica laughed, climbing to her feet. "Look who's talking! You spend all last night
fucking your little sister. You spend half the afternoon fucking me. You've just finished
greasing your prick in both our cunts. And now you're worried that Ranger might cut
in on some of your action."
"I am not!"
Jessica approached the dog, fighting him off as he tried to jump up on her. "You sure
are, little man. But, believe me, honey, there's plenty of female flesh here for both of
you horny devils. Right, Peony?"
Peony giggled, sitting back on her heels. Her huge tits swayed. "I guess so," she said
seductively.
Peter wanted to jump on her. He wanted to bite off her tits and to fuck her cunt and
her asshole and her pouting little mouth.
"You know so," Aunt Jessica said. She cuffed Ranger alongside his head to get him to
calm down enough so she could unhook his chain. Then she restrained him by his
collar as he tried first to get away from her and then to shove his snout up her pussy.
"Damn it, stud, calm down!" She cuffed him again.
The dog whimpered for a split second, then appeared to completely forget that he'd
been cuffed a moment ago. He reared up, wrapping his forelegs around Jessica's neck
and humping at her naked hip. Jessica screamed and crashed into the straw. The dog
fell with her, crushing down on top of her and rutting at her naked body.
"Pull him off me!" Aunt Jessica yelled, half laughing, half growling.
Peter caught the dog by the collar and yanked hard, afraid he would strangle the
panting hound before he got the dog off her. At last he got the struggling dog off the
woman and he held Ranger while Aunt Jessica got up and took charge of the dog again
herself.
"What are we doing here?" Peter said between pants. "Having sex or wrestling a dog?"
"He's not usually this bad," Aunt Jessica said, her fingers gripped around Ranger's
collar as the panting dog fought to break free and to get at Peony. "We're gonna have a
great time, though. You just wait. Pull a couple of those hay bales out here in the open
and lay them next to each other like you're making a bed."
Peter didn't know what she had in mind, but he knew enough not to argue with her.
Arguing with Aunt Jessica was just like arguing with his mom – a futile endeavor. As
he moved the hay bales into place in the rectangle of evening sunshine that came
through the open front door of the hay loft, he couldn't help thinking that maybe Aunt
Jessica and his mother were one and the same person. He knew that they were twin
sisters, but it was as if they were one person. And then he thought about the way he'd
fucked Aunt Jessica up the shithole this afternoon – it had been like fucking his mom
up the shithole. Jesus Christ!
Peony rubbed her wet cunt as she watched her brother butt the two hay bales against
each other. She slipped her middle finger up her hot pussy-hole, feeling her pussy suck
at it, feeling itchy sensations corkscrew through her swollen cuntal walls. She could
hardly wait a second longer. If she didn't get a cock inside her cunt soon, she was going
to end up coming with her finger up her cunt. How long could a young girl wait,
anyway?
Peter had fucked Aunt Jessica, but neither he nor Aunt Jessica had come, and then
Peter had shoved his huge cock, still hot and slippery from being inside Aunt Jessica's
cunt, up his sister's cunt. He'd fucked her doggie-style for about a half minute, and
then, just as she'd been about to come, he had yanked his cock out of her pussy. Aunt
Jessica had told him to do it. She had better things in mind, she had said. She'd told
them both to hold off coming so they could have super orgasms later. Well, Peony was
all for super orgasms. But when? How long could a girl wait?
She eyed Peters enormous cock, watched it wag and throb as he worked. She saw
Ranger's wiener-like red cock jerking and dripping under his quivering loins. She
wanted desperately to suck those cocks, or to feel them fuck her. Aunt Jessica, her
knuckles white as she gripped Ranger's chain collar with both hands, staggered from
time to time as she tried to restrain the big dog.
Peony watched her aunt's huge tits wobble. She saw the shiny smear of sex-lube on
Aunt Jessica's hip from when Ranger had rutted at her a few minutes ago, and her
mouth watered. Scampering on her hands and knees across the straw, she got to Aunt
Jessica and managed to lick a good deal of the tangy canine pre-cum off her aunt's hip
before Ranger lunged at her.
"Crazy girl!" Aunt Jessica grunted, straining to hold back the dog as Peony got out of
the way. "You're as bad as this horny mutt!"
"Is this all right?" Peter asked, patting the hay bales as if patting a mattress.
"Perfect," Aunt Jessica said. "Now, lie on your back on the bales and let Peony sit on
your cock. Peony, go fuck your brother."
Peony almost came at the sound of her aunt's words. As Peter lay across the hay bales,
his legs hanging off them and his big feet planted on the floor, Peony scampered giddily
to him and pounced on him, lying on him and writhing against him, their mouths
joining and her tongue sliding between his hot lips.
"Time for making out later," Aunt Jessica said. "I can't hold this mad dog much longer.
Sit on your brother, girl. Straddle his hips and sink down on his cock. And try not to
come. Breathe deeply and try to control yourself."
Peony reluctantly raised her sweaty body from her brother's, shrieking as her nipples
unpeeled from his chest. Then she straddled him at his hips, lifted up high so she could
bend his endlessly long cock up and could get her swollen cuntlips around his huge
cockhead. She moaned with agonized pleasure as she sank down on his cock,
swallowing all ten inches of his fucker into her body until her ass bounced against his
spongy balls.
"Awww!" her brother groaned, his blond head tossing and his eyes rolling. "Shit!" His
cock flexed inside her, quivering like a hot vibrator.
"Now lie on him again," Aunt Jessica said, "but don't let his cock slip out of you."
Fat chance of that happening, Peony thought as she sprawled out once more atop her
muscular brother. Her tits squashed against his chest. She felt his hot abdomen ripple
under her belly. His cock remained inside her pussy, throbbing in time to the throbbing
of her cunt. Their mouths joined again. She sucked on her brother's fat wet tongue,
then slid her own tongue into his mouth until she was licking at his tonsils.
"Okay," Aunt Jessica said, "hold on. I'm going to release this wild hound."
Before Peony had time to realize fully what Aunt Jessica had said, Ranger was on top of
her, his huge warm paws hugging her waist, his claws sinking into her tender skin, his
red dog-prick jabbing at her bottom and sliding like a slippery snake between her
asscheeks. Peony gasped, feeling the dog's furry belly against her ass, feeling his warm
dog-drool dripping all over her back like hot rain.
"Goddamn!" Peter swore. "Keep his stiff prod away from my nuts! Christ!"
"Sorry," Aunt Jessica said, dropping down beside her dog and reaching her hand in so
she could protect Peter's balls from the wild thrusts of the dog's cock.
A second later the dog's pointed prick lodged in Peony's asshole. The red-hot cock
slipped all the way up her shithole like a greased finger. Peony hardly had time to get
used to the feel of the stiff dog cock inside her ass before the frantic dog was pistoning
his cock rapidly. Peony's asshole sizzled.
"Ooooh, Ranger, fuck meee!" she sighed. "Oh, yesss!"
"What about me?" Peter said, flexing his cock inside her pussy and jerking his loins up
and down. "Come on, Peony, move that itchy little ass!"
"Fuck your brother," Aunt Jessica said. "Make him cum before Ranger comes!"
Peony glanced over her shoulder to see Aunt Jessica on her hands and knees behind the
big dog, her tongue hanging out and dripping as she nuzzled up under the dog's tail so
she could lick his balls and his asshole. Had Peony not been lying under the rutting
attack of the dog, she never would have believed what she was seeing behind herself –
Aunt Jessica sucking a dog's balls and ass. Turning her face back so she could lick her
brother's lips and cheeks and nose, Peony rotated and jerked her ass, fucking her cunt
up and down on Peter's cock while she screwed her asshole in tight circles around
Ranger's pistoning dig-prick.
The young girl's hot toes clawed at the straw on the floor. Her loins felt as if they had
turned to pure flame. Her pussy was stuffed to bursting with Peter's hot cock, her ass
being shocked repeatedly and relentlessly by Ranger's dog-prick. Her nipples turned
hard as tiny cocks, and she ground them into Peter's chest muscles.
Her brother squirmed under her. "Baby, you're so tight! Baby, you're so hot! Oh, man,
I could fuck you forever!"
The boy's loins bucked up and down, fucking his prick inside her cunt almost as fast as
Ranger was fucking his prick inside her asshole. Peter had his arms around her, and he
was clawing at her back with his thick, strong fingers.
"Oh, yeah!" he sighed. "Woww!"
Ranger's paws tightened along the sides of Peony's waist. He was fucking her so deeply
that she could feel his hairy cock sheath butting against her ass-ring as he fucked his
slimy dog-cock into her ass again and again. He whimpered as he fucked her asshole,
dripping dog-drool on her back continuously, panting as fast as his cock was pistoning.
His claws gouged her tender flanks, but the pain only increased her excitement. She
could feel her pussy on the edge of exploding. Her orgasm seemed to be beginning, and
yet holding off at the same time. The sensations made her whine like the bitch in heat
that she was, and as she whined, the big hound behind her whined with her.
"Shoot it, you big hairy beast!" Aunt Jessica urged. "Come on, baby, blast the jism out
of those big hairy balls of yours. Mmmmm, big tasty dog-balls!"
"Oh, shoot it!" Peony gasped. "Quick, I'm gonna come! Come on, you two big studs,
do it to me!"
Peter threw his head from side to side, his eyes rolling deliriously. "I don't believe this,"
he muttered. "No, I don't believe this. Oh, man, oh, wowww!" His fingernails sank into
Peony's back as savagely as Ranger's claws were sinking into her flanks. His cock
swelled inside her pussy, became as dense as lead, shivered from cockhead to base.
"Awwww!" His jism spurted into her cunt like streams of liquid fire.
Peony shrieked, her body jerking in response to the explosions of her brother's cum
inside her pussy. Her orgasm surged up in her cunt, causing it to contract spastically
around her brother's swelling and cum-spurting cock. At the same time, her asshole
squeezed the dog's slithering cock so tightly that the beast howled.
"He's goonna shoot!" Aunt Jessica said. "Come on, stud, fill up that hot little shithole
with your jizz. Come on, big boy, give it to her!"
Dog-cum squirted up Peony's asshole. She felt the slippery dog-cock swell and flex and
wriggle inside her ass. The sensation of the dog-cock spasming inside her asshole
almost drove her out of her mind. She squealed with complete abandon. Out here on
the farm, who was there to hear her?
"Eeeeeeeeeh! Ooooooooh! Fuck meeeee! Oh, yes!"
Peony felt her tits swelling against her brother's hard chest. Her nipples twitched and
quivered, gripped with the same intense sensations as was her clit, as were her cunt and
her asshole, as were her fingers and her toes. Her orgasm was overwhelming, seeming
to go on and on and on. Her brother's enormous cock and the Great Dane's slippery
dog-prick shot off inside her simultaneously, flooded her fuck-holes with jism until the
warm stuff ran out of her in sticky trickles. She didn't care if she died this way. It felt so
good!
Jessica shimmied her juice-slick legs together, wanting desperately to come, and yet
anxious to hold off her orgasm for as long as possible. She licked so deeply into
Ranger's hot shithole that the roots of her tongue ached. The dog's tight asshole
contracted with each explosion of his cum into Peony's asshole. As Jessica licked out
the dog's spasming ass, she squeezed rhythmically at his hairy balls, helping him to
pump every last drop of his hot jism into her grunting little niece. Jessica had never
seen a young girl like Peony this excited.
It must be in her genes, Jessica thought. Peony inherited her sexual mania from Sandra
– and from Jessica, since Jessica and Sandra shared the same genetic blueprint – just as
Peter inherited his horniness and his enormous cock from Buck. Peony and Peter were
the living results of the mating of two sex maniacs. Peter and Peony were no less
sexually excitable and insatiable than were their precocious parents. Brother and sister
perhaps even surpassed their parents.
Ranger dismounted Peony's ass and Jessica got under the big dog before he could get
away and got hold of his red cock with her lips. The taste of dog-jism and Peony's
asshole on the dog-prick caused her to become so excited that for a moment she had to
struggle with the nearly overwhelming urge to bite off the dog-cock and to swallow it.
She controlled herself, however, and she soon had Ranger whimpering from the intense
suck-job she was giving his sensitive dog-cock. She sucked off every drop of dog-jism
and asshole juice before releasing Ranger's cock and letting him stagger away to
recover. She stopped sucking the dog's cock just in time to catch Peony about to climb
off her brother.
"Wait, baby," Jessica gasped, slithering through the straw to force Peony's ass back
down before Peter's beautiful cock slipped out of the girl's pink cunt. "Wait just a
minute. Relax, baby, relax. You and your brother just melt into each other while I enjoy
your beautiful hot bodies."
With a moaning sigh, Peony settled back down on her brother, and brother and sister
began to kiss noisily as Jessica plunged her face between Peony's asscheeks and fastened
her lips to the little girl's cum-leaking ass-pucker.
"Mmmmm, delicious!" Jessica mumbled, tasting more dog-cum and asshole juice.
She sucked, receiving trickles of warm dog-jism into her mouth. She plunged her
tongue into her niece's receptive asshole and licked deeply, cleaning the young girl's
shithole of dog-cum. When she'd sucked as much cum out of the girl's ass as she
thought she could, she moved down to suck at the base of her nephew's cunt-buried
cock. His thick, warm jism was oozing out around the base of his cock. Peony's downy
pubescent cuntlips were stretched to near tearing around the boy's cock, and Jessica
licked with an insatiable hunger, tasting cum and cunt juice. She sucked and nipped at
the stretched and tender pussy-lips of her cooing niece, delighting in the feel of the soft
young cunt flesh against her tongue. The boy's cummy balls came next.
Peter moaned, his balls shifting in their pink sac as Jessica lapped at them, cleaning
them of the whitish jism that had bubbled out of Peony's overflowing cunt. She nuzzled
down under the boy's balls and sucked the sweat and jism off his crotch. Then she was
licking at his smooth balls again, causing him to squirm and gasp.
"Okay, sexy girl, slide your horny pussy off that big cock."
Jessica slapped Peony's ass playfully, watching with delight as Peony rose up, revealing
more and more hard cock as it slid out of her young body. The boy's cock seemed
endless. Jessica thought the cock would never fully uncork from Peony's cunt. But it
did, and Jessica caught it before it slapped down against the boy's abdomen.
"Now, stay like that," she said to Peony. "Stay on your hands and knees over your
brother. I'm not through with you yet."
Jessica began to lick the jism and cunt juice off the boy's enormous cock. It was like
trying to clean an arm, there was so much of it. The tart taste of pussy juice and the
sweet, alkaline taste of cum filled her mouth. The scent of young cunt and sweaty
young cock filled her head. She lapped up and down the boy's huge cock, moaning at
the feel of its hardness against her sensitive tongue. Suddenly, Peony began to moan.
Glancing between the girl's legs, Jessica saw Peter sucking on his sister's nipple. He had
her huge dangling tits in his hot hands and he was pressing them together so he could
lick and suck both her nipples at the same time. His cock was jumping all over in
Jessica's hands.
Jessica forced her mouth open as widely as she could and swallowed the first six inches
of the youth's ten-inch cock. She tried to let the blunt cocktip slip down her throat, but
the cockhead was too big. Her mouth salivated around the big cock and she began to
bob her head, using her tongue to tease the backside of the pulsating cockhead. Peter
squirmed, bringing his hot feet up and stroking his quivering toes up and down her
back and sides as she sucked his prick.
"Mmmmm, Aunt Jessica, suck that big thing off," the boy muttered between sucks at
his sister's tits. "Yeah, you suck real good! Oooh, yeah!" He humped, fucking his cock
in and out of her sucking mouth.
Jism and cunt juice were dribbling out of Peony's contracting pussy as Peter sucked on
her tits. The young girl, unable to clamp her legs together due to her hands-and-knees
straddled position over her brother, wriggled with frustration, the cunt juices running
down her inner thighs. Jessica could see the girl's pussy contracting, opening and
closing like a fist as Peter chewed on her sensitive tits.
Jessica increased the speed of her head-bobbing and the pressure of her lips and cheeks
around the boy's cock. She churned her tongue at the sensitive area on the underside of
the boy's prick, just below the cockhead. The boy went crazy, jerking his tight young
loins, muttering deliriously, devouring his sister's tits. Vibrations shot through his cock.
"I'm gonna come!" he grunted. "Oh, wowww!"
His hot jism exploded down Jessica's throat. She cupped his balls in her free hand,
feeling them swell and contract again and again. She choked once due to the force of
the boy's spurts, but she was still able to swallow every drop of his sweet jism.
Peony drove her dripping cunt against Jessica's forehead, dribbling cunt juice and jism
down Jessica's nose. "Lick me, lick me!" the young girl babbled. "Quick! Oh, God!"
Jessica sucked Peter's quivering cock until she was sure she had sucked every drop of
jism out of his balls. Then she milked his cock a few times with her hand, squeezing
out the thick jism that remained in the piss-tube and smacking her lips as she
swallowed the luscious boy-cum. At last, satisfied that she hadn't wasted even a drop of
cum, she let the boy's heavy cock slap down against his abdomen and she shoved her
face into her niece's seething young crotch. Peony squealed as Jessica wriggled her
tongue up her cunt.
"Eat me, Aunt Jessica! Oh, eat me!" The girl wiggled her ass, fucking her cunt on
Jessica's pistoning tongue.
Jessica, on her hands and knees, sucking the jism out of her niece's cunt while she
licked the girl off, suddenly gasped when she felt a hot dripping tongue swiping up and
down her throbbing cunt and up and down the full length of her asscrack. Ranger was
licking out her asshole and cunt with his huge tongue, and Jessica became all goose
bumps and hot flashes. Nobody licked cunt and ass as did the Great Dane. Her ass
rotated spontaneously, responding to the dog's hungry lapping. All the sexual tension
that had been building up during this fuck session rose to a head.
"Suck my tits!" Peony moaned. "Oooh, lick my cunt!"
Jessica forced her tongue all the way into Peony's cunt, twisting it, wriggling it. At the
same time, she grated at Peony's pussy-slabs with her teeth, sucked at them with her
lips. She tried to suck the young girl's pussy inside out.
"I'm gonna come!" Peony gasped. "Eeeeh!"
Ranger's sharp teeth jabbed and sliced at Jessica's swollen cunt-slabs. The dog's hot
tongue licked furiously up and down the length of her cunt and her asscrack. Jessica
dug her fingers into the hay and her toes into the straw, flashes of light exploding in
her head, flashes of ecstasy surging through her entire body. She moaned her pleasure
into her niece's spasming cunt, sucking the delicious pussy juice out of the young girl
while the Great Dane lapped up the juices dribbling out of her own hot drooling cunt.
A few minutes later, as the three naked humans lay panting and exhausted in the straw
on the floor of the hay loft, Ranger settled down next to them, yawned, and fell
immediately asleep.


THE END
