PB-342 Mom's Donkey Show
by Frank Brown


Chapter 1

Connie was sobering up fast despite all the tequila she'd guzzled this 
evening. She sensed danger in the tent, felt the animal tension. She 
realized she was the only woman in here and all eyes were on her. She 
dug her fingernails into Matt's arm.

"Matt, take me out of here," she said under her breath, her words 
sluggish from the tequila.

"Don't be silly," Matt said, nowhere near as drunk as Connie although 
he'd put down a lot more liquor. "The show's about to start. Every vet 
oughta see something like this."

A hand started rubbing Connie's ass and she spun around. "Hands off, 
buster!"

The young Mexican showed his teeth in a dirty leer and tipped a green 
bottle to his lips. His companions, a half dozen shirtless Mexican 
youths, laughed at her. She turned away from them, searching the crowd 
for Billy, desperate to grab him and drag him out of here with her. To 
hell with Matt! He could stay if he wanted to be stubborn. She and 
Billy would find their way back to the hotel alone, even if they had to 
run all the way.

Connie scanned the crowd frantically, the haze of cigar smoke stinging 
her eyes and making her cough. Where had the little devil run off to? 
She spotted him at last, his blond head shining among all the dark 
heads. He was standing right at the front, at the edge of the circle 
formed by the crowd. He'd stripped off his shirt and looked lily-white 
compared to all the dark skin around him, and suddenly Connie feared 
for her son as much as for herself. She tried forcing her way through 
the crowd.

Matt grabbed her. "For god sake! Where are you going?"

"I'm getting out of here. I'm gonna' get Billy, and we're getting out 
of here. Let me go!"

Matt had her by the waist and pulled her against him. She wasn't sure, 
but she thought she felt something very hard against her ass for a 
moment. Matt turned her toward him. The Mexican youths were laughing.

"Calm down," Matt said. "It's too late to leave. The show's gonna start 
any second."

"Matt, I said I'm ..."

A cheer went up from the crowd, stunning Connie into silence. Matt 
turned her back toward the clearing at the center of the tent. A fat 
Mexican, smoking a cigar, his shirt open and his belly bulging out, led 
a huge mongrel stud into the ring. The dog looked like a cross between 
a Great Dane, an Irish setter, a German shepherd, and a Doberman. The 
dog growled, glaring at the crowd, and the Mexican cuffed it alongside 
the head.

Connie was entranced. What were they going to do with the dog? When 
Matt had suggested at the nightclub that there was a unique animal act 
in Tijuana that a veterinarian like herself simply had to see, Connie 
had been so giddy on tequila that she'd gone along gladly. Little had 
she known that Matt was going to drag her and Billy through dark 
streets and back alleys to a dilapidated tent that smelled like a 
combination barn and outdoor toilet. The tent was crammed with sweaty 
males, many of them very drunk. They looked at her as if she were a new 
zoo specimen and she'd begun sobering up immediately.

The cheering soared, punctuated with whistles and catcalls, most of 
them in Spanish. Connie couldn't believe her eyes. Making its way into 
the ring now was a donkey, being led by another fat Mexican. Astride 
the donkey's back sat a completely naked young girl, her tits well-
developed for her age, her shiny black hair trailing all the way to her 
ass. As she rode through the crowd, smiling shyly, sweaty hands reached 
out for her, stroking her legs and feet, pinching her ass. A man broke 
from the crowd and shoved his head between her legs, biting at the 
black fur of her pussymound. An attendant beat him away with a riding 
crop, and the crowd's cheering crescendoed.

Connie stood there with her mouth open, frozen where she stood. She'd 
never witnessed anything so obscene in her life. Suddenly she 
remembered Billy and she panicked. She had to get him out of here. 
There was no telling what would happen next, no telling what kind of 
filthy show Matt had dragged them to. This was nothing for a young boy 
to see. She tried, but she couldn't move.

The girl unsteadily rose to her feet on the back of the donkey, her 
tits jiggling slightly, her black little cuntbush glimmering in the 
light of the bare overhead lightbulbs. Her toes curled against the 
donkey's back as she balanced. She squatted slightly, at the same time 
pulling apart her pussylips with her fingers. Her pink cuntmeat 
gleamed, dripping with juice as she flashed it at the crowd of men. The 
men cheered.

Connie was stunned, completely fascinated. She gazed at the scene, her 
heart slamming. She couldn't believe what she was seeing.

The young, dark-skinned girl turned, showing her spread cunt to all the 
men in the crowd. As she displayed herself, juice began to trickle from 
her cunt and leak down the insides of her thighs. She bent forward then 
and tugged apart her smooth little asscheeks, showing the men her 
moist, pink, twitching asspucker. The youth who had felt her ass 
stepped up along side Connie, gazing at the girl's ass and muttering in 
Spanish, the muscles of his naked shoulder rippling as his arm moved.

Connie glanced down, her heart momentarily lodging in her throat. What 
she saw now was even more unbelievable than the naked girl on the 
donkey. The boy had his cock out and was slowly fisting it, working the 
foreskin off and on his shiny purple knob. Fucklube bubbled from his 
huge hard-on, running over his knuckles, dripping on the dirt floor of 
the tent. Connie started to shake. She felt a tightening in her crotch, 
in her loins. She looked away quickly, back toward the center of the 
tent.

The lithe young girl slid off the donkey. She was a dark, slim young 
girl with flawless skin, shiny raisin eyes, and upturned nipples at the 
ends of her large yet firm tits. The mongrel stud started to struggle 
as the girl approached it. She let the huge dog, which stood on all 
fours nearly as tall as the girl herself, sniff at her pussy, then at 
her ass. The dog's cock flexed, completely escaped from its hairy 
sheath like a long red snake. The sizzling dog prick, with its arrow-
shaped head, squirmed and wiggled as the girl wiped some of her cunt 
juice on the dog's wet snout. The dog struggled so hard to break loose 
that two men had to restrain it.

The young girl slid under the dog, wiggling her ass in the dirt as she 
began to sniff the dog's prick. Connie watched in speechless shock, her 
head buzzing. It was as if she were surrounded by animals. She chewed 
her lips as she watched, aghast, as the young girl began to lick the 
hound's rampant prick.

Now it took three Mexicans to hold the dog. He put his snout in the air 
and howled as the girl swallowed his dogcock to the sheath and began to 
munch on it. As she bobbed her head, her tight lips sliding up and down 
on the dog's cock, her black hair swept the ground behind her ass. She 
gripped the dog's balls in her hand, squeezing them, massaging them. 
Her other hand moved up between the dog's legs and her middle finger 
wiggled under the dog's quivering, uplifted tail, the tip of it probing 
the hound's asshole. She twisted her small hand and deftly screwed her 
finger up the hound's asshole to the hilt. Suddenly she began choking.

The dog's cock slipped out of her mouth, shooting long strands of milky 
cum all over her face. She pumped her finger in the dog's asshole, 
squeezed his contracting nuts, and lapped at his flexing, spurting 
prick. The hound howled, humping frantically' squirting his cum all 
over the girl's cheeks, onto her tits, into her open mouth. She sucked 
up his cock again and sucked it until the dog stopped humping. Then she 
spit his cock out, swallowing his cum.

She slid out from underneath him and stood, smiling at the crowd as she 
wiped the dogcum off her body and face with her hands, then licked her 
hands clean. What she didn't clean off, she rubbed into her young skin 
like lotion.

Connie felt a hand on her lower back and she was about to twist away 
when she realized it was Matt's hand. She pressed her back against his 
hand, glad for the support. Her legs were shaking so that she feared 
they'd fold under her. Matt's thick fingers slid a few inches down into 
her jeans and the contact was comforting.

The Mexican girl crawled under the donkey now, dropping to her knees, 
reaching out to gather up the beast's dangling cock. As she massaged 
the naked donkeycock from one end to the other, it swelled and 
stiffened. The donkey began to snort as the girl rubbed herself all 
over his arm-like cock, stroking it with her belly and tits, hugging 
it, kissing and licking it as if it were her teddy bear.

Fucklube ran like thick syrup from the donkey's prong, trickling down 
the girl's brown stomach. She sat on her heels, her black hair brushing 
her beautiful round asscheeks, and she lifted the donkey's dripping 
cock to her mouth. As she licked the beast's throbbing cock knob, he 
brayed. She shoved her tongue into the open pisshole, fucking it.

Men helped steady the donkey as the girl blew him. The beast stirred 
restlessly, dancing on all four hooves. The girl ran her nimble fingers 
all over his cock as if she were playing a gigantic flute. She opened 
her mouth wide, allowing the entire head of the donkey's cock to fill 
it. Then she sucked, reaching her right arm out long, tickling his 
balls, which she could hardly reach, with her fingertips. The donkey's 
flanks quivered. Men shouted at him, holding him as he tried to rear 
up.

Connie knew this must be a dream. How could anything so perverted 
happen in real life? She realized that Matt's fingers had slid down 
farther, that he'd pushed them under her panties and was feeling her 
naked ass. His finger slid up and down between her ass cheeks, greased 
by the moisture there. She would have resisted him, but she was too 
stunned and too weak to fight. Besides, Matt's hand steadying her was 
all that was keeping her from falling over.

The donkey brayed wildly, trying to hump as the young girl sucked and 
jacked him off. The girl's hands became a blur around his cock. 
Suddenly her cheeks ballooned and she was choking. The donkey danced, 
humping, braying as he fucked his hot cum down the girl's throat. Cum 
poured from the girl's mouth, running down her brown skin like gray 
slime. She managed at last to uncork the throbbing cock knob from her 
mouth and gasped for breath as the huge fucker flexed in her hands, 
spurting hot fuckslime all over her.

It was like a fat hose spurting a milky glue. The girl grinned, letting 
the braying beast squirt all over her face and tits and belly. Gobs of 
donkey jism hung from her stiff nipples like frosting. When the donkey 
had stopped shooting, she milked his cock, sucking on the end of his 
knob and slurping down the thick cum as it bubbled out. Then she 
cleaned herself, licking off her fingers and smiling at the crowd of 
grunting men.

Connie felt drugged now, completely helpless. Her mind wouldn't 
function except in slow motion. The grunting of the men around her, 
most of whom were pounding their pricks raw, filled her head, along 
with the smell of hot, steaming cock. Matt was unsnapping her jeans so 
he could shove his other hand down into her panties. His hot fingers 
rubbed and pinched her swollen cunt and she found herself panting, 
moaning, getting dizzier and hotter by the moment.

The young Mexican girl bent over, bracing her elbows on her knees, 
showing the hound her ass. Her long hair hung along her cheeks now, the 
tips of it tickling the ground in front of her toes. The men released 
the dog and it lunged at her, shoving its snout between her legs, 
sniffing her crotch madly, licking her dripping fuckmeat. His snout 
twisted between her asscheeks, its wet, black nostrils rubbing her 
asspucker.

His pink tongue lapped up and down her asscrack and she wiggled her 
naked ass, gibbering in Spanish. The dog rose up on its hind legs, 
gripping her waist with his huge paws as he mounted her. His long red 
prick knifed at her open pussy, finding the cunthole in seconds. As his 
long cock sank into the girl's body, she shivered all over.

At that moment, Matt wiggled a thick finger up into Connie's cunt and 
she shivered all over too, the hot fuckjuices running out of her and 
into Matt's hand. She moaned out loud and she heard Matt grunt.

The mongrel hound sank his claws into the girl's brown skin. His tongue 
flapped as he panted, his dog-spit dribbling on the girl's lower back. 
He humped so fast that Connie could hardly see his prick. Only 
occasionally, when he pulled it nearly out of the girl, did Connie 
catch glimpses of the shiny, red, wormlike dogprick.

The young girl wiggled her ass, fucking her cunt on the dog's pistoning 
cock, churning her hot little ass against his hairy loins. As she 
fucked, the cuntcream ran out of her, sliding down the insides of her 
legs like a thick, clear glue. She tossed her head from side to side, 
muttering in Spanish. Her brown toes curled, digging into the dirt.

The crowd seemed to pulsate, grunts and groans and swearing poured from 
the men as they swayed dizzily on their feet, beating their lube-
running cocks. Their eyes raped the young girl as they watched her 
squirm under the humping hound.

"Fuck her, give it to her, screw the shit outa her!" came the voices of 
the English-speaking men.

And words uttered in the same lustful tones came in Spanish from the 
mouths of the Mexicans. The hound responded by growling, clawing, 
ramming harder and faster. His furry loins hammered, his prick a blur 
as it pistoned.

Matt's finger pistoned in Connie's cunt, and Connie saw stars, her hot 
cunt squirming, the walls of her cunthole quivering and sucking. It had 
been so long since anything except her own fingers had been up her cunt 
that she'd almost forgotten how good it felt. She crossed her legs and 
squeezed them together, going out of her mind with the hot itchy 
feelings.

The hound started howling, his head thrown back, his snout up high. His 
flanks shivered. He suddenly dropped his head forward and rounded his 
back. He growled, his dangling tongue slobbering spit all over the 
girl's brown neck. His loins jerked powerfully and the girl's body 
jerked as if electricity were being shot up her cunt.

"Mmmmm!" she moaned, her head snapping back, her eyes rolling. "Unh, 
uhhhhh!" Her body shuddered, her toes clawing at the ground.

Two men stepped forward and forcibly uncoupled the dog from the girl. 
As his prick slipped out of her, he howled loudly and his jism squirted 
in sticky strands all over the girl's brown ass and back. The spasming 
girl cried out as if in pain and shoved her hand between her legs, 
clawing at her sizzling cunt as the dog continued to shoot all over her 
ass.

The dog's red cock looked like a beet-red, flexing candycane, and it 
shivered violently with each spurt. Before he was done shooting, the 
men allowed the dog to remount the girl and shove his spurting prick 
back inside her. Both the dog and the girl groaned in ecstasy.

Connie's eyes rolled back. She shook all over. She swayed dizzily and 
fell against Matt as the spasms exploded in her own cunt. She clung to 
Matt, grunting, humping, her fuck juices gushing into his hand as he 
finger fucked her to maddening ecstasy. As she writhed, completely 
helpless, her hand was taken and wrapped around a hot slippery rod of 
cockmeat.

Thrills shot up and down her arm as she massaged the squirming slab of 
fuckmeat. After only a few strokes, the cock exploded, spurting hot 
cockcream into her hand. She rubbed the jism on the pulsating prickhead 
and heard moans of pained pleasure. When she eventually opened her 
eyes, starting to recover, she found the Mexican youth leering at her, 
her hand full of his cock and cum.



Chapter 2


A cheer went up and Connie jerked her head, looking toward the center 
of the ring. She straightened herself, pushing away from Matt and 
pulling her cum-dripping hand off the Mexican youth's cock. At first 
she stared in shock, then she started to scream. Matt clapped his hand 
over her mouth, holding her from behind and telling her to calm down. 
She chewed his fingers, her chest heaving.

That was her son up there! That was Billy!

Billy appeared to have lost his mind. He'd stumbled to the middle of 
the circle, his jeans around his ankles, his white young body looking 
more naked than naked, his cock jutting from his loins like a club. As 
the hound was dragged off the girl, Billy took the dog's place, 
gripping the Mexican girl at the waist just as the hound had, sliding 
his adolescent prick into her young cunt and fucking her frantically.

The crowd screamed as if cheering on a matador. One of the Mexican 
attendants moved toward Billy.

Connie screamed into Matt's palm as the riding crop licked across 
Billy's white back, leaving a thin red welt.

Billy winced but continued to hump, fucking his big teenaged cock in 
the young girl's jism-greased pussyhole. His skinny ass dimpled with 
each fuck-thrust. His fingers sank deeper into the girl's skin and his 
tongue hung out, dripping.

The Mexican switched him again with the crop, then again.

Billy chewed his lips, trying to ignore the whip. The muscles of his 
skinny body rippled as he fucked the girl's beautiful brown ass. His 
back, beaded with sweat, was crisscrossed with welts and he was 
trembling all over. As the crop stung his skin again, he hunched over 
the girl and chewed on her shoulder. His ass jerked and he moaned 
loudly, his half-changed voice cracking and going from low-pitched to 
boyishly high-pitched. The Mexican flung down his riding crop, grabbed 
Billy by his blond hair, and yanked.

Billy's head snapped back, his back arching, his spasming cock popping 
out of the girl's pussyhole. The Mexican held him, gasping, as the 
crowd cheered and Billy's jism spurted onto the girl's ass. His young 
prick flexed just as wildly as the dogprick had, spurting just as far. 
His jism was whiter, however, glistening on the girl's brown skin.

When Billy had finished spurting, the fat Mexican placed his boot 
squarely on Billy's ass and launched him into the crowd, which cheered 
and laughed, welcoming him back.

Connie whimpered, shaking all over, her mouth clamped shut by Matt's 
fingers. Suddenly Matt's hard, naked cock was sliding against her ass. 
He'd forced her jeans down enough to bare her ass and now he was 
humping against it. He pushed his cock down farther, slipping it 
between her legs, fucking her between her thighs. As his long 
prickshaft slid along her greased crotch, she weakened in his arms, 
dizzy, helpless. He unclapped his hand from her mouth and she moaned 
softly, delirious with desire. She hadn't felt a hard cock between her 
legs in months, so many months, not since she'd divorced Sam.

In the ring, four Mexicans had hold of the naked girl, two of them 
puffing on cigars as they lifted her. The four men, two on each side of 
the donkey, held the girl by the torso and legs as they lifted her 
against the underside of the beast. The girl reached up, her small 
brown fingers clutching at the donkey's ribs as she pulled her tits up 
against his furry abdomen. The men holding her legs forced them wide 
apart and the girl pointed her brown toes like a gymnast. A fifth man, 
squatting between the donkey's hind legs, lifted the beast's baseball 
bat cock, wiping the dripping tip of it against the girl's jism-
dripping pussy.

Connie squirmed in Matt's arms as he slipped his hard hot prick back 
and forth between her thighs. She couldn't take her eyes off the scene 
in the ring. The donkey's cock was as long and thick as one of the 
girl's arms. The girl squirmed, rubbing her cunt against the animal's 
prickhead. Her brown toes wriggled excitedly. Connie realized that the 
jizz leaking from the girl's pussyhole was the combined jism of the 
mongrel stud and of her own son. This was unreal!

The donkey's flanks quivered. He brayed, thrusting. The girl whined 
loudly as the beast's huge cockhead stuffed her pussy. The crowd 
cheered. The donkey humped, ramming at least eight more inches of his 
cock into the girl's teenaged pussy. The girl squirmed madly, her eyes 
wobbling. The men spread her legs even farther as the donkey plunged a 
third of his gigantic prick in and out of her cunt.

"Yeahhh!" Matt growled. "Fuck her! Ream her out, yeahhh!" He was 
humping at Connie's ass, shimmying his hard prick between her clenched 
thighs.

Connie couldn't stop trembling. She was sickened by this whole scene, 
sickened by Matt too, but she stared straight ahead, watching every 
thrust of the braying donkey, watching the young girl writhe as she was 
fucked on the donkey's cock. Matt chewed on the back of Connie's neck 
and she shivered with goose bumps. As his cock filled her cuntslit, her 
throbbing pussy drooled hot fuckslime all over it.

The young Mexican girl clawed at the donkey's flanks, her lithe little 
body writhing like an eel, her toes clutching repeatedly at the balls 
of her feet. As the huge donkeyprick reamed out her cunt, she shrieked, 
gibbering in Spanish, her eyes rolled back into her skull.

The crowd went crazy. The scent of jism rose in the air as more and 
more men shot their loads. One of the men holding the girl's legs 
hauled out his prick and pounded it fiercely, popping his cockhead in 
and out of his fore skin. Suddenly he started licking the girl's foot 
and sucking on her wriggling toes. He shot off in seconds, spurting his 
white cum into the dirt.

The donkey hee-hawed as if he'd lost his mind, apparently incensed not 
only with his fucking but by the mania of the crowd. The beast twisted 
his head, shook it, braying incessantly as he humped, ramming his huge 
cockpole up the pussy of the shrieking young girl. In and out, in and 
out, slid his gleaming cock. In and out, in and out, in and out.

Matt crushed Connie in his arms, his fuck thrusts matching those of the 
donkey, his big cock burning between her thighs. Connie's cunt sizzled 
as Matt's prickrod rubbed against it. Her clit protruded from between 
her pussy-lips, filed mercilessly against Matt's sliding cock. Connie's 
pussy tightened, the fuck-itch driving her crazy. She rubbed her bare 
ass madly against Matt's loins.

"Eeeeeeeeh!" the Mexican girl wailed, her body convulsing, shuddering 
as if she were being electrocuted. "Eeeeeeeeeeh!" Her toes clawed at 
the balls of her feet, her fingers raked the ribcage of the donkey. 
"Aiehhhh!"

Humping out of control, the donkey reared up, breaking free of the men 
restraining him. He balanced on his hind legs, ramming his cock in and 
out of the girl's spasming cunt. His flanks shuddered violently and he 
brayed madly, his brown eyes rolling. As his cum exploded into the 
naked girl, she jerked, grunting, gasping. Before he'd pumped half his 
load into her, his fuckslime was running out of her ravaged cunt.

"I'm coming!" Matt gasped into Connie's ear. "Catch it, oh Christ!" His 
prick swelled between her legs, contracted, pumping cum. He moaned, 
biting at Connie's neck.

Connie was delirious. She cupped her hands in front of Matt's cockhead 
and caught his hot thick cum as it spurted out. As the hot fluid gushed 
into her hands and Matt's prick flexed between her thighs, Connie's 
cunt went into spasms. She shuddered in Matt's arms, letting the hot 
feelings overwhelm her. She was still spasming when Matt stopped 
shooting, and she raised her shaking hands to her mouth, sucking and 
slurping his cum out of them. Cum dribbled down her neck, soiling her 
blouse, but she didn't care. Her lust was too great.

It was only after she'd recovered her senses that she realized that 
she'd swallowed not only Matt's cum, but that of the filthy Mexican 
youth as well.

"Let's go," Matt said. "Zip up quick and let's get out of here."

"Billy," she said. "Where's Billy?"

"We'll find him," Matt said. "But let's move it!"

They were both suddenly very sober, neither lust nor tequila clouding 
their judgment anymore. They found Billy and left in a hurry.



Chapter 3


Connie lounged in her hotel room, staring blankly at Johnny Carson on 
the TV. She wore her bathrobe, with nothing underneath it, and her bare 
feet were propped up on a footstool. This was so weird, being in Mexico 
and watching Johnny Carson. It was some San Diego channel, she 
believed. She heard Johnny's voice, saw his picture, but her thoughts 
were elsewhere. She sipped ice water, trying to calm her nerves. She 
didn't dare drink anymore alcohol tonight.

They'd made it back to the hotel alive, having luckily found a taxi 
after wandering down only a few dark alleys after they'd fled the sex-
show tent. Billy hadn't said a word all the way back. He'd stared out 
the window, his face permanently flushed. He smelled of sweat, cum, and 
the Mexican's girl's pussy. Matt had tried to make silly conversation, 
but Connie had also remained silent, her embarrassment as great as her 
son's, if not more so.

Matt had wanted to come into Connie's room for a nightcap, or for her 
to come to his room, but she'd politely declined. Now the three of them 
were in their own separate rooms, Matt's down the hall, hers and 
Billy's linked by a common bathroom.

Things were turning out quite different from what Connie had expected. 
She'd come on this trip because she hadn't trusted Matt to come here 
alone with Billy. Matt was one of her wealthy clients, the owner of 
some prize animals. She'd been treating his high-priced dogs and horses 
for years. He lived on a ranch outside town, a bachelor, alone with his 
animals, which was strange because Matt was such a handsome hunk of a 
man.

Lately, especially since Connie had divorced Sam, Matt had been 
chumming around a lot with Billy. Too much to suit Connie. She had her 
suspicions, Matt being a bachelor and spending so much time with a boy 
young enough to be his son. And so when Matt had proposed the trip to 
Mexico, a flight to Tijuana for the weekend Connie had insisted she go 
along.

How wrong she'd been! Matt wouldn't keep his hands off her! It was 
obvious now that he'd been spending so much time with Billy so he could 
get closer to her. She realized now that she'd snubbed his every 
attempt to make a date with her these last several months. The divorce 
had been too upsetting. She'd shunned all men since the divorce, 
despite her increasing sexual frustration. She had good reason to 
distrust men after discovering Sam's deceit and faithlessness.

She'd married Sam while still in college, even before veterinary 
school. Billy came along within a year after the wedding, after Sam 
insisted on fucking her a minimum of twice a day. She should have 
realized even back then that Sam's fuck-lust would lead him to other 
females eventually.

Connie didn't know if Sam had been fucking around behind her back 
during the entire fifteen years of their marriage. If he had he'd done 
a damn good job of keeping it secret. All she knew was that she did 
catch him at it once, and once was enough. She'd divorced him without 
giving him a second chance and she'd never forgotten the shock of 
discovering her husband fucking another woman.

It was a sunny summer afternoon, and Connie had come home from work two 
hours earlier than usual, something she seldom managed to do. On the 
way home she'd waved at Billy, on his way to swimming practice on his 
bike. Matt's car was in the driveway, and Connie had pulled in next to 
it, quietly closing her own car door so she could surprise him. Little 
did she know the surprise she herself was in for.

Stepping in the front door, Connie almost tripped over a newspaper sack 
half-filled with papers. Now what was that doing here? She pictured 
Trixie Smith, their cute little papergirl with the pigtails who always 
wore a baseball cap and went barefoot, a regular little tomboy, about a 
year younger than Billy.

Connie searched the downstairs, but she could find neither Sam nor 
anybody else. She was about to call out, starting to feel a touch of 
uneasiness, when she heard a squealing giggle come from upstairs.

The door of her bedroom was open and noises came from the room. Connie 
stood in the dimly lit hallway and peered in, stunned speechless and 
immobile by the action taking place on her very own bed.

Trixie Smith, completely naked, lay sprawled on the pink bedspread, her 
lips stretched around Sam's erect cock. Sam had straddled the girl's 
neck and was rubbing his ass against her erect nipples. He hadn't a 
stitch on either. Clothes were strewn all around the room. The 
afternoon sunlight blazed in the window, washing over the bed. A strong 
breeze blew in the window and across the room, bringing the aroma of 
teenaged cunt to Connie's nostrils.

Connie couldn't move, couldn't scream, couldn't do anything but watch.

"Like it, baby?" Sam asked as he wiggled his big cock in the young 
girl's mouth, working it between her thinly stretched lips.

"Mmn," she cooed, munching, sucking, her dark eyes gazing up at Sam as 
if she were madly in love. As she sucked Sam's cock, she wiggled a 
finger up into her leaking cunt.

Sam pulled his prick out. He was panting, his skin flushed. The girl 
licked his cock as if it were a gigantic candycane. He lifted up and 
let her lick his balls, then his crotch. He settled his ass over her 
face and she sucked on his asshole, moaning, pumping her finger in and 
out of her sucking pink pussy.

"Christ!" Sam said, his cock throbbing upright against his abdomen and 
he slid down until he was on his belly between the paper-girl's legs. 
"Naughty girl!"

He pulled her finger out of her cunt. He sucked her dripping finger 
off, then plunged his face deeply between her thighs, stretching her 
pussy wide open with his fingers.

Trixie squirmed all over, gasping, humping. "Oh, I love that! Oooh, 
lick it! Oh, oh!"

Sam growled, slurping, sucking, driving his tongue in and out of the 
girl's inflamed pussy. As he sucked her, he humped against the bed 
spread.

Trixie arched up. Her toes curled and she grabbed Sam's head, crushing 
it between her thighs, humping at his face, squirming. She gasped 
repeatedly, her eyes turned back to white slits.

"Eeeeh, I'm coming!"

Sam at last pulled away, Trixie's fuckjuices dripping from his lips. 
"You dickens, you! That's three times already. How many times are you 
gonna come today?"

"A hundred," Trixie said with a sigh.

She kicked her legs up in the air, gripping them behind her knees and 
pulling them wide and well back. Her pink cunt pulsated, clear 
cuntcream trickling out of it like syrup.

"Shove your big fat cock in me, Sam. Fuck me!"

Sam rose up; his cock looking monstrous, fucklube running out of it 
like spit. He crawled over the slim young girl with her nubbin tits and 
drove his cock straight up her tight pink cunt.

Trixie's arms and legs wrapped around Sam as he settled down on her. 
She was gasping, her little ass jerking up and down as she fucked 
herself on Sam's enormous cock.

"Oh Sam, it feels so good! Move it, Sam, move it! Oh, fuck me!"

Sam grunted like a bull, his face as red as a beet as he crushed the 
little girl under him, grinding his hot prick in and out of her tight, 
sucking pussyhole.

"Oh Trixie, oh God Trixie, you're so hot, you're so good!"

Connie stood in the hallway shaking, her throat so dry she could hardly 
swallow; How could this be? How could Sam do such a thing? He was three 
times the girl's age and twice as heavy. She was the papergirl, for god 
sake, with hardly more than fuzz around her pussyhole. And how could 
she take Sam's cock? Her cunt had appeared hardly capable of taking two 
fingers.

Trixie clawed Sam's back, kicked at his humping ass, twisted her head 
from side to side, her mouth open, her eyes closed.

"Oh Sam, fuck me, fuck me!" she cried.

Sam grunted, fucking almost savagely, his cock making obscene squishing 
noises in the young girl's cunt. His hairy balls flapped against her 
pink crotch, getting frosted by the pussycream that was frothing out 
around his plunging cock.

"Baby, you make me feel so fucking good!" The young girl was gasping. 
"Oh Sam, I'm gonna come again!"

Sam plastered his mouth to hers, shoving his tongue down her throat. He 
growled, ramming his cock in and out.

Trixie's eyes opened and rolled back deliriously. Her toes curled. Her 
little butt wiggled madly, her fuckjuices bubbling out around Sam's 
plunging prick. She moaned into Sam's mouth, her pussy clutching with 
spasms.

Sam rammed his prick in to the hilt and shook all over. His body jerked 
with each explosion of his hot cum into the young girl.

Trixie grunted as Sam fucked his cum into her, clinging to him, 
squirming with youthful pleasure. As their orgasms subsided, Trixie 
opened her eyes wide.

"Now do it to me the other way," she said.

"What way?"

"You know! The way dogs do it."

"You dickens! How many times am I gonna have to fuck you today before 
you're satisfied?" Sam pulled his dripping cock out of her, pushing 
away.

"At least fifty," Trixie said, scrambling up on her hands and knees, 
Sam's cum oozing from her open pink cunt.

"Oh, you hot little bitch!" Sam said, slip ping his cock into her from 
behind. He rubbed his belly against her upturned, wiggling ass, his 
cock buried in her to the hilt.

"Ohhh, Sam, that feels so good!" Trixie cooed.

Connie had seen enough. She regained her strength enough to turn and 
slip quietly out of the house. She went straight to her lawyer, who 
drew up the divorce papers. In a note to Sam, she advised him not to 
fight her, unless he wanted Trixie Smith involved. She obtained the 
divorce in two weeks. Sam forfeited, not even bothering to show up in 
court, much to Connies relief. She didn't want to ever see him again. 
He and Trixie could fuck their guts out together now, for all she 
cared.

Connie opened her robe, letting it fall aside. The hotel room felt 
uncomfortably warm, stuffy. She crossed her legs, squeezing them 
together. Her cunt was throbbing and tight. It always got that way when 
she recalled Sam with Trixie. As much as the scene had outraged her, it 
had also made her horny. She'd been driven to finger-fucking over her 
memory of it more times than she wanted to admit.

Well, now she had more dirty memories to excite her. She'd never forget 
what she'd witnessed tonight--the Mexican girl with the dog and the 
donkey. She could still smell the lust in that tent, the sex-aromas 
given off by all the men, by the animals, by the girl. She could still 
feel the Mexican youth's cock spurting into her hand while Matt finger-
fucked her. She could still feel Matt's hard cock flexing between her 
legs and spurting more jism into her hands, could still taste the cum 
she'd licked off her fingers like frosting. It had been months since 
she'd tasted cum or had felt a hot hard cock. She missed blowing Sam! 
Missed his pinning her to the bed and fucking her.

She worked her thighs together, rubbing her feet against each other. 
The pussyjuice leaked out of her like hot melted butter, making her a 
mess between the legs. She rubbed her tits, feeling their swollen 
weight, their silky softness and warmth. Her nipples stood up like 
fingers, surrounded by her erect and tingling cherry-bumps.

She pinched and tweaked her nipples, the fuck-tingles screwing through 
her cunt. She closed her eyes, picturing the scene in the tent. The 
first vision that popped into her mind was that of Billy, his cock 
randy and waving as he stumbled forward to mount the Mexican girl.

She'd had no idea Billy's cock had grown so large. It was certainly as 
large as Sam's, if not larger. Jutting up out of the young boy's 
slender loins, it appeared monstrously over-grown.

She shoved her hand between her legs, rubbing her frothing crotch, 
slipping her finger between the hairy slabs and sawing at the hot wet 
cuntmeat. As she slipped the finger inside herself, she moaned out 
loud.

She'd had no idea Billy knew how to fuck. Maybe he'd learned from 
watching the dog fuck the girl. Who knew, though, maybe Billy had been 
fucking girls for years without her knowing about it. She was not a 
prying mother and Billy's sex life was his own business. But it had 
come as a shock to see him up there fucking that Mexican girl, an 
exciting shock.

During the months since Sam had left, she'd more than a few times 
looked at Billy with hungry eyes. He was a young boy, but he exuded 
male sexuality. And he had the equipment of a man, she knew that now. 
He certainly had the equipment.

She was finger-fucking herself, thinking about her naked, erect little 
boy and masturbating furiously.

The bathroom door rattled and Connie's heart leaped. She quickly threw 
her robe over herself and stood up, tying her belt, then wiping off her 
fingers on her robe. She stood watching the door, expecting Billy to 
knock, then enter from the bathroom. Instead, she heard the lock click. 
He was locking the door from the inside so he could use the bathroom in 
privacy!

Connie felt a twinge of excitement. She'd never done anything like this 
before, but she couldn't help herself now. She tip-toed toward the door 
and knelt in front of it. Like the door that opened from the bathroom 
into Billy's room, this door had two locks. A deadbolt lock which could 
be turned only from the bathroom, and a key-lock under the door knob 
which could be used from the bedroom. Connie carefully slipped the key 
out of the lock, then peeked through the keyhole.

Billy sat on the toilet, stark naked. He was hunched forward, his elbow 
on his knee, his chin resting in his hand, looking like the statue of 
the Thinker. Connie heard a turd plop into the toilet and watched Billy 
wipe himself.

This is sick, she told herself. You're being disgusting, a pervert. But 
she kept her eye glued to the keyhole.

Billy stood up, scratching his balls. He milked his cock, letting a few 
drops of piss fall on the floor. He stepped in front of the mirror and 
lifted his arms, flexing his biceps. He hadn't a hair under his arms 
yet, although a small blond tuft sprouted on his groin. He ran his 
hands down his chest and belly, then played with his nipples. His cock 
throbbed up, pointing at the ceiling. He grabbed it and started to jerk 
it off.

Connie's head swam. Her heart slammed so loud she could hardly hear. 
She steadied herself against the doorframe with her left hand and 
shoved her right hand into her robe, between her legs. She slipped a 
finger inside herself and started beating off to the same rhythm as was 
her son.

Billy rubbed his belly with circular strokes as he pounded his rigid 
cockrod. His blue eyes looked glassy as he watched himself in the 
mirror. His fat brown nuts flapped to the rhythm of his cockbeating. He 
muttered to himself in whispers, some of the words audible to Connie.

"Tits ... brown ass ... dog ... pussy ... donkeydick ... fuck ... 
bitchgirl ... juicy cunt ... jism ... lick ... suck ... fuck ... hot 
prick ... brown girl ..."

"Yes," Connie whispered. Oh yes, I'm as hot as you are, she thought; Oh 
baby, let's fuck!

Billy humped at his jerking hand, rounding his back, his blue eyes 
rolling. He grunted, letting out a soft moan as his jism spurted in 
white streams, splashing all over the mirror and washbasin. As his cum 
poured out of him, he jerked his loins, his hand a blur on his teenaged 
cock.

Connie was on the verge of exploding with him when a knock frightened 
the shit out of her. Panting, shaky, she forced herself up, wiping her 
fingers on her robe as she went to answer the door.



Chapter 4


"Who is it?" she called out.

"Matt. Can I come in please?" Connie tried to steady herself by 
breathing deeply. Her heart was still pounding. "It's late, Matt. I was 
just going to bed."

"Just give me a few minutes. I'd really like to talk to you."

"If it's about what happened tonight, forget it. We were both drunk. 
I'll pretend it never happened."

"Please, Connie, just let me in for a minute."

He sounded almost desperate. Connie took one last deep breath. "All 
right," she said, turning the lock.

Like herself, Matt was dressed in a bath robe. His hairy chest peeked 
at her from the open top of the robe. His feet were bare. He had very 
muscular calves. After Connie shut the door behind him, he turned and 
secured the lock.

"Was that necessary?" Connie said.

"In Tijuana it's best to keep your doors locked at all times," Matt 
said. He was looking around the room, sniffing the air. "Are we alone?"

"What kind of question is that? Of course we're alone. Now what's the 
problem?"

Matt looked down at her, his face flushed, his breath reeking of 
liquor. "You're the problem," he said. "You're the problem. You're 
driving me out of my fucking mind!"

He threw his arms around her, crushing her in a fierce embrace, 
grinding his loins against her. His cock felt like a billyclub pressed 
between them.

"Matt, please!" Connie squirmed.

He shoved his tongue down her throat, ripping open her robe and mauling 
her tits. Connie choked, struggling. He pinched and twisted on her 
nipples and the fuckjuices ran out of her contracting pussy, running 
down between her legs like hot oil. She lost all strength, going limp 
in his arms. Her head fell back and he gnawed on the side of her neck, 
her body shivering alternately with hot flashes and goosebumps.

Her hand automatically reached inside Matt's robe, groping for his 
cock. It was a big hard one, as thick and long as Sam's, as Billy's, 
and it leaked fucklube into her palm. She greased the cock knob with 
the slimy fuck lube, massaged the big prick from one end to the other, 
slid her hand down and squeezed the man's egg-sized nuts.

"Oh God, Matt, oh God, I want you!"

Matt was panting, fumbling with the belts of their robes. He forced her 
robe off her shoulders. She could see his heart pulsating in his chest 
as he tore off his own robe and let it fall to the floor. Naked, 
flushed with lust, they stood looking at each other for a few moments, 
Matt stroking her tits with his fingertips, Connie slipping a loose 
hand up and down his veiny cock.

Matt growled suddenly, crushing her in a bear hug and stumbling with 
her to the bed. He dropped her on the mattress, grabbing her legs and 
forcing them up. He hooked his shoulders under her knees and crushed 
her thighs against her tits.

"Oh, Connie!"

"Fuck me, Matt, fuck me!"

Connie shivered, wide open, the cuntcream dribbling down into her 
asscrack. As Matt's cockhead kissed the wet, sizzling meat between her 
pussy-slabs, a rash of itchy thrills saturated her pussy and spread 
through her loins. She dug her fingernails into Matt's flanks, pulling 
him toward her. As his cock sank into her frothing pussy she cried out 
with pleasure, not caring who heard her.

"Baby!" Matt moaned, grinding his cock inside her. "Oh baby, I've 
wanted this for so long!"

He began to slide his cock in and out of her, all eight hard inches of 
it, and Connie thought she would lose her mind. She wiggled her ass, 
squirming under him, wondering how she could possibly have denied 
herself such pleasure all these months.

"Oh Matt, move it, give it to me good, oh yes!"

Matt's nostrils dilated like a bull's as he fucked his thick prick down 
into her. His fat cockhead fucked in and out of her pussy and his balls 
flapped against her crotch, exciting her.

"This is good, this is so good, oh Matt!"

She tossed her head on the mattress, gasping, grunting, grinding her 
hot cunt on Matt's pistoning prick. The fuck-thrills filled her loins 
and streamed down her legs until the tips of her toes tingled.

Matt grunted rhythmically as he humped. He'd started to sweat and warm 
drops splashed on her face like rain. She tasted the sweat, savoring 
its saltiness.

The mattress creaked as Matt braced himself and bore down, plunging his 
cock faster and harder, fucking her deeply. She quivered all over, 
gasping, thrashing around, going out of her mind. It was as if Matt's 
cock were electrified. Sizzling jolts of electricity seemed to be 
drilling the pit of her cunt, her cuntal walls, her clit.

"Oh Matt!" she half screamed, her fuck tension rushing to a head.

She exploded, gasping, grinding her exploding pussy around and around 
on his thick, veiny cock. The spasms made her shudder and nearly pass 
out. As her orgasm passed, her cunt went slack, but Matt continued to 
hump away at it.

"Let's change position," Connie panted. "Fuck me doggie style."

As Matt slipped his cock out of her and she got up on her hands and 
knees, she remembered Trixie Smith getting up so Sam could fuck her 
from behind. It was as if she were acting out that scene she'd watched 
so many months ago.

She arched her back, turned up her ass, wiggled it. "Oh God, Matt, put 
it in me!" she cried.

Matt wrapped his big hands around her waist, inserted the knob of his 
prick in her open wet cunt, slipped it inside her to the hilt.

Connie rubbed her ass madly against his hairy abdomen. She couldn't 
believe the pleasure. Her nipples tingled at the tips of her hanging, 
hugely swollen tits.

"Fuck me, Matt, oh Jesus, fuck me!"

Matt's hard belly smacked against her ass, jolting her, making her 
gasp. Fucking her from behind like this, he was able to fuck her even 
deeper. His prick knob pounded deep in her womb. She gritted her teeth, 
grinding her ass against his hairy stomach, fucking his cock. Her toes 
curled from the sensations. His belly slamming her ass sounded like a 
clapping hand.

"Jesus, that's good, oh Jesus!"

Connie tossed her blonde head from side to side, grunting, panting so 
hard she was dizzy. The fuckjuice bubbled out around Matt's plunging 
cock and dribbled down the insides of her legs. God, she was hot. She 
didn't think she'd been this hot since her honeymoon with Sam.

Matt gripped her waist tighter, jerking on her body, slamming her ass 
against his abdomen each time he rammed in. He drooled on her back like 
a dog, and Connie thought of the little Mexican girl getting fucked by 
the big hound.

What did it feel like? she wondered. Did a dogcock feel like a man's 
prick? A dogprick was certainly slimmer, more pointed, redder, more 
slippery-looking. The thoughts made her skin crawl but they also turned 
her on.

She tightened her cuntal muscles, massaging Matt's cock rhythmically. 
"Wiggle it, Matt, make it wiggle, oh God!" she whined.

Matt, grunting, gasping, moaning, flexed his cock inside her again and 
again. It drove her crazy. The fuck-thrills surged through her cunt 
like a zillion hot needles.

"Oh God, I'm coming!" she gasped. "Oh, oh!"

She writhed, humping her ass madly, fucking her spasming cunt on Matt's 
slippery prick. Her orgasm made her chew her lip and she whined loudly, 
like a mating bitch. Her cunt was so sensitive she wanted to scream.

"Pull it out!" she pleaded. "Oh God, pull it out! Fuck me up the ass! 
Fuck my asshole, but pull it out!"

"Jesus Christ, I don't believe it! You're the hottest bitch I ever got 
my hands on. Shit!"

Matt caught a handful of her slick cunt cream and slapped the slippery 
juice on her asshole. Then he spread her asscheeks wide, getting them 
all greasy with her pungent fuck juices. His cock knob kissed her 
twitching ass pucker and he leaned into her, forcing her ass-pucker 
open.

Connie's eyes rolled back. Her mouth gaped. It felt as if a fist had 
been rammed up her ass, as if her widely stretched pucker were 
splitting in a thousand places. She knew it was only an illusion, 
however. She always felt that initial splitting pain when getting ass-
fucked. As she took deep breaths, she began to relax and within seconds 
the pain had vanished.

"Oh Matt, I love it!"

Matt stroked her ass, spreading her fuck juices all over it. He rubbed 
her cuntcream on his rippling abdomen and chest, licked it off his 
fingers, rubbed it all over his face.

"You're such a juicy bitch," he said, wiggling his cock in her asshole. 
"That smell drives me out of my fucking head!"

He braced his hands on her upturned ass-cheeks, digging in with his 
fingers, keeping her ass-globes spread apart. He worked his big prick 
in and out of her tight, sucking asshole.

"Shit, you're so hot in there! Man, I could fuck your ass all night!"

"Then do it," Connie said, squirming as the fuck-thrills screwed 
through her asshole. "Fuck my ass all night! Mmn, that feels so good!"

Connie's loins tingled to the core with fuck sensations. She loved 
getting ass-fucked. It was a different kind of pleasure than getting 
fucked up the cunt. She felt wicked, dirty, and she loved it.

Matt pounded away, sliding his long thick cock in and out. His cockhead 
rippled along the sensitive folds of her asshole and she felt 
corkscrews of pleasure in her guts. Her asshole contracted, sucking 
Matt's cock.

"Baby, I can't hold it!" Matt humped wildly. "Jesus Christ, here it 
comes!"

"Shoot it, Matt, oh God!"

Matt's cock flexed, spurting streams of hot jism into her bowels. He 
groaned, shaking, jerking, pumping out his cum.

Connie gasped, wiggling her ass in circles, grinding it against Matt's 
belly as he hunched over her like a whimpering hound. She could feel 
his spurts deep inside her.

Matt collapsed on top of her and she collapsed under him, unable to 
hold up his weight. He breathed heavily, his heart slamming against her 
back.

"Don't pull it out," she said. "Leave it in me all night. I need it. 
Just keep fucking me."

* * *

Billy chewed his lips as he shot his cum against the bathroom door. He 
was kneeling in front of it, naked, pounding his cock as he peeked 
through the keyhole into his mother's room.

That lucky Matt, fucking Mom's hot ass! It must feel like heaven.

Billy got some toilet paper and carefully wiped his cum off the door. 
It was still warm. He then wiped his earlier load off the mirror and 
sink and he tossed the cum-sticky wads of paper into the toilet. Then 
he pissed, looking down at his fat, long prick. It was still frosted 
with the Mexican's girl's cuntcream.

What a night it had been! Watching that Mexican girl get it from the 
dog, then fucking her himself, then watching her get it from the 
donkey. She'd even sucked the animals off! Shit! How he wished he had 
that girl in his room right now! He'd make her suck him off, then he'd 
fuck her all night, fuck her up the asshole even. Shit!

He heard his mother gasping and quickly resumed his post at the 
keyhole. Matt was really fucking the shit out of her, just like dad 
used to. Billy really missed watching through the keyhole at home as 
dad fucked between mom's legs or mounted on her ass. Well, now maybe 
the good days would come back. He hoped that when they got back home 
Matt would start coming over every night and fucking the shit out of 
mom. Billy loved to watch. It made him fucking hot!

Billy started beating his cock. He could still smell the Mexican girl's 
cuntcream on it. As he watched Matt hump his mother, he imagined that 
he was Matt. In a few minutes he was spurting all over, daggers of 
pleasure knifing up the core of his prick.



Chapter 5


Connie canceled all her late-afternoon appointments because she knew 
that once she got to Matt's she'd end up fucking her brains out and 
would be in no mood to return to the office to give a few distemper 
shots before she called it quits for the day. They'd flown in from 
Tijuana late last night and Connie had turned down Matt's offer for her 
to spend the night at his ranch. She wouldn't let him spend the night 
with her in town either. What would Billy think? True, the boy was no 
virgin but she still didn't feel right sleeping with Matt right under 
the boy's nose.

"Christ I'm horny," she said out loud as she drove out of town.

The wind from the vent rushed up between her legs, cooling her sopping-
wet crotch. As her cuntlips had swollen, her panties had pulled up 
tight between them and now the panties were all wet with her fuck 
juices. She hoped she wasn't staining her skirt. She thought about 
pulling off on a side road for a minute and peeling the panties off. 
That way the wind could whip up under her skirt and blow against her 
naked cunt, drying some of the pussycream as it oozed out. When she was 
horny like this, when her pussy throbbed incessantly, she couldn't stop 
dribbling.

No, she thought. She didn't want to waste even a minute. She needed to 
get to Matt's ranch. She needed his prick to take care of the maddening 
itch between her legs. She pressed on the accelerator, speeding up to 
seventy.

Matt's ranch lay in a secluded valley, his property beginning on a 
hilltop, but his house and stables set back and down, a half mile from 
the county highway. Connie turned off the highway and ascended the 
driveway, then passed over the crest of the hill and headed down into 
the valley, no longer in sight of the road. Clouds of dust billowed in 
her wake and down below in the valley she could see white buildings, a 
white corral, and animals on the green slopes beyond.

Matt was a gentleman rancher, in that most of his support came from 
investments in the stock market and real estate, and little from the 
ranch itself. He was paid stud fees for some of his prize stallions, 
but these were only a small contribution to the upkeep of his ranch. As 
Connie neared the house, slowing down, Matt's black Labrador, Slicker, 
came bounding toward her, barking.

The dog, as usual, was all over her as she climbed out of the car. 
Today however, he did something out of the ordinary. He shoved his 
snout up under her skirt.

"Slicker!" Connie pushed him away.

But he wouldn't be put off. The moment she started toward the house, 
the hound drove his snout up her skirt from behind.

"Slicker, damn it! What's gotten into you?" Connie spun away from the 
dog, then walked backwards so he couldn't make a sneak attack.

"Having problems, darling?"

Connie glanced over her shoulder to see Matt striding toward her. He'd 
come from around the corner of the house.

"He won't leave me alone," Connie said. Matt laughed. "I thought vets 
were experts at handling animals."

Slicker shot forward suddenly, ramming his entire head under Connie's 
skirt. He was growling.

"Slicker!" Matt caught the dog's flanks and hauled him back.

"What's wrong with that dog?" Connie said, her heart pounding.

"He must smell something he likes," Matt said, holding the restless 
hound by the collar.

"Meaning what?"

"Meaning, darling, that you must be a throbbing mess between the legs.

"You ass," Connie said. "I oughta get right back in that car and go 
back to my office."

"You do that and you won't get what you want," Matt said, grinning 
smugly.

Connie wanted to belt him, but her eyes had fallen on the pulsating 
cylinder that ran down the right leg of his jeans. Through the faded 
denim, she could see the entire outline of Matt's hard cock, including 
the shape of the knob. She felt weak. She couldn't say a word.

Matt scratched his hairy chest. He was shirtless, all his muscles bold 
and naked. "Come on!" he said. "Let's go have some fun."

With one hand on her ass, he guided her into the back yard. He held 
Slicker's collar with his other hand. The dog fought him, making 
whimpering noises.

"Why don't you tie him up?" Connie said.

"Good idea."

Matt chained Slicker to the back porch, then turned to Connie and 
embraced her. His mouth covered hers. His hand went roughly into her 
blouse and felt up her tits.

She sucked on his tongue, starting to go limp in his arms. "Matt, let's 
go inside," she managed to breathe.

Matt was unbuttoning her blouse. "It'll be more fun out here," he said. 
"Just relax. Who's to see us?"

"Matt, please!"

"Shhh!" He covered her naked tit with his mouth, sucking on her nipple.

"Oh God!" Connie nearly collapsed as the fuck-thrills streamed through 
her body. Matt undressed her completely, as if she were a doll. The 
pussycream ran down her legs and her vision was blurred. She'd never 
felt so naked, the wind slithering between her legs, under her arms, up 
the cleft between her naked asscheeks. And the sunshine bathed her like 
a spotlight. Matt pushed her down on the grass and she closed her eyes, 
waiting for him to undress and mount her.

She lay there, quivering, waiting, the heat of her cunt passing in 
waves up into her abdomen, into her legs, into every part of her body.

"Oh Matt," she whispered, "fuck me!" It happened so fast she didn't 
have a chance to resist before it was too late. Suddenly she found her 
wrists shoved together and bound with leather twine.

"Matt, what in the ..."

"Just relax. You're gonna love this."

He stretched her arms above her head and secured her bound wrists to 
one of the posts that held up the volleyball net. She struggled, unable 
to believe what was happening.

"What are you doing?" she screeched, kicking, thrashing this way and 
that.

Matt laughed. "Such spirit! I like that."

He ran to the porch then, and returned with a hammer and two wooden 
stakes. He went down on one knee and slammed one stake into the ground, 
then the other. He tossed the hammer aside, yanked a length of leather 
cord out of his pocket, and caught Connie's flying left leg. The twine 
wound around her left ankle as Matt's hands worked.

Within seconds Connie's left ankle was bound to one stake. She fought 
him, kicking, shouting, but he got hold of her right leg and bound it 
to the other stake in record time. Then he stood up, grinning down at 
her, his big cock sticking out of his unzipped, unsnapped jeans and 
dripping fucklube as he slowly massaged it.

"Matt, in God's name, what are you doing?" Connie tried to calm 
herself.

"You are so sexy," he said. "I swear, you're the sexiest female I've 
ever laid eyes on. And you've never looked better than right now. I 
hope you're comfortable, that I didn't spread your legs too wide."

He pried off his cowboy boots, then peeled off his jeans.

Connie swallowed, watching the naked man straighten up. She knew what 
he was up to now, and she didn't care. He was going to fuck her while 
she was tied down and helpless.

"Oh Matt, quick!" she said. "Oh God, I'm dying for it!"

He took a step toward her, smiling, massaging his splitting-hard cock, 
but before descending to mount her, he turned away and walked toward 
Slicker, who had been barking and whimpering and fighting his chain all 
this time. The dog jumped up on him, clawing him, and he shoved it 
away.

"Cool it, you crazy dog!"

The dog settled down, whimpering and holding still as Matt unsnapped 
its chain. Connie was stunned to see the dog's long red prick quivering 
straight out along the under side of its shiny black abdomen.

"All right," Matt said, and set the dog free. Slicker looked like a 
charging black monster as he streaked toward Connie. She screamed, 
clamping shut her eyes, waiting for teeth and claws to tear into her 
skin. A moment later, she was gasping, squirming as the dog's tongue 
lapped at her raw, wide-open cunt.

"Do your job good now, boy. Show that sexy lady what she's been 
missing." Matt sank down beside her to play with her tits.

Connie panted, grunting. She could hardly stand the dog's flapping wet 
tongue. With her legs spread so wide apart, she felt supersensitive, 
vulnerable.

"How's it feel, babe?"

"Oh Matt, call him off, I, I can't stand it!"

Matt pinched her nipple. "Relax."

Slicker growled, nibbling at her meaty cunt slabs, jabbing and grating 
them lightly with his teeth. Daggers of electricity shot into Connie's 
loins. She arched up, writhing, the tips of her toes prickling with 
sensation.

"Eat her, boy. Lick that juicy pussy! Tastes good, doesn't it?"

The dog made half-growling, half-crying noises, as if it were 
exclaiming about how luscious Connie's crotch tasted. He not only 
slurped up the cream trickling out of her cunt hole, but lapped up the 
juice that had run down the insides of her thighs. Then he returned to 
her cunt in earnest, his long tongue flapping nonstop up and down the 
furrow between her pussylips.

The tip of it got inside her and Connie squealed, unable to contain her 
excitement. The dog rammed his snout against her crotch, as if he were 
going to fuck her with it. His nostrils twitched, his hot breath 
flowing up her cunt, and Connie went into spasms.

"Ohhhhh Godddd!" She writhed, tossing her head on the grass, the itchy 
sensations swarming in her cunt like ants.

"Beautiful!" Matt said, stroking her tits. "Mmmmm, nothing's more 
exciting than a sexy woman coming."

The dog lapped at her cunt as the fuckjuices ran out. His teeth sank 
into her spasming cunt meat and Connie thought she was going to jump 
out of her skin. As her orgasm petered out, she felt her muscles relax 
and she slumped back, breathing heavily.

Suddenly the dog was on top of her. He mounted her the same way a man 
would, resting his paws on the grass alongside her shoulder, lowering 
his furry underside against her, humping his slippery red cock between 
her legs.

She gasped, squirming, frantic to get away. But she was helpless. She 
felt the hot dogprick slithering between her cuntlips like a snake and 
she thought she'd go out of her mind.

"Relax," Matt said. "You'll love it."

At that moment, Slicker found the entrance to her cunt and his slim 
dogcock slipped inside her. The dog put its nose in the air and let out 
a sharp howl. Then he began to lick her face, slobbering all over it as 
he humped between her legs, pistoning his cock in her wide-open pussy.

Connie continued to squirm, but it did no good. The dog maintained its 
mount. If anything, her squirming excited the beast even more. He 
panted, his fetid dog-breath asphyxiating her, his saliva seeping into 
her mouth. When she gagged, opening her mouth wide, the dog shoved its 
tongue down her throat.

She was helpless as the dog-tongue slurped at her tonsils, as he 
salivated straight down her gullet. His prick sizzled in her cunt, the 
friction of its pistoning sending hot needles into the walls of her 
lust-swollen cunthole. She gagged on the dog's tongue, her tits 
heaving, her cunt on fire and beginning to clutch like a fist at the 
dog's slippery prick.

"I wish I had my camera," Matt said. "This is so hot! Give it to her, 
boy, show her how good it feels."

The dog turned his paws toward her, bracing them against her sides at 
the level of her chest. His claws held fast, digging in. He rubbed his 
furry abdomen against her belly, never for a moment easing his 
relentless humping.

Connie moaned, her loins tightening, the fuck-sensation mounting in her 
cunt. The dogprick jabbed repeatedly at a sensitive spot inside her and 
she felt on the verge of an orgasm.

"Ooooh, fuck me!" she mumbled. "Fuck me, fuck me!"

She arched her back, thrusting her swollen tits hard against the 
hound's chest, wiggling her ass and churning her contracting cunt on 
the dog's sliding cock. Hot tingles began to well up in the pit of her 
asshole and cunt.

The dog let out a whimper and began to squirt jism inside her. His 
flanks shuddered. His prick flexed and quivered. Dog cum spurted into 
her like hot milk.

Connie groaned loudly and exploded, her cunt nearly chewing the hound's 
prick off. The dog howled, jerking on top of her as she writhed 
underneath him. Before her orgasm had wrung itself out, Slicker slipped 
his cock out of her and jumped off. He sniffed once at her cunt, then 
trotted away.

Connie was helpless to clutch at her cunt or to squeeze her legs 
together. She lay there half in ecstasy, half in agony as the last of 
her spasms clawed through her crotch.

Matt lowered himself on top of her. He shoved his cock into her raw 
pussyhole. He lay on her with his full weight, his prick buried to the 
hilt inside her and throbbing powerfully.

"Mmm, you feel so good under me, babe." After Slicker's skinny dogcock, 
Matt's cock felt like a baseball bat inside her. It stretched her 
tingling hot cuntmeat until she wanted to scream.

"Matt, Jesus, get off! I can't stand it!"

"Mmm, this feels so good!"

Connie chewed her lips to keep from screaming. Her fingers and toes 
clutched. She was going to lose her mind. Her nerves were being grated 
beyond what any woman could stand.

Matt had braced himself on his elbows and pumped his cock inside her, 
making it squish obscenely in her dog-jism greased cunthole. Her pussy 
clutched for dear life, dogcum running out and greasing Matt's nuts. If 
only she could wrap her arms and legs around the man! That would be 
some sort of relief.

"Oh yeah, yeah, yeah!" Matt humped away, pleasuring his huge cock 
inside her, rubbing his hard chest against her tits and nipples. Just 
when she thought she was going to black out from the intense 
sensations, her after-orgasm sensitivity began to wear off. Before Matt 
had thrust a half-dozen more times, her pussy had adjusted itself and 
tingled pleasantly again.

"Oh Matt!" she moaned. "Matt, oh darling!"

"You make me feel so good," he growled. "Oh shit!"

His eyes rolled back and his cock flexed hard. Before he could shoot, 
however, he yanked his cock out and scrambled up over Connie's tits, 
his cock clutched in his pumping hand. As his first spurt leaped at 
her, she opened her mouth, letting him stuff his quivering prick down 
her throat.

Connie glutted down the man's profuse load of cum. His prick throbbed 
in her mouth, swelling and contracting with each powerful spurt. Her 
lips and mouth tingled, as if his prickrod were electrified.

"Mmm, baaaby," he groaned, gazing down into her face, watching her suck 
his jism gushing cock.

She could feel his big hairy nuts contracting against her chin. Shivers 
ran through the man's cock and it flexed again and again, pumping slimy 
spunk straight down her throat. He pulled out finally, and laid his big 
wet prick on her face. It throbbed with aftershocks as she licked it 
from one end to the other and all around. She sucked the last of his 
jism out of his half-open pisshole. He raised up slightly so she could 
lick off his balls. When she finished cleaning his cock off with her 
tongue, she realized that she'd swallowed more than Matt's cum. She'd 
swallowed Slicker's dogcum as well.



Chapter 6


She was sitting on Matt's lap on a chair next to the kitchen table. 
Rather, she was sitting on his knee like a little girl telling Santa 
what she wants for Christmas. Her cunt was still wide-open and 
throbbing. Matt dipped his finger inside her every so often, then 
licked the fuck juices off his dripping digit.

Matt's rigid, sweaty cock throbbed against her right hip. She dipped 
her finger in his fucklube every so often so she could taste it. They 
sipped iced tea and Matt nibbled at her tits. She was so horny she 
could hardly stand it.

"Matt, fuck me, for christ sake!"

He licked her nipple, his tongue icy. "Relax, darling. What's your 
hurry? Let's take our time and enjoy ourselves. It's taken me months to 
get you here like this and I want to savor you."

He bit her nipple and she nearly hit the ceiling.

"Matt, you're gonna make me scream! Come on, darling, let me sit on 
it."

"Up the ass or the cunt?"

"Whichever one you want. Just fuck me." Matt set down his tea glass. He 
shook his head. "How can a man resist?"

He lifted her up, his hands encircling her waist.

Shaking, she reached down between her legs and took hold of his cock. 
She rubbed its knob back and forth between her swollen, drenched 
cuntslabs. She placed his cockhead at the entrance to her cunt and 
impaled herself on his greasy fuckpole to the hilt. They both groaned 
with pleasure as they coupled.

"You're a vet," he muttered, wrapping his arms around her middle, 
licking her back, rubbing his belly against her naked ass. "What do you 
think I am, a horse?"

"You might not be one," Connie said, sliding up and down. "But you're 
certainly hung like one."

"Mmn, you hot little bitch!" Matt mumbled, wiggling his cock as she 
fucked it. "How would you know how a horse is hung? You been 
experimenting, lady?"

"Of course not," Connie said. "I'm a veterinarian. My interest in 
horses is purely scientific, my dealings with them, purely medical."

"I'll bet!"

"Well, it's true. Don't get funny, buster, or I'll get mad and go 
home."

Matt thrust unexpectedly, hitting a pleasure spot inside her that made 
her toes prickle.

"Oh Matt, just shut up and ram that thing inside me!"

"I thought you wanted to go home."

"Will you just shut up and fuck!"

He guided her up and down, his hands tight around her waist, his loins 
thrusting. Her fuckjuices ran out and drenched his balls. Just as she 
was getting close to coming, he pushed her off.

"Matt, don't torture me like this!" she whined.

"I want your ass," he said, sliding his wet cock between her asscheeks. 
Then he pressed the head against her asspucker. "Sit on it."

Connie wiggled her ass, bearing down. Her asspucker slowly opened and 
Matt's prickhead slipped inside. She gasped with the stretch then she 
let herself go, her asshole swallowing Matt's cock all the way.

"Mmn, you're so tight!" Matt said, rubbing his scratchy chin against 
her back, sandpapering her skin. "I love your asshole."

"Then fuck it," Connie said, starting to ride his cock, to fuck it with 
her sizzling asshole.

Matt gripped her asscheeks, helping her slide up and down. "What a 
bitch!"

Connie felt a wicked thrill every time Matt called her a bitch. Being 
called a bitch was kind of degrading, but she enjoyed it. Sam had never 
called her that.

"Slicker loved your juicy cunt, lady. How'd you like his cock?" Matt 
asked as they fucked.

Connie didn't want to talk about her having fucked with the dog. 
Incredibly, she'd almost forgotten about it. "Will you shut up?" she 
said finally.

"Was he the first dog you ever fucked?"

"Well, of course it was! What do you take me for?"

"A woman who's crazy about hot cock, any kind of hot cock."

Connie felt a thrill at Matt's words, as insulting as they were. "How 
could you do that to me?" she said, trying to sound upset. "You 
pervert! Tying me down and all."

"You loved it," Matt said. "And when that furry black Lab got between 
your legs you squealed like a stuck bitch if I ever heard one. Admit, 
darling, you couldn't get enough of fucking that dog."

Connie was speechless.

"I love seeing females with animals," Matt continued. "I've seen a lot 
of women fuck dogs, but I've never seen one go so ape-shit over it the 
first time as you did. You are one Grade-A bitch."

Connie was ready to slug him. She didn't though, because she suddenly 
heard hoofbeats close by outside and she panicked, jumping up off his 
cock.

"Who's coming?"

Matt caught her by the arm. "Cool it. That's just Sally."

"And who is Sally?" The words came out with a slight accusing tone.

Matt stood up, wrapping his arms around her, rubbing his cock against 
her ass. "The little bitch who comes over to exercise my breeding 
stallions. From the next ranch over to the south. Regular little 
tomboy. Come on, let's go watch her."

"My clothes," Connie said, looking around in vain for them.

"Relax. Forget your clothes. Around this place, who needs clothes?" 
Matt laughed and dragged her out the door.

He pulled Connie across the yard and into the horse stables. When she 
tried to resist, to argue, he simply clapped her over the mouth and 
told her to be quiet if she wanted to see something. They trod barefoot 
over hay and concrete, past stalls for horses. Only a few of Matt's 
herd were in the stables today. Most were out grazing the pastures. The 
building smelled of horse-shit and piss. Bushy tails flicked at flies 
that danced on the horses' rumps. Matt pushed her into a shadowed stall 
with a view of the corral outside through a wide open doorway.

Standing in ankle-deep straw, Connie felt super-horny as Matt held her 
from behind, pressing his hard cock into her ass. Outside, they could 
see Sally, mounted on a golden stallion and cantering it around the 
white, circular corral.

"What's to see?" Connie said, watching the pigtailed, barefooted young 
girl bouncing astride the large animal.

Sally was about Billy's age, maybe a year younger. She had fair-sized 
tits that jiggled under her yellow T-shirt. Connie was reminded of the 
Mexican girl in the tent in Tijuana.

"Just watch," Matt said. "You'll see why girls love to ride horses so 
much."

Connie reached back for Matt's cock. It was still slick with her 
assjuices. She rubbed it up and down her asscrack.

"Plug it in me," she said, "huh? While we watch, huh?"

As Matt wiggled his cock up her ass, she had to stifle an audible gasp 
and moan. She so loved a hot prick up her asshole! After all these 
months of going without, she couldn't get enough fucking.

"Look at the dirty little bitch," Matt said, his prick throbbing 
excitedly inside Connie's ass.

"What, Matt, what?"

"Can't you see? She's coming. Look at her face."

Connie looked closer: The girl was tossing her head as she bounced on 
the galloping horse. She looked drunk, her eyes wobbling in their 
sockets. She was gripping the animal's golden flanks tightly with her 
legs as she rode it bareback, her bare toes clawing into its ribs.

"She looks like she's going to fall off and break her neck!" Connie 
whispered.

"She looks like she's in heaven," Matt said. "I swear, the little 
nympho can bring herself off fifty times an hour."

"But how?" Connie knew how, but she wanted to hear Matt explain it.

"Oh, come off it, lady! Every time she bounces she rubs her itchy young 
pussy against that stallion's back, and she's got him tight between her 
legs besides. Why do you think girls are crazy about horseback riding? 
I've seen 'em rub themselves off riding in parade exhibitions at the 
county fair, for christ sake. Horny bastards!"

"OK," Connie said. "I understand. Don't get riled up."

"I'm not riled up," Matt said, "just so turned on I don't know what to 
do. Nothing turns me on more than watching females with animals."

He ground his belly against Connie's ass, slowing fucking her. Connie 
moved with him, wiggling her ass. She was unbearably hot, but she 
didn't want to come yet. Like Matt, she wanted this super-horny, super-
tight feeling to last for as long as she could. Standing here in the 
stables, the straw feeling sexy under her feet, the aroma of the 
animals all around, Sally out there getting off again and again, Matt's 
hard cock throbbing inside Connie's asshole, Connie felt tight and 
tingly and good all over.

"She's coming again," Connie muttered, bending over so Matt could get a 
better view of her own cock-plugged ass.

"Ain't she a slut?" Matt said. "I've watched her for hours at a time 
when she didn't know it. She'll take out one stallion after another and 
ride him to a good sweat. Best exercise rider I've ever had, believe 
me. I mean, she's in love with each animal in a different way, she has 
a special feeling for each one."

"Hey; she's climbing down," Connie said.

"I was hoping she'd get around to that before too long," said Matt. 
"Watch her now."

The girl stood in front of the panting stallion, petting its head. She 
held the animal's face between her small hands, lifting its head as if 
she wanted to examine its teeth. Then she kissed it smack on the mouth, 
her pink tongue flicking at the animal's lips.

"Oh Raymond," she said, "you're so cute."

Connie rubbed her hands along his flanks, then suddenly slid down 
underneath him, going to her knees.

The stallion's cock stood straight and red out of its sheath, at least 
two feet long, wet and shiny-looking. The girl held the long prick from 
the side and began to lick the shaft, from the base to the head. As she 
lapped, cleaning every inch of horse cock with her nimble tongue, the 
stallion snorted, his flanks quivering.

"I don't believe it," Connie whispered, letting Matt hold her tight 
against him. They'd stopped fucking, pausing to watch Sally.

Matt's cock throbbed rhythmically, buried to the hilt up Connie's 
asshole.

"Why not?" Matt said. "You believed it the other night when you saw 
that Mexican girl blow a donkey. There's not much difference."

"But that was a show," Connie said. "This is for real."

"You don't think the show the other night was any less real, do you? 
That little raven-haired bitch loved sucking donkeydick just as much as 
Miss Pigtails here loves eating horse-cock. I tell you, some girls are 
just hot over animals. And you know what, I think they'd all be hot 
over animals if they all just once got the chance--all girls, all 
women." Connie thought Matt was talking out of his head in his 
voyeuristic excitement. All women? All girls? Come on! she wanted to 
say. But she couldn't argue psychology and human behavior now. What was 
taking place before her eyes was just too fascinating.

The young girl had her mouth wrapped around the stallion's cock, its 
prickhead in her throat, her lips stretched thin around the shaft. 
She'd managed to swallow a good six inches of horsecock, and she looked 
like she had a fist rammed in her mouth. She munched, saliva leaking 
down her chin. Her cheeks puffed out and dimpled as she sucked. From 
the way her throat muscles contracted and quivered, it was apparent 
that she was using her tongue too.

"Suck that thing!" Matt whispered, his words juicy. "Make it come, you 
filthy little slut!"

The girl's hands ran up and down the horsecock as if she were playing 
it. She slid her soft hands with deft motions, jacking off the snorting 
animal as she sucked the sensitive end of his cock. The horse made 
slight humping movements, becoming more and more restless, pawing with 
his front hooves, snorting and tossing his head.

Sally bounced her head, sucking vigorously. Her hands jerked up and 
down. She slurped and munched loudly. Her entire body got into the act. 
Her young tits jiggled under her T-shirt and her toes clawed at the 
dusty ground as she braced herself.

Connie licked her lips. She was entranced, salivating. She still 
couldn't believe that she was watching a young girl suck off a horse, 
but she couldn't deny her own excitement, her own hunger.

I wonder what it tastes like she thought. I wonder what it feels like 
to have a stallion's huge sweaty cock in your mouth.

And then she realized that she wanted to suck it herself. She wanted to 
suck the cock of that magnificent golden stallion. She wanted to make 
it come so she could eat its pungent animal spunk.

The stallion reared up, snorting, thrusting powerfully, but Sally held 
on, her mouth impaled on the animal's flexing cock. She was literally 
lifted up and down, her pigtails flying, as the stallion's massive cock 
flexed and as he reared. Her fingernails gripped the huge cock and her 
toes grabbed at the ground as she fought to maintain her balance. As 
the stallion's eyes appeared to glaze over, his flanks shuddered and 
Sally started to choke. She swallowed quickly but slimy wads of horse-
jism bubbled from her cock-stuffed mouth, sliding down her chin and 
neck like grayish-white oysters.

"Oh my God!" Connie said. "Look at that!"

She rotated her naked ass against Matt's hard loins, felt his cock 
throbbing wildly inside her. They were both unbearably hot from 
watching Sally sucking off the stallion.

"Isn't she a bitch!" Matt mumbled. "Jesus Christ, she's a bitch!"

He pushed Connie then. Maintaining his mount on her ass, keeping his 
cock buried inside her, he pushed her out of the stall and into the 
open. Before she knew what was happening, he'd pushed her out into the 
sunlight and through the open doors of the stable.

"Christ, Matt, she'll see us!" Connie whispered.

The young girl sat back, releasing the dripping cock of the stallion 
and wiping her mouth with her fingers as she looked straight at Matt 
and Connie. A grin came over the young girl's face, and she slid out 
from under the horse.



Chapter 7


"Who's she, Matt?" Sally said, wiping horse-cum off her throat, then 
licking it off her fingers. The stallion stood next to her, sniffing at 
her jeans-clad ass.

"Never mind who she is," Matt said, slowly sliding his splitting-hard 
cock in and out of Connie's asshole. "What have you been doing with my 
horses again?"

"I only sucked Raymond," Sally said, turning to stroke the animal's 
forehead. "Just Raymond."

"And you swallowed two-hundred dollars worth of prize cum in the 
process," Matt said. "Put him back in his stall. Now! And then get back 
out here."

"Yes, sir," Sally said, taking the stallion's reins and leading him 
past Connie and Matt and toward the stables.

She had her head lowered as she passed them, and she appeared to be 
pouting, but Connie detected the girl's eyes stealing a glance at her 
and Matt.

When Sally had led the horse inside, Connie exploded. "Matt, what in 
God's name are you doing? I'm so embarrassed!"

Matt bit her hard on the back of her neck, "Just shut up and enjoy 
yourself."

"But--"

Sally reappeared and Connie clamed up. The girl had a wicked smirk on 
her face as she eyed Connie and Matt, who were still coupled like a 
pair of mating dogs. Connie had never felt so naked and self-conscious 
in her life, but she could do nothing to relieve her embarrassment. 
Matt had her ass gripped tightly in his big hands and had his cock 
anchored securely in her asshole.

"You've got big tits," Sally said to Connie. "I wish I had big tits."

"Take off your shirt," Matt said. "Show us what you've got."

The girl didn't hesitate. She slipped her shirt off over her head in 
seconds. Her tits jiggled in the sunshine, her cherries swollen, her 
nipples stiff.

Connie didn't see what the girl had to complain about. Sally had 
average, or slightly larger than average tits for a girl her age.

"Now your pants," Matt said, sliding his cock in Connie's asshole. 
"Show us your fuzzy little pussy."

Sally's tits dangled as she leaned over, peeling down her jeans. She 
wore no panties and the aroma of hot young cunt rose in the air 
immediately. As she straightened up, the sun light glinted off the 
shiny blondish hairs of her swollen pussymound.

"Aren't you a sexy little bitch!" Matt growled.

Sally giggled, blushing.

He pushed Connie down, making her stand on her hands and knees. He 
descended with her, keeping his cock buried in her asshole.

"Get down, bitch," he ordered Sally. "Show us your ass."

As the young girl got down on her hands and knees in front of Connie, 
Connie had the feeling that this wasn't the first time Sally had done 
such a thing. The girl obeyed unquestioningly and with enthusiasm, like 
a show animal Matt had trained.

The girl's ass stared Connie in the face. Pussycream like a clear thick 
sap dribbled from Sally's pussy and down the insides of her thighs, 
smelling musky and sweet.

"Open it up," Matt said, humping slowly at Connie's ass.

Sally reached back with one hand and pulled apart her asscheeks and 
cuntlips, showing her pink young fuckmeat to Connie and Matt.

"Why don't you lick her?" Matt said, massaging Connie's ass.

"Oh Matt, I can't," Connie said, even though she was salivating.

Sally backed up, wiggling her ass, nearly rubbing her wet cuntmeat 
against Connie's nose.

"Lick me," she hissed.

The scent of the girl made Connie drunk. The heat radiating from 
Sally's cunt felt like warm hands caressing Connie's face.

"Eat her," Matt said, churning his hot prick in Connie's asshole and 
making her gasp with pleasure.

"Lick me," Sally hissed, brushing her cuntlips against Connie's mouth.

And Connie lost control. She plastered her mouth to the young girl's 
gaping cunt, sucking out the sweet juices, driving her tongue up the 
pulsating cunt.

Sally wiggled her ass in tight circles, fucking herself on Connie's 
tongue, rubbing her wet crotch in Connie's face.

"Yeahhh!" Matt said, fucking faster, watching Connie eat out the girl. 
"Yeahh, I love to see a woman eat pussy. Eat that little cunt! Make the 
little bitch come. I wanna see her squirm."

Sally wasn't coming yet, but she was already squirming and gasping. Her 
pussy sucked at Connie's probing tongue and her pussylips had swollen 
up. The girlish fuck-juices poured into Connie's mouth, and Connie 
swallowed them greedily. As Connie ate Sally's pussy, she felt her own 
pussy contracting and leaking. The cuntjuices ran down her own legs as 
Matt's cock ploughed in her asshole, stimulating every nerve of her 
sensitive ass. She churned her ass against Matt's abdomen the same way 
Sally was churning her teenaged ass in Connie's face.

"Eeeech! Eeeee!" Sally squealed. "Ohhh, eat me, eeeeh!"

Sally's asspucker twitched against Connie's nose, nibbled at Connie's 
nose. Her cunt sucked hard at Connie's tongue, gripping like a fist.

"Come, you goddamned little whore!" Matt growled. "I wanna see you 
squirm, you horse-fucker!"

Sally arched her back, turning her ass up high. She started to whimper, 
her cuntmeat quivering. Her ass started to wiggle with quick jerks.

"Ohhhhh, I'm coming!" she whined. "Ohhhhh, fuckkkkk!"

Connie was surprised when small spurts of pussyjuice, like hot water 
from a squirtgun, shot into her mouth. For a moment, she thought the 
girl was pissing, then she realized that Sally was shooting girlish 
spunk. She devoured the tart girljuice, sucking hard on the contracting 
cuntslabs, twisting her tongue inside the hard-gripping cunthole.

"Yeah, squirm, squirmmm!" Matt growled, watching Sally spasm as he 
fucked savagely at Connie's asshole.

Connie's loins were a raging fire inside. Her asshole clutched 
repeatedly at Matt's plunging cock, making him growl like a rutting 
animal. The pussycream ran from her lust-gorged cunt. As Matt's cock 
hit the pit of her asshole, an electric current seemed to shoot into 
the heart of her loins and she shook all over as the delicious spasms 
overwhelmed her.

"Yeahhhhh!" Matt moaned. "Ohh yeahh, two squirming bitches! Oh fuck!"

He fucked her so hard that Connie felt the vibrations in her skull. His 
cock shuddered violently as it flexed, and a torrent of sizzling cum 
poured into her asshole. "Ahhhhh!"

They all whined, moaned, growled like three rutting beasts. Connie's 
head whirled inside. Her nipples felt like red-hot pokers. The 
sensations were so intense that she could hardly stand them. And yet 
she wished they would go on forever. She sucked hard on Sally's cunt 
even after it had stopped contracting, hungry for as much of the 
girlish spunk as Sally could feed her.

I've gone off the deep end, Connie told herself. I can't be doing any 
of this, first the dog, now this girl. I'm becoming a degenerate 
pervert, worse than Sam, for god sake! But it's so exciting, and it 
feels so good, and I can't help myself.

Matt humped until he'd squeezed out every drop of cum and pleasure, 
then pulled out. He whacked his dripping cock against Connie's ass.

"What a bitch!" he mumbled.

Sally crawled away from Connie, then circled around, crawling like a 
dog until she was alongside Matt. She opened her mouth wide and Matt 
stuffed his cock down her throat. She cooed as she sucked the cum and 
ass-juices off Matt's cock. Then she licked off his balls. Connie 
watched in silent disbelief.

Matt pushed the girl away. "Come on, you bitches," he said. "Let's go 
inside. Some of my stallions need some exercise."

From inside the stable came the sounds of restless stallions. Connie 
followed as Matt pulled her along by the hand. Sally, pigtails 
bouncing, scampered on ahead. Connie wondered what other perverted acts 
Matt had in mind for her and the girl.



Chapter 8


Billy swung his bike onto the shoulder of the road so he could take off 
his shirt. He would have taken off his shorts too, if he was sure he 
wouldn't run into a car along this last stretch of highway. He was 
damned hot, riding all the way out here to Matt's as fast as his legs 
could churn. He wished he could just get naked and let the wind dry the 
sweat off his body. He wished he could set his prick free and let it 
throb in the open air to cool off. He just knew Matt was fucking the 
guts out of his mom at this very moment, and he just had to get there 
to see it.

He readjusted his rampant cock in his jock-strap as best he could, 
tempted to pull it out and beat it off right here at the side of the 
county highway. His nuts throbbed so tight he thought they'd explode.

Damn! He should have guessed that his mom would be out at Matt's place 
today. After the way they'd fucked themselves silly in Tijuana, he 
should have known they wouldn't waste any time once they got back home. 
He should have hopped on his ten-speed right after school and made 
straight for Matt's instead of wasting his time going to his mom's 
office, then home. He'd wasted half an hour. Maybe he'd already missed 
most of their fucking for the day. Damn!

He tied his T-shirt to the handlebars and humped back on his bike, 
pedaling standing up until he could get up some speed. This last hill 
was the hardest part of the ride and his legs began to ache.

He thought of his mom and Matt fucking like a couple of dogs, with Matt 
mounted on her ass. Billy always got the hottest when mom got up on all 
fours like a dog and took it from behind. How he'd love to get up 
behind her someday himself and fuck his big cock up her juicy cunt! 
Man, he couldn't think of anything that would be more exciting!

He turned up Matt's driveway. All he had to do was make it to the top 
of the slope, then coast all the way down into the valley. He hoped 
they wouldn't see him coming down the driveway, or that one of Matt's 
dogs wouldn't come barking toward him. They were probably fucking in 
Matt's bedroom at the rear of the house.

His cock felt so hard and confined as he approached the crest of the 
hill that he had to reach into his shorts and set it free of his 
jockstrap. Fucklube immediately caused a dark stain in the green 
material of his athletic trunks.

He leaned forward, beginning his coast down the long winding driveway. 
He saw a car parked next to Matt's house, and just knew it was his 
mom's car. He couldn't make out the model from this distance, but the 
color was right. And there was a brown horse tied up at the outside of 
Matt's corral. Sally's horse, for christ sake! She was there somewhere 
exercising Matt's stallions.

Billy's cock throbbed powerfully and he chewed his lips. One of these 
days he was going to get his cock in Sally too. She hadn't let him yet, 
was always teasing him, wiggling her sexy ass at him, breathing in deep 
and shoving her tits up in the air. Her nipples just about poked right 
through the thin material of her tight T-shirts.

Man, he was so horny right now that he was ready to rape her. After he 
watched Matt give it to mom, he might go out and find Sally and rip her 
clothes off. He'd get her down and mount her like a tomcat from behind, 
and then he'd fuck her cunt until he blew off her head with his 
explosive load.

He coasted silently and cautiously the last hundred yards and leaned 
his bike up against the far side of the house, out of sight. Luck was 
with him. No dogs around to announce his arrival. He pried off his 
sweaty sneakers, leaving them next to his bike, then crept through the 
side door of the house, the door that Matt hardly ever used.

He stood just inside the door, his ears pricked, trying to control his 
breathing and his heart. As he tip-toed down the hallway toward the 
stalls that led to the bedrooms, he shoved his hand down into his 
trunks and gripped his cock, listening for sounds of grunting and hot 
fucking.

His bare toes gripped the edges of the steps as he climbed and his 
prick throbbed in his hand. Fucklube ran down his cockhead and over his 
knuckles.

He couldn't wait! He just couldn't wait to see them!

A few minutes later, though, having checked and double-checked every 
bedroom and even the upstairs bathroom, he stood at the head of the 
stairs wondering where in the heck they were.

The whinnying of a horse set him off down the stairs. Outside, he ran 
on his toes across the long expanse of lawn and slipped silently into 
the stable by the back door. They had to be in here!

* * *

"Matt, this is insane. He'll kill her!" Connie wanted to run away, but 
her fascination held her riveted where she stood.

"It's completely safe," Matt said. "The whole barn will have to fall 
down before Midnight would fall on her."

Connie inspected the suspended halter again, unable to argue with Matt 
on that point. The halter was suspended by several leather straps and 
thick ropes to the huge beams that held up the stable loft. Even an 
enraged stallion wouldn't be able to break loose from it or tear it 
down. And Midnight was certainly anything but enraged. The horse stood 
on his hind legs, his front hooves up on a well-constructed wooden 
platform covered with straw. The halter held him up and motionless 
except for his hind legs and loins. He was in a rutting position, his 
long horse-cock throbbing against the floor of the platform, and except 
for an occasional snort or whinny, he was surprisingly calm for being 
in such an awkward position. He's been well-trained, Connie thought. 
He's been in this position many times before.

"Can I do it now?" Sally said. "Can I, huh?"

Sally was standing on the platform, petting the black stallion's head. 
The horse sniffed her pussymound and licked it. Sally squealed with 
girlish pleasure.

"He might not fall on her, but he'll split her in half," Connie 
protested, not quite knowing why. The truth was that as much as she 
feared for the girl, she was dying to see the stallion fuck Sally.

"I've fucked a hundred horses," Sally said. "I love it."

Matt laughed, whacking Connie on the ass. "Relax, baby, you're always 
so uptight about anything new. Just watch. Maybe after a while you'll 
want to try it yourself."

"You're crazy," Connie said.

But Matt just laughed again. "Go ahead," he said to Sally. "Show Connie 
how much fun it is."

Smirking, the young girl slid down between the stallion's front legs 
and under his ribcage. She picked up his cock and slid underneath it, 
letting it rest on her belly as she lay back, her legs dangling off the 
edge of the platform. The big erect horse-cock lay like a shiny red 
sausage on the young girl's smooth skin, almost as long as the girl's 
torso.

Sally hugged the big cock, rubbing herself against it as if she was 
making love to it. The stallion snorted, and thick fucklube leaked out 
on Sally's chest. She craned her head forward, lapping at the dribbling 
pisshole, eating the lube. The big cock flexed powerfully and Sally 
giggled.

"Grease it up; you little tease!" Matt ordered as he massaged his 
throbbing cock. "Go on, you little bitch!"

The tone of Matt's voice disturbed Connie. He no longer sounded 
playful, but was beginning to sound mean again, slightly crazed. When 
he got turned on, he became a different person.

He pushed Connie. "Help her grease it up."

"But Matt--"

"Don't argue, bitch, just help her. Man, there's nothing gets me hotter 
than a couple of bitches working on a stallion." Connie gingerly 
touched the horse-cock, surprised by its heat. She'd been a vet nearly 
ten years, but this was the first time she'd touched the erect cock of 
a horse.

"Grease it up," Matt growled. "Use your cunt-slime."

Connie trembled, as much with excitement as with fear. She reached 
between her legs, catching the slick juices that dribbled from her 
cunt. Then she rubbed them on the horse cock.

Sally used her own cuntcream to lubricate the endlessly long cock, and 
she spread the stallion's own fucklube on his cock too.

The stallion thrust occasionally, snorting more frequently. He was 
getting anxious.

"Fuck that horse!" Matt ordered. "Fuck him!"

Sally slid backward on the straw-padded platform until the end of the 
stallion's cock kissed her open crotch. Reaching forward, she got hold 
of the lube-slippery cock and rubbed it between her legs.

"Help her," Matt said to Connie. "Help her get on it."

Connie shook so hard she was almost too weak to stand up. Her heart 
slammed against her breastbone. The cuntjuice ran down her legs like 
hot sap.

The horse danced on his hind legs, snorting, whinnying, becoming more 
and more restless.

"Move it!" Matt ordered. "Before he loses his load, for christsake!"

Sally pulled on the horse-cock, trying to force it into her tight young 
pussyhole. "Help me, Connie," she panted. "Pull on me."

Connie got hold of the girl's waist and pulled. For a few seconds, 
nothing happened. Suddenly then, Sally slid forward, letting out a loud 
gasp. Connie watched in disbelief as nearly a foot of cock disappeared 
inside the young girl. It looked like an arm had been rammed up her 
cunt.

Sally arched her back, writhing, twisting her head from side to side 
and moaning.

The stallion began to thrust.

Connie stepped back, sure she was dreaming all this.

"Fuck her!" Matt said, jerking on his cock. "Fuck her guts out, you big 
black beast!"

The stallion humped, plunging his enormous cock in the young girl's 
cunt. The muscles of his flanks rippled under his glossy black coat. 
His balls swelled to the size of oranges.

Sally kicked her legs up, trying to grip the animal's flanks with them. 
Her bare feet slid up and down his black fur. Her toes clawed at his 
rippling muscles. She braced herself by gripping two steel handles, one 
handle anchored to the platform on each side of her body.

Matt had thought of everything, Connie realized. He'd constructed this 
platform and the halter contraption solely for this purpose--for his 
stallions to fuck human females.

"Ohhhhhh!" Sally whined, her glassy eyes rolling. She shivered all 
over, her toes clutching crazily at the horse's flanks.

"Look at her come!" Matt muttered, leaning close to watch the young 
girl spasm as the horsecock rammed in and out of her clutching young 
pussy.

Connie's excitement was becoming unbearable. She thrust her hand 
between her legs and started to fingerfuck herself.

As Sally's orgasm subsided, Matt leaned away from her again. He spotted 
Connie jerking off and grabbed her.

"Dirty slut! Get over here and do some work."

He pushed her toward the rear of the stallion, shoved her face under 
its tail and between its legs.

"Lick his nuts. He likes getting his nuts licked."

The smell of horse shit gagged Connie. She tried to resist, but Matt 
was forcing her face against the stallion's balls. The huge nuts 
throbbed against her lips, vibrating like twin turbines.

"Lick!" Matt growled. "Suck!"

Connie had no choice but to lap at the hairy horse-nuts while the 
animal continued fucking at Sally.

"Ohhh, fuck me!" Sally moaned. "Mmn, ohh!"

The stallion's breathing sounded like a bellows. He humped powerfully, 
plunging half his cock up the young girl's elastic young snatch.

"Now lick out his asshole!" Matt ordered, and before Connie could 
resist he had mashed her mouth to the stallion's asspucker.

Connie nearly smothered. The horse's tail was draped over her head. His 
asshole steamed in her face. She choked.

"Lick!" Matt shouted. "Shove your tongue in it!"

Anger and frustration surging through her, Connie rammed her tongue up 
the stallion's asshole flicking it wildly.

"I'm coming!" Sally whined. "Ohhh, wowwww!"

Matt released Connie so he could get a close look at Sally coming and 
Connie pushed away from the horse, the smell of its ass on her lips. 
She stood there dizzily, trying to catch her breath, to clear her mind.

Matt leaned close to Sally, watching her display of teenaged ecstasy 
while beating himself off. The stallion rammed wildly, plunging his 
cock in Sally's spasming cunt. He snorted, dancing on his hind hooves 
as his loins thrust. Suddenly, his flanks shuddered violently and Sally 
squealed.

"He's coming!" the girl gibbered. "He's squirting!" Her body jerked 
repeatedly as the stallion exploded inside her.

Connie saw thick horse-cum leaking from the girl's fucked cunt, watched 
Sally roll her eyes and squeal with pleasure.

"Goddamn!" Matt mumbled. "Goddamn!"

He turned suddenly, nearly tackling Connie and wrestling her to her 
knees. Then he grabbed her by the hair and forced his cock into her 
mouth. His cum exploded against her tonsils and he groaned with 
pleasure.

Connie swallowed to avoid choking to death. Matt pumped his cock 
roughly between her thinly stretched lips, pounding his cock head 
against her tonsils as his thick cum bathed her throat and slid down 
her gullet. As rough as he was with her, though, she couldn't help but 
enjoy the feel of his stud cock flexing and pulsing in her mouth as he 
fed her his hot load.

When he was done, he pushed her away.

The stallion had slipped his cock out of Sally, and now was restless to 
get down. Matt calmed the horse by stroking it and talking to it 
soothingly, then began to unfasten the many ropes and straps that 
attached to the halter around the animal's chest. Sally lay under the 
horse, her eyes closed, her tits rising and falling, an expression of 
pure bliss on her young face. Her legs were spread, and half hanging 
off the platform, and horse-cum was oozing from her ravaged cunthole.

The moment Matt had released the last strap from the animal's halter, 
the stallion backed up and gracefully lowered his front hooves to the 
floor. He sniffed Sally's cunt, as if inspecting the job he'd done to 
it.

Matt pulled on the animal's halter. "Come on, boy, we'll get you some 
oats and water. Nice work." Matt looked down at Connie. "While I'm 
taking Midnight back to his stall, you can clean up Sally's pussy--with 
your tongue."

Connie gave him a look of disbelief, and Matt smiled at her.

"You're out of your mind," Connie said.

Matt said nothing, just continued smiling as he led Midnight away.

Connie sat there a few moments, watching the horse-cum slowly trickle 
from Sally's pussyhole. She didn't know what was driving her, but 
without another thought, she started crawling toward the girl. She 
knelt up in front of the platform, her face level with Sally's crotch. 
Then she braced her hands on the insides of the girl's thigh, pushing 
them as wide apart as she could, and she began to lick.



Chapter 9


Billy had seen enough, had seen more than enough, had seen more than 
any boy could stand without losing his mind totally. He felt the same 
red heat he'd felt the other night in that tent in Tijuana. Every cell 
of his body tingled as if he'd become one big hard cock. He didn't care 
anymore what happened or what anybody thought. Maybe nothing would 
happen. His mom hadn't said a word about that embarrassing thing he'd 
done in the tent in Tijuana--maybe she wouldn't say a word about what 
he was going to do now. Not that it mattered. He couldn't help himself.

He stumbled out of the empty stall, leaving his hiding place and 
peephole. His athletic trunks tore as he forced them off, but he didn't 
give a damn. All that mattered was his mom's beautiful naked ass, which 
stared him in the face as he staggered toward it, half tripping as he 
stepped out of his trunks. He didn't have time to get off his 
jockstrap, not that it mattered. His cock and balls were out one side 
of the elastic pouch, naked and ready for action.

He glimpsed his mother's face as she turned it away from between 
Sally's legs, saw the horse-cum dripping from her lips, saw the look on 
her face as if she'd seen a ghost. He couldn't let that expression 
bother him, though. Focusing all his attention on her sexy ass, he 
dropped down behind her and rammed his cock between her legs. He 
couldn't believe how wet she was. He couldn't believe he was doing 
this. He found her cunt and rammed his cock up it to the hilt, grinding 
his belly against her full round ass. Her ass-skin felt like hot silk. 
Her cunt felt indescribable around his rigid cock! He'd never felt so 
good in his life and he started to fuck.

* * *

Connie was sure now that this was all a dream. This couldn't be 
happening! That huge stiff cock plunging in her cunt couldn't be that 
of her own son.

Billy moaned. His arms hugged her around the belly. His hard abdomen 
smacked her ass again and again. His cock pistoned inside her like an 
oiled cylinder. The feeling was incredible. How could any dream feel 
this real, this good! How could any phantom cock be that hard, that 
hot?

"Lick my pussy," Sally hissed. "Hi, Billy, you're being naughty."

"Shut up!" Billy said, his breath hot on Connie's naked shoulder.

"Mother-fucker!" Sally taunted.

"I said, shut up!" Billy growled. Connie knew now she wasn't imagining 
anything. The sound of her son's voice was too real. The smell of his 
breath was real. Pleasure saturated her loins and she wiggled her ass 
excitedly, fucking her son's cock.

Sally shoved her naked toes in Billy's face. "Lick my toes, Billy."

"Shut up!" the boy said as Sally rubbed his cheeks with her fool and 
tried to wiggle her toes into his mouth.

"Suck 'em," Sally said. "They're hot."

To Connie's surprise, the boy opened his mouth, letting the girl feed 
him her toes. He munched, sucking, licking.

"Oooh, that feels sexy!" Sally cooed. She reached between her legs, 
opening up her pussy wide. "Come on, Connie, lick."

The aroma of teenaged cunt and horse-cum poured from the girl's open 
cunt like hot steam, and Connie felt drugged. She started to lick 
again, sucking out the strong-flavored horse-cum, chewing on the young 
girl's puffed-up pussy-slabs.

"Oh Mom, you're so sexy!" Billy mumbled. "Oh wow!"

He bucked against her ass, riding her wildly, pistoning his cock inside 
her. His tight belly clapped against her ass and his cock squished 
rhythmically in her clutching pussy.

"Oh, Billy!" Connie moaned, her mouth full of hot pussymeat. "Oh Billy, 
fuck me!"

She sucked hard on Sally's insatiable young cunt, swallowing horse-cum 
and girlish fuck juices. Her sucking caused her own cunt to tighten and 
contract just as it was causing Sally's to. As her pussy clutched 
rhythmically at her son's sliding cock, she heard him moan and she 
moaned with him.

"Eat my toes!" Sally hissed. "Suck my pussy! It feels so good!"

Billy munched on the young girl's toes, humping faster against his 
mother's hot ass. Connie plunged her tongue up Sally's cunt, twisting 
it in circles, trying to hit all the sensitive crevices of the girl's 
quivering cuntal walls.

"Eeeeeeeh!" Sally squealed. "I'm coming!"

And she arched up, grinding her cunt in Connie's mouth, ejecting horse-
cum and pussycream from her spasm-wracked pussy-hole.

The girl's orgasm seemed to pass into Connie's mouth, thrilling 
Connie's lips and tongue. As Sally's spasming cunt sucked Connie's 
nipples quivered, tingly and tight and hard. Connie churned her ass, 
grinding her cunt around and around on Billy's cock. She felt spasms 
beginning in her loins.

"Ohhhhh Mommmmmm!" Billy's cock flexed powerfully and he exploded his 
cum deep into her womb.

"Billy!" she gasped, and, she exploded with him.

"Ohhhhhh!" they moaned in unison, the pleasure whirling through their 
coupled fuck meat, Billy's sizzling cum spurting repeatedly into 
Connie's contracting cunt.

The boy had a powerful squirt that thrilled Connie. She loved the 
feeling of his cock flexing inside her, swelling and contracting and 
filling her full of hot cum.

"Nice show," said a voice that startled them all.

Connie swung around to see Matt. He had a funny grin on his face--that 
crazed look again, and the look he got when he was sexually excited. In 
his right hand he held his erect cock which he was slowly massaging. 
His other hand gripped the halter of a chestnut stallion, which was 
sniffing the air, its long red cock hanging out of its sheath and 
throbbing.

Matt shook his head. "Imagine you, Connie, fucking your own son! What's 
this world coming to?"

"I fucked her," Billy said proudly.

"I'm sure you did," said Matt. "But it takes two to fuck, doesn't it?" 
His eyes never left Connie's face, and his wicked grin never left his 
own face.

He led the stallion farther into the triple-sized stall. Connie could 
see that it was wearing the same halter that had been on Midnight, its 
buckles and loops ready to be attached to the straps and ropes dangling 
from the overhead beams.

"Get out of the way, you little whore!" Matt grabbed Sally's foot and 
nearly yanked her off the platform. "All right, Samson, up you go.

He lifted slightly on the halter, and the stallion reared up 
gracefully, planting its front hooves on the platform. The stallion's 
cock flexed up, knocking against the edge of the platform and Matt told 
Sally to adjust it. The young girl lifted the big cock, bending it 
sideways to clear the edge of the platform, then laid it in the straw 
on the floor of the wooden structure.

Matt guided the horse closer, until the hanging straps and rope lined 
up with their points of attachment on the halter. Sally helped him 
secure the fastenings, then started to climb up onto the platform.

"And what do you think you're doing, young lady?" Matt said as he 
grabbed Sally by her hips, rubbing his hard cock against her wiggling 
young ass.

"I wanna fuck Samson," the girl said.

"You might want to, but you're not going to," said Matt, glancing 
sideways at Connie. "I think a woman who fucks her own son oughta know 
what it's like to fuck a prize stallion."

Connie's first impulse was to turn and run. But she just stood there 
shaking, her eyes on the magnificent throbbing cock of the restless 
stallion. Billy's warm cum oozed from her cunt and dribbled down her 
legs.

Matt glanced down as Connie squeezed her thighs together. "Come on, 
baby, you're dying for it, and you're all greased up already. Now's the 
time, bitch. You'll never be readier."



Chapter 10


Matt pushed Sally aside and extended his arm to take Connie's trembling 
hand. Connie let him pull her toward the horse. She felt as if she were 
moving in a slow-motion dream, her thighs slipping against each other, 
greased with her own son's cum. More cum oozed from her asshole--
Matt's. The stallion awaited her, its cock throbbing like a long shiny 
snake above the edge of the platform. Connie had never felt more 
filthy.

"Get up there, you dirty bitch." Matt slapped her on the ass and 
boosted her up.

She crawled onto the straw, her tits swollen and dangling heavily. The 
huge face of the stallion stared down at her as the animal sniffed her, 
his nostrils flaring and dripping.

"Give him a whiff of your ass," Matt said. "Damn, you look hot up 
there!"

Connie backed her ass up to the horse's nostrils, letting him plaster 
them to her ass and crotch and inhale her sex-scent. The animal 
snorted, sniffed, snorted again. His long fat tongue came out and 
flapped against her crotch, then up between her asscheeks.

Connie caught her breath, moaned softly, her entire ass throbbing with 
excitement and pleasure. The horse's tongue slithered up and down 
between her ass-cheeks, between her cuntslabs, lapping up cum and 
female juices. Connie put her head down on the straw, looking down 
under her body, past her huge hanging tits, between her legs. Behind 
her, the enormous cock of the stallion flexed up and down, quivering 
and dripping.

He wants to fuck me, she thought, as if only now realizing the full 
extent of what was happening. Oh God! Her cunt contracted, pussyjuice 
and Billy's cum bubbling out of it and running down her legs before the 
horse could catch it with his tongue.

The stallion snorted fiercely, thrusting his cock at the air. His 
pisshole was wide open, fucklube oozing from it like a clear honey.

"Grease it for her," Matt ordered, and Sally moved under the stallion's 
heaving flanks to assist.

The girl tugged at Connie's ankle. "Move back."

As Connie backed up on all fours, the horse lapped at her back, sending 
goosebumps and chills running up and down her flesh. She got completely 
under the stallion, maintaining a shaky balance on all fours. The heat 
radiating from the huge beast enveloped her, made her start to sweat. 
She gasped as Sally reached between her legs, catching cuntcream and 
cum, which Sally then rubbed onto the horse's cock.

The young girl muttered to herself as she worked, talking about how big 
and hard Samson's prick was. She coated the huge horse cock not only 
with the fluids from Connie's cunt, but with those from her own. Then 
she lifted the cock and rubbed its knob up and down Connie's cunt 
furrow. The stallion's hot lube trickled between Connie's cuntslabs, 
which felt as if they were going to explode.

"So, you want it on all fours," Matt said. He was standing close by, 
pumping on his cock. "You're a real pretty mare, Connie. You and Samson 
were made for each other."

Matt's words should have infuriated Connie, but instead they excited 
her even more. She was a mare now, a mare in heat and about to be 
mounted by a stallion.

"Do it," Connie moaned, her fuck-itch driving her out of her mind. "Oh, 
do it!"

She wiggled her ass, trying to impale her cunt on the stallion's cock. 
The horse snorted, ramming at her.

"Hold still!" Matt shouted. "Connie, you've gotta hold still till it's 
in. Help her, Sally."

Giggling, Sally caught the stallion's cock again and guided it against 
Connie's half-open cunt. "Back up," the girl said.

Connie applied pressure, backing up hard against the horsecock, trying 
to impale herself on it again. She held her breath as her cuntlips 
spread, stretching around the stallion's enormous prickknob. It won't 
go in, she thought. It's too big!

The stallion rammed.

Connie's mouth gaped in a silent scream. The pressure was unbearable. 
It felt as if a baseball bat had been rammed inside her.

"It's in!" Sally gibbered excitedly. "Oh, it's in!"

"Fuck that bitch!" Matt growled. "Man oh man, fuck that hot fucking 
mare!"

Samson's powerful loins thrust. His cock flexed, nearly lifting Connie 
off the platform.

"Oh God!" Connie gasped. "Oh, oh!"

The huge prick plunged inside her, reaming her out wide and deep. She 
was sure at least a foot of horsecock was repeatedly ramming in and out 
of her cunt.

He's killing me, she thought. He's splitting me in half.

But she couldn't move, couldn't do anything but brace herself and let 
the horse fuck her. It was as if the platform were magnetically glued 
to her hands and knees. She felt the animal's glossy fur rubbing 
against her naked back, felt the heat of his body penetrating her 
flesh. Her ass felt hugely swollen. Her loins felt as if they would 
explode.

"Ohhh Goddd!" she moaned. "Ohhhhh!"

Matt was masturbating excitedly; leaning close to watch the cock of his 
prize breeding stallion plunging in Connie's cunt. Sally tried to suck 
his cock, but he violently knocked the young girl away.

"Fuck that bitch, fuck that mare!" he muttered as if crazed, his hand 
jerking up and down his hard cock.

Connie tossed her head from side to side and caught a glimpse of Sally 
lying on the ground where Matt had knocked her. Connie saw Billy 
sitting nearby, his mouth gaping, his eyes wide and glazed-looking, his 
hand a blur on his rampant young prick.

Connie felt a moment of total shame and embarrassment. In her lust for 
the stallion, she'd all but forgot about Billy. Here she was, fucking a 
horse while her own son watched! She had no time to dwell on her shame, 
however, for Samson was becoming wilder and more excited with every 
snorting fuck-thrust.

The chestnut stallion pawed with his front hooves, danced on his hind 
hooves. His loins swung with a fast rhythm as he humped, plunging his 
cock again and again into Connie's cunt.

He's magnificent, Connie thought. So powerful. Oh, he's so good!

She'd never been fucked like this before, didn't think she could ever 
be fucked this well again. The horse-cock plunged deep into her womb, 
deeper than any human cock had ever penetrated. Its head was as big as 
a fist, its shaft as big around as Matt's forearm. The magnificent 
prick stretched out every fluffy fold of Connie's cuntal walls, sending 
the most pleasurable sensations Connie had ever felt whirling through 
her loins.

The horse was in a fucking frenzy, whinnying, grunting, slicing his 
cock like a long sword in and out of Connie's body. She could feel his 
hot fucklube running into her hugely reamed cunt, could feel the skin 
of his cock sending millions of tiny electrical prickles into her 
cuntmeat. As his massive prick slid in and out of her, hot cunt cream 
bubbled from her ravaged pussyhole and ran down the insides of her 
legs. Her fuck-tension rushed to a head and she couldn't control it.

"I'm coming!" she gasped. Oh God, I'm coming!"

She felt the sensations beginning simultaneously in her loins, in her 
nipples, and in her fingers and toes. Her clit swelled, becoming as 
large and hard as one of her nipples. Daggers of electricity stabbed 
the end of her cut as similar sensations tortured her nipples and toes. 
Her cunt contracted, nearly cramping, and she felt as if she were 
swimming in a pool of ecstasy.

"Ohhhhhhhhh!" she whined. "Ohhhhh!"

Samson rammed her clutching cunt, fucking his cock in so deep that 
Connie panted like a woman giving birth. His prick stretched her 
spasming fuckmeat until she almost screamed. Her orgasm renewed itself, 
torturing her with a new series of spasms and toe-curling pleasure. 
Samson let out a loud snort and exploded inside her.

The spurts drilled her womb, as forceful as hot water gushing from a 
hose. She gasped with each explosion, sure that at any moment horse-cum 
would be squirting from her gaping mouth. The cum was shockingly hot, 
and its heat saturated every cell of her loins. The stallion's load was 
so profuse that his cum was running out of her cunt before he'd 
finished pumping out his load.

Connie rotated her ass, churning her cunt around and around on Samson's 
shuddering, spurting horse-cock. It felt so good that she found herself 
suddenly giggling like a giddy young girl. As Samson oozed the last of 
his load inside her, he pulled out and immediately started trying to 
break loose of his halter. Connie fell forward, mashing her tits to the 
straw bed, too exhausted to care whether the stallion and the entire 
stable loft crashed down on her.

"God damn, I'm hot!" Matt said. "God damn!"

Connie turned her head to the side to see Matt move toward Sally and 
Billy. Billy had the young girl pinned to the ground, grinding his 
chest against her young tits as he bounced between her legs, ramming 
his cock in and out of her cunt.

Sally, her eyes rolling with pleasure, embraced the lust-maddened boy, 
clawing at his ass with her toenails, and at his upper back with her 
fingernails. Matt looked as if he were going to drop down and ram his 
cock down the girl's throat. He didn't move quick enough, however, 
because suddenly he let out a moan as cum erupted form his cock.

Matt's hand pumped fiercely as his cum rained down on the coupled 
teenagers, splatting like hot wax all over Billy's back and Sally's 
face. The shower of cum appeared to excite the rutting teenagers even 
more, as Billy's fucking became more wild and Sally nearly drew blood 
with her nails.

Matt turned away, milking the last cum from his softening cock. 
"Animals," he said. "Nothing but animals!"

He moved to the horse, his cock hanging long and heavy, cum dripping 
from the end of it. As he unfastened the ropes from Samson's halter, he 
told Connie to move out of the way so she wouldn't get stepped on.

"Samson's a little unpredictable sometimes," Matt said.

Connie crawled on her belly until she was out of range of the 
stallion's front hooves. As Matt released the horse and let him down, 
Connie glanced at the stallion's cock. It hung from its sheath, shiny 
with horse-cum and her own fuckjuices. As Matt led it away, Connie 
watched Matt's cock and Samson's cock swing heavily, and she couldn't 
help but think that the cocks of men and those of horses looked 
amazingly similar.

"Fuck me, Billy, oh fuck me!"

Sally was squirming under the boy, wiggling her ass in the straw as 
Billy pistoned his teen-aged cock in her sucking young cunt.

Connie turned her attention back to her rutting son and the little 
nymphomaniac underneath him. The boy's eyes rolled drunkenly. He humped 
as fast as a dog. Sally's cunt was obviously tight enough to drive him 
crazy with pleasure as he worked his stiff cock inside it.

Amazing, Connie thought. The girl had been fucked by a horse-cock only 
a short time ago, by a cock as thick and long as an arm, and now her 
teenaged pussyhole was so tightened up again Billy couldn't get enough 
of it.

"Yeah!" Billy mumbled. "Yeah, oh yeah!" The long muscles alongside his 
spine tensed and undulated like snakes as he swung his pelvis, fucking, 
fucking, fucking. His ass-cheeks dimpled rhythmically. The obscene 
sounds of squishing and sucking came from the fuckhole he was thrusting 
into. Sally's cunt was still a pool of horse-cum inside, and her young 
pussyhole was as talented as a whore's mouth.

'Give it to her,' Connie thought. Ram the dirty little slut! For some 
reason, Connie took delight in watching her virile young son, 
pleasuring his big cock in the little nympho's pussy. It pleased her to 
see the boy's muscles all working in unison as he drove his cock like a 
jackhammer. She could sense his pleasure.

Sally writhed under the boy, her toes clutching his asscheeks, her eyes 
rolled back to white slits She tossed her head from side to side on the 
yellow straw, gasping with pleasure as her pussy spasmed and as Billy 
gnawed at her neck like a vampire.

Connie could hardly believe that the girl was coming again. The girl 
was insatiable, totally obsessed with pleasure, her cunt having orgasm 
after orgasm after orgasm. Sally had surely experienced at least a 
dozen orgasms within the last hour, and the girl gave no signs of 
slowing down. Connie had a flash of memory--of Sam screwing Trixie 
Smith the papergirl. Connie knew without a doubt that Trixie had been 
just as insatiable. Lucky Sam, Connie thought.

Billy was laboring away, fucking as if his cock were made of wood and 
he could last all day. Connie wondered whether the boy had already shot 
a load into the girl and was now working toward another orgasm of his 
own.

Sally let her arms and legs drop, letting Billy rut at her as if she 
were a sex-toy. The boy pushed up with his arms, bridging himself over 
her as he bore down, ramming with his tight loins, plunging his cock in 
her fluid-oozing cunthole. The muscles of his slender body stood out as 
if carved in stone, his skin shiny with sweat. His hair fell over his 
eyes. He panted as he fucked, putting all his concentration and energy 
into driving his cock like a torpedo up the young girl's juicy pussy.

"Huh, huh, huh!" he grunted, knifing his cock faster and faster, 
wiggling his ass.

Sally squirmed under him, her toes clutching crazily, her eyes making 
wobbly rotations in their sockets. She let her arms and legs lie, 
however, not reaching up to clamp them around the boy. It was as if her 
arms and legs were tied down and she was being raped.

Billy's ass became a blur. His cock knifed like a piston in a racing 
stock car. He snapped his head back, his eyes showing only white, his 
mouth gaping. His skinny body shuddered, then started to jerk. He 
whimpered as he fucked his load into Sally's body.

Sally moaned, arching her loins up toward him. She grabbed her nipples 
and twisted on them, squirming madly under the grunting, spurting boy. 
Her eyes rolled back and she started to shiver.

"I'm coming," she whispered. "Mmmmmmm! Squirt it!"

Billy churned his spurting cock inside her and she writhed under him as 
if his prick were an electrified drill bit. The boy remained bridged 
over her, his back arched, his loins grinding, until the quivering of 
his flanks subsided. Then he collapsed on the girl with a satisfied 
sigh. Sally wrapped her arms and legs around him, purring like a 
kitten.

Matt's right, Connie thought. They are animals. Maybe we're all 
animals!



Chapter 11


Connie woke up, hungry for a taste of more cock. She stretched, then 
climbed out of bed. Without bothering to put a robe on over her naked 
body, she went down the hall to the bathroom, her tits bouncing, her 
pussylips working together as she walked. Her pussylips were 
perpetually swollen these days, her cunt wet and hot.

She sat on the toilet and pissed, getting a thrill even from ejecting 
the hot yellow fluid. Her pussy tingled as the piss hissed out. She 
yawned, thinking that maybe this morning she ought to go back to bed 
and catch a few extra winks instead of going to the office so early. 
But then she thought of the German shepherd that had been brought in 
yesterday and immediately forgot about going back to bed.

The animal was perfectly healthy, but she'd told the owner she'd like 
to keep it in the office kennel a few days, "for observation." She 
didn't tell him that what she wanted to observe, and even service, was 
that hot red piece of dogcock between the animal's legs.

Connie, you're becoming a complete and hopeless pervert, she told 
herself. But aren't you having the fun! It was really too bad, she 
thought, that she hadn't discovered the thrill of bestiality years ago, 
as a young girl like Sally. Well, better late than never. And she was 
fast making up for what she'd missed in the past.

"Thank you, Matt," she said, getting up and flushing the toilet.

If Matt hadn't kept after her, if he hadn't taken her to Tijuana three 
weeks ago, she'd still be depressed over the divorce from Sam and 
living in constant sexual frustration. Now she felt more liberated and 
satisfied than she'd ever dreamed was possible.

"Thank you, Matt," she said again. "And thank you, Billy."

She'd never forget her shock and her joy at looking over her shoulder 
that day in Matt's stable to see her hard-cocked son come at her from 
behind and mount her. Just the memory of it gave her such a thrill that 
she could almost get off.

She left the bathroom and headed for Billy's room, swallowing the 
saliva that kept filling her mouth. She pushed his door open and 
entered his room, going straight to his bed. The boy lay on his back, 
apparently sound asleep. Connie peeled the sheet off him. His cock lay 
on his belly, pointing at his navel, hard and fat and throbbing. Every 
morning since that wild day at Matt's when Billy had first fucked her, 
Connie had come into his bedroom like this and uncovered his naked body 
and every morning his young cock had been hard as stone.

She leaned over and kissed his cock, then his balls, enjoying his musky 
boyish scent. He gasped in his sleep as his cock flexed up, glued to 
her kissing lips. She kissed his small brown nipples, then nuzzled down 
into his armpits.

He mumbled groggily, then raised his arms, pillowing his head in his 
clasped hands and exposing his armpits. He sighed, keeping his eyes 
closed, as Connie licked his salty armpits with their sprigs of 
sprouting blondish hair.

She kissed his lips, then moved down to lie on the bed between his legs 
and give him his morning blow-job. As she lifted his cock and wrapped 
her lips around it, the boy arched up, stretching and sighing. She 
swallowed his big prick nearly to its base, taking its head deep in her 
throat, and the boy shivered all over.

"Suck it," he mumbled, lying there passively and totally relaxed. "Give 
it a good suck, Mom."

Connie bobbed her head, twirling her wet tongue up and down the 
backside of Billy's teenaged cock. As she worked on the huge cylinder 
of fuckmeat, it pulsed powerfully in her mouth and Billy began to gasp 
and squirm.

"Play with my balls," the boy mumbled. Connie caressed and gently 
squeezed her son's hairless balls. They felt spongy but firm, and they 
throbbed between her fingers. She tickled the sensitive skin all around 
the nutsac, then slipped her finger down to stimulate the boy's 
asspucker. The hot little pucker quivered against her fingertip as she 
rubbed it.

"Mmn, wow, yeah!" the boy moaned, humping up into Connie's mouth, 
working his cock in her throat.

She sucked; munched, licked, enjoying the feel of the boy's big prick 
throbbing in her mouth and of his cock-arteries twitching against her 
upper lip. As she sucked, she continued to probe the boy's asspucker. 
His asshole was moist and hot, and suddenly her finger slipped inside 
it, as if his asshole were a mouth that had sucked her finger in.

The boy arched up, squirming, moaning.

Connie rubbed his prostate gland with her finger, felt it swelling, 
felt Billy's cock harden like steel. She undulated her throat muscles, 
flapped her tongue, slipped her wet lips up and down his prickshaft. At 
the same time, she pumped her finger in and out of his asshole.

The boy arched up again, groaning loudly, fucking her throat. His 
prostate contracted, his prick flexed, and hot cum streamed down 
Connie's throat.

"Ohhhh Mommmm, ohhhh suck it!" Billy shook all over as he fed Connie 
his jism.

Connie cooed as she swallowed, hungry for as much boyish spunk as Billy 
could feed her.

He settled back finally, all fucked out, and Connie gently sucked his 
softening cock, milking the cum from the pisstube. She held his cock in 
her mouth for several minutes. "I've gotta piss, Mom," Billy said 
finally.

Connie gave a suck to his soft cock, clamping her lips around its base. 
The boy's silky pubic hair tickled her nose.

Billy sighed. His prick made a little jump and suddenly Connie's mouth 
was filled with hot piss. She almost choked at the first taste of the 
tart fluid, but she forced herself to swallow. After a few gulps she 
was enjoying the taste and she sucked down Billy's piss as fast as he 
squirted it. Connie sucked his cock a few seconds longer, feeling it 
begin to swell, and immediately let go.

"You can suck it off again, if you want," Billy said.

She leaned over and kissed him. "Save it for after school, darling. 
I've gotta get to the office."

She gave his half-hard cock a loving squeeze, then got up to leave. 
Billy opened his eyes, taking in every inch of her nude body

"Let me fuck you, Mom."

"Save it for after school," Connie said. "Don't go jerking off."

"I'll try not to," the boy said.

Connie had to force herself to leave the room. She really would have 
enjoyed riding Billy's hot cock. She purposely visualized that studly 
German shepherd waiting for her at the office, and the vision helped 
push her out of Billy's room and back into her own, where she dressed 
with fumbling, shaking fingers.

* * *

Connie led the German shepherd from the kennel wing of her office into 
her largest examining room. The dog was well-behaved, except for the 
way he constantly tried to shove his snout under her skirt.

"What's the matter, boy?" she teased. "Smell something interesting?"

She locked the door of the examining room, ordered the dog to sit, and 
began to undress. He watched her like any male would who was watching a 
woman strip. His eyes followed each article of her clothing as she 
removed it, then fell on the bare skin she'd exposed. He panted, his 
long tongue dangling and dripping. Connie thrilled to the sight of his 
long red cock standing upright out of its sheath as the animal sat on 
its haunches.

By the time she'd removed her panties, standing completely nude in 
front of the dog, the fuckjuices were running down her legs and the 
animal was sniffing fiercely. She was afraid he might spring at her.

"Stay!" she ordered, moving toward him slowly. She got up close, 
pushing her cunt toward the dog's snout.

The dog let out a small whimper and started to lick.

"Good boy," she said. "Good boy."

She spread her legs, half squatting. She tugged apart her pussylips, 
allowing the dog to lap between them. The animal licked as if he'd been 
starving for weeks and as if Connie's pussycream were the sweetest 
honey.

Connie had trouble maintaining her balance. As the hot sensations swept 
through her pussy, dizziness swept through her head. She hugged the 
cool linoleum floor with her toes, fighting not to topple over as she 
wiggled her ass and rubbed her steaming crotch in the dog's mouth.

The dog started to growl, to nip with his fangs at Connie's swollen 
cuntmeat. As his sharp teeth jabbed her puffed up pussyslabs, it was 
like an electric current shooting into her cunt. The dog's tongue 
lapped deep between her cuntlips and up over her erect clit and Connie 
went into spasms.

"Ohhhhh yesssss!" she moaned, shaking all over as the hot feelings 
streamed through her loins. Her flow of fuckcream increased, and she 
fed it to the eagerly lapping dog.

The dog reared up suddenly, planting his paws on her shoulders and 
ramming his hot prick between her legs She was still trembling with her 
orgasm, so she wrapped her arms around the furry beast for support, not 
caring that he was clawing her shoulders. The dog lapped at her face, 
and she opened her mouth, allowing his huge dripping dog-tongue to 
slide into it.

Then she sucked on his tongue, grinding herself against him. His 
slippery prick slithered between her cuntlips, feeling to her like a 
sizzling wet snake. She clung to the dog, rubbing her tits against his 
furry chest, sucking on his tongue, enjoying the feel of him as he 
rutted at her. As her spasms passed away, however, she immediately 
forced the dog to dismount.

"Take it easy," she said. "You don't wanna lose your load yet, do ya, 
boy? Huh?" She petted the whimpering animal, forcing him to stay down. 
"Good boy. Good boy. Just calm down."

The dog's muscles quivered. She knew he was ready to do almost anything 
to relieve his bestial lust. Quickly, she led him over to the examining 
table and made him rear up and rest his paws on top of it. He was 
standing on his hind legs now, his front paws braced on the table top. 
Saliva dripped from his hanging tongue. The room reeked of hot dog. 
Connie slipped down between the dog's legs and the table. Kneeling, 
sitting back on her heels, she leaned forward, letting the hot red 
dogcock slide into her mouth.

The dog whimpered, humping wildly, pistoning his cock between Connie's 
lips. The dogcock was incredibly smooth and slippery, about six inches 
long, but quite slender compared to a man's cock. The taste of it was 
potently musky. Even now, after having sucked dozens of dogcocks over 
the last few weeks, Connie had to hold her breath for a few moments to 
allow herself to accept the strong flavor, which, like Billy's piss, 
could cause her to gag at first.

The dogcock rubbed pleasure into her mouth and lips, and within seconds 
Connie was excited enough that she not only tolerated the flavor of the 
dogcock, but enjoyed it, wishing it were even more potently tasty.

The dog panted almost as fast as he humped. His hot prickhead stabbed 
at Connie's tonsils. His salty fucklube ran down her throat. She made a 
tight ring of her lips and let the dog fuck.

He was getting close. From the way his prick hardened and quivered, 
Connie knew he'd be shooting off before too long. She wished she could 
control the dog in some way, but knew it was impossible. He longed for 
that hot orgasmic feeling, and he would drive on until he attained it.

Connie reached forward to cup and tickle his balls. Though smaller, the 
dog-nuts felt just like Billy's nuts. She pushed her hand farther 
between the dog's legs to attempt something she'd never tried before. 
If Billy enjoyed getting a finger up his ass, maybe this dog would too. 
She found his asspucker and started twisting the tip of her finger into 
it.

The dog danced on his hind legs, letting out little yelps.

Connie kept twisting her finger and pushing. The dog's asspucker 
relaxed and her finger slipped in him to the hilt. He let out a howl 
and ejaculated, squirting hot cum straight down her throat.

Connie sucked, swallowing the bitter-tasting dogcum. The burning prick 
flexed in her mouth like a hard finger. Stream after stream of dogcum 
shot from the animal's prick, filling Connie's mouth and throat. She 
gagged a few times, but managed to swallow every drop before the dog 
stopped shooting.

And all the while he was coming, she twisted her finger in his hot 
asshole, torturing his prostate gland until he let out a long pained 
howl. The moment he finished pumping out his load, he jumped down from 
his two-legged stance, popping his cock out of Connie's mouth in the 
process.

Connie caught the dog. Kneeling beside him, she stroked him all over, 
kissed him, nibbled on his ears and licked inside them.

"You're such a beautiful stud, I could just eat you up! Do you like 
Connie, boy? Would you like to fuck Connie? Would ya, huh?"

She made love to the dog as he sat on his haunches enjoying all her 
petting and kissing and attention. Connie stroked him for at least five 
minutes, enjoying her love-making herself, but getting hotter by the 
moment.

She got up on her hands and knees, turning her ass to the dog. She 
arched her back and wiggled her ass, wafting her steamy female scent at 
him. She watched with excitement as the animal's prick suddenly rose 
from its hairy sheath, all red and hot and dripping with fucklube. As 
the dog reared to his hind legs to mount her, she couldn't help 
squealing out loud.

The dog held her around the waist with his large paws, gripping with 
his claws. His furry loins rubbed against her ass as he stabbed his 
prick at her cunt.

Connie tried to keep from squirming so the animal could gain entry, but 
she had a hard time controlling her itchy ass, which wiggled as if it 
had a mind of its own.

The dog's claws sank in deeper, nearly breaking Connie's skin and 
thrilling her even more. She enjoyed the mild pain. The dog growled as 
he rammed his prick at her cunt, which was a moving target. Connie 
reached back with her left hand, gripping one side of her ass in an 
attempt to both steady her ass and open herself up more for the dog. 
She succeeded. The dog's cock slipped inside her, and they were joined 
at last.

"Oh baby, fuck me!" she moaned. "Make me feel it, you big beautiful 
beast, oh yes!"

She braced herself on all fours as the heavy dog rammed at her ass. His 
prick felt incredibly hot and slippery inside her and it pistoned so 
fast that her cuntlips burned. The dogcock was slender and pointed, 
great for jabbing at sensitive spots in her cunt and causing hot 
electrical thrills to torture her cuntmeat.

Connie rotated her ass, rubbing it against the animal's furry loins. 
The feel of the fur excited her. She glanced over her shoulder at the 
rutting beast, half-surprised to see him. She'd fucked a lot of dogs 
these last few weeks, but she still found the sight of a dog mounted on 
her ass something of a shock. It still just didn't seem real.

The German shepherd panted, his long tongue dangling and drooling spit 
on Connie's lower back. As his dick pistoned inside her, the fuckjuices 
bubbled from her clutching fuck hole and dribbled down her legs. The 
dog growled, fucking wildly.

"Oh baby, you make me feel so good!" Connie moaned. "I'm coming, oh 
God!"

The orgasm was mild, short, and very sweet. She gasped with each 
contraction and felt slightly dizzy. As her pussy sucked the dog's 
cock, he fucked in earnest, driving toward climax, but Connie wasn't 
ready for his load yet. They were just getting started. Still spasming, 
she gathered all her strength and lunged away from the animal. He 
followed along, walking on his hind legs, humping, gripping with his 
claws, but Connie cut to the side and he lost his mount.

Whimpering, the animal tried to mount her again, and Connie giggled, 
aware of how this must look. She'd seen studs trying to mount reluctant 
bitches many times, and each time the sight had been humorous. Well, 
here she was, the reluctant bitch herself!

The dog was insistent. He was going to mount her again.

Connie toyed with him, breaking away each time he gained a hold on her 
ass and tried to penetrate her again. She enjoyed the stud's frustrated 
whimperings. The game had its penalties, however. Her ass and lower 
back were being gouged mercilessly by the dog's claws. At last, she'd 
had enough clawing, and she feared the shepherd might lose control and 
bite her, so she stood up, bracing her hands on top of the examining 
table and leaning slightly forward.

The dog reared up high, mounting her again, dropping his large padded 
paws on her shoulders. His humid breath bathed the back of her neck and 
gave her chills. His cock knifed at her crotch, but she wasn't bending 
over far enough for it to enter her pussy.

Reaching back, she spread her asscheeks. The dogcock stabbed between 
them, its hot tip ramming her asspucker. Keeping her asscheeks spread 
with one hand, she grasped the slippery dogcock with the other and 
forced it into her asshole. The dog growled as she squeezed his cock, 
then groaned as it slipped up her asshole.

Connie braced herself again, cooing as the hairy beast rutted at her 
asshole. "Oh baby, fuck my ass! Mmn, give it to me!"

The dog lay against her back. Even through his thick coat, she could 
feel his hard nipples pressing into her skin. His claws gripped her 
shoulders near the sides of her neck and he lapped at her back, humping 
relentlessly at her ass.

Connie felt itchy thrills throughout her asshole and loins. She felt 
prickling sensations in her nipples and even in the soles of her feet. 
She'd always loved getting a hot cock up the ass, and she found it 
extra exciting, to be ass fucked by a German shepherd. The slipperiness 
and sizzling heat of the dogcock made up for its lack of size, and the 
furriness of the animal against her back made her shiver repeatedly as 
her excitement mounted.

Dogspit drooled on her shoulders like warm glue, dribbling down over 
her tits. She reached up, rubbing the spit on her nipples, getting her 
cherries all shiny and hot. As she played with her tits, delicious 
fuck-thrills filled her loins. She reached down and slipped a finger up 
her cunt, rubbing her hand deeply between her cuntlips, stimulating her 
clit. Her crotch throbbed, on fire, and she knew she could come at any 
time.

"Fuck me!" she gibbered. "Fuck my asshole, you big dirty mutt! Squirt 
that hot jizz inside me, you rutting beast!"

She churned her ass, rubbing it at the animal's furry belly, fucking 
her asshole on his ramming dogcock. The dog growled.

"Oh fuck me, you big furry animal!" Connie moaned. "Fuck that dogcock 
in my asshole, you beast! Shoot your jizz up my shit hole! I wanna feel 
it!"

The dog tightened his hold on her, sinking his claws in deeper, hugging 
her against him as he humped his loins and pistoned his burning prick. 
Her asshole became an inferno, its walls undulating, its pucker forming 
a tight, sucking ring around the dog's prick. As Connie ass fucked the 
dog's cock, she clawed at her juicy crotch, finger-fucking herself, 
masturbating her clit. The heat and tension saturated Connie's asshole 
and loins, streamed down her legs and up her spine.

"Shoot it!" she gasped, tingling all over. "Shoot it quick!"

She rammed her ass back and forth, fucking herself on the dog's bone-
hard cock. She turned her head to the side, attempting to kiss the 
beast on the mouth. His tongue lapped all over her cheek, slid into her 
gaping mouth. She sucked his tongue, felt his prick flex inside her, 
saw his eyes glaze over.

He exploded inside her, sending hot spurts into the depths of her 
bowels. As he climaxed, he whimpered, his large furry body shuddering. 
His cock quivered and squirmed, squirting one round of dog jism after 
another, filling her guts, filling her asshole.

In her excitement, Connie nearly rammed her fist up her cunt. The 
moment the first stream of dogcum surged into her asshole, she tore at 
her pussy with her fingernails and brought herself off. The pleasure 
exploded in her loins and hot pussyjuice gushed into her grinding hand.

"Ohhhhhhh yesssssss!" she whined.

The dog half-growled, half-howled as his initial spurts shot into her 
guts, then whimpered as her spasming asshole nearly sucked his prick 
out of his loins. They clung together, wracked with mutual pleasure, 
Connie writhing under the rutting dog, the dog shuddering as he crushed 
himself against her.

"Squirt!" she gasped. "Give me it all! Oh, give me every drop!"

Connie felt dog-jism filling her and cooed with satisfaction. Orgasmic 
spasms gnawed through her loins and she whined like a mating bitch, 
which she knew she was.



Chapter 12


Connie let her car fly. The moment she left town she eased down the 
accelerator pedal and let the power of the engine fly her through the 
country side, over the hills of pastures and meadows and farm fields. 
Her hair trailed behind her in the wind rushing through her window. She 
checked her watch, seeing that she was right on schedule. She'd be at 
Matt's place within minutes. Then she'd have forty-five minutes for 
"lunch" before driving back to town for her afternoon appointments.

The final hill came up before she knew it, and she slowed abruptly so 
she could make the turn into Matt's driveway. She felt as if she'd been 
making this turn every day of her life, even though she'd only been 
coming out here to Matt's every noon hour since getting back from 
Tijuana. She looked forward to telling Matt about her seduction of the 
German shepherd this morning. Matt would get a dirty thrill from 
hearing her describe her encounter. He just couldn't get enough of 
hearing about women with animals.

Connie accelerated down the driveway and slid on the gravel as she 
braked in front of Matt's house. On her way to the stable she had to 
fight off two dogs, Slicker and a dog Connie had never seen before. 
They kept barking and growling at her, but she knew all they wanted was 
to get their snouts or pricks between her legs.

"Matt, why don't you tie up those damned beasts when you know I'm on my 
way out?" Connie had managed to shut the stable door behind her, 
locking out the whimpering dogs.

"I'm over here," Matt called to her.

Connie went down a corridor, past one empty stall after another, until 
she reached Matt. He was lying on a bed of straw, stark naked, and 
playing with himself like some teen-aged boy. Next to him in the stall 
stood a pinto pony, who glanced at Connie, then went back to eating his 
oats.

"Matt, I really wish you'd tie up those dogs when you know I'll be 
coming. One of these days they're gonna gang up on me and I won't be 
able to handle them."

"And they'll have a doggone gang-bang," Matt said with a grin. "And 
you'll love it." He sat up. "Get undressed, bitch."

Connie pretended to be perturbed, but she loved it when he called her a 
bitch. As she pulled off her dress, her bra and panties, she kept her 
back turned to Matt, feigning anger by her silence.

The stable door in front of her was open, letting in sunlight and a 
view of the distant hills. She heard the two dogs trying to get into 
the corral so they could come into the stable through his open door, 
and she was thankful that Matt's corral fence had been built to keep 
out the nosy beasts. She'd had enough of dogs today. She needed some 
variety.

Matt crawled up behind her and kissed her calf. Then he began to lick 
her feet. "You're still the sexiest woman I've ever laid eyes on," he 
said.

"Kiss my ass," Connie said, and Matt rose up and did just that.

He licked up and down the long cleft between her asscheeks. Connie 
shivered, getting weak all over, and Matt pulled her down. He kissed 
her, then licked her nipples. He pushed her down on her back, spreading 
her legs and eating out her cunt. She was on the verge of coming, when 
he pulled away.

"Now, how about some lunch for you?" he said, nodding toward the pony.

Connie sat up, weak from having her pussy sucked. Matt pulled at her 
arm and she complied with his wishes, crawling like an animal until she 
was under the pony. Although, she'd never played with this animal 
before, the pony was apparently experienced, because his prick slid 
from its sheath like a long snake. She was surprised to see that its 
prick was the size of a horse-cock. She lifted it with one hand as she 
balanced on all fours, unable to get her hand to close more than a 
third of the way around it.

"Eat that hog," Matt said, rearing up behind her like a stallion so he 
could mount her ass.

Connie's eyes crossed as Matt's cock slipped into her cunt and she took 
the pony's cock-head into her mouth. The pony grunted, and so did Matt.

"Man, I just love to fuck you!" Matt said. He slapped her ass playfully 
as he fucked it.

Connie wiggled her ass, getting dizzy from the plunging of Matt's cock 
inside her. Fuck lube bubbled from the pony's cock and Connie twisted 
her tongue into his wide-open pisshole, sucking on his knob with 
smacking lips.

"Swallow more of it," Matt said. "Take it down your throat."

Connie took as much cock as she could into her mouth. Even though she 
was choking, no more than six inches would fit. Her lips were stretched 
to near splitting. The pony's cock flexed, leaking fucklube down her 
throat. Connie bobbed her head, using her hand to jerk the loose 
cockskin up and down the shaft.

"Yeahhhh!" Matt sighed, reaming out her cunt with his own big prick. 
"Eat that thing. Make it come, bitch!"

Connie uttered cooing noises as she sucked. Her lips smacked. Matt's 
cock squished obscenely in her juicy cunt. Both Matt and the pony 
grunted and the pony started to thrust.

Connie gagged as the huge cock rammed her tonsils, stretched her 
throat. She gasped as Matt rammed her from behind, slamming his hard 
belly against her ass, fucking his cock into the mouth of her cunt. The 
man was just as much a stallion as any horse. She felt electrical jolts 
in her loins each time Matt plunged in. As his hard prickmeat slipped 
between her swollen cuntslabs, pleasure saturated her pussy and she 
knew she was close to coming.

Matt rammed a thick finger up her asshole. The pony stuffed another two 
inches of his cock down her throat.

Choking to death, grunting with pleasure like an animal, Connie 
shivered all over, her loins exploding with ecstasy. Her lips tingled 
around the pony's cock. Her tongue quivered. The pony grunted and sent 
a stream of fuck cream down her throat. Grunting like a bull, Matt fell 
over her back, rounding his own back and humping madly as he exploded 
his hot load up her spasm-wracked cunt.

"You're such a beautiful bitch!" Matt moaned, pouring his hot spunk 
into her cunt, into her womb.

Connie had her eyes closed and they were rolling in their sockets. 
Every cell of her naked body prickled with electricity. She swallowed 
as fast as she could, sucking down the hot cum of the pony, delighting 
in the sensation of having a spurting animal cock down her throat and a 
spurting man-cock up her cunt. Her mouth munched and her cunt clutched 
and she moaned with a pleasure that made her see fireworks in her 
skull.

"Bitch!" Matt growled, and Connie loved it.


The End
