Tanya and Jason got up early the next morning and had a big breakfast at the main ranch house. Then they reported to the stables for their first riding lesson.
They were to be taken out on an easy trail by the young cowboy they had seen the first day riding the beautiful dark mare.
The cowboy’s name was Bill and he had sandy-colored hair and blue eyes. He reminded Tanya immediately of the boy in the picture she had seen at the drive-in, “The Wild Stallion.” And immediately she liked him.
He said, “Up you go now,” and he made a stirrup with his hands.
Tanya put her boot in his hands and he hoisted her up.
She squeezed her thighs together around the horse’s back in anticipation!
She never realized it would be so high up here! The ground seemed far below! And she had to spread her legs so wide!
She never imagined that a horse’s back could be so thick. Now she understood why, in cowboy movies, cowboys walk bowlegged.
She thought her legs would be permanently parted open at the end of the day.
“It’s great up here, Jason!” she called to her brother enthusiastically.
Jason didn’t want Bill to have to help him up on the horse and he managed to climb up himself. It was his first time on a horse too.
He spread his knees and gripped the saddle.
Bill showed them how to hold the reins loosely. And he showed them how, if you pulled on the reins one way, the horse would turn, and if you pulled the reins the other way, the horse would turn the other way.
He gave each of their horses some sugar from the palm of his hand.
Tanya was riding a mare named Betsy. And Jason was on a stallion named Mick. Both of them, according to Bill, were very docile animals.
“There’s really not much more to it, except just getting used to the feel of riding, and learning not to lose your head. Your horse has to learn to trust you. You have to earn his trust. You have to show him that you’re in control.”
Bill swung his thick leg into the stirrup and his other leg over the back of the horse. Tanya admired his thick leather riding pants with a fringe.
She wished she could have a pair of riding pants like that.
With a “whup!” Bill started his horse trotting slowly.
They rode around in a circle around the corral a few times, just to get the feel of it. Tanya hated riding around the corral. She felt as if she were in kindergarten.
Then Bill leaned over and opened the fence, and they rode out in single file, with Bill in the lead. He was taking them through some gentle, sloping forest trails to a spot where there was a lake where they would have a picnic.
Tanya was very curious about Bill and she chattered and asked him lots of questions.
“Are you married? How old are you? Did you grow up around here?”
He told her he wasn’t married, he was twenty years old, and he was from around here. He didn’t mind the chattering girl. He had dealt with plenty like her.
The fresh country air and the physical pleasure of riding along atop a striding horse seemed to intoxicate the budding sixteen year old.
Her cheeks took on a rosy color in the sun and her eyes sparkled.
She kept stroking the hide of her beast, wishing she were more advanced and could have a powerful stallion to gallop on and jump over fences on.
“How long will it take before I can learn to jump and gallop?” she asked him.
“Oh, I don’t know, that depends on how much you practice. Riding a horse is just like anything else. Takes practice. And then you got to see if you got any horse-sense.”
“Horse-sense?” she asked him tossing her long red hair.
“Yep. Horse sense. Some people are born with it and some people never have it as long as they live. It means having a feeling for horses, for how they think and how they react. You got to learn to think the way a horse thinks.”
Tanya said coyly, “I’ve been crazy about horses ever since I was a little girl. I’ve always wanted to have one of my own, so I could go riding, but my mother was always afraid to let me. She was afraid I’d get hurt or something.”
The two of them had trotted along ahead, and Jason was lingering behind.
He was letting his horse amble down the daisy-strewn path, while his head was in the clouds. As the horse moved, his hips swayed back and forth in the saddle.
He was day-dreaming, fantasizing. He was recalling what it was like to be sucked off by Ramona. He was remembering the thundering of horse’s hooves on the screen right when he blasted off into her sweet mouth.
He was thinking about how he tried to get down into her muff with his fingers. But she wouldn’t let him. He’d never actually touched pussy. He’d only gotten into her muff fur.
Then he remembered the end: when she’d sat down on his lap and his cock had gone right up her.
His prick stiffened in the saddle as he recalled the tight wet feeling of her cunt. Fuck—that was so good! Ever since then, he could hardly think of anything else.
But he also remembered the harsh words she said later in the car with Howie. About wanting to have Howie too—have both of them at the same time. And how she had been touching Howie while telling him she wasn’t his girl.
He couldn’t figure it all out. It was too much for his adolescent consciousness.
But all he know now was that he was out in the country, in the midst of all this fragrant foliage, under the hot sun, on top of a swaying beast.
And his sister had reached up to take his penis in her hands yesterday in the car, and, she had brought him off. The feel of his hot sperm lying in the palm of her hand while she squeezed his throbbing dick—ahhhhh!
The young boy sighed and he leaned forward on the saddle slightly, to rub his cock against the leather. The horse swayed on.
Bill looked back for Jason. “Hey, sit up in the saddle!” he called out.
They walked on for hours, picking their way through the forest.
Tanya kept pressing Bill for more information about himself. But he didn’t say much, so gradually she started telling him all about herself.
“Did you ever see a picture called, ‘The Wild Stallion’? It’s all about this horse who wants to be free…” she rattled on.
Bill chewed on a piece of grass reflectively.
He glanced at Tanya from time to time. He was wondering if she was a virgin.
Her breasts jutted out of the clean white shirt she was wearing. And her blue jeans fitted her crotch and hips and legs very tightly.
He saw the way that, sometimes, especially when she was talking about horses, that she slid her crotch back and forth in the saddle.
He thought about what he would find if he pulled her to the ground and opened up those tight jeans of hers. He thought of her lying underneath him, with her legs raised and spread wide, her cunt wet and open to him. While he fingered her and prepared her to take his piece for the very first time.
He moved uncomfortably in the saddle. He looked up at the sun. It was almost directly overhead now. It was almost time for lunch.
They came to the lake and dismounted their horses.
Bill showed them how to take care of their horses first, before taking care of themselves. They gave their horses water, and patted and talked to them.
Then Bill spread out a blanket on a flat piece of ground and got down the lunch that had been packed for them by the ranch cook.
Tanya opened up the basket and spread out some cold chicken and bread and cheese and cold apple juice. It was a real feast and everyone was hungry.
Bill sat off to one side smoking a cigarette watching the two kids.
There seemed to be some kind of minor flirtation going on between them. He could recognize that kind of thing easily. The way Tanya let her fingertips linger just ever so much longer than necessary on her brother’s hand when she passed him a piece of cold chicken, and the way she let her ankle touch his as she casually stretched out her legs.
She had taken off her boots and thick socks to air out her feet.
Jason was hot and wanted to go swimming. Bill said they could.
Jason and Tanya had both packed bathing suits in their saddle bags.
The two youngsters scampered behind trees to change into their suits.
Bill had no intention of going swimming. He hadn’t packed along a suit and anyway he didn’t like swimming in bathing suits. He only liked swimming in the nude. So he lay down in the shade and he pulled his cowboy hat down over his eyes.
But he kept one eye out on the kids in the lake to make sure they didn’t drown. Tanya’s lithe body, her two pert little boobs and her two round ass mounds bobbed and floated on the take.
“Jason, stop it!” Tanya’s voice floated out over the lake.
The two kids were surfacing and diving between each other’s legs.
Then Tanya came running up over the spongy bed of the forest, to the blanket where Bill lay. He stared up at her gleaming, dripping body.
She was drying her face and then she looked down at him. She glanced at his crotch, and wondered what kind of equipment he had. His blue jeans were tight and pulled in that area.
Then Jason came running up to the blanket dripping wet too.
Bill pulled the big Stetson back over his face.
Jason’s body was tight and hard, and lithe also.
The two kids stretched out to dry in the sun.
Bill got up and said he was going for a walk.
The truth of the matter was, he got a hard-on and he wanted to walk off into the woods and jerk it off. Since the two kids were out of the water now, he could do so. He left them both lying on the blanket, their bodies drying in the sun.
Once he was out of sight, Jason opened one eye.
Tanya was stretched out and her hand was near his waist.
Her eyes were closed. He stared at the water spilling drops down her firm, tanned thigh and his dick got hard. He wanted to shove it up her pussy meat.
“Touch it again, Tanya,” he told her forcefully.
She giggled. “Not here, silly,” she said to him.
“Yes, here. Why not? Bill can’t see us. Anyway, he wouldn’t give a shit. Come on before he gets back. Touch it. Look at it. Look how big and hard it is.”
Tanya couldn’t resist opening her eyes to look.
His big, wet, gleaming prick head was pushing out of his swimming trunks.
It looked delicious. She felt a desire to put her mouth on the big piece. But she didn’t dare. Instead she only touched it.
Jason shivered. “I want to put it in you,” he said.
He reached for her but she moved away. “No!” she said.
“Come on, I won’t shoot off. I promise. I just want to put it in.”
He grabbed her by the hook on the bra of her bikini and pulled her closer.
He said, “Have you ever tried it before? You’ll really like it.”
“No, Jason, no, I just don’t think I want to. I don’t think we should.”
He said, “Why not? I told you I won’t blow off. I just want to stick it in. I bet you don’t know how good it feels. Every girl loves it.”
Tanya was staring at the big piece. Jason took it completely out of his trunks now. She couldn’t believe how thick and hard it was, squeezing it as hard as she could.
She had the same sensation then that she had had on the horse.
The feeling of satisfaction she had to ride with the wide back of the horse between her legs. Suddenly she wanted to feel the thick rod sticking up her.
“All right,” she suddenly. “But do it quickly!”
Jason’s cock was throbbing as he reached for his sister’s bikini pants.
He said to her, “Lie down on your back!”
But she said, “No, like this, stick it in from behind.”
She wanted to imagine she was riding a horse while he plunged it in her.
She gave him her ass, as she got on her hands and knees and he pulled her bikini pants down. She had a line where she was tan. Her back was berry brown. Her ass cheeks were china white. Her fuzzy little red muff stuck out below her pert ass cheeks. He saw the oval slit of her pink cunt and he put his penis to it. Her cunt was instantly wet at his touch.
But Tanya was scared and she whispered to him, “Remember—you promised not to shoot off!” She gripped the blanket and bit her lip.
Her brother shoved it in. It sank in half way on the first shove.
“Oh!” Tanya’s cry escaped her lips involuntarily.
Nothing had prepared her for the way this would feel! Now she really had a thick beast between her legs.
She found herself squeezing and squeezing, with her thighs and with new muscles she was just discovering, deep inside her box. It felt good.
She arched her head and shoulders way down and gave him a full, high view of her ass. It gave him a perfect angle too. He slid his cock right down her wet pussy.
On the second shove, he slid it all the way in.
“Oh!” Tanya was gripping the blanket and trembling.
She imagined she was riding her horse! The big back of the horse made her spread her legs wide. She spread her knees farther apart and let her brother fuck her from behind. His big throbbing dick head imparted heat to her glowing cunt.
“Oh! Oh-oh!” Tanya cried out again. Nothing had ever felt so good before.
Jason was in an ecstasy of delight, thrusting his big tool into soft wet pussy.
He looked down at Tanya’s buttocks in gratitude, and he sank his tool into her again. He grinned as he watched her youthful body strain and writhe.
“Oh! Oh! Oh! OH!” Tanya’s gasps rang out in the silent forest.
Bill, shaking the last drops of his wad from his dick and strapping it back in his jeans, heard the young girl’s cries. He hoped nothing was wrong.
But he was experienced enough to know that there was something fishy-sounding about those girlish gasps he heard. He strode back through the forest.
And the sight he saw when he reached the clearing smote his eyes. Although he had been half-expecting it, it was still something to be seen.
That young kid was plugging his little sister!
And the girl actually seemed to be loving it—holding her ass high up in the air like a whore, and letting him sink it in her!
He watched for a few seconds without making a move. But his cock was getting big in his leather pants again. Then he strode back over the ground between them.
The fucking couple didn’t even hear him coming. They wore too immersed in their own groans and cries.
So it wasn’t until Bill was standing right in front of them, that Tanya sensed his presence and she opened her eyes. Her big brown eyes filled with fear and shame.
The twenty year old cowboy had caught them in the act!
He was towering over her, in front of her, glaring down at her.
She couldn’t even see his face, his clear blue eyes, under his Stetson, because the sun was glaring behind him. But she could sense his menacing presence.
“Uh!” she groaned as Jason continued to plug her from behind.
He was pretending she was Ramona and he still had his eyes closed. He didn’t even know that Bill had come back into the scene.
There were questions in Tanya’s eyes: will you tell? Will you get us into trouble? Will you fuck me? What will you do? But she couldn’t speak.
And it only took a couple of seconds, though it seemed like an eternity.
Bill unzipped the fly of his pants and pulled out his big piece. It was thick and hard. He swung it in front of Tanya’s face.
Her eyes grew even bigger as she looked at the menacing thing.
The question was in her eyes again. What do you want me to do?
Jason plugged her again. “Uhhh,” she groaned.
“Open your mouth,” Bill said in an undertone and he stepped forward.
She opened her mouth, knowing, and not knowing what was to follow.
He guided his hard penis into her mouth and she stared up at him. Silently he started swiveling his hips back and forth.
Now Tanya understood! She was to let him use her mouth as if it were her vagina!
Now she was trembling from head to toe. She was frightened. She tried to glance behind her but she couldn’t. Because she had Bill’s big piece in her mouth.
It was only now that Jason sensed that something had changed in the rhythm of Tanya’s firm buttocks slapping backwards against his groin.
And then he saw the tall figure of the cowboy, outlined in the glaring sun.
He looked down at his sister, shocked. And then he saw that she had taken the cowboy’s sex in her mouth and her eyes were closed and she was sucking it!
Jason put his hands down to his sister’s ass to steady himself and he didn’t dare stare into the cowboy’s eyes. He just kept slowing pulling his tool in and out of his sister’s hot nookie, watching the way her body moved to two rhythms as she took it from in front and from behind. Then he closed his eyes too.
Tanya was thinking about the horses. About how she was riding one big firm saddle and how she had another big firm piece in her mouth.
She was rocking between the one big piece of the cowboy in front and her brother’s hard firm rod the way she swayed back and forth on her horse Betsy.
She spread her knees open much wider. She put her hands down to her open cunt to feel Jason’s big bearded pole going in and out of her hole.
Her pussy squeezed and she creamed around it.
She was groaning now. Then she brought her hands up to her face and she felt the side of the big stick that the cowboy was pushing insistently farther and farther down her mouth. It was very scary, but still he kept it gentle.
Suddenly Jason was hot and he was ready to shoot. He couldn’t hold off a second longer and he started to really bugger his little sister.
His hot throbbing rod sank in and she squeezed it and he shot off inside her. It was slow and gentle, and he shot off again. “Ohhhh,” he groaned. He shot off again. The hot pussy squeezed him and he squirted.
“Ohhhhh,” he fell out of her cunt and he rolled backwards on the blanket.
Now he was watching what the cowboy was doing to his little sister.
He had pulled her mouth up to fit to his groin better, now that her ass was not arching backwards to meet Jason’s cock, and Bill was holding Tanya’s chin.
“Uh! Uh!” Tanya squealed and squirmed, her panties down around her knees.
Bill was shoving his piece in way too far. She was gagging.
“Uhhhh! Errr!” she tried to break loose.
But the cowboy wouldn’t let her. He stared down at her with a smile, silently watching her and knowing that he could do whatever he wanted. He had these two kids in his power, and they both knew it. He could get them in one hell of a lot of trouble.
After all, it would be Jason’s sperm they found in Tanya’s pussy, and not his, if he went back to the ranch and told them what had happened.
“Just keep your mouth loose and open, that’s it, Tanya, nice and loose, and open. You don’t have to be afraid! It won’t hurt. Just suck it down.”
He loved to watch the way his thick piece of meat slid into the young girl’s lips.
His groin hair rubbed against her chin and she squealed and groaned.
The head of his dick was half-way down her throat!
She couldn’t stand it anymore! And just when she thought she couldn’t take one more minute, he suddenly tensed and pulled her face flat against his groin.
Jason watched fascinated as Tanya’s whole body jerked and swayed on the end on Bill’s cock-piece. The man was obviously pumping his load down her throat now.
Tanya felt the hot stream of sperm hit the back of her mouth and she felt sick and disgusted. But he held her mouth firmly clamped around his dick.
To avoid choking she had to try to swallow! And swallow she did, sucking on his cock as if it were a baby’s bottle. She sucked down every last drop of his hot cum.
He pumped it into her tight pretty lips.
When he was through, he released her. She fell backwards, gasping and gagging, wiping her wet lips. Bill zipped his dick back in his pants.
The only thing that Tanya had to say when she regained her breath was to turn to her brother accusingly. “You said you wouldn’t do it!” she said.
There was almost hatred in her voice.
“Well, you seemed to like it. And once I started I couldn’t stop,” he said.
“You promised!” That’s what seemed to make her most angry.
To the cowboy, Bill, she said nothing.
She turned away from the two men, who didn’t took at each other.
She pulled her t-shirt over her head and once it was on, unhooked her wet bikini top underneath the t-shirt and then pulled it out.
Then she slipped her t-shirt down to cover her thighs and she took off her bikini panties and slid on her real panties and her blue jeans.
Her modesty was somewhat irrelevant at this point, considering what had just happened, but she was only a sixteen year old girl, and she was still very modest about exposing herself in front of men. Then she pulled on her socks and boots.
She didn’t look at either man. Jason dressed too, turned away.
They packed up the lunch stuff and the blanket. Then Bill hoisted her back on her horse and Jason got on his.
They continued riding all afternoon, none of them speaking much. But now the rosy blush on Tanya’s cheeks was not just from the sun.
As she was riding, swaying in the saddle, her crotch was rubbing gently against the horse’s wide back and her legs were spread wide, and she was remembering the feeling of the big rod making her spread her legs wide while she took the second man in her mouth.
Everything was so new to her. She couldn’t quite understand all that was happening.
But she knew one thing, she loved the feel of the horse between her legs.
“How was the riding today, kids?” Loretta asked her children.
She was lying in the sun on a deck chair on the patio outside the main house, sipping a gin and tonic. The man, Tex, who owned the ranch, stood at her side.
“Great Mom!” Tanya ran by to go into the house and take a shower.
“Yeah, it was just great!” Jason too seemed to be in a hurry to get inside.
Tex smiled at Mrs. Reynolds after her children had disappeared.
“Your children seemed to have enjoyed their first day on horses.”
“Mmmmmm-mmmm,” she smiled. She looked up at him ironically.
He sat down on a chaise lounge near her and stroked the little blue veins in her hands. He said, “I’m going in to see that everything is ready for dinner. See you later?” He didn’t smile. He rarely smiled.
His sun-burnt face looked like it would have cracked if he really tried to smile.
But the corners of his mouth just turned up ever so slightly.
“Umm-hmmmm,” she said and she tickled the palm of his hand.
He left the pretty woman lying in the sun. She closed her eyes and began dreaming.
She recalled the strange, incredible, unexpected events of the day.
She’d gotten up late, after the kids already left.
There was a pool outside the house and she planned to spend the day lying beside it, doing absolutely nothing. But soaking up the sunshine.
But when she came out in her black bikini, which showed off her firm, ample figure she found Tex had other plans for her. He looked her up and down once.
She could tell the unmistakable signs of appreciation of her shapely figure.
He licked his dry lips. He was wearing his pressed jeans and black shirt (it seemed he always wore a black, cowboy style shirt) and his Stetson. And his pointed cowboy boots.
He was holding a thick lasso.
“What are your plans for today, Mrs. Reynolds?” he asked.
But before she had time to answer her he told her, “I’d like to give you a tour of the ranch. It’s a pretty place, and I think you’ll enjoy it.”
He didn’t give her a choice. “Well, of course, Mr. Babcock.”
She hurried into a pair of sandals and slipped a long, sheer loose gown over her bikini. She slipped on her sunglasses, and followed him.
They walked all over the huge sprawling estate. They walked until Loretta’s feet were quite sore. She was only wearing a thin pair of leather sandals.
He told her to call him Tex, and she said he could call her Loretta.
“Er, Tex, I can’t walk anymore. I’m not used to this kind of exercise.”
She was trying to keep up with him as he climbed some rocks.
He laughed at her and pulled her up by the hand.
“City women!” he said contemptuously and he spat on the ground.
But still he continued to hold her hand and he stood behind her and pressed his body against hers. She was astonished, but she found she didn’t even mind him taking this kind of liberty. She even rather liked it.
She had been faithful to her husband all the time of their marriage. But now she found herself strangely turned on by this taciturn, craggy-faced cowboy. She even let him put his hands on her breasts and squeeze them.
“My, you sure do take liberties with a lady, Mr. Babcock,” she said, imitating a Western drawl. She stared at him over the scene of green rolling hills.
He slapped her ass and started walking again.
She had to run to keep up. She was a hot steaming mess when they got back to the ranch buildings. Although he had touched her and spoken to her familiarly, he had not made any move to try and take her while they were out in the lonely woods.
She was hot and perspiring from the heat and from the constant touching. But she didn’t know what this forward man was after.
He was starting to seem not so charming, and rather irritating.
“I think I’ve had enough for the day,” she said stopping in front of the stables.
“But you haven’t seen the stables, yet,” he said with his slight smile.
“Some other time,” she said haughtily, walking away.
“I said, but you haven’t seen the stables yet, lady,” he said and he grabbed her and picked her up and carried her into the horsy-smelling stalls.
She was kicking her legs and screaming, “Put me down!”
He just slapped her ass and carried her inside.
When he put her down inside the dark cool stable, she had to blink for several minutes before she could see. Then she got accustomed to the light.
She was aware of several large, breathing horses around her.
“Yes, well it’s very nice in here. And now I think I’ll just…”
“Stop!” his voice rang out in the darkness.
There was something authoritative about his voice that made her obey.
“Yes?” she said, waiting tentatively to see what he wanted.
“Did I tell you, you could leave?” He seemed even taller in the darkness.
“Well,” she laughed. “I don’t have to do everything you say.”
She laughed uneasily. He was approaching. She heard a horse in a stall stamp its hooves. She moved away. She saw that he was carrying a whip in his hands.
He moved past her. “Have you ever seen a horse really close up, Mrs. Reynolds?”
“No,” she said reaching down to massage her sore feet.
He opened one of the stalls. “Come here and look at this beauty.”
She hobbled over. Standing there was one of the most beautiful beasts she had ever seen in her life. Pure black, with a shining coat, the stallion glared at her.
“Up boy,” Tex snapped his whip once in the air.
The powerful beast whinnied and reared up in the air.
“One of the finest animals on the East Coast, Mrs. Reynolds,” he said preferring to call her by her married name and remain formal.
“Yes,” she murmured appreciatively, “he’s quite a specimen.”
She had come up beside him now. She wanted to put her arm around his waist.
But he seemed to have forgotten her. He was very tall.
He turned around slowly and slid his hands down into her gown.
Her nipples rose in the palms of his hands. Again, she didn’t know why she was letting this stranger do this to her. Except that he fascinated her.
He said, “Have you ever thought about doing it with a horse, Mrs. Reynolds.”
“What?” she said, perfectly horrified. “Why no! Of course not!”
He said, “Never thought about the brute force embodied in the penis of one of these great stallions. Never thought of what it would be like to feel that animal force inside your frail human body?” He was shoving his groin up against her.
She could feel how his cock was getting hard.
“N-no,” she said nervously. He was squeezing her breasts too hard now.
“Ow!” she said, “you’re hurting me!”
But he paid no notice. By twisting her breasts he was forcing her down to her knees. She knelt in the dirt of the stable, between the black beast and the strange man.
He wrapped his legs around her thighs and was busy unzipping his fly now.
“Look at him,” he whispered. He was talking about the horse.
She stared into the darkness. She saw something gleaming red under the horse’s belly. She stared again. Was it what she thought? Yes.
“Come closer this way.” He dragged her to the side.
He had his own dick out now, in his hand and he was rubbing it in between her two bulging tits as they popped out of her bikini top.
“Look how big he is, Mrs. Reynolds. Think how big the mare would have to be to take him. Many a mare has run from this horse in fright.”
She was glancing down now at the big penis between her tits and then up again at the huge, gleaming red horse cock that was powering out of the horse’s hairy penis sheath. Her breath was coming in pants and she forgot where she was.
He took his whip and snapped it sharply behind her.
“Put it in your mouth, Mrs. Reynolds,” he said.
He wasn’t even looking at her. He was staring at the underbelly of the horse.
She was frightened. She thought she was with a madman. Her only thought was to do exactly as he said. But also, her blood was oddly excited. It was racing.
She put the big cock in her mouth and began sucking on it.
“Imagine you’re sucking on the dick of the horse, Mrs. Reynolds,” the man whispered coarsely into the darkness. He kept flicking his whip in the air.
The horse reared up on his hind legs and whinnied. And his big hard red cock hypnotized their eyes.
“Think how big it is, you couldn’t possibly get it all in your mouth! But you! Somehow you do! You’re holding the penis of a wild beast in your mouth, Mrs. Reynolds! And you feel all the brute raw strength of the animal in his tool, which you suck!” He shoved his hard cock down her open throat. Loretta sucked on it gratefully. The man’s talk was turning her on.
He went on. “And you reach up to touch the beast’s big balls!”
He snapped his whip, letting it scrape against her buttocks.
Her hands went up to his basket and she began squeezing his balls.
“You feel the full power of this wild animal above you. And you know at any moment he could rebel, and stamp you to death with one kick of his hoof!”
He grabbed her head and shoved it against his meat.
She gulped, and her throat contracted and he shot his wad off down her mouth.
She sucked it all down, thinking this was the strangest sexual experience she had had yet. But now her pussy was pounding. What was he going to do for her?
He picked her up in his arms and carried her back into his ranch house.
He laid her down on his bed and he spread her legs.
Then, with the smell of the horses and the stables still on his hands, he gave her his second hard-on of the day, and he stuck it up her cunt.
Loretta, still lazing on the patio as the air got cooler, smiled and squeezed her thighs together at the recollection of that fuck.
Just then she heard Tanya calling to her from the room.
“Mom! It’s Burton. He’s on the phone! Come inside!”
Loretta went inside. She sat down on the bed and Tanya handed her the phone.
“Hello, darling. How are you?” she said to her husband.
“Fine. Look, I have good news. I think I can get away earlier than I expected. It’s just so damn lonely around here without you guys. And I figure why should you be having all the fun while I’m sitting at home sweltering in the city.”
Loretta smiled, bemused. If he only knew how much fun she had been having.
“That’s good, dear,” she said to him. “When are you coming.”
“I’ll be up tomorrow.” Then they kissed and said goodbye.
The truth of the matter was that Burton, expecting to get a lot of Ramona while his family was away, had been sorely disappointed.
Ramona’s mother had answered the phone the first time he called her. She didn’t recognize his voice, but she was suspicious.
“Who are you. I heard some older man’s been hanging out with my Ramona and I’m here to tell you that I don’t like it! Not one bit!”
Burton thought of hanging up. But he listened.
“So you stay away from here, you hear me! My Ramona’s not some kind of little tart that she can go around with married men who aren’t going to give her nothing!”
And then Ramona’s mother had hung up. What had happened was, Ramona had mentioned to her mother that she had a real mature boyfriend. And then little by little, Mrs. Flapper had wormed the details out of her daughter. The fact that he was thirty-five and married.
“He’s too old for you, and what you want to be going around with married men for anyways!” Monica Flapper slapped her daughter’s face.
“Well, you go around with them all the time. Maybe I learned to do it at home!”
Ramona merited another slap for this disrespectful remark. And she was grounded at home until further notice.
“I suppose you’re already giving them some of what they’re looking for too!” her mother screamed at her unreasonably. “That’s all they want men—just one thing! Don’t be stupid girl! Don’t be like your mother!”
But Burton didn’t know about this whole scene.
All he knew was that his one main reason for staying at home had been swept out from under his feet. So he arranged to take a few days off from work.
They were to be taken out on an easy trail by the young cowboy they had seen the first day riding the beautiful dark mare.
The cowboy’s name was Bill and he had sandy-colored hair and blue eyes. He reminded Tanya immediately of the boy in the picture she had seen at the drive-in, “The Wild Stallion.” And immediately she liked him.
He said, “Up you go now,” and he made a stirrup with his hands.
Tanya put her boot in his hands and he hoisted her up.
She squeezed her thighs together around the horse’s back in anticipation!
She never realized it would be so high up here! The ground seemed far below! And she had to spread her legs so wide!
She never imagined that a horse’s back could be so thick. Now she understood why, in cowboy movies, cowboys walk bowlegged.
She thought her legs would be permanently parted open at the end of the day.
“It’s great up here, Jason!” she called to her brother enthusiastically.
Jason didn’t want Bill to have to help him up on the horse and he managed to climb up himself. It was his first time on a horse too.
He spread his knees and gripped the saddle.
Bill showed them how to hold the reins loosely. And he showed them how, if you pulled on the reins one way, the horse would turn, and if you pulled the reins the other way, the horse would turn the other way.
He gave each of their horses some sugar from the palm of his hand.
Tanya was riding a mare named Betsy. And Jason was on a stallion named Mick. Both of them, according to Bill, were very docile animals.
“There’s really not much more to it, except just getting used to the feel of riding, and learning not to lose your head. Your horse has to learn to trust you. You have to earn his trust. You have to show him that you’re in control.”
Bill swung his thick leg into the stirrup and his other leg over the back of the horse. Tanya admired his thick leather riding pants with a fringe.
She wished she could have a pair of riding pants like that.
With a “whup!” Bill started his horse trotting slowly.
They rode around in a circle around the corral a few times, just to get the feel of it. Tanya hated riding around the corral. She felt as if she were in kindergarten.
Then Bill leaned over and opened the fence, and they rode out in single file, with Bill in the lead. He was taking them through some gentle, sloping forest trails to a spot where there was a lake where they would have a picnic.
Tanya was very curious about Bill and she chattered and asked him lots of questions.
“Are you married? How old are you? Did you grow up around here?”
He told her he wasn’t married, he was twenty years old, and he was from around here. He didn’t mind the chattering girl. He had dealt with plenty like her.
The fresh country air and the physical pleasure of riding along atop a striding horse seemed to intoxicate the budding sixteen year old.
Her cheeks took on a rosy color in the sun and her eyes sparkled.
She kept stroking the hide of her beast, wishing she were more advanced and could have a powerful stallion to gallop on and jump over fences on.
“How long will it take before I can learn to jump and gallop?” she asked him.
“Oh, I don’t know, that depends on how much you practice. Riding a horse is just like anything else. Takes practice. And then you got to see if you got any horse-sense.”
“Horse-sense?” she asked him tossing her long red hair.
“Yep. Horse sense. Some people are born with it and some people never have it as long as they live. It means having a feeling for horses, for how they think and how they react. You got to learn to think the way a horse thinks.”
Tanya said coyly, “I’ve been crazy about horses ever since I was a little girl. I’ve always wanted to have one of my own, so I could go riding, but my mother was always afraid to let me. She was afraid I’d get hurt or something.”
The two of them had trotted along ahead, and Jason was lingering behind.
He was letting his horse amble down the daisy-strewn path, while his head was in the clouds. As the horse moved, his hips swayed back and forth in the saddle.
He was day-dreaming, fantasizing. He was recalling what it was like to be sucked off by Ramona. He was remembering the thundering of horse’s hooves on the screen right when he blasted off into her sweet mouth.
He was thinking about how he tried to get down into her muff with his fingers. But she wouldn’t let him. He’d never actually touched pussy. He’d only gotten into her muff fur.
Then he remembered the end: when she’d sat down on his lap and his cock had gone right up her.
His prick stiffened in the saddle as he recalled the tight wet feeling of her cunt. Fuck—that was so good! Ever since then, he could hardly think of anything else.
But he also remembered the harsh words she said later in the car with Howie. About wanting to have Howie too—have both of them at the same time. And how she had been touching Howie while telling him she wasn’t his girl.
He couldn’t figure it all out. It was too much for his adolescent consciousness.
But all he know now was that he was out in the country, in the midst of all this fragrant foliage, under the hot sun, on top of a swaying beast.
And his sister had reached up to take his penis in her hands yesterday in the car, and, she had brought him off. The feel of his hot sperm lying in the palm of her hand while she squeezed his throbbing dick—ahhhhh!
The young boy sighed and he leaned forward on the saddle slightly, to rub his cock against the leather. The horse swayed on.
Bill looked back for Jason. “Hey, sit up in the saddle!” he called out.
They walked on for hours, picking their way through the forest.
Tanya kept pressing Bill for more information about himself. But he didn’t say much, so gradually she started telling him all about herself.
“Did you ever see a picture called, ‘The Wild Stallion’? It’s all about this horse who wants to be free…” she rattled on.
Bill chewed on a piece of grass reflectively.
He glanced at Tanya from time to time. He was wondering if she was a virgin.
Her breasts jutted out of the clean white shirt she was wearing. And her blue jeans fitted her crotch and hips and legs very tightly.
He saw the way that, sometimes, especially when she was talking about horses, that she slid her crotch back and forth in the saddle.
He thought about what he would find if he pulled her to the ground and opened up those tight jeans of hers. He thought of her lying underneath him, with her legs raised and spread wide, her cunt wet and open to him. While he fingered her and prepared her to take his piece for the very first time.
He moved uncomfortably in the saddle. He looked up at the sun. It was almost directly overhead now. It was almost time for lunch.
They came to the lake and dismounted their horses.
Bill showed them how to take care of their horses first, before taking care of themselves. They gave their horses water, and patted and talked to them.
Then Bill spread out a blanket on a flat piece of ground and got down the lunch that had been packed for them by the ranch cook.
Tanya opened up the basket and spread out some cold chicken and bread and cheese and cold apple juice. It was a real feast and everyone was hungry.
Bill sat off to one side smoking a cigarette watching the two kids.
There seemed to be some kind of minor flirtation going on between them. He could recognize that kind of thing easily. The way Tanya let her fingertips linger just ever so much longer than necessary on her brother’s hand when she passed him a piece of cold chicken, and the way she let her ankle touch his as she casually stretched out her legs.
She had taken off her boots and thick socks to air out her feet.
Jason was hot and wanted to go swimming. Bill said they could.
Jason and Tanya had both packed bathing suits in their saddle bags.
The two youngsters scampered behind trees to change into their suits.
Bill had no intention of going swimming. He hadn’t packed along a suit and anyway he didn’t like swimming in bathing suits. He only liked swimming in the nude. So he lay down in the shade and he pulled his cowboy hat down over his eyes.
But he kept one eye out on the kids in the lake to make sure they didn’t drown. Tanya’s lithe body, her two pert little boobs and her two round ass mounds bobbed and floated on the take.
“Jason, stop it!” Tanya’s voice floated out over the lake.
The two kids were surfacing and diving between each other’s legs.
Then Tanya came running up over the spongy bed of the forest, to the blanket where Bill lay. He stared up at her gleaming, dripping body.
She was drying her face and then she looked down at him. She glanced at his crotch, and wondered what kind of equipment he had. His blue jeans were tight and pulled in that area.
Then Jason came running up to the blanket dripping wet too.
Bill pulled the big Stetson back over his face.
Jason’s body was tight and hard, and lithe also.
The two kids stretched out to dry in the sun.
Bill got up and said he was going for a walk.
The truth of the matter was, he got a hard-on and he wanted to walk off into the woods and jerk it off. Since the two kids were out of the water now, he could do so. He left them both lying on the blanket, their bodies drying in the sun.
Once he was out of sight, Jason opened one eye.
Tanya was stretched out and her hand was near his waist.
Her eyes were closed. He stared at the water spilling drops down her firm, tanned thigh and his dick got hard. He wanted to shove it up her pussy meat.
“Touch it again, Tanya,” he told her forcefully.
She giggled. “Not here, silly,” she said to him.
“Yes, here. Why not? Bill can’t see us. Anyway, he wouldn’t give a shit. Come on before he gets back. Touch it. Look at it. Look how big and hard it is.”
Tanya couldn’t resist opening her eyes to look.
His big, wet, gleaming prick head was pushing out of his swimming trunks.
It looked delicious. She felt a desire to put her mouth on the big piece. But she didn’t dare. Instead she only touched it.
Jason shivered. “I want to put it in you,” he said.
He reached for her but she moved away. “No!” she said.
“Come on, I won’t shoot off. I promise. I just want to put it in.”
He grabbed her by the hook on the bra of her bikini and pulled her closer.
He said, “Have you ever tried it before? You’ll really like it.”
“No, Jason, no, I just don’t think I want to. I don’t think we should.”
He said, “Why not? I told you I won’t blow off. I just want to stick it in. I bet you don’t know how good it feels. Every girl loves it.”
Tanya was staring at the big piece. Jason took it completely out of his trunks now. She couldn’t believe how thick and hard it was, squeezing it as hard as she could.
She had the same sensation then that she had had on the horse.
The feeling of satisfaction she had to ride with the wide back of the horse between her legs. Suddenly she wanted to feel the thick rod sticking up her.
“All right,” she suddenly. “But do it quickly!”
Jason’s cock was throbbing as he reached for his sister’s bikini pants.
He said to her, “Lie down on your back!”
But she said, “No, like this, stick it in from behind.”
She wanted to imagine she was riding a horse while he plunged it in her.
She gave him her ass, as she got on her hands and knees and he pulled her bikini pants down. She had a line where she was tan. Her back was berry brown. Her ass cheeks were china white. Her fuzzy little red muff stuck out below her pert ass cheeks. He saw the oval slit of her pink cunt and he put his penis to it. Her cunt was instantly wet at his touch.
But Tanya was scared and she whispered to him, “Remember—you promised not to shoot off!” She gripped the blanket and bit her lip.
Her brother shoved it in. It sank in half way on the first shove.
“Oh!” Tanya’s cry escaped her lips involuntarily.
Nothing had prepared her for the way this would feel! Now she really had a thick beast between her legs.
She found herself squeezing and squeezing, with her thighs and with new muscles she was just discovering, deep inside her box. It felt good.
She arched her head and shoulders way down and gave him a full, high view of her ass. It gave him a perfect angle too. He slid his cock right down her wet pussy.
On the second shove, he slid it all the way in.
“Oh!” Tanya was gripping the blanket and trembling.
She imagined she was riding her horse! The big back of the horse made her spread her legs wide. She spread her knees farther apart and let her brother fuck her from behind. His big throbbing dick head imparted heat to her glowing cunt.
“Oh! Oh-oh!” Tanya cried out again. Nothing had ever felt so good before.
Jason was in an ecstasy of delight, thrusting his big tool into soft wet pussy.
He looked down at Tanya’s buttocks in gratitude, and he sank his tool into her again. He grinned as he watched her youthful body strain and writhe.
“Oh! Oh! Oh! OH!” Tanya’s gasps rang out in the silent forest.
Bill, shaking the last drops of his wad from his dick and strapping it back in his jeans, heard the young girl’s cries. He hoped nothing was wrong.
But he was experienced enough to know that there was something fishy-sounding about those girlish gasps he heard. He strode back through the forest.
And the sight he saw when he reached the clearing smote his eyes. Although he had been half-expecting it, it was still something to be seen.
That young kid was plugging his little sister!
And the girl actually seemed to be loving it—holding her ass high up in the air like a whore, and letting him sink it in her!
He watched for a few seconds without making a move. But his cock was getting big in his leather pants again. Then he strode back over the ground between them.
The fucking couple didn’t even hear him coming. They wore too immersed in their own groans and cries.
So it wasn’t until Bill was standing right in front of them, that Tanya sensed his presence and she opened her eyes. Her big brown eyes filled with fear and shame.
The twenty year old cowboy had caught them in the act!
He was towering over her, in front of her, glaring down at her.
She couldn’t even see his face, his clear blue eyes, under his Stetson, because the sun was glaring behind him. But she could sense his menacing presence.
“Uh!” she groaned as Jason continued to plug her from behind.
He was pretending she was Ramona and he still had his eyes closed. He didn’t even know that Bill had come back into the scene.
There were questions in Tanya’s eyes: will you tell? Will you get us into trouble? Will you fuck me? What will you do? But she couldn’t speak.
And it only took a couple of seconds, though it seemed like an eternity.
Bill unzipped the fly of his pants and pulled out his big piece. It was thick and hard. He swung it in front of Tanya’s face.
Her eyes grew even bigger as she looked at the menacing thing.
The question was in her eyes again. What do you want me to do?
Jason plugged her again. “Uhhh,” she groaned.
“Open your mouth,” Bill said in an undertone and he stepped forward.
She opened her mouth, knowing, and not knowing what was to follow.
He guided his hard penis into her mouth and she stared up at him. Silently he started swiveling his hips back and forth.
Now Tanya understood! She was to let him use her mouth as if it were her vagina!
Now she was trembling from head to toe. She was frightened. She tried to glance behind her but she couldn’t. Because she had Bill’s big piece in her mouth.
It was only now that Jason sensed that something had changed in the rhythm of Tanya’s firm buttocks slapping backwards against his groin.
And then he saw the tall figure of the cowboy, outlined in the glaring sun.
He looked down at his sister, shocked. And then he saw that she had taken the cowboy’s sex in her mouth and her eyes were closed and she was sucking it!
Jason put his hands down to his sister’s ass to steady himself and he didn’t dare stare into the cowboy’s eyes. He just kept slowing pulling his tool in and out of his sister’s hot nookie, watching the way her body moved to two rhythms as she took it from in front and from behind. Then he closed his eyes too.
Tanya was thinking about the horses. About how she was riding one big firm saddle and how she had another big firm piece in her mouth.
She was rocking between the one big piece of the cowboy in front and her brother’s hard firm rod the way she swayed back and forth on her horse Betsy.
She spread her knees open much wider. She put her hands down to her open cunt to feel Jason’s big bearded pole going in and out of her hole.
Her pussy squeezed and she creamed around it.
She was groaning now. Then she brought her hands up to her face and she felt the side of the big stick that the cowboy was pushing insistently farther and farther down her mouth. It was very scary, but still he kept it gentle.
Suddenly Jason was hot and he was ready to shoot. He couldn’t hold off a second longer and he started to really bugger his little sister.
His hot throbbing rod sank in and she squeezed it and he shot off inside her. It was slow and gentle, and he shot off again. “Ohhhh,” he groaned. He shot off again. The hot pussy squeezed him and he squirted.
“Ohhhhh,” he fell out of her cunt and he rolled backwards on the blanket.
Now he was watching what the cowboy was doing to his little sister.
He had pulled her mouth up to fit to his groin better, now that her ass was not arching backwards to meet Jason’s cock, and Bill was holding Tanya’s chin.
“Uh! Uh!” Tanya squealed and squirmed, her panties down around her knees.
Bill was shoving his piece in way too far. She was gagging.
“Uhhhh! Errr!” she tried to break loose.
But the cowboy wouldn’t let her. He stared down at her with a smile, silently watching her and knowing that he could do whatever he wanted. He had these two kids in his power, and they both knew it. He could get them in one hell of a lot of trouble.
After all, it would be Jason’s sperm they found in Tanya’s pussy, and not his, if he went back to the ranch and told them what had happened.
“Just keep your mouth loose and open, that’s it, Tanya, nice and loose, and open. You don’t have to be afraid! It won’t hurt. Just suck it down.”
He loved to watch the way his thick piece of meat slid into the young girl’s lips.
His groin hair rubbed against her chin and she squealed and groaned.
The head of his dick was half-way down her throat!
She couldn’t stand it anymore! And just when she thought she couldn’t take one more minute, he suddenly tensed and pulled her face flat against his groin.
Jason watched fascinated as Tanya’s whole body jerked and swayed on the end on Bill’s cock-piece. The man was obviously pumping his load down her throat now.
Tanya felt the hot stream of sperm hit the back of her mouth and she felt sick and disgusted. But he held her mouth firmly clamped around his dick.
To avoid choking she had to try to swallow! And swallow she did, sucking on his cock as if it were a baby’s bottle. She sucked down every last drop of his hot cum.
He pumped it into her tight pretty lips.
When he was through, he released her. She fell backwards, gasping and gagging, wiping her wet lips. Bill zipped his dick back in his pants.
The only thing that Tanya had to say when she regained her breath was to turn to her brother accusingly. “You said you wouldn’t do it!” she said.
There was almost hatred in her voice.
“Well, you seemed to like it. And once I started I couldn’t stop,” he said.
“You promised!” That’s what seemed to make her most angry.
To the cowboy, Bill, she said nothing.
She turned away from the two men, who didn’t took at each other.
She pulled her t-shirt over her head and once it was on, unhooked her wet bikini top underneath the t-shirt and then pulled it out.
Then she slipped her t-shirt down to cover her thighs and she took off her bikini panties and slid on her real panties and her blue jeans.
Her modesty was somewhat irrelevant at this point, considering what had just happened, but she was only a sixteen year old girl, and she was still very modest about exposing herself in front of men. Then she pulled on her socks and boots.
She didn’t look at either man. Jason dressed too, turned away.
They packed up the lunch stuff and the blanket. Then Bill hoisted her back on her horse and Jason got on his.
They continued riding all afternoon, none of them speaking much. But now the rosy blush on Tanya’s cheeks was not just from the sun.
As she was riding, swaying in the saddle, her crotch was rubbing gently against the horse’s wide back and her legs were spread wide, and she was remembering the feeling of the big rod making her spread her legs wide while she took the second man in her mouth.
Everything was so new to her. She couldn’t quite understand all that was happening.
But she knew one thing, she loved the feel of the horse between her legs.
“How was the riding today, kids?” Loretta asked her children.
She was lying in the sun on a deck chair on the patio outside the main house, sipping a gin and tonic. The man, Tex, who owned the ranch, stood at her side.
“Great Mom!” Tanya ran by to go into the house and take a shower.
“Yeah, it was just great!” Jason too seemed to be in a hurry to get inside.
Tex smiled at Mrs. Reynolds after her children had disappeared.
“Your children seemed to have enjoyed their first day on horses.”
“Mmmmmm-mmmm,” she smiled. She looked up at him ironically.
He sat down on a chaise lounge near her and stroked the little blue veins in her hands. He said, “I’m going in to see that everything is ready for dinner. See you later?” He didn’t smile. He rarely smiled.
His sun-burnt face looked like it would have cracked if he really tried to smile.
But the corners of his mouth just turned up ever so slightly.
“Umm-hmmmm,” she said and she tickled the palm of his hand.
He left the pretty woman lying in the sun. She closed her eyes and began dreaming.
She recalled the strange, incredible, unexpected events of the day.
She’d gotten up late, after the kids already left.
There was a pool outside the house and she planned to spend the day lying beside it, doing absolutely nothing. But soaking up the sunshine.
But when she came out in her black bikini, which showed off her firm, ample figure she found Tex had other plans for her. He looked her up and down once.
She could tell the unmistakable signs of appreciation of her shapely figure.
He licked his dry lips. He was wearing his pressed jeans and black shirt (it seemed he always wore a black, cowboy style shirt) and his Stetson. And his pointed cowboy boots.
He was holding a thick lasso.
“What are your plans for today, Mrs. Reynolds?” he asked.
But before she had time to answer her he told her, “I’d like to give you a tour of the ranch. It’s a pretty place, and I think you’ll enjoy it.”
He didn’t give her a choice. “Well, of course, Mr. Babcock.”
She hurried into a pair of sandals and slipped a long, sheer loose gown over her bikini. She slipped on her sunglasses, and followed him.
They walked all over the huge sprawling estate. They walked until Loretta’s feet were quite sore. She was only wearing a thin pair of leather sandals.
He told her to call him Tex, and she said he could call her Loretta.
“Er, Tex, I can’t walk anymore. I’m not used to this kind of exercise.”
She was trying to keep up with him as he climbed some rocks.
He laughed at her and pulled her up by the hand.
“City women!” he said contemptuously and he spat on the ground.
But still he continued to hold her hand and he stood behind her and pressed his body against hers. She was astonished, but she found she didn’t even mind him taking this kind of liberty. She even rather liked it.
She had been faithful to her husband all the time of their marriage. But now she found herself strangely turned on by this taciturn, craggy-faced cowboy. She even let him put his hands on her breasts and squeeze them.
“My, you sure do take liberties with a lady, Mr. Babcock,” she said, imitating a Western drawl. She stared at him over the scene of green rolling hills.
He slapped her ass and started walking again.
She had to run to keep up. She was a hot steaming mess when they got back to the ranch buildings. Although he had touched her and spoken to her familiarly, he had not made any move to try and take her while they were out in the lonely woods.
She was hot and perspiring from the heat and from the constant touching. But she didn’t know what this forward man was after.
He was starting to seem not so charming, and rather irritating.
“I think I’ve had enough for the day,” she said stopping in front of the stables.
“But you haven’t seen the stables, yet,” he said with his slight smile.
“Some other time,” she said haughtily, walking away.
“I said, but you haven’t seen the stables yet, lady,” he said and he grabbed her and picked her up and carried her into the horsy-smelling stalls.
She was kicking her legs and screaming, “Put me down!”
He just slapped her ass and carried her inside.
When he put her down inside the dark cool stable, she had to blink for several minutes before she could see. Then she got accustomed to the light.
She was aware of several large, breathing horses around her.
“Yes, well it’s very nice in here. And now I think I’ll just…”
“Stop!” his voice rang out in the darkness.
There was something authoritative about his voice that made her obey.
“Yes?” she said, waiting tentatively to see what he wanted.
“Did I tell you, you could leave?” He seemed even taller in the darkness.
“Well,” she laughed. “I don’t have to do everything you say.”
She laughed uneasily. He was approaching. She heard a horse in a stall stamp its hooves. She moved away. She saw that he was carrying a whip in his hands.
He moved past her. “Have you ever seen a horse really close up, Mrs. Reynolds?”
“No,” she said reaching down to massage her sore feet.
He opened one of the stalls. “Come here and look at this beauty.”
She hobbled over. Standing there was one of the most beautiful beasts she had ever seen in her life. Pure black, with a shining coat, the stallion glared at her.
“Up boy,” Tex snapped his whip once in the air.
The powerful beast whinnied and reared up in the air.
“One of the finest animals on the East Coast, Mrs. Reynolds,” he said preferring to call her by her married name and remain formal.
“Yes,” she murmured appreciatively, “he’s quite a specimen.”
She had come up beside him now. She wanted to put her arm around his waist.
But he seemed to have forgotten her. He was very tall.
He turned around slowly and slid his hands down into her gown.
Her nipples rose in the palms of his hands. Again, she didn’t know why she was letting this stranger do this to her. Except that he fascinated her.
He said, “Have you ever thought about doing it with a horse, Mrs. Reynolds.”
“What?” she said, perfectly horrified. “Why no! Of course not!”
He said, “Never thought about the brute force embodied in the penis of one of these great stallions. Never thought of what it would be like to feel that animal force inside your frail human body?” He was shoving his groin up against her.
She could feel how his cock was getting hard.
“N-no,” she said nervously. He was squeezing her breasts too hard now.
“Ow!” she said, “you’re hurting me!”
But he paid no notice. By twisting her breasts he was forcing her down to her knees. She knelt in the dirt of the stable, between the black beast and the strange man.
He wrapped his legs around her thighs and was busy unzipping his fly now.
“Look at him,” he whispered. He was talking about the horse.
She stared into the darkness. She saw something gleaming red under the horse’s belly. She stared again. Was it what she thought? Yes.
“Come closer this way.” He dragged her to the side.
He had his own dick out now, in his hand and he was rubbing it in between her two bulging tits as they popped out of her bikini top.
“Look how big he is, Mrs. Reynolds. Think how big the mare would have to be to take him. Many a mare has run from this horse in fright.”
She was glancing down now at the big penis between her tits and then up again at the huge, gleaming red horse cock that was powering out of the horse’s hairy penis sheath. Her breath was coming in pants and she forgot where she was.
He took his whip and snapped it sharply behind her.
“Put it in your mouth, Mrs. Reynolds,” he said.
He wasn’t even looking at her. He was staring at the underbelly of the horse.
She was frightened. She thought she was with a madman. Her only thought was to do exactly as he said. But also, her blood was oddly excited. It was racing.
She put the big cock in her mouth and began sucking on it.
“Imagine you’re sucking on the dick of the horse, Mrs. Reynolds,” the man whispered coarsely into the darkness. He kept flicking his whip in the air.
The horse reared up on his hind legs and whinnied. And his big hard red cock hypnotized their eyes.
“Think how big it is, you couldn’t possibly get it all in your mouth! But you! Somehow you do! You’re holding the penis of a wild beast in your mouth, Mrs. Reynolds! And you feel all the brute raw strength of the animal in his tool, which you suck!” He shoved his hard cock down her open throat. Loretta sucked on it gratefully. The man’s talk was turning her on.
He went on. “And you reach up to touch the beast’s big balls!”
He snapped his whip, letting it scrape against her buttocks.
Her hands went up to his basket and she began squeezing his balls.
“You feel the full power of this wild animal above you. And you know at any moment he could rebel, and stamp you to death with one kick of his hoof!”
He grabbed her head and shoved it against his meat.
She gulped, and her throat contracted and he shot his wad off down her mouth.
She sucked it all down, thinking this was the strangest sexual experience she had had yet. But now her pussy was pounding. What was he going to do for her?
He picked her up in his arms and carried her back into his ranch house.
He laid her down on his bed and he spread her legs.
Then, with the smell of the horses and the stables still on his hands, he gave her his second hard-on of the day, and he stuck it up her cunt.
Loretta, still lazing on the patio as the air got cooler, smiled and squeezed her thighs together at the recollection of that fuck.
Just then she heard Tanya calling to her from the room.
“Mom! It’s Burton. He’s on the phone! Come inside!”
Loretta went inside. She sat down on the bed and Tanya handed her the phone.
“Hello, darling. How are you?” she said to her husband.
“Fine. Look, I have good news. I think I can get away earlier than I expected. It’s just so damn lonely around here without you guys. And I figure why should you be having all the fun while I’m sitting at home sweltering in the city.”
Loretta smiled, bemused. If he only knew how much fun she had been having.
“That’s good, dear,” she said to him. “When are you coming.”
“I’ll be up tomorrow.” Then they kissed and said goodbye.
The truth of the matter was that Burton, expecting to get a lot of Ramona while his family was away, had been sorely disappointed.
Ramona’s mother had answered the phone the first time he called her. She didn’t recognize his voice, but she was suspicious.
“Who are you. I heard some older man’s been hanging out with my Ramona and I’m here to tell you that I don’t like it! Not one bit!”
Burton thought of hanging up. But he listened.
“So you stay away from here, you hear me! My Ramona’s not some kind of little tart that she can go around with married men who aren’t going to give her nothing!”
And then Ramona’s mother had hung up. What had happened was, Ramona had mentioned to her mother that she had a real mature boyfriend. And then little by little, Mrs. Flapper had wormed the details out of her daughter. The fact that he was thirty-five and married.
“He’s too old for you, and what you want to be going around with married men for anyways!” Monica Flapper slapped her daughter’s face.
“Well, you go around with them all the time. Maybe I learned to do it at home!”
Ramona merited another slap for this disrespectful remark. And she was grounded at home until further notice.
“I suppose you’re already giving them some of what they’re looking for too!” her mother screamed at her unreasonably. “That’s all they want men—just one thing! Don’t be stupid girl! Don’t be like your mother!”
But Burton didn’t know about this whole scene.
All he knew was that his one main reason for staying at home had been swept out from under his feet. So he arranged to take a few days off from work.
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