David Crane - The family_s animal fun

When Debby had walked in and caught her mother getting fucked by Rex, for instance, Jennifer had been mortified – and yet she had creamed dynamically, driven to a spectacular peak by having her shame and guilt known. So now they were both very eager to begin fucking with the horse. Sarah, who had already been fucking the big brute, knew it would be even better with her sister in attendance. And Jennifer, who had never had a stallion cock fucked up her cunt, was wild with desire.

So was Trigger.

Standing in his stall, he stamped his hooves and tossed his head, eyes wild and white, black lips foaming, silken mane flowing like ink. As the girls approached the barn, the compelling scent of their pussies drifted to him, hotter and thicker and closer. They stepped into the open doorway, framed in the sunlight and blinking into the dimmer interior of the barn. Jennifer was gaping at the horse and Sarah was glancing sideways at her sister, eager to see her reaction.

Trigger was a brawny brute, his glossy coat black with reddish highlights, one white blaze on his wide chest. His tail was long and velvety, his head proudly arched, a gleam of intelligence in his eyes. His soft black lips were peeled back from his white teeth, slobbering a frothy white. He nickered and whinnied and snorted.

Jennifer, her eyes adjusting to the darkness, thought that he was a handsome beast.

Then she looked under him.

"Holy shit!" she gasped in awe when she gazed upon the magnitude of his cock.

Sarah giggled at her sister's reaction. She had felt the same way, the first time she had stroked the stallion's cock and caused it to swell and lengthen and knew full well how impressed Jennifer was – and how she yearned for that sweet cockmeat.

Trigger, inspired by the fragrance of hot pussy, already had a hard-on. His cockshaft was long and thick and gnarled with writhing veins. The head of his prick loomed out, flaring naked from the leathery cocksheath like a glossy slab of hot obsidian. His piss hole was parted and already oozing spunk. At the other end of the elongated rod, his balls looked as big as basketballs.

Jennifer felt dizzy with desire. Her eyes were bulging out as if threatening to fly right from their sockets, following her line of vision to the horse's cock.

"Jeez – his fucking prick is as big as my arm," Jennifer rasped. "Bigger, even – like a weight lifter's arm with his fist clenched on the end." She shook her head. She longed for that cockmeat, yet was slightly intimidated by the sheer size of it. "Are you sure my cunt can take the fucker?"

"Mine sure as shit does," Sarah assured her. "A pussy is real pliable, Jenny."

Jennifer nodded. Her cunt hole was already rippling and spreading and lubricating itself in joyful anticipation of that giant load. She was so hot she thought she must be glowing in the dark, that smoke must be pouring from her crotch. She dropped her negligee from her shoulders. Trigger bellowed excitedly as he gazed at her voluptuous body and knew that today he was in for a double treat.

Sarah quickly stripped down naked. She felt as if a bonfire had been lighted between her thighs. Side by side, lush hips brushing together, the sisters moved across the barn toward the stallion's stall. He watched them coming, his big head going up and down like a rocking horse. That slobbering muzzle looked tantalizing. Jennifer pushed her slim belly out and parted her thighs, standing right against the rails of the stall. She slid one open hand down past her bushy cunt triangle and spread her pussylips wide open with her fingers. Trigger snorted as her fragrance wafted to his snout. His head came down and he gently nudged his soft, wet muzzle into her groin. Jennifer gasped at the contact.

Sarah placed her hand on Jennifer's firm, heart-shaped ass and pushed her loins closer to the stall. The stallion's soft muzzle flared in her cunt gash and against her clit. His warm breath billowed up her fuck-hole as he snorted again. Jennifer ground her belly against him, grasping his flowing mane with one hand and holding his head between her legs. She held her cunt hole open with her other hand. Trigger's nostrils flared against her pussy slot and his huge red tongue slid out, slithering right up inside her cunt hole. It felt as big as a prick inside her and Jennifer moaned as she jerked against his head in a fucking motion. Horse slobber gushed into her cunt and lathered her crotch. Creamy juice ran onto his tongue.

Getting tongue-fucked by a horse was divine! But Jennifer jerked her crotch away and stepped back. If she let the brute slurp on her pussy any longer, she knew that she was going to cream his tongue and, delightful as that prospect might be, Jennifer didn't want to come that way. She wanted to save her coming for his massive cock, to feel her pussy melt around that mighty cunt-stuffer.

The horse whinnied and shot his tongue out after her, wanting more of her tasty pussy. Ribbons of cunt juice and streamers of horse slobber coated the red meat of his big lapper, dripping from the edges. Sarah bent down and held the horse's head between her hands. She kissed his muzzle, then sucked his creamy tongue into her mouth. She nursed on the wet lapper as if it were a prick, tasting her sister's pussy nectar as she slurped it from that pliable platter of meat.

The stallion tongue-fucked deep into her mouth and her lips pulled on his plunging lapper. Then she rose up and squirmed onto his muzzle, as if it were a saddle. Trigger began to slap his tongue into her sodden cunt slot and Sarah rode his head, her thighs tensing and relaxing as she rose up and down, as if she were posting at a trot.

Then Sarah, too, stepped away.

Trigger's head shot out after her, and he was snorting and bellowing. He was more aroused than ever now, inspired by a snack on two delicious cunts. The head of his prick pumped in and out, swelling hugely as it flared from the dark, drawn-back sheath. Thick veins writhed up the underside of his cock. His balls ballooned and nuggets of frothy horse cum dribbled from his gaping piss hole, lathering the black cockmeat with creamy foam.

Sarah turned toward her sister.

"Wanna suck him or fuck him?" she asked.

Jennifer hesitated. Her pussy was wet, but her mouth was drooling just as heavily and her hot tongue was fluttering as much as her clit.

"Can – can he come twice?" she rasped.

"Shit, yes! Don't worry about that, Jenny – the fucker's got gallons of jism."

Jennifer smiled with trembling lips, staring at the cum drenched head of the stallion's cock. It was the most delicious thing she'd ever seen!

"I wanna swallow his first load," she whimpered. "Then I'll be even hotter when he fucks my cunt!"

Sarah nodded approvingly, pleased that her sexy sister was as much a pervert as she.

"He'll last longer on his second come, too," she added. "He can really throw a super fuck into you after his balls have been emptied once."

"What – what about you?" Jennifer asked, feeling rather possessive about that naughty cock and feeling kind of guilty about her selfishness, too.

"Don't worry about me, Jenny. I can have all the horse prick I want. It's your treat, today. I'll just sort of lick around the edges."

She opened the door to the stall wide and stepped inside. Trigger shied away, turning his flank towards her. Jennifer moved into the stall beside her sister. She stoked his glossy flank and his haunches heaved. The stallion was lathered up as if he'd just been ridden long and hard – and his cock, long and stiff, was all set to ride, as well.

Jennifer slid her hand under him and brushed the tips of her fingers against his seeping cockhead. She whimpered at the contact. His cock-knob was iron hard, yet the texture felt smooth and pliable, as if his crown was a lump of rock sheathed in a rubbery casing. She fingered around his knob and piss hole, then brought her hand up to her face and licked the slimy seepage from her fingers.