David Crane - Sisters love horses

Then Jake lifted the apron.

His fly was open and his cock and balls loomed out. Martha gasped, then grinned as she realized why Jake had been wearing the apron. And it suited Martha very well.

"Ooooh, how naughty!" she murmured. "And with your daughters in the room, too," she added, not realizing that Jake was horny because of the girls, not despite them.

Jake advanced, holding the apron above his waist. Martha's eyes were glued to his prick. Jake's huge cock looked as hard as the blacksmith's hammer he was holding. It looked as if he could have used his prick to drive a nail. She had never seen his prick so big and hard. He could have plowed a field with his cock, shifted boulders, dug a well. But there were better things to use it for.

"Remember that blowjob you promised me?" Jake rasped, standing before her and thrusting his loins out.

Martha licked her lips. The pink tip of her tongue flicked slowly out.

"Suck it," he croaked.

"Ummmmm – but you'll have to come fast, darling – before the girls get back." She knew Bonny and Claire were only going to be gone a short time.

Her tawny blonde head bobbed forward and Jake pushed his rock-hard cock out. His cockhead slipped into the oval of her lips, and Martha sighed with the pleasure of that tasty mouthful. She held him by the hips and pushed her face down, feeding almost all of his cock into her mouth. Jake dropped the hammer. His prick swelled in Martha's mouth. Her head ducked up and down, cheeks hollowed in as she sucked adoringly on his hot cockmeat.

Jake held the apron aside so that he could watch his prick go in and out of her lips. He began to fuck into her mouth steadily, his ass corkscrewing. The frayed hat flopped around on the back of his head as his hips jolted out. Martha purred with the joy of sucking on his delicious cockmeat and trembled in anticipation of swallowing his creamy load.

"Ahhhhh!" she sighed, sliding her tongue around on his cockhead, her lips gripping his prickshaft. Then she slid down and let his cockhead run back into her throat. A dribble of jism oozed out, and Martha whimpered as the hot slime coated her tongue. She gulped it down, whetting her appetite. Her head began to fall and rise faster as she stepped up the tempo, sucking through every precious inch. Martha would have loved to nurse on Jake's massive prick for hours, but fearing that the girls would return and interrupt them, she was desperately working with all her skill to bring him to shoot his load.

Jake was using his cock like a farm implement. He hammered into her eager lips, raked her cheeks, plowed into her gullet. He watched her lips bulge outwards around his thick, throbbing cockshaft as her head drew back and forth. Frothy dribbles of jism overflowed and seeped down his prickshaft, then her mouth slid down again, and the cum-hungry woman sucked the delicious slime greedily and gulped it down.

"Come, darling – I want your cum!" she moaned.

She twisted her head from side to side as her mouth continued to run up and down on his thick cockshaft, taking his cockhead into one cheek, then the other, then letting it probe into her throat. Her saliva poured onto his smoking hot prick and mixed with his preliminary seepage. Jake groaned and fed it to her, fucking her willing mouth just as if it were a cunt. His eyes closed and his imagination flamed. He pretended he was shoving his cock into Claire's mouth, then that he was feeding it to young Bonny. Thinking about his daughters, he plunged feverishly into his wife's hungry lips.

A spasm shook his loins and Jake staggered. He felt his balls swell at the rising crest.

"Suck it out! Drink the fucking stuff!" he cried.

Martha sucked so hard she seemed to be trying to inhale his cock right down into her heaving lungs. His fuckjuice poured out, hosing her throat and filling her mouth to overflowing. Gurgling with cocksucker's joy, Martha swallowed his creamy slime and worked with tongue and lips, sucking more out. Each time her head bobbed down, another frothy deluge shot from his pisshole. Cum ran down from both sides of her mouth as her lips pulled up his spurting cock. Martha sucked merrily away, drinking the succulent nectar greedily.

She milked his last drops out, savoring them on her tongue for a moment before swallowing. Jake, drained and exhausted, staggered back, yet her blonde head pushed after him, reluctant to have that sweet mouthful removed even after it had been emptied.

"God, that was delicious!" she whispered, as she daintily dabbed at her creamy lips.

Martha adored drinking Jake's jism. She was very glad that she had got him milked off before the girls returned.

But the girls were in no hurry to return – not at all.

"Hop up behind me, Sis," Bonny said as she swung nimbly onto the pony's sturdy back.

Claire, who had never ridden without a saddle, hesitated. But then she shrugged and squirmed up, gripping her kid sister's thigh for support. Bonny nudged her heels into Buck's flanks and the pony started to trot down the trail.

Buck wasn't sure why he was being ridden double, but he didn't mind. It was lovely to have two wet cunts rubbing on his back. Bonny's pussy always got hot when she rode bareback, and at the moment, Claire was just discovering what a kick it was to have a powerful horse clamped between her thighs and rubbing her crotch.

Claire held onto Bonny's nubile hips for support. Her gently rounded belly was tight against the curve of the younger girl's heartshaped ass and her big, stiff-tipped tits were brushing against Bonny's slender back. That contact too, was turning Claire on. She blushed slightly at her own thoughts. Imagine getting horny over your own baby sister! Still, she had to admit that Bonny had become very nubile since she'd seen her last, and Claire had also discovered the delights of female frolic from her good friend Sarah.

Grinning sheepishly, she squirmed against Bonny, rubbing her nipples against the younger girl's back and shoulders and brushing her cunt mound against her bouncy little ass. Claire didn't imagine that Bonny would notice she was clinging to her more tightly than necessary, nor that she was squirming more than the pony's gait dictated.

But Bonny, too, found the contact exciting. She was squirming more than necessary, as well, grinding her ass back against her sister's belly and groin. After her unsuccessful attempt to go down on herself, the precocious teenager had thought a great deal about finding some girl to go to bed with. She wondered if her older sister, living in the big, wicked city, had ever made it with a girl or woman. The thought was a tremendous turn-on.

Would it be incest if two sisters were to suck each other off? Bonny wondered. Or was it only incest when a cock was involved? Not that Bonny gave a damn as long as it was fun. She squirmed on Buck's back and her pussy heated up. Bonny knew that she was going to cream on the pony, like she always did. She wondered if Claire would realize it was happening? If she did, would she mind? Or was she, too, getting hot as her crotch shifted on Buck's back and rubbed against her bobbing ass?

Buck jogged along steadily. The trail turned, and as he changed direction, Claire's hands slid up from Bonny's hips and onto her plump tits. Bonny's pert nipples were standing out like bullets, exploding in her sister's palms. Claire cupped the firm, thrusting tit-mounds, kneading them. Christ! Did Bonny realize that she was feeling her up? Or did she think the contact was accidental? There was no way to tell, but Bonny made no attempt to break the contact and her nipples were swelling more with every moment.

Buck missed a step, jolting his riders. Claire's head ducked forwards, her chin on Bonny's shoulder. She looked down Bonny's limber body and blinked. I don't believe it! She thought. And yet the evidence was there to be seen – it was undeniable. Bonny was wearing her short cut-off jeans, and the crotchband was sucked right up into the vee of her crotch, wisps of cunthair curling out – and down the insides of the young girl's slim thighs glistened trickles of cuntjuice!