David Crane: Sisters love horses

Jake was making believe that the circle of his closed hand was his daughter's cunthole.

He cupped his balls in his free hand and his ass began to grind and corkscrew in a fucking movement as he drove his iron-hard cock through his stroking fist. A glob of preliminary spunk oozed from his gaping pisshole and ran sluggishly down his prick-knob. His fist skimmed faster over the slimy lubrication.

"Fuck me, Bonny!" he muttered, lost to his wild, incestuous dreams. "Whip your sweet pussy onto my cock…"

His eyes were closed. Her image was concrete in his mind. He thought of her sensual lips and nimble tongue and rasped: "Suck me off, girl…"

Then he remembered her sweet ass and mumbled: "Yeah! Grind that fucker!"

His whole body began to tremble and shake as the thrill built up in his loins. Visions of plump young tits and juicy cunts and trim little asses surged madly through his thoughts. More spunk squeezed out. The head of his cock was soaking now, the dark purple cockmeat streamed and lathered with frothy white cum. Thick drops flew off and fell to the ground as he jerked on his prick.

He was about to come. A spasm shook him and his jaw dropped open. The smoldering pipe fell unheeded to the earth. A moment later, a glob of cum fell onto the hot bowl, steaming in the air. His pisshole was streaming freely now and his balls had swelled like over-inflated balloons.

Suddenly his loaded balls erupted. As his fist pumped down, he felt his cockshaft expand. The cream rushed up and a split second later a great spurt of cum shot from his prick-knob, rising through the air and then falling down and splattering on the fertile field. A second wad erupted from his cock and rose straight up, hanging suspended for a moment, a silvery rocket of slime hovering before his chest, then splashed back onto his rubber boots. The stuff ran down the black rubber like quicksilver.

Still thinking of his daughter's mouth and cunt and ass, Jake pumped his prick off to the dregs. Spurt after spurt ripped out and then, as the pressure was relieved, the last of his fuck-juice came out in a mere trickle, running down his prick and pooling up on the web between his thumb and forefinger.

Jake kept frigging his prick until he was sure that he had pumped out every drop. His fist slowed, then halted, clutching his cock at the roots. He staggered, weak-legged and spent.

His balls slowly subsided and his cock turned to rubber. But it didn't go completely soft. Jake was a potent man and one handjob wasn't enough to completely diminish his desire – especially not when he had been thinking about his daughter.

He looked down at the ground and smiled wryly. His creamy cum was splattered all over the place. He shook his semi-hard prick and a few drops of slime sprayed from his cockhead. He took out his handkerchief and carefully wiped the remaining scum from his prickshaft, not wanting any incriminating evidence lingering on his cock for his wife to find. Then he folded his cock back into his fly. Still not really limp, the fat prick resisted, and he grimaced as he jammed it forcibly back into his trousers and zippered them up. He stared down. A definite bulge was still evident in his groin, but it was not nearly as huge and prominent as it had been before he'd unloaded his balls and it wasn't throbbing and pulsating so noticeably. He guessed that he could get back to the house without attracting the attention of the hired hand – back to the house where his ever-ready wife was waiting.

Jake, not content with his handjob, was eager to get home and stuff his cock into Martha's hot cunt. And he knew that, when he did so, he was going to close his eyes and make believe that it was his sexy young daughter's pussy he was pounding into.

Still shaky and weak-kneed, Jake wandered out from the shelter of the pine trees and headed for the house. As he walked, his balls were already starting to recharge themselves and to refill with a new load of fuckjuice.

He was still thinking about his bouncy, nubile daughter, lusting for her and ashamed of his lust.

Jake would have lusted even more if he had known how naughty his little girl could be – and was being, at that very moment…

Bonny Harper was still a virgin, but that was a condition that the girl fully intended to terminate at the first opportunity. She was practical about it, with no desire to save her cherry for marriage or for the right man. She simply wanted to get laid. Any guy would do, she figured, as long as he had a big, hard cock. If she had lived in the city, Bonny would probably have been screwed by this time, but in the isolated countryside the selection of eligible young men was scant and although she'd been flirting lasciviously with the hired hand, he hadn't yet made a move in return. No doubt he was worried that he would lose his job if her father found out.

Bonny had been finger fucking herself for about a year, having discovered the pleasure of her hand by accident one day, while soaping her crotch in the bathtub. She enjoyed it a great deal, and did it with regularity – at least once a day and often more. She frigged her cunt to a foamy cum first thing in the morning, as a rule, when she was still groggy from sleep, and often she went to sleep at night with her hands still clamped over her soaking pussy. She seldom took a bath without enjoying an underwater handjob, remembering how she had first discovered the joys of self-induced coming. But, as much as she enjoyed it, the sexy teenager was becoming bored with handjobs and was ready for some stiff prick. Then she discovered a brand-new thrill.

It had happened the first time that she rode her pony bareback. Bonny hadn't even been thinking naughty thoughts, she had simply been jogging along on Buck's broad back when all of a sudden, her cunt started to simmer, then smolder. She had wrapped her slender thighs tightly around his powerful, sweat-lathered body and squirmed her crotch up and down along the ridge of his spine until, gasping, she creamed. It had been so wonderful that she could hardly wait for her next ride.

Just at the moment her father was beating his cock thinking about Bonny, the girl was wriggling happily around on Buck's back. She had started to squirm the moment the bend in the lane had taken her out of sight of the field, moving sinuously and slowly, wanting to prolong the pleasant build-up before the creamy conclusion.

Her thighs tensed and her ass churned. She clung to the pony's flowing mane, her eyes narrowed and her lips parted, her pretty face transfigured to a mask of pure passion. She wasn't wearing any panties under her tiny denim shorts and the crotchband of those shorts was sodden. The material was dragged into the vee of her crotch as if by the suction of her cunt-hole, and her hairy, pink cuntlips were gaping open, pushing free of the band. Frothy white cuntjuice trickled down the insides of her thighs like a string of pearls.

Buck tossed his head up and snorted, his soft nostrils flaring and his eyes wild and white. He sniffed, scenting the girl's arousal and, being a stallion, started to get aroused himself. He trotted more slowly, his gait faltering as Bonny rubbed her crotch up and down along his ridged backbone.

A ribbon of pussy juice slid from Bonny's steaming cunt and poured down the pony's back. The hot slime was drenching her shorts and seeping through the denim, making the animal's back slippery and Bonny slid up and down on that lubrication, moaning softly as her wonderful sensations rose towards their peak.

Waves of joy rushed across her belly and shot like electric currents up her thighs.

"Oh!" she gasped as a spasm shook her.

Her taut, swollen clit detonated, setting off a juicy explosion in the depths of her fuckhole. The blonde girl jerked about spasmodically, rubbing her cunt furiously up and down the pony's heaving back. She bowed over his arched back, then threw her head and shoulders back, her long blonde hair tumbling. The waves of her climax came higher and faster, rushing one upon the other so fast that they were blending into one prolonged peak. Her whole nubile body was vibrating, her plump tits bobbing up and down, her trim ass grinding.