Frank Brown: Barnyard orgy

Now it was Harlan's turn to laugh. "That happens, Cal. All these uppity city women around for her to see and take after. What can you expect, Cal?"

Cal didn't smile. Sweat dripped from his nose and rolled down over his beer belly as he struggled up out of his chair. Like a prize hog, Harlan thought.

"Ruby!" Cal bellowed. "Get your ass in here. Now!"

"I'm busy, Pa!" came Ruby's far off voice from one of the rear bedrooms of the house. "You oughta know that, Pa."

"Now!" Cal bellowed, and his voice shook the wood-frame house. "Now!"

Seth's mouth hung open while he watched Cal, and Harlan nudged the boy, whispering, "Old Cal ain't exerted himself this much since he left the farm." Seth smiled.

The door to the back hallway opened slowly, and Ruby poked her head into the livingroom. Her black hair was tangled, as if she'd just awakened from a night's sleep.

"Yeah, Pa?"

"Yeah, Pa nothing!" Cal yelled. "Get your uppity ass in here!"

Ruby stepped into the livingroom, wrapped in a white sheet. Half her hair fell over the front of one shoulder, hanging two feet down the front of the sheet like black Spanish moss. Her bare feet showed from under the sheet, the toes still wide spread and strong, evidence that she'd been raised as a barefooted country girl. She smiled shyly, and her eyes shifted uneasily.

"Drop that sheet," Cal said. "You think none of us ever seen you naked?"

Ruby let the sheet slide off her shoulders and heap on the floor around her feet like snow. The teenaged girl was a ripe beauty. Purple nipples capped her fully developed tits. Her cunt hair was as shimmering-black as her head, the kinky triangle of fur seeming to pulsate. Her inner thighs were shiny with juice – pussy juice and likely with Delbert's cum.

Harlan hadn't expected to get a piece of her ass until later in the afternoon, until after his two sons had had all the fucks their horny young pricks could stand, but now, sitting here looking at the hottest farm female to ever come out of the county, Harlan found himself hornier than he'd been in months. His cock swelled up in half a second, and he gripped his prick the same way Seth was gripping his own cock.

"Now what's this," Cal asked, "about you smart-mouthing Seth?"

"I just asked him to wait for Delbert to finish himself off, Pa. I just wanted both of them to get their money's worth."

Cal spat. "How do you expect Seth here to get his money's worth with you clamming up your mouth like a mule? I don't care if Seth here wants to piss in your mouth. You open up for him – hear?"

"You don't understand, Pa."

"Shut your mouth, girl! Don't try any of your smart city-girl talk on me. Now get down and show me your ass."

Ruby groaned, but dropped to her knees immediately. She swiveled, leaned forward onto her elbows, and pushed her beautiful round ass high into the air. Cal took two steps toward her, yanked off his belt, and let her have it.

Crack! The leather belt fell across Ruby's young ass. The teenage girl whimpered, and her ass shivered, the pink pucker between her asscheeks appearing to dilate. Crack! The belt fell again. Crack! Crack! Crack! Ruby screamed and toppled over onto the heaped white sheet, rolling her naked young body into a ball. Cal raised his belt again, but before he could lay it on his daughter's naked body, Seth intervened, diving from where he sat in his chair and landing on the girl like a cat pouncing on a bird. The boy covered her, clawing at her tits, ramming his long middle finger up her cunt, chewing at her shoulder.

Cal lowered his belt. "Hey, boy, I ain't done whipping her muley ass." He was panting from the exertion of the five lashes he'd given her, and sweat rolled off his forehead and dripped off his nose.

Harlan couldn't help but to laugh. "Set yourself down, Cal. Let the boy take care of her. He'll give her more than a whipping to think about."

Cal gave Harlan a grim look, then smiled. "You make a lot of sense, Harlan." He reseated himself with a look of satisfaction.

The old boar's thanking the Almighty, Harlan thought, thanking the Almighty for sending Seth to take over. It's too hot a day for tanning hide, he's thinking.

Ruby squirmed on the floor, trying to escape Seth's biting and clawing and finger-jamming. Besides that, she was likely still smarting from her father's leather belt. She uncoiled suddenly and struck at Seth's face with her fingernails. Seth jerked away as if he'd been struck at by a rattlesnake.

"Goddamn you, bitch!" Cal shouted, and he started to struggle out of his chair.

Harlan reached over and held him down. "Leave her be, Cal. Let the boy take care of her. He's gotta learn how to tame a wild filly sometime."

Cal settled back. "All right," he said, "but I don't like the uppity way she's behaving. She's been tame enough for five years now – best Goddamn whore a man could ask for. Now why's she getting so Goddamn uppity all of a sudden?" He shook his head.

"Ain't nothing wrong with a little spunk in a female," Harlan said, and he rubbed his aching cock again. He liked women with fight. He'd sired six sons on a muley wife – rest her soul. But that was ancient history. He hadn't wrestled a female in years. He hoped Ruby would still have some fight in her after Seth got through with her.

Seth kneeled up and struggled out of his pants. Ruby lay before him on the floor, glaring at him like a mad black cat. Ruby had yellowish-green eyes and, together with her black hair, they made her look mean. The boy had a tight ass and muscular legs, which were both very white in contrast to his sun-tanned torso. Harlan smiled to himself as Seth sat back to drag the jeans off over his big feet. The boy was wiry and mean. This was going to be a good cat fight.

"Shit, Harlan," Cal said, "the boy takes after his pa, don't he? Biggest Goddamned dick I ever seen."

Harlan laughed. "Bigger than mine, Cal. Hey, Seth, turn yourself more around so Cal here can get a look at your crowbar."

"Aw, Pa," Seth said, but he spun around on his skinny ass, which made a rubbery squeaking sound against the wood of the floor. His enormous cock throbbed, standing vertical against his brown belly. The purple cockhead, half poking out of its foreskin, tapped his belly well up above the navel. His bloated brown balls rolled restlessly against the floor wood.

Cal whistled. "Goddamn! You ever measured the dang thing, boy?"

Seth's face turned almost as purple as his prickhead.

"Well, speak up, Seth," Harlan urged.

"Ten and a half inches," Seth said, "measured on top."

"I believe it," Cal said. "Shit!"

"That's a half inch longer than my own," Harlan said. "But you ain't seen nothing yet. Delbert! Delbert! Where in the hell are you? What in the hell you doing back there? Hiding?"

"Right here, Pa." Delbert stepped through the same door Ruby had. He looked like a miniature version of Seth – wiry, brown, with a mop of shaggy wheat-colored hair. He held a pillow in front of his loins to hide his total nakedness.

Harlan laughed, and Cal guffawed.

"Drop that fool pillow," Harlan said. "Dang you, boy – you run around the farm without your pants on half the time, and here you come trying to hide your prick with a pillow."

Delbert dropped the pillow, and his teen-aged cock sprung into view, quivering like an arrow that had just hit its mark in a tree trunk. Unlike his brother's cock, Delbert's cock was circumcised, the balloonlike head completely uncovered.

"I don't believe it," Cal said. "It ain't real."

Harlan laughed. "It's real enough – all eleven solid inches of it. And don't ask me how that skinny, pint-sized colt got himself a cock like that, because I couldn't tell you."

"Likely comes from pulling on it a hell of a lot," Cal said, and both men laughed, while Delbert giggled shyly. Meanwhile, Seth had sprung onto Ruby again, and the two of them writhed on the floor like mating cats.