Frank Brown: Barnyard orgy

Candy turned in circles, wiggling her beautiful full ass at the crowd, arching her back, slipping her fingers under the crotch of her panties and pouting seductively. The men went wild. Seth could feel the panting of the men like a tropical wind swirling through the bar. The air became suffocating. Seth felt sweat running down his naked torso like warm tears. His jeans became unbearable, wrapped around his pulsating loins like cellophane. He caught himself on the verge of ripping off his jeans and lunging up onto the stage to wrap himself around Candy Lee. He was in love with Candy Lee. She was the hottest female he'd ever seen, with her wet red lips and her ruby fingernails and her wild brown hair, the hair she tossed easily back and forth over her head and shoulders, the hair she licked and chewed, the hair she gazed at him through as if through a veil. She was beckoning him. She wanted him. Come to me, she seemed to be saying with her pouts. Come with me behind my veil of beautiful hair and shove your wonderful ten-and-a-half-inch cock into my body. We shall fuck forever, my darling, just you and I, fucking forever. Come to me, darling. Come.

Candy Lee reached behind her back with one hand, and her tit-cups tumbled onto the polished yellow wood of the stage. All eyes in the bar seemed to follow the hypnotic descent of the red tit-cups before bouncing back up to catch Candy's enormous young tits. Her tits swayed in the reddish-blue haze like ready-to-burst water-balloons. Candy grabbed both tits, squeezed her nipples, and laughed silently as two quick spurts of white fluid shot out like milk out of squirt guns. The white spurts appeared to vaporize in the smoky air, and Seth blinked his eyes a few times, thinking he was seeing things. Candy licked her lips and began sliding out of her panties, giving the crowd no time to dwell on her tits.

She rolled forward, hiding her tits and cunt as she eased the panties over her squatting legs. Her long hair hid all but her knees and shins and her beautiful feet. After she'd stepped out of her panties, she remained squatting, hiding her nakedness from the crowd as she turned her face up and licked her lips. The crowd screamed. Tyler stood beside Seth, shaking as if he were going to topple over any second. Candy shot to her feet and showed herself. The crowd was like a cannon going off.

"I wanna fuck you!" Seth screamed. "I wanna fuck you!" He rubbed his cock with both hands as if feverishly kneading bread dough. He was vaguely aware of his words, but he wasn't sure whether he was shouting them or just thinking them.

Candy danced maddeningly, showing off every inch of her unbelievable body. Seth guessed her to be in her early twenties, and she was built like a female out of one of those slick fuck magazines his pa bought from time to time. Seth had never seen bigger tits, and when she leaned over and showed the crowd her cunt, Seth swore that he'd only seen such hairy slabs of cuntmeat on a cow. Candy was ripe and Candy was hot. Candy spread her cunt-slabs and Seth saw a writhing mass of purple meat inside, a mass of wet purple meat. Fuck juice dripped from Candy's fingers. Pussy juice ran down Candy's legs. Seth could hardly stand up from the shaking. Seth thought he was either going to faint or explode. He put both hands on the stage to brace himself, gazing at Candy's spread crotch with his tongue hanging out and dripping. He was aware of Tyler beside him, also leaning on the stage and panting like a dog.

Candy saw them and danced over. Candy's beautiful foot hovered before Seth's eyes like a cobra about to strike. Her wiggling toes touched his lips. Seth opened his mouth feeling the hot toes between his teeth. He sucked on them like a baby sucking on a bottle. Candy's toes were salty and sweet. Seth had never sucked on a girl's toes before, but now he thought he could suck on Candy's forever.

Candy sat down on the stage, presenting Tyler her foot. Tyler grabbed it and began sucking on her toes as if they'd had honey dribbled over them. Both boys were sucking Candy's toes now, while Candy writhed on the floor, thrusting her spread crotch, twisting her head from side to side and moaning to the rhythm of the raunchy music throbbing over the speaker system. The men watching Candy and the two boys went crazy, cursing and groaning like an imprisoned mob. They pressed toward the stage, hands straining to stroke Candy. Candy pulled her feet away from the two boys, eased up closer to them, and fed them her crotch. Both boys dove for her crotch simultaneously, cracking their skulls together.

Seth was dazed. He was aware of the pounding in his head, of the overwhelming aroma of Candy's seething cunt, of himself and Tyler fighting to get their tongues inside her. Seth had never been partial to sucking cunt, but this female was unlike any other he'd ever gotten close to. Her cunt sucked at him like a powerful magnet. He ached to crawl up inside her and to lick her out. He managed to get a few licks of her livery cunt-slabs before Candy pushed both him and Tyler away. Her cunt-slabs were hot, like sizzling steaks, and she tasted better than the finest smoked ham. He almost fainted as he swallowed her pussy juice.

Candy sat up, presenting the two boys her tits.

Each boy swallowed up a mouthful of tit-flesh and began to suck like twin suckling babes. Candy squealed.

For a few moments, Seth found himself choking, choking on the surprising jets of hot liquid that shot at the back of his throat. What was happening? He couldn't believe it. Then the sweet taste of milk filled his head and he began to suck in earnest. Candy's tits were full of milk – hot, sweet, rich mother's milk. Within the next few seconds he filled half his mouth with milk and was swallowing it down when Candy's tit was yanked out of his mouth. Candy's stinging hands fell across both his own and Tyler's faces, and their heads snapped sideways and cracked together, sending milk spraying from their mouths. Candy was back up on her feet, laughing.

"Get them snotty-nosed babies out of here," Candy shouted, and the mob exploded with mean laughter.

Strong hands gripped Seth by the jeans and by the hair and he found himself being dragged through the screaming mob and hurled into the humid darkness outside the bar. The last he heard of Candy was her shrieking laughter and her shouting, "Who let those brats in here?" As he hit the dirt outside the bar he heard Tyler scream and felt Tyler crash down on top of him.

"Goddamn hippies!" taunted a gravely male voice before the door of the bar slammed shut and the uproar inside became muffled and distant.

Tyler lay on the ground beside Seth, panting loudly. "You all right?" he asked.

"I think so," Seth said. "What happened, anyway?"

"We got kicked out," Tyler said, wiping the milk off his chin. "It ain't the first time Candy's had guys kicked out."

Seth shook his head. "I thought she was gonna let us fuck her."

Tyler laughed. "Up on that stage? No way. The sheriff would close the place down before you even shot off. Candy's job is to tease, not to put out. I've heard that she's teased some guys so bad that they went home and blew their brains out."

"Bull!" Seth said, but he could almost believe it.

Both boys were silent for a few moments. The sound of crickets chirping hung in the thick night air. Inside the bar, the crowd seemed to be getting even wilder. Seth grabbed his hard cock and wanted to crush his prick to make his cockshaft stop aching. He licked the last sticky drops of Candy's milk off his lips.

"I couldn't believe she puts out milk," Seth said.

Tyler lay there stroking his hard cock through his jeans. "She had a kid about six weeks ago. She ain't been back dancing but for two weeks now. Before that she didn't dance for a long time. Got laid off when her belly started growing."