David Crane: Horse-loving farm wives

Brenda Tucker liked to ride bareback.

Brenda was a nubile young teenager and she loved to feel her crotch slide around on the horse's back. She could get her rocks off that way, creaming her jeans and lathering the horse's broad back. Zeus seemed to like it, too. Zeus was a stallion.

Brenda was riding down the lane that led away from the farm where she lived. Many of the farmhouses in the neighborhood had been modernized and converted into country homes for people from the city, but Brenda lived on a proper working farm, with harvests and animals. She had little respect for the newcomers, the city slickers. But she had a lot of respect for the stallion, especially for his mighty prick.

Brenda was fond of pricks.

Now she leaned limberly sideways, one fist clutching the horse's mane, and gazed under the animal. Sure enough, his cock was starting to stiffen. The girl smiled impishly. She had been pretty sure that the stallion would get a hard-on while she squirmed around on his back. She loved the idea of turning a stallion on. The sight of that big prick starting to get hard really inspired the naughty teenager. She squirmed around more, her slim thighs tightening around the animal's flanks as she worked her crotch up and down his spine.

Brenda was wearing denim shorts and a tee shirt.

The fact that she wore no bra under the tee shirt was obvious, because her stiff nipples were standing out in little peaks. The shorts were very short, tucked up into her crotch. A wisp of blonde pubic hair curled out from the leghole and the crotch-piece was soaking wet with the flood of her pussy-juices. A creamy ribbon of the juice was trickling down her smooth thigh and onto the stallion's back, lathering him with the liquids of her lust.

Zeus tossed his head and snorted.

Brenda ran her hand down his powerful, arched neck.

"I know what you want, boy," she whispered.

The stallion pricked up his ears. Brenda slid her foot down under his belly and began to rub her heel against his prick. It stiffened at the touch. But then she stopped. She was afraid that the stallion might shoot his heavy wad if she rubbed him too long with her heel… and the girl had better uses for the animal's hot load.

Just then a pick-up truck came down the lane, billowing dust in its wake.

Brenda drew the horse to the edge of the track to give the truck room to pass. The truck slowed and the driver looked out at her, a big grin on his face. Brenda knew him. He was Mike Rowley, a local handyman. He wasn't bad looking and Brenda smiled back at him. The truck was passing at a mere crawl and, for a moment, Brenda thought that Mike was going to stop. She hoped not, though. Brenda wouldn't have minded giving Mike a fuck, not at all, but at the moment she had that massive horse prick to take care of.

She hoped Mike hadn't noticed that the stallion had a hard-on. And if he had noticed, she hoped that he would not realize what she was going to do with that hard-on.

But then Mike winked and speeded up.

Mike, too, had something else to do right now. He was on his way to seduce – or rape – a woman.

Brenda waited until the truck had turned out of sight. The stallion was quivering under her. She could feel the tension of his body in her crotch and between her slim thighs, causing her to tingle all over. Her nipples shot out like bullets and her clit sparked. She was smiling, because she was about to do a very naughty thing… and naughty things always made Brenda smile. But there was nothing humorous about the look in her big blue eyes. They glowed with pure passion.

"C'mon, boy," she said.

Brenda neck-reined the horse, heading him toward a nearby grove of trees. The stallion snorted. He seemed to have a pretty good idea what was going to happen now. It had happened before.

They rode into the trees, a sun-dappled glade that was hidden from the lane by the trunks and the leafy boughs.

Zeus halted automatically.

Brenda slid gracefully down from the animal's broad back. Her plump tits bounced merrily and her tight little ass squirmed around in the tight-fitting shorts. A ribbon of cunt-juice was running slowly down the inside of her leg and there was a pool of the creamy stuff welled up in the crotchband.

She stood off to the side, looking at the horse's cock and balls in profile. She loved to look at the stallion's prick… for starters. Now his prick got longer and fatter, as if her gaze was caressing him. His cockshaft stretched out under his belly and the dark knob came squeezing out from its leathery sheath, a huge slab of cockmeat that was making the horny girl's mouth water. The very sight was making her dizzy with desire. Brenda liked all pricks, even human ones, but she preferred the stallion's mighty fuck-tool, by far.

"Yummy," the teenager sighed.

She licked her lips in happy anticipation.

The stallion tossed his head, mane flowing and rippling, one wild black eye turned on the girl.

"You want me to do something about that nice big hard-on, don't you, boy?" Brenda whispered. "Something nice."

The horse's prick, almost fully erect by this time, heaved with a powerful surge of energy. Zeus pawed at the grassy earth and made a moist nickering sound.

Brenda giggled.

That moist sound seemed to hint at just what the stallion wanted her to do to him.

Brenda pulled her tee shirt off.

She didn't want to get cum on it.

Then Brenda unsnapped her shorts and she tugged them down, her lithe hips squirming and her juicy ass wriggling. She stepped out of the shorts. She was wearing no panties and her cunt was awash with juice. She cupped her hand over her crotch and gave it a squeeze. She shuddered at the sensation. But then she drew her hand away again. She was not ready for a handjob yet.

She stepped up, then sank to her knees beside the horse's flank. The horse stood still, his haunches quivering slightly in anticipation of the pleasure he was about to enjoy. Brenda was quivering plenty, herself, now. The girl really loved to milk that massive prick and drain the stallion's huge balls.

She reached under him, palm upward, and began to run her hand along the length of his prick, from his bloated balls to his flaring cockhead. His fat fuckrod throbbed in her hand. She began stroking the underside of his prickmeat with both hands. His cock was so stiff that it was vibrating like a tuning fork and that vibration ran up her arms and set the girl's body to trembling in the same tempo.

She blew her warm breath onto his cockhead.

The great prick flared out wildly.

His piss-slit was gaping open and now a drop of thick milky jism came bubbling out. It ran down the dark meat of his cockhead in a creamy trickle. Brenda whimpered when she saw that. It looked like a glob of evaporated milk, she thought, but she knew from past experience that it was a lot more delicious than milk.

Her mouth was as hot as her cunt by this time. It even felt like a cunt, her lips like cunt-lips and her tongue tingling every bit as much as her clit.

She leaned in, pushed her tongue out and slowly drew in the tip of the horse's cockhead, gathering up the hot cum-drop. She let it roll around on her taste buds for a moment, savoring the flavor of stallion jizz, adoring the taste and the texture of the slimy nugget. Then she tossed her head back and let it run down her throat.

"Ummmm," she purred.

Brenda was thinking that there was nothing as delicious as a stallion's cum, lapped from a stallion's prick. She loved the taste of the horse's cockmeat and she adored his jism.

That first drop had made the girl ravenous for more. She rubbed her hands up and down, milking another fat droplet from his piss-slit. She tongued it up and swallowed it.