Bob Wallace - Sucking daughter, bucking horse

An hour later, after Patsy had had her asshole fucked by Cloud, the four girls dressed and left the barn. "Off to the stables to do some regular riding," Ellen laughed as they all climbed on their bikes.

"This is one great day," Patsy said.

She felt fabulous! She was no longer a virgin in any hole and she was vice-president of the Horse Club to boot. Everything was perfect. The four girls took off on their bikes.

Patsy looked in the mirror. A soft, sensuous smile played at the corners of her mouth. Her tongue flicked out, pink and wet, moistening her full, sensuous lips.

It had been three years since she had been inducted into the Horse Club, a nervous frightened virgin. A lot of fun and changes had taken place in those three years. Ellen's family had moved a little over a year ago, so she was no longer a member. And she had taken Cloud with her when she left. Mary had moved away three months ago and most important – Patsy was now president of the Horse Club!

Patsy combed her fingers through her blonde hair. "Oooo, today is going to be the best initiation ever," she whispered to her reflection. She rubbed her tits through her blouse. She still had the largest tits in the club.

A soft knock on the door brought her out of her thoughts. "Come in," she said, turning to the door.

"Here's Cissy, our new pledge for the club," Margie said, leading a frightened young girl into the small room. "She's ready for her final initiation."

Patsy looked hungrily at the pert, frightened girl. She seemed so young and innocent. In a way, Cissy, with her blonde pigtails and wide, frightened eyes, reminded Patsy of herself.

"You ready for the last of the initiations?" Patsy asked the quivering girl.

Cissy looked at the older girl and nodded. "Does it hurt?" she asked, a tremor in her voice.

"I can't answer your questions," Patsy said. "If you want to be an officer of our Horse Club, you have to be ready to obey."

Cissy looked into Patsy's eyes. A shuddering spasm trickled through her body. Yesterday's initiation had been exciting. The memory of being touched by Patsy had kept her awake all night. "I'll do anything," she said, meaning it. "Anything."

"Good," Patsy said. She turned to Margie. "Is everything ready in the barn?"

"Trudy's taking care of everything now. She'll let us know."

Patsy smiled. "You go and help her. I'll get acquainted with our new sergeant of arms."

Cissy shuddered, tingling as Margie left her alone with Patsy. "Is it going to be like yesterday?" she asked.

"Today will be a lot different," Patsy said. "The rest of the members won't be here. Just you, me, Margie, and Trudy. This is a private initiation only for officers of the club."

"I'm really honored," Cissy bubbled, feeling Patsy's eyes on her small tits. "I know a lot of the other girls wish they were in my place."

Patsy smiled, knowing it wasn't true. She had learned, like Ellen had learned, which girls really liked sex and which girls just accepted it as part of the initiation. Cissy, like herself, was sex-crazy. Patsy could see it in her eyes and it excited her. This was going to be one fantastic day.

"Are you going to spray me with that stuff again?" Cissy asked dreamily. "Am I going to be blindfolded?" She was bubbling with excitement and curiosity.

"The same stuff," Patsy said. "And no, you won't be blindfolded." She smiled inwardly, knowing where Sheik, the club's new mascot, would be squirting his load.

"When do we start?" Cissy moaned. Her gold-flecked eyes sparkled with desire. She was finding it hard keeping her eyes off Patsy's huge tits.

Patsy noticed this. "You really liked being played with yesterday, huh?"

Cissy nodded, a flush in her cheeks. "I never thought I would," she said. "I never did anything like that before. I'm not even allowed to date."

"Once you're an officer of the club, you'll get plenty of sex to keep you happy. You won't even have time to think about boys."

"Whewwww," she said. "Really?" Her head was spinning. She wished Patsy would rub her tits the way she had rubbed them yesterday. She felt hot in her clothes and wished she were naked.

Patsy leaned back against a table. "Why don't you get undressed? The last part of the initiation is best when you're hot."

"I'm hot already," Cissy gasped, pulling at her blouse. "I'm just dying to touch you – like you did to me yesterday."

Patsy sighed and thought of Ellen. Ellen would have been crazy about Cissy. "You're just like me, a constant itch between your legs."

"I was never able to do anything about it before," Cissy gasped, getting out of her clothes. "Yesterday was the best day of my life!" She blushed. "When you were feeling me up, checking for my cherry, I must have creamed twenty times."

"I know," Patsy gasped, staring hotly at Cissy's lithe, naked body. Like Ellen before her, Patsy always had first honors with the new members of the Horse Club. It was one of the reasons she had wanted to be president.

"How about stripping off my clothes?" Patsy stepped close to the trembling young girl. "You can play with my tits like I played with yours."

"I thought about this all night," Cissy confessed. "I couldn't sleep."

Patsy smiled as Cissy pulled on her blouse. She hadn't slept either, her night filled with visions of Cissy and her virgin pussy. "Be careful," she sighed, enjoying Cissy's exuberance.

Cissy, more precocious than Patsy had ever been, gasped as she opened Patsy's blouse and gazed hungrily at Patsy's large tits. "Ooooo, they're beautiful and so big."

Patsy was overwhelmed by the young girl's desires. Her cunt was on fire, and she began to tremble. "You can do more than look, can't cha?"

"Oh, yeah," Cissy said. She slipped off Patsy's blouse, laid it over a chair, then returned her undivided attention to Patsy's huge, milky white tits. "Oooo, Patsy, can I suck them?"

"Be my guest," Patsy said huskily. "Suck them all you want, but remember, there's more of me to suck than just my tits."

Cissy's gold-flecked eyes popped. "Really?" Her hands were frantic, squeezing, kneading the soft, pillowy flesh of Patsy's tits.

"Mmmm, yes," Patsy hummed. "I want you to lick my entire body before we go out to the barn."

"Oh, God," Cissy gasped. The possibilities were endless. She began to shake. One hand pawed Patsy's tits while her other hand worked frantically on Patsy's jeans.

"I'll help," Patsy sighed. "You play with my tits." She opened her jeans and shoved them down. They dropped to her ankles. "Nnnnn, it feels good." She leaned into Cissy's kneading hands and stepped out of her jeans. All she had on were her high-heeled riding boots.

Cissy moaned. She forced herself to step back and look at Patsy's naked body. "Oooo, you're gorgeous… so sexy."

Her eyes fell to Patsy's long legs, enhanced by the boots. She swallowed the lump in her throat and found the thick patch of dark blonde pussy hair that decorated Patsy's cunt.

"God, we're both blondes, but compared to you I'm bald between my legs."

Patsy swooned, her eyes floating to Cissy's silky blonde pussy mound. "You'll get more. I used to be the same way." She winked. "Us blondes usually take longer to grow pussy hair."

Cissy giggled. She stepped closer. "Maybe my tits will grow as big as yours." She spanned Patsy's twin globes of pleasurable tittie flesh and squeezed.

"Oooo, Cissy. Your hands are hot."

"How about my mouth?" She lifted one tit and lowered her mouth, sucking deeply on one large, swollen nipple. Slurping noises and dribbling spit came from Cissy's greedy mouth.

Patsy leaned back against the desk. Her legs were weak. "Unnn, Cissy. Your mouth. Chew my nipple. Bite it!" She balanced herself against the desk as Cissy devoured her nipple.