Bob Wallace: Sucking daughter, bucking horse

Goosebumps broke out all over Cissy's skin. She looked around the barn, tingling. Since she was naked, she knew the initiation would be sexual. Her passion had her crazy and she hoped that whatever it was would put out the fire in her virgin cunt.

"Over there," Patsy said, pointing to the middle of the barn. "Get on your hands and knees."

Cissy stumbled to the center of the barn and dropped to her hands and knees. She rocked back and forth, staring at the three girls as they gathered around her. "What are you going to do?" she asked breathlessly.

Patsy snapped her fingers, her eyes glowing. "You'll see."

Trudy and Margie grabbed some rope that was tied securely at the other ends. Quickly, they brought it over, each silently tying Cissy's ankles and wrists.

"What's this for?" Cissy asked, a trace of fright creeping into her passion-coated voice.

"So you don't change your mind," Patsy said, a sadistic smile on her face.

"I won't change my mind," Cissy sighed. "Honest. I'll do anything. Christ, you saw the way I sucked you. I love sex."

"I know," Patsy said, watching as Trudy and Margie propped a bale of hay under Cissy's body so she couldn't move. "Just wanna make sure, that's all."

Cissy tried moving but it was impossible. She was tied, a prisoner for whatever the tall sexy blonde wanted. She gulped back a lump of fear. There was nothing to worry about, she told herself. They were just testing her.

Patsy dropped to her haunches behind Cissy and rubbed Cissy's pert ass. "Mmmmm, nice." She parted Cissy's ass cheeks. "Looks delicious."

Cissy was in heaven. Patsy was going to suck out her ass! "Ooooo," she sighed, the sound escaping her moist lips. "Ooooo, touch it."

Patsy ignored the wriggling blonde and stroked her fingers down between the swollen lips of Cissy's virgin cunt. Hot buttery juice greeted her fingers. "You're even wetter than you were yesterday."

"I know," Cissy moaned, trying to push back and enjoy Patsy's tantalizing fingers. "I'm so hot I can't think straight." She giggled nervously. Being tied up and helpless still had her a little bit frightened.

"It's a shame you still have your cherry," Patsy pouted, enjoying the game. She pushed against the thin skin that protected Cissy's juicy cunthole. "Getting tongued is so much better when there's nothing blocking the way. Right, girls?"

Trudy and Margie both giggled. They were having a blast.

"Would you like us to break it for you?" Patsy asked, scratching a nail along the puffy lips of Cissy's pussy.

"Yes," Cissy cried. "Break it. I want to be just like you."

"I'm glad you said that," Patsy said. "You can't have your cherry and be an officer of our Horse Club."

"Break it then," Cissy gasped. "Break it with your finger."

"I can't do that," Patsy giggled. She scratched her nail over Cissy's blood-gorged clit, sending the young girl into a fit of whimpering spasms.

"How?" Cissy moaned, her body on fire. "How?"

"The same way I had my cherry busted," Patsy explained. "Trudy and Margie lost their cherries the same way I did."

Cissy was delirious. "How… with what? Do it… I don't care… break my cherry."

"With a cock," Patsy explained. "A nice hard cock." She looked up at her giggling friends. "You're gonna love it."

Cissy was stunned. "A cock? A boy?" She became frightened. "NO. Not a boy. Please."

"It's not a boy." Patsy giggled.

Cissy was visibly relieved. She heaved a sigh, passion quickly filling the void her panic had created. She had heard of fake cocks. A fake cock was perfect. She smiled at Patsy. "Can I see it first?"

Patsy looked at Trudy and winked. "Get it for me, will you?"

"Right away." Trudy turned and ran to the stall where Sheik, a black stallion stood calmly munching hay. "Nice, Sheik," she purred. Opening the gate, Trudy held his bridle and led him over to Patsy. "Here he is." She laughed and dropped to the floor beside Margie. The fun was about to start.

"A horse?" Cissy gasped, her eyes bugging out. "What… what's a horse for?" She struggled against her bonds, a look of terror crossing her face.

"You want your cherry busted the same way we had ours busted, right?"

"Yes," Cissy said, her eyes still wide with fear. "But why is he here?" She was beginning to shake.

"Sheik is our cherry-buster," Patsy explained. "We used to have another horse. His name was Cloud. God, he was the one who split me open. Sheik here ripped Margie and Trudy's cherries."

Struggling against the ropes that held her, Cissy twisted her head and looked at Margie and Trudy. The look on their faces made Cissy tremble. She looked back at Patsy. The same look masked Patsy's face. Tears welled up in her eyes. She fought it. It couldn't be true. They were testing her. She forced herself to be calm.

"I see you don't believe me," Patsy said. "It's true." She brought the docile horse alongside Cissy's bound body. "Look between his legs."

Cissy's eyes popped from their sockets, staring at Sheik's cock. It was half out, hanging like a piece of raw meat from between his legs. She choked on her terror. "No!" she sobbed. "Stop teasing me. Stop it!"

"I'm not teasing you," Patsy said. "You'll see. He's got a great cock!" She paused and took a deep breath. "He'll be creaming you with the same cum that he sprayed on you yesterday. You'll be howling for more. His cock will give you pleasure you never thought possible."

"Oh, God," Cissy cried out. "It's not true. It can't be." She twisted her head and saw on Margie's and Trudy's smiling faces that it was true. She twisted her neck and gazed once again at Sheik's dangling cock.

"Watch, Cissy. Watch me get him hard." Patsy stroked Sheik's belly, keeping the animal calm. She stroked close to his cock, her voice soothing him.

Cissy watched with morbid curiosity. She felt dizzy, light-headed. A part of her prayed they were only kidding, but deep inside, a part of her wished it were true. She groaned as that horrible realization hit home.

"He gets nice and slippery," Patsy moaned. She held his cock, stroking it. Throbbing strength surged through his shaft. It was growing.

Cissy saw it. "Oh, God!" She closed her eyes, refusing to look.

Sheik, Patsy's own horse, tossed his head high, his black mane swishing. His mouth opened, a whinnying noise gushed out.

"Easy, Sheik," Patsy sighed. "You'll get inside her. Calm down." She looked at a terror-stricken Cissy. "Closing your eyes won't help. Don't you want to see his cock when it's hard? All that nice cum you enjoyed so much will be up inside your cunt in a few minutes."

"I'll suck it out of you too, Cissy," Margie said. "Once Sheik is finished. You're gonna have a blast."

Cissy heard, but refused to believe. If she kept her eyes closed, the horse would go away. Patsy would laugh and tell her it was all a joke and they'd untie her.

"Look, Cissy. It's so big. Ohhhh, it will make you cream." Patsy had Sheik's cock fully exposed. It was hard, thick and glistening menacingly. "Take a look before he fucks you."

Cissy opened her eyes and saw Sheik's giant cock. "Nnnn… noooooo!" She fainted.

"She's really anxious," Patsy giggled. She dropped Sheik's cock. "C'mon, boy. Pussy time."

Sheik snorted, his black eyes glowing like coals. Muscles rippled under his sleek, black coat. Pawing the ground, he allowed Patsy to back him up and put him into position. A loud neigh, his lips rumbling, jarred Cissy from her faint.

She lifted her head and twisted her neck. Her eyes popped. Sheik was behind her! "Oh, no!" She twisted, jerking against the ropes, but it was futile. She had been bound too securely. "No, Patsy, please don't." She turned her pleading eyes to Margie and Trudy. "Tell her to stop."

The two girls ignored her. They were watching, staring at Patsy's naked body and Sheik's long, thick cock.