Bob Wallace: Mom_s horse hunger

Patti worked her hips in a tight frenzied circle. Betsy's teeth, her jamming thumb, her sucking mouth – all carried her to the peak. She snapped her head as her blue eyes widened.

"I'm cumming… cumming!" Patti thrashed as a river of warm frothy pussy-cum overflowed the banks of her cunt and spilled over Betsy's face. "I'm cumming! Ohhhhh, Christ!"

Betsy, bearing the brunt of Patti's overpowering orgasm, didn't need to be told. She sucked hard, chewed maniacally on the hard blood-filled clit between her teeth. Her thumb twisted, scratching the walls of Patti's asshole.

"Yessss," Patti hissed, her face turning red. "Yessss!" Her ass was impaled on Betsy's finger, her clit caught between Betsy's teeth. She went insane. Twisting, she smashed her ass back, then jerked forward, almost tearing her clit from her body.

"I'm… Ooooo… cumming… cumming!" She wrenched her head around and saw the frantic movements of her hips. She heard the squishing sounds of her cunt and Betsy's mouth. "Oooooooo!" She swayed, almost collapsing.

Betsy was amazed by Patti's passion and her gushing cunthole. She used her tongue like a whip, her thumb like a drill. Her free hand searched and found one of Patti's swollen tits. She clamped her fingers into the yielding skin and squeezed.

"Aghhhhh!" Patti wailed as another orgasm racked her young virgin body. Her face smacked into Betsy's belly. The scent of Betsy's cunt invaded her brain and she shuddered. "Nooooo… more!" A vicious spasm shot through her gooey cunthole where her pussy muscles pulsed and beat, jealous for a cock.

Betsy, her mouth clamped tight against Patti's pussy, knew it was over. She hated to give up the delights of her friend's cunt. Betsy licked now, lazily enjoying the seeping fuck juice, the soft silky pussy folds. She purred, popped her thumb from Patti's asshole, and released her tit.

Patti trembled and rolled off, catching her breath. She stared dully up at the ceiling. "Christ, Betsy. Fabulous… damn!" She sat up, still weak, light-headed and flushed.

"Now can we go to the barn?" Betsy was impatient, anxious.

Patti giggled. "As soon as we get dressed."

Betsy was out of bed in a flash. "Let's go."

Patti laughed.

"Where are you two going?" Alice asked as Patti and Betsy bounded down the stairs.

Patti giggled and gave her mother a secret smile. "Out to the barn and see Tiny and Blazer before we leave for the horse show."

"We won't be long," Betsy gushed, her face flushed with excitement. "I just want to see the winner of the show." She avoided Alice's gaze, believing Patti's mother would be able to tell what they had done upstairs.

"There's plenty of time," Alice said. She looked at her daughter, then at Betsy. She had heard the moans and knew what would probably happen in the barn. "Be careful." She looked straight at Patti.

"We will, Mommy," Patti promised. She shivered.

Betsy was at the screen door, wanting to leave before Patti changed her mind or her mother stopped them. The cock Patti had promised filled her mind. She was afraid not to believe, knowing she would go crazy if Patti had been lying. "C'mon, Patti."

"I'm coming," Patti giggled.

"Don't get Blazer overheated," Alice said. "He's in the show and I want him looking his best."

Patti coughed back a laugh. "Okay, Mommy. I'll just show him to Betsy." She knew what her mother meant, and she laughed loudly, running out of the house and racing across the yard to the barn.

Betsy's legs were weak, her mind racing around in circles. The taste of Patti's pussy was still in her mouth and she loved it. "Wait for me." She took off down the steps and ran over to join Patti.

Patti opened the barn door, allowing Betsy to go in first. She spotted her mother looking out of the kitchen window, and she waved. Closing the door and locking it, she faced an anxious Betsy.

"Where is it?" Betsy bubbled. Her body was on fire, and her pussy pulsed, oozing warm sudsy fuck cream into the crotch of her panties.

Patti took her horny friend's hand and led her to Tiny's stall. Passing Blazer, she smiled dreamily at the giant stallion, knowing someday soon she would have him as well.

"He's gorgeous," Betsy gasped, staring at Blazer.

"You don't know how gorgeous," Patti said cryptically. She giggled. "What do you think of Tiny?"

"He's nice," Betsy said impatiently. Her dark eyes pleaded. "Now get me the cock you promised… please." She squirmed as she stood in front of Tiny's stall.

"You'll get it," Patti whispered conspiratorially.

"When?" Betsy moaned. She scratched Tiny behind the ear.

Patti ignored her friend and opened the gate to Tiny's stall. She led him out to the center of the barn, stroking his head as Betsy watched in bewilderment.

"What are you going to do with Tiny?" Betsy frowned. "You promised me a cock." She stood on first one leg, then the other, anxious, hot and ready.

"Why don't you strip first," Patti said, stroking Tiny's flank. "If you want a cock, you're certainly not dressed for it."

"Neither are you," Betsy snapped. "Are you going to break your cherry too?"

"I am," Patti said, enjoying Betsy's nervousness. "Strip. I'll get the cock, and we can both lose our cherries."

"Oh, shit," Betsy moaned. She stripped quickly, her big firm tits bouncing with each agitated movement.

"A nice piece, huh?" Patti whispered in Tiny's ear.

Tiny whinnied and tossed his head. He sensed an excitement in the air, and it aroused him. His tail swished, catching Betsy across her jiggling tits as she walked over.

"Ooooo," Betsy gasped. She stared at Patti. "Where's the cock?" There was a pleading tone in her voice and she found that she was shaking. "You're not undressed either."

Patti stepped back from her pony, feasting her eyes on her dark-haired friend. "Pet Tiny while I get my clothes off."

Reluctantly, Betsy complied. She stroked his forehead, watching Patti strip off her clothes. A lump formed in her throat as she gazed hotly at Patti's now naked body.

Patti leaned against Tiny's empty stall, her fingers lightly caressing her silky skin. She leered at Betsy and Tiny, wondering how to explain to Betsy that the cock she wanted was hanging between Tiny's hind legs. She stifled a giggle and continued to play with herself.

Tiny brought his mouth to Betsy's plump tittie meat. Rubbery lips soaked one melon-shaped globe in warm drool, swelling the nipple and stiffening the tip. His tail swished as Betsy's squeals of surprise made him snort.

Betsy stepped back, panting and gasping for air. She felt dizzy, shaken. She looked at her spit-covered tit, then at Patti. "Did you see what he did?" Betsy was dumbfounded.

"I did," Patti giggled. "Did you like it?" Betsy looked hotly at the handsome pony.

Her virgin pussy was throbbing. "Patti…"

She snapped her head around. "Did he ever do that to your tits?"

Patti nodded, glad that Tiny had taken the first step. "It feels great, huh?"

Betsy found her voice. "Won't he bite?"

"Only nibble," Patti said.

For the moment, Betsy forgot about the cock Patti had promised. She was enthralled by Tiny's mouth and the pleasure she had received when he had licked her tits. She gulped, took a step closer to the docile pony.

"Go on," Patti urged. "He's fantastic."

Betsy took another step, bringing her tits back within striking distance of Tiny's rubbery wet mouth. "Lick," Betsy whispered. "Lick." She held her tits in her hands and trembled, waiting for the pony to comply.

Tiny rumbled his lips and soaked Betsy's tits with warm pony drool. He nibbled gently on her swollen nipples, using his teeth to gently play with her hard tips.

Patti came over to join them. She saw the passion on Betsy's face and knew her friend was crazy hot. "He licks pussy too," she said, rubbing her tits against Tiny's side.