Paul Gable - Niece in torment

"You know," Faye gasped out.

"How dumb do you think I am? While you and Helen were hiding upstairs, I nosed around the house. I suspected something was going on. Then I found this," Al said, reaching into his rear pocket and pulling out a wrinkled piece of white paper. "It's a letter from her lawyers in San Francisco," he said angrily, shoving the paper in front of Faye's face. The first thing she noticed was the name and address of the legal firm. It was the same one that Jack worked for! He might not be on this particular case, but his associates were. If she'd only known this before! "It's about a transfer of title and a pending divorce. It didn't take me too long to put two and two together. I know why the fuck you came up here. And believe me, baby, you're gonna be one fuckin' sorry chick for doin' it."

With that Al grabbed Faye away from Mike and spun her around. She tried to break free, but his grip was too strong. Everything turned into one big blur. She saw Mike's and Juan's grinning faces, her aunt's black-and-blue face twisted into an expression of horror, and Al's leering eyes as her feet stumbled across the sharp hay stubble on the barn floor. Suddenly Al let her go, sending the blonde whirling across the floor into a small stall to the right.

"Ohhhhhh!" Faye cried out, landing on her back on a pile of hay. She shook her head and looked up. A large, shiny, muscular stallion towered above her, snorting with surprise and rage at the blonde's sudden invasion of his private territory. She was about to get up when Al stopped her from rising with a violent gesture of his hands.

"Meet your new lover," he said, pointing at the stomping horse.

Faye kept screaming for help while Mike and Juan grabbed her by the ankles and dragged her out of the stable. Al led the black, muscular stallion from that tiny wooden bin, pulling him to a position about ten feet away from the struggling blonde. Faye clawed at the loose dirt of the barn floor, trying to stop herself from going any further as the two men dragged her closer to the big animal.

"If you think dogs are great, wail 'till you get onto this dick," Al said, sneering at the cringing woman while he rubbed his right hand soothingly up and down the big animal's long head.

Faye couldn't say anything. Fear and tenor gripped her like a powerful vise, choking out any response to the man's taunts. She crossed her arms over her bare tits and stared wide-eyed at the black stallion. His big black eyes rolled around with excitement while he stomped on the floor, creating little puffs of dust wherever his powerful hoofs crashed down. His black, sleek sides glistened with a thin coating of sweat under the bright lights.

"A good breeder," Al commented wryly as he looked first at the home, then down at Faye's exposed, hairy blonde pussy.

"Oh, no. You couldn't want me…" Faye started to say. Then her eyes shifted down to the animal's powerful hindquarters. She saw his dick, long, tubular and black, handing down like an elephant's trunk. Slowly, its wrinkled skin began to stretch out, and the blonde could see the stallion's thick, meaty, bulbous cock-head pushing out of the prick-shaft.

"But in case you don't know how to do it, your aunt can teach you," Al said, laughing cruelly as he motioned to Juan and Mike to get Helen.

"You lie!" Helen cried out as the two men grabbed her by the wrists and hauled her up to the home.

"Like hell I do. She doesn't like to admit it, but your aunt turns on to animals the way I turn on to cunts. If you don't believe me, just ask her about the time I caught her in here about five years ago with this one's sire," Al said, smirking as he nodded his head toward the stallion.

"Don't listen to him!" Helen cried out, flushing red with shame.

"Oh, she didn't have his dick in her. I stopped that before she had a chance. But there was this old lady, her bra and blouse off, kneeling under that fuckin' horse's legs. She had his big, stiff cock in her hands and she was rubbing it between her titties. You should have heard her, talkin' to that animal like her was her lover or somethin'," Al said, breaking out into laughter after he finished telling his story.

"Aunt Helen!" Faye cried out, looking at her aunt in amazement.

"I'm sorry, Faye. But he made me do it," Helen said, hanging her head down in shame.

"Like hell I did," Al retorted.

"Not physically. But after being married to you…" Helen started to say.

"We're gonna take care of that pretty soon," Al said, turning around and winking at both Mike and Juan. They laughed with him, and their combined joking made Faye's blood curdle. "Get that bitch swingin' on him," Al said suddenly, pointing at his wife.

"Get away from me," Helen cried out in a choked voice as both men carried her struggling to the horse. They stopped when she was only a foot away from the animal's pointed snout. Standing on either side of the horse's head, they pushed her forward, brushing her big titties against the startled stallion's snout. He snorted loudly, whinnying in his throat while Juan and Mike kept on pushing the moaning woman against that cold nose. Finally he calmed down and peeled back his black, fleshy lips, revealing an incredibly long row of straight, white teeth. Faye felt her skin crawl with disgust and honor as the stallion started licking her aunt's big titties. Helen cried out over and over, twisting and hunching as Juan and Mike held tightly onto her arms. Soon her entire chest, belly and boobs were covered with a sloppy, glistening layer of thick horse spit. Faye reached down and grabbed her belly in an effort not to throw up. It was too revolting to even think about. She was watching her aunt getting it on with a horse!

"Get her in back," Al said in a loud voice.

Juan and Mike nodded and pulled her away, dragging the groaning woman behind the stallion. They forced her to her knees, then quickly let go of her wrists. Before she had a chance to scramble to her feet and try to make a break for the door, Juan had his powerful fingers clamped hard against her skull and was forcing her face against the long, dangling, black dick-shaft.

"Oh my God!" Faye groaned, turning her face away from the sight. Helen was licking that stiffening cock-shaft, sliding her tongue along that leathery, fourteen-inch prong while Mike grabbed her hands and forced her to feel the grunting, snorting, whinnying animal's balls.

"See how she likes it? Your fuckin' aunt thinks she's so fuckin' holy she won't keep me around any more. Shit, she's no better than any of us here," Al said as he still held the big animal tightly by the reins. Helen's licking increased in speed as the horse's dick throbbed and jerked more rhythmically. Her slender fingers trailed along the bristled bottom surfaces of the animal's fuck sacs. "Okay, baby, let's see how good you can swing on that fuckin' dick," Al finally said.

Juan and Mike knew exactly what to do. The Mexican tilted the woman's head up and pushed forward. Even if Helen didn't want to suck that cock, she wouldn't have had much of a choice. The pressure on her lower jaw forced it open, and the way the Mexican held her head made it impossible for her to avoid that cock.

"Mmmmmfffff!" Helen cried as the knob at the head of the horse's cock-shaft dropped into her opened mouth like a cue ball into a side pocket. Faye watched in disbelief and horror as her aunt started sucking. The stallion started to go wild, grunting, panting, and snorting as Helen's head bobbed up and down. Faye watched as her aunt's lips stretched around that big dick like a glove. Spittle foamed out around her mouth as she slid her head at least seven inches up the big animal's prick. Her titties swung back and forth as her up-and-down sucking motions increased in speed. Faye hated to admit it, but her uncle seemed to be right about her aunt. Helen really turned onto this.