David Crane - Horny for rams and horses

But the stallion, satiated, didn't give a damn if the ram had the woman or not. Marion was staring at the ram's prick.

There was nothing sheepish about it, she saw. It was not as big as a horse's cock, but it was plenty big enough. She began to wonder if it might not be a good idea to break her cunt in on a ram's prick before she attempted to take a horse cock up it. A good idea… and a delightful idea, as well! The smooth head of the brute's fuck tool was flaring and throbbing. The shaft looked like a concrete cloud. It looked so hard that, if the right chord were struck, it might shatter into fragments. Her green eyes glowed as she gazed upon his fleecy cock. The ram's golden eyes glowed back at her, bestial lust flashing like lasers.

Marion turned away from the horse, and she sat down on the ground. The ram approached her, stiff-legged, stepping lightly, almost prancing. He half turned, and she saw the length of his prick in profile… and shuddered with the thought of having all that massive cock meat plunging in and out of her pussy. His balls were bloated, like over inflated balloons, obviously full of cum and ready to be emptied.

Marion reached out to tangle her fingers in his curly pelt.

She ran her hand up big woolly prick stalk and began to finger his smooth, dark-fleshed knob. That big slab looked absolutely delicious. The dark cockmeat, contrasted to his cloud-white body, made her mouth water, and she was sorely tempted to suck it. But Marion had no idea how potent a ram was, and she didn't want to find herself in the same situation that she had with the stallion – with a bellyful of ram jism and an empty cunt. Leaning in, she took a lick. Ram prick tasted much like horse prick, she discovered. She supposed that all cum must taste the same, too. Her slippery tongue licked around on his cockhead, and she drooled. But her cunt was drooling more than her mouth now.

Giving his prick a last loving lick, Marion drew back and positioned herself under the beast, her back arched high so that her crotch was raised and tilted into a fuckable position. It might be simpler to get on her hands and knees and let him fuck her animal-fashion, she knew, but she wanted to do it face to face, to see what was fucking her, to be able to watch the powerful brute explode up her pussy. Ovid regarded her for a moment.

He was not used to fucking human style, but he was no fool. A cunt was a cunt, whether it was on woolly haunches or between smooth fleshed human thighs. And this woman's cunt was open, wet and lifted up at just the right level to be stuffed. Her head and shoulders were braced on the ground, and her ass and hips were lifted high. She was supporting her ass on her hands, holding it up, offering her crotch to him.

Ovid stepped over her.

His prick came in just too high, the meaty cockhead skimming over her pussyhair and sliding up her belly. His prick tip nudged into her soft, deep cleavage.

She squirmed and moaned.

The ram stepped back then came in again, lower.

His big, blunt cockhead slipped onto her cuntlips.

It didn't go into her pussy at first, and Ovid saw that this woman's cunt was tighter than Julia's or Maisy's. Although she seemed to like horse cock, it appeared that her pussy had not yet been loosened and spread on one. It was almost like having a virgin, he figured. He pushed.

Marion shoved her crotch down to meet him.

Her cuntlips spread out, and the tip of his cock wedged into her creamy pussy, stuck fast for a moment, then pushed in deeper. The ram gave a shove, and his cockhead slipped into her. Her cuntlips collared his woolly rod just behind the buried knob.

Marion wailed with the joy of it.

Ovid snorted and tossed his horned head about, one cloven hoof pawing at the earth.

Pushing steadily, the ram began to inch his prick meat into her, the fleecy shaft following behind the throbbing crown. Her pussy clutched and clung to it, molding around the contours of his cock, slippery but tight, sucking and dragging. Inch by inch, he fucked into her. She writhed about in ecstasy on his fat prick.

Then the brute's cock was buried to the depths.

They held steady for a moment.

The ram was savoring the pleasure of having his hard prick buried in hot cunt, and Marion was thrilled at being stuffed with animal cock.

She moved first, rolling her hips from side to side so that she was winding her fuck hole around on his cock, squirming and wriggling, twisting in a motion that was wringing his cock.

Then Ovid began to fuck her.

His powerful haunches braced, then shot forward as he fed his cock into her lustfully. He drew back. His woolly cock came out matted and soaking with cuntjuice. He slammed in again and Marion met him with equal vigor, jamming her cunt down over his plunging prick. His fleecy white fuckshaft vanished into her dark-haired pussy. It drew out, then went in again. She began to whimper and moan with the pure carnal pleasure of being fucked by such a gigantic cock, and the pure pleasure of knowing that she was getting fucked by a beast.

His smoking-hot cockhead seemed to be pushing all the way up into her belly. He was going in so deep that she wouldn't have been surprised if his knob had slipped into her mouth from inside her. It made her eyes water.

Vibrating all over, jerking and twitching, the horny woman pumped wildly under the humping beast.

Her clit felt like a stick of dynamite.

Cuntjuice was coming out of her in rivers, a deluge that poured down her crotch and into the crack of her ass.

His cock got bigger and bigger and drove in faster and faster as his balls prepared to blow. Marion yearned for that hot geyser.

Her cunt creamed for the brute's cum, lusted to be dosed with her first cuntful of animal jism.

Her thighs tightened around his driving haunches, then parted wide again. She reached up and twisted one fist into the curly wool of his shoulder, clinging to him as they jolted together. Her pelvis was being bounced wildly about on his powerful thrusts now, tilting and twisting and slamming up and down.

The ram threw his head back and bellowed.

Marion cried out in ecstasy as she felt a steaming geyser of animal cum spurt into her cunt.

She melted with him.

The ram hosed her pussy with jet after jet of hot, thick cum and she creamed time and again, her juices gushing out to blend with his jizz, the spasms of joy rushing through her in a prolonged and multiple orgasm. At last, Ovid's balls were emptied.

Marion continued to hump for a moment, to make sure that she had milked every precious drop from him and worked off every last tingling spasm of her own climax. Ovid waited until she stopped squirming. Then he slowly drew his prick out.

It bobbed up and down under his belly. It was no longer fleecy as a cloud. Cum and cuntjuice had matted his pelt. The stuff was bubbling from her vacated cunt, soaking the ground. Marion smiled dreamily, delighted to have discovered the joys of animal fucking.

She slid in under the ram and tongued the dripping head of his cock, gathering up jizz mingled with cuntjuice.

She was surprised how delicious cuntjuice was.

Marion had never tasted pussyjuice before, and now she realized that it was tasty stuff, indeed. She just had to wonder what it would be like to suck a load of hot cuntjuice right out of a coming pussy. She had to speculate on the joy of bringing a woman off with her tongue and lips. She didn't expect to ever find out, of course. Still… she wondered.

And she polished the ram's cockhead until it gleamed.

Marion knew that she really should feel ashamed of herself, at the very least, embarrassed. But she didn't. It had been so thrilling to get fucked by an animal that she could not feel any guilt or shame whatsoever. As long as no one ever found out, she reasoned, there was no harm in it. There was only pure pleasure, for her and the ram.