Frank Gavin - Animal farm

Betty wished that there was a boy or a man there with a hard cock. She wished that Rod was standing right behind her with his cock pistoning in her steaming cunt or in her tingling asshole. She was leaning over to look, her head resting against the animal's warm side, so she was in a perfect position to be fucked from the rear. Or sucked, for that matter. She'd bet that her horny brother would get just as sexy-hot as she was right then if he could see Kathy, or any female, impaled on the long horse cock that seemed to be spurting gallons of sperm.

The translucent gray jism poured out of Kathy in a steady stream that ran down the crack of her buttocks, dripped down the side of the box, and puddled in a thick shiny pool on the floor of the stall.

Finally the jism stopped gushing, Kathy stopped hunching, and the cock softened and began slowly disappearing back into its sheath. Julie moved out of the way as Kathy got off the box and out from under the colt, one hand cupping her crotch, the creamy substance dribbling down her legs and out between her fingers.

The three followed Kathy and silently watched as she got a bucket of water and some rags and just as silently cleaned herself at the water faucet. After she had finished cleaning herself, she smiled and said, "Prince should be ready again within a few minutes, but while we're waiting for his balls to fill up again we can use Blackie's cock. Who wants to be first?"

There was a short silence, then Peggy said, "I'm game for anything at least once. I'll go first with Blackie and then Julie or Betty can take on Prince when he's ready again. I want Blackie's cock washed though."

Kathy drew a bucket of water from the faucet, got some rags from a cardboard box, and went into Blackie's stall. She played with his big balls and squeezed the sheath in which his cock was hiding and soon the long prick came sliding out. Dipping a rag in the bucket from time to time, she washed the slippery shaft and had it clean by which time it was completely hard and extended to its full length.

It was just about the same size as Prince's cock, in length and diameter. Kathy commented that she had actually removed the slimy substance that nature had provided as a lubricant. Then she added that only a mare would appreciate the slippery stuff and after it was washed a horse's cock was just as clean as a man's.

"I don't guess anybody could argue about that," Peggy said. "I want some kickers hooked around his back legs before I get under there, though."

Kathy didn't have any trouble securing Blackie's legs. He looked around for a few seconds, but he kept chewing on the oats that they'd put in the feed trough earlier. Betty felt that he looked and acted awfully unconcerned to be standing there with his cock extended out into what looked like almost a yard long.

Kathy told Peggy to touch Blackie's prick with her hands. Peggy did so and then Julie touched it, then Betty, and soon all three were caressing the smooth hardness. Betty could feel the blood-engorged cock throbbing and her passion was rekindled.

There was a wooden bench alongside one wall, about four feet long, and Julie suggested that it be used to get close to the horse cock. Kathy quickly placed it under Blackie and Blackie's rigid cock, lengthwise.

"Here goes nothing," Peggy said, giving out with a little laugh, then ducking down and stretching out on the bench. "Hey, all I need now is a pillow."

After Peggy was on the bench, her head in the same direction as the horse's, the big horse cock between her parted thighs, Kathy said that she'd like to put it in her cunt. Peggy winked at Betty and said that would be fine with her. Betty realized right then that sooner or later the stacked redhead would be eating pussy. She'd never seen a person change so much in such a short period of time.

Kathy parted Peggy's moist cuntal lips and said that she'd never looked into a cunt before. "Except mine when I held a mirror under there," she added. "I think I'll try cunt lapping later. Here goes, Peggy. You'd better use your own hands to control the depth, though. And you'd better not get so hot that you forget yourself and hunch too high. I guess damage could be done if you let it go in too deep."

Betty and Julie had removed their hands from the cock. Kathy guided it with one hand while she held Peggy's pussy lips open with the other hand. Peggy clasped the fingers of both hands high on the shaft and squirmed her buttocks around on the smooth bench, adjusting her position, as the cockhead inched into her tight young pussy.

"Oh, Jesus!" Peggy gasped when the blunt end hit bottom. "He's a lot bigger than he looks." For the first time she was stuffed absolutely full of hard cock. "I think it'd be better if you'd hold onto the big prick and keep it straight, Kathy. That way it'll be easier for me to do the hunching."

"Okay," Kathy said. "You'd better hurry, though. It feels as if he might start gushing at any moment."

Peggy put her hands under her butt and grabbed an asscheek with each one. The bench was wide enough for her to brace herself on her elbows. She began moving, lifting and pushing her cunt up and down on seven or eight inches of the cock. "Oh, you big beautiful bastard!" she groaned in awed pleasure and soon she blurted out that she was coming.

Betty, her eyes focused upon the heated action, her hands kneading her own throbbing, hard-tipped titties, decided right then that she was going to sample some horse cock. Blackie's or Prince's, it didn't make any difference, and she might even see what the long cocks tasted like – if Peggy or Julie did it first. She didn't want them to make fun of her…

"Oh, you fucking horse!" Peggy groaned. "Oh, awwwwww!"

Peggy was moving wildly, really going to town, and the jism was gushing out around her clinging pussy lips. Betty thought that Peggy had blurted out the wrong words. Peggy was fucking the horse, not the other way around. Blackie wasn't even showing much sign he was enjoying himself. Maybe because he couldn't lift up and hump his ass and wasn't feeling a cunt working on the entire length of his long cock, she thought.

"What a fuck!" Peggy exclaimed shortly after she'd ceased her wild gyrations. "We need to fix a more comfortable bed, though. That damn bench hurt my elbows and my back and my shoulders!"

"How about stacking some clean hay up to the right height?" Julie asked. "Maybe we could also put our clothes on the hay to keep it from scratching."

"That's a good idea," Kathy said. "I'll climb up and pitch some more hay down."

"She's quite a character," Julie said after Kathy hurried over and climbed up the ladder. "Did you ever see a person change so much so quickly?"

"I was just thinking the same thing," Betty said. "I like her."

Betty and Julie were watching as Peggy washed herself, using a bucket of water near the faucet.

"We're going to have to get her a male partner," Peggy said. "In the meantime she can come to the parties by herself, of course. I know damned well the fellows will jump at the chance to fuck her as soon as they get a look at that fabulous body. Watch it! Here comes the hay!"

The falling hay missed Betty and Julie, and Kathy called down that she might as well throw down enough to last until the next day while she was up there. Betty thought about climbing up and helping, figuring that she might be the first to introduce Kathy to aggressive lesbianism, but Kathy had finished and started down the ladder before Betty could put the thought into action.

The three waited for Kathy to go check on Prince. They followed, watching as she played with his big balls and the sheath around his cock. Soon the prick came poking out and within a few seconds Kathy was caressing and stroking the entire length of the thrusting cock.

Peggy and Julie started putting the clean hay under the young horse and his poking prick. Betty and Kathy helped and soon they had it stacked at what they all thought was about the right height. They spread their clothes around over the hay and soon had what looked like a comfortable bed.