Kathleen Hennessy - Bestiality and a Young Girl

No, this was much too good for him to stop now.

She felt the horse licking her thighs, and all the way down her legs, and then back up her legs to her still-wet pussy. There he stayed and she felt his tongue ripping her up and down and all over. Part of his tongue seemed to go inside her but most of it was pressing against the outside of her cunt.

That was okay with her. Anything this horse did was okay with her. She could still hear Phil crying off in the distance, and that turned her on even more. Let the baby cry, she thought bitterly. He's not even a man. He can't fuck, so what good is he? He's no good at all.

"What's the matter, Philly-boy?" she called out. "Can't you get it up, Philly? Is that your problem?"

"Shut up, you slut," he yelled back at her.

"Your horse can get it up, Philly," she said. "He can sure get it up even if you can't."

"I said for you to shut up. I don't care what you do, just don't talk about it."

"But I have to talk about it, Philly," she said, getting up on her knees. "I have to tell you what I'm doing. I'm getting over here so I can suck on this big piece of meat. I've never seen a cock this big, Philly. Have you?"

Vicky was now on her knees under the horse and she was holding the horse's cock in her hands.

"I've got a good hold on it, Philly," she then said. "I've got a real good hold on it. You should see what I'm doing. Yeah, you really should see it. I'm holding on real tight and I'm getting ready to get it right in my mouth. First I want to look at it real good though. I want to see just what it is I'm going to be sucking on. The more I look at it though, the more I can hardly wait to suck on it. It looks so good, and it looks so big, and it's throbbing in my hand. I'll bet he comes a lot. I'll bet he sure does."

And with that she began to suck on the horse's cock. First she kissed the head of his cock, and then she kissed him up and down the length of his cock, and she even kissed his two huge balls that hung down like two large bags. She kissed them just as hard as she had kissed his cock.

Now she was kissing the head of his cock again, and then she was getting it in her mouth. It was so big, and she could only get so much of it in her mouth. She began to slide her mouth back and forth on it, and she could tell that the horse liked that. He liked it as much as she did.

She really began to suck on him then and she could feel his cock jerking back and forth in her mouth already. She could feel that he was already on the verge of orgasm. She let up on him for a second, but only for a second. She was back sucking on him just as hard as she could. She could feel his cock expanding and then she felt the force of his orgasm.

It almost knocked her off balance, but she managed to stay up on her knees, and she managed to get his cock well in her mouth. She didn't want to lose that. Not now she didn't. Not with his come streaming out in her mouth like it was. She could feel it shooting out into her, and that just made her suck on him all the harder.

His cock was jerking back and forth in her mouth and it was exploding like it was going to split right in half. Her mouth was filling up with his come, and it was spilling out over her lips and running down her chin. She could feel it on her neck and running down to her tits.

His come was sticky and it was bitter, and she just couldn't get enough of it. She wanted it all over her body, and she managed to get it all over her body. She could feel it dripping down on her thighs, and running down between her legs. She rubbed it right into her pussy with her hand.

Phil was on the verge of hysteria, but she couldn't bother with him now. She had even lost all interest in torturing him any more than she already had. He didn't even exist as far as she was concerned. He was a nonentity, and that was all he would ever be to her. Let him cry like a baby since that was all he was good for anyway. He wasn't good for anything else, that was for sure.

The horse's cock was still shooting off its rocks, and she was still getting as much of it in her mouth as she could. She was drinking it right down. She could feel it burning the inside of her mouth, and the inside of her throat. She could feel it settling in her stomach and burning it as well.

The come was just dribbling out now, but she drank down every last drop of it. Soon there was no more though. Vicky felt breathless and she felt as if she had had her share for the night. She didn't need anymore right now. She had had it all, and then some. Her cunt was still sore from the way he had sucked her off before, and she could tell that it would stay sore for some time.

She got to her feet and walked over to where Phil was cringing in the corner. She got him up on his feet and let him to the bed. She undressed him and made him lie in bed, and then she lay in the bed beside him. She pressed her body up against his and began to whisper in his car.

"Just think of your horse's cock as if it was your very own," she began to say. "I sucked you off. That's what I did, I sucked you off, and I sucked you off real good. I gave you the best blow job of your life.

"If you think of it that way, it won't hurt so much. In fact, it won't hurt at all. You'll feel real good about it. You'll feel like a real man for a change. Come on now, think about it that way. Think about your horse's cock as if it was your own. Wouldn't you just love having a cock that big? No man in the whole world has a cock that big. But you do. You have the biggest cock of all of them."

She buried his face between her tits, and he was soon asleep. She saw the horse's cock in the back of her mind, and soon she was asleep also.

Vicky was the first one to wake up the next morning. She got out of bed quietly so as not to wake Phil or his father. It was just a little after dawn, but Vicky knew that she couldn't sleep any longer. She had never been able to sleep late in the morning, and she never would be able to.

She went out back to where the bathrooms and showers were and she went in and washed herself. The water was ice cold, but that was just the way that she liked it. She couldn't wait to start working the horses out, and she couldn't wait for the races to begin. They'll never think to look for me here, she thought, and probably they won't even look for me to begin with.

I'll bet mother's happy, Vicky thought. She always did want me to get away from that place.

"Hello, there," the booming voice said.

Vicky looked up and saw the large man enter the shower. He was over six feet tall, and he had a cock on him that looked like it was hanging right down to his knees. Vicky couldn't take her eyes off it, and she could see that he knew that, and was taking advantage of the fact.

"Don't have separate showers here for men and women," he said. "Guess we'll just have to make do with what we got. Who you with anyway?"

"I'm with Phil and Jack," she said.

"You married to Phil or something?" the man asked.

"We're thinking about it," she replied.

"You'll make him a nice wife, I'm sure," he said.

"How can you tell?" she asked, very coyly.

"That's obvious from the way you're built," he said. "You got a nice body on you that I wouldn't mind getting in my bed some night. No, I wouldn't mind that at all."

"You married?" she asked.

"No, I've never been married," he replied.

"What's your name anyway? I'm Vicky."

"My name is Tom, and I work for Mr. James Nickles," Tom relied. "He's got himself the best horse at the track this year."

"Is Mr. Nickles rich?" she asked.

"Rich ain't the word for him," Tom laughed. "He's got more money than most other people put together."

"You his trainer?" she asked.

"I'm one of them. He's got six of them, one for each horse. Yeah, Mr.