Kathleen Hennessy - Bestiality and a Young Girl

Nickles don't mess around."

"Is he here?"

Tom looked at her and smiled. "He'll be here in a few days. In case you're interested, he ain't married, and he's looking for a nice looking wife to pretty up that big house of his. Yeah, he sure does want a pretty woman awfully bad."

"Well, I hope he finds one," Vicky said, turning off the water and getting ready to go.

Tom was still washing and he just looked at her. She stood there looking back at him.

"I'm not married yet," she said to him, hoping he would get what she was driving at.

He apparently did. "I go for long walks at night. It sure does get lonely walking alone. Maybe you'll join me some night."

"How about tonight?" she said.

"Nine o'clock?" he said.

"Where should I meet you?" she asked.

"Right here," he smiled. "Just for old times' sake."

Vicky laughed out loud and so did Tom. Then Vicky ran back to their small room-hers and Phil's and Jack's. Jack was awake now, but Phil was still dead to the world. Jack looked at her naked body and then hurried out to take a shower himself. Vicky had a hard time not laughing.

She looked over at Phil's sleeping form and then she went over to the bed and shook him. Phil woke up, and when he saw her he tried to hide his head under the covers again.

Yanking the covers off the bed, Vicky, said, "Time to get up, stud.

You've got a lot of work to do."

With that Vicky left him lying there, dressed, and went and saddled one of the horses. For the rest of the day Vicky gave the horse a thorough workout, racing him around the track. By early evening both horse and rider were exhausted.

Vicky took another shower that evening and at nine o'clock she met Tom just like she had said she would. Tom's huge frame was leaning against a tree, a cigarette dangling out of his mouth. He looked like a cowboy in a movie or on a poster. He had on a blue shirt and a pair of blue jeans.

Vicky walked up to him very slowly. "I didn't notice you out on the track all day."

"I had some things I had to do," he said, taking her hand as they walked off towards the woods. "Like what? Your boss show up?"

"Not yet, but he called and said he'll be around in a few days. I told him all about you."

"What did you tell him?"

Tom smiled. "I told him what a nice piece of ass you were, and how I was going to get to you first."

"What did he say to that?" she asked.

"He reminded me how I got to his other two wives first."

"Other two wives?"

"Yeah. He's been married twice before."

"What happened?" Vicky asked.

"They both ran off with younger men," Tom replied.

"Just how old is your boss?" Vicky then asked.

"About forty, I guess."

"That's not so old," Vicky said, thinking about it for a minute or two.

"It's not terribly old. And he can still get it up."

"That's all that counts," Vicky said, yanking her hand away from Tom's and running into the woods as fast as she could.

Tom was right behind her, running as fast as he could to try to catch up with her. Vicky was a fast runner, and she had taken him by surprise, and had therefore gotten a head start on him. Tom was still a good distance behind her, but he had her in sight the whole time.

Vicky ran around trees and backtracked and did all kinds of things to try and confuse him, but he came at her from out of nowhere and wrestled her to the ground. Vicky felt his arms around her waist and then she felt the ground coming up to meet her. She lay on her back and he lay right on top of her.

They were both breathing hard, and they were both on the verge of laughing. Tom sat on her stomach and had her arms pinned to the ground.

Vicky made a mock effort to try and get away, but she put no effort into it. She was just as happy to stay right where she was.

She could feel his erection pressing through his pants and she could hardly wait for him to get it inside her. She could just imagine how it must feel. I'll bet it's as big as a horse's cock, she thought to herself. Or at least, I'll bet it's almost as big. She remembered how big it had been this morning when it was just soft and hanging down his leg. I'll bet it's twice that big when it's hard, she said, hoping to herself that it would be.

She felt his hands going up under her blouse and then she felt him taking off her blouse and bra. He was lying flat on top of her now and she could feel him sucking hard on one of her tits. She had big tits, but he had a big mouth, and he seemed to get almost her whole tit in his mouth.

She could feel her nipple getting rigid and she could feel him pressing his groin hard into hers. She began to rotate her hips under his in a circular motion, and she began to raise them off the ground as high as she could. It was hard to do that, with all his weight pressing down into her.

She loved all this weight on top of her though. The heavier he felt, the better she liked it. Now she really had a man on top of her, and that was what she had always wanted. The only so-called men she had had sex with were Herbert and Phil. And she had hated Herbert, and Phil wasn't even a man as far as she was concerned.

How could he be if he couldn't get it up?

Tom's hands were all over her and she could feel him pushing her blue jeans and panties off her. She had her hands down the back of his blue jeans and under his jockey shorts. She was rubbing his ass and then she was rimming his asshole with her finger, and then she was getting her finger right inside his asshole.

That really turned him on, and that was when she began to work her finger in and out of his asshole just as fast as she could. She really got her finger into him as deep as she could and she really began to stroke him hard inside. She could feel him lifting his ass into the air so she could get her finger in deeper.

"Do that to me," she moaned.

"I'll do a lot more than that," he grunted.

She could feel him taking off her blue jeans and panties and then she undressed him. Now they were both naked. They were both on their knees and facing one another. He threw his arms around her and she threw her arms around him. They pressed in close to one another, and their lips met in a burning kiss.

She could feel his hard cock pressing in against her hairy mound and she reached down and got it right between her legs. It felt so good rubbing against her clit. She could feel him leaning back so that he was sitting back on his backside, and then she felt him lifting her slightly in the air.

She wrapped her legs around him as she felt him lowering her right over his cock. She could feel the hard shaft easing right into her an inch at a time. She trembled each time she felt more of his cock go in. This is the first man, she thought to herself. The first real man.

His cock was in her all the way. She tightened her legs around him and she began to hump up and down on his cock. She would raise her hips so that his cock would slide almost all the way out of her, and then she would lower herself so that he would go back in her, all the way to the hilt.

He just filled her up the way those horses had filled her up and that drove her wild inside. This was the only man who would ever be able to satisfy her the way an animal could. She just knew that. There could be no other man in her life. Not Christopher Butler either. Compared to Tom, he was nothing. And besides he was nothing but a pervert anyway.

She felt Tom's cock filling her up time after time. She could feel it going all through her. It filled up her whole body and not just her cunt. He was really making her quiver inside and she could already feel her sex juices flowing inside. They were dripping down his cock and right onto his balls. She could tell her juices were making his cock burn up inside.

She could feel his cock the way it was burning so much, and she was sure that he could feel her burning pussy. She was kissing his neck and then she was biting right into his shoulder. She could feel him kissing her neck and shoulders, and then he was sucking on her tit again.