Kathleen Hennessy - Bestiality and a Young Girl

I think I'll tease them a little more, Vicky said, easing in just another inch of Jocko's cock, and that was all. Let them really scream for me to shove it all inside me. And they will soon. Soon enough they'll be screaming just the way I want them to. And it'll be before I get another inch inside me.

As usual she was right about those things. She heard them screaming at the very top of their lungs for her to shove it into her all the way.

She felt her body relax somewhat, and she felt herself opening her thighs wider, thus opening her cunt wider. It's amazing how big I am inside, she thought to herself, as she got ready to take in the rest of Jocko's cock.

She knew there was a lot more left, but she always knew that she would get it all in her. She had done it in Beatrice's dream, and she would do it now. Yes, she most certainly would. Yes, Beatrice, she almost said out loud, this is for the both of us. It is indeed for you just like it's for me. Your dream made it possible, you know.

She began to grind into Jocko's cock harder and harder, and then she could feel the rest of his cock sliding right inside her. It went in her so very fast that it took her breath away, what little breath she had left. It was like a sharp pointed knife going in her. Yes, that was just what it was.

Either that or a hard metal stake. Now it was driven right up inside of her, and she could feel his bag-like balls slapping hard against her ass. He was ramming his cock in and out of her, and he was actually fucking her now. He was actually fucking her as if she was a female horse.

You never had a more responsive fuck than me, she said to herself, humping hard into his groin, feeling it go so far inside her on every inward stroke. It seemed to split her in half, and she thought she felt her whole body getting ready to explode. And that was just what she did feel.

She really did feel as if her whole body was going to split into a million pieces and just go flying off in all directions at once. Watch out for my pieces, she felt like yelling at the audience that was more frantic now than before. They were seeing just what they wanted to see, what they had wanted to see right from the beginning.

Vicky really had teased them beyond the breaking point, and that was why they were now acting this way. They were mad people. They were animals. They were grunting and groaning as if it was them that was fucking her. Right then every single one of them felt as if he was fucking her.

Vicky could feel that and it turned her on to the breaking point. And now that she was at the breaking point she could feel Jocko getting more ready to explode. More ready than he was a few seconds ago. More ready than he had been the whole time. Yes, it's going to happen very soon, she told herself.

It was going to happen soon, and it was all going to happen to her, and she and Jocko were the ones who were going to make it happen. Only they could make something like this happen, and they were on the verge of doing just that. They seemed to stay on the verge for the longest time.

Vicky could feel herself still building to her climax and she could feel her whole body going soft inside. Her cunt was so sore that she thought she would never be able to fuck again. He was stroking her so hard inside, and he kept stroking her harder and harder inside.

That hard, burning cock flesh of his was making the inside of her pussy burn more than it ever had before, and that was because it was burning so much. It was burning to the point where she thought it would go up in flames almost. And of course she felt the very same way inside.

He came into her first, and that sudden jerk, and that first gush of come, sent her flying in space. It went right through her whole body once, and then it went through her whole body a second and a third time. Then on came his come, and that did the exact same thing.

That seemed to go all through her, and she was flying higher in space.

This must be what it's like to be high on drugs, she thought. I got there with them. I can get there anytime that I want to. And I'm sure I'll want to many, many times. She felt her own orgasm then, and that shook her as much as his orgasm had. Her own come seemed to go all through her also.

There was a steady stream of come pouring out of his still very hard cock, and she tried to keep as much of it inside her cunt as she possibly could. Naturally she couldn't keep it all inside her cunt.

There was just too much of him. She felt his come dripping down her thighs and under her ass.

His sticky, hot cream seemed to be everywhere, and even places where it wasn't. Where she knew that it wasn't. It didn't matter though. She could feel it in those places as well. She could feel it all inside her, and all over the outside of her. It was burning her flesh up.

Inside, it was making her quiver so much that she didn't think she would ever be able to stop. Of course, she didn't want to stop either.

The people seemed to have died on her, but that was because they knew that she had had an orgasm and that Jocko had had an orgasm. Now they waited to see who would be drained first.

Vicky could feel herself getting quite limp, almost to the point where she felt like she was going to black out. She didn't though, and she was amazed by the fact that she didn't. She was already set to lose the bet now. It didn't matter one way or the other.

What really mattered was what Jocko had just done to her, and what he was still doing to her. Nothing else but that made any real difference to her. Certainly not some stupid bet that she hadn't cared about to begin with. That was just an excuse, a reason to do what she had done, and what she was still doing.

Now she knew that she would never need an excuse to do anything with Jocko anytime. She had all the reasons in the world for doing what she knew she was going to be doing from now on. They would take Jocko back first thing tomorrow, and she would drive him. That way, she knew he would get back.

Jocko's cock was still exploding inside, and then the last of his come just dripped into her. She yelled at him to leave it in her as if she really thought that he could understand.

"No," she finally said at the very top of her lungs so that everyone could hear her-even though that had not been her intention, she had only wanted Jocko to hear her, and he didn't seem to hear her at all,

"No, Jocko, stay deep inside me where you belong. Stay in me, Jocko. I want more of you. I want much more."

She kept yelling that over and over, even after Jocko was no longer inside her, and even after he was no longer hard enough so he could get back in her. Everyone stared at her in total disbelief. She had taken all that from that horse and now she was begging for more. She was actually demanding more, and wanting more. How could that be?

Vicky could feel herself getting dizzier and dizzier. They didn't see that though. All they saw was her trying desperately to grab for his cock so that she could get him back inside her. That was all they saw, and to them, that was all they had to see. She had won. She had outlasted the horse.

Vicky was really beside herself when James picked her up and carried her back to the stable. All the other people paid or collected their bets, and then drifted off to their own rooms to dream about what they had just seen. Beatrice collected all the bets for James, herself, and Vicky. It came to quite a bit.

James had put Vicky in the bed and then he left her there and went outside where Beatrice was standing with all the money in her hand. She wasn't counting it just yet, and instead she was just waving it about in the air above her head. It wasn't the money that excited her though.

"It happened the same way that it did in my dream," she yelled, knowing full well that he didn't have the faintest idea what she was talking about. That was one little detail she had left out, and probably the only one, but it was most likely the most important thing she could have told him, and didn't. And she didn't plan on telling him now either.