Walter Collins - Juicy young piece

I nodded shakily, starting to have second thoughts about the whole thing. "To start with, we'll make it a little easier on you," he smiled. Nodding to Mark, he took a gallon jug of wine and poured me a big glass. "Drink it down," he said, handing it to me. I held the glass to my lips and gulped it as the group watched. It tasted good and heated my stomach.

Four of the members came up with joints. The leader put a plastic mop bucket over my head while the boys lit up. The boys took drags on the cigarettes and blew the smoke under the bucket. In two minutes, I was panting and gasping like crazy. The smoke was so thick in the bucket that it was all I could do to keep from holding my breath or ripping the thing off my head.

When they took the bucket away, I was almost out of my mind. My lungs filled with cool air, my stomach was upset, and my head was reeling. The boys propped me up for a couple of minutes until my stomach settled a little and the full impact of the stuff hit me.

When I had regained my composure, I was told to undress. The world was all rosy and wonderful. I was high, drunk and giggly. My hands wouldn't exactly obey me and I fumbled at my sweatshirt as I lurched and staggered around. The pants were even harder. It took several tries as I swayed and teetered in an effort to find my buttons. Then, when I'd pulled my jeans and panties to my knees, I lost my balance.

The crowd roared with laughter as I fell backwards and landed on my ass. I groped and clawed at my clothes, struggling to get them off my legs and. giggling insanely at the fool I was making of myself. Three girls got up and left right in the middle of my act. I didn't care. What I didn't know was that they were in the process of rounding up all the male dogs on the ranch and putting them in a chicken coop.

When I got my pants down, Jack Rabbit yelled for a grope session. I was hauled to my feet and tossed into the midst of the family. Hands pawed all over me. I felt my nipples being pinched. Someone was fingering my cunt and a digit worked up my ass. There were hands on my face, hands on my legs, belly, ass, arms, neck, tits and hips. It all felt wonderful. I liked being wanted. I hadn't felt this wanted at home in years. In about fifteen minutes I was dragged to the chicken coop.

My eyes refused to focus and I stared into the pen. I wasn't sure that I was seeing right. In my drugged state I would have sworn the last of the three girls I'd seen earlier was masturbating the different dogs. It turned out that I was right. The dogs were nervous and howling, apparently trained for what they were about to do and eager to get on with it.

My legs were pulled apart and a piece of pipe was hooked between my knees so my legs were held wide. One of the girls wiped some gravy between my legs and over my tits, someone else opened the door and as soon as the other girl had stepped out, I was pushed inside. I flew forward and fell on my knees amidst the howling animals. I squealed as I was goosed by a cold nose. I began babbling like an idiot as the first of several wet, strong tongues slapped my gravy-covered cunt.

My ass weaved drunkenly as the tongue caressed my asshole. Wave after wave of scalding heat spilled into my body as tongues slid across my clitoris, across my outer and inner cuntlips, flicked my asshole and probed the drooling entrance of my pussy. I felt a sharp pain on either side of my ribs and sensed the trickle of blood that followed. A heavy weight crashed onto my back. Realization sank in at the same time as the canine cock, and with just about the same force.

The huge slab of meat drove past my cuntlips with all its might. I let out a loud squeal and scooted forward, trying to free myself from the dog's fearful grasp. It was no good. I bowled four of the big beasts over before finding it impossible to move. The effort had been in vain anyway. The dog gripped my bleeding sides with its forepaws and hopped along behind, fucking frantically as he went.

The pain and surprise melted into raw animal passion. I certainly wasn't experienced when it came to sex, but I knew no man could ever match the brute on my back. "My God!" I babbled lustily. "Oh! Oooh! God-what a feeling!" The dog drove his cock in and out with blinding speed. I felt his fur and heard his panting. I squealed over and over, mouthing jibberish. The ring at the bottom of his cock hammered the walls of my cunt with bruising force. His fur and scalding cock scraped and tore at my clit. My cuntlips were jerked and yanked in and out until I thought for sure they'd be torn or worn completely out.

My arms buckled and I fell face first onto one of the dogs I'd knocked over. I was wedged into a position where I couldn't move my head. My eyes focused for a second and I found I was staring at the ugly red tip of a dog cock. I didn't have a chance to move before it poked between my lips. It was ultra-slick and hot. The dog didn't know he wasn't in the right hole. All he knew was that the hole he was fucking was soft, wet and opening.

My mouth was relaxed. The pot, wine and dog combined to make it easy for me to open my mouth and allow the dog cock to get past my teeth. The strong prick leaped forward and back, straining my jaw, rubbing his balls and cock housing against my chin and bruising my lips with the wild force of his attack. The one in the rear didn't let up either. His prick pistoned in and out, stretching, tearing, probing and heating me. My body exploded in one climax and started burning and trembling on its way to another without pausing for a rest.

I felt the dog quiver and fuck into me with so much force he almost put my ass between my shoulders. Then his dog cock flooded my insides and began to slurp and slosh as he pumped his entire load into me. The one underneath was flailing and wiggling with the exciting discovery that the hole he'd gotten into had a tongue that flicked around, over his dog shaft.

Another dog leaped onto my back and a new canine prick drove home. I must have jerked something at the last minute because he missed my pussy and drove through my asshole. I jerked my head up with such force that I lifted two grown German shepherds off their feet. I roared in pain.

I lowered my head and started trying to finish what I'd started under me. I noticed the dog's hard-on pulsing and his tail wagged weakly as I drew the prick into my mouth. I could feel the dog's tight balls vibrating against my chin and his hairy belly tickled my nose as I swirled my tongue around the end. He drove in roughly, almost dislocating my tongue. His paws tore at the air and his whole body tightened and bounced as he tried to fuck me from an upside-down position.

It was hard to keep my mind on the dog cock in my mouth with one thrilling in and out of my asshole like it was. But the one in my mouth was thrilling in its own way. I opened my mouth wide so it could go as deep as it wanted. To my surprise the dog started hammering the back of my mouth. The hot, slippery dog cock slithered back and forth, caressing and exciting my tongue and cheeks. I felt the sexual tension flowing to my middle from both ends of my body. The dogs who were barking in excitement while waiting their turns weren't idle. They licked me wherever their noses could find room. Their noses burned my flesh with their wet excitement.

I gulped excitedly and began to swallow as quickly as I could when the dog cock in my mouth started spraying my mouth and throat with its load. It was different and served, in my drunken condition, to arouse me even more. The cum backed up and ran out of my mouth along with the frothy foam of my spit. I swallowed and swallowed but found that I wasn't able to get more than half of it down because it filled me too quickly.

Rising up a little, I let the cum run down, drip off my chin and coat my tits as I fought for air. I watched as the dog shot the last stream of his pale stuff onto his own belly. I frantically struggled over and got up. Two of the dogs began to lavish my tits with licks. My nipples, already aroused, leaped to attention as the tongues slapped my dangling, swaying tit-tips. The dog pumping my ass finished and came out with a loud pop, making me fart and spray the retreating animal with his own semen.