Rick Jennings - Pet shop pussy

Pam blushed, but did as she was told, aware of the way the two of them were staring at her, ogling her body as she unbuttoned her blouse and pulled her arms out of the short sleeves. Her unhaltered jugs swung liltingly before their wide and delighted eyes. Each nipple began to swell as a result of their unwavering and lascivious stares.

They grew taut and turgid and she unzipped her skirt and pushed it down off of her waist and hips, even as Justin threw his shirt onto the floor and rapidly unbuckled his belt. Lloyd still remained motionless; all eyes as her skirt came down to reveal the soaking wet front of her skimpy bikini briefs.

He took one look at the easily seen outline of her lush little pussy and smacked his lips, no longer hesitating to unzip his fly. Even before Pam removed her panties, having first stepped out of her skirt, she stopped undressing and returned Lloyd Nichols' unflinching and intense stare.

By now, the entire inside of one leg of his jeans was tented out, nearly down to his knee.

And then, as his pants came down, she opened her mouth and teetered as if she was once again going to faint, going to swoon with a mixture of awe, disbelief and wild sexual excitement.

"My God, my God," she said aloud as he dropped his jeans to his ankles and began to kick them off of his feet. For even then it was growing at a most alarming and unbelievable rate, blood being pumped and then trapped inside. It was as if he was involuntarily attempting to hoist it upright like an unsheathed sword and the color drained from her cheeks as she took in the unbelievable and inhuman dimensions of the man's gigantic penis.

The huge arm of man-flesh began to jerk fitfully, slowly but surely thickening and lengthening and arching out from its hairy root. His equally prodigiously sized balls swung between his muscular thighs, filled with another load of abundant hot come. Justin stepped out of his own jeans and flung them onto the bed.

He didn't have to touch himself, his cock already arching up towards his hairy stomach. It was fully erect and he was just as turned on, both by Pam's sexual presence as well as by what was soon going to take place. And he knew as well that she could not tear her eyes off of Lloyd's penis.

Jealousy was the last thing he felt, for he wasn't going to be happy until he had seen his friend attempt to sheath his lusty dick right between the tight little lips of Pam Harper's pussy. If it would fit – and certainly not its entire overlarge length – was something he still couldn't tell. But he knew that she would give it her all and try to make it work.

But now, Chester was her partner, not Lloyd Nichols.

So he moved towards her as she finally pulled her panties down, letting the two men take in the tight juicy contours of her girlish split. The sexual stimulation that seemed to cling to her like mist now caused her cunt lips to actually flutter and dilate. They grew puffy and thick rivulets of sap began to run down the sloping walls of her itching vagina.

She shuddered, all eyes to Justin and Lloyd, so turned on now that she was ready and willing to try just about anything, including a stallion. But it was a pig, at least for now and she moved towards Chester as he kept watching her, remaining placid within the confining straps and harnesses.

"Get down on your knees and suck him off," Justin whispered.

"He was soaped down and hosed this morning," added Lloyd, degradation not being part of his sexual repertoire.

But Pam hadn't even considered the fact that the animal might be physically dirty. She was shuddering and she moved more assuredly to Chester. She got down onto her knees and bent forward; curious now as she ran her trembling fingers up and down the short stubby length that concealed the boar's penis.

Chester squealed softly, but made no attempt to either mount her or move with any kind of physical violence. And so as he remained just about motionless while she rubbed the tips of her fingers along the fleshy sheath, able to feel something thick and hard moving behind the rubbery length that seemed to resemble an overlong male foreskin.

"Harder, rub your fingers back and forth more quickly," she heard Lloyd whisper.

She turned her head over her shoulder to see him leaning over her, his cock now arching out at nearly a ninety-degree angle from his belly. He kept his fingers tightly pressed around the extreme base of his huge tool so that when she glanced back, she had but to move her head forward a few inches to be able to rub her lips across the livid mauve peach that was the head of his dong.

"Chester first," he told her then, excited by her growing desire, by the way she didn't need him to tell her to lick his pecker.

Barely able to tear her eyes away from Lloyd's massive dick, Pam nevertheless finally looked back down at Chester's meat. And, sure enough, her manual manipulations were beginning to have the desired effect.

Something wet and glistening, the color of her pink tongue, could be seen gradually emerging from the opened end of the boar's penile sheath. Her fingers clutched more securely and she rubbed them back and forth again, trying to get Chester's dick fully hard and erect, ready for penetration.

But when the first two inches slid out into the open, her eyes opened wide and she shook her head with amazement. "Something else, isn't it?" grinned Lloyd, watching the way she was nearly stunned by the sight of Chester's cock.

Pam just kept staring. If was the shape of the porker's dick that amazed her, for the animal's penis was built along the lines of a corkscrew, a twisted shaft like the head of a bit or a drill. And, what was more, it was getting larger and larger.

With a single cry of acceptance, she flung her face down and pressed her parted lips right around the first two raw and exposed inches of pig-meat. Chester squealed more loudly, his trotters banging against the wooden floorboards as Pam sucked on his cock.

The strong musty animal smell of his genitals made her tremble and the shape of Chester's dick made her imagine the kind of unique bestial pleasures coupling with the pig would soon be affording her. She took in even more, urging his cock to blossom into a hard and fully erect state.

And when, after having induced just about five or so inches to glide between her lips and into her mouth, she felt Chester suddenly pumping forward, Pam knew it was time to finish what she had started. She licked quickly until she was sure that Chester's corkscrew-shaped penis was fully hard and erect.

Then, she slid her lips over the entire length of his twisted and uniquely proportioned member, letting it slip out of her mouth. Chester continued to squeal and thrust forward into the air, aiming his pig-cock with blind animal excitement.

And his bestial excitement was communicating itself to Pam, Lloyd and Justin. Kneeling there in front of the white hog, she looked back at the two men, still shaken by the sight of Nichols' penis. She was certain it was a foot long, twelve, if not more, inches of hard throbbing man-flesh.

And now, arching up along the pig's belly, was Chester's amazing twisted corkscrew of a cock, glistening wet and ready to be used to impale her to the quick. Her cunt walls trembled against each other at the thought and when they told her to turn around and get down on her hands and knees, she didn't hesitate to assume this position, pig-fucking being like dog-fucking, both more readily consummated through the rear.

The drooping outer lips of her puffy cooze dilated even more and she didn't think twice about reaching between her legs with one hand. She pulled her vaginal flaps wide apart, opening her split so that the pig would have no difficulty locating her cunt furrow and the entrance into her hot and itching vaginal canal.