Rick Jennings: Pet shop pussy

Meanwhile, Justin and Lloyd were maneuvering her body, pushing her back towards Chester. The boar kept squealing and jerking fitfully until, a moment later, Pam looked down between her legs and let go of her cunt, able to see and feel the way she had finally made contact with Chester's twisted corkscrewing cock.

"That's it, shove it in, all of it," she said breathlessly as he pumped forward and his cock seemed to twist inside of her like a screw being drilled into a soft giving wall. Her cunt muscles quivered and she moaned, the speed of Chester's penetration almost instantaneous.

Meanwhile, now that the pig was in action, Justin and Lloyd got down onto their knees and looked between Pam's legs, shaking with excitement. "Unreal, just unreal," Justin said with disbelief as he watched the way Chester's spiral-shaped dick was pumping in and out of Pam Harper's twat.

As for Pam, for the moment she was too into her pleasure, too excited by what was happening. The bestial nature of the act was equally as compelling as Chester's unique spiralling performance. The boar squealed loudly now, no doubt delighted to be afforded such a unique kind of sexual pleasure.

He jerked his cock in and out; grazing against Pam's pulpy hot clit and inducing her to squeal like a sow. She jerked her buns back until they were flat against Chester's smooth belly while he continued to lash out, bombarding her cunt with one volley after another of stimulating penetrating strokes.

To watch this thickish spiral-shaped pigcock moving in and out of the girl's muff turned the two men on to an incredible degree. Justin kept sliding his fingers up and down the length of his stiff and throbbing boner, panting as Pam panted, groaning when she groaned.

That she had accepted this kind of treatment, that she was now loving it even more than they were – since she was the active participant and at least for the time being, they were still passive – only served to turn him on all the more.

He groaned hotly at the sight and as for Pam, she was shuddering against Chester's underside, tightening her cunt muscles around his swift stimulating boner. As a result of the unique shape of the pig's genitals, her cunt was being stimulated and frictioned against in a way she had never experienced or enjoyed before. It was as if she was twirling a French tickler in and out of her pussy, but a tickler that was at once totally real, live flesh and blood moving breathlessly back and forth between her clutching cunt flaps.

Chester's porcine squeals echoed loudly in the air and it was then, even as Lloyd judged his pig to be fast approaching his orgasm, that the unbelievably well-hung young man moved around until he was able to kneel right in front of Pam's flushed and reddened face.

She braced herself, her hands flat on the floor and her body twisting and bucking with wild delirious ecstasy. "Yes, harder, shit, I'll come, so fast, so fast," she whimpered, the fact that she was being screwed by a pig only serving to inflame her maddened sexual desires all the more.

It was raw animal sex, devoid of feeling or emotion, devoid of intellectual recriminations or interpersonal communication. And, as a result, she gave in to the way her body was responding, loving this even more than she loved to feel Bix or Holmes pounding their bony dog cocks in and out of her snatch.

No, this was far more exotic and wild, to be balled by a pig.

The thick cloying smell of coitus filled her nostrils, mingling now with the equally heavy musky smell which permeated Lloyd Nichols' dank and hairy crotch. She caught sight of him getting into position before her and she lifted her flushed sweaty face as if searching for an answer to the look of wild-eyed sexuality imprinted upon his face.

"Yes, more, do it, do it!" she wailed, shaking then as she felt herself finally coming. The friction the pig's cock was producing got her off and she reached out and grabbed the bony caps of Lloyd's knees, supporting herself while a series of violent sexual convulsions coursed through her body.

"Yes, that's it. Oh shit, do it, come, come, baby!" Justin Whitlock screamed out, whipped into a frenzy that was nearly as potent as Chester's or Pam Harper's wild sexual delight. The boar was getting closer to his ejaculation, thumping in and out, humping up against Pam's back.

Lloyd reached out then until he was able to rub his fingers against the opening of Pam's muff, able to feel the way Chester's dick slid in and out at a fast and shuddering rate. Hot curds of cunt juice glistened over her fleecy pubic nest and he kept on smiling, even as he lifted his cock up like a crowbar, aiming the great mauve head right towards Pam's lips.

She raised her head and still coming, now found herself staring heatedly at the young man's titanic cunt-rammer. It was now fully engorged with blood, fully hard and erect. The huge fist-like glans was smooth as velvet and she pressed her lips against it, inhaling the hot smell of his randy crotch.

It's unreal, so unreal, she kept telling herself. She was still coming; the raw blazing flickers of pleasure sluicing through her body. Behind her, his trotters tattooing against the floor, Chester was squealing and grunting and about to explode.

The moment was at hand, but even before the boar shot his load of semen, Pam was licking circles around the head of Lloyd's dong, wondering if she would be able to accommodate it, either between her lips or more pleasurably, between her legs.

"Just take your time. We have the entire weekend," she heard Justin pronounce, his lack of jealousy delighting her so that she let herself go, releasing the last of her inhibitions. And it was then, as she kept licking and tonguing the head of Nichols' massive arm of meat, that Chester finally let loose, releasing his load of porcine jism.

The violent series of bestial tremors which went through the animal's body signaled Chester's climax. Pam clutched at the pig's corkscrewing penis, her vaginal muscles fibrillating as she felt the boar's cock shuddering as it moved like a screw, pumping in and out of her wet tingly pussy.

"Shit, now, he's coming, the fucker's shooting!" Justin cried out triumphantly, deranged with excitement, with the sight of Pam being balled mercilessly yet lustfully by a white male pig.

He didn't want to come though, and dropped his hand off of his cock, his eyes narrowing as he stared intently. And then the first thick gooey splashes of semen poured down Pam's shuddering hole. She could actually feel the swift ejaculations, one short burst of jism after another, bullets of pig-come pouring into her muff.

In front of her, all eyes to this uniquely bestial performance, Lloyd Nichols was having a hard time controlling his own sense of wild sexual delight. Chester kept squealing and grunting until there was no more come left in his testicles.

Quickly, more impatient than ever, Lloyd pulled Pam away from the pig, letting Justin handle the responsibility of unharnessing the hot tired beast. This Justin did, sending Chester trotting out of the bedroom. He would have enjoyed seeing Pam take the pig's load in her mouth, picturing what it would be like to see her swallowing a hot load of pig-come. But that, he knew then, would happen before they left the farm. So now, he turned back to watch Lloyd as his friend thrust almost viciously forward, trying to ram his dick right between Pam's lips.

She stretched her lips and jaws wide, opening her mouth to the ultimate breaking point so that she would be able to push her face down over the head of Lloyd's huge bristling boner. The heat of his meat consumed her and her tongue slapped hotly against his leaking bulbous glans.

"That's a good girl," Lloyd moaned, looking down to see how pale-yellow pig-come was oozing out like syrup from between the raw puffy lips of Pam's vagina. But even more than the pleasure of a blowjob, he wanted to experience firsthand the delicious tight grip of her girlish split.