Rick Jennings: Pet shop pussy

Her gasp signaled her growing awareness and they were all eyes to what was taking place between her legs. Justin held his breath, watching the way Pam's cunt was beginning to look grotesquely distended as if he himself was between her legs, using his fist instead of his cock.

For if anything, the fist of Lloyd's glans was pounding up against her come-filled twat and she groaned and tried to stretch her legs wider apart to accommodate it. He thrust down with more energy and a wild scream of pain and pleasure gurgled forth from between her parched and puffy lips.

"No… stop, one sec… stop," she gasped as she felt the incredible pressure, the way her vulva was stretched tight as a drum, filled to the breaking point by the presence of his leaking cock head. "Yes, now, but slow, slow," she went on, cautioning him to take his time as she tried to get accustomed to the searing pressure of his cumbersome weapon.

Her cunt walls were growing numb and relaxed as he eased himself forward, able to feel the lubricant of pig-come and lotion rubbing over his own meaty dart. He knew from past experience that the chilling anesthetic effect didn't interfere with the ability to maintain an erection.

It tapered off within ten minutes of application and he judged that he had a good seven minutes of time left to house as much of his penis as he could. So he stroked ever so gently and carefully, his hands seeking out her hot button-like nipples. He winked at her and tweaked her love-buds, but she ignored his reddened eager face, unable to stop looking down with disbelief at the sight of her shuddering flanks.

It was moving into her, an arm, a human arm that tunneled deeper and deeper. Her ravished cunt walls were pulled back to the limits of their elasticity and her resilient and youthful cunt flesh still had difficulty stretching as wide as the width of his cock demanded.

"That's it, relax, keep relaxing," Justin coaxed her when more than four inches of hard burning manflesh had been drilled slowly into her overstuffed twat.

But relaxation was the last thing she could feel.

Her body felt on fire and she strained and bit down on her lower lip, feeling a flicker of agony as he plowed forward, digging a hot mercilessly wide canal down into her pussy. But she wanted it, as much as Lloyd did and she didn't stop him after that, trusting him to take his time.

Even the local anesthetic he had applied along her cunt walls didn't completely blot out the searing pain of having her cunt fisted into by a stallion-sized penis. The bloated active weapon hammered deeper and now, she could see that half the length of Lloyd's boner was already buried and hidden from sight, right between her legs.

"Unreal, it's just not to be believed," muttered Justin with amazement. He was almost afraid to blink lest he miss anything and as he continued to watch, not even bothering to fondle his own stiff jutting horn of cock meat, his friend groaned savagely and pushed his pole of manflesh even deeper into place.

Pam met his next stroke, raising herself up. A droplet of blood appeared along the surface of her bottom lip. She had bitten down so hard, rather than scream out in pain and pleasure, that her lip had cracked. The sight of the blood seemed to trigger a moment of wild excess and Lloyd swung his hard muscled body down against her, pounding even deeper inside.

She choked as if he was stuffing his cock down her throat, not into her pussy. And when she looked down between her legs, she could see that he had already given her nearly the entire length of his boner. Just then his glans burned against her cervix and she whimpered, signaling him to stop.

Less than two inches of thick bloated meat were now visible, the rest of his penis hidden inside of her pussy. She kept gasping as he bent his head down and licked her jugs, sucking on one hard taut nipple and then the other.

"Oh shit, shit so much. I can taste it, slow, go slow," she murmured as he gently pulled back, only to slide forward again with a display of hot stroking energy.

The extreme tightness of her pussy rubbed his meat raw and he was burning up, sweating and moaning as he slowly began to quicken the rhythmic pulsing tempo of his searing cock-strokes. And just as gradually as he quickened his rate of insertion, the anesthetic began to wear off.

She could feel how he was pounding into her, her cunt walls stretched so taut and wide that she thought he could easily rip right through her vaginal canal. But Lloyd was exercising more control than even Pam was able to realize. He thrust straight down so that the head of his dick tipped her cervix again and again, rather than pushing against one wall of her quim and then the other.

His come-filled balls smacked against the upraised shuddering cheeks of her butt and she was moaning more loudly now, able to feel the way her body was reacting, the way her clit was being ripped left and right as he moved his hammering sword in and out of her muff.

"Yes, more, harder, good, I want it, I need it," she whimpered, trying to slide her legs over his burly wide-set shoulders so that he might be able to push down even deeper than at present.

He maneuvered her legs into place, the backs of her knees hooked over his shoulders. And then he sank down another inch, crying out victoriously. "Baby, watch it, watch the stallion baby! Look how it's moving. And you're filled with pig-come, pig-come and a horse-cock, baby. Yeah, you need it. You need this big fucking hot beauty. And I'm gonna flood you with come. I'm gonna make sure you float away on a puddle of cream, little lady, good hot horse-come!"

Wild-eyed, panting as loudly as she was, Lloyd Nichols began to move even more quickly, certain now that most of her pain and discomfort had vanished. And as Pam moved in time to his volley of gut-wrenching strokes, Justin Whitlock decided that it was high time he got into the picture and the action.

Accordingly, even as he heard Holmes and Bix barking downstairs, he swung himself up over the bed and clambered around until he was able to squat right over Pam Harper's flushed and sweaty face. "You want to take a nice long suck on it, sugar?" he said, holding his cock down as she glanced back at him.

She didn't have to reply, wanting to do anything he asked. For by this time, her first climax was about to descend upon her like a ton of bricks. The swifter Lloyd moved, the more turned on and accustomed to his massive cock she became. The last burning flickers of pain were fading, replaced by an intensely gratifying glow of imminent release and orgasmic ecstasy.

Grunting and slobbering over her tits, Lloyd kept pistoning in and out, one raw wicked cock-stroke after another. And as he felt her cunt muscles shuddering tautly around his powerfully thrusting organ, he could see how she was also beginning to take in one hard hot inch of Justin's cock after another.

"That's it, more, nice and easy," he panted, easing his meat deeper and deeper into her mouth and down her throat, bending her tonsils back in his impatience to store the entire length of his hard-on into place.

Pam gurgled and slobbered over his tool, even as she suddenly shuddered and began to come. And as the fiery pleasure consumed her, as she sucked Justin off and felt Lloyd Nichols bombarding her pussy with his arm of throbbing meat, Bix and Holmes suddenly burst into the room, whipped up by the hot searing aroma of sexual congress.

They jumped up onto the bed, licking at random, their tongues striking out until, even as Pam continued on creaming, Holmes was right behind Lloyd Nichols, licking between his heaving buns and down to his huge wrinkled scrotal sac. Bix, on the other hand, had squeezed around until he was beginning to rim out Justin Whitlock's hairy puckered asshole.

Pam heard what was happening and she let loose, slamming her eyes shut and flowing with her inhuman pleasure. Justin had asked for commitment and lack of inhibition. And now, less than an hour after they had arrived at the farm, she knew that she had neither disappointed him nor disappointed herself. If anything, this weekend of complete and total bestial and hedonistic abandon was going to be their honeymoon, no doubt about that.