"He's fucking her!" Delbert shouted.
"All stand back and let Red do his work," Harlan said. "Keep eating them pig-nuts, girly. Like the taste of pig-nuts, bitch? Like the feel of a hound's prick in your smelly twat-hole?"
"Red likes blonds," Seth said, and they all laughed.
"Want me to snap a few now?" Tyler asked.
"Be my guest," Harlan said. "Keep your hands steady if you can. Get a few close up, too."
Jenny chewed at the hog's inflated balls, sinking her teeth into the fuzzy ball-flesh. It was all she could do to keep from screaming, to keep from wailing out her pain and her pleasure, her degradation and her anger. She was on the verge of violent laughter, and on the verge of tears. She was losing her mind, losing her honor, losing the last vestiges of any innocence she still possessed at her young age.
She was sucking on the stinking balls of a boar while fucking the worm-like prick of a blood hound. This was all too absurd to believe – but the hound's prick was like a glowing poker inside her, and her loins throbbed with the feelings his cock was fucking into them. And the hound's hot paws gripped her flanks, his long claws gouging her flesh. It was happening, really happening. Jenny had never been more certain of anything in her life.
"Go, Red!" Seth shouted.
"Look at him hump her," Delbert said, giggling.
"Ain't never seen old Red fuck any bitch that good," Harlan said. "His prick's pumping like a truck piston."
The bloodhound howled, banging his hairy belly at Jenny's upturned ass, fucking his thin prick in and out of her cunt faster than any human prick Jenny had ever felt. Not even some of the star athletes she'd allowed to fuck her had fucked her with such agile speed. Her cunt tissues sizzled from the friction of the hound's fucking. The unbearable fuck tension that had been striving to burst from her loins for an hour now began once more to mount toward release. Small prickling balloons began to inflate throughout her loins. Her clit jerked and quivered as if electrified, stimulated by the intense fucking of the hound's slippery prick. Her pussy slabs were swelling, and as she wiggled her ass, the juicy slabs shimmied against each other, sucking the big hound's prick.
"Look at old Red's eyes," Delbert said. "They look like their gonna pop out of his head."
"He'll be coming directly," Harlan said, and before he'd got the words out the hound's orgasm began.
The first spurt of dog-cum felt like a darning needle spearing the pit of Jenny's cunt. Jenny grunted, her loins jerking. The spurts of dog-cum came hard and fast, like jets of hot water. The hound's claws sank deeper into the muscles of Jenny's flanks. Warm dog spittle dripped over her back. The hound's prick flexed and jumped like a long stiff finger. The hound whimpered.
The men cheered, shouting at Red to fuck the shit out of her, to blast the guts out of her. Red growled, humming his spurting prick inside Jenny, leaning into her with all of his bulk of bone and muscle. Jenny strained to remain up, strained to prevent her face from being driven down against the slats of the hog-pen. If she were to collapse, the hound would crush her, snapping her head off at the neck to finish her off.
"Lick them hog nuts!" Harlan bellowed. "Fuck that dog prick!"
Jenny licked the hog's balls fiercely. They ballooned and contracted. The boar's ass shuddered, and she could hear him grunting and squealing.
"Homer's shooting again," Delbert yelled. "I'll catch his cum."
Jenny groaned with lust. The knowledge that she'd brought the boar off again by simply licking his balls filled her once more with a strange thrilling satisfaction. The prickling streams of fuck feelings that always signaled the approach of her orgasm began to move in her body, crawling up her spine, sliding down the core of her legs. When the feelings reached her toes, when they reached her nipples, her lips, her fingers, her entire body would flash with orgasm. She screwed her ass in mad circles, fucking the hound's prick, shimmying her pussy-lips against each other to bring herself off.
"Get Red off her," Harlan yelled. "Quick, before she gets what she wants."
Jenny swore as the hot dog-prick slid out of her, cursed as rough hands gripped her asscheeks and forced her cheeks and pussy-lips apart. The wind rushed inside her cunt, instantly quenching her first flickers of orgasmic fire. She remained there shaking, the fuck tension throughout her body on the edge of exploding, but stifled again. To make things worse, Delbert's grubby brown hand appeared near her face, offering her once more a palmful of boar's cum, hot and fresh from the boar's balls. And Jenny could do nothing but to drink, to lap it from the boy's hand like a kitten lapping up a saucerful of milk fresh from the cow. The pig's cum tasted bitter. The scent of it nearly knocked her out, but as disgusted as she was with having to eat the slimy stuff, her lust raged on.
"Oh, fuck!" she whined. "Oh, damn it!"
"Here's your chance, boy," Harlan said. "She's begging for it now."
"Goddamn," Seth said. "I've been waiting for this." And he mounted her.
The feel of human hands on her flanks now, the feel of Seth's big teenage cock jerking against her ass, caused Jenny to coo and laugh as if she were drunk. She licked the last of the pig cum from Delbert's hand, gyrating her ass against Seth's cock and muttering, "Shove it in me. Shove the big thing in me. Oh, shove it in."
"Give it to her," Harlan urged, and Tyler and Delbert encouraged Seth in the same way, telling him to ram his cock in her and fuck her good.
Seth slid the head of his hot cock up and down Jenny's asscrack and cunt-furrow, lubricating his prick with her fuck-slime, lubricating his cock with the fresh cum of the big bloodhound, whom Jenny could now hear whimpering and growling as somebody restrained him, Jenny rotated her ass like a fan, crazy for the feel of the cock inside her. All her life it had been the men who had gone crazy over her, it had been the men who had begged her to let them slip their cocks into her body, but now it was she who was begging. She could hardly believe the words coming from her mouth as she pleaded with the grubby farm youth to fuck her.
Seth twisted his cock hard against her ass-pucker, massaging her asshole. The stimulation felt good, but Jenny needed no further stimulation. What she needed was the boy's cock fucking in and out of her cunt. She would come seconds after the overgrown hunk of male cockmeat started fucking against the walls of her cunt. That was for certain. She couldn't remember having ever been this horny.
"Shove it in – please!" she moaned. "Oh, please!"
Seth's fingernails gouged her raw flanks, holding her steady. Jenny held her breath, relaxing herself, opening herself for deep penetration. For a moment she was aware only of perfect blissful silence, aware only of the pounding of her heart, of the quivering of her sweat-misted body, of the openness of her cunt. Her lust was exquisitely unbearable, on the knife-edge of complete satisfaction. She felt the boy plunge into her.
The spectators roared with glee. The bloodhound howled. Seth grunted like a bull. Jenny felt her loins stuffed as if with an arm. For a moment she felt total ecstasy, knowing that she was fucked at last – and then the agony tore through her asshole.
"Goddamn!" she screamed. "Oh, God, no!"
But it was too late. Seth's billy-club prick throbbed in her asshole. She was impaled on it to the hilt, the boy's hard loins mashing her asscheeks. She felt all her strength melt. Just missing skinning her face off on the rough wood of Homer's pen, she collapsed into the dirt, crushed down by the panting, grunting, fucking youth. His cock fucked in and out easily, savagely fucking her asshole.