After they turned in the horses, Janet sat in their car waiting for the ride back to their cabin home to start.
As Dan put the car in gear she reached over and groped his dick. "That ride really turned me on. It's great to have something like that between your legs. Big and hard. A horse."
"Is that why you came on to the stable-boy?" He ran one hand over her boobs.
"It sure as hell is. He's ugly but he looks damn strong." Her fingers clutched at his dick.
"I'm pretty fucking strong, too, Janet." He yanked down her halter, bating both tits.
"You sure are." Her hands massaged over his crotch.
"Give me some head." Dan pressed his crotch up toward her. "See if you can get me hard before we get to the cabin." He drove faster.
Janet popped open the buttons of his fly and hauled out his prick. No shorts he never wore them. She dove for the thick meat, covering it with her lips.
Dan opened his shirt, spreading it to display his chest. "Suck it, baby. Suck it all." He kept one hand on the wheel and groped for her tits with the other, driving steadily up the curving mountain road. His dick sprang up stiff and long quickly. Her fingers dug on around his balls, causing lust to rise along with the tool.
"Not too shabby." He pulled her away by the hair.
Janet took off her halter and tossed it into the back seat of the car. Her tits were bigger than a man's fists, the skin an even dark tan, large nipples rising from broad circles of flesh. She caressed Dan's prick. "God, I sure as hell need it. Oh, shit." Janet slipped a hand inside her capris, touching around over her cunt. "My whole cunt just creamed, Dan. Just hot and ready for your stiff tool." She bent and kissed the tip of Dan's prick.
"Here we are." He pulled into the small garage at the side of the tall A-frame cabin. A deck ran around the whole building, glass covering one end, the steeply sloping sides covered with bright blue shingling.
"Let's go." Dan got out of the car, sunlight gleaming over his stiff prick as he went up the steps to the cabin. His jeans slipped and showed most of his butt before he got inside.
Janet followed, tits bouncing slightly as she jogged behind the man.
Dan pulled off his shirt. His body was lean, wiry, knots of muscles visible along his shoulders and arms. He tugged off his boots and shoved down his jeans. His dark tan ran without a break from his head to his feet. The cock thrust right up from a dense mass of coarse hair.
Dan left his clothes on the floor just inside the door and reached for Janet. "I want your ass."
"No way. I want your cock up my cunt!" She turned away, pulling from the grasp of his arm.
"Your ass, I said. Now!" He grabbed her.
Janet slung away her capris and faced the man, just as naked as he was. "Like hell! I need a man up my cunt and that's you, mister." She crouched, arms raised from her sides.
"Give me your asshole." He circled her slowly, looking for an approach.
"You'll have to take it. If you can!" Her hands curled into fists. Her long legs carried her easily out of reach.
"Bitch," Dan said slowly. He stepped closer to her, hands lifted, ready to grab an arm.
Janet moved back. There was little furniture to hamper her and she dashed to the far side of the large room that made up most of the cabin. Cushions and thick pads covered most of the floor.
"Bastard!" She kept the distance between them, waiting for him to make the first move.
"Cunt!" Dan leaped, both arms wide. He caught her low on the waist and wrestled her to the floor. She struggled, thrashing at him raining blows on his head and shoulders.
"God damn!" Dan grabbed both flailing arms and pinned them to the floor. "I'll show you, bitch!" He shoved her arms apart harshly, his fingers tearing at the skin.
Janet rolled from under him. "Son of a bitch!"
"Whore." He hauled her back. She was fighting him every inch of the way – fighting hard.
Dan ducked a kick and staggered to his feet, hauling on her anus, dragging her across the carpet toward the rear of the cabin. She clung to anything she could reach and he was sweating by the time he got her close to the back wall. He kicked open the door of their store room and pulled her closer to it.
"Let me go, you shit eater! God damn it." She thrashed but he held on. He let go of one hand and grabbed a pair of handcuffs from a hook on the wall. Her fist slammed into his side and hip before he shoved her down, climbing on her, straddling her with his knees and he groped for her thrashing arm. He took two more hits on the shoulders before he got the handcuff clicked around the wrist. They were police-issue cuffs, all metal, designed to hold violent criminals.
"You mother-fucker," Janet hissed. She began to sweat from the effort of fighting the man. "Eat shit!"
"Shut up." He slapped her face, slapped hard, her head snapping back.
"Cock sucker!"
Dan yanked at the cuff, hauling her wrist down, dragging her on the floors he tried to cuff it to her ankle.
Her free hand pummeled his hips, he finally got her bound, right wrist to right ankle. Sweat glimmered on his back as he stood and went to the store room for the other pair of cuffs.
"You're a bastard, Dan. A motherfucking son of a bitch." She rolled clumsily to her back. She watched closely as he came back to her. He grabbed her by the free ankle and hauled her to the middle of the floor. A strong flip of his arm turned her to one side and she had to lie there she bent and clamped wrist to ankle with the other handcuffs, making her helpless.
"Now I'm going to put my cock up your asshole and split you open." He rolled her over to her back.
Janet's knees stuck-up, trapped inside her arms. She looked up at the man, hissing savagely like an angry cat. She tightened her as, clamping the cheeks tightly together.
Dan crouched, put his hands under Janet's buff and tilted her up. His fingers clawed into the crack, prying the solid flesh apart.
The pink hole showed and he spit on it, leaning forward, leading with his dick, touching it to the opening. His arms twisted her rear higher. His dick jabbed at the circle of clenched muscle, trying to jam through into her. "Cunt!" Dan snarled. His fingers grabbed for her snatch. His thumb drove against the hole and he gouged into her ass. He put his cock to the hole again and leaned down heavily, forcing his meat to glide in beside his thumb.
"Arrrrhh!" Pain sped from her stretched hole. His thumb pulled out and the pain faded.
Dan fucked hard, slamming into the ass. He spread her handcuffed legs with his arms and heaved above the woman, passion rampant from his crotch. His cock tore like a hot piston into the slick tunnel. "There. There!" He let her feel all the power of his muscles. "How do you like it? How do you like having a big, stiff prick up your asshole?"
"Shit!" Janet spit at him. Pain returned from the power of his drives. She lay totally helpless as he fucked hey.
Trickles of sweat ran down Dan's chest and sides. He fucked all out, every muscle working hard to give him the great pleasure he needed to be satisfied. Knots of dense pleasure grew in his crotch. They collected in his cock, turning to wild heat, his balls straining with the raging pressure.
The tight knots swelled, packed into one flaming mass of pure ecstasy and burst, streaming through him.
Dan came into the woman's asshole, filling it with rivers of cum. His fingers grabbed for her tits and he put every ounce of weight behind his drives, feet barely on the floor as he fucked. Jism spouted down as his hips flexed desperately, driving all of his dick into the passage.
"Hhhhhaaaaoooww!" Janet screamed as the man's prick ripped her flesh. His hard meat bucked all through her ass. "DAN!!" She called his name, desperate for him to stop, but desperate for more, for the feel of his powerful drives, his towering lust. "DAAAAAANN!!"