"Do it! Do it! Fuck me, fuck me!" she babbled mindlessly.
"Man, beg me for it. Come on, beg for it. I wanna hear you beg me for my prick!"
Barbara groaned, twisting her body around, curling her fingers and digging her nails into the back of his neck. Brad groaned, shaking his body when the pain began to become too great.
"Beg for it!"
"Oh please, please fuck me!"
"Okay, bitch, take it!"
The words echoed in her ears. He hunched forward again hard, juice spraying out from her cunt as his cock torpedoed into her pussy. Barbara screamed, arching her head back, the cords on her neck sticking out. Strangled cries of unspeakable delight ripped from her throat as her cunt boiled with hot juice. He was stroking regularly now, pile-driving his cock in and out, in and out, his balls swinging up and slapping against her asscheeks.
"Take it, take it, take it," he grunted with each forward fucking thrust.
"Ohhhhhh…"
He was going to make it. She knew he was going to cum in a moment. She could feel his prick jerking and bumping around inside her pussy.
"Please, don't… don't cum yet. Oh, I'm not ready," the young blonde pleaded.
"Don't move then, or I'm gonna pop," Brad warned.
Barbara bit on her lower lip until she drew blood, trying desperately not to move her ass. Oh, it was so hard, so very hard to keep still when something that big and exciting was inside her! But somehow she managed, keeping her ass flat against the mattress while holding onto the big stud pinning her down.
"Oh! Oh! Oh!"
Barbara felt herself coming unglued. She tried just to lay there, to remain still while that fat cunt-splitter jerked inside her. But it was impossible. Brad's body, his hands, his cock working around inside her clutching pussy were too much for the frantic blonde to stand. She lay spread out like a speared fish on the mattress, twitching and jerking, her ass bucking against the bed as she began her climax.
"Uhhhhh…"
It was like having a volcano inside her belly. Snapping her head back and arching her spine, Barbara felt the room slipping out of focus. Her eyes glazed and rolled up while her knees jerked hard against Brad's sides. She was prancing her ass up and down for more sensation, for more cockmeat. She clawed at the ranch hand's back, raking his flesh with her fingernails while the balls of her feet beat steadily against his lower back. Behind her Barbara could hear the headboard clattering against the wall. The bed groaned and squeaked with her movements while her wailing cries bounced off the ceiling.
The woman could only think she was being fucked by the fattest, longest, hottest and hardest prick in the world!
"Work it out, baby, come on, work it out. Make me… uhhh… make me shoot my wad in you nice and hard," Brad groaned.
"Nooo… Nghhhhhhh…"
Barbara screamed again and again, humping her thighs upward, working her hips from side to side in order to feel that plum-like cockhead stirring her insides around. That delicious hot/chilliness began all over again, rushing through her belly, then spreading like a fog into her cunt. Her pussy muscles contracted again and again, the lips mouthing Brad's sinking prick while her ass moved from left to right.
"Cum! Cum! Cummmmmmm!"
Barbara was going wild, screaming for Brad to unload his jizz.
"Baby, gonna… Aaaahhhhhh, fuck! Fuck it out, fuck!"
He was doing it! Lord, he was doing it, fucking out his cum! Barbara felt his body jerking hard and fast on top of hers. His fingers bruised her shoulders while his knees twitched against hers. Then there was that steady throbbing of his dick, that regular jerking that told her he was spilling his load in her cunt. Yes, oh God yes, he was spraying her with his jizz!
"Yaggggghhhhhhh!"
Her soul exploded with a white lightning-like fury. Barbara could feel Brad sending stream after thick stream of his jizz deep into her tight cunt. He jerked all over her, pushing her deep into the mattress while still holding her down firmly with his big fingers.
"Uhhhh… baby, oh baby, you're… uhhh… ahhhhhh fuck!"
Barbara felt his load jetting out, splattering against the convulsing slick sides of her pussy, feeling that spunk burning into her cuntal walls like acid. His prickhead squeezed tight again and again, throwing out wads of cum in thick, fast jerks. Again and again the hot white stuff sprayed out, sucking down her cuntal walls until Barbara thought she would be spitting out the cum from her mouth!
Quickly she moved her hands up, fastening them around Brad's neck as she felt the final throbbing of his cock spit out another load into her juicy cunt. She exploded again and again, finally collapsing exhausted from the workout and her violent climax. It was hard, so hard to breathe now! Twisting her head around, Barbara opened her mouth and gasped for oxygen.
"God… my God… Ohhhhhh, that was soooooooo… so very good," she crooned.
"Good fuck, baby. Real good. Don't understand why you don't do it more," Brad said, resting on top of her.
"Don't… don't say things like that," the woman replied, keeping her head turned from him.
In spite of everything she had experienced and thought Barbara was still having a hard time dealing with her sexuality, with the things it was making her do and think.
"Bet you could do something really… well, you know, wild… kinky," Brad murmured, moving his head around and licking the sides of her neck.
Barbara stiffened, feeling her heart start to pound faster. Did he suspect something about her… something more than that little innocent incident in the barn? Surely she could talk her way out of that one if she had to. But if he had seen her with the dog out there that night there could be no explanation! She turned her head around and tried to look up as coolly as possible.
"I don't know what you mean."
Brad smiled, moving his hips slightly so she could still feel his prick slipping in and out of her squishy, cum-filled cunt. Barbara shivered, closing her eyes until the delightful aftershock passed.
"Sure you don't, tell you what," he said, beginning to work his softening cock from her cunt. "You meet me tomorrow night and we'll talk about it… down there by the bunkhouses."
"I… I won't come," Barbara said, feeling a rush of excitement make her skin glow.
Brad only laughed, still holding her down while pulling the bloated cock from her pussy with a wet, squishing sound.
CHAPTER EIGHT
"You… you what?"
Christina was standing in the living room, one hand to her stomach while the other was clasped over her mouth. There was a startled, almost horrified look on her face as she stared open-mouthed at her confessing cousin.
"I… I had to tell you, Christina. I just couldn't let this sort of thing go on without you knowing."
Barbara felt the blood rushing to her face as she sat there on the sofa, her fingers pulling at the loose-fitting coverlet material.
She had done it! She had actually done it! All during the day Barbara had thought about Brad, about what they had done, about the way she had felt. And then there was Pardner. All day long he had been nosing her legs, sniffing up her skirt, even pawing her right there in front of Christina in the kitchen. She had had to slap him hard on the snout, kicking him to get him away from her. No, there could be no other route. Christina had to know about her depravity. She couldn't hide it any more.
"But… but why?"
Barbara lowered her eyes for the moment, pulling at the sofa material, wondering why herself. She didn't know. Forces beyond her control seemed to have taken her over, making her do things she never would have thought of doing before. Maybe it was something to do with this ranch, something to do with all the animals here, with the freedom. Barbara didn't know. All she knew was that she had to leave, get away from this place or it would ruin her. But before she left she had to make a clean breast of everything.