"Yesss," Christine hissed. She pushed Tracy's head into her tit, enjoying the hard sucking. This was fantastic! Laddie could only lick and chew. Tracy's sucking was different. Sensations churned inside her pussy, brought on by Tracy's energetic mouth and lips.
"Bite, too!" Christine wailed, squirming underneath Tracy's body. The blonde teenager combed her fingers through Tracy's thick brown hair. "Ohhh, I love it, Trace – I love it!"
Christine humped her ass off the bed. The passion soaring through her body wouldn't let her keep still. She humped the bed as if she were being fucked.
Tracy's wet mouth went from Christine's tits to biting and licking her skin on a one-way trip to her pussy. She was in her own dreamy world – unaware of where she was headed.
Christine was aware. "Oooh, Tracy! Tracy!" She pushed at Tracy's head, urging her down her body. "Fingerfuck me, Trace. Feel inside; there's no cherry."
Anxious and brimming with curiosity, Tracy did. Her finger weaved through the golden silk of Christine's soft pussy hair and the girl's velvety-smooth pussy lips. Warm fuck cream coated her fingers. She explored, pushing her finger deep inside her friend's cunt. She found no barrier blocking her way. Her fingers were easily immersed in a warm pool of cunt-cream pulse against her fingers. Her hot friend felt squishy and warm inside her pussy.
"Ohhhh, shit!" Christine wailed. "Oh, shit!"
The blonde teenager floated on a cloud of lust. What her friend was doing to her was heaven – absolute heaven. She churned her hips around, Tracy's finger inside her cunt were making her cream more.
"Ooh, ahhh! Ohhhh!" Christine moaned, humping and squirming. Her hands clawed up her wriggling body to her own tits. She kneaded them roughly, urgently. The need to cum became overwhelming. "God, your fingers feel terrific inside my pussy. It feels good having someone else do it."
Tracy moaned, her eyes lighting up. "Do it to me!" she gasped, pulling her fingers out. Her eyes were drawn to her juice-coated fingers, seeing the web of pussy juice between the splayed fingers.
"Watch." Tracy flicked her pink tongue over them. "Mmmm, I like the taste. Your pussy-cream is delicious." It was a subconscious desire to eat pussy that neither of them understood.
Christine moved, stretching for Tracy's cherry pussy. Tracy adjusted to accommodate her friend, and Christine found her fuck hole. The blonde teenager slipped her finger inside, up to her friend's cherry.
"You won't have this for long," Christine giggled, and brought out a thin sticky glob of Tracy's cunt juice. Christine sucked it off her finger. "Maybe later, we'll eat each other, but right now. I think we ought to get dressed and let you get acquainted with Laddie."
Tracy agreed enthusiastically, scrambling out of bed. They quickly dressed, wanting to do everything at once.
CHAPTER EIGHT
"C'mon we'll go out to the barn, and I'll introduce you to Champion and Brownie."
Tracy, her palms sweaty, nervously followed Christine to the stable. Laddie jumped and played beside her.
"This is going to be the best two weeks of our lives," Christine promised. They stepped in the barn, out of the summer heat. "No more pretend stories, just real fun." She giggled, tingling all over. "C'mon."
Christine stopped at Champion's stall and rubbed her hand soothingly down the horse's nose, scratching the white star between his big, soulful eyes.
"This is my dad's horse," Christine said. "Champion, this is Tracy, my friend," they giggled together. "Wait until you see his cock, Tracy. It's a damn tree trunk!"
"I can't wait to see it!" Tracy bubbled. "Ohhh, shit, I'm going crazy just thinking about what we're gonna do during these two glorious weeks together!"
"So am I," Christine confessed. "I must have played with my cunt all morning waiting for you." She escorted her friend over to the other side of the stable to her pony's stall. "Tracy, I'd like you to meet Brownie. His cock isn't as big, but it's just right for us." She gave a nervous giggle. "He creams like a fountain."
"Ooo, shit, Chrissy, when do I see something? Damn, I can't wait anymore. I'm going crazy!" She shook, standing there, knowing there were two – maybe three – cocks in the stable that she would soon be sharing with the friend. "Let me see Laddie's cock."
Christine gave her friend a hot smile. "You can see all their cock's after you take your cloths off." She leaned against Brownie's stall and waited, absent-mindedly patting her pony's snout.
"What about you, Chrissy?" Tracy asked, her heart leaping. "You gonna strip, too?"
"I will." Her eyes sparkled.
"What if somebody comes?" Tracy said, hesitating. She was just a little frightened. Stripping in the bedroom was a lot safer than doing it here.
"Nobody will. You strip. I'll close the door." She walked to the big wooden door and slipped a wooden bar through the metal hinges. "Now, nobody can get in."
Tracy laid her jeans and blouse on a bale of hay. She blushing; Laddie was sniffing her ass. His cold nose made her shiver.
Laddie persisted. The panties Tracy wore were keeping him from tasting her pussymeat. He barked, annoyed.
"Ohhhh, shit, Chrissy! Laddie wants to lick my cunt."
"Then take off your panties, and let him. He loves pussy." Christine enjoyed her friend's nervousness. It made her feel older, more mature.
Once Christine was naked, Tracy relaxed a little more and slipped off her white cotton bra. The soft curve of her tits rose and fell as she sucked in quick gulps of air. "I'm getting some tits, huh? Finally!" Tracy was proud.
"Mmmmm, they look good enough to suck again." Christine jutted out her own tits at Tracy. "Remember you said you'd lick Laddie's cum off my tits?"
Tracy's gaze riveted to Christine's tits. Her mouth dried up fast, her pussy oozing even faster. "I didn't forget," she whispered hoarsely.
"Maybe you'll lick off Brownie's cum. He squirts a lot more than Laddie does." She locked at her nervous friend and smiled. "C'mon, get your panties off."
"I am," Tracy giggled, wiggling out of her pink panties. Laddie was already licking her ass cheeks before her panties hit the ground. "Oooo, Chrissy, he's licking meee!" As she bent over to pull off her panties, she felt Laddie's tongue snaking inside her deep ass crack. "Ohhh, God, I love it. His tongue feels so good!"
"Spread you legs for him, Tracy," Christine suggested.
Tracy remained bent over, not able to move. Her cherry pussy was being touched for the first time with something other than her own fingers. She groped for her friend, who was seated on a bale of hay, watching.
Christine squirmed on the coarse hay. It scratched her oozing pussy. "Tracy, you look real good bent over like that. I can't see Laddie's tongue, though; is he licking your pussy?"
"Yeahhhh!" Tracy raised her head. Her passion-glazed brown eyes met Christine's baby-blues. Tracy's mouth was parted in a heavy pant. Excitement glittered in her eyes. The dog's tongue was slithering between her gooey cuntlips. "Oh, God, Chrissy… I'm gonna fall…"
Naked and hot, Tracy stumbled on her way over to be near her friend. She swooned; Laddie walked with her. His nose and constantly-licking tongue never left her pussy.
Tracy never made it. She swooned when Laddie's tongue delved deep inside her cunt, then crumbled to the earthen floor.
Laddie's snout and long, slippery tongue found her pussy again. Standing between Tracy's outstretched legs, the dog slithered through the warmth of her syrupy cunt with his whiplike tongue.
Wiggling on her back, her legs wide apart, Tracy creamed the dog's snout. "Oh! Uh! Uh!" Her girlish hips humped; her slender legs jerked; her body spasmed. "I'm… coming, Chrissy!" The dog's snout burrowed between her buttery pussy lips. "God, I'm coming!"
She twitched – a tingling mass of writhing flesh. The persistent golden retriever attacked her creaming cunt with his long rubbery tongue, turning her into a writhing mass of flesh.
Laddie wanted more cunt sauce. His muzzle worked overtime; his bluish-red tongue licked the cushiony entrance to the teen's frothy cunt.