In the throes of climax, Tracy rolled from side to side on the floor, keeping her legs spread. Her cunt bubbled with hot and liguidy cum. "Ohhh, God, I'm coming all over the fucking dog!" She twisted, her body jerking in bliss.
Laddie's tongue whipped through her juicy cunt. The sticky coating adhered to his snout, jowls, and digging tongue. His tongue was quick and light one minute, then arduous the next, lingering inside the bubbly entrance to Tracy's succulent pussymeat. He lavished his tongue on the delicate morsel of cuntflesh laid out before him, his cock peeking slowly out of his sheath.
Tracy twisted against the dog's digging tongue – her cunt full of oozing fuck cream. She hauled her weak body to her knees in an unsuccessful effort to get away from the horny dog and stop her mind-boggling orgasm. It was useless; his tongue reamed the entrance to her brown-haired pussy; cum gushed over his snout. Tracy fell backwards again, unable to fight the dog or her sensational climax.
Laddie's prick began to expand to its full length. He was becoming aroused, ready to release his churning load of jism. His red-beamed cock jutted out menacingly.
Tracy sprawled out on her back and humped her cherry cunt into the dog's slinking tongue and hard snout. "I'm coming!" she squealed. Her childlike voice was high-pitched, uncontrolled. She writhered on the ground, ass jerking, hips lunging. She humped up, her cunt gushing buttery fuck cream, her orgasm whipping through her and ending as fast as it had begun. Tracy shook in the quit aftermath.
"Oh… oh… aaahhh…" she sighed. "Chrissy, help me…" The brown-eyed teenager pulled herself upright, attempting to get away from Laddie's perpetually moving tongue. "Help…" She was too weak to escape the dog's insistent desire.
"Heel!" Christine commanded. "Heel!"
Laddie's snout came off the teen's gooey cunt. He barked his protest, but obeyed. He obediently sat, his tongue drooping, his eyes pleading, his tail swishing along the ground, stirring up hay and dirt.
"Oooo, Chrissy," Tracy moaned dully. She finally managed to pull herself up next to her friend, plopping down on another bale of hay. "I don't believe how fabulous that was. It happened so quick… I… didn't know what was happening to me." She sat trembling, her strength returning. "It was the most fantastic thing in my whole life."
"A lot more to come," Christine promised. "It was just the beginning. You only had a taste of what country life is all about."
"God, nothing can be better than what I just went through," Tracy's dark restless eyes picked up the red pointed tip of Laddie's cock. He was quietly waiting for Christine to take care of him.
"Chrissy, look." Tracy pointed to the formidable doggie cock jutting out to its full length. Red. Glistening. Bloated. "God, his cock looks so big."
"I'm saving Laddie until last," Christine told her friend, jumping off the hay, her tits bouncing. "I'm gonna show you a giant cock!"
"The horse?" Tracy's voice cracked with emotion. "Won't we get hurt?"
Christine smiled at her timid friend. "He's gentle."
The tall blonde teenager walked over to Champion's stall with an air of confidence. After opening the stall door, she led the sleek quarter horse out.
"Easy, boy," she soothed, showing off in front of her friend. She patted the white star on the horse's head, between his wide eyes. "Easy, boy, we just want to see your prick."
Christine felt older than her friend, flaunting her sexual know-how with animals. She was going to have some fun coaxing her friend, who had suddenly turned bashful at the sight of the large horse.
"Ohhhh, shit, Chrissy!" Tracy said, wide-eyed. "Jesus Christ – look at him! He'd rip us apart with that gigantic cock. Look at it; it's just hanging there!"
Christine laughed. "I know. Someday through, I'm gonna fuck him." The young blonde dropped to her knees and grabbed Champion's thick, bloated cock.
Champion snorted, his head tossing high. He pawed and stomped the ground, feeling the child's fingers surrounding his giant, cum-swelled prick.
Frightened out of her wits. Tracy gasped and retreated to the opposite side of the stable, away from the restless animal.
"He's okay, Tracy. Pretty soon, he'll be as calm as Brownie when I play with him."
She got up and took the excited horse back to his stall. She crossed the stable to her pony and scratched his head. "Now, Brownie lets me play with him all I want. He's gentle as a lamb. Ain'tcha, boy?"
The pony whinnied and shook his golden mane. His big brown eyes were soft and gentle.
"Don't be chicken, Tracy, I want you with me. We can both play."
"Maybe I should start out with Laddie first," Tracy meekly. "Okay?"
"Not Laddie," Christine giggled, enjoying her friend's obvious nervousness. "I'm saving his cock to break your cherry today." Christine led the gentle pony into the center of the stable. Wrapping her arm around his neck, she squeezed her tits into his dark-chocolate-colored coat. "Mmmmmm, you feel good, Brownie."
A wheezing gasp came out of Tracy's parted mouth. "No, Chrissy. Not today."
"When?" Christine grabbed the pony by his tough mane and pulled herself up onto his back. "When do you want to lose your cheery?"
Tracy gulped. She sought some way out. "Before I leave. I promise I'll do it next week."
Christine pressed her pussy into the pony's back. She clutched his neck, her long legs bracketing his flanks. Her hips rocked slowly back and forth, her cunt gliding wetly. She felt the smooth soft hair of the pony's coat when she humped back and the rough prickling texture of his hair when she rocked forward. The exquisite sensation drove her insane.
"Ohhhh, Tracy, it's fantastic!" Christine sighed. "You can sit up here and cream yourself all day long." A rumbling wave of pleasure through her body made Christine sway. She trembled on the pony, working herself up slowly, her pussy overflowing. "Oooo, Tracy, this feels… Ahhhh… so… wonderful!" She leaned forward, her tits crushing into the pony's mane. As her ass jerked, fuck cream gushed from her cunt.
Tracy watched in total fascination. Her own body felt tingly, as if the pleasure Christine was enjoying reached her, too. "You coming, Chrissy?"
"Just enough to keep me red-hot." Christine carefully eased herself off the pony. She was going to show her friend everything today – all the fun of country living. She stroked her fingers through her hot wet pussy and brought out a filmy gob of pussy-cream. "See?"
Tracy wondered what was in store for her.
Christine smiled. "It's great not being cherry." She got down on the dirt floor underneath the pony, staring directly at his cock. She giggled when she heard the sound of Tracy sucking in her breath.
"Watch this, Tracy." Christine brought her hands up to the heavy skin surrounding Brownie's pony-cock. She stroked it carefully. "Wait until you see his cock hard."
Tracy squatted down on the floor, getting as close as possible. Her devouring curiosity had placed her fear in a far corner of her mind. "How does it feel, Chrissy?"
"Touch him and find out." Christine's hands were busy working their magic on the pony's growing prick. "His cock'll be hard in minutes."
Tracy reached out, her fingers skipping over the growing thickness of the pony's cock. "Aaaaah!" she sighed. When she touched the pony-cock, a tremor sizzled up her arm. "Damn."
Christine concentrated on what she was doing. She stroked the thick skin back and forth slowly, her fingers drifting up and down the shaft. The gigantic prick made its appearance. The bigger it got, the hotter Christine became, the noisier Tracy's breathing became.
"See?" Christine whispered to Tracy. "God, I can't wait until it fits all the way in me."
Christine swooned; Brownie's cock was sticking out a mile – thick, swollen, ready for pussy. "You play with him now." Christine rolled out from under the pony to make room for her friend.
Tracy shook her head. "Not yet. Let me start with Laddie."