The pony's cock frightened her. Nothing that big would ever fit into her body. "Let me play with Laddie instead."
Christine shook her head and walked the pony back to his stall. He snorted and shook his mane. Christine soothed him. "Don't be impatient, Brownie. I'll get you off later." She gave her friend a glance. "Maybe Tracy will." Christine locked him inside the stall and turned to Tracy. "You can get Laddie hard, okay?"
Enthusiastically, Tracy nodded in agreement. The dog seemed less dangerous now that she had seen the monster cocks of the horse and pony. "You show me how."
Christine slapped her thighs, and Laddie came loping over. "C'mon. Laddie, we're gonna play." She led him to a pile of loose hay, easing him onto his side. "C'mon down and play, Tracy, he's all yours." Christine moved aside, resting the dog's head in her lap.
Tracy got comfortable in the hay, hesitating. "I'm nervous."
"So was I," Christine reminded her, "but you said don't be, remember? Now, it's yours turn to be brave."
Tracy gulped and nodded. Her fingers touched the hairy cock sheath. She jumped when Laddie whimpered.
"When you get him hard, you can watch him fuck me," Christine said. "In the ass."
Tracy darted a sharp glance at her friend. "You're kidding! I'd be afraid."
"I'm dying to find out how it feels. His tongue in my ass was fantastic, so his cock ought to be better."
Tracy let out a low whistle. "I'd still be afraid." Her hand never left Laddie's sheath. "A cock if different than a tongue."
"Once you lose your cherry, everything else is easy. You'll see."
"Oooo, look, Chrissy! It's peeking out." Tracy's hand became more urgent, her fingers stroking with desire.
Christine patted the dog's head on her lap, keeping him calm. Her younger, less experienced friend was hardening his prick with her small, delicate touches. "Get his cock nice and big for me, Tracy. Don't be afraid. He won't bite."
Christine was beginning to regret what she had said to her friend in a moment of bragging. She had not planned on Laddie fucking her asshole; the words had just flowed out. Now, she was committed. She became entranced with Tracy's jerking hand.
Tracy's hot, wide-eyes gaze was locked on Laddie's growing prick. It was just like Christine had told her. Her fingers drifted up and down the hairy sheath and smoothed over his balls for a second. They felt heavy. She knew why, and it made her dizzy.
Laddie's head twisted in Christine's lap, his tongue slapping over Tracy's hand. He whimpered and thumped his tail excitedly, his prick enlarging.
Christine stroked Laddie's head, feeling the rest of his body tremble. "He likes it, Tracy."
Tracy shivered; the touch of his sliding tongue was a reminder of how fantastic it had felt on her pussy. "I like doing this," she whispered, getting hotter by the minute. She smoothed her hand down, pushing at the sheath, exposing more of the aroused dog's prick. "God!"
"Wait until it all sticks out. You'll just cream yourself." Christine kept brushing the dog's golden coat with her hand. As his prick grew larger and larger, she became more fearful about his bloated cock plundering her asshole.
"He's almost there!" Tracy exclaimed.
"Hurry, get him hard!" Christine urged. She wanted to get it over with; the sooner he fucked her ass, the sooner it would be over. "Hurry, Tracy!"
"I am! I am!" Tracy worked both hands on the dog's red, sticky prick. Her eyes bugged out with every tug on his fucker. Inch after hard red inch poked out of the hiding place. "He's getting harder! Bigger!" Tracy panted. "You really gonna let him fuck you in the ass?"
"Uh-huh," Christine confirmed, her gaze stuck on the menacing length of prickmeat. Laddie began to twitch and jerk on his side, his ass humping, his cock whipping through Tracy's urgent fist. He whined, twisted, and looked up into Christine's face.
"He's ready," Christine gasped. "Ohhh, shit, I'm getting nervous." She placed Laddie's head on the bale of hay as she got down on her knees, leaning over another bale. The coarse bed of hay prickled her tits. "You help him, Tracy. Help his get his cock in my ass!"
Tracy let go of Laddie's giant prick. "You really going to do this?"
Before Christine could answer. Laddie had jumped to his feet and was running his tongue up and down through Christine's ass crack.
"Ohhhhh, God… it… feels… so… good!" Christine sighed.
Laddie whimpered; Christine was shaking her ass in his face. His tongue swiped through her deep dark ass crack like a snake, leaving a trail of doggie saliva.
Tracy glared hotly at her friend's wrinkled, pinkish-brown asshole, shiny and wet with Laddie's drool. Tracy was piping-hot, anticipating the giant doggie cock slipping into that tiny fuck hole. "Isn't it going to hurt, Chrissy?"
"Ohhhh, shit, Tracy, get him on my back!" Christine was desperate, shaking from a confusing mixture of lust and panic. Each emotion drew energy from the other.
The tension in the stable was thick enough to cut with a knife. Brownie sensed it; he was pawing the earth, his huge head swaying to and fro, his breathing noisy. Champion kicked up heels and drove his hoofs into the rear wall of the stall, neighing loudly, his head swinging.
Tracy stroked the dog's back, then attempted to lift his heavy frame. It wasn't necessary. "Ohhh, Chrissy, he's too heavy!"
Laddie already knew what was expected of him. Whenever his cock was jerked into a hard stiff beam of cockflesh, he was always satisfied. Either with Christine's hand or pussy. This time, it would be her tight, clenching ass.
Laddie leaped up on Christine's back, his long red cock already jabbing. His front paws clung to her smooth silky back, like he had done many time before. Whimpering, yelping in agitation, he blindly stabbed. His aim was poor.
"Help him!" Christine squealed in panic. "Grab his cock and stick it in my ass!" She held still, waiting for the first brutal stab of his cock. "Hurry!"
Shaking, her mind reeling under the barrage of sexual stimuli, Tracy gripped the dog's stabbing red cock. She gasped; it was sticky and rock-hard. Tracy swallowed uneasily, ready to aim in at her friend's asshole. "You sure, Chrissy?"
"Stick his cock in! Hurry! In my ass!" Christine insisted.
A bolt of lightning shot up Tracy's arm as she felt his prick plunge into Christine's ass.
Christine's head snapped; Laddie had lanced her asshole, his cock jabbing relentlessly. "Ayyieeeee!" Her eyes rolled. "He's in me… Ohhh, Christ!"
The sensations were eerie. She lowered her head onto the hay, and she floundered, her ass skewered with doggie prick. She weathered the brutal, demonic attack.
"How does it feel?" Tracy gasped, seeing a side of Christine's contorting face. She couldn't tell if her friend was in agony or bliss. "Tell me." Her hand was still under the dog, feeling his violent fuck lunges. She shuddered with each one.
"Unnnnnnn…" Christine groaned, her face beet-red, his eyes wide and glassy. She forced herself to speak. "Like a fucking… enema." Her eyes rolled. "Ohhh, Tracy!" She was swooning. "Fabulous… it hurts so good." She was delirious with joy. Her body absorbed the jerky thrusts of the huge beast with agonizing pleasure.
Tracy dropped back in the hay to watch. Her gaze was riveted to the dog and the moaning girl. Tracy's pussy was hot and wet, squishing down in the prickling ends of the stiff hay. She sighed and placed her hand between Laddie's two powerful hind legs, caressing his balls. Her fingers eased up to the base of his lunging cock.
"Mmmmmm," she murmured, touching Christine's ass crack as the dog crammed his cock to the hilt. Hot charges of bliss shot through Tracy's tight cherry cunt. She almost fainted, but Christine's squealing voice brought her out of it.
"He's fucking me to death!" Christine clawed the hay, raising her head. Her body jerked forward with each hard-hitting slam the dog gave her. The strange exotic feeling of his stiff cock deep inside her ass and her swirling in a storm of lust. "God, I love it!"
She heard the jittery animals in the stalls, blocked out all the raucous din, and keyed her senses to Laddie and his ass-splitting cock.