Maisy shuddered through a prolonged orgasm.
Marion kept sucking merrily away.
And, as Marion's hunger was satisfied, she found that her own pussy was getting hot again.
So naturally, Maisy went down on Marion again.
It seemed to be a not-so-vicious circle, Marion thought, one of the aspects of cuntlapping that she hadn't considered before. When she was eating cunt, her own cunt got horny, and when her cunt was being sucked, she got hungry.
But Maisy knew how to handle that.
Twisting into the position of inverted love, the girls began to sixty-nine together, solving the problem, breaking the not-so-vicious circle by forming their own circle, satisfying their oral hunger and their cunts at the same time. When the thrill built up toward the crest, it seemed that they shared the same sensation, rippling back and forth between their tightly linked bodies, intensified on their hot tongues. They were both coming and, as Marion hungrily swallowed cuntjuice, she felt as if the wonderful nectar was passing straight through her body and spilling out again from her own cunt, into Maisy's mouth. They came for a long time. Then they did it again. Maisy stayed the night.
The girls slept together, linked up as they were, head to groin in the sixty-nining position. Intermittently, they tongued each other's cunt. They slept, woke up, lazily did some cuntlapping, slept again. The pale light of dawn was at the window when Marion was aroused from her final period of slumber, aroused by the most delightful sensation. For a moment she had forgotten who was in bed with her and what that hairy, juicy object pressed to her lips was. Then she realized that her mouth was clamped on Maisy's pussy, and that the thrill she was enjoying meant that lusty Maisy was once again tonguing away on her cunt. Marion began gobbling, too. Maisy squealed, the soft, moist sound muffled right up the echo box of Marion's cunt. Marion sucked hot foam from the cowgirl's smoldering pussy. She began to fingerfuck in and out of the girl's cunthole with three fingers bunched together, slowly sliding them in to the knuckles, drawing them out, dripping with juice, then pushing them back in and wriggling them around inside the velvet-smooth vise of Maisy's pussy. She fingered Maisy's asshole with her other hand. Her tongue and lips concentrated on the tingling nugget of Maisy's clit.
They creamed together again.
Thrashing, tit to belly and mouth to cunt, churning and grinding away, both girls rose to the heights and hovered there, the thrills lashing through their bellies, running up their thighs and becoming a turbulent whirlpool in their cunts.
Marion didn't know which she was enjoying more, coming or sucking the cum out of Maisy.
But she didn't have to make that choice.
She sucked Maisy to the dregs, and Maisy milked Marion's cunt dry. They lay gasping and panting in each other's groin.
Marion was very happy that she had so unexpectedly been initiated into the joys of cuntsucking.
She knew that, in the future, she was liable to be doing a whole lot more of it and, even while her head was still jammed between Maisy's thighs and her lips planted on the girl's pussy, she was wondering which of her friends and acquaintances would like some head. She didn't think it was the sort of offer that many girls would refuse.
But then, Marion realized something else. Cuntsucking made her horny for prick. And she thought about the stallion.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Jake was sadly disappointed when Marion told him that she had decided she wanted to ride alone that morning. She explained that she still hadn't come to terms with her conscience about her adultery. But then, to brighten his day, Marion also told him that she figured she would be able to resolve her emotions during a long, solitary ride… and that he could come to her room when she returned. She refused his offer to saddle the horse. Jake went off to wait for her to get back, and he tried not to jerk off thinking about her so that he would have a nice big load of cum stored up.
Marion saddled the horse.
She used Maisy's extraordinary saddle.
Riding out from the stables, Marion looked proper enough, but as soon as she was out of sight of the ranch house and outbuildings she dismounted and took her jodhpurs and panties off. The horse watched her speculatively. He had fond memories of her mouth, and he thought that her hairy, juicy cunt looked inviting, too.
She mounted again.
This time, she slipped the rubber prick up her cunt.
The saddle was a lot more effective on the horse than it had been on the chair. As the powerful brute trotted off, the dildo ground around in her cunt. Soon, the saddle was slippery with her overflowing juices, and she had come three times.
But she was still horny.
And she knew that if her cunt was every going to be open and wet enough to take a horse's prick, now was the time.
In the same leafy glade where, the day before, she had sucked and fucked with Jake, blew the horse and fucked the ram, Marion reined in, carefully pulled her pussy off the dildo, then slid to the ground.
The horse had not been unaffected by the action on his back, and his huge prick was semi-hard. His dark-fleshed cockhead was just starting to squeeze out from its leathery foreskin. Marion knelt down beside the animal, and she began to play with his bloated balls, smiling when she found that they were inflated with cum. She ran her hands up and down his hardening prick shaft, tracing along the fat, pulsating vein from root to crown. She fingered the underside of his swollen cockhead.
The horse's cock snapped upright, throbbing.
It was bigger than the ram's prick – quite a good deal bigger – and the horny woman wasn't at all sure if she could take it. But she sure as hell was going to try.
She pulled the horse's cockshaft back with both hands, so that his dark prickhead stood out, flaring.
She leaned in and began to tongue his cock.
She lapped all over his delicious slab of horsemeat, then tilted her head and fed the tip into her mouth, her cheeks hollowing in as she sucked lovingly on the huge mouthful.
The horse reckoned he was in for another blowjob, and his haunches began to quiver.
Marion was tempted to suck him off. She had adored having the stallion empty his cock and balls into her mouth, and she would have welcomed another drink of horse jism. She nursed and tongued on his delicious wedge of prickmeat. But her cunt was really burning now. She decided that it was time to see if she could fuck the horse. If she failed, she could always finish him off in her mouth again.
She gave his cockhead a last slurp, then withdrew.
Sitting down in front of the horse, she rubbed the tip of his prick around on her tits, then on her belly. She arched and slowly bent into a long curve, bridging her body under the animal and lifting her crotch up to the level of his prick. The horse was plenty excited now, but he seemed to realize that this mating was not going to be easy, and he forced himself to stand steady, not humping prematurely.
His cockhead wedged into her groin.
Marion began to twist her hips and work her cunt around on the tip of his prick, pushing steadily against it. Her pussy spread.
The tip of his cockhead pried in.
Marion gurgled with delight as she felt her cunt being spread out around his massive slab of hot prickmeat.
She writhed and wriggled and squirmed.
Inch by inch, the head of the horse's prick slid up her fuckslit. Suddenly, the whole thing pushed in, and she gasped. Her cuntlips clamped tight around his cockshaft, and his knob was buried in her. She wailed with the ecstasy of it.
She stared at her belly, half-expecting to see the contours of that huge slab outlined there. It felt like a red-hot ball of iron smoldering inside her.