For Janice it was like no other feeling in the world! Instead of being her attackers, the two men were actually her helpers, men out to grant her the ultimate in pleasure. They held her or rocked her up, easing the pressure of her body weight on her shoulder blades while feeding more and more of her hot cuntmeat to the animal's prick.
"Uhhhhhhh…" Janice was moaning mindlessly, not caring about the obscene, awkward positions they had her in.
More of that horse's cock was in her, stretching her, scratching that horrible itch in her cunt. She was filled with prick! For a moment Janice forgot where she was, what she was doing. There was only the sensation of something very hot and hard inside her, a red-hot poker melting through her cunt as if her pussy were butter. Her clit – how it throbbed, jerked and burned as more and more of that hard hot cock fucked between her cunt-lips and speared into her body.
"Uh! Uh! Uh!" Janice granted.
Thunder was fucking into her, his snorts and neighs becoming more frantic. Janice tried bending her legs, stretching them farther apart to accommodate the rutting animal. But Sam and Jack were off in their own worlds, moving her body up and down in perverted fucking movements. More straw and stubble rose in the air from the horse's anxious movements, burning Janice's eyes and nostrils, making her cough.
"Man, think he's gonna make it," Jack whispered.
The words burned into her soul. Janice stiffened, feeling his prick jumping around inside her. She could tell he was going to cum! She could feel that ballooning of his cockmeat against her cunt.
"Yagggghhhhhhh!" Jack screamed.
How the barn exploded! She could feel it, actually feel Thunder's jizz spraying out of his prickhead, eating like acid into her cunt walls! Everything around her glowed with a new life and light as her pussy cinched down tightly on that fat cock, the muscles cramping almost painfully, her nipples becoming another hot spot. Again and again her cunt tightened in uncontrollable spasms of delight, holding that squirming hunk of spurting cockmeat. The trampling of the hoofs near her head, the clouds of dirt and dust, the men holding her down – everything excited her. Fucked! Really fucked by a horse! That idea hurried the frantic woman to an even more powerful orgasm! Crying out, Janice beat her fists against the ground, her mind shattered by the fuck, by the rushing sensation of Thunder's jizz in her cunt.
And then it was over. Sam had pulled her out from under, leaving her curled in one corner while Jack led Thunder back in his stall.
"Man, man, you're somethin' else, baby. You'd probably take on a whole fuckin' zoo if you could," Jack said, checking to ensure the door to Thunder's staff was locked.
"Come on, man, let's have a drink, and let this fuckin' bitch get outta here herself," Sam responded, slapping his buddy squarely between the shoulders.
They left her there, sobbing, her knees nearly touching her chin. Between her legs Janice could still feel the horse's jizz oozing from her cunt slit. She had committed the ultimate. And yet there was no feeling of regret or guilt – surely not the amount she thought she would have had. There was fear her sister might find out. But that could be taken care of.
Back in the guest house, Linda lay cradled in Hank's arms, her passion spent by his cunt sucking and by his powerful cock fucking into her pussy.
"I ain't gonna give you up when your aunt comes back," Hank said kissing her lightly on the chin.
"No, no, I promise I… I won't let it happen – I mean, giving you up," she said, one hand straying between his legs. She felt his prick stirring once more as her fingers lightly toyed with the greased hunk of cockmeat.
"Better not, man. I got the hots for you and I mean they're pretty damned strong! I want you bad, Linda, real bad."
Hank was rolling on top of her now, tucking her under his hot, muscular body. She could already feel his prick warming up against her thighs, the cockhead pressing up against her cunt-lips.
"Ohhhhh, fuck me…"
There was her sister, of course, but Janice would be out of the way soon. She would manage her aunt. Yes, she would have to. Her happiness depended on that. And as she lay there, feeling Hank's fingers tighten around her shoulders, feeling his prickhead slide up into her cunt, she knew she would do anything to protect that happiness! Could life be any more wonderful? Could anyone, even her wild sister Janice, have such happiness? She thought not.
"Fuck me, fuck me…"
"Yeah, baby, gonna fuck you all the time from now on."
Linda hoped in her heart he would.