"Here it comes!" he howled.
"Yeah – yeah…" she gasped.
"Take it, baby!" he cried, fucking his massive cock into her eager mouth as his fuck-juice came jetting up his cock.
His first hot, thick spurt shot straight down Belinda's throat, missing her tongue and mouth. She pulled back up his cock-shaft, sucking through every inch. His second creamy geyser skimmed over her tastebuds.
She swallowed it with joy, sucking for more. His cum-juice kept squirting out, hot and thick as melted lead, shooting into her cheeks, hitting the arched roof of her mouth, splashing onto her flashing tongue. She sucked and swallowed in cum-drinker's rapture, her lovely face a radiant mask of passion.
"More – don't stop – keep cumming…" she gurgled, greedily, gulping his cum down with relish.
But the man was starting to falter. His balls were deflating as surely as the tire that had delayed his arrival.
His last cum spattered on her tongue, followed by a mere trickle. Belinda could feel each separate glob of cum roll onto her taste-buds. She kept on sucking, milking him to the bone, dragging a few last dribbles of precious fuck-juice out from his piss-hole.
She continued to suck even as his cock softened and shrunk in her mouth. When at last she drew her creamy lips away, his prick collapsed, flopping down against his thigh, all glistening with her saliva. She leaned in and used her tongue to gather up a few stray drops of cum that had eluded her lips and run down onto his balls.
"Ummmm – that was scrumptious," she purred, licking her spunky lips and smiling contentedly.
She turned to look at Tom and giggled when she saw how stricken he looked. The stranger, too, glanced at Tom.
"Jeez, Mister – don't you mind if your girlfriend sucks other guys off?" he rasped.
"She isn't my girlfriend," Tom muttered.
The man looked puzzled.
"Your wife, then?" he asked.
Tom shook his head and shrugged.
"Well, who the hell is she, then?" asked the stranger.
Tom looked embarrassed.
"She's my sister," he said.
It had been that way since they were kids.
Belinda had always embarrassed her older brother by her scandalous behavior, never trying to hide her promiscuity but, rather, seeming to take delight in flaunting her naughty inclinations.
One day, Tom had come home from school looking distraught. For a while he had just stared at the girl suspiciously – especially at her mouth. Finally, she had asked him what was wrong.
"Jesus, Sis – all the guys at school have been teasing me about you!" he'd blurted out.
"Yeah? What'd they say?" she inquired, looking curious but not at all concerned.
"They say you give blow-jobs," he muttered.
Belinda giggled.
"Well, sure I do," she said.
Tom wailed in dismay, ashamed to be the brother of a blower – yet turned on by the idea, as well. Belinda, glancing at his crotch, noticed that normal reaction.
"I guess I've sucked off just about every guy in town, Tom," she said. She paused. "Except you."
"Holy shit, Sis – that would be incest!" he wailed.
"Yeah – fun, too," said that naughty nymphet – and proceeded to open his fly and suck him off and swallow a huge load of brotherly love…
Tom had another load of brotherly love bloating his bails now, as he watched his sister licking her lips. The stranger was gaping at him, aghast at the revelation.
Belinda got up and took Tom by the hand. "Let's go back to the hotel," she suggested. Hand in hand, like young lovers, the siblings strolled from the barn. The man she had just sucked dry stared after them, images of incest dancing in his head.
"What a slut you are, Sis," Tom said.
"Makes you horny, doesn't it?" she giggled. Tom couldn't deny it. The evidence was thundering in the front of his trousers. And his sister was horny, too. Now that her mouth had been so creamily satisfied, her juicy cunt was smoldering for attention. She always relished a bit of incest – although now, after the donkey show, Belinda was thinking fondly of animal fucking, as well.
As they walked down the street of that dusty border town, the heated fragrance of Belinda's pussy was streaming from between her thighs. Her cunt squished, spilling out her tantalizing aroma.
Somewhere, a dog howled. Another dog yelped from an alley and came trotting out, his nostrils flaring and his prick beginning to swell.
Belinda secretly smiled.
She had done a lot of naughty things, but she had never fucked with an animal.
The prospect thrilled her to the core.
And Belinda had come to the right place…
CHAPTER FIVE
Juanita led the donkey back off the stage and out of the barn, her bare feet slipping and sliding in the spilled cum on the floor. She was very horny now, having swallowed a lovely mouthful of donkey-jism without getting her cunt creamed off.
Although his balls were empty, the burro showed some interest in her cunt, shoving his muzzle in under her ass, sniffing and nibbling. She led the beast around to his stall, debating whether she should get him to lick her off. But she was more in the mood for prick than tongue now, and even if the donkey could manage another hard-on, Juanita knew that her young cunt wasn't ready for his enormous cock yet.
She had other prospects.
Standing straddle-legged in the burro's stall, she allowed the beast to tongue her cunt for a few minutes, squirming against his muzzle and getting even hotter as his meaty tongue slurped in her cunt-slot. But when her clit started to become explosive, she pulled away.
She knelt beside the burro, who arched his head around and sniffed at her ass. His prick was hanging down, almost brushing against the ground. His meaty cock-knob was half-sheathed by his hairy foreskin. Taking his cock-stalk between her hands, she skinned him back. His cock-head was all slick and slippery. The girl pressed her nose against his naked cock-slab and sniffed, inhaling the exciting aroma of cockmeat, cum and cunt-juice. Then she gave his cock-knob a thorough tongue-bath, relishing the mingled flavors of a cock that had been soaked in pussy.
But when the animal's cock began to tense and ripple, Juanita drew away with a last, parting flick of her tongue. Since she didn't feel capable of accommodating his massive cock in her fuck-hole yet, and didn't want to give him another blow-job while her cunt was all hot and horny, she saw no reason to get him erect again, now.
She patted his head and stroked his neck, whispering fondly into his ear, looking forward to the day when she and the donkey could properly become lovers – either officially, or on the sly – because she wasn't sure whether Maria might not be jealous of the beast.
Then Juanita headed for home, where she lived with her mother and father in a one room hovel – and where there was a randy goat waiting for her.
Juanita had been having a torrid love affair with the goat for some time now. She figured that goat-cock was good practice. After all, a girl in her trade had to start somewhere and although the goat was not nearly as massive as the burro, he had a hunk of prick and he was an animal – and a good fuck, to boot.
Not bothering to stop at the house, where she knew she might get waylaid, Juanita went around to the back. The goat was tied to a wooden stake, munching at the grass, but as soon as she came into sight, he raised his bearded head and stared at her meaningfully.
He was a muscular, brawny brute. His eyes gazed at her and his muzzle twitched. His cock was hanging slack under his loins, just the tip of his cock-head poking out from his hairy white cock. His cock-knob was glossy and black and his balls were black, as well, in starling contrast with his pure white body and cock-shaft. His cum, she knew from experience, was the same amber hue as his eyes.