Presently the lane became bordered with trees, the long straight line of trunks divided the roadway from the footpath. Across the nearest meadow she saw several men at work tilling the ground, and at a little distance, a group of women had ceased for a moment from their labour of weeding to interchange some interesting ideas.
On the opposite side of the lane was a hedge, and looking through this Bella saw a sight which fairly startled her. Within the meadow were two animals, a horse and a mare. The former had evidently been occupied in chasing the latter about the ground, and had at last pinned his companion in a corner not far from where she stood.
But what startled and surprised Bella most was the wonderful erectioned excitement of a long and grizzly member which hung below the belly of the stallion, and ever and anon sprung up with an impatient jerk against his body.
The mare had evidently remarked it too, for she now stood perfectly quiet with her back towards the horse.
The latter was too pressed by his amorous instincts to dally long beside her, and to the young lady’s wonder she beheld the great creature mount up behind the mare and attempt to push his tool into her.
Bella watched with breathless interest, and saw the long swollen member of the horse at length hit the mark and disappear entirely in the hinder parts of the mare.
To say that her sensual feelings were roused would be but to express the natural result of so salacious an exhibition. She was more than roused; her libidinous instincts were ‘fired’. She clutched her hands and gazed with interest on the lewd encounter; and when after a rapid and furious course, the animal withdrew his dripping penis, Bella glared upon it with an insane longing to seize it for herself, and handle the great pendant thing for her own gratification.
In this excited frame of mind, she found that some sort of action was necessary to relieve her from the powerful influence which oppressed her. Making a strong effort, Bella turned her head, and at the same moment, taking half a dozen steps forward, came straight upon a sight which certainly had no tendency to allay her excitement.
Right in her path stood a rustic youth of some eighteen years; his handsome but somewhat stupid features were turned towards the meadow where the amorous steeds were disporting themselves. A gap in the back which bordered the roadway afforded him an excellent view, in the contemplation of which he was evidently as much interested as Bella had been.
But what chained the attention of the girl was the state of the lad’s clothing, and the appearance of a tremendous member, ruddy and well developed, which, barefaced, and fully exposed, unblushingly raised its fiery crest full in his front.
There was no mistaking the effect the sight the meadow had produced, for the lad had already unbuttoned his nether garments of coarse material, and had his nervous grasp upon a weapon of which a Carmelite might have been proud. With eager eyes he devoured the scene enacted before him in the meadow, while his right hand skinned the standing column and worked it vigorously up and down, utterly unconscious that so congenial a spirit was witnessing his proceedings.
A start and an exclamation which involuntarily broke from Bella caused him at once to look round, and there, in full view before him stood the beautiful girl, while his nudity and his lewd erection were at the same moment completely exposed.
“Oh, my goodness!” exclaimed Bella, as soon as she could find words, “what a dreadful sight! What a wicked boy! Why, what are you doing with that long red thing?”
The boy, abashed, attempted awkwardly to replace in his breeches the object which had provoked the observations, but his evident confusion and the stiffness of the thing itself rendered the operation very difficult, not to say tedious.
Bella came kindly to the rescue.
“What is that? Let me help you—how came it out? How large and stiff it is, what a length it is! My word! what a tremendously big one you’ve got; you naughty boy—!”
Suiting the action to the word, the young lady laid her delicate white hand upon the standing penis of the boy, and squeezing it in her soft warm grasp only, of course, made it the more unlikely to re-enter its retreat.
Meanwhile the lad, gradually recovering his stolid presence of mind, and beholding how fair and apparently innocent was his new acquaintance, ceased to betray any desire to assist her in the laudable endeavours to conceal the stiff and offending member. Indeed, it became impossible, even if he had desired it; for no sooner had her grasp closed upon it, than it acquired even larger proportions, while the distended and purple head shone like a ripe plum.
“What a naughty boy!” observed Bella; “whatever shall I do,” she continued, looking archly in the handsome face of the rustic.
“Ah, how nice that is,” sighed the lad, “who could have thought that you were so near me, when I felt so bad, and it first began to throb and swell so just now.”
“This is very, very wicked,” remarked the young lady, tightening her grasp, and feeling the rankling flames of lust rising higher and higher within her; “this is dreadfully wrong and naughty, you know it is, you bad boy.”
“Did you see what those horses were doing in the meadow?” asked the boy, looking wonderingly at Bella, whose beauty seemed to dawn upon his dull mind, as the sun steals over a showery landscape.
“Yes, I did,” replied the girl, innocently, “what were they doing it for—what did it mean?”
“It means fucking,” responded the youth, with a lewd grin. “He wanted the mare, and mare wanted the stallion, and so they came together and fucked.”
“Lord, how curious!” exclaimed Bella, looking with the most childish simplicity from the great thing in her hands to the boy’s countenance.
“Yes, it was droll, wasn’t it? And, my goodness, what a tool he’d got, Miss, hadn’t he?”
“Immense,” murmured Bella, thinking partly all the time of the thing she was skinning slowly backwards and forwards in her own hand.
“Oh, how you tickle me,” sighed her companion, “what a beauty you are, how deliciously you rub it. Please, go on, Miss, I want to spend.”
“Do you, indeed,” whispered Bella, “shall I make you spend?”
Bella saw the stiffened object reddening with the gentle titillation she was giving it, until the plump top looked almost ready to burst. The prurient idea to watch the effect of continued friction took violent possession of her. She applied herself with redoubled energy to the lewd task
“Oh, please, yes—go on; it is near coming. Oh! Oh! How nice you do it; hold tight—go faster—skin it well down. Now, again. Oh! my goodness. Oh!”
The long hard tool grew hotter and stiffer, as the little hands flew upon it.
“Ah! ugh!—It’s coming!—Ugh! Hoo!” exclaimed the rustic lad, in broken accents, while his knees quivered, his body straightened his head rolled back, and amid contortions and stifled cries his large and powerful penis squirted forth a rapid stream of thick spunk over the dear little hands which, eager to bathe themselves in the warm and slippery flood, now lovingly embraces the big shaft, and coaxed from it the fast out-pouring seminal shower.
Bella, surprised and delighted, pumped out every drop—she would have sucked it, had she dared—and then, drawing out her cambric handkerchief, she wiped the thick and pearly mess from her hands.
Then the youth, abashed and stupid, put up the expiring member, and regarded his companion with a mingled air of curiosity and wonder.
“Where do you live?” at last he found words to enquire.
“Not very far from here,” replied Bella; “but you must not try to follow me, or to find out, you know. If you do,” continued the young lady, “it will be the worse for you, for