At the right moment, she grabbed his thick cock-shaft between two fingers and her thumb and jerked his prick violently as she sucked him off. His cock exploded with a fury and pumped huge wads of creamy jism into her sucking young mouth. Sissy moaned hornily and sucked all his cum out of him while she screwed her hot pussy crazily on the other dog's rampaging cock.
Then the cock up her cunt let loose with a fiery load of cum. It was very satisfying to Sissy. As she finished sucking the one doggie-cock, the other made her cum like crazy, shooting its supply of jism into her twisty belly.
Moaning and panting, she crawled around onto her knees and resumed her initial position so the dogs could lick her tits and cunt again. She liked to be licked by their scrapy tongues after a good fucking. She purred like a kitten as both doggie-tongues lapped her pussy clean of cum-juices.
She got dressed afterward and took her time strolling back to her house. She couldn't help but wonder why Hollis didn't want to fuck her more often. She knew she was a beautiful and sexy girl. Why didn't he get a hard-on more often?
She entered the house by the kitchen door and went to her bedroom. She posed before her mirror, eyeing the thrust of her hard, young tits. She cupped them and turned sideways to admire herself. Then she pulled her dress up and faced the mirror and peered at her curly pussy-fur.
"Such a pretty pussy," she told herself, giving her cunt a few gentle rubs. "Why doesn't Hollis want to eat it?"
She set one foot up on a chair and hunched her lower body forward. Her gaze danced over her cute pussy as her fingers explored her cunt slowly. She couldn't figure out why Hollis didn't rape her like Cal and Jed raped her. She was sure any man in the county would fuck her silly if he had the chance. Here she was, totally at Hollis' disposal, but he rarely touched her.
Was it just his religion, she wondered. Or was it something else? Did he fuck the female animals out in the field? Was that it? Maybe he came home tuckered out because he'd been getting his rocks off all day!
She gave up trying to figure it out. She went into the kitchen and ate lunch with one hand while the other petted her pussy. She wanted to keep her cunt wet from now on. It was nice being all wet and horny. It made her feel so feminine.
After lunch, because of all her pussy-playing, she was ripe for some more animal fun. She got Rex into the house by bribing him with a pork chop bone. She let him go at that, then she lured him into her bedroom and closed the door so he couldn't get out.
"Come on, Rex," she cooed. "Up on the bed with Sissy. Let's have some fun."
She stripped her dress off and climbed onto the bed naked. When Rex wouldn't follow, she got off the bed and turned her back to him and leaned over. He snuffled her ass and cunt and started lick mg at her. She let him do that until he was really interested, then she got back onto the bed. Rex followed immediately, lured by her furry little cunt.
Sissy giggled at his eagerness and rolled onto her back. She threw her arms high over her head and spread her legs wide. She fed her cunt to Rex and let him lick her to a tremendous cum. She was still in the wild throes of cumming when the door swung open and Hollis stood there, wide eyed.
"Hollis!" Sissy squealed, horrified. In a flash she saw everything going down the drain – her marriage, her reputation, her honor, her very life. She had to talk fast.
"Hollis, please, try to understand," she panted, trying to get Rex to stop licking her cunt. "I've needed sex so bad. You only fuck me on Saturday nights. Please, Hollis, don't get mad at me. Don't beat me or leave me or tell anybody. I couldn't help it! My pussy gets so hot lately! Oh, Hollis, if you have any Christian charity in you, forgive me I'll never do it again. I swear on the Bible!"
She was scared to death, no doubt about it. But Hollis didn't look mad. He looked stunned. Even interested.
"Never do it again?" he muttered, staring at Rex's tongue lashing her cunt. "But I want you to do it again."
Sissy's mouth fell open. Her tits heaved. "Wh-what do you mean?" she gasped.
"I've never seen you look so beautiful," he said thickly. He seemed drunk, staring wide eyed.
"Hollis," she rasped. "I don't understand." Hollis stepped toward the bed, his eyes glued to what Rex was doing to his pretty wife. "I've always wanted to see a girl fuck an animal."
Sissy was stunned. "You have?" she squeaked.
"Yes, yes," he said hotly, and his prick erected a bulge in his overalls. "Ever since I was a little boy, I've heard about the evils of girls with farm animals. But I never saw it happen. Only in my head. Always in my head. God, all that jerking off all my life, dreaming about pretty girls fucking animals. Now here I have my very own pretty girl and you like sex with animals."
"Hollis," Sissy said, watching him closely. "You look funny. Why are you staring like that? Hollis? Can you hear me? Wh-what's the matter?"
There was something definitely the matter with her husband. He was in a daze, rather glassy eyed, and breathing awfully hard. And his hard-on looked monstrous!
Moving as dumbly as dimwitted Cal, he went up to the bed and took his wife by the wrist. He pulled her to her feet, across the floor.
"Hollis!" Sissy cried. "What are you doing? Where are you taking me?"
A new fear gripped her heart and her naked tits heaved rapidly as Hollis pulled her through the house and out the front door. That really scared her – he didn't care that she was stark naked. He walked like a man determined, and he pulled her across the yard and into the barn.
"Hollis, please," Sissy gasped. "You're hurting my arm. What are you doing?"
He said nothing. He yanked at her, dragging her along behind him. He pulled her into the tackle room and suddenly slammed her ass up against the wall. It knocked the breath out of Sissy, and she started to cry.
Hollis grabbed her wrists and pinned them high over her head. He lashed them to the post with a strip of leather.
"Hollis," she gasped, sniffling. "What are you going to do to me? Please tell me! You're scaring me!"
A strange grin crossed her husband's face and she didn't recognize it. She'd never seen him grin like that before.
"Don't worry," he said in strange voice. "I ain't gonna do anything you won't like."
He turned away from her and dragged a long wooden bench away from the wall and centered it in the room. Sissy burned with curiosity and fear.
"What are you doing?" she asked in a strained voice.
Hollis just gazed at her. Her tits looked good with her arms above her head, so hard and pointed. Her cunt looked juicy from Rex's licking tongue.
Hollis' cock throbbed visibly and Sissy was shocked simply because she'd never seen his prick so bold and stiff.
His silence drove her out of her mind. When he turned and abruptly left her alone, she thought she'd go completely crazy. What was this all about? What was he doing out there? She could hear him over by the corral.
A moment later Hollis reappeared leading a Shetland pony by a rope halter. He tied the animal up to the tackle room, then went to Sissy. Without looking into her eyes, which were trying to search his, he untied her hands and pulled her to the long bench.
"Lay down," he said gruffly.
Sissy looked from him to the rough wooden bench. "Wh-why?"
He pushed her toward the bench and said, "If you want to keep your little secret and if you don't want me to whip the living shit out of you, just do as I say. Now lay down there and shut up!"
Sissy's lower lip quivered and her tits trembled, but she did as she was told, staring up at her strange husband with startled eyes.
Hollis gripped her thighs and pulled her ass along the bench until she was positioned right on the edge. Then he lashed her wrists under the bench.
He stood back and examined his handiwork. Satisfied, he untied the Shetland pony and led it into the stall.
Sissy's eyes went wide. She couldn't believe what her husband wanted to do to her. But it was true! He was guiding the pony so that its forelegs straddled the bench and Sissy's body.