Betty had done a lot of wild fucking and sucking in the last few days, but this man's fantastic cock had awakened her to joys she'd never attained before. It was filthy perversion to be fucked dog-fashion like a bestial animal, yet the base depravity of it added intense pleasure to the whole obscene ad. Humping her ass back against him, her big over-ripe tits were swinging heavily beneath her, the big nipples swollen hard as rocks. He'd awakened something within her that had brought on this wild passion she'd never felt before.
The teen girl wet aroused more than she'd ever been in her life, and she was passionately responding. She felt no shame for not only allowing, but for blatantly encouraging this man to assault her in the cool shadows of the old barn.
"Fuck me, baby! Fuck me!" she moaned, screwing her hot dripping pussy back around his plunging dong. "Just fuck me deep and hard!"
"Don't worry, honey," panted Bart, clutching her hips as he increased the tempo of his deep thrusts. "You're gonna know you ya been fucked when I'm through with you."
Betty's ass and loins were swirling in ever increasing circles, enhancing the feel of the hard stokes being drilled into her hot clasping fuck-hole by his gyrating hips and throbbing cock. It was so good, and each thrust felt better as she lewdly rotated her scalding slit back against him, trying to take more of his pleasure-giving dick deep into her wildly churning hole.
Suddenly feeling an ejaculation building up in his balls, Bart stopped all motion. Clutching her hips, he just let his excited cock throb crazily in the hot softness of her tight motionless fuck-hole.
"Oh, Bart!" she squealed with frustration. "Please don't stop! Please keep fuckin', honey!"
Not wanting to shoot his load before the cute little youngster climaxed, Bart just clung to her without saying anything. His balls were aching to unleash a hot stream of sperm into her sweet young loins, but he knew he had to hold back.
"Please keep fuckin', honey!" she sobbed, grinding her hot little cunt around his still cock.
"For shit sake, start fucking!"
"Just a minute, honey," he whispered, still trying to keep her under control.
"I ain't waitin' no minute!" she screamed. "Finish fuckin' me now or get the hell out of here."
Sternly grasping the girl around the waist, he raised his loins, and with his stiff cock deeply embedded in her cunt from the rear, he brought her to a standing position.
"What the hell are you doing?" she gasped, feeling his prick levering her feet right off the floor.
"Just trust me," he panted rasping her hips to alleviate some of her weight from his hard boner. "You're just gonna love what I'm gonna do to you."
With the youngster skewered onto his steel hard shaft, he walked over to the pile of hay. It might have been almost laughable if both of them hadn't been in such a wild state of sexual excitation. It was ludicrous the way his thick boner was rammed up between Betty's legs, her feet dangling just off the barn floor as Bart slowly moved, making sure that his throbbing shaft didn't slip from her hot clasping sheath.
When they'd reached the soft pile of hay, Bart eased her forward until she was on all fours. Kneeling in the hay, her bright red hair spread a contrasting blank across the springy alfalfa. With his luscious cock still buried deep in her clasping cunt, her smooth young ass was raised up in a pagan offering to the young man's wild lust.
Panting from exertion and passion, Bart dug his lingers into the gooey warmth of her softly yielding asscheeks, spreading them wide apart. Then puffing back until only his bloated knob reamined in her tight little cunt channel, he once more drove forward, driving the thickness of his steel-hard dick deep, into her quivering little belly.
"Ooooooooh, God!" whimpered the cock-filled youngster as the delicious rapture burned through her loins. "Oh, God, oh God… oooooooh, sweet God!"
She was really getting it now, getting this sweet hard cock she'd been yearning for ever since she saw him fucking into her stepmother. Betty could tell how much the man was enjoying her young body. And she knew that from now on she could have his wonderful prick anytime she wanted it. Thinking about all the wild fucking she would enjoy in the days ahead, she began wildly rotating her tight oozing cunt back around the base of his deeply embedded tool.
Drawing his lust-thickened cock almost all the way out again, he once more slammed it home with all his power, and then drawing back out, he slammed back in with demonically force. He was close to climaxing, and he knew she was, too. Her hands digging into the hay, she was sobbing and mewling, her big over-sized tits dancing crazily below her lurching torso. As Bart fucked and twisted into her, his hands kneading the soft flesh of her sweet young asscheeks, she was squeezing her hot, passion-slickened twat flesh tighter around his thick drilling shaft.
Almost out of her mind with the all-consuming passions flooding through her body, she was buffeting crazily back against the heaving loins of the young farmhand. It was as if a string of firecrackers was going off in her loins, the wildly spiraling sensations signaling the approach of a massive orgasm, an orgasm that would consume her whole body and mind with rapture and bliss. This was going to be the kind of climax she'd always dreamed of having, and it was only a few breathless moments away.
The wild anticipation of it caused the youngster to slam her sweet ass back, matching his plunges with her own perfectly timed thrusts.
"Oh, Bart, honey," she sobbed. "I'm gonna come, baby… gonna come… gonna come."
With her teen-like cries ringing in his ears, Bart could no longer hold back. Without even realizing what was happening as he drilled and rooted into her with maniacal force, a hot stream of white-hot jizz gushed out of his cockhead. Clutching tightly to her quivering asscheeks, his hard throbbing prick continued pouring the thick juices to her, filling her little cunt to overflowing with his slippery sperm.
Feeling the wonderful sensation of his hot spurting jizz splattering all over her cunt walls, Betty exploded into a wild screaming orgasm that she'd not soon forget. With his big strong body humping over her like a wild animal, the joy of her climax seemed to increase.
"That's it, Bart, honey," she screamed, falling flat into the soft hay. "Fill me honey! Keep squirtin'! I'm coming! I'M COMING!"
CHAPTER SEVEN
Since her marriage to Hank Stockdale, Kitty rarely went into town any more, but because her husband and Bart were so busy getting the hay in, it was decided that she should go in for the weekly shopping. Parking the pickup on the narrow main street of the little town, Kitty walked into the Western Mercantile store which sold everything from food to dresses to hardware.
"Well, if it ain't little Kitty Barns," grinned the young man from behind the meat counter. "It's been a long time since I seen you around."
"It's Kitty Stockdale now," she reminded him with a smile.
"That's right," he grinned. "How's old man Stockdale doin? I was bettin' that you'd fuck him to death by now."
"Don't talk so naughty," she giggled. "Hank's a fine man and he can screw as well as any of you young studs."
Tom Pride, the young butcher was one of the locals that had spent a great deal of time balling Kitty before she married old man Stockdale.
"D'ya ever miss all the fuckin' we used to do?" he grinned.
"Sometimes," smiled Kitty. "But you guys got your wives to fuck now."
"Funny," he mused. "Me and Danny was just talkin' about you the other day. It don't seem right for you not to be around to suck us off."
"Then you should of married me," she teased. "How is Danny?"
"Just fine," he grinned. "He's right over there in the hardware department."
Tom and Danny Pride were two brothers who operated the Western Mercantile store for their father who'd suffered a stroke and wasn't able to carry on without their help.