A slippery drop of pussy juice dangled from the blonde's clit, then fell onto Rachel's lips. She licked it up. She was staring right up into the open folds of Marylou's steaming pussy, her mouth watering at the prospect. Her hands cupped Marylou's firm ass.
"Feed me," she murmured.
Thighs rippling, Marylou lowered her cunt into Rachel's eager face. Rachel was lapping at the air even before she made contact – and then she was lapping with gusto as that soaking cunt hole plastered itself over her mouth, the hairy pussy lips parted as if it were a mouth, too. Rachel french-kissed her friend's cunt, stabbing her tongue deeply up the cunt gash.
Kingfisher strolled over. His prick had withdrawn into a mere nubbin and the big dog looked a bit sheepish about it. But he still had his tongue – and his instincts. Lowering his head, he began to lick at Rachel's upthrust tits. Marylou's ass was brushing against those tits and the dog ran his tongue up the ass crack. The horny blonde grinned and spread the cheeks of her firm ass apart, so that the doggy could tongue out her asshole while Rachel sucked on her cunt.
Kingfisher whined, enjoying the snack.
But the girls, to their regret, saw that even ass-lapping was not enough to inspire another hard-on in the dumb animal now.
With the dog slurping merrily away on her shit chute and Rachel working like a sump pump on her pussy, Marylou began to rise instantly toward the crest of the sensation. She ground her cunt around in Rachel's face, smearing the girl with pussy juice. Her clit swelled and tingled in Rachel's pulling lips. Rachel's tongue flashed and she opened her lips wide so that she could mouth Marylou's creamy crotch.
Gasping, Marylou creamed, her body shaking violently as the spasms tore through her loins. She arched, riding Rachel's face, shoving her ass back on the dog's busy tongue. Moaning and panting, she spilled her cunt cream into Rachel's mouth.
"Ummmm – nice," Rachel purred. But Marylou sighed.
The dog's tongue slipped in, gathering up pussy-juice from her crotch and from Rachel's lips.
"I still need a prick," Marylou said. "A big, stiff prick!"
She would have been surprised if she had known where she was going to get some prick – and how fucking big it was going to be!
CHAPTER TEN
Marylou was tugging her tight shorts back over her hips, putting her pussy away. Rachel smoothed her dress down. Kingfisher had gone to sleep next to the woodpile, once more to chase rabbits in his dreams, now that the pussy had been dealt with. Rachel watched Marylou's curly blonde cunt bush vanish behind the shorts. Rachel was sorry to see it vanish, too.
Although she was only a novice cunt-sucker, the teenager had loved eating pussy so much that she was looking forward to the next time she got to eat Marylou's pussy – and to all the other girls she could think of who would not object to having her suck their cunts. She felt sure that a lot of her girlfriends at school, although they'd be surprised when she suggested it, would be happy to do a little mutual cunt-lapping. It just seemed to be the sort of thing that all girls, no matter how normal they were, would enjoy. The next time that Rachel was in the locker room or shower, after gym class, she was sure as shit going to be looking at her companions from a different point of view.
And she didn't think that Kingfisher was going to be the last doggy to get stuck up her pussy, either. She felt no guilt or shame or remorse about fucking with the dog. In fact, the more she thought about it, the more advantages occurred to the naughty teenager, as far as doggy-fucking was concerned. A girl could always find a stray dog around. A dog, by his very nature, loved to lap pussy. And best of all, a dog couldn't talk, so a girl could suck his prick or fuck him and not have to worry about gossip ruining her reputation.
She still hadn't decided if, technically, she was still a virgin – and she didn't give a shit. Just as there were going to be a lot of well-sucked girls in the near future, so would there be a lot of dog-cocks.
But these were plans she was making for the future. While she was at the farm, she supposed that her sex life would be centered around Marylou's cunt and Kingfisher's cock. Her recent experiences had exceeded her imagination, and her expectations were unlimited now.
But even naughty Marylou had not imagined what was going to happen later.
Marylou snapped her tight shorts closed and wriggled around, working the clinging material comfortably to the shape of her nubile loins. Her pussy still felt hot. She knew that Rachel would have gladly sucked her off again, but she'd had enough of that for the moment. She was wondering where she could find some cock.
"I'm sorry I was so greedy and took all your doggy's cum," Rachel apologized, sensing her new friend's frustration.
"That's okay," Marylou said, thinking it was well worth a temporary frustration to have made friends with sexy Rachel and to have two whole weeks to enjoy the city girl's tongue and pussy.
Then, thinking about Rachel staying at the neighboring farm, Marylou recalled that there was a handsome sheepdog over there. If the doggy was out in the fields, tending his flock, maybe she would have a chance to get some more doggy-prick, after all.
"I'll walk back with you, honey," she said.
Leaving Kingfisher to his slumber, the bouncy blonde and the lithe brunette strolled back across the fields. But when they got to the other farm, Marylou was disappointed to find no sign of the sheepdog. She wondered if the flock was unguarded – or if there was a big fucking ram in charge. The thought of getting fucked by a woolly ram excited her. But she couldn't see one. The sheep were scattered around the hills like grounded clouds but none had the big, swept-back horns of a randy ram. Marylou sighed. Her fantasy had given her a glimmer of hope and when that hope was dashed it left the hot-crotched teenager more horny than ever. She glanced at Rachel. What she really needed was prick, but tongue was better than nothing.
"Shall I come up to your room?" Marylou asked significantly.
"Oh, gee – I wouldn't want the Turners to hear us making any suspicious sounds or anything," Rachel said. "And we both make an awful lot of noise when we're coming."
"Can we go in the barn?" Marylou suggested.
Rachel thought for a moment, then grinned. She knew that the farmer would be having his dinner now and that there would be little danger of being interrupted in the barn, and she figured that it would be fun to frolic with sexy Marylou in the haystacks.
"Okay," she agreed.
Nobody would see them in the barn.
Nobody but the horse.
The barn was cool and dim and, with late afternoon sunlight filtering through the chinks in the board walls, sort of romantic, Rachel thought. They hadn't even noticed the horse in his stall. But the stallion had looked up from his oats when the two young girls had entered and his nostrils had flared at the familiar scent of hot cunt. He was interested. Being only a horse, he had no idea of fidelity and did not realize that he would be cheating on May Turner. His big balls began to slowly inflate and his enormous prick started to slide out like a telescope.
Marylou tugged her shorts down again and Rachel pulled her dress off over her head and, naked, the two girls smiled expectantly at one another, admiring each other's nubile young bodies.
"Who goes first?" Rachel asked. She didn't care at all. Sucking cunt was as much fun as having her cunt sucked and her tongue was as hot as her clit, her mouth drooling as much as her pussy.
"Let's do it together," Marylou suggested. "You know? Let's sixty-nine. That way we can have it both at the same time."
Rachel beamed. That was a great idea. It would be thrilling to have a juicy cunt to suck while, at the same time, her own smoldering cunt was getting eaten out. And if they could manage to cream at the same moment, what a kick that would be, drinking cunt juice by the mouthful while spilling the fucking stuff out at the other end.