She had never cared much about a man's fucking technique, nor about preliminary love-play. What she wanted was to have a huge prick fucked up her hairy cunt. The local boys had cocks of varying dimensions, but none big enough to suit her. Once, out of frustration, she had arranged to get gang-banged by six sturdy farm workers, hoping that maybe quantity would make up for quality. Although she had enjoyed having that meat train run up her tunnel of love, it had not been a proper substitute for the gigantic prick she longed for.
Then Clay had come along.
Clay had been rather shy and had no idea that May was the local punchboard. But as soon as the woman saw the way the front of his trousers bulged out, she lured him into the hayloft. His cock had fulfilled the promise of that bulge. It was far and away the biggest cock that May had ever been fucked by. After he had fucked her, Clay asked her to marry him. He was not a worldly man and fully believed that, with his wit and charm, he had seduced a young maiden and was therefore obligated to make an honest woman out of her. His attitude had amused her. But she had seriously considered his proposal. For one thing, it was unlikely that anyone else would ask her to marry, since they all knew she was a tramp – and most of them had already fucked her, anyhow, and could always do so again without the bother of marrying her.
But the main consideration was Clay's huge cock. May didn't think she would ever be lucky enough to find a bigger cock. So it was that she had agreed to marry the unsuspecting farmer. She gave him a blow-job and he gave her an engagement ring and, in the course of time, they became man and wife.
It hadn't been a bad marriage.
For starters, May had been quite a faithful wife, not on principle but simply because she knew her husband had the biggest prick around and figured it would be a waste of time to cheat on him.
His cock almost satisfied her.
But not quite.
She still daydreamed about the perfect prick, one that would reach the spots that lesser cocks could not satisfy. Big as Clay's fucker was, the woman always felt as if the deepest part of her cunt hole wasn't being used, some mysterious and sensitive area up in the unexplored regions of her loins that had never been full of cock meat.
It left her frustrated, yet resigned.
Then came the day when a neighboring farmer brought his mare over to be serviced by Clay's big roan stallion. May had gone out to watch, quite innocently – and when she saw the size of the stallion's hard cock she almost fainted! She had to take smelling salts and tell Clay that she was ill. For weeks the woman had thought of nothing else. All her waking thoughts and most of her dreams were centered on that mighty horse-prick.
And in the end the horny woman knew she would have to try fucking a horse, wicked as it was. So she did. And to her joy she found out that she had been right all along – that massive horse-prick had fucked into those mysterious depths that had for so long been unsatisfied. May had been getting fucked by the stallion ever since.
And that was where May was now – fucking the horse.
CHAPTER FIVE
When May walked into the dimly lighted barn, the big stallion raised his head and neighed softly. He was a robust brute with a silken mane and a flowing tail. There was one splotch of white on his chest. May thought that white spot, on his chestnut coat, looked very much like a splash of cum on a cock-head.
But that was the way May was inclined to see things.
May was a big woman, not at all fat – but statuesque. Her tits were large and firm and her hips were wide and her ass broad and bouncy. She had thick auburn hair, hazel eyes and a wide, sensual mouth. She was smiling now, in anticipation. For a few moments she stood just by the door, gazing at the stallion.
The horse was tossing its head about and pawing at the floor with one hoof.
Then she walked over and entered the horse's stall. The animal had grown accustomed to these visits and his mighty prick was already beginning to stiffen and lengthen. May loved to see that huge fucker get stiff. His cock was so big that she sometimes wondered how in hell it fit up her cunt, but she never questioned the fact and was thankful for the pliable, elastic quality that allowed her pussy to take that colossal cock.
She unbuttoned her gingham dress down the front and let it drop open. She wore nothing underneath. Her tits were immense, with big stiff nipples, and her pussy mound was a wild tangle of thick red hair. Her cunt was a steaming caldron.
The stallion lowered his head and May stroked his arched neck, gazing under him and watching his hard-on grow. The massive cock knob was starting to slide out from the leathery cock sheath now. The horse's cock-head was dark, almost black, a giant slab of prick meat. His balls looked as big as watermelons as they swelled at the root of his elongating prick stalk.
May gave a little whimper and her tongue flicked across her lower lip. The sight of that cock meat was making her hungry. But May's mouth, although wide, was not as big as her pussy. She had tried to suck the horse's cock but only the tip would fit into her mouth, which was frustrating. She'd had to jerk the beast off, while her parted lips sucked on his piss hole, and had been treated to a massive mouthful of horse-jism for her efforts. But it hadn't been the same as really sucking him off. Still, horny May was content.
The stallion's long, wet tongue pushed out and he began to lap at the woman's tits. She purred and thrust her tits out. The horse's tongue ran up her deep cleavage and swept around the tit globes and caused her to moan as it laved her taut nipples.
She held the horse's head between her hands, pushing her big tits out. Horse-slobber lathered her tits. The stallion's haunches began to tremble as his big cock came closer to a full hard-on, as if in anticipation of the fucking they would soon be doing.
May thrust one long, shapely leg out and began to rub her toes against the underside of the stallion's swollen cock-head. The big prick throbbed against her foot. His piss hole was parted and the fat ventral vein pounded along the length of his cock shaft. May rubbed her foot against the sensitive spot where his cock-head swelled out from the rod and the thick vein spread out into a meaty delta. His cock-head pumped in and out.
The stallion lapped at her belly and then his head bobbed down and he ran his wet tongue up her leg. May leaned back against the front of the stall and pushed her belly out, tilting her creamy pussy up. The horse snorted and pushed his soft muzzle into her groin. May squirmed against him and the horse began to lap her cunt with long, fluid strokes. Cunt juice and saliva dripped from his tongue. His head went up and down as he licked her pussy.
May thrust her hips higher. The horse's tongue slurped up the crack of her ass, then flipped up her crotch, spraying pussy juice up into her cunt hair and onto her belly. Her hips jolted from side to side as that tongue slapped in time and again.
She turned her back to the stallion then and bent over. Placing her open hands on the cheeks of her ass, she spread the firm mounds apart so that the horse could slap his tongue up her ass cleavage. Then she bent lower and he lapped at her pussy again, from behind, his tongue sliding up from her cunt and into her ass crack.
May worked her hips and ass against his long tongue. Cunt juice was pouring down her legs now and the horny horse began to lap the delicious pussy juice up with his hot red tongue. May gasped as that long lapper grazed in her hairy feedbag, slurping up the insides of her thighs and then slapping into her cunt. Her pussy lips were wide open now and the horse's tongue was running right up her fuck hole.
She turned to face the animal again. As he slurped at her pussy, her thighs pumped, shifting her ass up and down just as if she had been riding at a trot. But May had never ridden the horse – it was the horse that rode the woman.