Chapter 3

The weekend after our sexual tryst at the nudist beach and the first time mom had fucked a dog we head of to Mo’s and Victors acreage to take up their invitation to an orgy of sex including sex with their various animals.

As we drove up the dusty track to the property, we could see a menagerie of animals roaming freely, a pig pen, a small corral with horses, a chicken coop, ra few different breeds of large dogs running about, and even a few alpacas off to the side. The anticipation in the car was palpable, a mix of excitement and trepidation. The air was thick with the musky scent of sex and animal lust, hinting at the depravity that awaited us. Mo’s and Victor had always been adventurous, but this was on a whole new level, even for them.

Mo and Victor, standing naked at the door of their rustic farmhouse, greeted us with wide smiles and hungry eyes. They were both tanned and fit, their bodies glistening with a sheen of sweat, evidence of their recent activities. Without a word, they approached my mother, who was already looking a bit overwhelmed. They began to strip her, their hands moving expertly over her clothing, peeling away the layers to reveal her naked body. She didn’t resist, instead letting out a soft moan as Victor’s calloused hand found her left nipple, tweaking and rolling it between his fingers. Mo dropped to her knees and took the right one in her mouth, suckling it gently while her other hand slipped down to part her mother’s legs and begin to explore.

The sight was surreal and arousing, watching these two adults, who only recently became friends but now acted as if they had been fucking us our whole life, engaging in such an intimate act. My own cock began to stir in my pants, straining against the fabric as I felt a hand on the back of my neck. It was Victor, now fully erect, his cock standing proud as he bent my mother over the hood of a dusty old pickup truck parked outside. He positioned himself behind her and, with a grunt, pushed inside, her legs quivering as she took his full length. Mo looked up at me, her eyes full of lust, and gestured for me to come closer.

I stepped forward, my heart racing as she took my cock in her hand and began to stroke it, her mouth hovering just above the tip. She looked up at me with a knowing smile, her teeth grazing the sensitive skin before taking me fully in her mouth. The sensation was electric, her wet heat enveloping me as Victor’s hips slapped against my mother’s ass. The sound of their fucking filled the air, punctuated by the occasional cluck from a chicken or the distant bray of a donkey. This was a world where the lines between humans and animals blurred, where pleasure was the only law.

Victor’s powerful strokes grew more intense, and my mother’s moans grew louder, turning into a keening wail as he reached around to rub her clit. The sight of him claiming her so roughly, so completely, was more than I could handle. I felt myself nearing the edge, the pressure building in my balls. Meanwhile, Mo had moved her attentions to my ass, her slick fingers probing and pushing, seeking entry. I tensed, but she was insistent, and soon my body relaxed to accept her. Her touch was surprisingly gentle, despite her rough exterior, as she worked her way in, inch by inch.

My mother’s eyes rolled back in her head as she reached climax, her body convulsing around Victor’s cock. He didn’t stop, though, driving deeper and harder until he too reached his peak, roaring out his own release. I could feel the warmth of his cum inside her, and the thought sent me over the edge. I erupted in Mo’s mouth, the force of my orgasm making her choke a bit, but she took it all, swallowing greedily. She pulled away, smacking her lips and looking up at me with satisfaction.

As Victor pulled out of my mother, his cock glistening with her juices, he slapped her ass hard, leaving a red hand print. She straightened up, a bit wobbly, and turned to face us. She was flushed, her hair a mess, and she had never looked more beautiful. She licked her lips and grinned, the same wild look in her eyes that had been there at the beach when she’d first suggested this whole idea. It was clear she was already eager for more, and as we followed Mos and Victor into the house, I knew that this weekend would be one we’d never forget.

Once inside, Victor led my mother to a large, open room that looked out onto the property. The walls were lined with photos of Mo with various animals, all of them in various states of undress, and in some cases, engaged in acts that were definitely not found in any petting zoo. “Mo’s been quite busy,” he said with a smirk. “She’s fucked every four-legged animal we have here. Take a look around, choose your first partner. We’ve got everything from the gentle alpacas to the more ... energetic horses.”

My mother’s eyes widened as she took in the selection, a hint of excitement in her gaze. She’d always had a soft spot for animals, and I could see her mind racing with the possibilities. She turned to me, a devilish glint in her eye. “Which one do you think I should start with?” she asked, already walking towards the door that led to the corral.

I watched as she approached the horses, her hips swaying with a newfound confidence. The animals seemed to sense her excitement, their heads bobbing in curiosity. Victor chuckled beside me. “The horses are her favorites. They’re always eager for a good ride, if you know what I mean.” His words sent a shiver down my spine, and I realized that the line between reality and fantasy had been obliterated. This was a place where desires ran wild, and we were all about to indulge in our most primal instincts.

Mo takes mom by the arm and walks over to the corral of horses. And tells her,”We have these two boys here both are hung the bay one is a Welsh pony and the other is a palomino Quarter horse. “What one would you prefer ‘? Mother had a worried look of indecision. ‘Well I can take Victors 10 inch cock, So what do you suggest”? ‘The Welsh pony is not too big and lasts a little longer.’’ Victor agreed and he took the pony by his bridal and led him into the barn where they had railings set for women to lean against while the ponies put their forelegs up on to the top rail and mounted the women.

Mother leaned back against the rail and Victor kicked her legs further apart to spread her wide open. She looked at the pony and could see his cock sticking out a full 12 inches from his sheath. She was nervous but also excited by the thought of taking something so large. Victor slapped the pony on his rump and he began to walk up to her leaning form. The pony sniffed around her pussy, smelling her sweet scent and getting more and more excited. His cock grew harder and started to twitch as he positioned himself directly in front of her. Mother looked down and could see the tip of the pony’s cock as it grew closer and closer to her wet cunt. She felt a mix of fear and excitement, but she knew she couldn’t back out now.

The Welsh pony mounted her, his hooves making a clacking sound against the wooden floorboards. She felt the tip of his cock touch her, and she gasped as he pushed forward. Inch by inch, he buried himself in her, stretching her pussy wider than it had ever been before. She let out a loud moan as he hit the bottom, filling her completely. The pony began to thrust, his movements slow and deliberate at first, then gradually increasing in speed and power. Mother’s hands gripped the rail tightly as she tried to adjust to the sensation of being fucked by this animal.