Chapter 13

I took off the strap-on and my clothes. Erin took off her panties and t-shirt, and we went for a dip in the cool water, calming us from our sexual excitement. We cuddled in the water, and I held Erin against my chest, my arms around her tummy, her legs floating on top of the cool water.

We were two lovers basking in the afterglow of love-making, enjoying the pleasure of being together. I continued kissing Erin on the top of her head, and then she turned her face to the side so I could kiss down her cheek. Erin put her hands above her and messed with my hair. It was perfect; we couldn’t have asked for anything better.

All too soon, it was time to return to the homestead. Erin wanted to stick her dildo up my arse, but I politely declined, saying, “No way. Are you trying to kill me?” All she did was laugh her head off.

Panties and top on, I sat in the passenger seat. Erin wanted to help put the dildo inside me, but I was sure she was going to fuck me with it, so I stopped her, saying, “Thank you, I can manage. I’m a big girl.”

Erin started the engine and revved the shit out of it. My pussy was already wet, and I knew Erin would aim for every deep rut and bump she could find and had one of those shit-eating-grins on her face. I knew I was in trouble. She dropped the clutch, and the ute took off with a lurch. “Ooooooh, like wow.” As we bounced along, the dildo went deeper, touching my cervix as we hit rut after rut. Oh wow, the feeling was incredible, I thought. I glanced at Erin. She stomped on the brakes, making me shoot forward, pushing the dildo deeper into me. “Ohhhh, Lambchop, I thought you were my friend?”

Erin gunned the engine again, and we hurtled across the paddock. I spread my legs wide as the bumps played havoc with my sexy bits. Bounce, “Ohhhhh.” Bounce, “Ohhhh.” It was never-ending, and the shock waves coming through my groin were unbelievably good. I gripped the seat and wet myself as another orgasm shook me, and this continued until we arrived back at the homestead.

Erin and I looked at each other lustfully, and our desire for each other was overwhelming. We hopped out of the ute and onto the lawn. Erin quickly put on the strap-on, and I got on all fours as she ripped off my panties and forcefully rammed Mr Phallic up my hot, sopping pussy.

I think Erin was taking revenge for last night and earlier this afternoon. Not only did she hammer my pussy with the strap-on, but she put a finger up my arse and finger fucked it as well. I moaned and yelled, “Give me more, lover. I want more.”

I felt a second finger entering my arse, and as I looked between my legs, I could see Hot Stuff lying on her back, preparing to lick my clit. “Yes, lick my clit, pleeeease.” The tip of her tongue touched my button as Erin hammered my pussy, sending me to pleasure island, yelling and screaming. “Fuck you two, oooooh yes, oooooh yes.” My orgasm hit, and I squirted, covering Hot Stuff with cum and piss, as she reached forward and squeezed and pulled on my nipples. I screamed again as my pussy flooded with more cum. Hot Stuff didn’t let go but pulled harder. I was sweating, and the pleasure and pain from my tits made me delirious. “Oh, girls. Please stop. I can’t take this anymore. Ooohh, please, please, stop,” I begged.