Chapter 8

She was different now. Something had changed inside her. Something had happened inside her to make her change. It was as if something had snapped, something had broken, and her guilt had been released and banished, or possibly transformed, changed from guilt to desire, from guilt to lust. She had sucked cocks, had sucked the cocks of a young man, of a teenage boy, of a dog, of a stallion, and miraculously, she felt no disgust, no guilt, felt only desire, desire to suck more cock, especially the cock of her stepfather, Buck Morgan, who kept glancing her way now as he tended the steaks on the grill.

Cindy and Buck and Gale were together behind the ranch house as the sun was setting over the everglades.

"Don't drink too fast, darling," said Gale Morgan. "Buck will just fill up your glass again to get you good and drunk. And once you're drunk, there's no telling what Buck might do with you."

Gale and Buck studied her for a reaction, then glanced at each other. They were feeling her out, it was obvious. They wanted to know where she stood, how sexually liberated she was. Shawn hadn't yet broken the news to them that Cindy was a cocksucker, a bugger- girl, a lover of dogs and horses. He was in the house, taking a shower. Cindy imagined him beating off his soaped-up prick, and she squeezed her legs together as contractions sent fuck-itch through her pussy.

"Oh?" Cindy said, her tone suggestive. "What might Buck do?"

She rubbed a bare foot up and down her bare leg. She was relaxing in a lounge chair, dressed in her bikini.

Gale Morgan laughed. "Why, anything, darling. He's liable to do almost anything. He's unpredictable."

"Sounds interesting," Cindy said. She sipped her drink, then licked her lips, her eyes roving up and down Buck's muscular body. He looked so mature and ripe, so seasoned. She wondered how many women he'd fucked.

He was dressed in his cowboy hat and swim briefs, nothing else. He smiled at her--leered would be a better word--and his cock looked suddenly twice as large through the thinly stretched nylon of his briefs. Cindy could hardly control herself. She had to swallow to keep from visibly drooling.

She couldn't quite understand herself, couldn't understand how she had changed so much, but did that really matter now? She had changed, and she liked it.

She thought of Bill and Jeff, those two born-again hypocrites. Until only a short time ago, she'd been much like them. Perhaps seeing her own hypocrisy manifested in them had provoked the change in her. Or maybe Shawn's rigid cock blasting up her virgin asshole had done it. Or maybe it was the taste of dog-cock, or that load of slimy horse-jism sliding down her gullet. Maybe it was all these things put together. Whatever it had been, whatever had ripped that thorn of guilt out of her, she was grateful for it. She felt truly free now, truly relaxed for the first time in her life. It was as if she had served her prison sentence and been freed.

She got up and wandered over to where Buck was flipping steaks on the grill.

"Mmm, looks good!" she said. Her eyes moved from the steaks to his rippling abdomen, from his abdomen to his cock. "My mouth is watering."

Buck's cock throbbed visibly in his briefs. His eyes ran all over her tits. Cindy could feel them, as if they were cockroaches. Her nipples hardened, tingling.

Buck licked his lips. "Yes, they do look good. My mouth is watering too."

"Excuse me, darlings," said Gale Morgan. "I hope you don't mind if I run inside and see how Shawn is getting along." She gave Buck a knowing look.

The moment Gale had disappeared into the house, Buck's hands were all over Cindy. Her drink fell to the ground as she pressed against him, delirious with passion. Buck's tongue snaked down her throat. He pulled her titcups off. She reached down his swim briefs, squeezed his cock. He pinched her nipples.

"Baby!" he gasped. "What a mink you are! You ain't the stuck-up little bitch I thought you were."

He crushed her in his arms, rubbing his chest against her tits. He slipped a finger up under her bikini panties and into her cunt.

Cindy almost came. Her fuck juices ran into Buck's hand.

"Oh, Buck!" she breathed. "I wanna suck your cock. I want you to fuck me!"

He shoved her to her knees. As she pulled down his briefs, he sucked the juices off the finger that had been up her cunt. The taste of young pussy nearly knocked his head off.

"You gorgeous little doll!"

He banged his cock back and forth over her pretty young face. She was his stepdaughter, and that made her all the more exciting.

"Suck that cock, baby!"

She gripped Buck's prick like a foot-long hot-dog and forced her mouth over the glassy head. His cock was bigger than Shawn's, a regular stallion cock, and it tasted a lot like the stallion's cock had tasted. She was sure his cum would taste like a stallion's cum. He reminded her of a stallion. She sucked vigorously, her lips rippling up and down his cockshaft.

"Beautiful!" Buck said. "Take it right down that pretty throat. Man, you got one deep throat there, just like your ma."

As Cindy bobbed her head, as she munched and sucked and slurped, she shoved down her bikini panties and rammed two stiff fingers up her pussy. Her spit ran down Buck's throbbing fuckrod. Pussyjuice dripped from her jerking hand. Her entire body throbbed with pleasure and excitement.

"Oooh fuck, look at that little girl suck cock, look at that little girl beat herself off! What a horny little bitch!" Buck was breathless. His balls throbbed and rolled in their enormous sac. Currents of fuck-itch shot through his well-sucked cock. "Use your tongue on that hog, baby! Lick the pleasure spot! Oh yeah, you know just where it is, don't ya! Fuck, get ready to suck my cum!"

Cindy's legs vibrated. If she hadn't been hanging by the mouth from Buck's crowbar cock, she'd have collapsed in a heap. She tingled from the roots of her brunette hair to the tips of her pink toes. Her fingers pistoned in her pussy. She drilled Buck's pisshole with the tip of her tongue. The pleasure surged through her loins.

"Awww fuck!" Buck grunted. "Take it!"

His cock shuddered, and a torrent of boiling jizz burst against Cindy's tonsils, as thick and hot and potent as horse-jizz. The man growled, pumping out spurt after spurt.

Cindy's body felt like an extension of Buck's cock. As the orgasmic pleasure shot through his flexing fuckrod, vibrations shot through Cindy's body. She quivered in her every cell. As she guzzled down the load of rich man-cum, her twirling, jerking fingers brought off her pussy. Her eyes rolled back and her teeth sank into the rock-hard shaft of Buck's vibrating prick.

"Beautiful!" Buck groaned, watching the expression of ecstasy on his stepdaughter's upturned face, watching her lips smack around his flexing cock, feeling her teeth on his prickshaft. "Swallow that jizz! Beautiful!"

She sucked so well he could feel it in his toes. She was one hot bitch, as hot as her mother--maybe hotter.

As Buck was outside, getting his horse-sized cock sucked by his stepdaughter, Gale was inside, taking care of her teenaged stepson, whom she hadn't seen all day. The boy was just stepping out of the shower when she stepped into his bathroom, and his dangling cock stiffened at the sight of her.