Chapter 10

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.

"Ummmm--let's lie down in the hay and suck each other off," Rachel whispered with enthusiasm.

The haystack was close to the stallion's stall.

The two girls stretched out, facing opposite directions, and began to sixty-nine. They did it lying on their flanks, to begin with. Then they took turns getting on top. It was nice, but it wasn't as good as Rachel had supposed. For one thing it was hard to know which end of the act to concentrate on. Her mind jumped back and forth between the thrill in her pussy and the tingling in her tongue. She figured it had been better to take turns sucking each other off than to do it this way. Still, they wallowed around in the hay, tongues lapping and lips sucking on foaming cunts.

Rachel, on top at the moment, suddenly giggled.

"The horse is watching us," she said.

Cunt-sucking was so naughty that it gave a thrill to the girl to be watched, even by a dumb animal. His gaze was fixed upon the cunt-lapping girls.

Then Marylou rolled on top--and she gasped.

"What's wrong?" Rachel asked, her mouth on Marylou's pussy and the words muffled.

"The fucking horse is getting a hard-on!" squealed Marylou.

"Oh!" Rachel cried. Both girls gave each other's cunt a last lick, then broke apart and sat up, staring at the stallion.

"Holy shit!" Marylou rasped.

The stallion was standing sideways to the girls and they could see his cock and balls in profile. The huge, dark cock-head was sliding out from the leathery cock sheath. The long, thick cock was hardening and rising and his balls looked huge.

"Fucking hell, we made the horse horny!" Marylou gasped, thrilled that they were so sexy that they had stimulated a stallion.

She could see jolts and spasms run up his fat prick and the thick vein that seamed the underside was throbbing and pulsating. His cock-head was all the way out now, a mighty wedge of dark cock meat, and his piss hole was open.

"Maybe we ought to jerk him off, huh?" Rachel suggested. "I'll bet he squirts an awful lot of jism out of that big fucker!" She was thinking that it would be a real kick to jack the horse off and to watch all that hot spunk spurt from his prick.

"Jerk him off, hell!" snorted Marylou.

Rachel looked at her in amazement.

"I wanna fuck the bastard!" cried Marylou.

"Oh, yeah! Oh, sweet shit!" Rachel wailed. No longer innocent, Rachel was game for any depravity now. "I'll help the fucker get his cock in you, Marylou. You think it'll fit?"

"I fucking hope so," Marylou rasped, her head spinning with lust as she gazed at the stallion's massive prick.

That giant horse-prick was going to fill her pussy to the fucking brim, stuff her and spread her. She began to crawl toward the horse's stall. Rachel followed, giving the blonde's ass a lick as she crawled up behind, just for hell of it. But now Marylou was not interested in tonguing--not with that big cock available.

They opened the stall door and entered. The stallion's prick was fully erect now, standing out horizontally under his belly. The cock knob almost reached his chest. He turned toward the girls and his cock swung around like the boom of a ship.

"Look at the fucking thing!" Marylou gasped in awe.

But looking was not enough. She reached out and touched the bloated slab of cock meat with her fingertips. It felt as if she had touched a hot stove. Her hand glided down the slope of the triangular prick knob. Then she leaned in and began to lap that dark cock meat with her tongue.

Rachel watched Marylou's pink tongue slide around on the horse's massive cock-head, lathering the horse's dark prick with slobber. Then Rachel leaned in, too. The horny teenagers began to lick the horse's cock-head between them. There was plenty of cock for both girls. They lapped and laved and their lips slurped on the horse's cock.

The stallion pawed at the ground, snorting and tossing his big head up and down. His haunches rippled with muscle--those haunches that would drive his prick into Marylou! His cock jerked up and down as the girls double-tongued the prick tip. They were panting down his cock stalk. Marylou parted her lips wide and clamped her mouth over the stallion's piss hole, sucking avidly. A trickle of pre-cum ran into her mouth and she squealed happily and swallowed the slimy stuff.

"Yummy," she purred.

She pushed her tongue right up inside the horse's piss hole. If his cock wouldn't fit in her cunt, she could always drink his fuck juice, she was thinking. But she sure as shit hoped that her pussy could take that big fucker. As she thought of it, Marylou's cunt hole was starting to open and oil itself.

While Marylou mouthed the head of the stallion's cock, Rachel began to run her parted lips up and down along his cock stalk, tracing the throbbing vein that seamed the thick cock shaft from knob to balls. She played that equine organ like a flute. She hummed on it, then sucked, and her nimble tongue flashed up and down, then flattened and gave his prick a long slurp that started at his swollen balls and, went all the way up until, at the tip of his prick, the way was blocked by Marylou's lips.