Bob Wallace
Sucking daughter, bucking horse

CHAPTER ONE

Patsy Sloane caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror. Excitement flashed back from her pretty reflection. She was fifteen, blonde, with wide innocent blue eyes and big overripe tits that made all the boys in school drool.

She paced the small room, waiting, anxious. She stopped. Someone was coming! A loud knock on the door caused her heart to skip a beat.

"Come in," she said meekly. Trembling she watched the door open.

Ellen, the leader of the small exclusive Horse Club, came into the room first. Tracy and Mary were behind her. They were barely able to keep their excitement contained.

"Are you ready, Patsy?" Ellen asked, anticipating the afternoon's events. She feasted her eyes on the trembling blonde, remembering her own initiation four years ago into Hillside's Horse Club. A tremor swept through her hot sexy body.

Patsy nodded. "I'm ready," she said tremulously. She looked at the three girls. She was the youngest. A nervous smile failed. She felt funny. It was almost sexual – the secrecy, the unknown. She giggled to herself. Since the beginning of summer everything was sexual to her.

"Put the blindfold on her," Ellen ordered.

Patsy gulped and trembled as Mary put the blindfold over her eyes and Tracy tied it tight. A shudder caromed through her virgin body, a sexual shudder that caused the spongy muscles in her virgin pussy to moisten the tight channel of her unused pussy.

Ellen took her hand and with Tracy and Mary giggling, she led Patsy from the small room, through the club house, and out to the barn.

Patsy stumbled once. She felt strange, disoriented. She took a deep breath, smelling the hay. A knowing smile crossed her face. She was in the barn. Knowing where she was relieved some of her fear. There was nothing to be frightened of in the barn.

She heard voices and knew that the other girls in the club were staring at her. It excited her. "What… what… are you… doing?"

She began to shake. Hands were pawing her body, kneading her ass, her tits. A hand jabbed between her legs, roughly rubbing her pussy through her tight jeans.

Ellen laughed. "Getting to know our new pledge," she said. Ellen's fingers curled into one of Patsy's soft rounded tits. "Mmmm, they're real."

"Stop," Patsy protested. A wave of panic swept over her. Her heart was thumping and she tried unsuccessfully to fend off the hands that were fondling her body. "Stop!" she moaned, almost breaking into tears.

Tracy and Mary each took hold of Patsy's arm, making it impossible for the sexy blonde girl to protect her tits and crotch. Ellen roamed Patsy's quivering body with her hands, kneading, squeezing. The rest of the girls drooled hungrily as they watched.

With a hand on each tit, Ellen stared into Patsy's flushed face and grinned. She knew the fear Patsy felt because of the added element of darkness that the blindfold created. "Do you want to be a member of the Hillside Horse Club?"

"Yes," Patsy gasped. Ellen's hands were getting her hot. Pussy juice saturated her virgin cunt. "Why… why this?"

"Just part of the initiation," Ellen said. "Right, girls?"

Patsy moaned as a chorus of voices filled the barn. Her nipples were getting hard, pressing against her bra. They ached. She moaned as Ellen's hands roamed her body at will, exploring.

"I think we can let go of her arms now," Mary said. "I think she's creaming already." Mary released her grip on Patsy's arm.

Tracy did the same, stepping back to watch. Like every girl in the room, Tracy drooled, remembering her own erotic initiation. "She's really turned on!"

"I told you," Ellen said smugly. "I knew Patsy was perfect for our little Horse Club," she laughed.

"What are you doing now?" Patsy gasped as Ellen's hands pulled at her blouse. She was dizzy, standing in the center of the barn, blindfolded, with everyone staring, everyone but her knowing what would be happening next.

"I'm going to show everyone that your tits are real. Some of the girls think you wear falsies," Ellen laughed.

Patsy gasped. Her knees weakened. She wanted to belong to the Horse Club more than anything. She loved horses. She loved to ride them and care for them. She bit her bottom lip and accepted her fate. If it was a show they wanted, she was going to give it to them. Any price was worth paying to ride the ponies and horses the Horse Club owned. Any price was worth it to belong.

"Mmmm, nice and plump," Ellen said, after slipping off Patsy's blouse.

"Take off her bra," Tracy sighed, and leered at Patsy's ripe tits spilling from the lace.

Patsy felt as if she were on fire. She was glad no one could see her eyes. If they could, they would be able to see how hot she was. Goose bumps dotted her smooth flesh as Ellen's hands caressed her tits.

"Do you like having your tits played with?" Ellen purred.

"Nnnn," Patsy moaned. She nodded, her legs trembling.

Ellen licked her lips. "Then you should take off your bra and show us that there is nothing false about your tits." She stepped back, her own body tingling. Patsy looked delicious and she could think of nothing else but the blonde's virgin pussy.

Patsy brought her hands to her bra. She fumbled with the snap, glad for the first time in her life that she had big tits, bigger, she knew, than Ellen's, who was three years older. The bra came away in her hand. Her plump fleshy globes became exposed. She heard everyone gasp and smiled inwardly. Trying not to be too obvious about it she pulled her shoulders back jutting her tits out proudly, tingling with lust.

"Now your jeans," Ellen said, her voice coated with desire. "We want to see how sexy our new member is."

Hot from displaying her tits and the earlier fondling of her body, Patsy obeyed willingly. She was confident that she had the best body of any girl in Hillside.

With a hot smile on her face, Patsy fumbled with her jeans, almost tripping as they slipped down over her slim hips. She cried out, swaying, her arms waving in the air, her jeans caught around her ankles.

Tracy and Mary both grabbed her, keeping her from falling. For their effort, each copped a feel, enjoying the warm, pliant meat of Patsy's huge, creamy tits.

"Ewwww," Patsy sighed, getting into the swing of things. With Tracy's and Mary's support, she kicked off her jeans and sandals. Except for a pair of bikini panties and the blindfold, the teenaged blonde was naked.

Ellen came forward. The other two girls moved back, their eyes, like everyone else's, glued to Patsy's beautiful body. Ellen was tingling, hungry for the new member. "Are you going to do everything you're told without question?"

Patsy felt the closeness of the older girl. It excited her. She nodded. "Yes." She was a little frightened. Ellen's voice sounded so ominous.

Ellen brought her hot anxious hands to Patsy's luscious body. As president of the Horse Club, she had the honors of breaking Patsy in. She caressed the creamy flesh of Patsy's tits, roamed over her hips and panty-clad ass cheeks. Fingers skimmed between Patsy's long legs. Her inner thighs were warm to the touch, her crotch moist with virgin juice.

Patsy's breathing quickened. She heard Ellen's ragged breaths. Knowing the older girl was hot, Patsy trembled more. Her mind swirled. For a moment, she felt as if she were alone with Ellen. She opened her mouth and a soft sigh floated out.

Ellen felt the same. Patsy's sigh penetrated her stupor and she blinked. "Get down on your back," she said, her voice quaking with lust.

Trembling, not knowing what to expect, Patsy stretched out on the hay-strewn floor. She felt, for a moment, like a sacrifice. It made her quiver.

"Now take off your panties," Ellen said. "Let's see your blonde pussy."

Patsy was glad she wasn't standing. If she had been, she knew she would have fallen. She eased her panties down her slim hips, then kicked them off as voices gasped and sighed.

"Not much hair," Ellen said, looking down at Patsy's pussy, then at the drooling crowd of girls.

Mary and Tracy got down on their knees and each grabbed one of Patsy's slim ankles. They pulled, stretching Patsy's legs apart, exposing her blonde-thatched virgin cunt to everyone in the barn.

Patsy's sparse patch of golden pubic down concealed nothing.

Patsy moaned. "What… what's going on?"

Ellen got between Patsy's legs and stared at the dripping cunt. "You're all wet between your legs," she giggled.

For a moment, Patsy was embarrassed. It was true. She was on fire.

"Are you still a virgin?" Ellen asked as she touched Patsy's wet pussy.

Patsy shuddered. "Y… yes," she gasped. The touch had been electrifying.

"We have to check," Ellen said. "Only virgins can join our Horse Club."

Patsy began to shake. Her nipples ached as blood surged through her veins, swelling her nipples and her hard, tiny clit. She moaned, her hips twitching, her tits flopping.

Ellen licked her lips. Her violet eyes seemed to glow. She took her fingers, prodded Patsy's pussy as a hush fell over the teenaged girls in the barn. Warm cream soaked her exploring fingertips.

Tracy and Mary gasped, each remembering when Ellen had checked their pussy for cherry-skin. Being the closest, they saw the most. They kept Patsy's legs stretched wide and drooled as Ellen's fingers slipped beyond the puffy folds of Patsy's cunt and into the steamy wet entrance.

"Oooo," Patsy gasped as Ellen's fingers wormed through the hot soupy entrance of her virgin pussy. "Ooooo… oooo… unnn… aaah!"

Ellen's finger probed, finding the cherry-skin. "She's cherry," Ellen announced. "Cherry, but hot as a fucking whore!"

Everyone sighed, then laughed. Each girl looked at Patsy, who was writhing naked on the floor of the barn. This was one of the best parts of the initiation.

Ellen was creaming her jeans. Patsy's pussy was drenched, and it took all of her willpower not to bury her face between the blonde's luscious thighs and suck her off. Later, she knew, things would be different. Patsy, like Tracy and Mary had been, would be easy, like plucking cherries from a tree.

Ellen brought her wet sticky fingers from Patsy's cunt. "Lick my fingers clean," she said, smearing the sticky ooze over Patsy's mouth. "Suck 'em."

Patsy, working in a world of darkness, tasted the juice of her own pussy. Being forced to lick her own cream was erotic, turning her on even more. She sucked, swirling in a sightless world of lust. Being displayed, fondled, and exposed to everyone in the club had her crazy-hot.

Ellen knew, saw all the signs. She raised her hand for silence and a hush fell over the group of horny girls. Someone in the back stood, went to a stall and quietly led Cloud, the white Arabian stallion to the center of the barn.

Patsy, her body on fire, heard the sounds of the stallion's hoofs. "What's that?" she asked.

Ellen took the horse's reigns from the girl. "Shut up and don't move," she said. Ellen expertly guided the horse into position.

Patsy, not knowing what was going on, became frightened. The scent of the horse reached her nostrils. "What's going on?" she asked. "Tell me!"

"Shut up," Mary whispered. "You want to join the club, don'tcha?"

Ellen was on the floor. "Mary's right. Any more talk and you're out."

Patsy clamped her lips shut. She trembled, knew a horse was nearby, but nothing else. Her blindfold hid everything and the unknown frightened her, but she didn't speak. Becoming a member of the Horse Club was the most important thing in her life.

As the girls in the club inched closer to get a better view, Ellen stroked the giant white Arabian stallion's flanks. "Easy boy," she said. There was a closeness she had with the beast. She forgot about everyone else in the place. For now, it was just her, Patsy, and Cloud.

Patsy could hear Ellen's voice. Ellen was talking to the horse, but Patsy didn't know why. She was the only one in the barn who didn't know.

Ellen's stroking hand reached under the docile stallion. She fondled his huge nuts and everyone gasped. Ellen didn't hear anything but the pounding of her own heart. "Nice, Cloud," she soothed, her hand running over the length of his giant cock. "Nice, Cloud."

Patsy was trembling. The longer she lay there, the more frightened she became. Only her desire to belong kept her from talking and getting up to leave.

"Mmmm," Ellen sighed. She was massaging the thick-skinned sheath that housed Cloud's giant cock. The round bloated head peeked out, sending tremors through each onlooker.

Ellen looked down at the trembling, naked Patsy. "Don't move. Your initiation will be over soon."

Lips dry, eyes staring into the blindfold, Patsy nodded. If only she knew what was going on.

Ellen's urgent fingers had coaxed Cloud's cock completely out of its sheath. It was a long, thick hose of limp white flesh. Ellen drooled, feeling the power surge into his cock as she caressed the length of his shaft.

Cloud bobbed his head, his thick white mane swishing over his face. His big eyes bulged with excitement and he snorted.

"Easy," Ellen soothed. "Easy." She massaged his stiffening cock. She was creaming. The crotch of her jeans was soaked with her pussy juice. "Nice, Cloud. Good boy!"

The huge organ had suddenly gone rigid in her grasp. The meaty shaft turned rock-hard, menacing, the bloated head aimed at the creamy flesh of Patsy's naked body.

Cloud tossed his head and whinnied. His big rubbery lips rumbled. His black eyes blazed. Swishing his tail, he shook his head while Ellen's fondling hands made the cum in his huge nuts begin to churn.

Patsy shuddered. The vibrations of Cloud's hoofs told her the horse was close, and highly agitated. Her mouth dried up. Fear gripped her. Something was happening to the beautiful animal.

"Keep your legs spread," Ellen said. "Nice and wide." Patsy obeyed. Her pussy, virgin and still moist, the meeting point of the erotic vee her outstretched legs created. Her fingers curled into frightened fists. Pieces of straw became caught in her hands.

Ellen's eyes devoured Cloud's cock. She drooled, her eyes floating mistily to Patsy's naked body. Spasms attacked the spongy depths of her overheated pussy. "God," she moaned.

All eyes in the barn watched with erotic fascination as Ellen's hand worked methodically on Cloud's cock. They waited anxiously for it to happen.

Ellen sighed, a tremor shooting up her arm. She angled her body into a better position. The throbbing in Cloud's shaft told her it wouldn't be long.

Snorting, Cloud tossed his head high. Ellen's hand was driving him crazy. Finely tuned muscles rippled under his gleaming white coat. His tail slapped up, catching Mary across the face as she watched in stunned silence.

Patsy, lost in a world of darkness, sensed that something was about to happen. She could feel the excitement in the barn growing. It made her quiver because she knew it was going to happen to her. Fear, excitement, and impatience for it to happen blended.

Ellen stroked the stallion's giant cock, loving every second of it. The power, the strength, the sexuality of Cloud's thick steel-beamed prick made the teenager cream.

"Cum," she whispered, the word barely passing her lips. "Cum… cum… cum."

Ellen was dizzy. She looked at Patsy's creamy flesh and knew that in moments it would be drenched in a deluge of hot thick sticky cum. It made her head spin.

The muscles in Cloud's cock tensed. His prick thickened and his nuts began to rumble. He neighed loudly, his front hoofs pawing the hay-strewn floor.

The hush in the barn grew louder. Each knew it was going to happen. They had all witnessed it before. Cloud was acting up.

Mary drooled, her eyes darting from Cloud's swinging balls to Patsy's naked body.

Tracy's eyes were on Ellen and Cloud's cock. She swooned, remembering her own initiation into the exclusive Horse Club.

Ellen was trembling. Cloud was ready to explode. Everyone in the room watched, remembered.

Patsy tensed. It was going to happen now. Instinctively, she closed her eyes, although it wasn't needed. The blindfold was sufficient.

With loud snorting and tossing his head, Ellen's hand shifted rapidly along his overgrown shaft. She gulped. His prick was swelling. She wanted to throw herself into the path of his cum, but didn't. There was always another time. This load was for the sexy new member. She smiled wickedly at Patsy and squeezed the horse's cock.

The gripping squeeze was the trigger. Cloud's balls erupted and a hot, squirting load sprayed from his pisser. It splashed all over Patsy's creamy skin. Another load followed.

Patsy gasped, her naked flesh saturated in Cloud's thick cum. "What's… happening?" Her mouth opened. A hot squirt splattered her face, dribbling into her open mouth.

Patsy used her tongue to taste Cloud's cum. It was thick, gooey, and warm. "What is it?" she gasped as more cum sprayed from Cloud's exploding cock. It was covering her body, searing her flesh. Not knowing what it was excited her and her pussy began to ooze again.

Ellen, watching each squirt with greedy eyes, saw what was happening to Patsy. "Don't move," she warned, making sure Patsy didn't bolt. She jerked her fist on Cloud's cock, squeezing, stroking. She caressed his balls, coaxing more cum from his heavy nuts.

Cloud's ears flickered, his tail became a whip. His head jerked up and his snorting noises filled the barn. Eyes bulging with fire, he jabbed his cock through Ellen's tormenting fingers, drenching Patsy in a deluge of thick creamy horse jizz.

Ellen was hungry for the creamy white jism coating Patsy's body. She was filled with a hunger for his cock. She squeezed his prick, aiming his pisser carefully, soaking every beautiful inch of Patsy's flesh with cum.

Patsy wanted to tear off her blindfold, but she didn't. To do that would have ruined everything. They would tell her, once she was in the club, what was happening, she was sure.

Cloud jabbed his cock through Ellen's fist. Another spraying wad came rushing out and splashed Patsy's plump tits. He neighed, his thickly muscled neck flipping his head up.

"Oooo," Patsy cried out. "Oooo." Cum dribbled down into her armpits, soaked her face, her belly, dripped between her legs and over her cunt. A creamy wad spurted into her panting mouth.

Patsy gulped, swallowing it. It tasted like nothing she knew. She gasped, knowing this was all being done to frighten her. Instead, it was getting her hot! She couldn't wait until she found out what the delicious-tasting stuff was that they were spraying her with.

Ellen's arm was getting tired. She was dizzy with lust. Seeing Patsy covered in Cloud's cum made her want to attack the girl. A secret smile played at her mouth. She would have Patsy soon enough. She eased up, Cloud's neighing telling her he was through and wanted to be set free. She jerked hard, making the last few drops wet Patsy's thighs.

Cloud jerked back, dragging his cock from Ellen's grasping fingers. He dropped his head and nuzzled against Ellen's neck.

"Good, boy," she whispered. "Good, boy."

As if on cue, someone got up from the dazed crowd and led Cloud back to his stall, rejoining the group for the finale.

Patsy lay still. The cum on her naked body had warmed her, heated her insides.

"You've been bathed in a special mixture, Patsy," Ellen said. There was laughter. "With your blindfold still on, you have to clean yourself, getting as much as possible into your mouth." Her voice was laden with sexual emotion. "Now stand up."

Patsy did. Her legs, wobbly at first, finally supported her. Using her fingers, she scooped the cum up from her body as it dribbled down her flesh. She sucked her fingers clean and swallowed most of the cum. She felt sticky, but whatever it was, it was scrumptious.

Mary and Tracy came forward and helped Patsy into a robe. "You were great," Mary whispered.

"Yeah," Tracy added. "Great!"

Ellen cleared her throat. "Be here tomorrow at three."

"Yes," Patsy said as Tracy and Mary led her from the barn.

With Patsy gone, the rest of the members of the Horse Club applauded.

"Meeting's adjourned," Ellen said. "See you all next week for the riding meet in Glen Cove."

Back in the clubhouse, Patsy pulled off her blindfold. She was still naked. Her excitement was too great for her to be embarrassed. "What was that stuff?" she bubbled. "God, it tasted great!"

Tracy giggled, looked at Mary. "Can't tell you."

"Why?" Patsy whined.

"Because," Tracy said, "Ellen will tomorrow."

"Will everyone be there?" Patsy asked. "Like today?"

"No," Mary said. "Just the officers of the Horse Club – Ellen, me, and Tracy."

"You mean I get in the club tomorrow?" Patsy was ecstatic.

"You'll find out tomorrow," Ellen said, coming into the room. She drooled over Patsy's creamy white body. "Now you better get dressed and leave. We have to talk."

"Right," Patsy said. "I understand." Quickly, she dressed. "See you all tomorrow." She waved good-bye and rushed out into the open air.

"I'm going to be a member of the Horse Club!" she shouted as she straddled her bike and headed home to tell the good news to her mother.