"Sucking daughter, bucking horse" - читать интересную книгу автора (Wallace Bob)

CHAPTER EIGHT

A knock at the door brought Patsy out of her dazed, sated stupor. "Yes?" she gasped.

The door opened. Margie came in smiling. She looked down at Patsy and Cissy. "Everything's ready."

"Great," Patsy moaned, easing herself up off the floor. "Cissy's ready too."

"I can see that," Margie said, drooling as she stared at the trembling young blonde. "She looks ready to explode."

"I am." Cissy said, her eyes fuzzy, her eyes covered with Patsy's cum. "I'm burning up."

Patsy winked. "She's dynamite. The four of us will have some great parties."

"Not to mention the ones with you-know-who." Margie added.

"Who's that?" Cissy moaned, staggering to her feet.

"You'll find out." Patsy said. "Let's go."

"Shouldn't I get dressed first?" Cissy hesitated.

"It would be a waste of time." Patsy said, taking her arm. "There's no one around, let's go."

Patsy and Cissy, both naked, ran across to the barn, their tits bouncing and their asses jiggling. Margie gathered up their clothes and followed, joining them in the barn where Trudy was waiting.

Goosebumps broke out all over Cissy's skin. She looked around the barn, tingling. Since she was naked, she knew the initiation would be sexual. Her passion had her crazy and she hoped that whatever it was would put out the fire in her virgin cunt.

"Over there," Patsy said, pointing to the middle of the barn. "Get on your hands and knees."

Cissy stumbled to the center of the barn and dropped to her hands and knees. She rocked back and forth, staring at the three girls as they gathered around her. "What are you going to do?" she asked breathlessly.

Patsy snapped her fingers, her eyes glowing. "You'll see."

Trudy and Margie grabbed some rope that was tied securely at the other ends. Quickly, they brought it over, each silently tying Cissy's ankles and wrists.

"What's this for?" Cissy asked, a trace of fright creeping into her passion-coated voice.

"So you don't change your mind," Patsy said, a sadistic smile on her face.

"I won't change my mind," Cissy sighed. "Honest. I'll do anything. Christ, you saw the way I sucked you. I love sex."

"I know," Patsy said, watching as Trudy and Margie propped a bale of hay under Cissy's body so she couldn't move. "Just wanna make sure, that's all."

Cissy tried moving but it was impossible. She was tied, a prisoner for whatever the tall sexy blonde wanted. She gulped back a lump of fear. There was nothing to worry about, she told herself. They were just testing her.

Patsy dropped to her haunches behind Cissy and rubbed Cissy's pert ass. "Mmmmm, nice." She parted Cissy's ass cheeks. "Looks delicious."

Cissy was in heaven. Patsy was going to suck out her ass! "Ooooo," she sighed, the sound escaping her moist lips. "Ooooo, touch it."

Patsy ignored the wriggling blonde and stroked her fingers down between the swollen lips of Cissy's virgin cunt. Hot buttery juice greeted her fingers. "You're even wetter than you were yesterday."

"I know," Cissy moaned, trying to push back and enjoy Patsy's tantalizing fingers. "I'm so hot I can't think straight." She giggled nervously. Being tied up and helpless still had her a little bit frightened.

"It's a shame you still have your cherry," Patsy pouted, enjoying the game. She pushed against the thin skin that protected Cissy's juicy cunthole. "Getting tongued is so much better when there's nothing blocking the way. Right, girls?"

Trudy and Margie both giggled. They were having a blast.

"Would you like us to break it for you?" Patsy asked, scratching a nail along the puffy lips of Cissy's pussy.

"Yes," Cissy cried. "Break it. I want to be just like you."

"I'm glad you said that," Patsy said. "You can't have your cherry and be an officer of our Horse Club."

"Break it then," Cissy gasped. "Break it with your finger."

"I can't do that," Patsy giggled. She scratched her nail over Cissy's blood-gorged clit, sending the young girl into a fit of whimpering spasms.

"How?" Cissy moaned, her body on fire. "How?"

"The same way I had my cherry busted," Patsy explained. "Trudy and Margie lost their cherries the same way I did."

Cissy was delirious. "How… with what? Do it… I don't care… break my cherry."

"With a cock," Patsy explained. "A nice hard cock." She looked up at her giggling friends. "You're gonna love it."

Cissy was stunned. "A cock? A boy?" She became frightened. "NO. Not a boy. Please."

"It's not a boy." Patsy giggled.

Cissy was visibly relieved. She heaved a sigh, passion quickly filling the void her panic had created. She had heard of fake cocks. A fake cock was perfect. She smiled at Patsy. "Can I see it first?"

Patsy looked at Trudy and winked. "Get it for me, will you?"

"Right away." Trudy turned and ran to the stall where Sheik, a black stallion stood calmly munching hay. "Nice, Sheik," she purred. Opening the gate, Trudy held his bridle and led him over to Patsy. "Here he is." She laughed and dropped to the floor beside Margie. The fun was about to start.

"A horse?" Cissy gasped, her eyes bugging out. "What… what's a horse for?" She struggled against her bonds, a look of terror crossing her face.

"You want your cherry busted the same way we had ours busted, right?"

"Yes," Cissy said, her eyes still wide with fear. "But why is he here?" She was beginning to shake.

"Sheik is our cherry-buster," Patsy explained. "We used to have another horse. His name was Cloud. God, he was the one who split me open. Sheik here ripped Margie and Trudy's cherries."

Struggling against the ropes that held her, Cissy twisted her head and looked at Margie and Trudy. The look on their faces made Cissy tremble. She looked back at Patsy. The same look masked Patsy's face. Tears welled up in her eyes. She fought it. It couldn't be true. They were testing her. She forced herself to be calm.

"I see you don't believe me," Patsy said. "It's true." She brought the docile horse alongside Cissy's bound body. "Look between his legs."

Cissy's eyes popped from their sockets, staring at Sheik's cock. It was half out, hanging like a piece of raw meat from between his legs. She choked on her terror. "No!" she sobbed. "Stop teasing me. Stop it!"

"I'm not teasing you," Patsy said. "You'll see. He's got a great cock!" She paused and took a deep breath. "He'll be creaming you with the same cum that he sprayed on you yesterday. You'll be howling for more. His cock will give you pleasure you never thought possible."

"Oh, God," Cissy cried out. "It's not true. It can't be." She twisted her head and saw on Margie's and Trudy's smiling faces that it was true. She twisted her neck and gazed once again at Sheik's dangling cock.

"Watch, Cissy. Watch me get him hard." Patsy stroked Sheik's belly, keeping the animal calm. She stroked close to his cock, her voice soothing him.

Cissy watched with morbid curiosity. She felt dizzy, light-headed. A part of her prayed they were only kidding, but deep inside, a part of her wished it were true. She groaned as that horrible realization hit home.

"He gets nice and slippery," Patsy moaned. She held his cock, stroking it. Throbbing strength surged through his shaft. It was growing.

Cissy saw it. "Oh, God!" She closed her eyes, refusing to look.

Sheik, Patsy's own horse, tossed his head high, his black mane swishing. His mouth opened, a whinnying noise gushed out.

"Easy, Sheik," Patsy sighed. "You'll get inside her. Calm down." She looked at a terror-stricken Cissy. "Closing your eyes won't help. Don't you want to see his cock when it's hard? All that nice cum you enjoyed so much will be up inside your cunt in a few minutes."

"I'll suck it out of you too, Cissy," Margie said. "Once Sheik is finished. You're gonna have a blast."

Cissy heard, but refused to believe. If she kept her eyes closed, the horse would go away. Patsy would laugh and tell her it was all a joke and they'd untie her.

"Look, Cissy. It's so big. Ohhhh, it will make you cream." Patsy had Sheik's cock fully exposed. It was hard, thick and glistening menacingly. "Take a look before he fucks you."

Cissy opened her eyes and saw Sheik's giant cock. "Nnnn… noooooo!" She fainted.

"She's really anxious," Patsy giggled. She dropped Sheik's cock. "C'mon, boy. Pussy time."

Sheik snorted, his black eyes glowing like coals. Muscles rippled under his sleek, black coat. Pawing the ground, he allowed Patsy to back him up and put him into position. A loud neigh, his lips rumbling, jarred Cissy from her faint.

She lifted her head and twisted her neck. Her eyes popped. Sheik was behind her! "Oh, no!" She twisted, jerking against the ropes, but it was futile. She had been bound too securely. "No, Patsy, please don't." She turned her pleading eyes to Margie and Trudy. "Tell her to stop."

The two girls ignored her. They were watching, staring at Patsy's naked body and Sheik's long, thick cock.

Patsy tugged on his bridle. "Chew it first, Sheik. She's all dried up."

Sheik dropped his head and picked up the scent of Cissy's cunt. He snorted, dribbling spit all over the cheeks of her ass. Chomping noises mixed with Cissy's horrified screams filled the barn.

"Get her good and wet," Patsy moaned. She rubbed her tits against his leg, her eyes pinned on Cissy's virgin body. "Prime her for your cock."

Sheik's rubbery lips did their job. His tongue and drooling mouth had her crotch soaked in seconds. His prick was throbbing. Patsy was rubbing it, torturing him with her fingers.

"She's ready," Trudy said, anxious to watch Sheik rape Cissy. "Make him fuck her."

Patsy released his cock and dragged herself up his body, tingling as his rough coat irritated her flesh. "Okay, Sheik. It's time for fuckin'." She was shaking as she pulled the gobbling horse away from Cissy's pussy.

He shook his head, rumbling sounds coming from his mouth. His rubbery lips were wet. White froth covered his nostrils.

"Easy," Patsy soothed. "Easy."

Cissy was sobbing hysterically. The horse licking her cunt had done nothing to calm her. It had only added to her fear. She began to shake. She was now under the horse.

Patsy expertly guided Sheik into position. "Nice juicy pussymeat." She was beside the horse, petting his flank. She reached under, grabbed his cock, aimed it.

"Noooo," Cissy screeched. "Noooooo!"

Patsy rubbed the blunt end of Sheik's stiff cock up and down Cissy's pussy slot. The pre-cum dripping from his pisshole smeared the puffy lips of her little cunny until they glistened wetly.

Cissy squirmed and wiggled beneath the horse in a vain attempt to avoid Patsy's thoughtful ministrations.

"Now, Sheik. Now!"

Sheik jabbed forward. His slippery shaft sliding easily through Patsy's clasping fingers. The head of his cock found the vulnerable target. His prick head sliced into Cissy's virgin pussy, ripping her cherry away.

"Aayyieeee!" Cissy screamed.

Her head snapped back. The pain was unbearable! Hot agonizing flashes of agony ripped through her body. Her head dropped. She had fainted again.

"Easy, boy," Patsy moaned, excitement surging into her voice. "Go easy."

Sheik was in a frenzy. His head was swaying from side to side, his lips trembling, drool flowing over his mouth. Eyes blazing, he jabbed again, plunging eight hard thick inches of horse-cock into Cissy's pain-racked body.

Another ear-splitting scream came from Cissy's mouth as her body went into spasm. "Take him away. He's hurting me! I can't stand it!" But her pleading eyes got no sympathy from either Margie or Trudy. "Please, Patsy…"

She screamed again as Sheik jabbed the rest of his cock into her cunt. She shook uncontrollably. Her body felt as if it had been split in two with a red-hot poker. The pain was excruciating. Everything started to spin, turned gray.

"He's in," Patsy squealed with delight. "He's buried balls deep! Cissy's cherry is gone."

Trudy and Margie clapped their hands. Each remember her own lost cherry. Hot cream saturated each of their pussy holes.

"Fuck her, Sheik. Make her happy." Patsy dropped back on her haunches to watch.

Sheik, his cock buried to the hilt, jerked his rump. His cock jabbed deep, flecks of cherry-blood decorating his shaft as it eased in and out of her dry cunt. The blood and his own natural fluids kept his slicing into her pussy. She was mostly dry and tight as a vice. It agitated the black stallion's cock. His cock throbbed, jerking harder.

The pain seared Cissy's brain. Tears streamed down her beet-red face. Her features were contorted in agony. Her howling, retching screams only added to the other three girls' pleasure and aroused the stallion further.

As Sheik plunged into her cunthole, Cissy screamed. She twisted her hips, but it only made Sheik's cock go in deeper. She pulled at the ropes. They cut into her wrists. There was nothing she could do but accept her fate.

Sheik's balls were rumbling, heavy with cum. The white fiery liquid churned inside his swollen nuts. His cock swelled, stretching Cissy's pussy hole even more. Dribbling jizz oozed from his pisser – a prelude to his climax.

Limp, her body being pummeled with hard, stabbing thrusts, Cissy bucked and twisted. She moaned as the horse slammed her into the bale of hay. Her head snapped back.

"I think she's getting turned on," Patsy moaned, seeing the telltale signs. "Now the fun really begins."

Sheik knew it too. The juices oozed from the spongy walls of her stretched cunt. The warm, buttery cream greased his shaft and made it easy for him to plunder her pussy with faster and smoother jabs. His nuts, whacking into her body, rumbled. His head flipped and he whinnied.

Cissy was the last to know but the realization hit her hard. She found Trudy's and Margie's smiling faces. A drunken expression of lust filled her own face. "Ooooo, God, I like it! I love it!" She found herself being swept along on a cloud of ecstasy. The pain was gone. Pleasure – exquisite pleasure – ran rampant through her pussy, spreading to all parts of her hot excited body. "I… love it!"

"I told you," Patsy moaned. She massaged Sheik's balls and ran the tips of her fingers down his plowing shaft to the gaping hole of Cissy's cock-stuffed cunt. Juice flowed over her fingers, warm creamy juice that kept the giant horse's cock greased for speed.

Sheik lunged hard, his cock ravaging the scalding depths of Cissy's now overheated pussy. Cunt muscles began to respond. They pulsed against his shaft. He snorted, jabbing his cock harder into the girl-child's body. He was getting close. His prick was ready to erupt.

Cissy thrashed on the bale of hay. Her restraint ropes kept her bucking, jerking body in place. Her clit, exposed, blood-filled and pulsing, scratched into the hay. The pleasure was tremendous. Both her clit and cunt were under attack. She was in heaven.

Cissy's audience was enthralled. They watched, each wishing it were her. Each girl anticipated sucking Sheik's cum from Cissy's gorgeous body.

Cissy caught the rhythm of Sheik's piercing cock. She used her body, absorbing his punishing blows, welcoming each lunging thrust. Each thrust of his wonderful cock was gobbled quickly, milked, greased.

"Ooooo, I love it! More! Oooo, when will he cream? When?" Cissy was out of her mind.

"Soon," Patsy said huskily. "I can feel his nuts getting ready to explode." She scratched his hairy nut-sac and Sheik neighed. "Get ready, Cissy. I think he's gonna blast!"

"Oh, God!" Cissy went berserk. Anticipation carried her quickly into orgasm. It ripped through her pussy like a lightning bolt. "I creamed," she shouted, skittering around at the peak, her body coiling, ready to explode again. "God, I creamed!"

"Not yet you haven't," Patsy said. "You will though, you will."

Sheik was aroused. His nuts felt as if they had been dipped in fire. The cream from Cissy's orgasm seared his shaft. Patsy's scratching nails on his balls were tormenting him. He tossed his head high and whinnied. His nuts were about to explode.

"Now, you'll cum," Patsy wailed. "Cream her, Sheik. Drench her fucking pussy!"

Sheik lunged forward, smashed the bound child into the rough, prickly bale of hay. A churning load of cum blasted from his balls and shot through his thick, throbbing shaft. It gushed from his open pisser like a geyser of hot lava. He neighed, his powerful noises filling the barn. He squirted again, quickly filling the teenager's tight, pulsing hole.

Cissy bucked and twisted. The hot cum gushing into her pussy triggered an explosion deep within her. Her head snapped back, banging into Sheik's powerful frame. Her eyes bulged, her mouth opened, but nothing came out. Her body went into violent convulsions.

"She's cumming," Patsy moaned. "Oh, God, is she cumming!"

The words screeched from Cissy's throat, "I'm cumming! Creaming!" She twisted her head and saw Patsy. "I'm creaming his cock. Ooooo, God, I…" She began to babble.

Hot cum flowed from the cushiony walls of Cissy's pussy as she creamed Sheik's thick cock. Hot spongy muscles gripped it, milked it. Deep contractions sucked the cum from his pisser. It squirted deep, filled her, then overflowed.

With Cissy screaming and Sheik whinnying and snorting, Patsy roamed the crack of Cissy's cunt. A mixture of Sheik's thick goo and Cissy's creamy juice flowed over her fingers. She coated Sheik's swinging balls with the sticky mixture and bathed the cheeks of Cissy's ass.

"God, is she gonna taste good!"

Sheik was a raging stallion. He jerked forward. His brute action strained the ropes that bound Cissy's ankles. His cock skewered deep. A hot wad of cum spewed out. His cock jabbed through the buttery pool of hot jizz in her cunt.

Cissy was near a faint. She was moaning, drool coming out her mouth. Animal sounds gurgled in her throat. Her hands were balled into fists. Her tits were crushed into the hay. Her clit, raw and sensitive, was being mashed over and over again.

She lifted her head, her face screwed up in bliss. She found Patsy's face. A drunken smile played at her drooling mouth. "I'm still cumming. I can't stop! Ohhh, God. He's in so deep!" Her eyes popped as Sheik's cock rammed too deep.

Sheik pawed the earth. His head shook, swaying back and forth on his powerful neck. Muscles tensed and rippled under his heaving chest. Foam formed on his mouth. Snorting gasps came from his dilated nostrils.

Patsy fell back, stunned. It was fantastic! "Fuck her, Sheik. Fuck her!"

Sheik did. He bludgeoned the screaming teenager with his spurting cock. Each stabbing jerk sliced his prick through the gooey ooze of her overflowing pussy.

"I can't stop," Cissy squealed. "I can't stop!"

Her cunt was on fire, her clit a mangled piece of flesh, her tits crushed, rubbed red from the hay. Pain blended with bliss, keeping her soaring at the peak as one orgasm after another bombarded her young body.

She stiffened and almost fainted. But Sheik's cock kept her alert. Finally she collapsed in a heap, quivering, limp, a victim of Sheik's lunging prick.

Sheik tossed his head high. With his mane swishing over his neck, his tail slapped the air. One mighty lunge almost tore Cissy in half. He jerked, twisted and yanked his prick from her body. A spraying wad drenched her back as he kicked the air with his front hoofs.

Patsy was on her feet in a flash. "Easy, boy," she soothed, taking his bridle. "Calm down."

Snorting, Sheik dropped to all fours. He nuzzled his mistress, soaking her tits.

Patsy, leaving Cissy's limp, spent body for Margie and Trudy to enjoy, walked Sheik back to his stall.

She took his brush and rubbed his sweaty body down. "Tomorrow, we'll fuck," she promised, backing him into his stall. She scratched his head and rubbed her tits against his velvety lips. "Mmmmm, you're better than Cloud ever was."

She turned and walked back to Cissy, who was now untied. "You're an officer now," Patsy said. "Our new sergeant at arms. Congratulations."

Cissy giggled and pulled herself up. "Thanks."

"I'll meet you girls outside," Patsy said.

She walked out of the barn and the afternoon sun greeted her. It was great being Horse Club president, just great. "Thanks, Ellen," she whispered. "Wherever you are."

The other three girls came out of the barn and Patsy smiled, knowing who the next president would be when she left the Horse Club. "C'mon guys, let's take a ride on our bikes."

The four girls, Patsy leading, rode off.