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Fg, M+F+g, D/s, M/f, M/m, best, ped, cons
A New Beginning
By Annie Teall

Chapter 10

Maggie and Steve


Steve got into the Dodge Ram that Mr. Anders had provided for
general utility farm use and revved the engine.  He was going to
Huckleberry Farms for supplies.  Sure, there were stores that he
could go to that were closer, but the last time Jennifer had him
drive her there to window shop, he had met Maggie and the two had
gotten along well.  The blonde teenager was beautiful. At 13
years old, she was just growing into adolescence.  Her small
breasts were the size of tangerines, but her best features were
her long legs and tight butt. He planned on tapping that ass some
day. Steve was going to ask her if she wanted to go horseback
riding at the Anders place.  He felt a knot in his stomach.  What
if she said no?  He hated rejection and wished that girls would
ask guys out more often.


	Her eyes brightened when she saw him walk through the front
door.  "Hi Steve!" she said as she gave him a hug.  She was
wearing a tight black top that hugged the contours of her budding
breasts. Steve let his gaze wander down to the white shorts that
showcased her tan legs. "What brings you here?" she asked as her
eyes followed his. He replied that he needed some collection bags
for the INRA. "Daddy, come here," she called out.  Mark
Huckleberry emerged from his office. "Fetch me a box of INRA
collection bags for Mr. Butler," ordered the teen. "Yes Dear,"
answered Mark as he went into the supply room and returned a few
minutes later with the box.  Steve looked at Maggie quizzically.
"What was that?  Do you always order your Dad around like that? 
Maggie smiled, "The women in this family rule the roost.  It's
always been this way.  Mom taught me from when I was a little
girl that women are superior to men. Isn't that right, Daddy?"
"Yes Dear," replied her father. Steve felt a stirring in his
pants and smiled, "Maggie, I find your confidence very
attractive."  She smiled and grabbed him by the shoulders. "Oh,
so you wouldn't mind being bossed around, as well?" teased the
girl. "Well, I think that you should kiss me, Now!


She took his face in her hands. His dark skin contrasted the
white skin of her fingers. He bent down and pressed his lips to
hers.  Her mouth opened as she accepted his kiss. "Mmm, nice!"
she said, "I'll tell you what, I like you. What are you doing
this weekend?" she asked.  Steve told her that he was going to
ask her if she wanted to go for a horseback ride over at the
Anders' place. "Be here at 11 a.m. on Saturday.  Oh, and I expect
roses. You can meet my Mom and the three of us can have a light
brunch before we go on our little date."


	Steve was giving Jennifer some riding lessons when he mentioned
that he had a first date with Maggie, the girl from Huckleberry
Farms. Their horses were cantering side by side down a beaten
path. "I want to make it special because I really like her. 
She's different from any other girl I've met. I thought maybe a
picnic, but I really wouldn't know where to start, food wise,"
said the teen.  "I'll be happy to help you out," offered
Jennifer. "I'm much better at cooking, than riding horses."


	After the lesson, the two went to the Ander's kitchen and
hatched a plan. On Saturday morning Jennifer put together a lunch
of croissant sandwiches, warm brie cheese, and strawberries and
cream.  The sandwiches and dessert were kept in a cooler with the
juices and soda pops.  The cheese was stored in a thermal
container.  She also filled a bag with a couple of plates, eating
utensils, and cloth napkins. Steve thanked her and took the bag,
food and drink, along with a comfortable blanket and some
pillows, to a spot that he had found the previous day.  It was a
shady, little glade with spots of sunlight peeking through the
leaves.  A brook ran lazily off to one side.  He spread the
blanket out under a tree, and arranged the pillows.  He left the
cooler, thermal container, and bag of supplies at the base of the
tree and returned to his apartment at the barn.  He showered,
shaved, and dressed for the date. While on the way to Huckleberry
Farms he stopped at the florist and picked up the flowers he had
ordered.


	"How lovely," commented Mrs. Huckleberry. "Those roses smell so
nice."  Steve smiled and presented her with a pink carnation, "I
have this for you, Maam." "Thank you, young man.  You can call me
Micheal."  She turned to her daughter, "This one is a keeper, I
think."  They sat down at the dinner table while Maggie's father
and brother served them food. "Steven, if you are going to see my
daughter, there are some ground rules that you must know," said
the matriarch. "She will be in control of all situations.  You
will defer to her at all times, though not in the slave like
manner of these two," Micheal motioned to the two wimps standing
silently in the corner of the room. "I understand," replied
Steve, "I will attend to your daughter correctly." 


Micheal went on to explain the Huckleberry women's views on men.
"It is my belief that men are born to serve women in one way or
another.  To be used either as a stud or slave.  A stud serves
the purpose of procreating, of course, but also he is to be used
for sex.  Rest assured that if I want to get the hell fucked out
of me, it will be because that is what I want.  My husband Mark
was once a stud, but over the years his attitude changed. 
Especially when our first dog walked into the living room
sporting wood.  I got so aroused by the thought of having sex
with a dog, that eventually I got him to fuck me, and my sex life
changed completely.  I could not get enough doggie dick.  I
bought and trained another dog and gave him to a girlfriend.  She
was so satisfied that she suggested I start a business.  So I
used Marks savings and bought this farm and started training the
animals.  His dick simply couldn't compare to the dog and horse
cocks, so I stopped letting him fuck me."


"Timmy is your age, I believe, 18 right?  He was 5 when Maggie
was born, and I bought the farm 5 years later. Mark had fallen
into slave mode by then and has been Timmy's role model ever
since.  Mark tends to my needs and Timmy tends to Maggie.  We
both love our slaves dearly, but we also know that their lives
need to be orderly.  They know their roles.  We use sex to
control them," explained Micheal.  "Maggie interrupted, "We don't
actually let them fuck us.  They service us orally, on a daily
basis and also assist us when we have sex with the animals.  Mom
has their chores planned out and posted on the fridge.  We
inspect their work and either reward or punish them accordingly.
I let my brother Timothy rim my asshole when he does a good job.
When they err, we punish them.  I'm not very good with the whip
yet, but Mom says I'll grow into it."  


"We also limit their orgasms.  It is a very useful tool to keep
them in line.  I let my brother cum once every 2 weeks, with
milkings once a week. I don't know the limits Mom imposes on
Dad." "Daddy, when was the last time Mom let you have an orgasm?"
"Three weeks ago, Darling," replied Mark as he bussed the table.
"I've seen Dad get an erection while Mom was humiliating him.
Watch this."  "Daddy, I think that you should show some respect
to my new friend. Now!!!!" she said commandingly.  "Steve, I want
you to stand up," ordered the girl. Mark Huckleberry sank to his
knees and began unbuckling Steve's jeans.  Steve pushed the older
man away. "No, let him," Maggie said in a slightly harsh tone. 
Steve let his hands drop to his sides as Mark continued pulling
his pants off.  Steve's semi hard penis bobbed up and down right
in front of the slaves face. Mark took the black cock in his
hands, "May I kiss it, Sir?"  Steve watched as Maggie mouthed the
word yes, telling him what she wanted.  "Yes you may," said
Steve.  


	"I just want to show my respect for you," said Mark before
pressing his lips to the head of the black pole.  "Suck it, you
bitch," yelled Maggie while her Mother laughed.  Her father
sucked and worked his mouth slavishly up and down the now rock
hard cock.  "Steve, look at his cock.  I told you that he loves
being treated this way," said Maggie.  "Aww, Daddy. Your little
dicklet is so hard.  Too bad you don't get to cum today," she
mocked.  The commanding tone of her voice hit a nerve in Steve
and he held Mark's head in his hands and began fucking his face
in earnest.  "That's it, shove your cock down his throat," said
Micheal.  Her hand was now working between her legs as she called
out, "I want you to cum on his face."  Mark opened his mouth and
stuck out his tongue as Steve began to shoot his load.  Big ropes
of cum shot into the slut's mouth.  The hot, thick seed coated
the cuckold's face.  Maggie told her brother to lick up the cum
that had fallen on the floor. "Thank you, Sir.  Thank you,
Mistresses Micheal and Maggie," said Mark as he licked away the
last traces of cum from Steve's cock.  "You may go, slaves," said
Maggie.

	
	It was an uneventful drive to the Anders place.  Steve hopped
out of the pick up and opened the door for Maggie and the two
walked into the barn.  He showed her his quarters and offered her
a drink.  She wanted to say hi to Bolt and Rocky, as she had
helped train both of them.  As Steve opened the door to Bolt's
stall, they were surprised by little Sophie. The tot was lying on
a blanket and was drenched in horse and dog cum.  Her dog Charlie
was standing over her.  His erect cock was shooting jets of sperm
onto her face.  She had clearly just been double teamed by the
dog and the horse. The eight year old lewdly smeared some of the
thick slime from her undeveloped chest to a place on her arm.
"There! I think I'm completely covered. Did I miss any spots?"
she asked.  The brazen hussy looked like a glazed doughnut.  She
spread her legs to show them her used pussy.  "He fucked me so
good, Maggie."  The little darling opened her mouth and blew a
big cum bubble.  When it popped, she slurped it up and swallowed
the tasty juice.  "Got milk?" she asked.


	"Steve, have you ever tasted horse cum?" asked Maggie.  "No, but
I have tasted dog cum when I was kissing her sister," he
answered.  "It would please me very much to see you lick some the
horse cum off of this shameless nymph.  "How do I tell if it's
horse or dog cum?" said Steve as he disrobed and took the little
girl in his arms.  "This is Bolt's cum," said the half-pint as
she gathered some from her chest, put it in her mouth, and then
spit it into his mouth. "Kinda salty and bitter," he said to
Maggie.  "I think it tastes like salty corn," said Sophie. 
Maggie had taken her clothes off and had joined them on the
floor.  She had eaten Sophie's sister's pussy, and now wanted to
sample pussy that was even younger.


The 13 year old dove between Sophie's legs and plastered her
mouth to the open, drooling slit. "Mmm!  You're delicious," she
praised.  "Not my cooter, Maggie.  It's too sore. Bolt just
fucked the hell out of me.  Please suck my asshole."  The older
girl responded by darting her tongue up the preteens anus. 
Sophie groaned loudly.  Maggie pulled her tongue out for a moment
and said, "Steve, I want you to stick your big, black cock in my
pussy and fuck me well."  Steve obliged and mounted the teen
whore.  Maggie had turned 13 a couple of months ago and her pussy
hair had just started coming in.  Steve looked down at the young
cunt and rubbed his black prick along the almost hairless slit. 
Maggie grunted and thrust her hips back towards him.  He
continued teasing the wanton strumpet by rubbing his turgid
cockhead against her clit until she screamed.  Her face was fully
engaged in Sophie's sopping wet pussy.  Steve heard a gurgled
moan and then a muffled, "Just Fuck Me, You Mother Fucker!!!!!"


	Maggie went crazy when he finally thrust his cock in and began
fucking her.  She stopped eating the little girl's cunt and
concentrated on all the delicious cum that covered her body.  The
teen grunted as she licked from Sophie's bellybutton all the way
up her flat chest.  The lass sucked up mouthfuls of the heady
broth and readily drank them down, filling her belly.  Sophie
slowly inched her body down and shared long cum kisses with
Maggie.  The two shared these snowballs until Maggie's orgasm
started to crest.  Sophie slid further down till her mouth was
adjacent to Maggie's clit.  The young pussyhound snaked her long
tongue up the older girl's pussy, so that Steve's cock slid along
it as he thrust in and out.  His nuts repeatedly slapped the
child's forehead.  He pulled his cock all the way out and rested
it on Sophie's outstretched tongue.  Sophie whimpered.  Maggie
begged, "Do it!! Please!"  Steve began to cum.  His splooge shot
over Sophie's tongue. His black cock fucked along her cum coated
tongue and into Maggie's cunt.  The teenager screamed as her
orgasm wracked her body. The stud's prick remained hard until his
Mistress completed.  


Maggie pulled him close, mashing her small tits against his dark
chest. "That was good.  Really good!  That was the best orgasm
I've ever had with a man.  Let's get cleaned up and go for that
ride."  Sophie, the little angel that she was, didn't bother with
washing away the cum or getting dressed. There was nothing to
hide anymore.  She and Charlie walked out of the barn towards her
grandfather's house. Steve turned and watched the two go, when
Charlie attempted to mount Sophie yet again.  The immodest tramp
immediately dropped to her hands and knees on the dirt path. The
dog mounted, and began fucking his bitch. "Life is good," he said
as he ran to catch up with Maggie.


	Maggie and Steve took a shower and dressed.  "I'm hungry," said
Maggie, "got anything to eat?" Steve opened his nearly empty
fridge and said, "Sorry honey.  This is a bachelor pad.  Didn't
you get a belly full of all of that cum? I'll do better next
time. OK?  I'll make sure you get something to eat soon."  "I
hope so, because this girl needs more than just protein snacks,"
she replied.


The two saddled up and galloped away.  Maggie rode Joyce's horse
Banjo and Steve rode his own horse Fran.  It started as a race. 
Faster and faster they went.  The horses heeding their masters. 
Maggie looked over her shoulder and saw that Steve was right
behind her.  She urged Banjo on.  She heard him yell, "Hey
Maggie!"  The teen turned back and followed her new lover into a
forest line.  The trees were sparse at first, and then thickened
until they came to a clearing.  She noticed how the sun cast
speckled shadows on the thick green grass.  His horse came to a
rest beside a brook and he dismounted.  She did the same and they
loosely tethered their mounts. "This is so thoughtful," she said
as she lay down on the blanket and rested her head on one of the
pillows. "It's just beautiful. Ha ha, you fucker!  A picnic!  No
wonder you wouldn't give me anything to eat at your crib."  She
dove into the containers.  "Wow, you know how to cook?" asked the
blonde.  "No, I had help from Miss Jennifer.  I told her that I
wanted to impress you and she offered to help," he replied.  "Not
bad," said Maggie as she dipped her croissant into the melted
brie.


"Steven, you do realize that you are now mine.  Right?  I mean,
you ate horse cum because I asked you too. You let my father suck
your cock, and then you came all over his face, at my urging,"
said Maggie.  "It makes me feel good when you do these things for
me, but I also like it when you hold me in your arms.  I feel
safe and protected when I'm with you.  When you fuck me with that
big, black cock, I cum so hard. So, don't start acting like my
father or brother.   I just want you."  Steve saw the chink in
her armor and realized her vulnerability. "Honey, I think that
you should suck my fucking cock." The young girl was confused by
her feelings.  No man had ever treated her this way, and her cunt
was sopping wet!  The stud guided the young teens head toward his
crotch.  Maggie's mouth watered at the sight of his rock hard
penis.  Some of her saliva drooled out and fell on the mushroom
like glans.  She grunted lustfully as she pursed her lips around
the black phallus.  He pulled her long, blonde hair out of the
way so that he could watch as he slowly fucked the 7th grader's
mouth.  She turned around and patted her pussy, indicating that
she wanted to 69. Steve pulled the girl on top and she sat on his
face.  Her pussy barely had any hair at all, just a sparse wisp
here and there.  The juices ran heavily from her slit and tasted
like lightly salted water.  Maggie had her hands wrapped around
the dark meat of his cock.  She jerked them up and down as she
bobbed her mouth on the head.  Her blonde hair cascaded onto his
thighs and tickled his balls.


Gypsy had been drinking from the brook when the smell of Maggie's
juices wafted by.  He sniffed and turned to follow the scent. 
His cock began to emerge as he closed the distance to the couple.
 Both teens were so engrossed in their oral play that they didn't
notice the horse.  Gypsy's gigantic cock was now fully erect. 
The skin stretched taut over the blood filled member.  Maggie was
the first to observe this massive prick looming just a few feet
away.  She stopped sucking for a moment, "Steve, look at that. 
Come on."  They both got up and spread the blanket along side and
underneath the horse.  Maggie got a cloth napkin from the bag and
wet it in the brook.  She washed the dust and sweat from Gypsy's
cock and balls and then threw the cloth aside.  She started
rubbing the cock on her open mouth.  She offered it to Steve.  He
took the dick from her and mimicked what she had been doing. 
Soon the young blonde and the black man were sucking on the large
horse cock. 


Maggie stood up and pulled the 24 inch prong between her legs. 
She ground her pussy along the thick staff.  She masturbated
herself on the horse stalk.  The head and about 5 inches of the
horse's cock stuck out from between the girl's tight, little ass,
so Steve grabbed it and held it firm for her.  Hot precum began
to spurt out and Steve made sure to catch it with his mouth. 
Steve moaned as he drank the stuff.  Maggie's little titties
brushed against Gypsy's sleek coat as she wantonly humped the
stallion. Maggie crested.  The teenager shrieked as she came. 
Her face flushed with erotic lust.  Her mouth hung open as she
panted and groaned in bestial pleasure.  She rested her face
against the horse's flank and inhaled deeply.  She could feel
Gypsy tense up.  He snorted twice and then whinnied. Steve felt
the cock swell as the semen coursed along its length.  He opened
his mouth just in time. The cum filled his mouth so quickly that
he coughed and much of the initial blast spilled down onto his
chest.  The second sally was almost as strong, but he was able to
drink most of it. Maggie had climbed off of the staff and was now
kneeling with Steve in front of the spurting cockmeat.  He aimed
it at her and she caught a mouthful.  The wench slowly spit it
out so that two thick strands of cum dangled from her chin.  The
slut sighed in satisfaction as she swallowed the next jet of
slime.  After they had milked the last bit of juice from the
horse, Steve let the wilting member go.  The couple licked the
remaining horse sperm from each others bodies and were sharing a
sensual cum kiss, when Maggie said, "Don't think I've forgotten
about you. I believe you wanted a blowjob."  She sank to her
knees and took his cock into her mouth.  The black stable hand
watched as the schoolgirl's head bobbed up and down.  It didn't
take him long to finish.


They washed up as best they could in the brook, gathered the
picnic items, and headed back to Steve's living quarters. "Want
to share a shower before you take me home? I'm still sticky with
horsie cum." asked Maggie. "Yeah, so am I." After the pair
showered for the second time that day, they got dressed, and
shared a cold beer. "Let's go," said Maggie as she took his hand
and led him toward the truck. She snuggled up to him as he drove
her home.  The sun was setting on what had been a beautiful day.





	






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