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Welcome Into The Family
by LusciousLickingLips
"Here you go, Arianne." With that, her father-in-law dropped a box and
her
personal mail into her lap. "I hope you don't mind but I checked out
the
box to see if everything was okay, nothing broken or anything like
that."
Arianne's heart stilled then began thundering in her chest. She
stammered,
"Uhm no, no, that's... that's alright." She gripped the box tightly
and
kept her eyes on the road speeding by as the truck traveled back to
the
farmhouse. She and her father-in-law have been making the weekly trip
to
town together for the past month, ever since the company assigned her
husband overseas for three months. To save money, Arianne and her
husband
had decided that instead of keeping a city apartment where they were
both
based, she would just stay in the farmhouse where he grew up, together
with his remaining family of four brothers and a father who was a
widower,
since Ben's mother had passed away about five years ago. After
arriving in
the farmhouse, Ben stayed with her for a week to help her settle in
before
going off on his overseas trip.
During her husband's absence, Arianne felt the pangs of sexual hunger
and
had decided to assuage it by secretly ordering a dildo thru the
Internet.
Well, it was definitely not a secret anymore since her father-in-law
had
opened the box. She berated herself for not offering to pick up the
mail
from the post office. But how was she to know that the damn box was
going
to arrive earlier than expected? She was at a loss how to deal with
the
situation. Arianne attempted to explain, "Uhm Kurt, uhm, I hope
that...
uhm..."
"No need to explain sugar. You're a grown woman with a woman's needs,
even
though you do look like a kid most of the time." They both chuckled at
his
little joke, breaking the tension that had settled in the cab of the
truck. Arianne could not deny the truth of his statement though. The
banes
of her life were her baby-doll looks and her diminutive height, which
contributed to the impression that she was just a teenager instead of
the
twenty-five-year-old woman that she really was. The only indication
that
she was already mature was her 36-DD breasts, which seemed too massive
for
her slight 5-foot frame. She often lamented about their size,
especially
when she noticed that men usually focused on her chest instead of her
eyes
when they talk to her. On the other hand, she was secretly amused how
her
orbs oftentimes reduced the male gender to blathering idiots.
"It seems such a waste though." Kurt's statement brought her back from
her
musing.
"What do you mean?"
"Well, there are five able-bodied healthy men at the farm who can take
care of your needs. There are the twins, Billy and Bobby, then there's
Wes
and Chuck. Of course I'm willing to do my share too."
Arianne was flabbergasted. She couldn't believe what Kurt said. "But,
but... you're family."
"The more reason everybody should pitch in and help. We're supposed to
take care of you while Ben's away. Who else can you turn to except
family?"
Arianne didn't know what to say so she just kept quiet. Furtively, she
glanced at Kurt, assessing him as a man for the first time instead of
her
father-in-law. When she first met him she was surprised to find an
active
healthy man instead of a decrepit one. When Kurt had removed his shirt
during a hot summer day, Arianne was amazed to see a broad shouldered
sculpted torso. If she had just seen his upper body she would have
pegged
his age at twenty something instead of his real age of sixty-three.
Working beside his five sons, there was not much difference physically
except that he seemed to have the most sculpted physique. She was
chagrined to find that her husband, Ben, was a bit flabby compared to
the
other men in his family. Ben was the only one who had decided to
pursue a
corporate city life, while all his brothers opted to stay and work the
farm. Their choice had definitely contributed to a magnificent
masculine
build for each one of them. Remembering all those rippling muscles
glinting in the sun and the possibility of having those splendid
specimens
of manhood offering to give her pleasure caused excited shivers to run
through her body as well as a gushing wetness to escape her pussy.
Arianne was startled out of her reverie when Kurt's large hand dropped
on
her knee. She quickly averted her gaze to the front and hoped he
hadn't
noticed her observing him. "Arianne, I sure hope I didn't offend you."
"Uhm no, no, not at all, Kurt. I appreciate the offer and, and I'll
definitely keep it in mind." Arianne felt feverish from the feel of
his
hand engulfing her sensitive knee. She squirmed in her seat as another
spurt of excited juice exited her vagina. At the rate she was going
her
liquids were going to escape her panties and leave a telltale spot on
the
cab's upholstery.
"I'm real glad, Arianne. Taking care of family is real important to
us,
especially with Ben being out of the country and all." Kurt squeezed
her
knee and felt the quiver that went through her. He was pleased to
learn
that his assessment of his young daughter-in-law hit it right on the
nail.
She was a hot one all right. She just needed a little prodding to let
loose. Kurt was looking forward to helping her let go of all her
inhibitions as well as introducing her to more rousing activities
during
her stay in the farm. He couldn't help the grin of anticipation that
curled his lips.
Kurt deliberately slid his hand to cup her inner thigh. Her dress
adjusted
upwards to accommodate his huge hand. The feel of her smooth skin
against
his calloused hand hardened his tool and left him craving for the
velvety
softness that could be found between her legs. "Is this okay honey?"
An
elongated, "Mmmm..." answered his question. He was aroused by the
sight of
her head slightly thrown back and her nipples jutting through the thin
fabric of her dress. Encouraged by her swift reaction, he slid his
hand
all the way to the apex between her thighs and grabbed him some hot
pussy.
He breathed out, "Oh baby, you're so wet. Oh yes, we're gonna take
care of
that itch for you. Kurt here will help you out darling. Just hold on
and
we're gonna find ourselves a private spot."
With that, Kurt turned the truck into a barely used side road and
drove
for a few minutes until it came to a dead end. They were completely
surrounded by bushes and trees, which gave them some privacy from
prying
eyes. Kurt never let go of her hot pussy, squeezing rhythmically,
while he
used his left hand to put on the brake and turn off the engine. Then
he
turned his solid frame to face his hot daughter-in-law.
"Oh yeah baby. Let's open you up honey. Lean against the door sweetie.
Leave one leg on the floor and keep that other leg up. Oh yeah, that's
my
girl." Kurt was treated to the sight of white lace panties that could
barely cover her mound and wiry black pubic hair crowning a cunt that
he
wanted to sink his dick into. His hard-on was hurting real bad but he
didn't want to go too fast or he might lose her altogether. He decided
to
use the same methods he used on young skittish fillies, a soft
soothing
voice and a gentle hand.
"Arianne honey, you're breathing way too hard. I think it's your
dress.
Don't you think it's a bit too tight? I think you should remove some
of
those buttons." Responding to his compelling voice, Arianne languidly
lifted her fingers and started to unfasten from the top, slowly
revealing
the slopes of her 36-DD breasts as she undid the buttons all the way
to
waist level. Kurt wanted to see those mounds he's been fantasizing
about
for weeks. "I think you're still finding it hard to breathe. Why don't
you
put the sleeves down your arms?" He held his own breath as her fingers
slowly parted the cotton dress.
Arianne moaned as the cloth scraped against her stinging nipples. Her
skin
seemed to have developed a burning itch. She wrenched her dress down
her
arms and released a sigh of relief. Her relief was short-lived,
however,
as the cool air assaulted her blazing skin. She whimpered, "Kurt, I
feel
so hot. Help me, I'm burning up!"
"Don't worry sweetie. Kurt's here to take care of you. Where do you
feel
too hot baby?" Arianne grabbed her tits and held them up. Kurt was
practically salivating as he stared at the large brown nipples begging
to
be sucked, but he needed to hear the words that would let him know
what
she really desired. "What do you want darling? C'mon, tell Kurt baby.
Don't be shy, I'm here to help you."
"Can you... can you put your mouth on me please?" Kurt decided to
tease
her and put his lips on the upper slope of her breast. "Nooo-- Lower,
uhm,
lower. Mmmm... Yeah, like that. Oooohh, suck my nipple. Both of them.
Oooohh yes, bite me. I love your mouth. Please don't stop, please
don't
stop!" Kurt had no intention of stopping his hungry exploration of her
tempting flesh. He laved her breasts with his saliva, and dragged his
tongue over their contours, learning their shape and texture. His
hands
also squeezed from the sides to bring her titties into greater
prominence
to allow his vacuuming mouth to engulf as much of her breast as he
could.
He aggressively pressed his bulge between her widespread thighs, and
rubbed himself against her slit, making her moan in delight. She
grabbed
his ass to increase the pressure on her steaming pussy, and began to
grind
her crotch frantically against his. "Oh Kurt, make me cum. I need it
so
bad! Yeah, keep on rubbing against me. That's it! I'm gonna cum
Kurt...
your mouth is so hooott... oh yeah... I feel like I'm gonna explode...
Ooohh, what's happening to me?!?" And then Arianne convulsed in a
series
of spasms that had her thrashing within the confines of the cab.
Suddenly, Kurt pushed aside her sodden panties and plunged his thick
middle finger into her shuddering pussy. Arianne quivered even more
from
the added stimulation. "Aahh Kurt, that feels unbelievable!" Her inner
muscles grasped his digit eagerly and another spurt of cunt juice
paved
the way for the entry of two more fingers. Kurt began to fuck her
pussy
fiercely with his three-digit probe while slaving over her full-size
tits
that were bobbing and shaking from all her excited movements. He
opened
his mouth wide and vainly tried to suck her whole breast in. However,
he
had to settle for love bites all over her swollen flesh as he nuzzled
his
face against the gorgeous orbs, astounded by their size on such a
small
woman. He sure wasn't complaining though.
And the tightness of her twat was gratifying, but at the same time
raised
questions about the level of her sexual activities with her husband.
Coupled with her reactions to his touch, Kurt was beginning to believe
that they never did it much. He briefly lamented the fact that he
hadn't
been able to persuade his son, Ben, Arianne's husband, to stay at the
farm
instead of taking that sissy job in the city. His city life sure had
lowered his sex drive and produced an unsatisfied woman. On the other
hand, it sure made his wife ripe for the picking.
Kurt raised his head from feasting on her mounds, and watched his
fucking
fingers in satisfaction. Her sweet oils coated his mini-rod as she
moaned
in blissful pleasure. A smile split his face, he sure liked seeing his
young daughter-in-law writhing because of the things he's doing to her
responsive body. "Does this feel good honey?" Arianne was too busy
reveling in the sensations running through her sweaty flesh to answer
him
so he began to fuck her even more furiously, making sure to press on
her
clit with every down stroke, causing her to give a little squeal each
time, curiously sounding like a baby piglet.
He chuckled and crooned in her ear, "That's it, baby, you're such a
hottie. Do you like my fingers up your pussy? Cum for me darling. Yes
sweetie, squeeze my fingers real tight. You love it don't you? You
love my
fingers in you, filling you up, stroking you as you cum!" True enough,
Arianne's hips pumped vigorously into his hand as she wailed into her
orgasm, "Aaaahhh!!!" Kurt rained soothing kisses all over her face as
she
whimpered incessantly while her hips slowed down and her orgasm faded.
The next day, as early morning sunlight filtered through the window
curtains, Arianne continued to toss and turn on her bed. Visions of
Kurt
sucking her breasts and his fingers fucking her had kept her awake the
whole night till early morning. All she could think of was her
yearning
for a hard thick penis to pound her pussy until she had multiple
orgasms.
Then she realized belatedly that she did have a penis on hand, albeit
a
fake one, but one that would serve her needs nevertheless.
Frenetically,
she searched for the box that started this whole thing. When she found
it,
she felt like crying in relief as she tore the package open to uncover
the
6-inch dildo she had ordered thru the Internet, the same size as her
husband's penis.
Without further ado, she opened her knees wide and planted her heels
on
the mattress for leverage, then rammed the dildo into her burning
hole.
She stuffed the bed sheet into her mouth to prevent her screams from
being
heard throughout the whole house. While one hand shoved the dildo into
her
hungry box, her other hand frantically rubbed her little nub of
pleasure.
Her back arched off the bed, and her eyes closed in ecstasy as tingles
of
sensation traveled from her vagina to the tips of her toes and all the
way
to the roots of her hair. Her breathing became pants of gratification
as
her pussy muscles gobbled the dildo into its depths.
Now that her immediate need is being fulfilled, she became conscious
of an
aching demand in her deepest recesses. Her head swiveled side to side
in
frustration as her hips attempted to take in more of the dildo.
Unfortunately, it was already inserted to the hilt. She silently
griped
over her misguided loyalty to her husband's penis size. She should
have
ordered the bigger size! Now in the middle of frigging herself, she's
actually becoming disgruntled because instead of satisfying herself
she's
becoming frustrated. Her imagination came to the rescue as she
fantasized
that it was her father-in-law's penis that was plunging inside her
instead
of the dildo, and instead of 6-inches, it was an incredible 10-inch
penis.
She removed the bed sheet from her mouth and threw it down on the
floor as
she muttered, "Oh Kurt, where are you? I need you! My pussy's hot, so
hooott... I'm burning up again!"
"I'm here, baby. What do you need? Tell me, honey, and I'll do it."
At the sound of his voice her eyes flew open in surprise. She saw her
father-in-law, Kurt, standing by the foot of the bed, watching her
vagina
with a hungry gaze. She was struck into immobility as she became
conscious
of the mortifying circumstances she found herself in. She just got
caught
buck-naked, masturbating with a dildo stuffed in her pussy. She had
been
so concentrated on getting an orgasm that she didn't even hear the
door
open. She was literally at a loss for words.
Apparently, Kurt was not. "C'mon, sweetie. That's so sexy. Continue
pushing that dildo up your pussy. C'mon. Do it for me, baby." Arianne
searched his face and belatedly realized that Kurt liked what he was
seeing, and not repulsed at all as she expected. A feeling of warmth
flooded her as a result of the knowledge that he wanted her. She let a
teasing smile curve her lips as she slowly opened her knees even
wider,
leaned back against the pillows and deliberately began an unhurried
rhythm
with the dildo, looking at his lust-filled eyes the whole time,
fascinated
by the heated glitter she found there. "Yeah, just like that. Oh yeah,
baby, you sure are hot. Faster, deeper!" The last request brought an
aggravated moan to her lips, prompting Kurt to come closer and sit
near
the headboard. His whisper in her ear only provoked her nerve endings
to a
pitch. "What's the matter with my baby? You can tell me, honey, you
know
I'm here for you. Do you want me to do this?"
Abruptly, Kurt lowered his head and bit her nipple before sucking
forcefully. In response, Arianne released one of her baby piglet
squeals.
Kurt freed her nipple and smiled tantalizingly, "Or this?" With that,
Kurt
suddenly inserted his rough hand between her legs and pinched her
clitoris, making her yelp. He chortled, "Oh sweetie, you sure are sexy
and
funny." But his amusement quickly faded when his remaining fingers
came
into contact with the dildo. "Or this?" Then he gripped the fake rod
and
began a rapid pace that soon had Arianne thrashing wildly, her body
searching for that coveted climax. But her earlier yearning for a
deeper
penetration came back forcefully, making her moan in need.
"C'mon, Arianne, tell me. What do you want? Do you want this?" Kurt
stood
beside the bed and released the tie to his pajama pants. He wore
nothing
underneath. So his giant penis swung unrestrained into view. The sight
took her breath away. It was even better than she imagined. It was a
glorious 12-inch sword wreathed in veins that could stab into her
deepest
recesses. In a voice that could barely be heard, she whispered in a
rasp,
"Fuck me. Fuck me hard now. Fuck me until I cum."
"You bet I will, baby. Come here." Kurt moved to the end of the bed,
grasped her under the knees and drew her along the length of the bed
until
her hips were at the very edge. He discarded the dildo with, "You
won't be
needing that sweetie." Then he took hold of her legs until both limbs
were
pressed tightly together, forming a provocative frame for her pussy,
while
her feet pointed straight towards the ceiling. Kurt took a moment to
admire her pussy lips unfolding to reveal the softer pink flesh
inside, a
sheen of moisture embracing the pulsing tissue. He licked his lips,
wanting to eat that tasty pussy, but his fuck meat had been throbbing
painfully ever since he had opened her bedroom door and realized that
his
young daughter-in-law was masturbating. As he watched that dildo
entering
her body, he couldn't help but wish to have his own steel pipe replace
it
and possibly give her the fuck of her life.
"Don't make me wait! Please fuck me now! Fuck me!" Arianne's
impassioned
pleas stopped his pussy gawking and made him focus on the matter at
hand.
Thinking to have a bit of fun first, he ran his knob along her pussy
lips,
trying not to moan too loudly as her pussy lips enfolded the tip. He
groaned out, "Is this what you want, baby?" Feminine moans filled with
longing and squirming hips filled with agitation answered him, so he
decided to stop teasing and fill her with his cock instead, driving
his
rod into her pussy in one savage thrust. He gritted his teeth to keep
from
shouting at the tightness gripping his tool. He hadn't felt this level
of
constriction for quite some time now. No sir. He growled his
gratification
as her inner muscles massaged his stick. "Oh yeah, baby! You've got a
hot
pussy! I'm gonna love you till you scream!"
And then he proceeded to hammer his cock into her pulsing pussy,
slamming
his dick with jackhammer force, making Arianne grab a pillow so that
she
could stuff her face into it to muffle her screams, produced just as
he
promised. Kurt's gigantic pipe was reaching her in places that have
never
been touched by any penis. She felt that it was her first time all
over
again, experiencing pain and discomfort with his very first lunge, but
the
added girth and inches more than made up for it, making her tingle and
squirm deep inside, fulfilling her desire for a deeper penetration.
Consequently, her pussy immersed itself into the act of helping his
shaft
reach every inch of her vagina, slamming her pussy against his hips,
rotating her own hips to achieve maximum sensation and arching her
back so
that his meat could slice into her even more deeply.
Kurt moaned at the wet tightness scalding his tool. He never imagined
that
being inside her could feel this good. He had fantasized about it of
course but the reality far outweighed all his visions, just as his
desire
to help her reach the ultimate pleasure far outweighed his desire to
just
fuck her senseless, although he couldn't deny that the process was
definitely contributing to his own gratification. He slid his hands
from
her calves to her ankles and opened her legs wide to form a V, making
it
easier for his cock to ram into her. He clenched his ass muscles and
increased the pace of his fucking, causing Arianne's body to slide
back
and forth on the bed.
The pounding she was getting was causing her to reach her peak; she
could
feel it building until she was tightly gripping the pillow over her
face.
She was half-afraid that the sounds escaping her lips would be heard
by
the other people in the house, who might become concerned enough to
investigate its source. The last thing she needed was to have her
husband's four brothers bursting into her room to find their father
fucking the shit out of his own son's wife. She didn't want to find
out
what her brothers-in-law's reaction would be to that scenario. Yet the
forbidden situation and its wicked implications only added to the
liquids
streaming from her pussy, and increased the fierce ardor flooding
through
her.
However, the pillow was suddenly pried from her fingers, and her
protest
was cut off by lips crushing into hers, swallowing any sound she might
make, effectively silencing her. Kurt leaned into her even more as his
hips kept up the brutal pace, his chest scraping deliciously against
her
nipples. Arianne was going out of her mind and all she wanted then and
there was to cum real hard, and in her opinion it couldn't come soon
enough. She quickly hooked her ankles behind him and assisted his
forceful
ramming by pulling on his ass with her hooked feet and raising her
hips at
the same time. She released her familiar squeals of delight into his
mouth, finally giving an elongated one as her body shivered in the
throes
of orgasms that were coming one after the other. Kurt soon followed
with
his own release; and his body jerked as he spurted his semen into her
passage, causing her to suck strongly on his lips and tongue, loving
the
way his fluids splattered against her vaginal walls.
For the next several nights, Arianne enjoyed Kurt's nocturnal visits
to
her room, always done in the cover of darkness in order to conceal
their
naughty activities from the rest of the family. Kurt tried to convince
her
that letting his four other sons know would be alright, but Arianne
was
adamant in her decision to keep them in the dark. So Kurt decided to
take
the matter into his own hands.
After one particularly vigorous night of fucking, Arianne surprisingly
woke up feeling energetic, so she started cleaning the house from top
to
bottom, finally ending up in the kitchen; and as she cleaned the
kitchen
cabinets, inspiration suddenly struck her. Although Arianne was no
great
cook, she could follow recipes from the back of any box, so she
decided to
make a chocolate cake as dessert for dinner that night from a box she
found in one of the shelves. When she finished the batter, she dipped
a
finger into the sticky chocolate and brought it up to her lips for a
quick
taste test. She had barely finished licking the yummy stuff off her
finger
when she heard a voice from behind her say, "Oowee! What's that I
smell?
It can only be my second favorite thing to eat in the whole wide
world. It
has to be chocolate, I'll bet my life on it!" She whirled to find Wes,
one
of Ben's brothers, framing the doorway.
A welcoming smile lit her face. Wes was very easy to get along with,
and
inherited a lot of his father's charm, making her feel immediately at
ease
with his easy banter and slightly flirtatious manner. Wes walked over
to
where she was and circled his arm around her waist then placed a
tender
kiss on her lips, before his tongue snaked in and lightly flicked
against
her own. She gasped, and he immediately took advantage of her open
mouth
to initiate more torrid French kissing, sucking on her tongue and
exploring the cavern of her mouth, before finally releasing her lips.
"That sure looks delicious. I wouldn't mind a taste of some of that."
Arianne was a bit disconcerted by the kiss since Wes has never done
that
before, though she tried very hard to make it appear as if nothing was
out
of the ordinary. She tried to collect her scattered thoughts, even
when
Wes kept her glued to his side with an arm around her waist. But she
couldn't seem to catch her breath because his over-sized hand was
dangerously close to the underside of her breast. She could only state
the
obvious like a simpleton, "Uhm, I'm just... uhm, I'm making chocolate
cake."
"Oowee! Would you mind just giving me a little taste sweetheart? I
sure do
love chocolate, especially when I can lick it right off a finger."
"Uhm, of course. I was just doing that when you came in." Arianne
pushed
the bowl towards him, but she gasped again when he captured her hand
in
his beefy one and said, "But I'm sure it would taste really
scrumptious if
I sample it right from the baker's own finger." Firmly, he guided her
hand
towards the bowl, and rather than having a chocolate-covered hand she
allowed one finger to scoop out some of the batter. Wes let go of her
hand
and urged her, "C'mon darlin', just put it inside my mouth, I promise
I
won't bite." And then he laughingly added, "And even if I do, you'll
love
it, sweetheart."
Arianne felt herself melt when she met the teasing sparkle in his
eyes.
His gaze tantalized her into doing his request. Arianne knew it was
risky,
but she still turned towards him and brought the chocolate laden digit
to
his mouth. As she put her finger into his mouth, his teeth clamped
onto it
to prevent it from escaping the warm cave. His tongue lovingly licked
the
creamy chocolate while his gaze held hers. When the last of the batter
had
been swallowed, he began to devour her finger with a vengeance,
sucking
strongly then suddenly shifting to chomping bites that didn't break
the
skin. The alternating sensations had her juices flowing and her
breathing
turning to panting. When he slowly slid his mouth to release her
finger,
she whimpered in protest. He soothed her with, "It's alright, darlin',
kiss me." Arianne eagerly tilted her head back in a silent invitation,
and
then groaned in satisfaction as Wes greedily consumed her mouth.
When he stepped in between her legs, she allowed him to part her
limbs,
bringing his groin into intimate contact with her belly, his hard on
almost touching her breasts because of the great disparity in their
heights, which allowed his pelvic area to grind provocatively near her
chest area. The touch of his pulsating meat against her had her
clawing
his shoulders involuntarily. Feeling off balance, she accepted Wes'
paws
to clamp onto her hips and guide her until she bumped into the kitchen
table behind her. His powerful hands lifted her onto the edge, and
then
held her steady with one hand while the other grabbed a stool. When he
sat
down, it brought him face-level with her crotch. Then she felt her
skirt
being flipped up till her waist then something smooth being smeared on
her
inner thighs. When she looked down, it was to see her panties exposed
and
her legs split wide open with her brother-in-law right in between. Wes
was
spreading a handful of chocolate batter on her creamy skin, starting
near
her knee then moving up slowly until the very edge of her panties. Wes
paused, making Arianne shiver in anticipation, and wondering if he
would
dip into her panties. The wait was torturing her so she pleaded, "Eat
me,
Wes. Make my pussy cum all over. Hurry baby!"
"Oowee! We aim to please, ma'am." Wes grinned up at her, and
enthusiastically began feasting on the smeared chocolate and her
succulent
skin, alternating between the two legs while pushing them even wider
apart
to gain easier access to her inner thighs. Arianne couldn't help
clutching
his hair as his agile tongue licked, flicked and stabbed the sensitive
flesh, while his talented teeth bit and nibbled. As he got nearer to
her
pussy, she squirmed in excitement and began to hump her hips
instinctively
towards his marauding lips and tongue. When he reached the apex
between
her thighs, he teased her again by pausing, his chocolate covered face
directly in front of her excited cunt, letting his exhalation brush
against her pussy slit. His warm breath had her hovering on the edge
of an
orgasm. "C'mon, baby, please!"
Wes lowered his head to allow his whole face to press tightly against
her;
he stayed there, unmoving, just letting her feel the indentation of
his
features resting intimately against her, breathing in deeply her
aroused
scent. Arianne wriggled impatiently, urging him silently to do more.
However, he was bent on taking his own sweet time; so he explored her
love
box by nuzzling her with his nose, scraping his nose tip against her
clit,
sliding it down her slit and loving her personal pussy perfume. He
rasped,
"Did I tell you that my second favorite thing to eat in the whole wide
world was chocolate?" Arianne could only clutch his scalp in
affirmative
response, her throat too tight to allow her to speak because of the
pussy
teasing she was getting. "Wanna know what's my first favorite thing to
eat
in the whole wide world?" Arianne could barely stand his facial
ministrations. She felt like collapsing so she transferred her hands
behind her to support her weight. Wes continued when she didn't
answer,
"Pussy. Nothing tastes like it and it's the most mouth-watering treat
in
the whole wide world. I just ate my chocolate, I think it's time to
eat me
some yummy pussy. What do you think, Arianne?" She let her hands slide
behind her, allowing her body to follow until she was lying down on
top of
the kitchen table. Irritated by the baking gadgets beside her, she
swiped
them off the tabletop with her arms, uncaring that the bowls broke
when
they smashed against the floor or that the kitchen gadgets made loud
clanging sounds as they fell. Wes chuckled at her urgency, "I sure do
like
the way you answer, Arianne. It warms my heart to see you so
enthusiastic."
Annoyed, she found her voice and growled, "Rip my panties off and eat
me,
you teasing bastard!"
Wes wasn't offended at all by her rudeness. In fact, it even added to
his
amusement. "Oowee! I think we have us a very impatient young lady
here,
but we aim to please. Yes sir, we do aim to please." Wes followed her
instructions, ripping the flimsy undergarment, and then he brought it
up
to his nose for a deep sniff. "Oh sweetheart, you are going to be an
eat-all-you-can buffet to a starving man." Then Wes nose-dived into
her
pussy for some hearty eating. Arianne moaned as Wes proved he really
knew
how to eat pussy, flicking her clit with his tongue, lapping her slit
with
his tongue pressed flat against her and stabbing her vaginal depths
with
it. Wes seemed to be attuned to her every response, wringing out moans
from her continuously. He had to hold onto her ass because she was
undulating so much that he found it difficult to keep his mouth on her
as
he voraciously devoured her gushing pussy.
Arianne couldn't help her undulations because her body seemed to have
a
mind of its own, which was also demanding that she lessen the clothes
that
were irritating her skin. So she grabbed the hem of her blouse until
it
was by her shoulders, exposing her jiggling orbs. Squeezing handfuls
of
her own flesh, she groaned, "Oh Wes, I've never felt like this. You're
gonna make me cum so good, baby. Oh yes, right there. That feels sooo
goooood..." Feeling a burning sensation in her nipples, she pinched
them
hard but it wasn't enough. It was a crazy thought, but for the first
time
in her life, Arianne attempted to suck her own nipples to cool down
the
burning heat, shoving her globes until they were near her mouth. She
closed her eyes and hummed in satisfaction when she was able to
swallow
mouthfuls of tit flesh. Wes nearly unloaded in his pants when he
caught
sight of her sexy stunt, but he wanted to cum when he was inside her,
so
it spurred him on to munch even more aggressively on her cunt so that
she
can climax and he can shove his dick into her. "Aaaahhh... I'm near,
baby... c'mon, harder! Fuck me with your tongue!"
However, unknown to them, while they indulged themselves, the
resounding
crash of the kitchen equipment had brought Chuck, the eldest brother,
to
the scene, concerned that there might have been an accident. Instead,
the
sight that met his eyes brought him up short. They didn't notice him
standing outside the screen door observing them, opening it to step
inside
the kitchen, staring at Arianne's writhing figure on top of the wooden
boards, removing all his clothes, walking purposefully towards them,
going
up the table and straddling Arianne's torso until he quietly said, "I
sure
would appreciate it, ma'am, if you could help me out here."
Arianne gave a startled scream at the sound of his voice and opened
her
eyes, but she was struck speechless by the 14-inch member being
brandished
before her, making her almost cross-eyed. Wes brought his head up from
eating her and expressed his hilarity over Chuck's shoulder, "Well, I
don't mind, but how about you Arianne? Just look at him, darlin'.
Chuck
here has the biggest dick in the whole family. You'll surely have fun
playing with him, sweetheart." Chuck remained silent during his
brother's
off-hand commentary, totally comfortable with his nudity, which was
disconcerting for Arianne. She had noticed that Chuck was really
subdued
compared to his more outgoing brothers, and coupled with his powerful
muscled physique, had made her wary of him from the very first time
she
met him. But now, peeping at his giant instrument had her excited and
scared at the same time.
"Oowee! The thought of it is making you wet down here, sweetheart,"
Wes
observed as he palmed her sex. He decided to press his advantage. "You
can
choose what to do, Arianne. Maybe you can play with Chuck here with
your
hands, maybe with your mouth or maybe even with your tits. Or you can
choose not to do anything at all. But I'm sure telling you,
sweetheart, I
bet Chuck would love it if you gave him a titty fuck." Arianne's eyes
widened with surprise, and then darkened with desire as the image
danced
in her head. Wes noticed it and immediately pounced on the idea. He
encouraged her, "C'mon darlin', surround his dick with your tits.
Imagine
him sliding in between your big and beautiful breasts. Oowee! Gotta
stop
all this talk here, darlin', it makes me wanna cum." Wes and Chuck
waited
quietly while she decided.
Arianne stared at the twitching penis before her, marveling at its
size,
and wondering about her primitive desire to pay homage to it like it
was
some deity. She grasped his shaft and sighed, "Yes, fuck my tits
please."
Chuck reached for her breasts gently and reverently brought them
together
to form a cavern around his cock. Arianne became suddenly short of
breath
at the sensation. She felt strangely powerful and vulnerable at the
same
time, powerful because she knew she could bring pleasure to this man,
and
vulnerable because of the strength radiating from his fuck muscle.
As Chuck began to move slowly in her valley, Wes went back to eating
her
out. The combined stimulus brought back her impending orgasm. "Oh
yeah,
Wes! Lick me! Suck me real hard, baby! I'm gonna cum. almost there...
Oooohhh!!!" Her hips banged against the tabletop as the waves of
orgasm
swept through her. Wes' kept his mouth clamped on her exploding pussy,
and
greedily swallowed every drop of her cum juice. Then he suddenly stood
and
released his belt, allowing his pants to fall, and without any
preliminaries, shoved his cock into her still spasmodic pussy. Both of
them groaned at the feel of her slick slippery walls enfolding his
rod.
Wes grabbed her legs and brought them up to brace against Chuck's
muscled
back, making it easier for his thrusts to pierce her forcefully, and
allowing him and Chuck to set the same pace for their lunges. Arianne
released her familiar piglet squeal every time both brothers plunged
forward, making her feel stuffed with cock meat at both ends. Wes
silently
communicated with Chuck by leaning his weight against Arianne's legs,
which were totally supported by the wall of Chuck's back. Every time
Wes
pushed forward, Arianne could feel it, not only in her pussy, but also
on
her legs, which in turn would push into Chuck, making him drive his
own
cock even more vigorously in between her boobs. When Wes speeded up,
so
did Chuck. Arianne moaned at the extra hard pounding, and
accidentally,
Chuck's giant boner slipped in between her unguarded lips. Arianne
savored
the flavor of his precum, and decided she wanted to gobble more of his
meat, so she widened the opening of her mouth, allowing about four
inches
to continuously spear her mouth while the rest of his cock enjoyed the
warmth of her valley. Chuck groaned at the added sensation of her
sucking,
and returned the favor by twisting her nipples with his thumb and
forefinger while his enormous paws squeezed her tits even more around
dick.
The three of them moaned and groaned as they all attempted to reach
their
personal pinnacle of pleasure. Wes unbelievably increased the tempo of
his
thrusting, ramming into her repeatedly as his excited member grew in
size,
his cock sending tingles all over her as it smashed into her clit and
his
balls slapped against her ass. Wes couldn't stand it any longer and he
roared out his satisfaction as his semen splashed and spilled from her
vagina. Arianne wiggled her ass to wring out all the juice from him,
clenching her pussy muscles greedily around his deflating dick, and
astoundingly triggered her own orgasm, making her body twist
uncontrollably all over. Wes continued massaging his cock inside her
pussy
walls, reluctant to remove his rod. Arianne moaned around the fuck
meat in
her mouth, loving the myriad sensations exploding through her body.
Although Wes' pipe still brought a significant amount of pleasure to
her
pussy, she now focused on the mammoth cock being embraced by her own
immense 36-DD tit flesh.
Chuck's cock's irregular surface chafed her tender skin but it
increased
the ruckus running through her veins. Arianne whimpered around the
cock
log she was sucking. Unbelievably, she felt Wes getting hard again,
who
was turned on by the sight of Chuck titty fucking his hot
sister-in-law,
and the pussy grip she had on him. Meanwhile, Chuck's huge cock was
swelling even more, straining Arianne's oral capabilities. Her voice
was
muffled as she grunted with her building orgasm. Wes urged everybody
on
with a verbal litany, "C'mon, darlin', suck him harder! Oowee, you're
getting even wetter, sweetheart. Your climax is gonna be
mind-blowing."
Arianne grabbed her tits to form a tighter tunnel, while Chuck
transferred
his hands behind her ribcage to increase the arch of her back,
bringing
out her swollen breasts even more and making her neck arch higher,
allowing more of his dick to thrust even harder inside her mouth.
"Oh yeah, swallow that cock, sweetheart! Your tits and pussy are the
best
in the whole state! I'd bet my prick on it! Wat'dya say Chuck?" Chuck
just
remained silent, but rammed his cock more urgently in-between her
succulent tits, signaling his own coming release. Wes followed his
brother's pace this time, and increased his own fucking rhythm. Then
Chuck
threw his head back and suddenly howled, eerily sounding like a wolf.
The
sight, her primal fear mixing with her erotic desire, transfixed
Arianne.
His gushing cum cream sluiced her face and breasts, while Wes grunted
through his second orgasm. The feel of the two men's cum and their
twitching members caused Arianne to shake through her own multiple
orgasms, proving Wes right. They were mind-blowing.
During the following days, Arianne felt sexually satiated most of the
time
as the two men, Wes and Chuck, surprised her during any time of the
day
with numerous naughty activities, like solitary showers in the
bathroom
turned into showers for two, or laundry days in the basement turned
into
intimate upright spooning or afternoon naps in the garden's benches
turned
into vigorous middle-of-the-day fucking. Her only frustration was that
she
could only get Chuck's cock in her pussy till the 12-inch mark. She
was
determined to totally engulf him one of these days. And then at night,
she
enjoyed her father-in-law's visits to her bedroom, whose own stamina
could
give his sons a run for their money.
Arianne was on cloud nine for she was receiving the attention of three
lusty and virile men. She wouldn't have been surprised if someone told
her
that she looked like a contented kitty cat, because she felt like a
pampered one with all the cum cream and petting she was getting. She
was
just surprised that Kurt and his other two sons, Billy and Bob, never
caught her while she was fucking either Wes or Chuck, since they were
doing it all over the farmhouse, trying to be quiet about it of
course,
although if truth be told the added danger of discovery made the
experience even more enjoyable. If she didn't know any better, she
would
have thought that they talked among themselves about some sort of
schedule. Unknown to her, she wasn't that far off from the truth. And
Kurt
had more surprises for his young burning hot daughter-in-law.
Arianne walked along the fenced property, enjoying the fresh breeze,
when
unfamiliar sounds traveling through the air made her stop. She
listened
intently and identified that the sounds were coming from inside the
barn.
Silently, she entered the enclosure and searched for the source of the
noise. Reaching some bales of hay, a sharp movement in-between the
bales
caught her eye. She peeped and then gasped when she suddenly realized
what
she was looking at...
Arianne couldn't believe her eyes. When she came in to investigate the
strange sounds coming from the barn, she never thought she would see
anything like this. The stallion that was prancing before her was
sporting
a hard on that was two-feet in length! The sheer size of it was
causing a
rushing wetness to gush from her pussy. She leaned in closer to get a
better view of what was happening.
The gap between the bales of hay didn't afford much of an extensive
view.
All she could see was that the stallion was somehow tethered and that
fact
was obviously making the powerful animal rear its powerful legs and
give
an outraged whinny. The men holding on to the ends of the ropes
shouted
warnings and tried to hold on as the stallion tried to release itself.
Its
muscles bunched in protest and the sheen of perspiration covering its
flanks attested to the lengthy battle between horse and man.
Arianne's breathing became labored as she watched the magnificent
stallion
display its strength and power. Her immense 36-DD breasts ballooned in
reaction to the impressive spectacle of brute force, while her nipples
tightened in arousal. Involuntarily, her hands squeezed the tips to
relieve the painful tightening. A familiar heat made her feverish and
her
skin to become sensitive. 'I have too many clothes on,' she thought
agitatedly. Her fingers hurriedly flew to release the buttons holding
her
blouse together and consequently her luscious breasts bounced out from
her
hurried removal. But it wasn't enough. She arched her back and
shrugged
the blouse off altogether. Then her very own hands mashed the massive
globes as she watched the dramatic scene unfolding before her,
uncaring
that she was half-naked and could be discovered by any of the working
men
littering the barn.
Kurt, her father-in-law, caught her eye as he slowly approached the
angry
animal then stood quietly on the sidelines. He was very still even
though
the stallion tried to enforce its superiority by rearing and crashing
its
hooves repeatedly on the floor. Then Kurt began to croon
indecipherable
words to the frothing stallion. It was a soothing sound but it didn't
make
Arianne's ardor any less. It made her hips sway to the strange beat
set by
Kurt's voice. But it had the strange effect of calming the stallion;
it
quieted down and allowed him to come closer.
Kurt massaged its flanks with his own hands and continued the odd
crooning. Those hands running all over the sweaty muscles mesmerized
Arianne. Memories of those same hands caressing her writhing flesh
made
her squirm, and a demanding heat to pulse in between her legs. And the
stallions' penis reminded her of Kurt's own giant rod and the way it
would
ram into her, causing her to whine under her breath, longing for a
powerful penis to pound her pussy right now, but she had to settle for
the
heel of her hand pressing firmly on her little nub of pleasure through
her
skirt and panties, while the other hand continued wringing her naked
breasts. She groaned in dissatisfaction at the unsatisfying results.
What
Arianne needed was a man, preferably one that was ready to fuck her
brains
out!
Her unspoken wish seemed to have been heard as a large masculine body
pressed itself against her from behind. She gasped and tried to whirl
around. "It's okay, Arianne. It's me, Billy." Arianne settled down
when
she realized it was her brother-in-law. "Just enjoy the show, sweetie
pie,
and let me take care of this for you." With that, he captured her
breasts
in his hefty hands ands begun to grasp and squeeze her hot tits.
Arianne's
head lolled in satisfaction from the pleasurable sensations of having
her
globes enfolded in his powerful grip.
"Hey Bob, grab a couple of bales and bring them over here." Arianne
gasped
again and turned to see Billy's twin brother, Bob, her other
brother-in-law, staring at them with a big delighted grin on his lips.
She
couldn't help giving a slight smile in return and watched with a
languorous gaze as he followed Billy's direction, setting up both
bales of
hay in front of her, forcing the entwined couple away from the little
gap
she had been peering through. Arianne moaned a protest, wanting to see
the
superb stallion from her original viewpoint, making Billy rumble in
her
ear soothingly, "Don't worry, sweetcakes, we're just adjusting
ourselves a
little bit here. You'll be seeing more real soon, and it's gonna be
really
hot."
The entrance of another horse, which made the stallion snort in
reaction,
distracted her. Arianne's eyes bulged in disbelief. The stallion's
penis
had lengthened to three feet! The other horse was definitely a mare
that
was arousing the male horse. The mare tossed its head in feigned
disinterest as the stallion tried to approach it. Kurt slowly backed
away
as the two horses began a mating dance of approach and retreat.
Meanwhile, Billy urged her on top of the bale of hay. Since her height
was
just 5-feet, the repositioning brought her to a higher level that
allowed
his groin to grind directly against her ass. Bob sat on the other bale
and
then Billy pressed against her shoulders to indicate that she should
lean
forward, making her clasp the stacks of hay forming her vertical
peephole
for balance, and bringing her torso down until it was parallel to the
floor, and her pendulous breasts within easy sucking distance from
Bob's
ravenous mouth. In this position, she could watch the two horses while
Bob
focused on her bosom and Billy teased her from behind.
"Do you know what we named our new mare, sweetie?" Billy easily
released
the clasp to her skirt and let the garment fall to the barn floor. "We
wanted to name her after somebody who's sizzling hot." He clutched her
panties and pulled them down slowly until they were pooled around her
ankles, and then knelt down and helped her step out of them. The
warmth of
Billy's brawny body so close to her privates, Bob's nearness to her
sensitive tits and her own nudity made Arianne quiver in anticipation.
"Somebody who's ripe and sexy and always wet." Bob flicked his tongue
like
a viper against her nipples, while Billy clawed her ass cheeks apart
as he
buried his face in between and licked from her little tight rosebud
hole
to her pink pussy slit. The sudden thorough lapping made her spasm,
and
she had to seize the hay in front of her for more support.
Billy stood up and quickly stripped off his clothes, and then aligned
his
dick with her butt crack. "Somebody who loves something hard against
her."
Billy stepped closer and inserted his rod in the warm crevice, which
made
Arianne sigh in desire and gyrate her ass against his groin, silently
provoking him to saw his penis in her butt-crack with a hard rhythm.
Arianne loved the friction on her seldom stimulated strip of skin.
Then
Bob seized her tits and plunged his face in-between, thoroughly
enjoying
having his face engulfed by the soft malleable flesh.
"Somebody who likes a lot of real friendly attention." Billy gripped
his
cock and moved it in between the furrow of her pussy lips, and
continued
the hard sawing rhythm he had set. Arianne seesawed her own hips to
increase the stroking sensations across her slimy cunt slit. Bob
mirrored
their actions by sliding his cheeks back and forth across her tit
channel,
grazing the smooth skin with his stubby whiskers.
"Somebody who's always ready to get real familiar with her new
family."
Billy pushed his cock knob momentarily into her dripping hole, making
her
moan. He suddenly bent forward, causing a few inches of his hot stick
to
push into her, and then bit her earlobe, while Bob bit her nipples.
Billy
released her ear to whisper seductively, "There's only one person here
who
fits that picture. Guess who?" He paused tantalizingly. "The mare's
named
after you. Her name's Arianne."
His announcement caused tingles to run all over her body, her pussy
walls
to grasp his penis involuntarily and her orbs to swell even more into
Bob's mouth. When Billy extracted his shaft from her and straightened
again, she moaned in disappointment. He stroked her lower back
soothingly,
"Keep an eye on the horses, sweetie." He reached in between her legs
from
behind and found her flaming clit, which he began to flick with his
finger. Arianne's legs trembled in reaction. Then Billy suddenly
pinched
her nub while Bob twisted her nipples, and then drawled, "That
stallion
will show you why he's called Nonstop." With that promise ringing in
her
ears, Arianne looked up at the two horses with a newfound regard. In
her
mind, she imagined herself to be the mare, except that she had two
heated
stallions wanting to mate with her, instead of just one. When the
stallion
nipped the mare's neck, Billy did the same to her vulnerable flesh,
making
her squeal in surprise. Billy chuckled appreciatively, "We've been
hearing
your piglet squeals all over the house, Arianne. Have you been doing a
lot
of exciting and naughty things?" He palmed the rounded globes of her
ass.
"Things like this?" Then Billy grabbed her ass cheeks apart and
transferred his attention to her little hole. "Have you ever had it in
the
ass, sweetcakes?"
Arianne tossed her head in denial, but found the idea intriguing and
rotated her hips in response, encouraging his fingers to lightly
caress
the puckered hollow. The unfamiliar touch made her shiver. "Would you
like
to have my finger in your little hot hole, sweetie pie? That would
make
you feel so good, sweetie." Billy had his middle finger poised at her
rear
entrance, tempting her with the possibilities. "C'mon, sweetie, grind
that
ass backwards. You'll love it, I promise."
Arianne followed his directions and found herself being stabbed with a
finger that seemed like a small penis. Billy continued flicking her
clit
with his other hand while Bob continued mauling her breasts that
increased
the flow of her juices. "Oh sweetie, you're so tight down here. C'mon,
sweetcakes, just a couple more inches." Arianne wriggled her behind
and
skewered her chute onto the mini-rod. "Oh yeah, you're squeezing my
finger
so hard, sweetie. How about we do this?"
Then Billy started thrusting and retreating his finger slowly. The
whole
barn would have rang with her scream if Bob hadn't swooped down and
swallowed the sound into his throat as he hungrily ate her mouth.
Arianne's insides were going haywire from the scorching sensations
being
generated from her butt-chute. The newfound feelings together with the
clit flicking, the tit mauling and the ravenous kissing were making
her
body search restlessly for an orgasm.
"Look up, sweetcakes. Nonstop is about to start his marathon," Billy
urged.
Reluctantly, Arianne tore her lips from Bob's, only to gape at the
sight
of the stallion's forelegs on the mare's flanks, and plunging his
meaty
and lengthy member into the willing mare. The sheer power of the
stallion
took her breath away. She watched intently as the mare placidly
accepted
the snorting stallion's penis, hardly moving as the relentless male
horse
pounded away. The entry of a knob in her vagina diverted her attention
from the mesmerizing display, and caused her to breathe in sharply.
"Does that give you any ideas, Arianne?" Billy stayed still, letting
her
feel partially a chunk of his throbbing meat. Bob continued twisting
her
nipples as he watched eagerly whether she would let her desire be
satisfied by his twin brother. Arianne couldn't help the low moan that
escaped her. Billy teased her by letting another inch insert into her
hungry pussy. "Wanna go for your own personal marathon?"
Arianne's blood was on fire, and she wanted desperately to be pounded
exactly in the same way the mare was being pounded by the stallion.
She
threw caution to the wind and hissed to Billy, "Fuck me hard, baby!
Fuck
me with your cock! And when you're done, I want Bob to fuck me! I want
both of you to fuck me as long as that stallion fucks that mare! Be my
own
personal studs!"
Billy gave a whoop and wholeheartedly lunged his pole into her and
began a
furious pace that matched the stallion's. Bob stood up and she turned
her
head to watch him strip. Noticing her close scrutiny, Bob gave her a
jaunty grin and slowed down the removal of his clothes. The sleek
muscles
covering his body made her heave a sigh longingly, wanting that
velvety
skin covering her all over. When he was down to his birthday suit, she
grabbed his thick rod and moved her hand up and down the 8-inch
length.
Bob groaned in satisfaction as she increased her hand pace to go with
the
fucking that she and the mare were receiving.
As she watched her namesake, Arianne felt that all the horny females
in
the farm were lucky to have males on hand to satisfy their libido.
While
Billy fucked her, Bob inserted his hand in between their hips to
insert
his own finger into her rectum, continuing the interrupted finger
fucking
she was getting from his twin brother, while his other hand
alternately
mauled her full-sized breasts. The double attention she was getting
from
the twins and their coordinated efforts in pleasuring her heightened
all
her senses to their orchestrated actions. And the mere thought she had
two
perfect male specimens at her beck and call made her pussy tingle and
her
body quiver all over in delight.
"Sweetie pie, get ready to receive some cream!" Then Billy's hips
began to
thrust faster, and after that he grabbed her own hips firmly against
his
as his penis shuddered and jerked, spurting warm sticky cum inside
her,
making her clench her pussy walls around him, trying to milk his shaft
for
all its worth, and bringing her to her own satisfying climax. "Oh
sweetcakes, I'm as snug as a bug in a rug! It makes me wanna stay in
you
forever!"
Bob immediately protested, "No way! Arianne said she wanted me too!
Didn't
you babe?"
Arianne couldn't help smiling. They sounded like two small boys
fighting
over a favorite toy. She suddenly remembered that the twins were the
youngest in the family, both nineteen and apparently raring to go. She
sighed happily, ecstatic that she was the recipient of their lusty
attentions. She tried to appease both. "Why don't you come over here,
Billy, and let me give you a hand job? I think it's only fair to share
with Bob."
The twins hurriedly exchanged places, forgetting their little
disagreement. As Arianne held Billy's cock, she marveled how nature
made
two physically identical specimens save for one instance; while the
twins
both had the same 8-inch length, their cocks' widths were totally
different. Bob was gifted with a thick rod while Billy sported a slim
dick. Its slenderness made Arianne shiver as an idea struck her. She
remembered Billy's question earlier whether she has ever taken it in
the
ass. Actually, only digits have ever penetrated her rectum, and she
has
always wondered how it would feel to have a hard staff jabbing her
behind.
Arianne fought the familiar piglet squeals that wanted to erupt from
her
throat from the forceful thrusting of Bob's pole, but she didn't want
to
spook the horses so she bit her lip; however, her tight control was
sorely
tested as Bob continued to ram into her. She settled for little grunts
under her breath, "Uh, uh, uh..." Although she felt totally satisfied,
she
still wondered how she could plant her idea in Billy's head. "Billy,
uh,
what do, uh, you think, uh, if, uh, uh..."
Billy was totally concentrated on his cock and the pressure of her
hand,
so he haltingly ground out, "Argh... If what, argh, sweetie?"
"Maybe, uh, we can try, uh..." Then she gave up trying to be subtle
and
cried softly, "Fuck me in the ass, baby! Please!" Her heated plea had
the
effect of geysers of cum raining on her hair and back as Billy came,
totally turned on by her request, while Bob found the idea so arousing
that he erupted his cum deep inside her pussy. The twins quickly
swapped
places.
Billy grasped his cock and held it at her rear entrance, and then gave
her
one last chance to change her mind, but secretly fervently hoped she
wouldn't, "Are you sure, sweetcakes?"
"Oh yes, baby, fuck me in the ass!" Billy parted her ass cheeks apart
and
gazed hungrily at the puckering pinkish-brown hole. He gradually
introduced her chute to his eager rod, watching heatedly as his shaft
disappeared in her tube. Arianne spread her legs wider apart to
accommodate him. Billy growled at the sexy picture she made and
praised
her, "Oh sweetie, you're squeezing me so tight! I'm gonna sink every
inch
inside you, sweetie pie!" With that, he determinedly pushed forward
relentlessly until he was fully embedded in her dark cavern. Both of
them
moaned at the feeling of her blistering furnace crammed with so much
meat.
Then Billy began a deliberate pace that allowed her to adjust to the
new
sensations and allowed her channel to enlarge to allow his member
easier
entry. When she began to meet his thrusts with a backward movement of
her
hips, he increased the pace until both of them were slamming their
joined
bodies together, creating ripples in their flesh from their forceful
ass
fucking. Before long, Arianne was shaking from multiple
earth-shattering
orgasms as Billy continued to ram her repeatedly in the ass, before
succumbing to his own release.
Billy had barely enough time to plop out of her ass before Bob was
once
again cramming his cock into her vagina. Arianne began to believe
their
promise of a personal marathon. She lost track of time as the twins
alternated, plunging into their favorite passage, Billy in her ass and
Bob
in her pussy. When she tried to make them exchange, Billy reminded her
that it wouldn't be hygienic to do so. Touched by their concern, she
completely gave in to her selfish desires and focused on all the
stimuli
bombarding her senses.
Her eyes welcomed the spectacle of Nonstop fucking her namesake
tirelessly, proving that he was aptly named, while her nether regions
were
fully occupied by the twins' lusty appetites. She must have come at
least
more than a dozen times already, but the twins didn't show any signs
of
flagging erections. Although the prospect of unending climaxes was
appealing, Arianne didn't think she could bear the pleasure any longer
either. She was confused by her conflicting emotions.
Arianne gladly welcomed the diversion of another voice, narrowing her
eyes
to peer into the shadows. "Ma'am, may I join in, or is this a party of
three?" A hulking figure of a man stepped forward to reveal a naked
Chuck,
another of her brothers-in-law, sporting an enormous 14-inch erection.
Chuck had been on his way out of the barn when he heard some scuffling
sounds and went to investigate, only to discover the preoccupied naked
trio. Their blatant display immediately hardened his steel pipe, and
after
swiftly undressing, he waited patiently for an opportunity to join
them
while stroking his hard on. When he saw that his sister-in-law seemed
almost on the verge of a pleasurable sensory collapse, he stepped in
to
bring things to an intense conclusion.
Arianne was unaware of his intentions and was just feverishly
thinking,
'If I get that cock in my pussy, I'll be in cum heaven.' Aloud, she
cried,
"Oh Chuck, baby, I need you!"
"Whatever you need, ma'am, I'll be more than happy to help you with."
"Fuck me with your big cock! Fill me up with your huge cock and make
me
cum again and again! Hurry, stud!" Arianne was almost incoherent from
her
lust.
The twins grinned at each other as they gave way to their eldest
sibling,
and Chuck silently approached the aroused writhing woman. Chuck
grasped
her hips firmly and aligned his cock with her pussy. He was
painstakingly
slow as he pushed his gigantic girth into her clutching tunnel,
heightening the sensations in her receptive opening, his progress
aided by
the previous semen deposits left by the twins, particularly Bob's.
Arianne
bit her lip hard to prevent the scream that was demanding to be
released.
Seeing her predicament, Bob enthusiastically gobbled her lips while
Billy
paid homage to her immense breasts.
Arianne gasped at the enormous heat piercing her pussy. She felt that
her
insides were being seared by a branding iron as his cock entered her
inch
by incredible inch. Whenever she thought he would stop already, he
still
kept going at it. She had a bizarre vision of him coming all the way
out
of her mouth. Amazingly, before she knew it, she felt his crotch
grinding
against her ass. She had finally taken in Chuck's whole 14-inch
length!
The countless bouts of fucking she enjoyed with the twins have
apparently
readied her pussy for the mammoth cock. She felt her juices streaming
wetly down her legs, intermingling with the twins' own cum. She loved
its
cooling effect, a fantastic contrast to the scorching temperature in
her
pussy.
A beefy hand caressed her lower back soothingly, while Chuck slowly
extracted himself from her warm depths till only the tip remained,
before
slowly making its trip back into her constricting grip. Arianne
couldn't
help rotating her hips to make sure his exciting irregular textures
touched every surface of her vagina.
Chuck let her take her pleasure from his fuck muscle, but when she
began
to make jerky motions to impale herself on his gigantic pole, he took
over
by clamping onto her hips and setting a breathtaking tempo that had
her
screaming her piglet squeals down Bob's throat, while Billy
frantically
slurped her pendulous breasts. Arianne had to claw her fingers into
the
bales of hay in front of her for balance as her body swung back and
forth
from Chuck's powerful thrusts. She felt totally feminine as his
strength
and driving force complemented her supple and yielding form.
Arianne thought she was going out of her mind. Being the focal point
of so
much sexual attention was making her crazy. Although she was reveling
in a
small series of spasms that left her shuddering gratifyingly, she
wanted
to hit the highest point real soon. She started slamming her buttocks
more
vigorously against his groin, making Chuck growl, causing her to pause
instinctively from the intimidating sound. But the giant man just
gripped
her hips tighter and yanked her towards him even more rapidly, shaking
her
smaller form like a tiny doll, fully giving in to the rhythm beating
in
his arteries, a thundering tempo that was demanding him to stab his
sword
again and again in her clasping sheath.
Arianne didn't have any breath left to make any sound. The twins
slowly
stood from their kneeling positions to flank them on each side,
watching
their fucking with awe, and transferred their manual ministrations to
their own straining dicks, wanking their meat furiously as they ogled
the
sight of their huge brother hunched over the petite figure of their
diminutive sister-in-law, his colossal pole reappearing and amazingly
disappearing into her bent over form. Chuck's paws searched for and
found
her breasts as he humped her to ecstasy while wringing her fleshy
globes.
Arianne was struggling to contain all the emotions and sensations
running
through her, but the intensity was causing her to feel light-headed
and
woozy. She strained to reach the pinnacle in order to release the
tension
that was gripping her muscles all the way to her very bones. She
rasped,
"Harder, Chuck! Please fuck me harder! Oh please, stud!"
Chuck unbelievably stepped up the tempo, his shaft pounding her so
swiftly
it was a blur. Arianne's mouth gaped open in a wordless cry as her
climax
jerked her body all over with its intensity. Bucking uncontrollably,
she
didn't even feel the biting teeth that clamped onto her vulnerable
neck,
nor Chuck's muffled familiar wolf howl, as she sank thankfully into
the
welcoming darkness. When she opened her eyes, it took her a moment to
orient herself. She realized that she was in her own bedroom, and what
woke her up was the hammering on her door. She grudgingly struggled to
reach the door, flinging it open to reveal her roguish brother-in-law,
Wes, who greeted her with a winsome smile and said, "Oowee! Good
mornin'
darlin'! Such a beautiful mornin' should be spent on the back of a
horse,
with a gorgeous birthday girl right in front of him. So wat'dya say
sweetheart? Care to go with me?"
Arianne found that charming grin irresistible, totally won over by the
fact that he remembered her birthday. She hadn't mentioned it to
anybody,
embarrassed that it might make her new family think that they have to
celebrate or something. "I'll be right with you. Just let me get
changed."
"Alright sweetheart. I'll be right here, outside your door,
impatiently
waiting until you come back out." He added hopefully, "Unless you need
help with a zipper or something." Arianne giggled and pulled him into
her
bedroom. Wes glanced around until his gaze settled on her closet
doors.
"Is it okay if I look through your stuff while you take a shower?"
Raising her eyebrows at the unusual request, she nevertheless nodded
and
sped off into the bathroom. When she reentered the room in a bathrobe,
she
found a set of clothes waiting for her on top of the bed. "Pretty
please
darlin', can you wear them for me?" She dubiously examined his
choices.
Although it was warm outside, most of the garments that he'd picked
out
were pretty skimpy for a horse ride.
It consisted of a white leather vest that zipped up right in front,
more
appropriate for a night out of bar hopping. The tan leather skirt was
a
short flared number that ended right below her crotch that she had
bought
on a whim but never intended to wear in public. She couldn't imagine
what
would happen if she got on top of a horse with it. Wes' choice of
underwear was a white leather thong-style pair of panties that would
definitely leave her ass bare and her pussy in danger of exposure. The
only thing that seemed right was the tone colored mid-calf cowboy
boots!
"Uhm... Wes, sweetie, uhm..."
"Don't worry about a thing, darlin'. Wes here has taken care of
everything. You'll be pretty comfy 'coz we're riding tandem,
sweetheart.
I'll also bring a blanket along just in case it gets a bit nippy out
there." Wes dramatically clasped his hands over his heart. "Please
don't
deny me the pleasure of gazing upon your charms, sweetheart. My heart
will
surely wither away." The teasing glitter in his eyes melted away any
practical protests she might have. She grabbed the clothes and went to
get
dressed before she could change her mind.
When she saw the horse waiting patiently for them outside, Arianne
burst
out laughing. Wes had festooned the horse with leaves and flowers, and
when the horse neighed in welcome, she even heard the tinkling of
bells as
it flicked its head side to side. Wes playfully bowed with a flourish
and
announced in a hilarious British accent, "Your horse awaits, m'lady."
He
grasped her waist and easily lifted her 5-foot frame on top of the
saddle,
before flinging himself right behind her.
Arianne looked down and was a bit dismayed to see that she had
inadvertently bared almost all of her soft creamy thighs with her
astride
position and miniscule skirt, but the feeling of the horse's short
hair
tickling her inner thighs sidetracked her. And when Wes urged the
horse
into a slow stride, her pussy shivered in delight from the pressure it
received from the hard saddle under her. Before she knew it, her pussy
walls started leaking a lot of love juice. Arianne tried to clamp down
on
her reactions, embarrassed that Wes might notice.
As they cantered towards the pathways, Wes said, "Oh darlin', before I
forget, the others wanted to greet you happy birthday but they had to
leave real early to do some errands." Then he nibbled on her ear
before
whispering, "Besides, you got up real late. If I hadn't knocked on
your
door, you might have slept your way through until noon, sweetheart.
Oowee!
Whatever were you doing yesterday to make you so tired?"
Arianne's cheeks turned a pinkish hue as she remembered her afternoon
adventure in the barn. When she had been in the bathroom, she realized
that the twins and Chuck had thoughtfully bathed her thoroughly, as
well
as put her in her favorite dressing gown, before laying her down on
her
own bed where she found herself this morning. Of course she was just
guessing because she couldn't remember anything from the moment she
fainted from her extreme climax to the moment Wes' knocking woke her
up.
What she didn't know was the that Kurt caught the trio when they were
carrying her in, and as soon as she was cleaned up and he had made
sure
that she was really all right, Kurt had given his sons a
tongue-lashing
they hadn't experienced since they were young boys and had decided to
experiment with fire and horses. She also didn't remember the regular
checks the men made through the night to make sure she was okay.
And that's why Wes got assigned to her today, because Kurt's
punishment
for the three was to keep them away from Arianne. Just a short period
of
course, and as a result their cocks were already complaining from the
separation.
As the bells merrily tinkled, Wes began to whistle a tune that sounded
suspiciously like the famous classic 'Sleigh Ride'. She teased him,
"Isn't
it a little bit early for Christmas songs?"
He cheerfully replied, "Not when it's my favorite time of the year,
darlin'. I try to celebrate it every day with those oh so merry
Christmas
songs, even when it's summer." And then he continued whistling the
jovial
tune.
Since they were riding tandem, it brought his hips against her
buttocks
regularly. The rhythmic motion brought her attention to the fact that
a
hardening pole was poking her. Arianne tried to ignore it but the
thought
that there were only a few layers of clothing between them caused her
to
squirm in the saddle, while a telltale gush of wetness escaped her
depths.
However, she wasn't sure if her pussy was ready for more action after
yesterday's escapade. So casually, she tried to lean forward to lessen
the
contact, but Wes took advantage of her new position to work her
leather
skirt loose from under her butt cheeks. Aghast, she straightened up
immediately, only to find that Wes had released his rod and had
flipped up
the back of her skirt, and since she was just wearing thong panties,
it
brought his penis in direct contact with her velvety skin.
Immediately, the hard touch of his throbbing meat made her forget any
anxiety she might have had regarding her vagina's ability to recover
from
the vigorous fucking she experienced yesterday. She let her body sway
with
the horse's cadenced walk, which made Wes' pipe scrape deliciously
against
her, sometimes even accidentally inserting in her butt cleft. Instead
of
moving away, Arianne tried to increase the pressure on her tingling
flesh
by leaning back into Wes.
Suddenly, Wes stopped whistling, and cheerfully sang in a clear
baritone,
"Just hear those horse bells jingling, ring, ling, ling, a little
tune-"
Arianne's brain barely registered the fact that he was singing 'Sleigh
Ride" and just changing some of the lyrics before she got distracted
by
his actions.
In time with his singing, his hands industriously pulled up her skirt
in
front, and then inserted it into her waistband so that her white
leather
thong panties and mound were clearly displayed. Now it's like she
wasn't
wearing any skirt at all since both the front and back sections were
flipped up.
"C'mon, it's lovely weather for a horse ride together with you-" This
time
he slid the leather vest's front zipper down to uncover her 36DD
breasts.
Instantly, her nipples tautened from being bared to the stirring
breeze,
and his fingers immediately started pulling on the hardened tips,
plucking
them away from her chest before letting them snap back into place.
Arianne had to stop the moans that immediately rose from her throat,
scared that it might spook the horse. Instead, she clutched his
forearms
and arched her back to place her orbs even further into his
manipulating
hands. Wes drawled in her ear, "Do you know what I like about horse
rides
so much, sweetheart?" Arianne could only whimper as his fingers
continued
teasing her tits. "Well, darlin', since you're a city girl, I bet you
didn't know that you could get all kinds of rides on top of a horse.
Wanna
know some of them? You'll love them, sweetheart."
Arianne wasn't interested in horse rides, what her pussy wanted was to
ride his cock. "Oh Wes, fuck me baby! My pussy's burning hot!"
"Oowee! I just love your enthusiasm, sweetheart. Let Wes take care of
that
fiery pussy for you!" Wes slipped the thong panties aside and lifted
her
until she was hovering directly on top of his prick. Arianne looked
down
and quivered at the sight of his 10-inch rod sticking straight up into
the
air, ready to pierce her deeply.
He slowly lowered her, letting his knob slice her pussy slit, and then
continued the snail's pace of releasing her weight until she finally
felt
the sinewy surface of his powerful legs. Wes was now buried to the
hilt.
Arianne threw her head back to rest on his shoulder, while her feet
entwined with his calves to maintain her balance. At once, she rotated
her
hips in order to feel him chafing against her pussy walls.
Wes whispered roughly in her ear, "Ready for your special horse ride,
darlin'?" Arianne was too busy appreciating his cock to answer him.
Wes
chuckled at her single-mindedness, and unbelievably resumed singing,
"Giddyap, giddyap, giddyap, let's go, let's go with the flow-" And
then he
pressed his heels into the horse's sides, which made it move in a
canter,
a teeth-jarring rhythm that made Arianne's eyes open wide in shock,
because every time the horse's hoofs landed, Wes' cock would jam into
her
so hard that her body would bounce off the saddle.
"Uff, uff..." Arianne's breath was being cut off with every ramming of
his
pole. She couldn't believe how the simple act of changing the horse's
pace
could cause such mind-blowing results. Since the rhythm was a vigorous
clip-clop, Arianne felt like a puppet because his shaft was pounding
into
her at twice the normal speed, making her jerk all over
uncontrollably.
Her pussy went spastic with the unfamiliar yet electrifying
stimulation,
but she adored every hard jab and stab, and her pussy walls attempted
to
clasp his poking member every time it pounded into her.
Although all they needed to do was to make sure they held on and
didn't
fall off the horse, her thighs still quivered with the strain of
gripping
the horse's sides to keep from slipping off. However, there was hardly
any
need for pelvic efforts since the horse's actions naturally banged
their
hips together in sync with its descent.
By now, they were both totally under the control of the horse's
rhythm,
even Wes. He was gripping her hips tightly as he groaned softly in her
ear
from the outrageous sensations enfolding his cock, from the way her
pussy
walls clutched his dick as he rammed into her with short but hard
thrusts,
to the clinging slippery surface of her cunt. He fully surrendered his
body to his horse's rhythm, his hips wildly bucking into her twat,
when
Arianne cried, "Oh Wes, this is so wild, baby! I love it!"
Wes lightly nipped her neck in a pleased response, but decided to
continue
teasing her with his off-the-wall singing and a change of pace.
"Giddyap,
giddyap, giddyap it's great with my cock in you-" Arianne didn't know
whether to laugh or bash him on the head. She settled on enjoying
herself
with the pounding rapid pace, but her plan was wrecked into havoc when
Wes
kicked his horse into a gallop.
Arianne felt like screaming in frustration as the change totally
transformed the rhythm of his fucking. Instead of continuous
hammering,
now she had to wait for what seemed an interminable period, which was
actually just a couple of seconds, before his cock pierced her. She
clawed
her fingers into his thighs in retaliation for this brand new torture.
Wes chuckled, "Oowee, darlin', you're turnin' into a hellcat. Don't
you
know I just love hellcats with a cock-hugging pussy?" Arianne clenched
said pussy in a harsh grip that made him bow his back, hoping to make
him
lose control and ram her pussy hard and fast. But he recovered quickly
and
refused to take the bait. Instead, he laughingly sang, "Your pussy's
tight
and cozy, and fiery spicy to boot-"
Arianne felt like banging her fists on his chest and demanding for the
kind of furious fucking that she wanted. But then she had to bite her
lip
to stop from screaming, as Wes added an up thrust slamming of his hips
every time the horse landed on the harsh ground, amplifying the
reverberations in her over-stimulated love box.
She began to babble incoherently and slumped her twitching body
backwards
against him, totally overcome by the sensations roaring through her.
Her
juices were streaming in torrents and flowed down her thighs. She
grabbed
his thighs as she came repeatedly, her pussy walls madly contracting
in a
paroxysm of spasms while the horse ate up the vast plain with its long
legs. And she continued coming as Wes sustained the hard pace he had
set,
reining in his own urge to just mindlessly batter his meat into her
pussy.
Instead, he guarded his thrusts by clutching her hips to control the
tempo
of their shoving hips, supplementing the natural lifting of her hips
with
a raise of his hefty grip as the horse flew through the air, and
escalating the force of gravity's effect by pulling her hips savagely
down
towards his up thrust cock when the horse landed. The effect was to
release his cock almost to the tip before her pussy walls enfolded it
again, thereby increasing her craving for his cock, and his for her
cunt.
Wes gritted his teeth to keep from shouting at the pleasurable agony.
He
just loved the way her pussy pulled and clutched at his meat,
hungering
for it as if it never wanted to let go. Under the wide-open skies, he
acknowledged the fact that he worshipped Arianne's voluptuous body,
and he
even fervently thanked God for blessing his family by sending lusty
Arianne to his equally lusty family. It was surely a match made in
heaven.
Finally, he couldn't hold back any longer, and he gushed geysers of
cum
cream into her greedy vagina, which continued to milk him dry even as
he
slowed down the horse.
When he gently pulled on the reins, Arianne thankfully thought she was
going to get a break from the mind-numbing climaxes she was
experiencing,
but Wes had other plans. He urged the horse up a steep slope. Arianne
looked up and was horrified to see that they were navigating what
looked
like a seldom-used path with loose pebbles littering the dirt. She had
horrific visions of the horse slipping and crushing them as they
rolled
down the small rise. For the moment, her fear swamped her sexual
desires.
She protested in a wail, "Wes-"
Wes soothed her, "Don't worry, sweetheart. Would I let anything happen
to
you? Now scoot forward and throw your weight towards the front." When
she
didn't move, he firmly insisted, "Go on, darlin'. You'll love it."
Arianne thought about it and realized she had indeed loved everything
they've ever done so far, so she decided to trust him again. She
followed
his directions until she was firmly gripping the protruding front part
of
the saddle, the pommel, holding it so tightly her knuckles turned
white.
Wes leaned on her back, throwing both of them forward and even further
towards the angled incline. She gasped as his prick also angled and
crazily caused tingling warmth in her pussy.
And if she had been thinking more clearly, she would have been even
more
astounded to realize that through all these, Wes had always regained
his
hard on almost immediately after each climax and had never freed
himself
from the intimate embrace of her vagina.
As they rode through the difficult path, Arianne's heart thumped in
her
chest as fear held her in its grip. However, Wes had to bite her neck
from
groaning out loud, because every terrified catch of her breath caused
a
blissful tightening of her pussy walls. He guiltily felt like a fiend,
but
that didn't stop him from making sure to direct the horse towards
every
part of the path that might cause her to be frightened, for he had a
mad
need to experience every powerful blood-constricting contraction of
her
cunt, even if it was sometimes to the point of pain. Wes simply didn't
care as long as his dick received every pleasurable stimuli possible.
After a while, Arianne soon determined they were in no real immediate
danger of dying, so she began to focus on her other senses as well,
and
immediately realized that the hard leather pommel was pressing
directly
onto her pulsating clit, making her gasp as electric tingles shot from
her
nether regions to every part of her body, making her understand why
Wes
wanted her to lean forward in the saddle.
As they struggled up the slope, the horse rocked side to side as the
horse
tried to maintain its balance, consequently squashing the pommel
against
her love nub and making Wes' stiff shaft rub against her pussy walls,
increasing the gratifying agony for both of them. So she fully yielded
to
the rocking movement and was rewarded with a scraping cock moving
within
her in very unexpected ways.
Arianne squealed softly as the exquisite torment continued, yet her
existing fear was intermingling with her need for satisfaction. Her
newfound emotions grappled within her, but also astonished her with
its
surprising effect of increasing her sexual desires. Sensing her
confusion,
Wes decided to add a pinch of unexpected pain to the mix of fear and
sexual desire. During unpredictable moments, he would twist her
nipples,
bite her neck or shoulder, pinch her love nub, or suddenly land his
full
weight on her back to force her clit hard against the pommel.
Arianne tossed her head wildly as Wes hit her pleasure spots from out
of
the blue, and in bewildering ways that increased the hurting but
pleasurable pain. She was going crazy from the barrage of sensations
assaulting her flesh. Her body thrashed and bucked wildly, straining
to
reach the release from the tension that coiled every muscle in her
body.
Wes watched in awe as she managed the unimaginable stunt of screwing
herself on his pole while maintaining her balance on top of the
struggling
horse, her body a study in desire as it writhed together with the
animal's
attempts to physically reach the summit, a goal all three were trying
to
achieve, literally and figuratively.
Arianne's savage need to climax completely took over her every thought
and
action, and despite the precarious circumstances, she managed to raise
her
hips then slam herself down onto his stiff shaft repeatedly, grabbing
the
pommel for stability and using her inner thigh muscles to grip the
horse's
sides. She was in a maelstrom of primitive desire as her cunt walls
seized
his cock with relish, her sticky sap coated his stick, and her breath
was
released in loud exhalations that rivaled with the horse's snorting.
Finally, she reached her goal, and her back arched as her hips
instinctively pumped against his to wring out every conceivable
sensation
from her climax. Her orgasms were now rolling one after the other that
she
barely noticed when Wes roared out his own release the same time the
horse
reached the top, a plateau that bordered the farm.
Arianne was feeling quite satiated and amazed at what just happened.
Her
pussy had been crammed full to overflowing with cock meat without end,
had
been incredibly hammered by a cock with the help of a horse's stride,
and
had enjoyed a lengthy and prolonged orgasm. The experience had been
heightened by the wide sweeping spaces, generating a feeling of
freedom
from doing something so private out in the open, coupled with the
forbidden thrill of fucking her brother-in-law where they could be
spied
on by anybody.
She absently noted that out of all the decorations Wes had covered his
horse with earlier, the only ones that remained were the tiny bells
tied
to its reins, which she could hear gently tinkling now instead of
frantically clanging like they did awhile ago, but the flowers and
leaves
d‚cor have totally disappeared from the force of their vigorous ride.
Still in a daze from the powerful experience, her brain barely managed
to
sort out the fact that Wes had managed to disentangle their joined
bodies,
and had turned her so that she was straddling and facing him. But the
feel
of his lips against her neck and his cock sawing her pussy groove had
her
squirming and swiftly moving back to reality.
She tossed her head and let the breezes play with her hair and cool
her
ardor. She languidly hooked her legs behind him, and breathlessly
said,
"Wes, honey, since I've successfully completed your special horse
ride,
does that qualify me as a country girl now?"
Wes looked up from his concentrated task of creating love bites along
her
neck and gave her a wicked grin, "Oowee, whoever said we were
finished,
darlin'?" Then he gently inserted his penis back into her slot.
Arianne sighed in contentment. Despite their long-drawn-out bout of
fucking, she was happy to note that Wes was still hard and rigid. But
this
time, their fucking was slow and unhurried, just a gentle grinding of
their hips together while the horse strode with a placid gait.
Her reverie was cut short by Wes singing softly in her ear, "We're
snuggled up together, like two horses matin' in a barn-"
Now Arianne knew for sure that Wes was aware of her escapade with the
twins, and in a bit of fun and revenge, she clasped his neck tightly
so
that her ample mounds mashed against his chest, planning to make him
moan
in need and then leaning back as far as she could to refuse further
contact. But her move backfired on her as he tore his shirt apart,
which
brought her sensitive nipples in direct contact with his bare skin,
making
them both moan.
She immediately dumped any plans of retreating. Instead, she massaged
her
inflamed nipples even harder on his supple firm flesh, and then
murmured
pleadingly, "Make me cum, baby! Please make me cum!"
Wes complied with her request and brought his huge palms under her
butt,
and lifted her up and down on his solid stiff shaft, while opening his
mouth wide to suckle on her bobbing breasts. Arianne clasped his head
to
her chest as his soothing thumping brought her to a sweet satisfying
climax that gently rippled through her. However, Wes' next sung lyrics
brought her up short. "There's a birthday party at Farmer Kurt's; it
will
be the perfect ending of a perfect day-"
She looked behind her shoulder, and was horrified to find that they
were
almost at the farm, and worse of all, she could make out her other
in-laws
milling about fixing decorations and adding bowls to a table already
heaping with food, presumably in preparation for a celebration. She
didn't
dare to think what they would assume if they saw her half-naked with
her
legs hugging Wes' hips, his shirt and pants undone while atop a horse.
The
truth most probably, that she had been getting a special horse ride.
She scrambled to zip up her vest and bring down her skirt. Wes
chuckled as
she tried to stamp out any evidence of any naughty goings-on. Arianne
glared at him in exasperation and finally did what she wanted to do
earlier, hit him hard on his chest with her fists, which apparently
did
not hurt him at all since it just made him laugh harder. Arianne made
annoyed noises under her breath, and then tried to figure out how to
face
front again while the horse was still moving, but she was stumped.
Taking pity on her predicament, Wes grabbed her by the waist and spun
her
easily to face the right direction. By the time they reached the yard,
she
had managed to repair most of her clothing and hair with a bit of Wes'
help. What she didn't know was that her attempts were totally useless,
because her total mien had that freshly fucked look that each and
every
one of her in-laws knew all too well.
They figured what she didn't know wouldn't hurt her, so they didn't
bother
to tease her. Besides, they hoped that Arianne would be making this a
very
special and memorable celebration to be shared by the whole family. So
instead, all of them chorused, "Surprise! Happy birthday!"