All the Hung Horses
(fF, best, teen, size queen, slut)

by Kysa Braswell
www.kysaonline.org

Blinda watched as Christopher and his latest conquest rode off together towards the woods. Blinda felt the tears rushing to her eyes, and there was nothing she could do to stop them. She ran back into the stable and cried her eyes out. It was just no use. No matter how hard she tried not to love him, the more she did love him. He was the only man she would ever be able to love as long as she lived. There was just no one else as far as she was concerned. She rubbed the tears out of her eyes and looked slowly around the stable. She had been practically born in this stable fifteen years ago. Her father had worked for the Butler family all his life as their horse trainer, and so had his father before him. As long as the Butlers had been keeping and training horses to race, a North had worked for them as their trainer.

Three generations of Butlers and Norths had groomed the finest horse flesh in the whole country, and now that association was going to be upset by the fact that Blinda had been born a girl and not a boy. Her father had wanted a boy in the worst way, but after she had Blinda, her mother could not have any more children.

The older Blinda got, the more she wanted to be the first female trainer the Butlers had ever had. She knew as much about horses as any man, and she could ride as well as any man. Actually, her great ambition since she was five was to be a jockey, but there were no women jockeys either. And now Christopher Butler had once more shown her that he didn't know she was alive. This was the fourth girl this week that he had taken horseback riding with him. Christopher never saw the same female twice, and at the age of twenty, he showed no signs of ever wanting to settle down with a wife and family. It was summer and Christopher was home from college. Last summer he had gone off to Europe, and that had been more unbearable than this summer had been so far. At least she got to see him, even if that's all it ever amounted to. However, there were those rare occasions when he would talk to her.

It was never much of anything. Usually it would be something like, "Hey, pony girl, saddle my horse for me, I'm going riding. And saddle one of the tamer ones for my guest." The guest was always a beautiful female who looked like she had just stepped out of a novel or off the pages of a magazine.

They were always beautiful, and whenever she was near enough to one, Blinda would feel like a boy. Blinda kicked at the dirt and almost yelled: "Why the hell can't I be a boy? I'd be better off. I wish there was some operation I could go through to become a boy. I'm no good as a girl, but I'd make the best male horse trainer and jockey there ever was."

Blinda looked out the stable entrance in the direction that Chris and Bunny - that was what he had called the girl, and she didn't seem to mind, and in fact had been falling all over him like the stupid blonde that she was - had just ridden off in. Why doesn't he ever see me? she asked of herself. Am I that ugly? She saddled her own horse and walked him out of the stable and mounted him. Whenever she got depressed she would take Old Bess out and give her a good workout. Actually the workout was more for herself than Old Bess. Blinda was the one who had to get Christopher Butler out of her system, not Old Bess.

Blinda mounted Old Bess and off they went. She thought about that one boy she had met in school this past year who had actually asked her out. It was the first time any boy had ever asked her out, and Blinda had been scared to go out with him at first, but it was her mother who made her go out. Her mother was a maid for the Butlers as had been Blinda's grandmother, and Blinda's great grandmother. Blinda could just see herself ending up as a maid for the Butlers, and so could her mother. It was her mother who surprised her by saying, "Find a nice young man and marry him and get away from this place. You'll rot here like the rest of us if you don't."

Blinda had known that her mother was right, but Blinda wanted to "rot here." She could never move away from the place and all that it meant to her. It was in her blood just like it had been in the blood of every male North. The fact that she was a female didn't change that. She had gone out with that boy - LeRoy was his name, and he was just as plain as his name implied - but she had not wanted to, even though he was the first boy who had ever asked her out. She still dreamed of the day when Chris would ride up to her window on his horse and carry her away with him. She knew that that just had to happen.

But LeRoy had not been all that shy, even though he was boring and she hated the sound of his voice after she had been with him only five minutes. LeRoy also turned out to be stronger than her, although he looked like a summer breeze would knock him over, and when he began to kiss her later that night, she wasn't able to fight him off her. And he hadn't just kissed her either. No, he had done a lot more than that. He had gone all the way and actually fucked her. Blinda wanted to turn him in for rape, but her mother wouldn't hear of it. Blinda could still remember LeRoy's naked body on hers and his huge nine-inch cock inside her. His cock was so thick that she also remember being so sore for several days afterward that she could barely walk or sit.

They had been riding in his car, and he was supposedly taking her home. In the movie he had kissed her roughly and he had even gotten his hand under her sweater and underneath her bra. Her tits still hurt from the way he had squeezed them so hard. She had not said anything at the time, but she had tried to make him see that she didn't want him to touch her anyplace, let alone touch her tits.

She had not wanted to make a scene in the movie, but now she sat way over on her side of the car looking out at the darkness, because that was all she could see. LeRoy hadn't said a word to her since they left the movie. I guess I hurt his feelings, Blinda said to herself. Serves him right for the way he man-handled my tits. He's damn lucky I didn't yell rape right out loud for what he did. He should be begging me to forgive him for doing that rather than just acting as if I committed some crime.

Then, because she was curious, she asked him the one question that had brought on everything else. "LeRoy?" she said, "have you ever fucked a girl?"

LeRoy answered very quickly as if he had anticipated her asking him just that question. "Of course I have. I'm not some stupid virgin like you."

"What's so stupid about being a virgin?" she asked.

"Everything," he said.

The next thing she said had sealed her fate for that evening. "I'll bet you're lying to me, LeRoy. I'll bet you never fucked any girl because no girl in our school would let you fuck them. You're too funny looking. I'll bet I'm the first girl you ever took out. And you know something? I'll bet you I'm the last girl you ever take out."

LeRoy turned red. "You're right about one thing. You are the last girl I'll ever take out. I plan on marrying you when we graduate at the end of next year. From now on, you and I are going steady."

With that he began to pull off onto this lonely dirt road.

"Where are you going?" she asked, forgetting everything he had just said about going steady and getting married. All that mattered now was that he was taking her off the main road and towards the woods. Now what did he have in mind to do to her?

It came to her in a flash. She just knew that he was going to try and fuck her. She could see it in the eyes. She begged him to take her home right then and there but it was no use. He kept driving down that dirt road and he was driving a lot faster than he had been when he had been on the main road. He was driving like a madman, and she felt like a trapped animal. She knew now that he was stronger than her. He had proved that in the movies when he had mangled her tits like he had, and by the way he had made her submit to him like she had. His arms were much stronger than hers. Unless she could somehow get out of the car and run away from him, she was doomed to being raped by this creep. She could see how ugly his cock must be, and she could feel it deep inside her. She was indeed a virgin, but she had read books and looked at lots of pictures.

She knew all about fucking even if she had never done it. But she was saving herself for Christopher Butler. He would be home on vacation soon, and she was building up the nerve, that is, trying to build up the nerve, to go right up to him and say, "Fuck me, Chris Butler. Fuck the only woman who could ever really love you."

And now, her virginity, her cherry, was going to be taken away by this jerk unless she could stop him somehow. She was determined to save herself and her cherry for Christopher. Someday he would want her, and she wanted to be perfect for him. She didn't want to have to tell him that LeRoy had fucked her first. Chris would feel cheated. LeRoy had stopped the car, and she had tried to get out as quick as she could. He grabbed her though before she could even open the door; he was so fast that it seemed like he had stopped the car and grabbed her all at the same time. She could feel his mouth on hers and she could feel his hand under her skirt and then under her panties. She fought as best she could, but there was just no room in the front seat to do anything. And he was a lot stronger than she, although he looked like the perfect weakling. He had his finger in her pussy already and he was working it in and out of her like crazy. In spite of herself, she could feel her cuntlips getting wet. His mouth was still full on hers and she could feel his tongue way down in her throat. She felt like she was going to gag. His finger just kept going in and out of her. Right then she made the mistake of relaxing because she thought that maybe all he wanted to do to her was finger her. That wouldn't take her cherry away. Only fucking would. Maybe if she just gave in, he would finger her and get his rocks off and then he would take her home, and that would be the end of it. But he hadn't done what she thought he would. As soon as she relaxed, he began to take her clothes off, and then he was naked and on top of her in the back seat. It all happened so fast that she was dizzy from it. He was on top of her, his cock was deep inside her, and he was fucking her. She cried when it finally struck her that he had popped her cherry, and that now, Chris would never want her because she was a little whore. And that's just how she thought of herself as she felt his cock going into her deeper and deeper and filling her up, and making her juices flow the way they did. She hated him even more, because once he had started fucking her, she had actually responded to him. She had wrapped her legs around his waist and she had put out for him the same way that she had been planning all these years - and it seemed a lot longer than it was - to put out for Chris.

This was how she had intended to act that first time with Chris, and now she was acting this way with LeRoy of all people. And she really was giving him all that she had, grinding her cunt into him just as hard as she could and kissing him all over his neck and shoulders. She had been so turned on by him that she had even cum before he did, and she had opened up wider for him, and moaning away at the top of her lungs, she had felt his cum shoot into her burning, hot pussy, and that had made her go even wilder, closing her cunt around his huge cock as tight as she could.

They hadn't talked after that, and they had just kept on fucking. Finally, he had taken her home and she had gone to her room and cried all night. Before she had gotten out of the car, he had given her his class ring and she had taken it, although she didn't want to. She even accepted his date for the next night. She reminded him though that maybe he should wear rubbers after that, but he said that since they were going to get married anyway, it didn't matter whether she became pregnant or not. The only thing that had saved her from a life of ruin with LeRoy had been his reckless driving. A week later he had smashed up his car and gotten killed in the accident. She felt bad after awhile because she had been glad that he had died, and she knew that it was wrong to think like that about anyone. Now she had more and more things to feel bad about. There was the fact that she hadn't been born a boy in the first place, the fact that Chris never paid any attention to her, the fact that she had lost her cherry before he did start paying any attention to her (if ever), and the fact that she had been glad when LeRoy had been killed in that car crash. And there are a lot more things too, she thought to herself as Old Bess made her own way. She was more or less heading in the direction that Chris and Bunny had gone off in. She wasn't really following them on purpose, but it just happened to be the way Old Bess wanted to go.

She did this all the time though, and there was no use pretending to herself that she wasn't following Chris and his new girl. She always did, and she also always lost them. She didn't really expect to come across them today either, and in a way, she was glad. She just knew that Chris fucked all the girls he took out. She didn't want to have to see him fucking someone else. That would really make her want to die. Just thinking that he did it was bad enough, but if she actually saw him lying on top of another girl with his cock in her, fucking away like he didn't care about Blinda at all, then she would feel the cheapest she had ever felt in her whole life. And she felt cheap enough because of those times that LeRoy had fucked her, and even eaten her out. And I even blew him, she said to herself, feeling more tears come to her eyes.

Old Bess was slower today than usual and she just took all the time in the world. Blinda thought of Chris and what a night in bed with him would be like. She could easily imagine his huge cock nuzzling against her. She could feel it even more as she took it in both hands and lowered her mouth on it and began to suck on it with all her might. She had never really sucked LeRoy the way she would suck Chris. That was the one thing she had saved for Chris when that right day came along. Blinda began to squirm in the saddle as she thought more and more about what their first night together was going to be like. They would do everything there was to do. They would eat each other out, and they would fuck in all the positions and Chris would stay hard the whole time, and his fucking her would erase anything that LeRoy had ever done to her. It would be as if those horrible things had never happened. Then Blinda thought that she heard noises. It was a woman's voice. It was a whisper, but she heard it just the same. She heard it loud and clear. She jumped off Old Bess and tied her to a tree and walked towards where the sound was coming from. It was a woman's voice and it sounded as if it was saying something like, "harder, do it harder."

Blinda froze in her tracks when she knew that that was what she had heard. It was louder and clearer now. "Harder, baby, fuck me just as hard as you possibly can."

She knew right then that it was Chris and that girl and that the two of them were fucking. She had to look though. She had gone this far and now she had to go the rest of the way. Maybe if she saw him fucking another girl, she could hate him, and all this torture would end. She moved closer and closer. She was in this thick clump of trees and bushes. She saw this clearing and then she saw the very thing she knew she would see. There was that girl flat on her back, her legs wide open and around Chris' waist. Chris was on top of her and his ass was bobbing up and down.

Blinda got down near the ground and she could see the sides of the girl's cunt as it opened wider and wider. All she could really see of Chris was his bobbing ass. She wanted to scream but she didn't. She lay there frozen like a rock. She could tell they were about to reach their orgasms, and she could tell when they did. They both began to shake all over as they had their orgasms. Blinda wanted to close her eyes but she couldn't. She had to watch now. But the funny thing was that she knew that this would just make her love Chris all the more, because now she saw how good he was at fucking. She had always known in her mind that he had to be the best at fucking, but now she was actually seeing for herself that he was. That girl was going insane, and it was all because of what Chris was doing to her, and what he had been doing to her, and what he would probably still do her after they had recovered from this orgasm.

Even LeRoy had been able to have three orgasms in a row without stopping, and stay hard all that time as well. Surely Chris could do a lot better than that. She wondered how many orgasms they had before this, before she heard them, before she had started to watch like she was. Maybe they had just started and she would get to see it all. In spite of how much it killed her inside to watch, she now had to see it all. Then she saw Chris get off the girl.

"Is that all?" the girl asked.

"Of course not," Chris replied, helping her to her feet. "That was just the beginning."

"So why are we standing?" the girl asked, obviously peeved at this sudden rupture in their fucking. "Let's get back down and keep fucking. That's what you brought me out here for, wasn't it?"

"I certainly did. Now wait right here."

Chris ran off into the woods and the girl just stood there looking like she didn't know what to do next. It looked to Blinda as if the girl was going to cry. Then Chris came back into the clearing. Only he was leading his horse by the reins. The girl looked at the horse and then as Chris, and then she smiled.

"I get it," she said, "we're going to fuck sitting on your horse, aren't we? That should be really good. I can't wait."

"No," Chris said, "that's not what we're going to do. That isn't what we're going to do at all. In fact, you and I aren't going to do anything at all. You and I are never going to do anything again. However, you and my horse are going to do lots together, and he's just getting ready for you now. See his hardon? It's as big as your arm, isn't it?"

Blinda couldn't help looking at the horse's huge cock, even though she had seen their cocks a million times or more. Hadn't she seen the horses fucking at mating season since she was two? Didn't she always get a secret thrill out of it? But still she looked to see what the horse's cock looked like.

The girl was the one who was scared now. "Just what do you mean by that kind of talk? You just better explain yourself, and do it now. Do you mean to say that you expect me to have sex with your horse? That you expect me to let a horse fuck me? First of all, it would kill me, and second of all, it's downright perverted. Take me home right this minute."

She went to grab her clothes off the ground and Chris just grabbed her and threw her on the ground, flat on her back. From out of nowhere he got a whip, and he began to use it on her. The girl rolled over on her stomach as fast as she could as the whip cracked into her milky, white thighs. Thighs that were still covered with Chris' and her own cum.

"You'll do just as I tell you," Chris was saying very softly. "First you are going to blow my horse and you are going to blow him good, and then you are going to let him fuck you. Don't worry, he won't kill you. He never killed any of the others, and you're a lot bigger inside than they were. A lot bigger."

Blinda watched even more closely now as Chris pulled the girl back up off the ground and pushed her towards the horse. "Now get under the horse and blow him," Chris yelled at her, and with that he cracked the whip on her bare ass again, making her scream out again. "If you don't you'll get a beating instead. It's your choice, the beating or the horse. All the other girls picked the horse. I'm sure you can see why."

The girl was crying, but she got down on her hands and knees and crawled under the horse. Chris held the horse steady by the reins and he kept poking the girl in the ass with the butt end of the whip.

"Stop wasting time," he said. "Suck on that horse's cock, and do it before I get good and mad and give you a beating anyway."

The girl grabbed for the horse's cock and just held onto it. Blinda could see the girl bringing her mouth closer and closer to the horse's cock, and then she was taking that huge piece of meat right inside her mouth, and working her mouth all around it. She did it as if she really wanted to.

Blinda couldn't take her eyes off of what was happening. She just couldn't believe what she was seeing right in front of her. It was unreal. This was all a dream. That girl wasn't sucking off that horse, and Chris wasn't really forcing her to. Blinda knew that none of this could be happening. None of it. When she opened her eyes there was the girl, and it looked as if she had more of the horse's cock in her mouth. She really did look like she liked it now, and it looked like she was getting more and more of the horse's cock in her mouth. She got as much of it in her mouth as she could hold, and then she really sucked hard on it. Blinda could hear the loud sucking noises the girl was making and she could also hear the noises Chris was making. Chris was groaning and grunting away as if it was his cock the girl was sucking. Blinda could see the agony all over his face as he watched the girl suck harder and harder on the horse.

"That's it," Chris yelled at the girl, as he waved the whip about in the air above his head, "suck on that cock just as hard as you can. Really get that meat in your mouth and suck on it. Make those juices flow."

Blinda had never seen Chris like this, and she was amazed by the way he was now acting. She was also somewhat surprised by the way the girl was now sucking on the horse's cock. Chris didn't have to force her anymore. She was doing it because she wanted to. That was obvious in her every action.

Blinda could see the horse's cock pushing out the sides of the girl's mouth. The look on the girl's face was that of a wild-woman's. The eyes were opened wide and the facial muscles were contorted in the sweet agony that only sex can cause. The horse was getting restless and excited as the girl on the ground mouthed it harder. Blinda could feel herself getting moist between her legs the more she watched. Chris was still yelling at the girl but he was incoherent and the girl hadn't been paying attention to him for some time. She had forgotten all about him. The only thing that she cared about was that huge piece of meaty shaft that was in her mouth, and that she was sucking on just as hard as she could. Blinda shoved her hand down under her blue jeans and down under her panties and felt her wet cunt. She got her finger right inside and began to finger herself, feeling her breathing increase and her whole body shake at the same time. Blinda wanted to tell the girl to stop what she was doing, but she couldn't. She was too turned on by it now, and she couldn't wait to see that horse finally cum in the girl's mouth. The girl could hardly wait herself, and she moved her mouth back and forth on the huge cock until finally it began to shoot out its slippery life-giving fluid.

The cum just poured out in gushes, and it ran down the girl's chin, down her neck, and all over her tits. The girl tried to keep as much in her mouth as possible, but there was just too much of it. Pretty soon her whole body was covered with it, and it seemed like the horse was never going to stop cumming. Blinda could feel her own orgasm coming upon her, and she began to finger herself harder and faster. Pretty soon the sweet agony of orgasm overcame her and she closed her eyes and just let the warm sensation overcome her. Her cunt filled up with her juices and they poured down all over her hand. Blinda lay on the ground for the longest time, and when she finally woke up she saw that Chris, the girl, and the horse were gone. Blinda got to her feet. She was dazed and still a little bewildered. Had she been dreaming this whole thing? She shook her head and realized that it had not been a dream at all. It had been the real thing.

Blinda lay in her bed remembering what she had seen that afternoon. Chris. That girl on her knees with the horse's cock well in her mouth. The whole picture of what had happened kept going around and around in her head, and she could see it as if it was actually happening all over again, and in her own bedroom. Blinda's naked body began to shake, and she could feel those urges coming over her again. Ever since that first time with LeRoy, Blinda had known what lust was. She actually lusted after every man she saw. Every night she lay awake like this wanting a man's cock deep inside her. And then that horse's cock appeared in her mind. It had been so huge. Blinda could still see that girl sucking on it frantically, trying to get as much of it in her mouth as she possibly could. Blinda wondered if sucking a horse's cock was the same as sucking a man's cock. Blinda had only given LeRoy that one blow job, but she could still remember it. She had loved the sweet taste of his cock, and she had loved the tangy-sweet taste of his cum even more. She could feel it now as it poured into her mouth and dripped down her throat.

Her breathing increased steadily and she reached down to her damp crotch. She had already fingered herself once tonight, and now she was at it again. She got two fingers inside her cunt this time and worked them in and out just as rapidly as she could until she was shuddering from her orgasm.

It didn't calm her body any, and she still felt the urges. She jumped out of bed, dressed quickly, and made her way out of the house very quietly. Outside she ran to the stable and quickly saddled Chris' horse. There was only one cure for the way she felt, and it had come to her all at once. She hated herself for what she was about to do, but there was no other way. She mounted the horse and headed him off towards the woods. She felt the cool night breeze against her face, and she felt the saddle rubbing into her crotch. It felt so hard, and because of that, it felt really good to her. She rode the horse to the edge of this small pond and there she dismounted. "No," she said, "I can't." And with that she ripped off her clothes and dove into the pond. The pond was fed by mountain springs and the water was ice cold. This would get it all out of her system she thought. She swam furiously in all directions, letting the ice cold water chill her to her very core. She could feel the coldness between her legs, and she could feel it in her cunt as well. There had to be some way to end these endless urges of hers. There was no telling what she might do if she let them continue. She just might end up like that girl this afternoon.

Finally, when she thought she was quite exhausted from swimming, she climbed out of the water and lay on her stomach in the grass. She could feel the horse standing just a few feet away from her, and when she looked up in his direction she could see that he had a hardon. What a great big beautiful cock, she thought to herself. There was no doubt about that. She got to her feet and walked closer to the horse. He just stood there looking off in another direction. I wonder how he felt when she was sucking him off, Blinda asked herself. I wonder if he liked it?

She began to stroke his flanks, thinking all the while about that huge cock of his. When she had sucked LeRoy off, he had gone into fits almost. Of course, Blinda had really done a job on him, and that was the reason. Blinda had given him the best blow job of his life, and as it turned out, the only one. Now there was that huge cock right in front of her and all she had to do was reach down and grab it. She thought about all the girls that Chris had brought out to the house this summer. Had he made them all suck off his horse? Probably he had, and probably they had all liked doing it. Yes, there was no doubt about that. That girl this afternoon had loved it even though she was at first repulsed by the idea. After she got that meaty shaft in her mouth though, she had gone wild. Blinda could feel the same thing happening to her. She was sure that she would love it also. She fell to her knees and took hold of the huge cock and just held onto it. All she had to do now was put it in her mouth. It was that easy. This horse had been sucked off so many times already, it was probably quite use to it. He had certainly gotten hard fast enough. Chris had probably trained him to get hard at the sight of a naked girl.

Blinda thought about Chris and about how really perverted he must be. But then here she was ready to suck off his horse. She was just as perverted, and maybe even more so. She stroked the huge cock gently, running both of her hands down the full length of it and over the huge balls that hung down.

After having seen so many horses with erections, Blinda couldn't believe that she was so amazed at the size of this one. They were all this big, but then she had never really thought about them before, and she had never held one in her hand like this. Now she was holding it, and she was stroking it, and pretty soon she would be sucking on it. Blinda knew now that she would be going all the way. There was no stopping her now. If that girl could do it, so could she. Her only regret was that Chris wouldn't be there to see her. She wanted very much for him to see her. Maybe then he would like her. Maybe then he would fuck her. She got her mouth closer and closer to the horse's cock and then she kissed the head of it. The horse moved a little, but not that much. He was standing perfectly still for the most part. She kissed the head of his cock again, and she thought he made some kind of sound. She began kissing the huge cock, up and down the entire length of it. It was so rough and so soft at the same time. She pressed her wet lips into it as hard as she could, and shivers ran throughout her body every time that she did. She could feel her whole body shaking inside, and she could feel her cunt getting moist.

Now she was under the horse, and she was half laying down, and half sitting up. She pointed the cock at her mouth and then she began to rub her face against the tip of it. She rubbed it across her forehead, across her cheeks, under her nose, across her closed lips, under her chin, and even against her tits. She pressed each nipple into the crack. The cock seemed to be throbbing in her hands, and that was when she took it in her mouth and began to suck on it. She took in just so much of it, and closed her mouth around it just as tight as she could. She worked her tongue against it, stabbing into it just as hard and as fast as she could. She slid her mouth back and forth on the hard skin and she could feel it burning up. That made her burn up as well, and made her take more and more of the cock in her mouth until she couldn't get any more of it in her mouth. It just filled her right up, and she almost thought that she was going to gag on it.

Since she only had LeRoy's cock to compare this one with, she couldn't get over how much better it was to suck on this horse's cock. It did something to her inside that LeRoy's cock hadn't done, and never would have done. This cock made her whole body quiver inside, and she could feel herself on the verge of an orgasm. LeRoy's nine-incher was plenty thick and I'm sure half of all the girls who had ever fucked him did it because of his size. Every girl in the county knew that he was really big.

She could feel that the horse was also on the verge of orgasm, and she began to work her mouth back and forth on his cock just as fast and just as hard as she could manage. She would show this horse something. Show him that she was better than all those other girls who had been sucking him off.

She really began to think of the horse as being human. He wasn't an animal to her any longer. No, he wasn't an animal at all. He was a real man. He was Chris. Blinda could see Chris in the back of her mind as she sucked harder and harder on this huge piece of burning cock that was filling up her mouth. Blinda remembered what had happened this afternoon when the horse had cum in that girl's mouth. She couldn't wait for him to cum in her mouth. She could feel it coming. Please cum now, she thought to herself, pressing her lips into the horse's heavy meat and beginning to slowly gum the rubbery flesh while slowly bobbing her head back and forth. Please cum now, she thought to herself, pressing her lips into the horse's cock just as hard as she possibly could. It was throbbing away, and she could feel it getting ready to burst wide open. The horse was moving somewhat, and she could tell that he was just as excited as she was. He was getting all worked up just as she had been worked up all along. The cock began to jerk back and forth in her mouth and then the cum just gushed running all over her body. The cum washed down her throat, and she could feel it spilling out of her mouth and running all over her body.

Her mouth was on fire, and so was the rest of her body. The cum continued to gush out of the jerking cock, and she had a hard time keeping it in her mouth. Somehow she did manage to keep the horse's cock in her mouth, and all the time that his cum was shooting out of him, she continued to suck just as hard as she could on his cock. She felt his cum running down her neck and over her tits, and she could feel it running down on her thighs even. There seemed to be no end to it, and she was glad of that. She wanted it to keep cumming like it was. She never wanted it to stop. If only Chris were here, she thought to herself. That would have made everything more perfect than it was. As it was, she knew that this had to be the most exciting moment of her life. Watching that other girl this afternoon was nothing compared to actually doing it for herself. Now she knew why that girl had acted the way she did. There was only one way to act after having done something like this. The horse's cock was still hard and still in her mouth. The cum was just dribbling out now, and eventually it stopped all together. She lay back on the ground and looked up at the under side of the horse.

He had been standing still all this time, and he was still standing still. He acted as if nothing had happened to him, as if he was totally indifferent to it all. It didn't matter what he felt though, because she knew what she felt. She knew how good it had made her feel inside. She felt the slippery cum all over her body, and she began to wipe it up with her fingers, and then she would lick on her fingers. Her mouth was overflowing still and she swallowed hard. She could feel the last of his cum going down her throat and settling in her stomach.

The horse's cock had gotten soft now. She lifted her foot and pressed it into his balls. His balls were soft and hard at the same time. She pressed in gently, and then moved her foot away. The she pressed her foot against him again, and again, and finally she could see him getting hard again.

His cock seemed to go through all kinds of contractions as it rose up into an erection. She watched it closely, not wanting to miss any of it. This was too good to miss. Soon it was completely hard and she thought about how good it would feel inside her pulsating pussy. Her cunt was really throbbing now, and the juices were running out of her as she just lay there thinking about what it would be like to have that huge cock inside her. She could just imagine what would happen to her once it was inside her. Her juices would really flow then. They might never stop flowing. She raised her hips so that she was now pressing her stomach against the huge cock. She positioned herself so that it hung between her legs and then she pressed her cuntlips right into it. She then grabbed for the stirrups, and pulled herself up so that she was pressed right against the under side of the horse. She could feel the head of his cock right at the entrance to her cunt.

For a second she was afraid that it would hurt her too much, and then she realized that she didn't care whether it hurt or not. She pressed into him and that was when she felt the huge cock begin to ease into her. The horse seemed to be moving also, and he seemed to be pressing his cock right into her the way any man would have. It was hard for her to hold herself up the way she was, but somehow she managed. She felt more and more of the horse's cock going into her. She began to rotate her hips in a circular motion, and she began to hump back and forth on the huge cock. It was sliding in and out of her now, and every time it went back in, she could feel herself shaking more and more. It was filling her right to the womb and she was trying to get as much inside her as she could. She wanted it all, but she didn't think that she was big enough inside. It'll kill me, she thought to herself. It'll split me wide open. But somehow it didn't matter to her. If she was going to die, she might as well die getting fucked by a horse. That seemed to be the best way out at the moment. She felt more and more of his cock going into her, and began to really close her cunt muscles around him. She could feel him stretching her inside, and she could feel his cock starting to throb already.

Having him cum in her mouth was one thing, but now to have him cum inside her cunt, that would really be something. She could feel it already and she began to grind into him just as hard as she could.

She could feel her own orgasm starting and she could feel her cunt filling up with her own cum. She had never had an orgasm like this, and it shook her so much that she almost lost her grip on the stirrups. She went wild then and just humped back and forth until she could feel the throbbing cock shooting off into her and filling her with its hot cream.

She yelled out at the top of her lungs and she kept grinding her pussy into him. The horse was grinding into her at the same time, and he wasn't acting as indifferent as he had. He seemed to be as turned on as she was, and that just made her feel that much better inside. The last of his cum drained into her, and with a final gasp, she let go of the stirrups and fell to the ground. She felt like a limp rag doll. She lay there breathing hard, gasping for a last breath of air. She just knew that she would die after she had gotten that last breath. Her eyes were shut tight, but she could still see that huge cock in front of her. And she could still feel it deep inside her. It had gone so far into her that she thought it was going to reach right up to her throat. She had really thought that it was going to split her in two. She reached down and began to rub her sore pussy. And it was really sore. For awhile she didn't think that the pain would ever go away. And, right then, she wasn't sure that she wanted the pain to go away. And in fact, she was almost certain that she didn't want the pain to go away.

She rolled out from under the horse and tried to get to her feet. She felt as if she should wash off before she went home. She knew that it had to be late, and she had to get home before her parents woke up and discovered she was gone. There was no telling what they might think. Also, she had to get Chris' horse back to the stable before anyone realized that she had taken it. No one was supposed to ride Chris' horse. Especially not her. She was just part of the hired help. As long as she remained on the Butler place, that's all she would ever be. But there were other things to think about now. Like the warm feeling that still overwhelmed her. It was as if that huge cock was still shooting off inside her. It felt that way to her anyway. She could feel the spasms going throughout her whole body, and she could feel her body getting warmer and warmer. Again she tried to get to her feet, but again she couldn't move. She was drained of every bit of strength that she had ever had. It was all gone now, and she would just have to lie here until some of it came back to her. Until then she just wouldn't be able to budge. She felt this whirling sensation in her head, and she could feel herself blacking out. She tried to fight it, but it was no use. She had to give into it, and that was it. Her head got lighter and lighter and pretty soon she was drifting off into a very deep sleep. It would be the deepest sleep she had ever know. Visions of that huge cock danced all around her.

"What have we here?" the tall man said, looking down at Blinda's perfectly still naked form.

It was almost dawn. Chris' horse had wandered off and was nowhere around. Blinda was still asleep and spread-eagle. The man stood above her admiring what he saw.

"No," he said, rubbing his chin, and feeling his sudden erection, "he never has brought you around. You're a new one on me."

Just by looking at her, and sniffing at the air, the man could tell that Blinda had been having sex with some type of animal, although he couldn't be sure just what type of animal it might have been.

"Yeah, I think I'll take you with me," he said, bending over her body. "You might be nice to have around at that."

First he tied her hands together, and then her feet. Not once did Blinda stir. The man lifted her up over his shoulders and carried her deeper into the woods. Eventually they came to a small cabin, and the man carried her inside and placed her on the small bed in the far corner.

The only other furniture in the cabin was a small wooden table. There were two chairs beside it, and both of them looked as if they were going to fall apart. The loud barking of a dog could be heard, and that made Blinda stir. Thinking she was just dreaming, she drifted back to sleep.

"Yes," the man said, standing by the edge of the bed looking down at her, "I think I'm going to like having you around. You're going to add something to this place. The others he took away, but not you."

The man stood there watching Blinda sleep the whole time. Finally she woke up. Her eyes opened slowly, and her awareness of where she was and what was happening came even slower. When she discovered that her hands and feet were tied, she felt the blood draining right out of her. And when she saw the man standing beside the bed, she turned a ghostly white.

"Where am I?" she demanded. "Who are you? What's the meaning of this?"

The man smiled. "I found you in the woods and I brought you here. You could have gotten killed out there by some wild animal. Not all animals are tame you know."

"Why did you tie me up like this?"

"I had my reasons," he replied, beginning to pace the cabin.

"Let me go right this minute," she yelled.

"You better lower your voice," the man said, a sudden tone of cruelty in his voice.

"You just better let me go right now," Blinda said, trying to get up off the bed.

The man ran back to the bed, pushed her back down, and slapped her hard across the face.

"You ain't going no place, cunt," the man said. "You are mine, and you are going to stay here and make me happy."

With that he slapped her across the face again and again, until he had almost knocked her out. Blinda could feel the blood dripping down her chin and from her cut lip. She could feel the pain that swept over the whole side of her face. Then she felt the man's hand between her legs. He was grabbing at her roughly, and she could feel his nails digging into her soft, still-wet cuntlips. He was hurting her, and it was obvious that that was his intention. He wanted to hurt her, and he meant to hurt her a lot more than he already was. He pushed her back so that she was lying down again and he began to get almost his whole hand inside her pussy. He moved it in and out, stroking her insides just as hard as he could. Then she thought she felt this hard object inside her. It was as hard as a man's cock, but it wasn't that. Instead it was the handle of a long, ugly whip. The man was sticking the handle right into her and working it in and out of her just as fast as he could. When she was at the point of orgasm, he pulled it out and just stood there looking down at her with this evil grin on his face.

"I could smell what you'd been doing out there," he said. "I know you were fucking something. Was it a dog? A horse maybe? I know it was some animal. You still got its cum all over your body. It's dripping all over you still. Okay, you like animals, I'll get you an animal you'll really like."

The man disappeared out of the cabin, but not for long. Pretty soon he was back inside, and with him was this huge, black dog. The dog looked as big as he was. Blinda could feel her body trembling all over.

"Ole Boxer here," the man said. "He's fucked some pretty good cunt in his day. Yeah, he's knocked off more ass than most men, let me tell you that right now. Yeah, I like Ole Boxer. He knows just how to stroke a woman's cunt, and you're going to find that out quick enough."

Blinda watched as the man released the dog. The dog walked slowly towards the bed, sniffing at the air, and catching a familiar scent.

"You see," the man said, "he knows. He can smell you."

The dog was right at the edge of the bed now and his head was just inches away from her thigh. Then the dog just got his front legs up on the bed and he stuck his head down in Blinda's cunt, his cold, wet nose pressing right into her cuntlips. Now the dog was really sniffing her.

"Yeah," the man was saying, "he sure does like the smell of female cunt. Especially when he can smell something in it, like the cum of another animal. Yeah, that's what really turns him on, and let me tell you, he's turned on plenty now. Oh yeah, his pecker is as hard as any right now, and he can't wait to use it."

Blinda could feel the dog's nose pressing right into the folds of her cunt, and then she could feel his wet, cold, rough tongue as he began to lick her cuntlips. He began to lick her all over thighs, and he was rubbing his tongue back and forth on her clit. In spite of herself, Blinda could feel a warm sensation going through her as the dog continued to lick her out like he was.

The dog knew just what to do and he was doing it. She could feel the tongue going inside her and that just made her tremble all the more.

Blinda could feel her whole body relaxing as she pressed her cunt against the dog's open mouth. He was right on the bed with her and standing between her legs, his head hanging down between her thighs.

"I knew you'd like it," the man was yelling at the top of his lungs. "Yes, I knew you would."

He was holding onto his crotch as if he was in pain. Blinda wasn't paying any attention to him though. All that she cared about right then was this dog.

"Untie me," she yelled.

The man did just that. He untied her legs, and then her hands. With her hands free, Blinda began to pull at the dog's huge cock. It wasn't as big as the horse's cock, but it was big enough. Pretty soon she was pulling the dog right down on top of her and easing his cock right inside her throbbing pussy. The dog seemed a little uncertain. Maybe he wasn't used to being on top like this, she thought to herself. Blinda was still lying on her back, and she had the dog right on top of her now. She got his cock all the way inside her and then she just began to rotate her hips in a circular motion and get her legs right up in the air. Blinda went wild when she felt the dog's cock sliding in and out of her like it now was. It would fill her up to the brim, slip almost all the way out, and then fill her up again. She closed her cunt muscles all around it, and she could feel it stroking her real hard inside.

"Keep at it," the man yelled.

Blinda meant to do just that. She could feel the dog's cock throbbing away and she wondered if any other girl had responded to him the way she was responding. She had her legs wrapped around his back and she was grinding into him with all her might. She could feel him grinding down into her, his cock going in just as deep as it could. She could also feel that he was about to cum. She could feel her own orgasm and then they came right together. The cum just shot out of the both of them. His cum came gushing into her the same way that horse's cum had gushed into her. She could feel it filling her right up inside. Her own orgasm seemed to wash down all over the dog's cock, and it acted as a lubricant more than anything else. Blinda could feel that familiar warm sensation going through her whole body. It just consumed her and made her want more and more of this dog's hard cock. The more she got, the more she wanted. Blinda knew now that no man could ever satisfy her the way these two animals had. First that horse, and now this dog. She felt like an animal herself almost. She felt wild and untamed. That just turned her on even more than she was.

The man was jumping around the cabin, pulling on his cock, and yelling at the top of his lungs.

"That's it," he was yelling, "really let him have it. Get that cock way up inside you, and really hump on it. Come on, keep going, you ain't done yet."

Blinda could feel that the dog's cock was beginning to wilt, and she didn't want that to happen. She pressed into him all the harder, and she thought she could feel him getting hard again. And that was just what was happening. The dog's cock was getting hard again, and that made Blinda press into him even harder.

The dog was getting used to this new position, and he was fucking her the way any man would have done. She could feel his tongue all over her face and neck, and she was pressing her mouth against his hairy neck. She could feel his balls slapping against her thighs as he shoved his cock deeper and deeper inside her.

He seemed to be harder this time than he had been before, and his cock even seemed bigger this time as well. Blinda could feel it going all through her and filling up her whole body and not just her cunt. She could feel it splitting her in half almost. Just like that horse had almost done.

She thought about how she had fucked that horse, and how she was now fucking this dog. I'm an animal, she wanted to yell out at the top of her lungs. Instead, she just kept pressing her cunt around the dog's hard cock, and making herself grind into him as hard as he was grinding into her.

All the while he was in her, she could feel his cock throbbing away, as she was sure he could feel her cunt throbbing away. That's it, she was almost saying out loud, you're getting me good. Keep it up like that. Keep it up for as long as you can. For awhile she thought the dog could read her mind, because he did everything she wanted him to. She liked that. Obedience is a good quality in a dog. The dog's cock was still deep inside her, and it was throbbing even more than it had been. She could feel it getting ready to explode, and then that was just what it did. It did explode, and she exploded right with it. Her cum poured out of her just as his cum poured out of him.

Her whole body was trembling and she could feel the waves going right through her and making her dizzy. The room was spinning around her head and the roof looked like it was falling right down on top of her. She felt the dog's cock easing out of her. He was no longer lying on top of her. He was standing up between her legs like he had been at the beginning. He was leaning his head down into her soft, wet cuntlips, and with his tongue he was lapping his and her cum that was all over the outside of her cunt, and all down her thighs and legs. His tongue made her feel that much warmer inside. The man had been jumping all around the cabin all this time, and he had even used a hard wooden stick on himself, and he was bleeding all over because of it. He was now standing in the middle of the cabin and the blood was gushing out of his open cuts, and his cock was spitting out its sex juices. Neither Blinda nor the man heard the sound of a horse riding up outside. Christopher Butler came bursting into the cabin and when he saw what was happening his first reaction was to laugh. Then he grabbed the man and threw him up against the wall. It was only then that the man became aware of Chris' presence.

"Where did you find that girl?" Chris yelled.

"In the woods," the man stammered. "She was just lying there without any clothes on. I could tell she had been fucking some animal, and just now she fucked my dog and she liked it."

"You know who she is?" Chris asked.

"She's just a girl," the man said, becoming very scared now. "Just like all the others you've brought here."

"She's hardly like the others," Chris yelled. "She's the daughter of my father's horse trainer. I can't have you messing around with her. With the others it doesn't matter, but not with this one."

Chris looked at the man with a look of contempt in his eyes, and then he came over to the bed. First he chased the dog away and then he lifted Blinda to her feet.

"I didn't realize you went in for this sort of thing," he said. "I'll bet you've followed me, haven't you? You've seen what I made those other girls do? Well, you probably didn't see half of what I made them do. Otherwise you would have left here a long time ago."

He handed her some clothes and told her to put them on.

"I'm taking you home before my father and your father have the whole police force out here looking for you," he said harshly. "We can't have them finding you like this, can we? Then they might want to know everything, and then we'd all be in jail. I don't think any of us would like that."

Blinda dressed as quickly as she could. She felt very close to Chris all of a sudden. In the first place, he was seeing her naked for the first time, and he was seeing her after she had just had sex with an animal. I'm sure he knows about the other night as well, she though. He knows I fucked his horse. Chris took her by the arm and led her outside. He helped her up on his horse, and then he got up right behind her. They began to ride back in the direction of the farm. Blinda could feel Chris' hard cock pressing into her ass, and that made her feel all warm inside. Maybe now he'll fuck me, she thought.

"You just better not say a word about this to anyone, you hear?" Chris said. "After all, it wouldn't look too good for you either. I know you took my horse out last night and I have a pretty good idea what you did with him."

"What should I tell my father happened?" Blinda asked.

"Tell him you went riding and that you fell off the horse and hit your head," Chris said. "It can happen to the best rider. I'll just say I found you lying on the ground, and that you were still out cold."

"Will they believe that?" she asked.

"Of course they will."

Neither one of them said another word the whole way back. At the farm, Blinda's father was the first one to see them as they rode up to the stable. He was so glad to see his daughter safe and alive that he didn't bother to ask any questions. For the next couple of days, all the excitement died down, and life on the Butler farm returned to normal. And as far as Blinda was concerned, that was the worst thing that could have happened. Chris ignored her just like he always did, and everyday he took another girl out riding. Blinda forced herself not to follow them, and the looks Chris gave her told her that she better not follow them. Blinda also managed to stay away from Chris' horse, and she didn't go near him, except to saddle him those times that Chris told her to. Other than that, she just did the work she was supposed to, and spent the rest of her time in her room fingering herself to climax.

That was the only kind of sex she allowed herself, and it was beginning to get on her nerves. She needed a lot more than just that. She needed a cock inside her; a big cock that could cum a lot. A cock like that horse had or even that dog. Blinda began to think about running away. She would go someplace where they raised horses and she would get a job taking care of them. Then at night she would sneak down into the stables and do what she had to do. She didn't dare do that now because she was so afraid that Chris would catch her. She was sure that he hated her, although she couldn't figure out why he would. After what he saw me doing, he should love me all the more for it, she said to herself over and over. But the fact of the matter was that he didn't. He seemed to think even less of her, and now he hardly said a word to her. Before, he hadn't said that much to her, and now he said even less. Blinda just couldn't take it any longer. She had to get away from him before she went crazy. And to make matters worse, Blinda now had these strange cravings for animals. Especially horses. Every night she would dream about getting fucked by a horse. Before it had been Chris that she would dream about, but now it was his horse, or anyone else's horse for that matter.

One day she finally made up her mind to leave the Butler farm, and that night she packed a suitcase, and leaving a note for her parents, she crept out of the house and made her way to the main highway on foot. There were no cars this time of night and she began to walk. She walked some distance before she went off the road and into the woods. She lay down and fell asleep as soon as her head had touched the ground. She slept soundly for about six hours and then the traffic woke her up. She got to her feet immediately and got back on the road and stuck out her thumb. Car after car passed her by and then a car with a horse trailer behind it pulled up in front of her and she ran up to its opened door. There were two men inside of it, an old man and a younger man who had the look of a jockey all over his face. This is for me, Blinda said, as she climbed in the back seat. The car shot off as soon as she was in it.

"I'm Jack," the old man said, "and this is my son, Phil. We're headed for the track up here. Where you going?"

"That's where I'm going too," Blinda said.

"You know anything about horses?" Jack asked.

"I was born on a horse," Blinda said.

"Maybe you'd like to work some for us then," Jack said. "We can't pay much, but we can feed you and buy you some clothes if you need any."

"I don't need too much," Blinda said.

Blinda noticed how Phil was looking her all over. Blinda had on a blouse and slacks and it was then that she noticed that her blouse was almost opened all the way. The top three buttons were unfastened. When she went to button them, Phil pushed her hand away and did it for her.

"You're awfully good looking," he said.

"Thank you," she said, leaning back in the seat, and sticking her tits out as far as she could.

"Yeah," he said, "I'll bet you're a mean one in bed. I'll bet you wrap those lips around a man's cock, and I'll bet you don't let up for a second."

Blinda just smiled, opening her mouth slightly and letting her tongue slip out suggestively.

"You don't talk to her like that," Jack said, looking in the rear view mirror, and getting all hot and bothered himself.

"That's quite okay," Blinda said, "I don't mind. After all, the three of us will be living together from now on. We might as well get to know each other as well as we can."

"Yeah," Phil said, climbing in the back seat, "I think we should do just that."

And with that he kissed Blinda full on the mouth. He was sitting beside her and he was grabbing at her tits. Blinda could feel his hands going under her blouse and then she could feel them right on her tits. He was squeezing them as hard as he could, and his tongue was probing deep in her mouth. Pretty soon he had her blouse and bra off and he had her stretched out on the back seat. He was still sitting up, but he was bent over her tits, and he was sucking hard on one of them. He was making the nipple real hard, and then he got as much of her tit in his mouth as he could. One thing about Blinda. She had big tits. It was impossible for Phil to get her whole tit in his mouth, but he was trying just the same. He was trying just as hard as he could, and he was getting quite a bit of her tit in his mouth, and what he had in his mouth, he was sucking on as hard as he could. Blinda was running her fingers through his hair and then she began to pull on his hair. That made him suck on her all the harder, as she knew it would. She could feel his teeth sinking into her tit, and that made her quiver all over. She could feel her cunt getting moist because of it.

"That's it," she was saying to him. "Suck me real hard. Suck me just as hard as you can. Bite me too. I love it when you bite me. I really do. Bite me harder. As hard as you can."

Phil did everything she wanted him to, and more. He was going after her cunt now, and he was pulling her blue jeans and panties down so he could get after her. Once he had them down to her knees he got his head right down between her legs, and he began to suck on her cuntlips. He began to rub his tongue back and forth on her clit, and then he got his tongue right inside her. Blinda pressed her pussy against his open mouth as hard as she could. She could feel his tongue going way inside her and that made her go all soft inside. She could feel her sex juices flowing already. He was getting right after her too and she could feel his teeth sinking into her cuntlips. That hurt at first, but after awhile it felt good, and she told him to bite her even harder, and he did. He bit her just as hard as he could, and soon he was drawing blood, along with her orgasm. He was lapping up both her blood and her cum, and he seemed to like both. He just couldn't get enough of her. It was then that Jack said that they had better stop since they were approaching the track. Hours had passed since Blinda had gotten in the car, but it seemed like such a short time had passed by.

Jack had parked the car and they - he and Phil - were putting the horses up in the stable they had been assigned. They had two horses, one male and one female. A few other people had arrived with their horses, and they were also stabling them. Blinda watched all the horses very closely. She was trying to pick out the ones that she might prefer. Right then the only thing that she could think of was getting a horse's cock inside her cunt or at least in her mouth. Phil had really eaten her out good, and she could still feel her cunt twitching from what he had done to her, but she had a feeling that that was all he could do. She had asked him many times to fuck her, but he had kept on eating her out instead. Every time she had tried to reach under his pants for his cock he had pushed her hand away. I'll bet he can't even get it up, she thought as she watched him and his father put the horses up. Well, I'll find out for sure tonight. If he can't fuck me, I'll find something that can. Phil kept looking aver at her with this sheepish grin on his face. Blinda smiled back at him. Well, you got your tongue in me, she thought. Let's see what else you can get in me. She made her way to the stable and began to look around. They would be sleeping here the whole time they were here, and she wanted to find the best place possible.

Each section of the stable was walled off from the others, and there were living accommodations in the back of them. They weren't much, but they would do. The horses stayed in front, and in the back there was a small room with two beds in it. The beds were singles, but they looked like they could hold two people. Well, she thought, one of them is going to have to hold two people. Either Phil is going to be sleeping with me, or he's going to have to bunk in with his father. Blinda couldn't imagine herself sleeping with the father.

There was a small stove and a refrigerator in the room as well. Later on, Blinda cooked a small supper, and the three of them sat around eating it. Blinda and Phil sat on one bed, and Jack sat over on the other. I guess this is how we're going to be sleeping too, Blinda thought. As far as Blinda was concerned, it didn't matter to her whether she slept with Phil. What mattered was that she get a chance at his horse. She had gotten a good look at that horse and she could see that he had an absolutely immense cock. It was soft at the time, but Blinda could picture in her mind what it would look like once it was hard, and she couldn't wait to see it hard. They finished their supper and then Jack decided to talk about his sex life with his wife. His wife had just died the year before, and as Phil told her later, that was all his father ever wanted to talk about anymore.

"Yeah," he said, "my wife was some hunk of ass. She could throw the meanest fuck in the world. She'd wrap those legs of hers around me and then she would grind that pussy of hers against me, and we would fuck like it was the last time. Yeah, we put everything in each and every fuck."

The old man went on and on like that, until finally he had fallen asleep with his clothes on. He was lying on top of the blankets, and Phil and Blinda undressed him and got him under the blankets. He didn't wake up once while they were doing it, and he had this evil grin on his face the whole time.

"He's dreaming about it," Phil said.

Phil and Blinda stood on opposite sides of the old man's bed just looking at each other.

"What he didn't tell you," Phil said, "was how my mother liked to go after the horses as well. She couldn't stay away from them. More than once I saw her sucking off one of our horses and I even saw her fuck one of them. In fact, she got this job in Mexico in a nightclub where she fucks a horse.

"You see, she really isn't dead, and in fact, she's very much alive. She does this act in this club. What they do is they tie pieces of string around the horse's cock, an inch or so apart. The louder the audience claps, the more of the horse's cock my mother lets in her.

"I guess she does pretty well at it, and once I even went and saw her do it. My father knows, but he won't admit it. He still believes she died, and it's better for him if he thinks that. Otherwise he might lose his mind completely. He couldn't stand to know the truth."

Blinda lit a cigarette and walked over to the small window. She felt restless all of a sudden. "I can see that you're just like my mother," Phil said, coming up behind her. "Yeah, I can smell it on you. You're just dying to go out there and fuck one of those horses, or at least suck one of them off. I know your kind. You're all alike, and you all smell the same. I knew that when I just saw you standing by the road. I could tell it from the way you were standing, from the way you had your legs spread."

"Is that why you can't get it up?" she said, turning on him savagely.

She was breathing fast and so was he. They looked at each other like two animals about to do battle. Phil reached behind her and got his hands in her hair and pulled her towards him. He kissed her hard on the mouth and then pushed her away.

"That's all you're good for," she said, almost spitting the words in his face.

He fell to his knees, and as he did so, he pulled her blue jeans and panties down. She could feel his tongue between her legs and he was rimming her pussy and then he was getting his tongue right inside her. She liked it at first, but then she knew she needed a lot more. She pushed him away, took off all her clothes, and went into the part of the stable where the horses were. Her pussy reeked of its juices, and she knew that her scent went just ahead of her. Let him smell me first, she said, looking at the male horse. Let him know what he's about to get. The horse was standing perfectly still. His cock was still soft. Blinda went up to him and began to stroke his flanks.

"Do you smell me yet, big boy?" she said. "Would you like to lick me out?"

The horse still didn't move. Blinda moved around in front of the horse, and pulled his head down so that it was right against her hairy mound.

"Smell that," she said in a whisper.

The horse was moving his head from side to side, and he was rubbing his nose against her hairy mound. All of a sudden she had an idea. She jumped on his neck, getting her legs right around him. His huge head was pressed in right between her legs this way, and his nose was pressed right into her pussy. She could feel him rubbing his nose around inside her and then she felt his tongue. Now he was licking her pussy as well as sniffing it. She was having a hard time holding herself up on the horse's neck like this, but then she felt someone holding her up from behind. It was Phil and he was holding her up so that she wouldn't have to hold herself up. Now she was free to do what she wanted. She pressed her pussy hard against the horse's mouth, and she felt his tongue going right inside her. She could feel how big it was, and what it was doing inside her. She could feel her juices flowing already, and she could feel her whole body trembling like it was.

She wrapped her legs around the horse's neck just as hard as she could, and she pressed her pussy into his open mouth just as hard as she could. He was making his tongue do all sorts of things inside her, and that was making her cum even more than she had been. Her cunt was filling up with her sex juices now. She closed her cunt muscles all around his tongue, and just held him tight inside her. His tongue was hard as a man's cock, and maybe even harder. She couldn't wait to get his cock inside her. That must be really something, she thought to herself. Yes, that must be really something. It's so good, she thought. It's so very good. I could have him do this forever. She pressed into the horse's mouth even harder and she felt her thighs opening even wider. The horse's tongue was going in and out of her just as fast as it could, and she was cumming just as much as she could. Her orgasm just overtook her and it made her shake all the more. She felt Phil getting weaker, and she could tell he wouldn't be able to hold her up much longer. She began to shake even more as the cum rushed out of her like it was never going to stop. The horse kept licking it all up. Finally, Phil dropped her, but she managed to hang on by herself. She finally slid down to the floor and lay there on her back. Phil was over in a corner of the stable crying like a baby. She couldn't think about him now. There were lots more important things for her to think about. She felt the horse bending over her, his head hovering just above her hairy mound. Pretty soon he was pressing his nose into her hairy mound and then he was licking the soft, wet hairs. Her hair was saturated with her cum as were her thighs. He began licking her all over in an eager fashion. Blinda just lay there letting the horse lick her wherever he wanted to. And he seemed to want to lick her in the right places. He licked her stomach and up the rippled flesh of her long slender torso. Slowly the heat of passion rose to her tits, and then back down to her hairy mound. His tongue seemed to be all over her, and she could feel it going right through her.

"That's it," she was whispering. "That feels so good."

The horse's tongue was right down between her legs now, and he was licking up the cum that was just outside her cunt. He was licking her cuntlips and her clit, and he was licking them real hard. The sensations went right through her and she didn't ever want him to stop. No, this was much too good for him to stop now. She felt the horse licking her thighs, and all the way down her legs, and then back up her legs to her still-wet pussy. There he stayed and she felt his tongue ripping her up and down and all over. Part of his tongue seemed to go inside her but most of it was pressing against the outside of her cunt.

That was okay with her. Anything this horse did was okay with her. She could still hear Phil crying off in the distance, and that turned her on even more. Let the baby cry, she thought bitterly. He's not even a man. He can't fuck, so what good is he? He's no good at all.

"What's the matter, Philly-boy?" she called out. "Can't you get it up, Philly? Is that your problem?"

"Shut up, you slut," he yelled back at her.

"Your horse can get it up, Philly," she said. "He can sure get it up even if you can't."

"I said for you to shut up. I don't care what you do, just don't talk about it."

"But I have to talk about it, Philly," she said, getting up on her knees. "I have to tell you what I'm doing. I'm getting over here so I can suck on this big piece of meat. I've never seen a cock this big, Philly. Have you?"

Blinda was now on her knees under the horse and she was holding the horse's cock in her hands.

"I've got a good hold on it, Philly," she then said. "I've got a real good hold on it. You should see what I'm doing. Yeah, you really should see it. I'm holding on real tight and I'm getting ready to get it right in my mouth. First I want to look at it real good though. I want to see just what it is I'm going to be sucking on. The more I look at it though, the more I can hardly wait to suck on it. It looks so good, and it looks so big, and it's throbbing in my hand. I'll bet he comes a lot. I'll bet he sure does."

And with that she began to suck on the horse's cock. First she kissed the head of his cock, and then she kissed him up and down the length of his cock, and she even kissed his two huge balls that hung down like two large bags. She kissed them just as hard as she had kissed his cock. Now she was kissing the head of his cock again, and then she was getting it in her mouth. It was so big, and she could only get so much of it in her mouth. She began to slide her mouth back and forth on it, and she could tell that the horse liked that. He liked it as much as she did. She really began to suck on him then and she could feel his cock jerking back and forth in her mouth already. She could feel that he was already on the verge of orgasm. She let up on him for a second, but only for a second. She was back sucking on him just as hard as she could. She could feel his cock expanding and then she felt the force of his orgasm. It almost knocked her off balance, but she managed to stay up on her knees, and she managed to get his cock well in her mouth. She didn't want to lose that. Not now she didn't. Not with his cum streaming out in her mouth like it was. She could feel it shooting out into her, and that just made her suck on him all the harder. His cock was sawing back and forth in her mouth and it was exploding like it was going to split right in half. Her mouth was filling up with his cum, and it was spilling out over her lips and running down her chin. She could feel it on her neck and running down to her tits.

His cum was slippery and it was pleasant-tasting, and she just couldn't get enough of it. She wanted it all over her body, and she managed to get it all over her body. She could feel it dripping down on her thighs, and running down between her legs. She rubbed it right into her pussy with her hand. Phil was on the verge of hysteria, but she couldn't bother with him now. She had even lost all interest in torturing him any more than she already had. He didn't even exist as far as she was concerned. He was a nonentity, and that was all he would ever be to her. Let him cry like a baby since that was all he was good for anyway. He wasn't good for anything else, that was for sure. The horse's cock was still shooting off its rocks, and she was still getting as much of it in her mouth as she could. She was drinking it right down. She could feel it burning the inside of her mouth, and the inside of her throat. She could feel it settling in her stomach and burning it as well.

The cum was just dribbling out now, but she drank down every last drop of it. Soon there was no more though. Blinda felt breathless and she felt as if she had had her share for the night. She didn't need anymore right now. She had had it all, and then some. Her cunt was still sore from the way he had sucked her off before, and she could tell that it would stay sore for some time. She got to her feet and walked over to where Phil was cringing in the corner. She got him up on his feet and let him to the bed. She undressed him and made him lie in bed, and then she lay in the bed beside him. She pressed her body up against his and began to whisper in his car.

"Just think of your horse's cock as if it was your very own," she began to say. "I sucked you off. That's what I did, I sucked you off, and I sucked you off real good. I gave you the best blow job of your life.

"If you think of it that way, it won't hurt so much. In fact, it won't hurt at all. You'll feel real good about it. You'll feel like a real man for a change. Come on now, think about it that way. Think about your horse's cock as if it was your own. Wouldn't you just love having a cock that big? No man in the whole world has a cock that big. But you do. You have the biggest cock of all of them."

She buried his face between her tits, and he was soon asleep. She saw the horse's cock in the back of her mind, and soon she was asleep also.

Blinda was the first one to wake up the next morning. She got out of bed quietly so as not to wake Phil or his father. It was just a little after dawn, but Blinda knew that she couldn't sleep any longer. She had never been able to sleep late in the morning, and she never would be able to. She went out back to where the bathrooms and showers were and she went in and washed herself. The water was ice cold, but that was just the way that she liked it. She couldn't wait to start working the horses out, and she couldn't wait for the races to begin. They'll never think to look for me here, she thought, and probably they won't even look for me to begin with. I'll bet mother's happy, Blinda thought. She always did want me to get away from that place.

"Hello, there," the booming voice said.

Blinda looked up and saw the large man enter the shower. He was over six feet tall, and he had a cock on him that looked like it was hanging right down to his knees. Blinda couldn't take her eyes off it, and she could see that he knew that, and was taking advantage of the fact.

"Don't have separate showers here for men and women," he said. "Guess we'll just have to make do with what we got. Who you with anyway?"

"I'm with Phil and Jack," she said.

"You married to Phil or something?" the man asked.

"We're thinking about it," she replied.

"You'll make him a nice wife, I'm sure," he said.

"How can you tell?" she asked, very coyly.

"That's obvious from the way you're built," he said. "You got a nice body on you that I wouldn't mind getting in my bed some night. No, I wouldn't mind that at all."

"You married?" she asked.

"No, I've never been married," he replied.

"What's your name anyway? I'm Blinda."

"My name is Tom, and I work for Mr. James Nickles," Tom relied. "He's got himself the best horse at the track this year."

"Is Mr. Nickles rich?" she asked.

"Rich ain't the word for him," Tom laughed. "He's got more money than most other people put together."

"You his trainer?" she asked.

"I'm one of them. He's got six of them, one for each horse. Yeah, Mr. Nickles don't mess around."

"Is he here?"

Tom looked at her and smiled. "He'll be here in a few days. In case you're interested, he ain't married, and he's looking for a nice looking wife to pretty up that big house of his. Yeah, he sure does want a pretty woman awfully bad."

"Well, I hope he finds one," Blinda said, turning off the water and getting ready to go.

Tom was still washing and he just looked at her. She stood there looking back at him.

"I'm not married yet," she said to him, hoping he would get what she was driving at.

He apparently did. "I go for long walks at night. It sure does get lonely walking alone. Maybe you'll join me some night."

"How about tonight?" she said.

"Nine o'clock?" he said.

"Where should I meet you?" she asked.

"Right here," he smiled. "Just for old times' sake."

Blinda laughed out loud and so did Tom. Then Blinda ran back to their small room - hers and Phil's and Jack's. Jack was awake now, but Phil was still dead to the world. Jack looked at her naked body and then hurried out to take a shower himself. Blinda had a hard time not laughing.

She looked over at Phil's sleeping form and then she went over to the bed and shook him. Phil woke up, and when he saw her he tried to hide his head under the covers again.

Yanking the covers off the bed, Blinda, said, "Time to get up, stud. You've got a lot of work to do."

With that Blinda left him lying there, dressed, and went and saddled one of the horses. For the rest of the day Blinda gave the horse a thorough workout, racing him around the track. By early evening both horse and rider were exhausted. Blinda took another shower that evening and at nine o'clock she met Tom just like she had said she would. Tom's huge frame was leaning against a tree, a cigarette dangling out of his mouth. He looked like a cowboy in a movie or on a poster. He had on a blue shirt and a pair of blue jeans.

Blinda walked up to him very slowly. "I didn't notice you out on the track all day."

"I had some things I had to do," he said, taking her hand as they walked off towards the woods. "Like what? Your boss show up?"

"Not yet, but he called and said he'll be around in a few days. I told him all about you."

"What did you tell him?"

Tom smiled. "I told him what a nice piece of ass you were, and how I was going to get to you first."

"What did he say to that?" she asked.

"He reminded me how I got to his other two wives first."

"Other two wives?"

"Yeah. He's been married twice before."

"What happened?" Blinda asked.

"They both ran off with younger men," Tom replied.

"Just how old is your boss?" Blinda then asked.

"About forty, I guess."

"That's not so old," Blinda said, thinking about it for a minute or two.

"It's not terribly old. And he can still get it up."

"That's all that counts," Blinda said, yanking her hand away from Tom's and running into the woods as fast as she could.

Tom was right behind her, running as fast as he could to try to catch up with her. Blinda was a fast runner, and she had taken him by surprise, and had therefore gotten a head start on him. Tom was still a good distance behind her, but he had her in sight the whole time.

Blinda ran around trees and backtracked and did all kinds of things to try and confuse him, but he came at her from out of nowhere and wrestled her to the ground. Blinda felt his arms around her waist and then she felt the ground coming up to meet her. She lay on her back and he lay right on top of her. They were both breathing hard, and they were both on the verge of laughing. Tom sat on her stomach and had her arms pinned to the ground. Blinda made a mock effort to try and get away, but she put no effort into it. She was just as happy to stay right where she was. She could feel his erection pressing through his pants and she could hardly wait for him to get it inside her. She could just imagine how it must feel. I'll bet it's as big as a horse's cock, she thought to herself. Or at least, I'll bet it's almost as big. She remembered how big it had been this morning when it was just soft and hanging down his leg. I'll bet it's twice that big when it's hard, she said, hoping to herself that it would be. She felt his hands going up under her blouse and then she felt him taking off her blouse and bra. He was lying flat on top of her now and she could feel him sucking hard on one of her tits. She had big tits, but he had a big mouth, and he seemed to get almost her whole tit in his mouth. She could feel her nipple getting rigid and she could feel him pressing his groin hard into hers. She began to rotate her hips under his in a circular motion, and she began to raise them off the ground as high as she could. It was hard to do that, with all his weight pressing down into her. She loved all this weight on top of her though. The heavier he felt, the better she liked it. Now she really had a man on top of her, and that was what she had always wanted. The only so-called men she had had sex with were LeRoy and Phil. And she had hated LeRoy, and Phil wasn't even a man as far as she was concerned. How could he be if he couldn't get it up?

Tom's hands were all over her and she could feel him pushing her blue jeans and panties off her. She had her hands down the back of his blue jeans and under his jockey shorts. She was rubbing his ass and then she was rimming his ass with her finger, and then she was getting her finger right inside his ass. That really turned him on, and that was when she began to work her finger in and out of his ass just as fast as she could. She really got her finger into him as deep as she could and she really began to stroke him hard inside. She could feel him lifting his ass into the air so she could get her finger in deeper.

"Do that to me," she moaned.

"I'll do a lot more than that," he grunted.

She could feel him taking off her blue jeans and panties and then she undressed him. Now they were both naked. They were both on their knees and facing one another. He threw his arms around her and she threw her arms around him. They pressed in close to one another, and their lips met in a burning kiss. She could feel his hard cock pressing in against her hairy mound and she reached down and got it right between her legs. It felt so good rubbing against her clit. She could feel him leaning back so that he was sitting back on his backside, and then she felt him lifting her slightly in the air. She wrapped her legs around him as she felt him lowering her right over his cock. She could feel the hard shaft easing right into her an inch at a time. She trembled each time she felt more of his cock go in. This is the first man, she thought to herself. The first real man.

His cock was in her all the way. She tightened her legs around him and she began to hump up and down on his cock. She would raise her hips so that his cock would slide almost all the way out of her, and then she would lower herself so that he would go back in her, all the way to the womb. He just filled her up the way those horses had filled her up and that drove her wild inside. This was the only man who would ever be able to satisfy her the way an animal could. She just knew that. There could be no other man in her life. Not Christopher Butler either. Compared to Tom, he was nothing. And besides he was nothing but a pervert anyway. She felt Tom's cock filling her up time after time. She could feel it going all through her. It filled up her whole body and not just her cunt. He was really making her quiver inside and she could already feel her sex juices flowing inside. They were dripping down his cock and right onto his balls. She could tell her juices were making his cock burn up inside. She could feel his cock the way it was burning so much, and she was sure that he could feel her burning pussy. She was kissing his neck and then she was biting right into his shoulder. She could feel him kissing her neck and shoulders, and then he was sucking on her tit again. That really made her quiver inside. He made both her nipples rigid, and he kept them rigid. She could feel both her tits swelling up, whenever he was sucking on either one of them. He went back and forth from one to the other, and he made both of them burn inside like they never had before. She could feel her whole body getting ready to explode, and she could feel that his body was getting ready to explode also. She could feel how much his cock was trembling inside her, and she could feel how it was beginning to jerk back and forth. I can hardly wait, she thought. And she didn't have to wait much longer. His seed came spilling out of him and it filled her right to the brim. Her own cum came pouring out of her seconds after his cum had shot up inside her. He kept shooting into her, and every time she felt more of his cum inside her, she just shook all the more.

"It feels so good," she moaned from way down in her throat. "It feels so very good. I don't ever want it to stop. I don't ever want you to take that beautiful cock out of me. I want your cock in me always. Always."

She thought she was going to black out, but she didn't. He let her fall back so that her back was on the ground now. His cock was still deep inside her, and he was still hard. He was still in between her legs and he was still sliding his cock in and out of her. On every inward stroke she shuddered. There was no telling now how long he could stay hard. She hoped that it could be all night. At this rate, she thought that it just might be all night at that. He pulled out of her just then, but only long enough so he could turn her over on her stomach and then he lay down on top of her, and got his cock right back inside her. It felt so much better this way. She felt him raising up on his knees and she raised up with him until she was up on all fours. Just like a couple of dogs, she thought to herself. And thinking that, she remembered that dog in that cabin and that horrible looking man. The dog had been ugly too, but his cock had felt so good inside her. She thought about that now, as Tom began humping in and out of her.

That dog had fucked her until she was too sore to stand, and now Tom was doing the exact same thing. He was making her just as sore as that dog had, and almost as sore as Chris' horse had. He was an animal in his own way, even if he wasn't really an animal in the full sense of the word. She could feel his cock sliding in and out of her and she closed her cunt muscles in all around him. That's it, she said to herself. Fuck me just as hard as you possibly can. The harder the better cause that's how I like it. I don't like it soft and gentle. No, I don't like that at all. If there was one thing Tom wasn't, it was soft and gentle. He was far from it. And he showed that over and over by the way he kept ramming his cock in and out of her. His hands were grabbing at her thighs, and then she felt his finger rimming her ass, and then probing fight inside. He shoved that in and out just as hard as he could also. He was going to cause her all the pain that he possibly could. He was going to make her as sore as any animal had ever made her. If he only knew how much I like animals too, she thought to herself, I wonder what he would think then? Would he want to watch me, the way some men would? Would he help me like Phil did? She stopped thinking though when she felt his cock shooting out more of his cum into her. It was jerking back and forth inside her, and a feeling of warmth went all through her. It just filled up every part of her and it made her burn up inside like she never had before.

She was really on fire now, and there was nothing that could ever put it out. His cum was still shooting into her, and her cum was washing down all over his cock. She was quivering and shaking all over, and she could feel that he was quivering and shaking all over also.

"Don't ever stop," she moaned.

"I don't intend to," he grunted back at her.

And it didn't look as if he ever would stop either. His cock was still hard and still inside her. She felt him still moving in and out of her, and then he pulled out completely. She felt so empty when he did that, but then she felt his cock pressing into the crack of her ass. He was rubbing it up and down in her crack and then he was pressing it against the outside of her ass. He was putting more and more pressure on it, and then she could feel his cock sliding right into her ass. He was pushing it into her an inch at a time, and the pain she felt right then was almost unbearable. The pain filled up every part of her body and she did everything that she could to keep from screaming. She loved the pain in spite of the way it made her feel, and she knew that sooner or later the pain would go away. Soon she would be stretched out enough so that it wouldn't hurt. He was doing his best to stretch her full out already, and she could feel more and more of his cock going inside her, and then she felt that he was in her all the way. His whole cock was right inside her and his balls were resting against her ass. When he began to slide his cock in and out of her, she could feel his balls slapping against her.

"Harder," she said, "do it harder. Make me really hurt inside. Make me hurt like I never have before. That's it. Do it that way harder and harder."

It seemed like he was humping into her ass for the longest time and then she felt him shooting off inside her. The force of his orgasm was almost too much for her. She fell flat on her stomach and he fell right with her. He was flat on her back and his cock was still deep inside her ass. This time he didn't stay hard, and she could feel his cock getting soft. She felt him getting off her. He was kneeling beside her now and she turned over on her back so she could see him. She looked up into his face, and for the first time she saw how rough looking he was. She reached over and grabbed hold of his wilted cock. It was all covered with a thick coat of slime, but it felt so good in her hand.

"That's all my cum and your cum," she said, stroking him back and forth.

"That's just what it is," he said.

"You know," she said, "there's only been one other man before you."

"Phil?" he asked.

"No, a guy I went to high school with," she replied. "But he got killed in a car crash. I'm glad he did because I didn't even like him."

"What about Phil? Hasn't he fucked you?"

"He can't," she replied. "He can't get it up. He's hung up on the fact that his mother used to fuck animals. I guess it had a bad effect on him."

"Well, for a girl who only fucked one other guy, you sure were pretty big inside," Tom said. "He must have had a pretty big cock."

"It wasn't him who stretched me out like that," she said.

"Then who did?" he asked, already knowing the answer.

"A horse and a dog," she replied. "They both had a lot to do with it."

Tom just looked at her, and then he got to his feet.

"How old are you anyway?" he asked.

"How old do you think I am?" she asked, squirming about on the grass.

"Probably not as old as you act," he replied, reaching down for the cigarettes in his pocket.

"I'm fifteen," she replied, getting to her feet. "Let me have one of those."

He gave her a cigarette and lit it.

"Thanks," she said.

Tom lit his own cigarette and then he said, "I knew a girl who used to fuck horses. Yeah, she fucked a whole bunch of them. One day she bet this man she could fuck as many as he brought up to her. I think she got to the fourth one and then she just died. He made a fortune on all the bets he had made against her."

"I wouldn't do anything like that," she said suddenly afraid that she might just do that.

"You say that now," Tom said, blowing out smoke rings, "but do you think you'll still say that in a couple of years?"

"Of course," she insisted.

"I should have known you were like that," he said. "Any girl who hangs around a race track has to be. Tell me, was I as good as that horse and dog?"

"You were even better," she said, pressing into him.

He pushed her away.

"I wish I could believe that," he said. "I really do."

And then he bent over and got his clothes and began to dress.

"It sure has been nice walking with you," he said. "I had planned on us doing this all season."

"And now you don't want to? Is that it?"

"Well," he said, "you might have other things you'll want to do from now on."

"Not if I can have you," she said, trying to mean it.

"You say that now, but one of these days you'll think how much better it could be with an animal and then you'll go after one, and that'll be the end of me. No, my cock isn't that big, and it can't stay hard that long."

"It's good enough for me," she insisted.

"For now it is, but not always."

She grabbed onto his arm. "It'll always be good enough for me. Please believe that."

"I want to," he said, "but you see, I just can't. I've seen too many girls like you. They all end up the same. You'll end up like that also, and I just don't want to be around to see it."

"Maybe you can change me," she cried. "Maybe you can see that that doesn't happen to me."

"I tried with that other girl, and I failed," he said. "I failed her and now she's dead. I'd fail you the same way. And like I said, I don't want to be around to see the same thing happen to you. I just couldn't take it a second time."

"It wouldn't happen to me," she said, grabbing onto him and kissing him all over his face and neck. "It wouldn't. You wouldn't fail me.

He pushed her away, and she stumbled and fell to the ground.

"Don't make this any harder than it already is," he almost yelled at her. "Can't you see what you're doing to me? Why did you have to tell me anyway? Why couldn't you have lied? Why?"

She thought he was going to cry, but he didn't. He was too manly for that. He would never cry in front of her anyway, although he might go off and cry by himself sometime. That would be his way, and he would never be like Phil, who would and did cry in front of everybody. She watched him as he walked away. She lay on the ground for the longest time and finally she got to her feet. She picked up her clothes and slowly made her way back to the stable. She hadn't even bothered to get dressed again. She was still naked. Maybe someone would see her this way and rape her. At this point she really didn't care what happened to her.

Phil and Jack were both asleep when she made her way into the room. She wondered what time it was, but she didn't bother to look and see. She walked right into the stable where the horses were and she made her way to the male stud. He was lying down and asleep. She began to stroke him and that woke him.

"I guess you're all I have left," she said, feeling herself about to cry. "Yes, I guess I am doomed just like Tom said I was. I don't care though. I don't care at all."

The horse was standing on his feet now.

"I guess he smells me," she said, seeing his erection. "Yes, he smells me all right."

She fell to her knees and brought her face right up close to his cock. She rubbed it against her cheek and then she rubbed it all over her face.

"You'll never know how good that feels to me," she said out loud. "No, you'll just never know. In fact, I don't even think that I know even."

She was holding onto it and she was rubbing it across her forehead.

"Oh, you're so very big and so very hard," she said. "No man could ever be this big and this hard. Not even Tom. He was pretty big and he was real hard, but even he wasn't this hard and this big. You are the hardest and the biggest that I've ever seen. And just think? There are probably animals, and even some horses, who are bigger and harder than you even."

She continued to rub his cock back and forth against her forehead, and then she rubbed it against her cheeks again, and then right under her nose and across her closed lips, and then on her chin, and then under her chin.

"This is the only kind of cock for me from now on," she said in a whisper.

And with that she began to suck on the head of his cock. It seemed even harder than it had the time before. It tasted so bitter too. More bitter than it had before. But that was okay with her. The more bitter he tasted, the better she liked it. In fact, it turned her on even more than she was all ready. She could feel the cock bulging out the side of her cheeks and she tried to get even more of it into her mouth. She wished she could get his whole cock in her mouth, but even she knew that that was impossible. Would she end up like that other girl? Maybe, but right now it didn't matter to her. That just might be the best way to die anyway. After all, she had to die someday, anyway. Why not die fucking a horse? What other ways were there that would feel so good? Who knows, she might die right at the point of orgasm. That way she might not even know she was even dying. She would feel the cum shooting into her, and that would be all she felt. Tom was just jealous, that's all. All men would be like that, and she was glad that she found that out now. None of them could stand the fact that they weren't super studs that they passed themselves off to be. They were nothing compared to this great big beautiful animal. She sucked harder and harder on the horse's cock, sliding her mouth back and forth on him. She could feel him throbbing already and his hooves beat a nervous tattoo on the ground as she brought him along the way she wanted him to cum. Oh cum now, she said to herself, I'm ready for you, ya beautiful stud. And she was ready at that. She was ready for anything at that point. She kept sucking just as hard as she possibly could and she could feel the horse's cock expanding in her mouth, and then she could feel the cum just shooting out of him and filling her right up and spilling over her lips. Like always, there was just too much cum for her to hold in her mouth, and too much for her to swallow. She swallowed as much as she could, but it came out too fast for her to swallow it all. And there was just too much of it. She did the best that she could, and she got as much of it as she could. The rest of it ran down her chin and down her neck and was running all over her body. She drank down his cum and felt it burning her throat. She could feel it as it ran all the way down to her stomach. The taste of it drove her out of her mind. It was so bitter and so sweet at the same time.

She felt her mouth getting hotter and hotter inside and that just made her suck on him all the harder. That just made her whole body burn up all the more inside. She could feel the twitching in her cunt, and she knew what was causing that. She thought about Chris' horse and how his cock had felt inside her, and she could just imagine how this horse's cock would feel inside her.

Thinking about Chris' horse though, she began to think about Chris. I wonder if he even knows that I'm gone? I wonder if he even cares? She knew that he couldn't possible care, and that he was probably glad to get rid of her. After all, she knew too much about him, and that was something she could have held against him. This way, he didn't have to worry about her telling anyone. Not that she would have told anyone, and not that she could have told anyone without implicating herself. She tried to blot all of that out of her mind though as she tried to concentrate on what she was doing. Sucking on this cock was the only thing that was really important to her, and she knew that. It was stiff hard, and it was still in her mouth, and that was where she always wanted to keep it. Except for those times of course when it was in her cunt. That was the only other place she wanted this cock to be. Of course, there was her ass as well. Tom had shown her how good that could feel, and if for nothing else, she could be grateful to him for that. She could feel the horse building up again and that made her suck on him all the harder. That's it, big boy, she said to herself. That's the way to do it. And with that she slid her mouth back and forth on him, closing her lips around him just as tightly as she could. She pressed her lips into the burning skin of his cock and felt his wad building up to the point where it was now spilling out into her mouth for the second time. She grabbed hold of his huge balls and held onto them with all her might. They were just as hard as his cock. It felt so good, and she didn't ever want to stop what she was doing. I won't ever stop, she felt like yelling at the top of her lungs. I won't ever stop, and there's nothing in this world that could ever make me stop.

The force of the horse's second orgasm knocked her over and she lay on her back beneath him. She looked up at his stomach and wondered what it must be like to be a female horse. That way he could mount me without any trouble. This way, if he did that, he would kill me before he could even get it inside me. She would have to find a way for her to be able to fuck this horse, or any other horse for that matter, without getting herself killed in the process. The way she had fucked Chris' horse had been too hard on her. Her arms had gotten so sore holding onto those stirrups, and she had wasted a lot of energy that way.

She got to her feet and looked at the horse. Don't worry, she said to herself. I'll find a way. With that she went into the room where Phil and Jack were still asleep. She looked at their sleeping forms and suddenly got disgusted. She grabbed a blanket and went back into the stable and curled up in a corner. This was where she belonged, and from now on this was where she would sleep. She would sleep with the horses just like she had sex with them. She had always known that horses were her whole life. Now she knew that more than ever. It wasn't long before she was sound asleep. The next morning it was Phil who found her in the stable and woke her up. Without saying a word to him she went and took her morning shower. She ignored all the remarks that the men in the shower made to her, and she didn't even once look at any of their naked bodies. She didn't have to. When she was dressed she took the horse out for a morning workout. He was a good runner and she knew that he would win many races. If nothing else, Phil was a good jockey. More than anything Blinda wanted to be able to ride in a race, but that was impossible. No woman had ever been a jockey, and no woman ever would be. She thought about this as she brought the horse back to the stable. Phil was still out on the track working the other horse out. She could just barely make him out. Jack was inside the room having a cup of coffee and smoking one of those horrible cigars of his.

He looked up at her and smiled. "How you feeling today?" he asked.

"I feel okay," she said, fixing herself a cup of coffee.

"Where's Phil?"

"He's still working Linda out on the track," she replied, sitting across the table from him.

"She's a good horse," he said. "Won a few races in her time."

"Maybe she'll win some more."

"No," he said, "she's too old. It's up to Lucky's Pride to win all the races now. He's the young one. I'll get a lot of money for stud services for him someday."

"That you will," Blinda said.

Jack was playing with his coffee cup. It was obvious that he was nervous about something.

"Are you thinking of marrying Phil?" he asked.

"Yes, I am," she replied.

"You know of course that he can never ... that you'll never have any children? You know that, don't you?"

He looked like he was on the verge of tears.

 Blinda decided to be cruel. "I know he can't get it up. I know he can't fuck me and that he can only go down on me. That's okay."

"You're just like she was," he said.

"You mean, I'm just like she is. Your wife is still alive Jack and you know that. She's alive and well in Mexico and she's fucking all the animals that she can. What's the matter? Couldn't you ever get it up with her? Is Phil really your son?"

"He most certainly is my son," Jack yelled. "You miserable little whore. You're no goddamned good. None of you are any good."

"Now, Jack," she said, getting on her knees in front of his chair, "is that any way to talk?"

"You're all no fucking good!" he said again and again.

She undid his zipper and pulled out his soft cock from behind his jockey shorts. She stroked it up and down and then she kissed it lightly on the head. It didn't look as if it would ever get hard, but she kissed it anyway. She took it in her mouth even and began to suck on it.

"Don't do that," he begged. "Please don't do that."

The more he begged her not to do it, the more she did it. She kept it up until she felt him getting hard, and that took some time, but he finally did get hard, and then she sucked on him all the more. She could feel him grabbing at her hair, and she went after him like a wild woman now.

It wasn't that long before he was shooting off in her mouth. It had been years since anyone had done this to him, and he had been saving up for this moment. The cum just came shooting out of his cock in gushes, and then he just went limp again. His whole body shook until it couldn't shake anymore. She drained the very life right out of him and then she carefully put his wilted cock back in his pants. She got to her feet and just looked down at him with this evil grin on her face.

"It's been a long time, hasn't it, old man?" she sneered. "Don't you just wish I had let you fuck me instead?"

She laughed at the top of her lungs and then she made her way outside again. It was hot out still and there was no breeze. She saw Phil ride up.

"You better go and check on your father," she said. "I don't think he's feeling too well."

She watched Phil run into the stable and that made her laugh all the more. Then she spied this huge black car driving into the area. It was obviously one of the more expensive makes and the man who owned it had to be rich. James Nickles, she thought to herself. That's who it must be. She watched the car as it drove right past her. As she found out later in the day, Tom had taken off from the tracks. Before he had left though, he had called the man he worked for to tell him he was leaving. James Nickles, who never usually left his mansion, had driven all the way out to the track by himself to try and talk Tom out of leaving. But by the time he had arrived, Tom had already left. The anger was written all over his face, and he was desperately trying to find someone who could take over for Tom. There wasn't anyone available. Everyone else at the track was working for someone else. That was when Blinda made her move. And when she saw what his horse looked like, she made her move even faster.

"I'll be your trainer," she said to Mr. Nickles, going right up to him, when she saw that he was all alone.

He had just looked at her and laughed. "Why, you're just a kid. You're still wet behind the ears."

"I may be just a kid," she said, "but I know more about horses than any man alive. I'm sure Tom told you all about me."

"So you're the girl," he said, looking her over with more interest now. "From the way Tom talked about you the other day I expected an older woman. Not that much older, but certainly not a teenager. I suppose you and Tom must have fucked before he left, didn't you?"

"All last night," she replied.

"Did he tell you he was leaving?"

"Yes he did," she lied.

"Did he say why?" James asked.

"No, he didn't mention that," she replied.

"With you here, I'm surprised he didn't stay," James said, really looking her over now. "I would have, and you can bet your last dollar that I am going to stay now that I'm here. Yes sir, I'm not leaving for anything."

"Do I get that job?" she asked.

"Wouldn't you rather be my wife instead?" he asked. "I can give you anything you ever wanted. If you like horses that much, I'll buy you all the horses you could ever want. The best horses that money can buy."

"Let me think about that for a while," she said.

"Okay, you do that. In the meantime, let me see what kind of a trainer you'll make. I'm really curious if you know as much about horses as you say."

"I know more than anybody," she said a sly smile drawing over her face, "and someday I just might show you just how much I do know."

James looked at her and a knowing smile came over his face. He didn't say anything though, and he just walked away. He turned though and said, "I'll be back later tonight."

"I'll be here," she said.

Blinda got the few things that she had and moved into the room behind the stable where Mr. Nickles' horse was. Phil and Jack didn't say a word to her when she went and got her things, and they didn't say a word to her when she left. In her new room, Blinda fixed everything just the way she liked it, and then she went out and checked on the horse.

The animal was damp with sweat and still breathing somewhat heavily.

The jockey had just brought him in from his afternoon workout. Blinda told him she would take care of the horse, and the jockey just went off without saying a word. Blinda just stood there, her mouth wide open. What a horse, she thought. What a beautiful horse. In her whole life she had never seen an animal like this. He was perfect in every way. She stroked his head, his long neck, and all across his back to his flanks. She would have to devise that method she had been thinking about the other night, and do it quickly. She could hardly wait to get this horse's cock inside her. She could see his erection now. It would fill her up to the brim, and there would be lots left over. And when he came, the force of his orgasm would probably knock her right out. She could feel her mouth watering for it and the next thing she knew she was down on her knees beside the horse, and she was grabbing for his cock.

The horse's cock was still soft, but not for long.

"Come on, Jocko," she said, calling him softly by his name. "Get hard for me, Jocko. That's it, big boy. Get hard for me. There, that's it."

Jocko's hard cock looked like the biggest cock she had ever seen in her life. For now all she wanted to do was look at it. It was just too enormous for words. She held it up in both hands and she felt its hard skin. Jocko was moving somewhat but she made him stop doing that soon enough. Now she was pressing his cock gently, and then she applied a little more pressure. Jocko seemed to like what she was doing, and he was making these soft sounds way down in his throat.

"That's it, Jocko," she said. "I'm going to make you feel okay, and you're going to make me feel okay. Just you wait and see. You and I are going to make each other feel all kinds of things. All kinds of things."

She began to stroke his cock back and forth along the whole length of his long meaty shaft, and then she even began to stroke his balls. She