Cousin’s Barnyard Fun

CHAPTER SEVEN

"Ohhh… what are you doing to me?"

He had taken off her clothes, putting them on the nearby chair in her bedroom. The blinds had been drawn to block out the blazing late-morning sun. He was crouching there behind her on the bed, that long, fat veined cock bobbing up and down between his thick-muscled legs. Barbara was panting and gasping, turning around, peering over one shoulder at the big stud.

"Just like that," he breathed, his voice raspy, shallow.

It was as if someone had set her thighs on fire! She was on her belly, her head turned to one side, one cheek pressed against the crushed pillow. Brad was working his fingers along the insides of her thighs, smoothing them against her flesh, making her bob her ass back and forth hungrily for more sensation. Yes, his hand, his fingers, his cock! She wanted it all. Crouched there like a bitch, wagging her ass for Brad, pushing her fingers into the pillow, Barbara wanted it all.

How her cunt flooded with juice! She was burning down there while her tits ached for his touch. Brad moved around, smoothing his hands over her ass then letting them trail over her hipbones. She groaned again, feeling him tug her up.

"Like that, eh baby? I knew you liked getting fucked! Man, you practically snapped my fuckin' cock off last time," Brad said, hooking one hand under her belly. He was stroking her navel, her ribcage, then finally rubbing his knuckles over her tits.

"God, oh God!"

She wagged her ass around more, spreading her knees further apart. He was touching her nipple now, pinching it, rolling it between his thumb and forefinger while brushing his cock up against her ass. Barbara growled, bobbing her ass back and forth, whistling through her flared nostrils. How good, how deliciously good it was having that man behind her, rubbing up against her while she knelt down on the mattress with her ass high in the air! She felt the cooler air blow up against her hot cunt-lips, felt the juice frothing out of her fuzzy pussy and trickling down the backs of her thighs.

"Uhhhh…"

What did he look like? Turning around, peering heavy-lidded through her eyelashes, Barbara found herself staring at Brad. He was hunkered low behind her, knees spread apart for power. He was like a dog, dogs hunkered down for power, she thought. She remembered hearing the bitches yowling in delight and pain. And then she remembered she had crouched down, letting Pardner have his way with her with his tongue!

Images of the man and dog blurred in her mind as Barbara tossed her ass around.

"Oh God, God, this is too much," the woman groaned.

"Wait till I give you my cock, baby. Then you can say it."

"Ohhhhhh…"

Oh, she felt his cock, felt it rubbing up against her ass once more. She pranced her ass for it. She wanted to be caught like this then raped by that hard thing. Sucking in her lower lip and biting down hard Barbara pushed a hand under her belly, moving it back, back between her spread thighs. She could feel that thing settling down against her cuntal mound. Her juices were coating down the fat cock-head.

And then there was the sensation of Brad's callused fingers. He was spreading her thighs farther apart with those big strong hands. She felt her knees moving apart. In a moment he had peeled her wide open, split her in two.

Then there was the sensation of his knees pressing up against the backs of her legs. He was fucking her doggie style, ready to stick his prick into her the same way Pardner would have fucked her if she'd let him.

Again the terrible image of a dog fucking her flashed through her mind. But Barbara didn't have time to dwell on it. In a moment she felt him driving his cock into her pussy, tucking under and up, shoving forward so hard he took her knees off the mattress.

"Aaaahhhhhhh."

Barbara shook her head from left to right, gasping and panting as the big head lodged itself in her cunt.

"Deeeeeeep! It's going so deeeeeeep!"

She had forgotten what a stud this man was! Her eyes opened wide, her lungs feeling as if they were going to burst. A cock in her cunt.

Oh God, it was so good, so deliciously good!

Again Barbara gasped with delight, tossing her head back and forth. Her hair tangled luxuriously around her neck as she tried filling her lungs with more oxygen to feed her body.

"Love it… oh I love it," she confessed shamelessly.

"Knew you would, baby. You're the… Uhhh… the kinda woman who needs this kinda shit. You need a cock every day. And as long as you're around here you're gonna get mine."

She felt him kissing her between the shoulder blades, then bending forward a little and biting the nape of her neck. It was wonderful. His hands were braced on the outer curves of her ass, bracing his body while he drove yet another throbbing inch of his cock-meat into her pussy. Ohhh, the greasy, slippery slide of it as it squeezed into her cunt drove Barbara mad!

"No, no, no!"

She bit her arm, then dropped her head once more and tore at the pillow. It was good, madly good! Long strings of drool oozed from her mouth, wetting down the sheets. Her arms trembled, elbows bowing out, then finally giving way completely. Her ass was still high, however, prancing madly as Brad dug his fingers into her hips and fucked deep again.

Sometimes, as mad as it was, the only thing that touched her was his prick and his fingers. He had them hooked around her hipbones, gripping her firmly. She wiggled in his grip. It was wonderful feeling his legs up against hers, his hands smoothing over her body, pinching the silky flesh, then reaching down and massaging her hanging, swinging tits. Yes, the way he pinched her nipples, rolling those rubbery beads between his fingers made her want to shout the walls down.

"Fuck! Fuck!"

Barbara was gasping in lungfuls of air, still feeling as if she were strangling. He was moving his hips around and around, stirring his cock inside her as he had before. This time he was behind her, mounting her like a rider mounting his stallion. She felt his balls flattening up against her ass while his fingers dug into the soft, resilient flesh of her asscheeks. And all the while his prick was inside, moving around and around, the wiry hairs stimulating the nerve-rich center of her erect clit!

He was kissing the nape of her neck again. She could feel his strong, washboard belly pressing against her ass and back. He was climbing her, actually climbing her while fucking powerfully into her cunt. The fat cock made squishy, sexy noises as it probed deep into her steaming cunt. It was a piece of heaven! Barbara couldn't stand much more of this. She clutched the sheets in her hands and whimpered, throwing her head back as yet more of his thick hunk of cock meat impaled her cunt.

"Uhhhhh… oh no more, no more… can't take any more!"

Her mind was splintering, shattering into millions of bright, exploding pieces. Fucking. Fucking. Oh, there could be nothing in the world like it.

"Nice, real nice," Brad groaned, stopping for a moment.

The two of them crouched there for several minutes, each feeling the body of the other pressing against their own. Barbara felt Brad's prick jerking around inside her, rubbing against the seepy, sensitive lining of her pussy, sending out those delightful sparks through her body.

"Fuck!"

He moved a little, slipping his cock in and out with fast, jerky little hunches while grunting like some kind of wild, rutting animal. She could feel his sweat dripping down on her back, spattering on her curved spine. Barbara arched her back like a cat, digging her nails into the wrinkled top sheet while spreading her knees yet farther apart. Her ass dipped down.

"Hey, get it up there or I'm gonna slip out," Brad warned.

No! That couldn't happen! She did as she was told, drawing her legs together. Slowly, gradually Brad was easing his cock from her cunt. She felt hot streaks of her juice dribbling down, oozing down her thighs. She knew she was soaked, frothing with her juices. She had never been so wet in her life, not even with Brad the first time. The dog, everything had conspired against her, making her this hot! She wanted to stay all day with Brad, to become his slavish mistress here at the ranch.

"Fuck me. Oh please, do it, do it, do it!" she cried frantically.

Barbara was whimpering with lust, feeling herself dangerously close to orgasm. Brad realized this and slowed down. How good again it was to feel his long cock throbbing in her cunt, beating out a crazy, delicious rhythm. She felt those tiny muscles cramping again, squeezing tightly around it, holding it in a well-oiled trap.

"Uhhhhh… ohhhhh fuck it out, ohhhh baby, come on, fuck it out with me!"

More hands on her, turning her around. Barbara felt herself rolling onto the bed, felt her spine touching the mattress. In a moment Brad was on top of her, his cock never having left her cunt for an instant! She cried out, drawing her nails over his chest as she placed her naked soles against the bed and raised her ass several inches off the sheets.

"Man, you're a wild woman, baby, a real wild woman!"

An animal! That's what she was, a woman who acted like an animal, who loved to be fucked by animals. And Brad was nothing more than that himself.

"Do it! Do it! Fuck me, fuck me!" she babbled mindlessly.

"Man, beg me for it. Come on, beg for it. I wanna hear you beg me for my prick!"

Barbara groaned, twisting her body around, curling her fingers and digging her nails into the back of his neck. Brad groaned, shaking his body when the pain began to become too great.

"Beg for it!"

"Oh please, please fuck me!"

"Okay, bitch, take it!"

The words echoed in her ears. He hunched forward again hard, juice spraying out from her cunt as his cock torpedoed into her pussy. Barbara screamed, arching her head back, the cords on her neck sticking out. Strangled cries of unspeakable delight ripped from her throat as her cunt boiled with hot juice. He was stroking regularly now, pile-driving his cock in and out, in and out, his balls swinging up and slapping against her asscheeks.

"Take it, take it, take it," he grunted with each forward fucking thrust.

"Ohhhhhh…"

He was going to make it. She knew he was going to cum in a moment. She could feel his prick jerking and bumping around inside her pussy.

"Please, don't… don't cum yet. Oh, I'm not ready," the young blonde pleaded.

"Don't move then, or I'm gonna pop," Brad warned.

Barbara bit on her lower lip until she drew blood, trying desperately not to move her ass. Oh, it was so hard, so very hard to keep still when something that big and exciting was inside her! But somehow she managed, keeping her ass flat against the mattress while holding onto the big stud pinning her down.

"Oh! Oh! Oh!"

Barbara felt herself coming unglued. She tried just to lay there, to remain still while that fat cunt-splitter jerked inside her. But it was impossible. Brad's body, his hands, his cock working around inside her clutching pussy were too much for the frantic blonde to stand. She lay spread out like a speared fish on the mattress, twitching and jerking, her ass bucking against the bed as she began her climax.

"Uhhhhh…"

It was like having a volcano inside her belly. Snapping her head back and arching her spine, Barbara felt the room slipping out of focus. Her eyes glazed and rolled up while her knees jerked hard against Brad's sides. She was prancing her ass up and down for more sensation, for more cockmeat. She clawed at the ranch hand's back, raking his flesh with her fingernails while the balls of her feet beat steadily against his lower back. Behind her Barbara could hear the headboard clattering against the wall. The bed groaned and squeaked with her movements while her wailing cries bounced off the ceiling.

The woman could only think she was being fucked by the fattest, longest, hottest and hardest prick in the world!

"Work it out, baby, come on, work it out. Make me… uhhh… make me shoot my wad in you nice and hard," Brad groaned.

"Nooo… Nghhhhhhh…"

Barbara screamed again and again, humping her thighs upward, working her hips from side to side in order to feel that plum-like cockhead stirring her insides around. That delicious hot/chilliness began all over again, rushing through her belly, then spreading like a fog into her cunt. Her pussy muscles contracted again and again, the lips mouthing Brad's sinking prick while her ass moved from left to right.

"Cum! Cum! Cummmmmmm!"

Barbara was going wild, screaming for Brad to unload his jizz.

"Baby, gonna… Aaaahhhhhh, fuck! Fuck it out, fuck!"

He was doing it! Lord, he was doing it, fucking out his cum! Barbara felt his body jerking hard and fast on top of hers. His fingers bruised her shoulders while his knees twitched against hers. Then there was that steady throbbing of his dick, that regular jerking that told her he was spilling his load in her cunt. Yes, oh God yes, he was spraying her with his jizz!

"Yaggggghhhhhhh!"

Her soul exploded with a white lightning-like fury. Barbara could feel Brad sending stream after thick stream of his jizz deep into her tight cunt. He jerked all over her, pushing her deep into the mattress while still holding her down firmly with his big fingers.

"Uhhhh… baby, oh baby, you're… uhhh… ahhhhhh fuck!"

Barbara felt his load jetting out, splattering against the convulsing slick sides of her pussy, feeling that spunk burning into her cuntal walls like acid. His prickhead squeezed tight again and again, throwing out wads of cum in thick, fast jerks. Again and again the hot white stuff sprayed out, sucking down her cuntal walls until Barbara thought she would be spitting out the cum from her mouth!

Quickly she moved her hands up, fastening them around Brad's neck as she felt the final throbbing of his cock spit out another load into her juicy cunt. She exploded again and again, finally collapsing exhausted from the workout and her violent climax. It was hard, so hard to breathe now! Twisting her head around, Barbara opened her mouth and gasped for oxygen.

"God… my God… Ohhhhhh, that was soooooooo… so very good," she crooned.

"Good fuck, baby. Real good. Don't understand why you don't do it more," Brad said, resting on top of her.

"Don't… don't say things like that," the woman replied, keeping her head turned from him.

In spite of everything she had experienced and thought Barbara was still having a hard time dealing with her sexuality, with the things it was making her do and think.

"Bet you could do something really… well, you know, wild… kinky," Brad murmured, moving his head around and licking the sides of her neck.

Barbara stiffened, feeling her heart start to pound faster. Did he suspect something about her… something more than that little innocent incident in the barn? Surely she could talk her way out of that one if she had to. But if he had seen her with the dog out there that night there could be no explanation! She turned her head around and tried to look up as coolly as possible.

"I don't know what you mean."

Brad smiled, moving his hips slightly so she could still feel his prick slipping in and out of her squishy, cum-filled cunt. Barbara shivered, closing her eyes until the delightful aftershock passed.

"Sure you don't, tell you what," he said, beginning to work his softening cock from her cunt. "You meet me tomorrow night and we'll talk about it… down there by the bunkhouses."

"I… I won't come," Barbara said, feeling a rush of excitement make her skin glow.

Brad only laughed, still holding her down while pulling the bloated cock from her pussy with a wet, squishing sound.