Horse-loving cousins

CHAPTER NINE

"Stand right there," Byron said, holding her firmly by the shoulders.

Marcie was burning, literally burning up with fuck-lust for this young stud. They had walked behind the garage to a small shack her Uncle Jack had built years ago. There was a small bed in it and a few chairs – a kind of guest house nobody used. Byron closed the door, slipping a worn leather strap over a nail. The girl could hear the sounds of crickets chirping all around her while the moonlight filtered through the many cracks in the walls.

"Now we're gonna find out why you really came out here to see me."

"Please…"

"Please what? Fuck you?" he asked, reaching down and unzipping his Levi's.

Marcie saw the pants open up, that long, thick cock spring up and stand straight out. She gasped in delighted surprise. She had nearly forgotten what a cock that big and thick looked like. Oh, how she wanted him to fuck her! Every nerve-ending in her body tingled as she stared at that big cock.

"Here…" He took her, his fingers around her wrist.

Marcie could feel the slick cock juice on his palm rubbing against her flesh. She trembled as he placed her hand onto the head of his prick.

"Feel it… yeah, that's it, rub my cock up and down like that for me."

Slowly her fingers closed around his prick, squeezing it greedily. Byron gasped. Marcie could feel the hot cockshaft trembling and jerking against her fingers. She gave the cock a few jerks and found her cousin growling at her, almost as Pardner had done! Men and dogs! How alike in many ways they were!

"Yeahhhhh!"

"Is it safe here? I mean, with Aunt Mary and Uncle Jack…"

"Don't worry about anything. My sister's the only one who'd come sneaking around here to see what the fuck's goin' on. Probably you told her anyway. Right?"

Byron's lips curled in sardonic amusement as Marcie lowered her eyes in guilt.

"Thought so. Doesn't matter. She knows I've been fucking half the girls around here till I went into the Marines," Byron said, wiping his nose with one hand. "Now I've got my cousin's cunt under my belt. And I'm gonna show her one hell of a time before she trots back to the city. After all, what's family for?"

"I…"

"I'm gonna fuck you till your cunt can't take anymore. That turn you on?" he said, arching his eyebrows. "You got that? You understand what I'm gonna do to you? We're gonna fuck, Marcie, right after you suck on my prick. Suckin' cock. You ever do something like that?"

She shook her head from side to side, instinctively licking her dry lips. She had heard plenty of girls talk about cock-sucking. She and Kathy had laughed over that, wondering what it would be like. That conversation she'd had with her cousin by the pool entered her mind once more. Kathy had said that sucking cock seemed so natural.

"No, nobody ever asked me," she admitted.

"Shows you the world's got plenty of dumb guys around. Come on."

He held her tightly to him. Marcie felt her body melting in front of him, a lush hotness radiating down from her tits to the fat, swollen lips of her cunt. She could feel her cunt-lips moving, swelling one over the other while pussy juice moistened her cunt slit. The girl groaned. She wrapped her fingers more tightly around her cousin's prick. The hot, thick-muscled cock flesh throbbed under her touch. Moving her fingers up a little, she could feel several big veins pulsing under her fingertips. Byron was kissing her neck again, his tongue caressing her hot, sweaty flesh while she moved her hand rhythmically back and forth. More pre-cum seeped from his piss slit, wetting down her palm. It was so weird as she jacked him off that way, pulling the tight-fitting yet flexible outer cock skin over the steely inner core of his prick.

"Yeah, Marcie, do it that way. Get on that cock! Get high on me!" Byron was sighing with pleasure, his hands rubbing over her tits. "I know you want that cock, Marcie. But you're gonna have to get down on your fuckin' knees and beg for it… that's right, baby, beg for fuckin' with my prick roddin' your fuckin' mouth."

The words should have stung her pride. Instead, they excited her more. She felt his hands slip around her shoulders and neck. He was forcing her down, down to the damp wooden floor of the small shack.

"Suck it," he whispered in her ear as he kept forcing her head down.

Marcie felt her knees bending, her body sliding down his. Her lips slipped over his brass belt buckle. She could smell his flesh through the blue cotton of his shirt. Then she felt his cock rubbing up against her chin. Moving her head back, Marcie slipped all the way to the floor, her knees hurting a little from the hardness of the splintery wood. And then… and then she could smell his crotch… that pungent, heavy aroma that seemed to trigger her off into high heat. She felt her cuntal muscles knotting up again while her heart and pulse raced madly. She let out a soft moan as she felt his hands lock around the back of her head and push her forward.

"Suck it…"

Slowly Marcie let her head sink forward until she felt something brushing over her lips. His cockhead! She could tell from the hot, wet, slippery sensation over her mouth!

"Open up and take my prick in your mouth. Come on, baby, don't fuck around with me," Byron warned, his fingers tightening around her skull.

Slowly, she parted her lips, looking at the big cock for a moment, one hand still wrapped greedily around the prickshaft just behind his cockhead. Drops of pre-cum oozed one after the other as the huge fucker throbbed with excitement! His cock was so big, so meaty! Marcie found it hard to believe she had actually had something that big and long inside her pussy. But she had! Her cunt tingled.

"Suck that cock!" he snapped. She bent forward a little more, his cockhead resting on her pouting lower lip. Immediately Marcie could taste the salty flavor of his pre-cum. It made her swallow. And the smell! Oh that wonderful aroma of an aroused male made her cunt even hotter than before! She let out a soft moan as she moved her head forward a little more. His wiry cock hairs tickled the insides of her nostrils. Byron's fingers tightened around the back of her head as he pushed her down all the way. Instantly his big cock filled her mouth. She made coughing, gagging sounds, dropping her hand away from his cock and pressing it against his thighs.

No, no, she didn't want to choke on prickmeat! But Byron wasn't paying attention to her muffled, gagged protests. He hunched fast and hard against her face, pulling at her hair, working his hips around so his prick stirred about in her mouth.

"Mmfmmfmmffffff!"

"Take it, baby, suck me off, drain my balls dry with that tongue. Yeahhh… uhhh that's it! Move that fuckin' tongue around my prick!"

He twisted his hips around more and more, making his cock push her cheeks out. Marcie felt that throbbing cock rod brush over the insides of her cheeks, then slide back until the cocktip was touching her tonsils. Her tongue laved over the cockshaft, flicking at the vein running the length of his cock, then straying forward where she brushed it against the groove of his prickhead.

"Hurhhrhrh… yeahhh, bitch. Ohhh man, never thought I'd find a cock-sucker in my own family… leastways, not one like you, baby."

"Mmmfmmfff!"

He could call her anything he wanted. Marcie was completely into this cock-sucking now, her eyes blinded with tears of joy as she sucked on the meaty cock. Hair got into her eyes as she bobbed her head back and forth, spittle frothing around the stretched corners of her mouth.

"Get on it, baby. Get it good, Marcie. Suck my cock! Yeah, take it down your throat!" Byron ordered as he fucked his cock in her mouth.

She groaned, feeling the fleshy cockhead shoving back over her tongue, fucking deeper into her throat. She sucked in a wheezing breath through her burning nostrils, then went down all the way.

"Man, oh man," Byron groaned, closing his eyes and letting his head fall back in ecstasy. "That's it, baby, that's it, suck it down! Oh wow!"

Byron let out another groan, twisting his hips around again while locking his fingers more tightly around the back of her skull.

Marcie found she couldn't breathe. But at this point she didn't care! It was so wonderfully weird having her mouth filled like that – filled with cockmeat. And all the while Byron was growling like an animal above her, his hands threatening to crush her skull like an egg. His cock hairs tickled her nostrils even more while his balls pillowed up against her small chin. His hands held her face tight against his crotch, her nose flattening against his belly. In this position, he fucked his cockmeat into her mouth, banging his slick, fat meaty cockhead against her throat again and again.

Oh, how Marcie wanted to keep that prickmeat in her! She liked the feel of the long, fat-headed cock inside her mouth. She loved the way he kept hunching his groin against her face. Instead of trying to push away now, Marcie slid both hands around his hips and pulled herself tight against him. She let him fuck her in the mouth. She felt his strong leg muscles and groaned again. No, no, she didn't want to let go!

"Man, that's it, whip a little skull on me, bitch! That's it, Marcie, gimme that good head."

The two of them rocked back and forth until she started gagging for breath. Marcie knew she had to let go. Reluctantly, Marcie let her head slide up from his groin until the bulge in her throat disappeared. She sucked in air through her nose, keeping his cock lodged in her mouth. Her tongue kept lashing over his prick, tickling the sensitive underside.

"Ohhhh, Marcie. I could let you do this all fuckin' night. But I'm hot, baby. I'm so fuckin' hot I'd shoot right down your fuckin' throat if I kept you like this," Byron admitted.

"Noooofffff!"

"It's gonna be good, baby. My prick's gonna be slidin' into your cunt, all greased down with your spit. Yeah, it was good startin' out this way. I dig gettin' good head – especially from a hot mouth like yours."

Marcie stayed on the floor. She wasn't thinking, wasn't protesting, wasn't complaining. What she was doing she liked, and she wanted more of it. He told her to help him undress, and that she did. Her hands began to work on his belt buckle. As it loosened, Byron pushed down with both hands, letting Marcie pull his pants down over his hairy ass. "Yeahhhh…"

Byron unbuttoned his shirt, slipping it from his shoulders before stepping out of his Levi's. "Play with my balls, baby. That's it, cradle them… work your tongue around 'em."

Byron let out raspy grunts as Marcie took the big, leathery ball sac in her hands and rocked his balls from side to side. At the same time, she cocked her head to the left and stuck out her tongue, trailing the tip along the cleavage separating his balls. Byron groaned, rubbing his fingers alongside her neck. "That's good, baby, wow! Man, you sure know a lot about balls."

"Ohhhh!"

"Come on. We fuck around like this any more and I'm gonna shoot jizz all over your fuckin' face."

Marcie felt her cousin's hands slipping around under her arms, lifting her from the floor. He moved her to the bed, skinning off the tight-fitting jersey she'd worn purposely to attract his attention. She loved the way that soft cotton tickled its way over her sensitive tit flesh. As it was pulled over her tits, the jersey lifted them in short tug's. How delicious that sensation was. Marcie moaned, swaying from one side to the other.

"Great tits! Big tits," Byron moaned, dropping his head and sucking and nibbling at her stiff nipples.

He was working her skirt down, stripping her, and his naked body was soon pressing against hers. She loved that feeling of his cock sliding up and down against her fuzzy cunthole, the cockhead nudging up against her clit. Marcie let her head fall back, her long blonde hair sweeping over her shoulders.

"Fuck me… fuck me," she whispered, no longer ashamed to tell him her needs.

"You're gonna get it, Marcie! Gonna fuck you good!"

"Ohhhhhhh…"

He was lowering her to the bed, his knees spreading hers apart. It was happening all over again, just like before. Only this time there was no fear, no concern about pain. Now Marcie knew the joy, the wildness she would feel in a few minutes. In another second she felt the weight of his body center around her thighs. He was pushing her legs back, raising her ass off the dirty, narrow mattress.

"Oh God…"

Her cunt-lips flattened back and his meaty prickhead picked up the slickness from her fuck hole. In a second his cock was sliding up against her clit, sending wonderful hot messages through her body.

"Fuck, fuck…" she whimpered.

He was pushing forward with his hips. That hard prick was making her feel so wild, so free! He was pushing a finger around her tense pussy-lips as well, rubbing his greasy finger back and forth over her clit. Marcie cried out, snapping her legs together, rubbing them against her cousin's sides. He was tracing the bottom of her cunt crack, rubbing the tense, throbbing muscles guarding her cuntal mouth. He smoothed his hands up and down, making the muscles relax, making the penetration easier. His cock fucked into her pussy.

Marcie's eyes fluttered open with delighted surprise. She shivered with the sexy sensation of her cunt being really filled with cock. She moved her hips, changing the angle her cunt made with his cock. His prick was nearly halfway inside her pussy when her cuntal muscles spasmed and tightened down on his fucker.

"You're the only girl who can do that! The last time, you practically made me cum early when you moved that pussy like that."

"Really?"

"Baby, slack off."

"I can't help it. I can't," she said, her cheeks flushing with shame.

In a moment Marcie could tell her spasm had passed. The cunt muscles slowly let go. In another second Byron was easing his prick through the seepy, hot folds of her cunt. He was fucking in very slowly. But still the girl trembled with fright and excitement. How deliciously strange it was to have those two conflicting sensations racing through her at the same time. It added spice to her overheated pussy.

Marcie felt her pussy stretching out around that big cock. She tensed, waiting for the cockhead to reach down to the bottom. Byron was grunting, shaking when a particularly powerful spasm passed through his cockrod. How odd! Marcie could feel those spasms. How they made her pussy vibrate in sympathy! He was fucking sooooo deep! And now she could feel his balls swinging up against her upturned ass. She could hear the slick noises of his cockshaft sliding past her cunt-lips.

"Oh, it's so good, so damned good it's killing meee!" she cried.

"Keep it up, baby, keep movin' that ass… just like you did before. Shit, this is better than before!" Byron gasped.

"Oh yeah! Yeah!"

The girl's pulse raced while her head throbbed and pounded with excitement. Marcie rocked her ass a little more, terribly aware of his chest, his legs, his arms, and his cock! She was completely under his domination, completely taken over by his cock! Oh yes, that was the way she wanted it! How good it felt when his prick dug against her cuntal walls, rubbing them into a heated frenzy. Yes, oh yes!

"Fuck it out, baby, come on and fuck it out for me!"

"Oh fuck… fuck…"

The word sounded so beautiful! And he was slowly pulling his prick out now, the elastic, itchy walls of her cunt spasming and wriggling together behind his retreating cockhead. No, she wanted his prick in, all the way in! Marcie threw her head back, letting out strained grunts through her clenched teeth. She protested, clawing her fingers around the back of his neck while struggling with her scissored legs to draw his cock back into her cunt.

"Oh man, man, you really need cockmeat inside you, huh, bitch?"

"Yes, oh yes!"

"Let's try somethin' different then… somethin' that's gonna give you a whole new experience."

What did he say? The next thing she knew, Byron was rolling around, hugging her tightly. And then… and then Marcie felt herself on top, her knees hugging him tightly, her feet pointed back toward his while her tits jiggled jauntily.

Wild! Oh wow, was she ever learning new things out here on the farm!