Stable girl

CHAPTER THREE

Tamara moved onto her belly, propping her upper body up with her elbows so that her nipples grazed the ground.

The horse's long yellow tail was flat on the floor of the forest, at that moment between Tamara's tits.

She could feel the soft fur of Golden Flash's tail rubbing against her cleavage, making her feel womanly.

She had the palms of her hands flat on the horse's loins, rubbing his lower belly on either side of his cock shaft.

Every time she looked at the horse's humongous dong she wondered if it would fit inside her tight pussy.

She felt fear and desire together, and she was starting to think that she would have to content herself with having oral sex with the steed for the time being. She could tell that she was still too scared to let the horse fuck her – that is if the horse decided to give her a choice in the matter.

She knew that animals acted just like animals when they were horny.

She knew that there was no such thing as consenting adults in the wild.

When the male wanted to get laid, he just went out and found hot pussy.

Golden Flash had never been denied by a mare before. He would not understand the little girl's rejection if it came to that.

Tamara found herself hoping that the come she would give him with her hands and her mouth would appease him – at least for the time being.

She knew that she had a lot of soul-searching to do before she could allow the twelve inch pole to be rammed through her cherry.

She could be seriously hurt, and she did not want to be found bleeding to death from the wound that prick might open deep inside her cunt past the mouth of her womb!

Tamara switched to the flat part of her tongue and licked at the horse's scrotum until the whole sack was wet and shiny in the moonlight from the hot spittle she spilled.

There was something about the taste of the horse that made her taste buds tingle with sexual arousal.

Golden Flash's flavor made the tiny blonde virgin's salivary gland go berserk so that her mouth seemed always to be filled with fluid.

Instead of swallowing more frequently to compensate for the excess spit, she allowed it to drool over her protruding lower lip onto Golden Flash's balls.

She knew that she could wait no longer to touch the horse's prick. The steed needed to be stroked.

She touched the very tip of his cock, which was resting far up on his belly, a foot from the base.

There was a fur sheath at the base of the horse's prick that had been stretched open by his erection.

Tamara could sense the horse's muscles tensing, and Golden Flash began to move his hips up and down.

He moved his tremendously strong haunches as if he were imagining his cock already inside her pussy.

The tiny blonde lightly ran her arched fingertips up and down the underside of Golden Flash's pole.

She caressed him all the way from the tip of his lance to the base – which was a long caress.

The horse's chest heaved even harder, and his hind quarters movement became steadily more violent.

There was a little saliva dripping from the tip of Golden Flash's tongue as his arousal grew in intensity.

Tamara couldn't help but wonder just how much it would take to make the steed have his terrific orgasm.

She was a little ashamed at her naivete. She didn't even knew what the horse's semen would look like.

She didn't know how much of it there would be, and she had no concept of the texture of his seed.

She moved her mouth so that it was hovering above his chock full scrotal sack and puckered her lips.

First she blew cool air onto his wet balls, which apparently felt very good, as it made him snap upward with his loins.

She then lowered her head, again finding that she had to pull her long blonde hair out of her face.

She knew that there was no way she would be able to suck on the horse's cock, as she would a man's.

She hoped that she would be able to get his rocks off by licking his prick while she jacked him off with an open palm.

Tamara showered his nuts with little peck kisses and then placed the tip of her tongue at the base of his humongous dong, on the underside facing her.

She flicked the tip of her tongue back and forth and crawled upward so that her breasts were against the horse's haunches, and she could feel her hot nipples pressing firmly against the blonde fur.

The little girl quickly became more enthusiastic as she licked and was soon using the flat part of her tongue to lick at the entire length of that beet red pole.

She could tell that the shaft of the foot-long rod was thoroughly engorged with blood. It was awesome.

The horse prick looked as if it would explode if another drop of blood tried to pump its way inside.

She could see the lance bouncing up and down on Golden Flash's belly as she licked him enthusiastically.

The cock was throbbing hard, making it bounce that way, throbbing once for every beat of the steed's heart.

Tamara continued to tickle his balls as she licked at the tip of his red prick, again using the tip of her tongue.

She ran the fingers on her free hand between the horse's belly and the top of the cock shaft so she could lift the tip upward and get at it better with her mouth.

She could see the little hole at the tip of his prick.

It had swollen lips on either side of it that made it look like a mouth.

The lips were moving, making the hole open and close rapidly.

The little girl couldn't help but think that this hole looked like it was trying in vain to speak and communicate with her. But it didn't have to make a single sound for Tamara to understand. She knew that the tiny hole at the tip of the cock was aching to puke out its horse come!

She kept her palm on his balls, holding as much of the sack as she could, with her fingers stretched apart.

She began to pump at the horse's balls, to enhance the pleasure he was already feeling in his firm loins.

She pumped once for every beat of his heart and in this manner simulated the horse's natural throbbing.

Tamara wrapped her fingers as far as she could around the thick stalk of the cock and was not at all surprised to find that they didn't make it all the way around, not even with the help of her long fingernails.

But she got a firm enough grip to lift the heavy cock away from his belly, moving her head forward so she could playfully toy with the hole at the tip using the flicking tip of her tingling, slightly swollen, tongue.

She could tell that the horse would soon be moving his hips too hard for this type of subtle caress to be possible.

She opened her mouth as far as she could and got as much of the cock in between her lips as she could.

She released her grip on his testicles so she could use both hands to pump up and down on his cock.

She wanted the horse to come while her mouth was wrapped tightly around his piss hole, so she would be able to taste his semen. Some thing deep inside told the little girl that she was going to love the taste of horsy come a lot.

She found that she could get her hands all the way around the base of his erect prick if she used them both at the same time.

She intertwined her fingers and pressed her palms against the stalk.

Then she worked her hands together up and down the shaft, never removing her mouth from the tip.

She sucked so hard that she hollowed her cheeks with the vacuum being created inside her oral cavity.

The little girl was careful at all times to keep her lips curled over her perfectly straight pearly white teeth.

She did not want to scrape the humongous phallus with her sharp teeth, knowing that this would hurt the beast.

The last thing Tamara Knudson wanted to do was cause the horse the slightest discomfort, especially not on the part of his anatomy that was by far the most sensitive.

She rode up and down on his haunches.

Flash bucked wildly.

He moved his ass up and down with a fury.

He whinnied loudly.

And he shot his thick wad right into Tamara's mouth!

The orgasm caught the little girl by surprise.

Before she could mentally prepare herself he shot his cream.

She was a little startled as her mouth was filled with goo.

His silver seed was a lot hotter than she thought it would be.

For a moment she thought her cheeks and tongue were being scalded.

There was also a lot more of the horse come than she might have imagined.

She puffed out her cheeks and began to swallow as hard as she could in a vain attempt to keep all of the sticky semen inside her mouth.

The initial blast was just too much for her to handle and she could feel the cream oozing from the stretched corners of her gaping mouth, rolling slowly down onto her chin where some cooled and remained, and some dripped down onto the side of Golden Flash's thick cock shaft.

She found that the horse come had the texture of raw egg whites, and she loved the way it felt as it slithered down her gullet.

She could feel the horse sperm clustering in a warm ball at the pit of her waiting tummy. It felt nice.

She continued to suck and found that after that first blast she had matters very much in control.

Once the come had cooled enough for her – to savor the flavor, she found she liked the taste tremendously.

She continued to pump as all of the lithe muscles in the steed's body tensed and trembled at the same time.

She thought that his come tasted a little fishy, and there was a bit of the barnyard in the salty stuff.

Yet she thought that the flavor was refreshing, and she sucked it down her throat as if it were an elixir of life.

During the time Tamara had spent in the library reading everything she could get her hands on about sex, she had read that a man's come was almost one-hundred percent protein, and thus very good for a little girl to drink.

She didn't know for sure if the same were true of a male horse's come, but she figured it was.

After all, horses and people were both mammals, and there wasn't that much of a difference in their chemistry.

The come stopped spitting out the hole as the tip of his cock and his haunches stopped pumping together.

The pretty little blonde could tell that the horse's orgasm was over. She imagined that his afterglow filled him with contentment just as her own did, after he licked her to climax.

She pulled her mouth away from the tip of his cock and already she could feel the phallus losing its urgent rigidity.

She could tell that the cock was going to retreat back inside its furry sheath now that his passion was appeased.

She could feel the come that remained on her face and used a long curious tongue to lick her face clean as much as she could.

She could then see that there was some of the white cream on the sides of Golden Flash's deflating cock shaft.

The little girl licked at the shrinking prick as if it were an all-day sucker, and didn't stop licking until the only thing that made the shaft of the dong wet was her own hot saliva, still being over-produced by the gland beneath the virgin's tongue.

When that was through Tamara got herself up on her bands and knees and composed herself for a moment before rising to her feet.

She made the little clucking sound inside her mouth and the horse stood also.

She climbed up on top of Golden Flash, no longer feeling as if they were rider and beast of burden.

She felt as if they had merged, and had become a sexual unit.

She dug into his sides lightly with her heels and he walked slowly. She turned him toward the house where she could still see the living room lights on through the thick trees.

"We had better get you back in your stall before I get out of control and take you on for real," Tamara said, her voice breathless. She knew that she would probably have to masturbate before she could even think about going to sleep that night.

Yet she daren't risk taking that cock inside her. Somehow she knew she could take the whole thing inside, but it was too much of a risk for her to take – at least – until she found out some more on the subject.

She did not make the horse run, and was content to let him walk back toward the house.

Tamara could tell that the horse was in no hurry to return, and it was a beautiful night, so they dawdled together on the return journey, occasionally stopping just so Tamara could lean forward and whisper sweet nothings in Golden Flash's pointy and perked ears.

It never occurred to the little girl that her brother might have returned to the house while she was out sharing orgasms with the golden steed.

When she had stripped off her clothes up in her bedroom and charged into the night without a stitch on, it never crossed her mind that she might get trapped outside the house without anything to put on.

She did think about it as she approached the house however.

Tamara looked at the farm house carefully from her perch.

She looked for signs of life inside and found none.

The lights she had turned off were still off and the lights she had left on were still on.

There was no movement inside any of the windows where there was light.

She breathed a sigh of relief, thinking erroneously that the coast was clear.

At the front of the stable she hopped off of Golden Flash and walked to his front so she could rub her face and tongue against his nose and mouth.

"Someday, maybe we can be lovers for real," the little girl said.

The sound of her own words made her cunt throb sharply. She couldn't believe that it had only been a matter of hours since she discovered the joys of sexual pleasure.

It seemed like her masturbation session had taken place an eternity before. A life-time had passed.

She knew that she would have to go straight to her room and make herself come again after she put her steed, her lover, in his stall for the night.

Tamara wondered if she would be jealous when the steed was put out to stud with the mares in heat.

She laughed at herself for being so silly, and told herself that she would have to concentrate on keeping both feet on the ground.

She was starting to worry that she was turning into a nymphomaniac. Something in the back of her mind told her that the intensity of her sexual desire was simply not normal for a girl her age.

At that moment Tamara's older brother Larry was sitting at the kitchen table in the dark wondering why he was alone.

The party he had been at had been called short when a bunch of hoods from the next town over had showed up at their clubhouse down the road looking for a fight.

It wasn't like Tamara to be out of the house at night.

She never went out. Larry thought his sister was weird.

It seemed like she was either with her horses or at the library.

She showed little interest in hanging around with kids her own age.

None of this kept Larry Knudson from thinking that his sister was one hot piece of ass.

On more than one occasion Larry had said to himself, "If she wasn't my sister I'd…"

Tamara put Golden Flash in his stall and considered getting in the stall to spend the night with him.

After all, she knew, lovers were supposed to sleep together.

But she was afraid that Golden Flash would misunderstand and rekindle his passion. She didn't want him to try and fuck her that night. She didn't feel as if she were being a tease or anything like that. After all, she had made him come. But she still wanted to masturbate inside and maybe watch a little television before she went to sleep for the night.

It was still early, and she decided that she would come out and visit her golden steed a little later on just to say hello.

She locked his stall and padded boldly out of the stable, still completely naked.

Without the slightest thought of discovery she walked up the stairs to the back porch and entered the kitchen.

The second she slammed the screen door behind her she knew that she had made a terrible mistake. Her eyes went wide, so wide that the whites were visible all the way around the baby blue pupils. Her mouth fell open and she could feel her heart leap into her throat.

In a fraction of a second the girl was drenched with sweat.

But it wasn't the hot sweat of exertion, as she had spilled during her orgasms.

This was the icy perspiration of terror, and it had the ugly bitter scent of fear to it.

Tamara could feel two droplets of cold sweat rolling from her arm-pits down her sides, tickling her a little bit.

Her stomach tied itself up into knots and her hands clenched into fists. Tamara could not remember ever being so frightened before in her life.

"Hi, Sis," Larry said, his words slightly slurred. "How come you aren't wearing any clothes?"

"You leave me alone, Larry. I don't want to have to take any lip from you," Tamara said, wincing as she overreacted.

"Why so mean, Sis?" Larry said. She could see his teeth in the dark, and she knew he was grinning at her. "I have to go upstairs now," Tamara said quickly.

All the little girl wanted to do was get out of there.

She could think of nothing but escape at that moment.

"Don't be in such a hurry," Larry said, rising to his feet.

"I'll tell Mom and Dad if you come within ten feet of me," Tamara said.

"Not if I tell them first that you have been messing with the horses."

"How did you know that I – have been messing with the horses."

"Then you admit it!" Larry said, pounding clenched fists on the kitchen table.

"No, I mean, yes, I mean leave me alone you animal," she screamed.

"I understand that animals are what you like," Larry said.

"I think you are disgusting," the little blonde exclaimed.

She wanted to spit right in the nasty bastard's face.

Larry quickly moved to the light switch and flicked it on.

She tried to run to the door to the hallway so she could get to the stairs and flee to her secure room – where she could lock herself in and be safe from her crazy brother.

But Larry moved to block her path and she froze in the center of the kitchen, the bottom of her right foot feeling slippery on the linoleum from the icy perspiration that was rolling down her shapely legs.

"Why don't you tell me first why you were out in the stables without any clothes on," Larry said.

He turned up one corner of his mouth into an intrinsically sadistic half-smile.

He arched his right eyebrow and tilted his head a little to one side.

"I just want to go to my room," the little girl cried.

Tears were starting to well up in her baby blues and she could tell that it wouldn't be long before droplets of saltwater were running down the sides of her button nose and staining her smooth cheeks.

She could feel her eyes getting all red and swollen with the fear and despair she felt filling her innards.

"I'm not letting you go upstairs until I get want I want," Larry said.

"Sit on it!" Tamara screamed. This made Larry very mad.

He left his post in the doorway and crossed the kitchen very fast.

Before the blonde virgin could raise her hands to defend herself he was slapping her across the face hard enough to knock her off of her feet.

"Baby sister is going to have to learn to be more polite!" Larry screamed in his anger, his eyes burning with a combination of ire and lust.

Now that he had seen the little girl naked he didn't care if she was his sister or not. He wanted to fuck her.

He wanted to plug the little nymphet with his throbbing cock until she screamed "UNCLE!" aloud.

Tamara could feel both of her cheeks burning and she rubbed her back teeth with the tip of her tongue to make sure that none of them were loosened by the blows.

The tears began to flow and soon her cheeks were stained by the saltwater. The tears tasted salty and bitter, as if they were filled with her humiliation, as they made their way to the corners of her trembling mouth and onto her swollen tongue.

"Tell me what you have been doing?" Larry repeated firmly.

"I was out riding," Tamara managed to say through her tears.

"Without any clothes on?" Larry asked in a taunting tone.

"Y-Y-Y-Y-YES!!!" the little girl screamed, choking back a sob that threatened to render her voice box useless.

"Are you sure you weren't playing naughty games out there?"

"I swear, I – never even touched the horses," she lied.

"I don't believe you. I'm afraid the doctor is going to have to examine you thoroughly. Inside and out," Larry said.

He placed his palms on his flat tummy and laughed until there were tears in his eyes.

His balls were starting to ache and he could feel his cock starting to grow inside his tight jeans.

"NO!" Tamara screamed as Larry grabbed her by the hair and began to drag her into the living room.

Larry was almost a foot taller than his baby sister.

He outweighed the little girl by a hundred pounds.

Tamara could tell that there was no point in struggling with him.

He would only beat the living shit out of her if she tried to kick and bite him.

She figured that her best bet was to let her brother have his way with her, and pray that the whole thing was over quickly.

She whimpered.

She whined.

Her body was wracked with sobs.

Larry decided to tie her up before he fucked her.

"I'll do whatever you say," Tamara finally said, just to stop him from pulling her hair out by the roots.

"Get upstairs to my room," Larry screamed at her.

She could tell that he wasn't going to take no for an answer.

This was not a request her crazy brother was making.

Larry Knudson fully intended his statement to be a command.

He held her tightly by the arm, digging his fingers into her flesh hard enough to hurt her.

Together they went up to his room and she was ordered to get on the bed.

The little girl knew that her cherry was doomed. She figured that she was being punished for her sins of the day.

Larry got four pieces of copper wire from the bottom drawer of his dresser and ordered his virgin sister to stretch out spread eagle on the bed.

"Baby, I am going to fuck you until you can't walk!" he said.