Chapter 2
Mary finished smoothing the quilt and straightened up. She looked around the room and then went into the bathroom. As she passed the full length mirror, she paused and brushed her black hair back from her forehead. Mary looked closely at her face. It was beginning to sag and look fleshy. In her minds eye, she saw Connie's young face and felt a pang of jealousy. She heard noises downstairs and grimaced. She recognized the heavy clomping of Swede's boots and dreaded him coming upstairs for their ritual late afternoon fuck.
A long time ago, Mary had realized that she didn't like fucking that much; she came most of the time but it was more an act of will than one of pleasure. And the way Swede plowed into her was like an endurance test.
She heard his footsteps on the stairs and then him clomping down the hall towards their room. She came out of the bathroom just as he came into the room.
Swede gave her a funny smile.
"Hello," Mary said curtly.
Swede nodded.
He kicked the door shut with his foot and then began moving toward her.
"What a fucking animal," thought Mary with disgust.
She noted that he had a special gleam in his eye today, probably from watching some of the animals going at each other. Mary's cunt contracted just thinking about the animals.
Mary closed her eyes for a moment and then felt Swede's long fingers toying with the buttons on the front of her dress.
She heaved a heavy sigh and let the fullness of her large breasts fill his hand. He squeezed her full globes.
Swede's cock was still tingling from the action with Connie in the barn, but it was now rising again, the blow job had been nice, but what he wanted was to sink his dork into the soft meat between a woman's thighs. To him it didn't matter whose meat it was.
He began to unbutton Mary's dress.
In a few minutes, he had stripped her down to her waist and now stood back to look at his hand-work and let Mary start undressing him. All part of the ritual, that had once been exciting and now was more of a pattern.
Mary felt her boobs hanging down on her chest and reached up to fondle them a little, she knew Swede liked this and it was one of the few things about fucking him that she did too.
Then she moved toward him and began to unbuckle his overalls. She could smell the strong odor of animals and sweat, a combination that had turned her on from the very beginning.
She moved closer to him and pressed her half naked body up against him.
His thick dork stuck into her belly and she moved against it.
"Oh, Mary, that feels so good, I'm hungry for you," Swede crooned.
"I'm so glad you want me honey, cause I want you too."
Swede held her close, it was true they didn't have much, but they did love each other and even though there was a lot of disappointment, they still clung to each other.
Mary kissed his neck and put her arms around his shoulders.
"Let's race each other and see who can get into bed the quickest," suggested Swede.
Mary smiled gratefully, this was something new and maybe today would be different.
Swede began stripping himself. Out of the corner of her eye, Mary saw his blood engorged prick struggle free of his underclothing and bob out in front of him.
She wondered how long it would take him to shoot his wad today.
The sheets felt cold against her skin as she slid across them.
"Beat you," she laughed.
Swede turned and moved slowly toward the bed.
"Get those legs open gal, give your old man a show!"
Mary inched her knees apart and let Swede view the full expanse of her pussy.
Swede licked his lips and touched his pole.
"Make yourself ready for me honey," he demanded.
Mary obediently reached down and parted the hairy lips of her cunt. Her large clitoris stuck out between the pink lips and she covered it with her middle finger.
Swede stood at the foot of the bed 'and stroked his rod. He wanted to sink his whole shaft into her right away.
Mary began slowly to jerk herself off as she watched Swede fondle his cock. If he'd only let her go all the way the one time by herself then maybe she wouldn't mind fucking so much.
"Are you ready, baby?"
"Yes, honey, I'm ready," Mary sighed.
Mary felt the bed sag under his weight and then she felt her thighs being drawn apart and his almost hairless thighs touching hers.
She reached down and took hold of his rod.
She positioned him against her hole and then pushed.
His long shaft slid into her.
She remained still and waited.
Swede lay there for a moment and then began the slow climb.
He pulled out of her a little and then let his pole slide into her again.
Mary buried her face in his shoulder and then wrapped her legs around him. His heavy breath rushed past her ears.
In and out, in and out, Swede's pole slid into her cavern. His hips rose and fell in time to his own rhythm and he thought of Connie and how his cock had felt when her lovely mouth had surrounded it.
He was with Connie and it was her beautiful body that he was fucking.
She was begging for more.
Mary's coughing brought him back to reality, but only briefly.
He shifted his weight and then returned to his fantasy about Connie.
Mary lay there and waited for the end to come. Every now and then she would move, but her heart wasn't in it.
Swede continued to plunge his spear into her.
His motions suddenly got more frantic, his long thrusts became short and jerky, less controlled.
"Ouh! I'm coming, I'm coming!"
Mary held on to him tighter and then as he stiffened she felt his cock begin to pulse inside her.
She waited until the flood was over before relaxing.
Swede let his whole weight rest on her for a moment and then he rolled off. He didn't know if she'd come or not. Mary was funny like that, she didn't come every time, but she'd learned to accept that as just part of her. It had long ago ceased to bother him.
He held her in his arms for a moment and then he got up.
Their silence spoke more clearly than words.
Mary watched Swede get dressed again with sadness and resignation.
"Well," he said zipping up his overalls, "I'll be in for dinner in a few hours."
Mary smiled at him.
And then he was gone. She heard him clomping down the hall and then down the steps and then finally the screen door shut, and she was alone in the house again.
She lay quietly on the bed and felt his juices oozing out of her and down the crack of her ass.
She closed her eyes and tried to drift off to sleep but she couldn't.
She wanted to scream and cry and laugh all at the same time. And could do none of them.
A cold wet nose touched the bottom of her feet.
She started and looked down.
Bing, the big old collie was nuzzling her foot.
"Hello, baby," she sighed softly.
She patted the bed next to her and the old dog jumped up and laid down beside her.
She reached over and absently patted his head.
He snuggled closer to her.
Mary found herself liking the feel of his fur against her naked body, but she also felt guilty about it. After all, Bing wasn't a man he was a dog.
But as she lay there and held the old dog in her arms she slowly realized that her cunt was beginning to tingle.
Bing had rested his head on her ample boobs and she felt her nipples tightening and standing up with a new found passion.
She kept telling herself over and over again that this feeling would never have happened if Swede understood her better, but deep inside she didn't believe it.
She got up and walked across the room.
Bing lay there on the bed watching her.
"I'm turned on to the dog," she said aloud in amazement.
Bing whimpered a response.
With child-like innocence Mary got back on the bed and held Bing in her arms. His back legs pushed against her thighs, and his wet nose buried itself between the mounds of her breasts.
Very slowly she opened her legs.
The smell of Swede's cum mixed with her own smell attracted Bing. He raised his body and began sniffing.
Mary closed her legs and then opened them again.
Bing's nose got closer and closer to her cunt. Mary began to tremble.
One of his large paws shot out across her belly and his whiskers brushed against the hair of Mary's pussy.
Mary groaned.
She hadn't been this turned on in years and it felt damn good.
She felt Bing's nose against her thigh and then his long bushy tail brushed against her face.
Mary spread her legs wider and let Bing have full access to her cunt.
She felt dirty, and naughty and totally abandoned with the dog.
She imagined Bing's furry body hovering over hers and his dog prick sliding into her just as Swede's had done.
At the thought of Swede, she laughed out loud. What would he think if he knew she was lying in their bed thinking about making it with their dog.
As Bing's nose touched the moist inner lips of her exposed pussy, she stopped laughing.
Bing pushed up against her clit and Mary groaned.
The dog shifted his weight and came to rest between her legs.
"Lick me with that big doggy tongue of yours," she sighed.
Bing was slowly exploring all the folds of her pussy with his nose and then his tongue darted out and swiped at the full length of her engorged canal.
"Ooo!"
Mary hunched her belly and pushed herself against the dog's coarse tongue.
Shivers of delight darted through her body. She was being brought to life by the dog's attention. And she loved it.
She reached down and pulled the lips of her cunt apart, now she was totally open to him.
Bing began to lick her madly.
His long tongue swept up and down her crack and she lifted off the bed a little to give him access to her asshole.
He followed the curve of her body as far as he could and then went back up to the top of her crack and began worrying the little button that rested high in the folds of her cunt.
Mary began to writhe with the sensations that Bing was causing. Nothing had ever turned her on this much before. Not even the first time she had fucked.
She could feel Bing's furry body stretched out between her legs and she started to run her feet up and down his broad back.
"Make me come, Bing! Make me come with that tongue of yours!" she crooned.
Her hands came up to her boobs and began to play with the nipples. They were so hard and full. Her whole body was shaking and sweating.
Bing kept ravaging her cunt and her ass was resting on his front paws.
Her clit was throbbing and her belly felt as if it were on fire.
She felt as though she was going to explode.
Her ass began to lift and fall and tremble, she dug her heels into Bing's back.
"Ahh! Oh! Oh Bing!"
Mary's body rose in a giant arch and went rigid.
For a moment, there wasn't a sound but Bing's panting.
"Oh, oh my, ah," Mary breathed.
She felt her cunt contracting and pulsing. It was so delicious!
Then she began to coast back to the bed. Bing had moved and was lying on his side. Mary reached out and began to scratch his belly. He rolled over onto his back and let her.
Soon Mary was drifting off into sleep with her arm around Bing's broad shoulders.
Connie walked out of the barn and toward the house. Her insides were still tingling from being with Swede in the barn. Seeing his cock and being able to suck it, had been exciting but knowing that Spence was hearing and very likely even seeing the whole thing made it twice as exciting.
The house was quiet as Connie stole up the steps to her room. Every nerve in her body was strung out. She quickly slipped out of her clothes.
Maybe if she could go to sleep before dinner she'd feel more like herself. She slipped in between the sheets and let the late afternoon sun caress her young body.
Her body felt so alive.
She reached under the sheets and began to stroke her long torso. Her skin felt soft and smooth and she clearly remembered how Swede's hands had felt against it only an hour before.
She closed her eyes and saw his cock in front of her face again. Only this time, it wasn't Swede's cock or Spence's, it was just an anonymous cock. Large and heavy looking. It had a huge knob on it and super big balls that hung down from the underside of it.
Her hands reached and focused on the juncture of her thighs.
The hair on her pussy felt like silk and she twirled her fingers in it.
A small groan issued from her lips.
The two stallions that Swede had bought recently came into her mind. She tried to visualize what their cocks would look like hard.
Her clit throbbed and she pushed down on it.
Then she just let her mind go as she worked her fingers in her cunt.
Pictures of cocks going into assholes and cunts and mouths floated through her mind. Big cocks, slender ones, all of them ready and willing to fuck her.
One of those cocks right up my cunt; she kept thinking.
One of her fingers dipped into her honey pot.
She wiggled it around and felt the walls of her virgin cunt contracting around it.
She imagined what it would be like to have a cock in her fuck-hole, and how her cunt would just suck and suck on a stick; somebody's big fuck stick.
Her hips began to twist and jerk around on the bed.
She needed a cock.
She poked at her tiny puckered asshole.
There too, she thought, a nice big cock going right up there.
She spread her legs wider and dug her heels into the bed.
Her ass lifted up and she began to swing it and bounce it around.
That just increased the feelings that were growing from the action of her fingers.
Her juices were flowing and she rubbed some of the thick moisture up onto her clit.
She rubbed her other hand along the inside of her thighs and wondered how Spence's hand would feel dancing along that skin.
Spence naked, hard, wanting her; moving toward her with that big hunk of his.
Her ass began bucking off the bed.
Spence leaning over her, his cock, his cock!
She twisted her body more and pressed her clit harder.
It wouldn't be long now.
Her mind flipped from Spence to one of the stallions.
One of the stallions with a big hard-on, stomping the ground wanting to fuck her.
Her body began to shake, the horse's cock was getting closer.
The stallion was going to fuck her!
"Oh! Oh!" she moaned.
Her fingers pummeled her cunt!
She felt herself getting higher and higher!
"Oh! Ahh...!"
Her orgasm came flooding over her. In one big wave and then little ones. She lay perfectly still and waited for it to pass.
Her body began to relax and fall back from the heights it had reached.
Connie lay on her bed her legs wide open and her arms outstretched.
Mary woke with a start. She glanced at the clock, she'd only been asleep for ten minutes. Bing still lay peacefully beside her.
She began to stroke his head.
"Poor old Bing you didn't have a come did you?"
The dog rolled over on his back and put his paws up.
Mary let her hand travel down the curve of his furry belly.
His hind legs spread and she felt less hairy skin around his balls and prick.
Then she withdrew her hand.
She stared at the dog.
What was happening to her? She felt ashamed and dirty, but she was drawn to the dog.
She began to scratch the dog's belly again.
There's nothing wrong with this; she kept telling herself.
Her hand slowly wound its way down to the mottled pink skin of Bing's belly.
She had never felt a dog's prick, or for that matter seen one up close.
Bing just lay there and let her explore his lower regions.
Occasionally, he would make a low sound, and Mary took that as a sign of his passion for her.
She leaned down and kissed his forehead. Bing's long tongue came out and licked her face.
"Oh, Bing, I love you so much!" Her hand cupped his tight hairy balls. Bing emitted another low sound.
"Things will work out just fine with the two of us together."
Bing's curved prick was beginning to grow in Mary's hand. It was very red and wet. Mary let her fingers slide over the sensitive head of it.
The long slender prick jumped in her hand.
Bing lay perfectly still and let her have her way.
She began to stroke his long curved prick.
"Oh, Bing, it's so nice to have you this way, I don't need a man at all. All I need is your long pink wet tongue and your long prick."
The dog's prong was now fully erect and sticking out of his furry belly.
Mary put her cheek down to the soft fur and smelled Bing's arousal. It was bittersweet, just like Swede's. Only with Bing, Mary felt free and good. Not constrained and part of a general routine.
Mary's face moved closer and closer to the dog's prick.
She licked her lips.
"I want to suck you so much," she murmured to the panting dog.
Mary felt hot rushes going all through her body. Her belly was trembling.
"I want to take your big doggy prick right into my mouth and suck on it till you come. And then I want to swallow all of your cum. To drink it till I suck you dry."
Mary's breath came in heavy gasps.
"Ooo! Wouldn't that be naughty? To just put my mouth right on you and suck you."
Mary's hand was trembling.
Ever so slowly, she lowered her mouth onto the long slim prick of the dog. She let her tongue drop out onto the point of his slim red spike. It was wet and tasted of salt and pee.
Just to have her mouth on it sent thrills zooming through her body.
She opened her mouth and let it go in farther.
It was much smoother than any man's dong and it tasted much saltier.
Her hand began making slow circular motions along his belly. His prick was all the way into her mouth now and her nose was buried in his fur.
Mary felt her cunt begin to open and juice up. She let one of her hands drop to her cunt and probe the dewy folds of skin there.
Mary closed her eyes and let all of senses concentrate on the luscious piece of meat she had in her mouth. Bing's dork slid in and out between her teeth.
Her lips closed around it and drew on it. Her tongue ran circles around the head of it and teased it.
She pushed two fingers into her brimming cunt and squirmed as Bing's heat filled her mouth.
She wished for a moment that she had Bing's cock up her snug little cunt.
She sucked on his cock harder and shoved her fingers in and out of her cunt.
Bing's whole body was jerking and humping.
Mary pushed her boobs up against Bing.
His fur made her already stiff nipples even grow more taut.
The bed was groaning with the pumping bodies on it.
Bing's hind legs were flailing around in the air as Mary speeded up her sucking motions on his cock.
Slurping noises filled the room.
Suddenly Bing's haunches began to jerk uncontrollably. He was humping himself into her mouth.
Mary's sweet tongue lapped and lapped, she wanted his cream and wanted it badly. Her mouth was starved for his juice.
Bing was going wild.
Mary sucked as hard and fast as she could. Her sensitive lips felt almost numb from the friction.
Her cunt was throbbing and pulsing with excitement.
She moved her fingers up to her clit. She wanted to come with Bing. Like real lovers.
Her thighs began to quake, she moved her mouth all over Bing's engorged tool.
Mary felt herself floating higher and higher.
The meat in her mouth seemed to be getting bigger.
She thought her mouth would explode with its cargo, the feelings were so beautiful.
Mary pressed close to Bing's body.
"Oh, Bing, baby," she sighed through her filled lips.
The dog was making low noises in his throat, his haunches were humping uncontrollably. Mary sensed the end was near.
Suddenly, her mouth was filled with dog jizz.
She blissfully swallowed it as it hit the walls of her mouth.
And the fire in her belly began to swell out of control.
"Oooh! I'm coming!" she panted.
Her body jerked and writhed.
Then everything was still.
Mary floated in a strange unfamiliar world for a few seconds then she faintly heard someone talking.
She opened one eye and saw Connie standing in the doorway.
That jolted her back to reality.
She wondered how long Connie had been there, how much she had seen. She tried to cover her nakedness from her younger sister.
"What is it?" Mary asked curtly.
Connie had a funny look in her eye.
"Don't you think it's about time we started dinner?"
Mary looked at the clock.
"Yes, of course, you're right. Why don't you go ahead and start, I'll be right down."
Connie remained in the doorway looking at the naked body of her sister.
"Well go ahead gal," Mary urged a little angry.
Connie left.
I'll have to be more careful in the future, Mary thought.