Chapter 7
George was really worried. He didn't know the State sent inspectors out to check up on their wards. Had he known, he would have had Debbie dressed differently. He would have had her doing something more...lady-like. He certainly would not have had her helping him breed a stallion! The thought of losing the girl was more than he could bear!
Was there anything the inspector could really use against them? George went over that early morning in his mind once more.
Everything had been going fantastic. He and Alice had agreed to pretend neither of them knew the other was banging Debbie. George would usually find some pretext to get her alone during the day, and Alice would go in to help her with her homework in the evening. The girl seemed insatiable. As often as she was fucked, she always seemed to be willing and able to take more.
He remembered that if the woman had gotten there just half an hour earlier, she would really have been shocked. He had found Debbie in the barn watching a couple of dogs banging away. They both laughed as they watched the dogs stuck together. Debbie reached over and ran her hand along George's crotch.
"I guess I don't turn you on anymore, Georgie," she said, teasing the man.
George smiled and pulled her over to some bales of hay. He stacked two bales waist high and then pushed the girl easily over them so that her feet were on the ground but her upper body was draped over the bales.
"We're going to make like a couple of doggies," he said as he slipped her jeans down her legs. He pulled down the dainty panties and let them slide down around her feet. When he whipped his stiff pecker out, the girl reached between her legs and grabbed it.
"Let me put it in. Let me put it in," she squealed like a little girl grabbing a new toy. She aimed the tool at her box, then rubbed the head around the sensitive cunt lips. George started driving his big meat into her. After it was good and soaked in her juices, Debbie told George to hang on for a second while she reached back and grabbed his cock once more. This time she aimed the stiff pecker at her ass-hole.
George was delighted! He didn't know why he hadn't done this yet, but he was sure he would have gotten around to it soon anyway. He imagined Alice had probably already fucked the kid in the ass-hole with the vibrator. George strained mightily to push his dick into the tiny opening.
"How does it feel, Baby?"
"Oh, it hurts soooo good, Georgie," she gasped. "Let me feel your balls while you're fucking me, Daddy."
The man thought it was cute the way she called him Daddy. She only used the term when his prick was inside her. She would call him Georgie, or sweetie, or honey while they were playing and always George in front of anyone else. But Daddy only when he was actually in her cunt...or ass-hole.
George's cock was almost all the way in now. The girl moaned, "I can't last very...long...this...way. Oh, Daddy. OOOH DAAAADDEEEEEEE." The girl's ass squeezed the man's cock so hard he almost yelled in pain.
Before Debbie really had a chance to catch her breath, George pulled his still stiff prick out of the kid's ass. He told the girl to pull up her pants and sit on the ground with her back against the bale of hay. Debbie did as she was told. The man took long, easy strokes with the hand that was holding his prick. "Now, unbutton your shirt," he instructed the girl. She obeyed the man's order exposing her naked boobs.
"Just play with those pretty tits while I get this load off!"
Debbie ran her hands over her nude breasts as she watched George jacking himself off. She lightly touched her nipples so that they would stand erect and firm. The man beat his meat fiercely as the picture in front of him drove him into erotic insanity. His load shot off right in the girl's face. She opened her mouth wide to catch all the man's sperm. George aimed straight and almost all of his come went into her pretty red opening. The child wiped the balance off of her cheeks and chin, then licked her fingers clean.
George tucked his spent peter back into his pants and patted Debbie on the head. "We've got to get back to work. It's time the other stud did some fucking around here."
It was just as old Blackie was sticking it into the mare that the woman showed up! Debbie was "lipping" the mare with a twitch, and George was aiming Blackie's prick into the mare's squirting hole when they heard a voice cut through the air and ask, "Is anyone here?"
George was too busy with the stud to take any notice of the person calling out. When the mare's hole was full and running over with the big horse's sperm, George let the animal down.
"Walk her out before she loses all that stuff," he yelled to Debbie. The girl ran the mare over to the hose, squirted her with cold water under her tail. The big stud whinnied to the mare as Debbie trotted her across the field.
George cross-tied the horse and turned to the owner of the strange voice. A tall, slender woman in a business suit turned to him. She wore horn rimmed glasses, and her blond hair was tightly curled in a bun at the bottom of her neck.
"Does Debbie often aid you with these breedings, Mister Kern?" the woman inquired.
"Oh, sure. She's a great hand around horses," George replied with a big smile. "You have me at a disadvantage, ma'am. You know my name but I don't know yours," he said with Western politeness.
"I'm Ms. Adams from the State," she replied with a ring of authority in her voice. "We like to check on our wards to see how they are getting along with their foster parents. Especially when the couple is handling their first child."
The woman's attention was momentarily diverted as a big gelding in an open coral close by decided to urinate. George could see the woman's eyelids flutter when she saw the enormous dick extend almost to the ground before the gelding let the piss pour out.
"We just like to make sure," the woman continued, pretending to be nonchalant about the horse, "that the child and parents are getting along well."
"You just have to look at the girl to see how happy" she is," George replied quickly. "And we are just delighted with her."
"I'm sure you are," the woman said as she watched Debbie running toward them with the mare. The child's well-formed breasts bounced freely under the western shirt
"Is your wife pleased too, Mister Kern?" the woman asked. George thought the woman's tone was just a bit icy.
"Why don't we go back to the house and ask her," the man urged reassuringly. "I think you will find she is every bit as happy with the child as I am."
The tall, woman strode alongside the man as they headed back toward the house. Ranch life seemed too much for the woman, George thought as they walked together. She almost stumbled over a drake banging away at his little duck, and when she glanced back and saw Debbie washing Blackie's cock, he thought she was going to pass out!
He somehow knew he should have called out or went into the house first before taking Ms. Adams into the house, but it was just one of those days! He walked into the living room and called out to Alice. How was he to know she had been taking a sun bath! Alice opened the glass doors leading to the sun porch and walked in, stark naked. Ms. Adams' knees seemed to give when she saw the voluptuous, nude woman coming into the room.
Alice was equally as shocked and gave out a little scream as she ran back out the door and grabbed a towel. When she returned with the towel wrapped around her curvaceous body, she bawled out George for not letting her know they had company. There was an awkward silence then everyone laughed.
George explained who Ms. Adams was, and Alice suggested he leave them alone to talk awhile. George was relieved to get off the hook and made a hasty departure. An hour later, the woman walked out of the house and drove off. George hurried back to the house to find out what had happened.
"I don't think we have anything to worry about, George," Alice said calmly. "She's a nice lady and I think she'll leave the girl here. In any event, she said she'd call back and let us know what her superiors think of her report."
Alice walked toward the bedroom. George never noticed she was still wearing just a towel.
Darleen Adams' legs were shaking. She ran her hand down her mound and let it just sit there. Mustn't play with myself when I'm driving, she thought. You can get in accidents that way. There was no denying it...she was turned on by that over-ripe pig. "Damn!" she said out loud. How did she know?
Darleen remembered that when the man left the room, Alice turned and caught her staring at her big breasts.
"I should change into something more appr..." she started to say.
That's not necessary just for me," she interrupted. Darleen realized that she probably gave herself away right there. She said it too fast. She wanted to stare at the woman's body and Alice knew it! That's when the tease started.
They talked about Debbie and ranch life. Alice explained of course, that there were lots of things to get a child's sexual imagination going, but wasn't it better to see them in their true light than to see them distorted on the streets in the form of dirty jokes? As Alice spoke she kept shifting her position so that Darleen could get little bits and pieces of flesh exposed to her. She crossed and re-crossed her legs a half dozen times. It seemed to Darleen that every time she did it, she got a clearer look at the woman's black pussy.
It was the incredibly well-formed breasts that really turned her on. She had never seen a set that were as large and had no sag. Probably a silicone job, she thought. The towel fell off her shoulders at least three times. It was obvious Darleen was fascinated by her breasts so Alice made no attempt to pull it back up.
"Would you like to touch them?" she asked simply.
Darleen was possessed by the woman. She could no more stop her hand than she could stop the clock. Her sensitive finger tips touched the satin-smooth flesh. She ran them slowly toward the dark brown nipple. Her delicate touch made the brown mound and the darker tip stand up firmly. Darleen bent over and pressed her face firmly into the other tit. There was no silicone here!
Just as she was about to take the dark tip into her mouth, the woman gently pushed her away. Alice whispered into the panting woman's ear, "Call me this afternoon. I'll meet you somewhere."
It was three hours later when Alice walked into the cocktail lounge. Darleen was so nervous she had gone and peed three times in the last half-hour. When she saw the beautiful black-haired woman dressed in a white blouse and yellow skirt walking towards her, she relaxed. All her doubts and insecurities seemed to vanish with the sight of the big-busted woman.
She felt she should stand up and pull the chair back for her but she restrained herself. Women didn't do things like that. After all, she was a woman. At least she looked like one. She was built like one. However, right now she wished she had a ten-inch prick hanging between her legs.
Alice sat down next to the blond woman. A waitress came over and got their order. While they waited, Alice reached under the table and felt Darleen's snatch.
"Ooooh, that feels good, Alice," the woman cooed.
Alice smiled her wicked smile and whispered, "I just wanted to make sure we were built the same."
"We're not," Darleen said, looking down the opening of Alice's low-cut bodice.
Tve got a feeling there's more under that suit than meets the eye."
The waitress returned with their drinks. The girls quickly disposed of them. They left the lounge and went to the room Darleen had obtained for them. After latching the door, pulling down the shades and kicking off their shoes, the women fell on the bed fully clothed. Darleen grabbed Alice's full tit with her hand as she sought the woman's open mouth. Their tongues touched and played "tag" as Alice reached down and stroked the muscular cheeks of Darleen's ass.
Alice pulled her head free and said to the other woman, "I knew there was more to you than you could see through that damn suit."
Darleen didn't seem to hear as she kissed Alice's throat. She pulled down the shoulder of the peasant smock Alice was wearing, exposing her breasts. Alice was wearing a bra that barely covered her nipples. Darleen pushed the delicate lace aside so that the erect nipple stood free. While Darleen softly licked the tip of her tits, Alice's hand slipped beneath the woman's skirt and slid up the slick panty hose to her crotch. She rubbed Darleen's cunt through the material as Darleen unsnapped her bra.
Alice was so glad Darleen hadn't tried to undress her before they got into bed. Taking off the clothes should all be part of the excitement; feeling the naked flesh beneath the clothes was the height of eroticism. Alice's hand slid inside the panty hose down into her crotch. Her fingers tarried a moment in the thick bush then slid directly to the thick, swollen labia.
Alice chuckled to herself as she thought what the woman's reaction would be when Darleen found out she had worn "old-fashioned" stockings with a garter belt and no panties. The answer was short coming.
"Oh, Jesus," Darleen exclaimed, as her hand touched the soft skin above the nylon hose. "You cunt! You really know how to turn a gal on, don't you?" she teased. Darleen stood up beside the bed and pulled Alice with her.
"Clothes are fun for a while, but now I want you naked." The tall blond woman freed Alice's skirt and let it fall to the ground. The blouse went over the head next
"Would you like me to slip these off, too?" Alice said pretending to remove her nylons.
Darleen cautioned, "You do and I'll strangle you with them!"
Alice sat on the bed and watched Darleen disrobe. She had one foot resting on the ground and one foot sitting on the bed, giving the tall girl a delicious look at her black pussy. As Darleen's clothes kept falling to the ground Alice was more and more impressed. The woman had an unusual shape, it was true, but she had to be a lesbian's dream.
Darleen was obviously an athlete. She had broad, thick shoulders and her back came down to a very small muscular waist. Long tapered legs, well-rounded, they fitted nicely into small, muscular buttocks. Yet with all the muscularity, there was still a softness too, and the woman had full, rounded breasts that didn't stick out very far. Instead, they covered a large part of her chest so that, while they did not protrude as far as Alice's, they were almost as large.
Darleen stood in front of Alice so she could get a good look. "What do you think?"
Alice reached out and touched the nipple sitting extremely high on the woman's tit. The flesh was much firmer than she had ever encountered with a woman. "How do you keep so...so firm?" Alice asked with disbelief.
"Oh, I exercise a lot. You know, push-ups and bust exercises." The girl looked a little crestfallen. She asked, "Too much?"
"No. NO!" Alice assured her. "It's beautiful." To prove her point Alice reached around the girl's waist and pulled her close. She kissed each of the big round globes, but before she got too carried away Darleen pushed her back.
"Not so fast," she said. "You wore the nylons so you get the muff job first." She dropped to her knees and spread Alice's legs wide open. Darleen rubbed her face along the tops of the nylons and then along the naked flesh above them until she came to the black bush. Her tongue darted out and teased the woman's slit then slid along the other leg. She kissed Alice's legs all the way down to her toes as her finger sought the pink opening and slipped into the fuming gap.
Alice moaned in delight. It was nice to have an experienced woman working on her. She felt so flattered that this woman wanted her so...so openly! Alice felt beautiful! She felt desired! She felt fulfilled!
Darleen's tongue slid up the split between the black bush. Her hands stroked the beautiful nylon-hosed legs. She expertly pushed Alice toward her orgasm. The moaning from the woman above urged her to push her eager tongue deep into the moist slit.
Nobody, but nobody, has ever made me feel like this," Alice moaned as she stroked Darleen's blond hair.
Darleen pulled her head away from her task. "Go on, ma'am," she kidded, "you say that to all the girls."
Alice sat up on the bed. "I've never done this with a woman before," she said defensively.
"You're kidding," Darleen responded, slightly amazed.
"I'm serious. You're the first woman I've ever balled," Alice said. For some reason or other she was getting angry. Darleen was the first woman, Certainly you can't count Debbie. She was only a child!
Darleen sat on the bed next to her. "Hey, Honey, don't get mad at me," she said soothing Alice. She grabbed one of her big, soft tits in her hand and pushed her back on the bed. "I feel flattered," Darleen acknowledged as she stroked the lovely mammary. "Is the reason you haven't fooled around because you enjoy cock?"
"Of course," Alice answered, "don't you?"
"Oh, I can't stand the real thing," Darleen said with a slight shudder of revulsion.
"What do you mean the real thing?'
Darleen hesitated a moment before she answered. "Well, I just get turned off when they start to push that slimy, smelly thing at me," she confessed. "Don't get me wrong," she quickly added, "when it's just hanging there I think it looks great. And, it's okay when the guy gets it in." She knew the whole thing must sound nutty to Alice. "I guess what I'm trying to say is that when a guy gets turned on J get turned off."
Alice didn't really understand. She was enjoying being with the blond dyke, but she knew if she had a choice of being eaten by this broad or blowing young Dirk...well, Darleen just didn't have a chance.
"I'm glad you enjoy a cock, though," Darleen said as she kissed Alice's throat. "As a matter-of-fact, I was counting on it." The blond girl jumped to her feet and went to her large purse. She kept her back to Alice as she slipped something around her waist. Her back was turned to Alice as she returned to the bed.
Alice almost jumped out of bed when Darleen spun around and whacked her across the face with the huge dildo. "Now there's a cock you can fuck with pride," the blond exclaimed.
"What the hell do you expect to do with that?" Alice asked as she felt the foot-long rubber dick.
Darleen smiled as she walked to the John. "I'm going to make you come like you've never come before, Baby."
Alice was stroking her slit when Darleen returned with the hot towel. "Just keeping it warm while you're making all the preparations."
"You're such a cunt," Darleen said with sincere admiration. She tossed the hot, tightly rolled towel on the bed and stood in front of Alice. "I know a cunt like you enjoys sucking a hard cock so why don't you taste this one, Babe." Darleen had lowered her voice so that she sounded like a champion stud.
"You're sooo rugged," Alice answered in as "girlie" a voice as she could muster. Fucking had always been so serious in the past. This was the first time it was fun! She ran her tongue along the rubber prick. Darleen had evidently sprayed it with some kind of musk oil. "Your cock smells so good. Ooh, oooh it's just soo very, very haarrd," Alice moaned like a virgin, feeling a prick for the first time.
"Shut up, bitch," Darleen growled in a husky voice. "Just shove that sausage in your pretty mouth."
Alice obeyed her "master's" voice, and shoved the big, imitation pecker into her mouth. She moaned and groaned like she was in pure ecstasy. She was pretending, of course, or was she? Alice looked up and saw the body behind the prick. A marvelous physical specimen was looking down on her. The sneering face was not a woman's but definitely a man's. The large breasts had no softness now but were huge pectoral muscles sitting above a washboard like set of abdominal muscles. She knew she had to be imagining all of this. It was some form of hypnosis. It had to be because even the cock in her mouth seemed real!
"That's enough of that," a strange voice commanded. "On your back, bitch," it barked.
Alice found herself on her back with the muscular body pressing hard against her. The rubber cock firmly held with a powerful hand was tearing at the opening of her vagina. She tried to twist her ass away from the powerful tool, but her efforts were futile against the strong hands. "It's too big," Alice moaned.
"It's never too big, cuntie," the voice protested. "Just wrap your legs around my waist and it will go right in."
Alice slipped the pretty nyloned legs around the trim waist. She tried to relax so that the prick could enter. She felt the prick penetrate a little, and she knew it was just a tiny bit further and everything would be just fine. She took a deep breath, then exhaled. She didn't know where the idea came from, but it enabled the cock head to slip in.
"Oooh, my God," she moaned.
"Is it still too much, Baby? Would you like me to take it out?" the voice sneered.
"You take it out now, you son-of-a-bitch and I'll cut your balls off," she hissed.
The voice above her laughed as more and more of the foot-long cock was rammed into her drooling slit. "I can get more of it in, if you wrap your legs around my neck."
The stockinged legs made a hissing sound as they slid up the muscular back and found their destination around the strong neck.
"Was I right?" asked the deep voice.
"YES! YES!" Alice shouted. She didn't know whether to scream in pain or joy. Her cunt had never been stretched so tight in her whole life. The entire experience was madly erotic as the room spun around her head. She dropped her legs so she could push harder against the enormous shaft. The hood was pounding madly against her temples and her cunt. She felt the torso above her pull itself away as she started coming and coming and COOMMMMIIINNNNGGM!
The room was just starting to come back into focus when Alice felt the first stinging blow across her breast. Darleen's features came into clear focus as Alice saw her holding the tightly wrapped wet towel high over her head. The towel came down hard again against her breasts.
Alice was so shocked she didn't even think to scream. The cock was still deeply embedded in her hole and this mad woman was beating her to death! The towel came down fiercely one more time when Darleen's body convulsed. Alice watched wide-eyed as the woman, still holding the towel over her head, rammed the cock into her over and over again just like a man shooting all his come into a cunt. At last, Darleen, completely spent, dropped on top of Alice's soft breasts.
A feeling of genuine revulsion set in on the woman. She looked at the muscular shoulders of the dyke. What the hell was she doing here? She pushed the tall woman off of her body.
"You hate me now, don't you?" Darleen asked.
"No, I don't hate you," Alice lied. "I've just got to get back." Alice started dressing while Darleen lay on her back watching. The giant prick was still strapped to her waist.
"From the way you came, I thought you really liked it," Darleen said softly.
Alice slipped on her bra. She fastened the hooks in front of her chest and spun the frilly cups under her breasts. "You're weird, Sweetie," she replied as she slipped her arms through the shoulder straps. "I just don't dig the beating bit. I never liked welts and bruises all over my body."
Darleen sat up on the edge of the bed. "How was I to know, Darling?" she apologized. "It was our first time. You know it takes time to get to know each other." She unstrapped the artificial pecker and let it fall to the ground. Darleen took the woman's shoulders in her hands. "Next time it will be different," she assured Alice, as she kissed her cheek.
Alice walked coldly away from her and picked up her blouse. She couldn't conceal her absolute repulsion. She slipped on her skirt, stepped into her shoes and examined her face in the mirror, ignoring Darleen all the while.
"You will see me again," the irritated blond commanded with a snarl.
Alice had had it. She turned to the butch dyke and calmly said, "You're sick, Baby. You need help. I can't give you the kind of help you need."
Darleen's eyes went wild. Her muscular body tensed as she advanced on the smaller woman. Alice slipped her hand into her handbag and pulled out a small derringer. "I know how to use it," she said almost casually.
Darleen stopped where she stood. "I never expected it to turn out this way," the bull dyke apologized.
Alice backed her way to the door and unlatched the lock. As her hand touched the doorknob, Darleen said, "It's a shame about the girl."
The hand on the doorknob hesitated.
"She seems so happy at your place. I'll bet you're both banging her."
"You know that's not true," Alice protested.
"I don't really care. She's a cute kid. I almost tried it myself. She just didn't have big enough tits to turn me on."
The two women studied each other closely. "I'll Just bet you," Darleen continued, "my supervisor would yank her out of your home in a minute if I told her my suspicions."
"You would, wouldn't you."
"just as soon as I got horny for you again, Sweetie. Think about it next time you touch the kid."
Alice took her hand off the knob. Slowly she opened the door.
Alice took one more look at the woman's hard face before exiting. The trip from the room to the car seemed like miles to the frustrated woman. Once she was safely inside, she exhaled deeply to let the tension out of her aching body. What have J got myself into this time! she thought.