Chapter 1
The first thing Cindy saw when she woke up was her husband's cock. Len Tatum had kicked the covers back during the sultry night, and he lay on his back, snoring. His eight-inch dick stood up thick and rigid in a piss hard-on.
Cindy gasped and recoiled. Last night, their wedding night, she'd been so afraid Len was going to shove that big thing up her virgin pussy. To her relief, he was too drunk to fuck, and she still had her cherry. But of course she was going to have to give it to him sometime. She shuddered at the thought.
It wasn't that she never felt sexy. Cindy was horny all the time, or so it seemed to her. There was a hot, wet itching in her virgin slit that her own fingers wouldn't satisfy. She was wild to know how it felt to be fucked. But she didn't want to find out with Len. He was her husband, but she couldn't warm up to him. Maybe this marriage had been a terrible mistake.
She studied Len's naked body. He was in damned good shape, she had to admit. He was powerfully muscled, deeply tanned, and his body was fuzzed with black and silver hairs. Maybe it was all that hair that turned her off, especially the dense mat on his chest. His face was attractive enough, strong leathery features, thick silver hair and mustache. Why couldn't she love him? Maybe the big problem was that Len Tatum was forty-five years old, and his new wife was only eighteen.
They both knew she'd married him for his money. Len was a wealthy rancher. Cindy was one of ten children of a poor farmer. When Len Tatum met her and went wild for her, the decision was obvious. It meant a decent life for Cindy and money for her family. But now she was wondering if she'd made the right decision after all.
Cindy sighed and slipped out of bed, being careful not to wake Len. He'd be sober now and wanting to plug her virgin pussy with the huge ugly cock. She crept into the bathroom and locked the door. She took off her nightie and caught sight of herself in the full-length mirror. Her teenager body was petite, sleek and curvy.
Cindy liked looking at herself and touching herself. She stepped closer to the mirror, noting the light quiver of her ripe grapefruit-size tits. Her rosy-red nipples were large and conical, soft from sleep. She touched her nipples and rubbed them with her fingertips. It felt so nice, so wickedly exciting. She watched the rosy cones swell and stiffen.
"Umrammm," Cindy sighed.
As she rubbed her nipples into rigidity, she could feel her pussy warming up and moistening. She slid one hand down to press the pout of her mound. Len had gone wild last night when he saw the sweet little triangle of her muff, that warm soft nest of golden curls. Lucky for her he'd been too drunk to get a hard-on!
Cindy parted the curly lips of her bush and exposed the pea-size lump of her clit. That funny little red button gave her so much fun. She'd discovered it when she was only a kid, and she'd been playing with it ever since. She pressed a fingertip to the moist hot nub and rubbed it in a circular motion. Hot pleasure radiated through her belly.
"Ohhh, yeah, so good," she sighed. She rubbed her throbbing joy button some more, and she felt her pussy starting to swell and moisten. There was that damned itch again! There was a hot nagging feeling in her virgin slit that no amount of fingerfucking could ever totally relieve. Her older married sister had told her that there was only one way to relieve that itch. A good stiff fucking would do it, she said.
Cindy tried to imagine how it would feel to have a man's thick hard cock easing up her horny little fuck-hole. She'd only seen one cock in her life, Len's, and it seemed incredible that such a huge chunk of hard meat could fit into her virgin twat. Yet her sister claimed that fucking was the greatest thing in the world.
Wild with curiosity, Cindy poked a fingertip into the moist hollow of her cunt-mouth. The stiff penetration felt nice, and she wiggled her finger in deeper. Her cunt felt mushy, hot and gripping. Moaning softly in her lusty excitement, she eased her stiff finger right to the last knuckle in her slick, tight twat.
"Oooooooo," Cindy squealed, "terrific!"
It felt incredibly good to have something long and stiff in her fever-hot cunt. She began to move her finger up and down, the way a cock would move, and that felt even better. She caught sight of her reflection. It looked naughty as hell, a slim blonde girl pumping her finger up and down in her own squeezing cunt. But it felt too damned good to stop.
"Ummmmmm," Cindy moaned, "so nice." Her waist-long straight blonde hair, bleached almost white by the sun, framed a pixie face with big blue eyes. That pretty little face was flushed bright pink now, the eyes huge and glowing. Her perfect white teeth flashed as she panted. Her finger jerked deeper, harder in her sucking wet cunt. Jesus, if fucking felt like this, she could hardly wait to try it!
Her finger made a naughty sucking noise as it reamed her super-tight virgin box. Her juices were coming thick and heavy now, spilling from her plugged twat and oozing down her thighs. She always creamed like that when she got hot and horny. She fingerfucked herself faster, harder. Pleasure built in her belly till she felt ready to explode.
"Uhhhhhh, fuck, it's good," Cindy whined.
She was so hot now, her heavy round tits were swelling up, taut and throbbing. Len had pawed her tits last night—ugh! Yet she knew how responsive her tits would be to the right man's touch. She knew now how her soaked little cunt would grip and squeeze and cream for the right cock. She was over-ripe for a good hard fuck. Just not with Len, though.
Cindy pumped her stiff finger furiously in the hot pulp of her pussy. She'd never brought herself off this way before, never had anything up her cunt. She decided to use the old method, too. Still feverishly frigging her cunt, she reached down with her free hand and used a fingertip to massage the glowing-hot lump of her clit.
"Ahhhhhh, SHIT," Cindy groaned. "Jesus, yes, that's fantastic. UHHHHHH."
With one finger fucking hard and deep in her creamy hot cunt and another rubbing, and kneading her horny slick joy button, she felt ready to burst with mounting pleasure. She felt little quivers deep in her cunt building up to tremors of pleasure. Then suddenly it happened, that body-rocking explosion of joy she'd been craving.
"UHHHHHH, I'M COMING!" Cindy gasped. "UUUNNNHHH!"
She shoved her stiff finger as deep as she could in her boiling little box. She felt her powerful young cuntal walls clamping around the finger and bursting with sizzling cream. Her molten-hot juice overflowed her tiny squeezing cunt and gushed down her legs. Dizzy with pleasure, she had to lean her head against the mirror as she came.
"Sweet Jesus," she gasped, "did I ever need that!"
Now she needed a bath, too. Her legs and hands were sticky with syrupy cunt-cream. She soaked off the mess and crept back into the bedroom. To her great relief, Len was still snoring away. She dressed in jeans, boots, and a clinging red jersey. She'd go out for a walk till she was sure her new husband was at work.
The cook, Betsy, wasn't in the kitchen, but it was a little late to be asking for breakfast. Cindy grabbed an apple and strolled out of the big ranch house. Munching her apple, she made her way to the barn. Len had said she could have her choice of horses. That would be fun. Cindy loved to ride.
The barn door was open, and she was about to walk in when she heard strange noises. She stopped and listened. At first she couldn't figure it out— grunting, panting, and moaning noises came from deep inside the barn. It sounded like a fight. Cautiously Cindy crept inside and waited for her eyes to adjust to the dim light. Then she noticed that she wasn't alone.
Tex, the ranch foreman, was standing at the back of the barn with Betsy, the cook. Betsy's shirt was open, her tits sticking out, arid Tex was playing with them. She was fumbling with the fly of his jeans.
"Come on, give it to me," Betsy was moaning. "Give me that big ol' cock."
"Don't be so all-fired impatient, woman," Tex chuckled. "Let me fool with your tits awhile."
Cindy broke into a wicked grin. She'd never seen another couple getting it on before. Tex and Betsy hadn't noticed her coming into the barn, and she was able to creep quite close to them. Twenty feet away she crouched behind some broken equipment. She had a great view of the panting couple. This could get to be pretty exciting!
"Ah, shit, honey, that feels so good," Betsy whined.
Tex's big callused hands molded and squeezed her naked tits. Betsy had enormous jugs, the size and shape of watermelons, and her nipples were large and dark red. Cindy was pretty impressed. She wished her tits were that big and ripe. Betsy leaned back against the wall, her eyes hot and horny as Tex squeezed big fistfuls of creamy tit-flesh.
Betsy was a big woman, tall and curvy and black-haired, about forty years old. Tex, probably ten years her junior, was blond, deeply tanned, and had the strength of an ox. Cindy thought he was a really sexy guy. She watched enviously as he pawed Betsy's huge tits. She thought how exciting it would be if Tex were doing that to her.
"Honey, I just can't wait," Betsy moaned hoarsely. "Let me play with your cock. Just let me take it out and touch it."
"Be my guest," Tex drawled.
Betsy sank to her knees in front of him, her enormous tits wobbling and swaying heavily. She snatched at the fly of his jeans and tugged the zipper open. With feverish haste, she pulled his jeans down to his ankles. He wasn't wearing shorts. Cindy's blue eyes widened hugely as she eyed his cock. It was only the second cock she'd seen in her whole life.
Tex's prick was handsome, not quite as big as Len's but plenty big enough. The thick seven-incher stood up rigidly from a thick blond bush. The head of his cock was massive, swollen and purple. His golden-thatched balls were bloated and taut. Betsy stared at his big stiff cock and licked her lips.
"You don't mind if I have a little taste, do you, honey?" she said.
Tex just laughed. Betsy leaned forward and stuck out her wet red tongue. To Cindy's astonishment, the dark-haired woman began to lick Tex's cock. Her tongue swished around and around the bloated purple head of his dick, as if it were candy. Soon the big knob was glistening with her steamy-hot spit.
"Ummmmm, tastes so good," Betsy moaned.
Cindy saw a big glob of juice oozing from the slit-mouth of Tex's fat cock-head. Betsy saw it, too, and dived for it, spearing the sticky bubble on the tip of her tongue. She swallowed his cream, making a horny gurgling noise in her throat. Cindy didn't know what to think. She'd never heard of this practice before. It seemed so kinky, and yet Betsy seemed to really get off on licking his prick.
"Ummmmm," she moaned, "give me more that good juice, baby."
"You know how to get more," Tex said, chuckling.
Betsy curled her fingers around the thick lower half of his cock and began to squeeze and pump the pale blue-veined meat. Tex flinched and moaned, and more big shiny blobs of cock-cream oozed from his big purple prickhead. Betsy's tongue flashed out to capture the sticky stuff, and she swallowed it greedily.
That thick cream must taste pretty good, Cindy decided, otherwise Betsy wouldn't be going after it so eagerly. The young bride wondered how it would feel to lick and taste a man's cock. She felt a spreading warmth in her pussy, a sudden moistening. Yes, it might be a whole lot of fun to try eating a man's juice. She'd love to try it on Tex.
But Tex was plenty busy right now. As Betsy's hot wet tongue wriggled into the oozing slit-mouth of his cock, the burly foreman groaned with pleasure. His rugged face was flushed with horny arousal, his flint-blue eyes glassy with lust. It was obvious even to innocent Cindy that Betsy's tongue must feel fantastically good on his naked cock-head.
"That's it, baby," he moaned, "eat my juice. Give that ol' cock a little sucking now, okay?"
Suck on his cock? Cindy couldn't believe Betsy would actually do it, it sounded so weird and wicked. But the big dark-haired woman gave a hungry moan, opened her mouth wide, and popped the huge hard head of his cock inside. Her lips closed greedily around the massive purple knob, and she began to suck on it.
"Shit, yeah," Tex gasped, "blow me, baby, SUCK."
Betsy sucked hard and fast on his tasty drooling cock-head. Her sucking made an obscene slurping noise that Cindy could easily hear. Tex broke into a broad horny grin as he watched her. Her black hair flew about as she bobbed over his dick, and her enormous naked tits wobbled heavily. Betsy sucked on his prick like she was starved for his steamy sticky cream.
"Ummmmm," Betsy moaned, "UMMMMM."
"Yeah, you love sucking on that good ol' cock-meat, don't you, honey?" Tex panted. "You just love that taste."
Betsy couldn't answer. Her mouth was stuffed with the huge dark head of his dick, but she sucked even faster and louder now, her spit boiling noisily around his prick. Tex was red-faced with pleasure, panting and moaning as her hot juicy mouth squeezed his meat.
Cindy was getting damned excited watching those two. Before this moment she'd never heard of cock-sucking, but she could see how exciting it must be for both of them. She'd sure like to try it out on a sexy stud like Tex. Her virgin pussy was getting hotter and wetter by the second. She felt that lusty itch again, and she desperately wanted to fool with her clit.
She wondered if she could take the chance. Tex and Betsy were surely too absorbed in their noisy cock-sucking to hear anything she might do. Her pussy burned with need, and her oozing cunt-cream was moistening the crotch of her panties. She just had to play with herself! She was so horny, she was about to scream.
Cindy slid her hand down inside her jeans and panties. She touched the soft warm curls of her golden bush and separated the furry lips. She touched the red-hot, slick button of her clit. Even her first fumbling touch felt so good, she almost moaned aloud. She pressed a fingertip to the throbbing wet.nub and began to massage it eagerly.
Ripples of pleasure coursed through her belly. That felt a whole lot better than just squirming with need. She rubbed her juicy little clit-button and watched Betsy sucking hotly and hungrily on Tex's thick rigid prick. The huge purple cock-head stretched the woman's lips grotesquely. Her lips and his prick glistened with hot spit.
"Jesus, yeah, suck my dick," Tex whined. "Suck it, bitch!"
' Betsy came down very hard on his stiff-standing cock and took the whole thing into her mouth. Cindy saw her throat bulge with the thick meat. Tex let out a howl, grabbed her head, and began fucking her mouth. He whined and jerked his steel-hard cock in the steamy pulp of her mouth and throat. Cindy stared, wide-eyed with wonder. Was he actually going to shoot his come in Betsy's mouth? "Uhhhhh," Betsy moaned, "UHHHHHH."
"Take my meat, bitch," Tex panted. "Take it right down your fucking throat."
He fucked into her harder, till his hairy, swollen nut sacs flapped against her chin. Dizzily excited, Cindy frigged her hot little joy button fast and hard. She wondered why Betsy didn't choke on that thick jerking prick. But Betsy was glassy-eyed with arousal, panting eagerly as Tex stuffed his rock-hard dick again and again into the velvety-slick tube of her throat.
Then abruptly Tex let go of her head and staggered back, his huge spit-drenched prick snapping from her lips. The pale meat pointed right up at the roof of the barn, rigid, bloated and gleaming. The purple knob of his cock-head seemed even bigger now, and it dribbled a thick river of hot juice.
"I coulda come in your mouth," Tex gasped, "but I'd rather stick my meat in that nice, hot pussy of yours."
Betsy grinned. "I thought you'd never ask," she said.
She stood, unzipped her jeans, and let them fall. Lacy black panties were next. Betsy stepped out of them and was naked except for her open shirt. Cindy gawked. The woman had an enormous black bush, covering the whole lower half of her belly. The luxuriant dark curls were thick and glossy. Large, pouting, red cunt-lips drooped below the black fringe. Tex stared hungrily at Betsy's pussy.
"Now why don't you just bend over, sugar," he said hoarsely, "and let me fuck you crazy."
Betsy flashed him a wicked grin, turned, and rested her hands on a stall railing. Her round, firm ass stuck up in the air, and Cindy could see the gleaming red flesh of her naked gash. The hair-fringed pulp was swollen, wet and shiny. In the hollow at the middle of her slit, Cindy could see the weeping little mouth of her cunt.
"Shove that big ol cock in me, Tex," she panted. "HURRY!"
Grinning like a maniac, Tex got behind the woman and pressed the hugely swollen purple head of his cock to the drooling hollow of her cunt-mouth. He took a big breath and then shoved into her with all his strength. Cindy stifled a gasp. Betsy's pouting cunt-lips were stretched enormously, and Cindy was sure Tex's savage, hard thrust would hurt her.
"UHHH," Betsy grunted. "Jesus, yes, go into me HARD! That's the way I like it, you fucker, as hard as you can give it!"
"And that's the way you're gonna get it, bitch," Tex panted. "I'm gonna fuck the shit out of you."
Seizing her wide curvy hips, he began to cram his bloated stiff dick hard and fast in her cunt. To Cindy's wondering eyes, he seemed to be fucking her like a pile driver. His belly smacked hard against Betsy's upturned ass, and his big hard cock made a lewd squishing noise as it reamed the hot juice from her gripping pussy. He fucked into her brutally, but Betsy seemed to love it.
"Shit, yeah, fuck it to me," she moaned, "fuck it to me good and hard, honey."
"Goddam, Betsy, your cunt's hotter'n ever," Tex gasped. "You're like a furnace in there."
"I'm hot for you, you bastard," Betsy groaned. "Oh, shit, slam it to me, Tex, fuck the living shit out of me."
That shameless language, and that noisy, savage fucking, were really getting to Cindy. She frigged faster and harder on her molten-hot joy button, her hand soaked with gushing cunt-juice. She watched Tex's thick, hard rod split and spear Betsy's swollen red cunt-lips, listened to the woman howl hoarsely with pleasure. It looked as if his big dick would tear her in half, but Betsy just shrieked with ecstasy and begged for more.
"Fuck, shit, YEAH!" she howled. "That's it, honey, that's so goddam GOOD!"
Tex still had that maniacal grin on his flushed, sweaty face as he rammed his bloated dick into her fever-hot pussy. He reamed and stuffed her squeezing little fuck-hole, his eyes rolling in ecstasy. Cindy felt dizzy with horniness as she watched and frigged her clit. Wanting even more wicked pleasure, she stuffed her stiff middle finger up the fiery-hot hole of her virgin cunt. She pumped her finger furiously in the wet, hot pulp.
"Uhhhhhh, I'm gonna come," Betsy grunted. "Shit, yeah, stick it to me, fuck, FUCK!"
Tex rammed his dick into her so hard, she almost collapsed. She gave a loud, hoarse wail, and her tall body began to rock violently. As her convulsing cunt squeezed his meat, Tex yelped and began to shoot his hot load, his ass tensing and jerking.
At that moment Cindy brought herself off with her feverishly frigging fingers. She just barely stifled her cries of pleasure. One thing for sure—that fucking stuff looked like terrific fun, and she was going to try it as soon as she got the chance.