Bestiality and a Young Girl(13)

One thing about Vicky. She had big tits. It was impossible for Phil to get her whole tit in his mouth, but he was trying just the same. He was trying just as hard as he could, and he was getting quite a bit of her tit in his mouth, and what he had in his mouth, he was sucking on as hard as he could.

Vicky was running her fingers through his hair and then she began to pull on his hair. That made him suck on her all the harder, as she knew it would. She could feel his teeth sinking into her tit, and that made her quiver all over. She could feel her cunt getting moist because of it.

"That's it," she was saying to him. "Suck me real hard. Suck me just as hard as you can. Bite me too. I love it when you bite me. I really do.

Bite me harder. As hard as you can."

Phil did everything she wanted him to, and more. He was going after her cunt now, and he was pulling her blue jeans and panties down so he could get after her. Once he had them down to her knees he got his head right down between her legs, and he began to suck on her cuntlips.

He began to rub his tongue back and forth on her clit, and then he got his tongue right inside her. Vicky pressed her pussy against his open mouth as hard as she could. She could feel his tongue going way inside her and that made her go all soft inside. She could feel her sex juices flowing already.

He was getting right after her too and she could feel his teeth sinking into her cuntlips. That hurt at first, but after awhile it felt good, and she told him to bite her even harder, and he did. He bit her just as hard as he could, and soon he was drawing blood, along with her come.

He was lapping up both her blood and her come, and he seemed to like both. He just couldn't get enough of her. It was then that Jack said that they had better stop since they were approaching the track. Hours had passed since Vicky had gotten in the car, but it seemed like such a short time had passed by.

Jack had parked the car and they-he and Phil-were putting the horses up in the stable they had been assigned. They had two horses, one male and one female. A few other people had arrived with their horses, and they were also stabling them. Vicky watched all the horses very closely. She was trying to pick out the ones that she might prefer.

Right then the only thing that she could think of was getting a horse's cock inside her cunt or at least in her mouth. Phil had really eaten her out good, and she could still feel her cunt twitching from what he had done to her, but she had a feeling that that was all he could do.

She had asked him many times to fuck her, but he had kept on eating her out instead. Every time she had tried to reach under his pants for his cock he had pushed her hand away. I'll bet he can't even get it up, she thought as she watched him and his father put the horses up. Well, I'll find out for sure tonight. If he can't fuck me, I'll find something that can.

Phil kept looking aver at her with this sheepish grin on his face.

Vicky smiled back at him. Well, you got your tongue in me, she thought.

Let's see what else you can get in me. She made her way to the stable and began to look around. They would be sleeping here the whole time they were here, and she wanted to find the best place possible.

Each section of the stable was walled off from the others, and there were living accommodations in the back of them. They weren't much, but they would do. The horses stayed in front, and in the back there was a small room with two beds in it. The beds were singles, but they looked like they could hold two people.

Well, she thought, one of them is going to have to hold two people.

Either Phil is going to be sleeping with me, or he's going to have to bunk in with his father. Vicky couldn't imagine herself sleeping with the father.

There was a small stove and a refrigerator in the room as well. Later on, Vicky cooked a small supper, and the three of them sat around eating it. Vicky and Phil sat on one bed, and Jack sat over on the other. I guess this is how we're going to be sleeping too, Vicky thought.

As far as Vicky was concerned, it didn't matter to her whether she slept with Phil. What mattered was that she get a chance at his horse.

She had gotten a good look at that horse and she could see that he had a huge cock. It was soft at the time, but Vicky could picture in her mind what it would look like once it was hard, and she couldn't wait to see it hard.

They finished their supper and then Jack decided to talk about his sex life with his wife. His wife had just died the year before, and as Phil told her later, that was all his father ever wanted to talk about anymore.

"Yeah," he said, "my wife was some hunk of ass. She could throw the meanest fuck in the world. She'd wrap those legs of hers around me and then she would grind that pussy of hers against me, and we would fuck like it was the last time. Yeah, we put everything in each and every fuck."