Vicky froze in her tracks when she knew that that was what she had heard. It was louder and clearer now. "Harder, baby, fuck me just as hard as you possibly can."
She knew right then that it was Chris and that girl and that the two of them were fucking. She had to look though. She had gone this far and now she had to go the rest of the way. Maybe if she saw him fucking another girl, she could hate him, and all this torture would end.
She moved closer and closer. She was in this thick clump of trees and bushes. She saw this clearing and then she saw the very thing she knew she would see. There was that girl flat on her back, her legs wide open and around Chris' waist. Chris was on top of her and his ass was bobbing up and down.
Vicky got down near the ground and she could see the sides of the girl's cunt as it opened wider and wider. All she could really see of Chris was his bobbing ass. She wanted to scream but she didn't. She lay there frozen like a rock. She could tell they were about to reach their orgasms, and she could tell when they did.
They both began to shake all over as they had their orgasms. Vicky wanted to close her eyes but she couldn't. She had to watch now. But the funny thing was that she knew that this would just make her love Chris all the more, because now she saw how good he was at fucking.
She had always known in her mind that he had to be the best at fucking, but now she was actually seeing for herself that he was. That girl was going insane, and it was all because of what Chris was doing to her, and what he had been doing to her, and what he would probably still do her after they had recovered from this orgasm.
Even Herbert had been able to have three orgasms in a row without stopping, and stay hard all that time as well. Surely Chris could do a lot better than that. She wondered how many orgasms they had before this, before she heard them, before she had started to watch like she was.
Maybe they had just started and she would get to see it all. In spite of how much it killed her inside to watch, she now had to see it all.
Then she saw Chris get off the girl.
"Is that all?" the girl asked.
"Of course not," Chris replied, helping her to her feet. "That was just the beginning."
"So why are we standing?" the girl asked, obviously peeved at this sudden rupture in their fucking. "Let's get back down and keep fucking.
That's what you brought me out here for, wasn't it?"
"I certainly did. Now wait right here."
Chris ran off into the woods and the girl just stood there looking like she didn't know what to do next. It looked to Vicky as if the girl was going to cry. Then Chris came back into the clearing. Only he was leading his horse by the reins. The girl looked at the horse and then as Chris, and then she smiled.
"I get it," she said, "we're going to fuck sitting on your horse, aren't we? That should be really good. I can't wait."
"No," Chris said, "that's not what we're going to do. That isn't what we're going to do at all. In fact, you and I aren't going to do anything at all. You and I are never going to do anything again.
However, you and my horse are going to do lots together, and he's just getting ready for you now. See his hard-on? It's as big as your arm, isn't it?"
Vicky couldn't help looking at the horse's huge cock, even though she had seen their cocks a million times or more. Hadn't she seen the horses fucking at mating season since she was two? Didn't she always get a secret thrill out of it? But still she looked to see what the horse's cock looked like.
The girl was the one who was scared now. "Just what do you mean by that kind of talk? You just better explain yourself, and do it now. Do you mean to say that you expect me to have sex with your horse? That you expect me to let a horse fuck me? First of all, it would kill me, and second of all, it's downright perverted. Take me home right this minute."
She went to grab her clothes off the ground and Chris just grabbed her and threw her on the ground, flat on her back. From out of nowhere he got a whip, and he began to use it on her. The girl rolled over on her stomach as fast as she could as the whip cracked into her milky, white thighs. Thighs that were still covered with Chris' and her own come.
"You'll do just as I tell you," Chris was saying very softly. "First you are going to blow my horse and you are going to blow him good, and then you are going to let him fuck you. Don't worry, he won't kill you.
He never killed any of the others, and you're a lot bigger inside than they were. A lot bigger."
Vicky watched even more closely now as Chris pulled the girl back up off the ground and pushed her towards the horse. "Now get under the horse and blow him," Chris yelled at her, and with that he cracked the whip on her bare ass again, making her scream out again. "If you don't you'll get a beating instead. It's your choice, the beating or the horse. All the other girls picked the horse. I'm sure you can see why."