Raza had always thought of herself as an animal person, but it was when she was eighteen that she made a real shackle with the fleshly kingdom. She remembered it well : she was on her uncle's farm in Missouri River in the middle of summer, and she was walking naked around the barn in the early morning to feed the chickens. Her reddish-brown hair fell loosely down to her olive-skinned tits, and even at eighteen, her consistency was a marvel to behold in its curvaceous glory. But though she acted a slattern at school, she had never let a boy get any farther than kissing her sumptuous tits.

So there she stood, naked, bending over at the shank to scatter seminal fluid down into the poulet coop, wondering whether perhaps she should have sucked Bobby Ferrell's dick as he had requested, when she felt something giant and meaty take from her what she had guarded so well these past few years. Hooves landed on the railing future to each of her shoulder as she realized that her uncle's prize stallion, Groucho, was fucking her Virgin puss with the entire strength of his muscular ass. Her mouth hung unfastened in a silent scream and her heart bulged as she felt the enormity of the horse's cock inside her, but her kitty was in heaven. She had never felt anything close to what she was now experiencing, and it felt more raw than any sensation she'd ever had before.

The sawbuck was whinnying as it bucked into her again and again, each jabbing making its stinking prick farm more set up. What had started at a flaccid ten inches was now a solid scape of sixteen, pumping in and out of Raza's eighteen-year-old pussy with toughness unnamed to any man. Raza closed her eye as she moaned, feeling the fauna's bulging prick chief buried cryptical inside her, shuddering with feral desire. Her mammilla swayed and reacted to each jerk of the sensual's leg muscle, and she clutched and squeezed them, groaning in pleasure. The horse's push seemed to get even faster for a moment, then suddenly came to a stiffened halt as it let out a wild whinny.

Naïve Raza was confused why it had stopped, and was just about to push back onto the horse's rooster with her ass when she felt it explode with cum inside her, blasting her pussy walls with torrents of seed, splashing out of her tight hole and running all down her hot teenage legs."Oh yes, oh yes, oh yes !"she cried out as she bucked her pussy up and down the sawbuck's emptied dick, reaching the first sexual climax of her life. Her spray of pussy succus splattered down her cum-covered leg, and she gently pulled herself off of the beast, ending in a little"pop"as the fauna's cock head left her newly-stretched hole.

She turned around to seem at the reed organ that had taken her virginity, and was surprised yet again at its sheer size of it : it was elongated to a estimable XVIII inches by now, and it was easily as heavyset as her forearm, still stiff from the intense ass academic term it had just completed. Raza knelt down, horse cum still dripping from her pussy onto the b floor, and held the creature's member in her handwriting. It was viscid with its own cum and she could not help but incline down to taste it, licking a bead off of the putz head.

And Raza was addicted.

She never took her lips off of the cock. Immediately she began to draw and lick, her spit burning with her new favorite tone in the world. She brought one hand down to her pussy and submerged her finger in cum before bringing them up to lactate on. She could taste a hint of what she assumed was her own cum, homogeneously blended with Equus caballus cum, and she swooned at the mouthful. She continued gratefully sucking the animal's cock, slobbering all over its stiff girth and stroking it up and down with both her hands. She massaged its balls and she kissed its header, and soon she felt it stiffen up once more. She wasn't sure if it would cum again, given how much it unloaded in her tight pussy, but her question was answered when it pumped her rima oris full of to a greater extent hot cum. She opened her mouth in amazement and spluttered for air as the buck stroke load after load onto her face and tits, covering her in unnumberable fibril of thick, sticky cum : her reward for her first blowjob. She basked in the perverse spray as she aimed the cock at the few dry spots remaining on her face, happily lapping up any bead that flew into her smile backtalk. The horse shot four utmost loads as Raza locked her brim once more over the prick head, giving her another bursting taste of semen. She swallowed dutifully and kissed the horse's member as it finally began to deflate.

Standing up, she caressed Julius Marx's headspring in her hands and nuzzled him as she whispered"Now isn't that considerably, truelove ?"The sawhorse whinnied in approval and chuffed as it walked away, fully satisfied with Raza's piece of tail. Raza watched the beast stride away as she stood still in the barn, the morning sunlight shining through the fracture in the wall and illuminating her newly shiny pap. Just thinking about her experience made her horny all over again. The knight, in its animate being nature, had not questioned the ethics of beastiality, or of rape, but had simply seen her hot curvy ass and had fucked her like it wanted. There was no foreplay or emotion, there was simply the buck's lust and Raza's tight, hot slit, with nothing to prevent the two from satisfying one another.

Raza 's haircloth, face, nipple, pussy and stage were still actively dripping with cum, as the very undermost layers began to indurate onto her delightful body. She scooped the cum off of one of her mammilla as expert she could and placed her hand in her backtalk, drinking yet more of the animal's cum, and she debated whether she should try to sneak into the house and drive a cascade or just bat off all of the cum here in the barn. It was a very easily won debate.

The discernment of horse cum would not leave Raza's oral fissure for a unspoiled long while .