Beast Feast SisterChapter 7
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Karen scaled the fence again, her cunt dripping onto the strands of wire, glistening like dew in the light of the moon. On the other side, she gathered up her skirt and blouse, but did not get dressed. She had promised her brother another blowjob on her way out, and saw no reason to put her clothing on prematurely in case that blowjob happened to turn into a fuck. But the thought of fucking and sucking with a man, even her big-pricked brother, no longer held much attraction for the horny girl now that she had discovered the pure pleasure of cluster-fucking with wild animals. Human cocks were not as vital, men did not whine and whimper with such total abandon, and last, but not least, human jism was pallid, tasteless stuff, compared to the thick, gamey fuckjuice of a beast.
As she walked back towards the gatehouse, Karen was not really thinking about doing any more animal fucking at the moment, although she knew she would be coming back to the zoo a whole lot from now on, giving her brother a blowjob just to satisfy him and to whet her appetite for the animal antics in store for her.
After all, she had just taken on three wolves at once, and what possible depravity could follow that?
Then she saw the water buffalo.
Karen halted and stared at the massive brute. He was standing at the wire, his huge head lowered. The beast looked as big and powerful as a locomotive. He snorted, his soft black muzzle rippling, and pawed at the earth with one hind hoof. His enormous body was jet black, and vibrant with muscle. The naked woman and the gigantic beast eyed each other. He tossed his head and his menacing horns jerked upwards, towering out from the heavy boss on his brow. The brute was an intimidating sight, and Karen hesitated. She had heard that big game hunters often considered the water buffalo the most dangerous game. Did she dare approach the creature?
Then she leaned down and looked under him--and gasped when she saw how huge his cock was! She had no idea if the quality of that prick would equal that of a wolf, but there was no doubt about the quantity! The buffalo's cock was as big as all three wolf cocks put together. The sight made Karen dizzy--and aware of how empty her cunthole was at the moment. Would that giant prick fit in her cunt? she wondered.
The buffalo's cock was hard as iron and his mighty balls were so bloated that she calculated they must contain nearly a gallon of fuckjuice. Obviously, the horny beast had become aroused as he scented Karen cavorting with the wolves. She smiled, thinking that since it was her fault that he had that huge hard-on, she was sort of obligated to empty it for him. The prospect was thrilling. If it was too big to fit in her cunt or mouth, she could at least jerk him off with both hands, she reasoned, and let his slime spurt into her face, with her mouth open and her tongue sticking out.
But she was frightened of the dangerous beast. Lusting for his huge cock, she was still wary of those wicked horns curling from his head--horns that could toss a lion like a rag doll. Her gaze moved back and forth, looking at his horns and then at his prick. As she stared at his fuckrod, it rippled as if her gaze had caressed his flesh. His cockshaft was as big as her arm, and his cock-knob looked like the head of a battering ram. The huge slab was jet black, slick and shiny in the moonlight, a hunk of glistening obsidian, and oh, how wonderful it would feel to have that giant hunk of cockmeat throbbing deep in her cunthole!
Karen moved up to the wire fence, nervously, hesitantly, still undecided. The brute bellowed, startling her. He lowered his head, as if to hook at her with his horns. But the look in his big round eyes was not at all frightening. It was gentle and soulful.
Reaching through the wire strands, she patted his soft, moist muzzle. The beast rumbled. His tongue shot out, curling through the wire and lapping at her bushy cunt mound. Karen parted her thighs and dipped down, and the buffalo slurped his tongue into her creamy pussy gash. She shuddered with the sensation, and the wild creature snorted gustily. His hot breath billowed up her fuckhole. Her clit rippled in the breeze. Dangerous or not, how could she resist? And why would the savage brute want to sink his horns into her soft, warm flesh when he could sink his prick into a wet, pink wound that was already gaping open for him?
Karen scaled the fence and dropped down in the enclosure. The buffalo stood, head down, docile as a cow waiting to be milked--and with his cock and balls throbbing with his own milky load.
She stepped up in front of him and grasped him by his curved horns, pushing her belly out. The buffalo slapped his tongue into her soaking crotch. Her fuck button throbbed on his soft black snout as his tongue slipped right up inside of her cunt.
Karen shuddered. His massive tongue slapped at her again, hiking her ass and hips upwards. She clung to his horns and rose onto her tiptoes, thighs trembling, letting the herbivore graze in her furry pasture.
She was tempted to cream his tongue, knowing the brute would relish the steaming overflow. But she would still be obliged to empty his cock and balls afterwards, and she knew she wouldn't enjoy it quite as much if she had already gotten her own rocks off. She let him tongue her until her cunt was sizzling hot, then pulled her crotch away.
The buffalo eyed her suspiciously, his huge head tipped to one side. Karen bent down and kissed him on the moist, cuntjuice-soaked snout. Then she slowly sank to her knees before him. His cock was so long that the ebony knob was almost pushing out between his front legs. The flaring prickhead looked as big as her head, she thought.
She blew on it and it pulsed. She didn't think it would fit in her mouth, but she leaned forward and began to run her flattened tongue all over the smoking hot meat. She whimpered at the taste and the texture, thrilled to the core. The mighty beast's cockmeat was even more savory than wolf cock--musky and spicy and tangy. This was wild game, indeed.
A thick glob of cum squeezed from his pisshole and ran down his prick, all white and creamy on the black meat. Karen flicked her tongue out and slurped it up, purring as she swallowed the slimy delicacy. It was only a single blob, yet it went down her gullet like a raw oyster. She gulped and opened her mouth wide, clamping her lips around the tip of the buffalo's rampaging cockhead. It was too big to fit into her mouth, as she had feared. She could only suck on the cleft tip. She held his stalk between her cupped hands, barely able to enclose it, and began to frig him up and down. As the leathery sheath pulled back, his naked black crown flared in her lips. Another gooey dribble, thick as whipped cream, slid onto her tongue. It was so delicious that Karen would have sucked him off if she had been able to--and if her cunt were not smoldering with such fiery urgency, with such a compelling need to be full. Karen gave his cockhead a last slurp and a lick, then drew her head back. The buffalo humped, pushing his prick towards her face, but she sat back on her ass in the dirt and the buffalo shit, letting his cockhead nudge her tits. She arched and dropped back onto the ground. Her head and shoulders were flat to the earth, her feet were planted firmly, widespread, and her lithe body arched. Her ass and groin rose up high--level with the buffalo's cockhead.
Tony humped, shoving his iron-hard prick up toward Karen's flooded fuckhole. His cockhead slid against the inside of her thigh as it lunged toward the target--and then his balls erupted before he made contact! Tony gasped and jerked violently. His fuckjuice came rushing up his cockshaft and spurted from his pisshole in a creamy cascade. The steaming hot slime skimmed up the inside of Karen's sleek thigh and splashed into her crotch. Tony gave a strangled cry, a combination of shame and...
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FantasyBeasts Are Better by Richard Long Chapter 1 "Here, let me do it." "Yeah, you know how to get a cock hard, just rub it over that honey hole of yours, baby, and I'll ream it out good for you!" Eileen Tremaine reached down to grasp Hank Barstow's flaccid cock as he knelt between her widespread thighs and leaned over her prostrate body. As she did, she cursed herself for having delayed the exciting moment; she had had him firm and hard while she had been mouthing...
Jackson's cock, the vigor with which he applied it and the resulting ferocity of his orgasm left both Eileen and Doreen fully satisfied for several hours. Doreen went back to her cottage, vowing that she was going to sleep the rest of the day and savor the memory of the donkey's massive prick. Eileen forced herself to perform the several chores which needed doing. For once she completely forgot about her pussy and its seemingly incessant demands; she discovered just how comforting it can be...
"Yes father." She looked back down at the book before her trying to concentrate but her mind kept moving to the battle from the night before. The Minotaur that her father held for sport. Though she hated watching beast kind fight and kill for show she had become enthralled by him immediately. The raw power he held, the way even under a cloth his manhood swung. How even that appeared to have been a mighty weapon of it’s own. Her legs pressed together at the thought of such a brutish male...
Charlie held me tight as I tried to free my self from his erupting male member. Squirt after intensive squirt filled my oral cavity with copious amounts of his seed as he encouraged me '..swallow bitch, don't let none of my babies hit the damn floor...' I had no choice but to begin to swallow his ever spurt. The slick substance seemed to now it had to go down my throat and into my stomach. The thought of me swallowing his sperm caused me to gag, in between reflexes Charlie hunched strong and...
Micheal looked at me pained and panting as Bruce hunched his bung, his eyes pleading me as I looked over their heads and saw Daniel in the dim light nodding his head up and down. Charlie was behind me and kicked my feet apart and said hold his head and kiss him bitch...' Naked and straddling the bench, I raised my hands and took hold of Micheal's face and begin to kiss him. Micheal broke down and started to cry in earnest as our lips met and my tongue explored his mouth. I twisted his head to...