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"Stop... oh please!"
But there was no conviction in her voice. It was just like the night Joey had first fucked her. Barbara had begged him not to touch her when every fiber of her body ached for him. She knew Brad would be the same way. She watched with growing excitement as his cock grew harder and stiffer. It was so big--at least nine, maybe ten inches long and possibly two inches across. The sides were roped with pulsing blue veins while the spongy head was growing purple.
"Ohhhh, nice hot cunt! Yeah, it's gonna feel real nice against my prick."
Barbara sobbed, turning her head away and closing her eyes. How she hated herself! She should be crying out even now, even under the threat of another beating. But instead she lay there, panting like a bitch in rut, her crotch filled with a wild throbbing. She wanted to touch that cock, to feel it, to smell it!
"No!" She sobbed, scooting back, her spine pressed against the stall wall. Clenching her fists, she pressed them to her sides, shaking her head from left to right. Christina was only a short distance away, working on her books.
Everything was quite normal outside, while here in the barn the world was turning upside down. Dizzy with fright, Barbara once more begged him not to hurt her.
Brad only laughed, pushing his Levi's down to the tops of his boots. The hot, sour smell of his crotch washed over her. It was exciting, the most potent perfume possible for her. A draft tightened her damp scalp as Brad moved closer to her, his fat cock waving, striking his jutting hipbone. Oh, how muscular his thighs were, almost as muscular and strong as Lightning's!
Barbara's tits swelled, the nipples taut, straining against her bra. A spasm shot through her body, making her pussy pucker, her clit tingle with electricity. It was then she realized her body was alive again, quivering with anticipation.
"No!"
He was on top of her in an instant, his hands pawing her shirt, tearing it from her Levi's and opening the buttons.
"No, stop!"
She closed her eyes, her mouth a tight scar as she struggle futilely under the big man. His knees were pressing into her thighs painfully while his fingers ripped open her shirt. Next she felt her bra strap being undone, the cups sliding from her big tits.
"Ohhhhh yeahhhhh..."
Brad stopped for a moment, his eyes wide with delight as he stared at the resilient mounds resting on her chest. She felt his breath against her nipples, then soon felt his lips cupping one, sucking hard while his teeth nibbled the rubbery flesh.
Arching her back, Barbara sobbed, her tits jiggling like pudding from her violent moves. He sucked hard, first one tit then the other, his hands kneading the soft flesh painfully while his tongue scraped over the tips of her nipples.
"No, don't... ohhhh, you beast... You animal!" she sobbed.
He slapped her again, this time more softly than before while his knees spread her legs farther apart.
"Gonna get me some cuntmeat now. And man, I'm real hungry for it," he muttered.
Barbara felt him draw back, felt his fingers fumbling with her Levi's. She beat at him with her clenched fists, shoved her ass down hard against the floor. But it was useless. Brad only laughed at her attempts of escape. Opening her jeans, tugging them off her flailing legs, then hooking his fingers around the elastic waist-band of her panties and pulling them down, he finally stripped the thrashing woman naked.
"No!"
Brad was on her once more, pinning her down with his body, dry fucking her by rubbing his prick back and forth over her simmering pussy slit.
"No, no!"
Barbara thought someone had set fire to her cunt! It ran with juice, the hot fluid seeping down into the hot crack between her asscheeks. She felt his prick rubbing new life into her clit while his balls dragged over her crotch.
Her cries of help soon turned to cries of greed. Instead of pushing him away Barbara found herself holding onto him, feeling the itchy stubble around her working its way into her sweaty asscrack.
"Yeah, knew you'd be wantin' it. Shit, you was wantin' it before when I talked to you. Now you can't keep still, can you? Want that hot cock?"
"Oh, oh, oh!"
The dog, the horse, everything had conspired against her. Now she was held captive under his body, feeling his cock bumping up against her pussy. And then he was completely on top of her, his cock gouging slickly down her cuntal cleft, the domed head pressing against the fuzzy crack.
She felt her cuntlips peeling back, stretching to make room for his prick. Oh, it was going in, going in, rubbing against the quivering, pulsing folds of her cunt! Barbara snapped her head from side to side, her fingers tightening around Brad's neck while her ass pranced for more cock meat. He was fucking her, fucking her hard and deep.
"Oh no, don't... don't..."
"Jesus Christ, you fuckin' bitch! Don't lie to me," Brad grunted, working his hips from side to side.
Barbara stiffened, arching her back as she felt his cock slipping and stirring around in her pussy. "You're... you're going to kill meeeee with that thing!" she gasped.
Brad only laughed, tightened his ass muscles and shoved forward again. Looking up, Barbara saw his face slacken, then tighten up once more as inch after cock-throbbing inch slurped into her furry cunt.
"Uhhhhh..."
The woman shuddered with the sexy sensation of her cunt being filled with a cock. It was really being stuffed, stretched. She moved her hips, changing the angle her cunt made contact with Brad's fat prick. He was now halfway inside when she felt a mini spasm pass through her pussy. Both of them gasped, their bodies grinding against one another while her cuntlips sucked and gummed on the big ranch hand's cock.
"Fuck! Jesus, ain't never had a woman who could do somethin' like that!" he groaned.
"Can't... can't help it," Barbara cried, closing her eyes in shame.
"Fuck, man, you can do that all the time. I don't give a damn!"
Barbara breathed deeply, her lungs burning and hurting as the oxygen flowed through her flaring nostrils. Slowly, gradually, she felt her cuntal muscles relaxing, letting more of Brad's cock slip into her pussy. She felt the juices seeping out around his entrenching dick, bubbling out and frothing around her cuntal hairs while her ass moved sexily back and forth over the hay stubble in the stall. Again she heard the horse whinnying in the back stall, her cries obviously upsetting him. Just thinking about that beautiful white stallion brought another shiver of delight racing through her tight pussy.
"Uhhhh... fuck it out, baby!"
Barbara twisted around, feeling her insides stretching out around the huge cock shaft. Again the woman tensed, waiting for the bulging cockhead to reach down farther in her pussy. She thought there would be a moment when she would have to scream for him to stop. And would he?
"Ohhhhh baby, baby, you're too fuckin' much! Bet I could fuck you all night and you'd still be ready for more cock!"
"No, no, not true," she panted, unable to form sentences any more.
"Yeah, right," he gasped, throwing two more inches of his prick into her.
"No more... can't take much more," the woman panted.
"You're real tight, baby, but you're stretchin' out just fine," Brad moaned, bending over and sucking on her throat.
"No, no, it's so... oh God! Please, please, don't..."
Barbara felt Brad tucking his ass under. She gasped as his hot, low-hanging balls swung up and slapped against her asscheeks. She hadn't ever thought she would have something this big in her body. Even Joey wasn't this hung!
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