'No… no…' She gripped his prick harder.
He grasped her tits and pressed them together. 'Tell me you want to be fucked!'
'No! Don't say that!'
'God damn!' Pete snarled, straddling her waist on his knees. His thrusting cock bumped across her titties.
As Millie stared down, amazed and thrilled by what he was doing, Pete caught his upthrust pecker between her satiny mounds. He pushed her breasts together, enfolding his hot, throbbing shaft. Its bulging head stuck up out of her valley and, as Pete began hunching, Millie watched the rosy, mushroom-shaped prominence rise and fall as its stalk stroked the inner walls of her breasts.
'Lick it as it comes up!' Pete ordered.
'No…'
'Lick it!'
Millie bent her head, stuck out her tongue, and swiped at the upward thrusting cockhead. After doing this several times, she let out a little moan, bent farther, and captured the entire meaty glans in her mouth.
Pete fucked his cock up and down between her tits and into the rosy, elastic circle of her lips.
'Now – tell me what you… want!' he snarled, grasping her blonde hair and pulling her head back.
She stared at his lean, hard face, her eyes misting as her scalp hurt and her body throbbed.
'Fuck me! Fuck me!'
Pete grinned evilly. 'Where do you want my cock? Say it!'
'Inside me!' Millie panted. 'In my… belly! All the way in!'
'In what?'
'In me! In my…'
Pete gave her hair another jerk.
'In my cunt!' Millie cried. 'Oh shit, fuck my cunt!'
'With what? With what?'
'With your cock, you bastard,' Millie howled. 'Stick your cock in me! I want your beautiful, big, sweet prick!'
'That's it, baby!' Pete exclaimed, letting go of her hair and pushing her onto her back on the grass.
He backed up, gripped the thin elastic band at the top of her panties, and quickly peeled the garment out from under her hips. He turned her panties inside out as he hauled them up her tapering legs which Millie lifted to assist him. Pete tossed her pants aside and pushed her thighs wide apart.
The lips of Millie's pussy were so puffed with desire that they couldn't remain closed. Pete gazed delightedly at her coral inner folds which were running with viscous fluid. Her clit was sticking up.
Her little oval hole was palpitating.
Pete pushed down his pants and shorts, then scrambled between her thighs, tilting his cock, to her opening. He rammed his stiff dick all the way up her slippery channel, drawing a gasp from the thrilled young woman. His fat cockhead stretched her tissues wide apart.
Supporting himself on straight arms, Pete stroked his immense tool in and out of Millie's quivering, throbbing quim. Her intimate membranes molded themselves to his ramming organ, seeming to suck it deeper and deeper. His plunges bumped her womb. His heavy balls plopped against her tingling asshole.
Wild with passion, Millie gripped Pete's arms just below the shoulders, digging her fingernails in. She bowed her back upward and swung her head from side to side as she hunched against him, panting and moaning.
Suddenly he stopped fucking her and pulled his pecker out. The wet-red organ, rigidly upthrust and quivering with sexual power, swayed and bobbed as he backed off the startled girl.
'What are you doing?' she demanded. 'Put it back, you prick. Fuck me, damn it!'
'Roll over,' Pete snapped, pushing at her hip. 'Get on your knees and shoulders.'
'Why?' she asked in anguish. But she did as he had directed.
Pete stared at her round upthrust ass, lusciously split into two perfect cheeks with a deep alluring crevice between. Her tiny, puckered asshole winked at him. Below it, surrounded by blonde fluffy hair, was the pink elliptical slash of her vulva.
Grasping his cock, Pete moved forward and sank into her pussy from the rear. He began to fuck her, slamming his straight, hard belly against her buttocks.
Millie gasped in rhythm with his jarring thrusts. Her hot nipples skidded in the grass. She felt deliciously humiliated positioned this way, out in the open, her ass in the air and Pete ramming into her like some beast. This, she believed, was the kind of treatment she deserved.
Millie's passion quickly surged toward release. Pete strove to achieve his climax. Neither of them heard the dull clop-clop of approaching hooves.
Cal topped the rise behind them just as Millie howled, 'Oooh, I'm going to get it! Fuck me, you bull! Oh, you stallion! Fuck me… fuck me… fuck me!'
Pete drilled her upthrust ass like the passion-crazed animal he was. The sounds of slapping flesh were loud on the clear prairie air. As Cal stared at the shockingly abandoned sight, his prick stiffened against the horn of his saddle. 'I'll be a sonofabitch!' he muttered under his breath.
Millie bawled as she climaxed. Her cuntal muscles gripped Pete's thrusting cock as if they wanted to pull it off. He jerked and growled fiercely as his balls gushed up their load of cream. Spurt after spurt of his thick, hot fluid pumped into the convulsing girl.
With a happy moan, Pete fell forward atop her forcing her fully against the grass.
Cal stopped his horse and dismounted. With his cock straining forward, threatening to burst his snug jeans, he ambled toward the passion-locked lovers on the grass.
CHAPTER SEVEN
'Well, now just look at this!' Cal said. He laughed as he pushed his battered Stetson toward the back of his head.
Pete whirled around, pulling his slightly softened penis from Millie's quaking hole. The dazed girl stared at Cal over her shoulder.
'Git out of here!' Pete snarled at his brother. He quickly stood and stuffed his wet, red penis into his briefs as he pulled his pants up.
Millie was able to collect herself sufficiently to turn onto her bottom. She clapped a hand in front of her blonde-tufted loins and extended an arm across her bobbling breasts. Cal grinned as his eager blue eyes caressed her. A hump remained at the front of his pants.
'I said git!' Pete demanded angrily as he approached Cal.
'Just cool down, brother,' the huskier young man advised. 'We're gonna have us a little talk.'
Millie uncovered her breasts and scooted forward, titties shaking, to snatch her pink panties off the grass.
'Don't put them on!' Cal told her. 'Let's all just take it easy.'
'What have you got on your cruddy mind?' Pete asked.
Cal's eyes twinkled. 'The same damned thing you had on yours – gettin' myself a piece of…'
'No!' she exclaimed, fumbling with her panties.
'I told you to leave those fuckin' pants alone!' Cal said, rushing over to her. He snatched the silky undergarment from her hands. He held her pants up and looked at them. 'Man, they're sure wet!' He chortled as he ran a thick finger over the slippery, gleaming crotch, then lifted the panties to his nose and sniffed them. 'Mmmm, they smell good!' Cal said. He balled the panties and stuffed them into his pocket.
'Millie don't have to mess around with you,' said Pete.
Cal looked at him. 'Oh, don't she?'
'Shit, no!'
'Well, I'd just give another thought to that if I was you, Pete old stud. I saw you two screwing, and if I don't get my piece I'll blab the whole thing to Danny.'
