After giving John a blowjob, Sarah goes for a walk around his ranch.
"Fuck!" John moaned as his cock pistoned in and out of Sarah's eager mouth. Her warm tongue swirled around the base of John's shaft, her fingers gripping his thighs as she deepthroated him with practiced ease. She moaned around his cock, the vibrations sending shivers through his body as she bobbed her head faster. John's hands tangled in her hair, guiding her movements as she took him deeper and deeper, her throat muscles flexing around him.
"Oh fuck, you're so good at that," he groaned, his hips jerking involuntarily as she sucked harder. Sarah pulled back just enough to lick a stripe up his length before taking him fully in her mouth again, her nose pressing against his pelvis. Sarah's tongue swirled around the base of John's cock as she pulled back just slightly, creating a wet popping sound. Her blue eyes met his as she pulled her mouth off him, leaving a trail of saliva connecting her face to his throbbing erection.
"Tastes even better when I know I'm getting you worked up," she giggled, reaching up to stroke him slowly. Her other hand cupped his balls, giving them a gentle squeeze as she continued watching his face. "You want to cum in my mouth, baby? Want me to swallow every drop?"
John's breath came in short, ragged gasps as he looked down at Sarah kneeling before him. Her fingers still played with his balls while her other hand stroked his shaft with steady, practiced movements. The combination of her words and her touch was driving him closer to the edge.
"Yes, fuck yes," he growled, his voice rough with need. "Suck me harder, baby. Take it all like the good slut you are." His hands gripped her hair tighter as he thrust his hips forward, pushing his cock back into her mouth. Sarah moaned around him, the vibrations traveling up his shaft and sending electricity through his body. Sarah's eyes widened slightly at the vulgar words, a thrill of arousal shooting through her as she submitted to his dominance. Her throat relaxed further as she took him deeper, her nose pressing against his pelvis once more. She swallowed around him, her throat muscles squeezing his length as she pulled back slightly, then thrust forward again, taking him as far as she could.
The sound of her gagging was muffled by the thick cock in her mouth, her fingers tightening on his thighs in response. She felt his cock twitch and throb against her tongue, knowing he was close. With one final push, she deepthroated him completely, her nose pressing against his pelvis as her hands reached around to grip his ass, pulling him deeper.
"Fuck! Oh god! Yes!" His hands tightened in her hair as he pumped his hips, thrusting shallowly as he came. The first jet of cum hit Sarah's throat, hot and thick as she swallowed instinctively. Her hands continued to pull him in, keeping him buried as he filled her mouth with pulse after pulse of his release. Sarah milked his cock with her throat muscles, making sure she got every last drop as John's hands held her head firmly in place. His breathing was ragged, his entire body tense as he rode out the powerful orgasm. She felt his thighs quiver against her shoulders, his grip in her hair almost painfully tight.
When he finally released her, Sarah pulled back slowly, letting his softening cock slip from her mouth with an audible pop. A thick strand of saliva and cum connected them for a moment before breaking. She licked her lips slowly, savoring the taste as she looked up at John with half-lidded eyes.
"Mmm, that was delicious," Sarah purred, licking her lips again as she looked up at John with satisfaction in her expression. Her hand still rested lightly on his thigh, her fingers occasionally brushing against his softening cock. John exhaled heavily, leaning back against the wall for support as he gazed down at her.
"That was... fuck," he breathed, a small grin spreading across his face. Sarah crawled closer, pressing her body against his leg as she nuzzled his inner thigh. Her tongue darted out to lick a stripe up his spent cock, collecting the last drops of cum left on his skin. Sarah's tongue was gentle as she cleaned him, her hands moving up to cup his balls again. She gave them a light squeeze, feeling the soft weight in her palm as she continued lapping at his cock with slow, deliberate strokes. John's fingers ran through her hair, combing it gently now that the intensity had passed. He watched her with half-lidded eyes, still recovering from the intensity of his orgasm.
"Fuck, you're good at that," he murmured, his voice rough. Sarah looked up at him through her lashes, her face glistening with saliva and the remains of his release. She moved closer, pressing a soft kiss to the tip of his cock before pulling back with a satisfied smile. "I know," she replied with a smirk, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. She stood gracefully, pressing her body against John's as her arms wound around his neck. Her bare breasts pushed against his chest as she leaned up to kiss him. John groaned into the kiss, his hands sliding down to grip her ass and pull her closer. Even softened, his cock twitched against her thigh as she grinded against him.
"I want you to fuck me," Sarah murmured against his lips, breaking the kiss to nuzzle his neck. Her teeth grazed his earlobe before she sucked it into her mouth, her tongue flicking over the sensitive flesh. One hand slid down his chest, fingers tracing the lines of his abs before wrapping around his cock. Even if he wasn't fully hard again yet, she stroked him slowly, her thumb circling the head.
"I want you inside me," she continued, her words quiet but intense. "I want you to fuck me hard, baby. I want to feel you stretch me open, fuck me until I can't walk straight." John smiled as he gently pushed her away. "Sure thing," he said, "just give me some time, will you." Sarah pouted playfully, her fingers still moving lightly on his cock. "I can wait," she said with a wink, "but not for long." She stepped back, reaching behind herself to unclasp her bra. The fabric fell away, letting her heavy breasts bounce free. She threw the bra aside carelessly before hooking her thumbs into the waistband of her panties and pushing them down her legs.
She stepped out of them slowly, kicking them aside before looking up at John with smoldering eyes. Her hands moved up her body, cupping her breasts and squeezing them together as she met his gaze. "Better?" John's eyes hungrily groped every inch of Sarah's perfect body. She could be persistent when she wanted to get fucked, which was just about all the time. Despite the display she was putting on, John's cock only managed to twitch a little, then went completely soft.
He let out an exasperated sign. "Well, you're going to wait a little bit," he said. "Go for a walk or something. I'll come find you when I'm ready." Sarah's face fell in disappointment. She had been so sure that after that amazing blowjob, John would be ready to fuck her brains out. Instead, he was brushing her off like she was some kind of nuisance. The rejection stung, but she wasn't going to show it.
"Fine," she pouted, crossing her arms under her breasts. "But don't take too long, or I might find someone else to take care of me." She turned away dramatically, her ass swaying as she walked toward the door.
John chuckled behind her. "Not likely," he said. "There's no one else around here for miles." Sarah paused in the doorway, glancing over her shoulder with a sultry smile. "Maybe I'll go for a walk and see what I can find," she said, wiggling her eyebrows. Then she was gone, stepping outside into the warm Texas air completely nude. The sun kissed her skin as she walked away from the house, not bothering to look back. She loved being naked outside—the freedom of it, the way the breeze felt against her bare skin. It was liberating. And it was exhilarating knowing that if anyone saw her, she'd be the talk of the county for years to come. Not that anyone would see her. John had a huge spread, and the nearest neighbors were miles away. Sarah wandered aimlessly through the fields, her bare feet padding through the soft grass as she breathed in the earthy air. She listened to the sounds of the ranch—the distant mooing of cattle, the occasional chirping of birds, the wind rustling through the tall grass. The heat of the sun beat down on her, making her skin glisten with sweat as she sauntered along. Her nipples hardened in the breeze, swaying slightly as she moved. Every so often, she ran her hands over her own body, touching herself almost absentmindedly.
Sarah spotted the barn in the distance and headed toward it. As she approached, she could hear the rustling of horses inside. She stopped outside the open barn door, leaning against the frame as she peered inside. A few horses milled about in their stalls, their heads turning to look at her curiously. But in the center of the barn stood the largest horse she had ever seen—John's prized stud. His coat was a deep chestnut color, muscles rippling beneath his skin as he moved. His cock, already half-hard, hung heavy between his legs, swinging slightly as he shifted.
Sarah's mouth went dry as she stared at it. She had never seen a horse's cock up close before, and the sheer size of it made her pussy throb. She could feel her inner walls clenching at the mere sight of it. Slowly, she stepped inside the barn, her bare feet making almost no sound on the packed dirt floor. Sarah bit her lip, her fingers coming up to trace the contours of his muscular neck. Sarah could feel her pussy clenching around nothing, her earlier disappointment forgotten as a new excitement filled her. "Hey there, big boy."
She reached out to stroke the horse's nose, feeling his hot breath against her skin. "You are a handsome boy," she murmured, her voice husky with desire. "I'll bet all the mares want that big cock." The horse nuzzled against her hand. She leaned in close and pushed one of her breasts against his muzzle, moaning as his meaty lips explored her nipple. "I think I might want it too." Sarah's fingers drifted down the horse's massive body, her touch light and exploratory. She traced the outline of his muscular flanks before moving lower, her breath coming in short gasps as she neared his cock. The horse shifted, his massive member swaying slightly as she approached. She wrapped her fingers around the base, shocked at how thick it was. Her fingers couldn't even touch each other as she gripped it.
The horse let out a soft whinny as she began to stroke him, his cock growing rapidly in her hand. Sarah watched in fascination as it hardened, the veins bulging along the shaft. She pumped her fist along its length, lubricating it with the copious precum that already leaked from the tip. Sarah's pussy was absolutely drenched now, as she gazed at the monstrous horse cock in her hand. She bent over and got underneath the horse, lining up the head with her entrance. Her heart pounded wildly as she pressed the tip against her slit, pushing down until the first few inches stretched her open. A guttural moan tore from her throat as she pushed further onto it, her tight walls struggling to accommodate the girth. The horse let out a loud whinny, his muscles tensing as Sarah's wet pussy began to envelop his cock, her back pressing against his belly.
Sarah cried out as she bottomed out, her body shuddering as she took every inch of him. The stretch was incredible—painful in the best way, filling her beyond anything she'd ever felt before. Her fingers dug into the dirt floor as she held herself there, adjusting to the overwhelming size of him inside her. The horse shifted, rocking his hips slightly as if testing the feel of her around him. Sarah whimpered, spreading her legs wider as she looked up at him. "Fuck... that's so big," she gasped. "You're going to fuck me so good, aren't you?" The horse didn't hesitate. He began to thrust, his powerful hindquarters moving in a steady rhythm. Sarah's world narrowed to the feeling of that massive cock splitting her open over and over. Each thrust drove the breath from her lungs, her back arching as pleasure crashed through her body. Her tits bounced wildly as he pounded into her, her nipples pebbling painfully hard in the cool air of the barn. "Oh god! Oh fuck! Yes!" she screamed, her voice echoing off the wooden beams. Her nails clawed at the dirt as her orgasm built quickly, overwhelming in its intensity. The horse's thrusts became more powerful, his balls slapping against her ass with every movement. Sarah's vision whited out as she came, her pussy convulsing around his cock in pulsing waves.
She screamed her pleasure, her body convulsing as her climax ripped through her. The horse kept fucking her, his movements relentless as he took her through her orgasm. Sarah sobbed and moaned, her body quivering as she took every thrust. Her pussy was dripping wet, slick with her juices and his precum, the sounds of their coupling filling the barn.
When her orgasm finally subsided, Sarah was gasping for air, her body covered in sweat. The horse's movements slowed, giving her a moment to catch her breath. She looked up at him with lust-darkened eyes, her tongue darting out to wet her lips. "Not done yet," she panted. "Not even close."
Sarah wasn't sure if the horse understood her, or if he just wasn't done yet either, but he began fucking her again with renewed vigor. His cock dragged across her g-spot on every stroke, sending fresh jolts of pleasure through her body. Sarah pushed back against him, meeting his thrusts, her fingers digging into the dirt as she tried to give him better access to her depths. Her tits swayed heavily with each movement, her nipples aching for attention. She reached up to cup them, pinching and rolling her own stiff peaks as the horse fucked her mercilessly.
The second orgasm built slowly this time, simmering beneath the surface as the horse's relentless pounding stoked the flames of her pleasure. Sarah felt her walls flutter around him, her body tensing as the climax approached. "Oh god..." She was gasping. "Oh fuck, I'm gonna come again!" The horse seemed to sense her impending release, his thrusts becoming more erratic, more powerful. Sarah's world narrowed to the feeling of his enormous cock inside her, the way it stretched her impossibly wide with every stroke. Her back arched as her orgasm hit, her pussy clamping down hard around him. "FUCK! FUCK! YES!" she screamed, her voice raw from her earlier cries. Her body convulsed violently as the horse continued to pound into her, each thrust extending her pleasure beyond anything she'd ever experienced before. Her juices gushed around his cock, dripping down her thighs and onto the dirt below.
After her second devastating orgasm, Sarah collapsed onto the hay, her body still quivering with aftershocks of pleasure. The horse stood over her, his massive cock still hard and leaking, glistening with her juices. Sarah's pussy was throbbing, swollen and hypersensitive from the intense pounding she'd just taken. She lay there catching her breath, her skin slick with sweat and her muscles still twitching from the force of her releases.
But the horse wasn't done yet. He nudged her shoulder with his muzzle, as if urging her to continue. Sarah rolled onto her back, her legs still spread wide and her pussy exposed. "What do you want, big boy?" she murmured, reaching down to touch herself. Her fingers found her clit, swollen and tender, and she gasped as she stroked it. The horse watched her with dark eyes, his breath coming in heavy snorts. Sarah saw how his cock twitched and dripped onto the hay beneath him. She wanted to feel him again, wanted that massive member inside her. But she also wanted to taste him. She'd never sucked a horse cock before, but the thought made her mouth water. Sarah crawled forward on her hands and knees, her tits swaying as she moved closer to the horse.
She pressed her mouth against the base of his shaft, feeling his heat through the thick skin. Her tongue flicked out, tasting the combination of her juices and his precum. It was salty and musky, not unpleasant at all. She opened her mouth wider and took in as much of the head as she could, her tongue swirling around the flared rim. The horse's cock twitched in her mouth, his breathing quickening. Sarah moaned around him, the vibration making his entire length shudder. She began bobbing her head, taking more of him with each pass. The sheer size was overwhelming—her mouth stretched obscenely around him, her jaw aching as she worked him deeper. Drool spilled from her mouth, mixing with his precum as she gagged slightly, her mouth struggling to accommodate him. Her hands came up to grip his shaft, stroking what she couldn't fit in her mouth.
The horse's balls were enormous, heavy and warm in her palms as she massaged them. She squeezed gently, feeling them tighten even more. He was going to cum soon. Sarah doubled her efforts, hollowing her cheeks as she sucked, her tongue swirling around the head during each upward stroke. She wanted to make him come in her mouth, wanted to taste all of him. Her fingers traced the thick veins along his shaft, feeling how they pulsed beneath her touch. The horse's breathing was ragged now, his entire body tense with impending release.
With a sudden guttural sound, the horse's hips bucked forward. Sarah was unprepared for the force of it, and the first thick rope of cum hit the back of her throat before she could adjust. It was hot, thick, and seemingly endless—gush after gush pumping into her mouth and down her throat. Sarah tried to swallow as fast as she could, but there was far too much. Cum poured from her mouth, spilling down her chin and onto her breasts. It was overwhelming—the sheer volume, the heat, the way her throat was being forced to accept so much. She gagged repeatedly, trying to breathe through her nose as the horse continued pumping his load into her.
Her vision swam as she choked, her body convulsing as she struggled to handle the flood. Cum pooled in her throat, then her mouth, then spilled past her lips again. She couldn't even close her mouth—his cock was buried so deep, the thick shaft preventing her from sealing her lips around it. Tears streamed down her face as she gasped and choked, her hands coming up to push weakly at the horse's hips. He took no notice, his powerful thrusts keeping his cock lodged firmly in her throat as he continued to ejaculate. Sarah's body thrashed as she suffocated on the torrent of horse cum, her fingers scrabbling uselessly at the hay-strewn floor. Her vision darkened at the edges as her oxygen ran out, her chest heaving with panicked breaths that drew in only thick strands of jizz.
The horse finally stopped cumming, his cock twitching inside her as the last pulses of semen dribbled out. Sarah was limp, her body still caught between life and death, the horse's spent cock still filling her throat. Her chest rose and fell with small, desperate motions as her body fought for air through the flood of cum. Her fingers clenched weakly in the hay, her limbs growing heavy as oxygen deprivation took hold. The last thing she saw was the horse stepping back, his massive cock finally pulling free of her mouth with a wet pop, releasing a flood of jizz that poured from her mouth and down her chin, some of it splattering onto her heaving breasts. Her body convulsed once, twice, then went still. Her blue eyes, wide and staring, saw nothing more.
John walked out of the ranch house, stretching and scratching his balls as he surveyed the property. He'd napped for nearly an hour after Sarah had left, his body finally recovering from the earlier face blowjob she'd given him. Now he was raring to go again, but Sarah wasn't anywhere in sight. The lazy bitch had probably wandered off to some private spot to rub one out, he figured. The thought of her touching herself made his cock stir again. John ambled toward the barn, his bare feet kicking up dust as he walked. The afternoon sun beat down on the landscape, turning the Texas grass to golden waves in the distance. He whistled softly, expecting to see Sarah lounging somewhere on the ranch, probably sprawled out naked on one of the hay bales in the barn. She was always trying to tempt him, always spreading herself open or pressing her tits together. But as he entered the barn, the silence was unnatural. No soft moans, no creaking of the hay bales as someone shifted on them.
Then he saw her.
Sarah was sprawled on her back in the hay, legs splayed wide. Her arms lay limp at her sides, fingers curled slightly. Her head was turned to the side, mouth open in what might have been a gasp if she were still breathing. John stopped dead, taking in the scene. A grin spread across his face as he noticed the massive amount of jizz coating her—it was splattered across her face, her chin, her chest, her belly, glistening in the shafts of sunlight filtering through the barn boards. Even in the hay beneath her was a thick pool of it.
"Well, shit," he chuckled, stepping closer. "Looks like you got a little carried away, sweetheart." His foot nudged her thigh, rolling her body slightly. No resistance. Sarah's body was still warm, her skin flushed pink from exertion and the fading heat of the horse's cum cooling on her skin. John toed at the mess on her stomach, smearing it around before gripping his cock through his pants. He didn't get hard so much as he got even stiffer, more insistent. He yanked down his jeans and underwear with one motion, letting his already half-hard cock spring free.
"Too bad you couldn't keep your head when you needed to," he said, straddling her. "But hey, you still look good. Might as well get one last ride out of you." He spat onto his cock and onto her pussy, rubbing it in roughly. Sarah's pussy was still slick from fucking the horse, and it parted easily as John thrust inside her. Her dead body accepted him with no resistance. John groaned as he bottomed out, her tightness and the way she simply took it all making his balls tingle already.
"Fuck, you feel good," he growled, gripping her hips and pulling her onto his cock as he thrust. Her breasts bounced with every movement, still wet with horse cum that he smeared over them as he fucked her.
He pounded into her with deep, powerful strokes, the hay beneath her crinkling with the movement. Her body moved exactly as he wanted it to—taking every inch, bouncing perfectly as he slammed into her. Sarah's mouth was still open, her tongue lolling slightly, but that only made John fuck her harder. He reached down and shoved two fingers into her mouth, imagining she was sucking him off again.
"That's it, bitch," he grunted. "You wanted me bad, didn't you? Now here I am, giving you exactly what you begged for."
He leaned forward, his weight pressing her deeper into the hay as he fucked her with short, brutal thrusts. John's hips slapped against Sarah's thighs as he fucked her. The smell of sex, horse and jizz permeated the air as he panted and growled. He lifted one of her limp legs over his shoulder, changing the angle.
"Look at you," he rasped. "Still taking it so good. Even when you're dead." He reached down and tweaked her nipple roughly, pinching it between his fingers. Her body didn't react, but the movement still turned him on more.
John's thrusts became erratic as he neared his climax, fucking her faster and harder. "Gonna fill you up one last time, you greedy bitch," he snarled, his cock throbbing as he came deep inside her. He stayed buried in her for a long moment, breathing heavily, before finally pulling out with a wet sound.
John glanced around the barn and spotted the old rusted wheelbarrow in the corner. He chuckled darkly as an idea formed. The pigs needed feeding, and Sarah made for one hell of a meal. He started dragging her body across the hay toward the wheelbarrow, her limbs leaving trails in the dust.
"Hope you don't mind, sweetheart." He hefted her into the wheelbarrow with a grunt, adjusting her body so she was lying face up, legs spread obscenely. A thick stream of his cum already dribbled from her pussy onto the metal floor of the barrow. John grabbed the handle and started pushing her toward the pigpen, whistling as he went. The hogs were waiting, already rooting around and snorting hungrily. They perked up as John approached, pressing against the fencing as he stopped.
"There you go, boys," he said, tipping the wheelbarrow. Sarah's body tumbled out into the mud and straw, landing with a dull thud. The pigs rushed forward immediately, their snouts burrowing into the wet hay where Sarah had been laying. They sniffed eagerly and began to feed. John watched for a few moments, a satisfied grin on his face as the animals tore into the remains. Eventually he turned and headed back toward the house, whistling. The pigs squealed and grunted, their feeding frenzy continuing long into the night.