0 comments/ 223848 views/ 33 favorites Welcome Into The Family By: LusciousLickingLips "Here you go, Arianne." With that, her father dropped a box and her personal mail into her lap. "I hope you don't mind but I checked out the box to see if everything was okay, nothing broken or anything like that." Arianne's heart stilled then began thundering in her chest. She stammered, "Uhm no, no, that's... that's alright." She gripped the box tightly and kept her eyes on the road speeding by as the truck traveled back to the farmhouse. She and her father have been making the weekly trip to town together for the past month, ever since the company assigned her husband overseas for three months. To save money, Arianne and her husband had decided that instead of keeping a city apartment where they were both based, she would just stay in the farmhouse where he grew up, together with his remaining family of four brothers and a father who was a widower, since Ben's mother had passed away about five years ago. After arriving in the farmhouse, Ben stayed with her for a week to help her settle in before going off on his overseas trip. During her husband's absence, Arianne felt the pangs of sexual hunger and had decided to assuage it by secretly ordering a dildo thru the Internet. Well, it was definitely not a secret anymore since her father had opened the box. She berated herself for not offering to pick up the mail from the post office. But how was she to know that the damn box was going to arrive earlier than expected? She was at a loss how to deal with the situation. Arianne attempted to explain, "Uhm Kurt, uhm, I hope that... uhm..." "No need to explain sugar. You're a grown woman with a woman's needs, even though you do look like a kid most of the time." They both chuckled at his little joke, breaking the tension that had settled in the cab of the truck. Arianne could not deny the truth of his statement though. The banes of her life were her baby-doll looks and her diminutive height, which contributed to the impression that she was just a teenager instead of the twenty-five-year-old woman that she really was. The only indication that she was already mature was her 36-DD breasts, which seemed too massive for her slight 5-foot frame. She often lamented about their size, especially when she noticed that men usually focused on her chest instead of her eyes when they talk to her. On the other hand, she was secretly amused how her orbs oftentimes reduced the male gender to blathering idiots. "It seems such a waste though." Kurt's statement brought her back from her musing. "What do you mean?" "Well, there are five able-bodied healthy men at the farm who can take care of your needs. There are the twins, Billy and Bobby, then there's Wes and Chuck. Of course I'm willing to do my share too." Arianne was flabbergasted. She couldn't believe what Kurt said. "But, but... you're family." "The more reason everybody should pitch in and help. We're supposed to take care of you while Ben's away. Who else can you turn to except family?" Arianne didn't know what to say so she just kept quiet. Furtively, she glanced at Kurt, assessing him as a man for the first time instead of her father. When she first met him she was surprised to find an active healthy man instead of a decrepit one. When Kurt had removed his shirt during a hot summer day, Arianne was amazed to see a broad shouldered sculpted torso. If she had just seen his upper body she would have pegged his age at twenty something instead of his real age of sixty-three. Working beside his five sons, there was not much difference physically except that he seemed to have the most sculpted physique. She was chagrined to find that her husband, Ben, was a bit flabby compared to the other men in his family. Ben was the only one who had decided to pursue a corporate city life, while all his brothers opted to stay and work the farm. Their choice had definitely contributed to a magnificent masculine build for each one of them. Remembering all those rippling muscles glinting in the sun and the possibility of having those splendid specimens of manhood offering to give her pleasure caused excited shivers to run through her body as well as a gushing wetness to escape her pussy. Arianne was startled out of her reverie when Kurt's large hand dropped on her knee. She quickly averted her gaze to the front and hoped he hadn't noticed her observing him. "Arianne, I sure hope I didn't offend you." "Uhm no, no, not at all, Kurt. I appreciate the offer and, and I'll definitely keep it in mind." Arianne felt feverish from the feel of his hand engulfing her sensitive knee. She squirmed in her seat as another spurt of excited juice exited her vagina. At the rate she was going her liquids were going to escape her panties and leave a telltale spot on the cab's upholstery. "I'm real glad, Arianne. Taking care of family is real important to us, especially with Ben being out of the country and all." Kurt squeezed her knee and felt the quiver that went through her. He was pleased to learn that his assessment of his young daughter hit it right on the nail. She was a hot one all right. She just needed a little prodding to let loose. Kurt was looking forward to helping her let go of all her inhibitions as well as introducing her to more rousing activities during her stay in the farm. He couldn't help the grin of anticipation that curled his lips. Kurt deliberately slid his hand to cup her inner thigh. Her dress adjusted upwards to accommodate his huge hand. The feel of her smooth skin against his calloused hand hardened his tool and left him craving for the velvety softness that could be found between her legs. "Is this okay honey?" An elongated, "Mmmm..." answered his question. He was aroused by the sight of her head slightly thrown back and her nipples jutting through the thin fabric of her dress. Encouraged by her swift reaction, he slid his hand all the way to the apex between her thighs and grabbed him some hot pussy. He breathed out, "Oh baby, you're so wet. Oh yes, we're gonna take care of that itch for you. Kurt here will help you out darling. Just hold on and we're gonna find ourselves a private spot." With that, Kurt turned the truck into a barely used side road and drove for a few minutes until it came to a dead end. They were completely surrounded by bushes and trees, which gave them some privacy from prying eyes. Kurt never let go of her hot pussy, squeezing rhythmically, while he used his left hand to put on the brake and turn off the engine. Then he turned his solid frame to face his hot daughter. "Oh yeah baby. Let's open you up honey. Lean against the door sweetie. Leave one leg on the floor and keep that other leg up. Oh yeah, that's my girl." Kurt was treated to the sight of white lace panties that could barely cover her mound and wiry black pubic hair crowning a cunt that he wanted to sink his dick into. His hard-on was hurting real bad but he didn't want to go too fast or he might lose her altogether. He decided to use the same methods he used on young skittish fillies, a soft soothing voice and a gentle hand. "Arianne honey, you're breathing way too hard. I think it's your dress. Don't you think it's a bit too tight? I think you should remove some of those buttons." Responding to his compelling voice, Arianne languidly lifted her fingers and started to unfasten from the top, slowly revealing the slopes of her 36-DD breasts as she undid the buttons all the way to waist level. Kurt wanted to see those mounds he's been fantasizing about for weeks. "I think you're still finding it hard to breathe. Why don't you put the sleeves down your arms?" He held his own breath as her fingers slowly parted the cotton dress. Arianne moaned as the cloth scraped against her stinging nipples. Her skin seemed to have developed a burning itch. She wrenched her dress down her arms and released a sigh of relief. Her relief was short-lived, however, as the cool air assaulted her blazing skin. She whimpered, "Kurt, I feel so hot. Help me, I'm burning up!" "Don't worry sweetie. Kurt's here to take care of you. Where do you feel too hot baby?" Arianne grabbed her tits and held them up. Kurt was practically salivating as he stared at the large brown nipples begging to be sucked, but he needed to hear the words that would let him know what she really desired. "What do you want darling? C'mon, tell Kurt baby. Don't be shy, I'm here to help you." "Can you... can you put your mouth on me please?" Kurt decided to tease her and put his lips on the upper slope of her breast. "Nooo-- Lower, uhm, lower. Mmmm... Yeah, like that. Oooohh, suck my nipple. Both of them. Oooohh yes, bite me. I love your mouth. Please don't stop, please don't stop!" Kurt had no intention of stopping his hungry exploration of her tempting flesh. He laved her breasts with his saliva, and dragged his tongue over their contours, learning their shape and texture. His hands also squeezed from the sides to bring her titties into greater prominence to allow his vacuuming mouth to engulf as much of her breast as he could. He aggressively pressed his bulge between her widespread thighs, and rubbed himself against her slit, making her moan in delight. She grabbed his ass to increase the pressure on her steaming pussy, and began to grind her crotch frantically against his. "Oh Kurt, make me cum. I need it so bad! Yeah, keep on rubbing against me. That's it! I'm gonna cum Kurt... your mouth is so hooott... oh yeah... I feel like I'm gonna explode... Ooohh, what's happening to me?!?" And then Arianne convulsed in a series of spasms that had her thrashing within the confines of the cab. Suddenly, Kurt pushed aside her sodden panties and plunged his thick middle finger into her shuddering pussy. Arianne quivered even more from the added stimulation. "Aahh Kurt, that feels unbelievable!" Her inner muscles grasped his digit eagerly and another spurt of cunt juice paved the way for the entry of two more fingers. Kurt began to fuck her pussy fiercely with his three-digit probe while slaving over her full-size tits that were bobbing and shaking from all her excited movements. He opened his mouth wide and vainly tried to suck her whole breast in. However, he had to settle for love bites all over her swollen flesh as he nuzzled his face against the gorgeous orbs, astounded by their size on such a small woman. He sure wasn't complaining though. And the tightness of her twat was gratifying, but at the same time raised questions about the level of her sexual activities with her husband. Coupled with her reactions to his touch, Kurt was beginning to believe that they never did it much. He briefly lamented the fact that he hadn't been able to persuade his son, Ben, Arianne's husband, to stay at the farm instead of taking that sissy job in the city. His city life sure had lowered his sex drive and produced an unsatisfied woman. On the other hand, it sure made his wife ripe for the picking. Kurt raised his head from feasting on her mounds, and watched his fucking fingers in satisfaction. Her sweet oils coated his mini-rod as she moaned in blissful pleasure. A smile split his face, he sure liked seeing his young daughter writhing because of the things he's doing to her responsive body. "Does this feel good honey?" Arianne was too busy reveling in the sensations running through her sweaty flesh to answer him so he began to fuck her even more furiously, making sure to press on her clit with every down stroke, causing her to give a little squeal each time, curiously sounding like a baby piglet. He chuckled and crooned in her ear, "That's it, baby, you're such a hottie. Do you like my fingers up your pussy? Cum for me darling. Yes sweetie, squeeze my fingers real tight. You love it don't you? You love my fingers in you, filling you up, stroking you as you cum!" True enough, Arianne's hips pumped vigorously into his hand as she wailed into her orgasm, "Aaaahhh!!!" Kurt rained soothing kisses all over her face as she whimpered incessantly while her hips slowed down and her orgasm faded. The next day, as early morning sunlight filtered through the window curtains, Arianne continued to toss and turn on her bed. Visions of Kurt sucking her breasts and his fingers fucking her had kept her awake the whole night till early morning. All she could think of was her yearning for a hard thick penis to pound her pussy until she had multiple orgasms. Then she realized belatedly that she did have a penis on hand, albeit a fake one, but one that would serve her needs nevertheless. Frenetically, she searched for the box that started this whole thing. When she found it, she felt like crying in relief as she tore the package open to uncover the 6-inch dildo she had ordered thru the Internet, the same size as her husband's penis. Without further ado, she opened her knees wide and planted her heels on the mattress for leverage, then rammed the dildo into her burning hole. She stuffed the bed sheet into her mouth to prevent her screams from being heard throughout the whole house. While one hand shoved the dildo into her hungry box, her other hand frantically rubbed her little nub of pleasure. Her back arched off the bed, and her eyes closed in ecstasy as tingles of sensation traveled from her vagina to the tips of her toes and all the way to the roots of her hair. Her breathing became pants of gratification as her pussy muscles gobbled the dildo into its depths. Now that her immediate need is being fulfilled, she became conscious of an aching demand in her deepest recesses. Her head swiveled side to side in frustration as her hips attempted to take in more of the dildo. Unfortunately, it was already inserted to the hilt. She silently griped over her misguided loyalty to her husband's penis size. She should have ordered the bigger size! Now in the middle of frigging herself, she's actually becoming disgruntled because instead of satisfying herself she's becoming frustrated. Her imagination came to the rescue as she fantasized that it was her father's penis that was plunging inside her instead of the dildo, and instead of 6-inches, it was an incredible 10-inch penis. She removed the bed sheet from her mouth and threw it down on the floor as she muttered, "Oh Kurt, where are you? I need you! My pussy's hot, so hooott... I'm burning up again!" "I'm here, baby. What do you need? Tell me, honey, and I'll do it." At the sound of his voice her eyes flew open in surprise. She saw her father, Kurt, standing by the foot of the bed, watching her vagina with a hungry gaze. She was struck into immobility as she became conscious of the mortifying circumstances she found herself in. She just got caught buck-naked, masturbating with a dildo stuffed in her pussy. She had been so concentrated on getting an orgasm that she didn't even hear the door open. She was literally at a loss for words. Apparently, Kurt was not. "C'mon, sweetie. That's so sexy. Continue pushing that dildo up your pussy. C'mon. Do it for me, baby." Arianne searched his face and belatedly realized that Kurt liked what he was seeing, and not repulsed at all as she expected. A feeling of warmth flooded her as a result of the knowledge that he wanted her. She let a teasing smile curve her lips as she slowly opened her knees even wider, leaned back against the pillows and deliberately began an unhurried rhythm with the dildo, looking at his lust-filled eyes the whole time, fascinated by the heated glitter she found there. "Yeah, just like that. Oh yeah, baby, you sure are hot. Faster, deeper!" The last request brought an aggravated moan to her lips, prompting Kurt to come closer and sit near the headboard. His whisper in her ear only provoked her nerve endings to a pitch. "What's the matter with my baby? You can tell me, honey, you know I'm here for you. Do you want me to do this?" Abruptly, Kurt lowered his head and bit her nipple before sucking forcefully. In response, Arianne released one of her baby piglet squeals. Kurt freed her nipple and smiled tantalizingly, "Or this?" With that, Kurt suddenly inserted his rough hand between her legs and pinched her clitoris, making her yelp. He chortled, "Oh sweetie, you sure are sexy and funny." But his amusement quickly faded when his remaining fingers came into contact with the dildo. "Or this?" Then he gripped the fake rod and began a rapid pace that soon had Arianne thrashing wildly, her body searching for that coveted climax. But her earlier yearning for a deeper penetration came back forcefully, making her moan in need. "C'mon, Arianne, tell me. What do you want? Do you want this?" Kurt stood beside the bed and released the tie to his pajama pants. He wore nothing underneath. So his giant penis swung unrestrained into view. The sight took her breath away. It was even better than she imagined. It was a glorious 12-inch sword wreathed in veins that could stab into her deepest recesses. In a voice that could barely be heard, she whispered in a rasp, "Fuck me. Fuck me hard now. Fuck me until I cum." "You bet I will, baby. Come here." Kurt moved to the end of the bed, grasped her under the knees and drew her along the length of the bed until her hips were at the very edge. He discarded the dildo with, "You won't be needing that sweetie." Then he took hold of her legs until both limbs were pressed tightly together, forming a provocative frame for her pussy, while her feet pointed straight towards the ceiling. Kurt took a moment to admire her pussy lips unfolding to reveal the softer pink flesh inside, a sheen of moisture embracing the pulsing tissue. He licked his lips, wanting to eat that tasty pussy, but his fuck meat had been throbbing painfully ever since he had opened her bedroom door and realized that his young daughter was masturbating. As he watched that dildo entering her body, he couldn't help but wish to have his own steel pipe replace it and possibly give her the fuck of her life. "Don't make me wait! Please fuck me now! Fuck me!" Arianne's impassioned pleas stopped his pussy gawking and made him focus on the matter at hand. Thinking to have a bit of fun first, he ran his knob along her pussy lips, trying not to moan too loudly as her pussy lips enfolded the tip. He groaned out, "Is this what you want, baby?" Feminine moans filled with longing and squirming hips filled with agitation answered him, so he decided to stop teasing and fill her with his cock instead, driving his rod into her pussy in one savage thrust. He gritted his teeth to keep from shouting at the tightness gripping his tool. He hadn't felt this level of constriction for quite some time now. No sir. He growled his gratification as her inner muscles massaged his stick. "Oh yeah, baby! You've got a hot pussy! I'm gonna love you till you scream!" And then he proceeded to hammer his cock into her pulsing pussy, slamming his dick with jackhammer force, making Arianne grab a pillow so that she could stuff her face into it to muffle her screams, produced just as he promised. Kurt's gigantic pipe was reaching her in places that have never been touched by any penis. She felt that it was her first time all over again, experiencing pain and discomfort with his very first lunge, but the added girth and inches more than made up for it, making her tingle and squirm deep inside, fulfilling her desire for a deeper penetration. Consequently, her pussy immersed itself into the act of helping his shaft reach every inch of her vagina, slamming her pussy against his hips, rotating her own hips to achieve maximum sensation and arching her back so that his meat could slice into her even more deeply. Kurt moaned at the wet tightness scalding his tool. He never imagined that being inside her could feel this good. He had fantasized about it of course but the reality far outweighed all his visions, just as his desire to help her reach the ultimate pleasure far outweighed his desire to just fuck her senseless, although he couldn't deny that the process was definitely contributing to his own gratification. He slid his hands from her calves to her ankles and opened her legs wide to form a V, making it easier for his cock to ram into her. He clenched his ass muscles and increased the pace of his fucking, causing Arianne's body to slide back and forth on the bed. Welcome Into the Family Ch. 2 Arianne couldn't believe her eyes. When she came in to investigate the strange sounds coming from the barn, she never thought she would see anything like this. The stallion that was prancing before her was sporting a hard on that was two-feet in length! The sheer size of it was causing a rushing wetness to gush from her pussy. She leaned in closer to get a better view of what was happening. The gap between the bales of hay didn't afford much of an extensive view. All she could see was that the stallion was somehow tethered and that fact was obviously making the powerful animal rear its powerful legs and give an outraged whinny. The men holding on to the ends of the ropes shouted warnings and tried to hold on as the stallion tried to release itself. Its muscles bunched in protest and the sheen of perspiration covering its flanks attested to the lengthy battle between horse and man. Arianne's breathing became labored as she watched the magnificent stallion display its strength and power. Her immense 36-DD breasts ballooned in reaction to the impressive spectacle of brute force, while her nipples tightened in arousal. Involuntarily, her hands squeezed the tips to relieve the painful tightening. A familiar heat made her feverish and her skin to become sensitive. 'I have too many clothes on,' she thought agitatedly. Her fingers hurriedly flew to release the buttons holding her blouse together and consequently her luscious breasts bounced out from her hurried removal. But it wasn't enough. She arched her back and shrugged the blouse off altogether. Then her very own hands mashed the massive globes as she watched the dramatic scene unfolding before her, uncaring that she was half-naked and could be discovered by any of the working men littering the barn. Kurt, her father, caught her eye as he slowly approached the angry animal then stood quietly on the sidelines. He was very still even though the stallion tried to enforce its superiority by rearing and crashing its hooves repeatedly on the floor. Then Kurt began to croon indecipherable words to the frothing stallion. It was a soothing sound but it didn't make Arianne's ardor any less. It made her hips sway to the strange beat set by Kurt's voice. But it had the strange effect of calming the stallion; it quieted down and allowed him to come closer. Kurt massaged its flanks with his own hands and continued the odd crooning. Those hands running all over the sweaty muscles mesmerized Arianne. Memories of those same hands caressing her writhing flesh made her squirm, and a demanding heat to pulse in between her legs. And the stallions' penis reminded her of Kurt's own giant rod and the way it would ram into her, causing her to whine under her breath, longing for a powerful penis to pound her pussy right now, but she had to settle for the heel of her hand pressing firmly on her little nub of pleasure through her skirt and panties, while the other hand continued wringing her naked breasts. She groaned in dissatisfaction at the unsatisfying results. What Arianne needed was a man, preferably one that was ready to fuck her brains out! Her unspoken wish seemed to have been heard as a large masculine body pressed itself against her from behind. She gasped and tried to whirl around. "It's okay, Arianne. It's me, Billy." Arianne settled down when she realized it was her brother. "Just enjoy the show, sweetie pie, and let me take care of this for you." With that, he captured her breasts in his hefty hands ands begun to grasp and squeeze her hot tits. Arianne's head lolled in satisfaction from the pleasurable sensations of having her globes enfolded in his powerful grip. "Hey Bob, grab a couple of bales and bring them over here." Arianne gasped again and turned to see Billy's twin brother, Bob, her other brother, staring at them with a big delighted grin on his lips. She couldn't help giving a slight smile in return and watched with a languorous gaze as he followed Billy's direction, setting up both bales of hay in front of her, forcing the entwined couple away from the little gap she had been peering through. Arianne moaned a protest, wanting to see the superb stallion from her original viewpoint, making Billy rumble in her ear soothingly, "Don't worry, sweetcakes, we're just adjusting ourselves a little bit here. You'll be seeing more real soon, and it's gonna be really hot." The entrance of another horse, which made the stallion snort in reaction, distracted her. Arianne's eyes bulged in disbelief. The stallion's penis had lengthened to three feet! The other horse was definitely a mare that was arousing the male horse. The mare tossed its head in feigned disinterest as the stallion tried to approach it. Kurt slowly backed away as the two horses began a mating dance of approach and retreat. Meanwhile, Billy urged her on top of the bale of hay. Since her height was just 5-feet, the repositioning brought her to a higher level that allowed his groin to grind directly against her ass. Bob sat on the other bale and then Billy pressed against her shoulders to indicate that she should lean forward, making her clasp the stacks of hay forming her vertical peephole for balance, and bringing her torso down until it was parallel to the floor, and her pendulous breasts within easy sucking distance from Bob's ravenous mouth. In this position, she could watch the two horses while Bob focused on her bosom and Billy teased her from behind. "Do you know what we named our new mare, sweetie?" Billy easily released the clasp to her skirt and let the garment fall to the barn floor. "We wanted to name her after somebody who's sizzling hot." He clutched her panties and pulled them down slowly until they were pooled around her ankles, and then knelt down and helped her step out of them. The warmth of Billy's brawny body so close to her privates, Bob's nearness to her sensitive tits and her own nudity made Arianne quiver in anticipation. "Somebody who's ripe and sexy and always wet." Bob flicked his tongue like a viper against her nipples, while Billy clawed her ass cheeks apart as he buried his face in between and licked from her little tight rosebud hole to her pink pussy slit. The sudden thorough lapping made her spasm, and she had to seize the hay in front of her for more support. Billy stood up and quickly stripped off his clothes, and then aligned his dick with her butt crack. "Somebody who loves something hard against her." Billy stepped closer and inserted his rod in the warm crevice, which made Arianne sigh in desire and gyrate her ass against his groin, silently provoking him to saw his penis in her butt-crack with a hard rhythm. Arianne loved the friction on her seldom stimulated strip of skin. Then Bob seized her tits and plunged his face in-between, thoroughly enjoying having his face engulfed by the soft malleable flesh. "Somebody who likes a lot of real friendly attention." Billy gripped his cock and moved it in between the furrow of her pussy lips, and continued the hard sawing rhythm he had set. Arianne seesawed her own hips to increase the stroking sensations across her slimy cunt slit. Bob mirrored their actions by sliding his cheeks back and forth across her tit channel, grazing the smooth skin with his stubby whiskers. "Somebody who's always ready to get real familiar with her new family." Billy pushed his cock knob momentarily into her dripping hole, making her moan. He suddenly bent forward, causing a few inches of his hot stick to push into her, and then bit her earlobe, while Bob bit her nipples. Billy released her ear to whisper seductively, "There's only one person here who fits that picture. Guess who?" He paused tantalizingly. "The mare's named after you. Her name's Arianne." His announcement caused tingles to run all over her body, her pussy walls to grasp his penis involuntarily and her orbs to swell even more into Bob's mouth. When Billy extracted his shaft from her and straightened again, she moaned in disappointment. He stroked her lower back soothingly, "Keep an eye on the horses, sweetie." He reached in between her legs from behind and found her flaming clit, which he began to flick with his finger. Arianne's legs trembled in reaction. Then Billy suddenly pinched her nub while Bob twisted her nipples, and then drawled, "That stallion will show you why he's called Nonstop." With that promise ringing in her ears, Arianne looked up at the two horses with a newfound regard. In her mind, she imagined herself to be the mare, except that she had two heated stallions wanting to mate with her, instead of just one. When the stallion nipped the mare's neck, Billy did the same to her vulnerable flesh, making her squeal in surprise. Billy chuckled appreciatively, "We've been hearing your piglet squeals all over the house, Arianne. Have you been doing a lot of exciting and naughty things?" He palmed the rounded globes of her ass. "Things like this?" Then Billy grabbed her ass cheeks apart and transferred his attention to her little hole. "Have you ever had it in the ass, sweetcakes?" Arianne tossed her head in denial, but found the idea intriguing and rotated her hips in response, encouraging his fingers to lightly caress the puckered hollow. The unfamiliar touch made her shiver. "Would you like to have my finger in your little hot hole, sweetie pie? That would make you feel so good, sweetie." Billy had his middle finger poised at her rear entrance, tempting her with the possibilities. "C'mon, sweetie, grind that ass backwards. You'll love it, I promise." Arianne followed his directions and found herself being stabbed with a finger that seemed like a small penis. Billy continued flicking her clit with his other hand while Bob continued mauling her breasts that increased the flow of her juices. "Oh sweetie, you're so tight down here. C'mon, sweetcakes, just a couple more inches." Arianne wriggled her behind and skewered her chute onto the mini-rod. "Oh yeah, you're squeezing my finger so hard, sweetie. How about we do this?" Then Billy started thrusting and retreating his finger slowly. The whole barn would have rang with her scream if Bob hadn't swooped down and swallowed the sound into his throat as he hungrily ate her mouth. Arianne's insides were going haywire from the scorching sensations being generated from her butt-chute. The newfound feelings together with the clit flicking, the tit mauling and the ravenous kissing were making her body search restlessly for an orgasm. "Look up, sweetcakes. Nonstop is about to start his marathon," Billy urged. Reluctantly, Arianne tore her lips from Bob's, only to gape at the sight of the stallion's forelegs on the mare's flanks, and plunging his meaty and lengthy member into the willing mare. The sheer power of the stallion took her breath away. She watched intently as the mare placidly accepted the snorting stallion's penis, hardly moving as the relentless male horse pounded away. The entry of a knob in her vagina diverted her attention from the mesmerizing display, and caused her to breathe in sharply. "Does that give you any ideas, Arianne?" Billy stayed still, letting her feel partially a chunk of his throbbing meat. Bob continued twisting her nipples as he watched eagerly whether she would let her desire be satisfied by his twin brother. Arianne couldn't help the low moan that escaped her. Billy teased her by letting another inch insert into her hungry pussy. "Wanna go for your own personal marathon?" Arianne's blood was on fire, and she wanted desperately to be pounded exactly in the same way the mare was being pounded by the stallion. She threw caution to the wind and hissed to Billy, "Fuck me hard, baby! Fuck me with your cock! And when you're done, I want Bob to fuck me! I want both of you to fuck me as long as that stallion fucks that mare! Be my own personal studs!" Billy gave a whoop and wholeheartedly lunged his pole into her and began a furious pace that matched the stallion's. Bob stood up and she turned her head to watch him strip. Noticing her close scrutiny, Bob gave her a jaunty grin and slowed down the removal of his clothes. The sleek muscles covering his body made her heave a sigh longingly, wanting that velvety skin covering her all over. When he was down to his birthday suit, she grabbed his thick rod and moved her hand up and down the 8-inch length. Bob groaned in satisfaction as she increased her hand pace to go with the fucking that she and the mare were receiving. As she watched her namesake, Arianne felt that all the horny females in the farm were lucky to have males on hand to satisfy their libido. While Billy fucked her, Bob inserted his hand in between their hips to insert his own finger into her rectum, continuing the interrupted finger fucking she was getting from his twin brother, while his other hand alternately mauled her full-sized breasts. The double attention she was getting from the twins and their coordinated efforts in pleasuring her heightened all her senses to their orchestrated actions. And the mere thought she had two perfect male specimens at her beck and call made her pussy tingle and her body quiver all over in delight. "Sweetie pie, get ready to receive some cream!" Then Billy's hips began to thrust faster, and after that he grabbed her own hips firmly against his as his penis shuddered and jerked, spurting warm sticky cum inside her, making her clench her pussy walls around him, trying to milk his shaft for all its worth, and bringing her to her own satisfying climax. "Oh sweetcakes, I'm as snug as a bug in a rug! It makes me wanna stay in you forever!" Bob immediately protested, "No way! Arianne said she wanted me too! Didn't you babe?" Arianne couldn't help smiling. They sounded like two small boys fighting over a favorite toy. She suddenly remembered that the twins were the youngest in the family, both nineteen and apparently raring to go. She sighed happily, ecstatic that she was the recipient of their lusty attentions. She tried to appease both. "Why don't you come over here, Billy, and let me give you a hand job? I think it's only fair to share with Bob." The twins hurriedly exchanged places, forgetting their little disagreement. As Arianne held Billy's cock, she marveled how nature made two physically identical specimens save for one instance; while the twins both had the same 8-inch length, their cocks' widths were totally different. Bob was gifted with a thick rod while Billy sported a slim dick. Its slenderness made Arianne shiver as an idea struck her. She remembered Billy's question earlier whether she has ever taken it in the ass. Actually, only digits have ever penetrated her rectum, and she has always wondered how it would feel to have a hard staff jabbing her behind. Arianne fought the familiar piglet squeals that wanted to erupt from her throat from the forceful thrusting of Bob's pole, but she didn't want to spook the horses so she bit her lip; however, her tight control was sorely tested as Bob continued to ram into her. She settled for little grunts under her breath, "Uh, uh, uh..." Although she felt totally satisfied, she still wondered how she could plant her idea in Billy's head. "Billy, uh, what do, uh, you think, uh, if, uh, uh..." Billy was totally concentrated on his cock and the pressure of her hand, so he haltingly ground out, "Argh... If what, argh, sweetie?" "Maybe, uh, we can try, uh..." Then she gave up trying to be subtle and cried softly, "Fuck me in the ass, baby! Please!" Her heated plea had the effect of geysers of cum raining on her hair and back as Billy came, totally turned on by her request, while Bob found the idea so arousing that he erupted his cum deep inside her pussy. The twins quickly swapped places. Billy grasped his cock and held it at her rear entrance, and then gave her one last chance to change her mind, but secretly fervently hoped she wouldn't, "Are you sure, sweetcakes?" "Oh yes, baby, fuck me in the ass!" Billy parted her ass cheeks apart and gazed hungrily at the puckering pinkish-brown hole. He gradually introduced her chute to his eager rod, watching heatedly as his shaft disappeared in her tube. Arianne spread her legs wider apart to accommodate him. Billy growled at the sexy picture she made and praised her, "Oh sweetie, you're squeezing me so tight! I'm gonna sink every inch inside you, sweetie pie!" With that, he determinedly pushed forward relentlessly until he was fully embedded in her dark cavern. Both of them moaned at the feeling of her blistering furnace crammed with so much meat. Then Billy began a deliberate pace that allowed her to adjust to the new sensations and allowed her channel to enlarge to allow his member easier entry. When she began to meet his thrusts with a backward movement of her hips, he increased the pace until both of them were slamming their joined bodies together, creating ripples in their flesh from their forceful ass fucking. Before long, Arianne was shaking from multiple earth-shattering orgasms as Billy continued to ram her repeatedly in the ass, before succumbing to his own release. Billy had barely enough time to plop out of her ass before Bob was once again cramming his cock into her vagina. Arianne began to believe their promise of a personal marathon. She lost track of time as the twins alternated, plunging into their favorite passage, Billy in her ass and Bob in her pussy. When she tried to make them exchange, Billy reminded her that it wouldn't be hygienic to do so. Touched by their concern, she completely gave in to her selfish desires and focused on all the stimuli bombarding her senses. Her eyes welcomed the spectacle of Nonstop fucking her namesake tirelessly, proving that he was aptly named, while her nether regions were fully occupied by the twins' lusty appetites. She must have come at least more than a dozen times already, but the twins didn't show any signs of flagging erections. Although the prospect of unending climaxes was appealing, Arianne didn't think she could bear the pleasure any longer either. She was confused by her conflicting emotions. Arianne gladly welcomed the diversion of another voice, narrowing her eyes to peer into the shadows. "Ma'am, may I join in, or is this a party of three?" A hulking figure of a man stepped forward to reveal a naked Chuck, another of her brothers, sporting an enormous 14-inch erection. Chuck had been on his way out of the barn when he heard some scuffling sounds and went to investigate, only to discover the preoccupied naked trio. Their blatant display immediately hardened his steel pipe, and after swiftly undressing, he waited patiently for an opportunity to join them while stroking his hard on. When he saw that his sister seemed almost on the verge of a pleasurable sensory collapse, he stepped in to bring things to an intense conclusion. Arianne was unaware of his intentions and was just feverishly thinking, 'If I get that cock in my pussy, I'll be in cum heaven.' Aloud, she cried, "Oh Chuck, baby, I need you!" "Whatever you need, ma'am, I'll be more than happy to help you with." "Fuck me with your big cock! Fill me up with your huge cock and make me cum again and again! Hurry, stud!" Arianne was almost incoherent from her lust. The twins grinned at each other as they gave way to their eldest sibling, and Chuck silently approached the aroused writhing woman. Chuck grasped her hips firmly and aligned his cock with her pussy. He was painstakingly slow as he pushed his gigantic girth into her clutching tunnel, heightening the sensations in her receptive opening, his progress aided by the previous semen deposits left by the twins, particularly Bob's. Arianne bit her lip hard to prevent the scream that was demanding to be released. Seeing her predicament, Bob enthusiastically gobbled her lips while Billy paid homage to her immense breasts. Welcome Into the Family Ch. 2 Arianne gasped at the enormous heat piercing her pussy. She felt that her insides were being seared by a branding iron as his cock entered her inch by incredible inch. Whenever she thought he would stop already, he still kept going at it. She had a bizarre vision of him coming all the way out of her mouth. Amazingly, before she knew it, she felt his crotch grinding against her ass. She had finally taken in Chuck's whole 14-inch length! The countless bouts of fucking she enjoyed with the twins have apparently readied her pussy for the mammoth cock. She felt her juices streaming wetly down her legs, intermingling with the twins' own cum. She loved its cooling effect, a fantastic contrast to the scorching temperature in her pussy. A beefy hand caressed her lower back soothingly, while Chuck slowly extracted himself from her warm depths till only the tip remained, before slowly making its trip back into her constricting grip. Arianne couldn't help rotating her hips to make sure his exciting irregular textures touched every surface of her vagina. Chuck let her take her pleasure from his fuck muscle, but when she began to make jerky motions to impale herself on his gigantic pole, he took over by clamping onto her hips and setting a breathtaking tempo that had her screaming her piglet squeals down Bob's throat, while Billy frantically slurped her pendulous breasts. Arianne had to claw her fingers into the bales of hay in front of her for balance as her body swung back and forth from Chuck's powerful thrusts. She felt totally feminine as his strength and driving force complemented her supple and yielding form. Arianne thought she was going out of her mind. Being the focal point of so much sexual attention was making her crazy. Although she was reveling in a small series of spasms that left her shuddering gratifyingly, she wanted to hit the highest point real soon. She started slamming her buttocks more vigorously against his groin, making Chuck growl, causing her to pause instinctively from the intimidating sound. But the giant man just gripped her hips tighter and yanked her towards him even more rapidly, shaking her smaller form like a tiny doll, fully giving in to the rhythm beating in his arteries, a thundering tempo that was demanding him to stab his sword again and again in her clasping sheath. Arianne didn't have any breath left to make any sound. The twins slowly stood from their kneeling positions to flank them on each side, watching their fucking with awe, and transferred their manual ministrations to their own straining dicks, wanking their meat furiously as they ogled the sight of their huge brother hunched over the petite figure of their diminutive sister, his colossal pole reappearing and amazingly disappearing into her bent over form. Chuck's paws searched for and found her breasts as he humped her to ecstasy while wringing her fleshy globes. Arianne was struggling to contain all the emotions and sensations running through her, but the intensity was causing her to feel light-headed and woozy. She strained to reach the pinnacle in order to release the tension that was gripping her muscles all the way to her very bones. She rasped, "Harder, Chuck! Please fuck me harder! Oh please, stud!" Chuck unbelievably stepped up the tempo, his shaft pounding her so swiftly it was a blur. Arianne's mouth gaped open in a wordless cry as her climax jerked her body all over with its intensity. Bucking uncontrollably, she didn't even feel the biting teeth that clamped onto her vulnerable neck, nor Chuck's muffled familiar wolf howl, as she sank thankfully into the welcoming darkness. When she opened her eyes, it took her a moment to orient herself. She realized that she was in her own bedroom, and what woke her up was the hammering on her door. She grudgingly struggled to reach the door, flinging it open to reveal her roguish brother, Wes, who greeted her with a winsome smile and said, "Oowee! Good mornin' darlin'! Such a beautiful mornin' should be spent on the back of a horse, with a gorgeous birthday girl right in front of him. So wat'dya say sweetheart? Care to go with me?" Arianne found that charming grin irresistible, totally won over by the fact that he remembered her birthday. She hadn't mentioned it to anybody, embarrassed that it might make her new family think that they have to celebrate or something. "I'll be right with you. Just let me get changed." "Alright sweetheart. I'll be right here, outside your door, impatiently waiting until you come back out." He added hopefully, "Unless you need help with a zipper or something." Arianne giggled and pulled him into her bedroom. Wes glanced around until his gaze settled on her closet doors. "Is it okay if I look through your stuff while you take a shower?" Raising her eyebrows at the unusual request, she nevertheless nodded and sped off into the bathroom. When she reentered the room in a bathrobe, she found a set of clothes waiting for her on top of the bed. "Pretty please darlin', can you wear them for me?" She dubiously examined his choices. Although it was warm outside, most of the garments that he'd picked out were pretty skimpy for a horse ride. It consisted of a white leather vest that zipped up right in front, more appropriate for a night out of bar hopping. The tan leather skirt was a short flared number that ended right below her crotch that she had bought on a whim but never intended to wear in public. She couldn't imagine what would happen if she got on top of a horse with it. Wes' choice of underwear was a white leather thong-style pair of panties that would definitely leave her ass bare and her pussy in danger of exposure. The only thing that seemed right was the tone colored mid-calf cowboy boots! "Uhm... Wes, sweetie, uhm..." "Don't worry about a thing, darlin'. Wes here has taken care of everything. You'll be pretty comfy 'coz we're riding tandem, sweetheart. I'll also bring a blanket along just in case it gets a bit nippy out there." Wes dramatically clasped his hands over his heart. "Please don't deny me the pleasure of gazing upon your charms, sweetheart. My heart will surely wither away." The teasing glitter in his eyes melted away any practical protests she might have. She grabbed the clothes and went to get dressed before she could change her mind. When she saw the horse waiting patiently for them outside, Arianne burst out laughing. Wes had festooned the horse with leaves and flowers, and when the horse neighed in welcome, she even heard the tinkling of bells as it flicked its head side to side. Wes playfully bowed with a flourish and announced in a hilarious British accent, "Your horse awaits, m'lady." He grasped her waist and easily lifted her 5-foot frame on top of the saddle, before flinging himself right behind her. Arianne looked down and was a bit dismayed to see that she had inadvertently bared almost all of her soft creamy thighs with her astride position and miniscule skirt, but the feeling of the horse's short hair tickling her inner thighs sidetracked her. And when Wes urged the horse into a slow stride, her pussy shivered in delight from the pressure it received from the hard saddle under her. Before she knew it, her pussy walls started leaking a lot of love juice. Arianne tried to clamp down on her reactions, embarrassed that Wes might notice. As they cantered towards the pathways, Wes said, "Oh darlin', before I forget, the others wanted to greet you happy birthday but they had to leave real early to do some errands." Then he nibbled on her ear before whispering, "Besides, you got up real late. If I hadn't knocked on your door, you might have slept your way through until noon, sweetheart. Oowee! Whatever were you doing yesterday to make you so tired?" Arianne's cheeks turned a pinkish hue as she remembered her afternoon adventure in the barn. When she had been in the bathroom, she realized that the twins and Chuck had thoughtfully bathed her thoroughly, as well as put her in her favorite dressing gown, before laying her down on her own bed where she found herself this morning. Of course she was just guessing because she couldn't remember anything from the moment she fainted from her extreme climax to the moment Wes' knocking woke her up. What she didn't know was the that Kurt caught the trio when they were carrying her in, and as soon as she was cleaned up and he had made sure that she was really all right, Kurt had given his sons a tongue-lashing they hadn't experienced since they were young boys and had decided to experiment with fire and horses. She also didn't remember the regular checks the men made through the night to make sure she was okay. And that's why Wes got assigned to her today, because Kurt's punishment for the three was to keep them away from Arianne. Just a short period of course, and as a result their cocks were already complaining from the separation. As the bells merrily tinkled, Wes began to whistle a tune that sounded suspiciously like the famous classic 'Sleigh Ride'. She teased him, "Isn't it a little bit early for Christmas songs?" He cheerfully replied, "Not when it's my favorite time of the year, darlin'. I try to celebrate it every day with those oh so merry Christmas songs, even when it's summer." And then he continued whistling the jovial tune. Since they were riding tandem, it brought his hips against her buttocks regularly. The rhythmic motion brought her attention to the fact that a hardening pole was poking her. Arianne tried to ignore it but the thought that there were only a few layers of clothing between them caused her to squirm in the saddle, while a telltale gush of wetness escaped her depths. However, she wasn't sure if her pussy was ready for more action after yesterday's escapade. So casually, she tried to lean forward to lessen the contact, but Wes took advantage of her new position to work her leather skirt loose from under her butt cheeks. Aghast, she straightened up immediately, only to find that Wes had released his rod and had flipped up the back of her skirt, and since she was just wearing thong panties, it brought his penis in direct contact with her velvety skin. Immediately, the hard touch of his throbbing meat made her forget any anxiety she might have had regarding her vagina's ability to recover from the vigorous fucking she experienced yesterday. She let her body sway with the horse's cadenced walk, which made Wes' pipe scrape deliciously against her, sometimes even accidentally inserting in her butt cleft. Instead of moving away, Arianne tried to increase the pressure on her tingling flesh by leaning back into Wes. Suddenly, Wes stopped whistling, and cheerfully sang in a clear baritone, "Just hear those horse bells jingling, ring, ling, ling, a little tune-" Arianne's brain barely registered the fact that he was singing 'Sleigh Ride" and just changing some of the lyrics before she got distracted by his actions. In time with his singing, his hands industriously pulled up her skirt in front, and then inserted it into her waistband so that her white leather thong panties and mound were clearly displayed. Now it's like she wasn't wearing any skirt at all since both the front and back sections were flipped up. "C'mon, it's lovely weather for a horse ride together with you-" This time he slid the leather vest's front zipper down to uncover her 36DD breasts. Instantly, her nipples tautened from being bared to the stirring breeze, and his fingers immediately started pulling on the hardened tips, plucking them away from her chest before letting them snap back into place. Arianne had to stop the moans that immediately rose from her throat, scared that it might spook the horse. Instead, she clutched his forearms and arched her back to place her orbs even further into his manipulating hands. Wes drawled in her ear, "Do you know what I like about horse rides so much, sweetheart?" Arianne could only whimper as his fingers continued teasing her tits. "Well, darlin', since you're a city girl, I bet you didn't know that you could get all kinds of rides on top of a horse. Wanna know some of them? You'll love them, sweetheart." Arianne wasn't interested in horse rides, what her pussy wanted was to ride his cock. "Oh Wes, fuck me baby! My pussy's burning hot!" "Oowee! I just love your enthusiasm, sweetheart. Let Wes take care of that fiery pussy for you!" Wes slipped the thong panties aside and lifted her until she was hovering directly on top of his prick. Arianne looked down and quivered at the sight of his 10-inch rod sticking straight up into the air, ready to pierce her deeply. He slowly lowered her, letting his knob slice her pussy slit, and then continued the snail's pace of releasing her weight until she finally felt the sinewy surface of his powerful legs. Wes was now buried to the hilt. Arianne threw her head back to rest on his shoulder, while her feet entwined with his calves to maintain her balance. At once, she rotated her hips in order to feel him chafing against her pussy walls. Wes whispered roughly in her ear, "Ready for your special horse ride, darlin'?" Arianne was too busy appreciating his cock to answer him. Wes chuckled at her single-mindedness, and unbelievably resumed singing, "Giddyap, giddyap, giddyap, let's go, let's go with the flow-" And then he pressed his heels into the horse's sides, which made it move in a canter, a teeth-jarring rhythm that made Arianne's eyes open wide in shock, because every time the horse's hoofs landed, Wes' cock would jam into her so hard that her body would bounce off the saddle. "Uff, uff..." Arianne's breath was being cut off with every ramming of his pole. She couldn't believe how the simple act of changing the horse's pace could cause such mind-blowing results. Since the rhythm was a vigorous clip-clop, Arianne felt like a puppet because his shaft was pounding into her at twice the normal speed, making her jerk all over uncontrollably. Her pussy went spastic with the unfamiliar yet electrifying stimulation, but she adored every hard jab and stab, and her pussy walls attempted to clasp his poking member every time it pounded into her. Although all they needed to do was to make sure they held on and didn't fall off the horse, her thighs still quivered with the strain of gripping the horse's sides to keep from slipping off. However, there was hardly any need for pelvic efforts since the horse's actions naturally banged their hips together in sync with its descent. By now, they were both totally under the control of the horse's rhythm, even Wes. He was gripping her hips tightly as he groaned softly in her ear from the outrageous sensations enfolding his cock, from the way her pussy walls clutched his dick as he rammed into her with short but hard thrusts, to the clinging slippery surface of her cunt. He fully surrendered his body to his horse's rhythm, his hips wildly bucking into her twat, when Arianne cried, "Oh Wes, this is so wild, baby! I love it!" Wes lightly nipped her neck in a pleased response, but decided to continue teasing her with his off-the-wall singing and a change of pace. "Giddyap, giddyap, giddyap it's great with my cock in you-" Arianne didn't know whether to laugh or bash him on the head. She settled on enjoying herself with the pounding rapid pace, but her plan was wrecked into havoc when Wes kicked his horse into a gallop. Arianne felt like screaming in frustration as the change totally transformed the rhythm of his fucking. Instead of continuous hammering, now she had to wait for what seemed an interminable period, which was actually just a couple of seconds, before his cock pierced her. She clawed her fingers into his thighs in retaliation for this brand new torture. Wes chuckled, "Oowee, darlin', you're turnin' into a hellcat. Don't you know I just love hellcats with a cock-hugging pussy?" Arianne clenched said pussy in a harsh grip that made him bow his back, hoping to make him lose control and ram her pussy hard and fast. But he recovered quickly and refused to take the bait. Instead, he laughingly sang, "Your pussy's tight and cozy, and fiery spicy to boot-" Arianne felt like banging her fists on his chest and demanding for the kind of furious fucking that she wanted. But then she had to bite her lip to stop from screaming, as Wes added an up thrust slamming of his hips every time the horse landed on the harsh ground, amplifying the reverberations in her over-stimulated love box. She began to babble incoherently and slumped her twitching body backwards against him, totally overcome by the sensations roaring through her. Her juices were streaming in torrents and flowed down her thighs. She grabbed his thighs as she came repeatedly, her pussy walls madly contracting in a paroxysm of spasms while the horse ate up the vast plain with its long legs. And she continued coming as Wes sustained the hard pace he had set, reining in his own urge to just mindlessly batter his meat into her pussy. Instead, he guarded his thrusts by clutching her hips to control the tempo of their shoving hips, supplementing the natural lifting of her hips with a raise of his hefty grip as the horse flew through the air, and escalating the force of gravity's effect by pulling her hips savagely down towards his up thrust cock when the horse landed. The effect was to release his cock almost to the tip before her pussy walls enfolded it again, thereby increasing her craving for his cock, and his for her cunt. Wes gritted his teeth to keep from shouting at the pleasurable agony. He just loved the way her pussy pulled and clutched at his meat, hungering for it as if it never wanted to let go. Under the wide-open skies, he acknowledged the fact that he worshipped Arianne's voluptuous body, and he even fervently thanked God for blessing his family by sending lusty Arianne to his equally lusty family. It was surely a match made in heaven. Finally, he couldn't hold back any longer, and he gushed geysers of cum cream into her greedy vagina, which continued to milk him dry even as he slowed down the horse. When he gently pulled on the reins, Arianne thankfully thought she was going to get a break from the mind-numbing climaxes she was experiencing, but Wes had other plans. He urged the horse up a steep slope. Arianne looked up and was horrified to see that they were navigating what looked like a seldom-used path with loose pebbles littering the dirt. She had horrific visions of the horse slipping and crushing them as they rolled down the small rise. For the moment, her fear swamped her sexual desires. She protested in a wail, "Wes-" Wes soothed her, "Don't worry, sweetheart. Would I let anything happen to you? Now scoot forward and throw your weight towards the front." When she didn't move, he firmly insisted, "Go on, darlin'. You'll love it." Arianne thought about it and realized she had indeed loved everything they've ever done so far, so she decided to trust him again. She followed his directions until she was firmly gripping the protruding front part of the saddle, the pommel, holding it so tightly her knuckles turned white. Wes leaned on her back, throwing both of them forward and even further towards the angled incline. She gasped as his prick also angled and crazily caused tingling warmth in her pussy. And if she had been thinking more clearly, she would have been even more astounded to realize that through all these, Wes had always regained his hard on almost immediately after each climax and had never freed himself from the intimate embrace of her vagina. As they rode through the difficult path, Arianne's heart thumped in her chest as fear held her in its grip. However, Wes had to bite her neck from groaning out loud, because every terrified catch of her breath caused a blissful tightening of her pussy walls. He guiltily felt like a fiend, but that didn't stop him from making sure to direct the horse towards every part of the path that might cause her to be frightened, for he had a mad need to experience every powerful blood-constricting contraction of her cunt, even if it was sometimes to the point of pain. Wes simply didn't care as long as his dick received every pleasurable stimuli possible. Welcome Into the Family Ch. 2 After a while, Arianne soon determined they were in no real immediate danger of dying, so she began to focus on her other senses as well, and immediately realized that the hard leather pommel was pressing directly onto her pulsating clit, making her gasp as electric tingles shot from her nether regions to every part of her body, making her understand why Wes wanted her to lean forward in the saddle. As they struggled up the slope, the horse rocked side to side as the horse tried to maintain its balance, consequently squashing the pommel against her love nub and making Wes' stiff shaft rub against her pussy walls, increasing the gratifying agony for both of them. So she fully yielded to the rocking movement and was rewarded with a scraping cock moving within her in very unexpected ways. Arianne squealed softly as the exquisite torment continued, yet her existing fear was intermingling with her need for satisfaction. Her newfound emotions grappled within her, but also astonished her with its surprising effect of increasing her sexual desires. Sensing her confusion, Wes decided to add a pinch of unexpected pain to the mix of fear and sexual desire. During unpredictable moments, he would twist her nipples, bite her neck or shoulder, pinch her love nub, or suddenly land his full weight on her back to force her clit hard against the pommel. Arianne tossed her head wildly as Wes hit her pleasure spots from out of the blue, and in bewildering ways that increased the hurting but pleasurable pain. She was going crazy from the barrage of sensations assaulting her flesh. Her body thrashed and bucked wildly, straining to reach the release from the tension that coiled every muscle in her body. Wes watched in awe as she managed the unimaginable stunt of screwing herself on his pole while maintaining her balance on top of the struggling horse, her body a study in desire as it writhed together with the animal's attempts to physically reach the summit, a goal all three were trying to achieve, literally and figuratively. Arianne's savage need to climax completely took over her every thought and action, and despite the precarious circumstances, she managed to raise her hips then slam herself down onto his stiff shaft repeatedly, grabbing the pommel for stability and using her inner thigh muscles to grip the horse's sides. She was in a maelstrom of primitive desire as her cunt walls seized his cock with relish, her sticky sap coated his stick, and her breath was released in loud exhalations that rivaled with the horse's snorting. Finally, she reached her goal, and her back arched as her hips instinctively pumped against his to wring out every conceivable sensation from her climax. Her orgasms were now rolling one after the other that she barely noticed when Wes roared out his own release the same time the horse reached the top, a plateau that bordered the farm. Arianne was feeling quite satiated and amazed at what just happened. Her pussy had been crammed full to overflowing with cock meat without end, had been incredibly hammered by a cock with the help of a horse's stride, and had enjoyed a lengthy and prolonged orgasm. The experience had been heightened by the wide sweeping spaces, generating a feeling of freedom from doing something so private out in the open, coupled with the forbidden thrill of fucking her brother where they could be spied on by anybody. She absently noted that out of all the decorations Wes had covered his horse with earlier, the only ones that remained were the tiny bells tied to its reins, which she could hear gently tinkling now instead of frantically clanging like they did awhile ago, but the flowers and leaves décor have totally disappeared from the force of their vigorous ride. Still in a daze from the powerful experience, her brain barely managed to sort out the fact that Wes had managed to disentangle their joined bodies, and had turned her so that she was straddling and facing him. But the feel of his lips against her neck and his cock sawing her pussy groove had her squirming and swiftly moving back to reality. She tossed her head and let the breezes play with her hair and cool her ardor. She languidly hooked her legs behind him, and breathlessly said, "Wes, honey, since I've successfully completed your special horse ride, does that qualify me as a country girl now?" Wes looked up from his concentrated task of creating love bites along her neck and gave her a wicked grin, "Oowee, whoever said we were finished, darlin'?" Then he gently inserted his penis back into her slot. Arianne sighed in contentment. Despite their long-drawn-out bout of fucking, she was happy to note that Wes was still hard and rigid. But this time, their fucking was slow and unhurried, just a gentle grinding of their hips together while the horse strode with a placid gait. Her reverie was cut short by Wes singing softly in her ear, "We're snuggled up together, like two horses matin' in a barn-" Now Arianne knew for sure that Wes was aware of her escapade with the twins, and in a bit of fun and revenge, she clasped his neck tightly so that her ample mounds mashed against his chest, planning to make him moan in need and then leaning back as far as she could to refuse further contact. But her move backfired on her as he tore his shirt apart, which brought her sensitive nipples in direct contact with his bare skin, making them both moan. She immediately dumped any plans of retreating. Instead, she massaged her inflamed nipples even harder on his supple firm flesh, and then murmured pleadingly, "Make me cum, baby! Please make me cum!" Wes complied with her request and brought his huge palms under her butt, and lifted her up and down on his solid stiff shaft, while opening his mouth wide to suckle on her bobbing breasts. Arianne clasped his head to her chest as his soothing thumping brought her to a sweet satisfying climax that gently rippled through her. However, Wes' next sung lyrics brought her up short. "There's a birthday party at Farmer Kurt's; it will be the perfect ending of a perfect day-" She looked behind her shoulder, and was horrified to find that they were almost at the farm, and worse of all, she could make out her others milling about fixing decorations and adding bowls to a table already heaping with food, presumably in preparation for a celebration. She didn't dare to think what they would assume if they saw her half-naked with her legs hugging Wes' hips, his shirt and pants undone while atop a horse. The truth most probably, that she had been getting a special horse ride. She scrambled to zip up her vest and bring down her skirt. Wes chuckled as she tried to stamp out any evidence of any naughty goings-on. Arianne glared at him in exasperation and finally did what she wanted to do earlier, hit him hard on his chest with her fists, which apparently did not hurt him at all since it just made him laugh harder. Arianne made annoyed noises under her breath, and then tried to figure out how to face front again while the horse was still moving, but she was stumped. Taking pity on her predicament, Wes grabbed her by the waist and spun her easily to face the right direction. By the time they reached the yard, she had managed to repair most of her clothing and hair with a bit of Wes' help. What she didn't know was that her attempts were totally useless, because her total mien had that freshly fucked look that each and every one of hers knew all too well. They figured what she didn't know wouldn't hurt her, so they didn't bother to tease her. Besides, they hoped that Arianne would be making this a very special and memorable celebration to be shared by the whole family. So instead, all of them chorused, "Surprise! Happy birthday!" Welcome Into The Family The pounding she was getting was causing her to reach her peak; she could feel it building until she was tightly gripping the pillow over her face. She was half-afraid that the sounds escaping her lips would be heard by the other people in the house, who might become concerned enough to investigate its source. The last thing she needed was to have her husband's four brothers bursting into her room to find their father fucking the shit out of his own son's wife. She didn't want to find out what her brothers's reaction would be to that scenario. Yet the forbidden situation and its wicked implications only added to the liquids streaming from her pussy, and increased the fierce ardor flooding through her. However, the pillow was suddenly pried from her fingers, and her protest was cut off by lips crushing into hers, swallowing any sound she might make, effectively silencing her. Kurt leaned into her even more as his hips kept up the brutal pace, his chest scraping deliciously against her nipples. Arianne was going out of her mind and all she wanted then and there was to cum real hard, and in her opinion it couldn't come soon enough. She quickly hooked her ankles behind him and assisted his forceful ramming by pulling on his ass with her hooked feet and raising her hips at the same time. She released her familiar squeals of delight into his mouth, finally giving an elongated one as her body shivered in the throes of orgasms that were coming one after the other. Kurt soon followed with his own release; and his body jerked as he spurted his semen into her passage, causing her to suck strongly on his lips and tongue, loving the way his fluids splattered against her vaginal walls. For the next several nights, Arianne enjoyed Kurt's nocturnal visits to her room, always done in the cover of darkness in order to conceal their naughty activities from the rest of the family. Kurt tried to convince her that letting his four other sons know would be alright, but Arianne was adamant in her decision to keep them in the dark. So Kurt decided to take the matter into his own hands. After one particularly vigorous night of fucking, Arianne surprisingly woke up feeling energetic, so she started cleaning the house from top to bottom, finally ending up in the kitchen; and as she cleaned the kitchen cabinets, inspiration suddenly struck her. Although Arianne was no great cook, she could follow recipes from the back of any box, so she decided to make a chocolate cake as dessert for dinner that night from a box she found in one of the shelves. When she finished the batter, she dipped a finger into the sticky chocolate and brought it up to her lips for a quick taste test. She had barely finished licking the yummy stuff off her finger when she heard a voice from behind her say, "Oowee! What's that I smell? It can only be my second favorite thing to eat in the whole wide world. It has to be chocolate, I'll bet my life on it!" She whirled to find Wes, one of Ben's brothers, framing the doorway. A welcoming smile lit her face. Wes was very easy to get along with, and inherited a lot of his father's charm, making her feel immediately at ease with his easy banter and slightly flirtatious manner. Wes walked over to where she was and circled his arm around her waist then placed a tender kiss on her lips, before his tongue snaked in and lightly flicked against her own. She gasped, and he immediately took advantage of her open mouth to initiate more torrid French kissing, sucking on her tongue and exploring the cavern of her mouth, before finally releasing her lips. "That sure looks delicious. I wouldn't mind a taste of some of that." Arianne was a bit disconcerted by the kiss since Wes has never done that before, though she tried very hard to make it appear as if nothing was out of the ordinary. She tried to collect her scattered thoughts, even when Wes kept her glued to his side with an arm around her waist. But she couldn't seem to catch her breath because his over-sized hand was dangerously close to the underside of her breast. She could only state the obvious like a simpleton, "Uhm, I'm just... uhm, I'm making chocolate cake." "Oowee! Would you mind just giving me a little taste sweetheart? I sure do love chocolate, especially when I can lick it right off a finger." "Uhm, of course. I was just doing that when you came in." Arianne pushed the bowl towards him, but she gasped again when he captured her hand in his beefy one and said, "But I'm sure it would taste really scrumptious if I sample it right from the baker's own finger." Firmly, he guided her hand towards the bowl, and rather than having a chocolate-covered hand she allowed one finger to scoop out some of the batter. Wes let go of her hand and urged her, "C'mon darlin', just put it inside my mouth, I promise I won't bite." And then he laughingly added, "And even if I do, you'll love it, sweetheart." Arianne felt herself melt when she met the teasing sparkle in his eyes. His gaze tantalized her into doing his request. Arianne knew it was risky, but she still turned towards him and brought the chocolate laden digit to his mouth. As she put her finger into his mouth, his teeth clamped onto it to prevent it from escaping the warm cave. His tongue lovingly licked the creamy chocolate while his gaze held hers. When the last of the batter had been swallowed, he began to devour her finger with a vengeance, sucking strongly then suddenly shifting to chomping bites that didn't break the skin. The alternating sensations had her juices flowing and her breathing turning to panting. When he slowly slid his mouth to release her finger, she whimpered in protest. He soothed her with, "It's alright, darlin', kiss me." Arianne eagerly tilted her head back in a silent invitation, and then groaned in satisfaction as Wes greedily consumed her mouth. When he stepped in between her legs, she allowed him to part her limbs, bringing his groin into intimate contact with her belly, his hard on almost touching her breasts because of the great disparity in their heights, which allowed his pelvic area to grind provocatively near her chest area. The touch of his pulsating meat against her had her clawing his shoulders involuntarily. Feeling off balance, she accepted Wes' paws to clamp onto her hips and guide her until she bumped into the kitchen table behind her. His powerful hands lifted her onto the edge, and then held her steady with one hand while the other grabbed a stool. When he sat down, it brought him face-level with her crotch. Then she felt her skirt being flipped up till her waist then something smooth being smeared on her inner thighs. When she looked down, it was to see her panties exposed and her legs split wide open with her brother right in between. Wes was spreading a handful of chocolate batter on her creamy skin, starting near her knee then moving up slowly until the very edge of her panties. Wes paused, making Arianne shiver in anticipation, and wondering if he would dip into her panties. The wait was torturing her so she pleaded, "Eat me, Wes. Make my pussy cum all over. Hurry baby!" "Oowee! We aim to please, ma'am." Wes grinned up at her, and enthusiastically began feasting on the smeared chocolate and her succulent skin, alternating between the two legs while pushing them even wider apart to gain easier access to her inner thighs. Arianne couldn't help clutching his hair as his agile tongue licked, flicked and stabbed the sensitive flesh, while his talented teeth bit and nibbled. As he got nearer to her pussy, she squirmed in excitement and began to hump her hips instinctively towards his marauding lips and tongue. When he reached the apex between her thighs, he teased her again by pausing, his chocolate covered face directly in front of her excited cunt, letting his exhalation brush against her pussy slit. His warm breath had her hovering on the edge of an orgasm. "C'mon, baby, please!" Wes lowered his head to allow his whole face to press tightly against her; he stayed there, unmoving, just letting her feel the indentation of his features resting intimately against her, breathing in deeply her aroused scent. Arianne wriggled impatiently, urging him silently to do more. However, he was bent on taking his own sweet time; so he explored her love box by nuzzling her with his nose, scraping his nose tip against her clit, sliding it down her slit and loving her personal pussy perfume. He rasped, "Did I tell you that my second favorite thing to eat in the whole wide world was chocolate?" Arianne could only clutch his scalp in affirmative response, her throat too tight to allow her to speak because of the pussy teasing she was getting. "Wanna know what's my first favorite thing to eat in the whole wide world?" Arianne could barely stand his facial ministrations. She felt like collapsing so she transferred her hands behind her to support her weight. Wes continued when she didn't answer, "Pussy. Nothing tastes like it and it's the most mouth-watering treat in the whole wide world. I just ate my chocolate, I think it's time to eat me some yummy pussy. What do you think, Arianne?" She let her hands slide behind her, allowing her body to follow until she was lying down on top of the kitchen table. Irritated by the baking gadgets beside her, she swiped them off the tabletop with her arms, uncaring that the bowls broke when they smashed against the floor or that the kitchen gadgets made loud clanging sounds as they fell. Wes chuckled at her urgency, "I sure do like the way you answer, Arianne. It warms my heart to see you so enthusiastic." Annoyed, she found her voice and growled, "Rip my panties off and eat me, you teasing bastard!" Wes wasn't offended at all by her rudeness. In fact, it even added to his amusement. "Oowee! I think we have us a very impatient young lady here, but we aim to please. Yes sir, we do aim to please." Wes followed her instructions, ripping the flimsy undergarment, and then he brought it up to his nose for a deep sniff. "Oh sweetheart, you are going to be an eat-all-you-can buffet to a starving man." Then Wes nose-dived into her pussy for some hearty eating. Arianne moaned as Wes proved he really knew how to eat pussy, flicking her clit with his tongue, lapping her slit with his tongue pressed flat against her and stabbing her vaginal depths with it. Wes seemed to be attuned to her every response, wringing out moans from her continuously. He had to hold onto her ass because she was undulating so much that he found it difficult to keep his mouth on her as he voraciously devoured her gushing pussy. Arianne couldn't help her undulations because her body seemed to have a mind of its own, which was also demanding that she lessen the clothes that were irritating her skin. So she grabbed the hem of her blouse until it was by her shoulders, exposing her jiggling orbs. Squeezing handfuls of her own flesh, she groaned, "Oh Wes, I've never felt like this. You're gonna make me cum so good, baby. Oh yes, right there. That feels sooo goooood..." Feeling a burning sensation in her nipples, she pinched them hard but it wasn't enough. It was a crazy thought, but for the first time in her life, Arianne attempted to suck her own nipples to cool down the burning heat, shoving her globes until they were near her mouth. She closed her eyes and hummed in satisfaction when she was able to swallow mouthfuls of tit flesh. Wes nearly unloaded in his pants when he caught sight of her sexy stunt, but he wanted to cum when he was inside her, so it spurred him on to munch even more aggressively on her cunt so that she can climax and he can shove his dick into her. "Aaaahhh... I'm near, baby... c'mon, harder! Fuck me with your tongue!" However, unknown to them, while they indulged themselves, the resounding crash of the kitchen equipment had brought Chuck, the eldest brother, to the scene, concerned that there might have been an accident. Instead, the sight that met his eyes brought him up short. They didn't notice him standing outside the screen door observing them, opening it to step inside the kitchen, staring at Arianne's writhing figure on top of the wooden boards, removing all his clothes, walking purposefully towards them, going up the table and straddling Arianne's torso until he quietly said, "I sure would appreciate it, ma'am, if you could help me out here." Arianne gave a startled scream at the sound of his voice and opened her eyes, but she was struck speechless by the 14-inch member being brandished before her, making her almost cross-eyed. Wes brought his head up from eating her and expressed his hilarity over Chuck's shoulder, "Well, I don't mind, but how about you Arianne? Just look at him, darlin'. Chuck here has the biggest dick in the whole family. You'll surely have fun playing with him, sweetheart." Chuck remained silent during his brother's off-hand commentary, totally comfortable with his nudity, which was disconcerting for Arianne. She had noticed that Chuck was really subdued compared to his more outgoing brothers, and coupled with his powerful muscled physique, had made her wary of him from the very first time she met him. But now, peeping at his giant instrument had her excited and scared at the same time. "Oowee! The thought of it is making you wet down here, sweetheart," Wes observed as he palmed her sex. He decided to press his advantage. "You can choose what to do, Arianne. Maybe you can play with Chuck here with your hands, maybe with your mouth or maybe even with your tits. Or you can choose not to do anything at all. But I'm sure telling you, sweetheart, I bet Chuck would love it if you gave him a titty fuck." Arianne's eyes widened with surprise, and then darkened with desire as the image danced in her head. Wes noticed it and immediately pounced on the idea. He encouraged her, "C'mon darlin', surround his dick with your tits. Imagine him sliding in between your big and beautiful breasts. Oowee! Gotta stop all this talk here, darlin', it makes me wanna cum." Wes and Chuck waited quietly while she decided. Arianne stared at the twitching penis before her, marveling at its size, and wondering about her primitive desire to pay homage to it like it was some deity. She grasped his shaft and sighed, "Yes, fuck my tits please." Chuck reached for her breasts gently and reverently brought them together to form a cavern around his cock. Arianne became suddenly short of breath at the sensation. She felt strangely powerful and vulnerable at the same time, powerful because she knew she could bring pleasure to this man, and vulnerable because of the strength radiating from his fuck muscle. As Chuck began to move slowly in her valley, Wes went back to eating her out. The combined stimulus brought back her impending orgasm. "Oh yeah, Wes! Lick me! Suck me real hard, baby! I'm gonna cum. almost there... Oooohhh!!!" Her hips banged against the tabletop as the waves of orgasm swept through her. Wes' kept his mouth clamped on her exploding pussy, and greedily swallowed every drop of her cum juice. Then he suddenly stood and released his belt, allowing his pants to fall, and without any preliminaries, shoved his cock into her still spasmodic pussy. Both of them groaned at the feel of her slick slippery walls enfolding his rod. Wes grabbed her legs and brought them up to brace against Chuck's muscled back, making it easier for his thrusts to pierce her forcefully, and allowing him and Chuck to set the same pace for their lunges. Arianne released her familiar piglet squeal every time both brothers plunged forward, making her feel stuffed with cock meat at both ends. Wes silently communicated with Chuck by leaning his weight against Arianne's legs, which were totally supported by the wall of Chuck's back. Every time Wes pushed forward, Arianne could feel it, not only in her pussy, but also on her legs, which in turn would push into Chuck, making him drive his own cock even more vigorously in between her boobs. When Wes speeded up, so did Chuck. Arianne moaned at the extra hard pounding, and accidentally, Chuck's giant boner slipped in between her unguarded lips. Arianne savored the flavor of his precum, and decided she wanted to gobble more of his meat, so she widened the opening of her mouth, allowing about four inches to continuously spear her mouth while the rest of his cock enjoyed the warmth of her valley. Chuck groaned at the added sensation of her sucking, and returned the favor by twisting her nipples with his thumb and forefinger while his enormous paws squeezed her tits even more around dick. The three of them moaned and groaned as they all attempted to reach their personal pinnacle of pleasure. Wes unbelievably increased the tempo of his thrusting, ramming into her repeatedly as his excited member grew in size, his cock sending tingles all over her as it smashed into her clit and his balls slapped against her ass. Wes couldn't stand it any longer and he roared out his satisfaction as his semen splashed and spilled from her vagina. Arianne wiggled her ass to wring out all the juice from him, clenching her pussy muscles greedily around his deflating dick, and astoundingly triggered her own orgasm, making her body twist uncontrollably all over. Wes continued massaging his cock inside her pussy walls, reluctant to remove his rod. Arianne moaned around the fuck meat in her mouth, loving the myriad sensations exploding through her body. Although Wes' pipe still brought a significant amount of pleasure to her pussy, she now focused on the mammoth cock being embraced by her own immense 36-DD tit flesh. Chuck's cock's irregular surface chafed her tender skin but it increased the ruckus running through her veins. Arianne whimpered around the cock log she was sucking. Unbelievably, she felt Wes getting hard again, who was turned on by the sight of Chuck titty fucking his hot sister, and the pussy grip she had on him. Meanwhile, Chuck's huge cock was swelling even more, straining Arianne's oral capabilities. Her voice was muffled as she grunted with her building orgasm. Wes urged everybody on with a verbal litany, "C'mon, darlin', suck him harder! Oowee, you're getting even wetter, sweetheart. Your climax is gonna be mind-blowing." Arianne grabbed her tits to form a tighter tunnel, while Chuck transferred his hands behind her ribcage to increase the arch of her back, bringing out her swollen breasts even more and making her neck arch higher, allowing more of his dick to thrust even harder inside her mouth. "Oh yeah, swallow that cock, sweetheart! Your tits and pussy are the best in the whole state! I'd bet my prick on it! Wat'dya say Chuck?" Chuck just remained silent, but rammed his cock more urgently in-between her succulent tits, signaling his own coming release. Wes followed his brother's pace this time, and increased his own fucking rhythm. Then Chuck threw his head back and suddenly howled, eerily sounding like a wolf. The sight, her primal fear mixing with her erotic desire, transfixed Arianne. His gushing cum cream sluiced her face and breasts, while Wes grunted through his second orgasm. The feel of the two men's cum and their twitching members caused Arianne to shake through her own multiple orgasms, proving Wes right. They were mind-blowing. During the following days, Arianne felt sexually satiated most of the time as the two men, Wes and Chuck, surprised her during any time of the day with numerous naughty activities, like solitary showers in the bathroom turned into showers for two, or laundry days in the basement turned into intimate upright spooning or afternoon naps in the garden's benches turned into vigorous middle-of-the-day fucking. Her only frustration was that she could only get Chuck's cock in her pussy till the 12-inch mark. She was determined to totally engulf him one of these days. And then at night, she enjoyed her father's visits to her bedroom, whose own stamina could give his sons a run for their money. Welcome Into The Family Arianne was on cloud nine for she was receiving the attention of three lusty and virile men. She wouldn't have been surprised if someone told her that she looked like a contented kitty cat, because she felt like a pampered one with all the cum cream and petting she was getting. She was just surprised that Kurt and his other two sons, Billy and Bob, never caught her while she was fucking either Wes or Chuck, since they were doing it all over the farmhouse, trying to be quiet about it of course, although if truth be told the added danger of discovery made the experience even more enjoyable. If she didn't know any better, she would have thought that they talked among themselves about some sort of schedule. Unknown to her, she wasn't that far off from the truth. And Kurt had more surprises for his young burning hot daughter. Arianne walked along the fenced property, enjoying the fresh breeze, when unfamiliar sounds traveling through the air made her stop. She listened intently and identified that the sounds were coming from inside the barn. Silently, she entered the enclosure and searched for the source of the noise. Reaching some bales of hay, a sharp movement in-between the bales caught her eye. She peeped and then gasped when she suddenly realized what she was looking at... To be continued...