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HIS P.E.T. 25CHAPTER 25: A FLEMISH PASTORAL FARM – THE FULFILLMENTMeike and Frans were talking, catching up, in the small living room when Arend crashed through the back door, the screen door banging loudly against the wood frame. They both looked in the direction of the kitchen as the youngest son nearly slid to a stop in front of them.Frans reacted with indignation, “Arend! What has gotten into you?”“I’m sorry, father, Aunt Meike. But, Laura … we just … and …” He was gulping for air, the words not coming out in any kind of sense.His father rose and put a hand on his son’s shoulder. “Calm down. Did something happen to her? Is she hurt?”Meike had become nervous, too. The young man calmed himself. “No, she’s fine … not hurt. But, we just watched her …” he looked at Meike as if unsure how he should say what he needed to. “She … she just was mounted by the dog and now she is walking to the hog pens.”His father was shaking his head, “No, not that dog.” He looked at Meike, “It’s a stray that comes here for food. We can’t get close to it.”“Father, come, please.” He looked at them and began backing out the way he had entered. “I’m not going to miss this.”Meike was already following the young man. Frans followed after her. After catching up with his sister-in-law, they saw the other two young men approaching the hog pen with the dog still nearby and Arend, who must have been running, coming up from behind his brothers. He touched her arm and they hurried a bit faster.Meike knew what Laura was capable of with dogs, but she had never seen her with another a****l and she was just as interested in that as the boys seemed to be. By the time she and Frans reached the fence of the hogs, the boys were gathered along the fence, their arms d****d over the top boards. Inside were two boars and five sows milling around the pen, which had a muddy section covering about 25% of the area in one corner. Laura had moved to the center of the pen and was standing naked as she took in the milling a****ls around her. She seemed to have no fear of the a****ls themselves.Meike asked nobody in particular as she watched, “What is she doing?”Jager responded, “Don’t know for sure, but she did something weird with the dog, too. I can only guess that she is trying to single out one of the boars without the sows.”Then, she moved slowly to a boar that was by itself, the other hogs having moved to the other side of the pen. She dropped to her knees and slowly closed the remaining space between them on her hands and knees.Jager offer, “Watch now … she did something like this with the dog, too.”* * * * *I heard Jager’s exclamation behind me and wondered who he was talking to since his brothers had also witnessed me with the dog. When I turned to glance over my shoulder, I found Meike and Frans standing along the fence with the boys. I focused on Meike and gave her a smile. I then refocused on the boar in front of me. My new focus was to try to duplicate whatever had happened between me and the dog. If that interaction could be repeated, I might be able to accomplish this, too.The boar was very skittish and nervous as I slowly approached him. Whatever my intentions were for him, my actions were not at all what he was used to from humans who entered the pens. But, the closer I got to him, I sensed a focus developing between us. I kept my eyes and attention only on him and his eyes. It was a very strange situation to be concentrating so hard on looking into the eyes of a large boar who must have been close to 300 pounds. I couldn’t really remember paying any attention to the boar itself when I was at Samantha’s. Then it was a matter of being in position for Albert to get the boar onto my back. This was feeling very different. This was feeling like I was flirting, enticing the boar to act like a male and take me as if I was one of his sows. That thought sent an uncontrolled shiver through my body.When the boar and I were inches apart from each other, our foreheads nearly touching, I sensed a peace and calm surround the two of us as if nothing else around us mattered, nothing else was of any consequence. It was only him and me. I raised my eyes to look into his at inches of separation and I saw the same in him. The eyes were a very dark brown and the pupils were somewhat dilated, producing an impression of solid dark eyes staring back at me. I remembered the experience at Samantha’s. The hog was not treated the same as other a****ls when it came to foreplay. There was very little foreplay. The thought burst into my brain, though. What would that strange cock of theirs feel like in my mouth? I pushed that thought out, though. For a variety of possible reasons, I felt feverish to continue being mounted and mated. I felt an itch that only being mounted would adequately satisfy. This day was appearing to be a culmination of my mind’s anticipation combined with the experiences of the recent past.I did nothing in terms of foreplay, though. Just like at Samantha’s, I turned around while on my hands and knees and dropped my front to the ground. Whatever had passed between us in that moment, he wasted no more time with past hog and human relationships. Before, I had the benefit of assistance from Albert. Now, I looked at the fence and saw the four males who had the familiarity of raising and tending the hogs but were not moving to provide any assistance. This was new ground for them in dealing with the hogs. This was something they had never anticipated or considered. This was something they could only stand with slack-jawed wonder and curiosity and watch.The hog rooted his snout into my ass and the sounds of his sniffing at me came to my ears. It wasn’t much longer than he bounced onto my back and walked his cock into contact with my ass. His unique penis was coming out immediately, bumping my ass, probing for my opening. I reached and spread my ass cheeks and thighs to prove a better target for the a****l. With a few more probing thrusts, the hog’s penis was inside my messy pussy. Immediately, the feeling of a thin cock was replaced by the feeling of a thick, whirling, whisk inside my pussy. It bumped against my walls and moved my lips in wild directions as he pressed more of his cock into me. The deeper he went, the more his cock bumped and probed by pussy walls until I felt it at the end of my pussy. There I felt that sensation, again, of it focusing, narrowing its movement. It was as if the end of the cock knew to find the opening of my cervix. And, just as before, when it found my cervix, it probed more intently, pressing and working at the tight opening.My eyes were unfocused and my ears were not picking up any sounds except for the grunts of the hog on top of me and the groans, moans, and gasps coming from my own throat. I was in a zone of sexual frenzy of my own and I wasn’t aware that my waiting in anticipation had caused me to hold my breath until I felt the thin cock press through my cervix. At that moment, my gasp released built up air in my lungs and the gasp morphed into a low, guttural groan as my entire body began shaking.My upper body was pressed into the loose dirt of the pen, my breasts flattened into the dirt with my ass in the air, the hog riding me and his hindquarters still pumping, thrusting his cock to complete our mating. My mouth was open, puffs of dirt and dust blowing from me with each sharp, grunted breath. The constricted, but still whirling, cock in my womb was different than anything else. Unlike the cervix fucking I received from the Spirit Bear, this was more of a teasing feeling inside my womb, the tip touching my deep insides, not brutally consumed by the fucking like the bear.When the hog came and deposited his semen, then the gel substance inside my womb, I collapsed completely to the ground, my entire body prone in the loose dirt, the cock pulling of my womb and pussy as I dropped.The boar moved away from me quickly and I sensed an increase in activity inside the pen. It was later that I would learn that Arend leaped into the pen to stand between me and the sows who had begun milling around close to me in a way that concerned Frans. I was subconsciously aware of that activity but became very aware of a new presence between my splayed-out thighs. At first, I felt the puffs of air from the sniffing a****l. I turned my head to find the second boar now investigating this most unusual sow the other boar had just mounted. This one, I had been told, was the younger of the two. He sniffed me and I smiled. I moved to my hands and knees and heard the gasps from the others standing along the fence, which drew the attention of Arend.He took a step closer to me and uttered only one word, “Again?”I didn’t bother responding, my next actions would be response enough. I wiggled my butt at the a****l and he took the indication. He jumped onto my back, canlı bahis şirketaleri moving his hind quarter forward as his cock bumped and probed by my opening. This time, I stayed up on my arms, supporting his weight. He felt slightly lighter than the first boar. He was having more trouble with penetration or the first one was just lucky in making his penetration. I shifted my weight onto my right, stronger, arm and moved my left between my legs in search of the thin, spiraled cock. It was a surprising feeling when my hand came into contact with it and I flinched despite it having been my intention. I guided it into my pussy and sighed as it drove further into me.I adjusted my position under the boar, spreading my knees and moving my hands for stability when I felt his whipping penis pull out of my pussy. I groaned my frustration and swore softly. He was thrusting wildly to regain my pussy and I shifted slightly left and right, up and down in attempts to assist him. I was about to move my hand back when he suddenly found a hole and drove forward in a single lightning-fast movement. Only … it was the wrong hole.“OHHHHHH … NNNOOOOOOOO!” I cried out and moaned between gasps. “OOOOOOHHHH … the wrong … wrong … hole …” I heard Meike gasp behind me. My reaction was mostly in surprise and shock. It had happened so quickly that I had little chance to recognize that there wasn’t the usual sharp pain or discomfort associated with larger, thicker cocks.I pressed back against the boar and he against me. “Hmmmmmmm … yyyyeeeeesssssss! Ohhhhhh, this … is … wicked …”The sensation was completely different. The thin cock drove in and out but the cock also did its whipping action. My ass was so much tighter, though, that the whipping sensation was restricted, but it was still there. The cock seemed to search for something it wasn’t going to find. As far as it thrust up into my ass, it was only going to continue up the passageway it was in. There was no womb to penetrate and seed … just my ass.I readjusted my position, again. I had to free up a hand. I moved my left hand back between my legs and strummed my clit and pussy. I felt the boar becoming wilder and frantic in his action, action I took to mean he was getting close to making his deposit in me. I strummed and pinched my clit, raising my stimulation level quickly. When I felt the hog seed spurt into my ass, I climaxed with him. I shuddered and shook in my response and I knew part of it was the depravity of not only being mounted by a hog but a hog in my ass.I collapsed into the loose dirt of the hog pen, the sows moving around me after the boars are finished. Suddenly, Frans seems more concerned, the sows may be feeling threatened and protective. He and his other two sons rush in, two taking me by my arms while the other two stood between me and the sows, flapping their arms and shouting to distract them. Outside the pen, they settle me onto the grass. I am covered in dirt, a mixture of dog and boar semen leaking from pussy and boar semen from my ass.I start laughing at what just happened. “You think I made the sows jealous?” They looked at each other. I heard Meike, first. Then, they all joined her in laughing. One of the boys blurted out, “Can’t imagine why, you would be a terribly skinny sow.” Then he got embarrassed, but we all joined together in more laughter.Frans and Meike were insisting that I be taken inside for water and lunch. I protested. I recalled from Samantha’s how the gel plug might let go at any time, then cum would be leaking out of me more than it already was. They settled on a picnic lunch under the trees. While they got that assembled, I collapsed under the trees in the grass. I looked up at the blue sky dotted with puffy white clouds. I smiled. A dog and two boars. The day was only half done.I was sitting on the grass relaxing with the others after the lunch and resting in the shade. I was, of course, the only one naked. Even the boys had become somewhat accustomed to my appearance before them as we laughed at the retelling of the episode with the hogs. When they took up the lunch items and took them back to the kitchen, Meike moved to sit next to me. “Laura, Frans has become as curious about all this as his sons. Now, he regrets not being outside with you and his sons to see you with the dog. The boars were amazing and something tells him that you have more in mind for the afternoon, but …”“But, he feels like he has missed something …” She nodded.When I spotted the men returning from the house, I called for the dog and whistled. It came running from the other side of the barn. I glanced at the men and found them shaking their heads in unison. The moments I had with the a****l had established something of a bond that their prolonged interaction had not. I smiled.With the men assembled around me and the dog, I patted the grass in front of me. It looked at the others around us but soon settled down on its side. I nuzzled it at the face and neck, letting my hand slide down its side and belly at the same time. He appeared to be even more compliant this time.After a repeat with the dog, I turn to Frans. Now that he was fully involved, I went directly to him with my next idea. He shook his head, though. He checked with his sons, especially Arend who was the most active on the farm and received similar reactions.“No, not the bull. The bulls are too unpredictable, potentially ornery, and much too powerful in case they do become aggressive.” My face must have reflected some disappointment. I was intent on experiencing something beyond what I had at Samantha’s. Then, I saw something in his face. His face went from reflecting the appearance of a thought to a sly consideration of that thought.“What? What are you thinking?”He smiled, looked at his sons, but answered my question as I got to my feet. “Since she is interested in being a cow, we could put her on the milking machine.” The faces of his sons reflected the consideration of the option that their father seemed to have. They all ended in smiles and turned to me.I protested, “I’m not going to produce any milk no matter how hard it pumps.”He smiled, “No, you won’t, but do you like your nipples sucked?” I nodded, of course, every woman does. He smiled wider, took my hand, and led me to the barn where we had earlier milked the cows. I was a step behind him, being pulled along. I turned to look behind me to find Meike who was several steps behind me. Her shoulders shrugged to indicate her uncertainty of what was happening.Inside the milking shed, I was led to the first stall. I remembered the layout from early in the morning. There was a railing at the head of the stall. The cow was led into it, its head passing through the end, then the railing was closed around the a****l’s neck. A trough was on the other side so the cow could eat while being milked. The boys had told me it was good for calming the cow while it went through the milking process. Frans led me into the first stall and stopped me several feet from the open railing. I couldn’t believe he intended to have my head trapped inside it like the cows and was relieved when he closed the rail. He took my hands and put them on the top of the railing, then pressed his hand into my stomach, asking me to bend over and place my forehead on top of my hands. He nudged my feet back with his until my upper body was bent at nearly a 90-degree angle with my straight legs.He stood at the side and considered my position. The others were assembled around me. He nodded, mostly to himself since he didn’t seem to be taking anyone else’s reaction into consideration.“Yes, good … I think that is good. Yes … I like the way your breasts hang in that position.” I turned my head to look at him. “No, seriously. The suction tubes should hang straight down to work properly.” I opened my mouth and he laughed. “I know, I know … no milk is coming out regardless. You want this to be comfortable, though?” I nodded. I felt ridiculous. How did I end up being in the position of being milked by their milking machine?Then, they went about the process of beginning the milking only this time they all seemed to want to be involved. Normally, it was a one-person job. Not this time. One brought a disinfectant solution and a wet towel to clean my breasts and nipples just as if they were the teats hanging from a cow’s utter. Another pulled on my nipples as they went to length the teat and prepare it for the suction tube. Another brought the tubes and fastened one to each nipple with the first bit of suction clamping it around my nipple and onto my breast tissue.When the machine started, I felt the pulsing rhythm of the unit. It was immediately arousing and I moaned soon after it started. I was losing myself in the feelings, but belatedly heard the discussion around me. They were teasing that canlı kaçak iddaa no milk was coming and discussing options for a solution as if any of them was real. I heard one of the boys venture a comment about old-timers stimulating the cow to assist production.Frans laughed. “I’ve heard those things, too. I don’t know if it was real or an excuse to feel up a …” He got embarrassed that he was going where he was going in his explanation with Meike and me in the group. But Meike picked up on it and she certainly had an idea of what I might be capable of tolerating.Her voice was clear and I was sure it was for my benefit as well as the men. If I wanted to object, I would have the chance. “Perhaps she just needs some of that stimulation you were talking about. After all, look at the position she is in.” I looked at her by only rotating my head on my hands. She winked at me. “It’s as if she is ready for it.”Frans looked up at her, then my ass, seeing how I was bent over at the waist. He stepped behind me, nudging my feet with his boot, indicating for me to open my stance further. He did it several times until my feet were spread out widely. I was sure, as sure as I was about anything, that he was seeing my wet, messy pussy, slightly gapped by my stance. I couldn’t see him, but I did hear him.“I think your Aunt might be right, boys. It is certainly worth a good try.”Instantly, I saw three pairs of feet shuffling to me and three pairs of hands touching me. Hands were on my ass, pussy, thighs, and back. Soon, fingers were finding their way into my pussy, stroking my clit, and sliding over my asshole. This continued for minutes and my arousal increased steadily. It wasn’t just the fingers and hands on my body but the milking machine rhythmically sucking at my nipples.Then, Meike’s voice broke through once more. “Still nothing coming out, guys.” She expressed it as if she was disappointed by their efforts. This was a game she was playing and by her playing the game she was enticing the others further into the game, a game authorized by their Aunt and my friend. “You guys need to ramp up your efforts somehow. But how?”Oh, right. How? Like that was going to hang out there for debate for long …I didn’t know if it was just Jager taking the situation over on his own, or if he had gotten some kind of indication and approval from either Frans or Meike. But, what I did know was him announcing for the others to move to the sides and distinctly hearing the sound of a heavy-duty zipper … like that of work jeans, the kind worn by all four of them.What I felt moving along my pussy lips next was not a finger. And, it didn’t stayed outside sliding on my lips for very long. It was placed along my slit until he felt my opening. Then, his cock was pressed firmly into my pussy. My moans and grunts erupting from my mouth in response to his thrusts became deeper and longer as he pounded into me. I was nearing another orgasm and I clamped my pussy around his cock, clenching and relaxing … clenching and relaxing … not so different than the machine sucking at my nipples.“Oh … my … goddddddd! Her pussy! It’s milking me!” He cried out, again, this time in a low growl coming from deep inside him. I felt his cock twitch inside me and drive hard against my ass to get his cock as deep as possible and he went rigid. His cock jerked and the first spray of cum shot into me. It was followed by numerous other spurts. Sometime during his spurts into me, I orgasmed as well. My legs shook and I cried out, our sounds mixing together in our shared moment.I heard the shuffling of feet as Jager pulled out of me, then, “Ooooo … nice job, son.” I was positive the four of them were watching as cum dripped out of my open pussy. I felt a presence in front of me and found Meike staring at me from the other side of the rail. Frans asked nobody and everybody, “How long do we keep her on the machine?”Meike was still watching me, eyes focused on each other. She smiled and I smiled back. I wasn’t sure what she was thinking, but I had a sense it might be good. She didn’t take her eyes from mine, but she responded to the others. “If she hasn’t started producing by the time all of you have filled her pussy with your seed, you can take her off.”My smile grew even larger. She was effectively taking over and stepping it up. I was going to have to reward her, personally, when we got home.Frans went next, which surprised me a little, but I was happy that he was also stepping it up. That was going to make it easier for his sons to become more aggressive. After Frans climaxed, then pulled out, and another son stepped up and plunged his cock into me, I heard soft discussion I couldn’t make out until I heard Frans encouraging Jager to follow him. Then, Meike shouted after them, “Where should we meet you?” Whatever that was about we were going to the main barn next.After the last son fucked me, they disconnected the milking suction tubes and replaced all the equipment. I stood up straight, then stretched my back after being bent over for so long. Meike came up to me and asked if I was alright.“It was amazing. The combination of the milking sucking, the fucking, and the open exhibitions … amazing.” I smiled at her and noticed the two remaining watching us. I kissed her on the lips, partly for the guys, and partly to embarrass her. Then, I said, “It really was amazing. Maybe you’d like …” She put her hands up in a defensive position while shaking her head. The guys laughed.I was led to the barn. I asked along the way what was awaiting me there. They smiled that I was anticipating something more, but I was told I would find out soon enough. I knew it wasn’t a bull, that was how I ended up being hooked up to a milking machine.Fans and Jager appeared at the open barn door and waved us on. It wasn’t lost on me that all the guys had pulled their pants back up leaving me still the only one naked. Whatever was planned for me next, it apparently wasn’t going to involve any of the guys. And, it was big enough to need to be contained in the barn.My eyes took a few moments to adjust to the relative darkness after the time in the direct sunlight. They didn’t hesitate or wait for my eyes to adjust, however. I was escorted into the barn and turned toward a stall. Someone pushed open the large door on the opposite end of the barn, which cast more light throughout the interior. In front of me was a small horse. Its head was tied to each side of the stall and the hind legs were tethered loosely together. Frans came up alongside me, his hand moving over my butt and back to my shoulder. He explained that it was a real horse, but something of an anomaly of nature. It was born of normal sized horses but turned out to be about three-quarter size. They kept it because it was a perfect size for c***dren to ride so they bring it to the regional fairs and festivals to entertain the c***dren.He squeezed my shoulder, “He is very friendly and easy-going. I also thought he might be an excellent challenge for you to try.” I turned to look at him and he was all smiles. “He is still very large, though.”He was proposing that I fuck the horse! If he was small, but a real horse, his cock would have to be proportional and that should still be a very big cock. The idea of it created an immediate thrill through my body, not that I could tell from the condition of my pussy, as messy as it was now, or my nipples which might remain very rigid for a while. I smiled to myself and my hand slid down my body and ended up at my wet and messy pussy lips. I was definitely lubricated enough to try anything … so why not. I explained what I wanted to do, remembering the brief conversation I had with Samantha about horses and her description of the donkey. While the guys moved about to get what I wanted, I eased alongside the small horse, stroking his side to his head. I repeated the action I had used on the other a****ls, touching my forehead to him and thinking softly about him and me. Whatever had happened before was worth a try with him, too.He seemed calm, at ease with my presence and touch. I moved slowly along his side to his hind quarters, all the while stroking my hand along his side and underneath. As I reached his hind quarters, I glanced down at his hind hoofs to reassure myself they were well tethered. My biggest fear at the moment, as Samantha warned me, was being kicked.I eased to my knees and couldn’t keep a smile from spreading over my face. There before me was seven or eight inches of relaxed horse cock that was already extending from its sheath. Whatever I was doing was the having the desired effect on him. The appearance of the cock size was having the unmistakable effect on me. The mushroom-shaped end was reminiscent of the other horses. The cock shaft was a good two or two and a half inches in diameter. And, it wasn’t canlı kaçak bahis hard.I felt a tap on my shoulder and looked back to find Rhett with a squeeze bottle held out to me. “We use this when we need to massage the teats of the cows when they become irritated.” I smiled and held out my palm to him. He squeezed a generous amount into my palm and I spread it over both hands and held both palms out to him for more. He squeezed even more this time, and I transferred it to the cock, spreading it over the length. The more I stroked the lotion onto the cock, the more cock came out from the sheath. In minutes, I had 16 to 18 inches of hard cock in front of me.At that time, I felt another nudge at my hip this time. The guys were maneuvering a bale of hay under the horse. I had indicated my desire to attempt taking the horse on my back so I could use my feet to resist the horse’s thrusting too deep. The bale of hay had a horse blanket spread over it. I moved to the side, still crouch down to assist in aligning it. I wiggle into position between the horse’s belly and the top of the hay bale. I wasn’t quite touching the horse when in position, which seemed to be perfect. It seemed perfect when not having any other experience, anyway.I glanced to the side and found Meike. I motioned to her. I was going to need some assistance in getting the cock aligned to my pussy and folding the mushroom head into me. Once inside me, I trusted nature and instinct to effectively take over. Besides, I wanted Meike to handle the horse’s cock.She looked at me as she kneeled alongside me, her eyes wide. “God, Laura, I can’t believe what you have already done. Now, this!” She reached out and fondled my nearest breast. I told her what I wanted her to do and she looked down at the cock with some disbelief and uncertainty. My look back to her didn’t leave any room for refusal, however. She shifted down to the end and very tentatively took hold of the cock. When she touched it, it jerked in her hands and she dropped it. I gave her a look that expressed my feelings, ‘Seriously? I am about to fuck to it and you can’t hold it?’She seemed to blush, though it was difficult to see in the defused light in the barn. She regrouped and held the cock straight out to my pussy. I shifted down the bale and I felt the bale slide on the rough floor as the someone assisted me. I felt the horse cock hit my pussy and I took a deep breath. I used my hands to spread my pussy as far as I could while Meike worked at folding the head into my pussy. I gasped as I felt it entering and I squirmed and rotated my hips to force more of it inside. I put a hand out to hold Meike’s actions as the head fully entered me. I wanted to wait, to allow my pussy to adjust to the size as if it were a cock in my ass, but the horse had other thoughts … or at least instincts. He thrust forward and moved enough to drive more of his length into me. I cried out with a gasping moan, sob, exclamation that expressed the sharp pain, surprise, and thrill I was experiencing all at the same time. I shifted my feet quickly to his flanks and pushed to establish some control in case he jerked forward, again.His next thrust caught me by surprise even though I thought I was prepared for it. The tension in my legs helped, but he still bottomed out inside. The combination of my legs and his pressure moved my body on the blanket. This happened several times, each time the impact had shocking results in my body. There was an element of pain but the arousal was far more powerful and I orgasmed on the huge cock inside me. My legs slacked as my orgasm rushed through my body as my legs shook and quaked. The horse, however, wasn’t a gentleman to hesitate and allow my body to even partially recover. He continued to thrust. I had another orgasm on top of the previous one.My mind was slow in catching up with the situation as my body and brain was overcome with sexual fireworks flashing and exploding inside most parts of my body. When I did gain some recognition of feeling besides the flashes of my orgasms, I felt his cock was supremely hard and pressing deep into me. When I felt the cock violently jerk inside my body, with the feeling that my stomach must have been pressed outward as a result, I knew he was about to wash my pussy with his cum. Another small orgasm crashed through me as I felt my pussy lips spread and my pussy expand with the swelling cock inside it.My mind flashed to the image of Samantha and me being hosed with horse cum. My god! Where was all that cum going to go inside me? My pussy couldn’t hold all that cum.There wasn’t anything to be done but to hold on. My legs involuntarily rose and grasped the horse as my hips rose off the bale in an attempt to take as much of this cock inside me as possible as it began spraying his cum. Little did I know that much of my experiences had been captured by cell phones today, but the video of this showed how little my pussy was able to hold. The first spurt of cum leaked out around the cock tightly encased by my pussy. Each subsequent fire-hose spray, though, squirted out in a forced spray around the cock. I came, again.When they backed the horse away, my pussy was a gaping hole with a steady stream of cum running out of it and pooling between me and the horse blanket.* * * * *Meike laughed, “Sounds like they have started, already.”She and Frans were in the kitchen sitting on opposite side of the old Formica table. They were nursing their second whiskey. Meike had managed to finally get Frans to open up and talk about her sister, his dead wife. It had been a possible side benefit she had hoped would come out of this weekend visit to the farm. The most obvious was the sexual encounters with the a****ls, but she had hoped that the outrageous activity might also allow Frans the opportunity to finally express his loss and the future.It had worked far more effectively than she could have hoped. She made a simple dinner and the boys ate in the family room in front of the TV watching a soccer match between Belgium and Holland. They were frequently torn as to who they should be rooting for in these matches. Laura was sleeping off the activities of the morning and afternoon, which left she and Frans to share privately.It had turned dark and with it, the evening turned cooler. Laura came out from the bedroom wrapped in an old robe. She took a few pieces of chicken, saw the depth of the discussion going on between them and wander off to the raucous sounds of the three younger men.He shared her laugh and stood up. He put his arms out to her and she stood into a warm embrace. He kissed her cheek. “Thank you, Meike. For so long I have felt it might be somehow dishonest to her if my life moved on. I am glad we had this talk. I think I can move on now. I didn’t even think when things started this afternoon with Laura, I just reacted to the situation. Tonight, I could have easily fallen into recrimination for ‘cheating’ on her. That’s silly, of course, but …”She hugged him tighter, pressing herself into him. She wasn’t consciously thinking about what actions she intended to be next, but she was willing to let it flow in whatever direction it took her … and him. Laura had shown her that much, at least.She didn’t respond to him in any way other than to take his hand and pull him toward the sounds in the other room, sounds that were now quite different than the boys and the game.She stopped in the doorway to the room, Frans stepping up alongside her. She didn’t release his hand, instead, she grasped it a little tighter. Laura was again naked and on her knees in front of the couch where three naked young men sat as she moved her body and mouth from one hard cock to the next, back and forth along the line.Her attention still on the group at the couch, “I am sure they can make room for you, but …”He turned his body to face her. “But, what?”She turned to look directly at him. “But, I would prefer the two of us go to your room.”He studied her and she didn’t flinch or avert her eyes. “What about Ruben?”She smiled and kissed him lightly on the lips, “Frans, don’t be silly. I would never do anything behind Ruben!”“He knows you would do this?”She took both of his hands and lifted them to her lips, kissing the palms of each. “No, even I didn’t KNOW. But, we did talk about the opportunity and he understands, and is even happy if it happened. Frans, it has been such a long time for you. What happened this afternoon was just lust. This can be very different. I would hope it might lead you to seek someone out to share your life with. A new life.”It was a simple nod, but it carried huge significance. She took his hand, “They’ll be busy with her for a long, long time.” She kissed him hard and passionately. Then, she led him down the hallway to his room. “Let’s take our time and enjoy each other. I want you to remember what ‘making love’ feels like, again.”Meike had a feeling she and Laura would both be very tired in the morning when they were scheduled to make the return drive.* * CHAPTER 26: HAMBURG LIVE SEX SHOW will follow * * Thanks for reading.
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