From weekend to weekend, a riding stable that depends mainly on kids and the working middle class is pretty quiet, and Monday through Thursday is a time for repairs, for taking it easy, for catching up on little things, and for starting big ones.
The girls, who liked to eat at the Pepper Tree Motel when Rhoda didn't bring coffee and rolls to the trailer – and she didn't on weekdays – were curious when they found Jud racing around, giving instructions to Sid and Burt about chores, yelling at Rhoda to bring the checkbook.
"Jud's going up to Los Angeles – Whittier, really – to look at a few things." Rhoda said. "I think I'll ride in with him to Apple Tree – I need a few thing." She looked meaningly at Angela, who felt a warm twist in her pussy at the look of stark lust in the older woman's eyes and in the set of her mouth.
Reina said: "Angie, you said we're about out of money. Why don't you go in, too, and get a check cashed? Mister Kenny, can I go in, too? I want to see a dentist."
Rhoda looked glum as Reina went off to their "dorm" in the feed barn, but Angie squeezed the woman's hand and said in a low voice: "It's all right. She won't bug us."
In spite of Angie's assurances, Rhoda sat tensely beside her husband as they got into town, but when she got out and Angie went with her, she let out a deep sigh of relief as Jud drove off with Reina.
"I'm as nervous as a June bride. Are you? I've never done anything like this, so cold-blooded, and I know you haven't, either. Is it okay? All I could do was try to say something with my eyes. Am I so dreadful? You look like you're on your way to a funeral instead of to a lot of fun. Don't take it so big, hear? Now, I've got to get a check cashed."
It turned out that Angie had to take charge. At the motel, where they went in a cab, she said: "I'm Mrs. Kenny's niece, down here from Citrus City. My car's going to be in the shop a couple of hours, maybe overnight." And Rhoda, in a daze, followed her into the beautiful, quiet room, far back from traffic, and only came fully awake when Angela pulled her blouse open and took one of the older woman's nipples into her mouth.
"Yee-ow!" she yelled as the suction poured fire through her breasts and belly. She grabbed the girl to her, and they whirled and hugged and danced to the bed, shedding garments as they went; until both were naked, and they lay panting in each other's arms, cunt to cunt, tit to tit, mouth to mouth.
They kissed hotly but gently, probing each other's mouths, and Angie thought she had never tasted anything more exciting than the older woman's lips and tongue and spit.
"I get gamey when I'm real hot," Rhoda whispered, holding the girl close. "I think there's a direct connection, somehow, between my mouth and my pussy. Jud always said so. And I get high smelling under the arms, too," she laughed.
"You smell wonderful, dear," Angela said. "Mmmm! You shouldn't shave your underarms, Rhoda. It's really great to have a little bunch of hair under there. Natural, you know? Guys like to dig in and bite at it!"
Rhoda pushed and shoved and rotated her body until she was face to face with Angela's pussy, held virginally prim by her thighs being together. "Be quiet, sweetie," she whispered. "I was all tight and stupid until I realized I really had you with me at last – now, open that rosebud up to me!"
She laughed and rubbed her cheeks roughly into the spread of hair and pink lips as Angie obligingly opened her thighs, and there was new warmth in her breath as she parted the girl's thick lips and licked out to taste and tickle the clit.
"God!" she cried. "How lovely!"
Angie didn't know which of Rhoda's senses was inspired, sight or taste or smell, but she leaped in happy tension as the warm mouth with the wine tongue and caressing lips came down on her open, throbbing cunt.
She felt for the beautiful breasts with the long, sensitive nipples, their weight and smoothness so wonderful to her hands, and burrowed her warm face between Rhoda's thighs. It was like looking in a mirror, seeing the same fat lipped pussy, wearing light, curly hair, slightly darker at the bottom end of the long slit, due to the excess of inner heat and trickles of woman-juice.
This was a soaringly thrilling experience she had never had – fucking the cunt of the woman.
She was mature enough, in her own vibrant, lush body, but knew she had not the power nor the heat of a woman like Rhoda.
She wanted to say something so that her friend, her beloved friend Rhoda, could know how deeply she felt. But there was that marvelous cunt, the lips swelling so that the pinkness of labia showed between the fat outer lips and that was the musky pussy smell she loved so deeply.
With Rhoda's tongue setting her on fire, with the crawl of her inner juices coming out under the caress of the pink intruder, she used both her thumbs to open the lovely cunt as wide as she could, and pressed her open mouth down hard on the spread of flesh.
And Rhoda responded by making it easier for both of them – rolling on her side, lifting her upper thigh so that Angela's cheek could he pressed on the lower one, and, when the girl signified happiness and comfort by long, slow licks and sucks, the woman placed her big, smooth thigh over the girl's shoulder.
It opened her perfectly. It was so delightful that Angie could forget, for a few seconds, the slow tide of heat rising in her own belly, in the dark where the big orgasms grow.
She bucked strongly with her powerful back muscles, her buttocks clenching as she drove against the hidden face of the woman who was eating her cunt. She felt Rhoda's strong arm pushing her thighs wider and wider apart – one was raised high in the air, and Angela held it there, her pussy seeming to throb and expand as the powerful tongue thrust into her slick, tight hole.
Then there was a pause and she held her leg high while the woman seemed to draw away, to her sorrow, and then came a new sensation – something going deep into her, stretching, hurting, but seeking for that hidden come deep inside her, making her burn with a consuming fire.
And then, just a Rhoda's fingers were ramming the come-itch to unbearable pressures, down came the woman's face again, and she felt the indescribable pleasure of having her clitoris scraped by teeth, stroked by tongue, and lifted almost out of her by suction.
It was too much – the pressures in her vagina, the riot of pain and ecstasy in her clit and her sensitive and swollen labia. She shot into orgasm like a racket, aware that she was screaming into the spuming cunt that flowed and moved and responded as she did her best to swallow it all. Both her cums were around Rhoda's hips, her hands buried deep in the softness of the quivering, plunging ass.
She fought for one last sensation, to get Rhoda's asshole to her mouth, and when she made it that far, by stretching her neck to the utmost, she made her tongue hard and pointed, and stabbed it into the tightened sphincter again and again, until she felt Rhoda relax all over, even in this closed and private vent, and knew the triumph of actually getting her tongue an inch in her friend's rectum.
But they were both spent, and all that either of them could do was to lick and kiss, to murmur endearments, to gasp and sob and lick up the sweetly gamey juices that their love had produced.
But Angela, so thrilled at finding understanding and hot acceptance in another generation, was moved to seek the dear face, the mouth and lips and tongue that had almost killed her with loving sensation. And Rhoda, more aroused than she could remember, startled by that fantastic experience of having this girl ream, her asshole, held Angie's face between her hands, kissing and sucking and loving the girl's mouth with her tongue, soaring in wanton postures of cunt-heat.
Their bellies were warmly together, each could feel the heat as their bodies pulsed on one another, and Angie, busy with her hands on the woman's wonderful breasts, could only moan wordlessly as after-shocks of her gigantic orgasm moved deep inside her.
"You fucked me with your fingers," the girl murmured against Rhoda's cheek. "Oh, Rhoda, sooo good!"
She squeezed as hard as she dared an the rich, full breast in her hand, her thumb and fingers almost meeting in the soft, firm flesh, and felt the woman's groan as a vibration against her tongue. "I was yelling and screaming right into your cunt," she whispered as she pulled away. "Did that feel good, Rhoda?"
The woman bumped her body comfortably against the girl.
"It was heaven," she said. "Just plain heaven! Oh, baby, I wish we could be together all the time!" Angela's ribs almost caved in under the woman's hug. "AU three of you! Oh, how we could enjoy each other!"
She let go of the girl and pushed away, laughing.
"That's a beautiful dream, but it leaves out the thing you and I both need," Rhoda said. "And that's men."
She got up and went to the dresser, so that Angie saw her both front and rear, a gorgeous, voluptuous nudity. She looked at her watch. "Did you make arrangements to see your friend?" Rhoda asked. "I mean, do we have plenty of time?" Angela looked at her friend in a puzzled way. "She was out by the tack room just before we went to eat, talking to Mister Kenny. To Jud, I mean. I didn't know she even had a toothache until she mentioned coming to town. And she didn't say one word about when or where to meet her. Can we maybe phone her at the dentist's office?"
To her surprise, Rhoda began to laugh. She came back to the bed and sat down close to the full, warm thighs.
She pulled Angela's face around to hers, smelling her own pussy around the girl's sweet mouth, and kissed her loudly. "Come on, lie back down." She teased and pushed and pulled the laughing girl, kissing her breasts, goosing deep into her parted asscheeks, rubbing her own wet pussy up and down her body.
"Don't you get it, Angie? It was Jud's idea! I'll bet forty dollars to a horse turd that he's got that hard old cock of his in her, right this minute!"
She we almost right. But it had taken Jud just a bit more time to get what he was after than it had taken Rhoda.
"You don't need to suck me to get it up, baby," Jud said warmly as he and the Mexican girl rolled on the big bed. "See, it's hard already. And, from the feel of that cunt of yours, you're ready, too. Right?"
Reina sat on the old man's hard chest, her split open wide and tickled by the contact, and reached behind her to feel his erect cock. Her hand was soft, almost, as her pussy would have been, and she pressed his cock with love and appreciation, spurred into a hasty up-and-down motion of her ass, she felt the big cock throb suddenly.
"But I want to suck you, Mister Kenny," she whispered. "I want to do everything for you! Can't I suck you off and then suck you up again so we can fuck?"
Jud laid his big hand on her rib cage, pressing his thumbs on the big nipples that seemed so out of place on her small tits, barely visible mounds of the softest tissue. His seamed face was gleeful – he had the best, of these three nymphs, he would enter that sweet cunt, he would cram his old cock all the way through her.
"Baby, it would take more time than we've got for you to do everything for me," he teased. "Maybe you don't even know what everything could mean. Do you?"
Reina rocked back and forth on his chest, slipping a bit in the flowing juice from her girlish pussy. "Fuck and suck," she crooned, and then said: "Oh, wow, Mister Kenny! Do you mean what I think you do? Fuck me in the ass? Oh, my God!"
She shivered, a hard tremor that made her close her eyes and cross her arms over her breasts. "Would you do that? Oh Mister Kenny, I think I'd rather have you do that to me than anything in the world!"
She leaped to fling herself alongside the powerful older man, holding his cock in her left hand, alternately leaning down to kiss him and the alternately leaning away to look at him. "Do you think I might be too tight – that I might hurt you some way?"
Jud rolled her off and down and wriggled so that he could suck on those mature-looking nipples, holding a hand between her legs, stroking the fingers up and down in the wetness of her cunt. "You're a hot devil," he said, smiling.
"Just holding your legs apart and giving you a couple of licks in your twat made you come, didn't it?" He put a finger in her.
"Your asshole wouldn't be any tighter than your cunt," he said. "Here, raise up a little. There, now – rock back and forth."
She groaned in ecstasy as he flipped his cock in and out between the flowing lips of her hot cunt. "You can't fuck me both ways?" she asked plaintively.
He bared his strong teeth in a grin. "Let's get this one out of the way, first," he said. "Look in the mirror – what do you see?"
Every light was on in the clean, plainly furnished motel room, and, except for the dark shadows at the base of her belly, she saw everything – the two of them on the bed, the hard cock looking so dangerously big, even the silhouette of her sweetly split cunt, now hovering above the cock which shone wit her juice.
She screamed, a choked, frightened little cry as Jud pulled her down, ready or not, and felt shock and pain as the head of his cock went in. It was going to be too much; she had been insane to want a cock in her small, tender asshole. It was mad; she was stretched beyond endurance; the pain was going to make her shit. She closed her eyes so she would not see the rush of blood as her soft body split wide open! Terrible! Oh, God, that pain, that feeling of splitting! It was blowing her mind, it was ruining her, it was – it was – what was it? It was hot and unbearably delightful. It was a fire in her empty cunt. No, the fire, the swellings choking fire was in heir guts, in the sensitive nerve ends in her bowels. She couldn't possibly stand this pain, this torture, this heaven, a moment longer.
And yet what could she do? In her amazed and excited mind, she knew she would never get off this stabbing, brutalizing cock until she fell off or was pushed off. The pain was too wonderful to believe. It was going to burst her, kill her.
And then, without warning, she began to come.
In her cunt! No, in her belly, all over, up her belly, on the outside, feeling the marvelous completion of an orgasm beyond her experience. She could not sit up; she fell forward, her face between Kenny's feet.