Farm Girl (18+)

Farm Girl- Eleven

He pumped furiously as I wiggled against their hold. I stopped fighting against the hopeless odds and lay there unresisting as he finished up his f*cking by spewing the gooey white contents of his f*ck ball into my guts.

He dismounted and another took his place. In seconds, he began to hump at me. His c**k ripped back and forth inside my guts as I lay draped across the log. The other dogs let go of my mitties and gathered closer around me, whining and sniffing.

I wasn’t even aware of it when my betraying body began to respond to the furious manipulation of my mound. My ass began humping backward against him slowly, in little jerky motions. The feelings kind of crept up on me. As my swollen t*t mounds rasped against the wood, I suddenly realized that they didn’t feel all that bad, that there was pleasure in their constant rubbing against the rough material.

I pressed them down with more force on the next roll, enjoying the brief burst of pain and pleasure that shot up through my n*pples and t*ts. I realized then that my c*nt and cl*t were shooting forth hot waves of passion and lust from the f*cking and abuse they were getting.

I was helpless to prevent it, as my body began to respond with more and more passion to the rutting. My ass humped back towards the dog as he f*cked me. The s*x juices flowed around his fat c*ck, and my c*nt squeezed and jerked on his shaft as he slid it in and out.

My mind began gliding higher and higher through the maelstrom of surging sensations. I clutched the log tightly against my belly as I rubbed my boobs against it desperately. Then my eyes rolled back in my head and my mouth groaned long and low as I came with a furious, greedy enthusiasm.

My dizzy mind reached out for every lewd and pleasurable sensation it could find, and dragged them all in. I banged my chest repeatedly against the tough old log, squishing and mashing my t*ts against it. I humped and jerked backwards, trying to impale myself on the dog's lunging c*ck.

Spittle slipped from my open gasping lips as I lost control of myself. I collapsed onto the log as the dog continued to pound away at my p*ssy. Soft whines came from my mouth, matching those coming from the dog f*cking into me.

I struggled to get a semblance of awareness and suddenly realized that it was a lot brighter than it had been. I looked up through bleary eyes and saw my Mom and Dad standing just outside the fence. My Dad was holding a bright lantern aloft.

My woozy, lightheaded brain sought to realize the significance of this as the dog increased the tempo of his f*cking and his c*ck rubbed furiously back and forth against my c**t. My dazed thinking processes were swarmed under by the renewed attack of s*xual heat as the dog spurted his load up inside me and got off.

I humped against the log for a few seconds until the next dog mounted me and plunged his steely b***r down into my hot, lustful c*ckpit. His plunging driving prick soon sent me screaming into another orgasm, this one even worse than the first.

I trembled and shook against the log, hugging it as if it were an anchor to sanity as the exploding bombshells of s****l heat fractured and destroyed my thinking processes. I came down again, panting for breath as the dog f*cked me.

I became aware, dimly, of my parents saying something, then the light went off, and they went away, leaving me there with the dogs. The one behind me finished, and dropped off, and the next took his place. I don’t know how long he screwed me because I eventually fell unconscious.

When I woke up, the sun was high in the sky. The dogs had already been let out of the yard. I saw nobody around and lay there, wondering at the events of last night and yesterday. My hands trailed down my body, and I winced at the feeling of aching and bruising between my legs.

My chest was covered with scratches and scrapes, and my back hurt from the scratching of the dog’s claws. I wearily crawled over to the water dish and sipped up several mouthfuls. It tasted awful, and I realized the dogs had been using it too.

After a while, my mother came out of the house. She put a bowl of food on the ground and left after looking at me like I was some kind of disgusting thing.

My father showed up soon after I’d eaten. He glared at me and then unsnapped the lock from my collar. He attached a dog leash to the collar and dragged me across the yard to the wooden fence.

“Little sl*t dog!” he hissed. “Little f*cking b*tch dog wh*re! Had a nice time last night F*CKING THE DOGS!? Didn’t you!?”

He picked me up and draped me, belly down, across the top of the fence, so my ass was hanging out and thrusting up. I gasped in pain as the post dug into my belly, supporting all my weight.

Then I felt something hard and cold at my p*ssy, and suddenly my Dad thrust a metal hose up inside me and turned on the water. He ignored my squeals of protest as he f*cked the hose in and out of my p*ssy, sluicing floods of ice water inside me and spurted out around the hose.

“DOGF*CKER!” he cursed me.

He pulled the hose out and sprayed the icy water all over my squirming body, soaking me from head to toe. He threw down the hose and pulled out a bar of soap and began soaping me up. He ran the soap all over me using furious pressure around my p*ssy mound and ass.

I quivered from the cold and the aching stinging effect the soap and rubbing had on my many small cuts. He jammed the hose back inside my c*nt again and f*cked me with it.

“Got to clean the dog juice out of your sl*tty little f*ck hole B*TCHDOG! Make it nice and clean again!” he muttered.

My guts felt like leaden ice as the cold water washed around inside my belly. I shivered and trembled there until he finally pulled the hose out of me. Water dribbled and leaked out of my p***y lips and trickled down my legs as my father turned off the water and threw down the hose.

Then he was against me, his hard c*ck slicing up inside me. His prong thrust back and forth in my cold wet p***y, sending water spurting out the edges with each hard, deep thrust.

My head was dizzy from being upside down so long and was soon spinning around in renewed heat from his brutal f*cking. I came furiously, humping against the fence feebly as his big tool slid in and out of me. Then he groaned and spurted his stuff into me and stumbled back.

“Ought to skin you alive for f*cking those dogs!” he cursed. “You are a shameless little f*ckhole!”

He jerked me back off the fence post and down onto the ground.

“You can just stay here from now on, wh*re!" He spat, “Since you enjoy it so much!”

He threw something down at me and went away. After a few minutes, the blurring around my mind began to clear and my eyes focused. He had thrown one of my rubber dildos at me. I moaned and flopped back onto my back, spreading my arms and legs to absorb the sun's warmth and dry off.

I was like that a couple of hours later when my mother came out to look at me. She shook her head in disgust as I opened one eyelid to watch her. It came to me with sudden clarity, that she was angry and jealous about her husband f*cking me. She wasn’t mad at him for f*cking her daughter, she was mad at me for attracting him!

“You think you’re gonna lounge around like that all day, wh*re!?” she demanded. I opened both eyes and sat up to look at her. I could see her mind working, trying to think up something for me to do without hands or feet. Apparently she couldn’t think of anything. She cursed at me and then stalked away. I lay back in the sun.

After a while, I started getting horny from my own wanton nakedness. I crawled over and grabbed the dildo. I lay back again and began working the fat rubber c**k up inside me. After a few minutes, I was happily stroking away with it, sliding it up and down my f*ck tube. I came, and then came again.

Most of the day was like that. I just lay there getting a tan, and getting horny. From time to time, I f*cked myself to climax with the dildo to release the buildup of s*xual tensions within my body. My Dad and Mom wandered in and out of the house and over to the barn. Several times my Dad stopped and came into the yard. He would watch me m**********g, or else drop on top of me and stuff his hard sausage of a c**k down into my holes.

I spent that night out in the yard again. This time the dogs were kept someplace else.

The next day was a repeat of the last. Several times, I saw my Mom peering out the window of the house, or from around the corner of the barn as her husband f*cked energetically into my little p*ssy, or up my little a*shole.

Whenever he decided that I was doing something not to his liking, my Dad draped me across his knees and gave me a good spanking. Afterward, he would stick his c**k down my p*ssy hole, and spurt his juices into me, then stuff his face against my groin and suck them back out again. I got so horny I enjoyed the spankings. In spite of the pain he brought to my ass, I began to look forward to them.

My Mom got madder and madder at the s*xual attention her husband gave to me. One day, while Dad was out, she came out to the yard and stood above me as I lounged back, staring up at her insolently. Then her foot came forward and kicked me right in the belly.

“Little WH*RE !” she yelled.

I doubled up in pain. She kicked me again and again, in the stomach and sides and ass. She grabbed one of my ankles and pulled it up into the air, exposing my crotch. Her foot slammed down into my c*nt repeatedly. I screeched and howled as she brutalized me. I scrambled around, kicking and flinging my arms around, trying to ward her off.

She stuck the pointed toe of her shoe into my c*nthole and jammed it down viciously.

“So you’re so tight huh?” she jeered. “We’ll see how tight you are, you two-bit little sl*t!”

She pushed her foot down with more and more pressure, forcing the pointed toe deeper into my c*nt. Her shoe jammed down against my c*nthole, and more and more of it slid into me. She forced aside my screaming p*ssy lips and stuffed her foot inside me. My p***y lips spread and spread as the unnatural-sized object forced its way inside me.

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