Mary Had a Hot Ram

David Crane
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Chapter 7

Lulu May lived on a farm bordering on Mary’s farm.

Though older, she was still sucking off two lucky lads every schoolday, Monday to Friday. In the evenings she frequently met young men out behind the barn or down by the river and managed to get her full share of fucking as well.

But weekends were different.

The boys played baseball or went fishing, and Lulu May often found herself devoid of prick on Saturday and Sunday.

That was why she started fucking the sheepdog.

Mary and her little lamb had fallen to a sexual encounter more or less by accident.

Mary had been fingerfucking herself.

The ram had been looking for a sexy sheep.

Fate had thrown them together.

But Lulu May was a different kettle of fish. She had deliberately decided that it might be fun to get fucked by a dog. She had been watching Old Blue round up the s ⁄heep one afternoon and had noticed how vigorous and energetic he was as he bounded about the hillside. It had occurred to her that if the sheepdog were to put that much vitality into a fuck, he would make a wonderful partner.

No sooner had she thought of fucking the dog than she decided to try it. And try it, she did.

Fucking a dog was as good she had hoped.

In a way, getting fucked by a dog was a lot like sucking anonymous cocks through a knot hole. There was no need to make small talk, no need to kiss and cuddle, no emotional entanglements to cloud the pure pleasure of an all-out fuck.

The dog put a lot more energy into fucking than most guys.

His balls held more cum.

It made a nice change and solved the problem of where to find some prick on weekends.

Today was Saturday.

Mary was pondering the fucking of her ram.

And naughty Lulu May was just about to get balled by Old Blue …

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Old Blue looked forward to the weekends more, if anything, than did Lulu May.

There was a sheepdog bitch not far away who sometimes put out for Old Blue, but she was a shaggy sort of creature and, although he didn’t mind emptying his cock and balls into her, he didn’t really fancy her. There was an old hound bitch in the area as well, but she sometimes gave him a nasty nip when he got too rough.

Lulu May never nipped him.

Her smooth, hairless loins were the stuff of doggy wet dreams.

And, unlike bitches, she was always in heat.

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Lulu May came out of the farmhouse, wearing a pair of cut-off jeans that were molded around her pert ass like a coat of denim paint. She also wore a cotton workshirt with the tails tied up so that her midriff was bared. Ole Blue was in the yard, his muzzle resting on his forepaws, his fluffy tail twitching.

When he saw the girl he cocked an ear.

Lulu May winked at the dog.

The perceptive brute gave a little yelp of joy, realizing that it was time for his weekend treat. He bounded to his feet.

Lulu May strolled on towards a nearby fringe of trees that bordered the farmyard, and the dog trotted after her, trying to look nonchalant. The dog understood that it would not be a good idea for other humans to find out that he was putting the prick to Lulu May.

He didn’t think it was wrong, himself — not the sort of thing to bar him from doggy heaven, say, the way killing a sheep would do — but he had a pretty good idea that the girl’s mother and father might not take kindly to the idea that their little girl was getting pumped full of dog prick.

But it was not easy to act nonchalant when his big prick was already starting to swell with readiness.

Lulu May strolled on, her juicy ass swaying.

Her jeans had been cut so short that they were tucked up into a vee at her crotch and a few fluffy strands of cunt hair curled out from the taut leg holes. The crotchpiece was damp. Lulu May, wearin g those skin-tight, skimpy shorts was a provocative sight even for a dog, although she dressed more for human benefit. And she always liked to notice when her daddy stared hard at her crotch and a big lump began to grow in his pants.

She wondered if her daddy jacked off while he thought about her. She wondered if, sometimes when he fucked her mother, he might close his eyes and pretend that it was his daughter.

Lulu May had never fucked her daddy.

But all he would have had to do was suggest it.

The sheepdog was following close behind the girl, moving as if he were rounding up a stray sheep, his head low to the ground, his long tongue lolling out, his haunches raised and quivering.

His prick was semi-hard and the big reddish tip had started to push out from the hairy sheath. As he hunkered low to the ground, his cockhead plowed the earth.

His tail wagged, and he yelped with anticipation as Lulu May looked back over her shoulder and gave him an encouraging smile, along with a pronounced flip of her tight ass.

She moved through the fringe of trees and halted in a pleasant sunlit glade, overhung with leafy branches.

The eager dog circled around her.

Lulu May stretched, yawning as if with indifference, but a smile played over her full red lips and there was a glint in her dark flashing eyes. She had been thinking about getting a nice cuntful of sheepdog prick all morning and had gotten herself worked up.

She untied her shirttails, then slipped the shirt off.

Her naked tits were round and firm, the nipples jutting out in taut nuggets.

She unzipped her shorts and tugged them down.

Her pubic thicket was like a dark, wild forest and through that forest her open cunt ran like a sluggish jungle river.

She sat down in the grass.

Old Blue moved over to her, whimpering, his prick bouncing up and down under his shaggy belly.

Lulu May parted her legs and the dog buried his snout in her crotch and began to tongue her hot cunt. She purred, enjoying that long, moist rasping caress. Sometimes she liked to let the dog do that until she had an orgasm, but today she was more inclined to want her pussy stuffed full of prick. After a few moments of pleasant cunt lapping, she drew the dog’s head away.

She fondled his prick.

His cock was fully rampant now, a long hairy prickshaft capped by a flushed, flaring slab of polished cockmeat. Her hand skimmed up and down the prickshaft. She tickled the underside of his cock-knob, wanting to make the brute as big and hot and hard as possible before they went on with their fuck.

She touched the tip of her tongue against his cockhead, testing to see how hot his big prick was.

She lapped the tasty slab of cock for a few moments, enjoying, as she always did, the flavor of hot prick meat. The thought of letting the dog come in her mouth was attractive and she toyed with it for a few moments. She licked lightly on the tip of his cock. But once again she decided that her cunt needed cum more than her mouth did.

She turned over onto her hands and knees.

The dog yelped and shuffled about nervously. He was an obedient dog and was waiting for permission to mount her.

Lulu May wagged her ass as if she had a tail.

Old Blue hopped up, folding his forepaws around the handles of her hipbones and clinging to her haunches. She arched her back, tilting her ass up under his belly. His hot breath billowed onto her neck and he clung to her. His haunches humped, but his prick wasn’t in her pussy get.

The cock-knob rebounded from the back of her thigh and then skimmed up the slope of her uptilted ass. The prick was so hot she wondered if it would mark her like a branding iron. She lowered her head to the ground, leaving her ass at the highest point of her kneeling body. Her fat tits dragged on the earth.

She reached back between her thighs and took the sheepdog’s cock in her guiding hand.

His prick throbbed and pulsed, making her more eager than ever to feel his big cock fucking into her slimy writhing cunt.

She directed his cockhead into her pussy and began to run his prick up and down, not letting him penetrate get. She was using his cockknob like a spoon to stir her creamy cunt. She brushed the cockmeat across her trembling clit and shuddered.

Old Blue slobbered on her neck, whimpering with need, his haunches poised and trembling.

Lulu May slipped his cockhead into her pussy.

The moment the dog was correctly positioned, he took over. He humped, fucking the length of his long iron-hard prick up the girl’s cunt with the first long rippling stroke.

“Oh!” she gasped.

The dog held the full penetration for a long moment, savoring the joy of having every inch of his hot cockmeat buried in a slippery human pussy. Lulu May thrilled to the sensation of having her cunt brimful of thundering dog cock.

She squirmed her ass around, and her cunt began to drag and suck on the dog’s buried cock.

Old Blue drew out until only the head of his prick was still in her, paused, then fucked the whole huge cock in again, plunging balls deep up Lulu May’s steaming pussy.

He repeated the stroke and this time she met him with a thrust, pushing her cunt back as his prick fucked up her pussy hole, then twisting her hips around as he pulled out. She was adding the friction of twisting to the in-and-out contact. His cock almost hissed as he fucked into her cunt.

Faster and faster the dog fucked her.

His shaggy haunches became a blur as they darted back and forth, and his prick was like a lightning bolt. Cunt juice sprayed out of her pussy as his fat cock stuffed her cunt full. Lulu May had started a steady wailing as thrills rippled through her hot pussy, wave after wave coming higher and faster. Her ass was tilted up as the dog’s huge cock fucked in to the root, and her cunt sucked on his cock meat as he withdrew. The sheepdog’s shaggy belly whacked against the girl’s smooth, hairless ass, and his bloated balls swung in and out of her crotch like the clappers of a meaty bell.

Lulu May was starting to cream.

She tried to hold back, tried to wait for the dog. She wanted to feel his hot cum squirt up her pussy hole before she came. She knew there was not long to wait, for the horny brute was fucking his cock into her cunt with frenzied energy, his spine curving into an S shape as his cock fucked into her cunt.

His cock was swelling, spreading her pussy hole out around the expanding size.

His prick-knob seemed to be reaching halfway to her throat as he bored full length and balls deep into her cunt.

She felt his clinging grip tighten on her hips and heard the beast whine with frantic need. Lulu May twisted her ass wildly about, her pelvis churning and her belly pumping, her bones almost rattling under the furious canine assault.

Then the dog shot up her cunt.

Lulu May wailed with pure bliss when she felt that hot dose of canine cum squirt into her cunt.

Like a catalyst, the dog’s cum changed the chemistry of her cunt and her
own hot fuck juices gushed out to mingle with his. Waves of ecstasy shot through her loins, and her clit seemed to ignite. Ripples flowed up her trembling thighs and electric spasms passed across her belly. All the sensations crashed together deep inside her cunt, where the dog’s thundering prick was spilling its hot load.

Lulu May gurgled with the joy of climax.

She was having a multiple orgasm, going off like a machine gun, spasm upon spasm racking her loins. The dog, not to be outdone, was having a multiple ejaculation. Each time he fucked in, another creamy jet of jism hosed her pussy. He was pumping the stuff out in load after load, fluid rockets launched from his balls. Great creamy ribbons of cum and cuntjuice gushed from her pussy hole and flooded down her crotch. The stuff ran down her thighs and seeped back onto the dog’s balls. A damp patch spread out on the ground under them.

And still they fucked on.

With her cunt hole oiled by their mingled juices, the dog’s prick was fucking in faster than ever and squirting out more fuck lube with every lunge.

Then, at long last, he shot the final dose up the girl’s cunt, and his humping slowed and faltered. He clung to her ass, his prick still buried in her pussy as Lulu May squirmed around, working off the final sparks of her own coming on his emptied prick.

Finally she, too, stopped moving.

They remained joined for a few minutes, both of them panting from their frenzied fucking, his prick stuffed up her cunt like a plug into a socket, a peg into a hole. Although he had emptied his cock and balls to the very dregs, that big prick was not getting any smaller or softer. If anything, his cock seemed bigger and harder.

Lulu May crawled forward.

Instead of separating from the sheepdog’s plugged in prick, she simply dragged the dog along after her.

Her cunt was molded to the shape of his cock, glued there by the sticky juices of their coming.

The girl reached back between her thighs and got a grip on the dog’s emptied balls. Holding him firmly, she attempted to drag her cunt off his prick.

But to no avail.

They were well and truly stuck together!

This was a thing that Lulu May had often feared. She knew that when two dogs fucked they sometimes got stuck together afterwards. Now it had happened to her!

How long would they have to wait before the sheepdog’s prick finally softened and slipped out of her pussy?

She tried to remember how long it usually took when two dogs got stuck fast, but she couldn’t. Whenever that had happened, someone had come along and thrown a bucket of cold water over them. That always freed the animals.

But Lulu May didn’t want someone to come along and throw a bucket of cold water on her — to have someone find her there, with the dog stuck up her cunt, the fact that they had been fucking so obvious that she couldn’t even begin to deny it.

Lulu May began to get worried.

She began to squirm and writhe as she attempted, in vain, to pluck his prick from her pussy. No matter how hard she tugged, how much she pulled or pushed, that stout cock remained lodged up her cunt.

There was nothing to do but wait. But it turned out okay.

It was Mary who found them.

 

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