What happens in the country, stays in the country.

Christmas

After the extreme week I had with the supernatural beings, I expected to be exhausted and sore, but I’m not. I have never been more s*x-crazed and I jump every man, woman and animal I come across. It’s December and it has just started snowing. Every year, a whole lot of semi trucks come to our little town, but the kids my age have all been to scared to tell them our secret rules. But not me. I need myself a big, bad trucker. Preferably someone older with a huge member and a will to fill my tiny kitten.

I stand in front of my mirror in a short red and white skirt, a matching top and a Santa hat. I decided not to wear any underwear or a bra, and I feel myself getting wetter thinking about my plans for today. Lost in my own thoughts, I gasp as Pluto walks over to me and start smelling between my legs. I smile and lay down on my back, giving him access to my weeping cunt. His rough tongue start rapidly lapping at me until I start to quiver, and then I turn around, allowing him to slide inside me. I moan and arch my back, swallowing him deeper into my body.

We do at it for almost an hour before he growls and finish, and I walk into the shower to clean up. Once done, I’m once again wet, and I put the skirt, top and hat back on before choosing a pair of red, high boots. I skip down the stairs, leave a message for Charlie and run for the trucker’s motel. I take a deep breath outside before grabbing the handle, push the door open and step inside. I feel my juices trickle down my legs. 10 big, grumpy truckers eat breakfast and indulge in a few conversations. The sounds all stop when they lay eyes on me, and my throat dries out completely. The lust in their eyes make all the water in my body land between my legs. I feel my legs slowly turning to jelly, and I take first steps towards the first table where three large, tattooed men sit. All with beards and grey hair. I slide effortlessly into the lap of the first man, grinding my wet p***y on his jean clad thigh. I lean into his ear, making my t**s press against his shirt. “Please daddy. f**k me” I whisper to him, and see how his eyes grows darker. I gulp and grow even wetter than I thought possible. “How old are you doll?” He asks as one hand slide between my legs to pinch my throbbing clit. “Almost 16” I gasp, and he stops. His face is pained with lust and confusion. “Doll. It’s illegal for me to have s*x with a minor” he says, not removing his hands from between my legs. I raise my voice and moan as a finger slip inside me. “Not in this town, daddy. I was legally able to sleep with whomever I want from the day I turned 15” I say and start riding his hand. His eyes shoot to the man behind the counter for confirmation, and he nods. The trucker grab my ass and lifts me over his shoulder, making my short skirt ride up and expose my shaved snatch to every man in the room, making them all groan in response. “I’m Bill, by the way” the trucker says as he carries me outside, making the cold, harsh wind blow past my ass. I shudder at the cold and drip even more. “Please, daddy. Take me like I deserve” I say loud, almost having to shout over the wind. Bill walks faster towards the stairs on the outside of the run down motel. He climb them with ease, open the last door on the left and carry me inside. He toss me down on the floor and remove my flimsy clothes. I move to remove my boots, but he stops me. “Leave them on. Their hot. And you need something to walk on after” he states matter-of factly and dive between my legs, eating me out so well he has me creaming on his tongue. I cry out in surprise as he flattens his tongue, flicking it fast back and forth over my engorged clit. I c*m faster then I have ever before, and a lot of white c*m trickle down to my ass, making it look like someone poured whipped cream down there. I moan as he chuckle, lapping up the creamy substance and stand up. My hooded eyes follow his movements as he remove his clothes. His bulky arms look even bigger without his shirt, and with his jeans gone, I can see the outline of his monster in his grey boxers. Saliva pool in my mouth as he pull them down, making his monster of a c**k spring free. He’s hung as a horse, his balls are huge and heavy and I can clearly see the veins going down the member. “Holy crap.. I would say it’s never going to fit, but I have had s*x with horses” I say, feeling myself growing even wetter in anticipation for his member inside me. His eyebrow c**k. “Really? I have to see that” he says before laying down between my legs, lining his c**k with my entrance and slamming in, making me scream as he stretch me wide. It still hurts, but that was before I noticed the c**k ring with the vibrator that he suddenly turned on, making it vibrate directly on my clit. “Oh god” I gasp as the he starts moving. My hand automatically fly down and grab the ring, keeping it close to me. His hand move under the ring to press a button, and I moan as it vibrates faster. His c**k slam hard and fast inside me, hitting my g-spot every time. I scream in pleasure as my eyes roll back and my toes curl. My back arch, giving him more access and I c*m. My screams can surely be heard all over the hotel. He pump inside me a few more times before slamming all the way in, making the c**k ring lay on my clit, and he pour his big load inside me. My eyes roll back again and my body twitch as he turn the vibration even higher as the last of his seamen coat my inner walls. I moan when he pulls out, leaving the ring, and when I c*m again, he removes it and turn it of. “I want to see you with the biggest horse in this place. And I want you to suck my c**k when you do” Bill says, and I just nod, to horny to complain.

Bull borrows a car to drive us to the stables, I find the stable boy and tell him my request. I remove my clothes and boots, lay on the old bench and make sure the camera is in the correct position. Bill stands next to my face, waiting for the mare to come forward. When she is in position, we wait for the stallion. The large Shire walks towards us with large steps, and soon the bench is tilted a bit down, giving him better access. “I want him raw” I say, knowing the stable hands know what I mean. I hear a clank as the tube is removed, and I feel a slight vibration on my clit to make me wetter for him. The stallion suddenly jump on his back legs, placing the front legs on either side of my face. His large c**k is placed at my entrance, and I moan when he starts pushing in, slow at first, and then slamming all the way inside, making me take all 16 inches. My hips starts moving automatically, meeting his thrusts, and my mouth open, showing Bill I want him in my mouth. Without a single word, he pulls down his pants and boxers and shove his large c**k down my throat, making me full from both ends. He thrusts his hips simultaneously as the Shire, making me cry out over his member as I have orgasm after orgasm. Someone release my legs from their confinement, and I start thrusting my hips harder, making his balls smack hard against my ass with each thrust. Muffled screams of pleasure can be heard all over the stable as I have my most powerful orgasm ever. I squirt all over the floor, creaming down my thighs and I pass out. I come to a bit later, still being pounded as hard as the Shire can, and I have another mind blowing orgasm. I feel the violent throbbing of the horse, and know he’s about to c*m. Rope after rope of seething hot sperm wash my insides, making me c*m again. I feel the soft throbbing of Bill’s c**k too, and he shoots his load down my waiting throat. I drink it all, and when the shire pulls out of my wide open, abused, red p***y, I pass out again with a contempt smile on my face.