"TEXAS TERROR"

by

Scott Wolf

PREFACE

My job as a bond enforcement agent takes me away from home for days and sometimes weeks at a time. The money is good, but the hours and the risks involved make it seem like I earn every dime. I believe my frequent absence, and the stress of not knowing if I would come home, drove my wife to her desperate acts. Which in turn, set in motion events that have changed our lives forever.

It was on my return from one of these trips that our routine lives were shattered. Secrets were discovered and others created. Secrets that I have kept for years. I share them now with hope of preventing others from making my mistakes.

Most people will not believe. I can only tell the story.

BIG D

My wife Lori and I had owned a ranch in Texas for five years when she asked if she could keep a colt from our spring crop to raise and train for herself. She said it would keep her in shape. I didn't think she needed any help with that, she looked great. Her natural red hair cascades in flowing curls over her tanned shoulders. Her tits seem to defy gravity. Her perfectly hairless ass tops a pair of long legs that have held me in their loving embrace more often than I can count.

These things attracted me to her, but it is her mind that keeps me coming home. There are pretty women everywhere, but one with inventiveness, natural curiosity, and can find joy in everyday life are rare.

Lori was true to her word. Everyday for a year she was there to care for, love, and train the colt. She named him "Big D", D for short. I'm convinced that D felt this love and returned it with gentleness and genuine love for her. I was glad she had someone to talk to, even if he was a horse. Isolated ranches can be lonely sometimes.

One evening, I returned home from a relatively successful trip. I was glad to be back somewhere nobody wanted to kill me for returning them to jail. I had been cut just above my belt on my left side during the arrest. It had only required eight stitches to close. I was lucky the guy had only produced a switchblade and not a 9 mm. But, even though he had marked me for life, I was in much better shape than the bastard who cut me.

I parked my truck in the garage and patted my second love as I passed her on my way into the house. My 1100cc Yamaha, Virago. I intended to spend some time with her after I had rested and healed. I walked into the den, dropping my bag of gear next to the door, and called to Lori that I was home.

Dryfuss, our Great Dane, was glad to see me, but Lori was not in the house. She was normally eager to see me after a long trip. I decided she was probably at the barn tending to evening chores. I left Dryfuss whining inside the patio door to prevent a stampede and went to check the stables. As I approached the barn, I heard Lori's soothing voice as she spoke to D.

My first glimpse of her was one to remember. She was wearing a cut off T-shirt that struck her just below her ample tits. The bottom of those soft orbs peeked from underneath the thin cotton material when she reached up to wash D's neck. The shirt itself was doing very little to hide her. It was soaked and clinging to her like a second skin. Her nipples were erect and plainly outlined in the thin material. The water ran from her shirt down a firm abdomen and into her cut-off jeans. They were so short, she had lost the use of the back pockets and there wasn't much more than a seam that ran through hairless paradise to the zipper. I stopped and quietly admired the work she had done staying in shape.

Lori had bathed D and was rinsing him. She continued when she approached his sheath with no uncertainty. D showed her how much he loved her, by dangling his cock for her to rinse. She rinsed and stroked it off a couple of times. I then witnessed what, to this day, still gives me a hard-on.

Lori dropped the hose and began stroking D's cock as if he were her lover. I knew he was, as soon as she began licking the end of his thickening cock. Only moments later, she deep throated a good portion of his meat.

She stripped off the T-shirt and stepped out of the shorts to kneel beside him, naked and beautiful. She continued sucking and stroking his impressive member with one hand, while using the other to finger fuck her pussy. She was working her slit over hard, stretching her opening, making her pussy wet and pliant.

She stood, bending over at the waist, to put her ass within reach of D's fat cock. She began rubbing the slippery head of his shaft over the expanded opening of her hairless slit. Her effort, combined with his desire to breed, created a lubricated hole large enough that even he could enter.

I remained silent and watched. I had heard of women fucking horses, but I had never seen it, until now. It was exciting to watch a beautiful woman wanting to be crammed with so much cock.

Lori continued to gasp soothing words as she tried to accept him. She continued rubbing the head of his stiff cock over her stretched opening until the head slipped in. She moaned her satisfaction as he penetrated her from behind.

She worked more of him into her slit as she backed onto him, greedy for more of his sweet meat. She took a handful of him in and out, lubricating more of his shaft, as she became accustomed to his thickness. She cooed and patted him to keep him calm and steady. She was really hot and enjoying the fat five inches that was rubbing over her clit as she slid over him.

It was D that decided she needed more. He pushed just as she moved onto him and buried eight inches of thick meat, deep in her shaking body.

Lori gasp as he filled her as no man could. She took him deep into the warm, soft folds that all males seek. Her moans became louder as she stroked the full eight inches into her body even faster. She was full of her lover's cock as they fucked to their first orgasm. She spread her legs and pushed against him wanting even more of him.

D pushed back trying to fully bury his massive hard-on. Lori was impaled on ten inches of throbbing horse cock. Her stomach swelled each time he drove into her, pushing against her womb. She cried out as her growing orgasm caused her body to spasm and her cunt to tighten around his probing member, giving him even more pleasure.

D thrust into her over and over, burying his cock in his loving mistress. She moved over him until he came, emptying his massive balls deep in her trembling body. She couldn't contain the gushing jets of cum that flowed into her. It was forced out between her tight grasping cunt and his huge cock. The hot cream covered her slit and ran down both of her thighs.

Lori shook as her orgasm continued to wash over her, racking her body with uncontrollable spasms. She gasped for breath as she labored to reach her climactic peek, and then moan in relief as she plateaued, and then slowly begin her downward trek back to reality.

Lori regained her self control as her orgasm slowly faded. Her stroking became more gentle and I could hear the wet sounds of their fucking. She was exhausted and sweating heavily. She had fucked her animal lover, completely satisfying them both.

D pulled the swollen end of his cock from her beautiful body allowing more cum to run down her legs. She turned, kneeling beside him and milked him of every drop of his seed. Only when his cock was clean and returned to it's sheath was she finished with him.

It was then that she turned directly to me, and spoke," I'm glad you're home."