Bob Wallace
Two sisters and a horse
CHAPTER ONE
The bedroom was filled with sunlight. In the small bed, Pam Eldridge slept fretfully, twisting and whimpering under the sheet. The pillow was crunched up beneath her head. She grabbed it and squeezed it in her arms, kissing it frantically in her sleep. A gasp, and she opened her eyes. Another night of dreams – dreams of sex, dreams of cocks stabbing at her, soaking her in white thick gooey cum. Her forehead was beaded with perspiration.
She kicked the covers off her lithe naked body and stared up at the ceiling. Her entire body was quivering as her small trembling hands skimmed over her creamy flesh, kneading the soft plump meat of her sensitive tits.
"Oooo, shit," she sighed, her nipples hardening under her frantic fingers. "Ooooo, Christ, I'm hot again."
Squirming her soft heart shaped ass into the mattress, she moaned. Her hot exciting dreams were driving her crazy. She had to do some thing about them. Her fingers, tired of tittie flesh, explored her sizzling virgin body. She tormented herself, caressing and kneading her slim hips, soft tummy, and moist sticky inner thighs.
Hips rocking, she refused to touch the object of her passion – her sopping wet virgin pussy. She knew it was soaked. It was soaked every morning when she woke up.
Unable to take the torture any longer, Pam lightly brushed the tips of her fingers over the swollen lips of her cunt. Warm, sticky pussy-cream seared her fingertips. She moaned, her hips jerking, her small tits jiggling erotically.
She closed her eyes, spread her legs wide and pulled up her feet until they were flat on the bed, knees pointing to the ceiling. "Hump me, fucker," she cried out, pretending she was being fucked. "Gimme… Gimme… gimme!"
She lunged up and twisted, her eyes opening, dilated, glassy with the passion that was surging through her young, turned-on body.
She screamed and rolled over onto her belly. Tormenting herself, she rubbed her clit into the sheet, creaming as hot flashes shot through her lithe, naked body. Her sounds of pleasure were muffled as she kept her face buried in the pillow. Her blonde hair was splayed out over her bare shoulders and back.
Legs kicking, ass jiggling, arms outstretched, the young virgin went insane. She wriggled her hips as the insides of her pussy pulsated against an unused channel. Oozing froth seeped out, staining the sheets. She ground her belly into the bed, her clit exposed, gorged with blood, scratching into the material.