After she’d guzzled nearly a half-pint of the horse’s fucklube, Carol pulled her mouth away from the juicy horsecock she was nursing on, and twisted her head around to look at Emily.
“Emily,” she gasped, ” I know I deserve to be punished for being such a perverted whore, but my ass-cheeks are really starting to ache!”
“You deserve a whole lot worse than this, ho,” replied Emily. She didn’t stop spanking Carol’s ass while she spoke, but then she paused for a moment. Carol’s eyes widened when she saw Emily reach over to the wall of the stable and take down a rake that was hanging there. “I’ll stop beating your slut ass when you stuff that whole nasty cockhead in your mouth.” As she spoke, she wound up with the rake like she was a baseball batter, then brought it down hard against Carol’s ass. Carol yelped as the sharp metal tines bit into her ass-cheeks. They were too flexible to break the skin, but the thin, sharp-edged strips were extremely painful, and Emily was already lifting the rake to take another swing.
When she brought the rake back down as hard as she could, it made a loud thwacking noise as is impacted Carol’s buttmeat. Carol frantically started trying to wedge the smelly horsecock into her mouth. Even with her oversized oral cocksocket of a mouth, she couldn’t imagine how she could take in the six-inch diameter flare of that cockhead. But once Emily had struck her ass a dozen times with the rake while she tried to lever her mouth open wide enough, she knew she’d have to find a way. To make matters worse, after every few strokes, Emily would drag the tines of the rake along Carol’s ass and her spread-open holes, letting the pointed tips irritate and abrade the tender membranes of her cunt and anus. Despite the pain, Carol came close to orgasming every time she did this; her cunt was a dripping mess, and a pool of her juices was forming on the floor between her legs.
Finally, after 40 or 50 hard swats of the rake, by angling one edge of the cockhead into her mouth and using it as a lever to stretch her lip and cheek out on that side, Carol was able to cram the fist-sized organ into her oral orifice. Her mouth-hole was stretched so wide that her lips were white at the edges, and her oral cavity was completely packed. Her cheeks bulged, puffed out to their limit; Emily could actually see the shape of the cockhead through the taut skin.
As promised, Emily stopped brutalizing her tenderized ass with the rake, but she wasn’t done mistreating the black slut yet. She immediately turned the rake around and started prodding at Carol’s twitching asshole with the fat two-inch wide wooden handle. Carol tried to protest as the rough handle wormed its way into her colon, forcing her innards to straighten out around its unyielding width and causing her extreme discomfort, but her cock-stuffed mouth was able to produce only a few muffled groans. Unfortunately for Carol, the vibrations against the cockhead stimulated the horse, and it responded by taking a step forward. The spongy cockhead, already occupying all available room in her mouth, compressed against the entrance to her throat, exerting tremendous pressure on the windpipe. Her muffled protests at Emily’s abuse of her asspipe were suddenly replace by loud choking and gagging noises.
Emily just laughed at the guttural snorting noises coming from Carol’s throat. “You sound like a real cockpig, Carol,” she said. “You really want that horsecock down your throat, don’t you?” Carol wanted no such thing, but pinned between two uncomfortable penetrations, there wasn’t much she could do about it.
Things only got worse for her when Emily started swiveling the rake handle, which was buried nearly a foot deep in Carol’s rectum, around in a wide circle, forcing her straightened-out length of asstube to rotate with it and putting painful pressure on a new part of her protesting sphincter at every angle.
What was more, the compressed cockhead was, millimeter by millimeter, finding its way into her esophagus, and it was getting hard for even a super-experienced cocksucker like Carol to breathe. She could feel the constant stream of precum still being manufactured by the giant balls and drooling out of the pisshole, now directly into her throat, where is collected in a greasy pool before sliding towards her stomach. Carol’s head was swimming with lust at the idea of being throatfucked by a horsecock that was fatter than her arm, with a head bigger than her fist, when Emily, having cored out Carol’s shitchute to her satisfaction, let go of the rake.
The tool’s rapid descent forced her rectum into yet another unnatural angle, as the rake was falling to a position pointing straight backwards from her, while her upturned ass had her asshole facing the ceiling; when the rake came to rest, her innards were forced to take a hard turn a foot inside her. When her intestines had reached that point of maximum distortion, the rake came to a sudden stop, the butt-end impacting hard against an already overstressed spot a foot deep in her ravaged craptunnel. An explosion of pain originated in her shitbasin and rippled through her body, and Carol tried to scream around the lump of horsemeat infiltrating her throat.
Unfortunately, trying to scream just made things worse for poor Carol, as it opened up her throat a tiny but vital bit more. The horse’s cockhead finally popped completely into her throat. Carol made a gurgling noise as her gullet was distended by the fist-sized intruder. Six inches of horsecock was now buried in her mouth and throat; Emily could clearly see the bulge of the flared cockhead through Carol’s necktube. The well-trained horse stopped there, letting Carol’s constantly spasming throat involuntarily jerk off his engorged cockstalk.
Of course, Carol’s windpipe was now completely blocked, and she started trying to rock backwards to extract the obscene obstruction and get a breath. Emily had other plans, though. She knew that, although most women would have been traumitized by Carol’s experience so far, Carol was so slutty and perverted that the stream of abuse had raised her horniness to a fever pitch.
Emily reached between Carol’s legs, running her fingers over the black woman’s swollen, swampy cunt, and deftly found her big clit. She pinched it between two fingers and gave it a sharp twist, sending Carol into an enormous, immobilizing orgasm. The rake, still protruding from between her huge asscheeks, bobbed up and down as her sphincter clamped down on the rough wooden handle again and again. The inner meat of her spread cunt protruded obscenely from her cockhatch with each spasm, making a nasty slurping noise each time, while Emily continued to maul Carol’s clit, giving it hard tugs away from her body in time with Carol’s spasms of fuckpleasure. The thought of how whorish it was to have a intense orgasm with a horsecock buried in her throat just made Carol come harder.
After nearly a minute of hard, wrenching convulsions, Carol’s twitching subsided. Emily knew she must be getting low on air, but Carol seemed too exhausted to move on her own. To motivate her to back off of the throat-clogging horsemeat, Emily tightened her grip on Carol’s throbbing clit and pulled it hard towards her, stretching the sensitive bud to a length of nearly an inch.
Carol squealed and began trying to rock back towards Emily. It was slow going; the flared cockhead six inches deep in her facehole had compressed into a cone to penetrate her throat, and reversing direction meant pulling the mushroom cap of he cock past the thickest part to reverse the way the cone was pointing. As a result, Carol had to violate her throat with its full diameter for a moment. Emily was amazed to see a place in her throat suddenly expand with what looked like an impossible swelling for a second, and Carol thought her throat might burst from the pressure.
But it was worth it to alleviate the pain in her stretched-out clit. Carol made slow progress backwards, dragging her huge black tits and swollen, inch-long nipples along the rough wooden floor as she went. Once the cockhead popped out of Carol’s throat, forcing her cheeks to once again hug the bloated head, Emily stopped pulling on Carol’s clit and took hold of the rake handle sticking out of her asshole. As soon as Carol had snorted in some oxygen through her nose, Emily pushed the rake forward, putting a steady, painful pressure on the tender tissues inside Carol’s rectum.
Carol whimpered and rocked forward again, willing to re-impale her throat if it meant getting away from the pole that was causing a dull throbbing deep in her bowels. Emily kept using the rake in her ass to shove Carol forward as the cockhead popped back into her throat, prodding Carol ahead until she had taken a little more cock down her throat than before. Without pausing, she pulled the rake halfway out of Carol’s ass, and started yanking back on her clit again. This time, in order to move backwards, Carol had to fuck her own asshole onto the wooden pole. When she could breathe through her nose again, and had taken as much of the rake handle as she could force herself to, Emily once again used it to torture Carol’s bowels and push her forward onto the facefucking horsecock.
Once Emily was satisfied with the depth to which Carol had swallowed the horse’s beastcock, she repeated the whole cycle again. And again. And again. Over and over, the horny black mother was forced to rock back and forth, dragging her massive tits along the ground, in order to alternately impale her throat and asshole. Emily was really working her hard, too, forcing her to take the horsecock deeper and deeper down her throat, and keeping her moving quickly; when Carol wasn’t moving fast enough, she’d shout “Faster, bitch!” and emphasize her order with an extra-hard tug on Carol’s clit or jab against her bowels.
After nearly ten minutes of this action, during which Carol had raped her own cunt and ass about 50 times each and come twice from the rough handling of her clit, Emily let her rest for a moment. If she hadn’t just gone through ten minutes of a vigorous clit-yanking, ass-prodding, throat-fucking workout, Carol might not have thought that it was possible to “rest” with ten inches of horsecock disappearing into her face, producing a bulge just above her collarbone, but she was grateful for the respite, even though she was actually loving the whole thing.
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