..." Sharon looked wide-eyed at her aunt. "You mean horny?" she asked, grinning. "Exactly. It can be--embarrassing." "Like when a guy gets a hard-on in the movies, huh?" said the little minx. Pearl was surprised and delighted at how bold the teenager was. Not at all modest and Aunt pearl was starting to see a whole lot of possibilities for the weekend. "When, as you say, a guy gets a hard-on on a date--and you don't intend to let him screw you--I suppose that sometimes you might give him a hand-job, right?" Sharon blushed, but nodded. "Well, it's the same with a stallion." Sharon looked intrigued and not at all shocked. "Usually, when I'm going to ride Ebony, I jerk him off before hand." Aunt Pearl continued. "That way, his big balls are empty and he doesn't embarrass me by getting a stiff prick while I'm on him." "Oh, wow!" Sharon gasped, showing surprise for the first time. The stallion snorted and pawed at the ground. Aunt Pearl's pussy had been simmering a bit and now Sharon's cunt began to heat up and the animal was pleasantly disturbed. His enormous prick was hanging down in a hunk of thick, black meat. Now it began to twitch and rise. "See what I mean?" Pearl giggled. Sharon looked at the stallion's cock. The long rod was lifting towards the horizontal, like a thick lever. As she stared at that impressive erection-in-progress, his leathery sheath drew back and the glossy tip of his jet-black cockhead came sliding out. "What a whopper!" Sharon cried. "I'm afraid that one of us will have to jerk him off now, anyhow," said Aunt Pearl. "He gets very rambunctious when he has a hard-on. He might kick his stall down. I-I don't enjoy jacking him off, you understand. It's just a thing that needs to be done!" "Gee, it looks like fun, to me," Sharon blurted out, then she giggled, making it sound like a joke. Both pussies were steaming fragrantly by this time, and the horses cock was rock hard and throbbing. His haunches bunched with muscle and he jammed his prick out. His swollen balls rolled out like oranges. "If I frig him, can I ride him?" Sharon asked. In fact, at the moment, she was much more interested in the frigging, whether she rode the brute or not. Aunt Pearl had been about to offer to empty the stallions balls, herself. |