Archive-name: Bestial/hotram2.f
Archive-author: Harry Balls
Archive-title: Mary had a Hot Ram - Chapter 2


   Mary's first feeling was relief. It would have been mortifying to
have a human see what she had been doing, but the ram was only a dumb
animal.
   Yet she still felt embarrassed.  Animal or not, he was giving her
a very strange sort of look.  Did a ram know about handjobs?  They
certainly weren't equipped for such things, not with those cloven
hooves.  But did they understand how talanted a hand with an opposing
thumb was?  Did Rocky realize Mary was doing something sexual?
   The girl still felt embarrassed.  And she still felt horny, too. 
She had been just about to come when she  had been interrupted.  With her
orgasm stopped at the last moment, her cunt was steaming and her clit
was throbbing with a terrible immediacy.
   She wished that the ram would wander off so that she could finish
her handjob.
   She just could'nt bring herself to continue while those golden eyes
were fixed upon her.
   Then Rocky stepped out of the bushes and slowly advanced towards
the frustrated girl, a speculative look in his elliptical eyes.  He was
stepping lightly, almost gingerly, placing his cloven hooves with care.
   Mary noticed that his prick was semi-hard.
   She supposed that the ram was out looking for a plump sheep to fuck. 
Why else would his cock be getting hard?  Surely it could have nothing
to do with her.
   Rocky moved up and stopped just in front of her, dipping his big
horned head down and pawing the earth.  Mary began to stroke his
hairy neck.  She could feel the pulse beat there, drumming steadily. 
His whole body seemed vibrant, and the girl could not help but gaze
under his belly and look at his cock.
   She saw that his dark-grey balls were like inflated balloons, full of
sap.  His prick stuck out in a great loop, not really rampant yet but
coiling from his loins, the knob starting to squeeze out from the
woolly sheath.  His cockhead was dark, almost black, a startling
contrast to his fleecy white coat and woolly stalk.  His cock was a
lot bigger than a human prick, she calculated, for although she had
never had anything to do with a human prick she did'nt think that a
cock that big would fit in a pair of trousers.
   She stroked the ram's hairy flank.
   His cock quivered, hardening more.
   Mary had an unholy urge to touch the ram's prick.
   She wanted to find out what a cock felt like.
   But she struggled against the urge, knowing that touching a prick
was a very naughty thing to do.  The ram stepped sideways, his
hind-quarters turning as if he realized what she was thinking and
was presenting his prick to her.
   Mary shook her head, shuddering.
   No!  I won't touch him there! she thought.
   She closed her eyes to lessen the temptation, for his prick was a
sightly slab of cockmeat.
   She felt the ram's breath billow over her bare tits, then waft over
her thighs.
   Although her dress was still hiked up above her waist, she had
closed her legs.  But, as she felt the ram's breath bathe her loins,
her thighs trembled and very slowly parted.  It could'nt be really
naughty just to let the brute breathe on her, she thought.  Just
to see what hot breath felt like on hot cunt, just out of curiosity---
harmless curiosity.
   That breath billowed into her groin.
   Then the ram thrust his muzzle in and began to nibble very lightly at
her pussy.
   Mary gasped.
   She started to push his head away, then stopped because that
gentle nibbling felt awfully good!  It was amazing how soft the beast's
lips were as they pulled so tenderly on her overheated flesh.  She felt
her cuntlips ripple and spread.  Her clit sparked.  The ram's soft tongue
began to slurp right up her wet pussy.
   Mary realized suddenly that she would be able to have an orgasm if
she let the ram keep nuzzling her. 
   She knew she ought to stop him.
   But she had been longing for the feeling of a tongue on her pussy,
and that long, hot, soft tongue felt absolutely wonderful.  She did'nt
have the heart to stop the beast as he licked her pussy.  She opened her
eyes, staring down, watching his tongue lave her creamy cunt.  She
wailed, dizzy with lust.  She folded one hand in his long flowing beard
and wrapped the other fist around one of his heavy curved horns, as if
to hold him in place.  But Rocky did not need to be held there--- he was
savoring the taste of human cunt, just starting to get the idea that a
human female had the same sort of cunt that a sheep had.  He was
wondering if that pussy could be used for the same purpose.
   "Oh---oh---oh!"   Mary gasped.
   The thrill was racing through her cunt again.  She clung to his horns
and beard and her hips began to pump.  Her belly heaved and her
juicy ass churned about on the log as she worked her cunt around on the
ram's snout.  Ribbons of cuntjuice poured down her crotch.  The ram
lapped the sweet fuck juice up.  Trickles seeped down into the taut
crack of her ass and the ram's tongue slid up, gathering the
cuntjuice from her ass and then sweeping on up her crotch and over
her clit.
   Mary arched her back.
   Her bonnet fell off.
   Her knees rose up and she clamped her smooth thighs around the ram's
mighty shoulders as she ground her crotch around in his face and on his
sweeping tongue.
   She was doing a wicked thing, a sinful thing.  But the thrill was
all the greater because of that!
   Then the thrill was as great as it could get.
   Long lateral waves of lust passed across her belly and met the
electric current that sped up her thighs, the separate spasms meeting
in a surging storm in her cunt.
   Mary was coming.
   The thrills came faster and higher, running through her in such
rapid sequence that soon they were merging together.  One prolonged
height of bliss seemed to racked her cunt.
   Her cuntjuice gushed out in a deluge.
   Rocky lapped the fuck juice up with relish.
   At long last her orgasm ended. 
She stopped thrashing about.  Her pussy still tingled in the aftermath
of her climax.  The ram continued to lap and nibble at her cunt as if to
make sure that he had worked off every spasm and lapped up every drop
of fuck juice.
   Then he raised his head and gazed at the young girl with a curious
expression.
   Mary was blushing furiously.  Even though he was only a dumb
animal who probably did'nt even know what he had just done, she could not
help but be embarrassed at having allowed a ram to tongue her cunt to
climax.
   Yet it had been wonderful and, even as she blushed with the shame
of it, she was wondring if the ram had enjoyed licking her pussy enough
to want to tongue her cunt again.  Lots of times.
   He had certainly seemed to relish her pussy.
   Now she noticed that his huge prick was completely erect, the dark
knob throbbing and flaring and the woolly white shaft so taut that his
whole cock was almost humming like a tuning fork.
   Obviously the ram had gotten horny while he had lapped her cunt.
   The poor brute was feeling frustrated now.
   Mary knew what frustration was.
   And Mary was always kind to animals.
   It was only natural that the innocent young girl should think
about jerking the ram off to relieve him, milking his fat prick out of
gratitude and kindness.
   It was an act of charity, nothing else.
   But she had to admit that the idea thrilled her.

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...(CONTINUED in Chapter Three)...
