Holly was moaning. Wendy was so good at sucking pussy, and it felt so good after the destruction. Wendy pulled down the cups of the bra and massaged the tits while sucking and swallowing her sweet juice. It was already coming strong.

"Oh, it's so close."

"Give it to me, baby; you know I want it."

There was a nice gush of juice, and Wendy got most of it in her mouth. The rest got her face wet. She stood up and unbuckled the belt. It had a huge belt buckle she won for calf roping, pushed down the jeans and panties.

"Can I take the rest of the day off to care for my mother?"

"Sure, when I'm done enjoying your pussy."

They kissed. Wendy loved her full lips. She massaged the tits while humping her pussy. Their clits were hitting, and they were both moaning. There was the smell of wet pussy, and Wendy hit it harder. There was something special about pussy hitting pussy and clit hitting clit. She humped her until both were having an orgasm.

"I forgot to bring in the signs," Holly said as Wendy cleaned off her thighs with her tongue and lips. Holly had excellent handwriting and made-up signs to put up around town advertising Wendy's business.

"I'll get them and check up on Gerald while you are gone."

"I'm sure he can fend for himself for a couple of days."

He was the kind of man who expected the woman to do everything. Holly never complained because he knew how to take care of her pussy. She fixed her clothes and gave Wendy a spare key to the house. They kissed, and Holly left to pick up her suitcase and drive the sixty miles to her mother's house.

In a few hours, Wendy was already missing her. When there weren't any customers or taking care of the stock, they spent the rest of the time enjoying each other. Besides Western clothes, Wendy sold saddles, blankets, bridles, and reins. A couple of men came in and bought leather conditioner getting their saddles cleaned up and polished for the parade on Saturday.

Wendy closed the store, and missing Holly took a horsewhip off the shelf. She went into her office, removed the jeans, got on the desk, spread her legs, and hit the pussy. At first, she thought about Holly, her big tits, the sweet cunt, but then thought about Gerald wondering what it would feel like to have the pussy destroyed. She preferred women, and it had been a couple of years since she felt a cock. After the pussy squirted juice, she cleaned off the whip with her tongue, not wanting to waste any juice.

On Wednesday, she got a text from Holly that she would be driving back Friday morning so she could work on Saturday for the start of the festival. Wendy went over to her house to pick up the signs. She wasn't planning on doing anything with Gerald even though they weren't married and just living together, which made him fair game. He pulled up in his pickup just as she got the signs in the trunk. Gerald had just finished his shift at the silver mine. He was in maintenance, making sure the equipment and vehicles kept running. He got out. She thought he was so unattractive. He had hairy arms and hadn't shaved in a couple of days. She was curious if he was a good fuck.

"I'm just picking up the signs Holly made and to see if you're lonely."

He looked her over. "Your too skinny; I don't think you can handle it."

Wendy was six feet with boots on and weighed only a hundred pounds.

"There is only one way to find out."

"Come on in."

They went into the kitchen. Wendy unbuckled the belt, pushed down the jeans, and bent over the kitchen table. As he unsnapped the coveralls and pushed them down, she looked back and almost laughed. She couldn't even see the cock with all the hair, but it wasn't hard yet. He slapped her ass a couple of times, which got him hard. He grabbed onto her hips. Wendy could smell the diesel smoke and grease on him. She screamed as the cock rippled open her pussy. It was only six inches, but the head was huge and thick. It was like a jackhammer hitting the walls of her pussy. She was moving from the powerful thrust, and he kept pounding it. She had no idea a man could last this long. Her head was on the table as the assault continued.

"Nice, tight cunt. It should be fucked for days."

Every thrust was a new orgasm. He grabbed her hair and pulled her up, putting his big hands under the shirt.

"Wow, what little tits."

Wendy never wore a bra. He twisted the nipples while continuing to thrust. She knew now why Holly called him a beast. He was treating her like a wild animal fucking her with unbridled lust. For the first time, she had one continuous orgasm, and she never wanted the cock to stop hitting her pussy, and he just kept thrusting. It seemed like hours before he asked, "Can you take my cum?"

"No."

She wasn't on the pill because it was so rare to get any cock.

"Then you will have to take it the ass."

He pushed her down onto the table, pulled it out, and slammed it into her ass. She screamed again as the cock ripped open her hole. She was still having an orgasm when the cum flooded her ass. He was breathing hard, working the cock around in the ass, and Wendy had never felt anything so wonderful. He pulled the cock out.

"There will be more later if you want to stay and make me supper."

"Yes."

As he took a shower, she found enough to make a salad for herself and fried up some potatoes and hamburgers for him. When she finished the salad, he said, "Go into the bedroom and get ready."

At the end of the bed were metal stirrups. She got undressed and put her legs in them. He came in naked, and she thought he looked like a troll covered in hair. She prepared herself but still screamed when the cock slammed into her pussy. Again, there was no mercy, the cock assaulting the pussy, the big head hitting the walls of her womb, making her have one orgasm after another. He was getting tired, and it didn't last as long, but she didn't mind letting him fill her ass up with more cum.