Chapter 196: Horse Riding With Kerry 2

Kerry’s breath hitched as I pulled her back against me, my arms wrapping around her waist, my fingers sliding up to cup her breasts.

The horse’s gait sent subtle jolts through her body, making her ass press against my cock with every step, the friction sending sparks through both of us.

She let out a soft, needy moan as I squeezed her tits, my fingers kneading the soft flesh, my thumbs brushing over her hardening nipples.

"Aaaah..." Her voice was a breathless whisper, her body arching slightly as I pressed her breasts together, my cock grinding against her ass, the thick length throbbing with every movement of the horse.

I pinched her nipples—hard.

Kerry hissed, her back arching violently as my fingers twisted her nipples, sending a sharp jolt of pleasure-pain shooting straight to her core. Her breath exploded in a ragged gasp, her fingers clawing at the horse’s mane as my cock slid between her ass cheeks, the thick head brushing against her tight, virgin hole.

"D-Dexter—!" Her voice was a mix of protest and desperate need, her body trembling as I teased her, my cock throbbing against her ass, the horse’s movement making every touch intense.

I leaned in, my lips brushing against her ear, my voice a dark, velvety whisper. "Aunt Kerry..." My fingers trailed down her stomach, my touch possessive, my cock pressing against her asshole.

"I can’t take it anymore..." My breath was hot against her skin, my voice a growl. "I want to push it inside your asshole..."

Kerry’s breath hitched, her body tensing as my words sank in, her asshole clenching at the thought. "D-Dexter, we can’t—" Her voice was a whisper, but her body betrayed her, her ass pressing back against my cock, her pussy dripping with arousal.

I didn’t stop.

My fingers slid down, my touch trailing over her ass, my thumb pressing against her tight hole. "Isn’t your asshole itching for my cock?" My voice was a dark purr, my lips brushing against her ear. "Let me heal it for you..."

Kerry’s breath trembled, her body arching as she felt my thumb pressing against her asshole, her mind racing with the filthiness of it.

She glanced ahead, her eyes locking onto Ravina riding beside us, Helen and Sabina following close behind. The realization that they could see her—could hear her—sent a fresh wave of shame and arousal crashing through her.

Before she could protest, I shifted, my cock aligning with her asshole, the thick head pressing against her tight entrance.

And then I pushed.

Kerry’s breath exploded in a sharp, desperate cry as my cock breached her, stretching her asshole wide, the burning pain mixing with a sick, twisted pleasure. "Aaaaaaaaaah—!" Her voice was a broken moan, her body convulsing as I forced my way inside, her asshole clenching around my cock, her fingers digging into the horse’s mane.

Ravina’s head snapped toward us, her eyes narrowing. "What happened?" Her voice was sharp, her gaze sweeping over Kerry’s trembling body.

Kerry bit her lip hard, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she tried to hide the truth—that my cock was buried in her asshole, stretching her, claiming her. "N-Nothing..." Her voice was a choked whisper, her face burning with shame. "I just felt something... bite my leg..."

Helen’s eyebrows rose, her gaze flicking between Kerry and me, her voice laced with suspicion. "You sure?"

Kerry nodded quickly, her body trembling as I pushed deeper, my cock filling her asshole, her breath hitching as she tried to keep her moans quiet. "Y-Yes..." Her voice was a lie, her body betraying her as I fucked her ass, my cock pounding into her with slow, deliberate strokes.

Ravina’s sharp command cut through the air like a blade. "Keep up."

With a swift kick of her heels, her horse surged forward into a wild gallop.

Ours followed instantly,

The horse surged forward, its powerful strides sending my cock slamming into Kerry’s asshole with brutal, unrelenting force. Each thrust stretched her wider, each jolt of the gallop forcing my thickness deeper into her untouched hole. Kerry’s breath exploded in a sharp, desperate cry, her fingers clawing at the horse’s mane as her body convulsed around me.

"Nnngh—!

S-So big—! It’s splitting me open—!

" Her voice was a broken whimper, her body trembling as my cock pounded into her asshole, the friction burning, the pleasure sickening.

Tears welled in her eyes, her face flushed with shame and arousal. "D-Dexter, p-please—! It’s too much—!"

I chuckled darkly, my hands gripping her hips tighter, my thrusts growing harder, more punishing. "You can take it, Kerry," I growled into her ear, my voice a dark, velvety taunt.

"You were made for this." My fingers dug into her flesh, my cock grinding against her raw, untouched nerves. "Take my cock like the filthy little slut you are."

Kerry’s breath hitched, her body arching as my cock slammed into her asshole again, the brutal rhythm of the gallop making every thrust relentless.

"Aaaah—!

I-I can’t—! It’s tearing me apart—!

" Her voice was a desperate sob, her asshole clenching around my thickness, her pussy dripping despite the pain. "P-Please, Dexter—! It’s too deep—!"

But I didn’t stop.

I couldn’t.

Not when her asshole was milking my cock so tightly, not when her body was trembling with the filthy mix of pain and pleasure. The horse’s wild gallop made every thrust brutal, every movement relentless, her asshole clenching around me as she tried—and failed—to hold back her moans.

"Aaaah—!

Nnngh—! I-I can’t take it—!

" Kerry’s voice broke into a desperate whimper, her body arching as my cock pounded into her asshole, the friction burning, the pleasure sickening.

She bit her lip so hard it nearly bled, her breath coming in sharp, uneven gasps as she tried to stifle her cries—but she couldn’t.

Not when I was fucking her like this.

Not when her asshole was stretched so wide around my cock.

Kerry’s body trembled violently as my cock pounded into her asshole, her breath coming in sharp, broken gasps. Her fingers clawed at the horse’s mane, her knuckles white, her body convulsing with the force of my thrusts. The brutal fucking, the shame, the arousal—it was all too much.

And then—

A warm, wet trickle down her thighs.

Her pussy couldn’t hold back.

The combination of the brutal fucking, the shame, the arousal—it was too much. Her bladder released, a hot, embarrassing gush of piss soaking the furs beneath her, dripping down the horse’s flank. Kerry’s face burned crimson, her breath hitching in a mortified gasp as she realized what had happened.

"N-No—!

D-Dexter, I—I’m pissing—!

" Her voice was a choked whisper, her body trembling as she felt the warm wetness spreading beneath her. "I-I can’t stop—! It’s too much—!"

But it wasn’t just piss.