Jumbo 2

“Hold onto the handlebars,” he instructed and put the ATV into gear.

She squealed as they roared around the barn. She really squealed when they accelerated out into the open field.

And the entire time they raced along, Yvonne could feel the vibrations of the motor, thrumming up into her crotch. She could feel Ryan’s hard body against her back, against her buttocks. She could feel his legs against hers.

“Want to try it?” he asked as he slowed down.

“Uh, okay,” Yvonne said, nervous.

“All right. Out here? Ain’t nothing you can run us into,” Ryan assured her.

He held onto her, muscled arms around her waist as she nervously accelerated.

“That’s it, you got this, you got this,” he breathed into her ear.

His cock felt painfully confined as his hands rested underneath her heavy breasts, feeling her paunch. His cock could feel the heat of her buttocks, even through his briefs and jeans.

They returned a half an hour later, both flushed with happiness.

“All right, see y’all tomorrow,” Bartholomew said as Ryan put the ATV underneath the covered breezeway.

“Mr. Chastaine, noticed Dee’s expecting?” Ryan said.

“Aw God damn, just great,” Bartholomew spat. “Now that damned fool doctor’s going be suing us again.

“How you know that?” Ryan teased. “Why you got such little faith in your fellow man?”

“Because I’ve met my fellow man,” Bartholomew responded. “Let me give Doctor Fart Knocker, I mean Farbacher a call.”

Ryan helped Yvonne up into the cab of his truck, then walked around. When he got into the cab, she was brushing her long hair.

“I uh, hey uh, listen, I uh,” Ryan stammered.

“Huh? What’s wrong?” Yvonne asked.

“Can I, you get all freaked I kiss you?” Ryan asked.

Yvonne didn’t know what to say. So she mutely nodded her head in agreement. The first kiss, her very first kiss ever was strange, exhilarating.

When his tongue entered her mouth, she shuddered. It felt nasty, naughty, exciting.

When Ryan’s hands hefted one of her large breasts, teased the nipple, Yvonne actually felt a spasm in her crotch. Her panties, her jeans, she was sure were soaked through.

“Damn, kiss a lot, huh?” Ryan breathed heavily, finally pulling away from her.

“No, you the first,” Yvonne admitted.

“Aw your ass,” he laughed and started the truck.

“Seriously, you’re the first,” Yvonne assured him, putting her hand on his arm.

“Guess you’re just a natural at it,” Ryan said.

They kissed again for a few moments when he pulled up to her Aunt Elizabeth’s home. Then he told her he’d pick her up at six the following morning.

Aunt Elizabeth was excited for Yvonne when Yvonne recounted the day’s activities. Linda, however, fussed at her daughter about riding on an ATV.

“Oh, God, Linda, shut up!” Aunt Elizabeth finally snapped. “Huh? Who’s one stole that motorcycle?”

“Mother!” Yvonne hooted.

“Shut up, Lizzy,” Linda barked at her sister.

Yvonne showered that day’s grime off of her, ate the ‘twigs and bark’ her aunt fixed for supper, then fell into an exhausted, happy sleep.

Ryan was there, bright and early and smiled as Yvonne bounded into the truck. His smile widened when she leaned over and gave him a passionate kiss.

That day’s work was done in the enclosures, separating what horses would be stabled for the winter, doing what needed to be done for the horses that would be allowed to free range during the winter. 

At lunch time, Mrs. Chastaine again provided sandwiches and chips and fruit cups.

“And, here you go, young lady,” Bartholomew said, counting out six twenty dollar bills.

“Wait, I what?” Yvonne asked.

“Ten an hour; worked six yesterday, six today,” the man snapped, sure Yvonne was complaining about how low the pay was.

“Thank you,” Yvonne said.

“Welcome, Ms. Parcells,” he said and paid Ned, then Ryan.

“So, what you doing with yours?” Ryan asked.

“Giving it to my mom, Yvonne admitted. “She could use it.”

Ryan smiled a genuine smile and kissed her. This was not the self-absorbed, selfish creature he’d met when she first started riding at their stable.

They kissed in the cab of his truck for a few minutes. Then Ryan asked her if she’d like to go to the movie theater at the Courtyard Mall.

“What’s playing?” she asked.

“It matter?” he asked and kissed her again. “It’s nice and dark.”

“You got school tomorrow,” Linda snapped when Yvonne asked if she could go to the movies with Ryan.

“Yes ma’am, we do; why I’ll have her back here before nine o’clock,” Ryan agreed.

“Oh Baby!” Elizabeth said when the two teenagers left the house. “That boy could make me eat meat!”

“Lizzy!” Linda shrilled, unamused.

Yvonne had no idea what movie they went to. The moment the lights went down, she and Ryan kissed. In the darkened theater, he managed to free her breasts and even suckled on her nipples.

Then, when she was breathless from his breast play, he worked a finger into her panties, stroked her wet slit. A few people did glance over when Yvonne gasped out loud in orgasm.

Ryan did teach Yvonne how to give a good hand job. Her beautiful eyes had opened wide, her mouth hung open when he’d taken her pudgy hand and wrapped it around his hot meat.

In the dim lighting, his six inches looked funny, almost humorous. It also looked scary, red, angry.

“Just wrap those pretty little fingers, yeah,” Ryan hissed.

She stroked him, up and down, applying pressure, speeding up as he urged her. She almost screamed when he groaned and let a torrent of semen splatter against the rear of the seat in front of them. 

They kissed again, both breathing quite hard. A few moments later, Ryan took her plump hand and again brought her hand to his hard cock. This time, while she stroked him, he toyed with her sensitive breasts. And again, he sprayed his seed onto the back of the seat in front of them.

The next day, in their homeroom, in front of those students that were in their homeroom class, Ryan bent over and kissed Yvonne, directly on her lips. Then he sat down next to her and talked with her in low tones. Every now and then, a student would greet him and he would respond, then return his attention to Yvonne.

As hard as it was for many of the students to believe, news travelled through the school’s halls that Ryan and Yvonne were dating.

“Maybe he thinks she’s a horse,” Amber spat bitterly. “Ass is big enough for a fucking saddle.”

Yvonne didn’t know if it was love. She’d never even kissed before, she’d never had a boyfriend before. She delighted in feeling Ryan’s muscular arm around her ample waist as they strolled the halls of the school.

At their study period, they sat at a table, his meaty hand on her pudgy thigh, rubbing up and down.

“Come on,” he whispered after a few minutes.

“Come on what?” Yvonne whispered back.

“Come on, use your hand on me,” Ryan hissed.

She found his thick cock ready for her. Looking around to make sure they were not being observed, Yvonne wrapped her hand around Ryan’s beautiful cock and slowly, steadily stroked his hard meat.

“Shit, that’s good, aw damn that’s good,” Ryan hissed and put his handkerchief over the head of his cock.

He stifled his moan of pleasure and Yvonne could feel his cock throbbing and pulsing.

“That’s enough, you two,” the librarian called out when Ryan leaned over and kissed Yvonne on her lips.

By the end of the week, Ryan had pulled Yvonne to the rear shelves of the library, by the reference books. Behind the thick tomes, he’d shown her how to use her lips and tongue on his rampant manhood. Yvonne had to admit, the fear of getting caught made the act twice as exhilarating. As she knelt on the hard tile floor, swallowing his big beautiful cock down her throat, she rubbed her pussy hard.

“Hey, look up?” Ryan asked as Yvonne tongued is shaft.

She did and Ryan used his cell phone to snap a picture of her sucking his cock.

The taste of semen wasn’t very pleasant to Yvonne. The texture was actually slightly revolting as well. But she did manage to keep the slimy substance down.

“I’m going put you two on different periods,” Mrs. Ortega, the librarian threatened as they walked, arm in arm from behind the shelf.

“Yes ma’am,” Yvonne said, blushing hotly.

Their Friday night date consisted of cleaning out the stables. Then, hot, dusty, sweaty, Ryan and Yvonne lay down on some blankets in an empty stall and kissed and rubbed one another.

“Let me, I want, I want to do something for you,” Ryan wheezed in her ear.

She was nervous as she shimmied out of her jeans and full cotton panties. Her legs were smooth; she’d shaved them this morning. But she also knew they were pasty white in color, had freckles on the dimpled knees, and were riddled with cellulite.

Her carrot orange pubic hair was a dense thicket that stretched from hip to hip. Her paunch was also lumpy bumpy and unsightly.

Ryan groaned in approval, though, at the sight of her exposed flesh. He kissed her tenderly as his hands roamed over her exposed belly and thick pubic hair. He rubbed up and down her wet slit for a moment, then wormed a finger into her tight pussy.

“Oh Baby,” Yvonne sighed and he kissed her again.

Then Ryan did something Yvonne had only heard of; and when she’d heard of it, it was with giggles of disgust. He put his mouth on her wet slit.

“Oh!” Yvonne cried out as his hot breath blew over her puffy pussy lips.

She ground her teeth in a grimace of ecstasy as his tongue lapped at her puffy lips.

“Aiee!” she screamed out loud when he located her pulsing clitoris.

A few of the stabled horses whinnied in alarm at Yvonne’s scream of pleasure. Ryan actually chuckled, then resumed tonguing her wet pussy.

“Oh God, oh God, oh Baby, oh God, I love you,” Yvonne wheezed as a second orgasm welled up in her guts.

“Aiee!” she screamed out again.

“Ugh!” she grunted as he insinuated a finger into her quivering rectum while his tongue lapped up her juices.

“Ugh!” she grunted, almost in protest as his thick finger worked in and out of her clutching anus.

Then he sucked her pussy lips into his mouth and gently gnawed on the sensitive flesh.

“Ugh, Aiee!” she grunted then screamed when he jammed a second finger into her anus then gently bit down on her clitoris.

“No more Baby, please,” Yvonne almost sobbed out as Ryan’s mouth and fingers continued to torture her pussy and anus.

He prevented her from putting her jeans and panties back on as she knelt and took his throbbing cock into her mouth. She sucked and stroked him until he spewed a torrent into her mouth. Dutifully, she swallowed his seed down her throat.

Only after that did Ryan let Yvonne wedge herself back into her panties and jeans.

“You uh, you ever think about wearing them thong panties?” Ryan asked and squeezed a handful of her meaty backside.

“Yeah right, like they even make them that big,” Yvonne scoffed.

“I find some, you wear them?” he asked and kissed her.

“God, Ryan, fat as my ass is?” Yvonne complained.

“That ass is beautiful,” Ryan assured her and kissed her again as they stepped out into the humid night air. “Going tap that ass one of these times, hear?”

They made plans to go out to Cowboy’s Barbeque, then to the Courtyard Cinema the next evening. It was Ned’s evening to clean the stalls and make sure everything was locked up but Ryan still had to work the morning shift.

“Always wanted be a cowboy,” Ryan admitted as he drove Yvonne back to Aunt Elizabeth’s house. “All I ever wanted was a few thousand acres, a horse and some head of cattle.”

“Maybe one day,” Yvonne whispered, hand clutching Ryan’s powerful bicep.

Ryan smiled at her.

Again, she had no idea what movie they’d seen. She spent some of it kissing Ryan and some of it kissing Ryan’s cock. When she didn’t have his gorgeous meat in her mouth, he was finger fucking her pussy to orgasm.

Mrs. Ortega did intervene, switching them to two different study periods. Yvonne did actually use her study period for the purpose of studying, or doing homework. And when she stepped out of the library, Ryan was right there, to accompany her to their next class.

Friday evening, when he picked her up for their stable ‘date,’ Ryan was smiling widely, bristling with excitement. But when Yvonne tried to find out what he was so excited about, he just laughed and told her she would have to wait.

They used the ATV and trailer to bring a few bales of alfalfa out to the pasture. Again, Ryan sat behind her, hard cock pressed tightly against her buttocks as they drove the four wheeled vehicle. He let her drive them back to the barn. This left his hands free to tease her large breasts and overheated crotch.

Then, after they’d shoveled out the stalls and spread out fresh pine bark and chips and sawdust, Ryan brought Yvonne into an empty stall. He put a saddle on the floor, then spread out a few blankets. They stood and kissed and hugged; hands roaming over each other’s bodies.

Then Ryan dug a plastic bag out from underneath the battered old leather saddle.

“Said if I could find one, you’d wear it,” Ryan reminded her as he pulled a black lace thong out of the bag.

Blushing hotly, quite embarrassed, Yvonne wiggled and jiggled her flabby body out of blouse and bra. At the sight of her substantial breasts, flabby arms, and jiggling paunch, Ryan actually moaned in excitement. He shuddered as his cock grew quite hard. 

With a sigh of resignation, Yvonne wiggled and hopped and jiggled out of her jeans and full cotton briefs.

“Wait, wait, God,” Ryan groaned as Yvonne moved to step into the thong. “God, let me just look at you like that.”

Yvonne looked at a spot on the wall just beyond Ryan’s shoulder. She was unable to look the young man in the eye, embarrassed at her flabby misshapen body.

“God, Yvonne, you’re fucking beautiful,” Ryan breathed. “Turn around?”

She did so, grateful for the curtain of red hair that partially obscured her large backside. But Ryan reached up and moved her hair to the side, bringing it around her left shoulder.

“Damn!” Ryan groaned.

Then Yvonne crouched over and stepped into the lacy undergarment.

Ryan’s groaned and blasted a wad of semen into his constricting briefs. But even after blowing his load, his cock remained hard as his beautiful girlfriend wiggled and jerked the slinky panties up her thick legs.

“God yes!” Ryan enthused as he drank in the sight of her pale flesh and the black lace contrasting with each other. “Damn, Yvonne, you’re beautiful.”

He quickly snapped off a few photos of her. Later on, when he would look at the series, his favorite one was the one of her looking over her shoulder at him.

“Just, just,” Ryan wheezed, easing Yvonne onto her knees onto the blankets. 

Then he positioned her, breasts and belly draped over the well-worn saddle.

“Ryan, what? What are you…” Yvonne asked as his hands rubbed and fondled her fleshy globes.

Then his thumb grazed underneath the scrap of material separating her buttocks. She shuddered as his thumbs rubbed across her tight anus.

Gently his thumb traced the crinkled flesh of her anus, then pressed against the opening.

He slowly began to ease the panties down. Yvonne lifted herself slightly to aid in the process. He pushed her back down, leaving her panties now bunched up underneath her large buttocks.

Yvonne grimaced as she heard his cell phone’s camera option and saw the flash light the wall in front of her.

“I got to, I just got to…” Ryan moaned and began to nibble and nuzzle Yvonne’s buttocks.

“Oh!” Yvonne let out a loud grunt when she felt Ryan’s hot breath at her anus.

She nearly shrieked when she felt his tongue lap at her anus. Then his calloused hands pulled her buttocks apart and his tongue actually forced its way into her rectum.

A curious warmth began to form in the pit of her stomach as her boyfriend tongued her sweaty anus. Then his naked chest was pressed against her naked back, his naked legs were pressed against her naked legs. And his naked crotch was pressed against her fleshy bottom.

“Yvonne, can I, I want, can I fuck you?” Ryan pleaded, voice a breathy whisper in her ear.

“Yeah, God yeah,” Yvonne moaned, pussy dripping with her excitement.

“I uh, I want fuck that ass of yours, God, let me tap that big beautiful ass, huh?” Ryan begged, grinding his crotch against her.

“I, my butt?” Yvonne asked, not sure she understood.

“Yeah,” Ryan wheezed.

To demonstrate, he wormed a rough finger into her slick opening.

“It, that’s got to hurt, huh?” Yvonne asked, even though she knew she would not deny him anything.

“Yeah, a little bit,” Ryan admitted. “But Baby, I just, oh!”

And Yvonne felt a trail of something warm spurting onto her back

Ryan was embarrassed that he’d ejaculated onto her back. He partially wiggled off of her and used a corner of a worn blanket to wipe the semen from her pale freckled flesh.

“Yeah, I guess,” Yvonne agreed.

She heard him fumble with something metallic, then a moment later, she could smell mink oil. Normally, mink oil was used to soften, protect leather products. She preferred to use saddle soap on her boots, rather than the strong smelling mink oil. But she had to admit, mink oil was easier and quicker to use.

The next sensation she had was of Ryan’s hand pulling on her left buttock. Then a slimy finger insinuated itself into her rectum.

“Ugh!” she grunted as the finger simply drove itself into her clenched anus.

Ryan worked the finger in and out, then twisted it around inside of her anal cavity. That curious warmth again began to well up in the pit of her stomach. Then the finger slid out, just as she was beginning to wiggle, to thrust back to meet its forward thrusts.

A moment later, the finger returned, joined by a second greasy finger.

“Ugh!” Yvonne grunted in pleasure as the fingers jammed into her.

“Ugh!” she grunted again as Ryan corkscrewed the two fingers in and out of her rectum.

“Ugh!” she nearly squealed when a third finger was jammed into her.

She rubbed her pussy against the well-worn leather of the saddle, coming closer and closer to orgasm as Ryan finger fucked her stretched anus.

“Ugh!” she protested when he pulled his fingers out of her anus.

She worked her right hand underneath her bulk, reaching for her pussy. Her left hand grabbed her left breast and squeezed the massive flesh. Then Ryan was forcing her legs further apart. She felt his cockhead press against the opening of her pussy. Then he pressed it against her rosebud.

“Ugh!” both Yvonne and Ryan cried out as the head of Ryan’s cock pushed into her greasy anus.

There was a sharp pain. His cock was slightly smaller than his three fingers had been, but her anus had begun to constrict when he’d pulled the fingers from her anus.

Just when Yvonne was about to scream for Ryan to stop, to pull out, the curious warmth began to well up in her stomach again. Her right hand wiggled and worked to reach her pussy, trapped beneath her weight and his weight. Her left hand mauled her own breasts and nipples.

“Ugh! God damn!” Yvonne screamed in painful orgasm.

Ryan was glad he’d sprayed his underwear, then Yvonne’s back with his loads. Having come twice, he was actually able to last long enough to work his entire cock into the unbelievable tightness, the incredible heat of Yvonne’s ass.

“Aiee!” Yvonne screamed and shook in orgasm when Ryan slowly began to pull his cock from her ass.

The warmth in her guts had grown to a white hot sensation. The pain in her rectum had been replaced with a pleasure she’d not imagined. Her orgasm seemed to suck the very breath out of her body.

Within minutes, Ryan was pulling his cock all the way out, then slamming forward. His belly slapped against Yvonne’s buttocks with a resounding slap each time he pushed forward.