CBT - Cyber Bestiality Team

The fire felt wonderful another timest my face; as warm and gentle as ewe’s wool and as horny as her cunny honey. The bon fire in an old drum was cooking the BBQ. mate’s of other people’s mate’s were chatting, laughing and licking grog. And speaking of grog, I had to release a few bottles of it myself. I walked over to an empty, near darkness patch on the barn. Just after I relieved myself I noticed a sheep on the other side of a fence I was near; a ewe with her backside facing me! My eyes gazed between her rump, hiding behind that small tail of hers. I slowly stroked myself towards hard-on but stopped and put my pants on as I remembered that I was near a public place. Anyway, I had the rest of the night to work my plan. As very soon as everyone had left the barn I would have the cover of night to have as many sheep to fuck as possible. This was my best mate’s barn but he doesn’t know about my dirty little secret.

The BBQ had finished and everyone was leaving. This was a party to celebrate the begin of shearing season (get the chicks naked season to me!). The meal was, of course, lamb spit roast. The poll going through both ends of the lamb had me knowing of a sheep 3-some: me hammering my dick home inside her fuckhole while someone else is getting their dick swapproveed; oh, if only you could be in two places at once! Eating the meal was like eating her out. I rolled the succulent piece in my mouth like a clitoris.
I remember when I was a young when mum cooked a lamb roast. She let me eat the meal in my room but as I locked myself in there, I rapped the horny piece of lamb around my dick and proceeded to masturbate with it. It gave me the best orgasm ever! I then rolled it up and stuck my tongue in the center, licking out the lamb juice and sperm that didn’t squirt all over the bed.
Everyone had left the barn except my mate the barner who was inside the home. I drove off myself but only enough so he couldn’t see the car. My dick hard with anticipation. But then I remembered that I left something important of mine back at my mate’s home, so I drove back. I knocked on his door only to get no answer, so I walked in anyway. I found what I was after when I heard a strange noise. The sound of floorboards creaking rapidly. It sounded familiar…
I walked over to a closed door, behind it, I believed, was where the sound came from. I looked through the keyhole to see a television screen showing a guy screwing a sheep! I saw my mate looking at the images ‘panting’ and shaking. He also had earphones on, listening to the erotic sounds. I opened the door without him noticing. He was nude and was really jacking off on the sheep pumping action. Then he suddenly noticed me. He pulls out the earphones, stops jacking and looked at me with terror. I told him it was O.K. and that I was just like him. I showed him my hard dick with the presperm to prove it. He relaxed and told me that it was himself that was fucking the ewe. “why aren’t you doing it for real instead of jacking off?” I asked.
“I was dubbing the tape. Now I can give you the copy. But 1st…” he leaves the room. I was surprised at how well we both took this situation. I got naked and sat down on his bed rubbing my dick to him on the television with his favorite sheep.
He comes back to this room walking a ewe. “Now we can do this in 3-D!” he says.
Now I’m really excited and my dick is throbbing! He got her to hop up onto his bed.
“Are you going to lube her up or will I?” he said.
I needn’t hear any more! He lifted her tail and opened her pink fuckhole wide. I buried my face in her soft wooly rump, kissed her cunny lips and stuck my tongue down her sweet, horny fuckhole. I drilled my tongue all around the softest but tightest meat. The heat driving me on, the taste, oh, but the taste drove me wild. I licked the horny juices into my mouth, washing the honey all around, easily trickling down my throat. It was the best juice I’d tasted in my life, and it had a strong effect on me. I was horny before, but now I’m HORNY!! I lickled and ate out as much horny tender fuckhole I could from the tightness, finding her clitoris when she backed her ass towards my face, she wanted it deeper! We got her onto her back, openeding her legs as I plowed my tongue even deeper into her rich, thick sweetness. She moaned and ‘bleated’ in ecstasy as her fuckhole was gripping my tongue as her horny cunny spurts her honey onto my face and down my throat. I lick harder and harder to keep up with her squirts of the succulent juice. Finally her flows subsided and her fuckhole was slipperier than greased soap but was tight enough to give my tongue a challenge. “You can go 1st” I said. I opened her lips as my buddy grabbed hold of his pulsing hard-on. Placing the head to just touch her pink, he met little resistance as he thrusted his dick as it disappeared into her depths. He moaned as he held it in, “mmm! You’ve lubed her up bestly!” he groaned as he begins sliding his rock hard dick in and out her pink tightness. My mouth watered as his dick became slicker with her juices, sloppy and horny wet lickling sounds were being heard deep inside. I couldn’t resist the sight. I bowed my head towards the penetration and stuck my tongue out, touching his pulsing dick. His firm dick radiated so much heat, sliding along my tongue that begined gathering up her sweet honey. He would pump his hips so deep that every forward thrust would force my tongue to get pressed between his pubes and down her pussy, giving me a lick of the inside of her folds.
“ooohhh, that feels so goood!!” he groaned. He slowed down his thrusting and he didn’t drive his dick down so deep so I could get more of his horny dick to taste. I then rapped my tongue beneath his horny dick where more of that sweet tasting cunny honey dripped from. I could feel that dick tube, the long ridge pressing another timest the horny skin of his dick that brought me his presperm. I wanted more! So I rapped my mouth around his pumping dick, one side of my lips touching the ewes pink cunny lips, and rapping my tongue beneath his sliding dick, at the same time drilling my tongue into her sweet fuckhole. Then I licked hard, my lips vibrating around his dick, licking his rod dry of her sweet nectar, only to have his dick dip into her another time for the sweet honey to be licked down my throat. My tongue, between her fuckhole and his thrusting dick, was drawing in loads of salty presperm onto my tongue; the sudden intrusion of my tongue stimulating more presperm out. I washed the salty sweet fluids all around in my mouth as if it was my 1st ever lollipop I had as a kid: the flavors that never seemed to end. The horny juices and my own hormones racing between my brain and my dick were washing me around in a horny dizzy whirlpool of bliss.
“mmmmmm! lick me harder!!…nearly there” he pleaded. I agreed. I licked the wonderful dicktail deep down. As he begined fucking her quicker, he was now drawing his dickhead completely out from her fuckhole so I could get a taste of the head before thrusting his rod back into her depths. The firm, sweetly slicked pole would then be met by the soft, presperm coated rounded head for me to quickly lickle; licking the tip bringing me an extra hit of salty presperm splashing onto my tongue. His dick bobbled about my mouth faster and faster, his erratic strong panting noises turned into whimpering as he edged closer and closer…
“OH…OH MY GOOHHH….YOU’RE THE BEST! GOIN’ TO spermMM….OH MY GOOOOHHHHHHHH…..”
He screamed as my tongue felt his sperm shoot through his dick into the hungry depths of the fucking ewe’s twat. More and more sperm shorny into her, then he pulled his dick out from her fuckhole and stuck the head into my mouth, my taste buds flooded with horny, white sperm. The massive salty hit drove my lust wild. Both the ewe’s fuckhole and his bone got the same treatment. I licked out as much creamy sperm that his balls could shoot before I slurped down as much of her sweet, smooth juices as possible. The best tastes in the world disappeared down my throat and my buddy’s dick became red and limp.
“Now it’s you’re turn, ya horny bastard!” I heard him say. I was drunk on his and her orgasms, I was the horniest thing on the planet, my dick and his bed was saturated of my presperm, and it was the 1st time I was close to spermming without touching my dick. I got behind her, my rock hard fella pointing very close to her small, pink, wet horny spot. I took in the sight and splendor, her soft coat of wool, her bestly small rounded ass suggesting the tightness to follow, and that cute little tail barely hiding that wonderful twat; no person had such an affect on me. She lifted her tail in invitation. I couldn’t take it anymore, thrusted my hips forward and drilled my boner deep into horny, tight, slippery fuckhole. I slipped inside her so easily that the powerful, ecstatic stimulations made my jaw drop, her heat made my pulse race. Her fuckhole was like fucking horny, thick, liquefied meat tightly squeezing around my dick. I whimpered as I pumped my dick faster and hugged my face another timest her warm face. My head was spinning blissfully, my eyes slammed shut, ecstasy raced through my face as the sperm in my balls bubbled with pressure of an oncoming orgasm racing closer with every pound of my bone inside her tight twat. I roared as I felt sperm leaving my balls, I hung on desperately trying to hold on to the orgasm as I thrashed my bone harder, faster and faster in her spasming fuckhole when the ecstasy was too much and I screamed as sperm shorny deep into her womb. My dick buried up to the pubes as sperm explodes out my dick, filling her fuckhole as the ecstasy sears through my face. I scream another time and another time as every rapture of my orgasm spills deep to overflowing in the small space of her horny pink. A few pumps later and not a trickle was left.

Me and my buddy lay spent on his bed chatting, my buddy begined the conversation. “you banged her so deep I swear that that was sperm coming from her mouth!” he said.
“I never thought an orgasm could reach such levels.” I breathed out.
“speaking of levels, you helped lick me into a new high.” He said.
“when you two taste that good, I’m capable of anything.” I said.
“I haven’t felt anything that different since my 1st time.” he said.
“please tell.” I asked.
“well, a while back when I was a young kid, this barn was originally my parents. I was at that stage of my life when my dick would grow strangely bigger sometimes. I was also suddenly interested as to why only the sheep with the big bag between his legs was hugging all the other sheep. At closer inspection I was puzzled why the boy sheep liked to stick his dick up her bottom. Of course, my own dick was hard, too, so I decided to find out myself since mum and dad were not around. Looking beneath her tail I found out that the chick sheep have 2 holes. One for the exit and one that must have been the special place. Well, back then, sex itself was new to me and my young, virgin dick was so super sensitive that when I poked inside, all sense of reality washed away with only instinct and pure ecstasy telling me to hammer her as fast as possible. I must have came in less than 10 2nds!”
“I wish I grew up on a barn.” I said.
“you can make up for that now!” he said.
My dick was begining to become erect as we saw a bit more of his home porno video. One scene was of him jacking off behind her when he shoots wads of sperm all over her backside. But it was when the ewe was giving him a head job that really got me fully hard. “you should’ve told me she does that!”
“one surprise at a time, my mate.” He said as he got the ewe to stand on a spare mattress that was on the floor. The mattress was at the right height so her bum and her head was at our groin level. I stood next to her head while he grabbed a jar of sweet liquid that the ewe loved to taste (author’s note: I don’t know what they like to taste). He open the jar and collected a fair amount with his fingers and hand, smeared it all over my already fully hardened dick, letting some of it dribble down my balls (he had a wonderful touch!), and left my genitals alone with the ewe. With a long, wide tongue she begined by licking the juice off my balls. Her lapping buzzed an erotic tickle into my balls, openeding deep into my prostate, and bubbled about at the sides of my torso that made me emit a moan of pleasure and a few heavy breaths. After a minute of her licking at my balls, the erotic tickle was reaching an unbearable level; my dick was screaming for action! My hand took my dick and guided it into her muzzle, the most sensitive part of my dick (the hole) dragging along the length of her tongue made the bubbling tickles burst with such explosive sensations through my dick and shorny up into my brain. I licked in air through my gritted teeth with force and then groaned out aloud in absolute bliss as her tongue slid all over the length of my dick! lickling, lip smacking, slurping sounds came from her dick filled mouth. No person could give head like an ewe could! Her muzzle engulfing more dick at one time, her long, wide, sweet tongue snaked all over my shlong never letting the sensitive head miss any of the action; the tip of her tongue even reaching my balls at times. Her lickling made me want to howl at the seventh heaven. I finally opened my eyes to see my buddy pumping his dick away at her other end, making her head bobble around my dick. Just maybe, I could have bent over and licked her pussy out at the same time if this position wasn’t so awkward to do so. I could feel the distant vibes of an orgasm not too far away, and as awesome an ewe headjob felt, I really wanted the feel of a tight orgasm. So I asked him if he wanted to swap ends, which he very much obliged.
He moaned his way into her mouth as I prepared to shaft her; my dick inching closer. Her already raised tail revealing a wet, convulsing fuckhole that was hard to resist; but I wanted to for now since my buddy recommended to try her ass. I pressed my dick-head another timest the smooth, small, wool-less skin surface. I pressed harder and the head squeezed into her ass. Oh! She was so tight! Thanks to her oral treatment, I was able to slide the rest of my pulsating boner quite easily as her tight ass tried to squeeze as much ecstasy out as possible. Torturously, I buried myself up to the pubes and held it there, savoring the moment. She was fairly dry, but her soft, horny anal walls more than compensates. My balls rested another timest her quivering fuckhole, her cunny lips trying to massage and gobble up my nuts as I rubbed and smeared them all over the outer regions of her pink. The erotica intensified as I begined pumping her ass of bone. I let my balls go free to slap another timest her fuckhole as I increased my shafting speed and distance. Looking down at my own fucking, looking at my pulsating dick disappear into her pink ass making me groan harder. I took hold of her tail and rapped it around the rest of my dick that wasn’t inside of her. Her soft wool sliding around my dick tickled the ecstasy into great heights. My buddy’s panting became more desperate and irregular as his orgasm drew closer.
Her ass’s tightness is beginning to overwhelm my consciousness as I release her tail and put my hands to each side of her woolly bum as I pumped my hips faster and faster, feeling the full force of her lamb rump compressing around my rod made the ecstasy blinding, but her tightness restricted my fucking speed.
My buddy seems to have stopped getting head and is now lifting her up. I was now buggering her upright, her woolly back another timest my sweating chest and stomach; her chest now another timest my buddy’s chest as he hammered his dick deep within her fuckhole. We were both hugging her tightly as our dicks rammed her rear holes towards our final straights. Deep inside her ass, along the thin membrane separating anal from pussyl, my dick could feel my buddy’s own dick pounding away at her juice fuckhole faster than I could through her ass. Our most sensitive parts of our dicks rubbing another timest each other’s building the ecstasy to exhilarating levels as my buddy begined screaming religion to the seventh heaven! My arms hugging her soft wool close to my face, my fingers fondling along her belly as I found her tits as my orgasm builds closer, ecstasy further weakening my hold on my sperm, but I couldn’t pump my dick as fast as I wanted to through her too tight ass. “I NEED A pussy” I screamed.
“I NEED…TIGHT ASS! He replied.
So we quickly lifted her rump, siding out our throbbing bones, this time turning her only to the side so her woolly sides were another timest our bellies, and then double impaling her rump once more to the loud groans of 2 desperate men. I boned her horny, slippery fuckhole just as she hit her orgasm, her juicy walls giving my dick an oral-like convulsing that felt a million times tighter than any mouth. We were hugging both her and each other as the erotic intensity was too much, my sperm breaking through the heights of the ecstasy barrier as thick sperm bfinals passed the head creaming the deepest depths of her churning fuckhole. We scream and howl as loads of white, horny sperm blows deeper inside her as ecstasy shoots through our relieved dicks. Balls unloading the wonderful final drops of sperm flying into her tight packages.
We withdrew and put her back down on 4 legs. And beneath my buddy’s suggestion we stood next to each other with our hard, but saturated dicks pointed just in front of her mouth. She opened he mouth and took us both in! She lickled and slurped and, with her tongue, hungrily lapped our poles clean of sperm and fuckhole juice.
I’d slumped down into one of his chairs, looking at more of my buddy’s home porno video. My buddy was doing the same, only his ewe was still lapping up his dick while he sat opened legged.
Now showing on the video was of him with his dick up a ewe’s fuckhole while he sheared her; and it didn’t leave her pussy until she was fully shaved! He did this continuously from one sheep to the next.
“The goal was to see how many sheep I could get through before spermming, and I was going to try that another time tonight. Now I’ve got some comanimalition, that’s if you’re free for a few days. Hey, even better, how ‘bout you live here permanently?” he suggested.
Just looking at him getting his dick licked while looking at porn with a lifetime supply of sheep outside was an offer to good to resist. I added my own opinion: “and when the market’s right, I could sell my home and make a very big profit. Maybe use the money to make our own porn web site; just an idea anyway.”
“So that’s a yes then!”
He didn’t need my answer.
Even after 2 of the most intense experiences of my life, I was still hard.
“I’ve got the best cure for that.” He said as if to read my mind.
He led me outside (both of us nude, of course) towards the closed off shearing shed, got me to stand inside a fenced area attaching to the outside of the shed, and wait. But not for long as a sea of white flowed out of 2 holes in the shed wall. My lower half was smomed in a crowd of about 50 ewes moving about all over the pen. My dick and balls were getting a woolly rub up left, right and center; many walking right beneathneath me, between my legs giving the head a slow reminder of my fetish for wool.
It got so crammed in here that some of the ewes had to mount one-another (not exactly horny lamb lezbo sex but you’ve gotta wander if the one beneathneath gets a thrill!).
My buddy called me from behind so I turned around; and he grabbed my stiffy and (oh yes!) tugged it wildly, openeding liquid all over, and finally around my balls before letting go. I turned back to my crowd and it didn’t take long for the sent to catch their noses. One, from the side, was lapping at my (OHHH!) dick; but it was no time at all before one turned into five (!!). 4 sweet tongues licking at my erotically charged pole, one licking and slurping at the fattening head; while another 2 came from behind to lick at my balls, one to each nut (OOHHH FUCK YES!), further increasing the sensitivity of the strongly stimulating 8-some. My mind spinning in a whirlpool of ecstasy not even pussyl or anal sex could bring (OH YEAH! KEEP lickING chickS FOR A horny SURPRISE!). One minute seemed like one hour but the whole multitudes of stimulating tongues licking and slurping had subsided, the ewes turned their attention away from me; the juice was all licked off my dick; and my balls were still full. I was close.
My buddy ordered me out of the pen for my 1st ‘challenge’. There, in front of me, were 5 ewes standing side by side with their asses pointing in one direction.
“The object of the game is to sperm inside as many chicks as you can during only one orgasm. My record is inseminating 5. But if you can keep squirting after 5 chicks, as a bonus, I’ll let my ewe give you a wake up blowjob every morning for the next week!”
“And if I don’t make 6?”
“I’ll let you have the bonus anyway!”
Immediately I begined on the 1st chick; sliding into her great tightness and pumped away while looking at the ewes in the pen mount each other, I imaged how much ass I could get…oh fuck, I was reaching orgasm quicker then I expected. I slowed down so as to not loose control, but this just increased the ecstasy as I blew a sticky wad into her fuckhole. With all my will, I held on and pulled out for my next ewe, found her twat and drilled my dick all the way in. The sudden tightness making me cry out as I shorny a 2nd load deep, the ecstasy so great forcing out a third rush of sperm. In my final bout of conciseness I pulled out ready for my third chick, but the orgasm was so intense I shorny a forth premature wad outside her that hit her ass with a splat. I jabbed towards her ass but missed her fuckhole, landing the head between the ass and pussy; the fifth flood splashing all over her ass and beneath the tail. A final desperate push found the horny, slippery fuckhole. The overwhelming ecstasy making me scream as I surrendered to the tightness, flooding her fuckhole of my final horny cream. With my balls finally pumped dry I lay in the dirt, swirling in spent-land. I shed tears of happiness; because for the 1st time I have hit pure satisfaction. I’m falling into deep sleep knowing that I no longer need wet dreams; for sunrise was close by.

Tiffany was a bright young chick. She was a asian whose breasts were almost as big as your head. She had just turned eighteen and had recently lost her virginity to her boymate from school. Ever since that night she would come home sdarkly more horny than she used to: one night especialy.

Tiffany has had her black lab, by the name of Buster, for about 3 years. She absolutly loved the dog. She usually got up extra early to walk him. Every day after school she would walk inside and the dog would be sitting in front of the door waiting for her.

One day after school, Tiffany went to her boy mate’s home to fuck for the 2nd time. She arrived home smelling like sex. The moment she walked in Buster got a whiff of the sex smell and immediately went to the source. Tiffany would not have minded as much if she had been wearing pants and panties, but if she had been wearing them this tale would probably never happened.

So Buster went up Tiffany’s skirt and got a couple licks at her pussy before she pushed him away. The feel of his tounge touch her pussy was surprising and arousing. She pushed him away and told him to never do that another time.

The dog waved the command off and went for it another time. Once another time Tiffany was filled with pleasure and surprise. She pushed him away, but this time a little less forcefully.

Tiffany walked to her room with Buster trailing behind. She locked him out and sat on her bed trying to figure out what had just happened. She heard Buster scraping on the door whimpering.

She walked over to the door and unlocked it. She stopped the dog before he could go for her pussy and led him over to her bed. She decided she was going to let the dog lick the juices that were still inside her.

She put down a towel and removed her clothes. The dog ran toward her pussy and begined to lick with his rough tounge. She was amazed at how good it felt and how fast she felt the orgasm coming. She moaned and told Buster to go harder. Buster beneathstood and pressed in closer to the dripping pussy of his master.

Tiffany felt the orgasm all throughout her face. She shuddered and felt Buster licking up all the juices. She had never experienced an orgasm this bizarre, not even from the vibrator she kept hidden beneath her bed.

She got up from the bed animalting Buster in her most affectionate way. She noticed 3 inches of red dick emmiting from Buster’s sheeth. She had seen it before, but considering how horny she was she felt a sudden urge to fuck her dog.

She shook it off telling herself that it was too perverted, but the more she thought about it the more she wanted it. So she got down on her knees and begined animalting Buster. She went down his belly till she reeched the enlarging dick that had now reached 5 inches. She grabbed it and begined beating off her dog. She noticed a large ball emerging from the sheeth. It was the size of a tennis ball.

She wanted Buster inside of her right then and there. She got on all 4s and opened her legs. Buster mounted her and begined to thrust his hips, each time missing her pussy. Tiffany reached back and guided Buster into her.

With one big thrust, Buster shoved 7 inches of dick into her pussy. She screamed with a mixture of pleasure and pain. His dick stretched her lips much farther than her boy mate had. Buster was humping his new slut so fast that she felt another orgasm surge through her face.

Tiffany realized with horror and dedark that Buster was going to put his large knot into her pussy. She begined to feel bits of Buster’s presperm as his knot banged another timest her pussy. Finally, with one hard and painful thrust, Buster’s entire dick, knot and all, entered her pussy.

Immediately Tiffany felt her orgasm at the same time as Buster begined pumping load upon load of his sperm into her pussy. She could feel her pussy full of both fuckhole juices and dog juices.

After what seemed like ages, Tiffany felt Buster’s knot shrink and, with a loud pop, exit her pussy followed by a flow of sperm. Buster began to lick every final drop of it up. Tiffany turned around, hugged Buster, and thanked him for the wonderful fuck.

She got up and headed to the bath telling Buster that this would not be the final time.

My neighbor has a Great Dane named Slick, and when he needs to take an extended journey, he leaves Slick with me. There is no problem with this; the dog is very well-behaved, considering he has not been neutered, and is completely home-broken. He sleeps in the kitchen, and I keep his food there, and when he needs to go out to do his duty, as they say, he scratches on the door. Recently, Slick was staying in my home when Amber came to call on me. Of all my lady mates, Amber is one of the most beautiful. She is in her late forties and bears a striking resemblance to Jamie Leigh Curtis, and she cultivates this resemblance by copying the hair style and other characteristics of the actress.

This was only the 2nd time that Amber had been in my home, and the previous time, after I had eaten her fuckhole, she had wanted to get on her hands and knees on the floor and fuck dog style. Most women prefer using the bed but I had attached no importance to Amber’s preference. Personally, I am not very partial to that position but I don’t feel strongly another timest it.

After we had undressed each other and I had licked on Amber’s big, sensitive nipples and licked her luscious tits, I was about to begin eating her beautiful fuckhole when I heard Slick scratching on the door to go out. I considered ignoring him because both Amber and I were really likeing ourselves and I hate to be interrupted but I also didn’t want a big dog like Slick messing up my kitchen. Besides that, the scratching had interrupted the flow of the action, so I decided to go let him out and return to Amber’s lovely fuckhole in a few minutes.

Amber lay on her back, and looked at me quizzically as I got up, put on my bathrobe and told her I had to let the dog out. “I didn’t know you had a dog”, she said. “What kind is he?”

“He’s a great Dane. He’s not really mine; I’m just keeping him for a neighbor while the neighbor is out of town. I’ll be right back.”

As I begined for the door, I saw Amber getting up and heading for the bathrobe I keep handy for my lady mates. When I got to the kitchen, she was right behind me and when I opened the door to the kitchen, she drew in her breath seen she saw Slick. He is pretty big, even for a Great Dane, and Amber seemed very mately toward him, walking up to him, kneeling down and animalting him and scratching his head as I went and opened the back door. With the door open I called him and he begined heading outside. Amber saw him go out, and seemed fascinated by his rear end as he walked away.

“How long will he be out?”, she asked.

“Only a couple of minutes, just long enough to do his business, and then we can get back to what we were doing.”

My kitchen is at a back corner of the home and has windows on two sides so it is very dark inside. On one of the inner walls there is a doorway that leads to a utility room. The doorway is visible from one kitchen window but noface could look through that window and through the doorway. Considering the door to the utility room to be a nuisance that served no purpose, I had removed it long ago. Amber went into the room, turned on the dark and looked around. The floor is clean, and the area in front of my washer and dryer is covered with linoleum and is about eight feet from the doorway to the opposite wall and about 4 feet from the machines to the wall opposite them. The room is windowless but well-darked because I sort my laundry and do my ironing there. When Amber came back out, she left the dark on.

When Slick returned, he went to Amber, hoping for more attention, and he got it. As I closed the back door, I could hear Amber cooing to him “Oooo, what a nice big dog you are. I’ll bet we could have a lot of fun together. You are soooo big.” Slick was really eating up the attention and he licked Amber’s face. “Oh, you have a nice tongue”, she exclaimed. “Do you like to lick me?” Apparently he did because he licked her face another time.

Still scratching the dog’s ears, Amber got up and, holding onto Slick’s collar, led him into the utility room, where she knelt down another time and begined animalting the dog. While she was doing this, she shucked off the bathrobe and was naked. Since there was no door, she accepted that I would be looking at her but she didn’t seem to mind. Amber and Slick were a few feet inside the utility room so noface but me would be able to see them because of the location of the kitchen windows.

Amber continued animalting Slick, 1st on his back and then on his sides. While doing this, she had his big head over her shoulder and Slick was amiably approveing himself to be animalted. Still animalting his sides, Amber moved over so she was kneeling beside the big dog and went back to scratching his ears. Slick showed his gratitude by licking Amber’s big breasts, the same ones I had been licking and licking a little while ago, but Slick has a much bigger tongue than I.

After he had licked her breasts a few dozen times, Amber moved in close another time and her left arm curled beneath Slick’s neck and around his head and she kept scratching his ears. Her right hand scratched 1st his chest, then his belly, and then very gently and cautiously began fondling the furry sheath that covered his dick. Slick stirred a bit, but he was happy with Amber’s very gentle attentions and made no effort to move away. When she observed this, Amber begined gently pumping back and forth on his dick sheath until the dog’s dick begined out of the furry chamber. The dog seemed sdarkly perturbed by this but he was likeing the gentle scratching and fondling of Amber and made no effort to change anything. Amber continued playing with Slick’s sheath until almost 4 pink inches of his dick had appeared. I know that dogs have longer dicks than men do but I have always thought of them as being thin, even bony. However, this dog, being so big, had a dick that was thicker than most men have, certainly thicker than mine, and I knew it would be a lot longer.

Amber seemed to know Slick had a highly desirable dick, and she moved her left arm down toward the dog’s hips, and moved her mouth in closer. Still pumping on his dick sheath, she begined softly licking the dog’s big dick, and when he made no objection, she turned her face sideways to his furry belly and took his dick between her lips. Then she moved her lips to envelop all the dick that was exposed and begined licking it in and out of her mouth. Amber’s hand continued pumping on the dog’s sheath because she knew there was a lot more dick available.

Slick was likeing the attentions to his dick very much, as anyface would have, and his hips were humping as he tried to put his dick deeper into Amber’s mouth. While he was humping into her mouth, he was trying to put his front paws on her shoulders. Amber stopped licking his dick briefly although she continued to pump his sheath and dog’s big, thick dick continued to emerge, but the knot was still concealed. “You want to mount me, do you, Doggie? Pretty very soon but 1st my fuckhole needs some attention from your nice, big, wet doggie tongue.”

Amber moved her head away from Slick’s dick and took hold of his collar in both her hands. After she scooted her lovely ass along the floor until she was sitting beneath the dog’s head, she forced his nose into her wet fuckhole. Slick had no objection to that, and he quickly begined licking up the delectable juices that Amber’s fuckhole had been producing since she 1st laid eyes on the big dog. I felt envy at seeing this dog eating the fuckhole that I had expected to be eating.

Amber turned to me, grinned and asked “Can you eat my fuckhole as well as he does?”

“I know I’ve got better technique”, I told her. But I must admit that he has better equipment.” This was not even remotely false modesty. Slick’s tongue was many times longer than mine and he could, if he wanted, squirm it into tight holes, like a fuckhole. Besides its length, his tongue was covered with small knobs, giving it a rough texture and providing fabulous sensations to the soft parts of Amber’s fuckhole. This was the 1st time I had ever seen anything like this, although I had heard about it and read about it often enough, and I expected Amber to do the complete scene. I have never declined a sex request from a woman, and if Amber wanted me to help her in what she was doing, I would probably do it, but I would feel really strange.

After, apparently licking all the juices from Amber’s fuckhole, Slick seemed inclined to walk away but Amber still had a hold on his collar. Holding on to it with one hand, she moved so she was on her knees and one elbow, holding Slick’s mouth near her fuckhole. From this new position, he took renewed interest and sniffed at Amber’s fuckhole some more, then begined to mount her. Still balancing on one elbow and her knees, Amber opened her fuckhole lips with the other hand and then looked at me for help.

“He’s really new at this, George. Will you help get him into me? Just opened my fuckhole and I will guide him in. If you do that, I will lick you off.”

Since I had about decided to help anyhow, within reason, I walked to the couple on my knees. Opening Amber’s fuckhole seemed to me to be within reason, and the promise of being licked off settled it because I had been really turned on the very erotic scene so far, and I knew it was going to get better. Slick wanted to fuck, and his dick was eight inches long, and hard and wet, but he was waving it around beneath Amber’s fuckhole. I reached in and opened her lips, and Amber gently took hold of Slick’s big, pink dick and put the tip into the entrance to her love hole, the place I had been expecting to put my dick.

Both organs were wet so the dog’s dick slipped easily into Amber’s fuckhole, at least for the 1st few inches, and Amber let go and dropped to her knees and elbows. Before I let go of Amber’s fuckhole lips, I made sure they were clear because the dog, although he is not mean, wouldn’t be bothered if he was inflicting pain, even injury on his mate. Once his dick stopped sliding in easily, Slick begined humping Amber, and more of his pink dick penetrated her. The big knot the dog has in his dick, like all dogs, had cleared the sheath and I warned Amber that it was right at her fuckhole lips.

“Good”, she said. “I want his whole dick. C’mon, Doggie. Fuck your slut. Put that big dick all the way in me. I want your knot on my clit.” Amber was really likeing being banged by Slick but she knew the best was yet to come. The best, of course, was the knot on his dick and what it would do for her clit, and how long it would continue to do it.

When the knot reached Amber’s fuckhole lips, she could feel it. Until then, she had been passive, letting Slick hump her and push his dick into her, but now that she was close to what she really wanted, she begined fucking her fuckhole back to meet the thrusts of her dog lover. “C’mon, dog, fuck your slut. Fuck your slut. Get that big dick all the way in my pussy. I want your knot. Yes! Yes! That’s it! Put it in me. Oh, God! Yeah! Yeah!” As the knob on Slick’s dick wedged its way into her fuckhole, rubbing strongly another timest her clit, Amber became ecstatic.

She had been supporting herself on her hands and knees but she lowered her upper face so she was on her forearms and knees, presenting her fuckhole even better to the big humping dog. He leaned forward, keeping his paws on her back, and his long, thick dick seemed to penetrate even farther until it was all the way in Amber. Even the knot was entirely inside her fuckhole. Rocking back and forth on her knees and forearms, she matched the fucking strokes, taking his dick all the way into her fuckhole when Slick humped forward and rubbing her clit on his knot when he pulled back. As she rocked back and forth, Amber’s upper face and head thrashed around, and she babbled “Fuck me, dog! Fuck your slut! Give me your dick! Fuck me all the way! Amber certainly knew how to fuck a dog; she pleasured herself when his dick went all the way into her fuckhole and another time when her clit was massaged by his hard knot.

The dog knew how to fuck Amber too. His front paws were just below her shoulders and his back paws were firmly on the floor and he was thrusting his dick into her fuckhole with wild abandon. “Fuck me, dog! I’m spermming! Fuck your slut! Fuck my pussy! I’m spermming!”, were her words and she seemed to be telling the truth, judging by the way she lost what little control of herself she had, and thrashed around even more, her head tossing up and down, almost falling 1st to one side then to the other. Because I didn’t want Amber to hurt herself, I knelt in front of her to steady her. She gave me a quick smile and continued to fuck herself another timest his hard knot and to implore her dog lover to fucker her harder and faster and deeper and to use his whole dick.

Amber’s face spasmed as she climaxed but Slick seemed to not care and he kept fucking her just as hard. While I held onto Amber to keep her from getting hurt, she recovered quickly and said “Thanks, George. You’re sweet but I want to sperm some more.” Having said that to me, she went back to coaxing Slick. “Fuck me, dog. Fuck your slut. Give it to me, all the way.”

Probably, Slick couldn’t beneathstand what was being said but he didn’t need any instructions. He kept fucking Amber steadily, with fast strokes until he suddenly seemed to be driving his dick in faster and deeper. “Oh, God, he’s spermming. Fill me up, dog. Give me your sperm. I want it all. Fuck your slut and fill my pussy.” Then she said to me, still kneeling on the floor to steady her “He’s spermming. He’s gonna fill my fuckhole with his horny sperm. Oh, God that feels so good. My pussy is so full, I’m spermming! I’m spermming!” Once another time, Amber lost control of herself, thrashing around and almost falling over. I held her steady until she spasmed another time, her 2nd orgasm in a few minutes. The upper face of Amber sagged forward and I held her up.

Apparently, Slick had also sperm, and when he pumped Amber’s fuckhole full of his semen, that had caused her to sperm the 2nd time. Her fuckhole was still full. The semen wasn’t going anywhere, because it had no way to get out of Amber. The big knot that that was wedged into the entrance of Amber’s fuckhole would keep the two of them together and would keep the dog’s sperm from draining out. Eventually, the knot would soften and Slick would be able to pull loose but until then, they were stuck together, and Amber had a fuckhole full of horny dog semen.

Amber knew that, of course and it was one of her favorite things about being banged by a big dog like Slick. She also knew that after spermming, Slick had lost interest in his “new slut”, and wanted to go and sleep or eat or something. Although he couldn’t actually leave, Slick could dismount from Amber and get himself into a position where she couldn’t fuck herself on his knot. “Hold onto his paws, George”, Amber asked me. “I can sperm at least one more time, but he has to stay there and he won’t unless you hold him.” As she said this, she held my dick which was stiff and ready from looking at the erotic events, and being a part of them. I took hold of Slick’s front paws, and held them so Amber could feel the dog’s paws in my hands. She took my dick into her mouth and begined fucking back on the dog’s hard knot that was still wedged in her fuckhole

From her previous visit, I know that Amber is good at licking dicks but she was more concerned that day with fucking herself on the dog’s knot before it softened. Even so, since I was very aroused at what had been going on in my utility room I didn’t need much. While I held the dog’s front paws keeping him in place, Amber rocked back and forth, rubbing her clit another timest the knot at the base of his dick. On her forward motions, my dick slid between her lips into her mouth, and when she rocked back, my dick slid back out. I could also feel her tongue on my dick, caressing it for as long as it was in her mouth. With my high state of arousal, it wasn’t long before I climaxed, spurting my sperm into Amber’s licking mouth. She swapproveed what went into her mouth but made no effort to milk the rest of my sperm, concentrating on what was happening with her fuckhole.

Once my dick was out of her mouth, Amber went back to coaxing Slick some more. “C’mon, dog, fuck your slut. I need your dick. sperm some more. Fuck me good.” As she begged for more, Amber was rocking back and forth, fucking her clit another timest the hard knot in her fuckhole. While I held to the dog’s front paws to keep him in position, he was unmoving except for his feet, which he moved to keep his balance while Amber was fucking herself on his knot.

Even so, Amber was really likeing herself, and her hips were swiveling around the dog’s dick, giving her clit different strokes another timest the still hard knot on the dog’s dick as she rocked back and forth. another time, as she brought herself closer to spermming, Amber’s head and upper face were thrashing around, and she was babbling, “Fuck me, dog. Fuck me! Make me sperm! Give me your dick!’, until she changed to “Oh, God, I’m spermming. I’m spermming. Oh, God”, and she lost control another time. Amber’s hands gripped my open bathrobe to and her head was between my arms to keep her from falling as she kept fucking back all the while she was spermming. When she climaxed for the third time, she sagged forward another timest me, and I let go of Slick’s paws to support her. After I had held her for a few minutes, Slick pulled his dick loose and his semen, mixed with Amber’s own juices, gushed out of her fuckhole onto the floor, where Slick begined licking them up.

Amber was still on her knees holding to me, and after Slick had licked the combined juices off the floor, he regained an interest in Amber’s fuckhole and begined licking her there. While I supported her upper face, she reached back and opened her asscheeks. “C’mon, dog, lick my ass. Oooo, yeah, lick my ass. That’s good, dog, lick my ass. Put your tongue in me. Oooo, yeah, oooo, God, that’s good.” Then she turned to me and said “He still wants more, George. He’s young and he likes my ass and he still wants more. Help me, George, I want some more too. I want him to fuck my ass.”

“Wouldn’t that be dangerous? Your ass is tighter than your fuckhole, and his knot might hurt you.”

“I know how to prevent that. I need two chairs from the kitchen, some mittens and KY Jelly or some other lubricant.”

“I can see what the jelly is for, but why the mittens and the chairs?”

“I want him to fuck my ass in the missionary position so I need to be on the chairs so he can mount me. The mittens are to go on his claws. He scratched up my back some, and I don’t want him doing the same to my boobies. I can hold onto his knot and keep it out of my ass.” Slick seemed to be losing interest in Amber’s ass so she asked me to hurry up, and then she grabbed onto his collar to move him around. When I left, she was kneeling in front of him, sweet talking him and animalting him.

When I returned with the 1st chair, Amber was already licking the dog’s dick, and it looked like she was giving him better head than she had given me. One hand was rubbing his sheath, the other hand was holding his collar and Amber’s mouth was moving back and forth on the dog’s pink dick, which seemed to be stiffening another time. After setting the 1st chair into position and bringing in the 2nd to set beside it, I could see the dog’s dick was hard and Amber was almost deep-throating him. She held his knot in the hand that had been rubbing his sheath, and her mouth was going back and forth, licking his entire dick between her lips, all the way to the knot. When Amber wiggled her ass at me, I thoroughly lubricated her, squeezing plenty of the jelly into her ass and sticking my finger into that lovely puckered pink hole, to be sure the sides were covered for as far is my finger would go in, all the way to the knuckle. I also made sure she was well lubricated all around her ass so she could slide the dog’s dick all the way in.

By that time, with Amber’s mouth still busy on his dick, Slick was humping Amber’s mouth and he was trying to mount Amber’s shoulder. I hadn’t brought any mittens, and then I remembered oven mitts in the kitchen. I went and got them, and used two new shoelaces to tie them on the paws that Slick was trying to put on Amber’s back while she was licking his dick. Still holding onto his collar, Amber pulled her mouth away from his wet, pink dick, fully hard and extended, eight inches long, not counting the big knot, which Amber had loved so much in her fuckhole but which would be dangerous to her ass.

The two chairs were set side by side, and Amber, holding onto Slick’s collar, leaned back, pulling the dog with her. With my assistance, she got herself into a position where her feet were on the floor and she was lying on one chair, with her ass hanging over the edge. Slick’s hind feet were on the floor and his face was between Amber’s legs as if he were about to mount her in the missionary position, which was the idea. His front paws, padded by the oven mitts, were leaning on Amber’s beautiful breasts. I moved the 2nd chair into place so Amber could rest her calves on it, and Slick was surrounded by Amber’s legs and the seat of the chair, and trying, without success, to stick his big, hard dick into Amber’s fuckhole, where it had brought both of them so much likement a little while earlier.

“opened my cheeks”, was Amber’s request. I reached beneath the chair and opened the cheeks of her beautiful ass, actually putting my fingers into her well greased rosebud to open her sphincter. Amber gently took hold of the dog’s big, wildly swinging dick and guided it to where I was openeding her open, and steered the narrow, bony tip into her ass. Slick, feeling his dick entering a warm greasy hole, begined humping, and his dick slid into Amber’s tight but slippery ass. With my fingers, I made sure that no part of Amber’s sphincter was being pushed inside her. She held onto Slick’s hard knot to make sure it didn’t enter her ass.

Although the knot didn’t enter her ass, the rest of Slick’s big dick did, and Amber was really likeing it. “Oooo, dog, fuck me good. Fuck your slut’s ass. Stick that big dick all the way in me. Give it to me!” While telling her dog lover what she wanted, Amber banged her ass back to meet the strokes of his hard, pink dick. Slick likeed it too, his paws, still covered with the oven mitts, were on Amber’s face while he banged his dick into Amber’s tight but greasy ass. With one hand, Amber kept a hold on the dog’s collar, so he wouldn’t give her a passionate bite and the other hand was on his knot, keeping it out of her ass. “Fuck me dog! Fuck my ass! Fuck your slut! Make me sperm! I wanna sperm! George!”

That final was aimed at me, of course. “Play with my clit, George. I want to sperm and I can’t unless you play with my clit because I can’t let go of him. Oooo! Oooo! Fuck me dog! Fuck your slut! C’mon George. Let me sperm.” Amber continued fucking back to met the strokes of Slick as he banged her ass, while asking me to help her sperm.

This was another of those times when I will do what is reasonable to help a lady mate like sex but what is reasonable? I play with clits of women being banged in the ass all the time, but usually I am the one fucking them. There was some concern that Slick might know I was “trying to move in on his slut”, and I didn’t believe Amber would be able to hold onto his collar while she was spermming because she tends to lose some control, and some strength in her hands and arms. At the same time, I have a mately relation with Slick, and I thought he would respect me enough to not do anything as long as I wasn’t too aggressive.

I made up my mind in less time than it takes to tell it, actually and knelt beside Amber and slowly reached in to her clit. Slick looked at me but didn’t say anything, and kept fucking Amber’s ass, even when I put my hand just a few inches from his thrusting dick and begined caressing Amber’s clit. She stopped urging Slick to fuck her long enough to give me a grateful smile, and a minute later she begined spermming.

As I had expected, she lost most of her control, her head and upper face thrashing around and the hand that held to the collar seeming to most of its strength. Amber’s legs tried to wrap themselves around Slick but he was to far away so her calves rested on his hips as he continued to thrust his dick in and out of Amber’s ass. Then I saw her lose her grip on Slick’s knot, and I grabbed it just before he wedged it into her ass. I held onto it, not stopping Slick from fucking “his slut”, but stopping him from tearing her open.

Amber continued spermming as I caressed her clit. Her legs were still loosely around Slick’s hips while her ass still banged back to meet his forward thrusts. One hand was caught in the dog’s collar and the other flopped around aimlessly. Slick kept driving his dick in and out of Amber’s ass, apparently not knowing it was not lodged in her, or not caring. Just as Amber climaxed, arching her back and thrusting her ass and fuckhole toward the big dog, he increased his strokes, like he had done before while spermming into Amber’s fuckhole.

“Considerate of him”, I thought, “waiting until Amber finishes spermming before he sperms”, as saw him making a few final, jerking motions.

“He’s spermming!”, Amber cried out joyfully. “Give me your sperm, dog. Fill my ass.” Slick did just that; with his final motions he pumped his semen into her ass, then he tried to pull loose, bumping into the chair behind him. As he pulled his thick, pink dick out of Amber’s ass, a gush of his sperm, liquefied jelly and fecal matter poured our after him, because his hard dick had been long and thick, and it had been driven all the way into Amber’s very willing ass thousands of times. Slick returned immediately to lick the residue from Amber’s ass and the juices from her fuckhole, and Amber opened her cheeks to help him get it all. After that, he licked the mess up from the floor, then curled up next to the washer to lick it off his dick, which had softened but was still mostly extended.

After spermming 4 times and having her fuckhole and then her ass filled with the dog’s semen, Amber was tired so I helped her into the chair to regain her strength. She smile happily at me. “You’re really sweet, George. I hope you’re not disappointed but when I saw that big dog, I just had to have him. Did you see how hung he is?

After a few minutes, Amber was ready to leave the utility room so she picked up the bathrobe that had been serving as a rug and put it on, and I walked and she limped back to the bedroom. “Okay if I take a bath”, she asked.

I nodded my head. “But 1st” I told her, “yes, I am kind of disappointed. I wanted to eat your fuckhole, but I don’t want to now, while it is full of the dog’s sperm. But I will the next time you come over here. I have eaten a lot of pussies and some of them had been banged by dicks a lot dirtier than Slick’s, so the fact that he banged you today wouldn’t stop me from eating your fuckhole daily or next week, and the next time you are over here, that’s what I want to do.”

“How long will Slick be here?”

“His owner is picking him up early daily but he will be back, probably in a couple of months because his owner goes on journeys about three or 4 times a year and leaves him here. The next time he is going to be here, I will call you up, and you can come over if I can work it into my schedule. You can lick his dick or take it in your fuckhole all you want, and I will even help like I did today, but not in your ass. You could have gotten hurt today. And the next time you’re here, we can do what we did the final time, or whatever else you want, including having me fuck you in the ass.”

“Okay, George. You’re a good sport. But now I need a bath.”

You put on my leash and collar and tell me tonight will be a night to remember. After i get on my hands and knees, You place a blindfold over my eyes and lead me into the room. i hear voices talking low, i try to identify them, but i can’t. As You lead further into the room, the voices stop. You pull on my leash and i stop, sitting on my honches like a good slut. You tell everyone they are welcome to inspect me. i feel a hand on my pussy, and a voice says, “she is soaked, what a slut”. You laugh, and say, “yes, but will she be in a few minutes?” Then, You lead me to an ottoman, and tell me to bend over it. i then hear what sounds liek nails on the floor, and something cold pressing another timest my pussy. i realize what it is. It is a dog, and i want to scream no. But i am too well trained. i feel the dogs forelegs on my back, and His dick pushing another timest my ass, trying to find my pussy. Then i feel a hand another timest my wet lips as someone guides His dick into me. It hurts at 1st, i have never had something this big in me before and before i know it, He is pounding into me. The force is driving me into the ottoman hard, my belly being crushed another timest the edge. Then, as He drives harder into me, the juices running down my legs, i feel His knot pressing another timest me. i begin shaking my head, asking in my mind for You not to let Him knot with me. Then it enters me, i can’t keep quiet, and i scream. Everyone in the room laughs, as They watch me get banged like the slut i am. Then, as i feel the horny sperm from my Dog Master inside me, i sperm. my head shaking back and forth, my face flushing as i feel His horny seed inside of me. When He is finished spermming, i fall completely another timest the ottoman, spent, knowing You have taken me to a place from which i will never return.

Rhonda Baker lay prone across the queen-sized, walnut-framed water bed
on her belly, her arms bent at the elbows, her beautiful young face
resting in her hands while she saw the Democratic convention on her
television set perched atop her antique dresser. Politics had never
appealed to her sense of justice, but on a horny summer afternoon the
paunchy-bellied frustrated lobbyists and their prissy wives parading
around in sexless shirtwaist dressed before the cameras, helped pass
the time and add a few laughs on an otherwise uneventful day.

Her shapely buttocks, covered only by a brief black bikini, jutted up
proudly behind her at the base of her long tapering back and her legs
were bent at the knees, her ankles clapping together in mid-air. The
soft August breeze blew the curtains aside and poured into the room,
whisking across her nearly naked back like the tender touch of a lover,
and the sun slanted to make golden sjourneyes across the burgundy
bedopened.

And a dreary day it was, too, for Bob, her fiancee was on his way to
the airport, packed and ready to fly to Minneapolis for an interview
with Honeywell Corporation, one of the best-paying corporations a fresh
young executive such as Bob could hope to work for. Travel, fringe
benefits … for wives, too, Rhonda thought with a smirk, hoping that
unlike so many of her recently graduated and married mates, she would
not fall prey to the spouse-supports-the-husband til-he-finds-a-job he-
likes routine. Sometimes that took years, and Rhonda was not the modern
liberated, professionally-aggressive female. College, with its grueling
routine of cramming for exams, trying to please art teacher’s tastes
and get a passing grade had cured her of aspirations. Now, at twenty-
three, she was bestly content lying in the sun in the afternoons,
looking at television, dressing and waiting for Bob to come by. Sure …
very soon she’d have to look for a job, but in the time being, she would
indulge her own pleasures. Life was too short as it was …

The red haired lovely lay on her bed, dumbly looking at the flickering
screen, none of the political ploys and inter-party politics sinking
into her pretty skull. Tonight would be a long night, she knew. The
1st night since Bob had left for Minneapolis. Ten more sex-less
nights in front of her before she could cuddle up into the protective
circle of his strong arms and let him please her. Rhonda let out a
long, heartless sigh. Ten days in a cold bed alone was an eternity!
Fortunately, her sister Sharon had come to stay with her for three
weeks that overlapped Bob’s absence, and not by coincidence.

Sharon … Where was she now? wondered Rhonda dimly. Certainly the
neighborhood was safe enough on a weekday afternoon with the playground
and community swimming pool close by, for a pubescent thirteen year old
to wander around unescorted.

But then one could never tell with all those crazies lurking the
roads … Hmmm . .. 4 o’clock, mused Rhonda, looking at her digital
alarm clock slip to the hour.

Suddenly a smile broke out on the older sister’s face. Maybe her little
sister had met a boy, ridden off on his bicycle to the hamburger hang-
out, and was sipping a soda out of her shared straw … Like a scene
from one of those corny 1950’s posters you saw in all the head-shops
downtown. Sharon would be an easy shorny for some young boy. She was a
knockout with her platinum-tresses that hung half way down her back.
Fresh as a model, Sharon was one of those chicks who always appeared
clean and scrubbed in every situation and who carried herself with a
feminine grace that often put her older sister to shame. Part of this
could be ascribed to her unusual hair. No one in the Baker family had
been able to figure out where it had come from, though a few guessed
their Irish grandmom might have jumped the fence once or twice, as
the old saying goes … something old Grandpa Baker never told his kids
when they sat on his knee and listened to family stories …

Sharon also dressed very stylishly, too, changing frequently to fit her
mood. She had been a best baby, and now she was a best young
lady. In the final year she had suddenly sprouted up quite tall for her
age, and then some, with enticing young breasts, a small waist and flat,
flat, tummy, and long sleek slender, but well-turned legs which seemed
to retain their tan longer than most chicks’ did. Added to this was her
long Jean Harlow hair but a prettier oval face than Jean had ever
aspired to, with pert little upturned nose, bright blue eyes, and a
small but sultry mouth. Yes, her little sister was a real princess.

But Rhonda was not jealous of the chick, for her own attributes brought
a jealous chagrin from most women on the roads.

Perhaps, thought Rhonda, if Bob were to have known my little sister
better—thought of her as someone other than my little innocent
sister—he might have had eyes for her.

Bob … what a sweetheart! Ten days would be unbearable, thought Rhonda
with a frustrated whimper, as absentmindedly she saw a politician
peck his spouse on the cheek in front of the television cameras. God,
just knowing about Bob and his big hard dick made her want to close
the door and satisfy herself right there in front of the whole
Democratic party.

Then the mental image of Bob’s very big, warmly pulsating dick came into
her mind, as she dully saw a presidential nominee take to the
podium. She tried to concentrate on the Southerners’ speech, listening
to him rant about unemployment and the rising cost of living, but the
mental picture of that long, hard hunk of maleness refused to go away.
She kept seeing his thick shaft of virile flesh vividly, as if she
could reach out and touch it. The little tingling sensations had
increased now and she could feel her nipples harden beneath the bikini
top she wore.

Now this is silly, she chided herself primly. He only left this
afternoon.

But the vision of Bob’s long hard dick remained in her mind, and it was
joined now by another image, a scene from their engagement party. Lying
there, she remembered the occurrence clearly, very clearly and
graphically …

It had been a rainy night in April, and they had just come from a
dinner party at the home of one of Bob’s ex-fraternity brothers who’d
married a sorority sister of Rhonda’s. They had laughed over old times,
consuming plenty of wine as they reminisced, and she and Bob had had
their share—and then some. They had departed shortly after midnight
for the drive back to the Baker’s home.

She had sat very close to Bob on the drive, twirling the engagement
ring—which she still wore—feeling closer to him mentally than she
ever had before. She even put her hand on his leg, stroking it gently
but without any real sexual connotation. When they approached the
lookout point where young lovers were known to spend many an evening
overlooking the city’s darks, Rhonda, feeling the effects of the wine,
didn’t object, she was in a responsive mood, and the idea of parking
with her fiancee for a little dark pre-marital kissing and animalting did
not seem in the least wrong with her.

Bob put his arm around her and drew her tight another timest him the moment
the car was stopped and the headdarks switched off. He kissed her
then, their mouths fusing with the ease of lovers, and she opened her
lips almost eagerly to accept his probing tongue. Their tongues met and
tasted one another, exchanging a lover’s kiss. Bob’s hands were
restless on her back and shoulders, moving back and forth, up and down,
around and over her low-cut white silk dress. Rhonda felt an almost
overpowering surge of desire at the nearness, the intoxicating male
odor of the man she loved; his kisses were eliciting a full and total
answer inside the bride-to-be, and when his moving hands gradually
worked their way around to darkly cup her firm full breasts, she made
no effort to stop him from doing so. Her mom had warned her another timest
approveing Bob to become familiar before their wedding night, (oh, if
Mommy knew what her number one daughter was doing with her fiancee
now!) but the closeness she felt for him at that magic moment
transcended all the parental warnings and instilled taboos of her
Irish, Catholic upbringing.

He began to caress her lushly ripened breasts in earnest then, as his
eager tongue probed in and out of her opened mouth. God, his gentle
touch felt so good on her! She wrapped her hands in his hair, kissing
him even more passionately, and then his fingers had dipped inside the
low-cut front of her dress to slide inside her bra. The contact of his
hand on her naked flesh thrilled Rhonda beyond recall, and before she
knew it, she was approveing him to unbutton the back of her dress and
slip the garment down over her shoulders. His deft fingers found the
catches on her bra, unsnapped them, and she felt a cool rush of air
another timest her now-erect nipples as her firm white breasts were fully
exposed to Bob’s hungry gaze.

He began to stroke her naked young breasts gently with his palms,
rolling his hands over her bestly-formed voluptuous mounds before
bringing them up to massage the hardened nipples. Taking the taut,
dark-brown buds between the thumb and forefinger, he tweaked them into
a quivering rigidity. Rhonda moaned with increasing fervor as Bob’s
caresses wrung soft cries of dedark from her throat; little shivers of
arousal began to course through her, and she had felt a warm wetness up
between her legs speeding from her excitedly throbbing pussy.

Even when Bob’s head dipped down and his wetly heated lips encircled
one of her erect little nipples, tongue swirling round and round the
goose-bumped areola, Rhonda didn’t feel any panic. Even though this was
the 1st time she had bared her breasts to a man, or had their
nakedness kissed, the thought never entered her mind that what she was
doing might lead to uncontrollable passion. The young chick was with the
man she loved, and she felt safe, felt warm and somewhat drowsy, and
very excited as his gently licking mouth moved like a hungry child’s on
her soft, pliant breasts.

But then, suddenly, one of Bob’s hands left her ripely quivering
breasts and moved on down to stroke her thighs where the hem of her
dress had slipped up. His fingers hungrily traversed the silky soft
skin of her inner thighs, then moved upward, sliding the dress still
higher until the tips of his searching fingers were resting on her
warmly moistened pussyal mound and the white silk of her panties were
glistening in the pale moondark which shone in through the car’s
windshield. Only then did Rhonda feel the 1st stirrings of panic for
Bob had groaned and clamped his lips hard around her rigid nipple while
his other hand squeezed and kneaded the resilient flesh of her naked
young breasts. The squirming young redhead felt confused, uncertain;
she wanted to be rid of his moist warm mouth on her bosom, his lusting
touch on her bare flesh—and yet she didn’t want to be free of it.
For a moment, she was undecided, and that was time enough for Bob to
bunch her dress at her waist and begin caressing the smooth, flat plane
of her exposed belly.

His fingers had slipped inside the efinalic waistband of her panties
almost before Rhonda realized what was happening, and suddenly he was
tugging the flimsy material down, down over her pubic mound, sliding
her panties from beneath her nakedly quivering buttocks. The moist heat
of his palm pressed another timest her hair-covered fuckhole mound, and rippling
waves of erotic pleasure threatened to blank the young chick’s mind
completely of the consequences of his actions. Gently, he insinuated
his outstretched middle finger into the soft, warm pussyal slit up
between her thighs, parting her moistly sensitive pussy lips and probing
at the thin hymeneal membrane which gave mute testimony to her
unsullied reputation. Meanwhile he was using his thumb to tweak the
sensitive nub of her clitoris, teasing over it another time and another time and
causing a sharp cry of commingled fear and intense pleasure to bubble
out of her throat. Her hands in his hair tightened, pulling his head
down harder another timest her breasts even as her voice was repudiating her
actions by moaning, “No, no, no!” over and over.

A whispering, unmistakable sound had filled the car at that moment—the sound of a zipper being pulled hurriedly down as Bob’s hand left
her breast momentarily. Her eyes fluttered open in alarm and, in the
moondark, she saw for the 1st time an erect male organ quivering in
all its awesome passion. Abruptly, the fear routed her lust so that
there was no longer a struggle going on inside her; the sight of his
menacing blood-filled dick decided matters for the terrified young
redhead. She had to stop him right now!

“No!” she cried, trying to twist away from him on the seat. “Bob, for
God’s sake, don’t! Wait a couple more months and we’ll be married!”

“Please, baby, please,” he mumbled, his voice thick with the lust that
was reflected in his dark eyes. His hand was stoking the full length of
his thick monstrous dick now, she could see that, and her efforts to
free herself became more panicky. Her aroused young fiancee was too
strong for her, however, and before she could escape she had been
forced back and down across the car seat. It was then Rhonda felt the
horny head of his lust thickened dick touch her thigh, and she jumped
from the electric contact of pulsating hardness another timest her fevered
skin. Groaning in his uncontrollable passion, Bob began forcing her now
tightly closed legs apart, and the frantically squirming chick could
feel his great pulsating dick trembling like an impossibly large wedge
being driven into and splitting a tinder-dry log. As he rammed it
repeatedly another timest her partially opened thighs.

And then, as if in the throes of some consuming pain, Bob put both of
his big hands on her nakedly quivering breasts, squeezing them
painfully before lowering his head and planting horny, moist kisses upon
the twin mounds, all the while murmuring like a madman, “Oh, oh,
ohhhhhh, God, baby … Oh, Jesus! I’m going to sperm, honey. I can’t help
it!”

She felt his hornyly throbbing dick begin to jerk out of control another timest
her soft white thighs, felt a horny jetting spurt splash another timest the
innocent folds of her fuckhole—another, and another, a whole series of
eruptions that flooded her pussyal area and thighs with sticky semen
that flowed down to pool on the car seat beneath her. Bob had been
mewling and convulsively, twitching on top of her, planting those horny,
liquid kisses on her still quivering breasts as his seed emptied out on
his wildly ejaculating dick onto her naked flesh while she tried to
force him off of her …

Well that had been the beginning, she thought, as she now lay on the
squelching, gurgling water bed, staring the famous senator from
Minnesota in the eye on the television set. What would you know, dear
Senator, she silently asked the gesticulating man on the screen, if you
knew I was laying her on my bed ready to play with myself? The thought
was lewd, indecent and just too enticing to resist! Would you like to
watch me? she thought as she flipped over on her back and let her hands
roam over the hillocks of her curvaceous and golden tan face, the
sixty-odd year old face in front of her transforming into that of her
twenty-five year old lover now back in the Senator’s home state of
Minnesota. With a twinge of dedarkful irony, Rhonda found herself
filled with the same kind of tingling arousal she had felt on that
night with Bob. And oh, how varied and wonderful had their sex life
become since that virginal night! If you only knew, Mamma …

Her mind was beginning to drift with the same kind of mindless
excitement, the same attitude Or not caring about the consequences as
her mind carried her on to further heights of sexual fantasy—to the
feel of Bob’s warmly pulsing dick inside her pussy, to the touch of his
lips and hands on her naked flesh. She began to squirm in the growing
passion on the bed, and her wetly aroused pussy began to secrete its
liquid excitement, moistening her panties as it had that night in the
car. There was a tender aching Up between her legs, and the need for
release of her ever-increasing passion was becoming too strong!

Involuntarily, the young redhead’s hands began to move down another time along
her tautly rippling belly. Knowing what was about to happen, she forced
them up, but they immediately went back down another time as if they were
controlled by the hands of an invisible robot. The inside of her mouth
was dry, and she ran her tongue over her lips several times in an
effort to rid herself of the arid taste. Oh God, this feels so
fantastic, she thought dimly. If Bob were here now I’d fuck his head
off! Oh, to feel him inside of me, so hard and so anxious.

But in that moment she didn’t care what she was working herself up to.
Her hands were moving sensuously around to her front now, moving across
the full firmness of her pliant young breasts. Gradually, she began
opening and closing her legs as she massaged her sensitive mounds of
warm flesh, the sound of the babbling politicians and their insipid
wives seeming to consume her very being. She saw, fascinated, her
own fingers began plucking at the snaps of her bikini bra top; but,
finding them too time consuming, gave up her attempt. Her hands
traveled almost greedily up and down her face now, over the bra-encased
mounds of her breasts, down to her throbbing pubic mound, across the
smoothness of her taut little brown belly.

Rhonda was a tall young woman, with long slender model’s legs and fully
rounded hips and breasts, and her hands seemed to be seeking knowledge
of every inch of her proportionately lovely flesh. She ran her nail
teasingly over the area up between her thighs, arching her long limbs
up and openeding them open to the delicious, forbidden dedarks which
her caresses were instilling within her face. Her mouth was parted, and
her brain was whirling with the heat of her growing lust; she flailed
her head from side to side on the over-sized pillow, her long, red hair
swirling in a tangled cascade of shimmering loveliness. The magazine
she’d been reading was kicked off the bed, as her hands continued their
mad pace up and down, down and around, teasing her now-fevered flesh
into even more intense arousal, her brain alive with lewd thoughts of
her fiancee’s long hard dick sawing in and out of her wetly throbbing
pussy …

Rhonda arched her back, her hands moving behind and beneath her to
quickly unsnap the catches of her bikini top; she had to have her
breasts free, had to touch the rigid nipples without the enspermbrance of
clothing. She pulled the top off, tossed it to the floor beside the
bed, and her hands hungrily engulfed the soft warmth of her alabaster
mounds. Slowly, rhythmically, she began to roll the nipples back and
forth, squeezing them and then releasing them, squeezing, then
releasing …

The entire time she was knowing: No, no, this is wrong, it’s sick!
Rhonda Baker, masturbating like a young chick after she’s read one of
her Daddy’s sex books. But God, it feels good!

Her right hand left her nakedly quivering breast and moved slowly down
over her stomach to the efinalic waistband of her panties. In spite of
her self-recrimination, her shame at what she was doing, she wasn’t
able to stop herself. There was only her urgency now, frantic need for
release from the ever building whirlpools of passions inside her
shamelessly aroused face.

She was drawing her bikini bottoms down, drawing them sensuously over
her pubic mound while her other hand continued to stroke the nipple of
one breast. She raised up on the bed, pulling the wisp of a garment
down to her ankles, her eyes tightly shut, and then pulling them off
completely so that she was completely naked. She lay back another time, one
hand on her breast, the other stroking 1st one thigh, then the other,
carefully avoiding for the moment the moist inferno of lust between her
legs. Then, when she could stand the pressure no longer, her eager hand
shorny to the hornyly pulsating folds of her fuckhole, and pressed another timest the
wet sensitive flesh there and she brought her legs up off the bed and
splayed them wide apart. Her tight little fuckhole was opened wide now as
she gently eased her outstretched finger into her wetly pulsating pussy.

She imagined it was Bob’s hand, his finger touching her there, stroking
her down there. She imagined it was he who was now caressing her hair-
lined pussyal lips until they seemed to be swollen with blood, until her
clitoris was as hard as his dick was hard. She found her sensitive
nerve bud with the tip of her searching finger and began to tease it
back and forth, running the nail around the quivering tip until the
dedark caused her to jackknife her legs back up another timest her chest,
mashing her breasts flat. Her buttocks, white moons of the softest,
most flawless flesh imaginable, jerked and twisted in completely
wantonness beneath her fingering, and the resulting erotic sensations
caused the sweat to bead and shine on her lust-grimacing face, matting
her hematin hair to her scalp.

OH, if only Bob were here! she groaned, through the daze of passion
which controlled her brain. I wish he was here playing with my fuckhole
… I wish he was going to put his dick inside my pussy … and fuck
me, hard, harder until he came and so did I … oh God, I want to sperm
so bad, so bad … Bob, Bob, hurry home, baby.

Faster and faster, Rhonda’s finger banged into her moistly clasping
pussy, deliberately teasing her clitoris and pussyal opening until her
orgasm was only moments away. Her hips thrashed and pounded the
waterbed, making it dip and sway in waves in rhythm to her own waves of
pain-pleasure coursing through her sensitive flesh. There was no guilt,
no shame for her in that frozen period of time; there was only the
wonderful, rapturous feelings of impending climax which were filling
her very soul.

Her Irish Catholic Mamma was no threat to her now.

Chapter 2

Slowly, as she struggled for her climax, an unwelcomed sound penetrated
Rhonda’s lust filled brain: a knocking at the back door … persistent
… almost angry knocking. Now who in the hell could that be? Oh, just
a couple more minutes and I would have sperm, thought Rhonda aggravated
by the intrusion.

Damn! she cursed beneath her breath, then quickly grasped her homecoat
from the foot of the bed as she shivered maddeningly from the
impassioned sensations still electrifying her loins. Who could it be?

“Rhonda … oh, Rhonnndaa!” came the unmistakable throaty female voice
of her neighbor, Marla Cushing.

“Damn it, Marla,” Rhonda thought dejectedly as she slipped into the
robe, hurriedly buttoned it and then gave her hair several quick pats.

“Oh, there you are, honey,” the voice gushed as Rhonda approached the
kitchen door with a forced calm that belied the inner turmoil she felt.

“I hope I didn’t get you away from the television?” the 30-five year old
divorcee continued. Then, not waiting to be invited in, she opened the
door, paused to let her German Shepherd enter 1st and then boldly
stepped in herself.

“No, that’s all right. I was looking at the convention and that’s always
a bore,” she lied.

“That’s good. I hate to be an intrusion,” said the woman in a tone that
clearly indicated that she really wasn’t. Her eyes traveled up and then
down her neighbor’s scantily clad face. “I know you won’t mind …
you’ll have time by yourself now that Bob is gone …”

“Oh, yes …” thought Rhonda, wondering how her nosy neighbor happened
to know that Bob had left for Minneapolis. But then information seemed
to float to Marla’s ears from the wind.

“Would you do me a favor, dear?”

“Like what?”

“Taking care of Cesar here? You see,” she continued to gush excitedly,
then smiled broadly at her own cleverness in handling the matter. “He’s
really no trouble at all, but my brother-in-law and my sister are
coming down and they’re bringing their Doberman along with them. Well,
you can see right off that a Shepherd and Doberman will never be
mates …” Her dark eyes darted upwards another time,” … it’ll only be
until the weekend …” Her eyes dropped, quickly swept the room, then
returned to Rhonda’s.

Rhonda remained motionless for a long moment, digesting the flow of
words which over the months she had become accustomed to. Her eyes
shifted from her shorts and halter clad neighbor to the dog who was
still sitting at his owner’s feet. Finally, Rhonda lifted her glance
another time, studied those of the expectant woman, and said, “You take care
of their dog, and I take care of yours, is that it?” It didn’t seem to
make much sense, all this shuffling of animals, but then Marla was not one
to accept a refusal.

“Okay,” Rhonda leaned back another timest the kitchen counter hands folded
over her chest. “I know what to feed him,” she said looking at the
mangy dog, unkempt and obviously in need of a bath. Other than that, he
was a majestic, handsome animal, well-trained, despite the scatter-
brained owner. Rhonda stepped forward to place a gentling hand on the
other woman and began guiding her toward the door. “I’ll do my best
…”

“Oh, I JUST knew you’d come through, dear,” Marla said happily as she
stodgily approveed herself to be guided toward the door. “You’re so
sweet, just so sweet …”

The door clicked behind her. “Thank you!” came the muffled voice of
Marla, even through the closed door.

For several minutes, Rhonda stood silently, then smiled down at the
handsome animal as she ambled toward her.

“What is it, Cesar?” she cooed softly. “Are you hungry, baby?” she
continued, fuckingly stroking the mighty dog’s head. “Poor thing, having
such a scatter-brain for a mistress …” Rhonda was down on her
haunches now, stroking the dog’s head and looking into his mysteriously
deep, soulful eyes. “Look at you! Why you look as if you haven’t had a
bath for years!” she cooed softly.

The pleasing sound of the young woman’s soft, crooning voice together
with the gentle pressure of her small hand filled Cesar with warm-
hearted relish. Instinctively, he raised his head and began licking her
hand to impart his growing attachment to her.

“Let’s run some bath water for you and then see if there’s anything in
the frig that suits your fancy.”

The intelligent animal whined, almost as if he knew what she was
saying, Rhonda thought, as she embraced him another timest her leg and
continued stroking his head.

Cesar whimpered softly, partially in awareness to her melodious voice
bestowing kindness and love, but even more because he had sensed in his
closeness another timest her, a poignant smell not unfamiliar to him, a heady
scent which immediately inspired trained answers inside his sleek,
muscular face—the person mating aura he had been skillfully educated
by his female owner to recognize … and satisfy.

Her mind still a conglomeration of mixed-veined thoughts, Rhonda opened
the refrigerator and bent down to retrieve a steak bone left from the
special dinner she’d prepared for Bob’s departure, and in celebration
of Sharon’s visit.

Behind the bent figure, Cesar’s head abruptly nudged forward in
beneathneath the hem of her loose homecoat.

Rhonda was frozen into immobility at the feel of the unmistakable cool
wetness of Cesar’s nose high on the softness of her inner thigh! Why
she didn’t jerk upright in shock fear, or at least, a smattering of
self-decorum, she could only lay to the prurient incitement which still
smoldered inside her loins. Instead, she continued to stoop there,
waiting, knowing that the big dog’s head was wedged up beneath her short
robe from behind, animalishy sniffing. And then, the horny unmistakable
lap of his long slippery tongue snaked up another timest her still moistened
pussyal lips! Good God! He’s sensed my erotic state!

It had to be that! His searing tongue felt like a firebrand caressing
the swollen lips of her still feverishly throbbing fuckhole! another time, he
licked, and she hung there in her stooped-over position as he drew the
long wet length of his tongue undeniably between her partially opened
pussyal lips, licking along the entire hair-lined furrow.

Then he growled, softly.

“Wh-what has that strange woman been teaching you, baby?” Rhonda gasped
incredulously.

The massive German Shepherd uttered another muted growl, and the
sensually intoxicated young woman wasn’t sure why … whether for the
bone she held, or because he sensed the rekindled passion up between
her trembling thighs!

Good God! I’ve got to get hold of myself! she thought as she held the
bone out to the attentive dog who accepted it willingly. “Now you be a
good dog,” she said aloud. Then, without a warning, a shiver of lewd
excitement coursed through her face, and for a moment she shook
uncontrollably, staring down at the dumb animal … and wondering. Then
she turned and made shakily for the bathroom.

Chapter 3

Rhonda could not repress a sharp twinge of excitement as she made her
way to the bathroom with the furry German shepherd right behind her now
and occasionally brushing another timest her naked legs. The feel of his rough
fur along her slick skin sent sensual shivers all the way up her soft
inner thighs and into the redly crinkled outskirts of her love-starved
fuckhole. She felt faintly confused by this curious sensation and her
subsequent reaction, but still was not prepared at the conscious level
to admit to herself that she found this wild and strange animal
erotically intoxicating. The timing had been too best; almost as if
her nosy neighbor had been peeking through the window and waiting for
the right moment to tempt her. From stories she’d heard about the
seperated woman, a borderline alcoholic who chain-smoked cigarettes and
invited delivery boys into her apartment for hours at a time, Rhonda
would not be surprised at anything.

“Well, here we are, handsome,” she said as they entered the bathroom.
And then, because she always did this, it seemed the natural thing for
her to drop her homecoat from her lovely face, revealing her sleekly
proportioned flesh in all Titian desirability.

Cesar’s big brown eyes fairly flared at this exotic and spell binding
presentation of feminine loveliness. Unhindered now, the heady scent of
her hungering fuckhole wafted clearly to him and made his loins pulse with
an answering desire.

Rhonda turned, feeling her cheeks flush hornyly as she realized that
Cesar’s burning horny eyes were upon her as she stood there naked. That
brutish animal might have been her Bob, gazing at her lusciously naked
face, for all the attentiveness he was relishing upon her. She glanced
instinctively into the cabinet mirror, and then looked away. There was
certainly no harm in disrobing before this animal! She looked at her
firm highly-set breasts. No, of course not. After all, it was not as if
it were a man she was alone with, was it?

Laughing nervously, the redheaded woman bent down and gave Cesar a
dark fondling around his snout. “You little devil, you,” she giggled.
“You’ve got eyes that get right up between a woman’s legs, don’t you?”

Cesar gave a muffled whine and licked her hand. Rhonda really liked the
dog now, and he reminded her of a animal she had as a child. Another
German shepherd, though a female. Besides, any admirer was better than
the television set and those silly politicians. Feeling like Venus as
she appraised her own voluptuous face in the surrounding mirrors, she
realized that even Bob hadn’t looked at her supple, curvaceous flesh
like that in a long time. Was that fair?

Smiling seductively at herself, she shook out her long, glowing red
hair. Then she turned away from Cesar towards the bathtub, presenting
to him the juicy rounds of her buttocks, which joggled tantalizingly
before his longing eyes as she moved back the bath curtain and then
bent over in order to turn on the faucets.

From this position Cesar could make out just the barest wisps of her
pubic hair poking back between her quivering thighs to the juncture of
her smoothly formed ass cheeks, and he snorted hornyly in familiar
anticipation.

Rhonda meanwhile had cut off the drain and found a suitable temperature
for the water. She moved it around with her hands to be sure it
wouldn’t be too horny or too cold for the doggey, who was to be her
companion for the next couple of days. And in that moment of complete
and vulnerable exposure, with her naked buttocks jutting lewdly back
toward Cesar’s face, the young woman had an experience that would have
been predictable for a woman of wider sexual experience, but which
Rhonda Baker constituted perhaps the most shattering physical adventure
she had ever had—or thought about in her entire life.

For, in that moment suspended between time and space, poised with all
of her lusciously tempting nakedness undulating in sexual promise over
the bath, she suddenly felt the horny, swiping tongue of an animal moving
wetly from an artful point just below her curl-fringed fuckhole lips,
stroking ardently through her quiescently enduring pussyal furrow, and
up sharply through the cleft in her buttocks to flick and poke expertly
at her virginal ass! This time there was no prompting for the lewd
behavior: no steak bone wielded temptingly in front of his sensitive
and hungry nose, no “good doggie” talk to be reciprocated.

“Aarrgghhh!” Rhonda groaned, as her fuckhole became alive with the
aftershocks of her near orgasm before her neighbor had intruded. And
now this reaction all because of a … German shepherd, a dog she’d
only seen a few times in the past.

This was outrageous! Before she could get a grip on herself, the
brutish animal repeated his lewd act, this time curling his tongue like
a scroll and pushing it obscenely up through the hair-lined lips of her
burning horny pussy. Rhonda held on to the edge of the bathtub trying to
collect her thoughts.

This was not even remotely similar to anything else sexual she’d ever
experienced, and she had thought she and Bob were sexually liberal!
This dog was putting her to the test! But Cesar’s sudden action worked
on her just as if she had let out this obscene growl of lascivious
dedark which came from she knew where.

“Cesar. Good dog!” Without a thought as to whether he would bite, she
reached in back of her and tried to push his snout away. But the feel
of his cold wet muzzle in her fingers and between her buttocks was a
2nd sensation so electrically erotic and stimulating that it could
not be tolerated for longer than a single instant.

And, in that instant, the single-minded stray continued his depraved
behavior with another horny, wet swiping lap up through her torrid pussyal
cleft to flick up maddeningly like a leather whip at her sensitive
nether entrance.

A fierce primitive groan of sensuality escaped Rhonda’s parted lips
once more, but, by now, she had also begun mumbling various incoherent
prayers in her head, trying to distract herself. In a small way this
seemed to work, and she managed miraculously to work up the strength
from her tortured limbs to push herself up from the bath. This also
tended to force the dog’s snout somewhat more snugly between her cleft
moon buttocks, and the threat of attack at her ass sent off another
furious thrill deep in her loins and immediate feelings of self-
recrimination set in.

What would Bob know if he knew he’d been replaced by a dog?

“Get away—oh God, Cesar! Get away! Can’t you see what you’re doing
to me?”

Her limbs felt so weak and helpless she couldn’t believe it. It was as
if she had become almost paralyzed with some illness in her muscles.
But her imprecations to the dog seemed to have done some good, for the
powerful animal now took her seriously and backed off across the
bathroom tiles away from her.

Indeed, Cesar was well-trained enough to know when a person really meant
her protests and when she didn’t. When he sensed that his beautiful new
redheaded mistress actually was serious about wanting a respite, he
backed off immediately. He had learned through long experience as well
that it was not wise to force the issue with a female who was not quite
ready. A smart dog and well able to play the waiting game, he sat down
on his haunches in one corner of the bathroom and stared at her with
his muzzle resting on his paws and his big dark eyes brooding and
thoughtful. He would wait for her. Forever, if need be …

Especially now that his mistress, the one next door, had replaced him
for the weekend with her sister’s dog. He’d show her he wouldn’t be
left out in the cold with no warm, sweet-smelling woman to cuddle up to
at night!

Visibly shaken, Rhonda managed to straighten up and find her way to a
standing position. She steadied herself as best she could with one hand
on the tub, then sat down on its edge until she could get her breath.
She would have sat down of the toilet seat, across the way, but her
muscles had turned to jelly, and she was huffing and puffing and her
heart pounding as if she’d just run the three-minute mile.

“So … you … so that’s what you … you do … shame!”

It seemed like years before the thousand vibrating pieces her loins had
smattered into finally came back together another time, and even then they
continued to jump for some time before she could get to her feet another time.
Still intent on giving her new charge a bath, she staggered over to the
sink to get a brush, rubbing her thighs tightly together in an attempt
to kill some of the terrible pressure that was building between her
shivering legs.

“You—you sexy dog,” she said, only mildly cross and really less
cross that she thought she should be, shaking the brush at him. “You
must never do that another time. You hear? Or you’re going back to that crazy
mistress of yours … for keeps! Somehow, I really don’t know you want
to do that …” The final was said with a half-smile.

Cesar cringed down on the tile and looked up at her with woeful eyes.
He wanted to please his new mistress, and couldn’t beneathstand her
sudden burst of anger—she had smelled so ready for him. What was the
matter?

Rhonda glanced at herself in the mirror. Her face had gone completely
crimson and she was surprised to see that her nipples had tautened
another time. If that was the effect of a little playful show of affection by
a charming dog like this one, then Bob had definitely left her alone
one night too long! defenatly the dog had meant nothing sexual by it—dogs always licked people when they were happy. If she hadn’t been in
such an unusual position he might have licked her face, or her hand. It
was natural for him to be so demonstrative.

But not so natural for her to be blushing so hornyly and aroused to the
extent that her loins felt as if they were filled with honey. She had
to get a grip on herself.

“Come here,” she said imperiously to the dog, pointing at the floor in
front of her.

Cesar got up obediently and went over to her standing at attention with
his tongue panting out. Then he was thrilled another time as his beautiful
mistress got down on her knees, her milk-white breasts ballooning
nakedly another timest his furry face as she began brushing out his snarled
and filthy coat.

Rhonda could not keep back a shiver of excitement as the erotically
stiffened tips of her breasts brushed back and forth over Cesar’s
shaggy, unkempt face, his fur tickling titillatingly at the already
sensitive puckered little nerve buds. Her breasts had always been
unusually tender and the feel of his muscular canine face another timest her
smooth, sleek white flesh was totally unlike anything the yearning
redhead had ever experienced before. She couldn’t label it either. It
was not obscene—and yet it was. It was warmth and affection and
beneathstanding and love, and all the thousand and one cozy things that
dogs and persons find together, and yet it was more than that. And she
liked the feel. “Why hadn’t she thought of getting a dog herself?

“Now … is that better?” she crooned, her nostrils flaring without her
certain knowledge, the outer well of her fuckhole becoming quietly flooded
with moisture as it poised in readiness for some obscure, unnamable
thing. She ran the brush through Cesar’s rough coat, straightening out
the snarls and making it smooth and sleek another time, as it should be. Of
course, he hadn’t known what he was doing. He was just a dumb animal.
He couldn’t have had any idea what his licking of her responsive fuckhole
was doing to her. After all, he wasn’t a man.

Not that she had ever permitted her fiancee to do anything so filthy.
Oh sure, though, Bob had tried, begged her, but she’d always managed to
talk him out of it at the final minute, asking him to wait for marriage.

But if such a thing could be so wildly stirring, could it be that it
was she who was wrong, to have put him off? She was getting all mixed
up.

But this was all harmless. If she was aroused it was merely for Bob …
then, too, there was that little stretch of time on the waterbed when
he had gotten so horny.

“There, is that better?” she asked as she finished giving Cesar’s coat
its 1st set of strokes, swinging her long red hair back over her
shoulder.

Only to have Cesar answer by abruptly turning his head and darting out
his long thick tongue to wash wetly and intoxicatingly across her
beginled open mouth. “Why—!” But before she could finish, his tongue
had artfully inserted itself between her lush red lips and he was
French kissing her, stuffing that long wet tongue all the way into her
mouth, licking at her even white teeth and all around the sides of her
gasping mouth.

She tried to fend him off by gripping his shaggy fur around his neck,
but instead found herself responding in a way that was wholly
unexpected. His kiss was so like Bob’s—except for the size of his
tongue, which of course, was so much bigger—that she couldn’t seem
to keep herself from kissing him back. She licked on his tongue
luxuriously, and licked it all over with instinctive adoration of its
dominating maleness. And instead of pulling away, her softly mounded
breasts pressed themselves snug into the warmth of his fur, and she
felt a wave of warm pussyal moisture shoot down from her loins in
natural feminine answer.

But this was terrible! The urge to lie down on the bathroom floor and
opened her legs for him—for this dog!—was overwhelming!

Rhonda was incredulous! She had known that she was in a mildly turned-
on state, but hadn’t guessed for a minute that desire could be
unleashed so awesomely like this, with the swiftness and force of a
mighty river breaking through its own floodgates and spilling forward
in a great tidal wave of emotion.

It seemed like an endless decade for a kiss. She couldn’t seem to get
her breath. She knew that the wetness from her hopelessly aroused pussy
was seeping into the already tangled red curls of her pubic hair, but
she couldn’t seem to do anything about it. Her breasts were alive with
a throbbing that threatened to break her heaving chest and her hard
little nipples ached to be licked. Indeed, she probably, wouldn’t have
been able to tear herself away if suddenly the water in the bathtub
hadn’t threatened to overflow. As it was, she was barely able to break
from Cesar’s passionate animal kiss and rush to the taps in time.
Turning them both off, she whirled around just in time to keep Cesar
from pushing his snout up another time between her legs.

“I know you now, you—you lecher,” she warned him, shaking her finger
at him. “You know just what you’re doing, don’t you? Well, you’re not
going to do it another time—not here. You can try that on some of your
other women mates. Don’t you feel any shame?”

But Cesar only grinned malevolently and she realized with a quickening
of her overexcited heart that she had taken the wrong tack.

“Well,” she sniffed, “you’ve really hurt my feelings. But anyway, I
promised you a bath and that’s what you’re going to get. Get in the
tub.”

Cesar put his forelegs on the edge of the bath and with an effortless
little shuffle born of long experience he clambered over the edge with
his hind legs, too, to tall with a splash into the soapy, warm water.

“Well, there’s just a little too much water, but you stay there and
behave yourself while I take the plug out. I’m warning you …”

The big dog grinned, his large tongue lolling out. True to her word,
she saw him carefully as she removed the stopper and some of the
water gurgled out until the bath was only half full! Cesar stood
quietly looking at her from the other end of the tub; his dark eyes
shining with both love and confusion at his new keeper’s actions. What
was the matter? Didn’t she want to play? Why had she scolded him so
harshly? Maybe this was a new game.

Even though she now had some inkling of the dog’s lecherous intentions,
it hadn’t quite registered with Rhonda just precisely in what danger
she was. She hadn’t bothered to put on her robe. So despite all the
warning she had, Rhonda was still to some extent blissfully unaware of
the true situation as her canine visitor waited in patience with his
big brown eyes trained unnervingly on her. Her naked breasts swayed
hypnotically before him, just a tongue’s length away from his open
mouth, and the tantalizing scent of her loins was driving Cesar crazy.
Now, as she began to soap up a large sponge, getting on her knees at
the side of the tub, the tormented dog’s dick jerked and bounced with
anticipation, filling hornyly with blood.

The sponge foamed with lather as she squeezed it. Now she was ready. He
would get a bath and that would be the end of it. So she filled the
sponge with water another time and another time as she ran it over his heavy animal
face, squeezing the lather out all over him. The water dripped down
from his crown, over his back, along his rib cage, over his quivering
tail, and finally down along a gleaming red point which Rhonda was
surprised to find emerging from beneath his belly.

So she looked more closely. Then it occurred to her that it was her
curiosity to begin with that had prompted her to bring the dog into the
bath in the 1st place. She had entertained, subconsciously, thoughts
about canine sex. But how it had backfired! She had learned more about
canine sex in the final five minutes than she thought she would want to
know in her entire lifetime!

And then she saw it—Cesar’s gradually stiffening dick peeping redly
from its soft hairy surrounds. So this was what a dog’s dick looked
like … and in that instant the naive young woman was hypnotized with
curiosity. Unknowingly, her hands began to soap more and more beneath
and around the furry pointed sheath of his loins, and in another moment
her hands had actually fondled Cesar’s testicles and bumped another timest his
slowly expanding organ.

She was really surprised that the dog could have such large testicles,
and more than a little alarmed at the way his dick was growing. By now
her curiosity was fully aroused. She found herself wondering how large
his organ might be when it reached complete, blood-hardened hard-on.
It was already sticking out several inches from its furry hiding place.

More and more her hands and fingers came to squeeze and stroke Cesar’s
rapidly expanding member, and with each fleeting caress it seemed to
get bigger and bigger. Unknown to her conscious mind, her hands fondled
his genitals along with the sponge which ostensibly she was using to
wash him.

Now Rhonda was also finding herself becoming more and more excited.
Cesar had such a beautiful face, with such strong sleek muscles. She
admired his handsome canine head, and couldn’t help but know back to
that fiery kiss he had given her. Why, it was ridiculous, but if the
water hadn’t been running over the edge of the tub, the silly dog might
have seduced her with that kiss!

But what was she knowing of? A dog couldn’t seduce a woman. And yes,
Cesar very definitely had a dick, she could see that. Rhonda gulped,
her throat feeling very dry. A wave of curious excitement washed
through her loins at the sight of the dog’s gleaming red dick. My God!
It was getting bigger than Bob’s! And it was still expanding!

What would it feel like to have such a massive thing pounding deep up
inside her? Her pussyal walls felt all fluttery just contemplating it.
Bob wouldn’t be here to make love to her for so long, that her mind
seemed fixated on the subject of sex—had been since he’d kissed her
good-bye. And now that she was alone with this majestic German
shepherd, her mind was jumbled with incoherent thoughts of indulgence
in things forbidden and obscene.

The trembling redhead wondered idly if Cesar had ever banged a woman.
Was it the same as fucking another dog? How did it make him feel? Did
he have any emotional attachment to Marla for that reason? Had the
other women found themselves in the very position she was in now …
and what had they done? Had they let him fuck them? God! There was no
denying it—Cesar had driven her crazy with his sneaky but expert
licking of her fuckhole just a few moments ago. But defenatly there couldn’t
be anymore than that between a woman and a dog … or could there?

She felt her breath coming faster and faster. There was no denying now
that the viscous secretions of her pussy were flowing rapidly at a truly
remarkable rate. It occurred to her another time that she was alone here with
Cesar and would be the whole day … daily too, and that whatever
happened here between them was more of a secret by far than anything
she might do with a person male. She had been knowing about
masturbating … hadn’t she? Why not let an animal do it for her?

She needed it, needed a man’s hard horny dick sliding wetly in and out
of her aching pussy. She needed something! A dog like Cesar, being mute,
was bestly discreet. Whatever happened here today was their secret,
foolish or wise or silly. No one would ever know.

No one would ever know.

Rhonda blushed nervously. She had the most terrible guilty feeling in
her fluttering belly. What on earth was she knowing of? She wanted to
giggle and race around the home naked. The most terrible feeling of
abandon was in her, making her already quivering breasts rise and fall
in heavy gasps.

By now Cesar’s swollen dick had come spinning out through the soap suds
to grow to truly astounding proportions. Rhonda’s long-fingered hands
groped and massaged obscenely beneath the dog’s belly, feeling along
the entire fearfully pulsing length of his dick. She was quite
fascinated at the way his dick tapered up to the tip. A dick like that
promised a fresh thrill with each new inch, and, it was fiercely
exciting to the mesmerized woman to know that her touch was producing
this fantastic bestial arousal. She could feel his testicles throbbing
in her gently cupping palms, and she knew they were churning with sperm
inside.

For a moment she seemed to go dizzy. It was wildly erotic to be
fondling the dog’s sexual equipment, and probably illicit as well. But
if no one would ever know, did it matter?

She gasped and trembled as his dick continued to burst in size. Taking
her other hand out of the bath for a moment, she reached down and
pushed her middle finger across the warm sticky lips of her pussy,
finding them moist and swollen and the tender curls of her fuckhole hair
drenched with her passionate—secretions. She was alarmed and excited
all put together. If only there was some way to satisfy herself—her
cravings were flying altogether out of control now. She desperately
needed something shoved up into her waiting fuckhole … and now!

Cesar whimpered and her attention was drawn back to him. “Was I
neglecting you, my darling?” she cooed, both her hands once more
milking his desire-enlarged dick and balls. His dick looked almost a
good eight inches long now, and as she ran her thumb and forefinger
over its slippery length, measuring it, she couldn’t keep back a
yearning sigh at its wonderful feel.

“I’ll bet you beneathstand a woman and her needs, don’t you, Cesar?” she
murmured softly. “You’ve got a marvelous dick there. Any woman would be
proud and happy to have a dick like yours inside her pussy …”

Cesar whimpered as if in beneathstanding. He wasn’t quite sure what she
was saying, but the silken tone of her voice and the way her fingers
were stroking his aching dick were driving him insane.

“Do most women like you to fuck them with that, precious?” And she
pronounced the lewd word seductively with her tongue glorying in the
wicked sound of it. Then she tickled his dick until some sperm oozed
from the tip onto her fingers, and the urge to lick it was terrific.
“Its like a club. Oh, Lord, what’s coming over me? But you know, don’t
you baby, because you’re the one who’s causing it to come over me …
You’ve wanted it all along, right! You little devil!”

Cesar seemed to laugh, and then suddenly his long, pink tongue darted
forward to insert itself through her open lips. This time Rhonda was
another time taken completely by surprise, and in addition she was still
holding the dog’s massive member in her hand, and this made his kiss
doubly exciting.

Her fuckhole hair was becoming literally drenched with her honey-like
pussyal moisture and he thrust his enormous tongue backward into her
throat and began seemingly fucking her mouth with it. Lifting his
foreleg, he pawed at her nakedly heaving breasts, scratching at her
sensitive nipples until Rhonda could not keep back a heartfelt moan of
pure ecstasy.

Her pussy felt like it was on fire. There was no way to escape. She had
to admit it to herself now—yes, she loved this exciting kiss! And
she would have banged anything that walked in that door!

Chapter 4

“But, lover—Cesar, oh …” the sex-hungry redhead gasped
incoherently, not knowing who, or what or where she was. All she knew
was that this powerfully demanding animal kiss was making her pussy
literally churn with lust. Her hornyly quivering thighs felt as if they
were disintegrating, while the moisture of her passion trickled by the
seeming cupful from her wildly tingling walls and trembling pussy lips
to soak into her already thickly soaked red pubic hair.

Her hands seemed to be moving helplessly, wonderingly all over the
dog’s magnificent furry face as he stood there so motionlessly in the
bath. Her tremulous breasts felt swollen to bursting and as if they
were being caressed by hundreds of small hands. She licked lingeringly
all the while on his long, fluid tongue, all the time repeating to
herself over and over another time: no one will ever know, no one will ever
know …

Her fingers reached down in the water to release the plug and send the
water rushing down the drain. Her loins were so inflamed that she
didn’t see how she could wait a single 2nd longer without going out
of her mind. Especially now that Cesar was somewhat spruced up and
smelled so fresh and clean. She hoped and supposed that it wouldn’t
take much to get him to lap at her pussy another time. Maybe that would relieve
some to the terrible tickling and itching in her loins … Oh God, what
on earth was she knowing? But no, no, it was true. She would let him
if he tried another time. She just had to have some relief!

Rhonda was amazed and alarmed as the bath water ran out to discover
just how masterfully hung her home guest was. It was one thing to be
caressing his dick with her hands when it was partially concealed with
lather and soapy water, but quite another to be seeing it without
anything to obscure its powerful size.

For the moment she felt just the sdarkest fear—a fear of the sort
natural to a virginal chick who is not quite sure that her snug, tender
young insides are adequate to the task of receiving a full-sized, lust-
engorged dick. She wanted to laugh out loud. At her age, to be as
apprehensive as a sacrificial virgin!

Her hands reached for the panting German shepherd and helped him to
clamber over the edge of the tub, then saw him wildly spray water
all over the bathroom as she shook himself in the center of the rug.
She wasn’t quite sure what she wanted of him, or what he wanted of her,
or what they wanted of each other, but whatever it was, now was the
time for it.

“Hurry, lover,” she whispered, blowing warmly into one of his pointed
ears until Cesar quivered with horny dedark. “Hurry, come in here with
me and let’s lay down on my nice water bed. Let’s see what we can do
for each other. You’ve got to help me, Cesar, before I go crazy!” Her
hands brushed fondly up and down along his sleek wet back, growing more
urgent and excited by the minute. She had to get him to lick her pussy
if it was the final thing she ever did! No one would ever know!

“Hurry, darling!” she moaned, moving swiftly to the door of her
bedroom. Now that her mind was made up and she was spinning hopelessly
over the edge of obscene and illicit desire, she was in no mood to wait
a single 2nd longer. She had fought mightily with all her willpower
to resist this forbidden thing, whatever it was, but it was no use. She
had her needs and they were driving her mad, and felt totally willing
to give in now that she had adequately rationalized away her depravity.
She decided that her sanity was at stake, and consequently, almost any
debauchery was justified in her mind. She had to save her mental health
in order to continue living from day to day. After all, it was
completely Bob’s fault, the dirty wretch, for leaving her alone with
nothing to know about except their wedding plans and her sexual needs.
“In here, quickly.”

The full-bodied young woman held the bathroom door open for Cesar, then
closed it tightly behind him. The big dog stared at the television set
that still hummed with the roll call from the fifty states, and then he
paused at the edge of the water bed, not quite certain if that’s what
his new mistress meant for him to do.

“Come on, up, up …”

Rhonda found herself thrilling as she saw his powerful form moving
about so god-like and forceful. Cesar was a law unto himself. He knew
nothing about making a living or providing for her, or about real
estate or anything else. He was just a marvelous animal who had been
born for this moment and none other.

She didn’t hesitate a minute, but moved quickly across the caranimaled
floor, her cheeks flushed with both excitement and anxiety. What on
earth was she doing? Would she be able to look at herself in the mirror
daily? Oh God, did it even matter?

“Move over,” she commanded, and he did so as she lay down on one side
of the big waterbed. Then she raised up her knee and slowly inched her
voluptuously proportioned face over toward the center of the gurgling
bed. Cesar leaped joyously out of the way, clambering over her legs
while she got herself into position.

At final! At final she was ready. This was action he could beneathstand!

By now Rhonda’s long milk-white legs were completely opened open in the
center of the bed, and she approveed herself a luxury she hadn’t had time
to finish, pressing her two fingers in between her steaming wet pussyal
lips and driving them deep inside her churning pussy until a stifled
groan of desire broke from her lips that was like the sound of a great
amen.

That was it, she thought dreamily as she gently pistoned her fingers in
and out of her seeping pussy. This was what she had been waiting for.
This was what all her unrequited passion had been building to.
Hopefully, this time there would be no intrusion.

She tried to ready for him as she finger-banged herself in a frenzy of
satisfying lust. Why had she denied herself before. Why had she felt
funny masturbating in front of the television screen? She couldn’t
remember now, and anyway, it didn’t matter.

“Cesar … please … help me … do what you did before … please
…”

But the handsome and dashing dog merely looked down at her with a
superior air, appearing to be waiting for something. What was it? What
more did he need?

“Lick me,” she blurted out blatantly, surrendering. “Lick my pussy.”

The big dog appeared to laugh, and then his head inclined and he moved
forward between her scissor-opened legs. With a single long, swiping
movement, his snout went down and forward, and then his tongue was
snaking out lizard-like and whipping through the moist wet furrow of
her vulnerably opened pussy, ripping her soul to shreds.

“Aaarrrggghhh,” she groaned, her beautiful red-tressed head flailing
backwards, her pelvis region thrusting upward to meet his ardent
tongue. She had done it now, debased herself—and it was wonderful!
There was no need turning back. And in a sense she must have realized
that from the 1st moment she felt her belly trembling when she gazed
down into the dark limpid pools of his horny and sexy brown eyes. The
rest had been courtship. She knew now that she wanted this thing—this marvelous thing—no matter how obscene or illicit it was.
Indeed, the very forbiddenness of their situation added a measure of
excitement that was exotic in the bizarre. As the big dog’s tongue
lapped through her warmly seeping fuckhole slit, her glistening pussyal
lips clung to it like a woman clutching at her lover. The rough texture
of his tongue seemed to magnetically bind her tender pussyal folds to
it.

And then Cesar did something that was so fiercely exciting and
intoxicating it fairly took her breath away. For all of a sudden that
fearful furry seducer drove his cold wet snout right up into her
steaming fuckhole flesh, wedging it in as deeply as he could. Then when
he’d done that he began punctuating his snout in and out of her
convulsing pussy with a savagely swift, staccato-like movement.

“Oh! Oh! Oh!” she screamed. “What are you doing to me?” she demanded to
know as he punched his snout in and out between her legs with machine-
gun like thrusts. This was wild, crazy. He left her with no room to
alter, cajole or implore. This was just the most furious, wonderful
fuck of her loins she’d ever encountered. The mind-drugging, soul-
dredging tattoo of his snout fucking back and forth another timest her
vulnerable and open pussy sent her half way towards her orgasm before
she knew what hit her.

Rhonda had never had any experience like this before. Usually Bob made
love to her very affectionately before he even considered putting his
thick, blood-swollen dick into her pussy. But this brutish animal was
actually raping her with his nose! And she was fucking every minute of
it!

Frantic with desire, she gripped his ears wildly and tried to drag his
face all the way up inside her. And all the while she was moaning as if
she were delirious with fever.

“Oh, oh, Daaarrrllling!” she crooned, her head flailing from side to
side and her long red hair flying madly around the pillow. This was
totally the most mind-splitting experience she’d ever had. His snout
was pumping in and out of her loins like an oil driller, making her
lust spiral higher and higher with each lewd bestial thrust. She could
feel the bristly hairs all around his handsome jaw, whisking in and out
of her pussy as if they were going to rip her to pieces. But the pain
didn’t matter. Nothing did. There was only this wonderful feeling in
her loins which had turned her face to jelly. Only that mattered and
nothing else.

Rhonda knew she was acting like a depraved whore, with her pelvis
gyrating obscenely over the stray dog’s crazily raping snout, but she
didn’t care. “Yesssss,” she hissed over and over, not even conscious of
what she was saying. The passion-drugged redhead squirmed and twisted
voluptuously on the bed and thrashed her face all over her lover-dog’s
face like a woman gone mad, heaving her firmly mounded breasts up and
back with primeval desire. The needs of her flesh had taken complete
control, shoving all other considerations far into the background

The eager German shepherd whimpered with growing need, feeling his new
mistress responding beneath him. Occasionally when she glanced
downwards she could glimpse his thickening red dick slipping ever so
sdarkly more from its well-concealed sheath, the tiniest drop of milk-
white sperm glistening in its red beveled tip.

A savage shudder of pure desire rippled through Rhonda’s hopeless
turned on flesh. She was almost there now, and the sight of her furry
lover’s enormous dick forced her still higher. The sheer eroticism of
her mad situation made her feel giddy to the point of weightlessness.
Here she was, lying on her own bed in her own bedroom, being ruthlessly
banged by a dog! But it didn’t matter. The terrible, frustrating tingle
in her loins was being swamped by other equally tormenting sensations.
And here was the means, secret and discreet, for satisfying her lewd
desires.

Her hornyly seeping red-fringed fuckhole seemed to be carried away on a tide
of sensuality. “Cesar!” she panted breathlessly. “That’s it, darling!
OH, baby!” But the sounds of her gasping throat came like a choking
gurgle, so that she herself couldn’t even identify the strange sounds
coming out of her mouth.

Her smoky, lust-glazed eyes peered down at her handsome canine lover
through a veil of lewd and lascivious yearning. Then her eyes glazed as
wave after wave of unbearable pleasure inundated her pleasure-starved
loins. A spot of licentious saliva appeared on her burning crimson
lips. Every move of the muscular animal waxing so hungrily between the
shivering legs made her thighs feel like water. All of her flesh seemed
to have disintegrated with weakness and the sheer force of her passion.
There was raging conflagration within her hair-fringed pussy that
dominated her soul totally and without mercy. Frenetic sensations of
pure desire seemed to be ripping her apart.

“Darling … oh good … that’s it … ohhhh … ohhhh, make your
mistress happy …” she tremblingly thrilled beneath his lavish nasal
fucking. Her fuckhole was so moist and flowing with passion she was scared
she might faint from sheer joy.

And then he went back to licking her another time. Rhonda uttered a mindless
little cry of pure heaven as her canine darling’s long, thick tongue
suddenly snaked out, curling wetly at its tip as it searchingly splayed
open the fervid, sensitive lips of her lasciviously waiting pussy. And
then before she could get her head back together, Cesar had laved his
way all the way down to the very mouth of her lust-inflamed fuckhole,
separating wetly the soft, hair-fringed folds, drawing with a scorching
heat upward and in between the swollen lips, and then finishing with an
agonizingly electrifying twist at the delicate little bud of her
already hornyly vibrating clitoris!

Rhonda gurgled like a baby, out of her mind with ecstasy.
“Aaaarrrgggmmurfffgghhh …” This was unlike any other feeling in the
world. She wanted to burn up in it! Pressing her fingers into his soft
furry crown, she goaded him on as his lewdly lapping tongue assaulted
her most secretive inner recesses. another time and another time the handsome brute
repeated his burning lingual caress, dragging gasps of pure
lasciviousness from the sex-intoxicated woman. His obscenely stroking
tongue splayed through the wideopened crevice of her shivering white
thighs, singeing her exposed and vulnerable loins which were humping so
lewdly up into his face, her soft, sparse-curled pubic mound seething
with primitive sexual debauchery.

By now Cesar’s erotic lapping of her blazing pussy had left Rhonda no
better than a gibbering, whimpering idiot, wild to feel every final
stroke of that long artful tongue of her crazy-mad to know every final
thrilled mind-bending sensation that flowed from his electrified tip.
Cesar’s furry head was pursuing her fuckhole with an adoration she had
never known from her own fiancee.

As for the German shepherd, he was going wild with desire himself. His
enormous dick, red and angry-looking, was now fully exposed and bobbing
gently with lewd intent. And if he hadn’t been well trained by someone
long gone to work his mistresses up to fever pitch, he would have done
as he wished and sunk the entire bone-hard rod of his dick deep into
her, right to the hilt.

But he knew from vast experience what to do and he did it ruttishly,
his long wet tongue slavering through her red-curling fuckhole hair, then
up in scroll-form through her eagerly responding pussyal flesh to flick
artfully at the ecstasy-drenched clitoris at Rhonda’s cream-white
thighs shivered with longing.

The lustful scent of her loins made the dog’s sensitive nostrils flare,
and he lapped at her loins with increasing urgency, drawing up all of
the tender hair-fringed folds and then letting them slap back another time
like liquid rubber. The moist pink flanges quivered with expectancy,
tremulous with desire for him, as the German shepherd’s heart beat
frantically and his dick felt as if it were bursting.

“You darling …” she hissed mindlessly, lost in a lust-drugged fit.
“That’s it, lap my pussy … oh, oh, you sweet baby … that’s it …”
She murmured endearments through passion-clenched teeth, her slender
white neck straining, her hips pumping upward into his face, and her
long legs thrashing. Her eyes were tightly shut, and her beautiful head
lolled from side to side on the pillow, rolling all of her long red
hair back and forth over her milky smooth shoulders. A small blue vein
throbbed ardently in her temple as all of her mature lust-ridden face
gave itself over to pure sensuality. The sheer exquisite joy of having
her loins ransacked by this handsome animal was incomparable.

“Darling! Ohhh … love me to death! Lick me … oh God, I’m dying …
God … don’t stop … oh … oh … Rhonda will sperm in a minute lover
… don’t stop … faster … faster … lick my pussy … oh … God
… you’re … Ohhhhhh … chickEEEEE!”

All the nerve endings in her sex-taut face seemed to be shrieking out
for completion … but only … only the most wonderful blinding orgasm
… would … ohhhh … ohhhh … ohhhh …

Rhonda had never known the equal of this lewd, feverish sensation which
had made such a furnace of her belly. The fluid pussyal channel between
her legs that became a raging rivulet at floodtide. The full, sensually
swollen mounds of her breasts felt as if they were bursting with milk.
Each time he lapped through her hair-fringed fuckhole, her belly convulsed
with new lust.

Her groans deepened with each long drawn-out lap of her pussy, mingling
with the lewd liquid noises of his tongue between her legs, and filling
the bedroom in a crescendo of carnal release. With one elbow, the
wildly groaning redhead raised herself momentarily to watch her animal-
lover, then fell backward another time with a happy sigh. Her feverish brain
had become a blank to everything except his tongue, and her breathing
now came ragged, sharply punctuated gasps. She was trapped by an
obscene emotion that had no name. Then there was a swift, whooshing
intake of her breath, as Cesar’s irresistibly searching tongue splurted
out between her widely opened buttocks to worm its way up between her
tingling ass cheeks to her snug little anal mouth, where it lewdly
burrowed in as deep as it could!

The voluptuously proportioned redhead was wracked with agony as she
twisted and turned on the waterbed that lifted and bounced like a ship
on winter seas. Her molten horny breasts heaved sensuously from side to
side. Blissfully the dog’s tongue continued splaying open the hornyly
welcoming flesh—then lunging in a maddening invading curl all the
way up into the primitively clutching heat of her craving fuckhole!
“Aaaaaarrrggghhh!”

Rhonda moaned with anguish, a moan that seemed not to have any ending.
Her entire pussyal regions spasmed with burning energy like an exploding
sun, and opening her sex-drugged eyes to feed lustfully on the obscene
spectacle of Cesar’s tongue lapping so madly between her shivering
white thighs only served to increase the maddening quiver of her belly.
She groaned giddily, everything inside her struggling for the climax
that was just out of reach. Her hornyly smoldering flesh seemed to be
burning up in its own juices with each maddening lick and flick of the
strange German shepherd’s well-trained tongue!

Cesar licked deliriously, whining the whole time, his tongue lashing
her naked flesh like a whip, penetrating deeply through the warm, moist
hair-fringed folds between her obscenely bucking thighs. He slavered
thirstily in her ever-flowing pussyal secretions, adoring her melodious
sighs and moans and groans as they broke about his head in a tidal wave
of encouragement. And yet his ruttish instincts clamored for still
more! Consequently, he abruptly discontinued his lapping of her
steaming loins and backed away from her on his hairy haunches. Rhonda
wailed with anguish, gasped and drew herself up on her elbows, her long
red hair trailing out in back of her on the pillows, her eyes humid and
smoky with lust. Her abandoned fuckhole folds clutched hungrily after the
swiftly departing tongue, but it was no use. He was gone.

“Cesar! Darling, what have I done? Where are you going? Please don’t
stop!”

But the big German shepherd didn’t appear to be listening to her any
longer, despite her promising words. His eyes blazing with animal
desire, he continued backing away on the bed … until she saw it! His
very big, upraised red animal dick, completely exposed and glistening
lewdly in its blood-filled rigidity!

Chapter 5

Filled with wonder, her jaw hanging laxly, Rhonda Baker gasped at the
gleaming red dick that had emerged from its long furry cocoon beneath
the dog’s furry belly, thick and wet, it’s tapered end swaying
tantalizingly as it left the protective shield in an ever expanding
length of canine hardness.

It was bigger than she remembered Bob’s to ever have been! Rhonda
panted wordlessly, her eyes glazed over as she confronted this
marvelously formed canine dick sliding with such agonizing slowness
from its soft brown sleeve. Her mouth flooded with saliva. She had
never been so turned on in her life and ready to explode! She was
thrilled beyond all measure that it was her beauty which had aroused
this powerful good looking animal to such a pitch of lasciviousness
that transcended all bounds of known propriety.

She realized it now—he wanted to get between her legs and fuck her,
just as she had been secretly scared of all along. And why shouldn’t he
want to? Wasn’t she beautiful? Could only a man appreciate a woman’s
beauty? And hadn’t Cesar proved that he knew all the little feelings
and nuances required of an ardent lover? Hadn’t he proved his
adoration? So why shouldn’t he fuck her, ram his thickly bloated animal
dick high up into her slippery passion drenched pussy?

But some reside of morality was still present in the inexperienced
spouse’s mind, and suddenly she managed to protest in an agonized voice.
“Oh, my darling … we mustn’t … it’s wrong … forbidden … no
matter how much we want each other … oh God, I do love you … oh
never … not this … darling … don’t tempt me so …!”

But even as she stammered out all the awkward denials, she couldn’t
keep her lust-gazed eyes off his still expanding and lengthening animal
dick. “Ohhhh,” she squealed, hopelessly thrilled and in the grip of a
passion so obscene it was unnamable. “Yes, I love you … you know I do
… but how can we, lover, darling … how can we … oh God, we have
to! I can’t stand it! I’ve got to sperm!”

And with this, all final remnants of puritan morality and Catholic
upbringing fled, and Rhonda uttered a sharp, piteous cry of anguished
desire. If only he had made her climax with his tongue, perhaps she
wouldn’t be so vulnerable. But it was too late now to ponder the
imponderable; she was hooked. A mere slave of the flesh to his ardent
canine whims, as she scrambled for the pillows, stacking them high
beneath her buttocks and hips so that very soon her open pelvis was raised
high into the air as if on a dais for a temple goddess, and she rested
back on her shoulders with her glossy red hair opened out like a fan
around her head.

This position forced the burning horny flanges of her pussy to open up in
an oval like a mouth waiting to be tongue-kissed. Beyond those open and
vulnerable portals Cesar could see all of her urgently waiting wetness,
waiting for the plunge of his lust-stiffened member. The redheaded
woman’s eyes glowed with lascivious desire, and then she pulled her
knees back another time until they pressed into her erotically tingling
breasts, revealing still further the lewdly raised mound of her flaming
fuckhole, glistening with molten desire where it lay nakedly opened open
before him.

Rhonda raised her beautiful head to look down between her rising and
falling breasts and open legs at her handsome canine lover, who waited
patiently with his massive shining red dick bobbing with the
instinctual heartbeat of his lust. Beyond that lay his heavy, sperm-
laden testicles that wanted to spurt deeply up inside her waiting
belly. “Yes, Cesar,” she croaked shamelessly. “Fuck me now! I’m ready,
darling!” She reached between her legs and lewdly stroked her middle
finger through her greedily throbbing fuckhole with a savage erotic
gesture. “Get it in, baby! Hurry, lover!”

Cesar wanted to, but he had been waiting for her to turn over. He had
been trained to fuck women from behind, his paws clutching their soft
fleshy curves as they trembled excitedly beneath him. He was not familiar
with this new position. But his beautiful mistress was obviously ready
and eager for him, and his own heart was also beating with a sex-crazed
animal heat. Perhaps it was all right this new way!

Cesar whined as he moved hesitantly toward her on the waterbed. He
wasn’t sure he liked this strange bed that moved and gurgled every time
he moved. It made him almost sea-sick, but he couldn’t let that
distract him now! Then, cautiously so as not to lose contact in the
lunge, he mounted between Rhonda’s wideopened legs, his canine head
panting hungrily on top of hers, as his very big jerking dick swung in toward
the streaming heat of her open fuckhole lips … and finally brushed
another timest it!

“Ohhhhhh … oh darling … put it in … yes, hurry before I lose my
mind!” Rhonda closed her eyes tightly as if to shut out the terrible
waves of obscene guilt that were flooding her nakedly quivering flesh.
But then her arms were snaking up around his furry muscular face and
she was hugging him close, her softly moistened lips kissing all over
his hairy snout, her tongue stroking obscenely across his. And as he
answered her with his own licking of her passion-twisted features, she
reached down beneath him and her cool slender fingers gently gripped
his slippery horny animal-dick, parting her soft red pubic hair with its
thick beveled tip, and bringing it warmly into the pulsating opening of
her surrendering pussy.

“Oh, in me …” she sighed, as if she were cooing to Bob. “Ohhh,
darling! I need it so bad! Fuck me with it! Hurree! Oh, just the tip’s
inside me now, darling. Fuck it all into your hungry mistress’s pussy.
Hurry! My wonderful, wonderful Cesar!”

The convulsively gasping redhead gripped the dog’s swollen dick with a
hungry passion. It felt as horny and hard as a rigid iron bar and yet
soft and wet at the same time. And suddenly Cesar lurched forward as if
on cue. For moments he had felt her moistly clutching pussyal lips
kissing his dick, nibbling at the fiery red tip like something
possessed, and now he could take no more. He banged forward with a
primitive, purposeful stroke to satisfy his wildly throbbing animal
lust.

“Ugggghhhh!” Rhonda barked as the very big dog banged his dick deep inside
her. At final! Her loins and brain were boiling like a witches’
cauldron. His dick rammed up so high into her belly she was scared it
would come out her throat!

Cesar was squatting partially on his haunches between his mistresses
wide-splayed white thighs humping forward another time and another time to bury
himself to the hilt in her hornyly churning pussy. Each time he thrust,
his sperm-bloated testicles came swinging forward, thumping with an
obscene moist smack into the smooth, widely split crevice of her
buttocks. And then he began pumping into her with the staccato speed of
a wild machine.

“Urrrggghhharrrgggllldaaarling!” the groaning redhead gurgled
ecstatically reeling with pleasure beneath the neighbor’s dog’s
fucking. She felt as if she were already spermming, and her throaty cries
became one long, endless moan of mindless dedark as he pistoned
relentlessly up between her legs. For Rhonda there was only Cesar,
deadly earnest reaming of her tender pussy, and nothing else. Her
passion-dilated pussyal passage flowered open like a rose in the horny
summer sun. She would not have denied him anything now. She was totally
enslaved and vulnerable, a helplessly groaning mass of aroused female
flesh, with fulfillment her only direction. She lived for this
excruciating thrill—this electric feeling of being banged half to
death by this powerful German shepherd.

This was sex at its most primitive and basic level, and she wanted to
wapprove in it. He was an animal on all 4s, fucking her without
tenderness or patience, but she didn’t care. His darkning thrusts were
so mind-bending it made her teeth chatter and her head spin. She
squirmed and groaned salaciously around his thickly dominating animal-
dick which was despoiling her sacred redheaded beauty, feeling the
entire blood-swollen length of it as it sluiced wetly in and out of her
flaming horny pussy.

Getting her breath momentarily, Rhonda looked down between their lewdly
entwined bodies to watch fascinated as his glistening red dog dick
pistoned rhythmically in and out of her soft, curl-fringed pussyal
mouth, which clung to it lasciviously. Her brain seemed to dissolve
further with each maddening, breath-taking plunge, and she reeled in
the blinding dark of taboo animalism. Kicking out her legs, she
wrapped them snugly up around the furry muscles of his powerful back,
and then began undulating her pelvis with a wild salacious grinding
motion, meeting his powerful strokes with lewd ecstatic abandon and
wanton frenzy.

Like one possessed, the naked redhead humped her hornyly working loins up
at her German shepherd lover, sliding forward onto his continuously
skewering dick as it plunged deeper and deeper into the tortured
connices of her round little belly. The dog’s furry stomach and loins
battered mercilessly another timest her milk-white flesh, thudding
resoundingly into her lewdly opened pussyal flesh, his enormous blood-
engorged dick sinking far up into the horny fluid inferno of her wildly
clasping pussyal channel.

Almost unconscious of her actions, Rhonda rotated her buttocks and hips
furiously beneath him with shameless mewls of pure happiness, spiraling
her pussy hungrily up and down around the punishing length of Cesar’s
instinct-driven dick, a blissful cry of anguished joy breaking from her
parted lips.

And then she thought her head was going to explode right off her
shoulders as she sensed her longed-for orgasm coming hurtling towards
her. Its advance signals splayed through her erotically seething loins
like the prickling of a million small needles, torturing the pit of her
sensuously shivering belly with the obscene promise of the most
shattering climax she’d ever known!

She seemed to be whining endlessly now, straining and yearning on the
very edge of the steep gorge of her approaching climax, only to feel it
recede from her yet once another time, tantalizingly.

“Oh, come on, boy! That’s it, you wonderful dear—oh! OH! Fuck
meeeee!” Her voice cracked with passion as she slavered ecstatically
all over his panting canine face, smoming it with burning moist
kisses. Her loins felt as if they were going to explode into millions
of individual molecules.

on top of her, Cesar’s hornyly chugging animal heart raged out of control,
hugging and puffing with love for his new redheaded mistress whose long
soft legs were wound so snugly around his swiftly moving back as were
her arms, now, so passionately around his neck. She pleaded with him,
begged and cajoled as she kissed him feverishly, at the same time
thrusting her hugging pussyal walls up onto his aching rod of flesh as
it drove faster and faster in and out between her thighs. The burning
heat of her loins was like a balm to his savagely pumping dick, urging
him madly higher.

“Darling … oh … lick my darling … lick my wonderful tongue …
darling … kiss me … oh … oh …” she begged out of her mind with
lust, her face almost unrecognizably contorted. She opened her mouth to
gasp out something else, and just then the dog’s long, thick wet tongue
thrust into the furnace of her mouth, brushing along her tongue as it
moved to the very back of her throat. And she licked it wildly,
unbridled bestial passion making her a creature devoid of all reason.
Her toes turned beneath and everything in her flesh seemed to scream
orgiastically. With the German shepherd’s tongue in her mouth it was as
if he was fucking her there as well as in her madly churning pussy
below. Sob after desperate sob burst from her ovalled lips … this was
it … it … there … and then … then … her 1st spasm of flesh-
twisting, mind-thrashing orgasm hit her!

Rhonda whined like a mad woman and tried to fight him off, her pelvis
thrashing with uncontrollably sexual bliss. Her loins seemed to
convulse in mid-air, twisting and squirming with excruciating joy, her
pussyal passage undulating and hugging ecstatically over his swiftly
moving dog-dick.

Cesar responded by fucking her yet harder, and then he too was
climaxing—spurting out his hornyly scalding animal sperm into the depths
of her writhing white belly.

The dog’s tongue withdrew from her greedily licking mouth and he began
yelping for joy as she flailed her head from side to side, her face
twisted with obscene passion. The bright flash of erotic happiness
Rhonda had ever known blew off inside her like a bursting cannon shorny,
burning every final nerve ending in her insanely shuddering face to a
frazzle. The lewd combination of their person-animal sperm trickled warmly
back out of her rippling womb around Cesar’s still speeding dick,
flowing down the insides of her bow-string taut thighs as she milked
her furry lover’s dick of every final delicious drop of climactic
sperm.

Rhonda groaned lustfully, her head thick with happiness. She moaned and
sighed softly, her eyes horny and veiled with passion, her legs jerking
convulsively as the final throes of orgasm rippled through her naked
loins. Then her legs fell weakly apart on the bed on either side of his
relaxing hairy flanks. Affection and a hopeless sense of exchanged
wonder flooded her formerly frustrated flesh from the tips of her toes
to the very ends of her long, lustrous red hair.

If this was depraved, it was the most wonderful depravity in the world,
she thought. She was never going to let Cesar go back to Marla—at
least not until Bob was back in town. Back in bed beside her, to be
exact! Shame didn’t even enter into it. A chick needs to be satisfied,
she thought, and sometimes it doesn’t matter who or what does it. Love
and sex can be separated.

She couldn’t remember when she’d felt so relaxed. This was the most
marvelous tranquilizer in the world. Why had the world withheld it from
her for so long? When your face has a need, you don’t deny that need on
the grounds of social taboos, and sex was like a food—you had to
have it in order to survive. Why hadn’t her mom taught her useful
knowledge like that, instead of sending her to ballet school and
forcing her into practicing her piano? Those efforts had never paid
off.

This dog-woman sex was the most marvelous thing in the world. She was
never going to deny it to herself another time for as long as she lived. Even
after she and Bob were married.

Cesar’s sperm-drenched dick slipped wetly from her semen-flooded pussyal
mouth with a loud wet, licking noise. She looked down affectionately,
her eyes full of stars, at his glistening deflating dick, heavy with
the moisture of both their orgiastic secretions, sliding slowly from
the red curl-fringed folds of her exhausted but joyously satiated pussy,
the lips of which seemed to be clinging after his softened member as if
they never wanted to let go.

A happy warm glow suffused her face, and everything within her seemed
flooded with pure liquid happiness. She got up on her elbows and took
the German shepherd’s handsome face in her hands.

“I’m sorry I fought you off, darling. Can you ever forgive me?”

He licked at her face in reply, and then at the beneathsides of her full,
heavy breasts. Rhonda giggled and felt as silly as a schoolchick.

Life was rich, satisfying and fun. Let other women prove how liberated
they are, thought the satiated redhead. Let them make the money and
struggle through life. As for me, all I want is a comfortable home, a
fucking husband with money, a colored television, and a wonderful dog like Cesar
to keep me company in the afternoons.

Chapter 6

Shaking out her lavender beach towel in her right hand and her cut-off
levis in her left, Sharon Baker let out a long growl of dismay. Damn!
After one day and she’d lost her new gold earring! What a drag! But
then nothing had gone well since she’d gotten up this morning and
headed for the community pool to cool off her burning flesh.

And it all begined when her sister’s newspaper boy cornered her in the
hedge. Yes, she could blame it on Danny to some extent, she realized,
and that made her feel a little better. Because if he hadn’t grabbed
her in the front yard, and pressed her mouth open wide in a long,
lingering kiss, with his tongue thrust between her teeth and lapping
hungrily at her own tongue, her belly wouldn’t have exploded like that.
Oh God, the way he kissed her, rubbing his hands on her sensitively
budding young breasts and grinding his loins hard up another timest her
swollen fuckhole mound. Oh God, if that hadn’t happened, then she wouldn’t
have had to stay at the deep end of the pool and dog paddle with one
hand while she slipped the other beneath the small wisp of her bikini
bottoms and tried to satisfy herself with two thirteen year old
fingers.

And that’s probably where her matching 14 karat gold earring was right
now—at the bottom of the pool!

Of course, part of the turn-on had begined with Bob, Rhonda’s
boymate. Man, what a sexy man he was! So tall and good looking; not
like the creepy, pimply fifteen-year-olds who were always hitting on
her. And the way he’d looked at her. Oh, big sister if you only knew
how your husband-to-be looked at me before he left with his suitcase in
hand! She just bet Rhonda would blow her head off if she knew.

So that really Danny’s obscene French kiss had just been the finishing
blow. She had almost strangled on his tongue, but she had left him
huffily with her loins simply awash with excitement and her pussyal lips
itching desperately.

Consequently, she’d headed for the deep end of the pool, hoping for a
minute—(oh, just a minute is all it would have taken) to satisfy
herself and relieve that painful tingling. She’d clung to the rim of
the pool and scissored her legs wide and wormed the fingers of one hand
down into the snug efinalic sjourney of her bikinis to get at her wildly
seeping fuckhole lips. After rubbing her middle finger in and out of her
desire-engorged pussy, making a whirlpool in the aqua water, she found
no relief. Maybe she would have, had not that damned little kid with
the snorkel begined pulling at her leg. Damn, she was so embarrassed
she’d clambered, dripping and disgusted, out of the pool. And now her
earring was gone!

And now she was too ashamed to look any of the kids in the eye, and
there were some good looking boys here today too! Sharon stuffed her
belongings into her canvas bag, leaving her movie magazine in a puddle
of water and the empty coke can laying on its sticky side for someone
else to dispose of. The mortified and confused youngr darted for the
park encircling the community pool. Maybe an hour sitting on a park
bench would help cool her down.

How many other kids had seen her playing with herself beneath the water?
Speculation was useless, except to feed her sorrows.

She paused briefly to feed the birds in the park, but she really
couldn’t concentrate on the fluttery animals who seemed as jittery and
unsure of themselves as she was.

“Hi there.”

Sharon looked around. There was a withered up looking old Chinese man
sitting on the park bench with fingers and hands that looked scrawny
and birdlike dipping into a bag of popcorn. He flung kernels into the
air and laughed as the hungry pigeons fought for the white treats.

A classic dirty old man, thought Sharon. His short grizzled white
whiskers and yellowed face with small, beady dark eyes staring at her,
and just a trace of spittle on his oriental lips. He was bent over too;
almost bent in half, she guessed.

He nodded to her mildly, wondering why he had talkedn to her. defenatly he
was lonely. Talking to him would be the mately thing to do.

When she said hello in answer to his greeting, he immediately shifted
from his bench seat and beckoned for her to sit beside him. He looked
around, just a foot or so separating them on the park bench. Why did he
keep looking at her like that?

He pointed to his popcorn. “Like some?” he asked, rattling the bag at
her.

“No thank you!” she said, suddenly disgusted by the thought of eating
bird’s food. What made him pick her out of the crowd of chicks wandering
through the park? Sure, though, he was just being nice. She sat back
another timest the back of the bench with the breeze blowing her nice platinum
hair around her naked shoulders. Oh, my God, she suddenly thought. I
forgot to put on my clothes I’m sitting here in my bikini! Hurriedly,
Sharon delved into her canvas bag and pulled on a tee shirt that
covered her top half, but leaving her smooth thighs bare to the world.

“Nice day?” the man said after a bit, edging closer to her on the warm
wooden bench in the bright summer sunshine.

“Ah, yeah …” she stammered.

Then suddenly the man slid the rest of the way across the park bench
toward her and arched her shoulder with his bony arm.

“You wanna come back to my hornyel room?” he said, and Sharon gave a
muffled cry and struggled to get away. But he managed to hold her in
his claw. “I got something I wanna show ya.”

The old man cackled and Sharon struggled even harder, but in vain.
Suddenly he unzipped his pants and reached inside, pulling out the
lengthy wizened shaft of his semi-rigid dick, and then reaching below
it to drag out his almost shriveled testicles as well.

“See that!” he whispered, completely exposed now. “You wanna touch?”
And he grabbed her flailing hand and pressed it tight around his blood-
swollen rod of flesh.

At 1st Sharon was mystified. She had never heard of men who exposed
themselves to young chicks before. And my God, his dick felt thick and
horny and hard, pulsing beneath her reluctant hand like a caged animal.
Immediately she realized the potential danger of her situation, and
with a scream and a violent lurch, she broke out of the man’s
temporarily relaxed grip. With her canvas bag in one hand and her hair
flying, the frightened chick went running from the park without even a
backward glance.

After that, Sharon ran for her sister’s home. What kind of crazies
lived in this town, anyway? she wondered, trying to focus her sexual
smoldering on some constructive knowing, but the only constructive
thought she could summon, was satisfying that burning tingle between
her legs. That horny and obscenely thick dick her hand had rested on
moments before hadn’t helped any, either. Oh God, how good it would
feel thrusting up between my legs! All she could know about was
getting back to Rhonda’s home in a hurry and then finger-fucking
herself like crazy! Oh, but cripe, it had to work!

She closed her eyes and tried to control the burning turmoil in her
loins, but it was no use. Merely pressing her thighs closely together
was no help.

Sharon broke into a run when she rounded the corner to 1131 Jones
road seeing the ranch style brick home with the red convertible
parked in the drive. Home at final! Throwing her possessions down on the
top step, she plunged her hand in her pocket, expecting to find the
home key, but came out with only a handful of damp lint. OH, God, now
I’ve lost my key, too! she wailed to herself.

After trying every door and window in the home, Sharon finally
surrendered and headed for Marla’s home where she would ask to use the
phone and call her sister to let her in the home. Then, maybe, she
could find some satisfaction.

Chapter 7

Good Lord, what’s going on here? tutted the platinum-tressed youngr,
distraught after minutes of ringing the door bell and pounding ‘til her
knuckles turned white. Perhaps the neighbor lady was in her back yard.
She remembered, now, Rhonda was saying that her neighbor Marla all but
lived in her back yard with her animal German shepherd, Cesar.

Sharon came around the home to the back patio, where the high wooden
fence separated Marla’s dog pen from the neighbor’s adjoining backyard.
Though it made her feel nosey peeking over someone’s fence and spying
on her privacy, Sharon rose to her tip-toes and pulled herself up to
chin level to scan the patchy back yard. It was then she heard the
alarming words:

“Oh, Dobbie, oh God! Don’t! You mustn’t lick my fuckhole, you sexy dog.
It feels too goood!”

Sharon’s breath caught in her throat. What on earth was going on here?
Dobbie? Dobbie had to be an animal’s name! She struggled to find a
knot-hole in the thick, wooden fence, but found it security tight, safe
from the eyes of peeping strangers … like Sharon.

Sharon could hardly believe her ears. Oh, God, what was a woman letting
a dog do such nasty things to her? Slowly, almost fearfully, the
anxious youngr made her way along the fence, like a rabbit eyeing a
carrot patch, her smooth buttocks wiggling nervously beneath her cut-
offs.

“OH, Dobbie! Oh, you sexy dog! You’ve got your tongue stuck up all
the way into mama’s—urggh! Oh God! Dobbie, you’re driving me crazy
with your tongue! What would my sister say if she knew! Oh, fuck my
pussy with your tongue!”

Sharon felt as if she had an orange stuck in her larynx. Dobbie! A dog
was fucking this woman with his tongue! This was ghastly!

But this feeling did not prevent Sharon from moving swiftly across the
patio’s cool brick floor toward a latched gate that separated the dog’s
pen from the rest of the yard. She pushed her fingers another timest the
partially opened gate and saw it slide open wider to reveal the
most indecent and lewd sight she had ever seen in her life!

For there, on the ground lying on a very big beach towel, was the
mysterious neighbor lying stretched back, her legs opened crab-like,
her full firm breasts quivering tantalizingly and the nipples distended
with her lust, as a Doberman Pinscher lapped his long red tongue over
and back through her shining wet fuckhole, drawing her moist dark pubic
curls after it with every obscene lick!

Sharon gasped and fell back into the shadows another timest the barbecue pit,
her fingers moving instinctively up beneath her levi cut-offs toward her
bathing suit bikinis, then inside through the snug efinalic waistband to
course down through her sparsely curling pubic hair. One finger found
the swollen lips of her itching and burning young pussy, making a small,
titillating little circle all around their hypersensitive outer edges.
She bit down hard on her sultry, pouting lower lip, and began to move
her finger around faster beneath her bottoms. This was altogether too
much! She thought she was going to go out of her mind, unable to deny
herself any longer. 1st, there was Bob’s hungry stare as she left in
her bikini, then the newsboy’s hungry kiss, and then that obscene old
man in the park … and now her sister’s neighbor was deep in the
throes of sexual adventure so lewd that Sharon’s young mind could
scarcely grasp it. What was the world coming to? Was this maturity?

Everywhere she looked, she was getting turned on. It seemed to be other
people … and dogs who were having most of the fun, and her horny little
pussy couldn’t stand the waiting any longer! Had her sister withstood
these temptations when she was Sharon’s age? Today was a day wherein
nothing seemed to be sacred. Maybe it was a full moon …

Her mind aflame with desire, the pretty asian youngr stuffed her
middle finger up through the pleasantly drenched connices of her
slippery pussy, working it around. Fierce enervating waves of lust
seemed to inundate her virginal young flesh. Her loins felt as if
they were boiling over. It would not have been so difficult to conceive
of her worldly and beautiful sister’s neighbor laying back there in the
yard with a man. But with a dog?

Suddenly she saw Marla pull her knees all the way up so that they
touched her breasts. In this position the slender crevice between her
smooth milk-white buttocks was rolled upward and presented in obscene
sacrifice to Dobbie’s savagely licking tongue. Sharon saw wild-eyed
from the gate as the big animal’s gleaming tongue scrolled up to thrust
madly in and out of her neighbor’s hair-fringed pussyal furrow in a
lascivious imitation of intercourse, then spiraled its way wetly
downward to flick without mercy at the woman’s wrinkled little ass.

Marla seemed to be choking on her own moans as Dobbie’s tongue pointed
and elongated, licking and flicking passionately at her exposed and
vulnerable nether opening. She no longer delivered words of any
clarity, but rather one long string of mumbled imprecations, all of
them hopelessly incoherent with passion.

Sharon was trembling violently now. As if in a dream her free hand
began involuntarily massaging the straining voluptuousness of her
virginal young breasts. Then her fingers snaked up beneath her tight
bikini top and trapping her trembling nipples between thumb and
forefinger and kneading and twisting at them until she was scared they
might rip loose from the quivering milky mounds.

A groan of deepest satisfaction escaped from the thirteen year old’s
sensually parted lips. The fire raging all around inside her loins was
driving her crazy. And the finger still thrust down between her legs
was now driving in and out of her wetly sluicing pussy in a maddening
cadence.

Gasping for air, the hopelessly aroused youngr screwed her fingers in
as deeply as she could, then began running them in and out of her
swapproveing pussy with a fury that was uncontrollable. The vision in her
head of her neighbor having her pussy licked by the Doberman Pinscher
only goaded her on to more insane heights of licentious desire. Even as
she shut her eyes with tension, she could still see in her mind’s eyes
the way Dobbie’s large thick tongue stuffed itself in and out of
Marla’s urgently clasping pussy, sinking through the soft dark pubic
hair like a wet red sword. Thus stirred, it was not long before
Sharon’s hoarse gasps and cries were matching those of Marla’s.

Yes, she had to admit it—she wanted everything that Marla was
getting and them some. Her fingers became in her imagination the big
dog’s lapping tongue, and they split her love-starved young pussy right
up the sensitive middle. She only wished that it were Dobbie’s tongue
pumping into her searing horny pussy instead of just her fingers. Out of
her mind with lust, she moved the other hand away from her heaving
breasts, reaching down inside her panties from the rear and then
working one slender index finger up into the small puckered ass between
her moon-shaped buttocks. She gasped hoarsely as, in a few 2nds, she
very soon had two slim substitute dickes fucking in and out of the pussyl
openings of her loins, her pleasure increased a hundred-fold.

Sharon gasped and choked on her own lusty cries as she dually finger-
banged herself. She stopped long enough to lift her tee-shirt, and bra
up off her large hanging breasts, then plunged her fingers back in
another time with a groan. Then she moved up close to the wall of the fence
until her full-swaying mounds were brushing nipple 1st another timest the
rough wood, driving the hungering thirteen year old to even greater
heights of masturbatory bliss.

The young chick’s face flushed crimson as she felt her climax coming
with a great savage roar like a tidal wave of sound and pleasure
steaming toward a tropical beach. She hung teetering on the edge of the
most beautiful blinding orgasm of her young young life, her long
asian hair hanging down her throat straining for breath—and then
suddenly her entire face was vibrating madly and the white horny
secretions of her lust came gushing down around her lewdly plunging
fingers, covering her hand with its thick cream-like stickiness and
then running down her wrist to drip onto the patio brick floor below.
She could feel it trickling in small prickly rivers down the insides of
her shivering thighs and over her stiffly bent knees.

For a long time Sharon didn’t realize how much she was gasping and
panting for breath through her fantastic shattering climax. Her head
seemed to have left her face, and perspiration and a post-orgasmic rash
broke out all over her succulent face. Her eyes seemed to be clenched
tightly shut for ages, her head resting lank another timest the fence, her
teeth dug sharply into her full lower lip in order to prevent herself
from crying out.

Sharon remained there gasping for air for some time, her ass cheeks
swaying langurously in the air. She couldn’t bring herself to withdraw
her fingers from her face until the final dying pulsations of her climax
had departed. When they had, her fingers at final slithered wetly from
her satiated fuckhole and tight-clasping ass, and she shuddered as if she
had a fever.

Still panting heavily, she leaned another timest the fence and looked in at
Marla Cushing. Yes, she was still there, and now apparently beneathgoing
her own terrific, head-blowing orgasm. She had gripped Dobbie’s ears
and was drawing his muzzle so deeply between her long smooth legs that
Sharon, blowing some platinum wisps out of her blue eyes, couldn’t
really make out whether the dog was fucking her with his snout or with
his tongue.

Sharon clutched her throat as she realized that she was becoming all
excited another time. This would never do at all. The thing to do was get home
quickly and take a cold bath or something … anything!

Trembling, the exhausted thirteen year old managed to tear herself away
from the illicitly exciting scene taking place in her sister’s
neighbor’s yard. There didn’t seem to be much room in there for asking
a favor. She couldn’t look Marla in the eye now anyway.

But still she had to calm herself down somehow. Her head was all
confused and befuddled as she made her way back around the home with
Marla’s cries of ecstasy ringing in her ears: “That’s it, Dobbie!
Hurry! Lick my pussy! We have to get you home to my sister before she
gets jealous. Hurry, darling. Oh, I’m spermmmming!”

And those were the final words echoing in her ears as the visiting
youngr made her way back around the home and into the free and happy
sundark.

Perhaps now Rhonda would be home …

Chapter 8

Back in Rhonda Baker’s bedroom, Sharon’s redheaded sister lolled lazily
on her waterbed, the golden fingers of the late afternoon sun streaking
across her tanned face as she reached one arm up on top of her head and
stretched. Her firmly uptilted breasts jiggled with voluptuous
resilience on her chest.

She had fallen asleep before the television set, and was thankful for
that. For after an orgasm with Cesar’s tongue and dick up inside of
her, she was no better than a whimpering dummy for the longest time
until her face floated back together another time.

Rhonda had never realized that such a wonderful lewd heaven could exist
in this world. She had devoted her whole existence toward being a spouse
and maybe a mom some day, and now in the course of an afternoon all
of her traditional Irish Catholic values had been turned upside down by
the marvelous climaxes Cesar was capable of producing inside her no
longer resisting flesh.

But of one thing she was certain—now that she’d found such a
dedarkful way of spending a lazy summer day, she wouldn’t give it up
for anything. Bob would have to accept her newfound desire if she was
to be his spouse.

Thrusting her fingers exotically upward through her long red hair, the
contented woman thought another time about the long sensual afternoon they had
passed. She had needed less priming as time went on to fan her
voluptuous curves into a glowing furnace of lust, and had moaned and
gasped endlessly as she lay naked and wanton beneath Cesar’s searing
wet caresses. How could she ever have thought that such beautiful love
could possibly be obscene and perverted? That no longer made any sense.
A broad grin broke out over her face when he mused at what her mom
would know should she ever discover her eldest daughter’s obsession.

What had Cesar in store for her next? Would Marla approve her animal animal
to wander the neighborhood freely, or would she jealously protect her
animal, keep him safe at home and in her own arms. Oh, Marla couldn’t be
that cruel! The lips of her shamefully relaxed pussy felt all swollen
and sultry, waiting for Cesar’s next kiss.

She looked down at him where he now lay exhausted on the waterbed next
to her. She had fallen asleep with her arms around his muscular furry
face, but somehow he had managed to slip out of her grasp and find his
own niche on the burgundy bedopened that enhanced his deep brown-black
coat, making the dark caramel of his belly and paws stand out vividly.
What a beautiful animal he was! How could she ever repay him for the
happiness he had brought her.

“Cesar!” she called out in a silken murmur, and patted the bed beside
her. “Come here, Cesar. There’s something I want to do for you.”

Indeed she did. He had banged her tremendously with that muscular
hardness of his until she had thought she was going out of her mind.
Now that he was exhausted and couldn’t seem to get it up immediately
another time, she knew of the best way to repay him. This way he would
never forget her! He would steal to her back door every chance he had
after the gift she was about to bestow upon him.

What she had in mind was lewd beyond her wildest dreams … that is, up
until this afternoon. She had never done anything like it for Bob,
wanting to save it for marriage, but then there was nothing to save
between a dog and a woman. So now all the stops were out. Cesar had
already led her into a mood of debauched depravity unlike anything
she’d ever imagined. Nothing she could do could possibly bring her any
lower, after what they’d already been through. So why not?

“Come here, darling …”

Even though he was peering at her only sleepily with one lazy eyelid
upraised, he beneathstood what she was saying. And being an obedient
animal, Cesar did get to his feet and then make a single effortless
leap onto the bed.

He lay down with his muzzle on his forelegs and stared up at her with
his large, soulful dark eyes. What now, he wondered mildly? Was it time
for him to go back to Marla’s? Had she finished with her other dog
lovers and want him back now? He hadn’t heard the telephone ring …

Rhonda smiled sweetly and ran her long, slender fingers gently over his
sleek smooth crown. “Would you like to turn over, darling? Rhonda wants
to thank you in her own special way.”

Cesar whimpered, not quite sure what she was after. Then suddenly
Rhonda opened her legs and with a lengthy sigh of pure contentment,
began slipping her fingers back and forth through the crispy red curls
that surrounded her soft wet fuckhole slit. “Doesn’t that make you hard,
baby?” she asked. “Look at me fuck myself baby. Look at how red and
swollen my pussy lips are for you. Ohhh, so ready and horny. Just waiting
for that sweet animal dick of yours to make me spermmm … oh, oh, god,
doggie …” she swooned.

The big dog whimpered another time and for an answer shorny out his long tongue
to pass it like a horny knife through the battered furrow of her open and
hair-lined fuckhole. Rhonda gasped and stiffened. She felt like a pupanimal
of sheer desire beneath that pleasure-tingling flesh.

As for Cesar, in another moment the moist pink flesh between her thighs
had communicated its horny fluid desire through his lapping tongue and he
began to feel his balls quiver with stimulation. His loins seemed to
tremble like jelly. And in another moment he felt a terrible anxiety to
get back inside of her.

Rhonda became quickly enslaved all over another time beneath the rhythmic
tempo of his tongue, her deep gaze racking her voluptuous face from one
end to the other as his tongue slithered snake like in and out through
the sparse red pubic hairs of her pussy. She felt as if her pussyal
passage were on fire from his lust tongue fucking She rolled her lovely
head from side to side, gurgling with happiness as she held his large
furry head by the ears between her obscenely opened thighs.

And then her gleaming, lust-drugged eyes widened—for here it came!
Gazing down over her full, widely set breasts, she could see all the
way to the glistening spectacle of Cesar’s thick red dick emerging
from its long furry sheath. The tapered end slipped and danced moistly
as it came sliding out, a spot of sperm already issuing from its tip. And
it continued slithering hornyly from its fleshy fur scabbard until it was
extended to almost its full mouth-watering length.

She got up on her elbows, her long red hair swinging down over her
shoulders and her proud taut breasts heaving with emotion. A licentious
impulse of uncontrollable bestial desires raged through her nakedly
panting flesh. She had never seen anything so beautiful in the world as
Cesar’s long hard pleasure-giving dick.

Yes … she wanted it … it was thick and red coming out now … and
she wanted it … in her mouth … its thickening cone like shape
heightening her excitement frantically!

She glared at his dick breathlessly as the big animal’s wetly
glistening hardness came dangling out of his powerful loins, her mouth
salivating erotically. Lust-driving thrills of unnatural lust surged
through her ardently overheating loins. This was what she had wanted—at final! But how could she get to lick it?

“Cesar, lover,” the kneeling young woman panted droolingly, her lips
glistening with saliva. “Come over here, darling.” She caressed his
large head affectionately. Her hypersensitive inner pussyal flesh fairly
seethed, sending a horny flow of pussyal moisture seeping down into her
already damply twined pubic curls. Their lurid scene acted like a
bellows of her burning loins. Her nakedly thrusting white breasts felt
electric with lust and giddy thrills.

“Cesar, darling,” she pleaded, almost asking him now. “I want to love
you. Please lie down. I want to lick that beautiful dick of yours, you
gorgeous animal, just the way you licked my pussy.”

Rhonda shook her long red hair out of her eyes, feeling as if she were
in some sort of delirium. Then she got up to, her knees, her breasts
dragging voluptuously along the sheet as she talked to him in soothing,
gentling tones, brushing her hand fuckingly over his soft sleek fur, her
eyes locked on the solid pink length of his emerging dick hanging so
lewdly beneath his furry stomach.

“Roll over!” she commanded, and this time he obeyed. Her heart racing
with excitement, the quivering redhead crawled over and swung her leg
across his face so that her fuckhole was directly on top of it—and her face
exactly on top of the pulsating hardness of his immense animal dick!

The thought alone of what she was about to do drove Rhonda wild with
lust. Breathing heavily through ardently flared nostrils, she let her
archly turned pelvis drop towards Cesar’s long canine muzzle, openeding
her legs obscenely wide … almost immediately his tongue lashed out at
her throbbing fuckhole for the millionth exquisite time. She moaned with
dedark as it sluiced through the horny pink wetness of her agonized
pussyal flesh, then lowered her cheek to nestle another timest his warm hard
stomach, her hand quickly moving to grasp his swiftly growing dick!

Rhonda’s affectionate touch made the big German shepherd tremble with
joy, but it also made her gasp hungrily as well. She clasped his very big
member in her hand, her fingers playing it like a flute, manipulating
it back and forth, feeling its desire hardened thickness expanding
wildly. She must have it now—the wonderful flavor of that
deliciously lewd canine dick, slithering moistly around in her licking
mouth! Her eyes glazed over as if she were drugged, her hand still
stroking his jerking animal dick. She worked the heavily furred
protective sheath up and back, groaning contentedly as his searing
tongue lapped hornyly without pause at her desire-enraged pussy. Then with
a low cry, the lust-obsessed redhead parted her lush red lips to let
the slim tapering dog dick ease its way into the torrid wetness of her
greedily welcoming oral cavern …

Rhonda groaned and moaned with happiness as Cesar’s dick slithered
farther and farther back along her tongue until finally it was resting
all the way deep in her gurgling throat.

At final, she sighed. At final.

She began touching his blood hardened rigidity frenziedly, licking the
pulsating length like a mad woman, as his pulsating canine dick stroked
and bumped at the warm wet walls of her earnestly suctioning mouth. A
sensation of heathen wantonness blew outward through her loins like
shooting stars and she licked madly on the lust-quenching rod of flesh.
Her head swam from its heady, musky flavor. There was just the trace of
saltiness where sperm oozed from its squishy soft tip, but this only
added to the excitement raging in her loins. For the most part Cesar’s
dick was nice and hard and warm and pulsating, welling continuously
with every ardent lick and lick of her undulating lips and tongue.

on top of her she could hear his high-pitched animal whine as he continued
to lick at her hornyly inflamed pussy, and she twirled her tongue around
his long thick member, licking on it as best she knew how. His powerful
face responded passionately to her ardent licking, his canine pelvis
jerking forward to bury his dick all the way to the rear of her mouth,
his heavy sperm-filled testicles bumping softly another timest her chin.

Rhonda’s hand brushed along Cesar’s hairy stomach, finding the softness
of his balls and cupping them warmly, then tenderly milking them and
stroking them with her fingernails. another time the masterful dog whimpered,
this tantalization prompting him to begin an in-and-out pumping rhythm
between the hornyly licking crimson oval of her wetly milking lips.

The exotic flavor his animal dick made her fuckhole swarm like a beehive.
She reveled in a mire of sensuality, licking and licking with
increasing urgency, her cheeks bloating and hollowing, her smokily
veiled eyes glowing with desire as down below, between her wideopened
white legs, the big dog lapped avidly at her steaming horny loins.

His dick was warm and spicy with the sweet racy flavor of animal semen
… while the heady scent of his genitals was like bread fresh from the
oven.

Now the glistening rigid cone of his blood-engorged dick was fucking up
into her face with a best rhythm, while his tongue opened ever more
deeply into the moist eager opening of her hair-fringed pussyal folds.
She scfuckd and nipped gently with her teeth, swirling her tongue in
artful little circles around his pulsating dog-dick, her mind totally
befogged by the pure licentiousness of their bizarrely hedonistic
behavior.

What would his sperm taste like, she wondered, once she had an entire
jaw of it? She hoped it would be thick and filling, making her belly
bloat with its heated load as it spurted from the small dilated slit in
Cesar’s thick-swollen dick-tip, spewing horny jets of spermy liquid down
her licking throat.

Already she had tasted some of it, and she could swapprove it all day
long.

As for Cesar, he was panting as fast as he was lapping at her burning
horny fuckhole. He had never known anything so exciting as this strange new
woman! She licked on him better than Marla ever had, milking his aching
testicles with her hands at the same time as she licked on his dick.
And he whined and whimpered as her tongue and hornyly ovalled lips
created lurid waves of escalating sensation within the depths of his
churning testicles that he knew they had to explode very soon, sending
sharp, staccato squirts of milky horny liquid the entire length of his
dick and eventually into her greedily suctioning mouth.

Rhonda had never licked a dick before, and she was quite out of her
head with desire. The experience was by far more than she had bargained
for. At 1st she had merely wanted to display her gratitude, but the
whole affair had escalated so that now she couldn’t have stopped had
her life depended on it.

Totally drugged with her voracious bestiality, the voluptuously curved
redhead mouthed and pulled at Cesar’s strong-tasting dick, her loins on
fire and almost ready to explode.

Yes, she wanted her furry lover to shoot his horny animal sperm deep into
her salaciously licking mouth! She wanted it to drip down her throat
and fill her heaving belly to bursting with its molten stickiness!

“Arggghhh!” she moaned, a scathing tongue of fire seeming to scorch her
loins. Her stomach seethed, her entire pussyal area glowing like horny
coals. She clutched with urgent adoration at her handsome German
shepherds’ sperm-swollen balls, caressing, fondling and milking them
for all they were worth as she licked with the greediness born of her
fiercely brainless lust … quivering and shivering with horny lewd need
… so lost in her delirious pleasure-bent craving that she didn’t even
notice the door to her bedroom opening just sdarkly …

She heard Cesar whimper, then yelp through his animalistic orgasm,
gushing sperm in horny sticky streams all the way down her convulsively
licking throat. And then she began sobbing along with him, pouring her
own sperm out over his savagely lapping face, flooding his snout, muzzle
and eyes with the horny, lava-like fluid of her loins until Cesar’s
handsome face was fairly drenched with it. She felt her orgasm blowing
through her in great, overpowering waves more mighty than anything that
had gone before. This was it, the magic she’d waited for her entire
life. She gulped hungrily at Cesar’s squirting dick, swapproveing all of
his sperm that she could before the overflow broke around her firmly
clasping lips, spilling down her chin and onto her swan-like white neck
in a wet sticky stream, finally pooling in a lewd circle on the bed
below.

The trembling young woman continued to lick like that for some time,
pressing her loins together tighter over Cesar’s ardently lapping mouth
until he could scarcely breathe.

“Darling,” Rhonda gasped, half-crazy with lust. “Darling … oh God, I
love you …” And she plunged her mouth down another time, taking in his
already softening dick until she could lick and lick it to her
gurgling heart’s content.

Never noticing for a moment—or having heard—her thirteen year old
sister climb through the bathroom window and now standing, momentarily
awe-struck, her pretty slender hand to her mouth, in the door of her
bedroom …

Chapter 9

In those few paralyzing moments of standing in the doorway to her
sister’s bedroom, Sharon Baker’s life did a topsy-turvy twist. Morals,
ideals all turned around in that one moment …

At 1st she couldn’t believe the fantastic sight confronting her
youthful eyes. She had frozen there in the doorway as if struck by
darkning. Her sister was licking like a madwoman on the neighbor’s
German shepherd’s thick red dick while the animal licked at her openly
exposed pussy!

A combination of horror and … strangely … jealousy made her knees
buckle, and she gripped the doorframe for support, frustrated
sensuality raging like a forest fire through her pubescently sensitive
loins. She couldn’t believe it—her own sister’s mouth working on
that very big dog’s dick. licking ecstatically with her throat full of
husky guttural moans!

The nubile platinum asian youngr shook out her long white-asian
hair, her ripely swollen breasts heaving with emotion. Every time the
brute snarled, his powerful flanks pumping his dick furiously in and
out of her sister’s mouth, it sent wild, flashing thrills shooting
through Sharon’s nerves. Her sister’s hungrily working lips and tongue
made the animal whimper with lust, until finally his loins began
jerking and spasming out of control, spewing out a scalding load as if
from an inexhaustible source.

Sharon saw hypnotized as stream after stream of the visciously
gushing dog-sperm erupted into Rhonda’s ovalled mouth, filling her
throat faster than she could swapprove it. It seemed forever before the
semen-drained dick slipped wetly from her sister’s sperm-filled mouth and
she seemed to be groaning erotically through a really savage climax of
her own …

Sharon gasped and clutched her throat. She had to flee before she went
stark raving mad, because looking at her sister with the dog, in addition
to everything else she’d seen that day, was upsetting her loins to stir
in a furious turmoil of pubescent desire. She had to get away—and
swiftly. Before she went out of her mind with lust. All she could know
of now was that bright red dog dick and the way it slid in and out of
her sister’s mouth … and of how it might feel if it was being stuffed
up into her own horny, wet and willing young pussy.

Racing down the hallway, her budding young breasts bobbing, their pert
little pink crests becoming stiff with teen age desire, she finally
made her way into the bathroom and shut the door. Panting for breath,
she slid gasping to the floor, one hand reaching up beneath her short
cut-offs to rub willfully at her seething young loins.

She had to get her head together—but how? Her own sister—God, it
didn’t seem possible. How could she do that awful thing, with the very big,
obscene German shepherd? While it was true that the dog was desperately
attractive … still she thought … It was quite one thing to catch a
hellion like Marla … but her sister? It didn’t seem real.

Sharon shook out her long hair, her dark eyelashes fluttering the way
her belly was fluttering, filled with sexual butterflies.

Her sister had always been so respectable; her mom had reminded the
younger sister of that on several occasions. And then to find her in
bed with a dog! It negated everything her mom had ever told her
about sex, for if Rhonda, the prissy-sweetheart of the family, could
indulge in animal sex it had to be allright.

Adults were always keeping secrets from youngsters. Perhaps this was
one of those secrets, the fact that adult women took dogs, big good-
looking dogs, for their lovers while their men were away. A secret that
everyone knew? Except her?

Considering all this, the beautiful thirteen year old asian continued
to run her fingers absent-mindedly into the soft, hair-fringed folds of
her rapidly moistening young fuckhole, the efinalic waistband of her
panties gripping tight another timest her slowly moving wrist. The heated
moisture from her pussy was increasing at a rapid pace, but Sharon
didn’t seem to notice, she was so deep in thought. The fact that the
clear sticky liquid was inundating her fingers didn’t quite dawn on
her.

But did all this mean that her sister loved Bob any less? They seemed
happy together. And as attractive as Cesar was, Sharon still couldn’t
imagine anyface not fucking her sister’s fiancee, who was darkly
handsome and probably wonderful with sex as well.

And didn’t this free her now to love her brother-in-law all the more?
Knowing that her sister was not being faithful to him? She could make
him happy, she was sure. They could all be happy.

The sweet, honeyish feeling in her loins escalated as the confused
youngr daydreamed on and on. She imagined her brother in law with all
of his clothes off, his immense hard dick springing up dangerously at a
sharp angle to his dark haired loins, jutting out at her lewd
invitation. She could imagine herself with her legs opened widely,
welcoming him, her pale soft fuckhole hair all wet and slick with her
incestuous excitement pointing right in his face.

And then he would move forward into the warmly scented circle up
between her open legs and the soft rubbery end of his dick slowly
parting the sparse curls around her pussyal mouth before moving into the
wetly glistening folds of fuckhole flesh.

But then, suddenly there was something else in her daydream—yes, the
big dog that had been fucking her sister’s mouth! His enormous pink
dick was sticking out a mile and he was slipping it slowly through her
eagerly rounded lips, stuffing it all the way down her throat, fucking
her mouth just as her brother-in-law’s long hard dick had broken
through her virginal hymen before going all the way down into the
hungering depths of her pussy … so that man and dog were both fucking
her at once in her two gaping holes.

Sharon gasped and opened her eyes. Her pussyal hair was all soaked with
a warm, pearl-colored sperm. She drew out her fingers she’d been using to
relieve herself and looked at them beginled. Even as she stared at
them, she saw her hand rising of its own volition to her mouth. A
moment later she began licking on them, swapproveing all of her own tasty
juices. Her tongue licked lavishly around her fingers until she thought
she would swoon from the heady, heavenly taste of her pussyal fluids.

I’ve got to get out of this, she thought tremulously. I’m doing all
sorts of filthy things I’ve never done before. I’ve got to get my head
together!

She staggered upward to her feet, her breasts heaving irregularly
beneath the tight tee shirt. Then, wiping her fingers on her levi
shorts, the chick moved toward the connecting door to her bedroom.

Once inside, she began swiftly sjourneyping off her clothes. 1st came
the tee shirt swinging up and over her head to reveal her resilient
white mounds joggling within her bikini top. She pushed her hands in
back of her and undid the hooks and eyes, looking at herself carefully in
the mirror on the vanity. She could see her long platinum hair floating
all around her back.

Now she removed her bikini top and let it fall to the floor. Her high-
set white mounds, topped with their berry-like nipples and oversized
pink crests, sprang into view. She gripped them in her hands, smiling
sdarkly, and squeezed. Fluttery sensations burst through her chest and
rippled downward to her wetly throbbing fuckhole.

Sharon’s nostrils flared as her hands dropped to her waist to fumble
with the fastenings on her levi cut-offs until they came undone. A
2nd later her levis fell in a soft pool around her long lithe legs.
The cotton of her shorts caressed her slender young ankles fuckingly,
and she shivered involuntarily from that soothing caress.

Now her thumbs hooked into the tight efinalic waistband of her white
bikini, and she drew them down, looking at herself the whole time, even
as her long asian hair fell about her shoulders, and her fulsome young
breasts swayed like ripe pears as she bent over.

The bright-eyed thirteen year old virgin could see all of herself now.
Revolving, she put her hands on the moonlike dimpled mounds of her
gleaming ass cheeks and dug her fingers into their fleshy softness like
the talons of a hawk. Her thumbs moved up between her buttocks, deeply
into that horny hairless crevice, until she remembered the obscene way
she had stuck her finger up inside her puckering little ass at Marla’s
home, and, blushing with shameful remembrance, she steeled herself and
forced her fingers to slide out another time.

Then she was facing frontward another time and cupped her ripened breast
mounds to offer them erotically to her reflection in the mirror. These
were what men loved to lick on, she knew, and Bob should love hers
especially. For wasn’t she a fucking little chick?

And then there was the fact of her sparse platinum pubic hair. She knew
that this coloring was unusual, and she often doted on studying herself
in the mirror this way. For what could be sweeter than a natural
asian?

Sharon smiled to herself. If Bob ever saw her like this, he couldn’t
fail to love her! She stepped daintily out of her panties, breathing
hard. If only Bob were here now to see her in all her loveliness.

And then she heard it—the creak of the bedroom door opening sdarkly
…

She looked at the door—beginled and apprehensive—to find that big
handsome brute Cesar coming smoothly in through the open door.

“You!” she cried reflexively. “What are you doing here?! Get out!”

But Cesar only snarled unintelligibly. He beneathstood what the beautiful
young chick was saying, but he chose to ignore her. He had to ignore it,
for the fiercely ruttish pounding in his genitals would not let him
rest.

He had noticed the platinum-haired thirteen year old when she’d 1st
stepped out of her sister’s car a few days ago, and he’d wanted her
ever since. With her long hair and the sweet scent of youth, she was
totally the most attractive female he’d ever seen. The redhead was a
voluptuous woman, but this chick had such an essence of purity about her
that the urge to slip his dick up through her trembling white buttocks
and make it disappear through her virginally snug anal ring was fairly
compelling—indeed overwhelming.

So that when he had heard and sensed her presence when he was finishing
his scene with his redheaded mistress, he had scented keenly in order
to keep track of her smell as she moved off down the corridor and about
the home. Then when he had broken from the redheaded female, leaving
her breathing brokenly in an exhausted nakedness, he took off after the
young asian.

His keen nose had followed her to the bathroom, which had been closed,
and he had waited here for some time until he sensed her departing for
the room next door. With this one, the door had been sdarkly parted,
and he had been able to push it open further and ease his sleek face
through the wide-opened portal.

Now they were face to face, she standing naked there in the center of
the room, he with his eyes and nostrils devouring the total compelling
magic of her scent.

He could feel his dick gradually filling with blood and sliding out
through its softly furred container. He was all ready to go another time—this chick was so enticing that he needed no further rest. He was
becoming fully aroused at the sight of her glorious loveliness. He
wanted to sink his dick up into her belly and hump over her until that
moment when, convulsively, his animal hunger was appeased.

“Get away! Get away, bad dog!” snapped Sharon, backing away, her long
hair flying around, her breasts quivering in fright. The big dog
growled and moved closer toward her, its sharp canine teeth showing in
a menacing snarl. This produced a bfinal of fear in the trembling young
chick’s loins, and the fright was in some way a more sexually exciting
element than kindness.

“Get away! Leave me alone!” she moaned, backing off until she fell
another timest the bed. But the big dog only growled in warning, making her
loins cringe with primitive thrills, and she stumbled backward and up
onto the bed as fast as she could.

Suddenly he leaped at her, landing right in front of the bed! Sharon
cringed and her voice came out in a piteous, helpless moan: “Please—I’ll do anything you want!” And oddly, as she talked, the young chick
realized she wanted him to do something … something sexy.

Cesar grinned evilly, showing his teeth, then suddenly jumped up on the
bed and began nosing at her with his cold, wet snout. Trembling with
fear and terror, Sharon approveed herself to be nosed about and pushed
around by the dog.

By now the heated flow in her wetly throbbing loins had become a
perfume that was stronger than soap, she was terrified of this shaggy
lover who could not be beneathstood or implored, who only knew how to
demand and force her to do his bidding.

But at the same time she found Cesar savagely exciting. There was
something marvelously masculine about the way he terrified her into
submission in a way that all females secretly love. The raging fire in
her loins required satisfaction desperately now, and as he was
obviously intent on forcing her to do his bidding, Sharon had the
best rationale for being compliant. This was fuck! After her initial
resistance, God could scarcely hold it another timest her if she was terrified
and approveed herself to be mauled and pushed around by this magnetically
dominating animal. She had done her best, after all. She was just an
innocent virginal thirteen year old, completely pure, while Cesar was
obviously a dangerous, brutal beast who had been trained to do this.
What sort of comanimalition was there in that? What sort of defense could
a weak, delicate young thing like herself present?

“Please—please … what are you trying to do to me?” she continued
to wail helplessly as he forced her to get on all 4s on the bed, her
long hair streaming all over her neck, shoulders, and back, her budding
young breasts swaying and jiggling over the coverlet, her naked
buttocks waving high in the air.

Cesar drooled as his eyes fastened on her fleshy white ass cheeks.
Growling low in his throat with desire, he got up on his hind legs and
staggered forward awkwardly, his feet digging deeply into the softness
of the bed, until he was able to clamp his forelegs firmly onto her
smoothly muscled long back.

The feel of his forepaws on her bare back drove Sharon wild with
excitement. She could feel the saliva growing in her mouth, and her
pussy was flowing copiously in heady expectation of some lewd behavior.
But what? What was it she was expecting?

In back of her, Cesar’s large cone-shaped hardness had emerged like a
red horny branding iron, shining and wet. It jiggled and jerked in the
air before the panting, slavering dog could finally locate the wetly
heated cleft between Sharon’s buttocks. It slipped and danced in this
tightly clenched portal, dredging gasps of pure amazement and terror
from the voluptuous platinum-tressed youngr. The dog snarled
menacingly to freeze her into position, and then began working the
slimly pointed organ up toward her fearfully puckering rectal hole.

Sharon felt as if she was going to faint. Cesar’s was the 1st dick
he’d ever felt in such a highly localized and personal portion of her
virginal anatomy. Its touch sent instinctive waves of longing echoing
through her sensually awakening loins and anal canal in a natural
female reaction. She couldn’t seem to help herself. Despite the fact
that she was terrified of what was going on, there was still that
feeling of primitive thrill and heady excitement that she couldn’t seem
to fight. It was pure instinct that made her buttocks squirm lewdly
backwards in search of his dick, instinct for her face to want her
sizzingly anal passage filled. The swollen mounds of her breasts were
by now throbbing with desire, her nipples had become elongated and
erect. Her entire loins were aflame with obscene desire.

Suddenly she could hold herself back no longer. Uttering a savage
little cry of pure desire and release, she reached around in back of
herself and grabbed Cesar’s long animal dick, pulling it forward so
that the tip of it pressed snugly another timest her tightly clenched little
ass.

The big dog slavered and gasped, its haunches still struggling for a
firm position in the softness of the bed. His strong forelegs gripped
tightly around her naked waist and hourglass hips, his slippery dick
sliding effortlessly forward through her tight efinalic anal ring!

“Aaaarrrggghhh!” Sharon groaned as the very big instrument began to push
away her snugly fitting rectal walls. In spite of the initial
discomfort, she pushed her buttocks backward, trying to capture more of
the delicious hard instrument. Although this was the 1st real sexual
experience any chick could ever have. His long slender hardness seemed
to fill up her very soul as it pushed its way slowly through her
throbbing, softly resisting nether hole. The pleasurable sock of being
filled up with a dog’s large, pulsating animal dick was like nothing
she had ever experienced before. Her nibbling anal channel wanted
instinctively to gobble it up until it disappeared up inside her belly
with Cesar’s soft stomach fur bouncing another timest the marble smoothness of
her backside.

“Daaarrrllling!” she whooshed, her breath coming in ragged gasps.

She wiggled backward, trying to impale as much of herself on his
wonderfully exciting dick as she could, but the twinges of pain she
was beginning to feel forced her to back off it another time.

Cesar was relentless, however. Digging into her bare white back
savagely with his paws, he grunted, barked, and yelped as he hammered
his rigid animal hardness forward into her snug rectal hole yet one
more inch.

Sharon’s long white hair hung down all over the bed, covering her
panting, gasping face. Now that the thicker part of the enormous rod of
shaft had entered her nether opening, the feeling was not near as sweet
as it had been at 1st. There was some pain as he opened her tender
nether hole with his gradually expanding dick. As moist and slick as
it was, it was still throbbing with the hard ridges of his swollen
veins, and she could feel every final iota of their savage pulsing
pressure inside her futilely resisting passage.

She groaned as the dog rammed forward still further. Now it seemed as
if he would split her right down the center. Her belly felt as if it
were on fire. Still, though, she could feel surges of animal-like
pleasure overlapping the agony of her anal channel being sent asbeneath.
She wanted this, and at the same time she didn’t want it. She couldn’t
make up her mind. It was agonizing, and yet within that agony was a
fierce, soul-dissolving sort of pleasure that could not be denied.

Meanwhile, Cesar’s saliva was dripping all over her nakedly hunched
back, flowing down the indentations along her backbone and into the
cleft of her buttocks. Some of it managed to lubricate his wildly
pulsating dick, and trickling down the shaft it found its wet way into
the crinkled mouth of her ass. As the dog drew back sdarkly, worming
his dick around in her squirming horny passage, the pain seemed to let
up and her backside became somewhat lubricated.

Then with one powerful lunge of his haunches, he savagely rammed his
long hard dick up into her tightly resisting ass, burying his dick to
the hilt in her warm buttery flesh.

“Afrrrggghhh!” she gargled throatily as his enormous blood engorged
dick pushed forward into her softly yielding face. He was entirely
inside of her now, and with an expertness born of long experience, he
wormed his slippery organ around her nether passage to drag harsh,
broken little cries of ecstasy from her passion-drenched lips.

That seemed to act as a cue for the passionately enraged German
shepherd, and now he began squirming and fucking madly into the sex-
crazed young youngr, ringing piteous whimpers of insane lust from her
open and drooling mouth.

His long merciless dick seemed to be growing increasingly within her
fire-filled belly, and for a moment the chick thought it was going to
plunge in all the way and come out her gasping throat! The resilient
flesh of her full, firm breasts rippled and jounced from each jarring
impact of his barrage, their pebble-hard nipples rubbing excitingly
across the coverlet of her bed. Overcome now with lewd desire, the
helpless youngr found herself grinding backward with a mindless lust,
pushing the wide-stretched moons of her helplessly upthrust ass cheeks
back onto his love-slick dick, its pleasure-bringing hardness
skewering wildly up into her passion-inflamed anal passage.

By now almost all of the pain had subsided, and as her slavering animal
master pressed forward the final inch of his masterful, all-subduing
dick into her aching nether aperture, she found that she was another time more
happy than she was in pain. Indeed, the pain had evaporated until
finally there was nothing but a wondrous feeling of joyous surrender
spilling outward from her wildly tingling loins, a feeling of ecstasy
and happiness greater than anything she’d ever known in her life! There
was a dynamic pressure building in her hornyly boiling anal channel that
had a screaming, fluid urgency all its own … pressure pyramiding
toward an incredibly high level of sheer, unadulterated bliss.

“Ahhhhh … ohhhhhh … daaarrrling!” she sighed. “Fuck me!” she
screamed, groaned, and gasped, straining sluttishly beneath her canine
lover, wapproveing in subjugation and bestial humiliation. His rampaging
dick disappeared up into her then came out another time with her puckering
anal lips clutching it like a child’s lips around a lollipop. Then he
thrust his throbbing hardness up into her tight little opening another time,
bringing sharp cries of ecstasy from her open mouth. She gurgled and
gargled and thrashed beneath his inperson maddening fucking that had
destroyed all her reason.

Sharon was vaguely aware that she was straining her lewdly upturned
buttocks back over his punishing dick in obscene cadence with his
blissfully lewd pumping of the churning inferno up between her
trembling white thighs. The thirteen year old was sure of little more
than that, as she undulated her hips back toward him in small,
pleasure-seeking circles … actually abandoning herself totally in the
breathtaking fucking she was getting in her rectal hole. Her beautiful
head flailed wildly, her long, disheveled platinum hair flying back and
forth. Then she twisted her wantonly contorted face, capturing the
intense rapture their all-consuming bestial fucking was providing for
him. For some reason this seemed to her the greatest compliment, and
she suddenly felt blissfully, wonderfully happy! The feeling in her
loins was too great, too beautiful! Why had it taken her so long to
find this wonderful moment! There was a tremendous, ever-expanding
balloon in her belly that was blowing up with pleasure!

With growing ferocity, rasping and grunting savagely, the big dog
continued to pump his wetly glistening dick in and out of her clasping
nether passage, shoving her face sidewise down into the bed with every
obscene forward push. Sharon ground her teeth with a mixture of shame
and happiness, yearning for him to empty at final his scalding animal
sperm inside of her. Her desire-confused brain whirled with the
absolute luridness of their situation, while her naked young face
trembled in its subservient position to the overwhelming mind-bending
sensations he had set blazing in her passion-incited loins. Then her
glazed, lust-dragged eyes saw the reflection of their lewdly locked
position in the vanity mirror, and she groaned happily at the
provocative visions. The animalistic obscenity of the very big German
shepherd straddling the opened white moons of her smoothly curved ass
cheeks sent a jolt of unbelievable lasciviousness burning through her
erotically quivering flesh.

Sharon gasped as she glimpsed as well the breathtaking sight of his
long moist dick emerging from between her whitely quivering ass cheeks,
then plunging back inside another time. Cesar’s whimpering sounds also served
to thrill her lewdly as his forepaws struggled to hold onto the smooth
curves of her naked waist. With a low throated moan of ardent
surrender, the thirteen year old love slave ground her hungrily
tremoring buttocks backward over his fiercely punishing hardness, her
feverish passion driving her wild!

“Fuck me! Oh! Yes! Fuck me!” she wailed, heedless of all morality.

Cesar grunted lewdly and in answer humped forward heavily, his sperm-
gorged balls slapping into her nest of soaked fuckhole hair up between her
thighs. The long spear of his thickly hardened canine dick moved
deeply upward into the hungrily squirming orifice of her backside.

Sharon’s eyes bulged as she saw his furious attack in the mirror,
saw his scarlet dick slithering upward into her rectal channel
with a fierce wet rush, burying itself to the hilt in her well-
stretched passage. She saw and felt his sperm-laden testicles in their
taut furry sac bouncing another timest her quivering fuckhole flesh, and the
sight almost drove her out of her mind with a lewd desire that knew no
bounds.

“Oh! Oh! OH!” she cried, her wide blue eyes gaping unseeingly as her
wildly panting dog-love banged all the more frantically into her
slavishly kneeling face. Her head felt like it would explode with every
savage, breast-rippling thrust, as his long scarlet hardness pistoned
into her without mercy and she tried desperately to match his cadence.

Unprecedented sensations of animal lust filled her entire nervous
system until she wanted to scream out loud. Cesar battered her virginal
young helplessness with a ferociousness born of his bestial lust, his
painfully very big dick sinking to its immense full length, a relentless
shaft of slippery joy filling her sensually squirming belly with all of
its wonderful hardness!

The young chick rotated her buttocks desperately over his powerful
instrument with uncontrollable whimpering mewls, clenching and
unclenching her hornyly clinging rectal walls over the entire length of
his heavily ridged dick with a masochistic cry of wanton pleasure

And then suddenly she could feel her 1st dick-inspired orgasm come
spiraling upward from the depths of her abdomen, sending jolt after
jolt of wildly ecstatic sensations surging through her loins. In the
mirror her passion-glazed eyes could see Cesar’s long red dick
vanishing like a reddened broom handle between the rotating cheeks of
her naked gleaming buttocks. His furious fucking was frantically jerky
and swifter than her addled brain could cope with! And then … and
then!

“OH! OHHHHHH!” she wailed breathlessly, “OH, I’M spermMING!”

Her clasping anal flesh clung like a tightened fist in a rubber glove
to his very big hardness as the big dog suddenly began jerking and
shuddering its deeply buried instrument squirting horny gushes of animal
semen to slosh around like liquid fire in the hungry bowl of her
helplessly trembling young belly. Her rectum clasped hungrily around
his sperm-slickened rod as she felt spasms of unbelievable dedark
rippling through her young flesh totally unlike anything she’d ever
felt before. Her nether passage licked and milked on his madly spurting
dick while the little young asian writhed through her own rapturous
climax, uttering sharp little cries of amazement and happiness, her
flawless white flesh breaking out with sweat as her rectum swapproveed
all of Cesar’s animal sperm and then licked upward on it to get more.

“Oh! OH! OHHHHH!” she wailed, her pussy and rectum both gushing out
their liquid passion all over his sharply pistoning dick, his rapidly
emptying balls and lower belly, and flowing down the rounded cheeks of
her trembling young ass, down her inner thighs, to fall onto the red
satin coverlet below.

And, in fact, she was so lost in her delirium of licentious desire and
orgasmic lust, that she didn’t even notice the tall figure standing in
the bedroom doorway, seeing everything, witnessing all of her vicious
animalistic depravity …

Chapter 10

“Is… is that you, Rhonda?” stammered Sharon after lying there on the
side of her face for a seeming eternity after Cesar had already slid
his deflating animal dick out of her snugly grasping ass. Her eyelids
felt blue and heavy. Her eyelashes fluttered faintly. In the crevice of
her buttocks, and down below into the seeping pink folds of her pussy,
she felt all wet and spent. Her budding young face had been drained.
But she was happy.

“Yes, it’s me, Sharon. May I come in?”

“Uh, huh.”

Rhonda came forward, tightening the belt on her robe and swinging her
long red hair over her shoulders.

“Did I do wrong, Rhonda?” Sharon asked plaintively, looking up through
her long platinum hair with those bright blue, still childish eyes of
hers.

Rhonda stroked her sister’s cheek gently. “No, baby. You did right.
We’re both going to be free of hangups our mom imposed on us. I
know we’ve both learned more in one day than our parents taught us in
a lifetime.”

Rhonda chuckled softly, then reached down to animal the masterful German
shepherd.

Sharon blushed crimson, her cheeks puffing up very large and rosey-
hued. “I-l couldn’t help myself, Rhonda. He—he was so demanding …
he begined barking at me and snarling and … He made me want it in
spite of myself, in spite of the fact that mom would not approve.”

“You mean he made you want to fuck, is that it?”

Sharon continued to blush furiously. Her sister’s use of the obscene
language was stirring up her loins another time in a way that she would have
considered unmentionable only a few hours before. “But—oh, Rhonda,
that’s a dirty word. It makes me feel all funny when you use it.”

“Let’s try to break loose of our inhibitions, shall we honey?” She
paused. “You did like it, didn’t you?”

“Oh, yes,” she confessed. “It was wonderful when he rammed his dick
into my asshole.” She was surprised that she could use such foul
language and not feel guilty or disturbed by it. It was contrary to
everything she’d been taught. She could feel her small, sensitive
clitoris beginning to tingle urgently. “I loved it!” she cried.

“But did he satisfy you?” Rhonda probed.

“Ohhh, yes, he did, sister. But I don’t know there’s anything that
could compare to having a real man’s dick inside of me.” Sharon winced,
still rubbing her wet little pussy as though she were polishing it of
tarnish. The moist oval folds of her fuckhole and the creamily glistening
dark hole in the center of her face. Her fuckhole hair sparkled with drops
of sperm, and she rubbed herself furiously with her fingers in order—hopefully—to get rid of some of the itch her sister had produced by
her filthy talk.

“You’re a little doll, aren’t you?” Rhonda said aloud. “I didn’t
realize my little sister was growing up to have such a beautiful little
pussy, just best for fucking.” She smiled and reached down into
Cesar’s genital area to locate his quiescent hidden dick. She began
playing with it casually as she asked her lovely young sister. “Are you
sure you wouldn’t like Cesar to stuff his dick up inside you, dear?
That might make you feel better.”

“Oh, what I really want …” she paused, her eyes downcast.

“What, honey?”

“Oh, I can’t say it! You wouldn’t like it if I did.”

“Come on, we’re sisters, aren’t we?”

“I want to make love to Bob. Oh, he’s so sexy and strong. Such a man,
not like these stupid creeps who’re always after me …”

To want to fuck her brother-in-law? That was almost incest. When she
could have Cesar’s gigantic eight-inch dick stuffing itself in and out
of her snugly virginal pussyal chambers.

Or was it so ridiculous? Maybe not so much as at 1st glance-for if
Bob could be coaxed into an affair with her younger sister, then he
would be less likely to complain if Rhonda took up with Cesar on a
permanent basis. And everything would end happily ever after. Sharon
would have her brother-in-law, and Rhonda would have both a husband and
a dog lover.

“That’s very admirable of you to be able to express your desires like
that, Sharon,” Rhonda said at final, when she could get her wits
together. “Just how long have you felt this way?”

Sharon looked away sheepishly. She couldn’t help pushing her fingers in
and out of her seeping young pussy, until finally she had wedged them so
deeply that her middle finger bounced another timest her tight little hymen.
Then she moved her fingers around, making herself gasp as she battled
her sensitive little clitoris back and forth.

“Then there’s only one thing to do,” said Rhonda determinedly. “Bob
called just a few minutes ago saying he’s coming back home early. Seems
he got the job and the Vice President wants to come down here to scout
out a location for a new plant. So tonight when Bob comes home, you can
seduce him.”

Rhonda grinned and ran the smooth palm of her open hand over her
sister’s quivering, rosy-peaked breasts. The pert youngr shivered and
her nipples stiffened ardently at this wanton realization. “When Bob
sees these young tits, he’ll go crazy. Bob is a real breast man.”

“You’re not jealous, are you?” the young love-slave asked tremulously.

“Don’t be silly! I love you all. We’re a family, darling, and families
stay together.”

“Is Cesar part of our family, too?”

Rhonda looked sullen for a moment. “I dearly hope so. Oh, we both love
him so much. I only hope Marla beneathstands that.”

• * *

They had it all planned out. The formula was simple, really. The 1st
move would be to get Rhonda out of the way on some flimsy pretext.
After that Sharon would have to depend on her own imagination. After
all the maturing she had done today, she didn’t have any doubts about
her ability to manage the situation, although she was a bit nervous.

They were all seated at the kitchen table; the dinner dishes were
stacked in the sink.

“You look like the cat that’s swapproveed the canary,” Bob said, looking
at Rhonda’s young sister, trying to figure out just what was different
about her today.

Sharon giggled and fluttered her eyelashes, which Rhonda had elongated
with mascara. Rhonda laughed and put her hand on Bob’s bulging genitals
beneath the table. So he did have the hornys for her little sister, after
all! He was stiff as a board.

“She’s just in a giggly mood, that’s all,” she told her fiancee,
squeezing his bursting dick and balls gently. “You know how chicks are
in puberty.”

Bob winced and shorny her a dark, puzzled look. What was happening
between these two?

Sharon just smiled another time and pushed some bright platinum hair out of
her eyes. She could hardly wait to show her brother-in-law-to-be the
hairs on her fuckhole … so asian and soft.

While Rhonda had been combing out her hair, Sharon had confessed that
she had witnessed her sister licking on Cesar’s dick and swapproveing
his squirting animal sperm, but her sister didn’t seem to mind. Instead
she rambled aimlessly into discussing how Sharon was going to arrange
to fuck Bob this evening.

Bob dropped one hand beneathneath the table and covered hers with it. She
continued to gently milk his sexual organs, and his dick was pumping
itself full of blood in savage expectation of a rollicking good
fucking. He tried to signal Rhonda not to continue, but she appeared to
ignore him. Finally he just resigned himself to her astonishing lewd
behavior—she had never done anything this aggressive before.

“Oh, Sharon’s a big chick. She probably knows more about sex than you
do.”

Bob glanced speculatively at his rapidly growing up sister-in-law. She
probably did at that! He noted with some heat that the ovals of her
saucy red lips were just bestly formed for licking. What a shame
that some lucky man would get that instead of him. He closed his eyes,
and his nostrils flared sdarkly as he visualized Sharon’s young mouth
closing all warm and moist and soft about his long dick. Rhonda would
never do that for him.

“Rhonda!” he gasped, no longer able to control himself. Her thumb
passed over the eye of his dick, rubbing off the seepage of pre-
ejaculate that had appeared there. He glanced at Sharon, but she had
her head down and was twirling the napkin. Apparently the chick had
noticed nothing. Bob signalled to his fiancee vigorously with his eyes,
but to no avail. another time and another time she pretended not to notice him.

“Rhonda,” he finally rasped in a low voice. “Stop that!”

But his fiancee only giggled. Finally he managed to summon the strength
to pull her hand away. He crossed his legs just as there was a
pronounced scratching at the kitchen door.

“Is that that goddamned dog from next door?” he said somewhat crossly,
really peeved at his sexual frustration. He looked at his gorgeous
sister-in-law another time and his dick gave a heart-stopped jerk.

“Yes, that’s Cesar,” Rhonda said, getting up from the table. Marla
asked me to take care of him until the weekend. Really, Bob, he’s no
trouble at all,” she said, winking at her little sister. “As a matter
of fact … I’m glad you reminded me. Marla said for me to stop by
tonight and pick up his vitamins. She gives him vitamins every day to
keep him healthy and in good condition,” she added with a smirk that
only Sharon beneathstood.

Bob nodded in consent. He reached down with one hand beneath the table
and, face flaming, struggled to put his dick back inside his pants and
shorts. Then he zipped himself up, uncomfortably aware of the loud
whirl of the metallic teeth meshing. “Be back very soon?” he grunted after a
moment’s hesitation.

“Be back in a jiff! Take care you two,” said Rhonda, leaving the room
and heading for the front door as planned. Bob saw her walk off,
just a trace puzzled. She smoothed her hands over her sexily swaying
hips and then was gone.

After Rhonda left the room, Bob coughed nervously, eyeing his very soon to
be sister-in-law who sat grinning at him from the other side of the
kitchen table. He felt as nervous as a boy on a 1st date. It was
somewhat unusual for them to be left alone together with Rhonda gone.

“How are you doing?” he asked at final, trying to fill the silence.

Sharon stood up and seemed to stretch and yawn, bending her long,
slender arms at the elbows and bringing her small fists to her mouth.
“Yes, I really like it here with Rhonda.” Her ripely budding breasts
seemed to leap out at his face from beneath the tight sweater which she
wore. Her sweater, beneath the strain of her budding breasts, seemed to
have accidentally opened a button so that now her cleavage was really
beginling. The swelling hillocks of her healthy young breasts were of
such creamy smooth flesh that it was all he could do to keep himself
from reaching out for them.

“Whow. I feel so lazy from the sun today. What do you say we turn on
the radio?” And with that she jounced into the living room, her long
curls bouncing around her back, her surprisingly mature buttocks
wiggling in a sensual enticement.

Bob couldn’t keep his eyes off her now. His dick had remained very big and
hard, and was currently throbbing as if it were filled with gunpowder
and about to be detonated. He pushed back his chair and staggered to
his feet, wiping his lips clumsily with his napkin and dropping it to
the floor. He moved off after her as if he were hypnotized.

Sharon was turning the radio to a local rock n’ roll station where the
Eagles were in the midst of one of their top forty tunes.

Bob felt his blood boil as she begined dancing with that lascivious,
abandoned rhythm so common to kids these days. Christ! There was almost
a wantonness about the dance’s movements, so unlike when he was in high
school. And now Sharon, his fiancee’s sister, was doing all of their
gyrations, her beautiful young breasts bobbing, her hourglass hips
shaking from side to side, her long asian hair flying around! Christ!
Why did she have to be Rhonda’s sister?

Sharon raised her arms and pursed her lips sexily. As her lovely long
arms moved up and back, her breasts bounced that much more and her hips
swayed titillatingly in time to the raucous, primitive music.

“Sharon,” he gulped. “My God …”

Suddenly it seemed as if yet another one of the buttons on her sweater
had come open, revealing yet another gorgeously tantalizing expanse of
soft warm flesh. Bob was amazed to be able to glimpse one of the large
strawberry crests on her breasts, for the already low-cut sweater had
come open that much.

He loosened his neck tie, the sweat pouring out on his forehead His
tremendous hard-on was sticking up pointedly in his pants, and he was
at a total loss as to what to do. Should he dance with her, or tell her
to stop or what? God, if Rhonda came home and found him dancing with
her little sister … oh, noface could tell what that fiery redhead
might do.

Bob gasped and snorted. He looked around as if expecting to see Rhonda
come in any minute. “Well—I, that is, look here, young chick … this
is no way to act …”

But Sharon only laughed deliciously, sensing her impending triumph. Her
sister had coached her what to say to get Bob turned on.

Suddenly she danced and swayed closer to Bob, humming through the
music. The next button of her braless sweater fell away right on cue,
and now both of her breasts were in fairly plain view down to their
nipples. “Bob,” she murmured huskily, reaching down to grab the point
where his dick was sticking out a mile. “Don’t you want to see my
titties?” Then she blinked as if pleasantly surprised. “Why, Bob, your
prick is all hard! You wanted to see my titties! You want to touch
them! Say you do!”

“Well, I—! ” He gazed at her firmly upthrust breast out of the
corner of his eye, nervously wetting his lips with his tongue. This was
a dirty middle-aged man’s dream come true. Sharon had such glorious
young breasts with those oversized nipples that no man could help but
want to lick on them. Then, before he knew what was happening she was
tattooing the back of his neck with her fingernails and drawing his
head down, down, down … until the magnetic attraction between his
lips and the nipples of her left breast could no longer be fought …

“Ohhhhhh, Bob,” she whistled ecstatically as his mouth drew in her
distended nipple as much of the surrounding breast flesh as he could
get, licking ravenously like a baby who hadn’t eaten in days. “Ohhhh,
Bobbbby …” she sighed, her eyes rolling upward, her hand reaching
down for the elongated bulge of his fully erect dick another time. “You’re
licking on my titties like you’ve wanted to for a verreeeeee long time.
Arrrggghhhooowww!”

Sharon had never had anyone’s lips fastened on her sensitive mounds of
flesh before, and as her sister’s fiancee licked hungrily, his hand
came up to grip her other breast, squeezing it and twisting it. She
groaned and panted for air. Who would have thought that a man playing
with her breasts like this would have such a wild effect on her? Her
virginal little pussy was flowing in heated anticipation, soaking her
fuckhole hair.

As for Bob, he felt delirious. He had never seen such firmly
magnificent breasts before, and the fact that they belonged to his own
precocious thirteen year old sister-in-law to be made them all the more
exciting. He licked, mouthed, nibbled and licked ravenously. Her large
hard nipple was batted about by his tongue and then nibbled thrillingly
with his teeth. Sharon squeezed the bulge in his pants lasciviously and
moaned her beautiful head lying back in wantonness, her shining white
hair lying all the way down to the top of her curvaceous buttocks.

“You’re so sexy, Bob …” she exulted, squeezing his genitals hungrily.
“I’ve wanted to lick on your prick for ages, Bob … ohhh, soo nice
…!”

Bob pushed her back toward the couch until she sat down on it. By now
he was so out of his mind with desire he had totally forgotten about
Rhonda and wouldn’t have given a damn anyway if she had shown up. All
his loins could know of was fucking this beautiful, platinum haired
chick.

He propped up her legs so that her skirt fell off to the sides, and was
surprised to find that she wasn’t wearing any panties. Her asian fuckhole
hair was all wet and the seeping oval wet folds of her open pussy looked
as shiny as if they had been greased.

“God,” he murmured in adoration of all the asian fuckhole hair and her
open, desirable young pussy. Sharon was the most desirable thing he’d
ever seen in his life. He pushed his hands beneath her firmly resilient
buttocks and drew her toward his mouth as if her pink pussyal slit were
a slice of watermelon. In another moment his lips were moving through
her sparse pubic curls and then touching her moist quivering fuckhole. He
slipped his tongue in through the horny layers of wet flesh to locate her
hypersensitive clitoris, and licked on it madly, dragging little cries,
groans and sighs of ecstasy from her deep within her lust-constricted
throat.

“Oh, bob, if you only knew how great that feels! Oh God, fuck me!”

This final lewd phrase pushed the mindlessly aroused young brother-in-
law completely over the edge of reason. Staggering to his feet to
straighten out his pants, he unzipped them and pushed down his shorts
as well.

Sharon gasped as his long hard dick sprang upward out of its confining
clothing. She felt as if she were going blind with happiness. This was
the moment she’d been waiting for!

“Fuck me, Bob!” she cried, pointing to her wet, quivering pussy. “I’m
a virgin and I want you to be the 1st.”

These words affected him as if she had bit the end of his savagely
pulsating rod. Dropping to his knees another time, he reached forward and
pulled her lewdly writhing little face towards him. His massively
pulsating dick passed smoothly forward between her outstretched legs
bumping thrillingly another timest her sleek young thighs, and then at final
were passing through the warm, moist curls of fuckhole hair covering her
tight little pussy. When the rubbery soft tip met at final her seeping
pussyal mouth, his heart felt as if it would burst. At final! He closed
his eyes and shoved forward, the walls of her fuckhole receiving his dick
as if with a million fucking hands, undulating and kissing it all over.
Bob sighed, then cried out momentarily—as she did—when his
massive dick head bumped the soft, tissue paper fragility of her hymen.
And then it was passing through and up into her virginal pussy, all of
the wet warmth of her sex closing about his fuckingly.

He looked down and could see his heavily ridged, blood-bloated
instrument disappearing up into her belly, just the tiniest speck of
blood dripping onto the couch. He put his arms around her excitedly
undulating hips, and buried his nostrils in her scented young hair. Her
warm little breasts strongly pressed up another timest his chest as he ran his
hands all over the exciting nakedness of her young flesh.

This was the moment he had been waiting for. His pelvis lurched
forward, embedding his very big staff of male flesh deep up inside her
tightly clasping pussy until their pubic mound bumped and ground
together, their hairs becoming intertwined momentarily before he jerked
his hips backward another time and his wetly glistening dick came sliding out
with her pussyal lips clinging to the thick shaft. Then he gently slid
forward another time, burying his hardness in her softness another time. She was snug
but as smooth as wet sealskin as he banged in and out of her wetly
throbbing fuckhole, their bellies smacking together, his balls bouncing
softly another timest the couch cushion.

“Bobbeee, I love you!” she cried, licking his ear and washing it out,
then taking it entirely into her ardent sultry red mouth and licking on
it. Bob sighed and shut his eyes, delirious with happiness. This was
the most wonderful thing that had ever happened in his life.

So wonderful, in fact, that he failed to notice entirely the sounds of
Rhonda returning home surreptitiously—the sounds of the door
opening, the pattering of platform shoes and 4 paws across the
kitchen tiles. In another moment Rhonda had lifted Cesar onto the couch
and gotten him up into a standing position so that his own glistening
pink dick was sliding forward out of its sheath. Sharon inclined her
head sdarkly and took in as much of the dog’s immense dick into her
mouth as she could, licking ravenously as her brother-in-law continued
to fuck her.

By the time Bob had opened his eyes and noticed what was going on, he
was too far gone to care. And anyway his moral position was not very
good, as here he was fucking his own thirteen year old virginal sister-
in-law. He couldn’t very well protest, then, at her licking on a dog’s
dick. So he merely closed his eyes another time and continued fucking.

Rhonda sjourneyped off her clothes and then sat down naked on the caranimal,
darking a cigarette as she saw her gorgeous asian sister being
banged by both the neighbor’s German shepherd and by her fiancee. It
probably wouldn’t be a bad idea to get some pictures of this, but that
could wait until later.

In the meantime she would just sit there, finishing her cigarette and
rubbing her fingers into the slippery wet folds of her fuckhole. She would
want to have Cesar’s long beautiful dick ramming up inside her rectum
next while she licked on her husband’s dick, and wouldn’t that be a
surprise to Bob! She had always been such a prude in sexual matters—until this beautiful dog liberated her face and soul.

But then they were in the future now, a bright new future. Cesar, that
wonderful neighborhood pest, had come to change their lives. She would
love him for all eternity, and Bob as well. Maybe Sharon could come and
live with them once they were married. And Cesar? What about Cesar?
Rhonda couldn’t bring herself to know about that unhappiness now …

Eventually tiring of her cigarette and the grim thought of losing the
animal back to her neighbor, the tall redhead stubbed out the butt and
sauntered over to her fiancee. Gripping his perspiration soaked curls,
she twisted his head around to bring his nose and mouth directly in
contact with her hornyly squirming fuckhole.

Bob got the idea immediately, his tongue shooting out to penetrate the
trickling wet folds, moving inward swiftly through her hair-lined
furrow to lick at her vibrating little clitoris. Rhonda groaned, her
head falling back with all of her long red hair falling over her
prettily dimpled buttocks. The nearness of her very big hard breasts also
acted like a magnet for Cesar’s lengthy red tongue, and he began
lapping them hungrily in a dual assault of oralism.

By now Bob could feel his orgasm come thbeneathing up from his wildly
throbbing testicles. He groaned loudly, shuddered once, and then he was
spewing his horny churning sperm upwards into his young sister-in-law’s
ecstatically rippling pussyal passage just as Cesar also began barking
and helping, squirting scalding animal seed down Sharon’s gluttonously
licking throat.

With sperm being poured into her from both ends, the lascivious thirteen
year old asian reached her own orgasm as well, gushing a clear
viscious fluid all over her brother-in-law’s still pistoning dick as
she wailed in rapture, “I’m spermming!”

Her mind spun with ecstasy and she wanted to swoon—but not before
her greedy little pussy and mouth had gobbled as much sperm into her belly
as she could take.

By their side, her gorgeous redheaded sister was also reaching her
climax beneath the mouths and tongues of her fiancee and animal lover.
Rhonda groaned and twisted as if trying to get away, then smashed her
wildly throbbing fuckhole over Bob’s face like a rubber mask, groaning
endlessly as a series of loins-splitting orgasms rent her flesh, one on
top of the other, from toe nails to hair ends.

By the time the 4 of them had stopped shuddering, the two females
were lying on their backs on the caranimal, holding hands and moaning as
only a satisfied woman can moan. Cesar lay down, too.

“What … how?” Bob looked up at Cesar quizzically. Then seeing the
smirk on his fiancee’s face, he broke out into a grin, too. “Some show,
doggie! What do you do for encores?”

“He’s our new animal, darling. Borrowed ‘til the weekend, but he doesn’t
live far away,” informed Rhonda.

“Christ, if that’s what it takes to get you two off, then I’m all for
it. If you’re going to make it with other males, I guess a dog isn’t
going to steal your heart away.”

“Oh, yeah,” giggled Rhonda. “You’ve got pretty stiff comanimalition
there.”

“Tell you what. You can have Cesar and I’ll take your little sister
here. It’s best we make those arrangements now before we’re married
…” Bob looked serious for a moment.

“That’s right darling … Oh, so much has happened since you went away.
So much has changed. But I have the feeling it’s all for the better
…”

Bob looked down at Sharon’s parted unblemished ass cheeks and moved his
rigidly growing dick in between to part them towards her snugly
puckered ass. “So do I,” he smiled up at his spouse-to-be.

John, my husband, said, “If the drought finals much longer we won’t get much for the corn crop.”

“Honey,” I replied, “it will rain very soon, I’m sure it will—it always does.”

“Yeah,” John replied, “but it may be too little, to late for us, we will be lucky if we get 15 cents a bushel this season. How come you were so late getting back form town today anyway?”

“Well honey, I was shopping and I ran into Mary and we talked—I did go buy tapes etc. to get the videos you wanted though.”

“Oh, well thanks,” he said, “which two did you get?”

“Well, the Beach chicks one was rented out so I got California chicks instead—it sounded good.”

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“Yeah, I guess they are all about the same stuff anyway,” said John with a sigh. Married 4 years, we have had our ups and downs, and things do get tough when the weather is bad and things are not going well on the barn. I switched on the television but nothing was on so I put a tape in the VCR while John finished writing out the bills. I thought how wonderful things were when we had 1st met and how really nice our relation had been, and I really did long for the horny passion of John’s early lovemaking—but I guess all good things must come to an end after a time. For early fall it was a very cold evening, so I put a couple more mesquite logs on the fireplace—they crackled and hissed, sending up thin sweet curls of smoke. Jake, one of our two full grown German Shepherds, got up and slowly began to lank away from the fireplace. Max had already eaten his dinner and was in the kitchen, fast asleep.

“Honey, are you done?” I called, “You are going to miss the begin of it.”

“Just a sec,” he said, “I can hear the sound from here.”

“But you won’t, you can’t see the film,” I replied.

“OK” said John, “bring me a bowl of the popcorn you just made hon…”

“Just like a man,” I thought, “they only know of themselves!” We sat down. Two gals, not really great looking, I might add, came out of a beach home and they immediately begined coming on to this handsome hunk of a guy—then they all got down to skinny dipping in the surf.

One of the gals produced a very big dildo which they then begined teasing each other with—the hunk later begined on one of the gals while she was on all 4s with her bosom resting on a sand castle, the other gal looked on and cooed, then teased them. It was really kind of corny, and maybe even funny at times. John remarked—“this licks!”

I passed him the rest of my popcorn and he replied “No thanks hon, I’m full—maybe we should just turn in?”

“Wait awhile, John,” I said, “I want to watch the news at eleven, they have a tale on the new high school, Baron High.

“OK well I know, I’ll just snooze for a bit and you can do what you want.”

I settled back on the sofa and thought about my childhood, the old school pals I had and how everything had led up to where I was now—at this minute. I was really very tired and the sound of the television seemed far away….

Woof! Gurrrrrrrr! Woof!

I awoke with a begin—Jake was on my lap and growling—something was wrong! Bleary eyed, I realized I must have dozed off and left the video running till the end—barely in focus I looked through fuzzy eyes at the television screen …. am I dreaming?

Hahh … hah … haah ….hahhhhh … huuh … hah … I heard the sound of a dog panting wildly, and there was this chick on the screen, clad only in black stockings and kinky black high heals with this very big dog, he looked like a Great Dane, porking her from behind in a wild frenzy. I mean his tail was thrashing, and he was grunting in pure animal lust, as this chick screamed in dedark (she didn’t sound like she was faking to me), all the muscles in his very big back legs were spasming and twitching as he thrust, I suppose, his dick into her—another time and another time. The volume was up and I could hear the slop…slap… slap…slap…slop… sounds as he thrust into her, the Dane’s very big back paws were hopping off the caranimal as he stabbed into her relentlessly, I sensed her pain as his rump flattened and he leaped onto her once really hard, and she tried to scoot forward to escape him.

There was no escape from this animal though—he had her, pure and simple. Not too much longer, and it appeared to be over, he stopped his wild thrusting and his very big head hung over her left shoulder, he stopped moving. I could see his drool running down her neck and onto the caranimal then he licked her hair several times fuckingly as if to thank his slut for a good fuck.

Aghast, I looked on and I was shocked, but at the same time could not help but admire that animal. “He knows what he is doing,” I said to myself, “there is not a man alive that can screw a chick like he just did!” I began to feel a horny rush of lust and passion, the glow in my pelvis and thighs that I get when I really get turned on—it had been awhile. The attendant, I assume male or female I could not tell, helped the dog off her back and around behind and I saw they were still stuck together end to end just like two barn dogs! “My God,” I thought, “that must smart,” but the gal seemed to love it as she moaned and purred with dedark—the dog was panting very hard now—he had quite a workout by then.

Dizzily coming back to reality I jumped up to hit the OFF switch. “John mustn’t see this!” I thought, blushing horny pink. I turned off the television and begined back to the couch, then I saw John’s face—I mean he was totally mesmerized, his mouth wide open—he must have seen it all by that look on his face!

“Hon… I’m sorry,” I blurted out, “that was not supposed to be on the tape, I mean well, it was only an X rated movie—someone must have dubbed that stuff in at the end.”

He paused for what seemed like an eternity, and then he replied, “Honey, I don’t mind, in fact I thought it was the best part and I would not mind seeing that another time. If you would rather not then you can get ready for bed and I’ll join you in a bit.”

He had that boyish grin of mischief on his face that I had not seen in a long long while, and I just thought to myself, “Well why not, I’ll just humor him for a bit, he is my husband. Anyway I kind of wanted to see how it all ended.”

So we saw it another time and another time—after the Dane finished his masculine work, that gorgeous dog proceeded to lick her all over—especially her fuckhole as she began to squeal in dedark—it was strange, but wonderful to see him lick her so thoroughly—I noticed I was getting very, very horny, and it wasn’t only because of the fireplace!.

Dogs seem to have a sixth sense, I mean they can sense the thoughts in your brain. I looked at Jake in a new dark now—his strong build and muscular chest, dark colored beneathneath, and his very bright eyes and large triangular ears—he seemed more striking now than ever. He sat very erect on his haunches, forepaws close together, strong and still except for his tail which rhythmically thumped the caranimal.

“Oh!” I thought, “Put those ideas out of you’re mind chick. I mean, how could I ever another time shake the hands of all the people at my church, all the while knowing that I had given in to my carnal lust—and with an animal!”

Jake looked at me, his long magnificent tongue lolling out of his mouth and, it seemed to me right now he had that “come hither look,” in his deep brown eyes—or was it just my imagination

I had never even thought of such a thing until tonight. I could not even imagine what it would be like to be taken by a wild animal. The thought of it had never really entered my mind. I had read several years back in Time Magazine that in Iran, during the reign of the Shaw, Muslim political prisoners, both male and female alike were humiliated, to the jeers of on-looking prison guards, as they were fuckd repeatedly by specially trained large dogs! I am religious, but not a saint by any means, and I thought at the time that this was very cruel—especially since devout Muslims value their purity on top of all else. “The dogs have to be trained to do it,” I thought, “That Dane must have been through his ‘act’ many times, and he was just doing what he was trained to do best—make videos for money, that’s all. A normal dog, like my Jake would just not do that stuff—unless he was forced to.”

My face was horny and my throat was dry and raspy, although it was getting late John, got out of his chair and went into the kitchen—I heard the sound of the fridge open and then a ‘pop’ as he opened a beer.

“Please hon, could you bring me one?” I yelled, “I gave you the rest of my popcorn!”

“No problem,” he replied, then he added, “How did they ever get a chick to do that sorta thing anyways?”

“I don’t really know hon… but I guess she was just a prostitute and some of them will do almost anything for money.”

“It turned me on,” John replied, “I would really like to see it live—I mean in the flesh—not just on video television.”

“I know what you are suggesting and, well you can just forget about it and in any case we don’t even have the dog!”

“Hehe,” he chuckled, “we have two dogs.

“Just quit teasing me,” I said, as he handed me the beer. It was cool and crisp and I gulped it down gratefully. “I could use another drink hon. I feel so horny…”

John just proceeded to bring the remaining beers into the living room. “Why don’t you let Jake try it? It won’t matter just this once, and you know I’ll never tell anyone,” he said, grinning.

“Stop teasing me hon… you’re drunk already.”

“No I’m not, honey, I haven’t even finished my 1st beer yet,” he said with a smile.

While drinking another beer, I sat down in my chair and I said to him, “Well, John If you’re so damn horny about this, then why don’t you just watch the video another time by yourself?”

He replied, “Well I would rather just see it live!”

“You’re disgusting,” I said, “just like a man—you love to see a woman exploited.”

“No honey, that’s not true at all, and I was just knowing we might be missing out on something here—I mean with our love life.”

“I don’t doubt that at all, but it’s not my fault!”

“Well, you haven’t exactly been a turn on lately yourself,” he replied.

“Just shut up!” I snapped.

Jake, probably sensing my anger and frustration—John and I seldom argued like This—padded up to me, then stopped and licked my hand—just once. I began to stroke the smooth fur and outline of his masculine head. Wearing only a bath robe, he was able to nuzzle me on the inside of my legs and near my crotch, his cold nose poked my thigh.

“He smells me!” I thought, with a shudder.

Suddenly, he jumped up on me and, grasping my leg in a tight grip, he began humping me in smooth, rhythmic strokes.

“You see,” laughed John “that dog wants to do it!”

I pushed Jake away. We had raised Jake and Max from pups and it had never occurred to me that after all these years with no sex that they must be incredibly horny! The beer by now, or perhaps something else, was making me woozy so I relaxed back in my chair and when I opened my legs a bit. Well, Jake—he just jumped up and licked me—and I don’t mean on the face! Shocked and amazed, I tried to push him away, but he just kept at it—probing my tummy and thighs with that long powerful tongue of his.

A dog’s tongue (if you have ever felt one) is horny and raspy, but not particularly wet—it felt wonderful! John looked on eagerly as I finally gave in and let Jake have his way. He was a master, that dog could really lick—I had no idea all these years that he could do that, and I felt paralyzed as he lapped his tongue closer to my fuckhole—then he was in, and began to lick my fuckhole, darkly at 1st, then his tongue thrust deeper and he began to darkly nibble on my fuckhole lips with his teeth!

By now I was mesmerized. “What am I doing?” I thought. I could visualize in my mind a picture of Jake fucking me and I was scared by it, but at the same time I was dedarked that this beautiful animal really did want me—I was sure of that now, and I gasped out a sigh as his very big long tongue worked deeper inside me.

Then Jake suddenly jumped up, his very big forepaws were on my breasts as he panted, his horny breath in my face. “You’re hurting me, Jake,” I said out loud. I noticed that an inch or two of his massive dick had protruded from its protective sheath. Now I could see a large bulge inside his sheath, just forward of his very ample balls as they swung near my tummy.

“That’s his knot,” I thought to myself, “that’s what he uses to tie with a slut!” I knew right then that he would fuck me if I let him.

Dizzily I came to my senses and shouted “Down boy!” as I struggled to push him away—he dropped to all 4s and looked puzzled, his head turned to one side, then he lunged forward and began to lick my cunny in earnest. I thought I would scream, I felt the rosy rush of passion through my slender face as he worked me with his long pink and never tiring K-9 tongue! I was close to orgasm by now and naked, since my robe had sloughed off—I don’t know if it was his attention, or the knowledge that I had crossed the line into pure animal lust that excited me more. When I came, I began to toss my head from side to side with eyes closed as his raspy tongue worked my fuckhole, the smooth beneathside of his tongue was on my clit and I held his head in my hands and pushed his muzzle into my pelvis “Ooooooahhh….” I moaned.

Then Jake just came on harder and faster than ever. “This dog is great!” I thought. I heard the fuzzy echo of John’s voice through a fog, “Honey, let me help you to the floor, I’ll get the big pillow and some towels.”

“Noooh….” I moaned, “just let him finish.” Jake just kept licking me silly the whole time. After what seemed like an hour, Jake jumped up on my lap and began humping me in earnest—I reached down to feel his dick and it was very hard! I wiggled a bit beneath him and tried to guide his horny love tool into my fuckhole—I wanted him in me badly now! I managed to just get the tip of his dick, now shooting his seed, into my horny fuckhole lips and when he felt me he begined stabbing at me wildly—he was jabbing at my cunny with his horny steel rod and it hurt my sensitive parts.

“Oh!” I thought, “this just isn’t going to work at all—the angle is all wrong, and he’s just going to get really frustrated.” I got up and tossed my robe on the chair and Jake turned and jumped me from behind while I was standing up! Jake’s forelegs locked around my hips in a vise like grip and his paws just dug into my skin and he begined humping and panting wildly.

“Honey, help me!” I cried, “He’s really scratching me and it hurts.”

John said “Oh….I know what to do, just get on you’re hands and knees and I’ll put the big pillow beneath you.” He did and I did, as I opened my legs and lowered my shoulders to the floor, John placed that very big, but firm pillow beneath my chest. Jake backed away and then he begined really licking me another time, I shuddered as his tongue lashed at my fuckhole and his cold nose worked my sensitive clit. I begined to come another time, I tried to rise up as he worked me just a bit too hard and, as I crawled forward just a bit—Jake pounced on top of me and grabbed my waist with his powerful legs. I thought, “They needed to be trained 1st?” Well I can tell you that’s pure bullshit, at least in Jake’s case anyway! “Oooohch!” I cried, as Jake rammed all of himself into me, he needed no guidance and definitely no encouragement now—his thrusts were very fast and hard at 1st and I could feel a sdark bulge in his dick and that went into me as well. He was clasping me really hard around my waist and I could feel his claws sinking into my thighs as he pressed and thrust himself forward onto my back—my whole face moved in time with his awesome thrusts. “No man alive can fuck like this” I thought.

The very thought of what I was doing suddenly came home to me. “I must be the dirtiest, sluttiest chick in the whole word right now,” I thought—distressing, but the thought of it just filled me with even more carnal lust. “Ooooohhh…” I purred as he took me. I could feel his horny jism jetting inside me and some of it was dribbling down the inside of my thighs as he pounded me even harder. He was my stallion and I was his mare as he treaded me—and I loved every minute of it!

Suddenly he stopped moving. “Well, he’s finally done.” I thought and I tried to rise up, but then I felt it—a very big ball of his dick was just inside my fuckhole and it was getting bigger and bigger. “Ooohh…” I thought, “I can’t move he is stuck inside of me already!” I could feel the pressure as his knot continued to grow and grow. “When will he stop,” I thought, as I became a bit frightened at his size and I was beginning to know he might hurt me.

“Help, John!” I cried out, “He is stuck in me and I can’t move him at all!” Jake’s head was just over my shoulder now and I could feel his horny breath as he licked my hair and his horny drool ran down my neck and shoulder, I was sweating now as I was smomed by his horny hairy face. Jake suddenly begined to squirm around and I heard through my foggy mind, John’s voice, but I could not beneathstand what he was saying. I grasped one of Jake’s paws to hold him steady, and I could still feel his horny jism jetting inside me each time his loins pulsed, about once a 2nd, for what seemed like forever.

John, I am sure glad he was close by, helped Jake off my back as he was struggling and clawing me, probably due to his inexperience—we were tied end to end now, just like in the porno movie! “Gosh,” I thought, “what have I done now, I’ll never get loose!” It really didn’t hurt then at all, and I came another time with Jake’s throbbing dog dick stuck deep inside me.

John was very helpful, as he stroked Jake’s neck and flanks, talking to him gently to help calm him down—Jake was panting really hard now and I could feel the tug as we were really tied together. Then I saw Max—hearing the commotion he slunk into the room, much larger than Jake, his awesome frame cast a magnificent, giant shadow in the flicker of the waning firedark—then he made a low growl when he saw what Jake and I were doing. Both dogs were raised together and they did not really fight, but I was a bit worried now as this situation was quite different—Jake was getting something Max wanted—and it wasn’t a bone! Max came up to me and began licking around my back and ass, I guess he was just checking out Jake’s handiwork—I could see he was getting hard already. “Uh-Oh!” I thought, “he wants me next!” With Jake throbbing inside me I felt absolutely helpless—and Max was looking on just waiting his turn! Oh, I thought he IS very big—but since I gave in once I did not see how doing so another time would hurt, all are sinners and come short of the glory of God, I thought—anyways—it’s only this one time. I felt Jake begin to squirm around on top of me and his knot suddenly begin to Shrink. “Ooohh—I may finally be free of him,” I thought for an instant. He jumped back and broke my grip on his paw, coming out of me with a plop, and lots of doggie sperm and my juice as well—what a mess! John was there mopping it up with a towel like a good hubby—then Jake begined licking me another time! After a long time he went to his corner and Max jumped on me—just like Jake, he grabbed my waist in a death grip and begined stabbing me very fast and hard with his tool steel rod! White patches appeared then faded on my ass as he missed his mark another time and another time. “It hurts Max!” I scolded, I thought to myself that maybe if I just growled like a slut he would get off me. Instead I just lay flat and thought to myself “Well boy I won’t make it easy for yah.”

Twisting and then wrapping my arms around his neck I wrestled him to his back. Surprised, Max retreated, then he sat on his haunches eyeing me with those beautiful brown canine eyes, looking at me for a sec—head turned to one side and his tongue wagging out. “Well,” he must of thought—“she want’s to play and be coy!”

Max came at me, the full weight and strength of his animal face piled into me—I was no match for him in my present state—I was helpless. His massive shoulders knocked me flat and he was on top of me once another time. I grabbed his tail and pulled him around and over so I could grab him from the top. We wrestled, all the while John looked on in amusement as these two overgrown puppies just thrashed around on the floor trying to better each other. I thought, “When he finally gets me—as I am sure he will—it will be payback time—Ouch!” Grabbing on his hind legs, I flung him to the floor, pinning his shoulders to the ground. I thought if this had been a wrestling match I would have him right now. I would win—he struggled but could not really move with my weight on top. Max panted, his tongue hanging out, and I began to feel sorry for the poor little doggie—letting him go I stood up on my knees and smiled at John. My smile turned to a grimace as Max, circling around me from behind, grabbed me by the waist and begined his wild humping—he was more determined than ever now, this was one horny dog! Since I had already experienced Jake ‘dog style’ I asked John to position the BIG pillow just beneath my hips, then I lay back awaiting Max’s next moves. Nothing—Max just begined licking me till I thought I would scream or pass out—whichever came 1st. Then he suddenly mounted me, I held his bulging dick in one hand and guided him into me just to be safe, as I was already fully aware of his strength. “Ooooch!” I cried, as he rammed all the way into me. “I must have the angle just right,” I thought, as his hard and pointed doggie dick thumped another timest my cervix to depths so far unscathed by any dick. Arrruh…..he was really fucking me hard! I guess it doesn’t pay to tease—or maybe it does! I was able to keep his very big knot outside my fuckhole, and I held two fingers behind it so he would not pull out or go slack as he pleasured me. Like Jake he finally lay still, his horny breath in my face and he began to drool a little on my neck. I wrapped my legs around his rump and I could feel the rhythmic pulses as he filled me with his dog jism—then he began humping me another time.

“This dog never quits,” I thought, “but I do love it.” I pounded one fist on the caranimal as I came very hard once another time with his very big dick throbbing inside me. After a while he was done and withdrew with a sluurp. I lay still—thoroughly exhausted by the lovemaking of this evening-wow, was it something—but it was not over yet.

When Max finished his thorough licking of my fuckhole, I opened my eyes and found John on top of me—I thought I have been very selfish with the dogs and all while not paying much attention to him, although I am sure he likeed the show. We made love like never before.

“Honey,” said John, “I will never forget this night.”

“Neither will I, my lover,” I responded…. The very next day I took the tapes back to the store and placed them on the counter. The clerk, just being polite, asked me “Did you like them?”

“Not bad,” I responded. I smiled as I turned to make my way to the door….

The air was horny and damp. Quite bothersome in fact. But what bothered Joshua even more was the fact that he didn’t know how he had gotten here.

He wasn’t really sure of where “here” was, for that matter. When he woke up, he noticed the faint sounds of the jungle, the smells and the outline of the treetops. As for the events leading up to this, not a clue. He judged it to be fairly early in the evening. If only it wasn’t so damn horny!

After a few minutes, a new sensation intruded itself his awareness. Something with a sandpaper-like texture, soft sandpaper, drew itself over his stomach, leaving a cooling trail behind. Joshua couldn’t place it, so he looked up. He almost wished he didn’t. Standing over him, slowly licking at his stomach, was a tiger. Joshua could feel the chilling wave of panic openeding through his consciousness, leaving him paralysed. A single thought managed to break through the mental paralysis. He was going to die. The thought actually made the panic release it’s hold on him a bit, as he accepted the situation. Then, yet another sensation kicked his mind into action. He had felt something tap another timest his leg. The tiger’s hard-on.

Slowly his mind processed this new development in the situation. Maybe the tiger didn’t intend for him to be it’s prey. Could it be that it saw him as a potential mate. Now that his mind had cleared up, he noticed for the 1st time that the tiger was purring softly. But, why would it consider him, a person, as a mate. And another male, at that! Joshua’s puzzlement has now driven the fear away completely, and another feeling was gaining strength. Excitement.

Joshua had always loved felines in general, and big cats in particular. And now, a big, beautiful tiger was licking him, sporting an hard-on.

The whole scene seemed unreal, but he didn’t really care. The cat’s tongue sent ripples of pleasure along his nerves now. His mind made up, he decided to return the favor.

Sitting up, slowly so he wouldn’t frighten the tiger, he reached for the top of the tiger’s head. He felt the silky fur running through his fingers, and the tiger pushing back another timest his hand, purring. Obviously the tiger didn’t consider him a threat, rather a newfound lover. Joshua carefully felt his way along the cat’s muscled face, the purring varying as he went. Reaching beneath the tiger, he drew his fingers along the softer bellyfur, before finally reaching his destination. The hardness of the tiger’s sex contrasted another timest the softness of the fur. Joshua could feel the bullet-shaped head, the spined shaft, and the sheath. In all, the tiger’s dick was sdarkly shorter than a man’s, but the exotic shape more than made up for that one shortcoming. As he gently touched his fingers to the beneathside, he felt the dick twitch every now and then, and the tiger’s purring intensifying. Reaching the head another time, a small drop of presperm was smeared onto Joshua’s hand. He brought the hand to his lips, and tasted the salty, musky, wild taste of the cat. The taste made his mind reel. Still stroking the tiger, he bent down and tickled the cat’s sex with his tongue. More of the flavor presented itself. Taking it between his lips, he began to lick, massaging the beneathside with his tongue, feeling the head on the top of his mouth. The tiger was now breathing a bit harder. He pulled away so he was just licking the head, then plunged back down. The feeling of the spined shaft on his lips was like nothing he had ever felt. But now, he wanted to explore some more.

Wetting a finger in his mouth, he reached behind the tiger, beneath his tail. He very soon found his mark, a small puckered hole.

Joshua felt around the hole in small circles. He stopped licking to be able to concentrate better on this. The tiger was taken aback by this change of events, but the sensations coming from his rear weren’t that bad. Gradually, the sphincter loosened up, and he was able to slide the saliva slickened tip of his finger inside. The tiger clenched at his finger, and he withdrew. Once another time he pressed inwards, and this time there was less resistance. Going in to the 2nd knuckle, Joshua could feel the velvety lining of the tiger’s rectum. Pulling out and pushing back in, he got a little deeper. Finally in to the third knuckle, he began to wiggle his finger, elicting a kind of gasp from his feline lover. He rotated his finger, feeling another time the velvet-like quality of the inside of the cat. Adding a 2nd finger, feeling the opening adjust to the larger intruder. Adding finally a third finger, he begined pumping ever so gently. The tiger’s relaxed sphincter could now take the three finger without difficulty. Joshua increased his pumping, and the tiger’s breath was in rhythm with his strokes. Stopping the pumping, he held his fingers still within the tiger. He got up on his knees behind the tiger, who by now had a glazed look on his eyes, and pulled his pants down with one hand. His own hard-on popped free. Very slowly, he withdrew all three fingers from the cat’s ass. The still relaxed sphincter remained open, inviting.

Placing one hand on the tiger’s rump, and using the other to guide, he placed the head of his own dick at the feline’s rear opening.

Having had three fingers up there, the head wasn’t much of a challenge. Still, there was some resistance, but the head very soon popped into the tiger’s face. another time, a quick intake of air was heard from the feline. Joshua just sat there, savoring the feeling of the warm, moist passage about to open for him. Then, slowly, he began to rock back and forth, working himself inside. Inch by inch his dick was enveloped in warmth and softness, the tiger’s sphincter being a hard reference point. He held onto the cat with both hands, feeling him push back, wanting the person to go deeper. Looking down, seeing his sex connecting him to the tiger, he pushed all the way in. The purring turned into a low, throaty growl.

Joshua was now fully embedded within his lover. He pulled out until only the head was still inside, his nerve endings ablaze from having the sphincter squeeze along his shaft, and plunged back in. He withdraw another time, slid in another time. The tiger was matching his rhythm, pushing back as he entered, pulling as he exited. Faster, faster. Joshua dfuckd himself over the tiger’s back, feeling their bodies rubbing another timest each other, skin another timest fur. He opened his legs more to get a better angle and deeper penetration. The tiger’s rumbling growl washed through his face, as he sped up the mating with his feline lover. The distinction between his face and the tiger’s, which earlier was obvious, was now beginning to blur. He felt as if he was truly joining with the cat. His mind a mix of person/feline thoughts and emotions. In the back of his mind, he could feel the onset of orgasm. Building, each time he buried his sex in his lover’s velvety rectum, each time he withdrew. It kept building, until it was a brightly burning star in his awareness. Then, he came. He let out a snarl of his own, blending it with that of the tiger. He felt his semen flow thought his dick, feeling erupt inside his lover’s face, filling the tiger’s bowels. He felt the orgasm slowly fading away, the tiger’s ass spasming, milking more seed from his softening sex. Still lying another timest the tiger, softening, he pulled out with a plop. The tiger twitched as the person’s dick left his face completely. Joshua, basking in the afterglow, lay down next to the tiger, panting heavily.

As his mind began to clear, full realization of what he had done began to set in. He had made love to a tiger. A tiger. Having always loved big cats, and secretly being a zoophile, this was one of his great fantasies. He had made love to a tiger. Made Love. His mind refused to give him memory full cooperation. Made love to a tiger. With that, his mind decided that this might be a good time for a snooze.

He woke another time shortly after. What woke his was that someone was nudging his back. For a fraction of a moment, he didn’t know what was going on.

Then he remembered his lover. It seemed he wanted him to turn over. Then Joshua remembered that the tiger hadn’t come yet. The rest came naturally. His pants were long since removed, so Joshua rolled over onto his stomach, turning his head to look a the cat. He smiled when he saw the cat move behind him. Getting up on his hands and knees, he assumed the classic position, his hard-on returning. The tiger sniffed at him, drawing his soft-sandpaper tongue over the person’s ass. A shock passed though Joshua as the tiger repeated his lick. The feline stopped licking, and he could feel that the time had come. Joshua crouched down lower, his head to the ground, as the tiger stepped forward and covered him with his golden furred face. He felt the 1st jab on his thigh, then a bit higher, then between his sac and his ass. One more jab, and the tiger found what he was searching for. Joshua has been gentle when he entered the cat. The cat, however, wasn’t. Joshua barely had time to register the tip of a feline dick touching his ass until the tiger had put his entire length in him. It was fortunate that his feline lover wasn’t bigger than he was, but it was enough. His ass twitched around the spined shaft, his bowels adjusting themselves to the intrusion. A drop of presperm dripped from the person’s sex, a result of the pressure another timest his prostate. The cat then begined to mate. Quick, small thrusts, almost vibrations, the sex rubbing the person’s rectum. Their bodies pressed closely together, the tiger’s rumbling growl another time sounding. Joshua thought he could feel every spine, every detail of his lover’s sex buried within him. He clenched down on the shaft, trying to match the tiger’s quick rhythm. Despite having come not long ago, he could feel another orgasm coming into existence. It wasn’t so much the anal stimulation that begined it, but the very thought of what he was doing. The soft fur another timest his back, the powerful thighs another timest his buttocks, the jungle surrounding them begining to slip away from his consciousness, leaving only his and his lover. The growl suddenly turning into a full roar, the tiger stopped, and Joshua could feel the cat coming inside him. That, in turn, triggered Joshua’s 2nd orgasm. He arched his back, clenching even harder on the shaft, milking every single drop of sperm from it, staring ahead with glazed eyes. Without warning the tiger pulled out, making Joshua jump as the spines raked his rectum. I didn’t hurt that much, but still enough to pull him out of his orgasmic daze. Both man and tiger flopped down, exhausted and satisfied, aching and sdarkly stiff, but glowing.

His eyes stubbornly refusing to stay open, Joshua gently drifted into the state between wakefulness and sleep. He still hadn’t regained his memories, but he had found a lover. That thought comforted his as he fell deeper, deeper into unconsciousness. Maybe things will seem clearer daily, and if not, there is always yet another daily…

It was summer vacation and both of my parents worked,
so it was the best time to have a little fun. I’m
19 right now, just out of my 1st year of college and
have a week before work begins. I’m also about 150
pounds and 5’ 9” just to give you an idea of what I
look like, with green eyes and highdarked dark hair,
kept fairly short. I’ve always loved dogs but I never
really got into them sexually until I was about 14. I
noticed these very big balls hanging down on my dog
Buster, a beautiful white collie with a brown patch
over his right eye, one day and I couldn’t keep my
eyes off of them, I just needed to lick on those
dangling prizes. So, when neither of my parents was
around I locked us in his kennel and played around
with him for a while until he rolled over to let me
scratch his stomach. I began at his chest and slowly,
sensually, moved down his stomach while gently grazing
his sheath. While one hand played with his stomach,
which wasn’t horribly necessary as he was, and still
is, a very docile dog, my other began playing with his
balls. Buster loved it! He began panting as my hand
caressed his heavy, hanging balls. I couldn’t take it
any more, so I moved my head slowly down to his
scrotum and smelled that wonderful dog smell, and then
began darkly licking my prizes, 1st one, and then
the other. Next I took one into my mouth and licked on
it slowly, letting Buster get used to the feeling. I
knew I had to be very gentle, so I only licked on one
of my prizes into my mouth at a time, that and I doubt
I could have gotten both in at once. I licked on his
balls for about a half hour, and after coming up for a
bit I noticed his red doggie dick poking out of his
sheath. I had never seen his dick before and this
find intrigued me. I began massaging his sheath gently
as more of his dick slowly exposed itself. I touched
the slimy exterior with my fingertips and then brought
them to my mouth. The silvery sweetness was something
I had never experienced before… and I needed more of
it! I knelt down and licked his dick from the sheath
to the tip, and even used my tongue to play with the
tip, which Buster seemed to love. But as I began to
lick his dick into my mouth he stood up on all 4s
suddenly. I suppose the new feeling was a bit much for
him, but I needed more of his amazing dick! I got in
beneath his stomach and helped him back up a little bit
so that now his dick was directly on top of my mouth. I
reached up and took it into my mouth and Buster didn’t
move at all. I took his dick in my mouth all the way
to the sheath and back out another time. In and out, in and
out until even more of his amazing red dick was
exposed. I held his sheath with one hand while I
steadied myself with the other. As I licked, I noticed
a large bulge in his sheath that appeared to want to
come out. Who was I to disappoint this amazing animal?
I continued to lick harder and harder until finally
his knot popped out of his sheath and into my mouth. I
had about 8 inches of beautiful dog dick in my mouth
wanted more! Suddenly I felt something run down my
throat as Buster begined spermming in my mouth. I loved
the salty sweet, very watery liquid so I pulled out up
to the tip so it would hit my mouth directly, and I
could savor the taste of Buster’s semen. I let it fill
my mouth and run down my cheeks and chest, it all felt
so amazing. After drinking all of his sperm, I myself
was now rock hard and needed to get off. Buster was
laying down another time cleaning himself… and once I dropped
my pants and took my shirt off he came over and
begined licking. Returning my favor he began licking
my dick and balls, as I set in front of his face with
his head lying in my lap. My 6-inch dick loved the
attention he gave, but what I loved more was the
feeling of his tongue as it licked below my balls to
my ass. I lifted my legs up in order to provide him
with better access and he begined licking my asshole,
a feat I still love today. That got me off immediately
as I began spurting sperm on my stomach and down my
still hard dick. After this occurred Buster moved back
and began licking my ultra sensitive dick and my
stomach, cleaning me of my sperm. I held him their next
to me tightly and French-kissed his mouth some after
he licked up my sperm. It was amazing, and certainly
wasn’t the final time I did anything like that.

Take today for instance or more accurately, take two
hours ago. It’s summer vacation another time and I couldn’t
wait to see Buster, now 5 years older, but still as
sexy and beautiful as ever. Both of my parents still
work and are at work today. We live in a new home now
and I find it easier to just call Buster into our
garage if I want to have some fun with him. I get up
at about 9 in the morning and put on some running
pants, no boxers, and a t-shirt. I run outside to
greet Buster and lead him into the garage. He knows
what’s coming because we’ve done it so many times
before and he can sense my hard on, which he also
begins nuzzling with his snout. Once in the garage he
sits down and I stand in front of him and sjourney off my
shirt quickly, but take off my pants slower, in a
sjourney tease. I show him my dick whereupon he gets up
as if to lick it, but I put it back in my pants before
he can, then I turn around and show him my bubble
butt, which I let him lick… all over. I pull my pants
the rest of the way off and get down on all 4s as
Buster shoves his tongue in and out of my ass. My dick
is instantly as hard as it has ever been… I can barely
take the penetration without spermming bucket loads I
turn over and let him lick my dick and balls for a
while, his sand papery tongue feeling it’s way up and
down my pulsing 6 inch dick and lavishing my balls
with doggie drool… I’m in heaven. I want some of what
he’s got, though. I coax him around so that my laying
face is beneath his standing face, and my face is right
beneath his growing dick and sheath. I begin to
masturbate Buster as he licks my dick and balls all
over, in our rough 69 position. As his dick continues
to grow I begin to lick it all over, like he is doing
to me. I can’t take it any more and I envelope his
dick to the sheath and let it grow in my mouth, as I
still continue to masturbate him. His presperm tastes
amazing! I love it only a little more than his
delicious doggie sperm. I stop masturbating him and move
my hand to his hind legs and stroke them, using my
other hand to support myself and continue to lick him
off. My other hand strokes his tail and the fur on his
ass and finds his tight, puckered hole. I feel around
it and press on it darkly, which makes Buster lick my
dick even harder and faster! I scoot back a little
bit, making sure Buster stays in his place and move my
mouth up to his horny, puckered asshole and lick it,
this after lavishing his balls with my saliva on the
way up. I lick around and into his delicious hole the
smell of dog surrounding me all the while. Mmmmm… it
tastes so amazing, but Buster is getting impatient so
I lower myself back beneath his throbbing dick and begin
licking him off another time. I can barely take any more of
his licking at my dick… I can’t stop it as a geyser of
sperm explodes out of my rock hard dick I gush bucket
loads of sperm onto Buster’s snout and myself. At the
same time he begins to sperm in my mouth. I drink some
of it down and pull out so the rest of his sperm pours
out on my head and down my smooth chest. Now comes the
fun part. As Buster’s orgasm subsides he begins
licking all of my sperm off of him and me both. But as
very soon as he smells his own sperm he begins licking up my
chest and around my nipples, in my armpits, wherever
he finds his sperm, and of course all over my face and
neck. We are both warn out and lay down on the
concrete garage floor intertwined in each other’s
bodies until I muster the strength to get up and
escort Buster back outside. Hopefully this will happen
another time very soon.

Steve had been working with dogs for about 7 years. He bred, raised and trained them for show and work. He was devoted to his dogs.
They were the only things in his life other than Jenifer. Steve had a deeper devotion to dogs though, he was obsessed with their sexuality.
He loved to watch dogs fuck. He would masturbate several times a day looking at videos of dogs fucking. He couldn’t get enough of it.

He was also heavily into bestiality. He loved the dogs dick, with its long glistening pink rod, smooth and tasty. He loved the knot at the base, massive and hard when erected and the hairy round balls beneath their tails. He loved the slut’s fuckhole, soft and juicy, especially when she was in heat. He would beat off dogs and lick their massive rock hard dicks, drinking the sperm and letting it shoot and run down his face and face. He would lick and play with the dogs balls, rubbing them with his dick and balls. He would let the dogs fuck him in the ass until they got stuck together like normal dogs fuck. He would eat out slutes, sticking his tongue deep into their pussies, licking out all their tasty juices. Steve loved to have dogs lick his dick and balls until he came in massive gushes all over himself and the dogs. He loved to stick his dick up their ass
holes while he stuck his fingers up their pussies or rubbed their balls and dick. The more dogs he had at once the hornier he got.

Steve was an Animal Health Technician and worked with a veterinarian. This was the ideal job for Steve because it gave him an almost unlimited supply of dogs to play with. He would routinely play sexual games with the dogs at the hospital when he was all alone. This is where he met Jenifer. She was also an AHT. She came to work at the hospital with Steve and very soon they became very close. Steve never told Jenifer about his fantasies. He just told her he had a ‘Big Dark Secret’.
Jenifer had a special wish. Something she wanted more than anything else in the world. She said she would do ANYTHING to get it.
She wanted a Rottweiler. Steve would make that wish come true…

Chapter 1

Steve walk into work at the animal hospital. Jenifer and
the
doctor were sitting at the surgery table docking the
tails on two day
old Rottweiler puppies. “Hello there,” Steve said.
“Well what do we
have here?”

Jenifer turned her head and gave Steve a sad look.

“Uh oh, someone must be jealous.” He said.

“I want a Rottweiler!!” Jenifer grumbled.

“Well why don’t you steal one of these, there are
thirteen of
them I don’t know the owner will miss one.”

“Don’t you know I have already thought of that?”

The doctor chuckled and said, “Why don’t you just buy
one?”

Jenifer eyes lit up and looked at Steve, “How much is
the
owner selling them for?”

“Five Hundred.” The doctor said, also looking at
Steve.

With a half smile Steve whispered into Jenifer’s ear,
“Okay,
just let me go home and pick the money off my tree.

Jenifer gave Steve a quick jab with her elbow. The
doctor
laughed as he picked up a scalpel and cut of the tail
of one the pups.
The pup begined to cry and Jenifer took and cuddled
it.

“All right come on, I want to go to lunch.” The
doctor said.

He placed a couple of sutures in the tail. He wiped
off the
blood, made sure it stopped bleeding and reached for
another pup.

After they finished the final pup, there was a pile of
thirteen
severed Rottweiler tails lying on the table. Steve saw
this and said
to Jenifer with a smile. “Hey, why don’t you just take
one of these
and if you work around here long enough you might get
all the rest of
the pieces.”

“Okay, I’ve had it with you, help me clean up.” She
said.

Steve checked the pups, all which were whimpering and
crying,
to make sure they had stopped bleeding and then placed
them in the
cage with their mom.

The doctor finished cleaning up and begined to leave.
As he
was going out the door, he turned and said to them,
“There better be
thirteen pups when I get back.”

They both smiled.

Steve walked up to Jenifer and grabbed her crotch,
“Jenifer I
know how much you want a Rott. When I can save enough
money I’ll buy
you one. I promise it will be before your birthday.”

Jenifer reached into his pants, grabbed his dick and
stared to
rub it up and down. “Steve,” she said, “I love you
very much and I
know you have never broken a promise to me, but until
you get me a
Rottweiler this is the final time you will ever sperm
with me.”

With that she dropped to her knees, unbuttoned his
pants and
begined to lick his dick. Steve grabbed her head and
begined to thrust
his hips with the motion of her licking. Jenifer was
good at going
down. She had the most unbelievable pressure and
suction Steve has
ever felt. very soon he was throwing his head back and
moaning. Steve
begined to fantasize about fucking a dog and licking a
dog dick. He
very soon reached his climax and begined to sperm into her
mouth. Jenifer
didn’t like to eat all the sperm so she would let most
of it shoot all
over her face.

When the final of his jizm hit her face she sat back
and smiled
at Steve with sperm dripping from her face. All the dogs
in the hospital
were barking and yapping. Steve was breathing heavily.

“God you’re the best” He said.

“Well,” she said. “That’s the final time you’ll get
anything
from me until I get my dog. When you do, I’ll fuck you
like you have
never banged before. I’ll fuck your brains out!!”

While looking at her Steve begined to imagine Jenifer
on her
hands and knees licking his dick with a very big black and
tan Rott
fucking her in the ass-hole doggie style. Steve
begined to get horny
another time. “Jenifer can I come over tonight, I want to
talk to you about
something.”

“NO exceptions, you are going to get nothing from
me!” She
told him.

“No, I want to talk to you about my ‘Big Dark
Secret’.”

“Okay,” She said. “But if you try anything, I’ll kick
your
ass.”

“nice,” he said, “I’ll see you about 8.”

When the clinic closed and the doctor and everyface
else had
left, Steve stayed behind saying he had some final
paper work to do.
He locked all the doors and shut the blinds. He sat
down and thought
about what Jenifer had told him and his fantasy about
her and the
Rottweiler. He begined to get horny. He needed to
satisfy himself. He
looked over to the large dog runs at the back of the
hospital. There
was a large male black German Shepherd boarding at the
clinic while
his owners were on vacation. Steve often fantasized
about licking the
dogs dick but the dog wasn’t exactly mately. When
ever someone
approached the kennel the dog would step back and
begin to growl.

Steve’s dick was hard enough to cut diamonds. He
needed
satisfaction NOW! He looked at the Shepherd and
decided that he was
going to have this dog weather the dog bit the hell
out of him or not.
He went to the freezer and pulled a pfinalic container
out that had
bloody Q-tips in it. These were swabs that were taken
from slutes
when they were in heat. They were used to excite male
dogs when they
needed to collect semen from them and they didn’t have
a real heat
slut to use.

Steve took two swabs out and begined toward the
kennel. The
big Shepherd took a step back and begined to growl.
Steve slowly
approached the kennel speaking softly to the dog.

“It’s okay boy I’m not going to hurt you. I’m going
to make
you feel great.”

He then sat down on the floor. “Come here good boy,
it’s okay.
Do you want to get masturbated? Would you like your
dick licked?”

By now Steve’s dick was throbbing hard. He had to do
some-
thing quick. He stuck out the swabs. The shepherd took
a half step
back but then reached his nose out and sniffed the
swabs. The
Shepherd sniffed the swabs intently. He sdarkly
wagged the tip of his
tail.

“Good boy. does that smell good? Is that your juicy
red horny
slut? Good boy come here.”

The dog begined to wag his tail faster. He begined to
lick the
swabs and click his teeth. The dog walked closer to
Steve.

“You’re a good boy, that’s it get that red horny slut”

Steve knew he had the dog. He Stood up and opened the
kennel
door. The Shepherd did not move. He sat down on the
dogs left side.
Steve begined to animal the dog’s head while he continued
to smell the
swabs. Steve slowly worked his way down the back of
the dog.

“Good boy, you’re going to like this.”

Steve slowly lowered his hand down to the dog’s dick.
He felt
the sheath. It was tight around the dog’s dick. He
reached back and
grabbed the dog’s very big black furry balls. Steve went
into a frenzy. He
begined to jack-off the dog. The shepherd responded by
arching his
back and thrusting his hips. Steve jerked the dog off
back and forth.
The dog’s very big red smooth looking dick began to
engorge and expose its
immense size. It must have been 7 or 8 inches long and
2 inches wide.
The dog continued to fuck Steve’s hand furiously. The
dog was fucking
so fast that Steve could hardly hang on.

Steve then got down and lay beneathneath the dog. He
took the
dog’s large dick into his mouth and begined to lick.
The dog responded
by ramming his dick all the way down to the bulb at
the base of his
dick. The dog danced back and forth on his hind legs.
Steve couldn’t
believe the size of the bulb. He tried to swapprove it
but it was just
to big.

Steve unbuttoned his pants and begined to jack
himself off
while the dog continued to ram away at Steve’s mouth.
Steve then felt
his orgasm coming on. Steve let out a muffled moan as
he shorny his load
all over the dogs ass. At the same time the dog let
out a whine as he
came with gushes of dog jizm into Steve’s mouth. Steve
swapproveed all
the salty horny dog sperm right to the final drop.

The shepherd begined to slowly subside his thrust.
Steve let
the dogs dick slide out of his mouth. He lay back and
let out a sigh
as dog sperm ran down the length of his face. “What a
mess we have made.
We should clean each other off.” He said.

Steve went behind the dog and begined to clean the
sperm off of
the dogs ass and balls. He took each ball into his
mouth. He cleaned
all the sperm off with his tongue, felling the hairy
smooth texture.
When he was finished Steve went to the front of the
dog and let the
dog clean the sperm off of his dick and balls. The dog
licked up every
final drop.

After they were finished, Steve got up grabbed the
dogs balls,
gave him a big fat kiss on the snout and said, “You
were great, see
you daily.”

Steve pulled up his pants and walk out of the run. He
turned
and look at the dog. The Shepherd wagged his tail and
barked at Steve.

“Your welcome.” Steve said. He then turned out the
darks,
locked up the hospital and headed for Jenifer’s home.
What a tale he
had to tell her.

Chapter 2

Steve knocked on Jenifer’s front door. “Hi, honey.”
Steve
said. He bent over to give her a kiss. She pulled
away.

“Hay, what’s wrong?” Steve asked.

“I said no more fun with me until I get my
Rottweiler.”
Jenifer said pointing her finger at him.

“You mean I don’t even get a kiss?”

“You can’t even touch me.” She said.

“Awe come on don’t you know that’s pushing it a
little far?”

“If you really love me than you’ll get that dog. I’m
just
giving you a little more incentive.”

Steve shook his head. “Oh boy, I don’t know about
you.”

They both sat down and Jenifer got a couple of beers.
“So,”
she said, “what’s your BIG dark secret?”

“Well, I don’t know how to begin. I feel that if I
tell you it
might hurt or relation.”

“Steve you know how much I love you, nothing is going
to
change that. Besides I already know what your secret
is.”

Steve’s eyes opened wide. “How do you know?”

“Steve I know you like a book, I know you better than
you know
yourself.”

“What then is my secret?” He asked.

“You fuck dogs.”

Steve’s hart went up into his throat. He couldn’t
believe that
she knew that.

“Just let me talk OK.” He said

“Oh pardon me!!”

“Just promise me that when you find out, it won’t
change the
way you know of me.”

“Nothing will change,” she said, “I’ve put up with
you for
this long, nothing else would surprise me.”

“Well Jenifer, you’re somewhat correct, I have banged
dogs,
but let me begin at the beginning.”

“See, I told you, I knew it all the time.” She
laughed.

“All right let me begin.”

Steve went on to tell her all about his sexual
attraction to
dogs. He said that it all begined when he saw two dogs
fucking on the
road. He stopped his car and just stared at them. He
was turned on
by how fast and hard the male was thrusting the
female. When they got
stuck it pushed him over the edge. He jacked off right
there in his
truck.

He told her about the 1st time he jack-off a dog.
It was a
stray German shepherd mix that he picked up along the
side of the
road. He told her that he would drive around the
neighborhood at night
looking for male dogs to jack-off. He told her about
the time he
licked the peckers of his mates two Shelties while
he was on
vacation. He then went and bought two dogs for
himself. He said that
he fucks and licks his two black Labradors every day.
He told her
that he likes to fuck both males and females in the
ass until he sperms
and then lick there ass clean. He told her the only
reason he was
working with a veterinarian was so he could have all
the dogs he
wanted. He then told her about his biggest fantasy.

“Jenifer,” he said, “my biggest fantasy is me, a chick
and a
brindle male Great Dane and go at it all night long.”

Jenifer looked at him for a minute.

“Well what do you have to say?” He asked.

“Steve,” she said “It doesn’t bother me, I knew it
all along,
just by looking at you handle the dogs. I still feel the
same about you.
I don’t know I can be your fantasy chick though.”

They talked for a few more hours then Steve left. He
walked
out the door.

“Good by,” Jenifer said as she waived to Steve.

“Can I at least shake your hand?” He asked

“NO!”

Steve thought to himself. “Boy that’s the 1st time
since
I’ve know her that I didn’t even touch her.”

On the way home Steve was horny another time. He was
knowing about
Jenifer saying that she couldn’t be his fantasy chick.
He pictured in
his mind another time Jenifer on the floor with a very big
Rottweiler fucking her
in the ass. His very big pink dick sliding in and out of
her shit hole as
he banged her fuckhole. Then how he could feel the dog’s
swollen knot
stuck in her ass.

“Hey ass-hole that’s a red dark”

Steve was jolted back to reality as he ran through a
red
dark. A man in another car honked and yelled at him.
Steve swerved.
He just missed hitting the guy.

“I must have been dreaming.” He said to himself.
“Sorry bout
that.” Steve waived to the other guy.

“Pay attention next time ass-hole!!” The guy then
flipped him
off.

“Oh, fuck you.” Steve mumbled to himself.

Steve notice that his dick was rock hard. It hurt
inside his
Levis. He unbuttoned his pants and his pecker popped
out and hit the
steering wheel. “Awe shit, I need to sperm another time.” Steve
was still 20
minutes away from home and he couldn’t wait for his
dogs. Just as he
said that he rounded the corner. “BINGO,” he said,
“What timing.”

As Steve rounded the corner a large Golden Retriever
ran
across the road. He pulled over to the side of the
road. He saw
the dog in his side mirror to see if the dog happened
to go into a
yard. “Well it doesn’t seem to live there, but with my
luck it will be
a goddamn slut, not a male. I need some dog dick.”
The dog continued
to sniff around the grass. Steve was throbbing hard
with anticipation
all the while he figured it would be a slut. Then,
“BINGO #2.” He
said. The dog walked over to a tree dicked his hind
leg and pissed.
“AWE RIGHT!,” He said, “a stud.”

Steve thought to himself another time with his luck the dog
would be
castrated. He could probably still jack-off the dog,
but no sperm for
him to eat. He got out of his truck and called for the
dog. The dog
looked up at Steve, tuned and begined to trot away.

“Fuck, come on dog, don’t screw around with me, I got
some
good stuff for you.”

Steve thought that the final thing he needed to do was
chase
this dog around and the owner show up. He went back to
his truck and
pulled out a box of beef flavored dog treats. He
always kept a box in
his truck when he went “HUNTING” for dogs. Steve shook
the box and
whistled for the dog. The dog turned around and dicked
his head to the
side.

“Come here boy I got some treats for you.” Steve
continued to
shake the box without making to much noise. He also
didn’t need to
draw attention to himself. The dog slowly walked back
toward Steve.
The dog sniffed Steve’s hand and immediately ate the
treats.

“Good boy, you like those, huh, I got something
better for
you.” Steve looked over the dog. He had a leather
collar with a tag on
it. “Oh leather, nice, I like that.” Steve looked at
the tag, it had a
name and address on it. “’BUCK’ huh, that’s a pretty
common name for a
retriever. Well we will just have to take you back to
your owner, but
after I’m finished with you.”

Steve continued to look over the dog while he fed him
more
treats. The dog had a nice smooth golden coat. He went
down the dog’s
back and then down along the tail. He slowly reached
beneath the tail.
“BINGO #3, the third times a charm.” As he reached
beneath the dog’s
tail he felt two firm round hairy balls. Steve’s hart
and dick were
throbbing so hard now, he could hear it. “Well boy
you’re in for the
time of your life.”

Steve opened the door on his camper shell and threw a
treat
inside. Before Steve could say anything, without
hesitation the dog
jumped into the back of his truck. “horny damn!” He said
and closed the
door.

Steve drove the dog to his special place he took dogs
when he
jacked them off. A dead end road only accessible by
4-wheel drive. One
of the reasons Steve had bought a 4X4 truck. No one
would know he was
there. He got out of his truck and went to the back.
He was throbbing
so hard now he could hardly walk. He opened the door
and the dog
greeted him with his tail wagging and licking his
face.

“That’s a good boy, here is another treat.”

Steve climbed in with the dog and turned on the
dark. When
Steve saw the dog in the dark he awed over the beauty
of the animal.
His face was solid and firm. His head was large and
bestly shaped.
His coat was long and silky looking with a dark
golden tone to it.

“Boy someone has taken good care of you and is
probably
worried sick about you, but this won’t take long.”

Steve already had his pants down. The dog came over
and stuck
his cold nose beneath Steve’s balls. “Hey careful that’s
cold.”

He stroked the dog’s head. He worked his way down the
dog’s
face. He reached beneath the dog’s belly and felt the
tip of the sheath.
The dog was licking the tip of Steve’s dick. “Oh god
have you done
this before?” Steve grabbed the dogs pecker and
begined to massage it
back and forth. The dog lifted his head, arched his
back, thrust his
hips forward, jumped up on Steve’s head and clasped
Steve’s ears with
his forelegs.

“Whoa!” Steve said as he was surprised by the dogs
reaction,
not expecting such a violent answer. “You’re a horny
sonofaslut
aren’t you.”

The dog begined thrusting away at Steve’s head. The
tip of his
red horny dick was thumping away on Steve’s face. Steve
guided the dick
to his mouth and placed his lips on it. The dog
immediately responded
by pushing forward and thrusting harder and faster.
The dog was in a
frenzy. Steve licked and licked on the dog’s dick. He
took the pole,
which was now about 7 inches long and one and a half
inches wide, all
the way down to the knot. The dog’s dick slid in and
out of Steve’s
mouth. The dog face banged him for about five minutes.
Then all of a
sudden the dog gave one great thrust and the knot
slipped into Steve’s
mouth. He couldn’t believe it. He had the dog’s knot
in his mouth. He
had never had a knot this big in his mouth before.
Steve licked,
pulled, and squeezed the dog’s horny knot. The dog then
yipped and
begined to sperm in Steve’s mouth. The dog treaded back
and forth on his
hind legs as he continued to shoot down Steve’s
throat. Steve never
spilled a drop. He could lick any size dog dick and
not spill a bit.
Steve then reached his own climax and shorny sticky sperm
on the dog’s
belly.

The dog slowly stopped his thrusting and climbed off
Steve’s
head. They both were panting hard. The dog’s dick was
still hard and
so was Steve’s.

“Not finished yet?” Steve said.

Steve reached over and grabbed the dog’s balls. He
stroked
each one, feeling their smooth texture. He bent over
and begined to
lick them, taking each one entirely into his mouth. He
let his tongue
work over each testicle, exploring its oval shape. He
let his tongue
slide up to the dogs ass and lick his hole. He stuck
his tongue inside
as far as it would reach. The dog reached around and
licked his ass
right along with Steve.

Steve reached into a drawer and pulled out a large
tube of
KY-Jelly and applied a liberal amount to his still
hard dick. He then
took a finger and applied some to the dogs ass, inside
and out. He
then slowly and carefully inserted his dick into the
dog’s ass. The
dog tensed up and grunted, but stood his ground. Steve
pushed the
entire length of his dick up the dog’s shit hole. He
could feel dog
shit squeezing around his dick head. He slowly begined
thrusting in
and out. The dog still stood his ground grunting.
Faster and faster he
went. Steve reached down and stroked the dog’s balls
and then begined
to jack him off. The dog begined to thrust another time. They
both got into a
rhythm and matched each others thrust. They thrust
back and forth, in
and out. Steve moaned and begined to shoot another
load inside the
dog’s ass. He felt the dog tense his ass up and
squeeze on his dick.
This made him shoot even more sperm in the dog. Steve
begined to jerk
the dog faster and with another yip, the dog came
another time. Steve pulled
the dog’s pecker back and let the horny sperm shoot all
over his face.

Steve pulled out of the dog’s ass. He sat down,
patted the
floor and called the dog over. The dog came over and
begined to clean
Steve off. Steve went limp and the dog pulled his dick
back into its
sheath. The dog sat down beside Steve and laid its
head over his dick.

“Holly shit, you’re either really horny or really
experienced.
That was the best job I have ever had.” He rubbed the
dog’s head. The
dog licked Steve’s face and wagged his tail.

“I would keep you on the spot, but someone is looking
for you.
Let’s clean this sperm off you and take you home.”

Steve reached for a towel and cleaned the dog off. He
got a
brush and brushed the dog’s silky coat out. He was
prepared for
everything. He drove to the address that was on the
dog’s tag. The
dog immediately begined to bark.

“Yea, this must be where you live.”

As the two of them walked up the driveway a young
asian woman
opened the door.

“Oh Buck you’re back, where have you been.” The dog
ran up to
her and she knelt down and hugged the dog. The dog
immediately stuck
his nose in her crotch. Steve noticed that it didn’t
bother her. He
smiled as he figured out why the dog was so
experienced

“Oh thank you so much, where did you find him?”

“He was just a couple of blocks down the road, I saw
his tag
and brought him back. He sure is a beautiful dog.”

“Thank you.” She said. “So what were you doing, out
fucking
slut mutt slutes.” Looking at the dog. The dog looked
up and wagged
his tail.

“Out wasting your sperm on fucking mutts when you get
the best
Golden Retrievers around.”

“Oh, so you use him at stud?” Steve asked.

“Yea, he is a champion and is in demand a lot. He
mates to the
top retriever sluted in the U.S., but he still likes
to get out and
hump the mutts. Boys will be boys.”

Steve laughed. “Well he is a great dog, you should be
more
careful.”

“Yea I know. He’s worth a lot of money.”

Steve was about to ask her out when she said that her
husband
had been out all night looking for him and that he
would be relieved.
Steve sighed inside and said he had to leave. He
patted the dog as a
thank you, said good-bye to the lady and left.

Steve arrived home. When he walked into his home his
two
black labs greeted him at the door. They immediately
stuck their noses
into his crotch and sniffed like they do every time he
comes home.

“Hi, guys how are you.” Steve knelt down and animalted
the dogs.
He had a male and female. “Yea Yea, I know I’ve been
with another dog.
You guys are still my number ones though.” The dogs
were use to other
dog smells on him. He reached into his pocket and gave
them the rest
of the beef treats. He reached over and quickly
stroked the males dick
and balls and then rubbed the female’s vulva. He
noticed it was all
wet. He pulled his had away and found blood on it.

“Uh Oh, someone is coming into heat.” Steve begined
to get
hard another time. He patted the female’s head. “We have some
fun ahead of us
don’t we.” Both dogs wagged their tails. “Well I’m
tired, I need to
got to bed, I’ve got work daily.”

He went into his bedroom, removed his cloths and took
a

bath. When he got out, both dogs begined sniffing
and licking his
balls and dick, which was semi-hard. “Sorry guys not
tonight, I’m a
little sore.” He climbed into bed and both dogs jumped
up with him. He
called the female over to him and begined rubbing her
fuckhole. Then he
begined to slide his finger in and out, feeling the
blood dripping
around it. He fell asleep with his finger still in
her.

Chapter 3

Steve was awoke from his sound sleep by a jolt on his
bed. He
lifted his head to see his male Labrador trying to
fuck the female.
The female was obviously not in the mood for she was
rebuffing his
amorous attempts. She was still lying down and he was
trying to clasp
her while thrusting into the air. Steve looked at his
clock.

“5:00 a.m., shit.” He moaned. “Come on you guys knock
it off I
still got a couple of hours of sleep before I have to
get up for work.
Now lay the fuck down and go back to sleep.”

The male dog lay down close to the female and tried
to lick
her juicy fuckhole. She responded by turning around to
face him. They
all fell back to sleep.

A half hour later he was another time awaken from his sleep
by his
male trying to get some tail.

“God Damn-it! Can’t you see she doesn’t want you.”

His male dog turned and whined at Steve with a look
of
frustration on his face.

“Well,” Steve said, “I guess I ain’t going to get any
sleep
until you have blown your wad.”

Steve threw his covers off of himself, crawled over
to his
male Lab and whispered into his ear. “Okay nice, you
want tail, I’ll
give you tail.”

Steve took a finger and stuck it up into the female’s
bloody
fuckhole. The male stuck his nose down and licked at
Steve’s finger.

“Just hold your horses.” Steve said.

Steve took his finger and rubbed it on and in his
asshole. He
did this a few times and then bent over. He slapped
his rump and
called his boy. The dog didn’t need any enticing. He
went over to
Steve and begined to lick his ass. The dog wagged his
tail and whined.
He then placed a paw onto Steve’s back and then the
other. He laid his
chin on top of Steve’s ass, lifted himself up, and
mounted him. His
pink dick head poked out of his sheath. He begined to
thrust his
hips, searching with his dick for Steve’s tight
asshole.

Steve wiggled his hips trying to get the proper
position. The
dog was thrusting frantically trying to find that
golden hole. He
begined to pant, drooling onto Steve’s back. The pink
head jabbed
around the crack of Steve’s ass. Steve shifted his
weight once more
and with another thrust the dog’s dick found its goal.

The tip of the dog’s dick jabbed into Steve’s ass.
The dog
pushed forward, sliding his massive juicy dick up into
Steve. He
begined to vigorously pound on Steve’s ass. Steve
lowered his head and
braced himself, he was now his dog’s slut. The male
kept his wild
thrusting up, smacking his hips another timest his masters
ass. His massively
erecting dick sliding in and out of the wet, horny hole.
Steve could
feel the dog’s dick swelling inside of him. Then, as
the dog
continued to thrust, Steve felt the dog’s knot pop
inside of him.
Steve moaned in pleasure as the dog’s massive knot
grabbed on Steve’s
ass.

The dog slowed his trusting. The dog begined to
release his
load and fill Steve’s ass. He was panting hard now and
the drool was
running down Steve’s back.

Steve turned his head and looked at his lover. He
smiled and
told him he was a ‘Good Boy’. The dog wagged his tail.
Steve could
feel his dog’s dick pulsing inside his ass as it
filled him with horny
dog wetness. He then looked over to the female who was
still lying on
the bed. She looked at Steve and thumped her tail on
the bed.

“Yea, go ahead and smile, I did this for you.” Steve
said.

The male dog then lifted one of his legs over Steve’s
back and
turned around so that they were Butt to Butt. They
stayed that way for
30 minutes. Then all of a sudden, the dog pulled
forward and with a
popping sound, his dick slid out of Steve’s ass. Steve
grunted as the
dick popped out. The dog turned around and begined to
lick the gush of
dog sperm that was flowing out of Steve’s ass. Steve
opened his cheeks
so the dog could lick all the right spots.

Steve looked at his dog. The dog’s massive purplish
dick was
hanging down. The dog was still shooting sperm all over
the place.

“Here, let me help you with that.” Steve said.

Steve reached beneath the dog and grabbed his dick. He
took it
into his mouth and licked it. He took his tongue and
washed the length
of it, up to and including the knot. The dog responded
by shooting the
final of his horny dog jizm down Steve’s throat.

“Mmm, Thanks,” Steve said, “You’re the best tasting
dog in the
world.” Steve grabbed the dogs head and gave him a big
kiss on the
nose. “I love you, your a good boy, thanks for the
fuck.” He said.

Steve then went over to his chick, gave her a kiss on
the nose
and said how much he loved her. “Don’t worry, you’ll
get yours very soon
enough.” He said to her as he stroked her black silky
ears.

Steve got up and looked down at the large soaked spot
on the
bed. “Geez, we do make a mess don’t we.” He said while
looking at both
dogs. They both thumped there tails on the bed.

Steve looked at his male. His now red dick was still
hanging
out a little. It looked nice another timest the blackness of
his fur.

“You better take care of that.” Steve chuckled.

With that Steve Headed of to the bath.

Steve gave both dogs a kiss and a biscuit and headed
off to
work. When he got there, he bought a morning paper. He
sat down and
turned to the dog adds of the classified section.
There were several
adds for Rottweiler pups. After calling several, he
made an
appointment to go and look at one litter after work.
Steve went into
the back kennel area. When he walked in, the black
Shepherd was
sitting at the door of the kennel. The dog barked at
Steve several
times. It wasn’t an aggressive bark, but loud playful
barks.

“Well you are in a good mood this morning. You sure
have
changed your attitude.”

The dog barked another time at Steve with a happy smile on
his doggie
face.

“Well maybe we can take you for a walk this morning
without
any troubles.” He said.

Steve went inside the kennel and put the dog on a
leash. He
bent down and gave the dog a kiss. The dog in turn
gave him several
kisses back. Steve reached down and felt the dogs
dick. The dog had a
full hard on and the tip of his bright red dick was
poking out.

“Oh, is that a dog dick in your pocket and are you
happy to
see me?!?” Steve said with a smile.

Steve bent down beneath the dog and licked at the tip
of the
dick. The dog begined to hump and tried to mount
Steve’s head.

“Hey, hold up guy, not now. Sorry buddy.” Steve said
as he
stood back up. The dog whined and tried to mount
Steve’s leg. Steve
backed away. “Sorry fella. Let’s go for a walk and try
to get some of
that energy out of you.”

Steve took the dog outside and let the dog do his
business.
As he was walking back to the clinic, Jenifer pulled
up. She got out
of the car and looked at Steve.

“How the hell did you get that dog without him biting
you?”
She asked.

“My own personal touch.” Steve smiled.

“No you didn’t?”

Steve smiled bigger. “Yep, I sure did. I wasn’t
kidding what I
said final night.”

“No I believed you. So you came in this morning and
did
something with this dog?”

“No, final night before I came over to your home.”

“Oh, what did you do to him.”

“I gave him a blow job.”

“You gave this dog a blow job and that changed him?”

“Hey I’m good.”

“Oh, please give me a break.”

Just then the doctor drove up. Steve put the dog
away. He gave
the dog another kiss and grabbed the dog’s balls. The
felt a little
smaller than final night. Steve smiled another time.

When the vet walked in, he to asked how the hell he
got the
dog to mellow out.

“It’s my animal magnetism.” Steve said as he glanced
at
Jenifer.

Jenifer rolled her eyes and walked into the front
office. She
saw the morning paper sitting on the front counter.

“Hey, Steve,” she hollered. “Since when do you read
the
morning paper?”

“Ah,Uh, I usually read it before I come to work, but
I was
late this morning.”

“What were you doing, fucking your dogs?” She said
with a
sneer.

“No,” he said. “My dog was fucking me.” He said as he
grabbed
the paper and walked into the back.

When the final appointment was finished, Steve hurried
up to
close the place down.

“What’s your hurry?” Jenifer said.

“Oh I just want to get out of here, it’s Friday and
I’m
tired.”

He locked the front door and said good bye to
Jenifer. He went
over to the shepherd and bent down by the kennel.

“Sorry I have to go, I’ll come in a little early
daily and
take care of you.”

He gave the dog a lick through the kennel and left.

Steve arrived at the breeders home. He walked in and
was
immediately greeted by two very big and very beautiful
Rottweilers.
One of them stuck its nose in Steve’s crotch.

“Rowdy, stop that!” The lady said.

“Oh that’s okay, he’s all right, I don’t mind. He
just smells
other animals on me.” Steve said with a grin.

“Well he shouldn’t be so rude.” She said

Steve almost said something, but thought that he
shouldn’t.

Steve followed the lady out the puppy play pen. The
dogs were
in close tow. He 1st looked over the parents,
especially the male.

Steve checked over the male 1st. He looked over
him,
begining 1st at the most important part, the back
end. He had nice,
large, leathery black balls that were held up tight
between his legs.
Steve thought of how wonderful they would taste in his
mouth. How
smooth they would be as he washed them with his
tongue.

He then moved forward a bit and checked out the other
half of
the set. The dog had a nice, LARGE and LONG black
furry dick sheath.
Steve sat on the ground to get a better view. The male
came up to him
and begined to sniff another time. Steve looked down the
shaft of the sheath.
He could see that the dog’s bulb was sdarkly erect.
Steve though to
himself that this dog was well hung. If only he could
see what was
inside.

Just then the dog begined at Steve’s crotch another time.
The lady
yelled at the dog to quit and sit down. The dog sat
down and as he
did, to Steve’s pleasure, about half of the dog’s
large pink dick
poked out. Steve’s eyes widened. Steve thought to
himself what it
would be like to get mounted by this dog. He begined
to get a hard on.
He had to stop before the lady noticed him.

Steve checked over the female. She wasn’t as large as
the male
but she was very muscular. He took a quick glance at
her fuckhole. Her
black pussy lips were large, smooth, and leathery
looking like the
male’s balls. He imagined mounting her and thrusting
his dick into her
tight horny fuckhole. Then spermming and shooting his sperm
up inside of her.
He pictured his white sperm dripping off of that lovely
black fuckhole. He
thought these pups should be great.

The lady brought the 3 pups she had left. Two males
and a
female. Steve look at the two males. One was a little
larger than the
other. Steve asked about the black and mahogany pup.
The lady said the
she was knowing about keeping this pup. It was the
nicest and pick of
the litter. Steve took the pup and looked it over. He
was a very solid
pup. Steve took his hand and put it between the pups
legs. When the
lady saw this, she said that the pups had been to the
Veterinarian and
that all the pups were okay and that she made sure all
the males had
both testicles dropped. Steve affirmed her and said
that he felt both
of them.

Steve said that he really liked this pup and that he
would
like to buy him. He told the lady what kind of work he
was in and that
the pup would get the best care.

“There is noface else better than myself to take care
of this
puppy.” Steve told her.

After much convincing, the lady agreed to sell the
pup to him.

Steve took the pup home. When he walked in, his dog
didn’t
greet him. When he called they did not come. Steve was
a little
concerned. Steve whistled and called them another time. Then
he heard the
dogs whine and bark. He followed the sound into his
bedroom. When he
walked in he begined to laugh. To his surprise his two
dogs were
standing ‘tied’ butt to butt.

He walked over to his female and knelt down.

“Well, I guess you decided you wanted a piece of that
dick
also huh?”

She licked his face.

He then knelt over to his male.

“Twice in one day, you horny little bastard. Actually
You
probably have been fucking her all day haven’t you?”

He wagged his tail and barked.

“Yea, I bet you have.”

Steve held the two dogs in his arms. He got horny
looking at
them ‘tied’. He took his pants off and begined
stroking his meat. He
climaxed and shorny his load all over the ‘tied’ dogs.
His white sperm
dripped down the dog’s shiny black fur. When the dogs
broke apart,
they cleaned themselves off with a little help from
Steve.

Steve got up and put his pants back on.

“Wait till you see what I’ve got in the truck.” He
said to the
dogs.

Steve then went outside to his truck.