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by
David Crane
CHAPTER 1
"You'll have to keep Rex here in the cabin, darling," Carson Smith said to his wife. "If
the white stag gets the scent of a dog, I'll never get close enough to photograph
him."
Catherine turned from the primitive iron stove, where she was making coffee. It was
early in the day and she was still wearing only a frilly dressing gown. The slinky
garment clung to her body, caressing her smooth flesh. Through the semitransparent
silken material, the dark circles of her tit tips could be seen and, farther
down, the triangular outline of her cunt mound was tantalizingly hinted at. But Carson
was paying no attention to his seductive wife at the moment. The man was an
enthusiastic amateur wildlife photographer and he was anxious to start stalking the
elusive white stag that was rumored to roam the forest near the cabin. This was the
first day that they had been there. Carson had rented the rustic cabin for two weeks,
hoping to get some pictures of the noble stag and combining a family vacation with
his quest, had brought his wife and their son, Tommy, along with their family pet,
Rex, the big black Alsatian, to the forest with him. Now Carson was already dressed,
wearing a flannel shirt and corduroy trousers and sturdy walking shoes, his camera
slung around his neck. Catherine gave him a look of annoyance. They had arrived
late and weary, the night before, and had not had their usual bedtime fuck. Carson
had already been up by the time that Catherine awoke so she hadn't had a morning
fuck, either, and the oversexed blonde woman was feeling horny. Tommy had
already gone out to explore the woods and, with the cabin to themselves, Catherine
had been hoping for some prick. She arched her back, thrusting her big tits out
temptingly toward Carson and giving her lush hips a suggestive twist. But Carson
was so eager to seek the stag that he failed to notice his wife.
"Must you go out so soon?" she asked.
"Early morning is the best time to look for him," Carson said, still not realizing what
Catherine was implying. "He'll probably lie up during the heat of the day, but I might
be lucky enough to find him at the salt lick now."
What about my salty lick? thought Catherine, feeling that juicy object simmering
between her sleek thighs. But she sighed, knowing how eager Carson was to look
for the stag, resigning herself to another fuckless morning of frustration. Carson
moved toward the door. Rex followed after him, giving a little yelp of excitement,
thinking that he was going to have a chance to chase juicy bunnies in the
woodlands. In the city, the dog liked to chase cats and he knew that it would be even
more fun to chase wild rabbits. No one would hit him with sticks, the way angry cat
lovers did and, besides, cats had claws. But Carson said, "Stay, boy," and went out,
closing the door behind him. Rex whimpered, looking puzzled.
"I know how you feel, Rex," Catherine sighed, seeing that the big doggy was as
frustrated, though for different reasons, as she was at being left in the cabin and
sympathizing with the dumb brute. She moved to the window and looked out,
watching her tall, lean husband stride across the clearing and vanish into the trees.
Dammit, she thought. He could have at least thrown a quickie into me. Her pussy
was smoldering and she could feel a trickle of hot cuntjuice run down the inside of
her thigh, while her stiff nipples stood out in twin peaks against her gown. The sexy
woman was wondering how long her husband would be gone and whether she
should wait for him to return, suffering her frustration, or give herself a handjob. A
fingerfucking was nowhere near as satisfying as a prick, but it was a lot better than
nothing, she knew. Then, too, Tommy might be back at the cabin by the time that
Carson returned and, with the teenage boy there, what with the paper-thick wooden
walls, they wouldn't be able to have a fuck, anyhow. Catherine was a noisy fuck,
panting and moaning and whimpering loudly, and it was too embarrassing to let
herself go when the boy might hear. She figured that Tommy would know damned
well what those sounds meant. She knew that Tommy was no longer innocent,
having found the sticky evidence on his bedsheets several times, although she
supposed that he was still cherry and had never fucked more than his fist. Thinking
about her young son jacking off was making Catherine hotter than ever. She
remembered the first time she had discovered congealed cum on his sheet. She had
been shocked, at first, to realize that her little boy could shoot cum, but it had excited
her, as well. Feeling very naughty and depraved, the over-sexed woman had held
the slimy sheet up to her face and licked at her son's jism. The cherry fuckjuice had
been delicious and, naturally, Catherine had wondered what it would taste like to
suck a load straight out of his sturdy young prick. She would never do such a wicked
thing, of course--or so she had assured herself--but the speculation had made her so
randy that she had frigged her pussy to jelly, sitting on the boy's bed. Now she
simply had to frig herself again. She moved from the window and sat down on the
couch. The doggy was still standing by the closed door, one ear cocked up, hoping
to be let out. He whimpered with frustration. Catherine glanced at the brute, feeling a
little embarrassed at the thought of fingerfucking herself with the dog in the room.
But she couldn't let him out, or he would chase after Carson. Anyhow, he was only a
dumb doggy. He probably wouldn't even notice what she was doing, she reasoned.
Although they owned one, Catherine obviously didn't know a lot about dogs. Sliding
down so that her firm ass was resting on the very edge of the couch, Catherine drew
her gown open. She gazed down the plane of her belly at her crotch. Her cunt
mound was a bushy triangle of golden curls spreading out on the flat surface of her
loins. She spread her thighs and arched her neck, looking right at her cunt. Her pink
pussy lips were unfurled like the petals of a fleshy flower, streaked with morning
dew, and her open slot was flooded with cunt cream. Her fuck button stood out, stiff
and tingling, from her juicy pussy. Catherine didn't begin frigging her cunt right away.
She was in the mood for a lingering handjob, enjoying the preliminaries before the
creamy climax. She began to fondle her big, heavy tits, kneading the tit mounds and
the taut tits. Waves of pleasure shot through her body. Her nipples exploded in her
fingers and, as if by sympathetic vibration, her clit began to pulse. She cupped her
tits in both hands, lifting the globes and deepening her smooth cleavage. Ducking
her blonde head down, she stuck her tongue out and began to lick at her nipples and
to run her tongue up through her cleavage. Saliva dribbled onto her tits as she
mouthed herself enthusiastically. Her face turned from side to side as she switched
from tit to tit, licking and sucking. Her nipples expanded in her lips, and her pussy
began to flow heavily. Cunt juice poured down her hairy crotch and seeped into the
crack of her ass. She gazed down at her steaming cunt, whimpering. Catherine
wished that she were nimble enough to go down on herself! What a treat that would
be! But she had tried it, and failed. Her questing tongue had fallen just short of the
mark, frustratingly close. She had been able to lick her pubic mound but unable to
get her nimble tongue onto her clit. The fragrance of her smoldering cunt had wafted
up to her flushed face, driving her wild with the double desire to suck cunt and be
sucked. Her failure had been so damned frustrating that she hadn't attempted it
again, although the thought of giving herself head never ceased to thrill her. Now she
slid one fingertip up through her slimy cuntslot, then brought her hand up to her lips
and licked at her own pussy nectar. The creamy stuff was delicious. She pushed her
sticky finger into her mouth and sucked on it as if it were a prick.
"Ummm," she sighed, adoring the taste and the texture of that succulent cunt nectar.
She scooped up another fingerful out of her pussy and lapped it from her hand.
Catherine moaned and squirmed, really turning on to her self-stimulation. She had
forgotten all about the doggy. But Rex had become very much aware of his mistress.
As the sweet aroma of steaming cunt drifted across the room, the big black brute
raised his blunt snout, sniffed and whimpered. His ebony nostrils flared. The doggy
forgot all about his previous desire to chase juicy bunnies, inspired by the scent of
even juicier pussy. He turned his head, eyeing Catherine with wide, amber eyes. A
quiver ran through his body. Rex growled softly. He had fucked a few bitches in his
time, and the beast knew damned well what that fragrant aroma signified--a female
in heat!
His massive prick began to harden and his big scumbags swelled under his loins. It
was a perfectly natural response to that fragrant stimulation. After all, the Alsatian
was only a dumb animal--how could he know that bestiality was wrong?
Still unaware of the dog's interest, Catherine began to run her hands up the insides
of her wide spread thighs, teasing herself by not yet touching her pussy. Her ass
twisted on the edge of the couch and her hips jerked in a fucking motion. She gazed
down past her tits, staring at her steaming crotch. Even her human nostrils, so much
more limited than the dog's, were aware of the musky, smoldering aroma of her
aroused cunt. She tapped her fingertip against her clit and shuddered at the thrill of
the contact. She was panting like a steam engine by this time and her cuntlips had
spread out wide, so that her pussyslit had become an oval slot and that slot was full
of fuckjuice. Her clit stood out from that creamy glen like a log in a swamp. Catherine
began to stroke her cuntlips, running her fingertips up the pink folds. She flicked at
her clit and moaned as spasms of lust rippled through her loins. Ribbons of pussy
slime trickled down the insides of her thighs and seeped into the crack of her
grinding ass. Her cunt was so hot she thought the heat might blister her hands as
she cupped the steaming pussy. She tilted her wrist and slowly slid her middle finger
up her fuckhole, pushing in knuckle deep and twisting it around inside her pussy
tunnel. Her cuntwalls tightened, pulling and sucking on her finger. She began to fuck
three fingers in and out of her cunthole, while she rubbed her clit with her other hand.
Catherine's pretty face had become a mask of pure passion, blue eyes narrowed and
sensual lips parted and panting. She switched her face from side to side, moaning,
her blonde hair cascading across her cheeks. She arched her back deeply, thrusting
her tits upward, as her ass churned on the edge of the couch. Her pink tongue slid
across her parted lips, the succulent flavor of her own pussy juice still tingling
deliciously on her tastebuds. Waves of rising sensation began to whip and lash
through the horny woman's hot loins and to run like electric currents up her sleek,
trembling thighs. Her heels drummed on the floor, long legs extended. Then she
raised those legs into the air. She was nearing the crest. As her stiff fingers, bunched
together into a cock- like shape, slid up her cunthole, that smoldering crater squished
and slurped. Her cuntlips sucked on her fingers as she probed deeply into her
fuckhole. A rushing wave caused her to gasp as she hung just below the peak. But
although Catherine loved to come, she was enjoying this frigging so much that she
wanted to make it last as long as possible, to enjoy a lingering build up before the
creamy climax. She drew her hands out of her frothy crotch for a moment, giving her
cunt and clit a chance to subside from the crest. Wisps of steam drifted up out of her
temporarily abandoned groin. Her open pussy slot was like the crater of a volcano in
the moments before an eruption, and her foaming hot cuntjuice poured out like lava
from that center. Her damp thighs opened and dosed, drew up and then extended
again. She gazed down past the thrusting slopes of her tits, fascinated by the sight of
her seething crotch. Both of her hands were creamy, and she brought them to her
lips, one at a time, licking and sucking the tasty cuntjuice from them. As the hot
cream tingled on her tastebuds, the woman's tongue began to get as hot as her clit.
Her mouth was watering almost as heavily as her pussy was flowing. She dipped a
hand back into her crotch. It went in glistening with her saliva, then came back out
frothy with pussy cream. She lapped the stuff from her fingers and palm while her
other hand scooped more of the tangy hot slime out from her open fuckslot. She was
writhing around in a frenzy now, her whole lush, ripe body sparking. Catherine could
delay her orgasm no longer. The rippling waves of bliss were at the crest. She
jammed both hands back into her groin and began to frig her cunt furiously,
fingerfucking the slippery fuckhole and strumming her love nugget at the same time.
Her firm ass and pneumatic hips jerked in a spasmodic fucking movement, and she
threw her head back, gasping and wailing. The waves came higher and faster, each
crest rushing upon the other until the peaks had blended into one prolonged,
sustained height. The oversexed blonde cried out. As Catherine creamed, the rich
scent of her overflowing cuntjuice became hotter and even more thrilling as it wafted
across the cabin and filled the Alsatian's nostrils.
Rex sniffed, and his whole muscular body quivered. His amber eyes gleamed with
desire. His lips curled back from his white fangs. The dog thrust his big, blunt head
out toward the woman on the couch, his nostrils flaring. He took one tentative step
toward her. It was a new situation for the beast, and he was confused and uncertain-
-but lust shot through his hairy loins demandingly. He took another step. His
haunches were lowered as if he were slinking up on an unsuspecting cat, or pussy,
as the case might be. His bushy tail lashed behind him.
The brute's balls were swollen so huge now that his hindlegs were bowed around the
bloated bags and his enormous cock stood out parallel with the floor. His prick was
long and thick and vibrant, and the slick red tip of his naked cockhead came sliding
out from the hairy sheath. The dog whined and yelped. But Catherine was moaning
and panting so loud that her blood was rushing through her ears. She failed to hear
the warning sounds that rumbled from the dog's throat as he advanced. She was at
the very peak now, and clinging there, her coming sustained and repeated spasms
shaking her lush body. Cuntjuice gushed out in a creamy tide. Her whole crotch was
lathered with slime. The stuff flowed down her thighs and onto her ass and dripped
from the edge of the couch. Her clit was detonating, setting off explosions deep
within her fuckhole. The woman was going off like a machine gun, peak after peak
ripping through her violently. Cuntjuice sprayed out in creamy spurts. The final
spasm hit her and the woman cried out in pure carnal ecstasy. She slumped back
along the couch, her eyes fluttering. Her hands continued to move in her crotch as
she made sure she had worked off every spasm and milked off every drop. A
dreamy smile turned up her lips. She settled back comfortably, her legs spread apart
and her cunt awash with the fluids of her climax. Wisps of vapor drifted from her
creamy cunt. Catherine had almost fainted in the aftermath of her dynamic coming.
She sighed happily, eyes closed. She drew her hands away from her satisfied pussy.
And, with those hands removed, and her legs spread apart, the woman's cunt was
fully exposed-- and available! How could Rex resist?
CHAPTER 2
The black Alsatian moved closer, standing stiff-legged around his jutting prick. The
naked red slab of his cockhead was flaring out from the hairy stalk, fiery hot and
throbbing. His pisshole gaped open and a frothy drop of preliminary fuckjuice
bubbled from the cleft, running like quicksilver down his dark meat. The dog pushed
his head out, his nostrils flaring. His long, wet tongue slid out and he lapped at the
inside of his mistress's cum-drenched thigh. As the tangy fuckjuice ran onto his
tastebuds, the dog whined. Catherine was only semi-conscious, her mind hazy
following her violent coming. She felt the dog's tongue against her leg but had no
idea what it was. She thought that slippery stroke was caused by her own cuntjuice
sliding down her thigh. Rex lapped at her leg again, then shoved his snout up into
her soaking crotch. His nimble tongue slurped at her creamy pussy slot, running up
through her open cuntlips and flicking across her clit. Catherine's eyelids fluttered.
She frowned slightly, not with displeasure but in bewilderment. Was she dreaming?
What was that lovely sensation in her crotch? It felt just as if a hot, wet tongue was
licking her pussy, she thought. But that couldn't be, since she was alone in the cabin.
It was confusing. The woman was curious and knew that she should open her eyes
and investigate, yet she didn't want to cause that delightful sensation to stop. She
stirred and sighed, shifting her pelvis slightly. Rex raised his head, eyeing the
woman doubtfully. Then, seeing that she was not objecting, the dog lowered his
black muzzle again and began to lap at her creamy pussy with gusto. His tongue
delved into her soaking slot and slurped at her slot. Cuntjuice sprayed up into her
blonde pubic thatch as his tongue flipped up across her love bud. Streaks of pussy
juice ran over the red meat of his long lapper, the taste and the fragrance driving the
doggy wild. He slurped doggedly. His tongue curled up. Cuntjuice pooled in the
center and dripped from the edges. He pushed his cold black nose right into
Catherine's cunthole. Catherine gave a little gasp. If this was a dream, it was sure as
hell a realistic one! And a delightful one, as well, with all the pleasant promise of
being a wet dream, too. Despite her recent coming, Catherine's insatiable cunt
began to heat up again. She shuddered. What the fuck was going on down there in
her crotch? Still reluctant to break the magic spell, Catherine ground her ass and
hips slowly about. Her lithe legs rippled and closed, and she frowned again when
she discovered that those sleek legs had clamped around something hard and hairy.
She opened them and closed them again. Now she was wide awake and, knowing it
wasn't a dream, heard a moist slurping sound combined with the juicy squishing
sounds that her cunt seemed to be making. Little darts of sensation shot through her
loins. Catherine opened her eyes and stared down the incline of her body and gave
a gasp when she saw that the dog was standing between her legs, lapping merrily
away at her cunt. The woman was shocked. She had never even dreamed of letting
an animal tongue her pussy, and she cried out in dismay. Rex raised his head, his
wet tongue lolling out. Catherine could see the cuntjuice dripping from the red
tongue, mixed with his doggy slobber.
"You naughty doggy!" she cried. Rex looked puzzled, tilting his head to one side and
flinching away. He could tell from the tone of her voice that he had misbehaved, but
he had no idea what he had done wrong. His bestial senses told him that the
woman's hot cunt was welcoming his attention. Catherine sat up and clamped her
thighs firmly together. She reached down and pushed the Alsatian's head away.
"Stop that, you bad dog!" she snapped. Rex yelped in confusion. Catherine stared at
him in amazement. But she was more amazed by her own reactions than by the
dog's actions. His tongue had felt so good! Why, if she hadn't stopped him in time,
she might well have creamed on that doggy tongue! The very idea of such depravity
caused her to flush with shame. She looked down at her crotch, seeing that her hairy
pussy was frothy with doggy slobber. Then she looked at his lolling tongue again,
seeing the silvery streaks of cuntjuice that trickled down the wet red tongue. Rex
whimpered, his nostrils flaring. Her gaze moved lower and Catherine whimpered, like
a dog herself, when she saw the dumb brute's massive hard-on. The sight fascinated
her. Catherine adored prick and gazing at that doggy whopper cock thrilled her to the
core, filling her with unholy desire The Alsatian's prickshaft was long and thick
sprouting out of his swollen scumbags like a bludgeon, and the head of his cock was
a throbbing wedge of fiery-red meat. A glob of doggy jism glistened on the tip,
squeezing from his parted piss hole.
"Holy shit," Catherine whispered, huskily. Rex barked with hopeful enthusiasm, his
head bobbing up and down and his dark flanks trembling. Catherine's pussy was
heating up again, her lust inspired by the caress of the beast's tongue and magnified
by the very fact that it had been a bestial caress that had inspired her emotions. It
was wicked to let a dog lap her pussy, she knew. It was depraved and degenerate.
And yet despite that--or because of it--the idea was so thrilling that the horny woman
began to shudder. Should she let the dog lick her off?
Oh, no! I mustn't! she told herself. And yet the hot, wet sensation caused by his
nimble cuntlapper still lingered in her steaming cunt and her conscience was
struggling with her desire. Maybe it wasn't so really wicked, she thought. Maybe it
was just kind of naughty. It was just his tongue, after all. She had often let the
friendly dog lap her hands and face. Was it so much different if she let him lap
between her legs? It wasn't as if she would be getting fucked by a dog, she
reasoned. Getting a little hot tongue wasn't so terribly depraved, after all. As the
woman considered these things, amazing herself by the fact that she was
considering them seriously, her cunt rippled and the pink pussy lips parted wide. A
gush of creamy fuck juice flooded into her open pussy slot, and her clit began to
vibrate. Slowly, Catherine smiled. Her inhibitions melted away in the intense heat of
her desire, and her mind reeled with lashings of lust. She let her thighs move apart
again, lifting one knee slightly and exposing her groin. Rex eyed her uncertainly,
sensing that her mood had shifted but not sure what was being demanded of him.
The blonde woman reached down and spread her cuntlips open even wider with her
fingertips, revealing the dark inner folds, streaked with ribbons of frothy fuckjuice.
"You want some pussy, you naughty doggy?" she whispered, her voice quavering
and husky. "Hummm? Does the hungry doggy want to lap up some hot cuntjuice?"
Rex gave a yelp. He moved a step closer and hesitated, nervous and uncertain
because of her previous recriminations. But the woman's voice was no longer harsh,
and her delicious cunt was even hotter and more fragrant than before!
"C'mon, boy--hot pussy! Lap it up!" she urged. Rex moved closer, turning his head
from side to side. His stiff prick was hammering wildly under his belly. His cock was
so long that the naked slab of his cockmeat almost reached to his burly chest.
Catherine slid down so that her ass was perched on the very edge of the couch. Her
thighs were parted wide and she was holding her cuntlips spread open for the
animal. The dog's tongue lashed out, and Catherine wailed as the moist red meat hit
her clit. Rex looked up at her face inquisitively. Then, realizing that he was being a
good doggy, now, he began to lap her cunt with relish.
"Yeah--yeah--yeah--" Catherine moaned, trembling violently, thrilled to the core by
the beast's big, wet tongue. His cold nose slid against her smoldering clit and she
gasped. His tongue traced along the folds of her cuntlips, then slammed right up
inside her fuckhole, probing far deeper than any man's tongue had ever gone.
Catherine wailed with the pure joy of it. The Alsatian's tongue felt as big and long as
a prick. She was getting fucked by his tongue. He fucked his tongue in and out, and
her cunt clung to the slippery lapper, pulling and dragging and sucking. She grasped
his big head between her open hands, holding his muzzle against her pussy as she
jerked against him. His tongue slurped and her cunt flooded. Each time her open
pussy slot filled up with fuck cream, the hungry doggy lapped it up. His slobber ran
into her pussy hole. Then more cuntjuice poured out, blending with the doggy saliva.
Her whole crotch was flooded.
"Lick my cunt, Rex--lap it up!" she wailed. "Ahhhhh--I'm gonna cream your fucking
tongue, you wonderful doggy!"
Whining and whimpering, Rex slapped his hot tongue into her pussy slit and up her
cunt tunnel. Her cuntjuice was driving him wild. He gulped the sweet slime down by
the mouthful. Catherine lifted her trim ass higher. Rex's tongue long-stroked, rippling
into the crack of her ass and gliding on up through her soaking slot, then flipping into
her cunt bush. His muzzle was streaked with her fuck cream and the stuff dripped
from his jowls. His cock was thundering and his balls were ballooning, but the
obedient doggy ignored his own needs as he savored his mistress's succulent pussy.
His head went up and down like a rocking horse as he ran his tongue through her
loins from asshole to pussy mound. Catherine clamped her thighs around his
shoulders, hooking her knees over his powerful body. Her leg muscles tightened and
relaxed. Then she threw her legs wide open again, giving his busy head free rein as
the dog slurped happily away. Cuntjuice poured down her crotch. Rex's head ducked
down, and he lapped the sweet stuff up out of the crack of her ass, then dipped into
her fuckhole again. She jammed her loins down, fucking herself silly on his tongue.
He was licking the inside walls and folds of her fuck slot, lapping the cuntjuice out of
her from within. She could feel his tongue flare and expand inside her cunthole, then
slide back out and run full length over her flaming clit. The waves of ecstasy began
to rush through her. As she neared the crest, the overflow from her pussy became
hotter and thicker and even more delicious and aromatic, driving the hungry doggy
mad. His tongue whipped into her slot, and Catherine jerked and squirmed under
that steaming caress. Her cunt began to melt. Catherine cried out joyfully as her
orgasm peaked.
"I'm creaming!" she wailed. "My fucking cunt is creaming your tongue, Rex! Oh my
God! I-I'm coming on a dog's tongue!" Spasms hit her, shaking her bones, turning
her whole body into a quivering mass of orgasmic flesh. The cum cream poured out
of her in thick streams, and the cunt- hungry Alsatian slurped it up, yelping and
whining at the feast. Catherine moaned and sank back along the couch, stunned.
The dog continued to slap his tongue into her pussy, gathering up the last delicious
drops and filling her fuckhole with his slobber.
"That's enough, boy," she panted. For now, she thought--because Catherine knew
damned well that now that she had discovered the joy of a dog's hot tongue, this
wouldn't be the last time she fed Rex out of her creamy pussy. She was already
looking forward to getting lapped off again, as soon as she felt horny once more. But
Rex was hornier than ever now.
CHAPTER 3
Rex had turned halfway to the side now, his neck arched as he gazed at Catherine.
In that position, his prick was in profile. The well- satisfied blonde was smiling with
happy contentment but, when she got a look at the Alsatian's meatrack, her smile
faded away into an expression of trembling awe. The dog's long, fat prick was taut
and humming like a tuning fork and hard. The bloated slab of his naked red
cockhead was pulsing in and out like an inhaling lung, and frothy drops of preliminary
jism slathered the tip and dripped off. A trickle had run down onto his hairy prick,
matting the shaggy sheath. The cum glistened a milky white on the jet black stalk.
His scumbags were like over-inflated balloons, bulging between his hindlegs. His
was an impressive hunk of cockmeat--and Catherine was certainly impressed!
Rex whined and his haunches rippled in a humping motion as he stabbed his prick
out under him. There was a hopeful and expectant look in his amber eyes. His
tongue, still hanging out from the side of his white-fanged jowl and dripping with
cuntjuice, was evidence of the fact that he had done his mistress a great service--
and that he deserved a reward for being such a good doggy. Catherine's eyes were
glued on the dog's cock and balls, fascinated. It was her fault that the dog had such
a lovely big hard-on, she knew, and she felt that she was obliged to relieve the
faithful dog. She knew that it must be agony for a doggy to have such a stiff prick
and such swollen scumbags, with no place to empty them. Not having hands, a
doggy couldn't jerk himself off, of course--but Catherine had hands, and those hands
were tingling for a touch of dog meat. She was rationalizing again, as she had when
she had decided to let the dog lap her pussy, reasoning that she owed him a come
and, also, that it would be a good idea to get his cock emptied and soft before her
husband or her son came home. She would never do anything really naughty, like
fucking or sucking with a dog, she told herself, but just giving the poor dumb brute a
handjob was only a little naughty, more a fact of being kind to animals than being
depraved. And, she couldn't deny it, Catherine was getting turned on by the sight of
that massive cock and those bloated balls. She knew it would be tremendously
exciting to have that thick stalk throbbing in her stroking fist and to see all the thick,
white jism spurt out from his pisshole when he shot his wad. She got up from the
couch and moved to the window. Rex whimpered with frustration as she moved
away from him. But Catherine was looking out to make sure that neither Carson nor
Tommy was approaching the cabin. Seeing no sign of either of them, she smiled.
She had made up her mind to pump the dog's prick until he creamed and fiery waves
of depraved lust ran through her at the prospect. Catherine moved back from the
window and knelt down beside the whimpering Alsatian. He stood sideways to her,
stiff-legged, his head turned toward her and his enormous cock thundering like a
jack- hammer under his brawny body. Catherine gazed at his prick for a few
moments, savoring the anticipation of caressing his hard, hot cockmeat. She slipped
her dressing gown from her shoulders, feeling the frilly garment flutter to the floor.
She knew, from the huge expansion of Rex's scumbags, that he was going to squirt
an awful lot of fuckjuice when he came, and she didn't want to get doggy spunk all
over her dressing gown. Besides, the wanton woman liked the idea of being naked
while she beat the brute's meat. Rex yelped and his haunches rippled. Catherine
reached under him with one hand, palm upward. She cupped his swollen balls, lifting
them slightly, as if judging the weight of the load they contained. The dog went still
as he felt her hand on his scumbags. Catherine squeezed them gently, feeling his
hard balls jiggle inside the hairy sacs. He was so full of spunk that she thought she
could hear the hot stuff sloshing around inside his balls as she fondled them. Her
hand slid up and stroked against the underside of his hairy cockshaft, rubbing her
palm along the length of that rock hard, pulsating prick. She touched the naked meat
of his cock-knob and drew her hand back, as if she had touched a hot poker. That
slick red slab was glowing almost like an incandescent lightbulb. Rex was
whimpering and whining, rumbling in his throat, yelping with joy. She ran her open
hand up and down his cock again, from head to balls, feeling the thick vein
throbbing. Rex humped, driving his cock through her hand. Catherine fingered the
sensitive spot where his swollen crown loomed out from the shaggy sheath. That
huge wedge of hot meat pulsed, ballooning. More spunk oozed from his cleft and
circled sluggishly down the slope of his cockhead, all frothy and white against the
dark-red meat. A glob of slime ran onto her hand, in the web between her thumb and
forefinger. The stuff was blistering hot. What a fucking thrill it would be when that
horny beast blew his balls, the woman thought, trembling with expectation. She
folded her hand around the root of his cockshaft and skimmed up and down, lightly
at first, merely brushing against him, then tightening her grip and starting to frig him
energetically. His prick hammered in her grip and Rex began to hump, fucking his
prick through her stroking fist. As her hand pushed back toward his balls, the doggy
slid his prick out with a jerking movement. His hairy sheath was drawn back, skinning
his crown and causing that meaty hunk of cockhead to flare and throb. More creamy
cum seeped from his pisshole, and Catherine ran her fingers over his slippery cockknob,
rubbing the dog's fuckjuice into his heated meat. She cupped his balls with her
free hand, caressing them, as she pumped away steadily on his prick. His cock
seemed to be getting bigger with every stroke, and his balls were heavy in her hand.
The cock-crazed blonde leaned closer, gazing in fascination at the Alsatian's
cockhead, loving the way his quicksilvery slime foamed on the angry red slab. She
curled onto her side, moving partially under the humping brute. As he fucked his
prick through her hand, the bloated cock-knob loomed up in front of Catherine's
radiant face. Her eyes crossed as she turned her bifocal vision upon that throbbing
cockhead. Rex's bushy tail switched behind his ass like a rudder as he humped
jerkily through Catherine's fist. His flanks heaved as the doggy panted heavily.
Catherine knew that it wouldn't be long before he shot his bolt--and she knew too,
that if she didn't get her head out from under him, he was going to spurt that creamy
load of fuckjuice right into her fucking face!
The thought thrilled her. Her tongue slid across her sensual lower lip and her mouth
parted slightly. Catherine was abandoned to unholy passion now, all of her
inhibitions gone. She wanted the doggy to shoot in her face and on her tits, longed to
feel his steaming hot slime hose her all over.
"Come, Rex--squirt your jism out," she rasped, jerking back hard on his hairy cock
and making his naked prick-knob flare out like the head of a hooded cobra about to
strike. His thick, non-lethal venom, oozed steadily from his open pisshole, slathering
his cock-knob and causing Catherine to tremble in anticipation of his load. She
leaned even closer, her long blonde hair cascading and her blue eyes glowing like
smoldering cobalt. Despite the lovely climax she had just had on the Alsatian's
nimble tongue, Catherine's cunt was beginning to steam all over again, inspired by
that throbbing handful of cockmeat she was steadily pumping toward a creamy
conclusion. Her mouth was watering, too. The sight of the dog's pounding prick was
causing Catherine to drool. Her tongue felt as hot as her clit and her saliva flowed
like cuntjuice. Catherine had always loved to suck cocks and swallow cum. Although
she had never sucked a dog's cock, Rex's meat looked so fucking delicious that the
horny woman was slobbering. Should I take his prick into my mouth? She wondered,
a dark and depraved thrill rushing through her at the thought. Jerking a doggy off
was one thing, she knew. She was just being kind to a dumb animal by giving him
relief. But blowing a dog was quite a different matter. She was hungry for his
succulent-looking cockmeat and tasty-looking fuckjuice, but she hesitated, fearing
that later, after she had cooled off, she would suffer terrible self-recriminations for
having done such a wicked thing. Yet even as she hesitated, her lips parted wider
and her tongue slid sensually back and forth. A trickle of saliva drooled down her
chin. Oh, fuck--should I suck his cock? She wondered. But then it was too late. Rex
howled like a wolf and his haunches heaved violently, driving his cock through her
pumping fist like a torpedo. She felt his balls explode in her left hand and felt his
cockshaft expand in her fist. She saw his pisshole open wide, staring right down his
cock as if looking into the barrel of a gun. The dog's fuckjuice rushed up his stalk and
came spurting out of his cockhead in a creamy white cloud.
"Oh!" Catherine gasped. The brute's first thick spurt splattered directly onto the
blonde woman's parted lips. She pumped him again, pushing her tongue out, and his
second slimy dose skimmed over her tastebuds. Catherine wailed with joy as the
musky flavor of that steaming dog cum registered on her tongue. He shot a third
time, the foaming spunk hosing past her lips and hitting the back of her throat.
Catherine's mouth was wide open now and her tongue was thrust out as far as it
would reach as she frigged away on the dog's prick, milking him off into her mouth
and her cheeks and it shot into her golden hair and dripped from her chin. A squirt
fell onto her thrusting tits, hot as melted lead. Cum seeped into her cleavage and
coated her stiff nipples with milky residue. She held his cock levered down for a
moment, pumping more cum onto her tits, then angled his prick up toward her face
again and took a thick wad onto her tongue. Rex, growling and howling, humped
away vigorously as he drained his scumbags and emptied his cock. His last spurt
shot into her face, followed by a slimy trickle that slid down his cock-knob. The doggy
stopped humping and stood rigid, his flanks heaving. Catherine continued to jerk his
prick up and down to make sure that she had milked out every sweet drop of his
doggy fuckjuice. A look of awe came over her cumsmeared face. She had jacked off
a lot of men in her lifetime, but no man had ever shot out such a great amount of
spunk. Catherine was amazed at how much jism the Alsatian's big balls had held.
She leaned back slightly, still holding his prick in her hand. That fat cock rippled. His
prick was softening slightly and starting to droop. Rex seemed to be smiling, his
tongue lolling out and his black lips curled away from his fangs. Catherine smiled,
too. She had dog cum on her tongue and lips! She had swallowed some of the
steaming hot delicious stuff! The woman had expected to be filled with self disgust
after she had done such a naughty thing, but now she felt no shame, no remorse, no
regrets. Naughty, it might be--but what a fucking thrill it had been!
She leaned back, licking her lips. She tilted her head back and let a trickle of doggy
cream run slowly down her gullet. The stuff was hotter and thicker and more musky
than human cum, she thought--and it was yummy! She swallowed what was left in
her mouth. The flavor still tingled on her tongue. Catherine was seething with lust,
inspired by the naughty thing she had done, the dark knowledge as exciting as the
act itself had been. She cupped her fat fits in both hands and lifted them, dropping
her face and sticking her tongue out. She lapped the doggy slime off her tits and
sucked it from her taut titty tips, letting the spunk run around on her tastebuds for a
moment, then swallowing it down. It warmed her belly. Rex had taken a step back.
His prick was still semi-hard, the fat cock-knob bobbing up and down. That red meat
was slathered with cum. The spunk looked so delicious that Catherine whimpered
hungrily at the sight. She had already swallowed dog cum, she reasoned. It wouldn't
be any naughtier to drink a little bit more--right off that slab of savory- looking
cockmeat!
It wasn't as if she was going to suck the doggy off, she told herself. Cum drinking
had already been done and drinking a little more wouldn't compound her sins, right?
Catherine was very good at that rationalization stuff. She squirmed closer to Rex and
pushed her tongue out. She took a tentative lick at the tip of his soaking cock-knob.
His cockmeat was as delicious as his cum! She began to lave his cockhead all over,
slurping the jism from that slab. Her throat pulsed delicately as she swallowed.
Driven half crazy by her lust, Catherine kissed the tip of the Alsatian's big prick, then
let her lips part and slowly fed his cockhead into her mouth. She nursed and sucked
adoringly on that rubbery mouthful, sucking the slime from his meat and swallowing
the stuff with pure relish. She drew back and gazed at his cock. She had polished his
prick- knob to a glistening luster. Her frothy saliva had replaced the jism she had
sucked from his prick. The dog's cock twitched, jolting up. Catherine decided to enjoy
one more taste. She slipped the collar of her lips over his cock- knob and nursed on
the succulent slab. As she did so, that mighty hunk of cockmeat began to well up
and get rock hard inside her mouth. Rex was obviously a potent doggy. Making him
come had been such a thrill that Catherine was eager to do it again. Since she had
already swallowed dog cum and had dog cock in her mouth, the randy woman saw
no reason why she shouldn't combine the two and suck him off. It wasn't really bad,
like fucking him, she told herself. Yes, Catherine was real good at rationalizing.
"Wait a minute, boy," she whispered. She jumped up and moved to the window
again, to make sure that no one was in sight. It would be embarrassing, to say the
least, to have her husband or her son walk in and catch her blowing the dog. She
looked out and saw no one. She smiled and licked her lips. She moved back toward
the dog. Rex cocked his head and waited, not sure what was going to happen to him
next but knowing it was going to be fun. Catherine knelt down beside the big black
brute again, her face a mask of desire. Her cunt was like a flaming ember between
her legs and her mouth was drooling for another taste of dog prick. She sure hoped
that no one came home and interrupted her before she got that delicious cock and
balls milked off and that succulent jism swallowed. She hoped that she had time for a
long, leisurely feast of meat, followed by the creamy dessert served out of his
scumbags. She was going to have time. Her husband was stealthily stalking the
elusive white stag, miles away in the forest and her teenaged son was busily
occupied in beating his meat down by the stream.
CHAPTER 4
Tommy had gotten turned on by, of all things, a catfish. The boy had been walking
along beside the slow running stream behind the cabin, bored and restless and
wishing he was back in town so he could call his girlfriend and, if he was lucky, get
her to give him a handjob. He and Vicky had been doing a lot of necking and petting
in the last few months and, although she wouldn't suck or fuck, the girl was usually
willing to jerk him off while he played with her tits. She seemed to enjoy pumping the
spunk out of his potent balls and often creamed her panties, without touching her
cunt, when she saw the jism spurt out of his cockhead. She always leaned right over
his lap while she frigged his meat, staring with great concentration at his cock and
balls. When he shot his fuckjuice, she didn't even mind if the steaming hot slime
splashed right in her face, either. But, unfortunately, she wouldn't take his cock into
her mouth. She wouldn't even give it a lick. And after she'd emptied his balls and
some of his jism was on her lips, instead of licking it up she always delicately
mopped the stuff away with her handkerchief. It was nice to get jacked off, of course,
but it was frustrating, too, to have his stiff cock so close to the girl's sweet mouth and
not have it tongued or sucked. Tommy had often put a hand behind her head and
pushed her face down onto his prick, but she always kept her lips closed and turned
her head so that instead of nudging her mouth his cock slid along her cheek.
Naturally, being unsucked, the horny teenager thought a great deal about blowjobs
and that was why the catfish turned him on. The fish had been drifting just below the
surface of the stream and its big oval mouth had been open and pulsing the way
catfish mouths tend to do. Watching that O- shaped slot pumping away, Tommy had
found that his cock was getting stiff and his balls were filling up very nicely. He
wondered what it would be like to get sucked off by a fish. It wasn't a very erotic
fantasy but still that pulsing mouth looked kind of inviting. Tommy opened his fly and
reached in to haul his cock and balls out. He had a big prick sprouting out above a
set of hairy, swollen scumbags. His cockhead was a dark purple slab, shaped like a
mushroom, and dark veins seamed the underside of his cockstalk, pulsing and
throbbing. Tommy gazed at his cock and tried to pretend that the prickhead was
clamped in his girlfriend's lips. His cock-knob flared and his pisshole parted. A few
drops of slime bubbled out, frothy and milky on the purple meat. Tommy felt his balls,
squeezing gently, then folded his hand around the root of his cock. He began to frig
himself up and down, slowly, his fist skimming over the thick shaft. When he pumped
back toward his balls, his cockhead flared out wide, throbbing. Jerking his own prick
didn't feel nearly as good as having Vicky jerk it for him, certainly, but it was better
than nothing. He tightened his grip, pumping faster. He pumped down and gasped
as he felt his scumbags explode. The thick sap shot up his stalk and came spurting
out of his cockhead in a creamy wad. The first burst arched out over the stream,
glinting like a silvery spaceship in the sunlight. The slimy nuggets hit the water and
the catfish greedily gobbled the stuff up. Tommy hoped it was a female catfish. He
shot a load straight up in the air, the cum rising higher than his head and hanging
suspended for a moment, then falling back to splatter at his feet as he stroked
another dose out of his cock and balls, frigging with vigor and gusto. He beat his
meat furiously, draining his balls to the dregs. Panting, legs trembling and shaking,
the boy slowed his strokes, then stopped. His big prick curled out of his fist in a
heavy loop, bowed but not gone limp. Tommy regarded it, wondering whether he
should whack off again. But the immediate pressure was off now, his balls were
depleted, and he knew that it would take longer to come a second time. The boy
decided to return to the cabin where, in the privacy of his own room, he could stretch
out on the bed and enjoy a long, leisurely hand-job in comfort. He tucked his semihard
prick back into his pants and zippered up his fly over the prominent bulge. He
headed back towards the cabin, thinking of blowjobs as he went. That was a
coincidence, because a blowjob was in process at that very moment, in the cabin.
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Catherine curled onto her flank, one knee raised up and her thighs parted. Her pussy
was flowing like a swampy river through her crotch, her clit standing out and
throbbing. She squirmed under the Alsatian. Rex stood with his long prick, his flanks
quivering, sensing that he was in for a treat as his mistress prepared to give her
hungry mouth a tasty doggy yummy. She folded her fist around the hairy root of his
prick, pulling back so that his angry red cockhead came flaring out from the sheath,
hot and slick and wet with her saliva. Catherine purred in happy expectation. She
pushed her tongue out and began to lap gently at the naked dogmeat. The musky
flavor tingled on her tastebuds, whetting her appetite. The doggy stared down at her
in canine wonderment. Being a dog, he didn't understand what a blowjob was. Even
French poodles didn't give head. But, although blowjobs were a mystery to him, the
Alsatian whimpered with the joy of having his cockhead licked. His scumbags began
to fill up with a renewed charge of cum. Catherine slid down, letting his hairy
prickstalk brush along her cheek, and began to lick and kiss the dog's balls. Then
she tongued back up his cock, lapping at the hairy sheath, loving the way the thick
vein pulsed on her tongue. She flutter- kissed the underside of his swollen red
cockhead, sliding her tongue around, savoring the taste of his prick and getting
hungrier by the second for his jism. Her saliva glistened on his cock-knob and matted
his hairy stalk. She tilted her head and pushed her nimble tongue right up into the
dog's open pisshole. Rex yelped and humped, heaving his cock into her face.
Catherine kissed the tip and flashed her tongue all over the swollen slab. A single
droplet of slime oozed from the cleft. The horny cum drinker moaned at the sight and
gathered the nugget of fuckjuice onto her tongue, savoring the taste and the texture
before swallowing. Her lips parted wider and she took the tip of his prick into her
mouth. Rex humped, fucking his cock deeper into her hot, wet maw. Catherine's lips
clamped around him, collaring his thick, hairy prick behind the knob and nursing
hungrily on that meaty mouthful. She held his cock by the root but didn't frig up and
down. She didn't want to jerk him off while she sucked him, knowing he would come
faster under the double caress and wanting to make this, her first dog suck, last as
long as possible. Rex humped again, fucking into her mouth just as if her mouth
were a cunt. Her blonde head tilted back as his doggy prick slid in, his cock filling her
willing mouth. His naked cockhead nudged into the entrance to her throat and his
hard, fat prickstalk wedged through her pursed lips. She knew she was liable to wind
up with hair stuck between her teeth, but that was a small price to pay for this
delicious feast. As Rex humped, his balls swung in and out like the clappers of a
fleshy bell. The swollen bags slapped against Catherine's chin as the brute fucked
deep into her mouth.
"Unghhhhh," she gagged, as the smoking hot wedge of his cockhead clogged her
gullet. She held him there for a moment, then slowly drew her lips back up his prick,
sucking ravenously through every precious inch. With only his cockhead in her
mouth, at the top of the stroke, she nursed, her lips unpeeling behind the slab and
her tongue sliding around against the underside.
"Ummmm," she purred, mouthing his cock with relish. Rex humped again. Catherine
tilted her head, taking his prick-knob into her cheek this time. She twisted her lips
around his cock winding her mouth onto his prick like a nut onto a bolt. She ducked
down, swallowing him balls deep, adoring this mouthful of doggy meat. She knew it
was naughty to suck a dog's cock, but that knowledge only made the act more
thrilling. She gurgled and purred, moaned and sighed, having gone suck-crazy on
that succulent gash. Rex fucked his cock into her mouth, heaving and panting,
fucking her in the head with urgent strokes. Her face was radiant with joy. His cock
pulled out, soaking with her slobber, then fucked back in, tilting her head back and
filling her mouth to the brim. She pulled her hand away from his cockroot and let him
plunge even deeper, taking all of his long cock back into her throat. He pulled back
out, and she mouthed his cockhead ravenously. Her lips pumped just like the catfish
that had inspired her son, although Catherine knew nothing about that, nor did she
know that Tommy was very shortly going to be a hell of a lot more inspired than any
fish could make him. Drawing her lips up to the tip of his slippery knob, Catherine
whispered,
"Come, Rex--squirt your yummy fuckjuice into my mouth, you big, horny doggy.
Ooooooh--I want to drink your sweet slime."
She was speaking for her own benefit, inspiring her desire by her wanton words. The
dog needed no such stimulation. Her magic mouth was doing the job on him. As the
dog fucked in, Catherine bobbed her head down to meet him and engulf him. As he
pulled back out, her lips were dragged almost inside out as she sucked with
enthusiasm. Her tongue flashed against his prickshaft and cock-knob. She gurgled
and gulped, licked, nibbled and sucked, gorging herself on that sweet cockmeat. She
was sucking so hard that she seemed to be trying to inhale the dog's prick right down
into her lungs. Rex humped away frantically, stepping the pace up as thrills built in
his loins. His tail swirled behind him like a propeller and his spine twisted into an S
shape as he jerked his cock deeply into the woman's voracious mouth. His pisshole
was weeping steadily now as the preliminary scum began to flow freely. Hot slime
seeped onto Catherine's flashing tongue and slid into her cheeks and moistened her
tonsils. She gulped a few tasty drops down her gullet, and more oozed from his slick
cock-knob. The dog's cum was more delicious now, sucked right out of his prick
head, than when she'd jerked him off into her mouth. The scum- drinking blonde was
going wild with the delight of swallowing. She gurgled on his fuckstick, slobbering
and whimpering. Her cheeks hollowed in as she sucked enthusiastically, then
expanded like a chipmunk with a pouch full of nuts as she blew her hot breath down
his stiff stalk. Rex yelped and whined as he poured the prick to her head with bestial
energy. His hairy cockshaft hissed into her wet mouth like a white-hot poker into a
blacksmith's tub.
"Come," she rasped, begging for his joy-juice, as his massive cock jerked out of her
mouth. Then she gulped as the big prick plunged into her throat again. Her head
bobbed up and down as she gorged herself on dogmeat. Her blue eyes were glazed
by passion, her face radiant with pleasure. Cum kept dribbling onto her tongue, and
Catherine kept milking merrily away, wanting more of the succulent slime, yearning
to swallow the full load out of the Alsatian's huge balls. Those cum-laden bags were
swinging in and out, bumping under her chin as the dog fed the full length of his prick
into her head. His cock was swelling up more with every stroke. The naked crown
was massive now, filling her mouth, expanded so wide that it was pushing into both
of her cheeks at the same time, as he fucked back to her gullet. Her lips were wide
open in an oval. When the dog pulled out, his flaring cockhead lodged fast behind
her teeth. Catherine didn't think that she would be able to spit that mouthful out now,
even if she wanted to--although that was the last thing she wanted. She knew that
she was going to have to empty the dog's cock and balls before she would be able to
disengage. Her lips dragged and pulled and her tongue slid around on the Alsatian's
smoking hot cockhead and shaggy prickshaft as the horny blonde gave skillful head
to the dumb brute. Lashings of jism ran around in her mouth. The dog's initial
seepage, even before he unloaded his wad, was as abundant as the average man's
ejaculation. Rex fucked the prick to her faster and harder, howling and yelping with
the rising thrills. Catherine slammed her head down to meet his desperate lunges,
letting him grind balls deep into her maw. She felt his prick give a tremendous jolt.
Suddenly her mouth was full of doggy cum. The beast's first spurt came so hot and
heavy that she didn't feel it squirt out of his prickknob. It was just suddenly there, a
great swamp tide of jism filling her mouth. Slime swirled in her cheeks. Her tongue
was floating in the thick stuff. Catherine swallowed, gulping that precious mouthful
down, making room for more--and Rex fed her more. A creamy river skimmed over
her flashing tongue. A juicy jolt hit her tonsils and another splashing against the
arched roof of her mouth. Catherine wailed and gurgled in exquisite delight, lost to
the ecstasy of drinking fuckjuice out of a horny dog's cock and balls. She sucked and
swallowed, swallowed and sucked. Rex pumped the hot, thick stuff into her slime
bucket of a mouth with savage jerks and bestial jolts. Catherine was gulping as fast
as she could, but the brute's massive load was too much for her to swallow it all.
Cum overflowed her lips and ran down from both corners of her mouth. His humping
became erratic as his scumbags drained. A last solid spurt burst straight down her
gullet. Her belly was full of his sweet slime and still she sucked for more. She nursed
on his cockhead, milking a few last trickles out. The dog's prick was beginning to
soften slightly, but was still a lovely mouthful and Catherine slurped happily away on
the fat, rubbery knob. Rex humped again, feeding semi- hard cock into her head.
Another hot trickle oozed from his pisshole. Catherine gulped it down hungrily. Then
the doggy stood still, his flanks heaving as he panted. The woman continued to
mouth his meat, nursing out every last drop of nourishing goodness. His cock rippled
and tensed, fucking in and out, as if unable to decide whether to soften and shrink or
to get rock hard all over again. Catherine kept licking and sucking up and down the
hairy cock from his prickknob to his balls. Those balls were collapsed and drained
now, but she lapped at them and felt them stir and start to expand again. The cumloving
woman was wondering if the doggy could come again and if she had time to
suck him off again? She drew her lips off his meat and gazed fondly at that mighty
slab and stalk that had provided her with such a feast She kissed the tip, then
sucked lovingly on the bloated cock-knob some more. His prick hardened and
surged in her lips. She guessed that Rex could come again. But, by this time,
Catherine was desperate to come again, herself. Her cunt was open and wet and
steaming. She cupped her hand over her pussy, rubbing and squeezing. It seemed a
shame to waste a cum on her own hand, when she had the dog's tongue available to
satisfy her carnal needs. She wondered if it would be physically possible to sixty-nine
with the dog. Her mouth and her cunt were both hot. She took his prick into her lips
again. Naturally with her cunt so hot, the horny woman wondered what that massive
hunk of dog cock would feel like plunging up her fuckhole. Ooooh--do I dare let him
fuck me? She wondered. Well, I already sucked him off--I guess that getting fucked
ain't no more naughty than taking it in the mouth, huh?
She told herself there was no real harm in it, as long as no one ever found out what
she had done. That was a big advantage in having a love affair with a dumb animal,
she thought--Rex was not about to kiss and tell!
Catherine smiled as she made up her mind to let the Alsatian throw a doggy fuck up
her cunt. His prick was still in her mouth and her sensual lips curled up around the
slimy cock-knob. She sucked some more, gently nursing his prick back to a full, ironhard
erection. She swallowed the last drops of jism lingering on her tongue. Then
she pulled her mouth away and watched the dog's potent prick buck and hammer
invitingly. Her cunthole steamed and flowed in anticipation of being stuffed full of that
load of meat. Rex gazed at Catherine's smiling, cum- drenched lips in doggy awe,
perhaps marveling, in his dim canine fashion, to have discovered that a human
mouth was interchangeable with a cunt. And vice versa, as he was soon to learn.
Catherine was all set for a nice, long, energetic fuck. But time was running out on
them now--young Tommy was bringing his hard-on home!
CHAPTER 5
Catherine eyed Rex speculatively, wondering about the logistics of fucking a dog.
She figured that they could fuck doggy style easily enough, but she was wondering if
they could make it face to face, as well? It would be fun to find out, she figured. And
she was going to have plenty of time and lots of occasions to experiment, as well,
because now that the horny blonde had made up her mind to do some dog fucking,
she knew damned well that once would not be enough. She intended to fuck and
suck with the big Alsatian with regularity. If her husband chose to leave her unfucked
while he went running around looking for a fucking stag, it would damned well serve
him right if his wife cheated on him with a dog! The naughtiness excited her. When
Carson got back to the cabin, she would give him a juicy French kiss--with the doggy
cum on her tongue! Maybe she would ask him to eat her out--with her cunt full of dog
slime!
But first she had to get that cuntful. Catherine decided that for her first-ever dog fuck,
it was only right that they do it doggy style. She gave Rex's cockhead a last lick, then
twisted away and positioned herself on all fours, her trim,