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Charlotte rolled over in the soft bed, luxuriating in the black satin sheets. She stretched with a gaping yawn and kicked the covers off her lithe naked body. She sat up, her face bright, relaxed, her eyes alert and full of life.
She stretched again, her tits rising, the nipples pointing toward the door. It had been three days since she had knocked on Felicia's front door, three days of discovering herself and her desires. At first, she had been over come with shock, then shock gave way to disbelief, and the night before disbelief had been displaced by her own passions.
Without the drug, she had become the temptress, flaunting herself at Felicia and her handsome brother, Craig. After dinner, she had ended up in bed with them both for one of the most fantastic fucks of her life. Except for the rare moments with George when she had let her hair down, this one had been the best. A new beginning.
A knock on the door brought her back to the present. "C'mon in," she purred contentedly. Since she had succumbed to her passion, the door was kept unlocked.
Felicia pushed open the door and came in. Khan was by her side, obedient and ever alert. "How do you feel this morning?"
A soft dreamy expression swept over Charlotte's beautiful face. She fell back on the bed and laughed. "Marvelous, Felicia. Absolutely marvelous!" She slapped the bed and smacked her lips at the jet-black Doberman. "C'mon, Khan, canon up here."
Felicia tapped the monstrous dog on the rump and he leaped up on the bed, wagging his stub of a tail and panting happily, his long tongue drooping out the side of his mouth.
Felicia watched with an interested eye and a twinge of satisfaction. Her judgment about the petite woman and her dormant passions had been right. It made her feel good.
"Ooooo, you handsome pooch," Charlotte purred. She hugged the large beast with the glossy black fur. "Today is going to be our day," she told him, squeezing him affectionately around his thick neck and rubbing her tits into his fur.
Felicia sat on the edge of the bed, her large tits jiggling under her flimsy black lace robe. She stroked Khan's rump, enjoying Charlotte's enthusiasm. "You ready to come down to breakfast?"
"I don't know," Charlotte said, feeling deliciously naughty, just like when she had played hooky from school. "Maybe I'll just lay around in bed all day and play with my pussy--or yours--or Khan's cock."
"Feeling pretty good, huh?"
"Better than good! Terrific! Last night was something out of a dream. All week has been like a dream." An exciting tremor swept through her as Khan licked her face and neck. Instinctively, she backed away as some of her old fears surged through her.
"You still have a few of your fears to iron out," Felicia laughed. She pulled the Doberman over to her by his studded collar. "I guess you'll still have them for a while."
"Not for long," Charlotte vowed. "Not after seeing all the things I've been missing and how repressed I've been. If George could see me now!"
She giggled devilishly, fondling herself freely, kneading the flesh of her tingling skin, no longer shy, no longer ashamed of the sexual feelings she had always denied herself.
"George would be proud. Speaking of George," Charlotte said abruptly, "how did you ever fix it so he wouldn't worry about me when I didn't show up at my sister's?"
"I was wondering when you'd get around to asking," Felicia said, a grin on her face, her blue eyes sparkling devilishly.
"I was going to ask you, but I've either been fucking or sleeping. And last night--the three of us, you and your brother and me--we sort of got carried away."
"You mean, you got carried away," Felicia corrected. "It made me feel good to see you act so naturally--and without the drug too." Felicia stroked the quiet dog's head, her long fingers touching his jowls.
Charlotte leered at the huge black-haired beast, her eyes bright, glistening with a desire to take the dog on her own. She blinked. "About George... I want to know how you managed it."
'fit was simple," Felicia paused. "George knows all about it." She let the statement hang.
Charlotte's face reddened with shock, then blazed with rage. "The rotten bastard!" she snarled maliciously, her jaw tight. "The dirty rotten fuckin' bastard!" She was breathing hard, anger welling up inside of her small, compact body.
Felicia stroked Charlotte's slender leg. "Think about it for a moment, Lotty. George did you a favor." Her hand skimmed up the small woman's thigh to her pussy mound and the thick foliage of dark-red curly cunt hair. She kept her hand there, cupping the furry mound. "He loves you."
"Then why this?" At that moment she hated him, hated her husband with all her heart.
Felicia's hand began to move almost imperceptibly on Charlotte's pussy, caressing the soft mound with her palm. "If you think about it, you'll know why. You've been married quite some time now and George has asked you to do many things, but you've constantly refused him. You wouldn't try anything different, or even give him the notion that you would consider it. Your sex-life has been very dull."
Charlotte was calming down and the words rang true, only too true. She blinked, a tear rolling down her flushed cheek, and she heaved a heavy sigh. She found herself nodding in agreement.
"He could have said, the hell with you, and had affairs or divorced you, but he loves you. He wanted you free from your hang-ups and the way you were raised by your parents so that you two could enjoy the rest of your lives together."
Charlotte felt foolish. Every word Felicia said was true. She had been, except for rare occasions, very selfish in bed, accepting, never giving--only receiving.
"How did he meet you?" Charlotte finally asked. She squirmed, Felicia's thumb going into her cunt.
"I've known George for a long time. Craig introduced us."
"Did you ever fuck George?"
"I made it with him and my brother. And a few times with George and a dog." She smiled at Charlotte. "George certainly got off when I made it with a dog."
Charlotte was amazed and needed to know more. "Was it before we were married?"
"Yes."
Charlotte felt a load being lifted off her shoulders. If he could be faithful while having all the exotic delights at his fingertips, then he must certainly love her.
"I met him again a few months ago," Felicia continued to explain, her thumb turning Charlotte's pussy into a pool of oozing cunt-cream. "We got to talking and the conversation got around to you, and I suggested this. At first, he was reluctant. Then I explained that if his feelings about your latent sexuality were true, he'd be doing you, as well as himself, a favor. He agreed and we set it up for this week." She slipped three fingers into Charlotte's pussy, feeling the heated wetness. "I hope you understand now."
"Unnnnn," Charlotte hummed, her hips wriggling. She pressed down against the woman's fingers in her cunt--her tantalizing fingers. "You won't say anything about me fucking your brother, will you?"
"It doesn't matter. George understands. He knew that once you were here, my brother and I would both enjoy you."
Charlotte gulped. "He did this all because he wanted me to make it with animals?"
"No," Felicia corrected. "He did it because he loves you and wanted you to enjoy sex the way it should be enjoyed, the way you always inwardly wanted to enjoy sex, but were too afraid to admit to yourself. You did nothing here that you didn't want to do--the drug only heightened those desires that were hiding in you. We only brought them out in the open for you and your husband to enjoy."
Charlotte's head was spinning, half from the torturous fingers in her cunt and half from the knowledge she just received. "Then I might as well learn everything there is about my own sexuality."
"I'm glad you feel that way. George knew that once your barrier was broken and you were home again, you would be a more loving wife and he, in turn, would be able to be a more loving husband. What happens to you in this house will be an experience the two of you can enjoy over and over again in the future. Most of your visit here has been filmed. The films are a present from me."
Felicia took off her robe. "How would you like to have a taste of Khan's prick before we go down to breakfast?"
Charlotte's head whirled. "Whewwwww," she sighed. "I... I..."
"Think of George and how much pleasure you'll be able to give him once you come to grips with yourself completely. You've already accepted sex with me and three-way sex without the drug. Why not climb over that last hurdle and make it with my handsome Khan?" She placed her juice-stained fingers at Charlotte's mouth. "Taste your own cunt-cream."
Greedily, Charlotte sucked the creamy foam off of Felicia's fingers, enjoying the taste of her own cunt. "I'm nervous," she admitted, "but I want to--not only for George--but for myself." She stared at the dog, seeking courage. She wanted Khan, the ache in her cunt told her that.
Felicia climbed to the head of the bed. Her massive tits bounced as she became comfortable, crossing her long sensuous legs and sitting like an erotic golden statue, her eyes glittering mysteriously. "I'll watch."
Charlotte cuddled up to the dog, rubbing her naked body against his fur. She shivered with a growing desire for him. The dog's fur felt warm against her flesh and she wrapped her arms around his thick neck, letting her fingers trail along his mouth and teeth.
"I'm creaming myself," she sighed aloud, his stubby tail hitting her clit as it wagged. "Even drugged all I ever did was play with him and let him eat me."
"It was all you needed to overcome the initial shock of having sex with animals. You watched me eat him. It's just like eating George."
"I never ate George that much," she confessed.
"I know," Felicia said, then winked. "You two are going to have a lot of catching up to do once you return home."
Charlotte giggled in nervousness. A growing passion soon replaced her uneasiness.
Khan whimpered, squirming on his side, waiting for Charlotte to do something. He lifted his head and licked her face.
Charlotte purred, accepting his affection as she climbed over the giant beast. The thick red hair on her head was tousled and her green eyes mirrored her enthusiasm and lustful desires. Her tits jiggled delicately as she plopped down next to Khan, one of his hind legs between her thighs.
"Gonna suck you, my handsome stud," she said as she licked her lips, stroking his cock sheath. "Gonna suck you off like your mistress does."
Khan slapped his tongue out and curled it into Charlotte's open mouth. He plunged into her throat, then out over her soft lips, trembling in anticipation of what was going to happen to him. He whimpered like a small pup, his hind leg getting juicy from Charlotte's seeping pussy.
Khan glanced over at his mistress at the head of the bed, his black eyes glassy. His tail wagged slightly, relaying to her that he was happy. Accidentally, his hind leg jabbed into Charlotte's clit.
"Ooooaahhh!" Charlotte cooed, humping the beast's leg. She reached down for his cock again, rubbing his balls urgently. "Ooooo, Khan, get nice and hard for me. Let me see how big I can get you." She devoted all her attention to the docile animal, exercising his devil-cock from its sheath.
She flicked out her tongue, swiping up the drool from Khan's rubbery tongue and slapping her tongue across his pointed fangs. A hot sizzling ripple raced up her spine. Her hand scratched him behind the ear while her other hand kneaded his cock out of the sheath, bringing it to life.
Khan was wriggling in bliss, the woman's hand making him crazy. He licked her face affectionately, soaking her in doggie spit. His tongue slapped across her eyes and mouth and he whimpered, jerking his head as Charlotte tried to grab his tongue with her mouth.
"Ohhh, Khan, you do make such a good lover."
Charlotte was swimming in a sea of passion, exotic passion, and she was thrilled. She gouged his large paw through the puffy lips of her scalding hot pussy, scratching her clit with his nails. She jerked in heavenly spasms, her head snapping, her eyes rolling.
Felicia anticipated the last few days with Charlotte and the things they would share with Khan. Her fingers played at her own cunt until her seeping cream coated them. She licked them clean, purring, her blue eyes glued to Charlotte and Khan.
Charlotte dragged the dog's paw through her moist pussy. A spasm rippled through her cunt and was followed by a rumbling tremor when his claw came in contact with her exposed purplish-red clit.
"Uhhhhh, doggie, nice!" She was in heaven.
Closing her thighs, she clamped the dog's leg against her cunt and clit and grabbed his thick sheath, finding his cock sticking out halfway. She stroked him with wild fanaticism, her small, delicate hand riding up and down the thick red glistening cockmeat. She was creaming all over his leg and getting his prick stiff and hard at the same time.
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