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WH-138 Strange Perversion by Peter Brewster 


CHAPTER ONE


Not hearing an answer to her knock on the Hartley's kitchen door, Bette 
Linder opened the door and stepped into the kitchen. She knew Cindy 
Hartley was home. She had seen her little convertible parked in the 
garage.

It was not uncommon for either of these two very good friends to walk 
into one another's homes. They had been neighbors for the past three 
years and all four of them got along beautifully.

Not finding Cindy in the kitchen, Bette went into the tastefully 
furnished living room but there was no sign of the pretty redhead. Just 
as she was about to leave, Bette heard Cindy's voice coming from the 
bedroom.

Probably talking to her husband, Greg, Bette smiled. Not that she 
blamed Cindy. Greg was quite a hunk of man. Handsome, wonderful 
physique and he was really hung with a terrific cock and balls. Several 
times at parties, she'd danced with Greg and during these closely held 
times, she had felt Greg get a semi-hardon.

When she had felt his even half-hard cock against her, she had almost 
flipped. He had a nice big thick one, she knew and would loved to have 
had the opportunity to see and feel it when it was hard, but she never 
had the chance to.

Bette had her hand on the bedroom doorknob and was just about to open 
the door when Cindy's thick, sobbing voice stopped her.

"Come here, Sultan. Come here, you lovely, big-cocked Doberman. Let 
Mommy feel that nice big, thick prick. Oooohh Sultan, you're really 
hard and so long. Hard and ready to give Mommy the sucking and fucking 
she wants. Aren't you Sultan?"

Bette's mouth dropped open in flabbergasted amazement. There was a look 
of misunderstanding horror in her eyes at the import of Cindy's lust-
filled cries.

Sultan was the name of the Hartley's big, black Doberman but surely 
Cindy could not be playing with the dog's cock. Yet, there was no 
denying the words that reached her ears a moment ago or that whining 
dog sound or the overpowering desire from the obviously highly aroused 
Cindy.

"Oh. Oh. Suck me Sultan. Oh God, lick my pussy. Oh that feels so 
wonderful. Lick my cunt with that big, rough tongue of yours. 
Aaaaggghh, suck my pussy. Eat me Sultan. Tongue my pussy good."

Impelled by an excitement and overwhelming curiosity, Bette slowly 
pushed open the door, her eyes glued to the widening crack. She felt 
her body invaded by a thousand electric shocks as she stared at the 
bizarre scene unfolding before her.

Cindy, bare-assed naked, was sprawled across the bed, her ass and hips 
resting right on the edge of the mattress. Standing between her damp 
thighs, his black, hairy head pressed against Cindy's wet, juicy, pink-
lipped cunt was Sultan, the Doberman.

"Good dog. Oh, you lovely animal." Bette heard Cindy gasp. "Now eat my 
cunt. Eat my pussy. Eat it good with that long, thick, rough tongue of 
yours. Yes, oh yes, all the way. Oh your tongue makes my cunt feel so 
fucking good. You adorable cunt lapping dog, you. It's wonderful. Won-
der-ful."

Bette, her cunt throbbing almost painfully, stared as the dog's long 
red tongue began to lap at an incredible speed at Cindy's twat. Cindy's 
legs lifted high, a cry of tormented delight coming from her as her 
body squirmed and writhed on the bed. Bette could see the dog's tongue 
penetrating inside those wet, creamy lubricated pink cunt lips.

Bette trembled wildly as she saw this fantastic sexual aberration 
taking place right in front of her. Yet, as the throbbing in her own 
snatch grew more intense, the juices dribbling down her thighs she 
couldn't help wishing it was her cunt the dog was eating.

Her entire body was on fire with aroused sensuality as Cindy's lustful 
cries of ecstatic delight reached her ears. Her skin itched, her pussy 
was on fire, her tits rising and falling heavily, the nipples stiff and 
aching.

Leaning her shaking body against the door, Bette, her eyes blazing with 
wanton passion, watched fascinated as the erotic happenings grew more 
and more sexually violent.

The Doberman was licking frantically at that pink-mouthed slit 
voraciously. From the way Cindy was reacting, her body jerking, her 
hips grinding and undulating, there was no doubt that the dog's tongue 
was rubbing against and across her clitoris.

Bette could see that long, red, rough tongue sliding back and forth 
over Cindy's ravished snatch, causing her own cunt to swell and throb 
with every sensation centered in that wet hungry slit.

She could hear the dog whimper and whine as he pressed that long 
pointed nose tighter against Cindy's cream covered cunt, his tongue 
licking and lapping faster and faster as the juices streamed out of it.

"Oh Sultan. Lick me. Lick me good," Bette heard her friend sob, her ass 
and cunt jerking voluptuously. "Oh your tongue feels so good on my 
cunt. Eat me and make me come all over your lovely mouth. Now, Baby. 
Now."

Bette was wild with a primitive passion she had never known before as 
she stared, unable to tear her eyes away from that scene of the pretty 
red headed Cindy, her face contorted on the bed as Sultan's fantastic 
cunt lapping brought her to a thunderous climax.

Moaning deeply in her throat, Bette cupped her swelling tits in her 
hands, her fingers sinking deep into the soft, yielding flesh, her 
fingertips pinching and squeezing the erect and tender nipples as the 
tumultuous excitement of her friend's debauchery enacted in front of 
her filled her body. The muscled walls of her inner cunt fluttered and 
rippled, clenching and relaxing with nerve tingling spasms.

Wide-eyed, she watched her pretty neighbor push the dog back. Bette 
could see every detail of Cindy's puffy lipped and soft folded snatch. 
The dog's tongue had matted the deep reddish hair flat and the deep 
crack between those wet cunt lips was fully exposed. The mouth was a 
deep pink now and covered with a shiny film of creamy white juices.

"Now Sultan," Bette heard her friend gasp. "Fuck me now. I want to feel 
that nice, rigid prick of yours in my hot cunt. Just a minute Darling 
Sultan and then you can fuck Momma."

Breathlessly Bette watched as Cindy slid off the bed and pulled a low, 
heavily cushioned vanity bench over to the side of the bed. When she 
had it placed the way she wanted it, she knelt beside the big brute of 
a dog who stood there patiently. It was evident from the way he stood 
there, that he had experienced this many times before.

Bette huddled against the wall, trying to hold back the sobs of 
unbridled lust that rose in her throat, wanting to see everything yet 
not wanting to be seen. Her pussy was tingling hotly, her tits aching 
fiercely, the nipples extremely tender as she watched Cindy slide her 
hand along the dog's hairy belly then down to caress that thick round, 
furry sheath that shielded his prick.

Pressing her hand against her furiously twitching twat, Bette jammed 
her fingers in hard against it. She shivered from the sharp sensations 
that filled her as her fingers rubbed against the soft rubbery lips of 
her pussy.

Her breath caught in her throat when she saw the dog's cock start to 
slide out of that dark, hairy covering. The head was sharply pointed 
and was a bright red color. Bette stared unbelievingly as more and more 
of that fantastic red cock protruded and came into Bette's view. It was 
covered with a thin film of slick slippery fluids that made it glisten 
and shine.

"There it is. There is your lovely thick red prick," she heard Cindy 
moan passionately as she continued to stroke that long steel hard cock. 
"There is that adorable prick that is going to fuck Momma and make me 
feel so good when it is in me. You are a lovely dog, Sultan and oh so 
good to Mommy. What a nice lovely big and thick cock you have to fuck 
me with, darling."

Trembling and shaking violently, Bette lifted her skirt and slipped one 
hand down inside her panties, onto her bare cunt. The furious sexual 
arousement of watching this almost unbelievable erotic action had her 
twat already soaking wet and slippery with the juices that kept leaking 
from between her cunt lips. The soft outer folds of her cunt quivered 
as her fingertips rubbed back and forth along them, opening to the 
gentle but insistent pressure of her fingers. Bette slid one finger 
into her cunt when she felt the lips part and groaned when she felt the 
cunt muscles contracting and expanding with fierce gripping actions as 
her lusts rose to a new height.

Leaning against the wall, feeling weak as the thrills ravaged her, 
Bette bit into her sensually full lower lips as she watched Cindy, who 
after a final caress of that cock that must measure at least seven 
inches, lay back on the vanity bench. Her long shapely legs hung off 
the side but her wet, gaping cunt was poised right at the very edge of 
it. She stretched her legs out then slowly parted them. They were now 
spread wide enough for the dog to move in between them.

Bette's thighs were slippery wet from the juices that dripped in a 
steady stream from her pulsating cunt. What she wouldn't have done or 
given for a nice fat hard cock to fuck her right now. Yes, even that 
long, bright red prick that extended up along the dog's hairy belly. 
Never had she felt so hot and excited as she did now. There was a 
burning demand and urgency in her cunt that needed to be assuaged by a 
prick, dog or man.

"Now Sultan. Fuck me. Fuck. Here is a nice hot pussy all ready for your 
lovely long hard prick. Up Sultan. Up and fuck. Fuck me. Oh you lovely 
dog get up on me. I want to feel your cock fucking my red hot juicy 
cunt."

Bette, panting heavily, was cast in a storm of fantastic sexual 
arousement as she heard Cindy's guttural cries and watched the big, 
sleek Doberman move in between Cindy's wide spread legs, that long, 
red, pointed prick jerking and quivering under his belly.

Bette's fingers worked feverishly on her cunt, her entire body filled 
with an obsessive longing. Her pussy, as her fingers caressed and moved 
in and out between the soft, yielding lips, grew wetter and wetter, the 
muscles in her thighs twitching uncontrollably with erratic spasms. She 
was filled with an overwhelming lust that threatened to destroy her 
completely if she did not find relief. Her body was a mass of 
excruciatingly alive flesh with all the sensations centered in her 
vibrating twat. She needed a cock. She wanted a cock to fuck her, to 
deliver her from this fierce and overpowering hunger that invaded her.

Cindy's sudden cry made Bette's eyes snap open. She stared 
unbelievingly when she saw Cindy move backward, the dog suddenly 
mounting her naked body. His front legs seemed to hook around her slim 
waist, pulling her down while his rump began to jerk back and forth 
frantically.

Through lust filled eyes, Bette saw Cindy's hand grab that wet, shiny 
red cock and press it down. A second later, a gurgling scream came from 
Cindy as that steel hard prick went driving deep into her juice 
dripping snatch.

"Ooooohhh you beautiful Sultan. Your cock is in me. I can feel it so 
deep inside me. Fuck me, you darling. Fuck me hard. I want to feel 
every inch of your cock in me. Oh. Oh. Lovely cock. Beautiful dog. You 
adorable fucker. Do it to me."

Bette was caught in a swirling maelstrom of unbridled lust as she 
watched the dog's dark sleek rump driving back and forth in an 
incredible fast, steady rhythm. She could see his long red prick with a 
peculiar bulge just behind the center of it sliding in and out between 
the pink-lipped cunt that welcomed each hard and deep thrust.

The dog whined and whimpered oddly as he fucked the twisting, writhing 
woman beneath him. His back arched, burying his prick deeper, his rump 
jamming even closer and tighter against Cindy's come-lathered twat.

It was the most unimaginable thing Bette had ever imagined. The 
furiously fast, deep fucking never slowed, never slackened. Instead, 
Sultan fucked his mistress at the same rapid pace, the head of his red 
prick appearing at the very mouth of her cunt then was pumped all the 
way back in. "Oh, if only a man could fuck like that," Bette thought as 
her finger delved deep inside her own quivering, contracting pussy, 
feeling the hot fluids dripping down on her hand. Her body shook with a 
shattering paroxysm as she rubbed the flat part of her finger back and 
forth across that sensitive bud of her clitoris.

"How long can he fuck her," she wondered. He must have had his cock in 
her cunt for at least five or ten minutes already but there was no sign 
of the dog's speedy in and out thrusts faltering or slowing down.

Bette could see the white juices leaking from Cindy's bruised, reddened 
pussy as they fucked, the liquids streaming down between the crack of 
her ass. The fluids splattered and splashed against Cindy's thighs as 
the dog's incredible fucking went on and on without the slightest sign 
of abatement. His cock was coated with Cindy's come as the tossing, 
sobbing woman came again and again.

"Don't ever stop fucking me," the pretty blond sobbed as she met the 
dog's deeply penetrating strokes with heaving, rolling responses of her 
hips, ass and cunt. "Oh I just love to be fucked this way. It is the 
best, the absolute best. Sultan, you long pricked darling, you are 
driving me mad."

Cindy's legs flopped as the dog, encouraged by his mistress's 
impassioned pleas, actually seemed to fuck her faster and faster.

Bette, watching all this, was going out of her own mind as she 
fingerfucked herself frantically. Her burning eyes were glued to the 
aberration taking place no more than a few feet from her, watching the 
way the big, sleek muscled Doberman clung to the bare assed woman 
beneath him, watching Cindy's legs bend and straighten convulsively, 
her head tossing from side to side, her eyes watching that long, 
sharply pointed red shiny prick appearing and disappearing in Cindy's 
red mouthed slippery snatch.

There was no doubt that Cindy was thrilling to this fantastic fuck. The 
wild sobs and cries of ecstatic delight that poured from her, the way 
her hips twisted and jerked as she fucked the dog, the fierce erotic 
contortions of her luscious naked body were all clear indications of 
the exquisite bliss she must be feeling.

"Aaagggghh, oh. Oh. I'm going to come all over that nice big dog cock. 
Keep fucking me. Keep fucking Momma. Don't you stop until I tell you 
to. Make me come. Oh. Oh. Make me come with your big prick."

Cindy's voice was thick and broken as it rose to a furious crescendo of 
lust. Her body stiffened then shook violently as she came. Bette could 
see her creamy white juices oozing out around Sultan's still pumping 
prick, down her thighs and the cheeks of her ass, forming a thick white 
puddle on the vanity bench. Even though she had come, the dog continued 
to fuck her with the same intense force and speed.

Unable to resist her own furious desires, Bette fucked her cunt with 
two fingers, jamming them in and out, unconsciously matching her 
thrusts to the tempo of the dog's fucking actions. She sank to her 
knees as furious spasms wracked her body from head to toe, her hot come 
flooding her violently contracting cunt, inundating her vigorously 
moving fingers as she sought to maintain that delightful peak of the 
most intense and thrilling pleasure. Holding her fingers as deep in her 
quivering cunt as she could get them, holding them there as if they 
were an imaginary cock that had caused her to experience this 
shattering orgasm, Bette collapsed against the door jamb.

When she lifted her head, she saw that the dog was sill fucking the 
moaning, gasping Cindy. Finally, his strokes became more erratic. Bette 
could not help but compare his actions to that of a man who was about 
to come. Cindy's harsh gasps let Bette know that Sultan was indeed 
coming.

"Oooohhh, you're pouring your hot dog load into me, you darling, I can 
feel it spurting into me, so far up inside me. Come in Momma, you big 
beautiful fucking animal."

Another fit of violent trembling and shivers shook Cindy's madly 
fucking body as she reached another explosive orgasm.

Bette, limp and weak from the intensity of her own coming, rested on 
her hands and knees. Through hard to focus eyes, she saw Sultan back 
off Cindy, his cock pulling out with a distinct pop. As it did, a 
stream of greyish white juices literally poured from between Cindy's 
bruised looking cunt lips. Sultan half sat and bending over, began to 
lick at his scarlet red prick which was slowly disappearing into that 
hairy sheath under his belly.

Slowly Bette managed to get to her feet. She could see Cindy stretched 
out limply on the bench, her tits rising and falling rapidly, her 
rounded stomach heaving as soft moans came from her opened mouth as she 
lay there in the aftermath of this fantastic fucking.

Leaning against the wall, Bette slowly slipped out of the kitchen and 
back to her own house. She made her way up to the bathroom and 
showered, cleaning away the sticky residue of her come juices.

After her shower, she lay bare-assed on the bed, reliving every moment 
of that utterly weird happening she had just witnessed. She couldn't 
quite understand it. It would be different if Cindy were alone and 
didn't have a man to fuck her and take care of her sex needs. But she 
was married. She did have Greg and Bette knew that Greg had a bigger 
prick than most men. Then why this bit with the dog?

Why this need and desire to be fucked by an animal? Oddly enough Bette 
did not find Cindy's actions deplorable or evil. She did not have a 
feeling of disgust for her neighbor because she was fucked by a dog. 
Rather it was wonderment as to why Cindy did let her dog fuck her. In a 
way, recalling the way Sultan had fucked, Bette could not really blame 
Cindy and could understand it.

How was she going to react when she and her husband Don went out with 
Cindy and Greg later tonight? Would she be able to repress her 
knowledge that she had seen Cindy being screwed by her dog? That 
bridge, she chuckled, she would cross later this evening.

Laying there naked, Bette felt her pussy begin to tingle as she vividly 
recalled that wild aberration. Closing her eyes, she could see that 
long, thin sharply pointed dog cock sliding in and out of that juicy 
pink cunt, see the juices flowing out of that lathered pussy and she 
commenced to tremble. Her torrid reverie began to react and the nipples 
atop her swollen tits began to harden.

A passionate woman, Bette found her cunt begin to throb rhythmically as 
she relived those fantastically exciting moments when she had seen 
Cindy revel in the unnatural fucking she had seemed to welcome so very 
much.

Moaning as her hips began to undulate sensually, Bette slid her hand 
down over her silky haired pussy. Soft sighs escaped her as her 
fingertip gently stroked and caressed her pink mouthed snatch. Her hips 
lifted as a tremor of excitement shook her, the touch of her fingers 
producing a flow of warm lubricating liquids. Her clitoris pulsated and 
hardened, standing out like a miniature hard on.

Her mind was awash with erotic fancies and she wished it had been her 
cunt that had been assaulted by the phenomenal cock that had impaled 
her neighbor on that seven inches of stiff prick. Her legs lifted and 
spread as she began to rub and stroke her elongated clitoris.

Suddenly she slid off the bed and hurried over to her dressing table. 
Picking up the long round handled hair brush, she almost raced back to 
the bed.

Stretching out on her back, Bette brought her knees up then pushed them 
wide apart. Holding the brush by the bristles she slowly inserted the 
thick round smooth plastic handle into her snatch. A moan of delight 
slipped from between her lips when she felt that thickness penetrate 
her slippery cunt.

Her hips bucked and humped as she began to work the brush in and out of 
her cunt, her mind alive with brilliantly remembered pictures of that 
big, black Doberman, the muscles rippling under his skin as that long 
bright red cock worked in and out of Cindy. The brush handle was coated 
with her wet, sticky, slippery cunt juices as she moved it in and out 
faster and faster. Raising her hand slightly, she cried out as the 
slick warm surface began to rub back and forth across her clitoris.

In her disordered, wildly erotic state of mind, Bette imagined that it 
was indeed Sultan's cock that was fucking her. Faster and faster her 
hand moved, the brush handle going deep into her come slick pussy. Her 
heart pounded and she felt her pussy begin to throb with furious 
intensity as she neared her orgasm.

Her back bowed as she fucked her cunt faster and faster. Then, as the 
tidal wave of overpowering sensations shook her, she screamed, "FUCK ME 
SULTAN! Shove your big red hard dog prick in my cunt and fuck me ... 
FUCK ME. FUCK ME!"

A second later, her cunt was ripped asunder as she experienced a 
tumultuous climax. Her body heaved under the tremendous impact as wild 
inarticulate sound ripped from her lips. Her cunt was a network of 
shrieking raw nerve endings as spasm after spasm of the most ecstatic 
bliss rocked her. With a long, tremulous sigh, she sank back on the 
bed, bathed in the luxurious sensations of her orgastic aftermath.


CHAPTER TWO 


That night, when she and her husband Don went next door, Bette found it 
almost impossible to believe that this lovely woman who was a perfect 
hostess, could have indulged in such an act of sheer animal wantonness 
only hours before.

She and Don had found Cindy and Greg to be perfect neighbors. The four 
of them had hit it off right from the beginning and had formed the 
habit of going out together on Saturday nights. Cindy and Greg were a 
bit earthier than she and Don but had never been offensive. The dirty 
jokes had been told in a dance with Greg and he had gotten a semi-hard 
on. Nothing more had developed but Bette kind of wished it had. She 
wouldn't have minded being fucked by that prick of his which seemed to 
be larger than Don's. She was kind of sure that Don would have jumped 
at the chance to bed the pretty and sexy Cindy. They had a drink and 
discussed the inevitable question of where to go.

"I heard of a pretty wild place," Greg said. "They put on some way-out 
sex shows and circuses. You know, women and women, men and men, women 
and animals and things like that. It is pretty raw I've heard but what 
the hell, it will be something different. What do you say?"

When Don looked at her, Bette nodded. She had found her interest fanned 
when Greg had mentioned animals. It was firmly and finally settled that 
they would go. Just as they were leaving, Sultan, the big Doberman 
Bette had seen fucking Cindy, came padding into the room. Her pulses 
quickened at the sight of that sleek black dog and the throbbing tingle 
began between her legs.

She watched as Cindy gently, almost lovingly, stroked the dog's head. 
His tail wagged and Bette would swear she saw an adoring look on his 
face as he looked up at his mistress.

"He is a beautiful dog," Bette said, moving over to put her hand on his 
smooth haired head. "They say Dobermans are extremely clever and can be 
trained to do almost anything."

Bette smiled to herself when she saw Cindy look up at her quickly, a 
wondering look in her eyes.

"I don't know about that," Greg chuckled, "but he is a helluva good 
watchdog. Even I get scared when I see those big white fangs. He really 
watches over Cindy though."

"He should," Bette smiled to herself, "if you fucked her the way he 
does, and could see that big red cock of his in action."

The four of them piled into Greg's car and an hour later they pulled up 
in front of a small weather-beaten house.

"Don't pay any attention to the outside," Greg reassured them. "It's 
what's inside that counts. From what this guy told me the place is 
furnished like a palace."

Greg was right. Once inside, they found themselves in a luxuriously 
furnished foyer. A man wearing a faultless dinner jacket led them to a 
small room that was dimly lit. There were two love seats facing a small 
stage that was about ten feet from the booth. The floor was thickly 
carpeted and the furnishings reflected obvious good taste.

A lovely girl wearing just the flimsiest apron, her big red-nippled 
tits swaying and bouncing delightfully, brought in two bottles of 
champagne and set one at each love seat along with two glasses. She 
announced that the show would begin in just ten minutes.

Greg poured them each a glassful of champagne and they stood there 
drinking it. Bette found herself getting a nice glow from the champagne 
and was oddly stimulated by the prospect of what they might be seeing.

The lights flickered twice and they imagined it was a signal that the 
show was about to start. Cindy suggested that since they were old 
friends it would be nice to switch partners and let Don sit with her 
while Greg sat with Bette.

"There's no fun," she chuckled, "in seeing a show like this with your 
own husband."

Bette looked at Don and was surprised in a way to see the look of 
eagerness on his face as he looked at the luscious Cindy. What the 
hell, she thought, what was sauce for the goose was pretty tasty. 
Besides the sudden memory of how Greg's half hard cock had felt more 
then appeased her feelings.

They had just taken their seats when the lights went out, all but the 
lights on the stage.

Bette felt Greg's arm slide around her shoulder, his hand resting just 
above the upper swell of her tit. Her heart beat faster when she felt 
his leg rub against hers and then remain knee to knee. The wine 
pervaded her with a warm, pleasant glow and she nestled against the 
handsome Greg.

In the center of the stage there was a long, low and wide couch covered 
with a deep red satin sheet. A beautiful dark haired girl wearing a 
sheer filmy negligee came out to stand beside the couch. Smiling, she 
faced the audience and then slowly let the negligee slip off her body 
and to the floor.

"Boy, what a pair of tits she has," Greg muttered in her ear. Bette 
smiled at his expression but he was right. The girl did have a 
beautiful pair of tits. They were full, rounded and firm, twin 
mountains of creamy white flesh topped with broad deep red aureoles and 
the nipples were thick and fully a half inch long. Her body was 
voluptuously shaped with smoothly rounded hips, long slim legs and a 
thick luxuriant growth of hair around her cunt. Her ass was firm and 
provocatively rounded, forming a completely enticing picture of sheer 
sensuality.

Picking up a magazine, the girl stretched out on the bed and began 
reading it. As she read, the girl let one hand slide slowly and 
teasingly across those full tits, rubbing and stroking them until the 
nipples looked like twin spires of deep red. Her hand moved down over 
her body, to her smooth fleshed thighs and then lightly across that 
furry snatch.

Bette could see the thick dark nipples of the girl's tits grow even 
longer and thicker as the girl's hand lifted to gently caress those 
hillocks of tempting whiteness once more. Her long, red tipped fingers 
lifted those swollen white orbs, then dropped them. As they came to a 
quivering halt, her fingertips teased the nipples into even greater 
erectness. Her long legs slowly spread and from where they were 
sitting, all four could look right up and into the girl's pink-lipped, 
hair-lined pussy.

"And that's not bad either," she heard herself whisper to Greg who 
chuckled. Bette could feel herself getting hot as she watched the girl 
on the bed. I'm becoming a regular voyeur, she thought. First Cindy and 
now this girl.

The fact that the man beside her whose knee was gently rubbing against 
hers was not her husband, that they were watching a beautiful naked 
girl playing with herself added to her rising delight of lustful 
excitement. The exciting display of the girl's naked cunt, combined 
with the champagne and Greg's nearness was beginning to get to her.

Greg's knee moved in soft little circles against hers and she felt her 
breath catch in her throat when his hand slid down a bit more, the 
fingertips resting on the swelling curves of her tit and pressing in 
against the soft flesh gently.

"Look at her now," Greg breathed in her ear, "she must be reading a 
real hot book."

The girl, her cunt aimed directly at them, was writhing sexily on the 
bed. Her ass rose and fell in slow undulating motions of pagan passion. 
Bette could feel her own pussy throb and unconsciously her own hips 
began to move as the warm trickle of fluids seeped from between the 
twitching lips of her cunt.

Looking over, she saw that Don's hand was down inside the gaping front 
of Cindy's dress and she could see his fingers moving as he kneaded 
those big rounded globes. His other hand was sliding back and forth 
along Cindy's bare thigh, her dress pushed halfway up to her waist. 
Raising her eyes, she looked at Cindy. The pretty blonde had a look of 
sensual excitement similar to the expression Bette had seen on her face 
earlier that day when she was about to get fucked by her dog Sultan.

"They really seem to be having a ball," she heard Greg whisper in her 
ear as his hand moved down until it was cupped directly over her one 
swollen mound. Bette tensed then relaxed, enjoying the feel of a 
strange man's hand on her body, his strong fingers gently fondling the 
soft, yielding flesh. The tingling in her cunt grew stronger as Greg 
found and pulled on the tender, erect nipple.

Turning, she looking back at the stage. On the bed, the girl was 
caressing herself all over, her voluptuous body writhing and tossing 
lasciviously as her fingers stroked up and down along the soft flesh of 
her puff-mouthed cunt. They could see the girl's finger rubbing against 
the pink folds and heard her harsh irregular breathing as she slid one 
finger in and out of that now hot, moist slit. Her legs lifted straight 
up in the air then slowly spread wide apart.

Bette gasped when the wet mouth of the girl's cunt was pulled apart to 
reveal the pink glistening flesh between her legs. Breathing hard, 
Bette stared as the girl reached down to those hair covered pink folds 
and slowly pull them apart until the shiny pink interior of her cunt 
was completely revealed. There was a trickle of white juices running 
from that pink-mouthed orifice that pulsed hungrily. They could see the 
inner muscles of her cunt contracting rhythmically and realized that 
the girl was doing it deliberately.

Holding her cunt lips apart with one hand, the girl slid a finger of 
her other hand deep into the yawning pussy to rub and caress her 
elongated and thick clitoris.

Bette felt Greg's fingers dig into the soft flesh of her tit as the 
sensuous actions of the sexy female on the bed got to both of them. The 
sight of those long red enameled fingers rubbing back and forth across 
that rosebud of sensitivity, sliding in and out of her wet, slippery 
snatch, sliding up and down along the smooth flesh of her cunt, had 
Bette panting with desire.

Her cunt was sopping wet now as breathlessly, she watched the girl 
fingerfuck herself, her ass rising and falling in cadence with the in 
and out motions of her finger slipping between those soft, shiny wet 
flaccid lips. A gasp came from Bette when she saw the girl add a second 
finger, then a third to the one that was working in and out of her 
twat, pushing the three of them deep inside that enveloping cunt, 
creating a wet sucking sound each time she pulled her fingers out.

Bette was on fire with lustful anticipation and the heat of her own 
lusts as she stared wide-eyed at the girl on the bed squirming and 
contorting frantically with uncontrollable passion as she drove those 
three fingers in and out of her cunt faster, her fingers disappearing 
to the knuckles in that wet hungry cunt.

The sounds, the very wet suctioning exciting sounds as the girl's 
fingers fairly flew back and forth in her pussy, had Bette almost out 
of her mind with primitive desire. Her head swam as she saw the girl 
fuck herself to a climax, her hand beating a savage erotic tattoo 
against the wet, juicy, lathered slit, her cries of exquisite rapture 
filling the room.

Suddenly, from the side of the stage, a huge German Shepherd walked 
across the stage to sit beside the couch. It was a long moment before 
the girl looked over and saw him. When she did, the rapid in and out 
motions of her hand slowed then stopped completely. A smile of eager 
sensual anticipation flitted across her lust contorted features as she 
looked down at the huge animal.

The girl's hand pulled away from her well lubricated snatch and rose to 
her mouth. She smelled her fingers that were coated with her come 
juices, licked at them for a moment then held her hand out toward the 
dog, calling to him to come to her.

Wriggling down on the couch, the girl moved forward until her ass and 
cunt were right at the edge of the couch, her feet on the floor. She 
drew her knees up so that the soles of her feet rested on the edge of 
the couch, then pushed them wide open.

Bette sucked in her breath, hardly able to breath when she saw the lips 
of the girl's cunt spread wide, the creamy white fluids leaking down 
the cheeks of her ass.

Fascinated, her body trembling, Bette shivered with wildly exciting 
shivers of wanton lust. The thought that this huge dog was going to 
suck and fuck this voluptuous female thrilled her as much as when she 
had seen Cindy getting fucked this afternoon. The tingling in her cunt 
turned into a raging inferno of desire, a consuming, raging holocaust 
of lust.

The warmth increased when she felt Greg's hand slip inside her dress, 
under her bra and onto her bare, stiff-nippled tit. She felt the mound 
swell, the nipple stiffen even more under his gentle but skillful 
caresses. Her breathing came heavier, burning in her throat, her body 
writhing as Greg's hand rested on her thigh.

The soft, hot, wet lips of her cunt contracted, then opened as if 
reaching for Greg's hand. A tingling shock almost like an electric 
shock ripped through her when she felt Greg move his hand up slowly, 
turning it and cupping his broad, strong fingers over her cunt. Her 
hips arched at the strong contact and her head fell back as Greg's 
fingers curled inward, pressing gently but firmly against the softness 
of her outer cunt. Her head rolled then froze at the sight that greeted 
her eyes on the other love seat.

Don's stiff, red-knobbed cock rose up out of his gaping fly and Cindy's 
hand was holding it as she stroked her fist up and down along the thick 
rigid shaft. The sight of her husband's cock being caressed by another 
woman strangely excited her tremendously. There was no anger, no 
jealousy, no fear of any kind. Only an overwhelming desire that was 
like a powerful drug as she watched the red tip of her husband's cock 
appear and disappear in the circle of Cindy's clutching fist.

Hearing a growling bark from the stage, Bette turned her attention back 
to the stage once more. She gasped at what she saw.

The dog had his long snout buried between the girl's come-wet thighs, 
rubbing against the damp matted hair that surrounded the girl's pussy. 
Bette saw the girl tremble fiercely, her fingers moving in the 
bedclothes, her body tensing as the dog's long, broad rough tongue 
licked out at the girl's twat.

Deep harsh cries came from the wriggling girl as the dog's tongue 
lapped from the crack of her ass all the way up over the entire length 
of her pink lipped snatch. Flinging her legs high, the girl thrust her 
juicy twat against the dog's snout. He began to lap at her pussy 
greedily, faster and faster. Encouraged by the girl's moaning sobs and 
the almost constant flow of her cunt fluids, the dog's big, flat tongue 
flicked relentlessly at the girl's cunt lips and inside as well.

Caught up in the throes of highly aroused primitive passion the girl 
reached down and pulled the lips of her cunt wide open. A gurgling 
scream of sheer pleasure ripped from her as the dog pressed further 
forward, his tongue almost a pink blur as he lapped frantically at the 
glistening in her cunt with that long tongue, raking it across her 
long, thick clitoris.

Her hips and ass twisted and jerked as she responded to the incredible 
cunt lapping being lavished on her by the dog. Her body jerked with 
repeated spasms, low sobs of frenetic ecstasy pouring from her 
constricted throat as the great dog brought her to one orgasm after 
another. Bette, her body consumed with burning lust, wallowed in the 
unabashed, debauchery that filled the small theatre. Her cunt and body 
hungered for a tongue, animal or human, to be lapping at her twat, 
probing inside, sucking and biting on her excruciatingly sensitive 
clitoris. She was filled with a hot excitement, a sensual lust far 
greater than anything she had ever felt before.

The moans of ecstatic bliss coming from the stage fascinated her as she 
watched the girl, her hips and ass rolling, jerking and humping 
furiously. Her legs rose high as her fingers once more pulled her cunt 
mouth wide open, sobbing furiously as that long, broad tongue darted 
and plunged deep into that gaping slit.

Bette, her heart pounding madly, her breath burning in her throat saw 
the dog's rump begin to jerk back and forth as his tongue ravished her 
soaking wet come filled pussy. The girl, her body contorting 
frantically screamed hoarsely, her hips wriggling harder as she shoved 
her cunt tighter against the dog's nozzle, forcing his tongue deeper 
into her. Her harsh, animal like cries gradually became clear to Bette 
and the others. She was calling for the dog to suck and tongue her cunt 
faster, to ram his tongue in deeper, to lap at her pussy and make her 
come.

With a shock, Bette recalled the similarity of this girl's wild, 
impassioned pleas to those she had heard coming from Cindy this 
afternoon. Turning her head, she looked across to where her husband and 
neighbor sat.

A gasp broke from her when she saw Cindy sprawled out on the love seat, 
her legs stretched out wide, her dress up around her waist. Don's hand 
was under her panties and from the action Bette could see, she knew he 
had his finger buried deep in Cindy's twat, fucking her with it.

The blonde's hand was clasped tightly around Don's prick, moving up and 
down that rampant rod, her lust blazing eyes fastened on the bizarre 
scene unfolding on the stage in front of them.

Down on the stage, the girl, now totally in the grip of uncontrollable 
animal passions, raised her ass higher on the couch. Bette could see 
the dog's tongue lick along the deep crack between the plump cheeks of 
the girl's ass. Sobbing, the girl reached up under her. Her fingers dug 
into the resilient flesh of her ass and pulled them wide apart. A cry 
of painful pleasure rose in the air as the dog's tongue darted at and 
around then in and out of that brownish pink puckered opening.

Sliding her fingertips further down, the girl pulled the narrow opening 
of her asshole wide open. The dog, sensing his advantage, pressed 
further forward, his snout pressing harder up against her ass, his 
tongue forcing itself into that narrow channel. The girl seemed to go 
wild. Her body twisted and jerked almost uncontrollably as that thick, 
broad tongue jammed itself further up into her ass itself.

A low bubbling moan rose in Bette's throat when she saw the dog's 
tongue, working in and out of the girl's undulating ass. Her senses 
were further excited when she saw the dog's bright red, sharply pointed 
cock sliding out of the hairy sheath under his belly. It was long, 
longer than Sultan's and thicker too, almost seven or eight inches long 
with that thrillingly tapered knob. It was coated with a sheen of 
creamy white liquid that made the length of his prick glisten 
erotically.

Then the girl, in her avid, mad tossing saw it. Her body stilled as she 
stared hungrily at that gigantic prick and the thick juices that 
dripped from the head of it. Sitting up, she reached down and grabbed 
that slimy wet cock, her fingers caressing it hard and fast and 
skillfully.

Bette, her senses swimming in abandonment pushed Greg's hand off of her 
cunt. She pulled her skirt up frantically baring her sleek wet thighs 
then taking his hand, jammed it hard against her hot throbbing snatch. 
Her body was on fire as the walls of her cunt expanded to take Greg's 
deeply probing finger as it moved in and out of her hot, burning pussy. 
A trickle of hot, slimy, sticky juices kept dripping from that excited 
twitching teat.

The lips of her cunt clung to his finger, the heat of her body 
threatening to devour her. She slid downward in the seat, spreading her 
legs wider, giving him more room to caress and fondle her throbbing 
cunt.

Hearing deep, sobbing cries coming from the stage, Bette opened her 
eyes to see the girl kneel under the dog and begin to suck on that 
immense red prick. The girl sucked his cock avidly for a minute or two 
then with a loud scream of abandoned lust, scrambled up onto the couch 
pulled the dog up with her and turned to rest on her hands and knees, 
her provocative ass and pink lipped twat thrust back toward the 
drooling animal.

The girl was pure animal herself now as she faced away from the 
audience, her slimy come dripping, pink cunt mouth facing the excited, 
hard breathing audience. Bette could see those soft, rubbery folds open 
and close spasmodically as the girl called to the dog, begging him to 
mount her and to fuck her. The dog came up behind the girl, then 
bounded up. His hairy front legs twisting and tightening around the 
girl's slim, pliant middle, his rump was already in action as he sought 
to drive his long, thick cock into the girl's slippery cunt.

Bette's breath caught in her throat and her emotions were so strong she 
thought she was going to faint when she saw the dog's tremendous cock 
find and sink deep into that lathered pussy with one fierce lunge. Her 
hands clutched at Greg's hand on her pussy at the sight of that 
incredibly thick bright red prick disappearing all the way into the 
girl with one thrust. The girl moaned and sobbed feverishly, her head 
rolling from side to side as the dog began to fuck her with quick 
strong in and out strokes of that great prick.

Bette writhed and twisted on the couch, her cunt shoving down hard 
against Greg's caressing fingers. Watching the dog's prick, she could 
almost feel that long, thick red shaft driving itself deep into her own 
twat, feel her cunt being spread wide apart by that thickness of 
pleasure giving cock.

Her forehead was beaded with perspiration and she could feel the warm 
sweat break out all over her body as the juices poured from her snatch 
inundating Greg's hand. She knew that one day she was going to have to 
be sucked and fucked by a dog, any dog. The unbelievable lust that she 
felt she knew could only be satisfied by the iron hard prick of a dog.

Her eyes were fastened on the dog whose furry body covered the shaking 
girl fucking her in grotesque jerking motions that were characteristic 
of canine fucking. The girl's ass jerked and twisted as if trying to 
get that bestial prick in even deeper, her back and ass shoving back to 
meet his powerful thrusts. His bright, shiny cock drove in and out, 
back and forth, going deep in her cunt and at an unbelievably fast 
tempo. Bette had seen the same frenetic action when Sultan had fucked 
Cindy earlier that day.

The white fluids poured from the prick-ravaged lips of the girl's cunt 
to be splashed and splattered against the girl's belly and thighs and 
ass. It wasn't possible, Bette thought as she stared at the 
increasingly rapid fucking motions of the dog.

Her attention was diverted by the wet slurping sounds from the other 
love seat. Sounds that only indicated that someone was either having 
her cunt eaten or someone's cock was being treated to a delightful blow 
job.

Cindy was bent over Don's lap, sucking his hard erect prick with 
delighted relish. She seemed like a starving female who had not had a 
cock in ages as her wet, hot mouth slid up and down that long, red 
tipped pole. As Bette watched enviously, Cindy lifted her mouth and her 
tongue licked out, lapping voraciously at the full, saliva wet length 
of Bette's husband's prick. Her mouth surrounded that great knob once 
more, her lips sliding up and down frantically, hungrily, greedily.

Don's hand was moving back and forth across Cindy's naked cunt, his 
fingers digging deep between the come covered folds of that pink mouth 
of Cindy's delightful snatch, the creamy juices dripping from that 
palpitating twat and down her thighs.

Turning, she reached for Greg's prick. Her fingers encircled that thick 
shaft and she gasped when she found she could not get her fingers 
around it, that its great size did not permit her hand to completely 
encompass his cock.

"Greg, Greg," she moaned lustfully. "What a beautiful cock. It's so 
big. So big and so hard and so eager."

"The better to fuck you with" he replied panting as Bette's knowing 
fingers created even more intense feeling inside him.

Breathing heavily as her hand stroked every inch of that great prick, 
Bette could feel the veins thicken as they pulsated fiercely, the 
smooth skin of the shaft of his cock stretching tighter as his cock 
grew even more, and she wanted more than anything to feel it buried to 
the balls in her.

The feeling of Greg's expert fingers caressing the lips and inner 
surfaces of her pussy, his fingertip rolling her tender nerve throbbing 
clitoris, the feeling of that unbelievable cock that was filling her 
hand, had Bette unaware of everything but the indescribable feelings of 
sensuality and sexuality that filled her. Her body was charged with 
passion that would not be denied.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Cindy's head sink down over the 
entire length of Don's prick, something that Bette had never been able 
to do. She saw Cindy's cheeks puff out as if she had a balloon in her 
mouth as she took that swollen shaft deep into her mouth, her full lips 
opened wide to accommodate that thick hard on.

"Slide over onto my lap," Greg whispered hoarsely to Bette. "That way I 
can fuck you while you watch the girl getting fucked on stage."

With a happy, gleeful cry, Bette rose and slid across onto Greg's lap, 
her legs straddling his. Reaching down, she held that immense prick 
steady as she slowly lowered her come lubricated cunt down over his 
cock.

A moan of agonizing delight came from her when she felt her cunt lips 
being spread wide by that huge blunt, flanged knob of Greg's prick. Her 
hips paused, then with a wild cry of unleashed passion, Bette dropped 
her cunt down hard, impaling herself on that thrilling spike. Her cunt 
was stretched wide, wider than ever as that massive shaft filled her 
cunt. Her hips twisted and ground against Greg's balls and thighs as 
she sought to get every last bit of his prick into her. The feeling of 
that hot throbbing shaft inside her sent shivers of ecstatic delight 
through her trembling body.

"Watch the show," she heard Greg gasp as he screwed his cock further up 
into her clinging, tingling cunt. "Watch the fucking on stage and I'll 
take care of this hot cunt of yours right here." Turning her attention 
back to the breath taking spectacle on the stage, Bette watched through 
lust blurred eyes as the dog continued to fuck the girl at the same 
rapid pace, his long wet bright red cock driving in and out like a 
piston, the muscles of his rump rippling under the hairy fur and back 
as he fucked and fucked in a way that had Bette wild just watching it. 
Her eyes moved from that lathered pussy to the girl who was wriggling 
and squirming madly, shoving her ass back with hard, driving movements 
to meet those incessantly rapid motions.

Bette could look right up between the girl's legs as well as those of 
the dog's and her own lusts soared at the sight of the girl's pink 
lipped flesh that glistened between the widely spread cunt lips that 
were coated with beads of glistening white fluid. The sight of that big 
bright red prick shiny with the girl's come, driven relentlessly and 
powerfully in and out between those slick lips filled Bette with the 
desire to be treated the same way by an equally as powerful dog cock.

Her ass and cunt began to bob up and down on that stiff prick that was 
rammed deep in her twat. Every time her hips came down, the head of 
that beautiful cock went tearing up into her womb. The sticky juices 
literally flowed from her spasmodically contracting cunt, bathing his 
cock and balls with the warm wet juices. Unable to control her driving 
animal lusts, Bette matched the rising and falling of her cunt over 
that rigid axis with the fierce rapid strokes of the dog's prick in the 
girl's cunt.

Soft breaking sobs of intense rapture slipped from Bette's opened mouth 
when she felt Greg's hips begin to meet her hard downward thrusts. His 
cock jammed in even deeper and faster, opening the yielding soft walls 
of her twat, spreading them to take that huge rod, her hips slamming 
down hard as she matched the furious rhythm the dog set on the stage.

A wild piercing scream hung in the air as the girl on the stage bucked 
and jerked, her back arching, her come lathered cunt shoving back, her 
ass twisting frantically as she began to come. The girl went wild, her 
ass jerking up and down, back and forth, in tight little circles 
against the pounding hairy belly of the German shepherd. Her body drove 
hard back against the dog as she was pierced deeply by the driving 
sword of the dog's prick. Bette could see the come being splashed as it 
poured from the convulsing pussy. It oozed out around the dog's still 
reaming prick, running down the girl's thighs, the smooth white flesh 
shining in the bright lights, the thick white fluids covering her legs.

Bette cried out, her body stiffening and jerking with hard quaking 
spasms as her own orgasm began to build up inside her. Gripping her 
swollen, hard nippled tits, she lost complete control over her emotions 
as she rose and fell, impaling herself frenetically on that immense 
prick that was buried to the hilt in her, that filled her cunt and 
herself with terrific sensations heretofore unknown to her. Never in 
her life had she ever been this sexually excited. The sweat poured off 
of her body as her coming came nearer and nearer. It felt as if she 
were undergoing the severest of tortures as the needle sharp exquisite 
sensations built up.

Suddenly the muscles in her thighs, stomach and cunt stiffened and 
aching with a pain that was agonizing yet at the same time the most 
pleasurable she had known in a long time. Her body jerked as if with 
the ague as her emotions were driving to the very edge of her coming. 
Then it burst inside her like a bomb going off in her cunt.

The sharp, pounding, driving sensations ripped through her, bringing a 
long wailing scream as she came. The totality of it, the almost 
paralyzing pleasure as her entire body was split and wracked with spasm 
after spasm of incredible shocking pleasure that forced her to drive 
her pulsating pussy down over that thick cock, wanting to feel it 
buried as far up into her as she could get it. She felt her filled twat 
throb with a fierce rhythm as she came, her hot thin liquids flowing 
out of her snatch and down along Greg's rigid pole that was jammed deep 
in her cunt.

A moment later, a new and equally as powerful sensation gripped her 
when she felt Greg driving his swelling, hardening prick even further 
up into her. He held that massive tapered knob almost in her womb when 
Bette screamed when she felt his cock jerk furiously as a thick stream 
of hot, thick cream shot from his pulsating cock sending a torrent into 
her cunt.

His hands hurt as they dug into her hips, holding her down on him as 
his body was shaken by furious spasm after spasm, his cock leaping 
inside her as spurt after spurt of boiling hot come was ejected into 
her clinging, tightening pussy. Bette's cunt muscles clasped and 
squeezed and rolled around that throbbing shaft, milking it with 
skillful experienced sucking motions.

Her cunt overflowed with his tremendous load that dripped steadily from 
between the bruised, reddened mouth of her snatch. Sagging back against 
Greg, Bette looked through dimmed eyes at the stage.

The girl now lay on her back, her arms and legs hanging limply as the 
dog jerked his long, still iron hard cock out of the girl's battered 
pussy. The greyish white juices poured out from between those puffy 
lips of the girl's twat, forming a thick pool of come under her still 
quivering ass.

The dog reclining on his haunches twisted around and his long tongue 
licked at his come covered cock and Bette wished it were her tongue 
that was doing it instead of the dog's. A feeling of disappointment ran 
through her when she saw that red cock slowly pulling back into the 
hairy sheath.

Watching that sharply pointed, red cock flecked with spots of white 
come on it, Bette knew that one day and soon, she was going to be 
fucked by a dog and know all of the sensations Cindy and the recumbent 
girl on the couch had felt. There was an overpowering sexual urge in 
her cunt to experience that wild, unbelievable fuckings she had twice 
witnessed today. She knew that this urge could only be satisfied by the 
feeling of a dog's cock fucking her as Cindy had been fucked and 
sucked.

After they dressed and left the theatre, the four were quiet as they 
drove home. It wasn't until they were nearly home that the subject of 
what they had seen and done came up. There was a momentary 
embarrassment then all four broke out laughing.

"I hope Bette," Cindy said smiling at her neighbor, "that you didn't 
mind what Don and I did. It was just that I got so excited watching the 
girl get fu ... oops."

"That's all right Cindy," Bette chuckled. "I've heard the word before. 
No, I didn't mind your getting fucked by Don. Besides how could I get 
angry at you. Don't forget I had Greg's cock in me at the same time."

"Thank you dear," the voluptuous Cindy said then looked at the two men. 
"And just how do you two feel? Are you ready to fight one another or 
divorce us?"

"Hell no," Don chortled. "I'm ready for more."

"And you Greg," Bette asked as she dropped her hand on Greg's cock. 
"Are you upset because Don fucked Cindy and she went down on him?"

"Don't be silly" Greg answered his hand covering Bette's and rubbing it 
hard against his prick. "I enjoyed every minute of it and am looking 
for more just as Don is."

"Would you be willing to do it again, Don?" Cindy asked her eyes bright 
with desire as she looked at Bette's husband.

"If Bette wants to."

"I want to," Bette said quickly. "The idea, if you will excuse my 
talking frankly, of being fucked by a different cock really turns me 
on."

"In that case, how about the four of us coming to our place. We can 
screw more comfortably and enjoyably."

Dawn was just beginning to break when Bette and Don wearily made their 
way back to their own house. It had been an utterly fabulous night. 
Bette had been fucked and eaten until she was exhausted and had gone 
down on Greg reveling in the lusty excitement of feeling his cock come 
in her mouth.

Yet despite her intense enjoyment of being fucked and sucked, Bette had 
not lost her compulsion about being fucked by a dog. She just had to 
have one to satisfy this craving she felt.


CHAPTER THREE 


For the next few days, Bette lived in an almost constant state of 
frustration. She could not rid her mind of the picture of that huge 
German Shepherd with his long, thick red cock as he had fucked the 
girl. Nor could she forget the feel of Greg's big hard on when he had 
fucked her or later when she had gone down on him and he had come in 
her mouth.

Bette's biggest hang-up however, was occasionally seeing Cindy's dog 
Sultan running around. Having witnessed him sucking and fucking her 
neighbor, Bette would feel her cunt tingle whenever she saw his sleek, 
black body.

The hot feelings she would feel mounting in her throbbing twat would 
get her so hot that she knew that one day in the not too distant 
future, she would be getting fucked by a dog. It was an overpowering 
impulse, one that burned brightly and constantly with her.

Unable to stand it any longer, Bette went out and over to visit Cindy. 
The pretty blonde looked at her, smiled and asked her if Bette would 
like a cup of coffee. When they were seated at the kitchen table, Cindy 
said, "I was going to call you Bette but decided to wait until you had 
a chance to think about what happened the other night. I am so glad you 
are not angry about it."

"Oh no. In fact, I enjoyed it very, very much. Greg is quite a man and 
oh that ... I'm sorry Cindy."

"Don't be," Cindy chuckled. "Greg does have a nice cock."

Relieved by Cindy's frankness, Bette smiled. "Yes, and he fucks so well 
too. My pussy was sore for a day afterward."

"I'm glad you enjoyed the swapping. Don is no slouch either in the cock 
or fucking department. Would you like to get together again real soon? 
Greg told me how much he enjoyed it especially when you went down on 
him."

"Wonderful. I'll talk to Don about it. I know that he will jump at the 
chance to lay you again."

They chatted and Bette steered the conversation around to the erotic 
spectacle they had seen.

"Just looking at that dog's big red prick sliding in and out of the 
girl's cunt, the way he fucked her really turned me on. From the way 
the girl acted, it must have worked on her as well."

"I've heard that a woman never really knows what fucking is until she's 
been screwed by a good dog." Cindy's eyes were fastened on Bette's as 
she talked, a strange look on her face.

"I'd love to try it one day," Bette said slowly. "It looked just 
absolutely sensational."

"Yes, it is ... I mean, it certainly looked that way to me too."

"I know that if I had a dog like yours, like Sultan, I would not be 
able to resist the temptation to have him lick my pussy or even to fuck 
me. Where is Sultan by the way?"

"Sultan? Oh, he is in the basement. Why?"

Bette hesitated for a long moment. Then, taking a deep breath she told 
Cindy how she had seen her being sucked and fucked by her dog, how hot 
it had gotten her and how she had the strongest desire to feel a dog 
eat her pussy and to fuck her with his big prick.

"Have you ever tried it at all, Bette? Have you ever had anything to do 
with a dog?"

"No and oh, I want to so much. After seeing you and Sultan, than that 
incredible show, it's all I can think of. Cindy, please, call Sultan up 
here. Let him lick my cunt and then fuck me, the way he did you. Oh 
please Cindy, before I go out of my mind. I want it so very much."

The blonde looked at her searchingly, then smiled. "All right, but 
you'll have to do just what I tell you to."

"Anything. I'll do anything you say."

"Bette, you have no idea what's in store for you. You haven't known 
anything like this. Having a dog lick your cunt, especially a dog like 
Sultan who knows what to do, will make you feel things you never 
dreamed you could experience. I've trained him for six months and well, 
you've seen the results. Let me get him."

Bette was beside herself with a pounding heart that seemed to be 
breaking through her rib cage as she waited for Cindy to return with 
Sultan. Her swollen, hard nippled tits rose and fell rapidly and there 
was an all consuming urge in her already soaking wet cunt. She could 
feel the muscles in her pussy contract and expand in rhythmic spasms of 
anticipatory excitement.

Her breath caught in her throat when Cindy returned, leading the big, 
black dog trotting beside her. Bette's eyes darted to that thick hairy 
sheath, in her mind's eyes seeing that bright red, pointed cock it 
covered. She was nervous and excited as the mounting tide of sexual 
arousement filled her trembling body.

Oh, how she wanted to feel him fucking her the way she had seen him 
fucking Cindy. She just had to be fucked by him, to feel that steady, 
steady, fabulous and relentless pounding of his cock in her oh so eager 
twat.

"Let's go into the bedroom," Cindy said, her voice betraying her own 
excitement. "Then you can watch Sultan and me first. Since it is your 
first time, I'll show you how to position yourself so he can lick your 
pussy, then maybe fuck you. Why don't we undress first, Bette. I don't 
let him do anything sexually without me being bare-assed. I would hate 
to have him stick his nose up under my skirt sometime when we had 
guests."

Unable to tear her eyes from the dog who sat quietly in one corner of 
the bedroom, his eyes flicking from one to the other as they quickly 
stripped. Bette felt a thrill race through her when she saw just the 
tip of his red prick sticking out of that round hairy sheath between 
the dog's legs.

When Cindy was naked, she spread a towel across the bed, then sat so 
that her cunt was right at the edge of the bed. Bette, her heart 
beating furiously, watched as Cindy's voluptuous body reclined 
languorously on the bed, her long, shapely legs stretched out wide in 
front of her. Bette's pulse beat rapidly when she saw the pink moist 
lips of her cunt, the juices oozing slowly down the crack of her ass.

The dog whined as his eyes fastened on that golden fleeced, pink lipped 
cunt, his muzzle wrinkling as he smelled the strong aroma coming from 
between Cindy's legs. Cindy, ready now, called softly to the dog. 
Sultan whimpered slowly as he got up and walked over, right up between 
Cindy's wide spread legs.

Transfixed, Bette could not tear her eyes away from the sight of the 
dog looking up adoringly at Cindy then at her command, he began to lick 
at her thighs, then her cunt. Bette, her breath coming in short, hard, 
irregular gasps, could not resist cupping her hand around her already 
soaking wet cunt when she saw the dog begin to lick at Cindy's cunt 
with long wet lapping actions.

"Suck Sultan. Suck my cunt. Lick my pussy," Cindy cried, her body 
writhing as the dog's long tongue began to lap feverishly at that wide 
open snatch. "Suck. Lick. Suck."

Seeing that long rough tongue lick Cindy's twat from one end to the 
other, his nose pressing against that hairy slit, Bette was wild with 
lust as she saw Sultan licking Cindy's cunt. In her hot erotic 
imagination, she could almost feel that long broad tongue lapping away 
at her own pussy which was now overflowing with warm, creamy fluids. 
The hair around her pussy was matted flat as the juices dripped down 
along the inside of her thighs, her body quivering with unrestrained 
desire.

There was a look of ecstatic bliss on Cindy's face, evidence of the 
sensations the dog's fantastic tongue was providing.

"Ooooohhh, how he loves to lick pussy," the fevered blonde moaned, her 
pretty face contorted with lust, her hands dug deep into the yielding 
flesh of her pink nippled tits. "I love it. I love to have him eat my 
cunt. He's soooo gooood. Better than anyone else ever has been. Just 
wait Bette. You'll love it too."

Bette could see that Cindy was transported to another world of intense 
erotic fantasy. Her eyes rolled back in their sockets as her head 
rolled from side to side. Her sleek flaring hips undulated and pumped 
sensuously, her back arching as she thrust her cunt, dripping with 
come, tighter against the dog's rapidly licking tongue. The wet, 
slurping sounds as that long tongue slid up along her slit were like an 
aphrodisiac to Bette.

Moving closer, she sank to her knees to watch this exciting scene. Her 
widened eyes stared fascinatedly at the incredible action of Sultan's 
tongue as he licked up and down along the saliva wet pink lips of the 
blonde's snatch. Her nostrils flared as she breathed heavily when she 
saw the long, rough textured tongue snake inside, actually move inside 
that cunt, parting the soft, fleshy folds of Cindy's cunt to do so. She 
could see his tongue sliding in and out of that twitching pussy mouth 
that seemed to drive the gasping, sobbing blonde wild with intense 
rapture as the tongue rasped back and forth across her clitoris.

Her eyes widened with disbelief at the unbelievable spectacle of the 
dog lapping and slurping at the long deep pink hardened clitoris. Her 
fingers worked frenetically in and out of her own pussy, the electric 
shocks of furious excitement filling her as she rolled her 
excruciatingly tender clitoris between her fingertips causing her to 
let loose a steady stream of wet sticky cunt juices.

"Oh, suck my cunt, you lovable dog," Cindy cried out, her body shaking 
violently. "Now, Oh now. What a beautiful feeling. Lick my cunt with 
that big rough tongue. Make me come."

Bette could see the full rounded cheeks of Cindy's ass heave upward as 
she pressed her cunt forward. At the same time, Cindy reached down and 
with her fingertips, pulled back the soft, pink puffy lips of her cunt.

Bette stared intently as the pink glistening shiny wet interior of the 
other girl's pussy was exposed to her gaze. That pulsing quivering 
snatch was dripping a continual flow of thin slippery fluids that ran 
down between the cheeks of her ass and at which Sultan lapped 
furiously.

Suddenly Cindy sat up. Putting her hand on Sultan's head, she pushed 
him back gently from her. Wondering about what was going to happen, 
Bette felt her heart beat savagely when she saw Cindy sink to her knees 
beside the dog, reach up underneath his belly and begin to rub her hand 
back and forth lightly across the hairy cock.

Gasping, she stared at that bright red prick as it began to emerge from 
its protective covering. It kept growing and growing, longer and longer 
until every bit of its seven inches was exposed.

Bette's cunt contract fiercely as she came. Her body shook and trembled 
as the hot excitement of actually seeing a dog's prick only inches from 
her. It was not as thick as her husband's cock nor of Greg but it was a 
powerful cock nonetheless. The head was sharply pointed and drops of 
thick, greyish white fluids leaked from that oddly shaped knob.

Her cunt aflame with a sensation she had never known before, she stared 
fixedly at that red, slippery, seven inches of steel hard dog cock. Her 
body was ripped asunder with a shattering sexuality exceeding anything 
she had ever felt before.

The dog standing on all fours now whined as Cindy's hand, wet and 
slippery from the dog's liquids, slid back and forth along his cock. 
His rump started to move slowly with almost lazy back and forth 
motions, his back arching slightly as Cindy's hand got him more and 
more excited.

"He just loves to have his cock rubbed," Cindy told Bette. "Just like a 
man, aren't you Sultan? You like to have your prick played with, don't 
you, you darling."

The dog whimpered almost as if he understood. His long broad tongue 
lolled from the corner of his mouth as his cock was being felt and 
caressed. Cindy, with a final caress, knelt in front of the animal, 
then leaned forward on her hands.

Bette's pussy was a whirling torrent of tremendous excitement as she 
heard Cindy exhort the dog to fuck her,

"Fuck me Sultan. Fuck me. Get on me and fuck me with that big hard cock 
of yours. Up Sultan. Up and fuck me. FUCK ME!

The dog licked at her ass and cunt, then with a deep growl, mounted 
Cindy's trembling body from behind.

Bette couldn't repress the moan that broke from her, her finger diving 
down to her snatch, sliding back and forth in that sopping wet slit as 
the dog gripped Cindy's slim waist with his front paws. Sliding closer, 
Bette looked at that long bright red wet cock as it banged against 
Cindy's cunt and ass.

"Put it in me Bette," Cindy cried, spreading her knees further apart. 
"Hurry. Put his prick in my cunt. Oh Please. Put it in me. Not in my 
ass though. Make sure his cock goes in my pussy."

Bette gripped that iron hard dog cock in her hand. A violent seizure of 
shaking spasms gripped her when she felt that hot cock in her hand. The 
feeling of its slippery pulsing length in her hand made her experience 
another shattering orgasm.

"Bette, please. Put it in me. Oh please, please put his cock in my cunt 
before I go mad. Put it in so he can fuck me."

Cindy's wild, anguished cries penetrated the lust filled haze that 
surrounded Bette's consciousness. Her hand trembled wildly as she 
lifted that rigid red rod to the gaping, yawning slippery opening of 
Cindy's twat. Her breath burned in her throat when she saw that thick 
spike driven all the way in with one long savage thrust. She gasped as 
she watched it sink deep and all the way in until Sultan's balls banged 
up against Cindy's ass.

Her hand worked furiously in and out of her own dripping slit as her 
gaze remained fastened on that prick sliding in and out of Cindy's cunt 
at an incredible pace. The wet sucking sounds as the dog withdrew only 
to drive every last bit of his cock back into Cindy, had Bette sobbing 
as a raw primitive passion claimed her.

She came, inundating her hand with sticky, slippery come juice but her 
eyes never left that red come flecked prick as it fucked Cindy with the 
relentless action of a runaway piston. She could see the dog's cock 
begin to form that wide, oval roundish knot just below the center of 
his prick, stretching Cindy's cunt lips even more each time it went 
driving into her.

The dog fucked steadily, his rump thrusting back and forth unceasingly. 
Cindy kept pushing her hips back, rolling and twisting them as harsh, 
inarticulate sounds of pleasure poured from her.

"Oh you fucking Sultan. Make Mommy happy. Fuck me. Oh fuck me. Come 
Sultan. Come in Mommy. Oh. FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!"

Cindy's voice rose to a shrill scream as Sultan pounded at her cunt 
with those incredibly fast strokes. Bette, driven by a fierce 
compulsion, reached up under Cindy's cunt to feel and touch the dog's 
pistoning prick. Her head swam when she felt that rigid shaft pulse and 
throb as it moved between Cindy's come covered cunt lips. She could 
feel that big bulging knot on his cock. It was huge. Almost two and a 
half inches around and as hard as a rock. She could see it push Cindy's 
cunt mouth in as he drove that thick swollen rod in and pull the soft 
slippery folds out as it came back.

Bette was frantic with lust now. The sight of that long thick prick 
going in and out, back and forth with a fast, hard, steady tempo had 
her caught up in a whirling vortex of blind unreasoning passion. She 
just had to be fucked by this animal. She had to have this fantastic 
cock in her cunt, making her thrill the way Cindy was being satisfied 
right now.

She could see Cindy's body shake and jerk as she passed from one orgasm 
to another in rapid succession, her face distorted in a mask of carnal 
lust as her expression reflected the intensely strong effects of her 
physical sensations.

Sultan's strokes changed subtly. He gave a long deep plunge, held his 
cock in her, then pulled back and with one long, deeply penetrating, 
savage thrust, buried his prick in Cindy's cunt, holding her tightly to 
him with his front legs. Bette could swear that he was actually pulling 
Cindy's cunt back even further along his cock. His black, sleek haired 
body shook for a moment or two then he backed off of her, his cock 
pulling out with a loud, wet sucking sound.

When his prick came out, Bette was dumbfounded to see that it was still 
as hard as when he started fucking, the knot having disappeared. Sultan 
sat on his haunches, twisted around and began to lick at that white 
come covered prick as it slowly receded back into that hairy sheath 
again.

"Oh, that was so wonderful," she heard Cindy gasp as she rolled over on 
her back, her legs falling apart. As they did, Bette could see the 
greyish white come juices oozing out of her roughened, reddened cunt 
lips. Bette could see that the insides of Cindy's thighs were red from 
contact with the dog's hairy body.

"Being fucked by a dog is like nothing else in the world," Cindy said 
slowly as she sat up. "He doesn't come like a man. It takes him longer 
and how I do love that. I love to feel his cock fucking me and that 
thick hard prick makes me feel things that even Greg cannot and Greg is 
no piker in the cock department. When that thick knob rubs against my 
cunt and clit, Bette it is wild."

"Cindy, please. I'm so hot. I want to be fucked and sucked by Sultan so 
much that I can taste it. Please. Let him fuck me. Now, before I go 
mad."

"We'll have to give him a few minutes to recover," Cindy said, a 
strange look on her face as she looked intently at Bette. "If we rush 
him it won't be as good for you and he may not even want to do anything 
at all."

"But Cindy. I'm burning up."

"You are? Let me take care of that for you now. By that time, Sultan 
will be ready for another fuck."

"What do you mean. Take care of it for me. You mean ..."

"Yes, Bette. Let me suck your lovely pussy. Let me eat your cunt and 
make you come. That way you won't go off so fast when Sultan gets in 
you and fucks you."

Before Bette could open her mouth in protest, Cindy was kneeling 
between her thighs, her tongue darting out to lick the drips of Bette's 
come on her thighs. Taking Bette's legs, she lifted them over her 
shoulders. Her hands slid up under Bette's ass, forming a tight, erotic 
cradle.

Breathing hard, with quickened breath, Bette eased her juicy twat 
closer to Cindy's lips and tongue. Her pussy lips parted like the 
petals of a flower at the light, caressing touch of the tip of Cindy's 
tongue. The muscles in her thighs and stomach tightened and jerked when 
she felt Cindy's tongue slide along the perimeter of her snatch, 
licking gently at the soft, puffy folds. A gasping cry of lustful 
excitement broke from her as Cindy's finger began to caress her 
asshole, then gently slide inside that narrow opening.

Her body heaved and arched as terrific thrills assaulted her at the 
feel of Cindy's long finger driving all the way in her ass then begin 
to move back and forth erotically. At the same moment Cindy jammed her 
open mouth against her cunt, her tongue licking rapidly, moving in and 
out with short, rapid thrusts.

Bette was really hot now. Her body humming and brimming over with 
carnal delight as she felt Cindy's soft full lips fasten on her 
clitoris, her tongue rubbing back and forth across it. So intense were 
Bette's feelings that it wasn't long before she came with a fury that 
left her shaken and breathless.

However, her desire to be tongued and fucked by Sultan remained 
unabated, her desires, despite having just come, unslaked. That had 
been only a temporary relief but her cunt ached to feel that ecstasy of 
Sultan's dog cock fucking her.

She lay back, her eyes glazed with raw passion, her cunt throbbing 
fitfully. She needed to be fucked now. She had to be fucked now. 
Looking over, she saw Sultan sitting there, just staring at the two of 
them,

"Please Cindy," Bette begged her neighbor. "Let him fuck me now. I just 
cannot wait any longer. I'll die unless I can feel his big cock in me."

Bette writhed frantically as Cindy knelt beside her big, black 
Doberman, her hand reaching under his belly to stroke his prick. The 
dog whimpered and whined, his rump heaving as Cindy's hand slid gently 
back and forth along that furry covered cock.

Her heart leaped to her throat when she saw Cindy stand up and lead the 
dog over to her. Her teeth bit into her lower lip and she trembled 
wildly with fierce anticipation. Now. It was going to happen to her 
now. She was going to have her pussy tongued and eaten by a dog, by 
this beautiful animal. Her body arched as the dog moved in between her 
wide spread legs.

"Suck. Suck her cunt, Sultan," she heard Cindy command the dog. "Suck. 
Lick Bette's cunt. Eat her. Eat her cunt. Lick Sultan. Suck. Suck 
cunt."

Unbelievable sensations radiated through Bette and a hoarse muffled 
scream broke from her when she felt that long rough tongue begin to lap 
at her pussy. Thrill after thrill shook her as the long rough tongue 
shook her with repeated spasms of the most intense pleasure. Her body 
rolled and arched spastically as the dog lapped furiously around her 
cunt, then began to lick up and down the full length of her trembling, 
palpitating cunt.

She had never felt such delight before. The animal's tongue was long 
and rough, the friction as it rubbed against the tender, nerve filled 
lips of her twat had her almost screaming with the greatest erotic 
bliss she had ever known. So intense were the feelings, that she 
thought she was going to faint.

Reaching down, she pried the swollen lips of her cunt apart as she had 
seen Cindy do. Her body was wracked by fiercesome shocks as the dog's 
long rough tongue took advantage of the opening and drove his tongue 
far up into the innermost depths of her pussy.

Never had there been anything so wonderful, so meaningful in all her 
life. Even the tip of the dog's nose rubbing against her outer cunt 
lips filled her with shocks of rapturous delight. Her body shook with 
nerve jarring spasms as his sandpaper tongue virtually reached up into 
her womb, then moved in and out, up and down, back and forth at a 
furious pace that never slackened, never slowed but just went on and 
on, driving her wild with tremendously exciting sensations.

Again, Bette felt those spasmodically clutching actions of her cunt, 
felt the nerve endings burn as every muscle in her body seemed to 
stiffen. A hoarse cry that melted into a gurgling scream filled the 
room as she reached another orgasm, this one far more satisfying, more 
violent than any she had ever felt. Her body bowed and arched, twisting 
and squirming uncontrollably as she poured her hot nectar into the 
dog's mouth who never ceased that incredibly fast, thrilling action.

Finally, she felt the dog being moved away from between her legs. 
Opening her eyes, she smiled weakly at the concerned Cindy.

"Oooohhh, was that ever good. So fucking good but I still want to feel 
his cock fucking me Cindy. Please make him fuck me. Now. While I am so 
hot for it. I want him to fuck me so badly."

"All right. You'll get fucked now," Cindy moaned, obviously excited 
herself by this erotic happening. "Get down on your hands and knees and 
spread your legs pretty wide. Don't move until you feel his cock in 
your cunt. No matter what else you feel or what you feel like doing, 
don't until he is in you."

Bette's head swam as she slid off the bed to kneel on the heavily 
carpeted floor. Her heart was beating as if trying to burst its way out 
of her chest and her entire body was tense and hot for what she had 
been wanting ever since she saw Cindy and Sultan.

Looking back under her body, Bette sucked in her breath when she saw 
Sultan's thick, long, shiny red prick. It was as hard as it had been 
before and seemed now to be even longer and thicker. She could see the 
dog knot bulging down it as his prick throbbed and jerked, drops of 
greyish white fluid trembling on the tip.

"You're going to love being fucked by Sultan," she heard Cindy whisper. 
"He's really ready and his cock is oh so hard for you. He's excited too 
Bette about fucking your hot twat."

"Put it in me," Bette sobbed. "I don't care if he rips me apart with 
his cock just as long as I can feel him in me, feel that beautiful cock 
fucking me."

Bette tensed when she felt the dog mount her from behind. His front 
paws and legs almost were like a man's as they tightened around her 
waist. The feel of his hairy body rubbing against her back and ass, 
rubbing against the tender smooth flesh of her thighs felt like a 
million sharp little pin pricks. She could hear his hurried breathing 
and low whining sounds as Cindy positioned him over Bette.

"Fuck her Sultan. Fuck Bette." Cindy's strained voice commanded the dog 
and Bette tightened all over. "Relax Bette. If you don't relax it won't 
go in the way it should and it could hurt you. There. That's better. 
Now Sultan. Fuck her. Fuck her good, Baby. Fuck her juicy cunt. FUCK 
HER."

Bending further forward to make it easier for him to get his prick in 
her throbbing cunt, Bette waited to feel that big long beautiful red 
prick slide into her. Suddenly she felt the tip of his cock slide 
between her cunt lips, then all of it, including that thick oval now 
was driven to the hilt in her pussy.

The feeling of that thick slippery oh so hard prick driving deep into 
her lubricated pussy reaching far up into her, brought Bette to another 
and more violent orgasm.

The tenseness left her sex tortured body as the dog began to fuck her 
with those incredibly fast and deep strokes. The feeling of his steel 
hard prick driving further up into her cunt than any man had ever gone 
was the most exciting she had ever felt. That rounded cock knot spread 
her cunt wider and she used her muscles to clamp around it, thrilling 
to the tremendous size of Sultan's cock as he continued to fuck her at 
that same furious pace, the in and out thrusts more and more thrilling.

The cock knot seemed to grow even bigger as the dog's legs tightened 
even more around her middle. It felt to her as if he were pulling her 
down so he could jam greater lengths of his prick up into her snatch.

Wild and almost out of her mind with the most powerful pleasure she had 
ever imagined. Bette tried to match the dog's staccato thrust by 
shoving her ass and cunt back against him, twisting and grinding her 
hips but she could not match or keep up with the dog's rapid in and out 
thrusts.

Tears of the most intense ecstasy streamed down Bette's face as thrill 
after thrill wracked her shaking body. She was being fucked as she had 
never been fucked before. And by an animal, a dog. A big, black, sleek 
haired, whining dog with a better than human cock. It was fantastically 
exciting and unbelievable as the dog's long, hot spike impaled her 
soaking wet snatch, his cock driving in and out like a piston.

Fucking was the greatest thing in the world she thought as her cunt 
tightened around that pile-driving cock, especially with a dog like 
this who could and did fuck for so long and at the same rapid thrilling 
tempo.

"Fuck me Sultan. Fuck me good. Fuck my hot, juicy cunt that just loves 
your cock so much," Bette screamed, completely lost in wanton abandoned 
sexual aberration. "Oh, you beautiful fucking dog. What a beautiful 
cock. It is so big and hard. Oh fuck me. Don't ever stop fucking me, 
keep that lovely dog cock in my cunt."

"Fuck her Sultan, Oh, you black bastard, fuck Bette hard and fast. Fuck 
her good. Come in her juicy twat. Come. Come. Fuck her and come."

Unbelievably the dog's frantic in and out motions came in even greater 
speed. Bette was wallowing in a world that existed only between her 
legs and deep inside her cunt.

A new sensation pervaded her when she felt a hot thick fluid BEING 
EJECTED INTO HER CONVULSIVELY squeezing snatch and she realized that 
Sultan had or was coming in her.

The thought that a dog or beast, an animal was shooting his hot load 
into her pussy drove Bette to a lustful delirious frenzy. Her pussy 
exploded, sending wave after wave of the most excruciating ecstasy she 
had ever known through her body.

Sounds she could hardly recognize as her own poured from her as she 
walked in the path of indescribable rapture, her body soaring with the 
thrills of a shattering orgasm that had been brought on by the dog 
fucking her. She passed quickly from one thrilling, delightful orgasm 
to another as the dog's cock moved more slowly within her soaked pussy. 
The bliss and sheer ecstasy was so great, the thrills so intense that 
Bette almost fainted from the unimaginable feelings.

Bette was only faintly aware of the dog's knot slowly shrinking, of his 
slow withdrawal until her cunt felt empty as he pulled all the way out. 
With a long, quivering moan, Bette collapsed on the floor, completely 
fucked out for the first time in her life.

She was only dimly aware of Cindy washing her pussy off then her thighs 
and ass with a cool, damp cloth. It was with an effort that she rose to 
her feet and when she did, she felt a warm flood leak from her cunt 
down along the inside of her thighs. She tottered over to the bed and 
sank down on it, smiling weakly at the anxiously looking Cindy.

"Oh God, Cindy. What a fuck. What a beautiful amazing fuck. I just 
can't believe anyone, man or animal, could ever produce such fantastic 
feelings. Being fucked like that is out of this world."

"I take it you liked it then," Cindy smiled, sitting beside Bette. "How 
do you feel?"

"Mmmmmm. Completely fucked out but adorably so. If I had known it was 
anything like this, I would have gotten a dog long ago. It was 
absolutely incredible."

"Do you think you will get a dog of your own?"

"Yes and I don't think Don would object, considering the way he reacted 
when we saw that show."

"Greg did a bit at first but when he found it didn't cut out his own 
fucking, he was all for it. How does your cunt feel?"

"Hot, burning and wonderful," Bette smiled. "Wouldn't it be really wild 
if a man with a cock like Greg's could ever fuck like a dog?"

"Yes, but they come so fast. Bette, if you are really interested in 
pursuing dog fucking further, I can give you the names of some people I 
have contacted who are also dog lovers. Most of them have stud dogs and 
can vouch for their ability."

"You mean that there are others?"

"Honey, you'd be surprised at the number of women who go for dog 
fucking, married and otherwise."

Before Bette left, Cindy gave her the names and addresses of a half 
dozen couples and a couple of singles with dogs, also the address of a 
kennel.

Home and in the shower, Bette knew she was going to get a dog. She just 
had to have her own stud dog. She knew that Don would not really 
object. Like herself, Don was a sex nut and always looking for new 
kicks and ways of enjoying sex. This would certainly appeal to him and 
his erotic tastes.

Drying herself off, Bette wondered as to the kind of dog she would get. 
Sultan, a Doberman, had been undeniably good but Bette could not drive 
out of her mind the picture of that German Shepherd in the show who had 
fucked the girl. When she had dressed, she sat down and wrote to the 
people whose names Cindy had given her. With that out of the way, she 
went downstairs to prepare dinner.

That night, Don asked her how her day had gone and she said very well, 
then told him she would like to have a dog.

"It's a good idea," Don said. "In a neighborhood like this, there's no 
telling what might happen. With a dog you'd have protection."

Bette smiled as she slid over closer to Don. "I mean a stud dog 
darling, a sex dog. One like the one we saw at that show with Cindy and 
Greg."

Her heart almost stopped when he looked sternly at her, then his 
expression slowly softened and Bette could see the interest build in 
his eyes as the bizarre idea began to appeal to him.

"You mean you'd like to have a dog to fuck you?"

"Fuck me and suck me," Bette whispered, her hand reaching down to close 
around his cock.

"Why Don, you have a hard on. Tell me, is it the thought of my being 
sucked and screwed by the dog that is exciting you?"

"Yes it is. Do you think you could take it? That dog was really hung 
and he fucked like a jackrabbit for a long time."

Bette hesitated for a moment, then said softly. "I have already tried 
it."

"You what?"

"Darling, you must promise not to say a word about this to anyone but 
you know Cindy and Greg's Doberman, Sultan?"

"Sure I do, but what ..." Don's eyes opened wide with shocked surprise. 
"You mean Cindy and Sultan ..."

"Yes dear. Sultan fucks Cindy. I was over there today and he fucked me 
too."

Bette knew that Don was hooked. She could tell by the look of sexual 
excitement in his eyes and the expression on his face.

"Tell me about it, everything about it. Don't leave out a thing, Honey. 
I want to know it all."

Bette told him in the most minute detail going back to the first time 
she had seen Cindy and Sultan sucking and fucking. While she was 
relating her erotic tale, Don quickly stripped. By the time she had 
finished, he was as hot as Bette had been earlier. Pushing her over on 
her back, he threw himself between her wide spread legs and with one 
powerful thrust, buried his prick to the balls in her cunt, then 
proceeded to fuck her with a fury he had not shown since their 
honeymoon.

So hot was he that his cock remained hard even after he had come and 
Don fucked her once more.

Later that night in bed, Bette told him about the couples Cindy had 
told her about and also about her writing them. She was amazed to find 
that Don had another hard on. This time, she went down on him, taking 
his thick hard on in her hot wet mouth, sucking it voraciously. As she 
did, Bette wondered what a dog's cock would taste and feel like in her 
mouth.

The thought spurred her on to even greater cocksucking endeavors. The 
perverted thought of sucking off a dog brought her to still another 
orgasm of her own. Finally exhausted after making Don come in her mouth 
and she had gotten cleaned up, Bette fell into bed and into Don's arms 
and in a second was asleep.


CHAPTER FOUR 


The next afternoon Bette called Cindy. She was desperately eager to get 
out to the kennel Cindy had told her about but she did want company. 
There was a burning urgency inside Bette now. The fucking she had had 
only served to increase her desire to have a stud dog of her own. With 
Don having given his permission, as well as a blank check, Bette just 
couldn't wait.

When Cindy didn't answer, Bette drove out to the kennel herself. She 
thought the man looked at her rather oddly when she said she wanted a 
large sized dog, a German Shepherd, Doberman or perhaps a Boxer if he 
were big enough.

Her insides were churning as the man led her down between the long line 
of wired runs. There were dogs of every description and breed as well 
as size. None appealed to Bette until she saw him.

He was a majestic looking German Shepherd with lovely black marking on 
his back and the rest of him was a golden tan. He had a bright 
intelligent looking face and when Bette stopped outside his run, he 
looked up at her almost adoringly.

Bette's breath caught in her throat. The minute she saw him she knew 
that this was the dog she wanted. She peeked a look underneath him and 
felt weak inside when she saw the size of that thick furry covering of 
his prick. There was a warming tingle between her legs as she looked at 
that tremendous shaft and big round balls.

"I'll take him," she told the man, trying to keep the excitement out of 
her voice.

"Kaiser? He's a beautiful dog, isn't he? Well trained too. You made a 
good choice Lady. Big as he is, Kaiser is as gentle as a baby."

Bette thought she detected a bit of a leer in the man's voice but she 
didn't give a damn. She just wanted the dog.

Hot tremors shook her as the man got a leash, went into the run and 
brought out the dog. When he stood beside Bette, his head came almost 
to her hip.

Reaching out a trembling hand, she stroked his head. Her cunt 
contracted violently at the feel of his soft, silky hair and the 
rippling spasms made her feel as if she were about to come. If it was 
like this with her just touching him, what would it be like when he ate 
her cunt.

"Looks like he really likes you, Lady."

Bette's heart was pounding and there was a huge knot in her stomach and 
a trickle of warm juices ran down her thighs. She could feel her tits 
swell, the nipples hardening and she hoped that they were not too 
apparent.

Quickly she wrote out the check and gave it to the man.

"He'll ride easily in your car, Lady. He's used to traveling by car. 
Well, I sure wish you luck."

Again Bette felt that almost obscene leer on the man's face but so 
eager was she to get Kaiser home, she didn't pay any attention to him. 
Her stomach and cunt ached from the tenseness that gripped her and her 
breathing was hard and hurried.

In the car, Kaiser sat in the back seat, looking at her, then out the 
window. Once, looking back at him, Bette saw that brilliant red tip of 
his cock sticking out of the hairy covering. The sight of just that red 
tip caused Bette to moan with lustful desire and she wanted so 
desperately to feel all of that seemingly huge prick buried in her twat 
as Sultan's had been.

"Just wait Kaiser," she said softly to the dog who turned to look at 
her. "You and I are going to have such wonderful times together. I'll 
take good care of you. See that you have a nice warm dry place to eat 
and sleep and you, you beautiful dog, will make me oh, so happy, when 
you learn how to use that lovely tongue of yours on my hot cunt and 
make me just come and come and come. Oh, how good it will be."

The dog, almost as if understanding her, whined softly and leaning 
forward, licked lightly at Bette's neck. Bette, her body tormented by 
intoxicating desire, felt the dog's tongue on her flesh and trembled 
involuntarily. She felt his warm moist breath on her neck causing the 
muscles of her pussy to twitch as the juices really flowed. She could 
hear Kaiser sniff and realized he was smelling the hot aroma that rose 
from between her legs.

"Just wait, Just wait, Kaiser," she whispered. "Soon you'll be lapping 
at that hot pussy with that nice gigantic tongue of yours making me 
come. Oh Kaiser, I get so hot just thinking about feeling you eat my 
cunt."

The urge was great to stop somewhere and relieve this overpowering 
desire, to make herself come so she could not feel this hot burning 
ache in the pit of her stomach and in her palpitating pussy. However, 
not being too sure yet of the dog's reaction, she decided to wait until 
she got home. Then, one way or another, she would relieve this itch in 
her box.

When they did arrive home, Bette led the obediently following Kaiser 
into the house. Inside, she took him through the house showing him 
every room. When the tour was over, Bette took the leash off of him, 
letting him wander around on his own.

Watching his sleek muscular body, the thick muscles rippling under his 
gorgeous slick haired coat, Bette felt weak with lust. Unable to resist 
the temptation, Bette removed her panties. Leaning back against the 
sink, she put her hand over her cunt.

A low, wailing moan rose from her as her fingers touched her soaking 
wet twat. Her breath came in short, hard explosive gasps as she worked 
first one, then two fingers in and out of her pussy. Faster and faster 
her fingers laved her snatch with erotic caresses, her fingers reaching 
up deep inside her.

Her orgasm burst on her like the explosion of a bomb. A deep muted cry 
filled the room as the powerful convulsive fury of her pent-up emotions 
broke loose inside her. Her body jerked and squirmed as spasm after 
spasm shook her violently, sobbing cries of temporary gratification 
coming from her.

Looking up, she saw Kaiser looking at her with almost a look of concern 
on his face.

"Don't worry Kaiser. Momma is just relieving herself. And for the last 
time, I hope, now that you are here. From now on, it will be that 
lovely tongue and cock of yours that will take care of all things like 
this for me."

Feeling the need for a shower, Bette set out some food for the dog, 
then went upstairs. She was more than pleased with the way the dog 
seemed to accept his new home. He had taken to it very, very well, 
especially after his tour of exploration.

In the bathroom, Bette stripped. As she basked under the stinging spray 
of the shower, against her tortured cunt and hard tender nipples, she 
wondered again, how Kaiser would react when he was introduced to her 
pussy. The thoughts set off a new wave of passion in her and her cunt 
pulsated with the desire to be fucked. She regretted the promise that 
she had made Don not to do anything with the dog until he was there to 
supervise it, just in case something happened.

Her fingers slid down to her wet juicy slit again, rubbing gently 
across the plum soft pink lips.

"Oh Don, why aren't you here with that great big hard on of yours so 
you could fuck me and make me feel better. I need a prick so much. My 
cunt's on fire."

Her body writhed and twisted as the thrills coursed through her from 
the actions of her fingers on her slit and clitoris, her fingerfucking 
bringing her new thrills.

Shaking herself, Bette brought her come covered fingers out of her 
twat, finished her shower and stepped out onto the soft, carpeted 
floor. Taking a large towel, she started to dry herself off. Looking 
up, she stared at her naked reflection.

She did have a lovely body she thought, noticing the curve of her ass 
and hips, the swelling of her tits and the length of her legs. She 
could see the pink lips of her cunt, the cunt that just loved to be 
fucked and sucked and eaten.

After drying herself, Bette took a powder puff and dusted her body. Her 
eyes closed with voluptuousness at the touch of the soft, fluffy puff 
against her naked flesh, on the points of her tender nipples and 
against the lips of her pussy.

Her back was toward the partially opened door and she didn't see Kaiser 
come into the room. It wasn't until she felt his damp, cold nose 
against her ass that she realized he was there. Uttering a startled 
cry, she whirled around.

The dog, his eyes bright with almost admiration of Bette's luscious, 
bare-assed body, looked up at her. His tail was wagging slowly from 
side to side as he stood there. Bette felt a surge of primordial lust 
sweep over her. Letting him tongue her cunt wouldn't be breaking her 
word to Don to wait until he came home. It was different letting him 
eat her cunt than letting him fuck her.

Putting her hand on his head, Bette moved closer, her legs spreading 
wider. She bit her lip when the dog rubbed his damp muzzle against the 
hot smooth flesh of her thigh. Unable to move, Bette spread her legs 
even wider, her blood hot and heavy as it pulsed rapidly in her body. 
The rhythmic throbbing of her cunt increased as the dog's nose rubbed 
up along the inner flesh of her thigh. The muscles tensed and quivered 
as he neared her cunt.

Fascinated, she watched his head move between her legs. She waited with 
breathless anticipation for the feel of his long broad rough tongue on 
her slit. When it didn't come, she opened her eyes.

The dog, whining plaintively, moved back from her and sat down, his 
bright eyes staring up at Bette's hairy cunt. A fit of trembling seized 
Bette when once again she saw the pointed head of his bright red cock 
sticking out of the hairy sheath.

Sinking to her knees, Bette sat back on her haunches, slowing parting 
her legs until the pink, plum soft folds of her cunt were revealed. 
Remembering what Cindy had said about animals obeying specific 
commands, Bette called to the dog.

"Come here, Kaiser. Come to me," she whispered softly. "Come over here 
to Momma."

The dog rose and moved toward her. Bette sighed heavily when she felt 
him sniff, then suddenly lap at her sensitive tits. A cry of wanton 
rapture filled the room as unimaginable thrills and sensations washed 
over her at the feel of that thick rough tongue on her tits.

Leaning back on her hands, Bette spread her knees even further apart. 
Calling Kaiser to move closer, she raised her hips so that her pussy 
was at the same height as the dog's nose. The dog pulled back 
momentarily, then his head bent forward and down. Bette's breath caught 
in her throat when she heard and felt the dog sniff at her now juice 
dripping snatch. Holding her breath, Bette thrust her cunt up higher.

An indescribable rapture filled her when she felt his nose rub against 
her cunt hair, then move down to her cunt itself. Cindy's advice came 
back to her and in a thick, choking voice, said:

"Lick it Kaiser. Suck my cunt. Oh please. Use your big tongue on my 
pussy. Lick it. Eat me. Right now. Eat my cunt. Suck Kaiser, suck. 
Now."

A rough, garbled moan of exquisite ecstasy rose from Bette when she 
felt the dog's long reddish pink, sandpaper rough tongue lick along the 
mouth of her cunt, the tip of it just sliding up and down along the 
inside of her spasmodically contracting pussy.

A wave of intense lust swept over her. Never in her entire sex life had 
she ever experienced such thrilling sensations as she was feeling now 
as the dog's lapping tongue probed and lapped furiously at her juicy 
twat.

"Suck my cunt, Kaiser. Eat it. Lick it. Tongue it. Suck my hot cunt." 
Bette cried excitedly as the dog's tongue stabbed into her cunt. She 
could feel his broad rough tongue sliding deeper than any tongue had 
ever penetrated her before, to the very core, the innermost depth of 
her snatch.

Her body twitched, her thigh and pussy muscles working compulsively as 
the dog continued to lap at that pulsing red mouth cunt. The thrills 
that racked her were fantastic, even greater than when she had let 
Cindy's dog lap at her twat. Her hips undulated almost uncontrollably, 
her pussy lifting to make it easier for the dog to lick.

Feeling her arms tremble from the strain she was placing on them, Bette 
felt as if she were going to fall. Not wanting to startle the madly 
lapping, licking dog, she inched her way back to the john. If only she 
could get up and sit on that, it would be so much better.

The feelings of sexual excitement and arousement mounted as that rapid 
raspy long tongue continued to lick at her cunt. Reaching her john, she 
slowly hoisted herself up until she was sitting on the john seat, her 
cunt, the juices dripping from between the puffy mouth, was right on 
the edge of the seat. Stretching her legs out wide, she opened them as 
wide as she could.

Her inner cunt quivered with a delicious feeling. She had never been so 
aware of her body and the sensations it was able to experience nor had 
she ever been as cognizant of her tremendous lusts until this moment. 
Her spike hardened nipples ached as she looked down at the dog's sleek, 
silky haired head that was between the ivory smooth flesh of her thighs 
furnishing a wildly erotic contrast.

Her cunt twitched and ached at the delightful feelings the dog's tongue 
was creating in her as she succumbed completely to the rising tide of 
primitive passion that centered in that hot, wet, palpitating cunt.

The unbelievably thrilling sensations of his scratchy tongue on her 
hot, wet nerve filled pussy was driving her wild. Her entire body 
heaved and burned with a new, more powerful feeling than any she'd ever 
known before.

Her hands cupped her swollen, aching tits, her fingers kneading the 
smooth hot resilient flesh. Her head fell back, her nostrils flaring at 
the sexual excitement this talented animal was giving her.

What a beautiful dog. What a wonderfully intelligent animal.

"Suck Kaiser. Oh, suck my hot cunt," she sobbed, her hips bucking at 
the feel of that long tongue exploring the inside of her pussy. She 
almost fainted from the surging emotions given impetus by her lustful 
desires. Her legs ached from holding them so wide apart for so long but 
the dog's continual cunt lapping more than made up for her sore, and 
tiresome discomfort. Her pink, wet and soft cunt lips seemed to open 
wider beneath the probing actions of the animal's tongue. Once again, 
Bette recalled what Cindy had said, and reaching down, pulled the 
saliva wet lips of her snatch apart, baring the glistening interior of 
her slippery orifice to Kaiser.

The dog seemed to lip and lap even more furiously at her inner cunt, 
eating her with voracious fury and relish, his tongue scraping as it 
rubbed hard across and against her excruciatingly tender clitoris. The 
feel of his tongue rubbing against that most sensitive part of her 
entire body had her sobbing with the most ecstatic bliss it was 
possible to feel. She wanted to come now more than at any other time of 
her life, yet she didn't want this fabulous feeling to stop.

Her cunt swelled and tingled hotly as the harsh wet rough tongue fairly 
flew back and forth across that exquisitely tender button, making it 
throb and burn furiously. It felt as if every feeling, every sensation, 
every last iota of her will to feel was concentrated between her legs, 
in her cunt.

Her legs spread wider, twitching and shaking as the dog's cold, wet 
nose was pressed into her cunt, his tongue weaving a pattern of the 
most delightful feelings.

Bette began to moan and sob as the feelings intensified. Her hands dug 
into her heaving tits, the fingers pinching the thick, erect nipples as 
the tumultuous sensations rose from her rapidly pulsing pussy to her 
ass and tits, pervading her entire twisting body.

"Ooooohh, Kaiser. Suck. SUCK. SUCK. Suck my cunt. Make me come. Lick 
me. Oh, you lovely dog, eat my hot cunt. Make me come with that big 
beautiful tongue of yours. SUCK ME!"

Bette wailed and cried savagely as the dog's tongue reached deep into 
her spastically contracting snatch. Every nerve in her body was raw and 
on fire as the muscles in it and especially in her cunt, rippled and 
flexed with agonizing pleasure. Her body stiffened and tensed under the 
stimulus of the dog's expertly licking tongue, causing her pussy to 
clench and spasm, the juices flowing freely.

She felt her cunt galvanized by a furious tumultuous sensation. Her 
nails dug into the rubbery flesh of her tits and her body arched, 
jamming her cunt against Kaiser's capable and wonderful tongue. Her 
head rolled and tossed as wild, unrecognizable sounds poured from her 
straining throat, through her wide open mouth.

Higher and higher her senses soared as that rough tongue flattened 
against her raw clitoris. Her cunt swelled and swelled, then burst like 
a huge balloon.

She cried out as the dam burst in her pussy, her hot sticky come 
spewing out of her with furious spasms and spurts. The fire burned in 
her cunt as the force of her coming wracked her body with convulsive 
spasms as the powerful sensations rose and rose as the dog continued to 
lip and lap at that excruciatingly tender cunt, the wet slurping sounds 
filling the room.

Bette, thoroughly depleted and drained dry by the dog's phenomenal cunt 
lapping, sank down on the john seat. The furious pulsing and pounding 
in her cunt slowly subsided and she sighed happily.

Reaching down, she gently pushed Kaiser's head from between her legs.

"Oh Kaiser, what a beautiful tongue you have," she whispered to the 
huge German Shepherd who was now sitting, his long wet tongue licking 
his jowls. "My cunt has never felt anything like this before. If you 
can lick my cunt that way without any training, being fucked by your 
big red prick is going to be absolutely fabulous. Now you go outside 
and let me get cleaned up."

After she had showered and dressed, Bette called Cindy and asked her to 
come over.

By the time the pretty blonde had arrived, Bette had a shakerful of 
potent martinis all ready. They were halfway through the secret drink 
and much chatter when Bette noticed Cindy wriggling around on the 
couch.

"These damn martinis always make me hornier than hell," she confessed, 
laying her hand on Bette's thigh. "What do you say we go over to my 
place and let Sultan take care of our urges. A good tongue bath and 
then a lovely fucking will ease this feeling in my pussy."

"I've got a better idea," Bette said excitedly, "You just sit here. 
I'll be right back."

Bette was breathing hard as she hurried to the bathroom where she had 
confined Kaiser.

"Oh, you lucky wonderful dog," she murmured as she rubbed the dog's 
black silky head. "You are going to have two juicy cunts to lap at and 
maybe, if you behave yourself, even fuck."

When she entered the room, leading Kaiser, Bette had to chuckle at the 
look of surprised pleasure on Cindy's face.

"Oh Bette, he's absolutely beautiful. Beautiful and so big. Where on 
earth did you ever find him?"

Kaiser trotted obediently beside his mistress as Bette came over to the 
couch. She sat down and proceeded to tell Cindy all about how she had 
found him, fell in love with him, bought him and brought him home.

"Does Don know about him?"

"No, but I don't think he will object once he sees him. Don was all for 
the idea after seeing that show and when I had told him about you and 
Sultan, he was really hot and excited. I hope you don't mind my telling 
him about you and Sultan. You see, I also told him that Sultan had 
fucked me as well."

"And he wasn't upset?"

"On the contrary. He fucked me silly he got so hot."

"Well, at least he knows you have had a dog's cock in you. Have you 
tried anything with Kaiser yet?"

"You mean, have I let him eat my pussy? Oh yes. This morning, right 
after I had brought him home. Oh Cindy, what a fabulous tongue he has. 
I just came and came and came."

Bette could see that the blonde was getting hotter and hotter as Bette 
told her about Kaiser. Her hips were moving and Bette could hear the 
hiss of her nylons as she rubbed her long legs together. Her fingers 
were clenching and unclenching, her tongue licking at her bright red 
lips, the thick nipples of her heaving tits hard and erect against her 
dress.

"Bette, I know how you must want to feel this beautiful animal cock 
fuck you, but how does Don feel about that?"

"He said that if I wanted it, it was alright with him so long as it 
didn't cut him off from sex with me. However, he does want me to wait 
until the dog and I are fairly well acquainted before trying fucking 
with him."

"I tell you what," the highly aroused Cindy said, "Greg and I will come 
over tonight. You bring your dog into the room and since Don knows I 
have been fucked many times by Sultan, he won't object if I start 
playing with him. Then you let Kaiser fuck me. I am sure that once Don 
sees the dog screwing me and not showing anything wrong, he will let 
you get laid too."

"Oh Cindy, you darling," Bette cried enthusiastically. "Every time I 
look at that furry sheath and think of the size of the cock in there, I 
damn near go wild."

"You mean you haven't seen his prick yet?"

"No, I haven't."

"Well, don't you think it's time you did?"

Bette's heart leaped at the prospect of not just seeing Kaiser's iron 
hard cock but also feeling it. Her cunt began to throb and moistened in 
eager erotic anticipation.

"Since he is your dog, Bette, you call him over. Be very gentle with 
him. Rub his back then slowly slide your hand down under his belly. Go 
ahead. Call him over. I'll tell you what to do."

Wetting her suddenly dry lips, Bette called to Kaiser. The dog's ears 
rose and he moved over to stand in front of her, his heavy tail 
swishing back and forth. Sliding off the couch, Bette knelt beside him, 
her hand slowly stroking his back while she talked very softly to him. 
Putting one arm around his neck, she let her other hand slide down 
under his belly. The feel of his short, silky hair against her hand had 
Bette breathing heavily as her passion began to rise to new heights. 
Slowly she moved her hand down further, her breath coming in quick, 
short gasps now. There was a knot of highly aroused lust in her stomach 
and her cunt was overflowing with warm, slippery juices.

Slowly she brought her hand back toward his cock. A moan escaped her as 
her fingers brushed against that rigid shaft covered by the hairy 
sheath.

Never had Bette been so hot or excited as now. Her head swam with 
dizzying thrills as she gently closed her fingers around that hair 
covered prick. Following Cindy's breathlessly whispered instruction, 
she began to move her hand back and forth slowly, her fingers squeezing 
the dog's cock gently.

A smothered gasp broke from her when the pointed and bright red tip of 
his prick slid out of the furry covering. Fascinated, Bette stared at 
it as more and more of that thick, red, slippery cock came into view. 
It was enormous. Longer and thicker than Cindy's dog, Sultan.

"Touch it. Take it in your hand!" she heard Cindy gasp. Looking up, she 
saw a wide eyed, flushed faced Cindy staring with rapt admiration at 
the quivering length of Kaiser's prick.

"Oh, what a big, beautiful cock," the pretty blonde murmured 
passionately, her hand rubbing against her cunt. "What a fuck he will 
give with a prick like that. It's the biggest one I have ever seen on a 
dog."

Bette's heart seemed to stop as she reached over and took that dog cock 
in her hand, her dog's cock. So intense were her feelings, so highly 
strung her emotions, that she came, her body jerking as her pussy 
pulsated furiously.

"Oooohhh Cindy. It is so hard. So hard and thick and warm."

It felt as if she were holding a hot steel rod. There was no bend to 
it, no softness. Just rigid, stiff smooth wet bone. She panted wildly 
as his cock throbbed in her hand. She had never known she was capable 
of feeling such intense and overwhelming passionate lust. The juices 
poured liberally from her twitching twat and she had to draw in deep 
breaths to keep from fainting, the sensations were so strong.

"Let me feel his beautiful prick. Oh Bette, please. Let me feel it."

Bette withdrew her slime covered hand from around Kaiser's formidable 
prick and sank back on her haunches as Cindy, crooning softly to the 
dog, reached under to take his stiff shaft in her hand.

"Oh God. What a cock." The blond gasped, her body trembling as she 
lovingly stroked that fabulous cock. "It is so hard. Oh Bette, forgive 
me but I have just got to kiss it."

Bette stared aghast as Cindy slid under the dog. Her hand gently 
depressed that stiff shaft and then her full red lips slid slowly down 
to that pointed tip.

Bette's hand slid down to her snatch, her fingertip finding her 
excruciatingly tender clitoris as she watched Cindy sucking voraciously 
on the dog's red saliva wet cock.

The dog leaned forward, his long pink tongue lolling out of the side of 
his mouth. The low whining sounds he made seemed almost human sounds of 
pleasurable enjoyment as Cindy's lips slid up and down his thick prick.

Seeing his tongue hanging from his mouth inspired Bette. Scrambling 
over in front of him on her hands and knees, she knelt in front of him, 
her ass and cunt directly aimed at his nose.

"Suck Kaiser. Suck my cunt. Lick me. Now."

She shivered with eagerness when she felt the dog's tongue lick up 
between her thighs, his cold, damp nose pressing against her ass. She 
gave vent to a long, low wailing cry when she felt that adorable tongue 
start lapping at her juice dripping twat. The wet slurping sounds of 
her cunt being licked and Cindy's mouth sliding up and down the dog's 
cock, filled the room.

Bette was so hot, so excited that within seconds she experienced a body 
shattering orgasm. Her body shuddered and trembled as her cunt poured 
down a stream of hot liquids onto the dog's eagerly lapping tongue.

"Me. Let me get to him. Let me suck his cock," she half screamed, 
pushing the wildly excited Cindy from beneath the dog's belly.

"Now, not too much at once," the blonde gasped, "Let him eat my cunt 
first. There is no telling what he may do if he gets too much at once. 
Bette, please. I am so fucking hot to come that I am going out of my 
mind. Let him make me come."

Crawling away, Bette moved around to one side as the blonde threw 
herself in front of the dog, her wet, soaking wet snatch raised up for 
him to lick and lap at.

Sitting on her legs, Bette watched with rapt attention. Her position 
caused her legs to spread, the creamy lips of her cunt opening to let 
the warm juices leak out.

From where she was, she could see the pink lips of Cindy's cunt 
stretched wide apart, the wet, smooth glistening pinkness of her inner 
cunt bared to Bette's eyes. She could see the muscles of the blonde's 
cunt contracting and expanding with rhythmic spasms.

A wild cry of wanton pleasure broke from Cindy as Kaiser moved forward, 
his nose burrowing between her come slick thighs, his long tongue 
lapping at her cunt from one end to the other.

Out of the corner of her eyes, Bette saw the dog's thick, spit covered 
cock steel hard and exposed. With a harsh cry of sheer lustful abandon, 
she slid under the dog's hairy belly. Holding that rigid bone, she 
lifted her mouth and took the head of it between her lips.

The taste, smell and feel of his cock in her mouth was stronger, more 
acrid, more pungent than a man's cock but it only added to Bette's 
already furious sexual excitement. Her tongue rolled around and circled 
that prick, finding the feel of it strangely thrilling.

"Oh God, what am I doing," she thought as her mouth began to move up 
and down that thick shaft. "What sort of a depraved monster have I 
become. First being fucked by a dog, an animal, then with a man other 
than my husband, then being sucked and eaten by a dog and now this. 
Sucking a dog's cock."

Despite her mental recriminations, there was a tremendous perverted 
excitement filling her as her lips slid back and forth along that 
thick, slippery, hot dog cock.

She could feel the knot swelling, almost filling her mouth so she gave 
the animal the full benefit of her cocksucking skills. A wild, 
shattering sensation ripped through her when she felt the dog begin to 
fuck her mouth with quick, short thrusts of his cock. Holding her head 
still but her lips tight around that intoxicating cock, Bette reveled 
in the unbelievably erotic sensations that ravaged her body.

"HE'S COMING! Oh, he's coming in my mouth," she cried, silently feeling 
the first hot drop of sharp tasting come drip from that throbbing, 
quivering shaft. A second later, she felt a thick stream of hot liquid 
spurt out of his cock into her greedily sucking mouth that seemed 
endless.

Bette wallowing in the aberration of sucking an animal's cock, 
swallowed hurriedly and hungrily, her lips tight around the dog's cock 
until the last drop had come from his prick. She felt the knob recede 
and slowly removed her mouth off that still incredibly hard prick that 
almost at once started to retreat into its hairy covering.

Weak, barely able to move, Bette crawled over to the couch and sank 
back onto it. Her eyes, barely able to focus, saw that Kaiser, having 
come, had ceased to lick at Cindy's come splattered twat. The blond lay 
on her back, moaning and sobbing with rapturous delight, glorying in 
the exquisite afterglow of her multiple orgasms.

When Bette had recovered sufficiently to move, she sat up and slipped 
into her dress. Dressed, she led Kaiser back into the kitchen. 
Returning, she found Cindy now dressed, and sitting in a chair, a drink 
in her hand.

"Well, what do you think of Kaiser?" she asked weakly.

"Oh Bette, what a wonderful brute he is and such a tremendous cock. I 
am sure that he will be simply wonderful when it comes to fucking and 
is trained properly."

"I can hardly wait," Bette enthused, her pussy tingling, growing wetter 
at just the thought of being fucked by the cock she had just sucked 
off. "If he behaved so well with both of us playing with him at the 
same time, I am sure he will be well behaved when it comes to fucking."

"You know, Bette, I have never sucked Sultan's cock, but when I saw 
your dog's prick, it looked so divine, I just couldn't help myself. I 
simply had to have it in my mouth."

"I know," Bette agreed. "I felt the same way and when he came, oh 
Cindy, what a wonderful feeling."

"I'd better get home and start thinking about getting Greg's dinner 
ready," Cindy sighed as she got to her feet slowly. "Don't forget. We 
will be over about eight or so. Then we will have a ball. When Don is 
in me, Greg will let Kaiser in from the kitchen and you will be on your 
knees. I am sure once Don sees him on you, there will be no problem."

When Cindy had left, Bette feeling oddly invigorated, went upstairs, 
showered, dressed and waited for Don to come home.


CHAPTER FIVE 


When Don came home that night, Bette greeted him at the door with a 
warm, open mouthed, tongue darting kiss. Don responded, his hands 
gripping her by the cheeks of her ass and dragging her in tight against 
him.

While Don was upstairs changing his clothes, Bette mixed drinks for 
both of them. When he came down, they sat on the couch as was their 
custom, to discuss their day's happenings.

"Well, you hot little sexpot, what did you do today?" he asked, laying 
his hand on her thigh.

In her highly aroused state, the feel of his hand on her leg had Bette 
more than a little aroused.

"Not too much," she replied casually, then went on to tell him of the 
things she did during the day omitting any reference to Kaiser and 
Cindy's visit. "Oh, don't forget, Cindy and Greg are coming over 
tonight about eight thirty or so. One other thing, lover. I do have a 
surprise for you."

"What is it? Another new position?" Don chuckled patting her on the ass 
as Bette got up and walked into the kitchen.

"You'll see," she tossed back over her shoulder. Her heart was 
pounding, her pulse-beat leaping erratically as she brought Kaiser back 
into the living room. She held her breath when she saw Don's eyes open 
wide when he saw the huge Shepherd at Bette's side.

"Keerrrrissst, he's a big one," Don whistled, his eyes lifting to look 
at Bette. For a moment the whole world seemed to stand still for her, 
then as a slow smile spread across her husband's face, she let her 
breath out with a loud, whoosh.

"You like him?"

"He's certainly a handsome animal. Is it gentle?"

"Oh Don, he's like a baby."

She led Kaiser over to Don who lifted a hand slowly to touch and caress 
the dog's head. Almost at once, the dog's tail began to wag furiously.

"Hell, he sure seems friendly." Don grinned as the dog rubbed against 
his legs. "Now, tell me all about it, where you got him, the whole 
bit."

Bette told Don about how she had gone to the kennels, saw him, fell in 
love with him and bought him.

"Darling, the minute I saw him, I just had to have him," she said, her 
cunt twitching as Kaiser, standing beside her, began to lick her hand. 
The feel of that raspy tongue made her think of how it had felt on her 
twat and her pussy grew even wetter.

She debated about telling him about how she had let Kaiser tongue her 
cunt earlier, and how she and Cindy had sucked his cock, then decided 
against it, preferring to wait until later.

"He looks well hung too," Don grinned, as he looked under the dog's 
belly. "Looks like he'd provide some pretty stiff competition for me."

"Speaking of stiff competition," Bette laughed, noticing the bulge 
Don's hard on was making in the front of his pants, "you seem to be 
ready to provide something stiff."

Bette was overjoyed to know that Don's sexual nature was aroused by the 
dog's presence and the portent of things to come. His stiff prick told 
her much better than any words that he approved not only of her choice 
of Kaiser but the sexual aberrations she would engage in with the dog.

"We will have to take it easy with him at first, Bette," Don told her, 
his hard on throbbing mightily. "Let him get used to us, particularly 
you, before we try anything. As gentle as he is, there is no telling 
what he might be like if we start fooling around with him right in the 
beginning. You really do want to go through with this whole bit, don't 
you Honey?"

"Oh yes, yes. Darling, let's try it soon. It is no reflection on you or 
the way you fuck me or eat my pussy, it's just ..."

"I know Baby," Don chuckled. "You're just a sexy little bitch who wants 
to be screwed by a dog. I understand Bette, but in the meantime, what 
are you going to do about this?"

Taking her hand, Don placed it on his hot, thick prick.

Bette, already turned on by the nearness of Kaiser, plus Don's complete 
acceptance of him and the idea of him fucking her, grabbed and squeezed 
Don's hard cock. Her tits ached and swelled, the nipples stiffening as 
the tide of lustful desire ran rampant through her.

"Let me put Kaiser in the kitchen and then we will head for the bedroom 
to take care of this thing for you."

Moments later, with Kaiser out of the way, they lay bare-assed on the 
bed, lock in one another's arms. Bette was on fire with the desire to 
be fucked. She wanted so very much for it to be Kaiser, to feel his 
long stiff prick in her but until he had been broken in as he would 
certainly would be later on tonight, Don's prick would more than 
suffice. Her head spun with the powerful urges that filled her with 
lascivious longings to feel his hard on in her mouth, her cunt, her 
ass, anywhere as long as it was in her.

She could feel his prick throbbing against her belly as they lay 
clasped in one another's arms. Her cunt lips, puffy and tender, 
palpitated and twitched with anticipatory eagerness to feel him in her. 
She let the moan rising in her throat escape when she felt his hand cup 
around her wet, juicy cunt, his fingertip finding and caressing her 
clitoris, causing her body to jerk and arch as he rubbed it skillfully.

"Oh darling, darling," she sobbed. "You are driving me wild."

"Wait until you feel my cock," Don grunted as his finger rotated gently 
on her clitoris, knowing just how to excite her to the height of 
sensual pleasure and desire.

Bette, her body ripped asunder by ecstatic bliss, rolled and twisted on 
the bed, her hips undulating sensually. Her eyes were glazed with lust 
as her hand slid furiously up and down Don's thick hot stiff cock. Her 
eyes fell to that thick creamy white shafted, red knobbed prick and her 
tongue slid sensually across her full lips.

"What a lovely cock you have darling."

"The better to fuck you with. Think it's bigger than the Kaiser's?"

Sudden waves of overwhelming passion dragged at Bette at the mention of 
the dog's name. Her hand closed tightly around Don's massive hard on, 
feeling it throb furiously in her grasp. Delighted with the excitement 
his cock gave her, Bette leaned over, her lips kissing the tip of that 
deep red, blood gorged head, her tongue pushing into the slotted 
opening at the tip. Feeling completely wanton, caught up in a frenzy of 
lust, Bette opened her mouth wide, taking that blunt rounded head in 
her mouth.

Her head spun dizzily as she sucked on his prick, the delicious taste 
of his pre-come juices adding to her sensual excitement. Her tongue 
wrapped itself around his cock, feeling the thick veins pulsing 
fiercely against her tongue. Her one hand caressed the lower part of 
his prick while her other hand held and fondled his sperm loaded balls. 
She could feel Don tremble as her warm, wet, lascivious mouth sucked 
harder and faster on his cock.

The terrific sensations of Don's fingers on her clitoris, stroking her 
pink, soft cunt lips, the delicious taste of his thick prick in her 
mouth, had Bette frantic with the frenetic urge to have this thick cock 
in her mouth and cunt. She needed to be fucked. She had to be fucked. 
Her cunt and body cried out for it.

Slowly she licked and lapped at her husband's cock with her long, 
skillful tongue, her saliva coating it as she licked at it and the 
cleft underneath the head with her stiffened tongue. Lifting her head 
from that shiny, wet, fiercely throbbing prick, she threw herself over 
on her back.

"Fuck me, darling. Put your cock in me and fuck me," she begged, her 
body writhing and twisting on the bed. "Put your prick in my pussy. I 
want to be fucked by you darling. Now. Please. Please. Fuck me FUCK 
ME!"

Spreading her legs wide, Bette raised her cunt up toward Don who was 
moving around her.

"Oh Lover, I'm so hot for your lovely cock. Don't make me wait any 
longer. Give it to me. Every fucking inch of it, deep inside me."

Bette's pink white body twisted voluptuously as she waited to be 
impaled on that thick red tipped shaft. Reaching down as Don slid over 
between her spread eagled legs, Bette parted the soft, puffy outer lips 
of her snatch, moaning happily when she felt the head of Don's cock 
slide into her. Her hips jerked upward as avid and intense erotic 
sensual sensations filled her at the feel of Don's cock slowly sliding 
into her wide open pussy. Unable to wait, she threw her cunt up hard, 
taking in every bit of his cock into her hungry twat.

"Oooooohhhhh, you feel so good in me," she sobbed, "Oh my darling, 
shove that thick beautiful cock way up in me," she pleaded, her hands 
grasping his ass to pull him down tighter, trying to get more and more 
of his shaft in her.

A low, muted scream came from her as Don jammed his cock in hard, 
spreading her cunt wide as the head of it was driven as far up into her 
as Don could make it go.

Lifting her ass when she felt Don's hands slide under her, she let the 
cheeks of her ass down into his clutching grip. Bette reveled in the 
feel of his prick in her palpitating twat as it was jammed deeper and 
deeper, his balls banging against her ass. Her hands slid up and down 
his back, feeling his muscles rippling, the cheeks of his ass flexing 
as he fucked her with long, hard strokes that smashed his belly against 
hers. Bette's body tensed as spasm after spasm of the most exquisite 
delight shook her again and again.

The wild thought of what Kaiser's prick would feel like in her, that it 
was he who was fucking her. Would he be bigger, thicker and harder than 
Sultan's or Don's? Would he fuck her with that great dog cock and make 
her feel things that even Don could not make her feel?

Her mind was filled with feverish erotic wanderings and imaginings as 
Don continued to fuck her savagely. His prick filled her with rapturous 
sensations as it slid in and out, back and forth with fierce, yet 
skillfully controlled actions. A low cry of primitive lust ripped from 
her when she felt herself getting ready to come.

"I'm coming. I'm going to come all over your big thick cock. Oh 
darling, fuck me harder. Faster. I'M COMING!"

Her body was split asunder by one of the most powerful and violent yet 
most exquisite orgasms she had ever had. Her body convulsed wildly as 
her hot come juices spurted out of her cunt in a never ending stream, 
oozing out around Don's still plunging prick and dribbling down the 
crack of her ass.

Feeling Don tremble, then stop those smashing thrusts, she looked up at 
him.

"What's the matter darling? Aren't you going to come?"

"Oh yes I am," Don gasped, "but I want to fuck you dog fashion."

The words sent a furious streak of licentiousness through Bette. To be 
fucked dog fashion before excited her but not nearly as much as right 
now. Now that she had been truly fucked dog fashion, the expression had 
a much greater meaning to her.

When Don pulled his long come covered cock out of her pussy, Bette 
quickly rolled over until she was resting on her hands and knees, her 
ass and the bruised, reddened mouth of her cunt raised up for the 
penetration of her husband's thick cock.

Her breathing quickened when she felt his hands spread the cheeks of 
her ass apart, her heart racing at the thought and anticipation of his 
caressing her asshole with his tongue. She leaped with wanton bliss 
when his tongue darted out to lick around the rim of that tight, 
puckered asshole.

"Oh, you adorable darling," she cried, shoving her ass back against 
Don's mouth. "That feels so wonderful. Suck my asshole, Don. Lick it. 
Caress it with your tongue and mouth."

Her body vibrated from shock after exquisite shock at the feel of Don's 
tongue licking along the outside of her asshole with long wet strokes 
of his tongue. She could feel that stiffened tongue lap furiously at 
her ass and her mind conjured up erotic visions of Kaiser's tongue 
replacing that of her husband's.

The thrilling sensations created by her wishful thinking gave her 
tremendous pleasure as Don's tongue was thrust into her ass. Her 
passions soared far beyond the ordinary and she shoved her ass back 
even harder against Don's probing, licking tongue. The intense pleasure 
created by his ass sucking sent shivers of lust through Bette in wave 
after wave of carnal debauchery.

Suddenly she felt Don back away from behind her and a second later felt 
the wet, smooth head of his cock pressing against that saliva slippery 
asshole.

"Yes. Yes. I want your cock in my ass. Fuck my ass, Darling."

Quivering with repressed excitement, Bette relaxed the muscles of her 
ass when she felt him guide the tip of his cock into that narrow, 
puckered opening. A streak of excruciating agony caused by the 
spreading of that small opening made Bette cry out as Don, with one 
long, furious, savage thrust, drove the full length of his staff into 
her ass.

He held it there, feeling her shake as his prick filled her ass 
completely. Sobbing softly, Bette felt that thick prick pulsing in her, 
cramming her ass full of cock. As the pains of his forceful penetration 
ebbed to be replaced by one of divine pleasure, she wriggled her hips, 
pushing herself back against her husband's hairy belly.

"Now Lover. Now fuck my ass. Rip me in two with that big prick. Split 
my ass wide open. Don't stop. Just fuck me until you pour your load in 
my ass."

The feelings were indescribable when Bette felt Don's cock begin to 
move in and out of that tight clinging opening with long slow measured 
strokes. Her ass swayed from side to side as his prick moved in and out 
of her. Beads of perspiration appeared on her face as the thrills and 
sensations were lecherously beautiful, filling her with the most 
delightful feeling as she filled her ass completely with his prick.

Bette was in a world all her own created by the fantastic feelings of 
her husband's thick shaft engulfed by the tight orifice of her ass, 
fucking her with expert in and out strokes.

Reaching up between her legs, Bette grabbed Don's balls in her hand. A 
cry of pleasure was ripped from Don when he felt his heavy, come loaded 
balls gripped in her warm hand, reacting to her skillful, knowing 
caresses.

"What a beautiful asshole you have Honey," he grunted, his cock pumping 
in and out in a steady rhythm. "It's so tight and narrow."

Releasing his balls, Bette let her fingers slide inside her soaking wet 
cunt to her clitoris. Finding that nerve filled appendage, she caressed 
it with quick, hard motions. Her hips squirmed frantically as Don's 
prick plunged deeper, sliding back and forth, in and out of that 
clasping hole, her fabulous sensations abetted by the erotic actions of 
her fingers on her clitoris. The feel of Don's bare belly and stiff 
pubic hairs slamming up against her ass whenever his prick was pushed 
deep had her bathed in a completely enveloping aura of raw unbridled 
lust.

Her thrills mounted when she felt Don's back and forth thrusts 
increase, his prick swelling and swelling, filling her tiny, narrow 
channel more and more as he prepared to come. She felt him stiffen as 
he drove his thick cock all the way in to the balls. A second later, 
she heard his gasping, grunting cries of the most exquisite pleasure as 
he came. His prick leaped and throbbed wildly in the tight confines of 
her ass as it poured its hot, thick load deep into the narrow confines 
of her ass. His body strained hard against her ass, shaking with the 
frenetic pleasure that shook him with repeated spasms.

Bette wild with lustful desire, rubbed her clitoris furiously as Don's 
cock continued to pulsate, spewing his boiling hot load into her 
tightly clutching asshole. Her own orgasm, induced by her fingers was 
fantastically thrilling as her cunt contracted with burning spastic 
actions, her hot load inundating her still moving hand and fingers.

Weak from the powerful battering her ass had taken and her second 
tumultuous coming, Bette sank down on the bed, delighting in the wild, 
orgiastic pleasures she had known. She winced when she felt Don slowly 
extract his softening cock from her now completely relaxed asshole. 
Feeling his juices threatening to spill out of her, Bette slid off the 
bed and hurried to the bathroom.

There was a warm glow filling her when she felt the come slide down her 
thighs and drip out of her ass as she walked down the short hallway to 
the bathroom. She was about to close the door when she realized that 
Kaiser had somehow gotten out of the kitchen and had followed her into 
the bathroom.

"You naughty boy," she scolded gently. "You go right on back to the 
kitchen where you be ..."

Her words died in her throat when she felt his cold, damp muzzle press 
up against her pungent smelling, come loaded cunt. She caught her 
breath as the dog began to lap slowly at first, then faster and faster 
at her juicy twat with that adorably long wide, raspy tongue.

"Ooooohhhh, Kaiser, no, no." Bette moaned softly but the dog kept right 
on licking and lapping at her come dripping slit "I can't take it. Not 
now. Oh you beautiful dog, you're driving me out of my mind. Go ahead 
Kaiser. Suck. Suck my cunt. Eat me. Oh, I can't help myself. Eat my 
pussy, Kaiser."

Bette rested her ass against the cold, smooth sink and her legs almost 
of their own volition, spread wider and wider. Her cunt was a mass of 
firey desire as the dog licked at her tingling cunt with tireless 
efforts of that long sandpaperish tongue. Her inner cunt contracted 
savagely at the feel of his rough tongue licking assiduously at the 
pink mouth of her twat. The feel of it lapping at her, sucking up the 
cunt juices that flowed from her, made Bette quiver and tremble in the 
beginnings of still another orgasm that threatened to be even more 
violent than the others.

She heard the dog whimper as he lapped eagerly at her inner pussy, his 
tongue pressing inside the soft lips and rubbing hard across her 
stimulated clitoris. Her head fell back and she braced herself on her 
hands behind her as the dog's furious cunt lapping filled her with a 
sudden surge of lust that convulsed her body with fierce, 
uncontrollable spasms.

She staggered over to the john seat and collapsed on it, completely 
exhausted from the furious cataclysm of the most intense orgasm 
Kaiser's tongue had brought her to. Her stiff nippled tits heaved and 
her entire body was permeated by a sense of delectable languor as the 
throbbing rhythm inside her pussy slowly abated. Her body still 
trembled as she weakly pushed the dog from her.

"Down Kaiser. Enough. Sit down," she breathed weakly. "That is enough."

The dog looked up at her adoringly, his pink tongue hanging from the 
corner of his mouth.

"Good dog. Oh yes, you are a good dog." Bette whispered, not wanting 
Don to know that the dog was in here with her and had just eaten her 
cunt. "And later on tonight, you're going to have the opportunity of 
using that big cock of yours in my cunt, not just your lovely tongue. 
But right now, Momma's got to get cleaned up and ready for tonight."

Quietly, she led the obedient dog back to the kitchen and closed the 
door, then hurried to the bathroom, showered and came back into the 
bathroom.

"What took you so long," Don grinned. "What did you do, scrape the load 
out with your fingers?"

"Never mind that, Cocksman," she quipped. "You had better get cleaned 
up yourself. Cindy and Greg will be here before you know it."

While Don showered and she could hear him singing happily as he did, 
Bette quickly dressed. She wore only a dress and nothing beneath it. 
From what Cindy had said, it was going to be a night of pure, 
unadulterated sex, so why should she dress otherwise.

Cindy and Greg arrived about nine and the four of them sat around 
talking and drinking. The pretty blonde steered the conversation around 
to sex and then to dogs and women.

"I just can't get Don to let me try our dog," Bette said lightly, 
winking at Cindy. "He's seen how gentle Kaiser is, how quiet and 
obedient, how he does everything he is told."

"Sure Honey, but being fucked by a dog is something else. Remember how 
long that dog screwed the girl in the show?"

"How could you know," she laughed. "You with your cock stuffed in 
Cindy's mouth."

"Yes, I agree," Don grinned, turning to look at Cindy who was smiling 
at him, her tongue sliding along her full lips. "If you will pardon my 
frankness, Cindy is quite a cocksucker."

"Would you like to try my mouth again, Don?" Cindy said in a low 
throbbing with sex voice.

"Oh brother would I."

"How about you Bette," Cindy asked. "Do you think you and Greg might 
pick up where you left off the last time?"

"I'd love to if Greg doesn't mind. But right now, I think we all have 
too many clothes on, don't you agree?"

Breathlessly eager for the sex to begin so that she would have the 
opportunity of getting fucked by Kaiser, Bette quickly stripped. Two 
minutes later she was holding Greg's thick hot hard-on in her hand, 
stroking and rubbing it. Her lusts soared when she recalled how good 
his cock had felt when he had fucked her. The thought excited and 
elated her. The way things were going, the complete lack of 
embarrassment on everyone's part, the way Don had willingly thrown 
himself into the thing made her feel certain that when the time came 
for Kaiser to fuck her, he would not object.

She sat in one of the chairs and Greg came over to stand in front of 
her, his cock looking like a huge, alive flag pole. Putting her hands 
on the taut cheeks of his ass, she pulled him closer to her, making him 
stand directly in front of her. Her eyes were fastened on that huge 
hard-on that angled up from his hairy bush and unconsciously she licked 
her lips. Then with a soft mewing sound, she bent her head, her lips 
parting to close around the blunt, rounded knob. The feel of that hot 
smooth skinned shaft filling her mouth, had Bette hot with excitement. 
She sucked with long up and down sliding motions of her mouth, sucking 
at his cock furiously and suddenly Greg pulled back, his wet slippery 
cock coming out of her mouth. When Bette looked at him with startled 
surprise, he smiled and sat down beside her.

"Cindy told me all about the scheme the two of you have cooked up about 
trying to get Kaiser to fuck you. What we thought would be best was to 
wait until Don was in Cindy, then I will say I want to fuck you dog 
fashion. You kneel down with your ass to the kitchen door and I'll go 
out and get the dog. Then I will bring him in and over to you so he can 
fuck you. Do you think Don will flip his lid when this happens?"

"I hope not," Bette replied fervently, her breath coming in quick, 
short gasps. "He agreed to my keeping the dog, he likes him and knows 
why I wanted him in the first place, so he should not raise too much of 
a fuss."

"Okay, then let's get ready."

Bette trembled with repressed sensual anticipation as Greg rubbed his 
hand across her cunt. The juices flowed freely down onto his hand. "You 
are really hot for this thing, aren't you?"

"Oh Greg, if you only knew how much," she moaned, her hips undulating 
against his caressing fingers. Her cunt was burning AND ITCHING to be 
fucked by Kaiser. Looking over, she saw that Cindy was straddling Don's 
lap, his cock buried to the hilt in her wet, pink lipped twat. The sexy 
blonde was rising and falling on that rigid shaft that impaled her.

"Oh Greg, now," she moaned, turning back to him. "Let's do it now. I am 
so hot for it. Please. I need it. I want to be fucked now."

Bette quivered with furious arousement when she saw Greg nod to Cindy 
who was busily engaged in fucking Don. The blonde winked and Greg said 
in a loud voice, "Come on Bette, let's fuck dog fashion."

Bette scrambled down to the floor, her ass and twat facing the kitchen 
door. Her head swirled as she waited breathlessly for Greg to bring 
Kaiser back with him. Soft, deep rising sounds of intense lust dribbled 
from her when she heard Greg come back into the room and heard Kaiser's 
feet scraping on the floor. Her lungs swelled as she held her breath as 
she trembled with erotic desires, waiting so anxiously to feel that 
lovely big thick red prick fuck her as only an animal could. Her heart 
leaped into her throat when she heard Greg say, "Fuck her Kaiser. Fuck 
Bette. Fuck her good."

The next moment she felt the dog mount her. The feel of his smooth 
sleek hairy body on hers, his legs tight around her waist turned her on 
completely and she came. A second later, she felt Greg's hand guiding 
the dog's pointed prick into her hot pussy. A low wailing cry broke 
from her, a sound of erotic delight filled the room when she felt the 
dog's stiff hard cock go driving deep into her well oiled cunt. The 
feeling as he entered and then began to fuck her with that incredible 
pumping action, filled her with unbelievable pleasures.

Twisting her head she saw Don staring wide-eyed at her being fucked by 
the huge German Shepherd. Don's prick seemed to grow longer and thicker 
as he watched, his mouth open at the sight of Bette's contorting, 
twisting body as she begged and urged the dog to fuck her harder and 
faster. She heard Don gasp as he saw Kaiser's red shiny prick sliding 
in and out of her cunt at that breathtaking pace. Frantic as she was by 
the overpowering thrills that drove her to the heights of exquisite 
delight, Bette kept her eyes on Don as he looked at his wife being 
excitingly fucked by a dog. Her heart leaped when she saw him get up 
and kneel down beside her.

"I'll be a son of a bitch," he said with awe. "He's really got his cock 
in your cunt and is fucking you. Wow. Look at him go. Damn, but this is 
the wildest thing I ever saw."

Bette, lost now in the swelling sensations that flooded her entire 
being, sobbed and groaned ceaselessly. She never wanted this to end. 
Her cunt was a mass of raw, exposed nerve endings and the feel of that 
huge, stiff, pointed prick fucking her, moving in and out at a speed 
she had never been fucked at before. Hearing odd noises beside her, 
Bette looked over and saw Cindy crouching in front of Don sucking on 
his huge hard on with intense delight.

"Damned if I am going to be left out of this," Greg growled as he lay 
down at right angles in front of Bette, his great red tipped prick 
aimed directly at her red lipped mouth.

Uttering a cry of wanton abandon, Bette grabbed his cock in her mouth, 
licking and sucking voraciously on that thick hard pulsating prick.

With everyone's emotions keyed to a fever pitch, by the fucking and 
sucking, it was not long before their coming happened, one right after 
the other. Bette felt Greg's steaming hot thick load spurt into her 
mouth and she swallowed greedily, letting his well sucked soft cock 
slip out of her mouth.

The wild aura of depraved lust pervaded the room as the dog fucked 
Bette with the same fierce jerking actions. Her ass and hips twisted 
and wriggled as the dog's stiff shaft belabored her, thrilling her with 
those long rapid in and out strokes.

A shrill, shattering scream of complete and utter ecstasy burst from 
Bette as she came again just as she felt Kaiser's prick knob swell then 
felt the stream of hot liquids pour out of it and into her clasping, 
contracting cunt. She collapsed but Kaiser, not moving off of her, held 
tight and Bette felt that oval dog knot slowly shrinking, then he 
backed off of her.

She lay on the floor, her cunt throbbing and burning fitfully as her 
come continued to drip from between those rough, reddened cunt lips. 
She was lost in a world of such intense delight and appeased sexual 
hunger and absolute satisfaction.

It was some time later, that the four of them were sitting in the 
living room once more all still bare-assed.

"Sure, I think it was great Bette getting screwed by Kaiser and I am 
all for it, was right from the beginning," Don said "but what happens 
to our own sex life? After all, I like sex too."

"Don't worry about it Don," Greg assured him. "You won't suffer, in 
fact, it will probably get better. Cindy has been fucking and sucking 
with Sultan for over six months now but I still get mine almost every 
night."

"There's a big difference between a man and a dog," Cindy joined in 
with. "A man's cock is the greatest but when he comes, he's finished 
for a while. A dog can fuck for a much longer time as well as harder 
and faster and can make a woman come and come time after time before he 
finishes."

"That's great, but doesn't that spoil it for a man, I mean after a 
woman has been fucked by a dog?"

"Not really." Cindy replied, reaching over to take Don's semi-hard cock 
in her hand. "I still get hot whenever Greg puts his big cock in my 
pussy and am hot right now holding your cock. I come too, as you well 
know, when I am fucked by a man sometimes as much as when Sultan fucks 
me. To me, a fuck from the dog satisfies a perverse passion while 
giving me one helluva a good screwing."

"You just wait Don. You'll get all the screwing and cock sucking you 
can stand from Bette, I'm sure," Greg said.

It was about an hour later, after they had had one more swapping 
session that Cindy and Greg left to go home. Then in bed, Bette proved 
to Don that she loved his prick by first going down on him, then 
fucking him. Before they went to sleep, Bette got Don to promise that 
they would let Kaiser fuck her whenever she got the urge, but that if 
it interfered with their own sex life, the dog would go.


CHAPTER SIX 


The next few weeks were sheer heaven for Bette. Not only did she have 
Don's cock, his sexual drive having been restored but she also had 
Greg's fabulous cock, but above all she had Kaiser's incredible prick 
to ease her almost constant desire to be fucked by him or to have him 
eat her cunt as only the dog could. She found her hunger appeased, her 
strange compelling compulsive craving satisfied by that delightful 
tongue and wonderful prick that fucked her as only he could.

Several times she had visited Cindy and been screwed by Sultan and 
several times Cindy had come over to be eaten and fucked by Kaiser. It 
was an ideal relationship and on occasion, the four of them would get 
together for a night of sex without the dogs.

Kaiser had become quite adept at both fucking and sucking her pussy. 
Under both hers and Cindy's tutelage, he had shown a remarkable 
aptitude for licking and reaming out Bette's cunt and asshole. There 
was no longer any problem about him getting his adorable red, pointed 
thick prick in her from either the front or from the back.

A new note was added when they began to get answers to the letters 
Bette had written. She found herself oddly stimulated in reading 
other's frank specific descriptions of how they had started with dogs, 
how they sucked and fucked, etc.

There was one couple who lived not too far away that had interested 
both Don and Bette very much. They too had a German Shepherd who was 
exceptionally well trained in all the erotic arts. The wife, Kathy, was 
a diminutive redhead with a fabulous pair of tits that she said, in the 
letter, measured forty inches but because of her size looked much 
bigger. She had what seemed to be a delightful cunt, at least according 
to the picture she and her husband Phil had sent. Don had remarked 
about how nice and full the lips were as they showed through the 
reddish hair. Her husband was a good looking man with a nice sized 
cock. Looking at it in the picture as it jutted out from the thick 
hairy bush, Bette felt a stirring of sexual excitement.

They called the number the Nolans had put in their letter and found 
them extremely enjoyable, and made a date for the following evening.

Bette was ablaze with passion as they drove out to the Nolans'. The 
double prospect of a new swinging couple and having her pussy eaten by 
another dog, then perhaps fucked by him had her in a state of highly 
aroused sensuality.

The Nolans were even more attractive and pleasant than their pictures. 
They were both outgoing, and personable. Bette could see that Kathy's 
magnificent tits had Don looking and drooling at those thrusting 
mountains of soft, creamy white flesh. She couldn't blame him either. 
They were fantastic for such a slim, small girl.

The four of them sat around getting acquainted with Bette getting more 
and more impatient to be fucked by their dog, Rex. Phil had shown her 
some pictures of him and the sight of that handsome animal, and the 
thick cock that had shown, had set her pussy to tinkling and 
moistening. Right now, it was twitching madly, her stomach knotted with 
the desire to feel another, a strange dog's cock in her pussy.

"If you are all agreeable," Phil finally said, "why don't we get down 
to business and bare skin. We never do a thing with Rex unless we are 
bare-assed naked."

Bette licked her lips when Phil's hard-on was bared. It was a nice 
looking cock, the bright red head quivering and trembling.

"Later Bette," Phil grinned when he saw her looking at it, "unless you 
want it first."

Both men had stiff, throbbing hard-ons and the sight of their stiff 
pricks had Bette really hot. When Kathy bared those big tits of hers, 
Don sucked in his breath with admiration and desire. Watching them 
bounce and sway as she went out to get Rex, even Bette could not help 
but admire them.

Bette's breath burned in her throat when Kathy returned, leading their 
Shepherd. Not as high as Kaiser, he had a lovely intelligent looking 
face and from what Bette could see, he was really well hung. Her pussy 
oozed warm, slippery secretions as Kathy brought the dog over to her.

Bette held her breath as the dog approached. She rubbed his silky head, 
scratching him behind the ears. Talking softly to him, she let her hand 
slide down his side and under his belly. At the same time, she slowly 
spread her legs. The dog sniffed and Bette's heart pounded furiously as 
the dog moved up between her legs, his tongue licking at her slick wet 
thighs.

"Ooohhh, his tongue feels so good," she moaned as that raspy tongue 
licked its way up to her soaking wet cunt.

A quivering cry came from her when she felt that ecstasy producing 
tongue lick all along the outside of her cunt lips from one end to the 
other. The sensations were so great that as that delectable tongue 
dipped into her pussy, Bette came, her body seized with frenzied throes 
as the load dripped from her twat.

When she opened her eyes, she saw the others smiling at her. Kathy was 
standing between the two men, a stiff prick in each hand.

"You and Rex will get along fine now," she said, her hands moving 
slowly up and down along the two straining hard-ons. "Now that he has 
made you come and smelled your cunt juices, he'll do whatever you wish. 
He has been trained to respond to the usual commands like suck and 
fuck," she went on, "and he fucks beautifully from either the front or 
back. One night he screwed four of us and believe it or not he was 
ready for more. Would you like to have him fuck you now Bette?"

Bette, too excited to speak, nodded. Releasing her grip on the two 
cocks, Kathy went over to the closet and pulled out a long low, padded 
bench.

"If you stretch out on this, Rex can reach you more easily from the 
front, unless you want it from the rear?"

"The front. The front," Bette babbled, completely caught up in her 
wanton urges to be fucked this way. "I've never had it from the front 
before."

Panting, Bette stretched out on the bench, her legs spread WIDE. Her 
cunt was placed in such a position that anyone, man or dog had easy 
access to it. Kathy led the dog over to her and told the hard breathing 
Bette that she would get Rex ready and from there on she would be on 
her own.

Kathy knelt beside the dog and started to play with his prick. It 
wasn't long before that sharply pointed, bright red tip appeared 
followed in short order by the rest of that steel hard dog cock. 
Looking at it as it stretched under his hairy belly, Bette felt her 
pulse leap at the sight of it. It was thicker than Kaiser's but not as 
long but still, terribly exciting to her.

"Ohhh, your cock looks so nice and big and red," she said softly as she 
watched Kathy's hand caressing the full red, slimy thickness of it. 
Unable to wait any longer to satisfy this hunger in her body to be 
fucked by the animal, Bette begged Kathy to do it.

"Let him eat your cunt for a while first," Kathy replied. "I always 
start off that way."

Impatiently, Bette called to the dog. "Suck Rex. Suck my cunt. Lick my 
cunt. Oh please, eat my twat. Suck me. Suck." Her body jerked and 
arched when she felt his rough textured tongue lapping actively at her 
snatch. Pulling the lips apart, she almost screamed when the dog's 
tongue began to rub back and forth across her clitoris at a fabulous 
pace. She stood it as long as she could, then in a lust fogged voice 
cried out. "I've got to have you fuck me, to feel your prick in my 
cunt. Fuck Rex. Fuck me with that big fat hard dog cock of yours. Up 
Rex. Up and put your beautiful dog prick in my pussy. Fuck me."

Hotter than she had ever been. Bette sucked in her breath as the dog 
mounted her. Again, the feel of his hairy body excited her even as the 
feel of Kaiser's or Sultan's body did. Reaching down, Bette guided that 
rigid spike into her come filled twat. A cry of gurgling delight ripped 
from her when she felt his cock slide all the way into her cunt. Her 
cunt muscles clamped tightly around it, and as the rigid shaft began to 
slide in and out of her, the sensations caused by the friction had her 
head tossing with pleasure.

Her body bounced and humped as the dog fucked her with the deeply 
penetrating rapid in and out motions she loved so much to feel. Being 
fucked this way, from the front seemed to make his cock go deeper into 
her snatch and she relished the depth of those fast deep thrusts. Rex's 
actions were jerky, unlike the smooth rhythm of Kaiser but Bette didn't 
care just so long as he kept that dog prick sliding in and out of her 
super sensitive slit.

Sobs of exquisite rapture poured from Bette as she came again and 
again, each orgasm more thrilling than the other as the strangeness of 
Rex's prick filled her with an undeniable joy. She was completely 
unaware of anything and everything else, of Kathy being fucked between 
the tits by Don while Phil fucked her from behind. Only one thing 
existed for Bette. The powerful, incessant fucking she was receiving.

It was almost fifteen minutes of continual fucking later that Bette 
felt Rex begin to fuck her with harder, more jerky motions that 
signaled his own coming. She threw her hips up to meet his rapid 
downward and upward thrusts, eager now to feel his iron hard prick, 
Bette arched her back against the dog's heaving belly. Her hips rose 
and fell frantically, rolling and twisting, straining to reach just one 
more shattering climax with him. Then it happened. She gave vent to a 
wild cry of bliss as her hot load flowed and mingled with the dog's 
come.

Bette was only faintly aware of Rex backing off of her, though she did 
feel his thick, hard prick pull out of her. Finally she looked over and 
saw Don, Phil and Kathy standing there looking at her. Both cocks were 
now soft and wet, drops of stringy come dripping from the ends of their 
cocks, the evidence of Kathy's cocksucking skills.

"Phil, why don't you take Bette up to the bathroom so she can get 
cleaned up." Kathy suggested, her hand reaching over to take Don's limp 
prick in her hand. "I'm sure Don and I can find something to do while 
you two are upstairs."

Bette rose from the come splattered bench and followed Phil upstairs 
getting an odd thrill out of seeing the bare cheeks of his ass directly 
in front of her. He showered with her and as Bette soaped his cock and 
balls, he got another hard-on. The feel of his stiff prick filling her 
hand excited Bette tremendously. Kneeling in front of him, she rinsed 
the soap off his thick hard-on and took it in her mouth, sucking him 
off.

Phil let her suck for a minute then suggested going downstairs to see 
what was going on. Bette let his wet, glistening prick slide out of her 
mouth and they went downstairs.

Bette stopped dead in the doorway at the sight that greeted her. Kathy 
was on her hands and knees with Rex on her from behind, his prick 
buried to the balls in her asshole. Stretched underneath her was Don, 
his cock in her hot, juicy twat.

Kathy was going wild, as both cocks drove in and out of her asshole and 
pussy at the same time. Bette could see that the knot of Rex's dog cock 
was thick and swollen again, spreading the brownish pink bud of her 
asshole wide each time it drove in her. At the same time, Don was 
driving his cock up and into her pussy with long hard strokes and from 
the way it was covered with creamy white juices it was evident that the 
sexy redhead had come several times.

"Look at Rex fucking me in the ass Bette," Kathy cried passionately 
when she saw them standing there. "Oh it feels so good to be fucked 
like this, a cock in my cunt and a great big dog prick in my ass. I 
just love to have Rex screw me in the ass especially now when I have a 
cock like Don's to fuck my cunt."

Rooted to the spot, Bette stared transfixed as Rex's thick red, slimy, 
slippery cock slid in and out of Kathy's ass with fast, hard regular 
strokes. Her lusts reached the breaking point and she reached over to 
take Phil's stiff, pulsing prick in her hand just as Kathy leaned over, 
her body shaking as Don came in her cunt. Bette could see the thick 
creamy hot juices oozing out around Don's cock as he held it buried in 
her.

"Honey," she heard Phil gasp, "I've just got to fuck you."

"Yes. Oh yes," Bette moaned, hurrying over to the couch and laying back 
on it, her legs spreading wide, opening her pink lipped twat wide for 
Phil's rampant hard-on. "I want to be fucked. I want to feel your big 
fat hard-on in my pussy. Fuck me Phil."

When Phil knelt between her spread eagled legs, Bette reached down, 
grabbed his iron hard cock and led it into her sopping wet and eager 
snatch.

"This is going to be fast," Phil moaned as he began to fuck her with 
long, fast, hard strokes. "I'm so damned hot from your cock-sucking 
before, seeing you getting fucked by Rex and now Kathy getting ass 
fucked and cunt fucked that I don't think I can hold back too long."

"I don't care," Bette screamed, "Just fuck me with your cock. FUCK ME! 
FUCK ME!"

The feeling of his prick sliding in and out of her hot clinging cunt 
drove Bette out of her mind. Not only the feeling of his thick prick in 
her cunt but she could see Kathy being ass fucked by the dog, shouting 
lustful obscenities as the dog suddenly fucked her ass even faster, 
then slowed and slipped his thick red come shiny prick all the way into 
her ass.

She felt Phil's hard and powerfully fast in and out thrusts quicken, 
his body tensing as his cock grew thicker and thicker, hotter and 
hotter in her cunt. She felt her pussy inundated by a flood of hot 
thick liquids that seemed to boil inside her as Phil came, jamming his 
spurting prick deep in her. His furious fucking was enough to bring 
Bette to still another violent coming.

Before they left the Nolans, Bette had been fucked by both men once, 
one in her cunt and the other in her ass, had gone down on Phil and 
made him come in her mouth and had let him screw her. When they were 
ready to leave, Bette was thoroughly exhausted but pleased and 
satisfied far beyond her wildest imaginings. There had been a wild 
excitement that had kept her and Don going beyond even what they 
thought they had been capable of. On the way home, Bette asked Don if 
he would want to continue meeting other couples and he was all for it.

"I guess we are just a couple of sex maniacs but I find watching you 
getting fucked by a dog very stimulating. So let's continue with it, if 
you don't mind that is."

"Mind! Darling I love it. It exceeded my wildest ideas about how 
thrilling it was to be fucked by a dog. But the thing is, just as Greg 
had said, I still love to suck a cock or feel a man's prick in me. The 
other is something entirely different and oh so very, very exciting. 
I'm glad you feel the way you do Don because there is a very intriguing 
letter at home I think you would be interested in."

Don read the letter when they got home and said that it was okay with 
him. The letter had come from a very attractive young couple. The girl, 
a petite brunette with a luscious figure said she had always wanted to 
try and make it with a dog and only recently had gotten up enough 
courage to try it.

"This will be a switch," Bette smiled, "my telling someone else how to 
get fucked by a dog."

In the letter, the girl, Jean, had admitted to a compulsion and craving 
for Frenching as well as being made love to Greek as well as other 
variations. Her husband Carl was a good looking man who had said that 
he was only too willing to let Jean satisfy her curiosity about having 
sexual relations with a dog.

The next day Don called them and they agreed to come over that evening. 
Jean said she was most eager to try it with a dog and if she waited she 
might lose her courage.

When they arrived, both Bette and Don were more than pleased. Jean was 
even prettier than her photo and her figure though not big was 
perfectly proportioned. Bette felt a strong sexual urge when she saw 
how well built and handsome Carl was, and the strong feeling of raw sex 
he seemed to exude.

They sat around the living room, drinking and talking. Jean was a sexy 
little wench and her conversation was spiced with frank talk. She was 
outspoken about sex and how much she liked to be fucked Greek style.

Bette repressed a smile when she looked down at Don's lap and saw the 
hard-on he had. Jean's erotic frankness had really turned him on. It 
had her too, she admitted to herself. Her pussy was more than just a 
little damp from the conversation as well as the looks Carl gave her, 
by the way his eyes lingered on her stiff nippled tits and up between 
her legs more than generously revealed by her mini-skirt. There was a 
ripe aura of sensuality about him that Bette found more than just 
stimulating.

"Jean had been after me for a long time about this dog sex business," 
Carl said, "I guess you could call us hedonists in a way because we do 
like every aspect of sex. I like swinging with couples or as a 
threesome with another girl or man. One night this couple showed a 
movie about a dog and two women. Ever since then Jean has had a hangup 
about making it with a dog."

"You'd better stop talking about it darling," Jean smiled "You're 
getting me hotter and hotter."

"In that case," Don grinned standing up, his hard-on bulging against 
the front of his pants bringing a gasp from Jean when she saw its size. 
"We might as well do something about Jean's getting hot pants. Suppose 
we all strip for openers."

"Mmmm, I like that idea," the sex obsessed brunette agreed and within 
seconds was stark naked. "Do you like to eat pussy Don? How about my 
hot box? Would you like to eat it?"

Bette watched breathlessly as Jean undulated over to one of the broad-
armed chairs, her ass swaying and swishing sexily from side to side, 
her cute red nippled tits bouncing and jiggling. Sitting in the chair, 
she lifted her shapely legs and draped them over the arms of the chair. 
Her pink lipped cunt opened wide, smooth glistening pink interior of 
her twat, the muscles contracting spasmodically letting everyone know 
of her excitement.

"Here, Don," she called out, her voice heavy with lust. "Here is my 
pussy. Suck it. Oh please. Eat me."

Don dropped to his knees in front of her, pressing his mouth against 
that hot, slippery twat and began to lick and lap at it. Within seconds 
the sounds of Don's avid cunt lapping, the wet slurping sounds as he 
sucked up her constantly flowing juices, filled the room. Jean twisted 
and writhed on the chair and then gave vent to a piercing yell as she 
came in Don's mouth.

"Ooohh, you eat pussy good," the hot Jean breathed. "Now how about 
bringing in your adorable stud dog. I am really ready for him now."

"How about you Bette?" Carl asked coming over to stand in front of her. 
"Would you like some cock?"

Bette stared hungrily at that red knobbed cock that was quivering only 
inches from her mouth. Bending forward, she let the tip of her tongue 
glide across that wet, satiny smooth tip, her lips just encompassing 
the head, then she removed them.

"Let's wait until Jean is fucked by my exclusive fucker, then when they 
are in action, I'll take care of your hard-on."

Getting up, Bette went out and brought in Kaiser. Bette felt her cunt 
tingle as the dog rubbed against her bare thigh. The dog seemed to feel 
the sexual excitement that permeated the room and he whimpered 
impatiently and he strained against the leash, his eyes brightening as 
they swept around the room, his black muzzle wrinkling at the odor of 
hot cunt juices emanating from both Bette and Jean's pussies.

"Oh, he's a beautiful dog," Jean exclaimed, her eyes darting to his 
hair covered cock. "And he has such a nice big cock. Oh, I'm going to 
love him. He's so beautiful."

Bette told her to sit on the couch and open her legs wide. Jean, her 
face lit up with erotic anticipation, did as Bette told her, her 
blazing eyes fastened on Kaiser as Bette led him over to her. Pushing 
the dog between Jean's wide spread legs, Bette commanded the dog to 
suck her cunt.

"Suck Kaiser. Suck cunt. Eat her pussy Kaiser. Suck her cunt good. Lick 
her. SUCK KAISER."

The Shepherd moved forward eagerly and Bette held her breath as she saw 
Kaiser's obvious excitement as he sniffed at Jean's come slippery twat. 
No matter how many times she saw a dog lick a cunt or fuck a woman, it 
always had a tremendous effect on her sexual senses.

Right now her cunt was literally leaking juices, her breath coming in 
quick short gasps as she watched the panting Jean stroke the dog's 
head. Taking this as encouragement, the dog burrowed his head further 
up between Jean's come slick thighs, his tongue beginning to stroke 
along the open pink soft folds of the brunette's cunt. Bette's 
breathing quickened when she saw that long, rough, red tongue lick 
along Jean's reddish pink cunt lips with the same rapid slurping, 
lapping actions that always turned Bette on and brought her to those 
thunderous climaxes.

They had the same reaction on the sexy Jean. Her body jerked, her hips 
rising and falling as she thrust her cunt up tighter against the dog's 
tongue.

"What a beautiful feeling. Oh. Oh. Oh. It's wild. I'm dying. His tongue 
feels out of this world. I've never had my pussy eaten like this 
before. It's the greatest."

She slid forward on the couch, then to the floor. Her back arched as 
she raised her cunt higher. Bette could see the dog's tongue 
penetrating Jean's cunt and across her large erect clitoris. She knew 
that Jean was feeling unbelievable thrills and fantastic sensations as 
her body writhed and trembled from multiple orgasms, one following 
right after the other, that made the cream flow from her twitching cunt 
like a river of come.

"Shit," Carl grunted staring at the wild sexual aberration, the 
fantastic spectacle of his wife's cunt being eaten by a dog. "I've 
heard about things like this and seen them in stag movies but I never 
thought I would see a dog sucking my wife's pussy. She loves it too. So 
does the dog."

"He sure does," Bette breathed. "Whenever he smells cunt juice, he 
knows just what to do with that educated tongue of his. He loves to eat 
pussy. But how about you Carl? Don went down on Jean. How about you 
going down on me. My pussy is on fire. Eat me and suck my cunt."

Bette edged up on the chair until her cunt and ass were right on the 
tip of the chair, then leaned back, her legs stretched out and spread 
wide open. Her heart hammered in her chest as she saw Carl kneel 
between her legs, his head moving toward her pussy. She stiffened, 
moaning softly at the feel of his tongue licking up and down the outer 
folds of her twat. The feel of his warm breath and the tip of his 
tongue on those tender puffy folds had her gasping with pleasure. His 
thumbs parted the pink lips and then his lips closed around her tender, 
nerve filled clitoris.

"AAaaaaaagggghhhhh, you bastard, suck my cunt. Beautiful! Beautiful. 
Eat me. Oh, eat my cunt, you cunt lapping bastard. Make me come with 
your lips and tongue."

This was the only part of cunt lapping a man was so much better than a 
dog. A dog couldn't suck and nibble on a clitoris the way a man could. 
Feeling Carl's tongue gliding over the softness of her inner cunt, the 
tip of his tongue curling to lick at every part of her cunt, entering 
that narrow hole in a way that no one had before, had Bette humping and 
twisting.

Her eyes looked over to where Jean was having her pussy really swamped 
by Kaiser's frantic cunt lapping. The wild-eyed brunette was being 
driven out of her mind as her body contorted and twisted, her hips 
bouncing and swaying as the dog's relentless tongue worked on, in and 
around her cream filled twat. It was her first time and Bette knew from 
experience that it was not going to be her last. Not the way she was 
moaning and groaning about having her pussy eaten by this lovely dog 
who loved pussy and was making her come again and again.

Twisting around, Jean reached up under Kaiser to touch, then hold his 
bared cock and balls. She cried out with joyful wanton bliss, quick 
passionate grunts coming from her as she held Kaiser's bright red prick 
in her hand, that thick, thick shaft that throbbed and pulsed in her 
hand.

"Oh, what a fantastic prick," she cried. "It is so hot and thick. Oh, 
Carl, look at his cock. It's like a steel bar in my hand, it's so hard 
and so slippery."

Jean was going wild with raw animal passion as her hand rubbed and 
squeezed that thick shaft. She scooted around to the front of the dog 
and assumed the normal position for dog fashion fucking. Kaiser sniffed 
at her pussy and the deep crack of her ass, his cold damp nose pressing 
between her thighs.

"Fuck her Kaiser," Bette cried. "Fuck. Fuck her. Put your cock in her 
cunt and fuck her, Kaiser. FUCK! FUCK HER!"

The huge and obedient German Shepherd looked around at the panting 
Bette, then following her commands, mounted Jean from behind, his long, 
hairy front legs clamping around her slim waist, his rump hunching back 
and forth as he sought to bury that pointed prick in her juicy cunt.

Jean, feeling that sharply pointed cock jabbing at her cunt, even at 
her asshole, babbled and sobbed incoherently, moaning with sexual 
delight when finally Kaiser's cock went into her slit, the slippery 
stiff rod sliding all the way into her. Once he was in, the dog began 
to fuck Jean with long, hard, fast back and forth strokes that always 
sent Bette into orbit when the dog fucked her like that.

"Darling, darling, he's fucking me." Jean sobbed, her lissome body 
shaking and shuddering with erotic delight. "I've actually got a dog's 
cock in my cunt. I'm being fucked by a dog and I love it. I love it. He 
fucks so good, so fast and hard."

Bette was beside herself with aroused lust as she watched and heard 
that long red slimy prick sliding in and out of Jean's pink lipped 
snatch. The knot on his cock was swollen and its thickness added 
considerably to Jean's pleasure.

"Do you let the dog fuck you like that?" Carl asked.

"I love to have his dog cock fuck me. It's really out of this world and 
I feel tremendous sensations when he's in me."

"How about a man's cock? Do you like to be fucked by them?"

"Carl, if you are asking me if I would like to be fucked by you and 
your stiff prick, the answer is yes, I'd love to have you fuck me, but 
please, fuck me dog fashion."

"I don't give a damn how I fuck you just as long as I do."

Bette sucked in her breath when she felt Carl's cock slide into her 
wet, slippery hot twat. The feeling of his rigid shaft moving in and 
out of her pussy, the different angle of penetration which forced the 
top of that thick prick harder against her tender, nerve filled 
clitoris, had Bette's cunt wild and she came within seconds after he 
was in her.

Her eyes were fastened on Kaiser's furious and frantic fucking. Bette 
felt as if it were she who was being fucked and felt almost like a 
voyeur but she could not tear her eyes away from that incredibly 
exciting sight of Jean being fucked. There was something so 
fantastically stimulating about seeing someone else getting fucked or 
sucked. The way Carl was screwing her, she knew that he too was excited 
by the sight of his lovely, young wife being fucked by a dog. It was a 
spectacle of sexual aberration that would have turned anyone on.

The thick rod of Carl's cock driving hard in and out of her clinging, 
clutching cunt, his balls banging against her ass and upper thighs, his 
bare belly slapping against her as Carl tried to match the dog's 
incredible pace set Bette soaring into the outer realms of physical 
pleasure. It was Jean's erotic ramblings and ravings that set both 
Bette and Carl off.

"Oh. Oh. His cock feels so big and that knot is so thick and hard. Why 
can't men have cocks like dogs. Oooohhh. I'm going to come and come. I 
just love it. I've got to have a dog of my own to fuck me and to eat my 
pussy."

When Bette raised her eyes after coming, she saw Don stretched out in 
front of Jean who was sucking him off with rapid bobbing motions of her 
mouth on his stiff, glistening wet cock. The sight of his thick, creamy 
skinned, red knobbed prick being swallowed and sucked by the avidly 
cock sucking Jean, who was even more furiously excited than ever 
rekindled Bette's desires.

Twisting her head, she looked over her at the goggle eyed Carl, who 
could not look away from the erotic sight going on only a foot from 
him.

"Don't take your cock out of me, Carl," she begged, feeling herself 
getting hotter and hotter as she watched Kaiser fucking the contorting 
Jean. The sight of Kaiser's long, bright red shiny prick, thick and wet 
with Jean's come, pulling the blonde's pinkish red cunt lips out each 
time he pulled back was a beautiful thing to behold in Bette's eyes. It 
must have affected Carl the same as it did her because his prick grew 
harder and longer inside her and once again, Bette was royally screwed 
by an ardent, hard breathing Carl.

Later, Jean was absolutely ecstatic about having been tongued and 
fucked by the Shepherd.

"I've never felt anything like that before in my life," she said 
enthusiastically. "Carl darling, don't be upset. I love your cock and 
the way you eat my pussy but being fucked by a dog is something else. 
It is absolutely indescribable and great."

The four of them retired to the bedroom and spent the rest of the night 
in a wild, sexually satisfying orgy that left all four exhausted and 
sated.


CHAPTER SEVEN 


Encouraged by the overwhelming success of the first two ventures with 
other dog lovers, Bette decided to answer one of the letters that had 
been more or less written just for her. The couple had enclosed their 
phone number in their letter and suggested that Bette give them a call.

Bette found herself oddly excited as she reread their letter. Finally 
she picked up the phone and dialed their number. Her heart was pounding 
furiously as she heard the phone ringing then it was picked up and a 
soft, low female voice said hello.

"Hello, is this Sally Keane? This is Bette Linder. You had written to 
my husband and myself some time ago."

"Bette Linder. Oh. Oh yes. You wrote about being interested in dogs, 
didn't you. It is nice to hear from you."

They chatted for a few minutes then Bette said she had been thinking of 
taking a drive out to see them.

"Alone or with your husband?"

"Alone."

"Good, that will be so much better. Mike isn't here right now but I 
will call him at the office. I am sure he will come home if he knows 
you will be coming out here."

"I don't want to be a bother."

"You won't be, don't worry Bette. You have had some experiences with 
dogs haven't you?"

Bette assured her she had, then they made arrangements for Bette to 
drive out, then said goodbye. Curiously excited, Bette showered, 
dressed and was on her way to the Keane's within a half hour. Twenty 
minutes later, she pulled up into the Keane's driveway.

Mike, a handsome, burly man in his late thirties waited for her at the 
front door. Bette felt a warming tingle when she saw the way his eyes 
moved over her body, lingering at the thrusting peaks of her tits and 
again at the center of her body.

"You are even prettier and shaplier than your picture," he grinned, his 
rich baritone masculine voice sending tingles through Bette. "Come on 
inside. Sally's waiting for us in there."

Sally was a beautiful red head with a breathtaking figure. In their 
letter, Mike had mentioned that she had been a former show girl and 
looking at her now, Bette could easily believe it.

She was wearing a pair of short shorts that left her long, willowy legs 
exposed from the crotch on down and the bottom curves of her opulent 
ass were bared by the shortness of the trunks. The light silk jersey 
blouse she wore clung and outlined the thrust and fullness of her melon 
shaped tits. It was evident from the way her nipples jutted up under 
the blouse that she was not wearing a bra.

"Oh what Don wouldn't do to get his hands on her tits," Bette said to 
herself. "They must be at least forty inches."

Mike mixed them all a drink and the three of them sat down.

"I feel terrible in a way, coming out here like this on such short 
notice," Bette said trying to quiet the rising excitement she felt when 
she saw the bulge in Mike's pants.

"Don't be silly," he told her. "We're very glad you came."

"Yes, we are," Sally added. "You are a charming and very attractive 
woman. I think we are going to have a wonderful afternoon. If you will 
excuse my being so bold and blunt, I am glad you are here because Mike 
does so enjoy seeing other women getting fucked by Tiger. That 
incidentally," she laughed, "is the name of our dog because he screws 
like one. Would you like to go out and meet him?"

Bette, shaking with aroused lust and desire, walked along with them as 
they went out to the back of the house. When she saw the size of the 
fawn colored Great Dane, she sucked in her breath in startled, yet 
pleased surprise. In their letter, they had said they had a big dog but 
hadn't said it was a Great Dane.

"My but he is tremendous," she gasped.

"Yes he is," Mike agreed "and he fucks like a champion too."

"Wait until you see the size of his cock," Sally whispered, her hand 
sliding lightly up and down and around the swelling cheeks of Bette's 
ass. "It's beautiful and oh so long and thick."

Bette's heart beat wildly and erratically as she looked under the Great 
Dane's belly. His balls were huge and as she looked, his red, pointed 
cock started to emerge from the thick, smooth, slick haired covering. 
Licking her suddenly dry lips, Bette saw that his red glistening wet 
prick, just half of it showing, was even bigger than Kaiser's full 
length.

"Looks like Tiger can smell a couple of hot, juicy cunts," Mike 
chuckled as the dog whined and whimpered, more and more of his immense 
prick appearing under his belly.

Bette was filled with electrified lust as she stared at the glistening 
wet prick. Her cunt felt as if it were going to explode as Sally's hand 
kneaded the rubbery fleshed cheeks of her ass, her fingers gliding 
lightly over the swelling curves. Beside her, Mike took Bette's hand 
and placed it on his stiff, fiercely throbbing prick. Bette felt that 
she wanted to be fucked and sucked and violated in every way possible, 
her emotions were so highly aroused.

When Mike felt her fingers tighten and dig into his prick and felt her 
body begin to tremble he smiled.

"Tiger is going to be a great animal for this fucking session. Let's 
get him and we'll all go upstairs."

The four of them went up to the attic that Mike had fixed up for just 
this purpose. Once there the three of them quickly removed their 
clothing. Bette was almost overpowered by the sheer animal sensuality 
of Sally's voluptuous body as she stood there bare assed, smiling at 
Bette.

Bette's hot, fevered eyes moved from the stunning redhead to Mike's 
thick hard-on as it angled up and out from his hairy belly. It was a 
truly mouth watering, cunt tingling kind of cock.

"Bette, why don't you and Tiger get better acquainted," Mike said to 
the panting, wide eyed Bette. "Then we can all get together 
afterwards."

Bette sat on a low, cushioned stool and stared at that beautiful Great 
Dane, his tongue lolling out of the front of his mouth, a look of 
almost human sexual anxiety on his face as he sniffed the strong aroma 
rising from between her legs, from her twat. Softly with a trembling, 
shaking hand, Bette reached out to pat that huge head. At the same 
time, she called gently to him. The dog looked at her then at Mike and 
Sally.

"Go ahead Tiger. Go to Bette. Go."

Bette's head swam and she felt her cunt contract furiously when she saw 
the dog's tremendous cock now fully extended beneath his smooth haired 
belly. He stopped in front of her, looking up at her, whining gently.

"Go ahead, Bette," Sally called to her, "Play with him. He loves to 
have someone to play with his cock. Go ahead. Feel and play with it."

Sliding off the stool, Bette knelt beside the Great Dane. Her hand 
reached up under him to touch, lightly caress and then hold that 
fantastically hard prick in her hand. She felt it swell as her fist 
moved slowly along its thick warm length. It was greater, thicker and 
longer than she ever thought a dog's cock would ever be. It was a prick 
that any man would love to have.

Shaking with pure sensual delight, Bette looked up as they watched 
Bette and the Great Dane. As Bette looked, Mike turned Sally so that he 
was behind her, his cock sticking between her legs, that red knob thick 
and swollen as it protruded out from under Sally's pink lipped cunt. 
Sally bent forward just a bit and Mike bent his knees, guiding the head 
of his cock up and into Sally's juice dripping twat. It was evident 
from the ease with which they established their connection, that they 
had done this many times before. He straightened up slowly, forcing 
more and more of his cock into Sally until it was buried to the balls 
in her pink lipped pussy. Gripping Sally by the tits, he began to fuck 
her with fast, deep thrusts, his eyes as well as Sally's fastened on 
Bette playing with Tiger's bright red prick.

Sally, her body angled slightly forward, her hands tight around her 
husband's responded to Mike's fucking with equally as wild backward 
thrusts of her hips, ass and cunt, her hips twisting and grinding 
frantically as Mike jammed the full length of his long thick prick deep 
into her with each violent plunge of his hips. Suddenly he stiffened, 
deep rasping groans coming from him as he drove his shaft as far up 
into Sally's cunt as he could, then as Sally gasped, his body shook. 
Fascinated Bette looked on as the thick white juices dripped out of 
Sally's widely stretched cunt and she almost came herself as she 
watched.

When Mike pulled his soft, limp, come covered prick out of his wife's 
snatch, the flood of their combined loads poured out of her cunt, the 
reddened lips spreading as it did. Excusing herself, Sally left to go 
out to clean herself up. When she had gone, Mike came over and knelt 
beside Bette.

"I'm sorry but I got so hot watching you fool around with Tiger's cock, 
I just had to do something to get rid of the hard-on I had. Bette, I 
know this will sound kind of strange to you but Sally would love to 
have you go down on her."

"You mean, eat her pussy?"

"Exactly. She has always wanted to try being eaten by a woman. She 
likes you and would love it if you did go down on her and make her 
come."

"I'll be happy to," Bette agreed, excited even more by the prospect of 
sucking the beautiful Sally's cunt. "But just please let me have Tiger 
eat my cunt first. I'm just wild for it and can't wait to feel his 
tongue on and in my cunt."

"Sure. You go right ahead and you'll get the tongue lapping of your 
life."

Laying back, Bette spread her legs wide, her pussy mouth opening wide.

"Suck Tiger. Suck me," she whispered throatily, "Lick my cunt. Eat me. 
Oh eat my cunt. Suck me. SUCK ME."

The dog moved up between her legs and she trembled violently when she 
felt and heard him sniff at her dripping wet cunt. Bette cried out, her 
body arching as the dog's tongue lapped at her twat with long, rapid 
licking motions. She could feel the pubic hairs around her cunt being 
matted flat at the dog lapped avidly at her pulsating, pink lipped 
snatch.

Bette cried out with delighted desire, as the dog lapped and lapped 
furiously at her cunt. Reaching down she held open the soft fold of her 
cunt mouth. A low cry of sheer rapture came from her when she felt her 
cunt being licked by that rough, raspy tongue. Her body arched and 
jerked when she felt his tongue penetrating deeper than anyone's 
tongue, man or animal had ever gone. He created such exquisite 
delightful pleasure that Bette was almost delirious with excitement. 
The unbelievable thrills as that tensed broad tongue rubbed back and 
forth across her clitoris. She was tremendously excited now, her hips 
bucking and humping as she was caught up in the swirling world of 
furious and overpowering lustful desires. A scream ripped from her and 
she twisted and squirmed as her body was assaulted by wave after wave 
of the most intense pleasure.

After the intense spasms had ebbed, Bette collapsed on the floor as 
Tiger licked up her flowing juices. Turning her head she saw Sally 
standing there, staring at her, a look of highly aroused sensuality on 
her pretty face. Oddly enough, Bette felt a reawakening of a new desire 
as she looked at Sally's beautifully bare assed body. Her hips swayed 
sensuously, her hard nippled tits bouncing thrillingly as she came over 
to Bette.

"You have a lovely body, Bette," Sally breathed, her breath coming in 
short, hard gasps. "It is so completely feminine, so shapely and so 
desirable. Did you like having Tiger lick your pussy Bette? I adore 
having him eat my cunt. In fact, I just love to have my pussy eaten, 
period."

Bette's blood raced at the erotic invitation in Sally's lust blazing 
eyes and voice. She dropped her eyes to that golden fleeced slit, 
seeing the soft, coral pink lips peeking through the golden covering of 
silky hair. Unconsciously Bette's hips began to undulate and lift and 
fall not wanting Tiger to stop that wonderful, sense stirring licking 
of her pussy. She was so hot, so furiously excited that she panted 
heavily.

"Why don't you come over here," she breathed staring into Sally's 
burning with desire eyes. "Come down with me and I will love to eat 
that delightful, delectable cunt of yours. If you would like me to that 
is?"

"Ohhhh, yes, yes," Sally groaned sinking to her knees in front of the 
panting Bette. Raising herself slightly she spread her legs wide and 
straddled the bench, her wet juicy twat poised directly over Bette's 
head.

Looking up, Bette felt a surge of want, of voluptuousness, seize her at 
the sight of the soft, pink folds of Sally's luscious pussy. Her senses 
were aflame with a driving desire and her mouth filled with saliva as 
Sally lowered that delectable looking cunt slowly down to her reaching 
mouth.

Though she did not have any Lesbianistic tendencies, Bette found 
herself tremendously excited and oddly stimulated by the heady musky 
odor of Sally's hot wet cunt, by the sight of those puffy lips opening 
like a flower as she touched them with the tip of her tongue. The taste 
of those salty sweet cunt juices ignited Bette's sexual impulses. Her 
tongue slid along those warm, rubbery lips, then when Sally reached 
between her thighs to pull open that thrilling cunt mouth, Bette 
plunged her tongue deep into the hot warm recesses of the blonde's 
sweet tasting cunt, licking and lapping voraciously at that slippery 
cavern of delight.

Bette twitched and licked deep inside Sally's twitching cunt, her lips 
closing hard around the blonde's thick, hard clitoris. The sounds of 
soft, sobbing cries, the jerking undulating of Sally's hips and the 
taste of those flowing cunt juices had Bette lost in a sea of raw, 
unadulterated sexual lust.

She fucked the sexy Sally's twat with her tongue using it as if it were 
a cock thrusting and darting in and out, flicking hard across Sally's 
elongated pulsing clitoris, feeling it throb between her lips as she 
sucked hungrily on it. The feel and taste of Sally's twat, hearing the 
harsh, guttural cries of ecstasy the strangled moans of pleasure turned 
Bette on more than ever.

The way her head was bent back, Bette could see Mike. He was standing 
there and Bette's heart hammered when she saw Tiger standing in front 
of him, avidly licking his stiff swollen prick. There was no doubt that 
the dog's tongue was having the same erotic effect on Mike as it had 
when the dog had eaten her.

Her breath burned in her throat when she saw Mike's knees bend and his 
burly body stiffen. His hand held his leaping pulsating prick, his face 
contorted with sexual strain as the long rough tongue of the dog licked 
faster and more furiously at the swollen red knob and the shaft behind 
it.

Mike's eyes were fastened on the two women as Bette's wild cunt lapping 
was inspired by the bizarre sight in front of her. Sally's hips 
undulated faster and harder now as she mashed her wet cunt down harder 
against Bette's sucking, licking mouth.

A wild, almost animal cry coming from Mike, made Bette turn to look 
once more. She was just in time. Mike gave a gasping cry of agonized 
rapture, his entire body stiffening and Bette's eyes opened wide when 
she saw the thick heavy creamy white sperm shoot fiercely out of that 
deep blood red tip of his taut skinned cock. The first spurt went 
halfway across the room over the dog's head, each spurt falling lower 
and lower until one long stringy drop slipped from the tip of his 
prick.

It was the first time Bette had ever seen a man come from having his 
cock sucked and licked by a dog and the weirdness of it, the wild 
erotic shock triggered off another cunt rending orgasm in her.

As her furious spasms died, Bette could feel Sally's body tremble, her 
cunt rolling back and forth across Bette's mouth as Sally went wild, 
also affected by the bizarre spectacle of Mike coming by the dog's 
tongue. Her cunt contracted fiercely and she came.

Opening her mouth wide, Bette sucked in and swallowed the sweet tasting 
elixir that ran down from Sally's pussy. Her throat worked furiously as 
that sweet, warm stick stream flowed down into her mouth.

Feeling Sally pull up and off of her, Bette looked up. There was a look 
of violent sexual arousement on Sally's face, her eyes blazing with 
wanton desire.

"I want to suck and tongue and eat you," she sobbed. "I want to suck 
your cunt. Please. Let me eat your pussy."

Bette adjusted her position on the padded bench as Sally arranged 
herself over her in the classical 69 position. Bette could feel soft, 
warm, slightly moist lips kissing and sucking gently on her cunt lips, 
driving Bette to a high pitch of sexuality. The almost hungry lapping 
of Sally's lips and tongue at her juicy pussy only made Bette hornier. 
Reaching up to hold the other's bucking hips, she rubbed her hands 
across the smooth cheeks of Sally's grinding, undulating ass as Sally 
licked sucked and tongued voraciously, uttering unintelligible sounds 
mingling with the slurping sounds of raw lust as her tongue lavished 
exquisite sensations on Bette's twat.

Suddenly, Bette felt Sally lift herself off and before she knew what 
was happening, felt herself turned over on her stomach. Bette's body 
jerked spasmodically when she felt Sally part the cheeks of her ass 
then insert her stiffened tongue deep into Bette's asshole. She licked 
up and down the inside of Bette's thighs then flipped Bette over onto 
her back again, panting and moaning as she licked at the hot juicy twat 
of her visitor.

"You have no idea how I have always wanted to eat a nice hot sweet 
tasting pussy," Sally gasped, brokenly, her fingers digging deep inside 
Bette's snatch, rubbing that blood engorged tender clitoris excitingly 
with hard rolling, pinching and pulling actions, "I want to eat and eat 
and suck your juicy lovely cunt and make you come in my mouth. Oh, it 
is such a beautiful cunt. So nice and pink and hot. Aaaahhh, I'm going 
to come."

Bette felt the passionate Sally quiver and then tense, shaking and 
shuddering as she came. Her body trembled wildly as the voluptuous 
spasms seized her, then with a weak quavering cry, she relaxed, her 
body sliding to the floor.

Bette, her own desires and passion fully awakened, lay there breathing 
hard. Her eyes lifted to look at the Great Dane who had sat throughout 
the entire erotic episode with Sally. As she watched Bette saw him bend 
his head and begin to lick at his furiously stretched bare bright red 
prick. The way his tongue licked at that thick swollen cock inflamed 
Bette's erotic senses. When Sally rose and went into the bathroom, 
Bette slid off the bench and called to the huge, beautiful dog.

Kneeling beside him, she held onto the panting and obedient animal, 
running one hand back and forth across that hot throbbing steel hard 
prick, cupping and fondling his huge balls. With the desire to feel 
this rigid huge shaft in her cunt, Bette knelt in front of him on her 
hands and knees.

"Fuck me Tiger. Fuck me. Mount me and put your cock in me and fuck me. 
Get up and put that big dog prick of yours in my cunt. Oh Tiger. FUCK 
ME! FUCK ME!"

She tensed when she felt the Great Dane mount her from behind, his 
long, strong front legs locking around her middle. Bette could feel the 
pointed head of his prick probing to find her open slit. A long shaking 
ecstatic cry of sheer bliss rose in her throat when she felt the entire 
length of that beautiful thick steel hard prick jam into her with one 
thrusting motion. The knot was already swollen around the end of his 
shaft and it added to the sensations, the exquisite friction that 
created never before felt thrills for Bette as the dog began to fuck 
her.

She gloried in the fantastic feelings that flooded her as the dog 
fucked her with long, powerful, incredibly fast strokes that drove the 
head of his cock deep into the innermost recesses of her clinging 
clasping cunt. It was unlike any other fucking she had ever had. The 
Dane's prick was fully as thick and as long as Don's but he fucked her 
at a pace that if it had been Don, he would have come minutes before. 
Yet the dog just went on and on, the tempo and rhythm of his rapid in 
and out thrusts never sucking or slowing.

Moaning and sobbing with sheer nerve tingling delight, Bette reveled in 
the perverse excitement of being fucked by this lovely big Dane. She 
held her hips and ass motionless as the dog fucked her skillfully and 
expertly, burying the full length of his phenomenal prick, that 
incredibly stiff shaft deeper and harder into her at a fantastic speed. 
The feel of that huge oval knot rubbing against the taut walls of her 
twat had Bette sobbing with delighted rapture.

Looking up through lust fogged eyes, she saw Sally and Mike staring 
wide eyed at her being screwed. Sally had Mike's huge erection in her 
hand, jerking him off with slow steady strokes.

"Look at him go," Sally gasped excitedly. "Look at him fuck her. Oh 
Darling, let me suck your cock or fuck me while we watch Tiger fuck 
that beautiful cunt."

Sally sank to her knees in front of Mike, turning him sideways so they 
could both watch their dog screwing Bette. Her mouth opened wide to 
encompass the thick red swollen knob on the end of Mike's prick. Her 
hands gripped him by the cheeks of his ass, pulling him closer as her 
mouth slid back and forth along that thick veined cock.

"How -- long -- can -- he -- fuck," Bette gasped.

"He can go on for about twenty or twenty five minutes," Mike grunted, 
his body jerking as Sally sucked on his prick. "Once he fucked Sally 
for thirty five minutes."

"I -- don't -- think -- I -- can -- take -- much -- more. His cock -- 
is so -- big -- it's -- wearing -- out my -- cunt."

"Don't worry," Mike gasped, his hands gripping sally's bobbing head. "I 
can tell that it won't be long before he finishes."

The dog's prick seemed to grow even thicker and longer, his in and out 
strokes getting faster and Bette who had already come several times 
could feel a massive orgasm, a truly great one, building up inside her 
stretched pussy.

With a growling, whining sound, the Great Dane buried his immense prick 
to the very end in her cunt. A broken wailing cry came from Bette when 
her own orgasm met and matched the fury of the dog's. Her body was 
wracked by fearsome spasms as the savage contractions of her cunt sent 
the most agonizing thrills through her.

She could feel the hot stream of the Great Dane's come shooting into 
her tightly clamped cunt, his huge thick cock throbbing mightily each 
time he sent another spurt of dog come into her. When he withdrew 
slowly and carefully, Bette fell forward on the floor, almost 
unconscious but thoroughly satiated by the tremendous fucking she had 
just received from the dog.

Hearing wet slurping sounds of Sally actively sucking Mike off caused 
Bette to look around just as Mike stiffened and a string of lustful 
obscenities poured from him as he came. Just as he did, Sally pulled 
her mouth off his pulsating shaft and leaned back so that his thick 
white come splattered all over her heaving stiff red nippled tits.

Transfixed, Bette gaped wide-eyed as the excitedly moving Sally hand 
smeared Mike's come all over her tits, her hands spreading the thick 
cream all over those swollen mounds and especially around the thick 
erect nipples. A low sobbing scream rose from Sally's throat and her 
body shook as she experienced another shattering coming.

Later, when they had all recovered, Mike suggested a drink for them 
all.

"I second that," the wanton Sally smiled as she rubbed Mike's come off 
her tits with a towel. "Did you enjoy getting fucked by Tiger, Bette? 
Isn't he simply the greatest thing in the world? Was it really good for 
you?"

"It was out of this world," Bette replied fervently. "I've never been 
so beautifully fucked before."

"Then let's drink to fucking and sucking," Sally proposed. "To the 
beautiful dog who sucks and fucks cunts so well and to Mike's cock that 
tastes so good."

Bette swallowed her drink thirstily. The entire bit of having had Tiger 
lick her cunt, of Sally eating her pussy, and vice versa plus the 
unbelievable fucking she had just gotten, had exhausted her. Finishing 
her drink, she dressed and got ready to leave. She promised to return 
one day soon, then drove off.


CHAPTER EIGHT 


Bette and Don continued to receive letters from other couples and 
single women who had found dogs and other animals to be sexually 
exciting and satisfying. They were amazed by the number of people who 
engaged in bestiality in one form or another.

There was one letter that interested both of them very much. It was 
from a middle aged couple who had a small farm about seventy miles from 
the city. She, Marcia, said she was simply crazy about animals and that 
Jack, her husband, had also engaged in acts of bestiality with some of 
the animals on their farm.

Their letter, though explicit and frank, had not been at all offensive 
and the pictures they had enclosed showed them to be a nice looking 
average couple. After reading the letter and looking at the photograph, 
Bette and Don decided to accept their invitation to spend a weekend. 
Don called them and the Wilsons were delighted to hear from them and 
told them they would be looking forward to their visit.

"Your wife isn't prudish in any way is she?" Jack asked.

"No. Why?"

"Well, some people say they like animals but when it comes to doing the 
things they talk about, it is a different story."

"You don't have to worry about Bette, she goes the whole route and has 
with several dogs."

"That's good. Then we will be looking forward to seeing you on 
Saturday. I can promise you thrills such as you have never known 
before." Marcia said to Bette. "And I don't think your husband will 
suffer from lack of attention either."

There was just enough erotic conversation to stimulate both Don and 
Bette so they accepted the invitation.

They were pleased when they drove up to the Wilson's small but well-
kept farm. They were even more pleased when Marcia Wilson came out to 
meet them. She was a real pretty woman of about thirty five but her 
figure left nothing to be desired. The shorts she was wearing were 
extremely brief and the skimpy halter revealed a little better than 
average tits.

"Hi," she said to them, kissing each of them, her tongue darting into 
Don's mouth when she kissed him. "Jack's inside mixing up a batch of 
his favorite concoction. Now there is a sexy word for you."

Jack wasn't a bad looking man with a powerfully built body and his 
smile made both Bette and Don feel at home as did both Marcia's and his 
attitude. He handed each of them a drink and the four of them sat down 
in the comfortably furnished living room.

"There's no doubt, about all of us having the same interest, is there? 
I mean sexual relations with animals. I know some people we have met 
and had up here had a feeling of shame as if what they wanted to do was 
a dirty perversion. They got guilt feelings about making it with an 
animal."

"That's not true of us and especially Bette," Don replied. "I know that 
I can speak for her in saying that we are not kids about something like 
this so called abnormality. Bette likes it, loves to be screwed or 
eaten by our dog and frankly, I know that I find it tremendously 
exciting. He has licked me and made me come too."

"Good. I'm so glad to hear that," Marcia smiled. "Would you like to 
visit our barn? We have two dogs out there, a very well trained 
Dalmatian who is really hung and a Doberman who goes on and on and on 
forever. But, if you are willing to try something else Bette beside a 
dog, as I have, we have a real treat for you."

Bette felt herself getting terrifically excited as they walked out to 
the barn. Jack told her how they had bought the place, fixed it all up 
and loved it. Then they read an ad about pet lovers, answered it and 
the next thing they knew they found themselves caught up in bestiality. 
Looking over Bette smiled when she saw Don's arm around Marcia's slim 
waist while Marcia's slid back and forth idly across his hard-on.

Bette was glad of this. Some of the couples they had met, had only 
wanted to be fucked especially the women or tongued by the dogs, 
leaving poor Don off with a bad case of sore balls. Once the husband 
had sucked Don off and though Don had admitted later that he had 
enjoyed it, he still preferred a cunt or woman's mouth. From the way 
Marcia was acting now, Don would get his fucking or cocksucking. Marcia 
and Jack had assured them that they too both enjoyed fucking or being 
fucked by people as well as animals.

There were five animals in the barn including the two dogs. There was a 
cow, a bull and a beautiful pinto pony.

"Our horse is out in the pasture right now," Jack explained. "Later on, 
if you want, we can bring him in too."

When Bette saw the beautiful pinto pony she felt a furious pulsing in 
her cunt, a rising tide of sexual desire sweeping over her. She watched 
as Marcia walked over to the pony's stall and called for the others to 
come over and join her.

"Bette have you ever seen a pony's prick before? Well, take a look, a 
good look, at this one." Bette's blood raced in her veins when she 
looked down at that huge thick prick hanging almost a full twelve 
inches below the pony's belly. She had seen pictures of horse cocks, 
even seen those exciting pricks hanging down on horses but to be this 
close to this huge immense cock had her hotter than she had been in 
ages.

It was as thick as her wrist and the head of it looked like a monstrous 
head of a man's prick. The thick barrel was a dark greyish color with 
big splotches of bright pink. Bette could feel her cunt twitching and 
pulsing, the warm juices dribbling from between those pink lips as her 
excitement mounted. It was the longest, biggest and thickest prick she 
had ever seen.

"Oh my goodness," she gasped when she saw Marcia reach down to hold 
that immense organ in both hands, sliding them back and forth along its 
gigantic length. "What a handsome prick."

"Wait until you see how big the stallion's is. His cock makes the 
pony's seem like a toy. Why don't you show Bette and Don some of your 
little tricks Marci," Jack urged his wife, smiling at Bette and Don.

Marcia stood back and started to disrobe then suggested that the others 
do the same. Bette's heart hammered in her chest when she saw the 
immensity of Jack's stiff prick. It was long, thick and as hard as an 
iron bar. It was much bigger than Don's and she involuntarily licked 
her lips as she stared at its red tipped majestic size.

"You like big cocks," Jack said softly to her, "feel it. Go ahead. Take 
it in your hand. I don't mind."

Bette's head swam and the juices flowed copiously from her twat as her 
fingers closed around that massive prick, her fingers barely able to 
encircle its thickness. Her cunt muscles fluttered as she felt his 
stiff prick throbbing mightily and hotly in her grasp.

Hearing a sound near the pony, Bette turned to look at Marcia who was 
now as naked as the others. She did have a lovely body, compact and 
sexy with a full rounded ass, her tits not big but more than enough to 
fill each of Don's hands and her cunt was a delightful pink slit.

At Marcia's suggestion, the three of them moved closer to the stall as 
she went inside with the pony. Reaching down, Bette took Don's stiff 
hot cock in her free hand, her senses swimming at the feel of two 
beautifully hard cocks in her hands.

Her breath was coming in short, irregular gasps when she felt Jack's 
hand reach over to gently rub against her soaking wet pussy. At the 
same time, he gently inserted one finger in her contracting well 
lubricated snatch. Don slid his finger down the crack of her ass, 
slowly working the tip of it into that tight, puckered asshole.

But what excited Bette most was seeing Marcia reach down to take that 
unbelievable prick in her hands once more. She sucked in her breath, 
feeling her lungs swell, her heart beating hard and irregularly as she 
wondered what the pretty brunette was going to do. Wild, abandoned 
wanton thoughts raced through Bette's mind when she saw Marcia's hands 
sliding back and forth that incredible prick. The slow in and out 
motions of Jack's finger in her pussy, of Don's working in her asshole, 
had Bette experiencing fantastically sensually exciting sensations.

She loved the feeling of lust that threatened to swamp her. Soft moans 
of passion slipped from between her parted lips when she saw the lovely 
Marcia playing with the pony's dangling prick. It was obvious that the 
pony was well trained. He just stood there, his only signs of 
excitement were the slow lengthening and hardening of his prick and the 
way his sides heaved.

The slim lovely Marcia was lust personified as she rubbed that huge 
pony prick across her stiff nippled tits. There was a look of intense 
sexuality on her face and Bette could see the flow of white come 
trickling out of her cunt and down her legs. The sight so excited 
Bette, that her hands moved faster up and down the two stiff pricks she 
was holding. She was overcome with the strong desire, the wish to have 
that fabulously thick long pony cock in her hand or in her cunt. Her 
hands moved faster and faster now feeling the two cocks pulsate 
furiously as she jerked both men off.

Marcia was moaning wildly as she rubbed her hands up and down his cock, 
rubbing the head of it over her heaving tits, belly and hairy twat. The 
pony's load suddenly spurted out all over the wildly sobbing Marcia. At 
the same time, the cocks in Bette's hands exploded. The two streams of 
creamy white thick juices shot fully ten or fifteen feet away, each 
spurt following falling shorter and shorter until only a long, stringy 
drop fell from those deep red knobs as the two men, tremendously 
excited by Marcia's making the pony come plus the skilled jerking of 
their pricks, gasped and gurgled as they finished coming.

When the two cocks had softened and grown limp in her hand Bette wiped 
the thick warm creamy fluids off and turned just as Marcia got to her 
feet and moved toward her.

"Kiss me," the brunette breathed deeply, her come covered body 
trembling madly. "Oh please, kiss me Bette."

Caught in a frenzy of lust, Bette took the lovely brunette's body in 
her arms. Their lips mashed together, their tongues driving deep into 
one another's mouth. Bette quivered at the feel of Marcia's stiff 
peaked tits against her own, their hairy cunts grinding hard against 
one another but more thrilling than this was the feel of the pony's 
come, still warm, that squished against her body. The feel of that 
strongly pungent heavy white, slippery sperm spreading across her own 
heated flesh filled her with an overwhelming sense of sexual abandon.

Bette felt her hand slip down between Marcia's come slick thighs and 
onto her cunt. It was soft, hot and soaking wet.

"Make me come," the brunette moaned, her hips jerking back and forth in 
quick, short rapid in and out motions. "Please Bette. MAKE ME COME! 
Play with my cunt. You know what to do to make me come."

Almost hypnotized by her strong desires and animal lusts, Bette began 
to push and caress Marcia's enlarged clitoris. It was only seconds 
before the panting brunette screamed as she shook violently then went 
limp against Bette. Bette felt that pulsing cunt open, inundating her 
moving hand with her come. All she needed, Bette chuckled to herself 
was to make herself come on her hand, then she would have everyone's 
load on her hands.

By now, her entire body was throbbing with raw, wild, animal passion. 
Her pussy was palpitating frantically as her warm cunt juices continued 
to ooze out of it.

"Would you like to feel the pony's cock, Bette?" Jack asked as Marcia 
rose and moved over to stand beside Don. "I'd let you try to take his 
cock in your pussy but I don't think you are quite ready to be fucked 
by him."

The thought of having that fabulous cock in her hands, to maybe even 
lick and tongue its gigantic tubular length had Bette's blood boiling 
in her veins. She actually felt faint so powerful were her lusts. She 
stared down at that huge prick dangling below the pony's belly, 
thicker, bigger and longer than any cock she had ever seen. She was 
hot, steaming hot and needed sexual relief in any form possible right 
now. She would have agreed to doing anything if it would have relieved 
that burning itch in her cunt.

Obeying Jack's orders, she knelt beside the pony, her heart leaping 
into her throat as she reached up under the pony to feel that huge 
thick prick and take it in her hand. Swept up in a roaring tide of 
sexual abandonment, Bette moaned softly when she felt her fingers 
barely managing to encompass it, as she began to rub her hands back and 
forth along that fearsome weapon. Shock waves of the most intense 
excitement radiated through her at the feel of that wet, slippery 
prick. Feelings she had never known before assailed her, sensations 
that it was impossible to describe. As hot and as excited as she had 
been the first time she had felt a dog's prick, it was nothing compared 
to now with this unbelievable prick, this hot, slimy cock in her hands. 
To her delighted amazement, she felt it lengthen and harden even more 
as she jerked on it gently and smoothly.

"Ooooohhhh, it's fantastic. It's wonderful. I love it. What a thrill to 
feel this great big thick cock," Bette sobbed trembling with delighted 
joy. Caught up now in a swelling tide of bestial lust she stroked and 
caressed the pony's prick faster and faster.

Turning to Jack, who was kneeling beside her, his huge thick, red 
knobbed prick quivering, she asked him if she could kiss and lick it.

"Hell yes." Jack replied. "He loves that. Marcia does it to him quite a 
bit and when he comes it seems even greater than when he fucks. Wait 
I'll get the bench she uses when she sucks him."

While she was waiting, Bette turned to look at Marcia and Don. They 
both smiled at her, their eyes fastened on Bette's hands around the 
pony's cock while Marcia stroked Don's rigid shaft with loving 
caresses. As she looked, Marcia with a guttural cry of desire, fell to 
her knees in front of Don, rubbed the red tip of his hard-on back and 
forth across her lips, her tongue darting out to lick all around the 
head of it before her hands pulled Don's prick to her wide open mouth. 
Bette sucked in her breath when she saw Marcia's mouth engulf the 
entire length of Don's cock. Then, holding Don by the back of his 
thighs, Marcia began to suck him deeply.

Maddened by the stimulating erotic spectacle of her husband being 
sucked off by the sexy Marcia and the thrills that coursed through her 
feverish body, Bette felt more eager for sex than at any other time in 
her life. Her body shuddered and shivered continually from the 
tremendous excitement generated by this bizarre and furiously 
stimulating experience.

Filled with the boiling need for sexual gratification, Bette continued 
to stroke and caress that gigantic prick. Her heart pounded and 
hammered when Jack came back wheeling a low, well padded bench.

"Here. Let me get this under you. It is made so that you can just lay 
back and really enjoy yourself. I made it specially for Marcia but I 
think you will fit it fine. Besides, I will be here just in case, so 
relax Bette and really enjoy it all."

Bette lay on the soft bench, her eyes fastened on that huge flanged 
head of the pony's tremendous cock. Sliding down under him until Jack 
told her she was in the right position for sucking his cock, Bette took 
it in her hand and raised it to her lips. Her nostrils were assailed by 
a strong, pungent odor that only served to stimulate her sexual 
feelings more. Slowly she let the tip of her tongue slide around that 
immense pinkish-grey head. So overwhelming were the sensations at the 
taste of the pony cock, at the thought that she was actually licking a 
pony's prick that her cunt contracted violently and she came once more.

Recovering, she slid her mouth and lips up and down along the sides and 
underpart of the full length of that incredible prick. Her tongue 
lapped wildly at its slimy, slippery and exciting hardness, the sharp 
acrid taste unlike anything she had ever known or anything she had ever 
tasted. Back and forth she moved her mouth, kissing and licking that 
phenomenal cock, her darting tongue laving that fiercely throbbing pony 
cock with wet, ardent caresses. Reaching that gigantic head again, she 
rubbed it back and forth across her tingling lips. Her tongue licked 
and probed at that slotted opening which was much larger than a man's 
and tastier too. Her saliva literally coated that immense head as her 
juices filled her mouth. A thrill shot through her when she felt a drop 
of the pony's juices ooze out of that opening.

Unable to withstand this hammering force of her animal and bestial 
lusts, Bette opened her mouth as wide as she could and slowly slid it 
over that blunt pointed tip of the pony's cock. Her jaws ached and it 
felt as if the corners of her mouth would split as she encompassed 
every bit of that head with her mouth. A surge of pure unadulterated 
wanton passion filled her when she felt her mouth stuffed with the 
pony's cock.

Holding it steady with her hands just an inch or two behind that 
enormous head, she licked all around that swollen, throbbing cock head 
with voracious delight. Her hands eased more of it into her mouth but 
she kept her hands there so that any sudden movement of the pony would 
not force too much of his prick into her mouth. Then with weird, wild 
animalistic cries she began to suck hard on the pony's prick.

Another thrill was added when she felt Jack's mouth and tongue licking 
and lapping furiously at her juice dripping twat. His caressing tongue 
and suctioning lips transported Bette to the extreme heights of a lust 
and passionate enjoyment she had never reached before even with Kaiser 
or any of the other dogs she had been fucked by or she had sucked off. 
Her hips jerked and humped upward to press her excruciatingly tender 
pussy harder against Jack's mouth, her cunt muscles clamping around his 
tongue as it was shoved deep into her. Sharp sensations that were 
almost painful racked her when she felt her clitoris seized between his 
lips, his tongue rubbing hard back and forth across it. Her hips jerked 
violently when she felt him introduce his finger into the puckered 
tightness of her ass hole and begin to work it back and forth in rhythm 
with the probing darting thrusts of his tongue in her cunt.

Concentrating on that monstrous cock head in her mouth, Bette's 
clinging lips sucked hard on it, her mouth sliding back and forth over 
it, taking in another inch or so. Indescribable thrills ravaged her as 
that thick column of hardened bone and gristle slid in and out of her 
greedily suctioning mouth. She floated in an aura of utter sensuality, 
thrilling again and again to the feel of that tremendous cock in her 
mouth and of Jack's skillful cunt lapping and the wonderful feeling of 
his finger fucking her ass. Wave after wave of the most intense 
rapturous sexual delight rolled through her as she sucked hard on the 
pony's cock.

Her mouth moved back and forth, her tongue rolling around it faster and 
faster now. Her lips clasped hard around that head of the gargantuan 
prick. Suddenly she felt it swell and grow even thicker in her mouth. 
Then, without any warning the pony came.

His thick molten lava shot into her mouth, flooding it. Gasping and 
gagging, Bette swallowed frantically as that profuse load poured into 
her mouth in a seemingly never ending stream. Never in all her 
cocksucking experiences had she ever felt a load like this in her 
mouth. Her cheeks puffed out as that hot, sharp tasting cream filled 
her mouth and throat.

The thick cream splashed against the back of her throat as spurt after 
spurt of it shot from that throbbing prick. It tasted oddly sweet, yet 
was very strong tasting as it slid down her throat. She could feel it 
oozing out of the corners of her mouth as she was unable to take it all 
and it felt hot and sticky as it slid down her cheeks down her neck and 
onto her chest. Finally unable to take any more of that gushing torrent 
without choking, Bette pulled the still shooting pony prick out of her 
mouth. Long stringy tendrils of thick come trailed from the distended 
pony cock to her lips and she licked avidly at them, wanting to taste 
and feel that exhilarating sperm. She swallowed it greedily, her lips 
savoring the taste. She could feel drops of his almost scalding hot 
load dripping down onto her heaving stomach as the pony's prick dangled 
over her.

The way that huge shaft had throbbed, the tremendous flood of his load 
plus Jack's cunt licking and cunt sucking brought her to any even more 
violent climax than before. Her cunt contracted with almost painful 
spasms and she felt her load being sucked up into Jack's mouth, his 
tongue licking deep inside that palpitating pussy as he sought for and 
obtained every last drop of her come.

Slowly Bette pushed herself back and from under the heaving underside 
of the pony. Her mouth felt oddly empty now that his immense shaft had 
been removed from it. Looking back, she saw that foot and a half now 
limp rock, the head and several inches behind it, slimy and wet covered 
with her saliva. A tremor shook her when she saw the huge drops of 
thick creamy white juices dropping from the end of the pony's cock in 
long stringy drops.

The four of them made their way back up to the house all still bare-
assed naked since there was no longer any need for modesty and being so 
far away from anyone else there was no need to worry about being seen.

They sat in the living room, having a drink and Marcia told them how 
she had started with animals, a dog, then a goat, and finally their 
stallion.

"You have no idea how I get when I feel that horse cock fucking me. It 
is the greatest thing I have ever felt."

She and Jack talked about their sexual experiences and Bette had to 
smile when she saw the size of Don's hard-on. There was no doubt that 
all this sex talk was getting to him. It was getting to her too and she 
could feel her cunt begin to tingle. Hearing all the lurid, explicit 
details of Marcia's experiences had Bette's tits swelling, the nipples 
rigid and aching, her pussy wild with fierce trembling spasms. When 
Marcia suggested going back to the barn so they could see her getting 
fucked by the horse, everyone went down. The girls laughed when the 
men's pricks stood up and out fully erect. They walked down to the barn 
with Bette holding Jack's thick shaft and Marcia Don's.

The stallion had already been brought in by Jack who had fixed up the 
special harness he said they always used whenever Marcia was fucked 
this way. Bette's hand tightened around Jack's hard-on when she saw 
just a part of the stallion's cock hanging below his belly. It was 
truly monstrous. His prick was thicker and much longer than the pony's. 
Frenetic sexual impulses raced through Bette when Marcia asked her if 
she would like to feel his cock.

"Don't worry, he's very well trained and well behaved," Jack assured 
her. "He loves to have someone play with his cock, so just relax and 
enjoy yourself."

Moving to the side of the horse, Bette slid a trembling, shaking hand 
under the big belly. Her hand slid back slowly and a gasp escaped her 
as her fingers encountered that gigantic prick. She felt as if it were 
a huge thick hard fire hose.

"It's a big one, isn't it?" Marcia chuckled when she saw Bette hold 
that immense cock between her two hands, her fingers just about 
encircling the huge rod. "Wait until it really gets hard. Then it gets 
thicker and oh so much longer. I love it when it reaches its full 
length and he fucks me."

"You mean," Don asked incredulously "that you actually take his cock in 
your cunt and let him fuck you?"

"I certainly do," Marcia smiled, her voice already thick with lust. 
"His cock is five and a half inches in diameter and damned near 
fourteen and a half inches long. Bette, would you like to feel the head 
of it rubbing up against your pussy? Don't try to take it in you 
though. He'd rip you apart with that monster of a cock. You haven't 
been stretched enough to take even the head of it in you."

"I'd love to feel it against my cunt," Bette cried eagerly. "But how 
can I?"

Once again Jack wheeled in another contraption similar to the one Bette 
had rested on when she had sucked the pony off but it was higher and 
with a different type construction. When he had it under the horse and 
positioned just right for her, he told Bette to lay down on it and let 
her legs hang. Bette, her heart pounding madly, stretched out on the 
padded bench, her eyes glued to that monstrous shaft.

Her heart was beating as if it would burst right out of her chest and 
her breathing was quick and irregular. Her cunt was pulsing and 
throbbing, the creamy juices oozing out from between the pink soft 
lips. She felt her pussy contract and sobbed as she felt the hot liquid 
dripping down between the cheeks of her ass.

"You just lay still and pull your cunt lips wide open. Spread your legs 
wide too," Jack told her. "I'll rub the head of his cock against your 
cunt."

Bette felt faint and dizzy from the unimaginable sensations that shook 
her when she felt Jack rub that immense head up and down along the 
outside lips of her cunt. Her head rolled and tossed, her hips heaving 
when she felt that smooth knob sliding up and down, the tip of it just 
between her cunt lips. With an impulsive motion, Bette reached down and 
pulled her cunt lips open. At the same time, she thrust her hips 
forward and upward.

"Put him in me. Please. Let me feel that beautifully big prick in my 
cunt. I want to feel his horse cock in me."

She felt Jack press that phenomenally big horse cock into her juicy, 
slippery twat. A shrill wild cry of agonizing ecstasy broke from Bette 
when she felt that steel hard knob rubbing up against her clitoris. So 
terrific were the thrills and feelings that her cunt convulsed into 
another shattering orgasm.

Feeling that exquisitely exciting prick removed from her cunt, Bette's 
eyes snapped open.

"Don't take it away. Oh please Jack. Put it back. Don't take his cock 
away. It didn't hurt. I just came when I felt it rubbing against my 
cunt. Do it again. Bring it back. Put more of his cock into my cunt. 
Now. Please."

She was almost out of her mind with the desire to be fucked by the 
horse, to feel that magnificent horse cock in her pussy. She just had 
to have him in her, even if it were only an inch.

"Don't let him get more than just an inch into her cunt," Marcia said. 
"Her pussy is not as big as mine is and she could really get hurt if 
she tries to take too much of it. Any more than just a bit and he'd rip 
her snatch apart."

"I don't care," Bette screamed. "I want to be fucked by a horse's cock. 
Now."

Her breath burned in her throat when she felt Jack ease that huge head 
of the horse's cock in between her puffy cunt lips once more. Her teeth 
bit into her lower lip to stifle the anguished cries that rose in her 
throat when she felt that great knob pressing into her, forcing her 
cunt lips further apart than they had ever been. Again Bette suffered a 
shattering, delightful climax.

The pain was intense but Bette loved it. Feeling that horse cock almost 
ripping the tissue of her cunt made her come again. A sharp pain tore 
through her as more of that impossible prick was eased into her cunt.

She felt her cunt being stretched to the breaking point as she thrust 
her hips forward, his prick filling her cunt in a way no one ever had 
before. It just seemed as if someone had stuffed a big, warm, slippery 
pole up her cunt and held it there. Unable to bear the pain any longer, 
Bette pushed herself backward and away from that huge fearsome cock.

Don was beside her immediately, holding and comforting her.

"Oh Don, what an exquisite pain and such unbelievable pleasure having 
him in me. It was bestial but oh how I loved feeling his horse cock in 
my cunt. I loved it."

After checking her to make sure she had not been injured, Marcia took 
her place under the horse. Bette could see the raw wanton look in 
Marcia's eyes as she reached down to take that thick shaft in her hands 
and bring it up to her creamy slick cunt.

Bette's hand gripped Don's fiercely throbbing cock as she stared 
unbelievably as that huge blunt deep reddish black head disappeared 
into Marcia's pussy. She could see the brunette's cunt lips being 
distended almost to the splitting point as more and more of that 
incredible prick was eased up into her.

Marcia's face was a contorted mask of tortured sex as more and still 
more of that long thick prick was swallowed up by her fantastic cunt. 
Wild sobs of animal pleasure filled the room and Bette realized it was 
her own voice. Unable to withstand the demanding lust that permeated 
her body, she fell to her knees in front of her husband. "Fuck me. Oh 
fuck me you big cocked bastard. Put your big stiff prick in my cunt and 
fuck me until I cannot walk."

Bracing herself on her knees, Bette stared at the debauched perversion 
taking place less than a foot from her. The head of the horse's cock 
was deep inside Marcia now and Bette could feel the stiff rod slip up 
from her cunt to her asshole.

"There. Yes. There. In my ass. Put your prick in my ass and fuck me. I 
want it there. In my ass."

Harsh guttural animal like screams ripped from her when she felt Don's 
cock drive hard and fast into that tight, narrow opening. The pain was 
excruciating as that thick shaft stretched the taut flesh around her 
asshole. In her mind, her ass was Marcia's cunt, the cunt that was 
being stretched wide by the horse's cock.

There was a look of undeniable bliss on Marcia's face as that monster 
of a cock began to fuck her. The horse's haunches moved back and forth 
slowly, with gentle in and out thrust. Marcia's body shook repeatedly 
as she experienced orgasm after orgasm, her hips never ceasing or 
slowing their wild undulations, but they were carefully controlled 
motions as her multiple orgasms shook her.

"Oh. Oh. Oh. It's so good. His prick feels so huge in me. It's 
stretching and tearing my cunt but I love every bit of it. I love to 
feel him fucking me. It's so good to have a horse cock fucking me. I 
just wish I could take every bit of that beautiful prick in me."

Her hoarse gurgling sounds and sobs changed to a wailing scream of pure 
savage lust.

"He's coming. He's going to shoot his hot, thick, darling come into my 
cunt. Ooooooohhh. Aaaaaaaaggghhh. Now. Oh you fucking horse. You big 
cock animal. Flood my pussy with your thick creamy load into me, make 
me feel it up in my throat."

Marcia's scream was one of sheer lustful gratification as her cunt was 
inundated with the horse's load.

Bette moaned excitedly swearing she could see Marcia's belly swell as 
the horse pumped his tremendously long thick load into her. The thick 
greyish white fluids poured out around his cock forming a huge puddle 
under Marcia's quivering ass.

When Jack finally pulled his wife back and off of that fabulous cock, 
Bette sobbed when she saw the thick juices of the horse's come pouring 
out from between those roughened reddened cunt lips. There was a 
torrent of thick cream that kept oozing out of Marcia's battered but 
satiated twat.

At the same moment, she was hit by the stunning force of her own 
coming. As her body jerked and twisted, she felt Don come in her ass, 
his hot lava flooding the tight covering of her ass. Unable to bear the 
tumultuous feelings that ripped at her every nerve and muscle, Bette 
emitted a soft sob then fell forward in faint. When she came to, the 
others were gathered around her. She was amazed to see the calm, placid 
look of satisfaction on the pretty Marcia's face. It seemed impossible 
after what she had just been through.

They went back to the house where they showered and then Bette and Don 
dressed. When they were leaving, they promised to come back and soon.

"I've just got to feel that horse's cock fuck me," she said.

"It will take a little time," Marcia smiled, "but you can start on the 
pony the next time you come up. As big as his cock is, it isn't nearly 
as thick as the horse's."

On the way home, Bette sat back, her head on the back of the seat, her 
mind imagining once more that it was the big stallion prick that had 
fucked her. She knew that one day she and Don were going to come back 
here so she could take that horse's cock all the way in her cunt and 
know the thrills of being fucked by a stallion. But for the present, 
she had Don, Greg, Sultan and her own beloved Kaiser with his big 
sharply pointed prick and that adorable tongue. There were more too, 
those countless legions of people who believed that bestiality was one 
of life's greatest joys, just as she did.

Snuggling close to her husband, Bette put her hand over onto his cock, 
her mind filled with the many erotic day dreams of the wonderful 
fucking times yet to come.


The End