Peter Brewster

Strange perversion

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 mefuck 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 Keanes' within a half hour. Twenty minutes later, she pulled up into the Keanes' 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 Wilsons' 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 Marcia," 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 cfock, 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.

Content

Peter Brewster
Strange perversion

CHAPTER ONE

CHAPTER TWO

CHAPTER THREE

CHAPTER FOUR

CHAPTER FIVE

CHAPTER SIX

CHAPTER SEVEN

CHAPTER EIGHT