It's been said that every person has some dark passion within his soul-some hidden secret, desire, or whim that may never surface to be seen by even the closest confidante. Such a secret can be evil and sinister, or it may be trivial and In America, such dark passion are easily submerged and hidden by the complexities of everyday living. Yet sometimes dark passions surface-and such taboo subjects as bestiality have to be dealt with.
KENNEL DAUGHTER is a dramatic representation of women who dare to let their most base desires and passions come to the fore, there are some of the few who are willing to accept the consequences, be it reward or punishment, or allowing themselves to be sexually liberated. Their story is a startling insight into the lives of people who dare to deal with the darker sides of their own sexual natures.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
Jenny Masey woke up horny, depressed and wishing she'd never made that final promise to her father. The last thing she'd vowed before he died was that she'd take care of his dogs, that she'd protect the reputation of Masey's Kennels and keep the business going, no matter what.
But things change. Her mother started drinking heavily the night Mr. Masey died and, two years later, she still hadn't come up for air. Then her older brother, Jeff, took a job in Colorado because he said the business made him miss their father too much. So, here she was, still not out of high school, and she was stuck in a breeding kennel fifty miles from civilization.
One July morning she hurried to the barn at seven-thirty and discovered she had at least four bitches in heat. Her day had begun. She stood in the sun-warmed entrance to the breeding barn, letting the heat caress her back for a moment. It was going to be a long, hot summer, she feared, as she briefly allowed her hand to linger on the sensitive place between her legs. The heat in her panties was hotter than July would ever get and she longed for the time and privacy she'd need to satisfy her familiar itch. She'd finger-fucked herself so many times lately that she wondered if the crinkled dampness on her middle finger might not become permanent. She lifted her finger and gently sniffed, certain she could still detect a musky aroma from last night's private pleasure feast. She smiled. There appeared to a be a spongy area around her fingertip, a sweet softness that threatened to reveal her private secret to the world.
Regretfully, she forced her daydreams to end. There would be time for fantasies and soft, narcissistic touches later.
Old Bellows was already busy feeding the pups. They were such a frisky, yapping bunch that Jenny usually asked him to take care of them. He'd been with her father for more than thirty years and she knew she'd keep him on as long as he lived. However, just seeing the poor old man this morning made her throbbing cunt twitch.
He didn't know it, but he'd been responsible for her earliest fantasies and, because he'd unknowingly stimulated her young imagination, Jenny always associated him with the moment her tiny hand had discovered the pleasure she could derive from her greedy pussy.
It happened when she was really little. Her father had given her a summer job helping Bellows feed the dogs every morning and every night. Bellows was skinny, and for years he'd worn bib overalls-only bib overalls-all summer long. When he leaned over to pour the food into the puppy's bowls, Jenny could get a clear view of his thin chest with its sprinkling of gray curly hair. And she could see another patch of gray, bushy hair farther down, a patch she instinctively knew she shouldn't study.
But Bellows always bent over for so long, lingering above those bowls as if his tired body could move no faster.
And Jenny looked. She not only looked but she studied the things she saw in Bellow's big overalls-a round tummy that made her feel warm and funny inside even though his skin wasn't tight and hard like her father's, the fine silky hairs that covered his body and, best of all, the wonderful, fleshy thing that swung freely between his legs.
Once, when she'd been looking in Bellows' overalls for more than a year, she thought she saw him waiting for her to get finished looking before he stood up. Her face got all hot, and she wondered if he knew how her hand had found her pussy and how she'd learned to move it round and round on all the nice, soft places when she was in bed at night and she thought about his long, dangling thing.
Today she smiled, watching the old man move slowly through his chores. He still wore the bib overalls and he still bent from the waist whenever he filled the bowls. Sometimes, just for old time's sake, Jenny stood in the shadows of the barn and watched that fleshy cock of his swing back and forth as the old man worked. She was old enough now to suspect the aged gentleman had an unusually fine cock, one that must have pleasured many a woman when he'd been young.
She could hear the dogs whining and she knew the males were aware the bitches were in heat. She would have no need to think about Bellows' aging cock today. She'd soon be wrestling massive male Dobermans toward the breeding cages, males with cocks that often hung eight inches from their bellies when the scent was strong in the barn.
"Stop that, Tony!" she yelled, rounding a corner in time to see one of her best breeders mounting another male.
Jenny had to laugh. This bunch was even hornier than she was. She pulled Tony down and told him to sit.
"I understand more than you think, you horny old bastard," she laughed.
Without meaning to, she let her gaze wander to Tony's cock. It was primed and ready to go. Her cunt felt wet and itchy. Embarrassed and ashamed, she slammed the door and headed for the females.
Lately Jenny had found herself watching the dogs with an unnatural interest, and she constantly had to force images of their hard, pointed cocks from her mind when she was trying to go to sleep. She'd heard some boys at school whispering about fucking sheep and her cunt had burned for days. She imagined that if a boy could fuck a ewe, then a girl might just possibly get fucked by a dog. The thought shocked her, but it popped back into her mind often, especially when she saw one of the Dobermans with a huge hard-on.
Sometimes she tried to rationalize. She might never lose her virginity out here at this Godforsaken kennel. Then, those dogs would look better and better as the years went by. Just thinking of spending the rest of her life with an alcoholic mother and a business that took almost every spare minute of her time made Jenny want to cry. Those deep and pounding longings between her legs grew stronger every day and the only cocks around belonged to a pack of dogs and an ancient old man.
Last week Jenny had wakened from a dream where she'd been fucking one of the dogs. She'd felt awful but good at the same time. All day long she'd remembered the dreamy feeling of that dog's hot cock pushing into her virginal cunt, the dreamy sight of her body being pummeled from behind by a massive creature who clawed her and clung to her back in the same way she'd often watched the dogs roughly take their females. Her cunt stayed wet for hours that day and her hand strayed into her panties at every opportunity.
She had stroked the juicy folds of her cunt lips and plunged her finger into her tight pussy hole; and no matter how hard she tried to keep the image out of her mind, the vision of her body being deeply fucked by a Doberman came back over and over again.
She was relieved to reach the female's run. She found the four bitches in heat readily, and began moving them one by one to the breeding runs. Each female would be placed in a separate pen. There, she would breed only with the male Jenny chose for her.
The kennel was well-known around the country, and its animals were highly regarded. Some were bred for security, some for gentleness and a few were even bred to kill.
The fourth bitch she had to move today was the female she used to breed her most vicious attack dogs. Queenie had never hurt Jenny, but she never made the mating easy.
"Don't fight it, Queenie!" Jenny yelled.
She was pulling and pushing and doing every other thing she could think to do to avoid entering the ran. Jenny felt the dog's paws on her shoulder as the animal actually tried to climb her body in an effort to get away. Reluctantly, Jenny struck her once across the snout.
"Get in there, silly," she said, giving her one last hard push into the wire ran. "You know you like to fuck. I've watched you more than once and you hump your sweet ass long after the job's done."
The Doberman eyed the girl coldly, walked to the end of the run and sprawled heavily against the wire.
"You'll thank me later," Jenny laughed. "I promise."
Now she just had to bring the males.
There were ten males in the long ran this morning and all of them wanted to help. They'd yelped themselves hoarse to get Jenny's attention, she knew. After years of smelling the scent, then being chosen for a good fuck, all of her dogs were smart enough to know today could be their lucky day.
When Jenny walked into the run, she closed the gate behind her as usual. The metallic clang had barely stopped reverberating when Tony began to circle the girl with a strange expression on his face.
"Still horny, fella?" she asked. "I hate to tell you this, but you're not one of the fortunate four. Your lady is still nursing."
He growled, and she stared at him, frightened for the first time she could remember. The dogs never bared their teeth or got really out of hand. Behind Tony, she could see two or three other males acting strangely. One was licking his balls and displaying a hard-on so large that Jenny jumped. The dogs only got that big when they were with a female, just before penetration.
Suddenly Tony stuck his nose up against Jenny's crotch, growled deeply again and nipped at her shorts.
"What's wrong with you, Tony?" she demanded.
She wanted to sound fierce, more than fierce, but a pounding had begun in her cunt the moment his snout touched her, and she was fighting for breath.
He pulled his head back, but only for a moment. Dread, her largest male, started forward, but Tony snapped and growled. Tony had always been the leader in this group and he was proving it today. Jenny's emotions boiled as she watched the power-play. At least two dogs had circled behind her and they seemed to be guarding the gate against her escape.
She could still feel the tingling sensation of shame and pleasure where Tony had shoved his snout. The morning's thoughts and fantasies had brewed a real gusher in her cunt and Tony's strong touch had unleashed it. Now, acutely aware of Queenie's scent which clung to her bare legs and thighs, Jenny felt a thick stream of pussy-juice begin to run wantonly down her leg.
Tony was quick to spot it and he actually licked his lips. Then he slowly and deliberately moved toward the girl, his long, firm tongue lolling. Jenny watched the whole scene and knew she was going to do whatever the massive Doberman wanted. She didn't know if she had a choice, but it didn't really matter. The sight of that lolling tongue heated her cunt like a torch and rekindled all the stored-up images of old Bellows' swinging cock.
The years of waiting were over. Whatever happened, this dog was going to relieve her engorged pussy. If he decided he preferred one of the bitches, it was simply too late. Jenny would roll him over and take what she'd been needing for so long.
But her worries were needless. In another long stride, he reached her, and with a practiced tongue he lapped the thick stream of pussy-juice into his mouth. He seemed to taste it, as if comparing human females with the more familiar Doberman bitches. Jenny decided he liked what he'd found because he went back for more, pushing the soft, silky material of her shorts away. Her panties still clung to her crotch and a great volume of hot cunt-juice had already seeped through the thin fabric.
Tony took a greedy, long tongue full, and Jenny's legs shook with the pleasure that rushed through her body. She knew she had to sink to the floor or she would die on her feet. The hot joy was so wonderful. She lowered her body slowly, not wanting Tony to stop or to interrupt his actions for even a moment. His eyes were glued to the warm, wet thicket between Jenny's legs and she longed to feel his mouth buried deep in her cuntal forest.
For a moment she feared the other dogs, but she soon realized Tony had staked his claim to her the moment she'd closed the gate. While two or three of the dogs still massaged their engorged pricks with their tongues and eyed her morosely, not a single dog made a move toward her body as she settled onto the cool floor.
Tony's eyes were still riveted on her crotch, and his thick tongue still stabbed slowly about, as if showing the girl that what great promise the next few minutes held. She could see his enormous cock with its fat shaft that thickened down to his heavy ball sac. Within the sac, his balls trembled, actually vibrated with his desire. The upper end of his cock swelled even as Jenny watched it. She stared as his bright cock tip strained against the sheath that had once held it. His cock tip was pointed, as it had to be to enter the tight bitches.
She thought of her own pussy, knowing it had to be tight. Tight and virginal. Her mind raced back to the boys who'd fucked the ewe, and she silently prayed that Tony, now that he had her so horny, would not stop until he'd fucked her virginity into history.
Tony positioned himself between her legs and then slowly brought his own body to a semi-prone position. She could still see his thick cock and his pretty, pointed cocktip, and as he lowered himself to his haunches and got comfortable, Jenny relaxed.
His tongue snaked out again. This time he ran the length of it over the softness of the girl's inner thighs, stopping each long stroke just short of grazing her sizzling cunt. She wanted to grab him, shove his head into her burning pussy, but the pleasure she felt warned her instinctively that she should have the patience to wait.
She pulled her panties roughly to one side, exposing her creamy cunt slit in its entirety. She could feel the air caress her downy pussy hairs and blow across her tortured clit. Her feverish eyes traveled to his cock, and she could see it twitch with the passion he controlled so well. This marvelous creature was making her believe that he had actual reasoning powers, knew enough to build her to a fever pitch before getting down to serious fucking.
Her cunt lips swelled until she feared they would close. She couldn't imagine being betrayed by her own body that way. Then she remembered the sharp tip on Tony's fuck-shaft, the tip that was designed to enter the smallest opening before spreading it wide to accept the massive bulk that followed.
Her fingers slid over her cunt with pleasure as Tony's wonderful mouth worked its way around her pussy-muff. Licking, stabbing, stroking, he drove her wild. She felt his massive tongue dart into her ass-hole twice before he decided he liked it well enough to slurp and nip the tender flesh there for five or six glorious minutes. Jenny's heart felt like it was going to explode with lust, and Tony hadn't even reached her cunt yet.
As he continued to drill his tongue into her spasming ass-hole, he rose and skillfully turned, straddling her trembling body with his sinewy bulk.
She knew instantly what he wanted and she was more than happy to oblige. This wonderful dog was making her most shameful dreams come true, but they no longer seemed shameful-only natural and pleasurable. Jenny was past believing that anything that felt this good could be wrong.
She reached up and pulled Tony's marvelous cock into her hands, almost quivering at the sheer joy of being allowed to touch perfection. As his. bright pink cock tip slid softly between her lips, she began to suck greedily.
Who said dogs were man's best friend! she wondered. She had a crazy vision of lonely women all over the world, women who were nestled snugly in their beds beside a loving dog and, who, in indescribable joy, slurped fat cocks into their eager, loving mouths.
Jenny's mouth became a sucking machine, a wildly ecstatic vacuum. She didn't feel strange giving head to Tony. After all, he'd just returned her sanity and given her hope for the future. They panted and heaved, sixty-nining themselves slowly.
Four times her cunt went berserk, spasming into climaxes that made her finger-fucking sessions look like a Sunday-school exercise. Finally, as she pulled Tony's swollen fuck-shaft deep into her throat, she felt him start to come. His body stiffened and his teeth raked almost painfully across Jenny's tender cunt. Great wads of sweet Doberman cum shot into her mouth, creamy streams of delight that sent her mind soaring.
When the raw spasms ended, the girl and the dog changed positions as if they'd communicated silently. She slid the silky panties off her body and proudly got down on all fours, her glistening cunt poised as close to Tony as she could get it.
"Here's my virginity, sweet," she whispered. "Nobody can have it but you."
He lapped her cunt four or five times from behind, drilling desire back into her already passion-crazed body. She staged between her legs, searching out his cock, and sighed with delight when she saw it. It was still lust-swollen and his cockhead throbbed before her eyes.
He mounted Jenny like she'd always imagined a gentle man would. The sweet point of his prick found its mark, and his thickness soon filled her. A slight tearing, more pleasure than pain, told the young girl she was a woman at last.
Then, in full view of the other dogs, Jenny and Tony fucked from one orgasm to another. Everywhere the girl looked, there were Dobermans panting and looking at her hungrily. And every time she saw another big cock cock swell into a hard-on. Jenny would get such an itch in her cunt, she would thrust herself hard against Tony's fuck-pole and they'd go again.
She felt almost sorry for the other Dobermans when she and Tony finally fell exhausted to the floor. Still, she was hooked now, and maybe some of the others would get a chance in the future.
Late in the afternoon, just in time to meet the vet, Jenny dragged her wonderfully sated body through the gate. She'd sucked Tony again before she left, and she knew she'd come back to the run often. Masey's Kennels suddenly seemed like the only place in the world where she wanted to live.
CHAPTER TWO
Doctor Allison was just pulling into the long driveway when Jenny walked slowly out of the barn. She felt her cheeks grow warm with embarrassment as she quickly studied herself. Everything looked all right. Her shorts were in place and there were no telltale signs of the orgy she'd so recently enjoyed.
"How you doing, Jenny?" Dr. Allison asked.
He was carrying his black bag as usual, and the girl studied his muscular, hairy arms. She loved to watch him work with the dogs and maneuver around the barn. As she studied him, he studied her. Jenny could feel his eyes burn hotly into her flesh as his gaze strayed over her large tits and then centered on the barely covered hot thicket between her legs. For a moment she became nervous again that he might be able to tell about Tony and about what she'd done with the Doberman.
She knew that was foolish, though. Dr. Allison had been staring at her body like this since her body had begun to grow. Jenny had developed huge tits early and she'd become aware just how they affected men. Her father and her brother had also stared a lot, but never when they knew she could see them.
She looked boldly into his eyes, as if challenging him for the first time. "like what you see?" she purred. The fire in her pussy was alive again, and she wondered if Tony had started an inferno that would never be extinguished.
"I've always liked what I see out here at Masey's," the doctor replied. "Tell me. Doesn't a beautiful little girl like you get mighty lonely?" He shifted his feet with a slight trace of nervousness and Jenny glanced at his crotch. A thick lump was forming under his zipper and she boldly stared, watching it grow larger before her eyes.
"Not too lonely. I get visitors like you," she paused and smiled," and there's always the dogs."
He drew in a deep breath, the bulge in his pants grew unbelievably large and a tiny stain began to form at the tip of his clearly outlined cock.
She was enjoying this sex play, emboldened by the new experience she'd gained from Tony. She laughed and a warm flush of lust colored her cheeks.
Dr. Allison just stared at her. His color had changed, too. He seemed red and flushed enough to explode. Wanting to enjoy her new power, Jenny stooped in the drive to pick a weed. She knew her low-cut blouse would fall, revealing her swollen tits and the pink flush Tony had left on them.
She heard the doctor groan and knew her power was limitless. She swayed from side to side, picking one weed after another, an innocent young maiden absent-mindedly tidying her lawn.
Dr Allison moaned, no longer trying to conceal his desire. Jenny glanced inside her blouse and giggled. Her young tits were almost entirely exposed. She was reveling in the feeling of exhibitionism. She realized her bra was back in the barn, back where she'd tossed it during her frenzied fuck-session with Tony. She hadn't meant to be quite this blatant, but now that it had happened, the girl felt a rush of pleasure.
She stood at last and looked into the doctor's eyes. "Where do you want to start?"
"In the barn," he squeaked. "In the barn."
Over her shoulder she saw old Bellows watching curiously as she headed through the door with Dr. Allison. Perhaps the old man saw the doctor's hard-on, she thought. As she closed the heavy door, she thought how it served the old bastard right. He'd had as much fun with his bib overalls all those years ago as she'd just had with her blouse. That late discovery made her feel like a fool, but she was too horny to be mad.
The barn was in shadow and a slightly musky odor filled the air. Jenny half-imagined it might be the scent left by her romp with Tony. A few pitiful whines could be heard in the barn, and she regretted neglecting the dogs earlier in the day. The bitches had been trapped needlessly in the mating runs and the four studs she'd meant to take to them had been forced instead to watch her and Tony have a wild orgy.
She wondered if Dr. Allison would think it strange that the bitches were alone in the pens or that, with the presence of such strong female scent, all the males were still in their run.
Dr. Allison set his bag down close to the door, and Jenny could hear his breath coming in loud gulps. She pretended nothing was unusual and started toward the back of the barn.
"Which dogs did you want to begin with?" she asked. "Males, bitches or pups?"
He didn't say a word and she turned to to look at him. She saw him rubbing hard on the bulge in his pants.
"All the dogs need booster shots don't they?" She continued to pretend that this trip to the barn was routine.
He nodded dumbly, trying to make his hand stay away from his swollen fuck-tool which had begun to visibly pulsate by now.
Jenny watched him, moving ever farther into the barn. As she shuffled her feet backward, keeping her gaze locked with him, she pretended to stumble over something on the floor. She stopped, giggled and stooped low to retrieve the phantom item. She felt the rush of cool air that kissed her fully exposed tits and, again, she reeled with the power she had over this man.
An anguished groan swept from this throat and he moved forward swiftly, pulling her to her feet and crushing his hot body against hers.
She drew back as if startled. "Dr. Allison! What are you doing?"
He seemed bewildered and just stared at her with starved and pleading eyes. Pity shook Jenny's soul and she dropped the pretense. With passion burning from the depths of her no-longer virginal body, she snaked her arms around his waist and turned her hungry, swollen lips upward, seeking his mouth.
The throbbing rock-hardness of his fuck-pole was pressed against her belly, and she was reminded by a twinge of pain in the deepest recesses of her body, that only hours before she'd felt Tony's wonderful cock filling her pussy to overflowing, filling her until he'd pushed its huge length deep inside her womb.
She wondered for a moment if a man would ever give her as much pleasure as Tony had. Her fingers began to work expertly at the doctor's belt buckle as his mouth covered hers, and his tongue started moving in and out of her throat like a piston. She had to admit it was a very pleasurable sensation.
They sank slowly to the floor not more than twenty feet from the run where the male dogs sat. Jenny could feel their eyes, their curiosity, as she thrashed wildly on the floor with the doctor. Once, out of the corner of her eye, she thought she saw Tony standing with his paws pressed against his wire prison. That's not possible, she reassured herself, as passion swept her away. Dogs couldn't get jealous.
Dr. Allison's tongue was growing more insistent, more demanding, and Jenny moaned. She returned the hot, deep-throated kiss by plunging her tongue as deeply into the man's mouth as possible. Then she withdrew her own tongue so she could concentrate on sucking his. The whole thing reminded her of her earlier activity, and she wanted to pleasure the man's tongue with the same long, sucking sensations Tony had seemed to love on his prick.
He groaned. His tongue seemed to vibrate as she drew her mouth up and down his oral shaft. Before long she was imagining she had a cock between her lips and her mouth went wild. It was crazy. She almost came just from sucking the doctor's rigid tongue.
His hands were frantic. In only a few minutes he had her blouse off and her large tits were bared to the cool air in the barn. He slid his body down until his mouth loomed inches from her tortured nipples.
"Squeeze them," Jenny rasped, knowing for the first time the things she had missed with Tony. Some things only a man could do.
His hands and lips closed around her tits at the same time, and she thought she would die from pleasure. She felt his teeth working gently but firmly. Her nipple-peaks leaped, and she twisted her body in his grasp. With one hand he was stroking her belly, and she wanted the feeling to go on forever. The sweat of their passion had made her tummy slick and his fingers slid easily down to her crotch. Already his hands were tearing at her soft shorts and panties.
She lifted her hips and moaned like one of the bitches in heat. She'd never felt this kind of pleasure, and her body seemed to be drawn as tight as a bow, waiting to see how intense the sensations would get. How much could she take? With Tony, it had been wonderful and very long-lasting. But fucking the doctor was different-could a person die from such exhilaration?
Jenny decided it didn't matter. At this point she would do it anyway. She spread her legs very wide and helped the doctor enter her wet pussy with his fingers. She felt a tiny twinge of guilt, wondering if he'd touch her cunt if he knew Tony's sweet cock had thrust there so recently. Still, she didn't know where the doctor's cock had been all afternoon. Love was a gamble.
His finger stroked her tender, engorged clit and all other thoughs fled from her mind. It was like a banquet of delight, as her body shuddered and twisted with each new sensation. The doctor's fingers tweaked her clit in the same way they'd tweaked her nipples.
He began to tear off his clothes. She thought she'd go crazy. Her cunt thrashed and dribbled hot juices onto the floor. She felt the warmth of her cunt-juice running under her ass. Her nipples were swollen beyond belief, and the tit-flesh surrounding them was taut with pressure and pleasure. Her lips were still bruised from his kisses and her mouth gaped, sucking at phantom cocks and tongues as she tossed her head from side to side, wanting anything, absolutely anything, to be thrust roughly between her lips. In desperation, she drew her own thumb into her mouth and sucked at it dementedly.
Dr. Allison had slid down again and now he was spreading her cunt lips with his shaking fingers as he stared with fascination at her creamy, glazed cunt. He just looked and looked, licking his lips every now and again. The expression on his face was driving Jenny to new heights of passion. After what seemed an eternity, he slowly and deliberately buried his face in her cunt, letting his tongue and mouth take in and taste the cum and lust remnants from her earlier romp.
Just the feel of his rigid tongue against her sensitive nub of a clit sent her jerking about on the floor. He must have thought she was the fastest cum in the West. Jenny didn't care. Pleasure was all she wanted now, and she wanted all she could get. She wrapped both legs around his head, pulling him tightly against her pussy. She was so wet she was afraid he'd actually slide away. She could feel his tongue working in and out of her cunt-hole and she screamed loudly.
His fingers had lost their hold on her pussy-lips, and she felt him shove his hands under her ass. Then he began to squeeze her ass-cheeks and lift her up and down with a lusty, lewd rhythm, a rhythm that allowed his fat, hard tongue full entry to her cum-slicked pussy. She squeezed her tits hard, wanting to feel sensations everywhere at once.
"Let me suck you," she gasped, knowing that if she didn't have something in her mouth soon she might consume her own tongue.
Somehow he shifted around until his massive cock loomed over her face and, with all the moving, he didn't miss a single stroke with his magic tongue. Her clit and her cunt were both sizzling, and she cried out with yet another orgasm before she could draw his sweet fuck-pole into the depths of her hungry mouth.
When the shuddering stopped, Jenny pulled his cock toward her with the same greedy lust she'd felt for Tony such a short time ago. The two cocks were very different. The doctor's was thicker but shorter, and his had a bulbous knob at the end where Tony's sweet point had been. Both made her long for great spurts of cum. Both made her forget normal life, normal chores and everything else. Jenny realized she was obsessed with cocks and the sucking and fucking they provided.
She popped the doctor's bulging cock into her mouth and instantly felt content. She nursed on his silken cockhead like a child.
But the doctor could no longer control himself. His hard fuckshaft pummeled Jenny's mouth roughly as he groaned his pleasure loudly into the air.
Her tongue, working in perfect harmony with her hands, ravaged his swollen fuck meat. She worked his cockskin up and down his rigid shaft with her fingers at the same time her tongue dipped into his piss-slit over and over, drawing out his moist pre-cum and tasting it with starved pleasure.
"I want to come in your mouth," he gasped. His eyes were wild and pleading. "Please let me come in your mouth!"
Jenny smiled around his fat prick and, in answer, drew his throbbing fucker as deep into her throat as it would go.
He shuddered and came. His come was thick, and it seemed saltier than the Doberman's. For what seemed like five minutes the doctor continued to come. Jenny gulped and swallowed until she was gasping for breath. Finally the spasms slowed and she was able to relax, drilling her tongue into his piss-slit and drawing out the last drops.
"Now, little lady," he whispered. "I'm going to fuck your brains out."
He was pulling his rigid cock out of her mouth and had started to slide down her body when they both heard a low growl. They turned their heads at the same time and gasped.
Somehow Tony had got out his cage and now he stood near Jenny's head, baring his teeth and growling deep in his throat. From where her head lay on the floor, she was staring at the biggest hard-on in doggie history, and she knew what Tony wanted.
The doctor moved back just a little and Tony snapped viciously.
"Stay!" Jenny ordered, then she whispered to Dr. Allison. "He won't hurt us if I give him what he wants."
CHAPTER THREE
Tony moved over Jenny, straddling her prone body in an oddly possessive way. His swinging hard-on was so close she could have drawn it into her mouth without moving an inch. Her pussy was twitching and throbbing with need, and she was very aware that Dr. Allison had been interrupted before he'd satisfied her greedy cunt. She wanted the dog, remembered the way he'd pleasured her earlier in the afternoon.
She stared at the doctor, wondering how he would react to her lust for Tony's cock if he knew. But his eyes were glazed as he studied the dog's huge prick and the way it dangled just inches from her swollen and bruised lips. Jenny wanted Tony to thrust it inside her mouth; she wanted to suck it wildly. But because of Dr. Allison she wanted it to look like rape, wanted it to look as if the crazed animal had gone mad and given her no choice.
Tony, as if he'd read her thoughts, bared his teeth again and looked menacing. He then dropped his sleek head and sniffed Jenny's lust-swollen cunt. She moaned, desire flooding every pore of her body as she pretended to quiver with fright beneath the sex-crazed Doberman.
The doctor began to touch his cock, totally engrossed in the sex scene being played out before his very eyes. Make it look good, Tony! Jenny begged silently. Make him think he's witnessing the rape to end all rapes!
When the doctor closed his eyes for a moment and tugged harder on his swollen cock, she dipped her fingers quickly into her cunt and then swiped the thick juice across Tony's tongue. That was all the encouragement the dog needed; he whined hungrily and buried his long tongue deep inside her pussy.
Dr. Allison stared at the torrid scene and his lust-filled groans echoed inside the barn. Needles of pleasure swept through Jenny's body, shooting to her extremities and then rocketing back to her glorious, hungry cunt. Tony's hindquarters trembled above her face and she reached for his throbbing prick, wanting to give him pleasure. As she slurped his giant cock into her mouth, Dr. Allison-and whatever he might be thinking about all this-slipped quickly from her mind.
Tony's tongue ground slowly around her pussy, drilling sweet pleasure into every fiber of her being as she returned his passion by sucking hungrily at his hard, thick cock. His precious pink cockhead plunged deep inside her throat over and over again, and there were times she had to lift him gently off her face so she could get a breath of air. The musky smell from their earlier fuck-session still clung to both their bodies and it seemed to drive them to greater heights than they'd reached before.
Her nose was buried in his fat, hard balls and she was amazed at how the scent from those sweaty globes sent her mind reeling with desire. She began to tongue his balls and rub them around on her face. Her hands feverishly frigged his hard cock and the muffled whines that came from deep inside her cunt were the sounds of pure pleasure.
She turned to find Dr. Allison beside them. His eyes were riveted on the action of her tongue and Tony's cock. She could see he was feverishly pumping his own prick, hopelessly demented by the bestial action. His mouth hung open and drops of spittle ran down his chin.
His right hand moved to Jenny's left tit and he squeezed it lustily. She could tell by his quivering breath that his other hand still stroked his engorged cock shaft. The moment was filled with sexual tension. Jenny shoved her needy cunt hard against Tony's lapping mouth and sighed; she knew they had all night to fuck if they wanted it.
The liquid inside Jenny's cunt squished out passionately, propelled by muscles that were working overtime. Tony, intoxicated by the aroma of her fuck-juices, dipped his head again and again, crying lustily as he slurped the moist treasure into his mouth. Just as he had earlier, he stopped, lifted his head and took a moment to savor the feast. Tony, like Jenny, enjoyed each taste and each individual sensation of a good fuck.
Dr. Allison, on the other hand, was beside himself with frenzy. His hands flew back and forth between the-girl's body and his own. Twice he shoved his hairy cock at her, apparently hoping she'd draw it inside her mouth with Tony's. Jenny almost laughed. Tony's strong prick was almost too much for her mouth to hold and she was struggling to pull it even deeper into her throat.
Finally the doctor collapsed on his belly and began to ogle the way the Doberman was working Jenny's pussy. He snaked his finger along her sweaty flesh and Tony, ignoring his intruding hand, allowed him to pummel her navel. She felt the doctor's wet finger pummel the knobby flesh inside her navel and a hundred fires flamed in her cunt.
Her orgasm, triggered by Tony's marvelous mouth and Dr. Allison's finger in her belly button, sent her moaning and spasming for more than five minutes. She didn't care right then if either of the males ever came. She just wanted to come until her tortured body could come no more.
Tony, sensitive by now to her climaxes, slowly withdrew his face when the eruption was over. He rotated himself on her body and there was an erotic sound as his cock popped out of her mouth. The Doberman stared at the doctor with disinterested contempt, and Jenny knew he'd let him stay unless the man tried to push him away or put his cock inside her pussy before the dog had finished with it.
Dr. Allison seemed to sense the same thing and he paused in his frenzied actions to see what position the dog wanted. And Tony was slow to choose, maneuvering himself with the controlled grace of a male who knows he's the boss. He thrust his cunt-soaked snout around on Jenny's tits for a few minutes, lapping softly at the swollen peaks as if wondering why the man had such an interest in them.
Still, the raspy touch of his rough tongue across her nipples sent her cunt into another spasm. Her ass-hole was drenched with pussy fluids by the time her convulsions stopped.
Finally he lowered his hard body onto her outstretched right leg, allowing his rock-hard, engorged prick to move tortuously up and down the length of her shin. This seemed to pleasure him greatly and he sighed, looking glassy-eyed as he thrust back and forth. Alive with desire again, he buried his tongue in her cuntal gash and began to stroke it with wide, lapping motions that soon had her clit standing as tall as a small prick.
Those movements were familiar to the girl by now. They were meant to arouse her to a fever pitch, at which time he would nudge her hard with his nose and push relentlessly at her ass until she crawled onto all fours and surrendered her fuck-hole.
Jenny's body responded to the dog's strong male tongue, and she thrashed like a pleasured animal. Her clit grew harder and harder as she shoved it instinctively into Tony's mouth, trying in some primeval way to nurse and feed her lover. The dog cried out from deep in her crotch, and she knew they were both experiencing something primitive and satisfying. She moved her leg sensuously, stroking his rigid cock and priming it for the fuck to come.
Jenny was dimly aware that, at her side, Dr. Allison was crouched on all fours. He was rubbing his hard cock with his hands and then thrusting it against her tits. His head was lolling crazily as he stared glassy-eyed at her sexual performance with Tony.
For Jenny, nothing seemed to matter anymore except the Doberman and his incredible ability to fuck. Groggily, she wondered if he'd ever want bitches again, or if she'd ever get as much satisfaction from a man as she had found with the dog. Their bodies moved wildly on the floor, twisting and thrashing madly.
Then the Doberman was ready. Jenny felt the first nudgings of his hard nose against her ass. He was gently prodding her, lifting her to her hands and knees so he could mount her body with ease. She was desperate to feel his throbbing cock within her, and she rolled over obediently, shoving her hairy, juice-drenched pussy against the dog's face.
He lapped gently a few times as he had before, and then he mounted her slender frame, grasping her heaving sides with his front paws as he pushed his enormous fuckrod deep into her womb.
She trembled, staring down at her enormous tits as they swung heavily in the cool air, keeping time with the big dog's rhythm. Wet, slurping sounds accompanied his deep thrusting as their momentum reached a fever pitch. Jenny's tits slapped wildly back and forth, making a smacking noise as they struck her arms.
She bucked like an untamed horse, aware of Tony's cock drilling deeper into her body, driving into places a cock had never been before. Dimly, she heard the sound of anguished frustration, and surfaced long enough to see Dr. Allison yanking on his tortured prick and staring at her and the dog with a pitiful expression. She should never have worried about the doctor being critical. He wanted to be part of this scene more than anything in the world.
Jenny moved her lust-filled mouth, trying to tell the doctor he could crawl as close as he liked, but no words came out. At last, she just motioned weakly with her head and, like a grateful child, Dr. Allison fell to the ground and slid under her body.
Jenny knew this new addition to the sex play should add to her shame, but the result was quite the reverse. New passion surged through her body as she tried to imagine the doctor's view. He was on his back and his head was between her legs. He was looking up at her dripping cunt where he could see the dog's healthy fuckrod pistoning in and out of her pussy. Jenny envied his view. She had reached the point where nothing provided quite enough lust.
She felt the doctor begin to stroke and knead her tits, and she moaned. Every part of her body seemed swollen with desire, and she wanted to feel more sensations with every passing minute. Her nipples pushed saucily against the man's palms, and she thrust her cunt hard against Tony's fuck-knob, performing a lewd ritual for the doctor's entertainment.
Instead, Jenny was the one entertained. Her hard fucking aroused Tony to new heights and he began to stroke deeper than ever, shoving his cock into her body with renewed force. She came against him and howled her pleasure loudly into the night. Her ass moved in undulating circles as she ground her cunt mound back still farther, trying to drill Tony's cock clear into her stomach. Jenny thrashed like an animal. She felt free and untamed. Dipping her head and sweeping her long hair back and forth like a mane, she spied Dr. Allison's hard cock and cried lustily again.
She slurped the man's prick into her mouth and sucked on it as if she hadn't seen a cock in weeks. A lusty wail filled the air as he felt her hot lips working his piss-slit like a vacuum cleaner.
Suddenly, he fastened his lips on Jenny's swollen clit.
Of all the sensations the girl had ever felt, that one topped them all. There she was with Tony's cock plowing into her cunt like a rocket, and suddenly the hot passionate lips of a man locked onto her engorged clit. She knew Dr. Allison's nose had to be sniffing the hole where Tony's prick plunged relentlessly in and out, and her mind reeled. The man was certainly game for anything. As a reward, her way of thanking him for such unselfish attention, she slurped harder and harder on his cock, drawing it so deeply into her throat that her lips were soon pressed against his pubic bush.
That excited her even further, and she began moving her top lip frantically. It clenched and pulsed-a muscle gone wild. The thick sweat and moisture had made everything slippery, and her lip worked frenziedly at the base of the doctor's cock, nuzzling into his hairy patch every so often with a strength that seemed almost like a bite.
He was mad with desire. His hands were working like robots, one kneading her heavy tit while the other massaged Jenny's inner thigh and played around her fuck-hole.
At last she felt the man go stiff and she knew he was going to come. She had already come repeatedly, herself, but the massive dog was still holding off, still waiting until he could fuck no more before he released his precious cum.
But the doctor was coming. His ass bucked wildly as he pushed his groin against Jenny's face harder and harder. She drank deeply and long. She had never imagined that that much thick, creamy cum could spurt from a man's cock. It was like an endless river, a river of honey where she could drink her fill. Just when she thought she was through, the man's cock belched again, and she gulped with still-greedy delight.
When he stopped spurting at last, she stroked his prick tenderly, wanting him to descend the mountain of passion slowly. His tongue was lapping gently at her clit now, and stroking far back. She could feel it, flat and thick, stroking her cunt-hole.
Both Tony and Jenny came in a great convulsing gush. The doctor didn't move his head away. Instead he lay watching until the girl and the dog were still.
Exhausted, Jenny relaxed and reached for the soft, spent cocks. Tony was licking his with tender care as she'd learned dogs liked to do after they'd fucked. But the doctor groaned and pushed a little closer to her naked body, seeming grateful for the gentle touch. A few drops of cum still oozed from his fuck slit and Jenny gathered them on the tips of her fingers. With a lustful motion she brought the precious fluid to her tits, where she spread it around like a healing salve. Her nipples rose in hard peaks at the touch of the doctor's come.
Jenny's hand gripped Tony's cock when he stopped licking it and she rubbed both cocks in a slow easy way. She wanted the pricks to rejuvenate quickly, wanted them to surge with energy so they would grow hard again, and she could luxuriate in the joy of hard pricks and tongues.
Half an hour later, both males were ready to go, and Jenny spread her legs, exposing her undulating cunt slit in order to hurry them along. She remembered Tony's jealous outburst earlier, and decided the best thing to do was make him happy before she lifted her horny ass for the doctor.
She rubbed pussy-juice on her tits, and began to let them sway back and forth before the dog.
"Here, Tony," she called softly. "Come and get some honey."
He sniffed the female aroma and moved closer, lapping sweetly on her turgid nipples. She used that opportunity to grasp his prick and work it lovingly with her fingers. Soon, in order to get closer to her mouth, the dog placed his paws on Jenny's shoulders and pressed his prick close to her lips. She was ready and she drew his cock inside, allowing her cheeks to hollow in and out as she worked her mouth all around his fuckshaft.
Tony whined with pleasure, and she knew he'd stay where he was no matter what the doctor did with his prick. And as she wagged her dripping cunt high in the air, the doctor finally got the idea. In a moment he'd mounted her, trying for all the world to copy the dog's earlier movements. He even wrapped his arms around Jenny's waist just like Tony had done with his paws.
His prick felt thick as a log, and the girl shoved herself hard against it, slurping frantically to keep Tony's cock inside her mouth. And then they were all at it again. A rocking, humping, thumping trio who were all bent on satisfaction.
Tony's marvelous cock bucked and spat, bouncing against the back of Jenny's throat as he pumped urgently.
Her cunt shot juice that bathed the doctor's prick as she came twice in quick succession. She fingered her own clit, loving all the sensations and vowing to fuck every day for the rest of her life.
Dr. Allison was building to a giant orgasm, one that Tony and Jenny both sensed as the man humped wildly into her cunt. She hung suspended with anticipation. Finally, it came. The doctor barked like a dog as his body went rigid and then his cum shot out in great wet gushes. Jenny came, twisting and grinding her ass against the doctor's groin while her mouth feverishly serviced the Doberman.
Last, Tony let his jizz fly down the girl's throat and she gobbled the cum like a greedy whore. Both males thrust powerfully into her body, and she tried to respond just as hard, moving both ways like a human piston. They had fucked themselves almost to death, and with the last spurts of cum they fell to the floor again where they licked what juices they could find. Finally they fell asleep.
Just before dawn Jenny woke. Dr. Allison was gone.
Tony followed the girl meekly as she put the four studs in the mating runs. She decided he'd had all the fucking he needed for one day.
Hating to leave him but knowing she had to, Jenny placed Tony back in his run and then limped painfully toward her bed.
CHAPTER FOUR
Jenny slept late the next morning, waking when the sun was high in the sky and its bright rays were heating the room uncomfortably. She rubbed the sticky sweat between her tits and winced at her sore muscles. Her mind drifted to yesterday's pleasure feast and memories of the sex play jolted her fully awake.
She got out of bed and hurried to the bathroom where she started a tub filling with hot, soothing water. Tossing in a tablespoon of bubble bath, she hurried downstairs to check on her mother, usually she was sober this early in the day. Jenny wanted to make sure her mother hadn't suspected anything the night before or noticed how late she had snuck up to her room.
Jenny called her mother's name as she entered the kitchen and looked around. There was no coffee brewing, which was strange, so she hurried down the hall to the bedroom. The room was dark, shades pulled as usual, and an ever-present sour smell of alcohol and vomit filled the air. Oddly, the bed was made, or at least an attempt had been made to make it. Jenny called her mother's name again and then walked into the living room.
An envelope was propped against the mantle clock and she hurried across the room to get it, ripping it open and reading the contents as she hurried back to turn off her bath water.
Dear Jenny, I have decided to spend a few days with Uncle Jasper. Millie's sick but that's not the only reason I left. They think the change will do me good. I left early this morning and hope you'll understand.
Lately, I haven't been much good to you or to myself. Please understand. You're a big girl now. I know you won't have any trouble handling things but Uncle Jasper is going to wire Jeff and ask him to come home and check on you for a few days.
I'll see you when I get my thoughts sorted out. You handle all the books and I didn't take any money so I guess you'll have all you need.
Love, Mom
Jenny's first reaction was confusion and then, thinking about yesterday's activities, she got excited. Days stretched in front of her with no mother to cook for and clean up after! This was going to be the most incredible summer of Jenny's young life. As she stepped into the gloriously hot bath, swirling steam made a wreath around her head.
She played in the ocean of bubbles and giggled like a child. The soreness was working out of her body, replaced by the clean healthy feelings of youth and energy. Jenny lathered herself, reveling in the scent of soap and shampoo. She leaned way back in the water and used her pussy muscles to swoosh water in and out of her delicate cunt-hole, cleaning herself thoroughly. She wanted to be dainty, clean and ready when she went to the barn.
Since she had moved the four studs in with the bitches early that morning, she intended to hurry to the dog run and see Tony as soon as possible. While Mom was away, Jenny would play.
It was pleasure she wanted, and pleasure she'd have, she determined, dressing skimpily in silk short shorts and no panties. She left her bra in her room, too. Wearing a tight t-shirt that rubbed invitingly across her excited nipples, she ran a brush through her long, damp hair and headed for the barn.
Jenny grinned, wondering if old Bellows would get suspicious. She also wondered if Dr. Allison would return. He'd probably been more totally fucked yesterday than he'd ever been fucked in his life.
Old Bellows was indeed watching her as she strode across the yard to the barn. She hoped he wouldn't want to talk or detain her because her pussy was already leaping with familiar fire and anticipation. She felt the wetness start to spread in her pussy thicket, and she wanted to hurry, hurry so she could offer every sweet drop to Tony.
"Where you goin', Miss Jenny?" Bellows called.
His eyes were running up and down the girl's body in a lusty, arrogant way. Briefly, she wondered if he'd gone to bed as early as she'd thought last night. Surely he would never have thought to come into the barn. It often took several hours for Dr. Allison to treat all the dogs.
Jenny returned his stare with equal arrogance. "I need to check the breeding pens."
He actually seemed to sneer.
"And then," Jenny continued, ignoring his look, "I'm going to spend the rest of the day in early training for some of the pups."
It was an out and out lie, but it served the old man right.
His usually pale, weathered face looked a little flushed and a bright glow burned deep in his eyes. The old fucker was excited! Jenny became even more suspicious that he had indeed snuck into the barn the night before. She laughed, thinking he deserved that too. It was the perfect punishment for an old fart with a dried-up prick. If he'd really watched the activities in the barn last night, she imagined his silly, fat cock had probably blown up in his wrinkled hand like a firecracker.
As she reached for the barn door, the old man spoke.
"You need any help?" he asked. The question was almost pitiful and a nasal whine had crept into his voice.
"No thanks, Bellows," Jenny said, keeping her voice light. "You know I can't stand any interruptions when I train pups."
She met his eyes with a direct gaze and marveled at what a good liar she was becoming.
"And please, under the circumstances, keep the barn locked. I want no interruptions. Do you understand?"
He nodded; his shoulders slumped meekly. She should have felt more compassion, she thought, but her pussy was drenched with juice and fires burned everywhere inside her body.
She opened the barn door, closed it and set a heavy metal bar into cold steel brackets. The door was locked, and the girl's cunt leaped, almost as if it was trying to reach Tony's run ahead of her.
When she entered the run, several dogs stood and wagged their tails with new interest. She could see the lust in their eyes and she covered her wet pussy mound protectively. Tony was nowhere to be seen, but Dread, the largest of all her dogs, leaped toward her as she turned to leave. In that fleeting second she saw his cock. It was bloated and tortured with unfulfilled desire. If she had waited even another minute to escape, Jenny knew she'd never have made it. Frightened, she hurried toward the back runs where the puppies and an occasional sick dog were kept, vowing on the way that Dread would mate with the next bitch in heat.
She slid through a wire fence that led to the puppies' outside run, still wondering where Tony might be.
Bellows was leaning over, pouring water into a bowl in one of the small cages kept for sick dogs.
"Which one's sick?" Jenny hollered, already straining to hear over the yapping excitement of the pups.
"Tony," Bellows replied slowly, looking Jenny up and down. "Doesn't seem to have any pep."
His gaze was arrogant again, and the girl would have sworn he was baiting her, watching and listening to every nuance of her reaction.
"Let me see how much pep he's got," she sneered, approaching the dog's cage and watching him jump to life before she even got there. His heavy cock slid from its sheath immediately, and old Bellows gave her a knowing look.
"Maybe he just needed the right scenery," the old man said.
His gaze rested on Jenny's hot, silky crotch and she was forced to turn away.
"Guess you might as well take him back to the run," the old man continued. "He seems right enough now."
That was a certainty. Tony was standing with his paws on the wire mesh as close to Jenny as he could get. His tongue lolled from the side of his mouth and his prick stood out like a salami. She wanted to give it a loving squeeze, she was so happy to see it, but she decided not to give Bellows another free show.
She squeezed past the puppies again as she hurried to let Tony out of his cage and turn him loose in the cool and dimly lighted barn. He leaped up at her and began to lap her face with sheer joy. More than his tongue was happy, she realized. His heavy, cum-swollen cock brushed against her arms, chest and legs.
As she tried to hurry Tony past the pups and get to a quiet, private place with him, the Doberman paused, rubbing noses with two pups and whining low in his throat. Jenny recognized both of them as studs from Tony's last litter.
"Come on, tiger," she pleaded. "I can't give you pups, but I promise you'll have a good time."
He still hung back, whining and staying with the two young dogs. They were about five months old, at that stage where they humped their hard little pricks on any leg that dared stand still more than two or three seconds.
She was getting frustrated. Tony wasn't about to leave without those pups, and she was feeling a strange, curious burning start to throb inside her cunt again. She decided, if Tony wanted his boys and it was the only way she could get Tony, then the pups were welcome.
She released the small Dobermans and led all of the dogs to a supply room near the center of the barn. It was cool there and several pallets covered the floor, a reminder of the beer parties her brother had hosted in the barn before he'd left for Colorado.
The pups were unusually well-behaved as they made their way across the barn. The heat of Tony's close body and Jenny's curiosity about the pups had started an avalanche of desire in her fuck slit. Just thinking of Tony's sweet cock deep in her cunt made the young girl catch her breath and struggle for air.
Twice, before they'd entered the room, Tony had sensed her heavy flow of pussy-juice and had swept his tongue over the silky crotch of her shorts. The second time, the material had slipped to one side and she'd felt the electric heat of his doggy tongue against her tender cunt lips. She had almost fallen to the floor right then, wanting him so badly.
At last they reached the supply room and she led the way inside, stroking Tony's massive head as she slid to the floor on one of the pallets and buried her face against the dog's sleek neck. If it was possible for a woman to love an animal in more than one way, then Jenny was in love with Tony.
He pushed her gently onto the pallet, licking her face, neck and upper legs. She gasped and tugged at her clothes, ripping them off and spreading herself nakedly in front of the beloved Doberman. He whined, seeming to coax his youngsters closer.
"This is a sex lesson!" Jenny gasped aloud. "You've brought them here to have a woman!"
She was touched by the dog's willingness to share, but still another sensation swept over her. Passion. Lewd and crazy passion. One dog was a glorious feast. Three might be such a gluttonous banquet that she'd never survive.
Tony ran his tongue over her cunt lips, spreading them open for the pups to see. He whined at them, encouraging them to come closer and experience the aroma. Deciding to help, Jenny reached down and scooped up a handful of thick, wet juice which she rubbed on the small, flaccid prick of the smallest pup.
The other pup's nose jerked at the scent and he seemed to search for it. Again Jenny dipped her fingers into her creamy cunt, but this time she spread her cunt lips wide and lifted her hips. If this baby dog wanted an education, it was certainly laid out for him.
Tony licked her juicy cunt lovingly, then lifted his head, waiting for the pup to do the same.
In a moment, the little fellow got the idea and dipped his soft young tongue into the thicket of pulsating lust. Apparently, he liked what he found. Soon he had straddled the girl's hip bone, where he'd placed his growing cock, and he began to wildly dry-fuck her as his tongue investigated every crevice in her needy scent.
By now, the other pup had found the wet treasure Jenny had slathered on his healthy young prick, and he was sucking hungrily to get it all. Soon it was gone, and he went in search of more. When he stumbled on the young girl's hot pussy with his snout, he gave a joyous yelp and joined his brother.
Both tongues lapped Jenny to delirious new heights and she stared between her legs, watching the two furry heads bob back and forth, not quite believing what was happening, but very glad that it was.
Tony made a cursory check of their cocks. He rasped his wide thick tongue across each cock once and then left the pups to enjoy their cunt-feast.
Gently, the large Doberman straddled Jenny's face and the fuck-tool she'd lusted after all morning slid easily into her mouth. If she thought the pups were greedy as they licked her off time after time, it was nothing to the nursing, sucking orgy she performed on Tony's cock. She was terribly afraid he would come before she'd had her fill, and she prayed his prick would throb-hot, hard and full-in her mouth forever.
She tried to ignore the wild feelings the pups aroused in her. The larger one still thrust wildly against her hip bone, but she had begun to feel a warm stream dribbling toward her navel. The pup had come! She'd had his cherry! She felt exultant.
The other pup, surprised at his brother's new talent, stopped his licking and turned his attention to the newly wilted cock.
Tony gently pulled his enormous, swollen fuck-pole from Jenny's mouth and shoved the larger pup up to her face. The girl realized that, with generous fatherly love, Tony wanted her to get the pup's cock hard again, and she happily complied, pulling the young Doberman down.
It was a gorgeous prick, and she craved it, wanted to suck it long and hard. Still she held back, wanting to gaze at the puppy's piss-slit an his hard little balls. At last she drew it greedily inside her mouth, sucking like a child on a tit. Soon, his stiff cock was growing inside Jenny's mouth and pushing hard against the back of her throat. This one would fuck her before the day was over, she thought. And that was why Tony had brought him, she realized, so he could have his first fuck with a woman, not a bitch.
Tony was between her legs now, showing the pup how to drill his tongue deep inside her fuck hole until she bucked and arched her back. Her mouth was still full of puppy cock, and she held tight to the dog's sides, afraid she'd buck him off. He straddled her face and whined. She felt his body go rigid and then, as her cunt was getting double-licked, Jenny drank deeply from the larger pup's cock, enjoying his thick cum and knowing the baby dog had just become a stud.
She continued to suck his prick long after it had gone soft inside her mouth. There was something so fresh and sweet about this young cock that Jenny hated to think she'd eventually have to let it go. She slurped lazily, spreading her legs as wide as possible. Her hands stroked her aching tits and she longed to have her taut nipples nursed relentlessly.
She knew the bigger pup might respond to her female juices again, and she scooped a thick handful from between the darting tongues in her crotch. Spreading the gooey liquid over both nipples, she tensed and waited. It took the glassy-eyed pup only a moment to smell the treasure. Careful not to pull his cock out from between her lips, he twisted until his mouth was poised over her right nipple. And then he went to town.
He didn't lick her the way Tony had. He sucked. He drew the turgid knob into his mouth and sucked with the force of a man. Eventually, more engrossed in his mouth than his cock, he withdrew his prick from between her lips and moved to her other nipple. The pleasure was intense.
He amazed her, sucking as if he were being fed. Long tugs were his specialty, and he drew her hard nipple into his mouth over and over again. Both of them were enjoying the nuzzling and nursing when suddenly Jenny felt a familiar nudging at her ass.
Tony was ready to fuck.
Jenny turned onto her belly and raised up on all fours, giddy with anticipation. Tony's pups had been an incredible turn-on, but she was horny and ready for the real thing. She felt him mount her easily, and his wonderfully hard prick drilled deeply into her body. They began the familiar bucking and thrusting, feeling their releases still far off, but possible whenever they couldn't take the pleasure-pain any longer.
The pups whined and circled Tony and Jenny, trying to jump on them and see what they were doing. Eventually both pups buried their snouts in Jenny's gushing pussy and lapped hungrily around her hot cunt-hole as their father's huge prick plowed in and out.
Tony seemed to love the feel of their tongues against his thrusting prick, and he whined at them insistently, urging them to speed up the licking feast. The large Doberman came in an unexpected rush, and Jenny felt his big fucker slam deep into her womb. He moaned softly as she threw herself hard and fast against this new delight. She felt as if his cock had tripled in size, and she gasped with excitement, knowing he was helpless and unable to get it out of her cunt.
His great, imprisoned cock brought her to climax over and over, aided by the puppies' frenzied tongues.
At last the puppy who hadn't climaxed rolled onto his back in frustration. Jenny felt sorry for him and coaxed him until his sweet cock lay just below her lips. She dipped her head and began to suck his tiny cock greedily.
As with the other puppy, maturity came on in a hurry. His cock grew quickly until it pressed hard against the back walls of her throat. Still she sucked like a crazed and wanton whore. Tony's cock was still hung deep in her womb, and he was moving sensuously against her ass. His paws clasped her sides possessively, and his larger son was burrowing in her cunt, trying desperately to draw her frenzied clit into his mouth in the same way he had sucked her nipples.
Jenny almost died.
But instead she came. A long, glorious climax that sent her reeling. The smaller puppy came when she did, shooting his virgin jizz into her throat and yelping with pleasure.
The orgy ended at last. When they'd rested and the dogs had licked themselves and Jenny clean, she took the pups back to their run.
CHAPTER FIVE
Tony woke Jenny just before seven the next morning by digging under the thin sheet and burying his long nose in her pussy. While the young girl usually had a tendency to wake up slowly, her pussy didn't. By the time she realized what was happening, her cunt was leaking and dripping.
The dog had become a magic fucking machine, and his tongue was like something from a dream. Jenny's ass bucked back and forth to meet his thrusting, exploring mouth and she discovered that waking from a deep sleep could be quite thrilling.
They humped on the squeaky bed until their bodies were wet with sweat and her cunt-juices. Tony would come in Jenny's cunt, and then they would crawl into a sixty-nine position and lie there sucking each other for twenty or thirty minutes. Both of them came over and over again, and Jenny was sure the dog could have come even more, but her pussy finally began to get sore, began to think more about a hot bubble bath than hot cocks.
With a twinge of regret, she pushed the Doberman away, promising him they'd fuck again soon. He never left her side as she changed her sheets, threw them in the washer and started a bath. By the time she was soaking in the hot water, she was already thinking about the morning's work schedule.
She looked up to see Tony, his head cocked at an angle, trying to see her pussy under the bubbly, deep water. She laughed.
"You are insatiable," Jenny teased, turning and lifting her hips, allowing him a quick look. "See? It's still there."
She finished her bath and got dressed in a hurry, refusing to let Tony get her back up on that old brass bed.
Soon she and Tony hurried out of the house.
The Doberman followed her down to the barn and the fresh air seemed to exhaust him. He went to his run eagerly, but the moment Jenny opened the gate and let him in, he cast one loving glance over his shoulder, then hurried to the back of the pen where he curled up against the wire fence and fell sound asleep.
"Finally wore you out, huh?" the young girl teased. "Well I must be a pretty good fuck, then."
She smiled at him and closed the gate, hurrying across the barn to check the dogs in the mating pens.
Of the eight dogs she had penned, all but two looked as bad as Tony. She guessed they'd been hard at work. Queenie, the bitch who loved to fuck, was bucking back and forth against a two-year-old stud. He still looked game, even though Jenny knew Queenie often backed her males against the fence so they couldn't dismount. That way she was able to fuck for incredible periods of time.
Jenny hurried past, not wanting to disturb them. Still, the sight of that healthy fucking male with his head flattened between Queenie's shoulder-blades while he thrust repeatedly into her hot pussy made the girl's pussy leap for Tony again. Those humping dogs were an erotic sight to see, and the dripping fluids between Jenny's legs told her she'd recovered from this morning's fuck-session earlier than she'd expected.
Bellows was carrying a case of food into one of the storage rooms when Jenny left the mating runs. He eyed her without malice or suspicion . . . .which made her very suspicious.
"How are you this morning, Bellows?"
He just smiled as if nothing had happened, as if he hadn't been insolent and suggestive the past couple of days. "I'm fine, Miss Jenny. Just fine."
She couldn't even feel his eyes boring into her ass-cheeks as she walked away, which was strange. No dipping and bobbing in his bib overalls so he could show her his prick, and no staring at her ass? Maybe the old fart was sick or something.
She turned. "You feeling okay this morning, Bellows?"
He nodded. "Fine, Miss Jenny." He looked down at his feet for a moment. "Got a problem up in the loft, though."
"What's that?" she asked, anxious to get on with her work.
"Maybe it's nothing," he said. "But several cases of food seem to be missing. I thought you might help me check the inventory."
Jenny's feed delivery wasn't due for almost a month. Missing food could be a problem.
"Let's check it out then," she said. "I'd sure hate to have to call a special order out from town. They charge me an arm and a leg for small orders."
"Know what you mean," Bellows said, brushing his hands off and heading for the narrow ladder that led to the loft over the barn.
He stepped back to let Jenny scale the ladder first. She thought about her short shorts-no panties again today-and wondered if she should risk giving the old man a thrill.
By the fourth rung Jenny could feel a faint brush of air caress her cunt as she lifted her legs from one step to the next. If a breeze could touch her, then it was almost a sure bet old Bellows was getting a pretty good show.
She should never have trusted old Bellows. When she reached the top of the ladder and pushed her head up into the loft, she saw Dread.
He was sort of lolling near the rectangular opening and he was licking his cock slowly, as if something had been smeared on it and he was cleaning himself off.
Jenny turned to protest, but old Bellows poked her ass with his pocket knife and she jumped the rest of the way into the loft.
She turned, rage contorting her face.
"How dare you trick me?" she sputtered. "Let me down that ladder this instant!"
But the glow that had lit the old man's face yesterday was back and he seemed horny and wild-eyed beyond all reasoning.
"What do you want?" Jenny managed to ask at last.
His gaze swept over her insolently and then moved to the large Doberman who still tugged and licked his enormous cock.
Finally, bringing his glance back to the girl's fear-hardened nipples, he said, "It's just that me and old Dread got tired of watching you fuck everyone and everything on this farm but us."
He fooled with the knife and spun it carelessly round and round.
"And," he continued, "if we wasn't watching you fuck, we was listening to you fuck or imagining you were fucking."
"You shouldn't have looked!" Jenny spat. "What I do is none of your business."
She thought back over the last couple of days. Maybe the old bastard was bluffing.
"What is it you think you saw?" she sneered, trying to sound convincing.
"I saw it all," he said.
"So, what do you want?" Jenny repeated.
"A piece of the action." Then he grinned lewdly. "Just a piece would suit us fine."
He laughed hard at his own stupid joke and the dog looked up, eyeing them languidly before dropping his head to his giant cock again.
Jenny wondered what Bellows had smeared on the Doberman's prick to make him lick it so relentlessly. She was starting to get every wet between the legs as she watched Dread slurp his own prick back and forth between his lips. Angry as she was at old Bellows, and afraid as she was that word of her dog-fucking would get out, she was getting very horny for the Doberman's gorgeous cock.
The old man twirled his knife and watched her face.
"You'd make a wonderful bitch, Jenny," he said. "You never get tired of cock."
His flushed cheeks grew even redder as he stared at her swollen tits.
"Take off your shirt," he rasped. "Me and my friend want a taste of those tits."
Her head swam with confusion. She wanted that dog-prick badly, but this was blackmail. Old Bellows dropped his jack-knife and bent to retrieve it. As usual, his fleshy cock swung back and forth. If he was horny, it showed a lot more in his cheeks than it did in his flaccid prick.
"What if I don't take off my shirt?" Jenny challenged.
"I'll tell Dread to knock you down and we'll take what we want. I've done some dog training of my own whilst you was training pups." His face split with an ancient grin. "I trained this one to mouth-fuck himself whenever I rub his cock with the sweet juices of a bitch in heat." He stared at her, a question in his eyes. "Wonder what folks would think if they knew all the things you've trained your pups to do?"
"Are you going to tell?" she asked.
"Not if you take your shirt off and be a good girl." His hands almost shook in their eagerness to touch her. "Just do all the things me and Dread want up here in the loft and we'll never tell a soul."
She reached for the hem of her skirt and slowly drew the garment over her head.
Old Bellows gave a soft gasp.
"Count your blessings, Jenny," he said as his claw-like old fingers began to squeeze her tender flesh. "I'm an old man. I'll never be able to bother you near as often as you fuck Tony."
He pushed her to the floor. He wasn't exactly rough, but neither was he gentle. As soon as her body settled onto the soft, familiar pallet he'd set on the floor, he began to grope her in earnest. His hands, more powerful than they appeared, stripped her shorts away in less than ten seconds. Once her cunt was bare, the old man dipped his fingers in, swirled them around and then shoved the creamy liquid to his lips where he lovingly lapped up each drop.
His eyes were glazed, his voice hushed. "Okay, Dread," he whispered. "You know what to do."
Jenny looked up in time to see the old man drop his bib overalls to the floor and kick them away. His wrinkled hand grasped the cock she'd viewed so often. His fingers squeezed, working slowly up and down his thick prickshaft as the enormous Doberman lumbered to his feet and stepped between her legs.
His tongue found its target in seconds, and he whined deep in his throat before settling onto his haunches as if he planned to be there awhile.
Jenny cried her delighted pleasure to the world and spread her legs wide, lifting her hips expertly so Dread would get the best possible angle for his greedy mouth. He was wonderful, so wonderful that Jenny decided all male Dobermans were just natural lovers.
First his tongue would stroke. Then he'd draw one cunt lip into his mouth and shake his head, biting very gently. It was the greatest sensation Jenny had ever felt. She tilted her hips, changing position so the dog would pleasure the other side of her cunt, her other swollen, needy cunt lip.
Dread's tongue darted down to her ass-hole and swiped several hard, rasping strokes across her delicate assbud. She squealed, shoving her ass and her cunt at the dog's mouth with intense desire.
Old Bellows was squeezing her tits and groaning. He was just about as horny as anybody Jenny had ever seen. He kept dragging his long, velvety prick over her soft skin. But Jenny was so intoxicated by the sensual things Dread was doing to her pussy that she just ignored the old man's cock.
Now, her cut felt as large as Bellow's cock, and it was engorged, pulsing as if it would shoot thick juices against the wall of the loft when she finally let herself climax.
Suddenly, as she lay moaning on the pallet, Bellows slid his soft prick inside her mouth. Dread was shoving his tongue in and out of her fuck hole with a rigid persistence. Jenny was wild. She slurped on Bellows' cock, loving the softness, remembering all the musky, childishly perverted dreams that same cock had provoked.
Dread's awesome tongue drilled her to one . orgasm after another, and she rewarded the duo by bucking hard against the Doberman's face, and by sucking like a wild thing on the old man's cock.
Soon she felt Dread's snout probing her ass muscles, lifting her pussy to a point where her cunt lips almost swallowed his face. He was telling her to turn over, using the language she'd learned from Tony, the language of Doberman love.
She pushed Bellows away, not roughly, but still she heard him cry out with dismay as his cock slid out of her warm mouth and hung limply in the cool loft air. In seconds, she had turned over and presented Dread with her wet, wide-spread pussy. She felt her thick cunt-juices dribble down her inner thighs and listened, as if from a pleasurable distance, to the gurgling sounds of both males.
Bellows' hands were clawing at her ass-cheeks and her belly as he made unintelligible noises that only half sounded like words. He tried to poke his soft cock in her cunt, but she heard Dread growl low. Bellows pulled back, giving the large Doberman all the room he wanted.
The dog circled Jenny once, seeming to strut past her face with his gigantic cock hanging about nine inches from balls to sharp tit. After he'd paraded his pride, he stood behind the girl and swiped his wide, flat tongue across her dripping pussy at least ten times. It was like riding a roller coaster. He kept hauling Jenny to the peaks of emotion and then drilling his tongue into her cunt so deeply that she climaxed and fell like a stone. Her heart seemed to stop and her breathing cease as she waited for his magnificent tongue to pierce her again.
Bellows cried out and threw himself in front of Jenny, pumping his cock with frenzied hands that no longer seemed to have enough strength to bring his aged cock to climax. Jenny ignored him as she twisted her ass, rotating it provocatively, luring Dread to climb aboard.
As her ass made slow, sensual circles, she dipped her head and slurped Bellows' cock into her mouth and closed her lips tightly. The old man seemed grateful, and for the first time, Jenny felt his prick swell.
Dread, having nuzzled and sucked her to yet another orgasm, finally mounted her slender body, placing his heavy paws on either side of her waist. Dread clasped her tighter, squeezing her rib cage and letting his claws scrape her swollen nipples every so often.
They established a good rhythm quickly. Jenny would pull on Bellows' cock with her mouth, hollowing her cheeks so as to suck as hard as possible. Tiny drops oozed from his piss-slit, sending her crazy, so that she slammed back into Dread's cock. She bucked to and fro between them.
Suck. Plunge. Suck. Plunge.
Back and forth, their wild action continued. Jenny was crazed with lust, wanting to bring the Doberman to his knees with pleasure and the old man to his belly with gratitude. Her mind reeled as her fuck-slit spasmed and shot cumjuice all over Dread's creamy fuckrod.
Thirty minutes later, their action wasn't slowing a bit. Jenny sucked and bucked, drinking from the old man's cock as she fed herself to the dog.
Bellows' cock finally rose to a size that seemed promising. She decided he was going to climax after all. His body slammed into her face, and she could feel his coarse pubic hairs that she'd studied all those years ago. They were pressed into her tender flesh like spears. The old man's hands found her tits and dug into them with tremendous strength.
He pushed against her, baying like a wolf and shoving her ass onto Dread's fuck-pole with incredible force. For a single moment she was aloft, impaled between them, speared by two cocks like meat on a spit.
Jenny loved it. She tugged harder and harder on the old man's cock, knowing this could be his last climax ever. It had taken so long and he might never have the strength again. But he had it now. His prick turned rock-hard and charged into the back of her throat. She tilted her head and drank his cockshaft deeper, pulling it down to the depths that had never held cock before.
Then he came. He wailed just once, a sound not un-like a coyote on a lonely night. The jizz poured into Jenny's throat, spurt after spurt. He came and came and came. The thick fluid tasted very musky and salty, tasted as if it had been stored a very long time.
He pulled her hair hard, jerking her head back and forth on his cock, making her suck and taste him long after his climax had ended and his prick had gone soft again.
Dread seemed to have waited for the old man's pleasure to fade. Once it did, the dog began a series of long, hard thrusts that brought Jenny back to reality, awakened her to new delights as she plunged her hot cunt onto his prickshaft again and again. They fucked insanely, drilling each other's bodies as if drilling for oil.
When the dog came, Jenny came with him. They rode the waves of sweetness for several minutes, sighing with contentment. Jenny dozed, dreaming of a party where all the dogs came in her mouth and cunt, and they never got soft or tired.
In the middle of the dream, she dreamed her brother walked in. He started to yell and everything got confused. So she sucked on
Dread's cock, lapped it hard until everything was sweet and calm again and the confusion went away.
CHAPTER SIX
A sharp slap stung Jenny's face and shattered her cocoon of contentment. She gazed up from the loft floor, trying to shake the confusion and the remnants of lust from her mind.
Her brother Jeff stood over her, his face contorted with rage and his hand still upraised. He had slapped her, but she couldn't make her mind comprehend why he would do that.
"Slut!" He spat the word at Jenny and dragged her to her feet. "I wonder if Dad realized what a great playground he'd left you! Do you fuck all the dogs or just a few?"
She lowered her eyes, not wanting to face him.
He glared at old Bellows. "You bastard!" Jeff's eyes were like little slits; his anger was terrible.
Jenny stared at him, feeling humiliated because she was standing before him naked. Dread didn't seem to comprehend the danger at all. He leaned his head into her crotch and slurped a great mouthful of thick juice out with his tongue. She tried to push him away, but he just gazed at her in confusion.
She stepped back, an act that revealed her entire naked body to her brother. His face twisted again, but this time it reminded her more of an expression of lust.
A great bulge was forming in his pants. He saw Jenny looking at it and that made him even more angry. He grabbed her arm, twisted it and pushed her toward the ladder. Her clothes still lay in a moist pile on the pallet.
"Let me get dressed," she breathed, wanting any excuse to break free of his grasp.
"For who?" he yelled. "There's no one left to hide from, Jenny. Mom's gone and Bellows is with you." He glared, but even as he did his eyes lingered on her flushed and swollen tits. "Who is it you wish to dress for?"
"You," she whispered. She reached down for her damp shorts, but he kicked them away.
"Why bother, Jenny? Uncle Jasper called and asked me to come home and protect you. Now that I've seen you in all your naked glory I don't think you need protection." His eyes smoldered with rage. "You need a keeper."
He shoved her toward the ladder again and she leaned over, sobbing softly as she tried to get her footing on the top rung. She slipped once and Jeff caught her roughly. His arm brushed both her tits as she struggled to regain her footing and she heard him gasp softly. By the time she had steadied her legs and started to descend the ladder, her brother's arm was still pressed against her soft nipples.
She looked at him, confusion in her gaze. He was all rough and tough business again.
"Get on down! Go down there and strut your bare pussy for all those other dogs." He stared at her, as if he were imagining her doing just that. "Go ahead, maybe if the other dogs don't react to your cunt I won't have to believe my sister is the world's most energetic dog-fucker."
Jenny glanced at him as she slowly climbed down the steps. He might be angry, but she had the strange feeling he was a lot more upset with the feelings in his own head than he was about the things she'd done in the loft.
When they had all reached the floor below and Jeff had helped old Bellows drag Dread down, Jenny stood in the middle of the barn, trying to hide her pussy and tits with her hands and failing miserably.
Jeff turned to Bellows. "Get your ass outside and start the chores. I don't know what I'm going to do with you, but you sure as hell better do as you're told."
The old man nodded obediently, and Jenny knew he was thinking how impossible it would be to find another job at his age.
"Move!" Jeff yelled and the old man took off at a fast pace, hooking the straps on his overalls as he ran. Dread was right behind him.
Jeff was still angry as he stomped about the barn.
"Can I get dressed?" Jenny begged. "What's the hurry?" he sneered. "I want to get dressed, dammit!" Now she was getting angry, too. "Don't get high and mighty with me, Jenny."
He leaned close, so close she could feel his hot breath on her face. "You let me handle this my own way or I'll call Mom and Uncle Jasper right now and tell them what I've seen."
The young girl's stomach knotted, actually twisted with pain.
They were standing close to the male dog's run, and Jenny kept trying to hide her body from all the Dobermans as well as from her brother. His eyes were growing more bold as he gazed at her nakedness, trying to see around and through her darting, protective hands.
She crouched, holding herself in an odd, fetal position.
Jeff was enraged. He slammed his fist into a support beam and jerked her to her feet. "Oh! I can't see you, but you'll fuck a dog. Is that it, Jenny?"
"I didn't mean to fuck the dog!" she yelled. "Bellows was mad. He tricked me into going to the loft and everything else just sort of . . . happened."
Jeff sneered. "You are calling that a rape? From what I saw, Bellows and the dog got raped!"
"I didn't say I didn't enjoy it after it got started," she whispered. "I didn't intend to like it as much as I did."
A tear rolled slowly down her cheek. She kept praying that Tony was still tired, that he wouldn't spring to life and position himself against the wire cage with one of his glorious hard-ons.
But, before that could happen, Jeff apparently started to feel bad. He stripped his shirt off and wrapped it around Jenny's shoulders. She was grateful when he led her away from the run and they started toward the house. She still felt naked, and she knew old Bellows was watching from somewhere. Jenny could almost feel the man's eyes on her naked ass-cheeks as Jeff led her away from the barn.
Jeff was really very gentle as they walked the short distance to the house. He put his arm around his sister and drew her close.
She didn't even mind when she felt his hand brush her right nipple and linger on the tender bud longer than necessary. Having his fingers softly graze her tit flesh was a lot nicer than having him scream at her or Bellows.
But as soon as they entered the house and the door was tightly closed behind them, Jeff got angry again. He ripped his shirt away and spun Jenny around so her body was fully exposed before his eyes. His cheeks were red, flushed with rage and the secret passion he'd fought since he'd been a boy.
"That's enough, Jeff!" Jenny yelled.
The whole scene was making her mad. He'd been in control just because he'd caught her, old Bellows, and the dog off guard. What they had done might be wrong, but they hadn't done it to him.
She realized she had to stop her brother before he became so jealous and angry that he got all of them in trouble.
She pulled away, glaring at her brother with contempt.
"Back here, slut!" he yelled, grabbing her arm and twirling her around so hard her tits slapped loudly against her arms.
She looked down at her naked body, looked at the bruises he'd inflicted in his rage. She lifted her tits with both hands and offered them to him in as sarcastic a way as she could.
"Go ahead, bully," she sneered. "You've been after these for years. You don't have to pretend you're gonna tell Mama just so you can get a taste."
She thrust her body at him and brushed his chest with a mound of soft tit-flesh.
He was stunned, and Jenny enjoyed watching him squirm for a change.
"What do you mean? Me wanting your tits?" His laughter was hollow and the red in his cheeks grew deeper.
"Yes, you! You hid in the hall and watched me undress so many times that there are still marks on the carpet from all the times you jacked off."
He looked really embarrassed.
She seized the moment to flaunt her tits a little more, turning away long enough to moisten her nipples. Now they stood taut and gleaming, and she strutted around the kitchen with no shame.
"So, Jeff, when you get ready to tell Mom I fucked a dog, just remember how unbelievable that sounds." She narrowed her eyes to slits. "And if you tell her that story, I'm going to tell her you came here and tried to make love to me. When I refused, you threatened me with that terrible, sick lie."
His face fell and, like Bellows and Dr. Allison, he was in Jenny's control.
She stroked her tits and let her hands glide slowly down her sides, caressing each curve and hollow. She was beginning to like the idea of being alone in the house with Jeff. He, like old Bellows, had waited a very long time for her body. If he still wanted her now that she had become a woman, Jenny hoped they could get it on soon.
She walked toward the stairs. "I assume you'll let me get dressed now, Jeff?"
He seemed rooted to the floor, but his eyes followed her, darting up and down, seemingly trying to drink in her body before she covered it again.
She placed her foot on the first step, then turned, spreading her legs just enough to give him a glimpse of cunt.
He didn't move, so she hurried on up the stairs and started hot water pouring into the tub. All this fucking was making her the cleanest girl in the county.
Jenny didn't worry about Jeff. He'd be along shortly.
She had just gotten out of the tub and was toweling her body briskly when she heard him outside the bathroom.
"Come on in," she called, wrapping the towel tightly around herself. "You've been away too long, Jeff. Let's call a truce and just be glad to see each other again."
He walked through the bathroom door slowly, as if he expected her to be standing there naked again. She knew the fuck-scene with the dog had really freaked him out and he was treating her like a leper.
She ignored him, drying her long brown hair with the blow-dryer, very aware that it took on a lion's mane look when she did that. Jeff just watched her in the mirror and they didn't talk. When she finished with her hair, she walked across the hall to her room and fell on the bed, towel and all.
Jeff followed. He stood in the doorway, lust distorting all his features. His soul had surrendered to Jenny but his mind hadn't given in yet. He was still the shocked Midwestern boy who had caught his sister fucking a Doberman.
Finally he spoke. "How do you live with it, Jenny?"
He was so sincere she couldn't get angry.
"I honestly can't live without it, Jeff." She looked at him, hoping he'd understand. "Now that I've had a dog I just want it to be part of my sex life. Not all of it, believe me. But part."
He sat on the edge of the bed, relaxing more now that he'd asked the question. "Did you really know I was out in the hall watching you all those times when we were kids?"
Jenny laughed. Jumping up and dropping the towel, she leaned over and swung her tits from side to side and then she turned, giving him a long look at her ass.
"Look familiar?"
His face was ghostly. "You did know! I almost went out of my mind finding ways to sneak to your room before you put your pajamas on and got into bed."
"I know," she laughed, lying back down and discreetly pulling the towel over her body. "But I could always hear you in your room-those big moans when you were playing with yourself. Then you'd always jump up and head for my room. That gave me just enough time to put on my act."
He groaned and hid his face in his hands.
"God, you were a bitch, Jenny. All these years I've felt like such a pervert." He grinned. "Me! Imagine that. You should be giving me lessons. I still haven't had more than two dates in Colorado and you've been home fucking the dogs."
His face flushed at the mention of the dogs, but he didn't get uptight again. Jenny knew her brother was horny. His cock was throbbing inside his jeans and he was getting silly from trying to act normal. She felt sorry for him, for the lonely nights he'd spent since he'd left the farm.
"Do you want to fuck me?" she whispered.
He stared at her and then pulled her into his arms with such longing and force that the towel fell to the floor.
Jeff seemed nervous as he held her. He had a long way to go, but he seemed eager to learn.
Jenny took his clothes off and then she rubbed baby oil all over his body, letting her fingers drag and linger in those places she like to have touched on her own body. Jeff was the most inexperienced man she could imagine.
She loved stimulating. He was more virginal than Tony's pups. She thought he would pass out when she began to let her mouth and tongue follow her fingers across his chest. She drew one nipple into into her mouth, tongued it unmercifully and then bit down with gentle nips.
Jeff thrashed beneath her on the bed, crying her name like a lost child.
She dragged her fingernails over his quivering flesh, going lower and lower until both her hands and her face hovered over his crotch. His cock was a wonderful surprise. Long, thick and full. He must have tugged it a lot when they were kids in order to get it that big.
He was stroking Jenny's hair as she gazed at his cock and then, moaning softly, he pulled her head down into his musky groin.
She sniffed his delightful male smell and her body caught fire, becoming again the magical, mystical fucking machine she had come to expect.
With expertise and desire she drew Jeff's enormous cock inside her mouth and began to lick it. She hadn't realized until his cock was deep in her throat just how much she had wanted her brother.
It took less than ten minutes of deep-throated sucking to bring Jeff's cock to a boil. He went rigid in Jenny's arms and she shoved her face hard into his coarse forest of pubic hair and drew his entire prickshaft as far down her throat as possible.
She loved the taste and feel of her brother's thick fucker as it began to leap and buck against her throat muscles and then enormous wads of cum spurted into her mouth. She tried to drink it all but couldn't. His cock filled her so full that the cum dripped and oozed from her lips even as she struggled to savor each drop.
Of all the cum she'd tasted in the past three days, her brother's was by far the best. It had a young male flavor, a spunkiness that made her cunt twitch with desire.
Holding Jeff's throbbing cock tightly with her lips, she maneuvered her hips until she'd straddled his face and poised her wet fuck-slit just over his mouth.
There was a hesitation, one she didn't mind too much because she was so busy slurping Jeff's magnificent long fuckrod back to rigid perfection. His thighs muscles trembled and tensed as his cock slid back into the deep recesses of her throat and she allowed her tight lips to close around him.
At that moment she felt his fingers dip into her soft, dripping cunt and spread her pussy lips wide. Seconds later, his tongue entered her hungry cunt-hole. If he needed lessons in love, she certainly couldn't tell. His mouth worked like magic and he brought her to one climax after another.
They nestled in that position for hours, bringing each other off time after time. Eventually, after they'd both climaxed repeatedly, they dozed.
It was almost dark outside when Jenny opened her eyes. Jeff's tongue was raging in and out of her hot fuck-hole and he was twisting around, trying to find her mouth with his rigid cock.
Jenny pushed him back. "We haven't fucked," she whispered. "Let's fuck."
He stared at her. "We can't. We're-you know."
"What?" she asked. "Related? I know you want me and I want you. Why should we let other people set our standards?"
"You don't think it's wrong?" His hand was pumping his cock all the while he talked.
"No," she laughed, getting him turned around at last. "I don't think it's wrong if it's what we both want to do."
His mouth swooped down and engulfed her lips. His tongue burrowed deep into the recesses of her mouth and their body juices mingled. Jenny could taste her own cunt fluids on his tongue mixed with the man flavor of his spit. Her own mouth tasted of Jeff and she could tell that turned him on.
They moved against each other greedily, letting their hands intertwine as they explored each other's bodies. Finally they could take the tension no longer. Jeff poised his gigantic cock over Jenny's hungry cunt and she expertly guided him into her cunt lips.
Their fucking was instinctive, born of the desire they'd kept dormant for so many years. They moved with easy fluid grace, pumping themselves until incredible penetration had been achieved. Jeff's cock was long-by far the longest cock she'd taken yet-and she lifted her ass and ground her hips until she had consumed his entire fuckshaft.
They pumped on her old brass bed and felt the exhilaration of their incestuous fucking. Then, with one last, magnificent push, they came together, shouting their pleasure loudly through the empty house, defying their dead father and their absent, alcoholic mother with lusty, animalistic cries.
Hours later, they collapsed exhausted. They had fucked until they could fuck no more. Jeff, newly aroused to the pleasures of his own body, now understood how loneliness had driven Jenny to the dogs.
The last thing he said before they fell into sated sleep was, "Please let me watch you tomorrow. Let me watch you fuck some dogs."
Jenny patted him, knowing the days were getting sweeter, and hoping their mother would stay away for a long, long time.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Jeff woke Jenny the next morning with a surprise. He held a steaming cup of coffee and a bouquet of flowers he'd picked from the garden next to the house.
As she sat up smiling, Jenny thanked him for such thoughtful gifts. Just then, Tony bounded into the bedroom.
"What's this?" she asked, unable to keep the twinkle out of her eyes. "I think my stuffy brother has had a change of heart."
Jeff smiled and ran his hand sensuously over the bulge in his shorts. As he touched his cock, it sprang to life.
"I've had a change all right," he said. "But I wouldn't necessarily say it was in my heart."
Jenny scooted up on the bed and leaned against the headboard.
"We have to get busy," she cautioned Jeff. "The dogs have to be fed and most of them need to be exercised."
"This is Sunday. We're going to rest." He sipped his coffee and let his glance fall on Tony in a meaningful way.
"So, you tell the dogs they can't eat," she laughed. "I forgot to get them a calendar this year."
Tony was excited to see her, and he was circling the bed, trying to find a way to jump up there and start playing those games with her that he loved to play. She reached down to pet him, and he quickly maneuvered himself so he was rubbing his cock all over her hand.
She stroked his cock-skin back and forth a few times, getting herself as excited as the dog. He stood, placed his paws on the bed, and licked her face. She had to look away from his sweet prick which was standing proudly just a few inches from her eyes.
"Get down, silly," she said, pushing him away. "Let me drink my coffee." She studied Jeff carefully. "Why did you bring him up here?"
Her brother grinned broadly. "Two reasons. One, I want the three of us to get better acquainted. Two, we have no chores to do today. I told Bellows to do them all, and he's so grateful to be staying that he said it would be a pleasure."
"Just how much better acquainted do you want the three of us to get?" she inquired, gazing at Tony and letting her mind dwell on all the lewd things she had done with the dog in the past.
"I want to watch the two of you fuck," Jeff replied simply.
Jenny leaned forward and gave him a soft kiss. As she did, the sheet fell away and her full tits spilled into view.
Tony barked at the sight of her tits and jumped on the bed, tipping both cups of coffee. They laughed and let the cups fall. Jeff attached his mouth to one tit and Tony began a frenzied lick-feast on the other.
Carefully, Jenny settled back, trying not to disturb either of her loving males as they readjusted their positions. Jeff lay beside her, drawing her engorged right nipple in and out of his mouth, taking tiny nips with his teeth as he got all turned-on watching the dog.
Tony's swollen cock swayed heavily before Jenny's eyes. She had seen it like this before, but her brother seemed totally unprepared for the sight of his massive cock. One creamy drop of cum oozed from Tony's piss slit and Jeff almost passed out.
Jenny wanted that drop of cum. In fact, she wanted Tony's beautiful cock back inside her mouth. She had missed him more than she'd realized. If Jeff didn't like this, he'd have to leave the room. He'd brought Jenny her favorite dog-lover and he'd have to pay the price of watching the two of them do what they did best.
"C'mere, Tony," she whispered softly. "Come and give me some honey."
The Doberman moved forward until his prick was poised just above her mouth. God, it was beautiful! Full, hard, and hot. She wanted to feel its firmness on her tongue and feel it thrusting deep into her throat. The pink point almost hypnotized her as she watched it move sensuously over her face. It was a strange contrast to the great, round knob on Jeff's cock. She loved both their fuck-shafts, but right now she wanted Tony, wanted him in every way.
Tony took one last step, positioning his great fuckrod less than an inch from Jenny's lips. Folding her pillow under her head, she gained the extra reach and drew his swollen cock into the warmth of her mouth.
She tongued the dog-prick, reveling in the intense pleasure of such wonderful cock-flesh. Her cheeks surged in and out as she sucked his fuck-pole deeper and deeper into her throat.
Beside her, Jeff licked her nipple and stared at the cock-sucking with wide-eyed fascination. His hands were roaming everywhere, on Jenny, then tugging at his own cock.
"How does he taste?" Jeff asked, his voice shaking with passion.
"Wonderful," Jenny replied, using the short break to take a deep gulp of air.
Then, hungry beyond belief to eat the dog, she began to run her tongue over his fuzzy balls. At last, too greedy to be patient, she sucked his thick fuckrod back into her throat.
Jeff groaned and dug his fingers into her wet, dripping cunt. Her ass lifted to meet him, and she opened her cunt-slit like a clam, sucking his fingers deep down where her pussy lips could grasp them and grind against the hardness of his palm. Her clit went wild, searching for his thumb. Once she'd found it, she drilled her body hard upward.
Impaled that way, between Tony's monstrous cock and Jeff's thumb and fingers, she had her first climax. Wave after wave of passion washed over her. Her lips clamped down on Tony's cock and her cheek muscles massaged it with machine-like precision.
At the same time, her cunt opened and gobbled two of Jeff's fingers, sucking them deep inside and holding them captive.
Tony responded by thrusting his hips at her face with rhythmic sensuality. His performance was a dance which she couldn't see because the pleasure of their actions had her moaning and closing her eyes in spite of her great desire to see everything that happened.
She felt Jeff move down between her legs where he softly kissed her wet cunt while he continued to draw his fingers in and out of the tight little fuck-hole. The sound this frigging made was erotic and it made Jenny tug harder on Tony's cock with her mouth. She pulled the Doberman's huge fuckrod deep inside her throat as she gurgled her passion loudly through the room and let her fingers gently maul the dog's balls.
His ball sac went hard with desire and he pushed his wonderful cock even deeper into her throat. His cock was hard, hot, and rigid. Jenny felt his body tense and he clawed his way up the bed. His ass dipped low, and by all his body language, she knew he was ready to come.
Jeff seemed to sense this, too, and he pulled his hands and face out of Jenny's pussy, crawling close to her head so he could watch the Doberman come.
The dog wailed, and then he began to hump the girl's mouth furiously, pumping wad after wad of thick, heavy cum deep into her throat.
As always, she tried to drink all of the delightful liquid and failed. Syrupy drops began to seep from the corners of her mouth as she gulped and swallowed.
Jeff moaned, and then he placed his mouth on Jenny's, licking the cum that dribbled free and whining as he opened his mouth slightly. She knew his lips and tongue felt the thrusting motion of flesh as the Doberman's cock plunged in and out of her mouth.
The dog seemed to come for hours. One spasm would end, only to have a new wave of vibrations shake his cock and a new stream of cum would shoot out.
Jeff was wild. His hands squeezed Jenny's tits and massaged her heaving tit-flesh until she thought she might come from that sensation alone.
Then, still holding her tits and licking Tony's thrusting fuckrod, Jeff managed to roll onto Jenny's body and insert his hot swollen cock into her cunt.
The new action caused a flurry of activity. Jeff humped on Jenny like a wild man. She bucked and heaved beneath him, trying desperately to climax as many times as possible.
Tony, aroused by the new positions and rhythms, plunged deep into Jenny's throat again, and she felt his fuck-pole grow large and hard.
It was a great fuck.
Jenny got wild as she listened to the beautiful squeaking of her bed springs and the lusty cries of both males. She concentrated on each and every sensation her body experienced. Her brother's wonderful cock was deep, deeper than it had gone last night.
Friction, cushioned by the dripping fuck-juices her pussy spewed forth, slowly nudged her cunt walls toward a thunderous climax. She really felt the friction, thought about each thrust of Jeff's cock and the way his prick somehow managed to stroke her clit as he plunged deeper and deeper inside her body.
Tony's cock got plenty of attention, too. It vibrated inside Jenny's mouth, bucking around and then swelling to a point where it became a fixed, pulsating object that ground against the walls of her mouth and throat and periodically shot jets of cum which she gobbled with delight.
She began to concentrate on ways she could intensify her own pleasure. She lifted her head, taking Tony's cockshaft deep into her mouth. Then, alternating, she rotated her hips and pushed them hard against her brother's cock, taking him deeper, too.
Jenny bucked, riding the two males, her mouth impaled on the dog's cock, savoring his sharp-ended prick's sweet juices, then thrust her pussy hard against Jeff's knobby-ended cock until she seemed to feel his wonderful prick skewering her belly.
Push. Shove. Push. Shove.
She rocked back and forth like a madwoman, and she knew what she was doing at every moment. She wanted those two fuck-poles to stay hard forever, wanted to ride them all day and far into the night.
But, as always happened, the cocks went rigid and shot one time too often, and then both of them went soft.
Jenny felt empty as Tony and Jeff slowly pulled their pricks out of her body and fell exhausted at her side. She had climaxed repeatedly, but her cunt screamed out for more. She halfway wished old Bellows and the vet would come back and give her more.
She started to finger her own pussy-slit.
"Watch me," she rasped at her brother, surprised at the passion that still shook her voice.
"What?" He raised up on one elbow and gazed at her, glassy-eyed and sated.
"Put your face down by my cunt and watch me come," Jenny breathed. "Fm still horny and I want you to see me come."
He nodded, seemingly game for anything, and then he crawled back to her pussy and stared at her fingers as she began to massage and rotate her slippery wet clit. The little bud loved the action and stood up for more. She fingered it, flicking it one way and feeling it bounce back the other.
Jeff breathed heavily as her manipulation continued. She began playing with her cunt lips, squeezing them in perfect harmony with the flicking of her cut. Jeff's cock, which was only a few inches from her face, throbbed to life once again.
Tony, drawn by the sighs and moans, crawled down by Jenny's cunt and watched her pussy-play. In seconds he joined in, dipping his tongue into her glistening cunt slit and managing to keep time with her hands. Each time she spread her cunt lips, Tony lapped a mouthful of juice and drank deeply.
Her cunt became like old faithful as she worked it back and forth, whimpering her pleasure as tears of joy brushed her cheeks. Finally, her slow torture paid off, and she began to come in great waves. Seeing her like that drove both males wild.
First Tony started to lick and suck her swollen cunt, and then, almost as if he were crazed, Jeff joined in. Their tongues actually touched a few times as Jenny lifted her head and watched the marvelous licking. Her cunt bucked repeatedly with climax after climax, and she finally had to rest her flushed face against the cool pillows. But not before she'd seen her pussy lips open and close on Jeff and Tony's tongues. She shot creamy streams of cum into their faces and drew both tongues deep inside her insatiable pussy, using strong muscles that were only beginning to develop.
Jenny had found new meaning to life here on the farm, and she never wanted to leave.
She watched her brother's sweet head bob up and down in her fuck-slit, and she hoped he would feel the same, hoped he would decide to stay on the farm forever.
CHAPTER EIGHT
They all went to sleep about seven that night, and they slept the clock around.
Jenny woke sometime in the darkest part of the night and felt a warm tongue stroking her cunt, but she fell asleep again immediately.
She was the first to wake up, and she smiled as she gazed at their tangled limbs, wondering Who had licked her so softly in the night. Both Jeff and Tony were sleeping with their heads near her pussy, and Jeff had one hand curled gently around a tuft of her downy cunt fur.
As Jenny watched them, feeling a surge of love, Tony lifted his head.
"Morning, boy," she whispered. "Let's go make some coffee for Jeff."
She moved her legs, separating them so she could climb out of bed. They had a lot of chores to do to make up for yesterday's pleasure.
Tony seized the moment and shoved his nose into Jenny's widely spread cunt. She moaned.
"Don't do that, baby!"
But the tender licking was too wonderful to resist and she dropped back against the pillows and let the Doberman have his way.
It was a tender attack, one that had her pussy muscles opening and closing with hunger in a matter of moments. She hadn't wanted another bout of sex, but this gentle lapping of Tony's tongue across her fuck-slit had her moaning with pleasure before she could rise from the bed.
He dipped his tongue deep into her cunt-hole and began to draw mouthful after mouthful of creamy juice from her body. Just watching him eat and savor those fluids made Jenny's pussy twitch. She spread her legs as far apart as they would go and then she began to tug hard on her cunt-lips, pulling them roughly apart so Tony could ravage the small fuck-hole more easily.
His tongue worked like a cock. It really did. Somehow he managed to curl the long, pink organ at both sides until it resembled a prick. Then he slowly moved the curved tip back and forth over Jenny's pussy before he suddenly drilled the lovely object deep into her greedy fuck-hole.
She was thrashing on the bed. Jeff's head bounced up and down but he still didn't wake. Jenny squeezed her tits hard, until small bruises appeared. Her nipples, turgid and hard, begged to be sucked to release.
Every fiber of her body craved fucking, and she marveled at that thought even as she rammed her cunt into Tony's mouth with frantic, lewd thrusts. Last night she had thought she might never have the strength to fuck again, and now, before she'd even crawled out of the bed, she was humping her ass up and down and wanting to come forever.
Her right knee slapped against Jeff's shoulder, and he finally managed to lift his drowsy head. His eyes snapped wide-awake quickly when he saw Tony's tongue drilling in and out of his sister's dripping fuck-hole.
Jeff groaned and crawled toward her, his arms trembling. They kissed passionately and she felt giddy from the heat of his body. He pressed his hardening cock against her thigh, careful not to disturb Tony who was still lapping her clit and then drilling his tongue into her pussy-hole.
It was a slow fuck. They simply enjoyed each other's bodies, no longer fearful that they'd be separated the next moment. Jeff and Jenny watched Tony with growing desire as the dog spread the girl's legs even farther apart with his heavy paws. His mouth was incredible. He seemed to have an awesome ability to draw every shred of pleasure from Jenny's cunt.
Jeff breathed as heavily as Jenny as they stared at the Doberman's invading tongue. Curled, like he'd held it earlier, he drove the pink hardness of it deep inside the girl's body, wielding it more and more like a cock with each thrust. Her breath was coming in short gasps, and she could feel the heat of desire burning her cheeks. Just knowing that her brother was watching this lewd penetration drove Jenny wild.
After almost fifteen minutes of this thrusting, Tony pulled his tongue from her depths and began to lap gently at her clit.
Her body shivered with carnal desire and she stared, drinking in the erotic sight and lifting her hips so the Doberman could lick her from ass to clit.
Jeff sensed what she wanted, and he quickly placed a pillow under her raised and undulating hips. Wild with desire, Jenny drew her legs toward her chest and presented her uplifted ass-hole to the dog.
He turned in a tight circle on the bed and pawed at the pillow, shoving his nose hard against the young girl's ass-hole and trying to get her to turn over. He wanted to mount her and fuck. But now she wanted to wait; she wanted to feel his heavy flat tongue work her ass muscles in the same way he'd tortured her cunt.
Realizing she was not going to roll over, the Doberman sighed and sank to the mattress. His huge cock almost kept him from lying down, but at last he rested on his haunches and used his front paws to separate her legs again.
If she hadn't been so horny, Jenny suspected the position would have hurt. She was splayed before the dog like a piece of meat, and glancing down, she could see her clit throbbing tall and erect in her forest of pussy hair.
Tony's tongue began to drill its way into her ass-hole and she screamed with pleasure. The small muscles around her ass-hole surrendered completely, and she felt the heat of the Doberman's tongue as it penetrated deep within her body.
Jeff was on his hands and knees, watching the dog's efforts. Jenny could tell that Tony's new passion was driving her brother wild with desire. He panted and stared at the Doberman's tongue, working his own mouth lewdly as he watched the dog ream out her ass.
With a crazed lunge, Jeff dove into her cunt, spreading her cunt lips wide with his fingers as he allowed his tongue to plow deep inside her fuck-hole. It was incredible! She could almost feel the two tongues meet through the thin wall that separated her cunt and ass.
Both males were eating her with abandon and she flung her body up and down, careful to move in rhythm with their mouths lest she lose a single thrust from either tongue. She climaxed repeatedly, never sure which opening had convulsed her to pleasure. She felt Jeff's fingers penetrate her and open her cunt-hole forcefully until he was able to dip his tongue in and beat it about her tender pussy walls.
Her screams were loud as she wailed her wanton pleasure to the world. In her wildest dreams she had never imagined so many orgasms or that an orgasm could be of such intensity.
Jeff crouched over her face, seemingly unaware of his own position as he dipped his hands and mouth in and out of her cunt. She could feel the sensation of both males eating her relentlessly, and she reached up for Jeff's hot and swollen prick which dangled above her lips.
With demented gratitude Jenny slid his engorged cock inside her mouth and began to work her convulsing lips up and down the length of his prick shaft. He came in seconds, shooting her mouth full of thick spunk. She tasted him, reveling in the young maleness of his cum. Her body orgasmed repeatedly as she thrust upward again and again, taking both tongues inside her fuck-holes with wild abandon.
She and Jeff were wet with sweat, and they slid against each other. It was a peculiar feeling, lewd in an odd way. Jenny moved just to feel the wetness of her brother and the way his flesh slid away from hers. Both tongues brought her to one more climax and then they were withdrawn.
In her efforts to turn over quickly and service her gallant dog-lover, she almost knocked
Jeff to the floor. He clutched her ass with a laugh and steadied her, even helping the Doberman mount her trembling body. In seconds, Tony was deep in her thrashing cunt and she was coming again, her cunt muscles gripping his hard cock.
They fucked until nine o'clock, and all three of them came more times than they could count. Jenny felt sorry for the males, sorry that they couldn't come every few minutes like she could. When the session had ended, she held her brother in her arms and enjoyed the sensation of damp sheets and the wet juices their bodies had produced.
Jeff and Jenny bathed together, and laughed as they felt the healing water pull the soreness out of their muscles. Perhaps it was because they were so young, they decided. But they knew they could fuck again whenever they wanted after a soothing bath.
Jeff kissed Jenny's right tit and tried to shove her toward the brass bed when they left the bathroom. She slapped his wet ass and told him to get dressed.
"We have chores to do," she giggled, "even if you bribed old Bellows with his life, he couldn't handle all the work again today."
"He looked strong enough when I caught him fucking you Saturday," Jeff said.
"And aren't you glad you caught us?" Jenny teased. "You might never have had the courage to fuck me yourself if you hadn't gotten so mad about Bellows and Dread."
Jeff rubbed his cock and his cheeks flushed. "I'm glad," he said. "Very glad."
Tony stayed close beside them as they dressed and headed for the barn. His cock was limp, and every so often he sat and tugged at it hard with his mouth. Jeff and Jenny laughed and assured the Doberman that his prick would work again as soon as he'd rested it.
The barn seemed quiet and dark when they opened the heavy door and entered. Jenny was about to yell for old Bellows, but Jeff shushed her with a motion. They stood and listened. They became aware of grunting, pleasure sounds over their heads.
The loft again! But who could Bellows have taken up there? Except for the bitches, Jenny was the only female for miles around. She and Jeff had the same thought at the same time. They both crept quietly up the ladder, rung by rung. Jenny was first and she quickly moved aside so Jeff could see the unbelievable sight.
Dread and Bellows were both mounted on bitches and their eyes were closed as they thrust back and forth, driving their hard cocks deep inside the bitches' tight pussies. Jenny felt her nipples go stiff at the erotic sight, and looked down to see her swollen tits straining against her clean tank top. Jeff was already clutching his cock and moving his cock-meat up and down.
There was an aroma of musk in the air and they reacted like animals.
Her brother's hand began exploring her ass lewdly as she stared at the scene before her. Bellows was turned so she had a perfect view of him. His fat prick plunged in and out of the bitch with long, fucking strokes. The female didn't back away, either. She was pushing against him as she would any male when she was in heat. Jenny recognized both bitches as ones she had put in the mating pens only three days before.
Bellows had apparently watched the dogs fuck as intently as Jenny had over the many years they'd bred them. He was a near perfect mimic of a male dog as he wrapped his arms tightly around the bitch's sides and placed his head low into her shoulder blades. He pounded her with his cock until Jeff and Jenny watched his body grow tense. The old man cried out and they sensed his hot cum shooting deep within the bitch's cunt. Even when the aftershocks of his jism seemed to have slowed to a trickle, the old man gently clung to the bitch and pushed his cock slowly in and out of her body.
Unable to help herself, Jenny moaned and caressed her pussy. Dread and the old man looked up. The old man's prick slid out of the female's cunt like a dead lizard. Dread, wild-eyed and afraid of Jeff, pulled back hard to dismount but he was stuck. His bitch kept shoving her ass back, as if telling him she needed more. He whined, bewildered.
Jenny climbed the rest of the way into the loft and began to gently stroke Dread's head, calming him so he could give his lady what she wanted. He responded by slowly beginning to thrust into his bitch. Knowing the ecstasy of a cock swollen so large it couldn't be withdrawn, the girl knew the wonderful sensations that were throbbing in the Doberman bitch's pussy. She got horny just thinking about the dog's cunt muscles and the way they would be convulsing around that enormous knobby cock right now.
Bellows was crouched on the floor, waiting to see what they were going to do to him for fucking one of the bitches. Jenny didn't care what Jeff did. At least, she didn't care right then. She was watching Dread push in and out of the female and remembering how marvelous his fucking had been up here in the loft before her brother had interrupted. Her cunt was oozing fuck-juice into her thicket of pubic hair and she was undulating her hips involuntarily.
She had straddled the female's head in order to comfort Dread, and now her pussy was lusting for the male dog's tongue to be slurping her dry with hungry, sloppy strokes. She frantically tugged at her shorts, pulling them down to her knees. Then she pushed her wet fuck-slit at Dread's nose, luring him up from the bitch's back.
The scent drove him wild. He plunged his snout against her, and began slurping her wet cunt with wide, flat strokes. At the same time, he pushed in and out of the bitch, and Jenny knew yet another erotic sensation. Each deep thrust into the bitch seemed to open the Doberman's mouth and he drank greedily from her cunt. They moved against each other like that, oblivious to Jeff, Bellows, and the other bitch, for what seemed like hours. When Dread came, plunging his hot fuck-pole deep inside the bitch, he drove his tongue just as deeply inside Jenny's body. She came, skewered on his stiff, hard tongue. The Doberman bitch, fully sated, slipped away to lick her tortured pussy, and Jenny sank to the ground and offered herself up to Dread, nursing him with her swollen cunt.
She turned once and saw Jeff fucking the female that Bellows had used. His cock was buried deep in her cunt and he was shoving in and out of her with a lustful expression. Every so often he'd squeeze his eyes tightly, a look of intense pleasure on his face.
Old Bellows was masturbating. He'd flung himself down on a pallet, and as he watched the action around him, he worked the loose skin of his cock up and down. It was wild to watch, and it was making Jenny hornier than ever.
When she felt Dread pushing at her ass, trying to get her on her hands and knees, she scooted around so she could watch the old man jack off as the dog fucked her. Dread mounted her with ease and she felt his sharp claws dig into her swinging tits as they had done before. Her shirt was keeping her from enjoying the sensation completely so she grabbed the hem and pulled the thin cotton material up and over her head with a fluid motion. She had stripped herself naked by now and she savored the feel of cool air brushing her sweaty flesh.
The Doberman's pointed fucker slid through her wet pussy-lips with ease, and Jenny squirmed with joy as he shoved his massive prick deep, deep inside her.
She and Jeff were facing each other, him with his cock deep in a bitch, and her being fucked by a dog. They smiled through their lust-swollen lips and gazed lovingly into each other's eyes.
Slowly, his cock still thrusting deeply into his bitch, Jeff maneuvered close enough to where he and Jenny could kiss. For the first time they really tongued each other's mouths deeply, exploring as far back as their tongues would reach.
Cindy, the bitch Jeff was fucking, whined and pushed hard against his cock. It was weird. Jenny had fucked him only this morning and yet she felt possessive, almost wishing no other pussy could feel him but hers.
Bellows was crawling close, still whacking his cock hard and staring at all the action. He got right up to where Jeff and Jenny thrashed--one fucking, one being fucked, and Jenny gripped his cock so hard she was afraid she'd tear it off as she ground her hips against him and climaxed for what seemed like hours. Bellows came at once, spurting wildly.
Jeff's climax was no less intense. He clutched Cindy tightly and pressed his head down against her back as his ass muscles worked his cock in and out of her like a human piston. Jenny was exhausted when it was over, and she reached for Jeff's hand, feeling him return her touch as they both sank to the soft pallets on the loft floor.
Dread and Cindy began to lick both young people clean and they moaned their pleasure as the rough tongues moved from one wet, sticky spot to another.
Suddenly, with a cry that was not quite human, Bellows fell across Jenny's body and began to lick her frenziedly. He pushed Dread away. Then, starting at her toes, the old man licked every spot on her body until not a single drop of sperm or cum was left. He didn't stop licking her until he'd tongued her face and chin clean.
Cindy and Dread had to be content to lick Jeff and themselves. When the job was done, they fell asleep in the loft and slept like babies.
CHAPTER NINE
Jenny woke to hear Tony whining at the bottom of the ladder. She turned groggily to the window high in the west end of the loft and saw the sun lowering itself in the sky.
She jerked upright, frantic to get the chores done before dark. She had a strong sense her mother would come home soon. As she sat up, she dislodged old Bellow's head which had been nestled in the sweaty dampness between her legs.
Now he sat up, his hair matted by sweat and his eyes swollen from sleep. The two bitches lifted their heads and Jeff rolled onto his back, exposing his prick. It was soft now, and it lay curled in the nest of dark pubic hair in his groin. Jenny had to force herself to look away, force herself to ignore the naked cock that had become so important to her.
"C'mon," she cried. "Everybody up!"
She stood, searching the floor until she found her shorts and tank top. Holding them in her hand, she allowed herself the luxury of sniffing the damp garments. A musky odor clung to her clothes, reminding her of the foreplay she'd enjoyed before the fuck-feast. She could almost imagine that her nose distinguished the individual scents of the female Dobermans, old Bellows and Jeff.
She knew she could smell her own cunt-juice, could sniff deeply of the wild and carnal cravings that had driven her to fuck like an animal. The scent intrigued her and she dipped her fingers far into her cunt-hole as she drew the shorts past her wet thicket of hair. She hated the idea that the fun was over for the moment.
She licked the thick fluid off her fingers and sighed, watching the slow motions of Jeff and Bellows getting dressed. She understood their remorse. Even the bitches looked sorry that their orgy had ended.
"Hey," she chided. "It's not the end of the world! We really have chores to do if we expect to keep these animals alive to fuck us another day."
She laughed, imagining for a moment how gaunt the Dobermans would get if they just continued to fuck them daily and never fed them.
"Also," she reminded them, "We have bitches in heat who need studs. We need new pups badly. I'm afraid we're going to fuck these to death soon."
Jeff laughed slowly and zipped his jeans. "Okay, you win. But if Mom doesn't come home today, then we'll all meet here tomorrow."
Bellows' face lit up as he realized they would do this again.
"We can meet up here tomorrow even if Mom does come home. I doubt if she'd ever look for us here."
Jenny was stroking Cindy's head and wondering if she would lap her cunt if she wanted her to. She was getting hornier by the minute and wishing along with the others that they could fuck again right now.
Her thoughts were rushing ahead of her as they climbed down the ladder to the barn floor below. And even as she led Tony to his run and started her chores, she was already planning to take one or two dogs in the house for the night so she and Jeff could hold another orgy. The sight of her brother's fucked-out cock curled against his body had turned her on, and she was horny to have him inside her again.
The chores went quickly.
It was almost dark when Jenny told the old man he could go on to bed.
As she checked the female's run before turning out the barn lights, she noticed Cindy was gone. She remembered how Bellows had lingered in the barn after she'd sent him to bed and she had to smile. The old man still had enough energy to take a bitch to his bed.
Oddly, Jenny's pussy twitched at the thought of Bellows humping his way through the night on that little cot in his quarters. She could almost hear the squeaking of rusty bed springs as she imagined him plowing his thick fuck-pole in and out of Cindy all night long.
She reached for Jeff's hand. "Want to take a couple of friends up with us?"
He groaned, as horny as Jenny, it seemed.
"Yes," he breathed. "Take as many as you want."
She could see his cock swelling beneath his zipper and she stopped in the dimly lighted barn and stared at his groin lewdly. She started licking her lips with slow, sensuous motions and her brother put his hand on his denim-covered cock and began to pump it hard through the material.
They were both panting as they moved their mouths and bodies erotically. Jenny ran her hands over her tits and smiled as she watched Jeff respond to her hardening nipples. Finally, leaning forward and kissing his turgid cock through his clothes, she stopped the game. Another few minutes and they would never make it to the familiar brass bed in her room.
"Who shall we take?" Jenny asked, her voice catching with husky passion.
"Tony, for sure!" Jeff said. "And Cindy?"
"Too late," she smiled. "Bellows took her."
"That old fucker!" Jeff fumed, but Jenny could see new respect for the old man shining in her brother's eyes.
"If you want a female," she said, "take Bonnie. She's just come into heat and she's so horny she's been backing into anything on the place that even resembles a cock."
Jeff's eyes gleamed at those words, and they went to get both animals. They seemed to know a special treat was in store as Jeff and Jenny hurried them toward the house.
Jenny heated a dinner of ham and mashed potatoes for Jeff and herself, knowing they needed food for strength. The dogs lay beside them, watching with undisguised desire. A few times Tony licked his cock with flat, wide strokes and Jenny watched his prick swell as she ate.
The whole scene was erotic in a different kind of way. Jeff and Jenny ate their food as if it were the meat of love. Their gazes were locked together and they chewed loudly, sucking excess juices from their fingers with sexual overtones. Jenny's shorts were getting sopped with her fluids as she fucked Jeff with her eyes. Soon, both of them had red cheeks and their breath was coming in short gasps.
Jeff mouthed the creamy potatoes and let them protrude from his lips lewdly. Jenny's cunt throbbed with desire. It throbbed so hard she could have counted each and every beat of her heart.
They stood without speaking and headed for the stairs, leaving the dishes where they were.
Both dogs padded along behind them and Jenny's pussy dripped openly as she anticipated the wonderful feelings they were about to experience.
She and Jeff fell on the bed and began to grope each other's crotches. They didn't even bother to remove their clothes; they just started feeling and stroking.
Jeff's fingers massaged the sopped crotch of Jenny's shorts and he ran his fingers over the wet, slippery material until she thought she'd lose her mind from pleasure. She stopped groping his groin, knowing she'd give him an outstanding fuck when his turn came. Right now she wanted nothing except the opportunity to concentrate on the sensations his hands and eyes were creating on the outside of her cunt. She wanted to feel his body consume her.
She thrust hard against him, trying to force her shorts to one side so she could feel actual flesh as their skin connected hotly. The bed groaned under their weight and she thrashed about, nearly dying from desire.
At last, apparently tired of torturing her, Jeff pulled her shorts off and tossed them on her belly. She pushed them to one side so she could watch her brother's face as he burrowed into her hairy fuck-slit. The feeling was incredible, almost as if they'd never done it before.
He inserted his fingers tenderly into her cunt and slowly pulled her cunt lips apart. Then he gazed into her pulsating pussy so lovingly that she almost came. She could feel her juices bubbling from her body and she felt a surge of love as Jeff deliberately dipped his head and drew the moist droplets onto his tongue. Then he lifted his head, allowing her a perfect view of his cream-covered tongue. He moved the pointed probe back and forth sensuously before pulling it into his warm mouth where he seemed to savor the delicious liquid for a long moment.
Then, when Jenny was moaning with lust and pleasure, dying from anticipation, he dipped his head and lapped up another mouthful. The blissful torture went on and on. He drank like a hungry child, displaying each victorious mouthful before taking it inside the hot mouth and rolling it around his tongue as if it were the finest French wine.
Something jolted the bed, and Jenny saw both dogs crawl up beside her. Tony watched Jeff's mouth as it worked in and out of her cunt. He whined. The next thing Jenny knew, he had her wet panties in his mouth and he was loudly licking and sucking the crotch, pulling the musky juices into his mouth.
Soon, beside himself with desire, the Doberman began to chew the crotch. He was dry-humping her shoulder, and even Jeff had stopped licking for a moment, as engrossed in the action as Jenny.
Soon, Tony had actually eaten her soggy panty crotch, and his eyes were wild-looking. He kept humping Jenny's shoulder and, feeling the heavy bulk of him hunching his hot prick into her soft flesh, she began to return his thrusts. In moments the big male came. He let out a moaning cry and thick cum splashed against the girl's arm. Then it dribbled hotly down her flesh and settled in warm puddles between her tits.
The scene was a real turn-on. Bonnie, the bitch they'd brought, could no longer stay out of the action. She crawled onto Jenny's body and drove her tongue into the wet puddles of cum. And then, once she had the hang of it, the bitch began to lick Jenny's frenzied body like a whore.
The girl scooped up some of Tony's cum-juice and spread it on her cunt like salve. Jeff knew what she was doing and he moved back, giving her plenty of room. Soon Bonnie was following her nose into Jenny's pussy and there she stayed, licking and drinking as if she'd found the fountain of youth.
The idea that Bonnie was a female made Jenny crazy. She came in the dog's mouth and thrashed around wildly on the bed. Bonnie loved it, and dipped her long tongue far inside the girl so she could get every drop of white, foamy moisture.
Jeff turned and presented his hot, hard cock to Jenny's lips. She slurped it in with greedy motions. And there she lay, skewered again. A dog tongue inside her and her brother's cock far down her throat.
They were like that when their mother walked in.
The light flipped on and Mrs. Masey screamed-all in one second, it seemed.
Jeff and Jenny turned, trying to wipe the love juices off their lips.
"Damn you, both," their mother yelled. Her face was red and she looked like she was going to have a stroke or something. "I go on the wagon, go without booze for days, so I can be a better mother. And this is the thanks I get!"
She was staring at their naked bodies, and in spite of her anger, Jeff didn't seem to be able to keep his raging cock down. It kept swelling back up and almost touching Jenny's lips. It seemed to have a mind of its own and wanted to go back where it had been before the interruption.
No one knew what to do. Bonnie didn't know what guilt was and her tongue continued to drill into Jenny's hot, wet pussy. And no matter how hard the girl tried not to think about the sensations, she was getting closer and closer to another climax.
Then Tony jumped down from the bed and walked toward Jenny's Mom, sniffing her bare legs. Then, because he was horny and liked women, he shoved his head up the woman's cotton skirt. Jenny was trying to imagine her mother's reaction to his hard nose being pressed against her cunt. Suddenly, Bonnie's tongue lapped across an extremely sensitive spot inside Jenny's body. She wailed, driven over the edge, and she came loudly.
In her frenzy, she pulled Jeff's cock back into her mouth and he shot wads of hot spunk deep into her throat. There was something so decadent about coming in front of their mother! Yet both of them got kind of kinky pleasure out of it. Their climaxes lasted for a long time before they came back to the reality of the trouble they were in, back to the reality of an enraged mother who had caught her two children not only fucking each other, but two dogs as well.
Jeff and Jenny recovered at almost the same time and turned to their mother, turned to face the music.
Tony had won Mrs. Masey over. Jenny couldn't even be sure their mother had seen them reach their climaxes. She was on the floor and the Doberman had pushed her skirt up around her waist. She lay there with her eyes closed and her purse spilling its contents everywhere.
The dog's tongue was lapping over her panties, stroking her cunt lips hard through the filmy fabric. Unable to help themselves, driven by days of unnatural passion, Jenny and her brother both responded to the sight of their mother's crotch.
They rose in a fluid, naked motion and crossed the room. There they stooped and helped their mother to her feet. Slowly they stripped her clothes from her body and led her to the old brass bed, where they gently pushed her down.
Tony followed and he whined with greedy pleasure. Jeff and Jenny had her on her back, and the male Doberman was poised in front of her tightly clasped knees. Jeff and Jenny each took a side and they gently spread their mother's legs, opened her and presented her cunt to the dog who had been so loving with their own bodies.
The woman didn't open her eyes, but her cunt lips opened to receive the Doberman's tongue. He drilled into her, hot and hard, folding his tongue like a cock as he had with Jenny that morning. Their mother moaned; her eyes flew open and she gazed at Jeff and Jenny. Jenny could see shame and passion struggling inside her.
"Go ahead, Mom," Jenny whispered. "It makes all the loneliness go away."
Jeff touched his mother's large tit and fingered her hard nipple.
"It's okay, Mom. We're family and no one else will ever know."
With that reassurance, the woman surrendered. Her hips moved up and down as she fed her neglected cunt to the dog. He took it with grateful strokes, drinking the long-stored fluids with a glassy-eyed expression that said he truly appreciated her gift.
Hungry to reach their mother after her long alcoholic absence, Jeff and Jenny both began to stroke her large tits. Soon they each had a huge nipple in their mouths and they were nursing on swollen tits that fed them, not milk, but the mother love they'd both needed so badly since the day their father died.
Bonnie, not wanting to be left out, crawled onto the bed and licked Jeff's cock. She was cleaning the cum left from his mouth-fucking session with Jenny, but the boy was building like a volcano toward his next eruption.
Mrs. Masey, enjoying all the sensations by now, reached up and squeezed her huge tits, making them turgid as he aimed one at each of her children.
Tony was pushing hard on the woman's ass.
"Roll over, Mom," Jenny whispered. "He wants you now."
Her eyes questioned her daughter's for only a moment before she realized what Jenny meant. Without a word, she turned over, raising to her hands and knees and offering her long-neglected pussy to the Doberman.
While he mounted her, Jeff and Jenny crawled under her body and reclaimed their nipples. Both of them had taken positions where they could watch their mother get dog-fucked for the first time. It was incredible to see. Mrs. Masey had been without sex for so long that she was hornier than any female either of the children had ever heard about. She ground her cunt-meat hard into the dog's cock as soon as he'd penetrated her.
It was a grinding fuck, a hard fuck. Jeff and Jenny had to clutch their mother's tits to keep her nipples from flying out of their mouths as they sucked at her tit-globes and stared at her cunt as she undulated with Tony.
The woman came repeatedly. And each time she came, she cried her children's names and told them she loved them.
"You've set me free!" she sobbed, pushing her cunt hard into Tony's groin.
Bonnie was still lapping Jeff's fuck-pole and it was beginning to get so hard Jenny thought it might burst. A large drop of pre-cum oozed from his piss-slit and she watched the dog draw it into her mouth hungrily.
Mrs. Masey and Tony came again. Hard. Jeff and Jenny both stopped sucking her tits because her body was rigid and wild. They wanted to watch everything. The Doberman pulled his cock out of their mother's fuck-hole and went down on her, eating his own stream of cum as it spewed back out.
Jeff, his cock almost ready to explode, slid under his mother.
"C'mere, please," he rasped. "I want to fuck you, Mom."
She didn't really answer, just straddled him and lowered her well-lubricated pussy onto his hard cock shaft. Jenny watched them, a little jealous, but mostly thinking how they all had a lifetime of fucking ahead of them. Mrs. Masey's tits bounced grandly as she rocked back and forth on her son's cock. Jenny had never seen any two people quite so hungry as they fucked.
Tony, still not quite sated, came up and nudged Jenny's ass. The idea of having him deep in her cunt while she watched her mother and brother fuck was almost too much. Her pussy twitched and throbbed as she lifted her ass for the dog to mount her, but she managed not to come right then. They all fucked for a long time before the room was filled with the sounds of their orgasms.
Jenny wasn't sure who came first, but whoever it was, triggered all the others. She felt
Tony's hot cock deep, deep inside her and she remembered the first time they'd fucked, the first time she had known how much a pleasure a cock and a cunt could produce.
She liked watching her mother's enormous tits sway as the woman rode Jeff's cock like a demented cowgirl. Searching for one last orgasm, Mrs. Masey leaned back on her son's prick and let him plunge deep inside her as she masturbated, rubbing her clit to another explosion.
When she came, she screamed and cried. Bonnie, the only one not sated by this latest orgy, went over and licked Mrs. Masey's face until she'd licked the tears away.
They all fell on the bed and dozed throughout the night. Twice Jenny woke to feel the mattress bouncing with an energetic fuck and she heard the groan of bedsprings, but she was simply too tired to open her eyes and see who was fucking who.
CHAPTER TEN
After that night, everything was wonderful at Masey's Kennels. Everyone fucked whenever they wanted. Jeff, of course, never returned to Colorado and his lonely life there. Mrs. Masey swore off booze forever.
Old Bellows became a regular part of the orgies, and there were even several nights when Jenny heard him down in her mother's bedroom when they didn't even have any dogs. Mrs. Masey just thought, like her daughter, that the old man was an excellent fuck.
The woman's favorite fuck was Jeff. But Jenny didn't mind. She and her brother were sharing her old brass bed regularly, and she knew Jeff would pick her in a minute if he could only have one female.
That fall, when the weather was especially gorgeous and the trees were brilliant with color, Jenny went hiking with Tony.
They ambled along a trail heading toward Trent's Pond and Jenny thought about the strange events that had affected all their lives. Word had quietly gotten out about the special talents Masey's Dobermans had, and the kennel had been deluged with orders. Now, with Jeff to help Bellows with a lot of the chores, Jenny's main job had changed. She was totally in charge of teaching new pups to fuck.
It was good work. Her body had become agile and muscular as she'd taught group after group of young males to fuck women. Some were easy, performing the function with natural grace; others had to be coaxed, sucked, and lured until they found human cunts as desirable as bitches.
This was Jenny's day off, and she reveled in her freedom as she and Tony wandered through the warm fields. The sun beat down on her back and she stopped, pulling her sweatshirt over her head. There was no one around for miles, and she loved the free feeling as her tits swung unencumbered and cool breezes kissed and teased her nipples.
Tony, as horny as ever, reacted to the sight of her tits as he always did. He ran around in front of her and jumped up on her body, quickly licking a hard nipple before she moved on past him.
Jenny was in the mood to fuck the dog, wanted him desperately really. She just wanted to get to the pond and lay a blanket on the grass beside the calm water. There, she planned to fuck her dear friend until he could fuck no more.
She teased him as they enjoyed the long walk. When he licked her nipples, she would grasp his cock and give it two or three gentle tugs. She knew she was driving the dog wild with desire, but that was the way she wanted him. What with Jeff and all those pups, Jenny never seemed to have enough time with Tony, time when they could just fuck themselves crazy like they used to.
Soon they were at the pond, and she spread the blanket on a grassy bank that sloped down to the water's edge. She pulled her shorts off and stepped out of her shoes, making herself completely naked. Then, carefully folding her clothes, she sat down on the blanket. Tony, expectation gleaming in his eyes, sat beside her.
She began to stroke the Doberman's head. He looked totally content as she gently pushed him to the blanket. Usually the dog was the aggressor, but today Jenny was calling the shots. She got him to roll onto his back and then she raked her fingernails gently up and down his sides.
His large cock began to swell, and she leaned very close so she could watch the change. Her bare tit brushed his warm, silky coat and it felt wonderful. She raised just high enough on her hands and knees to place both her tits on his shiny body and then she began to move slowly, dragging her hungry tit flesh up and down the length of him.
His cock was quite large now, and she leaned over, slurping the tip into her warm mouth. He whined with pleasure and thrust his hips, sending his prick deep into her throat. It was like the old days. She gobbled his cock and rammed her head up and down the length of his cockshaft. Wild to feel him in every way, she let her fingers find his balls and begin to massage and stroke the wonderful globes.
She was driving him crazy. At last she rotated until her wet slit was poised right over his mouth. And then they ate each other with greedy lust. She loved the taste when he shot hot cum deep into her throat. He whined with happiness when her cuntlips finally convulsed and shot her pussy-juices into his mouth.
The lick-feast went on for two hours. There was something very wonderful about having Tony to herself again, and eating his magnificent cock.
Finally, when Jenny could see the sun moving toward early evening, she rose from the blanket and lifted herself up on her hands and knees. Tony seemed to sense the pleasure would be over once they had fucked, and he was reluctant to mount her.
Instead his tongue began another series of invasions into her fuck-hole and she rotated her ass in front of his face as he brought her to another climax. It was incredible. His tongue was lapping her from ass-hole to clit and then drilling deep into her cunt. She lost count of the number of orgasms she experienced. She stared between her bouncing tits and gazed at the
Doberman's cock. It was huge, as if his patient eating had the side effect of making his fuck-tool swell a little bit larger for every minute he was able to wait.
Then with a guttural, primitive cry, Jenny's lover mounted her and drove his sweet doggie cock deep inside her body. They thrust at each other, coming over and over again. Jenny felt his prick grow to double its size, the way it always did when his passion drove him beyond reason. They were stuck together and she wept with unending joy.
Her ass was a rotating piston as she screwed backwards, taking Tony's cock so deeply within her body that she was actually squeezing his balls with her pussy muscles. She rested her head on her arms, which had the effect of raising her ass and cunt even higher for the dog.
They fucked like that for another thirty minutes until Tony could at last pull his swollen cock from her body. This time, with a surge of love, Jenny licked him clean, drawing his sore fuckrod deep into her warm mouth and bathing it with healing saliva.
When the licking was over, she dressed, folded the blanket and started walking home. Both she and Tony were sated.
They had had a wonderful reunion of fucking, a reunion where they'd been able to enjoy each other all alone once more. Jenny patted the Doberman's head as they walked. And he nuzzled her.
Tomorrow she had three pups to begin training. It would be a long week. But as twilight fell and she walked back to the farm with Tony, she made a vow. From now on she would spend more of her days off with the dog, enjoying then-special relationship and reliving the wonderful orgies that had started it all.
