Oftentimes, strange and unconventional desires lurk beneath the veneer of normalcy many individuals project. Given the right set of circumstances, these desires cease to be repressed-and are eventually acted out.
Certain individuals attempt to retaliate against the increasing necessity to comply with society's demands by embracing unorthodox modes of behavior such as bestiality. Subcultures exist in our society, catering to a wide range of tastes. If these cultural avenues of expression did not exist, the pressure to conform would become too much for some people to bear-and the consequences would be devastating.
HOT DOGS FOR DAUGHTER is the story of a family caught up in such a subculture- and the effects of their unconventional behavior on others who are drawn into their world.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
Clay Seagram was amazed when he came home and found his wife getting fucked by the dog.
The Seagrams lived in a large house on the edge of a woodland and Clay kept three large hounds as guard dogs on the isolated property. He was away a lot and he thought the dogs would be good protection for his sexy wife when she was home alone.
But he had never realized that she got lonely -and that the dogs might provide intimate companionship as well as security during his absences.
He had heard the hounds howling as he came up the front walk. Usually the brutes lived in a kennel at the back, and he wondered why Isabelle had let them into the house and why they were making such an ungodly racket.
He went in the house and paused, more puzzled then ever, as he realized that the yelping and howling were coming from the master bedroom. Had the savage brutes gone mad and attacked his wife? he thought, panicking.
Clay dashed to the bedroom and stopped in the doorway, struck dumb by what he saw.
Isabelle was perched on the edge of the bed, her long, shapely legs extended to the floor. She was naked. One of the hounds was angled up before her, his hind paws scrambling on the floor and his front paws braced on either side of her lush hips-and his big, hairy prick fucking furiously into Isabelle's cunt!
Clay stood there, his eyes bulging out like hard-boiled eggs and his jaw hanging open so wide that he looked like a panting dog himself.
It was Thunder who was fucking his wife with such bestial enthusiasm. Storm and Lightning were both hunkered down on their haunches at the foot of the bed. They both had huge hard-ons and their long, red tongues were lolling from the sides of their jaws, drooling.
They were obviously waiting for their turn in this bizarre bestial gang-bang!
The dogs saw Clay, but they didn't look guilty or ashamed. Being only dumb brutes, they had no idea that it was naughty to fuck a woman.
Isabelle, her eyes closed in rapture, didn't see her husband standing in the doorway yet.
It was Storm and Lightning who were making most of the noise, raising their big, blunt heads and baying like wolves at the moon. Each time one of the beasts howled, his cock rippled and flared.
Thunder was making more muted sounds, whimpers and yelps and heavy panting as he fucked his cock savagely into the woman's hairy pussy.
Isabelle was panting as heavily as the hound, like a bitch in heat as the cock stuffed her steaming cunt to the core. It looked like she was cumming. Each time the dog rammed his thick cock in her cunt, milky white cunt-cream foamed out, lathering her crotch. Her clit was standing stiff and tingling in the swampy tide.
The hound slammed in hard, his back twisting into a contorted shape as he buried his cock. Cunt-juice sprayed up into Isabelle's tangled cunt-hair. Her ass ground on the edge of the bed and she shoved her pussy down to meet the animal's brutal thrusts. Her lovely face was a mask of depraved lust, glowing radiantly.
She was obviously in ecstasy. Her cunt was sucking and dragging on the dog's prick, making suction sounds as the fat cock slipped in and out. When the dog drew back, her pliable pussy-lips distended, dragging out along his retreating cock-stalk.
The dog's hairy cock-shaft was all slathered and matted with goo from her cunt and his big, bloated balls were swinging in and out like the clappers of a hairy bell, whacking against her churning ass as he plunged into her pussy. They were so heavy with a cum load that they slapped against the curve of her firm ass like blackjacks.
Clay was furious!
It was bad enough to catch his wife cheating on him, but to find her being unfaithful in then-own marital bed-with a dog! And with two other horny hounds eagerly waiting for a crack at her creamy cunt, to boot! It was no wonder that Clay was angry.
He started to shout abuse at Isabelle. His fists clenched in fury and his lips parted-but then he broke off his cry of outrage and protest.
It was fascinating, as well.
Despite his justified anger, Clay realized that his own prick was starting to rise like a crowbar and his balls were inflating like balloons. The man was jealous and hurt, but he was horny, too.
He stood there, trembling, his jaw tight and his cock swelling more and more each time he saw the dog fuck another stroke into Isabelle's cunt. His breath hissed out, but the woman was panting too loudly to hear it.
The hound fucked, yelping gleefully. His long, bushy tail swung behind his hairy ass like a rudder guiding his thrusts.
Clay could hear the sound that the dog's cock made as it filled his wife's cunt. It hissed into her pussy and her soaking cunt splashed juicily.
Ribbons of pussy nectar poured down her groin and soaked into the tight crack of her ass. The bed was all slimy under her grinding ass as her cunt overflowed and it looked like the dog was about to shoot his wad.
Clay's cock and balls were so bloated now that they were threatening to rip right through his pants, or to melt the fabric by the fiery heat of that cock-meat.
Thunder whipped his prick into the woman and threw his head back, howling. His balls were so full now that they were rolling at the root of his prick. "Ummm-cum, boy!" Isabelle moaned. Clay gasped as he heard his wife addressing the dumb animal in such tender tones, as if they were lovers.
"Spunk my cunt-cream me, Thunder!" she groaned as more girl-cum oozed from her cunt. Her fuck-hole was melting on the dog's cock and she wanted to feel his brutish jism spurt into her as she creamed.
Thunder howled again, a primitive wail of passion. He slammed his cock in and his massive balls exploded violently.
The dog's fuck-juice shot up his rippling cockshaft and spurted into Isabelle's steaming pussy in a deluge. She wailed with the joy of it. The doggy hosed her with a second creamy spurt, grinding in with gusto. Isabelle's whole voluptuous body was shaking and jerking and her clit was going off like a stick of dynamite.
Thunder's prick stuffed her cunt full and mingled doggy spunk and woman-cum seeped out around his tight-fitting cock, soaking her crotch and running down the insides of her trembling thighs in thick ribbons.
The beast fucked wildly and squirted his cum out again and again. Isabelle shuddered with bliss each time she felt another hot, thick, gooey geyser of jism rocket into her creaming cunt-hole.
At last the animal faltered, missing a stroke and losing his hard-on. The last of his doggy-cum trickled out and he stood angled over her, panting in the aftermath of his dynamic cumming, his sides heaving in and out.
Isabelle continued to pump her pussy up and down on his prick for a few moments as she worked off the final spasms of her own orgasm. She smiled dreamily.
Reaching down, she grasped the dog's cock by the slippery cockshaft and gently drew his prick from her cunt. The slick cock-knob lodged in her cunt for a moment, then popped out like a cork from a bottle.
He stood over her, quivering and slobbering onto her fat tits. His prick swayed up and down. His balls were empty and slack now, all their vitality drained into the woman's pussy, and his long, thick cock was starting to soften.
She gave his slimy prick a slow pull with her hand, milking a final gooey drop of jism out of the animal's open pisshole. The glob slid sluggishly down his red cock-knob and onto his shaggy prickshaft.
He seemed reluctant to move from his position, as if he wanted seconds. But there were two other dogs waiting, their cocks hot and hard. Isabelle pushed Thunder down. The dog whined and hopped to the floor, side-stepping nimbly away.
Isabelle's vacated cuntslot was still gaping open in a wide oval, retaining the shape of the dog's cock-or else ready for the next meaty prick. Her open cunt was flooded with cunt-cream and the cream was shot through with streaks of thicker doggy spunk.
Eyelashes fluttering, lips smiling lewdly, the woman turned toward the other dogs, and saw her husband in the doorway!
"Oh, dear!" she moaned, having the good grace to blush and lower her eyes in shame.
But she continued to smile.
Isabelle had not failed to notice that although Clay's face was dark with rage, the front of his pants bulged with a very promising lump.
He strode into the room.
"Out!" he shouted.
Thunder, his balls already drained, slunk away immediately. The other two dogs hesitated, puzzled, not understanding why the master should be angry with them or why he should so heartlessly drive them away before they had fucked the woman. Clay pointed at the door and stamped his foot. Lightning and Storm shifted uneasily. Lightning bared his gleaming fangs and Storm growled menacingly.
Clay came very close to getting his balls bitten off at that moment, for the dogs were not pleased at being deprived of that hot, wet cunt with which they were so familiar.
But they were obedient dogs and, heads hanging dejectedly, they walked stiff-legged from the bedroom, hard pricks throbbing and neglected.
Clay closed the door behind them and turned to confront his faithless wife.
His words of admonishment died on his lips when he saw that sexy Isabelle had dropped back along the bed, her knees lifted and her thighs parted. Her soaking cunt was tilted up lasciviously and invitingly.
Clay's cock pounded like a drum.
There would be plenty of time to chastise the naughty dog fucker later.
Clay just had to get his rocks off first.
He dropped his pants, hopping awkwardly as he stepped out of them, as if thrown off balance by the massive weight of his swollen prick.
Isabelle smiled as he moved toward her.
And, outside the closed bedroom door, the hounds were still howling in anguish.
CHAPTER TWO
Isabelle was disappointed that her husband had come home and interrupted her pleasures. She loved fucking with dogs and when she did she loved to take all three of the brutes on, one right after the other, getting her hot cunt flooded with doggy spunk and creaming on all three brutish pricks.
But Clay's rampant cock looked lovely, as human pricks go, and she smiled invitingly at him. His cock was standing like a lance, the fat cock-knob glowing an angry red and starting to weep frothy pre-cum.
"Fuck me, darling!" she moaned.
Clay groaned with lust and knelt between her lush, open thighs. He almost bent down to suck her cunt, as he usually did as foreplay before he fucked her. But at the last moment, his face right down near her pussy, he remembered that her cunt was full of doggy jism.
No way was he gonna suck that!
He stared into her gaping cunt. Her cunt-lips were unfurled like the petals of a fleshy pink blossom. Her open pussy and inner folds were soaking with dog spunk and her clit was floating in the gooey cum.
His cock hammered, eager to be enveloped in her steaming pussy, but Clay paused. How could he sink his smoking cock in that cunt-hole? How could a guy take sloppy seconds to a dog?
He jerked away and snarled, "I'm damned if I'm gonna shove my prick where a fucking dog has just shot his wad!"
Isabelle looked affronted. She was so accustomed to getting fucked by the dumb dogs that she didn't realize what a shock it had been for her husband.
Clay shifted up on his knees. He put a hand behind her head and pulled her face toward his prick, thrusting it out toward her mouth.
"Suck it!" he gasped.
But Isabelle turned her face away, so that his dribbling cockhead missed her lips and skimmed along her cheek, leaving a slimy trail.
Normally Isabelle adored sucking Clay off, and never denied him head. But now she was indignant. He had rejected and spurned her cunt, demanding a blow-job, and that was no way to treat a lady.
Anyhow, she wanted more fucking.
A really devilish gleam came into her eyes and a wicked smile twisted her lips.
"Well, you better not put your cock in my mouth, then, either darling," she said. "Because sometimes I suck the dog's off, too!"
Clay gasped and his cock thundered as it rubbed alongside her cheek. He looked so stricken that Isabelle thought maybe she shouldn't have told him that she gave the dogs blow-jobs. She didn't want him to storm off in disgust and leave her cockless.
But Clay was not about to do that-and Isabelle was caught in her own trap!
He grasped her by her wide, supple hips and roughly jerked her over onto her belly. She squealed and kicked, but he held her down. He placed his open hands on the smooth cheeks of her ass and spread them apart, exposing the tiny brown bud of her taut little shithole.
"You ass-fuck with the bastards, too?" Clay asked.
"N-no-" she whimpered, cowed by his fury.
Holding her asscheeks open, Clay mounted her and jolted his cock out. His flaring cockhead nudged into her tight asshole.
The fat purple prick looked much too wide to fit up her tiny little shit-bud. The tip was in her and the wedge-shaped cock-knob loomed out, pulsing. Clay shifted his grip to her hipbones, holding them as if they were handles, and hauling her ass up and back. He thrust his cock out as he dragged her ass toward him.
His cock-knob began to push into her.
It hurt a little and Isabelle whimpered. But it felt lovely, too. The slight pain only seemed to add a tingle to the pleasant sensation. She began to squirm, pushing her ass back to meet him and twisting her hips, winding her shithole onto his cockhead.
His bloated cock-knob vanished with a slurp.
Isabelle squealed as she felt the smoking hot hunk of prick flare in her shit-chute. His cock-knob was bedded and his long, thick prick-stalk stood out between them like a tubular bridge spanning the gap between his balls and her ass- a hollow tube through which his steaming cum could flow like a pipeline into her guts.
He began to push deeper. His cock-knob was the fattest part of his formidable prick and it was spreading her tight asshole open, blazing a trail for the rest of his long cockshaft to follow into her unexplored ass.
She sobbed and gasped. But she also wriggled with the joy of the ass-fuck. Her asshole resisted, then rippled and opened to accommodate his massive cock.
"Oooooh-shove it up me, darling!" she moaned. "Give me all of that big prick!"
If Clay had meant to punish Isabelle by fucking her ass, it obviously wasn't working out that way. But the clinging shit-chute felt splendid on his pounding prick and he fucked in farther. Inch by sweet inch he was burying his huge cock into her ass.
With a sudden jolt, he sank his cock in to the hilt. His balls hung down heavily into her crotch and his prick had disappeared. He felt the full penetration, savoring the sordid sensation of having all of his hot prick encased in her shit-chute and letting the naughty woman thrill to that deep, throbbing ass-fucking.
Her ass muscles began to pull and drag on his cock as if she were hungrily digesting him in reverse, sucking him up her digestive tract. His cockhead felt like a burning ember in her ass and his hard cockshaft was working like a lever in her tight shit-chute.
Isabelle groaned and gurgled. His prick was up her ass so far that she half expected the fat fucker to come pushing out of her mouth!
The rings of her ass tunnel rippled up his cock from root to knob, as if the lascivious woman were jerking him off inside her ass. Clay pulled back. The fit was so snug that, at first, he only yanked her ass back on his buried cock, not sliding in and out. But then her asshole adjusted, loosening slightly, still clinging but giving him enough slack to move his prick.
Clay pulled his prick out until only the bulging cockhead was stuck up her asshole. His prick-stalk steamed as it throbbed between them. He hauled back on her hipbones and sank his prick in to the hilt again and she whimpered with the joy of it. He was plunging so deep she thought that he must be fucking to her heart.
His belly slapped on the upthrust curve of her ass as he fed the cock to her furiously. His cock-head rampaged in her ass, flaring and throbbing. It plowed in savagely, filling her. She was sure that when he creamed, his cum would squirt into her belly itself, just as if she had sucked him off and swallowed his jism. Taking it up the ass was like a blow-job in reverse, she thought.
As he fucked into her ass, his hands slid up her flanks and he cupped her fat tits, pulling at the taut nipples and kneading the solid tit mounds. Then his grip shifted back to her hips and he began to drag her asshole onto his cock like a tight-fitting boot onto a club foot.
His balls swung into her crotch, splashing in the doggy spunk and spraying the slimy stuff onto her thighs and into her curly cuntbush. He twisted her ass from side to side, rolling the firm asscheeks, as his prick sped between them, sinking to the root in her asshole.
Her ass heaved up as his prick filled her, and sank down quivering as he withdrew. Her whole voluptuous body was vibrating and trembling with hot flashes and ripples as he fucked his cock into her ass remorselessly. Like a heated crowbar, his hard cock fucked in and the woman's shit-chute melted around it.
Clay howled like one of the dogs.
He pounded his prick in violently, and as his balls slapped into her cuntslot, they erupted. Hot jism gushed into her ass like an enema. Isabelle cried out with the rapture of being hosed full of steaming cum. It felt as heavy and as thick as melted lead as it poured steadily into her guts.
She jerked and thrashed in a frenzy and her asshole sucked on his cock hungrily. She could feel the slimy ropes and coils of his cum as they ran into her ass, burning her with every steaming spurt.
At last Clay was spent.
He slumped over her ass, mounted on her haunches like a dog-and panting like a dog. She squirmed around happily on his buried cock. When he drew back, his cock came out as it had gone in, inch by inch. His cock-knob stuck in her asshole for a moment, then slipped free. Her tiny little asshole bubbled over with boiling fuckjuice.
The slimy cum poured down the crack of her ass like a stream through a canyon and soaked into the doggy spunk that had pooled up in her pussy-slot. She reached back between her thighs and cupped his balls tenderly, gently fondling the slack, depleted bags.
The ass-fuck had been lovely-but now the insatiable woman wanted even more.
Clay knelt behind her, swaying about, his balls in her hand. After a moment he sighed and sank down, collapsing onto the bed. He had been so mightily inspired and he had shot his load out with such energy-sapping force that he was in a daze, stunned by the violence of his cumming. He rolled onto his back, chest heaving, eyes closed.
His soiled prick looped up from his loins in a meaty coil, neither hard nor soft, still impressive, large and shapely. His cock began to bend into a deeper bow. His fat cock-knob flopped around on the end of his prick like some medieval weapon-a mace or a ball and chain. Then the thick shaft fell down along his thigh, the cock-knob making a moist, slapping sound.
Isabelle bent over that dirty prick. She blew on it as if trying to make a smoldering ember burst into flame. His cock rippled and quivered in the steamy flow of her breath, but it didn't stiffen again.
Turning her. face, she sucked his cockhead into her mouth and nursed gently on it, teasing the slimy tip with her tongue. His prick, flavored by her shit-chute, was delicious and Isabelle suckled sweetly, sighing and purring. Then she drew her mouth off the cock-knob and licked up and down the long bow of his cock, slurping and lapping along the fat vein that seamed the underside of his prick and tonguing his drained balls at the root.
But despite her efforts, his cock stayed limp, failing to respond to her magic mouth. Isabelle drew back and regarded his prick. She had spit-polished his cock-knob to a glistening purple luster and his prick was drenched with her saliva, but the big cock still lay lifeless.
She glanced up at Clay's face.
The man, totally spent, had fallen into a deep sleep. Isabelle was disappointed. With her ass well-screwed, she was desperate for a cuntful of cock.
Naturally, she thought about the dogs. But when she went to the bedroom door and opened it, the hounds were gone.
* * *
Thunder had curled up on the floor and idly licked his slick cockhead, but Lightning and Storm, both un-fucked and with full balls, had been baying and yelping at the door, frantic to get in.
As Clay fucked his prick into Isabelle's shit-chute, her neglected cunt had poured out the strong perfume of a hot pussy. The fragrance filled the bedroom and seeped out under the closed door.
Her erotic aroma had permeated the house and driven the horny hounds wild. Their nostrils flared as they inhaled the compelling scent and each time a black nose sniffed, a slick, red cockhead pulsed, as if the two sensitive organs were connected.
Thunder had been well-milked in Isabelle's clinging cunt, but soon enough he, too, began to respond to the sex smell streaming from the bedroom. His hairy balls started to inflate again and his fat cock stiffened. He got up and padded over to join his companions at the door.
It was obvious to the animals, with their animal instincts and compulsions, that behind the closed door there was an empty cunt smoldering away. They had three hard pricks and the connection was evident, and the dumb brutes couldn't understand why they were being denied.
They pawed at the door, nails scratching the wood, becoming more desperate by the moment -by the whiff. Having been introduced to the joy of fucking by Isabelle, the hounds had grown accustomed to the treat and they were a lot hornier than the average dog, who has only known the limited attentions of a bitch in heat.
But, having paws instead of hands, the beasts could not open the bedroom door-and for the same reason, they couldn't relieve themselves by jerking off.
After awhile, the frustration became too much for the poor, deprived dogs. They couldn't bear to be inhaling that fragrance while denied the source. By some silent understanding between animals who hunted in a pack, the three hounds turned as one and ran from the house and into the woods, yelping and barking-and hunting for cunt.
That was why there were three horny hounds stalking the woodland when the Standish family came camping.
CHAPTER THREE
Paul Standish was driving slowly along the dirt road, looking for a suitable place to stop and put up their tent. His wife, Julia, was beside him and the kids were in the back of the van.
Julia had been squirming around a bit as they drove along the bumpy road, her crotch starting to heat up from the motion and the friction.
Julia glanced at Paul's crotch. She was a tawny blonde woman with tousled hair, high cheekbones and slanted green eyes. She looked like a predator lioness. When she saw that there was a promising bulge in Paul's groin, she smiled impishly and licked her sensual lips.
She turned and looked in the back.
The van had been fitted with two narrow beds in back, and the kids seemed to be asleep. Debby, who was the youngest, had a sleeping bag pulled over her nubile young body and Jimmy, her older brother, was under a ground-sheet. Satisfied that they were both slumbering, Julia turned back to her husband and slid closer to him.
"The kids are sleeping!" she whispered into his ear, and then flicked her tongue into his ear, as if to punctuate the end of her statement.
"Yeah?" he asked, starting to grin. Paul was well aware of how randy his wife always got when they had been in the car for any length of time.
"Want a blow-job, darling?" she asked.
He didn't have to answer. Paul had never in his life turned down a blow-job and her question had been rhetorical. He kept both hands on the steering wheel and his eyes on the road, but he hiked his crotch up slightly.
Julia toyed with the clasp of his zipper, then slowly pulled it down. His fly flopped open. He was wearing nylon briefs and his prick was swelling, clearly outlined in the stretchy material.
Julia leaned over his lap, gazing at his nylon-sheathed cock hungrily, looking even wilder as she loomed over him, ready to pounce on his prick.
Paul's prick pulsed, dragging the elastic waistband of his briefs out tautly from his flat belly. Where his fat cockhead bulged in the nylon, a damp, sticky patch had started to seep through.
Julia licked her lips, eyelashes fluttering over her gleaming green eyes. She blew onto the lump and watched it react by swelling more.
Paul had slowed the car to little more than a walking pace. His hands clenched tightly on the steering wheel and the veins in his neck stood out. His lips drew back from his teeth in a wolfish leer.
"Don't make too much noise!" he groaned.
Julia giggled, muffling the sound behind her hand, not wanting to wake the kids. She knew that she usually gave a noisy blow-job, with plenty of whimpering and moaning and juicy slurping sounds.
She hooked her fingers under the tightly stretched elastic and pulled his briefs out wide of his cock, tugging them down. She tucked the elastic under his balls so that all of his prick was bared.
"Yummy!" Debby groaned, admiring the meaty view.
Paul's cock jutted up, blunt-knobbed and thick-stalked and his balls were swollen with his load. His pisshole was already weeping out pre-spunk and the purple head of his prick was slathered with the frothy stuff.
It looks like a fat plum drenched with whipped cream, Debby thought-but a lot more delicious than any fruit could ever be.
Julia stared at his cock and balls hungrily, like a glutton at a banquet, anticipating the feast. Her pretty face turned from side to side as she studied his cock from all angles. She blew on it and it flared.
Her mouth was watering heavily and her tongue felt bloated in her wet mouth. She let a drop of saliva fall from her parted lips. It dropped right onto the head of his cock and sizzled, steaming from the hot prick.
Paul moaned. His cock was hard and throbbing. It felt as if his hard-on was rooted right through his body-as if his long cock was moored behind his ass, running right through the floorboards of the van, like a gearshift. He could feel his jism load sloshing around in a heavy tide inside the fat bags of his balls.
Julia pushed her tongue out and lapped lightly at the slimy tip of his cockhead. She purred as the succulence of his pre-cum registered on her taste buds. She licked his cock-knob again. His naked prick was glowing like a light bulb now and the dark, thick vein was pounding up the underside of his towering cock.
Julia leaned down and tongued his balls, savoring the subtly different taste of ball-meat and feeling his hard balls jiggle inside the hairy sac.
Paul grunted and fucked up from the seat. The van was starting to veer about on the narrow road, going at a mere crawl, the engine laboring.
The thick crankshaft of Paul's prick was pounding like an engine as well, a high-compression piston fueled by the swollen tank of his balls.
Julia flattened her tongue against the base of his cock and drew it very slowly up the length, tracing along the pulsing lengthy vein. At the top of the cock she fluttered her tongue against the sensitive spot where his triangular cockhead flared out from the shaft.
She licked up again, her tongue crisscrossing. Paul jerked up spasmodically. More preliminary cum oozed from his cock and washed down. As the slippery stuff trickled down his cockshaft, Julia slurped it up.
"Ummmm!" she moaned, as the savory jism flowed over her tongue and bubbled on her lips, whetting her appetite for the full load to follow.
She slid her tongue into his pisshole and wriggled it around. She lapped all over his prick, her tawny head turning this way and that. Julia was an enthusiastic cocksucker and a devout cum drinker. Her sensual mouth was as horny as her juicy cunt and her tongue got as hot as her clit. Usually when she sucked cock she liked to prolong the feast, lingering over the preliminary licking, savoring the prick before she swallowed the creamy cum.
But under the circumstances, with the kids asleep in the back of the van, she figured that she had better get the job done efficiently and quickly.
She didn't want them to wake up and interrupt her before she had been fed.
She kissed the tip of his dribbling cockhead, then let her lips part around it, feeding the smoking cock into her mouth and starting to suck greedily.
She reminded herself that she had to try not to make too much noise.
But the kids were already awake-and knew damned well what their mother was doing.
When Julia's blonde head had vanished from view, Debby had opened her eyes and looked across at her brother. Jimmy, too, had been pretending to be asleep, watching through slitted eyes. Now he grinned at his sister.
Debby quietly said, "Mom's blowing daddy-" "I know," Jimmy said.
Debby was looking very saucy and sexy. Her nubile curves were outlined under the sleeping bag, plump tits rising as she took a deep breath.
The ground sheet over Jimmy rose up to a peak as his cock stiffened, lifting it like a tent. Debby realized that he must have already taken his cock out, all set to jerk-off under cover of the sheet. The thought thrilled the girl to the core of her horny heart.
The kids heard their mother's tongue slurp on daddy's cock. Paul grunted and Julia moaned. A soft sucking sound drifted to the kids' ears. They stared at each other knowingly.
Debby lifted her sleeping bag.
Jimmy gave a little gasp. His sister had drawn her skirt up past her hips and tugged her bikini panties down her thighs. She hooked her top leg up so that her brother could look right at her pussy.
Jimmy trembled at the sight. Debby's pussy was open and wet, the delicate pink pussy-lips unfolded and her clit sticking out, taut and vibrant. Her cunt was soaking with creamy cunt-juice and her whole crotch was sopping with the overflow from her fuck-hole.
They distinctly heard another moist slurp as Julia inhaled on Paul's cockhead.
Jimmy lifted the ground sheet and showed his sister his hard-on. Her eyes gleamed as she gazed at that potent young prick sprouting from his fly.
Both holding the covers up, they stared at each other. Debby's eyes were drawn to Jimmy's prick like iron filings to a magnet, and Jimmy's eyes were glued to her cunt.
The girl slid a hand down and pulled her fingers slowly up through her pussy and across her clit, shuddering at the hot sensation and adoring the way that her brother's handsome face contorted with lust.
Jimmy responded by folding his fist around his cockshaft and giving it a stroke. As he pulled up, his foreskin rolled like a carpet over the ledge of his cock-knob, and as he pumped back toward his bloated balls his purple cockhead flared out like a hooded cobra about to strike.
Debby tilted her wrist and slipped three fingers up into her fuck-hole, pushing in to the knuckles. Jimmy's eyes burned into her groin like laser beams. Her pussy squished as she finger-fucked in and out.
Jimmy pumped his prick, thrusting it toward Debby. It was so taut that it was humming like a tuning fork. He could have used it to launch an arrow or to play a violin. His fist skimmed on the thick prickshaft, making the angry red cock-knob pulse in and out like a lung.
The naughty youngsters watched each other jerk-off for a few moments, loving the sight as much as the sensation. It was fun to watch each other.
But it was a lot more fun to jerk each other off.
"Wait!" Debby whispered as she gave her cunt a last finger stroke, then drew her hand away.
Jimmy understood. He pulled his hand off his prick. His abandoned cock bucked like a horse, standing like an oil rig ready to bring in a geyser. It was frustrating to wait, but he forced himself to keep his fist off his prick, saving his cumming for later.
Debby and Jimmy had been giving each other hand-jobs for several months, and they were both looking forward to some naughty fun as soon as they were alone together. Now they settled back, not wasting a frig on their own hands, and enjoyed the sounds of the blow-job drifting from the front of the van.
Try as she would, Julia was such an enthusiastic cocksucker that she couldn't give silent head. Paul's prick fucked into her mouth and she gasped and gurgled as she gorged voraciously on the meaty prick.
She nursed on the fat cock-knob, her lips pushed out as they collared his thick prick just below the flaring cock-knob. She panted down his cock and her saliva trickled down onto his balls. Her tongue bathed his cockhead with nimble strokes as her mouth pulled on it.
Then she began to bob down, feeding more of his prick into her greedy mouth. Paul fucked up from the seat to meet her as her face pushed down. His foot was jerking on and off the gas pedal and the van was bucking erratically, as if echoing his own jolting fucking strokes.
Julia sucked as if she were ducking for apples in a barrel, taking every inch of Paul's thundering prick into her slobbering mouth.
"Unghhh!" she groaned as his gigantic cock- head clogged her throat.
Then she sighed as she drew her lips back up his prick-stalk, sucking through every precious inch. She worked on his cockhead for a moment, then her tawny head pumped down in the classic blow-job movement again.
Her head twisted as she screwed the collar of her lips down his cock like a juicy nut onto a meaty bolt. She took his cock-knob into one cheek, then the other, then back into her throat again, deep-throating him to the hilt.
Her lips plastered wetly around the root of his prick as she swallowed him gluttonously. Her nose rustled in his wiry cock hair and her trembling chin was jammed against the cushion of his inflated balls. She had all of his cock in her mouth for a few moments, then sucked her way back up to the bulging cockhead. His heavily veined prick emerged from her lips glistening with her slobber.
"Cum-cum!" she panted on his cockhead, as if she were gasping into a meaty microphone.
His pisshole spilled out a few gooey drops of pre-spunk onto her frenzied tongue. The cum felt thick and sticky as glue on her taste buds.
She savored it, then her throat pulsed as she swallowed.
"Ooooh-slime me, Paul!" Julia groaned. "Spunk me, darling-use my mouth for a cunt!"
Paul heaved up vigorously, fucking into her radiant face, tilting her tawny head back on his mouth-gorging prick as he fucked in deep.
"Ahhh-feed me-hose my fucking mouth, Paul-whitewash my throat!" she gasped.
No, Julia couldn't give quiet head.
In the back of the van two very excited teenagers exchanged a heated, knowing glance.
And Paul, too, had forgotten about the need to be quiet, as he surged towards the creamy cum. He was gasping and grunting and moaning as he fucked steadily into Julia's eager face. Her tongue had curled into a wet pink bridge over which his prick was running as he rammed his cockhead deeply into her throat and dribbled slime down her gullet.
"Here it comes, baby!" Paul moaned.
" Ummmm-ummmm-ummmm-" Julia whimpered, hungrily anticipating the steaming load of cum. She pulled her lips up to his cock- head and nursed on the slab as it expanded and throbbed. His balls ballooned and exploded.
His hot jism came rushing up his prick-stalk and shot into Julia's mouth, skimming over her flashing tongue and gushing to the back of her throat. She gulped the first thick spurt down hungrily, feeling the steaming spunk run down her throat and into her belly.
Paul shot again on the recoil, his ass pressing against the seat, then fed her another shot of cum as he fucked up into her head again.
Julia was gulping his jizz down ravenously, but Paul's load was too much for her to swallow. Cum foamed from her sucking lips and ran down both sides of her chin in slimy streamers.
She sucked and swallowed, swallowed and sucked, abandoned to cum drinker's rapture.
He pumped a creamy wad of cum into her cheek, then shot a rocket into the back of her mouth. Slimy strings of spunk ran over her tongue and streaked her lips. Julia sucked and Paul shot, his balls seemingly bottomless, his load pouring into her in steady streams.
Her mouth was full of jism, her tongue floating in a sea of slime. Still the insatiable woman sucked for more, milking him to the bone.
The van stalled, coming to a bucking halt.
Paul was grinding to a halt as well, the fuel tank of his balls emptied. He slumped back in the seat, panting.
Julia kept on bobbing her head up and down, coaxing the last trickles of jizz from his piss-hole. Then she folded her hand around his prick and frigged him, jerking off the last sweet drops onto her tongue.
His prick began to soften in her mouth, the cock-knob turning rubbery and his prick bending. Julia suckled for a few more moments, to make sure that she had drained him dry. Then she drew her lips from his cock. That big slab gleamed like a polished knuckle, wet with her saliva but with every last streak of cum sucked up.
She slid down to lap up the overflow from his prick-stalk and balls, not wasting a single drop. Then she drew back and sighed with contentment.
Julia pushed her tongue out so Paul could see the creamy coating of his cum, then she swallowed. His jism warmed her belly like a cognac.
But it made her cunt hot, too.
CHAPTER FOUR
"I'm gonna take a walk in the woods," Debby said, giving her brother a meaningful glance.
The happy family had found a campsite a few miles on from where the car had stalled as Paul emptied his balls into Julia's greedy mouth and the kids had steadfastly pretended to be sleeping. It wasn't an ideal spot but it would do, and none of them felt like driving further-they all had much more exciting plans.
They all joined in to pitch the tent and gather wood for a camp fire, and then Debby declared her intention to take a walk, expecting Jimmy to say that he would join her.
She was eager to find some peaceful, secluded spot where she and her brother could jerk each other off, as they were in the habit of doing whenever they were alone together. She paused, looking back.
But Jimmy had a problem.
The moment that Debby mentioned her walk he had realized what she had in mind and his cock ballooned to gigantic proportions in his tight jeans. He was sitting down, with his knees drawn up to conceal his hard-on but he knew that if he stood up his mother and father could not fail to notice the huge lump.
He winked at Debby, to let the girl know he would follow as soon as he could.
Debby shrugged and vanished into the trees.
Julia was delighted that Debby had gone off and she was hoping that Jimmy would decide to make himself scarce for awhile, too. Her pussy was really hot for cock. But the boy just sat there, looking strangely sheepish.
She wondered if maybe he had been awake in the van and heard her sucking Paul's prick. It was an embarrassing thought and she blushed. But it was exciting, too. She wondered if the boy had ever had a blow-job, himself. She knew that his cock was a formidable tool, having often seen him in the shower. Dark, incestuous fantasies flitted through her fevered mind.
Julia was ashamed of herself for her naughty thoughts, but couldn't deny they were thrilling -especially at the moment, with her pussy simmering and juicing.
She gave Jimmy a speculative look.
Jimmy, embarrassed by his hard-on and frustrated by not being able to go with Debby because of the incriminating swelling, looked glum.
His mother wanted him to go away and Jimmy was eager to do just that, but his hard-on was getting in the way. He simply had to wait until his cock got soft or until his mom and dad went into the tent.
They were waiting for Jimmy to leave so that they could go and have a frantic fuck in the tent. So it was that fate, in the form of a swollen cock and bloated balls, took a hand, and Debby went alone into the woodlands, where three very horny hounds were stalking.
The nubile girl walked along for a ways, looking back over her shoulder, expecting her brother to come panting after her at any moment. When he didn't appear, she frowned and sighed. She felt annoyed and puzzled, knowing that he must be as keen for a sex session as she was.
She found a shady glade with a fallen tree and sat down to wait. Her pussy was like a burning ember between her slender thighs, juicing into the crotchband of her panties. Her nipples were standing out against her cotton blouse like little rockets ready to be launched.
She waited impatiently for a few minutes. Then she decided that she would rub her cunt a little. She didn't intend to make herself cum, that felt a lot nicer when she was melting on Jimmy's hand, but she would just stroke and pet her pussy a bit, keeping it nice and hot and juicy for Jimmy, when he finally turned up.
She opened her blouse and let the flaps part, thrusting her tits out. She kneaded the firm, plump tit-mounds and pulled on the stiff nipples. Those taut pink buds exploded in her fingers and she whimpered.
Pulling her short skirt up, she squirmed out of her bikini panties, her ass and hips twisting as she drew the tiny garment down her loins. She took them from her feet and held them up, grinning as she saw how drenched the crotch was. She held them to her face and sniffed.
Pussy-juice really smelled tantalizing, the girl thought. She was certainly not a lesbian, but the thought of sucking a hot, creamy cunt fascinated her. She guessed that was normal, that a girl didn't have to be a dyke to be a cunt-lapper.
Feeling naughty, she licked at the gooey crotch of her panties, then sucked the soaking band into her lips and slurped, getting hotter and hungrier as she tasted her own pussy nectar from her panties.
She lapped up the creamy spillage, then tossed the bikini panties aside.
They fluttered to the ground like a butterfly with damp wings, the fragrance of pussy wafting from them and drifting through the air.
When Debby parted her legs, an even more pungent flow of pussy odor streamed from her crotch, carried on the gentle woodland breezes. The distinctive scent drifted off through the pine trees.
A mile away, a hound raised his head and sniffed.
An instant later, two other hounds were inhaling the richly scented breeze.
Their black noses flared-and so did their slick red cockheads. The dogs rumbled in their shaggy throats and stood there, inhaling deeply, hairy flanks rippling in and out, cocks swinging heavily under their haunches.
Thunder growled. Lightning yelped. Storm raised his head and bayed like a wolf.
The dogs looked at each other.
And then the horny pack moved as one, running fluidly through the woods as they followed their noses toward the source of that delectable aroma.
Not wanting to cream by herself, Debby was rubbing her cunt very gently, pausing to let it cool off each time she felt a climax starting to build up.
She drew her fingertips lightly up her parted cunt-lips, stroking either side of her pussy in turn. She flicked her finger against her clit and shuddered. She had better not touch herself there, she figured, if she was going to save her cumming for Jimmy.
Letting her cunt subside, she cupped her tits in her hands and lifted the bouncy mounds. The nipples poked up delectably, pert and pink. Debby tilted her face down and just managed to make her tongue reach her nipples. She licked at each, her lovely face turning.
She wished that she was agile and nimble enough to lick her cunt, as well. How lucky acrobats and contortionists were, she figured. She felt certain that anyone who could suck her own cunt would naturally do so.
Parting her thighs wide, she leaned down as far as she could, her mouth watering for the unobtainable fruit. She inhaled the steamy perfume of her cunt and watched her clit swell explosively. She moistened her fingers in her mouth and rubbed them into her fuck-slot.
Then she brought them to her lips again, moaning as she licked her sweet pussy-juice from her hand. She used the other hand. It went down wet with saliva and came back to her mouth all creamy with her pearly cunt-juice.
She wondered if her brother would suck her off. So far, the two kids had limited their incestuous play to simply hand-jobs, but Debby was game for more.
Listening to her mom blow her daddy had made the nubile youngster feel adventurous and naughty. She was willing to blow Jimmy if he would suck her cunt.
But where the fuck was he?
If he didn't get there pretty damn soon she was going to have to fingerfuck herself to a climax. She bunched her four fingers together into a cock-shaped bundle and tentatively slid them up her pussy.
As Debby frigged them in and out, she shifted the ball of her thumb rhythmically against her clit. That throbbing bud felt like a stick of dynamite smoldering away.
Her cunt got hotter and the fragrance streamed out even more.
Then the dogs burst into the clearing.
Debby cried out in alarm.
For a moment, she thought that a pack of wolves were upon her, about to tear her apart with their gleaming fangs. She jumped up to run, then realized that they were only dogs and that they didn't look at all savage.
They looked friendly, with their big wet tongues lolling from their slobbering jowls, and even more friendly, for all three of the big brutes had huge, hard pricks swinging heavily under their loins.
The dogs circled the girl warily.
Debby sat back down on the log, looking at the dogs in fascination. It was obvious that the animals had gotten excited because they had gotten a whiff of her smoldering cunt and the idea delighted the girl. She had been longing to feel a tongue stirring her creamy pussy her own or her brother's-and now she was suddenly presented with three huge tongues, drooling and slobbering all around her.
It was real naughty to let a doggy tongue her cunt, she realized. But Debby was in the mood to be naughty and she smiled wantonly, yielding to the impulse.
She slid down to the edge of the log and perched there with her legs wide apart and the fragrance of her cunt pouring from her open crotch.
"C'mon, lap it, boy," she said.
Storm jerked around, his muscular body twisting. He thrust his big, blunt head into Debby's crotch. His cock black nose hit her clit and she gasped. The dog's nostrils flared, sniffing and snuffling right in her creamy pussy. Then his huge, heavy tongue began to slap at her cunt.
"Oooooh!" Debby moaned, loving it.
She ground her pussy against the brute's eager muzzle. The dog lapped away frantically, the fat paddle of his tongue spraying cunt-juice out of her crotch and onto her cunt-mound.
Debby reached down and spread her cunt-lips open wider so that the doggy could slurp at her inner folds. His tongue shot in. It felt as big as a prick as it slithered up her fuck-hole. In his bestial enthusiasm, the animal was trying to jam his whole snout up into her cunt.
"Ummmm-what a lovely doggy," Debby groaned. "Lap up the juicy cum, boy!"
Thunder and Lightning were bounding around, whimpering in envy. They spread out and looped in from the sides, each dog licking and slobbering on her tits. Doggy drool coated her pink nipples and slid down between her tits.
Debby squealed with delight. Her clit pulsed on Storm's tongue and her nipples shot out like high caliber bullets on the other doggy tongues. She twisted from the hips, turning toward Thunder. His tongue flailed at both of her tits now and Lightning was slobbering on her ass, haunches low to the ground.
Debby raised her hip on that side, turning the cheek of her ass up. The doggy began to slurp eagerly up the crack of her ass, yelping at the tangy, tantalizing taste. His tongue began to whip against the tiny brown bud of her shithole, wetting the slot with drool and then pushing up past her puckered asshole.
Debby was panting with the rapture of it. One dog was slobbering into her cunt and another was reaming out her asshole and the third was going slurp-crazy on her tits and nipples.
What more could a girl want?
Those avid tongues felt so hot that she thought they must be blistering her flesh. Their frothy saliva steamed from her cunt and asshole and soaked her tits. Belly, tits and thighs, she was glistening with drool.
Her ass shot out against Lightning's muzzle as his tongue cleaved her asshole. Storm's meaty tongue slapped up her fuck-hole. She could feel both of those wet tongues whipping inside her twin holes at the same time, separated only by the slender membrane.
Her nipples went off like blasting caps, setting off an explosion lower down, in the detonator of her clit. She cried out with wild lust, like an animal in the throes of a creamy orgasm.
Waves of bliss rippled across her belly and shot up her trembling thighs. The waves came faster and higher, rushing upon each other and then blending into one tidal crest that engulfed her and consumed her. The girl's loins melted in a steaming flood.
As she creamed, the juice from her cunt got hotter and thicker and more pungent, and the hounds went berserk. Their tongues were red blurs as they furiously slapped against her pussy and tits and shithole.
Girl-cum poured like whipped cream onto Storm's tongue and as that soaking lapper whipped in, more pussy-juice, mixed with doggy slobber, gushed down her groin and soaked in the crack of her ass, where Lightning slurped it up with a savage appetite and doggy glee.
Debby was almost fainting with the thrill of it. She felt as if her guts were dissolving and pouring out of her cunt and her asshole along with her cum. Her blood was boiling, her bones were melting, her brains seemed to be turning to cunt-juice, all of her being centered in her pussy.
Her clit was going off like a machine gun and each time that hot bud shot off, her cunt filled with another load of cunt-cream. She was flopping around like a rag doll between the hungry hounds as they clustered about her nubile body in a feeding frenzy.
The final peak hit her and she gasped, stunned, shaken to the roots by the most dynamic climax that she had ever had. She jerked spasmodically. The log was all slippery with pussy-juice under her and she slipped off and bounced on her ass in the grass. She sat there, blinking and smiling dreamily, mesmerized by her explosive orgasm.
The dogs still yelped and whimpered around her, lapping up the seepage and the overflow and drenching her all over with their foaming tongue lather.
As their heads thrust out, lapping, their powerful haunches rippled and heaved and humped, shoving their neglected pricks in and out, balls swinging.
Debby found herself staring at those neglected doggy cocks in fascination. She felt responsible for their condition and obligated to do something about it. After all, the dogs had been very nice to her.
The girl smiled, feeling deliciously depraved.
Her brother hadn't showed up-but the dogs needed to be jacked off every bit as much as Jimmy did, and the naughty youngster's hands were itching for a feel of doggy cock.
She planned to give them hand-jobs, but Debby should have known better.
CHAPTER FIVE
The dogs had name tags on their collars, little brass plates that swung under their throats as they shoved their big heads out against her body.
Debby giggled. If a girl was going to fuck with dogs, she should at least know what the dumb brutes were called, she thought. She read the tags as the frantic beasts squirmed all around her. They seemed appropriate.
She gazed at Thunder's bolt and at Lightning's lance. Storm had already whipped her cunt like a tornado.
She lay back in the grass, arching and thrusting her plump tits up. The dogs clustered over her. She felt like a fox that had been caught by the hounds-except that they weren't biting her with their fangs, they were licking her with their nimble tongues and fucking their horny pricks in and out in desperate frustration.
Thunder was lapping her tits, Lightning was eagerly licking her face, and Storm, the greedy brute, was still slapping his tongue into her crotch.
It was too bad she didn't have three hands, the naughty girl thought. One of the poor beasts was just going to have to be patient.
She slid a hand down Thunder's rippling flank, then reached under him and cupped his bloated balls. She lifted then in her palm, impressed by how heavy and full they were and lustfully looking forward to the massive load of doggy jism that would squirt from his prick.
He was licking he tits and she figured it would be a thrill to jerk him off on those tits, washing her tit-mounds and nipples with his hot, thick cum.
Lightning was slapping his tongue against her cheek and shin and she whimpered at the prospect of frigging him off right into her face.
Her free hand slid under him and she folded her fist around his cock. She squeezed and felt the hard core ripple and throb inside the shaggy sheath. She pushed back, rubbing the naked meat of his slick cockhead.
The prick loomed out, glowing an angry red. She pulled her hand up and fingered it, the pulled it back again. Pre-cum was already oozing from his open pisshole. She used her thumb to rub the slime into the hot cock.
The brute whined and humped vigorously, fucking his cock through her fist. She pulled him closer, hauling on his prick as if it were a leash. The dog threw his head back and jammed his haunches out. His prick was aimed like a sun at the girl's radiant face.
She moved her other hand up from Thunder's balls and grasped his cock at the hairy hilt. She pulled and his shaggy sheath rolled up over the ledge of his cockhead. Then she pushed back and the red wedge came sliding out, naked and steaming.
Holding them so that Lightning's prick was looming in her face and Thunder's cock was throbbing over her tits, Debby began to jerk them both. They plunged and bucked, driving their pricks through her caressing hands, their bloated balls rolling along the roots of the cocks.
With those fat doggy cocks thundering in her hands, Debby was getting hot again. Despite the lovely cumming she had already creamed onto Storm's tongue, her pussy began to simmer, then to smolder.
Storm was still down there, his muzzle jammed into her crotch. Debby parted her thighs wide, wanting the hound to lap her cunt off again, while she milked the other two brute's balls all over her face and tits.
But then Storm raised his head from her crotch, his jaws dripping and slavering.
She jerked her cunt up, wanting the dog to bury his muzzle back in her pussy. Storm dropped his head and took a slurp in her cunt, but then looked up again. Debby felt sorry for the poor beast. He could see that his companions were getting jerked off and no doubt wondered why her was being denied the pleasure.
But these were not any common, run-of-the-mill hounds. They had been trained and taught well by Isabelle, and Storm was aware of the versatility of the human female body. He hunkered back, as if her were studying the situation, his prick jutting high under his belly.
With Debby on her back on the ground, her fuck-hole wasn't available for a doggy fuck but Storm knew a trick or two-and saw that her face was unoccupied and inviting.
Stiff-legged, the dog moved up Debby's torso, His cock loomed out under him like the top rail of a fence over which he was striding, and his hind legs were bowed out around his bulging balls.
He moved up as if her were stalking Debby's face. His cock hovered over her belly, then jolted above her tits. Debby stared at his flaring cock-knob, fascinated, like a fluttering bird that has looked into the eye of the serpent and cannot fly away.
She felt hypnotized and helpless-and enchanted. Her fists still pumped on the other doggy cocks, but she had lost the rhythm now as she concentrated on the fat cockhead gliding toward her face.
Thunder and Lightning yelped and fucked frantically, slamming their cocks through her hands a lot faster than Debby was stroking them. She was aware of those hard pricks skimming through her palms, but only vaguely.
Her attention was centered on Storm's prick as the brute humped and shoveled it in and out over her tits. His balls swept against her nipples as he stabbed his cock-knob toward her face.
Jeez-he wants to fuck me in the mouth, Debby realized, shuddering at the thought.
Storm rammed his prick out. Debby turned her face at the last moment and the dog's cockhead brushed against the side of her jaw. His pisshole was leaking and she could feel cum streak her chin.
He fucked again, and this time she tilted her head back and his smoking hot slab nudged into the hollow of her fluttering throat. It felt like a branding iron as it flared against her delicate flesh.
Her mind was in turmoil. She had been willing to suck her brother's prick, if her ate out her pussy-and the doggy had already given her some head. Sucking a dog's cock was really naughty, she knew, and yet the idea was so thrilling that it was making Debby drool.
It would be her own dark secret, she reasoned. She wouldn't tell anyone, and the dog sure as hell couldn't blow the whistle on her. It was just like fooling around with her brother, she thought. Jimmy didn't dare tell anyone, since he was equally guilty of breaking the incest taboo, and the doggy couldn't tell because he was only a dumb animal.
And his cock looked so fucking delicious!
Debby turned her face back toward the dog's thundering prick. She closed her eyes as if not seeing what she was doing would make it less shameful. Then her tongue pushed out and she licked at the slimy tip of the brute's cock, her tongue sliding through the slippery pre-cum.
"Oooooh!" she whimpered, as the succulence sparked on her taste buds. Her eyes opened wide again. She stared at the animal's cockhead as she licked the tip again. Her nostrils flared and she rubbed her nose against the dog's slick red prick, inhaling the gammy aroma of dog and the starchy fragrance of pre-cum.
Debby's mouth was watering, saliva pouring out. The first taste had whetted her appetite, making the naughty teenager ravenous for a mouthful of dog prick and a bellyful of his slime.
She craned her neck up so that her face was angled before the hound's cock in the face-fucking position. Her eyelashes fluttered over her fascinated eyes as she began to lick all over his pungent cockhead with her tongue. She slurped at the slick prick, then tongued at his dribbling pisshole, moaning as more cum oozed onto her tongue.
Storm rumbled in his shaggy throat and his haunches bucked powerfully. He shoved his cock-knob against her lips. Debby kissed the slimy prick-tip and then she slowly let her lips part. The dog fed his cock into her mouth.
"Ummmmm!" Debby groaned, adoring the sensation of having a mouthful of dog prick.
She sucked on his hot cock, her cheeks hollowing in and her lips turning out and around the thick, hairy cockshaft. Her tongue washed the underside of his cock-knob as his frothy pre-cum ran onto her taste buds.
Storm stood rigid for a moment, his powerful body quivering with sinew and muscle, as the girl nursed so sweetly on the naked wedge of his cockhead. Then his haunches bunched and he plowed out, fucking deeply into her mouth.
His cockhead slid right back to her throat and his hairy prick plugged the oval of her lips. Her blonde head tipped back as he stuffed her mouth to the brim.
Debby sucked hungrily as the dog drew back, his cock pulling through the collar of her lips. She suckled on his cockhead for an instant, then the dog fucked in again.
He's fucking my mouth like a cunt, Debby thought. A dog is fucking my face!
The idea of such depravity thrilled the girl almost as much as the physical sensations. It was so sordid, so corrupt, so degenerate-and so wonderful!
She adored everything about it, the taste and the texture of the dog's cock-meat, the flavor of his pre-cum, the fiery heat of his fuck friction and the savage enthusiasm with which the animal was throwing the prick to her willing mouth.
Debby gasped and moaned in joyful expectation, yearning for the thrilling instant when she felt his prick spurt into her mouth and when she swallowed his cum.
She was still frigging Thunder and Lightning, but it was only incidental to the main action, a side dish to the feast of Storm's delectable big prick.
She bobbed her head down as Storm fucked in and turned her face as he withdrew, so that her lips were grinding around his retreating cock.
Blowing dogs was such a joy that the girl knew she would be sucking plenty of doggy prick from now on. She had become a confirmed dog blower even before that first meaty mouthful had been milked!
Storm's ass jerked and corkscrewed. He fucked his cockhead into her cheek, skimmed over her arched tongue, rammed into her throat again. Debby gagged as he stuffed her mouth and whimpered as he withdrew. Her mouth was pulling on his prick like a suction cup. As the dog yanked his cock out, her wet lips dragged out with his shaggy cock-stalk, so that he was almost pulling her mouth inside out.
The hound's spine twisted and contorted as he hammered his horny cock into Debby's radiant face. His heavy balls rolled over her up-thrust tits, then swung up to slap her under the jaw. They made a dull, sodden sound as they whacked against her and she groaned with lust, thinking of the steaming cum those bloated balls held.
Storm fucked in, burying his cock to the very hilt. Debby's lips plastered against the thick prick as his balls dragged up her chin. The hairy cock whipped out until only the naked cock-knob was in her sucking lips, then plunged in to stuff her full again.
Her head bounced and jerked under the beast's furious assault. The dog hadn't cum yet, but his pisshole was spilling out so much preliminary jism that her mouth was already flooded with foaming jizz. It dribbled down her throat, sloshed in her cheeks and bubbled from her lips. Her tongue slid around in the slippery wash, bathing his hot cock and curling up under his violent thrusts.
The doggy cocks in her hands were starting to vibrate savagely and Debby's lithe, nubile body quivered and shook as the dynamic energy passed from their lightning-rod pricks into her hands, shot up her arms and spread out in a surging ripple through her loins.
Lightning yelped and jerked and Debby felt a mighty jolt in his cockshaft.
Her fist flew back on his cock as his doggy jism came rocketing up the hard tube. Great globs of thick cum squirted from his cock-knob and splashed onto her cheek. She pumped furiously, milking more spunk out. His prick hosed her face and slimed in her tawny hair.
She yanked his cock closer and milked out a creamy geyser into the corner of her mouth. The slimy cum washed past her lips and ran into her mouth, blending with the pre-cum that Storm had already spilled there.
Debby beat the dog's cock with steady strokes, turning her eyes to look at his prick and watching his big balls slowly shrink as the drained.
His last spurt hit her on the chin and Lightning woofed and moved away. His prick slipped from her hand, swinging under him and dribbling out the last gooey drops of jizz on the ground as he stepped back. His tongue lolled out and his teeth showed as if he were grinning.
Debby swallowed. The cum was hotter and thicker than the pre-spunk she was sucking out of Storm's pisshole and it made her even more eager to drink the full load from that horny hound's balls.
But then Thunder surged to his cum.
His fuck-juice sprayed from his flaring cockhead, splashing onto her tits, seeping down, slinging like melted pearls to her rosy nipples.
Storm's bloated balls slapped over her tits, skimming through Thunder's jism and then flying up to hit Debby on the chin.
She pumped Thunder, milking his hot cum onto her tits in steaming streams. Then Thunder pulled away, panting. The lucky dog had gotten his rocks off twice already today, and his prick fell like a tree, the gooey cock-knob dragging on the ground.
Now that those two dogs had been milked off, Debby could concentrate completely on the prick that Storm was frantically feeding her.
She held his balls in her hand, feeling them swell and balloon promisingly. Her other hand cupped him around his driving haunches, drawing him in as he fucked. He was shoveling his prick in to the root, and his massive hunk of prick was getting bigger and hotter with every stroke as the doggy neared the peak.
Debby felt as if her mouth was melting on that sweet load of pounding prick. Her tongue sparked crazily as it slid through the pre-cum, echoing the electric impulses that were charging her neglected clit. She thought that she was cumming in her mouth! Her saliva flowed like pussy-juice and her tongue exploded like a clit.
Storm's balls were heavy in her hand and she felt them explode violently.
His cock jolted savagely as his doggy spunk came pouring up the hard core. His hot, thick fuck-juice spurted into her mouth with such force that he almost blew her head off the end of his cock.
Debby gurgled and gulped in rapture. The dog's jism was the most delicious thing she had even tasted, and she relished it on her tongue and then swallowed it down by the mouthful. Each time she drank a load, the dog hosed her with another spurt.
Debby was sucking like a vacuum cleaner on the dog's squirting prick, milking his succulent jism out and gulping it down greedily. Storm fucked away, shooting each time his prick hissed through the oval collar of her lips and skimmed over her flashing tongue.
His balls were draining, swinging loose and slack now as they whipped against her chin. Debby moaned, sorry that it was ending. The naughty girl was willing to swallow the dog's cum forever. But the potent beast was winding down and grinding to a halt, every last drop of his spunk spilled out into her hungry mouth.
With a yelp, the hound twisted away. His cock cranked out of her mouth like a lever. Debby leaned after it, her tongue darting out for a last lap on his cockhead. Storm stepped back, his tail hanging down and his flanks heaving.
Debby sprawled out in the grass, letting the last of the dog's succulent cum seep down her throat drop by sweet drop.
She licked up the foaming overflow of cum from her lips. She cupped her hands and scooped up more spunk from her soaking tits and then lapped that from her palms.
Debby had drunk herself full, and her greedy mouth was content now.
But her cunt was smoking, and depraved little Debby was ready for anything.
CHAPTER SIX
Her mother's cunt was hot, too, and she was getting very frustrated. Jimmy was just sitting there like a bump on a log, looking sheepish. She was wondering how she could lure Paul into the tent with their son just outside.
But Julia could think of no valid reason to send him away. She glanced at Paul and he gave her a wry look. Since he had already cum in her mouth, he wasn't feeling as horny as she was, although he could sympathize with her plight.
Julia sighed. She decided that she would just have to go into the tent by herself and take the pressure off with a frantic fingerfucking.
Paul and Jimmy both watched her lush, heart-shaped ass swing as she ducked through the flaps of the tent.
"Guess I'll take a walk," Paul said, hoping he might get Jimmy to accompany him, then double back under some pretense to fuck his randy wife.
But Jimmy, rooted helplessly in place by his hard-on, only nodded. Paul wandered off. He felt sorry for Julia, but he was amused by the situation as well, and not at all uncomfortable because his balls were already drained dry.
As soon as his father was out of sight Jimmy jumped up, lurching as the formidable weight of his swollen prick swung across his loins. He turned toward the direction in which Debby had walked, hoping heartily that he could catch up to her before she did something silly like jerk her own pussy off before he got there.
Then he paused, cocking his head.
He heard a very definite moaning coming from the tent where his mother had gone. He was intrigued. It was a very sexy sound.
Jimmy knew that his mom was a horny woman, because he and Debby often listened, giggling while their mother and father fucked themselves silly. Now, grinning slyly, the youth crept up to the tent and listened.
As soon as she was in the tent, Julia had taken her clothing off and spread out naked on one of the soft air mattresses. Her voluptuous body seemed inflated like the mattress-like a blowup doll, all round curves and soft contours.
Her tits were like big, solid balloons that had been inflated by the taut valves of her nipples. Her belly was gently curved, dipping down into the curly mass of her luxuriant cunt-mound, and her legs were rounded columns sweeping up to the vee of her damp crotch.
She lay still for a moment, cursing the fact that a happily married woman had to resort to a hand-job instead of a proper fucking. Still, a cum was a cum and a frigging was better than frustration.
She began to pull and twist her rosy nipples. Those swollen buds tingled in her fingertips and the oversexed woman could not suppress a moan. Julia was a noisy frigger as well as a noisy cocksucker.
And she didn't realize that her randy young son had heard her incriminating sounds.
She kneaded her tits for awhile and her cunt got steamier and creamier. She slid a hand down her belly and her fingers rustled in her curly cuntbush, then dipped down into her flooded fuckslot.
Julia rubbed her cuntlips and stroked her stiff clit, moaning and whimpering louder. Her thighs closed around her hand, then opened wide again. She began to work on her pussy with both hands, wrists crossed as they lay over the uptilted bulge of her cunt-mound, and her fingers trailed down into her gooey cunt. She pulled on her clit and her nipples shot out in response. She arched and bowed, bouncing on the air mattress.
Julia was making plenty of noise.
Jimmy, accustomed to fingerfucking his sister, knew damned well that his mom was frigging off inside the tent, and the boy was shaking with lust. He had forgotten all about following Debby, intrigued by this new, kinky kick of listening to his voluptuous mother frigging her cunt to foam.
He could hear her pant and whimper and, when he listened closely, he could hear the juicy sounds that her fingers were making in her wet pussy.
The boy crept around the canvas wall and came to the entrance flap. He was trying to see in, to get an eyeful of the sight he was overhearing. But his mother had closed the tent flap, wanting her privacy, and Jimmy was unable to get a look into the interior of the canvas shelter.
His prick was beating against his closed fly like a sledge hammer and so much of his heated blood had rushed into his booming hard-on that the boy felt dizzy and light-headed.
Scarcely aware of what he was doing, Jimmy pulled his zipper down and hauled his cock out. The hard prick steamed in the cool woodland breeze, standing up before his trembling loins like a blazing beacon.
He began to jack-off automatically.
With all of his concentration centered on what he was hearing, the horny youth was jerking his cock more than habit and need than intention, pulling away on his prick almost without realizing it.
And he also failed to realize that, as he pumped his fist on the root of his long, pounding cockshaft, the flaring cock-knob had slipped through the tent flap!
Julia's tilted, cat-like eyes were narrowed with passion as she rubbed her cunt with her fingers, probed up the soaking tunnel and strummed on her frenzied clit. Her wide, firm ass heaved up from the mattress and cunt-cream spilled out, soaking the inflated plastic under her grinding loins. She slid three fingers in knuckle deep and wriggled them around. Her cunt-hole sucked juicily as she pulled them out of her pussy.
Then her eyes opened wide in amazement.
She stared at the head of Jimmy's prick as it loomed in through the flap. In the dim interior of the tent, the fat cock-knob was glowing like a neon bulb and, for a moment, Julia didn't realize what it was. Then some creamy pre-cum spilled from the boy's open pisshole and Julia gave a little gasp, at last identifying the object.
She smiled with delight.
Obviously, she assumed, Jimmy had finally gone away and Paul was teasing her by playfully sticking his swollen cockhead into the tent.
She stopped frigging her cunt immediately, figuring there was no longer any need for that solitary pleasure. She twisted around and turned onto her knee, shuffling over to the entrance where that meaty cock was burning.
Her tongue pushed out, flattened and fluttered-and slurped juicily up the underside of that fat cockhead. She moaned with pleasure and lapped again. If Jimmy's cock-meat tasted any different from his daddy's prick, horny Julia failed to detect the variation.
She began licking his cock-knob with gusto.
Jimmy jerked with shock and his fist flew off his hard cock-stalk. He didn't know what was happening to him for a moment. The sensation in his cockhead was the most wonderful he had ever known.
Then he heard the moist slurping-so similar to the sounds he had recently head coming from the front of the van-and the lad realized that his mom was tonguing way on the flaring head of his prick!
Holy shit, he thought.
He jerked his ass and hips out and felt the warm, wet collar of her mouth engulf his cock-knob. She sucked and he felt thick coils of spunk slide up the length of his cock and slime from his pisshole. He was spilling out spunk onto his mom's tongue! The stuff felt as thick as flour and water paste as it pushed sluggishly up through his fuck-tube and oozed from the cleft.
Jimmy heard her swallow.
The boy was ready to faint with shock, as well as loss of blood to his brain, as his hard-on claimed more than its normal share. He understood the situation, realizing that she must have mistaken his cock for his father's, but he was damned if he knew what to do about it.
If he suddenly yanked his cock away, she was liable to look out to see why he had removed that welcome mouthful, and when she discovered that she had been inadvertently sucking her son's cock it would be too, too embarrassing.
Nor did he want that lovely sucking to stop.
The only thing he could do, Jimmy reasoned, was to let her finish the job, blowing off his cum into her mouth, and then sneak away while the cum-hungry woman was swallowing the stuff.
It seemed a happy solution to the problem.
He began to fuck into her face through the flap, feeding more prick to her mouth as he tried to get his rocks off before anyone found them in this strange situation.
But there was a flaw in Jimmy's logic, sound as it seemed, because his mother had already had a mouthful of jism and now she wanted to get fucked.
She continued to mouth his sweet cock for a bit longer, really enjoying it. His pre-cum tasted scrumptious, even more delicious than usual, she thought, not realizing it was cherry spunk she was swallowing as it flowed so freely out of a young, virgin prick.
Turning her face, she wound her clinging lips around on the spindle of his cock, rotating her mouth as she sucked him deeper into her head.
Julia was gurgling and gulping and smiling, her sensual lips turning up around his cock-knob, enjoying the novelty of this playful sucking. Not seeing the rest of the man to whom that bloated cock was attached, it was almost as if she were blowing a stranger, she thought. Her naughty mind was teased by that idea.
Not knowing she was giving head incestuously, Julia teased herself with thoughts of adultery.
But then her pussy began to smolder so urgently that it felt as if it was going to ignite, bursting into flames and smoking like a damp camp fire.
She reached out through the tent flap and got a handful of Jimmy's huge, swollen balls. She gave his cock-knob a last loving suck, then drew her face back. Dragging him by the balls, she pulled his trembling form into the tent, expecting to see her husband grinning down at her- and understandably startled when she found it was her son!
Jimmy looked sheepish and Julia blushed. She was still holding his balls as she knelt before him. His throbbing cock was drenched with her saliva, the slobber streaked with ribbons of pre-cum and her sensual lips were frothy with his seepage. Her pussy was volcanic. His prick muscles pulsed and his rock hard cock jolted.
Julia started to speak, then paused. What in hell could she say? It had been a mistake, but it had already happened-and it was too fucking late to stop now!
"Mom-" Jimmy croaked.
"Don't talk-fuck me!" Julia moaned.
She fell back onto the inflated mattress, raising her knees and opening her heavy, shapely thighs. Her crotch tilted up as she lifted her ass.
Jimmy stared down at his mother's cunt. His cock was jutting up so high that the youth seemed to be sighting across the polished cock-knob as if it were some surveyor's device used to take a bearing on her pussy.
Her cunt was wide open and flooded, the button of her clit swimming in cunt-juice. Her nipples stood like bullets and her lips were moist with his spunk. Jimmy groaned and sank to his knees between her legs.
"I-I never been fucked, Mom!" he groaned.
Julia squealed. The thought of being shot full of her own son's cherry fuck-juice drove her wild. Her legs rose up and hooked around his hips, dragging him into her groin.
His swollen cock-knob dipped into her cunt and they paused for a moment, only his fat cockhead in her wet pussy. But the pause was because of no doubts or inhibitions. They were savoring the instant before they fucked, the final seconds of innocence. His cock-knob flared in her cunt and her pliable cunt-lips pulled on it.
Jimmy's ass tightened and, with a low moan, he sank his prick into his mother's pussy.
Belly to belly, his balls jammed like cushions against the curve of her ass, they ground together, holding the full penetration. Looking into her eyes, Jimmy cupped her fat tits in both hands. Julia gazed back at the boy. Neither showed any sign of reluctance, only a shared and mutual passion lighted their faces.
Her cunt tugged and pulled on his buried prick, the inner rings closing and fluttering. His cock hummed like a vibrator in her pussy. They squirmed and wriggled, linked by the full length of his prick.
Julia started to fuck first.
Shifting her ass and hips, she pulled her pussy up off an inch or two of prick, then slid it back down. Jimmy gasped at the sliding sensation.
"Fuck me, Jimmy!" she moaned, her voice all husky with lust. "Fuck Mommy's cunt!"
Jimmy drew back until only his swollen cockhead was in her sodden pussy, paused for an instant, then rammed it all the way into her cunt again. His ass corkscrewed and her pelvis shuddered under his thrust.
"Oh!" she cried, as he stuffed her full of hot, hard cock-meat. Then she wailed as the thrill of it hit her with a violent jolt. She was fucking her virgin son! The dark thrill of it transported the horny woman to rapture.
Jimmy slammed in, grunting and groaning as his cock sank to the hilt in that clinging cunt-hole. He slid his hands down and cupped the cheeks of her churning ass, hfting her hips higher as he poured the prick to her in a frenzy. His cock hissed up her cunt and splashed as his cock-knob rammed into the very core of her pussy.
Julia began to whip her pelvis about, hips swinging through a curve as his cock slid in. Her cunt sucked on him as he jerked back, the wet walls closing like a Chinese finger puzzle around his prick.
Jimmy threw his head back, his face contorted by desire. He howled like a wolf as he fucked his prick in. His mother's head was turning from side to side. She was biting her lip and her tawny tresses cascaded over her cheeks as she jerked in spasmodic ecstasy.
His balls rolled in and banged against her grinding ass as his cockshaft disappeared in her hot cunt. They made a solid thud as they hit her. The youth's balls were as inflated as the air mattress under her ass, so full of jism that she could hear it sloshing around as they swung.
Cunt-juice gushed from her pussy as his thick cock plugged her full, pumping the creamy cum out of her cunt with every stroke. As her fuck tunnel flooded, his prick slammed in even faster on the oily lubrication. It sank into her like a torpedo launched in a swamp.
"Fuck-fuck-fuck!" Julia was gasping, each time her cunt filled to the brim with his driving cock. He was fucking to the depths, coring her like an apple. She stared down past the heaving hills of her tits, half expecting to see the outline of his enormous prick raised in a furrow up her belly. Her cunt had molded itself around the contours of his cock, gripping and clinging to every sweet inch, and her tight cunt muscles were sucking like a mouth on his prick.
Thighs tensing, Jimmy rose up and fucked his prick in from a higher angle, running all of his long, wet prick-stalk across her explosive clit. Then he dipped down and fed her a long, rippling, under slung stroke that heaved her belly up as he gorged her to the hilt.
His virgin prick felt like a crowbar levering in her loins. His massive cockhead flared in the depths and his hard prick wedged and pried in her pussy, working over the bulge of her clit.
Julia was creaming blissfully.
"Cum!" she cried. "Shoot in me, Jimmy-give me your hot, thick fuck-juice."
Jimmy fucked in frantically, his cock expanding and his balls ballooning. He could feel his cumming begin, deep in his loins. He gasped. It felt like he was cumming from his heels, as if his long, hard cockshaft transfixed his torso and was rooted in his thighs.
"Here it cums, Mom!" he shouted.
"Yeah-yeah!" she groaned, waiting for it, yearning for the steaming hot spurts.
Jimmy's balls burst as he fucked in to the hilt. His cum shot up his cock and splashed in a creamy cascade in his mother's melting cunt-hole. His first spurt rocketed out so hard that the boy's ass jerked back on the recoil, as if he were riding a cannon.
He shot again, his jism swirling up the length of her fuck-hole from slot to core, then poured a third deluge into her as he fucked his exploding cockhead back into her pussy.
Julia's cunt was dissolving, pussy-juice gushing out each time her son pumped another squirt of cherry jism into her. Cum and cunt-cream swirled inside her steaming loins and poured from her cunt as he filled her to the brim. His ass was a blur, his balls swung out like balloons as he braced his thighs and fucked into her pussy.
Time was suspended. In their simultaneous bliss, they felt that they were cumming for eternity.
At long last, Jimmy slumped over her, spent and panting. He felt drained and hollow, all of his vitality hosed into his mother's loins. He thought that he must have spilled a gallon of cum into her.
Julia continued to pump for awhile, working off the last sweet spasms of her cumming on his stationary cock. She could feel his fuck-juice shifting around in a creamy tide inside her jerking belly.
Then she, too, stopped moving.
They clung together in the aftermath, his cock still buried in her cunthole - and still stiff.
Was Julia sorry she had fucked her son?
Was she hell! Julia was only hoping they had time to do it again before Paul returned.
But Paul had embarked on an adventure of his own.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Paul had gone only a short distance down the path, then he ducked behind a tree and waited. If Jimmy decided to follow, Paul could sneak on back and throw a fast fuck into Julia while both kids were in the woods.
But Jimmy didn't show up and soon Paul heard the dogs howling and yelping. He frowned. Debby had walked in that direction. He hoped that she hadn't been attacked by some savage farm dogs. He decided that he had better go and make sure the girl had come to no harm.
He hurried off in the direction of the frantic doggy sounds, concerned for the girl's safety- and never dreaming that it was her chastity that was under assault.
Paul was in for a surprise.
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Sprawled out wantonly in the grass, Debby had swallowed the last drops of doggy cum. The stuff seemed to be running right through her nubile young body, because with every drop she drank, her cunt got wetter. When she finally sat up, there was a wide, swampy puddle under her ass.
Storm and Lightning were sitting back on their haunches, tongues hanging out and cocks getting soft. The long, hairy prick-stalks were slightly bowed, but the slick red tips still nudged out from the sheaths, showing the cock-knobs. She looked for the third doggy, but Thunder had wandered off. He had been milked twice and had lost interest in the proceedings, but that was okay with Debby. The naughty girl figured that two hounds were enough for anyone.
She eyed the semi-stiff doggy cocks speculatively, wondering what to do with them next. She had really loved sucking Storm off and sure wouldn't mind another mouthful, but her pussy needed some attention more than her mouth at this stage. She decided that the best idea would be to blow one dog while the other sucked her off.
She turned over onto her hands and knees and crawled over to the hounds. She already knew how delicious Storm's cock was, so she turned to Lightning. The doggy woofed as if in greeting and a bit more naked cockhead slid out.
The dog was hunkered down and his prick was standing up before his belly. Debby crawled up to the brute on her hands and knees. The dog didn't move, other than to cock his head alertly. Debby blew on his prick and the long cockshaft jolted and shot out longer, all of the naked cockhead squeezing from the hairy sheath now.
Debby lowered her head and licked the dog's balls. They ballooned, to her delight, promising the naughty little doggy another creamy treat.
She tongued up his hard cock and lapped his slimy cock-knob with attentive slurps. That gooey slab flared, pumping in and out like a valve. With Storm, it hadn't been like a blow-job, really. Debby had been on her back, both hands full, and the doggy had fucked her mouth like a cunt. Now she figured she would give Lightning a proper cocksucking.
She supported herself on one elbow and cupped the other hand over his balls and the root of his cock, skinning back so that his cockhead bulged out naked from the prick-stalk.
Parting her lips in an oval, she slipped her mouth down onto the succulent cock. She sighed happily, finding his cock-knob every bit as yummy as Storm's had been. She began to suck on the gamy, musky prick with relish.
She expected the other doggy to move up behind her and start slapping his tongue into her cunt from under her upthrust ass, but she was in no hurry for it as she began to go suck-crazy on the hound's hairy cock.
Her blonde head bobbed down and she fed more fat prick into her face, slobbering down his prick-stalk, then pulling her lips back to nurse on the tip.
Lightning whined and whimpered. Sitting back on his haunches, the dog couldn't fuck into her mouth, the way dogs like to do, but she was giving him such wonderful sensations that the brute was content to just squat there and let her magic mouth bring him off.
Her head jumped up and down on his prick, taking the hot meat deeply into her greedy mouth and fondling his swelling balls in her hand, squeezing gently as if to pump the spunk out of them.
As she knelt there on all fours, her head ducking down the dog's prick, her trim little ass was hiked up at the highest point of her posture and her thighs were parted in preparation for some dog tongue.
Not realizing it, Debby had inadvertently assumed a position very familiar to Storm. Blowing one doggy, the girl was in the doggy-fucking position!
And Storm was well aware of it.
Being Isabelle's doggy, Storm knew full well that both ends of the human female are fuckable, that women had a fuck-hole at both approaches.
Already having had the pleasure of her delightful mouth, the hound crept up behind Debby's jerking ass. He moved in stealthily, as if he were stalking a bunny rabbit.
The brute's haunches were low to the ground and his prick was hard as a nail again, the pointed cock-knob plowing along the ground under his belly. His wet black nose twitched, inhaling her pussy perfume. The beast was stalking by both sight and scent. As his black nose flared, so did his bright red cockhead as it plowed along the earth.
The hound thrust his head out and sniffed at Debby's puckered brown asshole. She purred and wriggled happily, thinking that she was about to get tongued. Storm slid his tongue into her shithole and whimpered at the tangy flavor tantalizing his taste buds, the spicy fragrance that wafted to his sensitive nose.
Dropping his head, ears falling like damp flags, the dog slurped his wet tongue into the girl's crotch from behind. His soaking tongue dragged up the crack between her open cunt-lips and back into her asshole. He lapped again, shooting his tongue out farther, so that it swept over her clit before it pulled through her cunt-slot and back once again into the flavored tunnel between her asscheeks.
Debby gurgled with delight as the dog stroked her from clit to asshole with steady, juicy, slobbering sensations. Her ass wriggled against his muzzle and streams of sweet nectar poured from her pussy.
She slid the collar of her lips all the way down to the thick root of Lightning's prick, paused, then drew up, loving every lovely inch. Each time that Storm's tongue slapped into her soaking cunt, the girl took another greedy gobble on Lightning's delicious cock.
She hoped that she could time it right. How nice it would be to cream on doggy tongue at the same instant that the other doggy hosed her voracious mouth full of hot spunk! She squeezed Lightning's balls, gauging the nearness of his cumming so that she could let her cunt-hole melt simultaneously.
But then Storm pulled his snout out of the teenager's steaming crotch. The powerful beast hunkered back, his haunches bunching with muscle. His prick stood out like a battering ram from his loins. Suddenly the horny brute bounded up, mounting Debby's ass.
"Ooooh!" she squealed, the sound muffled on a mouthful of dog cock.
Her hips jerked, as if to dislodge the beast. But Storm had his front paws wrapped tightly around her hipbones and he clung to her haunches determinedly, mounted on the curve of her ass like a gargoyle on a buttress. Hauling back on her hips, the brute fucked.
His cockhead fucked into her crotch.
Holy hell! He wants to fuck me, Debby thought.
In his randy haste, Storm had fucked his prick in at the wrong angle. His slick cockhead skimmed through Debby's wet cunt and rose on up to wedge into the crack of her ass. He yanked back and thrust again. This time his cock-knob lodged fast in her gooey pussy.
Shall I let him fuck my cunt? Debby asked herself, as she mouthed Lightning's sweet cock.
Storm's massive cockhead was flaring and throbbing at her pussy. The sexy girl could well imagine how it would feel to have that cock fucking away in the depths of her cunt.
She hadn't quite made up her mind if she wanted her pussy fucked by a hound. But Debby's cunt had already made that decision for itself. Her cunt-lips began to suck and pull on Storm's naked cock, dragging it deeper. The smoking lump of hard prick spread her fuck-chute open and his vibrant prick-stalk slowly slid in.
Inch by inch, her cunt pulled the dog's prick into her smoldering loins. Debby was gasping on a mouthful of dog cock as she felt that other huge prick go in-and in - and in! It felt as if the long cock was going to spike right through her body.
Debby reached back through her crotch and felt around, amazed to find that there was still a length of prick-stalk that hadn't gone up her cunt yet. She spread her fingers over her pussy, feeling the hairy cock slip through them as it kept on running into her cunt.
Storm growled and his ass heaved. He shoved the rest of his prick into the girl's cunt and clung to her, buried to the hilt.
Debby thought that her hipbones were going to leap right out of their sockets as his thick cock stuffed her. His flaring cock-knob seemed as deep as it could go, bottomed out in the depths of her pussy.
Then, incredibly, the dog's cock got even longer. The brute wasn't fucking, he was clinging fast to her ass as his buried cock shot out more, telescoping inside her fuck-hole.
She thought his prick must be brushing her heart and lungs aside to make room for it! She sucked down to the hilt of Lightning's cock, taking his cock-knob back into her throat. Gorged at both ends, the girl felt as if she were transfixed like a pig roasting on a spit. She thought the dog's cockheads must be bumping together somewhere in the middle of her belly, forming a single spike that cored her torso.
And she loved it!
Crazed by animal lust, the dog-loving girl began to coil and uncoil like a fleshy spring between their cocks. As she slammed her mouth down to the hilt on one, she shoved her ass back on jerking knees, fucking her cunt-hole to the very brim with smoking hot prick.
The dogs held steady as the girl moved between them. Looking at each other along the arched span of her bowed back, their amber eyes gleamed, as if they were silently sharing some doggy wisdom.
Then Storm began to fuck, pounding his prick savagely into her cunt. Debby matched his bestial vigor, jerking back to meet each thrust as her head jumped down and she filled her mouth and throat with dog cock.
She gurgled, gulped and gasped. Her cunt slurped as her mouth slobbered. She was cumming deep in her pussy and she felt as if her mouth was cumming, too. Her saliva flowed as hot and creamy as her cunt-juice, and her tongue was melting like her detonating clit.
The dogs whipped their cock into her in a frenzy, from both ends. They were like two hounds fighting over a juicy bone, hauling and pulling her body between them, rattling her bones and shaking her organs. Her ass and hips rolled as her head bobbed up and down. Drool ran down her chin and cunt-cum poured down her kneeling thighs.
To her joy, the dogs creamed together.
Lightning slammed his prick in and a great geyser of doggy jism erupted into her mouth. At the same instant, Storm fucked up her cunt and a slimy river of cum flooded into her melting loins.
Debby swallowed voraciously, drinking the doggy spunk, while her pussy sucked and swallowed like a mouth, greedily milking Storm's cock and balls. The animals kept on pouring their fuck-juice into her, and the girl kept on creaming.
Like a well-oiled fucking machine, the hairy brutes slowly wound down. The last trickles of their jism seeped into her, and their pricks began to subside. Debby kept on sucking to get it all and was rewarded by a final spurt of cum onto her tongue. Then Lightning growled and plucked his spent prick out of her lips.
He moved away, his cock slowly falling to horizontal, then dropping to point at the earth. His prick was matted with Debby's slobber, but not a single drop of cum remained on his cock-knob or stalk. The greedy cocksucker had swallowed every last drop of his jism.
Storm was still mounted, panting and drooling over her twisting, churning ass. His cock was still stuffed up her cunt, and it still felt fat.
Debby wondered if maybe they were tied together, like a dog and a bitch after mating. It wasn't an unpleasant thought. Maybe the lovely brute could fuck her again, without even for a moment pulling his prick out of her creamy pussy!
But then the thick hunk of cock rippled and began to diminish. Her cunt tightened around it, retaining the tight, clinging pressure. Molded to the outline of his cock, her fuck-hole sank in as the prick shrank. But then the well-drained doggy gave a happy bark and jerked back, dragging his cock from her pussy.
Cunt-juice and dog jism flooded from her cunt and streamed down her thighs like hot mercury. Streaks of cum were trickling down her chin, as well. Debby was so full of cum that she felt as if she had been inflated, blown up by those spurting cocks.
She slowly sank down onto the ground, basking in the radiant aftermath of the spectacular fuck. Smiling dreamily, she looked at the brutes, to see if either-or both-of them looked as if they were ready for more. Her cunt and her belly were already sloshing with creamy tides of cum, yet the insatiable girl longed for more.
But both hounds were milked to the bone, their balls slack and their cocks hanging limp.
Debby sighed with disappointment.
But there was another cock nearby, and that cock was hard as a hammer and pounding with lust. " Her daddy had been very inspired by the scene.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Following the frantic sounds that the horny hounds were making, Paul had arrived in time to see the culmination of the bizarre fuck, standing frozen in disbelief behind a fringe of trees.
He had watched, eyes bulging out, as a dog fucked his daughter's cunt!
He had clearly seen a hound spurt cum into her mouth and he could see her throat pulse as she gulped down that hot, thick jism.
Paul was fascinated and more horny than he had ever been before.
He stood very still, except for his jolting prick, as he watched the two big dogs drain off their cum in lavish spurts. Then they pulled away, one at a time, a cock slurping from her mouth and then the second meaty prick dragging slowly out of her flooded cunt.
The dogs moved away and the nubile teenager sank down to the ground, with animal jism streaming from her cunt and frothing her lips.
The girl was depraved, Paul realized. She was his daughter, but she was an utter degenerate, beyond corruption. What was a bit of incest to a girl who fucked and sucked with dogs two at a time, he thought.
Grimacing and grinning-it was the same expression, with his face all mangled by desire-Paul opened his fly and reached in to haul his cock and balls out. His prick felt like a lightning rod, pulsing with a high voltage current, and his balls were so full they rolled like bowling balls at the root of his towering cockshaft. Moving as though in a dream-a wet dream, to be sure-he moved into the clearing.
Debby gulped and hid her face when she saw her daddy stalking up on her. But then, looking between her fingers, she saw that his cock was jutting out, huge and hard-that he was striding cock-first toward her!
The blonde girl rose to her knees, as if she were about to plead for forgiveness, her head bowed contritely and her attitude submissive. But a secret smile was lurking on her cum-drenched lips.
Paul towered over her, his fists on his hips, shoving his crotch out. Debby could hear the rasping of his labored breathing, and she thought that she could hear the blood pounding in his prick, as well.
She looked up shyly. His gigantic cock loomed right before her face. His pisshole was bubbling and jism ran down his prick-stalk as if it were a flowing fountain, soaking onto the balls from where it had come. The fiery heat of his engorged cock flushed her face.
"You gonna beat me with that, Daddy?" Debby asked timidly, fluttering her eyelashes and looking as innocent and demure as a girl possibly could when she had doggy jism all over her mouth and chin.
Paul worked his prick muscles and his massive cock pulsed. It looked like a meaty war club and Debby flinched back slightly as it jolted.
"Lick it!" Paul groaned.
"Ohhh, Daddy!" Debby squealed in delight.
She was relieved that he wasn't going to chastise her for fucking and sucking with the dogs, but more than that, she had often thought about sucking her father's prick.
Sometimes when she was jacking off her brother, she made believe that it was her daddy's cock in her hand. With her incestuous inclinations honed to an edge by the grindstone of her brother's prick, Debby was drooling for her father's cock.
Kneeling upright before him, as if worshiping at an erotic altar or groveling before some fleshy statue, Debby slid her spunky tongue out and licked her daddy's cock from the root to the cock-knob with a long, fluid slurp. She tongued up the pre-cum that was streaming down and her saliva replaced it on his throbbing prick.
Tilting her face, she lapped at his balls, then licked up his cockshaft again, her deft tongue darting this way and that up the pulsating cock, then fluttering at the point where it spread out into his wedge-shaped knob. She bathed that sensitive spot lavishly, then fitted her lips to it and slid her mouth up and down his prick-stalk.
She sat back on her heels and gazed at his cock for a moment. His cock-knob was flashing like the beacon atop a lighthouse, warning-or promising-about the rocky shoals lurking at the base of his tower. She leaned in and her tongue danced up and down his thundering prick.
More pre-cum oozed out, running down into the corner of her mouth as she drew her lips up and down, playing his prick like a flute. She hummed on his vibrating cock and it throbbed convulsively against her lips. She was gazing up from the tops of her silken-eyes, loving the way her father's face was contorted by desire.
She tongued up to his cockhead, turned her face down and fed the hot cock into her lips.
"Yeah-suck my prick, Debby!" Paul groaned, enchanted by the depravity of having his little girl go down on him so eagerly.
His cockshaft was so hard that he felt as if it was rooted right down his legs, that his enormous hard-on was moored in the earth beneath his feet.
Debby sucked and whimpered. Her daddy's cock-meat was great, not as gamy as dog prick, but every bit as delicious. His pre-cum was thick and creamy, promising that naughty jism drinker a lovely load. She knew it was wicked to suck her father's cock, and that only added to the thrill, making her even hungrier for his fatherly fuck-juice.
Her mouth was magic on his cock-knob and Paul swayed and moaned, fucking his pelvis in and out and jamming his cock up into her down-turned face. He held her head between his open hands as he fucked his prick into her mouth. He could feel her cheeks indent as she sucked, and he could hear the moist sounds as she swallowed.
His daughter was drinking from his seeping cockhead with relish, and Paul was driven wild by the knowledge and the sensations combined. His little girl could blow all the dogs she wanted, he thought, as long as she sucked him off as well.
Debby's head jumped and she stuffed almost all of his giant prick into her mouth, gagging as it ballooned in her gorge, then whimpering as she slowly pulled the tight collar of her lips back up to his cockhead.
Speaking with a mouthful of cock, she said, "Shoot in my mouth, Daddy-feed me!"
Her words enflamed him, enhancing the wonder of her mouth. He fucked, pumping his potent, parental prick into his daughter's sucking mouth in a frenzy.
His balls surged mightily. Debby seemed to be pulling his cum out by the suction of her mouth, sucking the jism up his long cock. His prick sank into her slobbering face as if it were going into quicksand. Paul thought that his naughty daughter could have sucked the batteries out of a vibrator. His fuck-juice wasn't shooting out, she was pulling it up his prick-stalk inch by inch!
Then his balls erupted volcanically.
"Cumming-cumming!" he cried, fucking deep into her mouth.
Debby moaned in anticipation, bobbing her blonde head down to meet his thrust. His fountainhead flared as his cum sped up his prick.
Suddenly her mouth was full of cum.
Debby gulped the precious spunk down and her daddy shot more into her mouth, jets of jism spraying from his pisshole. His cock was fucking so violently that Debby had to shift her head around to keep it in her mouth.
She gulped, drinking the load down. She swallowed mouthful after mouthful of the delicious jism as if poured out in slimy coils and creamy cables. He fed her a cum rocket, straight back into her throat, then uncoiled a gooey rope onto her flashing tongue.
Paul threw his head and shoulders back, almost falling over as his back arched deeply and he rammed his spurting prick up into her face, the last great spray of spunk hosing into her mouth.
He staggered, weak and drained. But his cock stayed hard.
And the dogs were interested again, too.
CHAPTER NINE
Paul was shaking and trembling, and might have collapsed, except that he was firmly moored in place by the hard cornerstone of his cock, and that cock was still embedded solidly in his daughter's mouth. She nursed on his prick as she drank the last mouthful of cum from it.
Then Debby, having gone down on him, decided to go up on her daddy.
She drew her slimy mouth off his cockhead and rose up on rippling thighs. Her arms went around his neck. Paul stood, shoulders back an belly thrust out. Debby wrapped her slim thighs around his hips, climbing up his body. Her trim ass swung from side to side as she squirmed up like a monkey climbing a tree. Paul cupped his open hands under the cheeks of her ass, lifting her higher.
Debby's belly glided up his rampant cock and the cock-knob rustled in her curly cunt-mound. Then that smoking hot prick slipped between her legs. The slender, agile girl was perched on his prick like a flagpole sitter. His hands supported her ass and she clung to him with her arms and her thighs, her chin resting on his shoulder.
Very slowly, she settled onto his cock.
His huge cock inched up into her cunt-hole as she slid down, impaling her loins. His cock was massive, stuffing her to the brim. She wasn't sure if she could take it all, but she squirmed down and her pussy engulfed him. Her cunt-lips were plastered around the very root of his long prick and his cockhead had bottomed out in her cunt.
Paul began to stagger around the clearing, thrown off balance by her weight but holding her in place on the pillar of his prick. He fucked awkwardly.
Debby pulled her cunt up, then slid the soaking sleeve back down. Her thighs were working like a swimming frog as she pulled herself up and then slid back down on his cock.
As they staggered about, coupled and grinding together, the hounds trotted behind them, tongues out and pricks starting to stiffen again.
Lightning thrust his muzzle out and lapped Debby's ass as it swung on her daddy's belly. His head ducked down. His tongue slurped over Paul's balls and ran on up through the crack of Debby's ass, then rimmed at the tight ring of her shithole.
Storm seemed to think that was a good idea and that big brute trotted up, too. Shoulder to shoulder with Lightning, he lapped merrily away.
"The nice doggies are licking my ass, Daddy!" the little minx whispered into her father's ear.
Paul groaned a wordless approval. His vocal cords were as stiff as his cock, and he could only grunt and moan as he wobbled around with his daughter riding his prick.
Paul's legs gave out before his prick did.
Already weakened from the cum he had pumped into Debby's mouth, the man sank slowly to his knees, carrying her down with him. He never missed a stroke as he changed positions, his cock still fucking steadily up into her mounted pussy.
He fed her a few kneeling thrusts, then dropped over onto his back on the ground. Debby went with him, firmly hooked on his cock. He sprawled out and she squatted over him, kneeling astride his hips, mounted on his prick like a trophy displayed on top of a pole.
Paul fucked up from the ground and Debby moved her cunt down to meet his prick. Her lithe hips twisted and turned, screwing her cunt down on his cock, adding torque to the in and out friction.
Then the dogs joined in.
Lightning hopped up and clamped his front paws tightly around Debby's hips, coupling firmly to her ass. The brute fucked his cock out. But Debby's fuck-hole was already stuffed as full as it could get, and the hound's cockhead rebounded from Paul's balls.
Debby giggled at the brute's howl of frustration.
The dog fucked again. His cock glanced off Paul's cock and whipped on up into the crack of the girl's wriggling ass. His hot cock-knob nudged into the tight slot of her asshole.
She reached behind her ass and took the animal's hairy prick in her hand. She began to frig his prick-stalk, thinking that with her cunt filled she was going to have to give the doggy a hand-job. But as she stroked his cock, his cockhead flared delightfully in her shithole.
Debby had never had an assful of prick, but she knew how lovely it felt to have a dog's tongue up there, and she thought of having a shit-chute full of pounding dog cock thrilled her.
She pulled his prick again, but instead of rubbing on his prick-stalk now, she tightened her grip and drew it out. His fat cockhead dipped into her asshole and Debby gasped at the feel of pulsating cock in that tight ass-bud. She pulled him in a bit deeper.
Her narrow little shithole resisted for a moment, then fluttered open. The fat red slab of naked cockhead wedged up her ass. Debby drew her hand away and Lightning looked down, as if puzzled at finding his prick stuck into the wrong hole. His bared cock-knob had vanished and his prick stood out between her asshole and his balls.
It might be the wrong hole, but it was hot and wet and clinging and how did a dumb animal know there was anything wrong with ass-fucking?
The brute began to fuck desperately, stuffing more and more of his cock into Debby's asshole with every driving thrust of his loins.
"Ooooh, Daddy-that naughty dog is fucking me up the asshole!" Debby moaned- and felt his cock balloon in her cunt at the stimulating information.
Lightning gave a mighty lunge and buried his prick deep in Debby's ass passage. Her shit-chute rippled and sucked on his prick. His bloated balls hung down, brushing against Paul's balls. Riding her daddy's towering cock, she wriggled her ass back on the dog's prick, adoring the double fuck.
Lightning dragged his cock out until only the flaring cockhead was in her asshole, paused and whined, then slammed it all the way in again. His cockhead pounded up into the girl's ass as his prick-stalk stuffed her guts.
Lightning began to fuck her ass in a frenzy, whipping his cock out and slamming it back in, jarring her hips as he fucked her. Each time the dog fed her a load up her shit-chute, Debby pushed her pussy down and stuffed it full of her daddy's cock.
Those two pricks steamed into her twin tunnels like trains passing in the night, rubbing against each other through the slender membrane that divided her asshole and cunt.
Paul fucked up and his balls rolled at the root of his cock, bumping against the dog's swollen balls as the beast buried his cock in her ass.
Storm felt neglected.
The hound was sniffing around and whining, his stiff cock booming under his belly. He didn't see an opening, at first, because Debby's face was cuddled to her father's shoulder. But then the naughty girl raised her head, deliberately showing the doggy her open mouth.
Storm bounded in with a yelp of joy.
He threw his front legs around Debby's shoulders, mounting her face just as Lightning was mounted on her ass. His loins jerked out and Debby took the slick head of his prick into her mouth.
Paul groaned as, just above his face, he saw his daughter sucking on the hound's prick.
"Ummm!" she groaned, gazing down past the animal's cock to look impishly at her daddy. Paul would have grinned at her, if his jaws hadn't been too tight. The look in his eyes was of encouragement and approval.
As soon as they got home from this camping trip, Paul was determined to buy Debby a dog of her own! Hell, he might buy the girl a whole fucking pet shop!
Debby gulped and gurgled as Storm's big cock fucked into her mouth. Her cunt was sucking loudly on her father's prick and Lightning's cock hissed up her ass, the hairy prick-stalk melting her with friction.
Lightning's balls swung in and out just over Paul's face, slapping Debby under the chin, then rolling heavily back into the brute's groin.
Paul's eyes were glued to the girl's unpeeled lips, eagerly waiting to see the doggy squirt his cum into her willing mouth.
His eyes sent messages to his brain and his brain passed them on to his cock and balls, causing his prick to thunder violently.
And although Paul couldn't see the other dog fucking her ass, he knew it was happening, because he could feel the big prick shooting up her asshole, rubbing against his own cock as they plunged into her loins.
Debby bounced on her daddy's prick and joked back to take an assful, sucking happily away as she did so. With all three of her hot holes filled with sweet prick, the girl was in seventh heaven, an erotic Garden of Eden where the delights of bestiality, ass-fucking and incest were all mingled into one rapturous thrill.
Debby felt like a pin cushion, stabbed full. All the sensations of those three pounding pricks were melting into one, centered somewhere in the depths of her well-stuffed belly.
Her cunt was creaming, her mouth was drooling and her shit-chute was melting. She thrashed and writhed and wriggled, buffeted between her various lovers, hooked this way and that on the driving cocks.
Lightning's cock was so far up her ass that she thought it might slide into her mouth, bumping again the head of Storm's prick. Then Storm's cockhead rammed back into her throat and she swallowed on it, thinking that now those two fat cock-knobs must be meeting in her belly, filling her digestive tract from both ends.
She pulled her mouth up to Storm's cockhead, holding it in her lips so that her fascinated father could see the meaty red prick flare. Pre-cum oozed out, frothing her lips and dribbling down her chin.
"Ummm-yummy!" Debby moaned for Paul's benefit-and was rewarded by a jolt of his cock. "He's gonna cream my mouth, Daddy-any minute now I'm gonna get a mouthful of doggy jism!"
"Milk the fucker off, baby!" Paul gasped. "Drink the fucking mutt's cum!"
Lightning was panting like a steam engine as he fed his cock to her face, tilting her tawny head back as his cock-knob slammed into her throat. Her jaw shot out like a lever as his fat prick plugged her facial fuck-hole, her lips molded to the contours of the dog's cock, then dragging back to suckle on his smoking cock-knob.
Like her mother, Debby was a noisy cock sucker, and now she was making more noise than necessary, knowing that the sounds thrilled her father almost as much as the sight of her cock-filled mouth.
She panted and slobbered on the brute's cock, just above her Daddy's face. "Ahhh-oooh- yummmmy-shoot, you lovely doggy! I'm hot for your thick jism."
Paul groaned in blissful torment and fucked his prick up into her cunt-hole with such power that he might have tossed her off the end, if Lightning hadn't driven her ass down with a simultaneous thrust up her shit-chute. They were all rising toward the crest together, sharing the cresting waves as the depraved sex session ground to a creamy climax.
"Cum, Daddy-cum in my cunt!" Debby pleaded, trying to hold back, waiting for his jism. "Hose my cunt with-" She broke off as dog cock clogged her throat.
Paul heaved up, his whole body vibrating as his balls blew out. His fuck-juice shot out in a boiling geyser, splashing into his little girl's cunt.
"Ahhhhh!" Debby cried in ecstasy. The cum was hosing her savagely. She felt as if she were squatting astride cannon when it blew.
Then the hounds, howling, added their doggy jism to the cumming.
Lightning's jizz boiled into her ass, running through her guts like melted lead, filling her stomach from her ass.
Storm's cockhead erupted in a foaming deluge, sliming her lips and soaking her tongue. Paul watched her swallow the dog's fuck-juice and shot more of his own incestuous cum up into her cunt. Her girl-cum poured out in deluge, flooding her cunt-hole along with his slime.
Debby swallowed a hot, thick load of cum, and Lightning fed her another load from the opposite end. Her belly bubbled with fuck-juice as her father steadily filled her pussy with his spunk.
As those three spurting pricks pounded her to jelly, Debby creamed her brains out, feeling as if her whole nubile body had turned to cunt-cum and was dissolving into a slimy pool on the ground.
The hounds faltered and ground to a halt, their balls deflated and their cocks collapsing. Lightning clung, panting, over her ass, and Storm gripped her shoulders, shuddering, as she sucked out the last gooey drops of jism from the head of his cock.
She pulled her mouth off him and opened her lips wide, showing her father the doggy cum on her tongue, then drinking it as Paul pumped his last steaming squirts up into her trembling pussy.
Debby sank down onto her father. He held her in a loving embrace and planned for a lot more family fun in the future.
CHAPTER TEN
With her husband snoring away and his prick limp and lifeless, Isabelle naturally went looking for her faithful dogs. She found spunk drippings on the floor and followed the trail to the front door, finding that the horny brutes had fled to the woods.
Isabelle was excited. Her ass was sore from the fucking Clay had given it and her fuck-hole was in a frothy, foaming frenzy. One fuck always left the oversexed woman feeling randy as hell, and the ass-fucking, although she had enjoyed it, had done nothing to cool her cunt.
She marched out into the woods, seeking the dogs.
Half a mile from the house, Isabelle spotted Thunder standing on a ridge. The doggy had wandered off from the glen after his balls had been depleted, but now he was becoming excited again.
Isabelle lifted her skirt and parted her thighs. She wasn't wearing any panties. Tipping her crotch up, she fanned her pussy with her hand and her pungent aroma drifted toward the hound.
She saw his big prick start to telescope from his loins. Assuming that her aroma had reached him, she smiled, figuring that the affectionate dog would come bounding toward the source of the scent.
But Thunder was puzzled.
The hound atop the ride was standing in a cross-current of wonderful perfumes. He got a whiff of Isabelle's cunt and, from a greater distance, he could still detect the fragrance of Debby, a the girl got triple fucked. But a third delightful scent was also carried on the breeze.
Thunder gazed down upon the tent in which Julia Standish was fucking with her son.
Thunder raised his head, nose fluttering, his doggy heart torn by indecision. He turned to gaze toward Isabelle. But he had already fucked her today and he knew that seconds were never as good as the first shot.
He twisted and sniffed the breeze from the glen, but the nectar was faint at a distance and he could smell lots of cum, both doggy and human, blended with her cunt succulence, and knew that the girl was already being well and truly serviced by his companions.
He inhaled deeply as he turned toward the tent again, and his brawny body shuddered. Julia's pussy was closer than the competition and certainly as hot and creamy as any of them.
Thunder barked as if announcing his resolve, and went trotting down the hill.
Isabelle frowned in frustration. She had never been given a knock back by a dog before-nor a man, for that matter. What was wrong with the dumb fucker? She wondered. Had he gone chasing a stupid fucking rabbit or cat or something? She hesitated, feeling a bit sheepish about chasing after the brute, knowing that a woman was better of playing hard to get. But with her fuck-hole feeling so volcanic, she had no choice.
Isabelle followed the dog.
And the dog followed his nose, right down into that aromatic tent.
Jimmy had just finished shooting another creamy wad into his mother's cunt and pulled out, grinning. His cock was all slathered from her pussy, and the greedy woman figured it would be pleasant to give him a suck now, swallowing the third load of his sweet son cum.
She was just about to dive on his prick when a huge, hairy head came pushing through the tent flap.
Julia jerked her head up from Jimmy's hard prick, startled and blushing. She thought that someone-Paul or Debby, probably-had caught them in their incestuous encounter.
But then she saw that it was only an inquisitive doggy, a dumb brute who didn't know that incest was naughty and who couldn't have blabbed about it even if he did.
She was about to chase the dog away so that she could get down to sucking her son off, but she noticed how the dog's long, wet tongue was drooling and how his amber eyes stared at her bubbling pussy-slot. His nose flared and she realized that she had turned the beast on with her own arousal. The thought excited Julia, in turn.
Thunder came squirming into the tent. His stiff prick swung heavily under his loins and Julia gave a little gasp when she saw it. She had never had sex with an animal but, like many women, she had often thought about it and wondered what it would feel like to let a horny hound throw an enthusiastic doggy fuck into her cunt.
The oversexed woman would probably have tried it before, had the situation ever arisen. Now just such a situation was upon her. The fact that her son was present did nothing to inhibit Julia. In fact, she figured it would be even more thrilling to fuck with a dog while her young son witnessed her delicious depravity.
Giving Jimmy a saucy look, Julia reached out and took the brute's cock in her hand.
"Jeez, Mom!" Jimmy groaned, his eyes hot and his prick shaking violently as it loomed under her.
"Wanna watch me fuck a dog?" she asked.
"Ooooooh-yeah!" he gasped. If he felt any shame because his mother was a dog fucker, it was a feeble emotion compared to his surging lust. Julia was on her side, leaning over Jimmy's cock. Now she rolled onto her back, knees raised and thighs parted. She pulled on the dog's prick and the dog dropped his head and shot his tongue into her gooey cunt.
It slithered up her fuck-hole like a floppy prick, and Julia moaned at the sensation. Twisting around, she pulled his cock into her face and began to tongue the slimy cock-knob, gazing at Jimmy as she did so. The boy looked awestruck as he watched his mother lick the dog's cock.
Thunder slobbered into Julia's cunt and Julia drooled down the dog's pounding prick. She sucked the cockhead into her mouth and nursed on it moistly. That gamy hunk of dog cock was so tasty that the woman was tempted to suck him off and drink his bestial cum.
But his tongue was driving her cunt to a frothing frenzy and she figured that a cuntful of big doggy prick would be even better than a mouthful.
She grasped his collar and yanked his panting muzzle out of her pussy. Then she pulled her lips off his cockhead and levered it down into her crotch. She sprawled back, hiking her ass up so that her cunt rose into a good fucking angle, level with the hound's meat cock.
Most dog would have been confused by this human position, but Thunder was Isabelle's dog and he was well versed in the ways of women and acquainted with the missionary position. He shuffled in, stiff-legged, and nudged his bloated cock-knob into Julia's cunt.
She squealed as the seething cock flared in her cuntslot. She threw her legs up, hooking them around the big hound's hairy haunches. Her belly cupped as her thighs drew him tighter into her crotch. His cockhead sank into her pussy and his long, thick fuckshaft began to inch in behind the blazing cock-knob. Her cunt sucked him deeper, as if her pussy were a vacuum cleaner.
Thunder whined and thrust, and his prick slid in all the way. Her cunt-lips slurped at the thick hilt and his balls ballooned against her ass.
The brute held the full coupling for an instant, growing familiar with the novelty of a brand new fuck-hole. Then his powerful hindquarters began to churn. He fucked his cock in and out furiously.
Julia whimpered and moaned as she felt the incredible friction that the cockshaft was building up in her cunt. His naked cock-knob sank in to the depths and his shiny prick-stalk plunged in behind, the bristles of his sheath electrifying her swollen clit and rasping up her steaming fuck-hole.
The cock slipped into her as the excited hound fucked frantically. It felt like a tube of sandpaper as it ground into her cunt.
"I love it-I love it!" Julia screamed.
Her loins drove down to meet the beast's thrusts, and her pussy pulled and dragged like an automatic milking machine. She hoped that the doggy wouldn't cum too soon. She wanted a lovely long fucking from the brute.
Since Thunder had already shot a couple loads, his stamina was prolonged. His cock sank in remorselessly and she could feel the hot pre-cum seep into her cunt, but luckily the animal showed no signs of shooting off immediately.
Prancing and dancing on his hind legs, the hound fucked into her cunt with vigor and gusto. His tongue dropped onto her fat tits, slurping at the stiff nipples and running up her deep cleavage. He lapped up to her face and Julia kissed his hairy muzzle.
Then Julia sucked his tongue into her mouth. Kissing with a dog was, in a strange way, even naughtier than fucking him, she thought as she sucked passionately on his slobbering tongue. His tongue seemed to swell like a prick in her mouth, darting all around. Each time Julia sucked on it, his cock bucked in her cunt.
Jimmy had risen onto his knees, leaning over them and watching the dog's hairy prick fuck into his mother's juicy cunt. It yanked out drenched with cunt-cream and streaked with pre-spunk, the prick steaming. Then he buried it again, his balls rolling up against her ass.
The hound dragged his tongue from her lips and began to tongue her tits again. Julia's mouth was vacant-and Jimmy had a hard-on like a hammer.
He shoved his prick into her face.
"Suck my prick, Mom!" Jimmy moaned.
Julia gulped his seething cockhead into her mouth and worked on it hungrily. She inhaled on her son's prick and her cunt sucked on the dog's cock, as if she had a mouth at both ends of her body.
Jimmy's ass jerked as he face-fucked the voluptuous woman, and he leaned over so that he could still watch the fat dog prick slide in and out of her cuntslot.
Julia rippled and coiled between them savoring the mouthful and relishing the cuntful. How would she ever be satisfied by one cock at a time again? she wondered.
The doggy was starting to yelp now and his prick fucked in savagely. His balls thudded against her jerking ass like spunk filled wineskins. His backbone twisted up as he fucked his loins out and Julia's ass and hips moved in a spiral as she met his plunging penetration.
Knowing that the dumb brute was soon going to hose her cunt with his thick cum, Julia went crazy on Jimmy's prick, trying to bring her son off at the same time as the dog shot his wad.
Jimmy's pisshole began to dribble promisingly.
The hound howled and Jimmy wailed. Julia's mouth slurped and her cunt made suction sounds. The doggy jerked and jolted between her lusty thighs, fucking her pussy steadily, pumping the final strokes into her.
"Gonna shoot-gonna shoot!" Jimmy cried.
"Ummmm-ummmmm!" Julia moaned.
"Drink my cum, Mom!" he wailed as his cock slid in and his tidal cumming began.
And, standing in the tent flap, Isabelle said, "Mom! Holy fucking shit!"
CHAPTER ELEVEN
It was too late to stop now, caught in the act or not.
Isabelle stood there, looking astounded, as Jimmy's cum spurted heavily into Julia's mouth and the howling dog drained his balls up her cunt.
Jimmy's cum was coming out in a slimy rope, and unbroken coil of creamy jism pouring from his pisshole and lashing down his mother's throat.
The dog was shooting into her fuckhole in foaming floods, pumping her full of his jism, draining his balls spurt by spurt.
Julia swallowed jism and her cunt soaked up dog spunk like a sponge. She was creaming deliciously on Thunder's squirting cock and slobbering in an oral orgasm on her son's succulent prick.
She emptied Jimmy's balls to the dregs, drinking down every sweet drop. The hound fucked away until his balls were slack and limp, then stopped over her, flanks heaving, head dropped onto her tits.
Isabelle looked on in astonishment.
When she was sure that she had milked out every last drop from Jimmy's prick and balls, Julia drew her lips from the youth's cock and looked sheepishly at the intruder. Jimmy eyed the strange woman warily. Thunder looked a bit guilty, with some doggy awareness of his infidelity.
"Jeez!" Isabelle gasped. "Mom? You suck your own son's prick? And you fucked my dog!"
She shook her head in awe of the total depravity upon which she had stumbled. But then she grinned. Depravity delighted horny Isabelle.
She sank to her knees behind Thunder and grasped him by the tail. Thunder yelped and cringed. Isabelle dragged back on his bushy tail, slowly pulling his spent prick out of Julia's cunt. It slid out inch by inch, dragging Julia's cunt-lips along the hairy cock. Then the red cock-knob, rubbery now, slurped from her cunt.
"You faithless hound," Isabelle said, but she didn't sound at all angry.
Thunder cowered away from his mistress, looking ashamed in a doggy fashion. The brute didn't know that incest and bestiality were naughty, of course, but he had a canine sense of loyalty and fidelity.
Ignoring the guilty beast, Isabelle stared at Julia's incriminatingly creamy cunt.
"That dog cum belongs to me," she said.
"Errr-sorry. I thought he was a stray," Julia said, trying to excuse herself, feebly.
"Well, I want it back," Isabelle said.
Julia blinked, puzzled. Isabelle licked her lips. Then Julia's face brightened with understanding. She tilted her gooey cunt up invitingly.
"Be my guest!" she moaned.
Jimmy gasped as Isabelle lowered her lovely, lust-twisted face toward his mother's juicy cunt. Julia was thrusting her cunt up willingly, eagerly, as if she were serving a delicacy on a hairy platter. It was evident that his mother was no stranger to lesbian cuntlapping - and the knowledge was making potent Jimmy's balls bloat yet again.
Isabelle gazed at that succulent feast for a moment, her mouth watering like a hungry child peering at a tray of cream-filled buns. Then she dove on Julia's cunt. Her nimble tongue went wild in that soaking slot, stabbing deeply up her pussy as her lips clamped over Julia's sodden cunt like a suction cup on a clogged drain.
She sucked with slurping relish. Her face was buried in Julia's crotch, head turning and twisting, brow pressed to the blonde vee of Julia's cunt-mound and lips plastered to her flowing pussy.
Julia looked at her son, smiling lewdly, as she jerked her pussy against the woman's panting mouth in a pumping, grinding, fucking motion. Isabelle was using her whole mouth on Julia's cunt. She tongue-fucked up her hot cunt and sucked on her pussy and clit. Loud slurps and bubbling gasps drifted from Julia's mouthed cunt.
Thick gooey dog jism, mixed with creamy cunt-juice, slid into Isabelle's mouth in a sluggish tide. Her throat pulsed as she swallowed. Her lips were unpeeled, turning almost inside out as she kissed Julia's pussy as if it were a bearded mouth. Julia's cunt was sucking like a mouth, too, rippling on Isabelle's tongue.
Her hot mouth worked like a rubber plunger as Isabelle wallowed joyfully around in Julia's cunt. She whimpered passionately as she sucked, and the dog spunk kept oozing out, thick as mercury as it floated in a lighter sea of cunt slime.
Isabelle slurped and swallowed. The greedy cunt-lapper had sucked out ah the doggy cum now, but she kept on sucking, drinking Julia's unadulterated cunt-juice ravenously.
Her hands cupped Julia under the ass and lifted her loins higher, tilting her cunt up as if it were a hairy goblet full of delicious cunt-cream. Julia's lush thighs closed around Isabelle's head, then flew wide open again, her arched feet moving in the air as if she were riding a bicycle. Isabelle moaned and sucked in a feeding frenzy.
Getting her cunt sucked was making Julia hungry, her own mouth watering, envying Isabelle that succulent snack. She began to turn around, twisting into an inverted position without for an instant removing her cunt from the cunt sucker's adoring mouth.
Jimmy watched, intrigued, as his mom slowly revolved into the sixty-nine position. He knew that she was no lesbian and, as his sister had, the youth realized that a woman doesn't have to be a deviate to be cunt sucker.
Julia buried her face in Isabelle's sopping groin and began to suck her cunt voraciously. Locked in a grinding sixty-nine, they rolled together. Julia came on top, then turned under again. They looked like some mythical creature with a head at each end, devouring itself.
Jimmy's cock was thundering and he knelt there wondering where to stick the fucker. And Thunder's prick had stiffened again, as well, as he inhaled the frenzied fragrance of those enthusiastic cunt-lappers.
It was the hound's first encounter with lesbian love and it confused the dumb brute, but he knew from his nose that it was a sexual act and he began to yelp with renewed passion.
The waves of rising joy were spreading out through both women, like a high voltage electric current that was running back and forth between their coupled bodies. Sharing mouths and cunts, they shared the thrill.
The spark rippled in Isabelle's cunt and shot on through Julia's tongue, then ran down her trembling body and tingled in her cunt, passing on into Isabelle's flailing lapper in a surging current. Julia's tongue slid into Isabelle's pussy like a wet plug into a socket. They both shuddered and jerked on the electric charge.
Isabelle's pussy creamed. Julia sucked the cunt-cum out greedily and her own cunt spilled over, in turn. It was as if the cunt-cream she was so avidly swallowing was pouring down her belly and bubbling back from her own cunt. They sucked and they creamed, wild with the ecstasy of it, loving both ends of the act equally.
A spasm shook Isabelle to the core and she cried out in wanton bliss. Then, drained and gorged, she rolled away, breaking the double link.
But insatiable Julia hadn't had enough of that sweet cunt yet, and she twisted with Isabelle, her lips plastered on her pussy. Isabelle lay back spread-eagled and Julia rose onto her knees, her head still down in Isabelle's pussy and her ass sticking up.
The position ignited the dog.
Jimmy was about to slam a doggy fuck into his mother, too, but the hound was faster. The hairy brute leaped up onto Julia's haunches and pounded his prick into her cunt. The cock-knob wedged in and the long, shaggy prick-stalk followed, burying itself balls-deep in her foaming fuck-chute.
Jimmy looked dismayed, his eyes turning as he looked for a hot, wet hole for his own cock. Isabelle, looking through fluttering lashes and glazed eyes, saw the lad's need-and saw how magnificent his hard-on was.
She jerked one hip up, grinding her cunt into Julia's face and twisting her torso like a fleshy screw. Jimmy grinned as he saw the opportunity that had been presented to him. He fell onto his side and slid in, pushing his prick into Isabelle's cunt from behind.
Julia's mouth was clamped over Isabelle's pussy but when her son's smoking hot cockhead came sliding into the woman's groin from the other side, she drew back. Her lips slurped as she pulled them off Isabelle's cunt, as if they had been glued together by cunt-juice and slobber.
Jimmy wriggled in and heaved his hips out. His pounding cock whipped into Isabelle's cunt from the rear. He sank in to the balls and shuddered. An hour ago he had been a virgin and now his cock was buried in his second cunt of the day, sharing it with his mother!
Jimmy held his prick rooted up Isabelle's smoldering cunt. Julia licked his balls lovingly as they ballooned in the other woman's crotch. Then Jimmy began to pump his prick in and out with slow, jolting thrusts.
Julia parted her lips and clamped them over Isabelle's sopping cuntslot so that she was sucking them both at the same time. She mouthed Isabelle's cunt and her son's hard cock ran through her lips as it fucked in and drew out. His prick came out soaking with cunt-juice and plowed back in drenched with his mother's saliva.
They were all in ecstasy, but Julia was in paradise. She was doing ah the things that she loved to do-and doing them all at once!
She was sucking a creamy cunt and mouthing her teenaged son's delicious prick as it came out of that cunt, all slathered and soaking and steaming from the fuck-hole, and as she heaved her ass up, a powerful dog was throwing a savage fuck into her own fiery pussy.
Jimmy buried his prick and his mother licked his balls. He jerked out, his slimy prick-stalk running through her lips, then slammed back in again through the double joy of mouth and cunt.
Isabelle's cunthole was getting creamier as she started to melt in another cumming. Julia's pussy was detonating violently on the hound's cock. The fantastic cluster-fuck was surging to a four-way climax.
The dog's fuck-juice blew up Julia's cunt in a steaming torrent as she juiced around the spurting prick. Isabelle's cum-cream spilled into her mouth and then Jimmy was wailing and hosing Isabelle's pussy with his sweet jism.
Julia sucked spunk out of Isabelle's hairy pussy and whimpered with the pure joy of total depravity.
Balls emptied and cunts drained, the horny animals broke down and lay gasping together, still coupled but no longer grinding together. Julia was lazily lapping up the seepage as it oozed in a milky paste out of Isabelle's cunt and onto Jimmy's balls.
Then she realized that the tent flap was open.
She looked up-and gulped when she saw that her husband and her daughter were standing there, looking amazed. Julia had a dog prick sticking up her cunt and her mouth was on a cunt full of her son's cock. She wondered what on earth she could say?
