It's been said that every person has some dark passion within his soul-some hidden secret desire, or whim that may never surface to be seen by even the closest confidante. Such a secret can be evil and sinister, or it may be trivial and
In America, such dark passions are easily submerged and hidden by the complexities of everyday living. Yet sometimes dark passions surface-and such taboo subjects as bestiality have to be dealt with.
SISTER'S DOGGY DELIGHTS is a dramatic representation of women who dare to let their most base desires and passions come to the fore. They are some of the few who are willing to accept the consequences, be it reward or punishment, for allowing themselves to be sexually liberated. Their story is a startling insight into the lives of people who dare to deal with the darker sides of their own sexual
CHAPTER ONE
The big dog was yelping and whining as he thrust his hairy haunches out in a frantic rhythm. His long red tongue was hanging out and his black lips were curled back from his white fangs so that the brute seemed to be grinning.
The dog had every reason to be happy. He was ramming his prick into a sexy young lady.
The dog was a Great Dane named Warlock and the girl was a teenaged nymphette named Liz, kneeling under him with her head lowered and her ass shoved up in the doggy fucking position as the beast poured the prick to her.
The doggy pounded in enthusiastically.
The girl squirmed and squealed with joy as his huge cock slammed violently into her creamy cunthole.
Warlock was Liz's dog and they had fooled around a lot together, but this was the first time that the young minx had actually let the animal fuck her and they were both enjoying it enormously.
Liz was cumming. She had started to come almost on the first stroke, as the brute's fat cockmeat stuffed her, and she just kept right on creaming as spasm after sweet spasm jolted her loins and pussy.
The doggy was ready to cum, as well.
He clung tightly to her hips, mounted on her haunches and whipping his cock savagely up into the depths of her melting pussy. His bloated balls swung out and slapped into her crotch as he buried his prick to the roots. Liz pumped back to meet his thrusts, adoring every inch of his big reamer.
Then the dog howled like a wolf and Liz wailed as she felt his thick fuckjuice spurt into her cunt in stream after slimy stream.
Her own cumming soared to the highest crest and the doggy drained off his cumbags to the last dregs and then slumped down over her ass, panting. Liz continued to wriggle around on his spent cockstalk, working off the last spasms, then she sank down, smiling dreamily.
Fucking dogs was fun!
It was real naughty, she knew, and that only made it more exciting. Liz felt deliciously depraved and wonderfully wicked and, even before the drained doggy had pulled his prick out of her, following that first fuck, the girl was looking forward to lots more of it.
And because saucy little Liz felt so naughty, she was dying to tell someone what she had done. It wasn't the sort of thing that you could tell anyone, of course. You couldn't tell your mother or your teacher, for instance.
She decided to confide in her girlfriend, Polly.
After school the next day, she did.
And a lot of fascinating things followed . . .
* * *
A very pretty blonde girl in a pink dress came walking along the bank of the narrow stream that flowed along behind the suburban houses. Her dress was modestly cut, with a high neckline and long, puffed sleeves, but it could not conceal the delightful curves of her nubile young body. The garment seemed to cling to her high, thrusting tits and the shape of her trim and delectable ass.
Nor could the charm of her pretty features hide the agitation that she felt.
Her name was Polly Smithfield, and she had just received two shocks that deeply affected and aroused her.
The first had come on her way home from school.
She had been walking with her friend, Liz. Polly was a chaste sort of girl and a virgin, and Liz had a naughty reputation, but Polly liked her a lot, nevertheless. Without a love life of her own, she always took a vicarious thrill in hearing about Liz's sexual adventures.
They were nicely contrasted, those two teenagers, equally desirable but in complementing ways. Polly was a golden blonde, with innocent blue eyes and Liz had raven-dark hair, high cheekbones and jade-green eyes that glinted mockingly and lasciviously-the kind known as bedroom eyes.
The sweet and the sultry, they were.
Today, as they strolled along, Liz kept glancing at Polly in a speculative way and it was evident that the dark girl wanted to say something. Polly waited, eager to hear the latest juicy scandal or confession.
Presently, Polly stopped and turned to Liz.
"Well? You're dying to say something, right?" she asked, looking receptive.
Liz said, "Yeah. Only you might be kind of shocked-but I wanna tell you, anyway."
"I won't be shocked, Liz! I know you're naughty. Jeez, you told me lots of things!"
"Not like this," Liz murmured.
She actually looked a bit shy and even blushed slightly. Polly had never known her promiscuous girlfriend to be less than brazen and bold and, naturally, it fired the innocent blonde virgin's curiosity.
"Tell me! Tell me!" she squealed.
Then Liz told her.
She didn't equivocate.
"I fucked my dog," is what she said.
Polly almost fainted. At first she didn't believe it and thought Liz was just pulling her leg, but then Liz went into the details of her bestial encounter and it was obviously true and, as she'd predicted, Polly was shocked.
It also made Polly, very, very horny.
By the time that they went their separate ways at the corner, Polly's cherry pussy was smoldering like a glowing ember between her thighs and her nipples were raising twin peaks in her modest pink dress.
She hurried home to finger-fuck herself.
The knowledge that her friend was a doggy fucker had really turned Polly on and the images of that canine coupling danced in her fevered imagination. Polly would never, ever, do such a wicked thing herself, of course, but it was sure exciting to thing about it. It made her wonder if a girl could lose her virginity by screwing a doggy, or if that maidenly condition could only be ended by a guy. It was idle speculation, certainly, since pretty Polly would never dream of doing it, even if it didn't count against her cherry.
She came to her house and entered quietly. She didn't want her mom to know that she was home in case the woman had any chores for her to do, because Polly was desperate to get up to her bedroom and frig her pussy to foam.
That was why she tiptoed to her room.
And got her second shock . . .
As she stepped into the doorway, she noticed that her dresser drawer was open and, a split second later, she saw why that was so.
Her older brother, Thad, was stretched out on her bed, busily beating his cockmeat into a pair of Polly's bikini panties!
Polly's eyes bulged out like two hard-boiled eggs and her jaw dropped open like a lever. She gaped. Triad's eyes were closed and he wasn't aware of her arrival. His handsome face was all twisted by lust and he was panting and snorting as he pumped his prick with rapid strokes.
Polly started to cry out in indignation.
But something stopped the words and only a little soft moan came from her lips.
With the blood pounding in his ears and his own breath whistling out like a steam engine, her brother didn't hear that moan from his sister's parted lips.
Polly's eyes were glued to his prick.
His fist flew up and down the long, thick, heavily veined cockstalk, with his cockhead flaring on one end and his cumbags ballooning at the other. The sight fascinated Polly. She had never even seen a stiff cock before, although a few boys, on dates, had pressed them against her as they necked mildly.
But even to her inexperienced eye, it was evident that her brother had a whopper!
As his fist pulled up, his foreskin rolled over the ledge of his fat, purple cock-knob. Then he pumped back down toward his balls and that huge slab of flushed cockmeat flared out in a smoking-hot wedge. He was holding her panties angled so that the narrow crotch band would receive his load when it spilled out. His pisshole was open and gooey pre-cum had already started to bubble from the tip, flowing down the slopes of his cockhead like whipped cream on a fat plum.
Polly didn't even realize that she was licking her lips as she stared at his prick.
He was her own brother-how could the innocent teenager admit that her mouth was watering?
Her pussy was juicing heavily, cunt cream pooling in her panties and seeping out from the leg holes to trickle like pearls down her inner thighs.
It thrilled her to watch her sibling jerk his cock and that thrill was magnified by the knowledge that he was going to spill his spunk into her own panties-that her brother must have the hots for her! Had he done it before? she wondered, trembling. Had he slimed in her panties and then returned them to her dresser drawer? Had she actually worn a pair of bikini panties that were drenched with her brother's jism, the thick goo liquefying again in the heat of her crotch and seeping into her cherry cunt in a sort of second-hand incest?
Despite herself, Polly hoped so . . .
Thad was on the vinegar strokes now, grunting and groaning as his fist flew up and down furiously. Polly could see his balls swelling huger at every stroke. She stared at the head of his prick, eager to see his fuckjuice come spurting out into her panties.
Her other panties-the wet ones she was wearing-were already drenched with juice as her cunt overflowed. Polly was creaming! It had sneaked up on her and she didn't even realize she was cumming until the thrill hit her so savagely. Her pussy was untouched, was igniting on its own, by spontaneous combustion.
Her eyes were wide open and acted like a magnifying glass held in the rays of the sun, concentrating the image into a hot beam that played on her clit.
Her clit button went off like a blasting cap and her pussy dissolved to cunt cum. The gooey, fragrant juices streamed from her open cunt-slot, washing over her clit like a swampy tide breaking over a pebble.
"Oooooh!" Polly gasped, aloud.
But now her brother was at the peak, as well, and hearing nothing but the pounding of his own prick, his whole body jerking and vibrating on the end of that throbbing cock-rod.
His fist slammed down to the hilt.
His cockhead flared out like the head of a hooded cobra about to strike.
Then his hot, thick jism was squirting out of his open pisshole in a torrent. The slimy stuff spurted into the crotch band of Polly's panties, drenching them. His prick was jerking wildly, almost throwing his hand off his cockstalk as it jumped like a bucking bronco. He was trying to aim his spunk into her panties, but the stuff was spraying all over the place, shooting up so high that it almost hit the ceiling, cascading over his belly and thighs, soaking the bedsheet on both sides of his jolting pelvis.
Polly was intrigued by the abundance of her brother's cumming. She had never realized so much juice came out of a shooting prick. How did a girl's cunthole ever manage to contain such a load?
What would that hot, thick fuckjuice feel like, boiling into her cherry pussy? she wondered.
What would it taste like?
Polly staggered, her legs turning limp and weak as her orgasm rattled through her, shaking her to the core, and making her feel as if her very bones were melting.
And her eyes seemed to be melting, as well, as they drank in that thrilling vision.
Their cummings wound down together, a simultaneous orgasm shared at a distance.
Polly leaned against the edge of the door, her nubile body shuddering. The last of her cunt cum seeped out and lathered her loins.
Thad's fist was pumping jerkily and erratically now and the great meat hose of his prick was swinging around as it began to soften, spent. His big balls were deflated, hanging slack in his groin now.
He grinned happily and opened his eyes.
Polly gave a little gasp and quickly moved out of sight, into the hallway. Thad frowned. His eyes were misty, his vision clouded in the aftermath of his cumming. Had he caught a brief glimpse of something pink drifting abruptly around the corner of the door? He peered, concerned. He sure hoped that his mom hadn't seen him jacking off! But, no-surely, if she had, she would have stormed in to castigate him for spunking into his sister's panties.
And it couldn't have been Polly, for the girl would certainly have voiced an outraged protest.
The youth waited for a few moments, then dismissed that flash of pink with a shrug. He guessed that he had simply jacked himself into a hallucination.
Then he used Polly's sexy bikini panties to mop up the spilled spunk from his cock and from the bed. He got up and moved to the dresser and, with a really wicked grin, put the slimy panties back with the others-just as his sister had speculated.
His cock had gone semi-soft now, looping out from his loins in a fat, meaty coil. But in the potency of his youth, and with the naughty stimulation of his sister's underwear, one cumming seldom satisfied the boy.
He rummaged in the drawer, seeking another love object, another sibling sex symbol into which he could spurt another load of brotherly love.
Thad decided on a bra.
And as his cockmeat hardened and swelled for his second jerk off, the lad thought wryly that it was a good thing his innocent little sister didn't know what he did in her bedroom.
But, of course, she did.
Polly had crept away, flushed and trembling, her mind in turmoil.
The girl couldn't understand the dark urges that were dancing in her imagination. She had a flash of Liz fucking with the Great Dane, then a glowing image of her brother's prick shooting off. Bestiality and incest-why did such wicked ideas excite her so fiercely?
She was a virgin, a good little girl.
Yet, despite having already creamed, Polly's pussy was still steaming.
Confused by her own emotions and afraid to look her mother or her brother in the face, for fear they would somehow see her emotions registered in her eyes, she tiptoed back downstairs and left the house silently.
Polly went walking down by the stream.
CHAPTER TWO
Belly-down in the bushes that bordered the stream, a big gun-metal gray mongrel was stretched out, his amber eyes glowing and his black nose twitching.
The dog had been lying there, hoping to surprise an unwary quail or to catch the scent of a juicy bunny rabbit for his dinner. He had often hunted successfully along the banks of the suburban stream and he waited patiently.
But then, faintly and from a distance-but drawing nearer-a far more compelling scent than any bunny rabbit came drifting to his sensitive nostrils.
The burly brute whimpered softly, his powerful haunches stirring as he hunkered down in concealment.
The aroma got stronger and more tantalizing.
The dog's wet nose flared, and it did so, his massive cock responded in kind, swelling and hardening under his loins. His fat prick lengthened and the slick red cock-knob came pushing out naked from the hairy sheath, showing the rhubarb. His balls bloated and his cockstalk got so hard that it was levering down onto the earth and hiking his hindquarters up like a hairy boulder turned from the ground on a crowbar.
He was an experienced mutt and he knew damned well what it was the pungent perfume of hot pussy that was wafting so deliciously to his snout. His tongue lolled out, drooling, and his prick hammered violently.
All thought of bunny rabbits and quails fled from his bestial mind and the brute waited eagerly as the source of that fragrance drew closer and closer.
Polly, all pretty in pink, wandered along the embankment, trying to get control of her emotions. The innocent virgin was ashamed of her fiery desire, and her unholy passion. She just had to drive such lascivious thoughts from her mind, her chaste conscience told her. But a deeper, darker part of the girl's mind held her in a grip of sensual steel.
She didn't notice the dog as she went past the bushes in which he was lurking.
Polly came to a wooden bench and, her legs all shaky, sat down to rest.
Her cunt squished and squelched under her as she squirmed on the hard seat. She willed her loins to cool down, but they only got hotter and steamier.
When she had creamed in the doorway, the sudden crest had taken Polly by surprise. It was the first time that she had ever cum without so much as touching her cunt. But now it occurred to her that that cumming; nice as it had been, hadn't been as fulfilling as her usual hand-jobs-that her pussy hadn't done a complete job, all on its own.
Polly decided she needed to cum again.
Frigging off, in itself, wasn't naughty-she knew and she reasoned that it was the best thing to do, at the moment. Once she had creamed properly, the girl figured that she would be more able to control her depraved desires.
Did she dare to finger-fuck herself right there beside the stream? she wondered. She looked around cautiously and saw no one in either direction-nor did she see the horny hound hiding in the bushes, his nose flaring.
Polly guessed that it was safe enough and the thought of playing with her pussy right there on the public footpath was kind of exciting and, besides, if she didn't she thought her cunt might just cream by itself again, dribbling down her thighs like foaming sea water.
Her face flushed, the pretty blonde virgin glanced around again and then, looking guilty but excited, too, she pulled the hem of her pink dress up above her waist.
She parted her thighs and tilted her head down, gazing into her crotch.
"Jees!" she croaked, amazed at how swampy her groin was.
Her panties were sodden, soaked through and through with pearly pussy nectar. The narrow crotch band had been dragged right up into her cunt gash, as if by suction, revealing a pink cunt lip on either side and the nub of her swollen clit button was erect against the wet material.
Polly was so hot that she was surprised that her nylon panties hadn't started to melt.
She gave her pussy a rub through the sodden garment, then hooked her fingers under the waistband and tugged them down, her ass and hips squirming as they slid down. She tossed the soaking panties aside. They were so heavy with cunt-juice that they made a splashing sound when they hit the ground.
Sitting with her ass on the edge of the bench and her long, shapely legs extended to the ground, thighs parted, Polly began to frig her cunt with both hands.
She stroked up the unfurled cuntlips, flicked her fingertips against her clit and then gently nudged one finger up into her cunt sleeve and began to pull it in and out. As she finger fucked her pussy tunnel with one hand, pushing in to the knuckle, she rubbed and rolled her sparking cut with the other. That swollen nugget was smoldering like a lighted fuse, explosive in her fingers.
"Ummmm," she sighed.
Her eyes narrowed. She fantasized about Liz getting fucked by her Great Dane and imagined incestuous encounters with her brother, determined that she would cast all such thoughts away as soon as she had finished cumming.
But as Polly's pussy opened like a flower to her own fervid fingering, the pungent perfume that was pouring out got hotter and steamier and creamier, permeating the air and carried on the gentle afternoon breeze to the nearby bushes-and the doggy could bear it no longer.
Polly gave a startled leap and gasped as a shaggy, gun-metal gray shape exploded from the bushes.
She blushed furiously and started to yank her dress down over her naked loins, horrified by the thought that some passerby had caught her in the act.
Then she saw it was only a doggy.
Polly sighed with relief.
"Shoo-go away, doggy!" she commanded-for she was eager to get on with her hand-job and it was embarrassing to have even a dumb animal watching her.
The mongrel stood, eyeing her balefully, his amber eyes gleaming ferociously. His wet lips were drawn back from his teeth and Polly felt a little nervous.
But then the brute dropped his head and began to snuffle at something on the ground. Polly frowned, then gasped, when she realized that the dog was rooting around in her discarded panties, where they lay all sodden on the bank.
His long, heavy, useful-looking tongue slurped out, slobbering and drooling as he lapped at her seepage. Then his wide jaws clenched and the beast began to worry her panties like a terrier shaking a rat, his head swinging, the delicate nylon garment festooning his jowls.
Chewing on her panties, the dog gazed at her and his nose rippled as he inhaled. He obviously found the panties delicious, but his big, blunt head was thrusting out towards the source of that succulence.
"Oh my God," Polly murmured.
That doggy wants to lap my cunt!
Her mind reeled and her loins seethed. Her cunt felt incandescent, so hot that it was threatening to burst into flames-except that it was much too wet to burn.
Liz fucked her dog.
Polly would never do such a wicked thing.
But lapping wasn't so naughty, was it? she asked herself. Dogs are always lapping people affectionately and if it just so happened that in the course of a lapping the doggy's tongue wound up between her legs, it wasn't really wicked.
And it must feel so damned lovely.
Oh, no-I mustn't-Polly told herself, but the last of the girl's inhibitions melted away in the fiery inferno of her wanton desire.
With a last, desperate attempt to avoid such depravity, Polly shoved her hand into her crotch again and started to frig her cunt furiously, thinking that if she could get her rocks off on her hand she would be able to resist the impulse to let the dog give her some hairy head.
But as she caressed her pussy, the fragrance streamed out maddeningly. The dog yelped and let her panties fall from his jaws. They fluttered to the gound, doubly damp now that the brute had been slobbering into them, descending like a butterfly with wet wings to the dog's feet.
Then the doggy stepped over them, advancing toward the girl on the bench.
Polly stared at this lolling, slobbering tongue and heard his doggy breath panting out. She moaned, surrendering to the overwhelming awe of lust that surged through her.
Just his tongue-she told herself.
But she should have known better, pretty Polly, with her pink dress up and her pussy pouring out pungent perfume of her passion . . .
She slowly ran her fingertips up the insides of her silky thighs and then stroked her sodden cunt-slot and flicked her fingers against her swollen clit.
"Here, boy," she called to him, softly.
The big dog snapped to taut attention, his head thrusting forward as if to point to a duck for his hunter's gun-or a pussy for his loaded weapon.
Polly spread her cuntlips open with her fingers, releasing a fragrant stream of juice from her inner folds.
"C'mon, come and get it, doggy," she urged.
The dog's nostrils flared and he was trembling violently. He took one step forward on unsteady legs then halted. He cocked his head, hesitant and uncertain, as if he couldn't believe his good fortune.
"Dumb mutt, get over here," Polly hissed through her teeth, in a hurry to get it over with before anyone should pass by.
Following his nose, the hairy mongrel advanced slowly, still uncertain.
"You wanna lap my pussy or not, boy? You wanna get that big, pink tongue working on my cunt?"
The dog lowered his haunches and moved stealthily in on the girl, as if he were stalking a pussy cat. His prick was jutting out so far, long and hard, that the brute was forced to step around it and his balls were so big and bloated that his hind legs were bowed out.
Polly gave her pussy another little rub, but then she jerked her hand away, not wanting to bring herself off while there was a juicy dog tongue available to do the job.
The dog had moved in close to her now and she could feel his hot breath waft onto her knees. His tongue lolled out and she could hear his panting breath rasp in and out. He crouched down and shoved his snout out.
Polly slid forwards on the bench until her tight little ass was perched on the edge and her long, shapely legs trailed to the grass. She parted her thighs and hiked her rounded belly upward, offering her simmering cunt.
The mutt's cold black nose bumped against her thigh and he gave a tentative sniff. His tongue slid out and he licked at the smooth flesh. He looked up at Polly, a quizzical frown on his shaggy brow.
A trickle of pearly pussy nectar seeped from her cunt gash and trickled slowly down her leg.
"Puppy treats," she whispered and swiveled her hips. The dog yelped and he slurped up the juicy overflow. He began to lick his way up her thigh following the stream of fragrant cunt cream.
As his sensitive nose drew closer to the source of her delicious aroma, he snuffled and whined and his haunches began to jerk and quiver.
His nostrils flared as he inhaled deeply, sucking in the tantalizing fragrance.
Polly jerked her belly up, raising her slippery pussy higher and down closer to the brute's quivering muzzle.
"C'mon, you turkey!" she rasped impatiently. She was becoming desperate to feel the mutt's big pink tongue slobber over her hot cunt. She spread her thighs wider and wiggled her hips, all inhibition lost in the inferno of her lust.
Her cuntslit was open wide, revealing the darker recesses which shimmered with her joy juice. Silvery trails of cream seeped from her cunt gash and ran down into her crotch and the crack of her ass.
The dog's shiny brown eyes seemed to glow and he gave a little yelp of joy. He bared his teeth in a sloppy smile, then he thrust his snout out, bumping his cold nose against Polly's clit button.
The horny young virgin gasped at the sudden contact and a deep thrill zinged through her clit. The dog sniffed all around her cunt gash, his nostrils flaring against the succulent flesh and inhaling the girly fragrance right at the source. He snuffled through the cunt folds, investigating every nook and cranny.
The brute licked gently with the tip of his tongue. He yipped happily. His big lapper slid out farther and he slurped upward through her cunt-slot and gaping cuntlips then on over her bushy triangle.
"Oh! Oh!" Polly gasped as the dog's slick tongue ran through her creamy crotch. Then she moaned and shuddered with the pure joy of it. Letting a dog lick her pussy was naughty-right enough, but it was all the more exciting simply because it was so naughty.
The dog's first licks had been experimental and somewhat nervous. Now he began to lap away with abandon. His shaggy head bobbed up and down as his tongue slurped through her juicy cunt gash. He slapped the agile lapper into her cunt-slot, then he stiffened it and shoved it right up inside her smoldering cunthole.
Polly was starting to pant like a dog, herself, as her cunt steamed on his slick tongue. She wailed with rapture. The mutt's tongue felt as big as a cock as it slithered its way up her virgin pussy.
He pulled his tongue out, laved her clit, then shoved it back up into her pussy tunnel of lust. He began to finger-fuck her, thrusting in and out. Her cunt was so full of cream that his lapper was splashing in the deluge as it poured from her overflowing cunt-slot, coating his muzzle like the frosting on a cake.
Polly was writhing on the big mongrel's tongue. Her trim belly pumped in a screwing motion as she ground her cunt down onto his face. Her hips swiveled and her ass churned into the bench. Her face was a mask of lust, lips parted and eyes narrowed. She panted heavily, completely lost in her passion.
The mutt drooled into her open cunt-slot, doggy slobber blending with Polly's creamy cunt goo. He slapped his tongue steadily into her pussy. Streaks of pussy slime trickled over the dog's long lapper and, as he whipped it in, more of her juice spurted out, coating her cunt bush and thighs. She was so flooded now that his tongue was floating as it slid up her cunt gash.
Polly's cuntlips sucked on the dog's meaty lapper and he yelped and whimpered with wild enthusiasm. Her clit flared against his tastebuds, sending the animal into a lapping frenzy. He thrust his snout in as if he were trying to bury his whole head up into the girl's streaming pussy.
Polly clamped her sleek thighs around the doggy's shaggy head and pushed down on his muzzle. She gazed down over the rise of her heaving tits, watching him wallow in her cunt gash. Then she spread her legs wide again, giving the dog free rein to slurp all through her groin.
Her eyes glazed and her lips trembled. The psychological thrill was almost as great as the physical sensation. I don't believe it . . . I'm getting sucked off by a dog! her mind cried, and it's great! The tremors of bliss ran in great waves across her belly and through her loins. The flow from her cunt was getting hotter and creamier as though heated on the walls of her smoldering fuck-hole.
I'm coming, she thought. "I'm fucking creaming!"
The brute jammed his snout in as though he already knew that. His nose lodged between her cuntlips as his agile lapper scooted up the steaming torrent of girl cum as it poured from her, pooling in the middle of his tongue and dribbling from the upcurled edges. A fine mist of cunt-juice sprayed from her and clung to the beast's shaggy head.
Powerful jolts of joy coursed through Polly's loins. She grabbed the thick hair at the back of the dog's head, curling her fingertips through the coarse mane and grinding her cunt down on his muzzle. Her clit exploded and her cunt core melted. She was coming faster, the peaks higher, then the surging waves were merging into one dynamic crest, leaving the horny young virgin whimpering with ecstasy. She jerked spasmodically as the last charges of lust rippled through her fuck-hole.
The dog lapped at her cunt ravenously, slurping merrily away at that bubbling cunt and lapping up every last drop of the pearly nectar.
Polly sighed and sank back on the bench, dazed by the magnitude of her climax. The dog was licking all through her crotch, cleaning the succulent feast from the platter. His hot wet tongue still felt lovely even after she had finished creaming and she lay back and enjoyed it, a contented smile on her sexy lips.
But the inexperienced Polly had miscalculated.
It hadn't dawned on the girl that things like cumming were reciprocal and she had supposed the doggy would be satisfied by dipping his tongue in her creaming cunt.
But then the dog gave a yelp and bounded up, his front paws on the bench and his rock-hard cock looming out like a cannon aimed at her startled face.
"Oh! Get away, you naughty doggy!" she wailed.
But the powerful brute only wagged his tail and wriggled his haunches, then humped, stabbing his agitated cock in and out in a fucking motion.
Polly realized she had a problem.
For one thing, if she denied the dog relief and tried to walk away, the dumb brute might trail after her, sniffing at her ass, his prick dribbling along the path. How embarrassing it would be to have anyone see her being pursued by the avid beast! It would be obvious to an observer that the dog had a bone-on because he was sniffing her pussy.
Then, too, Polly was not a selfish girl.
The brute had done her a lovely favor and it didn't seem fair that his reward should be frustration and neglect. Having only paws, instead of hands, the poor creature could not relieve himself by jacking off like her brother did, Polly thought, with a sudden flash of renewed lust as she remembered Thad pounding his spunk into her panties.
Would it be so naughty to toss the doggy off? she asked herself. He obviously needed to cum and he deserved some fun in return and, anyhow, the idea of milking off the mutt intrigued the nubile teenager.
She knew just how to do it, having watched her brother pounding his prick.
And, speaking of her brother, horny young Thad had just made a fascinating discovery . . .
CHAPTER THREE
Thad had enjoyed a second dimming into one of Polly's frilly bras and replaced it in the drawer, thinking of how her pert, perky little tit tips would soon be poking around in a pool of his spunk.
He would have liked to cum a third time.
But he checked his watch and calculated that he had been in her room long enough and that it was time to escape from the scene before she found him there and started asking some embarrassing questions.
On his way out, he paused, looking down at the floor with a puzzled expression on his face.
When Polly had creamed as she knelt by the door, her pussy had spilled out plenty of girl goo and now her brother had spotted the traces.
For a moment, he thought that a string of pearls must have broken and scattered on the carpet.
But then he saw that those milky beads were too fluid to be pearls. He knelt down and drew his fingertip through the slimy seepage.
He stared at it, mystified.
He sniffed at his finger-and gulped. That goo smelled just like the crotch band of his sister's panties when he got a soiled pair from the dirty clothing hamper.
He licked a drop from his fingertip and gulped again as the distinctive flavor of pussy nectar registered on his sensitive tastebuds.
But how had cunt cum got on the carpet?
Then the boy recalled that flash of pink he had seen at the doorway just after he had bled off his ball juice into his sibling's sexy bikinis.
Holy shit, thought Thad. Had Polly been watching him beat his cockmeat? He blushed at the embarrassing thought. But then he looked thoughtful. If she had seen him on the job, she had not protested, perhaps even approved.
The gooey evidence of that approval was right there on the fucking carpet.
A strange look twisted his handsome young face as he had a graphic image flash through his fevered mind. He could picture pretty Polly squatting there on the threshold, her cunt overflowing as she peeked on his self-abuse!
Thad's cock twanged at the thought and snapped up as hard as if he hadn't just milked it twice.
All sorts of incestuous prospects began to dance like sugar plum fairies in his mind. He didn't imagine that Polly would be willing to suck or fuck with him, being his own sister and all, but if his guess were correct the girl liked to watch him tossing off and enjoyed finger-fucking herself and, if nothing else, she might agree to let Thad watch her frig off while he pumped his own prick.
If nothing else . . .
Thad felt a bit sheepish, knowing he had seen him fucking his fist in her panties, but he figured that she was equally guilty since she had played the Peeping Tom on him and played with her pussy, to boot.
It could do no harm to confront her.
Full of all sorts of high expectations, the youth went downstairs. His sister wasn't home from school yet, their mother said, when Thad casually inquired as to her whereabouts.
But Thad knew better.
He had a sticky finger and a carpet drenched with cunt cum to testify to the fact that she had already come-and cum-and gone out again.
He went out on the front porch to wait, hoping to intercept Polly when she returned.
But he became impatient and his cock and balls were protesting such neglect. Thad didn't want to jack off again, until he had seen Polly and suggested that it might be a kick to watch each other frig. He wondered where the girl could have gone? Then he recalled that she often went strolling down by the stream behind the houses.
Thad, jamming both hands in his pockets in a futile attempt to conceal his hard-on, and walking rather awkwardly with his legs bowed around his balls, went looking for Polly . . .
And, Polly, just then, was looking at the gray mutt's cockmeat as he jerked it up before her on the bench. She hesitated, as was seemly. But she knew that it was only fair that she frig the brute off and that it would be fun, as well.
His cockhead flared an angry red and his hairy cockstalk was vibrating like a tuning fork. Pre-cum slicked the tip of his cock-knob and his balls were obviously loaded.
He whined pleadingly, helpless being handless and begging for the attentions of her dexterous human hand-how could the girl not take pity on the doggy?
Polly leaned forward and stroked the eager mutt under the jawline. She could feel slippery ribbons of her cunt cum on his shaggy jowls, matting the bristling hair-a sticky reminder that she owed the brute a cum.
She had already determined to frig him off but now she was thinking about how to do it. From having watched her brother jacking off, she knew how much jism shot out of a set of balls and the animal's bloated cum bags looked even more full of joy juice than Thad's had been. Now she was considering how best to position herself so that she wouldn't wind up with her pretty pink dress sprayed by doggy slime.
She slid sideways on the bench, lifting one of the dog's front paws and shifting under it, so that the big, hairy beast was no longer straddling her hips, although he was still standing angled up on the bench. He swung his blunt head around to gaze at her. She was looking at his prick in profile now. His flanks heaved and his haunches rippled as he shoveled his cock meat rig in and out under his belly.
Polly figured that big, hairy prick was still liable to spray spunk all over the place, lateral loops still threatening to soak her dress. She slid off the bench and knelt on the ground behind the humping brute.
Polly was getting really, really enthusiastic about performing her duties on the dog's cock. She ran her hands over his hard-muscled hindquarters. His wagging tail was whipping against her thighs like a bushy flail.
Polly held her hand up, flexing her fingers as if getting limbered up for the work ahead of her.
She stared at that hand as if it were the guilty party-as if she were totally innocent but her hand should be ashamed of what it was going to do. Then she reached around the mutt's haunches and slid her hand into his groin.
She rubbed his balls, then jiggled them around in her palm as if weighing his cum load. She fondled the heavy sacs, feeling his jism tide shifting within.
The doggy whined and humped, stabbing his prick in and out as the pretty teenager played with his balls. It was making Polly hot again and her well-tongued pussy was starting to simmer with renewed lust.
She pushed her belly out and parted her thighs, rubbing her crotch against the dog's haunches. Cuntjuice streaked the gray pelt.
Shuddering, Polly rose up on trembling knees and began to rub her cunt up and down along the dog's spine, riding him like a horse. Her ass jerked and she ground her groin on him, her thighs tightening around his rib cage.
With the girl saddled on his back, the doggy was going wild, yelping and humping. As he jolted his cockmeat out, he dragged his backbone against her gooey cunt gash and pussy nectar trickled down his sides.
Polly rode the brute for a few moments, then slid back to the ground, kneeling behind his ass. She rubbed his cumbags with both hands and felt the hard nuts jiggle inside the shaggy sacs. Polly was really keen to empty those big balls now. Making a doggy shoot off was almost as exciting a prospect as having her cunt cream.
Holding his balls in her left hand, she slid her right hand up and held his hairy cockstalk. She tilted down so that she could look past his flanks and watch what she was doing down there in his groin.
She push-pulled on his cockshaft. As she pulled up on his rock-hard cock rod, the hairy sheath rolled up over the angry red slab of his slick, meaty cockhead. Then when she yanked back on the stalk, his throbbing cock-knob flared out in a naked wedge, pulsing in and out and swelling enormously.
The mutt pumped, driving his prick through Polly's frigging fist. Gooey globs of preliminary jism oozed from the parted cleft, lathering his cock-knob. She slid her hand up and fingered the slimy prickmeat, lubricating her hand. The stuff was so hot that she thought it might blister her fingers and scald her palm. She fingered around his pisshole and worked the spunky stuff into the hot cockmeat.
The big brute was humping steadily now, fucking Polly's fist enthusiastically. The dumb brute might not have known quite what was happening to him, because even French poodles don't give hand-jobs-but he sure knew that it was a wonderful experience and that it would soon lead to creamy conclusions. His head was bobbing up and down as his haunches slammed in and out so that the beast was moving like a rocking horse.
Polly released his cumbags, letting them swing free. They rolled up under his cockshaft as she stroked back, whacking the heel of her hand. They felt so heavy and full that she thought his cum load must be damned near solid.
She jacked him back, skinning the slick cock crown. That fat prick slab was beginning to glow like a neon light. His cockmeat was so fiery hot now that the cummy seepage from his pisshole was steaming from his cock-knob.
"Ooohhh, doggy!" Polly purred.
The dog wolfed and yelped gleefully.
She leaned right down over his grinding haunches. Her nose twitched as she inhaled the pungent perfume of cockmeat and the gamy aroma of pre-cum. Polly was yearning to see the beast's balls burst and his spunk spurt out.
"Gonna shoot for Polly, doggy?" she whimpered. "Is the nice doggy gonna jizz for me?"
As she inhaled the fragrance of hot cock and cum, Polly was licking her lips and her mouth was watering. Her tongue felt as sensitive as her clit. The innocent girl could hardly believe that she was drooling for doggy cock, yet she couldn't deny that horny hunger.
"Slime, fella-juice my hand," she gurgled, pumping his prick faster. The animal's cock was so taut now that it was humming like a vibrator.
The dog began to growl and snarl, throwing his big, blunt head back like a wolf baying at the moon. Polly could tell he was ready to get his rocks off as his massive prick ballooned and bucked in her fist.
"Ooooh-cum-cum!" she wailed, staring wide-eyed and open-mouthed at his hammering prick.
The dog's balls erupted volcanically and his fuck juice came rushing up through the hollow core of his cock like lava. Polly pumped back, feeling his prick rod ripple. His tool was so long that it seemed to take a full second for his joy-juice to rocket from his cumbags to his cock-knob.
Then a jism jet sped from his pisshole, squirting out from between his front legs in a long, looping arc. Polly squealed and jerked back on his cock again, pumping a second frothy jet from his cockhead. The brute was going wild, hammering and heaving and humping. He yelped, then howled. His jism was spraying all over the place.
He shot a gooey wad out on the recoil. It blasted from his cock-knob on the backstroke, glinting like a silvery rocket in the sunlight. Then he spurted again as Polly's fist frigged back to the root of his cock rod. Fuckjuice was bouncing on the ground like blobs of mercury, hosing out in all directions. A frothy squirt laced out laterally and landed in the flowing stream.
Floating on the surface, like scum on a swamp, it slid away on the current like some exotic fish food.
Polly was gasping with lust as she beat the brute's cockmeat, steadily draining him off. His balls seemed bottomless, his vitality boundless. Cum drifted up like fleecy clouds, sprayed out like the foam from a fire extinguisher, and rose up like a steaming geyser. Slimy ropes and coils of the sweet stuff unwound like hawsers from his pisshole. Polly's hand was drenched with slime as she jerked happily away, skimming fluidly up and down on the oily lubrication.
A final jism jet shot from his red cock-knob and the doggy began to move jerkily. The last of his juice came out in a mere trickle, filming his cockhead. He stopped humping and stood with his head lowered, panting and slobbering.
Polly tightened her grip and squeezed up the length of his cockshaft, as if she were trying to coax the last bit of toothpaste from a spent tube. One final milky blob squeezed out and the dog's cock began to diminish in her hand.
She gave him a few more strokes to make sure that she had milked him bone-dry. Then she drew her hand away. The doggy stood as if he had been pole-axed. His lips were drawn back from his teeth in a doggy grin.
Then he hopped down from the bench. Being only a dumb brute, he knew nothing about afterplay or affection or tenderness. His balls were emptied and that was that.
With his prick swinging beneath him like a limp hose, the doggy trotted off.
Polly knelt there, staring at her cream-soaked hand and trembling in the aftermath of her actions. She was amazed at how naughty she had been and at how very much she had enjoyed it. And she was even more amazed to realize how much her mouth was watering as she stared at her cum-drenched hand.
That stuff looked as thick as condensed milk.
And as delicious!
CHAPTER FOUR
With his hands in his pockets, stooping over his hard-on like a parent over a cradle, Polly's horny brother came walking along the bank of the meandering stream, looking for his sister-and encountering a remarkable sight.
A big, gun-metal-colored doggy came jogging along in the opposite direction with a fat prick dangling down under his loins-and laying a trail or creamy cum along the path.
Thad halted, blinking at the sight. He wondered if the dumb brute had discovered some way to jerk himself off between his paws? It seemed unlikely, yet it was evident that the animal had just gotten his rocks off.
The dog stopped when he saw the boy. He sat back on his haunches, looking sheepish-in a doggy way. His prick was soft now but still impressive, looping out from his loins in a hairy, meaty parabola.
The slick red cock-knob drooped down, weighting the end of his cockstalk. A thick thread of cockjuice ran from his pisshole to the ground like a gossamer guy wire.
The doggy looked very satisfied and smug, along with seeming rather embarrassed. Thad shook his head at the mystery. Being a confirmed wanker, himself, he certainly didn't begrudge the beast a hand-job, but he was puzzled as to what hand had provided that job.
Then Thad walked on-
And found the answer to the mystery . . .
Coming around a bend in the bank, Thad saw his sister kneeling on the ground beside a bench, staring at her hand. He stopped and something warned him to be quiet.
Polly was holding her hand right up under her chin, her pretty face tipped down, her eyes glowing. Thad had to stifle a gasp when he saw that her fingers were all slimy and that a pool of spunk sloshed in her palm.
Holy fuck, he thought. Did my lad sister give that dog a hand-job? He was shocked for a moment. Then he began to grin like a fiend.
His eyes bulged out like hard-boiled eggs and his jaw dropped wide open and, holding his breath, he stared in fascination at the pretty girl in the pink dress-
And with the creamy hand . .
Polly was drooling.
She wanted very much to taste the dog's delicious-looking spunk. She hesitated, knowing it was a depraved desire. But then she grinned impishly. No one-or so she believed-would ever know.
She pushed her cute little up-turned nose into her palm and sniffed. Doggy cum smelled starchy and musky-and ever so tantalizing. Her tongue was swelling and stiffening like a lesbian with a hard-on.
Whimpering, she lapped at the thick cum pool in her palm. She took one lick, then drew her head back, letting the goo run around on her tongue and register on her tastebuds. She batted her eyes and purred.
Dog cum was yummy!
Dropping her head again, she began to lap it up from her palm like a kitten at a saucer of cream. She licked her fingers, then pushed them into her mouth and began to suck them like a prick, milking off the doggy spunk hungrily. She slid in and out of her mouth in a blowjob motion, sinking in to the knuckles and slurping up every drop.
Polly was getting carried away. She dropped her face into her palm, nuzzling and snuffling and slobbering. She sucked up a glob, then used her nimble pink tongue to lick the sticky residue out from between her fingers and from the web between her thumb and index finger.
If doggy cum tasted so scrumptious licked up second-hand as it were, the horny little virgin just had to wonder just how fucking delicious the hot, thick stuff would be if a girl sucked it straight out of a spurting cockhead?
Greedily, she tongued up every last drop, then tossed her tawny head back, letting the slime soak into her lapper meat, then dribble down her throat.
Her cunt was smoldering again.
Polly wished that the ungrateful mutt was still around. She would have cherished another cunt-lapping from that big wet tongue. But she guessed that she was going to have to settle for another hand-job.
She slid up onto the wooden bench and jerked her pretty pink dress up above her waist. Her legs were extended and her thighs were parted wide-and although the girl was blissfully unaware of it, she was presenting a perfect pussy picture to her drooling brother as he crouched over his pounding prick in the bushes not far away.
Thad was sorely tempted to haul his cockmeat rig out and beat off as he clocked the girl, but he resisted the urge, with an unholy yearning for more than a hand-job.
Incestuous impulses were springing through his loins and dancing in his fevered mind.
If his sister were a doggy wanker, the perverted fact presented all sorts of possibilities to a young man who had spilled his spunk so lavishly into her lingerie in the past and looked longingly now at her moist mouth and creamy cunt.
Polly began to rub her fuck-slot, tracing her fingertips up the unfolded pink lips and brushing them over her tingling clit nugget. Her oval cunt-slot flooded with girl goo. Streams of the pearly juice ran down her groin and soaked into the tight crack of her trim little ass.
She wished that she hadn't licked up all of the dog's jism. It would have been thrilling to frig her pussy with a cum-drenched hand, working the doggy spunk into the seething hot meat of her pussy.
She lifted her hand to her face and sniffed at her own creamy seepage. Her tongue flickered out and she tasted the frothy stuff from her fingertips. Cuntjuice was damned near as succulent as dog cum, she thought.
It surprised the naive teenager.
Polly knew that she was certainly not a lesbian, and yet the thought of sucking a cunt really turned her on. Tasting her own pussy nectar from her hand was like licking up the dog's spunk, in a way-it made the horny blonde wonder just how yummy cunt-juice would be if a girl were to suck it right out of a melting muff?
She thought of her friend, Liz.
Liz was obviously not a lesbian, either-so why should the thought of doing some cunt-lapping with her, make Polly's mouth drool so desperately?
She began to alternate hands, fingerfucking up her cunthole with one while she sucked and licked the other, then switching. One hand came up the her lips all slathered with pussy slime as the other dipped down into her crotch, drenched with her saliva.
She wished that she were limber enough to get her blonde head right down between her legs and give her smoldering cunt a good tongue-fucking.
She rocked on the edge of the bench in a fucking motion, stabbing her stiff fingers knuckle-deep up into her soaking cunt and wriggling them around, then bringing them up to her lips as she frigged with her other hand. She bunched her fingers into a cock-shaped bundle, pushing them in and out of the collar of her lips.
Polly had never been so hot before. Waves of pleasure were coursing across her loins, but instead of cresting they just kept coming faster and higher. Her clit felt like a stick of smoldering gelignite, a burning fuse ready to set off an explosion in the core of her cunt.
She hiked her ass up and dipped her hand under the cheeks of her ass, nudging a fingertip into her shit hole. Then she licked that finger, savoring the tangy taste of her own tight little asshole.
She shoved a finger up her shit chute with one hand and frigged up into her cunthole with the other, stabbing one in as she drew the other out. She could feel her fingers rubbing together inside her seething loins, through the slender membrane that separated her twin fuck tunnels.
Fantasies paraded through her mind, one rushing upon the other. Polly didn't know what to think about when she surged to the peak. She was remembering how her handsome brother had spunked into her panties and how the doggy had shot off in her hand. The flavor of dog cum still lingered tantalizingly on her tastebuds and the girl wondered what her brother's hot, thick fuckjuice would taste like. Then she thought about how scrumptious her cunt-juice tasted and imagined clamping her mouth on Liz's pussy and sucking the girl off.
Soaring to a crest, Polly worked on her cunt with both hands now. Her pussy was dissolving. She felt as if her guts were melting and spilling out from her fuck-hole.
Jerking and thrashing on the bench, Polly frigged herself through the spasms of her cum-ming as peak after peak crashed through her loins.
The bench was as sodden as a slab of driftwood under her ass as her cum juice poured from her groin. Ribbons ran down her trembling thighs and her crotch looked as if it had been sprayed with whipping cream.
At last her cumming spasms began to ebb.
But with her pussy satisfied, Polly found that her tongue was horny again.
She began to lap up her cunt cum from her hands, wishing she had a cock or a cunt to suck.
And then a cock full of cum was offered to Polly from a most unexpected source . . .
CHAPTER FIVE
When Polly saw her brother walking towards her she blushed furiously and hid her face behind her creamy hands. Then she remembered that her pink dress was pulled up above the waist and her panties were on the ground and there was little point in trying to act innocent. She looked at Thad through her splayed fingers and saw that he was grinning.
"Boy, Sis-you're naughty!" he said.
"Just a little bit," she admitted, lowering her eyelashes and looking demure.
"You jerked a dog off," he leered.
"Oh, shit-you know about that, huh?" she moaned.
Thad hadn't been absolutely sure that it had been his sister who'd frigged the doggy, since he'd seen only the residue and not the action. Now he knew and the knowledge was making him dizzy with desire.
"Yeah, I know and everybody else is gonna know, too, as soon as I put the word around," he rasped.
"Thad! You wouldn't!" Polly cried, in horror.
"You bet your ass I will! I mean, it ain't every guy that's got a fucking sister who jacks dog prick, right? It's something to be proud of. Of course, I ain't sure if I oughta tell Mom and Dad, though-"
"Omigawd!" Polly squealed.
"Maybe I won't tell anyone, come to think of it-if you're real nice to me, Sis-"
"Nice how?" she asked suspiciously.
"Well, you like the taste of cum, right? I saw you licking your hands. How about swallowrag mine?"
"Thad! That would be incest!" she protested.
He shrugged. "It's up to you, Sis, but if you don't suck my cock, I'm gonna tell about the dog."
"If you do, I'll tell Mom that I saw you jerking off into my panties!" Polly countered.
Thad scowled. He hadn't expected retaliation or counter threats. Brother and sister stared at each other in a sort of Mexican standoff.
But then Polly smiled shyly.
"I-I wouldn't mind, though," she whispered.
Thad blinked, then leered lewdly.
"I guess taking it in the mouth ain't really incest-like cunt-fucking, right?" Polly rationalized.
"Sure, it ain't hardly incest at all," her brother was happy to agree, he wasn't at all sure about it, but he sure as hell wasn't going to argue over the definition of just what constituted incest.
Polly was staring at the front of his jeans, where his hard-on was writhing like a snake in a sack. She licked her lips, looking modest and hungry at the same time. The girl had seen
Thad's big prick squirting jism into her panties and the idea of having his cockmeat cream in her hot mouth was driving her wild. Even before the first mouthful, Polly knew that she was going to adore giving head.
She knew it was really naughty to blow her brother, but that only made it more exciting.
"You gonna take it out?" she asked, her voice all husky with desire and her tongue so hot that it was steaming in her salivating mouth.
"Yeah!" Thad grunted, reaching for his fly.
Polly slid her tongue out, showing him the pink tip and fluttering it against her pursed lips as if showing him how that nimble lapper would soon be laving the head of his prick-or getting it limbered up for the action.
Polly had never licked or sucked a cock, but the girl had thought about it a great deal and knew just how she was going to go about it. She was all radiant with desire. Thad marveled at how his kid sister could look so demure and innocent, yet hungry and horny all at once-a chaste young virgin, all pretty in pink and about to suck a prick.
Her brother's prick, to boot!
Thad yanked his zipper down and reached in to haul out his sex tackle, balls and all. Polly whimpered at the sight. His cock stood like a crowbar, the fat purple cock-knob reaching as high as his breastbone and his cumbags were inflated like a hairy balloon. Polly was drooling at the thought of how much delicious spunk they held.
She could feel the fiery heat of his engorged cockmeat wafting into her face as if he were holding a red hot poker or branding iron before her. She inhaled the tantalizing aroma of his cock and ball meat. If it tasted as good as it smelled, Polly knew she was in for a real treat.
Thad jammed his loins out, thrusting his cock toward his sister's face. His balls swung out like ballast suspended from a ballon.
Polly reached out shyly and touched his cumbags, then lifted them in her palm. They were heavy as lead with his enormous load and she sighed in anticipation.
She slipped her hand up and grasped his cockshaft, giving it a slow push-pull. Thad groaned and humped, fucking through her fist. The horny youth would have settled for a hand job. But Polly wasn't going to waste his yummy spunk load on a mere toss off-having made up her mind to give him a blowjob, she was determined-and starved.
She moved her hand away, not wanting to run the risk of bringing him off prematurely.
"I-I never did this before," she whispered, batting her eyelashes timidly. "But I want to," she added.
"Oh, yeah, Sis-suck my cock!" Thad croaked, jacking it towards her mouth impatiently.
Polly pressed her nose against the underside of his wedge-shaped cock-knob and snuffled, inhaling the heated fragrance. She bobbed down and sniffed his balls. Thad's handsome face was a mask of passion, eyes hooded, lips slack. He was panting like a steam engine. Up until this point he had been afraid that his sister might back out, losing her nerve at the last minute or playing the prick teaser. But now that she was snuffling against his cock so delightfully, he realized that pretty Polly was every bit as eager to suck his cock as he was to cum in her mouth.
With the end result a foregone conclusion, Thad was quite content to let her linger over the preliminaries.
And Polly intended to, wanting to make her first-ever blowjob a memorable occasion. The best part of it would be when he spunked in her mouth, of course, but she wanted to savor the meat course for a long time before she drank the creamy dessert.
Angling her jaw out, she licked his balls.
Thad jerked as if her had been shot through by a high voltage current. Polly drew back, savoring that first taste. Then she leaned in again and began to whisk her lapper all over his cumbags, thrilled by the musky, gamy flavor of those cum-bloated balls.
"Yummy," she sighed.
Thad stared down, hardly able to believe that his pretty sister was licking his balls-and obviously enjoying it as much as he was.
She lifted the heavy sacs in her hand and lapped at the underside. Her tongue tingled as she slurped. She could feel his fuckjuice sloshing around inside the hairy bags as she licked them so lavishly.
A glob of pre-cum oozed out of Thad's open pisshole and ran sluggishly down the purple meat of his cock-knob. Polly leaned back, watching it wind down the thickly veined underside of his cockshaft.
The thick cum nugget looked like a blob of quicksilver-a fluid solid.
She waited until the fat drop had slimed down almost to his balls. Then she flattened her tongue against the base of his cockstalk and slurped slowly up, gathering the jism nugget onto her tastebuds.
"Ummmmm," she purred.
Licking spunk from a prick was a lot nicer than licking it off her hands, Polly realized, as the succulence of the stuff slimed into her lapper meat.
Another dollop squeezed from the cock cleft, clinging to his purple cockhead like a squirt of cream on a flat plum. She ran her index finger up his cock rod and scooped the cum drop up. Thad wondered why she had taken it on her finger instead of her tongue?
Then she reached down and dipped her hand into her crotch, squirming as she worked that sibling spunk into the steaming meat of her cunt-slot and clit.
Her pussy soaked it up like a sponge.
Now his pisshole started weeping steadily. Cum washed down his cockstalk like limestone drippings running down a towering stalagmite. Polly gave a little gasp. If her brother's thick preliminary cum was so abundant, just imagine what the full load was going to be like when he emptied those massive cumbags down her throat!
Polly seethed with lust at the prospect. The innocent virgin had never felt so naughty before. She gave Thad a really wicked look. "Turn around for a minute," she whispered. He looked puzzled.
"I wanna do your backside first," she moaned. "I want asshole for an appetizer."
It was one of the many things that Polly had fantasized about when she was frigging her cunt and imagining what it would be like to give head.
Thad looked startled by his kid sister's depravity. But he grinned and turned around, shoving his hard ass out towards her face.
Polly placed her hands on his ass cheeks and spread them open, exposing the puckered brown bud of his shit hole. She stuck her tongue into that tiny ass slot and sniffed. Thad gasped at the sensation.
"Oooooh, Sis-rim out my asshole!" he grated.
Polly began to run her lapper up through the tasty crack of his ass, slurping up and down. Then she nudged it into his shit hole. She reamed into the tight hole as far as her tongue would go.
Thad groaned. It felt as if his sister were licking the root of his hard-on from inside his ass.
Tongue-fucking up his asshole, Polly slobbered into the tangy bud, then sucked her saliva back out, flavored by her brother's scrumptious asshole.
What an appetizing first course it made!
Naughty Polly rimmed out his ass ring with hungry enthusiasm and greedy gusto. She would have liked to linger over that tasty snack for awhile. But Thad was jerking so spasmodically that she was afraid he might blow his wad out and she couldn't bear the thought of having his fuckjuice squirt when he was facing the other way.
She gave his shitter a last lick, then drew back and, holding him by the hips, turned him around to face her again. His cock swung around like the boom of a tacking ship, a great derrick of a prick revolving back to her head, angled up like a howitzer.
His cock-knob was glowing like an incandescent lightbult and the frothy pre-cum was sizzling on the cockmeat. Polly ran her tongue up the underside of his cock stalk, lapping along the raised ridge of the ventral vein. Her blonde head turned from side to side as she slurped up his cockshaft from different angles. She stroked straight up, her lapper flattened, then crisscrossed up and down the rod.
Lifting up higher, she began to lick the slimy head of his prick. She laved all over the fat cock slab and dipped her tongue into his pisshole, as if she were so greedy for his jism that she was going in to get it.
Her saliva steamed from his angry red cockmeat and spunk bubbled from the cleft. His prick was beginning to vibrate like a tuning fork. It was so stiff she could have used it to launch an arrow or play a violin.
Thad held her face between his open hands.
"Suck it, Sis!" he croaked.
"Ummmm-yes, Thad-I'm hungry for your cockmeat-I wanna swallow your hot, thick cum!" she whimpered.
She kissed the tip of his prick adoringly.
Then her lips parted and she slowly fed that smoking hot cock slab into her mouth.
"Ahhhh," he moaned, trembling ecstatically as her hot, wet maw engulfed his throbbing cock-knob.
Polly's cheeks hollowed in as she softly sucked and her lips peeled outwards, collaring his thick cockshaft just below the bulging head.
"Ummm-ummm," she sighed, relishing that delectable mouthful. Sucking on cockmeat was even more wonderful than licking it or rimming out his asshole.
She twisted her head around, winding the oval collar of her lips on his cock-knob, screwing his meaty prick deeper into her greedy mouth. She began to bob up and down as if she were ducking for apples in a barrel.
Thad humped, fucking into her face.
"Unghhh," Polly gagged, as his huge cockhead clogged her throat. But she held it buried for a moment, then slowly drew back up to his cock-knob, sucking lavishly through every precious inch of his prick stalk.
"Ahhhhh," she purred.
She brought her head down again, swallowing her brother's cock to the roots. Her lips were plastered to the hairy hilt of his thick cockshaft, her nose rustled in his wiry pubic thicket, her chin brushed against his swollen balls.
"Oh, Sis-you sweet cocksucker!" Thad grated.
Polly smiled around a mouthful of cockmeat, delighted by the welcome compliment. If a girl is gonna be a cocksucker, she wants to be a good one.
Her blonde head rose and dropped rhythmically on his prick and Thad fed it to her, shoving it up into her face as she bobbed down.
Polly was in rapture, loving everything about it-the taste and the texture and the way his cockmeat was throbbing and dribbling pre-cum onto her gliding lapper.
She worked on his cockhead for awhile, twirling her tongue around the cock slab and nursing hungrily. Then she slid down and gorged on the whole cockstalk again. His hot cockmeat hissed as it ran into her salivating maw.
Polly was adoring his prick, positively worshipping it, but from the frantic way Thad was jerking she knew that it couldn't last much longer.
She pulled her lips up to the cock tip and, as if speaking into a meaty microphone, whimpered, "Cum in my mouth-slime in my fucking mouth, Thad!"
"Yeah, Sis-yeah!" he croaked.
Polly thought that her tongue was going to melt as he fucked into her face. She took his cock-knob into her cheek, then back into her throat. Her tongue was lashing against the underside of his cock rod as she mouthed him voraciously, sucking like a sump pump.
"Feed me your fuckjuice!" she moaned on his cockhead. "Slime in my-ulphhhh-" her words were broken off as his cock dislodged her tonsils. Then, drawing her lips back up to the cock crown, she moaned, "fucking mouth-use my mouth for a fucking cumbucket-umpfffff-oooh-fuck my mouth like it was a cunt, Thad! Cream me!"
His ass corkscrewed as he screwed into her head, driving in to the hilt of his prick. His balls rolled up and whacked her under the chin.
"Here it cums, Sis!" he gasped.
"Ummmm-ummmmm," she purred. She felt his cumbags explode against her chin and his long cockstalk ripped as the cum came rushing up through the core.
His first creamy spurt shot straight down Polly's throat, so that she didn't even get to taste it-although it warmed her belly like a fine cognac.
Her head pulled up and her brother shot off again on the backstroke, cumming on the recoil.
The foaming fuckjuice skimmed over her tongue, igniting Polly's tastebuds.
She sucked and swallowed, swallowed and sucked. She had never tasted anything as scrumptious as her brother's jism. It felt as hot and as thick as melted lead as he hosed her mouth with steady spurts.
A geyser shot into her cheek, then a jism jet hit the arched roof of her mouth. She gulped and gurgled, swallowing the precious incest juice greedily. But his titanic load was too much for her. Cum overflowed her lips and spilled down both sides of her chin.
"Suck, Sis-suck!" Thad wailed.
"Yeah-yeah-don't stop!" she whimpered. "Keep cumming-drown me in jism!"
Her mouth filled up again as his prick pumped another load out. Cum was swirling through her teeth and gums, sloshing in her cheeks, hanging from the roof of her mouth like slimy stalactites. Her tongue was floating in the slime like a pink raft in a swamp.
His fuck juice felt like it was coming out in a string, a slimy rope that was unwinding in an unbroken stream from his balls to her belly.
At long last he began to falter.
His humping strokes became jerky and erratic and the cum stopped squirting out, the final drops merely trickling from his pisshole onto her tongue.
Polly kept on nursing, making sure that she had milked him off to the dregs. Then she folded her fist around his cockstalk and squeezed out the last slimy drops.
"Jeez, Sis!" Thad gasped. "You got a mouth like a fucking vacuum cleaner!"
Pretty Polly pulled her lips off his prick, smiling radiantly and dreamily, adoring the sensation of having a bellyful of nourishing jism.
She used her tongue to gather up the errant drops that had escaped her lips and trickled down his cockstalk. She lapped some slime from his cumbags.
"I love sucking you off, Thad," she whispered. "I wanna blow you all the time!"
"Yeah!" the boy enthused.
"I wanna swallow your cum by the gallon," she purred, and ducked down to tongue up a last gooey glob that had slimed into his pubic hair.
"Only-it made my pussy so horny," she whispered.
Thad's balls were slack and drained now but his cock was still standing rampant and ready and now that meaty tower jolted at his sister's words. He gaped down at her, seeming stunned. Spunk streaked her lips and her tongue slid across. Polly looked up at him speculatively.
"You-you wanna fuck, Sis?" he croaked.
"We mustn't," she replied. "I really need a cuntful of cock, but you're my brother." Then she grinned.
"Let's go see my friend, Liz," she suggested. "You can fuck her-"
"But-what about you, Sis?" he asked.
"Liz has got a nice big doggy," Polly answered.
And Thad almost fainted . . .
CHAPTER SIX
After she had parted from Polly on her way home from school, raven-haired Liz had headed for home. The naughty teenager had gotten herself all excited by confessing to Polly that she had fucked with her Great Dane and she could tell that it had gotten virginal Polly hot, as well. Liz had been tempted to ask the blonde girl if she wanted to come home with her and fool around together, or with the doggy.
Unlike Polly, Liz understood that a girl didn't have to be a lesbian to be a cunt-lapper and she had the hots for pretty Polly. Her tongue got stiff when she thought about the sexy blonde girl. But Polly didn't seem to be the sort of girl who would be game for dyking or dogging.
Or so Liz unmistakably believed.
She hurried towards her house, planning to have some naughty fun with Warlock, the Great Dane. Her pussy was smoldering. It felt as if she had a red hot ember between her thighs, requiring plenty of doggy slobber or cum to extinguish the fire. Her mouth was hot, as well. She would have loved to plate Polly, but a nice suck on the dog's prick would be satisfying, she figured. What she really needed, though, was two dogs so that she could enjoy a hairy cock in both ends at once.
She thought about the Alsatian that lived next door. She had noticed that he was a muscular, well-hung animal and the thought of having his big black prick was inviting. Would Warlock be jealous if she brought another doggy home? she wondered. She doubted it. Dogs probably didn't get possessive or jealous, the way cuckolded husbands did.
She came to the neighbor's house and, on a sudden impulse, went into their yard. Rex was stretched out in front of his dog house at the back, his tongue lolling out. That meaty lapper looked startlingly red as it hung out from his jet black jaws and the naughty teenager knew that the head of his cock would present the same color contrast once she had gotten it skinned out naked from his ebony cockstalk.
Rex opened one eye and peered at Liz.
"Wanna have some fun, doggy?" she asked.
He rumbled in his shaggy throat and got slowly to his feet, wagging his bushy tail. His shiny black nose was twitching, scenting her arousal.
"C'mon, boy," she urged.
She moved off, looking back over her shoulder. Rex gave a yelp and trotted after her, sniffing at her ass. His instincts told him that he was about to have an exciting experience and his heavy prick began to swell and elongate.
As they crossed into her own backyard, Warlock came bounding happily up. The two dogs sniffed noses in a friendly fashion and Liz saw that she needn't have worried about jealousy-that the dumb brutes probably didn't even realize that gangbanging a girl was naughty.
Liz went into the house with both big brutes trotting along behind her, squirming in anticipation.
Liz led them into the front room-then halted and frowned, seeing that her mother was home. That was unusual. Anne didn't usually get home until dinnertime, leaving Liz free to do what she wanted in the house. What a shame that she had changed her routine today, when Liz was so particularly horny! She was wondering where she could take the dogs for privacy. Then she saw that the dogs were both staring at her mother, who was sprawled out on the couch and seemed to be sleeping.
Liz stepped around the end of the couch and did a double take as she looked down at the sleeping woman.
Her mother had her skirt drawn up above the waist and her panties were discarded on the floor. She had one hand cupped on her pussy and the other held a half-empty bottle of whisky. Liz began to grin.
Her mother must have been frigging off and drinking at the same time and fallen asleep on the job!
It gave the girl a naughty idea . . .
Glancing at her mother's face to make sure that the woman was sound asleep, Liz took her by the wrist and gently pulled her hand off her pussy. Her bushy cunt was open and wet and her clit was standing out stiff. She must have been almost ready to cream when she passed out drunk, Liz figured. Grinning devilishly, Liz knelt down and lowered her face right into her mom's hairy vee.
She brushed her nose against the woman's taut clit button and sniffed. Anne's hot cunt was fragrant and pungent. It was no wonder that dogs got excited and enthusiastic about cunt-lap-ping, she thought. With their ultra keen and sensitive noses they really went wild over steamy pussies.
Liz loved sucking them, herself.
And the idea of tonguing her own mother's cunt was really turning the teenager on, delighting her with the charm of incest and depravity.
Liz began to work her tongue around in her mother's creamy fuck-slot, licking out the creases and folds and fluttering against her vibrant clit bead.
Warlock and Rex stood behind her, quivering and trembling as they inhaled the randy aroma. The dogs probably couldn't understand why one human female would want to lick another, being only dumb brutes who knew nothing of the wide variety of human tastes. But their own heavy red tongues were hanging out and drooling.
Their noses flared and as if their cocks and snouts were connected by some carnal clockwork, both of their fat red cock knobs came sliding from the heavy sheaths.
Liz opened her mom's cunt with her fingertips and shot her lapper right up into her cunt-sleeve. She slobbered into her cunt-slot, then sucked her saliva back out, delicious-flavored by cunt cream.
She raised her head, checking to make sure that her mother wasn't starting to wake up. It would have been embarrassing to have the woman suddenly open her eyes and discover her daughter diving on her pussy. But Anne was still slumbering, although she had started to pant heavily now.
Liz ducked back onto her pussy, churning her tongue up the tunnel and sucking on the cunt-slot greedily. She was wondering if she could manage to bring her mom to a creamy crest without waking her up-giving her a wet dream.
Both dogs were whining and whimpering.
"Wanna taste, boys?" Liz rasped.
She shifted her head aside and, grasping Warlock by the collar, yanked his muzzle into her mom's cunt. The huge doggy began to slap his heavy tongue in gleefully. His head bobbed up and down. His tongue started in the crack of Anne's ass and slurped up through her fuck-slot, then flipped out into her bushy black vee.
Rex shouldered up and shoved his head out. Jowl to jowl with Warlock, he started lapping hungrily away. Cuntjuice was pouring out, slathering both doggy tongues and streaking their hairy muzzles.
Anne began to moan in her slumber. Her ass and hips started to jerk in a fucking motion. The flow from her fuck-hole was getting hotter and thicker and creamier as whatever dream she was enjoying climbed towards the crest.
Liz watched the doggy tappers whip into her mom's pussy, her pretty face a mask of lust. How naughty it was! How deliciously depraved. She let the dogs feed until she figured that her Mom was all set to cream. Then the girl dragged the brutes out of the woman's juicy crotch and clamped her own hot mouth onto her flooded pussy.
Cunt cum poured into Liz's lips and washed over her tongue. Anne's pelvis rolled and jerked and she cried out as she crested in her drunken stupor. The dogs were yelping in frustration but greedy Liz was drinking every drop out of her mom's cunt, gulping the joy juice down and spooning out more with her lapper.
The girl wondered if sucking her mother's cunt was naughtier than fucking with dogs?
She milked her mother's pussy through the spasms, grinding her face around in that gooey grotto, delighted by her wanton wickedness.
Anne sighed and smiled contentedly.
Then her eyelids began to flicker.
Liz gave her cunt a last slurp and drew back.
Anne was starting to wake up. The girl moved away and grabbed the Alsatian by the collar. She dragged the brute away from the couch, towards the door. Warlock belonged there, of course, but her mother might get suspicious if she realized that the neighbor's doggy was also in the house.
Warlock began lapping Anne's pussy again, mopping up the dregs of her cumming. Rex yelped and struggled, trying to get back for his share. But Liz hauled the Alsatian out of the room and, to placate him, knelt at his flank and began to fondle his cock and balls.
From the hallway, prick in hand, Liz watched as her mother awoke. Anne sat up, blinking and confused. Then she realized that the Great Dane was tonguing her pussy.
She smiled and stroked his head for a moment before she drew his muzzle away.
"Naughty doggy," she said-but it was obvious that she wasn't at all angry.
She stared down at her overflowing and slobber-filled fuck-slot and shook her head as if in disbelief. She seemed bemused and in a mildly drunken haze, but with a slight smile still lingering on her lips.
Liz was holding her breath. As she slowly stroked the Alsatian's steely hard prick, she held his muzzle clamped shut with her free hand, to keep the excited beast from yelping and whining too loudly.
Her mother seemed to be considering something-probably, thought Liz, whether or not she should let the doggy lap her cunt some more?
Liz hoped that she would. It would be a turn on to watch her mother misbehave.
"Naughty doggy made Mommy horny," Anne said. "Now Mommy has to have some prick."
"Ooooh, yeah," Liz silently mouthed.
She figured her mother was going to screw with the Great Dane and wondered if she would dare join them for the conclusion? Liz would have dearly loved to suck a load of doggy jism out of her Mom's cunt!
But Anne was not as depraved as her daughter.
Although it had been a kick to wake up and find the dog's muzzle jammed in her cunt, she didn't seem to consider the fact that the doggy had a great big prick as well as that long, nimble tongue. Still groggy and dazed and less adventurous than Liz, Anne was thinking of human cocks.
She smoothed her dress down, not bothering to put her panties back on-perhaps forgetting they were on the floor or maybe knowing she would simply have to pull them down again as soon as she found a likely lover.
Wobbling slightly, her hair tousled and her bodice partly open and looking just what she in fact was-an easy lay on a prick hunt-Anne left the room by the other door. Warlock jigged after her, whimpering, but she closed the door on him, leaving the horny animal in the house.
Liz jumped up and rushed to the window, in time to see that her mother was staggering down the street. The girl was rather disappointed. It would have been really, really interesting to get her mom involved in a scene with the dogs. Liz figured that a naughty thing like bestiality would be a lot mroe thrilling if there was another girl involved.
But still, she had the house to herself now and both big brutes to pleasure her, so she couldn't complain. She stepped back from the window and the dogs gazed longingly at her, tongues lolling and cocks jutting. The sight made Liz squirm. She was hotter than ever, now that she had sucked her sleeping mother's pussy. Too, it was obvious that the woman had gone out looking for a fucking, which meant that she wouldn't be coming home for awhile and Liz could relax with the dogs, not needing to worry about being interrupted.
Figuring that she had the house to herself and all the time she wanted, Liz began to undress. As she stripped in the center of the room, the two dogs circled her like wary wolves stalking some juicy prey.
But, as it turned out, Liz was about to be interrupted-and in a very pleasant manner.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Down the street came pretty Polly with a bellyful of sweet brotherly love, along with the handsome brother who had fed her that delectable load.
They turned up the walk at Liz's house and Polly rang the doorbell while Thad stood back, bent slightly over his hard-on and grinning lasciviously.
Liz frowned when the bell sounded. She was naked now, but hadn't yet started to get involved with the dogs. She went to the window and peeked out, figuring she wouldn't answer the door unless there was a real good reason. But when she saw sexy Polly and her good-looking brother, her sultry face lighted up eagerly. Polly was looking all radiant and excited and the huge lump in Thad's jeans was promising.
Liz went to the door and opened it a crack.
"Wanna fool around?" Polly greeted her.
"What do you think?" Liz giggled and she threw the door open wide, showing them she was naked. "I was just gonna be naughty with doggies-wanna join me?"
Polly stepped in quickly. Thad followed, gaping at the raven-haired girl's naked charms. Liz closed the door and turned to face them.
"I was real naughty, too," Polly whispered.
Liz lifted her eyebrows. That was interesting. "What did you do?" she asked.
Instead of replying, Polly moved closer and kissed Liz on the lips. Her tongue slide into Liz's mouth and Liz sucked on it automatically and gulped.
"Holy cow-you have been sucking a cock, Polly! I can taste cum on your tongue!" Liz squealed.
"Yeah and it's my brother's cum!" Polly chirped, blushing delicately but obviously thrilled at confessing oral incest to her wicked and lustful girlfriend.
"Oh, wow-this is gonna be fun!" Liz wailed. "C'mon, you can get naked and we'll do everything!"
She led them back to the front room where Warlock and Rex began to bound frantically around the room as the aroma of a second steaming pussy inspired them.
Polly eyed the horny brutes in fascination.
"Can I fuck and suck with both doggies?" she asked, breathlessly. "And-" her eyes flashed and her sensual, moist mouth trembled slightly-"and I'll suck with you, too, if you wanna, Liz!" she finished.
"Yeah! Oh, fuck, yes!" Liz wailed.
"Wow-you girls are dirty!" Thad croaked, approvingly.
The newcomers got naked and the fun began . . .
Thad had to wait for a while, but he didn't mind at all-there was plenty to see. Polly and
Liz sat side by side on the couch, beginning the games with some girlie play. Turning from the hips, they kissed passionately, swapping saliva and tongues. They began feeling each other up, fondling plump tits and pulling on taut tit tips.
Fooling around with a sexy girl was every bit as exciting as Polly had imagined it would be and all the more thrilling with her brother watching and two very randy dogs eagerly waiting to get involved.
Liz began rubbing her tits against Polly's, the stiff nipples throbbing against each other. Then she dropped her head and started sucking Polly's tits lavishly. Her dark hair fell like ink onto pretty Polly's tits and Polly's golden tresses tumbled about as she twisted her lovely face from side to side, moaning with primitive passion.
Liz arched back, thrusting her tits out and Polly dove on them in turn. She nursed hungrily, switching from nipple to nipple, sucking the perky pink tips into her lips and slobbering onto the meaty tit mounds.
Liz slid a hand up Polly's leg and began to fondle her pussy. Polly immediately responded in the same way, pushing her fingers up Liz's creamy cunt gash.
As the girls finger-fucked each other, they alternated, taking turns tit sucking and kissing lustfully on the lips as they switched places. They ground sinuously together, thrashing and churning, getting hotter by the moment.
The dutiful dogs waited, hunkered down, cocks thrusting up like meaty cannons and nostrils flaring as the tantalizing fragrance of pungent pussy got hotter and steamier, their cunts turning swampy on the fingerfucking.
Liz drew back slightly and jerked her groin up.
"Let's let the dumb mutts lick us, first," she moaned, moving her hand out of Polly's crotch.
"I-I wanna lick you, myself," Polly said, sounding shy and timid yet bold and brazen all at the same time.
"Ummmmm-we can eat each other out, Polly-but it'll be yummier after we're both full of doggy cum."
"And brother spunk, too!" Thad cried.
But he was willing to leave the lapping to the dogs and the girls. Horny as the youth was, he wasn't too keen on the idea of sucking a cunt-ful of doggy jism.
Warlock, more experienced in such matters, squirmed up and thrust his hairy muzzle into Liz's gooey groin. He began to slap his heavy red lapper into her cunt with gusto. Rex watched this for a moment, learning new tricks. Then he wriggled up and began to tongue Polly's pussy.
The girl's continued to tit suck and French kiss as the dogs, working like a well-trained team, slurped and slobbered in their cunts.
Liz held Polly's face between her hands, tongue-fucking into her mouth. Then, lips to lips, she whispered. "You ready for some dog prick, Polly?"
"Ummmm-ummmm-" Polly whimpered.
Liz twisted down and grabbed the Alsatian by the collar, yanking him up. His haunches tensed and the black brute hopped onto the couch, his front paws on either side of Polly's hips and his hindlegs braced on the floor. His enormous prick loomed up over Polly's tits.
Liz sucked the red knob into her mouth.
Polly watched in awe as her raven-haired girlfriend mouthed the angry, smoking hot cock slab, just under her own face and hovering over her tits. Liz bobbed up and down on the dog's cock, feeding the hairy cockstalk in. Then she pulled her lips off his cockmeat and offered a taste to Polly.
Polly's tongue flashed out and she lapped at the slimy tip of the Alasatian's prick. Then she pushed the oval collar of her mouth down on it.
"Ooooooh," she sighed, when she found out that dog cockmeat tasted even more succulent than her brother's yummy cock, muskier and gamier. The thrill of giving head to an animal matched that of oral incest. She sucked ravenously.
Rex began to hump, fucking into Polly's pretty face just as if her mouth was a cunt. His bloated cumbags dragged up over her tits as he jolted his joint in. He was feeding almost all of the long cock rod to her, his slippery cockhead jamming back into her gullet.
His hairy cockshaft pulled out, drenched with saliva, then slammed back into her facial fuck-hole. Pre-cum was seeping from his piss-hole, all hot and gooey and creamy, tasting lots better than doggy spunk did when she licked it from her hand. She drank the slime down greedily.
"Want him to shoot in your mouth?" Liz whispered into Polly's ear, like some female devil offering temptation.
"Um-hum-um-hum-" Polly panted, nodding her head with the dog's prick in her mouth so that her face seemed to be swinging on the end of a lever.
Liz gurgled with joy at the thought of watching the Alsatian cream in her girlfriend's mouth. She began to lick Polly's lips as the dog's cock slid in and out, then dropped her head and licked his hairy balls.
She felt those huge cum-sacs balloon on her tongue as the animal whipped his prick savagely into the blonde girl's willing mouth. He was ramming his meaty cockhead right down Polly's throat now, humping frantically. If the dumb brute was confused about being stuck in the wrong end of the girl, it didn't lessen his enhtusiasm in the slightest.
"He's gonna cum-he's gonna blow off!" Liz gasped, flashing her lapper on his balls as they swelled so alarmingly with the impending explosion.
"I want it-I want-umphfffff-" Polly wailed.
The Alsatian's haunches heaved and his bushy tail lashed like a rudder behind him as he fed the hot cockmeat into Polly's head with lightning strokes. His hairy cock hissed through her lips and sizzled on her tongue.
The brute howled like a wolf.
His cumbags erupted and the thick sap came rushing volcanically up through the shaggy cock stalk. A great spurt of dog spunk shot into Polly's eager maw, thick as glue. Polly gulped the sweet slime down and the doggy pumped more into her, cumming on every driving thrust. He was filling her mouth to overflowing and she was drinking the stuff down ravenously, her blonde head bobbing up and down as she milked his prickmeat.
The black beast pounded and pumped, humped and heaved and hammered, draining off his load into Polly's hungry belly via her wanton mouth. She seemed to be swallowing the stuff by the bucketful, drinking rivers of the succulent spunk.
At last he was emptied.
He yanked his drained cock out of Polly's mouth. Liz gave the soaking cock knob a lick, then clamped her mouth on Polly's and they kissed passionately, letting the last mouthful of dog cum run back and forth between their lips.
Polly slumped back, purring happily, full of jism and joy.
But now that her mouth was content, the girl's cherry cunt was smoldering.
And Warlock was ready to deal with that . . .
CHAPTER EIGHT
Warlock lifted his huge head out of Liz's loins, his shaggy brow furrowed and his tongue hanging out and dripping cunt-juice onto the carpet. He tensed, ready to spring up and mount his raven-haired mistress. But Liz was more interested in getting her virginal girlfriend fucked than she was in enjoying a cuntful herself, at the moment. With the two animals and a very horny young man all available, Liz knew that she would be getting all she could hold before it was over.
She slid sideways and shoved Warlock over. The Great Dane shouldered the Alsatian aside. Rex hopped down, prick swinging like a fat rubber hose. Warlock dropped his snout into Polly's crotch and slurped, whining and whimpering as he found that cherry cunt tantalizing.
"Make him fuck me-make him fuck my cunt!" Polly gurgled, grinding her ass and hips on the edge of the couch as the Great Dane wolfed on her pussy. His lapper was lovely but the girl was desperate for his huge prick. Her fuck-hole felt hollow, a void needing to be stuffed to the core by fat animal prick.
Liz was more than happy to assist.
She leaned down over Polly's lap and flicked her tongue against the girl's clit. Then she slid a hand back along the massive mutt's flank and grasped his thick cockshaft. When she tugged, Warlock yelped and bounded up, straddling Polly's hips the way the Alsatian had.
The dog licked at Polly's cummy lips, probably thinking that he, too, was going to use her mouth for a cunthole in that mysterious but delightful human style. He dove down and lapped at her tits, then at her fluttering throat. Polly sucked his tongue into her slimy mouth and French kissed the brute as she tilted her pelvis up under his loins. Her slim belly heaved up, rubbing against his cock and balls.
"Put the fucker in me, Liz-" Polly moaned, the words muffled on a mouthful of doggy lapper.
The dark-haired nymphette held the Great Dane's cock by the hairy hilt. Turning her wrist and forearm, she levered his slick red cock head down into Polly's groin.
"Oh! Ohhhh! Ooooh!" the blonde virgin gasped, when she felt a smoking hot slab of cockhead throbbing and flaring in her fuck-slot and against her clit.
Her lithe hips danced and her trim little ass bounced on the couch as her pliable pussy lips began to suck on the dog's slick cockhead. Polly didn't know if she was going to lose her virginity or not-if a doggy cock could deflower a maiden-but she didn't give a shit, as long as she got her steaming pussy stuffed full of cockmeat and creamed full of cum.
She could feel the hot seepage from the Great Dane's open pisshole running like hot paste into her cunt-slot. She jerked down, trying to shove her pussy onto his prick. But Liz still held his prick by the roots, not allowing the brute to hump yet. She turned her wrist, rubbing the dribbling slab of his cockhead around in Polly's cunt gash like a meaty ladle in a cream bowl. Cuntjuice streamed out, lathering Polly's loins and soaking into the crack of her ass.
"Shove his cock up me, Liz!" Polly cried. "I need a cuntful of doggy prick so fucking bad-"
Liz, teasing her, moved that fat cock knob around in her pussy-slot for another moment. Thad was kneeling close by, his handsome face all twisted by fascinated lust as he watched the dog's huge cock stir his kid sister's creamy cunt grotto.
Then Liz pulled on the Great Dane's prick and his naked red cock-knob sank into Polly's fuck-slot.
Liz released the animal's cockstalk, knowing that with his cockhead buried the beast would know how to proceed. His hairy prick stalk quivered as it bridged the gap between his bloated balls and Polly's pussy.
Polly was jerking on the end of the dog's cock rod like a fish on a hook. Warlock whined and yelped and his heavy hindquarters began to move as the doggy slowly worked more of his meaty prick up into her cunt-sleeve.
The dumb brute seemed slightly confused by the position, not being accustomed to fucking face to face, without a set of haunches to which to cling. But his prick was sheathed in hot wet cunt and there could be no mistake whatsoever about what he should do next.
Inch by inch he stuffed it up Polly.
She gasped and gurgled as she felt the hard, hot, hairy cock slide deeper and deeper up into her pussy. Her cunt spread wide around the fat cock and her inner muscles began to pull and drag and suck.
With a loud, juicy slurp, the Great Dane pumped the last of his prick in, burying his bone to the roots. His cumbags were jammed tightly to Polly's up-thrust ass.
The dog held it all in her for a moment as Polly squirmed and wriggled on the penetration. She was whimpering with the joy of having her cunt filled to the brim with pounding prick, that huge naked cock-knob flaring in her cunt core.
Then the doggy began to hump in and out of the blonde girl's cunt. He drew back until only his naked cock knob was stuck in her cunt-slot, paused, then shoved all of the hairy prick back up into her seething fuck-hole.
His spine twisted up into an S shape, contorting as he drove his cock in. His powerful haunches corkscrewed as he sprang off his hindlegs, paws scrambling on the carpet. His heavy balls rolled in and out.
"Yeah-fuck her, boy!" Liz encouraged.
Liz was holding Thad's cock in one hand and fondling the Alsatian's slowly refilling cumbags with the other, but her attention was centered and focused on Polly and the Great Dane as they ground together on the couch.
As the animal's thick spike plugged her cunt-slot full, creamy girl goo seeped out from her pussy, drenching her groin. His balls splashed as they swung into the swamp. Polly's pussy was so soaking wet now that the Great Dane's cockmeat was sinking into her like a drill into a well. no
She threw her legs around the dog's flanks, hooking her knees and clamping her thighs around his heaving haunches, riding him from below. Her pelvis was working in counterpoint to the beast's hammering thrusts, jerking down to meet his cock and twisting from side to side as he pulled back out. Her cuntlips distended, dragging out along his hairy cock rod, clinging to the length of his cockstalk.
Watching her doggy fucking Polly was making Liz hotter than if she had been getting fucked herself. She bent down and took a slug on Thad's cockhead, then leaned across and mouthed the Alsatian's meaty cock-knob. Then she released them and moved up behind the Great Dane.
Liz began lapping his balls as they swung in and out. She had her nose jammed in the dog's asshole as her tongue flicked into his groin. She licked upward and stabbed into his tangy shit hole, rimming the dog's ass in her sexual frenzy, and her lust to get involved.
Twisting under the beast, Liz turned her face up and placed her mouth on the underside of his prick, so that he was fucking through her lips as he plunged into Polly's smoldering pussy. The dog's cock came out slathered with cunt-juice and sank back in sodden with saliva.
Polly's pussy was dissolving on the animal's prick, creaming repeatedly as he steadily pumped it up her. Her groin was full of girl goo, looking as if someone had spilled a vanilla milkshake into her lap.
Liz lapped up the juice out of Polly's cunt, mouthing girl and Great Dane together, her sensual lips clamped hungrily at the creamy coupling.
"Jizz her, Warlock-spunk up her cunt!" she cried, yearning to gulp his fuckjuice out of Polly's cunt.
Yelping and panting, the doggy pounded away, hammering his prick up into the blonde girl so fast that his tawny haunches were a mere blur. His cumbags flew in like blackjacks, so full and heavy she thought they were going to bruise her ass. The friction of his bristling cockshaft was so fiery that Polly thought smoke must be pouring out of her fuck-hole-that only Liz's lubricating saliva on the dog's cock and her cunt-slot was preventing the coupling to burst into flames.
With Liz groveling around in her groin, Polly hiked her ass higher under the doggy. Liz licked the seepage out of the crack between her asscheeks as Polly bridged her body. The dog's iron-hard cock rod tossed her around as if the lithe teenager were being gored by a meaty horn.
"Cum, you big son of a bitch!" Polly pleaded, clinging to the brute in fierce passion. With her cunt creaming she was desperate to feel his fuckjuice foam into her, to know the pure joy of her first ever cuntful of cum.
The Great Dane's cockhead was spilling out plenty of preliminary goo. Polly could feel the slimy seepage dribbling into her, soaking into her cunt-box. It made her frantic for his full load.
She coiled and uncoiled, spun and surged, her ass and hips dancing a crazed dance on the edge of the couch. The Great Dane fed her an underslung stroke that tilted her pelvis high into the air, then he hiked his haunches up and screwed the cockmeat in from above, fucking her ass down into the cushions of the couch as the length of his hairy cockshaft hissed across her vibrant clit button.
Suddenly the powerful beast's hindquarters seemed to explode, muscles jumping and sinews jolting. His backbone contorted and he spiked his prick in savagely. His cumbags hit Polly on the curve of her ass as they erupted.
A solid lump of dog cum spurted into her fuck-hole in a frothy torrent. Polly yelped with rapture. The dog shot up her again as his haunches rebounded, his prick flying backwards on the recoil as the spunk squirted out.
He spurted as he plunged in and shot on the backstroke, a steady load flooding Polly's pussy. The Great Dane's abundant load filled her cunthole to the brim as his meaty, hairy plunger slammed in, the creamy stuff came pumping out from her stuffed cunt-slot.
Liz gurgled with delight as she tongued up the mixture of doggy slime and cunt cum out of Polly's crotch and off the dog's drenched cockstalk. Her nimble lapper was flying all over Polly's groin as the doggy plowed into the blonde girl, then whipping against his prick as he withdrew.
Polly pumped her pelvis down, meeting the brute's frantic cum strokes, lusting like a bitch in heat, herself. His fuckjuice was so thick that it felt as if he were filling her with paste squeezed out of a tube. Great coils of the precious spunk lay heavy as lead in her loins.
Time hung suspended. In her ecstasy, it seemed to Polly that the doggy was cumming for hours. Then, at last, the beast began to flag.
Polly kept on pumping her pussy on his spent prick as she worked off her cum spasms. The doggy stopped humping, but the girl kept grinding.
Polly wondered vaguely if she had lost her virginity on that doggy cock. She wasn't sure if dog cock counted. But it was a moot point.
If she were still cherry, she wouldn't be for long.
CHAPTER NINE
After awhile, the Great Dane dragged his fat fuck-stick out of Polly's cunt, inch by inch, his hindquarters slowly twisting on the withdrawal.
His naked red cock knob stuck in her creamy cunt-slot for a moment, held there by the suction of her pussy, glued in her cunt gash by a past of cum and girl goo. Then the fat cock slab jerked out. Fuckjuice flooded from her emptied cunt. The doggy hopped down from the couch, his prick softened slightly and his cumbags hanging down slack.
Liz grabbed his prick and flipped the creamy head into her mouth, polishing it to a luster.
Then she turned to Polly. Polly was sprawled out on the couch, her thighs parted wide, her groin as sodden as some sexual swamp.
Liz held Polly by her hips and pushed her radiant face close to her cunt. She didn't start sucking immediately. She was gazing at that juicy delicacy like a kid in a candy store, her cute little nose twitching as she inhaled the tantalizing pussy perfume.
Polly's pussy was like some creamy stew that had been stirred by the dog's hairy ladle and juiced to a spicy perfection. The blend of doggy cum and cunt cream oozing from her cunt-slot was as thick as honey.
Liz leaned in and flicked her tongue into the cunt-slot, savoring the succulence like a rare bouillabaisse. She licked delicately up each unfurled cuntlip, flicked her lapper against Polly's stiff clit bead, dipped down to lap up the cum that had dribbled between the cheeks of her ass.
"Ummmm-yummy," Liz purred.
"Oh-I'm so full-suck it out of me, Liz!"
Polly whined, eager for a mouth now that she had had the cockmeat. The blonde girl had been naive and innocent and chaste that very morning-now she had become insatiable.
Liz rubbed her nose in Polly's fuck-slot, sniffing, tongue flicking about the rim. Then she clamped her parted lips to Polly's cunt-slot and began to suck.
Polly whimpered and jerked, mopping her sodden pussy into the dark-haired girl's eager face.
With her lips mouthing the rim, Liz worked her tongue into Polly's fuck-hole, snaking it about, licking up the sticky goo from the intricate creases and folds. She was French kissing Polly's cunt like a bearded mouth.
Polly slid her hands down and opened her cunt-slot even wider, stretching the pliable lips out as if she were going to pull her pussy right over Liz's face.
A wash of cunt cream streaked through with lacings of dog spunk poured into the cunt-lapper's mouth, floating her lapper and sloshing in her cheeks. Liz gurgled and gulped it down and suckled more out. us
The girl's tongue was not as long and heavy as a dog's, but Liz was more than making up for that by her enthusiasm and attention to details. Polly's pussy was simmering all over again, getting set to cream Liz's face.
Polly stared down over the arched plane of her slender belly, watching that raven-dark head twist and turn on her groin. Liz had her tongue jammed up Polly's fuck-sleeve and her face was rotating around the lapper-axle.
"Suck, Liz-suck!" Polly moaned, jerking her frenzied cunt convulsively against that lovely mouth.
"Umrammm-oooooh-ahhhhh," Liz murmured, her soft moans muffled on cunt meat and bubbling up Polly's pussy. Liz slobbered into the cunt-slot and slurped it back out. She had sucked almost all of the Great Dane's goo out by this time, but she was feasting on Polly's pussy nectar ravenously.
"Make me cream, Liz-suck me off and then I'll go down on you!" Polly promised. Her mouth was as horny as her cunt, now, her tongue as hot as her clit.
Thad moaned as he knelt beside them, his head averted, watching the dark-haired girl's tongue slide up through the coral pink folds of his sister's pussy.
"Fuckin' hell-what about me?" he bleated.
Watching the girls suck and fuck with dogs and eating each other out was a rare treat for the potent youth, but he was really desperate to dip his prick now.
Liz raised her dripping face and smiled.
"Fuck me like a dog, Thad!" she rasped.
She was already kneeling in the animal fucking position, her ass hiked up and her dark head down in Polly's crotch and, grinning in anticipation, Thad positioned herself behind her slowly grinding ass.
He grasped her by the hipbones and jumped his joins out. In his frantic haste he missed the mark and his prick slipped up through the crack of her ass. Liz giggled, tempted to get him to ass-fuck her. But she figured that her cunthole needed a load more than her ass did.
She reached back between her thighs and took Thad's throbbing prick in her hand, guiding the cock knob back down from her ass crack and placing it in her seething cunt-slot.
Thad dragged back on her hipbones and heaved his haunches out, sinking his cock ball-deep into her cunt. A great shudder shook his athletic young torso. He grimaced, clenching his teeth, his lips dragged back. The boy could hardly believe how great it felt to have every inch of his long, thick prick buried in her hot, wet fuck-sleeve.
He held it all in, savoring the joy of being enveloped to the root in her randy cunt-box. Liz squirmed and wriggled on the penetration. Her cunt walls clamped around him, molding her pussy tunnel to the outline of his cock. Her inner rings began to flutter, closing around his prick, running from the hilt to the cockhead in slow sequence, as if she were jacking him off inside her cunthole.
With her fuck-hole nicely full now, Liz dropped her head back onto Polly's pussy. She began to suck out that sweet and redolent cunt as she twisted her pussy around on Polly's brother's cock.
Her hungry mouth slurped juicily.
Her pussy squished as she dragged the clinging cunt-sleeve onto Thad's huge prick, milking m on his buried cockmeat. Thad was gasping. Liz's talented cunt was sucking on his prick just as if it were a greedy mouth.
Thad began to pump the prick to her then, humping her like a horny hound.
Her hips rolled and her ass danced as Liz fucked with him, shoving back to meet his welcome thrusts. Her nubile body was being buffeted between Thad's prick and Polly's pussy. As Thad shoveled his cockmeat up into the depths of her fuck-hole, Liz's tongue shot up Polly's cunt, as if he were stuffing her so full that his cockhead was pushing her tongue out at the other end of her kneeling body.
Liz felt his cock fill her to the core. The horny boy was banging in so deep that she thought his cockhead might come out of her mouth and run on into his sister's cunt, so that he would be fucking Polly through Liz's body.
"Unghhhhh," she grunted, as he thundered in with a bone-jarring jack, driving her face into his sister's groin. Her lips were plastered firmly on Polly's pussy, distending, holding the contact by suction, then Thad pulled his prick back out of her clinging cunthole.
Polly's pussy began to melt in Liz's mouth.
Her own cunt started to cream at the same time, so that it seemed as if the cunt cum she was drinking out of Polly's pussy were running straight through her body and spilling out again on Thad's fat cock.
Liz gulped down a gooey mouthful, gurgling-then gasped as her cunt spasmed, melting around Thad's prick like a wax candle on a flaming wick.
Polly, soaring to the peak, reached down and held Liz's head cradled to her cunt, jerking up and down and spilling the girl spunk out lavishly.
"Cummming-cumming, Liz, darling-oh, shit-my cunt is creaming in your fucking mouth!" Polly wailed.
But Liz knew that as her maw filled up and she drank greedily from the flowing female cunt fount.
Then Thad joined them at the crest.
He slammed in violently, tilting her ass up on his meaty crowbar and his cumbags ereupted savagely. His joy juice jetted up his cock rod and rocketed into her cunt core so hard it felt as if a ballistic missile had been launched from his balls. Globs of cock spume hit her like cannonballs.
Liz was in seventh heaven as she swallowed cunt cum at one end and felt her loins flood with fuckjuice at the other, all the while creaming steadily, herself.
Thad doggy fucked away frantically, pumping Liz brimful of jism. She melted again and again as his spurting prick drove up her cunt and as she drank from pretty Polly's cunt bowl she was salivating so heavily that she thought that her mouth and tongue were creaming, too.
Thad began to jerk and shake as his cumbags drained off, his vitality ebbing out from his pisshole, all of his energy spilling into Liz's greedy cunt gash.
He stopped spiking her and, sobbing and panting, clung over her haunches like an exhausted dog.
Liz kept on pulling her pussy tunnel up and down on his cockstalk, working off the dregs of her cumming on the spent cockmeat as, at the other end of her lascivious body, she milked the last gooey drops out of Polly.
Polly stretched out luxuriously, her pussy completely contented now, but enjoying the tender, gentle after effects as her raven-haired girlfriend continued to lap loving into her creamy cunt-slot. Drool ran into Polly's cunt-gash, then Liz sucked it back out. Her saliva swirled about, flavoring itself in Polly's pussy, then she gulped it down. Her nimble tongue sank in and gathered the dregs.
Liz stopped humping and knelt between brother and sister, trembling all through her ripe little body. Thad grunted and tugged back, pulling his prick out of her suction tube of a cunt with a moist slurp.
He sat back on his heels. His balls were deflated but his potent prick was still standing to attention, his youthful potency magnified by the passion and the perversion of this complicated cluster-fucking.
Liz shot her lapper up into Polly's pussy for a last adoring slurp, then drew her head back. Her face was drenched with cunt cum and she was smiling radiantly.
Liz gave Polly a meaningful look.
"My cunt is full of your brother's spunk," she said, with her eyebrows lifted.
Polly grinned and licked her lips.
Now that her pussy was satiated, Polly's naughty mouth was hungrier than ever. Her tongue was tingling as if the moist cockmeat were changed with electricity, fluttering and humming like a vibrator.
And Polly knew just where to sink that hot tongue next . . .
CHAPTER TEN
"Sit on my face, Liz!" Polly squealed, lashing her lapper out in anticipation.
Liz got to her feet on shaky legs. Cum was cascading down from her bushy cunt vee, soaking the sleek columns of her thighs as it spilled from her cunthole. She moved onto the couch, throwing one knee across and straddling Polly's upturned face. She poised over the blonde girl before she squatted down, letting Polly enjoy a good long look at the creamy delicacy that she was about to be sucking.
Polly's tongue and lips were working even before her mouth made contact with that juicy cunt. With he head tilted up, she looked like a baby bird waiting to be fed.
Liz's pussy was open in a wide oval and Polly could look right up into the inner folds, where her brother's joy juice was swirling around the cunt tube. The blonde girl was drooling heavily in expectation. She knew how delicious that sibling slime was and could just imagine how scrumptious it would be when it was served out of Liz's fuck-hole.
Then, trim ass twisting, Liz slid down and clamped her cunt onto Polly's eager mouth. Polly's lapper stabbed up into her pussy tunnel and her lips plastered themselves like rubber plungers to the open cunt-slot.
Polly moaned with joy as she discovered that sucking a spunk-drenched cunt was every bit as wonderful as she had hoped it would be. She tongue-fucked up the hot cunthole and nursed on the steaming rim. Cunt-lapping was like cocksucking, she realized, with the very first lick.
A girl needed no training or experience to do the job-it just came natural to her. Pretty Polly-who might or might not still be a virgin-had turned into a confirmed cunt-sucker with the very first slurp.
Thighs tensing, Polly rode gently around in the saddle of Polly's face, mopping her pussy against that willing mouth and questing tongue. Her ass rested on Polly's plump tits and her knees clamped around her face. She tilted and swayed as she rose and fell, riding Polly's head.
"Yeah-yeah-drink from my cunt, Polly!" the raven-haired temptress gasped. Her tight ass swung back and forth, brushing the blonde girl's tits. "Oooooh-suck the slime out of my fucking cunt!"
Polly gobbled and gulped rapturously, adoring cunt-lapping as much as she did cocksuck-ing or fucking with dogs, thrilled by the taste and the texture and the pungent fragrance of that spunk-drenched feast.
She held Liz by the ass, tilting her loins up as if her pussy were a brimming goblet to be drained to the dregs, or a delicacy to be tongued up like a shellfish from a saucer of cream sauce.
She lapped at the rim and clit, then stabbed deeply up into the steaming cunt-sleeve again.
Liz jerked her loins out, like a waitress serving her cunt on the hairy tray of her pussy mound. Thick sibling slime and aromatic girl goo slid down her padded pussy tunnel and poured into Polly's maw. Polly's throat worked as she swallowed the delicious nectar down.
Thad's cock was clanging again, rock-hard and ready, as the boy got turned on once more by watching his lovely little sister eat pussy with such voracious enthusiasm. The psychology of human nature was such that it made her brother hornier to see Polly sucking cunt than it had, a few moments before, to watch her girlfriend feed on Polly's pussy.
Thad knew it was perverted for two teenaged girls to give each other head-and that knowledge made it even more thrilling to the lad.
He sat on the end of the couch, leaning down so he could see Polly's lapper shooting up into Liz's fuck-hole and the goo pouring into Polly's mouth was she spooned away. His prick felt like a rocket read to fly from his loins.
Since Polly's cunt was unoccupied at this moment, her brother began to finger-fuck her. He bunched four fingers together and slid them steadily in and out. Her ass and hips began to buck under the stimulation. Her cunt-sleeve pulled and dragged on his fingers, making him wonder what it would feel like to have his prick up that sibling pussy.
He leaned closer to Liz's ass, peering under the half-moon curves of her ass cheeks as he watched his sister tongue-fucking out her gash so greedily. As Liz swayed and squirmed, grinding her ass onto Polly's tits, the crack of her ass opened, exposing the brown bud of her shit hole.
It was a tantalizing sight.
Thad began to slurp his tongue up through her tangy ass cleft, then to stab it into her asshole. He rimmed into the taut ring and sucked on the puckered bud.
Liz whimpered with pleasure as she found that her shit slot was being tongued out along with her cunt. As she worked her groin on Polly's pretty face, she shoved her ass back, pushing her brown eye against Thad's mouth.
"Oooooh-that's lovely!" she purred.
Thad drew back, staring at her shitter. The tight ring had opened up as he tongued it and it was all glistening with his lubricating saliva.
"Can I ass-fuck you, Liz?" he croaked.
"Sure you can ass-fuck me, dummy!" she snorted, giving the ass in question a little suggestive shake.
Thad, grinning like a demented demon, moved up and straddled his sister's torso. He nudged his prick between her plump tits and gave her a few strokes up the slick cleavage. His smoking hot cockhead ran on up under her chin, then flipped up and flared in Liz's cunt gash.
Polly's tongue kept flashing, lapping her brother's cockhead as it throbbed in Liz's cunt-slot. Thad hesitated, wondering if he should slip his prick up the dark girl's fuck-hole again, from behind, while his sister mouthed merrily away in her crotch? But he had already enjoyed a back skuddle in her cunt and the thought of buggering her shit chute thrilled him with novelty and variety and a sense of adventure.
Liz yearned for an assful, as well.
She cupped her hands on the cheeks of her ass and spread them apart invitingly. Her asshole was rippling, spreading open in anticipation.
Thad moved his cock knob around in her cunt gash and on his sister's tongue and lips for another minute, then pulled his prick back and shoved it up into the cleft of Liz's shapely ass. He hiked up, angling his cockhead into her asshole. The fat purple cock wedge flared hugely and Thad wondered if it were going to fit up such a snug slot.
But Liz, knowing full well that it would, wailed, "C'mon-shove it up my ass!"
Holding her ass cheeks spread apart so that Thad could see what he was doing and where his cockmeat was venturing, Liz tilted her loins back eagerly. Thad pushed, staring down in awe. The wide wedge of his cock knob began to inch into her asshole. That tiny brown ring fluttered to accommodate his bulk and, as he lunged, his cockhead vanished into her asshole.
"Yeah-yeah-give me all of it, Thad!" Liz cried.
She always enjoyed getting her ass stuffed full of cock and having it at the same time that a girl's mouth was munching so that her pussy was driving Liz crazy.
Corkscrewing and grinding, Thad began to work his thick cockshaft up into her guts, following the trail that his fat cockhead was blazing.
Where the fuck is it all going? he wondered.
Her ass didn't seem big enough to take that load, yet it was going in and in and in, disappearing inch by inch up into her ass passage.
Then it was buried to the hilt, his balls hanging down into his sister's upturned face.
Liz wriggled on the impaling spike, feeling his cockhead burning in her bowels. His stiff cock-shaft was levering up her guts, making her jerk.
He held it all in and felt her ass muscles pull and suck as if the girl were trying to swallow him from the wrong end of her digestive tract. For an instant, Thad frowned, wondering just how deep his prick had gone up her alimentary canal-and what effect gastric juices might have on the living cockmeat of his buried prick?
But he shrugged that concern off.
People had been ass-fucking for ages and it cocks got digested he would surely have heard about it.
He began to bugger her with steady, ass-gorging strokes, bouncing her ass around as her pussy braced on the platform of his sister's face.
Polly wedged her tongue as far up into Liz's fuck-hole as it would go. She could feel her brother's hard cock sliding in and out in the other fuck-hole, throbbing against her lapper through the slender dividing membrane that separated the girl's twin tunnels. As his cum-bags swung into Liz's crotch, Polly licked them, then lapped up Liz's fuck-hole again.
"Ooooooh-shoot up my ass, Thad-suck my cunt off, Polly-Holy fuck! I'm going crazy!" Liz smiled. "My pussy is creaming! Shit! My asshole is creaming, too!"
Thad's cumbags rolled over his sister's thrusting tits as he banged up Liz's ass, boring into her bowels. Liz was squirming on his prick and on Polly's face, trembling with the double stimulation.
Polly's eager tongue shot up into her fuck-hole and Thad fed the cock steadily into her guts and Liz's lascivious loins started to melt on Polly's face.
"Eat me-cum me-drain me-fill me!" Liz babbled, going wild with the double desire to spend her own cum cream and to be slimed full of Thad's hot cum enema.
Polly began to sputter and gulp as Liz's steaming cunt spilled lavishly into her open mouth and Thad began to grunt as he surged towards the peak in the dark girl's haunches. He was hammering her shit chute to jelly, pounding his prick in and steadily packing the fudge.
Hovering just under the crest, Thad threw his head back and cried, "Take it, Liz-take my cum up your fucking ass!" His hands jerked back on her hipbones and he sank his prick ball-deep into her bowels.
His balls blew in his sister's upturned face and his jism squirted into Liz's belly from behind. Liz wailed with joy as her ass filled with hot ass oil and more cunt cum gushed out into Polly's gurgling, gulping maw.
Thad ground the goo out in bone-jolting thrusts and Liz fed spasm after spasm into Polly's greedy mouth from out of the twin tunnel of her cunt.
The threesome slowly wound down.
And two very excited dogs looked on in wonderment, marveling in their doggy way at the gymnastics that human beings managed to get up to when they coupled. Being dogs, they knew all about gangbangs when a bitch in heat was available, but they were mystified by a cluster-fuck and the manifold options available in a girl's body.
They were about to be enlightened further . . .
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Liz's horny mother hadn't had to go far to find the prick she was looking for. She got it right next door, in fact. Anne had intended to stagger to the nearest cocktail lounge and sit at the bar with her legs crossed and her skirt drawn up high and wait for some gentleman to notice that she wasn't wearing any panties and that her pussy was hot and wet and obviously in need of some stuffing.
But as she started past the neighbor's house, the man called to her from the yard.
"You haven't seen my dog, have you?" Alan asked.
Anne halted, peering Wearily at him.
"I can't find Rex," he explained. "Shit. My wife has gone off with the fucking plumber and now my damned dog has run away, too. What a bitch!"
He shook his head in disgust.
Anne shook her head to clear it somewhat.
"Your wife left you?" she asked.
"Naw. She just went off to get fucking plumbed for a few days, the tramp," he explained, graciously.
Anne began to smile.
"And what are you gonna do for sex while your wife is off getting plugged by the roto-rooter man?" she asked. "Seems like you ought get even with the slut."
Alan gave her a speculative look.
"Wanna help me serve her right?" he asked.
"What are neighbors for?" Anne said.
Alan took her into the house and, both horny as hell, they started fucking in the hallway, just inside the front door. They screwed with the gusto of crazed stoats. He fucked her up the wall, then nailed her to the floor. They carried on in the living room, enjoyed a knee trembler in the kitchen and finally finished up in the bedroom.
By Alan's count they had fucked three times.
Anne had lost count, in her alcoholic haze, but knew that she hadn't quite had enough.
His cock was at half-mast by this time and she knew he would need some time to regain his vitality. Figuring that a bit of fresh air and exercise would speed the hardening process of his prick, she asked him to walk her home. She planned to coax a final fuck out of him in her own house and, besides, wasn't sure if she could walk home unassisted, because now her drunken wobbling was intensified by the trembling of her legs from all the cumming she had done.
And so it was that Liz's mother and the guy next door came home sooner than expected . . .
Thad plucked his prick out of Liz's ass and flopped down on the couch. His ass-stained cock was still standing firm over his loins and his spunk was bubbling like an erotic enema out of the girl's asshole.
Liz wriggled on Polly's face for a few more moments, then shifted aside. Kneeling, she turned and pushed her well-fucked ass out towards the blonde girl, knowing that Polly would relish another snack of sibling slime out of a different and more exotic oven.
Polly lapped up the crack of Liz's ass, gathering up the seepage, then began to rim and ream and suck on her creamy brown ring, savoring the flavor of fuckjuice that had been steeped in a fragrant shit hole.
Polly sucked all the juice out of Liz's ass, then dropped her lovely blonde face onto her brother's towering prick and sucked it adoringly. The taste of cockmeat that had been soaked in ass-juice was refreshingly tangy. Polly polished his prick to a glossy luster.
And now that her appetite was temporarily sated, pretty Polly's pussy was smoldering again.
But so was her cherry asshole.
Polly had truly envied Liz that lovely load of cock she had taken up the ass and she was eager to try some ass-fucking, herself. She probed a finger up her cunt, then nudged it up her brown eye, trying to decide which of her twin tracts she wanted plugged next.
Both dogs were howling and her brother's formidable cock was still as hard as a nail. Polly frowned in indecision-then she suddenly smiled with a wonderful idea.
With three hard cocks available at once, why did a girl have to make a choice?
Polly dragged Thad off the couch and onto the floor. He stretched out on his back and she squatted over his rampant cock rod, wriggling her ass around sinuously.
"It's incest, Sis!" he croaked.
"Fucking right it is!" Polly agreed and she shoved her sodden pussy down on her brother's prick. Thad tried to start humping up from the floor but Polly squatted down on the full penetration, holding it buried.
Her pliable cuntlips were stuck to the root of his cock rod like a suction cup. She arched her slender back, shaking her pert tits saucily. Her meager weight was keeping Thad from pumping in and out so far.
"Help me, Liz!" Polly pleaded.
Liz, an interested onlooker at the moment, raised her eyebrows in query.
"I want the dogs, too!" Polly wailed.
Liz was more than happy to assist, but hadn't yet figured out what sort of scene Polly was choreographing.
"Which doggy do you want-and where?" she asked.
The two dogs stood side by side, heads cocked, as if they, too were waiting for the answer to that question with an invested interest.
Polly had already sucked off the Alsatian and fucked with the Great Dane-and she had learned the value of variety in these mutt meat matters.
"Put Rex up my ass!" she rasped.
Thad's sibling cockstalk surged in her fuck-hole when he heard those words and Liz gladly sprang to the task. She grabbed the black brute by the balls and dragged him over. Presented with Polly's haunches, already hiked up in the doggy fucking position, Rex eagerly mounted her, wrapping his front paws around her hips and clinging tightly to her ass.
He started humping doggy fashion.
But Polly's cunt was already stuffed to the brim on Thad's prick and the Alsatian's angry red cockhead rebounded from the blocked cunt-slot. He heaved in and out frantically and his cock knob bounced off Thad's balls. The dumb brute began to whine in pitiful frustration.
Liz giggled at the beast's confusion. She grabbed his prick again and guided it up the crack of Polly's ass, then fitted the naked cock knob into Polly's shit slot. The dog's cock was far too stiff to bend and as she levered it to the right angle his black hindquarters heaved up as if raised on the end of a crowbar.
The slick red cock slab flared in Polly's ass ring, not squeezing in yet. Liz bent over her ass and let a mouthful of slobber drool over the coupling, greasing them up. Then she pulled the dog's cockhead into the tight socket.
The Alsatian yelped when he felt his sensitive cock knob engulfed by a hot, clinging shit chute. The beast might have realized that his cockmeat was in the wrong hole, but he had already learned to his delight, that girls had more than one fuck-hole-and, anyhow, dogs don't know that buggery is taboo.
Bracing his powerful flanks, Rex tensed and then slammed his hairy black prick up into Polly's ass with a savage lurch. She squealed, swaying back and forth, stuffed full of cock rode in both passages.
Her mouth was still empty-but it was open!
Liz had gotten the idea by this time and, without being asked, dragged Warlock into Position. The massive Great Dane hopped up, mounting Polly's head and shoulders just as he would have her haunches-in a sort of bizzare reversal of the doggy fucking position with which he was so familiar.
His prick loomed in her face, the naked red cock knob glowing like a neon tube and preliminary fuckjuice sliming from the parted cock cleft.
Polly sucked the prick into her mouth.
Now, stuffed full of all three cocks, Polly held herself rigid for a moment, savoring the joy of it, feeling like a pin cushion or a punch board. Liz knelt close by, her tongue curled out, ready to lick around the rims and to lap at the edges of the complex fuck cluster. There was a look of admiration and approval in her dark, flashing eyes-as well as a wistful hint of envy.
Polly was the focal point of the triple coupling, the piece de resistance, the carnal cornerstone. Her three unique lovers were gripped fast, unable to move until she did. Her brother was clamped under her cunt. Warlock had his huge prick halfway down her throat and Rex was jammed to the roots up her clinging shit chute. The boy and the dogs panted and trembled and quivered as they held steady, waiting.
Then Polly began to fuck and suck and bugger all three of them in the same sinuous movement.
Liz gleefully clapped her hands the way a pleased audience should do, acclaiming the performance.
Polly pulled her pussy up her brother's prick until only the cock knob was in her fuck-slot. Then she dropped down to the hilt again and the motion dragged her asshole up to the knob of the Alsatian's cock. At the same time her blonde head bobbed, swallowing Great Dane cockmeat.
Polly was in rapture, beginning to cream instantly. She worked her loins, taking a cuntful and then an assful, in quick sequence. She could feel those two hard pricks passing inside her crotch like trains in a twin-tracked tunnel, increasing the friction as they rubbed against each other through the dividing membrane.
Rex shoved his prick into her guts and she took Warlock's tasty cock into her gullet. She felt as if her digestive tract were transfixed on prick-as if their cockheads must be meeting somewhere in the middle of her body, like the snouts of two dogs greeting each other with a sniff.
At the same time her brother's towering cock was driving up so deep, she thought it might shatter her skull.
Rhythmically, the ex-virgin-for there could be no doubt of that now-pumped away between them as boy and brutes eagerly fed the cockmeat to her from all directions.
She was trying to cry out, yearning for them all to cum in her at once, but Warlock's huge cock was gagging her, and choking her words off.
"Shoot up-ulphhhhh-my ass-cream down-unghhh-my fucking throat-jizz off in my-gulp-cunt!" she babbled, her voice bubbling on doggy prick.
Liz was going wild, not knowing where to put her tingling tongue and torrid lips.
She sucked on a bobbling tit tip for starters, then slid up to lick the Great Dane's cumbags when they swung up under Polly's chin. She worked her way back along Polly's body, like a glutton at a buffet, filling her plate. She dropped her face down to suck and lap in Polly's crotch, then arched up and rimmed her asshole as Rex stuffed it full. She moved behind the Alsatian and lifted his bushy tail, sticking her tongue up into his shit hole, as if emulating the action of his cock in the blonde girl's back passage.
As Liz stuffed her lapper into the dog's ass, he rammed his prick up into Polly's guts, so that it seemed as if it Liz were rimming out Polly's shitter through the dog's hairy haunches. Liz had gone suck-crazy, tongue-mad, mouth-wild. She swooped around the intricate structure of pounding flesh and driving cockmeat, tasting and savoring and relishing at the various couplings, gorging on a sexual smorgasbord.
Polly was steadily creaming, Thad and the two doggies were all set to blow together and Liz was hungrily waiting to lap up the results.
That was when her mother and the neighbor walked in.
Anne and Alan stood in the doorway, gaping, looking puzzled and mystified. The cluster was so complex and confusing that, for a moment, they couldn't figure out what was happening.
Then the incredible truth struck them.
"My dog!" Alan gasped.
"My daughter!" Anne wailed.
And when they joined in, a moment later, they were a welcome addition to the scene.
